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Seventeen-year-old Jedi Princess Tenshi Chikara Chirudo stood in front of the full-length mirror in her room. Reflected in the glass was her well-furnished bedroom, decorated in hues of blue, yellow, and green. Tenshi pulled her ankle-length brown hair up into a pair of round odango, tying them off with strings of tiny blue silk roses. She wore her favorite dress, which was pale yellow, layered over a green and a blue skirt, with blue roses along the off-the-shoulder neckline. Pale yellow gloves that reached her mid-upper-arm adorned her delicate hands; they were also adorned with blue roses. Around her neck, on a long silver chain, was the star-shaped locket her fiancée had given her as an engagement gift. Tenshi sighed, and tension showed in her face. When she relaxed, a pair of white wings had sprouted on her back.
The crown Princess of Yavin VI was ready to address her homeworld's populace, to announce her engagement to the Prince of Corellia, Souru.
Tenshi really didn't like these big public affairs, and she hated having to wear a dress for it. But since she'd been allowed to pick her dress out by herself, she was content to sit and look pretty, at least for a little while. To someone in the audience around her, she was a goddess in disguise, with the blue rebellion symbol on her forehead and Corusca Crystal tiara between her odango.
Tenshi's father, King Makoro, and her mother Queen Ruruna introduced their daughter, and without too much trouble Tenshi stood and stepped over to the podium. Just as she stepped up, though, her danger sense went wild. She barely ducked an azure-blue stun blast aimed at her head. Tenshi reached into the folds of her dress and withdrew her lightsaber. She ignited the sulfur-yellow blade and quickly picked off another bolt.
"Mother! Father! Get out of here, I can handle this!" Tenshi yelled at her parents, but they didn't have a chance to heed her warning. Two ruby-red kill bolts hit Tenshi's parents in their backs, and they died immediately. This sent Tenshi into a rampage, if a light-side one.
Tenshi figured she could do without the huge dress. She ripped the skirts in half, to where they barely reached her knees. Suddenly, Tenshi found a familiar face in the crowd.
"Souru!" She ran over to him and hugged the blonde, long-haired nineteen-year-old single-armed, avoiding the blazing ruby lightsaber in his hand. He broke the embrace.
"Tenshi, there's a more important situation right now!"
"I know, Souru." They stood back-to-back, flowing blonde hair mixing with golden-brown. They took turns picking off blaster bolts. Then a woman with black hair and blacker eyes approached them.
"Hello, Jaina," the woman said, emphasizing the name.
Tenshi raised an eyebrow. "Who?"
The pale woman mockingly stroked a finger across Tenshi's birthmark on her forehead. Tenshi pulled back. Souru stepped between the two. "Look, who are you and why are you shooting at my Tenshi?"
"Oh, for the simple fact that she will kill me in the future, and I have to stop that at all costs. Now get out of my way, blondie."
"I think not." Souru slashed down at her shoulder, but she sidestepped, and before he could recover she landed a laser blast on his back, frying his lungs and slowly killing him. Tenshi dropped to her knees and turned him over onto his back. Her brown-blue eyes welled up with tears, and she buried her face in his tunic. Souru said, "Tenshi, I'll always love you." He weakly caressed her reddened, tear-soaked cheek and, hooking his fingers under her chin, pulled her gently down for one last kiss. Then his strength ebbed away, and he became one with the Force, his body disappearing into golden sparkles. Tenshi scooped up some of these sparkles and put them inside her locket. She then stood.
Without a word, she slashed down at the black-haired woman, bisecting her from left shoulder to right hip. Tenshi snuffed out her lightsaber and collapsed to the ground in tears. Soon she collected herself enough to pick up Souru's lightsaber and run to her room.
Tenshi stood in front of her full-length mirror. She let down her hair, and with Souru's lightsaber, chopped it all off. She couldn't live without him, and she took her aggression out on herself. She dressed in a white silk nightgown, and without a single cry, ran herself through the stomach with Souru's ruby-red lightsaber. She immediately collapsed to the ground and died, her body disappearing into blue glitter.
Fifteen-year-old Chirudo Chikara stood on top of a tall building, looking down at the city-island around her. This is so weird... wasn't someone here before? she thought, looking up. She shrugged and jumped off.
Halfway through the fall, she started flying.
