Hello all, my name is Hannah, and I'm sneaking in from the G Gundam section. Shh! Don't tell! XP This is the prologue to a big story I am now taking on. It is the tale of Saturos and Menardi- from the time of their death to their very childhood. This story should be quite different then most, so be expecting something, well, different then normal. Actually, this is quite short- but then again, most prologues are. Please enjoy my first stab at GS! *is abducted by some aliens*

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We fell so slowly... But as our bodies finally smacked against the cold, stone floor, the world seemed to be ablur. My eyes fluttered open, which sent tears sprawling out of my squinting red eyes. We had lost, and I was in so much pain...

"Menardi!" A usually calm and collected voice screamed, greatly pained by something. My head rolled to the side to see Saturos, my companion, spread across the floor across from me. I couldn't even move my face into the shocked expression that I wanted to express. A reddish water was puddled near his legs, and his hair... oh, his hair looked sticky and strawlike, also covered in blotches of the blood. It had fallen over his eyes, because his intricately sown headband and been torn off his now pale, blue skin. I squeezed my eyes tightly and furrowed my brow.

"Saturos!" I screamed. With much effort, I rolled a couple of feet toward him. Using his scraped elbows, he drug himself along. He had an outstretched hand, and his eyes shone in the bright light of the giant golden sphere above us. Lightening crackled from the stormy black and red sky, yet our hope still dwindled.

But it was suddenly shot down.

In a raucous of rumbling and tearing stone, the earth split apart the lighthouse. I was suddenly thrown into a fit of rolling, and I began to sob as my body was abused. It caused the hard, horn-like bumps on my shoulders to tear off, causing a bluish fluid to spill from my flesh. It revealed muscle, which was pulsing. I couldn't handle it any longer.

In a huge thrust, I sent myself rolling in the opposite direction the wind was blowing. But before I could do a thing, the wind pushed me with such a force, I was suddenly falling off the edge- my hand raced up to the edge, fingers gripping the cold concrete. I looked down to see the longest fall I could dream of. There was a huge stretch of darkness, leading to the bottom floor- which was set ablaze. The light at the end of the tunnel- my doom. I exhaled deeply and lifted my pinky fingers. Then my ring fingers, one holding a golden treasure of my past wrapped about it. Then middle- I couldn't get past those two, because I slipped at that moment.

"No!" A voice screeched above me. I was then sent flying down. I whirled about until my face was pointing down and my torn dress flapping about wildly. My eyes were shut tight as the air screeched past my ears. I was going to die.

A sudden force squeezed around my back and my arms, coming together at my chest. I could not open my eyes to see who was holding me so tightly, but in a moment it became clear. A wet hand was brought to my forehead, and it felt along my skin. The tips of the fingers were calloused yet strong, dragging a sticky liquid across my pinkish skin. Under the loud noise of my skirt flapping in the wind- which was like a white flag, showing our surrender to life- I heard a voice whisper into my long ears.

"Menardi," His velvety voice seemed to calm the whipping winds sending us to our death. He forced his hand down to my cheek, caressing it, just so tenderly. "You're warm," A reddish tear fell upward to his hand from my eyes. I squinted my eyes just slightly to see how far we were from the first floor. We were about four floors from the bottom.

"We're about to die," I whispered hoarsly. "And that's all you can say?" I questioned solemnly.

"I guess that's all I can think about," He said with a deep sadness weighing down on him.

"I lo-" I started. I was fighting with myself. "I love you Saturos," I had broken out of my shell, finally, after years of darkness. At the very end of my life.

"I've been waiting for you to say that," Saturos breathed into my ear. "I-" He was struggling, too. "I love you too," At that moment, Saturos switched positions with me, so my face was burrowed in his armored chest, and he was facing the floor.

"What are you doing?" I asked him quickly, frightened of what was going on.

"Why," he whispered, "I'm breaking your fall."

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;-; That was so difficult for me to write. Usually it takes me 45 minutes to wite a three paged fic, and this was just a teeny bit over one page- and it's taken me so long... But this was sad… wow… angst/love- it's a great combo. Please tell me what you think. And if it seems OOC, good! They were, because I thought that they would act differently when they were dying. Go ahead and flame if you don't like Sat/Men, I really don't mind. As I first said, this is my first GS fic, so I'm not as used to the characters like I usually am. But please reply! I will update ASAP, okay?

--Sailor Hannah