The Midnight Train Crossing

Zoicite sat at his piano, but the music wouldn't come. He slowly lowered his hands to his lap.
Something had happened during that battle.
The masked man had grabbed his wrist and repelled his power. And, it was more than just an explosion... He was bombarded with images... faint fuzzy images...
Distant memories...
A similar man... Maybe even the same one.
It was so faint... He could hardly remember.... But it was important... very important...
"I... know that man...." he whispered.

A sound interrupted him from his near-trance and he looked up to see Nephrite stalk into the room. The white-haired king turned his gaze back to his piano.
"Zoicite, why did you retreat when you had the Senshi trapped?" Nephrite asked.
He closed his eyes - the faint images still branded across his mind. "I remembered something..." The images were so faint... Just a man... he couldn't see his face.... "it was..." His hands reflexively extended over the keys. Music always helped him concentrate.
Nephrite shook his head, "Maybe it's too hard for you to look for the Princess AND the Crystal."
At that moment, those weren't as important as trying to sort out all of the images in his head. Zoicite slowly turned to face Nephrite, "Then you do it..." A slight smirk spread across his face and he turned back to the piano, "But I doubt you can."
Nephrite's eyes widened in anger. The piano let out a bang, protesting as Nephrite slammed his fist down on the keys and then stormed out.

Zoicite sat there, hands poised over the keyboard, but once again, the music wouldn't come.
He let his hands fall limp against the keys and closed his eyes again.
Somehow.... he had to make sense of these memories... he knew they were important.
The memories were old... very old...
He opened his eyes and finally started to play again as things started to fall into place.

"Zoicite!"
His head jerked up as Beryl-sama's voice sounded in his head.
"Don't look at the past.... Just look at me..."
The slight images started to fade from his mind as she spoke. He fought to keep hold of them. He had been so close to understanding... His head started to pound.
He had been through this before....
His hands went to his head as he vainly tried to block out her voice.

"Just show your love and loyalty to me," her voice continued.
Beryl-sama... his Queen...
But before Beryl-sama... there was someone else...
No! Beryl-sama was his Queen....
No... he had to remember... had to remember....
"Just look at me..."

He pressed his hands against his head and his whole body started to shake from the two forces at war within him.
"Just look at me."
He stopped shaking and his hands fell limp at his sides as the stronger voice came out the victor.
Slowly he sat up. His hands went to the keys and they started to play as he stared vacantly at the sheet music.
"For Beryl-sama... I will take the Princess's life."

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