Chapter 14: The Nightmare Returns
Author's Comments
This is a pretty short chapter, but hey at least I updated.
In this chapter Usagi and Mamoru return home in this one and she ends up having another nightmare much like the last, which I think the title pretty much explained. Other than that there really isn't much else to this story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. Phooey.
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Several hours had passed before Usagi awoke once again. When she came to she noticed the room she was in was quite dark. She blinked a few times before realized that the ceiling was different from what she had remembered before she passed out. In a matter of moments she recognized that the roof above her belonged to her bedroom. She wasn't quite sure how she got here, but was certain Setsuna must have had something to do with it. Began to sit up when she noticed an arm draped across her waist. She followed it to the body it was attached to only to find Mamoru sleeping beside her.
"He looks so cute," she thought and almost brought herself to smile, but then she had remembered what he had done. Tears began to roll down her face as she whispered, "Why did you try to keep the truth from me?"
She stared at him for some time as if she was waiting for an answer, but soon she could bear to look at him no longer. She couldn't forget nor could she forgive at the moment and removed his arm from around her before turning away from him. She wiped her eyes, but soon the tears returned and they would not stop. She had trusted Mamoru, but he had hurt her by keeping the truth from her. She wondered how could he sit there silently as he watched her continually torture herself day by day as she desperately tried to get pregnant. She couldn't bear to think about it, but her mind refused to think of anything else. The tears started to come faster and she soon she had cried herself back to sleep.
However, this time sleep wasn't peaceful for Usagi. Once more she found herself standing in the center of a crystal palace wearing the same long white dress and holding a silver staff. Before her she saw the gold and white cradle that was in her last dream. It was slowly rocking back and forth in the middle of the room. She didn't want to approach it for she knew what she would find and what would be taken from her again.
She turn and ran in the opposite direction, but in a few moments found herself back at the room with the cradle in it.
"No!" she shouted as she tried to flee again, but ended up back in the spot she started at. However, Usagi was determined to get away and continued to try. Over and over again she came back to the room with the cradle and over and over again she turn and ran. However, it seemed no matter which direction she went she ended up in the same place.
Finally, Usagi could run no longer and stood there staring at the cradle before her where Chibi-Usa slept.
"Maybe this time it will be different," she told herself, but she didn't believe it and still did not want to approach the sleeping infant.
Suddenly she heard a voice whisper, "Why don't you approach the craddle?"
"I don't want to," Usagi yelled. "She'll just be taken from me again!" Suddenly an invisible force began to pull her unwilling body towards the cradle. "No. Don't," she protested as she tried to resist, but found that she couldn't control her legs. "Let go of me! Please, let go of me!"
"The future is not your's to control," the voice spoke again.
Soon she found herself standing beside the cradle. Usagi was determined not to look inside, but she still could not control herself from doing so. Slowly she peaked inside to find her daughter sleeping peacefully; however, this time Usagi didn't feel warm and good inside as she had last time.
When she spotted the hand upon the cradle she knew what would happen next, her precious Chibi-Usa would be taken from her. She couldn't bare to look at the woman who stole her future from her, but she was unable to stop herself from doing just that. She found Galaxia in the same rocking chair as she had before and those two red eyes filled with hatred were staring directly at Usagi.
Slowly a smirk began to form upon the woman's lips as she said, "Your child shall be mine."
"Please, not again," Usagi begged as her voice trembled.
As she placed her hand upon her daughter's head. Usagi tried to look away but couldn't. She still was unable to flee.
"Chibi-Usa," Usagi sobbed as she stared at the infant waiting for her to disappear.
A few seconds went by and the child remained lying in the cradle. Although the baby had not faded away like it did in the dream before, Usagi still felt frightened. She looked back up at Galaxia to find the smirk still upon the woman's face.
"Stupid woman," she told her as she proceeded to pick up Chibi-Usa.
"What are you doing?" Usagi demanded.
"I told you, your child shall be mine," Galaxia responded as she began to laugh.
Suddenly Usagi heard more laughing and it wasn't coming from the woman before her. Her eyes grew wide as she recognized the voice. Quickly she looked up to find a man with black hair and blue eyes standing beside her hated enemy. He was dressed in purple and he was holding a golden staff that was much like the silver one she had. There was no mistaking who he was, for she would know him from anywhere, it was her beloved Mamoru.
"No this can't be happening," she said as her body was freed from what had been holding her. She dropped to her knees and asked with trembling lips, "Why Mamoru, why?" King Endymion said nothing in return. She stared into his eyes hoping to find an answer, but instead she found only found blue eyes as cold as ice looking back at her.
"Your child shall be mine," Galaxia repeated before adding, "as will everything else."
"Mamoru..." she sadly whispered.
A smirk formed on his lips as he wrapped an arm around Galaxia's waist. They both began laughing as they turned around to walk away with the infant child.
"No, Mamoru," Usagi pleaded as she reached out for him, "Please don't leave me."
He did not respond and soon she could no longer see them.
"I don't want to be alone," she cried as she sat upon the floor with tears in her eyes, "Mamoru come back to me!"
The next morning Usagi's moving woke Mamoru. He could tell that she was still sleeping, but it didn't seem that it was very peaceful. The bed shook with every toss and turn that Usagi made. He scooted closer to her and wrapped his arm around her. Within seconds, she calmed down, but not completely. It was then that he noticed she had been crying in her sleep.
Suddenly she spoke, "No, Mamoru. Please don't leave me. I don't want to be alone."
"My poor Usako," Mamoru said, "what terrible dreams you must be having." "Don't worry I shall never leave you," he reassured her as he placed a kiss upon her forehead.
Although she were still sleeping she seemed to have heard him, and after she wrapped an arm around him and buried her head in his chest, she did not move again.