Hi all. I already have my disclaimer up, and it's a huge disclaimer, even
for my interesting writing hobbies. looks at puppies in box next to
computer chair Its amazing that a towel that's supposed to cover the top
of the box so I can still hear and have them sleep ends up being chewed on
by said pups and then they fall asleep....watches them as they lie on there
backs with necks on odd angles. Jeez, I thought that sleeping straight up
was a talent...any who, back on topic, yeah, it's the next part of SAW for
those who reviewed viewing pleasure.
I'll give call outs/congratulations/undying love vows ect. next chappy. This is also dedicated to my ex-band director because he gave me another reason to try to finish this...that way I can say that I did something for him...he was a great director for us and I wish him luck wherever he ends up next.
Okay, the A/Ns I didn't write in...I am using Serena in 1st person, and everyone else in 3rd... I don't know why but I am not able to do it completely in 3rd or 1st person...I am not that gifted apparently. The dead cow analogy or whatever the proper term is not mine, it's a friend of mine and I just adopted it. Yeah, this is probably going to be confusing. These few pages have gone under a lot of changes and it was really annoying. I'll answer any questions next time. K, now that you all think I talk too much, I will let you to your reading.
Dark Men in Day Light Darien
He had been having a boring night, until the explosion, and until the two senshi came into the hospital, barely breathing. For some reason, every other doctor had disappeared around me, and he assumed that they were at the explosion scene, and Darien was the only doctor available. Orders were issued, and soon both of the senshi were in surgery, having the odd shards taken out of their bodies, and the worst burns nearly being tended to. The fact that the few minutes that the shards had taken and most of the serous burns were closed went completely over his head, and when he saw the leader's eyes, and the odd, dej-a-vue feeling started.
Midnight of the explosion
Darien was doing his daily checks, this being after the surgery and finally their own hearts going back into our chests, when he noticed an odd light coming from the senshi room. Not knowing if it was a good or a bad thing, he willed himself invisible and stepped through the wall, to behind a curtain he knew they couldn't see. Darien peered out the cracks of the curtain, and saw both of the senshi, the purple and black senshi, and the leader with her meatball hair; still breathing according to the monitors, but the purple and black senshi was beginning to slow down, to fade. At the same time, the leader was beginning to grow stronger, and nothing of me could move to save his life. Facial expressions told me that the green haired senshi was doing something painful, something dangerous, but he could not bring himself to call in anyone or interfere at all. Somehow, Darien knew it had to be done. A few moments later, Pluto-why did I call her that?-died, and I heard her last words. I had my little tape recorder with me, so I took it out and pushed record.
"Queen....Selene...find Saturn...time....he will help you.....the prince...I'm sorry..."
If the situation was so grave, Darien would be intrigued. However, I waited until the queen, or Selene gave her response, which was a weak cry, a groan, and then a deep breath, to panic, but he realized that the queen was still alive, and only Pluto had died. Still he wondered where he had gotten Pluto from, anyway. Moving out from behind the curtain, Darien pulled the plugs on Pluto's machines, to end the conflicting beeping noise, and stood between the queen's bed and Pluto's bed, just watching. The senshi uniform was gone from Pluto, in which I realized I had seen this woman on the streets before, but the leader, the queen, kept fluxateing between no aura and a bright one. He watched as she appeared in street cloths, Darien noted that her hair had somehow changed from the bright blond color to a pure silver color , and back to senshi uniform, he saw some resemblances between her and that ditz bunny...bunny, where had he pulled her up from?
"Dr. Chiba, are you okay?" A nurse just poked her head into the doorway. She didn't notice that one of the senshi had died. He shook my head to clear my thoughts. "Yes, Nancy, I am, I'm just tired..." He wearily smiled. The nurse looked at me strangely and told him to get some rest if possible and left the room. Looking back to the queen's body, I saw that she was now in full senshi costume and couldn't see the energy levels changing. I really do need to rest, he thought, and Darien replaced my recorder back in my pocket as he left the room, taking a moment from the door way to watch again. Before Darien went to go close his eyes for a few moments, he told one of the passing by nurses that one of the senshi had gone.
