"So, Hotaru, it has been 1000 years since we first started our journey to find the child with the power." Setsuna stretched her arms out a bit then leaned against the cold rock of the damp cave.
"Yes, I know…" Hotaru stared out blankly towards the other side of the cave, but her eyes could see nothing.
"What happens when we find them?"
"We will train them then finally go to rest…" Hotaru quietly assumed what would happen.
"Rest…" Setsuna thought for a moment about it then stood to her feet as Hotaru began to walk off without her.
'The Child of the Prophecy, the power of the Moon will be with you. Please, show us your guidance once, again, Usagi.' Hotaru continued to walk with Setsuna down the dark caves.
"Soon, it will be very soon…." Hotaru coldly whispered only loud enough for her to hear only.
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One thousand years since that fateful day, there is no more Tokyo. There are only shadows now in the world. After the power of the Prince, whom now is a King, had been released, many people began to live underground to escape the demons and ghost above. To escape the past they so hated. There is no rest among the people as the hate grows stronger between them. Rumors of War between the powers of people have begun to arise among the people. Many people believe that a power will rise among the people to turn everything back again, to right the wrong for forever. The King though is watching for that power. He has gotten older and his power is beginning to weaken, but he is still aware. He must survive for being childless he is.
What about the Queen though? The Queen was a lovely woman who rarely spoke a word. Even if she spoke it was said so softly it could have been mistaken for her breathing. Her eyes would often stare out to nothing as if waiting for someone. She never appeared happy, a sad appearance was always with her. Even when be kissed by her King, she would begin to weep. Then one day she just disappeared from sight. It was said even the King himself rarely sees her. No one has seen the Queen for years since then. Many believe she is dead from age, some believe there never was a Queen just an illusion, few think she lives in darkness alone, you could count the people on two hands that have actually seen her.
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Deep in the darkness, a small child is born, a small girl. She has stunning blue eyes with sandy brown strands of hair. Her parents are young and this is there first child. A strange mark lies on her shoulder, words in a outlandish language, a dead language of Ancient Magic that can only be spoken by those of the Senshi order. She rarely cries even in darkness for she has the light. The light of hope, the light that once again restores the world that was forgotten with time, is hers. Now, she must wait her Senshi. Let us hope they do not fail.
"What shall we name her?" Her father looked lovingly at his first daughter.
"Something as beautiful as she is, a name of someone beautiful…" He mother seemed smiled as she grasped the baby's tiny hand.
"Her name will be Usagi, named for the Queen herself." He sweetly smiled.
"Yes, Usagi Tiksou…" The baby just stared blankly at them both as they stared at her.