Subject: [FFML] [Fanfic][YST/SM]Flashback pt.9
From: Morgan Hudson
Date: 4/8/2000, 6:44 PM
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Hello, once again! 

^_^

Well, this one was a bit longer coming then usual. I had a number of other
things pop up suddenly, but I'm back, and I've caught my stride! Of course,
many of you should know by now that my muse feeds on C&C. Please, if you
could see your way clear to sending me some, I would deeply appreciate it.
Click "Reply", or use the address conveniently provided up in the "Cc : "
line. 

Anyway, here we go! 





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OBLIGATORY LEGAL DISCLAIMER : None of these guys are mine. The Sailor 
Senshi belong to DIC and Kodansha, while the Yoroiden are owned by 
Sunrise and Graz Entertainment. Okay? So don't bother suing me. I'm a 
student. 

                       RONIN SUMMER : FLASHBACK
            
         A Sailor Moon / Yoroiden Samurai Troopers cross-over

             by Morgan Hudson (dataraven_659@excite.com)

Chapter Nine : Soulmates

	It was another beautiful afternoon in the Moon Kingdom, and 
as Queen Serenity held court in her throne room, Princess Serenity was 
holding a small court of her own in the gardens. Fresh air and fun 
had been the order of the day, and her six associates were eager to 
comply. Two of these were new to the game, but more than willing to 
play along. After all, the sun was warm, the air filled with the 
perfume of flowers, and there seemed little else worth doing. 

	Cye smiled as he leaned back against the trunk of a singularly
comfortable-looking tree and strummed on his biwa, the feather drooping
from his hat and over his face, despite several attempts to blow it 
somewhere less bothersome. After a few more tries, he gave up and 
shrugged amiably. It was just too nice a day to complain.

	Serenity herself sat nearby, skillfully braiding the hair of 
Princess Mars and singing softly to herself. Mars was trying very hard 
not to fidget, and seemed to actually be enjoying herself a little. 
They made an odd pair, as the sun danced around them in the middle of 
the garden : one with her long black hair and almost regal features, 
dressed in a shimmering red gown, while the other, with her sunny blond
pigtails and friendly smile, seemed almost more beautiful in her own 
simple white frock. With graceful ease, the Moon Princess stretched out
and plucked a lily, tucking it into the intricate braid she had formed.

	Princess Jupiter sat over by one of the many crystalline 
fountains that were found scattered about the vast gardens, idly 
playing with the water as she shouted instructions to the young, 
blue-haired elf standing nearby. 

	"All right, Rowen, spread your legs. Not THAT far, you'll fall 
over! Now nock the arrow, yes, that's right, raise the bow..."

	Rowen frowned slightly and did as he was instructed, muttering 
softly under his breath. With a soft snort, he flicked his thumb and 
knocked the thick blue pigtail he wore back over his shoulder. "All 
right," he said carefully, as he pulled back the arrow carefully back 
to his ear, "done. Now what?"

	Jupiter grinned. "Oh, just hold that pose while I go get my 
easel and some charcoal." The brunette laughed merrily as she hopped 
to her feet and began walking back towards the palace. 

	Rowen groaned as his hand began to tremble. "I don't suppose 
you could at least RUN?" 

	"Ladies don't run!" Jupiter's voice floated over the hedge.

	Rowen mumbled something that was most unsutiable for delicate 
ears, and bit his lower lip as he tried very hard not to lose his grip 
and accidently shoot Princess Mercury in the leg. It looked to Cye as 
though the boy was fighting a losing battle, and he considered warning 
the girl when she stood up and walked away of her own accord. Well, he 
decided, that was good, then. With a leisurely sigh, he sat back and 
resumed strumming. Say, he noticed in passing, Mars looks quite lovely 
with her hair up like that... perhaps he should tell her so...

**********

	Mercury idly wandered over to the corner of the large clearing 
she and her friends were currently in. Out of boredom, more than 
anything else, she plucked a small flower and examined it. A lily, she 
noted. Strange, that they would seem to be growing in such abundant 
proliferation... 

	"Oh! That my young life were a lasting dream! My spirit not 
awakening, till the beam... of an Eternity should bring the morrow." 
A form flickered behind the hedges, a swift blur of motion that Mercury
felt compelled to investigate. Who, she wondered, was saying that?

