Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or Harry Potter. This is a challenge for Mae-E.
Challenge: Two years after Stars, Darien begins having dreams about his previous life as Prince Darien. Learning that Prince Darien had a younger brother, Stratus, the senshi believe these dreams are a sign that he's awakening and go looking for him. Takes place in year 6.
From Out of the Past and Into the Dreams of the Present
Ch 1: Stratus
Darien was having the dreams as Endymion again. It was raining and he was walking with the same boy. The boy was sad for some reason. The dream was fuzzy and he couldn't make it out. Darien did not understand why the boy was crying. Darien's past self, Endymion, was trying to consol him but he didn't know why—he had no idea who this kid was.
"It will be okay," Endymion kept saying. "It's not fair," said the boy, "it just isn't fair!"
While Darien was dreaming, tossing and turning as the dream progressed, a word kept echoing in his brain. The same word.
What did that mean? Was it some kind of weapon or a place? Probably in the sky? Was it the name of somebody? How long did he have to keep dreaming about this?
The dream ended as there was a knock on Darien's door.
"Yoo-hoo! Dar-ree-iiiinn!" called a familiar voice. "It's your favorite love bunny!"
Groaning, Darien rolled over and pushed himself up. He rubbed his head and moved the covers. "Coming," he said hoarsely as he put his feet to the floor.
Serena kept knocking on the door as Darien staggered to it. He felt so tired and groggy. The dream caused him to keep waking up. He felt as if he was coming down with the flu or something. He pushed the chain over, unlocked the door and pulled it open.
"Hey, Serena," he mumbled.
Serena grinned. "Hey yourself. I got you some breakfast!" she held up a bag. "Donuts!"
"Healthy breakfast," Darien said as he let her in.
"You okay?" Serena asked, dropping the bag on the counter and taking his arm. "You don't look so well."
"Didn't sleep much last night," Darien yawned, "I kept dreaming--,"
"About me?" Serena teased, poking him in the ribs.
"Actually, no," he sat down on the couch. Serena flinched.
"You haven't?" she demanded. "Then who? Tell me!"
Darien grinned. "Don't worry, Serena. I haven't been dreaming about other girls."
"Good," said Serena gruffly.
"I've been dreaming about my past," Darien said, "as Prince Endymion, living on Earth a thousand years ago."
"That's strange," Serena commented, coming over to sit next to him. "Why would you be dreaming about this now? Did you have any dreams about Prince Endymion before we found out about the Moon Kingdom and all that?"
Darien shook his head. "No, I just had that recurring dream about the Moon Princess. I have no idea why I'll be dreaming about Prince Endymion now. It makes no sense at all."
"Tell me a bit about your dream," Serena said.
"Well, I'm usually walking around and talking to this guy. His face is blurry and I can hardly hear what we're talking about. I just hear little blurbs."
"What do you mean?"
Darien paused as he tried to think of a way to explain it. "You know the sound a radio makes when there's a bad connection?" Darien asked her and Serena nodded. "It sounds like that. I hear the song for a few seconds and then it goes into static again."
"Is there something else?"
"Yeah, I keep hearing the same word," Darien told her with the shake of his head. "Stratus. I hear it all the time. I don't know if it's a place, or a thing or a person but it just makes this whole thing weirder."
"Darien," Serena said softly, "how long have you been having this dream?"
"A little over a month," Darien replied, "it gets clearer each night I dream about it. I guess I'll figure what it means by January or something."
"Can you wait that long?" Serena asked.
"I don't know," Darien groaned, running his hand through is hair. "It's driving me nuts. It's all I think about. When I'm at work and at school…"
"Don't worry, Darien," Serena placed her hand on his knee. "We'll work it out.
Darien smiled in appreciation. Then he thought of something. "Have you been dreaming about your past life as the Moon Princess?"
"Not lately," Serena answered.
"What about the other scouts?" he asked.
"They haven't told me."
"Can you ask them?"
"Sure, of course," Serena said with a nod. "How about we have breakfast, see a movie, and go to the mall? Then we can have a scout meeting. You can tell them all about your dream."
Darien paused before replying. He was still thinking about his dream. He had the day off so he could spend all day in bed dreaming and trying to figure it out. However, saying No" to Serena was always hard for him to do, especially when she gave him that pleading look of hers. His Serena always knew how to cure whatever ailed him. She was like a breath of fresh air and maybe that's what he needed right now. A break would probably make the dreams stop or he'd figure the out the mystery behind them.
