New story! Welcome to Kidnapping Hearts, a tale set in the Silver Millenium. I'm thinking of making this into a series. Please tell me what you think :) Read my other Sailor Moon stories if you like this one; Debts and Hidden Truths.
This story comes with a permanent warning - there are mature themes and language etc, so please take care when reading. If you are upset/angered by rape/kidnap/abuse etc, then please do not read! It's a fic made for those who want to see a different side to everything (as most of my fics are ...)
Disclaimer; I really, really, don't own Sailor Moon. My best friend, Naoko Takeuchi does. ;D
"She's been running through my dreams, and it's driving me crazy, it seems, I'm going to ask her to marry me."
All Time Low
Prologue
It all happened extremely fast for her to realise what was going on. One moment, the Princess of the Moon was sleeping in her bed, upset at what had conspired so soon after her mother's death.
But when she woke up, she wasn't in her bedroom.
It all started half an hour previously.
She was simply minding her own business, sat at dinner. The scouts and her father were all present for dinner, as it was an informal occasion; though she still wore a long white gown, the scouts in their respective planets formal wear, and her father in his best white trousers with gold knee-high boots and a white tailed coat with golden lining.
She ate slowly, as she normally did, and only ate small portions. Looking at the strip of meat on her plate, the Princess could feel nausea in her stomach.
Her mother had only died two weeks previously, and yet her father was sat across from her, a smile on his face as he talked to a less than happy Sailor Mars.
"Serenity, what do you think?" he asked, looking from the Scouts to his daughter with his bright blue eyes.
"About what, father?" the Princess replied.
"A Winter Ball," Charles answered, brushing back his full head of blonde hair. "We could have snow imported from the Earth. We could invite everyone around the galaxy, everyone would come and we could have dancing until the end of the night. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
Serenity shook her head, dropping her knife and fork and standing up. "No father, not yet," she whispered.
Turning to walk out of the room, Serenity bit her lip.
"Serenity?" Sailor Jupiter called after her.
"Sere?" Mercury said in her quiet way.
"Serenity, come back!" Charles said loudly, blue eyes flashing dangerously.
Mars just sat, staring after the Princess; aware of danger.
"Leave her," Venus said when the door shut at the other side of the room. "She's broken hearted, my mother was telling me that it was so clear to her,"
Venus sighed and held her head in her hands.
"What are we supposed to do?" Jupiter asked.
"We have to prepare for battle soon," Mars instructed. "We can't go around worrying about hearts,"
"We can't do anything," Venus interrupted. "Only time will heal her. In the mean time, Serenity needs to get out. Maybe we should take her somewhere tomorrow,"
Jupiter smiled. "We can go to my planet if you want, there's a new spa opening in the town centre,"
"Thanks Lita," Venus answered, smiling briefly.
"She needs to meet her suitor," Charles said quietly, although they could all hear him. "I have a new one from the Dark Moon, his name is Diamond,"
"The Dark Moon?" Venus asked, looking straight at Charles with a flip of her blonde hair. "I don't think Serenity could ever be happy with one of them. Not even Sapphire, although he does fit the prophecy,"
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In the hallway, she broke down in tears. She kept walking, only vaguely aware of the servants scurrying around to the orders of the King, and didn't notice that she was heading towards the dungeon.
It was a quiet place, with dark walls, extremely unusual for the Palace of the Moon, which usually shone with brightness.
Serenity swiped at her tears, but fell to the floor in the dungeon, her white dress gathering dust and dirt.
"Princess Serenity?" a soft voice called out.
Looking up from her own anguish, Serenity's eyes adjusted to the darkness before they fell onto a beautiful woman – shackled to the wall by her wrists and ankles. She only wore her nightgown, a thin black material that covered her chest and stomach, but barely any of her thighs.
She had long, brown hair that fell to her (fairly large) bosom, and bright emerald eyes, along with olive skin and a curvaceous figure that screamed beauty. The shackles that held her down clinked as she moved forwards, realising that Serenity was crying.
