Princess of Saturn

[Prince Endymion]

Dione, Princess of Saturn

Alias: Harbinger of Destruction

Age: 208
Family:

• Cronus, --deceased--, King of Saturn
  
• Rhea, --deceased --, Queen of Saturn
  
• Titan, 260, Prince of Saturn/Personal Guardian
  

Guardians: Titan

Rank: Decommissioned
Power(s): Death, Destruction, Rebirth(unknown)
Abilities: Unknown

Traits: Unknown
Habits: Unknown
Description: Her body is clothed in garb fitting of a Saturnian Princess of the olden days. A dress of deep purple silk lies about her, cradling her in her white-cushioned sleeping chamber. The dress has two straps fastened with gold atop her shoulders, a curious neckline that peaks upward instead of plunging in the center; the gown is loose for comfort when sleeping. A amethyst pendant hangs around her neck, and her arms, devoid of gloves, clasp softly atop her stomach.
Appearance: Dione is short in stature, still growing despite her stasis, with snow-white skin and dark black hair that seemed to stop growing once it reached her shoulders. She is petite, only taking in as much energy as she requires to survive, the energy sustaining her coming straight from her sailor crystal, thus the planet Saturn itself. Were her eyes ever to open, their deep purple hue would leave none in question as to her birthright.

Strengths, Weaknesses, Hopes, Fears:

• Unknown – The Princess was put into stasis mere minutes after her birth.
  

Background: The history of Saturn has been kept close, the words guarded by every citizen, the deeds never recorded in print less others find and peruse them. Theirs is a kept a mystery from the other planets and for good reason, for their history was one of terror and darkness.

The first King of Saturn, Caelus, was a cruel man, a tyrant, who ruled over Saturn and its moons with an iron fist – he was the one who cut off trade between Saturn and the rest of the System and forbade the writing of histories, forbade citizens from reading and scribing, knowing that if none as powerful as he were to learn of him, he would remain the unchallenged ruler and bask in his power for his natural lifetime. He took a Queen at a young age, Cel, whom he treated barely better than he treated his people. Cel bore many children for him, and he hated each more than the last, going so far as to imprison the youngest two and keep them from the light of day for eternity. Cel, powerless against him but hating him for his treatment of their youngest and finally past her breaking point, urged her children to take up Saturn’s royal emblem, a nearly indestructible Sickle, and kill him.

Of her 12 free children, only one stepped forward to free them from Caelus’s rule: Cronus. He took the ancient emblem and came upon his father in his chambers, killing him where he stood, but not before Caelus prophesized that Cronus, too, would be dethroned by one of his own children.

The death of Caelus brought about a happy time for the Saturnian Kingdom, a time of bounty, happiness and good fortune, enough so that the citizens dubbed the era of Cronus’s rule “The Golden Age”, and everyone lived in peace. Cel stepped down from the throne, content to live in peace with her youngest children; Cronus’s eleven brothers and sisters took to the larger moons of Saturn, each creating their own seat of power and successful hold. During a visit to one of his sister’s new castles, Cronus met Rhea, a beautiful young woman, and took her for his wife. They moved back to the Capital and lived in Castle Titan happily…

But all good things end.

The birth of Rhea’s first child was said to be the beginning of the second downfall of Saturn. Haunted by the dying words of his father, Cronus lived fearing the child, a boy, and one night, in a fit of fear, he killed the child in secret. Rhea was heartbroken over the mysterious death of her child, but never suspected her husband until their second child died in a similar manner, and then the third. Cronus’s paranoia had made accepting the life of a child impossible, and once she figured out his actions, Rhea lived in fear of her husband for what he did. Impregnated yet again, she turned to Cel for help, assistance, aid of any kind the old woman could give her.

Cel took Rhea’s pleas to heart, and with her youngest children – now fully grown and strong men – in tow, she met Cronus and bargained with him: if he allowed Rhea’s future children to live, he would be spared her wrath. Cronus, outnumbered and without his sickle, accepted, and Rhea’s son, Titan, was born. Distrustful of her husband’s word, Rhea kept the child close to her at all times. But when she found herself pregnant yet again, she sent the boy to live with his grandmother for his safety. Her foresight served her well, for when she gave birth to another child, Cronus, unable to find Titan, flew into a rage, claiming that he would only allow one child to live, and promptly killed the babe while it was still in her arms.

The deal broken, Cel flew into a rage and descended on Castle Titan with her youngest children to dethrone the cruel Cronus, but with his sickle in hand, Cronus killed them: both of this strongest siblings, and his own mother.

A massive war followed, Cronus’s eleven siblings forming alliances, some with Cronus, most against, anger over the death of their mother and of Rhea’s children fueling their rage to dethrone their sickle-bearing brother. However, with more threats than ever after his throne, Cronus still feared his missing son the most, and sent his troops, made loyal through years of wealth and riches, from moon to moon, killing every child near Titan’s toddling age in their search for the missing Prince of Saturn. While attempts were made to free Rhea from the prison that had been made of Castle Titan, none were successful. At the beginning of Rhea’s next pregnancy, her sixth, the war escalated until every large moon sported a bloodbath as Cronus’s troops fought to find and kill little Titan and keep Cronus as King of Saturn, and Cronus’s siblings fought to free Rhea and the child within her to put Titan, secretly within their grasp, on the throne in Cronus’s stead.

During the period of time wherein the child grew within Rhea, nine of Cronus’s eleven siblings died, and many moons were emptied in the bloodshed, but the battle had finally come to Castle Titan. Rhea went into labor as friendly forces pushed through and Cronus, threatened and alone, ran up to her birthing room and, with his sickle, sliced open her belly, hoping to kill the child within her, but it was too late.

Rhea, tired and dying, wished for her newborn’s safety as she breathed her last breath, and on the floor, surrounded in blankets and quiet as her mother now was, a newborn girl with wide purple eyes and a fuzz of black hair watched silently as her father screamed in frustration, the handle of his bloody scythe landing across her, its fall cushioned by her cloths. Baby fingers touched the handle curiously, and suddenly a purple symbol formed on the babe’s forehead, shining purple and brilliant. With strength impossible for her, the child lifted the scythe, and as her father turned in anger to see her, she let it drop.

Dione knew not what she did, just watched as the wall of silence grew around her, destroying everything in its path, pushing objects backwards and away as it swept through. Cronus was torn apart, as was his wife Rhea, the furnishings practically exploded, and she watched with mild fascination as it happened. When it was over she slept, the scythe gone, but woke up crying when loud sounds disturbed her. A short time later a woman in white with long silver hair found her, looked upon her strangely, and spoke softly. A heavy, peaceful shroud fell over her, and Dione slept.

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[Lady Jupiter]

-Accepted-