Neflyte looked out of his chambers and smiled. He
was always used to extravagant surroundings, and this
was no exception. While he was in Tokyo as Maxfield
Stanton, he was the most handsome person there, drawing
attention from all the females, including Serena and
Raye. However, he let his emotions take over, and he
fell in love with, and died for, Molly Baker. He
promised himself he'd never do that again, no matter
what. Now, his only goal in life was to find his Star
Guardian. He turned his attention to the stars and
commanded, "O, great Sagittarius, help me to find the
one I am searching for; help me to find Prince Andrew!"
A holographic image of the constellation Sagittarius
appeared in front of him, and an image began to take
form after that. The image was that of a young man,
possibly part German, who looked as if he was about to
get in a little bit of trouble.
* * * * *
He thought he had left the stupid people behind
when he graduated high school. Unfortunately, he was
dead wrong. A few upperclassmen decided that he was
the perfect person to beat up on.
"Why me," he thought.
"Hey, freshman!" one of the upperclassmen yelled,
"Don't you know to respect your higher-ups when you pass
them?"
"I'm sorry, but I don't recognize stupid people,"
he said. "Try again next time so I can ignore you once
again." That got a few laughs from the upperclassmen,
but not from the main one. "Come here, you little
weasel!" The big upperclassman grabbed the freshman by
his collar and growled, "Give me one god reason why I
shouldn't thrash you into the ground..."
"Maybe because you're afraid to try someone your
own size." Everyone turned and looked in the direction
of the voice and was not surprised to find out who it
was. "Well, well, well; if it isn't Damien Gordon,
hotshot QB. Why am I not surprised?"
"I'm not here to surprise you. I'm here to get
you off this freshman's case. What did he ever do to
you?" The upperclassman turned to Damien and said, "I
don't think you need to be gettin' in my business.
What you NEED to do is start showin' up for practice."
That one got to Damien. He casually strode up to him
and looked him directly in his eye, and everyone had to
admire Damien for standing up to him. Granted, he was
about four inches and thirty pounds junior to the guy,
but he stood up to him nonetheless. That took class,
and Damien had tons of that.
"Did you make up that one all by yourself? That's
a REAL winner. Just because I missed football practice
doesn't mean you're in better shape than I am. At
least I work out the entire year; all baseball players
do is work out for a month...and that's during the
season!" The upperclassman tossed the freshman aside
and said, "I may be in a different sport than you-"
"Isn't it true that you're not playing football
because you were too dumb for the team?" The upper-
class man started to grab for Damien, but he stepped
back and assumed his Kempo stance and growled, "Come
with it." The upperclassman looked at him and said,
"You're not worth my time." He then turned to the
freshman and said, "You got lucky this time, freshman.
I'll be looking for you soon." After Damien had made
sure the upperclassman had left, he then turned his
attention to the freshman. "Hey, you all right?"
The freshman got up and said, "Thanks. If you
wouldn't have showed up, he probably would have
flattened me into the ground." Damien smiled at him
and said, "No problem. The name's Damien; what's yours?"
"I'm Andrew Smith."
* * * * *
"Could it be?" Neflyte mouthed, the words barely
coming out through the surprise, "Could this be Prince
Andrew?" He watched everything unfold in front of him
and reasoned, "This is Prince Damien he is talking to
now. He has led us to our respective enemies thus far;
why would this one be any different? I must watch more
to make sure."
"You know," Damien said as he walked Andrew to his
next class, "You shouldn't let people push you around
like that. Just because you're a freshman doesn't mean
that everyone can just bully you around. That's not
fair to you. You gotta learn to take a stand against
people like that."
"Thanks," Andrew said. They walked a little
further in silence before Andrew asked, "Why did you do
it?" Damien looked at him and asked, "Do what?"
"Help me out like that?" Damien looked around
before saying, "I don't really like him. He's a jerk.
He tried to push me around when I first got here.
Naturally, it didn't work, but he did give me a run for
my money." They walked a little further before Damien
asked, "So, what's your major?"
"Business Administration. What about you?"
