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Disclaimer: Once again, not mine, not mine, not mine, not mine. Happy now?

This chapter isn't really much of a chapter, rather a random little interlude that basically introduces you to some of my OC's who turn up sometime later.

Hope you like it!

Interlude I: Remembrance

I sit on the soft cushion, gold hair spilling down the sides of my face. I watch Jadeite sleep, reluctant to disturb his healing.

I close my eyes, veiling the silver orbs, and remember…

My name was Gaea, once. I was a princess of sorts. No longer. Such things fade like daydreams, and are far less solid. At least daydreams have a base in reality. I was born in what was once known as the Dark Kingdom—it still is, in this time…

When I was born, my mother cried out in joy. My father had no knowledge of my existence. Probably a good thing, looking back…I knew him, though. At least, I knew his name. Endymion, one-time Prince of Earth.

My mother, his arch-enemy. The woman whose name I can't remember lest I fall again. No…don't think about that. Remember…Friends.

Vega—the star-child. Born of hope, and undying love… More than I could ever be, Vega is the daughter of the Second General. She is immensely magically gifted, on a par with her father.

Her long auburn hair, the same shade as her father's, tied back in the single braid that has become her trademark. Her mother's turquoise eyes glimmering in her pale face, as she comes up with a plan. The last plan she came up with is the one that I'm currently embroiled in, though it is brilliant.

Tanzanite- the youngest of us four, and the strongest. Born of mage-power, dancer on magic's thread, and the son, somehow, of the first and last of the Tennou. Crimson-streaked black hair, dangling in his face as he laughs in my memory…Only eight years old, physically, and so very brave…What I could have been, should have been…

Finally, Ky. Kyanite, my best friend, my soulmate, my other half, though we are not, and never will be, lovers. My champion, my heart, and the only being that will ever fully understand me as I understand him.

Our closeness, I suspect, stems from the fact that we are Astral Mirrors, the opposites of each other in every way possible. Jadeite's student, practically his son, though we don't know who shares his genes. Who could have that distinctive silver hair, coupled with eyes of pure gold? Oh, Ky…

Four orphans, bound together in the ruins of the Old Dark Kingdom, in the Era that is Crystal Tokyo.

Jadeite is stirring. I'd better leave him here with a decent food supply for four months, when I can target the right time…

Okay, now that I've completely freaked you out with the strangeness and weirdness, i will know have the audacity to ask you for a review. So, how about it?