A/N: Howdy y'all! Sorry about the wait. The chapter updates will take a while longer since I am working a lot and I am also preparing for Otakon in August. No, I sadly am not doing a Sailor Moon cosplay, but one day I hope to do so. As promised, here is a SUPER intense chapter.

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WARNING: DARK THEMES, RAPE, PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA, AND POSSIBLE TRIGGERS. Read at your own caution.

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Korrupted.

Disclaimer: I AM STILL NOT THE OWNER OF SAILOR MOON. This fact will probably never change.


"So... How are we going to do this?" Ami asked the group of men and women around her, the Shitennou and Senshi all trying to pool collectively for ideas on how to help their comrade. None of them could fathom just how they would rid the warrior of courage of this other personality, and it was a sobering prospect to know that Dark Makoto, as Rei called her, was very vocal about being their foe. "So far Dark Makoto is only present when Mako-chan is sleeping, but Rei-chan is concerned about the possibility of her growing strong enough to appear when our Makoto is awake too." Sapphire eyes became incredibly solemn as she looked at the table. "And Mako-chan is sleeping less and less."

All eyes fell on the weary senshi of thunder, the tall girl fighting the powerful desire to sleep. The last youma attack had seen her far less aware of her surroundings, Minako forced to knock her down to avoid being struck by debris. After a few moments, she had pulled herself together, but it was growing clear that everything was taking a toll on her. She was pushing herself far too hard, trying to keep from being a burden, but at the cost of her own safety. "If... If she does win..." The words were full of exhaustion and fear. "Please, promise me you will stop her. Whatever it takes." Her green eyes were sharp, the meaning of her words clear.

Usagi stood, her hands braced on the table as she answered, "Iie! I won't do that, Mako-chan. We won't let her win. We will all help you beat her!" Agreement echoing from the others as Makoto stared at them in hazy disbelief. How could the princess believe so much in Makoto's own strength when she was certain that she would fail? Her life had become an endless cycle of nightmares and fights, constantly battling against youma, sleep, and insanity in the desperate attempt of keeping the darkness within her at bay. Even Haruka and Michiru had seen the change in her, the aqua haired violinist opting to try and talk to her only to be coldly turned away, her butch lover explaining that the brunette just needed time.

However, time was not their ally. She had been unable to attend her final classes and in the end was being forced to complete the work at home, Saeko's medical notes the only reason she was able to even do that. She was a warrior, and she refused to let youma, rape, or even insanity stop her from completing her task. Makoto stifled a yawn, taking vague note of Ami watching her cautiously as her eyes drifted down for just a moment before she blinked them open. "Mako-chan? Are you feeling alright?" Usagi questioned, blue eyes looking into her emerald hues in concern. "Hai... Just a bit tired." She groggily replied, knowing that sleep would be inevitable now.

Minako stood, helping the busty brunette to her futon before sitting beside her, smiling. "I will be right her for if you have a nightmare, Mako-chan. I swear I will wake you." The idol promised, the senshi of courage accepting the oath before closing her eyes.


Rei's hands gripped the knees of her hakima as the others spoke, praying to every Gods who may be listening for aid. She had seen this evil version of the woman she loved, she had felt the rage and animosity it held for them. The bitter contempt it held for her. The miko was truly afraid of this Dark Makoto, and yet she couldn't even attempt to think of how she would fight against her should the worst come to pass. How could one possibly rip out their own heart?

"Makoto needs rest. I know she hates it, but she needs it." Jadeite said in a flat tone, his typically happy expression replaced by weary concern. "And how do we convince her that? More importantly, how to we keep her safe when she sleeps?" Haruka shot back, brushing her short, sandy blonde hair from her eyes as Ami sighed. "We... We can't. I won't sedate her because then we can't wake her up, but she needs to sleep or she will become very ill." Her delicate hand ran through short blue tresses, fearing the worst for the warrior she card for so much. "I don't know how to help her. I have been trying to think of anything, but I fear this is a fight we can't help her win."

