Authors Notes: OK so this is my first attempt at a Sci-fi thing. Bare with me if it gets kinda weird. Please ^^ Also I don't own Sailor Moon for any other of the characters on the show. I'm just using them now cause I love the characters :) Enjoy the Fanfic!!

*Fade in*
"Have you ever wondered what would happen if all those Sci-fi movies came true? If we lost and there was no hero to safe us? That the hero never had a chance. If the whole world was changed in just one day. Nevermind a Judgment Day. We lost before we knew what was what. Sometimes knowing if there is life out there is a dangerous idea. "
*Fade out*
" SERE!! RUN!!!" a woman yells. Suddenly the door breaks down and several shadowy creatures come in and take the woman away.
"Look around the child should be here as well. It couldn't have gone far." The creatures continued to search not knowing that the child they were looking for was under the floorboards. All the while the woman was yelling for her child to be safe and damning the creatures holding her.
The leader of the pack yelled," Shut that woman up already. If she can't be any help in searching for the child kill her!" And that's just what they did. The child watched it all and saw how the blood dripped from the dashes across the woman's chest and seep through the floorboards around where she sat. The creatures ripped up the rest of the house till they gave up and went to the next house. The little girl stayed under the floorboards till it was night, and then she ventured forth to see her nanny laying dead on the floor. She remembered what her nanny always told her since the last attack and ran. She ran till her legs couldn't carry her anymore and then hid in an old cut down tree. She hid there all during the cold night and continued hiding.... Just as her nanny always told her. Just like how it always was since they came. The creatures from space that attacked, and limited the numbers of the whole human race. Knocking us out of the picture as though we were bugs. That we couldn't ever stand a change of hitting them, let alone betting them. And was insistent on doing so till every last one of us were dead. As though they were repulsed by us, .....or afraid.