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Perfect Chaos

 

By Montymouse

 

Chapter Nine - Truth and Secrets

 

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Timeline: Present Japan.

Location: Japan, Nerima District.

 

Lina Inverse awoke with a jolt. The Sorceress was sitting upright on a soft futon. Beads of sweat clearly evident on her forehead. Her long red hair was tousled and she was breathing hard. Her eyes darted around in slight panic and confusion.

 

“Lina?” a stern harsh voice sounded in the darkness. Lina turned her head towards the source of the voice.

 

“Are you . . .” the voice paused, “Is there anything I can do for you? Is your sister haunting you again in your dreams?”

 

Lina shot him a dark look before sighing. Although she was petrified of her sister, Luna Inverse, it wasn't the case. It was something completely different and it scared her. Lifting her head up, she looked to her left at the far end of the room and recognises the familiar presence of her companion, Zelgadis Greywords. He was a skilled mercenary by trade and was very difficult to kill due to the fact he was cursed to become a chimera made of rock, golem, blue demon and human by Rezo the Red Priest.

 

“No, Zel,” she replied eventually. “Just a bad dream . . . damn, it was only a dream but it was so real and vivid. I actually felt that I was going to die . . .”

 

Lina shook her head and hutched over slightly; clutching her forehead as her long loose hair covered her face entirely much to Lina's chagrin. She wasn't used to the recent changes to her physical shape and appearance.

 

“No, it was just a dream.” She admitted and smirked at her companion.

 

Zelgadis was sat cross-legged and had his back against the wall. His crafted sword was rested across his lap. Zelgadis took a second or so to study her. It was clear to him that she was trying to convince herself than him that it was only a dream. To get that reaction out of her must have been very interesting, he thought quietly. He was still brewing over that fact for letting the brown haired girl tricking them into eating that pancake dish . . . what did she call it? Ah, yes, an Okonomiyaki, whatever was in that dish must have been powerful sedative to knock them out into a deep slumber. He vowed that girl and her tricks wouldn't fool him again.

 

A moment passed between them.

 

“If I may . . . what sort of dream did you have?” Zelgadis broke the silence.

 

Lina immediately first thought to refuse to answer his question but decide to go ahead, perhaps it would help her clear her mind to get off her chest, she thought.

 

“Very well, Zel.” She looked out through the window before turning her attention at Zelgadis. “It was a strange one . . . I mean it involved you, me, Gourry and Amelia. We were all making out way through the underground crystal labyrinth towards the Black Tower.”

 

`Black Tower?' thought Zelgadis. He was familiar with the name but couldn't confirm it, as there was thousands of references to that particular name. Zelgadis said nothing and nodded as Lina continued explaining her dream.

 

“Apparently you, Zel . . .” Zelgadis raised an eyebrow. “You suggested that we take a special shortcut you knew that should take round the side of labyrinth. Several hours later of trekking through all sorts of traps and pitfalls, we were within reach of our destination as we could see the dark spire of the Black Tower piecing the sky. We were close, very close.”

 

“So what happen next?” Zelgadis inquired.

 

“Hmm . . . the path led under a precarious overhang. I can remember looking up at the overhang as we walked directly beneath it. The jagged rock spirals looked like the teeth of an ancient earth dragon and we were simply strolling along its tongue. We continued on for a few hours until we reach a long stone bridge over a vast chasm.”

 

Lina closed her eyes as if she was picturing the next few events.

 

“We were all stood on the edge of the chasm, I remember Gourry picking up a pebble and tossing it into the foggy abyss. We never did hear the sound of the pebble hitting rock bottom as we began to cross the bridge. Ahead on the far side of the chasm was the hidden cavern entrance that led directly into the Black Tower.”

 

Zelgadis notice her breathing went at a slower pace. Her expression was of concentration.

 

“We were roughly half across the bridge when suddenly out of nowhere there was a white haired woman stood before us. She warned us to turn back or face the consequences.”

 

“What did this woman look like? Was she powerful?” Zelgadis decide to inquire into this stranger.

 

Lina had a pained expression on her face as if she was having a hard time picturing the woman from her dream.

 

“Err . . . she was definitely powerful, Zel. Her skin was black as ebony. Her eyes were brilliant blue She was dressed in strange wizard garb and robe. She had in one hand a rune carved silver staff and a glowing long sword in the other.”

 

Zelgadis had no clue on the person Lina was describing and judging by her expression, she had no clue either. Strangely Zelgadis couldn't help but look deeply into her eyes.

 

“Zel, stop that! You are freaking me out!” Lina picked up a small round pillow and threw at him.

 

Zelgadis blinked as the pillow slid down his face. He suddenly realised he was staring at her longer than he should have.

 

“Sorry Lina,” he said quietly. “I couldn't help but notice the colour of your eyes. They used to be red but now . . . they are completely blue also it not the only thing that's changed. You're . . .”

 

“Zelgadis . . . Say another word and I will roast you alive,” Lina warned him.

 

Zelgadis stopped to heed her warning and wisely worded what he going to say.

 

“I thought you would be happy.” Zelgadis said in low voice.

 

“Oh shut up!” Lina said and folded her arms around her considerable larger bust. “It's isn't my own body. I don't like it, someone is going to pay.”

 

“Why not? I wouldn't you like someone to call you cute and busty rather that flat-chested, brainless, breastless sorceress”

 

Zelgadis suddenly realised his mistake and shielded himself as best he could. Knowing that if he were to survive, this room along with entire building would go up in flames in seconds.

 

Lina snapped and stood up and cupped her hands together as spark of light suddenly appeared.

 

"Oh, source of all power, light which burns beyond crimson, let thy power gather in my hand. FIREBALL!"

 

Then nothing happened, the spark was gone . . . Zelgadis sported a large sweat drop whilst Lina had a serious expression of confusion. She repeated the same spell over and over again to no avail. Zelgadis on the other hand was now, curious. Perhaps the curse of her new body had prevented her from using any of her Shamanism fire magic.

 

“Dammit! Now I'm can't use my magic!” Lina wailed.

 

Zelgadis shook his head at her slightly childish antics. Although he was appeared to emotionless but deep down he was actually relieved not to roasted but then again it would mean her effectiveness in a fight would mean they would be in pickle if they were against some powerful opponent.

 

“Lina, will you just calm down, I'm sure it is only temporary . . . ”

 

`I think,' thought Zelgadis. Lina soon calmed down and sat down back on the futon.

 

Zelgadis took a deep breath and breathed out slowly. “Lina . . . please continued with your dream if you can.”

 

Lina scratched her head, trying to recall more about the dream. “Err . . . let me think.”

 

Zelgadis was wondering whether asking her about his dream had been such a good idea after all. Something about what she said was bothering him. He didn't understand why but it bothered him.

 

“Hmm, Zel . . . I remember there was a sense of great urgency to get to the Black Tower but I don't know why. Anyway we ignored the Priestess and tried to rush her before she could stop us then . . .” Lina shivered at the thought.

 

“Then what?” prodded Zelgadis.

 

“All hell broke loose . . . Amelia was the first to go went down with lightning strike. You fell to knee as a magic bolt tore through your knee and was then flung back across the other side of the chasm by some invisible fist . . .”

 

`She must be pretty powerful to take me out,' thought Zelgadis seriously.

 

“Gourry managed to take her in hand to hand combat with his Sword of Light. I thought for sure that she would be defeated or at least provide a distraction for me to cast a spell at her. I mean she seemed like a Priestess and they are no renown for their swordsmanship.”

 

“Let me guess . . . you underestimated her, didn't you.” Zelgadis assumed.

 

Lina nodded. “Gourry went the same way as you did, she was good . . . Very good.”