4 am-Serena
I closed my eyes and then woke up to rustling people around the hospital room I had fallen asleep in. Why no one had woken me? As I got up and stretched, the few people in the room, which I noted was the room that we have had to escape several times from, barely acknowledged me as they made a quick check on the last surviving senshi with visible annoyance and left the room to do other duties, most of them smiling as they read my sad stats. Even though I wasn't expecting my fan club, I was still expecting something in form of a greeting. The last few nurses I decided to banish, or rather, not call them back, with the exception being the one who was getting water for me, when the head nurse of this department forced a clipboard of paper into my hands. Of course, I had no intention of filling it out, and I placed it on the table next to my bed. The head nurse had hurried out of the room after she had 'kindly' given me the clip board, so I could do everything short of destroying it. The fire alarms would make my escape harder, though, since technically, I was a patient.
I looked at the clock, and then saw the changes. I saw that a lot had happened in the past four hours. All the of my physical external burns were healed, well maybe my forearms were still bandaged, but that was the only thing except the darkness that had crept into my mind as I had begun to realized that everyone else was dead. I brushed a strand of blond hair out of my face, for it had come out of the two buns. I had detransformed in the middle of the night again, much to my annoyance. I just noticed a doctor, Shields-baka, who was sleeping in a chair next to my bed. I blinked when I saw his dark blue eyes but afterwards I just gave him a look.
"Selene, Pluto's dead." I blinked at the shortened version of my mother's name. "Yes, I became aware of this several hours ago." My shield that I had around him nearly came to full power, until I realized that he didn't know it was me. The only thing that kept that knowledge from him was my mental blocking. With out the blocking, that would be giving to many clues away, if that wasn't there. Goddess knows what he saw last night. I anxiously began to check out the windows, forgetting about Shields-baka. He kept standing there, watching me move as if I did not feel any of the pain that was encasing my body. The nurse returned with my water, and I turned to her. Before she could scold me into the bed again, Shields intercepted her. "I am letting her test her legs. It isn't good to be stuck in the same position for a long time." The nurse nodded at him, then at me. I actually smiled at her, and thanked her, but then went back to the window, my nose twitching at the new information of Shields-san.
My eyes held every emotion one could feel at a time, and if I wasn't in Sailor Moon mode, I would a complete and total basket case. The time guardian was dead, my senshi were who knows what, I knew that they weren't currently active, and every frelling movement hurt enough to make me cry. I was doing well so far. I felt Shields-san move around the room, his eyes watching me. When I saw that the window had no opening, and my best (yet most painful) action would involve again, the possibility fatality, I stared back at him.
Darien
Familiar blue eyes were staring at him after a while of his pacing the room. He did not know what to do, what to call her on, or what to ask. The only idea that he had was pointless, but that was the only idea he had. That idea was pacing and keeping thinking about what else to do with the awkward air. Those blue eyes called out for him to recognize them, yet still, the information vital to that connection was being hidden, not by his own actions either, which was bothering him to no end, yet he could do nothing against them. "If you make no commentary and leave the room for a few moments, I will swear upon my fallen scouts honor that I will do nothing to harm myself." Her voice was empty, detached, yet oddly still alive considering that all the pain that she must have been experiencing. Darien's mild telepathy heard the 'I hope' at the end of the sentence. He also noted wryly that the clip board that the lovely soon to be ex head nurse of this department was ignored and unsigned on the table next to Sailor Moon's bed. The quiet snort of his reaction was heard to Sailor moon as was evident in the slight look she gave him, yet she made no commentary.
"Your answer is what?" She sat down on the bed, her legs strategically crossed because of her short fuku. The way she sat made her look older, colder yet still alluring in the sense that she always was. Darien in turn took to the stance of 'really now' and stood in front of Sailor Moon. She followed his eyes unfazed. "You are guessing that I am in your mind now, and I can feel everything your feeling, even if I am dying." She gave a wry cynical smile. "You don't trust me, even though I swore upon the bodies of my dead senshi. Why?" The last word was drawn out, as she already knew the reasoning behind his mistrust. This time, she waited for him to answer her. "Its simple, really Moon. You are probably going to escape, like you have countless other times but this time you don't have any outside help. Still, you are going to try, even if you end up dead. I cannot allow that...you would affect too many people by dying."
