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/n: I don't know how well this will do if at all, but I'm going to try. I have very few ideas so don't expect much in the way of updates.
Warning: this fanfiction is rated high for adult theams, although not every chapter may reflect such. Be on the look out for chores Langue, sexual situations, and descriptive sceans of gore and things not for the faint of heart.
Chapter 2
The moon slowly came into view, the many crators and mountains clearly visible now. As the ship approached it searching for a landing spot, Piles of rock stood out as if forming something. Some of the rocks didn't appear to be rock, but the remains of a white marble type stone. The ship flew over it landing miles from it, on a more even landing space.
Five figures emerged from the ship, dressed in their respective ranger uniform giving them the oxygen they would need to complete their mission. They begun to walk from their ship, clouds of moon dust billowing up around them with every step almost blinding them. "How are we to find this girl?" the pink ranger asked.
"I don't know, maybe this stone has answers." The one in red commented opening his gloved hand, the crystal planted firmly in place. Almost instently it begun to respond glittering faintly.
"I still think you are leading us on a wiled goose chase because you fell for a girl that only lasted a night…" the yellow ranger almost growled annoyed with her friend's lack of leadership skills.
"Then what else do you suggest we do?" Jack retorted but could not finish due to Sky cutting him off.
"We are under direct orders after all." He reminded the arguing rangers. As if in response the crystal once again responded. It begun to flicker and flash of its own accord, turning a silver-white light that soon caught everyone. A soft voice broke through the chaos speaking softly, "I will take you back to the night of princess Celene's death upon the moon."
As the words filtered through the ranger's heads, they felt a pull on their bodies. None of them had time to think as they felt themselves spinning out of control, only to land in a heap of body parts a moment later. After standing again, they noticed their sroundings for the first time.
A grassey plane extended as far wide as the eye could see, flowers and trees adding to the otherwise jaw dropping sight before them. In the far off distance, golden poles shot into the skies forming towers with fine moonstone and gold. If one took a closer look, they may suspect this was rimates or so of a butiful palace
As the rangers neared the end of the field, they could clearly see the palace visible in the far off distance.
"Wow…" Syd gapped stopping a moment. She had looked down at herself to see why her feet had started to bother her. When she had done this, she had taking notice of her outfit for the very first time Instead of the pink and gray SPD uniform, she found herself dressed in a floor-length ball gown. The fine silk flowed over her shoulders and down her body like a fine pink waterfall. The color matched with the faint light of what appeared to be daylight. In the center of her v-cut neckline, a dimond five rested perfectly centered. White eblow-length gloves copleted the outfit. "Now this is my style." She beamed spinning once to show off the dress.
Upon seeing this, Z decied she best have a look at herself as well. She too found herself whering a mirror image of her friend's dress. The only two differences, where Syd had pink, Z had yellow, where Syd had a five, Z had a four
"I wonder about us…" bridge wondered. The boys too had gone under similar transformations making them look much like people did during the current time pirod. Their outfits consisted of a head to toe black armor-like substance, with a wepons holster running digally from the right shoulder to the left hip. On the top, in fine silver plating, where the shoulder connected the holster strap, stood their respective number. Matching colored capes billowed in the wind behind them completing the outfit.
"Well at least we won't look like complete freaks…" Syd commented holding back the urge to laugh at her male friends.
"Very funny Syd… at least you look like a princess, and not highered help…" Jack muttered.
"Lets not get into this now, we have to find why we were transported back into this time." Sky cut in again stopping an argument before it could get started.
With that, the five rangers set out to locate the palace. As they neared the city, their mouths hung open once more. Cars of some kind drove here and there along the busy streets. People of all shapes and sizes moved about, either picking their children from school, or heading home from a long day at the office. In fact, the city looked nothing like their clothing would suggest.
Their travels led them deep within the modern-day city People paused in some sort of respect when they passed by, but they thought nothing of it. Young children chit chatted about an up coming event in the palace, and the five rangers paused to listen. "Yeah, the princesses birthday ball is tonight, I wish I could go." One child commented.
"You know, only high officials are invited. Although it's suposted to be a huge event." Another child piped in.
"I know, and that is what makes it so unfair." The first child begun to complain.
"But, I heard that the moon twins want the whole town to come." Yet a third child added joining the other two voices.
"They may want the whole town, but their mother may think different." The first child stated in a mater-of-fact tone.
"I know, she has changed so much. She seems in such a rush to have serenity-sama marry that earth prince…" the second voice sighed.
The five rangers had gotten enough information and passed right by the children. They quickly stopped their chatter and scattered. The rangers looked at one another wondering why suddenly the children seemed so afraid. It was then they realized how they were dressed. Choosing not to say anything more, they continued their trek to the palace that lie just beyond the city limits.
Soon enough they had reached the gates, but before they could figure out how to get in, A man dressed in nearly all white with hints of gold and silver escorted them in. The inside of the palace looked nothing like what the outside distant view would have suggested. The floor was made of a fine marble that looked much like glass. The walls were made the same way, but lacked the same shine. Gold trim lined the celings and the boarders around the floor. The marble on the walls looked more white, and plush red carpets lined the floors and stairwells. Elgent wood lined the railings, and one would have thought that it too were made of the same material.
