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Princess of the Dark Domain

Sailor Flarestar, senshi of Hell

Part 1: Origen

The events that lead to the birth of this princess, the sailor senshi of hell, Sailor Flarestar(also known as Zyana Bidwall) were long since unknown to all, but her grandfather, ZoemarkII Bidwall. But now the events were found out, thanks to a deductive search by the father, the former lord of Hell, Zhortac Bidwall. Presumiably, a month before his last fight with his rival, he found out the events of the time line that had changed with Zyana's send off. He recorded the events that were altered and now have been found. Finnaly the answers of the strangely complicated origen of Zyana Bidwall, are known.

It started just after the defeat of Jinn. The event that took place after was the total conquest of the universe by Tomar and Fighterwizard. But this time, it went a diffrent course. Just after the battle, Fighterwizard and Tomar left to recover from the damage they received from the battle. Zhortac and Shakal were assessing the damage done by the rampagous Lord of the Universe.

"Good thing you two beat him. I almost thought it impossable to be done," Shakal said, as he walked along with his allie.

Zhortac nodded, "True. But, I never thought I'd need your brothers help. I swear I'll never work with that son-of-a-bitch again," Zhortac stated, annoyingly.

Shakal shook his head, and laughed. "Your the most optimistic person I know," he commented.

The two kept going, and survayed the damage done to the surrounding area. Than Shakal was summonded by the Arch-Angel leader, Michel. Zhortac whached his commrad leave, and flew off; his lasting alliance with them seemed to be in shrouded in mystery. Mainly because he could turn against them all at any given time. After all, he had his own agendia to run.

Meenwhile, at the main palace of Crystal Tokyo, the domain of Fighterwizard and Tomar. (This is true because Fighterwizard had taken it over just before Jinn showed up.)

Tomar flopped down in the throne of the main chambers, and slammed his wooden cobra staff against the side wall. "Damn them. Damn everything. My plans can not procead with all these interfearences," he complained.

"Your plans? Your plans are worthless," Fighterwizard stated, as he came in, and stood at the window. "Your plans have failed ever since you started this whole thing to resurect your pathetic god."

Tomar glared towards his son, "You whach your mouth. Azaka is infinitly stronger than you..."

"Your both fools to continue this rejected goal of yours. You both will fail at everything." a voice said from the enterance of the room.

Fighterwizard spun around, and Tomar stood up; they were looking upon a cloaked figure. His face was covered with a brown hood, and couldn't be seen. "What are you talking about? And who are you? How dare you come into my domain with such a comment," Tomar said demandingly.

The figure laughed, and responded harshly, "I do what I want, you worn out warlock. I'am telling you the truth. I will assure that my goal is accomplished."

"I know that voice," Fighterwizard said, starring at the figure. Than he stepped back, as he was overcome with suprise. "Immpossable! You can't be him, I killed you years ago. You can't possiably be Zoemark."

"Ah, but I'am foolish boy," the figure replied. "I never really died in our battle, but it was close. However that is unimportant; what is, is that I will be able to achive my goal of making the Bidwall family, the dominating force here and everywhere else." Tomar growled, but Fighterwizard laughed.

"Your still hung up on that? What a joke. I don't see how you can possiably pull it off now. Your not as powerful as before, and your son won't do it for you."

Zoemark moved forward, and a grin could be seen on his face. "I already have a plan set in motion. Soon, I will have a suitable decendent to complete my task," he said and vanished.

"What's he talking about?" Tomar questioned.

"He's gone crazy. Zhortac wouldn't even think of having a child," Fighterwizard stated.

In deed, the plan was set into motion. Zoemark already had someone in mind; perfect for his plan, and to bare the child. The main reason he chose who he did was because she was close to one of the targets he needed gotten-rid-of. Yet, the main problem was; how would it be possiable to get them together? The biggest complications are their attitudes. For they both nearly believed the opposite gender is worthless, or a waste of space. The person that Zoemark targeted is Rei Hino, a.k.a. Sailor Mars. But the hard part was getting what he wanted, to happen. So, he began in the fastest way he could; but little did he know the greatest challange was Zhortac, since he dispised the senshi anyway.

Getting him there wasn't difficult, for he was sent to that dimention to survay any damage that might have been caused. Zhortac was looking around, and nearly bored out of his mind. "Why me? Why not Shakal? He's the one who has a thing for one of those idiots. But no, they send me; the one who hates their guts," he complained. He was flying low to the ground, and came rather close to the Hikawa Shrine, when he heard a loud screem. "Now what?" he questioned, and landed at the top of the stairway. That's when he saw a group of around thirty street punk looking guys. They had surrounded the preistess, Rei Hino. They had weapons drawn, ranging from automatic guns, and knives. Their intentions were unknown to Zhortac, but he didn't really care. This was one thing that pissed him off, disshonorable attacks by cowards. "I suppose this is the best thing that cowards like you are capeable of. Why not fight someone that out matches you all, than maybe you'll learn."

