Hi gang. I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to get this chapter out and
that it's shorter. But school has been crazy the last few weeks and I was
sick for a little while. I'll get the chapters out as soon as I can but
they will probably be spaced out a bit more than they were at first.
Thanks for all your support though, the reviews have been great. I do want
to address a few concerns that people have expressed. First of all, don't
worry people. I am a big fan of Serena/Darien and that's what this story
is going to be. I'm glad that you guys thought it would be an Amber/Darien
fic though because I was trying to trick you. ( Hopefully this chapter
will put your minds at ease a bit, but if it doesn't there will be more to
come. Second thing, I've noticed lately that there are some people out
there that don't like it when SM fanfics aren't centered on one of the SM
characters. I'll let you know right now that this fic will be centered
mostly on Amber, Darien, Serena, and maybe another character that you guys
don't know very well yet. I'm sorry, but these are the heads that I get
into the best so they're who I'm using. And last, some people don't like
that I'm making a character more powerful than Sailor Moon. I'm sorry.
Sailor Moon and her Silver Crystal are of the most powerful in the
universe, but it just doesn't make sense to me that no one would be
stronger than a line of royalty of a single moon of one galaxy. But if it
makes you feel any better, Sailor Moon will probably be the next step down
from Amber's character.
I hope that you readers stick with me because I love having you all. And please review after you're done reading because all support helps.
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Sailor Moon, but I do own Amber, Astrea, and all the other characters you've never heard of before. (
Chapter 4:
Astrea tried not to laugh and explained how to concentrate and power down without using any words. "Why do I need words to transform but not to de- transform?"
"Because dissipating power is much easier to control than gathering power. Someday you might be able to transform without words, but it will take practice and strength."
"What about my attacks?" asked Amber as they walked. "Do you know what they are and how to use them? Are you going to show me tomorrow?"
"I don't know exactly what your attack phrases are," said Astrea, "but I know what your abilities should be."
They arrived home and Amber hurried past her parents up to her room. They continued the conversation there in private.
"My abilities? What are they? Do I have them already?" asked Amber excitedly.
"You have some of them already and the Snow Crystal will heighten them," said Astrea. "The crystal isn't the source of your power but acts as a channel that can also strengthen them. Only you and the women of your bloodline can use the crystal. As for your abilities, I've already seen some of them in you. Look in to yourself and you'll see them too."
Amber looked at Astrea as if she had grown a second head. "Look in to myself and I'll find them," she said doubtfully.
"Trust me and trust yourself. Now, close your eyes and concentrate."
Amber took a deep breath and shut her eyes. Something deep inside of her mind and heart began to stir. A knowledge rose within her. As she said the word a breeze came from no where and went through her hair. "Wind."
"Yes, yes," said Astrea, thrilled for the girl. "Wind will always be around you and in you. The element is a part of you and nothing but God himself can break that bond."
Amber continued searching. "And something about my mind...I know things...before they happen sometimes. Like earlier today. And sometimes I can hear people...when they don't say anything I can still hear them talk."
"Yes, psychic powers are part of you, but they're very underdeveloped right now," said Astrea. "As you get a feel for you powers and use them more often they will grow. You will begin to know when the city is going to be attacked and where. You'll sense when the people you love are in trouble. And if you're really close to someone you'll be able to exchange thoughts with them."
"Is all this how you knew I was supposed to be Silver Star?" asked Amber.
"Yes, it had a great deal to do with it," said Astrea.
"Why am I her? Why was I chosen?" asked Amber.
"It is your destiny; your fate. Since before you were born it was known that you would be the protector of the universe and you would inherit the abilities necessary to do that job." Astrea worded everything carefully in her mind before she said them. She couldn't give away too much too soon.
"You know more that you aren't telling me," said Amber. "I can tell."
"You are correct," said Astrea. "But I can't reveal everything to you now. It's true that I know more of your history and what your role in everything is, but if I were to tell you everything now your mind would never accept it. You'd be sent in to a coma from the shock of it all. But I promise that you will understand more and know more everyday and I will fill in the gaps when I can. You life won't be a mystery for very long. Until everything is clear, have faith in what you already know. You told me a few hours ago that you felt like you were meant to protect the world with the Sailor Scouts. Even before you knew that it was your duty something inside of you realized that it was your destiny. Never forget that."
