Okay, people, here's the first chapter! Thank you to the reviewers, it really is appreciated. And, of course, keep on reviewing! Hope you like this chapter! I don't own Sailor Moon. By the way, the girls are all nineteen.
Winds of Betrayal
Chapter One
It was a bright, sunny day on Earth, warm and inviting. Prince Endymion of Terra smiled happily as he rode out into the bright plains of Earth's capital, Elysion. He loved his land very much and it always put him into a good mood. Four men rode beside the tall, dark, and handsome Prince (AN: ^~^ drooling....)
The first was a lean, athletic looking man, no more than twenty-four, the same age as the Prince. He had light, leaf green eyes and long, goldish-blond hair that he kept in a ponytail. He, too, was smiling, a smile that would melt any woman's heart. General Zoisite was a playboy, and proud of it. He wore his uniform, with its blue piping on otherwise white material, with pride.
Beside him was a ruggedly handsome, devil-may-care rouge, probably twenty-five years old. He, too, was a blond, only his hair was kept shorter, and it was more sunny than gold. His eyes were a cheery, laughing blue, that, combined with that reckless type of handsome, could also make him look like a little boy. General Jadeite, if possible, was more of a play boy than Zoisite, who wore his red-piped uniform like it was a trophy, something women tripped over their feet to get to when they saw it. Which they did, quite often.
The third man was more of the 'guy-next-door' kind of handsome, twenty-five or twenty-six, with long, auburn hair let loose in the wind, and sparkling brown eyes. He was the tallest of the five men, and was built like a god. General Nephrite's mysterious ways, combined with the most charming smile a woman could find and green-piped uniform, was a magnet for women, just like his two other comrades.
The last man, and probably the only one who did not appreciate female attention placed on him, was tall, with broad shoulders and a commanding attitude. His countenance was forever serious and brooding, which did, much to his discomfort, attract women. He was known as the 'Gray General' for he had silvery hair that went to his shoulders (completely natural, mind you) and granite-like eyes. General Kunzite was the commanding General, gray (obviously) piping his uniform which he wore with honor.
But at the moment, the five men had no cares in the world, content in racing through the open pastures of the land. For the past three weeks, they had been quelling rebellions within the people of the land, and trying to make sure that peace reigned over all. Endymion's father, King Hephestus, and mother, Queen Gaia, had thought him old enough to make his own decisions, and therefore allowed him to fully handle the problems on his own. Lucky him.
"Endy! Endy, hold up!" Zoisite called as he slowed down is stallion to a halt. The others followed suite,until they were all stopped and looking at him in question.
"What's wrong, Zoi? Going to fast for you?" Endymion laughed merrily, his deep, saphire eyes sparkling brilliantly.
Zoisite shook his head, "No, Prince Airhead, but we may be going to fast for the horses," he glared at him, "They are animal's, you know, and we can't keep them at this hard pace. Besides, I am getting hungry, and figured it a nice place to stop and take a break."
"Zoi, you're a bottomless pit, you're always hungry," Jadeite taunted as Zoisite got off his horse.
The previous man swirled, eyes filled with mock-indignation, "Hey, boy, wanna say that again?"
Jadeite, as well as the other men, were off their horses, walked up to him, smiling impishly, "Yeah, ya eat to much!"
"Wanna bring it?" Zoisite said, puffing up his chest. "Huh? Huh? Wanna bring, big boy?"
With a silly battle-cry, Jadeite launched himself at the smaller General and the two scuffled good naturedly. Nephrite, Kunzite, and Endymion looked on in amusement as the two jokers rough-housed with each other. Would they ever grow up!"
"Surrender!" Jadeite cried as he pinned Zoisite down.
"Never!" The latter replied, throwing Jadeite away and down as well.
Nephrite rolled his eyes, "Will you two ever grow up?"
Jadeite, whose back was being pressed into the ground by Zoisite's knee, said smartly, "Well, dang. I thought three was grown up!"
"If your three, then how old is Zoisite?" Kunzite asked with such a deadpanned face that it almost looked like he was serious. That was Kunzite for you: dry humour was his forte.
