I sit here listening to Do As Infinity ad playing hangman and wonder why I
haven't yet got a new chapter up on this fic. The main reason behind that
was I forgot to e-mail it to myself so I could work on it when I was
staying at my friends place a lot these past few months. Well, here's the
chapter now. -_-;; Oh and I'm not saying anything about the girl who
happened to have Minako's exact description +cough+, because it's important
for later chapters in the story. ^^;;
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Wounded Souls Never Heal – Chapter 6
'Loyal to one, Sworn to none.
Forgotten ties, Dedicated to lies.'
The words were as inscribed into the wall as they were into her mind. Within her minds eye she could see them, even when she was far from them. They were her life. Her very existence. Her promise. They had been there, engraved on the wall for millennia past, first written when her ancestors had formed 'the plot'. Yes, the 'great' plot to overthrow the Kingdom of Silver. The ancients had been foolish, they hadn't held the power and technology that she now had. They thought they could do everything themselves, but it had proved quite impossible. Now she had done it, and she would be worshipped as the one who acted instead of plotted. For action was far more important and genuine.
Finally, she would be able to sit upon the throne of the Moon, finally her dream of ruling the Solar System had been achieved. Perhaps her reign could even spread, if she was able to activate the stupid Mystical Silver Crystal, which refused to respond to her energy signatures. Of course, she knew that eventually she'd be able to use the powers. She just needed to discover the right way to manipulate her energy so that if would be possible. Easier said than done.
The Moon Queens had always made using the power look easy, focus energy, hold up the crystal, make it glow and finally, destroy whatever was threatening the people you fought to protect. Who would've known that it would actually be this difficult to unleash the power of the Crystal? Perhaps it was the lack of information on the subject. After all, it seemed to be something that the Royal Family kept to themselves and passed down, daughter to daughter. There weren't any books on the subject, nor were there any internet sites with information that could be trusted, even on the Trans-Universal Database. It was clear that this was very sacred information. Then again, she should have known that from the beginning.
She snorted and brushed a long, blood red braid from in front of her eyes, before picking up the golden locket that housed the sparkling crystal. At least she had loyal minions, as brainwashed as they might be. Except for that blonde. . . She was far too loyal to her Princess to be of any use.
The Princess, she would be another obstacle. After all, it would be hard to take over the throne when the real Queen was actually alive and well, whether she was scared to death or not.
A sigh escaped her lips, oh for a day in the life of the Lady Akano Hoshi.
*
"Serenity, your table manners are atrocious."
'Can't talk back, don't talk back, oh please don't talk back,' Usagi thought to herself as she put her chopsticks down across her plate of half eaten rice and sealed her lips tightly. So what if she didn't have the manners she used to have? It wasn't as if she was actually required attend regal dinners and act like a Princess anymore. After all, she was Tsukino Usagi, not Princess Serenity, even though her mother seemed to wish to call her that. She supposed she should be happy, perhaps even proud, but the Queen was pushing her to her limits. Even someone as cheerful as her could explode at times, or in most cases, break down and cry. Neither of which she would allow herself to do now. Perhaps tonight when she got into bed – but no, she had to prove herself to be stronger then that. She would need it for the fight she knew was ahead.
Oh yes, that fight. She knew that sooner or later she would once again have to face off against her Senshi, her best friends. She also knew somewhere that they hadn't meant what they did, and that eventually they would come back to her. That eventually they would act normally again, whether it happened soon, or at the budding of Crystal Tokyo. She knew that her Senshi would return. They had to, for Usagi didn't know if she could bear a different future then the one she knew, the one she had visited. Setsuna said that the future was set in glass, not stone, but Usagi knew that if she nurtured that glass well enough, it wouldn't break. She understood that if that glass was well taken care of, her future wouldn't shatter, and she would live to be the Queen of Crystal Tokyo in the 30th Century.
"Princess," Setsuna murmured, waving a hand in front of Usagi's face in an attempt to rid the girl of the glazed over look that had filled her eyes.
