Disclaimer standards apply, I don't own Kyle Xy or Sailor Moon. I also don't own any aspects of Card Captor Sakura, or any other anime I my also toss into the mix. I do however own Kayla.

A/n: This story will be a re-write of a story I wrote last year. The reason I'm re-writing it is simple, the new ideas I have from seeing last night's episode just won't work. Takes place between overheard and is a new version of how endgame should have gone. In the Sailor Moo word, it doesn't really occur anywhere in particular with a spiific timeline, but easily after sailor stars.

Warning: Standard warnings apply, this story will contain adult material such as but not limited to, sex, langue viluane etc. You have been warned.

Chapter 1

Footsteps could be heard as a figure pounded the pavement seemingly on the run from someone or something. She leapt over structures with great ease making flawless landings on the adjoining rooftop with little or no effort on her part. A staff appeared in a gloved hand as the owner of said object called out, "Starlight honey moon …laser activation!" her calls being fallowed up by a blinding hot white light streaking across the sky aimed for an unseen target.

Due to the clarity of the day, and the lack of clouds, most people who may have seen the beam ignored its appearance. Those that spoke of its appearance were told they needed their heads checked. But despite this the figure continued on not paying any attention to any possible bystanders. Just as quickly as she had formed the staff, she cased it to vanish. She closed her eyes as she held what looked like a key in her now open gloved palm. "Key which hides powers of the moon and stars, show your true form before me. I, Sailor Gwaten, command you under our contract release!" she called out holding out the object as it took shape. The tip of the key became round and became a staff, with a crescent moon adorning its top, holding what appeared to be a silver sphere. Wings jutted from the sides, completing the look.

She surveyed her soundings carefully before pulling a card out of seemingly no where. "Jump." She leapt down from the roof landing effortlessly on the rail of the fire escape. Judging from the distance, she would only need to jump one more time before she landed in the ally below.

"Hey! Stop girl!" a male voice rang out from directly behind her. She tried to jump, but his voice caused her to become distracted and she slipped from the railing. The sound of her own scream was all she could hear as she prepared for the impact that would soon occur.

The promised impact never came, but the girl didn't want to open her eyes, not that they would be of much use to her. Her ears continued to ring as she heard the man still talking to her, or rather shouting at her. "What are you thinking sneaking around like that. You're with him, aren't you? Well answer me girl, or do I have to force the answers out of you?!"

She said not a word as the impact of what had been going on finally hit her. Did this man think she was trying, or has tried to break in to his place? He must think so, otherwise why would he be saying such things? Finally she spoke, "Why don't you go ahead and drop me? Kill me or something and get it over with. That's what you want isn't it?" her voice sounded so dull, almost robotic in its tones, but never the less hers.

"No, that would be too easy, you can be of some use to me." The man said. This time he'd stopped shouting but his voice was deadly serious.

She gasped fear gripping her form like a vice. It felt like her heart couldn't beat, and when it did it was very rapidly. "What makes you think I'll let you?" she asked her pitch and tone not wavering in the slightest.

"I'm not going to give you a choice. You either do this, or you die. Its as simple as that." The man hissed pulling the girl up by her arm. She hid the pain well, and refused to give up.

"Do you think that it will be that simple? You could kill me yes, but do you realize the impact of said action. No, I'm not just talking jail time…oh no, it'd be a higher price."

Her words stunned him into silence. Why would she speak things she should know nothing about, or was she playing games with them. Whatever the case, he couldn't risk letting her go before he knew that she wasn't like 781227. "Really now, you aren't in any position to be making threats now." By this point he had pulled her up and into the window. Her body was pressed against his in such a manner that she found herself unable to move. Her staff had returned to the form of the key hidden under the folds of her sailor fuku.

"Now, now girl you can work with me, or this will be more painful." He hissed into her ear before placing her on his bed being sure to tie down her arms and legs in a quick fission. Not that she made it easy for him. Her fighting had caused him to get a couple of good knocks in but this only forced him to hurry and tie her down.

