Hey to my two reviewers and anyone who is randomly reading this (since that's what I do)... Sorry it's been ages but homework's a bitch. plus the plot bunnies went on strike and played in the hay.

Kay, need a beta, if anyone's interested you know how to get my email. So i figured I'd just post this and edit and repost it later so you get the gist of it.

Disclaimer: To quote JellyJay:

Syllogisms are fun:

The creator of Sailor Moon does not write fanfic (I hope).

This is a fanfic.

Therefore, I am not the creator and/or owner of Sailor Moon.

Electrum looked down at the blonde figure stirring on the cushion below her.

Jadeite raised his head.

'Hey, kid. What happened? The last thing I remember,' this is getting familiar, he thought with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. 'is staring at the spilled wine…'

'You collapsed.' she said flatly. 'I should have warned you about after-effects…' she groaned softly, and muttered under her breath 'Gods know I've experienced them enough.'

'Why?' Jadeite probed, as was his custom.

She stared, stunned, taken aback. Then she seemed to recover her natural state of unreadability, and replied, 'Been crystallized twice now. Not the best experiences of my life.' She grinned wryly.

'Wait. I forgot to ask, you teleported. Why?'

'To get out of there. We couldn't exactly stay there, in case you hadn't noticed the place is swarming with youma.'

'Yeah, but why take me? And, pray tell, did you cloak?' As soon as the last word was out of her mouth, she clapped a hand over her mouth, horrified, muttering something like, 'Smart one, Gaea, real smart.'

'Cloak? You said Beryl'd be busy…'

'I was asleep. You usually believe people when they sleep-talk?'

'Well, I didn't exactly have a choice. And you didn't answer the other question. What's cloaking?'

She chewed her lip, and threw caution to the winds. 'A technique you develop sometime in the future. Basically it hides your magical signature so no-one can tell who or where you are. And turnabout's fair play, don't you think?'

'Wait. I invent this 'technique'? And what do you mean, turnabout?'

'To the first question, yes. It's tied into your status as King of Illusions. For the second, I asked you a question earlier. Why'd you save me? You could have left me there. Probably the smart thing to do, actually.'

'Well,' Jadeite said, reluctant to show any trace of compassion, 'I figured you might be useful. I mean, you broke the crystal I'd been trying to break for Metallia-knows how long. Also, I thought your essence might mask my own.'

'You know,' she grinned slightly, dissipating the shadows in her eyes. 'You're a much cooler person when you actually admit you've got a trace of compassion hidden in that icy mask.'

'Icy masks are Kunzite's forte, actually. I just don't really get much social interaction.' He felt a little off-balanced by the uncanny ease with which she read him, something even Kunzite had had trouble doing. 'And it was a purely to my advantage.'

'Whatever,' she snorted. Her face reverted to a blank mask once more, as she said tersely, 'do you have any idea what we're going to do about youma pursuers? They'll have traced your teleport, and if we're unlucky either Zoisite or Kunzite or both will come after us.'

'You said Zoisite was dead!'

'I was dream-talking, remembering. That is, I said something that will happen sometime in the future. Not something that has happened, or is currently happening. If that happens again, don't listen to me. If you want proof, check your sensors. Zoisite is still very much alive, unless the past has changed dramatically.'

Jadeite scowled at her, having found the copper-haired Tennou very much alive on his sensors. 'Right. Got that. Now what do we do?'

'I don't know! You got us into this mess, remember!'

'Did I have any experience with you? No. Now, with your sophisticated future technique, could you 'cloak' us?'

'Not for the requisite amount of time. But I could shield us until we can think of something better. Gimme a sec.'

Jadeite stared, as the girl's power levels seemed to double instantly, and then triple. She began to glow, until he feared she would emit one of the ridiculous phrases the Sailor Senshi seemed to need to use in order to be effective.

Electrum opened her mouth, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. A cloud of silver-gold light surrounded her, expanding until it filled the mansion.

Jadeite braced himself for impact as the pale yellow cloud hit him, but it passed right through him, fading as it hit his skin. He almost gasped, but knew better than to interrupt a magical working. Which reminded him, why did he trust this girl? She could be planning to kill him with this magic!

He certainly wouldn't have trusted one of the other Tennou if they'd offered, just as they wouldn't have trusted him.

He looked at Electrum's slim form, and realized why he trusted her. She reminded him of the Senshi, and though those girls were many things, backstabbers weren't one of them.

Electrum's cloud crackled with a flash of lightning, and dissipated before Jadeite had a chance to tense.

'What was that?'

Electrum smiled briefly, before reverting to her Kunzite-like facial expression. 'You said that in the future too. Then commented on the colour.'

'Wait-we know each other in the future?'

'Yeah. We're pretty close actually; you run the little band of orphans of which I am an integral member.'

'I never asked you, how old are you?'

'Technically, about two thousand years old, I guess. If you don't count the time periods during which I was crystalline, thirteen.'

Jadeite looked at the girl again. Thirteen? She certainly didn't look it…wait. In her eyes was a quick flicker of naivety, a light of insecurity. She was young, then, though wise beyond her years.

'The future version of you said that as well,' she paused, as if to say something more, and didn't, biting her lip.

'So, shall we put our little heads together? We need a plan.'

Jadeite pursed his lips. 'The best thing I can think of is going in there and killing Beryl, which would improve the situation greatly. However, you said something about Sailor Pluto…'

'Yeah. If we did that, I'd probably end up little particles of Electrum dust, and then she'd reverse everything we did. Plus, I'm pretty useless right now; that cloak took more out of me than I thought it would.'

