Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ BSSM Silver ❯ Alpha ( Prologue )

Kagura: OI MINNA-SAN! IT IS US! WE HAVE EDITED SEVERELY!

Umi: *sigh* Kagura-chan, lose the caps lock key, for once.

Kagura: Anno...*cough* gomen nasai, Mi-chan. Anyway! we're back and better than ever, dudes! An all new p.o.v. , because we thought the other one really sucked. We be starting in the Silver Millennium yo!

Umi: ......

Kagura: Nani? We are...and it was your idea, Mi-chan!

Umi: Hai, hai...so I get to do the disclaimer then, ne?

Kagura: *nods solemnly*

Umi: ahem...we don't own Sailor Moon, period...we're poor...we wished we owned it, but we don't. so if anyone tries to sue us I'd like to see you try...we have no money....

Alpha- The Beginning...

Prologue

Kakyuu-hime inclined her head, slowly, calculatingly. Her red-brown eyes glistened coldly in the golden darkness, the throne room of she who ruled the Galaxy with an iron scepter; Her Queen and soul bonded, and half mother to her unborn daughter, a child of magic which was growing steadily inside her womb. It was a business like affair: the two had decided to create something great, far more powerful than that ridiculous Moon family. This girl would not need a gem to protect herself or channel her powers. This girl would be a goddess.

But now, they were considering what to do about the girls half brother, son to Galaxia and heir to the throne of the galaxy. Gabriel was now nearing five years of age, and his training was building him up to be a skilled warrior, even in these tender years. What should he be to this child when it was born? Lover, brother, inferior, or general? They must decide this now.

"I have decided I would like her to live here, with me. She will be brought up as a great warrior, skilled in magic and weaponry. I can offer her many opportunities and it will keep her close to Gabriel. It is the best for her, Kakyuu-hime. Surely, you must agree."

It was obvious that she did not, for Kakyuu shook her head, glaring angrily at the golden senshi. "I will keep her, bring her up as a lady. My senshi will take care of her training. And as to Gabriel..."

The door at the side of the room inched open slightly, quietly. Galaxia turned her gaze toward it, smiled indulgently and beckoned the intruder forward. Running through the portal, the young Gabriel sped to Galaxia's side, skidding to his knees before her and leaning his cheek against her golden shin guard. Galaxia looked down on him lovingly, stroked his fine golden hair. "As to Gabriel?"

Kakyuu grimaced at the boy and spoke down to him, though the statement was directed to his mother. "As to Gabriel, I don't want him anywhere near Kagura."

"Kagura?"

"Kagura," Kakyuu murmured, stroking her belly hidden beneath the long white dress. The tiny child kicked at her and Kakyuu cooed softly. "God music. A fitting name for my daughter. My beautiful daughter."

"So that's the way it is..."

The princess looked up and a small smile crossed her thin red mouth. "Indeed. I'm not naming her after some warrior you deem worthy. She will be named after my ancestors and brought up as a lady in my court. If Gabriel wishes to visit occasionally, then so be it." Kakyuu turned to leave, then looked over, her red hair falling like blood over her shoulder. The icy tone that came from her was frightening and unexpected, "She is mine Galaxia-sama, I carry her, and she is mine. No other shall hold her and none other than she shall command herself. Understood?"

A bored look came over the Queen's face as she continued to stroke her son's hair. "Hai. It shall be as you say. But know this: she will attend my court on her thirteenth birthday, as it is my right to see my daughter. She will be given the present that I have promised."

Kakyuu nodded curtly, then held her hand over her head, summoning a golden-green glow to envelop her. Within moments, she had disappeared, the soft scent of olives the only trace of her visit.

"Sayonara, Kinmoku no Kakyuu-hime."

* * *

Ami-hime strolled down the corridor, dragging her younger sister after her, the young Umi finding it hard to keep up with her short legs. They were nearly twins at this young age, Ami being seven, Umi being five, but there were still definite differences. Ami's face was soft and round, while Umi had received their mothers sharper features and icy blue aura. "Keep up," Ami growled, clenching Umi's hand so tightly it began to bleed.

