Tashita's Story

So you want to know my story, huh? Even thought I am not sure of my story, I will tell you what I do know. I will start from the beginning. I wasn't born. That's right, I was created. Confused? I was. I couldn't believe it; actually, I didn't want to believe it. You see, this bad guy - well, bad girl - otherwise known as Sailor Sith Ayameru, or Areil, created me from somebody's genes. This Sith had... well I'm not really sure how to say this. Stolen? Taken? Borrowed? Whatever you call it, Areil had snatched genes from this blond girl. This blond girl's name is Priire; you may know her as Sailor Asteroid. Anyway, Areil had taken her genes and played around with them. See, that's why I don't have Priire's blond hair or green eyes. She didn't want another blond-headed green-eyed girl to look at, so that's why I have brown hair and brown eyes.

This is the part I always get confused with. Well, maybe not confused; you see, all I have to remember this by are dreams and visions. My memory was erased, and so all my memories I remember are from when I was a girl living on Earth, but I will get to that later. Now, where as I? Oh, yes. I'm not really sure how I became a little girl, I either grew up from an infant or I was created in the form of a girl. Get it? Well, I'm not really sure I was an infant. I'm not sure if I really want to know. Anyway, in dreams and visions I see that I called Areil 'Mom.' I can see that - she did create me.

Anyway, to get back to my story. There was this guy named Kalil. I suppose I trusted him. He was the most trusted follower of Areil. Well, he didn't like what she was doing, so one night he took me away. Took me to Earth - no I really don't know how we got there, but I know that I wanted to go back, back to Areil. I didn't want to be separated from her. This is when my memory got erased. Kalil erased my memory. I don't blame him; he understood that a young girl shouldn't know evil, and that was the only way for me to live a normal life. So my memories were erased. Kalil saved me; he hid me from Areil. He died saving me. Well, after Kalil got killed and Areil left Earth, I woke up. I remember waking up under a bush; I didn't know anything except my name. I walked off trying to remember something, anything, but I couldn't.

I wandered around the streets, looking for food and friends. Then I realized I could steal. Steal anything I wanted or needed. Sure, I got caught, but the cops would immediately let me go. Being a cute little girl in rags had its advantages. Little old ladies would give me money, and people would give me food. Some person even gave me some new clothes. But as I grew up, I had to steal more items that I needed. That was because I wasn't cute anymore and so no one paid attention to me.

I would say this was the hardest part of my life. I tried to make friends, but everybody was looking out for him or herself. There was one time that I really thought that I had made a friend. She was nice and showed me a good way to steal without getting caught. One night we found a place to sleep. I went to sleep, not really thinking about what was going to happen. When I woke up the next morning, she was gone and so were my possessions. My loaf of bread, my chips, my apples, my cup, my magazines, and my backpack that contained everything, were gone. I knew she took them; she was with me when I stole the food. I was glad that night that I had put my money on my skin - something told me to do so. I usually left my money in my backpack, but something told me to put all my money that I possessed, on my skin. I was glad I listened.

Later that day, I saw her. She had on my backpack, and for the first time that I remember, I was furious. I went up to her and slapped her hard. I mouthed some pretty nasty words to her and demanded my stuff back. It wasn't that easy; we ended up in a big fight. Ha, but I do remember how badly I beat her up, man she was bloody. Sure, I was bloody too, but not as bad as her. She handed me my pack, just in time to because the police came running. I quickly ran off; I remember looking back and seeing that they had caught her. Serves her right, doing that to me. The police never caught me - I ran fast and dodged between people on the sidewalk. Once I lost them, I went to the river and cleaned up myself; I looked in my pack. Everything was there, except she ate some of the bread - but that was expected - and I was glad to everything back. Was I cruel? Yeah, but like I said, she deserved it.

More years passed. I got better at stealing - man, you wouldn't believe how good I got. Did I regret it? Yeah, some of it, but everybody got what they deserve. Leaving me on the street with nothing but a name. Yes, I was mad at everybody for that. I hated Fate for it, no family, no memories.