Rei stood, her violet eyes blazing. "I refuse to accept that. I promised her that I would keep her as safe as I could, and I won't let that other one destroy her. You don't understand..." Tears ran down her cheeks as she dug her nails into her palms, the miko shaking in anger and heartache. "You didn't see it. You didn't see how it was torturing her. None of you understand how much it hates us." She looked at the floor, glaring her frustration at the expanse of carpet. "I won't let that Dark Makoto win."

She shuddered at the lingering memory of the crazed laughter, the taunting words. If they failed to keep the other Makoto at bay, they would suffer greatly at the hands of their own friend. Rei couldn't bear the thought of losing the girl she knew and loved to that insane, twisted version; would the real Makoto be lost forever if that happened? The miko didn't dare speak of that fear, as if certain that if she did, the worst would come to pass and nothing would be able to save the tall warrior.

"It's my fault." A very soft voice finally confessed, all eyes turning to Usagi. "I should have waited for her to wake up. I should have stayed with her so we could leave together, but I was just so tired of being babied..." Impatient hands brushed away the tears that trailed from her blue eyes. "I wanted to prove I could take care of myself, but I only made it worse. She was hit so hard in the head, I thought they had killed her but she just got back up. Mako-chan stood up and kept fighting for me." The Moon Princess could feel her body shaking from unvoiced sobs, the memory of that night playing through her mind in perfect clarity. "It was like she was drawing on every last bit of her strength just to save me. I thought we were safe when she was carrying me, but then she started falling and she threw me. Mako-chan scarified herself for me, and I couldn't get to Nephrite-kun to save her." By now, the blonde was openly sobbing, her face hidden by her hands. "I p-passed out right b-be-before I c-could open th-the door."

Moments before the flood of assertions that she wasn't to blame could be voiced, Usagi's communicator went off, Luna on the other end.


Makoto had been sleeping peacefully for the first time in weeks when Minako shook her awake, the brunette growling a few colorful, though less than pleasant, choice words. "Mako-chan! Wake up, there's a youma at the park!" Was the hurried explanation, the irritated young woman sitting up quickly to join her friend as they transformed. "Venus power, make-up!" "Jupiter power, make-up!"

With a nod to her commander, Jupiter hurried out of the room and door, hearing Venus slam it shut and dash as fast as she could next to her; Makoto would never admit it, but she never could understand how she or Rei could ever run as they did in heels. A wave of exhaustion hit the senshi of courage, her running halted as the world tilted in a way that made her stomach churn, watching the smaller blonde continue on without her. She panted, trying to ease the dizziness that made her stagger a bit before she realized that it was becoming difficult to think, to move, to breathe. She suddenly felt off, like perhaps she was still running, but she couldn't quite tell.

-She felt like she was far from her body now, watching herself run like a specter, a sinister chuckle next to her. "Hello there." The voice was hers, but unmistakably cruel, the lightning warrior turning her head to see Dark Makoto standing next to her, grinning wickedly.

"YOU!" She shouted, noting that her white gloved arms were moving slowly, as if trying to move through invisible jelly. Makoto must have let her guard down enough in her haze of exhaustion to allow the vision of her evil self to show in the waking world. "Me~!" Dark Makoto replied in an incredibly chipper voice, dripping with mocking excitement. "Or, I should say, us~! Been a while, hai?"

The warrior struggled against the invisible restraints to attack the other her, snarling in fury as it just howled with laughter. "Cool it, tiger. By the way, nice job finishing the youma. I never knew you could rip out their hearts like that." The cold image stated, humored green eyes met with wildly confused ones. "N-nani..? But, I-"-

Makoto halted her words as she suddenly found herself standing in front of a youma that seemed to be comprised of a tiger and a gemstone. Her fist was buried deep inside of it's chest before she wrenched it back out, the beating mineral heart in her hand, her arm and the main part of her fuku covered in amber toned blood. It was shockingly silent, and the fighter wasn't sure if she was in shock or if she had gone simply deaf to the world and all it's sounds. Everything seemed to be in slow motion, everything in starling clarity before her own shuddering gasp brought everything back to normal speed and sound.

