Authors Notes: Well here you go again, chapter 9 part B, I had this finished, and done, on Sunday night, late, as promised. But for some reason, FFN, would not let me on. I figured they were updating or SOMETHING but after an hour of fighting with it, I gave up. It is currently Tuesday afternoon, and its up. I am truly sorry, I really did try. Blame it on the stupid computer, or FFN, either way, its up now. And once again I am apologizing, cause of the dumb thing. I really hate FFN sometimes.

Disclaimer: Do not own them….just the idea of MY story, not the whole Salior Moon story line.

Dedication: Diane, just because.

Chapter 9

Part B

It has finally been posted.

Rei woke slowly, groggily, and she felt like she was coming out of a deep black hole, and it was slow going. She didn't seem to be able to get her bearings on her, everywhere which direction she went, it seemed, she was going down deeper and deeper into the darkness. Until she found the light, and then, she was heading towards it, slowly, even slower than she had been moving through the dark, before finally she found her way, and her eyes snapped open.

For a moment she thought that she was still in her bizarre dream, and then the darkness took on shapes. To be more precise, the shapes of the hangings that were all over the bed, covering it completely from sight. She also, realized in those crucial moments, that she was lying in a ton of silken sheets, sheets that had twisted around her body in her sleep, effectively wrapping her in a cocoon type embrace.

Blinking against the sleep that threatened to claim her already exhausted body, Rei struggled out of the covers. Looking down at the think nightgown that her body had been swathed in, she sighed, before poking her head out of curtains. The room was twice as big as she would have expected; in fact one had to walk down a flight of stairs to get to the floor. Stepping gingerly down the five or six steps her eyes lighted on a closet.

Padding across the floor towards it, she smiled with mirth, when she realized that there was absolutely no clothing in it, for her. There was however, her sleep-muddled mind realized, a ton of male clothing. Hell it even smelled like male clothing. Shutting the door, she scanned the room some more, if someone had found a nightgown for her, then there had to be a place where she could get something to wear. Another smirk spread across her lips when she realized that there was another closet, in another corner of the room.

Practically running towards the closet, Rei pulled it open with a tug, and was awarded with the sight of feminine clothing, a moment later her mouth was hanging as low as it could get, and she was staring at the place in total shock.

There were clothes everywhere, and she did mean everywhere. Rows and rows, of shirts and pants, as well as dresses, in fact she had never seen so many shoes in her entire life.

"What the hell?" she gaped, her mouth opening and closing with surprise.

"Oh, I see your up, like your clothes?" Jason questioned, causing her to whip around with surprise.

"You," she spat confusion on her features, what was going on here?

"I see Zach's treatment worked." Jason says, a smile spreading across his features.

"Who, and what?" Rei demands, propping her hands on her hips, that was when she realized what he was talking about. She didn't hurt; in fact there was seemingly nothing wrong with her. When, however many hours ago it was, earlier she could not even move to take a bath.

"Zach, a friend of mine, he has a healers gift, he healed you last night." He explained, before sitting down on a chair, and smirking at her, while propping his head on his long, slim fingered hand.

"Really," Rei snarled, her irritation starting to grow, what in the hell was going on?

"As for where you are, in my room, at the castle."

"Castle? YOUR ROOM?" Her tone raising a few higher notches as she glared at him.

"What you expected to stay with maybe, let me think, Kunzite."

"Who?" She demanded.

Shaking his head, his smirk grew, "Never mind, as for the Castle, you think a King, or high General would stay in anything less, don't think so darling."

Gapping at him she felt her anger slowly start to heat up deeper into her stomach. That arrogant bastard, he was laughing at her, and making fun of her, she was going to kill him.

"I would love to stay around and chat with you darling," He murmured standing, his eyes still sparkling down at her, "But I have a meeting to attend," Leaning down he kissed her still gapping mouth. Turning he started to walk out.

"What gives you the right to bring me here," she demanded of his retreating back.

Turning, he looked down at her, a thoughtful, yet mischievous expression filling his face. "Because," he stated simply, calmly, "you belong to me!" Before he turned once more and walked out of the room.

