Sailor Moon
"Into the Past. One's Fight Against Darkness"
By: NeoMoon
Light turns to darkness, day to night, she gasps for
air, as it turns thin. The sound of metal hitting
violently fill the air, sparks fly around her. She
moves back afraid of her surroundings, her flesh
prickly, afraid of the place that she has come to.
Lighting, red, blood red, yet known, she knows this,
and looks deep into the blackness. A wave of red,
playing on the black horizon she gasps, reaching to
it, wanting it, no not desire, something else,
something more primal. She looks away, the sound of
battling metal stronger, closer.
Running away, she doesn't know why, she just is, as
black turned to white, and sounds of the battling
metal vanished. She was alone and afraid, in a world
unlike her own, unwelcome in hers, fighting for its
freedom here, in this time, in this primitive world
that would evolve into hers.
She was the princess of the royal family, young as she
may have appeared, yet hiding a deep maturity that
would ever be her strong suite. She was the
princess, the daughter of the Queen, daughter to the
King, yet she only felt that in name, and as blackness
once more entered into her, she knew it would ever be
only in name. She battled that darkness, battled the
feeling it brought, it was not her, it was not who she
wanted to be. The woman, beautiful as she may have
been, inside was a monster of unknown darkness. That
was not her, she screamed in pain as she fought
against the raging monster.
Wind heavy, cold, she walked through a blue haze,
knowing full well the artist in her used this to
represent her mind. She walked ever colder, ever more
foreboding into a place destroyed by battle, a place
she had only ever seen in fiery stories of her
mother's design, what she saw was the wreckage of the
Kingdom of the Moon. She stepped through the
destroyed wasteland, which she could imagine once held
great beauty.
A woman, tall slender, stood her back turned to the
small girl, looking up into a fading atmosphere at a
blue star, at the earth.
"Excuse me." The girl called, noticing the woman wore
the same dress as her mother.
She did not turn but spoke. "It is all for naught."
Her voice was sad, and heavy with the labor of a dying
woman. "I can not save you, but I know you shall be
saved. The woman turned, her face was pale, like that
of the full moon's, her hair of the purest silver, and
at that moment at that realization, the girl bowed,
knowing that she was before the greatest of all the
moon's children, she stood before Serenity.
"My child," she began trying to laugh. "You need not
bow before me." She lowered her hand, and the girl
looked up at it, seeing that it too was pale and
almost transparent.
"My Queen, what is it that."
The Queen placed a finger to her mouth and the small
girl stopped a deep red filling her young full checks.
"It is the curse of the silver crystal." She spoke
simply yet still failing to mask the pain that
consumed her body. "This was the final battle." She
waved her hand across the land, as stones lifted from
the ground replacing themselves in their original
fixtures. "This is the story of what has happened and
what will become." Skeletons, warriors and commoners
dead for so long rose, muscle and tissue blood and
skin reforming and flowing once more on their bodies.
"My daughter has forgotten the past." Air spread
around her, as ships and soldiers ran backwards, into
the ships away from the land, disappearing into the
void. "My darling Granddaughter this is a history
listen. And I am your teacher." Light flooded the
horizon, the blue star, the earth became faint, a
small almost nonexistent object in the sky.
Pain filling her, calling her, pulling her. Him, he
was calling to her, no not her, the other her. She
closed her eyes, the pain growing, she fought it
fought what it showed her, screaming agony.
Everything twisted all reality nothing but a whirlpool
of emotion she screamed again, her eyes bursting open.
Blackness, pitch-blackness, everywhere, or nowhere,
it was all in how you looked at it. She screamed in
hate and rage, and fear. She was alone again, was
that place, that woman only a dream, was it only
another torment created by the dark one to sway every
fiber of her being to him?
Once more she found herself walking, then running,
dark turning to light then back again, a never ending
strobe effect causing her mind to go numb, she feel
she was tired, tears streaming down her face. They
abandoned her, let her wonder alone into the cloaked
man's trap. She felt the pain raising once more and
tried to move to run away, hoping praying that it
would not follow her, but she could not stand, and so
she lay limp waiting, the pain growing in her, rising
steadily up her body, sending weird sensations through
her, like waves of pleasure and pain, she screamed as
the pain increase, slamming at her head, grabbing at
nonexistent things, and through it all came a voice, a
lighthouse in the midst of a storm.
"Be calm, do not give in to his evil. My darling
granddaughter you are stronger then he who threatens
us."
She screamed again the pain become unbearable.
"Listen my sweet little girl, you can not give up, not
yet."
