Disclaimer standards apply, Phil of the Future, and Sailor Moon do not belong to me, but Kayla does.
A/n: now that the first chapter is complete, I can focus on finishing the introduction of all the rest of the characters. If things seem a little confusing, just keep reading and they'll make since soon enough. If you are still confused for any reason, e-mail me.
Warning: Standard adult warnings apply. Simple do not like do not read. See chapter 1 for full warning disclaimers.
Chapter 2.
The fimular sensations of the time stream flowed through her veins as she searched the time line in order to find the perfect place to stop. All the years that flashed through her line of sight should have not happened, and the time senshi would be sure to correct the mistakes made. She only prayed she could. Crystal Tokyo just had to come to pass, but at this rate, it surely would not. Small lady would not exist….. or did she? Other questions like this continued to flood her mind.
2004-august-South Daytona Fl.
Her eyes spotted an image of a brown-haired young woman waking to great another morning. She rooled onto her side, wrapping her arms around a figure. Satsuna's anger begun to reach a boiling point and she flew into the image landing in front of the man and woman. "How dare you!" she shouted causing both of them to sit up, the covers falling from the woman's bear chest reveling her not-so-perfect skin. Her eyes remained half-closed as her mind blinked to redigister the yelling.
"Who are you? Who are you to come barging in here…." She stopped abruptly her gaze turning to the man beside her. "George…"
The man Looked up at Satsuna, then at the woman beside him. "Love, I sware to you, I don't know this woman."
"Like Hell you do, how else could she get in here… without a key?" Tears begun to sting at the woman's eyes as she slipped out of the bedroom not bothering to cover her nude form. Satsuna chased after her.
"You know as well as I do, you can't fall in love, for he'll die one day and you won't…"
The brown haired girl froze at those words. "Why you bitch…. How could you-…. " But George's voice cut her off mid-sentence.
"Kayla, Honey, are you alright? You do know, you're the only one for me…?" George's voice was soothing, welcoming, something that was much-needed in her life. When he'd use this tone of voice she belived him. It was then Satsuna's words took full effect.
"Honey, can I talk to this woman alone?" the woman now known as Kayla requested keeping her voice calm cool and contained.
George nodded. "I'll go out and walk around… why don't you come and get me when you're done."
Kayla nodded and as soon as the sound of George shutting the front door reached her ears, her attention turned to Satsuna. "You must be the senshi of time, Sailor Pluto… Usagi has told me much about you… and I know why you are here. " she recalled externally suddenly.
"You know that as well as I do.. the future must come to pass, small lady must be born…" Pluto began
"Is that what you want, or is it what everyone wants. Perhaps, thins happened for a reason….. perhaps…. Not… but this does not give you the right to try and direct our lives the way you see fit." Kayla cut off the time senshi with her harsh, but yet true words.
"I am well aware of
this, but my concern lies in the fact Usagi-chan has given birth two
years too early. There may be someone out there who has her
qualities, and powers. With or without the ability to transform, mass
destruction can still occur if such emotions as felt by this person
were to-"
"I get it… yet I wonder why I should help you,
why I should through away everything I've got for this… the earth
is safe, Sailor Moon is the one to handle such matters, not me…its
her daughter after all." Kayla remineded.
"Yes this is true, but you don't understand she's not talking to me. And, I know crystal toyco has yet to exist, due to the fact I'm here now. Satsuna insisted.
Kayla hung her head, her body slowly moving of its own accord tward the door, where the love of her life waited. Resting her back against it, she sighed, "You know I've in a way disinherited my life as a senshi by falling in love. I can't, no I won't live my life without knowing love. George may get on my nerves, but I still love him… nothing you can say or do can change that. I can't just turn my entire life upside down because of some huntch…. And tell someone, who would be 14… that their life is changing, that their life as they know it will no longer exist, and they could, given the wrong feelings, end the world as we know it? You want me to tell someone I don't even know, that she can weeled a crystal of untold power? Sorry I can't do that."
Satsuna's rage begun to boil over at Kayla's words. She felt like no one would listen, and she had no where to turn. Her grip tightened against her staff as she tried to contain her anger. "Everyone is against me… you and your sister are nothing but worthless sluts that don't deserve the title princess. You refuse to allow this world to come to pass, all for silly idels of love…!" Satsuna spat, her hand drawing back to knock Kayla off her feet.
Kayla braced herself for the blow that Satsuna would soon deal, but no hit came. "How dare you hurt her… I love this woman, and I would think you of all people should respect that." George cut Satsuna off mid-slap, only to find himself thrown into the sliding glass door shattering it. Satsuna, then slapped Kayla, effectively pushing her into the glass display case. She then exited in the same manner she'd appeared.
Back in he time stream
Satsuna sat in front of the gates looking through the time stream at all of the destruction and pain that she'd caused. She could only hope her methods would be justified, and the sailor Senshi would react accordingly. She knew now that she'd have to return back to when her Princess, Usagi, were sixteen and over-see things. She may not be able to stop what had occurred, but perhaps she could guide her princess in the right direction, and perhaps without as much force.
