Author: Squirrel holding a bazooka PM
A light push from my friend snapped me back to reality and stripped me of my critical thought as the truth came rushing in. The Elder had called my name. I was Cosmos.Rated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Romance - Sailor Cosmos & Mamoru C./Darien S./Tuxedo Kamen - Chapters: 2 - Words: 4,303 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 04-24-12 - Published: 04-22-12 - id: 8049497
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I don't own Sailor Moon.
Author's Notes: This was brought on by a strange dream in which I was the Avatar (as in earth bending, water bending, etc.), but it was set in the present or possibly even futuristic time. In order to train, I had to go to a specific location in which all four kingdoms crossed in a giant, apartment/mall-like building. Since I'm not a big fan of writing for Avatar, as well as the fact that it would be difficult for me to translate it without any of the characters from Avatar being in it, I turned it into a Sailor Moon fanfic. The first little bit with Seiya and Serenity was, in fact, inspired by The Hunger Games with Katniss and Gale at the beginning, so don't even ask.
It should also be noted that since this fic takes place in the distant future, I've made Earth reform into Pangea. It isn't the same as it was in the past, though. It goes on continuing with the current tectonic plate movement. The continents form a sort of circle with a lake in the middle. The Den is just north of the lake, and the Sectors surround the Den. For a picture, go to my profile and scroll down towards the bottom before my stories.
This is also going to be my first time in a while that I have written in first person, but I feel as though it's important for the reader to feel connected to the main character in a world so similar yet so different from our own.
Silence was the last thing I had expected of the Sector that morning. Yet here I was, the sole person walking the streets in the morning. The Council of the Elders was to make an announcement in just three hours, and before they ever did, the people of the Moon Sector were almost always aflutter. The only time they aren't talkative is when… well, no time that I know of. Gossip is always abundant, no matter your location.
And what lovely gossip it was. People told stories of a time in which there were kingdoms on each of the planets, instead of sections of the Earth just being named after them. About a heroine by the name of Sailor Moon who had died many millions of years ago protecting the planet from Chaos. And it was in her and the other soldiers' honor that the Sectors of Pangea were named.
As I reached the Lunar-Martian Bay, I slowed down, taking off my grey boots as I walked. The boring, grey deck I walked on was well-rotted, and I knew no one would dare venture out far enough to steal my boots. And by the off chance they did, I knew in my heart that they would need the boots far more than I if they were that desperate.
Slowly, I extended my left foot to make a quick jump over to the next sturdy plank. I heard the wood cracking under me as it always did and scooted to the right. I climbed up onto the hand rail, it being just wide enough to fit my feet. One foot in front of the other, I reminded myself. Once I had been too cocky and forgotten just how narrow it was. Falling into the water again was most certainly not in my best interest, especially since there was no one out to pull me up from under the water if I hit my head hard enough to render me unconscious.
"Serenity!" a voice called, but I paid it no heed. Turning around could mean a number of things: splinters in my feet, falling, crashing through the rotted wood on my left, just to name a few. The voice called out my name again.
"What do you want, Seiya?" I called out, not turning my head.
I heard the dark-haired man's quick feet running from plank to plank until I felt him jump up on the handrail behind me. He chuckled at how cautious I was, not because I was paranoid, but because he was a reckless fool. Then again, most Martians from the north were, seeing as their neighbors were Lunarians, and about a third of us had healing abilities. "Aw, what's the matter, Sere?" he asked mockingly. "Are you afraid you're gonna… fall?" On 'fall', he gave me a light push, almost knocking me over.
"Seiya!" I hissed, shooting him daggers with my mind. I didn't dare turn to face him. Slowly, I turned to my right and grabbed the forest green tarp over the dingy of a boat and gave it a light tug, folding it into the interior of the boat. I was easily able to climb in after that, Seiya following me.
Since I was five-years-old, Seiya had been my best friend after he saved me when I fell into Lake Cosmos, the giant lake in the middle of the Sectors. He had taught me how to fish, which came in handy for getting my family food. In fact, that was my exact plan for that day.
"Fifty-fifty?" I asked, yanking on the chain of the anchor of the boat we borrowed on occasion. I had gotten used to pulling it up over the years, though we had to be quick and silent, usually fishing at night or in the early morning before or just as the sun rose. But today, it looked like we would be able to spend the three hours until the Council of Elders spoke.
"Sure thing," Seiya nodded, agreeing upon our usual split for the fish. We each had four people in our families. I had my brother and parents (and cat), and Seiya had his two brothers and father. Theoretically, we weren't supposed to be friends, I being a Lunarian and he being a Martian, but we were so close that no one ever regarded us as people from two different Sectors.
