The girls gasped as they saw Serena limp in Darien's arms. Rei was the first to gain her composure. "What happened?" she demanded.

Darien pushed past her into the temple, searching for somewhere to lay Serena. He walked quickly to a large pillow, but instead of setting Serena down he sat, cradling her in his arms. Serena seemed to snuggle closer, as if in sleep.

"She's alright. I know how this may seem, but she is just exhausted." Darien said as he gazed lovingly at the girl, his hand moved to caress her face, slowly moving her hair back from her face.

The girls all looked at Darien in complete confusion. "Where has she been?" questioned the soft-spoken Amy.

Darien looked up at them all again. "That is her story to tell. I can only tell you that she has had more than one shock this evening, and just needs rest and time to process. I can assure you that she will let you know what is going on, when the time is right." And with that Darien's eyes glazed over, as if reliving the evening.

Darien couldn't explain it. He had felt drawn to the fight, but did not see Serena anywhere. Then suddenly he saw the new scout as she was preparing her enormous sleep spell. There was something overpoweringly familiar about that young woman. To call her a girl would be wrong somehow, even though she appeared to be the same age, or younger, than the scouts themselves. He knew that he would not be needed for this battle, that the scouts needed to find in themselves that they could defeat these creatures on their own. He also saw the newest scout staying off in the shadow, watching the girls as they conquered their first monster without Serena.

With that thought Darien felt a cold chill surround him. Where was she? He felt that she was there, somewhere, but could not see her. Was she hurt? Why wasn't she helping the scouts? He wanted to run, to find her and reassure himself that she was well. He didn't know if he could survive another major catastrophe happening to Serena. He was slowly coming to grips with the fact that he was falling in love with the girl. He figured that there was some connection between Tuxedo Mask and Sailor Moon, something from before either of them could remember, but he was discovering that he loved the girl for herself. She was so cheerful and caring, a little ditzy but he wasn't sure that was because of some sort of hiding mechanism. He understood that completely, as he closed him self off from most everyone for as long as he could remember to prevent the excruciating pain that he experienced when his family died. He couldn't remember his name, or theirs, but he could remember the pain of loss, the torture of knowing there should have been some way to keep them, to save them, even when he was only 5.

He snapped out of his thoughts just as the newest scout yelled a phrase eerily familiar to one that Sailor Moon would yell. Then she was gone, in a shower of sparks. And he felt that Serena was gone too. Could it be that Serena had changed somehow to become this new scout? There were so many things they didn't yet understand about the sailor scouts that anything was possible. He suddenly had a huge pain run through him. Something was wrong with Serena, but the direction he felt her distress coming from was the moon. What would she be doing there, and how would he get there?

Then he felt something strange, a feeling of thinness, and suddenly he was gone.

Serena awoke with a shake of her head. She remembered going to the battle, slightly behind the other scouts, but then nothing till now. Where was she anyway? As she looked around she realized she was surrounded by walls so white they almost glowed. Everything seemed to have a magical feel, as though it were an illusion. When she got up she realized she was dressed in a beautiful white princess gown. What in the world was going on? Was she in a dream? She quickly pinched her arm, feeling a slight amount of pain she quickly decided that this wasn't a dream, and knew she needed to get answers.

She pushed her way through the door and was in a long hallway. She felt like she should know this place, an overwhelming sense of déjà vu coming over her. Then she saw it, the throne room. She knew she was on the moon, in the castle of her princess, that mystical person they were created to protect. Maybe now she would have more information for the scouts and they could find the girl and get on with their real mission. Maybe the princess could help them to defeat the negaverse. Or at least give them some clue as to the importance of this crystal that everyone wanted. Luna seemed to know that it was basically all-powerful but the only people who truly knew the true power of the crystal was the royal family as they were the only allowed to touch or study it.

As she entered the room she saw Darien standing in full armor looking as dazed as she felt. What was he doing there? He turned to her slowly, as though he sensed her presence in the room. Feeling drawn to him, she quickly walked to him. She loved the sense of peace and calm that he could bring to her, even in the harshest of situations.

Darien looked around as though in a daze. He didn't quite understand yet what had just happened. He had been in the park, watching the girls, when he felt that strange sense of fading away to awaken in a beautiful room. He was slightly comforted at the same time of being in awe at the craftsmanship of the room. It was as though the room were made of marble and glass, but with a special aura about the room as though saturated with magic and love. He couldn't quite understand it, nor make his senses explain more fully to him. He felt that he should already know the room, as though he had spend a lot of time there, as well as the area around it.

