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The world had once been so beautiful. So perfect. But that was the past. That was 50 years ago.
Neo Queen Serenity, the world’s beautiful and graceful ruler was gone, as was her entire court.
Many assumed that the daughter of the Queen and the daughters of her court were dead too. 8 girls, one to each of the Planets. However, they were mistaken.
Inside the Crystal Palace, in the center of the city, the girls lie up in the highest chamber. Frozen in time as they were on the day they were trapped in crystal. Ever unaging, ever unchanging.
The halls of the majestic palace had long since not heard a single sound. A perfect serene silence that now was broken by the creaking of an opening door.
Down one of the halls stood a grand door. The Space-Time door that was guarded by the last Sailor Senshi alive. Sailor Pluto.
The gorgeous green haired woman stepped into the quiet palace, her heeled boots clicking softly on the crystalline floor. She had waited for this day to come, and there was no time to waste.
Sailor Pluto, who had also been graced with the title of Queen Pluto, head straight to the highest chamber in the building.
Up there in Serenity’s Palace, as it was called, stood seven stone structures in a circle, with an eighth stone in the middle. On top of each of them crystals protruded, with one of the princesses inside each of the crystal centers.
The last remaining Queen took the Garnet Orb off of her staff and held it in front of her. At first nothing seemed to be happening as the red stone in its center glowed. However after a few moments the crystal structures started to creak and crack.
Bit by bit the crystals turned into light as they broke away and formed an orb of light by each girl’s side.
The talisman of Queen Pluto stopped glowing, and so did the orbs of light.
Next to the seven girls in the circle a pen like shape appeared. Beside the eighth girl, Princess Usagi Small Lady Serenity, the light made way for a round brooch.
"Wake up Princesses." The warm soothing voice of Pluto called out. "The world needs you."
Life was breathed back into the still girls. Stirring them to move again.
Beside the princess in the center another small figure started to wake. A young gray cat, named Diana, with a crescent symbol on her forehead. She was advisor to the Moon Princess, as her parents had been before her. Unaware of the urgency to wake up, the feline stretched again before curling up closer to Chibiusa.
Why the Catacombs were built was unclear. They never had been used to bury the dead. Most at that time didn't even know it existed. It puzzled the members that lived here. Why would the Queen create anything of this magnitude, only to never use it? Some, the former leader of the Resistance, Ryuu Tsukino, included, speculated that perhaps the Queen somewhere knew that one day they would need this place to defend the city. Perhaps she knew she wouldn’t be able to protect her beloved city one day, and made it for those that could. Answers, however, would never come.
Calm, tranquil moments were rare, and far and few between in the Resistance. Ever since they waged war on the Dark Empire it had been one thing after another.
Right now was no exception. There was a shipment coming in from the North. It carried many essentials for the wellbeing of the Resistance’s members, and components for their next step.
One of the five points was in the hands of the Resistance. It needed to be maintained, rebuilt, and protected. The four remaining points of the star shaped city were now more heavily guarded than ever before. With each day new tension at the borders to the free district.
Taking the first had been a major feat for all of them, and at that rate they would have been able to free the remaining points in another 3 or 4 years. However, the Dark Empire had struck back, heavily securing the remaining points, and poisoning them further.
Poison. It came in many shapes, through entertainment outlets, fogs that crept up and swallowed entire neighborhoods, and propaganda, to name a few. It clouded the minds of people. It even warped kind gentle souls into vicious fighters at times.
Shin Tsukino, the current leader of the Resistance, sighed heavily. Down here the poison could not reach them. Down here no one that was infected could enter. It gave some ease and peace of mind for the weary man.
The many years of fighting and battling it out both mentally and physically had left the 38 year old with more scars and a weathered, older appearance than was befitting of his age.
With a quick pace the leader walked down the corridors of the Catacombs. He never had time to stop. Never had time to take a breather. Right now the shipment was all that was on his mind.