Dreams of 9
Disclaimer: Not mine, nope, not at all.
Inspired by: Nightmare on Elm Street and another Film I forgot the title of, they went into dreams there.
Warnings: Where the hell did this come from? Slight shoujo-Ai, rather one sided … VERY one sided. I think…
Timeline: Somewhen after Pharao90
Spoilers: Can't find any, but than again I haven't seen a lot of Sailor Moon.
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Dreams of 9
For Hotaru Tomoe Dreams were different. She had normal dreams, as far as the occasional weird thing or nightmare. But usually it was a new vision, or a new memory from the past.
Being Sailor Saturn, a shy weapon of mass destruction, sucked big time.
This however wasn't the reason Hotaru didn't like going to bed. Removing a shadow from eternal darkness was impossible after all.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
It was with a certain amount of nervousness that Hotaru closed her eyes. Sleep never came easily, for certain reasons.
As her eyes opened again she found herself standing in a park. Green trees, soft grass, flowers in full bloom. The blood red roses with their sweet and heavy scent were her first hint. This was going to be one of those dreams. The problem was, they were always different.
"Over here." A dark sensual voice called.
Hotaru shivered, definitely one of those dreams. She turned around to see her personal shadow holding a picnic basket and a blanket. "Picnic?"
Mistress 9 smiled. "Would you prefer fighting me?"
Hotaru shook her head. Fighting Mistress 9 in a dream-scape was hazardous, they both had some control over the surroundings and access to a lot of power. Usually the dream-scape didn't survive that. "What did you make?"
"A few sandwiches and some roast turkey. I got ice cream for dessert." 9 offered
That didn't sound to bad Hotaru decided.
"Now sit down and I'll feed you."
OR maybe it was bad.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Hotaru stared at her homework. Interpretation of a dream. Most of her 'dreams' left no space for interpretations as they were memories or as they featured Mistress 9. Somehow she knew that interpreting her visitor was NOT what she was supposed to do. And she really didn't want to know what went on in the head of her shadow.
Being Hotaru Tomoe, Senshi of Saturn and host of Mistress 9 sucked big time.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
"There you are."
Hotaru whirled around. "Not today! I need a normal dream."
"Why?" Mistress 9 asked. The clearly battle ready shadow hesitated curious at her hosts choice of words.
"My homework, I need a normal dream, that I can actually try to interpret." The small girl pleaded.
The smile Hotaru got back was nothing short of feral. "'Till first blood."
"What?"
Mistress 9 attacked.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Hotaru woke up much later, blushing madly. "I'm too young for that kind of dreams, dammit." Realizing that she just swore she carefully glanced around before she collapsed onto her pillow. "The one time I get rid of her I dream of the other shy girl in my class. Like it's my fault all the 'men' were scared of me back than." Hotaru turned and stared at the ceiling. "And they fear me yet again."
Slowly the girl rose. After freshening up in the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror. "Condemned by fate to be a lesbian." This was in no way a pleasant thought for the girl. Back in her room she sat at her desk and started on her homework. Maybe she should try to interpret that picnic with 9 two weeks ago? Of course omitting the part where 9 made her lie down and fed her the strawberries. Yes that might work for a homework.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
The homework had worked out perfectly, though she had gotten a few weird looks for her description of a 'grabby blackhair that wouldn't take a no for an answer' and the strawberries. She wondered if she missing some hidden meaning in those, and that she maybe should have omitted those after all.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Hotaru sighed. Last night her visitor had attacked, together they destroyed Tokyo, Chicago, New York and evaporated Loch Ness. Hotaru personally blamed Minako for the tentacle monster posing as Nessie, though it never stood a chance against the two girls. Hotaru idly mused if she was super-powered, or was it hyper-powered? She doubted that many people had the power she and her shadow commanded. Even when it came to the Senshi the Queen was the only one who even came close. And she protected the seals on her power by herself.
"Watch where you go." A boy growled as he ran into her.
"Sorry" Hotaru mumbled and wished she could just blast him to bits. Or that she could turn him over to her shadow. She doubted that 9 would have trouble with playing a little with him. Things would be so much easier if she could just let loose, but that would mean to stop caring.
Hotaru wasn't ready to stop caring, yet. Maybe in the future but she still held hope for humanity.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
She remembered. It was ball on the moon. She who was now called Usagi had been born a year ago. Everyone danced, everyone had fun. Everyone but her. Her black dress was hugging her and rather plain, except that it seemed to glow darkness. While a great contrast to her pale skin, it seemed to reinforce the fright the people had of her.
So she waited for what would never happen, someone to ask her for a dance. Well one person did, it was a small girl, daughter to one of the palace servants, she had red hair, red as freshly spilled blood. There she was. Hotaru did what she remembered, she accepted and they danced. The twelve year old palace servant and the over thousand years old angel of death and life. One thing made her smile, the dancers parted around them, allowing them the space that all others lacked.
In the future the two of them would meet again, there would even be a small affair between them. Twelve years later it would be her that was going to deliver the first child of the union of the girl and her husband. A healthy red haired girl that was going to have the name of Celcia. The girl would die in the war that was the end of silver millennium. It was her death that made Hotaru unleash part of her true power, the circle of life an death. The only attack that was truly what she was. Pietati et Literis, the beginning of the end.
The dance ended and the girl had to go. Hotaru prepared herself for standing the rest of the evening when she came. Black hair and a white mask, a yellow dress that was at the limit of what was considered decent for an occasion like this.
"May I have this dance?" the soft voice asked.
"My lead?" Hotaru asked. It was always hers.
A nod and they started. For hours they danced, two women, Hotaru did not care that this was not like her memories. It beat standing for hours.
At the end of the final dance she dipped her partner low. Only to see the mask fade away and 9 smiling at her before she closed the space between their lips. She did something that never happened in real life. She dropped her dancing partner.
9 pouted. "Hotaru play nice."
Hotaru stared at her Shadow. "You were acting nice?" It was more a statement than a question.
"You know when the last time was that I had a decent dance?" 9 got up. "Some two millennia or so ago."
