That Old Time Magic

[FaerieKnight79]

Greetings and salutations, it's time for another tale to be added. This is one of myth and magic, of heroism and the high cost of doing the right thing. But most of all, it's a story about magical girls. This tale got it's start in an old BESM D20 campaign I was in. In that campaign I played a teenage Magical Girl with a tragic past and the complete inability to think anyone was lying. Since then I've recreated that original character a few times, re-imagining her and/or tweaking the background to fit the game I was using the character in. The most recent version was actually the grandson of the original Flower Knight Rose. But since Flower Knights must be female, I decided to include the spring of drowned girl curse from Ranma 1/2 in the character. This was mostly for the humor factor since the campaign was a comedic action adventure. That is the version I used in this story.

Oh yes, the story That Old Time Magic is actually complete. I originally posted it on Fanfiction.Net under my user name of FaerieKnight197 There are 24 chapters in all, and a 4 chapter side story set during the main story which I wrote mostly as one of humorous situations. There's also a 10 chapter long sequel. I'm working on a third story set in this universe too, but it's slow going. I plan to add all 3 completed stories to Sufficient Velocity, but I do have to do some editing so the formatting will work out. As such I may only release a chapter or three at a time.

As I was writing this story I gave serious thoughts to how magical girls of various types interact with each other and with their enemies. In the end I concluded that basically, they don't. Or at least not very well. A Flower Knight for example can barely affect a yoma with their powers, and their armor offers very little protection. Conversely, the senshi can barely affect a faerie and their uniforms provide almost no protection against the magic and weapons of Faerie. And if they encountered Card Captor Sakura, both Flower Knights would be pretty much useless against the Clow. But then the Clow wouldn't be very effective against yoma or Faerie either.

Now, originally the plan was for this to be 100% set in a unique world and using only characters I had created. But due to how I usually write I was surprised by the direction this story took multiple times. Among them was the inclusion of Sailor Moon towards the end of the first chapter. Even with that, i tried to keep the Sailor Moon stuff as a minor side note, but again my muse insisted the senshi take a much bigger role in the story. Overall I'm quite happy with how it worked out. And it added many more layers of depth to several of the underlying themes. There is a heavy focus on karma and maintaining balance. And I'll warn people now so they know to leave if this isn't something they want to read about. Bad things happen to good people in this story. And just because someone is one of the central protagonists does not mean they are untouchable. By the end of this story people will die, and they will stay dead.

If that's something you feel strongly against, feel free to leave. But if you are willing to stay, I welcome you to a tale of friendship, heroism, loss, and redemption.

Note, while there are a few adult situations, they tend to be skimmed or glossed over for the most part. I don't like writing 'lemons' and I generally leave such events off camera, so to speak.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma 1/2 or Sailor Moon. I make no money with this story, nor do I intend to. If I ever did decide to try profiting off it, I would first rewrite it to completely remove anything that I didn't create.

Update Schedule: While the entire story is already written, the SV forum does horrible horrible things to my formating. As such each chapter needs to be edited after I copy/paste it. Sometimes it's just fixing the italics and double spacing between paragraphs. Other times what should be a full paragraph gets condensed into 1 or 2 lines, in which case I have to decide how to edit to combine groups of text into proper paragraphs. This does take a bit of work, and is tedious. Thus I plan to only update 2 to 3 chapters at a time, and do so every few days. The entire story WILL be posted here, but it will take time and work to do so.

 

[FaerieKnight79]

That Old Time Magic
by
Faerie Knight​

As the bell rang students filed into their seats. Like many other schools in the city there was a strict dress code. Tanaka however didn't care about that. He cared about teaching. It was his second love. The first being known to only a few. As everyone opened their textbooks he smiled. Today's lesson had come to him late the previous night.

"Put your books away. You wont need them." This brought a chorus of groans. "Can anyone tell me the origin of myths and legends?"

A blond haired boy raised his hand. Tanaka noted who it was, and sighed. James Fillmore was definitely not his favorite student. The boy had a tendency to attract trouble. Fillmore wasn't a bully. Not exactly anyhow. But he did get into frequent fights. Not to mention nearly daily riots as half the female students chased after him.

"You may speak Fillmore-San" He finally said.

"Thank you Sensei. I believe that myths originate from early cultures trying to explain something they didn't understand."

"That is a good theory, but not accurate." The teacher said with a chuckle. "Myths originate from truth. Take the European legend of Robin Hood. The man the legends describe was real, and he did run a band of outlaws out of the forests. So myth and legend originate in truth. But the further from the event, the more the truth gets distorted. Eventually the myth loses all resemblance to the original event. Some myths get forgotten entirely. Which is a mistake. Some stories should never be lost."

The rest of the class was fairly uneventful. Which suited James just fine. He had a lot on his mind. Summer vacation was almost there. But that wasn't what he was thinking about. Sempei Tanaka's words had mirrored his grandmother's almost exactly. Today's subject was rather odd too. Especially since this was math class. So why would he suddenly start spouting nonsense about myths? As the final bell rang he sighed.

James felt himself lucky. He'd managed to sneak up onto the school's roof without being spotted. Once again he glanced over the edge. Yup, still there. Why wont they give up? He thought to himself. It was ridiculous how they chased him. Then it started to rain. Thankfully it didn't last very long. In it's wake however his shirt felt too tight. His pants also felt loose to the point of falling down.

"What the?!" He exclaimed. Then blinked. That had not been his voice. It had sounded like a... a... Glancing down, James screamed. What he was seeing was impossible. He was a man, there was no way he had breasts. He couldn't have breasts. That just did not happen. Slowly the youth realized something else felt wrong. Or rather, what was wrong was what wasn't felt. His, or maybe her left hand snaked down into the boxers and felt around.

As two questing fingers touched a vagina they accidentally slid inside. This elicited a surprised moan. Quickly she pulled her hand out. It confirmed things though. Somehow the impossible had happened. 'He' had become a 'She'. The newly minted teenage girl pulled the school uniform pants back up and tightened her belt. She then undid the top three buttons on the uniform shirt. She had to, it was too painful to keep fully buttoned.

Feeling embarrassed, James made her way through the school and out the back. Fortunately there were few people in the halls now. Equally fortunately, the gaggle of girls out back watching for James didn't recognize her. Mother would be working late too, so that was a good thing. She really wasn't looking forward to trying to explain this. Nor was she sure how to explain it. The trip home was mostly uneventful. Although she did wonder how it had rained without anything but the roof of her school getting wet. Once or twice James had to lose a handful of guys who started whistling and chasing her. It was a new experience, and not one she liked. Finally she unlocked the door and slipped inside. Sinking into the couch, she tried her best not to think about the day.

Eventually the girl decided to take a bath. Still feeling horrible, she went into her room. The loosest fitting tee shirt was picked out, as well as a pair of pants. She also grabbed a belt she hadn't worn in a while. Stepping into the bathroom, she put the 'occupied' sign up and began to fill the furo. While it filled James fetched a towel and cloth. Yes, a bath would be just the thing to sooth her frayed nerves. A glance in the mirror caused the girl to stop and stare. Her normally blond hair was a vivid crimson. Her eyes drifted down further. Her chest, they were huge! How did this happen?
Again the thought that it was impossible crossed her mind. And yet the proof was staring back in the mirror. Her right hand snaked down between her legs. It's exploration was tentative at first. She merely investigated the outside. Absently she turned off the faucet. Curious as to what she had felt earlier, James slid two fingers into her vagina. This again elicited a moan, but she was ready this time. Her fingers worked in and out, their pace picking up quickly. Her left hand began to fondle her ample breasts.

For a time it continued. Lost in the unimagined pleasure, James couldn't help herself. Then with a scream she shuddered. A wave of pure orgasmic heat flowed through her, bringing with it exhaustion. It was a weary James which slowly pulled herself into the tub. To her surprise, the water had cooled to room temperature. How long had it been? How long had she played with her own body? After washing up James dressed and stepped out of the furo. The sound of the door opening sent a chill down the youth's spine. It had to be later then she thought. After all, her mother wasn't suppose to be home till after eight. James's legs still felt weak after what had just happened. Slowly she dressed. The shirt still felt too tight.

While the furo drained, she started running the faucet in the sink. Placing her hands in the flow of water, James splashed some hot water in her face. The hope in her heart was that it would help shock her out of the weakness. Looking in the mirror brought a gasp though. The red hair was turning back to blond. Facial features subtly changed. And she could see the breasts shrink, then vanish. Looking down, James noted his manhood was back too. But how? And would he lose it again?

Without knowing what had triggered the change to begin with, there was no use worrying about it. After all he reasoned, it may never happen again. Part of James cautioned that it could happen, and he should figure out why it had happened. That part was largely ignored though. Instead he exited the bathroom and went to greet his mother. He met her in the living room. As he hugged Sarah Fillmore a baseball struck the window. At that moment the sprinklers in the lawn also turned on, and James got caught in the spray. With the impact of the water, He once more became a She. This caused her mother to recoil in shock.

"J-james?!" his mother said hesitantly just before faint

XxXxX​

The next three weeks were a living hell for James. He had discovered to great relief that hot water could restore his natural gender. And to even greater disgust that he somehow attracted cold water with disturbing frequency. Disturbing because cold water made him a girl every single time. Sometimes he got hit with cold water in ways that James found extremely unlikely. What made it worse was the new additions to his closet and dresser. Much to his embarrassment, his mom had insisted on buying several dresses and a full assortment of feminine undergarments. Not to mention teaching him how to apply make-up. Now that had been torture in James's opinion.

James opened his eyes and yawned. It was morning, And the blanket felt wet. Groaning, the youth looked. Yup, female again. She decided to take a bath. That would fix things. She gathered a clean outfit and headed for the bathroom. Only to find that the hot water heater was broken. Again. That had been happening at least once a week. Yet each time a repairman had come out they could find nothing wrong.

Shrugging, she sighed and started to wash up in the sink instead. Only to scream. This brought her mother running. Sarah burst into the bathroom, eyes wide with worry. Only to end up smiling at what she saw. James was huddled in a corner, staring at a growing pool of blood. It was seeping out of the youth's crotch, and clearly scared the neo-girl. What followed over the next hour tried Sarah's patience. It also horrified James. After all, it all boiled down to 'now you can become pregnant'. An idea that flat out refused to sit well. Then she was told something even worse. Far worse then the idea of becoming pregnant. Worse then being a girl. Worse then learning how to use makeup, or wearing dresses.

"You mean this happens EVERY MONTH?!" She exclaimed before fainting.

"Now honey, it's not the end of the world" her mother said.

To James however, it may as well have been. This was a blow to the ego. To her manhood. It wasn't enough that it kept being stolen from her by cold water. But now this, it was too much. She stared glumly at her mother. Thankfully no one had yet seen her like this. But now, now it was inevitable. After all, James was suppose to be going out with some friends tonight. But nooo, this stupid crap had to be happening. Feeling depressed, she finally made her way to the kitchen. After filling mug with water, she put it in the microwave for a minute. When it was done the youth dumped the water on her head. The now too familiar change in gender occurred. And then pain. Massive amounts of pain in her abdomen. Pain that hadn't been there a moment ago. Not while... while... Oh gods no... he thought. James staggered over to the sink and quickly ran his head under the cold water. The pain subsided, but not her shuddering.

Which brought to mind something James had been trying not to think about for some time now. She couldn't go by her name like this. But what else to go by? Unsteadily she turned to the woman now entering the kitchen. It had to be something simple to remember, but close enough to her name to not raise eyebrows if a mistake was made.

"Mom... Please call me Jane when I'm like this."

"Why is that dear?" Her mother asked.

"Simple really... I don't want people to know. Please, tell people I'm a cousin." 'Jane' said to her mom. "Uhm... er... How long does this bleeding thing last?"

"It's called a period. And it could be anywhere from two to eight days."

"Oh man... that sucks. I'm stuck like this for that long..." Jane grumbled. "I'm going to the arcade."

"That's fine dear. I'll have a bento ready for you in a few minutes."

When it was ready Jane grabbed the bento box and hurried out the door. She was still feeling absolutely horrible. The dress she wore only made it worse. The purse her mother had insisted carrying too contributed to the foul mood. Grumbling the entire time, Jane made her way to the crown arcade. It had already been planned. She was suppose to meet someone from her new school.

I wonder what Usagi is like? She thought to herself. Her mother had been friends with the Tsukino family for years. Although James had never really met them. The hair style worn by Usagi though was impossible to miss. Blonds were few and far between. Blonds with that unique 'hair style were limited to just one so far as Jane knew.. At least in this part of the world they were. She had no idea about other lands.

What Usagi was doing soon came to light. Jane found the girl at the arcade playing that Sailor V game. A waste of time in Jane's opinion. But others didn't seem to agree. That much was obvious from the amount of business the arcade did. What was up with that game? Jane walked over and watched the other girl play for a few minutes. The game didn't look that hard.

