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Chapter 2: A Sun Full of Chaos
Author's note: Hey guys! Finally with the second chapter, right? This one is long and hopefully the other ones will NOT be long...unless you want it so. Anyway, I've written up to chapter 4, all I need is to type them up. I do, however, work so the process will be slow. Also, why a 'sun full of chaos'? If you look at a planetary chart with birth dates Harry's sign is the sun. So there ya go. IF I'm wrong, please let me know so I can change the name of the chapter. Other than that...here you go! Chapter 2 of Sailor Moon M! :D
A Sun Full of Chaos
The Following Night
Tsukino Usagi shivered uncontrollably despite the two jackets she was wearing. After a long flight from Tokyo to London, she was definitely tired and wishing she could just go to bed right away; or eat first and then go to bed because she was hungry after the lack of good food the airline had to offer. It was the first time she had left Tokyo in her life and trying to explain to her parents where she was going, and why, had been very difficult without them wanting or planning to come along. She had finally settled to tell them that she wanted to take a small vacation away from everyone and everything before going back to her wedding plans. Right now, however, it definitely was not a vacation because she definitely would not have picked another cold place to travel to but somewhere warm.
"Usagi, will you please try and stop the shivering, you're making me sick with all the movement," Luna complained in a hushed hiss from inside her carrier. She was irritated thanks to the fact that she had to travel as if she were common baggage but most importantly, she was irritated by the lack of food; and having to smell the aromas around the airport and not being able to eat anything was making her crazy with hunger.
"I can't help it, Luna," Usagi said as her nose began to tickle in a funny way. "It's just too-too-achoo!" Usagi sneezed into her white and pink handkerchief. "Too cold," She finished with a groan.
Luna was about to say something but was interrupted by a loud screech coming from the other side of the terminal. "Usagi! Usagi! Over here!" both Usagi and Luna turned to the caller and Usagi's heart did a flip. Both Minako, who waving her arms furiously from side to side as she tried to get Usagi's attention, and Mako were waiting for her. Forgetting about her cold-and Luna- Usagi ran towards the friends she had not seen for what felt an eternity. Hot tears streaming down her face freely as she made her way to both girls.
"Guys!" she said said, laughing happily.
"Usagi!" both Minako and Mako yelled simuntaniously as the three girls hugged happily.
"How have you been?"
"-Brazil has interesting food, Bunny! I'll make sure to make some for you soon!"
"Umm Usagi, where's Rei and Mamoru?" Minako asked, looking behind Usagi's shoulder.
"Rei was busy to catch same plane as I was but she'll be arriving tomorrow," Usagi explained as she remembered the heated conversation she had with Rei about short time notices about new enemies and unexpected travels. "As for Mamoru, well he was tying something up and will also join is as soon as he can. Busy with some....stuff..."
"Wedding plans?" Minako asked with a sly look at her friends causing Usagi to blush as she used to back in the day. She had missed them Usagi had to admit. Yes, she had matured a lot since her teen age years but she still needed her friends. However, she was never one to stand in the middle and prevent them from realizing their dreams. Yet there were moments like these where she just could murder them on the spot. "Yeah, well you see-"
"Odango!" Usagi turned on an instant when she recognized both the voice and nickname. Not far from a sitting area, Haruka and Michiru stood hand in hand, Michiru waving very lady-like to the group. Haruka was wearing dark jeans, a simple gray turtleneck and a leather jacket making her look extremely handsome. Even the women around them stopped to stare a bit before going back to what they were doing-they of course, had no idea that Ruka was a woman and not a man. Michiru on the other hand was wearing dark jeans, a cream blouse, black high heel boots and a red coat. Usagi often found herself a bit jealous of their fashion sense considering that sometimes she was rather clueless of what to wear.
Dumping everything she had (including Luna who protested as soon as she hit the floor), Usagi ran to hug both Haruka and Michiru. "I've missed you guys!" Usagi exclaimed happily. "How did you guys knows we were here?"
"Luna told us," Michiru said as she looked at the pile on the floor where Luna's carrier was.
Mortified, Usagi ran back to the pile of suitcases, "oh no, Luna! I'm sorry!"
