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"SAILOR MOON ETERNAL"
The 6th Season of the Sailor Moon Saga
Chapter 51
"The Poetry of War"
Amid her wild windstorm's hunt, Eternal Sailor Uranus stops perfectly still in place when she suddenly feels her shaken heart burn, her skin goosebumping in a cold freeze of something familiar near. Immediately halting every gust and breeze, Alex had to force out every breath of the intense squall flowing through her body when she finally was able to hear something breaking through her own deafened anguish and fought-back tears—
'Each day we didn't have to promise to each other
We knew how we felt without saying any conscious words
Just the way you held me in your sure arms was enough
Blessed to be yours in our days that'll never end…'
-That singular shooting star's silky smooth voice begins to reverberate in her soul…
'How can anyone say that our meeting was just coincidence?
So right together, we'd never part!
If only we had more time…'
Sayer Starr's focused message in tender song echoes throughout her heart as his last conscious thought was to reach out to her with comfort. The lead singer of the Three Lights' lyrical melody was singing with everything he had left in him to send his chosen partner in life a final, heart-rendered communication.
'I know you can change those tears flowing down
Into your dazzling courage I admire
Even if I am destined to leave here now
As long as you're alive…'
"You bastard! Don't you dare give up on me! Just tell me where you are! Answer me now, Starr! Fighter…Sayer… Keep singing, damn you!" Screaming aloud into the dark demolition, Uranus' eyes were stinging with denied tears more than the smoke and ashes. Droplets of oxygen, carbon and ashes mix with the moistness of the wind-tossed atmosphere this soldier of the sky summoned to powerfully, yet gently, to rain down upon this darkened night of devastation.
And somewhere beneath the rubble not so far away, a small half-note of a pale blue starlight's cadence was still glowing, ever so faintly…
…Ally? I hear you calling my name… But I can't hold out for much longer under here… Just remember…if you can hear me…I was blessed to be your friend… If only we had more time…
That same refrain replays this musician's heart as his rational mind begins to slip away, Eternal Sailor Star Fighter's badly bruised, burned and buried alive body losing all semblance of consciousness. His compressed physical form, that had been denied precious oxygen for several minutes now, could barely find the fight to try anymore…
On the verge of insensibly passing out, Sayer suddenly feels a minute gust of wind start to rustle around his trapped form in some weird out of body way. Then he hears his Alex's deep voice crying out for him, yelling at him, demanding of him, swearing at him with some inconsolable weeping he never heard be wrenched from his tough lady before.
I can hear the sad song of the woman I love and protect
Softly play music with her tears over me…
The sound of his partner truly grieving like that breaks this Star Fighter's passionate heart to be at cause for denying her hard-won love's welcome plea. Regretful tears falling profusely from his dry eyes where he was helplessly pinned down then turn into a cocky smirk at the ironic, yet poetic idea that she loved him that much. Though terribly wounded, with everything within him, Sayer Starr really wanted to stare death in the face and laugh at it, if just so he could serenade his Ally as she had just so abnormally begged her 'annoying crooner'.
But, try as he might, this burned out shooting star had already used up whatever waning energy remained in him to sing his last message for her, leaving a drained Star Fighter now barely clinging to life beneath the blackened wreckage...
How can my life keep going on without you?
Beyond this dark night
Without doubt I must believe you'll still be
Part of my tomorrow, my friend…
WHOOSHHH! SQUALLLL! SQUEALLL! SCCRREEEAAM!
"You have to be alive, you damn fool! You better be alive, so I can kill you for doing this to me! I won't let you die now!" Distorted metal beams scream apart under Uranus' careful direction, the secret tears streaming down her face represented by the reflective sleet and tortured crying out squall she commanded. Alex Starr's despondent wind's screechings were echoed by that of her heart-rendered new Eternal Sailor power form which held the awesome ferocity to devastate an enemy with any number of multiply flexible fierce attacks her tactical mind envisioned. But yet, like the ever-changing wind, it also could delicately be used to uncover something as fragile and precious and rare as a life.
A life so very valuable to her heart that Alex must use a soft as velveteen breeze to uncover the lost treasure of her missing lover.
Contrary Uranus' unexpectedly tender zephyr zips through the smoky debris, stroking gently through the irrevocably melted and smashed down tattered remnants. That meant upending thousands of pounds of the over fifty large carillon bells which once hung atop the holy Cathedral which had come down from the iconic belltower upon her selflessly sacrificing Star Fighter's courageous and caring head.
Beneath the layers upon layers of fused rubble that vindictive Ruby's chaos infused molten fire had crippled this historic Cathedral to the ground, was trapped whatever fleeting light remained in Sayer Starr's star powered body. The pessimist—no realist, Alex—in Uranus would have once given up hope, believing he had been crushed and instantly incinerated, just as ninety percent of most of the collapsed contents and gutted remainder of the charred and burnt out, once majestic stone church interior.
If you were dead, I would know it…
"You made my life worth living…" Thought-provoked Uranus speaks the lyric of her heart aloud, still holding on to that one breath of hope in her pounding chest, though every other sense told her otherwise. Pausing to stand back and evaluate the substantial chapel's needle in a haystack undertaking, she despondently leans an inconsolable hand against the one single gold banister remaining semi-erect near the side where she stood.
There, a half-shredded, beautiful Gospel painting Alex remembered well of Jesus holding the hand of one girl clinging to His robe, carrying a small crippled boy where He taught to 'Suffer the little children and forbid them not to come unto Me. For of such is the Kingdom of Heaven." was displayed.