	"Yes!" The strange voice seemed to urge her on, as she entered 
the hedge maze. "Tho' that long dream were of hopeless sorrow, 't were 
better than the cold reality... of waking life, to him that must be, 
and hath been still, upon the lovely earth, a chaos of deep passion, 
from his birth." Another flash turned the young princess' head, as her 
mysterious quarry lunged past her, barely brushing her shoulder in 
passing. 

	Finally, Mercury sighed and began to tap her foot. "All right,"
she said mirthfully, "are you quite done playing?" 

	With a deep chuckle, a patch of shadow stood and threw back its
cape. "You do realise," the man, clad entirely in tones of black, 
pointed out, "that you are quite far from your friends? And no doubt 
turned around in this tangled maze : why, I wonder if anyone would 
even hear you scream." 

	"The only thing I fear," Mercury reminded the handsome young 
man, "are bats. You don't plan on turning into a bat, do you, handsome 
stranger?" 

	"The way I feel today, I just might." Mercury stood still and 
smirked as the man began to circle her. "You are lovely," he whispered,
"in fact, quite ravishing."

	"Does that mean you intend to ravish me?" 

	"The way I feel today, I just might." 

	Mercury found herself smiling. The mere possiblity was... quite
intriguing. "Your weeds are rather mournful," she said playfully. "Have
you not yet heard? The great Prince Ken has returned to our land! This 
is to be a time of rejoicing, and yet your funeral garb seems 
sorrowful."

	"Seems?" The man sighed and stared at his shoes. "Nay, it is. 
I know not 'seems', gentle Mercury."

	"Truly? And whose death does Prince Ken mourn?" Mercury turned 
and lay back against her love, wrapping his arms around her waist. 

	"The death of one yet to die." Ken sighed and rested his chin 
on Mercury short blue hair. "I have a sensation, Mercury..."

	"As do I, Ken."

	"A sensation of doom?"

	"A sensation of love, which is like doom. For if dooms be not 
all horrible, I can confess : I am doomed to be yours."

	"You should find a more stable man, Mercury." Ken smiled sadly.
"This one lives in a house of cards. I am playing the fool." 

	"Ken, I have a feeling that it is far more your style to play 
others for the fool. And as for a house of cards, where better for as 
accomplished a game player to live?" 

	"Do not think me easily led," Ken warned, "for I could resist 
even your ample charms, Princess Mercury, had I but the will... and the
desire." 

	"You know," Mercury whispered breathlessly into the summer 
breeze, "the Queen has declared Endymion and all of his generals 
enemies of the State. Our engagements have been rendered null and void,
and I am yours for the asking..."

	Ken smirked. "You would trade one villain for another? A poor 
exchange, I think. Oh, Mercury, you are my conscience..." he kissed the
top of her head and spun her around, "my reason..." leaning down, he 
gently pressed his lips against her own, "and," he whispered into the 
nape of her neck, "my eternal damnation..." 

	Closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, Ken managed to slide a
small jewelled pin into Mercury's hair unnoticed.

**********

	With little noise, a man floated through the windows of Venus' 
chambers. It was really quite easy, as she was in the gardens, and 
doubtless sufficiently distracted by his turncoat. Brusquely, he 
brushed aside the billowing curtains which had been drawn over the 
windows. 

	He was of average height, and what could be seen of his face 
seemed quite handsome. His almost delicate features were covered by a 
gleaming harlequin mask, which went surprisingly well with the tuxedo 
he wore. Glancing around the room, he idly drew a deck of cards from 
his sleeve and began to shuffle them one-handed. 

	"Now," he muttered to himself, "if I were a vitally important 
tome, where would I have hidden me?" The closet? The desk? Both wastes 
of his time, although he made a mental note to go back and read that 
diary some day. After a moment's thought, he snapped his gloved 
fingers. "The bedroom!"

	With a malicious smirk, he darted into the bedchamber and 
hurled open the curtains. Well, he figured, there was a bit of a 
disappointment : the biography was just sitting there on the bedside 
table! He'd rather hoped for at least SOME kind of attempt at hiding 
the damned thing. 

	"Really," he hissed, "I mean, I went and put it back in the 
library : even re-covered the damn thing! It hardly seems fair that 
they aren't putting as much effort into our little game. If you keep 
this up," he said to the slumbering man in the bed, "I'll start to 
think you don't like playing with me, Sage." 

