Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ The Window Seat ❯ The White, the Gold, and the Evil ( Chapter 2 )

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The Window Seat: Chapter Two: The White, the Gold, and the Evil
Aniah

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Hi minna!

First, I must apologize on the condition of chapter one, I didn't know how bad it converted from Word to a .txt document, so gomen. One can get SO inspired when listening to Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue!

This is dedicated to...you...for reading it...

And Prince Diamond...happy birthday!
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He would remember the day always, as would the rest of the Clan. the White let the curtains of the window fall, and turned to see Rubeus standing in the doorway. "She's accepted to it," he said gravely. The Prince nodded, and the admiral left.
"Hope," he said softly. "Befitting." He knew the Gold would never accept him completely. There'd always be a place of scorn and pain for the death of Mamoru and her senshi. "So why give one up for the other?" He murmured, pouring a glass of red wine for himself. "To them both," he whispered, holding it up to the morning light.
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"Rise and shine! Big day, ya know. Gotta do your hair, and find some decent clothes..." Hope sat up slowly.
"It's...predawn!" She exclaimed to the four Ayakashi, spread around her bed. With a nod, the Green Sister began brushing her coal black hair. "I'm not doing it," Hope warned.
"Then you should've said so last night, 'cause the Prince appointed us to get you ready!" The Blue Sister pulled out a black gown that had once belonged to the Green Witch. Shoving it back into the wardrobe, the Red Sister held up a off-the-shoulder blue dress. "It works," the Blue Sister decided.
Twisting part of her hair into a circlet at the top of her head, the Purple Sister handed Hope a mirror. "It's all right," she admitted, and donned the blue dress. "This good?" The Ayakashi cheered.
"Breakfast is served," the Green Sister handed her a plate of eggs and toast. Hope nibbled a little, and they all went downstairs.
Everyone was dressed a bit nicer then usual. The Green Sister went to stand next to the Blue Prince, who was sporting a nice dress jacket. Rubeus was wearing a black shirt under his vest, and the twin thrones were empty. "Your Prince Dimando and Queen Serenity," announced the chamberlain. Applause came from the Ayakashi, the Blue, the Green, Rubeus, and the assorted guests. "Hope, daughter of Aniah the Ronanite and Rion of Kipturon."
Taking a deep breath, Hope walked the carpeted gauntlet head down, hands occupied in keeping the full skirt of the dress from the stone floor. She curtseyed to the Royal Couple, and took her place of honor on the second stair up from the floor. "Kneel, Ronanite," Dimando said firmly. She did. The Prince put his pale hand over her, and to the company and began the ritual. "Your clan name will be after the minerals, metals, or stones of Terra, where all life began. Choose a title of value."
Hope, in a voice born of royalty announced: "The banners flown at my Ronanite home, Verdonia, are violet. I therefore choose the name Amethyst re'Aniah Black Moon, because the color of the stone is dear to me."
"Do the people approve of this?" Dimando asked, and there was an answering cheer. "Rise then, Amethyst re'Aniah Black Moon, and your name is known throughout Terra and Nemesis." She stood. "Who will witness Amethyst as a clanmember?" Rubeus and the Grean Sister stepped forward, like Hope knew they would.
"I witness and give my support to her," swore the Red Admiral in his strong baritone.
"I witness and support Amethyst Black Moon," the Sister vowed. "Let her come down and hold on to us as she is marked into the clan." Regally stepping down, Hope held fast to the forearms of Rubeus and the Green Sister. Although it was painful, she did not feel the brush of Dimando's hand across her forehead.
"With this inverted black crescent, you are of the clan." Hope curtseyed to the Prince, the Sister, and Rubeus. The ceremony was over, and she was truly 'of the clan.' After an applause, the clanmembers of stature exited through a side door. Hope went to the window seat, and stared at the periwinkle sky above the distant Palais.
"And what would happen if something shook this whole place?" she murmered, turning into the Hall. The clansmen sat, and so did she. "Then, Time and Silence would take this Terra." No one heard her above the sound of glasses clinking and bad jokes about the late Endymion of Earth.
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He was the noblest, most valiant man I've ever known.
And yet when with him I did scorn upon him
His heart was warm toward me I never knew
And as I spat upon him it cooled and died
Leaving him half of what he once was
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Hope was in a library of the Citadel when she felt a presence so heavy it could only belong to one person; Time herself. Putting her book aside, she curtseyed to the Evergreen Senshi. "What brings you here?" She inquired.
"You have become one of them," she spat. "Now if you go back to your Terra they will follow you!" Standing up quickly Hope confronted Time.
"You punished me with living here eternally. I make the best of my predicaments, and you cannot be angry at this!" They bickered for two minutes, when a breeze scented with musk whipped around them both. "And it wasn't much of a sentence if I would be free of him!" She yelled, pointing at the golden entity. Whirling to see what she was pointing at, Time nearly lost her temper.
"Let me take her back, Lady, and then we will not bother this dimension again." His form more clear then the last time, Hope started to back away from Darain.
"Liar," she whispered angrily. "You wouldn't be satisfied until they came after me and you could kill them on your own terms!" Time looked from one to the other thoughtfully.
"She is right, Kipturonian. If you do not wish to be locked permanently into the time of the Salem Witch Trials I suggest you get off of this Terra." He clenched his fists, seeming to give in. In a split second Hope was in his arms and he was gone. Time, furious, followed.
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Simultaneous with the exact moment Hope left the Terran Universe, Rubeus, Dimando, and Serenity all jumped. Wine spilled on fine marble, sweat poured from glands, and tears fell from blue china eyes. Pulling on his combat boots, Rubeus teleported to the Throne Room, just as Dimando sent a mental call to his minions.
Serenity by his side, Dimando was issuing search positions when Time reappeared. The Ayakashi, Rubeus, and the Blue Prince all assumed the guard position. "I come in peace." She bowed to the Prince. "Your Amethyst, or Hope of Ronan, was stolen back to her original home by Darain of Kipturon, who I had warded all of my warpgates against."
"Who is this?" Rubeus interrupted angrily. Who would take her back? Even I know not to cross Time while she's ten feet away!
"He was her betrothed," Serenity said softly. "She hates him, he tried to mutate her into a being almost as powerful as Silence herself. The changes were to take a whole year." She paused for breath. "They put her in stasis, and I assume Time took her form from there." The wielder of the Garnet Orb nodded wistfully at the words from her former princess.
"We will go after her!" Dimando shouted, with a responding cheer. "She is one of the clan, and gave up all alliegence to the Kipturonian when she took the clan symbol!" With a nod, Time opened a portal and motioned them through, to a whole nother dimension...