"This was mine, about eleven millennia ago."
"It sucks to be you."
"I know." Hotaru sighed.
"Peace for tonight?" 9 offered a wicked grin on her face.
Hotaru had the feeling that was going to regret this but she nodded anyway.
"Good, as I don't have a room that means I'll bunk with you."
Hotaru sighed, there was always a catch.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Live went on, enemies came, enemies went, enemies died. But at the last enemy something happened that she couldn't forgive.
They had attacked her, they had planned on sacrificing her. That wouldn't do. It would be so easy to wide them out, just a small flick at night and all would be over.
They would pay, not now not soon, but they will. 9 was surprisingly encouraging. Offering hints on how it would hurt the most. But surprisingly it was 9 who calmed down from destroying the house with the two inside while she and Setsuna weren't inside. "I like our room." Somehow dying again had bonded the two of them even more. "Make them suffer, death is swift, but embarrassment and humiliation can last for ever."
"So any idea how we are going to do this?" Hotaru asked her Shadow. This time they were sitting on an asteroid on one of Saturn's rings. The vacuum of space wasn't bothering them at all, what was bothering Hotaru was the fact that 9 was cuddled against her side. "It's cold here." the shadow had said.
Now they were brainstorming, none of them were pranksters or very social, so humiliating someone wasn't something either of them had ever done.
"We need help, but none of us knows anyone we could sick on them."
"I know Setsuna is put of by them as well, maybe the two of us should move out, but they are still our guardians." Hotaru offered.
9 gave her a small squeeze, "But they won't give you up voluntary, it helps them play mum, dad and cute daughter."
"Living with the weird aunt or granny that no-one talks about."
The two girls shared a giggle.
"But it is a start, and now shoo, you have to get up."
"You are the one lying on top of me."
"I mean you have to wake up."
"Oh."
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Setsuna did help with the prank. They made the police capture Haruka, more like they organized all those speeding tickets that had disappeared before and made sure they were delivered to the right places.
Seeing Haruka cry in anguish over her pulled license had been oddly satisfying to the guardians of time and silence.
Using this opportunity the pair moved out as well, while their shedules rarely matched, when they met it was oddly comforting. Hotaru was never alone after all, and Setsuna had always been alone.
Being alone together was something that should be impossible, but their calm interactions were not of companionship, they were of trust. Not friendship but simple trust that kept them together.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Mistress 9 was spooked, this was not a normal dream.
She walked through the shadows that were covering everything, they were caressing her, luring her. She needed to find Hotaru, and fast.
Using a teleportation she was beside the transformed girl.
"This is a prophecy, of times to come, of the shadows to come."
The earth was shrouded in darkness, here on highest mountain on earth she could see and feel the darkness creep everywhere. However several strands were wrapped around Hotaru's left hand, and the girl was playing with them.
"The time of change will come, to pull the world into darkness, it is yet to be decided if it will be a warm darkness or the all ending darkness."
The Senshi rose to her feet.
"The Lord is coming for us, and I for one will no warm them. He will see and he will decide, and we are the only ones to know. The time of change is upon us."
9 watched the shadows dancing around them, and she was afraid. This darkness knew death, knew pain and knew torture. Unlike her host she wanted to warn the others, she had grown used to living like she was currently, and unlike Sailor Saturn, she would not simply accept the darkness trying to consume her.
Authors Notes v0.0: This was created during work. The longest I took for a sentence there was five breaks.
Author Notes v0.1: added scene at the end, some cosmetics in between. Wanted to make another change, but forgot what it was. It has been long ago that I last touched this fic. Special thanks to gsteemso and Alathon
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Authors Notes v0.2: Added the prank and a small prophecy. I think this is good to go.
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Re: Dreams of 9
by Wyrd » Fri Jan 28, 2011 1:39 pm
This was going to be one of those dreams
For stylistic reasons, I would italicize those.
A dark sensual voice called.
dark, sensual or darkly sensual
"A few sandwiches and some roast turkey. I got ice cream for dessert."
If you kept the comment about strawberries later, you might want to revise this to 'I got strawberries and cream for dessert.' I have would be more grammatically correct, but I got is a common enough speech pattern to leave in.
"Why?" Mistress 9 asked. The clearly battle ready shadow hesitated curious at her hosts choice of words.
host's
"'Till first blood."
Still needs only one l on that 'til.
"I'm too young for that kind of dreams, dammit."
those kinds of dreams or that kind of dream
Of course omitting the part where 9 made her lie down and fed her the strawberries.
Omitting, of course, the part... reads better in my opinion.
Yes that might work for a homework.
for her homework
The homework had worked out perfectly, though she had gotten a few weird looks for her description of a 'grabby blackhair that wouldn't take a no for an answer' and the strawberries. She wondered if she missing some hidden meaning in those, and that she maybe should have omitted those after all.
"grabby blackhair who wouldn't take 'no' for an answer," and the strawberries. She wondered if she was missing :: You might also want to write this as a "grabby black haired 'boy' who wouldn't take 'no' for an answer" with the boy being in quotes to point out that she edited that part of the dream, too.
It was ball on the moon.
It was a ball on the moon.
Her black dress was hugging her and rather plain, except that it seemed to glow darkness.
I would phrase that glow with darkness or radiate darkness, or possibly seemed to have a dark glow about it.
Well one person did, it was a small girl, daughter to one of the palace servants, she had red hair, red as freshly spilled blood.
Well, one person did. It was a small girl, daughter to one of the palace servants. She had red hair, red as freshly spilled blood.
The twelve year old palace servant and the over thousand years old angel of death and life
over a thousand
One thing made her smile, the dancers parted around them, allowing them the space that all others lacked.
One thing made her smile: The dancers :: Personally, I would tend to use affording them the space or granting them the space lacked by all others, but that is just a stylistic preference.
Twelve years later it would be her that was going to deliver the first child of the union of the girl and her husband. A healthy red haired girl that was going to have the name of Celcia.