 

“She looked at me with a sad expression and teleported right in front of me, right before I could react. As soon as she touched my forehead, I suddenly received an explosion of colour and image flood through my mind. That was when I woke up.”

 

“Sounds like you had a terrible dream, but that's all it was I suppose, a dream.” Zelgadis tried to reassure her.

 

“Are you sure?” Lina looked at him with slight suspicion. Zelgadis nodded.

 

“We better get out of here before she comes back. We don't know what she wants with us but I am not waiting around to find out.” He said and got up to feet, buckling the sword to his waist and throwing on his hooded cloak.

 

Lina did the same and gathered her things from the chair. Lina looked at him to see if he was ready.

 

“Good idea, Zel . . . We better finds out more about this weird place as much as we can, perhaps there might be some food or treasure about.”

 

Zelgadis paused and nodded. “You're body might change but your mind hasn't changed the slightest.” Lina chuckled.

 

“Why didn't you wake me up earlier?” Lina asked.

 

Zelgadis shrugged. “Don't know . . . either way you would have tried to roast me alive.”

 

Lina paused for a moment and grinned. “Where now, Zel?” she asked.

 

“How should I know?” Zelgadis replied.

 

Location: Undefined, a realm outside time and space.

 

The tide had indeed been turning but was it too late to affect the outcome. A new force had entered the battle but was it too little too late. Chaos could not have imagined what would follow when he decides to experiment with this Ranma Saotome. He could not have foreseen the dangers of opening such a Pandora Box. The strange woman whom he had met in the restricted realm had emerged from the dimensional gateway into the unsuspecting material world.

 

Chaos was convinced she was simply looking for her son. She had sought him out and opened up the gateway. He soon discovers that her powers could potentially be infinite greater than his own. Like his action of opening up a connecting gateway without adverse ill effects or drainage.

 

When he had returned back to his own realm, the events have changed whatever for the better good or evil. He learnt one thing from his experience. Their own spirit plane was devoid of things. They were masters of time and space. They were also masters of the intellectual skills. They possessed powers that were outside the understanding of mortal creatures.

 

Chaos found he was completely bored.

 

This woman he had encountered evidently wielded some power almost equal to the powerful mages in this timeline. Perhaps she would be able to teach them something if she wanted to, what would she do once she found him?

 

Chaos could only stand back and watch. There nothing he was going to do at the moment. The present and future was beginning to severely affect by the events in the pass. The consequences of these were showing and signs of change had begun.

 

Everything rested on the decision that Ranma Saotome/Ran Greystar.

 

If he knew the outcome, it wouldn't be any fun. Chaos simply lay back and watched.

 

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Timeline: Silver Millennium.

Location: Saturn, The Royal Capital.

 

Ran Greystar also known as Ranma Saotome stood in the window of the fifth floor of the west wing of the palace, watching the beautiful horizon, his youthful face etched with new lines born from his concern and worry about his future. From time to time he would glance across at the purple furnished bed in the room, where the Princess of Saturn lay sleeping. A blissful smile etched across her face. The past week or so Hotaru Tomoe was content and happy for a long time. Her mood and aura had not gone unnoticed by the royal servants and guards working within the palace. They were pleaded that the Princess was doing well and much to the relief of her mother, Queen Shonai. It sounded like Ran Greystar sudden return was like a miracle. Hotaru Tomoe was beginning to show signs that she was enjoying life rather than on sorrow and depression.

 

“Hotaru,” whispered Ranma.

 

The long window of the high room allowed the sunlight to play across her delicate features, her black ebony hair contrasting with her pale white skin enhanced her beauty further when the sun climbed out from beyond the clouds.

 

Ranma then looked out of the window, apparently counting the aged blossom trees in the royal garden below, drumming his fingers on the balcony marble rail as if he was impatient. His thoughts turned to a more serious pressing nature. It had been awhile since he last received any contact or message from the Saturn expedition or from Taris Madok. Ranma shook his head. He should be more patience and calm. He knew that if anything were to happen to him or the Saturn expedition, he would be the first to know about it. He knew enough about Taris Madok that he would leave him in the dark without proper reason.

 

Ranma subconsciously moved his hand over the crafted pommel of his Longsword that was strapped to his waist, sheathed in a black scabbard. He felt confident in using bladed weapons thanks to his training at the Saturn facilities and that his memories were now fused and much mores table, which was good but also made it very difficult to tell them apart. He felt no conflict with both set of memories but he could help feel that there was something being withheld from him, something dark and secretive. Ranma just shrugged, it would eventually be revealed to him.

 

Occasionally there and then, he would think about what was happening back in his other life, back in Nerima with the usual chaos and disorder. He would think about the people there and not forgetting the most important of them all, Akane Tendo.

 

Did he still have feeling for her? Did she have feeling for him after all he had been through?

 

He didn't know and even if she did have feeling for him, she wasn't showing the signs.

 

Maybe he was too stubborn and clueless to pick up on these signs if there were any?

 

All this thinking bought up another serious question. If there were the slimmest chance of returning back to his timeline and resuming his troubled and hectic life, would he take the opportunity? Even if it meant leaving Hotaru side forever to do, would he do that to her.

 

Ranma was about to put some serious thought in that question. He happened to turn towards the bed. His answer was staring back at him. She was wide wake now and smiled when she made eye contract. She slowly got out of her bed and wrapped the bed blanket around her body and held it tightly across her chest. She softly walked over towards him and stop just short before him. Impulsively she took his hand in her and, after a moment's hesitation; he relaxed his fingers, so that they linked lightly through her. It was a curiously affectionate gesture from a man, whose whole persona radiated hardness and efficiency, but it comforted him and he allowed himself to relax.

 

Hotaru then slightly leaned into his side and cuddled his arm sighing contentedly. She had a friend, a protector and a lover, what more could she possibly asks for.

 

“Ran,” she said softly.

 

“Yes, Hotaru,” he responded.

 

“What are thinking right now?” she asked.

 

“My future,” Ranma replied honestly.

 

“Oh, what about you're future?” She yawed cutely.

 

Ranma took a short deep breath. Should he tell the truth about what he knows or should he protect her from the threats that are to come, he thought.

 

“Hotaru, there might be time when I might not there for you always. I might be assigned to duties or missions that require me to be away from you for periods of time. For the time being, I am assigned to be your protector but remember we will be together in the heart and soul. You must understand we have a duty to . . .”

 

“Ran, I know someone is out trying to kill you so do not deny it,” she said abruptly.

 

Ranma was slightly startled by her statement. He then looked at her and saw something in her eyes. Her facial feature and body language took on a serious expression that was more suited the Senshi of the Silence than Princess of Saturn. It was just like the time when he first met her.

 

“Until we find out who that person is, you need someone to guard you. And I wouldn't be so cocky or skilled about how tough you are, Ran Greystar . . . because I reckon I could break you in half if I really wanted to.”

 

“Hotaru . . .” Ranma said unsure about himself.

 

Hotaru simply stared straight out of the balcony window.

 

“So please do not treat me like some sort of airhead clumsy Princess who has no clue on what really goes on beyond the walls of this palace. The fact is that I don't think I need your protection. I've survived for so long without you or anyone to help me.” Hotaru said with a steel edge in her tone of voice.

 

After what seemed a very long time, Hotaru breathed out slowly and looked up at him and saw the shock expression on Ranma's face. Within a second her merciless expression and aura softened and took on a more regretful look.

 

“I'm sorry, Ran,” she immediately clamped onto his arm tightly. She was afraid that she might have pushed him away by her sudden cold words.

 

“I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said . . .” she began to say and buried into his arm, tears forming in corners of her eyes.

 

Hotaru felt her tears brushed away by Ranma's index finger and look slightly with hope in her heart.

