Shattered Dreams (Endymion, The Shitennou, Helios, Senshi)

The walk through the temple was probably one of the longest walks the solider of time had ever done. The distance was not far but the thoughts that weighed on her mind because of recent events made things difficult and time seemed to stop. Immeditley she regretted her decision to deliver this news to Endymion but he needed to hear it and it would be better coming from one of them rather than a civilian...not to mention what he might do to said civilian after he watched what was on this tape. No, he deserved this horrible new to come from a friend than a stranger, deserved to have someone to turn his anger on if need be, deserved to have someone to blame, someone to comfort him and tell him things would be OK.

Pluto's pace was slow, something the two volunteers behind her probably resented as they carried a monitor and other equipment for her to show the Prince their findings. She weaved her way down the halls of the ancient structure until finally...she came to the doors that led to where she had heard the Prince was holding up. She stood there for a moment, taking in a deep breath and slowly letting it out as her gloved hand reached up to knock on the door. After two hard knocks she dropped her hand back to her side and waited, she dare not walk into this place without permission and the time it took someone to open the door would be more time for her to go over just how she was to break this to her dear friend.

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Jadeite had been standing near the door, not having the stomach to see his prince in such a state. He had followed him when he left the courtyard after their awakening, not wanting to leave Endymion alone in such a time but now that he was here he wished one of the others had come with him. Jadeite was not cut out for work like this, that seemed to be more Nephrite thing...hell, even Kunzite would be better than he, all he could do was stand there awkwardly and try to offer words of comfort. Personally, Jadeite believed they should be out there trying to find ways to bring down this Prince Diamond, a idea that was not shared with the rest of the guardians.

After he had done what he could the young man had given Endymion his space and stood by the door, crossing his arms and leaning against it until he was needed. The knock on the door made him jump a little even though he would never admit that and he turned, grabbing the ornate door handle and pulling the door open slightly to see who was brave enough to disturb the Prince at such a time.

When he got a look at Sailor Pluto on the other side the Heavenly King sighed and opened the door the rest of the way to allow the Guardian of Time entry. He does not wish to see anyone. He told her once Pluto and the two people with her were inside.

The Senshi gave him a stern look and pointed to the two men behind her that were carrying some sort of monitor and other devices. I have information for him, about Serena.

Jadeite looked at her and sighed, he knew that despite Endymions abundantly clear message earlier that he was not to be disturbed he would want to see this.

Wait here. He told her before disappearing into another ajoining room. Opening the door and slipping inside the bedroom chamber Jadeite cleared his throat. Sailor Pluto is here to see you Endymion... He waited a moment to let his prince get out his anger at being disturbed first before continuing. She says she has information about Serena.

Kunzite had gone off to check on something quickly after the talk with Endymion earlier. What that was well he couldn't remember exactly but it had been how he was hoping it had. Now he was stopping by Endymion's rooms to check on him. He had a feeling he would be a bit better in this situation than Jadeite as the blond had seemed a bit uncomfortable earlier. When he came upon the room finally he was surprised to see Pluto entering. He wasn't completely sure it was to smart of an idea for Pluto to be there quit yet. He was pretty sure if he hadn't of spoken up when he had earlier Endymion would have gone off on Zoicite but than again it was something they would never know. He walked in the door nodding to Pluto before looking up and watching for Jadeite to come back into the room. He had heard her say she had news about Serena he could only hope it was good news. Kunzite however was going to keep his full attention on his prince after what had happened with the senshi he was sure seeing any of them at this moment could very well set him off.

