Alright. I'm having a major writer's block and am very depressed right now. My rabbit just died so
I'm not up to a happy fic like a favor from Coronos. Well, this is an alternate reality so Trunks
and company are not saiyajins. Okay?
Disclaimers: I do not own Sailor Moon or Dragon ball Z. I don't even own my rabbit any more!
So don't sue, 'cause now I have NOTHING!!!
Sweet Caresses at Midnight
Usagi had always had a good life. She had a mother and a father, an annoying younger brother,
and a twin sister to share clothes with. She had an adorable cute black cat named Luna who
had always slept on her pillow. Her sister had a white cat, Artemis; the two cats had gotten along
great. They had lived in a nice house in a nice neighborhood in Tokyo and her father had been
a banker. Her mother had been a housewife and fixed her children a lunch everyday to take to
school. Usagi and her sister had gone to Jubaan Middle School and High School and had
been in the same class every year.
Usagi and her sister, Minako had three great friends that they could share anything with. They
would have sleepovers and gossip about the latest news and boys. Usagi and her friend Rei had
even had a crush on the same guy. Chiba Mamoru. He had been the finest guy in all of
Jubaan. He was only three years older than the two. Usagi and Mamoru had talked all the time.
Well, actually, they had argued about everything. They once had an argument about what color
the sky was. He called her Odango and she called him Mamo-baka.
Usagi hadn't been the smartest girl in school; in fact, she had been in the failing area. It wasn't
that she was dumb, but didn't like to do work. Usagi didn't have to be smart, even though she was,
because she was beautiful. She had golden hair that fell below her knees that she kept in
'odangos'. She also had Sapphire blue eyes that lots of boys just loved to stare at. Lots of
boys failed in class too. Usagi would sit there filing away at her nails and they would all stare at
her. Their eyes would wander to her long legs and shapely body. Puddles of drool could be
found near each boy's desk. The janitor had fun cleaning that up.
Over all, Usagi had a normal life. Then, how did she end up as a Mistress of the Dark and
being followed by vampires, demons, and werewolves?
***
Trunks had a normal life. He had a mother and a father that argued all the time but loved each
other none the less. He had a little sister named after an undergarment just like him, Bra. He
didn't have any pets but his friend Gohan had a pet dragon that they would always play around
with. His Father was the world's third strongest man and was always training to surpass his
archrival, Goku. His mother was one of the smartest people on the Earth. She owned
Capsule Corp., which was a company that invented things like the hover car and space ships.
They were very rich and lived in a mansion right next to Capsule Corp. Headquarters.
Gohan was Trunks' best friend. They did everything together. They even snuck into the girl's
locker room after school and did detention together. Gohan was the world's second strongest
warrior and Trunks was the fourth. Gohan was the son of Goku. They were always sparring
and often started sparring if they had a test next period. Trunks and Gohan went through sever
al girlfriends together, and Trunks had cheered Gohan up after Videl left him. They even
played tricks on Mr. Sataan together. He was the 'world's strongest' warrior, supposedly.
When in fact, Master Roshi's pet turtle was stronger than he was.
Trunks hadn't been the brightest student in school. Gohan was on genius levels but Trunks
did okay. He had several girls droll over him in class. They would stare at his perfectly styled
lilac colored hair and his baby blue eyes. Their eyes would caress his bulging muscles and strong
cheekbones. They would daydream about going to the prom with him and other silly things.
Trunks was usually thinking up battle strategies or the next scheme he and Gohan would pull.
Overall, Trunks had a normal life. Then, how did he end up a bounty hunter going for the
highest bidder?
***
Throughout the whole history of Earth, people had told tales about vampires, demons, and
werewolves for excitement or to scare a girl on to your arm. But, what people didn't know is that
every fable is based on a shred of truth. No matter how tiny it was every fable has some truth. In
this case, those fable's had lots of truth. Vampires, demons and werewolves were very much alive
and stalking the streets of the night as you are reading this story. The 'fable' part of these
stories were the description of these monsters.
Vampires would not turn to ashes if they stepped into the light. In fact, they loved to sit out in
the sun and tan their pale skin. They knew the fashion statement and pale was so last century.
In the sun, these vampires would not be as strong as they were at night. They had the strength
of five men instead of twenty during the day. They were usually wearing sunglasses so no one
would see their sparkling eyes. Their eyes would be a bright color of a rare gem, like emerald
green or topaz orange. Their eyes held the power to put any mortal under their spell and do
whatever they wanted them to do. They also could not fly during the day, or turn into a certain
animal. Every vampire had a certain animal they could turn into, like a wolf or panther. The
strongest vampires could turn into wolves. They could also control wolves and werewolves making
them invincible. An old vampire could not be killed with a wooden stake, but a silver one. No
vampire liked silver. Vampires could not be around crosses or holy water either.
Demons, well, most everything told about a demon is true. There are several types of demons.
There is even a council of demons called the SHA, a.k.a. the Save the Humans Act.