	"Sage?" No response. "Well, THERE'S gratitude for you. I set up
the whole game, give him every advantage, then come all this way to 
gloat, and he's sleeping through it!" The eyes behind the mask flared 
red, and Kaito Ace lifted a single card between his fingers. As he 
focused, an aura of crackling energy surroinded the thin square of 
pasteboard. "It is time," he seethed, "for you... to WAKE UP!"

	The glowing card streaked from his fingers, exploding into the 
young man's chest and snapping his eyes open. For a moment, the blond 
man stared around him in disorientation. Then, his green eyes fixed on 
Ace, and narrowed. "You?" Sage struggled to get up, and flopped back 
onto the bed, gasping in pain. 

	"Please, don't get up. You see, you're still going to die. I 
just wanted you awake to enjoy the endgame." Ace smirked. "I'm afraid 
I don't have any consolation prizes, but since it seems you will be 
leaving us, how about a lovely parting gift?" The man reached into his 
sleeve again and drew another card. "Here." 

	It was a tarot card, as far as Sage could see, and he groaned.
"Oh, no. I'm still... on a wild goose-hunt for those five knaves..."

	"Huh. Running out of time there, me boyo. Better take care of 
that pretty soon, I'd say." Kaito Ace stiffened as he heard the sound 
of a door creaking open come from the other room. "Oh my, look at the 
time. Love to stay and chat, but I'm on a very busy schedule, and 
rather fond of breathing. Got to go, Princesses to kidnap and the tides
wait for no man. Thanks for the book, have a nice death, it was tons of
fun playing with you, BYE!" Tucking the biography under one arm, the 
bandit leapt out the window seconds before the door to the bedchamber 
opened and a familiar blond woman walked in.

**********

	Venus was practically gnawing on her lip as she carefully eased
the door shut and turned the key in the lock. The court physicians had
been quite adamant, once she had gotten free of Serenity long enough to
"remind" them why they were so eager to cure Sage. Not a physical 
poison, as they had first thought, but a spiritual one. Ace's monster 
had envenomed Sage's ki.

	She forced herself to take a calming breath, and wished she 
could do something about the queasy feeling in her stomach. So, they 
had said, that was that. Sage was as good as dead, and there was 
nothing that anyone could do. 

	Nothing, at least, that any of THEM could do. She took another 
deep and calming breath. As they did not seem to be working, she took 
a few more. Closing her eyes, she leaned forward and rested her head 
against the hard wooden door. This plan of hers wasn't going to be 
easy. If Captain Kento heard wind of it, he'd have locked her in her 
room. Or, more accurately, he'd have locked her in some other room.

	"Ace..." 

	Venus' eyes snapped open as she stared at the grain of the 
door. "Sage?" She asked softly, not looking over her shoulder. "Are 
you awake?"

	The scribe's voice answered her, weakly. "H-he... took it. He 
took the book... we must... warn..." 

	"Shhh." Walking over to the bedside, Venus stretched out one 
hand and pressed her fingers against the scribe's lips. "It'll be all 
right, Lord Sage. You're... going to be fine." 

	"Where... am..."

	"You are in my bedchamber, Lord Sage." Venus found herself 
suddenly blushing. Odd, she thought, she hadn't had any problems with
him being there when he was unconscious. "You were injured fighting a 
youma from the Dark Kingdom." Standing, she walked over to the 
candelabra standing in the corner and began to light each candle in 
order. "In the library, do you remember?"

	"Yes..." Sage tried to sit up, then hissed and slumped back 
down. "A-are you all right? Sailor Venus... she said that she-"

	"I'm fine. Sailor Venus took very good care of me." Candles 
lit, Venus exhaled a ragged breath and crossed to the other side of the
bed, where another candelabra stood. With shaking fingers, she drew a 
fresh match and scratched it against the wall, beginning to light 
those candles as well. 

	"Who are you?" Sage was quite pleased with himself for managing
to ask that question without stuttering. See, Ace? He thought to 
himself vindictively, I'm already getting better! "A... member of the 
Royal Guard?" 