"Please, Lord…" But even at her most plaintive whispered delicate touch, that precious, valuable religious remain crumbles down to fragile dust on the piles of melted scrap metal beneath it.
'War cruelly takes and steals everything away
Is this my last fight? Where I will be buried?'
"Starr! I REFUSE to let you leave me! Damn it!" The blustery squall of changeable Uranus' angry rebellious heart then goes crazed. Because, at her ephemeral touch to that Jesus painting, her connection to the wind had picked up traces of her dying lover's wisp of an elegy, when he too had gazed upon that heart-moving holy depiction minutes ago.
Alex's wild search through the disaster area accelerates at torrential speeds the wind had previously not ever raced upon this planet—or any other for that matter—now that the soldier of the wind had a clue to the direction of his whereabouts, albeit vague, in the massive shrine's debris. Her telekinetic airstreams flip over every decimated carved stone, destroyed rare metal statue and ashen architectural refuse in the opposing bearing in her mad search to stop her partner—her friend, her lover, her Fighter—from giving up on her.
The independent woman who once thought herself so strong and powerful, felt so utterly useless now, for she could do nothing to change the fate of another she had let steal into her heart.
Out of pure despair, in this moment of torment, on another level of her broken mind, Alex suddenly understood what her Michelle had been going through. And more than being frustrated and angry at her sailor soulmate for imprudently not abandoning the errant starman she loved, Alex inconceivably was very proud of Michelle now for showing her that love never fails to believe, even when all hope seemed lost.
Please, God, I've always known you were out there, even when my rebel soul wanted to deny You, so I could feel in control of my own destiny. I know I'm not now. None of us are. Lord, please forgive me for ever doubting You, for ever running from what I knew was right, for refusing to forgive others, even as I'm asking You to forgive me. I beg You not to let this be the end for us. Not now that I understand that my Star Fighter means so much…I don't care about what happens to me, or where You decide I ultimately deserve to go for all the sins of my soiled hands…Please… The small, soft voice inside Uranus' no longer stubborn mind, with a shaken heart and crushed spirit reaching beyond her normally defiant, self possessed arrogance, in this time stopped moment, was full of prayer to God above.
In the remnants of this consecrated ground, Alex Sokova Starr pleads for her chosen partner in life to share her courage and hold on through the most terrible storm of this warfare. Proving her true humility to God, the reluctantly stubborn woman even wordlessly pledges to forgive despicable Robin Starr for her Sayer's steadfast hope's sake, silently promising to do everything in her power to bring the wayward shrimp back to Michelle's unwavering faith.
Just as how Alex vowed she would do anything required of her to bring her unforgettable Sayer Star Fighter back to her world.
Tears threaten to pour down Uranus' ash stained face, with her mate's selfless spirit telling her to go on living without him still hanging on her instinctively captured air waves. Sayer's love for her was so compassionate, so much greater than his own big ego's self-preservation or desire to live, that it proved their friendship he always loved her with was first and foremost, real and true.
And above all – eternal…
For Eternity
Where the strength of our love has no limit!
Together, come Heaven or Hell…
With every futile wind-tossed search that came up fruitless, Eternal Sailor Uranus could no longer halt the shedding unbidden tears that instantly douse the flames her power-up squall brought for a man she never thought she could care for like this—and certainly not love to this degree.
Beneath the rubble…
As long as you want me, I will try to fight fate, Ally… As long as you're alive out there on keep living just for you, my beautiful Sailor U.
Somehow amazingly, as if carried on the wild yet gentle wind desperately searching for him above, Fighter steels his heart and mind to take control of his wavering spirit. This eternal soldier digs deep within his buried alive, battered and bruised body to find the energy to send out a signal to the one seeking for him so emphatically, so desperately, that he was just about able to hold on to the last breath within him.
With all the love energy for his equal match of a partner inside this shooting star's soul, Fighter's pale steel blue left hand tightens his pained fingers and broken bone hand to struggle to form into a fist the with the final echoes of his pure Star energy from the cosmos…
When you call my name, I'll find a way to come running back to you!
In that same moment Alex hears his song pierce through the air she was a part of, a flashing bright beacon of light in the undeniable shape of the initial U begins to beam up into the dark, smoke-filled sky. The signal stemmed from that lucky ruby ring he had birthday gifted to her (which she had given back to secure upon Sayer Starr's wedding ring finger to show the ladies he dallied with in front of his annoyed, adoring wife). It symbolized everything about these distant warriors' challenging, yet amazingly enduring love story.
When the love of my life called out for me
I glimpsed the sword of truth revealing her pure heart
Somehow, for you, I must go on through all the blood and tears shed
Somehow, for you, I will fight for my life
To battle on as a Fighter…
Written on the wind was all his determination and courage to face the poetry of war at her back. So for her Fighter, Uranus becomes that wind in every wispy current of air and breeze that whips around with atmospheric forces to bend diffused metals and crushed stone alike, forcing them to give way in her racing path straight to her injured lover. Alex's raw new eternal power, now that she knew his target location, shreds apart the decimated building materials amassed above that were suffocating her Sayer's last breaths away.
Princess…if you can hear me…give your friend and mine all my strength to help him keep breathing until I can reach him now…! Eternal Sailor Uranus reaches her planetary spirit out to the Princess of the Moon who cherished both of these strong soldiers pledged to her, Serena holding the light of this star particularly dear.
Across the miles, the special, tender heart that beat within Serena Shields did indeed hear Alex Starr's plea. She sends all her healing energies though the obscured moonlight which the Moon Princess wills to illuminate for her beloveds, with all the devoted love power in her.
