Dimension Destinies, an Andromed and Sailor Moon Crossover, by Emerald Goddess, May, 2001 Well, for once I am going to try something new, something very un-GlitterGirl; I'm not gonna waste all my memory space in this file on chit chat! Read and enjoy, minna! Sayonnara! -Za one and onlay Sailor GlitterGirl ________________________ / \ ( DIMENSIONAL DESTINIES ) \________________________/ Part One: Forces Collide By: Sailor GlitterGirl Rated: PG, for mild violence The ship crumbled around them, Rubeous laughing his head off, knowing his archenemies, the Sailor Soldiers, were doomed along with him. A counsel next to Sailor Moon exploded, but she didn't allow herself to utter the tiniest shriek as she shielded Rini from the burning sparks that burnt tiny holes into the back of her uniform. "What are we gonna do, Sailor Moon?" Rini cried, fear evident in her voice as she clung to her hero and only friend, as far as she was concerned. "We have to try the Planet Power Teleport!" Sailor Venus, Sailor Moon's lookalike, shouted over the noise of straining engines and machines exploding, as well as Rubeous's constant annoying laughter. "There's no way we'll be able to pull together enough power!" Sailor Mars threw up an arm to shield her face from yet more flying sparks. She winced and hissed slightly as one particularily large burning spark landed on her forearm, eating away at the smooth material of her white glove. "Especially with Rini to carry as well." She added as she brought her arm down, checking the slight burn. "Come on, guys! We can do it! No prob!" Sailor Moon said optimistically. "Haven't you forgotten something, Meatball Head?" Mars snapped. "You're nearly drained of all your power on top of all that. How do you expect us to be able to make it all the way to Earth WITH Rini?" "I...I could stay here..." The little pink haired girl offered bravely, her voice hardly audible over all the racket. "Absolutely NOT!" Venus, along with Sailor Moon, exclaimed. "We're ALL getting out of here!" "Well whatever we're gonna do we'd better do it quick!" Mars shouted. "This place isn't gonna hold together much longer!" "That's right, Sailor Snips!" Rubeous cackled. "You're doooooomed! HAHAHAHAAHHHAAAAA!" "Is it just me, or are all the Negaverse's lead men REEEEALLY annoying?" Sailor Jupiter sneered at the still cackling Rubeous. "Yup, they're annoying." Mars agreed. "At least the Generals from Queen Beryl had SOME brains, but the NegaMoon family is just plain wierd." She shook her raven head as Sailor Mercury, who'd been silent, scanning and typing furiously on her mini Mercury Data Computer, spoke up. "I've got it!" She cried. She held out her palm, and from the computer came a small small blue beam, barely visible amongst the red and gold light eminating from the surrounding flames. The blue beam hit the blue haired girl's laid out palm, and in her hand a small amulet materialized. Quickly, the small young woman strung it around Rini's small neck. "Now, we have to Teleport!" She screamed, grabbing Jupiter's and Mars' hands. "Wha-?" "No time to explain. Let's just go!" The usually quiet girl commanded, interrupting her leader and Princess. "Mercury Star POWER!!!" She cried, and began to glow a watery blue. "Mars Star POWER!" Sailor Mars shouted as she started to radiate her color, a fiery red. She grabbed Venus's hand, whom in turn grabbed Sailor Moon. "Jupiter Star POWER!!!" Sailor Jupiter burst into a crackling green light as Sailor Moon shoved Rini into the center of the circle and caught onto Mercury's smaller hand. "Venus Star POWER!!!" Venus, the former leader of the Sailor Soldiers, was surrounded by a pulsing golden orange light. "Moon....Crystal...POWER!!!!" Sailor Moon, the former Princess Serenity, was engulfed in a pink flame, threaded with strings of glittering silver as she called upon her power. Together, their voices strong, they finished the activation sequence that would -hopefully- take them home. "SAILOR...PLANET...*TELEPORT!*" With a flash of blinding white-gold light, the warriors of truth and justice, along with a pink haired rabbit, vanished out of thin air, moments before their fiery prison burst into flame in the stars. In the distance, a round sphere of white light flashed into nothingness as it was transported into the subspace portal that would take them home- they hoped. ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* "Dylan, there's an unusual phenomena occurence forming directly ahead," the A.I. of the last remaining CommonWealth High Guard ship Andromeda Ascendant reported. Her human hologram form appeared in minature size on the console to the right of Captain Dylan Hunt, last surviving High Guard Officer. "What is it, Romie?" Dylan asked, his voice stressed slightly as he concentrated on steering the ship through the SlipStream. "I don't know," Andromeda's eyes flicked back and forth as her sensors scanned in continously, all the while they were drawing nearer to the swirling white sphere, right in the middle of the SlipStream path, blocking their way. "But whatever it is, it's heading straight for us. And it has a biosignature. Several, in fact." *"SlipStream creatures?" Becka Valentine, acting First Officer, asked, holding tightly to a counsel as the ship bucked slightly. "Can't be," Shamus Harper -always called 'Harper'- said with his cynical voice. "It's readings are too erratic. Whatever it is, it better get out of SlipStream quick; it's extremely unstable, although very powerful." "Shouldn't we try and help?" Trance asked, worried. The mystery character of the crew, no one knew what she was. Her skin was a beautiful, somehow natural looking light violet. Her short blonde hair was bedecked with glittering butterflies, and her agile purple tail lashed out gracefully behind her to help her keep her balance. She was also your typical blonde ditz, but she had a heart that could hold the universe. "Sorry, Trance. It's impossible to stop long enough to take on passengers and yet stay in one piece yourself in the SlipStream." Becka answered apologetically, though she was busy looking over Andromeda's scans. "Is there anyway around it?" Dylan asked, worry in his voice. "Not that we can detect," Rev, the Wayist and morale persona of the crew, was a Magog, a species that was basically demons brought into reality. Though there were exceptions. Rev was one of them. "Damn," Captain Dylan cursed quietly. "Dropping out of SlipStream," Dylan announced with a sigh. He flicked his finger over a few buttons on his manual steering controls, which looked remarkably like the 20th century joy sticks. "Dylan..." Trance said cautiously, looking warily from her counsel to her captain. "What does this wierd flashing red and blue thingy mean?" "Dylan! Don't drop out!" Andromeda screamed, too late. Dylan franticaly tried to safely thrust the ship back into the spider web like sub-space tunnel, but it was too late. With a jerk, the Andromeda battle ship lurched into regular space. But just before, a incredibaly bright white light smashed into them, wracking every body on the bridge with incredible sensations. Through the incredible overload of his senses, Dylan, along with the rest of his make-shift crew, could have sworn they heard five female voices screaming unknown words in an unknown language. Unknown, that is, to all except Trance, who paled, even through the sensations. Then all was silent as they were snapped into reality. There was total silence on the bridge for a moment, until Tere, the Nitchean, a human hybred, born for battle and survival, broke it. "May I ask what caused such a...comotion?" He asked slowly, with his suave, calm warrior voice. Then, before anyone could answer, the ship was thrown into chaos once again as a wave of pure white energy engulfed them from behind, throwing the ship bulk over bow. The artificial gravity reinforced itself just in time, barely keeping them from flying into the ceiling. Still, the only one who wasn't thrown to the ground or into a console was Dylan, whom was still strapped into the harnesses that came with piloting the SlipStream. Then, as suddenly as it had began, the shaking stopped, and white light vanished into thin air. Everyone stood up shakily, and cautiously returned to their stations to try and discover the cause. Except for Tere, whom was stationed at the weapons control. He stood there with his arms crossed over his light steel chain mesh shirt, looking much more calm and collected than anyone else, but still alert and cautious. "What the hell was that?" Dylan demanded, struggling with the harnesses. "I want to know ASAP! That means NOW people!" "I still can't determine what that phenomena in the SlipStream was," Andromeda stated, her biological synthetic human body walking onto the deck. "But I can tell you