Serena slowly opened her eyes. Her throat hurt and she found it nearly impossible to make a sound or a whimper of pain. Everything was so bright, clouds covering the sky, hiding the sun. Every inch of her was covered in bruises or cuts. 'Where am I?' There were strange creatures all around her, what appeared to be floating little clouds that made sounds as they passed by.

"Hey Mez; We have a new play mate.

Serena painfully sat up, turning her head to find the source of the voice. If she were able, she would have screamed, searching for her locket. There was no sign of it, and it took her a moment to realize that it was in her room back at home. Standing a few feet away were two rather large orgres, one blue and one red.

"I don't know Guaz. Something's different about this one? Why are there still marks on her if she's dead?"

Paralyzed with fear, she could only stare in horror. She looked at her skin, pinched her face, and felt for a pulse. Serena felt alive, but why would they think she was dead? The blue giant knelt down, staring at her blue eyes. "She can't be alive! No mortals could get here if they were still of the living."

"I'm Mez!" The red giant said, trying to puzzle this creature out. She looked to innocent, and he started to wonder if there had been some mistake. It wouldn't have been the first time someone had fallen off snake way, and there was no way to return unless King Yamma commanded it.

Serena backed away from the blue giant, not liking the wide grin on his face. His idea of fun didn't sound all that healthy for her. She tried to speak, but again her voice failed to produce any kind of sound. Gauz frowned. "What's wrong with you?" Tears shimmered in her blue eyes, and to his horror, he actually started to feel sorry for the girl.

It was his job to make people suffer, a punishment for all their evil deeds while they had been alive. So why did he feel like this girl didn't deserve to be tormented? There were marks on her throat, as if someone had tried to crush it, and her hair spilled around her like a golden carpet.

"Girl," Mez growled, having a bad feeling about this kid, "Do you have any idea where you're at?"

She silently shook her head, backing a little further away from them. Mez frowned. "You're in hell." He didn't try to use pretty words, but the simple truth.

If she could have gone any paler, all the color drained from her face and her lips opened and closed as if she were in denial. Serena recalled another hole being opened up before she lost consciousness, but to fall into...

Large tears slid down her cheeks, falling to the ground around her feet. "Don't cry!" Mez yelled in alarm, hating the tears as much as Gauz. Why were they feeling sorry for her? It made no sense. He sniffed and started to curse. "Guaz, that girl is still very much alive."

"Why is she here then? How did she get here?"

Serena tried to hold onto what little courage she had left, hoping she would wake from this horrible nightmare. All she wanted was her best friend, to allow him to protect her for the rest of her life. She wanted nothing else to do with the Negaverse, Generals, blood or death.

"Can you talk?" Mez demanded. Serena tried and failed. "She can't stay here, Guaz."

"You know the rules, Mez! There's no going back once they come down here!"

"That's only if they fall off Snake Way or if King Yamaa sends them down here!"

"How do you know if he didn't? Did King Yamma send you here girl?"

Serena looked at him in confusion, having no clue about who he was talking about. She shook her head, angering the two giants further. They started arguing back and forth, not liking the implications of what Serena meant. Both realized she didn't belong, but how to fix the situation was new to them.

"Well..." Guaz said, not wanting to be impolite. Until they figured out what to do with her, they couldn't exactly treat her like everyone else sentenced to hell. "You're free to wander around until we figure out how to get you home."

Serena was miserable. If she couldn't even become Sailor Moon, how was she supposed to leave and help her friends? She didn't even know if Darien was still alive or if the Negaverse had managed to convert him to their side. 'I'm so sorry, Darien. Some hero I turned out to be.'

Her body shook in heart wrenching sobs, no sound able to leave her damaged lungs. It hurt to breathe, but it didn't matter as her heart began to break. A coldness began to enter her body, Serena shutting herself off from everything and everyone. She didn't want to feel anymore. Serena would slip away, where nothing could touch her.

Unable to take her sorrow, Mez stormed off. "I'm going to speak with King Yamma. She doesn't belong here and we need to stop it from happening again."

"What am I supposed to do in the mean time?"

