Chapter 6
"I am so
sick and tired of being locked up in here," Alex growled,
smashing her fist against the brick and crystal wall.
"Trust
me when I say you're not the only one, Alex" Michelle told her,
sitting up in her bottom bunk.
"Be patient, you two,"
Trista said , who was laying down on the bunk above Michelle's.
"Everything will work out in the end."
"Do you
know something that we don't?" Alex asked, turning around so
that she was looking at Trista and Michelle.
Trista only smiled
and repeated, "Everything will work out in the end."
"You
do, don't you?" Michelle accused, getting off of the bunk and
standing up. "You know more than what you're telling us."
"What I know I have told you."
"Did you know
that this was going to happen to us?" Alex accused, knowing that
as Sailor Pluto and the Guardian of Time, Trista had the power to
look into the future and to go back into the past.
Trista remained
silent and just stared up at the ceiling. After a few minutes, she
asked, "Have either of you been keeping track of the time since
we've been placed here?"
"What does that have to do
with anything?" Michelle asked, not understanding what keep
tracking of the time had to do with anything.
"Answer the
question. Have either of you been keeping track of the time?"
Both of them shook
their heads in reply.
"No," Alex replied. "Why?"
Her eyes still
staring at the ceiling, Trista replied, "It's been two and a
half years since Nemesis's attack on Crystal Tokyo started."
"But that just means that we've been stuck in here for two
and a half years," Michelle said. "So?"
"However,"
Trista began, wanting to get both, Michelle and Amara, to understand
something, "It has been four years since Prince Diamond's
death."
Suddenly, the two other Sailor Scouts' eyes widened as they realized what Trista was trying to get through to them.
"The four
years have already passed," Amara said, surprised that they had.
"But that means" Michelle began, but Trista cut her
off.
"Exacty," the eldest of the Scouts said, knowing
what Michelle was going to say and turning over onto her side so that
she was looking at the other two. "That is why we must be
patient. Everything will work out in the end. Trust me on that."
Alex sighed and sat
down, her back against the cold crystal and brick wall. "Trista,"
she began.
"Yes, Alex?"
"Did you know what was
going to happen?"
"What do you mean?"
"Did
you know what was going to happen two and a half years ago?"
Alex repeated.
"What do you think?" she asked Alex, her voice calm and peaceful. "Do you think I knew?"
Alex was silent, puzzled by Pluto's question.
Reenie,
Lillian and Kara hadn't been walking for too long when Lillian
quietly asked Reenie, "So, who is this friend of yours that owns
this apartment?"
"Actually, two of my friends own the
apartment," Reenie replied, "Melissa Austin and Kristy
Kirsta."
"Kirsta," Lillian said, thoughtfully.
Why does that name sound so familiar? she wondered. Lillian knew that
she knew the name from somewhere, but she couldn't remember why.
Suddenly, she knew why. "Rodney Kirsta," she said, "Wasn't
he Kristy's brother?"
Reenie smiled,
remembering Rodney and nodded. "Yes," she replied.
"Too
bad he couldn't have come back here with you," Lillian told the
princess.
Of all the CT Sailor Scouts, Lillian was the only one who knew just how much Reenie had liked Rodney Kirsta. In fact, while the other Sailor Scouts had forbidden Reenie to see him, Lillian was the only one who would let her. When the two had gone out, Lillian had always lied to the others about where Reenie would be going that night, saying that the two of them were going to the mall.
Of course, Lillian never actually went to the mall with Reenie. Instead, Lillian would drop Reenie off at Rodney's, then Reenie and Rodney would go out on their date. It had been that way for more than three and a half years. . . Lillian lying for Reenie while she went out with Rodney. The day before they were to head back home to the future Reenie had broken up with Rodney saying that she and Kara were going back to Canada.
Reenie nodded in agreement. She would have given anything if Rodney had been able to come back to the future with her, but they couldn't change the past without having major changes in the future. Not like that would have been so bad, Reenie thought, knowing that she would love to go back into the past and prevent Nemesis from taking over Crystal Tokyo and killing her family. "Too bad," Reenie agreed.
After that, the two
of them were silent for a while, Kara walking ahead of them both, not
even listening to their conversation. Lillian was the first one to
break the silence.
"Reenie?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry about what happened."
"Thank
you," Reenie said quietly.
"If you don't mind me
asking, how did you find out?"
