DISCALAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SAILOR MOON, IT IS ALL NAOKO TECHNICHIE'S (sp?) AND I WORSHIP HER FOR CREATING IT...SO PLEASE...NO SUE.

Title: Taken Rating: R Part: Chapter 1 By: Happy Noodle Girl ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey I'm finally back! Took me awhile huh? Well I had a bit of writer's block, more like a year and a half's worth of it. Not fun. But I'm back and I was inspired by an old piece that I wrote, it wasn't very long so I decided to expand on that idea and create a series with it. I really hope you like it.

Summary: Now you may think, 'Oh jeeze, another typical 'break up fic', well that's where you're wrong, this is very different from your average 'Serena-do-nothing' fic, she promises herself to become a stronger warrior, and a more graceful and mature Sailor Scout. She works hard, trys to train by herself. But one day after a solo training session she goes to the Cherry Hill Temple to visit Raye. But lo-and-behold, there is a secret meeting going on about her with the Sailor Scouts and Darien; they want to kick her out. Now Serena is furious at the betrayal and quits the Sailor Scouts before they can kick her out. But she will need their help more than ever when she finds out that her family has been taken by a new enemy, a rather mysterious and seductive enemy that is after Serena and her power, she must over come this enemy, but not without consequences.

And now our story begins......



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"I don't love you anymore Serena, leave me alone!" Darien yelled harshly at Serena, with little feeling behind his eyes.

The tears began to well up in her deep blue eyes, her lip trembled with the effort it took to hold them back.

"But, why Darien? You couldn't have forgotten how I was the Moon Princess and you were Prince Endymion? Why don't you love me anymore Darien!" She screamed, wrapping her arms around her chest to help control her shudders.

Darien glared at her in disgust, but his mind was a whirlwind of emotions. 'I'm sorry Serena, but these damn dreams, I won't let anything hurt you, even if that means we can't be together...I'm sorry my love.'

"You want to know why? You're immature, weak, a crybaby, you never put any effort into anything you do, and you're stupid! How could I be with anyone like that? I need a real woman Serena, not a baby." He deadpanned, even though his own words were like knives on his skin, which could only mean that it had to be much worse for her, and that made him want to cry with her.

Suddenly she straightened her posture, a regal glare sprouting from the depths of her deep blue and angered eyes. Darien saw the small remaining tear drops trickle down her face and thought it odd that her disposition towards the subject could change so flippantly.

"No one calls me stupid Darien, I love you with all my heart, and I will keep loving you, but you have no right to call me stupid, you don't know me at all." Serena spit out, her teeth clenching and unclenching along with her fists that hanged down at her sides.

The shock on Darien's face was apparent at this sudden change, but it was gone in seconds, and the aloof and rock steady Darien of the past was back.

"Good-bye Serena." Was all he said before he turned his back on her and walked away as calmly as he had walked up to her, emotionless.

Tears once again began to build in her distraught eyes, her momentary lapse of maturity and anger melted like butter, and her composure crumbled. She knew she had to get to some place quiet and secluded so she wouldn't be seen on the streets crying her poor broken heart out for the whole of Tokyo to see. She swung her gaze about, looking desperately for a place to hide from the world. She spotted an old battered telephone booth that looked to be out of service not far away in an alley. She raced for her sanctuary, sliding the door open, then closing it and sinking to its depth, and finally she was able to let go. She rolled her school uniform in her fists, clenching her eyes shut as tears steadily poured out in rivers. Her eyes then suddenly opened in realization.

'I need to shape up, he doesn't want the stupid crybaby teenager, he wants a real woman, I can be that woman, I'll become more mature and graceful, and I'll fight better, I'll practice, I'll become smarter Darien, I promise, I love you and I wont let you let me go.' She promised herself as she raised and brushed out the newly formed wrinkles in her navy blue pleated skirt. She wiped the remaining tears from her eyes and slid open the telephone booth's door, stepping out and breathing in the fresh air of a new day.

'It's a new day indeed.' She reassured herself , which brought a slight smile to her young features.

She began to head home, paying careful attention to where she was going, no more was the careless exuberant young girl who tripped over anything and everything, the new mature Serena was on her way.

She reached home and was tempted to pat herself on the back for not falling once, she had almost fallen at one point but gained her balance and composure back quickly. She said hello to her mother as she walked in the door, who was cooking in the kitchen, preparing dinner.

"Dinner will be ready in a couple minutes Honey." Her mother said as Serena rushed up the stairs to start her homework. Serena realized she would not be able to get it done before dinner, but promised herself that right after dinner she would do it, and do it well.

