Still Enthralled *revised*
This was an inspiration from another fanfic I read years ago. Sadly she never did update and my curiosity of the story made me want to carry it on. The first chapter is along her lines (I did tweak it a lot, but I borrowed from her, some of her ideas) but after that it will differ. Thank you for the people who told me who the original writer was
Dangerous Passions: by Violet Goddess
And sorry everyone but I had to do some revision on the story, JB and Friends1004 pointed out that Mina should be with Kunzite, I really thought that Kunzite was Zoisite, so I am soo sorry, and I am going to revise because when rereading it, I can improve by lots. Thanks for all the reviews soo far.
Again I do not own sailor moon, but parts of this story is mine (only parts so far)
Thanks to a fabulous editting job done by Roseasweet, she went through and corrected my grammars so hopefully it sounds better.
Her deep ocean blue eyes showed fear at the form in front of her, a huge brown wolf with black trimming that sent a chilling sensation into the deep cores of her soul. Its eyes were an enchanting hazel heartened with earth's protection; its teeth were the moon's own reflection mirroring pearls the ocean's heart. In fact, if the huge wolf didn't look so terrifying she would say it was beautiful. A witches' spell kept her entranced with the magnificent creature that should have only existed in a 'once upon a time' fairytale; or so she thought. 'This can't be real...this can't be real...' echoed throughout her mind. No one made a move, and it felt like eternity held her prisoner. Still, as she glanced at all the others in the room, she noticed that she was the only one enthralled; the others wore bored facial expressions that practically screamed that this was a regular occurrence.
Suddenly her feet moved on their own accord and adrenaline rushed throughout her whole being as the 'fight or flight' instinct began to work. She staggered back in fright, knowing that she could not possibly outrun or win a match against the mighty night daemon. It took a step forward and fear engulfed her; her mind screamed at her to run but her feet wouldn't move. She wanted to faint, but couldn't.
And then it morphed back into the man that had captured her heart and soul. "Please don't be scared," Kunzite said as he took a step toward his frightened soul mate. "I will never hurt you."
"This can't be happening! Can it?" Mina finally asked after a moments pause, "I mean werewolves are only in fairytales! I must be drunk from something...or maybe it is a dream...." she said with doubt in her voice 'he will never lie to me' engraved itself into her unyielding heart.
She gave a low groan as realization hit, "Oh man, it is real. I married a werewolf."
Mina quickly turned to the four other handsome males that were sitting near the fireplace. Just looking at them gave her chills that crept up her spine. All their looks bore the same enchantment that was cast upon her beloved. They were very tall and near perfection itself in both body and mind. Every single one of them had the ability to knock her off her feet; they simply spellbound her with the glimmer of their eyes.
"So I am going to make an educated guess and say that all of you are werewolves?" Simple nods from all of them were her only answer. "So am I a werewolf too?" she questioned them; it would scare the living daylights out of her if a simple nod was given.
"No" a simple and brief answer from one of the men sitting on a Victorian carved chair that faced them. He looked the most fearsome of all, yet was so beautiful that even the exquisite Apollo would pale in beauty next to him: his midnight blue eyes gave off a dominant pierce that made her cower at the power of his gaze; his hair was as dark as the night sky itself; and his color rivaled that of the gods from Mount Olympus with a touch of sun given by Helios.
"Then why me?" she asked him, still not staring straight into his eyes for fear of being hypnotized by the stars that possessed the dark blue.
"Our females are scarce," said the one with the pure silver hair. She could have mistaken it as long tendrils of light from the silver moon itself. His eyes were a brighter reflection of Arma. His face was without emotion, in fact, all their faces except for Kunzite wore a bored expression. "Not many females were born because with the war going on between other packs, males are what were needed."
When he saw the confused look on the blonde woman's face, he elaborated, "I guess you can say evolution took its course and eliminated the weak."