"Computer Programming and Political Science."
Andrew looked at him and uttered, "A double major? How
do you do it?" Damien shrugged and said, "A lot of
hard work, a lot of dedication, a lot of attention to
detail, and a little bit of help from my girlfriend."
"But, you play football." Damien glared at him
and said, "Yeah; so, what does THAT have to do with the
price of tea in China?"
"I always thought that all athletes were-" Damien
knew where this was heading and growled, "If you even
think of calling me a 'jock,' I'll break every bone in
your body." Andrew jumped back and quickly said,
"Woah...sorry, man. I didn't know that was a curse word
to you." Damien didn't even bother to give him a
glance while saying, "How much longer before we reach
your class?"
"Look," Andrew retorted, "I said I was sorry! Give
it a rest!"
"No, you don't understand. If it's one thing I
can't stand is someone calling me a 'jock.' I don't
like the terminology, and I don't want to hear it
again!" Andrew shook his head and questioned, "What
bug crawled up your shorts? Why don't you stop your
whining and accept my apology?" Damien stopped walking
and mouthed, "Whining?" He then marched up to him and
yelled, "You take that back!"
"Why should I? If I'm right, then I'm right!"
Damien was really getting frustrated with Andrew
at the moment. "Look," he sighed, "I don't know where
you're from-"
"Washington, D.C."
"-nor do I care, but...Washington, D.C.? How
interesting...I always knew they had bourgeoisie
females, but bourgeoisie guys? Especially incoming
freshmen? That's a shock to the system."
Now, it was Andrew's turn to be insulted. "You
take that back!"
"Figure the odds! Let me tell you something, Mr.
Smith. I was really concerned with your well being at
one point, but now, I don't really care. So why don't
you just take your pathetic, whiny, bourgeoisie behind
BACK TO WASHINGTON!" He grabbed Andrew by the collar,
then, everything came to a sudden halt. New memories
began flooding Damien and Andrew, and before either of
them knew it, the past was revealed to them in vivid
color. Damien dropped Andrew to the ground and began to
shudder uncontrollably. "It's happening to me again," he
thought. "Andrew," he quivered, "I think you should
get away from me. This is not me being evil, this is
me trying to save your life again. Go away; go far far
away, and forget I ever existed; deal?" Andrew nodded
and took off in the other direction.
"Wait 'til Merc gets a load of this."
* * * * *
Neflyte watched the entire scene unfold before him
as he poured himself a glass of his special "lemonade."
When Andrew was revealed to be Prince Andrew, Neflyte
grinned. "First, Prince Darien. Next, Prince Damien.
Then, Prince Nakorru. Now, Prince Andrew. The Silver
Star will belong to the NegaVerse very soon." He then
got up and walked over to a chest he had in the corner
of the room. "Which one of the NegaVerse entities
shall I use today? I think I will use Alan and Ann's
Cardian Nacrid." He picked up a card with the image of
Cardian Nacrid and summoned, "Cardian Nacrid, COME
FORTH!" A mysterious flute began playing throughout
his chambers and the card began to metamorphose and
take the form of an evil villain. "I am Nacrid," it
said. "What can I do for you, Lord Neflyte?"
Neflyte looked at his creation and laughed.
"There is a human that I want you to keep an eye on.
He goes by the name of Prince Andrew..."
* * * * *
"You know what I miss?"
"What?"
"Ice skating!" Lita was furious. Ever since she
came to Birmingham, she had been able to do pretty much
everything she wanted...except go ice skating. She
feared she would forget how if she didn't hurry up. "I
need to find an ice skating rink around here!" Amy
peeked her head over the mountain of books she was
reading long enough to say, "Well, look in the phone
book. I'm sure they have a listing of them. Can you
still read English fluently?"
"Yeah, yeah. Don't remind me," Lita groaned. She
got up and went to the bookcase to pick up the yellow
pages, and she skimmed through the directory until she
found what she was looking for. "Perfect! Alpine Ice
Skating Rink!" She then turned to Amy and said, "Come
on, Ames, let's go!"