Endymion hooted with laughter, slapping Kunzite on the back, "Boo-yah! Dis, all the way! Points for Kunzite!"
Zoisite glared at Kunzite, although it contained no anger, while Jadeite and Nephrite laughed as well. Kunzite just smiled wryly as he and his two other companions not currently wrestling with each other began to set up the picnic that Nephrite had made for them. Endymion carried a wicker basket over to the blanket that Kunzite had set out, inhaling the aromas deeply.
"Wow, Neph, this smells real good!"
Nephrite bowed, "Thank you, thank you. I know."
Jadeite rolled his eyes as he and Zoisite stood up and brushed themselves off, "Gee, and how humble you are."
The brown haired General just laughed and nodded cheerfully as he and Kunzite sat down on the blanket, followed by Jadeite, Zoisite, and Endymion. They began eating and bantering amongst themselves, having a very good time.
"So, Endy, how's it going with Beryl," Zoisite asked slyly, all ready knowing the reaction. And he wasn't disappointed.
Endymion blushed deeply, a harried look coming into his eyes, "That Lady is totally scary. She just won't take no for an answer! Everywhere I turn, there she is, waiting to accost me with her horrid presence. I swear that awful woman is stalking me! She won't leave me alone!"
All the General's, even Kunzite, roared with laughter. Bery had shown up in court about ten years ago, when Endymion was still young. But once he turned eighteen, she had begun to do everything possible to get him to notice her. She even went into his bathing area while he was in there! Endymion had never been so embarassed in his entire life!
"Hey! Stop laughing! You don't have some psychotic woman following you everywhere, even your private chambers!" Endymion cried indignantly, sitting up straighter.
"We're ::giggles:: not laughing ::giggles:: at you ::giggles:: we're laughing ::giggles:: with ::giggles:: you!" Nephrite said through his giggles.
"Naw!" Jadeite said, shaking his head, "We're laughing at you!"
"Yeah, well," Endymion retorted, "What about Lady Kristen? Huh?"
Jadeite immediately stopped laughing at the mention of the psychotice woman who was practically stalking HIM. He blushed and muttered something under his breath as the others began to gig him about the woman whom he couldn't quite seem to shake.
"What is that, Jade? I didn't quite hear you," Zoisite said, placing a hand to his ear sarcastically.
The blond General glared at him, "Hey, boy, I can still whip you. Don't start."
"Bring it, loser."
Kunzite hung his head, saying, "Oh boy, hear we go again." He meant, of course, the verbal abuse the two were flinging at each other about past women who didn't take no for an answer. All in good meaning, of course, for none of them could truly say anything offensive unless they were extremely angry.
The others continued to eat and watch in amusement as the two blond Generals began to play-scuffle again. Nothing good ever get boring with those two around. Fortunately for Endymion, those two's goofiness were meted out by Nephrite's and Kunzite's level-headedness. It was all ready obvious to Endymion that the woman who was going to claim Zoisite or Jadeite's heart would have to be more serious to level out their recklessness, and likewise with Kunzite and Nephrite needing someone more playful and fun-loving. However, he did not know what type of woman he would need...
Kunzite stiffened suddenly, going on instant alert. He had hear something coming from the forest near them and knew instantly that it wasn't any animal making the noises. Nephrite and Endymion looked toward him in question, and even Zoisite and Jadeite quit messing around. Kunzite was born in a village that was well known for its tracking abilities, which also included quite excellent hearing.
His hard, gray eyes scanned the thick trees before them, taking everything in. The wind blew softly, moving the branches of the trees lightly in a swaying motion, but he knew it was not the trees that made the sounds. No, it had to be a group of people.
He stood, his hand going to his sword, and the other four men stood as well. Endymion looked to him, asking him if he saw anything yet. "No, my Lord," he answered softly, his bow shaped lips forming a thin line (AN: think Orlando Bloom....drools some more^~^).
At first, he missed the slight movement among the shadows, concentrated on another spot. But he saw it the second time, and he drew his sword, as did the other men beside him.