And through that intense moonlit message now streaming down on this particular spot of wartorn Russian land—perhaps added to by some new and amazing star connections budding within Uranus that too cried out for their first hero—perhaps another prayerful Princess form beyond this galaxy heard Uranus' heartfelt SOS for help.
From millions of star miles above on Janus, the Starlights' Princess and adopted sister Fireball was able to add her sweet flower scented aura to help breathe the wings of life back into her precious guardian and littlest baby brother, Star Fighter, when he needed her most.
Uranus nods gratefully, sensing both Princess' warmhearted concentration attempt to sustain Fighter's life, accentuated by that now steadily pulsating initial U signal Fighter's brave heart had been sending up for her to find him.
SMASH! THRASH! BANG! WHOOSH!
Now aware of where his body was physically, Eternal Sailor Uranus goes at it with even more passion. The decimated remains of the church fly through the air at unheard-of speeds as she races through, like a parting of the waves of destruction on biblical measure until she uncovers exactly where Eternal Sailor Star Fighter was still clinging to life.
Her heart that had felt torn asunder the deeper into the utter destruction area she traversed skips a beat. Alex's shattered eyes, all at once clear from the ash coating her shivered sight, her smoke choked smell, her disturbed hearing ringing, and every other muscle pounding sense when Sailor Uranus' green orbs glimpse something that had mystified her soul for as far back as she could remember.
Once close enough to evaluate, astounded Uranus' breath was completely taken away as her widening eyes distinguish precisely how extraordinarily her precious light of a star had been protected.
At the edge of her eternally increasing winds spinning frantically and wildly around the merciless scene there, was this annihilated holy shrine's Ground Zero, where the once golden jewel embellished altar gate canopy balustrade once covered the holiest portion of the sacred sanctuary. But in its decimated place now stood another singular structure amid the melted down, obliterated chaos from whence a smallest pale blue light glistens up from.
The winds of time stop still in place, along with every thought, breath and heartbeat at what Sailor Uranus now saw.
That protective golden winged archangel who bore the massive holy Cross weathervane which formerly pointed to Heaven from the very top of the St. Peter and Paul's Cathedral tallest spire pinnacle, was now lying face down with its wings spread wide here at ground level, some 400 feet below its usual perch. Jesus' Cross, usually in the angel's grip, had been separated from the archangel sometime during its descent.
The impressive winged archangel was still shining in all its gold plated bronze glory though, yet unblemished and undamaged by either the devilish attacks of molten hot fireball volley at its targeted spire, nor the great weight of gravity plunging hundreds of meters down.
The huge religious symbol that was first to go down in the wicked woman's horrible attack, holding up Jesus' holy crucifix which exemplified protective, redemptive sacrifice, was even more glorious close-up than Alex remembered gazing upon from a distance years and years ago.
Now, as the dust of her whirlwind dies down, the tears cease in Uranus' eyes when she witnesses what else had been protected and redeemed beneath that Christian banner's redemptive shelter.
"Starr." As if afraid to break the magic of this moment, Eternal Sailor Uranus whispers his name on her lips. Her most tender of winds caresses Eternal Sailor Star Fighter as she feels each breeze rush through her veins, sensing him. Though faint and unconscious, Fighter was still alive, as the lucky horseshoe shaped initial U gemstone ring upon his wedding ring finger continues to glimmer faintly in the darkness at her.
Through the all the smoky destruction as his weak hand continued to emanate the faintest of light signals, this Eternal Fighter had managed to muster that symbol of their bond. Through the ebony smoke and dusty debris pressing down on him beneath the thick rubble that had piled upon that angel statue's open winged back, Fighter's life had only been spared by the holy Cross strategically angled over him, keeping the angel's broad shoulders strong enough to take the tremendous impact.
Fighting the tears behind her eyes at this miracle and pride in her heart for her mate and his soldier's stamina, Uranus zeros in on that 'U' shaped lifeline beacon with hope beyond hope.
The angelic, historical landmark was the only piece of artwork in the impressive church that had otherwise survived intact. Along with Star Fighter's small frame that had been miraculously placed just-so under its Heaven-sent one shielding him from the deadly cave-in's destructive, crushing molten hot ceiling of the monstrous edifice falling from above.
To usually jaded Alex's amazed eyes that become a child's again for this one innocent, believing moment the closer she drew towards the impossible scene, she recognized how the St. Petersburg Cathedral's symbolized Angel of the Lord had been kind to her this night. Her girlhood admired, flying sculptured archangel which bore the enormous gold Cross held in strong hands for centuries now had, by God's Grace, had somehow let that Cross deliberately drop first in just such a way to spare this foreign soldier's body to slip in between its holy beams, safely shielded by Heaven's embrace.
That blessed archangel, with the unsurpassed might of Christ's undefeatable golden Cross to brace him up, had then landed upon it with sturdy metal wings wide to withstand the descent of the entire hundred plus ton Cathedral ceiling that was imminently coming down. Not to mention all the added crushing weight of the over four dozen, huge carillon bells that also had fallen from the disintegrated bell tower spire. They had been displaced against the sacred shield of the solid bronze and copper archangel's beautiful wings which the massive holy Cross was transversely now bearing.
Under the protection of that sacred, sacrificial crucifix that had taken the incalculable weight of all the sins of all the world upon it, then, now and through all time henceforth, Fighter's life had been secured. Perhaps the sacrifice that this special individual from another star had selflessly undertaken for all the people of this planet was not to be forgotten.
