Even Angels Fall
By Jami
Author Notes: The story takes place after the Stars Series. While the story follows the manga plot, I have taken several elements from the anime and stuck it in just because I felt they worked best. If you have at least some knowledge of the anime and manga the story shouldn't be too hard to follow.
As always, Sailor Moon and the characters involved are not copyrighted to me but they belong to the great and powerful Naoko Takeuchi. A couple characters were created for the sole purpose of this story, but they aren't as important, I just pretend they are.
Prologue
She cringed as a woman's scream echoed through her mind, but when she looked nothing was there – nothing at all. Darkness filled the air, almost causing her to gasp for breath as if it was seeping into her lungs, suffocating her. She tried to run, but her legs were frozen. She tried to speak, but her mouth would not move. The darkness closed in; she felt like crying, but could really feel nothing at all. What was causing this? What happened? Why couldn't she remember? Did she do something wrong and this was some prison or hell she was locked in?
Questions were all that she had left, but even so, from the back of her mind drifted a slight sensation. Nothing was right; she wasn't supposed to be trapped within the darkness. She needed the light, but where was it? Why did it leave her? Her breaths became slow and shallow. She wasn't even sure if she was really breathing anymore.
Suddenly an image appeared before her, she couldn't tell what it was; a twisted image with no real form. It faded from view then came back in. For a moment she almost believed that it was trying to tell her something – trying to tell her that everything would be all right – that she was safe. She wanted to reach towards it, just for a moment to touch it, to get a grasp or feeling of what this being was. Maybe it had the answers to her questions. She tried with all her strength to move, to bring the heavy weight of her arm to the figure, but even as she was able to move an inch, it disappeared leaving her alone again. She desperately wanted it to return to her; at least she wasn't alone. In her mind she begged for it, pleaded for anything at all to be her salvation. The only response she received was more darkness crowding in her mind, blocking out almost everything.
She thought back to the figure. Maybe it was an angel that she saw, she didn't know why but she was almost certain that's what it was. An angel would save her from the darkness. An angel would bring her back to the light. An angel would free her from this prison. The only problem was the angel had fallen.