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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," she said, kissing him on the nose jokingly.  "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."


                                  TMTK Chapter One:
                                 Mercuryknight Dream

    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.