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.
Author's Note: Damn, long time no update. SORRY! PLEASE DON'T TAKE MY PLUSHIES!
11 – March - 2007
Bride of Satan
Chapter Nine
Emerald smiled like the Cheshire cat beneath her red and black striped scarf as she saw the two blondes sitting as far apart as they could. "Aw, is this awkward?"
"Fuck off Emerald." Serena growled.
Emerald just grinned wider. "No I believe that that's what I want you two do now."
Andrew stared over at Emerald and Serena, sorrow encrypted on his handsome face. For the past week it had been nothing but pure hell…if hell was confusing pleasure. Emerald was constantly threatening the both of them with rape if they didn't fuck each other.
He sighed and began to undress not wanting either of them to be raped.
Darien read and reread the decipher several times. "God, it's like trying to decipher the Zodiac's ciphers."
Amy nodded. "Smart man he was. Thirty-seven victims in a span of ten years and the Americans still haven't caught him. But that's just useless trivia." She sighed and wrote out across the chalkboard what the next symbol could possibly mean.
Darien sighed and laid his head on his arms. "Could the prices add up to the address?" he asked.
Amy blinked and gave him a look that obviously meant, "Why didn't I think of that?"
Serena rubbed her sore wrists and sighed as she laid her head against her knees. "I thought my horror was over."
"I had hoped it was, I seriously had hoped it was." Andrew said as he stood and leaned back against the wall.
"I feel as if I am going to die Andrew. I feel as if my heart is eating away my soul." She whispered into the quiet cell.
He looked over at the small helpless blonde and felt himself close to tears for the first time. "Don't say that Serena. Have hope. We need hope, they want us to lose faith so that we want them to kill us. That's all she wants."
"I'm not sure I can keep going. It was easy before because I had you and Darien both to take care of me because you were members. But now, we're all prisoners. I'm so scared that Darien isn't going to come."
Andrew knelt beside her and shook her "Don't say that Serena! Don't ever fucking say that again!"
She looked up at him shocked "What?"
"I said don't say that! Darien loves you and I love you and we will both protect you Serena. We would do anything for you." He whispered into her hair as he collected her small body against his own.
"I'm just so scared." She whimpered loudly.
"I know you are Serena…but please, don't worry, you will get out of here. I promise, I swear my life on it."