Hey, minna! This is a crossover between Sailor Moon and the Night
World series by L.J.Smith. This is very alternate reality and the scouts
aren't scouts, basically they will be different people with slightly similar
personalities and the same names. Please don't kill me for this. Any
comments are greatly appreciated. Oh, girls are 19 and in college, boys
are 23 and in their last year of college.
THIS IS NOT A BUFFY FIC!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, Sharpies, Buffy, or the Night World
aspects of this story.
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"Moon Stalker"
Recorded by Ziska Ames
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Chapter One
Serena's blue eyes glittered dangerously at the thing in the
middle of her bathroom. She shook wet, red hair out of her eyes and
could feel the dye dripping down her back. She had been in the middle
of rinsing her short, cropped hair in the sink when the zombie had
crashed through her bathroom window.
It moaned at her and she grimaced in disgust. She'd just
cleaned this place and the zombie had to go and drip rotting flesh
everywhere. She sighed and quickly twisted out of the way as the zombie
suddenly lunged, apparently intent on eating her for dinner.
"No can do, babe. I happen to like my head attached to my
body." she grumbled as she leaped out into the hallway. She wrenched
the bokken off the wall and quickly pulled it from its sheath. The
zombie stumbled out after her and managed to give a fairly impressive
howl. She rolled her eyes and levered the slightly curved wooden sword
at its chest.
Oblivious to the danger, as zombies tended to be, it lunged at
her, neatly impaling itself on the sword. Serena quickly twisted to make
sure the sword stayed and released the bokken as the zombie stumbled
backward and fell to the ground. It trashed for a bit, moaning loudly,
and then died.
Serena just looked at the zombie for a moment before placing her
foot on its chest and gripping the bokken's handle. She ignored the
disgusting feeling of her foot sliding *into* the zombie's chest as she
wrenched the sword free.
"First things first." She wrinkled her nose against the smell
that was beginning to permeate her apartment as she dropped the bokken
next to her feet and levered the zombie into her arms. Its dead weight
made her immensely glad for all the training she had done with Lita at
the gym. That girl had worked hard to whip Serena into shape and she
would have to thank her for it someday.
She lugged the zombie out the back door and again thanked the
Lord for her bottom floor apartment. With a bit of struggle she managed
to toss the body into the dumpster and grimaced as she heard the smack
of rotting flesh on rotting flesh. This was the second zombie to follow
her home this week. She was just thankful that by the time the garbage
was picked up, the zombies had rotted enough that no one noticed they
used to be human.
Serena glanced down at her now completely disgusting clothing
and sighed. "At least I get to finish washing my hair now."
Serena wasn't that surprised to walk out of the bathroom wrapped
in a towel and find her cat Luna sitting next to the soiled bokken. She
hadn't bothered to clean it before her shower and Luna hadn't been home
at the time to nag her into it.
"Serena, you must take better care of your weapons! What was it
this time?" Luna's slightly irritated voice was belied by the concern in
her eyes as she gazed upon her pupil.
Serena sighed and picked the bokken up carefully. She was clean
and didn't want any more zombie goo on her. "Zombie."
"That's the second one this week! How are they finding you?"
Luna was shocked and a little more than slightly irritated now. She
huffily followed Serena who had turned away from the ranting animal and
moved towards her bedroom.
"They're good guessers?" Serena hazarded as she pulled an
over-sized t-shirt out of a drawer. The bokken was leaning against the
wall, waiting to be cleaned.
Luna sighed exasperatedly and shook her head. "Oh, Serena. You
really aren't being careful enough. You're good, I'll give you that, but
you aren't good enough to be careless. No one is!"
Serena turned to glare at her cat. "I'm not careless, Luna. I
don't know how these things keep finding me. I wore that damned stuff
you told me wouldn't leave a scent for a zombie to follow it. Maybe you
gave me the wrong stuff. Maybe it's your fault!" She angrily grabbed the
bokken and dropped into the chair next to her desk. She pulled a drawer
open and removed cleaning solution and a very old rag.
