Hi guys, this is my first story and all, so please be kind. My first idea for this was in Angel of Life Amie (My younger sister) but I've changed it and hope you like it. Thanks!

Disclaimer: The sailor moon characters are the creation of Naoko Takeuchi. The other sailor scouts in this story are pure creation on our part and with influence from the brilliant manga artist who first brought us sailor moon.

Two years after the events of Sailor Moon Sailor Stars

The future, Crystal Tokyo – nine hundred years after the defeat of Galaxia.

Emptiness, darkness and nothingness. In only a few moments the world shattered into an ebony realm of despair and disaster, we could not have foreseen the events that would befall our world, could not begin to image the horrors that would be inflicted upon mankind. We had lived in a world of peace, joy, happiness and light; a realm of protected by the warriors of truth and justice, the sailor Senshi. However, not even they could foresee what would become of our world, could not have known of the darkness and devastation that would occur in only a few short days time. If we had known, could we have done more? Could we have fought? Could we have stopped the darkness, the shrieking darkness that echoed on forever, taunting us, haunting us, reminding us? We fled in fear, fled our homes, our way of life, leaving behind all that we were. In this time of darkness we must continue on, if not for our sake, then for of our princess, and for mankind.

The soft clicking of boots on marble echoed through the dreary silence, not the kind of silence you found in a library or an empty building, this was death silence, cold silence, forgotten silence. All that broke this silence was the occasional clash of thunder and streaks of lightning that tore at the darkened sky.

If one had come upon this world they may have believed that this was an apocalypse, but that was not true- this was war. A cruel war where humanity had been overwhelmed by the Shrikun, an alien race bent on enslaving humankind, and when we fought back we paid the price, they would destroy us. This was war unlike any other; not even the Senshi had faced this kind of conflict during their many battles. The Shrikun overwhelmed us through the use of a hallucinogen that caused their victims to relieve their worst nightmares- it drove thousands of us into madness. Driven insane by this drug we were left with little hope. Yet there may still be a chance for our world, and so, to the past we must journey…

A flash of lightning lit up the hellish scene of Tokyo, pillars lay toppled at their sides, and bits of shattered stone and marble lay strew every which way. It was a scene no one would or could be found in, and yet running through the devastation were a group of girls. They ran through the darkness, bright candles in a gloomy scene, the only source of life.

"Come on," cried one of the girls to the others.

"I'm so tried," one of them cried back.

"Only a little bit further. Were nearly there!"

"Keep going, they're following us. We have to keep moving."

Suddenly there was a cry and a small pink haired girl tripped and fell. The tallest of the group turned and rushed back for her.

"Princess small lady."

Small lady tried weakly to get to her feet but was unsuccessful.

"Uranus, we have to keep moving," cried back another girl.

Small lady looked desperately into the older girl's face, the sky blue eyes that stared back at her held a hidden resolve and determination that small lady was envious of, the girl reached down and swung her up into her strong arms, turning quickly to run after the others. "Hang on princess small lady, we're almost there!"

Faintly in the distance the sound of their pursuers could be heard. The heavy awkward clash of their booted feet on stone ringing out over the emptiness "Pluto, now!"

There were a building flash of light and a distant hallowing scream and then there was silence once more.

The present, Tokyo, Chiba Mamoru's apartment, midnight

Mamoru leaned against the banister of his balcony letting the cool breeze play with soft dark hair and caress his chest, he hadn't intended to wake, but the sudden horrific nightmare had torn him from his pleasant sleep. He had crept from the bed he'd been sharing with Usagi and slid out onto the balcony, the cool air had eased some of his uneasiness, but something felt strange, felt wrong.

"Mamo-chan"

Mamoru turned to face the beautiful blonde standing in the doorway. She looked sweet in a pink silk nightdress, which she had annoyingly covered up with a fluffy pink dressing gown, and donned on her feet was a pair of bunny slippers

"Usako."

Usagi smiled. "Its cold out here don't you think."

He opened his arms and she rushed into them, he savoured her warmth. That stood still in each other's embrace, Usagi's head resting gently against his chest. He always enjoyed these "sleep overs."

"Mamo-chan. what's that bright light."

"Huh?" He had been pleasantly dreaming of her and her alone. He looked over to the park where they could see the flash of light, which flared and suddenly died. "Maybe it's a malfunctioning light. Let's go back to sleep."

Usagi nodded her replay, snuggling closer to his warm chest.

The present, Tokyo, Midday.

A sky bright blue and clear shone done upon Tokyo and the beaming happy couples in the park among them was Usagi and Mamoru, happily arm in arm. Talking cheerfully about the party they were arranging for sailor senshi as a celebration of their friendship. Angel of Life Amie's idea, not mine…

"So I was thinking of booking out a room at the arcade. What do you think?"

"Mmm."

"Mamo-chan are you listening to me? Your not, are you?"

"Mmm"

Usagi swung round and took hold of his arm. "Mamo-chan!" She whined.

Mamoru looked up and around the park, trying to find a way out of another crying scenario, then he saw it. "Want ice cream?"

"Huh?"