Amber opened her mouth to respond when she heard a phone ring.
A phone rang in the Johnson household and Amber's father was the first to reach it. "Konnichi wa," he said.
"Konnichi wa," said a deep, masculine voice. "Can I speak to Amber, please?"
"Sure, may I ask who's calling?"
"Chiba Darien."
"Darien, hello! I've heard so much about you from my wife and daughter. How are you today?"
"I'm well, Mr. Johnson. And you?"
"I'm fine. Hey, are you busy tomorrow night?"
"No..."
"Would you like to come over here for dinner? I'd love to get to know you."
"Ummm...that would be great. I'd love a good home cooked meal."
"Great. I'll get Amber for you now."
"Thank you, Mr. Johnson."
"No problem."
Amber's father called up to her, "Amber, Darien's on the phone for you."
"Darien?!?" Amber cried out, shocked and amazed. Then the expected events for today came back to her. "Oh yeah. I was supposed to meet him."
She found the phone in her room. "Hi Darien!"
"Hi Amber!"
"Sorry I didn't see you today. I felt like going for a walk. I guess I should have just told Andrew where I'd be."
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that. You see, I did find you. I followed the way I thought was right and it led me straight to you. How did you know that I'd find you?"
Amber tried to find an answer. She looked at Astrea as she spoke. "I'm not sure. I just knew that you would know. I feel like we already know each other, so I decided to test the ideas that are running around inside of me by not giving Andrew a location. I didn't see you so I thought it hadn't worked. But you found me?"
"Yeah. I saw you sitting on a bench with your cat. Then you looked off suddenly, got up, and ran away. I tried to follow but I lost you in the trees and then that monster attacked. You didn't get caught in it, did you?"
Amber smiled because Darien was worried about her. But she couldn't even hint at what happened and she knew it. She did her best not to lie. "No, I didn't get hurt. Did you?"
Darien also chose his words carefully. "Not a scratch on me."
There was a short silence when both people didn't know what to say next. "Well, that's all I called about, so I guess I'll see you tomorrow night," Darien said.
"Tomorrow night?"
"Yeah, your father invited me over for dinner," said Darien.
"Oh, okay," said Amber. "That's great. I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Goodnight Amber."
"Goodnight Darien."
After she had hung up, Astrea asked, "Who's Darien?"
"He's an intern that Mom knows from the hospital. I met him yesterday when I got lost trying to find Mom's new office. There's something different about him, Astea."
"So I gathered from your side of the conversation," the cat responded.
"There's just something very familiar about him. I feel like I already know him and he knows me. I already care a lot about him."
"Hmmm, I don't know why he's so special to you, but you should keep track of your feelings for him. They may turn out to mean something," said Astrea with a look in her eyes that told Amber not to ask any questions.
Amber sighed. "Okay. Well, I'm heading to bed. I'm exhausted."
She quickly changed into pajamas and said good night to her parents. "Goodnight Astrea," she said, crawling into bed.
"Goodnight Amber." The girl was asleep the moment her head hit the pillow. Astrea jumped onto her bed and curled up next to her feet. "Sweet dreams Princess."
***Dream*** Amber's point of view
I'm in a field. A meadow, full of red roses and daises. Thorns don't hurt my bare feet. I'm a child. A breeze flows in and catches my hair. It's long and completely silver. It sparkles. I say hello to the wind as it swirls around me. I always talk to the wind. We're friends. The sun is shining but not so brightly that I must shield my eyes. There's a tree in the distance. A huge tree with branches stretching out so high they touch the heavens.