Jane put in some money and gave the game a shot after Usagi had ran out. And quickly discovered an undeniable fact. This simplistic game was hard. Not just hard, but nearly impossible. Inexplicably she found herself losing lives faster then Jane would have believed possible. What the? She thought to herself. It didn't look this hard. It's almost like... Naw, that can't be.
"Ah... You wouldn't be Usagi, would you?" She asked the blond.

Startled, the blond looked up. "Huh? I'm Usagi. Who are you? Do you want to be friends?"

Jane almost staggered. This girl practically oozed friendliness. It would have been sickening, if it wasn't so cute. She'd come wanting to instantly hate Usagi. That would have been an excuse to leave. Instead Jane found that impossible. How could you seriously hate someone that bubbly? You couldn't and still like your self. Not that Jane was a fan of herself any more.

"I guess, I'm..." She paused for a moment. "Jane. Jane Fillmore. Would you like some ice cream? My treat."

 

[FaerieKnight79]

Unseen by all, there was an uninvited guest in the Fillmore residence. This house guest stood six inches tall and had light blue skin. Her hair was the color of freshly fallen snow. Her name was Bláthaigh, and she was a pixie. The miniature woman sighed as she gazed down upon the sleeping youth. If only it didn't have to be this way. If only She hadn't returned when she did. But no matter. The queen is too old now. The princess will have to do.

It had taken a long time to find the magic which would allow this boy to become the woman that was needed. For the last two months Bláthaigh had done everything in her power to acclimate her charge with the change. She knew the young man hated the gift. He changed back to a boy whenever he could. It was almost a full time job to find new and creative ways to force the change. That aspect of her duties Bláthaigh actually enjoyed though. A little fun before the terror began anew was a good thing.

She remembered The War. Remembered the horrors it had brought. While she herself had not fought, good friends had. It had been a long one. Long and bloody. A time of death and fear. And in the end, they had won. But the cost had been high. To protect the last best hope of ending The War her queen had given her own life. And with that sacrifice, so too did the Queen's Knights fall. Since then Bláthaigh had seen empires rise and fall. Even the greatest one had fallen to treachery. And that to the pixie's way of thinking was a shame. She had enjoyed visiting the palace on the moon. She herself had recommended two friends to the moon queen as advisers. Sadly she recalled the day two brave pooka had given up most of their nature in service of a new Queen. I wonder what ever happened to Luna? Did she survive the fall?

Shaking her head, Bláthaigh brought herself back to the present. It was time to be sure. If he was indeed the right one, the forearm would hold the proof. Hovering just above him, she carefully turned the boy's right arm. There, she could see it. The birthmark to humans appeared to be nothing but a dark patch of skin. But to her eyes she could see the royal mark in all it's glory. And soon others would too. The pixie reached into a pouch and withdrew what appeared to be a simple ring. It was made from silver, and to the naked eye looked quite plain. She gazed upon it for several minutes. Her queen had entrusted it to Bláthaigh two years ago. Now was the time for it to be passed on to the next in line, and it didn't matter if he liked it or not. Hovering over the youth's face, she slapped him. Hard.

"Wake up James Fillmore. It is time to accept your birthright."

The aforementioned James groaned and swatted at the air. He woke up the rest of the way when a block of ice landed on his stomach. Cracking open his eyes, he saw an impossibility. There hovering above him was a small blue woman. It of course had to be a dream. After all, he didn't do drugs or drink. It couldn't be a drug induced hallucination. After blinking several times and rubbing his eyes though, it was still there.

"Accept your birthright," The blue woman said again.

This time James managed to say something intelligible. "Who are you?"

"I am Bláthaigh, and I am sent to prepare you. Accept this ring, and the responsibility it represents."

James eyed the apparition warily. He still didn't believe this was real. But what if it was? He had been called many things over the years. Barbarian, uncultured, even his language skills had been insulted. Merchants would sometimes refuse to sell to him on the grounds of 'not speaking Japanese'. A joke if ever he heard one. After all, it was the only language James knew. But never had he been called stupid. At least, not by the same person twice.

"You speak of destiny and responsibility. What do you mean?" He asked after some deliberation.

"You are the grand child of my Queen reborn. Heir to her kingdom. Like the Queen before, you must take up arms. A darkness rises once more. You are needed to defend humanity, as was done in The War." Bláthaigh told him.
James narrowed his eyes hearing this. He was related to no queen. Nor knew of what kingdom was being talked about. There was something being unsaid. What that something was, he didn't know. James took the ring, but didn't put it on. Not without knowing the conditions attached. From the sounds of it people would be in harms way. And that wasn't something James could stomach. Bullies made him sick. Picking on the weak, that was something only scum did.

"What is the catch?" He asked. Regardless of the catch, James suspected he wouldn't walk away.

"There is no catch, my Princess." Bláthaigh said with a strait face.

Well, almost strait. James caught the hint of a smirk. Equally he caught the term used to address him. Princess, that told him quite a lot. And it wasn't something he liked. James hated being a girl. That thought brought on another realization. This thing is why I turn into a girl! I'm sure of it. With a low growl he rolled out of bed. Coming to his feet, James swung a right cross at the pixie.

"You." A vicious left hook, easily avoided. "Had." A strait punch, ducked under by the pixie. "No." A left cross as a feint. "RIGHT!" A right uppercut. This time James managed to finally land a blow. It had felt satisfying. Bláthaigh flew up and hit the ceiling. The impact stunned the frost pixie. As she fell James snatched her out of the air. He wanted to wring the neck of this being. That final punch had proven that this was real. That she was real.

James wasn't sure what stopped him. Maybe it was his sense of honor. Maybe it was the fear that only this pixie could remove the curse. Maybe it was the look of contrition on Bláthaigh's face. What ever it was, he couldn't do it. James was shaking as he let go of the fae. He'd almost allowed himself to become that which he hated the most. The woman before him was now badly hurt, and it was his fault.

"Forgive me, I was out of line." James said with a bow. "If I am needed to protect others, I will do it. No matter the cost, I James Fillmore, son of Andrew Fillmore will accept this duty."

With a great reverence the young man slid the ring onto his left index finger. Why that one he didn't know. It felt right however. The moment the metal band was in place a phrase came to mind. It was very insistent. He frowned, and thought on it. This phrase was ridiculous. There was no way it could actually do anything. And yet, he found himself speaking the phrase. At first it was half halfheartedly. Then finally with true conviction.

"Rose Nature ASCENTION"

The first thing James noticed was a cool mist. His body rapidly shifted into the hated form of a girl. She felt a cool breeze after that. Her body spun around slowly. Shafts of green light flowed out from a point on her stomach. They wrapped around her, solidifying into new cloths. Landing, Jane found herself standing on one foot. The other foot was just barely resting it's toes on the ground. Her arms were spread out to her side, elbows bent and with her fingers forming a pair of V's before her face. In all, it felt stupid. She glanced in the mirror, and gasped.

Her hair was done up in the cutest pigtails with vivid pink satin ties. The pajama bottoms she had on were replaced by a red blouse. It was skin tight, but not revealing. The neckline was a plunging V, and the collar/cuffs made her look vaguely like a rose. She had on a mini-skirt that was forest green. She had on knee high deep green boots with stiletto heels, and light green fishnet stockings. On her back were silver objects that looked a bit like butterfly wings. They also seemed to be a natural part of the outfit. On her forehead was a tiara made of silver. In it's center was a ruby which at first glance appeared flawless.

I can't be seen dressed like this! She thought. Even as the horror settled in Bláthaigh spoke up. "Hurry Knight Rose, lives are in danger!"

And in truth, the youth could feel a sense of foreboding. Moving to the window, she opened it and jumped out. And what a jump it was! Easily Rose reached the roof of the nearest building. Jumping from roof to roof, she homed in on the feeling. Only to scowl. Several children were tormenting a black cat. A blond girl stopped and moved to interrupt the children. But to Rose's eyes the kids were more then they seemed. The red stocking caps they wore glistened in the morning light. And then Rose saw them pulling out serrated knives, each easily a foot long. In the back of Rose's mind a name was whispered: Red Cap.

"Foul creatures of the dark, you are upsetting the balance of nature. Children and animals are to be enjoyed, not tortured and killed. I am Knight Rose, and in the name of the queen I shall punish you."

Where did that come from? Rose thought as she landed. Wait, I know that girl. It's Usagi! I can't let them kill her! Rose sprang forward as the three red caps turned. One of the evil creatures drove it's wicked blade towards her chest. Weaving to the right, Rose narrowly avoided the attack. Her hands were clenched in fists. A furious six punch combo was launched at the red cap which had just tried to spear her. The child-like monster reeled under the force of each blow.

A second red cap decided to ignore Rose. Instead it advanced on Usagi. He walked slowly, deliberately. As if nothing could stop it. Rose saw what was happening, but knew she couldn't react in time. Her friend was going to die, and there was nothing she could do about it. NO! Rose thought franticly. There had to be something! She jumped at her current opponent. Grabbing his shoulders, she flipped. Coming down, she threw the red cap forward.

"Blood to dip, blood to drink. My cap it thirsts for yours I think." The horrid man-thing said in a sing song voice.

Then, just as the blade was about to pierce Usagi's stomach she stumbled. Falling on her butt, Usagi watched as the dagger just barely missed her ear. Her eyes were wide as saucers as the thrown red cap hit her attacker. The two unseelie faerie folk landed in a heap. Their bloody hats had become dislodged. This seemed to weaken them. The third had fled, unnoticed by any of the other combatants. Even weakened, the two remaining red caps were standing.

Panicking, Rose tried to think of something. Her punches did barely anything to them. What else was there? From deep within Rose could feel a wellspring of power. Reaching for it, she let it flow through her. As it came rose petals began to swirl around Rose. Soon there was a cyclone of them surrounding the neophyte warrior.

"Regretful... Rose... STORM!"

The petals flew forth. As the hundreds of projectiles struck the two red caps tiny cuts appeared. More and more formed. Soon the two creatures were covered with lacerations. As more and more rose petals struck, they started to fall over. Soon the two red caps stopped moving. Moments after that the enemies of nature began to rapidly decompose. Within ten seconds all that was left were two piles of black and yellow goo. Even the bloody hats were gone.

Usagi had watched everything that had happened. It had occurred so fast, the fact she was in danger had only just started to sink in. Who the mysterious rescuer was didn't matter. Once the evil children were gone, all Usagi could think about was the poor cat they had been tormenting. That the children were dead hadn't sank in yet. Just that they were gone. Moving forward, she found the feline huddled in the alley. On it's forehead was two band-aids. Naturally, she assumed the cat was hurt. But since it was trying to remove them, she decided to help...​

 

[FaerieKnight79]

Chapter Three
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Rose turned and jumped back onto the roof she'd come from. After several blocks she collapsed in shock. The youthful warrior had just killed. And that fact turned her stomach. It was an act you could never take back. Those children had been trying to kill her and Usagi, but her own actions disturbed Rose. She was still rocking back and forth when a light hand was placed on her shoulder.​

"You did good," Bláthaigh said quietly. "I know what it is like. But you are needed. Put this on after you change back.."

Bláthaigh put a school uniform on Rose's lap. As she did so the pixie couldn't help but giggle. After all, it was a girl's uniform for Crossroads junior high. She was curious about something though. The question could wait for now. After all, she couldn't sense anything bad in the area anymore. So it was time to have some fun. As Bláthaigh faded from sight the Rose Knight was still rocking back and forth. It was several minutes before Rose could think again. She'd said she could accept any price to protect others. But this wasn't what she had expected. By that time Rose also realized how late in the morning it was.

But how to remove the outfit currently worn? Nervously she twisted the ring on her finger. To the surprise of the young woman, a deep green light surrounded her. Within moments she fell to the roof once more. This time back in the pajamas Jane had been wearing earlier. Unfortunately, that meant just a pair of boxers. I hope no one sees me. As she looked through the piles of cloths Jane scowled. Her scowl deepened as the implications of the uniform and undergarments sank in. If this was a joke, Jane didn't find it funny. Still, she had to get dressed. School had already started, so it was this or nothing

Heading back to the house would take too long, as such the repulsive garments were slowly donned. The fact her book bag was in the pile amazed Jane to no end. As the shoes were finally pulled on Jane started looking for a way off the roof. An hour later a gaijin female with bright red hair approached Crossroads Junior High. The young girl didn't look happy about it either.

Her school uniform had a couple minor tears in the skirt, and the jacket had a torn sleeve. She pulled a piece of paper out of a breast pocket and read it. With a sigh she looked for her adviser's office. The name on the door told Jane nothing about the person inside the office. All it gave her was the name. She pushed open the door and walked in. Her eyes scanned the room out of habit. There were few pictures on the walls. One of the ones Jane could see was a black and white photo of a woman. The chair behind a desk slowly turned, revealing a green haired woman.