Haruka looked at Michiru and agreed: Usagi still needed them. No matter what.
"How is he doing, Ron?" Hermione asked as she settled on her favorite chair in Ron and Harry's house-Grimmauld Place. Ron shrugged his shoulders unable to answer Hermione's question. Harry had arrived late the same day of the attack had happened and had shut himself in his room (Sirius' old room) since then. Ron, who was working with George that day, had received an order from the Minister himself to help sort of the problem just outside The Leaky Cauldron. The commotion on Muggle London was crazy he had to admit. Muggles were scared while Aurors were running wildly trying to modify everyone's memories as fast as possible. He had found Neville helping a woman who then explained that Harry had somehow been involved but had disapparated in an angry burst.
He had helped Neville take the woman to St. Mungo's Hospital and was told to come back the following day if they wanted to interrogate her because she had been given a heavy sleeping potion to calm her down. She had been hysterical after waking up, apparently, and kept ambling about a cold Darkness overcoming her and everyone in the world. When he arrived to Grimmauld Place feeling as if the Knight Bus has run him over, Kreacher had informed him that Harry had arrived not long and had instructed be not be disturbed. By anyone. No matter who.
Ron took that as a hint.
"Why aren't you worried about him?" Hermione asked, throwing a nasty look.
"I am!" he retorted. "It's just...well, maybe he's tired, Hermione. Haven't you thought of that?"
"Or maybe something happened, Ronald." Ron, again, did not say anything. They both knew that the last time their friend had gone on a depressive-anger path was back in their fifth year at Hogwarts. It was not a pleasant thing to witness or go through. They were both hopeful, in a way, that Harry was just tired and was just oversleeping. A lot. However deep in Ron's subconcious he know that, after everything they had gone through since they were kids, something was terribly wrong with their friend. In the end though, they both knew him well enough to know that eventually Harry would come around and tell them what was going on. Unless Hermione figured it out first and confront Harry, dragging Ron along for the exciting ride.
Harry was sprawled on his bed, face down, wearing the clothes from the previous day and feeling emotionally tired. The last time he felt like this was the day after the battle. He felt as if someone had stabbed him across his heart and soul and taken a piece from it without his permission. He could not sleep, despite feeling tired, thanks to the voices in his head would not leave him alone. They were blaming him for everything that had happened since the day he was born, such as his parent's death. Most importantly, though, Teddy's fate. The voices blamed him of Tonks and Remus' death. That it was thanks to him that his godson was an orphan.
He groaned loudly as he shifted on to his back and almost let out a scream. Standing next to his bed were Tonks and Remus looking very grim. And dead. Tonks' hair was long and black, her eyes were matching black pits and her cheeks were deeply sunken. Remus too looked terrifying, almost demonic to Harry's opinion.
"What-how-?" Harry could not complete the sentence. He was definitely used to seeing ghosts and apparitions because of his years at Hogwarts but not random ones by people who had supposedly moved on.
"I can't see him grow up," whispered the dead Tonks. "Its all because of you he won't know what his Mum and Dad were like. That he won't know what it's like to have a family that loves him. He'll be just like you."
"If you had not been born at all, my friends would have lived. Lily and James would have lived to accomplish what they dreamed. I would've seen my son grow up," dead Remus lamented as he held his wife as she cried. Harry could not say anything but just stare at the figures that he supposed were telling the truth. Everything they were saying was true one way or another.
"You have to accept the chaos you've created for others." Harry's breath caught as a person materialized at the foot of his bed. He could not see the face but something about him made Harry feel uneasy aside from the fact that no one could apparate within his house. With a quick jump, Harry got out of bed, retrieved his wand from the bedside table and aimed at the hooded figure. "Who are you?" He asked, scared. "How did you get in this house?"
"I never came in, I've been with you from the beginning, I'm that part of your soul that you've locked away in your heart. I am your internal darkness; I am your fears, remorse and guilt. I am your personal chaos in your pathetic life." The figure removed the cloak's hood and his face almost made Harry almost dropp his wand. Right in front of him, was Harry himself. The hooded figure was a dark and sinister Harry with red eyes. "I am you," the red-eyed Harry said in an amused voice, his eyes glowing as maliciously as Voldemort's had all those years ago.
