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: It started out like a bad dream, but soon she found herself screaming for salvation she was in the middle of genocide on the entire human race.
Ok...up until now, I tried not to include what was running through my mind...but! I decided what the hey. Especially since I received a review from a reader, they said that I lacked the whole physical persona from my characters. I want to thank you. I love receiving comments. They really help move the story along.
07 – February - 2007
Saints of Satan
Chapter Twenty-Four
Andrew sat in the cell, holding onto the bars as he watched Darien walk by in cuffs. His back was straight; he didn't look around just smiled as tears poured down his cheeks. A priest walked behind him reading him his last rights as they headed for the execution chamber.
Andrew called out to his friend "I'll meet you there soon! Kick Satan once in the nuts for me until I get there man!"
Darien laid strapped to the cool metal table, his head back, his wrists and arms held down facing up, his legs strapped down so he wouldn't try to get loose.
Darien closed his eyes as the priest made the sign of the cross above him.
"Any last words my son?" The elderly priest asked.
Darien nodded as best he could. "I will die a happy man knowing the love of my soul mate. Bless God for that one gift, and fuck you all to Satan's hands for taking it away."
Serena ran into the room and looked through the large glass window just as they were getting ready to hook Darien up to the machine that would take his life.
She ran to the window and banged on it to get their attention.
Darien looked over and smiled sadly. "And there she is…padre…get her out of here…I don't care how non-violent this is, I don't want her to see me die…she's seen to much death as it is."
The priest nodded and left to tend to Serena.
She kissed the window and yelled, "I love you Darien!"
"I love you too Serena." He said as he watched her try to slip out of the prison guard and priests grip. "That's why you must leave." He rolled his back up and closed his eyes keeping Serena in his sight.
But, just before they shoved the needle into his arm the phone rang. Darien held his breathe and Serena stopped fighting.
The man said "Uh huh." And hung up the phone. He started undoing Darien's straps and smiled down at him, as Darien looked up confused. "You and Furuhata are two lucky sons of bitches. The Prime Minister himself has just pardoned you both; that was him on the phone."
Darien sat up "what does that mean?"
"Means you jail birds can fly free."
Darien needed no further prodding. He jumped off the table and ran into the viewing room and scooped up Serena in his arms. He kissed her deeply and held her tight.
"I don't know who I love more right now. You or your God Father."
"My God Father?" Serena looked confused.
"He just pardoned Andrew and I both!"
Serena screamed and jumped into Darien's arms, legs wrapped around his waist as he spun her and kissed her.
The priest smiled and touched Darien's arms. "Looks like God wants you to keep this gift and use your freedom to keep it safe forever."
"No problems there padre. I'm marrying this woman first chance I get!"
Serena laughed and hugged him "Oh Darien!"