After being handed her schedule Jane frowned. "There must be some mistake here. It says I have home economics on Mondays and Wednesdays, and Fridays, I can't take that class. It is girls only."

"There's no mistake," Meioh said with a knowing smile. "Your mother explained to me the situation, and arranged your class schedule Fillmore-san.. On Mondays and Wednesdays, and Fridays you will be expected to come to school as you are. The rest of the time your 'cousin' is expected to attend school. This is for you."

Meioh handed Jane a yellow envelope. Inside it was two sets of student ID cards. One for Jane Fillmore, and one for James Fillmore. There was also a set of papers which surprised Jane. A birth certificate for 'Jane', as well as a full set of papers proving her identity. She eyed them in confusion.

"W-whatt is this for?" Jane asked.

Meioh smiled cryptically and said "It is your school identification. I expect you to give your cousin his student ID tonight."

XxXxX​

The day had been tolerable at best so far. But just barely. Twelve times boys had approached Jane to ask her out. It was... mortifying to say the least. Between that and the usual scorn from teachers she was not having a good day. And now here Jane was, staring at the door to her last class. Dreading what was to come, the youth slowly entered the class room. Her eyes took in the scene before her. Stoves, ovens, and other kitchen implements. This is going to suck, Jane thought to herself. Rumor was that the old home economics teacher had quit. From the rumors of monster sightings, Jane could believe it. The current teacher was one Takimura Amaya. She could tell at a glance this was going to be hell. Takimura was wearing a kimono. According to the rumor mill, that was the only thing she ever wore. The glare Takimura gave Jane sent a chill down the girl's spine.

Once everyone was at their assigned station the teacher smiled. To Jane, the smile didn't seem very friendly. "All right class, today we are making a traditional breakfast. Who can tell me what that consists of?"

While most of the class raised their hands, it was Jane that was called upon. "Now isn't this cute. The gaijin thinks she knows something. How amusing, but go ahead. Show us how little a gaijin knows about true cooking." She said with a scornful laugh.

Okay, I know this. Sure mom prefers making eggs or pancakes. Dad did so love Japan though. Been a while, let's see... Jane thought to herself. "Well, steamed rice and miso soup to start with. After that it varies. The real question is how many side dishes are we talking about? I've seen broiled or grilled fish, netto, tamagoyaki, onsen tamago, tsukemono pickles, and seasoned nori, My father preferred keeping breakfast simple with just tamagoyaki and netto served as side dishes. Others I've met like to serve bigger meals by adding two or three more side dishes."

If there's one thing I despise, it's upity gaijin who pretend to understand true culture. Takimura thought to herself. Aloud she responded "Then I'm sure you think you could demonstrate the proper way to prepare a miso soup. But then, I rather doubt an uncultured gaijin can handle that. Prove me wrong, if you can. I want everyone to do their best with this. Today we are making miso soup, grilled shiozake , natto, and tamagoyaki."

"WAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Jane pinched the bridge of her nose when her friend began to cry. This was going to be a long class. Since Usagi didn't have any books with her, Jane guessed what the crying was about. The other girl didn't have a cook book. This was shortly confirmed by Usagi. And of course it didn't occur to the ditz to walk over to the shelves and grab one. With a sigh Jane fetched two books from the same place as everyone else. Jane tried to ignore Usagi's antics. Humorous they might be, but she thought it better to focus on the task at hand. Especially since Jane herself was having a hard time. The eggs for her tamagoyaki were breaking apart, The natto beans somehow had caught fire. And Jane had no idea why the fish was burning. The soup at least tasted all right when Jane sampled it. At least she wasn't the only one having trouble. Takimura was making her rounds. At each student she sampled what they had so far. For those having trouble she would pause to watch what they did, and give tips on how to improve. Then she came to Jane and Usagi. While she merely sighed at Usagi's usual state of 'kitchen disaster', her scorn at Jane's attempts was quite obvious. After tasting Jane's attempt at miso, the teacher blinked in surprise.

"As I thought," Takimura said with a scowl. "Gaijin can't handle real cooking."

"I am tired of this, Sensei." Jane said with a hint of ire. "While it is true my aunt is a gaijin, as were my parents. I am not. I can not help who my family is. But there is no dishonor in my birth." Jane quickly covered a skillet to put out the fire. "I admit to not knowing what I am doing. I have never cooked before. Yet instead of teaching, you insist on insulting my honor on a mistaken assumption. Instruct me please, what am I doing wrong? Why does the tamagoyaki not stay together? Why is the shiozake burning and natto on fire, again? Please, teach me so I do not make these mistakes in the future."

Takimura's jaw dropped as Jane spoke. How dare this barbarian talk back to me! She thought . No mere gaijin could possibly have honor. Her inner rant however was interrupted by Usagi. The blond was pouring a cup of cooking oil into her latest attempt at miso soup. Something even Jane had known not to do. In fact, Takimura had not seen anyone who was that bad at cooking in two years. Not since transferring away from Furinkan .

"I'll deal with you later," the teacher said before running to get a fire extinguisher.

"Uh, Usagi... I don't think you should do that."

"Wha? Why?" The mentioned girl asked as she grated what she thought was swiss cheese into the tamagoyaki mixture..

"Because I'm sure paraffin is not part of the recipe." Jane said while shaking her head,. "Where did you even get it?

"But I like cheese in my eggs!" Usagi shouted.

At that moment the miso soup Usagi was working on burst into flames while her pot of Natto beans erupted into a fountain of beans and broth. Giggling could be heard from the front of the class as well. Usagi panicked and threw a cup of what she thought was water into the sauce pan. This caused the flames to shoot higher. The entire class watched in horror as the grease fire spread to Usagi's eggs. The room began to fill with smoke as the flames grew higher. It was too late to contain the disaster. Everyone had started to run towards the door. Takimura triggered the fire alarm as she directed the evacuation. Soon the entire student body was milling about outside. As Jane tried to reassure her friend the neo-girl looked around. It was definitely not the best day she'd ever had. Finally everyone was dismissed.

"How about I walk you home?" Jane asked her friend.

The trip it's self was mostly uneventful. That at least was a good thing. The most alarming thing to happen was a black cat pouncing Usagi. The two girls noted the odd crescent moon bald spot on it. This though wasn't what peaked Jane's curiosity. Rather, it was the fact the cat seemed to glow. The feline was purring happily in Usagi's arms though so she didn't mention the fact. No one else had noticed either.

"I'm gonna keep him!" Usagi proclaimed.

"But Usa-chan, that's a girl."

"Then I'll keep her. I'm gonna name her Fluffy!"

Hearing that, the cat glared at Usagi and muttered "Of all the indignities."

Did that cat just talk?! Jane thought. The thought it's self was alarming. Only the fact that Jane believed the day had to be a dream kept her from panicking. It helped to an extent that Usagi either didn't hear the cat, or didn't care. Of course it was usually hard to get Usagi to care about anything other then food, sleep, and boys. It was at the same time something Jane found annoying, and one of Usagi's best traits.

"Usa-chan, why is the cat glowing?" Jane asked once they were secured in her friend's room.

"But Fluffy isn't glowing," Usagi said in all seriousness.

The cat once more glared at Usagi, then said "My name is Luna, not fluffy." Luna looked at the red head with exasperation. "I'll speak with you in a moment. But first I need to discuss important things with Usagi.."

The bedroom window opened on it's own. Then a female voice said "Hi Luna! Long time no see!"

XxXxX​

In a place that shouldn't exist there stood a gate. It was surrounded by an endless mist, with no apparent surface to walk on. Other then the gate there was little to see. There was a light green couch, and an old wood stove. A woman with green hair was sitting on the couch at the moment, staring at the gateway. The woman had long ago forgotten her original name.

These days she went by Meioh Setsuna though. It was a name she had used for a very long time. But reflections on who she was didn't occupy her time usually. That honor normally was given to ensuring the future of Crystal Tokyo. And that was why Setsuna was sitting here eating fudge ripple ice cream. Crystal Tokyo was gone, and once again the guardian of time was trying to figure out why. The few answers she'd found just raised more questions.

Setsuna watched again as a green clad girl with red hair defended a blond from knife wielding children. That wasn't suppose to be how it happened. Why does this girl seem so familiar? And how is it she is so important? It worried Setsuna that she couldn't see future events related to the young Fillmore. Nor could she view any events in the youth's life prior to three months ago. Something was coming that the guardian of time had received no warning about. And what ever it was, it made Crystal Tokyo impossible.

Nothing was quite as it should be in the time stream. The fire at the school shouldn't have happened. Curious as to the cause, Setsuna decided to try watching as events played out. What she saw brought a chuckle. So it was the fault of the little one. Oh dear, a snow storm? I wonder why a wee one is in Japan? They usually stay in their own realm. A mighty yawn warned Setsuna just how tired she was. It was far too easy to lose track of time at the gates. Setsuna almost teleported back to her apartment. Then changed her mind. After all, it wouldn't be the first time she'd slept at the gates. Nor was it likely to be the last time. After transforming back into her 'civilian' form the guardian of time laid down on her couch. Almost before her head touched the cushions she was asleep.

 

[FaerieKnight79]

Author Note: Reading this chapter again as I edit it, I'm reminded by just how emotional it was to write. For the most part I tend to keep my stories upbeat and positive. But this chapter deals with the backstory for That Old Time Magic. Almost all Magical Girl lore has a great conflict which affects the protagonists somehow. Sailor Moon has it's Fall of the Silver Millennium. MGLN has it's ancient war in the far distant past who's relic's keep cropping up to cause problems. And That Old Time Magic has The Faerie War, a conflict for the very existence of humanity. Anyway, on to the story.


"For your transgression I will never forgive you!"

The words of condemnation came from a regal looking woman wearing a gown of freshly spun spider silk and oak leaves. They were words that would haunt the dreams of the green haired child for a long time. Even after the memory of their cause was gone, the words would still evoked horror and grief. And yet, the child being rebuked did not really understand why she was in trouble. What had happened wasn't her fault, was it? No, it couldn't have been her fault. How was she suppose to know what would happen? The fawn had promised her the valley would be filled with fun after all, but only if she took her friend along.

The regal woman looked down upon the young human child. It had been her that had found the baby abandoned in her wood. This child wasn't the first to have been found that way. And probably wouldn't be the last. She was the first however to be adopted by the dryads. The child's lush green hair was proof of that adoption. No mortal could be adopted by the Fair Folk and be unchanged after all.

"I trusted you with my daughter, and you repaid that trust with betrayal. From Puck I would have expected this, but not from you. For the murder of your Princess I banish you to the Mists of Forever. There you will stay until the fates themselves decide otherwise."

The child shook in fear upon hearing her sentence. Such a punishment was in truth a powerful curse. The green haired child had heard stories of how her Queen's lover had been cursed once. Everyone knew that angering her was really bad. Especially in the spring. When the Queen's gown turned from brown to green, her mood swings were legendary already. Her capaciousness new no bounds in the spring time. Those who drew her ire then found it nearly impossible to sooth her anger. Mostly because the Queen was likely to forget the cause, as well as what she had done in anger.

Only two things ever could keep the Queen's focus for more then five minutes in the spring. Her daughter, and her lover. And the one called Honest Tom was unlikely to aid the girl. After all, it was his child that had been torn apart. Tom him self was the one ordered to take the girl to the Mists..


The location of the Gate of Mist was known only by the route. To reach the Gate, one had to first pass through the Hall of Seasons. The exact location of the Hall was unknown as well. The path to it was easy enough to follow. But the path lead through many Mounds. And when traveling through the Realm, distance and direction meant little. The landmarks used were always shifting their positions. But if one followed the landmarks you would always find your way. All of this was lost on the child, although Tom told her the history anyway. Over the years he had become a sort of historian of the Realm. Although he didn't look it, the girl had heard he was more then a hundred summers old. Yet he looked as young as the Queen.

When they finally reached the Hall of Seasons, the child was tired. Tom had been carrying her for an hour by that point. At each of the paintings in the Hall he stopped and told her a story. "This painting is known as 'Summer of Youth'. Legend says that whoever steps into the painting is trapped in an eternal summer. Jilted lovers once would come here to find love. For it is said that the man in the picture will love unconditionally any who are trapped with them. And here is 'winter of years'. It is said any who enter this one lose their youth, trapped in the cold embrace of old age. But don't worry Sunlight, that is not your destination."

Tom looked down at the child in his arms. The trip had taken months. And in that time his anger had cooled. Tom realized that the young Sunlight had been deceived by the greatest trickster in the Court. In either court. But even the trickster Pan wasn't truly to blame, and he knew it. The blame for his daughter's death lay solely at the feet of the King. That day had ended the truce. And Tom feared what it would mean for mankind.

"What is the mist like?" Sunlight asked, the fear in her voice quite evident.

"I do not know, child. None have returned. Weather that is because no one had made it this far, or because of the Mists themselves I can not say."