that whatever it was, it's not in our database. According to all the records from the beginning of the CommonWealth to now, no one has ever encountered anything quite like this. That we know of, at least." "Can you tell us *anything*?" Becka asked, leaning onto her console and folding her arms over one another. "I can tell you that it was made in the blink of an eye. Very crude, like a piece of paper wadded into a ball in the spur of the moment, with no time for perfection." Andromed's eyes flickered once again as she looked through her recorded scans. "Also, from what I can tell, it would have taken a huge amount of energy to create it." "How huge are we talking about?" Harper asked, running his fingers over the console switches and data crytals to try and answer his own question. Andromeda turned cool eyes on him as she felt him discover the answer on his own. Harper's blue eyes widened to the size of saucers. Even Tere raised an eyebrow in slight surprise as he looked over the human's shoulder. "Oh...uh...wow..." Harper choked. "Uh, Dylan? Buddy? You might wanna come check this out." Dylan jumped down from the SlipStream Pilot seat after finally unbuckling the harnesses. "What is it?" He asked as he trotted up to the young man. His face registered clear and total shock as he read the readings for himself. "That..that phenomena... Romie, the energy that was put into making that so called 'paper-wad' in space was more than enough to power twenty whole fleets of fully armored and weaponed CommonWealth battleships! For five months!" "Or the equevinlant of over 250 nova bombs." Becka added with false cheeriness. "That's bad, right?" Trance asked. "Depends..." Dylan contimplated. "On what?" Trance asked. "On whether or not they decide to like us." Tere replied, still watching the readings. "Andromeda, can you get an...idea of what that power came from?" Dylan asked, the gears in his head already doing double time. "Already done." Andromeda chimed. "And Dylan?" The A.I. said. "You're not going to believe this, and you probably won't like it, and I don't know how I know, but somehow I am positive that that energy discharge came from, well, mainly a fifteen year old human girl. With the help of four human girls her age." "How the heck can you know that?" Harper asked incredously, obviously not believing. Tere didn't look too trusting, either. "He's right, Romie," Dylan said. "How can you be sure? Our sensors are some of the most advanced even today, but they aren't that prescise." "During that whiplash from exiting the SlipStream so near the energy sphere, a...picture, a flash of data entered my main database. Along with this...sort of memory photo." She shook her head, frustration on her face. "But I can't make it out for some reason. It's like my memory bank is damaged again." "Can't be," Harper stated. "I replaced it last month. It better not be malfunctioning already." "No...no, it's not malfunctioning..." Andromeda said quietly. "The...memory... It isn't coming from the memory banks... It's coming from me." The last part she whispered, and no one heard her, except Dylan. He watched Andromeda carefully for a moment, then decided to leave her alone. "Harper, come with me; I want to talk to you, and we need to make sure nothing was damaged." He strode towards the door, Harper close behind. "The rest of you try and find out what the hell happened." "Yes sir," Becka said quietly, under her breath. "Dylan!" Andromeda yelled. Captain Dylan whirled. "We've got intruders!" "How many, where, and who?" Dylan snapped, fingering his Forcelance at his side. "Five, and they're spread out." Andromeda's eyes flickered around. "One in the hydroponic's bay, one in your courters, Dylan, one in the medical lab...another on the training deck, and one in Rev's fire room." "Tere, go check out the one on the training deck. Harper; dydroponics, Becca, go with Rev to check out his courters. Trance, with me. We'll get the one's in the medical lab. Andromeda, seal off my courters and send in a hologram of yourself in to find out who they are and why they're on this ship." "Andromeda, can you tell what species they are?" Becka asked as she and Rev headed for the door. "They're humans. Five human girls. All fifteen." Andromeda looked at Dylan with level eyes as the others all stared. Dylan looked at Andromeda for a moment before leaving the Command deck, Trance right behind