"Did you see that?" Nephrite hissed, looking at the spot where the shadow had shifted slightly.
Endymion nodded, "Yes. I did. Come, show yourself! We know you are there!" He called out.
It seemed as if whoever stood in the shadows paused, surprised that they had been caught. They must not have been from around here, for if they were, they would have known it was futile to sneak up on the Gray General. No one moved for a moment, and the five men knew that whoever was there seemed to be waying options.
"I would not try to run off, for we know you are there and will follow you," Jadeite said, as if recognizing what the person might have done.
"I have no intention of running," a soft, but firm, feminine voice said from the shadows, with an odd accent, surprising all the men. They weren't expecting a woman to answer them.
Zoisite, unsure of what to do, stepped forward slightly, "Who are you? Show yourself."
"I am not accustomed to greeting someone with a sword at my throat," the voice said in amusement. "Is it your custom to welcome guests in such a manner?"
"We do not like being followed, my Lady," Nephrite reasoned.
As if nodding in understanding, the voice said, "I appreciate that, for I would not like it either. But that does not mean I would come out knowing that I could meet an untimely end by a sharp object a little earlier than I planned."
"We shall put our swords away if you come out into the light," Jadeite said.
A soft chuckle came from the shadows, "Agreed."
The Prince and his Generals sheathed their swords and then stood still. Out of the shadows came a beautiful blond woman, half of her long hair pulled back into two braids. She wore an odd black leather suite with orange ribbing, and her sunny blue eyes were mellow and calm, but amusement still lingered in the deapths of those orbs. Strapped to her curvy hips was a long sword in the same black and orange leather that she wore. Endymion figured her to be no more than nineteen.
"I am sorry if I startled you. It was not my intention. Please forgive me," she said in a tranquil voice, regarding them serenely.
"Who are you?" Kunzite asked.
"My name is Minako, and you?" She asked, looking towards him.
"I am General Kunzite, and this is General Zoisite, General Jadeite, General Nephrite, and Prince Endymion of Terra," Kunzite said, expecting her to bow, which she didn't.
Instead, she regarded Endymion with an odd look, "Funny. I would have thought you would look different. Excuse me gentlemen, but I must be on my way now."
"Will you not bow for the Prince?" Jadeite asked in indignation, taking one step forward.
She arched an eyebrow at him in amusement, "Must I? He is not my Prince. But beside that, I show respect to those who have earned it. And thus far, the Prince has done nothing to earn my respect, for I have just met him."
The men stared at her in awe. This woman, in odd clothing with an odd accent, would dare to disrespect the Prince of the whole Earth.
"B-but he is the Prince of the Earth! Of course he is your Prince!" Zoisite stuttered.
However, the woman smiled wearily at him, as if she were greatly burdened, "If it would make you feel better, I shall bow. Nonetheless, it is not done out of respect." With that said, she bowed ever so faintly, proving that she did it only for convention.
"Where are you from, Lady Minako? And who are you?" Endymion asked.
She smiled vaguely, "My home is near yet far. And I am myself, Prince."
His eyes nearly crossed in frustration, she was giving him no answers! "That does not answer my question!"
"I can not tell a lie, Prince, but neither shall I tell the truth." She turned and was about to leave, but Kunzite grabbed her slim arm before she got away.
"We are not done yet."
Slowly, she turned to face him, her eyes tired, but determined, "Let go of my arm."
A shadow moved from behind her, and Kunzite's eyes widened, "Are there more of you?"
"What a silly question. Do you think she would be traveling alone in such a barbaric place," a dark, husky voice said from the dimness of the forest.
Again, the Generals and Endymion drew their blades, minus Kunzite, who still held Minako. The latter tilted her head ever so slightly, the amusement back in her eyes. "Will you kill us now, Prince Endymion?"
"Tell your friend to come out of the shadows," he ordered.
Laughter, deep and sensuous, came from the second female, her accent odd yet different from Minako's, "Why not ask us yourself, Prince. Or do you think us phantoms, whom obey the will of Minako?"