"How long will I be here?" She asked before passing through the gateway.

"A year, a day, no man may say." Tom replied, falling back into the rhyming speech pattern for which he was famous for. "When life once lost returns again, perchance the fates a hand may lend."

With that the child called Sunlight stepped through the gate. She heard them slam shut, and spun around. Already she missed her mother. The dull ache of loneliness was starting to set in. There was no one else as far as she could see. Just a giant stone archway with an intricately carved double door. Beyond that there was endless mist. Nor was there anything to eat as far as the eye could see. Strangely enough, Sunlight found that she wasn't growing hungry.

The hours stretched into days without notice. Then months. Soon Sunlight had stopped caring about how much time had passed. When tired, she slept. Other then that she explored her new home. There seemed no end to it, although always Sunlight would find her way back to the gate. As if all directions lead to it eventually. When exploration grew boring, she let the isolation drive her insane. That too in time lost it's fun. The child no longer cared how long she'd been in the Mists. As far as she knew, she'd always been there. But in her dreams she still heard a woman's proclamation of eternal guilt.

It was a 'day' much like any other in her home. The green haired girl had spent some time chasing eddies in the mist. Then the Gate drew her attention. It was doing something new. In all the time she'd played in the mists, the gate had never opened. Curiosity overcame the girl, and she ran through the doors the second the opening was wide enough. Something new was always welcome to her.

On the other side there stood a hallway. It wasn't really a long hallway. And it's barren walls were not very interesting. Although to the child they were fascinating. Of equal interest were the five women the child had barreled through. The child wanted to say something to them. Long ago however she had forgotten how to speak. It was a skill she'd not had a chance to practice for some time. She watched as the five entered her home. To the girl's amazement the doors stayed open for them. She followed the women into the mists once more, eager to show them around.

XxXxX​

Queen Serenity blinked in surprise when a green haired child emerged from the gateway. An explorer had found an ancient building on the ninth planet. Since ancient and powerful magics had been contained within the hall, she and her guards had come to investigate personally. Already two of the initial team had been lost to paintings that the hall once had contained. Those were now contained within powerful wards and being taken for study. It was Serenity's hope that her people could be rescued still.

"Where did she come from?" Rei asked in surprise.

"Is she dangerous?" Asked Minako in concern.

"According to the Mercury Computer, she is human with faint traces of an unknown magic. The signature is similar to Queen Serenity's advisers, but different enough to still be of unknown origin." Ami told her friends and allies.

"For the moment, I am more concerned with this gate, and what is beyond it. Jupiter, I want you to wait out here and make sure the gate doesn't close until we are back." Serenity said.

To everyone's surprise the child ran back through the gate with them. She grabbed Sailor Mars by the hand and was happily dragging the warrior around. Sailor Mercury scanned the mists, then turned her attention to the gateway it's self. Sailor Venus kept her post guarding their queen in case of attack.She and Serenity watched as the girl managed to get Rei to relax and have fun for a change. When Ami had finished her investigation she smiled.

"This place is incredible. The gate alone holds powerful chronological potential. And this mist seems to provide a constant source of nourishment. This entire chamber it's self rests out side of time according to my readings. No offense Highness, but that girl could be older then you. I have no way of telling how long she has been here. I would however recommend we take her with us."

Serenity thought about that and nodded. "I agree, the thought of that child being trapped here pains me. If we're done... Mars, bring the girl with you. We're leaving. Mercury, I want you to set up a research station here. Have the work crew build the hall into the palace."

XxXxX​

Setsuna awoke with a start. Over the years she had awoken from many nightmares about the Fall. But it had been a long time since she'd dreamed of the Alone Time. It had taken almost a decade before Serenity had been able to get Setsuna to leave Pluto. Even after her adopted parents had given Setsuna a home and name, she'd felt tied to the gate. It had felt natural to take on the role of the gateway's guardian. A duty which at times weighed heavy on Setsuna's heart. She had done many terrible things in the name of Crystal Tokyo. Things which she wasn't proud of, but had been required. But now a new regret welled within her heart. The face of a friend lost so long ago even she had nearly forgotten brought tears to her eyes.

"I'm sorry Jane," The guardian of time whispered. "I'm so very sorry. I didn't know. Please forgive me."

With a new purpose Setsuna began scanning the time gate again. This time she looked back further then she'd ever dared. She had to know what had happened in her youth. She had to know, because if her childhood friend was reborn then maybe the fates had finally given her a second chance. And if there was one thing the guardian of time knew, it was that the future was usually affected by the past.

"Maybe this time I can do better."

XxXxX​

The death of Mab's daughter began something which no one had expected. Until that moment, there had been an uneasy truce between the two Courts. This truce had protected mortals for the most part. After all, even Oberon hadn't wanted an all out war with his wife. That would have disrupted the careful balance of nature. Something the king of Faerie knew would be a really bad thing. But over the centuries he had grown tired. Tired of always being held back. Tired of the way humanity was overrunning the wild places. Tired of the way his wife favored humans more then him.

And so it was that he set a trap for the half blood daughter of his wife. And a glorious day it had been. The screams of the red headed child had been music to his ears. He'd even been magnanimous enough to allow the green haired foundling whelp to live. The fear in that one's eyes had delighted him. And of course it left someone to inform his wife of what had occurred. What he hadn't counted on was that Mab would lose her delightful innocence. After all, who could have foreseen that? And with that loss of innocence Oberon had felt the restrictions fall away.

"No more will we hide from humans! No more will we skulk under bridges and within abandoned towers! No more will we be limited to toying with the guilty! As of today man will once more fear you! They will once more whisper my name in terror!"

With those words Oberon had unleashed the unseelie court upon the world. All the limits and restrictions upon his people were gone. And with a cruel smile King Oberon eagerly anticipated the slaughter that was to come. Soon humans would be paying him tribute once more. And nothing would stop him.

A week later a blacksmith named Wayland Smith approached a throne made of living wood. His form shimmered and flowed into a new shape. Soon a fawn named Puck was kneeling before his queen. She'd been unnaturally serious ever since his last prank. One which Puck had regretted the moment he realized what he'd done. It was his fault all this had happened, and Puck knew it.

"The king has declared a wyld hunt on all of man. His subjects have already slaughtered three villages."

The queen's eyes showed great sorrow for what had happened. But neither could she regain that which she'd lost a month ago. A part of her had died the day her daughter had been murdered. "No more. No more will I sit by and let innocents be harmed. From this day forth the Seelie Court is at war. Bring me the four changelings. I would have word with them."

XxXxX​

It had been almost two months since his first day at the new school. Thankfully he had not been forced to transform too often so far. Small miracles did happen it seemed. Reports of monster attacks filled the news however. And almost every time he'd had to wear that horrid green outfit it had been about the same time as a monster attack. Fortunately he'd not been alone in fighting the creatures he faced. Usagi had helped him at first. Others had joined her soon after.

While James didn't know who the other four girls were, he was glad for the help. They were almost useless against the trolls and other creatures he faced. However it balanced out. The few times he had aided them against yoma, James had found himself to be little more then a distraction. More and more he'd felt the need to know just what he was fighting, and why. Sure he protected people, but what was he protecting them from? So tonight he'd cornered Bláthaigh.

"Listen, I have been doing ok enough, but I need to know some things. Just what are the creatures I've been fighting? Why are they attacking? And most especially, why me? Why was I the best choice?"

Bláthaigh looked at James, and sighed. The fae had restrained from much of her pranks since the fire. Mostly because of the chewing out James had given.

"First, why did you pick 'jane' for your female name?"

"I... I'm not sure. I wanted something close to my name, and Jane felt right."

Bláthaigh nodded at that. "Then you were picked because it had to be you." She then began to tell James about the last days of her queen.

XxXxX​

Four young girls, teenagers all, approached their queen. They had lived among Faerie all their lives. Payment for transgressions made by their parents. Being the butt of any prank was all they knew. And for the most part the life of the four girls had been enjoyable. Dances which seemed to go on forever, and it was always fun to laugh at the antics of their hosts. So when their Queen summoned, the four thought today would be no different.

"I called you here to give a choice. For sixteen summers you four have lived for the amusement of my people. You were taken as babes when families refused to pay tribute. Today I set you free. If you desire, you may set out and find a new life. But know that I am going to war. And this war is for the fate of man. It is only right for the daughters of man to fight by my side, if you so chose. I will not force this upon you. If you accept duty, it must be of your free will."

The four girls smiled. And in their eyes Queen Mab could see that they had already decided. It was with a heavy heart she arose from her throne. She approached the first girl, a blue haired youth. Mab reached forth, and drew a staff from the girl's chest. This she offered to the girl. "Tameria, you have lived with the pixies and sprites. They have taught you to revere nature and the joy it can bring. Take this weapon, and receive my blessing. Rise Knight Magnolia, and aid me in safeguarding nature's balance.."

Next the queen approached a wide eyed girl with raven black hair. Reaching into the girl's chest, Mab withdrew a pair of blue and green daggers. "Garnet, you have lived in the glen of twilight. There you have played with the dream faeries and witnessed the wonder of the night. Take these blades, and receive my blessing. Rise Knight Carnation, and aid me in defending the dreams of Man."

The third girl in the line was a blond. From within her the queen withdrew a staff topped with a razor sharp four leaf clover. "Seleena, you have lived a charmed life. Where many find misfortune you find joy and happiness. Take this staff and receive my blessing. Rise Knight Shellflower, and may your fortune aid man in this hour of darkness."

The final girl shivered as a chain was pulled from her chest. "Meleena, you have lived among the nymphs and fawns. They have taught you about passion and the sacrifice it can demand. Take this chain, and receive my blessing. Rise Knight Clover, may your lust for life guard man from doom."

Mab smiled at her newly christened knights. Dark times were ahead, but with friends maybe they wouldn't be so bad. She felt tired after binding the fates of the four to her own. But it was the only way to grant them the magic they would need. Ideally her knights would take a year to train with their weapons. But Mab knew that was a luxury they didn't have. She also knew that her time as Queen was over. Her people needed not a queen, but a general. Out of the depths of her own soul, Mab withdrew a whip made from a rose.

"We five shall be the vanguard in this war. I am no longer your queen, for a queen may not lead her troops. For the purity of love, I renounce my throne and take up arms alongside my flower knights. Now let us be off, there is a village under attack." As the five knights strode towards the latest village under assault, the very trees seemed to bow. Where leaves brushed against them armor formed. It was light weight, but Mab knew there was no armor stronger. They would need it in the days to come.

XxXxX​

Setsuna watched the gates in horror. I never knew... She thought as the war of Faerie played out before her. The Fall had been bad, but this. This was worse. I must know how it ended. Although Setsuna wanted to skip the war it's self, she held back. It had been caused by her actions as a child. So the guardian of time took it upon herself to witness the atrocities as punishment. How long she sat there was impossible to say. The horror mixed with pride however as she realized who the flower knights would one day be. The one named Clover reminded Setsuna of Queen Serenity. As well as the moon princess. They all reminded her of friends from the silver millennium. Perhaps her crime had a silver lining after all.

XxXxX​

The war had waged for over a century. And Knight Rose knew they were losing. Most of her people had died in battle. Others had retreated to the Realm for safety. The end was in sight. All that stood between Oberon and victory was herself and the other four knights. And more faithful companions she could never have wished for. The magic Rose shared with them kept them youthful, but even they were getting worn down. She gazed at the standing stones which had been erected in secret.

This site would be the final battle. Eight times before she had tried to erect a Henge and empower it. Only with such a talisman could the King be sealed and humanity's safety assured. This last one was made from purified stone. And with it's completion the gates to Faerie would be sealed except for a handful of minor portals. After today, only a dozen fair folk would be able to exist outside of Faerie at a time. And none of them could retain their full power. But that was only if the ritual could be completed. And for that, the Knights would have to protect a human child. For only the truly innocent could empower a henge. Already she could see Oberon's army approaching. It looked hopeless. The five of them against five hundred. With a grimace Rose looked at her friends.

"This is it. One way or another this ends today. I am honored that you four chose to fight by my side. Now let us go give Man a chance."

They charged forth into the enemy. In the heat of battle Rose lost sight of her friends. Before her stood her former husband and sworn enemy. He had broken free of the melee and was advancing on the henge. The girl, Anna, didn't see him. She was too busy chanting the empowering incantation. Rose ran forward as fast as she could. Her whip lashed out, snaring Oberon's sword arm and pulling him away. The others would have to hold the line without her.

Knight Rose continued forward. She saw his blade once more plunging down towards the helpless Anna. Knowing that there wasn't enough room to swing her whip, Rose did the only thing left. She threw herself in the path of the blade. As the blackened steel pierced Rose's chest she heard the incantation finishing. This brought a smile to her lips.

"You lose, Oberon."

Her friends and allies had joined Rose's side after the unseelie army had faded away. But it was already too late. Rose knew it. Even the magic of their armor couldn't save her now. She had been stabbed by a sword forged with decay. But it was worth any price to protect the humans.

