Disclaimers standards apply. I do not own Sailor moon or Early Edition, however I do own Kayla.

A/n: Yes another one of my stranger crossovers, but I assure you this will all be worth it in the end. This story is inspired by the song I believe there are Angels Among Us. Preformed by Alabama, but written by a woman who came up with it due to some life altering events. This is not a song mind you, but please remember i said inspired by this song.

Chapter 1

The building creaked as wind whipped through the broken windows. Old beams buckled in protest as nails started to fly from the wood. Clouds of smoke dust and the like billowed up as the structure started to cave. Footsteps echoed as floor boards squeaked and groaned in protest. A figure walked around as if looking for something knowing full well that the structure could cave in around him.

What had drawn him there? He himself seemed confused, going in there expecting to die. Something had drawn him there, even predicted he would, then why not see it through? After all wasn't this his punishment for allowing someone else to die? Then he recalled something one of his friends had mentioned. "Just because the paper said you went in there doesn't mean you have to go."

If that were so then why was he walking around searching for an exit not expecting not to find one? Thoughts like this ran through his mind as he scanned the same paper that had drawn him to this place, searching for some clue to his death. Ge in truth hadn't gone past the headlines after hearing or rather reading about his death, the mear thought of such shocking even him, but now here stood trying to read the paper with the dim light that filtered through the broken and cracked windows..

The floor boards creaked once more beams starting to fall of there own accord. He glanced up from his reading to see the structure slowly falling in upon itself. :If only I had a little more light.: he thought to himself.

As if to answer his mental question, a heavenly glow lit the room as a figure approached him. As the light dimmed down he could see a young woman with silverly blonde hair that flowed down her back in twin rivers. Holding the rivers in place were twin buns held in place by two stain glass looking orbs on top . A breet adorned the exact middle directly in between.. On her forehead directly below that rested a gold teria with an oval shaped jewl with the exact same glass look to it. In the light the colored points looked to be a pink-purple color. She wore a sailor style suit with a deep blue and white sailor colur The body portion of it was white except for the mi-skirt which was blue. White elbow length gloves covered her hands the same color tips as her jewels on her head. A chocker also rested on her neck the same color but on it hung an upturned crescent moon with a cross dangling from it. On her chest she had a five pointed star shaped broatch. Each point repersenting a planet the last being the moon. A bow jetted from the sides of the broatch the same color as the tlove tips. She stood in knee high boots the same color as the bow.

"Who are you?" the man asked the strange girl. "You have to get out of here save yourself." he instructed.

"Things aren't always what they seam." she said taking a few steps forward only to have the already week floor give out from under her.

The young man dove after the fallen girl catching her wrist before she could fall to her death. Using her good hand she tried to grip onto his arm as he struggled to pull her up. "I tried to warn you." He told her as she clung to his arm like a lifeline.

"And, I told you, that things aren't always as they seam. You came in here expecting to die, but you have not. I came in order to stop you from allowing this place to become your grave." she stated simply.

"But, you'll die if I let go." the man continued.

"Maybe so, but I've suffered enough." the strangely dressed senshi stated, but as she spoke those words, wings sprouted from her back creating the same light that the man had seen moments before she appeared. Letting go she floated for several long moments before flying to the surface. Once on solid ground, she took the stranger to the nearest window. "Just trust me."

"But, this is crazy." the man stated not afraid to allow his voice to waver in the slightest every emotion he felt plainly known by the young girl.

"Hopson-san, onegai just trust me." she replied as they flew out the window and glided safely to the ground.

The man looked at her in shock. "How do you know me? Who are you?" He asked.

"Sailor Gwaten." she replied simply as her wings fluttered to life and she started to lift off the ground once more. Closing her eyes, the same heven like glow engulfed her body and she vanished. "Mr Hopson, its time to get into the amblance." a medic who had come on call stated breaking him from his thoughts. On the way to the hospital, he glanced at the paper once more. The headline had changed and now read. "Mysterious Angel saves Gary Hopson from an untimely death." Yet no photo of the girl was present.

Later that day he returned home to his place above the bar he owned and Ran. His friends Merissa and Patric had come to see him, but Garry just wasn't acting much like himself. He had become a lot more with drawn since the whole incident, but nothing would snap him out of it. He had kept that paper, even though a new one appeared on his front door step every morning with an orange cat pertched on top of it. Just as if nothing had changed., Garry continued to consult his papers for any news on the mystery girl. Yet, his searching turned up nothing.

