PhantasyDreamer: Hey there!! I'm back again with a new story. I shouldn't be starting a new one right now but I can't help myself. Please read and review. If there are errors please ignore them I'm not in the mood to check for errors.

I don't own Sailor Moon at all only the plot of this story. Enjoy!!

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All That I Need is Love

Summary: Serena is at the end of her ropes. Her life has turned upside down and now she's about ready to give up. It's so bad that she seeks to do the unthinkable. What happens when she finds love in a place and someone she never expected?

Chapter 1: The Decision

"Get out!!" a loud shout could be heard throughout the dark alleyway.

A young girl could be seen perched up against a large green dumpster. She immediately made her way to her feet while dusting off her pathetic excuse for clothing. Slowly she trotted down the dark alleyway heading to no where in particular.

'Where am I going?' she thought adjusting her small hand bag strap on her shoulder, 'I have no place to go. No where to sleep. I just lost my apartment. What am I going to do?'

She took another sip of the liquor she had in her grasp and continued down the path. The bitter liquid slid down her throat leaving a horrid taste in her mouth and causing her to jerk her head back and then forward. She spit a bit and stopped by a wall using her hand to steady herself. Her long blond hair that trailed to her mid-back stuck to her neck and face. Wiping her face a bit she sighed at the mascara stains that scared her arm. She was a wreck but for some reason she didn't really care anymore.

After a few more minutes she walked further out of the alley and into a large park where her skimpy material could be seen properly through the moonlight. She wore a red spaghetti strap shirt, a mini black skirt with fishnet stockings and knee length leather boots. She held her shoulders tightly as if to shield herself from the cold. Tears could be seen trailing down her cheeks and chin as she sniffed back a bit however the cold weather wasn't making it any better. Much less she wasn't dressed appropriate to fit the weather conditions. Her blue eyes gazed at her surroundings. There were park benches everywhere and a plain field with trees was to the left where many parents would carry their kids to play on the swings and jungle gyms.

Biting her lip harshly she slowly made her way to a park bench. Her life had been one trial after the other ever since her existence on earth. She cursed herself for being so weak and tried her best to fight off the urge of crying yet again. She could only think of how bad it felt to be alone in this world with no one to care about. Stranded, neglected, depressed and alone, only a few words could explain the desperation and isolation she felt from the world. Did no one care for her? Would she always remain alone? Everyone she cared about and loved was dead.

"My life is over." she spoke distastefully as she gazed at the scenery, taking a seat on the park bench.

It was quiet and dark and she could remember a time when her life was lively and happy. A life that was better than this one, the life of a prostitute.

FLASHBACK

"Serena!!" came a loud yell from downstairs, the young blond peeped her head over the stairs balcony railing, "You're Dad and I are going out."

"Okay." she sighed closing her bedroom door and then rushing down the stairs towards her mother.

"Please Serena, take care of your brother." the blue haired woman stated while giving her 14 year old daughter a kiss on the cheek before heading out the door.

The young girl nodded while taking a quick glance over her shoulder at her brother who was watching TV and then she turned back to her mother. She stood by the door and watched as her mother entered the car with her father who waved to her, "See you when we get back!!"

Her mother screamed at her two children with a wide smile on her face. Closing the door behind her, she made her way towards her 12 year old brother who was now sitting on the couch. He had short flaky brown hair and dark brown eyes that stared curiously at her.

"Sammy, it's a school night." she muttered turning off the television, the bright light disappearing immediately from in front of him, "That's enough television."

"Awww man, I was watching that." he whined getting to his feet in anger.

She glared at him sternly and he did the same.

"You're not the boss of me Serena!!!" he yelled angrily and then without warning he rushed towards the kitchen to get something to eat.

The blond girl huffed placing her hands on her hips in anger.

'That's what I get for being the responsible sister.' she thought bitterly rushing to her bedroom to finish her homework.

She was an honor student much to everyone's surprise. In times gone by she used to relax with her friends and not study at all, always spending her time at the arcade and sleeping in class. Later on, she began to get more serious with her work, studying harder and doing great on her tests thus becoming an honor student. The young blond made her way back downstairs after a few hours of studying. It was now twelve o'clock midnight and her parents had not reached back as yet. She peeped out the window of the dark room silently hoping to see at least one glimpse of her parents but no one came up the driveway.

Slowly she walked over to her sleeping brother who was curled up in a ball. Placing a blanket over him she sighed. Something just didn't feel right besides her parents going out tonight it wasn't like them to not call when they were going to be late coming home.

Taking a seat by the window sill she stared out the window, worry lingering on her face. Were they really alright? She could just hope with all her might that they were alright. Serena leaned her head slightly on the glass window and before long drifted off into a peaceful slumber. Sometime early the next morning she found out that her parents had been in a tragic car accident leaving them both dead.

END FLASHBACK

"I miss them so badly." she whispered burying her head in her knees.