"Don't cry. This isn't the end. Today we gave birth to a new age. And now... now... I..... go........ to............. my............... daugh........."

Knight Rose's eyes closed for the final time. The former queen had died with a smile on her lips. Around her, Mab's friends were crying. They too felt the end fast approaching. Their life had been sustained by their queen. And now with the queen gone, their mortality was returned. The four warriors kissed the hand of Knight Rose one last time. A hooded figure was approaching them.

"It is time," He said. "Do not despair, you shall see her again someday."

XxXxX​

Bláthaigh was crying as her tale was finished. "I saw it happen. My queen gave her life to protect a child. And then Grim gave me the ring. Told me to keep it for the Queen's return. But she returned too soon. The rebirth was too early. We almost didn't know it was her. And then when She fled I thought all hope gone. Queen awoke decades ago. Too soon. But she sent me to find son. Queen's son gone, but grandson? You live."

"So, your telling me my grandmother is the reincarnation of some long dead woman? And that because of this I'm stuck fighting creatures out of a bad fantasy novel and turning into a girl?"

James snorted at the idea. It was incredibly stupid. And yet, here he was fighting trolls and less identifiable creatures in Tokyo. It sounded like the plot to a bad kids show. Especially if the skimpy outfit he had to wear was considered armor. Didn't explain why he had to be a girl either..

 

[FaerieKnight79]

(Author Note: To be honest, I had forgotten I was cross posting this here. When I started doing so, there was a massive purge being done on the site I normally post at. One headed up by people who were greatly offended by anyone who dared to disagree with them or critique their writing unfavorably. And I was afraid my stories would be victims of the purge too since I was among those who justly gave poor reviews to badly written tripe. Anyway, now that I'm reminded, I should continue updating this with the rest of the story.)

Setsuna
Fate can be a cruel mistress. And no one knew this better then Sailor Pluto. Fate can chain you to a prison without escape. It can force you to watch friends die when you want to try saving them. It can take away choice because the abhorrent action was already made so had to be preformed. For uncounted ages Sailor Pluto had suffered at the hands of Fate.

Yet sometimes fate could be kind. Sometimes the preordained choices were a joy to make. And so it was with a smile that Pluto stepped through the gates of time. Her younger self would be surprised of course. It wasn't every day she visited her self in the past. And usually it was a sign of something bad coming. She was still smiling as she spoke.

"There is something you need to do. There is a child who does not exist. Her name is Jane Fillmore, and you need to create a life for her."

The younger Pluto raised an eyebrow. "I don't suppose you can tell me why." She said with a half smile.

"You know the rules. In time all will be made clear. Have you considered teaching junior high?"

With that Pluto stepped back through the gates. That day had been very confusing. After all, why go to the trouble of creating an identity for someone who didn't exist? But she was glad the advice had been followed. Even if she couldn't interact with the senshi directly, teaching had been a joy. And that had lead to a second pass time. Working as a school adviser brought a sense of peace Pluto had been missing for a few centuries.

What's next? Oh yes, the girls. They should know. Pluto lifted her keystaff and teleported into the shrine. The girls were arrayed around the main room lost in their usual endeavors. The blond haired boy talking with Usagi was a new addition to their gatherings. It seemed they knew about James then. That would make things easier. Luna and Artemis were off in a corner talking with a pixie it seemed. That caused Pluto to raise an eyebrow. She hadn't known the moon cats were friends with any pixies.

Before entering the room Pluto first stepped into the kitchen. A glass of water in hand, she joined Usagi and the others. Letting loose an uncharacteristic giggle, Pluto tossed the water at James. The panic that caused surprised the guardian of time however.

Now, at this point it had to be mentioned. Usagi and her friends knew about James turning into a girl. And they also knew about the pixie which tended to follow him. After all, she had pulled many pranks on the senshi over the last few months. They had also accepted that somehow Jane could tell the moon cats were not normal. Jane had known that from the get go. In fact, she claimed the moon cats glowed.

What they had not known was that Jane's ears were elfin. Nor had they taken their friend into confidence about being senshi. To be fair, Jane herself had not told the others about her extra-curricular activities either. They knew that Knight Rose had pointed ears and a hairstyle very similar to Usagi's. But Jane never wore her hair like that. Her hair usually covered Jane's ears.

All this came to light that afternoon however thanks to a splash of water thrown by a stranger. That day James had worn a headband to keep his hair out of his eyes while sparing. That same headband now was holding Jane's longer hair back away from her ears. As everyone stared four of the senshi felt echos of memory. Ami, Usagi, Rei, and Minako all fell to their knees, tears in their eyes. Although none could have explained why. Even Jane was confused by the actions of her friends.

Pluto took the opportunity to speak. "I greet you Princess, and apologize for the wrongs I have caused."

XxXxX​

Jane
Suddenly Jane's eyes stopped seeing the room. Her head hurt as memories that couldn't be hers surfaced. She's feeling tired after the birthday celebration. It had been a month long affair, of course. Her best friend in the whole world is leaning against her in exhaustion. Across the way four teenage human girls are laying on the ground sleeping. To her the girls aren't so much friends, as playthings. They were her birthday presents after all.

The four humans had been gifts from the four regions of her mother's Court. She and Sunlight had spent many hours during the celebration playing with the girls. Watching the blond, Serena she thought, jumping with frog legs was endless fun. It amused the girl that her toy couldn't land very well. Her mother had after a while admonished the girl to be careful not to hurt her pets.

"I heard of another party tomorrow, Honeysuckle. Wanna go?" Her green haired friend says to her.

"Sure Sunlight, it'll be fun! Who'll be there?"

"Donno, it's set up by a fawn. They throw the bestest parties. Momma would go too, but it's too far from our tree."

"What was that?!" Jane asked as the vision faded.

For a moment the stunned girl looked at her friends, and saw not people, but living toys. Pets at best. Then it passed. It disturbed her that such a thought had even crossed her mind. After all, such a mindset was alien to Jane. Come on, she thought. Get up all ready.

"What do you remember?" The voice said from behind Jane.

She turned around, ignoring the others for the moment. There stood a woman with green hair. Her face was obscured somehow, although Jane got an impression of beauty. The newcomer's cloths were a fuku. One very similar to that of the sailor senshi. The way the newcomer held them self however again confused her. A name kept going through Jane's thoughts.

"S-sunlight? Who are... How do I know you? Have we met before?"

"Once," Pluto said. "In another life we were friends."

XxXxX​

Usagi
She fell to her knees as James was splashed with cold water. The reaction sent a shiver down Usagi's spine. That face, the hair, those ears... Usagi knew them. The echos of memory tried to surface. Images of a party. A little girl who giggled as Usagi is fed some finger food. She screaming in horror as a mutilated child was brought back to a forest glade. The child has red hair. It can't be Her, it mustn't be Her. But it is. There can be no mistake. Her face had been left intact, even as the rest of her skin had been flayed off. Even as her body had been mangled, the child's beautiful face had been left untouched.

The memories hurt. There was an ache of loss that couldn't be denied. Tears began to flow as another memory rocked her. Her friend and queen laying in the grass with a black sword thrust through her. Her queen is dying, and there is nothing she can do about it.

"P-princess? But, but I saw you... you were dead..." Usagi stammered, the tears flowing freely. "If you are here, is the Queen?"

Unnoticed by all, her broach shifted forms. Now it looked like a pin in the shape of the Bell of Ireland flower laid across a crescent moon. The recently awakened Moon Princess could feel her magic changing. In some respects it was weakening. In another way, she could feel it growing stronger. With a smile Usagi thought back to all the times in the last few months she'd survived by shear dumb luck. Considering a memory which had just painfully surfaced, it was fitting.

Usagi had never really felt comfortable leading. It had felt wrong somehow. She'd accepted the role, but it ill fitted her. Even when she'd awakened fighting Beryl Usagi had felt uneasy in her remembered role. But now she understood why. And accepted it. After all, it wasn't her place to lead. Not her place to rule. After all, one such as her was meant only to serve.

XxXxX​

Rei
She was about to chew out the annoying meatball head for bowing to Jane. Then Rei got a good look at her friend. Her life long masters have brought her before a child. She didn't mind being their pet. She'd been their pet for as long as she could remember. And now she is told this red headed child is her new owner. She's smiling warmly as her princess tugs on her hair. Her new mistress is happy and bubbly. Life is going to be fun, still.

Rei shook her head to clear it. It was then the miko realized she was kneeling before Jane. Before she can get angry her vision clouds again. Her princess is dead! It isn't fair, it isn't right! Her anger at the loss boils beneath the surface. She wants to make the killers pay. But what can she do? She is just a changeling. Of no importance, after all it is her fate to serve her betters in whatever way they want. But her princess is dead, and with that loss for the first time she has no owner.

Rei had at times wondered why she always insulted their leader. Sure the meatball head was a crybaby and a klutz. But she did somehow manage to rise to the occasion. And Rei had lost count of how many times meatball head had saved her life in the most unlikely of ways. As more and more flashes of memory assaulted her mind, Rei finally understood why.

XxXxX​

Ami
Finding herself kneeling before a friend was a surprise. Flashes of memories however were nothing new. Okay, so the fact they weren't about the Silver Millennium was odd. But it sort of made sense. If the senshi had memories of a previous incarnation, why couldn't their Silver Millennium counterparts have been reincarnations as well?

Since the memories that kept assaulting her were of some extremely brutal war, she guessed the chances were high that that war was about to erupt again. Logic then suggested it was related to the odd creatures that 'flower knight' girl kept fighting.

The real question she couldn't answer yet was what any of it had to do with her. She was a sailor senshi after all. It wasn't like she could go around swinging daggers at mythical creatures. Even if she had said daggers that is.

XxXxX​

Minako
She found herself kneeling before Jane. Her head hurt as strange memories kept trying to overwhelm her. Memories filled with joy and sadness. With tears in her eyes she spoke. "The queen is red, long sieve the queen."

XxXxX​

Makoto
Makoto narrowed her eyes at the newcomer. Her arrival had done something to the others. What, she wasn't sure yet. But the senshi of Jupiter knew she didn't like it. The newcomer was dressed like a sailor senshi, but wasn't one she recognized. The fact her friends had abased themselves before James after this woman appeared angered her.

"Is someone going to tell me what's going on?" she asked crossly. "Why is everyone acting all weird? And who are you?"

 

[FaerieKnight79]

Disclaimer: I neither own Sailor Moon nor Ranma ½. Characters not in either however are mine. As are unique story elements. This is written for fun and the amusement of others. I make no money off this story.

Reincarnation is an interesting subject. How much do past lives affect who someone is? Most never remember that they lived in other times. A single soul might be recycled hundreds or thousands of times. Maybe more. Yet, sometimes a person does remember events from another life. In my own lifetime I have studied this subject for various reasons. The greatest of those reasons has always been to understand my friends. I have long wondered why they remembered the lives they did, despite the countless other past lives they must have had. And sometimes my findings scare me.

-Meioh Setsuna
Musings of a Time Traveler ​

Usagi
"I'm confused too," She said in reply to Makoto's demand.

Usagi finally managed to climb to her feet. Her head was still spinning. It had been only a few hours since she fought Beryl. Since her friends had died protecting her. She too almost had died. It had seemed a fluke when Usagi had tapped into the silver imperium crystal. And with that she'd remembered who she was. Or so she'd thought. Now she wasn't so sure.

"I keep remembering a war, only I'm fighting in it. There's a woman who I would have died for gladly. And.. and..." Usagi turned to face the stunned pixie. "Why didn't you protect our queen?"

The green haired woman smiled sadly. "Don't blame her. She was too young and should never have been at the final battle."

"But..." Usagi tried to interject. She couldn't dispute the claim though.

The green haired woman waited a moment. Finally she asked a question that was bugging her. "Usagi, why did you chose to fight? You were given freedom."

Without thinking she said "What choice? One such as I serves. Besides, I wasn't given to the Queen." Blinking, she frowned. "Why would I say that?" It had seemed so natural to surrender control of her life to another. But then, she was still being flooded with memories of a life she never imagined.

XxXxX​

Seleena rubbed the sleep from her eyes. It was morning, but she was the first one to awaken. The youth didn't know how old she was. No one had told her. She didn't know how long she'd lived in this forest. She'd always lived here. Scattered around the tree were many woodland pixies. A couple had fallen asleep on Seleena's stomach. Disturbing their sleep was bad, so the child merely laid there.

She didn't question her lot in life. They were her betters, and her purpose was to keep them amused. To her mind, it was the natural order of things. After all, what other reason did changelings like her exist for? Not that the child really understood what a changeling was. No one had explained it to her. She knew she was a changeling. But that was the extent of her knowledge.

