A/N: Let's get this over with. I don't own nor claim to own Sailor Moon,
Gundam Wind
or anything pertaining there to of. There I said it and I'm only saying it once.
Note: "* * *" means a flashback. '' means a thought.
Chapter 1
Another explosion lit the moonless night sky. Serena's shadowy figure could be seen making its way gracelessly amongst the dust and debris that were once buildings. She forced her body forward until exhaustion and fatigue took over at which point she rested her weary form against the cool brick of a nameless structure. She had to keep going. She had to.
* * *
Serena sighed deeply as she looked out the window of her classroom.
The teacher was droning on about something but she, like most of her other piers, was not paying attention. Instead her attention fell to the world beyond the school. True she would watch the same hustle and bustle everyday from this classroom window but it was always so much more interesting than school work was and in her opinion would ever be. As her gaze wandered from one place to the other she saw something unusual out of the corner of her eye. It was a shapeless mass at the end of the city and it glinted in the noon day sun. Cocking her head in an attempt to make out what it could be she involuntarily let out the words that were nagging in her mind,
"What the world is that?" obviously she said this too loudly for she was answered with the slamming of a ruler on her desk. Immediately snapping to attention she turned around to meet the beady black eyes of her teacher.
"And what do you find so much more interesting than my lesson?" she
demanded.
'Everything.' Is what she thought but she knew better than to say that. Gulping she opened her mouth to answer when the crackling of the PA system announced that someone was about to speak. Relief rushed over her like a stream. She was safe for now at least. She tuned her ears to listen to what the assistant principal had to say.
"Teachers please stop your lessons for the day." Most of the students hissed out a 'yes' to this and the assistant principal continued, "We wish you to keep the students in class until further notice."
Everyone began talking at once. Most inventing theories as to why this strange turn of events was occurring. An hour or so passed and then the panicky voice of the principal crackled over the PA.
"Teachers please evacuate all students from the building. They are dismissed to go home."
The confused students looked about in shock for a moment. What could
possibly be so terrible that they would have to dismiss school for? Their question was answered almost immediately when a huge explosion was heard and the poor bewildered children were knocked out of their seats. Many got up to run to the window only to be greeted by the sight of one fourth of Tokyo gone in a puff of smoke. Serena pushed her way over to the window and, like most of the other girls, screamed in horror at what lie before her. However, she was not only screaming from the sight but she was screaming from the fear that her home had been blown up in the explosion. Turning away from the window she began to run towards her home. Every street she looked at was the same. Huge five story buildings turned to nothing more than a pile of dust and metal. Cars wreaked everywhere. People lying in the streets screaming and crying over the bodies of dead loved ones. The worst part was the smell. It was a mix of smoke, gas, ashes, blood, and decay. Although this smell made her nauseated she managed to ignore it all and keep on going on with only one silent prayer running through her head,
'Please God, let my family be alive. Please'
Finally after what seemed ages she stumbled around the corner that led to her street. What rested before her was just like the streets ahead of it. It bore no resemblance to the place that she had left only this morning. There was dust and dirt settling to the ground, cars were wreaked everywhere along the street, buildings were crumbled to the ground, and the air held that same nauseous smell. She didn't care. Some little ray of hope within her was lit, some deep down childish hope, and it gave her a false expectation that she would reach her apartment building and everything would be ok. Nothing would be touched by the world around her. Her mother would be pulling dinner out of the oven, her father would be reading the paper while the evening news reported the weather for the upcoming day and her little brother would be in his room playing a new video game that he had gotten for his birthday. Everything would be how it was suppose to be. However, everything wasn't. She reached a pile, like so many others, of dirt, scattered trash, and crumbled brick. The only difference in this pile and the others was this one was where he apartment building was standing only hours before. Desperately she began to claw through the debris. With each stroke of her hand digging into the dirt and with no success at finding anything she became more hysterical. After about twenty minutes of endless labored digging she sat back and began to sob. Suddenly there was a heavy hand resting on her shoulder. Jerking away she turned around to see who would disturb her at such a moment. Her cerulean blue eyes meet a pair of wood brown ones. After a few more moments of staring she noted he had the name tag and dress of a paramedic. She was about to tell him that she didn't need any help when he motioned for her to follow him. Since there was really nothing else she could do she decided to. Getting up she mindlessly trailed him through a maze of streets till finally they reached a street that was covered with sheets. Under which Serena assumed to be bodies of the dead that were found whole enough to be identified. She stopped at the edge of the street where the bodies ended as the paramedic continued making his was amongst the makeshift morgue. He suddenly stopped and looked up at her then motioned for her to come over. She obliged and when she got to him he said,
"This is one of the bodies that we found with the debris that you were digging through." After he finished his statement he threw the sheet off of the body and Serena looked down in horror. She could feel her blood run cold and her face turn pale. The body that lay before her was her mothers'. It was barely discernable beneath the blood that was dried and caked in various places, the dirt that was thickly scattered on her clothing and in her hair, the huge gashes in her side and on her leg where the last of her crimson blood of life flowed carelessly almost tauntingly out of her body, her lifeless eyes stared off in to oblivion, her gray cheeks barely looked like the rosy ones that she had kissed good bye that morning, and her smile that could give you cheer even on the worst days was now set in a permanent frown. Serena was unable to believe what lie before her. By this time the man had uncovered a few more bodies that were found at that apartment complex. There were only five others. Two of which she identified to be her father and her little brother. The man who had led her to this horrible truth shared his condolences and said that he would leave her alone for a few minutes to sort things out. She only nodded to his statement but as he turned and left she felt the shock weigh down on her and force her to her knees. Wrapping her arms around herself she began to rock back and forth shaking her head as tears came flooding from her eyes and saying repeatedly,
"It's just a bad dream. It's just a bad dream. Come on Serena wake up. Wake up!" but she never did. Soon the sun was setting before her and a policeman walked over, shared his condolences, and said she really needed to be moving on. Nodding in agreement she got up turned her back on the dead and began to run. She had to get out of this nightmare. She didn't know where she would go. All she knew was she had to get away. She had to wake up.