Reenie sighed. She
didn't mind Lillian asking her. Of all the other CT Scouts, Lillian
was the only one she felt was her true friend. The one she could
trust with anything. "Melissa told me," she confessed. "I
saw her on the news, then went out searching for her apartment. I
guess I figured that she could give me a few answers to some of my
questions. Like what happened to Crystal Tokyo."
"You
do realize how big of a risk you were taking, do you not?"
Lillian asked, surprised that Reenie would do that. "I mean,
what would have happened had Melissa not been on our side, but
Nemesis's? She could have turned you in and then who knows what would
have happened."
"Lil, truth be told, those risks didn't even enter my mind when I thought to go see Melissa. The only thing I thought was that she was my friend once, and even though Nemesis rules over Crystal Tokyo, there was no reason why she wouldn't be my friend today."
Lillian shook her
head. She couldn't believe that Reenie had taken such a stupid risk.
Then again, the princess had trusted her gut instinct in the past
when she had chosen to believe Malachite, Zoicite, Neflyte, and
Jedaite even when no one else would and she had been right. "I
just hope Kirstein doesn't find out about that," was all Lillian
said. "She would be steaming mad that you took such a risk like
that, especially since you were all by yourself."
"You
guys really have to learn how to trust my instincts better," she
told her friend. "I want you guys to trust my decisions and
those decisions will be based on my gut instinct."
Lillian nodded and smiled. "I am starting to learn that, Reenie," she said. "I am really starting to learn that."
"Sire! Sire!" Collins cried as he came rushing into the throne room.
The king sighed impatiently and stood up from his throne. "What is it now, Collins?" he asked, sick of this little worm being head of his security team.
Maybe I should have
him executed in front of the city and the rest of my soldiers and
staff? the king thought, as he looked at the pathetic Collins. Let
them see what happens once they begin to disappoint me.
"Important
news, Sire," Collins replied. "The Scouts have destroyed
two of our hover cars!"
The king rolled his
eyes and looked at the little man. "Really, Collins," he
said, a bored tone in his voice. "That is nothing new!"
Anger began to take over the bored tone. "They have destroyed
hundreds of our hover cars! What I think is important news is when
they are CAPTURED! WHICH YOU HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO DO!" The king
roared those final words out.
"Ye... Yes, Sire,"
Collins stuttered, now a bit afraid. "I know, Sire. But that is
not the important news I have come to tell you."
"What
is it then?" the king asked, the anger gone and the bored tone
again in his voice.
"There was a fifth Scout with them,
Sire," Collins replied, "She was the one who our hover cars
were chasing."
The king's eyes perked up at the sound of this. "A new Scout?" he asked, curiosity and amusement in his voice.
Collins nodded.
"Yes, Sire," the terrified head of security replied. "One
that looks like the Sailor Moon character from the legends
and..."
"And the one we fought against and killed the
day we won Crystal Tokyo," the king said, thoughtfully. "The
one who killed my father."
"Yes, Sire," Collins
said nodding his head, no longer afraid and knowing that his king was
now a bit more interested.
"But how?" the king
wondered, "If we killed her the day that we won Crystal Tokyo,
then how can it be her?"
"If you do not mind, Sire,"
Collins began, "I think I may have the answer to that
question."
"Out with it!"
"Well,"
Collins began, a bit more nervously then before because the king had
yelled, "There are some differences between this Scout and the
one we killed when we won Crystal Tokyo."
"Like?"
the king asked.
"Well," Collins began, "Unlike the
one we killed, this one had pink hair. Also, she appeared to be quite
younger than the other one."
"But what does that mean?"
the king wondered aloud.
"I do not know, Sire,"
Collins replied.
"About those kids," the king
began.
"Yes?"
"Those kids that were sent into
the past," the king began. "Has anything been heard about
them?"
Collins shook his head in reply. "No, Sire," he said. "There have no reports or any sightings. Why?"
The king shrugged.
"A crazy idea, Collins," the king said. "Just a crazy
idea, that's all."
"Very well, Sire," Collins
said. "May I leave now?"
"Yes, you may," the
king replied, waving his hand towards the door.
Quickly, Collins ran from the throne room, glad that his king was pleased with the information he had told him.
"A crazy idea," the king muttered to himself once the door had shut behind Collins and he was sitting back on the throne that had once belonged to King Endymion. "Yes. That's just what it is. A crazy idea."
