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The young red haired woman stared out the window.
Sighing wistfully, she played with a black onyx earring in her right ear.
"I can't believe it's been six months since we moved
back here from Tokyo," she said. "Not that I miss the whole protecting
the Moon princess bit or the whole wearing a short skirt bit, but...it's
like I'm missing something."
"Hey, I'm still here," the young man who was sitting
behind her said.
"Not you, Jean. It's like I'm missing a piece
of my past."
A shooting star streaked across the sky. *Star
light, star bright. First star I see tonight. I wish I may,
I wish I might. Have peace for the rest of my life.*
"Come on, Misae." The young man said, resting
his goateed chin on the top of her head. "It's time for you to go
to bed." He kissed the top of her head, closing his silver blue eyes
and inhailing the scent of her shampoo.
She sighed. "Okay."
The young redhead turned nervously in her sleep, cuddling close to the guy who was sleeping soundly next to her....
She was alone in what appeared to be the basement
of a castle. Outside, she heard the sounds of a battle. Battles
were nothing new: it seemed as if Versailles was always gearing up for
some sort of war. However, this sounded fiercer than any other battle
she had witnessed in her sixteen years of being the princess of the Sun.
Deep in the back of her mind, she knew that this battle would destroy the
Golden Palace.
She shuddered, half in fear, half in anger.
"Damnit," she muttered, "I'm not just the princess, I'm a warrior!
I should be out there fighting with them, not hiding in here like some
priss."
"I wouldn't call you a priss, Solaria."
She turned and saw the Mercurian prince standing
behind her in his ice-blue armor. "What are you doing here, Mercury?"
she said sarcastically, "Making sure I stay in hiding?"
"No. I'm getting you out of here," he said,
looking at her with his narrow dark brown eyes.
"How you gonna do that?" she asked, sarcastically,
"Wish me out of here?"
Grabbing her hand, he lead her to a secret chamber.
"What do you call this? Your personal sex
chamber?"
"No. It 's a transporter. My sister
and I drew up the plans for it, in case something would happen and they
would have to send the Moon princess here, or you to the Moon Kingdom."
The guy looked at her and sadly shook his head. "I never thought
we'd have to use it.." Without as much as a second thought, he pulled
her to him and kissed her lips fiercely yet tenderly. When he heard
her breath shorten in fear, thinking it was out of passion, he stopped.
"Don't forget me, Princess."
He forced her into the chamber and pressed some
numbers onto a keypad. As a white light engulfed her, she heard the
young man scream in pain. "NO, EAUCLAIRE!...
"NO!!!!!!!!!!"
The sound of her own voice woke her up. She
bolted up and took a few seconds to catch her breath. "Whew, that
was weird," she said. "I haven't had a dream like that since I left
Tokyo. I wonder..."
She raised a naturally tan hand up to her right
earring, then to the spot where her left one would be. It wasn't
there.
"Fuck." Shaking the guy next to her, she said,
"Jean, wake up."
The guy laying next to her growled. "What
do you want, Misae?" he asked, barely opening his silver blue eyes.
"We've got a problem."
In a small dorm room at the exclusive St. Aloysius
College, a young man lay staring at the ceiling. He had a similar
dream to the one Misae had, except in it, he saw his death, and a young
blue haired woman.
"'Brother,' she said, 'it is the time for you to
be awakened.'" he said to himself in French. "Then she gave me a
ring and I pulled a sword out of her. That's it: no more Utena for
me before bedtime. It's starting to incorporate itself in my dreams.
But, MAN, that red headed girl was fucking HOT!"
With a laugh, he looked at the slip of paper that
was on his bed stand. "I start tutoring that Fleury chick who plays
for Oakdale Academy's hockey team tomorrow, eh? If she's anything
off the ice like I hear she is on the ice, I am going to be in for a fight."
Shaking his head in disbelief, he went back to sleep.
"Are you sure you had it when you went to bed?"
The red headed girl looked at the guy with the messy
blackish brown hair and shook her head in agreement, playing with the black
opal stud earring she had. "Yes I am, Jean. Since I got those
earrings and..my powers, I haven't taken them out of my ears except for
practices. And I didn't have practice today."
"You positive? And you haven't seen it here
anywhere?"
Misae's emerald eyes flashed with anger. "Jesus
Christ, Jean Francois, I'm not STUPID!"
The guy played with a piece of Misae's chin length
wavy red hair. "This isn't good, Misa. Just be thankful that
we haven't had to fight since we left Juuban." He kissed the top
of her head and sighed, staring out of the window across the room from
their bed.