"Us?" Jadeite asked, "There are more?"
"Yes, good General, us."
Out of the shadows came three more women, dressed similar to Minako, only with different colored ribbing. The woman whom had presumably been speaking to them, for she smiled darkly and mysteriously, stood before them with crossed arms, her long, raven hair pulled into a low ponytail that reached just to the middle of her backside. Strapped to her legs were two odd looking knives, and her ribbing was red.
On her left was a petite, shy looking woman with blue eyes, and blue hair. Apparently blue was her color, for her ribbing was blue as well as the whip she held. On the left was a tall brunette, bearing a bow, with green eyes and green ribbing on her leather outfit. The men looked at them in surprise.
"I suggest you let her go," the brunette growled, glaring at Kunzite angrily, clenching her hands into fists.
Kunzite let Minako go abruptly, and she walked, unruffled, back to the raven haired girl. "Gentlemen, these are my commrades, Ami, Rei, and Makoto."
"Commrades? Are you in the military?" Nephrite asked.
The one called Rei looked at him severely, "That is our business, not yours."
The petite, blue haired girl, Ami, placed a slender, black gloved hand upon Rei's arm, "Be still, Rei. They would, after all, be curious about four women popping out of the bushes like daisies."
Minako snorted in laughter, and the five men couldn't help but snicker at the analogy Ami had made.
"That sums it up, Lady Ami," Zoisite said.
"We apologize, Prince Endymion, but we can not, at this moment, risk letting much known about us. However, we can tell you that we are glad we ran into you, for you are who we were searching for. We have come to request your assistance," Minako said, in control again.
Endymion cocked his head to one side, looking at the four very beautiful, very dangerous looking women before him. What an interesting day this turned out to be. "How can we help you?"
"We are missing someone very important to us. We need your help to find her."
Well, end of chapter one. Hope you liked it. Review, please, and I'll try to get the next chapter up soon. I tried to make it kind of a cliff hanger, but it probably isn't a very good one. Also, do you think I should have a sister for Endymion? And if so, how old should she be and if she is old enough, should she have a love interest? Let me know! Your input does help! Thanx. See you next chpater!
Winds of Betrayal
Chapter One
It was a bright, sunny day on Earth, warm and inviting. Prince Endymion of Terra smiled happily as he rode out into the bright plains of Earth's capital, Elysion. He loved his land very much and it always put him into a good mood. Four men rode beside the tall, dark, and handsome Prince (AN: ^~^ drooling....)
The first was a lean, athletic looking man, no more than twenty-four, the same age as the Prince. He had light, leaf green eyes and long, goldish-blond hair that he kept in a ponytail. He, too, was smiling, a smile that would melt any woman's heart. General Zoisite was a playboy, and proud of it. He wore his uniform, with its blue piping on otherwise white material, with pride.
Beside him was a ruggedly handsome, devil-may-care rouge, probably twenty-five years old. He, too, was a blond, only his hair was kept shorter, and it was more sunny than gold. His eyes were a cheery, laughing blue, that, combined with that reckless type of handsome, could also make him look like a little boy. General Jadeite, if possible, was more of a play boy than Zoisite, who wore his red-piped uniform like it was a trophy, something women tripped over their feet to get to when they saw it. Which they did, quite often.
The third man was more of the 'guy-next-door' kind of handsome, twenty-five or twenty-six, with long, auburn hair let loose in the wind, and sparkling brown eyes. He was the tallest of the five men, and was built like a god. General Nephrite's mysterious ways, combined with the most charming smile a woman could find and green-piped uniform, was a magnet for women, just like his two other comrades.
The last man, and probably the only one who did not appreciate female attention placed on him, was tall, with broad shoulders and a commanding attitude. His countenance was forever serious and brooding, which did, much to his discomfort, attract women. He was known as the 'Gray General' for he had silvery hair that went to his shoulders (completely natural, mind you) and granite-like eyes. General Kunzite was the commanding General, gray (obviously) piping his uniform which he wore with honor.