Serena
He gave me an idea. I would not reduce myself to crying, begging or other wise showing weakness. The last part of his reply gave me fuel for a way out of here. A smile I saved for seducing my evil counterparts came to my mildly bruised face. "Why do you say that, Dr. Shields?" Darien raised an eyebrow at the difference of emotion I was displaying. "You let me get over time." I genuinely smiled and began to laugh. Crap, my ribs hurt like a bitch. Shields-san gave me a look that made me think he was considering what medication to give me. "You're great. Damn, I should have tried sticking around for the comedy part of our fatal hobby. But, seriously, I could be dying right now and not know because you're in the room and I don't have the freedom to heal myself? Hasn't that been bad before?" We both knew what would happen if I was forced to heal in front of him. He had heard the stories of the victim who had to deal with it, and well, after he was fired, that's when we became not really welcome in the huge sterile building. My eyes were fatally serious and the light of amusement faded to genuine concern in a matter of moments. He thought about this for a moment, all the while I was feeling my energy slowly slip away. I was going to black out in oh, 5 minutes, at most or I was lucky...I was betting on the latter. "If I leave the room, you won't be dying?" My smile didn't falter. He had better senses than I thought. "Of course. Would I lie to you?" The expression was truly innocent because, well, I wouldn't kill myself for him. Granted, he would have a slight memory problem if I did have to heal with him in the room, but that was beside the point.
I watched his eyes. Part of him knew what my plans were and part of him had a vocational duty to keep me here. While he was debating, I decided to give him a little distraction. I stood up, as gracefully as I could, considering the circumstances. Shields-san watched me warily, and I began to pile on the glamour.
Standing a few feet away, I began to concentrate on his thoughts, and then also began to implant imaging. He stopped concentrating on his thoughts and smirked at me. My sideways smile began to falter, as did my consciousness, but now, I didn't have time. Finally, just as the darkness was beginning to encompass my thoughts, I walked towards him and with the inhuman speed that I rarely used out of costume, kissed him full on. The shields that he had placed around the room that I wouldn't have been able break by myself fell down around our metaphysical ears and before Shields- san could blink, I was gone, and the darkness hit me before I hit my bed and the morning light entered my window.
I awoke to the sounds of my alarm again, but I could not get up the strength to both reach, hit a button and sit up at the same time. Somehow, however, I did sit up, but as I glared at the stupid clock, I thought about it blowing up, and seconds later, it did. I blinked, and the rapid light change felt like I was feeling the side affects of a hangover. I saw that I was still in my clothes from the night before and I willed myself to not remember anything of the night, just to think that everyone else would be taking permanent sick days. It worked, and about a triple overdose of painkillers later, I was in the shower, with the scars unfamiliar and the water running red down the drain. I vaguely remembered teleporting out of the hospital for the first time, and felt for my energy levels. They were to the point of life. The good news was that I was alive...the bad news was that I was basically back to being mortal. Then how did I heal during the night scratch that, early this morning?
I felt my hair hit my knees as I stepped out of the shower, and did the customary step to avoid stepping on Luna into my room. I never noticed the lack of Luna and instead thought about how painful contact with skin hurt. The custom used by all senshi to cover up everything concealer was used this morning. I was making my way down the stairs just as my mother came up to wake me up and her expression could have been funny if several close people hadn't been slaughtered last night. I mutely grabbed my lunch and backpack, with my homework unfinished of course, kissed everyone good by, and left the front door, off to play the charade of the normal teenager. I didn't even tell Sammy to shut up.