"Koneko-chan, snap out of it," Haruka muttered, sounding half amused and half worried. It wasn't often that Usagi zonked out, and they could never be quite sure of what had happened on the rare occasion that she did. After all, she could have been possessed in some short time when they hadn't been looking.
"Y-yes? Sorry," Usagi whispered, staring down at her lap, her cheeks stained a light pink from embarrassment. She looked back up to see the other five occupants of the table looking at her worriedly.
"You were halfway to the Moon," Michiru replied calmly, her blue orbs gazing thoughtfully into Usagi's paler ones. The scrutiny of the multiplied gazes of her Outer Senshi and her mother caused Usagi to squirm slightly.
"I didn't mean to. . ." The blonde princess responded, shaking her head quickly. It was true, anything Usagi did now seemed to be accidental, whether it pleased her Senshi or caused them to tut. The Queen was the worst though, then again, she was allowed, Usagi supposed. She was after all, her mother. Sometimes however, Usagi wondered if her mother realized that she was dumping so much on the still emotionally unstable girl. Selenity expected much more of Usagi then the girl thought was even possible for her to accomplish. Hadn't it been only a few months ago that she was nearly failing most of her classes?
It hadn't mattered then, what with her supportive friends beside her. Not that the Outers weren't supportive, they just had their own way of showing everything. Usagi could swear that hours spent studying and training had increased by at least triple since the Outers had declared themselves her guardians, and had done the Inners the 'favour' of removing them from their positions. Her life had changed entirely, and sometimes Usagi wasn't sure whether or not it was for the better, or if she would like the result in the long run.
"Bed would be good," Haruka was saying when Usagi brought her attentions back to the conversation that was still going on around her. They had probably given up talking to her when she had begun to delve back into her thoughts, but it had become a bad habit. Even with the extra studying, Usagi's grades had begun to slip, dropping down even further than they had been before. But who could blame her? She had far too much on her mind to concentrate on school, though Selenity seemed to have forgotten that momentarily when she came home with a mathematics test, only to display a sorry grade of 33.5%.
It had been bad enough with one strict mother when she had simply been trying to save the world as Sailor Moon. Two strict mothers and running for your life from your four ex-best friends, made everything two times worse. Oh for the days before she had become the Warrior of the Moon. Life had been so much simpler, with only Shingo and school to deal with. Yes, if only she could go back to that fateful moment when she had first transformed into Sailor Moon. If only she could have stopped that from happening, then she wouldn't be in this situation now.
She felt a gentle hand on her shoulder and looked up suddenly to see Setsuna standing there. Looking around, she noticed that the others had already exited the room, having probably left to go to bed, judging by the time.
"Come, I'll take you home," Setsuna murmured, scarlet eyes looking towards the door as she extended a hand to Usagi, which the blonde graciously took.
"I-I'm sorry if I disappoint you. . . I know I'm not what everyone wants me to be, but I'm trying Setsuna-san, honest. . ." she trailed off and shook her head. "It's just so hard. . ."
Setsuna frowned and brought the girl into a hug, an act of compassion that she didn't show often, "We know you're trying hard, Usagi-chan." She murmured reassuringly, rubbing the girl's back in slow circles as she felt tears seep through her blouse. "You aren't disappointing anyone."
Usagi looked up in slight disbelief, her eyes glistening with fresh tears, "I don't act like a proper Princess. I mean, I know I shouldn't care, but I just feel so guilty sometimes. Mother is trying so hard to teach me and to try and bring back my memories of proper court behaviour but. . ." she trailed off as Setsuna opened her mouth to speak.
"The Queen is in perfect understanding of the reasons you're putting up resistance to her trying to unlock those various memories. She's willing to re-educate you in those things that will have painful memories in them, but you'll have to keep working hard. In many cases, the ability to be royal is something that you must be raised in, and though you were a Princess in your past life, you may find yourself unable to learn everything at a speed that you would like, in this one." The Time Guardian said, in a tone that stated she'd have no arguments with these facts. "Now, you need sleep. You're exhausted Princess."
