Crossover to Save Time and Space

By Tonz82

A crossover featuring the heroes and heroines from Dragon Ball Z, Magic Knights Rayearth, Sailor Moon, & Ronin Warriors

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, Magic Knights Rayearth, Ronin Warriors, or Dragon Ball. Each are owned by respective companies. Do not sue me because you won't get anything anyway.

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Chapter Twelve:

'Finally, we can get on with it already. We don't have time for all this talk,' Utori said on a tight telepathic line to Kala. She was becoming more restless and apprehensive with every passing moment.

'True, but we need to gain their trust if we're going to get them to agree to help us. Relax Utori,' Kala answered back on just as tight of a mental shaft of thought.

Kala lifted her staff in the air and once again the whole room filled with bright blinding light.

All of the warriors opened their eyes and then realized that instead of being in the room of crystal, they were now hovering in outer space away from a lush green planet. As they came closer towards the planet they found themselves floating over a large civilization. Serena thought that it bared resemblance to Crystal Tokyo, since it too had the appearance of a highly evolved civilization. The rest of her friends and other three groups were speechless. Kala's voice broke the silence and they listened to her as she began to speak.

"On a planet long ago there once existed a people called the Eloyans. I am one of the last of such a people. The Eloyans had long since been the protectors of the Asa Stone or what many had deemed the Compass of Chronos. The Asa Stone is a powerful stone. Its name is derived from the meaning of life. It is the key to the sacred realm of the Chrono Prism, the realm that you all stood in a few moments ago."

"To be chosen as guardian of the Asa Stone was considered the highest honor among my people. To serve as a priest or disciple in the temple was also considered a distinguished privilege as well. I was one of the lucky ones that seemed to possess a talent for magic and mysticism. I was fairly young when the current guardian at that time, Taran, had taken me under his wing. He saw my talents and thought I had potential. I was not Taran's only pupil at the time. He had currently been training another, a boy a few years older than myself. His name was Daisan and he didn't like me from the moment that I arrived."

The warriors reappeared in a garden courtyard. The garden lead to the entrance of large temple. The temple was beautiful. It had tall roman style pillars to support its roof. The sky above was clear and blue. They could even smell the fragrance of blooming flowers and hear the chirping of birds.

They all turned to watch a young female child with long loose, coppery brown hair. She was being lead by a kind-faced tall, older man. He possessed long white hair and a long beard. The young girl wore old faded clothing. She obviously came from a poor family. The older man wore a long tunic with designs and emblems sewn on it. He stood tall and strong with his staff, clearly a man of great status. The man presented the little girl to a young boy of about nine years of age. He too was dressed in clothing made of fine material.

"Daisan, I would like you to meet someone. Her name is Kala," the man said to the boy. The young girl was shy and stared at the ground. She stayed close to the old man's side.

"Is she a new servant girl?" asked the little boy. He stared at the young girl with disregard.

"No," sighed the older man. Then he looked back down at the young girl child. "Kala's parents have passed on…so she will be staying here now."

"Staying here?" exclaimed the young boy in shock. "In the temple? This little wretch?"

The little boy frowned at the girl and turned his nose up as he looked down on her. The old man frowned as well. He looked disappointed at the boy's reaction.

"Kala possesses a talent and it is only natural that she study here. She will stay at the temple and receive training. Maybe someday become a priestess and serve in the temple."

"A priestess?" laughed the young boy. He obviously found the idea ridiculous. The little girl continued to stare at the ground. Then suddenly the boy's face turned hard and cold.

"I really don't care where she stays. As long as she keeps out of my way," he replied.

His eyes were fixed on the young girl, but he was talking to the man. The young girl squirmed under the boy's piercing stare.

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"Jeez, this kid is a major brat." Umi observed.

"No kidding." Hikaru agreed.

Kala continued on with her tale.

"My life in the temple was a happy one and under the care and watchful eye of Taran my powers grew. At first Daisan simply ignored me and treated me as if I didn't exist. I was nothing more than a charity case, who had gotten lucky. He came from a family of renowned magicians, telepaths, and warriors. His future was set. Out of all those that studied at the temple Daisan was the strongest and it was assumed that he would become the next guardian when it came time for Taran to step down. But as the years passed I became stronger. I progressed quickly with my studies and became easily bored. Sometimes I snuck away from my lessons and roamed the temple."

The warriors saw another flash of light and then reappeared in a large stone room. Once again they saw the same elderly man. Although this time he seemed more worn with age. He stood in the center of the room. The young boy they had seen previously now looked older. He stood next to the man as he spoke to him.

"To be a guardian of the Asa Stone is not a duty to be taken likely. You must realize by protecting the Asa Stone that you are protecting the Chrono Prism. You must be able to control your emotions and clear your mind. Now concentrate Daisan…"

The young boy closed his eyes. He seemed to be concentrating on the four large crystals set on a platform. The crystals began to glow and levitate into the air. The task seemed simple enough and the boy effortlessly suspended the fragile crystals in the air while at the same time controlling his energy output. Then suddenly the crystals shattered into pieces and dropped to the floor. The boy groaned.

"You lost your focus, Daisan. The purpose of this exercise was to develop clarity of mind. You must learn control."