She sniffed loudly while shivering ever so violently. No one could hear her crying out her pain in the distance to her knowledge she was alone, all alone. She took a quick gulp of the remaining liquor and broke the bottle on the bench. The sharp particulars could be seen scattered on the concrete ground as the young girl gazed at it dully as if thinking over the matter seriously. Was she really going to do this? Was she never going to have any joy in her life again?

In a quick motion she took the broken bottle and slashed it across her right wrist. She winched terrible in pain, biting her tongue as if to command her body to not give in to the pain. Blood seeped immediately out of her wrist and she stared at it immensely. This was her usual routine. Every time she was finished with her job that made her sick to her stomach she would slash her wrist. It was the only possible way in her mind that could help her deal with the emptiness she was feeling. She held her hand out for a while just looking at it.

'Here comes the other one.' she thought taking the bottle into her bloody right hand.

She repeated the process slashing her left hand in a quick motion. However, this time she cut herself too deep. She winched again but an agonizing scream followed. Falling to the floor she cuddled into ball rocking herself a bit while tears traveled from her face to the pavement. She breathed heavily trying her best to take in as much air as possible. Whimpering loudly in pain, hysterical gasping could be heard in the distance.

'What did I do wrong?' she asked herself, after the pain had died a bit, 'Why did my parents have to leave me? Was I such a bad child that they had to be killed and leave me alone?'

She took a deep breath still lying in a small puddle of blood, her blond hair spread vibrantly across the concrete floor. Her skin was pale and her lips chapped from the cold weather. Nothing could make her feel better or no one. This was the road she had taken and the life she had chosen. Nothing or no one could make it better for her. Straining she ushered herself upwards into a sitting position. A soft droplet hit her shoulder and she quickly looked up to the sky. The white moon was shining brightly above illuminating the air and causing a calm feeling to dwell on the girl staring at it. As soon as she was contented with the sight before her a dark black cloud slowly began to cover the bright moon. Without warning a few more droplets fell and instantly the rain began to pour heavily on her drenching her body entirely. Her skimpy outfit stuck to her body like a second skin while she sat absentmindedly in the rain.

Slowly her pale hands moved towards her black purse that was lying on the bench. She took out a small pocket knife out of her purse and held it firmly in her grasp. Staggering lightly she slowly made her way to her feet, still breathing heavily. Her cerulean eyes were dull as she gazed silently at the knife in her hand. The heavy rain rolled off of it quickly and she could she the icy blade cling its reflection from the sole street lamp that stood only a few feet away. She licked her lip while placing both hands around the handle of the knife. Just as she was about to plunge the knife into her stomach she heard a voice in her head call out to her.

'STOP!!!!'

Her eyes shot up and looked around immediately wondering who could have possibility said that.

'I must be going crazy.' she thought gripping the knife tightly and holding it close to her bosom.

'STOP!!!! Don't do it!! It's not worth it!' the voice came again.

'What?' she thought realizing that it was none other than her good conscience that was talking to her.

'Don't do it you're worth more than that.'

'I have no choice. It's the only way.' the blond bit her lip, looking at her bloody hand.

//Do it!! You're pathetic. You're a loser.// another voice rang frightening her with its rage, //You have nothing else more to live for. Just do it. KILL YOURSELF!!!///

'No!! Trust me there's more to life. There is another way.'

'I…' she thought tears streaming down her face.

//DO IT NOW!!//

'Don't do it!!'

//You got to do it. Don't you see no one loves you.// her bad conscience chuckled making her gasp//If they did, would they have left you?//

The thought struck her hard. If her parents did love her they would not have left her, nor would they have gotten into that accident. Crying she could hear the thoughts going back and forth, one trying to convince her of doing this and another telling her not to. She placed her hands to the side of her face feeling the place spin around her.

//DO IT!!!//

'Don't do it!!'

//DO IT!!!//

'Don't do it!!'

"ENOUGH!!" she yelled desperately, bowing her head low letting her bangs hit her forehead, "You're right, I'll do it."

She held the knife tightly in her grasp, "If there is anyone out there!! Anyone…anyone who can help me…SAY SOMETHING!!!"

She cried desperately listening for someone to come and tell her that there was more to her life than the road she was living. Surely someone care about her enough to stop her. Her eyes search through the darkness and she could see few people walking on the sidewalk a few meters away. But unfortunately no one came or bothered to even look in her direction.

'This is it.' she bit her lip harshly holding the knife in her grasp once again and positioning it upwards getting ready to strike herself in the stomach, 'It's better than living this empty life.'

In taking a deep breath she lifted the knife and pulled it downwards heading towards her stomach.

"HEY!!! What are you doing?" came a strong voice, startling her immediately.

Without noticing what she was doing she slid the knife slightly to her left slightly bruising her side in the process and instantly dropping the knife to the floor. A loud clinging noise could be heard as she turned her attention up to the person whom had startled her.

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Well that's it for the first chapter!! Let me know what you think. I know I've stain Serena's character a bit making her a prostitute but its all for a reason. Next chapter I'll explain but in the meantime, please leave a review and let me know what you think. Lata!

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