Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Guardian of Love: The Origins ❯ Letting Go ( Chapter 11 )

Guardian of Love

The Origins

Chapter 11- Letting Go

By Angel Love

Author's notes: This chapter takes place over a course of several years. Trista has become a teenager around the age of fifteen/sixteen.

Standard disclaimers apply. I don't own Sailor Moon, the Greek Gods, or the characters that I have borrowed to fashion them after. The Guardians are mine and have been fashioned real people. Don't steal them, you may tick someone off.

In the years that followed the strange defeat of Metellia kept us rather busy. Liberating our own home solar system had proved to be the toughest of them all and took us three years to actually accomplish it. Nine planets and all their moons seemed to be rather hard to control all of the uprisings. Then another two years to find someone that would be able to be a competent ruler and at the same time a sensitive one. We found her in a young girl, about sixteen on the moon of Earth. Her name was Serenity and just by looking at her from our perches from one of the walls in the silver palace, our powers keeping us hidden from the people below, we could tell that she was going to grow into a magnificent person.

Serenity was beautiful, inside and out. Her golden hair was pulled up in two buns with streaming pigtails down to her small waist. Her blue eyes were bright with youth and expectations of the future that was bright and shining before her.

Rose sighed heavily next to me as we watched the coronation of the girl and the silver crystal, forged by a combining of powers between Rose and myself and some great craftsmanship from Hephaestus, about to be bestowed upon her.

"What's the matter?" I asked softly, turning to look at her in concern. I thought that she would be a lot happier now since we no longer had to be an active force behind the new alignment of the kingdoms in our solar system since the Silver Millennium had just begun. We would finally get a much needed rest.

She looked at me, her black eyes filled with worry. "It is an awful lot of responsibility to be placing on such a young girl."

I shrugged my shoulders. "You and I were the same age as her when we got our powers and the others were only about a year or two older. Besides, you know that she will be able to handle it; she has a shining soul that even Rosely had to remark on. Now I think we have some work to do before we can retire to being just watchers." I nodded towards where they were about to place the silver crystal in the hands of the girl about to become queen.

Rose nodded quietly, her eyes still clouded with the thought of putting such a great responsibility on a girl so young, but she didn't say anything more as the crystal was placed in the young noble's hand.

We both held up our staffs and chanted softly, binding the crystal to the girl so that no one other than her could use its full power. It was much too dangerous and if it fell into the wrong hands all of the worlds would be lost, including the immortal realms where we lived. The small stone flared brightly in her hand and her entire body began to glow brightly. Her once golden hair turned silver and flowed down onto the ground while the white dress she wore ruffled in the breeze and a golden crescent mark adorned her forehead. When she blinked open her blue eyes, suddenly filled with more wisdom than her age would suggest, everyone around her bowed low. Queen Serenity had just taken the crown and peace had finally been granted to us.

I turned to look behind me at the young girl that had become such an important part of my life. "Are you ready, Tris?"

Trista nodded slowly, her red eyes showing a wisdom that was far beyond what her years should be, but then living with immortals and Gods tend to do that to someone. Her long green hair pulled up in a half-bun-ponytail and flowed down to a little below her butt. "It will be different living among mortals," she said quietly.

It amazed me how she used to be such a hyper child and now she was a quiet teenager only a year younger than the new queen. I knew that growing up in a world with immortals and gods would make her different than most people, but I had no idea of the amount of wisdom and patience that she would possess because of it. I hated to see her go but it was now time for her to live among the people that she would protect for the rest of her life, and since she would also become immortal like us, it was bound to be a very long life. She had to know those that she would vow her life to watch over.

I wiped the tear that slid down my cheek and gave her a soft smile just as Eros appeared behind her, giving us a shrug and a sheepish smile as he tucked his wings close to his body. "I couldn't miss seeing my girl going off into the world," he said in a soft voice as he looked over at Trista. He was after all the God that raised her from a baby.