Werewolves had supernatural powers whether there was a full moon or not. Even in their human
form they had the strength of ten men. They healed abnormally fast just like vampires and were
immune to everything but silver. On the minus side, they were just like dogs and couldn't think for
themselves, they had to have a master, which was usually a demon or a vampire.
So, there are truths to all the tales you hear, take Dracula as a prime example. Bram Stoker
came in contact with a master vampire once and wrote his tale. Joss Wedon fell into a vampire
and demon nest one day and got the idea for his TV show and movie.
Well, these 'creatures of the night' had been getting rather fed up of not being believed in and
decide to take actions. They started taking over the government and even killed Mr. Sataan.
They know live in harmony with the humans. Yeah, riiiiight. And so, we start this tale...
***
I scratched my head again. That darn itch just wouldn't go away. Maybe there were spiders in
the cemetery. Spiders?! Oh yes Usa, just start to freak yourself out why don't you. The high
and mighty 'Mistress of the Dark' as so many like to call me is afraid of spiders. Ugh, they are so
nasty with eight legs and a million beady little eyes. I squished that annoying bugger this morning
didn't I? Yes I did, Just try and live in MY apartment you little buggers! Usa, you are getting off
track again. You are in this cemetery to kill vampires and werewolves, not think about nasty little
spiders that- you are doing it again! I touched my magnum again to reassure myself that there
were no spiders. A silver bullet to a spider would be a spider no more.
I was starting to get really tired. I had been sitting in this wonderful cemetery in the middle of the
night to see the line of resurrection. Oh yes, those wacko vampire's that liked to raise zombies
were at it again. They were such a nuisance and starting to get on my nerves. I am going to get
rid of them for once and for all. Can't they let the dead sleep? Maybe they are jealous that
these people are dead and they are 'undead'.
I've always wondered about that term, 'undead'. Could they be 'unalive' too? And since they
were 'undead' didn't that mean they were alive? Figures, they want to be all mysterious and be
'undead'. weirdos. I should be sleeping, I haven't slept in two days and if I drink anymore
mountain dew my skin is gonna turn yellow.
I sighed and sat back on my heels looking around the dark cemetery. It was three o'clock in the
morning. All there was in the cemetery was dark graves and uneven ground. Oh, and the scary
looking crypt. It had to be one hundred years old at least, one of the walls was caving in leaving
the stone coffins to the elements. The old stone work was weather beaten and dull. It once had
to be a beautiful building, but now it was giving me the creeps. There must be a thousand spiders
in there. Usa no thinking about spiders.
I heard chanting coming from my left. I glanced over to see a line of vampires walking towards me.
They were wearing blood red cloaks and had hoods covering their faces. There was a silver
design on the front of the robes. It resembled a butterfly. Wait a minute, a butterfly? What were
they, hippie vampires? Honestly, what is the world coming to?
The line passed by me and I counted twenty-five in all. So, lets do some math here. Trusting
that none of them are masters would be each one had the strength of twenty mes. twenty times
twenty-five is, um, five hundred. Woo boy am I gonna have some fun tonight . The line had
passed me and I stood up un-holstering two magnums. I briefly reminded myself of Lara Croft.
I was wearing black leather pants and a black tank top and black boots. My hair was tied in a braid
going down my back ending at my waist. I smiled at the coincidence.
"Here boys!" I called to the vampires. The humming of the tone death vampires stopped and
they turned around to face me. I didn't hold back. I pulled the trigger and pelted the last three
vampires with silver bullets. They screamed turned to ashes. The remaining twenty-two charged
me. I started backing off sending round after round of silver bullets at them. Six more dusted
and sixteen left to go.
One leaped at me and I shot him in the chest. His face looked surprised as her turned to ashes
and showered down on me. Booya, fifteen left. I turned and ran as fast as my scrawny legs could
carry me. I leaped on to a tombstone whipping around just in time to see a vampire launch himself
at me. I kicked him in the head hearing a dull cracking noise. The bastard started to heal right in
front of me. I sent two bullets to his heart and he turned to dust. Fourteen vampires left. I pulled
out a vile of holy water out of my back pocket and twisted the cap off. I tossed in on the nearest
three.
The holy water hit them and the began to scream. Blisters began to form on their faces and
chest as they moaned on the ground. eleven now. One beefy looking vampire hit me from
behind. I tumbled off my perch onto a vampire in front of me. The next thing I know I'm a
vampire sandwich and I see eleven pairs of eyes that wouldn't mind eating the filling. I kicked
the one under me in the crotch, he moaned. Nice to know they still have all their parts. I flipped
around bring the vampire on my back under me. He growled and squeezed my arm. The pain of
his long nails digging into my wrist shot up my arm. I bit my lip and kicked the vampire standing
over me. With my free hand I shot him in the nuts. ten left. Another vampire kicked me in the
side. He had steel toed boots on and they cut into my side. Another one wrenched the magnum
out of my hand.
I was thinking fast for a way to get out of this sticky situation when standing above me, the
vampire's head flew of. His blood spilt on to me, and his body hit the ground in ashes. Oh yes,
of course the blood had to fall on to me.
