PTWITBOAN, Chapter 6
Black Beyond
black_beyond@hotmail.com
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I admit it! I'm also Underneath Society. Nyah!
This is the entrance of the infamous crossover. And yes, I know there is a huge chunk of story missing! *goes into Yoda mode* Be explained all will. Patient be you must.
O.o
OOOOO! BIG SCARY YOUMA! RUN!!! *takes off*
~'~
"Can you help me?"
He jerked around, looking wildly for the source of the beautiful voice.
"Can you help me, please?" The agony and pleading in the voice sent a shock right to his spine and he jumped up, turning in all directions, making his teacher look at him intently while his friends jumped back.
"Please help me."
"Where ARE you!?" He roared, one hand to the scar on his forehead that burned so badly.
"Help me, please." It had dwindled into a sobbing whisper.
"I can't help you if I can't see you!" He almost screamed. He could feel her pain, an ache in the back of his throat that was blinding in its sadness.
"I'll be there soon. Please help me."
Like a crack from a whip, pain shot through his entire body at once and then died just as quickly, leaving the young man to faint on the floor of his classroom.
~'~
Usagi jerked out of her own reverie and looked up at Kunzite blindly. Uranus and Neptune stared at her, disturbed.
'Hey! HEY! What the flying fuck was THAT?!' The true Usagi screamed at her. 'Who THE HELL WERE THOSE PEOPLE?!' When the girl didn't answer her, she became enraged. "TALK TO ME, DAMN YOU!"
*Shut up.* Usagi snapped.
"Usagi-san? Are you alright?" Neptune dehenshined and crossed the pretty room to kneel beside her princess. The girl had looked very out of it for a moment, and had begun whispering in a strange language before jerking forward and coming out of it.
Usagi looked down at her, and a huge smile spread over her face. "I just found something most strange!" She leaned back into the couch. "I found my dimension, and there is a boy there that can help me. I can link to him and make it to my home again, and then he can help make things better."
Haruka's brow furrowed. "Didn't you defeat Beryl there?"
Usagi nodded. "I defeated the enemy, Haruka. There is still an army of rogue youma, not to mention the damages. I'll need more than the senshi to make it all better again. The palace will be built by magic, of course, but not everything can be done by magic alone. At least, not my kind of magic."
"Are you going to leave, then?"
'Leave? You can't leave!"
Usagi nodded. "I'll leave when I get this body to Beryl. Then Usagi can take over and fight. It would be very wrong if I defeated Beryl here. It could screw with everything important. I'll leave."
'I can't defeat BERYL! Are you CRAZY!?'
"Are you sure that's wise?" Michiru asked, standing back. "I am sure that you believe our Sailormoon to have the power, but... wouldn't it just better if you destroyed her for us?"
Usagi shook her head and stood up, pacing the room's length. "Don't you understand? By simply being here, I have already screwed with this universe's original path. I can't change the events of such an important thing. Doing something like that could send all of the Time Stream into a tangle that no amount of anything could undo. I'm sorry. I can get you there, perhaps, but I can't do this for you. And... I want to, I do..."
"But I won't let her. And in this case, I have rank."
Haruka and Kunzite jumped, Usagi grinned, and Michiru looked up, blinking.
"Who are you and how did you get in here?" Haruka demanded, reaching for her henshin stick in blind instinct.
The new comer stood cockily in the entranceway to the kitchen, her long, dark green hair, alive with violet highlights, splashing around her waist. Her garnet eyes, too glittery to be human, laughed at them from a face dark with a natural tan. She wore a senshi fuku of dark, forbidding colors that sobered them all, but most remarkable of all was the giant key, almost mistakable for a staff, topped by a garnet orb the exact color of her eyes.
"My queen," The senshi struck a strange sort of curtsey that Michiru recognized slightly. Something familiar about the way that the gloves hand came fluidly to her chin and then out, smooth and languid, and the dip of Pluto's head, ever so slight...
'We are equal, we are one, and of this we serve you...' Michiru shook her head, trying to clear the words that had been whispered into her mind.
Usagi grinned. "It's about time I saw you in person, My Lady Time."
"....lady time...?" Kunzite jumped up. "You're Sailor Pluto!"
The senshi let her eyes twinkle at him. "And none other, General. Or should I give you the title of King?" She laughed merrily as his face darkened.
"I am not that traitor any more." He scowled.
She smiled. "Kunzite, I know that truth better than any."
