Note From The Queen: Okay guys. Insert standard disclaimer
here. I don't own yadda yadda yadda. Sorry Chapter 1 didn't come out
last week. It was a mistake on my part. I sent it in on time, but I
Forgot to make sure the text looked spiffy and all, so you get two
chapters in one! Yeah!
Okay, anyway. Thanks again to the Princess of Random, for
forcing me to go take ballroom dancing lessons!!!! Damn you I say!
Te he, it was fun. But just for the record, raving kicks ballroom
dancing's ass! And Martial arts kicks everyone's ass!!!!!
Okay, enough of that. I assume you're here for the
story? Okay then, read on.
Remember, all questions, comments, concerns go to:
KThai123@cox.net. And if ya feel like flaming me, sure, send your
stuff to me too, though you will probably get a smart ass reply
for your trouble.
Thank you to anyone who is taking the time to read this!!!
And if you wish you can read some of my random musings at the
end of the story, so all of you who don't want to be sucked in by the
crazyness can leave if they want. ALRIGHT!
The Queen has spoken.
So it is written, so it shall be.
On with the words!!!!!
Chapter Two: Enter The Enemy
Jade paced the room nervously, his dark green hair out of
because of his nervous habit of running his hands through his hair, and
the two locks of silver that always stood out were slightly obscured.
He was going to wear a hole in the carpet but he couldn't help it. If
anyone else had been in the room, they would have been able to taste
his nervousness in the air. Finally the door opened and a voice inside
beckoned him inside. Jade's silver eyes went dark gray with fear.
Nevertheless, he walked in and dipped into a graceful bow, put one knee
on the floor, keeping his head bowed.
"Your Majesty," he said respectfully.
"Arise Jade," a deep voice bid him.
"Prince Damien, we have not located the one you seek yet."
"Another failure, Jade?" asked Damien, his eyes still downcast,
so Jade could not see them, but he could hear the menacing edge to the
Prince's voice. "And you had such hope for this batch of Senshi, too."
"I am sorry, Prince, but the one you seek was not among the
girls that we found. They were young, and dispatched quickly and
easily. We will find her, I swear it to you!" Jade said, his voice
heated.
Damien stepped out of the shadows, and Jade felt his fear
acutely. Damien's silver hair shone brightly in the light, and his two
locks of dark green hair stood out all the more. Damien's face was
without a single blemish, the skin pristine, if a little pale, the nose
straight, with a little aristocratic upturn at the tip, and his lush
mouth was set in a harsh line. But that wasn't what scared Jade, it
was the hard glint in the green eyes.
Quicker than Jade thought possible, Damien's hand lashed out
and grabbed Jade by the throat. With more than human strength, he
lifted Jade up more than a foot off the ground. "You know I do not
tolerate failure," said Damien harshly. "Even from my own brother. I
expect the best of you, as with everyone else."
"W-wait m-majesty, we th-think we might k-know where s-she is!"
Jade said, trying very hard simply to draw breath. As quickly as he
had lifted Jade, the prince released him and he dropped to the ground.
Jade inhaled quickly, trying to give his body back the oxygen of which
it was deprived.
"Explain Jade, before I change my mind about letting you live,"
said Damien dangerously, a glint in his eye, a vicious snarl upon his
handsome face.
After Jade had caught his breath, he stood up. "Well Prince,
we have located a planet which seems to have reports of Sailor Senshi
showing up. We do not know if she is among them, but if we sent
someone to attack we might be able to find out if the one you seek is
there."
"Very well. For your sake I hope we do find her. Now what is
the planet called?" Damien asked, his eyes gleaming with a light of
hope.
"Earth, your majesty," said Jade nervously.
"Hmm, the same Earth that was a part of the Silver Millennium?"
he asked.
Jade nodded. "Yes, but I believe Earth was never officially
part of the Silver Millennium."
"Then it is possible that the Queen might have sent them there.
We spent so much time thinking that the Queen would have sent them as
far away from the old Moon Kingdom as possible, lest their enemies
return, we did not even think of checking in that solar system," said
Damien almost to himself, then he turned and addressed Jade directly.
"Go and set coordinates for Earth." There was a finality in his tone
that was utterly dismissive and Jade lost no time in haling ass out of
the room.
'Soon,' he thought to himself. 'Soon you will be mine, and
together we will rule the universe!' He licked his lips in
anticipation. Soon he would have all that he had ever wanted, and
searched for, for so long.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* end of story*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Begin random musings.
Te he. The leprechauns will never get my lucky charms. And neither
will dirty boys in parks at 11:00pm at night. HA! Now THAT is a funny
story.
Hey, would you guys like to hear one of my random theories on
teeagers and rebelling??? (Yes Princess, I hear you protesting out
there, but you are the MINORITY I tell you!) And for anyone who is
wondering, I am a teenager.
Okay, here goes. Society often speaks about teenagers and
rebelling, and many people say "Rebelling is just a phase. All teenagers
go through it at one point or another."
So, if rebelling is something that all teenagers do, and it is
expected of them, is it really rebelling? Or is it conforming to
society's view of them?
And if rebelling is conforming, than would acquiescing to your
parent's and the communities edicts be, in actually, rebelling?
Or perhaps this is what society wants us to think, that in our
'rebelling' against rebelling, we are actually 'conforming' to their
will.
Trippy, ain't it?
Now remember, I use 'they' loosely, and I don't mean to make it
seem as if the world is against us and all that.
This is a curious thing that just occured to me when I was
having a conversation with a friend, and I thought it worthy enough
to bring forward. This is just a condensed version of my theory, but
what do you think? Or I suppose it is not a threory, but just a....
well, a random musing.
Oooootay. Well, ta ta for now. I'll leave you with that thought.