"Oh, no," Amy protested. "The last time I went
ice skating, I almost twisted my ankle. I don't want
that to happen again."
"Damien might be there," Lita hinted. "I hear
it's a great cardiovascular workout. Besides, he might
need to work on his legs. There's no better way to do
that than ice skating!"
"I don't think so. Damien's legs are perfect just
the way they are." Lita looked at Amy and asked, "How
do you know?"
"Let's just say that I've seen them work up close
and personal."
"Is there something you've been hiding form me?"
Amy smiled at Lita and said, "It's not what you think.
I just went to the gym with him one day and watched him
work out. He has very powerful legs."
"Sure, he does," Lita smirked. Amy ignored that
comment and went back to reading her books. Feeling
left out, Lita decided to get dressed and go ice
skating by herself. "Who knows," she thought, "I just
might find myself a boyfriend."
* * * * *
"I did it again." Damien shut the door behind him
and slid to the ground. He had run all the way from
the Business Administration building to his apartment,
and was understandably out of breath. He looked up at
King Mercury, who was staring at him intently. "What
did you do?"
Damien took a deep breath, released it, and said,
"I found another one."
"Another what?"
"Another Star Guardian." King Mercury perked up
and said, "Really? Who?"
"Prince-" Damien was interrupted by a knocking on
the door. "Who is it now? Amy said she was staying at
her place to study." He slid up the door and looked
through the peep hole. He reared his head back, rubbed
his eyes, and looked through again. He turned to King
Mercury and blanched. "I just got all the luck today."
"Who is it?"
"Your boy, Nakorru." He opened the door and
Nakorru casually walked in. "Hey, Damien," he smiled,
"What are you doing today?"
"Studying, going to practice, coming here for
training, and going to sleep. Why?"
"Well, I'm going to the skating rink. Wanna
come?" Damien shot a panicked glance and him and
thought, "If he goes to Valley, he's a dead man." He
then worriedly asked, "You ain't tryin' to commit
suicide, are you?" Nakorru gave Damien an astonished
look and said, "Of course not! Why do you ask?"
"Valley ain't the safest place in the world for
you to go. Hell, I wouldn't even go there!" Nakorru
grimaced and said, "Whoever said anything about going
to Valley? Whoever said anything about roller skating?"
"You're the one who said you wanted to go the
skating rink." Nakorru laughed at him and said, "I
meant ice skating. I'm going to Alpine. Wanna come?"
"Struck out with Raye, huh?" Nakorru shook his
head and said, "Nope. Haven't even tried."
"And they call me a coward. Give me a few minutes
to change." As Damien walked to the bedroom to change,
King Mercury followed him like a lost puppy. When they
reached the bedroom, King Mercury demanded, "Who did
you find today?"
"Guess. Only I could find two Star Guardians in
the same week." King Mercury was growing impatient
with Damien's riddles. "Who did you find?" Damien
walked over to the closet to get a sweatshirt and said,
"Prince Andrew." King Mercury wandered over to
Damien's bed and plopped down on it and said, "I told
you that you would find them by accident. You will
learn to listen to me soon enough; I do have SOME idea
as to what I am talking about. Now, what are you going
to do about football practice today?"
"I'm not going," he responded. "I told Coach
Brown that I don't see a need for me to even be there
if I wasn't playing. I told him I'd work out on my
own, and that I'd be ready for practice Monday morning."
"Are you going to watch the game?"
"Sure, I am. And I'm also flying to New York for
the draft next Friday."
"Cute. I ask a simple question, and I get a
sarcastic answer." Damien winked at him and King
Mercury asked, "Will you be back in time for training?"
"I should," he responded. "Besides, I really
don't ice skate. I used to go for the snow bunnies,
but that's not entirely practical anymore, now, is it?"
"No, it is not. I do not think Princess Amy would
care for that too much." Damien went over to the bed,
sat beside him, and said, "Anyway, I think it'll be
fun. You know, give me a chance to relax after
everything that's happened to me as of late." King
Mercury glowered at him and said, "What has happened to
you as of late?"
