Sailor Moon Eternal

by SetsunaKou

This is a full length novel over 1000 pages long of the 6th season of Sailor Moon, our 'Eternal'. The Wedding of Serena & Darien is attended by some familiar shooting stars cutting across the night sky, finding loves of their own in the Outer-most unlikely places. Romances blossom for the Inners, as a dangerous new enemy's threat could destroy Earth & the Sailor Guardians of it...

53. Chapter 53 - Perfect Wrold

We do not own "Sailor Moon" nor any of the characters.

"SAILOR MOON ETERNAL"

The 6th Season of the Sailor Moon Saga

Chapter 53

"Perfect World"

As Dark Healer's Chaos Flux Beam threatens to raze across the periphery of her soul, Michelle felt at his mercy, distressed that her Robin apparently ceased to have any trace of care, concern or compassion any longer for her. Crying inside, Neptune begins to lose this reality as the Heir's attack on her psychic form was as cold as it was formidable. And in consequence, all of the other unconscious victims' realities that were held in the balance of her delicate, extrasensory hands, as well begin to all slip away...

But still, through it all, the indomitable Sailor Soldier of the Deep Waters' forlorn heart would not give up belief in her true love, even as his dark form was killing her, as her sad song replays yet with hope, even into her dying moments…

That's when another ballad's moving score begins, replete with a sweeping violin overture in interlude with its tender passage, eclipses Michelle's mournful elegy…

Reflecting in the moon, waters seemed to cease swaying,

That time I was without you.

Overhead it could be seen only that one light glimmering.

But I still couldn't find my way…

'NOOOO!' Rising from the ashes heralded by his song, a high-pitched cry of passion rings from the depths of the true Robin Starr's soul.

From out of nowhere, that tiny light which had been thrown so violently aside and malevolently forced into a suffocating, miniscule corner, snuffed out by this thick, all-enveloping pool of evil for so long, makes its way to the surface of Dark Healer's consciousness which had buried the potential for this new sparkling energy deep, deep inside…

Weak like a coward, I hurt you.

The beast inside of me in the way

Why didn't you go on? Run away from me?

Everything I was before changed!

Neptune watches with tears in her eyes as that minuscule gleam explodes straight through the darkness and emanates into a soft green luminosity. It expands, somehow finding the strength that was needed out of his great love to double in size, triple even, and keep going exponentially until it wrapped that mint aura around the dark form of Robin's possessed soul.

Nonetheless, you took me back to the endless sky of your love!

Only that shine of yours could have seen through what I was!

With all of the fragments of star power left within Healer, the real Robin Starr fights back intensely, ferociously, with music full of regret and belief in miraculous love he didn't deserve reverberating in his being for his incredible Michelle.

Such a time, now again, I will swear my life to hold on

To the love you've whispered in your

Perfect world…

"STAR CLEANSING MAELSTROM WORM!"

That mint green, suddenly powering up to a Super Sailor Starlight's mighty gleam, in tandem with the melody building in his heart for love, here on the astral plane, Robin Starr finally receives his Princess Fireball's energy devoted 'Super' upgrade that had been waiting for her beloved to claim it all these wretched months.

Times of pain you endured, overcome when I recall

So dazzling, you blind me!

Now criss-crossing through their shared consciousness, it was the beaten down, true heart of Star Healer, at this instant, now rising bigger than life in a brilliant pale green twinkle, to strangle his evil ebony blackness down before Dark Healer could decimate Robin's beloved Sailor Neptune.

But tell me, tell me now

Did you choose the right path?

The true soul of Star Healer looms tall over his evil doppelganger by injecting sanitizing light right into the Heir's momentarily preoccupied mentality with his own anti-chaos, cleansing version of a potent and disinfecting 'Maelstrom Worm' in its stead.

But this time, his goodness uses his leeching psychic worm to overwhelm the nightmarish darkness with love's purifying light, cleansing hope and clear dreams of a bright tomorrow with his forever soulmate heroine in Michelle.

Why do you still believe in me?

The dark psychic form of the cruel Heir about to psychologically annihilate Eternal Sailor Neptune screams in its worm revealed worst nightmare of having no place for its evil to hide amid Super Sailor Star Healer's decontaminating worm's distilling light. Before Neptune's astonished eyes, the black clad villain's wicked spirit on the astral plane evaporates entirely, burned up from the inside out in a blinding pale green inferno.

Falling asleep on ocean waves,

Entering into that world of yours.

All the while, Healer's heart shining for her had been singing to his ocean maiden just as she had begged him to. And at that very moment, her weakened, choking, dying psi-form was unequivocally freed from the dark wall of death's iniquity smothering her.

Sparkle deepening even so much more than when last our eyes had met!

That's when radiant streaks of incandescent healing light start to implausibly sing and dance and flow like glistening upriver streams towards her with a serenading love song renewed which Michelle Moreau Starr could listen to for the rest of her life.

Soar away! To this world your faith has given my soul back a home in!

Even as snows begin to melt changing to your tears fading!

With feelings of a soldier that lifted her as light as a feather up to the endless sky of love, the aqua beauty reaches out to those strands of mint green light holding his sensitive arms out to her like a shining lifeline that she, now and forever completely unafraid, fully takes hold of his love light forevermore…

Such a time now again, I'll stand by all of your courage!

Alive now in this world, just for you!

And within Michelle and Robin's merged souls' secure, healing embrace, together both watch the Heir to Metallia's evil let loose a deafening, screaming howl from the depths of hell itself. Dark Chaos' denied vengeance seems to lash out one last cry from the dark abyss of nightmares he was plunged into, for it knew it could never feed off this powerful Star Healer's strong and pure light ever again…

Perfect world…

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Snapping wide awake abruptly, Eternal Sailor Neptune's eyes flutter open to this reality of a battle raging all about her. With eyes still dazzled by the brilliance just displayed before her on the psychic plane, Michelle dizzily stands—just to be knocked down again by Eternal Sailor Star Fighter's pinning her to the ground beneath him.

"Watch out, Neptune!" Eternal Fighter cries as he pushes her out of the way, just in time to avoid that obsequious, by now huge, shadow monster's lengthening arms from reaching out and grabbing her up into its darkness.

"Is she all right?!" Eternal Sailor Uranus' concerned voice calls out to Fighter as she lets loose another "Uranus Space Turbulence!" attempt at stopping the shadow creature's exponential size from further expanding.

Blinking, Michelle could see how the shadow had indeed grown in length and width alike, expanding to the entire height of the tall ceiling Temple on the Mount. It towered now over Eternal Sailor Uranus and Major Selah, the two like-minded women seeming to join forces, easily standing back to back under the similar threat circumstances.

The shadow creature roars louder than thunder in evil cackles at Uranus' turbulent winds it scatters easily away while it continued gathering the unconscious Jewish and Muslim people into its wake of ebony blackness.

"Yeah! I just think she's a little—hey, 'Chelle where the hell did you go?!" Fighter looks down to the rescued woman supposedly tucked safely beneath him—only to find Neptune no longer there. She had apparently squirmed out and sprinted off sometime during the deafening melee as fast as her tall white booted heels could carry her—directly towards their downed enemy of that traitorous Sailor Starlight…

"NEPTUNE! STAY AWAY FROM IT!" Uranus bellows in her deepest voice when she caught Neptune out of the corner of her eye rushing to the Heir's collapsed form on the ground. Despite her silent pledge to God to forgive her sworn enemy earlier this day, Uranus had still been tempted to just end 'its' tormented misery whilst Metallia's heir was unconscious. But with Neptune's consciousness still linked inside his soul, Uranus couldn't take the chance. Although, now that Michelle was safely back in reality and off the psychic plane, Alex fully intended to carry out the distasteful, yet necessary, deed with another silent prayer for forgiveness, when—

"MAJOR SELAH!" Eternal Sailor Star Fighter cries out the Israeli soldier's name—good-looking, tough women always get high priority, wink wink—as she was about to be seized by the wicked shadow's grabby hands. In star-powered leaps and bounds, Fighter heroically runs to save her, selflessly rushing towards the massive enemy. But he was just a few seconds too late, as the shadow monster greedily claims the determined female's ripe energies for itself where she defensively stood to protect the elderly rabbis unconscious at their posts before the holy of holies.

Standing before the most revered portion of the holy shrine that their respected new friend had given up her spirit to defend, Uranus and Fighter launch their strongest attacks. In a wind soaring, laser flying fisted lightshow they beat back at the shadow in an attempt to get it to return the Major and the rest of the fallen souls, but to no avail.

"Michelle?" Just about able to be heard through the din of battle surrounding, a small voice whispers into her warm arms' embrace. Eternal Neptune looks down to see Robin looking meekly up at her.

Your eyes! Your eyes are so beautiful again my dearest one!

Their eyes meet in what felt like a forever unending moment, and he smiles softly, their souls brushing like the lightest wisp of a kiss.

"Robin?" Michelle whispers back in awe at the tender sensation sweeping over her. Her every emotion told her that she had gotten not only her husband back, but the other half of her soul had returned. Her beloved had so valiantly defeated the evil within himself, just to save her, and it was really he who was smiling up at her again.

'Oh, Michelle. All those horrible things I said and did to you! How can you ever forgive me? Michelle, I'll understand if you don't love me anymore. But please… I just need to be near you again. I'm not alone when I'm with you. I'm not alone…'

Inside her mind, Michelle hears the flood of an emotional plea full of tears in full realization of what he had done, for he had seen it all through the Heir's demented mind he had fought to reclaim full control of. It was the fraught apology of a man desperate to earn her trust and forgiveness, even if Robin did not dare hope to win her heart back again, knowing he did not deserve to live in her perfect world.

Michelle's spirit brims over with joy as her lover whispers sweet words into her soul once again, as only he could in their communal mind, through their no longer severed link. For Michelle felt their bond was as strong, as if it had never been broken—perhaps forged stronger now as her soul overwhelmingly echoes his soulful love song in her own velvety strains:

Such a time, now again, I will swear my life to hold on

To the love you've whispered to me

In your perfect world…

For they both knew now how special and incredible a 'perfect world' their bond had created, cherishing what they had almost lost had Michelle not kept such an incredible faith, hope and love beyond all understanding. With a gentle hand now, Robin caresses her cheek in gratitude, his beautiful sparkling eyes reaching out to her with such warmth and tears overflowing as he had never cried before, now mirroring the stunning tableau their soulful eyes again shared.

