A/N

Alright my attempt at writing something. I don not own Sailor Moon. Some of the Plot was taken from an old book I had read, and I thought the concept of a plague ridden world was interesting. Most of the first chapter came from "The Girl Who Owned a City." I just wanted to place my favorite Senshi in that situation.

Summery:

Time: 20th century. Place: Planet Earth. Crisis: a catastrophic virus has swept the world and killed everyone except a few lucky individuals. Focuses on Haruka who will be the main character.

Parings: (some sooner then others)

Haruka/Michiru

Usagi/Mamoru

Senshi/Shitennou (though there will be no powers in this fan fiction.)

Setsuna/?

By the way this is definitely an A/U so enjoy.


"Good! This house is empty." And while the girl waited in the cold to be sure, she relaxed for a moment and let herself think on all the things that had changed in just a few weeks.

At that very time last Tuesday, She had been sitting impatiently, in her tenth- grade Modern Japanese class. There had been no reason to believe that her life would be turned upside down. But it had, and now her life seemed so grave.

The world had changed, and there was nothing she could do about it except survive.

"What will happen to me?" she wondered. Then, unexpectedly, she swung her leg with all her might, her boot smashed through the front door.

The door banging against the wall was still ringing in her ears as she walked into the now open door. Her movements were quick. She had become good at being a thief.

Her eyes struggled to adjust to the strange dimness of the empty room.

"Lucky I didn't hurt myself this time," she thought, inspecting her hand, which she found to be trembling,

"There is nothing to be afraid of the owners are gone, most likely dead… I wonder if I will ever truly get use to this?"

After she got herself under control, she proceeded to the living room. The room was filled with expensive, comfortable- looking furniture. The large couch seemed especially inviting, and it made her realize just how tired she really was.

Not thinking clearly, she searched about the room for a light switch. When she found it, an ironic smile formed on her lips. "Baka!" she thought. "There is no more electricity anymore."

A bulging lady's purse caught her eye and, without even opening it, she threw it into her empty sack.

The odor of spoiled food drew her into the kitchen. The garbage container by the sink was crawling with little maggots. They seemed to be in every kitchen now that most of the houses had become barren of life. It was almost as if the tiny creatures were ghost who had moved in to haunt the empty houses.

The refrigerator was filled with warm, rotted food. She started to reach for some apples that still looked to be good, but she stopped, guessing that they had picked up the taste of the bad food.

She next looked in the pantry. She filled her sack almost to the top with canned food, form the bathroom she gathered toothpaste, aspirin, toilet paper, and a bar of soap, she then started for the door, but not before she grabbed a can opener, and a few candles from the dining room table.

She was amazed at how her actions lately had become almost automatic. But her abilities to do the things she had to do helped her survive and become stronger. She new that what she was doing was considered a crime in the old world, but in this world where only a few survived she was willing to do whatever it took to save her life- and Hotaru's

She moved to the light of a window to look at her watch. It was getting late, and Hotaru would be worried about her. The little girl she had found alone and starved, depended on her for everything. She had become the best thing she had, not to mention her one true reason for living.

After tucking the watch into the coat pocket, she started for the door again but paused, noticing a small writing desk in the corner of the room under a window. How neatly the papers were arranged on its top. She couldn't resist her curiosity to find out a bit about the people who lived there. She sat down at the small desk looking through most of the letters.

Most of them were bills and other things that had to do with business. As far as she could figure out the man, Itto Isanuma, had been the president of some company. There were several half finished Christmas cards and one small sealed letter, marked "special delivery- urgent."

She opened it. It read,

Dear son,

I have talked with several of the best doctors in the world, and they all offer no hope to you mother and I. We both get weaker by the day and at the most, we have only a few more days on this earth. Most of the neighbors are already gone… It horrible, this fate that man has bestowed onto himself, the virus continues to spread. Wiping out billions a day, a man made plague sent out to destroy its own creators. But there is still a bit of hope for those who have not reached 15 yet. You are the ones who will survive this curse, and who knows maybe you will create a true utopia.

I'm sorry we never got around to that trip to Hokkaido. There will be many things that will be lost to this tragedy, and I'm sorry for all the missed times we had.

Your mother and I would be happy if you would take this house when we're gone, and the cottage, of course, is yours too.

We love you

Be brave…

She put the letter aside, recalling sadly that she had received one very much like it. Her father had sent it form the hospital shortly before he died.

Leaving the front door open, she hurried home, the son, if he was still alive wouldn't need a key.


There you go hope you enjoyed the first chapter. More to come soon… I think.

-k

P.S. This chapter has been edited/fixed( though it was something very small that needed to be fixed).