There's something hanging from the tree. Even though it's far away I know what it is: a swing. I run to it and jump on the seat. I start pumping my legs back and forth but I'm too little to get any height. I feel hands land on my back and give me a push. I giggle with the joy of swinging and the knowledge that he is behind me. I turn my head and see him standing there laughing with me. He's just a boy, but older and taller than me. He's got crow-black hair and eyes the color of midnight sky. I can't really see anything else about him. I trust him completely. I know him. And I love him. We play like that, on the swing, for hours. And it feels like this is my life, my home.
Two people come toward us over the horizon. A man and a woman. The man has hair and eyes just like the boy and the woman has a mane of silver hair like mine that reaches well past her waist. They are both dressed elegantly. They beckon us to come to them. The boy waves and runs to join them. I stay on the swing. I'm confused. The boy and I look so much like them, like they're our parents. But how can that be possible? I want to be with them, but some part of me holds back. They can't be my parents. I shake my head in confusion. As I refuse to believe the thought running through my mind, that these people are my family, the image begins to get fuzzy. The people fade. I cry out, "Please, don't leave me. I don't want to go. Please!"
***End Dream***
Astrea opens her sleepy eyes at the sound of Amber's voice. She's whimpering, "Please...please..."
Astrea looks at the clock and reads 11:00AM. "It's almost lunch time," she says. "I'll go ahead and wake Amber up since her dream doesn't seem to be much fun anyway."
The cat walked up to Amber's face. The girl was tossing her head about, like she was trying to shake something away. Astrea softly called her name and pushed her head against Amber's. "Amber, wake up. The morning's almost over."
Amber's eyes snapped over. They had a glaze over them from the dream. She blinked a few times until she recognized her surroundings. "Oh, Astrea, I just had the strangest dream."
"Yes, I heard you talking. Tell, me, what did you dream about? Sometimes answers can lie hidden in dreams." The cat again hinted at knowledge Amber did not possess and the girl made a note of it and then described the dream to Astrea.
"Do you know what it means, Astrea?"
Astrea stayed silent for a few moments. She thought to herself, "She's remembering much faster than we thought she would. I wonder if the other girls had dreams this soon after their first transformation. I'll have to ask Luna and Artemis about that later. But I guess that since she does have mental abilities this is to be expected. I can't tell her about everything yet. She must discover more on her own."
Amber waited patiently for an answer and Astrea delivered, "I'm sure that your dream means something and sooner than we think it will make sense. Try to remember as many details from this dream and others you will have as you can. They could be important later. Now then, it's almost noon, so I suggest that you get dressed and downstairs before you completely miss breakfast."
Amber didn't think she would have much trouble remembering the dream. It was vivid and the details still stuck out in her mind. She decided to let Astrea off the hook and wait for information as it would come. "Okay, I'll throw on some clothes and head downstairs. Yummm, I can smell the bacon already."
Thanks people! See you next chapter!
I hope that you readers stick with me because I love having you all. And please review after you're done reading because all support helps.
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Sailor Moon, but I do own Amber, Astrea, and all the other characters you've never heard of before. (
Chapter 4:
Astrea tried not to laugh and explained how to concentrate and power down without using any words. "Why do I need words to transform but not to de- transform?"
"Because dissipating power is much easier to control than gathering power. Someday you might be able to transform without words, but it will take practice and strength."
"What about my attacks?" asked Amber as they walked. "Do you know what they are and how to use them? Are you going to show me tomorrow?"
"I don't know exactly what your attack phrases are," said Astrea, "but I know what your abilities should be."
They arrived home and Amber hurried past her parents up to her room. They continued the conversation there in private.
"My abilities? What are they? Do I have them already?" asked Amber excitedly.
"You have some of them already and the Snow Crystal will heighten them," said Astrea. "The crystal isn't the source of your power but acts as a channel that can also strengthen them. Only you and the women of your bloodline can use the crystal. As for your abilities, I've already seen some of them in you. Look in to yourself and you'll see them too."
Amber looked at Astrea as if she had grown a second head. "Look in to myself and I'll find them," she said doubtfully.
"Trust me and trust yourself. Now, close your eyes and concentrate."
Amber took a deep breath and shut her eyes. Something deep inside of her mind and heart began to stir. A knowledge rose within her. As she said the word a breeze came from no where and went through her hair. "Wind."