'No, Robin. You are NOT alone.' Neptune's mind projects the beyond relieved whisper of pure conviction poured into his now gloriously bright again soul—the soul she had come to adore, her heart once again finding its true home in the sparkling vista of his gorgeous green eyes.

To Robin, in the reopened realm of their psychically linked minds, in full, unadulterated disclosure again now, Michelle appears like an angel, draped in filmy white streams of light, floating down to an utterly amazed Robin through the dark sea he had been cold and drowning in. Still in amazement as he clutched the dark jacket around himself, Robin looks up to the sea of her flawlessly compassionate and forgiving eyes. That tiny pale sea green orb glows within her artistic, masterful hands which had been tenderly preserving the light of their love all this while in her unfailing embrace. On his knees on the watery landscape in the psychic plane of their souls, the wide-eyed young man gazes upon his unfathomable oceanic goddess, his marvelous mermaid muse, with nothing short of pure awe and adoration.

Now he truly understood how right his pure hearted Michelle was, that there truly must be a powerful God above, deserving reverence from all peoples to have had mercy on this sinner with this inconceivable miracle. The Lord of all things in every universe, who Dark Healer had foolishly dishonored, was far greater than his unworthy wayward star could ever dream. For only a God of awesome forgiveness would reinvest upon this puny mortal the generosity of an 'angel's' undivided attention, unshaken faith and unconditional love which had brought Robin's soul back to the land of the living.

Suddenly Michelle was swept up in a unexpected, powerful kiss, that was so ardent, it simultaneously coursed on both the psychic plane and the real world. It was extremely tender, yet still somehow a fiercely desperate, all enveloping kiss, a kiss which unashamedly revealed to her all Robin's honest pleas for forgiveness which she returned with a gentle, comforting deep embrace. Within this momentous, yet tender scene was also a new gratefulness for the second chance freely given to him, in all the love that her true heart filled with hope and belief which she would not let die, as Michelle and Robin share this everlasting moment in all realities.

Staring into one another's eyes after parting the long, sweetly yearning, yet thoroughly passionate kiss, both sensitive beings were certain of one another once again, through the joining of their souls openly and unafraid for the two separated hearts to once again become one.

'Thank you for showing me the way back to your perfect world, my beautiful Michelle...Thank you for never giving up, never letting me go, even when everything I was before changed. I could not find my way back, not until your shine was so dazzling, it penetrated straight through the darkness…You are forever my hero who I will never hurt again for as long as I live, for you…I never want to be anywhere without you…I love you…'

Her every sense into the depths of her soul filled with him, Michelle was in utter bliss as Robin welcomes her in, over and over, with soft touching and even softer nuzzling in his devoted embrace where the two were kneeled together on the ground, hand to hand, cheek to cheek. He was promising never to leave her side again in this doubtlessly beautiful, endless sea beneath the sky of a perfect world her exquisite love had re-opened, just for him.

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"Michelle! I SAID GET BACK FROM IT!" Eternal Sailor Uranus, her duty for her partner's safety even in the midst of a fierce battle, steers the wheel of her racing heart as she sprints up and dashes apart the reunited pair, breaking their linked hands and lips as she throws Robin Starr hard against the temple wall.

"Amara! Stop! He's back! My Robin has come back to me—!" Neptune starts to explain, but stubborn Uranus was just not listening. Even though she had thought earlier this day that she might find it in her heart to forgive, after witnessing this senseless carnage here on holy ground that he had caused all these people, it hardened Alex's heart towards the despicable Starlight who dared deceive her beloved again and give Michelle unfounded hope.

"No! He's only fooling you once more, Michelle! How can you ever trust that man again?" Uranus gives Robin dagger eyes just as sharp as the tip of her sword which shreds to ribbons his black leather collar as the winded man struggles to stand.

But suddenly his challenging gaze turns from its hard, indeterminate staring match with Alex to crystal clear again, pure mint green orbs full of new purpose when he observes something in his peripheral vision.

"SAYER!" Robin genuinely calls in terror to watch his Sailor Starlight sibling stumble under duress during his one-on-one fist punching cage match that he had taken on the monstrous, intangible creature of shadows which Robin felt regrettably responsible for creating.

"FIGHTER!" With a warning glare at the questionable enemy left behind in her pumping legs racing off, Eternal Sailor Uranus leaves Neptune's side and flies to Fighter's, launching her new Eternal Sailor attack midway.

"URANUS SPACE TURBULENCE! Her ferocious winds pummel back the monster Fighter had been incredibly staving off with some nonstop 'STAR DELIRIOUS KICK'-ing butt fireworks. Thankfully, Eternal Uranus' Turbulence stops it in its tracks from utterly devouring her downed lover.

Before the count to ten KO could be declared, Uranus steps in to shield her Fighter's nearly knocked out, shadow strangled body that was too energy drained to throw out even one more blinding kick which had been illuminating the shadow monster, stopping him from proceeding towards the innocent people.

"Get out of here, Ally! That mind sucking, bad-ass shadow beast of Healer's is gonna feel this last punch before I go down! You get 'Chelle to safety!" Eternal Fighter was growling mad at the inhuman cruelty of this mind numbing creature. But he also realized his boxing skills were going to be put to the test against this virtually invisible being of darkness. Fighter was pleading for his one true love to flee to safety as he called to her over her deafening winds, even as his combative spirit vibrantly glows into one last ditch, massive fist of pure fighting fury.

"STAR FURIOUS PUNCH!"

Fighter's most vehement punch filled with laser etching impact slices in half straight through the creature, rather than sending it flying away as intended.

"When are you going to learn, you pigheaded fool?" Once again this day, Uranus was justified to refuse to leave her equally intractable partner who struggles to smile over his shoulder to her.

"It's come Heaven or Hell for us."

Uranus and Fighter were in this full contact sport ring called life together. The two would stand back to back and go down together, even as the no longer blinded or disbanded shadow beast's cackling reconstitution was drawing nearer to claim both their consciousnesses on its vindictive rebound…

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Her heart screaming for endangered Uranus and Fighter, Neptune suddenly feels her Robin's hand slip out of hers, after giving it a soft reassuring squeeze. She watches with both pride and amazement as the silver haired young man, still sporting his dark, black leather, open chested Heir's outfit, closes his eyes for a protracted second.

From out of nowhere, his long unused transformation headset appears in a flutter of feathered wings on the left side of his determined, well-coiffed head.

And in the next moment—though just minutes ago in the landscape of his spirit he had upgraded to Super Sailor Star Healer upon receipt of his Princess Fireball's beloved shine after months of it waiting for Robin on the untapped ethers—through the hopes and prayers of that special Moon Princess who included three special shooting stars into her kingdom with open arms, Robin felt both princesses' therapeutic touch within his heart. Working in conjunction, Star Healer's newest manifestation absolutely, eternally, breaks away from the dark mold that Chaos had loosed in his soul, never to take hold of him again as every molecule of evil shadow is split asunder by the intense light…

"HEALER CRYSTAL POWER…!"

Out of friendship, compassion, and daresay, love, for his brother and yes, even Michelle's difficult soulmate Uranus as well, Robin was able to reach inside himself and call upon the truest powers of his home Star now after all three of his princesses had wiped his heart clean of Metallia's grip.

Attractive actor, serenading singer and modish model Robin Starr defiantly throws his silvery head back as celestial lights illuminate his unclouded green eyes on this earth for the first time in months…

"…ETERNAL MAKEUP!"

Through the torrents of shadow clouds that did not wish to set him free, brilliantly luminous stars explode outward from behind the coolly handsome young man in a new and dazzling way. Robin exchanges his persona as Metallia's wicked Heir to instead feel the healing energies of good pulsate through his entire being again at long last as a true Star Healer.

As smooth as a silky silver seal, Robin Starr of the Three Lights proves his wiry trim, model-like form's skills as an intrinsic tap dancer were yet undiminished. He stylishly time steps in faultless rhythmic syncopated footwork with brush and shuffles punctuated by perfectly executed first and eight beat counts. With exceptional dexterity at the art of the dance, attractive ponytail flipping like a flowing wave on the shooting star winds, the stunning, slender man from those said stars performs a proficient backflip with ease. As multi-shades of sparkling green limes and mints shimmer gem studded ribbons to criss-cross across his neck, upper arms, wrists and ankles upon his Princess Fireball's endowed Super Sailor Star Healer form, he lands gracefully on his feet as would a sleek cat.

Not finished yet though, Super Sailor Star Healer makes a secondary incredible back flipping leap up to take to the starscape sky once more, now, with the Princess of the Moonlight's radiance enhancing to remake him now into this galaxy's Eternal Sailor Star Healer.

Robin, with a pledge to do everything in his power to make up for past wrongs he had done to this planet and every sin committed before God, many though they may be, accomplishes two stunning upgrade transformations in one incredible display before Neptune's impressed, adoring eyes. After soaring through the sky to take his place back among the shining stars, Eternal Star Healer superbly lands on his talented wedged heel feet with iridescent winged ankle tall boots, wearing a minty tank top shirt beneath a dapper, tall collared a chic, blue-black metallic mini jacket over his shoulders.

And once again, this destined child of the preordained for consequential significance Star Healer could proudly proclaim his rightful inheritance as a Sailor soldier for the right and for truth as the Lord God he now acknowledged had created him to be.

"Piercing through the evil darkness, I am a wandering shooting superstar! Super Sailor Star Healer! Stage on!" Proudly, defiantly, gratefully, his transformative body going streamline as Super Sailor Star Healer before directly launching into trimmed and graceful feathered Eternal Sailor Star Healer to make his stunning entrance back into this solar system's team on the side of angels again.

Robin was indeed inspired to be forever and always standing beside his incomparable aqua angel of Neptune's deep, who went by the name Michelle here on this side of Heaven.