"You know, the whole Star Guardian thing, finding
out that I'm supposed to save the universe and
everything, you know, crazy stuff like that." He
walked out of his bedroom, collected Nakorru off the
sofa, and grabbed his hat from the lamp he tossed it on
earlier. He turned to the bedroom and said, "See ya
later, Merc!" With that, they were off to the Alpine
Ice Skating Rink.
* * * * *
Lita walked into the Alpine Ice Skating Rink and
immediately felt out of place. The rink was full of
couples and she was all by herself. She tried to blend
in with the crowd, but her six-foot frame made it kind
of difficult. So, she decided to just enjoy herself
instead. Granted, she was by herself, but she knew how
to have enough fun for one. She went to put on her skates,
and when she stepped out on the ice, she immediately
fell. "I guess I'm a little out of practice," she said
to herself. She picked herself up and tried again,
this time with great success. As she flowed gracefully
from side to side, the music pulsating in her ears, her
mind wandered back to when she dated Ken back in Japan.
* * * * *
She was so happy. The one guy that knew her
inside and out had just told her that he harbored a
secret crush on her for some time, and had finally
decided to tell her. She honestly didn't know how to
react at first.
"But, Ken," she said, "We're friends. What would
happen if we broke up?"
"Well," Ken sighed, a dreamy look over his face,
"I'd still be your friend, no matter what happens.
Nothing can ever change that." Lita was so confused.
"If I do date you," she said, "I would be afraid to
even touch you." Ken shrugged his shoulders and said,
"That's no matter to me, Lita. All I know is that I
love you, I've always loved you, and I'll always love
you. You don't have to touch me at all if you don't
want to. All that's important to me is your
happiness." Lita blushed; no one had ever told her that before.
"That's flattering, Ken; it really is. But, you
are aware that I have another suitor." Ken shrugged
his shoulders again and said, "I'm not worried. It's
just that Tatewaki Kuno guy. He has about as much
common sense as a rock." Just then, a wooden Kendo
sword appeared out of nowhere, and a voice cried,
"HOLD!" Ken and Lita turned around to see just the
menace they were taking about. "Upperclassman Kuno!"
Tatewaki Kuno stood at 6'2" and weighed 217lbs.
He was dressed in a Kendo uniform and was prone to
carrying that little wooden sword around with him. He
had annoying brown eyes and equally annoying brown hair
that he was accustomed to brushing back whenever he
thought he made a sensible comment. Unfortunately, the
ration of supposed sensible comments to ACTUAL sensible
comments were a million to none. "Ah, fairest Lita,"
he said in his usual iambic pentameter, "Of all the
women in fair Tokyo, none are as fair as you. Come, my
dear; ALLOW ME TO DATE WITH YOU!" He ran up to Lita,
arms spread open for an embrace, but he ended up
embracing a book bag instead. Ken swung his hefty
satchel right into Kuno's face.
"Nice shot, Ken," Lita beamed. Kuno, on the other
hand, was less than thrilled. "Ken Urwara," he said,
"Come from another school to challenge the great
Tatewaki Kuno. Very well; I accept." Ken looked at
Kuno and said, "I have no interest in fighting you,
Kuno. Just leave Lita alone, got it?"
"WHAT?" Kuno growled. "And who are you to give
orders to the great Tatewaki Kuno? AM I NOT BLUE
THUNDER?!" Lita cracked him in the back of the head
and answered, "No, you're not." She then turned to Ken
and said, "Come on, Ken; let's go."
* * * * *
Now, two years later, she had broken up with Ken,
but remained good friends throughout. She was
wondering how he was doing, but the sight of one guy
made her forget all about Ken. He stood about 6'1",
looked kind of built, and he had the most beautiful
blue eyes she had ever seen. She sauntered over to
him, making sure not to trip over her own skates, and
she succeeded in running into a wall. Fortunately, it
was the wall he was leaning on. "Oh, my God," he said
after regaining his composure, "Are you all right,
miss?" Lita pushed herself off the wall and said,
"Yes; thank you."
"That was quite a spill there, miss...miss..."
