Hey everybody! I'm here with 'Death', the newest edition to my fanfics! The teaser isn't exactly "pleasant" is it? And the title doesn't necessary shout 'yay', either. Heh... Don't worry... I'm just makin' it up as I go along. Don't expect a long novel, cuz I have about 20 minutes to do this before I lose interest. But this is in memory of those people who were in the plane, and those working in the Pentagon and the World Trade Center. May their souls rest in peace. God bless America!!
Disclaimer- Story-mine. Sailor Moon-not mine.
Title- Death
Author- Joycelene
Rating- PG
Season- Alternate Reality
Teaser- Death scares us. Or it did, or will scare us. It's unavoidable, and it's hopeless to try and stop what's fated. What if... you could turn back time and change what was to come? Would you take it? And for what price?
Chapter 1- "The Glimpse" or "Take It Or Leave It"
Chapters- 1
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Quote of the Day:
"I was ever of opinion, that the honest man who married and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single and only talked of population." - Oliver Goldsmith (1730- 1774)
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Darien looked over the grave of his beloved. Yes, grave. It was 6 years ago, but the memory is still fresh on his mind, thoughts clear on that day. Their wedding day.
It was happy, as all weddings are. Bride, cheerful and radiant. Groom, happy and attentive. The in-laws, her mother starry-eyed, father grumbling about something or another, expected. All in all, it was a very wonderful day. Until... the bride was left alone in her room to change to leave to the honeymoon. Somehow, somebody, broke in and stabbed her, and slit her wrists. The man was found, his fingerprints on the knife. He pleaded insanity, and was not convicted, but was put into a mental institution. It was very sad, indeed. The beautiful, sweet woman in which everyone had come to love, died on the most happiest day of her life. Her friends were mourning, parents grieving. But the saddest person there would have to be Darien. Nobody could blame him. Especially those who knew how far and how much they fought to walk down that aisle.
He hadn't really changed over the past few years. Sure he was a bit older, a faint gray streak in his hair from all the stress over Usagi, but he still looked every bit as you as he did 6 years ago. Except for his eyes. His eyes would forever hold the sadness of his former wife.
Now, he was a brain surgeon over in Boston. But he went over to Tokyo, Japan like every other year since her death. He hold back his tears as he stared at the stone headstone. It wasn't fair... Gods, I just finally had her... Why did you have to take her away again?, he thought, tears springing to his eyes. He roamed the headstone.
USAGI ANASTASIA KITSUMI-TSUKINO CHIBA
JUNE 30TH, 1982-JULY 15TH, 2001
Wife, daugher, sister, and friend
Loved by all, and will be greatly missed
(AN: She was 19, he was 23 at the time. Now he's 29, okay?) And by looking at that old headstone, for the first time, in 6 years, he broke down, and cried.
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Darien was back in Boston, busily working up a patient's file. He was humming some sad tune to himself. Then, a portal appeared and Sailor Pluto appeared. Darien widened his eyes.
"Pluto! Somebody could've seen you! You're lucky I have my own office." He hissed as he locked the door. Pluto looked over him cooly. He turned and sat back down. He gave her a casual smile. "What brings you to Boston, Setsuna? I haven't seen you in what, 6 years." Mamoru commented. Pluto gave a slight nod.
"Yes, Prince I-" She was cut off.
"No, Pluto... don't. I am not a Prince without my Princess..." He trailed off, looking over at the worn out picture of them as a young couple.
"That's exactly what I came here to talk to you about Mamor-" She was interrupted again.
"My name isn't 'Mamoru' anymore, Setsuna. It's Darien. I left Mamoru back in Tokyo, along with my heart." He whispered the last part. Pluto shook her head.
"Darien, what if I said I found a way to get Usagi back?" Pluto questioned seriously. Darien's eyes widened and he turned to her sharply.
"What do you mean, 'get Usagi back'?" He breathed, clutching his oak desk.
"Exactly. I could make sure that what happened 10 years ago, never happened. You would go off on your honeymoon, the murder would never take place, and everything would be honkey-dorey." Pluto told him. Darien nodded.
"I'll do it." He said sharply. Pluto gave him a sliver of a smile.
