Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, hopefully I will make one billion
dollars this year and then I can buy the rights. Hmm, *she strokes her chin
evilly, deeply indulged in her thoughts* .
"No!" Serena cried pushing Damon out of the way. The red-hot arrow missed its target and grazed Serena across the top of her arm. A droplet of ruby blood trickled down her scorched limb. She groaned as it broke through her pale skin, but she ignored the throbbing of her arm immediately, Serena was no longer concerned with herself. She only cared about keeping Damon safe.
"You mustn't hurt him Mars!" She yelled and cried at the same time. She raised her hand up to her arm and applied pressure to the wound. "I forbid you to hurt him!"
Mars, Mercury and Venus were shocked. "Why? Why can't we hurt him?" Venus asked, "Look what he has done to Jupiter!" She pointed over to Jupiter, who was still frozen in a prison of diamonds.
"Is it because he looks like Darien?" Mars asked angrily, red fire flickering inside of her eyes.
"No," Serena said calmly, still entranced by Damon. "He is his twin brother." The three scouts gasped.
"It seams that you think you know a lot about me, Sailor Moon, who told you that I was Darien's brother?" Damon smiled, pleased with the idea that she knew whom he really was.
"You did," Serena answered. "I met you, in the future. You told me everything. You told me about rescuing the wrong brother from Queen Beryl, about how I have known you for years. But," Serena hesitated, "but, while I was with Darien. He never told me that he had a brother."
Damon's eyes twinkled with delight, "That is because he doesn't remember." Damon walked over to the darkened window and gazed out into the night. "Darien developed amnesia after the car crash, he didn't remember anything before. All he knew was his family died in a crash. His mum," Damon cleared his throat. "Our mum and dad died. The Paramedics found their bodies, although they never found mine." He was lost in his thought, a day dreamy look on his face. "They were the ones that told Darien that his family had died."
"Then how come they didn't tell him that you died?" Mercury asked, captivated with his sad story.
"Because my body wasn't in the car with them." Damon sighed and stared out into the night. "I still remember it like it was yesterday, the crash, that is. The rain, it was pouring down, the night was so black. So black," He repeated again, his eyes twinkling with a tear. "Dad lost control of the car, it wasn't his fault, it was dark, and the roads were wet. The car rolled." Damon paused, he seamed to be reciting the story for himself alone, as if he was remembering it for the first time. "Everyone but me was hurt." Damon's voice started to break as lumps of emotions got caught in his throat. "I escaped, I went to get help, but I. I was so young, I got lost." Damon's memories came flooding back to him.
*-^-*-^Flash back*-^-*-^
The heavy rain kept pouring down, soaking young Damon to the bone. For hours he wandered in the darkness along the side of the road, screaming out for help above the sound of the rain crashing onto the highway. "Help me!" He cried, "Please, somebody, Help me!" He tripped on a rock and fell face first into a puddle of mud. The skin tore of his palms, leaving blood to trickle down his fingers and drop to the surface below. "Please, help me, ANYONE!" He cried again. Suddenly, a light appeared in front of him. It was a strange light, almost black but so very bright. Damon brought his hands up to his face and shielded his eyes. Out from the light stepped a woman, a woman with fiery red hair, flickering around her. Her red locks were like snakes, slithering about in the wind and rain, she was wearing a long dark purple dress, with a large gap running down the centre of it. It exposed her most of feminine parts. But this lady was hardly feminine, she was something else, something viscous. Damon could sense that there was something wrong with this woman. The light behind her disappeared, and the only glow around the two of them now, was the glow of the lady's staff. "Who, who are you?" Damon choked on the words. "Are you here to help me? Are you, are you an angel?"
The woman burst out laughing. It was a terrible laugh, one that chilled Damon down to his bones. "Is that what you think!" The lady cackled. "My dear boy, I am not an angel. But I am here to help you."
Damon looked up at her with wide eyes, "Really?" He asked, his eyes glistening with tears of happiness.
The woman smiled. "Yes, what is it you want me to do?" She asked, an evil grin forming on her thin lips.
"It's, it's my family, Maam." The boy stuttered. "They are in trouble. Please, you must help them."