Makoto's eyes were wide in horror, dropping the organ only to watch it shatter on the concrete below, the creature gurgling piteously on that same amber fluid as it slumped to her feet, dying in clear agony before taking on the form of the human girl it had taken control of. Jupiter was staring at her hand, unable to wrap her mind around what she had done as her panicked emerald hues darted between her violently trembling hand and the body before her, hysteria bubbling up deep inside of her chest. She had killed a civilian. She just killed a human. Her eyes flicked up to see the other senshi staring at her in horror, shock, and yes, fear. The blood on her body was slowly turning the same crimson that flowed through her own veins, a small, unstable chuckle escaping her lips breathlessly.

-Once again, she found herself far away from her own body, watching as if from a distance. The chuckle was soon joined by another, and then another, and finally Makoto watched as Sailor Jupiter simply laughed with insanity. "Who knew that you could do that. Rather well done, if I may say so myself." She turned to snarl viciously at the evil woman, her limbs moving freely now as she launched herself at the deranged personality, tears running down her cheeks. "YOU KILLED HER!" The senshi screeched, finding herself shoved off quickly. "Iie, YOU did! I did nothing! You did this all on your own!" It shouted back, grinning madly at her. "And you better look out for that attack." Dark Makoto goaded, Makoto feeling like she was jerked away from the vision and thrown back into her body violently.-

Makoto was laughing full out, reveling in the power that the madness was lending her, blocking a fist from Michiru with ease before shoving her away. Sailor Neptune stumbled backwards, the concern on her face etched with a wary fear of the crazed Sailor Jupiter, watching her laugh as tears simply poured from her green eyes, lightning dancing across her body. "Neptune! Stay away from her!" The senshi of the sea heard Uranus shout, her tall lover distracting the staggering brunette as a spear formed from the lightning, a golden lightning bolt on one end as she lunged at the butch warrior.

Sailor Jupiter was giggling, growling, and sobbing all at once, her motions almost drunken as she swung wildly at her friends, her green eyes bright with vacant madness. Sailor Moon reached out towards the deranged senshi hesitantly, the motion drawing the attention of the now openly snarling powerhouse, her teeth barred like a rabid animal. "YOU LEFT ME TO DIE!" She shouted, watching the blonde recoil at her words as if they were slicing into her skin. This girl who had left her after Makoto had done all she could to save her would be the first to fall, Sailor Jupiter howling in fury as she lunged at her, electricity playing across the flesh of the warrior as she thrust her spear at the Princess, a tiny voice in her mind screeching for her to stop as an aquamarine blur moved to stand in her path.

"MICHIRU! IIE!" "URRkkkk...!"

On the end of her spear was the aqua haired senshi of creativity, blood flowing from the deep wound and spilling from her mouth to stain her white fuku a shocking crimson. Small hands gripped at the staff weakly, the rich blue eyes full of pain and disbelief as she tried and failed to speak around the blood in her throat, her body swaying slightly. Michiru could vaguely hear her girlfriend screaming her name frantically, but the electricity from the warrior of lightning drained her of her ability to focus, to fully understand the words. Suddenly, the weapon was ripped out of her body, the senshi of Neptune gasping as she staggered and dropped heavily to the ground, Sailor Uranus rushing to her side, cradling her to her powerful body protectively, gently. Desperately. "Neptune! Michi, hang on! Please, please just hang on! You... You'll be fine, sweetie, just please, please hold on for me."

Haruka couldn't recall at what moment she had started sobbing, but the tears were already flowing heavily, her hands trying frantically to keep the escaping scarlet flood inside of her lover and failing. This couldn't be happening. This wasn't fair. They were supposed to have forever. "Please, please, please Michi... Please, I need you... I love you, I need you here... Please, don't leave me..." She begged feebly, pressing her lips against Michiru's increasingly cold ones. Maybe if she kissed her enough, her wounds would heal and everything would be alright. If she confessed her need, then Sailor Neptune's body would obey her plea. Haruka needed her beautiful Goddess of the sea more than she needed air, and each moment was drawing her love farther and farther into the cold embrace of death. "Michi... I love you... I always have loved you..." She assured the delicate woman in her grasp, watching as labored breathing grew steadily more shallow by the passing second, the violinist whispering weakly to her strong lover.