He was not a child, he was not a kicked puppy – so, why in
the name of Gaia was he acting like one?! Rather petulantly, the reddish-blonde
silently blew his bangs out of his eyes, the cat-like green-grey gaze following
the taller Heavenly King he had taken to shadowing, just as he had always
seemed to do, both during the time of the Golden Kingdom, and of the Dark
Kingdom. (The fact that he may or may not have still been holding a rather painfully
large torch for the elder Heavenly King, even after two millennia, was not
something he was going to think about, just then.) The youngest of the Four hid
his wince at the remembrance of that time, when he had willingly (as willingly
as someone brainwashed could) turned his powers against his Prince – his King.
He didn’t like thinking about how easily he had given in; how much he had
wanted to help Beryl and Metallia; how little he had cared if others got hurt
in the process of gaining his own power, and showing those who had mocked him
his entire life that he was strong – far stronger than they would ever
be.


He had figured out far too late, that he had bitten off more
than he could chew. Of course, as always, that wasn’t the point at hand. At the
moment, he was acting like a sniveling puppy – one that had been kicked, but
was still crawling back to its Master, tail between its legs – following Kunzite
like a shadow, and just waiting for the retribution he knew would come, for
when he had spoken out of turn to their King at the ‘meeting’ beforehand. The
French boy couldn’t help thinking, as he followed the older Heavenly King
inside King Endymion’s chambers (also after Sailor Pluto, and past Jadeite, but
he wasn’t paying that much attention just then) that a slap would probably be
the least of his worries, since he knew that any news about the Queen, most of
which was probably nothing good – oh look, he was sort of paying attention, he
noted, sneering mentally at himself – would probably cause the King to lash
out.


And, well, as much as he hated to admit it… he was both
already due a punishment, and he was the weakest target, of those that would be
in the room. Cunning he may have been, and able to possibly win by fighting at
his dirtiest, but Zoisite wouldn’t fight back, should the King choose him to
visit his wrath upon. Not only would that just have dug his hole that much
deeper, his actions could (and would, he had no doubt) be punished as treason. He
had no desire to die again, thank you, and if that meant taking the likely
punishment (his stupid brain just had to go and supply ‘beating,’ something that
put him too much in mind of his childhood), then so be it. It wasn’t like he
hadn’t suffered worse than a handful of bruises, broken bones, and such before,
after all…


Just so long as he could keep it together – no need to start
crying or being a brat – and not freak out, then it would be fine. He’d
taken enough beatings curled into a little ball as a child; it was time to deal
with being punished without reverting back to that child. Unconsciously, as his
thoughts wandered to dark places, he began to worry his bottom lip between his
teeth, a nervous habit he tended to resort to when he was uncomfortable, or
when he just knew he was in for it.


He had seen and participated in war, after all; no reason to
let something like this affect him.

“Sailor Pluto is here to see you, Endymion.”
Endymion started at the words that broke the near-silence of the room; his hand instinctively reached out and grabbed the frame of the ornate window for support, the surprise making him dizzy and sending pale colors spiraling around his sight as his mind reawakened, thought starting up hesitantly from a period of unthinking. He turned from the window, looking away from the peaceful grass and cool blue lake to find Jadeite standing by a door. While part of his mind wondered where he was and how he got there, his short term memory fighting to recall such mundane information in the face of all that had happened, other centers of his brain burst back into full motion at the mention of Sailor Pluto. Pluto – where had he sent her?! Into Star City? Was she supposed to be staking out the enemy’s headquarters, or had she found Claire or Robert or Sammy? Was there anything else he had sent them out to do? Find doctors or –

“She says she has information about Serena.”

He reeled, stumbling away from the window towards the center of the room. “Send her in,” he immediately ordered, his heart and soul desperate for news of Her. Had they seen her?! Was she well?! Could they – could they have found a way to rescue her? Was she… here? Cautious, budding hope swelled in his chest, and his eyes frantically, hungrily searched the door for Pluto, staring at the wood so intently that he could imagine himself seeing through it, beyond the stone walls of the temple; was she here? Could she be below, being looked over by Mercury? Doted on by Mars and Venus and Jupiter as she smiled and waved them away, safe and happy, with the nightmare behind her… was she safe? Was she here?

He stepped forward impulsively as the door opened to admit the Senshi, his heart on his sleeve as his eyes begged her for good news.