Then I was close to my teen years. My life was getting harder. People would look at me and say, "Why don't you go home?" or "Aren't you parents worried about you?" or my favorite - "Get a job." Yeah right. I guess this was the time where I started not caring. Yeah, did you believe I became cold? I did. I would spit at people when they told me to get a job or to go home. I stopped caring for anybody. I stopped trying to make friends. I had turned my back on the world.

One morning as I walked over a bridge, I stopped and looked out over the water. The sun was just coming up. It looked so peaceful and so warm. I looked down below at the refreshing water. The thought entered my mind as the wind played with my brown hair. The wind seemed to be teasing me, telling me to go through with it, and that everything would turn out all right. I couldn't believe what I was about to do. I ran from where I was, afraid that if I didn't, I would go through with it. I sat on some steps and cried. This was the very first time in a long time that I shed tears.

I heard a voice. I looked up, and through blurred vision, I saw a boy. My age. He asked what was wrong. Me! Somebody was asking me what was wrong. What did I answer? Nothing is wrong. Remember, I didn't trust mankind. Yeah, but he made it hard. He just wouldn't go away. He followed me everywhere - I just couldn't get rid of him. Finally something snapped. I turned around and asked what was it that he wanted. A friend. He wanted to be my friend! This long-haired boy wanted to be my friend. He did look lonely, and cute, and sweet, and honest. Hehe, you might think I fell for this boy. Which is what I did. Again, something told me to trust him, to give him a chance. I don't know if I could trust him, but I gave him a chance. Hey, that something guided me right the first time, why not see if it told the truth this time.

That something turned out right. I grew to trust this boy. His name? Kalil. I showed him how to braid his tangled mass of hair, since we both refused to get it cut. He showed me how to fight. We grew close, like we were meant to be together. We even found this secret place by a lake. It was this cave-like area behind some tall grass and foliage. How did we find it? I really don't know - it is one of those mysteries of life. We agreed that this was our secret. No one else knew about it. We knew that this was the place to go to whenever we needed to lay low. We ended up using it a lot.

More years passed; we never left each other's side. We were always there for each other until one day. One day, we were walking in the park, minding our own business. Well, not totally - we just took some fruit from a stand. Hey, we were hungry, and we didn't have any money, and besides, the owner had his back turned toward us. We thought he didn't see, but we were wrong. Anyway, police started running toward us; our instincts had us running. We kept hearing them yelling us to stop. Did we? Nope, we just kept running. We had come to a bridge. We hid underneath it. Kalil told me that we had to split up because if we didn't, they would catch us for sure. I didn't want to leave him. He made up his mind; he kissed me and ran off. The police following him. Me? I cried. I ran in the opposite direction because a swarm of cops saw me and began to chase me. I finally lost them. I had to get in the sewers in order to lose them. Once I was in the sewers, I cried. Cried my heart out. I don't know how long I was down there. I didn't care. I had lost Kalil. I slowly made my way out and walked to the place where we last saw each other. I laid there and cried myself to sleep.

A couple of weeks passed, and I had found out that I could draw to get money. Well, I didn't know how well I could draw before. I found a drawing pad with some pencils in the park one day. So I decided to take them and see what I could do. I drew. I couldn't believe how good the drawing came out. A person had walked past me and glanced down at my drawing. He asked me if he could buy it. Buy my drawing? Yep, I was surprised. Of course I let him buy it. So that's what made me start drawing. It helped get my mind off Kalil. I also made quite a sum of money selling my drawings. That money let me buy more drawing pads, pencils, food, and whatever I needed. Yep. That's right, buy. I no longer stole.

