Sailor Christian Soldiers
Book One: Sailor Savior
Chapter Two
By Sere G
My child, you must listen . . .
Huh? Where am I?
You are dreaming, as you would call it.
Dreaming . . . when did I fall asleep? Oh, no! Mom and Dad!
Are beyond your help right now. The best thing you can do is to listen to me right now.
. . . Who are you?
I am the one who you have prayed to since you were a small child.
You're God? Yeah, right.
I am. When you were but five, you prayed to me that I would make 'Santy Clause' bring you that special dolly that you wanted so much.
Wow, you are God! Please forgive my disbelief, Lord.
Of course, child. I have brought you here for a reason.
Yes?
As you know, Queen Beryl has teamed up with Lucifer, and they have moved to begin taking over the world. Lucifer is doing this before he was supposed to. It was predetermined when the end is to come, and that time is not now.
I think I understand what you're saying . . . but what can I do about it?
Even though Hell's ruler has not held up his end of the bargain, I will still keep mine. I will not send my son back until it is time, and will not interfere directly. What I am going to do, instead, is bestow you with the power of my son's essence, transforming you into a holy soldier. It is you who must go and defeat Beryl and put Lucifer back in his place in my stead. It is you who must save the Earth!
WHAT?! Me? B-, but I'm just a fifteen-year-old girl! I can't stop a whole army all alone!
Do not worry, child, you will not be alone. Two other maidens have been chosen to be my soldiers, and I have sent someone else to help you, also.
Alright, Lord . . . I'll give it my best, at least!
Thank you, Rah'eesa. When you awaken, you will find a broach. It the Broach of the Savior, and will give you your powers when you wish to transform.
Ok… God?
Yes?
I can't promise you anything, but I will do my best. Thank you for choosing me for this honor.
Now, child, you must awaken!
Rah'eesa woke up with her head throbbing. She was buried under a pile of rubble, the remains of the wall. Sitting up, rubbing her head, she saw that the door was still open, and the room was empty except for a small white cat watching her intently.
She reached out a hand for the cat, and it slinked over to her, rubbing its nose up against her hand, the rest of its body following. It started pawing at the rubble beside the girl, and she moved to see what it was that it was pawing at. Right there was her tin chest that her mother had given her, so she picked it up, but saw that the cat was still trying to get at something else. Digging a little though the crumbled pieces of wall there, she found a locket on the ground about the size of a silver dollar.
Most of its surface was a dark blood-red, except for the edges where it was rimmed in gold and the golden cross that was on the locket, connected to the golden edge, separating the locket into four sections. From the bottom of the locket, attached by a small golden sphere, hung a smooth red stone, shape into a drop, with a little golden setting at the top where it was attached. It gleamed slightly through the dust, and, staring at it, Rah'eesa saw that it hadn't been just a dream.
Remembering her mother, she ran into the kitchen, but it was empty. There were signs of a struggle, and a large spot of blood was smeared on the floor. She looked down at the locket clenched tightly in her hand, and it blurred as tears filled her eyes. Her parents were gone. Dead.
She wiped her tears away. In honor of her parents, she would fulfill the mission assigned to her by God. Her eyes narrowed as she thought of Beryl and the rest of them; she would make them pay dearly for what they had done.
QS: You know what? Personally, I like how I write. Most of my fanfics, I write for the reviews, and stuff like that… but this one's different. This one's a special project for me. When I was around the age of eleven or so, I was really, totally into Sailor Moon and stuff, and I was also totally religious. I let my imagination wander, and decided I wanted to make my own Sailor Soldiers… Christian Super-heroes, the Sailor Christian Soldiers. It was just something I really, really wanted to do.
And now, seven years later, I came across the rough draft I wrote in an old folder of mine, and decided to rewrite it. It's just something that I really, really want to do. It's a challenge for me.
I don't care what anyone says, this story is here to stay. However, in the words of Rah'eesa, I can't promised you anything, but I will do my best. This is a story I feel sort of driven to write… If I quit, I'll let myself down.