The young girl stopped and yanked her hand from Ami's grasp. "I can walk on my own!"

"I'm not going to be beaten because you were toddling along." She grabbed for Umi's hand, but the small girl smacked her Nee-san away, grabbing for the small dagger at her waist.

"Keep your hands away from me, Nee-san," Umi snarled, drawing the little metal blade. For such a young girl, Umi was quite eloquent with her words; and for such a young girl, she knew how to let a weapon do the talking. She was not afraid of anyone.

"Imouto-san...We're going to be late!" Ami was once again getting frustrated with her younger sister and as always there was a hint of envy in the older girl's voice. To Umi it was common knowledge that Ami resented everything about her, and that as they got older, it was starting to show itself more and more.

"I don't care! You hurt my hand!"

"So? You'll get it healed later." Ami rolled her eyes, "Now come on!"

"Iie! You don't care about anyone but yourself Nee-san! Think of me for once!" Tears pricked Umi's eyes; the one thing Umi could not understand was why she was so despised by Ami. What had she ever done?

Ami walked toward her sister and pinned her to the wall, "Come. On."

Umi took one more look at her bleeding hand and sighed, resigning herself, "Hai, Nee-san..."

Ami grabbed Umi's hand once again and resumed dragging her down the hall.

* * *

(many years in the future)

Silence. All was silence, not a sound, nor a breath. Light ceased to exist in this place, this place of darkness; yet it was full of a luminous presence. It was the birthing place of all stars, the homeland of the planets of the senshi: the very womb of the galaxy. Guarded by Scorpio, the ruler of this shadowy realm, apprentice to Death and some might say his lover. But now, she sat alone, in darkness and in light that did not exist; sealed away for all of time for releasing chaos into the universe and causing all of the senshi to war. That beautiful, shining Queen had done this to her, with her little silver bauble. Who needed such powerful jewelry anyway? Surely they could do better than that...but then again she was sealed away by that little gem...

The space around her rippled gently, stirring her from her musings. She watched it for a moment and when it did not appear again, she ignored it...until it began to ripple around her feet. It continued to do so until the ripples began to form holes and widen, brightening into patches of light and colorful images. Scorpio stuck her face close to it, observing the people within, the bright golden room. She stopped. Golden...

"Galaxia..."

An ethereal breeze blew over her face, whipping the black strands of her hair to the side and back. "Scorpio-san..."

Scorpio smiled softly, leaning back, and looked up to see the shadowy form of a woman with golden tresses that fell to her feet. She floated before her, extending a hand. "Again, you come Chaos-sama. Do you have some other offer to make, perhaps one more humiliating than last? I should have you know I am not even fully recovered from that encounter...and Selenity-sama was too quick to notice my presence. She had her little princess with her last time, you know. I barely made it away with my dignity intact," Scorpio regarded the figure cautiously, "so why come to me now, when you know that you cannot release me without someone discovering it?"

"A simple possession, one that is impossible to detect and even more impossible to reverse or stop."

Galaxia-Chaos stepped aside and Scorpio regarded the young woman that now stood there; she was small, around five-foot-three, with fiery orange hair and golden eyes; she had a slender, delicate looking nose, and an equally slim mouth. Scorpio almost smiled as she saw no fear in her eyes, and how proud she was holding herself.

"What is your name Child?"

The girl did not smile at being addressed by the great Scorpio, in fact she was showing no emotion whatsoever, "Kagura desu."

"Kagura? That's no name for a warrior..."

Kagura's eyes narrowed, "A name means nothing... It is your actions that determine what you are."

"Quite true my dear, I'm sure we shall get along well," Scorpio smiled maliciously.

Galaxia stepped back in front of Kagura, her ethereal body shimmering, "So you agree?"

Scorpio nodded her head, "I do."

"The Pendant," Galaxia growled, pointing to the large black hexagram lying between Scorpio's bare breasts. It glimmered darkly. "You know what must be done, Scorpio."