Seleena didn't have any cloths. But then, she'd never had cloths. Her fun loving masters didn't either, so it seemed all right. She knew about clothing of course. Sometimes a traveler would pass through the woods wearing it. Humans especially seemed fond of clothing. She didn't understand why though. It seemed like it would restrict movement and be uncomfortable. Completely unneeded and unwanted

Her musings were interrupted by by a shout of outrage. The noise woke the others up too. As her betters went to investigate Seleena decided to get something to eat. There were plenty of nuts and berries if one knew where to look. And of course she did know. The child was humming happily as she scrounged some breakfast. After picking a handful of mushrooms Seleena sat down to eat them. Only then did she notice a woman wearing a pretty gown. The woman had in her hands a baby.

Of course Seleena knew who the woman was. Everyone knew who the Queen was. Judging by the queen's gown, and serious expression it was Titania. "Is that a changeling?" Seleena asked.

"No child, she isn't like you."

"Whys your belly big?" The young changeling then asked her queen.

"Because I am with child."

"Why?"

This caused the queen to chuckle. She always had enjoyed children. They brought such innocence into the world. Truly a delight. Which was why Titania was so upset that humans would abandon a baby to die. But before she could call a wyld hunt to punish the transgressors she had to deal with this baby.

"Do you know where Whisper Willow's tree is?" The queen asked.

"Course!" Seleena chirped happily. She jumped to her feet and lead Queen Titania through the woods. The requested tree was nearby.

Time passed as it was wont to do. And Seleena watched as the baby grew into a child. While she wasn't always allowed to visit the child, Seleena was happy. As she grew bigger the games stopped being as whimsical. The pixies grew bored with her, and the dryads began to take an interest. But still, her life was good. There was food, and fun. What more could she ask for?

The occasional human to pass through began to cause funny feelings in Seleena's body. And still she didn't understand why humans felt the need for clothing. Whisper Willow's daughter, Sunlight didn't really understand it either. Seleena knew this because Sunlight had told her many times. It often fell to the changeling to watch over Sunlight when she went to play with the Princess.

After a while, everyone in the wood knew that Seleena belonged to the daughter of Whisper. It hadn't exactly been an official decision. Such things rarely were. The Just as the dryads in general had taken possession of her when the pixies grew bored, so did the dryads give Sunlight her pet when they saw how happy this changeling made her. And all in the wood agreed that keeping Sunlight happy was a good thing. They remembered how she came to them.

Time is a funny thing in the Realm. A seeming day could be a century, and a century in the Realm could be the blink of an eye. So it was that no one in the wood knew exactly how long Seleena had been there. She had aged sixteen summers, but that meant little. The Queen's consort had been with them for a very long time, yet looked twenty summers. Sunlight had aged eight summers since coming to the wood. Yet she had been granted ownership of the changeling at least two hundred moons ago.

Life was good for the changeling girl. It was everything she could want. Of course her wants were pretty basic. Beyond the simple things, she didn't know about anything else. So of course she enjoyed her station in life. And when Sunlight told Seleena that she was going to be a birthday present for the princess, the girl couldn't have been happier.

XxXX​

Usagi had collapsed again. Her head hurt even more. It was so overwhelming. She looked again at 'Jane' and shuddered. I'm her pet? Was all Usagi could think. The idea wasn't as abhorrent as it should have been. And that worried the newly awoken moon princess. The memories of how she'd been given over were disturbing. The fact she could remember being the plaything of... creatures for so long, but only snippets of a war also worried her.

"What... is a 'true name'?" Usagi finally asked.

It was Bláthaigh who answered. "True name, it the real name of self. It describe all one is. Family know true name. Friend know. No others. Bad to let known. Name have power. Why?"

This caused Usagi to shiver. She could remember what her princess had whispered in her ear during that party. A name which had caused her to stiffen. She said I was hers always. What does it mean?

XxXxX​

The Moon Kingdom
I'm soo bored Princess Serena thought. She much rather would have been playing in the royal woods then sitting at this formal dinner. But no, her mother had to order her to attend. It wasn't fair. Why did she have to sit through these boring things? And the dances, she hated the dances. They were too stiff and formal. Even having attendants felt weird to her. Of course that brought to mind the conversation just hours ago.

"Serena, one day you will rule. You have to be prepared. And that means you have to meet social expectations."

"But mooooom, I don't wanna rule! Why can't I live in the forest? Not like your going away." The princess whined.

"Serena, we talked about this. I am not going to live forever. And I am not going to spend my entire life sitting on a throne. After your wedding I plan on stepping down."

Mention of a wedding did bring a smile to Serena's face. She did love her Endy. Whenever they were together, she felt all the worries melting away. They were destined to be together, she knew it. I suppose those boring formal balls are good for something at least. They brought me my Prince.

More then boredom during affairs of state, Serena always felt like she didn't belong there. When she was in the forest that feeling faded, but was always there. The only time the feeling wasn't with her was when around Endymion. Wish he would ditch the bodyguards sometime.

XxXxX​

Her thoughts were interrupted abruptly. There was something seriously wrong about to happen. Usagi reached for her broach. Without thinking she called out "Bell Nature TRANSITION!" The youth lifted into the air, spinning slowly. Her cloths vanished, although her nudity was partly obscured by a pale green glow. When she landed Usagi was wearing an outfit similar in design to Knight Rose. Only her tunic was a pale yellow color. On her back were silver dragonfly wings, and in her hand was a staff topped with what looked like a four leaf clover. Only when the transformation was over did Usagi realize something was different.

"Huh?" Was all she could say.

 

[FaerieKnight79]

A queen once asked me how genetics interacted with reincarnation. I told her 'oddly'. A better question is to ask how magic interacts with reincarnation. When I asked the most knowledgeable person about magic this question, I was surprised by the answer. "Most magics don't affect reincarnation," she told me. "But there are some that do. And bindings which affect the soul always have a cost." I know of five souls who are bound together by fate and a child's mistake. And every time they are incarnated in the same place, horrors soon follow. And so I begin to wonder, is it all my fault?

-Meioh Setsuna
Musings of a Time Traveler​

Ami
Tameria had enjoyed the birthday party. She'd always enjoyed faerie dances in fact. Although what she enjoyed most was being taught. A joy which she'd discovered at a young age. The dwellers in her glen had their fun side, true. And that was always enjoyable. But they also were teaching the young changeling about their world. As well as the world beyond the Realm. From the moment she'd been claimed Tameria had a destiny picked out for her.

But now it was over. Slowly she woke up, finding herself still entangled among the party guests. Her princess was gone though. Her princess, it had a nice ring to it. Tameria knew she was just a pet. The life of a changeling had been explained to her long ago. She knew she'd been taken as punishment for some wrong doing by her parents. But it didn't really bother Tameria.

While she knew changelings were kidnapped humans, she didn't really view herself as human. She didn't think of herself as a Fair One either. They were her betters, and to be obeyed in all things. Such a fate was fine by her. As long as she could learn, Tameria didn't mind being a pet. She might have if she'd known any other life, but that was a non-issue.

Queen Mab had awoken, and looked for her daughter. The growing concern wasn't lost on the changeling girl either. She approached and spoke. "Your Majesty, what is wrong?"

"It is my daughter, Jane. She is missing." Queen Mab said.

Of course Tameria knew that wasn't the princess's True Name. She didn't know that. No one she was aware of did. Just as Tameria knew her True Name was not suppose to be spread around. Only those who directly owned her knew it. Which in the past had been the sprite Sunrise Dewdrop, and now her princess. As she understood it, a changeling's true owner always knew the changeling's true name, but no one else did. Not even former owners.

These musings brought to mind a question. She had wondered about it ever since a dryad in the Woods of Chance had adopted a human baby. "Your Majesty, why is it that Sunlight always goes by her true name?"

Her queen blinked. Few among her people even realized that fact. Her eyes narrowed as Mab examined the changeling talking to her. Ah, the one being groomed as an adviser. She has a keen mind. It's so cute! Mab thought with a smile.

"It has to do with her nature. Sunlight was abandoned by Man."

"But I thought that removed her from the laws governing Man?" Tameria asked.

"It does, and so she should be bound by our Laws. But she is both human and dryad."

"How is that possible?" Tameria's mind was racing. How was that possible? And how is it a way to circumvent the Laws of Man and Magic? It was unheard of.

"When I gave her into the care of the dryads, her caretaker broke tradition. Lost babes normally are considered foundlings, members of the court but still a type of changeling. But Whisper took the babe as her own sapling. Sunlight is a part of our Law, but not bound by it the way you are."

This gave the changeling a lot to think about. She was still thinking on it when screams echoed through the celebration glen. Screams of a child! Tameria's heart rose into her throat as the screams continued to echo. As her queen sent out a group to investigate the changeling rocked back and forth. Deep in the pit of her stomach Tameria knew who was screaming. And knew she would not see her princess again. Not alive anyway.

Soon enough the fear was confirmed. And when summoned before her queen Tameria did the only thing she could. She wore a smile, but felt no gladness. Was offered freedom, but knew it false. Her owner was gone, and no one could release her now. So the youth did the only thing she could. She offered herself for war. And prayed she would be allowed to join her princess someday.

Tameria gazed at the aftermath of her first battle. Her stomach was trying to empty it's self, although it was futile. She'd already lost all that she'd eaten earlier. Her body shook as the horrors continued to assault her psyche. Mab, queen no longer saw this and approached.

"Why did you stay? I gave you freedom. But you still chose this duty?" Mab asked of her.

"Freedom was never yours to give, my queen. Princess Jane bound me with my true name. Bound us all."

This caused Mab to scowl. Such was reckless. "What did she say?"

"The princess used my Name, and told me 'no matter what happens you are mine, always'."

Hearing this, Mab started to cry. Such an oath was forbidden. And now Mab knew something else too. She had thought her Knights would be duty bound in this life only. The bonds of the soul she forged were never intended to transcend death. She had made that mistake once. And the result had been the splitting of the Court.

"Tameria, I am sorry for what I have done. Can you ever forgive me?"

XxXxX​

Fighting monsters along side Usagi had always felt natural. Taking orders from her, not as much. But Luna had always been saying that Usagi was their leader, so it had to be true. Her memories had been telling her Usagi was a princess, Princess Serena of the moon kingdom in fact. And princesses ruled. So Ami had ignored the uneasiness.

But now, here was Jane revealed to her. And Ami felt a constriction around her very being. This was her true leader. The others were comrades in arms. Soldiers and allies against the darkness. But here, in Jane was something else. Not a team leader, although Ami suspected this was the case too. Nor a princess, although Jane was one. No, this was something which Ami both craved, and hated. This girl was her master. I am hers, always. In this life, and all others. You idiotic, wonderful child. Why did you do that? Did you even realize what you were doing?

The Mercury Computer was beeping. And that meant trouble. Reaching into subspace, Ami retrieved her transformation pen. Only to blink. It looked different now. It was no longer a pen, but a gnarled wand made of oak. There would be time to study this later though.

"Magnolia Nature TRANSFUSION!"

Knight Magnolia looked at the others, but only herself and Knight Shellflower seemed ready. Correction. They would have to deal with this themselves. Hopefully Knight Shellflower remembered how to use that pole arm of hers. With a sigh Magnolia realized she herself didn't really remember too much about using her oaken staff.

"Rose Nature ASCENTION!"

Knight Magnolia blinked as Jane transformed."You're Knight Rose? Wait, of course you are. Like mother like daughter. May we go now, please?."

 

[FaerieKnight79]

Author Notes: This chapter will contain themes of an adult nature. I am not planning on focusing on it in detail, but such themes are going to happen. And some of it will be very very disturbing. If things like this offend you then do not read this chapter. Instead skip to chapter 9. I make no apologies for the content of this chapter. You wont miss much that's too important, this is one of several character specific backstory establishing chapters. These events do not indicate any of my beliefs. Nor do I condone any of the actions described in the following. You have been warned






There is a power in names. Any magical being can tell you this. All things have two names. The name they give the world, and the name that describes what they are. No being in existence can go against the nature their true name describes. But then again, under normal conditions a soul does not retain the same true name from life to life. Only bonds of the soul can change this fact. Such bonds may only be made using the true name. It is for this reason one's true name is so closely guarded.

-Meioh Setsuna

Musings of a Time Traveler​

Minako
After her proclamation Minako froze. Her head hurt a lot. The room had vanished. In it's place was a forest. She knew the forest wasn't real. But it felt real. It felt like she was there, or at least had been there once.

XxXxX​

Meleena laid on the ground. She was exhausted after the night's activities. Her eyes drifted to the woman who ruled now her life. Anything the red haired child wanted of Meleena was given without hesitation. It had always been like that way. Even before being given as a gift to this child, Meleena's place had been to serve in any way desired.

What her previous owner had wanted of her wasn't normal. But then Meleena didn't know that. If she'd lived with her parents, the child would never have learned the things she knew. She'd have spent her childhood so far playing with other children. Not learning how to please men and women in the bed. But she hadn't grown up with her parents.

