Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Children of Earth ❯ Damien's Story ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Minerva Blue 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Drama / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.12.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 231 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Drama / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.12.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 231 | Status: Completed
=============One Year Later==============
There were five advisors gathered along the table, all cloaked in their fine robes and delicate embroidery work. Endymion listened on as his father continued to discuss the matters at hand. His matters.
"No as I told you the princess of Neptune has already been spoken for Garak."
The youngest among the group looked at King Erun in confusion. His hair was a tossled sea green that reached to his bak and gathered into a ponytail. "By who?"
"By the Princess Haruka." Answered a heavy built man with rough brown hair and a thick beard, piercing dark eyes looking at Garak.
"Oh."
A third advisor spoke up, her brown eyes looking off in thought. "Perhaps Venus then?"
A fourth voice spoke up. "Indeed not. Lady Rei is the only possible choice."
"What about Princess Hotaru?"
Albion scoffed. "Barely come of age and unsuitable for the moment."
King Erun sighed. "Friends I believe we are missing the point of whose shoulders this decision rests on. Do try to consult with my son while you consult among eachother. It will be his suitoress."
Prince Endymion grinned slightly as all eyes rested on him. "Truthfully, I have no idea, none of the choices really appeals to me."
The advisors groaned in unison.
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Endymion stepped out of the room, shaking the sleep off before continueing on.
"Did they marry you off yet Endy?"
Endymion stopped, talking to the owner of the voice without bothering with a glance. "I didn't agree with any choices."
Damien smirked, leaning off against the wall. "They didn't offer the Princess?"
He smiled. "They offered several princesses."
"Oh I see." Damien leaned in closer for a good view of his brother's face. "Neither of them was Serenity." He was promptly rewarded with a slight blush. "My little brother is a hopeless case."
Endymion gave a slight grin as they walked together down the corridors. "Wasn't it father that tried to marry you off a few years earlier?."
Damien grinned. "He gave up after six months. Said I was too picky. It's not as if I'm the one whose inherited the fine duty of producing heirs."
Endymion smirked. "You really are picky Damien."
"I prefer to think of it as selective. And I can name several women that can prove otherwise."
"A bottle of wine and a bedroom doesn't exactly qualify as actual commitment."
Damien grinned. "Sure, I just prefer to commit to more then one."
"Yea, and father and mother both hate the idea of you running around like the royal playboy."
"My brother, always the gentleman."
"Seriously Damien, havn't you even considered the possibility of love?"
Damien smirked. "Thought about it, but I don't really see that happening. I'll leave the romance to my little brother."
Endymion smiled and then let out a surprised grunt as someone plowed into him, sending him to the floor. Damien smirked watching with slight amusement at the collision. The woman looked up in shock and almost fear as she got to her knees, gathering up any items she may have droped. Endymion winced rubbing his butt before trying to assist the lady. The woman had long red hair that rolled down her back in smooth curls. Her eyes her dark, nearly black in color and she wore a gown of deep royal purple, her ears, rather then rounded, were extended into a point, her face long and triangular in appearence. Frantically she tried to stuff the majority of her scattered possessions into her arms, apoligizing every three seconds. "I am so sorry, I really didn't mean it. I was in so much of a hurry. Sorry, Really sorry."
Endymion smiled, standing as he placed the last of the items into the woman's arms. "It's alright."
The woman nodded, stealing a brief look at Endymion before hurrying off in the other direction. Damien grinned. "Theres a lovely suitoress for you brother."
Endymion grinned. "Thats the new Priestess Damien."
Damien turned his head giving the woman a glance before she turned a corner. "Thats the priestess? No one said she was cute. What did you say her name was?"
"Beryl, and don't get any ideas Damien. Nobles are one thing, a priestess is entirely different. The kind of thing father would disown you for."
Damien grinned. "Give me a little credit. She's Clioshin isn't she?"
Endymion nodded. "Straight from the planet."
"Are they all that cute?"
Endymion smirked. "Half of this is to get me blushing isn't it?"
Damien grinned. "Can't always play the Serenity card My little modest brother." He opened the door to the outside and tossed a sword to Endymion before picking up his own. He walked away from the wall and turned, raising his sword in defense. Endymion followed his brother's lead, taking a fighting stance.
Endymion nodded twirling his sword before gripping it harder and charging at his brother. Damien smirked, stepping aside, still holding his sword ready in defense. "Bad move Endy. Never attack first, it's better strategy to be on defense."