"Oh, all right," Darien sighed with a shrug. "Why not?"
Serena grinned as she jumped to her feet and opened the bag of donuts and sat them on a plate. They brewed some hot cocoa, chatted about other things and Serena waited for him as he showered and dressed. After calling the other girls to arrange a meeting for that afternoon, Serena pondered what Darien had told her.
Darien's dream began to bother Serena a little. When the scouts had began fighting the Black Moon family, Serena and Darien were having the same dreams. Now they were having separate dreams. She was dreaming about their future and he was dreaming about his past. Why would Darien dream about this and not she? She felt rather helpless. If she had been dreaming about her life as the Moon Princess then maybe she might be able to help solve this puzzle.
Darien emerged from is room after dressing from his shower. "I feel better now."
"You look it too," said Serena.
"Hey," Darien began, "that's not funny."
"I'm just playing," Serena grinned, pushing his shoulder. "Come on, Darien. You need a break."
"Yeah, I guess I could use one," Darien stated, "let's go."
The window shopping did help clear Darien's head a little. Serena shrieked and tugged on his arm every time she saw something cute hanging in the windows. He bought the things she couldn't live without and after some ice cream he was thinking about the dream again. What was Stratus? Who was that boy? Why did they seem so close? How long was it going to take for this thing to be figured out? He had enough to deal with in reality.
Later that afternoon they made it at Raye's temple to meet with the scouts. Once everyone made it, Serena thanked them for coming and went on explaining why she set up the meeting.
"Darien's been having dreams about his life as Prince Endymion," she explained and all the girls looked at Darien in surprise. Darien nodded grimly. "I called you all here to see if any of you are having dreams about your past life too."
She looked at the girls and they all gave negative responses.
"I don't think I ever dream about my past life," Raye stated, "I try to look for the future."
"Yeah," Lita stated, "I dream about other stuff…like boys."
"Tell us about your dream, Darien," said Raye.
"All right," Darien began with a sigh. He cleared his throat and jumped into the dream. He explained the length of time he'd been having it, the boy he keeps seeing and how unclear it is. When he mentioned the word "Stratus," Trista suddenly interrupted him.
"Stratus?" she said, "you've seen him?"
"Stratus is a person?" Darien questioned. "I'm not sure what it is. I just keep hearing it."
"Who is Stratus, Trista?" Serena asked softly.
As the group turned their eyes to Trista, she closed hers for a moment and opened them again. "The Prince of Earth, Prince Endymion had a brother named Stratus."
"I had a brother?" Darien demanded in shock. "I didn't know that! How come you didn't tell me?"
"There wasn't a reason to, Darien," Trista answered softly. "We were looking for the Moon Princess, not Prince Endymion's brother. Darien, tell me, when you're talking to this boy, can you see what the weather is like?"
Taken rather aback, Darien stared and sputtered on his answer. "T-The weather?W—what—how—what would that have to do with anything?"
"Stratus was able to control the weather," Trista replied and the others gasped in surprise. "Sometimes depicting on what mood he was in it would change the weather. Have you ever noticed the weather when he was showing his emotions?"
Darien pondered hard and took a moment before answering. "Well, this morning he was looking really sad, even if I couldn't see his face. He looked young though so it must've been when we were children…I felt young too. He was really sad about something, I think it was about his pet that died and he kept saying it was unfair. It was really cloudy—started raining. There were times when he was excited about something too and it was bright—not a cloud in the sky."
"So this boy Endymion is talking to, must be his brother, Stratus?" Serena questioned.
"Yes," Trista said.
"Why do you think I'm dreaming about this now?" Darien asked.
"There were many people on the moon Queen Serenity sent to Earth," Trista said, "Stratus was one of them."
"You mean he was at the battle with the Negaverse?" Ami asked.
"Yes," Trista replied, "he was also killed. He was sent to Earth like the rest of you. I believe these dreams are a sign of Stratus trying to reach Darien. Stratus and Darien were always close. Perhaps he is awakening and he might need help."
"Help?" Mina asked nervously. "You mean he might be in danger?"
"Perhaps he has enemies we don't know about," Trista theorized.
