Decision
by Draconi Heartfire
    I sighed softly as I stared at the sun fall, my chin in my hands as I
leaned against the pillar while sitting on the banister of the balcony.
Outside, I could see the ocean and the sun beginning to cast its golden glow
across the water.  The waves were quick and smooth, and reminded her just
how windy it was at this height.  Of course, sitting on the balcony so close
to the edge was foolish enough, but I hardly cared as I allowed myself to be
lost in the sight of a glittering ocean, the rising sun and the free wind
caressing my skin and hair.  I closed my eyes and, even then, I could
imagine the sight burned into my mind.
    Even still, the horizon did little to calm my fears nor to make me
forget.  I couldn’t imagine what was to happen to me now; it was too
horrifying.  I always found it so easy to allow my feelings to be washed
away and soothed staring at the ocean and the sun, whether setting or
rising.  I couldn’t understand why it didn’t heal me then.  It gave me so
little hope to think that little could heal me and that I may have lost one
from my list.  <Abandon,> I thought hopelessly, the word ringing through my
mind.
    “Why?  How could you do this to me?”  I sobbed quietly to herself,
beginning to rock myself gently.  My long, blonde hair streamed in all
directions around me.  The silky strands gently caressed my face and still,
it did nothing to soothe my pains.  It seemed that, no matter how hard I
tried, nor how desperately I prayed, I was always hurt internally from my
own actions.  It was like a double edged sword, possibly my own, that cut
through my own body as I fought with it.
    I should have guessed why I was truly there; not to be Leader of the
Sailor Senshi, but to be a diversion.  I should have become suspicious when
I had first spied they way the Senshi didn’t need my watch or training.
More often than not, they trained me.  The way Mars seemed to insist that
she could lead, the way Mercury would offer her help to Mars more often than
me and seem to hold off comment on the paths I chose to lead them in, or the
way Pluto stared at me with surprised eyes when I did help others, had all
been ignored, but not forgotten.  I had brushed off all of the incidences as
mere coincidences, or odd expressions for the situation.  I knew that I had
made many mistakes in my reign as Leader, but I didn’t deserve this now.
    I wanted to hate them; hate every last one of the Senshi.  It cut me
like a knife that I couldn’t do so, no matter how hard I attempted to do so.
It wasn’t my way to hate others simply because they were admitting their
true feelings for what they thought of me.  It wasn’t right.  <Alone,> I
thought to myself, placing the feeling with a deep, shaking sigh.
    I couldn’t understand why I had been chosen to be the target of all
tensions, or why, at the moment when I crossed a thread over a chasm, I
would be left alone.  It was like some sort of maniacal game everyone
mutually agreed to play on me; perhaps Fate was the instigator.  I was alone
again, and this time, not even Artemis would speak to me or offer me
comfort.  He was allowing me to face my own faults and my Destiny alone.
    For that I loved him.
    While others would have sheltered me like some priceless object,
treating me as a jewel and not a soul, he allowed me to become the woman I
was when decisions I had made back fired against me.  I understood that
Artemis would always be there, in my mind, knowing that he cared for me
enough to do this.  Perhaps I had been the only one to see the pain that
flashed through his eyes as he remained silent when Luna, Pluto and Uranus
began throwing all these questions needed to be answered before I would be
set free.  I had seen it and it made me realize just how much he loved me to
do this for me, and how much it meant that I had seen it.
    I understood it, but it made me despair.  I was alone as I was before
the Senshi were my life.  I was no longer Minako Aino, Mina-chan, nor anyone
else.  I was a Senshi, and a Senshi was all I was.  I couldn’t even retain
my designation and title as Venus in this situation; I had been stripped
entirely of my identity.
