Lunar Andromeda

BY : purenightshade
Category: 1 through F > Andromeda
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Disclaimer: I do not own Andromeda, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Lunar Andromeda

Fandom: Andromeda/Sailor Moon

Disclaimer: All Andromeda characters are copyrighted to Tribune Entertainment. The Sailor Moon concept belongs to Naoko Takeuchi.

Rating: NC-17

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Author’s Notes: There are some severe spoilers for the entire series, especially concerning the character of Trance Gemini. You’ve been warned. Also, I don’t plan on using Doyle, as she’s a character I know nothing about. I’m pretending she doesn’t exist.

Summary: After a brutal attack by the Magog on a planet belonging to the restored Commonwealth, Dylan Hunt decides to get rid of the Magog threat once and for all. Trance has a plan.

Episode 13: Portal

“What could possibly make this weirder?”

Before she could react, he grabbed her face in his hands and kissed her.

Stunned, she just sat there; eyes wide open as his lips pressed gently on hers. Slowly, he brought his hands down to her shoulders and pulled her closer, deepening his kiss. It was insistent and yet still gentle, a lover’s kiss.

She stiffened, trying to figure out how to break free without hurting him. Panicked, her mind raced as her body started to respond to his touch. Her hands moved up to his shoulders, sliding up his neck to his face. Once there, she forced her hands to push him away.

“I was wondering how long it would take you to do that.”

“Well what did you expect?” Jen retorted. “You surprised me.”

“I’d hoped that you wouldn’t have fought it.”

“There are only so many ways to do that without causing damage.”

“Oh, right, that life debt,” he muttered. “Look, Jen, we need to talk about that.”

“There isn’t anything left to say,” she said standing up. “I explained everything at the feast earlier.”

Rhade stood up. “I can’t deal with this, with you being forced by your culture to be indebted to me. I’m not mocking your culture or your people, but it’s ridiculous! I release you.”

“It’s not that simple, Rhade. Believe me, if it was, I’d be gone by now.”

“Why not? Your life is mine. I give it back to you.”

“That’s not how it works. Not even you can change that.”

“Who would know if I release you? No one else knows except Jason.”

“I would know,” Jen said quietly. “As much as I dislike this situation, I still have my sense of honor. If I listened to you and left, it would be a stain that could never be washed away.”

“This really is serious to you.”

Jen rolled her eyes and threw her arms up in the air. “Now he gets it!” she exclaimed, turning around and taking a couple steps away. “Yes, Rhade, this is serious.”

Rhade walked up and put his hands on her shoulders. “You’re shaking.”

“It’s cold. I’m always cold now, ever since you pulled me out of this damned lake.”

“Let’s get you back to your room and wrap you in some nice warm blankets. Dylan says that we’re leaving tomorrow morning for Nomaie.”

Jen nodded glumly. “I’m still not sure if it’s a good thing or not.”

“Won’t you get worse if you don’t?”

“It’s a toss up. If I go home, I will have to deal with my parents and condescending elder sister. If I don’t, I’ll likely go insane. While we don’t have the same stigma against the insane that most other people have, I do still prefer to be in possession of all my faculties.”

“Alright, because I can finally ask this without being hit, what is so bad about your family?”

“It’s very, very complicated, but I’ll try and explain. Just don’t ask me to elaborate on things. You’ll understand when we get there. You see, my mother expects me to take her place at the head of our family when she passes on. I don’t want the position. It should, technically, go to Hihana, my elder sister, but mother prefers me to her.”

“Which has caused some bitterness on her part, I assume.”

“Oh did it ever,” Jen groaned, facing him. “She’s hated me for most of my life. When my powers asserted themselves, it grew deeper until it became apparent that I had absolutely no interest in men whatsoever, she figured that mother would have to choose her instead, especially after the birth of her daughter Tamashiiko, but no. Mother still wanted me instead. Hihana keeps hoping that I’ll do something to make myself ineligible, the worse the better.”

Rhade shook his head. “I think I understand, but how could it be more complicated?”

“Like I said, everything will be clear on Nomaie.”


“Everything,” she repeated in agreement.

“So, does this mean that we’ll finally be told your real name? I have to admit that I’m more curious about it than before.”

“And yet I’ve notice that you haven’t made any moves to ask me what it is.”

“You had reasons not to tell us before, so I doubt that you’d thank me for asking now. I’m willing to be patient on that one. I’ll respect your privacy.”

The relief was clear on Jen’s face and in her posture. “Not all men would be so thoughtful.”

“I’m not like all men.”

“I can see that,” she said, amused, fingering the first bone blade on his left arm. She yawned. “I think that damned vegetable has worn off enough to let me sleep.”