him, still pale. *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* "Ugggghhhhnnnnnrrrrruuuuu..." Sailor Moon let out a long, whimpering groan. She was on something soft and firm. A bed, she concluded after feeling that her head was on a pillow. She knew she was not in her room, and after a moment's hazy thought she realized she was not in any of her friend's bed, either. Realizing that she was in a stranger's sleeping place, the Sailor Soldier leader jumped up and leaped off the bed. She glanced around at her surroundings quickly, and gasped. The room she was in was DEFINATELY not from the year 1990's, or anytime that century. Maybe a hightech, super rich military facility, but she highly doubted it. Her warning bells and sensors were both on full alert. "Where am I?" She whispered. "You're on the CommonWealth Battle ship Andromeda Ascendant." A strong female voice chimed from behind. Sailor Moon whirled, realizing for the first time that she wasn't in her Sailor Fuku. Glancing down before looking for the owner of the voice further -there wasn't anyone behind her- she was startled to discover that her new attire was that of the gown that she had worn to official royal functions as Princess Serenity on the Moon Kingdom. A swift, split-second glance into the mirror beside her confirmed it, as well as told her that her golden crescent moon symbol on her forehead was in plain view. "Who's there?" Sailor Moon, now Serenity, demanded. She gasped and stepped back as a faint light shimmered before her and a woman appeared. She was dressed in a maroon, leather like suit trimmed in gold. She had dark olive skin, much like Jupiter had, and short dark brown hair. She resembled a medateranean princess Serena had once seen on TV. "Who... who the heck are you?" Serena demanded. Then, in a much more forcefull voice. "Where are my friends? And if you so much as harm on hair on Rini's head I'll-" "As long as you and your friends pose no threat, you will not be harmed." The woman said. Serena relaxed slightly. She knew her Soldiers would not attack unless provoked, and said so. The woman winced. "Then you might want to worry for whoever is on the training deck." She said wristfully, remembering that Dylan had assigned Tere to check out that area. Tere wasn't the most friendly person. Andromeda looked into the young woman's eyes, and saw nothing but kindness and sincerity. There was no threat from her, as long as her friends were not hurt. "Dylan," Andromeda called, shutting out her voice from the room so that the golden haired girl would not hear. "Yeah, Romie?" The captain's voice could be heard only by Andromeda. "I've just spoken briefly with the intruder in your rooms." The A.I. replied. "They're not hostile, I can tell you that right now. Though she may try something if her friends are hurt. She seems very protective, especially of one named Rini. May be her sister, or daughter or such. Doubt the daughter; she's too young to have children. She looks about fifteen, as my scanners indicated." "Good. Trance and I are right outside the med lab. We're about to go in. We'll report back as soon as we know who it is and why they're here. Dylan out." Andromeda turned her focus back into the room to find that the girl was no longer standing in front of her. Andromeda's hologram disappeared momentarily, then reappeared facing the opposite direction, out the large window, to find the blue eyed girl standing there, looking very at peace. "What is that planet?" The young woman asked, before Andromeda could speak. "It's not Earth, I can tell that." "No, it's not. But it's almost identacle in size, atmosphere, landscape, even the plants are similar to Earth wildlife." Andromeda answered. "It's called Fertari. The people there are quite friendly and peaceful. They haven't quite achieved space-flight yet, though." "Do they have a moon?" The girl asked, her gaze never wondering from the beautiful planet. "One." The hologram replied, looking the girl over. "It's a bit bigger than Earth's. Less craters, slightly warmer climate and thicker atmosphere." "Is there a kingdom on that moon?" The 'intruder' asked. Her voice sounded choked. "There...there was...once, we think." Andromeda answered slowly. Why was the girl near tears? Then she glanced at the near full circle crescent moon on the young woman's forehead. Andromeda suddenly guessed that this girl might have been