King of Kings Chapter 2, a sailor moon fanfic

Standard Disclaimer.

Chapter 2

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Erian banged his head against his desk, berating himself for his own stupidity. How in the world could he have left for Washington, D.C., knowing through his connections in the government that France was going to attack the US? Human nature rolled his eyes muttering an "I told you so" and remarking on his human tendency to not believe anything until it was too late. Once again, Erian had made a bad decision by leaving Serena at home. It would be entirely his fault if he never saw her again. He did work for the American government and often need to travel in order to recieve his next assignment, but his job didn't warrent leaving his precious Odango at home helpless and by herself with all hell threatening to break loose. It was utterly stupid to leave Serena alone at a time like this. He continued banging his head against the desk.

Bang. *Stupid.*

What if she was hurt? He'd never forgive himself.

"Sir, you have a call on line 9."

Silence. Bang.

"Sir? Hello...Sir? Uh, sir? Are you alright? I hear a bang." the secretary was getting annoyed.

Erian suddenly broke out of his thoughts. "Oh, heh. Sorry, Molly. I'm here. Who's the calling?"

"It's Fredericks. Something about a camel? Eh, you government people are strange..." Erian stifled a chuckle at this point, smiling at Molly's confusion, but his face quickly fell. What situation had warrented the camel? "Anyways, it seems urgent. Whatever. Just pick up the phone," Molly finished and clicked off.

With shaky hands, Erian picked up the phone.

"Hello? Fredericks, what's going on?...No! Oh my Lord, that's not possible! I can't do that! I've got a life here!...What are you talking about? Of course I'm bound. Just because I don't have a wife and children doesn't mean that I can go off and do something like that! I have Serena to care about. You know that! I can't leave her. Are you crazy? WHAT THE--"

Click.

Erian was fuming. The stupid man hung up! Erian was going to kill his boss. How dare that arrogant bastard assume that he was unbound? Just because he wasn't married didn't mean he was expendable!

It was unfair to put him in such a position in which he needed to choose his livelihood or Serena.

Logically, he needed the job, for it was absolutely necessary to keep himself and Serena fed and clothed.

Discovering he still held the phone in his hand, he slammed the reciever down as hard as he could.

"Sh*t!" he gurlged a scream.

He would need to obey orders.

After a string of four-lettered words, Erian calmed down.

A small tear escaped his left eye as he wondered if he would ever see his Odango again. Grabbing the keys on his desk, Erian flew out the door and into his hovercraft, leaving a very confused Molly gaping in his wake.

*******

Serena was afraid. She had been sitting in the shelter for three hours, still able to hear the faint sounds of bombs striking San Fransisco.

She concluded that the missiles used some sort of nuclear technology, for situated 200 miles from the target site and she felt the earth tremble under every blow.

Her thoughts drifted Erian.

A massive thought struck her. *Oh My GOD! ERIAN! I have to call him!*

For once she was happy that Erian worked for the government. Working for the government meant that she could contact Erian through a sat phone. In a time of precariousness, cell phones were too unrealiabe. Too much air disturbance generated by various machines invented by bored scientists made calls from cell phones nearly impossible. God bless sat phones. Sat phones depended upon an intricate wiring system, located deep beneath the earth's surface where even bombs could not penetrate. The wires were mobile, moved by mechanized arms to connect to sockets that lead to various government office compartments. A socket was required by law to be located in every possible building in the US. Picking up her sat phone, she the pluged wire into a socket on the ground and told the machine to direct the call to Erian's office.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

Serena groaned. The line was busy! Maybe she'd just try back later.

*****

Pumping loud music greeted Erian as he stepped into Heart's Blood, a popular club. It seemed that even in a time of crisis that club would never be dull. Shielding his eyes from blinding lights, Erian made his way to Lorraine's office. He knocked on the door tentatively.

"Come in," a voice from inside beckoned.

Erian punched in the secret code and the metal door infront of him slid open.

Sitting in the middle of the room was a chunky middle-aged man surrounded by three female massueses.

Erian grunted an unhappy hello.

"I see you're happy to see me," Lorraine sarcasticaly remarked. "Anyways, here are the tickets. You know what to do. See you sometime in the future, I hope. No, scratch that. I don't like you all that much." Lorraine corrected himself as he handed Erian the tickets.

Erian grabbed the plane tickets from the hateful man, turned on his heals and stormed out of the office.

Once outside of the club, he made a phone call to Serena explaining his situation.

He was going to France.

