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Senshi Civil War

Awakening

Originally posted as Anime Addventure: Episode 121269

Setsuna Meiou, better known as Sailor Pluto, Senshi of Time and
Duty, woke up to a pain she never knew could exist. Her head filled
with thousands of lifetimes worth of memories, dreams, and
experiences. She was washed away in her own mind, until a pair of
blue-grey eyes kept being repeated in all those memories. Somehow,
those blue-grey eyes gave her strength and kept her centered as the
maelstrom of memories lessened and finally ceased.

Eventually, she was able to piece some things together.

Setsuna realized that Sailor Pluto served as the ultimate fail-safe
for the House of Serenity's rule, secret and unknown to all, even
herself. When a Serenity screwed up, she would simply send Sailor
Pluto back in Time before the screw up had occurred, have Sailor Pluto
warn her of the screw up, thus preventing the screw up from occurring
in the first place. After the trouble spot was passed, Sailor Pluto,
to maintain her sanity, would forget everything associated with the
screw up every happening, since it never happened.

Thus had Sailor Pluto served her Queen, time and time ago, with no
knowledge of what had happened and her role in preventing it. But
Neo-Queen Serenity of Crystal Tokyo had screwed up one too many times.
Or rather, said Queen had found a single screw up she could not undo,
even with foreknowledge of the disaster.

The disaster... Ranma Saotome.

Ranma Saotome, Grandmaster of Ganso Musabetsu Kakuto Ryuu, better
known as: the Dragon, Devourer of Worlds, Chaosbringer, Womanizer,
Jerk, and Number One Enemy of Crystal Tokyo and all it stood for.

It was the last, that Neo-Queen Serenity had messed up in, for she
truly believed as long as Ranma Saotome lived, Crystal Tokyo was
doomed.

The Timegate could not handle the strain of repeated attempts to
//fix// Neo-Queen Serenity's //mistakes// in dealing
with Ranma, and in turn caused its destruction. With the Timegate
destroyed, and most of Neo-Queen Serenity's spells over her, Setsuna
could see clearly for the first time in her life. Having lived in
Crystal Tokyo in through over a thousand variations, she could see
that Ranma was not the Problem, but the Solution. Crystal Tokyo,
itself, was fatally flawed since it was the product of a schoolgirl's
fantasy of a perfect world. A world judged so perfect by its
schoolgirl creator, that any adjustment or compromise were seen as
a blemish or taint of evil, even when eco-science or reality required
such an adjustment or compromise.

A thousands chances, a thousand plans, a thousand rescues, all to
save that which was doomed from its birth. Each failure brought more
madness. Each attempt brought more desperation. Each chance to right
the wrong brought but more wrong. Each intention brought Paradise
closer to Hell.

Even now, with most of the spells broken and the Timegate gone, a
part of her needed to seek out her Queen, and inform her of the
damages awaiting her folly. Several times, she had tried to warn her
Queen of the folly of her actions in seeking to slay the Dragon, those
seemly-brought foolish attempts to tame the wild stallion, which only
caused more disasters.

She knew that if she told her Queen anything of what she knew, the
World was doomed once more. But the World was doomed if she did nothing,
for her Queen was gung-ho for her paradise after her 'trials' that she
had faced. Damned if she did, damned if she did not.

She knew she was a sight to see as her fellow Outer Senshi came
home. There Setsuna was, Miss Prefect, usually dressed in the latest
business professional fashion, wearing only a light t-shirt she slept
in and drunk as her Senshi healing factor would allow.

"What happened to you?" asked a concerned voice. Whether it was
Michiru or Haruka, she could not tell. She did note that one sat on
her right, while the other sat on the left.

A soft, young voice stated knowingly, "She knows."

Even bleary-eyed as she was, she could tell the voice of Hotaru
easily enough. But that the innocent, youthful girl knew of what ailed
her shocked her to her core.

With a bit of tension and concern in her voice, Haruka asked the
obvious question, "Know what?"

"That Crystal Tokyo is doomed from the start," was the sage answer
from the Senshi of Death and Reborn. "Not only is Crystal Tokyo
doomed, but its very existence, dooms the entire World itself."

Setsuna tried to look into Hotaru's eyes. But they would not stand
still. Also she could do was nodded her head in agreement, wondering
how a twelve-year old child could know something that took her over a
thousand lifetimes to learn.

Michiru and Haruka's shouts of denial just made Setsuna's headache
worse. She went unnoticed as she covered her ears in an attempted to
lessen her roommates' antics.

"Think about it," the voice of reason spoke. "Have either of you
heard the others mentioned any of us, besides Setsuna-mama, when they
speak of Crystal Tokyo? Or anyone other then the Royal Family and
their Senshi attendants?"