Harry could not speak. Nothing made sense anymore. "All your happy memories and feelings are gone; your good heart his gone and with it all its purity. All that is left is this pathetic human being with a dark heart. Capable of killing, of becoming more than what Voldemort could've ever accomplished." Harry, still lost in what was going on, tried to recall a happy memory to prove his dark self wrong but nothing came to him. All he could remember was the war, the death and the pain it had caused others.
"Nothing left to do but accept it, before things get worse for you or those around you." His self smirked as he extended a pale hand for Harry to shake and accept what red-eyed Harry had said. He was beginning to lower his wand when a bright light suddenly appeared high above their heads. The orb of light descended to Harry's chest before finally dimming itself down. When the light dimmed enough for Harry to see, he was shocked to catch sight of a tiny woman with long silver hair and a bell-shaped dress float in the orb's center. In one hand she was holding a long scepter while on the other was on top of a large black dog's head.
"Get out of here!" she shouted loudly despite her tiny body, her voice full of despair. "Go find the one guarded by the moon. Don't use your magic until you've found her. You're bound to betray yourself without your balance if you do."
"Go!" Harry looked quickly to where his dark self stood but instead Harry saw a dark, evil mass floating were the other dark Harry had been. Ruby eyes shone from the mass scarring Harry to his very core. The darkness seemed to be growling at him but he did not stay long to find out what it was going to do. Instead, he ran out of his room and down the stairs startling both Ron and Hermione who were bickering once again.
"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed as she put down her cup of tea.
"You alright, mate?"
"I-I dont-I'm not..." His brain was racing. Had he grown mad since the attack? He recalled what Hermione had said over a decade ago about hearing voices that no one else could. He was willing to bet his entire Gringotts vault that it was the same when it came to seeing himself with glowing red eyes and a pixie woman floating in an orb of light. Yet something was telling him to run to Diagon Alley and perhaps come across the two women. Or to St. Mungo's where Harry knew the woman that had transfigured the day before had been taken. She held the secret to all of what was going on.
"So what is it exactly and where did it come from?" Makoto asked as she observed the white, shinning orb. Whenever she leaned closer to the orb to examine it, she noticed that she became warm and calmer.
Minako, on the other hand, stared at Michiru and Haruka knowing very well that the orb had been robbed first by a monster and then by Haruka and Michiru. When she had confronted them, they had told her, as nicely as they could, that they had taken it in order to investigate the new enemy. They had failed at finding and destroying the new enemy before it even arrived to their territory but they were determined to find as much as possible now in order to save the solar system . Minako pleaded to them to return the orb to the man but they denied and left before she could attempt any more 'begging'.
"I remember very little of this," Artemis said as he jumped onto Michiru's coffee table and stared at the floating light. "This seems like a heart crystal." There was a collective gasp as they all recalled the Death Busters from long ago.
"But how is this possible?" Usagi asked as she too leaned closer to the orb. In an instant felt as when Mamoru was with her: warm, happy, protected, and not cold as she felt most recently.
"No, this is not a normal heart crystal...it looks different," Luna said as she too got close to the orb. "Artemis, didn't Queen Serenity say that a heart crystal can be broken into two parts?" Luna asked as she sat next to Artemis who looked thoughtful by Luna's question.
"Well, I vaguely recall something about the heart crystal being divided into two parts," Luna said, her eyes never leaving the orb. "One part consists of love, affection, purity, dreams and inner peace. The other part is made of hatred, panic, aggression, guilt and inner chaos. When the two are one they balance each other out. However when separated the one left behind in the human body can bring changes. However, regular heart crystals are well...kind of pointy crystals. This one in particular has a shape of an orb."
"How does a person change, Luna?" Minako asked as her eyes were still narrowed on Haruka and Michiru hoping that they would crack under her intimidating stare.