"I still don't get it. What am I?" she asked, now the confusion she felt was even greater. 'If I am not a werewolf, why did he choose to marry me?' Panic spread across her whole body, coursing through her blood like an electric shock that she had never felt before. 'If he one day finds his true mate, will he leave me?' The thought of his leaving her scared her more than the notion that he inherited a gift from the devil himself.
"Werewolves cannot mate with humans," Nephrite interrupted her inner panic. It was like he read her mind and sought to soothe her. Mina turned her attention toward the new speaker. He had dark brick red hair that symbolized his alliance with Ares. The moon reflected in his eyes, giving them a predatory glare. "But you can say evolution took its course again, human femaleshave developed a mutation in their genes that is making it possible for us to mate with them," his expression never changed as he stared at her.
"You, for example, are one of the human women with mutated genes." Mina blinked owlishly, 'there is nothing wrong with me' she thought, taking offense to the statement and the fact that her husband was only allowed to be with her and be attracted to her because she was a...mutant. She felt odd at the thought of the word, wondering if she would have to wear a costume or gain any strange powers like in X-Men.
This time the one with blonde hair highlighted by the sun spoke up. His eyes were a calm blue, like the color of the seashore. But still his facial expression was one of absolute boredom; still his voice was calm and just a bit haughty when he spoke, "Impossible! Only a select few of the humans are able to mate with werewolves." He narrowed his eyes at her, making her shift in discomfort. Proving by his stance that he was of a superior race that god had created as perfection.
Kunzite warned him with a low growl before coming to hug her protectively from behind, which she was happy for. "Your smell," he finally answered her, "That's why I chose you. You smell different from the rest of the humans."
He laughed softly, looking at her distraught face. "I don't mean it like that; you simply have a sharper smell than the rest. All werewolves are able to smell it. They will know by this smell that this particular female will be able to conceive." The blonde woman's face changed into one of acknowledgement.
"So why are all of you still not mated?" she asked out of curiosity, remembering that before her husband changed in front of her, he told her that he was many centuries old. Their leader, the alpha, was the oldest of them. "If I remember correctly all of you are many centuries old."
"Like we said, females are scarce. Werewolves female are hard to find, and human females with the right genes are near impossible to find. Males are dwindling as it is; the less the number of males, the less the number of females." Kunzite looked down at her again. "Many werewolves were killed fighting for a mate. That, or loneliness drew them into self-destruction." At her surprised expression he chuckled. "Don't worry love, once mated like us; they will not come after you. We do mate for life after all" he placed a gentle kiss on her lips before reassuring her. "I will do anything and everything to protect you."The room went quiet again
Then there was a sharp tap at the door and everyone in the room went still, to surprised even to breathe, thinking who could possibly visit at this time and interrupt them. No one made a noise until Mina jumped up.
"Oh my god, that's Serena!" she cried turning around towards the door in remembrance that her favorite cousin was coming to visit today. Mina made a run towards the door leaving the five bewildered men staring after her. She hadn't seen Serena since the wedding, and that was 6 months ago.
Excitement rushed through her entire body. After months of isolation and no visits; she got a call saying that Serena was coming home; Mina immediately invited her for dinner.
"Serena!" Mina screamed as she open the door in haste; she quickly embraced the blonde goddess with her cerulean deep blue eyes. "It has been such a long time! I'm eternally grateful for the many visits and phone calls." she added sarcastically.
"Hey it isn't my fault! I really didn't want to bother the newlyweds" Serena quickly defended herself, indignantly. She was still severely jetlagged from this plane ride home and then the long car ride to get here, but the urge to see Mina had surpassed the urge to sleep for three days straight. "And it is not my fault that you got hitched after a week of meeting the man," she giggled in remembrance of the phone call she had gotten from an ecstatic Mina, who was jumping for joy with the news that she was getting married. Her smile remained on her face as she took a trip down memory lane.
Kunzite had bumped into Mina on their way back from the arcade and Mina told him off about his beautiful ice-blue eyes lacking vision. If Serena remembered correctly, Mina loathed him for correcting her.