"Jamison. Lita Jamison." Andrew was all smiles
after seeing her glittering brown eyes. "Hello, Lita,
I'm Andrew Smith. I'm an assistant manager here at
Alpine, so-"
"You're a manager?" Andrew shrugged his shoulders
and said, "Yes. My major is Business Administration,
and I thought, what better way to learn Business
Administration first hand than to help run a business?
It's kind of rough, but the job has its perks. It's
not everyday a beautiful girl falls at your feet." He
began to smile and blush and added, "That must sound
kind of silly, doesn't it?"
"Actually," Lita grinned herself, "I was thinking
sort of the same thing."
"Really?"
"Really."
* * * * *
Damien and Nakorru walked into Alpine Ice Skating
Rink and went completely oblivious to the crowd.
Everyone was skating to their heart's content, and
Damien was fine with that. The way he figured it, the
longer they skated and didn't notice he was around, the
fewer autographs he'd have to sign. "Well, Damien,"
Nakorru said, "Where do you wanna begin?" Damien shook
his head and said, "Nowhere. I'm not the ice skating
kind of person. I have no interest in it, and I think
I'll just watch you...if you don't mind."
"I don't care. Just don't laugh when I fall."
Damien grinned and said, "Don't worry; I will."
Nakorru started to blurt out a retort until he looked
over and saw the assistant manager talking to someone
that looked very familiar. "Hey, Damien?"
"'Hey, Damien' what?" he responded while looking
at a poster for a pep rally that was at least two years
old. "Isn't that Lita talking to the manager?" Damien
stopped reading the poster and looked over in the
direction that Nakorru so inauspiciously pointed to.
"Looks like her; why?" Then, he looked at the guy she
was talking to. "Uh-oh."
"What? What's with the 'uh-oh,' Damien?"
"If that's Lita, and the guy she's talking to is
Andrew, then that means..."
"The NegaVerse is around here," Nakorru reasoned.
"We've gotta get over there." They began to run over
to the rink when they saw the ice in the rink begin to
crack. This didn't escape the attention of Lita and
Andrew, either. "What on earth is happening?" Andrew
questioned. "There are no earthquakes here."
"This isn't an earthquake," Lita answered."
Something bad's about to happen."
"Great," he muttered, "Why does something bad have
to happen on my shift?" He hopped over the wall and
slid over to center ice to get a closer look. What he
WASN'T expecting to see was a tentacle to shoot out of
the crack in the ice and grab him by the throat.
Damien saw this and instantly got depressed. "Aw,
damn," he said. "Why can't I have a normal day off?"
He pulled Nakorru off to the side and said, "You got
any roses?"
"No; why?" Damien shook his head, flicked his
wrists, and three powder blue roses materialized out of
nowhere. He handed one to Nakorru and said, "Be ready
for anything." Nakorru nodded his head in agreement
and said, "Right."
* * * * *
Meanwhile, Lita was trying to get Andrew out of
the clutches of the tentacle when a blast of energy
knocked her back. "What the heck was that?" she asked.
The ground began to shudder more violently than before,
and a figure slowly crept out of the ice and into plain
view. The figure was somewhat humanoid, somewhat
feminine, but grotesquely evil at the same time. More
tentacles shot out of its head and grabbed several
other innocent bystanders and began to slowly drain
them of their energy. "Who are you?" Lita asked.
"I am Cardian Nacrid, and I am here to retrieve
the Jupiter Star Fragment from Prince Andrew, and there
is nothing you can do about it!" Nacrid answered. To
punctuate her words, she sent an energy blast directly
at Lita, hitting her dead in the chest. Lita went
flying through the air before landing with a thud
against the wall. "I've got to do something," she
said, "But what? I'm completely helpless against this
one, and besides, I don't want to risk injuring Andrew.
But, if I don't do something, he'll die!" Finally, she
got up and said, "No matter what, I'm gonna put a stop
to this!" She reached in her pocket and pulled out her
transformation wand. Damien looked over at her and
whined, "What the hell is she doing?"
"Jupiter...Star...POWER!"