2004-autust-South Daytona Fl.
Kayla climed out of the display case, blood pooring from wounds all over her body. She approached the sliding glass door, and her love who lie motionless where he'd been thrown. Tears pricked at her eyes and she knew now thatif she could help him, she'd have to come clean about who she was. He had tried saving her when he thought she were only "disabled" and the thought that he may turn on her when she told him, crossed her mind, but she could not dwell on such things.
Slowly she approached him, checking all his signs. She could feel him breathing, his heart beat seemed normal, and like herself he had been cut several times. "George daijo…" she begun to whisper realizing she begun to speak in a langue other then her own. She shook her head to clear her mind, the events Satsuna speaking of fresh in her brain. She could not shake them, but she had to think of George. "George… are you ok?" she repeated this time remembering to speak in english.
"Honey…. I'll be fine … as long as you're not hurt.
"Relax…" Kayla instructed. "I'm going to help you." She stated stroking his hair. She placed her hands over his heart as they begun to glow a gold color. She'd only been able to use this power on her sister, but it was all she had to go on. She knew it wouldn't heal him completely, maybe not at all, but she wasn't a quitter. His breathing slowed, his heartrate dropping as well. Soon she had him in a relaxed state. The bleading had stopped for the moment and now she could dress the wounds. Carefully she pulled him out of the broken glass managing, with much effort, to get him into bed. Cleaning and removing the glass, she dressed any openings she could find.
2006-august-pickford ca.
The doors flew open as two people entered. Laughter erupted from other students who had formed two lines on either side of the halls. The students' being laughed at had no clue of what were going on, so thought nothing of this. Finally they stopped realizing others were laughing at them rather than with them. Removing their sun glasses they glanced about the halls completely confused. They looked at one another shaking their heads. Finally they parted ways, each searching for their first class.
The older of the two, a male, finally found the room he'd been searching for. Taking a deep breath, his sweaty palm gripped the knob causing him to have difficulty getting the door open. Finally it opened, and he gazed at the sea of faces in front of him, most he had recognized from earlier in the day when he and his younger sister had been laughed at. "Hi, I'm Phil Diffy, I'm new here… can you tell me if…" he began introducing himself gazing at the paper to remind himself who it was he were supposed to be seeing this time of the morning. When the teacher nodded, he took one glance at the board, reciting the answer to the math problem.
"That is correct, and to think Mr. Diffy got it on his first day when the rest of you had all night to figure it out." The teacher said her gaze trained on two students Phil had sat in front of.
"I love math." Was all Phil could think to say. More laughter had begun at this statement.
"Who loves math?" one girl had questioned, while the other continued her snickering at Phil's expenance.
"Stop it…" the teacher ordered, " how about a bonous question, its for math lovers only." She continued not allowing the class to be come disrupted.
Later that afternoon, Phil had tried finding a place to sit at lunch, but being new he wasn't having much luck. He had tried to sit with the two girls he'd recognized from math class, but quickly learned about cliques the hard way. However, a girl with curly blonde hair did take the time to talk to him. Her name, he did not know… but he had the feeling he'd seen her before. His first day hadn't gone over well in a new time, but only his family knew he were from the future.
The next day at lunch, Phil had better luck finding a place to sit, and in the chores of one night taught a new friend, who he learned was called Keely Teslow, that social groups don't matter and aren't such a big deal as she and her friends previously had thought. Just as things seemed to be going well, the younger of the two Diffy children approached her older brother.
"Dad called, its time for us to go home, all the way home." She whispered, and in a flash, Phil cleared his tray and had run out of the school hot on his younger sister's heals.
:I wonder what he could have ment…or she rather by all the way home…: Keely thought as she picked at her food. A serge of emotion ran through her, and she held her head as if in pain.
"Keely are you alright?" her friend, who had also joined Phil and Seth, who Phil had met the day before, asked very concerned. She didn't understand how one chance meeting could have such a profound impact on her best friend.
"Its nothing Tia, I just thought I had made a new friend." Keely admitted. "one that I don't know… have a long-term relanship with."
"Who…. Now you're scaring me, you have never considered anything of the sort with any guy after one day." Tia replied a little shocked by her friend's outburst.
2004-august-South Daytona Fl.
Not more then a couple days after Kayla's encounter with Sailor Pluto, time senshi, she had taken on more hours at work, relying on her powers a little more in order to make money while George remained sick. She'd debated hospitalizing him, but what exactly could she say that wouldn't cast suspicion on herself as an abusive "wife". She had been hunched over the sink making sauce when a serge of negative emotion raced through her body. It lasted only a few seconds, but it still remained strong enough for her to know something were up. The sincesation hadn't been evil in orgain, just bad, like is often seen if someone she knew well had experienced pain, like the fear of a great loss. Since she knew no one, other then Usagi, whom shared this link, her thoughts immediately strayed to her overseas twin. The moment she were informed she were allowed to leave, she was on the phone making an international call.