"You, you, BASTARD," she snarled, grabbing a vase off the nearby table and hurling it at the door, even though she knew he was long gone. It made her feel better, but in now way shape of size did it relieve her anger.

Stomping back to the closet she grabbed a pair of the pants, and a shirt, and threw them on, not caring if they matched or not. For a moment her mind wandered, and she wondered how he knew exactly what size she was, for the clothes fit perfectly, but dismissed it. If he was groping around and checking out her size in the dark, she didn't know what to know about it.

Lacing up the most suitable pair of boots she could find on such short notice, she peeked back around the room. There was nothing she could do with her hair right now, he didn't seem to have a bathroom anywhere off hand, and she wasn't going to spend anymore time than she had to around the place. Smirking to herself, she walked out the window, and almost did a dance for joy when she saw the stairs that led to the ground from the balcony. Easily climbing down the steps, she stopped dead when she saw all the Casablanca trees. They were everywhere, and in full bloom. Her mind briefly wondered how that was possible when since they weren't in season, before she began wondering around the place. It was truly beautiful.

With the tree's, there were benches scattered, beautiful statues, and even a small pond with a willow tree and a swing hanging on it. It was perhaps the most beautiful place that she had ever been. Well, except for the odd memory she had of the moon, other than that, she was enchanted.

"Well, well, the little bird has flow the coop," came a low male voice.

She knew in that instant that it wasn't Justin. The voice was to low, and it was coming from to high up. She wasn't sure how she knew it, and her mind briefly chastised her for even bothering to pay that much attention to the blond. Whipping around, she blinked in surprise, standing before her was a tall man, with light blond hair-lighter than Jason's, she noted-and black eyes. Not an attractive combo, at least to her at least."

"And just who in the hell are you?" she demanded.

Bowing slightly the tall man smirked down at her, "Why I forgot for a moment that we haven't meet, sorry, I believe I was entranced by your beauty."

Cocking a brow, she snorted. "I don't think so, now get to the point, and if all you're here to do is to spout fake compliments, leave."

Chuckling softly, he nodded. "I am Lord Christopher, high lord of the werewolves, to be exact." He stated smoothly.

"So I take it your not an invited guest?" She commented her tone cold.

"No, so don't go screaming for your lover boy Jason, he can't help you anyway."

Rei's eyes narrowed in anger, again. She was getting pissed off, first Jason had made some crack about her being his, and now this bastard was calling him her lover boy? She did not think so.

Throwing her hand up, she glared at him, "No, but I can," she spat. "Mars Planet Power," She hissed, her features furious, before the warm fire swept around her and power filled her veins, and the call of Mars sang through her blood like a siren. A moment later she was transformed, and the man in front of her was looking at her like she was some kind of trophy.

"Well, well, you do you have nice legs," he stated eyeing her up and down.

"Ya, well, don't let me interrupt the freak show, "FIRESOUL," she snarled, sending a ball of red hot fire at the bastard, he calmly reached up and blocked it.

Rei felt like stomping her foot in aggravation, instead she just glared at him, and called up her next attack. "Mars celestial fire surround!" she spouted, her anger fueling the attack, this time when he casually put his hand up, the attack went through.

Howling with anger, he glared at her. "You are going to pay for that, bitch." He growled.

"First of all, she is not a bitch, second of all you insult her you insult me, third of all if someone is going to call her something it is going to be me!" A male voice growled, causing the two of them to whip around. Rei really didn't know rather to be relieved or angry that he had shown up. Either way, she was still pissed with no one to turn her anger on.

Stomping her foot she glared at the two men. "WHAT IS GOING ON." She screamed.

They just ignored her.

"You do know that coming onto my property, and attacking MY mate is totally against the laws, and I can kill you for that."

Snorting the other man glared down at the man in front of him. "She is destined to be mine, be damned you; link or not."