Instantly, jealousy bubbled in the pit of Serenity's stomach. She was as flat as a board, skin and bones with – what she thought were boring – blue eyes. But when she focused, she realised who it was.
"Queen Aurora?" she asked wildly.
The woman nodded.
"May I ask as to why you are in my dungeon?" Serenity whispered, slightly scared.
Queen Aurora looked at her kindly. "Serenity, you must leave here, now. Your father is not who you think he is."
"My father...?" Serenity asked, her voice squeaking.
"Are you still in there!" someone boomed from outside.
The voice of her father.
Serenity jumped, and ran – as quietly as she could – to a corner at the other side of the room where no light could hit her.
"King Charles, how nice of you to visit me," Aurora spat with venom.
Serenity felt chills fly up her back at the tone the Queen was using with her father, so much different than how she had been talking to her.
"Hello Aurora," Charles purred, walking over to Aurora passed Serenity so that his daughter could only see the back of him. "How are you today?"
"You make me sick," Aurora scowled. "Your wife passed on not two weeks ago and you're all ready trying to take someone else."
There was a loud noise as Charles slapped Aurora. Serenity's legs felt like jelly, her head spinning at the action her father just made, even though she could only see the back of him.
"Shut up, you whore," Charles hissed.
Aurora smirked. "What sort of man kidnaps a woman while she is asleep, were you too frightened to do it when I was awake?"
From what Serenity could see, Charles was glaring.
"Are you enjoying the palace?" Charles asked coldly, ripping the front of her nightdress.
Serenity slid to the floor, unable to control herself. She leant against the wall, her knees tucked to her body.
Aurora didn't answer, only let Charles do whatever he was doing.
He was removing the dress from her, so she stood in only her underwear. Ripping them from her also, he breathed heavily in her ear as he unbuckled his own trousers, letting the silk material fall to the floor.
Serenity pushed her fingers into her ears, angry, hot tears spilling down her face as she glared into her lap, trying to block out to knowledge that her father was raping a woman, two weeks after her mothers death.
She didn't know how long it went on for, but when light filtered into the room and out again, alerting her to the fact that her father had left, Serenity stood up, and looked toward Aurora, who was silently crying.
"I'm sorry," Serenity whispered.
"Don't be," Aurora croaked.
Serenity shook her head, walking slowly over to Aurora, trying to break her free of the shackles.
"There's a key," Aurora whispered, jerking her head over to the wall opposite them.
Serenity nodded and walked over to the wall, grabbing the key that hung on a hook coming from the dark walls.
"And anyway, then she said that she-" Serenity gasped at men's voices that were getting closer.
"Princess, get out of here," Aurora hissed.
Serenity shook her head, running back over to Aurora and trying to undo the locks on the shackles.
"You fool," Aurora whispered. "Go,"
Serenity gulped and nodded. "I'll be back later, I'll get you out of here."
Aurora smiled kindly. "You're too kind."
Serenity shook her head and turned away, her tears falling freely. "I'll be back," she whispered, and jogged from the room.
Aurora's smile fell slightly, turning sad. "The man who she falls for will surely be the luckiest man in the world."
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Serenity had to stop the tears flowing from her eyes. She swiped at her face, walking slowly to her room, unable to talk to anyone on the way; which was unusual, being the social girl that she was.
She made her way passed the servants, even Luna and Artemis, who meowed and followed her for five minutes, before realising that they couldn't get a word out of her.
It was only when she was in her room, did she allow herself to lose composure again. She looked around the room, it was her simple, white colour, with her favourite blanket that her mother had made when Serenity was only a baby.
Apparently, the Moon appeared in crescent formation to the people of Earth some nights, because of the magic of the Silver Crystal, protecting the Moon, and her mother always loved that time of the month. She constantly went to Earth during those times, just to catch a glimpse of the Moon from their point of view. Serenity treasured the blanket, which was a light blue colour, one of the colours of the Earth, with crescent moons all over it in white, with yellow stars over it.
Serenity fell onto her blanket, breathing in the scent of her mother.
