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."