Since this is being written from the perspective of remembering what happened after the dream, I would phrase this as: Twelve years later, she would be the one to deliver the first child of the brave little girl and her husband, a healthy red haired girl they would name Celcia.
Hotaru prepared herself for standing the rest of the evening when she came. Black hair and a white mask, a yellow dress that was at the limit of what was considered decent for an occasion like this.
Hotaru prepared herself for what she remembered, standing there the rest of the evening, when she came. She had glorious black hair, and was clad in a white mask and yellow dress that strained the limits of what was considered decent at the time.
A nod and they started. For hours they danced, two women, Hotaru did not care that this was not like her memories. It beat standing for hours.
For hours they danced, these two women. Hotaru did
At the end of the final dance she dipped her partner low. Only to see the mask fade away and 9 smiling at her before she closed the space between their lips. She did something that never happened in real life. She dropped her dancing partner.
At the end of the final dance, she dipped her partner low, only to see the mask fade away, revealing 9 smiling at her before closing the space between their lips. Hotaru did something she had never done in real life: She dropped her dancing partner.
"Good, as I don't have a room that means I'll bunk with you."
Good. As I don't have a room, that means
Live went on, enemies came, enemies went, enemies died. But at the last enemy something happened that she couldn't forgive.
They had attacked her, they had planned on sacrificing her. That wouldn't do. It would be so easy to wide them out, just a small flick at night and all would be over.
Life went on :: With the most recent enemy, however, something happened that she just couldn't forgive. They had attacked her. They had planned on sacrificing her. :: I don't know what you meant by 'a small flick at night.' It could be a phrase with which I am unfamiliar. I suggest at least reconsidering this sentence.
{quote]They would pay, not now not soon, but they will[/quote]
They would pay. Not now. Not soon. But pay they would. :: Yes, this is not entirely grammatically correct, but the rules of grammar exist to facilitate communication, not stifle it. Writing it this way, IMO, increases the impact.
9 was surprisingly encouraging. Offering hints on how it would hurt the most. But surprisingly it was 9 who calmed down from destroying the house with the two inside while she and Setsuna weren't inside.
9 was surprisingly encouraging, offering hints on how to cause the most pain, but surprisingly it was 9 who discouraged her from just destroying the house with the two inside while she and Setsuna were not. :: Is this about remembering how Uranus and Neptune treated her while Mistress 9 was in control and Hotaru didn't know she was Saturn, or is this something new that they did? I agree, the two were *(&holes, but they already got the bleep beat out of them for it, and were raising Hotaru partially as penance.
"Make them suffer, death is swift, but embarrassment and humiliation can last for ever."
"Make them suffer. Death is swift, :: forever."
"So any idea how we are going to do this?"
"So, any idea
"It's cold here." the shadow had said.
"It's cold here," the
Now they were brainstorming, none of them were pranksters or very social, so humiliating someone wasn't something either of them had ever done.
Now they were brainstorming. Neither of them were pranksters :: An interesting note here is that if she is willing to limit her revenge to just embarrassing/humiliating, she could probably get all of the Inners and Setsuna to help. Those two need their egos punctured several times in story just because they are a little bit stronger than most of the Inners(except Moon) and a little bit older(about a year). If Chibi-Usa is around, she likely knows more about how to embarrass them than anyone else except Setsuna, and Hotaru views her as a friend. Her only real friend, in fact.
"We need help, but none of us knows anyone we could sick on them."
"I know Setsuna is put of by them as well, maybe the two of us should move out, but they are still our guardians." Hotaru offered.
but neither of us :: is put off
9 gave her a small squeeze, "But they won't give you up voluntary, it helps them play mum, dad and cute daughter."
voluntarily
Setsuna did help with the prank. They made the police capture Haruka, more like they organized all those speeding tickets that had disappeared before and made sure they were delivered to the right places.
Seeing Haruka cry in anguish over her pulled license had been oddly satisfying to the guardians of time and silence.
Using this opportunity the pair moved out as well, while their shedules rarely matched, when they met it was oddly comforting. Hotaru was never alone after all, and Setsuna had always been alone.
They convinced the police to arrest Haruka by 'undisappearing' all of those speeding tickets that Haruka had made mysteriously vanish. :: satisfying to the guardians of both Time and Silence. :: schedules :: An interesting note about Asian driving laws in general(I don't know for certain if this applies to Japan, since it was Shanghai I specifically heard this about): You don't get tickets for driving illegally unless you actually cause an accident. Effectively, the policy is 'no harm, no foul.' It still works for this story, though, since you are writing for an English speaking audience.
Being alone together was something that should be impossible, but their calm interactions were not of companionship, they were of trust. Not friendship but simple trust that kept them together.
This reads a little redundantly(unnecessarily repetitive). The last sentence needs to be 'It was not friendship, but simple trust' to avoid being a sentence fragment. A possible rewriting for the whole thing: Being alone together would seem to be impossible, yet somehow they managed it, because their interactions were not about companionship, nor friendship, not even need, but simply one of trust. They each knew they could absolutely trust the other, so they felt safe sharing a house, not a home. Hotaru was, of course, never truly alone, and Setsuna was so used to being alone that she had found the level of interaction Haruka and Michiru insisted upon to be uncomfortable.
Mistress 9 was spooked, this was not a normal dream.
She walked through the shadows that were covering everything, they were caressing her, luring her. She needed to find Hotaru, and fast.
Using a teleportation she was beside the transformed girl.
Mistress 9 was spooked. This was not a normal dream.
She walked through the shadows that covered everything, shadows that caressed her, called to her, lured her towards them. She needed to find Hotaru, and fast. Concentrating on moving to Hotaru didn't work, which it would have in an ordinary dreamscape, further worrying her. Using a teleportation spell, she was finally able to reach the side of the transformed Senshi.
This is a stylistic suggestion. I use Senshi instead of girl because she is powered up and acting in her role as guardian of Silence. Also, with the level of control you have previously stated they have over their dreamscapes, I felt a little more reinforcing of the idea that this wasn't performing like a normal one was called for. Use it or not, as you will, I just wanted to suggest it.