A man with lilac colored hair pulled into a pony tail smirked at me. He was holding a double
edged axe. He swung it again cutting another vamp across the chest. His blade had to of been
silver because it dusted him. The vampires lost interest in me except the villain under me. I
slammed my fist into his thigh. I had a silver ring on my middle finger that happened to have a little
cross on it . He screamed in pain and lost his grip on my wrist. I leaped up and picked up my gun.
The vampire also stood up snarling at me. I shot his three times in the chest and watch him turn to
dust.
I turned and watched my rescuer finish the nine vampires. He moved with un-natural speed and
lithe. He slashed and stabbed and the next thing I knew it was just him and me standing in the
cemetery. He whipped the black blood off the blades and looked at me. I must have been a sight
for sore eyes. Four little cuts along my arm and a huge one in my side with a ripped shirt. My hair
was falling out of its braid into my eyes. I holstered my two guns and crossed my arms across me
chest. He looked at me curiously.
"What, no thank you?" He asked walking towards me. I scowled at him. He was pretty hott with
baby blues eyes and niiiiiiice muscles.
"I had it covered." I told him crossly.
"Oh yes, being pinned to the ground and having ten vampires surrounding you is having it
'covered'." He joked. He shouldered his axe and pushed a strand of hair behind his ear.
"I'm rather surprised how well you did, I saw you take out fifteen vampires. Pretty good for a
girl."
"What's that suppose to mean?" I asked. I picked up my little vile of empty holy water. I didn't
have to many of those.
"I've never seen a girl fare that well." He told her.
I flashed my eyes angrily. "You must be new in town then. I've fared far worse." I bit.
He raised his eyes at me. "Really?" He asked not believing a damn word I was saying. Ugh, did
he have to be so cute?
"Well, since you don't believe me, I'll be going." I stalked off past him brushing his shoulder. 'I've
never seen a girl fare that well before' oh stuff it up your ass. I hate it when people treat me like I'm
glass. Hello? Am I see through and I just don't see it? I didn't think so, I NOT glass people.
Arg!
I stomped off to my brown '77 Cutlass. Hey, who ever said being a Mistress of the Dark paid
well? I'm just lucky my brother is a good mechanic, it has a 455 in it. Eat my dust.
I felt the man walk up behind me while I was getting the key out of my back pocket. I sighed in
frustration. Why won't the stupid key turn? I felt him just standing behind me and staring. I
whipped around and glared at him. He had a smirk on his face. "Yes?" I asked trying to keep
my temper under control.
"Nothing." He calked his head to the side. "Having problems?"
"Yes, but I don't need any help." I defended myself. Could I have said that any worse? Oh boy,
where is my sign?
He looked ready to burst out laughing. "Is that so?" Okay, make me feel like a blonde here. Oh
wait, I am a blonde. I desperately need some sleep.
"Look who ever you are. Thanks for saving me back there. I haven't had sleep since Monday
and that was for three hours. I just want to go home and relax, so could you cut me some slack
here?" I snapped at him.
He frowned at me. "Do you know where Kayka Street is? I'm suppose to meet someone there
and I'm completely lost." He asked.
I sighed again. "Hop in the car, I'll take ya." I finally opened the door and unlocked the
passenger door. He opened it and slid in the car onto my ripped black bench seat. "Don't mind
the mess." I said gesturing to the mountain dew cans and hamburger wrappers on the dash
board. He pushed the pink fuzzy twin bunnies I had hanging from the rearview mirror and
grinned.
"Don't mess with the bunnies or your walking." I threatened. He settled into his seat and I
started the car. The engine roared to life and I took off down 12th street. The streets were
empty but the sidewalks had several interesting characters moseying down the street.
One demon caught my eye. He was bright pink and had purple spikes pointing out of his skull
where his hair should have been. Interesting. Moby's Flower came on the radio and I smiled at
one of my favorite songs.
I turned onto Kayka Street and slammed on my brakes. There in front of us were hundred of
rioting 'monsters'. They were holding up sighs that said 'Human Laws 2 Cruel' and 'Racist
Humans'. They were parading around the street chanting humans to cruel to the undead. I
glanced over to the man sitting beside me, he seemed just as shocked as I was. "Holy crap." He
whispered. More like unholy crap but I didn't feel like pointing that out.
One vampire looked over at us and pointed at us. "Human! Let's bag them!" About a hundred
vampires and werewolves turned to us. They started to charge us. "GO!" The man shouted. I
threw my car into reverse and hit the gas. Did you know it's against the law to go over twenty-five
miles backwards? I got a ticket for that one day. I turned the wheel around to get us going in the
right direction. I hit the gas going southbound on Kayka Street. I glanced into my rearview
mirror and saw a hoard of vampires flying after me. Joy.
"Exactly who were you meeting on kayka street?" I asked turning sharply onto a different street.
"Actually, that's where my hotel is. Guess I'm not sleeping there tonight." He gritted through his
teeth. I was going 110m.p.h. down a 45m.p.h. street. I took another look behind me and saw I
lost them, I slowed down to eighty. "Know where any hotels are that are open at three thirty in
the morning?" He asked. I sighed, not in this town.