As Jadeite walked away to another room Pluto stood there and rolled her shoulders back, mentally preparing herself for another attack on her character and work ethic from the Prince. She knew he was hurting but he did not see that the others were hurting as well? They had all lost someone precious to them, not just him. They had lost their light, their reason, had failed to protect their princess just as much as he but the girls were not wallowing in self pity like Endymion, they had been out there and doing things, things that Serena would have wanted them to do. Things that Serena would have been disappointed in if they hadn't and to her that was enough.

Pluto's face was stoic, a trait she had picked up over her millennina of standing guard at the time gate but, the longer Jadeite took the more she was starting to worry. Finally, when the Heavenly King returned and told her to follow him Pluto picked up her rod and began to walk, the two men that had come with her following silently.

As she entered the room where the Prince was Pluto saw the blind hope on his face and it made her heart break. She wished she had something more than what she had to offer him, wish she could reunite him with his love but...all she could do was show him a picture. Coming to a stop just inside the room Pluto gave Endymion a small bow we have news, Endymion. Serena is alive and well....

“Is she here?” he blurted, his ears deaf to the hesitant tone of her voice, the specific phrasing she employed, and the stiffness of her bow. He saw her only as the bearer of the best news; as his eyes focused on hers, waiting patiently for her soft smile or a nod to confirm his deepest wishes, his mind’s eye imagined Serena, her laugh, her smile, her wide eyes at how much Elysion had changed since they last saw it. She’d laugh and he’d hold her and never let her go again. They could finish the marriage ceremony here; Helios could perform the rites. And, together, they would set the world to right. He just had to wait for Pluto to say it, he had to be patient and kind, in an attempt to make up for how he acted earlier. If not for that, he’d push past her and find Serena himself, but Pluto had earned the right of the reveal; she had somehow done it, she had saved Serena and brought her back to them.

So he waited.

Jadeite followed behind the Senshi, wanting to be there for this. Not only that but he felt like he needed to be, just in case Endymion had another outburst on the Princesses guardians. As Pluto entered the room The King of the East did the same and made his way off to the side, wondering just what kind of news Sailor Pluto could be bringing. He had heard nothing about the Princess being back and he was sure word would have made it through the camps like wild fire. So, if that was not the case then what good news could she possibly be delivering?

'Is she here?' His words were so hopeful and Pluto really wished she could tell him yes, wish she could give him that great news but...all she had to offer was a picture. No she began slowly she is not. Taking a moment to let that sink in Pluto turned her head slightly to the men behind her and gave them a small nod and quickly each man jumped to setting up the monitor and video. Mercury and I were able to intercept a video transmission, it is mainly Black Moon propaganda.

Pluto paused and held up her staff, expanding the dimension she had generated earlier to allow for electricity to flow through to make the electronic equipment work. As soon as the two men were done with their task Pluto excused them and they quickly walked back out of the room to return to Sailor Mercury and the rest of their team. Once they were gone Pluto felt right to speak freely, she did not want the people of Star City to see any mishaps or outburst.

Glancing at Endymion she turned to the monitor and turned it on, picking up a small remote and carrying it to the prince so he could see this at his own pace. Prince Diamond has orchestrated a corrinaton, has named himself King of New Nemesis. Once the remote was passed Pluto fell silent and stood to the side of Endymion, figuring he would know what to do.

“No, she is not.”

Endymion deflated, all of his hope fading from him visibly. His stance changed noticeably and his eyes left hers immediately, shifting instead onto a tapestry woven millennia ago. As his heart shrunk painfully, he pursed his lips in a tight line and berated himself for his hope for the clearly impossible. How could he have been so stupid? Serena wasn’t here, and he was a fool for even dreaming up the notion. It couldn’t have been that easy, he should’ve known that.

“Mercury and I were able to intercept a video transmission,” Pluto continued, and his attention slid back to her in an unimpressed manner, barely taking notice of the technological equipment that stood out drastically from the décor of the room. “It is mainly Black Moon propaganda,” she continued.

