Daughter of the Generation
Chapter 1 - And So It Begins

A/N at end, k?

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Every generation, the senshi of the old solar system were reborn.
Whether the were called or not depended on the activity of the Dark
Kingdom. It always worked, five young women, each pure and innocent,
were endowed with the dormant souls of the original warriors. But
something went wrong when the year 1985 came around. Instead of
five mortals gifted with second souls, the crystal that had long
since done this...shattered. And with it, all the power held in it
was released to scatter to humans around the world.

And on that fateful day, a lone cry shook Earth when two gray eyes
opened to a white room and a dead body.

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Kick. Punch. Roundhouse. Thrust. Leg sweep. Flying kick.

Ikenie Tsukino fought her imaginary opponent savagely as her white
hot rage spiraled lazily to new heights. [Kicked out of my school?!
I'll show those bastards, all of them. Just wait till the youma
attack and I'm not there to fight them. So I caused the chem lab to
explode and destroy half the school...Big deal. At least all those
little shits got a few days off!] She screamed her anger and with
a mighty spiral kick, shattered the practice dummy. As she wiped the
sweat off her face, she whispered, "Bastards."

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Frost looked out at the Tokyo skyline and wondered if his princess
was out there looking at the same sights and drinking in the silver
light of the waxing moon. The moon...it brought back memories
of his hurried flight from the Americas to this small island with
so much activity, both human and supernatural.

Frost took a long look at the midnight sky and dropped his mental
shields, watching a greenish luminescence flare at certain points in
the city. [Enough of being cooped up in this empty apartment, I think
I'll check out the paranormal activity and see what's in my territory.]
Frost smiled a down-right feral grin and stripped off his soft gray
shirt and slacks. He slipped on a pair of black silk pants and a gray
wife beater, putting on black slipppers, stepping onto the balcony,
and then jumping to the roof down below.

[I know she's here...and I will find her!]

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A soft meow floated through the murky stillness of the night air as a
small black cat forced herself up from the dingy puddle of rain water
and car fluids to limp slightly down a side street, not noticing the
bandage on her forehead slipping off and a soft glow emitting from the
crescent mark as power floated through her weak form. Walking through a
patch of light, Mau looked up at the stars and called down their power
to help her.

::Star that gave birth
To essence floating through this earth
Come to one you nurtured well
Heal the protector from you who fell
Give soft breath to wounds many
And bring strength in droves aplenty.::

With the final gentle word, motes of light gathered around Mau and
caught themselves in her inky fur, sinking when they touched bare skin.
Mau hissed in pain as the bones began to re-knit in her leg, then gave a
soft half-whimper when torn and bruised muscle smoothed out and dead
blood became oxygen filled once more. As the final speck of star dust
fell on her nose, Mau looked up in time to see a blurred figure jump
from a nearby roof to land in a crouch before her.

"Well, well pussy-cat. What have we here?" Soft silvery hair glinted in
the light she had just been contemplating while stormy blue eyes glittered
dangerously from behind ruffled bangs. "A demon or an angel? Star or void?
You better answer kitty, my patience doesn't last forever."

Mau thought quickly and scanned the stranger's aura, noting a hidden black
shadow behind the gold of his life force. But she completely ignored it
when she noticed the odd interweaving pattern in the section closest to
his upper arm. Calling forth a feline shriek, the glamour burst into so
many useless threads to reveal a dragon curled around a planet burned into
his arm. "(Protecting Goddess! What has been reborn into this world?!)" Mau
yelled as she slipped back into the Old Tongue. "(You were supposed to die!
The Heir became Endymion, not the Prince of War! You will not find her
again!)" Mau was truly scared, the first Prince had been reborn and that
meant all hell was about to break loose.

His eyes hardened and he hissed lowly, "(You have no idea what I have seen
in this waste of space through so many ages past. I have watched Her die
over and over again, and I thanked the Goddess Serenity she was not truly
flesh. But somehow the crystal shattered, and that brought back me. I will
not let her go a second time, Seito no Mau! She, and her body belong to
me! The Prince of War and Blood has returned to claim the Princess of Light
and Flesh!)" He then tilted back his head and a howl filled with fire and
primal nights thrust through his throat to rip the night air asunder. When
his tilted down, he looked at Mau with eyes gone wild, whispering only one
word.

"Run."

And as Mau streaked through the streets, she prayed to every diety she knew.
[Do not let him possess the Princess again, for another child from their 
blood
would be unstoppable.]

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Okay, my thought for this was that the senshi need to change with the times, 
and
face it, the new millennium is not an era of peace and prosperity. Also, 
Frost was
kind of modified from the book Caress of Twilight. The base character 
doesn't belong
to me, k? And a few translations:

Seito no Mau - Star of Mau
Ikenie - Sacrifice

And duh, Usagi is Ikenie in this. My story, my names. C&C welcome.




~Sera Luanma
http://kristi_8.tripod.com/choice.html


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