As he was realizing he was in full armor, as though a soldier of some past lifetime, he felt a presence. He slowly turned to see the most beautiful creature to walk on Earth or any other planet. He realized that it was Serena, dressed in a stunning white princess gown that seemed to glitter as she walked, but not from gems or sequins, but just as though the material itself was made of the same substance that emanated from the room. He saw her moving towards him as though she were floating, and felt him move to meet her on her journey.

"My princess," whispered Darien. He didn't feel in control, and didn't know where those words had come from, but they felt more right than anything in his life other than the stirring kiss that he had shared with this girl not a week ago.

Serena blushed as she heard the words. She felt as though he had spoken them to her many times, with the same loving tone that came now. "Endy," she responded in a longing tone. Then stopped suddenly. Why did she call him Endy? It was Darien, she knew that, but she had called him a pet name for someone else. What was going on?

Darien heard the name and felt a chill pass through him. Why was that right? Why did that name stir something so strong in him? And suddenly he was blinded by memories. Thoughts streamed through him as though a wall had suddenly lifted and he was gifted with the life he once led. Visions of him and Serena, or Serenity, meeting in this very room. Times of laughter, teasing, and loving echoed with every memory that slammed into him. "Serenity."

Serena saw him stop. She saw his eyes almost roll back in his head. She had triggered something, something very powerful by what she could tell. Maybe this name, Endy, meant something to him. Maybe it would help unlock who Tuxedo Mask was. Then she heard him whisper Serenity. The name of the princess? Before she could analyze that thought further there was a small bang, and she knew they were no longer alone in this room. She quickly ran to Darien, as though he would protect her from any danger that would threaten them.

"My children," said a woman surrounded by white. Serena could barely stand too look at her, as though she was never meant to see something so pure. "I believe that you are ready now to embrace the past. I hoped that you would be allowed to proceed slowly, to reacquaint yourself with your powers and your love, but that is not to be. The negaverse has become to strong, and only you two will be strong enough to defeat it this time, and only with the knowledge of the past and the full extent of your powers and devotion to yourself and your heritage."

Darien looked at Serena huddled in his arms. She felt so right there, so perfect. But this was not the time to be sentimental. "Who are you?"

The bright light around the woman slowly disappeared and there stood a beautiful older version of Serena herself. This woman had white flowing hair and was wearing a pale lavender dress identical to Serena's. "I am Queen Serenity, and Serena's mother."

Serena gasped, and would have fallen if Darien had not tightened his grip on her. "How can that be possible? I already have a mother. What's going on!" She demanded, each statement getting stronger and stronger, as anger started to fuel her. "I am not some warrior, or someone to be pulled around as has happened in the last months. I have a mother, and I had a life. But no, things continue to change around me. You have taken my life, but you will NOT take my family away from me!" By the end of the speech Serena was standing on her own, ready to smack the woman in front of them if Darien had not held her back.

The woman smiled. "I am not trying to take anything from you my dear. You are right, you do have another family, another home. But have you ever felt that you truly belonged there? That there was something in you, something so strong and good, trying to get out but not having a way to release it? Let me help you find a way to channel that, let me explain what your life can and will be."

Darien felt that Serena was going to go off on the woman again, and slowly pulled her back and took over the conversation. "That's all fine and well, but I'm not sure that Serena wants to jump right into the deep end here Ma'am. Maybe if you could just start with where we are and why we are here. Then you can get into the more complicated family matters that you were just discussing."

She smiled at the young prince. "Always the protector Endmyinon, even without your memories."

With that smile, Darien flashed through more memories. Memories of matters of his country, his world, and this woman, the queen of the moon and ruler of the Silver Millennium. Treaties, truces, charters, and other official engagements that they had negotiated together. Things that only the prince of Earth and the queen would have discussed. But that would make him…

"Yes Endy, Prince of Earth."

He snapped his head up. "How did you know what I was thinking, what I was remembering?"

She smiled a knowing smile. "You will remember quite a bit more before you leave here." She looked at her daughter, who was again unsure as she had seen Darien go into almost a trancelike state for the second time. "As will you, my daughter."