Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own anything of Sailor Moon, but the story is in fact mine along with
the land they live within and the Gods that I have created.
Usagi/Serenity, a mermaiden, lives a happy life with her love, Mamoru, and her fellow friends Haruka
and Michieru in the City of Gizuiso. But a King from above is brought that of the beloved Usagi and will
keep whatever he receives. ((Usa/Mamoru; Usa/Demando; Inner and Outer Senshi are included.))
Maiden of the Sea
Legend: Within the sea they swim and breath, but on the land they cannot walk, unless you take their
precious treasure from their grasp. One can decide their fate of changing forms to and fro. But take heed,
they are tricky creatures so.
Chapter 8 Strength Lost, Spirit Remained
They would stare almost dumbfounded at her, this child-like creature; naive to the world that she stray
within at the moment. Both did not know what to say, what to do. Tell her the simple truth? Then, it
would break her... further than now.
Words were not spoken as the two would gaze from one another and then towards the curiously searching
Serenity. How the maid giggled at the moment...the wind brushing against her as she watched her reflection
against the rippling water giving it a fumbled look. How amused she was with such little things in life.
Usagi had felt the warmth of the girls around.. And if she was to stay anywhere within this world.. It would
be here.. With them... but yet everything did come with a price.... even happiness and sadness. She would be
here with him.. Without her true love. For when the gates of paradise were open, she entered it for but a
moment before locked out.
A tear was to fall from her eye, but stopped as she looked up towards the girls. Shocked she was to see the
sadness upon their faces. "What happened to Rei and Minako...?" she asked childlike, holding a bit of maturity
to it. Yet she then realized the answer seeing the dread that sat within them.... she was hushed stepping
back from them. Seeing this Ami would walk a bit towards her, ready to put a hand upon her shoulder for
comfort... She and Lita would tell her reasons why.. But, Usagi would not take the comfort from under their
wings... How she would turn, darting towards the haven that was her's... her only safety to her knowledge....
"Usagi......" Ami spoke timidly, knowing her voice would not be heard, hope still within it though.
With that, the girls were left alone in the courtyard silent, not knowing what to do before returning to their
own rooms, closing the curtains behind them.
How could it be possible? This world in its cruelty as she walked through the room called her home. Bare feet
would step towards the sight of the sea, so far no tears in her eyes... she would not let a mermaid cry saltwater
tears. How strong she would be, to the best of her knowledge. How beautiful the sun was setting.. Different
from below the surface... the colors of oranges, blues, purples all blending into the sky before the sun set on
its way in its own world of freedom, dying as the moon soon would be given life. "Mamo-chan...." her voice
whispered through the breeze.
to anger Gallioun and Amaya. How could the gods be so cruel into taking his precious gem from him.... he would
not allow it. A smile passed his lips that she did not forget.. A smile that had not been with him since he last
felt her warmth, her touch. Yet it was quickly replaced with a frown once more, the coldness surrounding him.
"Usako-chan... my Usako..." He whispered softly "...be naught afraid little one... for I am with you.. And I
shall come to thee soon..." At a quick pace he traveled down the guarded halls of the palace towards the throne
room. There within floated the saddened hearts of those loyal and close to the two lovers.
Michieru lay with sadness.. Her most loyal friend gone.. Plucked from the sea in but a moment... Oh how she wished
she was there in her place! But only the arms of her beloved Haruka kept her close.... helped her believe that
dear Usagi would be back soon.
"My lord... What tactics shall we be using?" were the first words spoken after a few moments in the room by Haruka.
"We shall go and speak.. And if nothing is in effect from that... then war is but the only way... sadly. But she
shall be back, where she belongs." Slowly he swam towards a table as his fist hit hard against it, causing a massive
amount of bubbles to float up from it.
Eyes closed for seconds before he raised a hand, brushing it through thick, midnight strands. "Haruka.. You shall
accompany me... along with your fellow generals." His sights went up towards four others present within the room.
"Kunzite, Nephrite, Zoicite, Jaedite... You shall come with us. You all are my best.. And even like family..."
"But what of me!" Michieru pleaded swimming up to his side, grasping onto his arm. "She is so dear to me as well....
Let me help! I ask so little of you Mamoru... Grant me this one thing.. If not as a subject, but as a friend."
Eyes watched each other. How he wanted to keep her from the world above.. To shelter her... Much like Usako...
