Chaos Finale: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon Satellites Special
Seed of Destiny
Part Three: Broken Shell of Existence; the Meaning to Fight

        Story Settings; Firenze has revealed her ability of a Sailor Senshi. But to what goals does she have that involves finding the greatest source of power? What will Daniel do and decide ultimately? And will Firenze stand to fight for him, even if it means her own life?

Opening
        Daniel is, once again, pacing in agitation, this time coupled with confusion, sorrow, and that strange feeling in his breast that burns like fire. Nothing like this had ever been felt and he knows it´s linked to Firenze but it may not be just love that is stirring but something much more difficult to believe.

        ‘My Daniel, if you ever forgive me, find me in the Botanical Gardens..´
        Her voice, soft and sweet, filled with sadness as eyes peered out with a guilty and pained gaze, filled his mind as he tried the more harder to ignore it all. He just wanted to go on with his life, he didn´t want to deal with those types of people.
        After all, it was those type of people that had attracted the dark being known as Sailor Chaos. If they hadn´t existed, they wouldn´t be struggling to survive.
        Unfortunally, Daniel wasn´t that much of a liar, even to himself. The cell phone clasped at his hip rang shrilly, startling him from his trance. He was settled on a bench on the far side of town, in the opposite direction of the Botanical Gardens. "Hello?" He asked without checking the caller ID.
        "Where have you been?" His mother´s squeaky, miniature voice hurt his ears. "I´ve been trying to get you for the last four days. Are you trying to kill me?"
        "Mother, I´m sorry," He said through gritted teeth. "I´ve been busy with work."
        "I heard about that new girlfriend of yours," His mother raged. "Why haven´t you brought her home?"
        "One, I´m not dating and secondly, even if I WAS, it´d be a little too early, don´t you think?" He asked sarcastically.
        "How dare you talk to me like that?" Her voice got even more shrill with anger. "I am your mother!"
        He pulled the phone from his ear, wincing. He heard honking as a car rushed past him, causing him to jump and he heard a beep and then a dead buzz from the phone. He hurriedly put it to his ear but all he got was silence.
        "I hung up on my mother," he hung his head in shame. "She´ll never forgive me."
        He stood up, sighing heavily. The sun was up but the air was cold and dreary feeling. He took a stop before Daniel grasped his chest, something burning like a wild fire before dispersing just as suddenly as it started. He wondered dimly if it were heart burn but another idea, half-baked and strongly ignored, existed in the back of his mind.
        He just wanted to forget about what had happened, about Firenze. He told himself firmly that she didn´t care about him or his people, that she sought something that he couldn´t help her with anyways so what was the point?
        His heart throbbed, this pain different from the burning sensation, and yet just as strong. Daniel wished he could stop that feeling but it was too little, too late.
        He was in love.

        Firenze attempted to rest but the last four days had been hard. The nightmares stopped her from resting comfortably and now her cocoon, which was supposed to be indestructible, was fast turning gray. She wondered what went wrong. "Maybe the space travel?" She moved, pacing as she nibbled on her finger. "Just the nightmares?"
        She didn´t want to face the idea in the back of her mind, that crept out in her dreams. Daniel haunted her visibly, filling her senses with something she had never felt and couldn´t control.
        "I had a plan, I must follow through." She ran her hands through her hair. "So why am I stuck here? Why cannot I leave?"
        Her toes dug into the earth as she turned toward the trees, as if to search for answers. "I hurt..." She whispered as she moved deeper into a patch. She pushed through the thatches and heavy bushes with ease. The sunlight faded as the air cooled.
        A nauseating sweet scent clung in the earth. She felt the trees, felt their sorrow and pain. "Something happened.." She looked around in search of the minute strain of familiar energy. "A youma?"
        She came to an opening. A picnic basket lay on its side, the contents molded and partially embedded in the ground. The blanket was strewn with browned blood. Two bodies, still distinguishable as a woman and man, lay decayed and pungent. Both had eyes open to show fear and panic. Her head swiveled, finally spying the baby stroller. She looked into it, seeing nothing but a thin trace of blood. She looked around, frowning.
        She moved away from the gruesome scene, the smell clinging to her. She felt revulsion and indeniable grief.
        The trees spoke in hushed tones. She could feel another being, a faint speck of essence. She finally came across the child, who looked as if she had fallen asleep against the large tree. The blond hair turned even more white, the face ashen white, and the wounds having bled out the child, she looked strangely peaceful.
        The feeling around the area was strong. She heard, as if from a far distance, an infant´s giggle, delighted to see a new person. Her eyes welled up with tears as she stood in what was supposed to be silence.
        Only to be broken by a dead child´s soul, not understanding that it was now trapped upon the earth, never to be free.
        She moved robotically, the trees rustling around her as she knelt over the child´s body. She lifted it with ease as she carried it. As she expected, the soul followed, confusion and sadness trailing.
        She avoided the area where the parents lay, long since gone from the realm of the living. She arrived where her cocoon lay rooted to the earth, the cover flaking off.
        "I don´t know if this would work but trying is better than doing nothing," she told the air. "You need to rest."
        She lay the body inside, the rigid curl of the child fitting easily. A finger traced a swollen, cold cheek.
        "I am sorry but we are alike in so many ways. May the next time you pass over, you do it without regret and let your wings fly you to light."
        She felt the air change, soften and then silence. "For now, you´ll rest," She whispered before the cocoon closed completely, the slit disappearing as her eyes filled with tears.
        "After all that I sought for, I change on a whim," She laughed at herself, tears streaming. "I must want to die after all."
        She raised her hands, watching them shake. "All that I ever wanted, I was never met to have. My Guardian has chosen my fate and sealed it with this power."
        Daniel´s face flashed in her mind. "I must.. find the greatest source," She whispered hollowly. Her head fell down in shame.

