Luna Obscura

A Sailor Moon Story

All characters are the property of Naoko Takeuchi (竹内直子) and in no way are we making money off of this, nor do we own most of this story. The plotline is heavily influenced by the Fatal Frame series made by Tecmo Koei Games (originally Tecmo). Anything expressed in this story that doesn't belong to either of those is ours.

FULL SUMMARY :: When senshi and humans alike start disappearing, the outer soldiers know something has to be wrong. It's Michiru's turn to investigate while Haruka distracts the princess from her friends' disappearances, but somehow, things always have the capacity to go wrong.

Rated T for intense situations, violence, mentions of suicide, murder, death, and general horror (sounds like fun, right?).

For Part I, I (Melody) will be using the Kunrei-Shiki romanization of letters with some minor adjustments. Words will be spelled how they are written (as a direct romanization) except for youon, which will be spelled like they sound to an English speaker (for those of you who don't know what youon is, it's things like ちゃ、しゃ、しゅ、etc.. I'll try to keep this consistent. That being said, I will not be using Japanese scripts, and I'll be translating everything that I can into English equivalents, since I hate it when people have characters randomly talking in Japanese. Anything unfamiliar to people (likely Americans, since Shikola is my test subject), I'll explain down in the Author's Notes. That being said, this is written with a romanization of the Japanese names, since that's what I grew up with, and since it's taking place in Japan.

I will also not be doing honorifics; they tend to be done sloppily in fanfiction, and because I'm translating everything else, it doesn't really make sense to keep them.

This is a collaboration between Shikola Krasno and Melody Canta. This one will be done a tiny bit differently from our last one (and if you're here from our Phoenix Wright/Calling crossover, welcome back!), as I'll be writing Part I, Shikola will do Part II, and we'll collaborate again on Part III. At the same time, if you like Dangan Ronpa or the Zero Escape series, Shikola's in charge of the first half of our crossover with that, so check that out after you're done with this chapter!

There will be mild spoilers for pretty much everything except for the Stars series (this may change; we haven't finished Part III yet), but nothing too horrible. This is AU, so don't fire back at us with canon stuff; we don't care. You can probably put things together about the Fatal Frame series from this, so there are spoilers from that, if you're worried about overthinking things.

Anyways, let Part I commence!

Part I :: Zero

Prologue :: Himuro

Two months ago, Motoki Furuhata had been a typical college kid, not concerned with much more than his Political Science major and running the Crown Game Center which he'd been working at since he was a junior in High School. Now, as he stared at the Himuro Mansion, he wondered whether it wouldn't be prudent to just forget about everything that had happened and return to that idyllic life.

The mansion itself was huge; he could see that just standing outside. It extended on both sides as far as the eye could see in the fog, and had at least two stories, if not three. There were places where the exterior was starting to crumble away; even the shinmei torii that he'd passed under while walking up the front steps had deep scratches in it, although from what, he didn't want to think about. It would be better if he went back to town and called the police.

But no, he couldn't do that. Makoto could be in serious danger. What if she didn't have the time for him to run back?

He swallowed the lump forming in his throat and opened the front door.

It was like there was a smoke machine running somewhere. There seemed to be a thin layer of mist in the air, distorting his vision enough to make the hairs on the back of his neck prickle. The door closed behind him, the sound reverberating among the wooden rafters with an air of finality. He took a deep breath and walked up the stairs into the foyer.

There was a giant hole in the floor, although it was too dark for him to see how far it extended. "Hello?" he called out on the off chance someone was down there, but there was no answer. Taking another deep breath, he moved on. Beyond the hole, there was a large folding screen set up in the middle of the room, a mask on the right side wall, and a door on the left. Figuring that if someone was in here, they would have called out before, he made his way to the door.

He found himself in a hallway, a mirror at the other end. His breathing became shallow as he realized there were ropes hanging from the ceiling. He'd heard rumors about the Himuro Mansion . . . but they couldn't be true.

Bolstering his confidence with that thought, he walked forward, ducking to avoid the ropes. Something caught his foot and he stumbled, glancing down to find his balance. How ridiculous; he was a college student who was afraid of a few legends. He took a deep breath, laughing at himself. Mamoru would tease him endlessly about this, were he here. The thought warmed him a little, and he glanced up, only to freeze at what he saw.

There was someone there. Right in front of him, inches from him, their back turned, walking towards the mirror. Motoki held his breath, watching as the man who looked completely white walked to the end of the hallway and seemingly vanished. He stared at the open air for a moment before rubbing his eyes. No way. He must have seen that wrong, that was all. People didn't just vanish, they went somewhere, so maybe that mirror wasn't a mirror or had a secret door in it . . .

Stumbling forward now, he put his hands against the mirror, feeling all around it for some secret latch or a lever or something to reveal where the man had went. "Hello!" he shouted. "This isn't funny!"

Silence.

He whipped his backpack off, rummaging around for the notebook inside. The pen he took out of his pocket, removing the cap with his teeth before squatting against a wall and starting to write.

I don't know what's going on here. I know the legends of the Himuro Mansion, of course I do. The land was originally home to a sacred Shinto ritual (though neither Umino nor I could find any information on this ritual), but the last master of the Himuro family line massacred his entire family. They say that those spirits still haunt the mansion. Every time I try to justify those with my experiences though, I think of Ami, who would never take something like that as an answer. There has to be a logical explanation for everything I've seen so far.

Either way, I'm not going to stick around. I'm going to find Makoto and whoever else is still in here, and then we're all going to get out of here. Hopefully they're close.

