June, 2001, by Sailor GlitterGirl & Rose Aquarius

 

                                                  

                                 The Universal Galaxy Saga

                                                                          Book One:

                    The Light Never Fades

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Four: Legends and Loss

Rated: PG, for emotional stuff

By: Sailor GlitterGirl and Rose-chan

 

 

 

 

 

            "Alright, we have a lot to discuss," the now

de-transformed Mercury started. Sighing and rubbing her

head, she continued. "First, That was a Soul Vampire-

from what I gather from their speech, previously

believed to be myths in the Silver Millennium." Lita

snorted.

 

            "Some myth." She muttered. Ignoring her, Amy

went on.

 

            "Second, We've got two new scouts more powerful

than ANY of us. Probably even better than all eleven of

us combined, from my readings.

 

            "Third, Alex, or 'Laxa' and Ali seem to know our

identities as Sailor Scouts, perhaps even from the

Silver Millennium.

 

            "Fourth, it seems that these new Senshi may know

of our Silver Millennium identities as well.

 

            "Fifth, I am getting a migraine from too much

thinking. And finally, I also think I'm going insane

because this makes NO sense to me!" the flustered Senshi

said before collapsing on a chair holding her head while

the others looked on in shock as the 'always calm' Ami

broke down in frustration and slammed a fist into the

wall.

 

            The group spoke up.

 

            "Soul Vampires?" Rini asked, her voice shaking

slightly.

 

            "Two new scouts?" Hotaru inquired.

 

            "More Powerful?!" Lita asked. She thought that

Puu was the most powerful. The most powerful of the

normal Senshi, anyway. Serena WAS the Moon Princess, and

Hotaru WAS the Senshi of Destruction and Silence.

 

            "Ami, Do you need an aspirin?" Mina asked the

extremely frustrated former Mercurian Princess.

 

            "No, I need Setsuna to explain this before I

pull my hair out! Well, okay, yes I'd Like that aspirin,

thank you, Mina." Amy then turned back into a calm, patient

Guardian of Time.

 

            "Setsuna?"

 

            Ami was DEFINATELY not herself.

 

            "Setsuna-chan, who ARE these people?" Raye asked

quietly.

 

            "Are these Sailor Guardians and the two transfer

students connected?" Mina asked.

 

            "They did look similar, from the brief glances

we got of them," Amy said quietly, having swallowed the

aspirin Mina had fished out of her purse, and was

feeling better after a drink of water.

 

            Unfazed by these questions, Setsuna simply

turned to Luna.

 

            "Do you remember the legend of the First

Senshi?" The woman asked. "Of the Light Kingdom? The

place that no one but their direct descendants could go?

The one hidden in the third dimension?"

 

            "What?!" Luna asked in shock. "What does that

have to do with anything?" The cat asked. She was

clearly shaken, a very un-Luna like characteristic.

 

            "Tell them of the legend, Luna." Setsuna said

simply. "Tell them where they come from. Tell them who

Beryl really was."

 

            "I...I can remember quite well." Luna said.

"There was always a question of how the senshi started,"

Luna began telling an obviously painful memory, but

continued. "There is a legend, based on a true story

that was eventually forgotten and became just that; a

legend." Inquiring looks implored her, and with a sigh,

Luna continued.

 

            "That legend is of the Sailor Guardians, the

first scouts- and no they did not design the uniform,"

Luna said.

 

            The senshi always hated the fact they wore short

skirts and spike heels and always said if they ever got

a hold of the person who designed them they would kill him.

 

            Slowly.

 

 

(AN from Rose-chan; I don't blame them about killing

the designer; I would too!

GlitterGirl; Rose-chan, you baka, that would mean

killing Naoko-sama! Silly.)

 

 

            As Luna said this the hate and disappointment in

the girls eyes dissipated with the recognition that they

couldn't drag out that person and shoot them; even Puu

hated it!

 

            "They are said to be the sole Guardians of the

system at that time. Then, for reasons unknown, they

chose a warrior with exceptional power from every

planet; your great-great-grandmothers' had that honor.

 

            "Then they disappeared, saying only to the Queen

of the Moon -You're great-great-grandmother, Serena--

who was named Tranquility Serenity -that's where you got

your name- to watch for an evil. They told the Senshi

to guard the Queen and Princesses of the Moon for as

long as they lived, and to teach their children -who

would inherit their powers, they said- to do the same.

