----I do not own Sailor Moon, so please don't sue this poor, POOR girl! I think you guys are getting the message. I don't have anything!! If I did own Sailor Moon, I sure wouldn't be sitting in front a computer, I would be eating strawberries dipped in chocolate on plush rug in Paris listening to classical music all day. ----

Lead Astray

Chapter 3

"We have found her, your Highness." One of the four priests who usually spoke for the others had tracked down King Marshu in the middle of the kingdom. He found Marshu covered in sweat and dirt, trying to help rebuild the what was left of the main city, by hammering a temporary wall which connected to a temporary building for shelter for the people. He turned towards the priest. It had been three weeks since the devastation that had occurred on his planet. Since that fateful night he lost everything, the priests had been looking for Marshu's equal in strength in spirit and magic to bring back to Venjuta to rebuild the kingdom and to track down the 'bright and clear woman' whom the dark beings seemed to be in search for. Marshu stared hard at the priest and said "Tell me everything" He started to walk towards to what was left of the main castle, trailing behind him the priest tried in vain to keep up with his highness.

"She is found in a galaxy, 200 light years away, your highness. She is of great importance in her galaxy. She also fights to protect her world with a group of other beings, who seem to be of the same importance, though their essence of power is nothing in comparison to her aura of power and her desire to protect those she cares for, which is everyone. Her life line is very vague, it seems to just suddenly appear in the 20th century, sire, as her followers, but her magic lines seems to be in connection of the planet she resides on, and as well as the other surrounding planets. Her power is great and her spirit is strong. She is indeed your match, sire." The priest spoke to the solemn king, who was sitting at the center table inside the temple.

"Let me see her" Marshu demanded quietly.

"Yes, sire" the priest answered. The four priests gathered around the center table, along side the king and started to chant in a foreign language. Suddenly an image appeared at the center of the table. A beautiful blond haired angel appeared before Marshu and he gasped. " What planet is she from, priest"

"It's a planet called Earth, though sire, it seems that there is trouble for this girl and her followers, perhaps we can use her problems to lure her away from her planet?" The priest asked the King. Marsha continued to stare at the image before him as he asked "What problems?"

The priest had watched the girl for the last week. They had the power through the God's to view what no normal beings or magic beings could. They had watched her fights against her scouts, the loss of her love, and the hardships the young girl had in her life. Although, during the times they had witnessed her life, they were unable to view her past or future life. They did not know she was a princess in her past or future. But they deemed her as a political being of her world. For such a being to have power and control over the beings who fought with her in battle, they assumed her standing on Earth was one as a princess of sorts though political. And where they saw the sadness and fights with the very scouts she fought beside, also had fought against her, and here the priests saw their opening to lure her into their solar system.

The priests turned to the king and told him everything they knew. And soon a plan was forming and everyone was to be part of it, to save their kingdom, to save their planet.

In the weeks to come the priests had used every ounce of old magic to transport their king to and from the blue planet, Earth. He would go just to watch her, to find all of her weakness and strength with his own eyes. And in turn he realized she was perfect, though young. He watched all fights and battles with her fellow scouts, enemies, and even family. He watched her like one would a chess game, waiting for the perfect time to execute the perfect move.

He concluded that her fellow fighters and friends did not see her true potential, and her so called love of her life did not love her, and what family turned such an angel away in tears. It seemed that fate would have it that Marshu only saw Serena in times of sadness and pain, and this only added conviction that she was truly his mate. For she only endured pain on her planet and he was waiting for the right time to introduce himself to his angel to take her away.

Each time he returned to Venjuta, his convictions grew that the priests were right, that she was his equal. Though some things didn't sit right with him. 'She cries for those who hurt her' ' And she cries for that bastard who turns her away, when she offers her love for him...why?' Marshu paused in his thoughts. He turned towards the window and looked down on his kingdom. With firm resolution he spoke out loud in the corridor of his rooms. "It doesn't matter, she will be mine, for my kingdom, for my planet!" At that, Marshu firmly walked out of his room, calling for the priest to start preparing.