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Hah! Finished it, finally! +hangs self+
I'm so bad. . . I'll try and get the next chapter up quicker. -_-;;
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Wounded Souls Never Heal – Chapter 6
'Loyal to one, Sworn to none.
Forgotten ties, Dedicated to lies.'
The words were as inscribed into the wall as they were into her mind. Within her minds eye she could see them, even when she was far from them. They were her life. Her very existence. Her promise. They had been there, engraved on the wall for millennia past, first written when her ancestors had formed 'the plot'. Yes, the 'great' plot to overthrow the Kingdom of Silver. The ancients had been foolish, they hadn't held the power and technology that she now had. They thought they could do everything themselves, but it had proved quite impossible. Now she had done it, and she would be worshipped as the one who acted instead of plotted. For action was far more important and genuine.
Finally, she would be able to sit upon the throne of the Moon, finally her dream of ruling the Solar System had been achieved. Perhaps her reign could even spread, if she was able to activate the stupid Mystical Silver Crystal, which refused to respond to her energy signatures. Of course, she knew that eventually she'd be able to use the powers. She just needed to discover the right way to manipulate her energy so that if would be possible. Easier said than done.
The Moon Queens had always made using the power look easy, focus energy, hold up the crystal, make it glow and finally, destroy whatever was threatening the people you fought to protect. Who would've known that it would actually be this difficult to unleash the power of the Crystal? Perhaps it was the lack of information on the subject. After all, it seemed to be something that the Royal Family kept to themselves and passed down, daughter to daughter. There weren't any books on the subject, nor were there any internet sites with information that could be trusted, even on the Trans-Universal Database. It was clear that this was very sacred information. Then again, she should have known that from the beginning.
She snorted and brushed a long, blood red braid from in front of her eyes, before picking up the golden locket that housed the sparkling crystal. At least she had loyal minions, as brainwashed as they might be. Except for that blonde. . . She was far too loyal to her Princess to be of any use.
The Princess, she would be another obstacle. After all, it would be hard to take over the throne when the real Queen was actually alive and well, whether she was scared to death or not.
A sigh escaped her lips, oh for a day in the life of the Lady Akano Hoshi.
*
"Serenity, your table manners are atrocious."
'Can't talk back, don't talk back, oh please don't talk back,' Usagi thought to herself as she put her chopsticks down across her plate of half eaten rice and sealed her lips tightly. So what if she didn't have the manners she used to have? It wasn't as if she was actually required attend regal dinners and act like a Princess anymore. After all, she was Tsukino Usagi, not Princess Serenity, even though her mother seemed to wish to call her that. She supposed she should be happy, perhaps even proud, but the Queen was pushing her to her limits. Even someone as cheerful as her could explode at times, or in most cases, break down and cry. Neither of which she would allow herself to do now. Perhaps tonight when she got into bed – but no, she had to prove herself to be stronger then that. She would need it for the fight she knew was ahead.
Oh yes, that fight. She knew that sooner or later she would once again have to face off against her Senshi, her best friends. She also knew somewhere that they hadn't meant what they did, and that eventually they would come back to her. That eventually they would act normally again, whether it happened soon, or at the budding of Crystal Tokyo. She knew that her Senshi would return. They had to, for Usagi didn't know if she could bear a different future then the one she knew, the one she had visited. Setsuna said that the future was set in glass, not stone, but Usagi knew that if she nurtured that glass well enough, it wouldn't break. She understood that if that glass was well taken care of, her future wouldn't shatter, and she would live to be the Queen of Crystal Tokyo in the 30th Century.
"Princess," Setsuna murmured, waving a hand in front of Usagi's face in an attempt to rid the girl of the glazed over look that had filled her eyes.
"Koneko-chan, snap out of it," Haruka muttered, sounding half amused and half worried. It wasn't often that Usagi zonked out, and they could never be quite sure of what had happened on the rare occasion that she did. After all, she could have been possessed in some short time when they hadn't been looking.