The famed Cross and its angelic bearer had fallen exactly at the right angle and exactly right spot to cover Sailor Star Fighter's small, fragile body beneath, without incurring a scratch to the last noble soul left under the crumbling rooftop.
Gently, powerfully, appreciatively, Uranus didn't even have to command the wind at her fingertips to lift the final barrier between herself and her lover, as the massive angel becomes carefully airlifted in an almost surreal, ethereal manner. Then her eternal zephyr tenderly causes to rise, and just as gently set upright over Fighter, that unsurpassable holy Cross with a grateful prayer to all Christians' greatest symbol of Redemption that Alex finally bows her rebellious head to trust in for Eternity now.
She skids to the ground underneath its perpetually outstretched arm silhouette as well, to gather her true love's thin, frail body up to cradle into her strong arms. And all at once, Amaralexis Sokova Starr suddenly understood that this lucky star had changed her to be her greatest self with his total faith in her and heart full of unquestioning love and friendship.
'Just the way you held me in your sure arms was enough.'
Still detecting traces of his last song—still thinking of me til the end—on the wind, she pulls Fighter's thankfully uncrushed body to her chest. All the thought provoked soul who was the Sailor of Uranus was certain that this miracle was to be the greatest Christmas present she would ever receive.
Unwept tears which had filled behind her eyes were finally allowed to fall when she feels the familiar touch of his body pressed to hers, his shallow breaths barely gasping for air as she holds Star Fighter tightly. The soldier of the sky brings her face into his closely, her lips culling her intangible breeze to naturally share her champion runner's tremendous breath capacity with him. The gentle wind that was hers tenderly gusts into his mouth and blessedly flows through his nostrils as Fighter's breath begins to strengthen again.
The tough woman, in her darkest night's terror struggle, had come to realize her deep love for the special ray of starlight was different than any she'd ever experienced before in her life. It was every ounce as precious as her connection with their now shared Moon Princess, and every bit as soulful as her bond with Michelle.
The open tears now streaming down Uranus' cheeks were not drowned out by her lessening squall's waning sleet which cascades down both their faces as she now warmly kisses a breathless Sailor Star Fighter's dry, blood caked lips. Uranus devotes in her kiss all the breath of her passionate love and everlasting friendship that this inconceivable pair of lovers had discovered for one another, his unvoiced lyric's message making direct connection with her soul.
'Only our hot passion for one another can't be lost
You gave me your strength and courage to breathe on.'
And somehow, astoundingly, under the generous grace and love and protection of the Lord's caring, the incredible starman's breathless body stirs to life in Alex's shell-shock stunned, yet utterly joyous embrace. His starlit blue eyes flutter open moments later under the miraculous God sent wind blessing their great love for one another and selfless sacrifice for others as the Lord lifts Sailor Star Fighter's heavy eyelids now gently.
"U?" Sayer's eyes flutter open as he presses his head to her chest, his sailor powered body detransforming in her arms, enjoying her tender touch. His exposed golden ruby initial U wedding ring, still sparkling on his hand, shines even brighter now..
"I thought…ungh….I was going to…ugh...you know…ergh….until I heard your tears…–" He starts to try to say the hard words, Alex seeing only total honest emotion for her reflecting in Sayer Starr's exhausted, but still brilliant blue eyes. His pure devotion made her feel petty for her anger and annoyance at him earlier, just because he forgot what today was.
How could I blame you for that in all this chaos and fighting and pain you're going through?
"Shh, shh." She shushes into his ear gently, not a dry eye in the crowd of curious Russian citizens who had come out to watch this tender scene play between their rescuers, now that the enflamed, crumbling cathedral had been fully doused, its destroyed dust settling.
Even through their fears of panic and language barrier, they had realized that these two brave warriors were trying to help them, and this foreign young man—was he not a dark clad woman just moments ago?—had gone above and beyond, at risk to his own life, heroically saving so many of them to escape the collapsing Cathedral. And then, when this uncanny soldier had been recovered alive from beneath their sacred church's rubble, he had been phenomenally covered by the wings of St. Petersburg's most famed angelic host.
Alex smiles over Sayer's tremulous shoulder to the wind hefted up, golden angel leaning beside the erect Holy Cross that had protected her love, remembering with fondness now how she had looked upon it in awe as a child, and even now more so as an adult.
There, but for the grace of God, go I…
"I love you, Sayer Starr…" Having been overcome with intense emotion on this miraculous Christmas Eve night, Alex finally admits these three important little words that she never had uttered to her mate. Not even once before in their combative, often combustible, relationship where sentimental words were rarely expressed.
At least, on her less than effusively demonstrative side.
"Almost worth cough cough dying to hear." The dark navy blue haired young man shivers in Sailor Uranus' sure arms with the sassy, easy tease in reference to the everlasting bond both had soulfully committed to. Alex was beyond grateful for his jovial attitude to have been returned to her again. "Certainly worth living for." The softly exchanged words of love never before—and most likely never again-spoken aloud between these two tough guys proved the forever bond that literally glows between Sayer and Alex Starr. The intensity of their love and everlasting ties of the eternal friendship was now cemented after a long and winding road for these two stubborn fighters hailing from distant stars.
"Oh, how very special, how terribly sweet." An angry, dripping with hatred and despise voice breaks into their tender embrace. Uranus quickly turns to see Lady Ruby, her body even more bloodied and battered and bruised than Alex's or Sayer's. Both her swollen lips were split and bleeding, her jaw disfigured and dislodged, her eyes all black and blue and puffy made quite a sight of the angry sneer on her face even more frightening than before.