"Then we should go looking for him!" Mina exclaimed.
"I agree with Mina," Serena said with a nod.
"Were would we look?" Michelle wondered.
"I'm not sure," said Trista, "he was sent in a different area of the world."
"I don't remember anyone called Stratus," Luna said quickly, "do you Luna?"
"No, I don't," Artemis answered and he looked at Trista. "We were on the Moon Kingdom for a long time. How come we don't remember this?"
"Queen Serenity erased those memories of Stratus and others," Trista replie. , "She wanted you two to focus on your mission in reuniting the sailor scouts. She also wanted to give Prince Stratus another chance."
"Well, let's start looking for him then," Darien said impatiently. "I haven't anything better to do. Where do we start?"
"Darien, see if you can communicate with Stratus in your dreams," Trista told him, "ask him to tell you where he is."
"All right," Darien nodded, "I'll try."
"I will try searching for Stratus' chronological marker," Trista stated, "with my Garnet Rod. Ami, search for areas with extreme weather changes. Stratus' powers may be affecting the weather without him knowing."
"Of course," said Ami.
"What about us?" Mina asked. "Is there anything we can do?"
"Yes, start packing," Trista replied, "as soon as we find where Stratus is, we'll need to leave."
Darien took a sleeping pill before going to bed. He was determined on finding his brother from the past. The moment he fell asleep and began having those memories of the past again, he tried to make the vision disappear and call out for Stratus. The picture of his old and his brother faded out slowly and soon there was nothing but darkness. Darien focused and thought about Stratus.
"Stratus—Stratus can you hear me?" he sad.
"Who are you?" came a voice, but it didn't really sound like the boy Stratus. The voice sounded older. It had to be Stratus' reincarnation. "What do you want?"
"It is me, Endymion, your brother. You've been having these dreams, haven't you? About our lives a thousand years ago?"
"I know nothing about that," said the voice angrily.
"It's because you don't remember," Darien insisted, "I don't either but you have to trust me. I've only just learned about it myself. I am going to start looking for you. I think you're in danger. You might be starting to awaken and you'll need my help."
"What makes you think I'll need your help?" the voice demanded hotly. "I don't even know who the hell you are!"
"This is important, Stratus," Darien said patiently, "I know it's hard to believe but we were brothers a thousand years ago. Were in a battle on the moon kingdom and we were all killed. We were sent into the future, into this time now but we were separated. Now I am having these dreams of our past together and I think you are awakening. You may be in danger and you may need my help."
There was a boom of thunder and a flash of lightning. In a split second he saw a boy's face but there was no time to make it out. All he could tell was the boy looked furious.
"You are nothing but a figment of my imagination!" the voice roared. "You are nothing to me. This is just a stupid dream and I learned not to trust my dreams anymore."
"Don't ask me questions! Stay away from me. I am warning you."
"Why are you so angry?" Darien asked. "I'm not going to hurt you."
The boy laughed. "You expect me to trust you? I don't know how you were able to get into my mind but don't try it again. I'm not causing these dreams, you are and I want you to stop them now."
"But I'm not," Darien said, "you are."
"You lie! If I did then I'd be the one who know what they meant, wouldn't I? But you seem to know what this is all about. You stay out of my head and leave me alone!"
There was another crash of thunder, flash of lightning and Darien saw the angry boy's face again. Slowly the image of himself as Prince Endymion came back into place again. This time he and Stratus were older, young men. They were sparing with each other and egging each other on.
"Come on, little brother!" Endymion laughed. "You can do better than that."
"All right," said Stratus and he sent a gale of wind at his brother and knocked him on his back. "How was that?"
"You cheater!" Endymion cried. "I said no powers!"
Darien thought about this dream as he watched in. It was as if he was sitting in a theatre watching a movie. Stratus looked so happy and playful now, a bit of a rebel. But that boy he saw earlier, was that really Stratus' reincarnation? And whatever happened to him to be so angry? Was it really just because this whole thing was weird? Darien tried not to think about it. Anyone hearing someone speaking to them in their dreams, saying that they lived a thousand years ago would make them think they were out of their mind. It was really strange and he couldn't hold that against the boy—but he wondered if he really wanted to find Stratus' reincarnation. What would the boy do when Darien found him?
To be continued