Riven-del: I do not own Sailor Moon nor Cirque du Freak. The only thing I do have rights to is the few OCs that'll be making an appearance here and there.
The full moon hung high in the sky as a woman with impossibly long hair carrying her pink haired toddler ran as fast as she could through the empty streets of Juban, Tokyo. She didn't have a coat despite the winter air that chilled her greatly.
"Serenity-hime!" A little girl with short black hair caught up with her.
"Hotaru!" the one named Serenity said. Suddenly they stopped as eight more figures appeared and Hotaru rushed up to the woman's side. They all were once proud guardians of the planet, but now the Sailor Senshi had decided to show their true colors to their leader.
"Give it up, Odango Atama," said Sailor Mars. "The only thing you were needed for was to birth ChibiUsa, now you can die!"
"Shut the hell up, Mars!" Hotaru snapped and transformed into Sailor Saturn. "If any of you try to lay a finger on Serenity-hime you will all die!" She leveled her glaive threateningly at the traitors.
Serenity held her child close and closed her eyes. Her crescent moon mark glowed along with Saturn's mark and silver light enveloped the both of them.
"NO!" they heard a man shout just before Serenity, her child, and Hotaru were sucked through a portal, taking them away from danger.
Prince Paris Skyle was relieved to step foot outside of Vampire Mountain finally. The ancient vampire prince couldn't remember the last time he saw the night sky. As it was, the weather was perfect; no clouds could be seen on this night.
"Sire Paris?" the voice of a young adolescent caught his attention. Apparently he hadn't been the only one feeling the need to see the stars tonight. A young female vampire with chestnut hair reaching her shoulder blades and sporting neutral colored clothes approached him.
"Ah, Cassiera! I see it did not take you long to contract cabin fever," the elder prince greeted the newly blooded half-vampire. Cassiera was a new addition to the clan who had recently proved herself a worthy vampire.
"Actually, I felt something was to happen tonight," the young vampire said suddenly somber. "Something is about to happen."
"Child, what is the matter?"
"I'm not sure how to explain this, but I feel someone is searching for a safe haven and they'll come here tonight. Something happened to them and they will seek refuge among us."
Paris had heard from the child's mentor and several other generals that she had a supernatural sense. She could always sense the approach of a traveler or someone in need hours—even days—before they arrived. She could also detect if the person in question bore ill intent in some form or fashion, which allowed her and her mentor to avoid trouble on the roads. It was how she had managed to survive on her own as a human before she met her mentor.
"Cassiera—" Paris was cut off as a bright light descended from the full moon and landed in the forest below. Cassiera sprung ahead with Paris trailing behind her. "Wait, child! You must not go alone!"
"They will not harm us, Sire," was the response he received. Cassiera continued in the lead for several more minutes before they found who had come.
Three females laid on the snowy ground. One was fully grown with impossibly long silver hair, the sleeping child in her arms appeared to be no older than five years, and the last with cropped ebony hair fussed over her companions.
"Serenity, someone is here," the ebony child said standing in a defensive stance. It wasn't until then that Paris saw the glaive the child wielded, but Cassiera didn't appear fazed.
"Peace, my friends," the half-vampire said calmly. "We are unarmed and mean no malice towards you and your companions. I am Cassiera of the vampire clan that lays claim to these lands, and the elder with me is Prince Paris Skyle, one of our four rulers of the clan."
"Hotaru, put your glaive away," the one named Serenity pleaded with the younger girl, whom did as she was told with some hesitance placing the glaive magically in some place. To the vampires she addressed, "We are sorry for trespassing on your lands. We only seek shelter from those who betrayed us."
Paris laid his hand on Cassiera's shoulder and said, "What are you? You three smell nothing like any human I have encountered in my 800 years on this Earth."
"They are those who protect this world," Cassiera answered for them. "Originally they fought dark forces in Japan. They are trained warriors in the arts of certain magics. Sire Paris, can we grant them asylum for however long they need?"
"Cassiera, you know the laws of the clan," the elder prince lowered his voice. "We must tread very carefully about this."
"I know, but for now we must get out of open area. They have frozen long enough."
Paris didn't realize that Serenity had no coat and she was visibly shaking from the cold until then. With reluctance, he granted temporary asylum to the three females and lead them back to Vampire Mountain.