Foreword:   Yo fanfic readers and other assorted readers,
welcome to my domain.   This is a crossover of sorts, with my
original series, the Travellers, and Sailor Moon. If you want to
get a general idea as to what's going on, go check out Timelords
(either at SM Romance or my homepage at http://www.cois.com/candle/home.html

Please give it a chance, I promise to do a resemble job 
(unlike that one guy infatuated with Artemis) 
and if you're not please about my characterization of SM characters
give me your thoughts, C&C, etc. at 
bdaly@ns.cois.com  
or else I'll be embarassing myself for no good reason.

Feliz Navidad.



Terrible Things to Waste

Prologue



	In the mist of the concealing fog, a lone figure stood guard
over a vast darkness.  The figure stared out straight ahead
holding firm her ornate staff.  Her staff closely resembled a
key with the exception of the red orb resting in a heart
shaped confines at the end of it, a marvelous object indeed. 
Only the beauty of the woman holding this staff surpassed its
radiance, with her dark hair that had hightlights of dark green,
sleak body, and tanned skin.  Yet the woman did not hold the
same convictions, beauty only reminded her of the painful
memories of the past, present, and future of her nearly ageless
lifetime.  Her only conviction was her duty vested by the
representive of the planet Pluto to do.  The duty to guard the
Time Gate against any intruders from disturbing Destiny's plan,
meaning that she was to be cursed with living a long, lonely,
agonizing life.  

	Her lips frowned slightly at this thought, hardly noticeable
infact as not to let any sign of outward emotion show, not that
it mattered in the vast isolation of the Time Gate.  She wished
and envied the very people she had to protect who lived in the
time stream, Princess, (and future Queen of Crystal Tokyo),
Serenity and her protectors in real time, the Sailor scouts. 
She envied the freedom they had to let Fate decide their future,
and lead a normal linear life.  Even considering that they have
magical powers and all the great mass of evil they've beaten,
their lives were considerably more normal than hers.  Having to
decide what to take care of, getting involved, or just letting
things happen, like it or not, by far made her the more unique
scout of the nine.  She had to be the most powerful of them too,
including Sailor Saturn, who's power could destroy entire
planets quite easily.  No, she had something they all lacked,
power to control Fate and Destiny, moving in whatever direction
in time she wanted, because she lived outside its laws and
boundaries.  What power that Fate and Destiny gave her; power to
decide one's future or past, or make the world even better than
ever imaginable!  But, alas no.

	'Absolute power, corrupts absolutely.'  the guardian of the
Time Gate thought, remembering the old adage.  

	An adage that still, even for it's simplicity, explained the
complicated manner of why she and only she has the postition of
guardian, for she had the patience and responsiblity to carry
out her duty without the temptation of abusing it.

	She then reminisced about her brief periods in the time stream,
but only to fulfill her duty to ensure that certain events
happened the way they were and are suppose to.  She even
remembered some of the aliases she had, Setsuna, Sarah, Sharon,
etc, but she ended up being known as Susan for her most
sucessful business venture, (not that none of her other ventures
were not), went under that alias.  Personally she didn't like
the name, but that was something that a guardian of time didn't
concern herself.  

	Suddenly the woman broke out of her trance and opened her eyes
attentively.  Something distrubed the fog, making it shift in an
odd manner.  Only very few things could shift the Time Tunnel
and she knew the Princess, Small Lady, had
come through earlier.    She waited a moment longer as the shift
continued, she could not only see the shift, she could feel it
as her gut twisted and turned in apprehension.  Something wasn't
right.  Could Small Lady be returning?  No, the shift was
lasting too long for her to come through.  It was something big,
unexpected, and foreign disturbing the darkness of time making
it realign.  In witnessing this spectacle, she came to the same
conclusion when things of this manner happened:  she DID NOT
like the unexpected, especially ones in this manner. 

	"What's doing this?"  the dark haired woman whispered hoarsely
under her breath as she felt two, no three things passed fluidly
and swiftly through the Time Tunnel almost all at once, and then a
pause and finally a fourth.  

	She could not let anything intrude into this time stream, that
was her underlying duty.  Her eyes darted around in the fog
looking for the intruders with her staff held ready to repel
them, yet none appeared.  They had somehow bipassed the Time
Gate entirely, but how?  

	"It can't be. . .but they don't. . . unless. . ." the guardian
pondered as she trailed off and realized that something was
going to happen, something she had no control over what so ever.

	Hastily she took her staff and opened the Time Gate, departing
the infinite darkness to the last location of the shift, Tokyo
of 1999.  

	 

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