Michiru looked at her. "You are familiar to me." She murmured, trying to remember where exactly she had seen those eyes before. It stretched just beyond her mind's reach.
"I know you from somewhere." Haruka had stood, her henshin clenched firmly in her fist.
"Hold on, Uranus, before you try to decapitate me. My name is Sailor Pluto, and I knew you in your last life. And you can't kill me, so don't waste time trying. And-- Eternia must leave. Her own world is struggling without her presence."
Kunzite faltered. "You can't... Sailormoon isn't half as powerful as she is. We'll loose!"
Pluto's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "You need to take your faith out of the goddess and place it into the avatar. Just because the circumstances of her world made Usagi become something your Usagi will not achieve for thousands and thousands of years does *not* mean that all is hopeless!"
She looked rather passionate about it, actually. Usagi grinned.
"You know, you Pluto senshi ought to hook up sometime. There's lots our Setsuna could learn from you." She giggled.
Pluto looked chagrined. "Actually, we do." She refused to say more. Instead, she swung her staff in the direction of the door.
"It is time, Eternia. Usagi, stop yelling. You have the power."
'How did she know that?!'
-She's Pluto. There's little she doesn't.-
"The inner senshi are tracking you here. And... Kunzite, darling... please, if you don't care..."
He blinked. "Never-- what is it?" Her staff's orb glimmered and a strand of white-blonde hair fell into his eyes.
"You are so much more handsome as a blonde, Kunzite." She winked at him and then stepped through a swirling mess of blackness that had appeared behind her.
Usagi could have sworn that the last expression on Pluto's face was.... fear?
She didn't have time to think about it. There was a heavy knock on the door, followed by giggles and a voice hushing the giggler.
"But what if this isn't the right house?" Minako's voice asked.
"It is!" Ami sounded rather annoyed.
Usagi looked back. She had a famous Formula-1 racer, an even more famous violinist and artist, and a former dark king standing in her living room.
She shrugged and opened the door.
"Usagi! Usagi, I tried to tell them you were fine, I did, but--" Rei was babbling incoherently, and Makoto promptly put her hand over the fire senshi's mouth.
Luna glared at her from Makoto's shoulder.
"Well, Usagi, since you did run off like that, we just wanted to make sure you were okay--" Makoto began.
Minako nodded, and tried to look over her friend's shoulder into the house. "Oooh! Visitors! Is this Seitosei's home?"
"That's Haruka Ten'oh..." Ami caught a glimpse of the racer and looked at Usagi. "What's he doing here?"
Usagi grinned. "Uhm... later for that. Actually, girls, Seisei or whatever I told you his name was... that's not his name."
Makoto blinked. "What?"
Minako grinned. "I knew it! So, what's his real name? Let me guess... he's a spy, right? From some secret government organization?" Her blue eyes got a starry look in them.
Rei threw Makoto's hand away. "I didn't tell them a thing, Eternia-sama, I swear!"
The other three senshi froze and Luna let out an ear-piercing shriek.
"WHAAAAAAAAT DID YOU CALL HER?!!?" The small cat forgot about the three people avidly listening to the conversation. Artemis jumped on Makoto's other shoulder and stared at Usagi.
"You're WHAT?" He echoed Luna's squeal.
Usagi sighed. "Fine. The bunny's out of the hat. Kunzite, I suppose we don't have to worry anymore."
"KUNZITE?!" Five voices shrieked at once.
Usagi nodded. "Yes, actually. Here, why don't you all come in and I'll tell you about it? Now, now, Minako, Ami, Makoto, put the henshin sticks away for now. You have to fight Beryl soon, and I expect that you'll want to know what's been going on. And it will probably take a while. Oh, stop glaring at me like that, Luna." She swatted at the small neko.
"You'd better have a really good explanation for all of this, Usagi!"
'That's what I'M saying!'
Usagi waited rather patiently until everyone was seated, with three senshi and two cats eyeing Kunzite warily, before she started.
"I am not Usagi..."
~'~
And roughly two hours later, she finished. up. "And you guys known on the door, I answered, let it slip that my supposed boyfriend was actually a former dark kingdom king, and told you guys to come in before someone transformed, told you guys I wasn't Usagi, Makoto flipped, and then I told you guys the story."
Haruka nodded. "And now, we have another announcement." She looked disturbingly satisfied.
Michiru smiled. "In a short while, we must go up against Queen Beryl."