Bu bye!!
here. I don't own yadda yadda yadda. Sorry Chapter 1 didn't come out
last week. It was a mistake on my part. I sent it in on time, but I
Forgot to make sure the text looked spiffy and all, so you get two
chapters in one! Yeah!
Okay, anyway. Thanks again to the Princess of Random, for
forcing me to go take ballroom dancing lessons!!!! Damn you I say!
Te he, it was fun. But just for the record, raving kicks ballroom
dancing's ass! And Martial arts kicks everyone's ass!!!!!
Okay, enough of that. I assume you're here for the
story? Okay then, read on.
Remember, all questions, comments, concerns go to:
KThai123@cox.net. And if ya feel like flaming me, sure, send your
stuff to me too, though you will probably get a smart ass reply
for your trouble.
Thank you to anyone who is taking the time to read this!!!
And if you wish you can read some of my random musings at the
end of the story, so all of you who don't want to be sucked in by the
crazyness can leave if they want. ALRIGHT!
The Queen has spoken.
So it is written, so it shall be.
On with the words!!!!!
Chapter Two: Enter The Enemy
Jade paced the room nervously, his dark green hair out of
because of his nervous habit of running his hands through his hair, and
the two locks of silver that always stood out were slightly obscured.
He was going to wear a hole in the carpet but he couldn't help it. If
anyone else had been in the room, they would have been able to taste
his nervousness in the air. Finally the door opened and a voice inside
beckoned him inside. Jade's silver eyes went dark gray with fear.
Nevertheless, he walked in and dipped into a graceful bow, put one knee
on the floor, keeping his head bowed.
"Your Majesty," he said respectfully.
"Arise Jade," a deep voice bid him.
"Prince Damien, we have not located the one you seek yet."
"Another failure, Jade?" asked Damien, his eyes still downcast,
so Jade could not see them, but he could hear the menacing edge to the
Prince's voice. "And you had such hope for this batch of Senshi, too."
"I am sorry, Prince, but the one you seek was not among the
girls that we found. They were young, and dispatched quickly and
easily. We will find her, I swear it to you!" Jade said, his voice
heated.
Damien stepped out of the shadows, and Jade felt his fear
acutely. Damien's silver hair shone brightly in the light, and his two
locks of dark green hair stood out all the more. Damien's face was
without a single blemish, the skin pristine, if a little pale, the nose
straight, with a little aristocratic upturn at the tip, and his lush
mouth was set in a harsh line. But that wasn't what scared Jade, it
was the hard glint in the green eyes.
Quicker than Jade thought possible, Damien's hand lashed out
and grabbed Jade by the throat. With more than human strength, he
lifted Jade up more than a foot off the ground. "You know I do not
tolerate failure," said Damien harshly. "Even from my own brother. I
expect the best of you, as with everyone else."
"W-wait m-majesty, we th-think we might k-know where s-she is!"
Jade said, trying very hard simply to draw breath. As quickly as he
had lifted Jade, the prince released him and he dropped to the ground.
Jade inhaled quickly, trying to give his body back the oxygen of which
it was deprived.
"Explain Jade, before I change my mind about letting you live,"
said Damien dangerously, a glint in his eye, a vicious snarl upon his
handsome face.
After Jade had caught his breath, he stood up. "Well Prince,
we have located a planet which seems to have reports of Sailor Senshi
showing up. We do not know if she is among them, but if we sent
someone to attack we might be able to find out if the one you seek is
there."
"Very well. For your sake I hope we do find her. Now what is
the planet called?" Damien asked, his eyes gleaming with a light of
hope.
"Earth, your majesty," said Jade nervously.
"Hmm, the same Earth that was a part of the Silver Millennium?"
he asked.
Jade nodded. "Yes, but I believe Earth was never officially
part of the Silver Millennium."
"Then it is possible that the Queen might have sent them there.
We spent so much time thinking that the Queen would have sent them as
far away from the old Moon Kingdom as possible, lest their enemies
return, we did not even think of checking in that solar system," said
Damien almost to himself, then he turned and addressed Jade directly.
"Go and set coordinates for Earth." There was a finality in his tone
that was utterly dismissive and Jade lost no time in haling ass out of
the room.
'Soon,' he thought to himself. 'Soon you will be mine, and
together we will rule the universe!' He licked his lips in
anticipation. Soon he would have all that he had ever wanted, and
searched for, for so long.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* end of story*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Begin random musings.
Te he. The leprechauns will never get my lucky charms. And neither
will dirty boys in parks at 11:00pm at night. HA! Now THAT is a funny
story.
Hey, would you guys like to hear one of my random theories on
teeagers and rebelling??? (Yes Princess, I hear you protesting out
there, but you are the MINORITY I tell you!) And for anyone who is
wondering, I am a teenager.
Okay, here goes. Society often speaks about teenagers and
rebelling, and many people say "Rebelling is just a phase. All teenagers
go through it at one point or another."
So, if rebelling is something that all teenagers do, and it is
expected of them, is it really rebelling? Or is it conforming to
society's view of them?
And if rebelling is conforming, than would acquiescing to your
parent's and the communities edicts be, in actually, rebelling?
Or perhaps this is what society wants us to think, that in our
'rebelling' against rebelling, we are actually 'conforming' to their
will.
Trippy, ain't it?
Now remember, I use 'they' loosely, and I don't mean to make it
seem as if the world is against us and all that.
This is a curious thing that just occured to me when I was
having a conversation with a friend, and I thought it worthy enough
to bring forward. This is just a condensed version of my theory, but
what do you think? Or I suppose it is not a threory, but just a....
well, a random musing.
Oooootay. Well, ta ta for now. I'll leave you with that thought.
Bu bye!!