She was back, the blue star shone over head, as night
had falling on this, a land buried in past and legend.
The Queen once more stood before her. Her look was
grave, she was pale, much more so then before, here
face was strained like that of a woman giving birth,
she tried to smile at the young girl but failed. My
time is sort, please come with me, know of the past
and never forget it."
She walked through the streets, people passing
happily, out and about on their daily ways. The small
girl looked at them and felt pity consume her heart,
for they knew nothing of what was to become of them
and their world.
The Queen turned looking at the young girl, ignoring
her own pain, ignoring, the agony that was caused by
using the silver crystal. She noticed a tear fall
from the young child's face, and wiped it from her
check. "Do not fear child, for this is only in your
mind."
The girl looked at the Queen, looked into her strained
deep eyes. And she nodded simply, any questions she
had had vanished from her mind as she saw the peace
that still played in the dying queen's eyes. She
turned, feeling said that the Queen would dye, she was
no mind image, no illusion, she was real, and the girl
could not battle the pain that gave her, as she looked
out into the deep ivory white color of the palace that
spread forever across the horizon. She gaped in awe,
for it was far grander then the palace of Crystal
Tokyo.
Pain, blackens, light, to dark, night to day. She
grabbed her head screaming in pain as everything
twirled around her leaving her once more with a void.
"She screamed, falling to her knees grabbing her head,
feeling the pressure grow, feeling as if it would
explode at any moment, and as it had began it had
stopped.
Still darkness, steadily turning to light, night to
day with no stars no heavenly bodies, nothing. She
rose, slowly, pain rushing into her mind, images of
warped reality playing before her, and more and more
she wanted to believe them, believe in, and trust in
the simple answer it allowed her.
She was only small, a child, she had not awakened, she
was old but in years only, not in mind. Why had they
sent her, couldn't they have done to her what they did
to her mother. She grabbed her head, the pain
increasing becoming more and more dominate. She
screamed in agony as images bombarded her mind,
forcing there way into truths, she had to fight, had
to fight him. Had to fight . . .
Soft, feathery almost like a cloud, she could feel the
smile washing over her face, as warm sunlight kissed
it.
"All a dream." She whispered opening her eyes, seeing
a fuzzy shape looking back at her. "All just a
fabulous nightmare . . . You!"
She jumped from the bed, the pain gone looking at the
woman who obviously saved her, looking once more at
her look dead grandmother, the Queen of the Moon.
"You passed out." She said painfully, the small girl
noticed the trickle of blood coming from her nose as
she continued. "I brought you here for your own
safety." She stood slowly, painfully, the weight of
death resting on her shoulders. "Tonight's the ball."
she looked away, out into courtyard. "It will be the
last this world shall see." She walked slowly to the
door, almost falling twice. The small girl was
overcome
by the treatment that this woman was given her in
spite
of her own problems. The door opened slowly, and the
Queen disappeared through it.
"I wait in darkness." Whispered a voice in the young
child's mind. She turned her head surveying the room
as it slowly melted away, leaving her, stranded in a
black mist.
"Why do you run?" It whispered, but outside this
time.
"Why do you hide?" She could she him moving, circling
around her. There was a faint sense in her mind that
he was laughing at her.
"What do want?" She screamed, walking backward,
trying,
hoping to avoid him, as he stopped circling her and
began to move forward.
"I want my lady in black." He said smoothly, almost
passionately. "I love you. I am the only one who
has ever loved you."
"No, no your wrong!" She screamed feeling the tears
that were streaming down her face. "My mommy, and my
daddy loves me. Usagi, and Mamo-Chan and all my
friends
love me!"
He laughed, a chill running down her spine, as she
heard
His cold laughter. "Oh, is that true my lovely Black
Lady?"
Images filled her mind, images of a birthday have
forgotten.
She could remember how lonely she felt, her parents
had gone
on to a summit with the outer planets, and she felt
so alone.
"Stop it!" She screamed, as a sensation filled her,
traveling up through her change her. She looked down
at
herself seeing black silk circling around her. A
smile
crossed her face for a second, the thought of revenge
running wild in her mind. Then as though waiting, a
white light shot from her covering her repelling the
black silk, which she wanted so bad to be wrapped in.
She could hear him laugh coldly as the darkness
Disappeared, leaving her standing just inside of a
Window, watching over two people, whom she recognized.
"My, love." Said the man. "I fear that I have
troubling
news."
"Can you not make it to the ball?" She asked
innocently.
"I fear, that it is more pressing then that my love."