* * *
Pushing herself off of the cool wall she shook the memories away
from her head. Instantly she became aware of a presence. One that made her feel uncomfortable. Panicking she forced her tiered limbs onward but the fear and sense that someone was there still lurched inside of her. No matter how many corners she turned or how fast she ran she knew that someone or something was following her. In one last, desperate attempt to lose her pursuer she turned a sharp corner which inevitably lead to a dead end. Acting upon impulse she decided it would be best to slowly back into the dark where she could wait for her stalker and lung at him when he appeared. Cautiously she took a step back and as she did so she heard a "click, click" noise. Whipping around she found herself staring down the barrel of a gun. Her eyes followed up the barrel to a hand whose fingers were confidently wrapped around the handle. From there her gaze found its way up an arm which slowly disappeared into the shadows. The rest of the body was cloaked by the darkness of night. Serena could hear her heart racing and inwardly an overwhelmed feeling engulfed her. The next thing she knew her vision was hazy and then her world was encased in solid darkness where shadows couldn't even form.
A/N: Mwahahahahahaha! What cha think? Please review and let me know. I can't get
better if I'm not informed of my faults.
or anything pertaining there to of. There I said it and I'm only saying it once.
Note: "* * *" means a flashback. '' means a thought.
Chapter 1
Another explosion lit the moonless night sky. Serena's shadowy figure could be seen making its way gracelessly amongst the dust and debris that were once buildings. She forced her body forward until exhaustion and fatigue took over at which point she rested her weary form against the cool brick of a nameless structure. She had to keep going. She had to.
* * *
Serena sighed deeply as she looked out the window of her classroom.
The teacher was droning on about something but she, like most of her other piers, was not paying attention. Instead her attention fell to the world beyond the school. True she would watch the same hustle and bustle everyday from this classroom window but it was always so much more interesting than school work was and in her opinion would ever be. As her gaze wandered from one place to the other she saw something unusual out of the corner of her eye. It was a shapeless mass at the end of the city and it glinted in the noon day sun. Cocking her head in an attempt to make out what it could be she involuntarily let out the words that were nagging in her mind,
"What the world is that?" obviously she said this too loudly for she was answered with the slamming of a ruler on her desk. Immediately snapping to attention she turned around to meet the beady black eyes of her teacher.
"And what do you find so much more interesting than my lesson?" she
demanded.
'Everything.' Is what she thought but she knew better than to say that. Gulping she opened her mouth to answer when the crackling of the PA system announced that someone was about to speak. Relief rushed over her like a stream. She was safe for now at least. She tuned her ears to listen to what the assistant principal had to say.
"Teachers please stop your lessons for the day." Most of the students hissed out a 'yes' to this and the assistant principal continued, "We wish you to keep the students in class until further notice."
Everyone began talking at once. Most inventing theories as to why this strange turn of events was occurring. An hour or so passed and then the panicky voice of the principal crackled over the PA.
"Teachers please evacuate all students from the building. They are dismissed to go home."