Luna jumped up onto the bed and looked out the window, pointedly
ignoring Serena's tirade. After a moment she mumbled, "You never hear
of the Mask having these problems."
"Well no one hears of my problems either! It probably happens
to him too!" Serena was down right annoyed by now. She swipped angrily
at the gunk on her sword as she thought. Luna was always comparing her
to the Mask. And Serena was sick and tired of it.
Without even a reply Luna jumped off the bed and headed to her
favorite chair in Serena's small living room.
Serena leaned the now clean bokken against the wall and fell
onto the bed. She rolled over to face the window. She loved her room and
had placed the bed in this position exactly because of that window.
Although she was on the bottom floor, the view was wonderful. The
building was right next to a park and surrounded on three sides by that
very park. It was perched on the park's highest hill and gave a
wonderful view of the sprawling hills and trees of her beloved Peoples'
Park. It was a haven to her. She usually went there after a fight to
clean up before coming in. The manager had this thing about odd smells
and most of the things Serena fought smelled pretty odd when she was
done with them.
"You have class in the morning! Don't forget!" Serena groaned as
a reply and rolled over to set her alarm clock.
"What possessed me to take English Lit at eight o'clock in the
morning, I just don't know."
"Knock, knock, sleepy head!" Serena's eyes opened as a gentle
fist knocked lightly on her forehead.
"Be gone, foul demon!" she cried as she jerked awake and leaped
out of the bed, successfully pinning her friend Raye to the ground.
"Hey! Get off me, you dork!" Raye cried as she struggled against
Serena's hold.
"Nope. You woke me up before the alarm. That means it's before
six-thirty. I can't believe you would to that to me, Raye! You know how
late my nights can be," Serena growled as she shoved Raye's shoulder
blades into the carpet.
"Okay, I'm sorry! How was I to know you were working last
night?!"
"Cause I work almost every night," Serena growled as she rolled
off Raye and to her feet. Raye mumbled to herself a moment and Serena
definitely caught the words 'mental institution.'
"No prob, babe. Send me away. Then you get my job!" Serena said
with mock-cheerfulness and a rather evil looking grin. Raye paled
slightly and shook her head.
"You can keep it. I don't think I'll ever be able to enjoy
killing. Even if it's killing the scum of the earth."
Serena sobered for a minute, then nodded. Two years ago she
wouldn't have believed that she could enjoy it either. But lately she'd
been getting such a rush. Enjoying it with a fierce pride. And it scared
her. It was also something she hadn't mentioned to Luna or Raye yet, and
she wasn't sure she should.
Raye was gentle by nature, no matter how she tried to project
herself. Serena supposed being a priestess did that to you.
Raye's gentleness had been what attracted Serena to her in the
first place. When they had first met Raye had been yelling at Serena
for sneaking onto the temple grounds. At least, she was yelling till
she noticed the rapidly mummifying body behind Serena. Choking off her
words Raye had nodded silently and, to Serena's surprise, helped her
carry the body to the temple dumpster.
After that abrupt change in personality, Raye had done it again,
suddenly plying Serena with questions and wanting to know everything.
That day Serena had learned a lot and finally gained a true friend,
besides her cat.
Serena shook herself out of her memories and pushed Raye out of
the room so she could change. Emerging a moment later in her infamous
graffiti pants and a green t-shirt she found Raye sitting on the couch
petting Luna. Raye's eyes sparked at Serena's choice of clothing.
"Oh good! I was hoping you'd wear those. I have the best thing
to write on them. Pen?"
Serena reached into her pocket and removed the black Sharpie
she carried with her almost everywhere. Raye seized it and fell to her
knees next to Serena's leg. Uncapping the pen she leaned almost sideways
and started to write on Serena's jeans. Serena giggled a little as Raye
hit a ticklish spot, then absently admired her pants. She loved this old
pair of jeans. The knees had been patched twice and always rewritten
over. People's names and drawings sprawled all over her pants, even
overlapping in places. Raye finished and stood up handing Serena the
pen. Serena glanced at her left leg, where Raye had been writing.