The earth was shrouded in darkness, here on highest mountain on earth she could see and feel the darkness creep everywhere.
Earth :: on the highest mountain on Earth :: When referring to the planet, you should always capitalize it. The lowercase form of earth is used to refer to a patch of dirt.
"This is a prophecy, of times to come, of the shadows to come."
The earth was shrouded in darkness, here on highest mountain on earth she could see and feel the darkness creep everywhere. However several strands were wrapped around Hotaru's left hand, and the girl was playing with them.
"The time of change will come, to pull the world into darkness, it is yet to be decided if it will be a warm darkness or the all ending darkness."
The Senshi rose to her feet.
"The Lord is coming for us, and I for one will no warm them. He will see and he will decide, and we are the only ones to know. The time of change is upon us."
9 watched the shadows dancing around them, and she was afraid. This darkness knew death, knew pain and knew torture. Unlike her host she wanted to warn the others, she had grown used to living like she was currently, and unlike Sailor Saturn, she would not simply accept the darkness trying to consume her.
Again, I wanted to suggest a rewrite of this scene. Take what inspiration from it suits you:
The fuku clad Senshi spoke from where she knelt, her voice distant. "This is a prophecy of times to come, of the shadows to come."
Here on the highest mountain on Earth, 9 could see that whole world seemed to be shrouded in darkness. She could both see and feel how the darkness was creeping and surging, moving across the world below and crawling up the mountain she stood upon. What disturbed her the most was the way that several strands of the darkness were wrapped around Hotaru's left hand, where the girl was playing with them.
Saturn spoke again, the power in her voice making it clear that it was the eternal Senshi speaking, and not the vessel of that power. Only in Moon was the difference between the power and she who wielded it as clear. ""The time of change will come, to pull the world into darkness. This will happen. It is yet to be decided, however, if the darkness will be warm and comforting, bringing healing to the world, or cold and harsh, bringing the end of all things."
The Senshi rose to her feet.
"The Lord is coming for us, and I for one will not warm them. He will see and he will decide, and we are the only ones to know. The time of change is upon us."
9 watched the shadows dancing around them, and she was afraid. This darkness knew death, knew pain and knew torture. Unlike her host she wanted to warn the others. She had grown used to living as she was currently. This life was so different from what she had experienced under Pharaoh 90, and unlike Sailor Saturn, she would not simply accept the darkness trying to consume her and a world she was growing to love.
One last comment on formatting: Quite a few of your paragraphs need to be broken up into multiple smaller ones, and double spacing between paragraphs makes the whole thing much cleaner to look at and easier to read, IMO, especially when dealing with dialogue, as it makes it more clear when you are changing speakers.
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Wyrd
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Re: Dreams of 9
by migele » Sat Jan 29, 2011 10:30 am
1st:
Can anyone recommand a good grammar book? I seem to have missplaced mine.
Doesn't have to be one of those huge monsters, but it should something advanced.
2nd:
I don't think I have ever spent so much time on reworking and changing something this small in like ever.
@wyrm
Well after the Mistress 9 fiasco there was the Galaxia incident as well. I am being vague on purpose actually.
While I understand that they love each other, their main loyality is not as clear as that to me, I have to confess I haven't seen all the eps (very few actually) and I only skimmed the mangas (way to much work for a series that I really like very few chars of) so I could be wrong, but it is my interpretation of what I saw and so I'm sticking to it.
[quote]An interesting note here is that if she is willing to limit her revenge to just embarrassing/humiliating, she could probably get all of the Inners and Setsuna to help. Those two need their egos punctured several times in story just because they are a little bit stronger than most of the Inners(except Moon) and a little bit older(about a year). If Chibi-Usa is around, she likely knows more about how to embarrass them than anyone else except Setsuna, and Hotaru views her as a friend. Her only real friend, in fact.[quote]
An interesting observation. You could see Hotaru as having a split personality, even if it isn't technically true. With how paranoid some of the members are, everything that could hint at her shadow is being supressed violently.
And as for Chibi-Usa, no idea if she was there after Galaxia.
--- Story Update ---
Dreams of 9
Disclaimer: Not mine, nope, not at all.
Inspired by: Nightmare on Elm Street and another Film I forgot the title of, they went into dreams there.
Warnings: Where the hell did this come from? Slight shoujo-Ai, rather one sided … VERY one sided. I think…
Timeline: Somewhen after Pharao90
Spoilers: Can't find any, but than again I haven't seen a lot of Sailor Moon.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Dreams of 9
For Hotaru Tomoe Dreams were different. She had normal dreams, as far as the occasional weird thing or nightmare. But usually it was a new vision, or a new memory from the past.
Being Sailor Saturn, a shy weapon of mass destruction, sucked big time.
This however wasn't the reason Hotaru didn't like going to bed. Removing a shadow from eternal darkness was impossible after all.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
It was with a certain amount of nervousness that Hotaru closed her eyes. Sleep never came easily, for certain reasons.
As her eyes opened again she found herself standing in a park. Green trees, soft grass, flowers in full bloom. The blood red roses with their sweet and heavy scent were her first hint. This was going to be one of those dreams. The problem was, they were always different.
"Over here." A dark, sensual voice called.
Hotaru shivered, definitely one of 'those' dreams. She turned around to see her personal shadow holding a picnic basket and a blanket. "Picnic?"
Mistress 9 smiled. "Would you prefer fighting me?"
Hotaru shook her head. Fighting Mistress 9 in a dream-scape was hazardous, they both had some control over the surroundings and access to a lot of power. Usually the dream-scape didn't survive that. "What did you make?"
"A few sandwiches and some roast turkey. I got ice cream and strawberries for dessert." 9 offered
That didn't sound to bad Hotaru decided.
"Now sit down and I'll feed you."
OR maybe it was bad.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Hotaru stared at her homework. Interpretation of a dream. Most of her 'dreams' left no space for interpretations as they were memories or as they featured Mistress 9. Somehow she knew that interpreting her visitor was NOT what she was supposed to do. And she really didn't want to know what went on in the head of her shadow.