He looked down at the grounding, looking as if he
wasn't
Sure that she should know. "As we speak there is a
rebellion
From the Earth coming here, coming to over throw the
Moon.
Serenity, I have chosen to stay here and fight with
your
Kingdom."
Soldier's had come, just as his love was about to
speak to him,
And in fear he ran.
His love looked after him as he ran, holding her
chest, and
Wearing a worried look on her goddess like face.
The young girl turned away from the window, crying.
She had
never known of their lives in the Silver Millia, and
to see,
to be witness to there final hours was something that
touched
the deepest area of her heart.
She turned, and once more was greeted by darkness, and
him.
"Why do you resist me?" He asked, his voice hiding a
deep
anger. "You came looking for me! I found you, I
found you
searching, lost afraid with nowhere to go, with no one
to
trust." He stopped, extending a cloaked hand, toward
her.
"I comforted you, offered you the power to take back
what
they took from you."
"I don't care!" She screamed.
"How dare you!" He screamed, a dark wave of light
shooting
from his hand.
She feel back, landing hard on her back. She could
feel
The paralyzing pain of his continuing attack, pressing
Down on her, trying to force her into the ground.
"You will be mining!" He screamed pressing his hand
out further.
And as before the bright white light covered her,
freeing
her from something that was strangely becoming more
and
more pleasurable. And as she found herself in a
massive
ballroom, surrounded by people. She felt almost sad.
She saw them through the crowd, the two that would one
day becoming her parents. She smiled as they danced,
happily, they had no other care, and the room seemed
to move around them, they were the center of it all.
Then it happened, alarms bellowed throughout the
halls,
and two cats that she had come to know raced into the
ballroom yelling that everyone who could should help,
that the Dark Kingdom had come. She could feel her
body tremble at these words, for she knew from her
lessons the evil that that kingdom of darkness had
caused.
"This is becoming tiresome girl!" He screamed as
the ballroom melted away from her, leaving her
once more in darkness. "Why do just not accept
that I own you!" He was standing over her,
towering over her, his bony finger pointing down
at her. She could feel once more the black silk
wrapping around her small frame changing it, sending
sensations of pleasure and pain through her body.
"Stop it!" She forced herself to scream
half-heartedly.
He laughed, and his laugh came to her wrapping around
her filling her with more pleasure.
"Stop it!" She screamed again, half hoping that he
would not. But it did and she found herself witness
to her parents own death.
They floated lifeless in the air, a woman draped
In shadow, floating over them laughing madly.
"No," she breathed, tears coming out of her eyes.
"No, not like this."
There were flashes of light. A war was taking place
around her, she couldn't control the tears that
rolled down her checks as she watched he parents
floating lifelessly in the air of a dying world.
She felt a hand grasp her shoulder, she looked up
through
Her tears finding a deathly pale Queen Serenity
staring
down at her.
"It was tragic. I could feel my heart being ripped
from me as I saw them." She stopped, her face curling
up as she tried and failed to hold back her tears.
"Floating helpless, dead, or dying. I was never
allowed
the chance to find out how they died. Oh by the All
Mother
I wish I could of knowing." She turned looking, then
spoke
again. "Look over there, this is it child."
The small girl turned her head, thanking that she had
to
no longer look at the one's that would one day become
her
parents. Her head shot back to the Queen, her mouth
ajar.
"You're, you're over there." She whispered amazed.
"Yes, yes I am." Whispered the Queen, struggling to
keep her voice, as it wavered like a small wind.
The other Queen the, one standing in the rubble of
a once great kingdom, and in an insist all was gone,
save the two Queens and the small girl.
The second queen stood and looked up at the Earth,
Shaking her head, her hands clasped in prayer.
"Please, take this with you." Whispered the queen,
her voice, lower, more forced then it had ever
been. "Take care."
Laughter, cold, hard, malevolent. She looked up
He was standing over her again, and she could
sense his triumph as the black silk circled
around her once more, as the pleasurable pain
took over her body. She let out a gasp of
pleasure, as her body changed, and her mind
cleared.
There was laughter, in the air, cold, hard, and
Malevolent. But it was not the laugh of a man.
"Welcome, my 'Black Lady'."
The End.
If anyone was trying to figure out this story,
Don't worry 'cause so's the auther. I wrote
This one, as it came, and really mixed two stories
I've been wanting two write. So I hope that either
You've enjoyed it, or are just like "What the @#$%
Was that." Either way please e-mail me to tell me
What you thought. I can be reached at:
neomoon@yahoo.com. Thanks for reading.