        Daniel stared at the calendar. It had been now six days since he last saw Firenze.
        And he was no more over than he was five minutes ago when he tried to add the hours since he last saw her. He might´ve felt better if he could just stop thinking about her.
        But he began to realize how little he knew of what was going on. How he ignored all the signs of war and death. That there seemed to be nearly no soldiers left, that Earth was dying, and people went on as if nothing was wrong.
        "But something is wrong.." He stared at the computer screen. He decided it was time to start writing but for the life of him, he still couldn´t pick a topic. He closed his eyes in frustration, his fingers dancing wildly over the keyboard.
        He opened his eyes and they widened. Nearly everything was jibberish but not all of it was unintelligible.
        The name Firenze existed nearly in the end. His eyes filled with tears that he rubbed furiously at. The phone rang as he glanced and saw the caller ID. It was his mother, who had yet to decide if she was going to forgive him for hanging up on her.
        Despite his attempts to explain that it was an accident, she was still insistent that underneath the nice exterior, her son hated her guts.
        "It´s not that I hate you, Mom!" He began and wished he hadn´t as the other end went deadly silent. "Mom, please.. don´t take that out of context.."
        The dial tone echoed in his ear. "I´m so dead."
        Daniel finally stood up, the blank white of the word processor embossed in his eyes. He waltzed to the kitchen, opening the fridge as he stared at the food or what little there was. He glanced at the clock and mused that it was still early enough to get lunch.
        Once outside, the air felt different to him, colder and heavier. He felt the now familiarizing burn in his chest as he grasped a fist against his breast. He breathed deeply as the incident passed.
        He wondered, for the umpteenth time, how Firenze was doing. He then shook his head with a hand whack to his forehead. "No!" He told himself firmly. "Do not get involved! It´s what everyone else is doing!"
        He wondered if anyone else felt this bad about their life and how ignoring it all wouldn´t really solve the destruction happening. He wondered dimly who they were all entrusting their future too. A dwindling line of soldiers that fell by the day? He let out a gusty sigh. "What does it matter what we do now when we have no future?"
        He began to walk absently, attempting to clear his head. When he finally realized where he was, he was in front of the Sea of Serenity Botanical Garden. He glared at his feet. "Why´d you lead me here?"
        His heart throbbed in response, the heartbeat filling his ears as his throat convulsed. "Fine... fine.." He gave in and walked in. It was silent, no one around as the wind blew, cool and stiff. The trees seemed to move with him as a feeling of being followed filled his senses.
        But he pushed that away and continued to search for what he wanted to find. He came across his goal as Firenze lay still inside a hollowed tree. He reached out with trembling hands, a finger touching her nose to drift against the cheekbone, his eyes widening with relief. The warmth of her skin was a good sign, he told himself weakly.
        He lifted her gingerly, the small frame air light and thin. The heartbeat of hers thudded against his chest as he tried to talk but had to swallow numerously.
        "Firenze.." He managed past a thick tongue. His arms tightened around her as his head fell down. His lips pressed against a cheek, the rasping of her breath filling his ears. "Please.."
        "Da...Daniel?" Her voice came out weakly, questioning. Her eyes opened up, bleary eyed.
        "What´s wrong?" He asked worriedly.
        "My.. planet.. she´s dying." Tears fell down as she attempted to push herself up.
        "You´re so weak," he protested, holding her tighter to him.
        "I´m dying, Daniel.." Her wobbly smile made his heart break. "I am my world."
        "I don´t understand.." He tried to think but a buzzing sound filled the air around them. "What.. what´s going on?" He stood up, looking around as trees were bent back violently by an unseen force.
        A strange energy vibrated through him as Firenze gasped. "So much power," She managed to her feet, pushing Daniel behind her as the area was cleared of all tall foliage.
        The lithe form fell from the Heavens with a light drop. The dark purple locks danced in the wind, trailing for several meters. The woman stood clad in a fuku, a black cape fluttering with her hair as blacken pupil-less eyes stared out with a freezing stare. "How interesting," her voice was soft, young, with a rigid edge to the lilt. "You are not from here."
        "You dare traverse into my domain? How were you able to go under my watch?" She asked softly, silky.
        "Who are you?" Firenze asked, her arm pushing Daniel all the more behind her.
        "I am the one, the greatest, the powerful Sailor Chaos," she smiled darkly. "All that I seek, I will have."
        "I feel sorry for you," Firenze looked up with tears gathered. "There are some things not meant to have."
        Sailor Chaos´ eyes flashed. "You are not worth my time. Weak and pitiful, not at all valuable." She snapped her fingers as her shadow, thinned against the earth, shuddered and crawled out from its place on the ground. It formed into a blacken partially formed body, the black muck dripping from its limbs and dribbling down its spine. "Kill them."
        And she was gone in a flash.
        "Firenze.." He grasped a shoulder.
        "Run," she told him, without glancing back. "Now."
        "I won´t leave you," He found himself telling her firmly. It surprised him, how easily he believed in his words.
        "You will leave," her gaze flashed toward him as a hand swung up. The chain of beads was visible for a moment before one fell into her mouth. She swallowed and her body glowed in crimson red.
        She fell into a fetal position as the glow hardened into a cocoon. Green vines ripped outward as the red cocoon dulled to brown and turned to dust. As she straightened, the metal bands wove around her limbs and body to cling tightly against her.
        "I will not allow you to harm my Daniel," she told the monster with a finality.
        It responded by sending out a thick spiral of fire.