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Title: Love Isn't Always Deadly

Author: baby bunnie

Rated: PG-13

Genre: Romance/Horror

Episode Three: The Deadly Fact

Serena sat down in Amy's bed. "All right… I have questions that I want answered." She said stiffly.

"We understand, Serena." Mina replied immediately.

Serena looked at her before turning her eyes on Amy. "Who's blood was that?!" She blurted out.

"That's you question?" Raye snickered.

"No… I just want to know." She added timidly. "It's not… his… right?"

"His? Oh… Darien's? No." Lita grinned.

"No, Endymion's."

"That's Darien." Lita chuckled at Serena's confused look.

"But he said his name was Endymion, The Dark Lord of the World Beyond."

"Perhaps, but we call him Darien. It is his nickname." Amy replied smoothly. "And as to the blood, it is the blood of a werewolf. A hybrid one at that. It was the only way to get you here. Because, one, humans are not allowed to see the portal that leads here. Two, we had to disguise you so that demons from Edge Point won't know we have a Human here. It will be very dangerous to you." She concluded.

Serena swallowed. Humans? Demons? That means… She let out a shriek and jumped up, backing away from the four girls. "Y-you're not… human?" She stuttered, as fear enveloped her.

"Bingo!" Mina grinned. "Don't worry… we're not going to suck your blood out until you're dead or anything. That's just the human stories to insult us-"

"Shush Mina!" Amy cut her off. Looking at the now terrified Serena, she said to her, "Do you know what we are?"

Serena shook her head timidly.

"We're known as vampires in your world."

Serena was surprisingly calm about the matter. "So… are you gonna make me a vampire?"

"No, that's Darien's job." Amy answered. Serena could have sworn she glimpsed a flash of anger and sadness in the young girl's eyes.

Serena froze as Amy's words slowly embedded itself in her mind. So that's what he was doing. He was trying to make her a vampire. Her hands suddenly felt cold and clammy and the room started to spin. A world full of vampires and demons that could suck her dry any second… But why had they stopped him? If it was his job to make her a vampire, why had he been stopped?

"Serena! Serena! Are you all right?"

Serena looked up to see Mina shaking her. She screamed. Mina jumped back, startled, staring in confuse at the huddled form on the young girl. Amy walked over and put a hand on her shoulder. "Leave her Mina. It will take her some time before she's ready to ask more questions."

She bent down and put a hand on her forehead the same way Darien had. "You have to learn to trust us. We're the ones helping you. And whatever you try or do, never ever wander out the palace grounds. They might try to get you, and you'll die." With that, Amy stood up and said something softly so only the others could hear.

All Serena heard was a deep sigh from Mina before she heard the door click close.

~

Amy sat down on her bed. As cool and calm as she has always sounded and acted around others, she felt nervous and jittery inside. She had a feeling that who Serena once was, Serenity, doesn't want to remember the past. If Serenity refuses acceptance, then Darien has no way to make Serena, or Serenity his. Amy had never been pleased with the idea at all, but he is the leader.

Serenity was a Silver. She was the only Silver left in the universe. Her heart was pure, and Amy had argued with Endymion about him taking her. It wasn't right. She had thought. She was a Silver, and he was about to change her, and destroy her true Heart Crystal. Once changed, Serenity has no way of going back, and the Silver inside her would vanish. She would be re-classified into different Vampire Codes.

Heck, she'll probably end up under Mina, seeing that their personalities are so alike. Even now, Amy felt horrified at the idea. A Silver under Orange!? Unthinkable!

She shook her head to clear her thoughts. Focus. She reminded herself. Maybe I can still convince Darien not to do this to her? Amy knew that he had promised that she wouldn't end up under Mina. He told her that Serenity would be by his side, she would be his, the Queen of the Lord. Amy never believed him. She knew the Elders would refuse for Serenity to even join the vampires, much less Darien marrying her. She knew deep inside that Darien knew this too, and he has been trying to convince the Elders and the Court since the day they fell in love.

Amy sighed. Falling in love… that was one of the things Darien should never have done. Serenity was a Princess, though she never knew. There had been a fierce battle, and she was the last Princess of her kind; her people treated her kindly.

But they never let her know she was a Princess. The Elders of that village had assigned her to a couple when she was a Tyke. Also knowing that the young Princess deserved a chance to see what life was really like, they created a new rule.

Never tell the girl who she really is.

But Darien had done the unthinkable. He had fallen in love with Princess Serenity II of the Silver Millennium.

He didn't know back then, and neither had she. It was on that day when Mina stumbled across the two, chatting about interests and politics. Without letting Serenity know, she had whispered to the others about their situation back then. Even on the first day they met, it was already obvious.

They were soulmates.

Amy groaned. Her head ached from thinking .No use thinking about the past… she thought as she closed her eyes and the world slipped away.