I couldn't run, so I was going to be late for school again. Thinking was not high on my skill list today. In my brain numbness, I walked into the same person I do every day. I barely looked up to see it was Darien, and saw that he was exhausted before I realized that I fell on the side walk. Apparently, I also had the reaction time of a dead cow. I couldn't get up that well. Apparently, Darien could still make fun of me this morning regardless of the circles under his eyes and the frayed edges of his aura. "Hi, Darien. Could you please hand me those books?" I was too tired to respond this morning. Staring at me, he gave me back my books, and stepped aside for me, still staring of course. The fall had resulted in twisting my ankle, apparently, judging by the little twinges in the ligaments as well. I didn't have enough wrong already, and except the fact that I should be in the hospital didn't help either, so I limped on my way. A hand grabbed my arm, and I could barely keep my face neutral. I dug my nails into my palms to keep from screaming, resulting in blood drops on the cement, and slowly turned around. "Please let go Darien." I felt like I had to cry. It was held in. "Are you okay, Serena?" He calling me by my real name didn't even seem to register. "I'm fine, thanks Darien." I patted his arm and kept going on my way, ignoring everything but getting to school.
Darien
The morning had been normal, with the exclusion as leading a semi double life with working as a doctor and still in college sleep hours, until I ran into Serena again. It isn't anything new, but it was how she responded to me was what made it odd. As I went through my own school day, I kept thinking, analyzing what was different until it came to me. A few things brought that idea about. My first thought was "She's Sailor Moon." But that idea left as quickly as it came.
One, she usually responds to my teasing with a lousy taunt back, and is very hyper about it. This morning, and a few others, she just took it, and looked like I was feeling. Two, she uses that extra morning energy, with her aura a bright strong color, to bound right up to her feet and beat the bell for school, but she took her time, her aura being weaker and more pulsating, as if her movements pained her. Those same mornings as idea one fall on the same day and I noticed it was after a big senshi battle was witnessed, or signs had been found of it in the morning. Thanks to the holes in the buildings and roads, the authorities probably have the general measurements of every local senshi in a hidden file. That really didn't seem to matter however.
When I grabbed her arm, she tensed, and the power that always surrounded her body kind of centered itself to that spot, to let it heal. That with the aura isn't even close to normal. She was polite this morning and even touched my sleeve this morning, which is always by accident. The blood that came off on my sleeve was tainted, poisoned, and laced with some kind of magic that I had not analyzed yet at all. The silver specks were also really annoying to get out of clothing, I would later learn. Watching her leave, I saw that she did wear makeup, which I had never noticed before. (Again, except on those days) Her hair wasn't even in the customary two buns but in a braid doubled over in a pony tail. With the morning light it looked silver. A voice broke through my thoughts.
"Mr. Chiba, you can wake up now, class is over." I blinked up at my Professor. "Sorry Professor Selene. I had a late night and yeah..." Pushing my self up, I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door. Again, Professor Selene broke in my thoughts. "Darien, I will be leaving for awhile, or for at least a couple weeks. Could you watch something for me?" Turning around, her lavender silver hair flashed as I wondered what she wanted me to watch. "Sure, Professor, who do you want me to watch?" I had watched her pets and experiments in the past, but I thought we hadn't done an experiment of late. I needed sleep. She smiled serenely, almost mystic kind of. Her laugh could be royal. "Oh, Darien, it isn't an animal." She went down the steps to her desk, and opened a drawer. Her desk hid her tall frame for a nano-second.
Professor Selene came back up the steps to the door, holding a metal box. I took them as she handed them to me. "They are just some slides of an experiment I was working on, but I am afraid that I can't continue it any more, with the subjects' kind of dead now...so do you mind keeping the results for me?" I blinked at her. Why would I want these? But, she was the best teacher (if not easy to fall asleep by her voice) I had had really. "Okay, I will. Thanks." I nodded, smiled and headed for the door with the metal box in my hands. "You had a shock last night Darien. Your thoughts were confused. You should get some sleep." I nodded with out really hearing her. He stopped a few feet down the hall way, trying to gather what he had just heard. No, I didn't hear anything. It is just because I'm rather tapped.