from a moon kingdom of such. Perhaps hers was destroyed as well. "How was it...destroyed?" She whispered. "We...we don't know. It looked like first a huge attack on the capitol, followed by a counter-attack that came too late. Then a massive energy explosion. We're not sure which side it came from." Andromeda hesitated before asking a question of her own. The slender woman at the window didn't hesitate at all before answering. "May I ask you who you are and what you're doing here?" Andromeda asked, sounding polite but insistent. Serena swallowed. "My name is Serenity." She whispered. "And I'm afraid that other than that I don't know anymore than you." She said no more. *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* "Who are you, and what are you doing on my ship?" A voice demanded from behind. Sailor Mercury -only now she was Amy, or rather, Princess Mercury, as she was in her royal calling gown- whirled around to face the newest occupant of what Amy had gathered was some sort of hospital room. "Wha...what?" she gasped, navy blue eyes wide as she gaped at the tall, thickly built man in the entrance. He was holding a short baton at her that looked like anything but a gymnastics tool; it was clearly a weapon. "I said, 'who are you?'" He repeated. Amy quickly glanced at the other person, a short, shapely girl that was colored entirely purple. "I...I'm..." Amy gulped and tried to speak again, but no sound came out. "Dylan," the purple girl said softly, putting a hand on the man's wrist and gently bringing it down. "Dylan, I think we're scaring her," she whispered. "Trance-" Dylan started. "No," Amy choked, then coughed lightly as she finally regained her composure. This was not how the princess of Mercury and the warrior of ice and wisdom, Sailor Mercury, should behave! "No, I'm fine, thank you...Trance?" the girl nodded. "Mr...Dylan...has every right to ask me that." The blue haired young woman turned to the man, whom was watching her carefully. "If this is your... ship, sir, I do apologize." Amy blushed slightly. "But I honestly have no idea as to how I arrived here." "Try starting with telling us what's the last thing you remember." The man asked, stepping into the room with Trance next to him, and the doors swoshed shut behind them. "Uh, well, um..." Amy furrowed her brow as she searched her memory. Her eyes flew wide open suddenly as she remembered. "Rubeous!" She cried. At the puzzled looks she was recieving from her companions, Amy moved on. "Rubeous had us trapped on his ship, and he was so fixed on getting rid of us that he self-destructed the ship to make sure that we wouldn't escape. I guess he hadn't known that we could do the Planet Teleport." She mused to herself. "Planet Teleport?" Dylan questioned, stepping closer. "Yes, that's what we use to get around in a hurry. Problem is, it takes alot out of us." She looked around. "And I guess that this time we didn't have quite enough energy to pull it off." She looked back to the captain and his companion. "Oh! My apologies; I have been rude." She said. Taking advantage of her royal blue gown, she swept her skirts out and bent her knees, bowing her head as she dipped a graceful curtsey. "My name is... well, I have several, actually, but my most comonly used name is Ameena, usually just called Amy by my friends." "Well then, Ms. Ameena," Dylan said, still cautious of her. "Mind telling us what you do know?" Amy hesitated before answering. "I'm afraid that I can't tell you much until my friends are here. Then I can scan each of us and try and figure that out. I would be happy to explain it once I have figured it out myself." "Sounds good enough." Dylan stated, but still wary; he'd seen too many threats disguised as innocence to let his guard down to quickly. "Let's go find your friends." He led the way out of the med lab, Amy following hesitantly, cautiously. The purple girl -Trance- smiled at Amy reassuringly before following the man. Amy smiled wristfull as she realized that Trance was much like Serena. 