~

Darien leaned against the balcony railing, hiding in the shadows of the moonlight. He couldn't sleep, thinking about Serena. He remembered the day she had died, protecting him, even after all he's put her through.

She had screamed his name in fear, and he had heard it a split second too late. The sharp wooden stake shot towards him as he stood there, too dazed to move. A blurred shape flew in front of him, arms spread out, knocking him to the ground. The shape had long flowing blonde hair. By the time he realized what happened, the heart-stopping scream had passed right through his head and he was holding her, tears flowing down his cheeks.

He had grabbed hold of the stake and pulled it out, trying his best to ignore the scream of pain from his love. He looked down and saw her pale face, heard her harsh breathing, and broke down. He knew she was going to leave him. He had trailed one finger lightly, studying her delicate china face and kissing her over and over again, whispering comforting words, telling her it was going to be all right. But it wasn't going to be all right. She had left him that night. He couldn't believe it as he kneeled there, holding her cold body and rocking her back and forth, ignoring the pleas of the Elders or the court. He had killed her. He had chosen power over her...

It wasn't until a week later before he felt Them taking away her soul. He had screamed, begging them to return her to him, screamed until his throat was hoarse. They had agreed. They will return her, but first, he must exchange his own life for hers.

He had been reborn a couple centuries earlier than she, and now ruled over the World Beyond. But Endymion's soul still exists within him and has never stirred until now. Until Serena appeared.

Darien felt something warm trail down his cheeks. He lifted a finger and brushed it away. He hadn't cried for centuries, why start now?

A soft wind blew past, lifting his cape and ruffling his hair. The clouds parted and the wan moonlight shone down on the barren land, startling a few tiny creatures out hunting. He wondered how she was, how she felt, how much she remembers. But he knew the truth. She doesn't want to remember. At least Serenity doesn't. He had seen the look in her eyes; it was the same look that frustrated him so long ago. She was so stubborn, and probably still is. If only you'll remember… Darien thought, looking up at the night sky.

~

Serena huddled in the dark corner of her room. Or at least the room they put her in. Despite the gloom in the air and the emptiness of the room, it was magnificent.

It was roughly and eighth of a mile in diameter, which was pretty big for one room. There was a comfortable looking couch beside the entrance and tall shelves lined all the walls. Strange looking bottles and spices filled the shelves from top to bottom. A table with a couple of drawers sat comfortably under the glass window, emitting a strange smell that spiced the room up. In the middle of the room was a King-sized bed with feathered pillows and a smooth, dark red satin bedspread, complete with comforters and all.

Serena had been tired the other day; she hadn't even had the strength to explore the room. A few minutes after the footsteps have faded away, she stood up warily and looked around. Walking silently towards the shelves, she ran a hand along the smooth wood, awed by the smell and looks of the bottles. They were obviously potions of some kind; maybe even like the one she was forced to swallow. She could almost taste the blood in her mouth. She shivered unconsciously.

Serena looked up as her hand brushed by something. It was a picture … of her. Or someone who looked like her. Picking it up carefully, she examined the intricate details carved onto the frame. Then, she brushed her fingers over the glass pane separating her hand from the picture. The girl was wearing a long, pale pink dress that fit her perfectly, showing off her curves. The artist had certainly outdone himself, whoever he was.

The picture was perfect; the moon reflected off the pond behind her as wan moonlight enhanced her seemingly delicate facial features.

Was this… Serenity? She wondered. She was beautiful. Serena flipped the picture over, looking for a name or date of some sort. Squinting her eyes, she managed to make out some almost microscopic words on the lower left corner.

Endymion.

Her eyes widened and she almost dropped the frame. It was Serenity… and this was His room! Goddess… what if he comes in and bites me?! Serena shook her head furiously, trying to ignore her fear. Setting her eyes back on the picture frame, she spied a corner of a sheet of paper sticking out the side. It was barely noticeable, but yet, she somehow knew it was there. Slipping open the locks that held the picture in place, Serena retrieved a slip of dried, cracking yellow paper. Gently, she unfolded it and her eyes briefly scanned the old-fashioned handwriting on it.

My Lord,

I have told Princess Mina to hand this to you if anything should happen to me. But, I sincerely hope nothing happens.

Mother and Father have found out about us and have locked me in this room so as to forbid me to see you. Thus, I am writing this. They have probably already told Chief and I am very upset. Please be careful. I do not want you to get hurt. They might come to storm the Palace, please, please try to hold them off. Please do not hurt them! I love them, for they have rescued me countless of times and treats me kindly. But I also love you, and I want to be with you for eternity if possible. I will try to escape after Twilight. Wait for me. And I am very sorry if I do not show up. It means that they have found out what I am going to do.