"Do what you always do! Keep everyone in line and don't let anything happen to her! If she is alive, there are creatures here that would quickly change that."

Serena was oblivious to the two orgers, wondering how Kakarot was taking her death? She would do anything to see his goofy smile, to have him carry her school bags despite how annoying it was. More than anything, she wanted to be a normal kid again.

Gauz, afraid to leave the girl alone, sat beside her. How did one figure out where she came from if she couldn't speak? It looked like a recent occurence, judging from the marks on her neck. Who would try to kill her?

An idea poppped into his head, and a couple of minutes later he was placing a pen and pad in her hands. "Where do you come from?" He gently asked. Serena looked up, suddenly finding it hard to be afraid of him. He didn't seem to be evil. Taking the pad, she wrote a few things down and gave it back. "Really? You're from Earth?"

She gave a weak smile, writing a few more things. "Wow! You're friends are Saiya-jin? I've heard of them, but only one was allowed to keep his body. We don't bother him much. He's positively scary."

Serena frowned. Guaz read her next question and tapped his chin. "I believe his name is Bardock and he tried to stop Frieza from destroying his home planet. It took a lot of courage, but it didn't erase everything he did before that."

For the next hour, the two continued to communicate, Serena finding it easier to relax in the giant's presence. 'What is a Saiya-jin?' She wrote.

"Saiya-jins are fighters that go from planet-to-planet to eradicate any and all threats to them. After the Ice-jins took control, they simply slaughtered millions." Serena paled, unable to comprehend the friends she knew capable of such atrocities.

'Why?' Guaz read the question and thought hard for the answer.

"Frieza gave them no choice. From my understanding, he's still alive. Ice-jins only care about pain and suffering. He would give the younger Saiya-jins to his Ginyu Force for things I dare not mention."

Strangely, Serena caught the image in her mind and covered her mouth in horror. She couldn't imagine Vegeta or the others being treated so horribly, but she had seen the scars on Turles when ever he took his shirt off. Her heart went out to the Saiya-jins. "It's amazing how your friends to four of them. What's your name?"

Serena...

Guaz sighed. He was really liking the girl, not wanting her to leave. Other than Mez, there was really no one to talk with. "We'll figure out how to get you home, Serena."

He was about to ask her more questions when a tall figure appeared out of the sky, landing before them. Guaz sighed, glaring at the green looking creature. "Pikkon! I don't need your assitance!"

"I'm not here to offer it! King Yamma has asked that she be brought to the Grand Kai. Nothing like this has ever happened, and it needs to be addressed."

Serena gaped at the halo over the green man's head, tempted to reach up and touch it. He glanced in her direction, a frown on his face. "What's your name, girl?" Her blue eyes flashed an angry silver before she calmed. For a brief moment, he had felt a surge of dark power, but she didn't seem to realize that she had tapped into it.

"She can't speak Pikkon."

"Great." Without a word, he grabbed her around the waist and shot towards the sky. Serena tried to break free, but his grip only tightened. "Unless you want to fall, I suggest you stop fighting me."

Unable to speak, she did as he ordered and relaxed, wondering who the Grand Kai was? Could he help her?

Pikkon watch her drift to sleep, emotionally and physically drained. She didn't have the strength or the desire to fight what was happening to her and that concerned him. He recognized a power lying dormant, but she didn't seem to be aware or how to tap into it at will.

She shouldn't have been in this realm, and the idea that dimensional barriers were being breeched concerned the Kais and King Yamma. He could easily read her mind and the battles she had fought before her enemy had tried to kill her. The girl didn't appear to be a fighter, but he had learned a long time ago that appearances were deceiving. Beneath the surface he knew she could be as deadly as her worst enemy. What was the dark aura he sensed in the back of her mind? He tried to study it, but it lashed out at him, piercing his brain like shards of glass.

The shadow was protecting her, keeping in the back of her mind. 'What are you?'

The thing didn't answer, silently keeping guard. Pikkon didn't trust it. The girl was an innocent, but the shadow was not. The Grand Kai was an old being, the last word on everything other than the Supreme Kai. No one defied the Supreme Kai, but it had been several centuries since any had seen him.