"Y-yes? Sorry," Usagi whispered, staring down at her lap, her cheeks stained a light pink from embarrassment. She looked back up to see the other five occupants of the table looking at her worriedly.
"You were halfway to the Moon," Michiru replied calmly, her blue orbs gazing thoughtfully into Usagi's paler ones. The scrutiny of the multiplied gazes of her Outer Senshi and her mother caused Usagi to squirm slightly.
"I didn't mean to. . ." The blonde princess responded, shaking her head quickly. It was true, anything Usagi did now seemed to be accidental, whether it pleased her Senshi or caused them to tut. The Queen was the worst though, then again, she was allowed, Usagi supposed. She was after all, her mother. Sometimes however, Usagi wondered if her mother realized that she was dumping so much on the still emotionally unstable girl. Selenity expected much more of Usagi then the girl thought was even possible for her to accomplish. Hadn't it been only a few months ago that she was nearly failing most of her classes?
It hadn't mattered then, what with her supportive friends beside her. Not that the Outers weren't supportive, they just had their own way of showing everything. Usagi could swear that hours spent studying and training had increased by at least triple since the Outers had declared themselves her guardians, and had done the Inners the 'favour' of removing them from their positions. Her life had changed entirely, and sometimes Usagi wasn't sure whether or not it was for the better, or if she would like the result in the long run.
"Bed would be good," Haruka was saying when Usagi brought her attentions back to the conversation that was still going on around her. They had probably given up talking to her when she had begun to delve back into her thoughts, but it had become a bad habit. Even with the extra studying, Usagi's grades had begun to slip, dropping down even further than they had been before. But who could blame her? She had far too much on her mind to concentrate on school, though Selenity seemed to have forgotten that momentarily when she came home with a mathematics test, only to display a sorry grade of 33.5%.
It had been bad enough with one strict mother when she had simply been trying to save the world as Sailor Moon. Two strict mothers and running for your life from your four ex-best friends, made everything two times worse. Oh for the days before she had become the Warrior of the Moon. Life had been so much simpler, with only Shingo and school to deal with. Yes, if only she could go back to that fateful moment when she had first transformed into Sailor Moon. If only she could have stopped that from happening, then she wouldn't be in this situation now.
She felt a gentle hand on her shoulder and looked up suddenly to see Setsuna standing there. Looking around, she noticed that the others had already exited the room, having probably left to go to bed, judging by the time.
"Come, I'll take you home," Setsuna murmured, scarlet eyes looking towards the door as she extended a hand to Usagi, which the blonde graciously took.
"I-I'm sorry if I disappoint you. . . I know I'm not what everyone wants me to be, but I'm trying Setsuna-san, honest. . ." she trailed off and shook her head. "It's just so hard. . ."
Setsuna frowned and brought the girl into a hug, an act of compassion that she didn't show often, "We know you're trying hard, Usagi-chan." She murmured reassuringly, rubbing the girl's back in slow circles as she felt tears seep through her blouse. "You aren't disappointing anyone."
Usagi looked up in slight disbelief, her eyes glistening with fresh tears, "I don't act like a proper Princess. I mean, I know I shouldn't care, but I just feel so guilty sometimes. Mother is trying so hard to teach me and to try and bring back my memories of proper court behaviour but. . ." she trailed off as Setsuna opened her mouth to speak.
"The Queen is in perfect understanding of the reasons you're putting up resistance to her trying to unlock those various memories. She's willing to re-educate you in those things that will have painful memories in them, but you'll have to keep working hard. In many cases, the ability to be royal is something that you must be raised in, and though you were a Princess in your past life, you may find yourself unable to learn everything at a speed that you would like, in this one." The Time Guardian said, in a tone that stated she'd have no arguments with these facts. "Now, you need sleep. You're exhausted Princess."
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Hah! Finished it, finally! +hangs self+
I'm so bad. . . I'll try and get the next chapter up quicker. -_-;;