"You haven't even heard what you have to do in return." Pluto said. Darien sidetracked.
"In... return?" Darien questioned. Pluto gave him a grim look and nodded. She looked away.
"Maybe this wasn't a good idea..." She murmured to herself. Darien shook his head frantically.
"No! Please, tell me! What must I do?" He probed. Pluto bit her lower lip in worry.
"You won't like it..." She warned. Darien shook his head once again.
"I don't care, just tell me!" He yelled, waving his arms like a madman surprised the whole entire hospital didn't hear him.
"You... you have to give up your power." Pluto whispered. Darien stopped in mid-yell and in mid-wave. He lowered his arms and voice.
"What?" He said. He sat down. "M-My power? Even the Golden Crystal*?" He asked desperately. Pluto nodded sadly. "I... I wouldn't be able to transform! Or fight... My power is what makes me stronger than other people, why I can endure pain better than normal people, why I can leap as high as I can... Without my power..."
"... You wouldn't be the same, I know. But, you would still have your connection with Serenity. No one can break that. And besides, an enemy won't show up, except for Nemisis. And you fight in the past." Pluto pointed out. Darien shook his head.
"But still... What happens if an unexpected enemy appears? Then what? I can't possibly fight, and what good am I to Usako?" He asked desperately. Pluto sighed.
"I know... but think of it this way, your powers were given to you to protect the Moon Princess. Without Serenity, they aren't needed." Pluto commented. He nodded. "Would you rather I come back tomorrow and let you think about it tonight?" Pluto suggested. Darien mumbled a simple 'yes', and Pluto was gone. Darien sunk his head into his arms in agony. To lose a part of himself that he valued, or to gain the love he lost all those years ago?
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Darien sat at his desk at home, deep in thought. He had been thinking about his decision as soon as Pluto announced it. Five years ago, he would of said 'yes' without another thought. An opportunity like this doesn't come up every full moon. But, nonetheless, he was making a PRO's and CON's list.
PRO- Can finally raise a family with Usako
CON- Cannot protect them
PRO- Would not be alone anymore
CON- Distraction at work
PRO- Have someone to come home to
CON- Have to deal with Usako's cooking again
PRO- We'd have to move back to Tokyo, Japan
CON- I'd never get a good a job there as good
as this one
And the list went on and on and on... There were good points, and bad points. But, he still couldn't decide. He could barely remember life with Usako was like anymore. It was awkward, not remember the last date they had or her favorite food. He felt horrible. Just say yes to Setsuna, goddammit!, his heart screamed. No, be rational. Think this over!, his brain argued. You've made it this far, Chiba, he thought, you could very well make it the next 9 years, and more. But this chance..., reminded his heart.
"Ugh! Pluto, I've made my decision!" Darien looked up from his PRO and CON list. Again, a portal appeared and Sailor Pluto stepped through. She bowed slightly.
"What is your decision, Darien? Would you rather live your life like this, normally, for the rest of your life? Or become the King or Earth, most importantly, have Usagi back. Which is it?" She asked. "This is a very important decision, Darien. There are more people involved in this than you think. Choose wisely." She reminded. Darien mutely nodded and voiced his answer.
"I wish to see a glimpse of what may have happened if Usako wasn't murdered on our wedding day." He said. Pluto widened her eyes. She had not expected that.
"But Darien, I didn't say you could do that!" She reprimanded. Darien gave a cocky smile.
"You never said I couldn't." He grinned. She looked towards her staff.
"The Elders are gonna kill me for this...," She said to herself. Looking toward Darien, she nodded. "Very well. I suppose you could see what would of happened if you had not lost Usagi. Then, you must make your decision, understand?" She questioned. He nodded.
"Crystal." He replied.
"And remember, the next full moon, you must leave!" She hollered as slammed her staff. The apartment full of furniture, clothes, etc., was now barren. She sighed as she faintly heard a chime, beckoning her to the Elders. "I'm so dead." She mumbled as she walked backwards into a portal.
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Heh... Yeah, stupidity in it's prime ^_~. I just wanna say I have REALLY guilty about discontinuing 'Using You'. I always feel bad, y'know? My conscience is very active, and I couldn't tell a lie on impulse if I tried. The truth just pops out of my mouth. Really.
