DISCLAIMERS:
All canon characters are (C) 1992 - whatever year it is Naoko Takeuchi and all other related parties. The Shadow senshi are (C) Wild Nature 2006 - 2007. This is a fanfic based upon the anime version and all written work that this consists of is (C) 2006 - 2007 Wild Nature.

Chapter Eight: Oi! The French Sisters

The air was cool as the evening began to drift into the blackness of night. A decrepitated home slowly began to shine, filtering through slight rips of time to progress backwards to a elegant two-story home, a porch hugging the edges as stairs given as a opening, a warm welcome to any visitors, both old and new. The grass shone in the dimming lights, from blacken green to glistening apple green. The wind picked up and began to spin rapidly into a individual torrent before drifting into a set of two.

One formed first. Eyes of light blue, chocolate brown, flawless skin, and raven hair a wavy mess. She was tall and round, a rather busty woman with wider hips and strong legs and arms. She was momentarily nude before being cloaked in a Juuban school uniform. She turned then to the other torrent that formed into a nearly copied version.

Also with light blue eyes, chocolate skin, and black hair, hers was flatter, neater. While the other had a far left part, she had one on the far right. Both had hair to the nape, tucked back painfully in half-ponytails but with bangs along the longer side of their parts. She was clothed in a Juuban school uniform as well before she stretched. She was less developed, more lean and weak-muscled.

The second one opened her mouth and said something in a strange tongue before noting the glare on the other’s face. She coughed noisily, flushing.

“Oh...” She tried again. “Zees is a strange world, no? Sister, whatever for shall we be doing here?”

To the human ear, they were speaking Japanese but with a very obvious accent.

“For us to fit in, we must find a cover story..” The other entered the house. Inside, everything was as if people still lived there but she came across a extremely old, ruined-looking picture. “This place is ageless... but it will do for the most part. See, they are also foreigners.” She jabbed a finger at the rather pale looking people. “Look for information, no?”

“Ai, ai..” They separated before coming together in the hall upstairs. “I have found several things in a different language,” the weaker looking one spoke finally. “It is called.. French,” She had taken a look at the dictionary of French to Japanese and visa versa.

“Then we are foreigners from France. Transfer students, so it is called.”

“Arvak..”

“Do not say that name,” the other voice came out sharply. “I am Henrietta Eliane, remember that, all right, sister?”

“Of course... um, what would I be called again?”

“Dyanna Eliane. It’s a very beautiful name.”

“I much like your name, sister.”

Henrietta, the first one to have formed, sighed at the obvious attempt to please. “Dyanna, do not try to butter me up or such. We must work together as equals.”

“I am merely the release, you are the thrust!”

Henrietta pulled the dictionary from her. “Now to learn a bit of this.. French language.”

“I thought this place was haunted!” Minako stopped in front of the sudden renovation of the house she often passed from and to school. “But maybe I just wasn’t paying too much attention.”

“’ello?” Minako jumped before turning hurriedly. Dyanna smiled widely. “How do? I am Dyanna Eliane, please call me Dyanna. We, my sister and I, moved in a bit.”

“Oh.. so you did all this?”

Dyanna tilted her slightly. “Oh? Yes, we have returned the house to it’s once glorious form.”

Minako blinked. “So where are you from?”

“My sister and I are from France.”

“Oh.. is your sister around?”

“I shall go get her for you..”

“No, no..” Minako reached out, chuckling nervously. “I didn’t quite mean that. You have the language down but you seem to get confused, huh?”

“I cannot do anything without my sister. She is the leader, I am the follower.”

Minako blinked. “But.. wait, so you play that game?”

“Game, it is not a game. It is how we are done.”

There was a commotion to the front door as it banged out. Henrietta came out with a garbage. She spoke loudly in a different language that Minako could barely decipher let alone understand but Dyanna smiled widely.

“Sister.. this is... a new friend,” She finished, eying Minako.

“Oh.. my name’s Aino Minako. Call me Minako,” She watched Henrietta approach and felt a tinge down her spine. She attempted to stay on her feet, despite the sudden urge to flee. By far, they weren’t threatening but together, they seemed almost impossible.

“I am very sorry to be so bothersome. I and my sister will not bother you again,” she waved to Dyanna. “Inside, now.”