 

Ranma mentally kicked himself, he should have known better; this wasn't Akane Tendo he was dealing with. This was someone he could rely upon as a partner rather than a burden. She far capable than any warrior he had ever met despite what father had tried to instil into him about the weakness of women.

 

“Ran,” she hoped as she disentangled from his arm and took a step back.

 

“Hotaru,” Ranma said softly. “I should be the one to apologise. I should have known better not to have underestimated you.” He began to say in earnest. “You are far skilled than anyone I had fought before, and believe when I see talented young warrior, I know it.” Ranma said honestly and from the bottom of his heart.

 

“I am a fool. I'm sorry,” Ranma bowed his head lowly. “Please no more tears, just you're smile is more than enough for me.”

 

“I am honoured to have you as my protector, Princess, and to have you in life,” Ranma added, his head remained bowed.

 

A split moment passed and Ranma was worried that he might have offended her but did raise his eyes up at her. His moment of worry and concern was soon answered when he almost lost his balance when she immediately glomp onto him tightly. Ranma felt the air in his lungs escaped in that moment. It also made him wonder if she was the one who set the particular trend in Amazon vice like glomping, they were in the past so it was that far a long shot, Ranma thought to himself.

 

“Ran,” she cried happily. Ranma suddenly found himself holding on the blanket that was wrapped around her naked body.

 

“I'm glad you understand me,” Hotaru whispered under her breath, she wasn't going to lose him no matter what the cost. Ranma heard her and wrapped his arms around her and gently guided her away from the balcony window and away from prying eyes.

 

“At least I don't have to worry about you now constantly,” Ranma whispered. Hotaru was lost in the blissful moment of happiness to be puzzled by his statement.

 

Hotaru let her eyes close momentarily. She was hungry for the attention and security of someone she could completely trust. For the first time in her life she was now looking forward to the future as long as Ran was in her life.

 

Ranma had his answer now. His feeling for her was felt right.

 

Location: Deep Space, the `Rebellion' Base of Operations.

 

“I told you once before. We're already at war.” A long dark haired woman in a studded spiked inlaid outfit walked along the metallic causeway.

 

A mysterious woman was walked beside her. Her hood shrouded her entire face and magical enchantments to prevent her identify seen. The only clue to her identity was the rune etched platinum ring on her right finger.

 

“Yes, sister, you are especially with your little incident. You have been causing a lot of trouble within the outer colonies. But `we' have known the political game for many long years under iron rule of that tyrant Queen Serenity.”

 

“If you and Metallia succeed in the corrupting and mobilising the Earth forces in a war against the Moon Kingdom, you can expect our support. Our armies must mount simultaneously strikes against other planetary kingdoms. Saturn is sure to be among the first. It's better to attack now than to suffer her wraith of the silence later.” She stated carefully.

 

“You're probably right, sister,” she said with a shrug. “I just wish that your weren't indeed. What would they say about your presence amongst the rebellion?”

 

“That has nothing for you to be concern about, Beryl. As long as the preparations are complete. I will uphold my end of the deal.” She said calmly.

 

“What about the Time Witch?” Beryl snared, knowing that all their carefully laid plans could fall through if she informs Serenity of their impending invasion.

 

The mysterious woman laughed. “Don't fret about the Senshi of Time, she is already been taken care of, she might even prove to the key player in our plan to destroy our enemies.”

 

Beryl glared at her, not completely trusting her in her methods. “Are you sure?”

 

“It's been taken care of, Sister. We have nothing to fear from her. Our main concern is the Saturn Defence Force and Commander Taris Madok, they poses the threat to our force. Unlike the other planetary kingdoms forces who are weak and incompetent. They rely on the Moon and Earth forces to support them. The Saturnian's Military High Command are wary of everyone.” The mysterious woman pointed out.

 

Beryl simply shrugged off the point.

 

“Without strong leadership, the Saturn Military Defence forces will fall, it just matter of how long they managed to hold out against us.” She chuckled at the plan she had laid out for him.

 

She imagined the way Taris Madok would feel if, as a citizen of Saturn, he were to find himself press-ganged into some remote war while his homeworld was attacked. Although of course he knew that it wasn't a war that could remain remote forever, his attention would not be entirely focused on rebellion, sooner or later word would get out to him about the impending invasion. If Saturn fell to Dark Kingdom forces, then the Inner Planets could not be far behind relatively quickly.

 

“Already there are agents who have infiltrated the Saturn Military High Command, it was hard and many were picked up somehow by Commander Ran Greystar.” Beryl said.

 

“Ran Greystar,” the hooded woman said. “How he managed to survive the assassination attempt is beyond me.”

 

“You have already think underestimated him twice now,” Beryl inquired. “Did you see him die or did you just imagine it?”

 

The mysterious woman didn't respond to her statement.

 

“Not saying anything? Heh, that's a first even for you,” Beryl commented in a sarcastic manner.

 

“We have more urgent manner to concern ourselves,” the mysterious woman said.

 

“I have been invited to attend the Lunar Ball for the Moon Princess. I heard that it will be their last of their fancy dance parties.”

 

Beryl said nothing.

 

Location: Achenar, Staging Post of the Alliance.

 

Achenar is a barren desert world. Not a single river breaks the monotony of its lands and it would seem a lifeless wasteland if it was for the massive colony bubbles which housed the population of the people of Achenar safely from the planet's hostile and difficult environment. Heat rises from the sands like a living thing. It shimmers and rolls over the dunes.

 

High above the atmosphere of Achenar, the Saturn Star Class Battlecruiser Prometheus slowly and carefully dropped into low orbit towards the docking space station that remained stationary over the planetary settlement colony. The Prometheus was the flagship and pride of the Saturn Orbital fleet and was now undertaking preparations for its crucial role in the taskforce organised to suppress the growing rebellion and to locate and destroy the rumoured planet killer weapon that was used to destroy the Aolave colony. Lord Commander of the Saturn Military, Taris Madok was overseer of the taskforce. He elected by the Princess of Pluto as the person most capable of handling this vital assignment much to the chagrin and displeasure of certain military officers within the alliance of the Outer Planets. As the docking mechanisms clamped onto the Prometheus within the docking station bay, refuelling and re-supply units were sent out and tended to the ship requirements.

 

Saturn Lord Commander Taris Madok, Admiral Kyle Ascot and select senior officers descended towards the planet's surface via secure short-range teleportation devices. Upon arriving on the planet's surface, Taris and Kyle were escorted towards the heart of the colony where military operations were underway. Entering the command headquarters, Taris clenched his jaw slightly as soon as he saw a certain Commander of the Neptune Taskforce, Virden Aster. He was surrounded by monitor screens and reams of data printouts in the centre of the command operation. Virden was a thin, angular, harried man who preferred to work in the shadow rather than front line work. Taris' initial reaction to him was reflected by a look of irritation as soon as he caught sight of him in the hallway. Virden straightened his posture and brush down his dark uniform.

 

“Ah, Lord Commander Madok,” he said in sharp strong tone of voice as he approach to greet them. “I was beginning to wonder when you would be turning up here, better late than never, I would say, Commander Madok.”

 

Virden nodded and shook the hand of Madok companion. “Welcome Admiral Ascot.”

 

Kyle did the same gesture in return. “General Virden.”

 

It was at this point that Virden notice the absence of Commander Greystar. A sly grin appeared across his features as he realised that he wasn't with them and it was one less thing he had to deal with from the Saturn Military command.

 

“Where is Colonel Ten'ou?” Taris inquired as he or Kyle observed there was none from the Uranus Defence force present anywhere.

 

Virden paused, his expression darkened slightly. “The Colonel is engaged with private matters. I have received word that they will be joining us shortly.”

 

Virden turned and beckoned them onwards.