Usagi looked at the inner senshi. "And when that happens, I have to go."
Ami shook her head. "Wait, hold on for a moment. If you're not Usagi, you're actually the Daughter of Etern, then where is Usagi? I don't understand."
Usagi smiled and tapped on the side of her head with her forefinger. "That confused me too, for a while. I just supposed, of course, that your Usagi had taken my place in my world. But then she started talking to me. It seems that I am merely an awareness inside her body. She's here. With me. This makes the situation all the more dire, because there is no Sailormoon, no ginzuishou, no anything in my world. No light to balance the darkness."
Minako grinned. "Then that answers my question of how you managed to fool everyone. I admit, I may not be the most observant girl, and for a while I thought you were possessed. And then you stopped being strange. So that answers that."
Makoto sighed and ground her palm into her forehead. "Mamoru will be happier, that's for sure. You know, for a guy who dumped you, he sure gets jealous."
'Hn. He can go boink a lamppost for I care.'
Usagi sniggered, and then shook her head. A dark feeling was beginning to curdle in the bowels of her stomach but she shook it off and smiled, standing up. She transformed, using Usagi's much weaker transformation.
"We might as well get this over with." She said.
"Shouldn't we go get Mamoru?" Ami asked, but was brushed off when Haruka and Michiru transformed as well.
"Mamoru? Ha. What for? He'd just get in the way." Sailormoon snorted. "Come on. We can pull of a teleport and get there in no time. I'll make sure you all get to Beryl and then I'll leave. Simple as pie."
~'~
Most of the students of Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were placidly eating lunch when the screams started from the few who has chosen to wander the grounds. Immediately the professors of the school were on their feet and running, Dumbledore in the lead.
"It's too early in the year for this." McGonagall grumbled, close behind the Headmaster with Snape at her heels.
"I SAID, GET OFF OF ME, YOU STUPID BEAST!" A distinctly female voice screeched as the small group of adults rounded the corner to the part of the grounds where the lake was, just in time to see a very petite young girl hurl a creature four times her size into a large tree. She pointed a long staff at it.
"You shouldn't have followed me! You stupid youma!" A huge jet of black lightning erupted from the end of the staff and hit the beast in the center of its chest, turning it into a fine dust.
Their eyes went back to the girl.
She was short and lithe, and completely nude, her body streaked in blood, some her own, some not, and a liquid of a green hue, probably the blood of whatever she had just killed. She had hair the exact color of the moon that fell to the grass beneath her and eyes so big and gray that they looked like a child's.
She turned to face them, fatigue clear on her face. "I'm... awfully sorry to come in... like this..." She managed, before she fainted dead away, crumpling to the ground in a small heap of limbs and hair.
Dumbledore took note of the blazing symbol on her forehead, a circle with an infinity symbol inside, and immediately strode forward and picked her up, astonishingly strong in his apparent age.
"Do NOT contact the ministry." He ordered, and without further explanation headed back for the castle, the mysterious little warrior safely in his embrace.
"Definitely too early in the year." Remus Lupin agreed, and then assisted McGonagall in tending to the wounded.
Severus Snape, however, turned and marched determined back to the castle, wanting some answer. He knew the Headmaster better than anyone thought, and the expression on Dumbledore's face had been one of surprised recognition.
The girl had been familiar. Especially that glowing brand on her forehead. He knew he had seen it before, and it enraged him that he could not remember where. He stormed inside, ignoring the mob of students demanding information, and thought for a moment.
If he were Dumbledore...
Immediately he went for the infirmary at a speed that was dizzying, racing through corridors and stairways before they could even think of moving on him.
He entered the Hospital Wing of Hogwarts considerably calmer but still very annoyed with himself. She saw the Headmaster and Madam Pomfrey hovering over a bed and approached it with wariness.
Dumbledore nodded and moved aside to Snape could see. He was surprised that she had not yet been clothed, but his surprise was knocked away by the harsher feelings of shock to see the silvery blue glow, soft but definitely there, emitting from her many wounds, healing slowly and surely.
"Who is she, Albus?" He asked tersely, as she groaned and twitched slightly as the glow began to work on the more serious wounds at her neck and stomach.
Dumbledore hesitated, looking more troubled than Snape had ever before seen him. "I am not sure, Severus. But that symbol is ancient magic."
They waited, watching as her wounds were healed. As the last cut vanished, all done in a matter of ten, perhaps fifteen minutes, all three of them watching in morbid fascination, the glow took her entire body and robes of a slinky dark gray appeared.
