Prologue.
Japan 1989
A five year-old girl clutched her blanket to her chest as she sat in the closet, tears streaming from her ocean blue eyes. Her father had done it again. He came home clutching a bottle of vodka, his posture portrayed an absolute drunk person. Her mother had thrust her inside a tiny closet near the tiny bathroom and told her not to make a sound until she comes for her. She had nodded her head as her mother kissed her downy silver-blonde hair and closed the door tightly making sure it's locked before hurrying to opened the banging front door.
Serena Winston squeezed her eyes shut as the door slammed shut and the sound of her mother scream radiated through the silent house. Few moments later, the sound of slapping flesh was heard and Serena clasped her tiny hands to cover her ears as she tries to ignore her father's cursing and her mother's pleas.
It didn't work. Her mother was quiet now, signaling that she'd passed out or she's too tired to scream anymore. She didn't hear her father either. Usually, he would have left the house after beating her mother senseless and continue to drink more alcohol.
Suddenly her father's footsteps were heard throughout the living room downstairs. He's on the search for her. Serena tries to remain invisible Careful not to make a sound, she pushed her tiny body further into the closet, burying herself in the piles of dirty clothes. The sound of doors being kicked told her that her father is just a few more doors away before he checked the closet. Serena silently climbed the selves and laid as if she was sleeping on the top shelves, eyes closed as she waited for her father to find her.
The closet door slammed opened as Serena jerked. She couldn't contained the tiny sobbed that escaped her as the smell of liquor assulted her nostrils. She could feel her father's presence close to her, she didn't dare make a sound. He shoved around the piles of clothes before grunting out a few curses.
A new voices were heard. Tim Winston slammed the closet door shut once more before he walked away to greet the newcomers.
"Where is she, Tim?" one of the man in black suit asked coldly. He was huge with heavy muscles.
"She should be here, I swear." Tim bit out nervously.
"You were supposed to hand her over three hours ago." said the second man. He too, was in black suit.
"Her mother hid her. I swear I have nothing to do with this." said Tim. he let out a scream as one of the man grabbed him by the neck, cutting off his oxygen.
"Now you killed your wife. How are we supposed to find the girl now?" he questioned. Tim was sweating profusely as his eyes filled with fear. "You exchanged your daughter for the money. We held up our end of the bargain, yet you didn't."
"I'll find her I swear, and I'll hand her to you. Please just don't kill me." begged Tim.
"How are you going to find her? She's much smarter than you. She's just a little girl, yet she outsmarted you." taunted one f the man.
"She's not my biological daughter. Please, give me a few more days." said Tim as he gulped down air.
"I don't think our boss would like that, Tim." said the man as one of his fingernail extended into a sharp claw. Serena watched the whole exchanged in terror. Her mother was dead. Her father is going to give her away to some man.
"Please don't." screamed Tim. Serena watched as the sharp claw plunged into her father's throat, buried deep as blood gushed out from the opened wound. The man opened his mouth as two fangs exposed and sunked it into her father's throat, drinking the blood. Tim's body stopped resisting as he turned still, no life left in his body. The man dropped the corpse onto the floor carelessly before wiping his mouth clean.
"Are you finished yet, Kairo?" grunted one of the man from downstairs.
"Yeah. Pour the gasoline on thr corpses too, Jairo. We don't want police on our tails." Kairo grumbled. "The girl isn't here. She's probably ran away already."
Serena watched in horror as they drenched her mother in gasoline and on everything else. They were going to burned her whole house down. Choking back a sob, she prayed to the lord silently. The plea of the little girl was lost in the raging fire as the man dropped a matchstick onto the carpeted floor and left.
Serena kicked herself out of the closet, avoiding the falling burned woods that fell from the ceiling. The sight of her dead father graved deep in her brain as she continued to walked down the stairs towards her mother. She was badly beaten and assulted. Serena tears fell as she bend down and hugged her mother's bruised body. She didn't breathe, didn't want to inhaled the smell of the burning gasoline. Serena dragged her mother half way out the door before a chunk of fire fell on her mother's body, burning the flesh. Serena screamed. She quickly took off her mother's locket around her neck and kissed her mother's cheek one last time, ignoring the smell and fire, before bolting out the door.
