A.N. Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. I have my own computer now, so it shouldn't take as long. I like this one. Oh, and I was thinking. I'm going to let you all pick who you want Cosmo/Usagi be with. Either Juunana-gou or Trunks. I'll close the voting in chapter five. That gives you three more chapters to vote in. This one, the fourth one, and the fifth. Start voting!

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Chapter 3: Selene

-Memory-

Cosmos walked slowly through the rubble, trying desperately to find her friends. Her stomach clenched as she came upon the dead bodies of her friends that were scattered through the rubble. She felt sick and fell to her knees, a sob coming from her throat. Why? Why had they done this? She had failed them. Again. They had died because she had tried to get innocents to safety. She had used the time she should have been fighting to transport them away. Tears slid down her cheeks as she started to crawl to the first of the bodies. The girl was barely recognizable, her senshi uniform torn to shreds, her blond hair stained crimson, her once bright blue eyes now dull and lifeless, never to see again. She reached for the gloved hand of her dead cousin, sobs shaking her small friend when something caught her eye, something the color of cotton candy pink. She looked over and coldness filled her. She screamed. Rising she ran to the small body of her daughter. Her kingdom was in ruins. Her senshi and friends were dead. And so was her daughter and beloved. She pulled the small girl into her lap, cradling her. She rocked back and forth, tears streaking her face, sobs wracking her body. She heard a small sound and looked down.

"'Kaa-san...Gomen nasai. I let you down..."

Cosmos shook her head, her hair flying around her. She gently brushed the matted locks of pink hair away from her daughters face. How could she have let this happen? Why, Kami-sama, why had she listened to her loved ones as they told her to run? She should have stood her ground. She should have fought. Instead she had been a coward, and now her entire kingdom was dead because of her cowardice. And her entire planet was dead because of her anger at the fate of her family and friends. No one survived her single release of pure hatred to the person who had caused her this. She was not meant to hate, and the result of the only thing that had caused her to hate now was nothing but a sprinkle of dust across the dead planet.

"Oh, baby. You didn't let me down. You could never let me down. I love you so much. You make me so proud."

A small hand reached down and clasped her mothers hand. The fear left the small girl's crimson eyes, a smile touching her lips. Tears leaked from the small girls eyes. Even her daughter hadn't survived her attack.

"I love you, too, 'kaa-san. Arigato...for believing in me."

The small girl's eyes went dull and her hand released it's grip that it had on her mother's hand. Cosmos felt the last bit of reason leave her.

"NO! CHIBI-USA! NOO! WAKE UP! DON'T LEAVE ME!"

The girl's body was slowly starting to fade and Cosmos desperately tried to hold on to it. Her arms closed on empty space and she collapsed in a heap, her body trembling, her sobs the only sound that echoed through the death. Her eyes dulled and the humanity seemed to be slowly leaking from them. All that was left was a cold emptiness and a deep hatred for the being she had already destroyed. She silently made a vow to never again love another.

-End Memory-

Cosmos eyes snapped open, sweat mingling with the tears that fell down her cheeks. Why had she been so stupid to close her eyes? She had thought she had forgotten that night. She thought she had forced the horrible memory into a door and locked the key for all eternity. Why now did she see the sudden memory? Trunks stumbled out of the door, his hair still dripping with water. She sat up and turned to him, her eyes taking in his appearance. She could tell that he had simply thrown on his pants and came out. Tears surprisingly coursed down his cheeks and she saw sympathy in his eyes. Sympathy. Something she neither wanted nor needed from him. She quickly swiped at the tears that fell from her eyes uselessly. She had begun to hate crying in front of people after Fait had comforted her when her new destiny had been revealed. She had promised then that she would grow strong and never cry again. She had promised their memory. Lot of good that promise was doing her now. She turned her attention back to his haunted eyes. He had seen what had happened. She could tell by his eyes. When she had sent her power out he had somehow tapped into it and been forced to see her memory. So, he had some form of telepathy. Her suspicions had been correct in thinking he was not fully human. She silently threatened the three sisters that had interfered. If she could see them at the moment she would know that they were cringing, fear evident in their eyes. Trunks grabbed her shoulders, staring into her eyes.

"That really happened? To you?"

He knew there was no need to ask. He could see it in her eyes. And he thought he had been through hell. A sob shook her and she looked horrified. She buried her face in her hands, hiding her own haunted eyes. It was obvious to him that she was not used to showing her emotions like this to people. Before she could flee he yanked her against him, feeling her hot tears on his skin. And he remained this way until she stopped sobbing. She pushed away from him, angrily wiping away the evidence of her tears. He could tell she was angry at herself for breaking down in front of him. She stared at him, and then looked away, her silver hair flying around her with the movement. Kami-sama she was beautiful. Her tears looked so out of place on her face. She was a tenshi, and tenshi shouldn't cry. A smile should always remain on her face. Not the cold blankness or the bitter sadness that he had seen in her that day.

"You weren't meant to see that, neither my memory nor my tears. And don't pity me, it is not wanted or needed."