 

“Come, we have much to do to destroy this so-called rebellion.” He said, relishing the challenge ahead.

 

Admiral Kyle shared an uneasy look with Taris, who moved to stand alongside the commander.

 

“He seems to be in a rush,” observed Kyle in a hush tone. “Do you think we can rely on him?”

 

“Indeed, he is,” agreed Taris. “I don't trust him to feed my dog nevertheless command a taskforce. Unfortunately by Princess of Pluto command, we are locked in this alliance until it is over.”

 

“Hmm . . . let's get this over with. The sooner we are on our way back to Saturn, the happier I will be.”

 

Taris nodded.

 

`I wonder what Ranma is doing right now,' Taris thought wondering if he made the correct decision regarding his involvement in the campaign.

 

A few hours later, two men representing Queen Shonai of Saturn were walking down after a gruelling and tiresome meeting with General Virden and elected representatives from the outer colonies.

 

“I had wished for more from the meeting, and from General Virden,” Kyle said in the dimly lit corridor of the headquarters on the planet Achenar.

 

“Three weeks of preparation isn't enough for countering this rebellion, reorganising the various fleets is enough of a headache for me. I should just count myself lucky we have been given the resources to reach this stage of the operation.” Kyle murmured to himself. “What do you think about it, Taris?”

 

Admiral Kyle Ascot looked up to his superior and old friend. For a long moment, Lord Commander Taris Madok had remained silent during the conversation. It was only when he realised that Kyle had stopped speaking that caught his attention.

 

“Sorry about that, Kyle. You didn't have my attention.” Taris said hurriedly, hoping not to offend his friend.

 

Kyle nodded understandably. He decided to inquire. “Hmm . . . I see there something on your mind, old friend. Care to share some of your thoughts?”

 

“Commander Greystar should be there by now,” Taris said.

 

Kyle raised an eyebrow at his statement before shortly gave a slight nod.

 

“Ah, yes, the Lunar Ball, in celebration of Moon Princess and the Earth Prince union. Commander Greystar and the Princess of Saturn should arrive there by now. Is that what you were referring to?”

 

Taris nodded.

 

“You worry too much, Commander Greystar is fine capable man, and I would certainly appoint him as her royal bodyguard.” Kyle commented. “Would you stop fretting over him, we have other things to concern yourself like what are we going to do with this rebellion.”

 

Taris chuckled. Kyle grinned and lightly punched him in the shoulder. They attitude suddenly change when two officers from the Neptune Defence Guard appeared around the corner. The officers quickly recognised who they were and respectfully gave them the customary salute when addressing superiors. Kyle and Taris nodded as they parted in different directions.

 

“If it bothers you so much, why not just send an encrypted transmission to him,” Kyle suggested. “I know it is appropriate for our Queen Shonai to send the Princess to attend the Lunar Ball. It would be disrespectful and lost of face it were to ignore such invitation.”

 

“Perhaps, I realised that, but . . .” Taris sighed. “You are right. I shouldn't be worried about Commander Greystar.”

 

“We are sworn to duty and we take each duty as it comes and not question it. To protect, to defend and to take pride in our duties,” Kyle recited the oath that he and many officers like him had to memorise to heart and soul.

 

“Our duty is to protect the system,” Taris interrupted, “Our specific duty is to protect the Queendom of Saturn. Saturn is homeworld and a proud bastion of Imperial power within the planetary system.”

 

Kyle nodded. “That too, but I think that the long wise rule of Queen Serenity and her royal court will come to an end.” He added suddenly, causing Taris to take note of his comment.

 

Taris shot him a quick look and lean in closer.

 

“Be careful of what you say here, we are not in the Queendom of Saturn. The walls have ears and I would not risk if such sentiments were to reach certain individual's attention we do not wish to get involved with. I should remind you to keep to such things to yourself.”

 

“Duly noted, Lord Commander,” Kyle said and bowed his head. “But I was just . . .”

 

Kyle lifted his head and looked at him in the corner of his eye and saw that he too felt the same sentiment but had to strictly follow the rules of the game.

 

“All right then, where now?” Taris inquired, changing the topic.

 

Kyle looked to communication device. “Inspection of the ground forces then another meeting with General Virden and hopefully the Colonel Ten'ou should be there.”

 

“A busy schedule,” commented Taris.

 

Kyle just nodded and sighed.

 

Taris shook his head. “Come on, let us not waste anymore time.”

 

Location: Achenar, Lord Taris Private Quarters.

 

That night, once the duties on his schedule were done, Admiral Kyle Ascot returned back the Prometheus. Taris Madok decided to remain on the planet surface and stay in his allocated room. In the lamp lit gloom of his room provide for him. He could hear outside, officers and soldiers waited and loitered. Some talked into the night about the fore coming doom or rubbish. Others ate and drank from the local customs. He was tempted to order his men to go out and bring harsh discipline on them for showing such disrespect. The military forces of Saturn prided themselves on discipline and training and such public behaviour would bring swift penalties and punishment.

 

Eventually Taris declined to take action as it would lead to more headaches from people like General Virden which he was more enough to handle tomorrow but not now. Taris was playing a solo board in his room with a glass of liquor he managed to find amongst the local custom. Taris then got up and walked towards the door as he let himself out onto the balcony but rather than shut the door to close the noise, he had to stay outside longer than necessary with the glass in his hand. The night was warm. Silvery stars lit up the enclosed transparent dome than covered the colony. Lit by a soft amber radiance, the actual colony lurked below him.

 

`We must be on our guard at all times from now on,' Taris thought as he took a sip from his drink.

 

“Trouble is brewing, I can feel it in my soul, and I will know when it comes, when it comes.” Taris looked across the landscape to see the ground preparation finally entering into the last stage.

 

There was a low rumble in the distance. Taris was about to inquire into it when he heard a faint chime.

 

Taris took a moment to regain his composure. He headed back into his room.

 

“State your name, rank and business.” Taris demanded at the intercom at the door. His hand resting on his hand weapon like it was second nature to him. A flickering moment a familiar face appeared on the small window on the intercom.

 

The person looked directly at him before smiling revealing a perfect set of white teeth. The person then gestured to him rather than saying. Taris sighed inwards.

 

“Never mind,” said Taris and opened to the door. His hand moved away from his hand weapon.

 

He turned and walked towards a rather comfortable chair and planted himself. He looked up to see a rather curvy feminine woman entered, wearing the distinctive uniform of the Uranus Supreme Command. Her silky blond hair drifted around her shoulders as she took off her cap. Taris raised an eyebrow never understanding how on Saturn she manages to keep that amount of hair under her Colonel's Cap of hers. Although lacking the chest department, she was easy on the eye and easy become a knockout if she stopped dressing up in a tomboyish fashion; perhaps she just likes the tightness of her uniform or something. She looked around for moment. Years of training kicking in as she scanned the room once for anything out of the ordinary and once she was satisfied, Taris spoke up.

 

“What brings you here at the dead of night, Colonel Takashi Ten'ou . . . or would I be wrong in address you as the Princess of Uranus, your Majesty.” He said without a hint of sarcasm or malice.

 

Taris looked down to study the board game for a moment.

 

The woman, Colonel Ten'ou, watched him move a piece across the inlaid board. How inappropriate she thought to herself at the casualness of his behaviour he was displaying. Very much different from another officer of Saturn or any other men she had encountered. Most of them would be fawning over her like idiots or just acting macho if she made a private or public appearance. He was just being himself like he had always been.

 

Colonel Ten'ou smiled as she stood opposite end of the board game.

 

“Please call me Haruka, for the time being,” she said as she sat down in similar chair he was sitting in and took off her gloves. Taris paused and looked across at her.