"I do these tiresome exercises all the time. Even the lowest ranking priest could do this. When will you show me how to do the bigger incantations? Like opening the gateways to other realms and how to create void," the young boy replied dully.

"Such spells require large amounts of concentration and discipline, which you have yet to acquire my young, impatient pupil. Not only that, but opening voids and realms requires the summoning of tremendous energy which you must be able manipulate with accuracy. It can be difficult to maintain and dangerous. You are far from ready," Taran answered wearily.

Then suddenly the old man paled and looked tired. He looked down at the young boy and shook his head. He had missed the whole point of the exercise.

"I think that will conclude our lesson for today." Taran replied and left the room.

The young boy had held his tongue, but as soon as the old man was out of sight he could no longer contain his anger.

"Old fool! Someday I will be guardian. Nobody will tell me what I can and can not do," the boy said acidly.

His fists were balled in fury. He closed his eyes and began to concentrate his energy. His body began to glow with energy. As he opened his eyes he raised his arms forward. Energy shot forward. It cut through the air like a knife and ripped open a space. The hole slowly began to grow larger and larger. Suddenly the boy turned his focus toward a moving shadowy figure.

"You know what this kid needs?" Serena asked, but didn't wait for an answer. "A good spanking. I remember having to set Rini over my knee a couple of times. The little monster--"

"Shhh," Hamara interruped her.

The warriors turned to look in the same direction. It was the same young girl from before, except this time she looked older as well. She had been hiding and observing the young boy's lesson with the old guardian.

"What are you doing here?" Daisan asked angrily.

"I-I was just watching," she stammered. "Besides I should be asking you what you're doing. Taran said that you couldn't do that incantation yet!"

She began to look more frightened as she watched the floating orifice continue to grow. The only thing she could see inside of it was darkness. The light in the room seemed be absorbed into the chasm, as if it were being devoured.

Daisan looked at her angrily.

"What I do is no concern of yours! Get of here and if you tell Taran, I swear I'll--"

"Daisan! Look!" she screamed suddenly.

The boy turned to look back at the large hole. It was enormous now and filling the room. Dark purple energy shot forward out of it. He jumped back. The blast had left a deep pit in the floor.

"Close it, Daisan! You didn't create a void! You opened some kind of doorway!" Kala cried.

Daisan struggled to regain control.

"I can't! It's too big!" he struggled. The room was beginning the shake roughly.

Just then Taran came running back into the chamber. Screams were coming from all over the temple. Kala looked out the door. More small black holes were beginning to open all over the sanctum.

"Daisan, what have you done!" Taran shouted at the young boy.

"More of those dark holes are beginning to appear all over the temple!" Kala yelled. "And they're growing!"

Daisan looked panicked and began to inch back in fear. Another bolt of dark energy shot forward out of the hole.

"I can't stop it!" Daisan cried as he grabbed his head. He couldn't clear his mind and that meant he couldn't close the portal. Another bolt of energy shot forth aimed at the boy.

"Daisan look out!" shouted Kala. But he looked too scared to move.

Just then Taran appeared in front of the boy and blocked the energy blast with a shield of energy. The impact of the hit took a lot out of the older man. He leaned heavily on his staff as he tried to catch his breath.

They stared into the dark abyss in horror when they heard a deep roar. Some kind of creature was beginning to emerge from the opening. Its form was indefinite, like that of a shadow.

The creature shot another blast at the old man and the boy. Daisan looked scared and Taran still looked as if he had not recovered from the impact of the first shot. Out of nowhere another blast of energy shot forward to counter the creature's attack, before it could hit Taran and Daisan. The shadow monster turned in the direction that the blast had come from. It's eyes glowered at Kala. She now glowed with a light. The creature advanced forward to attack.

"Kala! No! Run child!" yelled the old man. He began to raise his hand to subdue the creature.

The glow surrounding Kala began to emanate a deeper shade. This time another a blast much more intense and powerful shot forward at the creature. The monster roared in pain as the blast pushed it back. It tried to fight against the blast's intensity, but became overwhelmed and flew back into the black abyss from which it came.

Kala then concentrated all of her energy on closing the void. She had to hurry before anymore monstrosities decided to come forth. Slowly the hole began to shrink until it was no more. Taran stared at the small girl in awe. She looked exhausted and swayed from side to side before crumbling to the floor.

"Kala?" he uttered in surprised. He sensed that the other small holes that had begun to open around the temple had closed as well.

Taran picked himself up and attended the exhausted girl. He turned to stare at the boy who had caused the whole incident. Daisan no longer looked frozen in terror. He looked angry. Taran glared back at the boy and then realized that the boy wasn't look at him. He was looking at the unconscious girl with a burning glare. Then Taran turned back to Daisan with a look of fear. It was as if had he had a sudden epiphany.

"Taran had realized that the portals that Daisan had opened were not gateways to another realm. He had in actuality created the dark domain. It was a reflection of what was in his heart. Taran had always considered Daisan to be nothing more than an overindulged child who just needed guidance. But that day had made Taran realize that Daisan was more than just spoiled, but that deep in the boy's heart lurked a darkness, an uncontrollable rage. Surprisingly enough Taran became even more determined that he would teach the boy how to control his rage and powers. He hoped that in the process that Daisan would learn how to channel those emotions. This was his mistake." Kala clarified.