Alright, I know I have quite a few other stories to finish but I had a spark of inspiration. If you all would please tell me what you think, I may add onto this. I do warn you though that my other stories will probably be continued first.
I DO NOT own Sailor Moon or its characters, but I do own Daman.
A Healing Heart
Blood. Tears. Revenge.
The vast field in front of them was littered with the lifeless bodies of Beryl's soldiers. One after another they had fought them, until the monsters had to retreat. As they crawled back to the cold darkness from whence they came, they did not dare to look back at the two lone figures standing side by side in the center of the corpses.
One was a young woman. She had blonde hair with silver and black streaks weaving their way through her short tresses. Sky blue eyes peered through her dark lashes as she surveyed the area for any survivors. The cuts on her body stung like icy flames as they burned her flesh. She wore a black top, which was torn from battle. It wrapped lightly around her, as it showed her lean body. Tight blue jean pants covered her lower half. Combat boots adorned her feet, protecting her from the harsh terrain. The objects that drew the most attention from this woman were the large swords that were held menacingly in her hands.
Sleek, twisted metal forming the epitome of perfection in these two swords. A sky blue gem was entwined in the hilt of the sword, and ancient phrases long forgotten scrolled their way down the blade. They were hers and no one would take them from her.
Next to her stood a man, a good foot taller than the woman. He was covered in cuts also, as he had taken the brunt of the attacks. He was nowhere near as agile as the woman. His dark black hair fell in his eyes. The blue streaks in his hair shining under the dark moons eerie light. He had on a loose muscle shirt, showing his chiseled chest and back. He also had combat boots and loose fitting pants with a chain going from the loop to his pocket. His emerald green eyes scanned the girl next to him. Examining her injuries. He slowly loosened his tightened muscles as he put his sword away. It was identical to the girls only much larger in size.
He watched, as she stayed stiff and rigid. Her eyes flashing silver as she glared at all the bodies before her. She would never forgive them. Never. Not after making her go through this. She suddenly took a step back as a form appeared in front of her. Beryl's empty, purple eyes looked quizzically at the woman.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't little miss bad ass. You know you have caused me a lot of trouble. Who are you?" The woman didn't budge, she didn't say or do anything. Beryl's eyes grew dark. "If you don't talk, I will kill him!" Stated Beryl as she held her hand up to the mans chest.
"You know me beryl. Introductions are unnecessary." The woman slowly turned her head to look at a baffled Beryl. "I think I would have remembered meeting you. You are my most powerful enemy", Beryl stated simply. The woman grinned. " I will right wrongs…and triumph over evil….in the name of the moon….I AM Sailor Moon. But you can call me Serena." Beryl's eyes widened as she stumbled back, tripping over various bodies. "That is NOT possible. The scouts kicked you out. They exiled you to the farthest corner of the universe!" Serena grinned. "That's what they thought, but do you know what? They didn't know me. They underestimated me, and now I am going back; for revenge." Beryl stared, unable to comprehend that this girl was the once klutzy Sailor Moon. Suddenly Beryl grinned, "And how do you plan to accomplish this?" Serena grinned. "You are going to transport Daman and I back. Whether you want to or not."
Beryl gave a loud bark of laughter, but she was suddenly lacking air. Beryl's eyes widened as she stared into Damans cold emotionless green eyes. "Take us there NOW!" barked Serena. Beryl's vision began to blur. She knew she had to or die. She concentrated all her energy and in less than 5 seconds, Serena and Daman stood in Juban Park.