"Not unless you mind sleeping in a trash can on the homeless block." I suggested.
"I'll have to pass on that." He said making a face. So he's a rich boy. "I guess, as long as you
promise to be nice and not kill me or anything, You can crash on my couch." I offered, mentally
kicking myself. Oh there we go, why don't I just say, sleep with me?
"As long as you don't try to kill me."
"Senshi's honor." I promised.
"All right. I really appreciate it." He thanked. I smiled and continued driving.
We didn't talk for the rest of the way to my apartment. I pulled up to the tall building in the
Jubaan district. I had an apartment seven blocks from my parents house. I parked in the parking
garage and stepped out of my car locking the door. The man followed me. We walked over to
the elevator and I pushed the fifteenth floor. I leaned heavily against the wall, my caffeine high
had definitly and I felt like I could fall asleep right here.
"Oh, by the way, my name is Trunks." He told me.
"Please to meet ya, I'm Usagi." I told him sleepily. The elevator binged and the doors opened.
I trudge down the hallway to 15d, my humble home. I pulled out my key and opened the door.
I stepped in and flipped on the lights. I heard Trunks close the door behind me. I took off my
muddy boots and Trunks did the same. I glance around my cute little apartment. I had white
carpet and a dark blue couch and arm chair. A little silver coffee table was between the couch
and the TV. I had an oak dining room table that sat six and a small kitchen. I only had a
one-bedroom apartment, so Trunks would get the couch. "Let me get you a blanket." I said
gesturing to the couch. Trunks plopped down on my comfy couch as I walked into my room
to get an extra blanket. I grabbed a blue comforter and one of my feather pillows. I walked back
into the main area and over to the couch.
Trunks' eyes were closed in exhaustion. I guess I'm not the only one. I noticed he now was
laying on the couch. He looked absolutely adorable. I always have been a sucker for cute ones.
Like Mamoru, wait a minute girl, don't even think of that creep. "Trunks. Trunks. Yoo-hoo!
Trunks! Do ya want a blanket or not?" I asked him. He didn't stir. Great. He's asleep, at least
one of us is.
His arm came up an wrapped around my waist. I dropped the blanket and pillow and squeaked as
he pulled me down on top of his chest. Well, isn't this nice. He pinned me to his chest in his
sleep. I struggled to get out of his vice grip but failed. He then murmured something about
dragons and a guy name Gohan and he flipped over in his sleep. I was now underneath him.
Perfect. I struggled more but he was so strong and I was so tired. He wasn't all the way on top
of he, but I was in the crook of his arm and wasn't going to be able to get out anytime soon. I
started to drift off into sleep as my weariness finally caught up with me.
***
I felt the sun beating on my face but didn't want to get up. I felt a warm body next to mine and
opened my eyes. I couldn't believe my eyes, Usagi could have been mistaken for an angel. Her
gold hair surrounded her face and her skin looked so smooth. She also had beautiful eyes that
were closed at the moment. Wait a minute, how did she end up next to me? She had said
something about getting me a blanket and I was so tired I fell asleep. So how did she get
beside me? And me holding her so she can't get up. Hmm... Interesting. By the Gods
would you look at her hair? It has to be spun gold and... what is that smell? Ohmigosh!
That's me! Ugh! I'm surprised Usagi is still alive if she had to smell me.
I stood up stretching leaving the golden Goddess sleeping on the couch. She just shifted her
position and continued sleeping. I walked over to the bathroom and opened up the door. It was
a small bathroom, there was a towel on the rack with pink bunnies all over it. I smiled at the
cuteness and turned on the water to the shower. I got out of my clothes and piled them on
the toilet.
After getting it to the right temperate I stepped in. Yes, that feels good, I'm awake now. After
a ten minute shower I turned off the water. The only towel was the bunny one, hey, who really
needs a towel in all honesty? I reached for her brush and ran it through my hair. I heard the
knob of the door turn and looked over to see a sleepy, well, actually not sleepy any more, Usa.
She stared at me in shock, I watched her eyes run over me and land on a certain part of me.
Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head. I suppressed a laugh.
"OHMIGOSH! Trunks, I'm sooo sorry! I wasn't thinking and -" Usagi whirled around and
had her back to me. "-I'm really sorry, I just had to go to the bathroom and I'm used to being
by myself, oh, I'm soo sorry!" I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing. I guess that was the last
thing she expected because she jumped in the air when I started laughing, and turned around
again.
"It's all right Usagi, it's not like you've ever seen a naked man before, right?" I reassured her.
Her eyes looked at me uncertainly. "You mean, you haven't seen a man naked before?" Usagi
turned a bright shade of red and turned around again. She shook her head. "Never?" I asked
disbelieving.
"Well, Minako did have magazines but, still, that couldn't have prepared me for you." She
blushed again. Me? Well, look who's king of the world! I'm feeling very lucky right now, this
golden goddess approves of me! Ha! My smile widened and I took my pants off the toilet and
pulled them on. I grabbed my shirt and stepped past Usagi winking at her. She blushed even
more red.
"The bathroom is all yours now." I told her and she shut the door.