The first memories Meleena had were that of suckling the breast of her owner. Even then she had begun her training in how to better serve. The earliest things she could remember seeing was the act of love making. And by the time she could walk, Meleena was expected to join in. Early on she learned what pleased her mistress, and what didn't. Her own personal enjoyment didn't matter as much.

By the time she was eight summers old Meleena had already learned many ways to bring pleasure to women, and several ways to do so for men. It was expected of her after all. Those who lived in the forest of nymphs were always seeking pleasure. And as a changeling it was her fate to become what her owner wanted most. And since her Name was assigned by her first owner, so to was her nature.

Or rather, her Name had been because of what her first owner was. Meleena didn't understand it. Let alone question things. All she knew was that she couldn't disobey any order given to her by those who knew her Name. Why she would want to disobey was something Meleena never wondered about. Her whole life had been spent as a pet. And to her it was the natural order of things. Such were her thoughts as the changeling fell asleep.

"You are mine Pretty-Lover, always" the princess whispered in Meleena's ear.

When the changeling awoke, it was to be lead before her Queen. It was then that she learned her princess was dead. When offered freedom, she didn't know what it was. Even if she had known, the offer was barely considered. What Meleena had agreed to, she wasn't sure. But soon she was holding a chain which she somehow knew was the Chain of Desire. They were marching towards a 'battle', whatever that was. And she was being covered in leaves.

The idea of clothing was completely alien to her. And armor was something she'd never heard of either. She had no idea what 'war' was, but figured she would find out soon. And then they reached their destination. Meleena's jaw dropped at the sight before her. Men and women were being slaughtered by, by, She didn't know what those were. But they were ugly.

After the battle Meleena wandered off to be sick. So much blood. So much death. All her life she'd given and received pleasure. But now she saw another aspect of life. One which terrified her. And her Queen expected her to keep fighting? How could she so that...

One of the others, Meleena couldn't remember her name, came up and said. "It will be okay."

"How can you know that?" She wondered aloud.

The other girl was cleaning her daggers as she replied. "Because I have seen it. You will find happiness again. We all will."

She had been right too. It didn't happen immediately. But over time Meleena stopped thinking of Mab as her queen. She lost a ruler, but gained a friend. Something she desperately needed. It was hard not to love someone so willing to risk themselves to protect others. And in return she herself began to take chances for the sake of Mab.

While Meleena loved and respected her once queen, she knew it wasn't the same. When ever they had some time to relax, the changeling found herself seeking the night time company of others. It reminded her of happier times. But still the void in her heart remained empty. None of the boys she slept with truly satisfied her. She felt she belonged to another. One she could never see again.

XxXxX​

The Moon Kingdom

"Geez Mina, do you have to sleep with every soldier in the garrison?" Rei said with a snort.

"Of course I do, how else will I find Mister Tight?" The senshi of love said with a smile.

This of course caused Rei to groan. And the worst part was, she knew her friend didn't even realize she said something wrong. She never does either, Rei thought. They had been touring the kingdom's defenses since Rei's latest vision. Pluto had of course refused to provide any information regarding any threats that were coming. And Minako had taken it upon herself to bed everyone in the royal navy. Again.

"I swear, you're insatiable. Were you a sex toy in another life?" Rei asked sarcastically.

"It's not my fault I'm so desirable, Men just hug to love me.' Minako chirped.

"It's more like they can't say no cause you might have them punished."

"Would not! Well, not less they want me to."

Several soldiers heard them talking. After they were gone the two men whispered to each other.

"You know, she's great in bed.. but I'd rather she left me alone. The wife hates it when Venus is on the prowl."

"I hear ya Al, but what can you do? The last guy who said no to her was in traction for a month, and the brig for a year afterward.

"Maybe Jo, but I hear he also called her an 'ugly cow'. Still, not worth the risk."

"Tell me about it. Now that cute number with blue hair, her I wouldn't mind dating."

"You mean Sailor Mercury? Forget it Jo. She's only into computers."

"You sure? Last time I was stationed at the palace I could swear Mercury was in love with an earther."

"Yeah, I'm sure. I saw her walk into the the guard changing room without even noticing. She was too busy reading some tech manual. Wait, what earther?"

"I think it was one of Endymion's bodyguards. Come to think of it, a lot of the Inners kept staring at him. I wonder why?"

"Who knows," Al said. "They're all slightly off. Any idea why the surprise inspection?"

"Nope, probably just a precaution. Next week is the royal ball in honor of Princess Serena after all."

In another part of the complex Sailor Venus was thinking as well. Why do I feel compelled to sleep around? She wondered. It's like I can't relax without someone in my arms. But no one feels right. Sure it's fun, but what am I looking for? She reflected on her life so far.

She had been the Senshi of Love for five decades now. In that time her duties had mostly been ceremonial. Unlike her predecessor, there was no conflict going on. That meant she hadn't really trained with her magic or weapons very hard. Just enough to keep in shape. The bulk of her free time was spent jumping from one lover to the next. While some thought her promiscuity stemmed from her role as a senshi, Minako knew better.

Even before she had been selected for this honor, she'd acted this way. The only thing that really changed was that people stopped saying 'no' to her. Her younger sister had always teased Minako about how boy crazy she was. And the senshi had at times tried to change. But to her family's dismay Minako could no more stop chasing boys then she could stop breathing.

All of that didn't mean she slacked off at the job. Just that she had more free time then Minako knew what to do with. Current ambitions regarding the navy aside, her friend's dreams concerned Minako. Already she had ordered the guard contingent for the ball tripled. And her concerns had brought about this tour of garrisons and outposts. If Rei said something was coming, something was coming. The only question remaining was where it would strike.

 

[FaerieKnight79]

Author Notes: This I think will be the last hurrah of Sailor Jupiter. As such, expect something a little different. After this if she appears, it will be in a minor role at best.

The greatest joy in my life came when things stopped being predictable. Knowing the future is a curse. And one I grew to hate. If you know the future, you can't change anything. All you can do is sit back and watch. Even your own actions are known to you in advance. And you are trapped knowing they are inevitable. The day I broke free of this curse, is the day I started to truly live.

-Meioh Setsuna
Musings of a Time Traveler
​

From the diaries of Kino Makoto

Dear Diary,
Well, I guess I should start this. I'm not sure what day it is anymore. Let alone what time it is. My watch stopped when I was brought to this place. I'm still awake, so I guess it's probably the same day. And it has been a strange one. Wish I could say the strangeness was over. But I can't. Anyway, I probably should talk about what happened.

Me and the others had met at Rei's shrine today. There wasn't any pressing senshi business. We just needed some time together after what happened that morning. Good news, we defeated the Dark Kingdom. Bad news, most of us died in the process. Dying hurts. Good thing Usagi figured out how to bring us back.

I was a bit surprised when Usagi came to the meeting with some boy who looks like my old sempai. The others told me he's actually the girl Jane we'd been hanging out with for a while now. I didn't really believe them though. Still, Jane is an ok fighter I hear, so I convinced him to step outside for a brief sparing match. The boy was pretty good I guess. Not as good as me though. Things after that settled down. Usagi had made pancakes for us. Yum. After we ate is when everything got strange. Well, stranger then usual anyway.

A woman dressed a bit like my senshi form appeared behind the boy, James. Imagine my surprise to find out they were right. The mystery woman had thrown a glass of water at James, and I saw the change myself. What was up with those ears though? That wasn't the weirdest thing. That was just the start of it.

The others all knelt and started crying. No clue why. No one was telling me anything. After they just sat there for almost five minutes Jane, Usagi, and Ami all transformed. Who'd have thought Jane was that 'knight rose' that's running around? I didn't, that's for sure. When Ami and Usagi changed into near duplicates of Jane though, I was really starting to get freaked out.

"What is going on?!" I'd screamed.

Not proud to say I had swung the dinner table like a club at the mystery woman after my friends left. And brained the other two senshi. Oops. I hope Rei forgives me. Mina-chan, well all she really cares about is boys anyway. Doubt she will hold a grudge. I hope not anyway. After that, I guess I went overboard. Spent a good ten minutes pounding on that woman.

Odd thing is, she let me. I'm pretty strong. But it felt like I was hitting a wall every time my fist connected. Finally she had raised one eyebrow and smirked. "Are you done yet?" Was all she said. I spent ten minutes venting on a human, and she smirked at me. Argh!

"The girls will be fine on their own. Come with me. We need to talk," the other woman told me.

I had felt spent, so just nodded. The woman then pulled a key shaped staff out of no where. At this point I started wondering if she really was a senshi. Didn't have much time to wonder about it. Not having much time, that's hilarious. I got nothing but time now.

Guess that's getting ahead of myself though. There was a blinding light, and then we were in a large area filled with mist. The only things I could see were a large gateway, a couch, and a wood burning stove. The couch was set up to face the gateway. Wish I'd known why earlier.

"So, who are you and what is going on?" I demanded once again. Didn't really expect an answer. Surprise surprise, I got one.

"My name is Setsuna. I've been Sailor Pluto for a long time, and the guardian of these gates for almost as long. As you might have noticed, things are changing. And now I would like you to take up my task."

"Oh yeah? And why should I trust you? You still haven't explained what is going on."

"You will sit Storm-Of-Skyfire, and you will not interrupt me again. Is that clear?" Setsuna ordered me.

She sounded cross. I don't think that's why I listened to her though. The name she used wasn't mine. And yet when she'd said it my spine had shivered. I didn't want to sit. But I could swear there was a compulsion to obey. Queen Serenity I obeyed out of love. I followed Usagi's lead out of respect. But this woman, I felt I had no choice but to obey. As I sat down on the 'ground' my face was contorting in anger. But it was an impotent anger. Try as I might, I couldn't stand. Not without permission. Nor could I speak. Not while she was talking.

"As I was saying, my time as guardian of the time gate is ending. And I would like you to take up my duties. For ages I have been here watching over time. It has been my duty, and punishment. But now the Fates have given me my freedom. The Gates of Time still need a guardian however. And I believe you would do well. It is your choice however. I will not force this upon you. Do you have any questions for me?"

"Yes..." I said slowly, still seething. "What happened to the other senshi? What was that name you called me? And why can't I go against your order?"

As answer to my questions, she told me to join her on the couch. Finally I could move again. I considered attacking Setsuna. After all, she was apparently a bully. Then I reconsidered it. Somehow this woman had power over me. And until I knew how and why, she could easily control me. It didn't sit well, but for now I would have to play along.

"Your friends are bound to young Jane. I was there when it happened, although I didn't know the true significance at the time. You see, I am a dryad. And Jane is the reborn princess of Faerie."

Her words had brought more questions to mind. But I found I couldn't speak once again. She was still talking. Grr, this stinks. But at least now I know what is going on. She told me about her childhood. And using the gateway showed me a party involving fantastical creatures. To my surprise my friends were in the party. Even more of a surprise, they acted like Jane's pets. And seemed happy about it.

"They are changelings," Setsuna had told me when I looked at her questioningly. "Humans who are taken as a baby as punishment for transgressions against my kind. And no, you are not a reincarnation of then. Nor were you taken as a baby. Although you are a changeling. My changeling it seems. I haven't owned one in a long time. Not since I gave Seleena to my friend."

As she showed me events in that long distant time Setsuna fell silent. After a moment I felt the compulsion to stay silent fade. "How am I one then?"

"No clue, although it may have to do with Queen Serenity. It's not her fault though. I doubt she knew you were being tied by destiny to the faerie realm. Don't worry, I am not the person I once was. Your life is still your own."

We talked for a long time. Or rather, she did. I could only speak when Setsuna had been quiet for a couple minutes. That is getting very annoying by the way. At least I am no longer forced to sit in one spot until given permission to move. Anyway, I'm tired so I guess it's time to end this entry.


Dear Diary,
It's me again. Decided to accept the offer. It's not like I have much choice in the matter. If Setsuna wanted, she could order me to accept. Grr, still can't believe I'm her 'pet'. At least she doesn't force me to do things. Well, other then not interrupt her. I get the feeling I shouldn't let anyone else know about the name she used. Probably shouldn't have recorded it here either, but I'll be leaving you here at the gate anyway.

I've learned a lot since coming here. I've seen the future Setsuna had been working towards. One she tells me is impossible now in this timeline. And I've seen it's cost.. Kami preserve us, some prices are too high. Even for utopia. And yet, the alternative was the loss of all humanity. Thankfully I wont have to worry about such a choice. The gate wont show me how or why, but the future looks much better. It's no utopia, but maybe that is a good thing. I know somehow the balance of nature will be restored.

And I know my fated role in events. Setsuna is right. Knowing the future is a curse. I know every mistake I will ever make, and can't avoid them. I know how friends will die, and can't prevent it. For me, I know now that freedom of choice is lost for a very long time. I may be the guardian of time, but also it's puppet. And the worst thing is, I chose this fate.

