Author's Notes: Oh, yeah, this has been bubbling in my brain since I saw the ending to Fushigi Yuugi, so about four years, I'd say, maybe five. I always wanted to see Miaka as a bit more mature, things a little bit worse all around for everyone, the hunt for the Seishi a bit longer, and just...I don't know, a few major plot changes...heheh. :D This will be a lot of fun...for me...don't know about the rest of you, we'll just have to see, now won't we? I know I'm supposed to be updating Blood Moon, but I'm putting that off a bit until I finish the research I've been doing for it...that might take another month...I've been practically devouring the books at my library in effort to make the upcoming chapters informed and interesting. Swordplay included. Yay. Anyways, this story however is making it's debut now. Please enjoy.

Disclaimer: Tengo nada. It all belongs to Watase Yuu and the other owners of Fushigi Yuugi. I don't even own one of the manga, much less the rights to it or to the anime.

Prologue

The four seikun of the ShiJinTenShou came to an agreement when their world first began: they would work together in harmony to continue their fragile existence; they would bring virgin girls of the ages fourteen to sixteen into their world to act as their Miko once every two hundred years; and that in gratitude for the service the girls provided, they would gift the young girl with the ability to use their power to grant three wishes. This agreement, however, did not last long.

The beings of great power began to quarrel over territory, the humans under their control, their Seishi, and Miko. In the end, Genbu retreated to the cold lands called Hokkan, Suzaku to the warm, spicy lands of Konan, Byakko to the ambivalent lands of Sairou, and Seiryuu to the hostile and war-torn Kutou. Seiryuu's people made war on the others, causing much turmoil and suffering throughout the four corners of the world. The gods gave a prophecy to the people through Taiitskun that a girl from another world would come to save them and as the years passed by, the gods watched from their shrines, waiting for their priestesses to arrive and summon them...

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A young emperor looked up at the starry night sky as if searching for something. "When will you come?" he whispered, his eyes on the constellations of the Suzaku Shiciseishi. "When you come and rescue us from this darkness?"

"Heika-sama? Won't you come inside?" a courtier asked politely. "The night is cold and damp."

"Hai, I will," replied the youth with a last reluctant look at the cloudless sky. A bird in a golden cage, waiting to be set free by the mystical priestess of Suzaku...

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'What use am I if I can't save the one I love!' thought the despairing young man. "Shouka!" he cried aloud in grief, clutching her cold body to his desperately, as if the power of his love could bring her soul back to her body. "Please, don't be gone!"

The parents of the beautiful girl stood by watching, tears pouring from their eyes for the loss of their daughter and in sympathy for her talented, handsome fiance. The entire village knew what had happened and was silent in respect for the dead, even the children did not laugh or shout that cold, rainy night...

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Author's Notes: Now while I'd love to go through a snapshot of each of the Seishi's lives, I won't do that to you...it'd get boring, so I'll just leave you with a nice view into two certain people's lives. Poor guys. I'm going to be really rough on everyone if at all possible. Ah, the drama. Love it. Cry a little. Yay. It's not that I think good things can't happen to people in life, don't misunderstand me, but I did think that FY seemed a little too perky and The-Good-Guys-Must-Win and Everything-Will-Be-Ok seemed a little false. So...here I go making things a bit more angsty. Feel free to smack me up side the head...in the figurative sense of the word, that is.