Solar System
The Queen of the Moon and the Wielder of the Sky
Queen Serenity wasn't from the Moon. She used to be the Guardian of a star now dead, one she fought valiantly to protect but, ultimately, was engulfed by Chaos itself.
She barely escaped the same fate, the small star that was going to be her daughter held tight next to her heart, while she looked for a place distant in space from her ruined home to start anew with the remainders of her people.
She seldom spoke of that time, of her past, of what she lost.
She used to have her own guardians and her beloved, along with her kingdom. Now she only had a handful of refugees.
Landed on the single Moon of Earth, small and unwelcoming but full of untapped power, she tied the Silver Crystal to the small satellite, so she and her people could rebuild a life, and the Moon flourished in Mare Serenitatis.
Curious and wary, Royals from the major Planets came to her new kingdom and she greeted them with such grace and honesty that she conquered them all. In a short time, she proved herself to be trustworthy, capable and intelligent, to the point her intervention prevented a war and made for the strongest alliance ever seen in that System.
The Royals of the other Planets had each their problems, so she taught them their daughters carried a Starseed and how to use those powers for their people's benefit. To learn better, the small girls were sent to the Queen, who was ready for her little star to be born at last.
When she gave birth to her daughter, the Inner Senshi were already kids and Queen Serenity saw the bond they were going to form with the baby princess. With the agreement of the other Royals, the four princesses became the little girl's guard and their first fight against Nehellenia shortly after proved them brave and strong, as expected.
Other four girls, Royals from the Outer Planets, were later tasked with harder missions: Pluto to the Doors of Time and Space, Neptune and Uranus as the sentinels who guarded the System's borders, Saturn, the youngest but also the most powerful and unfortunate, was sent in deep sleep as soon as her devastating power revealed itself, to wake only in the most extreme of situations.
Queen Serenity picked a name for her daughter, Eirene, but only her title was to be known, the same as hers: Serenity.
In her little girl's golden hair, in her blue eyes, the Queen saw glimpses of her lost spouse, Hyperion. He had been strong and brave, brighter than the sun, and he fell to their enemy.
Or so the Queen believed.
Because on Earth, at the outskirts of cities, there developed a legend, a story told around from mouth to mouth all around the Golden Kingdom.
The story was that a warrior once fell from the Sun and came to the help of people of Earth in moments of need. He sheltered the world from monsters with the only aid of his sword made of the rays of Sun itself and carried the burden of the world on his shoulders.
They called him Atlas, and his sword was made of a metal foreign, stronger than any known.
That he fought monsters, when he happened to meet them, was true, but he didn't come from the Sun. In fact, he didn't know where he came from, every memory lost from his mind.
His sword was the only thing that truly belonged to him, and that too he felt was not really his the longer time went on: his strength was fading and he couldn't wield that marvellous weapon at its full power for much longer, finding it heavier and heavier every passing day.
Notwithstanding, the warrior kept on with his existence on Earth, in the hope to recover his past, or at least to help make a better present and future by protecting people.
And if, some nights, when the Moon was full and bright, his heart ached of a pain unknown, with a longing that trapped his breath in his throat, if he wished for what he lost without being able to name it, only he knew.
Notes: this is the shortest chapter of the fic, hence why I published it along with the prologue, the next will be way longer. Feedback is always welcome.
Stay safe in those tiring times!