"But," Haruka began.

In a whispered, stained voice, Setsuna stated, "You don't speak of
the Dead."

The two older girls could only stare at their friend
uncomprehending.

Seeing the looks, Setsuna added, "Some time after the Founding...
Usagi will change... the hardships... the frustrations... the pains...
something will happen... the fun-loving, carefree girl we have given
our lives for... will grow up and become a by-the-book, kill-joy
queen... with too much responsibilities... too much pressure... too
little time... too many just bowing to her whims... power corrupts...
absolute powers, corrupts absolutely."

Michiru and Haruka just gasped at Setsuna, both making warding
gestures with their hands to deny her words.

"We see it," Setsuna continued with a touch of amusement in her
voice. "For it was how we were, before.... Before Usagi... And our
Queen helped us... So we tried to help her, as she helped us... and
for that... we were labeled 'traitors' and 'enemies of the state.'
Executed without trial... for we have no peers... and the Word of the
Queen is Law. You three... you were lucky... your Sailor Crystals were
removed and pulverized. Me... I... My mind was trapped... My duty
became my prison... to be nothing more then a toy for a spoiled
princess... to play the part of baby-sitter and whipping girl."

"It was not for Pharaoh 90 that I was awaken for," that soft, young
voice of Hotaru replied. "But for Usagi's growing desire for Crystal
Tokyo. Alas, Usagi's web has ensnared me as well. The Earth is
doomed."

"So what do we do?" a confused Michiru inquired of the others.

"What can we do?" asked a scared Haruka. Their world was falling
apart and there did not seem to be anything they could do about it.

"Go to Ranma-dono," Setsuna whispered, as if she was saying 'make a
deal with the Devil,' for in Crystal Tokyo where she was raised and
grew up, Ranma was considered the Devil. She did not notice the
honorific that she had used for Ranma, but the others did.

Hotaru giggled, and inquired, "Ranma-*dono*?"

Setsuna blushed. She explained that in the last several time loops,
Neo-Queen Serenity had each of the Senshi try to seduce and break
Ranma, with very poor results on the Senshi's part. Plus, some several
lifetimes ago, a bond was created between herself and Ranma, in
another attempt to control him, for whatever reason, that bond
continued to exist even through the time loops. Setsuna admitted that
things were usually better for her, when under Ranma-dono's care, then
under the Queen's.

With that, it was agreed that Setsuna would seek out Ranma Saotome,
and offer their service to him, to prevent Crystal Tokyo and protect
him from Neo-Queen Serenity.

Finding Ranma proved to be the easy part Setsuna realized. Through
their bond, she knew in what direction and how far away Ranma was. It
was a simple matter, using that information to track him down. The
hard part was getting him alone to talk to him. She knew from her past
lives, having mind-raped him several times, that her presence and wish
to talk with Ranma would not go over well with his so-called fiancees,
the Neo-Queen's attempt to keep him too busy to interfere with her
plans and possibility have him controlled through love and affections.

She needed him alone, ideally for a while, where none could
overhear them talk. Especially, away from the Chinese Amazons, who
were, in fact, survivors from the Silver Millennium.

The waiting was hard, especially; as she knew her former Queen
caused most of the abuse he suffered under. While the Queen could
not directly control a person's mind, she could amplify a person's
emotions and character traits, such as Genma's greedy, laziness, and
wish to retire, Akane's anger, insecurities, and sexuality, Ryouga's
lack of common sense, responsibility, and sense of direction, and
Nodoka's need for her son to be healthy, powerful, and a good person.

Her chance came toward midnight, when Ranma, alone, was stargazing
on the Tendo-ke's roof, while everyone else was sleeping. She easily
made the jump to the roof in her transformed state, and landed without
a sound. Yet, she knew that Ranma knew she was there. She blushed as
she recalled the times she had been take by him as a pleasure slave,
or she had been given away to serve as a peace offering by the
Neo-Queen, who used the oppotunity to plant a spy within his ranks.
From that time on, she could read his body language quite easily,
especially in this time period, since he had yet to learn to minimize
it.

She had denied it to her Queen, but she had enjoyed her time as
Ranma's pleasure slave, her only worry was whether or not she was
pleasing, and nothing more. It was paradoxical; yet, she was free in
her slavery. She found to her amusement, the conditioning/training
that her Queen had put her through to ensure she would be 'acceptable'
came to the forefront of her mind. For it was very important that she
be found 'acceptable' now. Plus, the symbolism appealed to her.