A couple of months passed. I still drew, but not as often. I had everything I needed. New clothes, food, and my drawing supplies. I decided to go to the park. It was a beautiful day, and I didn't want to waste it. I sat under a tree and started drawing. I started drawing this girl in a sailor uniform. I had started drawing a lot of these girls. Something in my mind just started drawing them. I don't know; I think I saw a picture of one on a girl's lunch box or something. I just couldn't stop drawing them. Well, this girl that I was drawing looked like me. Then something felt wrong. Yep, there is that something again. I learned I could trust it - I couldn't explain it, but I knew to trust it. I looked up and saw two girls giggling and eating some ice cream. I thought that was fine, but that something told me to watch out. I turned back to my drawing. I got focused on my drawing because something seemed right with it.

Then a soaking wet ball landed on my drawing. I was mad - no, I was furious. Just as furious as I had been with that girl, that girl that had stolen my stuff so many years ago. I was furious because she ruined my drawing that I had worked so hard on. I got up and confronted this blond girl. To make matters worse, this creature had suddenly appeared. Just poof, appeared out of thin air. I just wanted to have a calm day. But no, I couldn't. As I was fighting this creature, I had noticed the two girls had left. It figures. I was glad now that Kalil showed me how to fight, because I was tearing this creature up.

Then all of a sudden this thing has the nerve to wack me with its tail, right into a tree. The last thing I saw were two girls in the sailor costumes that I had been drawing. Weird. When I woke up I saw them again. They said something about me being a sailor. Me? Yeah, right. Come on. They were joking, right? Nope. I said, "Eclipse Star-Force Power," and I turned into a sailor. I stared in awe as I looked at my outfit, the exact same one I was drawing. One of the girls muttered something about Star Wars. Everything was happening so fast. I found out that I was a Star Wars Sailor Senshi. Man, I thought my life was already screwed up. I was transported back to the galaxy know as Snickers Galaxy, where I meet the other senshi and knights. I found out that there are not very many knights. Anyway, I stayed at the Temple and just hung out. Sound exciting? Yeah, I was bored.

Some time later, I was faced with a dilemma. The Dark Side. The Sith wanted me to turn to the Dark Side. I knew they were bad, but they did have a point. So I turned dark. I had met up with Areil again - but of course I didn't know I had met her before. I had turned into one of her followers. One day she and I went to a mall. We had fun destroying things and frightening people. There was a sailor there, Sailor Asteroid. Of course I knew her - she was one of them who discovered I was a senshi. She had a terrified look on her face. I didn't think much of it. I mean, why would I? I didn't care about them.

Time went on. Sometime I heard Areil tell someone that I was Sailor Asteroid's gene daughter. This had me confused. So I ran away from them. Priire found me in a park. We both knew that we were family. Kind of a mixed-up family, if you ask me. Anyway, Areil came back, wanting me back. We fought, and we won. We, meaning Priire and I. I then found out that I was older than her. Ha, older than my mom. That created some interesting interactions between us.

During this time, I was wondering who exactly to fight for. Actually, I am always in a constant struggle in who to fight for. Sometimes I feel like I should be fighting against the good, other times with the good. So I agreed with myself - if the motive sounds good, then I will fight for it. If I think the Sith are the ones with the right motive, then be it. I will fight with the Sith. I guess in a way I am a freelancer, not committed to one or the other. If someone has a problem with it, then they don't have to know me.

Several more years passed. I needed a friend. Sure there are a lot of senshi hanging around, but I needed someone else. A pet. Yeah, I would like one, but I wanted more. A pet that was a friend - yeah, that's what I wanted. That's what I got too. A dragon. I always liked dragons. Her name? Myra. She and I have become great friends. Well, we went beyond friendship - we have a bond between us. I like the feeling. The hoth (yeah, I'm even speaking like them) thing is that we can speak to each other. Not verbally, like you would think, but mentally. This way, we can 'talk' to each other without anybody eavesdropping.