Being Hotaru Tomoe, Senshi of Saturn and host of Mistress 9 sucked big time.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
"There you are."
Hotaru whirled around. "Not today! I need a normal dream."
"Why?" Mistress 9 asked. The clearly battle ready shadow hesitated curious at her host's choice of words.
"My homework, I need a normal dream, that I can actually try to interpret." The small girl pleaded.
The smile Hotaru got back was nothing short of feral. "'Til first blood."
"What?"
Mistress 9 attacked.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Hotaru woke up much later, blushing madly. "I'm too young for that kind of dreams, dammit." Realizing that she just swore she carefully glanced around before she collapsed onto her pillow. "The one time I get rid of her I dream of the other shy girl in my class. Like it's my fault all the 'men' were scared of me back than." Hotaru turned and stared at the ceiling. "And they fear me yet again."
Slowly the girl rose. After freshening up in the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror. "Condemned by fate to be a lesbian." This was in no way a pleasant thought for the girl. Back in her room she sat at her desk and started on her homework. Maybe she should try to interpret that picnic with 9 two weeks ago? Omitting of course the part where 9 made her lie down and fed her the strawberries. Yes that might work for her homework.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
The homework had worked out perfectly, though she had gotten a few weird looks for her description of a 'grabby blackhaired date who wouldn't take a no for an answer' and the strawberries. She wondered if she missing some hidden meaning in those, and that she maybe should have omitted those after all.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Hotaru sighed. Last night her visitor had attacked, together they destroyed Tokyo, Chicago, New York and evaporated Loch Ness. Hotaru personally blamed Minako for the tentacle monster posing as Nessie, though it never stood a chance against the two girls. Hotaru idly mused if she was super-powered, or was it hyper-powered? She doubted that many people had the power she and her shadow commanded. Even when it came to the Senshi the Queen was the only one who even came close. And she protected the seals on her power by herself.
"Watch where you go." A boy growled as he ran into her.
"Sorry" Hotaru mumbled and wished she could just blast him to bits. Or that she could turn him over to her shadow. She doubted that 9 would have trouble with playing a little with him. Things would be so much easier if she could just let loose, but that would mean to stop caring.
Hotaru wasn't ready to stop caring, yet. Maybe in the future but she still held hope for humanity.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
She remembered. It was a ball on the moon. She who was now called Usagi had been born a year ago. Everyone danced, everyone had fun. Everyone but her. Her black dress was hugging her and rather plain, except that it seemed to radiate darkness. While a great contrast to her pale skin, it seemed to reinforce the fright the people had of her.
So she waited for what would never happen, someone to ask her for a dance. Well one person did. It was a small girl, daughter to one of the palace servants. She had red hair, red as freshly spilled blood. There she was. Hotaru did what she remembered, she accepted and they danced. The twelve year old palace servant and the over a thousand years old angel of death and life. One thing made her smile, the dancers parted around them, granting them the space that all others lacked.
In the future the two of them would meet again, there would even be a small affair between them. Twelve years later, she would be the one to deliver the first child of the union of the dancing girl and her husband, a healthy red haired girl they would name Celcia. This girl would die in the war that was the end of silver millennium. It was her death that made Hotaru unleash part of her true power, the circle of life an death. The only attack that was truly what she was. Pietati et Literis, the beginning of the end.
The dance ended and the girl had to go. Hotaru prepared herself for the rest of the memory, standing and watching the others dance all evening when she came. She had black hair and she was wearing a sunny yellow dress with her face being concealed by a white mask, the dress was straining the limits of what was considered decent at an official occasion like the Moon Ball.
"May I have this dance?" the soft voice asked.
"My lead?" Hotaru asked. It was always hers.
A nod and they started. For hours they danced, these two women, Hotaru did not care that this was not like her memories. It beat standing straight for hours.
At the end of the final dance, she dipped her partner low, only to see the mask fade away, revealing 9 smiling at her before closing the space between their lips. Hotaru did something that she had never done in real life: She dropped her dancing partner.
9 pouted. "Hotaru play nice."
Hotaru stared at her Shadow. "You were acting nice?" It was more a statement than a question.
"You know when the last time was that I had a decent dance?" 9 got up. "Some two millennia or so ago."
"This was mine, about eleven millennia ago."
"It sucks to be you."
"I know." Hotaru sighed.
"Peace for tonight?" 9 offered a wicked grin on her face.
Hotaru had the feeling that was going to regret this but she nodded anyway.
"Good. As I don't have a room, that means I'll bunk with you."
Hotaru sighed, there was always a catch.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Live went on, enemies came, enemies went, enemies died.
However, during their battles with their most recent enemy something happened that she could never forgive them.
They had attacked her. They had planned on sacrificing her. They had never hesitated in their actions. That would never do. It would be so easy to wide them out, just a small wave with her hand at night and it would all be over.
They would pay, not now not soon, but they would. 9 was surprisingly encouraging. Offering hints on what could hurt them the most, but surprisingly it was 9 who discouraged her from destroying the house with the two inside while she and Setsuna were not.
"I like our room." Somehow dying again had bonded the two of them even more. "Make them suffer. Death is swift, but embarrassment and humiliation can last forever."
"So, any idea how we are going to do this?" Hotaru asked her Shadow. This time they were sitting on an asteroid in one of Saturn's rings. The vacuum of space wasn't bothering them at all, what was bothering Hotaru was the fact that 9 was cuddled against her side. "It's cold here," the shadow had explained.
Now they were brainstorming. Neither of them were pranksters or very social, so humiliating someone wasn't something either of them had ever done before.
"We need help, but neither of us knows anyone we could sick on them."
"I know Setsuna is put off by them as well, maybe the two of us should move out, but they are still our guardians." Hotaru offered.
9 gave her a small squeeze, "But they won't give you up voluntarily, it helps them play mum, dad and cute daughter."
"Living with the weird aunt or granny that no-one talks about."
The two girls shared a giggle.
"But it is a start, and now shoo, you have to get up."
"You are the one lying on top of me."
"I mean you have to wake up."
"Oh."