"What I can gather from the memories that I have is that when someone is left with the pure part of the crystal, the human body becomes giddy, trustworthy and naïve; too good for its own good. However, things start to go awry if what gets behind is the impure part. What truly worries me is that our new enemy has the power to separate the crystal. It takes serious power and magic to be able to do this." Usagi, who had said very little during the meeting, suddenly stood and cupped the orb with her hands. She felt the familiar warmth again and somehow come to agree with Luna: this was not a regular heart crysta.
"We cant keep this," she said as she started for the door. "I know what you two are going to say but we cannot keep any part-whether good or bad-of a heart crystal or whatever this is."
"You haven't changed much," Haruka said with a small smile. "However we have a problem: London is a large city. We can't just go outside and start looking for the owner of that."
"Oh,right." Usagi sighed just as she reached for the doors feeling embarrassed of her small mistake.
"Well, perhaps not," Michiru said as she pulled her mirror out hoping that her idea would actually work.
Late Night December
St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries
Healers Break Room
"How is she, Alex?" A woman in her mid forties with hazel eyes and blonde hair asked her fellow healer as he settled himself on a chair. Unfortunately, his wife had packed him mince pies and despite their twenty-five years of marriage, he still did not have the heart to tell her that he hated mince pies.
"She's still asleep," Alex said as he tapped his wand on the goblet to fill it up with pumpkin juice. "Keeps muttering to herself, though. Something about the world becoming cold and sometimes goes on a rant saying 'I wont. Not again. I will not do it' over and over."
"What exactly happened to her?"
"To tell you the truth, I cannot find out. All I know is that two Aurors -Longbottom and Weasley, you remember them from the war, don't you, were the ones that brought her. Axley, he was in charge at that time, admitted her in. What is most strange is what the Aurors told him.
"What?" Amber asked her eyes full of curiosity. "Well, go on then, don't leave me hanging."
"They told Axley that she, according to the Muggles who also saw it happen, had transformed into a lizard person with six arms and a tail."
Amber burst out laughing at the thought. She had to admit, thought, Muggles sure had a wild imagination sometimes. "Right. So we're definitely looking at some made up story those muggle were saying at a time of panic."
"I wouldn't laugh if I were you," Alex retorted as he took a bite out of his mince pie, "because a certain Harry Potter also witnessed the event and confirmed what the Muggles had said."
"Well, apparently Axley didn't believe the Aurors either so he wrote an owl to Potter asking for an explanation of what had truly happened. Potter wrote the exact same thing the Muggles had said. His letter arrived earlier this morning; Axley let me read it before-
"I found you!" a much younger woman said hastily when she entered the room. Her long black hair that was usually tied in a neat bun on the back of her head was threatening to come apart at any second. She had started working for St. Mungo's after her last year at Hogwarts and after four years of experience, Cho Chang was close to becoming a fully trained Healer.
"Err...yeah. Cho I thought I told you that I was on break. I'm confident that you can handle any sit-"
"It's the patient...she-she transfigured just like Har-Potter said."
"You're joking!" Alex exclaimed but by the look Cho had he realized that she was not joking. Not that she would to begin with but Alex still found it hard to believe that a human being could transfigure into a monster and attack other people without any mercy or recollection of the matter. "We need to find her and get her-
"-Can't," Cho said with a small voice.
"What do you mean?"
"She sort of left. Injured several trainees on her way out when they tried to stop her. Screaming like mad she was, saying that the job wasn't done."
"We have to find her."
"The Aurors that were sent by the Ministry to keep guard on her sent a message to the Auror office and the Minister before they chased after her," Cho said as she sat down on the spare chair. "They said that we should just stay here and wait just in case something worse is to happen." Alex sighed not only from being tired but also by the situation they were in now. They, as Healers, had failed in finding out what was wrong with her and now thanks to that failure, there was a chance that other wizards or Muggles were in high mortal danger. With a sigh, Alex put down his mince pie, took a swig of his pumpking juice and got up. Despite the fact that they had failed with one patient, they still had to take care of those trainees who were injured as something told him that they were not the brighest bunch he had ever met.