As quietly as she could, Setsuna removed her Senshi outfit and
knelt down, setting the useless Timestaff to the side and away from
herself. She spread her knees, shoulder-width apart, her back
straight, head held up with pride, but eyes downcast in respect. Her
palms rested on their thighs, open to the night sky. She let her
breath even out and waited. She recalled that, in his youth, he was
impatient and immature, both conditions the Queen emphasized and used
to her advantage as much as she could.

Her wait was not long.

"What do you want?" Ranma asked her in a soft, low voice, without
moving.

She shivered, remembering that she had dubbed his soft, low voice his
"Hitokiri Voice" that he used to use before he killed someone. There
was none of the coldness or hatred of her Queen who had killed his
friends and families, simply because they were too close to him and
her Queen had thought it would weaken him more.

She wondered what did she want? To be free of her Queen? To live a
normal life? To know that the world would continue and not end because
of Neo-Queen Serenity's foolishness and pride? To be loved and cared
for as she was when she was his pleasure slave?

Ranma asked in his soft, low voice, "Why are you here?"

"To warm you, Ranma-dono," came the equal soft, low voice from
Setsuna. "And to offer my Sailor Crystal to you."

Ranma turned around to look at her for the first time, and blinked.
His eyes were wide in surprise and a touch of fear, not of her, per
say, but of the fact that she was nude, kneeling and filled with
magic, a very bad combination as far as he was concerned. His face
showed his puzzled at the mention of her Sailor Crystal, as well as
his nervousness about sharing the Tendo-ke's roof with a kneeling,
naked young woman.

If the situation were not so serious, Setsuna would be laughing at
the comical facial expressions and mannerisms of Ranma. It had been a
very long time for her since she had seen him so innocent and pure.
And it saddened her that she had to end that. She began with, "I am
Sailor Pluto, Sailor Princess of the Planet Pluto, Senshi of Duty and
Time, Guardian of the former Gates of Time and Space..."

With that, she told him about the House of Serenity, the Silver
Millennium, Crystal Tokyo, how Neo-Queen Serenity saw him as a danger,
and the steps she had taken to defeat him. She held nothing back,
baring her soul to him.

At some point, she knew not when, she found herself being held
gently in Ranma's powerful arms as tears running down her face. When
she stopped, more tears fell as she saw the hard face of the Dragon,
instead of the simple, troubled face of a young boy.

Wanting it over, she withdrew her Sailor Crystal from her heart and
presented it to Ranma, saying, "This is my Sailor Crystal. It is the
physical manifestation of my soul and the essence of Sailor Pluto. All
that which I am, all that I have ever been, and all that I could be...
that is what a Sailor Crystal is for a Sailor Senshi. I have caused
you great harm, done many, many terrible things to you and yours
simply because I was too blind, too stupid, too weak to disobey my
Queen.... Destroy it, if you wish... take it, if you want..." She fell
silent, too emotional to continue, as well as unsure what more to say.

Setsuna watched as Ranma took her Sailor Crystal into his strong
hands. The sensation of another touching her Sailor Crystal, her soul
and essence, was strange... gently, firm, soft, caring, curious,
powerful, and other emotions went through her being as Ranma explained
it slowly in his hands.

"eat it"

Setsuna blinked. She thought she heard something, but could not
make out the words. In shocked amazement and fear she watched as Ranma
swallowed her Sailor Crystal, literally consuming her very soul and
essence as if it a piece of candy.

If the mere touch of another had caused so much emotion, having her
Sailor Crystal consumed, engulfed was a million times more. Almost
immediately, it became too much for her and she passed out, sure that
she was going to meet sweet oblivion.

Setsuna Meiou woke with a start. The mere fact that she woke up at
all surprised her. She next realized that she was in a soft bedroll,
naked, and she felt fine. Better then fine, she felt wonderful, free,
and powerful. Power course through her veins, she felt giddy, as she
could do anything. Her power felt alive and wonderful. The only think
she could compare it to was the power of the Neo-Queen and her Master.

With that thought, two realizations came to the fore.

First, the Serenitys had bound their Senshi's powers and wills to
themselves, only permitting the merest fraction of their powers, as
well as using the Senshi themselves to access their power sources and
abilities. She was a natural-born Sorceress, with Temporal Elemental
powers, and Chosen by the Planet Pluto to defend the Sol System. She
knew, now, that the Gates of Time and Space were created by Serenity
the First to access and use Sailor Pluto's Temporal Powers for her own
use and bind her to her will. She could do everything the Timegate did
and more. The //Dead Scream// was the least of her powers and
abilities.