She had left her mother inside the house, letting her body burn to ashes. She didn't know what to do as she wiped the tears from her face. Sooner or later, the house will burn down and the police will be here. They'll find her and they'll take her to the orphanage home. She didn't want to go there. She needs to revenged her mother. Looking at the house for one last time, Serena Winston ran full speed towards the forest behind her backyard.
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Romania 1989
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Edymion Darien De Lacruz awoke. A scream had woke him from the deep slumber of his estate. A scream of a little girl. A vision of burning house, a deep wild forest and an image of a tiny girl running through the wild forest as fast her her tiny feet can carry her. He couldn't make out the location of the girl, but he could see her face. The big ocean blue eyes that contained fears, terror and anger held deep inside. She had silver hair, shone brightly underneath the moonlight, her clothes tattered and skin scratched from the branches, yet she didn't bother to stop. Why was she running? But more importantly, she did she appear in his vision, waking him from his slumber?
Then it hit him. He'd seen color. He recalled loosing his ability to see colors thousands of years ago. He'd felt her emotions running turmoil. Now, the image of this little girl brought back colors and emotions to his world. He'd seen what she looked like. Only his soulmate would be able to bring back this ability. He rised from the huge mahagony bed and sat up. The feeling still had him shock. A soulmate.
After thousands of years of loneliness, a tiny being found him in her hard times. Being the prince of the Hiryuu clan, the clan of infamous flying dragons. The guardian of the sky, he'd never expected god to blessed him with a soulmate. Now, she could be anywhere in the world, fighting alone.
The thought had him wrenching in pain. he tried to connect with her once more, but she didn't seem to respond back. The image of her tiny body lying on the forest floor shocked through him. He let out a loud growl as his eyes turned to neon azure, his skin transformed into rows and rows of glowing silver and gold scales as his fingers turned into four sharp claws.
His growl brought the others to alert. Several dragons flew by his windows, hissing flames and growling, trying to find the source that awoke their prince in the silent night.
With a wave of his claws, the chandeliers lit to life. The floor to ceiling windows flew opened as few of the dragons flew in. Darien stood up and stalked forward.
The blue dragon transformed into a handsome man. His blonde hair and coal black eyes were a contrast to his pale skin. He was dressed impaccably in black slacks and a white dress shirt. Jedite Dezau, the right hand of the prince, look at his superior with unquestioning gaze. The sight of Darien agitated was unatural, and it was his duty to get rid of it.
"Your majesty?" he said, bowing lowly. Darien didn't even acknowledge the man.
The second dragon, covered in dark emerald scale took the form of human man. His long dark mahogany hair and dark blue eyes, Nephrite gaze followed his prince movement. He reverted his gaze to Jedite who remained still.
The third dragon, scales as rich as sapphire, transformed in mid-air, into a man of beauty. His long aqua hair tied in a neat low ponytail. His aqua eyes held no emotion. Malachite landed on the soft marbled floor silently.
"I found her." Darien remarked.
The three generals didn't comment for they know who he was referring to.
"Is she in this land?" asked Jedite.
"I didn't get the location. She's in trouble." Darien said with frustration.
"How, your majesty?" questioned Nephrite.
"Stop with th formalty. You are all my trusted friends. There's no need for titles." said Darien. " I had a vision of her. She's in trouble. Her fear called out to me."
"I see. We'll search this land immediately and the next." said Malachite.
"No. She's my soulmate.You all have your soulmates to protect. Look after Romania and make sure it come to no harm." commanded Darien. The generals nodded their heads. They knew exactly what the price is going to do.
"When will you be leaving?"
"Now." replied Darien as he launched himself skyward in search for his soulmate around the world.
"May the guardian be with you." murmured the generals as they watched the prince left his homeland in search for his soulmate.
It was the hardest thing to see their best friend simply existing everyday bound to duties and honor. Most of their people had already found their soulmate, someone who completed the other half. Yet, the person who deserved happiness the most turned out to be the one who lives years and years wallowed in misery and loneliness.
"I'm glad someone had finally showed up." said Nephrite.
"Well, wait till he go commanding on her with his voice." joked Jedite. The three generals laughed. They'll enjoy seeing the prince as his soulmate battled it out in the dominating game.
The three generals returned to their shelter as they waited for the prince to returned with his soulmate. The future of the Hiryuu clan will be brighter now that the Prince has found his mate.
This is my first Sailor Moon fic. I hope you like it.
I claimed no ownership over Sailor Moon. I'm just using the characters to create the fic in my mind and share it with you guys.