Synopsis: They scorned her once before but now she's back to show
them what they refused see. Usagi POV
Disclaimer: not mine
Recap: "Mamo-chan…" I breathed as my eyes fluttered open.
Chapter 2:
A split second seemed like an eternity. We stayed in our awkward positions with locked eyes, neither one willing to ignite the torture of a confrontation. I caught glimpses of umbrellas with assorted colors floating past us. It was as if we were trapped within a snow globe, and the pitter-pattering of the rain rapidly creating dark spots on the asphalt was the result of a child's simplistic amusement as they shook our world and watched the snow fall gently to the bottom of the dome.
"Is it really you?" he croaked, not wanting to believe his eyes.
I bit on my bottom lip to keep myself from jumping into his inviting arms as his striking, cobalt eyes scanned my face for a sign of emotion. My teeth were starting to penetrate through the soft, pink flesh of my lips, and I could taste the irony flavor of blood seeping into my mouth. His gaze soon caught onto the crimson, and he hesitantly lifted his thumb to brush away the trail of red that was dribbling down my chin, stopping when I momentarily cringed.
"Mamoru," his name slipped off my tongue like honey, "please, just-"
Our reunion was cut short as a woman's ear-piercing scream rang through the air, echoing through the streets as it bounced from raindrop to raindrop. It wasn't until then when we realized that heaps of bodies were strewn across the pavements, all frozen in a deep slumber without even knowing that their energy was being drained this very moment. We weren't even wet. The rain didn't- no, it couldn't touch us. How could I not have sensed the evil in the atmosphere sooner?
"Shit," he cursed.
The downpour suddenly paused in mid air as sparkles of energy flew to each bead of rain. The air around us simply glowed with raw power, and we mindlessly stared with widened eyes.
Snap. Someone, somewhere close, snapped their fingers and within a millisecond, the droplets evaporated into a clear sky.
"Serenity… I've been waiting," a deep voice was swept to me in a gust of wind.
Reaching for the faintest aura in the current, I memorized the feeling and gathered myself from the ground while coming to the realization as to why the evil did not reach my skin or even Mamoru's. I had embedded the silver crystal into my body a while ago, fearing that I'd lose it in France, and it melted into my soul and mind. It was one of the smartest things I've ever done.
The crystal had sensed the danger and formed a protective shield around me as well as him, perhaps because somewhere in my subconscious I did feel… maybe the slightest bit for- no, back to the task on hand.
I focused on the same aura and found it four blocks away. I ran a few steps, the crystal had healed all cuts and bruises that I once had, and I stopped without turning around, "I am not the girl you think I am, anymore."
With that, I transported myself to the site where all the negative energy was placed, thankfully behind a bush. Choking back laughter, I watched as the four remaining scouts desperately battle against a pathetic youma. They were breathing heavily, brows rimmed with sweat. Rei sent a blast of fire towards it as Minako had it tied down with her chain of hearts. Ami and Lita, thinking that they had finally succeeded, smiled at one another and prepared for their final double attack, when unexpectedly the youma sunk its sharp, yellow teeth into the chain that was restraining him and broke it.
A lone, golden tear fell from its eye, slid down its forehead, and healed all the burns received from Rei's vigorous attack. An explosion of air crashed against four exhausted bodies, and as I expected, they crumbled to the ground struggling to stand, but only to be met with another burst of energy. The next one would nearly kill them.
The youma extended its arm and lifted Minako from the ground by her delicate neck and screeched, "Fool! Where is the princess?"
"I don't know, why don't you tell me?" she replied through strangled muffles.
I watched as its blood red claws tightened its grip on her collar. It would leave a nasty bruise later.
"Enough!" I cried, "Your fight is with me."
The creature turned to me as I frowned when he shot me a malicious grin. He flung her body across the street, but I held out my hand and sent a wave of silver threads to catch her before her body could slam onto the ground.
"What do you want?" I asked, but no answer was given to me. Instead, it started racing towards me at a rapid speed with a radiant sword. Where in the world did that come from? The teardrop! This youma was made of the energy collected from the bodies lying on the ground. Who in the world would do such a thing?
I closed my eyes and imagined a sword in my own hand. Instantly, I felt the light weight of a weapon drop onto my open palm right as the youma took the first blow at me. Of course, I blocked it with ease. Did I forget to mention that I was in the school's fencing team? Silly me.
Fencing is an art, not just a skill. If you do it right, the duel becomes a dance where every motion is fluid. It took a swipe to my left, which I avoided easily, and slowly tried to back me up into a forsaken alley. Smirking, I let out a loud yawn and patted my mouth with a slender hand while blocking each attack successfully. What a boring match. Filling my sword with purifying magic, I feinted to the right and struck a quick jab into its stomach.
"Don't mess with me," I murmured as I gave the sword a sharp twist and allowed it to diminish into the air, not caring how loud the monster howled. Slowly, small cracks formed on the circumference of the hole and they traveled throughout the surface of the body. It shattered into pieces, and I was bathed in a pool of shimmer. The energy flooded through the streets, and people began to stir.
I walked out of the dark alley and back into the sunshine, squinting as my baby blues adjusted to the light. Next to me, Rei groaned and gaped at me with those big, violet eyes of hers. Turning to look ahead of me, I could see Ami's reflecting her emotions, like an ocean of never ending remorse and regret.
"This doesn't mean I'm back." I leaped into the air and flew to the roof, where I knew someone was waiting for me. With the slightest chuckle, I called out, "Aren't you a bit old to play games, Tuxedo Mask?"
Cold hands clasped tightly onto my wrists and yanked them to turn me around.
"I am not your beloved Endymion, Serenity," he hissed.
Author's Note: Wow, you guys are great! I didn't expect half of as reviews as I got. Yeah, so Shingo is out of the picture. I don't really need him, and I'm thinking of changing this to be a little bit alternate universe-ish. For those of you who don't want Usagi/Mamoru pairing… too bad suckers. Just kidding! I'd lose the majority of my readers then! Don't worry, I'll find a way to satisfy everyone, probably by writing two different endings. I'm trying to change my writing style around to make it more eloquent? So far, it's not really working, but hopefully by the time I finish this fanfic I'll be able to write something better.
Well, hope you guys enjoy this chapter, bye now!