But his love was taken, was she to be taken as well? No, they would be with her. A sigh emitted from his lips, yet
it was true.. She asked of so little. "Very well... You may come, yet stay close to us please.. That is the little
bit that I ask of you."
"Very well... Very well" A smile sat upon her face as she looked up towards the surface.
All other eyes followed, all holding hope within.
"We leave in two days.... She shall be back with us again." The king would turn, swimming towards an open area of the
throne room looking over his kingdom and the layer between the sea and air infront of him. "You shall be back with us
soon... Even if it takes eternity, my Love... my Only... my Queen." Silently she lay upon the bed... a simple aqua mint, powder blue nightgown her companion which clung to her form as if
she was life itself. Her shoulders were bare for the fabric was cut down a bit above her bosom, the sleeves, puffy
and then banded right above her elbows before belling out ((Picture Charlotte from Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust when
she's laying awake in the bed waiting for Meier It's a really good movie for those who don't know what I'm talking
about... you should see it.. I recommend it)). Awake she was.. as if a soul waiting to be released into the freedom
of night. One of her arms rested against the silkiness of the sheets, her fingers showing a bit of play from hours
previous; silver locks flowed all around her, blanketing her form. What was she to do? Only lay within this abyss
until the morning.. Where each day would be a repetition like the previous one; held here in the cage of timeless
existence. Her only companion, the sounds of water dripping from the rocks that jutted out like icicles from the ceiling
above onto the placid water beneath.
What had he meant by soon that he would come.... Maybe she did not want to know.. Memories of the day previous swimming
through her sea of a mind.
Footsteps echoed through her haven... nearing her bed ever so, the sound of another breathing coming closer. 'Not now....
oh not now.. not ever!' her mind screamed at her, alas how was she to fight? Blue eyes gazed infront of her at a shadow
created... light flowing through the room ever so faintly from a few candles recently lit within.
The brushing of feet against the pavement would stop as a hand reached forward, coming into contact with her fair skin.
Oh how wonderful it felt to touch what was his once more. A shudder seemed to pass from her lips, yet the sound excited
him only more, a smothered laugh emitting from closed lips... which gave away the reaper... to claim a soul. "My maiden...
my sea nymph.... I said I would return..." he whispered playfully to her. Her eyes would close, as if wincing in pain...
for pain would come to her. His hand traced down the back of her form, yet she did not move... did not turn towards
him.. enraging him so.. He would not show it.... Pleasure would be repaid for the feelings so.
Slowly he sat down upon the bed, his fingers tracing through silken threads; her scent wafting towards him as slowly she
was almost forced it seemed to look upon him.
"Look at me....." he commanded gently. She would not respond, blue eyes as dark as the night now, holding silence unlike
the day. "Look at me!" he would ask once more. Nothing.... simply nothing... It was a game; that was it, a game.
Though, she didn't know the rules. A sadistic laugh left his lips as he moved more onto the bed, locking his hands on
her arms to pull her towards him.
How insecure she felt with this action for the time. Serenity had to get away.... away from this. Her movements would
oppose his as she struggled in his grasp, ready to dart towards the other end of the bed and off of it. The water would
sooth her, keep him away from her. How quick he was to react unfortunately, keeping her on the bed, pinning her down upon
her back, his form atop her's. The maiden would not give in though, her head cocked to the side on the pillow looking
towards the blank wall.
"Look at me!!!!" He commanded once more.
"No...." was her raspy reply.
He laughed, tracing one of his hands across her neck and up to her chin, fingers clenching fragilely around her face
forcing it to meet his. "Now that wasn't so hard." Followed by the statement of spit landing in his face.
As it hit, violet eyes closed, a smile setting upon it before changing to a cold, emotionless frown. "It is not wise my
dear to act in such a manner towards your love." His hand would brush across her face gently in a caressing movement.
Her eyes widened. Her love? Indeed he was not and how dare he say such to her. "My love? That you are not... you are
nothing more than vile, like Hexodus. I will not bend to thee and soon I shall claim what is mine once more and he shall
come for me."
"He? My dear you are mistaken. For the walls around you will never open their arms and let you out. For you are mine
whether you enjoy it or not." He paused slightly, sighing. His head would lean towards her neck, taking in the scent which
he craved ever so. Lips would press against her neck, causing her to shiver slightly. How she hated his touch, his lust.
