Disclaimer standards apply I only own Kayla no one else. Sailor Moon and Harry potter belong to their own respective companies, so please don't sue thanks much.
A/n: Yes I know, another hp/sm crossover, but I couldn't resist. I'm trying to be original here, but it will be most likely moon Harry for a pairing. Sorry, but I can so see it…..and yes I do watch Totally spies, although they will not be in this fic, but just info on where I picked up some odd slang if I happen to slip it in some how. I'm a random person, so chapters are far and few in between, and none of my stories are complete with the exception of the two one shot song fics I've written in my time although, don't expect more from me, because I find them hard to do. Also I can't stress this enough, I will NOT write Guy on Guy so don't ask for it.
Chapter 1
Two brown eyes flickered to life, but seemed to be looking at nothing. Their owner groaned as memories had hit her full force. She fingered a thin chain that was once again around her neck, but why it was there and with something different attached she didn't know. Brushing a strand of hair out of her face she got up from the warmth of her bed. In order to face the task ahead of her with much distaste, but going to school was something she had started to dislike a long time ago, and her mood was not about to change.
Gathering her books and laptop, she got ready for her bus the strain of the load already starting to make her arms and legs hurt. Having a short ride to school, didn't give her limbs much relief from the load. Fighting the urge to break down into sobs, she fingered the chain around her neck absently again her fingers tracing the small heart shap attachment that seemed to have suddenly appeared causing the cross that had been there since the chain was given to her clang softly against the metle heart charm that now joined it. Sighing she peered out of the window even though she saw nothing but light and bits of color.
Like she had predicted the school ride was much to short, and her books and laptop had once again taken up residence on her lap. She moved quite quickly to her first class despite the weight and strain. In fact she was on time for a change, which in some ways she regretted, and others well, this was school, enough said. Her first class went as she had expected it to have the long day already draining her mind. It only took her five minutes to find herself catching up on the sleep she so needed and had lost when she awoke at 6 in the morning for school. Since the teacher wanted to show some movie, she had gotten away with the task.
Even though the school day had gone as she had expected it too, something felt off about it, but why she couldn't figure out. She had felt this feeling before she lost her mother, but as far as she knew her father was in good health, well as good as he could be with what he had. For him to suddenly die on her would shock not only her but the medical world as a whole seeing as what he had didn't say heart attack was possible. However, the girl knew more then she wanted to on subjects like this and knew that anything was possible even if she didn't want to admit it. With the direction her life was taking, death was something she would openly welcome. Again her fingers skimmed the thin golden chain as her mind went into a bit of a daze…the feeling of dread she had felt while sitting in class had grown stronger now and she hated to think of what it could mean.
The normally short bus ride seemed to take hours and she thought she wouldn't see home. Once they reached her home, she bent down and frantically started to work on the restraints that had her pinned to the floor fearing the worst had happened. Her breath caught low in her chest and her fingers begun to shiver. Finally she was free and on Simi- even ground as she raced her way between the two vans parked in the driveway not stopping to take notice that there were now two vans in her driveway instead of the one and the car that were normally parked there. With a new burst of strength, she forced her way to the front door only to find that it was locked tight. ::This is odd:: she thought fishing for the rusty key that she had kept on her person after she found out what it was for, jamming it into the lock seconds after finding it. With much difficulty, she had managed to get the door open, and raced into the house as fast as her legs would take her. The feeling of dread that was in the pit of her stomach had raisin up and now she was fighting the urge to spill the contents of her lunch on the dusty dirty tile flooring. The faint smell of cat litter box had filled her nose, and she knew not to much had changed. If only she could see her home. True the green tile was still there, although it was hidden by the dust and dirt that yet to be cleaned up. A feeling of cold flew through her body as she entered her room in order to put her things down, but as her shoes made contact with the floor an echo sounded through out the room one that she knew could only mean the room was void of any thing. "This is really starting to creep me out." She spoke aloud her voice echoing easily in the empty space.