 

“Very well, Haruka.” Taris replied and moved his board piece.

 

Haruka smiled. “Excellent, may I participate in your little game, Taris.” She said and was about to reach for a piece but stopped when he halted her with a look.

 

“I would prefer that you would refer me as Lord Madok or Commander Madok rather than on a first name basis.” He said firmly.

 

Haruka glare at him. Taris easily saw through her pretence.

 

“You give up your royal title easily in allowing me to address you with informal behaviour. Your behaviour just now on Saturn would frown upon unless permission is given.”

 

“But I thought I had you . . .”

 

“I did not give it. I just merely accepted yours, Haruka.” Taris said firmly and uncompromising tone. “I have earned my titles bestowed on me either through my political or military career, Haruka or do you wish to retract your earlier statement.”

 

Haruka closed her eyes briefly; allowing what he said settle in before looking up at him. Taris seemed to be preoccupied with the game he was studying but she knew that he was keeping an eye on her.

 

“I apologised for my behaviour, Lord Commander Taris Madok. Do I have your permission?” She said as she moved the furthest piece on her side to his.

 

There was a moment pause between them.

 

“Permission Granted.” Taris said as he moved own his piece. Haruka smiled.

 

“What business do you have for me?” Taris asked as he sat back in his chair. “I don't want to know if it has something to do with tomorrow's plans or General Virden.” He stated, raising his hand to cover his eyes as to sigh heavily.

 

Haruka picked up a piece as she toyed with it for a bit between her delicate fingers.

 

“It isn't about that, I can assure you?” she said softly. “It's something you shouldn't know. Fortunately for me I am in the mood to share it with you, Taris.

 

She stopped twirling the board piece. “Also I hope you would shed some light in the information I am about to give you.”

 

“Oh?” Taris said lifting his hand a bit. His interest sudden perked upon hearing her statement. His cool demurer remained steady. Appearing to be at the least interested in what she had to say.

 

Haruka smiled softly, looking directly in his for moment before placing the piece she had in her fingers on the board. There was something in her eyes that Taris had a right to be concern about.

 

“It's about Commander Ran Greystar . . .”

 

Location: Mercury, Saturn Embassy Compound.

 

Ranma Saotome stepped out of the Saturn compound into the cool evening. The crimson flow of the sunset still lingered in the horizon. The sky above him, he could just make out the planet Venus. The commander of the Saturn Defence force simply walked along the outer perimeter wall of the official resident embassy, appearing to assessing the layout and defences of the compound. In truth, Ranma simply wanted to clear his head after spending a few frustrating hours trying to obtain the necessary clearance documentation from the Mercurial authorities.

 

Ranma was wearing a long flowing purple coat beneath his military uniform. Attracted securely to his waist was a crafted Longsword and against his wishes, he was also carrying a military issued pistol for his personal use. Ranma didn't like to carry weapons likes these as he felt that he dishonouring himself. The most likely reason behind this was most like due to Genma Saotome training doctrines that have been deeply ingrained into his subconscious at an early age. Ranma would have completely refuse to carry the pistol if it wasn't for the fact the Princess of Saturn giving him a direct order to carry such a weapon on him at all times for his own protection.

 

Even at that point, he had initially wanted to protest against the direct order that is until he saw the dark determine glint in her eyes she normally reserved for her Senshi persona. Ranma knew she wasn't going to accept a NO from him. Oh well, it was a small price to pay for her peace of mind, which he would gladly do, he thought eventually.

 

Ranma was feeling a little better. He turned on his heels and started walking back towards the embassy. Along the way he had already planned in mind, several possible escape routes out of the compound if the worse case scenario was to happen. Hardly like to happen but in his experience it was better to prepare for the worse case. Looking up at the sky, he shook his head in what he was looking at. He was still adjusting to the fact that he was on a planet nearest to the sun and supported no life yet he was walking on its surface like it was a nice afternoon stroll through the park. Ranma shook his head again. According to what he could manage to recall from the science teacher back at school. THIS planet was supposed to be barren, lifeless and heavily crated due to lack of atmosphere or something like that. The planet had no moons or satellites to speak of and no substantial atmosphere to support life.

 

`There has got to be strong magic at work here. They has to be the only explanation, its either that or the people who writes about this planet are seriously misguided,' thought Ranma as the planet he was referring to was the planet Mercury.

 

Since arriving on the planet. Ranma had observed there was a flourishing ecosystem with vast lakes in the Southern Hemisphere and wild humid tropical rainforests grew in the Northern Hemisphere. It was certainly not what he was expecting then again there was a lot of things he seen that he really didn't understand. The memory flashbacks ebbed and dripped from time to time. One thing for sure, it certainly helped him fit in without looking out of place especially with the strict protocols and commands associated with his position and rank in the Saturn Military organisation.

 

Ranma recall the look of confusion and anguish on her face when he requested that he needed to go to Mercury to carry out his research. Something in the back of his mind was telling him to go there as soon as possible. He didn't have the slightest clue why he should. Nevertheless he felt it important enough for him to temporarily part ways with her.

 

Surprisingly Hotaru agreed to his sudden request and gave him the necessary documentation to go to the planetary kingdom of Mercury. The Princess of Saturn was slightly upset by the fact she couldn't come with him, as her attendance was required by Queen Serenity at the Moon Kingdom with all haste. The only condition she stated was that as soon as his research was completed, he would return to the Royal Moon Palace immediately. Ranma was relieved and happy that she trusted him enough to let him go without giving her a valid explanation or reason to why he needed to go to Mercury. He silently promised himself that he would tell her as soon as he found all the pieces he was looking for.

 

Ranma could literally feel Taris disapproval gnawing in the back of his mind. He then began to ponder about the last words of advice she said to him before they departed at the orbital spaceport.

 

“Ran, now matter what happens . . . please, whatever you do. Make sure you are never alone with the Princess of Mercury,” Ranma recites Hotaru's words, trying understand the significance her advice.

 

Ranma thought about the meaning of her advice over and over in his head. Since arriving on this planet he had made some inquiries into the Princess of this planet. For some strange reason, there was very little information or data on the Princess of Mercury and even the Saturn military intelligence and covert networks found it difficult in unearthing more. The titbits of information he managed to understand was that the Princess of Mercury was suppose to be highly intelligent, enigmatic and extremely private about her personal life. She also had an older brother and that he died some time ago. The details regarding his death were highly classified material and purged from all public records. The only way to access the confidential information was through Queen Serenity express consent. Ranma didn't have the resources or time at the moment.

 

Ranma couldn't help the feeling of unease in his gut. He was certain that the answers to his questions were locked up in his mind, out of reach for the time being. A small sigh escaped his lips, he just needed to be careful and any confrontations wit the Princess of Mercury heeding to Hotaru's words. Last time he checked she had already departed along with her royal delegates and court to the Moon kingdom so the chances of meeting her was fairly low.

 

“Grandmaster Greystar,” a sharp voice sliced through his musing.

 

Ranma was actually taken by surprise, normally his marital arts senses would have foretold him in advance but for some reason, it didn't even registered at all. He was now detecting the presence of three as they emerged out from the shadows. Ranma took a defensive stance as he studied them carefully. They were all wearing black and purple coloured armour and were all carrying magical blades concealed beneath their long cloaks. The nearest to him which he assumed must be the leader approached in confident manner whilst the other two fell in behind him. Ranma made no attempts to reach for his sword or pistol opting to see how this plays out.

 

The leader of the group stopped and flashed to him a metallic medallion bearing his rank and planetary allegiance. Ranma relaxed slightly but remained cautious. He knew who they were now. They were the Queen Knights of Saturn. Selected elite circle of warriors only answerable to Queen Shonai. They were fiercely loyal to her highness. Due to the secretive nature of the group, only a few members of the High Command of Saturn knew of their existence outside of the royal family of Saturn like himself or Taris Madok.