It was only two weeks ago that her mother was sat on her bed with her, discussing boys and her legacy and the war.
She could talk about everything with her mother.
And now, she felt more alone than ever.
Biting her lip, and cursing herself for being such an emotional wreck, Serenity let her tears flow free again.
It was only when she had cried for five minutes that she had managed to fall asleep.
A shadow appeared at her bedroom, followed by another.
"Jedeite, you heard Malachite, just get her and then we'll go," one of them whispered.
The one name Jedeite scowled, jumping soundlessly onto the floor. "How different is the atmosphere up here, it's almost as if I'm floating!" he whispered, laughing as he walked around the Princess' room. He was a tall man, with wavy blonde hair, much like King Charles, except his eyes were a brilliant bluey-green colour, and his face seemed much more younger and more mischievous.
The other shadow sighed. "Malachite and Zoicite will have our heads," he hissed, stepping into the light. "And what do you expect, it is the Moon!"
This man seemed a lot different to Jedeite. He had wavy brown hair that spilled to his shoulders from his head, and dark blue eyes that were looking around the room with caution, restlessly searching for some kind of fault that could stop them from their mission.
They both wore a grey uniform with gold lining and heavy boots that didn't seem to make any noise at all, which was unusual; but as they had said, they were on the Moon.
"Nephrite, calm down, no one is here except her," Jedeite answered, looking over to his companion.
"Well, I'm sorry. I don't break into Palace's and then kidnap Princess's that often, but you seem to be an expert at it … so why don't you do it?" the one named Nephrite hissed.
"Ooh, touchy," Jedeite taunted, rolling his eyes and stopping his movements to turn to the Princess. "She really is something, isn't she?" he drawled sarcastically, looking at the Princess's back.
She was not-so-elegantly sleeping on her stomach, her face pressed down into the blanket while her legs were spread wide open, almost giving them a glimpse of-
"Pervert," Nephrite said casually, glaring at Jedeite. "You're engaged,"
Jedeite frowned. "Am I not allowed to have my fun?" he asked, shoulders sagging.
"Not to a Princess!" Nephrite scowled. "Lord, when we get home, just go have some whore,"
"But they're boring!" Jedeite whined.
The Princess rolled over and groaned in her sleep, making the two men's eyes widen.
"Let's just do this," Nephrite said cautiously.
"OK," Jedeite said formally. "I'll take guard," he said, striding over to the door and opening it.
He stood, casually against the side of the door frame as he watched down the steps for anyone coming upstairs at the other end of the hall.
"Raye, I think you're just overreacting, she doesn't want us to talk to her," a female voice came. "She probably just wants to be alone,"
Jedeite's eyes widened.
"No, I know that something is going to happen, Lita, she's our Princess, we have to take care of her!" another woman's voice came.
"Nephrite, I think two of them blasted Scouts are coming," Jedeite hissed into the room.
He turned around, seeing Nephrite with a raised eyebrow, and a massive sack over his shoulder.
"You are honestly, the sickest man I have ever known," Jedeite said happily, shutting the door and jogging over to the window.
Nephrite left first, cascading down the Palace in a skilled fashion, while Jedeite waited at the top. The bedroom door flew open, revealing the two Scouts he had heard earlier; Mars and Jupiter.
"Parting is such sweet sorrow ladies," he said casually, before blowing them a kiss, winking and jumping from the window.
A crack of thunder came after him, followed by a dragon made purely of fire.
"Shit!" he heard Jupiter curse. "He got away,"
Jedeite grinned as he heard the next line.
"Where's Serenity?" Mars asked.
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AN: Please don't flame, this literally just fell from my fingertips this morning - I had barely anything planned for this story. I'm happy at where it is going now. I'm not going to do polls any more. As soon as I've finished Debts/Hidden Truths/The Blackmail, I will upload my next story - cause I think four stories are enough at the moment, especially as I'm in my final year of high school and it is like murder!
Please, please, please, review :) I love reviews, they make my day.
Signing out; Niamh :)