***
To be continued... if you all think I should. review and tell me what you think!!
I'm not up to a happy fic like a favor from Coronos. Well, this is an alternate reality so Trunks
and company are not saiyajins. Okay?
Disclaimers: I do not own Sailor Moon or Dragon ball Z. I don't even own my rabbit any more!
So don't sue, 'cause now I have NOTHING!!!
Sweet Caresses at Midnight
Usagi had always had a good life. She had a mother and a father, an annoying younger brother,
and a twin sister to share clothes with. She had an adorable cute black cat named Luna who
had always slept on her pillow. Her sister had a white cat, Artemis; the two cats had gotten along
great. They had lived in a nice house in a nice neighborhood in Tokyo and her father had been
a banker. Her mother had been a housewife and fixed her children a lunch everyday to take to
school. Usagi and her sister had gone to Jubaan Middle School and High School and had
been in the same class every year.
Usagi and her sister, Minako had three great friends that they could share anything with. They
would have sleepovers and gossip about the latest news and boys. Usagi and her friend Rei had
even had a crush on the same guy. Chiba Mamoru. He had been the finest guy in all of
Jubaan. He was only three years older than the two. Usagi and Mamoru had talked all the time.
Well, actually, they had argued about everything. They once had an argument about what color
the sky was. He called her Odango and she called him Mamo-baka.
Usagi hadn't been the smartest girl in school; in fact, she had been in the failing area. It wasn't
that she was dumb, but didn't like to do work. Usagi didn't have to be smart, even though she was,
because she was beautiful. She had golden hair that fell below her knees that she kept in
'odangos'. She also had Sapphire blue eyes that lots of boys just loved to stare at. Lots of
boys failed in class too. Usagi would sit there filing away at her nails and they would all stare at
her. Their eyes would wander to her long legs and shapely body. Puddles of drool could be
found near each boy's desk. The janitor had fun cleaning that up.
Over all, Usagi had a normal life. Then, how did she end up as a Mistress of the Dark and
being followed by vampires, demons, and werewolves?
***
Trunks had a normal life. He had a mother and a father that argued all the time but loved each
other none the less. He had a little sister named after an undergarment just like him, Bra. He
didn't have any pets but his friend Gohan had a pet dragon that they would always play around
with. His Father was the world's third strongest man and was always training to surpass his
archrival, Goku. His mother was one of the smartest people on the Earth. She owned
Capsule Corp., which was a company that invented things like the hover car and space ships.
They were very rich and lived in a mansion right next to Capsule Corp. Headquarters.
Gohan was Trunks' best friend. They did everything together. They even snuck into the girl's
locker room after school and did detention together. Gohan was the world's second strongest
warrior and Trunks was the fourth. Gohan was the son of Goku. They were always sparring
and often started sparring if they had a test next period. Trunks and Gohan went through sever
al girlfriends together, and Trunks had cheered Gohan up after Videl left him. They even
played tricks on Mr. Sataan together. He was the 'world's strongest' warrior, supposedly.
When in fact, Master Roshi's pet turtle was stronger than he was.
Trunks hadn't been the brightest student in school. Gohan was on genius levels but Trunks
did okay. He had several girls droll over him in class. They would stare at his perfectly styled
lilac colored hair and his baby blue eyes. Their eyes would caress his bulging muscles and strong
cheekbones. They would daydream about going to the prom with him and other silly things.
Trunks was usually thinking up battle strategies or the next scheme he and Gohan would pull.
Overall, Trunks had a normal life. Then, how did he end up a bounty hunter going for the
highest bidder?
***
Throughout the whole history of Earth, people had told tales about vampires, demons, and
werewolves for excitement or to scare a girl on to your arm. But, what people didn't know is that
every fable is based on a shred of truth. No matter how tiny it was every fable has some truth. In
this case, those fable's had lots of truth. Vampires, demons and werewolves were very much alive
and stalking the streets of the night as you are reading this story. The 'fable' part of these
stories were the description of these monsters.
Vampires would not turn to ashes if they stepped into the light. In fact, they loved to sit out in
the sun and tan their pale skin. They knew the fashion statement and pale was so last century.
In the sun, these vampires would not be as strong as they were at night. They had the strength
of five men instead of twenty during the day. They were usually wearing sunglasses so no one
would see their sparkling eyes. Their eyes would be a bright color of a rare gem, like emerald
green or topaz orange. Their eyes held the power to put any mortal under their spell and do
whatever they wanted them to do. They also could not fly during the day, or turn into a certain
animal. Every vampire had a certain animal they could turn into, like a wolf or panther. The
strongest vampires could turn into wolves. They could also control wolves and werewolves making
them invincible. An old vampire could not be killed with a wooden stake, but a silver one. No
vampire liked silver. Vampires could not be around crosses or holy water either.
Demons, well, most everything told about a demon is true. There are several types of demons.
There is even a council of demons called the SHA, a.k.a. the Save the Humans Act.