Selene watched as the prince closed the door behind him. Oh, how I wish Hades was here to see his daughter's future life... "I know that senshi. If he doesn't protect her, he will have much to pay for when or if she comes back dead....I know that we will take vengeance." With a wave of her hand, she was back in her royal dress, with glamour up, and started to teleport out. When her power had built, she disappeared with a flash.
Holding the metal box felt weird to Darien. It felt like it was cool and hot at the same time, both intriguing and boring. He shoved it under his arm as he walked down the side walk, to maybe get answers about women from Andrew.
Serena
The day had been lonely. All my friends were 'out of town' and would remain so for a while. I didn't tell everybody it was forever. I felt like I had cheated death, and numbness had finished to become guilt, making my mood erratic if I had had the strength. Teachers and the kids who had not found us weird checked if I was okay, and except for the occasional trip to the nurses office, in which she mysteriously lost the whole bottle of aspirin when I had asked for some. My metabolism took them quicker than water so the bottle was nearly gone by the end of the day, along with my concealer. Leaving school, I considered just taking up glamour, but as I tried it once, it really wouldn't feel that good. I'd rather have to say 'I fell down stairs' rather than explain why I blacked out. Still, I strengthened my defenses in such a case a random attack came.
A random attack did come, and just as I was making my- everything's-the- same trip to the arcade. By the tree area of Tokyo, near the arcade but on the other side of the highway, I felt space ripple and a 'cloak' was thrown over my body. Blinking, I cleared my eyes and saw who was doing this to me. The man was tall, dark, shadowy, and everything the stereotypical creepy villain was known for. Did he know what he was putting me through? He probably didn't even care, so why think it? "Who are you?" I didn't want to transform until it was needed. For some odd reason, I was confident that no one outside was noticing this. His laughter was pure evil, in my opinion. "You know who I am princess. You should know very well who I am." He faded as his laughter echoed, and he phased in from a different part of the bubble. My hair whipped in the rapid turn. "I should know no such thing. Why are you doing this?" Strange, unknown power was beginning to rise in my body, but she never registered it. The figure finally stopped in front of me. Preparing to transform, she took attack position, wanting to take out the one that killed her family. The figure just gave a cynical grin. "My dear, you know that I won't hurt you, for-"I stepped back, fully irritated with this man and took a deep breath, fed up with the play of cat and mouse. "Save it, stranger. When you won't speak yourself, then I can force you to do other wise. Moon Crystal power!" The energy came-but went away quicker than it came. I nearly sagged under the power loss, but kept standing up. Instead, she took normal attack position, despite everything against her. "I may not be able to change, but I can still fight." The figure barely could defend from my angry array of attacks that a short school girl outfit could give. If it was any other time, I would have been proud of myself. Hell, Rei would have been proud of me. The figure was pinned to the 'wall' of the bubble, and watched in odd amusement, (or like he was proud, I thought also as a possibility), as I landed gracefully and started to reach for a dagger-that I had never owned in my life. Needless to say, it wasn't there. The figure took advantage of her confusion. "My princess, you are as talented as your father. I will be seeing you soon." Abruptly, the figure up-ed and vanished, taking the bubble with him.
The sudden energy rush left me sitting on the scratchy sidewalk. People were gathered around me, staring. "What?" I looked around at the worried people. An old man spoke up in back. "Miss, someone hit you as they ran by you. You collapsed to the ground for a few moments." I looked up at the old man, and felt reconition some how and also ignored it. "I'm fine thanks. Really, I am." Slowly people cleared out, leaving only the old man.
I began to push myself up, but the old man picked me up on my feet for me. Touch still hurt and anger at being touched by a stranger didn't cover it. "Thank you, sir." Dimly, I noticed a glint from where the fight had been, and I moved to cover it before the old man noticed it. For some odd reason, I didn't want him to find the glint. Gingerly, I bent down to get it as he said something else. I went pale as he said it. Slowly I smiled and nodded to gather her stuff together, stuffing the odd shiny into her bag. He turned and left, vanishing into open space and left behind a scared teen age super hero knelt on the sidewalk. As I stood up, I realized that everyone had dissipated at went their own ways, assuming she was fine. I shook off the feeling from the old man, started to continue on my own path, but walked into somebody, again. Without bothering to look up, I stepped back. "Sorry Darien." He smiled teasingly again. "Still the same klutz, even as a junior." I sighed. "Yeah Darien, yeah." I dodged him and kept walking.