We prepped the boat and headed out fishing, spending at least two hours collecting. Ultimately, we headed back in, it being nearly eight in the morning. "Better get ready for the Elders," I sighed, a bag half-filled with fish over my shoulder. I slid my feet into my boots and jumped over where three or four planks would have been. I landed safely and continued on, Seiya and I heading our separate ways.
I arrived back home with the fish in record time, making plans to sell the majority of the fish to the marketers after the Council made their declaration, whatever it so happened to be. But first, I had to get ready, make sure I looked nice and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. All the Elders were good for was telling others what they could and could not do, usually with no justification. They were supposed to be the most intelligent, caring, and devoted people of Pangea, but no. They had turned into a group of rich people paying others off to be one of the Elders. There were few that actually cared about the fate of the planet and the people on it.
"Serenity Hawthorne, where have you been?" my mother demanded, pulling me into the bathroom. She looked me over, noting the mud on my clothes and the salt water in my hair. With a sigh, she took the bag of fish from me to put in the freezer while I got myself washed off.
I scrubbed the mud off and the lake water out of my hair the best I could, but there was only so much I could do. Despite the importance of Lunarians' occasional power, we were regarded as the weakest of the Sectors. Not only were we the smallest, but the rumors of the past led people to believe that the actual moon that shone high up in the sky at night had been destroyed at one point by the Dark Kingdom. In my mind, I argued that it wasn't just the moon, but all the other planets as well that had been attacked. The Earth was just the only one to make it out of the war with survivors. That was why they were always treated the best.
I walked out of the bathroom with a towel to hide my body as I made my way to my bedroom. I silver dress was already laid out for me by my mother, the color of the Moon Sector. I slid the long-sleeved dress on, regretting the fact that we lived near the equator, only the nearby water to cool the climate. It made anything with long sleeves seem sticky and itchy.
Still, I tied my hair up into its usual buns-and-pigtails style, thankful to have my blonde waterfall off of my neck.
"Sammy, Serenity, are you two ready?" my father's voice rang through the house, causing both my little brother and I to leave our rooms. He was wearing his Sunday best and struggling not to pull at his tie.
As a family, we walked down to the square, where everyone from my town and the few surrounding it had to be whenever the Council made an announcement. We stood there for a good half hour, waiting as people signed in and got settled. Some took this as a chance to sit down while others remained firmly in place, petrified of what the Elders had to say. Cameras were aimed all around on the stage, and one of the thirty elders stood upon the makeshift stage. There was always one in every Sector for when they made their announcements, the other twenty staying at the Den, a large building where the richest of the rich lived. I had never been, never dreamed of going, but my father had once. His parents saved up their money for eighteen years so that their only child would be able to spend a day there.
"Ladies and gentlemen," I heard as the Elder began to speak. There was an echo, brought on by all ten Sectors being televised and put on massive screens, each Elder speaking. The one at ours was a man, barely in his thirties and not qualified to truly be an Elder. I resist the urge to roll my eyes, because you never know when a camera is on you, and if I were to be caught, my family would be dishonored.
The Elder smiles a crooked smile, the 'I know something you don't know' cockiness being ever so apparent. "Every thousand years, it is said that the goddess, Cosmos, is reborn into our dimension, but every time, she has evaded us until it was too late. In the Silver Millennium, she was known as Serenity Lunaria."
Serenity Lunaria, a brave soul and my namesake. The name was one of the most common in the Moon Sector, despite the fact that parents would be flogged every time the child grew an age older. The name being viewed in such respect was not supposed to occur. The naming of so many children 'Serenity' reminded the world that the moon couldn't have been so bad if Cosmos was born into it.
"In the times of the senshi, she was known as Usagi Tsukino," the Elder continued, waving his hands about like this was some sort of game show. "After this girl, Cosmos has been unknown, unseen until years after her death… until now."
He could have ended it there and just said the poor girl's name, but he had to go on. They always did. "Through many calculations and hours of agonizing-" and by agonizing, he meant for the people who actually did the work, not himself. "-research, she has been discovered at a young age, only a teenager.
"Cosmos will be able to have the powers found in each Sector and many, many more. She can end war and famine and stop Chaos from protruding into our world. She can be- no, she will be- the savior of mankind. She is Serenity Hawthorne!"
The color drained out of my face, and everyone looked to me. The camera focused on my face, and my eyes wandered, praying this was a mistake. I could read the eyes of all those around me. My parents and brother were in awe, mentally asking me why I hadn't told them before- like I even knew. My friends were smiling at me, wishing me a better life. Others were doing the same, but most glared at me, envying the life I would soon have. It was an unspoken rule that if Cosmos ever were found, she'd go to live at the Den.
A light push from my friend, Serenity Albright, snapped me back to reality and stripped me of my critical thought as the truth came rushing in. The Elder had called my name. I was Cosmos.