I don't own Sailor Moon or Death Note, wish I did.
A smirk played on the silver haired beauties lips as she flicked her cigarette on the floor and used the heel of her black leather boot to put out the ember and crush the remainder of the tobacco.
Pushing herself up from the wall in the dark alley way that she had been leaning on, the girl, no, woman, rammed her hands into the pockets of her black leather trousers and tilted her head to the sky, staring at the sky in twisted amusement, with sparkling ocean eyes.
Shrugging her white wife beater clad shoulders, the woman shook some of her shoulder length silver hair into her face and stalked out of the alley and down the sunny street of Juuban, Tokyo, Japan.
This was her home town, this was where she belonged, this was what she ran from.
This was Serena Tsukino.
Well... Kind of.
Last time I set foot here I was 15... My, time flies. Thought the 21 year old Serena as she briskly walked down the street to a familiar arcade.
Just as she walked through the doors and heard a familiar inviting jingle, a scream could be heard from down the street.
"Serena! I'm going to kill you!"
Several heads snapped up and turned towards the door where the sound came from, as Serena smirked and casually walked into the arcade.
"Serena?" Whispered the sandy blonde haired man from behind the counter, going unheard to all but Serena herself, as she sat down on one of the stalls.
"Andrew." Serena said softly as she rested her head on her hand and smiled warmly at her old friend.
In a flash, Andrew was over the counter and hugging the silver beauty with all his might.
"I missed you too! But I need to breathe!" Serena squealed happily.
Pulling away quickly, Andrew stared at Serena as tears slowly slid down his face, while his eyes shined with hope, happiness and... Despair?
"Andrew." Serena mutter sadly.
"Serena, where have you been? Why did you leave suddenly? We where all so worried about you!"
"Oh... You know, just here, there, England. And honestly, Andrew, I'd love to say "I just felt like a change", but I just couldn't stand it here anymore. You know I trust you like you were my own brother, so I tell you this, one person can only stand so much betrayal before they have to run from the pressure." Serena said as she took off her sun glasses and stared at Andrew with tired, pain filled eyes.
"They are sorry, Serena." Andrew said, knowing whom she was referring too.
Of course he did, everyday since Serena's disappearance, Amy, Mina, Raye, Lita and Darien all came into the arcade with a cloud of depression hanging over their heads and glimmers of guilt in their eyes. Hell, even Molly and Melvin had come in with such. It was like everyone who Serena cared about had betrayed her and was now feeling the back lash, or lack there of.
"Darling, they don't know the meaning of sorry. I find it highly unlikely that they feel anything other than self love." Serena huffed, remembering the fateful day where everything started to go down hill, or more accurately, down a cliff.
Six Years Before:
Serena held back a whimper as she walked down the busy streets of Juuban, remembering the prefect picture she had seen before her.
Raye, Darien and Rini, all sat at a table next to the window in the arcade, laughing at something Rini had said, probably about her. They looked like a perfect family, but a week after Darien had broken up with her, no longer loving her, had he obviously found comfort in her best friend, while Rini had the parents she'd longed for, leaving Serena frozen solid with sadness and shock, in the pouring rain.
A sharp pain ran through Serena's arm as someone bashed into her, obviously in a hurry to get out of the freezing rain, they didn't even bother to glace at her to see if she was alright, as she fell harshly to the ground with a large gash running down her arm, where the mans zip had caught her skin and ripped it off. Serena didn't make a sound as she pulled herself up from the cold, unforgiving pavement, ignoring the sympathetic glances she got from people who had taken shelter under a near by supermarkets extended roof.
Serena continued to shuffle home, trying to recollect herself so she could face her family, because God forbid that she ever be truly upset outside of whining over spilled milk.
Just as she reached her house and opened the door, she knew something was wrong, normally one does when the metallic smell of freshly spilled blood rushes up your nose before you even had a chance to breath in. Eyes wide, Serena dumped her bag on the floor in shock and rushed into the house, only to see something that no teenage girl should ever lay eyes upon.
Present Day:
"Darling?" Andrew questioned, breaking Serena out of her trip down memory lane.
"Ah yes, sorry, six years surrounded by an English teacher will do that to you." Serena smirked, obviously aware of the fact that she was painfully articulate in comparison to how she was all those years ago.