"Wait." I tensed, waiting for him to grab my arm again. He didn't. Slowly, I turned around. "What?" He was looking genuinely worried. "Aren't we going to the same place?" I blinked at him. "Yes." "Why don't we walk together then?" She blinked again. "Sure." Serena turned around and kept going. She could feel him coming up behind her. "Your makeup looks like it has had water dripped on it." She really wasn't listening, or rather; she was too tired to listen to him. He noticed this. "Are you okay?" Giving an empty smile, she nodded as said that she was. "You didn't answer my question." Why was he being so nosy today? Serena gave an annoyed look before answering. "I forgot to reapply after gym." Lies were beginning to come too easily for her. Finally, Darien shut up. Eventually, they reached the arcade, and Serena fled to the bathroom. Andrew eyed them, and gave a wicked-I-know-something-evil-smile. Darien didn't notice it.
"So, Dare, are you going to ask her out yet?" Darien nodded before looking away from the girls' bathroom door. "Uh-uh, do you think something is wrong with her?" Andrew's joking smile fell to one of a more serious manner. He reached for a glass and started to clean it. "Maybe. Who honestly knows about women?" Darien shook the creepy feeling of impending doom off. "Good point, Drew. Can you get me coffee and a milkshake?" Darien now looked semi normal. Andrew looked at him oddly. "You like chocolate milkshakes?" Darien looked at him a moment. "Oh, no, its Serena's usual, isn't it?" Andrew was speculating something as he went to go do those things. He held in laughter to stay alive longer. Darien thought about something. "Do the girls usually wear makeup?" Andrew and most other regulars knew who 'the girls' were. Andrew thought while he made the milkshake. "No, not usually, but some days, all of them wore make up, even Amy and Lita." Andrew gave Darien his coffee and put the milkshake where Serena usually sat-as far away from Darien as possible. As he did this, Darien pondered. "When do they usually wear make-up?" Andrew gave Darien a weird look and picked up a glass to dry. "Dare, I think you are reading too much into things. It's probably her time of the month." Well that would explain her dark crabby mood. Darien shrugged. "Your right. So did you hear of the senshi slaughter last night?"
Serena came out of the bathroom and sat at her usual spot, looking more depressed than hyper. She didn't even start drinking her shake until she noticed weird looks. The question 'Don't women usually like chocolate during this time?' got past her space outs. So that is what they think is wrong with me.... She laughed slightly. Suddenly, she remembered how she couldn't transform, and took off her pendant. She looked at them with sore hands and tired eyes. She felt no energy coming from it. Days like this should die. Suddenly, she heard a familiar beeping and dropped her pendant on the counter, causing it to bounce off onto the floor. Hastily, she tried to get it just as she reached for her communicator. It was stupid to try to do two things at once.
Her falling off of the stool, spilling her bag, and nearly sending her pendant flying across the room was the result. Slight happiness turned into disappointment just as she found her cell ringing. Answering it, she gave generic answers and hung up, then looked at the mess on the floor. It was sad that no one noticed it. Slowly, she gathered it as the phone rang and this time just glared at it. She stopped just as the phone began to smoke. Maybe no one noticed this either.
Everything was in her bag, and she only had to get up to get up, but someone had gotten it for her. Looking up, she saw the face of the old man, paled again, but calmed at the sound of Darien's voice. "Serena?" She cleared her vision and used a stool to stand up, taking her pendant from Darien. There was no reaction. She should have worried, but she didn't. "Sorry, a klutz attack." The empty smile had multipurpose qualities about it. Accidentally stepping on her own hair, she stumbled again. Bracing for a hard landing, she found that Darien had caught her. She made no outwardly signs of pain. "Thanks." Fully standing up, she dug out money onto the counter and started to leave. Andrew stopped her. "What?" She was starting to get really cranky...Did he notice? Andrew did notice, judging on how scared he looked. "Maybe Darien should make sure you get home with out any accidents." She gave a death glare, then a smile. "Thanks Andrew, but I don't need a body guard from myself." That said she left through the sliding doors.