"I... I wi-will alw...ways be with... you... Forever..."

Haruka saw the ghost of a smile tug on the pale lips of her lover moments before her body grew still, her own heartbroken wails the only sound aside from uneven, shuddering chuckles. Sailor Uranus knelt on the concrete of the park, holding the bleeding body of her girlfriend as she screeched her sorrow into the blue sky, tears falling from her cheeks to mix with blood; the final time the two of them would ever become one.

-Makoto was gasping in disbelief, staring at her body from the outside in horror. She had killed Michiru. She had killed both a civilian and one of her friends. Had she gone mad? Was this all one horrible nightmare? "Well, one less of those traitors. No time to rest on your laurels, kid. You still have the others to snuff out." The shocked senshi of courage turned to look at Dark Makoto, watching her in a hazy fashion. "Hurry up and kill them!" It commanded. "You better look out for that World Shaking."

Makoto looked at Dark Makoto in vague confusion only to hear, "Hey, I don't wanna die. We both die if the body dies. So, get back to the kill-fest."-

Sailor Jupiter weaved on unsteady feet around the powerful attack, laughing as more lightning crackled across her body. The energy was turning steadily darker, the lightning closer to grey by now as she swung at the grief-stricken butch, a fist hitting the blonde square in the gut. "Heh-heh-heeheehaaHAHA!" Jupiter cackled. "We first met when you let a youma attack me, and then you punched me. How do you like it?" The tall warrior mocked in a voice thick with hate, suddenly unleashing a powerful blast of lightning jolt into the other senshi's body, laughing wildly at Sailor Uranus' screams of agony. "HOW DOES BETRAYAL FEEL TO YOU?!"

-Makoto didn't know if her mind could throw up, but she wanted to be violently ill. Her fuku was stained with crimson and one fist was sporting a slightly charred glove from the blast she had unleashed into the now dead Haruka. Her green eyes were wide in horror, panting in panic, wishing so desperately for this to be a dream. The bile was burning her throat as she heaved a little, her body shuddering as tears coursed down her face. "Bravo, tiger. Bravo. Looks like you're finally just letting go. Let your instinct take over, make them hurt for what they did to you. KILL THEM ALL!" Dark Makoto encouraged, the crying warrior, trying to fight the truth.

The power of the madness was intoxicating, making her feel invulnerable. Invincible. A small unstable smirk tugged at a corner of her lips, the other Makoto moving closer to the kneeling girl. It was only a matter of time now before she fully embraced the beauty of insanity. Only a few more seconds, and then she would be in control.

But then the far away voices of Ami and Rei broke through the thick fog, reaching Makoto and pulling her back to sanity. She couldn't go crazy, she had to fight this. She couldn't kill them too. "You might want to move out of the way of that Crescent Beam." The cold version of herself warned.-

Sailor Jupiter dodged the attack that her commander had sent her way, growling at the blonde as the other inner senshi surrounded her. She raised her spear at the sky and shouted an attack she had never known to exist before. "Jupiter Black Storm!"

The sky darkened swiftly, the clouds a foreboding black as thunder rolled overhead, her friends staring up uneasily. Then, black bolts of lightning edged in a shocking electric green started striking the earth, the ground left cracked and blistered from the impact. The senshi scattered at Sailor Jupiter simply laughed, one bolt striking Sailor Mercury when she had only barely dodged another.

The power flooded the water and ice senshi, her sapphire eyes wide in pain, yet she couldn't scream; the water she governed making her the perfect conductor. Ami was mentally scolding herself for letting her friend down. For not being able to find a way to keep the darkness at bay. She should have told Makoto how much she meant to her, just how much she really loved her. She should have done so much more, but now death was wrapping it's cloak tightly around her and she never would have the chance. Ami dropped to the ground, charred, blistered, lifeless as the storm raged on around her, the final three girls scrambling to escape from the unrelenting storm of death.