He nodded. “Let’s get you to bed, then. We still have a week or so to go before we get there.”

“Goody,” Jen grunted.

The next day, after a lengthy farewell, everyone was back on board the Andromeda and heading for Nomaie. Trance had a very secretive smile on her face during the entire farewell. She’d kept exchanging looks with two women, women who had hugged her quite fiercely before she boarded the Maru. When asked about it, she simply smiled and refused to answer. This went on for days before she finally told them that one of the two women was the Caliien sun avatar and the other woman was the senshi of the smaller moon, Kalbera and that she had awoken them in order to protect the planet after they left.

That afternoon, Rhade found Jen and Jason sitting under a tree in the arboretum talking quietly under their breath in Nomaien. He watched them for a time from the doorway. Jen’s voice, though quiet, was still very insistent about whatever she was talking about. Finally, Jason shook his head, throwing his arms up in defeat. He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek, got up, and headed for the door. Jen looked away from him. Rhade felt a surge of intense jealousy.

How dare he? Who does he think he is?

As soon as Jason was within reach, Rhade grabbed the smaller man and pulled him into the hallway, slamming him into the wall. “What the hell do you think you were doing?” he snarled.

“What are you talking about, Rhade?” Jason wheezed.

“Jen! Once and for all, you’re going to tell me what your relationship is with her. Are you involved? Is that why she- What? Why are you laughing?”

“Involved? With the hell cat herself? Not for all the money in the universe, even if the thought itself weren’t incredibly disgusting.”

“You’d better explain that and be very careful about your words,” Rhade warned.

Jason stared at him. “You honestly don’t have a clue, even with those keen Nietzschean senses of yours? Rhade, she’s my sister.”

Rhade let him go. “Your sister?”

He nodded. “Younger by half an hour, if you were wondering. We’re twins. That’s why we have that connection, why she doesn’t treat me like dirt the way she does with other men. Growing up, she was the only one who stood up for me. We’ve always been very close.”

“You have no idea what a relief it is to hear this,” he sighed. “I apologize if I hurt you.”

Jason rubbed his neck. “Nothing that won’t fade quickly. Don’t worry about it. I’m not personally familiar with feelings of jealousy, but I’ve seen it often enough to understand.”

“Jealousy? Am I that obvious?”

“Yes,” he replied bluntly. “Look, Rhade, if you ever get through to her, I’d be more than happy to let you have her.”

“I wasn’t aware that you had any say in the matter.”

“Culturally speaking, I don’t. She is, however, my younger sister and she tends to listen to my advice. She doesn’t always follow it, but she gives it careful thought.”

“What were the two of you talking about in there?”

“You, oddly enough.”


“Concerning the life debt. She’s trying to find either a loophole to get out of it or a way to use it. We couldn’t come up with anything. She asked me to keep trying. I’d contact some friends of mine on Nomaie, but we’re still too far away.”

“If she can find a way out, I’m more than happy to let her go. I have to say I don’t like this in the slightest.”

“I don’t expect you to understand.”

“She tried to explain.”

“You aren’t Nomaien, so you weren’t raised with the core beliefs he has. The things we take for granted are things that outsiders won’t understand.”

“Try me.”

Jason shook his head. “No. Sorry. I consider you to be a friend, but you’d be better off hearing it from Jen. Don’t force her to explain it, though. If it comes up, ask.”

“Why are you asking this of me?”

“Because I get the feeling that you wouldn’t like her quite as much if you knew certain things about her and our people.”

“You know I’m curious now.”

“If you can wait until we get to Nomaie-“

“Everything will be clear, yes, I know. That’s what Jen told me yesterday.”

“She’s right, you know. Her childhood nickname is a well-deserved one.”


“In your language, it means Fox.”


“You don’t know the half of it.”

It’s been six days since then, Rhade thought to himself, watching Jen chatting amiably with Harper over lunch. Six of the most frustrating days I’ve ever had. I have so many questions to ask her, but I’m afraid to ask. The warning they gave me was so vague. All I can do is sit back and watch. She tries to avoid me, but is always nearby just in case. She spends most of the time talking to Jason or Harper when she isn’t training with me and Tenshi.

Rubbing the back of his head, he recalled their last few training sessions. Despite what happened the first time, Tenshi keeps giving us these meditation exercises. I do wonder what her goal is with those. Oh, Jen doesn’t pass out on us anymore, but the headache she got after the last one makes me wonder. Tenshi tells me that I’m improving, but I feel like I’m standing still. She also tells me that Jen’s doing better despite the headaches. She’s hardly said two words together since we left Callien. On the other hand, Jason is always more than willing to talk to me and give me pointers after training sessions.