But at the moment, the five men had no cares in the world, content in racing through the open pastures of the land. For the past three weeks, they had been quelling rebellions within the people of the land, and trying to make sure that peace reigned over all. Endymion's father, King Hephestus, and mother, Queen Gaia, had thought him old enough to make his own decisions, and therefore allowed him to fully handle the problems on his own. Lucky him.
"Endy! Endy, hold up!" Zoisite called as he slowed down is stallion to a halt. The others followed suite,until they were all stopped and looking at him in question.
"What's wrong, Zoi? Going to fast for you?" Endymion laughed merrily, his deep, saphire eyes sparkling brilliantly.
Zoisite shook his head, "No, Prince Airhead, but we may be going to fast for the horses," he glared at him, "They are animal's, you know, and we can't keep them at this hard pace. Besides, I am getting hungry, and figured it a nice place to stop and take a break."
"Zoi, you're a bottomless pit, you're always hungry," Jadeite taunted as Zoisite got off his horse.
The previous man swirled, eyes filled with mock-indignation, "Hey, boy, wanna say that again?"
Jadeite, as well as the other men, were off their horses, walked up to him, smiling impishly, "Yeah, ya eat to much!"
"Wanna bring it?" Zoisite said, puffing up his chest. "Huh? Huh? Wanna bring, big boy?"
With a silly battle-cry, Jadeite launched himself at the smaller General and the two scuffled good naturedly. Nephrite, Kunzite, and Endymion looked on in amusement as the two jokers rough-housed with each other. Would they ever grow up!"
"Surrender!" Jadeite cried as he pinned Zoisite down.
"Never!" The latter replied, throwing Jadeite away and down as well.
Nephrite rolled his eyes, "Will you two ever grow up?"
Jadeite, whose back was being pressed into the ground by Zoisite's knee, said smartly, "Well, dang. I thought three was grown up!"
"If your three, then how old is Zoisite?" Kunzite asked with such a deadpanned face that it almost looked like he was serious. That was Kunzite for you: dry humour was his forte.
Endymion hooted with laughter, slapping Kunzite on the back, "Boo-yah! Dis, all the way! Points for Kunzite!"
Zoisite glared at Kunzite, although it contained no anger, while Jadeite and Nephrite laughed as well. Kunzite just smiled wryly as he and his two other companions not currently wrestling with each other began to set up the picnic that Nephrite had made for them. Endymion carried a wicker basket over to the blanket that Kunzite had set out, inhaling the aromas deeply.
"Wow, Neph, this smells real good!"
Nephrite bowed, "Thank you, thank you. I know."
Jadeite rolled his eyes as he and Zoisite stood up and brushed themselves off, "Gee, and how humble you are."
The brown haired General just laughed and nodded cheerfully as he and Kunzite sat down on the blanket, followed by Jadeite, Zoisite, and Endymion. They began eating and bantering amongst themselves, having a very good time.
"So, Endy, how's it going with Beryl," Zoisite asked slyly, all ready knowing the reaction. And he wasn't disappointed.
Endymion blushed deeply, a harried look coming into his eyes, "That Lady is totally scary. She just won't take no for an answer! Everywhere I turn, there she is, waiting to accost me with her horrid presence. I swear that awful woman is stalking me! She won't leave me alone!"
All the General's, even Kunzite, roared with laughter. Bery had shown up in court about ten years ago, when Endymion was still young. But once he turned eighteen, she had begun to do everything possible to get him to notice her. She even went into his bathing area while he was in there! Endymion had never been so embarassed in his entire life!
"Hey! Stop laughing! You don't have some psychotic woman following you everywhere, even your private chambers!" Endymion cried indignantly, sitting up straighter.
"We're ::giggles:: not laughing ::giggles:: at you ::giggles:: we're laughing ::giggles:: with ::giggles:: you!" Nephrite said through his giggles.
"Naw!" Jadeite said, shaking his head, "We're laughing at you!"
"Yeah, well," Endymion retorted, "What about Lady Kristen? Huh?"