She looked up and stared into the rainy night. "I'm sorry my dear boy," She said, sniffing the air. "But your family is dead." She tried to look upset, but instead she looked as though she had just smelled a bad odour.
Damon dropped down to his knees and started crying, "Mum! Dad!" He shouted into the endless night. "Darien!"
"Wait," The lady said, concentrating hard into the dark. "Darien, he is your brother yes?" The woman smiled, exposing her fangs. Damon nodded, his tears blending with the rain and running down his pale, muddy cheeks. "You brother is still alive," She said, looking hard into the night. "Yes, he is alive, but just barely."
"Please," He begged her. "Please, you have to help him."
"If I do," The woman hesitated, "You must do something for me."
"Anything!" The boy cried, "I will do anything."
The woman smiled. "Are you sure?" Damon nodded. "Very well then, I shall get your brother to a hospital, and then they can help him." Saying that, the lady disappeared into the night. She seamed to be gone forever. The seconds turned into minutes, the minutes into hours. Damon was left on the side of the road. Not single car drove by, he couldn't even see any dim headlights in the distance. After what seamed like an eternity went past, the same familiar flash of light came back, and the lady appeared with it. She opened up a window in mid air,
'Magic,' Damon thought to himself as he looked deeply into the window. 'She must be a witch.' Through the window, Damon could see his brother resting peacefully on a hospital bed.
"Thankyou!" He cried happily, wiping a muddy tear away. "Thankyou!"
"Don't thank me yet boy!" The lady hissed. "Now that I have done this for you, you must do something for me." The window vanished in a cloud of black smoke, and Darien's picture along with it.
"Yes, anything!"
She smiled maliciously, exposing her fangs again. "I want your body." She said calmly.
Instinctively Damon wrapped his arms around his body, hugging himself. "You want my body?" he asked, confused with what she wanted to do with him.
"Don't be perverted boy!" She said, knowing what the boy was thinking. "I don't want you like that! I need your body, for a vessel." She smiled and the sighed, "You are probably too young to understand."
Damon glared at her, "A vessel?" He asked, knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"Yes, The dark forces from the Nega-Verse need a body if they want to walk on this Earth again. They can cross over through a portal, but without a body they will shrivel up and die."
"But I," He stuttered, "I am just a boy."
"Yes," She agreed, "But soon you will be a man. It is when you are a man that you will fulfil your promise to me."
He grew calmer as cleaver thoughts filled his head. 'If I say yes now,' he thought to himself, 'then I can escape her, and I will never have to become a, a vessel, what ever that is. I can run away and she will never be able to find me again.'
"I'll do it!" He told her above the sound of the rain crashing onto the bitumen.
She smiled and held out her hand. "Come on then," She said, her staff glowing in the darkness on the night. "Come with me."
"I thought that I was to help you when I was a man!"
"Yes, you will help me, when you are a man. But now as a boy, I need you too." She smiled and latched onto his bleeding wrist. "Come with me, and embrace the awesome power of the Nega Verse!" She cackled.
"NO!" He shouted and ripped his hands free of her powerful grip. "I will never help you!"
"Maybe not against your will!" She glared, "but I can fix that!" Her staff started to glow. Out of it, poured a black smoke, it swirled on the wind and circled Damon, before if dived down, straight into his body. Damon dropped to the ground and started convulsing.
"I am your master now boy!" She screeched into the night. "Your soul has been blackened, and now it is mine to command. Arise and serve your Mistress, Queen Beryl of the Nega Verse!" She held out her hand.
Immediately, Damon stopped convulsing and rose up to rest on one knee. He took up her hand and kissed it softly. "My Queen."
"Come, dear boy. I have much to teach you about our ways." Again the light opened up in front of them. She had opened a portal to the Nega-Verse. Damon rose up to his feet and took her hand in his. "After you, dear boy," she said and smiled evilly as the two of them stepped into the darkness.