He didn’t want anyone in there anymore. He had made a fool of himself – he had put so much stock in Pluto’s news being good news, he had let himself hope too much. He felt worse than he had before, and much more drained. As she raised her staff and activated her power, he almost told her to get out. He knew news of the enemy’s tactics was important, but right now? Right now he just wanted to be alone. But before he could summon up the energy to dismiss her, the two citizens had left and Pluto was handing him a remote control. He took it, his gaze turning without any emotion from the dark-eyed senshi to the television screen as she gave him a brief introduction to the recording. He pressed play and as the static flung snow around the screen, he prepared himself to see the face of the man he hated.

But instead when finally the picture came on screen, he only saw the frightened countenance of the woman he loved.

She looked sick, she looked exhausted and tired, she looked weak, she looked so afraid – and it was entirely his fault. The picture shifted suddenly away from her and he immediately rewound the image and froze it, his eyes taking her in. All of her. From her too-pale skin to her frightened, almost panicked expression; while she was alive she was far from well, and though it hurt him to see her this way, he couldn’t stop staring at her, his eyes focusing on every sign that she was unwell. Her blue eyes that roamed the audience – he had paused it at the split second where she was looking towards the camera, and even at that distance he could tell that her eyes were dilated in fear. While makeup lightly coated her features, he could see the pale blue bags under her eyes, the slight furrow of her brows, the tightness in her lips. Her hair was done in a good imitation of her style, but he could tell it hadn’t been styled by her own hands. She was alone, she was trapped, and oh, god, it was his fault and he couldn’t help her. He couldn’t save her yet – she’d been there for three days, what had they done to her? Had she given up hope? Had he truly failed her? Following her figure, he finally caught on to her long white dress, and a flare of panic swelled within him. White? Diamond couldn’t – he wouldn’t – but still Endymion knew that he could and he would. Quickly his finger tapped the ‘play’ button and the recording continued, zooming in on Diamond, then out again to show the room at large. Serena was sitting down on an elaborate throne, looking so small in the dark stone chair. She kept her head down, not looking at the camera again. He saw her fingers clenching the armrests and had to resist the urge to rush forward and save her. The feed wasn’t live; she might not be there anymore, and if she were, he didn’t want her to see him like this, he’d be defeated in an instant and that wouldn’t help her in the slightest – the Shitennou were right, he was too exhausted to fight in this state. He was useless to her now!

As he watched her, taking in every image, memorizing every line of her, letting his feeling of failure seep in completely with every passing second, his ears scanned Diamond’s rhetoric for the words that would damn him – ‘my bride’. Instead, Diamond pandered to the audience, twisting words and occurrences to fit his fancy, attempting to convince the world that what they did had been just and was in the world’s best interest. “And in the spirit of this new Unification of our cultures, I have decided to elect as my Queen, Serenity.”

Elect as his Queen?! The video zoomed in on Serena to show her shock and fear, and Endymion couldn’t help the whimper of helplessness that escaped him. Serena. He could do nothing, nothing at all! Whatever else this showed had already transpired – he was too late! They were all too late! What would he do?! As his Queen, what would he make Serena do?! He remembered her crying in the dark, holding him tightly and choking out the words as she told him what had happened after Diamond had taken her, all those years ago. If he dared, if he dared--!

But he could do NOTHING!

He gripped the controller tightly and flung it away from him, releasing an unsatisfying amount of anxiety as the object flew with high velocity and smashed against the far wall; he needed to be out there! He needed to do something! Without hesitation a rose appeared in his hand, ready to be used, and there he froze. Serena was trapped, surrounded, suffering, and there was no way he could help her this time. The rose would be of no use to him in this.

Without the remote to pause or rewind the feed, as his rose fell to the ground his dull eyes only caught the end of the presentation, where Diamond placed a crown on Serena’s head, and a bright flash turned the screen to static.