Rolling his eyes, Jason waved his hand at the man and sent him flying. "You know you have a lot of nerve just showing up and insulting my mate, then me, then our bond. And you're on my territory and blood moon or no, you can't defeat me on my own land. So what the hell do you think you doing?" He demanded coldly, his eyes turned to ice, and his posture furious.

Rei watched with interest, as the man went flying through a wall. Before her eyes went back to Jason, a shudder spreading through her veins, he was that same cold, arrogant, freak she had encountered so many nights ago. Only this time, she noted, his anger was not turned at her. She felt relieved, and yet at the same time, furious. The bastard was fighting her battles.

"Leave, before I really loose my temper." He growled.

"I will be back, Jason, you cant keep her locked up in here forever, and then she will be mine, and Beryl's."

Raising his hand again, he mentally picked up the Werewolf Lord. "Now you brought the bitch into this," his tone was even but his eyes were blazing fury. A few moments later, the werewolf was flying through the air and through the wall again. This time, a few rocks followed him out.

"Bastard," Jason growled, before turning his scowl on Rei. "And just what are you doing out of bed?"

Her own scowl matching his, Rei answered between clenched teeth, "I was taking a walk, and don't look at me like that or I will fry your ass as well."

Sighing down at her, he reaches over and scoops her up. "Be quiet or I will kiss you," He growls when her mouth opened to shout at him, needless to say it closed with a click.

Carrying her to the bedroom, he plopped her down in the bed again. "DON'T move," he growled before walking back out of the room.

"BASTARD," she snarled at his retreating back. She was going to kill him. She really was.