"Good thing you got your lover back, Uranus." The tough female Aussie flexes her broken hand, enduring the pain with a wicked grin. "Because I want 'im to see you die the horrible death I'm gonna drag you through." She suddenly pulls out her sharpened ruby dagger, it glows with the raw evil Metallia energy at its gleaming hilt, its red gemstone blade growing even longer and even more razor-sharp jagged. The powered up weapon was certainly more deadly as she holds it out towards the golden and yellow skirted Sailor soldier with pure loathing in her belligerent eyes.
Click click shickk! Ruby's unorthodox vicious diving blow was held back by a jumping to her feet Eternal Sailor Uranus' own swift sword's appearance. She and Ruby were evenly matched street fighters as the duel becomes heated and fierce, Uranus drawing Ruby away from where Sayer lie prone on the ground.
The two warriors battle on, rolling in the path of the debris as the Russian people watch their sleek golden sailor soldier rescuer brave blasts and avoid stabs in her arms and legs by the red aggressor. Ruby herself takes a few of those sliced blade hits, so similar in speed, stamina and ability were the two long legged skirmishing women.
Sayer agonized as he tried to rise to back his wife up. His weak human body was just not responding as quickly as he would have wanted after all had it been through today.
"Damn it!" He swears, his knees giving out as he collapses after attempting to stand. But just then, two pairs of strong, thick coated Russian men come out of nowhere to hold him up. They lift the inexplicably transformed female to male soldier's selfless, skinny, sinewy arms up, just as they recognized he was the same person who had risked it all to save them before.
"Das good. Help the lady. You like her?" A younger man speaks in the best broken English she could muster and he pulls Sayer up to his feet again to stand on his own.
"Yeah. Yeah. I love her with all my heart." The navy blue haired ponytailed singer meets the teenage Russian's eyes, kindness reflected in many of the proud faces of the good Russians in the crowd. The firm looks on their cold, stoic countenances which soon rearrange to warm smiles, reminded him of his Alex's softness inside that tough exterior.
"My Ally's a tough Russkie too, like you guys." Sayer smiles, gaining strength in the healthy faces, who smile at his winsome demeanor, all generously pulling him up with helpful hands to his agile feet.
Steadying himself for battle, Uranus' rare and declared 'I love you' proudly replaying his mind, Sayer beaming from ear to ear at his inflexible beauty's heartfelt admission and confession which brought him back from the edge of death. Grinning from ear to ear, he takes a deep breath of the wind she had shared with him that re-breathed to life his focus, his strength, his passion for her into the energy needed to call out:
"FIGHTER CRYSTAL POWER MAKEUP!" Getting back his superstar rhythm, Sayer starts tap dancing his mid air spinning kicks with utmost showmanship and athleticism, kicking high into the sky to become the amazing shooting star he was born to be. It proved that this Sailor Starlight was back in top form, as 'he' changes into a 'she' right before these curious Russian people's eyes, as revitalized Sayer Starr transforms into Eternal Sailor Star Fighter once again this day.
But this time, with all the overwhelming devotion and immaculate radiant energy sent directly to sustain this star through the ethers and the cosmos with double Princess Power, Eternal Sailor Star Fighter sprouts a pair of glorious white wings from his blue-black PVC jacket's high collared back.
Donning the radiance of all three of his precious princesses in his overflowing heart filled with their received love, Eternal Sailor Star Fighter wears the tall, unfurling white wings of an archangel now with panache.
"ETERNAL SAILOR STAR FIGHTER, STAGE ON! Don't grieve, for with these Sailor eyes, I will follow you on a Sailor Wing! And this song will be, our stars guide through the universe!" Spreading open wide those invigorating wings on his rejuvenated back, strong voiced Star Fighter feels this starstruck song rising in him as he sings out to his partner currently in combat. With beautifully sparkling angel feathers also on his quick feet, on his musical ear, over his overflowing heart, Eternal Sailor Star Fighter wows the crowd with his Sailor Stars song crystal note lyrics and just as winning flash of a superstar struck smile. This dazzling soulful performer not only stands strong and tall and ready to fly to the sky, but, in a turn of poetic justice, takes on the mantle of their now grounded golden angel that had saved Fighter's life to be an authentic servant of the Almighty.
With the voice of an angel ringing out his Sailor Stars song over the crisp, snow-capped vista on this Christmas Eve night, this real-life seraph now raises in his star-strong, beyond gratefully reverent arms that still miraculously unblemished holy Cross in place of the original golden metaphysical archangel statue.
Though surprised at first, many Russian citizens start applauding as they share shrugging glances at this odd, but uniquely exceptional, young individual picturesquely bearing across the skyline the hallowed Cross symbol of their physically—but never spiritually—destroyed, St. Peter's Cathedral. These hearty people had become a rather open-minded bunch after the past few years of unrest and modern transformations of their old world into a new era.
So what really could shock any of them any longer? Besides, how bad could this self-proclaimed Starlight soldier be if his choice was a woman of good Russians stock? She was certainly proving herself a commendable warrior before them as Sailor Uranus was one of the most expert swordsmen in the entire galaxy, easily able to stop this roguish amateur for sure—
That is, if Lady Ruby played fair, without utilizing her borrowed chaos power.
But down and dirty seemed to be the rule of thumb as energy swipes, neck strangling and power explosions tried to break Uranus' sword—Nothing doing—and then suddenly Ruby changes her tact.
Blood dripping all over the snow and ash ground from both woman, the dark Negaforce female makes the ground shake with a snap of her fingers once again. Uranus attempts to stop her in a dive to try to steal away Ruby's empowering magma dagger.