After I made the choice, I saw other timelines in this same 'branch'. I didn't have to become the guardian. If not me, then someone else would have accepted the role. To be honest, I almost wish I had let the Saotome boy take this job.

Got to go, She wants some help planting her tree. At least I wont be stuck here alone. Setsuna decided to plant her tree here in the mists. She tells me they have been her home for so long, she doesn't feel right leaving them. Will I become like that someday?


Dear Diary,
This is boring. I want to leave this place for a while. But I know I can't. The senshi wont need me during their current fight. And so I have to stay here. I asked Setsuna how she dealt with it. And her answer was that she passed the time harassing chaos magnets. I think I know who she's talking about for the current one. Sounds like fun. I'll have to think of something interesting to throw at him. Maybe have him get locked as a girl while fighting that Herb person? It has possibilities. It'll be fun to watch how that plays out.

I suppose I could keep an eye on the senshi. It breaks my heart though to see them like that. It's understandable I guess. But still, to see them give up their independence to that degree hurts. I should think about this. I know I'll have to convince Usagi to be Sailor Moon again eventually. The world still needs the sailor senshi. And until Usagi accepts both roles, the others can't use their senshi powers.


Dear Diary,
Just had a surprising visitor. I had been putting the finishing touches on a 'mess with Ranma' plan. It's rather fun. All I have to do is push minor events towards him, and watch as things get really interesting. All of a sudden the gate opened, and out stepped Setsuna. I had thought she couldn't leave her tree.

Turned out this Setsuna was from the future. She had come to warn me about something called the 'black moon family'. Imagine her surprise when I was the one watching the gate. I smirked at her when she demanded to know where the guardian was. This job is changing me. Not sure if I like who I'm becoming though.

"I am the guardian of time." I told her. "I think you got lost in the trip. The black moon family wont be threatening this timeline. But while you're here, how did you convince Usagi to do something against her nature?"

Not gonna put down what she said. It's something to think about though. Heh, that just might work.


Dear Diary,
I think I'm going crazy. Sitting here day in and day out. Nothing to do but watch the flow of time. How did she handle it for so long? Having someone to talk to helps a little. But still, it's making me nuts. Nothing ever happens. And worst of all, I always know when and where well advance before something interesting does happen.

I miss being surprised. I miss not knowing what was to come. I shouldn't have accepted this job. It's too much for me to handle. Sometimes I think about ending it all. But I know that wont work. I know already that I will snap eventually. I know I'll try to end it multiple times. I know what will stop me each time. And there's nothing I can do about it.

I'd thought I could handle loneliness. After all, I'd been alone for so long already. But it isn't the same. How long have I been here? How long since I trapped myself in this gray mist? I can't tell. And that only makes things worse. I want out. I need out. But I can't leave yet, I can't leave until Then because I didn't leave. I didn't leave because I can't. I am not time's guardian, I am it's puppet.


Dear Diary,
It has been ages since I wrote here. I see now I never had a choice. The eons I have been here. The times I've lived through it all over and over. I think I'm crazy. I have to be. But I can't change what I've done. What I will do. How did it start? I no longer can remember. It's always been this way. I've always lived this endless cycle.

I can see it happening again. The gate is opening, and Sunlight is being exiled once more. I'll hide from her. I already hid from her. I will try changing things this time. I tried it before. Already I know what the results will be. But I'm helpless to stop. What was will be. I can't wait till my birth. Oblivion will feel wonderful. I wish it would last, but it can't.

Why did this loop begin? Because of a baka child. Because in this timeline a child spoke carelessly. She was suppose to die. Her death was suppose to spark a war. But she was not suppose to bind those four like she did. Baka girl, because of you I can't escape this prison. Please be different this time. Please let my torture end. Why wont it end? What did I do to anger the kami?

 

[FaerieKnight79]

There are two ways to bind a soul, and they work differently. The first is a binding of one's Nature. This can only be done when an entity's Name is known. The other is a binding of Duty. Normally these two types do not mix. Bonds of Duty do not continue past death and rebirth. Bonds of Nature however can, if the bond is worded carelessly. If not worded properly, such a binding locks a soul's Nature for all time. When this is done, only the one who originally bound the soul may release it.

-Meioh Setsuna
Musings of a Time Traveler​

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or Ranma ½. This work of fiction is for enjoyment only, and I make no money off it.

Author Notes: A little information about Lady Nox and dream faeries. In this world, Lady Nox is a near god level faerie. She rules the land of dreams from her palace within an area of Faerie officially called the Forest of Night. While nominally she is part of the Seelie Court, Nox is in truth neutral force that maintains the balance between the two faerie courts. Dream Faeries are her messengers. It is their job to deliver pleasant dreams to those who deserve them, and nightmares to those who harbor guilt be it real or imagined.

Rei
She felt the impact of wood against the back of her head, and knew no more. When she finally came to the shrine maiden looked around in confusion. Where am I? This isn't the wood. Her body felt odd, to say the least. The false hide covering the girl felt out of place. It's material was too course. Absently she removed the offending garments.

"Now, who would do such a thing?" She wondered aloud. "Oh, I guess Tameria is here too. I wonder what is up with these skins? Surely the princess didn't dress us, did she?"

Since she had no other given tasks, the youth decided to check for omens. Her eyes closed briefly, and her spirit dove into another world. One she considered as much her home as the wood she'd grown up in. With a warm smile she walked across the dream glade.

"Hi there!" The youth called.

"It's Garnet! Garnet's back everyone!" a child cried out.

Winged figures, no more then six inches tall surrounded the teen called Garnet. The name felt natural. It was her's after all. Or once had been. Everything was confusing to her still. She was Garnet, a changeling given to her princess by the Lady Nox. She'd spent her childhood learning at her Lady's feet. She'd danced with the dream faeries in the stream of mortal slumber. She was Princess Rei, Senshi of Fire and defender of royal family. She was Hino Rei, shrine maiden and sometimes defender of love and justice.

Or was she? Garnet didn't really know anymore who she was. She could remember three lives, each seemed important. But the oldest memories felt truer. The fact she had come to this glade showed how true they were. But was she still Garnet? She could remember dying. She remembered dying multiple times. The first time though hadn't hurt. It had been like falling asleep. The others, Garnet suspected she would have nightmares about them.

"Who ever heard of a dream dancer having nightmares?" She asked no one.

She'd remembered what Lady Nox had called her. She'd said Garnet was a dancer of dreams. The way Lady Nox had said it, Garnet thought it was important. Far more important then her station in life. As to what that station was, Garnet was having trouble figuring it out anymore. As a changeling, she knew she was little more then a pet given to her princess. She's back, I can't believe she's back.

But she was a princess. Changelings couldn't be princesses. A princess ruled others, and that wasn't allowed of changelings. She was a shrine maiden. That seemed easy enough to fit into her sense of self. Shrine maidens served those who came to the shrine. She was a Knight. This too felt natural. Her queen had tasked her with defending mankind from the Unseelie. A task which should be done. They had won the war. Why did Garnet live again? She knew only one way to find out.

"May I speak with the Lady?"

While waiting for an audience Garnet allowed herself to be pulled into a dance. It had been a long time since she'd experienced a faerie dance. She hadn't been part of one since that night. The last night of peace before The War. That war didn't really have a name. It never had. And Garnet did so miss joining in faerie dances. It would be a good way to relax. Then the youth laughed softly.

"I have an idea! There is another who needs to dance too. Let's bring my friend Minako to join in. Although she might be thinking of herself as Meleena at the moment."

Ordinarily the dream faeries would have ignored the girl. They had their jobs to do and were kept fairly busy most times. Not always though. Sometimes, such as now they would throw wild parties and have fun. At such times duty and obedience didn't cross their minds. Dream faeries after all were incapable of holding onto more then one concept at a time.

For once though one of the sprites bowed to Garnet. This felt odd to her. Then her host was off in search of the mortal so requested. I hope she didn't wake up yet. That would be a shame. Minako could use some fun. Come to think of it, so could I. It's been a long time since I relaxed. She felt the magics of the circle take control, and didn't fight it. Not that there was much choice in the matter.

Once inside a faerie circle during a dance, humans couldn't stop dancing until either an outsider pulled them out, or they were allowed to. She knew this very well, and accepted it. It was a fact of life when among the fair folk. And young Garnet could remember centuries among them. While she had physically been sixteen when Queen Mab chose her as a knight, the girl had been a changeling for eight human lifetimes before that. Such happened when Lady Nox took an interest in a changeling.

Perhaps this then was why the youth thought of herself as Garnet, instead of this life's given name. She had more memories as a changeling then as the human miko. And with those memories had come skills she'd lost in her current life. As the girl officially named Rei danced she reflected on who she really was.

Once I lived here. This is my home, as much as Grandfather's shrine. Maybe more so. Once I could slip in and out at a whim, not just project myself. I hadn't had to do this since I was seven. I hope Nox lets me see her again. It's so much better then waiting for a vision. I wonder if I'll be allowed into the chamber again? I remember that being more reliable then her sendings.

Her thoughts continued as Garnet leaped and twirled. She'd lost track of how long she'd been dancing. Garnet had also forgotten her request of a dance partner. So it came as a surprise when a woman with long blond hair and a yellow ball gown appeared. The woman seemed surprised to be here. She seemed even more surprised when the magic of the circle took hold. This caused Garnet to laugh.

"Don't fight it, Meleena. Or is it Minako? There's no harm in us joining the dance. Sides, we should talk. What do you remember?"

Minako for her part was very confused. One moment she had been entering the royal ball. The next she was in a forest and compelled to dance. But it wasn't any dance she was familiar with. Her head was pounding, and things felt really off. Not to mention Princess Rei was dressed oddly and calling her an unfamiliar name. And yet, the name felt familiar. She considered Rei's words, and a slight frown crossed her lips.

What I remember?! Was all that kept going through her head. "I shouldn't be here," Minako said. "I should be at the ball. What if there's trouble?"

This caused Garnet to shake her head sadly. An impressive feat considering the enthusiasm of her dancing. "That already happened, Mina-chan. We died that day. You are dreaming right now."

Lucid dreaming was not possible. At least, that's what many experts claim. There are however five sailor suited warriors of love and justice who would dispute that claim. For four of them, they were wrong. So it was that when Minako was informed she was dreaming, she didn't believe it. Instead she studied the situation.

"In that case, we must be like two keys in a rod," Minako said sarcastically.

Garnet blinked at what she'd just heard. Sure her friend had just mangled another saying. But it had been remarkably apt. From what she could remember, it normally took two outsiders to 'awaken' a dreamer to that fact. As such, she didn't really expect her friend to believe. Not yet. The dance was starting to wind down however. And a messenger had just brought her information. As the compulsion to dance finally ended Garnet waved Minako over.

"This is an honor, the Lady wants to meet you too. I'd sought an audience because she once was my master, and may be able to help now. Please, try not to embarrass me. And don't insult the Lady. That would be an extremely bad idea." She told the senshi of love.

"How bad an idea?" Minako asked, blinking at what was just said. "Wait Rei, your master?!"

Garnet replied "Please, call me Garnet. The last person I saw insult the Lady spent the rest of his life as a fly. And yes, the Lady was once my master. But that was a long time ago in another life."

"Just who is this 'lady'?" Minako asked, still blinking.

"The Lady Nox," She replied. "Her full title is 'Lady of the Eternal Night, Mother of Creation, and Bringer of The Void. She stands as a balancing power between the King and Queen. Or she did before the war. It is said the Lady is older then the universe it's self. She once told me the end and beginning come from her."

Garnet took her friend's hand and began to lead through the woods. Soon they came to a lake. The water was as black as the night sky and filled with points of light. In it's center of the lake was an island. This island held a castle built of shimmering crystal. It's spires were too tall for their narrow construction to support. Yet they didn't collapse. At the edge of the lake was a row boat.

Garnet walked over and pressed the palms of her hands against a tree stump that sat near the dock. "In the name of the Queen and King I come. This humble servant requests safe passage to the Isle for myself and my friend. May the Lady of Eternity grant her blessing."

From the stump arose two amulets. They were made of silver, with gold chains attached to them. On the amulets Minako could see a mobius strip. Within the loops of the strip were a pair of eyes. Garnet took one amulet and placed it around her neck. The other she offered to her friend.

"Do not remove this until either you are allowed to by the Lady, or we return to this shore. It will protect you while traversing the sea of ages."

The statement shocked Minako so badly that she began to shake. Her friend was treating this all like it was deadly serious. And anything that could pull her from the palace to this wood must be powerful magic.

"Lets get this show on the road," Minako said softly. In her stunned state, she forgot to mangle a saying.

The two climbed into the boat. Garnet took up the oars, and began to row. The distance seemed impossible to traverse with such a craft. To any sane observer they would have thought the trip should take years at best. Longer with the pace being set. That however was disproved rapidly by their progress. What had at first seemed an impossible to cross distance shrank with each stroke of the oars.