 

“Grandmaster Greystar, we would like to request a small audience with?” he said.

 

“Granted,” Ranma replied, curious to know what they wanted. A name popped up in his mind as soon as he took a good look at his face.

 

“Sir Kasrin of the Queen's Knights. I thought you and your knights were with the Saturn Expedition?” Ranma asked, his voice was barely audible but he heard him clearly enough.

 

Kasrin nodded respectfully at him. Ranma's response seemed to work as the other two warriors who had circled behind him sheathed their blades. He resisted the notion of breathing out a sigh of relief in case they grew suspicious of him.

 

“I had other matters to attend to, Grandmaster Greystar,” he responded.

 

Ranma sensed an immediate threat to Hotaru. “The Princess . . .”

 

Kasrin headed him before he had the chance to say another word.

 

“She is safe and unharmed,” he assured him with confidence but said no more on the matter.

 

Ranma was satisfied with his short answer and proceed on.

 

“What business does the Queen Shonai elite Knights want with me?”

 

Kasrin looked around the main compound. He then activated a small sphere device in his right hand. He took a step towards him so that he was at least a three-foot directly in front of him. The other two Knights moved back into the shadows and out of view. Ranma managed to catch a quick glance at the device in his hand and instantly recognised the device as a portable discretion field. He recalled reading such a device in a secret weapons dossier. Kasrin pressed the button on top of the sphere. Ranma heard a dull pinging sound. He felt an invisible field engulf them.

 

“We can talk in private now. I will be brief, Grandmaster Greystar.” Kasrin said.

 

Ranma nodded for him to continue. He did not quite understand what going on here but knew for damn sure that their presence was significant. He knew that Sir Kasrin of the Ochre Knights wouldn't meet in person without good reason.

 

“It has come to my attention that certain . . . rumours are being circulated. This displeases me when it concerns our Queen and his people.”

 

`What is else is new,” Ranma thought but said nothing.

 

“There have been many rumours. Most are based on nothing or without evidence. Imagine our surprise when we discovering you have return back alive and well in the arms of our beloved Princess, Grandmaster.” Kasrin paused for a moment.

 

“I take it you have completed your mission,” Kasrin stated.

 

Ranma nodded, not quite sure what he was referring to. He remembered the earliest flashback he recalls.

 

He remember going on a secret mission alone and suddenly the reality stuck him . . . the hooded men he managed to see near the hanger bay was them. The Saturn Queen's Knights He should have realised it earlier and slapped himself mentally for not realising sooner, it was like some mental block moved just enough for him to remember.

 

“Excellent,” Kasrin responded.

 

“We were afraid that something might had happened to you especially when we heard no word from you for sometime. Although everyone thought you were dead, we just assume you had underground whilst making you way back to us. An impressive feat by all means then again . . . We would expect nothing less for a warrior like you to bypass our strict controls and cordons in the Imperial Palace of Saturn.”

 

“Why are you really here, Captain Kasrin?” Ranma asked abruptly.

 

Captain Kasrin took a moment to study him.

 

“There are always dark forces that seek the advantage against our fragile alliance over the Imperial Courts. If they were to gain a foothold within this system, the consequences could be disastrous. That shall not come to pass while we stand sentinel here.”

 

Ranma said nothing as the Captain handled him a small metallic slate.

 

“This is matter for the Saturn Military Command. You, Grandmaster Greystar and only you will investigate these circumstances of which these rumours. You're the only one within Queen Shonai's circle of trust that she can depend on to carry out this assignment. She expects you to find out and if necessary eliminate them once and for good in order to preserve the future of our homeworld.”

 

“Do you understand, Grandmaster?” Kasrin asked.

 

“I believe so, Captain.” Ranma replied and quickly took the slate.

 

“You're reputation precedes you, Grandmaster Greystar. I know you will all you can to complete what she have given you.”

 

Without another word, they left him there alone in the main compound grounds. Ranma was feeling a little unsure on how to proceed with his plan now. Captain Kasrin words echoed in his mind as Ranma examined the disk. It was highly encrypted data file with the seal of the Saturn Royal Family imprinted clearly for him to see and only his high level clearance would allow him to access the files within the disk.

 

Ranma was now feeling unease at this sudden revelation and strode into the building.

 

Location: Mercury, the Great Mercurial Libraries.

 

The great doors swung inwards silently. There was a fanfare of choral voices to indicate his arrival. Ranma looked around and whistled in awe of the grandeur of the place. The air was perfumed and a gentle soothing tune was played via hidden speakers along with cascading waterfalls. On the dark marble floor were cerulean and turquoise carpets and hanging flowing curtain hung from the ceiling. Ranma took another moment to study the ancient architecture before taking a step in as he entered a high vault that was lit blue by light blue by the light falling through the stained glass orioles high above. The walls were mosaics depicting historical events that reflected the Mercurial proud traditions. Ranma couldn't help the feeling that he knew of these events even though he had no idea what they were suppose to represent.

 

Ranma quietly sighed when he looked down the seemingly endless hallway where row after row after row of shelves were stacked and filled to the brim of books, tomes, data crystals, fading scrolls and holographic imaging devices. As soon as he took two more steps into the Mercurial libraries, a young woman appeared dressed in a blue and white satin robe. The woman took a quick moment to study the guest before walking up to him.

 

“I bid you welcome to the Imperial Mercurial libraries, Lord Greystar,” The woman greeted with a pleasant smile.

 

Ranma nodded and smiled a little. The woman quickly produced a data slate from beneath her pocket and scrolled through the relevant information. In response, he quickly revealed his personal emblem of the Saturn High military to her.

 

“Hmm . . . you're royal stature and insignia you possess signifies you are invited here. The royal court of the Mercury has already been notified of your arrival.” The woman looked up at Ranma and smiled.

 

“Is there anything you require or need of assistant with, Lord Greystar?” she asked.

Ranma nodded. “Yes, I would like you to show me where you keep all of your interim records of the past three cycles regarding the political theatre and communication between the Moon Kingdom and the regional planetary Kingdoms.” Ranma inquired.

 

The female librarian took a moment to take in his request for information before swiftly turning around and beckoning him to follow.

 

“Please follow me, Lord Greystar,” She said.

 

Ranma nodded and follow the librarian through a series of corridors, archways and side stairways towards the lower levels of the Mercurial libraries. The vastness of the actual library could be clear appreciated. The Librarian clearly knew where she was going as there was indication of signs or notices showing the relevant areas of information. The only thing she had on her was that small data slate she showed earlier.

 

After a few moments, the librarian stopped and indicated towards a large alcove in the library.

 

“The information you are searching for is down there to your right. Please use any of our resources to locate the information you are searching for. Was there anything else you require, Lord Greystar?”

 

“That will be all,” Ranma shook his head and politely thanked her for her assistant. The librarian took a step back and bowed as he walked passed her.

 

As you wish, Lord Greystar.” She said.

 

By the time he looked over his shoulder she was gone like she disappeared into thin air. Ranma simply shook his head. Due to his experience in dealing with ninjas such as Sasuke Sarugature, the Kuno family's faithful retainer and servant, Ranma wasn't at all surprise by her disappearance. He then looked thoughtfully at the task that lay ahead of him. The alcove was huge by any standards. It was clear to him that the twenty-four hours wasn't going to be enough to find the answers he was searching for. It didn't mean that he wasn't going to give up. He was going to give it his best shot even if it killed him.

 

Later that day . . .

 

Sitting alone in the vast alcove of the Mercurial libraries, Ranma has lost track of time and of how many times he repeated his efforts to find some clues or titbit of information to his inquires. He had been pacing up and down the vast shelves of scrolls, data crystals and books, his brain whirling with possibilities but also on the verge of a complete overload.