And she began to wake up. First one silvery eye, and then the other, to stare at her audience in blatant dismay.
"I don't know who any of you are, but for the love of Hecate, stop looking at me like that." She sat up suddenly and then moaned softly, cradling her head in her hands.
"Stupid girl." They heard her mutter. "You're too weak to be moving like that." She took the words straight out of Poppy's mouth, and the nurse nodded.
She looked up, giving each of them a long look. "I don't suppose any of you can tell if an evil woman named Beryl has taken over the world. And how old a certain Harry Potter is."
Dumbledore answered before Severus could protest. "No, there has not been such a woman, and Harry Potter is sixteen and in his fifth year."
She sighed and said something in a soft language that sounded very much like a curse. Dumbledore perked up at the sound.
"Lunarian. And very rude, my dear."
She colored. "I'm sorry. I wasn't aware you knew it. It appears the same thing that attacked me in mid teleportation also diverted my course. I meant to find a different world. And I'm stuck in this one, because I can't do inter-dimension stuff without Pluto. And Pluto... something's wrong." She shook her head sadly.
Severus glared at her. "May we have your name, if you don't mind?" He tried to make it sound as nasty as he could, but failed.
She smiled a little. "Which one?" She retorted childishly, and then lowered her face to stare at the floor. "Sorry. My true name is Eternia. However, you'll find I answer to Usagi much better. I am Queen of the Moon, and the warrior Sailor Cosmos when I choose to be. I came to ask another Harry Potter for help, but as you know things are not what they should be. This shall teach me to listen to my instincts more often."
"Queen of the Moon?" Poppy blinked. "But she died over two thousand years ago. They all died. Even I know that and I almost failed history."
Usagi grinned and looked for all the world like a child. "I'm rather appalled. I thought everyone knew that with Lunarians, the word impossible is merely a triviality. A game we take delight in winning at. I am a reincarnation of the late Princess, granted the blood of Etern from the man himself, and bearer of the ginzuishou." She giggled and stood up on shaky legs.
Dumbledore smiled back. "You are at Hogwarts School, and I am Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. This is Professor Snape and Madam Pomfrey, Your Highness. And you are very welcome to stay as long as you like. You can be a sort of guardian angle to the school."
She blinked, and then tears began to stream down her cheeks as she hugged the elderly wizard. "Thank you so much." Gone was the regal young woman, only the little girl who was sobbing into his robes like her heart was breaking.
"I didn't mean for any of this to go so wrong." She cried, while Dumbledore tried to absorb his surprise at this sudden change. "It was supposed to be so easy-- but there was a Magiim with her-- how was I supposed to know-- and he had been playing the entire time-- even Metalia didn't know-- and...."
She stepped back and hung her head. "Just... completely ignore me..." She said softly. "I don't have to eat because of this body, I'll just be quiet. And... this is a school of magic? Could I attend some classes now and then to brush up on my own magic?" The misery was edged out of her face by an eagerness that took all of them aback.
Snape blinked. "Are you telling me that the most powerful Sorceress in the history of magic is BIPOLAR?" The dry sarcasm in his voice was underlined by a nervous sort of something.
She turned and glared at him. "I am not bipolar. My mind just works too fast for my face. I'm pissed because I have a Magiim mucking around in my life, sending me places and interfering with my magic. And he's done something to Pluto. She would have never let this happen. And I have a chance now to find out how normal kids learn magic, instead of having eighteen years worth of knowledge explode in your head all at once." She was a bit surprised that there was no anger in her voice. "Especially since when I was around the first time, I was taught by tutors. I've never seen a school for magic before."
Poppy blinked, and then smiled. "I'll let you and the professors talk. I have other patients...." She all but ran for her office.
Dumbledore smiled gently at her and put his hand on her shoulder. "I have no problems with you sitting in on classes now and then, but I will talk to the other professors. Snape?"
Snape looked from the girl to the Headmaster and did not let his smile show on his face. It would be most interesting to test the limits of this girl's knowledge in his class.
"If she attended, I will insist she does so regularly." He said at last. "No once in a while ninnyness."
She grinned, recognizing the challenge in his eyes. "Of course. I'll be quite happy to attend regularly. Even to actually enroll, if that is easiest."
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled with something akin to mischief. "Severus, I have an idea..."