Jadeite immediately stopped laughing at the mention of the psychotice woman who was practically stalking HIM. He blushed and muttered something under his breath as the others began to gig him about the woman whom he couldn't quite seem to shake.
"What is that, Jade? I didn't quite hear you," Zoisite said, placing a hand to his ear sarcastically.
The blond General glared at him, "Hey, boy, I can still whip you. Don't start."
"Bring it, loser."
Kunzite hung his head, saying, "Oh boy, hear we go again." He meant, of course, the verbal abuse the two were flinging at each other about past women who didn't take no for an answer. All in good meaning, of course, for none of them could truly say anything offensive unless they were extremely angry.
The others continued to eat and watch in amusement as the two blond Generals began to play-scuffle again. Nothing good ever get boring with those two around. Fortunately for Endymion, those two's goofiness were meted out by Nephrite's and Kunzite's level-headedness. It was all ready obvious to Endymion that the woman who was going to claim Zoisite or Jadeite's heart would have to be more serious to level out their recklessness, and likewise with Kunzite and Nephrite needing someone more playful and fun-loving. However, he did not know what type of woman he would need...
Kunzite stiffened suddenly, going on instant alert. He had hear something coming from the forest near them and knew instantly that it wasn't any animal making the noises. Nephrite and Endymion looked toward him in question, and even Zoisite and Jadeite quit messing around. Kunzite was born in a village that was well known for its tracking abilities, which also included quite excellent hearing.
His hard, gray eyes scanned the thick trees before them, taking everything in. The wind blew softly, moving the branches of the trees lightly in a swaying motion, but he knew it was not the trees that made the sounds. No, it had to be a group of people.
He stood, his hand going to his sword, and the other four men stood as well. Endymion looked to him, asking him if he saw anything yet. "No, my Lord," he answered softly, his bow shaped lips forming a thin line (AN: think Orlando Bloom....drools some more^~^).
At first, he missed the slight movement among the shadows, concentrated on another spot. But he saw it the second time, and he drew his sword, as did the other men beside him.
"Did you see that?" Nephrite hissed, looking at the spot where the shadow had shifted slightly.
Endymion nodded, "Yes. I did. Come, show yourself! We know you are there!" He called out.
It seemed as if whoever stood in the shadows paused, surprised that they had been caught. They must not have been from around here, for if they were, they would have known it was futile to sneak up on the Gray General. No one moved for a moment, and the five men knew that whoever was there seemed to be waying options.
"I would not try to run off, for we know you are there and will follow you," Jadeite said, as if recognizing what the person might have done.
"I have no intention of running," a soft, but firm, feminine voice said from the shadows, with an odd accent, surprising all the men. They weren't expecting a woman to answer them.
Zoisite, unsure of what to do, stepped forward slightly, "Who are you? Show yourself."
"I am not accustomed to greeting someone with a sword at my throat," the voice said in amusement. "Is it your custom to welcome guests in such a manner?"
"We do not like being followed, my Lady," Nephrite reasoned.
As if nodding in understanding, the voice said, "I appreciate that, for I would not like it either. But that does not mean I would come out knowing that I could meet an untimely end by a sharp object a little earlier than I planned."
"We shall put our swords away if you come out into the light," Jadeite said.
A soft chuckle came from the shadows, "Agreed."
The Prince and his Generals sheathed their swords and then stood still. Out of the shadows came a beautiful blond woman, half of her long hair pulled back into two braids. She wore an odd black leather suite with orange ribbing, and her sunny blue eyes were mellow and calm, but amusement still lingered in the deapths of those orbs. Strapped to her curvy hips was a long sword in the same black and orange leather that she wore. Endymion figured her to be no more than nineteen.
"I am sorry if I startled you. It was not my intention. Please forgive me," she said in a tranquil voice, regarding them serenely.
"Who are you?" Kunzite asked.
"My name is Minako, and you?" She asked, looking towards him.
"I am General Kunzite, and this is General Zoisite, General Jadeite, General Nephrite, and Prince Endymion of Terra," Kunzite said, expecting her to bow, which she didn't.
