Angel-Goddess - I'm glad you like the story so far, and yes Orphen is a major pain to work with, but that just makes it all the more fun, ya know? Yeah, I'm in yr 11, but I'm actually doing yr 12 Lit, so yes, I was shocked to get that mark, especially since the teacher hates me as I am always contradicting her, and I turn out to be right...

Anonymous - Thanks for your review. It makes sense doesn't it? To have an Orphen/Sailor moon xover, I'm actually surprised this is the 1st you have seen, there are a few about though they are hared to find. Yes I know it's fiction, but I've had a few horrible reviews about taking things out of context, and I don't want a repetition of that...

LP (LunarPrincess) - No this is not based on the game of Orphen but rather the series, though I agree with you, the game was cool! As to the romance, well you don't expect me to give that one away do you? That'll just ruin all my fun, but as it goes on I'm sure you'll be able to guess... I'm flattered that you like the way I write, and I'm glad you couldn't see any mistakes, as I have an annoying habit of changing tenses, or misspelling simple words... Question, what does tty stand for??

To any one else who reviewed, thank you, it was much appreciated!!

And if you are looking for something different to read, I suggest LP's Nobility, or Angel-Goddess's Blue Eye's.

As always I do not own the anime's used in this story but I wish I did as then I could quit working at KFC and have some fun with out getting covered in oil and abused by customers!!! LOL

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"Believe those seeking the truth, doubt those who find it"

Andre Gide 1869 - 1951

Chapter Three

She is here... The last of her race...

But why?

Because it must be

Yes, but why must it be? She was happy.

Was happy, but not now.

But how is being here going to help? She is away from all her friends; heartache and depression will be her companions in this world.

You are quick to assume. Watch and wait, you will see, happiness is in this world for her as well as sadness...

I hope you are right, because if you are not, we might not be able to fix it...

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Motoki's gaze lifted as the door creaked, and a frustrated Orphen walked in, his eyes clouded with shadow, and rimmed with lines of worry and fatigue. He didn't like this stranger. He hadn't even said thank you to Usagi for healing him, though it took most of her strength, due to her injuries, and the fact that she had healed Motoki earlier. He'd just stared at her in disbelief as she'd crumpled to the ground, and even after Motoki had picked her up, it took the man awhile to come out of his stupor and inquire about her health.

At least he'd made a poultice and dressed her wounds though, seeing as Usagi couldn't heal herself at the time...

If Usagi knew his thoughts she'd berate him, after all the man wasn't a stranger. He had given them a name, Orphen, and that meant to her that the three of them could no longer be strangers, as a stranger is only a stranger due to the lack of a name. But that did not change the fact that Motoki did not like him. There was just something about him, an abrasiveness to his character that was hard to get past. He might have been around the man for only a few hours, but in that short amount of time he had seen how he interacted with people, and he'd come to the conclusion that he was not a person one wanted as a friend, not for his Usagi.

No he didn't want to see her hurt; not if what he suspected was true. Mamoru had hinted at something over the phone, and he wasn't sure that he'd gone through with it, but he hoped he hadn't. For Usagi's sake he dearly wished that he hadn't.

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'That's it, I've had it! I'm cold and wet and just sick of this godforsaken place! I want to go home!' Cleao thought. Making up her mind, she got up off the wet asphalt, and straightened her saturated skirt, disentangling it from her legs, and stalked over to where her companion lay on the concrete, clothes leaking water and hair plastered to his face. How he'd slept through this was beyond her. "Wake up Magic Boy, we are going to find a way home now!" she yelled shaking his shoulders, causing his head to loll backwards and forwards as if he were a puppet.

"Huh... what do you mean find a way home, I am home..." Majic mumbled as his eyes slowly opened.

"What do you mean? This is so not home Majic, but if that is what you believe, take another look around!" she shouted waving with her hand at the buildings surrounding them.

Majic shook his head and looked up and glanced from side to side, 'okay there has to a logical reason for all this' he thought, 'it must just be another part of the country that he hadn't visited yet. Yeah that was it!' but if that was it why did Cleao look so frightened, after all she'd been around practically the whole continent. But then again, the buildings definitely were strange; I mean, how had the people managed to make the stone so smooth and straight, and stack it that high with out collapsing in on its self? And then there were the flashing lights. They were not magic. There was no aura encompassing them, to say how powerful the sorcerer who had created them was or give it a distinctive signature so you could tell who had worked the magic. It was definitely a sight to behold though.