Werewolves had supernatural powers whether there was a full moon or not. Even in their human
form they had the strength of ten men. They healed abnormally fast just like vampires and were
immune to everything but silver. On the minus side, they were just like dogs and couldn't think for
themselves, they had to have a master, which was usually a demon or a vampire.
So, there are truths to all the tales you hear, take Dracula as a prime example. Bram Stoker
came in contact with a master vampire once and wrote his tale. Joss Wedon fell into a vampire
and demon nest one day and got the idea for his TV show and movie.
Well, these 'creatures of the night' had been getting rather fed up of not being believed in and
decide to take actions. They started taking over the government and even killed Mr. Sataan.
They know live in harmony with the humans. Yeah, riiiiight. And so, we start this tale...
***
I scratched my head again. That darn itch just wouldn't go away. Maybe there were spiders in
the cemetery. Spiders?! Oh yes Usa, just start to freak yourself out why don't you. The high
and mighty 'Mistress of the Dark' as so many like to call me is afraid of spiders. Ugh, they are so
nasty with eight legs and a million beady little eyes. I squished that annoying bugger this morning
didn't I? Yes I did, Just try and live in MY apartment you little buggers! Usa, you are getting off
track again. You are in this cemetery to kill vampires and werewolves, not think about nasty little
spiders that- you are doing it again! I touched my magnum again to reassure myself that there
were no spiders. A silver bullet to a spider would be a spider no more.
I was starting to get really tired. I had been sitting in this wonderful cemetery in the middle of the
night to see the line of resurrection. Oh yes, those wacko vampire's that liked to raise zombies
were at it again. They were such a nuisance and starting to get on my nerves. I am going to get
rid of them for once and for all. Can't they let the dead sleep? Maybe they are jealous that
these people are dead and they are 'undead'.
I've always wondered about that term, 'undead'. Could they be 'unalive' too? And since they
were 'undead' didn't that mean they were alive? Figures, they want to be all mysterious and be
'undead'. weirdos. I should be sleeping, I haven't slept in two days and if I drink anymore
mountain dew my skin is gonna turn yellow.
I sighed and sat back on my heels looking around the dark cemetery. It was three o'clock in the
morning. All there was in the cemetery was dark graves and uneven ground. Oh, and the scary
looking crypt. It had to be one hundred years old at least, one of the walls was caving in leaving
the stone coffins to the elements. The old stone work was weather beaten and dull. It once had
to be a beautiful building, but now it was giving me the creeps. There must be a thousand spiders
in there. Usa no thinking about spiders.
I heard chanting coming from my left. I glanced over to see a line of vampires walking towards me.
They were wearing blood red cloaks and had hoods covering their faces. There was a silver
design on the front of the robes. It resembled a butterfly. Wait a minute, a butterfly? What were
they, hippie vampires? Honestly, what is the world coming to?
The line passed by me and I counted twenty-five in all. So, lets do some math here. Trusting
that none of them are masters would be each one had the strength of twenty mes. twenty times
twenty-five is, um, five hundred. Woo boy am I gonna have some fun tonight . The line had
passed me and I stood up un-holstering two magnums. I briefly reminded myself of Lara Croft.
I was wearing black leather pants and a black tank top and black boots. My hair was tied in a braid
going down my back ending at my waist. I smiled at the coincidence.
"Here boys!" I called to the vampires. The humming of the tone death vampires stopped and
they turned around to face me. I didn't hold back. I pulled the trigger and pelted the last three
vampires with silver bullets. They screamed turned to ashes. The remaining twenty-two charged
me. I started backing off sending round after round of silver bullets at them. Six more dusted
and sixteen left to go.
One leaped at me and I shot him in the chest. His face looked surprised as her turned to ashes
and showered down on me. Booya, fifteen left. I turned and ran as fast as my scrawny legs could
carry me. I leaped on to a tombstone whipping around just in time to see a vampire launch himself
at me. I kicked him in the head hearing a dull cracking noise. The bastard started to heal right in
front of me. I sent two bullets to his heart and he turned to dust. Fourteen vampires left. I pulled
out a vile of holy water out of my back pocket and twisted the cap off. I tossed in on the nearest
three.
The holy water hit them and the began to scream. Blisters began to form on their faces and
chest as they moaned on the ground. eleven now. One beefy looking vampire hit me from
behind. I tumbled off my perch onto a vampire in front of me. The next thing I know I'm a
vampire sandwich and I see eleven pairs of eyes that wouldn't mind eating the filling. I kicked
the one under me in the crotch, he moaned. Nice to know they still have all their parts. I flipped
around bring the vampire on my back under me. He growled and squeezed my arm. The pain of
his long nails digging into my wrist shot up my arm. I bit my lip and kicked the vampire standing
over me. With my free hand I shot him in the nuts. ten left. Another vampire kicked me in the
side. He had steel toed boots on and they cut into my side. Another one wrenched the magnum
out of my hand.
I was thinking fast for a way to get out of this sticky situation when standing above me, the
vampire's head flew of. His blood spilt on to me, and his body hit the ground in ashes. Oh yes,
of course the blood had to fall on to me.
