I hope all of you are liking my second story. A LOT more stories are coming! I hope they don't suck....

Disclaimer: Sailor Moon isn't mine. Never was, never will be. But maybe when I'm a millionaire...

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The four outer scouts sat around a rock, thinking of what they should do. Neptune had her face buried in her hands. Saturn was staring off into space. Uranus was banging her head against a rock. Pluto was drawing things in the dirt with her time key. Suddenly, Amara stopped making dents in her cranium.

"I thought of something!" She cheered.

The other three looked at her. "WHAT IS IT?" They chorused.

Uranus opened her mouth to speak, but then stopped and started banging her head again. The others sweatdropped and continued to do...nothing.

Then Hotaru had an idea. "Pluto, you can control time, right?" She asked Ms. Picasso.

"Um, yes. Why?" Pluto responded.

"Can't you make it so it's nighttime?"

"How am I supposed to do THAT?" Trista asked in bewilderment.

Saturn sighed, and pointed to the time key that Trista was using as a crayon.

Pluto blushed. "Oh....right..."

Pluto stood up, and waved her time key around, and pretty soon the hours passed like minutes. Soon, it was dark. Dark enough to see the night sky very clearly.

"What did Peekaboochu say to do again?" Neptune asked.

"He said to follow the North Star." Hotaru said, pointing at the gleaming ball of light in the black abyss of space.

So the squad of scouts continued along a path to the north. They were trudging through very thick woods that were dense with overgrowth, bugs, and political signs. Sailor Uranus got tired of seeing "Vote for Scorch W. Charizard: our future." over and over so she kicked the signs down as they went. Suddenly, they heard a faint noise in the distance. The sound of running water. They walked towards it, and discovered a waterfall and stream in a clearing. They sighed in relief, and began to walk towards it, but a voice called out to them.

"HALT, STRANGERS!" It said. A flutter of wings was heard behind the senshis, and they turned around. The strange creature had large blue butterfly wings, and blue skin. Standing about 5'4 in height, she wasn't very threatening, but her orange trousers, yellow shirt, and red hair tied to a ponytail at her side suggested she was a loner, and none to friendly.

"Urm, is this your territory?" Saturn asked slowly.

The nymph smirked. "It most certainly is. And you're trespassing! GIT!" She yelled.

"Since when do beautiful rivers belong to scrawny creatures?" Amara retorted.

The nymph's blue eyes narrowed. "Who the hell are you?" She huffed.

"We are the Outer Scouts." Pluto spoke up.

The narrow eyes of the nymph widened in horror as realization hit her. She bowed before them respectively.

"Forgive my rudeness, oh great ones," She said. "the prophecy said you would arrive! I'm glad you are here!" She stood up. "I'm supposed to help you defeat the rocket faeries."

"What's your name?" Michelle asked.

The blue nymph bowed again. "I am called Misty." She said.

"How exactly can you help us?" Uranus questioned.

Misty smiled. "I can create healing waters that will restore your energy. And I can command water, and stuff."

So the five continued north to the citadel of the faeries. Then Saturn asked Misty: "What about the other two nymphs? Ash and Brock? Have you heard of them?"

Misty stopped walking for a second. The she spoke coldly: "How can I not heard of them? Us three are the only nymphs left on Hugemsquezzums."

Saturn gasped. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know-"

"You don't need to apologize. Your not exactly locals here." Misty interrupted quickly.

They continued to walk. The other three heard what she said but didn't say anything. Then Saturn gathered the courage to ask another question.

"What happened to them?"

Misty turned to Hotaru with a hurt look in her eyes. Not because she was offended, but because of the memories. Of her family, her friends, and her former life.

Misty sighed, then began to explain. "Our way of life was peaceful. We were very happy. We coexisted well with the Pokemopolans, and everything was great. Until...THEY came. The rocket faeries flew to the north one night from their dying planet. A few of the nymphs from my village went to greet them...but never came back. One of them was my father. We waited days, weeks, months, years....but we never saw them again. We received word that they were killed the moment they entered the faerie settlement. And one night...they swooped down and the village was set on fire. My mother hid me in a secret cave under our house to protect me. I...heard lots of screaming. Especially my mother's. She...was being raped by one of the faeries, and I heard her dying cry when it finally killed her. I tried to cover my ears, but all the agonizing cries echoed in my head...." Misty slumped to the ground in a faint. She was too overwhelmed by sadness to continue. The scouts rushed to her side.

"We should camp here tonight. We can't continue on when she's in this state." Pluto said. The others nodded in agreement. They made makeshift beds with straw, and let sleep come over them.

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