*~*Dark Nightmares*~*
*~*Dark Nightmares*~*

"Everything has to have a Beginning to have an End. And an End to reclaim a Beginning…"

          - If nobody said that, then I'm taking it as my own.

Disclaimer… I don't own sailor moon, I have 3.75 now in the bank so like it'll do much to sue me… … So there! Sheesh…

Author's notes: Hey, guys… I finally got this story edited and checked and stuff… I have changed minor details, too, to make the story run more smoothly and stuff, so you might want to re-read everything…  and I've decided to stick to the original names, not using half the original, half the dub, and switching over to the originals in the very last chapters… I didn't even realize I did, so I was kinda surprised to find all that stuff… oh well…

Prologue:        Haunting loneliness

The rain splashed off my face as I ran away from the house. Ran away. From no one.

 I kept running, even though I didn't know where I was going... I had been running for 10 minutes, non-stop. It really amazed me how I was doing it. Usually, I got winded from walking up a flight of stairs... the thought of where all this energy came from was lost in the sound of the rain, as I kept running away. I just wanted to get away. Haruka had no right to say that stuff to me, and I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to get out of there.

I felt so lifeless inside, so lonely. Since Chibi-Usa had left, I felt lonely. Thinking of her just made it worse. Inside, I longed for a friend. No, not even a friend, I could live with out a friend, I had before, I was sure I could do it again now. I just looked for someone that wasn't afraid of me. The sailors weren't mean to me, but they weren't overly nice, either. They all feared me, hated what I was capable of. I could see it in their eyes, those unspoken thoughts. I was always the last one out, the odd one. The closest one I had to a friend was Setsuna, and I told her everything, and she understood me perfectly… but Setsuna was always out so I didn't see her much anyway. She hadn't been home in a month, and I had really wanted to talk to her. Haruka had Michiru, when Setsuna was around, she could usually be seen around Rei. Usagi and Ami were good friends, and Minako and Makoto were inseparable. The odd one out... gosh, how ironic, the sailor of death and destruction, destined to be feared and separated from the race and planets she was destined to die for. I really couldn't take any more irony.

Haruka, Michele, and Setsuna took me in after everything that happened. They tried to be nice to me, but I still knew that they feared me. After dad died, the adopted me, but I didn't know if they really liked me... but then again, nobody did, so I didn't expect much. I could hear them talking about me at night, and it was never good news... Michiru was usually nice towards me, and stood up for my name, but I knew that Haruka hated my guts. I was never welcomed in their presence... so I lived out of my room.

The scene earlier played back in my mind, fuelling my legs and the need to get away. I don't know how the whole thing even started anymore.  The only things burned into my memory are the things Haruka said…

*Flashback*

"I knew it was an error to take you in from the beginning! What else could I expect from the Sailor of Death and Destruction? The messiah of Silence should have never awakened! We should have destroyed you when we had the chance!!! I still don't know what Usagi was thinking when she saved you! You're nothing but trouble!  You're a mistake, plain and simple! That's why no one likes you! If it weren't for you, that stupid moron of your father wouldn't be dead! Who knows about your mother? Did you kill her, too? …"

*End*

She went on like that. I was, at first, quite amazed, because she had said more words in that one long speech that she usually said to me in a whole day. I could stand the fact that she was insulting me to my face, and I even knew that she was right about my daddy, but my mother??? That had pushed it too far. Even though my mother died when I was little, I still can't take it like that. Even though I had thought about if it was my fault in the slightest way, I had too few memories of her, and didn't want to stain those happy memories with negativity. So I ran away.

I finally found myself in the park downtown... it usually took me an hour to get here, walking, but here I am 15 minutes after I ran away from the people I knew hated me.