Chikara landed thirty minutes later at Goku's house. She pushed her short, golden-brown locks behind her ears, and, straightening her Capsule Corp jacket, burst through the door. "I'm he-re!"
The house was empty. Chikara did a face-fault.
Closing her eyes, Chikara searched her Ki for one of her friends' energy signatures. The first one she detected was also the closest.
Trunks, she thought wistfully. She had had a huge crush on the purple-haired Saiyan since she'd moved to Japan when she was about seven and a half, so far back she could hardly remember the move.
Chikara's parents had died when she was very young, and she had lived with foster parents until she met Goku and his gang. She got a job at Capsule Corp at age ten, her astonishing mechanical expertise making even Bulma jealous. Her first big accomplishment was a capsule that was only two centimeters long, and turned into an entire house.
Chikara backed out of the house and looked around. She saw a blue-green flash off in the distance, and flew at top-speed toward it. Soon enough, she found Trunks. Silently, she poked him in the side, and as he turned around, disappeared and reappeared behind him.
"Hey!" Trunks turned around to see Chikara laughing her head off. "Jeez Chikara... aren't you a bit old for that?" Trunks was nearly three years older than her but still had that boyish charm that made most girls faint.
"Oh, leave me alone Trunks. I'm not the one that mooned whoever it was."
Trunks visibly winced. "Don't even bring that up!"
"Fine."
"Look, Chikara-chan, I think we need to get more serious about fighting. The Cell Games are coming up, and I really don't want one of us to die. I don't know what I'd do if you died." Trunks hugged her, which surprised the brunette at first. Chikara then hugged him back, tightly.
"I don't want anyone to die either. I have a really bad feeling about Cell... that he won't be defeated as easily as we expect him to."
"Well... the Games are in two days, so go home, get some rest. Remember to get to Dende's lookout tomorrow. Okay?"
"All right. Ja ne, Trunks!"
"Bye, Chikara."
Two Days Later....
Goku had just transported the exploding Imperfect Cell to King Kai's planet and perished in doing so. Chikara stood with Trunks, in the group of Z-fighters. Gohan, bloodied and bruised, sat on a rock. Suddenly, a huge cloud of dust blew at the group and nearly bowled Chikara off her feet. Trunks' hair blew all over the place, making a halo around his head. A hand raised through the dust, and Chikara suddenly got a sense of imminent danger. A yellow-green stream of energy flew toward the group.
Chikara threw herself in front of the blast, blocking it from its intended target, Trunks.
"CHIKARA! No!" Trunks screamed as the blast ripped a hole through her body. She fell lifeless into his arms. He hugged her broken body to his own, blood drenching his clothes and staining his hands.
Cell laughed and disappeared. Gohan stared wide-eyed at the body of the only sister he had ever had, even though they weren't related at all. Chikara's body suddenly began to glow, a faint, wavering green, blue, and yellow. Her short, brown hair fluttered around, and as quickly as it had begun, the lights dissipated and her hair fell back into place.
Trunks lifted Chikara's body, holding her by the shoulders and knees. Solemnly, he flew to a valley nearby.
Three hours later, he returned, having buried Chikara's lifeless body and set up a grave. Trunks sat down on a rock, blaming himself for what happened.
Gohan patted the older boy on the back. "She saved your life, Trunks, by giving her own. We have to commend her for her bravery. Even though she wasn't all that strong, her heart was pure and good, and we must always remember that she was herself, to the very end. Chikara was the only sister I'd ever come close to having. I'll never forget her. But now we have to fight Cell. Fight Cell, and avenge her death."
Trunks nodded, as the other Z-fighters considered Gohan's words and were a bit surprised by the boy's deep logic.
"I agree with the boy."
Everyone stared at Vegeta. Gohan blinked, and a little grin appeared on his lips.
"Let's go!"
"Where am I?"
Chikara was in a place filled with stars, galaxies, nebulae, and planets. She was dressed in a simple white gown, hardly held on her body by two cinched straps on her shoulders. On her back was a pair of pure white wings, and her golden-brown hair was nearly to her ankles. It appeared she was alone.
"You are in the middle of your long journey back to life."
Chikara spun around to face a woman with long black hair, pale skin, and sparkling green eyes. She wore about the same as Chikara, her back adorned with a pair of emerald wings. "Who are you?"
"I have no name. If you wish to call me something, call me Angela."
"Angela, why haven't I proceeded to my next life?"