"Oh would you snap out of it!" Cleao stated, her voice dripping with annoyance, at the boy with her who could be made speechless by the sight before them. Sure it was impressive, but that did not change the fact that they were currently standing outside in the middle of a storm, and in wet clothes. Nor that they had to find some shelter, so grabbing Majic by his shoulders, Cleao started out into the strange streets.

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Orphen looked up at the moon, its ephemeral glow highlighting the darkness around him, juxtaposing nicely with the turmoil inside him. Majic's dad was none to thrilled with the disappearance of his son, and he knew that it would be awhile before he would be welcomed in Totokana again. Majic's dad was a very influential man... still what more could he have done? He didn't even feel the magic that had taken Majic and Cleao away.

Sighing he walked down towards the lake. It was always peaceful here; the lake was his secret retreat where he had come after Azalie had been taken over by her own lust for power. Where he had spent many an hour practising spells and enchantment's for some how he knew that the only way to save his friend, and she could be saved, was to study as hard as he could and become the best sorcerer, as was his ability.

But now it held another purpose.

This place, according to the ancient texts, was a holy place; a place of reverence for it's long gone people, and a place of power. For over the decades of years that had passed, it had soaked up the essence of the spells that had been worked, and with this reserve of power, Orphen might stand a chance of bridging the gap between himself and Majic and if luck was with him, Cleao as well. Though that would be harder, for as far as he knew the girl had no magic of her own for him to connect with. Still it was worth a shot.

Kneeling before the lake, he stretched out his hands and placed them gently atop the water. Feeling the cool waters acceptance of his intrusion, Orphen slowly let his hands slide deeper into the lake, and concentrated on keeping his mind clear. When his arms were elbow deep, he stopped, and looked up at the moon, his eyes pleading from a stoic face, before summoning the spell that was needed, and gathering the power that had accumulated into him. He couldn't loose another friend, not when this one he could definitely save, if could just find out where he was, and well his guilt wouldn't let him live if he left the girl behind...

Looking back at the moon's reflection on the surface of the water, Orphen saw its glow intensify, causing the clearing to light up, before it died down once more.

He'd failed. The power gathered in this place was not enough to let him see what he needed. Sighing Orphen stood up, his face betraying for a slight second his disappointment, before it closed off once more, and he started his lonely trek.

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Usagi awoke to find her self leaning against something hard and warm, and in her drowsy state wondered how her bed had managed to become so uncomfortable in the space of a few hours sleep. Sighing she turned over, that didn't matter for the time been, what did was catching a few more Z's before her mum called her for breakfast and school...

Usagi's eyes widened in shock as she re-opened her droopy eyes and took a good look at what exactly she had been using as a pillow... Common sense told her that it wasn't possible, yet the sight that greeted her now wide-awake eyes, was one that she would think could never happen. There, still sound asleep on the couch was Motoki, and it had been his chest that she'd been using as a pillow. Rubbing her red-rimmed eyes; Usagi slowly sat up and moved as far away from him as she possibly could. He may be like a brother to her, but that did not stop this from being a very embarrassing situation, and one she hoped that was not to be repeated any time soon.

Stifling a yawn, she raked her brain for an inkling of exactly where her and Motoki were, and how they'd come to be in that situation, the last thing she could remember clearly, was Motoki smiling down at her reassuringly, and feeling a sense of inner peace. How they'd come to be here was a mystery to her, at least until she could find some food to help her brain function. A quick grin slid onto her face as she got up off the couch and started her quest for breakfast.

It didn't take long for her to find a hall that would lead to the kitchen of where ever they were staying; the smells wafting down it were intoxicating. And her nose never failed her! Humming happily Usagi stepped into the big stone room and gazed lovingly at the food that assaulted her senses. The kitchen was massive, and the benches had breads, vegetables and fruits strewn over them haphazardly. Clasping her hands in front of her, Usagi gave a little sigh of pleasure, before grabbing the nearest piece of fruit and biting into it, the tart juice of the apple dribbling down her chin. Taking another apple and a few strawberries to sedate her hunger, she decided to explore her surroundings whilst she finished her breakfast. For now that she had found the kitchen, she knew where to come when she ran out of supplies...