It would be hard to break her. She thought herself not to fall, and he thought to be the one to win in the end. "And I
shall enjoy you through all eternity." With those words... he had kissed her hard upon the lips.
He had gotten too close as she began to squirm under his grasp. A hand would raise up, nails scratching against his perfect
face. He had felt it, quickly pulling back, standing off the bed. This was her moment as she darted from the bed, standing
at one end of the room, arms around her, her eyes threatening him not to come near. His hand would raise up to his face,
feeling the small slashes, blood upon partially tanned fingertips. His head would turn to a mirror seeing the cuts.
"Why you wench. You are mine and no others!" He screamed with rage.
For the moment she felt fear, having to think fast. The exit, she would run towards it and take haven in one of the other
girls' rooms. For he wouldn't take out his rage on two this late in the night. Her feet would dart to the door, yet a hand
grasped upon her arm pulling her back. A yelp escaped her throat as she fell back onto her knees. His grip upon her
tightened as she winched in pain, letting out a small moan.
"You are the first one, let alone woman to draw my blood in ten years." The moment seemed to excite him so, and how now he
had to teach her. The blood no longer bothered him as he grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder in the blink of an eye.
And how she responded... figiting in his grasp; legs kicking, arms flailing. "I shall have to teach you your place."
He would walk out of her room towards the door, his prize in his possession. She looked over her shoulder for a moment
seeing where they were going.. That blasted door. Screams, more high pitched than any mere human could speak came from rouge
lips. He seemed to enjoy it though as the door closed behind them.
Their arguments and her screams had seemed to awaken the girls as they stood in their doorways, watching from the shadows behind
their curtains. The door closed behind them, horror seemed to sit upon her face. All four had come out, the moon shining upon
them in pity it seemed, all eyes watching one another. Rei and Minako seemed to have tired looks upon their faces that Makoto
and Ami could see. Ami's sad eyes would trail down the girls' skin.. Bruises and marks upon wrists, arms, and backs. For once
their views were not blocked.. The man they came to love over years was insane. Taking something that came truly against her
wish, and what worse, was in love... Her purity taken. Silence lay upon them, though the sounds of the crashing of the water of
the pool hit against the walls... and her screams echoed throughout. Minako began to walk, but stumbled slightly. Seeing this,
Makoto walked over helping her in guide. They came to one of the rock walls, looking over the path and that of the palace.
The blonde haired maid frowned, pale like a ghost. On the other hand, Rei had started to fall, Ami catching her in the process.
All were quiet though, but it was soon broken.
"She is strong... though she is in pain now.. He will not break her... For her love keeps her alive." All four girls looked at
Rei, shocked by her words. Yet she was a miko, a woman loyal all of her life to Adrianna.
It was to be a long night, in which they merely stood like statues before what seemed to be hours, heading to Ami's quarters. He held her in his arms as she continued moving and screaming. Surely she had awoken the whole palace, lights going on in their
windows. It was the horrid sadness of a mermaid, caught. She was afraid... afraid of what he would do to her. Tears rolled up
inside of her, but would not show. How he taunted her and punished her so. His pleasure to be satisfied was not enough.. For
he had to have the paths walls made of glass, watching out at the sea below. Her freedom so close yet so far away.
Meek she was, shaking on the inside, as his foot raised up, smashing on the door in front of them. She would have to keep strong.
Walking in they would close behind her and she knew it was the beginning of her demise.
Within her head, her mind sung softly to her.
"This is the moment, when the Gods expect me to beg for help.
But I won't even try. I want nothing in the world but myself to protect me.
But I won't lie down... roll over and die"Author's notes:
Quote is from AIDA Easy as Life
Phew a long chapter
Sorry it's been sooooo late guys, but I'm back from college for a few months for break and my mind had to clear up from
architecture. To all my readers, I'm glad that you all sent me reviews and asked me to write up once again.
And once more, my apologies for being sooooo late. I hope to finish yet another chapter soon.
All for now, Helin Lote .
REVIEWS would be most appreciated!!!!!!!Being that the worlds were created by me, the gods themselves were as well:
Gallioun - the God of the Waters and Growth (as in Agriculture).
Amaya - the Goddess of Nightly Rain and Love.
Hexodus - the God of Nightmare, Misfortune, Jealousy, Greed, and all such.
Adrianna - the Goddess of Wisdom and Truth.