Motoki ripped the page from the notebook, folding it in half and placing it on the ground. He didn't want to think about it, but if something happened to him, someone would need to know he was still in here. The number of people he thought could be in here was . . . it was too many to believe. Makoto, Minako, Rei, Mamoru, Umino, Naru . . . all of them had gone missing, one after the other. Luckily, Umino had left a trail after he'd left to look for Makoto, and Motoki had traced it here, to the Himuro Mansion.

Hopefully, he would find them all and be the last to ever step into this place again.

He stood, putting all of the items back before looking around. The door to his right was locked, so he took the door to his left, which led to a large room with a fireplace in it. It was dark in there, and he cursed himself for not remembering to bring a flashlight, but there was light emitting from somewhere on the second floor, so he headed for the stairs in the hope that it was a lantern or something portable. As he walked towards the staircase, he felt eyes on him, and he shuddered before quickening his step. He just needed to find the others and get out of here.

Find the others and get out of here, he repeated to himself.

He jogged up the steps, repeating his new mantra. As he approached the second floor, he could see that the light was indeed a lantern, and he walked over to it, his relief growing immediately as he gained a light source. He was sure that the crazy things he'd been seeing had to be tricks of his imagination, but at least the light helped to ease his mind a little. He straightened, looking around for another door, but the only one he could see was right in front of him, and it appeared to be locked. He swung around to go back down the stairs and something flew at him, knocking him back against the wall. His vision blurred, but he could feel something around his neck, and he fought back instinctively, his hands scrambling before he had even realized what it was. Or, rather, who it was.

The man from before, the one who had disappeared into the wall, was straddling him, strangling him with both hands. That wasn't the problem (well, it was, but that was beside the point). The man was completely white. Colorless. It was like he was projected in the fog, and had Motoki not felt the hands on his throat or felt the weight on his stomach, he would have thought that the man wasn't even there. No, this man was real. With a cry, he pushed the man away, and the man vanished momentarily, leaving Motoki enough time to get to his feet. He knew where an opened door was, and he wasn't about to wait around any longer. He threw himself down the stairs, jumping over the railing when he saw the man lunge behind him again, and sprinted for the door to the hallway. He slammed the door shut behind him as he exited the fireplace room, and doubled over, breathing hard. The door rattled, and he froze, wondering why in the world he had thought a door would discourage a ghost, but it stayed shut and he stayed safe.

Still panting, he walked back down the hallway. Ofuda, he decided. He would need lots of ofuda. Hell, he'd carry around an entire shiisaa in his backpack if it would ward off that man. Either way, he was not equipped to deal with what was in the mansion at this moment, and he needed to get out now.

There were footsteps coming from behind him. He almost took off running again, but they were different. First of all, the evil spirit hadn't actually touched the ground, but secondly, he knew those footsteps. They were familiar, and he turned, overjoyed, before light suddenly flooded his vision, the image of a beautiful woman imprinting itself on the inside of his eyelids.

A/N ::

Melody Canta ::

And, there's the prologue. It's short; I'll try to get the first chapter up as soon as possible. Motoki's kind of hard to write as, since we never really get his point of view . . . anywhere.

A few notes about how this proceeds: I'll be meandering about the Himuro Mansion with as much detail as I can think of. I'll be referring to the rooms with their defining features. In the Fatal Frame games, you get a map that you slowly fill in. Seeing as it would be ridiculous for any character to be drawing a map, let alone naming some of the rooms what they're called (it's worse in later games, but still . . .), so I'll be calling them by the distinctive features I describe them with. That being said, if something doesn't make sense, let me know. The mansion is giant and the rooms don't connect together logically, so I may screw up from time to time.

This will be the last chapter I write as Motoki (thank goodness, right?), so you can speculate what happens to him.

Off to the next character!

Japanese notes:

shinmei torii :: A type of gate that marks entrance to a sacred place. Shinmeitorii are some of the more simple torii, though it is made completely out of wood rather than the rope that marks shime torii (the torii you see at the Hikawa Shrine).

shiisaa :: Okinawan mythology has a creature that is very similar to the guardian lions in Chinese mythology called a shiisaa. They look somewhere between a lion and a dog, and most often you can see them in pairs. When Motoki talks about carrying one around, he wants one with its mouth open, which is said to ward off evil spirits (while the one with the closed mouth keeps good spirits in). While komainu are more common, shiisaa tend to be smaller, which is why it's more likely Motoki could carry one around.

Shikola Krasno :: I'm not a part of the first Fatal Frame run, but I'll comment anyways!

Yeah, as far as locations go, unless we could draw you guys a map (not that ours would be very pretty), they're just going to be tricky. That's only going to get more and more complicated with each Fatal Frame story too. In the first one it's all in and around the Himuro Mansion. In the second (which is where I'll take over), it's all over a creepy old village (so many different rooms in different buildings to worry about). And finally in the third one (where we'll both have stuff to do), one ENORMOUS mansion is magically connected to the Himuro mansion as well, plus there's what will be Ami's house to navigate through.

Poor Motoki. Honestly, we just needed a guy for the part of the prologue guy (in the game he's the brother of the main girl, but we chose Motoki mostly because of who our rope shrine maiden will be). Of course prologue guy is an important part of the story, so you'll see Motoki again soon enough.

Good to have the ball rolling again! I'm working on that Dangan Ronpa/Zero Escape story, but with school back in session I'm having a rough time working through my homework schedule. Hopefully I'll have the first chapter ready soon. Otherwise, if you're just here for Sailor Moon Fatal Frame stuff, I'll see you when Michi's story ends!

EDIT: Took out Unazuki's character due to later developments, 20/11/14. MC.