******

"Class, the wsqu tells me that you may return to your homes. Please stay safe."

The class nodded and exited the shelters, eager to go home and hug their parents.

Serena simply followed the crowd. Erian was in D.C. No one was at home to greet her. But nonetheless, she wasn't all that depressed. After all, Erian would return in a matter of two days.

As she opened the door to her and Erian's home, the me-an (message announcer) reported the latest message left on her house phone.

"Hey, girlie-girl! It's me Erian! I've got some bad news for you. I'm not going to come home for at least another four or five months. Naw, girl, don't be sad! Big, strong old me has to go earn money for both of us. My boss says I have to go to France. I promise to be back! I'll try to call you soon! Bye! Hugs and kisses. Stay healthy, Odango!"

Her bag fell with a heavy clunk to the floor as Serena sat down on the floor and began to sob. Her hopes of seeing Erian again were crushed. It wouldn't been for another four or five months! He had never been away for such a long period of time. She need Erian so badly. She was so afraid. What if the French were to bomb her city while he was gone? She might never get the chance to say goodbye! Why wasn't he here to care for her when the world was falling apart? And why did he have to go to France?

***Ten months later***

Serena was terribly afraid. It had been 4 months since Erian promised to return. The bombing had become extremely intense and with every passing moment closer to her city. School had been canceled, and she had permanently moved to the Common Shelter.

It was in the last few days she had decided to use the remainder of her money to go to France and find Erian. It sure as hell was a better idea than sitting at home waiting for a bomb to reach her city and kill her.

Five weeks later, her big chance came. The bombing had stopped for the time being because France was having techincal difficulties preventing them from their scheduled bombing. Serena hurried home and packed her belongings and got into her personal hoverplane. Plotting the course carefully, she turned on the autopilot and the sleeping gas.

Her eyes closed as the hoverplane rose off the ground and began it's trip toward France.

It was much later Serena felt herself land. Her eyes registered that she had landed in the middle of a meadow. Stepping out of her hoverplane, she stretched and yawned.

"HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON ROYAL GROUNDS?" a loud voice from behind her barked.

Before she could turn around to see who was yelling at her, Serena felt a sharp pain in the small of her back and fainted dead away.

The guard motioned to his fellow henchmen and the group approached the unconcious Serena.

Picking her up, the guards burst into the royal council meeting.

"King Diamond! We have an intruder!" one guard informed.

"What? How is that possible? No aircrafts, hovercrafts, or any movement from outsiders has been detected fo over 24 hours!" King Diamond exclaimed, flabbergasted.

The remaining four men presented the unconcious blond woman to the royal highness.

King Diamond's eyes widened. It was her!

Quickly, King Diamond wiped the surprised look off his face as he evenly ordered, "Bring her to my chambers. I shall prosecute this one in private."

"Yes sir," the guards blandly replied.

King Diamond narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. How could she still be alive? He had personally hired the assasins to kill her exactly 15 years ago.

Likewise, another person's eyes in that same room widened in shock and recognition.

* * *

"Are you crazy?!" a French accent screamed.

"No. Of course not. This girl isn't supposed to be here." a calm voice replied.

"So you, Mr. Knight in Shining Armor, are going to save her...uh-huh...yeah!" the French man responded sarcastically.

"I'll try."

"Not tonight. It's too risky."

"Alright."

* * *

"Oh my God...I feel sick..." Serena moaned when she woke up. She felt as if someone had decided to stuff wool in her head. Her vision was still highly hazy, and she couldn't really see her surroundings.

"Where am I?"

"You're at his majesty's palace," a voice said, making her jump out of her skin.

"WHO ARE YOU?!" She began to panic when she felt she was wearing different clothes and was sitting up in something that felt like a bed. Dozens of frightful thoughts flitted through her head. Oh my god. Was I raped? She thought frantically as thrust her hands out infront of her trying to feel her way out of the fluffy bed. Her vision was still terrible.

"Stop right there!" the guard that just spoke raced toward her and attempted to pin her down so she wouldn't escape.

"LET ME GO! You BASTARD!"

"Unhand her. I'm here. You're dismissed," a chilling voice came from the door.

"Yes sir."

Serena wasn't sure if she should be sad or happy.

"Don't be afraid. I'm not here to harm you. Stay where you are. I promise you nothing happened and that you are perfectly safe," a gentle voice assured.

"..."

"What are you doing here anyways? Did you know you were tresspassing on private property yesterday?"

"No..." and she blacked out again.