"Into the Past. One's Fight Against Darkness"
By: NeoMoon
Light turns to darkness, day to night, she gasps for
air, as it turns thin. The sound of metal hitting
violently fill the air, sparks fly around her. She
moves back afraid of her surroundings, her flesh
prickly, afraid of the place that she has come to.
Lighting, red, blood red, yet known, she knows this,
and looks deep into the blackness. A wave of red,
playing on the black horizon she gasps, reaching to
it, wanting it, no not desire, something else,
something more primal. She looks away, the sound of
battling metal stronger, closer.
Running away, she doesn't know why, she just is, as
black turned to white, and sounds of the battling
metal vanished. She was alone and afraid, in a world
unlike her own, unwelcome in hers, fighting for its
freedom here, in this time, in this primitive world
that would evolve into hers.
She was the princess of the royal family, young as she
may have appeared, yet hiding a deep maturity that
would ever be her strong suite. She was the
princess, the daughter of the Queen, daughter to the
King, yet she only felt that in name, and as blackness
once more entered into her, she knew it would ever be
only in name. She battled that darkness, battled the
feeling it brought, it was not her, it was not who she
wanted to be. The woman, beautiful as she may have
been, inside was a monster of unknown darkness. That
was not her, she screamed in pain as she fought
against the raging monster.
Wind heavy, cold, she walked through a blue haze,
knowing full well the artist in her used this to
represent her mind. She walked ever colder, ever more
foreboding into a place destroyed by battle, a place
she had only ever seen in fiery stories of her
mother's design, what she saw was the wreckage of the
Kingdom of the Moon. She stepped through the
destroyed wasteland, which she could imagine once held
great beauty.
A woman, tall slender, stood her back turned to the
small girl, looking up into a fading atmosphere at a
blue star, at the earth.
"Excuse me." The girl called, noticing the woman wore
the same dress as her mother.
She did not turn but spoke. "It is all for naught."
Her voice was sad, and heavy with the labor of a dying
woman. "I can not save you, but I know you shall be
saved. The woman turned, her face was pale, like that
of the full moon's, her hair of the purest silver, and
at that moment at that realization, the girl bowed,
knowing that she was before the greatest of all the
moon's children, she stood before Serenity.
"My child," she began trying to laugh. "You need not
bow before me." She lowered her hand, and the girl
looked up at it, seeing that it too was pale and
almost transparent.
"My Queen, what is it that."
The Queen placed a finger to her mouth and the small
girl stopped a deep red filling her young full checks.
"It is the curse of the silver crystal." She spoke
simply yet still failing to mask the pain that
consumed her body. "This was the final battle." She
waved her hand across the land, as stones lifted from
the ground replacing themselves in their original
fixtures. "This is the story of what has happened and
what will become." Skeletons, warriors and commoners
dead for so long rose, muscle and tissue blood and
skin reforming and flowing once more on their bodies.
"My daughter has forgotten the past." Air spread
around her, as ships and soldiers ran backwards, into
the ships away from the land, disappearing into the
void. "My darling Granddaughter this is a history
listen. And I am your teacher." Light flooded the
horizon, the blue star, the earth became faint, a
small almost nonexistent object in the sky.
Pain filling her, calling her, pulling her. Him, he
was calling to her, no not her, the other her. She
closed her eyes, the pain growing, she fought it
fought what it showed her, screaming agony.
Everything twisted all reality nothing but a whirlpool
of emotion she screamed again, her eyes bursting open.
Blackness, pitch-blackness, everywhere, or nowhere,
it was all in how you looked at it. She screamed in
hate and rage, and fear. She was alone again, was
that place, that woman only a dream, was it only
another torment created by the dark one to sway every
fiber of her being to him?
Once more she found herself walking, then running,
dark turning to light then back again, a never ending
strobe effect causing her mind to go numb, she feel
she was tired, tears streaming down her face. They
abandoned her, let her wonder alone into the cloaked
man's trap. She felt the pain raising once more and
tried to move to run away, hoping praying that it
would not follow her, but she could not stand, and so
she lay limp waiting, the pain growing in her, rising
steadily up her body, sending weird sensations through
her, like waves of pleasure and pain, she screamed as
the pain increase, slamming at her head, grabbing at
nonexistent things, and through it all came a voice, a
lighthouse in the midst of a storm.
"Be calm, do not give in to his evil. My darling
granddaughter you are stronger then he who threatens
us."
She screamed again the pain become unbearable.