The confused students looked about in shock for a moment. What could
possibly be so terrible that they would have to dismiss school for? Their question was answered almost immediately when a huge explosion was heard and the poor bewildered children were knocked out of their seats. Many got up to run to the window only to be greeted by the sight of one fourth of Tokyo gone in a puff of smoke. Serena pushed her way over to the window and, like most of the other girls, screamed in horror at what lie before her. However, she was not only screaming from the sight but she was screaming from the fear that her home had been blown up in the explosion. Turning away from the window she began to run towards her home. Every street she looked at was the same. Huge five story buildings turned to nothing more than a pile of dust and metal. Cars wreaked everywhere. People lying in the streets screaming and crying over the bodies of dead loved ones. The worst part was the smell. It was a mix of smoke, gas, ashes, blood, and decay. Although this smell made her nauseated she managed to ignore it all and keep on going on with only one silent prayer running through her head,
'Please God, let my family be alive. Please'
Finally after what seemed ages she stumbled around the corner that led to her street. What rested before her was just like the streets ahead of it. It bore no resemblance to the place that she had left only this morning. There was dust and dirt settling to the ground, cars were wreaked everywhere along the street, buildings were crumbled to the ground, and the air held that same nauseous smell. She didn't care. Some little ray of hope within her was lit, some deep down childish hope, and it gave her a false expectation that she would reach her apartment building and everything would be ok. Nothing would be touched by the world around her. Her mother would be pulling dinner out of the oven, her father would be reading the paper while the evening news reported the weather for the upcoming day and her little brother would be in his room playing a new video game that he had gotten for his birthday. Everything would be how it was suppose to be. However, everything wasn't. She reached a pile, like so many others, of dirt, scattered trash, and crumbled brick. The only difference in this pile and the others was this one was where he apartment building was standing only hours before. Desperately she began to claw through the debris. With each stroke of her hand digging into the dirt and with no success at finding anything she became more hysterical. After about twenty minutes of endless labored digging she sat back and began to sob. Suddenly there was a heavy hand resting on her shoulder. Jerking away she turned around to see who would disturb her at such a moment. Her cerulean blue eyes meet a pair of wood brown ones. After a few more moments of staring she noted he had the name tag and dress of a paramedic. She was about to tell him that she didn't need any help when he motioned for her to follow him. Since there was really nothing else she could do she decided to. Getting up she mindlessly trailed him through a maze of streets till finally they reached a street that was covered with sheets. Under which Serena assumed to be bodies of the dead that were found whole enough to be identified. She stopped at the edge of the street where the bodies ended as the paramedic continued making his was amongst the makeshift morgue. He suddenly stopped and looked up at her then motioned for her to come over. She obliged and when she got to him he said,
"This is one of the bodies that we found with the debris that you were digging through." After he finished his statement he threw the sheet off of the body and Serena looked down in horror. She could feel her blood run cold and her face turn pale. The body that lay before her was her mothers'. It was barely discernable beneath the blood that was dried and caked in various places, the dirt that was thickly scattered on her clothing and in her hair, the huge gashes in her side and on her leg where the last of her crimson blood of life flowed carelessly almost tauntingly out of her body, her lifeless eyes stared off in to oblivion, her gray cheeks barely looked like the rosy ones that she had kissed good bye that morning, and her smile that could give you cheer even on the worst days was now set in a permanent frown. Serena was unable to believe what lie before her. By this time the man had uncovered a few more bodies that were found at that apartment complex. There were only five others. Two of which she identified to be her father and her little brother. The man who had led her to this horrible truth shared his condolences and said that he would leave her alone for a few minutes to sort things out. She only nodded to his statement but as he turned and left she felt the shock weigh down on her and force her to her knees. Wrapping her arms around herself she began to rock back and forth shaking her head as tears came flooding from her eyes and saying repeatedly,
"It's just a bad dream. It's just a bad dream. Come on Serena wake up. Wake up!" but she never did. Soon the sun was setting before her and a policeman walked over, shared his condolences, and said she really needed to be moving on. Nodding in agreement she got up turned her back on the dead and began to run. She had to get out of this nightmare. She didn't know where she would go. All she knew was she had to get away. She had to wake up.
* * *
Pushing herself off of the cool wall she shook the memories away
from her head. Instantly she became aware of a presence. One that made her feel uncomfortable. Panicking she forced her tiered limbs onward but the fear and sense that someone was there still lurched inside of her. No matter how many corners she turned or how fast she ran she knew that someone or something was following her. In one last, desperate attempt to lose her pursuer she turned a sharp corner which inevitably lead to a dead end. Acting upon impulse she decided it would be best to slowly back into the dark where she could wait for her stalker and lung at him when he appeared. Cautiously she took a step back and as she did so she heard a "click, click" noise. Whipping around she found herself staring down the barrel of a gun. Her eyes followed up the barrel to a hand whose fingers were confidently wrapped around the handle. From there her gaze found its way up an arm which slowly disappeared into the shadows. The rest of the body was cloaked by the darkness of night. Serena could hear her heart racing and inwardly an overwhelmed feeling engulfed her. The next thing she knew her vision was hazy and then her world was encased in solid darkness where shadows couldn't even form.
A/N: Mwahahahahahaha! What cha think? Please review and let me know. I can't get
better if I'm not informed of my faults.