Revised and Changed Beginning
Bunny in the Shadows,
By Naiad the Nymph
"Traitor."
The whispered, hate-filled word echoed in to my ears. I recognized that voice automatically and I turned my head backwards, to glance at my friends walking away. They were talking and laughing, enjoying the beautiful night. Good, they are safe.
It was late at night, around ten pm, and they had decided to see a movie. Tuxedo Kamen and the outer senshi were not with them; as always they left at the end of the battle. Everyone was happy. The world was finally at peace. Sailor Plato had come to them, after their final battle with Chaos, and told them that the war was over, darkness was gone, and the youmas, along with the gundams would never be seen again. Everyone now had a normal life until their destiny for Crystal Tokyo would be started. Everything was wonderful and I, I would never see this peaceful time.
I turned my head back forward, towards my direction home. Why did I not go see the movie with them? Why did I have to be so damn tired? I continued to question my stupidity. The dream I had last night appeared in my thoughts. I recalled the beautiful glass rose that was in the center of my dream and how it had broken at the end; causing me to wake up in a few fallen tears. I knew what fate was coming to me and a small, silent sigh escaped my lips.
Out of the darkness, the owner of the voice appeared. She had her dark clothes on and seemed pale yet full of life because of her radiating hair. I had always admired her hair. Sunblind gold with dark, bright red natural highlights. It seemed to brighten up anything and everything. Her eyes were like the deadly blue seen at the bottom of a fire; the only part of a fire that could burn you on impact. So blue, so dangerous. They shone with wisdom, sadness, and death. This caused my brain to mentally cringe; the girl in front of me was supposed to have a smile on her lip and joyful eyes. Not theses eyes- my type eyes - on her.
"How could you have let her die?" The girl questioned me. Any normal person would have stumbled on those words because of the anger they felt. Any normal person would have shouted those words, out of hatred. She, no she, was trained by me and, and... her. She spoke in a calm, collective manner that seemed to show no feelings. The only obvious clue that she hated me was that her voice was extremely low and sounded murderous; so unlike her normal, happy, loving one.
I stared at her. I had no answer to her question. What could I say? It was not my fault? No, that would be weak. It was my fault. I should have been there. I should have known. It was my entire fault.
She pointed the black gun, in her small hands at me and the pistol started to shake. I remained still, never once showing reaction to her movements or trying to flee. This was the normal way I acted when faced with death, though none of my friends would have believed me. They, they would have believed I would have done what my false, actress me always did around them. The false me that did what the image of her said to do. The image that had been created out of my insecurities and wanting love.
I saw the hatred flash through her eyes. The anger. The pain. I knew I had let down the youngest sailor senshi, Sailor Sun, by letting her older sister die. How could I have mess up on that mission and let the one that I considered my best friend, no my sister, die. How could I have murdered Sailor Earth? A quick memory flashed through my eyes of a woman with black hair cut much like Mamoru's and her smiling sky blue eyes with a greenish tint to them. Next my memories flashed forward to the sounds of a gun shot and the painfilled, unrecognizable scream of that tall, black haired girl.
I smirked when the girl in front of me pulled the trigger of her gun back. The bullet seemed to move in slow motion as it pushed away from the gun, held by a now crying girl, and land in my chest. We had taught her well.
I knew I was going to die. I fall backwards, hitting my head against the pavement. The blonde hair girl disappeared back in the shadows and escaped in to the night. Her quiet sobs grew softer as she walked way from me; leaving me there to die.
Time moved slowly. Minutes passed painstakingly long before anyone saw my bleeding body. I heard a gasp when someone saw me and then I saw the source of the sound and another run towards me. Three others with them calmly walk towards my fallen body. The one who gasped was a boy with light blonde hair, he immediately checked my neck for a pulse, and then put his ears against my chest to hear my silent heartbeat. He quickly backed away from me and stood up. "She is dead." His words were mumbled and sad.
The brown braided hair boy next to him had eyes that seemed ready to cry. A trembling frown appeared on his lips and he finally whispered words so quietly that I could barely hear them. "I knew her, from somewhere, someplace long ago."
"What was her name?" Another boy asked this question with no emotions. His bangs covered one of his eyes. A emotion, no a slight sign of recognizing, appeared in the other, uncovered eye before it went back to its emotionless state as it regarded the dead girl beside him.
"They called her bunny..." The braided haired boy continued to talk about who the dead girl was and how he knew me. I tried to pay attention to his words about the dead girl, about the dead me, but his words sparked memories. Soon I was pulled way from them and drifting through my past days. I knew I was dead, the blond had said so, but I did not feel like I was. I only felt like I was simply lost in thought, letting my mind drift through my past. Wondering how it led me to this, my ultimate death.
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A/N: Well I should be working on my other story but this one just came to me and I had to write it down. Truthfully I have no idea what the plot of this story. Though, it does take place in AC 196 and a type of SM universe in Tokyo. The Gundam pilots will probably not play a big part (well maybe they will or at least 2 or 3 of them will), and neither will the sailor scouts (they will be in the story from the time when Bunny becomes a senshi to her death). I am guessing it is mostly going to be about Bunny, Sailor Sun and Sailor Earth (two characters I have always wanted to put in a story).
Well, do you think I should continue this story or just leave it in the gutter?
12-18/2003
I changed some of the beginning because I finally have an idea about where this story is going. I did add alittle twist to it though. Something, I promise that you won't expect (well I may add little hints) till I flat out say it. I also know that this story will not have a happy ending but an extremely sad one. Though, I already have a sequel for this story in mind, (but even that won't change the sad ending), which is kinda sad because I have gotten nowhere in this story. Well, tomorrow I plan on having the second chapter for this story out since it is almost half-way done. Later.