'I hope they're okay...' she thought as she followed the quietly, but quickly, down the halls. *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Sailor Jupiter listened quietly, feigning sleep, or unconsciousness, whatever she was before she had come around to discover herself lying on a pile of...well, whatever it was it was hard and extremely uncomfortable. The brunette heard the unmistakable sound of quiet footsteps. It was the footsteps of a experienced and skilled hunter, a warrior. Male, she decided. Tall, about six foot. Well built, and muscled. The sounds came closer, and now she could barely pick up the sound of breathing, slow, rationed, used to keeping the sound quiet. Sailor Jupiter had to resist smiling; this guy knew what he was doing. Well, so did she; an entire lifetime along with two years of another of training to be one of the top warriors in the galaxy hadn't been for nothing. Using her skill and experience, she listened and used her senses to a T until she was positive her stalker was right where she needed him. Then, without the slightest warning, she leapt from her position, eyes flying open, and flipped over in midair to land smartly on the back of a tall, dark skinned, heavily muscled man. His breath left him with a 'whoosh.' In the blink of an eye she unsheethed a knife from a strap on her leg and had it pressed to his neck, the other gripping a handful of silky black hair in dozens of tiny braids. The man was clearly surprised. Jupiter noticed for the first time that she was no longer in her Sailor uniform. She scowled and uttered a quiet growl as she realized what she WAS wearing; her formal princess gown! "Oh, of all outfits to power-down into," she grumbled, quietly, but obviously not quietly enough. Tere's keen Nitchean hearing picked up her hissed complaint, and had to voice his opinion. "I must agree, woman." He said, his voice still calm voice. Jupiter, now Princess Jupiter, scowled. "You say that word as if it were a cuss word." she spat. "Among my people, with humans, it is." Without a warning, Tere had gripping a handful of the dark green silk of her gown and with yank, twisted and bent his own body and sent her flying over his head to slam into a wall, and the dagger was sent skittering across the floor. "Humans, especially women, are among the weakest creatures there are. With a few highly rare exceptions." He amended, remembering Becka. For a moment, Tere thought the girl was unconscious, as she was very still, slumped against the wall with her head on her chest, chocolate colored hair flowing over her face, concealing it. "Hate to burst your racist, sexist opinion, buddy," He heard the woman -no, girl, he corrected- growl. He raised an eyebrow. "But me and my friends would be some of those expections." In the blink of an eye her head whipped up, and she was on her feet charging straight at him. In the split moment before she reached him, Tere registered slight shock; she was the most beautiful female he had ever laid eyes on. Determination and anger blazed in her dark green eyes as she was landing punches everywhere at once. Silken brown tresses lashed around like living whips. Tere blocked frantically, surprised. Both at her unexpected beauty and ability to fight, even in the rideculous garmet she was wearing. And she was right about one thing; she was an exception to her species. She didn't fight like a human. And judging from some of the punches that managed to make their way to him, she was strong, and skilled, and experienced. He would have to be more careful when dealing with her. Finally gaining back his composure, Tere retaliated full force, and Lita found herself on the defense, frantically blocking blow after blow. She was able to block all but a few, but she got the feeling he was for some reason going easy on her. "C'mon!" she challenged. "Fight me for real!" She smiled wickedly as she threw a hard punch of her own and blocked one easily that was heading for her midriff. "If you're feeling sorry for me and want to go easy on a 'weak human female,' then don't." She growled as she back flipped away in a flurry of fluttering green silk, landing easily on the floor, fists ready. Tere stood away from her slightly, he himself in a firm stance, listening to for the rest of her comment. "It would be foolish of you to be sorry for me about something that I am not." She stated. "And what might you be?" Tere raised an eyebrow, clearly believing she was bluffing. "Jupitarien." She stated, and leaped for him, fists and feet flying, throwing perfectly aimed punches and kicks everywhere. Once again, Tere's movements were slowed slightly with shock. She was so darn fast! And those comically long skirts of hers hardly bothered her at all! And what was that about claiming to be