Planetary Guardian

I was listening to sad anime songs and this kind of popped into my head so yeah enjoy guys

Disclaimer: don't own Sailor Moon or Vampire Knight

Memorial Stone

Hotaru has a lot of experience with death.

Well that's not exactly a surprise considering that she's a guardian of the midnight gate and her younger brother was the god of the dead. However one thing that not many people realise about her is that she is a soldier.

She's dirtied her hands with the blood of her enemies, made orphans of children and widows of wives. And she's experienced loss. Oh how Hotaru has lost so many friends and family.

From a young age in her first life she was an outcast. She was the royal princess of Saturnia and it wasn't exactly a secret that as the soldier of silence she was destined for destruction. Even in later lives the aura of death surrounded her like a cloak.

Hotaru tried to fight this and shape her own destiny.

'I'm the soldier of rebirth' she cried to those that treated with her scorn 'I help those that have died to find peace'.

'Look I can heal not just kill' she would say with glowing hands covered with the energy to knit bone and skin back together just like new.

But centuries of harsh treatment made her cynical by the time she reached her third life. Again she was cursed to a life of blood.

A demon

A monster

So she accepted their insults as the truth. She learnt to not look away from the sight of the life draining out of her enemies.

'You're right I am a monster' her broken eyes would say silently as her glaive cut them down.

And most of all she vowed that she would never forget the sins that she committed.

Not many people know but in Titan Castle is a large memorial stone covered in the names of every person that has ever lived and died.

And hidden in the garden behind the Saturnian mansion was a similar stone. After every battle Hotaru would painstakingly carve the name of every being that she was forced to destroy in the name of peace and love and justice.

Every night she would sit in front of the memorial stone tracing the names of those that she had wronged in the most vicious way. It was proof that she was every bit the murderer that they called her.

Yuki Kuran

Oh, what a tangled web we weave, when we first practice to deceive.

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