Trunks felt his temper flair, something that he had inherited from his father. Yet he could tell she was having a hard time dealing with these emotions. This tenshi was hardheaded beyond belief! To think, she thought he pitied her! He growled in slight annoyance and forced her to look at him, his eyes boring into hers.

"Stubborn woman, I do not pity you. I feel sympathy for you. There's a difference. I thought I had been through a lot. But now, after seeing that, I realize I have a lot to be grateful for. I don't really understand all of what I had seen so I'm going to ask you, what the hell was that? And please, tell me the truth. After all, I doubt that all of that was something that was made up."

She stayed silent for several long moments, not sure if she should tell him. She had not spoken of it in so long. She had not allowed herself to trust another enough to speak of it. It was her pain… yet he had seen it. And had he not experienced pain? Had he not been through so much as well? She pulled her knees to her chest and rested her chin on them. She kept coming up with reasons not to tell him, but they all seemed so pointless. She let out a soft sigh and surprised him as she spoke, her voice soft and full of an ancient, bitter pain. He hadn't exactly expected her to give up the information so easily.

"I was a queen once. I had a family and a beautiful kingdom. I had a daughter and a wonderful husband who was my best friend. I had warriors, protectors. They were my friends. There was peace and happiness. Everything was perfect."

Her voice cracked and he noticed tears were once again slipping down her flushed cheeks.

"And then it was ruined. All of it was taken away from me. By him. I tried to help them. I tried so hard to let them allow me to fight by their sides. But they refused. They kept pushing me out of the way. Even my daughter fought while I was forced to standby and watch. I felt pathetic. Weak. And so I did the only thing I could think of to help. I started to transport everyone away, to safety. I soon found out that it was a worthless attempt. I returned from my last trip to find everything destroyed. Before I continue I should tell you something. I'm the last of my race. The last Sukuunian. We were a powerful race yet we were also a peaceful race, never meant to fight. We used the tools we had that most would use for domination instead for healing. We used our power to create life and maintain peace and hope. We were not meant to hate. It was not in our nature. It was forbidden. All we knew was love. When we do hate, we loose our humanity, our spirit. We forget how to love and loose our very essence of our existence. But, I couldn't stop it. It seemed to consume me as I stood there, staring at the destruction around me. And I hated him. With every fiber of my being I loathed him. There is a power in every Sukuunian that is forbidden. A power that we are never supposed to use. The consequence of such a power is to condemn all that is touches. It is also a promise of loneliness, for the consequence of using it is immortality and for our people, that was our worst fear. To live forever and never being able to join our lost loved ones. And mind you, we loved all. I loved all. But I used it. I destroyed what remained of my planet, and sealed my fate just to achieve the revenge I so desperately wanted and I destroyed him. Ever since then I have wandered space, destroying all that threatens peace. It is my destiny and it is my curse."

Trunks was shocked at the words she spoke. How could she endure such a fate? To live in seclusion, separated from all other forms? To never again experience love and happiness was her 'destiny'? She turned to look at him, her eyes sparkling with tears. She didn't know why she had told him this. It was not her usual way to open up to a stranger. She bit her bottom lip, unsure of what to do next. She had locked up her emotions for so long she wasn't sure how to deal with them any longer. Luckily Trunks ended the silence.

"How long have you been doing this?"

"For about two millennia."

"Why?"

"It is my duty. I am bound to it for eternity."

"And you just accept this? Willingly? To never experience anything but pain and death for all eternity?"

She stared at him, her silver eyes seeming to stare into his soul, to examine his heart. She let out a heavy sigh and she lifted her head.

"I have nothing else but this duty. Everything was ripped away from me that day. Everything. I would have nothing to live for if not for this. And to be immortal and have nothing to live for…is insanity. I have lost my ability to care for anything. Death is all I know and pain is something you get used to. I have accepted my fate. No matter how horrible it is. It is my punishment handed down from the gods. There is no reason for me to fight it, for I have nothing to return to if I no longer had it."

Trunks simply stared at her, awed at the strength she seemed to posses. She suddenly gave a bitter laugh.

"I'm anything but strong, Trunks. I'm weak for what I did. I'm weak for what I do. I'm weak because I have no will to fight against it. Don't think so highly of me."

Bulma watched from the shadows, tears lighting her eyes. How could one person endure so much, yet think so lowly of themselves? She leaned against the wall, running a hand through her hair. To loose everything she had… Bulma simply couldn't think of how horrible that would have been. She had lost a lot, but at least she still had her son, her home, her planet, her humanity, and, most of all, her ability to love. The blue-haired woman looked down at the gold ring that sat on her left ring finger. She had gone through so much, but she still had so much to be grateful for. She suddenly wished Goku were here. He would surely be able to help the small girl. A soft light lit her eyes and a steel of determination filled her. That's it. She would send the girl back with Trunks next week. She'd just have to make a few adjustments on the time machine to accommodate the small girl. She slipped inside, unnoticed by the two, to get to work immediately. Trunks was thinking along the same lines at the moment. He nervously ran a hand through his lavender hair and moistened his lips, thinking of a way to bring up the topic. Luckily she saved him the hassle.

"What do you want to ask me?"

"Come back to the past with me next week. After we destroy the androids. I know that they'll be gone by the time we leave. I know that you can help me destroy them. But I need to go back to help them. I want you to come with me."