Stuffing the apple and strawberries in her pocket, she was shocked to feel something spongy by her side. Lifting her top up, her face contorted at the sight of a white bandage and a funny smell coming from underneath it. Gagging slightly, she dashed up the stairs and into the fresh air where she was immediately sick. Sitting up slowly, she brushed her golden hair out of her eyes, and fingered the bandage tentatively. Who ever had done it had done a good job, for it hadn't loosened over night and covered the wound on her back from the youma, also the surrounding area to stop it from getting infected. But the strange thing was she couldn't even feel her wound through the bandages, no soreness when she touched it. Unwinding the bandage, Usagi ran her hand over her back, her hand collecting residues from whatever the person had put on her injury before bandaging it to help with the healing, but could find no trace of swelling, or raised bumps to indicate where her wound had been.

Shivering slightly, Usagi stood up and looked around. She gasped as she realised exactly where she was standing. It was the clearing from yesterday, where that strange beast had appeared, that was human, yet at the same time wasn't, and the strange man in black had fought it... here, in this very spot. Spinning on her heal she caught sight of the house that she had come from and instantly placed it as the dark eerie building that neither her or Motoki had been able to make out the night before. Falling to her knees once more she realised with startling clarity that everything was real and not the mixed up dream she'd hoped. Her and Motoki really were stuck in a foreign land with no idea how they had gotten there, and no clues on how to get home...

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It stirred. Its head lifting slowly off of its paws, and gazed around its surroundings. Trees were straight ahead, and it could smell it. A glorious sent, a magic so strong it couldn't be of this world. It wanted it; it's lust for power would not let it ignore the new psychic sent on the wind.

Standing up, the beast tested its injured foot, and deemed it fit enough to walk on, before it left the cave at a slow gait, slowly but surely making its way towards the alluring mental scent.

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With a cry of triumph, Ami slapped her computer screen shut and stood from her desk. She'd found her! The only question now, was how they were going to retrieve her? Pushing her chair in, she went to walk out of the room she'd been occupying when a voice stopped her, "And just where do you think you are going Mizuno-san, hmm?" the teacher asked as she stepped from the front of the classroom to bar her progress towards the door.

"I... uh... was just..." shrugging her shoulders in defeat and going red in the face, Ami went and sat back at her desk, it had taken her three days to find their princess, and now she had a location, she was stuck in school for another four hours. 'I guess everyone has waited this long for some news, what is a few more hours?'

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Rei's patience was coming to an end. Everyone was here bar Minako, and it seemed that it didn't matter the occasion, the blonde haired scout would always be late. Sighing, and returning to her pacing, she resigned herself to the fact that it would be awhile before her and Makoto would hear Ami's good news, but that didn't stop her from getting angrier by the minute.

A slamming door and panting breaths announced the arrival of the waited on blonde, and all eyes turned to her waiting for an answer as to why she was late. But none was forthcoming, instead the girl turned to face Ami, "Well... did you find her?" she asked voicing the question neither Rei nor Makoto could bring themselves to ask.

At the question from Minako, Makoto unfolded herself from the beanbag, and Rei stopped her pacing, all eyes' turned attentively on the blue haired genius. "Well..." Ami hesitated, "I did find her..."

"I knew it!" Minako shouted triumphantly giving a cheer and a little victory dance before running over and giving Ami a big hug, "I knew you could do it!"

"I said I'd found her" Ami cut in to Minako's joyous cheers, "But..." at her added statement, Makoto and Rei stopped their celebrations and returned their stare to her, "I don't know how we shall retrieve her. For you see, somehow Usagi and Motoki have wound up on a different world. The only thing I know is that they are together and that the world they are currently on is filled to the brim with an arcane magic."

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It lifted its head to the wind. It was close now. Close enough to taste it. Soon, soon it would have that magic, and be back to its original form with more power than ever. Opening its mouth wide it let forth a vicious roar, and opened a rip in the clouds.

Coming out from the adjoining rip, it saw what it had been searching for. The one with all that power, the one who would be able to change it back.

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So what did you guys think? I'm sorry it took so long to update, but I've been bogged down with school work lately and have had very little free time to write when adding in the factor of work. Oh well as always please R&R!

Raye-chan