They all turned, and Rei pulled her robe up that had fallen. The punk guys all chuckled and snickered. "Look, it's a dumb guy with a death wish," one said.

"He sure dose. I guess we can divert from our other task, and handle this loser."

Zhortac glared at them, "I take it that your other task was more than an assault. You morons make me sick. I'm personally going to kill everyone of you," he said.

They all laughed, "You think that scares us?"

"No, but than again, I'm not trying to scare you," Zhortac said, putting his hands on the handle of his sword.

The men than opened fire with their guns, showering him with bullets. Zhortac deflected every bullet with ease. They than threw their guns, and ran at Zhortac; their knives ready to attack. Three blades than formed on Zhortac's left hand, and he threw a punch at one; the blades impailed themselves into the guy's skull, and split open his eyes. He than swung his sword sideways, and split three of them in half. The others began to back off, and where trembeling with fear. Zhortac looked at everyone of them, "Now for your lession: a frist hand experiance of what your going to feel for the rest of eternity. Now sample the fire that shall burn at you, as you are sent to Hell. INFERNO FLARE!" Zhortac yelled out. At the speaking of those words, a ring of fire surrounded the guys, than formed a symmbol undernieth them. The fire than shot up, like a gyuiser; burning them to a pile of worthless ash. Zhortac took his sword and put it behind his back, and it vanished. "Cowards," he stated at the ashes.

Rei stood up afterwords, and looked at Zhortac. "I didn't need your help, nor did I want it," she said rudely.

Zhortac diverted his eyes over to the preistess. "Who the hell said I did that to help you? I was wipping out a bunch of worthless cowards. If I did it to help you, I'd commit suicide."

"Well, with that attitude, it'd help me greatly," Rei replied.

Zhortac looked straight up at her, walked towards her, and looked her in the eyes. "I hope that was a joke. Otherwise, I'm going to rip your head off," he threatened.

"It was not," Rei replied, looking at him as well; showing no fear what so ever.

"Oh really? Well, than you will meet the afterlife; headless and in pain," Zhortac said.

"Not before you do, you asshole," Rei said, still sanding her ground.

Zhortac didn't reply, they just stood there starring each other down. Anger seemed to overtake them both, and they were like time bombs, ready to go off at any moment. But for some reason, it stopped. It's hard to figure out why, or what caused it; but it happened. Than the unexpected occured. No one will know who started it, or who initiated it, but what ever the case, the result was the same. They came closer and kissed each other.

Shakal walked up the steps, wondering why Zhortac was taking so long. He looked over and saw the two, engaged in a passionete moment. Shakal turned right around, and walked down the stairs, saying, "Well, that's proof enough for me; the apocolypse is truely upon us."

And that was it. Zoemark's plan had succeded, and strange as it may seem, they acctualy began a relationship at that point. It wasn't for another year that Rei told Zhortac she was concieving their child. Zoemark found out, and was pleased; he was about to get what he wanted. Than, nine months later the child was born. They both agreed to name her, Zyana Bidwall. If this time line continued, this would've been a huge turning point for Zhortac; for he changed that day. He no longer cared about ruling the universe, Hell, or anything else for that mater. He only cared about the women in front of him, and his daughter. But, the time line would not go on, for it was about to take a turn to devistation.

Zhortac came back to the shrine, after he had a meeting with Shakal and Michel. They wanted to discuss the movements of Tomar and Fighterwizard. He left early, because they were hounding him on his plans to deal with his rival. He didn't care any more about that rivalry, and told them to deal with him themselves. He walked in, as Rei was sitting down holding Zyana. "How did it go?" she asked.

"Like flowing crap," Zhortac replied, and layed his sword against the wall. "So, how's she doing?" he asked.

Rei smiled, and looked down at their child, "she's been a good girl. I think she missed you."

"Oh really?" Zhortac said, and went over and looked down at Zyana. Zyana waved her arms, and giggled softly. Zhortac picked her up, and looked over her face. He smiled at her, as she grabbed a strand of his hair. "You think your tough eh? Well, keep this up, and you will."

"Of course she will. She is our daughter," Rei said, and stood up. She leaned over and gave Zhortac a kiss, just as Zyana muttered, "Daddy."

"Did you hear that? She talked," Zhortac said happly.

Than the doors flew open, and a small breeze flew through the room. Than a cloaked figure appeared as if out of nowhere. "That's so wonderful, I'm touched. But, I'm afraid that the child must now come with me."

Zhortac and Rei turned, and faced the mysterioius figure. "Who the hell are you?" Zhortac asked.