"Yes, yes," said Astrea, thrilled for the girl. "Wind will always be around you and in you. The element is a part of you and nothing but God himself can break that bond."
Amber continued searching. "And something about my mind...I know things...before they happen sometimes. Like earlier today. And sometimes I can hear people...when they don't say anything I can still hear them talk."
"Yes, psychic powers are part of you, but they're very underdeveloped right now," said Astrea. "As you get a feel for you powers and use them more often they will grow. You will begin to know when the city is going to be attacked and where. You'll sense when the people you love are in trouble. And if you're really close to someone you'll be able to exchange thoughts with them."
"Is all this how you knew I was supposed to be Silver Star?" asked Amber.
"Yes, it had a great deal to do with it," said Astrea.
"Why am I her? Why was I chosen?" asked Amber.
"It is your destiny; your fate. Since before you were born it was known that you would be the protector of the universe and you would inherit the abilities necessary to do that job." Astrea worded everything carefully in her mind before she said them. She couldn't give away too much too soon.
"You know more that you aren't telling me," said Amber. "I can tell."
"You are correct," said Astrea. "But I can't reveal everything to you now. It's true that I know more of your history and what your role in everything is, but if I were to tell you everything now your mind would never accept it. You'd be sent in to a coma from the shock of it all. But I promise that you will understand more and know more everyday and I will fill in the gaps when I can. You life won't be a mystery for very long. Until everything is clear, have faith in what you already know. You told me a few hours ago that you felt like you were meant to protect the world with the Sailor Scouts. Even before you knew that it was your duty something inside of you realized that it was your destiny. Never forget that."
Amber opened her mouth to respond when she heard a phone ring.
A phone rang in the Johnson household and Amber's father was the first to reach it. "Konnichi wa," he said.
"Konnichi wa," said a deep, masculine voice. "Can I speak to Amber, please?"
"Sure, may I ask who's calling?"
"Chiba Darien."
"Darien, hello! I've heard so much about you from my wife and daughter. How are you today?"
"I'm well, Mr. Johnson. And you?"
"I'm fine. Hey, are you busy tomorrow night?"
"No..."
"Would you like to come over here for dinner? I'd love to get to know you."
"Ummm...that would be great. I'd love a good home cooked meal."
"Great. I'll get Amber for you now."
"Thank you, Mr. Johnson."
"No problem."
Amber's father called up to her, "Amber, Darien's on the phone for you."
"Darien?!?" Amber cried out, shocked and amazed. Then the expected events for today came back to her. "Oh yeah. I was supposed to meet him."
She found the phone in her room. "Hi Darien!"
"Hi Amber!"
"Sorry I didn't see you today. I felt like going for a walk. I guess I should have just told Andrew where I'd be."
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that. You see, I did find you. I followed the way I thought was right and it led me straight to you. How did you know that I'd find you?"
Amber tried to find an answer. She looked at Astrea as she spoke. "I'm not sure. I just knew that you would know. I feel like we already know each other, so I decided to test the ideas that are running around inside of me by not giving Andrew a location. I didn't see you so I thought it hadn't worked. But you found me?"
"Yeah. I saw you sitting on a bench with your cat. Then you looked off suddenly, got up, and ran away. I tried to follow but I lost you in the trees and then that monster attacked. You didn't get caught in it, did you?"
Amber smiled because Darien was worried about her. But she couldn't even hint at what happened and she knew it. She did her best not to lie. "No, I didn't get hurt. Did you?"
Darien also chose his words carefully. "Not a scratch on me."
There was a short silence when both people didn't know what to say next. "Well, that's all I called about, so I guess I'll see you tomorrow night," Darien said.
"Tomorrow night?"
"Yeah, your father invited me over for dinner," said Darien.
"Oh, okay," said Amber. "That's great. I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Goodnight Amber."
"Goodnight Darien."
After she had hung up, Astrea asked, "Who's Darien?"
"He's an intern that Mom knows from the hospital. I met him yesterday when I got lost trying to find Mom's new office. There's something different about him, Astea."