After nearly a minute of the soft hissing that accompanied the interference on screen, Endymion quietly asked of Pluto, “Is that everything?”

As Endymion pressed the play button on the remote Pluto looked down at the floor. She had seen this already and she knew what was coming and it somehow felt wrong to be in here with him while he experienced this pain. If she knew it was wise to leave Pluto would have let the Prince grieve in peace, away from prying and pity filled eyes but....he would have questions and they would be questions that only she could answer so she remained.

The first pause made her look up and Pluto saw the frightened blue eyes of Serena looking back at them, as if she knew they were watching and was pleading for help. The image made Plutos heart sink, their princess was so close and yet so far away. Locked inside a tower they could never hope to breach. Slowly, she glanced at Endymion and her heart broke all over again. Maybe she should consider turning back time....

When sound started playing again and the voice of Prince Diamond filled the chamber Pluto looked to the screen once more and waited, gripping her Garnet Rod tightly as the crowning was being done. But, before they could get to what Pluto really needed Endymion to see he threw the remote against a wall and was on the rage again.

Is that everything?

She wished it was.

No, there is more. Pluto pointed to the screen just as the snow was beginning to clear and the image of Serenity was fully on the screen.

He returned his gaze to the screen and his brows furrowed as he saw the change in her and her confusion; that she was confused could only mean that she had not transformed of her own will – what other ways would Diamond manipulate her?! She stood taller, her dress no longer scraping the floor, her figure was a touch fuller, her skin paler, her hair silvery white, and on her forehead was the Golden Crescent of her heritage. She was looking to Diamond, her hands coming down from her forehead, gaze accusatory and perplexed. He watched the screen closely, for the first time listening intently to what the pretender to the throne had to say.

“Do you see?” the snake cooed, “My Queen is as I said she was – the Protector of Earth, Sailor Moon; her insignia proves that beyond a shadow of a doubt. That our Dark Crystal has caused this transformation in her only validates what I have told you. We are good. We are just. We are the future, and your futures are safe in our hands.”

“Bastard,” Endymion swore under his breath, glaring at the screen hatefully as his mind worked through what Diamond had revealed. The Black Moon Crystal had somehow reformed; it must be what gives them power. But he called it something else – the Dark Crystal; are they different? Has Wiseman, too, been reborn? Why did the Dark Crystal have this effect on Serena? Why had she transformed into her future self, into Neo Queen Serenity? … Where was the silver crystal?! He turned to ask the question of Pluto, speaking quietly so he could hear any other speech Diamond chose to make.

On screen Diamond leaned close to Serena, and the anger welled again within Endymion’s chest. But as Serena curtly stood and walked pointedly away from him, Endymion felt a small piece of happiness; she was still herself. She was scared and lost and alone but she wasn’t giving up. She still had hope, so he could have hope, too.

“Where is the Silver Crystal? Does Serena have it?”

When Pluto walked into the room he debating for a moment on weather it was a good idea to fallow or not. After a few moments of debate he got ready to fallow but as soon as he was ready to head into the other room the two men who had fallowed Pluto walked back out. He nodded to them holding the door open and than he was headed into the other room with only a quick look in Zoicite's direction. He was wondering how long the youngest was going to be shadowing him really. It didn't take much for him to realize Zoicite had been fallowing him really it happened often enough. Weather the other fallowed him into the other room was his decision. Really at this moment Kunzite was more worried about Endymion than anyone else. Quickly making his way into the other room his cape billowing out behind him. It really did feel so much better to have an actual physical body again but he didn't wast another second dwelling on that. When he walked into the other room finally he walked over and stood behind Endymion to get a better look at the screen of the TV. When he saw what it was he crossed his arms watching quietly.