E-mail me with your hate mails, comments, or love notes (like that's ever gonna happen ^_^)
Email me at crystalsavior@yahoo.com
Disclaimer- Story-mine. Sailor Moon-not mine.
Title- Death
Author- Joycelene
Rating- PG
Season- Alternate Reality
Teaser- Death scares us. Or it did, or will scare us. It's unavoidable, and it's hopeless to try and stop what's fated. What if... you could turn back time and change what was to come? Would you take it? And for what price?
Chapter 1- "The Glimpse" or "Take It Or Leave It"
Chapters- 1
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Quote of the Day:
"I was ever of opinion, that the honest man who married and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single and only talked of population." - Oliver Goldsmith (1730- 1774)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Chapter 1: "The Glimpse" or "Take It Or Leave It"
Darien looked over the grave of his beloved. Yes, grave. It was 6 years ago, but the memory is still fresh on his mind, thoughts clear on that day. Their wedding day.
It was happy, as all weddings are. Bride, cheerful and radiant. Groom, happy and attentive. The in-laws, her mother starry-eyed, father grumbling about something or another, expected. All in all, it was a very wonderful day. Until... the bride was left alone in her room to change to leave to the honeymoon. Somehow, somebody, broke in and stabbed her, and slit her wrists. The man was found, his fingerprints on the knife. He pleaded insanity, and was not convicted, but was put into a mental institution. It was very sad, indeed. The beautiful, sweet woman in which everyone had come to love, died on the most happiest day of her life. Her friends were mourning, parents grieving. But the saddest person there would have to be Darien. Nobody could blame him. Especially those who knew how far and how much they fought to walk down that aisle.
He hadn't really changed over the past few years. Sure he was a bit older, a faint gray streak in his hair from all the stress over Usagi, but he still looked every bit as you as he did 6 years ago. Except for his eyes. His eyes would forever hold the sadness of his former wife.
Now, he was a brain surgeon over in Boston. But he went over to Tokyo, Japan like every other year since her death. He hold back his tears as he stared at the stone headstone. It wasn't fair... Gods, I just finally had her... Why did you have to take her away again?, he thought, tears springing to his eyes. He roamed the headstone.
USAGI ANASTASIA KITSUMI-TSUKINO CHIBA
JUNE 30TH, 1982-JULY 15TH, 2001
Wife, daugher, sister, and friend
Loved by all, and will be greatly missed
(AN: She was 19, he was 23 at the time. Now he's 29, okay?) And by looking at that old headstone, for the first time, in 6 years, he broke down, and cried.
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Darien was back in Boston, busily working up a patient's file. He was humming some sad tune to himself. Then, a portal appeared and Sailor Pluto appeared. Darien widened his eyes.
"Pluto! Somebody could've seen you! You're lucky I have my own office." He hissed as he locked the door. Pluto looked over him cooly. He turned and sat back down. He gave her a casual smile. "What brings you to Boston, Setsuna? I haven't seen you in what, 6 years." Mamoru commented. Pluto gave a slight nod.
"Yes, Prince I-" She was cut off.
"No, Pluto... don't. I am not a Prince without my Princess..." He trailed off, looking over at the worn out picture of them as a young couple.
"That's exactly what I came here to talk to you about Mamor-" She was interrupted again.
"My name isn't 'Mamoru' anymore, Setsuna. It's Darien. I left Mamoru back in Tokyo, along with my heart." He whispered the last part. Pluto shook her head.
"Darien, what if I said I found a way to get Usagi back?" Pluto questioned seriously. Darien's eyes widened and he turned to her sharply.
"What do you mean, 'get Usagi back'?" He breathed, clutching his oak desk.
"Exactly. I could make sure that what happened 10 years ago, never happened. You would go off on your honeymoon, the murder would never take place, and everything would be honkey-dorey." Pluto told him. Darien nodded.
"I'll do it." He said sharply. Pluto gave him a sliver of a smile.
"You haven't even heard what you have to do in return." Pluto said. Darien sidetracked.
"In... return?" Darien questioned. Pluto gave him a grim look and nodded. She looked away.