"So, what was England like?" Andrew said, happy to get off of the subject of the girls and Darien.
"Superb, really. Of course, it has crime much like any other place in the world, but the people are friendly and the shopping is amazing, the weather is highly under rated and the food is gorgeous, and in all of my years of living there, I haven't met one person addicted to tea." Serena smiled cheekily back.
"Sounds great! Speaking of food, want a milkshake? On the house, of course!" Andrew chirped.
"Nah, I'll have a coffee thanks, also, why are you still working here? I thought you would of well been into your career as a doctor by now!" She said, suddenly realizing the time difference.
"Yeah, I am, don't worry about that." Andrew laughed. "I just come here sometimes to help out a bit, trip down memory lane sort of thing." He smiled, going in the back to make Serena's coffee, leaving her to look over old memories once again.
Past:
There, in the center of the room, lay her mother, only recognizable by her lavender hair and orange and yellow dress.
Her face was slashed in different directions, her left arm and right leg had been cut off at the root, on later inspection, the left arm had been stolen, while the right let remained in the bathroom upstairs. Blood pooled around her, making her hair sway to and fro in the blood, as if she was some kind of Gothic mermaid, disgustingly beautiful.
Two Wara Ningyo (Japanese curse dolls) were nailed to the walls at waist height. Serena was short of breath, hyperventilating as she transformed and ran upstairs, frantically searching the rest of the house to see if anyone else was home, or, if the killer was still inside. Upon reaching her parents room, she was greeted once again with a sight of the same horrific nature.
Her father lay in the center of the room, much like her mother, but upside down. His head had been caved in by continuous beatings, the shape of the weapon seemingly carved into his skull. His eyes had also been poked out and crushed, glasses put on after they had been removed, he was also surrounded by blood that seemed to endlessly pour from his eye sockets. Like he was crying his own death, staring back at Sailor Moon, empty eyes begging for understanding, salvation... But she had been too late.
This time, three Wara Ningyo had been nailed to the walls, one on each wall, much like down stairs.
Running to her little brothers room, she flung open the door, somewhat relieved to see there was no horribly mutilated body lying on the floor, a twinkling voice of sanity in the back of her mind whispering that he was at a friends, only to be shattered when she was two Wara Ningyo on the walls. Shaking to a point of near fainting, Serena turned and opened her own door. Directly in front of her, on the wall, was one, single, Wara Ningyo, as if to say: "I killed your parents, and I will be back for you and your brother."
Staring at the straw doll, Serena barely heard her communicator going off, she barely managed to pull it out of her subspace pocket, she barely managed to turn it on.
"Where the hell are you, Moon?! I don't care if you're about to have dinner or if your favorite cartoon is on, you have responsibilities so get your ass down to the park NOW!" Sailor mars screamed down the line, ending the communication before she could notice Serena's colorless face.
Before she could notice her princess's soul die.
Present Day:
Serena picked up the coffee Andrew had placed in front of her but a few moments ago, sipping on the substance for a few seconds, eyes wide in thought, she did not notice Mina walk into the arcade, but Mina noticed her. After a few seconds of shock, Mina ran out of the arcade to get the other scouts.
Past:
Sailor moon flew through the air at break neck speeds, her hair turning silver and her eyes turning ice with every leap and bound, until she reached the park.
Landing so forcefully it smashed the cement walk way, Sailor moon stood up to her full height, head tilted down, eyes glaring at the monster, leaving her face half shadowed, with her aura oozing with insanity.
The crashing sound Sailor moon's entrance came with managed to stop the fight, Scounts, Tuxedo Mask and even the Youma stared wide eyed at the Senshi leader.
Mars was, of course, the first to recover.
"What the hell, Meatball head?! What took you so long?! Decided to have a nap half way here or something? Stop being so incompetent! You're the reason we're all hurt!" Sailor mars bellowed, breaking the state of shock.
"She's right, you did take too long to get here." Sailor mercury whispered, not noticing that with each word, Sailor moon's aura became more and more powerful, more out of control.
"Yeah, Sailor moon, you really need to start being more responsible." Sailor Venus tagged in, trying to make their leader realize how important she was when it came to fighting the youmas.
