Warnings: Mild swearing, OOCness, single character centered. Read (you might enjoy it) or scroll to the end if you can't keep your panties on. :P

Okay, I have no idea where I'm going with this. It was around 4 in the morning and it popped into my head like how most ideas do, right? Anyways, this is very multi-aniverse if I do continue it, but this is basically a teaser. I have a little bit of the next chapter typed out, but it's kindda just...lost. o_o So, um, if you like this fic and want me to continue, drop me a line and maybe some suggestions. ^_^;; I like getting e-mail.

Also, pardon me for grammar or spelling. Usually, I'm a pretty good speller, but grammar... well, let's just say, sometimes, the more I look at sentences, the less coherent they become. ^_^;;

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. Please don't sue.

Fear Me (for lack of a better title)

Somehow, I had gotten onto the shitlists of some very important people; so important, in fact, that I didn't even know what half of them did.

That's why I ran.

I have been nearly my entire life. I had been bumped from relative to relative in hopes of keeping me and my uncanny magical abilities out of sight and out of trouble. From the stories I've been told, things as well as people have been after me since the moment I was born. Most of them wanted to kidnap me and raise me in hopes of using my powers for their benefit (which was usually world domination, and hell if I was ever going to let them do that). Others wanted me kill me, and still others wanted to kill me and eat me.

Something about my bones. Maybe I had a higher calcium content. Who knows?

Why couldn't I just blow them all away if I'm so powerful?

One of my guardians had said it would, and I quote, "violate the quintessential equilibrium of the esoteric and unfathomable consolidation of the megacosm and megacosms around us." For stupid people like me, that pretty much means I'm like the knot of wool in an expensive cashmere sweater. If I am strained and pulled too much, the knot comes apart and the sweater (that had cost an entire ass to pay for) pretty much turns into rags. I'm not allowed to emit enormous expenditures of power. Hell, I'm not even allowed to emit power at all. Apparently, power adds up, and if the water ever spills from the glass, this world and hundreds of thousands of others are going to Hell.

That being the case, I had to seek the pricey help of certain people. In my endless endeavors to stay alive, I had become ensnared in many lives--lives that I had hoped to never touch. But Fate and Destiny are not so kind to neither them or me.

It's really hard being a girl this age. I should be some rebellious, stuck up teenager, screaming at parents, TP'ing the school, getting a boyfriend, then kicking his ass, publicly humiliating him, and implanting diseases (my favorite is venereal) for cheating.

But no.

Instead, I'm ruining the lives of all those around me. I've fallen in love with all the people who have tried to help me and even some who were out for blood. Alas, what is a poor schoolgirl to do?

Who am I, you ask?

I am Usagi Tsukino.

Fear me.

End.