Title: Irony Killed The Bunny
By: HikariTsuki
Warnings: (In Later Chapters...) Mild Language, Dark Themes, Sexual Situations
Author's Notes: Okay, okay...I know some people might be wond'rin where I've been, and why I havn't yet updated my other fic 'Read Between The Lines.' Anno...first off, I went on a family vacation/reunion thingie in Tennessee for a week, and, on the less-nice hand, I have the flu. -.-
Er...well, I think it's subsiding, but for the last three days, a fair amount of my time has occupied the...ugh...bathroom, where I've been hunched over the toilet, just for precaution's sake. -.- And then, I tried to type recently, and my hands seemed to shake, so I stopped; I'm only typing now, because the majority of this chapter was alread typed up, and I want to let you guys know I'm not dead or...something. .
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I recently experienced a...profound consciousness. A rather different outlook on the world and its prevalent cruelty. Some people debate my sanity. Iie, most people confute my rational thought, whether I am...wholly there or otherwise.
That is the way it has been since years ago, and that is the way it shall remain, until they conclude best for me to be stripped of my power and rank, and committed. What a laugh, ne?
I veiw no reason to live. I observe, from my ever-quiet position at the top of the tower, that this city -- this 'abomination' which I have created is nothing more and nothing less than a hoax, a decieving, artificial existence.
Because I am responsible for such a place merely drives them further to believe of my lunacy and derangement. They percieve Crystle Tokyo as a perfection, a thriving environment of utter harmony and peace.
Rubbish. Every stitch of their nonsense. Do they know anything? They know nothing. They can't tie their damn shoes without the assistance of magic, nor without, at minimal, a servant.
Of course, we don't have shoe-laces, we have perfection. Each labor was terminated.
They'd no sooner give up their henshin wands than die. Why? For a single reason: power. The power to transform has corrupted the purity they each once possessed. The friends I thought would forever stand beside me? My Senshi? The last person innocent enough to attempt to understand myself is my daughter, Chibi-usa.
And she, undoubtedly, will soon relinquish her faith in me and join them, unwitting of their tainted hearts. I can't endure the idea of losing her; I fully discern my death will result of that deprivation and proceed to embrace it.
Should my demise come at the highest price, fine, however I will not allow this scenario to end as Fate desires.
The ginzuishou glimmers apprehensively in the smooth palm of my hand, slowly but surely warming and burning with a beautiful clarity.
'This must be done...'
Memories flicker through my mind's eye.
"Holy Ginzuishou, remove the darkness that has stolen my friends, heal this world so every soul will be reborn and live peacefully..."
Acknowledging and granting my plight, a burst of raw light ensues, engulfing and swallowing the Earth, the solar system, and furthermore, the entirety of the cosmos.
'Sayonora, minna-chan...'
And then there was emptiness...
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In Another Time, Another Dimension...
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I focused blearily on twin, smug pools of grayish ice. The lapping drizzle tickled my face and arms and legs, causing me to blink my eyes to rid them of the water. Disoriented and frail, I nearly recoiled into darkness again, hearing vague voices discuss my presence.
"...Papa, shall we keep her?"
More murmers.
I slowly, and with a dawning horror and shock, acquired the dim awareness of something amiss. I am smaller, my hands considerably chubbier, and my hair MUCH more than a little shy of its previous length.
I delicately parted my lashes a final time to discern a tall form in a trenchcoat. Obviously, the eyes I had seen were the ones of the boy kneeling before me, and the man standing just afar, whom the boy was questioning, was the father.
The image becoming sharper, I jadedly realized the man's eyes, similiar in pigment and haughtiness to the boy's, were scrutinizing me, summing me up and judging me in a no-nonsense manner.
A moment's passing found me unconscious, the exhaustion prostrating me (literally) to the point where I did not move, and also did not feel the arms lift me up.