Endymion raised his sword, ready to bring it down. Damien Raised his sword, blocking the attack. Again he tried at the midsection, Damien's sword meeting his own as the two locked in combat, performing as a well choreographed ballet, swords singing as steel met steel. Again thier swords locked, both trying to overpower the other. "Your putting too much in style. It's never so elegant when your life is on the line."
He pushed Endymion back and once again took a fighting stance. Carefully Endymion watched his brother, circling for an opening. Grinning Endymion attacked, swinging at Damien's legs. Damien jumped, avoiding the blow and hitting his brother on the back with the broadside of the sword. Endymion scowled attacking again, this time proceeding more furiously. They parried, thrust and wung, movements growing more fierce, more aggresive. "Your letting yourself get angry, keep a cool head Endy." Damien turned to the side, sticking his foot out so Endymion tripped. The sword sliding a few feet away as he fell flat on his face. Damien smirked, pointing his sword at his brother's throat. "Otherwise you'll lose it."
Endymion scowled. "You cheated."
Damien grinned, withdrawing his word. "Is that what you will tell your oppenents when they do that to you? There are no rules in a real swordfight Endy."
"La Smoking Bomber!"
Damien's eyes widened, he stumbled aside, tumbling onto the grass just as the attack passed through the exact point he had been standing. Endymion grabbed his sword, breathing heavily as he used it to pull himself up. Damien just stared, watching his brother. Then his face cracked into a smile and he laughed. Endymion grinned, offering a hand and helping his brother to his feet.
"Clever. Care for another go?"
Endymion grinned. "You just want a rematch."
"Bah, you just got lucky."
"Sure Damien. Tell you what, come to the Crystal Ball with me and Endia, and I'll give you your rematch."
"Is that a bribe Endy?"
"You know it is."
Damien smirked slightly. "Brother you've got a deal."
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The white Palace withen the moon Kingdom had always been elegant, but as the guests began to arrive for the crystal ball, the place appeared even more magnificent. Carraiges carried the nobles to the front gate while the lesser lords and ladies approached on foot. Even the servants had been dressed in their most elegant clothing as they waited on the new arrivals. Damien folded his arms, watching out the window off the carraige, his face maintining a serious expression.
Withen the carriage were two other people, a young girl with long brown hair put up in double odongos, wearing a strapless green and yellow gown. Endymion sat on the other side of Damien, clothed in a fine black tuxedo and top hat. Damien himself was wearing his own white tunic with gold embrodery and pants, both articles possesing gold lining on the sleeves and cuffs. Actually Damien almost seemed to be pouting. Finally the young girl across from the boys spoke.
"What is it Damien?"
Endymion grinned, glancing over at his brother. "He's never been off earth before Endia, I think he's actually scared."
This idea made Damien's two siblings laugh. Their fearless brother who had always been so confident, was actually nervous. Damien grunted, leaning back against his seat. "It's not funny. It's just nearly imposible to breath on this Moon. How do they survive?"
"Different atmospheres take time to get used to." Endymion smiled. "Don't worry, we'll make a seasoned traveller of you yet."
Damien scowled, the entire display had forced Endia into a wide grin.
The ballroom was packed and it was clear there had been an incredible turnout from all the planets. There were so many guests and Damien was sure he had caught sight of Princess Makoto. He continued to scan the room, cursing under his breath at the lack of air and how he was forced to take more labored breaths. No rematch was worth this, but if he hadn't agreed to this one appearence Damien knew either his brother or sister would find some other way to drag him off Earth, he had managed to last twenty one years without leaving the planet. Today he had finally gave into the inevitable. Damien sighed glancing to either side of him, both Endia and Endymion had taken off and disappeared into the crowd. He had no doubt where Endymion would go, he knew he would be searching for Serenity and would refuse to leave until he had at least caught a glimpse of the girl. As for Endia he had no idea where his little sister had wandered off to. He scanned the crowd and hoped to himself it hadn't been very far, either way, Damien knew it would be well past midnight before they were able to return to Earth. It would be four grueling hours until Damien was able to once again breathe proporly.
In a final acceptance of his fate the prince pulled himself off the wall and offered his hand to the wallflower next to him, a pretty blonde of brilliant green eyes. Smiling sincerly he invited a dance, an invitation which had been eagerly accepted by the girl. Maybe this wouldn't be hell after all.