“Of course!” Dyanna sent Minako a brilliant smile before she trotted into the house.

“Please forgive us for any rudeness,” Henrietta bowed smartly before also turning to leave.

“Weird.. .weird neighbors.. when did this house get fixed?” But Minako’s head ached suddenly as she turned to head home.

Eizou was attempting to read Jaro’s passive face. He was fiddlling with his set of cards languidly and it was bothering her because he was taking far too long.

“WELL?” She asked loudly.

“Patience. Sometimes it takes a long time for the right move,” he emphasised the word right strongly, a smile tugging on his lips. He wore his hair back into a tight tail, clothed in tight, black jeans, and a silver t-shirt that clung to him.

“What’s with the tight clothing? Trying to get attention?” Eizou asked lightly.

“Worked, didn’t it? You wouldn’t have asked, now then, would have you?”

She glared at him. “Deal!”

“I’m not ready yet.”

“You’ve been looking at that hand for ten minutes!”

“Seven minutes and twenty-two seconds.”

“JARO!” Eizou, in frustration, threw her cards down. “No wonder people don’t play with you!”

“Play with me?” He leaned back in the chair, pushing it onto it’s back legs.

“Don’t do that!”

“Why? I won’t fall.”

Eizou reached to the living room couch, grasped a free pillow and threw it at him. He caught it and crashed backwards. “You were saying?”

“I’m fine..” He called out after her.

“SHUT UP!”

She turned and hit into Kakushi. “Hello? What’s your hurry?” He asked as she stomped around him. “Zou-chan?”

“I think I made her angry again,” Jaro smiled.

“By playing cards? Man, she must really like... what are you doing in my clothes?”

“Would you prefer me to be nude?”

“I don’t know, are you human down there?”

Jaro grinned. “I would hope so! Have you seen Apple?”

“He’s outside talking to himself, again.”

“He’s reviewing things,” Jaro went out the front. “Apple?”

“Jaro!” Apple came loping in, his tail wagging wildly. It was summer time and he spent a great deal of time now underneath shade, any he could find. Being his size, and so hairy, it was often very difficult for him to stay cool.

“Need a bath?” Jaro asked with a smirk.

“I had one this morning. What’s wrong with Eizou?”

“I made her angry.”

“You need to stop doing that.”

“It’s becoming far too easy. Say a word and then, poof!” He tossed his hands up as miniature explosions. “I cannot help it. I want to talk to her.”

“What kind of man are you? You’re pursuing a sixteen-year old.”

“Ah, I see. And the blonde rabbit can have her knight?”

“This is different. You’ve never.. I mean, she is still hurt and..”

“And what?”

“You could be a rebound!”

“A.. rebound?” Jaro scratched his nose. “This plane is familiar in all but language. What is a rebound?”

“Something that could be very much a mistake.”

“This is no mistake,” Jaro said carefully, his eyes narrowing. “Tell me all you want, I know what I want. I have always known.”

“You cannot be Void then!”

“I can and will!”

“Void cannot be happy then,” Apple said evenly. “Void is to be childless, family-less. You do this, you will lose Eizou.”

“Rules can change..” Jaro began.

“NO! Not these!”

“Let’s discuss something else,” Jaro suggested coldly.

“Fine... where is Sigel?”

“Not on Earth. She doesn’t have enough energy to take her form for long on this realm. But there have been a few additional energy signals, similar to her, just recently.”

“And?”

“I’m only one person. I cannot locate them right away!”

“You’ve been around for ages!”

“So have you!”

“I’ve lost my memories!”

“You have them stored but you’re too stubborn to check them!”

“You were an awful master!”

“You drove me up the wall!”

“THEN WHY DID YOU PICK ME!?”

“Because I need you, because our Shadows would. You were supposed to teach them, when they got old enough, about their heritage as soldiers.”

“I am doing that.”

“By bits and pieces. Do you know how difficult it was to send you to this plane? I wanted you to accompany me.”

“Eizou needs me.”

“I need Eizou..” Jaro grumbled.

“Is that a hint of jealousy?”

“I am not a rebound. I am the truth,” Jaro said demandingly.

He glared as Apple laughed softly. “I don’t doubt it but you’re going to get into a lot of trouble if you keep on like this.”

