She's Only Evil.
Serena died over 5 years ago. Her body, unlike the one she knew, was hard and cold. Her heart closed over.
She survived feeding off the blood of others. She had forgotten her past life and embraced her new one.
Until the day her eyes fell onto his.
Prologue.
Serena felt the power flow through her as she transformed, not knowing this would be the last time. She raced, the thorns and branches of the forest around her whipping at her bare legs and arms, cutting, little whelps of blood dripped down her skin. She ignored the sting of the nettles around her anckles and focused on getting to the battle area. She was going to be there first, she was sure of it. To show Raye and everyone that she could manage just fine on her own. She was sick to the bone of them always whining at her, telling her about her incompitence. She frowned as she remembered their harsh voices after the last Yoama battle.
"Sailor moon!" Serena turned, smiling broadly as she had just finshed of the monster infront of her. Her smile faltered as she saw Sailor Mercury laying on the floor, a deep gash on her leg, Sailor Mars kneeling next to her. Serena ran over, her face full of her concern.
"Sailor Mercury!! Are you alright?" She asked feeling rather stupid since it was obvious she wasn't. Mars shot her a nasty glare and stared back at the leg, wrapping a piece of her skirt around it.
"She would be if you had arrived when we needed you!" She hissed through her teeth. Her words were harsh and cold, hate dripping from her voice. Serena pulled back her outstretch arm and looked at Mercury, asking if she felt the same way. Mercury avoided her gaze, her voice just above a whisper.
"She is right Sailor Moon. You don't focus enough on our mission. I...I'm starting to question if you should be the leader of the senshi..." She finshed quietly. Her voice held no level of uncertainty. Serena stepped back away from the two of them, looking towards Sailor Venus. She was her closest friend, the one who knew her the most, she had to understand that she was focused. Didn't she? Venus made sure her eyes were off to the distance, not looking at anyone. Serena nodded, her throat closing in a tight knot as she fought back the onslought of tears. Taking another step back she shot a look at them for one last time.
"I..I understand, you don't want me. I'll go. Goodbye, my friends." Turning she ran past Venus and past Tuxedo mask not even looking at him. Not at him. She could bear this pain, if she had to, of loosing her best friends, her warriors. But she wouldn't survive it if he hated her too. She ran blindly ignoring everything, the gasps of people of seeing her. Not from the fact she was bearly breathing from the tears, but from seeing Sailor Moon. Leaning against the wall she struggled to take in the air, every breath leeking back out in a sob. Rolling along the wall she fell into the alley next to her. Dragging her feet up to her chest she burried her face into her arms and cried away the pain of loosing all she loved, all she cared for.
She heard footsteps near her. She didn't look up, she didn't have the energy to move.
"Sailor Moon?" This voice was soft, uncertain and very familiar. She looked up, her eyes just peeking over her arm. Tuxedo Mask was kneeling infront of her, his face a careful mask. Her heart shattered. Of course he would come here, uncaring. He never showed he felt anything towards her. For all she knew he was fed up of sweeping in and saving her from certain death. Looking back down she hugged herself tighter into a ball, waiting for the tears to come, but there was none left. She felt a hand on her arm. It was warm. It was soft. Cautiously she looked up into his eyes, unsheilded against her.
"Don't you hate me too?" Her voice was small, queit. Not wanting to hear his answer – yes. His hand moved up to her shoulder, his other hand mimicking. He pulled her up from the floor and held her to his body tightly, never wanting to let her go. His lips went to her ear through her hair and he whispered but the words were so sure, comletly certain.
"I could never hate you."
She smiled at the memory, only a week old. At least she still had Tuxedo Mask. As she raced forward she knew he would be there, watching her win on her own. He was the one who told her to not let them get to her, to still fight against evil. He taught her it wasn't about friends- he said he didn't have any. He smiled when she told him she was his friend. And so it was she spent all her time studying for school and fighting along side of them to just disappear at the end. Walking side by side with him. The others seemed to dislike her being there, but they never said anything. They watched her with some sort of admiration as she walked off into the night.
She burst through the trees and into the clearing, stopping dead in her tracks as she starred down the Yoama. She grabbed her tiara, and without words flung it at the thing. It seemed human but then so did most of them in the beginning. Seeing the blood around his mouth was enough to know that it deffinatly wasn't human. Stunned she watched the creature jump out of the way, her eyes barely able to follow it. Suddenly she saw the man up close as he hiss into her face, she took in a deep breath of air to shout for her tiara back but before she could finish the action the man threw out his arm, knocking her in the chest.
She felt the wind flying past her with whistling noise, her body feeling weightless. She finally understood she was airborne. That relisation was short lived. Her back hit a tree a few yards behind her, the air knocked out of her. The tree groaned with the impact. Her body bounced of the side and flopped onto the floor. Not waiting for the pain to hit her she pulled her legs up and pushed with her hands and managed to stagger off the floor. The man-creature infront of her laughed at her. Anger boiled through her veins. Pulling her wand from thin air she aimed it at the thing. Suddenly he was infront of her again, moving too fast. His pushed her against the tree, holding her up off the floor with just his hand. She chocked and struggled to pull his hand away, her wand long forgotten on the floor. The creature, clearly a very handsome man with black eyes smiled at her, they way you smile at a child who did something funny. His over hand grabbed one of her arms and pulled it off his with ease. With a flick of his rist she cried out in pain, the cracking sound undeniably her arm as it shattered. She starred into his eyes as he laughed at her, her unbroken hand now reaching for him face.