Bunny in the Shadows,
By Naiad the Nymph
"Traitor."
The whispered, hate-filled word echoed in to my ears. I recognized that voice automatically and I turned my head backwards, to glance at my friends walking away. They were talking and laughing, enjoying the beautiful night. Good, they are safe.
It was late at night, around ten pm, and they had decided to see a movie. Tuxedo Kamen and the outer senshi were not with them; as always they left at the end of the battle. Everyone was happy. The world was finally at peace. Sailor Plato had come to them, after their final battle with Chaos, and told them that the war was over, darkness was gone, and the youmas, along with the gundams would never be seen again. Everyone now had a normal life until their destiny for Crystal Tokyo would be started. Everything was wonderful and I, I would never see this peaceful time.
I turned my head back forward, towards my direction home. Why did I not go see the movie with them? Why did I have to be so damn tired? I continued to question my stupidity. The dream I had last night appeared in my thoughts. I recalled the beautiful glass rose that was in the center of my dream and how it had broken at the end; causing me to wake up in a few fallen tears. I knew what fate was coming to me and a small, silent sigh escaped my lips.
Out of the darkness, the owner of the voice appeared. She had her dark clothes on and seemed pale yet full of life because of her radiating hair. I had always admired her hair. Sunblind gold with dark, bright red natural highlights. It seemed to brighten up anything and everything. Her eyes were like the deadly blue seen at the bottom of a fire; the only part of a fire that could burn you on impact. So blue, so dangerous. They shone with wisdom, sadness, and death. This caused my brain to mentally cringe; the girl in front of me was supposed to have a smile on her lip and joyful eyes. Not theses eyes- my type eyes - on her.
"How could you have let her die?" The girl questioned me. Any normal person would have stumbled on those words because of the anger they felt. Any normal person would have shouted those words, out of hatred. She, no she, was trained by me and, and... her. She spoke in a calm, collective manner that seemed to show no feelings. The only obvious clue that she hated me was that her voice was extremely low and sounded murderous; so unlike her normal, happy, loving one.
I stared at her. I had no answer to her question. What could I say? It was not my fault? No, that would be weak. It was my fault. I should have been there. I should have known. It was my entire fault.
She pointed the black gun, in her small hands at me and the pistol started to shake. I remained still, never once showing reaction to her movements or trying to flee. This was the normal way I acted when faced with death, though none of my friends would have believed me. They, they would have believed I would have done what my false, actress me always did around them. The false me that did what the image of her said to do. The image that had been created out of my insecurities and wanting love.
I saw the hatred flash through her eyes. The anger. The pain. I knew I had let down the youngest sailor senshi, Sailor Sun, by letting her older sister die. How could I have mess up on that mission and let the one that I considered my best friend, no my sister, die. How could I have murdered Sailor Earth? A quick memory flashed through my eyes of a woman with black hair cut much like Mamoru's and her smiling sky blue eyes with a greenish tint to them. Next my memories flashed forward to the sounds of a gun shot and the painfilled, unrecognizable scream of that tall, black haired girl.
I smirked when the girl in front of me pulled the trigger of her gun back. The bullet seemed to move in slow motion as it pushed away from the gun, held by a now crying girl, and land in my chest. We had taught her well.
I knew I was going to die. I fall backwards, hitting my head against the pavement. The blonde hair girl disappeared back in the shadows and escaped in to the night. Her quiet sobs grew softer as she walked way from me; leaving me there to die.
Time moved slowly. Minutes passed painstakingly long before anyone saw my bleeding body. I heard a gasp when someone saw me and then I saw the source of the sound and another run towards me. Three others with them calmly walk towards my fallen body. The one who gasped was a boy with light blonde hair, he immediately checked my neck for a pulse, and then put his ears against my chest to hear my silent heartbeat. He quickly backed away from me and stood up. "She is dead." His words were mumbled and sad.
The brown braided hair boy next to him had eyes that seemed ready to cry. A trembling frown appeared on his lips and he finally whispered words so quietly that I could barely hear them. "I knew her, from somewhere, someplace long ago."
"What was her name?" Another boy asked this question with no emotions. His bangs covered one of his eyes. A emotion, no a slight sign of recognizing, appeared in the other, uncovered eye before it went back to its emotionless state as it regarded the dead girl beside him.
"They called her bunny..." The braided haired boy continued to talk about who the dead girl was and how he knew me. I tried to pay attention to his words about the dead girl, about the dead me, but his words sparked memories. Soon I was pulled way from them and drifting through my past days. I knew I was dead, the blond had said so, but I did not feel like I was. I only felt like I was simply lost in thought, letting my mind drift through my past. Wondering how it led me to this, my ultimate death.
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A/N: Well I should be working on my other story but this one just came to me and I had to write it down. Truthfully I have no idea what the plot of this story. Though, it does take place in AC 196 and a type of SM universe in Tokyo. The Gundam pilots will probably not play a big part (well maybe they will or at least 2 or 3 of them will), and neither will the sailor scouts (they will be in the story from the time when Bunny becomes a senshi to her death). I am guessing it is mostly going to be about Bunny, Sailor Sun and Sailor Earth (two characters I have always wanted to put in a story).
Well, do you think I should continue this story or just leave it in the gutter?
12-18/2003
I changed some of the beginning because I finally have an idea about where this story is going. I did add alittle twist to it though. Something, I promise that you won't expect (well I may add little hints) till I flat out say it. I also know that this story will not have a happy ending but an extremely sad one. Though, I already have a sequel for this story in mind, (but even that won't change the sad ending), which is kinda sad because I have gotten nowhere in this story. Well, tomorrow I plan on having the second chapter for this story out since it is almost half-way done. Later.