"Garry, maybe you should take a break from the paper today." Merissa had suggested after seeing Gary nearly run himsel into the ground in a desperite search for someone that probly only appeared when she did to nock him to his sinces, but if that were the case then why when he struggled to pull her up she felt so Real?

"I can't do that, She is out there I know it. This paper is my only clue." He told her.

"This isn't good for you Garry, your running yourself into the ground." she protested as she slowly made her way around to the other side of the bar. "Everyone needs to take a break once and a while, including you." She continued.

"Its not like you haven't given me this same storry before, and just like before, I'm not buying it." Garry argued back.

Merissa sighed it had been the same old same old again. Once again Garry tossed all of his free time into that news paper of his, and she wished that he had never found it. Maybe then he could spend more time with his friends and having a life then this. But, also she had to remember, since he out of all people had been offered this gift, he felt coupled to take up on it. :Some gift Tomorrow's paper today. Its going to be the end of him: She thought sipping her coffee. She was so lost in her own thoughts, that she failed to take into account that Garry had already gone slaming the door.

"So no change?" Patric asked upon seeing Garry on his way in.

"No none, he is going to kill himself if he keeps up like this. " Merissa said with a sigh that implied that she had tried once again to snap Garry out of this slump. But, it had been going on for weeks now, and quite frankly Merissa and Patric feared for their friend's life.

"I'm worried, if he doesn't get a lead soon he is going to work himself into an early grave." Patric agreed.

Speaking of, Garry sighed as he flipped through books at the local library. Searching for any clue. His friends had called him crazy. But, in his heart, he knew he wasn't. :Only if she had left some sort of clue, but I'm coming up to a dead end here.: he thought to himself as he tossed yet another book aside. Just when he thought he was ready to give up, a book caught his eye and he pulled it from the shelf. There on the front cover stood five girls one with the same blonde hairstyle he had seen on the mystery angel. But, her out fit looked a little different. Where the girl that had rescued him had pink-purple this one had red. The upturned crescent moon that adorned the chocker had nothing dangling from it, and her earrings were gold and without the stars. The biggest difference however was her broach. It was a circle where the girl who had rescued him had a five pointed star. Also four colored dots made up the outer edge, where his Heroin had five colored points sapped into planetary symbols. The title of the book read "The Boshojo Senshi Sailor Moon.

With her stood four girls standing behind her in a protective manner. Each girl was dressed much like the one in the center, but their cloths had minor differences. Where the broach rested on the girl in the center's, rested a circle but tease were solid ranging from blue to purple to green. The skits reflected that of their planets as did the other colored portions of their fuku. The strangers of all though was a picture of a girl with boy-cut blue hair. The other four had normal hair. One girl in red had black while another in green had brown. The girl in the middle as well as the one had orange, and if one looked close enough, they looked a lot alike, execpt this girl in orange allowed her hair to flow freaely down her back. A red bow held a small portion of it up in a half pony tale.

Opening the book Garry begun to read all about the Silver Era. Tales of a moon kingdom that was thought to exist over 10,000 years ago. To most people it was thought to be a joke, but not for Garry. As he read on though, he never saw the girl he was looking for. Yet, as he explored the book more, He saw and read of a girl that could have been this girl on the covers's twin. She however seemed to be an outcast for being different. :This lost princes, could very well be the same young woman that rescued me.: he thought as he starred transfixed on her picture.

Her Hair was brown and out of the meatball sapped buns and flowed like a brown river down her back. On her forehead rested the upturned crecent moon the symbol of the moon kingdom. Wings flared out of her back and from the looks of it, she could have produced that light if her wings were to get going. :Why does it not say what happened to her: he thought.

As he moved to check out the book to find out more information, a golden cat had appeared seemingly out of no where. Under it sat a news paper, and that was when he relized that some how he had been up all night doing research. Pushing the cat aside, Garry chanced a glance at the paper that it happened to be sitting on. It meowed like it always did, But, it wasn't the cat's protest that sought his attention, but the article it was sitting on. There the girl that had rescued him, now fought for her life. "Thats in Florida he gasped picking up the little cat and dashed off to the nearest airport not stopping for anything along the way.

His heart raced praying against all odds, that he would make it to the sunshine state in time.