Ippin, my aunt, wanted to know who her family was. She found them. Everybody was surprised at what she found out. I still can't believe this. Areil is Ippin's and Priire's sister. Now, how does that relate to me? Well, she would be my aunt. If you have confused looks on your faces, I would understand. Areil is my mom and aunt. Confusing. If you look at it this way, Areil is my blood aunt and my creator. Maybe that explains things, maybe not. So I have two ties with this woman - just great. So, if you look further, I have two moms and two aunts. What other relatives do I have? Are you ready to be confused more? Well, Priire had found this child named Kleppa. Kleppa is Areil's daughter, real daughter. Priire had adopted Kleppa. So, Kleppa is Priire's adopted daughter. So let me clear things up for you. Kleppa is my blood cousin, but adopted sister. Messed-up family? Yeah, and I am in the middle of it, or it seems like I am in the middle of it. Let me get this straight, Kleppa and I do not get along. Kleppa hates me - I don't know why, she just does. I've tried to get along; she just doesn't want to.

But as more years past, I worried and missed Kalil. The separation was tearing me apart. I couldn't go another day without him. So, I got Ippin, my aunt, to send me to Earth. Once there, I looked all over, but I couldn't find him. I almost gave up hope. I was starting to think he was dead. But, of course, I wouldn't accept that he was dead. Then I remembered our secret place. You know that cave-like area? Yep. How could I forget? I really don't know how I could forget something like that. Well, I found him there. Did we kiss? You bet, we kissed and we fell asleep in each other's arms. Mushy? Yep. But being away from each other kind of makes any person that way. What's that saying? "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." Yeah, that sounds like it. Everything was going right. Wait a minute, everything was perfect!

Well, that changed. Areil. Let me hear those groans. Yeah, she always manages to mess things up. Actually she's a lot worse than that - I'll just leave it to your vocabulary to describe her. Well, she made us go unconscious. Yep, that's right, dream and vision time. This is when we found out that Kalil was her follower and exactly what happened to us. So after that, I knew exactly what happened to me. I didn't like it, I still don't like it, but that's who I am. We then found out that Kalil is my knight, Shadow Knight. I knew we belonged together, and this confirmed it.

Time passed. Kalil, Myra, and I were just hanging out and having fun. There were times that Kalil and I had to transform and fight, but that's what we do. We had a good life - we still are having a good life. Kalil had found out that he has a twin brother. Twin, as in identical. Some fun stuff going around the Temple with that. They have fun switching places and confusing the senshi. Kalil's twin is Gareth. He is clumsy. I can't see how anyone can be so clumsy. Anyway, they had went out and found their family. They found their mom and dad and older sister. I am happy for them.

Everybody is happy. There is some chaos that goes on, we transform and fight, and return to our lives. Life is better now that I have Myra and Kalil. We get through life together. I don't know how I managed without them, but I'm glad I have them with me now.

Does that sound like the end of my story? It might, but it's not. There is still some more. Later I found out that Kalil and I have a daughter. Yeah, a daughter. A brown-pigtailed daughter. She's cute. Her name is Nitika. She is Sailor Chibi Eclipse. Senshi of Fantasy. She came from the future. Were we - we meaning Kalil and I - surprised? Of course we were, but not as surprised as you might think. You see, I know I would have kids. I want kids. One thing surprised me, it seemed like Kalil and I only had one kid. I can't get over that. Why? Because I want more than that. I know I want to have a son for Kalil. Maybe we do have more, before Nitika is born. Maybe Nitika doesn't remember or know of any siblings. Hmm, that gets me thinking. What if we do have more children - why wouldn't Nitika tell us? Or would she know in the first place? I guess I am worrying over nothing. I will experience everything in the future.

And another thing I think about. Nitika came from the future - doesn't that boggle anybody else's mind? That always makes me think. Seeing my future kid, the kid that I will have but I don't know it yet. Well, now I know, but wouldn't that change the future? I mean, if you see that your kid is a rotten brat, wouldn't you change your mind and not have a kid? Maybe I'm making too much of it. I probably should be glad that I get to see her, and not speak any more of it. But I can't get it out of my mind. I guess I will always think about it now and again.

So that's all of my story, for now anyway. I'm not done with my life yet, so there will be more of my story when I live it. Heck, I might continue on in another life after I die. Who knows? Well, somebody probably does, I don't know if I want to know. But I will find out when the time comes.