Sprawled up the back of her leg from her foot to her knee was
written "Buffy Chick."
"Oh, great, Raye. People'll think I'm a Buffy fanatic," Serena
said rolling her eyes.
"But it's so close to the truth!" Raye protested as she gazed
upon her work. "You are a vampire slayer."
"And a witch slayer, and a zombie slayer, and a 'shifter slayer,
and a werewolf slayer... the list goes on." Luna sighed from the couch
as Serena ran off the list of her prey.
Raye grinned and finally noticed Serena's hair. "Oh my gosh!
What did you do?!"
"Dyed it," Serena said defiantly. "This'll make it harder to
see me in the dark. My blonde hair was so bright!" she complained
half-heartedly. She'd always liked the color of her hair, such a pure
blonde, but it really did make it hard to sneak around in alleyways
behind vamps if there was an moon at all.
"Well, that's obvious," Raye said, pouting slightly. She circled
Serena slowly taking in every angle as Serena glared at her.
"I'm not on display you know," Serena said acidly.
"Of course not, dearling," Raye said patronizingly as she patted
Serena's arm. Serena's glare deepened. "Actually, it looks good. But I
can't wait to see Mina's reaction. We're meeting her for breakfast."
"Oh. In that case, we better go," Serena said glancing at the
bronze clock on her table.
"We're going to be late!" Raye yelped. Leaping forward she
grabbed Serena's arm and hauled her out of the apartment.
"Bye Luna!"
"Raye! Serena! Over here!" Serena glanced around till she saw
Mina's hand waving in the air. She waved back and grabbed Raye's elbow
with her free hand.
"Come on. Mina's over there."
"With two guys!" Raye put in happily. "But only two?" She seemed
a little sad by that. One of them was going to be guy-less!
"You can have them," Serena said as they approached. "I've no
use for males."
"Hey, guys," Mina said cheerfully as Serena and Raye sat across
from her and the guys. Raye turned slightly and smiled at the guys.
"Hi, I'm Ra-" she was cut off my Mina's squeal of astonishment.
"You dyed your hair!"
"Well, duh!" Serena snapped, then smiled to show Mina she was
kidding.
"But why?"
"Uhh... I've always wanted to," Serena said carefully. She
couldn't tell Mina it was so the vamps wouldn't see her coming. Mina
surely wouldn't react well to that at all.
"Oh," was Mina's very short reply. She looked at Serena for a
moment, then brightened, bestowing the boys beside her with a dazzling
grin. "Forgive me. I'm so rude. These are my friends Serena and Raye,"
she pointed to each in turn then faced her friends. "And this is Darien
and Diamond. They're exchange students from Australia!"
Serena nodded politely and started to eat her food while Raye
and Mina gushed over the guys. Ignoring the conversation Serena
carefully studied the guys under half closed eyelids.
The first, Diamond, had longish white blonde hair and deep
purplish eyes. The coloring definitely surprised Serena. She wondered
briefly if he was a native of Australia. As he chatted with Mina and
Raye her eyes slid to the other guy.
Darien didn't look like he was enjoying the conversation much
either. He was paying polite attention, but paying much more attention
to his food, much like she was. His blackish hair hung into his eyes
and his blue eyes seemed distracted. Serena gasped a little when he
suddenly turned to face her, looking directly into her gaze.
The gasp managed to cause a piece of egg to go down the wrong
way and Serena was suddenly choking. Almost instantly she felt someone
pounding gently on her back as the egg finally found its way down the
right tube. She looked up through watering eyes into Darien's worried
gaze.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly and she was struck by how deep
and melodious his voice was. She nodded slowly, stunned by his hand
which was still resting on her back.
Suddenly, her body took over when her mind refused to function.
She stiffened like a board and turned away from Darien.
"I'm fine. Thank you," She said in a crisp, clear voice as she
stood up and seized her mostly empty tray. "Now if you will excuse me,
I have a class soon."
She left Mina, Raye, Darien, and Diamond staring after her as
she walked out the commons door.