“This isn’t so hard,” Dyanna nearly danced down the street. “Sister! Look at that tree! It’s pink!”

“Anna!”

“Yes?” Dyanna smiled widely at Henrietta.

“Well?”

“Well.. what?”

“Have you found that girl from this morning?”

“I cannot pinpoint her yet... there are so many colors..”

“DYANNA!” Henrietta rubbed her face tiredly. “Please, you must pay attention. This isn’t a game!”

“Henrietta, there is a saying to take time to smell a flower. Here,” She plucked a dandelion. “Smell?”

Henrietta slowly closed her hand over it, and when she let go, it had disintergrated into dust. “No thank you.”

Dyanna gave a smile. “Oh, you’re no fun!”

“I’m telling you!” Minako was frantic. “That place was filthy yesterday! Not to mention that sister was so bossy!”

Pomona sat on her hands, underneath her buttocks as she attempted to balance herself. She was back to her cheerful persona but there were still flashes of a seriousness that could be quite frightening. “I thought we were looking for this Sailor Sigel.”

“We are,” Haimutsu smirked. “But you know Minako loves to overreact.”

“Hey, while that may be true for ninety percent, I’ve been getting better over the years!”

Rei leaned over to Kaiki. “She wishes.”

“So what are we planning?” Eizou asked Usagi who was watching Ami fiddle with her mini computer.

“I don’t know. We need a stategy.”

“We need to know where she is,” Makoto snorted.

“Too bad the others aren’t here,” Usagi sighed. “I don’t know where the other girls went. Hotaru’s at home, Setsuna likely went back to check her post. I mean, we could’ve use Michiru’s mirror..”

“Well, we just need to depend on each other, that’s all..” Eizou said finally. “If only we knew why Sailor Sigel is after the Triad Moon Piece..”

“I have been waiting for a long time..” A voice, soft and willowy, vibrated in the sea of stars. “So long.. so long have I dreamed this..”

Sailor Sigel stood up alone in the cold abyss of space. Her eyes were dull, her skin pale, and her voice nearly windless.

“Arvak!” She commanded.

Henrietta appeared in a quick film of light, her eyes flashing as her outfit changed. She wore a black band around her upper chest, that v’ed out to from red puffs around the tops of her forearms. The outfit was red orange, with there being only a left ruffled sleeve and the dress wrapped around her, the bottom edged in black as it folded longer on her left side and higher up on her right side. The rest that wrapped around the right, lower of her hips was orange. Jutting from this, underneath, was a red frilly, peek of a dress. She wore a red orange bow with long, ruffled tails. Her legs were covered in gray tights, where she wore black sandals strapped across the tops of her feet and twice at her ankles.

“Alsvid!” Came the second order as Dyanna appeared, her eyes flashing as she changed as well. She wore a black strand also across her chest but it jutted out twice over each shoulder, the space between each set an orange fabric. She had a orange top, the color changing directly underneath the breasts and had a ruffled sleeve on her right arm, starting from the shoulder piece. She wore red fabric, tight against her abdomen and cutting around the mid-thighs. She wore a tight fitting fabric, over the red shorts that were open in the mid-drift, and colored red orange. This was also edged in black. She had a orange bow, with long ruffled tails. Her legs were covered in gray tights as well as her black shows covered only from halfway to her knee to her ankles, then strapping down to cover her middle toe and cutting across the tops of her foot. Each top jutted out to the outside of her leg.

Both of them had their hair dipped in color as well as markings on their face. Arvak had yellow tips, with a blue star etched over her left eye and a yellow crescent moon on her right cheek. Alsvid had blue tipped hair, a yellow star over her right eye and a blue crescent moon on her left cheek. They shared earrings as well. Arvak had a yellow orb in her left ear; Alsvid had a blue orb in her right ear.

“Yes?” The two spoke in one voice. “What is the order?”

“I’ve wasted too much energy coming here. I cannot even go home, let alone land on this pitiful realm. So you will do my job for me. I am looking for the false Heir. Find her and bring her to me. Kill all those that get in the way, understand?”

“As you wish,” they both moved in unison and voice, an eerie sight as they disappeared back into the home they had made.

They landed on the roof, as the sun splayed across the edges of the town, slowly dipping away into nightfall. Both of them gazed out in a silence that perforated, spreading as the sun died away.