The Lone Sailor
Chapter One: The Birth of Sailor Aquablade
By: Sailor Aquablade
Hi my name is Michelle Jones and I’m on my way to Japan all the way from North America.Let me tell you a little about myself, well you already know my name, so what else is there? Oh yeah, I’m fifteen years old and my birthday is October 30. (I’m a Scorpio) I’m anorphan and have been practically one my own for the past five years. I staywith friends the majority of the time, for a week or two at each house. I grew up in New York and have lived there practically all my life. What am I doing going to Japanyou may ask, well I’ll tell you. I was lucky enough to be involved in anexchange program and get to go live in Tokyo Japan for a whole year! I get todo a study on Japanese schools and report my findings when I return home. I’mboarding with this guy; I believe his name is Darien... Darien what? Oh yeah, Shields. Darien Shields. He has a two-bedroom apartment and since he wasn’t using one of them, yours truly gets to stay absolutely free of charge, cool huh? If you couldn’t already tell, I’m a very outgoing person and makefriends very easily. If I had to tell you one thing about myself that I thinkis pretty cool, I’d have to say that it’s my eyes. I personally think they’rereally pretty, but they tend to creep some people out. The color of them rangesfrom a dark blue when I’m mad, an aquamarine color (which is the color theygenerally are, to an almost translucent blue when I’m trying my best to focus(or when I’m really ticked off at a person or thing.) Since they tend to scare some people, I solve my problem by wearing colored contacts so my eyes are always an emerald green color. The restof me is pretty boring. I have long black hair and an approximately 5”5’ tall.My favorite colors are turquoise and black, my favorite food is pasta, and ahobby of mine is swimming. I have a little musical talent and enjoy playing thepiano, flute, and the oboe. It’s been really nice talking to you, but I’ve gotto book-it and locate Darien’s apartment. C-ya.
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Let’s see, the apartment is right and this is the room, sohere goes nothing.
<Knock knock>
Darien: “Hello, may I help you?”
“Hi my name is Mich-” Hey, this guy seems really familiar, haveI met him before? Those eyes, they’re so blue, it seems that you could almostget lost in their depth....
-FLASH-
Whoa, what happened? If feel like I’ve been here sometimebefore, but I can’t remember when. Hey look, there’s a figure in the distance. Strangely,she also seems really familiar but I can’t place exactly why.Wait, she’s walking this way! It looks like she has long,dark green hair, and is carrying a...staff? It also seems that she is wearing somesort of strange uniform and has something gold colored on her forehead. “Whoare you?”
“I am Sailor Pluto, the guardian of time and space.”
“What do you want with me?” I still can’t shake the feelingthat I know her.
“Your power is needed once again.”
“What do you mean by ‘power’? I have no power. I’m just anordinary high school teenager.” The woman who is know as ‘Sailor Pluto’ slowlybegins to advance towards me, until she is only a few feet away. She extends herhand that is not holding her staff towards me, and a silver pen-like objectwith a globe on top of it appears as if out of nowhere. She motions for me totake it, which I do. After it is in my hand, I raise it above my head almostautomatically as if it was meant to be a part of me. Turquoise beams of lightexplode from the top of the pen then arch down and disappear into the ground. Iwait, and a second later, a brilliant flash of now aqua light engulfs me. What power Ifeel flowing through me, coursing through my veins. But, along with the power comethe memories. The memories of joy and peace, love and despair, doom and destruction.Memories from a century ago, from the Silver Millennium, all of these memoriesthat were not suppose to be remembered. The memories that I had been determinednever to want ever again. The memories of the Sailor Scouts, watching andwaiting to be of assistance to them from the shadows, never seen, neverappreciated. The memories of loneliness and emptiness, for alas, my true lovehad become true no more and had left me for another only this past year. It’shard to believe that it has only been that long since he left me for it feelslike centuries. There are memories of the last great battle, against Queen Beryland the Negaverse. The memories of dying because of it. No no! I don’t want toremember, take it back; I just want a normal life! All of these memoriesrushing back, I know not whether it took hours, minutes, or ever seconds. Theonly thing that I know was that after the energy subsided, the poor innocent,weak, and frail human that I had once been, was no more. Once again, onlySailor Aquablade in all her glory remained.
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