 

            "It is said that the Guardians went away to

another dimension, where their home was, for they were

of the Star Kingdom, never to return.

 

            "However, there is one other aspect of that

legend, and that is that they left behind their two

daughters, and those two daughters remained secret, no

one except the current Moon Queen, Princess, and the

other Planetary Queens and Princesses knowing of their

existence beyond legend.

 

            "Their power was by far the most powerful, as

they controlled light and their signs power.

 

            "Then, during the reign of your grandmother,

Serena, when they were the guardians of Queen Serenity

-who was still a princess, herself- they were somehow

banished to another dimension by...by their cousin,"

Luna choked here, but quickly gathered herself and

continued.

 

            "Eventually, Queen Serenity made it possible,

with Pluto's help, for them to cross into different

dimensions. But by then, word had somehow leaked out

that the Sailor Guardians had come back, and now the

legend was stronger than ever.

 

            "So, to keep the Galaxy at peace, they made a

vow to themselves -according to legend- that they would

only interfere with anyone's life ever again if it

meant saving the system's very existence.

 

            "Goddess help us if we're in that kind of need,

now!" Luna finished sadly. Leaving out certain parts

that she would make Setsuna give them all.

 

            Everyone was silent as they absorbed the story,

until it was finally broken.

 

            "I remember that story." Michelle whispered.

 

            "So do I," Mina added quietly. "My mother used

to tell it to me always. She described the last Sailor

Guardians so vividly I thought that they might be real,

but eventually I-"

 

            "'Grew out of it,' and forgot the legend, and

all it stood for." Raye finished. "I did that, too, and

I remember it now, as well."

 

            "I think we all do, now." Serena said, looking

at all their faces. Steeling herself, as tears

threatened to spill, she looked up at Setsuna. "Those...

those two we saw today at the battle with the Spirit

Vampire...those girls were those legendary Sailor

Guardians, weren't they?" Serena spoke with no

emotion in her voice, in a regal voice. It startled even

her aunt who should know more than any of them of her

seriousness.

 

            "Is this all true? Setsuna, are we in that kind

of danger?" Darien asked. He had remained silent

throughout the whole tale.

 

            Slowly, Setsuna nodded.

 

            "Alex and Ali are involved with them somehow,

too, is that right?" Serena whispered.

 

            Ignoring her niece’s last question, she said

simply, quietly, "I have to go. I...I will explain

things further." She looked directly at Serena. "There

are things...things I need to tell you privately. Not

now, perhaps not soon, but the time is nearing when you

will need to know. I'll explain later. First, I need to

find two certain someones!" And she left, her Time Staff

disappearing, as she was going out into public, despite

the near midnight time.

 

            Trying to lighten the mood, Mina laughed softly.

 

            "Oh, boy! Poor girls! I feel sorry for whoever

she's going after," She said, and others nodded their

agreement, trying to shake off this new heavy gloom that

had settled over them.

 

            "Yeah, they have to face Puu when she's angry!"

Serena said, apparently back to her normal self. She

shuddered at the fact. Everyone agreed and Raye silently

prayed for them as all the others did the same.

 

 

 

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            "I despise my life, and this job!" Laxa said,

now  transformed back to her old self plopped on her

tall silver canopy framed bed, swathed in silver and

silver satin and silk beddings; she had just finished

conjuring up her room settings.

 

            A tear ran down her face unnoticed, wounds

having been reopened at the sight of that creature, the

one that they had destroyed only ten minutes ago.

 

            She missed her family. Despite her fierce love

and tight bond to her sister, she still missed them.

 

            Music suddenly filled the room, a soft, silky

voice drifting, weaving around the notes and melodies

of the piano. The beautiful music lifted the exhausted

Laxa from her sanctuary, guiding her steps out her door

and into the room next to hers to see her sister sitting

at a large, polished ebony piano. Her black hair let

down from her braid pooling around her, head bobbing to

the nameless tune, her voice filled with sorrow singing

in a long forgotten, but no less beautiful language.

 

            The music filled Laxa with sadness; the only

time either of them ever played that tune was right

after their family's death, only a few days before

they'd been banished and trapped in the third dimension.

