I am warning you now, as a final warning, that this story is pretty weird. There are some differences in my views of Sailor Moon than others, but most of it comes from the Manga version comics that are only released in Japan. ( Or so I think)

Please R&R ! This story is only an exerpt from one that I am writing, and like I said before, I'll only finish it if you like it !!!!

« No ! » I cried out as the black hand reached out to choke me. No one heard my cry, and all it did was cause the owner of the hand to laugh histerically.

The hand's icy cold fingers grasped my neck. Breathing became almost impossible instantly. «You are a fool for saving me the first time Kumiko. » a cold voice told me. « Now nothing can save you- not even your pure heart ! »

Suddenly, another human hand reached through the darkness and pressed through my chest. Pain widdled itself inside of me. The darkness was ripping my heart out !

« World Light Shaker ! »

« Deep Submerge ! »

A gold ball of energy followed by a pale blue ball of water threw themselves through the darkness. Both passed me and hit the dark figure before me.

The dark figure laughed histerically once more, a shrill, harsh sound to my ears. Instantly both beams blasted back to their owners. The human hand, a pale flesh, felt around inside my chest.

I cried out in agony as the human hand finally found my heart and pulled it from my chest. A few moments later even through the dark I could see my heart in that hand, continuinly pulsing.

« Farewell Princess. There is no escape from me….. your kindness will come back to haunt your soul as I kill everyone you know and love, » the cold voice taunted.

« Sailor Moon ! » a new voice cried out.

« No ! » the other added in shock, mere disbelief.

« Silence ! » the beholder of my heart told the two. I heard both cry out in pain.

I found myself gasping and choking, blood running in a stream from my mouth. « Someone help me …. » I weakily gasped. « Someone…. »

« Your friends are dead Kumiko, » the cold voice replied with a smile. « I killed each one with my own hands. »

Images filled my head. I saw the five innar scouts stabbed- each one in the heart- with a piercing scythe blade attached to the end of a quarterstaff. I could see the blood spill endlessly from each of their wounds, each never realizing that they were dying. They never knew what had hit them. And then I saw Tuxedo Mask.

His membories had been erased, but he was alive. He had been saved.

When my eyes opened, I saw him standing in the shadows dressed in pure black armor. He held a long handled broad sword with his right hand the tip pointed down into the ground.

« Sailor Moon, » Darien began cooly, harshly, « I'm sorry your friends had to die, but the eternal darkenss was ment to come. »

Darien walked over to me, swinging his sword as if it a mere toy. He held my heart in his hands. I was at his mercy…..

« Darien… » I muttered, hardly able to speak. Blood dripped from my lips as I threatened to speak up. « Help me, please…. »

« Oh my dear, but you will be, » Darien replied. « Death is the freedom of any misery. »

I tried once more to speak, to reply, but my blood spilt again. Pain stopped me from saying anything outloud, so I intead mouthed three words : I love you. The pain grew stronger and I wondered why I hadn't died yet.

Darien looked up at me and sheathed his sword. He then reached up and wiped the blood away from my nose and mouth. As his fingers crossed my blood soaked face, I realized how cold and lifeless his touch was…

I cried out as he touched the wound where the evil hand had ripped my heart.

« Farewell Kumiko, » Darien told me. « Your death will bring the begining of the end….. »

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