A/N: Okay. Recap.

Zeus = douchebag

Setsuna = depressed

Haruka = scarred for life

Malcolm = pissed off at me cause I spelled his name wrong.

Malcolm: (pouting) You know, considering how messed up YOUR name is, you would have had a little pity, but NOOOOO….

Me: FOR THE LAST TIME, I'M FREAKIN' SORRY, OKAY!

P.S.: You people are gonna hate me after what I do to Ruka-kun. Gomennasai!

Haruka didn't know what time it was when she resurfaced. The sun had set, and the sky was a rich blue, the color of her eyes, sprinkled with tiny stars. She couldn't help staring. She had never seen so many stars before. The various constellations seemed to align before her, each image with its own tale.

Her heart jumped in her chest. She could control all of this. All of it. She bet she could even reach up and grab onto the leg of Ursa Major if she wanted to. The eighteen-year-old inhaled slowly and closed her eyes once again as she felt a tiny weight chip from her heart.

Michi had left her in the air bubble a few hours earlier, only because she had told her to. She had enjoyed her lover's comfort, but she needed be alone with her thoughts.

She sat down on the beach, legs crossed, shoes kicked off in a nearby dune, the tide floating to her waist and soaking through her dress shirt.

"Peaceful, isn't it?"

Haruka pushed her bangs out of her eyes to see Chiron walking (I guess you could say) towards her, a small smile on his face. She nodded and murmured: "Hai," even though her throat felt like it had sand shoved through it.

The trainer of heroes knelt in front of her and lifted up her chin. "How are you feeling?"

Haruka sniffed. "Dunno. Still crappy, I guess…" Here she wiped her nose with her sleeve, which was rather childlike, even for her, but at the moment, she couldn't care less.

Chiron was silent for a moment, then spoke up again.

"Haruka, I want to tell you a story."

She raised a single eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

He nodded, smirking at the young woman's comment, then began:

"Once, long ago in the times of old…"

Haruka rolled her eyes. Great, a bedtime story…

"…there was a young man, around your age. His father was very powerful, one of the rulers of earth, actually." He sighed. "But one day, his lust for power overtook him. It was partly his mother's fault, actually."

Haruka cocked her head. "So, what did he do?"

"Well, one day, his mother told him to take up his father's scythe. So he did, and in one blow, he castrated him, threw his manhood into the sea, and chopped his father into millions of pieces."

Haruka's stomach twisted. "Kronos…" she murmured. "But…what does that have to do with anything?"

"Haruka," Chiron whispered quietly. "He is my father."

The young woman's face softened. "Oh…I mean…I never…"

Chiron looked straight into her eyes. "The point I'm making, Haruka, is that we can't choose who we're related to. It is not those who define us, but it is we who define ourselves. Do you understand?"

Haruka let his words sink in as she dug her nails into her forearms tightly. She understood, but the only thing was…

"…I don't know who I am." The words floated out of her mouth like a flat textbook definition. Over the years, she had grown from child, to woman, to man, to lover, to warrior, to mother (or in her case, father), but she could never pinpoint who she really was, who she, Haruka Tenoh, was meant to be. It was her personal struggle, really, the single insecurity that had pertained throughout her life.

"Ah, identity crisis," the centaur mused. "Pretty common among demigods, I'd have to say, especially the few who live to your age."

Haruka fell into the sand face forward. "Aren't you supposed to be making me feel better?" she asked, her voice muffled.

She felt a warm hand on the small of her back. "Haruka, again, there are things we cannot change. But…" Here, Haruka lifted her head from the sand. "…what you said is not true. You do know who you are. You just can't explain it yet."

The daughter of Ouranos focused on her chest rising and falling as she processed what had been said.

After a brief silence, Chiron rose.

"Your room will be in the Big House until your cabin is ready. Be sure to watch out for monsters if you stay out here."

She took a sharp breath. "Okay." She then gave a weak smile. "Th-thank you…"

Chiron nodded with a smile in return, then galloped back to the dining pavilion.

After he had gone, the young woman rose and shook out the sand from her body. Then, she began to walk back to the Big House. After a while, she fell into step with Setsuna, who had been walking in the woods. The two continued in silence, until the daughter of Kronos froze.

Haruka nearly tripped over herself. "Nani?"

Setsuna put a finger to her lips. "Turn…around…slowly…" she mouthed. A brief flash of fear surged through the blonde as she inhaled and slowly turned around…

…only to see a glowing ginger girl pointing at her.

In PJs.

She turned back around. "Setsuna-chan?" she whispered softly.

"H-hai?" The young goddess whispered back.

"Do people possess drugs in this camp?"

"Not…that I know of…"

Pause.

"Did you see the ginger?"

"Yep."

"Is she still there?"

"Ancient…souls…." A voice rasped.

Another pause.

"Uh…yeah…"

"Lost…ancient…souls…listen to….your destiny…"

Setsuna inhaled sharply. "That voice…I know that voice…" She turned, and Haruka followed.

"Will you shy away from your fate, even now, my lady?" The ginger asked. Haruka realized that her eyes were nothing but jade orbs.

Setsuna narrowed her eyes. "You call it fate, but I call it a death wish. Don't play games with me, Oracle, and tell me what you came for."

The girl gave a smirk. "Very well." Her body went rigid, and green smoke floated around the girls' ankles. The ginger's voice became tripled as she spelled out the fate of the two Senshi:

Child of sky, daughter of time

Shall travel to the palace of old rulers divine

For the threat is not gone, a battle will only begin

And lost Senshi will awaken in heroes who have been

The lost goddess will hold her father's cursed weapon

And the true golden leader of the guardians will descend from her heavens.

The girl then shuddered, the emerald aura gone, and collapsed on the forest floor.

There was nothing but pure silence floating through the air. Then, Setsuna spoke.

"R-Ruka?"

Haruka blinked. "Yeah?"

"We're going to California. Tomorrow."

Pause.

"Really? So soon?

As a side note, I don't mean "ginger" in a derogatory term. Kthxbai!