If any had an answer on how she came to their realm, the Grand Kai would. Could they send her back home? Was it even possible? The Grand Kai's castle was vast, filled with many gardens and pools, people lounging or training as far as the eye could see. This was a fighter's dream heaven.

All eyes were on Pikkon and the girl he carried, curious but not stupid enough to ask any questions. Pikkon answered to no one, loyal only to the Grand Kai, nor did he appreciate interference into his affairs. The crowd slowly parted, allowing him through to meet a short man, his elf looking ears twitching.

He stared at the girl in shocked silence. There was no halo on her head and she still bore several marks on her skin. He slowly took off his dark sunglasses, worry in his troubled gaze. "This is bad."

Several mumurs could be heard, but a glare from Pikkon silenced them. "Is she..."

"She is..." The Grand Kai sighed, trying to figure out a solution to their problem. Touching her forehead, he easily sifted through her memories, recognizing the dark shadow. It had been a long time since he had seen or felt anything like it, nor did he reveal his discovery as he continued on through her thoughts. "Incredible. This girl is tied to four Saiya-jins."

"Are you certain? Is she a threat?"

"No. I'm not as concerned about three of them as I am about the one closest to her. There's something familiar about that one's power."

"What is she?"

"All her memories are of Earth, but hidden behind barriers she's afraid to open, are images of a time and place that disappeared a thousand years ago. This girl is Lunarian, the last of her kind, but she's only half."

"What do we do with her?"

"She has tremendous power, both of the light and darkness. Without proper training, she could easily destroy Earth and all the planets in the system." Pikkon had a hard time believing the Grand Kai, but the old one would never lie.

"Can she return?"

"Place her on the ground and give me a few minutes with her." Pikkon did as the Grand Kai ordered, stepping away to allow the two space. With a few words, Serena woke, staring up at old eyes that seemed to know everything. "I have a few questions. All you need to do is shake your head yes or no."

She nodded, knowing this man would never hurt her. She felt good all around her, seeing the crowd staring at her curiously. "You're the legendary warrior Sailor Moon; are you not?"

Serena wondered how he knew, but nodded her head. "Do you know who and what she is?" She shook her head. "Sailor Moon is an ancient legend; some would call it a myth now. She first appeared ten millinnieum ago, fighting in a war that had little hope for success."

"For you to appear, means the balance between good and evil hang in the balance. Sailor Moon was the Moon Goddess Selene, a warrior of peace. She had no desire for battle, but without her, everything would have died. In the end, she created the Lunarians, promising to be re-born in one of her decendants."

"As time passed, the Silver Alliance was created, Queen Selinity the current ruler. Her daughter was Princess Serenity, the father unknown to those that would have demanded her death." Serena's eyes widened, horrified that anyone could want the death of an innocent, let alone a child. Reading her thoughts, he gave her a sad smile.

"The biggest secret was the twin the father took and hid. Serenity took after her mother, while the boy was very much like his father. They were neither good nor evil, a law of their own. Serenity's father answered to no one."

"After the destruction of Lunaria, Queen Selinity made a wish that sent her daughter and her court to the future. Unaware of the consequences, she created a relentless hatred in the twin, a promise of retribution to all living things. His father managed to calm him, but barely. Unlike Serenity and her court, his memories were never lost after his re-birth."

"They were opposites of the same coin, unable to exist without the other. Apparently the Sailor Senshi have been re-awakened, along with the re-birth of Sailor Moon. You are her, Princess Serenity, a direct decendent, if not her herself, of Selene."

Serena jumped to her feet, afraid to believe what the Grand Kai was telling her. She couldn't be a legendary hero; she couldn't even defend Darien. Unable to hear any more, she bolted, blindly running into a tunnel of gardens. The Grand Kai sighed, understanding the girl's fears and doubts. She had no knowledge of her own powers, nor the path destiny has given her.

"Do we send her back?"

"We could, but the outcome will not be in her favor. She needs training, and there are few here that have the kind of power and strength necessary to do so."