In a bat cave looking hideout, a young man with short,
nicely kept black hair wearing a pair of Nike Air Modifys, a pair of Oakley
sunglasses, and a RedWings cap handed a man who looked too young to have
white hair and a white goatee an earring similar to the one Misae was playing
with.
"Is this what you wanted, Sir?" he asked, bowing
his head.
The white haired man smiled as he picked up the
earring. "Yes it is. Thank you, Hermes."
"Is there anything else I can do for you, Zeus?"
"Yes." The older looking, long white haired
guy looked over his shoulder with his dark blue green eyes. "Destroy her."
"But, but Sir!" the youthful messenger said.
"I don't do killing. Isn't that the job of the Fates?"
"Don't 'but' me!" The angry man threw the
skinny messenger across the room. "Solaria is the reason we were
penned up in Chaos. Without both halves of her shard, she cannot
transform. If she cannot transform, she will be easy to destroy,
and the sooner we destroy her, the less likely that the Knights will be
awoken, and the better chance we have of taking over the earth again and
having power. Do you understand?"
With a slight cowering nod, Hermes shook his head
in agreement.
Misae sat nervously in one of the study lounges that
populated the small, private middle and high school. She played with
the earring that she had, which she had creatively made a tie tac for the
purple tulip tie that she was required to wear with the white blouse and
dark purple and dark teal plaid skirt that made up the girls' uniform for
Oakdale Academy. Her studies, along with the upcoming meeting with
a tutor from the college that paid for the majority of the school's operating
costs, were the farthest thing from her mind. All she could think
about was the missing earring and reasons why someone would want it.
"Misae?" a Quebec accented voice asked.
"Huh?" she asked, staring into space.
"I'm Joseph. You can call me Joe if you want."
He flashed her a friendy, yet flirtatious smile. "Your Biology teacher
said you needed some help."
"Oh. Hi." She turned and looked at the
young man. He wasn't bad looking. He was wearing a dark gray
suit which went well with his skin tone, with a white shirt and an ice
blue tie. He had a kind of frail body, but it looked like he could
handle himself in a fight if needed be. He had dark, thin eyes.
*Almost Inuit*, she mentally noted. He had a nicely shaped, attractive
face, even if he did had cheekbones that stuck out when he smiled, which
he was doing at that point. *Wow, he's kind of cute. I expected
him to look like some sort of geek..
*He looks familiar...I wonder where I've seen him
before...*
"So," Joe sat down next to Misae, opening up a biology
textbook, "Oakdale Academy doesn't want their new, star left wing to be
academically ineligible by failing biology, but yet said star left wing
is acing advanced physics. How do you manage that?"
With a shrug, she said, "I have a natural knack
when it comes to physics," she said. *It doesn't help that I use
wave frequencies as weapons,* she mentally added. Looking at him,
a light of recognition went on in her head.
"Hey, don't you go to St. Aloysius?" she asked.
"You look like one of their centres."
He laughed nervously. "We're here to study
biology, not talk hockey. Though, if we have a productive session,
we can talk hockey after."
"Yeah," Misae said, completely ignoring him, "You're
that Eauclaire guy. That genius that all the puck bunnies that go
to the Spirits games want to get with cuz you're from Quebec and are half
Eskimo."
Joe narrowed his eyes. "Inuit. I am
Iniut. Can we get back to the subject here?"
"I know, I know...my grandmother's from Canada.
Yadda yadda yadda blah blah blah. You know," she said, putting her
pinkie to her mouth and smiling evilly, "you don't clean up too badly."
"If you spent HALF as much time studying as you
do going to hockey games and checking out the guys, Misae, you wouldn't
be failing biology.."
"Are you calling me a puck fuck?" She stood
up, anger flashing in her dark green eyes.
He stood up, staring back at her with his dark dark
brown eyes. "You're sure as hell acting like one!"
"Oooh, you are SO lucky we're on school grounds
and I don't want to get kicked out for fighting." Her emerald green
eyes flashed with anger. Turning, she said, "I'm going to get a drink
of water to cool down. Don't bother following me." She walked
to the door. As she put her hand on the doorknob, she felt a flash
of impending trouble.
Joe looked at the tall, dark skinned redhead.
*There's just something about her...I've NEVER called a girl a hockey whore,
even if she was one. What is it about this girl that's making me
change?...*
Joe's thoughts were interrupted by a voice saying,
"Hello, Solaris."