But that was just what the wicked woman had plotted, it seemed. At the moment Sailor Uranus plunges in to wrench the foul dagger away from her enemy, it suddenly pulsate bursts in a blinding ruby red firelight right in Alex's instantly blinded vision.
"Ahhh!" Uranus screams, blinded by the bright magma energy flash right in her vision as Ruby clutches at Uranus' exposed throat while grasping her dagger's hilt back vindictively. The evil woman cackles as she was fully prepared to slit that Sailor Uranus' neck with the flipped business end of her ruby dagger. Nothing was going to stop her this time as the redhead's crazed eyes were intent for blood now…
"U!" But with that single important initial yelled out across the skies, a sacred Starlight, swoops down on wings of an archangel unfurled from his cosmic powered back.
Eternal Sailor Star Fighter swings like a large bat, that durable copper bronze, golden Cross of Christ he still bore in his arms like the expert baseball slugger he aspired to be, walloping that dreadful weapon away from striking his blinded partner.
"STAR –!" Though nearly depleted of all energy from his recent near-death experience where only a tiny shred of Starlight shone through this dark night, Fighter reaches deep, deep within his soul for the power he required to save his dearly loved Eternal Sailor Uranus. Praying he'd have enough strength and precision aim reissued by now, Fighter had vowed that he would always have her back, and protect his tough woman with everything in him. He promised himself then to keep his partner safe through thick and thin, as he had pledged in the church on that night they were wed one phenomenal year ago today, for 'forever'.
For without his Alex's deep thoughts, her passionate tears, her dazzling light, her unequivocal love to guide him back to the land of the living, Sayer knew he would have died. Just as he would die now without her in his life.
"– CHAMPION LASER CHECK HOOK!" Digging deep inside for all the passionate, intense love Sayer's heart felt for his incredible Sailor U, Star Fighter's newest, protective raw power explodes from his left hand's extended fingertips. His harnessed steely blue star energy zings around and through the initial U shaped ring that was worn on the outside of Eternal Sailor Star Fighter's ring finger, proudly displayed over his long, iridescent blue-black PVC glove.
With all three of his adored princess' love energy yet swirling in him, Eternal Sailor Star Fighter's newest, defensive maneuver was made even more intense when it was combined with his well-trained soldier's full combat mode. Lasers wrap around his pale blue charged fist that slices the sky clearly up in the powerhouse curvature of the initial U shape that had come to eternally mean everything to this Star Fighter.
Fighter's excellent skills as an aggressive pugilist were exemplified here as an even more concentrated laser beam erupts from this Starlight's core muscle with the ability to maneuver, hit, punch, kick, tackle and subdue any enemy, powerhouse blow-by-blow, until Ruby was left utterly dizzied. His precise knuckles insured their target, with rays of intense light exuding from each, even from a distance with all the fighting martial art techniques at his laser focused and lightning fast disposal. In a series of laser slicing flying kicks and ferocious beam fisted roundhouse blows, Eternal Sailor Star Fighter's perfectly in shape physique so entertainingly performs as he batters Ruby mercilessly back from getting anywhere near Uranus again.
With expertly executed footwork that kept rebel scrapper Ruby at bay, this champion of the fighting ring deftly uses some learned boxing know-how to send a skillfully delivered laser charged thrusts from deep within all more powerfully passionate than ever before. The vibrant, pale blue emission of excited atom photons literally right hooks a punishing blow that not only sends Lady Ruby flying backwards with an amazing force. But also with a rebounding horseshoe shaped boomerang effect, Fighter's zinging, pale blue shooting Starlight laser lassos around the molten lava hot ruby dagger that the villain had already recalled to her magnetized grip from where he had previously launched it, miles away.
"Okay, Lady, the gloves are coming off, NOW!" In a high pitched melodic voice Fighter screams at her, getting pretty tired of the cat and mouse game this vile woman was putting him and his Ally through. Fighter was still angry that Uranus was yet winded and blinded after the minute or two of this fighting madness had passed and she still was rubbing at her unresponsive eyes and strangled neck.
"STAR CHAMPION LASER CHECK HOOK!" Like poetry in motion, again picking up the several feet tall golden Cross the winged star angel felt a connection to and was still so proud to herald, an energized Eternal Sailor Star Fighter swings it again at Ruby's extended dagger that dared to go for another blow at Uranus. With a brilliant laser show siphoned from the stars, like a true slugger, Fighter pummels the untouchably despicable ruby weapon borne of unadulterated hatred, like the champ hitter he was, with fingers imbued of blue laser energy that flows straight through the golden bronze holy Cross.
The focused laser charged Crucifix had squarely hit its target with such perfect aim, sure and true, that the electrified particles of the red hot ruby dagger were sent flying straight up towards the heavens this time, high beyond the dark frozen firmament above.
Lord Opalson had designed for his fiery wife the high tensile strength ruby dagger to withstand magma's over 2000°C heat intensity for thermal conductivity. But now Ruby's magnetized weapon had been sent spinning upwards at incredible velocity by Fighter's champion laser star powered thrust straight to the thermosphere, some 600 km above the Earth atmosphere beyond the sky and into space where this Star Fighter originated from.
Flying far up through the five layers of the atmosphere, the glowing with pure heated magma ruby dagger that vicious creature had used to attack his beloved woman soars straight into the galactic heavens at terrifying speed.