 

To summarise what he found in during his time spent in the Mercurial libraries, Queen Shonai of Saturn would support any action that prevent outsider like the Dark Kingdom from harming her people. Apparently Queen Serenity of the Moon Kingdom had outline a plan to eliminate the Dark Kingdom and its supporters in early assembly. Most likely to ease the pressure on her own people and thus weathering the coming months until the wedding coronation between the Earth and the Moon. In simple terms a political marriage according to Taris Madok. Ranma returned to the desk and pause to clear his mind. The wedding coronation between the Princess of the Moon and the Prince of Earth seemed to confirm Madok assumption. It was a political marriage with only one purpose, to strength the position of power by reinforcing the bonds and loyalties between the inner planetary kingdoms whilst at the same time distancing themselves with the outer planetary kingdoms. In the mistaken belief that they were out of touch from reality and ignorant of the impending war.

 

Ranma was beginning to wonder if had a role in this game or not. For starter, he was not part of the taskforce to destroy the rebellion that was attacking the outer colonies nor was he the appointed commander in chief on Saturn. Madok made the decision had passed down the chain of command to the senior council of the Saturn High Military rather than to him. Although he didn't mind the current role as the Princess bodyguard and appointed representative of Saturn Military by Taris Madok, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was missing out on something. Ranma shook his head and refocused on what he had to do.

 

Anyway, Queen Shonai of Saturn seems to be on top of things and with the majority of the Saturn orbital fleet tackling the growing threat of open rebellion on the outer colonies. She needed to appear strong and focused. Queen Serenity and her royal court on the other hand were appearing to be disinterested in the events happening outside her realm, simply delegating the task to planetary kingdom of Pluto, most specifically the Princess of Pluto. According to the dialogue and transcripts, there seemed to be a growing resentment amongst her people and it would only take one spark to unsettle the balance of power that Serenity has tried to maintain. Of course in doing so, she had shifted the potential political fallout and pressure onto the Dark Kingdom.

 

Ranma glanced at the large stack of data slates on the table and sighed inwardly. It was going to take longer than he initially thought. He then remembered the data slate that Captain Kasrin had given him earlier at the compound. He took it out and cautiously held his thumb over the authorisation recognition seal. Ranma thought about what might be contained on the slate and was about to access the records. He suddenly realised that this might not be the best place to access highly sensitive information in an insecure place like this. There was the possibility that there might be data interceptors or data thieves operating within the Mercurial libraries. He couldn't take the chance and so he pocketed the slate.

 

Ranma pushed himself away from his desk. Directly behind him was another large table with a huge stack of books and documentation relating to the political turmoil with the inner planetary kingdoms and the numerous conspiracies and theories that was rumoured or to be in active circulation. Ranma didn't learn much. His high clearance level coupled together his memories of Ran Greystar enabled him to waddle and search through the information, carefully avoiding irrelevant and unreliable sources of data. He had found nothing more than the usual round of alliances, counter alliances and pact breaking between the planetary kingdoms, which confirmed Taris suspicions. It seemed to him that the only thing that kept the inner planetary kingdoms in check and the possibility of open interplanetary civil war was the Queen Serenity of the Moon Kingdom.

 

On different topic, Ranma happened to stumble across information regarding the Princess of Mercury. According to his finding, the Princess was still grieving over the death of her brother. The circumstances over his death were vague and incomplete at best which was slightly odd considering how well maintain and accurate the information logs were. Ranma was beginning to gain an understanding into why Hotaru was so hesitant perhaps even anxious of him visiting Mercury. He found out that the Princess of Mercury harbours great hatred and bitterness towards Hotaru even thought he could find no direct cause for this rancour which again was suspicious. Ranma was sure that there was a connection but due to the lack of data, he couldn't figure it out. It was like someone went out of their way to purge all relevant records of the incident . . . but who would have the authority and power to do so?

 

Ranma leaned back against his chair. A slight chuckle escaped his lips as he thought about what he was doing. Back in Nerima, he wouldn't even consider the thought of studying and research at school but here he was compiling and gather information like he was on a quest for knowledge of the universe. Ranma began to wonder about the serious changes to his personality, he was no longer the brash, eager and reckless fighter back then. He seemed to be more patience, calmer and wiser than he had thought possible. Perhaps it was due to fact he had a supporting and loving fiancée by his side, which at that point, he began to reminisce about Hotaru. He felt no deceit or mistrust between them. Truth be told, he beginning to admire her and admitted on more than one occasion that he loved her. Hotaru had always tried her best for her people and the kingdom but he knew that simply trying one's best was no good enough on their own. She should learn that the burden she carries should be shared not hidden away with him if she chooses to do so.

 

It was that point that Ranma realise the time and immediately started to gather all the information he was collected and uploading through his personal military networks via encrypted EVA lines to ensure that none of the information would be intercepted. He had roughly an hour left or so before he had to return back to the Saturn compound.

 

He was about to get up and leave via the nearest exit when he suddenly sensed a powerful cold presence closing upon his location. Pretending that he was unaware by pouring over the stacks of information around him. He was slowly prepared himself for anything. He was not going to be caught out for the second time. Sensing the cold presence approaching closer and closer. Ranma was very aware of the danger as the amount of power he or she was radiating could easily rival any of his old enemies and rivals.

 

Whomever it was that was approaching, he or she wasn't alone as he managed to distinguish two more auras, which were much weaker than the one he was sensing before. Ranma made sure he had his back facing in the general direction in order to conceal his attempt as he moved his hand and touched the tip of the pommel of his sword in anticipation.

 

“Ah, I was afraid I might have missed you. Now that you are here, would you please give me the pleasure of turning around to face me.”

 

Ranma turned around slowly to come face to face with a young woman. She was wearing a long gown of blue silk with a fur stole and an ornate headdress of platinum wire and jewels. She was almost painfully beautiful and there was sense of cunning intelligence on her perfect face. Her blue eyes showed a deep sharpness within them. Her eyes regarded him intently as she slowly studied him for a moment.

 

Ranma nodded respectfully. He immediately recognise from his research that standing before him was the Princess of Mercury. Directly behind her were the two weaker auras he sensed before, two female royal guards dressed in light body armour over the white robes and veils. Both had satin shrouds over their hand weapons and short swords. Ranma refocus his attention on the woman in front of him as she took a careful step wards him.

 

“I am Lord Ran Greystar . . .” Ranma announced.

 

“Yes, I know,” she interrupted him as she smiled softly. It was a smile that reminded him of how Nabiki Tendo would smile when she had the upper hand over him.

 

“Lord Greystar, High Commander of the Saturn Military, Grandmaster of the Shadow Techniques and . . . appointed consort to the Princess of Saturn,” she said confirming his identity. Ranma couldn't help but notice the slight change in her tone of voice when she mentioned about Hotaru.

 

Ranma knew he was in trouble as he felt a sinking feeling in the pits of his stomach. The Mercurial Princess was the last person he wanted to encounter especially when he remember Hotaru's warning and the research regarding the friction between her and Princess of Saturn.

 

“So what brings you to my domain?” she asked.

 

Location: Mercury, Spaceport.

 

The Princess of Saturn stood on the edge of the landing field of the Mercurial spaceport. It was strange, as she was supposed to be attending the royal reception at the lunar spaceport. Hotaru shivered despite the thick thermal robe she was wearing. The spaceport unlike the rest of the planet had to be kept at a certain temperature in order to function properly for reason she really didn't care or interested in.

