SailorStar9: It's been a long while since I updated this fic. So, here goes, this is Chapter 1 of The Moirae's Interfence. Read and review. Anyway, the Gods and Goddesses' names in this chapter (except when they are talking telepathically) refer to the codenames of the Assassin's Guild, which Hiiro and Trowa are a part of.

Disclaimers: I own nothing, except for the plot. Heck, I don't even own the legal rights to the anime.

Chapter 1: New Members?

"I take it your mission was a success?" Lady Une asked the three females in her meeting room.

"What do you take us for, Une?" Minako smirked.

"I forgot who I was talking to for a moment. I shouldn't have doubted the leaders of the Guild." Lady Une muttered.

"Wise choice, Une." Hotaru snickered.

Lady Une shook her head, "Come on ladies. I do believe it is time for the three of you to meet the boys."

"Good. I wonder how Ares would react when he finds out about us." Ami smirked.

"Pull out his gun, no doubt." Lady Une snickered.

Five minutes later...

"Gentlemen, these are the new members I mentioned." Lady Une introduced the three girls to the G-pilots.

"We're working with weak onnas?" a certain pilot of Oriental origin exclaimed.

The three women glared at him.

"Who are you calling weak?" Hotaru growled.

Minako threw a yellow throwing knife at the Chinese pilot, barely slicing off his hair.

And as expected, Hiiro whipped out his gun and pointed it at the three girls, "Omae wo korosu."

"Why Ares. I don't think you want to shoot your own superiors, do you?" Ami asked in bemusement.

The Perfect Soldier blinked a moment in slight confusion.

"I am Aino Minako, codename Clotho." Minako began.

"I am Mizuno Ami, codename Lachesis." Ami added.

"And I am Tomoe Hotaru, codename Atropos." Hotaru replied.

"To others, we're merely known as the Moirae. Yui knows us better as the leaders of the Assassin's Guild." Minako replied.

"Assassins? Oh you mean like ninjas?" Duo joked.

After all these years, Thanatos is still a joker. Atropos thought mirthfully to Clotho.

Atropos, shut up. Clotho hissed in response.

"No Maxwell. Assassin; as in capital A." Hotaru corrected.

"The difference, Maxwell, is that an assassin is universal, and will kill by how much someone pays them. But an Assassin, capital A, is a member of a trained elite, almost always found in the western world, and will kill by how much someone pays them, and by-" Minako continued.

"By how evil the target is." Ami finished her sentence. "And we always go by the names of Gods and Goddesses from Greek mythology. The one you know as Hiiro Yui is one of our very best Assassins, I might add."

"Knowing him." Duo quirked a brow at his comrade. "No doubt about that."

"By the way Ares." Minako snickered. "Good work dealing with Endymion."

"That traitor deserves to die." Hiiro snorted.

"Point made." Ami nodded.

"Then what are the three of you doing here?" Hiiro asked the three girls.

"Une tracked us down somehow and wanted us to join the Preventors." Minako replied.

"And you accepted?" Hiiro inquired.

"Had to." Ami answered. "The Guild is falling apart Ares. Endymion wasn't the only traitor. We had to get rid of the rest who followed him."

"I see..." Hiiro muttered.

"And Black?" Trowa, who had been silent all this time, asked.

The boys shivered as the surrounding temperature literally dropped several degrees.

"Don't even go there, Triptolemus." Ami hissed.

"Black?" the three pilots who were out of the loop, chorused.

"Wait. Triptolemus?" Quatre squeaked. "You're one of them too?"

Trowa nodded silently.

"Black was our teacher, until Endymion killed him." Hotaru spat.

Lady Une cleared her throat, interrupting the conversation.

"Girls." she turned to address the three females. "I would like you to stay with the five of..."

"No." Ami replied curtly.

Lady Une blinked at her sharply.

"You know we have our own base of operations, Une." Minako reminded her.

"And pray how would you contact Yui and Barton?" Lady Une smirked.

"We have our own ways of contacting our subordinates." Hotaru retorted and the three girls stepped out of the meeting room.

"They're right." Trowa muttered.

SailorStar9: Well, that was one short chapter. Read and review.