"Damn you to hell again, Deviant! You should be dead already! Now you'll bloomin' pay for–-" Seething with livid vengeance, Ruby holds up her badly deformed hand that Fighter's new powerhouse hook laser had struck so severely pinpointed both times. First to loose her grip on the ruby dagger at Uranus' neck without harming the intended victim, but leaving a permanent etching of his initial U ring branded on Ruby's no longer functioning right hand. Then again clobbering her other broken wrist that had been wrenched with the second pounding of that wretched old holy relic—
In sheer blaspheming, pained anger that only saw red, Lady Ruby snaps her fingers of her other still slightly working appendage so hard and so angrily that she willed all the chaotic energy of magnetism which her mad scientist mate had injected within her enthusiastic body to have her magma controlled ruby dagger return to her grasp.
"No! Ruby! Don't!" Eternal Sailor Star Fighter cries out from where he had gone over to help up the downed Eternal Sailor Uranus—who was still choking, clutching her neck during the incredibly swift assault her lover had performed to save her life—to stand up from the ground.
"Like hell you don't want me to get back all that power I deserve, you damn pervert –EERRRTTT!" But Fighter's compassionate, warning words were mistaken by the always suspicious, nasty woman who ignored the experienced star traveler—to her deadly detriment.
The summoned back down ruby dagger that had been specially formulated by evil forces to be able to withstand earth lava temperatures was no match for the over 4000°C high temperature of the solar radiated upper region of the thermosphere in the burning sky above.
"—EERRRTTTT!" The final disagreeable slur uttered from Ruby's painwracked lips reverberates as her greedy hand reached up high to seize the descending fiery red ruby dagger that had indeed absorbed the untold depths of heat in the entirety of the hottest part of the upper atmosphere.
And in the moment it touched her outstretched palm and broken fingers of her branded backhand that Star Fighter had imprinted Uranus' initial seal upon, the transfer of intense heat instantly incinerates the screaming banshee who had been Lady Ruby.
The engraved initial U on her outstretched palm was the last to be seen of the earthly form of the devilish female anyone would ever glimpse again as to ashes she returns to on the hallowed ground she so devastated.
Before the hotter than red-hot thermal embedded ruby dagger could strike any one or any thing else to cause further calamity, Eternal Sailor Uranus commands the winds to encircle the deadly gemstone with cooling breezes until it harmlessly clatters to the ground. The unnaturally disturbed molten lava that had been overflowing to the surface was instantly quelled and straightaway ceased its flow upward to return to its normal pace again beneath the earth where it belonged.
Stone cold dead.
The shaking aftereffects and magma erupting tremblings which had demonic control over them now were gone, the villainous heart within Ruby herself struck dead by her own hand.
Uranus' sight finally had blinked back just in time to witness Ruby's demise at Star Fighter's powerfully glowing hands.
The raw energy which my Fighter had shown to stop her from killing me… It was amazing. Just like you are, Anklewings.
Watching with quiet gratitude to God for answering this child's questions so beautifully apposite all these years later as her own strikingly winged angel respectfully takes that triumphant Cross of Christ—which had been so instrumental in saving his soul, too, in so many ways today—up to a snowy hill above the city. The sweet osmanthus fragrant moonlight shone upon the Crucifix which now again overlooked St. Petersburg as its immaculate golden landmark beacon of hope and light that she would always remember, Uranus proudly smiles at Eternal Sailor Star Fighter flying down towards her across the otherwise dark sky.
He catches and returns that smile as the Sailor Starlight soars overhead, coming in for a landing just as his archangel wings, their job done, disappear from his shoulders a second before this impressive hero stumbles down the snowy ground on his face.
"Fighter!" Uranus pulls her weary self up, leaping across the cracks like a cat in the now thankfully silenced snowy ground and rushes to her lover. The yellow and gold skirted Eternal Sailor scout lifts around her partner's heaving body, that was totally worn from being practically killed this day, nevermind all the exertion and energy draining new power-up Fighter had displayed, twice.
For me.
"Starr." She whispers more gently with a smile, as in her arms, Eternal Sailor Star Fighter's heaving breasts beneath that 'X' criss-crossed steel blue ribboned midriff shirt showing his utter depletion. But Alex was more than accustomed to her husband in this state–ehem–just before his smooth voice would utter a crack of some humorous sort like—
"Ally, after this, will you warm me? I'm so cold, I can't feel my jolly." Star Fighter states seriously deadpan, joking—or perhaps still a little dazed and confused—as to this sacred Starlight's current gender properties. But whether Fighter or Sayer, this shooting star possessed the same beautiful eyes that mirrored a beautiful soul which flutter open to look directly into Uranus' where they two laid in the snow side-by-side.
"All night, until you thoroughly defrost." Eternal Uranus whispers huskily the teasing promise in their brand of playful innuendo with a firm squeeze to his reaching out, blessedly warm hand. The thought provoked woman was able to calm her wildly frayed nerves down ever so slightly, grateful that the immediate threat to this country of her birth had been halted and they had made it through alive, together, and her Fighter was safe in her arms again.
"You look terrible, U." He smirks up into her eyes, at a joyful loss for other words at the sensation of her palm tight in his for once. Fighter's other hand fingers her bloody chin, split lip, torn cheek, and up to her cut forehead, Alex not wincing, but reveling in his touch as well. After all, in that fierce hand to hand combat with Ruby, Uranus' body had been bruised and burned black in several spots now visible beneath her new and rip tattered Eternal Sailor uniform.