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There were five advisors gathered along the table, all cloaked in their fine robes and delicate embroidery work. Endymion listened on as his father continued to discuss the matters at hand. His matters.
"No as I told you the princess of Neptune has already been spoken for Garak."
The youngest among the group looked at King Erun in confusion. His hair was a tossled sea green that reached to his bak and gathered into a ponytail. "By who?"
"By the Princess Haruka." Answered a heavy built man with rough brown hair and a thick beard, piercing dark eyes looking at Garak.
"Oh."
A third advisor spoke up, her brown eyes looking off in thought. "Perhaps Venus then?"
A fourth voice spoke up. "Indeed not. Lady Rei is the only possible choice."
"What about Princess Hotaru?"
Albion scoffed. "Barely come of age and unsuitable for the moment."
King Erun sighed. "Friends I believe we are missing the point of whose shoulders this decision rests on. Do try to consult with my son while you consult among eachother. It will be his suitoress."
Prince Endymion grinned slightly as all eyes rested on him. "Truthfully, I have no idea, none of the choices really appeals to me."
The advisors groaned in unison.
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Endymion stepped out of the room, shaking the sleep off before continueing on.
"Did they marry you off yet Endy?"
Endymion stopped, talking to the owner of the voice without bothering with a glance. "I didn't agree with any choices."
Damien smirked, leaning off against the wall. "They didn't offer the Princess?"
He smiled. "They offered several princesses."
"Oh I see." Damien leaned in closer for a good view of his brother's face. "Neither of them was Serenity." He was promptly rewarded with a slight blush. "My little brother is a hopeless case."
Endymion gave a slight grin as they walked together down the corridors. "Wasn't it father that tried to marry you off a few years earlier?."
Damien grinned. "He gave up after six months. Said I was too picky. It's not as if I'm the one whose inherited the fine duty of producing heirs."
Endymion smirked. "You really are picky Damien."
"I prefer to think of it as selective. And I can name several women that can prove otherwise."
"A bottle of wine and a bedroom doesn't exactly qualify as actual commitment."
Damien grinned. "Sure, I just prefer to commit to more then one."
"Yea, and father and mother both hate the idea of you running around like the royal playboy."
"My brother, always the gentleman."
"Seriously Damien, havn't you even considered the possibility of love?"
Damien smirked. "Thought about it, but I don't really see that happening. I'll leave the romance to my little brother."
Endymion smiled and then let out a surprised grunt as someone plowed into him, sending him to the floor. Damien smirked watching with slight amusement at the collision. The woman looked up in shock and almost fear as she got to her knees, gathering up any items she may have droped. Endymion winced rubbing his butt before trying to assist the lady. The woman had long red hair that rolled down her back in smooth curls. Her eyes her dark, nearly black in color and she wore a gown of deep royal purple, her ears, rather then rounded, were extended into a point, her face long and triangular in appearence. Frantically she tried to stuff the majority of her scattered possessions into her arms, apoligizing every three seconds. "I am so sorry, I really didn't mean it. I was in so much of a hurry. Sorry, Really sorry."
Endymion smiled, standing as he placed the last of the items into the woman's arms. "It's alright."
The woman nodded, stealing a brief look at Endymion before hurrying off in the other direction. Damien grinned. "Theres a lovely suitoress for you brother."
Endymion grinned. "Thats the new Priestess Damien."
Damien turned his head giving the woman a glance before she turned a corner. "Thats the priestess? No one said she was cute. What did you say her name was?"
"Beryl, and don't get any ideas Damien. Nobles are one thing, a priestess is entirely different. The kind of thing father would disown you for."
Damien grinned. "Give me a little credit. She's Clioshin isn't she?"
Endymion nodded. "Straight from the planet."
"Are they all that cute?"
Endymion smirked. "Half of this is to get me blushing isn't it?"
Damien grinned. "Can't always play the Serenity card My little modest brother." He opened the door to the outside and tossed a sword to Endymion before picking up his own. He walked away from the wall and turned, raising his sword in defense. Endymion followed his brother's lead, taking a fighting stance.
Endymion nodded twirling his sword before gripping it harder and charging at his brother. Damien smirked, stepping aside, still holding his sword ready in defense. "Bad move Endy. Never attack first, it's better strategy to be on defense."