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PLEASE tell me what you think
World series by L.J.Smith. This is very alternate reality and the scouts
aren't scouts, basically they will be different people with slightly similar
personalities and the same names. Please don't kill me for this. Any
comments are greatly appreciated. Oh, girls are 19 and in college, boys
are 23 and in their last year of college.
THIS IS NOT A BUFFY FIC!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, Sharpies, Buffy, or the Night World
aspects of this story.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Moon Stalker"
Recorded by Ziska Ames
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter One
Serena's blue eyes glittered dangerously at the thing in the
middle of her bathroom. She shook wet, red hair out of her eyes and
could feel the dye dripping down her back. She had been in the middle
of rinsing her short, cropped hair in the sink when the zombie had
crashed through her bathroom window.
It moaned at her and she grimaced in disgust. She'd just
cleaned this place and the zombie had to go and drip rotting flesh
everywhere. She sighed and quickly twisted out of the way as the zombie
suddenly lunged, apparently intent on eating her for dinner.
"No can do, babe. I happen to like my head attached to my
body." she grumbled as she leaped out into the hallway. She wrenched
the bokken off the wall and quickly pulled it from its sheath. The
zombie stumbled out after her and managed to give a fairly impressive
howl. She rolled her eyes and levered the slightly curved wooden sword
at its chest.
Oblivious to the danger, as zombies tended to be, it lunged at
her, neatly impaling itself on the sword. Serena quickly twisted to make
sure the sword stayed and released the bokken as the zombie stumbled
backward and fell to the ground. It trashed for a bit, moaning loudly,
and then died.
Serena just looked at the zombie for a moment before placing her
foot on its chest and gripping the bokken's handle. She ignored the
disgusting feeling of her foot sliding *into* the zombie's chest as she
wrenched the sword free.
"First things first." She wrinkled her nose against the smell
that was beginning to permeate her apartment as she dropped the bokken
next to her feet and levered the zombie into her arms. Its dead weight
made her immensely glad for all the training she had done with Lita at
the gym. That girl had worked hard to whip Serena into shape and she
would have to thank her for it someday.
She lugged the zombie out the back door and again thanked the
Lord for her bottom floor apartment. With a bit of struggle she managed
to toss the body into the dumpster and grimaced as she heard the smack
of rotting flesh on rotting flesh. This was the second zombie to follow
her home this week. She was just thankful that by the time the garbage
was picked up, the zombies had rotted enough that no one noticed they
used to be human.
Serena glanced down at her now completely disgusting clothing
and sighed. "At least I get to finish washing my hair now."
Serena wasn't that surprised to walk out of the bathroom wrapped
in a towel and find her cat Luna sitting next to the soiled bokken. She
hadn't bothered to clean it before her shower and Luna hadn't been home
at the time to nag her into it.
"Serena, you must take better care of your weapons! What was it
this time?" Luna's slightly irritated voice was belied by the concern in
her eyes as she gazed upon her pupil.
Serena sighed and picked the bokken up carefully. She was clean
and didn't want any more zombie goo on her. "Zombie."
"That's the second one this week! How are they finding you?"
Luna was shocked and a little more than slightly irritated now. She
huffily followed Serena who had turned away from the ranting animal and
moved towards her bedroom.
"They're good guessers?" Serena hazarded as she pulled an
over-sized t-shirt out of a drawer. The bokken was leaning against the
wall, waiting to be cleaned.
Luna sighed exasperatedly and shook her head. "Oh, Serena. You
really aren't being careful enough. You're good, I'll give you that, but
you aren't good enough to be careless. No one is!"
Serena turned to glare at her cat. "I'm not careless, Luna. I
don't know how these things keep finding me. I wore that damned stuff
you told me wouldn't leave a scent for a zombie to follow it. Maybe you
gave me the wrong stuff. Maybe it's your fault!" She angrily grabbed the
bokken and dropped into the chair next to her desk. She pulled a drawer
open and removed cleaning solution and a very old rag.