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Author's Notes: Blah, blah, blah! I know this teaser/prologue/first chapter was short, pointless, and utterly uninteresting, but I'm tired, and I honestly do not care. I'm going to take a nap. **sighs** I don't expect reviews. **shakes head** But I'm going to tell you who picked Usagi up. **nods** Malfoy (the mysterious boy with the grey eyes) and Lucious Malfoy (the scrutinizing man in the trenchcoat). So there. ^^;; Anno, yes, this'll be, undoubtedly, a Malfoy/Usago romance ficlet. Also, this'll be, undoubtedly, A Harry/Usagi romance ficlet. And lastly, this'll be, undoubtedly, a Ron/Usagi ficlet. So there. ^^;;
By: HikariTsuki
Warnings: (In Later Chapters...) Mild Language, Dark Themes, Sexual Situations
Author's Notes: Okay, okay...I know some people might be wond'rin where I've been, and why I havn't yet updated my other fic 'Read Between The Lines.' Anno...first off, I went on a family vacation/reunion thingie in Tennessee for a week, and, on the less-nice hand, I have the flu. -.-
Er...well, I think it's subsiding, but for the last three days, a fair amount of my time has occupied the...ugh...bathroom, where I've been hunched over the toilet, just for precaution's sake. -.- And then, I tried to type recently, and my hands seemed to shake, so I stopped; I'm only typing now, because the majority of this chapter was alread typed up, and I want to let you guys know I'm not dead or...something. .
^^^^
I recently experienced a...profound consciousness. A rather different outlook on the world and its prevalent cruelty. Some people debate my sanity. Iie, most people confute my rational thought, whether I am...wholly there or otherwise.
That is the way it has been since years ago, and that is the way it shall remain, until they conclude best for me to be stripped of my power and rank, and committed. What a laugh, ne?
I veiw no reason to live. I observe, from my ever-quiet position at the top of the tower, that this city -- this 'abomination' which I have created is nothing more and nothing less than a hoax, a decieving, artificial existence.
Because I am responsible for such a place merely drives them further to believe of my lunacy and derangement. They percieve Crystle Tokyo as a perfection, a thriving environment of utter harmony and peace.
Rubbish. Every stitch of their nonsense. Do they know anything? They know nothing. They can't tie their damn shoes without the assistance of magic, nor without, at minimal, a servant.
Of course, we don't have shoe-laces, we have perfection. Each labor was terminated.
They'd no sooner give up their henshin wands than die. Why? For a single reason: power. The power to transform has corrupted the purity they each once possessed. The friends I thought would forever stand beside me? My Senshi? The last person innocent enough to attempt to understand myself is my daughter, Chibi-usa.
And she, undoubtedly, will soon relinquish her faith in me and join them, unwitting of their tainted hearts. I can't endure the idea of losing her; I fully discern my death will result of that deprivation and proceed to embrace it.
Should my demise come at the highest price, fine, however I will not allow this scenario to end as Fate desires.
The ginzuishou glimmers apprehensively in the smooth palm of my hand, slowly but surely warming and burning with a beautiful clarity.
'This must be done...'
Memories flicker through my mind's eye.
"Holy Ginzuishou, remove the darkness that has stolen my friends, heal this world so every soul will be reborn and live peacefully..."
Acknowledging and granting my plight, a burst of raw light ensues, engulfing and swallowing the Earth, the solar system, and furthermore, the entirety of the cosmos.
'Sayonora, minna-chan...'
And then there was emptiness...
^^^^
In Another Time, Another Dimension...
^^^^
I focused blearily on twin, smug pools of grayish ice. The lapping drizzle tickled my face and arms and legs, causing me to blink my eyes to rid them of the water. Disoriented and frail, I nearly recoiled into darkness again, hearing vague voices discuss my presence.
"...Papa, shall we keep her?"
More murmers.
I slowly, and with a dawning horror and shock, acquired the dim awareness of something amiss. I am smaller, my hands considerably chubbier, and my hair MUCH more than a little shy of its previous length.
I delicately parted my lashes a final time to discern a tall form in a trenchcoat. Obviously, the eyes I had seen were the ones of the boy kneeling before me, and the man standing just afar, whom the boy was questioning, was the father.
The image becoming sharper, I jadedly realized the man's eyes, similiar in pigment and haughtiness to the boy's, were scrutinizing me, summing me up and judging me in a no-nonsense manner.
A moment's passing found me unconscious, the exhaustion prostrating me (literally) to the point where I did not move, and also did not feel the arms lift me up.
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Author's Notes: Blah, blah, blah! I know this teaser/prologue/first chapter was short, pointless, and utterly uninteresting, but I'm tired, and I honestly do not care. I'm going to take a nap. **sighs** I don't expect reviews. **shakes head** But I'm going to tell you who picked Usagi up. **nods** Malfoy (the mysterious boy with the grey eyes) and Lucious Malfoy (the scrutinizing man in the trenchcoat). So there. ^^;; Anno, yes, this'll be, undoubtedly, a Malfoy/Usago romance ficlet. Also, this'll be, undoubtedly, A Harry/Usagi romance ficlet. And lastly, this'll be, undoubtedly, a Ron/Usagi ficlet. So there. ^^;;