"Equally invited by the new age, Eternal Sailor Neptune, appearing gracefully."

So dazzling, you blind me!

Eternal Sailor Star Healer smiles at the elegant woman who played music into his soul, as she immediately takes her place at his side, the two back to back Sailor Soldiers complementing one another so magnificently, it was like a fine art masterpiece. Together, they stare the inky monster down as the reconstituted shadow beast begins to stir again, threatening to swallow up Uranus and Fighter, given another few seconds.

"STAR ELECTROMAGNETIC TORNADO!"

Crying out a newly graced power which the Star called Healer had bestowed upon him, this stylishly debonair Star Soldier spreads his fingertips out to evoke whizzing ions in mesmerizing helical circles into a high voltage psychic tornado. The localized electric storm was filled with innumerable, humming pale green electrodes that reverberate around and around the massive shadow beast he himself had created when Robin was Metallia's Heir.

Eternal Healer's swirling electromagnetic currents keep the creature of darkness stagnant, trapped in an electrocuting, spider-like hot green web to restrain it from descending upon his allies below.

"STAR SERIOUS–! "

"URANUS SPACE SWORD–"

Uranus and Fighter both take this opportunity to aim and prepare to shoot at the constrained monstrous shadow beast while it was not paying attention to them below. But as if it had eyes in the back of its head, the shadow beast offhandedly turns and emits black oozing smoke to prevent either attack from hitting its mark. In so doing, the massive shadow pins the two attacking Sailor Scouts to the ground with its dark, obscuring smut raining down over a screaming Fighter and Uranus' eyes.

"Uranus!" Neptune calls to her shadow imprisoned and wounded best friend, about to run to protect her blinded partner, even if it meant her own death if necessary, until—

'Neptune! Please! This creature is made of pure ugliness and hatred. I know your mirror can reflect the evil and destroy it with your beautiful goodness and true love, like you did for me. I need you to help me defeat this monstrosity I created with my anger and weakness and fear. I believe you can help miracles happen for me, because you're the only one who would dare to reach for impossible dreams for me, Michelle, both then and now. You gave me faith because you believed.' Spoken through their mental link, Healer looks to Neptune with true remorse in his eyes and utmost faith in her on his unmoving lips.

'But, Healer, my mirror is—' Frustrated, tears form in her blue eyes, for Neptune could not make her talisman appear in her tense, white gloved hands as her Deep Aqua visions mirror once so readily did. That is, until her returned lover symbolically places her hand over his heart, then devotes both of his Star Healer's glowing hands to squeeze her empty ones.

Neptune almost ashamedly shows him the shattered remains of her once unblemished pure heart. But Healer's shimmering green eyes merely smile, inwardly sensitive of what he must do. With his true Star Healer power unleashed, Robin begins to piece together his partner in life's mirror that the beast he had become had cruelly shattered.

'Michelle. Just try one more time…please...' Sending this succinct directive once again through their open mind link, Healer suddenly closes his eyes, knowing he was asking a lot by way of trust after what he had put her through recently.

But there was no time to explain further as he gives her palm a quick squeeze before forming an electrified palest green sphere glowing between his hands.

'Believe in me.'

Not another second passes by, for Neptune's faith and trust to believe in the other half of her soul unquestioningly was as limitless as it has been unwavering. She, too, closes her eyes and focuses on his orb of pale mint, now merging with that tender aqua one she had offered him on the astral plane earlier into a concentrated light glowing between Healer's sensitive hands.

And in the moment she touched it, trusted it, embraced that shared sea green, remedial light glow as her own, every one of the crushed and splintered pieces of her broken glass mirror appear midair as if assembling to a waltzing concerto.

And what a ballet it was. Even the minutest particle pirouetting and revolving over Michelle's healing heart begins to rearrange into a renewed and reinvigorated heart's talisman. This soulful collaboration was specially recreated through their bond for Eternal Sailor Neptune to safeguard her beloved and stop that wicked shadow about to converge upon Uranus and Fighter…

"So, you have abandoned the cause, my traitorous Heir! You are exactly like your father! I foolishly believed both of you had such potential for evil greatness Pity. Your energy was essential before to enable me to be free to roam the Earth. But now…" Booming from both above and below the dark Middle Eastern skyline, Metallia's evil voice could be heard across the Temple's mountainside from where she was speaking through the shadow beast.

"Now I see the only thing essential is that you, too, are to be of the eliminated, TRAITOR! Hahahaha!" Hissing at the words 'essential' and 'eliminated' like a snake, her wicked cackle grows even more malignant as it changes its target to turn on its creator and aim its soul-eating vacuum in Star Healer's direction instead. Metallia obviously felt threatened by her Dark Star Healer's duplicity as the Queen of evil makes her own grandchild the prime objective to kill, now that the powerful psi was no longer doing her bidding.

"Now, Michelle!" Unshackled by the forces of evil, Eternal Sailor Star Healer calls upon his electromagnetic powers which understood how his beloved partner and mate Sailor Neptune's water, was a natural conductor of his electricity.

Though she could feel it growing within her soul without words, the proof was in his hand where the proffered mirror of her talisman pure heart was held tenderly in his again loving ones. Through their incredible bond, Robin Starr had miraculously overcome the evil that had shattered Neptune's mirror to use his true healing energies now to not only repair, but more customize her destroyed mirror talisman to suit Michelle Moreau Starr's elegant endowments and artistic talents perfectly.

Thusly, Star Healer was able to masterfully return the broken pure heart which the monster inside of him had so cravenly stolen away, now back to his incredible Neptune…

The precious other half of his soul whose unfailing belief gave his fulfilled heart her beautiful music so freely…

"NEPTUNE—!" Beginning her submarine reflection stance, this Sailor of the deep water sensed her Robin's genuine warmth suddenly explode inside of her with the captivating love of his soul that was swearing to never let go of her again.

Her Star Healer was shining brightly renewed, without a single doubt in the world. So with a heart all full rather than half empty, Eternal Neptune feels her energies changing, morphing, expanding, as never before. From pianissimo to forte the splendid notes build in unheard of layers to a fever pitch perfect, borne of their powerful, unending eternal bond in a destiny which plays glorious music to her pure soul…

"–CRYSTAL VIOLIN VISION EMBRACING WAVE!" Eternal Sailor Neptune calls, feeling the shattered shell of her Neptune visions mirror transform and transfigure in her hands into an elegantly stunning Stradivarius-like violin of exceptional quality and beauty. From scrolling neck to lower bowl, the instrument formed of crystallized sparkling, mirrored glass entirely consisted of its prismatic reflective body. Its delicate strings were woven of prismatic, transparent strands of starlight shining straight from the heavens above for her, as by second nature the artiste in Michelle brings up her now silvery crystalline bow to the crystal violin's magical strings.

With a virtuoso musician's perfect timing and pristine rhythm set by the choice lover of her soul, as Robin's grateful hope in her and his unending love for her provided all the love energy necessary and then some—to give Eternal Sailor Neptune this new, greatest embodiment of her power.

With the first beautiful strains of this crystal violin's caressing music, a wave of goodness, with thoughts of a belief deep and true, reflect a heavenly score across the brilliantly shining souls of these people of incredible faith, echoing across each pure note from her sparkling violin. The tangible music's sweeping sentiments wash beauty over to embrace the shadows screaming away in terror as the superb music continues to play, loud and long and true with emotion in every stroke of that gleaming silver bow. Its purity and truth and unshakable belief shine through flawlessly, reflecting the unconditional soul of its player as Michelle sends wave after wave of pure energy in a sonata opus of her embracing faith, hope and trust.

That unsurpassable energy overwhelms the monstrous shadow, drowning it out with the truest masterpiece of the glistening sound of love's eternity, until the creature of deafened darkness and deceit begins to melt, gloriously overpowered by the pure music born in God's Heaven.

The dark shadow monster screams a deathly dirge as the Negaverse's ultimate minion to date begins to fade with every perfectly played octave of Neptune's classical music echoing through the open air, holy temple chamber.

"I WILL BE BACK FOR YOU!" Resounding through the Temple's halls, Metallia's evil voice could still be heard echoing as her shadow warrior melts into nothingness. All of its captured victims rise and fall back to the ground in its disappearing wake. Major Selah was one of the many in physically good shape it seemed, but still, to Neptune's horror—

—their minds were left blank, their beings soul-deprived.

"Oh, Robin!" Neptune heaves a sigh she collapses into Healer's welcoming arms. She buries her face in his silvery, silken hair in utmost sadness that her mighty feat—no, our mighty feat, my healed Healer—hadn't a complete happy ending in sight.

"Neptune." Eternal Uranus then steps up to claim her partner, taking Michelle from Healer's arms with a wary, still unforgiving, look of disdain in her dark green eyes locking with his light minty lime ones.

Healer returns the stare, not knowing what to say to prove to the suspicious woman that it wasn't his desire for these people to be so irrevocably harmed anymore. She didn't look in a very believing mood.

But he and the whirlwind named 'Uranus' always did—and always would—have a difficult relationship, of that he had no doubt.

"Healer?" Eternal Sailor Star Fighter looks at his sibling with a dissimilar pair of eyes, replete with ready forgiveness, rather than his wife's suspicion. Despite it all, Fighter's eyes were still Fighter's eyes, filled with childlike hope and utmost belief that his close-knit brother, Healer's eyes were still Healer's eyes looking back at him.

"Fighter." Eternal Sailor Star Healer affords his Starlight sibling a small smile. Star Fighter's nodded belief in him, as he touches a hand to their matching Eternal Sailor winged headsets. Through that trifold link, Star Maker, too, devotes his connected star vigor wherever he stood to give Healer the extra strength he needed.

Eternal Star Healer searches into Neptune's unflappable, beautiful eyes which were embracing his soul so lovingly again, with endless streams of her forever abiding devotion.

"STAR HEALING DEVOTION SECOND CHANCE BLAZE!"

Calling upon all the raw star power he had inwardly been denying his previously tainted soul, with the intent to restore back these people whose minds he had earlier stolen, Healer's eyes lift to the dark heavens. In his mind's eye, as he stood within this sacred holiest of holy temples, Robin envisioned the glorious rendering of Michelangelo's 'Creation of Adam' on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel as depicted on that beautiful ancient mural he and Michelle had viewed on their honeymoon tour in Rome.