A man with lilac colored hair pulled into a pony tail smirked at me. He was holding a double
edged axe. He swung it again cutting another vamp across the chest. His blade had to of been
silver because it dusted him. The vampires lost interest in me except the villain under me. I
slammed my fist into his thigh. I had a silver ring on my middle finger that happened to have a little
cross on it . He screamed in pain and lost his grip on my wrist. I leaped up and picked up my gun.
The vampire also stood up snarling at me. I shot his three times in the chest and watch him turn to
dust.
I turned and watched my rescuer finish the nine vampires. He moved with un-natural speed and
lithe. He slashed and stabbed and the next thing I knew it was just him and me standing in the
cemetery. He whipped the black blood off the blades and looked at me. I must have been a sight
for sore eyes. Four little cuts along my arm and a huge one in my side with a ripped shirt. My hair
was falling out of its braid into my eyes. I holstered my two guns and crossed my arms across me
chest. He looked at me curiously.
"What, no thank you?" He asked walking towards me. I scowled at him. He was pretty hott with
baby blues eyes and niiiiiiice muscles.
"I had it covered." I told him crossly.
"Oh yes, being pinned to the ground and having ten vampires surrounding you is having it
'covered'." He joked. He shouldered his axe and pushed a strand of hair behind his ear.
"I'm rather surprised how well you did, I saw you take out fifteen vampires. Pretty good for a
girl."
"What's that suppose to mean?" I asked. I picked up my little vile of empty holy water. I didn't
have to many of those.
"I've never seen a girl fare that well." He told her.
I flashed my eyes angrily. "You must be new in town then. I've fared far worse." I bit.
He raised his eyes at me. "Really?" He asked not believing a damn word I was saying. Ugh, did
he have to be so cute?
"Well, since you don't believe me, I'll be going." I stalked off past him brushing his shoulder. 'I've
never seen a girl fare that well before' oh stuff it up your ass. I hate it when people treat me like I'm
glass. Hello? Am I see through and I just don't see it? I didn't think so, I NOT glass people.
Arg!
I stomped off to my brown '77 Cutlass. Hey, who ever said being a Mistress of the Dark paid
well? I'm just lucky my brother is a good mechanic, it has a 455 in it. Eat my dust.
I felt the man walk up behind me while I was getting the key out of my back pocket. I sighed in
frustration. Why won't the stupid key turn? I felt him just standing behind me and staring. I
whipped around and glared at him. He had a smirk on his face. "Yes?" I asked trying to keep
my temper under control.
"Nothing." He calked his head to the side. "Having problems?"
"Yes, but I don't need any help." I defended myself. Could I have said that any worse? Oh boy,
where is my sign?
He looked ready to burst out laughing. "Is that so?" Okay, make me feel like a blonde here. Oh
wait, I am a blonde. I desperately need some sleep.
"Look who ever you are. Thanks for saving me back there. I haven't had sleep since Monday
and that was for three hours. I just want to go home and relax, so could you cut me some slack
here?" I snapped at him.
He frowned at me. "Do you know where Kayka Street is? I'm suppose to meet someone there
and I'm completely lost." He asked.
I sighed again. "Hop in the car, I'll take ya." I finally opened the door and unlocked the
passenger door. He opened it and slid in the car onto my ripped black bench seat. "Don't mind
the mess." I said gesturing to the mountain dew cans and hamburger wrappers on the dash
board. He pushed the pink fuzzy twin bunnies I had hanging from the rearview mirror and
grinned.
"Don't mess with the bunnies or your walking." I threatened. He settled into his seat and I
started the car. The engine roared to life and I took off down 12th street. The streets were
empty but the sidewalks had several interesting characters moseying down the street.
One demon caught my eye. He was bright pink and had purple spikes pointing out of his skull
where his hair should have been. Interesting. Moby's Flower came on the radio and I smiled at
one of my favorite songs.
I turned onto Kayka Street and slammed on my brakes. There in front of us were hundred of
rioting 'monsters'. They were holding up sighs that said 'Human Laws 2 Cruel' and 'Racist
Humans'. They were parading around the street chanting humans to cruel to the undead. I
glanced over to the man sitting beside me, he seemed just as shocked as I was. "Holy crap." He
whispered. More like unholy crap but I didn't feel like pointing that out.
One vampire looked over at us and pointed at us. "Human! Let's bag them!" About a hundred
vampires and werewolves turned to us. They started to charge us. "GO!" The man shouted. I
threw my car into reverse and hit the gas. Did you know it's against the law to go over twenty-five
miles backwards? I got a ticket for that one day. I turned the wheel around to get us going in the
right direction. I hit the gas going southbound on Kayka Street. I glanced into my rearview
mirror and saw a hoard of vampires flying after me. Joy.
"Exactly who were you meeting on kayka street?" I asked turning sharply onto a different street.
"Actually, that's where my hotel is. Guess I'm not sleeping there tonight." He gritted through his
teeth. I was going 110m.p.h. down a 45m.p.h. street. I took another look behind me and saw I
lost them, I slowed down to eighty. "Know where any hotels are that are open at three thirty in
the morning?" He asked. I sighed, not in this town.