	"Sort of, I suppose." Candles on this side of the room done. 
By this point, the rather dark room was being filled with a rosy glow, 
warm and golden as it flitted curiously over the contents of the 
chamber. "You can call me... Neith, if you'd like." She blushed again. 
"I'd like for you to call me Neith." Venus smiled shyly and reached 
behind her, untying the ribbon that she had applied to hold her hair 
back. With a soft sigh, she shook loose her waterfall of golden locks. 
		
	"Neith... that's a very pretty name." Sage grinned and folded 
his arms over his chest. "F-for a very... pretty girl." Why was the 
room beginning to spin?

	"You think I'm pretty, Lord Sage?" Venus swallowed the lump in
her throat and walked over to the small box that rested on the bedside 
table. Opening it, she removed several small packets and laid them on 
the floor, briefly touching each with the match she held. 

	"No." Sage felt his eyes drifting shut, and struggled to open 
them. "You... are..." Damn it, no stuttering! Whatever was wrong with 
him, by all the gods and demons, he was going to get this out! "Are... 
very... beautiful." Come to think of it, that had taken a lot out of 
him. Maybe if he just closed his eyes for a second, just for a rest, 
it would be all right. 

	Venus held her breath as she lit the last of the incense. This
was a stupid plan. She shouldn't do it, it would probably just kill her
as well... she looked up at him and sighed. Oh, if he didn't have those
damned eyes! So open, and trusting, deep pools of green that were 
almost out of place on him. As she looked, her own eyes widened 
slightly. She HAD seen those eyes somewhere, on a different face : 
softer, more feminine, with long brown hair... 

	Sage... and Jupiter? Could it be? She nearly dropped the match,
and quickly blew it out as it burned her fingertips. She swallowed 
again, and wished the butterflies that had taken up residence in her 
stomach would at least relax a little : she felt like she would soon 
be ill. "I thank you for the compliment, Lord Sage." 

**********

	Ken shuddered and clutched himself, wrapping his cape around 
his body to ward off the chill that wasn't there. Is this, he wondered,
what I have become? I was so damn right... how did things go wrong? 
With a sorrowful glance, he looked down at his open hands. In one, lay 
a slightly battered chess piece. In the other rested three small and 
unobtrusive pins, their jewels gleaming up at him. A wonderful game, 
this plan was to be. He would teach them all a lesson, play them all 
for fools. A fine game. What kind of man played such a game?

	Was he having fun yet? 

	"Ken! I've been looking for you!" 

	With a guilty start, Ken leapt into the air and spun, drawing 
the omnipresent sword hanging by his hip. "What? Why? What do you 
want?" 

	The blue haired youth raised his hands defensively. "Hey, 
relax, Ken! I just came to talk." He smiled nervously and rubbed the 
back of his head. "I, uhm, just wanted to welcome you back... and, 
hey!" Bending, Rowen scooped something off of the ground and Ken's 
eye twitched. "Looks like someone dropped a chess piece..."

	"It's mine! Give it back!" Ken's hand moved faster than Rowen
could track it, blurring out and enveloping the noble piece in the 
darkness of his glove. "I need that!" 

	"NEED it? Why, are you planning a chess match anytime soon?" 
Rowen scratched behind one of his long, pointed ears and shrugged. 
"Listen, I just came because I promised a beautiful and sad young lady
that I would deliver Prince Ken a message."

	"Message?" Ken relaxed slightly. "What message?" 

	Rowen dug into a small bag hanging on his hip and pulled out a 
pair of crimson, star shaped earrings. Ken knew them like he knew his 
own thumb : his entire life, a similar pair had hung from his own 
lobes. "My message," Rowen explained, "is that your sister still loves 
her brother. I don't know what you're doing, but I know it wouldn't 
hurt you to at least see her."

	Ken swallowed and focused on the gems burning into his palm as 
he took the offered token. "I assure you," he said regally, "a visit 
to Mars was the next stop on my agenda." 

	"Rowen!" With a large grin, the princess of Jupiter leapt over 
the hedge and landed gracefully. The elf looked a trifle upset, Ken 
noticed, and smirked to himself. "I've been looking all OVER for you! 
Come on, I still want to paint your glow!"

	"Jupiter, I've told you a million times that elves don't 
glow..." Rowen glanced over at Ken, who chuckled. 

	"If you will excuse me," he said calmly, "my duties call." He
left, brushing past Jupiter.