"Listen my sweet little girl, you can not give up, not
yet."
She was back, the blue star shone over head, as night
had falling on this, a land buried in past and legend.
The Queen once more stood before her. Her look was
grave, she was pale, much more so then before, here
face was strained like that of a woman giving birth,
she tried to smile at the young girl but failed. My
time is sort, please come with me, know of the past
and never forget it."
She walked through the streets, people passing
happily, out and about on their daily ways. The small
girl looked at them and felt pity consume her heart,
for they knew nothing of what was to become of them
and their world.
The Queen turned looking at the young girl, ignoring
her own pain, ignoring, the agony that was caused by
using the silver crystal. She noticed a tear fall
from the young child's face, and wiped it from her
check. "Do not fear child, for this is only in your
mind."
The girl looked at the Queen, looked into her strained
deep eyes. And she nodded simply, any questions she
had had vanished from her mind as she saw the peace
that still played in the dying queen's eyes. She
turned, feeling said that the Queen would dye, she was
no mind image, no illusion, she was real, and the girl
could not battle the pain that gave her, as she looked
out into the deep ivory white color of the palace that
spread forever across the horizon. She gaped in awe,
for it was far grander then the palace of Crystal
Tokyo.
Pain, blackens, light, to dark, night to day. She
grabbed her head screaming in pain as everything
twirled around her leaving her once more with a void.
"She screamed, falling to her knees grabbing her head,
feeling the pressure grow, feeling as if it would
explode at any moment, and as it had began it had
stopped.
Still darkness, steadily turning to light, night to
day with no stars no heavenly bodies, nothing. She
rose, slowly, pain rushing into her mind, images of
warped reality playing before her, and more and more
she wanted to believe them, believe in, and trust in
the simple answer it allowed her.
She was only small, a child, she had not awakened, she
was old but in years only, not in mind. Why had they
sent her, couldn't they have done to her what they did
to her mother. She grabbed her head, the pain
increasing becoming more and more dominate. She
screamed in agony as images bombarded her mind,
forcing there way into truths, she had to fight, had
to fight him. Had to fight . . .
Soft, feathery almost like a cloud, she could feel the
smile washing over her face, as warm sunlight kissed
it.
"All a dream." She whispered opening her eyes, seeing
a fuzzy shape looking back at her. "All just a
fabulous nightmare . . . You!"
She jumped from the bed, the pain gone looking at the
woman who obviously saved her, looking once more at
her look dead grandmother, the Queen of the Moon.
"You passed out." She said painfully, the small girl
noticed the trickle of blood coming from her nose as
she continued. "I brought you here for your own
safety." She stood slowly, painfully, the weight of
death resting on her shoulders. "Tonight's the ball."
she looked away, out into courtyard. "It will be the
last this world shall see." She walked slowly to the
door, almost falling twice. The small girl was
overcome
by the treatment that this woman was given her in
spite
of her own problems. The door opened slowly, and the
Queen disappeared through it.
"I wait in darkness." Whispered a voice in the young
child's mind. She turned her head surveying the room
as it slowly melted away, leaving her, stranded in a
black mist.
"Why do you run?" It whispered, but outside this
time.
"Why do you hide?" She could she him moving, circling
around her. There was a faint sense in her mind that
he was laughing at her.
"What do want?" She screamed, walking backward,
trying,
hoping to avoid him, as he stopped circling her and
began to move forward.
"I want my lady in black." He said smoothly, almost
passionately. "I love you. I am the only one who
has ever loved you."
"No, no your wrong!" She screamed feeling the tears
that were streaming down her face. "My mommy, and my
daddy loves me. Usagi, and Mamo-Chan and all my
friends
love me!"
He laughed, a chill running down her spine, as she
heard
His cold laughter. "Oh, is that true my lovely Black
Lady?"
Images filled her mind, images of a birthday have
forgotten.
She could remember how lonely she felt, her parents
had gone
on to a summit with the outer planets, and she felt
so alone.
"Stop it!" She screamed, as a sensation filled her,
traveling up through her change her. She looked down
at
herself seeing black silk circling around her. A
smile
crossed her face for a second, the thought of revenge
running wild in her mind. Then as though waiting, a
white light shot from her covering her repelling the
black silk, which she wanted so bad to be wrapped in.
She could hear him laugh coldly as the darkness
Disappeared, leaving her standing just inside of a
Window, watching over two people, whom she recognized.
"My, love." Said the man. "I fear that I have
troubling
news."
"Can you not make it to the ball?" She asked
innocently.