"Thanks a lot. You don't look too good yourself, 'madame." She smirks back the engendered swipe, deeming now fit enough for him to stand in his own as she claps Fighter's tight backside on the soft snow bank as punishment. Uranus then rises to her own feet, the kiss of the twilight wind on her lips as she sees many strong hands of goodhearted Russians helping Star Fighter back up and out of the snow in the corner of her eye.
The relieved soldier then scans the no longer tremorous, magma filled landscape, pausing to bestow a nod and a grateful smile towards the golden archangel no longer bearing the Crucifix a winged Fighter had taken up in its place. Uranus then commands her wind to carefully set the now kneeling guardian angel away from the rubble, to the top of the hill beneath where Fighter had flown the instrumental Cross up to, in the place where the Cathedral would no doubt be rebuilt someday.
If this world survived for there to be another someday.
It must! For all those little children my living star angel saved this day…
Suddenly her wistful gaze upon Sayer and the reunited archangel with Christ's Redemptive Cross in her vision on the hill behind him turns pensive and Uranus whispers to the still, empty air.
"Neptune's gone." She abruptly concludes in a state of somewhat panic of her beloved cousin, her sailor partner, her best friend who had unpredictably disappeared, sometime in the chaos in the wartorn street, near the Neva Riverbank area where she was last seen. Sailor Uranus did not need to look around to know inside that Michelle was no longer in the near vicinity.
Alex was sure that her soulful friend had once again followed her broken heart.
And straight into danger. Uranus was certain of that, she not having to say a word to Fighter to know he had her back for Eternity, their bond that much stronger now after this night's turmoil had drawn this pair closer together than ever.
As for Fighter, he was trying to politely back away from the adoring crowd who had now warmed up to the unforgettable winged hero. The rock star even had learned how to properly say a smooth 'da svidaniya' (goodbye) with a few hearty handshakes back to the elder men who were now taking a closer look at the shapely female. All while he gives a wink or two to the young girls whose hearts were set a flutter by this quixotic foreigner with the gorgeous voice and come-hither eyes.
Uranus feels the wind behind her as she was about to use her newfound power over it to lift them to the skies and let the wind take them to Neptune to retrieve her swiftly from that tempting dark Star that had called her no doubt, when –
"Argh!" Uranus abruptly falters in her step, leaning to Fighter's shoulder for support for a moment as her senses reel, she not able grasp exactly what was going on the for the pain stabbing in the outermost section of her disturbed heart.
"Is Neptune –!?" Concerned as much a she, Neptune's name echoes from Fighter's lips across Alex's suddenly shaken soul as her first thoughts were for her beloved Michelle–
But the second later, Uranus was horrified by the realization that though the pain was not for Neptune, it was indeed for someone else special who was very precious to her heart.
"No. It's Saturn." She whispers to Sayer, he looking into her pain stricken eyes with anxiety of his own as he too felt… something…that had hit this newly adopted soldier beyond the solar system hurting inside just then too.
"The little firefly has gone out again." The leader of the Outer Sailor Scouts speaks with eerie conviction, feeling deep inside that it was too late to do anything for Tara, the child once again sacrificing herself to the fateful destiny of her Guardian planet.
I should've protected her, I never should entrusted that little kitten's protection to anyone else – Uranus' angered heart begins to blame another, one whom she had given responsibility which was, by duty and fate, meant to be hers and hers alone as the outer scout leader of the solar system for the little girl she, Michelle and Susan had reared from an infant.
"I won't make that same mistake twice." Alex grits her teeth as she wordlessly begins to race as fast as her legs could take her again, becoming one with the wind to take total control over it by grasping the currents tight as she vowed to hold onto everything dear to her heavy heart from now on.
Fighter makes a reverent sign of the Cross as they pass via the tempestuous wind by that golden Crucifix he had planted atop the hill overlooking where the cathedral once stood, its guardian archangel's melted down golden legs now kneeling at it appropriately so. Into the heavens via her wind tossed starlight express, Eternal Star Fighter flies with Eternal Uranus high up into the sky they both were integral part of.
But this time she did not shun him away as her hand reaches out this time to grasp tight hold of his, which she, for once in her life, realized had always been there reaching out for hers.
Michelle, I'm coming. The thought of protection reverberates across Uranus' soul as she and her everlasting friend Fighter soar up higher than the wind currents that only he could keep up with her upon.
In the poetry of ever evolving war, these two warriors flash into a pair of pale blue and yellow streaking starlights now as the world below becomes distant to them when they disappear behind this silent night's moonless twilight skyline…
Hello SM Fanfiction friends!
Thank you for reading this emotionally important 2-parter episode of our Sailor Moon Eternal saga! :)
It was quite an emotional ride wasn't it? Definitely a significant step in Uranus x Fighter's relationship going forward now, Alex realizing how -inconceivably due to their rocky past - much Sayer Star Fighter means to her, expressive through her tears and cursing at her lover after having almost losing him in this 'Poetry of War'. (The title was inspired by the great Shiho Niiyama's final song recorded way back in 1998 just prior to the Japanese voice actor's retirement due to life-threatening illness :( It's a very moving piece of music, with translated lyrics inserted in throughout the story - along with the pair's duet of 'Everlasting Friendship'- that fit right into this chapter's extremely dramatic and highly romantic story arc.
Please take a minute to leave me a review of this 2- part conclusion episode (probably this author HarukaKou's favorite ;) to tell me if it's even up with Fanfiction having so many issues lately.
Doumo Arigatou again for reliving this amazing Haruka x Seiya love story with our beloved Sailor Moon character friends together!
God be with you all! as we believe in miracles under His Loving Hand.
Your firend,
HarukaKou