"There is one," Pikkon suggested, not liking the idea, but knowing there was little choice. "Not even Guaz and Mez mess with this creature, the Saiya-jin staying to himself most of the time."

"Are you crazy, Pikkon?" the Grand Kai stuttered. "Bardock will never agree to your request."

"Perhaps if you gave him a reason to except."

"One wish, and I will give it to him." Pikkon nodded, already leaving to find the rogue Saiya-jin. King Yamma had permitted Bardock to keep his body, but his sacrifice had not been enough to get him into heaven.

Guaz and Mez blinked in shock as Pikkon reappeared, scanning the area before he turned his full attention on the two giants. "Where is the one called Bardock?" They blinked in horror, backing away as if he had grown a second head.

"We haven't seen him in near five hundred years."

"Why is he not watched?"

"No one can touch him. Since King Yamma sent him here, all he does is train. Bardock doesn't try to leave, but he's destroyed several souls entirely that have dared to challenge him."

Pikkon couldn't believe any one in hell had been permitted to gain the power the ogers described. What if Bardock tried to take over? "You know where he is." It was a statement, not a question. Guaz and Mez shrugged, pointing to the north.

"It's your soul," Guaz warned, heading for his hut. "Don't say we didn't warn you."

Pikkon didn't know what to expect, flying through green and empty fields. There were souls scattered here and there, in the similiar, formless shapes. Most people didn't keep their bodies after death. Only through courage and sacrifice, did King Yamma grant such a gift.

He almost missed him, lying on a hill staring at the clouds. In his teeth was a blade of grass, the Saiya-jin oblivious to his surroudings. Pikkon made it a point to fly over head before he landed, yet Bardock still refused to move. "Only an idiot with suicidal intentinos would approach me," he growled, wishing to be left alone.

"The Grand Kai has requested your presence." Bardock turned his head, his expression board.

"Why would I care what he does or does not want? I have no desire to obtain a place in heaven, nor do I wish to leave."

Pikkon frowned, trying to understand Bardock's decision. "Why do you think this way?"

"Heaven is a matter of what I make it. No one bothers me here and I wish for it to remain that way."

"Do you have not a single wish; anything that you would desire? The Grand Kai is willing to offer this."

"I have only one wish, and not even he could grant it. Leave me be." Pikkon sighed, starting to leave when Bardock sat up. "Why would he ask for me?"

"I do not question his orders."

"Will I have a choice?"

Pikkon suddenly understood. Frieza had taken the free will among the Saiya-jins, giving them little options but to destroy and conquer. "The Grand Kai has never forced his will upon another, nor has he broken his word."

"Fine. I needed something to do anyway." Standing to his full height, he towared above the green man, every muscle well defined. Pikkon had met a lot of fighters, but none on the level of this one. Without further conversation, they took off, Bardock close behind. He didn't look at Guaz or Mez, nor did he seem to care about the fighters that jumped out of his way as he landed at the Grand Kai's feet.

"Thank you Pikkon," the Grand Kai said.

Bardock crossed his arms, uncaring of anyone's opinion. The Grand Kai smirked, liking what he saw. "I think King Yamma made a mistake when he sent you to hell. There is no evil in you." The Saiya-jin snorted, but said nothing. "I have a request, one that you alone can accomplish."

"You have thousands of fighters here. Why would you need my help?"

"She will accept you."

"She?"

"She needs training and I have a feeling she'll be quite stubborn about it."

"Why would I train an onna? I'm a General and I lead men; I don't train them!"

"Is there nothing that you desire, Bardock?"

"My wish cannot be granted!" Bardock snarled, already wanting to return to his hill top.

"I will grant your wish!" If it were possible, he felt and saw the Grand Kai wince. A darkness spread across the sky, covering the large mansion and swallowing several fighters before it shrank into one form. The Kai was on his feet, visibly shaking as he tried to form words. A single glare and the Kai was silent, the powerful being focusing on Bardock. He had black hair, a black crescent moon on his forehead that pointed upwards, and silver eyes.

"Who and what are you?"