He paused at that, recalling the intensity with which the smaller man watched him during the sessions. Even with his back turned he could feel Jason’s black eyes following his every move. It reminded him of the way Jen had watched the dancing girls on Callien. Strange. I wonder if there’s any reason for that. If so, is that one of the things they keep saying will be explained?

No matter, he sighed. I’ll learn when I learn. I just have to be patient. Damn it! It’s so hard to be patient. I’m so sick of waiting. I wish Jen were a true Nietzschean genetic reincarnation of Valkyrie Museveni. It would simplify things immensely. A Nietzschean woman would be easier to talk to, to understand. One wouldn’t torment me like this. Then again, would I have met her if she were Nietzschean? Museveni is a Drago-Kazov name. Chances are, she wouldn’t be the same person. Wishing for things that can’t be is a waste of time. Why am I even entertaining these thoughts? She is who she is.

He poked his lunch with a fork, having lost his appetite. I can’t take this much longer. Thankfully, Jason says we’re close to Nomaie. I don’t know what he’s talking about. According to Andromeda’s charts, there is no planet called Nomaie in this area of space. For that matter, it’s not in her database anywhere.

He gave up on eating and was about to leave when Okami sat down in the chair opposite him.

“Going somewhere?”

“I’m not hungry.”

“I’ve been watching you the last few days. How much have you eaten anyways?”


Okami rolled her eyes. “Sure. You haven’t eaten enough to keep a small bird alive. I know you Nietzscheans have all sorts of survival things written into your DNA, but I doubt that starving yourself is one of them.”

“What do you want, Okami?”

“Just to talk,” she said, crossing her legs. “You know that we’re within range of Nomaie now, right?”

“That’s what Jason said last night when he was giving me some pointers on senshi fighting.”

She nodded. “Good. I’m glad he’s helping you out there. Anyways, the closer we get to Nomaie, the edgier Jen’s going to be.”

Rhade snorted. “Thanks, but I’ve noticed. You should see the bruise she gave me in training this morning.”

Okami leaned forward and grinned. “I’d love to.”


She shook her head. “Sorry. Back on track. Have you even tried to spend time with her?”

“We haven’t been alone since we left Callien. She’s always nearby, but there’s always at least one other person in the room with us.”

“Hmm. Alright. Find an excuse to get her alone to talk.”

“How? She hasn’t said more than two words together to me at one time since then.”

Okami waggled her finger at him. “Life debt, remember? If you ask her to do something, she has to. Personally, I think this entire thing is nonsense, but try telling her that.”

“I have.”

“Right. So, get her alone this evening.”


“You want her to like you?”

“Of course, but-“

“But nothing. I’ve talked this over extensively with Jason. We’re both getting tired of all this. Jason is starting to loose sleep over this, as Jen’s dreams are intruding on his sleep. Being twins is all well and good, but the psychic connection between them is a bad thing as often as it is a good thing.”

“What dreams?”

“He wouldn’t say, only that he’s known about her dreams since he came on board, but had no idea that they were powerful enough to spill over into his.”

“I wonder. Those two talk about everything and keep no secrets from each other. Would she have told him what happened to her in the Drago-Kazov camp? I don’t really buy this whole amnesia thing anymore. It’s been far too long since it happened for that to be a problem.”

“How would she react if I asked her about it?”

“Likely not well, but she’d have to answer you. Oh, she’ll make you pay for it later, but she’ll answer.”

“That’s not very encouraging.”

“Just do it, Rhade. I’ll have something for you before then. Tell her to meet you in your quarters later this evening. I’ll pop by just after dinner.”

Rhade looked doubtful. “I don’t think this is going to go over well.”

“Just trust me.”

As Rhade later learned, trusting a Laisheen wasn’t a particularly good idea.

Okami showed up on time with a small wrapped package and handed it to him with a wink and no explanation. He sat down on his bed, turning the rectangular object over and over in his hands while he waited for Jen to show up.

She’s late, he mused, looking up at the door. What could be keeping her?

The time came and went for her to show up. He stood. This is strange. According to her own culture, she should have shown up. It goes against the rules for her to not show up. I wonder if there’s anything wrong? I suppose it can’t hurt to go and check on her.

Package in hand, he got up and went two doors down to her quarters and knocked politely on the door, getting a surprise when Okami, Tenshi, and Yumeko answered it.

“Oh, hi Rhade,” Yumeko said sheepishly. “We’ve, uh, hit a snag.”

“A snag?”

“We can’t get Jen to come out of the bathroom,” Okami told him. “Maybe you’ll have better luck.”

“We should be going now,” Tenshi told her two friends. They nodded and left, heading into Yumeko’s room.

Rhade stood in the doorway for some time before walking in and closing the door behind him. “Jen? Are you in here?”