Luna jumped up onto the bed and looked out the window, pointedly
ignoring Serena's tirade. After a moment she mumbled, "You never hear
of the Mask having these problems."
"Well no one hears of my problems either! It probably happens
to him too!" Serena was down right annoyed by now. She swipped angrily
at the gunk on her sword as she thought. Luna was always comparing her
to the Mask. And Serena was sick and tired of it.
Without even a reply Luna jumped off the bed and headed to her
favorite chair in Serena's small living room.
Serena leaned the now clean bokken against the wall and fell
onto the bed. She rolled over to face the window. She loved her room and
had placed the bed in this position exactly because of that window.
Although she was on the bottom floor, the view was wonderful. The
building was right next to a park and surrounded on three sides by that
very park. It was perched on the park's highest hill and gave a
wonderful view of the sprawling hills and trees of her beloved Peoples'
Park. It was a haven to her. She usually went there after a fight to
clean up before coming in. The manager had this thing about odd smells
and most of the things Serena fought smelled pretty odd when she was
done with them.
"You have class in the morning! Don't forget!" Serena groaned as
a reply and rolled over to set her alarm clock.
"What possessed me to take English Lit at eight o'clock in the
morning, I just don't know."
"Knock, knock, sleepy head!" Serena's eyes opened as a gentle
fist knocked lightly on her forehead.
"Be gone, foul demon!" she cried as she jerked awake and leaped
out of the bed, successfully pinning her friend Raye to the ground.
"Hey! Get off me, you dork!" Raye cried as she struggled against
Serena's hold.
"Nope. You woke me up before the alarm. That means it's before
six-thirty. I can't believe you would to that to me, Raye! You know how
late my nights can be," Serena growled as she shoved Raye's shoulder
blades into the carpet.
"Okay, I'm sorry! How was I to know you were working last
night?!"
"Cause I work almost every night," Serena growled as she rolled
off Raye and to her feet. Raye mumbled to herself a moment and Serena
definitely caught the words 'mental institution.'
"No prob, babe. Send me away. Then you get my job!" Serena said
with mock-cheerfulness and a rather evil looking grin. Raye paled
slightly and shook her head.
"You can keep it. I don't think I'll ever be able to enjoy
killing. Even if it's killing the scum of the earth."
Serena sobered for a minute, then nodded. Two years ago she
wouldn't have believed that she could enjoy it either. But lately she'd
been getting such a rush. Enjoying it with a fierce pride. And it scared
her. It was also something she hadn't mentioned to Luna or Raye yet, and
she wasn't sure she should.
Raye was gentle by nature, no matter how she tried to project
herself. Serena supposed being a priestess did that to you.
Raye's gentleness had been what attracted Serena to her in the
first place. When they had first met Raye had been yelling at Serena
for sneaking onto the temple grounds. At least, she was yelling till
she noticed the rapidly mummifying body behind Serena. Choking off her
words Raye had nodded silently and, to Serena's surprise, helped her
carry the body to the temple dumpster.
After that abrupt change in personality, Raye had done it again,
suddenly plying Serena with questions and wanting to know everything.
That day Serena had learned a lot and finally gained a true friend,
besides her cat.
Serena shook herself out of her memories and pushed Raye out of
the room so she could change. Emerging a moment later in her infamous
graffiti pants and a green t-shirt she found Raye sitting on the couch
petting Luna. Raye's eyes sparked at Serena's choice of clothing.
"Oh good! I was hoping you'd wear those. I have the best thing
to write on them. Pen?"
Serena reached into her pocket and removed the black Sharpie
she carried with her almost everywhere. Raye seized it and fell to her
knees next to Serena's leg. Uncapping the pen she leaned almost sideways
and started to write on Serena's jeans. Serena giggled a little as Raye
hit a ticklish spot, then absently admired her pants. She loved this old
pair of jeans. The knees had been patched twice and always rewritten
over. People's names and drawings sprawled all over her pants, even
overlapping in places. Raye finished and stood up handing Serena the
pen. Serena glanced at her left leg, where Raye had been writing.