"Hai," she murmured, handing the pendant to Galaxia somewhat reluctantly. Galaxia accepted it, drawing the sword of Chaos and watching as the string slipped down the blade. Scorpio let her fingers pull away from it, feeling an immense weight fall onto her shoulders. That pendant was what had kept her prisoner so many years, yet it harbored all of her power and might. Without it, she was useless. But without a sentient form, she was also rather weak. "I hope she's strong enough to handle it's weight. It's a mighty burden."

"Some senshi would say they are strong enough to handle such a load," Kagura interjected, pushing Galaxia aside, and staring calmly at Scorpio, "but I know my weaknesses as I know my strengths. I trust no one but myself, and my own greatest enemy is myself. So you see, I am mentally and physically strong enough to carry your powers, though spiritually I believe I might mature beyond my years. Kaa-sama has explained to me that you were once the greatest senshi in the universe, even mightier than herself. But she said you released Chaos upon the other senshi, caused them to battle. Selenity-sama was angry with you wasn't she? That's why you're here, isn't it? Greatest senshi indeed..."

Scorpio's eyes blazed and her body uncoiled, allowing her misty body to grow to it's full height, making her tower over the girl. Shadowy wings extended from her back, stretching and flexing themselves. "I AM the greatest senshi, will always be so. And think on this girl, you will inherit all of my energy, my very being. I will cease to exist and live on in you. Your power will be my power, by spirit and blood will we be connected! Do not think yourself so strong and confident, as you most assuredly do now. Think instead how your face will never change, your body will continue to appear as it does at this second, how as all around you die, you continue to live on and become stronger! I will forever be the greatest senshi and the strongest, not because I have powers beyond the comprehension of many, but because I have endured the hardships of war, death, and despair! Think on that child, knowing you will never be the same once I am done with you!"

Kagura looked up into Scorpio's livid eyes, her cool golden gaze a mixture of feelings, yet one shown through it all: a childlike smile danced around in those orbs, lost in the woman the girl had too soon become. It was eerie to see a young girl was such a strange look over her face, so much pain with so much passion. "I trust you, Scorpio-sama."

"Very well," Galaxia cried, lifting her sword into the air.

The young girl watched as the hexagram came falling from the blade into her ready hands, yet she was most unprepared for the pain she was about to receive. Fire shot up Kagura's arm, pulsing through her left palm to her blood and her very soul. She watched Scorpio disappear slowly, her mouth stretched in a soundless scream, the pupils of her eyes were wiped out to be replaced by the golden iris. The orange hair flew back over her shoulders, black to orange, to black and back to orange. Scorpio was fading in the darkness around her.

* * *

Umi stood statue-like in the throne room looking up at her mother, shock written on her face, "Watashi, Okaa-sama?"

The Queen nodded her head solemnly, "Hai Umi... You are the one who shall first go to the moon as representative of Mercury."

"Demo, Okaa-sama!" Ami exclaimed, finally regaining her once lost voice, "Wouldn't a legitimate daughter be a better choice?! How could you send someone who is not of pure Mercurian blood? It's an outrage, an embarrassment to our family and position!"

The Queen regarded her jealous daughter with annoyance, "Are you saying that you are a better candidate? You, who is so clumsy with the sword? You, who uses bubbles against your attackers?"

Ami nodded her head fervently turning her head slightly to sneer at Umi, "You forget, I, who have the brains, and intelligence, and strategic advantage! Hai, Okaa-sama, better qualified than this..."

Silently considering the exclamation, the Queen turned to look at Umi. Her younger daughter stood there returning her gaze levelly, no emotion visible in her face, "And you My Daughter... what do you think?"

"I think Ami-neesan has a right to question your judgment...she was first born," Umi replied, while silently seething at her sister. But she smiled tartly, "Yet, you so wisely show us that I have performed better martially than Ami-chan. I also believe, that though she is intelligent, it is foolish to flaunt it. And so, Okaa-sama, I believe I am the most qualified for this."

