Transforming the Ditz

Author's Note: Ecks!! So many reviews! Thank you all! I know it's taken me forever to get this chapter out, to tell you the truth it's because of all the stupid drama in my life. Ok. this next chapter is going to be really dark and probably a bit on the edgy side ^^ ofcourse I know you all guessed that! I hope none of you mind if I skip the pattern, I'm not going to go to the other scouts right now, instead I'm going to go straight to Serena's story. ^____^ Ok. well on with the story!!

Special thanks to Gideon's Dreamer, thanks for the review, and I really feel. elated and proud that you've found interest in my work ^^ I've read all your stories and I've been so enthralled by the plot lines, you're an awesome writer!

Recap:

"Fight all you want, kitten, I'm still going to have you. you're the first that could make me want them. feel special my tastes usually run towards the males." He crooned, letting his gaze ride meaningfully to Hirro, who could only stare at him dumbly, screaming mentally in disgust and fury. Serena twisted again, calling out in desperation mentally, 'SAILOR SCOOUUUTS!' She could feel her legs being spread despite her fighting his hold.

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Serena continued to twist beneath him, her eyes shut tightly, her fingers curved into small fist-like claws, the talons of a fierce eagle. Her body was flushed a brilliant red, her taut stomach streaming with sweat as she continued to fight, choking on air that she lacked. "no.. please!" She screamed silently in desperation, the piercing cry cutting through the thick humidity of the room, a blade so dull that the severed pieces of dew in the air were jagged jigsaws of pain and fear.

She continued to twist beneath him, trying hard to keep her legs from being opened, to keep herself from being violated in the worst possible way. The man over her smirked down at her, fully amused and loving his position of dominance, though he was sweating from the exertion of keeping her fully beneath him, and forcing her to spread her legs, cursing the years of fighting that obviously gave her far more muscles then was at first obvious.

"Shout little kitten" He purred softly, gently running his tongue along her ear as he did this, "You'll love me after I'm finished with you." He crooned, his words striking true fear into Serena. She took in deep controlled breaths of air, shaking her head, whispering softly, begging for some form of help, from anyone, from anywhere.

Hiiro sat dully in the corner, his hands limply lying against his legs, his head tilted back slightly as he watched the princess on the bed. He shut his eyes, for a moment then opened them again, willing her strength to keep from breaking beneath the older, stronger, far more muscled man. 'Tenshi of the sky.' He thought forlornly, watching with pain-streaked eyes. The cold Prussian blue orbs that stared so dimly, so icily at people warmed with tears, heated with true regret finally caved in to the human within him. "Tenshi" He whispered hoarsely, the sound a mere bristling of air against the cries that pooled from Serena's cracked, and bleeding lips.

Serena could fight no more, her strength drained from the days before when she'd been first inducted, the wounds may have dissipated from her body but there was nothing left for her to fall back on, everything was zapped from her. She continued to struggle though, whimpering with fear as she stared up at the cold glazed eyes that stared down at her. All at once he grinned wickedly, sending a spark of fear straight through Serena's spine. "NO!" She cried out in fear, wrenching her arms tightly beneath him and bucking up slightly, but laughter filled the air at her struggles.

'Pain..' The thought ripped through her head with a raging inferno, a brilliant light of nothing but pure black engulfed her vision, her lips that could part no more, tore open with a strength that only the worst could give. Her body convulsed wildly against the man, who's own eyes were wide with shock and glee.

A blinding light filled the air, swallowing everything in the room, anger radiated off the winds that blew strongly with it. Everything was gone for a full minute, the only sound that echoed in the room was the shrill scream of an angel torn apart by hate. Blood gushed from the bed, spilling onto the floor with the sickening splat of lava creeping slowly down the sides of a volcano.

Then all went silent, the room no longer spoke, the air was still with the dewy heat that passion and love often brought with them. Hiiro stared shocked across the room, his Prussian eyes bright yet unseeing. He blinked several times, his vision swimming violently, making him dizzy and sea sick without having to be standing. 'Wha?' Confusion whipped around his mangled brain, he struggled to grasp any single thought, struggled to fight back the darkness that swept him back, trying to swallow him in a whirlpool that promised nothing but death. He shook his head again, and stared out weakly, even as the inky vortex of unconsciousness quietly ripped thorugh his vision, shearing away at the corners of his vision.

He stared silently at the bed, the white light slowly filtering out, slowly separating to give way to the path that lay before him, a path to the angel lying back in bed. She was unconscious or dead, no breath raised her chest, and the pallor in her face was pale white. Her hands lay limply off the bed, the other one over her head, the fingers loose with death. All at once his body convulsed, "no" He thought wildly, missing the slight breath that Serena choked on as he wrenched wildly. "NO!" He thought, this time the rebuke left his lips, a desperate plea for his world to be nothing but a lie.

Wrenching his body again, he fought against the black that pulled him back, that gripped him in an icy embrace. Tears spilled down his cheeks, cascading with true elegance as he slumped back against the floor, letting himself, once again, drift back into the whirlpool, spilling into a sea of despair, a sanctuary against the harsh truths of his world.

Serena choked on air, she couldn't move her legs, couldn't move her body, couldn't open her eyes even. Her head was splitting open with a headache so profound that it would shatter her mind in a few minutes if she didn't end the fight that she struggled with. In her mind she pictured everything, could see everything, the noise however was killing it all.

~~Dream like sequence~~

Serena sat lonely in a single room, a room that was dark as night, cold as a vortex. Ice hung on the air, and water pooled around her in a quiet shimmering pool. She was unclothed, her naked body bruised and battered beyond belief. She opened her eyes, the cristaline blue twinkled with nothing, a mere shadow of anything that she could have been once before. Her lips were a pale sheet like pink, cracked and sporting dried blood.

Off to the right in the endless black, the sound of footsteps echoed, the noise as painful as poison running through the blood, slowly but surely killing. She opened her mouth to cry out in pain but only succeeded in creating more earth-shattering agony then she could bear. "Serena!" A child's voice cracked with energy, causing the anguished teen to cry out in tortured agony. Finally the footsteps stopped and two figures stood there in the shadows, they were familiar and yet not so. A child stood out, taking a small step forward, her cheeks pale as snow, and no hint of rosiness peeked through. Dark raven hair spilling down to her shoulders, and amethyst eyes of a sparkling nature stared at Serena quietly. "Serena. You've betrayed us.." The soft voice carried, encircling Serena, gripping her in it's cold embrace. "You gave up on us. you don't trust us" The other figure spoke up, also taking a step forward, revealing deep brooding garnet colored eyes and hair the color of shimmering forest green. Serena shook her head, narrowing her eyes, trying to reach out, trying to grasp the names of the two that stood before her, but their words were searing through her soul, cutting her deeper with each lash of their tongues. "We don't want you any more princess. You were never good enough to be our queen." The words continued to echo, torturing an already dying Serena. She shook her head slowly, tears swimming in her eyes as she struggled to talk, struggled to make sense of everything.

The little girl stepped up again, kneeling down, her plum colored eyes held no remorse, no emotion what-so-ever. "Serena. no one wants you back. you're not perfect. you're not wanted.. You let them get you. ." She whispered, the bitter words falling from her lips and tearing through Serena, adding to the head splitting pain that she was going through. She shook her head again, gazing up at the little girl, struggling for some name to put to the face. "Ho-hotaru." She whispered, falling forward in pain, her forehead touching the ice that lay beneath her.

Author's note: Sorry this chapter took so long to get out. Heh I wasn't really in the writing mood lately. but uhm yea. sorry it's so short, and probably really confusing. grrr Please r/r!