Finding a place in one of the darker corners of the room, she deposited her school things figuring that they would be safe and well enough hidden. The sound of a soft meow caught her ears and she paused to find out what it was. Feeling a fibular soft creature at her feet, she petted the animal causing it to rub against her acting as if it were afraid the young girl would not find her way back to it. She picked the animal up and it relaxed in her arms as she explored the house. She stepped back as the cat hissed and struck out a paw claws outstretched to slash the creature it thought was going to kill its owner.
Reflexively she took a step back suddenly alert listening to the sounds around her. She put the cat down and moved in a way that she didn't know she could as three words sprang from her mouth. "Moon prism power! Fallowed seconds after with the words "Make up!" In a flash of light she found herself clad in a blue miniskirt that seemed to be attached to a strange white body suit. Gloves now reached to her elbows and boots now reached to just below her knee coming to a point then curving around to dip a little in the back holding them firmly in place. Her once brown eyes remained a rush of emotion flowing freely through them in the blink of an eye. Her waist length brown hair was now blonde and hung in two even pigtails down her back held on the top of her hair by two faultless buns. On the front of said buns were two gem like spheres that seemed to light up a light red if the light hit them right.
She found she had no time to figure out was different about her appearance, and would explore why she felt skin where she didn't normally, and why her hands were now covered with gloves. She spoke to the darkness again as she started to say some words that she had only heard about on a television show she used to watch until two years before hand when it suddenly disappeared from the airwaves. "Im the bishojo senshi sailor moon, and I say in the name of the moon I will punish you!"
A growl came from the darkness as if daring her to speak another word, but before the girl could react, her back and the wall made contact and she slid to the wall, her mind instantly filling with ways to get out of her predicament. She had never fought before that she could remember, and how she was going to now was one thing she wasn't sure of. Using her hands and knees she found her way to the kitchen where she flipped on the light. The sudden burst of light caused the creature to cry out in mild pain, and an idea struck her. The gem that rested on her forehead flashed as a renewed desperation filled her entire being. As she stood on shaky legs, she heard a voice calling out to her. The voice was in Japanese, and how she knew what it was saying was news to her, but the words echoed in her mind. "You can do this sailor moon, one well aimed attack and the youma will be destroyed." She heard the voice call a small smile playing across her lips.
Using the wall to hold her standing, she concentrated and in a burst of white light an ovject flew from the broach which now adorned the center of her chest. Grasping it tightly, she held it high above her head and called, "Moon twilight flash!" with those words spoken, the top of the staff turned a bright white before shooting enormous beams of light at her attacker. Once the light vanished she let herself drop to the floor her legs unable to take the strain of standing anymore. "they are gone, Daddy is gone….and with mommy?" she asked as tears stung at the back of her closed eyes.
"I'm afraid so Sailor Moon." The female spoke up once again getting closer as the cat from before came up to its owner its soft head rubbing against its owner's gloved hand trying to get her to pet him.
"Gomenasi…Demo…Watashi…" the female voice started to say as another cat nuzzled the other free hand that happened to be holding the small staff like creature in her hand. However, the object lie beside her now that she was petting both cats with her hands. "I'm afraid so." The cat finished eyes closed enjoying the treatment to its ears.
"I can't stay here then.." she said and while dressed in the same outfit, she gathered a few things she would need for her trip. Where she would go she didn't know at the time, but she knew that the empty home wouldn't be so safe once her sisters returned to it, which she highly doubted given the idea of everything that had happened. The locked door was a sure sign that no one would be returning for quite some time seeing as she was the only one that managed to save a key to the home.
After packing a few things, she headed on her way the cats in a cat cage along with some bottles of water and closed canned food. This set atop the rest of her things and the added weight of the animals only made the pain in her legs feel worse. By now the sun had begun to set and she headed for the closest place she could find to spend the night if for no other reason. Sneaking the live animals in wasn't all that bad, and she welcomed the bed and sleep as she fell into it the instent she unloaded and had landed on it. The sound of an owl echoed through the night as one flew overhead depositing a slip of paper which slid under the door unnoticed at the time by either cat or their human charge.