Chapter I
[ .the senshi chiron. ]
Migoto Keikan lay amongst the thick the blankets that covered the futon she slept on, pallid digits playing with the tag upon one of the blankets. It was winter, her favorite season. Frost dusted the pane of a window that over looked her family's large front yard. Blowing on the tag softly, the young female pulled her body forward to look at the ice covered pine and shrubbery.
The young woman was not the usual for her family bloodlines, her family barely saw her as their own, with burnt umber locks, and raw sienna, almost crimson orbs, that did not resemble their own blue orbs and inky ebony hair from their American-Japanese heritage. She was ivory skinned, they were wrapped in a shell of tanned cream. Not only was she physically different, her personality seemed the opposite of theirs, a dreamer, a loner, not the work driven, social butterflies that they were.
"… 'twas billig and the slithy toves did…" Keikan began to sing to herself, fingers continuing to play with the small slip of paper. The song/poem was infamous, the Jabberwocky. She'd heard it in her all time favorite movie. She was such a child at points… Yet it was the fantasy of it that drew her to it. She wished to sometimes fall down the rabbit hole and begin new…
Pressing her nose into the lavender and sage coloured cover, the female sighed lightly. Keikan had no wish to fall asleep…When she slept, she dreamt… Dreams of a time that never existed… Dreams of a version of herself that was not real… A version of Keikan that she wished could be real…
Strong. Determined. A vicious, power hungry bitch, as Kyoko, her best friend had put it when they talked about what they'd like to be someday. Kyoko found it funny her soft spoken, disappear into the cracks wished to be a "Manhattan executive bitch", of course they were Juuban, so it'd be a bit different than in the states… Yet there was always that edge to Keikan that made Kyoko second think her being surprised at that…
No matter how much Keikan did not wish to sleep, soon it claimed her, lulling her off into a world that she'd only remember as a dream…
The Silver Millennium
A time so long ago..
It was a fairy tale of Keikan's imagination, she was sure of it.
The perfect buildings. The people who seemed to be without flaw. And then whom seemed to be her alter ego… A warrior, but a lady.
Only at night was she in this form, the girl who was willing to fight to the death for a cause she believed. Yet the name she had made absolutely no sense to Keikan… Sailor Chiron. Sailor Chiron? Of course Keikan had read the manga Sailor V… Yet there was the paradox of her being a Senshi. Even in a dream.
Yet before the dream could even truly start that night a sound outside of Keikan's window, caused the girl to tumble back into reality…
"Come'on Harouxi-n… She's asleep we can't bother her… Why the sudden interest in Kei-Chan anyway?" Odd… The voice belonged to her friend Rein Kyoko…What was she doing here at- Keikan turned her head slightly to gaze at the face of her digital clock that read '2:26 AM'… At 2:26 in the morning?
Harouxi-n? Wasn't that Kyoko's new cat? Why would she be talking to her cat like she was a human? Keikan mumbled something to herself and buried her face into the pillow beneath her head… It was just a dream…
"Kyoko! It doesn't matter what time it is! Or if your friend is asleep! I know she's one of us." Odd… The voice held the same feel as the chortle that Harouxi-n made when Kyoko pet her.
Actually it was rather funny… Keikan had to be very tired to be hearing this. The girl cracked a small smile and pulled herself out of bed, curious to see what was really outside of her bedroom window…
Somewhere the fates were tickled pink, laughing at her… For below her window sat Rein Kyoko and her cat Harouxi-n. Kyoko was still within pajamas and her face was tickled cherry by the cool winter breeze. Locks of an off-red, more of a dusty desert sand red, rose behind Kyoko's hair, dancing in the breeze. A half breed like Keikan, yet Kyoko was half Irish, half Japanese, an odd but exotic look had come about because of the mixing of bloods.
Something within her friend's hand caught Keikan's attention though… A wand like object, not much larger than a pen, with a sphere balanced on the top end, water and stars falling throughout the sphere… It was mesmerizing to say the least…
Once again, the cat began to speak, and this time the burnt umber haired female actually saw it's mouth move, though she was too tired to act surprised. Plus. It was a dream, right?
"Just get a move on Kyoko! Keikan can rest up later! Plus if she's who I think she is I might be able to get my true form back from Espien…" The last bit was whispered, so neither girl heard it but the first part was loud and clear to Keikan's Irish-Japanese friend who began to attempt to climb one of the icy trees…
"Wait! Don't do that!" Her own voice surprised her, as did that she was hanging onto the edge of her window, climbing down on frozen vines. Keikan blinked at what lay below her, but continued down, her feet aching, yet she dismissed the thought, they were red and bloody, like her hands from being bare.
Kyoko jumped over to help her down, "Keikan! You could have at least grabbed shoes… Oh.. Give me your feet." Her sweet, always helpful pal had removed a garment of clothing, a second top, it was thinner than the outer one she wore, wrapping the torn fabric about Keikan's feet, Kyoko smiled to herself; she loved helping people.
"What are you doing here?" Keikan asked leaning forward as Kyoko fixed her feet up, watching her friend with a keen eye.
"Heh… Um…? Eh… Hard to explain? Does that suffice?" Kyoko seemed to be edgy about the reason she was there.
The ebony tiffany feline though seemed to be full of answers and jumped forward to explain, "Migoto Keikan, you have always felt you knew something else? Were someone else, correct?"
"I guess so…" The answer came simply without thought.
"You have dreams of a time that doesn't seem real… Something so ethereal, it confuses you? Where the people refer to you as Sailor Chiron?"
"Heh…" The girl blushed a bit and tapped her forehead, "You may want to become a psychic you could make a killing."
"I thought so." Out of nowhere the cat jumped into the air, and curled into a ball, bright light surrounding her.
"This is a very odd dream… Talking cats… Cats creating light…" Keikan sighed and rested her head on Kyoko's shoulder, who at the moment was fiddling with her pen.
The light began to disperse but before the henshin of Chiron appeared, a scream was heard in the distance…