"Lita.....NO!" Damien screamed, but it was too late.
A transformation began to take place, and Lita Jamison
disappeared, only to be replaced by Sailor Jupiter.
"Damn it, Lita!" Damien yelled, "You ain't supposed to
show every damn body!" He then turned to Nakorru and
yelled, "Come on, Nakorru!" Nakorru looked at him and
asked, "'Come on' what? I ain't goin' out there!"
"You're going out there, and you'll like it." Not
wanting to get back on Damien's bad side, he decided to
go ahead with it. "If you insist, fearless leader."
Damien shook his head and muttered, "Whatever, man.
Just do your thing."
"Mars...Star...Guardian...POWER!"
"Mercury...Star...Guardian...POWER!"
Another transformation took place, and Kodanna
Nakorru and Damien Gordon were replaced with Prince
Nakorru and Prince Damien. "We've got to get the odds
going in our favor," Prince Nakorru said. "You're
right," Prince Damien responded, "Go for what you know,
pyro!"
"Mars Nuclear Fire.....ENFLAME!" Prince Nakorru sent
a blazing fireball directly into the ice rink, melting
it instantly. This did not escape the attention of
Nacrid or Sailor Jupiter. "Help is on the way, Sailor
Jupiter," Prince Nakorru called out. "Right!" Prince
Damien added. He then pulled out a powder blue rose,
and threw it in the direction of Cardian Nacrid's
tentacles, specifically the one that held Andrew
hostage. The rose sliced through the tentacle, causing
Cardian Nacrid to undergo extreme pain and displeasure.
As gravity began to take control of Andrew and send him
plummeting into the shallow water below, Sailor Jupiter
ran over to him and caught him at the last minute.
"Are you all right, Andrew," Sailor Jupiter asked.
"I'm fine," he responded, "But the rink's a
mess...Princess Lita." Sailor Jupiter looked at him
and blushed. "Prince Andrew?!" Prince Damien saw
their reaction and decided to take matters into his own
hands. "Andrew, CATCH!" He threw a powder blue rose
in their direction, and Andrew snagged it out of thin
air. "Hold it in the air and say, Jupiter Star
Guardian Power! You'll know what to do from there."
Andrew looked over at Prince Damien, then to Sailor
Jupiter and nodded his head. "Sure thing, but
somebody's gotta take care of this creature here."
"Don't worry about that," Prince Damien said, "We
got this!"
"If you insist." Cardian Nacrid saw Prince Damien
and Prince Nakorru and yelled, "You will NOT stop me!"
She jumped over Sailor Jupiter and Andrew and headed
for Prince Damien. Prince Damien pulled out his sword
and was ready for anything. Just then, Andrew decided
to take charge of the situation.
"Jupiter...Star...Guardian...POWER!"
Andrew began to twirl the rose above his head
rapidly, and the rose began to glow and take the form
of a discus. A light shot out of the disc and covered
his entire body. His normal clothes began to dis-
appear, and the armor of the Star Guardians took its
place. The Jupiter Star Fragment appeared dead center
on his chest, followed by a chain that linked itself to
his cape guards. Finally, the rose he was twirling
around turned into a sword and he sheathed it, crossed
his arms, and the transformation was done. Andrew
Smith was transformed into Prince Andrew, Defender of
the Planet Jupiter. He took one look at his armor,
looked at Sailor Jupiter and the others, and said,
"Wicked cool!" He then turned his attention to Cardian
Nacrid and said, "All right, buddy boy; it's pay backtime!"
"And, just what do you think you're doing?" Sailor
Jupiter asked. "Watch and see," Prince Andrew
responded. "Zeus Thunderbolt..."
"Wait a minute," Prince Damien started, "If Prince
Andrew's from Jupiter, and his elemental power is
lightning, then..."
"...we're about to have a fried Star Guardian on
our hands," Prince Nakorru finished. They both began
running to the rink, yelling, "Get out of the water!
You'll fry yourself!" Prince Andrew stood there in
mid pose, with a dazed look on his face before
realizing that he was standing in six inches of water.
"Oh, boy," he said.