Tilting his head to the side he pulled her away and slammed her back into the trunk, banging her head. The world swam as she watched him near her, her body going limp from lack of air. Her arms fell around her loosely and she vaugely realised it didn't hurt any more. His mouth hovered near her face as he starred into his face. His lips moved, slowly, rhymatic but she heard nothing. His face plunged into her neck and she suddenly felt the most excruiciating pain ever. His teeth worried along her coller bone, the sound of bone cracking reached her ears as she struggled to bring in air to scream. Warm liquid fell down her body, soaking through her bodice, colouring it red. Her eyes fluttered shut and she realised she was airborne again. She fell limply to the ground, her eye lips came open with a struggle. She starred at the man, now maters away, in the clearing, blood all over his face and chest. Her blood. Darkness at the corners of her eyes threatened to take over her. She forced her eyes to stay open, trying to relearn to breath. Her mind was running so slow, trying to figure out this had happened. Wasn't he the one supposed to be dying? That though froze her heart for a second, and then it restarted. Her eyes lingered on his black ones as she listened to the slow sluggish thump, thump of her heart as it slowed down. Her eylids felt like the heaviest things in the world and she couldn't hold them up any more. Her mind shut down, as if she was now staring blind, not really seeing anything now. They inced closer together and with a sigh she closed them. But not befor seeing a flame flying in the air. She listened but everything was so quiet now, so still. She felt alone, but she felt safe here in this black ness. So quiet, that she could only just hear her heart on its last stretch...
Thump..... thump ….......thump …............
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Darien ran as fast as he could, the pain in his chest not fading away, even after he transformed. He felt the cold breath of dread crawl its way up his back and play with the hairs on his neck. For some reason he had to get the quick. In the distance he could he the shouts of fighting and the screams of the girls and another unknown voice. His frown increaded and he lengthened his stride. He heard a pitieous cry, almost a squeal, of pain. As he got closer to the noise it died down, the sounds of fire crackling, a bright light ahead of him, a string smell of burning hair stung his nostrils. Stopping dead he surveyed the sceen. Mercury and Venus were sitting on the grass, Venus holding her leg out in front of her at an odd angle, Mercury seeing to it. She pulled as he watched, the leg out strait, wincing at the cry of pain from the blonde. His eyes drifted over to the flames that were reaching high in the sky. Mars stood next to it, looking ready to fall to the ground in any moment. Straightening he looked on the ground for the instrements of the monstrstous fire. No twigs sat there, nor any leaves as kindly. A pop in the middle of the fire made his stomach turn over violent. He watched as her breathed through his teeth the flinching they all did. Mar's eyes never leaving the flames, as if facinated. Or horrified. His eyes drifted to the blonde who was now sobbing quietly as Mercury taped away on her computer, making little beeping noises. Her eyes darted up from the screen. The enemy was dead, they had made sure of that. Yet the sinking feeling in his stomach kept telling him something was wrong. Very wrong. His heart thudded against his ribs as he realised Sailor Moon wasn't hear. He looked back at Mercury, her eyes darting all over the place, worry written all over her face.
"Where is Sailor Moon?" He asked, worrying over her actions. Her eyes darted back to his, then back down to the screen and up again.
"She's here. Somewhere." His body tensed. She was here. But why is she hiding? She would never do that. He stumbled forward further into the clearing, the flames casting a bright glow around them. Something to his right glittered in the faint light and he moved towods it. He stopped dead and fell to his knees. There, in front of him, laid her Wand. His throat tightened as he starred at it. He knew she would never leave it unguarded. She had explained to him about the importance of the wand. It used to belong to the Queen of the Moon, her mother. Grabbing it in his hands, hif finger pulling up the dirt with it, he stood abruptly and turned around madly in a cirlcle.
"SAILOR MOON!!!" He shouted, startling the three of them making them all stare in him. Mar's eyes drifted down into the wand. Her eyes widened. She tried to move forward toward him but her legs failed and she fell to the ground. She looked at him for help but he ignored her, stinging her deep. He called out again and again as he walked, almost ran around the clearing. His feet stopped dead as he got back to where he was at the beginning. His eys scanned the darkness frantically, his voice hoarse from the shouting, still whispered her name over and over again. He saw, to the left, a low shrub that was badly dented. He saw it before but ignored it but as he starred at it now he saw what he didn't before. A strand of blode hair. He ran to the bush and fell next to it, his mask falling from his face as he starred down at her body. Her arm was bent out of veiw behind her back, the bone snapped out of the skin. Her bodice, once white and as pure as her soul was now coated in a dark brown and red colour. His hand hovered above her body, as his eyes starred at the gapping wound at her neck. The bone of her colar glistened through the blood still leaking, slowly, from it. The skin flapped uselessly to one side of it, torn into shreds. His eyes, lastly looked into her face.
Her eyes were closed. Her lips in a slight tilt, almost a smile if you looked long enough. She looked.... peaceful. His hands grabbed into her and pulled her into his arms, falling back his legs out in front of him as he arms shuck her body. His heart beat furiously. Her body moved limply. It felt too soft, no strength in her muscles. He muttered her name over and over again. Dimly he heard the thud of someone falling next to him, but he didn't care. The only person he truly let himself love was laying limp in his arm. Lifeless. He moved his head down and captured her lips, whispering.
"Please, Sailor Moon. Don't go, Don't leave me alone." He starred into her eyes, waiting for something. Her lips still pressed together in her smile. He pulled her tighter to her body as he trembled, tears flowing freely from his eyes as he squeezed them shut, wishing, hoping this wasn't real. He heard the sobs of the person next to him. He gathered his breath in and screamed with all his might, all his sorrow.... All his love.....
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