Now she could no longer hide her fear. Unable to move, she had no defiance for what would happen next, save for her broach which rested in the center of her chest. If anyone dared touch it, they would get burned. "I'd ask you to strip down, but I can't trust you to stay put. So I'm going to just deal with it this way." He stated preparing to inject her with some type of drug.

"No, don't please…. No don't…." Sailor Gwaten started crying tossing her head this way and that trying to avoid his touch. Tears flowed freely from her clinched eyes as she struggled to free herself from her bonds.

"Look, I don't want to hurt you so hold still it'll be alright." His tone changed again, this time soft and soothing. It pained him to have to do this to her, due to the fact he could imagine someone doing this to his wife or daughter. He had to push all thoughts aside if he was going to get the information he so desperately needed. He managed to inject her, despite her thrashing about. "Don't struggle so much it will hurt less. "

"Don't feed me those lines. You're the one poking me for no real reason! Then you want to say it won't hurt?" her voice became weaker with every word her breath becoming shorter as darkness attempted to over take her. The drugs had done their job, and the young sailor senshi found herself trapped unable to do anything.

Finally when she completely passed out from the drugs, he set to work. He had to find out if this girl was human. She couldn't be like the boy, but he had to find out. He looked over her outfit, lifting her to see if there was any way in order to look for what he was looking for. But, her outfit was one peace, and held find no alternative ut to cut it. She may think rape, but what choice did she have. He reached for her broach, the solid object that seemed to be holding everything together. Removing it should be easy right, t he quickly found that he would have a more difficult time removing it. The moment his fingers made contact with the object, a hot burning pain shot from his fingertips and straight p his arm. He pulled back without giving it a second thought but sighed to himself. He would have to deal with the burn, but the more he tried to discover, the more riskier it became. He would never be able to obtain this information that way. She tried to shift in her sleep, a blinding white light filling the room. He tried to see past it, but he could not even keep his eyes open due to the intense brightness. When I own, a seemingly different girl lie in the first one's place.

Her once blonde hair had become short, and now had turned fudge brown. Her sin tone had hanged ad had a more tan appearance. The one piece outfit was now a two peace, and her gloves boots, and other acceries had no vanished leaving her feet and hands now bare. He had to work fast now, she would recover soon from the drugs. He lifted her shirt jus enough to sneak a peak underneath it. Sure enough she appeared human in every aspect. A look of relief washed across his features for only a moment. He still didn't know who she was, so thus would have the un-pleasant task of killing her off before she found out too much information. The task seemed easy when she shown a real challenge, but now that she presented with less of n it made the task so much harder. ::Maybe I don't have to kill her right away. Perhaps I can get some use out of her first.:: He thought to himself.

His phone rang breaking him from his thoughts, "Foss."

"What have you to report?" a voice inquired on the other end.

"I think both the boy and the company are on to me. They sent someone, and were asking about the boy, but I didn't tell them anything. But, I found a girl, she may help me both protect the boy, and keep the company from looking." The man, now known as Foss reported to he speaker. What he did not know was the girl had come too and had heard his end of the conversation.

"Stay on your toes, if this girl gets in the way we may have to kill he too." With those words he conversation ended and Foss pared in to the room to see how the girl was fairing. Sure enough he had been right about the timing. There she lie tossing and turning in an attempt to free herself from her binds.

"Hold still." Foss softy ordered. He could kill her now, her thrashing making it look like an accident, but no, he would hold off for now. Gripping her wrists firmly with one hand he used the other to cut her hands free. In turn he did the same to each leg.

"I'm out of here." She spat the moment she could move.

"What did you hear?" Foss demanded.

"What does it matter, you're not using me and I don't care what you think…I-" her mini-rant hit a dead stop when the thought occurred to her. "Unless you already…"

"No, I would never sink that low, and I don't plan on selling you off. I need your help to protect someone." Foss tried to calmly explain, but he was running out of time and he didn't quite get off on the right foot with her.