Sprawled up the back of her leg from her foot to her knee was
written "Buffy Chick."
"Oh, great, Raye. People'll think I'm a Buffy fanatic," Serena
said rolling her eyes.
"But it's so close to the truth!" Raye protested as she gazed
upon her work. "You are a vampire slayer."
"And a witch slayer, and a zombie slayer, and a 'shifter slayer,
and a werewolf slayer... the list goes on." Luna sighed from the couch
as Serena ran off the list of her prey.
Raye grinned and finally noticed Serena's hair. "Oh my gosh!
What did you do?!"
"Dyed it," Serena said defiantly. "This'll make it harder to
see me in the dark. My blonde hair was so bright!" she complained
half-heartedly. She'd always liked the color of her hair, such a pure
blonde, but it really did make it hard to sneak around in alleyways
behind vamps if there was an moon at all.
"Well, that's obvious," Raye said, pouting slightly. She circled
Serena slowly taking in every angle as Serena glared at her.
"I'm not on display you know," Serena said acidly.
"Of course not, dearling," Raye said patronizingly as she patted
Serena's arm. Serena's glare deepened. "Actually, it looks good. But I
can't wait to see Mina's reaction. We're meeting her for breakfast."
"Oh. In that case, we better go," Serena said glancing at the
bronze clock on her table.
"We're going to be late!" Raye yelped. Leaping forward she
grabbed Serena's arm and hauled her out of the apartment.
"Bye Luna!"
"Raye! Serena! Over here!" Serena glanced around till she saw
Mina's hand waving in the air. She waved back and grabbed Raye's elbow
with her free hand.
"Come on. Mina's over there."
"With two guys!" Raye put in happily. "But only two?" She seemed
a little sad by that. One of them was going to be guy-less!
"You can have them," Serena said as they approached. "I've no
use for males."
"Hey, guys," Mina said cheerfully as Serena and Raye sat across
from her and the guys. Raye turned slightly and smiled at the guys.
"Hi, I'm Ra-" she was cut off my Mina's squeal of astonishment.
"You dyed your hair!"
"Well, duh!" Serena snapped, then smiled to show Mina she was
kidding.
"But why?"
"Uhh... I've always wanted to," Serena said carefully. She
couldn't tell Mina it was so the vamps wouldn't see her coming. Mina
surely wouldn't react well to that at all.
"Oh," was Mina's very short reply. She looked at Serena for a
moment, then brightened, bestowing the boys beside her with a dazzling
grin. "Forgive me. I'm so rude. These are my friends Serena and Raye,"
she pointed to each in turn then faced her friends. "And this is Darien
and Diamond. They're exchange students from Australia!"
Serena nodded politely and started to eat her food while Raye
and Mina gushed over the guys. Ignoring the conversation Serena
carefully studied the guys under half closed eyelids.
The first, Diamond, had longish white blonde hair and deep
purplish eyes. The coloring definitely surprised Serena. She wondered
briefly if he was a native of Australia. As he chatted with Mina and
Raye her eyes slid to the other guy.
Darien didn't look like he was enjoying the conversation much
either. He was paying polite attention, but paying much more attention
to his food, much like she was. His blackish hair hung into his eyes
and his blue eyes seemed distracted. Serena gasped a little when he
suddenly turned to face her, looking directly into her gaze.
The gasp managed to cause a piece of egg to go down the wrong
way and Serena was suddenly choking. Almost instantly she felt someone
pounding gently on her back as the egg finally found its way down the
right tube. She looked up through watering eyes into Darien's worried
gaze.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly and she was struck by how deep
and melodious his voice was. She nodded slowly, stunned by his hand
which was still resting on her back.
Suddenly, her body took over when her mind refused to function.
She stiffened like a board and turned away from Darien.
"I'm fine. Thank you," She said in a crisp, clear voice as she
stood up and seized her mostly empty tray. "Now if you will excuse me,
I have a class soon."
She left Mina, Raye, Darien, and Diamond staring after her as
she walked out the commons door.
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