She stiffened and looked away, her jaw set.

"No."

Trunks' jaw dropped and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her around to face him.

"What do you mean no?"

"I'll have no reason to stay. My duty will be done."

"You are coming with me."

She raised one of her silver eyebrows.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm taking you with me. Whether you want to or not."

She laughed, appalled at the idea of him forcing her to do anything.

"Like hell I am."

"You're coming with me."

:Mistress, I'm afraid he's right. You will be going with him. They'll need your help in the past.:

Cosmos suddenly felt as if she was fighting a losing battle. No, she knew she was fighting an already lost battle. Once the sisters had set their minds to something, there was no escaping it. Hence the reason she was here at this moment. She let out a soft sigh and her shoulders slumped in defeat. Trunks smirked and gave a nod of approval.

"Fine, I'll go."

Trunks grinned and stood to go, Cosmos standing as well. Before they could walk away a small cat caught the attention of Cosmos. An all black cat. Cosmos' blood froze and she felt her heart skipped a bit. The cat looked so much like Luna that it was haunting, from her dark midnight coat to the intelligent looking maroon eyes. She knelt and scooped up the small kitten. She stared at the feline, her eyes unsure. She let out a shaky breath.

"Hello kitty. My name's Cosmos. Do you belong to anyone?"

The kitten mewed and Cosmos smirked. What else did she expect? For the cat to respond. No, of course not. Luna was dead. The cat had no tags and she couldn't pass up the chance. The cat placed a paw on the nine-pointed star on the girl's forehead and Cosmos shivered, closing her eyes.

"Well, I guess you don't, huh? Well then, you need a name, too. How about Selene, hmm? That sounds pretty, doesn't it? Of course it does."

Trunks was sure that he saw the cat's eyes roll heavenward and then glare at the girl, as if saying 'No you ditz! You should know that's not my name!' He shook the feeling off and watched the girl disappear inside with the kitten, slightly confused at the girl's actions. Maybe there was hope for her after all. Maybe she didn't have to stay lonely and emotionless for all eternity. He quickly followed her, sighing. He had only known her for a few hours and already felt connected to her. Of course, that was probably due to the fact that he had just seen one of her most painful memories. He felt a deep need to help her. No one should ever feel that alone. And no one should be forced to bear the pain and the burden that she carried. He had felt the weight of the world on his shoulders at times, but to feel the weight of all the universes on your shoulders? And not collapse beneath that weight? He didn't understand why she felt so weak, when she carried so much. He found her in the kitchen, watching the cat as it ate some left over fish that she had found in the refrigerator. He leaned against the wall and watched as she stared out the window.

"So, these things, they destroyed all of this?"

Trunks nodded, and then spoke after he realized she didn't notice.

"Yeah. They killed all my friends and family. Luckily I still have my mom, though. I don't know what I'd do if I lost her."

Cosmos turned around and leaned against the counter.

"And the moon?"

"It's been missing for quite some time. Before I was born."

She nodded and looked thoughtful. Without the presence of the moon she would eventually start weakening. She needed their loving rays to give her energy. Well, plus it would greatly increase her power. She sighed. She would simply have to revive it. She needed the moon.

"Nobody would mind if I made another one, right?"

He stared at her oddly, and then shook his head. How could she 'make' another moon?

"No I don't think so. I mean, some people might be surprised, but I don't think they'd mind. It's not like it would cause any problems."

"Good."

She closed her eyes and cupped her hands, thinking of the moon, of its power and appearance. She felt the power fill her and a sphere of white light filled her hands, the nine-pointed star on her forehead shimmering gold, a golden, up-turned crescent appearing over it. She turned around and allowed the small silvery globe to float into the sky. The ball expanded until it sat, large and glowing in all its brilliance and glory, high in the sky, which seemed suddenly overly bright to the demi-sayia-jin. The new moon seemed out of place, but beautiful. Cosmos turned and smiled at him. The crescent was gone, but a new light seemed to surround her, a light that seemed to lovingly caress its mistress and wrap around her. It caused her silvery hair to shimmer and her silvery-blue eyes to glow with an inner light. Trunks simply stared at her, astounded.

"How… did you… do…?"

He trailed off, no longer able to find his voice. She gave a slight smile and soaked in the familiar feeling that encompassed her.

"Being the reincarnation of the Moon Princess, as well as the current protector and ruler of the galaxies gives you certain powers that most others don't possess. My ability to call create anything in nature that once existed happens to be one of them."

As she spoke a small silvery light appeared in her hands and a beautiful pink blossom appeared. She inhaled the soft scent of the Cherry Blossom before handing it to the still surprised Trunks. Another, foreign, voice interrupted the two.

"Well, your powers have grown quite tremendously, Usagi. I have to admit that I'm very proud of you."

She turned to the thick British accent and stared at what used to be the kitten. She let out a slight gasp of surprise before fainting to the floor.

"Bunny? A talking cat? What the hell?"

"Usagi? Usa-chan? Are you all right? Oh dear, I think I may have shocked her system a bit too much."

"Trunks! Why don't you-OH! What happened to her?"