    I glanced down at the glistening city below, the sun still over the
ocean, its half circle still seen above the line of the ocean.  I couldn’t
imagine anything more beautiful than this sight.  We were finally at Peace
with the world, and Crystal Tokyo was safe from harm.  Not all harm, for
Pluto had misgivings about the powers rising on the other galaxies,
mentioning and hinting that we would all be needed to defeat it.  It seemed
that others envied the peace we had fought for all our lives.  The battles
we fought, the lives we lost, the losses we suffered, and the deaths of our
friends seen were envied because we could live through them and continue
with some happiness.
    I had Usagi to thank for that, for she gave me some of the soul I
forfeited in being a Senshi so long ago.
    No, that was wrong.  She healed me, in truth, though I assumed that no
others knew, other than Pluto.  With her smiles, her laughter, her sighs of
contentment and her eyes, she healed my soul.  The way, no matter the
situation, she could make me smile and laugh during battle with her
infectious giggles, her comments and just being the Usagi we knew and loved.
I could think of nothing greater Fate could give me than just allowing me to
meet her and have her tell me that I was her friend.
    I should have known that Fate had a low, burning rage for me and would
take away everything I had in a moment when I realized just how special my
life was.
    It wasn’t fair!  It wasn’t fair that others had to suffer because I was
cursed by Fate and had unknowingly cursed Usagi as well.  In that one moment
of indecision, that one second of hesitancy, I had brought such horror and
despair into Crystal Tokyo.  I had killed Usagi just as plainly with my lack
in trust of myself as if I had killed her with my own hands.
    Killed?  No, she wasn’t really.  Usagi could never die, and never will
die before us.  Truthfully, or so Mercury told me, she was simply
unconscious.  The energy had drained her of far too much power than was
humanly possible, and only the Silver Crystal had saved her by lending its
power.  In doing that, saving her, it rendered itself too weak to heal her
as well.  Now, she lay in a crystal coffin, to me.
    It was amazing; she looked so beautiful in that state that I could never
stand watching as harshly as the others did when we crossed paths, praying
that the gods would have mercy and let her awaken.  I didn’t want any of
them to see my tears or the pain I felt.
    The agony that seared my heart that was so painful that I could hardly
stay within the range of feeling the power that still radiated from Usagi.
She deserved to be the Eternal Angel, and deserved to be the immortal we all
knew.  Everyone deserved to feel the blessing of her love; the magic her
words and laugh could bring to your life.
    I should have known why I alone had been chosen to be Sailor V, why I
looked to be Usagi’s twin, or why I was to know Usagi so well that I could
know her words to every question.  It was all the basis of my curse, you
see.
For now, until Usagi awakened, I was the Queen of Crystal Tokyo.
    I burst into tears, unable to bear thinking such awful and soul tearing
thoughts.  I could hardly stand being Princess of Venus during the Silver
Millennium, now only awkward when I was referred to as Lady Venus.  My
planet was gone, its people dead or the very few who were important enough
to be reborn here on Earth.  I couldn’t take away their happiness in having
a normal life, not having to give your life at a moment’s notice to a woman
you didn’t know and leave your family far behind for a past that was thrust
against our will.  It would be better they live on without knowing what they
once were or ever will be.  It was the only thing I could give them to thank
them for them for their service.
    “I suppose you are going to sit there, feeling sorry for yourself?”  I
didn’t turn around; I knew who it was.  “Minako, are you alright?”  I didn’t
answer, staring at the horizon blankly, my tears stopped now.  I would have
thought that it was obvious that I wasn’t alright; I knew I would have
broken again if I admitted it.  “Mina?”
    “Go away,” I murmured instead.  I sighed softly and closed my eyes,
allowing an impassivity to cross over me.  “I want to be alone; to think, I
guess.”
    I felt his presence leave, pausing a moment as if undecided.  After I
was sure he was gone, I leaned slowly over the edge.
    From here, I could locate the houses where Alan and Katrina lived, and
even my Mother.  Not that it helped to soothe my confused tangle of
emotions, but it did allow my mind to wander from the Senshi to my life.