~'~
Uhm.... dun kill me? *giggles*
Black Beyond
black_beyond@hotmail.com
~'~
I admit it! I'm also Underneath Society. Nyah!
This is the entrance of the infamous crossover. And yes, I know there is a huge chunk of story missing! *goes into Yoda mode* Be explained all will. Patient be you must.
O.o
OOOOO! BIG SCARY YOUMA! RUN!!! *takes off*
~'~
"Can you help me?"
He jerked around, looking wildly for the source of the beautiful voice.
"Can you help me, please?" The agony and pleading in the voice sent a shock right to his spine and he jumped up, turning in all directions, making his teacher look at him intently while his friends jumped back.
"Please help me."
"Where ARE you!?" He roared, one hand to the scar on his forehead that burned so badly.
"Help me, please." It had dwindled into a sobbing whisper.
"I can't help you if I can't see you!" He almost screamed. He could feel her pain, an ache in the back of his throat that was blinding in its sadness.
"I'll be there soon. Please help me."
Like a crack from a whip, pain shot through his entire body at once and then died just as quickly, leaving the young man to faint on the floor of his classroom.
~'~
Usagi jerked out of her own reverie and looked up at Kunzite blindly. Uranus and Neptune stared at her, disturbed.
'Hey! HEY! What the flying fuck was THAT?!' The true Usagi screamed at her. 'Who THE HELL WERE THOSE PEOPLE?!' When the girl didn't answer her, she became enraged. "TALK TO ME, DAMN YOU!"
*Shut up.* Usagi snapped.
"Usagi-san? Are you alright?" Neptune dehenshined and crossed the pretty room to kneel beside her princess. The girl had looked very out of it for a moment, and had begun whispering in a strange language before jerking forward and coming out of it.
Usagi looked down at her, and a huge smile spread over her face. "I just found something most strange!" She leaned back into the couch. "I found my dimension, and there is a boy there that can help me. I can link to him and make it to my home again, and then he can help make things better."
Haruka's brow furrowed. "Didn't you defeat Beryl there?"
Usagi nodded. "I defeated the enemy, Haruka. There is still an army of rogue youma, not to mention the damages. I'll need more than the senshi to make it all better again. The palace will be built by magic, of course, but not everything can be done by magic alone. At least, not my kind of magic."
"Are you going to leave, then?"
'Leave? You can't leave!"
Usagi nodded. "I'll leave when I get this body to Beryl. Then Usagi can take over and fight. It would be very wrong if I defeated Beryl here. It could screw with everything important. I'll leave."
'I can't defeat BERYL! Are you CRAZY!?'
"Are you sure that's wise?" Michiru asked, standing back. "I am sure that you believe our Sailormoon to have the power, but... wouldn't it just better if you destroyed her for us?"
Usagi shook her head and stood up, pacing the room's length. "Don't you understand? By simply being here, I have already screwed with this universe's original path. I can't change the events of such an important thing. Doing something like that could send all of the Time Stream into a tangle that no amount of anything could undo. I'm sorry. I can get you there, perhaps, but I can't do this for you. And... I want to, I do..."
"But I won't let her. And in this case, I have rank."
Haruka and Kunzite jumped, Usagi grinned, and Michiru looked up, blinking.
"Who are you and how did you get in here?" Haruka demanded, reaching for her henshin stick in blind instinct.
The new comer stood cockily in the entranceway to the kitchen, her long, dark green hair, alive with violet highlights, splashing around her waist. Her garnet eyes, too glittery to be human, laughed at them from a face dark with a natural tan. She wore a senshi fuku of dark, forbidding colors that sobered them all, but most remarkable of all was the giant key, almost mistakable for a staff, topped by a garnet orb the exact color of her eyes.
"My queen," The senshi struck a strange sort of curtsey that Michiru recognized slightly. Something familiar about the way that the gloves hand came fluidly to her chin and then out, smooth and languid, and the dip of Pluto's head, ever so slight...
'We are equal, we are one, and of this we serve you...' Michiru shook her head, trying to clear the words that had been whispered into her mind.
Usagi grinned. "It's about time I saw you in person, My Lady Time."
"....lady time...?" Kunzite jumped up. "You're Sailor Pluto!"
The senshi let her eyes twinkle at him. "And none other, General. Or should I give you the title of King?" She laughed merrily as his face darkened.
"I am not that traitor any more." He scowled.
She smiled. "Kunzite, I know that truth better than any."