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Setsuna did help with the prank. It was a bit more malicious then they had originally planned but it worked fine for them. They sacrificed some of their things for it as well, but they didn't care. The time guardian dropped a few hints to the right kind of wrong people and one night when they were all out, with Haruka not going by car since Michiru had a concert and got escorted by limousine, the house got raided.
The next step came soon after, a little covert action by Setsuna and Hotaru and with a generous amount of abusing their powers helped in spiking the drinks at the after concert party. While they kept the two girls from being taken advantage off, they didn't stop them from getting very amorous in a corner.
Much to the horror, amusement and appreciation of the various other guests.
The next morning had the two suffer enough public humiliation to flee the scene. There was no way in hell Michiru was going to sign those pictures from their very public night together.
On arival at home they saw the police, the chief greeting them with a grin since he had been at the party.
Seeing Haruka cry in anguish over her empty parking lot had been oddly satisfying to the well hidden from sight guardians of Time and Silence.
Using this opportunity the pair moved out as well, while their schedules rarely matched, when they met it was oddly comforting. Hotaru was never alone after all, and Setsuna had always been alone.
Being alone together was something that should be impossible, but their calm interactions were not of companionship, they were of trust. Not friendship but the simple fact that they could never betray each other without betraying themselves.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Mistress 9 was spooked, this was not a normal dream.
She walked through the shadows that had covered everything, shadows that caressed her, lured her deeper into the darkness. She needed to find Hotaru, and fast.
Using a teleportation spell she was beside the transformed Senshi. The glowing eyes unnerved her even further.
"This is a prophecy, of times to come, of the shadows to come."
The Earth was shrouded in darkness, here on highest mountain on earth she could see and feel the darkness creep and move below them.
However several strands were wrapped around the sitting Senshi's left hand, and the transformed girl was playing with them.
"The time of change will come,
"to pull the world into darkness,
"it's path is yet to be decided
"if it will be a warm darkness,
"or the all ending darkness."
The Senshi rose to her feet, the shadows releasing her and forming a circle on the ground around the two females.
"The Lord of Nightmares is coming for us, and I for one will not warm them.
"He will see and he will choose, and we will be the only ones to know.
"The times of change are upon us."
9 watched the shadows dancing around them, and she was afraid. This Darkness knew death. It knew pain and understood torture. Unlike her host she wanted to warn the others, she had grown used to living like she was currently.
Unlike Sailor Saturn, she would not simply accept the darkness trying to consume her, to lure her once again onto the dark paths of destruction that she had followed under her last Master.
Authors Notes v0.0: This was created during work. The longest I took for a sentence there was five breaks.
Author Notes v0.1: added scene at the end, some cosmetics in between. Wanted to make another change, but forgot what it was. It has been long ago that I last touched this fic. Special thanks to gsteemso and Alathon
Words: 1588
Authors Notes v0.2: Added the prank and a small prophecy. I think this is good to go.
Words: 1979
Authors Notes v0.3: Changed prank and prophecy scenes after feedback from Wyrm. Lots of smoothing and grammar corrections as well, most of them done by him.
Special thanks to: wyrm
Words: 2257
Can anyone recommand a good grammar book? I seem to have missplaced mine.
Doesn't have to be one of those huge monsters, but it should something advanced.
2nd:
I don't think I have ever spent so much time on reworking and changing something this small in like ever.
@wyrm
Is this about remembering how Uranus and Neptune treated her while Mistress 9 was in control and Hotaru didn't know she was Saturn, or is this something new that they did? I agree, the two were *(&holes, but they already got the bleep beat out of them for it, and were raising Hotaru partially as penance.
Well after the Mistress 9 fiasco there was the Galaxia incident as well. I am being vague on purpose actually.
While I understand that they love each other, their main loyality is not as clear as that to me, I have to confess I haven't seen all the eps (very few actually) and I only skimmed the mangas (way to much work for a series that I really like very few chars of) so I could be wrong, but it is my interpretation of what I saw and so I'm sticking to it.
[quote]An interesting note here is that if she is willing to limit her revenge to just embarrassing/humiliating, she could probably get all of the Inners and Setsuna to help. Those two need their egos punctured several times in story just because they are a little bit stronger than most of the Inners(except Moon) and a little bit older(about a year). If Chibi-Usa is around, she likely knows more about how to embarrass them than anyone else except Setsuna, and Hotaru views her as a friend. Her only real friend, in fact.[quote]
An interesting observation. You could see Hotaru as having a split personality, even if it isn't technically true. With how paranoid some of the members are, everything that could hint at her shadow is being supressed violently.
And as for Chibi-Usa, no idea if she was there after Galaxia.
--- Story Update ---
Dreams of 9
Disclaimer: Not mine, nope, not at all.
Inspired by: Nightmare on Elm Street and another Film I forgot the title of, they went into dreams there.
Warnings: Where the hell did this come from? Slight shoujo-Ai, rather one sided … VERY one sided. I think…
Timeline: Somewhen after Pharao90
Spoilers: Can't find any, but than again I haven't seen a lot of Sailor Moon.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Dreams of 9
For Hotaru Tomoe Dreams were different. She had normal dreams, as far as the occasional weird thing or nightmare. But usually it was a new vision, or a new memory from the past.
Being Sailor Saturn, a shy weapon of mass destruction, sucked big time.
This however wasn't the reason Hotaru didn't like going to bed. Removing a shadow from eternal darkness was impossible after all.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
It was with a certain amount of nervousness that Hotaru closed her eyes. Sleep never came easily, for certain reasons.
As her eyes opened again she found herself standing in a park. Green trees, soft grass, flowers in full bloom. The blood red roses with their sweet and heavy scent were her first hint. This was going to be one of those dreams. The problem was, they were always different.
"Over here." A dark, sensual voice called.
Hotaru shivered, definitely one of 'those' dreams. She turned around to see her personal shadow holding a picnic basket and a blanket. "Picnic?"
Mistress 9 smiled. "Would you prefer fighting me?"