"Ten years is all I ask, in return name your wish and I will grant it. King Yamma and the Kai's have no say in the matter."

"This is forbidden," the Grand Kai shouted.

"I care nothing of mortal and immortal laws. Serena does not belong here, yet you are willing for her to stay. It will be by my rules or I will allow the destruction of the Cauldron. Do you challenge me?" Their was a deathly silence, the horror of his threat sinking in.

"You can't..." The Grand Kai choked. "The souls..."

"...Mean nothing if she dies." Bardock could see the cold hate in the man's eyes, a rage so deep that even he recognized a potential enemy.

"Why is she so important?" Bardock dared to ask. Several people gasped, but he ignored them and stared directly at the powerful being. There was no fear in Bardock, only a quiet exceptance of what may or may not come to pass.

"We are twins, connected by more than a bond of blood. What one suffers, so does the other. Do you think I cannot feel her pain, her terror that she may never be able to call upon her voice again? She's afraid of the power she was born with, willing to protect a race that has almost as little compassion as the very thing she fights."

"I'm tired of the sensless battles, I'm tired of her always being the one made to suffer, and I'm tired of her protecting those that haven't the courage to fight for their own survival. Before she dies, I'll ensure everything is destroyed or will cease to exist. Not one soul will make their way to King Yamma, to seek a judgement they don't deserve."

"Bardock, you have proven your worth the minute you challenged a stronger power than yourself. Give me a reason not to destroy the planet she protects, the Terra system and the place where souls are sent to be re-born or sent here."

"You don't look like a Frieza," Bardock growled, not wanting to repeat past mistakes.

"Frieza lives off fear and pain. I don't need to make idle threats to achieve my goals. Frieza seeks to conquer, killing those that don't do what he wants and when he wants. I have no need for a planet or useless creatures. My only objective is to see that she lives." His gaze moved back towards the Grand Kai; "I ask again, do you challenge my words?"

The Grand Kai lowered his head, unable to meet the cold, silver eyes. "Does your father know of this?"

A cruel smile hovered on his handsome features, his form phasing in and out. "Beryl isn't exactly having a picnic right now. Serena will live, do I make myself clear."

"Why do you do this? Your father has never interfered in the lives of mortals or immortals."

"I am not my father, and even he will ensure that she lives. Old fool, do not dismiss my warning. If the negaverse tries to kill her again, I will take over her mind and release the other power given to her at birth."

"She's of the light."

The man through back his head and laughed, but his eyes remained cold and unrelenting. "She is also of my father's blood. Serena cannot stop me from taking control if I so desire."

"You will grant my wish?" Bardock asked, a flicker of hope in his eyes.

"If it is still your desire." In a flash, he was gone, leaving Bardock standing in front of the stunned Grand Kai.

"Where is she?"

"Find the girl with no halo."

Bardock walked away, following the different paths. He wanted to believe the strange man, that it was possible to have his one and only wish granted. Two hours later, he found her beneath a tree, tears making a puddle around her still form. Without a word, he lifted her, surprised at how small she was.

He studied her closely, understanding she had been pushed to her limits. Any harder and she would snap into a million pieces and never recover. Bardock couldn't believe how young she was. 'She can't possibly be a fighter!' The girl didn't respond to his presence, trapped in a world of fear, loneliness and sorrow.

"Kid, ten years may not be enough."

Serena lifted her head, startled to see a man that resembled her best friend. With a silent cry, she buried her face in his shirt. Bardock didn't know how to respond; did she not know what he was?

Darien collapsed, completely drained of energy as Venus sank into a deep sleep. He gave the other senshi a weak smile, his signal that the girl would live. She had lost alot of blood, but a few weeks and she would recover. The Saiya-jins were scattered throughout the ship, unable to do anything but wait.

Kakarot was sitting near a corner, his mind deep in thought. He heard Darien approach, the man's blue eyes meeting Kakarot's. The man sighed, wondering if this was a waste of time. "Speak," Kakarot commanded, his voice low.

