Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Lost Boys and Golden Girls ❯ Ashes ( Chapter 1 )

by Edmondia Dantes

Email: mjalta@yahoo.com
Rating: PG

Disclaimer: This stuff doesn't belong to me.  It belongs to Naoko
 Takeuchi. Get it? Got it? Good.

AN: Just written on a whim at midnight.  Actually, it's my first
Sailor Moon fic.  Tell me if I screw it up or not.

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 The first death is the most painful.
 
 Perhaps it is the shock of mortality.  The elite were long
 thought to be invincible.  And perhaps it was our downfall.  Yours as
 well.  We were goddesses in our own time, praised for our beauty and
skill, ever feared for the awesome power that was our lifeblood.  So
 why should we think of dying?  We were soldiers, and we killed, but
 we always remained unscathed - for who could touch those so favored
by the gods?
 
 We never expected betrayal.

 It was forbidden, we all knew it.  You, I, the others - and
those whom we served were even more heedless of it.  And you fascinate
 me, you always have.  I do not know why or how it happened, but it
did.  We lost ourselves to our foolish notions and childish fantasies,
 dreams held by those who had never been children.  But we were young,
 strong, and in love.  The worlds were perfect.

 The perfection was shattered in a day.

 The wrenching, searing pain as my home crumbled to scarlet
dust, the screams of my soul's sisters echoing in my ears - and where
were you, my love?
 
 A royal ball violently disrupted, nobles fleeing only to be
cut down like wheat.  The four of us, flinging our mixed powers
against the hordes - we knew the situation was bad, but this..!

 My dead people demanding retribution, their cries ringing in
my head;  the shriek of the soldiers as they fell;  chaos and
confusion drenched in a fine sheen of blood that stained the pure
white marble;  the inferno raging in my soul and flooding through my
fingertips -

 And you, my beloved, my betrayer, my murderer.

 Yes, the first death is the most painful.

 *Unexpected*

 Very.  Which does not lessen the blow of the second.
 
 *You who have been so blessed*

 We truly were children that day.

 *Beautiful children*

 Flatterer.

 Flung headlong into a war we didn't know how to fight,
battling for an unknown goddess who owned our very beings...we were
children who had just awakened from a millennia of sleep to blindness.
Those first battles made us learn, taught us, changed our identities.

 The learning was the hard part, trying to control a magic more
 ancient that ourselves - relearning, faint echoes of things we
somehow knew shadowing every breath we drew, every attack flung from
our fingertips.  The long preserved shelter crumbled the very instant
we transformed.

 *Another death*

 A false one, to let the truth emerge from where it had long
been hidden.  My very being was destroyed and reborn in an instant of
 power and possession, freed from one prison and thrust into the
wilderness.

 *An awakening to yourself*

 And what of that which perished in the conflagration?

 *It now lies moldering in the grave*

 What was stolen has been gone for so long I barely recall it.
 It hardly matters, for a false death soon gave way to a true one.
 And you my love, still an enemy to be fought and killed.  We are true
 to our name.

 *It is duty*

 Duty?  Our lives and deaths are controlled by it - even for
those who have been branded traitor.
 
 *A different allegiance strangles your honor*

 I have no allegiances.

 *A lie, beloved*

 None other, then, for which I would so willingly sacrifice
 everything.

 *We are eternally bound.*

 Condemned and blessed, mortal and eternal.  Warriors for
peace.  A puzzle.

 *No, contradiction incarnate*

 The flesh is unimportant.  A shell for the soul, no more, for
we shall always remain as we are.

 *Yet your power grows*

 And we learn, and we kill, and we die to destroy that which
once destroyed us.

 *A fitting justice*

 How calmly you speak!  You know I think of you.

 *We all know what we did*

 Were your intentions pure?  Did you offer your souls for the
taking, or were they stolen?  Did you want to kill me?

 *We offered only what had already been tainted*

 And for your souls?  What reward did she offer, what
enticement did she offer for the head of your master?

 *Freedom*

 You were free! All of us were!

 *You do not remember what you are talking about*

 I remember every death I have meted out, every death I have
died, every last thought, the moon dust and snow caught in the folds of
my fuku as I crumpled to the ground.

 *The death is vivid in your mind, but you don't remember the
life*

 And yet we live.

 *You live*

 As would you if you were not held prisoner by your own
thoughts!  In her death, there is nothing to bind you.

 *Would you have me again bound to my lord?*

 As I am bound to my lady.  You would have the love of both,
and my love.

 *I cherish freedom*

 This is freedom.  Everything is different now, we can do as we
please!  There is no one to stop us from seeing one another!  The
princess and here prince are inseparable...and the senshi are lonely.

 *And you swear this by a long dead kingdom...*

 Our kingdoms live in us.  We cannot escape the past, but they
 are safe there, in our hearts, where none dare venture.  Why do you
delay?

 *I cannot go without the others*

 Such regret, beloved.  But Elysion is safe.  Our goddess
lives, and the blessings of the planets sing in our soul of souls.
Why?

 *Why is it that those who killed one another wait an eternity
to be reunited?*

 Don't joke now, my love.  The gods' secrets are theirs to
keep.

 *And goddesses*

 Of course.  Hurry...we've been waiting for so long now...

 *I shall*

 Please...
 

 "Rei?  It's already morning, you should go to bed."

 "Okay, grandpa."

 A whisper flickers from the fire as I slowly rise.

 *Goodnight, Rei-chan*

 Goodnight, Jadeite.  I'll see you in my dreams.

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FIN.
 

Was that horrible?  Or too OOC?  Does it make sense?
Am I confusing everyone?  Am I following the manga or
anime plotline?  Does anyone know?  Email me and speak!
 

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