Minako’s life, instead of Venus’.
    My Mother had officially disowned me; I was no longer her daughter to
her, but a Lady of the Royal Court.  The others had thought that our
conversation had ended that perhaps we shouldn’t see each other in fear of
the enemy using her against me, and I sometimes wished it were true.  Deep
in her heart, I knew she loved me like a daughter and was proud, but I don’t
think she accepted that she had given to rebirth of a Princess from the
past, who had a destiny for her.  Beyond that, I hadn’t told her when I knew
of it as a child, and that cut her like a dagger.  I loved her as a daughter
could, more because she couldn’t hate me for all the wrong I had done, nor
the violence I had committed.  She had such high hopes for me as a little
girl, which never coincided with my own dreams of becoming a star.  I never
appreciated her concern before; now, I wished I had paid attention to the
little details that she had for me.
    Alan didn’t seem to accept who I was either.  I remained dead in his
mind, perhaps, that Minako had somehow died, replaced by a woman who was
part of a past that tied in the galaxy.  When I saw his eyes, I couldn’t see
his care for Minako anymore, only respect for the warrior I was.  I spoke to
him even less than I did with my Mother, and they always ended bitter with
hurt feelings.  I couldn’t stand just waiting for him to speak so angrily
towards me, with the patience that was already stretched thin, and not say a
word; I wanted to return all the pain he gave me.  Alan would never know
what I had been through because of him, nor that my supposed death was
because I wanted him to be happy with Katrina.
    Katrina had been more forgiving, since she knew me as Sailor V, Sailor
Venus and now, when I was Princess and a Lady of the Royal Court, she still
remembers me as Minako, the sweet girl she cherished like a daughter or
sister in spirit.  I spoke with her annually, and she informed me about both
Alan and Mother often.  She was positive that Alan still cared for me, just
more hurt that I hadn’t told him who I really was and angry that I had just
allowed Fate to sweep me away without a fight.  I had asked her not to tell
him, ever, about what happened with her during her stay in Tokyo when Beryl
and Metallia were both tormenting us all.  She had been reluctant, but
agreed.  More because I had asked, than because she knew and understood my
reasons.  For that, I owed her than she would ever know.
    I had lost everyone I ever cared for because I was a Senshi.
    I rocked gently once more, feeling like a child.  It wasn’t fair.  It
wasn’t fait that Destiny taunted us with the death of Usagi so often we
would go insane if she did.  Destiny made us love her, to want to hear her
laugh every moment, then, it would take her away and instill in us a fear so
great protecting Usagi was the only thing we could think of.
    Was it cruel doing that?
    Or did it make us realize how truly special we were in protecting the
Lunar Princess?
    I swallowed gently.  I knew deep in my heart that, to suicide, would
tear me away from Usagi.  To die in battle was to be given a second chance,
as a gift.  Since we would always protect her, we would always be reborn.
In that, we would be always living and always fighting.  But we would always
know Usagi.
    I slipped off the balcony and towards the crystalline room, desperately
hoping not to meet anyone along the way.  I didn’t, and I was grateful for
that.  I presumed everyone was mourning either together or alone.  I was
alone in mourning, but it was because I had been forced away from my
friends.
    I didn’t understand what it was I expected to find to see Serenity’s
body other than more pain and regret.  Yet I could only feel a burning need
to see her and know she was alright.  I walked in silently, though I hadn’t
intended to.  I had felt a need to be silent, to not disturb the Queen in
her *rest*.  In the center of the room, was a giant bed with silken sheets
across it.  On top of that, lay a pale, but elegant form.
    She was so beautiful, perhaps more than I and more than the rest of us.
I was the goddess of Love, but I didn’t deserve the title of Beauty.  She
did; as always, she was the beautiful one.  Her skin was pale, but not
pallid, more like an ivory.  Her long silver hair covered the sheet, still
so long and beautiful as I remembered and done in her royal style.  Perhaps
she wore it to honor her mother, both of them, but I had to admit that the
hair style did fit her.