 

            *Oh, Selene!* Laxa thought, tears running down

her face. *She's taking this worse than me!*

 

            She absent-mindedly picked up a short, but

beautiful, gleaming silver flute and started to play

the sad song, the notes and melodies tinkling and

whispering into the night air, the windows letting in

a lovely breeze that blew the golden silk around the

room like the fluttering of butterflies. The hauntingly

beautiful and lonely melody like the colors of the

butterfly's wings.

 

            The music never got louder, but it seemed to

fill the building and didn't stop there; it seemed to

fill the city, and all who were awake heard the

beautiful, heart-wrenching melody and wondered who was

creating such a sad, sad song of sorrow.

 

            Down the street, a tall, seething woman stopped

in her tracks, and Puu never made it to the building,

after hearing her cousins' song, she turned around and

went the other way. Even she didn't have the heart to

break their mourning.

 

 

 

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            "Did you destroy them?" A slimy woman's voice

asked from above, out of the darkness that cloaked the

heights of the tower, where the voice came from.

 

            "I...I am afraid I bear bad news, my lady." The

shaking, fearful voice of the messenger was replied by

the deep and sinister voice of a man.

 

            "You know I despise bad news," It hissed. "You

are lucky I do not absorb you on sight, but let's hear

it."

 

            The dark man below gulped. "The...the Sailor

Guardians...they came to their rescue."

 

            "WHAT?!!!!!" The voice screeched, then shrank to

a hiss. "But they're dead! *DEAD!!*"

 

            "Well, they killed Insector with ease, at least

the dark one did." The man said, wetting his lips,

trying to be tough; he knew his masters hated weakness.

 

            "You have ONE more chance, then you suffer your

subordinate's fate! Now go! Out of my SIGHT!" The female

voice screamed at the poor man who obviously was a pawn

in this game and knew it.

 

            *I can't stand this!* The man thought miserably

as he scuttled down the dark, musty halls, avoiding

the slightest droplet of light out of instinct. *I

made the wrong choice. Maybe if I find my sisters

they'll take me back?* He sighed, knowing that he was too

much a coward to ask.

 

            But, as much as he had hated them for it when they

had tried to keep him from doing what he thought he

wanted to do -join the dark forces- he had come to

realize that they had been right. He had to see them, to

see if they were alright, if nothing else; he hadn't

seen them since Beryl had tossed them to what he had

been sure was oblivion. Secretly, he was thrilled to

find that they were alive.

 

            With that thought, knowing he could never really

ask them to do what he wanted, but wanting to see them

nonetheless, he used his will and suddenly disappeared,

finding himself -as he had wanted- floating above <

Tokyo's streets.

 

            Summoning the faint, but still there, link that

he shared with his half-siblings, he found himself on

Tokyo's streets, and looking up to see that he was

before a tall, rich looking -by human standards-

building, with smaller groups of rooms inside, crammed

in there on each floor, save the bottom one.

 

            His heart gave a sudden wrench as heard a

haunting song, one that he knew all too well.

 

            Gulping, he pushed off the ground and floated

up, seeking the source of the music. His keen hearing

led him to a large, open window, with gold silk curtains

blowing in and out.

 

            Floating to the window, he peeked inside to see

a sight he had longed to see in literally a thousand

years, and his breath caught in his throat.

 

            At a polished black ebony piano sat a raven

haired midnight goddess, her pale complexion accented

by her red cheeks, stained with tears that flowed from

sparkling gold eyes, shimmering with more tears. But her

angelic voice unfazed by her tears as she sang the song,

'Hao Siere Karo Maline.'

 

            'My Heart Still Cries.'

 

            He gasped, and a sob nearly escaped him as he

saw another vision, his other half-sister, a tall,

silver haired woman clad in robes of pure white. Her

eyes streaming, but she too ignoring it, gently and

silently lifted a silver flute, raised it to her full,

red-pink lips, and blew softly, creating the songs of

the winds, and the notes seemed to be representing the

mournful cries of those winds, while the piano's melody

was the tears of the stars.

 

            He could watch no longer, and with a sob,

disappeared, not noticing the dark, silent figure on

the roof above, watching him with black, flashing eyes.

 

            Without a sound, the watcher stood as well, and

he too vanished.

 

 

 

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