[Scene: The Moon Palace on the last day of the Silver Millennium]
[The White Queen is awoken from a deep trance by a strong rumbling through her palace and rises from her floor mat. Her mediation spire is filled with pillars of crystal. These pillars are tuned to reflect the current mood and general well-being of her subjects. Usually they give off a faint apricot colored light, but in times of celebration or prosperity, they glow a faint gold color, in times of hardship, they with a glow a faint pink light, to warn her something is amiss.]
[The crystals are now all colored a deep blood red]
[The queen rises in alarm. She's never seen them that color before but she can imagine only one thing that might cause this.]
[The wholesale death and destruction of her people]
[The queen raises the hem of her official gown of state, a pure white dress with a large bow at the front, and races down the stairs as bits of ceiling tile rain down on her. The wards and defensive spells that guard the palace should keep her safe, but like the moonstone walls, they will not hold forever.
[The Queen rushes to the inner bailey at the front of the palace. The clockwork structure that powers the castles magical defenses has been smashed to pieces. The mosaic roof of the bailey had collapsed onto it and she can see hundreds of black plumes of smoke in the sky above her.]
[How is this possible? The Moon is not even supposed to be at war. And the wards and the spells on the palace should have prevented any potential enemies from coming anywhere near enough to damage them. Unless…]
[She turns to see a group of guards raising the portcullis. The real guards are slain and stacked in a corner. A few of the imposters loosen their grip on the wheel so they can all make lewd gestures in the White Queen's direction.]
[The Children of Nemesis]
[Refugees from a dying planet, enslaved by the goddess Metalia and liberated by The White Queen, only to disregard her laws and harass her subjects. The White Queen forbade them from entering her palace, but she has not yet gotten around to barring them as a part of her magical defenses.]
[Now it is too late.]
[The White Queen lifts her moon sceptre. The moons on the false guards' foreheads turn upside down and become black before she blasts them right out of her palace.]
[The queen uses her power to break the ropes holding up the portcullis. It comes down with a crash. Not that it will save the palace. It is shaking and coming apart. But it might buy her some time. The Moon is about to fall to its enemies. She needs to gather up her daughter, open a portal to a sanctuary in the outer reaches of the solar system, and take her away to safety.]
[She reaches the door to her daughter's room and opens it with a wave of her palm.]
[She enters and calls out for Selenity to prepare to evacuate, but the White Queen's words die in her mouth as she sees the princess's bloody corpse sprawled on the floor. Near the similarly sprawled body of the slaveboy Endymion. Endymion's owner, the evil Queen Beryl, gives the queen a grin that shows off her fangs before she vanishes into thin air, along with the corpse of her slave.]
[The White Queen goes to her daughter's side and gathers her still-warm body into her arms.]
White Queen: /Selenity…du see ta/
[Killing the moon princess is senseless. Princess Selenity saw only the best in everyone. Even her mother's enemies, for Selenity had no enemies of her own. That had been her greatest strength and her biggest weakness. Princess Selenity had a soul made up of pure love. A bit naive, perhaps, but Selenity could forgive anyone of anything. She would have bore enslavement meekly, with dignity and good grace. There was no reason to kill her.]
[The queen places a final kiss on her daughter's lips. She has nothing left to live for now. Her only child has been murdered, her people are beyond her help.]
[She goes to the ruins of the palace's defenses and plucks the Silver Crystal from her moon sceptre. She raises the gem high above her head and invokes its powers, drawing more and more white energy, know it will soon be more than her frail body can endure. She starts off by willing her daughter and her guardians to be reincarnated in a better place, in a more peaceful time. Then she focuses her mind on punishing the invaders.]
[But before she could anything to them, everything stops.]
[Everything. The rumbling of the palace, the sounds of destruction, even the dark plumes of smoke rising in the sky above. She looks out and sees a catapult perched on the horizon, stuck with its load of rocks hovering impossibly in mid-flight.]
[The White Queen lowers her arm, baffled by the unexpected turn of events.]