Naturally a pessimistic pragmatist, Robin had never before felt absolutely certain of the Creator's reality than at this very moment. The God in the portrait reaching his hand out to His Adam below in a generous, loving gesture, stretching His great mercy down to that first, erroneous rebellious creature who His magnanimous imagination had given wing with faithful, generous love…

Beyond the depths of the magnificent rendering on the domed ceiling of the great Papal Chapel in Vatican City which Healer remembered, was the greatest Artist's even more masterful masterpiece called the 'sky' which three wandering shooting stars had crossed one day of Providence to reach this incomparable earth.

For it was here on this distant star that a certain beautiful soul with a beautiful destiny had called him to come and be a part of her beautiful destiny, never to be alone again...

God…Thank you, for my Michelle. Thank You for this second chance to really be the Healer I was born to be…

Eternal Sailor Star Healer's heart beams the true essence of his soul as he explodes in a pale green light, letting go of all the pent-up chaos and stemmed fear of loneliness.

In a vastly comprehensive mind-projected thrust unlocked from within, his powerful telepathic mind, now filled with positive intent, frees the hold he had previously garnered with evil ambition over millions in this city, this country, even into the other nations surrounding his evil objective which had penetrated into.

But now, Star Healer's intense blazing EM force wave inferno was devoted to all of God's people unprejudicially in this area of the old world that knew little else than segregated strife when they were that close to the Truth if only they gave Him a chance. For each and every person was chosen and loved by their Creator to be filled with so staunch a devotion that Healer had come to admire, alongside God's miracle of second chances…

And through that miraculous respect for undeserved grace, an all enveloping, soft green minty light radiates over every single unconscious fallen victim within not only here at the Jerusalem's Temple Mount Dome of the Rock. But Eternal Star Healer's manifest new power also extended to all those affected across this region, near and far, with a beneficent healing glow that he was to be born with and intended to share with all those the Lord put in his powerfully sensitive path.

Falling to his knees, as, in giving every last ounce of Star energy he had called upon to devote to others first, for once in his life, Healer de-transforms in Fighter's quick catching arms. With a small, grateful smile, Robin watches the fallen bodies of those around the Temple synagogue section slowly stir and rise.

As they wiped their eyes, every victim now saw deep within their souls a vision of this Starlight Healer generating such light and warmth that he appeared as a flickering feathered archangel, heralding their freed souls by the mighty power of Jehovah above. Each, no matter what their faith, recognized inside that this 'prophetic angel' was somehow responsible for their reawakening as each believer quickly scanned the chamber with healed eyes and healed hearts, which look upon one another kindly now, as well.

Inspired to easily view and recognize that this was a sent messenger responsible for their healing this day, they thank the dazzling couple with many words of gratitude in many languages. The rehabilitated people formerly lying in the streets flood into the sacred holy Shrine, waiting to embrace their God who had sent rescuers, as one believing people now.

So on this early Christmas morning another miracle occurs. Many a racial and ethnic line was crossed this early dawn, with Israeli and Palestinian coming together, bound by the unnatural threat to every party, as they all help each other up to their feet, now as friends. In peace, the groups become one to celebrate the freedom to live and honor the last remainder of this passing Jewish Vayechi Shabbat candle lighting / Muslim Eid-al-Fitr Ramadan crescent moon sighting, and of course, Christian Holy Christmas Eve where a special Star was shining down from the East again, when two thousand years earlier, the world was made perfect by a precious gift devoted to second chances on this holy night…

Over all the clattering, grateful singing, dancing and clapping from Jewish and Arab peoples alike in their honor, Robin continues to exchange awestruck, adoring looks all the while with Michelle. This Christmas Eve would be forever considered the happiest day of reclamation for both of these destined lovers now that they had rediscovered one another.

Robin and Michelle Starr's conjoined minds fully pledge to one another to never again feel alone within the safe sanctuary of each other souls.

But the pleasant glances are suddenly jolted when Robin grabs at his heart, feeling overwhelming pain aching in it on behalf of another close brother.

"Sayer. Terry needs us—now." He whispers the succinct imperative, trying to read his other, absent brother's far-off thoughts after Maker had paused in his own grief to devote a portion of his spirit to help Healer here in this place. In that moment, Robin had intuitively sensed the non-present third member of their Starlight trio's heartbreak and sorrow at losing one special child he had surrogate fatherly come to call his own.

"Yeah, Rob. I think something real bad happened to the Pipsqueak." Eternal Sailor Star Fighter responds to his brother, tapping Robin's shoulder like nothing had ever happened wrong between them, with a hand still on his left side Eternal feather headset communicator that he must have touched base with Star Maker over just then to check on his whereabouts. Fighter looks to his other Three Lights' partner sadly at the thought of that fragile little Sailor Soldier winning—and in so, losing—her battle this day.

"Let's go to her!" Back into the swing of being a Sailor Soldier hero, Robin suddenly cries out as he takes off out through the large open doors of the Temple to transform back into Eternal Sailor Star Healer yet again with Eternal Sailor Star Fighter right at his side. The sensitive and passionate pair of them begins their pale green and blue light show conversion to pure star energy to quickly traverse the miles back to their necessary destination to meet up with their other shining pale orchid third compatriot in his moment of distress.

"Robin, dearest! I'm coming!" Tearing herself away from the adoring, middle eastern crowds as the empathic woman, too, sensed the trouble back home, Neptune rushes off after her husband, her crystal violin still tucked securely under her arm. Star Healer's gleaming pale green light waiting for her hovers above the doorway beside Star Fighter's steely blue star luminosity.

But that's when Uranus, standing pensive in wait near the doorway already, abruptly grabs Neptune's arm to halt her with a warning.

"Michelle, don't trust that creature so easily. Just because it might have done a few things right—" Suspiciously, Uranus down plays anything that unreliable shrimp might've done to have righted all the wrongs he had done this day.

"A few things!? He saved my life, Amara! And yours and Sayer's, as well as every other poor soul he so heroically overcame Metallia to set free today." Michelle states proudly, nodding with conviction into her best friend's dark green eyes. "Besides, Amara. I know exactly where he is—in here—and I feel that he has truly come back to me because he truly loves me. I need know nothing more. Except that I'd rather die than lose his shine again." Her face turns wistful, her hand to her heart as Michelle honestly shares a small part of her certain soul with her other beloved.

Alex feels Michelle's assurance ran deep, sensing that the evil inside that shrimp was indeed no longer apparent. And she had learned to have faith in Michelle completely, but still—

"All right, if you must keep it. I'll just have to watch very carefully from now on that it stays that way." This being her best foot forward in the subject of forgiveness, using the impersonal pronoun of 'it' in a demeaning, pet comparative manner, Uranus determines to remain vigilant in her stubborn mind. Though, the smirk on her sleek features hinted that her relationship with said 'shrimp' would most likely revert to how it had been before.

Rocky.

But secretly inside, Alex was glad, her heart's rebellion conceding to the promise she made to the Lord this day concerning her rival for Michelle's affections. After all, Michelle seemed at peace and completely herself again after all these hard, lean months where it felt like her best friend was just an empty shell. Michelle was happy again. Something the golden haired Outer Scouts' leader had not seen in a long time. And she knew happiness was an extremely hard thing to hold onto in this damn life.

Now if only her own broken heart could pick up the pieces at the loss of another lost 'angel' so dear.

I'm afraid our little firefly has flown too close to the sun…

Eternal Sailor Uranus sighs sadly as she races out the Temple Mount entrance to follow her three companions, trusting herself and Michelle's spirits to zip across the sky on now double-dipped, pure starlight energy on this dark and cloudy Christmas Eve night.

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Racing across the dank dark skies towards the east until they arrived once again in their adopted homeland of Japan, these two shooting stars and two planetary partners riding on their tailwinds land behind the Hikawa shrine, high atop the hill where it stood upon, way up in this cloudy misty night.

Fighter and Uranus, Healer and Neptune revert back to human Sailor Guardian form. Then both couples—Michelle and Robin hand-in-hand—rush into the Shinto temple's back entrance that they had so quickly arrived at via starlight express.

Only to find the place filled to the brim with tears.

"Fighter! Uranus!" Serena, her eyes overflowing, rushes to her strong friends' arms she throws herself on, as Alex hugs her princess protectively. "Saturn is—our Tara is—" She explodes in a fit of tears, unable to finish even one sentence as she clings to Uranus, Fighter's welcome arms wrapping around them both.

"Neptune? Is Healer…?" Amidst the emotional storm, Darien stands tall and protective as he strides across the room to address Eternal Sailor Neptune, while cautiously staring the shorter Starlight Soldier Healer directly in the eye suspiciously.

"I'm as grieved as you are for Sailor Saturn's loss." Never one much for chitchat, Eternal Sailor Star Healer instead walks past the doubting man, Neptune quickly following him as he goes candidly to Serena, surprising her and everyone else in the room as the once haughty, supercilious Starlight abruptly kneels at her feet.

"Princess, forgive me." With those three simple words, Serena understood her friend had been converted back, that Robin was Robin once again and no longer one of Metallia's evil servants.

"Healer!" The Princess of the Moon was as forgiving as she was generous in every way, sharing her many tears this terrible night with everyone. Serena flies from Uranus' already soaked chest, to Healer's surprised, but not as bristling as before, silvery neck, embracing this lost and now found Sailor Starlight warmly through her sorrow.

"Kitten? Where is the child?" Uranus questions Serena over Healer's snugly embraced head, the tall woman's face hard and solemn.

"Eternal Sailor Star Maker brought her in a few minutes ago. Aquamarianna's in that room with her now." But she's not the only one there. You see, we were speaking to her through the Luna P communicator when Pluto just collapsed, most likely right after she felt Saturn's light go out. But she was alone in Time's doorway at the time, and Darien was going to go to collect her so we could bring her to a doctor somehow. Fortunately, it was just then that Maker arrived, leaving Saturn here with us to fetch Pluto from Time's Doorway." Luna sorrowfully updates the incoming team, everyone's sadness doubled upon hearing of Susan's trouble, too.