-"AMI! AMI, IIE!" Makoto was sobbing, trying to regain control of the body that was busy laughing like a hyena and murdering her friends. The sight of Ami's blacked body made her feel like it was impossible to breathe, struggling with all of her strength to keep the same from happening to Rei.-

Sailor Mars was trying so hard to dodge the bolts, a screech from Minako making her all too aware of how real this was, only her and the Princess remaining. Why was Jupiter doing this? 'Because I failed her...' She scolded herself, feeling tears burn her eyes. Sailor Mars rolled to the side to avoid another devastating attack, rushing towards the insane woman that was all she had left of the warrior she loved; Makoto didn't see the bolt of electricity that was coming for her. Even now, she couldn't harm the senshi of courage. Even as she heard Usagi scream in terror and then pain, Rei followed her heart instead of duty.

"MAKOTO!" She screamed shoving the brunette harshly as she lunged, green eyes filled with unstable confusion meeting terrified violet. And then pain was the only thing Rei could register.

Her body felt like she was on fire, which seemed vaguely absurd to her since fire was her domain. Every nerve ending was alight with agony, every inch of her felt a level of pain so unreal that it was nearly impossible to scream. Rei could feel the pain of her tissue seizing, her skin blistering, her organs exploding, but what hurt most was all that she had left unsaid to the now insane soldier of Jupiter. The words she had never uttered, and now never would. She had always figured that some day, she would have the chance, but as darkness edged into her vision, Rei now knew that it was too late. She slumped to the ground, her final sound a tiny whimper that housed all of her regret and longing, and then Rei knew no more.

-Makoto was shrieking like a banshee now, wailing her heartache loudly. No one could hear her sorrow, her guilt. The sound trapped in this space away from her body that forced her to watch helplessly, alone save for the evil version of herself. She felt like her heart had shattered inside of her chest, all the things she should have told Ami and Rei whispered from the vast, hazy nothing around them.

"Ami, you are so adorable when you study."

"Rei, thank you for always trying to protect me."

"Your brow furrows when you are serious. I know you hate it, but I think you look cute with it, Ami."

"Rei, I love how you try to always make me smile."

"Ami, you trying to make me at ease is what I love about you. You're terrible at cooking, but you have a big heart."

"Rei, you get so flustered when I ask you to stay with me at night. I love how you let your guard down just as much as I do."

"Rei, I love you."

"Ami, I love you."

Makoto couldn't take it. The pain was too much, and she could feel herself breaking. Dark Makoto was grinning widely, black lightning skittering along her powerful frame. "Just one... More... Push." She whispered, shocked when she watched the other Makoto stand, a spear identical to the one their body held in her hands. "What are you doing?" It questioned harshly, the raw determination in the guilt filled green eyes before her making her nervous.

Both Makoto and the body lifted the spear towards the still brewing storm clouds, both shouting in unison as tears ran down their cheeks, "SUPREME..."

The word was thick with sorrow, guilt, heartache, but Dark Makoto instantly knew the plan. "You better PRAY we die. You better pray that we die, or so help me, I am going to take control, and everything and everyone you care about and know will die at our hands." Her face was twisted into a furious snarl; she had almost won.-

"THUNDER!"

A brilliant bolt of green-ish blue lightning shot down from the heavens, striking the spear and coursing into Sailor Jupiter. The pain was more intense than anything she had ever felt before, her body trying to process the energy as rapidly as possible until it simply was too much. Makoto threw her head back, her final scream echoing through the storm; the eerie wail of a tortured soul begging the dead for forgiveness.


"AMI, DON'T!"

Minako jerked the bluenette away from the unconscious girl on the futon as a bolt of lightning leapt at her. No one had understood the blonde when she had come dashing out of the bedroom and babbling about Makoto's body being covered with black lightning, but they could see that the senshi of courage was rapidly deteriorating. Ami had tried to rouse the fighter, but the jolt had thrown her across the room, Haruka the next to try only to jerk her hand away with a yelp.

