Part III


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Chirp. Chirp.

What was this...? This sound he was hearing?

Chirp... Chirp...

Did he die somehow? Was he truly dead?

"Hey, look, there's someone there!" A young voice- a child's voice- and many footsteps coming closer.

"Did you see where he came from?" Another one- this too, was a child, but a girl's voice. "He fell from the sky!"

He opened his eyes slowly, everything seemed out of focus, and blurry. What was this? Where was he?

"Think he's dead?" Another asked and he felt a slight pain from being poked at. He must've bruised his side because from that one poke it was hurting like all hell.

"Nah, he ain't dead." The girl had said. He could hear the little nuisance in her voice now- she had a small lisp. Slurring her 'r's and 's's.

There was movement again, someone taller then them moved in closer. "Children, what are you-?" The voice stalled, "Oh my..."

Endymion didn't know what happened after that.

It seemed like eons to him before he opened his eyes again. The room was small and quiet with a single window by the bed and a wooden chair with a wooden table across from him.
He picked up the soft 'ticks' from a clock that was perched on the table.

Other then that, the room was bare. Endymion tried to sit up, his sides still bruised and aching. He glances down only to find himself without a shirt. What was this? Bandages were wrapped around the torso. He frowns trying to feel it out; did he break something?
He could hear someone moving down the hallway and opening the door.
The person that stepped through was female, as far as he could see, and she looked familiar to him yet she wasn't. The most striking thing about her, were her eyes- a strange silvery color that stood out more when compared to her dark skin tone and inky black hair that was pulled up into a messy bun. She wasn't slender but not heavy set either. Somehow she found a place between that made her look just curvy. In his experience, few women could accomplish that and look good with it.
The outfit she wore was a simple white t-shirt, dark blue jeans and worn-out grayish shoes.
"You're awake." She says carrying in a tray, "We thought you might be more seriously hurt then a few ribs." She placed the tray on the table, seemingly arranging it before bringing over a glass of cold water. She offered him a sip or so of it while she chatted, "I say, you did give the kids a shock, you know. How are you feelin' sugar?"

And…she had an accent, a strong southern accent from the western world. He blinked registering the odd thought that came to him as he stopped drinking for a moment. Well to tell the truth, he felt like shit. Instead he said, "Who are you...where am I?"

She looked a little surprised and then hits her top of her head, "Oh I'm sorry. My name is Seraphina Trueheart." She grins at him, "And you're at Saint Jeanne Jugan's Orphanage."

His eyes widen a little as he began to remember, St. Jeanne Jugan's Orphanage. 'I grew up here…' He thought, ' But why did I land here?' That confused him greatly. Where in the world- or should we say timeline- was he? He looked up at Seraphina remembering how he knew her. She was one of those exchange volunteers that, if he remembered correctly, had military parents. He felt a frown as he tried to remember more but it eluded him. Years- centuries- spent in the glided crystal cage had left him a little hazy on things. He couldn't seem to recall a time without Serenity or Usagi.
'Was that part of the allure? The Magic of the moon and people of it's kind? They make you forget everything else…?'

"Hey!" He jerked slightly out of thought and looked up at her, "I didn't ask what your name was and how you got those broken ribs." She was playing with the edge of her shirt like there was lint there. There was a short silence before she looked at him, "Well?"

'I can't tell her my other name.' He thought and he was sure that know one would know it…so…

"It's Endymion." He told her sighing slightly and tried to give that careless smile, " Endymion…Shields."

Her silver eyes seem to widen, "Wow! That's a cool name; did your parents like Mythology or something? I major in Literature and it's part of the studies you know…"

He only absently nodded as he gotten up more with a slight groan. " What…year is it?"
Glancing at her face he tried to gauge how she would react. She looked quite confused when she told him the year. Then it was his turn to look slightly dumbfounded.
He had over shot the years a bit too much.
"Here try this." She told him and then stuffed the food in his mouth.
He blinks at the sudden food in his mouth and chewed it with a smile. Well at least the food was good.

"Where is he?" she asked looking, for the first time, angry at her senshi. "Where is Endymion?"

And for the first time in centuries, the senshi looked nervous about the answering her. They had, in their own ways, betrayed the woman they're supposed to be loyal to. But these passing years...

"Well?" The queen glares at them.

Again they were all silent. Even Uranus had nothing to say. Last time the queen had done something...that made the tall blonde fall silent. Still they waited as she paced.
Her daughter was standing in the background her hands clasps in front of her. On either side of her were Artemis and Diana. Luna was on the other side of Artemis.
Usa didn't know if they were scare or anxious. The Ginzuishou...

The most powerful jewel in this galaxy...

Everyone was afraid of it and were mesmerized by it.

"Perhaps..." Mercury, brave blue haired woman, spoke up in a quiet timid, " I could...find him...or..." her voice dwindled off.

Her blue eyes looks around at her senshi before she smiles, "I leave it all in your capable hands Ami."

She turns, in all her splendor and settled on her throne. "I want him found."

With that they were dismissed.

As soon as they were gone and she was alone, a sudden coughing fit over came her. She tried to regain her composer after a while and tried to breathe in.

Damn him! Why did he have to ruin it all...?

She sighs softly and felt the first tear slide down her face. Why?

"Endymion..."

An: Surprised ne?

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