A.N. Thankyou for reading once again. To all the people that have reviewed my story, Thankyou very much. I would like to know what you are all thinking of the story so far. In the next chapter, the battle will begin. Happy New Year, I hope that 2003 is the best year for you all yet. xxx Destiny xxx
"No!" Serena cried pushing Damon out of the way. The red-hot arrow missed its target and grazed Serena across the top of her arm. A droplet of ruby blood trickled down her scorched limb. She groaned as it broke through her pale skin, but she ignored the throbbing of her arm immediately, Serena was no longer concerned with herself. She only cared about keeping Damon safe.
"You mustn't hurt him Mars!" She yelled and cried at the same time. She raised her hand up to her arm and applied pressure to the wound. "I forbid you to hurt him!"
Mars, Mercury and Venus were shocked. "Why? Why can't we hurt him?" Venus asked, "Look what he has done to Jupiter!" She pointed over to Jupiter, who was still frozen in a prison of diamonds.
"Is it because he looks like Darien?" Mars asked angrily, red fire flickering inside of her eyes.
"No," Serena said calmly, still entranced by Damon. "He is his twin brother." The three scouts gasped.
"It seams that you think you know a lot about me, Sailor Moon, who told you that I was Darien's brother?" Damon smiled, pleased with the idea that she knew whom he really was.
"You did," Serena answered. "I met you, in the future. You told me everything. You told me about rescuing the wrong brother from Queen Beryl, about how I have known you for years. But," Serena hesitated, "but, while I was with Darien. He never told me that he had a brother."
Damon's eyes twinkled with delight, "That is because he doesn't remember." Damon walked over to the darkened window and gazed out into the night. "Darien developed amnesia after the car crash, he didn't remember anything before. All he knew was his family died in a crash. His mum," Damon cleared his throat. "Our mum and dad died. The Paramedics found their bodies, although they never found mine." He was lost in his thought, a day dreamy look on his face. "They were the ones that told Darien that his family had died."
"Then how come they didn't tell him that you died?" Mercury asked, captivated with his sad story.
"Because my body wasn't in the car with them." Damon sighed and stared out into the night. "I still remember it like it was yesterday, the crash, that is. The rain, it was pouring down, the night was so black. So black," He repeated again, his eyes twinkling with a tear. "Dad lost control of the car, it wasn't his fault, it was dark, and the roads were wet. The car rolled." Damon paused, he seamed to be reciting the story for himself alone, as if he was remembering it for the first time. "Everyone but me was hurt." Damon's voice started to break as lumps of emotions got caught in his throat. "I escaped, I went to get help, but I. I was so young, I got lost." Damon's memories came flooding back to him.
*-^-*-^Flash back*-^-*-^
The heavy rain kept pouring down, soaking young Damon to the bone. For hours he wandered in the darkness along the side of the road, screaming out for help above the sound of the rain crashing onto the highway. "Help me!" He cried, "Please, somebody, Help me!" He tripped on a rock and fell face first into a puddle of mud. The skin tore of his palms, leaving blood to trickle down his fingers and drop to the surface below. "Please, help me, ANYONE!" He cried again. Suddenly, a light appeared in front of him. It was a strange light, almost black but so very bright. Damon brought his hands up to his face and shielded his eyes. Out from the light stepped a woman, a woman with fiery red hair, flickering around her. Her red locks were like snakes, slithering about in the wind and rain, she was wearing a long dark purple dress, with a large gap running down the centre of it. It exposed her most of feminine parts. But this lady was hardly feminine, she was something else, something viscous. Damon could sense that there was something wrong with this woman. The light behind her disappeared, and the only glow around the two of them now, was the glow of the lady's staff. "Who, who are you?" Damon choked on the words. "Are you here to help me? Are you, are you an angel?"
The woman burst out laughing. It was a terrible laugh, one that chilled Damon down to his bones. "Is that what you think!" The lady cackled. "My dear boy, I am not an angel. But I am here to help you."
Damon looked up at her with wide eyes, "Really?" He asked, his eyes glistening with tears of happiness.
The woman smiled. "Yes, what is it you want me to do?" She asked, an evil grin forming on her thin lips.
"It's, it's my family, Maam." The boy stuttered. "They are in trouble. Please, you must help them."