"TATEWA-JEDOUKAI-ZODA-KEN...Mercury Ice
Fire.....STRIKE!" Prince Damien's Mercury Ice
Fire attack went screaming towards Cardian Nacrid's
back, knocking it across the rink. "Uh-oh," he said
after noticing it was starting to get up, "That didn't
quite work."
"You dare to attack me," Cardian Nacrid bellowed.
"You'll pay for that!" Prince Andrew grabbed Sailor
Jupiter, jumped out of the water, turned to Cardian
Nacrid, and said, "That's where you're wrong! The only
person who's gonna pay for anything is you! And guess
what; the rent's due!" He turned to Sailor Jupiter and
asked, "You ready?" Sailor Jupiter responded with an
enthusiastic, "Oh, yeah."
"ZEUS THUNDERBOLT..."
"JUPITER THUNDERBOLT..."
Cardian Nacrid looked at them and shuddered. It's
time was up. Prince Damien looked at Prince Nakorru and
said, "That's gonna hurt." Prince Nakorru nodded in
agreement and shuddered. "No kidding..."
"CHARGE!"
"ZAP!" Two bolts of lightning went di-
rectly for the jugular of Cardian Nacrid, and that,
coupled with the fact that it was sitting in the water,
fried the NegaVerse monster to no end. After it was
all said and done, the only thing that was left was a
smoldering card, the image of Nacrid turning into an
opaque mark of destruction. Prince Andrew breathed a
sigh of relief. "That wasn't so bad, now was it?"
Prince Damien looked at him and said, "You ain't seen
the half of it."
* * * * *
"So, you are Prince Andrew," King Mercury said.
"You are skinnier than I remembered you from earlier."
Andrew looked at King Mercury and said, "Who is this
decrepit old miser?"
"That decrepit old miser just happens to be the
trainer of the Star Guardians," Damien answered. King
Mercury put that idea to rest, though. "I am not the
actual trainer, I am just helping you guys out. The
actual trainer is not ready to show his face yet."
"Cute," Damien said, "And you say I speak in
riddles." Andrew wasn't getting the whole story here,
and he was desperate to find out. "What is this 'Star
Guardian' business? What is a 'Silver Star' and what
does all of this have to do with me?" King Mercury
patted him on the shoulder and said, "Have a seat,
Prince Andrew. I have a little story to tell you..."
* * * * *
"NEFLYTE!" Queen Beryl had seen enough. She was
getting sick and tired of her generals coming back
empty-handed. Every general she sent out came back in
defeat, and that was getting pretty old. Neflyte
appeared in front of her and mocked a respectful bow to
her. "Yes, Queen Beryl?"
"Do not play coy with me, Neflyte. You know why I
am calling you here." Neflyte shook his head and said,
"No, I do not. I'm sure you are going to tell me,
though." Queen Beryl looked at him with fire in her
eyes and yelled, "How dare you talk to me in that-"
"Is this important, or are you just going to
scream and yell like a banshee with no purpose?"
Neflyte returned her gaze with an even more intense
look of fire in his eyes. "Or better yet, are you
going to tell me that Cardian Nacrid failed? Give me a
break; I already know this. Trust me; I keep a watch
over my messengers."
"Has it crossed your mind that maybe these pa-
thetic humans are getting their acts together?" Queen
Beryl asked. Neflyte scoffed at her and said, "I am
not worried about them getting their acts together.
Let them try. They are going to fail anyway. The
power of the Silver Star is too immense for them to
handle right now. They do not have the training or the
prowess to use it to the potential that we can use it
as." Queen Beryl sat back in her throne and said, "I
am amazed, Neflyte. You have been studying these humans
very well."
"Yes, I have," Neflyte responded. "Now, I would
like to be left alone so I can continue my studies."
As he began to fade away, he added, "And, please do not
summon me anymore. The only thing you are doing is
making matters worse. Not to mention giving me a headache."
Sailor Moon: Legend of the Silver Star Copyright 1997 Joseph Keith Seltzer and 2-Hype Productions. All rights reserved.
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