At this point he was only going to speak if he was asked an opinion. he studied Pluto from the corner of his eye. A part of him wasn't completely sure this was a good idea quit yet but another part of him Knew Endy was going to need to see this so he didn't say anything about it. It was somewhat good news anyway since she seemed to be OK. When the screen cut to snow and static he listened to Endymion and Pluto talk. His attention turned back to the screen immediately after it began to clear. When the man began to speak again he snorted. Just? Good? no they were cowards and that man as only playing King he had no idea what king truly meant and really when the camera had pulled back showing the room as a whole he was able to pick up the look of fear on some of the faces of the citizen themselves. No that was not what being king meant. "he's "Ruling" through fear." Kunzite noted simply with as much sarcasm behind ruling as he could manage.

"the only loyalty he's going to find is from his own clan." he added after a moments thought. Oh he was sure the citizens would quickly rat any of them out if they were to appear in the city but he was sure it was more out of fear than any loyalty for the fake. Any of them would have to be careful not to be seen if they were to go to the city. His attention turned to Endymion waiting to see what the other man had to say about this whole thing but also to offer his silent support to his king. When Endymion mentioned the silver crystal he turned his attention to Pluto. He was curious about that as well just hadn't voiced it.

While not exactly a follower by nature, the coppery blonde
would have followed either Endymion or Kunzite to Hell and back if necessary.
That said, the comparison was… rather apt, at the moment, as he followed the
elder Heavenly King into Endymion’s champers, as both males followed after Sailor
Pluto. As he was usually wont to do, the youngest male in the room remained
within the shadows; oh, he made sure he had a good vantage point, but he always
felt more comfortable where he could see, but where he couldn’t easily be seen.
Zoisite knew it was deceptive and underhanded, but old habits – both from the
time of the Golden Kingdom, and his time as Zacharie Rousseau (that identity
now served as his “street alias”) – died hard.

He also knew it probably didn’t do him any favors to be
acting like the innate assassin he tended to be, but… if he were going to dig
his own grave, which he knew he was probably doing at this point, he might as
well do it on his own terms, and know that he was doing it, rather than
be forced into such a situation. Shoving the unneeded thoughts from his kind,
the grey-green-eyed Shitennou focused half of his attention on the screen, and
half upon his King. He could tell that Endymion had been extremely – blindly
– hopeful that Pluto had brought good news with her, and perhaps even the Queen
herself, but now the confusion, frustration, rage, and helplessness returned,
and he could tell it wasn’t doing the King’s already-fracturing mental state
any favors. As for the feed, which he could tell right off wasn’t live, the
youngest of the Four Heavenly Kings had to fight back a sneer.

Diamond really thought he could rule the people? And by using
fear and Serenity's identity as Sailor Moon in conjunction to cement his power,
at that? What a fool. Control them, yes - but rule them? Never. At least, not
that way. However, as Kunzite had already basically surmised his thoughts
aloud, Zoisite bit down on his bottom lip, and kept silent for the moment; he
would speak if spoken to, his opinion were asked, or if he couldn’t restrain
himself any longer. (It was already a feat to keep from saying something, let
alone something snarky, so he really hoped that when his ability to keep his
mouth shut ended, he didn’t say something that was likely to have Endymion
going off on him.) Of course, his mind suddenly stipulated, where Serenity was,
there was also the Silver Crystal, and thus a vast source of power, virtually
untapped, and quite useful, if one were nefarious enough and knew how to
control one of the Moon Royal Line…

Unless she didn’t have it? However, as per usual lately, it
seemed that he was one step behind – and while normally that would have
unnerved him and had him acting like a petulant child, at the moment he knew
that he should be thankful he could follow any sort of thought-pattern similar
to that of his King at all. As such, he just bit down harder to keep himself
from speaking, and couldn’t help but wonder, as the metallic tang registered
(he seemed to have drawn blood in his efforts to keep silent), what else he
would likely end up doing to keep himself from saying something very stupid in
the near future. Oh yes, there were going to be many long meetings in the
future – especially when it didn’t seem he could offer anything by way of good
advice or intelligent comments…

As all the men looked to her for answers Pluto wished one of the other Senshi had come with her. Sailor Venus has it. She dared not tell Endymion why the Senshi of Love and Beauty had the locket, the Outers had conferred with the Inner Senshi about the coming darkness they sensed and all the girls had their henshin wands on them at the wedding, and Luna had managed to sneak Serena's locket from its hiding place and give it to Mina on the day of the ceremony...just in case. A lot of good that did in the long run.