 

Apparently on her way towards the Moon Kingdom, she was consulting her tarot cards on her present and future just to pass the time. Her power of foresight was vague at best; not as good as the Senshi of Mars or the Senshi of Pluto ability in reading the strands of time but it served her purpose on occasions. She was worried when the order of the cards she happens to read foretold her of death and destruction in the near future. Also the cards relating to her and her lover were deeply connected to these paths was something she could not ignore. Thinking that her beloved Ran might be in danger. She quickly ordered to divert from the path of destination towards Mercury as soon as possible much to the chagrin of the royal officials and advisors who stated that procedures and protocol must be followed as set out in ancient texts. Fortunately the officials were not in the position to refuse her decision especially when her pole arm weapon suddenly materialised in her hands.

 

Her breath misted in the cool air as she looked up at the crystal dome ceiling of the spaceport as she waited for the space authorities of Mercury response. She beginning to grow impatience at the long delay but kept her nerve. She needed to calm and collected if she was going to handle the situation correctly and without serious incident. She was risking a lot for just being here but something was simply screaming at her for her to be here. Mostly likely it had something to do with her Ran.

Shortly after receiving her clearance to enter the city. Hotaru and her royal retinue left the coldness of the spaceport into warmer climates.

 

The Princess of Saturn was now standing in the main central square of the city. Her royal retinue of female guards formed a protracted circle around the Princess. Weapons and blades drawn in anticipation of any potential threats or would be assassins. Even thought the Princess was quite capable of handling anything thrown at her. The royal retinue was not just there for `her' protection. They served another purpose so she wouldn't have to use her `Senshi powers' if the situation demands.

 

A female warrior approached the group and immediately converse with the appointed leader of the retinue.

 

“Have you located or received anything from Lord Greystar, Captain Sakura?” she asked after they finished their conversation.

 

The name of the leader of the retinue was Karin Sakura. She was a strong tall dark haired woman. A proficient swordswoman and well versed in military tactics. She turned around to face Hotaru and shook her head.

 

“Nothing to report, Princess,” she relayed the information given to her. “There has been no communication message from him or from the compound since her arrival.”

Hotaru nodded. “I see, as you were, Captain Sakura.”

 

The dark haired Captain saluted and started communicating with the rest of their scouting party in attempt to find the whereabouts of Ran Greystar.

 

`Ran, where are you? Please be safe.' Hotaru thought. She was beginning to grow more concern not just because of the implications of his actions here but what SHE would do to him if they met. Surely he must have know that by being here, he was playing a very dangerous game if he happens to encounter the Senshi of Mercury.

 

“Ran is in trouble! I can sense it.” Hotaru couldn't wait any longer as she walked ahead of the retinue determine to find her beloved, much to the surprise of her guards.

 

“Princess, where are you going?” Sakura shouted as she raced after her.

 

“I'm going to find and you are not going to stop me,” she warned.

 

Sakura paused and reluctantly took a step back and bowed.

 

“Princess, please allow me and some of the guards to accompany you in the interest of our representation and protection,” she pleaded.

 

Hotaru stopped to pause. She knew that Captain Sakura cared deeply for her well being and safety. Hotaru sighed when she realises her hasty action.

 

“Very well, Captain Sakura. Only you and two guards will be escorting me to the Mercurial library. Do I make myself clear?”

 

“I understand,” she said. “How do you know he will be there? I mean the Mercurial Libraries are one of many landmarks he could be visiting? Like the Royal Palace of Mercury or one of the major merchant houses that resides on this planet?”

 

Hotaru turned around and smiled. “Trust me.”

 

Location: Mercury, the Great Mercurial Libraries.

 

Ranma Saotome stood up straight as the intelligent and cunning Princess of Mercury confronted him

 

“I ask you again, what brings you to my domain?” The Princess circled him. Ranma remained facing the way he was as he answered her question.

 

“Research mainly of historical events. The Mercurial Libraries is well known in data collecting and archiving, Princess Mercury.” Ranma answered, glancing at her in the corner of his eye. She had a sceptical expression as she stopped directly in front of him.

 

“Oh really,” she said in amuse tone. “So the famous dashing Commander Ran Greystar pays us a visit. You know you are famous for your actions on Rhea Prime and Ariach and the suppression of the rebellion on Barbarus. Only Lord Taris Madok has eclipse you in the number of heroic feats and victories.”

 

Ranma arched an eyebrow. “You are well versed in my military career, Princess Mercury.”

 

“I make it my business to know everything about the people I think are important. You are one of those people who have caught my attention for quite some time, Lord Greystar,” she raised her hand pressed it gently on his right shoulder. “You see, I have conducted extensive research into you're profile and background.”

 

She smiled dangerously. “I am curious about a few subjects regarding you and only you know the answer in which I seek, so please indulge my curiosity.”

 

`Why is she telling me all of this? What is she trying to achieve through this line questioning?' thought Ranma.

 

“Very well, I will try to answer you're inquiries to the best of my knowledge, Princess Mercury.” Ranma said politely and out of royal etiquette.

 

She quickly looked around like she was searching for someone. Ranma was fairly guess who she was looking for but remain silent.

 

“Hmm . . . I just can't help notice the Princess of Saturn is not with you,” she said with a steel edge to her tone. “I would have thought she would be always right by you're side since your unexpected return, Lord Greystar,” she smiled falsely. “I guess she doesn't really love you enough I suppose. Perhaps she simply doesn't care or know how to hold onto someone considering her reputation.”

 

Ranma held his composure and tongue despite the clear insult to Hotaru's honour.

“Princess Mercury, as you know she attending the royal courts delegates, it is part of her duties as the Princess of Saturn,” Ranma answered, noticing the fierce hatred in her eyes. “I chose to be here and as her royal consort, I will defend her honour no matter what.”

 

“I see, forgive me for my choice of words if it offends you, Lord Greystar,” she replied, clearly not meaning her words.

 

The Mercurial Princess then began to circle around him again. Ranma was beginning to have his full of her superior manner and demeanour.

 

“The records concerning your origins and birth have never been made official or public in the Mercurial Libraries. You see, there is a requirement that all information regarding all high ranking political and military members are to be submitted to the Mercurial database at once.” The Mercurial Princess stopped directly behind him.

 

“This is where my curiosity about you starts. In my personal opinion information is best gathered when you get it directly from the source. You see your records only got as far as when you were just ten years old. There is nothing beyond that age, no records of your birthright, family lineage or life at that point. Why is that, Lord Greystar?” she asked softly.

 

“I'm sorry, Princess Mercury but I am unable to give out that sort of information to you freely. You will have to make a formal request to the Military High Command of Saturn in order to obtain the information you seek.” Ranma answered as formally as he could. He hoped that it would enough for her to back off. At the very least, put her off from pressing the subject.

 

The Mercurial Princess paused. Outrage tried to escape her composed expression. She contained it well, Ranma noticed as she looked towards her guards briefly before looking back at him.

 

“You must know that I hold great authority here,” She said instead, her tone harder. “I could easy make it worth your while here or I could simply make it very unpleasant if you do not tell me the information I am looking for, Lord Greystar.”

“That's enough! You stay away from him, Mizuno!”

 

The Mercurial Princess swiftly turned around upon recognising the voice. She glared venomously the moment she caught sight of the person who was standing at the archway entrance. Ranma looked past the Mercury Princess and her guards to see her looking pretty angry.

 

“Hotaru,” Ranma whispered.

 

TBC . . .

 

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Author's Notes:

 

Hopefully things will be speeding up now as we come nearer to the Moon Ball. Just to note, whatever happens in the past will reflect in the present and future. Hmm . . . just six more chapters to go to finish this off story.

 

Yes, I know I said I would focus on the present timelines but that had to put on hold for now, perhaps I will include it in the next chapter of this story . . .

 

Chapter 10 - Broken Dreams

 

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