She looked up and stared into the rainy night. "I'm sorry my dear boy," She said, sniffing the air. "But your family is dead." She tried to look upset, but instead she looked as though she had just smelled a bad odour.
Damon dropped down to his knees and started crying, "Mum! Dad!" He shouted into the endless night. "Darien!"
"Wait," The lady said, concentrating hard into the dark. "Darien, he is your brother yes?" The woman smiled, exposing her fangs. Damon nodded, his tears blending with the rain and running down his pale, muddy cheeks. "You brother is still alive," She said, looking hard into the night. "Yes, he is alive, but just barely."
"Please," He begged her. "Please, you have to help him."
"If I do," The woman hesitated, "You must do something for me."
"Anything!" The boy cried, "I will do anything."
The woman smiled. "Are you sure?" Damon nodded. "Very well then, I shall get your brother to a hospital, and then they can help him." Saying that, the lady disappeared into the night. She seamed to be gone forever. The seconds turned into minutes, the minutes into hours. Damon was left on the side of the road. Not single car drove by, he couldn't even see any dim headlights in the distance. After what seamed like an eternity went past, the same familiar flash of light came back, and the lady appeared with it. She opened up a window in mid air,
'Magic,' Damon thought to himself as he looked deeply into the window. 'She must be a witch.' Through the window, Damon could see his brother resting peacefully on a hospital bed.
"Thankyou!" He cried happily, wiping a muddy tear away. "Thankyou!"
"Don't thank me yet boy!" The lady hissed. "Now that I have done this for you, you must do something for me." The window vanished in a cloud of black smoke, and Darien's picture along with it.
"Yes, anything!"
She smiled maliciously, exposing her fangs again. "I want your body." She said calmly.
Instinctively Damon wrapped his arms around his body, hugging himself. "You want my body?" he asked, confused with what she wanted to do with him.
"Don't be perverted boy!" She said, knowing what the boy was thinking. "I don't want you like that! I need your body, for a vessel." She smiled and the sighed, "You are probably too young to understand."
Damon glared at her, "A vessel?" He asked, knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"Yes, The dark forces from the Nega-Verse need a body if they want to walk on this Earth again. They can cross over through a portal, but without a body they will shrivel up and die."
"But I," He stuttered, "I am just a boy."
"Yes," She agreed, "But soon you will be a man. It is when you are a man that you will fulfil your promise to me."
He grew calmer as cleaver thoughts filled his head. 'If I say yes now,' he thought to himself, 'then I can escape her, and I will never have to become a, a vessel, what ever that is. I can run away and she will never be able to find me again.'
"I'll do it!" He told her above the sound of the rain crashing onto the bitumen.
She smiled and held out her hand. "Come on then," She said, her staff glowing in the darkness on the night. "Come with me."
"I thought that I was to help you when I was a man!"
"Yes, you will help me, when you are a man. But now as a boy, I need you too." She smiled and latched onto his bleeding wrist. "Come with me, and embrace the awesome power of the Nega Verse!" She cackled.
"NO!" He shouted and ripped his hands free of her powerful grip. "I will never help you!"
"Maybe not against your will!" She glared, "but I can fix that!" Her staff started to glow. Out of it, poured a black smoke, it swirled on the wind and circled Damon, before if dived down, straight into his body. Damon dropped to the ground and started convulsing.
"I am your master now boy!" She screeched into the night. "Your soul has been blackened, and now it is mine to command. Arise and serve your Mistress, Queen Beryl of the Nega Verse!" She held out her hand.
Immediately, Damon stopped convulsing and rose up to rest on one knee. He took up her hand and kissed it softly. "My Queen."
"Come, dear boy. I have much to teach you about our ways." Again the light opened up in front of them. She had opened a portal to the Nega-Verse. Damon rose up to his feet and took her hand in his. "After you, dear boy," she said and smiled evilly as the two of them stepped into the darkness.
A.N. Thankyou for reading once again. To all the people that have reviewed my story, Thankyou very much. I would like to know what you are all thinking of the story so far. In the next chapter, the battle will begin. Happy New Year, I hope that 2003 is the best year for you all yet. xxx Destiny xxx