a Jupitarien? Those people were myths! If it were true, she would have to be one of the best fighters in the known reality, for in all fairy tales -at least earth ones- Jupitariens were reknowned for their superb warriors and skilled athletes. "Aren't Jupitariens supposed to be able to control lightning?" Tere grunted, throwing her fist aside and returning the gesture with one of his own. "Who says I can't?" She replied, her voice strained as she skipped backwards to avoide his under swing. "Prove it." He stated, advancing after her. "Don't provoke me, Nitchean." She growled. How she knew what he was was beyond her. It was probably her Jupiter blood. As a Jupitarien Royal, she was able to know the names of all other fighting races. Nitchean, she sensed, was at the top. That made this man a worthy apponent. Now, more than ever, she was glad that her trainers had made sure she could fight well in a gown as well as in breeches and boots. "You can't, can you?" Tere goaded. Lita growled. "Fine." She hissed as she flipped away again, this time halfway across the room. Tere made no move to follow, but was ready to burst into a run, sure she would use this opportunity to try and get away. To his surprise, she brought her two index fingers together, and as she closed her eyes, began to glow a dark, electric green that cackled around her like living electrical snakes. An odd symbol on her forehead began flashing with green energy, and Tere realized that the mark had been there all along. It resembled an elaborate number four, with points and a large loop on one end. Tere's eyes suddenly widened in sudden and slight shock as the knowledge of her power entered his mind. "Jupiter...." She said, just loud enough for him to hear, but immense strength was potent in her voice. "Thunder..." Now Tere was starting to get slightly worried as pale green and light blue electicity began gathering around her finger tips. "...Dragon...CRASH!!!!" A living dragon made entirely of whipping, lashing, flashing electric strings of lightning burst from her hands and came whithering right towards him. "Jupiter!" A shrill, strong, startled voice shrieked fearfully. "Mercury Ice Storm Blast!" As Tere stared at the withering, roaring lightning dragon that was racing towards him, an onslaught of ice spears and icicles and hail and snow amidst foamy blue water slammed into the dragon, knocking it aside and dissipating it. Tere had the feeling that had the dragon creature not been caught off guard it wouldn't have been that easy. Tere looked sharply over to the entrance to the training deck to seen Dylan and Trance in the doorway, along with a short, small and slender girl with blue hair wearing a dark blue dress similar to the Jupitarian's in style, but much simpler. The girl dashed over to his opponent and threw herself into the other girl's arms, crying, as she gripped the brunette warrior fiercely. "Oh god, Lita! I was so worried!" The blue haired girl sobbed. "Thank goodness you're alright!" "Ssshhhh, it's...I'm okay, Aims, I just-" Before the taller girl could finish her comforting, the second girl yanked herself out of her friend's arms and slapped her smartly across the face. "What were you THINKING?" The one called 'Aims,' screamed as she proceeded to shout at her friend for using one of her powers on a 'normal, powerless human being.' With 'Lita' arguing that Tere was NOT normal, OR defenseless. Tere smirked inwardly. "Dylan?" Tere asked of the human captain as Dylan came up to beside Tere. "I'm not sure myself." The captain replied. "As far as Ms. Ameena claims to know, they're not entirely sure, either. Apparently they were in the middle of some sort of transportation when something went wrong, and they ended up here." "Any explanation as to these...weapons of theirs?" Tere asked, very annoyed. He knew that had she chosen, she could have fried him without bothering with the fighting. That fact annoyed and worried him. "Magic?" Trance offered. "Those ice thingies and that dragon were kinda pretty, huh?" "When you exclude the fact that the dark haired girl's dragon could have electrocuted you and burnt you to a crisp and that the blue haired mouse's ice daggers could have shredded you to frozen bloody bits." Tere pointed out nonchalantly. Trance's eyes widened. "But they wouldn't hurt us, would they? They seem perfectly nice." She glanced at Tere's many bruises and trickle