However, even if Serenity... Pluto paused and corrected herself. Even if Serena did have it, the last time the crystal was in the presence of the Black Moon Crystal its power was drained. We can only assume the same would happen again. Even if Pluto had not been their physically the last time the Senshi faced this enemy she had watched it from the Time Gate, she knew what had happened.

Sailor Venus… he thought, on the one had relieved that the crystal was out of Diamond’s hands, on the other uneasy that Serena didn’t have it. At every turn it seemed that Serena was placed at a disadvantage. Without the crystal she couldn’t transform, without the crystal she usually felt uneasy. She must feel like they abandoned her… Pluto continued, speaking of the past in a logical fashion, and while it added to the positives of the silver crystal being with them as opposed to Serena, it did nothing to alleviate the negatives.

“Is there any other news? Anything from Star City?” he asked, changing the subject only marginally; if they found the defense of Diamond’s headquarters slacking tonight, they could slip in; all of the Clan members were at the party; they could find Serena and get her out of there.

Spoiler:

Kunzite himself would never admit it out loud but he was a bit relieved to hear the crystal was in fact with Venus. If the silver crystal fell into the wrong hands than they were in deep trouble. At the same time though couldn't it actually put Serena in more danger. In the long run there were far to many road blocks int heir way for it to be in their favor. Oh he knew they would win this and they would take back the city. The question was could they do it before any Irreversible damage was done. He wouldn't voice his thoughts out loud not in front of Endymion no he wasn't that stupid. If his doubts were mentioned to anyone it would probably be the other three shitennou and he doubted he would be mentioning it to them anytime soon.

When he heard the other man speak again he layed his hand on his princes shoulder. It was more for silent support than anything. He didn't say a word but he was sure Pluto would have mentioned if their had been any other news already. He looked at Pluto for a moment not a single emotion showing on his face. He had always been good with keeping his emotions hidden. At the moment his mind was running through every scenario he could figure out which at this moment wasn't a whole lot as they didn't have any information at the moment to work with. He was worrying more and more about not having the information they needed. It was going to be a long road this he was sure of. All of these thoughts going through his head and yet the look on his face remained the same not a single emotion passing across his face yet his attention never turned from Pluto waiting for what the senshi would say to Endymion.

When asked if there was any more information Sailor Pluto shook her head gently. None of the others have reported in yet. She trusted them all to do so the moment any word or event had come up that would favor them but so far....nothing. You must be patient Endymion, this is a delicate task and will take time, we must be sure of our move before we make it, too much is at risk. She was sure she didn't have to tell him any of this, he understood it better than anyone but he also needed to realize that as much as they all wanted this was not going to be something that could happen right away. Diamond had come prepared and had months...or years of planning ahead of them. They were at the disadvantage right now.

OCC:

Licking the blood from his lip, and using the burning sting
of he cut to keep himself from slipping off too much into thought, Zoisite
couldn’t help but mull over the situation. They had little information – next to
none, actually – their King was losing it, the Senshi were stretched to their
limit working over-time to get any sort of information, and they had no idea
where to go from here. Yes, they had the information from the news feed, but
that really didn’t help anything or anyone. That said… Something occurred to
the coppery-blonde, and finally, his ability to keep silent ran out. He just
hoped that this wouldn’t get him into more trouble, or worse, killed. “Perhaps
we could gain more information by the use of spies…” he mused aloud,
lilting French accent seeing to it that his speech was musical, but also
slightly deceptive. “From what intelligence we do have, some of the Inner
Court made contact with the members of the Black Moon Clan prior to the attack…
perhaps those few could be swayed to our side, and then provide us with inside
information?” And then… Oh, he knew there was going to be Hell to pay for
what he said next… but it needed to be said. Even if it would end him up in a
world of pain.“There is also the matter of Your Majesty’s sister to consider…
Should we use the correct bait, the Lady Rhea is sure to return to our side,
and she is likely to have information that perhaps ordinary soldiers would not,
as she is likely to have situated herself quite… close to Diamond and Sapphire.”
Here came his main point in putting his neck out on the chopping block… “She
is also likely to have first-hand information regarding the Queen.” Now the
youngest Heavenly King just prayed that he didn’t end up dead for all that he
had presumed to say.