Instead, she regarded Endymion with an odd look, "Funny. I would have thought you would look different. Excuse me gentlemen, but I must be on my way now."
"Will you not bow for the Prince?" Jadeite asked in indignation, taking one step forward.
She arched an eyebrow at him in amusement, "Must I? He is not my Prince. But beside that, I show respect to those who have earned it. And thus far, the Prince has done nothing to earn my respect, for I have just met him."
The men stared at her in awe. This woman, in odd clothing with an odd accent, would dare to disrespect the Prince of the whole Earth.
"B-but he is the Prince of the Earth! Of course he is your Prince!" Zoisite stuttered.
However, the woman smiled wearily at him, as if she were greatly burdened, "If it would make you feel better, I shall bow. Nonetheless, it is not done out of respect." With that said, she bowed ever so faintly, proving that she did it only for convention.
"Where are you from, Lady Minako? And who are you?" Endymion asked.
She smiled vaguely, "My home is near yet far. And I am myself, Prince."
His eyes nearly crossed in frustration, she was giving him no answers! "That does not answer my question!"
"I can not tell a lie, Prince, but neither shall I tell the truth." She turned and was about to leave, but Kunzite grabbed her slim arm before she got away.
"We are not done yet."
Slowly, she turned to face him, her eyes tired, but determined, "Let go of my arm."
A shadow moved from behind her, and Kunzite's eyes widened, "Are there more of you?"
"What a silly question. Do you think she would be traveling alone in such a barbaric place," a dark, husky voice said from the dimness of the forest.
Again, the Generals and Endymion drew their blades, minus Kunzite, who still held Minako. The latter tilted her head ever so slightly, the amusement back in her eyes. "Will you kill us now, Prince Endymion?"
"Tell your friend to come out of the shadows," he ordered.
Laughter, deep and sensuous, came from the second female, her accent odd yet different from Minako's, "Why not ask us yourself, Prince. Or do you think us phantoms, whom obey the will of Minako?"
"Us?" Jadeite asked, "There are more?"
"Yes, good General, us."
Out of the shadows came three more women, dressed similar to Minako, only with different colored ribbing. The woman whom had presumably been speaking to them, for she smiled darkly and mysteriously, stood before them with crossed arms, her long, raven hair pulled into a low ponytail that reached just to the middle of her backside. Strapped to her legs were two odd looking knives, and her ribbing was red.
On her left was a petite, shy looking woman with blue eyes, and blue hair. Apparently blue was her color, for her ribbing was blue as well as the whip she held. On the left was a tall brunette, bearing a bow, with green eyes and green ribbing on her leather outfit. The men looked at them in surprise.
"I suggest you let her go," the brunette growled, glaring at Kunzite angrily, clenching her hands into fists.
Kunzite let Minako go abruptly, and she walked, unruffled, back to the raven haired girl. "Gentlemen, these are my commrades, Ami, Rei, and Makoto."
"Commrades? Are you in the military?" Nephrite asked.
The one called Rei looked at him severely, "That is our business, not yours."
The petite, blue haired girl, Ami, placed a slender, black gloved hand upon Rei's arm, "Be still, Rei. They would, after all, be curious about four women popping out of the bushes like daisies."
Minako snorted in laughter, and the five men couldn't help but snicker at the analogy Ami had made.
"That sums it up, Lady Ami," Zoisite said.
"We apologize, Prince Endymion, but we can not, at this moment, risk letting much known about us. However, we can tell you that we are glad we ran into you, for you are who we were searching for. We have come to request your assistance," Minako said, in control again.
Endymion cocked his head to one side, looking at the four very beautiful, very dangerous looking women before him. What an interesting day this turned out to be. "How can we help you?"
"We are missing someone very important to us. We need your help to find her."
Well, end of chapter one. Hope you liked it. Review, please, and I'll try to get the next chapter up soon. I tried to make it kind of a cliff hanger, but it probably isn't a very good one. Also, do you think I should have a sister for Endymion? And if so, how old should she be and if she is old enough, should she have a love interest? Let me know! Your input does help! Thanx. See you next chpater!