"Our child isn't going anywhere with anyone but us," Rei said.

"Oh, but I beg to differ. See, she's mine either way. I planned everything out to get her to be born. Now, in order to continue, I need her." the figure replied.

Zhortac handed Zyana to Rei, and pointed at the stranger. "Over my dead body. I don't know who you are, but you planned nothing. This happened because we wanted it to be this way. Now get out before I break your neck, and feed you to the birds."

The figure laughed, "I highly doubt that will happen. But, your getting very annoying boy. And your no match for your father," he said, and started glowing as the wind picked up, and three hundred clear blades impailed into Zhortac and sent him to the ground. "So much for you. Now, hand over the child," Zoemark demanded.

Rei backed up, "no. You will not get her, and I'll make you pay for what you did to him."

Zoemark vanished and appeared in front of her. He grabbed her by the neck, and took Zyana. Than he lifted Rei up, and snapped and severed her neck. He let the body fall to the ground, and he threw her head through the wall. "Now, my grand-daughter, it is time for you to go back. You will not be able to achive your goal here. You will need to do it in another time, another place," Zoemark said, and placed Zyana in a basket; even as she cryed and cryed. He than waved his arms, and she vanished into a blue vortex. Zoemark also vanished, leaving the two dead corpses of the mother and father to rot inside the temple. His massacureic plan succeded.

Twenty-five years before these events occured, a battle was taking place. It happened to be in the same dimention, and location where Zyana was born. It was a struggle between the arch-rivals, Fighterwizard and Zhortac. Zhortac was seemingly achiving the upper hand on the Holy Hero, but in a desperate attampt to win, Fighterwizard focused a massave amount of electical energy, and formed his trademark spell for the first time, the Judgement Bolt. Zhortac took heavy damage from the spell, and knew he had to withdraw. As he was teleporting away, Fighterwizard fired off a Saint Beam and hit the Hell Knight; sending him hurling into the sun. But this time was diffrent, for when he was hit, a strange light appeared, and a basket fell from the spot. Fighterwizard was confused as to what happened. He went over and examinded the basket. "Man, this is defenatly new. I never kn....huh?" he said, as he saw the female baby inside. He than saw a small note attached to the side, and read it. It read:

This is Zyana, my daughter. She is a very

healthy baby, and in need of a family. For

I'am unable to care for this child. I ask any-

one who finds this to please take care of her.

She will be a good child, and needs a good

family. Whoever takes her, has my eternal

graditude.

Signed,

Zhortac Bidwall

Fighterwizard was shocked, no way this could be Zhortac's daughter. Who was the mother, and how did she get here? He didn't want anything to do with Zhortac, so he began to leave. Than he stopped, and turned around. "She's not Zhortac. She didn't do anything to no one, and leaving her here would be wrong. The least I could do is find her somewhere to live," he said. Fighterwizard took the basket and went over to a near by house, and layed the basket down. He knocked on the door and teleported away. Zyana was taken in by the family, and raised by them for many years. When she reached the age of eight, she was visited by her grandfather, in disguise. He gave her a black crystal, and told her it was her fathers. He in truth gave her the Hell Dark Star Black Crystal, the rival of the Silver Crystal. Now Zoemark's plan was truely set in motion.

Now the events that lead to the birth of Zyana Bidwall, have been told. Now, the procces begins, and Zyana Bidwall, no Sailor Flarestar, begins her life; the life that will lead up to her goal of defeating Sailor Moon, in order to achive the goal her father failed at. But, that's a diffrent part of this story.

(That ends the first part of the story of the Princess of Hell, Zyana Bidwall. I hope you enjoyed it, as much as I did writing it. I plan to do more, so keep your eyes open. Not only will I write this, I will also write my other story, "Legend of the Holy Hero." which will be about the life of Fighterwizard, Shakal, and Zhortac; as they go through have thier epic battles, and meet chalanges beyond most people. It will start out during the Heaven Hell war, where Tomar started. Than go from Fighterwizard and Shakal's early life, to the preperations for the fight with Daromegath, with the new Holy Hero, Shakal's son. I don't want to blow anything on that, so I won't. You can find info on any of my charactors at my web site, http://www.angelfire.com/rpg/CrossoverDilimea/. If you have any questions about them, me, or anything else, you are welcome to email me at, Shakal@Anime-genesis.com, or Daromegath@Hotmail.com. I would also like to point out that anything to do with, Shakal, Zhortac, Tomar, Fighterwizard, Azaka, Jinn, Saphketh, the Heaven Hell War, ZoemarkII, Daromegath, and such with them are all copyright, me! Any thing that is obviasly not mine, or part of them, are copyright to their respective owners. So, don't give me any shit, ok.)