"If you didn't sleep and eat so much, maybe we wouldn't have so much trouble all the time." Sailor Jupiter concluded.
"Stop standing there and blast the youma, Sailor moon! You've had enough time already!" Tuxedo snapped, as he held Rini to him, who stuck her tongue out at Sailor moon.
"I should be leader! We'd never have these problems if I was!" Sailor mars shouted loudly, trying to egg the other sailor scout on.
Sailor moons fingers twitched, and in a second, the bright red devil youma turned into dust.
"Die." Sailor moon whispered, turning her face more to the light, showing the jaded look that had washed over her beautiful features. With blazing red eyes, Sailor moon smirked and disappeared in a flash.
"What just happened?" Rini whispered, scared out of her wits. Tuxedo mask stared at the empty space Sailor moon had been standing seconds before and whispered in reply.
"I... I don't know."
Meanwhile, Serena walked, again, through the streets of Juuban towards the police station, clasping and unclasping her hands with each step, trying to control her sanity.
"Serena! Hey Serena! Wait up!" The joined voices of Molly and Melvin rang in her ears, causing her to stop and turn around, tilting her head slightly to the side, wide eyed.
"Where are you going? We'll come with you! We haven't spent time with you in ages!" Molly chirped, smiling at her best friend.
"Sorry, but I'd rather go alone." Serena said, giving a tight smile that looked almost inhuman.
Alone.
Alone.
She was all alone.
"Come on! Let us come with you." Melvin whined.
"Yeah! We haven't been able to see you ever since you became friends with the girls, all we want is to talk to you for a little bit." Molly asked, puppy dog eyes shining.
"No. I have to go alone."
"It's to see them, isn't it? Are you honestly so selfish that you'd abandon your own friends once some better ones come along?" Molly whispered harshly, mood changing in seconds, obviously having harbored such feelings for a long time.
"No." Serena replied, her voice dead and cold.
"Who needs you as a friend anyway?! You're stupid and kluzy and never do anything right! I hope you suffer and end up alone, because you honestly don't care about anyone except yourself!" Molly screamed, caught up in her own over dramatic grief of loosing her friend to someone else once again. In her rage, she didn't notice her hand shoot out and slap Serena across the face. The tight smile curved onto Serena's lips once again as Melvin held a distraught Molly back.
"I already am." Serena hissed, turned around and ran off. Leaving Molly and Melvin confused and saddened.
Present Day:
"So, what did you do when you were in England?" Andrew asked, returning from giving a booth their orders.
"Well, you know, spent two years in an insane asylum, ended up in an orphanage met my best friend, became rock star, as you do." Serena said, sipping on her coffee once again.
"An insane asylum?! That's a joke, right?!" Andrew asked, dropping his wash cloth in shock (seems to be a lot of shock today).
"No." Serena said simply, sipping her coffee once again.
Past:
Serena clasped Sammy's hand tight in her own as they stood in the pouring rain over the graves of their parents. Dressed in a full black gothic lolita dress with black lace gloves and black boots, with a black ribbon holding her hair back in a ponytail, Serena looked like a fallen angel, holding a gothic spider curved umbrella over their heads, while her brother wore a black suit, shirt and tie.
It was a dismal day, Serena noticed with a twisted smile, perfect for a funeral.
They had been standing there was 2 hours after the funeral had ended, both stiff as boards, neither saying anything, only tightening their hold on each others hands ever so often. They were all they had left in the world, they both knew that. No other relatives to speak of, they knew they couldn't lose each other.
"Excuse me Miss, young Sir, I need to ask you to come with me." An kindly old man said, dressed in a black suit with a white shirt and a old fashioned bowler hat. He had a salt and pepper mustache and crinkled eyes that shone with kindness and sympathy at the young siblings.
"My name is Quillsh Wammy, and I'm here to take you to the Wammy house."
OK, yes, the murder scene was helped by Death Note: Another Note.
I personally love the betrayal stories and don't think there are enough out there that result in a strong Serena or Usagi, I know she's out of character, but I rather her being insane to depressed. Also, the "Serena, I'm going to kill you!" line will be explained in the next chapter, there will be more Darien involvement as well. This is NOT a Mars bashing story. So yeah, review if you want this to be updated faster, or just... Don't at all, I only wrote this for fun, so yeah.