Jadeite had been the one to rush back to the kitchen and grab two pots, clanging them together in an effort to wake the sleeping senshi. But for all of his trying, he only managed to look childish. Now they all were scrambling for a way to bring her back as her breathing slowed, and finally stopped, all sounds in the room gone as they tried to figure out what had happened.

"I NEED TO DO CPR, MINAKO! Please, let me go!" Ami screamed at the blonde desperately, uncaring of the lightning that still crawled across the still form of Makoto. "Iie! The electricity will kill you!" The soldier of love rebuked, the bluenette in her grasp sobbing loudly.

"I...I'll do it."

The voice was soft, wary. Everyone turned to look at Rei as she took off all of her jewelry, her eyes locked on the dying brunette. "I will do it. My element is fire, so it may take longer for it to harm me." The miko reasoned. "Rei-chan... Please, be... Be careful..." Usagi whimpered, Mamoru tightening his arms around his girlfriend.

Rei looked at Ami, the doctor in training looking at her desperately; it was clear that if Rei was willing to try, Ami would be in her debt. They both loved the same girl, and therefore, they both knew the stakes. "I will." She replied, moving to kneel next to Makoto, licking her dry lips.

The air around the downed fighter was crackling from her power, Rei taking a deep breath before leaning in and pressing her mouth to Makoto's, her fingers pinching her nose to keep the air in. The instant her skin touched the lightning warrior's, black bolts of lightning lashed out at her violently, striking her in rapid succession. The senshi of Mars almost pulled away and screamed from the pain, but she bore it with only a few whimpers; if she didn't do this, then they would lose the guardian of courage. After several breaths, the raven haired miko braced her hands on Makoto's body and began the compressions, grunting from the agony as tears ran down her cheeks. She could feel her arms seizing a bit from the jolts, her hands jerking slightly in reflex as she continued on, moving back to return to the mouth to mouth.

She had always dreamed of kissing Makoto, but in her fantasies they had been happy, awake, breathing. Not a one-sided action in a desperate attempt to bring the other back to life. Rei had always wanted so much more than what she had given so far. "Please, live. Ami-chan and I need you here... We love you." The shrine maiden whispered before doing another breath, moving to start the compressions once again.

And then Makoto gave a shuddering gasp for oxygen, the lightning dying away. Rei sat back, nursing her singed hands as tears of joy ran down her cheeks, Usagi jumping at Makoto to hug her tightly. "MAKO-CHAN!" The blonde screeched, sobbing happily as Ami rushed up to pry her off of the groggy warrior. "Usagi, please! Give her air!"

Makoto groaned as she looked around the room, her vision swimming as her whole body throbbed in pain. When everything came into focus, she saw the other senshi all around her, worried yet happy. She broke down sobbing with relief. It had only been in her head. They weren't dead.

"Not yet."

The cold voice made Makoto jerk around to stare out the doorway of her bedroom, Dark Makoto holding an apple in her hand as she glared at the terrified Makoto. "Now you are going to pay. And this time, it won't be in your head. I will take control, and then they will die." She took a bite of the fruit, both of them ignoring the others who were trying to figure out what the senshi of the storms was staring at. "One push. All you need is a push from the waking world, and then you will just give yourself over to me." She set the fruit on the dresser with a deranged grin. "And it will be a beautiful blood bath."

The vision faded as Haruka shook the pale warrior gently, the brunette panting as her trembling hand pointed to where her doppelganger had been. Ami walked over, looking at the empty space before taking note of an apple sitting on the wooden dresser, a single bite missing.

All eyes were on the bewildered bluenette as Makoto whispered in a shaking voice, "She's winning... I can't win this..." The fruit dropped from the swimmer's hand in horror as they realized who had placed it there, all of them so very aware that they had to figure out a way to beat Dark Makoto before it was too late.


A/N: All those who thought Makoto had actually killed the senshi, please raise your hand! Did anyone raise their hand? I hope so; because that means I wrote this properly. Anyways, leave comments and/or reviews. Stay tuned for the next chapter!