Misae stiffened. *I can't turn. Joe can't
know my secret; I've just met him! Maybe I'm just hearing things...*
"Who are you?" Joe asked. "How did you get
here? And how are you defying gravity?"
"I am Hermes, messenger to the Olympians.
You don't concern me," the voice said. Out of the corner of her eye,
she saw Joe slam against a nearby wall.
Misae turned and saw a more modern version of the
Roman messenger of the gods. Gone were his winged sandals, replaced
by a pair of white, black, and metallic silver Nike Air Modifys.
He was clean shaven, wearing a pair of black breakaway wind pants and a
gray t-shirt. On the top of his head, instead of his helmet, was
a Detroit Red Wings cap. And over his eyes were a pair of dark silver
Oakleys. "The girl is who I want," he said.
Joe stood up and took another look at the now scared red head. Suddenly, a flood of memories from a time long forgotten came back. *Misae..that dream...she, she's her....*
Misae stared at the messenger. "What do you
want?" she asked.
"Zeus sent me to destroy you, and I shall, even
though I don't want to."
Joe stepped in front of her. "Over my dead
body," he said.
Hermes nodded silently. "As you wish.
Quicksilver, go!"
A blob of silver appeared in front of them as Hermes
disappeared. Quicksilver made a harpoon of it's left arm and aimed
at them. Joe grabbed a chair and threw it at the monster, giving
him some time to think.
"Jesus christ, what are you doing?" Misae asked.
"Protecting you." Thrusting his right hand
into the air, he yelled out, "Mercury Power, Transform!" A blue light
engulfed him. When it disappeared, he was wearing a suit like the
one Misae vaguely remembered Prince Endymion wearing, but Joe's was light,
almost ice blue with dark blue accents.
The silver blob laughed. "Oh, you think you
can defeat me, Mercury Knight? When your "princess" is standing behind
you, powerless?" It lunged at Mercury Knight.
"I can sure as hell try. Mercury Ice Bubble
BLAST!"
Mercury Knight turned around, crossing his hands
in front of him. A ball of light blue formed in front of him.
Uncrossing his hands, he sent the ball at the monster. It froze,
effectively killing it.
*He had to save my life once again.* Misae thought.
*I have to get my other earring back. I hate feeling so powerless...it's
about time I save his ass...*
"That was close," Joe said, de-transforming.
Looking at her, he asked, "Why didn't you transform?"
Snarling, she said, "I think he took it."
"You're not as useless without it as you think,"
Joe said, chuckling. "I've seen you swing your stick at an opposing
player at Squires games. Besides, if anyone took a look at your eyes
while you're angry, they'd drop dead from sheer fright.
"You just can't transform. Is that so bad?"
Misae shook her head in disagreement. "No.
From what I experienced in Tokyo, this is just the beginning. I have
to get my earring back.
"Do you want to come over to my house at about six?
We can have the tutoring session that we were supposed to have here there,
and you can talk to J.F. He's my boyfriend and advisor."
*Damnit...she's got a boyfriend.* Joe smiled
bittersweetly and said, "Sure."
Meanwhile, back at the secret hideout, an angered
Zeus was ripping Hermes apart. "I can't believe you just sent out
a monster to destroy her!" he said. "You can't get rid of her that
easily!"
"Sir, I didn't know that Mercury Knight was there
in the room with her. If I did, I would have destroyed him, first!"
"It's okay, Hermes. I have a new plan.
Fellow Olympians, gather!"
A crowd of nine to ten people gathered around the
white haired guy. "In order to destroy the Knights, we need to destroy
their lives. I want each of you to, when I say, turn into an influential
member of the Knight's family. Hermes will spy on their dreams to
see if they have had their awakening and see what is important to them.
We only have a short while to destroy their lives after the awakening.
If we do this successfully, we can destroy the bitch who locked us up in
Chaos. Who is with me?!?"
The crowd cheered.
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Teeny Weeny Disclaimer: All Sailormoon characters are © Naoko Takeuchi, Kodansha, Toei, and whoever owns the rights in the United States. I orignally got the idea for creating knights from my mind and a bit from JupiterKnight's Fanfic, Sailormoon K. Therefore, these versions of the Knights are created by me. Any simularity to any existing Knight character is purely coincidental. Make any comments or flames to sailorsolaris@mail.com. Hey, I'm covering my butt so I don't get sued here, okay? And remember, if you steal them, I will send the scary clown faced man after you!