"Well, I don't run a bodyguard service, sorry I can't help you. So if you don't mind I'd like to leave." The girl snapped as she stood her legs almost giving from under her. She took a few steps before her right leg gave from under her and she felt herself heading for the floor. She knew impact would cause it to break yet again, something she wished to avoid. Yet again the impending impact never came, and she felt herself held firmly in those same arms that saved her, but nearly killed her and could have possibly have aided in raping her. Now this person wanted her help to "protect" someone…? She just couldn't understand it.

"It looks like you can't even walk, how do you think tat you'll make it very far? Foss clearly pointed out. "It has nothing to do with what I did to you either. I only knocked you out, nothing more. And I did that only to prevent you from hurting yourself. Stay here….. not that you have that much of a choice." He continued placing her back on the bed. He then locked the door from the outside to prevent her from escaping while he ran out to grab them something to eat.

The girl formally sailor Gwaten could only growl in annoyance at Foss's retreating form. She didn't understand him or his intentions sometimes, and frankly it scared her. She tried to walk, making it to the door, only to discover he had locked her in. Tsukino, Kayla sighed as she played over her options. She could teleport home, but would she have enough strength to do so, or perhaps try jumping out the window with the jump card. Both options seemed appealing but they all left her with the same conclusion, she couldn't run anywhere. All she could do is wait and pray that she could get into contact with one of her friends.

Her cell phone, why didn't she think of it before? Fear of being killed with him around had frozen her in place. Once she realized she was out of ear shot she carefully removed it from its hiding spot only to have it ring in her hand. Her head darted from right to left and back again before she answered, "Moushi, Moushi."

"Kayla, daijobou des ka?" someone asked not liking the tone used.

"Hai, demo…..I'm….trapped." she spoke quietly and slowly as if unsure of what she had to say.

"What's wrong where are you we'll –" the speaker stated but could not finish her statement.

"Iie can't risk it. I'll keep you updated…."

"But, Kayla-chan…"

"Gomen ne its too dangerous, this is a little different from a simple youma attack." Kayla whispered as she heard a sound from behind her. She shut the phone before she could say good-bye. Quickly she lie down pretending to be sleeping. The window nearby slid open causing a burst of cool wind to come swirling in. She tried to remain frozen, but her body would try and betray her.

Two people slid in though the now open window trying to make as little noise as possible. They seemed to be looking for something, but what. Kayla couldn't tell anything from under the covers. When they reached the locked door, they stopped for a moment. "Why would he lock this door." One of the figures asked, a young male from what Kayla could tell.

"I don't know, Kyle, but it can't be good. He must be keeping someone in here." The other boy commented.

The one who had been called Kyle, stopped to take a second look around the room. There in the bed, he saw a figure covered in blankets. He pulled the blankets back, slowly as if fearing what he might find. There she lie appearing to be fast asleep, a girl with short messy brown hair dressed only in a t-shirt that has seen better days, and a pair of short shorts that cover enough, but at the same time left nothing to the imagination.

"Declen come here you have to see this." Kyle stated not able to drag his eyes off the slumbering girl.

"What is it, Kyle?" the boy in question replied taking a moment to finish picking the lock. He turned to see his friend hovering over a figure and wondered why Kyle refused to move. "Oh my god….we have to call the police, this guys-"

"No, we can't do that he can't find out." Kyle cut his friend off. "She's just sleeping, or so it seems. We could have gotten the wrong appatment or this is his wife."'

"You have a good point, lets not wake her." Declan stated opening the door that hid the rest of the residence from view.

Once out of ear shot, Kayla sat up taking in everything said. ::How did they know this guy? And, could one of those boys be 781227?:: ran though her over-worked mind. What she knew was Foss needed her help to protect some boy, but why? She could hear them approaching and quickly hid again, but this time they didn't stay. Someone else came in close behind, Foss, he had returned scaring them off.

"Who was here?!" Foss shouted catching Kayla off guard.