Sailor Helga Prequel - Arnold and Helga's Past in the Future [COMPLETED]

Chapter 8

Out of the watchful eye of Diana and Luna, Small Lady sat alone on the ground in a secluded room in the castle's highest tower. There she traced the ground with her finger and pouted, ashamed by her earlier behaviour.

"It's not fair..." she muttered. "I wish I could act like a real lady, like my mom. I just want to make her proud. I just want to make a difference."

The ground in the centre of the room suddenly rippled and turned black. Small Lady stood up and regarded the space, first with interest, then with fear; Mrs. Sawyer rose from the space in the darkness. Her fiery red hair still had a mind of its own, and its strands all seemed to point in the direction of Chibi-Usa.

"Ginzuishou..." she said in a low voice. "I must have it....this time I will have it..."

"Who are you?!" said Small Lady, taking a step back.

"Give me the Crystal, child..." said Mrs. Sawyer. "I need the strength to transform this weak body...."

She reached for the hand that was still holding the Silver Crystal. This caused Small Lady to find her voice.

"No! I won't let you take it! Moon Crystal Po—"

Mrs. Sawyer (or at least the entity using her body), grabbed Small Lady by the shoulders; Small Lady retaliated by slapping her across the face. Undeterred, Mrs. Sawyer lunged again for the hand gripping the Crystal, this time wrapping both her own hands around Small Lady's fist.

"It shall be mine!" she declared. Suddenly, the Crystal shone through both Small Lady's and Mrs. Sawyer's fingers.

"What's happening?!" cried Small Lady.

The light became more and more intense, until the entire room was awash in light. When only white iridescence could be seen, the light finally dissipated. The Crystal dropped to the floor; both Small Lady and Mrs. Sawyer had vanished.

Bridgette and Phoebe were about 100 yards away from the palace when they spotted the mob move en masse to the castle.

"I'll clear a path through them," instructed Bridgette, still in the suit. "When you get inside, look for the guard Gerald. Tell him to take the Princess to a safe location and stay put until I find him!"

"Got it," said Phoebe. Bridgette used the full power of her suit to blast through the unsuspecting crowd, and Phoebe ran straight through them. She eventually reached the castle entrance; she only turned the first corner when a gun was pointed at her. She raised her hands in defense.

"Don't shoot!" said Phoebe.

"Who are you?" demanded Gerald. "How did you get in?"

"Are you Gerald? I was sent by Bridgette to find you. She told me you two were friends."

"Just friends? Hmm..." Gerald lowered his weapon and regarded Phoebe with new eyes. "Aren't you that famous doctor? I heard you were smart, but no one mentioned how beautiful you are..."

Phoebe was unimpressed. "Later, Romeo. Right now we need to locate the Princess."

Arnold and Helena were still in the garden. They both laid in the grass, looking up at the sky, their heads touching.

"...and that's what happened to my family," explained Helena.

"Do you miss them?" asked Arnold.

"Sometimes...I barely remember them. Bridgette has been my family. She's my sister, my mother, my father..."

"Sounds like you really love her."

"Yeah..." Helena said, a faraway quality in her voice.

Arnold sat up. "Do you hear that?"