Five Short Pages
By: Wilona Riva
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or Sailor Moon.
Author's Note: This a short companion piece to Of Saturn.
One
Crystal Millennium, Time Gate
Jack squinted, but couldn't make heads or tails of where he was. Before him was a tall, tan-skinned woman with dark green hair and wine colored eyes; she wore what resembled a white sailor-suited short skirted bathing suit of some kind with boots and carried a bejeweled key-shaped staff as tall as she was.
"You're out," was all she said, a smile on her face. "You know Endymion will be coming for you soon."
Jack saw Phantom shrug. "It was inevitable, Suna."
The mists in that dark and lonely place resolved themselves into the shape of two great ornate doors. "What?"
"It is the Space-Time Door," the woman told him. "These doors lead to the Fourth Dimension, to any point in space or time," she explained. "Through them, you shall pass back into your own time and place. Phantom, love, your Terran father must go alone for you are not permitted to travel with him."
Jack turned to face the ghost who was his son, and squared his shoulders. "Danny?"
The King of All Ghosts released his father, who swayed for a moment before catching his balace. "You'll be fine. What you do with the knowledge you gained here is up to you."
Setsuna nodded. "Try not to change too much of the past, Mr. Fenton. We need the Crow Prince to provide the balance the Reflection needs."
Jack nodded, as Setsuna walked with him to the great doors. Inserting the tip of her staff into the lock, she turned it and he heard the doors click open. Bright light blinded them for a moment, and then he was gone through. The doors shut behind him.
Jack hadn't gone far when he tiptoed back to the doors and peered through the lock. His son was locked in a lover's embrace with the Guardian. He smiled to himself.
Present Day, Terra, Amity Park, Fenton Works
Danny dropped his book bag on the floor with a thud, and opened the fridge to see what was edible, or possibly less ectoplasmically-inclined to come to life. The sound of a throat clearing reached his ears and caused him to whip his head around at the sound.
"Dad?"
A chair spun out to meet him.
"It's time we have a talk, Danny boy."
"About what?"
"About shoes and ships, sealing wax, cabbages and kings."
Danny was confused. His brow furrowed. "What?!"
"Your future, Daniel. Now sit!"
"Yes, sir," he said, in a quiet voice.
Excerpt from Saturn's Diary
Today, Yuki performed a healing spell to take away Ganymede's headache that almost caused a backlash on him. He's agreed not to try it again, and will spend the next six months at home on Saturn studying with the healers.
Ganymede has been strangely quiet after his visit with Endymion and Serenity. He's agreed to finally be Cleansed by the Ginzuishou. Neither of the two royals know what sparked this decision, although Mercury-hime says it may have been the result of the past briefly touching the future. Setsuna refuses to say anything.
Wonder if I can get a few cockroaches from Shinju's 'pet' farm. What she'll do then?
"Kill you is what," Ganymede muttered, back in the Reflection, in his lair after reading the last word from Hotaru's first entry page. He clutched his forehead in pain. The memories of the man he'd helped to return to his own time flashed in his mind, along with a complicated explanation about the birds and the bees that had left him blushing for days when he was a teenager. His hair turned bright cherry pink at the thought.
He looked toward the shelf where he kept his most prized ice sculptures. His gloved fingertips traced one, that of the burly man playing with action figures. "Dad, I remember you now." The woman, next to him, frozen mid-battle stance against a ecto-puss, caught his eye. "Mom." How, he knew she was his mother, he could not fathom. His memories were still hazy, but slowly coming back with time.
A red-haired girl dressed in black and teal, was sitting on a couch reading a book. "I still don't know who you are to me," he told her, "but maybe in time I will."
Two strong arms wrapped themselves aground him, and a soft kiss planted on the back of his neck. He smiled, and turned his head to meet his love's gaze. "Hello to you, too, love."
"You finally remembered?" Desiree asked him.
"All, but her," he said, indicating the figure of the girl reading the book. "We were close though."
"It will come with time. Esther wishes to show us the newest addition to her garden."
"Then let us go," he said, taking her arm.