"The nerve of that man! How dare he tell me that I am wrong!" Mina raged to Serena after the incident.
"But you were the one that bumped into him..."
"Still, as a gentlemen, he should have apologized for making me bump into him." The outraged girl stated pompously, bringing a bright red flush to her face.
"It was love at first sight" Mina said defending herself and managing to turn crimson again. Seeing the look her cousin cast her, she hastily added "by the way, where are you staying now?" Mina worried about Serena more often than she worried about Kunzite for Serena had a tendency of tripping over her own two feet while standing still.
Her reply shook Mina out of her trance, "Well I didn't have a place at first because you were gone in a week of meeting him," Mina lowered her head in guilt. "But, luckily, one of my classmates had an available room because one of her roommates moved out. So now I share an apartment with three other girls." Serena replied with a smile, reassuring her cousin that she was doing fine.
"You'll love them," she added. Even though she had only lived with them for three months, they were the best friends she could've ever asked for...well sometimes.
As if by magic, Kunzite was already standing behind Mina, "Hey Serena, sorry but I have to borrow Mina for a moment," he said before pulling her to the side out of earshot.
"You can hang your coat in the closet first Serena" Mina yelled back at the confused and amused girl before being dragged away by an impatient husband, turning her full attention towards her beloved with a annoyed look on her face. "What are you doing?" Mina asked clearly irritated.
"She can't be here," he said urgently. "You have to tell her to leave. Now." His eyes were urgent and if Mina hadn't known better she would have said they were...apprehensive.
"No! I haven't had anyone visit me for the longest time and now you are ordering her to leave?" Mina protested "Can she please stay?" At the closed expression on her husband face, she amended her plea. "Only for dinner." With a weary sigh, Kunzite gave in, "Fine. She only stays for dinner."
She had missed Serena terribly after getting married and moving out of the apartment, which meant Serena couldn't pay for the rent alone, therefore moving out herself. She felt it was her fault.
Kunzite only shook his head at her "She's like you," he told her with a sad look in his eyes, "If she goes within 15 feet of them, they will know."
"What are you talking about?" The girl questioned, not truly understanding what his comment meant.
"I mean she is like you; she smells like you; they'll want her as a mate too." He told her hastily while looking towards the door to where Serena was supposed to be.
"I thought you guys wanted mates?" she raised an eyebrow in question. "Especially to continue on your near extinct race." she added with distaste and frustration at her other half.
"I know, but do you think she will take this easily? I mean to be put into a world of werewolves has to be a hard thing to handle. I loved you Mina, from the first moment I met you, and even if hadn't been able to mate with me, I would have still married you within that week." His eyes held an almost harsh sincerity and she knew that nothing would ever keep him from her.
"Kunzite…" she let her sentence trail off, lost for words.
"But Serena, she would be forced. She won't have a choice like us, I waited to tell you, as much as I believed you love me, you were still scared." he reasoned with her. He knew she would be sad if Serena was forced to become one of their mates and not have to decide on her own. He knew Mina would blame herself.
The realization finally hit her of what he was saying. With sudden unease she thought of the fact that Serena could be forced to mate for eternity, one of the handsome immortals residing in her living room. "Oh my god, Kunzite, we have to get her out of here!" Mina cried turning around quickly towards Serena's direction but the space Serena was supposed to occupy was empty. "Serena?" she said softly.
"Nope. That is not it." she sighed to herself, 'Mina you liar, where is the closet?' this was the third door she opened. 'Damn her and her big house and its many doors' she quietly whispered while still looking around for a small room with hangers. Walking a distance she came in view of something.
It was a door that led somewhere, "Maybe this is it?" she dared to hope.
Without hesitation she opened the door quietly and peered inside the room it revealed which turned out to be a living room. Warmth flowed through her and she noticed it was from the fireplace. The room was not only full of warmth but with some of the most handsome men she had ever set eyes to. 'And I thought Kunzite was handsome' she awkwardly smiled to herself and then blushed.