	"Ow!" Jupiter cried out as her long ponytail of lustrous brown
hair was yanked backwards suddenly. 

	"Terribly sorry," Ken explained, "I seem to have caught my ring
in your hair. Fare well." Reaching up, he carefully pulled free his 
ring and deposited another of his precious jewels. 

	"Wait a minute..." Jupiter asked curiously. "Do you happen to 
know whether or not elves glow?" 

	"Of course elves glow," Ken answered as he walked away. "You 
just need to rub their ears long enough."  

	Jupiter grinned at Rowen, who smacked himself in the forehead 
and began cursing in several different tongues. Now he'd NEVER get rid 
of her...

**********	

	Sage took a breath and struggled to stay awake. What was that 
smell? Some kind of flowers, he thought. With a few seconds, he could 
figure out the breeds. There was red -no, LAVENDER- rose, violet, 
huckleberry and a hint of heather, and one other. Was that 
wintergreens? It was intoxicating, whatever it was. 

	"Enchantment, virtue, faith, and admiration," Venus whispered 
under her breath as she straightened and took a final, calming breath.
"Conjoined in harmony, we beseech the gods let two become one." Such a 
simple solution, she tried to convince herself. A spiritual poison that
was killing her Sage. His soul was imbalanced, seeking an anchor. 

	Her soul could be that anchor. As soulmates, she reasoned, the 
venom would be diluted, spread across two spirits instead of one. They 
should both be fine. They should both be fine. A simple solution. All
she needed to do was... forge the link.

	Sage was still trying to sit up, and she gently pushed him back
down. "No," she said as firmly as she could, "you shouldn't."

	"B-but we have to... to stop Ace!" 

	"We will, Lord Sage." Smiling sadly, Venus leaned forward and 
brushed aside the young man's blonde bangs. She kissed his forehead, 
and watched with little surprise as a crescent moon flickered briefly 
in response. "But you are still quite weak... from your injuries." 
She brushed her lips against his, and kissed him. It was the first time
she had ever done so... while he was awake, that was. "Do you love me?"
Venus asked the scribe as their lips parted. 

	"I... I think I do." Sage blinked. He had most deliberately not
been saying that since the day they met. Why in the hells would it 
just slip out now? Something about the incense, he thought : it was 
almost as if he felt she would sense the truth, no matter what he said.
She was very nervous, he suddenly noticed, as she kissed him again, 
somewhat fiercer than before. What was with that scent? It must have 
been affecting him : he was starting to see double. And smell double, 
and feel double, and hear double... 

	Venus smiled and circled around the bed, sitting on the matress
with her back to the young scribe. She nervously began to pull on the 
strings of her bodice.

**********

	"Princess! I would speak with you." 

	Serenity and Mars both looked up, as did Cye. The first two 
responded out of confusion : as both were princesses, it was unclear 
which was being referred to. The third responded out of curiosity : he 
was DAMN sure he wasn't a princess. Regardless, all three saw the same
caped form striding towards them. 

	Princess Serenity rose to her feet and set down the brush she 
had been applying to her friend's hair. "Prince Ken, I am afraid I will
have to ask you to lower your voice. You're disturbing the squirrels!"

	Ken blinked at the blonde girl in momentary confusion. "I... 
apologise, Princess. I seek merely to speak with my sister. Alone, if 
possible."

	Serenity looked over at Mars, who nodded slightly. "Very well,
Ken : Cye and I shall take our leave. However, I feel it only fair to 
warn you that I shall hold you accountable for any harm you do my 
friend." That said, the blonde girl gestured, and Cye hopped to his 
feet, following her out of the clearing.

	An uncomfortable silence followed. Ken actually began to dig 
into the dirt with the toe of his boot, then realised what he was doing
and forced himself to stop. "I would have words with you," he said at 
length.

	"You mentioned that, brother." Mars continued to stare off into
space, refusing to turn her head. 

	Ken chuckled softly. "Your friend didn't quite finish her job,"
he murmured as he walked over and sat behind her. "You look quite 
foolish."

	"It is my right to look however I wish. I was of the opinion 
you did not care."

	"Oh, come on." Ken reached out and grasped her hair, twirling 
it expertly in his fingers. "I used to watch mother do this for you all
the time. Even did it once or twice myself, if I recall correctly... 
let me do what little I can."