"So I gathered from your side of the conversation," the cat responded.
"There's just something very familiar about him. I feel like I already know him and he knows me. I already care a lot about him."
"Hmmm, I don't know why he's so special to you, but you should keep track of your feelings for him. They may turn out to mean something," said Astrea with a look in her eyes that told Amber not to ask any questions.
Amber sighed. "Okay. Well, I'm heading to bed. I'm exhausted."
She quickly changed into pajamas and said good night to her parents. "Goodnight Astrea," she said, crawling into bed.
"Goodnight Amber." The girl was asleep the moment her head hit the pillow. Astrea jumped onto her bed and curled up next to her feet. "Sweet dreams Princess."
***Dream*** Amber's point of view
I'm in a field. A meadow, full of red roses and daises. Thorns don't hurt my bare feet. I'm a child. A breeze flows in and catches my hair. It's long and completely silver. It sparkles. I say hello to the wind as it swirls around me. I always talk to the wind. We're friends. The sun is shining but not so brightly that I must shield my eyes. There's a tree in the distance. A huge tree with branches stretching out so high they touch the heavens.
There's something hanging from the tree. Even though it's far away I know what it is: a swing. I run to it and jump on the seat. I start pumping my legs back and forth but I'm too little to get any height. I feel hands land on my back and give me a push. I giggle with the joy of swinging and the knowledge that he is behind me. I turn my head and see him standing there laughing with me. He's just a boy, but older and taller than me. He's got crow-black hair and eyes the color of midnight sky. I can't really see anything else about him. I trust him completely. I know him. And I love him. We play like that, on the swing, for hours. And it feels like this is my life, my home.
Two people come toward us over the horizon. A man and a woman. The man has hair and eyes just like the boy and the woman has a mane of silver hair like mine that reaches well past her waist. They are both dressed elegantly. They beckon us to come to them. The boy waves and runs to join them. I stay on the swing. I'm confused. The boy and I look so much like them, like they're our parents. But how can that be possible? I want to be with them, but some part of me holds back. They can't be my parents. I shake my head in confusion. As I refuse to believe the thought running through my mind, that these people are my family, the image begins to get fuzzy. The people fade. I cry out, "Please, don't leave me. I don't want to go. Please!"
***End Dream***
Astrea opens her sleepy eyes at the sound of Amber's voice. She's whimpering, "Please...please..."
Astrea looks at the clock and reads 11:00AM. "It's almost lunch time," she says. "I'll go ahead and wake Amber up since her dream doesn't seem to be much fun anyway."
The cat walked up to Amber's face. The girl was tossing her head about, like she was trying to shake something away. Astrea softly called her name and pushed her head against Amber's. "Amber, wake up. The morning's almost over."
Amber's eyes snapped over. They had a glaze over them from the dream. She blinked a few times until she recognized her surroundings. "Oh, Astrea, I just had the strangest dream."
"Yes, I heard you talking. Tell, me, what did you dream about? Sometimes answers can lie hidden in dreams." The cat again hinted at knowledge Amber did not possess and the girl made a note of it and then described the dream to Astrea.
"Do you know what it means, Astrea?"
Astrea stayed silent for a few moments. She thought to herself, "She's remembering much faster than we thought she would. I wonder if the other girls had dreams this soon after their first transformation. I'll have to ask Luna and Artemis about that later. But I guess that since she does have mental abilities this is to be expected. I can't tell her about everything yet. She must discover more on her own."
Amber waited patiently for an answer and Astrea delivered, "I'm sure that your dream means something and sooner than we think it will make sense. Try to remember as many details from this dream and others you will have as you can. They could be important later. Now then, it's almost noon, so I suggest that you get dressed and downstairs before you completely miss breakfast."
Amber didn't think she would have much trouble remembering the dream. It was vivid and the details still stuck out in her mind. She decided to let Astrea off the hook and wait for information as it would come. "Okay, I'll throw on some clothes and head downstairs. Yummm, I can smell the bacon already."
Thanks people! See you next chapter!