The second was that Usagi, or more properly Neo-Queen Serenity,
could no longer access her power, as their bond had been severed.
Neo-Queen Serenity could no longer access the Time Stream to send
anyone back or forward, at least, not with any accuracy and with
peril. Assuming, of course, that Neo-Queen Serenity still existed,
although, knowing the lengths to which Neo-Queen Serenity had gone in
creating Crystal Tokyo, it was highly likely it still remained, even
without her or the Timegate. While the bond between her and
Usagi/Neo-Queen Serenity was severed, the bond between her and Ranma
grew. It was as strong, or even stronger than the old bond, either of
them. She could feel that, somehow, Ranma was also connected to her
Planet and its power, but unlike the Serenitys, it was not through
her, but a connection of his own. In all her experience and knowledge
of Silver Millennium Lore, such a thing was never recorded, having two
independent connections to the same Planet without annihilating each
other.

As all this settled over her, she also realized that there was a
downside to her freedom from the restriction that Serenity had placed
on her powers. With that restriction had come triggers for what powers
she could use. With the restriction gone, so went those triggers as
well. She had a vast amount of power, but lacked the knowledge to use
it. She could not even transform.

"Transform?" Ranma's voice cut into her thoughts.

"Sorry, Master," Setsuna began for talking out-loud.

"Not //Master//, Set-chan," Ranma gently said. "Maybe
//Sensei//, but not Master." Blushing a bit, he added,
"Definitely not the way you meant it."

"Yes, Master," Setsuna replied.

Ranma just groaned.

Setsuna explained, "In order to use one's Senshi's power, one needs
to trigger one's transformation...." Her voice trailed off. In a soft
voice she asked, "I don't need to transform into my Senshi form, do
I?"

Ranma nodded in agreement.

"Another control," Setsuna realized.

Ranma added, "Would also provide a //secret identity//, and
prevention of misfire as well."

Standing up, Setsuna looked around, unmindful of her nudity, she
had nothing to be ashamed of... she stopped, as realized some was
different about her body. There was a mirror against one of the walls,
and she moved over by it, looking at herself.

Her breasts were bigger, fuller, and firmer. Her muscle tone was
defined, toned, and visible. She was slightly taller, maybe four or
six centimeters. She was in better shape and health then she ever
been.

Ranma cleared his throat and stated, "After I ate your Sailor
Crystal...." Ranma blushed in embarrassment, not sure why he did that.
"You.... you... disintegrated into sparkles..."

"Disintegrated?" Setsuna wondered.

Ranma nodded and continued, "I gathered up the sparkles... and came
here..."

"Where is //here>//?" Setsuna inquired in a curious voice.

Ranma smiled, "A Shaolin temple... I come here to get some peace
and quiet..." Ranma trailed off.

"From what's been happening," Setsuna finished.

Ranma nodded. It was strange talking with a naked girl, one at
that, who was being nice to him and knew him so well...

"You gathered up my sparkles," Setsuna prompted.

Startled, Ranma continued, "Yeah.... and came here. I told Master
Po what happened, and he suggested that if I concentrated on what you
looked like, I might be able to //put// you //back
together//."

Setsuna smiled at the nervous Ranma, something she rarely saw, and
said, "Obviously, you succeeded." And made some improvements, she
thought to herself. She was beautiful before, but now she was a
goddess.

Ranma nodded, too nervous to say anything. Just as she knew
everything about him, he knew everything about her, what she had been
through and vague ideas of what he had been through as well. He knew
that Setsuna had been raised, such as it was, by the other Senshi, in
their //Eternal//, perfect, forms, while she herself was but a
child, who developed very slowly.

She laughed in happiness, turned around, and hugged Ranma tightly,
making sure to rub her body against him, as she said, "Thank you,
Master."

Tired of it, Ranma repeated, "Not master."

Setsuna giggled and said, "Yes, Master."

Ranma sighed. "I'm not going to win, am I?"

"No, Master," Setsuna replied with a giggle. She was still pressing
her nude body against him, enjoying the feel. She caressed certain
points, which she knew, from past lifetimes, gave him great pleasure.

Ranma moaned in pleasure, and moved away from her. The conflict
within him shown clearly on his face.

A single tear remained in Setsuna's eye unshed. Whether in rejection
or in acknowledgement of the suffering Neo-Queen Serenity had put him
through, even she did not know.

"We need to get back," Ranma said with a shaky voice.

Setsuna nodded, started to leave, when Ranma called her back, she
was hopefully, until Ranma handed her some clothes.

The clothing was an extra set of Ranma's normal outfit, which fit
her very well. The silk felt great against her skin, and she could
easily imagine it was Ranma's hands caressing her body, especially,
since his scent was upon the clothes.

Both headed back to their respective places.
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