((OOC: Short post is short... Sorry...))

Nothing? Endymion’s hands balled into fists at his sides. He couldn’t believe how naïve he’d been just half an hour ago; how could he have thought that they had rescued her already? They hadn’t even found anything. Nothing. After hours and hours of searching, they’ve got nothing. He’d just send them out.

“Perhaps we could gain more information by the use of spies…” Zoisite commented softly.

Right, Endymion thought bitterly, crossing his arms, because our own group of highly trained warriors are accomplishing so much, let’s bring more incompetence into the mix.

“From what intelligence we do have, some of the Inner Court made contact with the members of the Black Moon Clan prior to the attack…perhaps those few could be swayed to our side, and then provide us with inside information?”

His eyes fell into a glare – those black moon clan members had already served as spies, for the other side. He would never trust or accept them or their ‘help’, should they prove to offer it. He would see to it that any of those so-called ‘friends’ would meet a quick end should they even attempt to find their way into Elysion.

“There is also the matter of Your Majesty’s sister to consider… Should we use the correct bait, the Lady Rhea is sure to return to our side, and she is likely to have information that perhaps ordinary soldiers would not, as she is likely to have situated herself quite… close to Diamond and Sapphire. She is also likely to have first-hand information regarding the Queen.”

“No one from their side is to be trusted or accepted into Elysion.” Endymion stated with finality, not even willing to discuss the idea.

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"Then what do you expect us to do? The senshi can only get so close Diamond, Sapphire, or Serenity at this point we need a plan and someone who can get close to the people we need them close to. So if we say no one from their side as a spy or allowed anywhere near Elysion, than how about a civilian that can easily get where we need them?” Kunzite offered, sounding almost bored by the conversation at hand. His hand tightening into a fist, Endymion let his supposed top general finish. “They are bound to have their own spy out and working so it would probably be best if we had our own spy as well."
 

“Their spies should be of no concern to us,” he said through gritted teeth, almost unable to believe that he had to explain the mechanics of Elysion to them, “Only those with pure dreams can enter Elysion, and despite their previous inaction, I trust the senshi enough not to talk about our plans or get captured. Any “spy” they had would be ineffective at best. And the chances that any civilian we sent in would come out alive are microscopically small.” His eyes narrowing, he glared at Kunzite, “As you should well know. And if you’re bored, Kunzite, then make yourself scarce and try to come up with an intelligent suggestion.” He looked away, staring straight ahead at the blank television screen, clearly dismissing him. “Unless you wanted to talk civilians into a sure suicide mission at the hands of the Black Moon Clan’s more sadistic members.”

The idea of Dariens sister made something in her mind click, that woman could be very useful to them if they could manage to get her to betray Prince Diamond..but, something like that could not be entered into lightly and Pluto knew that trusting the girl after all of this would be insane but, desperate times..Perhaps she would discuss the idea with Endymion at a later time, one when he wasn't so heated and angry.  When Kunzite expressed his obvious boredom with the situation Pluto side glanced him and shook her head slightly.  This was not the time to do such things, now was the time to band together and offer their prince the support he needed. 

We will work on a alternative your Highness.  I will help Sailor Mercury in attempting to get more information.  If there is a way, we will find it.