"Not unless you mind sleeping in a trash can on the homeless block." I suggested.
"I'll have to pass on that." He said making a face. So he's a rich boy. "I guess, as long as you
promise to be nice and not kill me or anything, You can crash on my couch." I offered, mentally
kicking myself. Oh there we go, why don't I just say, sleep with me?
"As long as you don't try to kill me."
"Senshi's honor." I promised.
"All right. I really appreciate it." He thanked. I smiled and continued driving.
We didn't talk for the rest of the way to my apartment. I pulled up to the tall building in the
Jubaan district. I had an apartment seven blocks from my parents house. I parked in the parking
garage and stepped out of my car locking the door. The man followed me. We walked over to
the elevator and I pushed the fifteenth floor. I leaned heavily against the wall, my caffeine high
had definitly and I felt like I could fall asleep right here.
"Oh, by the way, my name is Trunks." He told me.
"Please to meet ya, I'm Usagi." I told him sleepily. The elevator binged and the doors opened.
I trudge down the hallway to 15d, my humble home. I pulled out my key and opened the door.
I stepped in and flipped on the lights. I heard Trunks close the door behind me. I took off my
muddy boots and Trunks did the same. I glance around my cute little apartment. I had white
carpet and a dark blue couch and arm chair. A little silver coffee table was between the couch
and the TV. I had an oak dining room table that sat six and a small kitchen. I only had a
one-bedroom apartment, so Trunks would get the couch. "Let me get you a blanket." I said
gesturing to the couch. Trunks plopped down on my comfy couch as I walked into my room
to get an extra blanket. I grabbed a blue comforter and one of my feather pillows. I walked back
into the main area and over to the couch.
Trunks' eyes were closed in exhaustion. I guess I'm not the only one. I noticed he now was
laying on the couch. He looked absolutely adorable. I always have been a sucker for cute ones.
Like Mamoru, wait a minute girl, don't even think of that creep. "Trunks. Trunks. Yoo-hoo!
Trunks! Do ya want a blanket or not?" I asked him. He didn't stir. Great. He's asleep, at least
one of us is.
His arm came up an wrapped around my waist. I dropped the blanket and pillow and squeaked as
he pulled me down on top of his chest. Well, isn't this nice. He pinned me to his chest in his
sleep. I struggled to get out of his vice grip but failed. He then murmured something about
dragons and a guy name Gohan and he flipped over in his sleep. I was now underneath him.
Perfect. I struggled more but he was so strong and I was so tired. He wasn't all the way on top
of he, but I was in the crook of his arm and wasn't going to be able to get out anytime soon. I
started to drift off into sleep as my weariness finally caught up with me.
***
I felt the sun beating on my face but didn't want to get up. I felt a warm body next to mine and
opened my eyes. I couldn't believe my eyes, Usagi could have been mistaken for an angel. Her
gold hair surrounded her face and her skin looked so smooth. She also had beautiful eyes that
were closed at the moment. Wait a minute, how did she end up next to me? She had said
something about getting me a blanket and I was so tired I fell asleep. So how did she get
beside me? And me holding her so she can't get up. Hmm... Interesting. By the Gods
would you look at her hair? It has to be spun gold and... what is that smell? Ohmigosh!
That's me! Ugh! I'm surprised Usagi is still alive if she had to smell me.
I stood up stretching leaving the golden Goddess sleeping on the couch. She just shifted her
position and continued sleeping. I walked over to the bathroom and opened up the door. It was
a small bathroom, there was a towel on the rack with pink bunnies all over it. I smiled at the
cuteness and turned on the water to the shower. I got out of my clothes and piled them on
the toilet.
After getting it to the right temperate I stepped in. Yes, that feels good, I'm awake now. After
a ten minute shower I turned off the water. The only towel was the bunny one, hey, who really
needs a towel in all honesty? I reached for her brush and ran it through my hair. I heard the
knob of the door turn and looked over to see a sleepy, well, actually not sleepy any more, Usa.
She stared at me in shock, I watched her eyes run over me and land on a certain part of me.
Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head. I suppressed a laugh.
"OHMIGOSH! Trunks, I'm sooo sorry! I wasn't thinking and -" Usagi whirled around and
had her back to me. "-I'm really sorry, I just had to go to the bathroom and I'm used to being
by myself, oh, I'm soo sorry!" I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing. I guess that was the last
thing she expected because she jumped in the air when I started laughing, and turned around
again.
"It's all right Usagi, it's not like you've ever seen a naked man before, right?" I reassured her.
Her eyes looked at me uncertainly. "You mean, you haven't seen a man naked before?" Usagi
turned a bright shade of red and turned around again. She shook her head. "Never?" I asked
disbelieving.
"Well, Minako did have magazines but, still, that couldn't have prepared me for you." She
blushed again. Me? Well, look who's king of the world! I'm feeling very lucky right now, this
golden goddess approves of me! Ha! My smile widened and I took my pants off the toilet and
pulled them on. I grabbed my shirt and stepped past Usagi winking at her. She blushed even
more red.
"The bathroom is all yours now." I told her and she shut the door.
***
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