Ami had had absolutely no right to be doing this to Umi, especially in front of the entire court. It wasn't her fault she was better than her sister in all things, but her sister did not care; she threw fits every time Umi was chosen for something, that she herself had been chosen for by birth alone. Like just the week before when Umi was asked to sing a song at the ball and Ami had insisted on singing as well. Umi sighed inwardly: that had been an utter disaster, because Ami could not sing a single note on key, but jealousy had won over rational thought...

"I think you're right my Dear..." the Queen said, making Umi jump slightly.

"Oro Kaa-sama?" Umi queried, blushing slightly, embarrassed.

The queen smiled gently down at Umi and Umi smiled back, "I was agreeing with you Dear. Ami has the right to question my judgment...but My decision... stands." The Queen grabbed the pendant around her neck as it suddenly flared into life-an indicator of some large power being released, some anomaly.

Both girls, unaware, replied one of them happy, the other angry. "Hai."

* * *

Kagura was hunched over in pain, clutching her left palm to her breast and crying softly. The guests who had attended this party, now drew away from the thirteen year old girl, lines of laughter etching amused crevices into their faces. She sat, huddled in the center of the floor, her white gown ripped, torn, and bloodied from her frantic attempts to rid her hand of this mark, this aberration. It burned, stung, shredded the flesh of her hand with bloody gashes, connecting in the shape of the hexagram. Yet this pain was trivial when compared to the pain of her heart, where Scorpio's soul had immediately found eternal refuge, leaving her mark upon the skin above Kagura's left breast. The mark of Scorpio, a traitor and powerful enemy.

Galaxia bent down over her daughter, smiling, and murmured loud enough so that all might hear, "Daijobu, Kagura-chan?"

"D-daijobu..." Kagura breathed in sharply, her lungs feeling strained and useless. "Daijobu desu...Dame!" The young girl slammed her forehead into her hands, desperately attempting to cast out something within her mind. A madness seemed to have come over her.

"Kagura-chan," Gabriel knelt down to her level, now a man of twenty-t, handsome as a god. He grabbed her hand and stroked it gently and Kagura's weeping subsided. She looked up, terror written in her eyes, and he smiled softly. "It's to bed for you, Kagura-chan."

She nodded dumbly and allowed him to haul her to her feet, blushing as she gathered up the sides of her torn gown and curtsied to all of the guests. "Arigato gozaimasu..." she whispered to her feet, walking away hurriedly and accompanied by Gabriel. Turning a corner, and another, and finally another, they found themselves outside Kagura's bedroom, with it's tall silver door and topaz insets.

Gabriel grabbed her right hand, drawing it to his lips, kissing every fingertip with absolute gentility and passion. She watched him with a detached expression, halfway to giving in to his advances, almost ready to reject him. He drew up her left hand, looking at the fading red mark of the hexagram, and traced a path of lines across her finger. "Such beautiful hands, Kagura-chan," he said hushedly, leaning his head forward to kiss the center of her palm. "Would that it were not marred by this..."

"It's-I like it, Nii-san. It's still a beautiful hand," she interjected, smiling up at his towering form. "It doesn't change me or anything else that has to do with me."

Reaching forward, he pushed aside the low cut fabric of her bodice and caressed the area just above her left breast. The mark of Scorpio remained, unchanged, a dark mark upon her pale skin. "What of this?" he asked, sliding his hand further into the top of her dress, stroking her soft flesh. "Does this change you at all?"

Kagura shivered at his touch, but felt unable to resist it. She ran her right hand over his chest, softly. "Only one thing can change me now, Gabriel."

Gabriel leaned fully into her small body, pressing her against the door, lifting her in his arms, kissing her small mouth with unhindered lust. "I love you," he rasped. "I want..."

Her only response was to push open her door with one hand and hold him to her with the other, as he shoved her into the room, pulling away his clothes and ripping hers even more in his animalistic advances.

* * *

Kagura: Oh a splendid start! Gabriel turned out hornier than I had expected!

Umi: *shakes head @ Kagura*

Kagura: *smiles* Sayonara!