Hotaru shook her head. Fighting Mistress 9 in a dream-scape was hazardous, they both had some control over the surroundings and access to a lot of power. Usually the dream-scape didn't survive that. "What did you make?"
"A few sandwiches and some roast turkey. I got ice cream and strawberries for dessert." 9 offered
That didn't sound to bad Hotaru decided.
"Now sit down and I'll feed you."
OR maybe it was bad.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Hotaru stared at her homework. Interpretation of a dream. Most of her 'dreams' left no space for interpretations as they were memories or as they featured Mistress 9. Somehow she knew that interpreting her visitor was NOT what she was supposed to do. And she really didn't want to know what went on in the head of her shadow.
Being Hotaru Tomoe, Senshi of Saturn and host of Mistress 9 sucked big time.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
"There you are."
Hotaru whirled around. "Not today! I need a normal dream."
"Why?" Mistress 9 asked. The clearly battle ready shadow hesitated curious at her host's choice of words.
"My homework, I need a normal dream, that I can actually try to interpret." The small girl pleaded.
The smile Hotaru got back was nothing short of feral. "'Til first blood."
"What?"
Mistress 9 attacked.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Hotaru woke up much later, blushing madly. "I'm too young for that kind of dreams, dammit." Realizing that she just swore she carefully glanced around before she collapsed onto her pillow. "The one time I get rid of her I dream of the other shy girl in my class. Like it's my fault all the 'men' were scared of me back than." Hotaru turned and stared at the ceiling. "And they fear me yet again."
Slowly the girl rose. After freshening up in the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror. "Condemned by fate to be a lesbian." This was in no way a pleasant thought for the girl. Back in her room she sat at her desk and started on her homework. Maybe she should try to interpret that picnic with 9 two weeks ago? Omitting of course the part where 9 made her lie down and fed her the strawberries. Yes that might work for her homework.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
The homework had worked out perfectly, though she had gotten a few weird looks for her description of a 'grabby blackhaired date who wouldn't take a no for an answer' and the strawberries. She wondered if she missing some hidden meaning in those, and that she maybe should have omitted those after all.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Hotaru sighed. Last night her visitor had attacked, together they destroyed Tokyo, Chicago, New York and evaporated Loch Ness. Hotaru personally blamed Minako for the tentacle monster posing as Nessie, though it never stood a chance against the two girls. Hotaru idly mused if she was super-powered, or was it hyper-powered? She doubted that many people had the power she and her shadow commanded. Even when it came to the Senshi the Queen was the only one who even came close. And she protected the seals on her power by herself.
"Watch where you go." A boy growled as he ran into her.
"Sorry" Hotaru mumbled and wished she could just blast him to bits. Or that she could turn him over to her shadow. She doubted that 9 would have trouble with playing a little with him. Things would be so much easier if she could just let loose, but that would mean to stop caring.
Hotaru wasn't ready to stop caring, yet. Maybe in the future but she still held hope for humanity.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
She remembered. It was a ball on the moon. She who was now called Usagi had been born a year ago. Everyone danced, everyone had fun. Everyone but her. Her black dress was hugging her and rather plain, except that it seemed to radiate darkness. While a great contrast to her pale skin, it seemed to reinforce the fright the people had of her.
So she waited for what would never happen, someone to ask her for a dance. Well one person did. It was a small girl, daughter to one of the palace servants. She had red hair, red as freshly spilled blood. There she was. Hotaru did what she remembered, she accepted and they danced. The twelve year old palace servant and the over a thousand years old angel of death and life. One thing made her smile, the dancers parted around them, granting them the space that all others lacked.
In the future the two of them would meet again, there would even be a small affair between them. Twelve years later, she would be the one to deliver the first child of the union of the dancing girl and her husband, a healthy red haired girl they would name Celcia. This girl would die in the war that was the end of silver millennium. It was her death that made Hotaru unleash part of her true power, the circle of life an death. The only attack that was truly what she was. Pietati et Literis, the beginning of the end.
The dance ended and the girl had to go. Hotaru prepared herself for the rest of the memory, standing and watching the others dance all evening when she came. She had black hair and she was wearing a sunny yellow dress with her face being concealed by a white mask, the dress was straining the limits of what was considered decent at an official occasion like the Moon Ball.
"May I have this dance?" the soft voice asked.
"My lead?" Hotaru asked. It was always hers.
A nod and they started. For hours they danced, these two women, Hotaru did not care that this was not like her memories. It beat standing straight for hours.
At the end of the final dance, she dipped her partner low, only to see the mask fade away, revealing 9 smiling at her before closing the space between their lips. Hotaru did something that she had never done in real life: She dropped her dancing partner.
9 pouted. "Hotaru play nice."
Hotaru stared at her Shadow. "You were acting nice?" It was more a statement than a question.
"You know when the last time was that I had a decent dance?" 9 got up. "Some two millennia or so ago."
"This was mine, about eleven millennia ago."
"It sucks to be you."
"I know." Hotaru sighed.
"Peace for tonight?" 9 offered a wicked grin on her face.
Hotaru had the feeling that was going to regret this but she nodded anyway.
"Good. As I don't have a room, that means I'll bunk with you."
Hotaru sighed, there was always a catch.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Live went on, enemies came, enemies went, enemies died.
However, during their battles with their most recent enemy something happened that she could never forgive them.
They had attacked her. They had planned on sacrificing her. They had never hesitated in their actions. That would never do. It would be so easy to wide them out, just a small wave with her hand at night and it would all be over.
They would pay, not now not soon, but they would. 9 was surprisingly encouraging. Offering hints on what could hurt them the most, but surprisingly it was 9 who discouraged her from destroying the house with the two inside while she and Setsuna were not.
"I like our room." Somehow dying again had bonded the two of them even more. "Make them suffer. Death is swift, but embarrassment and humiliation can last forever."
"So, any idea how we are going to do this?" Hotaru asked her Shadow. This time they were sitting on an asteroid in one of Saturn's rings. The vacuum of space wasn't bothering them at all, what was bothering Hotaru was the fact that 9 was cuddled against her side. "It's cold here," the shadow had explained.