Michiru looked at her. "You are familiar to me." She murmured, trying to remember where exactly she had seen those eyes before. It stretched just beyond her mind's reach.
"I know you from somewhere." Haruka had stood, her henshin clenched firmly in her fist.
"Hold on, Uranus, before you try to decapitate me. My name is Sailor Pluto, and I knew you in your last life. And you can't kill me, so don't waste time trying. And-- Eternia must leave. Her own world is struggling without her presence."
Kunzite faltered. "You can't... Sailormoon isn't half as powerful as she is. We'll loose!"
Pluto's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "You need to take your faith out of the goddess and place it into the avatar. Just because the circumstances of her world made Usagi become something your Usagi will not achieve for thousands and thousands of years does *not* mean that all is hopeless!"
She looked rather passionate about it, actually. Usagi grinned.
"You know, you Pluto senshi ought to hook up sometime. There's lots our Setsuna could learn from you." She giggled.
Pluto looked chagrined. "Actually, we do." She refused to say more. Instead, she swung her staff in the direction of the door.
"It is time, Eternia. Usagi, stop yelling. You have the power."
'How did she know that?!'
-She's Pluto. There's little she doesn't.-
"The inner senshi are tracking you here. And... Kunzite, darling... please, if you don't care..."
He blinked. "Never-- what is it?" Her staff's orb glimmered and a strand of white-blonde hair fell into his eyes.
"You are so much more handsome as a blonde, Kunzite." She winked at him and then stepped through a swirling mess of blackness that had appeared behind her.
Usagi could have sworn that the last expression on Pluto's face was.... fear?
She didn't have time to think about it. There was a heavy knock on the door, followed by giggles and a voice hushing the giggler.
"But what if this isn't the right house?" Minako's voice asked.
"It is!" Ami sounded rather annoyed.
Usagi looked back. She had a famous Formula-1 racer, an even more famous violinist and artist, and a former dark king standing in her living room.
She shrugged and opened the door.
"Usagi! Usagi, I tried to tell them you were fine, I did, but--" Rei was babbling incoherently, and Makoto promptly put her hand over the fire senshi's mouth.
Luna glared at her from Makoto's shoulder.
"Well, Usagi, since you did run off like that, we just wanted to make sure you were okay--" Makoto began.
Minako nodded, and tried to look over her friend's shoulder into the house. "Oooh! Visitors! Is this Seitosei's home?"
"That's Haruka Ten'oh..." Ami caught a glimpse of the racer and looked at Usagi. "What's he doing here?"
Usagi grinned. "Uhm... later for that. Actually, girls, Seisei or whatever I told you his name was... that's not his name."
Makoto blinked. "What?"
Minako grinned. "I knew it! So, what's his real name? Let me guess... he's a spy, right? From some secret government organization?" Her blue eyes got a starry look in them.
Rei threw Makoto's hand away. "I didn't tell them a thing, Eternia-sama, I swear!"
The other three senshi froze and Luna let out an ear-piercing shriek.
"WHAAAAAAAAT DID YOU CALL HER?!!?" The small cat forgot about the three people avidly listening to the conversation. Artemis jumped on Makoto's other shoulder and stared at Usagi.
"You're WHAT?" He echoed Luna's squeal.
Usagi sighed. "Fine. The bunny's out of the hat. Kunzite, I suppose we don't have to worry anymore."
"KUNZITE?!" Five voices shrieked at once.
Usagi nodded. "Yes, actually. Here, why don't you all come in and I'll tell you about it? Now, now, Minako, Ami, Makoto, put the henshin sticks away for now. You have to fight Beryl soon, and I expect that you'll want to know what's been going on. And it will probably take a while. Oh, stop glaring at me like that, Luna." She swatted at the small neko.
"You'd better have a really good explanation for all of this, Usagi!"
'That's what I'M saying!'
Usagi waited rather patiently until everyone was seated, with three senshi and two cats eyeing Kunzite warily, before she started.
"I am not Usagi..."
~'~
And roughly two hours later, she finished. up. "And you guys known on the door, I answered, let it slip that my supposed boyfriend was actually a former dark kingdom king, and told you guys to come in before someone transformed, told you guys I wasn't Usagi, Makoto flipped, and then I told you guys the story."
Haruka nodded. "And now, we have another announcement." She looked disturbingly satisfied.
Michiru smiled. "In a short while, we must go up against Queen Beryl."