    Like everything else.
    I felt blank as I reached out to caress Usagi’s cheek, a tear trailing
down my face.  My star seed sang quietly as it reached out to feel the
purity in her.  I let out a choking sob.  My aura flared and I watched as
orange and gold glitters fell upon the silver of Serenity, placing a faint
glow on her as well.  I felt my energy drain drastically.
    <….too dangerous…> my crystal protested.  <…not enough power left…>
    <No, go on.  This is Serenity, not for some useless cause.  She is
everything.>  Nothing answered to protest and I felt it strengthen its
resolve.
    I pulled away when I felt it stop suddenly.  My head spun and I felt
weak.  I managed to, somehow, find my way to my chambers, casting one last
look at Serenity.
    I laid down onto my bed, sighing as my hair threw itself before me and
across my vision.  I closed my eyes and felt my fuku disappear to reveal my
gown.  Even still, I could feel happy.  I heard a soft tingle deep inside my
heart as I felt the crystal begin to slow from the amount of energy it used.
    Perhaps I would awaken and revel in the Duties I possessed, but not
today.  Not while I felt like a child at heart.
    “Serenity,” I whispered and felt no more.

    In the room I had left, I somehow watched as the others came in, even
Artemis and Luna in human form.  I felt disconnected and spinning, yet
somehow sharp and observant.  I was watching when my body was in my room.  I
felt a certain power and ease I hadn’t felt before while I was in my body.
Did Serenity watch me like this?
Suddenly, the eyes opened, fluttering, and surprising everyone.  They were
surprisingly clear and sharp, still a brilliant azure shade.
    The King walked forward and embraced her, and she held tightly in
return.  “Usako,” he whispered and the others smiled brightly.
    “Mamo-chan,” she returned, smiling.
    I smiled as well; for once, I could fix a problem I created in the first
place and it did not back fire on everyone.  *I* created this happiness.  I
turned and faded into the shadows.
    I didn’t see that Serenity had turned and stared into the space I had
just left, her eyes dark with wisdom.

    Serenity entered the same balcony I had left, which I now stood upon,
still unseen.  I was concerned.  This feeling of not being in your body
troubled me.  This didn’t make sense.  I found I could not return to my
body, no matter how many spells I created or used, I could not allow my soul
to rejoin my body.
And yet, somehow, I was happy in the knowledge that I would no longer feel
pain nor despair; I found that, in this form of compounded energy, I could
feel a more shorter list of emotions.  I had yet to feel pain like this.
    What I could have that my body couldn’t was that I accepted it.  It was
almost as if, as time went by, I felt no need to be in my body.  I felt at
peace and the calm I felt at this moment was refreshing.  No more fighting,
no more problems, and no more pain.
    But I would never speak to the others again, nor would they know the
words I needed to tell them.
    Was it worth that?
    Her eyes found where I stood in thought.  “Why?  I know you are here,
Venus, but why?”  I didn’t answer.  More because I couldn’t than because I
didn’t want to.  “Can you answer?”  I could not even move my mouth to
answer, but I ached to.  What I would say though, I didn’t think I knew.
Thinking had also been somehow simplified.  She looked at the city.  “You
gave up your ability to return to your body for me.  You shattered your
connection to your seed for me.  Your soul is dedicated to protection, but
your star seed sustains your body.  When the seed was so exhausted in you
trying to heal me and succeeding, it shut off to recuperate.  Your soul
wouldn’t stand for it and left.  Without the seed conscious, you can’t
return.”
    I accepted it.  I knew the seed would heal itself.
She reached out to touch my arm.  She tried to smile.  “It won’t be so bad.
We just have to wait until your seed heals and I’m sure the Silver Crystal
shall help.”
    I nodded, smiling as well.  Too bad waiting was never a favorite pastime
of mine.

 
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