“I’m not coming out,” came the muffled reply from the bathroom. “Whatever you have to say to me you can say through the door.”

Rhade walked over to the door. “Jen, please come out. I’d much prefer to talk to you face to face.”

There was a lengthy pause. “You have to promise not to laugh.”

“I’d never laugh at you, Jen.”

The door opened and Jen peeked around the corner. “Promise!”

“I promise. Now will you come out of there?”

She sighed and stepped out. “The girls thought this would be amusing.” Her hair was braided and wrapped around her head. She was wearing a pair of light grey skin tight leggings leaving none of her figure to the imagination, a long sleeved, tight mesh top with a blood red tank top overtop of it to provide some modesty.

“I fail to see why I would laugh at you,” Rhade commented. “You look good.”

“I hate having my hair pinned up like this,” she gripped. “It hurts.”

“Does it?”

She rolled her eyes. “You see, that’s the problem with men. They like to look at the results of this, but never take in to account just what goes in to producing these styles. I have so many pins jammed into my scalp that I feel like a pincushion.”

Rhade thought about that. “You’re right. I never considered that before. If I’d known what they were planning on doing to you, I…Well, I’m not really sure if I would have stopped them. You do look good like that.”

Jen sniffed. “This is the kind of hair style I spent most of my life avoiding. Those simpering fops in the high court wear it. I prefer to disassociate myself from them as much as possible.”

“So take it down,” Rhade suggested. “I don’t want to cause you pain even though I’m glad to have seen it.”

“I can’t. It’s impossible to put up or take down on your own, hence why it’s only worn by nobles with servants to do their hair.”

Rhade nodded. “Sit down on the bed. I’ll take the pins out for you.”

Jen stared at him. “You’re serious?”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”

Jen nodded. “Ok, but only if you just take the pins out. No undoing the braid.”

“I promise.”

She sat down on the edge of the bed after clearing a spot for Rhade to sit. He sat down behind her, settling his legs on either side of her body. He was more than comfortable sitting like that, but by the way Jen squirmed she wasn’t overly. Well, she’ll just have to cope for now, he thought to himself. I can’t do this any other way.

Rhade started to pry the long thin pins out of her hair, setting them down beside him. This is one of the most tedious things I’ve ever had to do, but it’s worth it to have a good excuse to be this close to her. She smells so good, sweet and spicy at the same time, and her hair feels like silk. I just wish she wasn’t so stiff and shaky.

“Would you relax, Jen?” he asked, pulling the last pin out, loosening the thick braid. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I’m cold,” she informed him bluntly. “All of this looks good to you, but I’m freezing.”

Rhade wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. “Is that better?”

“It’s warmer, but less comfortable,” she said quietly.

An awkward silence followed, interrupted by Rhade’s comm beeping. “Yes?” he answered testily.

“Dylan wants everyone up on the command deck,” Beka answered.

Rhade sighed. “We’ll be right up.”

Jen and Rhade met the others up on the command deck. Jason was pointing out an area of space, saying, “If the senshi pool their powers together, we can open a portal from here that will take us into our planetary system.”

“How?” Beka asked him skeptically.

“All five of us have a connection to that region of space, being that all of our home worlds are in the same system,” Jason said, indicating himself and the four Guardians. With an added boost from Vedra and Terazed, opening it will be no trouble at all and will, in fact, help get us there faster. We might even be able to drop the Andromeda right in orbit around Nomaie.”

“Won’t that raise some alarms?” Rommie asked.

“We don’t do the space travel thing,” Okami tod her. “We have the capability, but we just don’t use it. Jason’s shuttle is one of the few of its kind. Mostly we use a series of interplanetary portals when we need to travel.”

“Convenient,” Rhade said.

“I suppose it depends on your point of view,” Jen told him. “Some days it would be nice to not have travel so readily available. Other days the portals aren’t fast enough.”

“So how does this work?” Trance asked him.

“First, we all transform, then we focus our powers on Tenshi. I’ll be guiding Rhade while Yumeko will guide Trance. It may take a while to explain this, so instead of telling you exactly what will happen, just follow our leads. Time is of the essence here. Beka, as soon as that portal opens, fly through it as fast as you can.”

The senshi transformed and formed a circle, holding hands. They closed their eyes and focused their energy on StarSinger. As they did so, their auras glowed around them.

“Water Elemental Power-“ StarSinger began.

“Earth Elemental Power-“

“Air Elemental Power-“

“Fire Elemental Power-“

“Nomaie Planet Power-“

“Vedra Solar Power-“

“Terazed Planet Power-“

“Pegasus Portal!” the group of senshi called out as one. A portal appeared in front of the Andromeda. Remembering Jason’s urging, Beka gunned it, heading for the portal before it closed.

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