"Excuse me, sorry to interrupt, but do you know where the coat closet is? Mina's not very good with directions." she asked politely trying to keep her face from turning more red as they all gazed at her with an intensity that gave her chills. 'Actually Mina didn't give me directions' she thought absentmindedly, as no replies came from any of them. They only stared. "Ok, no problem, hehe," she laughed self-consciously, "Don't answer me; I can find it by myself." She began to slowly back out of the room.
"Serena, what are you doing here?" Kunzite questioned her from directly behind her. Somehow he had magically appeared again.
As he pulled her to the side, she noticed that his eyes were worried and just a bit panicked. She had been seen, and now they know; they'll probably fight for her. 'I have to get her out of here pronto.' Kunzite's mind raced as he thought of his options.
"Looking for the coat closet." she told him truthfully, "Mina didn't actually tell me where it is, so it is my fault... Hehe..." she laughed to herself at her own stupidity, still looking confused as to why he seemed so worried. It was only a coat, after all. "I didn't even hear you come up behind me." she commented, hoping he would tell her why he was acting so strangely. He was standing so close to her and yet she had heard nothing. Oh well, there was no harm done. No one in the room spoke anyways, so she didn't really bother them, right?
"Why didn't you tell us?" came Jadeite's voice and to Serena's surprise it was angry and menacing, but ethereally beautiful.
Kunzite and Serena both turned around to face the speaker and Serena felt her eyes grow wide as she looked at men who were now standing. She noted how tall they were, every one of them were probably over 6 feet. It was like a gathering of gods into a small living room.
They were remarkable beyond words, and she knew that if any angels were to see these magnificent beings they would surely be shamed.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Asked the same guy with the same question. He was furious; his light blue held a storm of rage. "She could be one of our mates." He said, still not taking his eyes off of the short nymph-like creature standing next to Kunzite. He noticed that she seemed to glow and her hair shone like it was rays of the moon itself.
Now it was a matter of strength. Every one of them was getting ready for a fight to claim what is going to be theirs. And then the goddess spoke up, surprising everyone in the room with her soft bell-like voice.
"Sorry to interrupt, but I still don't know where the closet is, so you can all continue with your conversation while I go find it." She said with a cheerful smile, trying to hide her fright.
In front of her were four beautifully enraged men and she was scared out of her mind. She didn't wait for a reply from any of them, and as quickly as possible escaped from the room. She would just tell Mina that she would come back another day; hopefully, that day would be a day when all the men were out running errands or something.
"Oomph!" she cried out as she ran into a steel wall. She stumbled back a bit, but was saved from falling on her butt when two strong, well built, arms encircled her small waist, keeping her from falling. 'Oh...I guess that wasn't a wall after all...' she thought dazedly.
"Thanks." she mumbled and looked up to see her savior. Instantly, she was mesmerized by a pair eyes as dark and beautiful as that of a night sky and was captured by entranced by a face even the gods would fight over. A blush crept over her face and she quickly tried to pull away from the stranger.
The smell of him was arousing her like nothing had ever aroused her before and she suddenly felt a wave of desire come over her, wanting to hold him closer and taste him. The feeling was so strong that she couldn't focus.
He smiled at her, showing his perfect pearl-like teeth. He, himself was intoxicated by the smell of strawberry wine and vanilla. The smell made him want to devour her; to taste this forbidden fruit that God had banished Adam for. Never had any women made him tremble at the knees. He wanted to kiss her, touch her, and have her touch him back. Heat was coursing through his blood make its flow slow and heavy.
Controlling himself, he turned to the others who were still standing. They were all at a distance now, but still didn't back down. She was not claimed yet, so everyone had a chance with her.
He was going to make this quick and easy, the gleam of his eyes and the curve of his smile told them so. "She's mine." He said with a feral smile.