Usagi looked at the inner senshi. "And when that happens, I have to go."
Ami shook her head. "Wait, hold on for a moment. If you're not Usagi, you're actually the Daughter of Etern, then where is Usagi? I don't understand."
Usagi smiled and tapped on the side of her head with her forefinger. "That confused me too, for a while. I just supposed, of course, that your Usagi had taken my place in my world. But then she started talking to me. It seems that I am merely an awareness inside her body. She's here. With me. This makes the situation all the more dire, because there is no Sailormoon, no ginzuishou, no anything in my world. No light to balance the darkness."
Minako grinned. "Then that answers my question of how you managed to fool everyone. I admit, I may not be the most observant girl, and for a while I thought you were possessed. And then you stopped being strange. So that answers that."
Makoto sighed and ground her palm into her forehead. "Mamoru will be happier, that's for sure. You know, for a guy who dumped you, he sure gets jealous."
'Hn. He can go boink a lamppost for I care.'
Usagi sniggered, and then shook her head. A dark feeling was beginning to curdle in the bowels of her stomach but she shook it off and smiled, standing up. She transformed, using Usagi's much weaker transformation.
"We might as well get this over with." She said.
"Shouldn't we go get Mamoru?" Ami asked, but was brushed off when Haruka and Michiru transformed as well.
"Mamoru? Ha. What for? He'd just get in the way." Sailormoon snorted. "Come on. We can pull of a teleport and get there in no time. I'll make sure you all get to Beryl and then I'll leave. Simple as pie."
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Most of the students of Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were placidly eating lunch when the screams started from the few who has chosen to wander the grounds. Immediately the professors of the school were on their feet and running, Dumbledore in the lead.
"It's too early in the year for this." McGonagall grumbled, close behind the Headmaster with Snape at her heels.
"I SAID, GET OFF OF ME, YOU STUPID BEAST!" A distinctly female voice screeched as the small group of adults rounded the corner to the part of the grounds where the lake was, just in time to see a very petite young girl hurl a creature four times her size into a large tree. She pointed a long staff at it.
"You shouldn't have followed me! You stupid youma!" A huge jet of black lightning erupted from the end of the staff and hit the beast in the center of its chest, turning it into a fine dust.
Their eyes went back to the girl.
She was short and lithe, and completely nude, her body streaked in blood, some her own, some not, and a liquid of a green hue, probably the blood of whatever she had just killed. She had hair the exact color of the moon that fell to the grass beneath her and eyes so big and gray that they looked like a child's.
She turned to face them, fatigue clear on her face. "I'm... awfully sorry to come in... like this..." She managed, before she fainted dead away, crumpling to the ground in a small heap of limbs and hair.
Dumbledore took note of the blazing symbol on her forehead, a circle with an infinity symbol inside, and immediately strode forward and picked her up, astonishingly strong in his apparent age.
"Do NOT contact the ministry." He ordered, and without further explanation headed back for the castle, the mysterious little warrior safely in his embrace.
"Definitely too early in the year." Remus Lupin agreed, and then assisted McGonagall in tending to the wounded.
Severus Snape, however, turned and marched determined back to the castle, wanting some answer. He knew the Headmaster better than anyone thought, and the expression on Dumbledore's face had been one of surprised recognition.
The girl had been familiar. Especially that glowing brand on her forehead. He knew he had seen it before, and it enraged him that he could not remember where. He stormed inside, ignoring the mob of students demanding information, and thought for a moment.
If he were Dumbledore...
Immediately he went for the infirmary at a speed that was dizzying, racing through corridors and stairways before they could even think of moving on him.
He entered the Hospital Wing of Hogwarts considerably calmer but still very annoyed with himself. She saw the Headmaster and Madam Pomfrey hovering over a bed and approached it with wariness.
Dumbledore nodded and moved aside to Snape could see. He was surprised that she had not yet been clothed, but his surprise was knocked away by the harsher feelings of shock to see the silvery blue glow, soft but definitely there, emitting from her many wounds, healing slowly and surely.
"Who is she, Albus?" He asked tersely, as she groaned and twitched slightly as the glow began to work on the more serious wounds at her neck and stomach.
Dumbledore hesitated, looking more troubled than Snape had ever before seen him. "I am not sure, Severus. But that symbol is ancient magic."
They waited, watching as her wounds were healed. As the last cut vanished, all done in a matter of ten, perhaps fifteen minutes, all three of them watching in morbid fascination, the glow took her entire body and robes of a slinky dark gray appeared.