Least to say, I want to tell you many things. I will never expose your secret, and I don't care what you are. I have loved you since the first time with met, and I want it to stay that way. The picture I have given you, it is yours to cherish if I die. And if I do, please don't be upset and live your life. Forget about me and find another, and love her as you have loved me, perhaps more. I will always remember you, till the day we part.

Love,

Serenity

The ink was smudged at several places, it was obvious that the writer and reader had cried when reading or writing. I could never love anyone that way. Serena thought silently. They must have really cared for each other to… Her thoughts trailed off. There was no way to describe the hidden feelings in this letter.

Serena was so absorbed in reading the letter that she failed to notice the door easing open silently. Strong, muscular arms wrapped around her waist and held her gently, even so, startling her enough to scream. A hand clamped over her mouth, muffling the sound.

"Shush… it's me…" The deep, rich voice filled her ears and she shivered involuntarily. "I see you've found…" He trailed off. It was then when Serena finally figured out who it was. Twisting around suddenly, she elbowed him in the stomach and ran to the far corner of the room, ignoring his howls of pain.

~

Darien was walking down the hall, ready to turn in when he remembered that Serena was being kept in his room. Excitement rose in his chest as he increased his pace. Suddenly remembering something important, he turned back and started in the direction of his temporary room. Pushing open the doors, he jogged into his sleeping chambers and pulled open the drawer on the night table. He took out a small box, delicately carved by a skilled smith, with moonstones and sapphires embedded in it. He gently opened the lid and took out a ring.

The ring was white gold and, embedded in it were ten tiny moonstones that interweaved with an almost microscopic rose made of ruby and emerald. "Perhaps this will help…?" Grasping it, he strode out and started once again towards Serena.

Stopping upon her chamber door, he cocked his head. Hearing no distinct sounds in the room, he quietly pushed the double doors open and saw her standing in front one of his shelves, holding… the letter…

His eyes widened as he remembered the words written by his love. His heart ached at the sight of her standing there as he crept behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

She screamed, and he had responded quickly; his hand swung up to muffle her scream. Darien couldn't help but comment on the object in her hand. But she had punched him and then ran off to a shadowed side of his room. She still doesn't trust me… He thought unhappily.

As the pain ceased, he straightened slowly and scanned the room. He noticed her huddled shape within the darkest corners of the room. Sighing, he walked towards her. "Serena, don't do this. I'm not going to hurt you. I want to explain our past." He half whispered.

Serena backed off. "What past?"

"It's a long story…" He smiled grimly.

"I have time." He could hear her trying to steady her voice.

"If you do, then come out of there so we can talk." He beckoned with his eyes.

"No." She said it was so much force it startled Darien and set the Lord on fire.

"Get out here!" He snarled as his eyes changed from deep blue to blue-black. His face was contorted with rage as he took a step towards her.

Serena choked back a scream as Darien's usually stormy blue eyes turned to a fathomless black. She could hardly register what he was saying in her mind as she watched his phenomenal transformation in silent horror.

He was snarling now, eyes bluish-black, his pupils dilated, so dilated they were almost like a cat's. And then, then he twisted his body into a bestial crouch as he eyed his victim.

Serena wanted to scream, but her throat was so dry she could hardly let out a whisper. Then, he did something that terrified her to the point where her mind was blank as paper.

He was walking towards her.

The screams were coming now, they were ripping their way out of her throat. The shrill sound spread throughout the palace a second before he was going to jump.

The door burst open and a cool voice held the Lord in his place. "Darien, stop."

~

Amy couldn't get the image of Serena out of her head and decided on a quiet talk between the two of them. As she walked along the dark hallways, she couldn't get the feeling of anxiety and worry out of her mind. It was as if she was predicting something bad was happening, or was about to happen.

She stopped and swerved to the right, jogging towards the huge, bronze door at the end of the hallway. Without bothering to knock, she pushed the double doors open and stepped inside. No. It was just as she expected. He wasn't here.

Stay calm…She told herself. She ran into the bedroom and slid to a stop in front of the night table beside the bed. Yanking the drawers open, she took out a small box and flipped it open.

Empty.

"Damn!" She swore, tears coming to her eyes. Grabbing the communicator thrown carelessly on the bed, she punched a button and waited impatiently. When the screen finally came to focus, she almost danced with relief. "Luna, Artemis, is Darien with you guys? I mean is he out?"

"No, of course not Amy. It's daytime, you know he hardly ever goes out in the daylight." Luna cocked an eyebrow at the usually calm girl's antics.

"Damn!" She cursed again. "How could I forget?! For all I know, Serena is already half-dead by now!" She threw the communicator on the ground without bothering to switch it off and ran.

Amy was genuinely scared now as she ran down the hallway towards Serena's temporary room. There was a scream as she rushed through the double doors. Her eyes widened. He was going to attack. "Darien," Amy tried to keep her voice calm. "Stop."

~

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