Arieslily17: *Peeks out timidly* I'm back…New story! It's a bit darker than my other stories. If you have questions about stuff, feel free to ask, and to know why/ how Rei and Trunks are together, see my other story, Meditations. It's like that. This is the sort-of sequel I mentioned. Or just accept that they were already together.
Okay, you know the drill. Standard disclaimer, blah, blah blah. I think by now we all know none of us own Sailor Moon or DBZ. Sole property rights go to Naoko Takeuchi and Akira Toriyama...Fair Use Laws and all of that…
...However, I do own Malus, a character of my own design and of course, any mentions of Phoenix Lily Firestorm.
On to the story.
Prologue: The Promise
Footsteps...
She was trapped in a long, dark corridor. There was someone following her. Silently she moved, hoping to evade her would-be pursuer.
"Somehow," she thought, "there must be a way out."
Hiding in shadows, she crept out stealthily, moving around a corner and into...a big open room. She was unarmed and untransformed. This was not good. No weapons to help her, no shadows to hide in. A booming roar of sound rang out around her then...
She found herself in the middle of a field, dressed in senshi uniform. Around her lay the bodies of her fallen comrades. Blood everywhere. A scream...then another body fell. It was her princess... A laugh rang out, then many voices at once. A figure in black came up to her, brushed back her blood soaked bangs, caressed her tear-stained face, and smiled an eerie smile. The voices kept growing louder and louder, moaning and wailing in pain. She herself was trembling in fear as the dead gray eyes of the man before her bore into her soul. Then, all of a sudden, everything stopped.
Silence.
He spoke. "I have watched you for millennia. Watched and waited. But no more. I am coming for you. Soon it will be over..."
"No!" The senshi of Mars gasped as her eyes flew open and she sat up in bed. It was horrible. Never before had she seen mass destruction and utter devastation like that. Not even the visions before the Messiah of Silence and the battle with Pharaoh 90. There was absolutely nothing left. A part of her hoped it was nothing more than a very, very bad nightmare. But she knew better. The truth was that this was the future ahead of them, if this new villain came. The dark man's terrible, impassioned voice was still ringing in her mind. He sounded so cold and his eyes…they were vile. If eyes were the windows to the soul, then this man did not have one. They held nothing in them, as if they were merely cold gray glass. She wanted to call a meeting of the senshi, to tell them all she could so they could begin preparing. But it was late, and she did not wish to wake them from their sleep over a silly fear that may come to nothing.
Thinking she had shaken the last vestiges of the vision from her troubled mind, she rolled over to go back to sleep. But just as she was about fall back to sleep, almost convincing herself that the nightmare was nothing more than that, she heard the final promise…
"Soon."