"However, Andrew thinks she may have lost the baby in her distress over Saturn." In a hushed voice that conferred his disquiet as well, Darien concludes Luna's sentence after talking it over with his closest friend's medical opinion. The conscientious blonde Dr. Hansford, who had been attending his final year of medical school to be a surgeon as well as family physician, had been called in for a house call on such late-night short notice. Darien had immediately phoned his best friend to rush to the temple rather than taking the eight and a half month pregnant woman to an actual hospital setting.

"Poor Susie. Poor Tara. Poor Ter." Fighter bites his lip as he had instinctively moved towards an adjoining room where, still fresh from the battle in his Sailor Soldier form, Eternal Star Maker was leaning in consternation over Susan's unconscious, bedridden form.

"Maker?" Eternal Sailor Star Fighter walks across to the silent, darkened room, touching his taller brother's slumped shoulders. "How is she?" Already gleaning from the short message passed between he and his brother, along with the report form Dr. Hansford via Darien, that things were not looking well for Susan, medically speaking, Fighter runs his hands through his navy blue shock of curls. The man of action in Fighter was frustrated at not being able to do a thing about either of these tragedies to these precious quiet ladies who had become so near and dear to all their hearts.

"Andrew thinks…Susan may have lost our…Oh, my delicate Lady…" The usually astute soldier was not even able to finish full sentence words as Terry turns to Sayer with tears in his in strong eyes. He cradled his wife in his arms, gathering her limp body to him as he nuzzled his tear stained face into her neck and hair. Holding her, his one hand was clenched tight in an anxious fist until the blood runs from his own digging in fingers right through his blue-black metallic gloves.

"I know, Ter. But Susie will be all right! I know she'll be!" Fighter whispers as tenderly as he could muster, seeing the pain on Susan's features even as she was induced to sleep. Trying to find some good side, he looks up to see a small porcelain Nativity which Bunhead must've put near Susan's bedside to brighten the dark room and keep her company. Sayer's eyes focus on the tiny Holy Baby aglow in the manger as he prayed his sister, Susan would make it through this all right at least, even if her baby was sadly not coming into this world anymore.

After all, Sayer knew what losing Susan would do to his usually composed and dependable sibling, Terry. He did not want to lose one brother just when he got the other back again, not now that all three were together so they could be the trio they were always meant to live as, side-by-side…

"—and Tara, as well…It was my fault, Fighter! My fault for leaving a child out alone in imminent danger! I instructed her to wait for me, not to go into that battle alone…But her heart was too compassionate to let innocent people suffer a second longer, to let them die, even if it meant her own life. And it did—!" Terry begins sobbing openly, Fighter grabbing his normally rock solid brother in a powerful, comforting hug. Sayer never wanted to ever see his strong big bro like this.

But damn it, Metallia! Damn you! Sayer's own empathetic tears spill down on Maker's neck, Fighter reacting to his best friend brother's loss intensely.

That's when the mahogany haired Sailor Starlight suddenly feels another hand on his shoulder from behind, a smaller, lighter one on his opposite side, joining the three into a perfect trio that seemed so right, so familiar.

"Maker…Terry, I am so sorry." Maker's long neck jerks up in shock at the scratchy voice of the thought lost other sibling whom he had been waiting to hear from like this again for so very long now.

"Robin." Terry feels a small pang of joy within his storm of sorrow as he reaches out to touch the hand on both his left and right shoulders as all three brothers were then eclipsed in a big brotherly hug.

"Amara?" Following Robin in, Michelle looks up to her strong cousin, Alex seemed to be the only one in the entire temple not in tears as Uranus simply looks on at the three reunited Lights. On the way here, angry Sailor Uranus was preparing to verbally—and perhaps corporally, too—blast Star Maker for his irresponsibility. Her own massive guilt had fully intended to lay the blame on that man, and let Terry Starr know in no uncertain terms that he was culpable but—

Seeing him in this state of being utterly lost and depressed over not only his own wife's poor condition, but for Tara, too, even stern Alex could perceive that there obviously was no need. It was plain that anguished Star Maker already counted himself blameworthy, even if it was not the poor man's fault, not really—

Even though Terry Starr thought quite otherwise, there was really no one to blame.

"I want to see her." Uranus murmurs on the verge of tears herself now at this whole entire rotten situation they as Soldiers must face. Opening the connecting door, she takes a weepy Michelle's arm and ushers her into the eerily silent other room across the hall that the strong woman somehow sensed Tara was in.

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"Little girl. How beautiful you are as you sleep. How very serene in the silence." Aquamarianna had been taking care of the sleeping child as Tara Tomoe's still form lie on the bed, a peaceful wisp of soft wisdom exuding from the smile still etched on her cold otherworldly lips.

"Has the darkness stolen the life from you, sweet child? Oh, Pearlellion, were you part of this horror? I pray not, my love. I'm frightened for you. I need you to be who you were before." Her aqua waves of long hair cascade over her teary cheeks as Aquamarianna suddenly feels a hand touch her shoulder.

"Aunt Aquamarianna, please don't cry." Garnet's youthful voice, once crass and arrogant, was now solemn, too, as he reaches out to comfort the 'posh aunt' he was brought up to despise by his own mother and father.

"Garnet?" Aquamarianna, herself full with child, feels motherly towards the red-haired boy and pulls him close to her. "She was a very special girl, wasn't she?" The thoughtful Queen asks with a smile, amazed at how one small child's sacrifice could change the entire upbringing of one extremely spoiled and nasty boy.

"Yes, she is." Finally able to let go of her pensive battlefield persona, Alex's voice was choked up with emotion as she takes a few quick strides to where Tara was lying so quiet and pristine. Uranus kneels by the bed to kiss Tara's forehead, longing for her small voice to call her 'Alex-papa' once more as the child's unspoken protector figure remembers those sweet days that passed all too quickly of when she, Michelle and Susan had raised the baby left in their care as their own.

"Oh, no, Tara. Our sweet little Princess." Her hand reaching across the bed to Alex, who grasps a tight hold, Michelle, too, recalled tenderly the tiny baby Tara was not so long ago, joyfully gurgling in her arms. In the landscape of her mind, she envisions the curious-as-a-kitten child Tara had become, tearfully breaking valuable plates as Michelle-mama tried to calm the child by providing snack cakes and cookies to dry her worries; when boo-boos needed patching up, gentle nurse Susan-mama was always near with bandage, kind smile and soft words of prayer; when Tara was forever asking the question 'why?' of her patient Alex-papa who sat down and taught the thoughtful teenager to stargaze alongside her. Alive in these memories, Tara had touched all three of their outermost hearts in indefinable small ways.

The emotional aqua curled beauty falls to her knees on the other side of the bed, despondently shedding tears on Tara's pale, pale cheek as Neptune tenderly embraced her 'baby girl' with motherly grieving kisses.

Aquamarianna leans on Garnet and stands away from the bed, to fall back into the shadows. She had the good grace to not want to intrude on this obviously close, tender family scene when the two older Sailor Scouts had entered the quiet bedroom.

For the Outers truly were a family, forged of duty, battle and love.

Sensitively approached at this grief filled moment, Michelle sensed Robin's presence quietly appear next to her. His hand caresses her wet cheek at the same time Sayer's warm palm rests on Alex's shoulder before he smoothly kneels right next to her on the floor on the other side of the bed.

But the inconsolable golden haired Sailor immediately rises, stalking away from the bed to stare out the window reflecting back her anguish, alone. Undaunted by his tough woman's standoffish behavior, Fighter was about to follow when his other brother draws near again after checking up on his wife from the shrine's adjoining hallway.

"Maker…Sailor Saturn was incredibly brave to have given her all today. The best Soldier among us." Speaking as a team leader, as well as Sailor Scout friend and 'Uncle Sayer,' with a salute to the small girl, tears rolling down his cheeks, Fighter sympathetically praises Saturn's extremely successful, albeit life-costing, mission in Scandinavia. Luna and Tuxedo Mask had just updated he, Uranus, Neptune and Healer as crybaby Serena cried on them each in turns.

"Please, God, don't take her." Witnessing firsthand how broken Susan was over the loss of her close Sailor partner, his pain similarly mirrored, Maker goes straight to Tara. He begins openly sobbing hot tears on the cold body of the little girl he was like a second father to, caring for her as he would his own. Star Maker lifts Saturn's still form to his chest, praying for her to just suddenly awaken and blink those crystalline eyes up at him again, as if it all been just a bad dream.

But it was all too real that his Susan still lie there in the other room and was not here to grieve with them. And this was all because his assumed protection was not adequate enough to ward off Death's icy grip this silent Christmas Eve night…

"She's still alive." With these three small words abruptly spoken out of nowhere, Eternal Sailor Star Healer shocks them all with this pithy proclamation, his pale mint eyes going spacey as announces this to the stunned mourners with conviction.

"Shut up, you bastard! You just got back from being on the dark side with those who did this to her! You don't what you're talking about!" Rebellious Uranus, angry at the world—and Robin Starr AKA 'the Heir' in particular—lashes out as she snaps in pain and deep sorrow at the cruelty of his tactless tease from where she stood tensely at the window.

"Robin?" Michelle whispers up to her love, believing in him, with hope against hope. Even though she saw Alex take Tara's pulse herself just to be certain earlier, and the psychic in her did not feel even the slightest trace of life in the child's still, breathless body that could only mean—

"Even though I do deserve your resentment, Alex, it doesn't change the fact. This girl still has life in her." Loud enough to be heard across the room where Uranus had sulked away, assured Robin reiterates in a more penitent than patronizing way. Healer places his gloved hand on Tara's unmoving heart as Terry looks to his brother, hope dancing in his doubting eyes.

"Healer, I know we all wish it to be so, but, please be reasonable. Saturn has no pulse." With a conferred nod to Doctor Andrew's sad gaze, Darien concludes with a clinical, withdrawn air. Although, he also held tears biting behind his dark blue orbs as Serena sobbed hopelessly into his chest in the doorway.