Late Night, December
"Do you feel something?" A tall woman asked her friend of about fifteen years of age as she walked from the hotel's closet to the window. She had received a message from Haruka about a recent attack in London but she, somehow, had known about the disturbance about it earlier. A few months before, she felt the presence of someone by the gate of time-something that had occurred a handful of times. Nothing, as far as she knew, had happened but somehow her memory was a blank and full of confusion when it came to that moment. The day after that event had happened, she felt a disturbance in the time line that was not normal. Ever since then, she and her friend had fought some Shadow Monsters in Africa thinking nothing of it until they received the message from the two other scouts that attacks in London had started.
"Yes, theres a great disturbance somewhere near by," the young girl said as she joined her friend by the window. "Look, Setsuna, it seem we came just in time." She pointed to the streets below where a mass of people were running away from something. They were clearly scared for their lives, the girl sensed.
"Ready to do this?" The older woman, Setsuna, asked her friend.
"Yes!" the girl replied, her heart thumping as she slid her henshin wand from her skirt's pocket. Both she and Setsuna had fought the Shadow Monsters thinking they were harmless (relatively speaking) until they saw that they, all of the sudden, had gained tremendous amount of strength making it impossible sometimes to defeat. There was a way to defeat them, however, that would not make their princess very happy as it involved having to sacrifice a life to save in order to save the rest.
Something was telling Hotaru that things were changing...that the darkness she would dream about was coming and that there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Death was coming.
Harry got off the muggle taxi a few blocks away from the entrance to St. Mungo's not because he could not afford the rest of the way but because he needed to walk his anxiety off. Get some fresh air, he had decided as he paid the man with Muggle money. 'And perhaps ask Hemrione to teach me how to drive. Just in case,' he thought. The night was darker than usual, almost as if the street lights were having a hard time lighting the way. 'It's definitely colder than usaul as well,' he thought as tiny flakes of snow started to fall. His stride slowed down as he stared at the falling snow but almost regretably his trance was broken when sudden rupture of screams sent Harry in manic mode once again. The screams, he was sure, were coming towards him and but whatever it was, he was ready.
Yet he did not need to attack. Muggles, mostly older teenagers enjoying the late night were running scared away from something. At first, he did not see what the kids could be running from but then he saw it: the thing that had attacked him the previous day was on loose again. The monster roared in anger as the teens ran to and past Harry who, for an instant thought he had heard the monster chuckled when he had spotted Harry. The monster ran towards him fast, its six arms forward as if going for Harry's throat.
He heard a faint cry from behind and without any notice the street around him was full of thick mist. He was used to the ever changing and volatile British weather but even this sudden change was strange to the island. His Auror senses were on full alert as he tried to listen or feel changes around him. He was sure that the creature was somehere in front but what startled him were the footsteps and hushed voices behind him.
"World Shaking!" a familiar voice shouted before a gust of wind went by Harry and apparently hitting the monster. Harry noticed that thanks to the powerful mind, the mist was slowly clearing allowing him to see the street. He turned his head as the voices behind him grew nearer and was surprised to see that the two women from the day before were now accompanied by two others. A tall chestnut haired girl had joined the group along with a shorter girl with very long blonde hair that was pulled back with a red ribbon. What intrigued Harry the most was what they were wearing. It was a uniform, he could tell, but not exactly for they all had different color schemes on their skirts and bow.
The monster roared once again as he headed for Harry for the second time.
"Oh no, you're not!" said the one with the short blond hair. She ran fast past Harry and attacked the monster with a quick and seemingly poewerful kick on the stomach. The monster, on the other hand, retaliated by grabbing her from her arms and flinging her high into the hair. Even from afar, Harry was able to hear her landing with a sick thud.
"Uranus!" the rest screamed.
"My turn!" the tall chestnut haired one proclaimed as she cracked her knuckles. Just like the previous one, the girl ran past Harry without looking at him and attacked the monster. Hit after hit was deflected and in the end, she was knocked out by taking a hit to the head.
"Oh no…Jupiter!" the long haired one exclaimed, concern in her eyes.
"This is a dream," Harry mumbled as he watched the blonde and an aqua haired woman do a double attack and be defeated just as the others.
