GREEN TEARS
PROLOGUE
Friday, September 28, 2001
This is my fourth fic this week and published! Wow! I'm on a roll, and I have a lot more. I hope you like it! Since I hate it when people ramble, on with the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, nor shall I ever be that talented to do so. Please do not sue me, for I am just a hyperactive fan.
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She walked quietly down the street; her eyes glued to the ground. She never noticed a suspicious shadow following her. She was thinking about him. Oh, how she loved him. She wished he felt the same way as she did, but she knew he didn't. He had his choice of girls much more pretty and feminine than she was. Slowly the shadow crept closer. Sighing, she ran her hands through the bangs of her slightly longer than shoulder length hair and gazed at the sky. Suddenly a dirty hand clamped down on her mouth and another held a gun to her back. She wrinkled her nose at the disgusting smell as the dirty face came close to her ear and whispered, "Obey me and you won't get hurt."
She stiffly nodded before being dragged headfirst into a dark alley. Abruptly she was thrown hard onto the cold, damp ground, slightly knocking her unconscious. "Now sit still and you won't get hurt." Then after a second thought and a sick grin, "Much."
She started to moan, groggily waking up. As she tried to speak, she found that she couldn't, and her words muffled. Looking around, she realized that she was in a van. Once she got her bearings straight, the dirty man was ripping open her shirt and sliding a hand up her skirt. She started to struggle, but only to find her mouth and hands bound. She tried to kick her legs, in hope of hitting something loud, only to find that her legs were bound open with each foot tied to the handlebars of a van. Upon hearing her muffled screams, the man grinned and viciously ripped off her stockings and underwear. Reaching greedily for her breasts, he started to squeeze them hard, causing her to wince and her eyes to well and cry...... He moved faster and harder, drool making its way down his chin. She could feel her muscles tearing, and she could feel the blood trickling down her thighs......
Suddenly she heard the back doors of the van ripped open, and shocked cries. Hastily she heard pounding and scurrying. She could feel the man carelessly withdraw, causing even more muscles to tear. She tried to open her eyes, but they were glued shut by all the tears and sweat from the pain. She could only hear and feel. She heard people asking for her name and her bounds quickly being untied. She felt a sheet cover her up. No, she wanted to cry, she wasn't dead. Don't wrap her up like a corpse. No!
"What was that honey?" A concerned woman's voice asked.
"No." Her voice whispered weakly. "No what, sweetie?"
"I'm not dead." She said, before falling into a deep unconscious. "We know sweetie, but you might wish you were." The woman murmured.
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Usagi Tsukino happily bounded down the stairs headed for the kitchen. The telephone rang. "I'll get it!" Sammy yelled before grabbing the telephone out of his sister's hands. "Hey, Sammy!"
"I'm expecting a call." Sammy said before running towards the study where their mother was. "Mom! It's for you!"
Usagi shook her head and continued her voyage towards the kitchen. By the time she walked out of the kitchen with a glass of lemonade and a sandwich, her mother was silently putting the telephone back on the hook. "Who was it Mom?" Usagi asked, her mouth full.
The sight she saw next shocked her. There was her happy mother, crying. "Mommy?" Usagi asked, reverting to the affectionate name she hadn't used since seventh grade. "It was the hospital, dear."
"Daddy?"
"No, honey."
"Then who?'"
The answer she got next chilled her to the bone and sent her running out the door and towards the hospital on foot.
"Lita," was her mother's short reply.
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I hope you liked it. The next chapter should be out in about a week or two. Maybe more, depends on homework and reviews.
~shyne~
PROLOGUE
Friday, September 28, 2001
This is my fourth fic this week and published! Wow! I'm on a roll, and I have a lot more. I hope you like it! Since I hate it when people ramble, on with the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, nor shall I ever be that talented to do so. Please do not sue me, for I am just a hyperactive fan.
*******************
She walked quietly down the street; her eyes glued to the ground. She never noticed a suspicious shadow following her. She was thinking about him. Oh, how she loved him. She wished he felt the same way as she did, but she knew he didn't. He had his choice of girls much more pretty and feminine than she was. Slowly the shadow crept closer. Sighing, she ran her hands through the bangs of her slightly longer than shoulder length hair and gazed at the sky. Suddenly a dirty hand clamped down on her mouth and another held a gun to her back. She wrinkled her nose at the disgusting smell as the dirty face came close to her ear and whispered, "Obey me and you won't get hurt."
She stiffly nodded before being dragged headfirst into a dark alley. Abruptly she was thrown hard onto the cold, damp ground, slightly knocking her unconscious. "Now sit still and you won't get hurt." Then after a second thought and a sick grin, "Much."
She started to moan, groggily waking up. As she tried to speak, she found that she couldn't, and her words muffled. Looking around, she realized that she was in a van. Once she got her bearings straight, the dirty man was ripping open her shirt and sliding a hand up her skirt. She started to struggle, but only to find her mouth and hands bound. She tried to kick her legs, in hope of hitting something loud, only to find that her legs were bound open with each foot tied to the handlebars of a van. Upon hearing her muffled screams, the man grinned and viciously ripped off her stockings and underwear. Reaching greedily for her breasts, he started to squeeze them hard, causing her to wince and her eyes to well and cry...... He moved faster and harder, drool making its way down his chin. She could feel her muscles tearing, and she could feel the blood trickling down her thighs......
Suddenly she heard the back doors of the van ripped open, and shocked cries. Hastily she heard pounding and scurrying. She could feel the man carelessly withdraw, causing even more muscles to tear. She tried to open her eyes, but they were glued shut by all the tears and sweat from the pain. She could only hear and feel. She heard people asking for her name and her bounds quickly being untied. She felt a sheet cover her up. No, she wanted to cry, she wasn't dead. Don't wrap her up like a corpse. No!
"What was that honey?" A concerned woman's voice asked.
"No." Her voice whispered weakly. "No what, sweetie?"
"I'm not dead." She said, before falling into a deep unconscious. "We know sweetie, but you might wish you were." The woman murmured.
*****************
Usagi Tsukino happily bounded down the stairs headed for the kitchen. The telephone rang. "I'll get it!" Sammy yelled before grabbing the telephone out of his sister's hands. "Hey, Sammy!"
"I'm expecting a call." Sammy said before running towards the study where their mother was. "Mom! It's for you!"
Usagi shook her head and continued her voyage towards the kitchen. By the time she walked out of the kitchen with a glass of lemonade and a sandwich, her mother was silently putting the telephone back on the hook. "Who was it Mom?" Usagi asked, her mouth full.
The sight she saw next shocked her. There was her happy mother, crying. "Mommy?" Usagi asked, reverting to the affectionate name she hadn't used since seventh grade. "It was the hospital, dear."
"Daddy?"
"No, honey."
"Then who?'"
The answer she got next chilled her to the bone and sent her running out the door and towards the hospital on foot.
"Lita," was her mother's short reply.
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I hope you liked it. The next chapter should be out in about a week or two. Maybe more, depends on homework and reviews.
~shyne~