Endymion raised his sword, ready to bring it down. Damien Raised his sword, blocking the attack. Again he tried at the midsection, Damien's sword meeting his own as the two locked in combat, performing as a well choreographed ballet, swords singing as steel met steel. Again thier swords locked, both trying to overpower the other. "Your putting too much in style. It's never so elegant when your life is on the line."
He pushed Endymion back and once again took a fighting stance. Carefully Endymion watched his brother, circling for an opening. Grinning Endymion attacked, swinging at Damien's legs. Damien jumped, avoiding the blow and hitting his brother on the back with the broadside of the sword. Endymion scowled attacking again, this time proceeding more furiously. They parried, thrust and wung, movements growing more fierce, more aggresive. "Your letting yourself get angry, keep a cool head Endy." Damien turned to the side, sticking his foot out so Endymion tripped. The sword sliding a few feet away as he fell flat on his face. Damien smirked, pointing his sword at his brother's throat. "Otherwise you'll lose it."
Endymion scowled. "You cheated."
Damien grinned, withdrawing his word. "Is that what you will tell your oppenents when they do that to you? There are no rules in a real swordfight Endy."
"La Smoking Bomber!"
Damien's eyes widened, he stumbled aside, tumbling onto the grass just as the attack passed through the exact point he had been standing. Endymion grabbed his sword, breathing heavily as he used it to pull himself up. Damien just stared, watching his brother. Then his face cracked into a smile and he laughed. Endymion grinned, offering a hand and helping his brother to his feet.
"Clever. Care for another go?"
Endymion grinned. "You just want a rematch."
"Bah, you just got lucky."
"Sure Damien. Tell you what, come to the Crystal Ball with me and Endia, and I'll give you your rematch."
"Is that a bribe Endy?"
"You know it is."
Damien smirked slightly. "Brother you've got a deal."
*********************************
The white Palace withen the moon Kingdom had always been elegant, but as the guests began to arrive for the crystal ball, the place appeared even more magnificent. Carraiges carried the nobles to the front gate while the lesser lords and ladies approached on foot. Even the servants had been dressed in their most elegant clothing as they waited on the new arrivals. Damien folded his arms, watching out the window off the carraige, his face maintining a serious expression.
Withen the carriage were two other people, a young girl with long brown hair put up in double odongos, wearing a strapless green and yellow gown. Endymion sat on the other side of Damien, clothed in a fine black tuxedo and top hat. Damien himself was wearing his own white tunic with gold embrodery and pants, both articles possesing gold lining on the sleeves and cuffs. Actually Damien almost seemed to be pouting. Finally the young girl across from the boys spoke.
"What is it Damien?"
Endymion grinned, glancing over at his brother. "He's never been off earth before Endia, I think he's actually scared."
This idea made Damien's two siblings laugh. Their fearless brother who had always been so confident, was actually nervous. Damien grunted, leaning back against his seat. "It's not funny. It's just nearly imposible to breath on this Moon. How do they survive?"
"Different atmospheres take time to get used to." Endymion smiled. "Don't worry, we'll make a seasoned traveller of you yet."
Damien scowled, the entire display had forced Endia into a wide grin.
The ballroom was packed and it was clear there had been an incredible turnout from all the planets. There were so many guests and Damien was sure he had caught sight of Princess Makoto. He continued to scan the room, cursing under his breath at the lack of air and how he was forced to take more labored breaths. No rematch was worth this, but if he hadn't agreed to this one appearence Damien knew either his brother or sister would find some other way to drag him off Earth, he had managed to last twenty one years without leaving the planet. Today he had finally gave into the inevitable. Damien sighed glancing to either side of him, both Endia and Endymion had taken off and disappeared into the crowd. He had no doubt where Endymion would go, he knew he would be searching for Serenity and would refuse to leave until he had at least caught a glimpse of the girl. As for Endia he had no idea where his little sister had wandered off to. He scanned the crowd and hoped to himself it hadn't been very far, either way, Damien knew it would be well past midnight before they were able to return to Earth. It would be four grueling hours until Damien was able to once again breathe proporly.
In a final acceptance of his fate the prince pulled himself off the wall and offered his hand to the wallflower next to him, a pretty blonde of brilliant green eyes. Smiling sincerly he invited a dance, an invitation which had been eagerly accepted by the girl. Maybe this wouldn't be hell after all.
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