After the failed attempt by the women, Harry was once again alone with the monster. He took out his wand and took aim. "Immobulus!" he shouted, cursing the day he had given up in learning nonverbal attacks. The spell hit the monster on the chest and remained immobile for a few seconds before breaking free. With an alarming speed, the creature leaped high and landed behind him giving Harry no time to move away. It used its tail to knock him on the ground before quickly using two of its many hand to keep him pinned to the ground. The moment it opened its mouth, he knew he was going to die this time.
He felt as is his chest was on fire again and something inside him was trying to escape. He heard screaming from the distance but he was not sure if it was his own. It sounded scared and it was pleading for its life. Then, just as fast as it happened, it all stopped.
A black orb was now floating above him. He wanted to touch it but when he tried to lift his arm he found himself tired and without much energy. He found himself not caring much in the end.
"Mercury aqua rhapsody!" someone yelled not from afar. The mist appeared again but this time he felt warm by its touch.
"I don't care who you are, but you've forcibly split something very precious and in the name of the moon, I shall punish you!" a voice full of energy said.
"Follow the one who is protected by the moon she said" Harry thought as he heard fighting voices but yet he still did not care anymore about the voices or the monster. He did not feel scared or reviled; all he wanted was to sleep. Sleep forever and not deal with anything any more. Perhaps, everything he had gone through since he was eleven year he deserved it.
"Starlight honeymoon therapy!" he heard a voice shout. A flash of warm light appeared out of nowhere and was quickly followed by a terrified screamed that slowly transformed from a gurgling shout of a monster's to woman's.
"Sailor Moon! You did it!" a voice, happily, said. Harry felt people gathering around him, his vision was blurry thanks to his glasses being knocked off but he could still see a woman with the most piercing blue eyes stare at him.
"Guys...oh no, I think he's dying. What do I do?" She asked, her eyes full of terror.
"Sailor Moon, use your Silver Crystal" A much younger voice than the rest said
"Sailor Saturn! Pluto!" the rest exclaimed, surprised of the new comers.
"We saw you as you briefed Mercury but Saturn and I felt it was best to hang back just in case we were needed. Now quick, use the Crystal!"
Harry felt horribly tired and wished the women would just leave him alone so he could take a nap. He was curious, however, when the blue eyed woman took the his black orb on one hand and apparently his stolen white orb on her other. She closed her eyes and her chest began to glow. Harry felt warm by the light and when it faded, he saw that she was now holding one brilliant crystal that reflected the light in different colors. She lowered her cupped hands down to Harry's chest. He did not feel scared or anxious as the crystal disappeared into his chest. In fact, he welcomed it.
"We should go," someone suggested.
"I'm not leaving him alone, not like this," the blonde one said, her sad eyes upon him.
"Who are you?" Harry croaked as he tried to sit up. His head hurt and was confused but other than that, he felt fine.
"We're the sailor scouts," the woman said. Harry noticed for the first time that she had an accent as she spoke English but could not really tell from where it was from. "How are you?"
"I'm fine but what happ-"
"HARRY!" a shout from afar startled him.
"We should go." the same voice suggested again. This time someone crouched down next to the girl and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You did all you could, we have to move forward and find the enemy. Maybe they're nearby."
"Are you Harry?" The woman asked Harry. The chestnut haired girl gave Harry back his his glasses and found himself being surrounded by more than four women in very tiny skirts. The one with the piercing blue eyes was different than the rest however. She had a large pair of wings, a crescent moon on her forehead and very long blonde hair parted in two pigtails.
"Yes," he answered as he tried to get up.
"Then you'll be alright, it seems your friends are nearby..." she smiled at him before they walked away. Snow began go fall fast and hard as Ron and Hermione continued to call his name. He, on the other hand, felt hazy. Tired. It was as if a rush of energy was escaping his body. Last thing he had recollection of was of sending red sparks into the dark sky signaling both his friends where he was.
So what do you think? I kinda got a bit lazy on the last part of the chapter so I'll try to go back and edit it if needed tomorrow. What do you think of characterization? Its hard trying to pin point the Scouts' personality. Anyway, let me know what you think of this chapter! I will try to update asap!