[Suddenly a pair of teenagers appear on either side of her. A boy and a girl in their early teens, they appear to be twins.]
[They have similar features and the same violet eyes and straight waist-long hair with thick bangs. The boy has blue tinted blond hair with a pink streak, the girl has pink tinted blond hair with a blue streak, both of their faces are coated with the same sheer-blue spray glitter. They are wearing ripped up jeans and the boy is wearing a vintage concert t-shirt that says PINK FLOYD while the girl is wearing a vintage concert t-shirt that says DOOM TREE.]
[They are sharing long thick gloves that look like they are used for welding. The boy has his on his left hand, the girl has hers on her right, and both are clasped around the silver crystal.]
Boy: We'll take this, if you don't mind.
[The Queen reaches to reclaim her crystal, but she stops and her eyes widen as their gloves pour out smoke, despite their seeming youth and innocence.]
Girl: Oh, I'm sure she does mind…I thought you said these gloves would protect us. The damn thing is burning me right through the padding!
Boy: Yeah? You know what burns even worse? Failure!
Girl: [offended] I didn't say I couldn't handle it! I just said it hurts!
White Queen: /Da re ga a na ta ga aru to o mo im asu/
Girl: Huh? What is she saying?
Boy: How should I know? I don't speak Moon.
White Queen: [waves her hand in a circle] I asked you who you are.
Girl: [Clutches her brother] Oooh, she can speak English now, with a So Cal accent. That's so cool. We've got to learn how she does it.
Boy: Later, my love. When our hands aren't slowly being burnt to stumps.
[The White Queen clears her throat and gives them a pointed look to remind them that she's just asked a question]
Boy: Greetings. We are visitors from another planet. One far outside of your own galaxy.
White Queen: Really? What planet?
Boy: Um…[looks at his sister] …the planet…Doomtree.
White Queen: There is no such planet. You just read that off her shirt.
Girl: [snorts] Nice. I told you she would ask. We really need to get our stories straight next time.
Boy: Oh, pipe down. It's not anything we say will matter a thousand years from now.
Girl: Yes, but getting the Silver Crystal is just Phase One of the plan. Everything we say after this will make a difference.
Boy: [To the Queen] Look, you don't need to know who we are or where we are from.
Girl: All you need to know is that we have pulled you away from a certain death into a pocket in space and time.
Boy: This pocket won't last forever, so Metalia will appear within ten seconds to wrestle this crystal away from you. In the natural scheme of things, you destroy it, and then you die.
White Queen: So you brought me here to save me?
Boy: Not at all. You're still gonna die. We're just here to save the crystal.
Girl: Wren!
Boy: [Winces] Wren? Who's Wren? [points between them] I'm Ail and you're Ann.
Girl: [rolls her eyes and exhales into her bangs] Wren, Ail… what difference does it make? It's not like she's going to live long enough to talk about us.
Boy: It's going to make a huge difference if you keep screwing up our names a thousand years from now! …Anyway, this nice lady just lost everything she's got and now she's about to die at the hands of our own worst enemy. I think she deserves a few answers…
Boy: [To the White Queen] Don't worry. We'll avenge you. Someday.
Girl: Yeah. We hate Metalia even more than you do.
White Queen: Then why don't you give me back the Silver Crystal, so I can destroy her army and seal her away forever.
[The twins hiss in a deep breath and sigh]
Girl: I'm afraid it's not that simple.
Boy: You see…just because you're the enemy of our enemy …that doesn't make you our friend.
Girl: [nods] Unfortunately we don't actually want you to win. You see..my brother and I…We…
[She looks at her brother]
Boy: We're the bad guys.
[They both nod]
Girl: [gives her a sad look] Sorry. You seem like a really nice lady. We'd love to stay and chat, but our hands are literally melting away right now.
Boy: [shrugs apologetically] Sorry we can't help you. It was nice meeting you, though.
Girl: [waves sorrowfully] Bye-bye.
[They vanish and history resumes its brutal course. Only this time, without the Silver Crystal.]