"Yes, you're absolutely right. This body is dead. But Sailor Saturn's soul is—" Having more than a close encounter with the quandary of lost souls, Robin's silver eyebrows knit as he closes his green eyes. He searches even deeper and reaches further into the silent heart of a girl who would not let go, for the sake of duty and now perhaps more so, for the sake of this family whom she loved.

"You're right, dearest! I feel it, too! Behind the bleak curtain of death, her consciousness is standing there, waiting behind the wings to be reborn again! Yes, Sailor Saturn is the Soldier of Rebirth, but this body was just too weak to achieve it! It was too mature to regenerate itself enough to withstand the rigors of rebirth this time. Someone must do something, please! The essence of the child we knew and loved is slipping away with every second!" Though a deeper psychic, Michelle's emotions had kept her from spotting that tiny glint of an indigo violet light which her mate had eagerly discovered as Michelle sobs into Robin's arms, as her hands cling to him for strength.

For the flash of an eternal moment, clairvoyant Neptune was sure that she saw a pair of archangel wings—which could've only been glimpsed for a millisecond—amid the prism of brilliant mint green eyes twinkling for his brother now, too.

Over her head, Robin's determined eyes lock with Terry's quivering wisteria orbs.

"We can right this, Maker. Please let me help you." With a meaningful touch to his fellow Starlight's hand and a nod full of devotion spoken to his heart, Healer begins praying to that forgiving God for him to be able to do this one more task as some small token of recompense for all his wrongs. Robin sincerely wished to do something for this galaxy's Moon Princess and the Sailor Scout family who had taken him in, giving him not only a home, but their trust and their love which his weakness had betrayed.

"Healer?" And all at once the quieter, intelligent, studious brother comes out of his melancholy to perceive what Star Healer was silently asking him to do. Terry's ingenious mind cleverly begins calculating computations to take up Healer's intriguing offer to aid him in accomplishing this new and all encompassing endeavor that would stretch Maker's skill and ingenuity to its limits.

"Fighter?" Star Maker merely speaks aloud to his younger brother, their always close relationship knowing Sayer would be right there to respond to him immediately to create their three way unsurpassable fusion bond once again now that Robin had returned.

"You got it, Maker." Sayer closes his eyes, his ready and willing, big hearted body beginning to glow in pale blue effervescence to mimic Robin's already primed and pulsating pale green aura. And finally, Terry's softly simmering pale orchid atmosphere adds significant ambiance to the now considerable star triad radiance as Fighter and Healer place one gloved hand each on top of Maker's fingers gently touching Saturn's crystalline Eternal star brooch affixed over her heart.

Closing her eyes as well at her Healer's mental call, Neptune joins the trio, aglow in an aqua energy as she takes Robin's other hand, his thoughts were her thoughts as she understood what he was prompting Maker to do.

Feeling more than understanding what was going on, Serena's tearful eyes open wide with hope. She tugs on Darien to come along and join in with his innate Tuxedo Mask Earth energies in duet with her Eternal Moon glow as she tightly grasps her husband's hand, prompting him to firmly take Fighter's empty one in the other.

With a resigned sigh, Tux does as his caring Meatball head had nudged him to do, tentatively taking Fighter's empty left appendage, Sailor Moon closing the intimate ring with a loving palm placed upon a gratefully smiling Maker's, adding her incredibly generous, white light radiance.

In that moment, everyone explodes in each other's latent melding aura. Terry opens his eyes glowing with Time's infinite light to gaze over at Uranus, whose arms were still crossed in resistance of any 'touchy-feely' plan either he or Healer had ridiculously come up with.

"Uranus..." Maker speaks directly to the formidable female, hearing his precious Susan within his heart speak that her Outer Sailor comrade must be part of this circle to be complete. "Alex? We need your help." Softening his countenance at the thought of his wife's always kind eyes for this rigid soldier, Eternal Sailor Star Maker extends his hand out to Eternal Sailor Uranus, their eyes locking.

Feeling the breath of the wind expel for her to let bygones be bygones, Alex follows Terry's compassionate gaze to that little firefly who was worth everything more than gold to her. Forcing pride and tears from her eyes, protective Uranus takes Neptune's ready hand, then tightly grasps Maker's extended, larger hand with an explosive bang! transfer of her vast yellow vigor siphoned right into his.

With all the powerful energies of those surging through him, Terry Starr closes his eyes as he hears his Susan's tender harp playing throughout his entire being once again. Sensing the time was right, the Time Lord channels all those energies filled with thoughts and love for this special girl into a newfound power, wielding time and space to bend to his will under this Star Soldier's commanding dominance…

The Time Lord unconsciously reaches out his gloved hand upwards, and, in a brilliant purple rain falling from the lighted heavens, Pluto's Garnet Orb floats down over him from the starless sky above. That told a tearful Terry that his beloved's spirit was yet strong and vital, their bond through Time was eternal as this Time Lord firmly, yet delicately claims Susan's pure heart talisman in his hands for his own.

"TIME LORD ORIGIN ORGEL!" Cleverly bending Time's taboo rules once again, Star Maker reaches up to the sky, his time bonded wrists musically reverberating in purple hues with each of the notes Pluto's harp played to his heart. He need not ask for his beloved to send her love's etude in this moment of time he required her guidance, for he and his Susan were entirely as one. Eternal Star Maker's dutiful heart was perfectly attuned now to her cherished sound as Eternal Sailor Pluto's soulful harp plays music directly into his soul in just the precise second he needed her to.

"—HARMONIOUS EPOCH!"

Chanting the words he felt coursing her chromatic stringed instrument led symphony through his body, the invisible bonds around Eternal Star Maker's wrists pulsate, reverberating within with the raw energy of all those who love and care for Tara Tomoe. Together with them all, Time Lord Terry Starr Maker wields everything that was within him through the vastly invested power Time itself had bestowed upon his energized body.

With this awesome new power manifesting within him to reverse the aging process upon a singular individual's starting point, rather than the usual massive effects on all within the altered time stream, this Time Lord slowly reverses time on Tara's still, lifeless body alone. Gently stroking Pluto's Garnet Orb to guide him through the mists of Tara Tomoe's lives, where Sailor Saturn's eternal essence had retained status as both blessing and curse, Maker expertly travels through this special Soldier of rebirth's current timeline. His Star Maker newest ability gave Terry the power to rewind that lifetime full of sacrifice to back to an age when Tara was stronger, not so terribly weak. Smiling, Terry could not help but pause to gaze upon that precocious child in Susan's motherly embrace during those months the Three Outer Scouts had lovingly raised Tara together, just previously to when the Starlights had come to this Earth.

It was before Saturn's powers of death had started the cycle to break apart her puzzle pieces again in ultimate sacrifice, her fragile body weakening every time she swiped her forbidden glaive. Perhaps that frail form died a little every time, just to be reborn anew another day when fated Tara would be called upon to serve and do it all over again.

Poor little creature. If only there was a way for you to not be required by destiny to endure through such pain…There were tears welling in Terry's compassionate eyes to have witnessed so many stages of the sweet girl's tumultuous existence and the caring, yet faulted father she loved without question.

I had pledged to the Professor that I would strive to be the best father I could be to his child in his absence. Please, Lord, give this meager man the knowledge, ability, and fortitude to do so in her best interests…

Before Aquamarianna and Garnet's startled eyes, they watch the 14-year-old teenager's body, glowing in wisteria light, reverse before them, shrinking, growing smaller and smaller on the bed until she was at her healthiest peak at only five or six years old again…

"Maker! I believe there is a way for Saturn to end fate's cruel cycle, if we pull together at this chance you have given her! Her soul is ready to reawaken!" Pushing past his own regret with a peaceful heart that felt all his Princesses had generously forgiven him, Healer's clear-voice calls out through their Starlight connected, eternal feather headset communicator to that of Eternal Maker and Eternal Fighter's.

"You guys can do it, Ter!" Fighter's bright smile directly across encourages his brothers as he, too, was in on the message Robin had prompted.

Star Healer's regretful, remorseful, reclaimed soul had been stirred to provide this sacrificial special child with the last vestige of immense energy Metallia had unlocked within him that still whistled raw supremacy through his veins. But now, that power would be used only for good rather than evil, as this Star Healer was going an extra mile and then some to help breathe this regenerative aspect of remedial life into this little firefly every one here held so dear.

For the other half of his soul, Michelle, for his new Princess, Sailor Moon, for his dear brother Terry, Sailor Star 'Healer' would live up to his destroyed luminary's proud name.

Neptune's shine now again ever present within his soul, Healer reaches out to both of his princesses Fireball and Sailor Moon for their anchor of support. Eternal Sailor Moon squeezes Healer's hand tight in response, the Princess of the Moonlight's radiance enhances right at his side as her effervescent white light welcomes him back in as this galaxy's Eternal Sailor Star Healer.

Just then, pure white archangel wings suddenly sprout at his back as Robin Starr upgrades yet once more this momentous day in the flash of a second to assure him of what he must do to make some recompense for all his past crimes against this solar system's soldiers.

In this newly magnified form, Healer harnesses his phenomenal potential that had been unlocked through chaotic hardship and pain suffered through by a single ocean maiden's unshakable love as he places his glowing pale sea green hand over Maker's.

Eternal Sailor Star Healer, with his insightful soul returned from the depths of dark turmoil to be full strength plus now, as steel is forged in fire, had masterfully stepped in accordance with his brother Star Maker's Time reverse energy to accomplish this miraculous combination.

Instead of the despicable evil which had recently pervaded his being, the stylishly handsome, implausibly fantastic dream of a Star Soldier alight on angel's wings was now filled with the apposite healing glow. He was truly now the proper heir to his mother's Healer Star which even Chaos himself had been magnetically drawn, to find real peace and true love within the soulful presence thereof.

"TIMELESS MAKER HEALER WAVE REFLOWER!" With Eternal Star Healer's regenerative hand moving to touch over his upon Tara's heart, Eternal Sailor Star Maker presses all of his intelligent fortitude through time to preserve the child's period of excellent health. Maker's incredibly audacious new power combo with Healer—whose high, yet soft, voice whispers the call sensitively in his Starlight partner's ear through their Eternal link—reflects that curative effect now here as well.