"I fear, that it is more pressing then that my love."
He looked down at the grounding, looking as if he
wasn't
Sure that she should know. "As we speak there is a
rebellion
From the Earth coming here, coming to over throw the
Moon.
Serenity, I have chosen to stay here and fight with
your
Kingdom."
Soldier's had come, just as his love was about to
speak to him,
And in fear he ran.
His love looked after him as he ran, holding her
chest, and
Wearing a worried look on her goddess like face.
The young girl turned away from the window, crying.
She had
never known of their lives in the Silver Millia, and
to see,
to be witness to there final hours was something that
touched
the deepest area of her heart.
She turned, and once more was greeted by darkness, and
him.
"Why do you resist me?" He asked, his voice hiding a
deep
anger. "You came looking for me! I found you, I
found you
searching, lost afraid with nowhere to go, with no one
to
trust." He stopped, extending a cloaked hand, toward
her.
"I comforted you, offered you the power to take back
what
they took from you."
"I don't care!" She screamed.
"How dare you!" He screamed, a dark wave of light
shooting
from his hand.
She feel back, landing hard on her back. She could
feel
The paralyzing pain of his continuing attack, pressing
Down on her, trying to force her into the ground.
"You will be mining!" He screamed pressing his hand
out further.
And as before the bright white light covered her,
freeing
her from something that was strangely becoming more
and
more pleasurable. And as she found herself in a
massive
ballroom, surrounded by people. She felt almost sad.
She saw them through the crowd, the two that would one
day becoming her parents. She smiled as they danced,
happily, they had no other care, and the room seemed
to move around them, they were the center of it all.
Then it happened, alarms bellowed throughout the
halls,
and two cats that she had come to know raced into the
ballroom yelling that everyone who could should help,
that the Dark Kingdom had come. She could feel her
body tremble at these words, for she knew from her
lessons the evil that that kingdom of darkness had
caused.
"This is becoming tiresome girl!" He screamed as
the ballroom melted away from her, leaving her
once more in darkness. "Why do just not accept
that I own you!" He was standing over her,
towering over her, his bony finger pointing down
at her. She could feel once more the black silk
wrapping around her small frame changing it, sending
sensations of pleasure and pain through her body.
"Stop it!" She forced herself to scream
half-heartedly.
He laughed, and his laugh came to her wrapping around
her filling her with more pleasure.
"Stop it!" She screamed again, half hoping that he
would not. But it did and she found herself witness
to her parents own death.
They floated lifeless in the air, a woman draped
In shadow, floating over them laughing madly.
"No," she breathed, tears coming out of her eyes.
"No, not like this."
There were flashes of light. A war was taking place
around her, she couldn't control the tears that
rolled down her checks as she watched he parents
floating lifelessly in the air of a dying world.
She felt a hand grasp her shoulder, she looked up
through
Her tears finding a deathly pale Queen Serenity
staring
down at her.
"It was tragic. I could feel my heart being ripped
from me as I saw them." She stopped, her face curling
up as she tried and failed to hold back her tears.
"Floating helpless, dead, or dying. I was never
allowed
the chance to find out how they died. Oh by the All
Mother
I wish I could of knowing." She turned looking, then
spoke
again. "Look over there, this is it child."
The small girl turned her head, thanking that she had
to
no longer look at the one's that would one day become
her
parents. Her head shot back to the Queen, her mouth
ajar.
"You're, you're over there." She whispered amazed.
"Yes, yes I am." Whispered the Queen, struggling to
keep her voice, as it wavered like a small wind.
The other Queen the, one standing in the rubble of
a once great kingdom, and in an insist all was gone,
save the two Queens and the small girl.
The second queen stood and looked up at the Earth,
Shaking her head, her hands clasped in prayer.
"Please, take this with you." Whispered the queen,
her voice, lower, more forced then it had ever
been. "Take care."
Laughter, cold, hard, malevolent. She looked up
He was standing over her again, and she could
sense his triumph as the black silk circled
around her once more, as the pleasurable pain
took over her body. She let out a gasp of
pleasure, as her body changed, and her mind
cleared.
There was laughter, in the air, cold, hard, and
Malevolent. But it was not the laugh of a man.
"Welcome, my 'Black Lady'."
The End.
If anyone was trying to figure out this story,
Don't worry 'cause so's the auther. I wrote
This one, as it came, and really mixed two stories
I've been wanting two write. So I hope that either
You've enjoyed it, or are just like "What the @#$%
Was that." Either way please e-mail me to tell me
What you thought. I can be reached at:
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