"Maybe this wasn't a good idea..." She murmured to herself. Darien shook his head frantically.
"No! Please, tell me! What must I do?" He probed. Pluto bit her lower lip in worry.
"You won't like it..." She warned. Darien shook his head once again.
"I don't care, just tell me!" He yelled, waving his arms like a madman surprised the whole entire hospital didn't hear him.
"You... you have to give up your power." Pluto whispered. Darien stopped in mid-yell and in mid-wave. He lowered his arms and voice.
"What?" He said. He sat down. "M-My power? Even the Golden Crystal*?" He asked desperately. Pluto nodded sadly. "I... I wouldn't be able to transform! Or fight... My power is what makes me stronger than other people, why I can endure pain better than normal people, why I can leap as high as I can... Without my power..."
"... You wouldn't be the same, I know. But, you would still have your connection with Serenity. No one can break that. And besides, an enemy won't show up, except for Nemisis. And you fight in the past." Pluto pointed out. Darien shook his head.
"But still... What happens if an unexpected enemy appears? Then what? I can't possibly fight, and what good am I to Usako?" He asked desperately. Pluto sighed.
"I know... but think of it this way, your powers were given to you to protect the Moon Princess. Without Serenity, they aren't needed." Pluto commented. He nodded. "Would you rather I come back tomorrow and let you think about it tonight?" Pluto suggested. Darien mumbled a simple 'yes', and Pluto was gone. Darien sunk his head into his arms in agony. To lose a part of himself that he valued, or to gain the love he lost all those years ago?
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Darien sat at his desk at home, deep in thought. He had been thinking about his decision as soon as Pluto announced it. Five years ago, he would of said 'yes' without another thought. An opportunity like this doesn't come up every full moon. But, nonetheless, he was making a PRO's and CON's list.
PRO- Can finally raise a family with Usako
CON- Cannot protect them
PRO- Would not be alone anymore
CON- Distraction at work
PRO- Have someone to come home to
CON- Have to deal with Usako's cooking again
PRO- We'd have to move back to Tokyo, Japan
CON- I'd never get a good a job there as good
as this one
And the list went on and on and on... There were good points, and bad points. But, he still couldn't decide. He could barely remember life with Usako was like anymore. It was awkward, not remember the last date they had or her favorite food. He felt horrible. Just say yes to Setsuna, goddammit!, his heart screamed. No, be rational. Think this over!, his brain argued. You've made it this far, Chiba, he thought, you could very well make it the next 9 years, and more. But this chance..., reminded his heart.
"Ugh! Pluto, I've made my decision!" Darien looked up from his PRO and CON list. Again, a portal appeared and Sailor Pluto stepped through. She bowed slightly.
"What is your decision, Darien? Would you rather live your life like this, normally, for the rest of your life? Or become the King or Earth, most importantly, have Usagi back. Which is it?" She asked. "This is a very important decision, Darien. There are more people involved in this than you think. Choose wisely." She reminded. Darien mutely nodded and voiced his answer.
"I wish to see a glimpse of what may have happened if Usako wasn't murdered on our wedding day." He said. Pluto widened her eyes. She had not expected that.
"But Darien, I didn't say you could do that!" She reprimanded. Darien gave a cocky smile.
"You never said I couldn't." He grinned. She looked towards her staff.
"The Elders are gonna kill me for this...," She said to herself. Looking toward Darien, she nodded. "Very well. I suppose you could see what would of happened if you had not lost Usagi. Then, you must make your decision, understand?" She questioned. He nodded.
"Crystal." He replied.
"And remember, the next full moon, you must leave!" She hollered as slammed her staff. The apartment full of furniture, clothes, etc., was now barren. She sighed as she faintly heard a chime, beckoning her to the Elders. "I'm so dead." She mumbled as she walked backwards into a portal.
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Heh... Yeah, stupidity in it's prime ^_~. I just wanna say I have REALLY guilty about discontinuing 'Using You'. I always feel bad, y'know? My conscience is very active, and I couldn't tell a lie on impulse if I tried. The truth just pops out of my mouth. Really.
E-mail me with your hate mails, comments, or love notes (like that's ever gonna happen ^_^)
Email me at crystalsavior@yahoo.com