And she began to wake up. First one silvery eye, and then the other, to stare at her audience in blatant dismay.
"I don't know who any of you are, but for the love of Hecate, stop looking at me like that." She sat up suddenly and then moaned softly, cradling her head in her hands.
"Stupid girl." They heard her mutter. "You're too weak to be moving like that." She took the words straight out of Poppy's mouth, and the nurse nodded.
She looked up, giving each of them a long look. "I don't suppose any of you can tell if an evil woman named Beryl has taken over the world. And how old a certain Harry Potter is."
Dumbledore answered before Severus could protest. "No, there has not been such a woman, and Harry Potter is sixteen and in his fifth year."
She sighed and said something in a soft language that sounded very much like a curse. Dumbledore perked up at the sound.
"Lunarian. And very rude, my dear."
She colored. "I'm sorry. I wasn't aware you knew it. It appears the same thing that attacked me in mid teleportation also diverted my course. I meant to find a different world. And I'm stuck in this one, because I can't do inter-dimension stuff without Pluto. And Pluto... something's wrong." She shook her head sadly.
Severus glared at her. "May we have your name, if you don't mind?" He tried to make it sound as nasty as he could, but failed.
She smiled a little. "Which one?" She retorted childishly, and then lowered her face to stare at the floor. "Sorry. My true name is Eternia. However, you'll find I answer to Usagi much better. I am Queen of the Moon, and the warrior Sailor Cosmos when I choose to be. I came to ask another Harry Potter for help, but as you know things are not what they should be. This shall teach me to listen to my instincts more often."
"Queen of the Moon?" Poppy blinked. "But she died over two thousand years ago. They all died. Even I know that and I almost failed history."
Usagi grinned and looked for all the world like a child. "I'm rather appalled. I thought everyone knew that with Lunarians, the word impossible is merely a triviality. A game we take delight in winning at. I am a reincarnation of the late Princess, granted the blood of Etern from the man himself, and bearer of the ginzuishou." She giggled and stood up on shaky legs.
Dumbledore smiled back. "You are at Hogwarts School, and I am Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. This is Professor Snape and Madam Pomfrey, Your Highness. And you are very welcome to stay as long as you like. You can be a sort of guardian angle to the school."
She blinked, and then tears began to stream down her cheeks as she hugged the elderly wizard. "Thank you so much." Gone was the regal young woman, only the little girl who was sobbing into his robes like her heart was breaking.
"I didn't mean for any of this to go so wrong." She cried, while Dumbledore tried to absorb his surprise at this sudden change. "It was supposed to be so easy-- but there was a Magiim with her-- how was I supposed to know-- and he had been playing the entire time-- even Metalia didn't know-- and...."
She stepped back and hung her head. "Just... completely ignore me..." She said softly. "I don't have to eat because of this body, I'll just be quiet. And... this is a school of magic? Could I attend some classes now and then to brush up on my own magic?" The misery was edged out of her face by an eagerness that took all of them aback.
Snape blinked. "Are you telling me that the most powerful Sorceress in the history of magic is BIPOLAR?" The dry sarcasm in his voice was underlined by a nervous sort of something.
She turned and glared at him. "I am not bipolar. My mind just works too fast for my face. I'm pissed because I have a Magiim mucking around in my life, sending me places and interfering with my magic. And he's done something to Pluto. She would have never let this happen. And I have a chance now to find out how normal kids learn magic, instead of having eighteen years worth of knowledge explode in your head all at once." She was a bit surprised that there was no anger in her voice. "Especially since when I was around the first time, I was taught by tutors. I've never seen a school for magic before."
Poppy blinked, and then smiled. "I'll let you and the professors talk. I have other patients...." She all but ran for her office.
Dumbledore smiled gently at her and put his hand on her shoulder. "I have no problems with you sitting in on classes now and then, but I will talk to the other professors. Snape?"
Snape looked from the girl to the Headmaster and did not let his smile show on his face. It would be most interesting to test the limits of this girl's knowledge in his class.
"If she attended, I will insist she does so regularly." He said at last. "No once in a while ninnyness."
She grinned, recognizing the challenge in his eyes. "Of course. I'll be quite happy to attend regularly. Even to actually enroll, if that is easiest."
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled with something akin to mischief. "Severus, I have an idea..."
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Uhm.... dun kill me? *giggles*