The other senshi stood guard over the unconscious Venus, unaware of the tension between the two males. "Do you remember the conversation we had; the one before the negaverse took Serena and I?" Kakarot growled, but allowed Darien to continue. "I meant what I said. Don't hurt her. Serena isn't the same person she was on the moon."

"Serena is Serenity."

Darien sighed, wishing Saiya-jins weren't so stubborn. At least Kakarot was willing to listen. "She is, but have you not noticed the dark aura around her at times?"

Kakarot had noticed, and that's what bothered him. She was still the same innocent and naive princess he had met on the moon, but he couldn't deny the sudden surge of power he had felt in the orphanage. Having his attention, Darien decided to set aside his distrust of Kakarot, hoping a part of him in the past fourteen years could be the best friend she would need upon her return.

"I was in my room unable to move, Kunzite about to take me, when she suddenly appeared. There was nothing familiar about her energy; she was colder, filled with a black rage that easily destroyed everything in its path. She was so angry, and Kunzite was terrified of her."

"Serena doesn't even remember after the power fades, but she's aware of the dark aura. Kakarot, I know you're the warrior from the Silver Alliance and you've known death and hatred more than you've known peace and kindness. However, that part of you that has had a glimpse of compassion, Serena needs more than ever."

"Serena never had a problem with what I was."

"No, but Serena has no memories of the Silver Alliance. All she knows is the best friend she grew up with, the Kakarot that helped her with homework assignments and prevented school bullies from attacking her. I've always envied your friendship with her, never seeing anyone as close as the two of you are. I'm not saying regaining your idenitiy as Jekkanadar is wrong. However, Serena needs Kakarot, not Jekkanadar."

Darien held his breath, watching the flash of rage in Kakarot's eyes. He was waging a battle with the thought of Serena refusing him, but he couldn't deny the truth of Darien's words either. Serena was his, there was no choice in the matter, but he didn't have to display his dominant and possessive side as he had during the Silver Alliance.

"What do you suggest?"

"In battle, no one will question your more savage side. However, to keep your secret, you must act and think like the person you were before regaining your memories. Your mind is of a seasoned fighter, but your body is of a fourteen year old. In ten years, she will return to us. Do you wish to claim her?"

Kakarot snarled, but Darien refused to be intimidated. The Saiya-jin's respect for the human grew at that point, rarely finding one that wasn't afraid to speak his mind. "You have a solution? I am what I am, Darien. Saiya-jins are aggressive, possessive and dominant."

"Keep those traits, but don't exactly use it to frighten her. Did she ever tell you her feelings on Lunaria?" Kakarot blinked in surprise. He had never given thought to what she was feeling, assuming she would accept him without question. "Serenity had strong affection for you, but a part of her was terrified of her life after you returned to claim her."

"She said nothing of these fears."

"Serenity would never anger a friend, Kakarot, especially one that she loved. She never asked you to change, knowing you had no choice but to be the way you were. Now you do. Can she not have both? The warrior to lean on for protection, yet the compassionate side of Kakarot when there is no battle? Don't bury either one, but blend them together. In the end, you'll be that much more powerful. A warrior with nothing to lose, is his own worst enemy. He has nothing to fight for, to return home to after a battle. I know loneliness Kakarot, and I think you do as well. With Serena, that loneliness isn't necessary. She has so much room in her heart for everyone, having enough left over to give you complete and unconditional love. All I ask is that you don't hurt her."

"For a human, you have much wisdom. I will take your advice into consideration."

Darien smiled, offering his hand. Kakarot stared at it for a moment before he shook it, no longer thinking of the man as a rival. Darien was simply loyal to Serena, protecting her as if she were a younger sister. Leaving the Saiya-jin to think, Darien returned to Venus, to ensure that she was recovering before he found a wall to lean on and fall asleep.

Kakarot looked at the rolling waves of the sea, refusing to allow his feelings to show. Darien didn't know it, but he was deeply worried about Serena, missing her friendly smile. At that moment, he didn't care if he never fought in another battle, as long as she returned to him. Darien was right, he needed a balance between the two men. He had ten years to figure it out, and he never failed when given a mission.