Trista gave him a smile, fighting the tears that were threatening to fall. "Do I really have to do this? I can learn all I need to from you."

Rose shook her head, hiding her own sorrow behind a soft wise smile. "No, you need to live among the mortals in order to understand them. Besides, I am sure you are bound to become close friends with some very important people."

"And we are never far away if you need us," I added, sliding my hand down her arm in a comforting gesture. "All you have to do is call out to one of us and we will come."

Trista nodded slowly before she hugged Rose first. "Thank you for everything," she whispered in my twin's black hair. She turned to Eros next and stepped into his open arms. "You will always be like a dad to me, even though you look more like my older brother now."

He chuckled softly as he fluttered his wings around her in his own way of a loving embrace, before replacing them tucked close to his back. "I will always consider you as my daughter, even if you gave me more than one headache and made Ares see red on more than one occasion."

Trista laughed softy as she stepped away from him and slowly turned to look at me, not noticing that both Eros and Rose stepped away to give her the privacy that she needed to say her goodbyes to me, since this one was bound to be the toughest of them all.

I softly wiped away the tear that escaped to slide down her pretty cheek. She looked and acted so much like Rose that it was almost hard to believe that we didn't actually grow up together. If I closed my eyes I could still see the little girl that she used to be, feel the way that her small body snuggled against mine when she climbed in bed with me each night until she was about ten, but then she had done it the night before, not saying a word but I knew she wanted to recapture the lost moments before they were gone forever. "Don't cry, Tris. I promise that everything is going to be fine."

She nodded at me while sniffling then throwing her arms around me and whispering a rushed goodbye before running off, saving me from holding it together completely.

I felt the comforting arms of Eros as we watched as Trista sat on the edge of one of the trinkling fountains, looking so completely lost. For the first time she was alone without anyone around that knew her. And for the first time there was nothing that I could do to make it better. I was now a watcher, only to step in when it was truly needed. And even if I needed her, she needed me to let go.

It wasn't even one full minute later when Serenity crossed across the courtyard and sat down next to her. She placed one small hand on Trista's and the two girls smiled at each other, the bond of friendship immediate between them. The new queen began to talk excitedly while my little sister smiled.

I heaved a sad sigh as I turned in Eros' arms and buried my face in his shoulder, letting the tears flow freely. I heard his soft soothing words and the familiar feeling of him picking me up as he and Rose opened the gates and left the moon and we headed back to the immortal realm, leaving Trista alone to forge her path on her own.

I looked around our quarters and I laid my head on Eros' chest sadly. It was going to be different and a lot quieter without Trista lighting up our lives. She may have become a quiet person the older she got but she was still a smiling face that I looked forward to seeing each day. I suddenly knew what a mother felt like when their children left and went on their own. And Trista was going to be the only way I would ever have a child, since we gave up that right when we became Guardians. My heart grieved because I now had so much love and no one to give it to.

Rose tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear, smiling at me with the soft comforting smile that I'd grown to depend on since we were just children, alone together trying to hang onto something good. "Don't worry, Angel. She will be just fine."

"I know," I sighed as Eros set me on my feet but never relinquished his hold on my waist and kept me tucked close to him, somehow knowing that I needed the comfort. "I'm just going to miss her."

Rose leaned her head on my shoulder and wrapped one arm around me right under one of Eros'. "So will I, but it isn't like we can't peek in on her and see how she is doing."

I smiled weakly at her and then up at Eros. "Thanks. I am so grateful to you both. I don't know what I would do without you."

Eros smiled and kissed my forehead while Rose blushed slightly. "Don't turn all sappy on me."

I giggled and shook my head. A new era had started and we weren't going to be as needed as we were before. I think it was going to be nice being able to relax and let the people take care of themselves for a change. I didn't like to think of how influential all of us Guardians were to time and space. I never thought that I would hate not being able to just jump in and help until much more time had past and an old enemy would resurface. Watching the ones I loved fight proved to be a cruel fate for us to look forward to.

To be continued...