Andrew was glad that he hadn't volunteered himself and just smiled evilly at Darien. Darien looked like he was thinking again. "Actually, I do think that I will walk her home." Andrew looked gravely upon his formerly alive best friend and gave a salute. Darien shrugged as he paid and started to follow after Serena. The plant near the door stopped smoking as Darien brushed passed it.
Okay, I think I missed something in this that wasn't mine...if anyone has any questions, please place them in the review since you are all nice Reviewers if you want to give your friendly local writers reason to keep writing well. I am not really caring if they stay ic, yet if someone is ooc really badly, please let me know...I have this love, hate relationship with sailor moon and you can find my email if u want to question me about it. Also, feel free to aim me after 6 pm most nights till early morning (Tenari87).
R&R Thanks, darkness.
One I rift out, two I rift out, 3 I rift out
I'll give call outs/congratulations/undying love vows ect. next chappy. This is also dedicated to my ex-band director because he gave me another reason to try to finish this...that way I can say that I did something for him...he was a great director for us and I wish him luck wherever he ends up next.
Okay, the A/Ns I didn't write in...I am using Serena in 1st person, and everyone else in 3rd... I don't know why but I am not able to do it completely in 3rd or 1st person...I am not that gifted apparently. The dead cow analogy or whatever the proper term is not mine, it's a friend of mine and I just adopted it. Yeah, this is probably going to be confusing. These few pages have gone under a lot of changes and it was really annoying. I'll answer any questions next time. K, now that you all think I talk too much, I will let you to your reading.
Dark Men in Day Light Darien
He had been having a boring night, until the explosion, and until the two senshi came into the hospital, barely breathing. For some reason, every other doctor had disappeared around me, and he assumed that they were at the explosion scene, and Darien was the only doctor available. Orders were issued, and soon both of the senshi were in surgery, having the odd shards taken out of their bodies, and the worst burns nearly being tended to. The fact that the few minutes that the shards had taken and most of the serous burns were closed went completely over his head, and when he saw the leader's eyes, and the odd, dej-a-vue feeling started.
Midnight of the explosion
Darien was doing his daily checks, this being after the surgery and finally their own hearts going back into our chests, when he noticed an odd light coming from the senshi room. Not knowing if it was a good or a bad thing, he willed himself invisible and stepped through the wall, to behind a curtain he knew they couldn't see. Darien peered out the cracks of the curtain, and saw both of the senshi, the purple and black senshi, and the leader with her meatball hair; still breathing according to the monitors, but the purple and black senshi was beginning to slow down, to fade. At the same time, the leader was beginning to grow stronger, and nothing of me could move to save his life. Facial expressions told me that the green haired senshi was doing something painful, something dangerous, but he could not bring himself to call in anyone or interfere at all. Somehow, Darien knew it had to be done. A few moments later, Pluto-why did I call her that?-died, and I heard her last words. I had my little tape recorder with me, so I took it out and pushed record.
"Queen....Selene...find Saturn...time....he will help you.....the prince...I'm sorry..."
If the situation was so grave, Darien would be intrigued. However, I waited until the queen, or Selene gave her response, which was a weak cry, a groan, and then a deep breath, to panic, but he realized that the queen was still alive, and only Pluto had died. Still he wondered where he had gotten Pluto from, anyway. Moving out from behind the curtain, Darien pulled the plugs on Pluto's machines, to end the conflicting beeping noise, and stood between the queen's bed and Pluto's bed, just watching. The senshi uniform was gone from Pluto, in which I realized I had seen this woman on the streets before, but the leader, the queen, kept fluxateing between no aura and a bright one. He watched as she appeared in street cloths, Darien noted that her hair had somehow changed from the bright blond color to a pure silver color , and back to senshi uniform, he saw some resemblances between her and that ditz bunny...bunny, where had he pulled her up from?