of blood on the corner of his mouth, then to Lita, whom had her arms crossed and was glowering as Amy continued to rant at her, which was rather un-Amy-like. "At least, I don't...think...they would..." "Andromeda spoke with the one that was found in my courters." Dylan reported. "She says that she doesn't seem hostile, but she is very protective of her companions. Romie says that the girl claimed that they wouldn't attack unless provoked." Dylan looked at the Nitchean out of the corner of his eye, eyebrow raised. "Actually, Dylan, she attacked me." Tere replied, sounding slightly surprised. "She did a very good job of it, too. Even you didn't to quite as much damage as she did." He wiped away the blood on his lip and looked at it before dropping his hand. "What was the other lady's name?" Trance asked Dylan. "The one in your room?" "Serenity, I think," Was the answer. In a flash, two girls had rammed him to the floor, gripping his collar. Well, Lita was the one on top of Dylan, Amy at least had the decensy to sit at his side. "You've seen Serenity?" The Jupitarien demanded. "Where is she? I swear, if you have harmed a single golden hair off her head I will personally-" She was cut off as Amy clamped hand down down on her comrade's mouth, laughing nervously as she dragged her off the gasping captain. "My apologies, Captain Hunt," Amy apologized as she and her friend stood. Lita reached a hand down sheepishly to help the man up off the floor. "Sorry." She mumbled, glancing at Tere. Lita suddenly felt herself blush as she realized just how good-looking the Nitchean was. She scowled as she realized that along with noticing that, the female side of her was surfacing again as she was coming down from her adrenaline rush. Before anyone could say anything, a beeping sound was heard, and Amy gasped an 'Oh!' as she raised a hand and pinched an blue pearl stud earring. Dylan blinked in surprise and Trance uttered a startled shriek as a blue translucsent visor with yellow data images across it that were continuously changing materialized over Amy's eyes. The girl's navy eyes flickered back and forth as she read the readings. "Venus is waking up; we should go get her before something happens when SHE comes around." She thew a harsh glance at Lita, who stratched an ear and pretended not to notice. She caught Tere's eye and winked. "Will she...defend herself if she finds someone watching her?" Dylan asked as they headed out of the trainging deck, Tere bring up the rear. "Uh, heh, heh, um, uh....no." Amy said, laughing forcefully. "Well, what then?" Dylan asked. "You sent someone to check out all the intruders, right?" Amy asked, looking at Dylan. "That's right." "Okay, so who did you send to..." Amy's eyes flickered as she glanced over the blue screen over her eyes. "Who did you send to the hydroponics bay?" "Yeah, Dylan sent Harper." Trance supplied. "Alright. So tell me, is this Harper even...well, could he be considered even remotely...good-looking? At all cute?" Lita asked. "Well, yes, I suppose so." Dylan said. "He is kinda cute." Trance added. "Is he funny? A happy-go-lucky kinda guy?" Amy asked as they kept walking. "Oooooh, yeah." Dylan breathed. "We're in trouble." Lita muttered. "Big, big trouble." "Why would that be?" Tere asked from behind. Lita had to use every bit of training to keep herself from jumping. "Uh, in two words?" She said after recovering. She looked at Amy beside her, and the short girl looked back. "Boy-crazy." They chimed together. "Understatement." Amy groaned. "I pity that Harper dude." Lita muttered. "Well, I don't know." Trance said thoughtfully. "Is this 'Venus' pretty?" "Her name says it all." Lita ackowledged. She looked at Trance with a sly grin. "Why? Is Harper Babe-crazy?" She asked. "Definately." Trance giggled. "In that case, we might have a easy matchmaking case on our hands, Aims." Lita nudged the blue haired girl with her elbow. "You game?" "Lita, you know I think those games you and Mina and Serena play are silly; Talk to Serenity, I'll bet she'll want to get back at Mina for trying to hook her up with Melvin that one time." With that last, the girls started giggling, and Tere was wondering what had happened to the fierce warrior that he had fought with moments before. To Be Continued... Well? Interested? E-mail me and let me know if you think it's worthwhile, kay? I sooooo NEED feeback! Sailor GlitterGirl !