"There is a complication. You see, your body is still on Earth, but when you died, your soul traveled to the planet Coruscant, that green one over there." Angela pointed to the star. "I have been sent to ask a question of you."
"A question of me?"
"You are to be reborn in both places, with equal strength in the Force. My question to you is which of you will inherit your Senshi powers: your Coruscant self, who will be born first, or your Earth equivalent?"
"Uhm... my Coruscant self."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Send my power to my older rebirth."
"All right. Both of your selves will be linked mentally - you can speak to one another through the Force. Be careful, and have a safe journey into life." Angela then disappeared, and Chikara was suddenly transported to a dark place. Her body felt tiny, but warm. She felt a bond to another, a boy, and also felt mental turmoil.
She was being born.
As she was brought out into the world, the lights blinded her, and she screamed in fear. Her mind was less complex than she was used to. Then she felt a warm touch in her mind, and her screaming ceased. She opened her brandy-colored eyes and focused on a woman and a man she knew but had never met. She passed the warm feeling to the boy she was bonded to, her twin brother.
The woman, with a matted mess of brown hair and pain-filled brown eyes, looked at her and smiled a little. "Jaina. Where's Jacen?"
The doctors said something that Chikara (now renamed Jaina) didn't understand and soon laid her and the boy, Jacen, in the brown-haired woman's arms. She assumed this was her mother. The man, with a mop of wavy brown hair and hazel eyes, smiled at the babies and the woman. Jaina knew this was her father.
Little Jaina had a very traumatic childhood, being carted all over the galaxy to keep from being kidnapped, or worse. At age two and a half, her brother Anakin was born, and the three were entrusted to their mother's childhood friend, Winter.
Jaina fought crime as Sailor Yavin VI from the time she was ten years old, but something happened that wiped her entire memory when she was fifteen. She forgot all about her family, her past, and almost forgot her name. The one thing she did not forget was a special bond with a girl on a planet millions of light-years away.
One year later, in a cantina on Yavin IV, Jaina met the man of her dreams, named Souru.
Sort of.
Jaina sat at the bar nursing a Corellian Brandy when a man, who was obviously drunk, decided to pick a fight with her. The man, who turned out to be Sith, nearly killed Jaina, but Souru, who worked at the cantina, chased off the Sith and healed Jaina. All of her memories returned.
The young man was a Jedi Knight, the same as Jaina.
Years upon years later, Jaina went by Tenshi. Angel. She had recovered her wings and mothered seven children, two sets of twins included. Her oldest daughter Sutaru was sent to the future to protect against the evils of the galaxy long before her own birth. She informed Sailor Yavin, keeper of time in their realm, that her past self must be sent along with Sutaru for guidance. Sailor Yavin said she'd do her best, and Tenshi thanked her.
A few days later, a twenty-year-old Chikarano Tenshi was sent almost one hundred years into the past to guide her future daughter in her training as a Sailor Jedi.
Sutaru introduced her to everyone, including her own future aunt, Mara, and cousin, Benjamin. For some reason, Tenshi thought she recognized Ben as someone she knew. She shook it off and met more of Sutaru's new friends. She even met Sutaru's future husband, Raven, and daughter, Nijihoshi. Tenshi smiled at the rainbow-haired child as Niji gave her a big nebula blossom.
Tenshi even got to meet her own grandfather, Anakin Skywalker. She shivered as her mother's stories finally took some meaning. This boy was going to change the galaxy, if more for worse than better. She shook off the feeling and introduced herself to the Jedi Council.
Later Sutaru led her to a room, a floor above the thirteen-year-old's. It was fairly small, but comfortable. Tenshi noticed the bed pushed into the far corner, the medium-sized bathroom, and the large walk-in closet opposite the bathroom. The room was bare, save the bed, but that would change soon. Sutaru lent Tenshi some of her sheets and a three-sizes-too-big sleepshirt that Shikuku had given her. Tenshi bid the girl goodnight and snuggled into bed to sleep, facing the big window facing the Coruscant skyline.
A tear rolled down her cheek as she realized that this planet would face terrible wars in the time after her birth.
The next morning, she found Souru in the exact same building as she, in the room next to her own. The long-haired blonde man nearly jumped out of his boots when he'd heard Tenshi's voice behind him. They greeted each other as lovers would, and a week later shared the room Sutaru had given Tenshi.
Many adventures were to follow, but that's another story, isn't it?
