Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ A New Future 1 - Things Change ❯ Goodbye Yellow Brick Road ( Chapter 3 )

This is an alternate history (both the world in general and the Senshi in particular) continuation for both Sailor Moon and Ranma 1/2, set in a world with no space exploration, personal computers, cell phones, or anything else requiring a transistor. It is labeled hentai for the opening scene only (no lemons), and X for that scene and possible graphic violence later.

This was originally published by me under the name Anduril at Anime Addventures, with the only changes being a few corrections in spelling, punctuation, and an additional explanatory sentence. If you like the beginning of my story but think I've gone off the rails, or have your own ideas for a great branch-off, or think I'm taking too long to update and want to continue the story yourself, come to Anime Addventures and join in the fun!

I claim no ownership rights to any of the works of Rumiko Takahashi or Naoko Takeuchi, or anything in the GURPS Ogre and GURPS Tales of the Solar Patrol settings published by Steve Jackson Games. Everything else is mine.

 

 

A seventeen-year-old not so Chibi Usa sighed as she gazed around Hotaru's bedroom. Maybe the timing of her return had been a little off — sure, she'd gotten to sit up half the night with Hotaru when they should have been sleeping, catching up on the past few years; and sure, the meeting where Setsuna would announce the coming of the next big threat to the Senshi was tonight (and she was really looking forward to seeing her younger mother again, not that she'd say so); and sure, she needed to sit down with Setsuna before the meeting to coordinate their stories, what they would and wouldn't say about the new enemy. Still, the meeting wasn't until that evening, the discussion with Setsuna wouldn't take all that long, and she could have had the gab-fest with Hotaru afterwards. It was too bad Diana hadn't come along, but the upcoming fight was going to be straightforward enough and wouldn't start up for awhile anyway, and she'd decided to stay home with the kittens while her past parents were visiting her present parents.

Ah, well, what's done is done, Chibi Usa thought as she walked over to the bookshelf and looked over the titles. Yup, lots of history books, no surprise there. Some physiology books, looks like she's beginning to try and enhance her healing talent, great! Still, I'll have to suggest she get some light reading, she's entirely too serious. Shrugging to herself, Chibi Usa turned toward the door and headed for the kitchen. Let's get the talk with Setsuna over, and then take a closer look at the histories. It may be old news, but there ought to be somethingthere to keep me occupied until Hotaru gets out of school.

She was just outside the kitchen when without warning the world blacked out as her head erupted with a massive spike of pain. As the pain faded away and she once again became aware of her surroundings, Chibi Usa found herself kneeling on the floor, her hands gripping the sides of her head, and a scream echoing in her ears. A scream? But I didn't ... Setsuna!

She staggered to her feet and into the kitchen to find the Senshi of Time under the table beside a knocked over chair, curled into a ball and clutching her head and moaning. Wow, Chibi Usa thought, Whatever that was, it hit Setsuna hard. I've never seen her like this before, not even the mornings after the few times Puu's gotten more than tipsy. She pulled the dark green-haired woman out from under the table, then sat down on the floor and pulled her into her lap. “Setsuna, are you all right?” she asked, then winced. Of course she's not all right! Try again. “Setsuna, do you have anything here strong enough for the pain?”

Slowly, the moaning ceased and the tall woman uncurled. “No,” she managed to croak out, “nothing on earth can help this — it isn't a physical problem.” She managed to pull herself into another chair, and Chibi Usa hurriedly poured a cup of water and placed it in front of her, then righted the chair Setsuna had knocked over and sat down and waited impatiently for Setsuna to sooth her throat.

“So if it wasn't physical, what was it?” she finally asked. “Because whatever it was hit me, too, if not as bad as it hit you.”

Setsuna's head jerked up at that, making her wince and grab at her temples for a moment. When she'd recovered, she repeated, “You felt it, too?” When Chibi Usa nodded Setsuna groaned. “What you felt was a temporal realignment. Being the Senshi of Time I was bound to get hammered regardless, but if you felt it as well it must have affected this timeline's link to Crystal Tokyo.” She sighed and slowly pulled herself to her feet, leaning on the table. “Pluto Crystal Power, Make up!” A moment later, now in the fuku uniform of a senshi, Sailor Pluto disappeared into thin air, then reappeared a few seconds later and fell back into her chair and stared at the wall with an expression of stunned wonderment on her face.

A deeply worried Chibi Usa sat patiently, waiting for Pluto to tell her what was going on, then impatiently, then when time continued to crawl by and Pluto showed no sign of even being aware of her presence finally spoke up. “Well, what did you learn?”

Pluto jerked, then looked over at her young friend. “Crystal Tokyo — it's gone!”

Chibi Usa felt the world tilt as her vision went hazy. Dimly, she heard an exclamation from Pluto, then felt herself steadied in her seat just as she was starting to slide toward the floor. As the world came back into focus for the second time that day she found herself looking into the apologetic face of the Senshi of Time, now holding her in her seat with a hug.

“I'm sorry, Small Lady, that was poorly phrased,” Pluto said and smiled comfortingly down at her young friend. “Don't worry, your home's still there and I can still get you back, though it's going to take awhile.”

“But ... but how is that possible? I-If Crystal Tokyo's gone ...” Chibi Usa stammered.

“Oh, it's not gone — it's just that this timeline doesn't go there anymore.” Then Pluto sighed and, releasing Chibi Usa, stood up and picked up the Time Staff from where it leaned against the table. “But I'm afraid an explanation, and our discussion about what to reveal about the upcoming threat, is going to have to wait — the subject of tonight's meeting has had an abrupt change, and I need to visit an old friend immediately. Make yourself at home, there's makings for sandwiches in the refrigerator.” And with that, Sailor Pluto once again vanished.

 

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Author's note: This one's a little short, but I decided to not combine the original episodes into larger chapters. The usual minimum length will be around 1500 words.