Star Maker and Star Healer, with Star Fighter, Eternal Moon, Tuxedo Mask, Neptune, Uranus, and Princess Fireball's spirit, too, each devote their intertwined energies to not only bring Tara back as she was, but also this time fully heal her of all past weakness and infirmities into a much more sturdy body renewed.

Tara's delicate spirit had had just enough vigor to cling to Pluto's sustaining harp music playing along the reversed lifeline of Eternal Sailor Star Maker's hope reborn on Time's sweeping waves. The special child's retrieved spirit responds to that perfect harmony of love which her Time Lord adopted father had masterfully orchestrated over her practically deceased body.

On top of that, this newly healed Eternal Sailor of Rebirth would now be redesigned to continually regenerate herself, day by day. Through this amazing, enduring, restorative connection, Star Healer's generously offered, continual rejuvenating effect would link these nine selfless benefactors all together for the rest of their lives. Healer and Neptune, Maker and Pluto, Fighter and Uranus, Moon and Tuxedo Mask, with Fireball, from wherever they were in the universe, near or far, each would provide a portion of their energy to reinvigorate and sustain Tara Tomoe every time with their curative friendship so the ravages of Saturn's sacrificial demands could diminish her no longer in death each time she lowered her glaive.

So, in perfect collaboration with Healer at this choice moment in Tara's timeline he had heralded, Maker nods with gratitude in his eyes to both his good brothers and their wondrous mates, as well as these kind Sailor Team leaders flanking him on all sides again to help make this miracle possible with God's blessing. Terry was feeling, sensing, embracing his role in Time, as the haunting strains of his Susan's sweet harp begin to play a new song—Or had this familiar, comforting, beautiful eternal melody been the notes echoing for the entirety of my life?—in his heart.

'What child is this who lay to rest on Mary's lap is sleeping?'

Hearing her lord and love's anguish through their bond as time guardians, and as the small, brave girl's foster parents as well, Susan's gentle, tender heart had awakened in the other room. With it, her spirit extends out to him even louder and more poignant with her tender song amid the angelic strains of a harp playing the heart-rending Greensleeves Christmas melody of 'What Child is This?'

'Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, while shepherds watch are keeping.'

Utilizing everyone's power, amazingly entrusted to his command, Eternal Sailor Star Maker pushes himself beyond Time's limit, gritting his teeth at the physical strain and mental acuity needed to channel such raw amount of flowing energy which a normal human mortal could never even attempt to endeavor.

But for little Tara, Terry would do all this and more, just to see her sweet smile once again, made even more dear for the sake of Saturn's sailor partner, his precious treasure, Susan.

'This, this is Christ the King whom shepherds guard and angels sing.'

The again very small, young soldier of death and, yes, rebirth, starts to glow in a rainbow of lights, which stay present over her for as long as they could…

Abruptly, that intense, impossibly focused shine begins to waver. Everyone involved, try as they might, were too dreadfully drained to keep up this high a level of energy concentration. They had given their utmost already on this painstaking day to be able to sustain their exceedingly called upon, combined abilities to power the Time Lord's complex undertaking for much longer.

For only the true Bringer of Light could deem or not deem to breathe the gift of Life back into one of His children…

'Haste, haste to bring Him laud, the babe the son of Mary.'

BOOM!

Suddenly, just as the scientist in Sailor Star Maker was beginning to fear the diminished power feed might lose Tara again, the wait too elongated, the man with great faith in him would not give in to doubt and instead chose to believe in that Greater Power's merciful strength.

'Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; Behold, all things have become new.' Thy will be done.

One millisecond after his prayerful moment in Time, the dedicated foster father in Terry Starr becomes immersed in an explosion of brilliantly bright, osmanthus scented, starlit white moonlight. Without even looking up, a pair of extra large, white archangel wings emerge as well from his back at the moment Eternal Sailor Star Maker reaches his long fingers upwards. He summons hold again of Pluto's talisman floating above his head to return Susan's pure heart garnet orb—now adding a coruscating purple star of unsurpassed beauty atop her garnet 'pure heart' lovingly entrusted to his care—gently into place in this Starlight adapted, gleaming crystal clear Time Rod.

Spinning the newly remade, pure heart, star enhanced and shimmering completed rod expertly high above them all in one powerful hand, winged Eternal Star Maker utilizes their shared, now iridescent crystalline infused, Starlight Time Rod to serve as a divining rod at the Time Lord's command.

The pure-hearted, Heaven-sent love energy coursing through their shared Starlight Time Rod then shoots straight through winged Eternal Maker's extended hand placed over winged Eternal Healer's hand upon Tara's crystal star eternal heart.

That all-encompassing light sweeps into Tara, through every portion of her small body, ricocheting around each of those in the connected circle surrounding the girl.

With all the prayers and hopes of all those around her and those connected through the power of love, suddenly the small mouth of the little girl on the bed quivers. Her usually shallow breath gasps for a true lungful of air, her once frail body marvelously had been revived full of health and vitality, as it had been not only age reversed but revitalized anew before their gratified eyes.

Tara's normally weak and frail cellular structure had been reconstructed in an amazing, magnificent, healing way as she strongly takes her first unrestricted breath, her eyes fluttering open to look into her Terry-papa's timeless purple eyes.

"Terry-papa! Why do you have wings so big and pretty!? Are you dressing up like Gabriel for a Nativity play?!" The sweet voice cries out excitedly, reaching up a blissfully curious hand to brush his feathers as her blessedly open eyes widen in delight and for once, not have her now strong and sure breath be taken away by the joyous Christmas 'angel' messenger sight.

"Hee hee! Can I be in it, too, please, and get to wear wings like you, if I say 'I'm sorry' for being a bad girl and not listening to you and waiting before? But that cute little bunny and all those nice people needed me to play with them." Then remembering all that had gone on previously, the wide-eyed, pre-adolescent girl looks up at him innocently with the simple childlike spoken explanation. Little Tara smiles sweetly, as if just waking from a peaceful sleep.

But somehow the soul of Saturn within her sensed that the life she knew before, the limitations that had kept her weak and sickly in her normal everyday form, would be different now as her body felt so much stronger, like the 'regular girl' she always dreamed she would be.

"Is it really Christmas, Terry-papa?! Where's Susan-mama? Does she have white wings, too? Michelle-mama? Why are you crying?! Looky, Alex-papa! Do you see it, too?! The sky has cleared so we can see the Star tonight! The very special Star!" Exuberant Tara, young and vital and full of youthful energy, bounces up and down on the bed, innocent wonder in her eyes up at the anxious group of people surrounding her.

"Which one, Firefly?" Trying to hide that she had been wiping away tears from her eyes which were grateful to both the Star men who had just gained more than a modicum of respect from this tough 'Papa' for the incredible feat she had just witnessed, Alex must race to keep up with Tara. She smiles genuinely at the little girl's bright eyes looking up at her in curiosity again, Tara's now strong hand squeezing hers tighter than ever before as she yanks a chuckling Sailor Uranus to the nearby window of Rei's temple.

"That special one shining down on Baby Jesus' manger on Christmas Day, a long, long time ago! I think I saw it tonight! 'For unto us is born this day in the city of David, a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.' Susan-mama taught me that verse. Where is Susan-mama, Terry-papa? I want to see her now!" Skipping across the room and out the door like any healthy child, Terry-papa's hand in hers was squeezed securely as Tara drags the tall, speechless Eternal Star Maker along.

Everyone left in the room watches with overwhelming joy on their stunned, happy faces at this best early morning Christmas present ever.

"Hey, big guy—I didn't know you cared so much. How long have you had the hankering to hold my hand on a romantic Christmas Eve night, you good-looking Tuxedo man?" This sultry singer's sexiest simper teasingly propositions the question in Star Fighter's most inviting, faux feminine tone close to the raven haired man's instantly reddened ear, just to get a rise out of him. Tuxedo Mask quickly snaps his hand away from Eternal Sailor Star Fighter's, giving the Starlight dagger eyes. Eternal Sailor Moon giggles in glee at her two favorite men's funny rivalry for no apparent reason, as Neptune and Healer melt into each other's eyes and arms on this peaceful, beautiful new Christmas morning, entranced as they waltz by before her.

After fingering Serena's homemade Santa cookie cutout with Darien's face and giving a 'hmph' twisted lip one final time as he fought the urge to flip that particular cookie on its face, Sayer pokes Uranus' arm. "Umm…Ally? I just realized—isn't today Christmas Eve?" Eyes just noticing the tiny tree Serena had previously set up with the other four Inners to decorate some holiday cheer in this Shinto Shrine base, Sayer asks as he slowly detransforms from Fighter.

She looks up at her husband from her angry suspicious crossed form glare at Robin and Michelle ever since the couple left the room, to now direct the suspicious stare at Sayer. Uranus had lingered in her Sailor uniform longer than any of the others, Alex's vigilant, slitting eyes wishing to monitor Michelle and that recently reformed villain's psychically whispered wanderings.

"It was." Alex says offhandedly, glancing at the clock with a big hand that had strangely struck midnight at the exact moment Terry had used his Time abilities to awaken Tara.

"Isn't Christmas Eve our…?" He begins to ask, his eyes now alighting on the memory after the fact, sieve head that he was on dates and scheduling that Sayer had generally left to Terry all his life previously.

"It was." Alex says in her all-knowing, usual annoyance crawling back into her cool, deep voice.

"Oops. I forgot our first anniversary, Ally. Not a good way to start off a marriage, is it?" Sayer grins toothily as he sticks his face directly into hers with a somewhat contrite cringe, biting his lip.

"Nope." She concludes, crossing her arms and looking out the window at the snowy night. But with a sneaking glance at her sweetheart's guilty face, Alex truly was without anger. She gives the Lord a silent nod of thanks for her miracle angel's rescue earlier tonight and again for little Tara right now, despite Alex's own rebellious nature He blessedly keeps overlooking.

"Can I make it up to you tonight?" The navy ponytailed singer croons in an even sultrier voice than the one laid thick on Darien just before. Sayer snakes an exhausted, yet still energetic, sinewy arm around Alex's slowly growing less tense torso.