Now they were brainstorming. Neither of them were pranksters or very social, so humiliating someone wasn't something either of them had ever done before.
"We need help, but neither of us knows anyone we could sick on them."
"I know Setsuna is put off by them as well, maybe the two of us should move out, but they are still our guardians." Hotaru offered.
9 gave her a small squeeze, "But they won't give you up voluntarily, it helps them play mum, dad and cute daughter."
"Living with the weird aunt or granny that no-one talks about."
The two girls shared a giggle.
"But it is a start, and now shoo, you have to get up."
"You are the one lying on top of me."
"I mean you have to wake up."
"Oh."
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Setsuna did help with the prank. It was a bit more malicious then they had originally planned but it worked fine for them. They sacrificed some of their things for it as well, but they didn't care. The time guardian dropped a few hints to the right kind of wrong people and one night when they were all out, with Haruka not going by car since Michiru had a concert and got escorted by limousine, the house got raided.
The next step came soon after, a little covert action by Setsuna and Hotaru and with a generous amount of abusing their powers helped in spiking the drinks at the after concert party. While they kept the two girls from being taken advantage off, they didn't stop them from getting very amorous in a corner.
Much to the horror, amusement and appreciation of the various other guests.
The next morning had the two suffer enough public humiliation to flee the scene. There was no way in hell Michiru was going to sign those pictures from their very public night together.
On arival at home they saw the police, the chief greeting them with a grin since he had been at the party.
Seeing Haruka cry in anguish over her empty parking lot had been oddly satisfying to the well hidden from sight guardians of Time and Silence.
Using this opportunity the pair moved out as well, while their schedules rarely matched, when they met it was oddly comforting. Hotaru was never alone after all, and Setsuna had always been alone.
Being alone together was something that should be impossible, but their calm interactions were not of companionship, they were of trust. Not friendship but the simple fact that they could never betray each other without betraying themselves.
o.O O.o o.O O.o o.O O.o
Mistress 9 was spooked, this was not a normal dream.
She walked through the shadows that had covered everything, shadows that caressed her, lured her deeper into the darkness. She needed to find Hotaru, and fast.
Using a teleportation spell she was beside the transformed Senshi. The glowing eyes unnerved her even further.
"This is a prophecy, of times to come, of the shadows to come."
The Earth was shrouded in darkness, here on highest mountain on earth she could see and feel the darkness creep and move below them.
However several strands were wrapped around the sitting Senshi's left hand, and the transformed girl was playing with them.
"The time of change will come,
"to pull the world into darkness,
"it's path is yet to be decided
"if it will be a warm darkness,
"or the all ending darkness."
The Senshi rose to her feet, the shadows releasing her and forming a circle on the ground around the two females.
"The Lord of Nightmares is coming for us, and I for one will not warm them.
"He will see and he will choose, and we will be the only ones to know.
"The times of change are upon us."
9 watched the shadows dancing around them, and she was afraid. This Darkness knew death. It knew pain and understood torture. Unlike her host she wanted to warn the others, she had grown used to living like she was currently.
Unlike Sailor Saturn, she would not simply accept the darkness trying to consume her, to lure her once again onto the dark paths of destruction that she had followed under her last Master.
Authors Notes v0.0: This was created during work. The longest I took for a sentence there was five breaks.
Author Notes v0.1: added scene at the end, some cosmetics in between. Wanted to make another change, but forgot what it was. It has been long ago that I last touched this fic. Special thanks to gsteemso and Alathon
Words: 1588
Authors Notes v0.2: Added the prank and a small prophecy. I think this is good to go.
Words: 1979
Authors Notes v0.3: Changed prank and prophecy scenes after feedback from Wyrm. Lots of smoothing and grammar corrections as well, most of them done by him.
Special thanks to: wyrm
Words: 2257
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Posts: 235
Re: Dreams of 9
by Wyrd » Sat Jan 29, 2011 7:40 pm
First, it is Wyrd, agent of fate, representation of the choices individuals make and the influence of those choices on history, not Wyrm, an ancient dragon.
too bad, Hotaru
hesitated, curious
that needs to agree with dream, either that dream or those dreams. Since this is speech it can be excused as her using bad grammar, but it is grammatically incorrect as is.
she missed or she was missing :: have omitted them after all
life and death
Hotaru, play
Life
Drop the 'them'.
wipe
sic
well. Maybe the
the highest mountain
Just a few grammar corrections that you missed on this rewrite. I like what you have done with the scenes you edited. I linked to wiktionary above to support my use of sic over sick. I have found wiktionary to be an excellent source whenever I am not quite certain which word to use.
That didn't sound to bad Hotaru decided.
too bad, Hotaru
"Why?" Mistress 9 asked. The clearly battle ready shadow hesitated curious at her host's choice of words.
hesitated, curious
"I'm too young for that kind of dreams, dammit.
that needs to agree with dream, either that dream or those dreams. Since this is speech it can be excused as her using bad grammar, but it is grammatically incorrect as is.
She wondered if she missing some hidden meaning in those, and that she maybe should have omitted those after all.
she missed or she was missing :: have omitted them after all
It was her death that made Hotaru unleash part of her true power, the circle of life an death.
life and death
9 pouted. "Hotaru play nice."
Hotaru, play
Live went on, enemies came, enemies went, enemies died.
Life
However, during their battles with their most recent enemy something happened that she could never forgive them.
Drop the 'them'.
It would be so easy to wide them out, just a small wave with her hand at night and it would all be over.
wipe
"We need help, but neither of us knows anyone we could sick on them."
sic
"I know Setsuna is put off by them as well, maybe the two of us should move out, but they are still our guardians." Hotaru offered.
well. Maybe the
The Earth was shrouded in darkness, here on highest mountain on earth she could see and feel the darkness creep and move below them.
the highest mountain
Just a few grammar corrections that you missed on this rewrite. I like what you have done with the scenes you edited. I linked to wiktionary above to support my use of sic over sick. I have found wiktionary to be an excellent source whenever I am not quite certain which word to use.
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