'But your power seemed up to the challenge; it doubled, didn't it?'

She frowned. 'See, the thing about that power is that it's only accessible on Earth, and stems from something else. It lowers my normal power levels considerably, and if I use it too many times I'll end up unconscious for a month.'

He peered at her face, that statement having reminded of something long-forgotten. He thought he saw a flicker of familiarity in her face…

'You remind me of someone. Who?'

'How should I know?' But a hint of worry flickered through the silver eyes.

'Someone…someone important. Are you related to Tuxedo Kamen, at all?'

'Tuxedo…what!'

'You know, black tux, top hat, white mask, throws roses…'

'Roses? Yeah… I guess so.'

Was she going to make this difficult every step of the way? 'How?'

'He's my dad, I guess…'

'He's too young for that.'

'No, smartass, I was born during the Silver Millenium…'

'Right. The Silver Millennium. Got it.'

There was a pause.

'So, if you don't mind me asking, who was your mother? That meddling Sailor Moon?'

'No.' That was flat, and sure. No hesitation at all.

'Who then? They had a connection, those two, and I'd like to hear who could bring them apart. From what I can tell, Queen Beryl would very much like to know.'

Electrum's eyes held infinite sadness. 'I'm pretty sure she already does.'

It hit Jadeite like one of Zoisite's ice crystals. 'She's your mother.'

The wry smile was back. 'You think?'

Jadeite was stunned. He sat on the cushion for a few moments, before realizing that Electrum was waiting for a comeback. He said the first thing that came into his mind.

'You don't look like her.'

Electrum's smile turned sad again, and she opened her mouth as if to reply. Suddenly a spasm rocked her, and she said, almost angrily, 'She's sensed us. Damn.'

'Damn is right. I thought those shields were invulnerable.'

'Two words for you: blood bond. She can sense me simply because she's my mother.'

'Crap.'

'Yeah.'

'And there's no way we can fight her?'

'Not without a) changing the timeline, and b) ending up dead.'

'So, basically, we're screwed.'

'Pretty much, unless…'

'Unless…?' Jadeite prompted.

'Unless I can get some help from the future. Give me a couple of minutes.'

'The future? How?'

The girl simply glared at him, and, closed her eyes, concentrating fiercely.

Jadeite sighed, and curled up on the cushion, watching her tiredly from the wine rack. He looked at her with magical sight, watching her aura increase again. He'd have to ask her how she did that…

The pale gold light of before glimmered around her, and formed a silver portal in front of her.

Jadeite stared at the tall, dark-haired teenager, maybe two years older than Electrum, standing on the other side. Her deep sea-green gaze swept through him with a sense of familiarity he did not feel.

'Lord Jadeite,' she said, bowing, 'My name is Vega. I understand you are having some problems?'

Electrum coughed hollowly. 'Some? Try having the entire bloody plan gone completely screwed!'

Vega looked at the girl coolly, and Jadeite realized he'd been wrong about Electrum's resemblance to Kunzite. Compared to Vega, Electrum could quite feasibly be considered Zoisite.

'Control yourself, Gaea.'

'Sorry,' Electrum (Gaea?) said wryly. 'And I go by Electrum, here.'

'Oh. Right. Now, exactly what has been going on here? And why, pray tell, as soon as you realized the overshoot, did you not return home? Kyanite did.'

'Is Ky there?'

'Yes,' Vega sounded exasperated, as if she'd heard this all too many times. 'Now, I need a status report, please.'

'Oh, right. Sorry. I overshot by about four months, released Jadeite prematurely, and he teleported us out of there (and here's the clincher) while Beryl wasn't busy!'

'So, to sum that up,' Jadeite added, 'we're screwed. Would anyone mind telling me who the lot of you are?'

The girls exchanged glances, Vega's full of warning, Gaea-Electrum's of hidden meaning.

'You deal with him,' Vega said sharply. 'He's your problem. I'll get Tanzanite and we'll think of something.'

'Um,' Electrum said worriedly, 'We can't. You know, the whole Electrum particles thing…'

'Then, who, at least, is Gaea?'

'Um… My alter-ego? Like in Batman?'

'Right.'

'Okay.' The girl took a deep breath, and looked over at the other, who nodded encouragingly, seemingly having no trouble with this divulgion. 'Well, you know my Dad's Endymion, right? And Mother's Beryl, current Queen of the Dark Kingdom. Not that Dad wanted any part in it, but…

'Let it suffice to say that Beryl kidnapped and brainwashed him for about three months before his guardians could get him back. This was during Beryl's rise, so…

'Anyway, I was conceived and born, and when I was roughly two, my mother left me on the proverbial Palace doorstep with a note and couple of prophetic dreams to dear old Dad.'

'Naturally, being the saint he is, Endymion raised me. And you know how he does the whole "Tuxedo Kamen" thing? I can do that too. Only, I become Gaea. Earth-mother, in mythology.'

'Okay,' Jadeite said. 'So how…?'

Vega broke in with, 'I personally would love to see the end of this little debate, but Beryl's sensed you. I've got a little discussion to do with Sailor Pluto (no, Jadeite, no-one you know). Don't do anything while I'm gone.'

'Yes, ma'am,' Electrum grinned, and Jadeite saluted.

Vega scowled.

'I mean it!' She disappeared in a cloud of blue fire.

Okay. Now that you've been thoroughly disappointed by that, I promise I'll fix it...eventually...

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