Before she could answer Mamoru rushed off to the nearby ice cream stand to purchase them each an ice cream. Usagi stood starring at his slowly receding form. Upset and slightly annoyed by his lack of attention she settled down upon the bench placing her sleeping bag beside her. Sometimes she thought Mamo-chan purposefully ignored her in an attempt to annoy her, because then he would laugh and she would smile and the whole reason as to why she was annoyed with him in the first place would be forgotten. Usagi smiled to herself, she knew his secret and she was quite happy to play along. Things were different between them now, since the defeat of Galaxia; she had slowly grown into their relationship and had matured into the type of woman she hoped Mamo-chan would one day be proud to call his wife. Still smiling she looked around happily soaking up the beautiful day when she caught sight of a girl not standing ten feet away. The girl was hidden behind a pink umbrella and appeared to be looking widely about her as if she was lost.

Poor girl. thought Usagi. All alone on a beautiful day like today.

The girl stopped looking and, as if she had heard Usagi, she slowly turned round to face her. Usagi stared back at a younger reflection of herself, with one major difference; this girl had pink hair.

"Usagi," she said.

"Chibi Usa," Usagi replied.

Usagi stared back at the younger girl in surprise. Since they had last met Chibi Usa had grown dramatically, she was the same height as Usagi, and even her Odango hairstyle had altered to accommodate the length of her long pink hair. Her appearance startled Usagi; she wasn't the little girl she remembered. Usagi rose and walked slowly over, still getting over the shock of seeing her future daughter.

"Chibi Usa?"

"Usagi, is that you?" She smiled. "It is you, long time no see."

"Usagi, I got your ice cream," said Mamoru coming over towards her. Then he caught sight of the other girl and froze. "Chibi Usa?" Forgetting that he had the ice creams still in his had they slipped out of his hold and fell onto the pavement, splat, splat.

"Mamo-chan!"

Chibi Usa launched herself at Mamoru and hugged him fiercely. "Mamo-chan I'm so glad to see you!"

"What about me?" Usagi asked darkly.

"I'm glad to see you too," cried Chibi Usa, taking hold of Usagi's hands. "I've missed you so much."

Smiling happily Chibi Usa took hold of their hands and led them back over to the bench, their she listened happily to Usagi and Mamoru's story and their recount of the battle against Galaxia, patient and with a calm dignity acquired through her royal training. There the three sat long into the evening, the sun setting over the lake in the distance.

The Present, Tokyo, Usagi's House, Evening.

"Mama, I'm home" Cried Usagi happily as she entered into the house, waving to hiding Mamoru. "And guess whose here! Chibi Usa's come to visit!"

Tsukino Ikuko peeked out from behind the kitchen doorway a knife in hand.

"Bunny, glad to see your home. Little Bunny, welcome back, why don't you give your aunt a hug"

Chibi Usa stared wearily at the knife.

"Sorry Aunt Ikuko, but, umm…"

Ikuko stared down at the knife still in her hand and looked back up at Chibi Usa. She laughed casually waving the knife dangerously in the air before disappearing back into the kitchen.

"Bunny," Ikuko called from the kitchen as Usagi carefully took off her shoes. "Was that Mamoru who dropped you off? You should invite him over, I'd like to meet him properly."

"Uh, mama. I'll ask him."

"Come on." She whispered to Chibi Usa.

Together they quietly snuck up the stairs and away from Ikuko, who Usagi was sure would begin patronising her for not inviting Mamoru over that very afternoon.

Usagi's room

Usagi flopped down upon the pillows stacked neatly in a corner and snatched up a lone book from her coffee table while Chibi Usa took more time to elegantly settle herself upon the bed. There she examined the book Usagi was reading "101 ways to be the perfect girlfriend NEW comic version!" She couldn't help but smile- the idea of Usagi reading anything was surprising. But then she remembered why she was here, why warning Usagi was so important. She remembered that now was no time to be unwise or foolish- not when so much was at stake. Chibi Usa stared down at her hands, a lone teardrop fell into her palm, a reminder of the grief and horror she had recently witnessed.

"Usagi…"

Usagi peeked out from behind her book. "Chibi Usa?"

Chibi Usa looked up at Usagi, fear and grief hidden behind her eyes.

Hayama - 50km from Tokyo

Stretched out on the warm golden sand was a sleeping woman, she was both beautiful and fair, a representation of true elegance and gentility. Her wavy teal coloured hair tumbled over her shoulder, and gently resting against her chest was an ornately decorated mirror. She stirred in her sleep and slowly blinked open her soft blue eyes, for a long moment she stared up at sky which was alight in brilliant gold's and reds, soft pink clouds drifting across the domed canvas. Sitting up she stared out over the ocean and to the tall figure steadily running up the beach, with a graceful almost beautiful stride. Their golden hair swaying in the gentle breeze. The figure came up to the seated women and settled down onto the sand accepting the towel they were handed. She was Kaioh Michuru and the figure who had joined her was Tenoh Haruka, her companion, ally, partner and lover.

"It's beautiful, inst it?" Michuru asked.

"Yes," Haruka replied.

Together they sat side by side watching the sun set beyond the sea and welcome in the night, the first few stars had already begun to spot the canvas above them, there they glistened happily, staring down upon the strange citizens of earth.

"Haruka,"

"Mm…"

"Something's coming."

Here you are guys, the first chapter. I just want to ask, if you have done anything (like this) can you please contact me and let me know, so on the next chapter I'll add your name (and your stories) to avoid plagiarism. But anyways, I hoped you liked this. I enjoyed writing it. Now, onto the next chapter :D

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