But first she needed a plan.

~~~

Makoto silently stalked around the forest floor, her footsteps quiet as they came, and her hearing listening for any sound, from a creature breathing, to the thump of a rabbit's foot. Anything would work.

It seemed that she had been adopted into the group of hunters, and she had become something of an emissary from Selene herself lately. It had surprised her, but she was not complaining. Never mind that she was putting them in countless danger, it was safer this way. Traveling in a group would allow her access to places that she would not normally be allowed to go to.

That was, basically, the basis of its appeal. She had also, in the few short hours she had come to know the people she was with, come to enjoy the people, and the families that were all ready so tightly knitted, and yet, they accepted her on a moments breath. It was-to her-like a breath of fresh air. And she had loved every moment of it.

Smiling in anticipation, she smirked, when she saw the rabbit hole. Perfect! A few moments later, she saw her first prey, and the hunt was on. It did not take her long to find her required part of the dinner. The three or four she had caught were still plump from the autumn harvest, berries and such, and she was more than ready to eat them. Her mouth started to water as she looked at them, her mind doing a mental tally of what she could actually do to them. It was, perhaps, more than she had first realized. They were all mouth watering though, and she was starving. It was time to head back to camp.

Makoto had never been hit so hard so fast, and her breath fell from her lips in a gasp. Looking up into the black eyes of her attacker, she blinked in surprise, before her body kicked into action, and with a quick flip of her legs she sent the man flying into the air, and away from her.

RUN CHOSEN, the trees shouted in warning, before cutting the link once more.

Shrugging slightly the amazon women took off in the closest direction that her brain registered, while she mentally kicked herself; she was heading away from camp. That was probably a good thing, since it would guarantee their safety a little longer.

She never heard him, nor did she see him, but she did feel hid body weight connection with her own, and she could also feel him move against her, as he pinned her beneath him.

"Well, well, I do think I have caught me a rather large cat." The man murmured watching her squirm beneath his weight, "That or a large women, what do you think?" Reaching down almost thoughtfully, he turned her over, before smiling down at her. "Well does cat have your tongue or are you going to answer me?"

Scowling up at him, Makoto glared, before answering between clenched teeth. "Are you cruising for a bruising?" she demanded, bringing every ounce of courage she had to the for. It was probably not the smartest thing to do, piss this man off when she was in this position. But she was not just going to let him think he would stroll up and jump her.

Chuckling at her, he smiled, almost charmingly, "Don't worry this wont hurt at all," Before his lips descended on hers. His lips were hot and yet soft, while he shifted effectively pinning her tighter under him as he assaulted her mouth with his own. Adding his tongue to the mix, he chuckled against her protesting mouth, when she bit him, before exploring her mouth thoroughly. She was sweet, and warm under him and she her taste was a unique combo, one he had never beheld before and he had his share of women.

Makoto on the other hand had never felt so violated in her life, writhing under him, she desperately tried to free herself. He was too strong, and she was stuck fast, that however did not stop her from trying. She had not gotten this far in life to just let one arrogant bastard come along and kiss her without him getting his ass kicked in return. She could feel the sign on her forehead start to glow, as her anger built.

Gasping for air when finally did release her mouth, she meet his mocking gaze with her own furious one, before uttering the only words she could think of at the moment. "Jupiter THUNDER CRASH," she spat. She wasn't sure what happened exactly, but her already hazy mind stopped momentarily, as the sky opened and the man was sent reeling into the night.

Rolling quickly she flipped to her feet, she would analyze this one later.

"Hassan," came a cold male voice, stopping her dead in her tracks.

"Nathan," she spat, whipping around, she did NOT need this. Two of them now, she could barely take on one at a time, and both of them, she realized with a deep scowl, seemed to have a thing for kissing her.

She watched as the taller man bowed slightly to her in recognition of his name, before once more turning his attention to the man in front of her.

"You dare attack a chose one?" he growled, his fangs coming down to rest comfortable on his bottom lip.

"You dare interfere with the blood moon?" He demanded.

"I give call to a higher power than your pathetic blood moon." He argued.

Makoto could only blink at them, what was a blood moon?

"Not so high that even you can ignore the magic and power of it."

"Try me."

"WHAT IS A BLOODY BLOOD MOON!" Makoto demanded, tired of this already, and it had only just began.

"The blood moon," Hassan started to explain, his eyes cutting daggers at Nathan, "Is the werewolves chosen right, we are allowed to chose our mates for the next 100 years, and they are ours, give or take, and they do not leave. It is our RIGHT, and our PRIVALAGE," he snarled, and Makoto had the feeling that those last few comments were directed at Nathan and not her.

"Uh, Riiiiiiiight, you all are nuttier than I originally thought." Makoto grumbled, her sign still flaring on her forehead, as it responded to the danger that was currently surrounding her. It probably helped that she was pissed.

"It is our right," the man repeated, almost babbling.

"No, its not," Nathan argued, his tone dangerous, "And to mess with a vampires chosen, especially a high lords, on this night, is not excusable."

Watching the two of them bicker, Makoto rolled her eyes before turning tale and running. She had to get back to the camp, and fast, and warn them that there were to freaks running around the place. This was getting crazy.

Her steps were almost frantic as she ran every breath of air, every shiver of the trees frightened her, and she could almost see them coming after her. She was practically running blind, her fear hiding everything from view, and if it wasn't for her own blind sense of direction, she would probably never had made it.

The sight that she found once she was there left her stunned. There had obviously been someone here who he or she had not been able to control. For the people, whom a few hours earlier had been laughing and singing with her were dead.

Tears of rage fled down her checks as she stared at the bodies in front of her. They had been severed, massacred even, in areas like there necks, stomach, and a few even had their heads ripped off. It was the type of carnage, her mind chanted at her, that sharp claws would make on a body.

"I am going to kill him," she snarled, her anger drying her tears almost instantly.

"Who?" Came Nathan's smooth voice.

Whipping around she glared at him, "You first," she snapped, "Then that bastard of a werewolf."

"Oh really?"

She gave him all the answer he deserved, "Jupiter Planet Power."

~~~

Beryl watched as all her carefully conceived plans fall to pieces in front of her eyes, fury lighting her features. Those brats, how could they fail at this? She was gong to have to punish them the next time she saw them, after the blood moon. She was no full, she knew the massive power that those men carried in their vein when they were like this. Luckily for her they had yet to discover it all for themselves.

Watching her crystal ball, she let the air hiss between her teeth, they would pay for this, each and every one of them. She would make sure of it, oh yes she would.