Author: Shadow

Disclaimer: I, K.P. Phelps, here by state for future reference that I do not own Sailor Moon or any of its characters. I do own a few DVDs, Videos and manga but nothing more.

Summary: Six years have passed since Andrew and Darien nearly escaped death. Now that Darien and Serena's wedding is quickly approaching, a horrible blast from the past will rock their world again. Sequel to Saints of Satan.

08 – February - 2007

Bride of Satan

Chapter Three

It hurt to open her eyes but she had to try anyways. She knew this feelings, remembered the smell, but only this time. There was no one to take care of her.

Serena cracked one of her eyes open and whimpered from the pain thrashing through her head like a raver on ecstasy. She moaned and tried to reach to hold her head, but a force on her wrists held her in place.

She opened both eyes and looked around, the only light slipping into the room was from the barred window on the thick metal door. She noticed the pain in her shoulders and looked up realizing that she was hanging from her wrists, her toes barely touching the floor. She panicked and took in her surroundings.

The door was metal; the walls were thick stone, almost medieval looking. She looked off the right and gasped. Andrew was hanging from metal cuffs like hers, his head lolled to the side, hanging limp and unaware. His face was a bruised mess, blood pouring from a cut on his forehead all the way down his neck, blood coming from his nose and his busted lip.

She swallowed and called for him "Andrew." She whimpered as she heard footsteps walking down the hall "Andrew!" Her voice came out as a panicked whisper.

"Damn it all Andrew wake up!" Serena tried to balance herself enough to poke him with her toe and succeeded.

He groaned and slowly opened his eyes "Serena…" he slowly came to and stood only to fall back and hit the wall with a loud thud.

"Andrew!" she whimpered getting his attention.

He looked over at her and a look of relief passed over his face. "Serena…you're alright."

"I'm as fine as I can be hanging like this." She whispered swallowing. "You have blood every where Andrew. Are you alright?"

"Like you said, as fine as I can be chained up." He looked around and sighed, "I don't know where we are. This doesn't look like any Hell's Army base I've ever been too."

The door swung open with a loud creak and a thud as it hit the wall "That's because it isn't one you've ever been to Andrew darling." A throaty female voice said from the door.

Andrew squinted then growled and pulled against the cuffs. "YOU! You fucking bitch! Why are we here?"

"Isn't it obvious Andrew?" The woman purred as she came further into the dungeon style room.

"That you're crazy yeah you fucking crone." He growled pulling at the cuffs.

Serena's eyes finally adjusted and she was able to finally see the woman. She was about five foot eight with wavy, curly green hair that fell about her shoulders in a downward angle cut, her bangs shadowing her features. A black and red scarf was wrapped around her neck, mouth and nose covering her features even more. She was wearing a black tank top under a sheer sweeper coat that billowed on the floor as she walked, her thick platform boots thumping heavily on the stones and red and black tights that disappeared under a short, black pleated skirt.

"You look like a gothic school girl. With that mentality, it explains the stereotypical dungeon motif." Serena said sneering at the woman.

The woman backhanded Serena with a closed fist making Serena spin with the chains only pulling her arms up around tightly. Serena cried out as she spun around a bit. The woman laughed and crossed her arms across her chest "I wouldn't be bad mouthing me Serena! I'm the leader of the new Hell's Army. I won't let anyone take pity on you like Diamond did!"

Andrew growled and tried to lunge at her. The green haired woman just laughed, "Pull all you want Andrew. You won't go anywhere! Bye Zee Bye for now crumpets." She said as she turned and walked out laughing evilly.

Andrew growled and yelled after her "Damn you! Damn you to Hell Emerald!"

(Emerald is based off of me. I thought it would be fun to throw in my dark and evil mind as a bad guy this once to battle against Serena who personifies my good side. Both sides are kind of bitchy, sarcastic and hyper though so this should be interesting.)