But first she went upstairs to see if Luna was home yet and to set out her school things. Luna was indeed home, and sleeping at the edge of Serena's bed peacefully.

'Just like a cat,' She thought exasperated. 'always sleeping.' She continued with a more wishful tone.

Serena glanced around her room, surveying the colors. 'No wonder Darien thinks I'm a baby, I'm 17 for Christ's sake and my room is still littered with stuffed animals, and covered in pink. This needs to be remedied.' Serena thought resolutely.

Serena walked out of her room in disgust, reminding herself to ask her parents if she could redecorate her room soon. She walked into the kitchen to see her family, her mother Ilene, her father Ken, and her little pest of a brother Sammy, all sitting down to dinner at the family table. Serena gracefully sat down, taking care not to fall or trip like usual, instead she glided into her seat as if it were her thrown. No one seemed to notice.

Once her plate was full she could feel an urge rise up in her stomach that told her to eat everything in site and at an inhuman speed. But she resisted.

"Eat up Meatball Head." This came from her bratty brother, it was a derisive comment that was said to make fun of her former eating habits.

"Shut up Sammy you little maggot." Serena barely whispered so only her brother could hear, but unfortunately he wasn't the only one to hear.

"Serena! I heard that, now apologize to your brother!" Her mother yelled at her, dropping her fork which made a clatter when it connected with the plate.

Serena looked at her incredulously, "What! Mom! You heard what he said to me, am I supposed to just take that?"

"What are you talking about Serena? He was just telling you to eat and then you call him a maggot, I will not have you calling your brother that, now go to your room!" Her mother yelled, losing her control; she obviously didn't hear Sammy's mocking tone as Serena had heard it.

Serena was about to argue but knew that if she did it would get her no where except into more trouble. So she threw down her fork and forcefully pushed back her chair, letting it skid across the floor. She then whipped around and headed up stairs. Her father then yelled to her, "And pick up your room, it's a pig pen, your brother's is even cleaner than that mess!"

That was the last straw, and before she knew it Serena was turning around and yelling down the stairs, "SHUT! UP!" And then running back up the stairs and into her room, slamming the door so hard it seemed to shake the entire house and its foundation.

Serena stormed into her room, eyes ablaze with fire, this of course woke Luna and she was looking around frantically, wondering what in the world had just happened. But Serena just picked up her History book and started to do her homework, working off her tension through her homework. Luna was surprised at her charge, was she doing her homework?

"Serena, what are you doing?" Luna asked confused.

"I'm doing my fucking homework what does it look like?" She spat out, irritated beyond belief.

Luna seemed to step back, "Well then I'm going to go out, I'll see you later Serena." Luna said, shocked at the ever so rare curse coming from Serena's mouth. She then jumped out the window and onto the neighboring tree that dumped her out onto the lawn.

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Serena breathed as she started to write out her answers to her homework.

Serena worked diligently from 6:30pm to 9:00pm on her Math, History, English, and Science homework. She checked over her answers quickly and then went to set her alarm clock for 6:30am the next morning.

'No more being late to school Serena. You have to get up early now.' And with this disheartening thought she slowly undressed and got into her pajamas and preceeded to get into bed, turning off the light on the way. And the last thing she thought of before she dozed off to sleep was, 'I wonder if I can change the colors on my Sailor Scout outfit, I really hate all that red and blue, makes me feel like the damn American flag.'(AN: Don't worry I'm not an Anarchist :) She then fell to sleep, but her sleep was not a peaceful one.

~*~Dream~*~

"I don't love you anymore Serena! Go away! I hate you!" Darien yelled at her with hatred burning in his eyes.

"Darien, no, you can't mean that." Serena pleaded, tears falling freely from her eyes.

"I do Serena. Now leave me alone." And with those last words he began to fade away, leaving a distraught girl crying in the middle of darkness, alone.

~*~End Dream~*~

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Well there was chapter 1, how do you like it? I know kinda boring but trust me it gets better :) Well please let me know what you think, I wanna know! Hehe. And ya know, if ya dont give me reviews or e-mails, I might just discontinue this little number...well not really...but the grammar might start to really suck if I don't get any reviews! :) Well, you can e-mail me at Fallenfrmgrace33@aol.com or you can just do a review, but if you're going to criticize me, do it constructively, please! Later!

P.S.-Hey, tell me what you think is going to happen next...I love to hear what you guys think is going to happen next :)

-Happy Noodle Girl