	"I remember the last time you did this," Mars whispered softly 
as Ken continued to braid her hair. "It was right before..."

	"I remember." Ken continued to deftly weave his elder sister's 
raven hair. "It was right before the palace got attacked, on Mars. You 
were sitting in your room, and I was braiding your hair, and you 
were talking about Jadeite. You really did love him." He bowed his 
head. "I was... wrong... to blame you for that. People cn do strange 
things when they're in love. Sometimes... they'll believe almost 
anything. DO almost anything. There was no way you could have known."
	
	"I truly did think all was for the best."

	"I know you did. The Dark Kingdom can be cunning, I know that 
now. I know a great many things now, to my regret." Ken hesitated 
briefly, then slid the jewelled stickpin into his sister's braid. 
"I wanted to let you know, Mars, that... that I am still your brother.
And I have to confess, I am glad that we will be on the same side once 
more."

	Mars smiled as she turned around and pulled her brother into 
a warm embrace. Ken looked flustered for a moment, then eagerly 
returned it. "I'm sorry, too," she whispered, "I'm sorry I did what I 
did to you. If you were in love with Mercury, I should have been happy 
for you, instead of getting in your way."

	"You... doubtless felt betrayed," Ken responded, "an emotion I 
am all too familiar with. The important thing is that we have all 
chosen our paths, and now we must try to help each other walk them. 
Else we may lose all." He smiled, and stroked his sister's hair. "Now,
go. I have much to think about, and I would not keep you from getting 
your braid fixed. Your brother has no doubt made a bad situation far 
worse." 

	Mars laughed in concert with the boy, who looked so much like 
her, and rose to her feet. "Will I see you again later?"

	"Sister, if you did, you'd soon get sick of seeing me. I 
wouldn't be surprised if you decided you never wanted to see me again."

	The girl laughed. "Never! Fare well, dear brother. I love you."

	"And I you, dear sister. Now go. Leave your boring little 
brother to his thoughts and plots. Enjoy yourself."

**********

	Once, Prince Ken of Mars hadn't been able to get enough time 
alone. He had hidden in various places all over his castle, doing all 
in his power to avoid people. Libraries, guest rooms, even closets had 
all been little more than his latest hiding place back then. Even after
falling in love with Mercury, and learning to his eternal surprise that
she returned his love, he had merely changed his priorities slightly. 
Then, he had needed hiding places big enough for two. 

	Of late, he reflected, he had been spending far too much time 
alone. He found his taste for it diminishing with time. Every time he 
was alone, it was really only a matter of time before...

	"How fares the day, Prince Ken? You were supposed to take care 
of Sailor Venus for me." Kaito Ace once again managed to sneak up 
behind Ken, who found this habit unnerving. He suspected he could have
his back against a solid stone wall, and Kaito Ace would find a way to 
sneak up behind him. 

	"I did the best that I could, Ace. I planted the gems on 
Jupiter, Mars, and Mercury, just as you instructed. I would have 
tried for Venus, but she left while I was with Mercury. I couldn't get 
to her in time, and I haven't seen her since." 

	"Ah, no worries." Kaito Ace grinned amiably and sat down next 
to his associate. "I got the book, and even managed to fit in most of 
my scheduled gloating. All in all, I think I would colour this plan 
'successful'. You're sure that the gems are planted?" 

	Ken scowled. "Yes, Ace. One in each girl's hair, as you told 
me. I CAN follow a simple order, you know : I'm not some stupid youma."

	"Excellent!" Ace smirked and removed his mask, revealing the 
bishounen features of Danburite. Reaching into his sleeve, he produced 
a number of silk scarves and began to polish the lenses of said mask. 
"When those gems absorb the earthlight tonight, our worries will be 
over!" He finished polishing his mask and examined it critically in 
the sunlight. "I have to tell you, I'm actually starting to feel good
about this little assignment. The Five of Swords haven't been gathered,
the book is in our possession, and by now, our dear friend Sage is well
on his way to Heaven."

	"But what about the Sailor Senshi?" Ken asked carefully. "Won't
they get in our way?"

	"Ken," Ace said with a slight laugh, "thanks to those gems you
planted, the Sailor Senshi won't just stay out of our way : they'll 
kidnap Serenity for us!"

**********

To Be Concluded...


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