The rangers were shown into a large dining hall of sorts, consisting of a large table located in the center of the room. Seats lined the table, gold rims with soft sillk backings. The table was covered with a fine silk cloth and plates and other dishes completed the look. One thing that seemed different, was that one chair seemed to have been missing.
"Why is there one less chair at this table?" Jack asked, ever since he layed eyes on it, he had to know.
"Oh, princess celene is wheelchair bound, and that space is reserved for her." Came the reply as the man ushered them to take their seats.
Moments into their arrival, three women approached them. Each had been dressed in a similar fashion, but never the less different. The woman in the middle was the tallest out of all three, she wore a diamond studded crown that held a perfect bun in place. Tendrles of her fudge colored hair framed her features perfectly. ON the center of her forehead rested a gold upturned crecent, the symbol of the lunar family. Her etire consisted of a neckless made of the same material as her crown, and an ankle-length white ball gown that formed tightly at her shoulders and chest, and just as it moved to hug the curve of her hips, it flowed outwardly, but still clung slightly to her frame. The dress seemed to glitter in the light given off by the golden chandeliers that hung in the room.
The second tallest, looked to be a girl no more then 14 or 15-years in age. Her young frame and youthful face gave her age away quite quickly. Brown bangs hid the symbol marking her to be that of lunar blood, but one could still see it from under the thin vail. Her hair did not have any item decerating its dark locks, and was held up by a simple black hair robin that vanished against her silken strands. Her evening-style ball gown hung loosely against her frame, but like with her mother' her gown tuched the floor not showing any sign of her legs.
The last, and the shortest, sat on the left side of her mother, in a simple black and silver manual wheelchair. The chair fit her just so, giving her little room to move. Her brown eyes shown so much promis, but also appeared distant, almost lifeless. Her bangs did not show, and her crecent appeared plane as day in the exact center of her forehead. Her dress, while like her sisters, clung more to her body, except near the legs, where it fanned out somewhat. Clear glass-like shoes could faintly be seen poking from the rim of the outfit.
"Welcome, the woman in the middle spoke, who also happened to be the girl's mother. "To my left is my daughter Celene, and to my right is my daughter Serenity. I'm pleased you were able to make it on such short notice.
Jack took this moment to realize that his jaw had dropped upon seeing the girls for the first time, but managed to gain control of himself. "The pleasure is ours your majesty." He said quickly, not sure what had driven him to talk in such a manner.
"I trust you'll like the accommodations?" the queen continued. "However, I wish that you could have come on much better circumstances." She finished as she began to go into detail for the reason why they had been called. "As you know, my dear daughter, Serenity, is to soon wed the earth's prince. I have reason to suspect that, Baryal may try to sabotage this wedding, and make cartain it does not take place. Her cort are here, but I fear that may not be enough."
"We completely understand, so whom are we being assigned too?" Jack asked continuing to keep that same calm, that same tone of voice, as if he had been expecting this. The others in the room just gapped at him, but kept to themselves.
"One of you will be expected to watch over Celene, and make sure she remains out of sight, and protected should anything happen. The rest of you will pair off and Join the ball, and make sure the guards are keeping close enough tabs on the palace." The queen began ignoring the shocked look Jack gave her at that moment.
He could feel his anger swelling up inside him, but all attempts to repress it failed. "How could you say that about your own daughter. Just because someone is in a wheelchair, does not make them helpless!" he shouted causing the queen and his friends to give him strange looks. Sky and Bridge found themselves restraining him.
"Please excuse our friend, our journay has been long, and we have traveled most of the way by foot." Sky cut in forcing Jack to sit down. "We are tired, and he has quickly lost his cool."
"Understood… I'll have you shown to your quarters, there you may rest before tonight's festivities begin." The queen commented as someone moved to do just that.
"Thank you so much…" Sky quickly commented before Jack had a chance to add in his own two cents.
"I'm going to take a look around." Jack commented wondering off before anyone could stop him.
His adventures took him down many halls of nothing but doors. He could only gaze around at all the high walls, bright colored walls, and the designs located on the doors.. He paused when he thought he heard a sound. Slowing down considerably, he crept slowly along keeping his ears open. A door off to his right caught his attention when he saw t cracked and light filtering out into the hall. Leaning against it, he peered inside, but what he saw shocked even him.
Celene sat clad only in her undergarments, her dress discarded and left someplace. A knife rested in her trembling hands as she forced shaking fingers to close around the handle. The blade shown in the light as she lowered it to her pale arm. She winced only slightly as a thin layer of blood dripped down her arm. She drove the blade deeper until none of it could be seen, blood gushing from her arm.
Time seemed at a standstill as Jack ran over to the fallen girl trying to stop her. He fought with her removing the object from her arm. "Someone help!" he shouted but, all his shouting fell on deaf ears. "Come on please! Someone help!" he called again and again, until finally his friends heard him.
"Jack what have you done!" Syd shouted as she ran in. By this point, Celene had stopped breathing, even though blood continued to poor freely from her arm.
"I found her like this, I saw her cut herself." Jack retorted defensively. "I don't know why she would, or anyone for that matter, would consider such a thing, but it happened.
Finally the shouting had reached the ears of the guards, who came rushing in. They saw the bloody knife in Jack's hands and suddenly everything moved in fast motion.