The characters in this story belong to their respective creators and rights
holders. Ranma 1/2 is the creation of Rumiko Takahashi. Sailor Moon is the
creation of Naoko Takeuchi. All original content is the creation of Samuel
Phoenix.

The Senshi and the Silence
Prologue: Sweet Dreams
PsyckoSama (syp104@psu.edu)

I am death, the destroyer of worlds. The harbinger of destruction who leaves
nothing in his path. Life is but a passing dream in my wake. Where there is,
I leave nothing. Where there was, is no longer.

It is my raison d'�tre. To grant to all the final peace that is oblivion. To
bring calm to a wild existence.

I stand now on another world. Another place that requires my touch, my gift
to them. I hear the sounds of nature, and laughing children. Soon there will
be only peace. Only me. I will grant these pitiful beings the peace I my
never possess.

I look before me, and see a human. A pitiful being that wishes to fight. I
will grant her request, allow her to strike me. It is the nature of all life
to protect themselves. To deny them their one pointless chance. They will
resist, they will strike, but in the end I am eternal. None can resist the
chaos the brings order. My power is absolute.

What is this? This power, this purity that this mortal possesses. It is
alien to me. The antithesis of what I am.

Pain, white light. The agony of death. That is all I feel, all I am. It has
overcome my being. My power is being wrenched from me, my strength
vanishing. My mind is fading. I can see only darkness, and hear only
Silence.

I am, at peace.

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"Ahh!" cried Saotome Ranma as he sat up drenched in sweat.

"It was only a nightmare... it was only a nightmare..." he told him self,
but not convincing.

There was a rustle next to him. A fur covered arm burst from the blankets
grasping a sign that read, "Shut up, boy! I'm trying to sleep."

Ranma sighed to calm himself, and shook his head. He could think later. He
just needed to rest. To pray that he does not dream once more.

Wiping his brow, he lay back onto his futon and slipped back into the
restless sleep from which he had awakened.

NOTES: Just the beginning of a quick little idea that popped into my head.
Think I should do something with it and continue?


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