"You had better, Ankle wings. But maybe after I give that beat-up, phenomenal physique a full body massage as my Christmas present." She smirks with his newfound moniker spoken in relief from this day's hard trials, causing his eyes to brighten at her new playful nickname and night's fun tease. "Merry Christmas, Starr." Alex whispers onto Sayer's now smiling lips as that single shining brilliant star Tara had referred to earlier gleams down over the couple on this very special Christmas morn where the gift of life was again bestowed to make this a happy holiday.

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"Susan-mama! Susan-mama, are you asleep? It's already Christmas morning! Time to wake up! You have to wake up and read me the Bible Nativity story! Then we can open presents, okay?!" Sprightly, the little reawakened angel was determined to rouse her surrogate "Mama," despite Terry's best attempts to keep her quiet while he phased from his Eternal Sailor form back into a man, a new, shining belt of materializing Time keys dangling at his hip side as he does.

Tara did not understand why Susan, usually a light sleeper, did not wake up right away when her now strong and strident voice had called to her.

"Your Susan-mama is very tired today, Tara. I'll be the one to read you the story, all right?" Yes, Susan's inspiring harp's music had played throughout the reading of Tara's short tome as her Time Lord had altered Saturn's timeline, but it had apparently taken all her strength to offer up her pure heart Garnet Time Rod energies to him for Saturn's sake.

Terry fights back tears now that his delicate lady's weak state had not altered since he had brought her here hours ago. It was tearing up the protective man inside that he was not able to do anything about it without endangering her life, or perhaps that of the precious child who was probably lost to them both, as Andrew's medical opinion had gravely told him.

The tall, chestnut haired young man with anxious eyes begins to pull little Tara away from the room to let his wife rest as the good doctor had ordered.

"Is the baby coming soon, Terry-papa? I want a little sister! Sisters are the best! I do, I do, I do!" In her very childlike excitement over the prospect of a new baby sister, now 'six-year-old' Tara scoots away from Terry's guiding arm and hops nimbly back into Susan's bed again, touching the tummy of her unconscious Susan-mama in wonder.

Right out of her fingertips a light explodes over Susan's full with child stomach. At the silently reborn violet coaxing of the ever revolving purples join in a dazzling lightshow, Susan finally stirs.

Her eyes flutter open slowly to see Tara's young and vibrant eyes smiling down at her again. Hers was exactly like the face of that reborn cherub Pluto had been dreaming of: quietly standing at the feet of the vision of the tall, gentle 'angel' who carried the long, green-haired woman close to his warm heart. As the handsome archangel serenaded her in deep, gorgeous strains, he extended a crystalline Time Rod out to clear the misty path before them. It revealed another tiny 'cherubim' she had never seen before, whose soft lilac features Susan could not quite make out. Except that the sparkling child was peacefully floating on a silent lavender cloud, calmly whispering that all was 'well with her soul' in Susan's timeless dream filled with harp music amid wisteria and mint lights dancing.

"Tara, darling! Are you real? Can I touch you?" Sitting up as quickly as her pregnant body would allow, Susan scoops her Sailor partner up, quite motherly hugging the girl's little body tenderly. Over Tara's cheerful giggling shoulder at her silly Susan-mama, Terry and his wife's eyes meet with all things passing between them. Susan may not have fully understood, but she knew that somehow her amazing Time Lord had been responsible for bringing not only she herself back, but Tara also to their family, as well as the tiny child he had given her, who was ready to spring forth to this world very soon.

Tara slips away from Susan's long embrace to fetch a Bible—which might have been a hard to find commodity in a Shinto temple. But she was a dogged little thing when her mind was set. After all, Rei did go to a Catholic school, so Tara was determined to find one this Christmas early morn, if she had to run around all morning, which her sturdy, born again, constantly regenerating energy body could now readily do!

With a shared sigh of relief for not so small miracles, Susan slips into Terry's warm, welcoming arms, kissing her doubtlessly heroic husband full and passionately.

"I was so frightened for both of you, Terry darling! Did you receive my Time Rod? You are so capable a genius, my love. I had no doubt you would find a way to make everything right." In a rush of excited words, Susan speaks adoringly of her mate as she strokes her fingers through the mahogany curls in the back of his lovely neck.

"It came right on Time, my beautiful, flawless gem. Moreover, it was not me, but you. And above all, the Lord God. I am so very thankful to Him for the blessing of you." The handsome, humble man, slightly flustered by all the flattery, finds escape for his modesty with a quip of their eternal bond and a winsome smile full of romance. "My own Lady, tell me truthfully, how are you feeling? I don't know what I would've done if I had lost you, my precious one. Remember, 'There is no me without you'." Quoting his own longing verse dedicated to his Susan, Terry then asks more gently, worry behind his eyes as he touches her stomach tenderly.

Although, he too, did sense something uniquely remarkable and blessed occur at little Tara's amazing touch that had assuaged some of his paternal anxiety.

"Fine. I'm just fine, my lord, now that you are both here and safe for Christmas." Beyond touched to hear his love canto as his gorgeous eyes were so tender upon her, Susan smiles reassuringly, gratified to have her beloved close again and unharmed, just as she had prayed to God for all this Christmas Eve.

Although, not a hour ago, somewhere between sleep and waking from a dazed nightmare, Susan thought their baby was gone, lost to her, never to be born into this world. But another beautiful dream since overtook the memory of that one, filled with handsome angels and sweet cherubim assuring the wellness of her soul in that moment reborn Tara had jumped on the bed, wanting a baby sister so badly. And since that bright violet light had hovered over her stomach, Susan felt absolutely certain Giselle was still inside her, just waiting for her time to come.

For not too, too much longer either, Susan hoped with a soft caress to her dreadfully enlarged waist, pondering that vision of a soft child peacefully asleep on that lavender mist of Time. But gazing into her beloved husband's wisteria eyes aglow for her alone, the once lonely woman felt her Terry's unmatched, starlit crystalline promise be shared with her ancient pure heart freely offered to him. For if her Star Maker had remade her Garnet Orb fresh and exhilarating anew under his brilliant wing as she saw it reflected in his devoted orbs, he could do anything. This Mistress of Time marveled at how so wonderfully clever her love had been with her talisman, Susan seeing everything he had accomplished for Tara through their now shared crystal 'Starlight Time Rod' shining bright in her heart.

"You are more than 'fine,' my cherished, unsurpassable lady. You are perfection. I praise God on this holy day of His sharing the greatest Gift. And for also awarding this humble man with His finest creation—the flawless rose without a thorn I have found in you. I love you, my princess—no, the Queen of my heart." Nuzzling with his face buried in his wife's rose-scented hair, poetic Terry then expressively begins to shower Susan in lyrical caresses again, telling her over and over how he loved her and how lucky a man he was for her timeless shine on his life.

'So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh, come peasant King to honor Him. Oh King of Kings, salvation brings, let loving hearts enthrone Him.'

"I am truly a happy man, beyond anything I deserve." The tall, handsome young singer gathers his tender woman in strong arms, gently kissing every one of Susan's satisfying tears away. Then he adjoins his voice in homage to the One who gave his Susan the ability to send him the amazing shared hymn's tranquility this silent night to make impossible dreams come true.

"'Why lies He in such mean estate, where ox and donkeys are feeding?
Good Christians, fear, for sinners here, the silent Word is pleading.
Nails, spears shall pierce him through, the cross he bore for me, for you.
Hail, hail the Word made flesh, the Babe, the Son of Mary.'"

As he now continues the subsequently essential holy verse of her harp inspired music, with his deep voiced sweet lines filled with humble love and perfect devotion, Susan blushes against her husband's chest adoringly to be so well cherished by this extraordinary man she could only have dreamed of for millennia past.

"'So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh, come, peasant, king, to own him.
The King of kings salvation brings, let loving hearts enthrone him.
Raise, raise a song on high, the virgin sings her lullaby
Joy, joy for Christ is born, the babe, the Son of Mary.'"

Silently prayerful in partaking of the peace and joy offered through Jesus' birth, Terry Starr also thanks the Lord God for the treasure of his lovely mother-to-be and her still coming baby the divine Deity had benevolently breathed life back within. This man from the stars was intelligent enough to be grateful to the merciful Almighty for entrusting he, a once foreign, lost and wandering sinner, with not only with this precious other half of his heart, but also a growing family to care for always in this truest and dearest present of this miraculous, early Christmas morn full of reawakening and perfect second chances.

"'This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring Him laud, the babe, the son of Mary.'"

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Hello, Sailor Moon Eternal friends!

What could be more 'Perfect' for this chapter than to end with a heart-moving carol reminding us all of the significance of what Christmas truly means.

Whew! This was the big one! After being evil for more than half of this novel, Dark Star Healer finally was reformed by Neptune's pure love, recreating her pure heart into a Crystal Visions Violin now to save all those stolen people, then defeating himself in Metallia's wicked 'Heir' and powering-up two-ply as Super, then Eternal Sailor Star Healer in one impressive tap dancing transformation back into a hero!

And then Time Lord Star Maker and Healer's combination power to reverse time, heal and, with the help of Sailor Moon, Tux, Princess Fireball, Star Fighter and the Outers, continually regenerate Saturn so she doesn't have to ever sacrifice her life again was epic, archangel wings at their gorgeous, heroic backs and all! Good recompense for all Robin's regrets at being a traitor to this incredible Sailor team!

All the while brilliant Yaten voice, Chika Sakamoto's heart-rendered, movingly emotional song of 'Perfect World' played in the background of Robin and Michelle's re-intertwined souls made this important chapter's soulful reawakening all the more beautiful.

We hope you enjoyed this Christmas morning miracle episode! Please review your favorite parts and scene of our now 'good guy' again Starlight hero Healer and his return to the team! Now to defeat the true big bad guy villain - Metallia herself, by the New Year's Eve end of their year 1999...

God bless you all as we move forward to complete this beloved book of "Sailor Moon Eternal", all of us still together after a quarter century of 'Fighting for Love and Justice!' as friends! ^-^

Your friend,

HarukaKou