Chapter 18 - Truths Be Told

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AN: Well for a moment I had writers block and didn't know if I could finish this chapter. Well I did so and on with the show. Thanks to all those who have reviewed this story. So far we have had battles and loss. If you thought we were coming to the end of this story well .not yet.

Please read and review. Its nice to know that people are reading this story and are enjoying it.

Sailor Moon is not owned by me, I am just borrowing the characters to create this story. Lexa and Abol of the Abyss are my creations.

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The Lord of the Abyss settled himself onto his throne as the last of the Void's natural light faded away. With a tentative hand he wiped his brow that had been bathed in sweat.

He was becoming impatient for the moment that Serenity would be his. Tonight she had bested him only due to the Crystal she held. Something needed to be done to either separate her from the Crystal or her change in heart. She was too darn powerful, even more powerful than her mother had ever been even.

In his sudden fury, his amber eyes began to glow like an ember in a fire and his fist connected to the first thing that connected with his fist; His hand mirror of sight. With a shatter the glass fell from the frame and fell on the floor like beads of rain sparkling in the candle lit chamber.

Sighing he picked up the remnants and through them to the other side of the room. It didn't matter in the least. All that mattered was his huge Golden mirror that hung in his private chamber.

Suddenly a light began to glow from the other side of the room. Its light silver in nature that he almost believed it was Serenity coming to him at last. Silver Flames exploded and at once before she even appeared, he knew it wasn't her; it was his Silver Warrior.

The Silver Warrior bowed low and careful as she faced her Lord and waited for his command.

She had always been loyal to him more loyal then anyone else in his Kingdom, even after the destruction of the Silver Millennium in which had taken the life of his Father. Even more loyal then his sister.

"You have done well in your destruction of the Sailor Scouts, but you have also disobeyed me in matters concerning Serenity. She is not to be harmed. Understood." He said in a very low foreboding voice.

She looked down and asked. "May I speak freely my Lord?"

He knew what she meant by asking that. His anger was one to be feared in his world as well as his temper. He nodded.

"Why go after her again, my Lord? We have broken free at last from the Void, after a millennium by puncturing through the temporal vortex. We can go any-where, do anything. Perhaps even start again. Don't you feel you owe your people that much? After all that has happened." The Silver Lady trailed off as her Lord's hands clenched and unclenched, as if trying to control his temper.

He closed his eyes and then opened them, its fiery embers dying and calmness returned. He smiled coldly that even brought chills to even the Silver Warrior's spine.

"Are you going against me now, my loyal Warrior? You, who had followed me for so long, after all we have gone through?"

The Silver Lady bowed slightly and replied, "I would never leave your side no matter what your decision. I am just trying to make you see from all angles of what your decision might do."

"Princess Serenity was betrothed to me. And The Earth Prince stole her away. My friend. MY BEST FRIEND! He had known that she was mine. Yet he interfered and took her love away from me. If he had never gotten involved, she would have fallen for me. He shall pay dearly and his precious planet with him."

"And will you also make the same mistake that brought the downfall of the Moon and the Silver Alliance! Killing the very one whom you were doing it for?" Another voice interrupted.

From the shadows a green-cloaked figure appeared, and immediately Abol scowled.

"Sister." he said with hatred in his voice.

"What are you doing here?"

"I am here to see if you have finally come to your senses after what you have done. To see if the deaths you have caused shocked you back onto the correct path. I see that I was mistaken."

"What are you talking about?" he sputtered angrily towards his sibling. "So the Scouts are dead. That leaves Serenity more open and the Prince more vulnerable."

Desperately the cloaked figure raised her arms imploringly. "Look at yourself brother. Look at the past. Your hatred and suppose love brought you to ally yourself with the enemy in the past and now! You are following the same path you did that locked you and our people here for a millennium and the downfall of a great Empire. Have you not learned anything?" she finished.

Abol's face glowed in anger as his eyes lit up with fury, however his posture and his mind was unfocussed. Hesitant.

For a millennium he knew what he wanted, had spent every waken moment he could to plan and dream of his revenge. Now he was unsure. Looking at the shards of glass for the first time in a millennium he didn't know what to do.



From his bedroom chamber, the Crystal Mirror flashed brightly then grew dark and cloudy. A low rumble could be heard from its depths.



Darien looked at the clock as it read 2:00 AM. Shaking his head he got up from the couch and went into the kitchen to make some coffee. It had been three hours since he arrived back at his place, carrying his precious burden in his arms.

Minutes after the enemy had disappeared and she had poured at her heart at the loss of her friends, the silver crystal flared up for just a moment and then died, leaving Serena as he had left her early in the night.

Almost as he left her, anyways.

She had collapsed against him from sheer exhaustion a moment later as he immediately scooped her up in his arms and whisked her away before anything else could appear.

Upon entrance, the guardians were about to speak, when they say the precious load he was carrying in his arms. He had carefully placed her back in the comforts of the bed and covered her as if she were a child.

She did not stir once.

Luna and Artemis had followed him into the kitchen and had made some strong coffee as he told of what had befallen him and the others that night and the loss that had taken place. His own heart had grown guilty that he had not been strong enough to protect them.

The guardians had cried out in despair and were drawn into Darien's arms as he tried to comfort them.

In midst's of tears and anger the guardians cried out their own guilt at not being able to help them when the Scouts had needed them. However no amount of tears or guilt could overlook one fact.

Serena.

Darien walked into the bedroom and saw her as she slept in peaceful slumber, the night's troubles not showing on her angelic face. He knew that once the dawn came she would need him. Would need all of them, of those remaining.

"She is strong, she will get past this. As will we all." A soft childlike voice said, disturbing the silence around him.

Looking around he noticed a small figure in the corner of the bedroom bathed in darkness and shadow.

He took a cautious step towards the figure, but a gloved hand came up stopping him in his tracks.

The moon's light still cascaded into the room as the figure stepped into the light so it could be seen.

The figure held a staff similar to that of the Time Guardian but instead of an orb she held a glaïve. Intuitively he knew who it was.

She was the child that with a wave of her hand could destroy an entire planet, or even a universe, a person who was feared but brought hope. She is both creator and the destroyer.

She is Sailor Saturn, the Soldier of Destruction.

And Darien couldn't have been happier to see anyone more in his life in these desperate times.

"Hotaru!" he whispered.







To be continued.