"Dr. Chiba, are you okay?" A nurse just poked her head into the doorway. She didn't notice that one of the senshi had died. He shook my head to clear my thoughts. "Yes, Nancy, I am, I'm just tired..." He wearily smiled. The nurse looked at me strangely and told him to get some rest if possible and left the room. Looking back to the queen's body, I saw that she was now in full senshi costume and couldn't see the energy levels changing. I really do need to rest, he thought, and Darien replaced my recorder back in my pocket as he left the room, taking a moment from the door way to watch again. Before Darien went to go close his eyes for a few moments, he told one of the passing by nurses that one of the senshi had gone.
4 am-Serena
I closed my eyes and then woke up to rustling people around the hospital room I had fallen asleep in. Why no one had woken me? As I got up and stretched, the few people in the room, which I noted was the room that we have had to escape several times from, barely acknowledged me as they made a quick check on the last surviving senshi with visible annoyance and left the room to do other duties, most of them smiling as they read my sad stats. Even though I wasn't expecting my fan club, I was still expecting something in form of a greeting. The last few nurses I decided to banish, or rather, not call them back, with the exception being the one who was getting water for me, when the head nurse of this department forced a clipboard of paper into my hands. Of course, I had no intention of filling it out, and I placed it on the table next to my bed. The head nurse had hurried out of the room after she had 'kindly' given me the clip board, so I could do everything short of destroying it. The fire alarms would make my escape harder, though, since technically, I was a patient.
I looked at the clock, and then saw the changes. I saw that a lot had happened in the past four hours. All the of my physical external burns were healed, well maybe my forearms were still bandaged, but that was the only thing except the darkness that had crept into my mind as I had begun to realized that everyone else was dead. I brushed a strand of blond hair out of my face, for it had come out of the two buns. I had detransformed in the middle of the night again, much to my annoyance. I just noticed a doctor, Shields-baka, who was sleeping in a chair next to my bed. I blinked when I saw his dark blue eyes but afterwards I just gave him a look.
"Selene, Pluto's dead." I blinked at the shortened version of my mother's name. "Yes, I became aware of this several hours ago." My shield that I had around him nearly came to full power, until I realized that he didn't know it was me. The only thing that kept that knowledge from him was my mental blocking. With out the blocking, that would be giving to many clues away, if that wasn't there. Goddess knows what he saw last night. I anxiously began to check out the windows, forgetting about Shields-baka. He kept standing there, watching me move as if I did not feel any of the pain that was encasing my body. The nurse returned with my water, and I turned to her. Before she could scold me into the bed again, Shields intercepted her. "I am letting her test her legs. It isn't good to be stuck in the same position for a long time." The nurse nodded at him, then at me. I actually smiled at her, and thanked her, but then went back to the window, my nose twitching at the new information of Shields-san.
My eyes held every emotion one could feel at a time, and if I wasn't in Sailor Moon mode, I would a complete and total basket case. The time guardian was dead, my senshi were who knows what, I knew that they weren't currently active, and every frelling movement hurt enough to make me cry. I was doing well so far. I felt Shields-san move around the room, his eyes watching me. When I saw that the window had no opening, and my best (yet most painful) action would involve again, the possibility fatality, I stared back at him.
Darien
Familiar blue eyes were staring at him after a while of his pacing the room. He did not know what to do, what to call her on, or what to ask. The only idea that he had was pointless, but that was the only idea he had. That idea was pacing and keeping thinking about what else to do with the awkward air. Those blue eyes called out for him to recognize them, yet still, the information vital to that connection was being hidden, not by his own actions either, which was bothering him to no end, yet he could do nothing against them. "If you make no commentary and leave the room for a few moments, I will swear upon my fallen scouts honor that I will do nothing to harm myself." Her voice was empty, detached, yet oddly still alive considering that all the pain that she must have been experiencing. Darien's mild telepathy heard the 'I hope' at the end of the sentence. He also noted wryly that the clip board that the lovely soon to be ex head nurse of this department was ignored and unsigned on the table next to Sailor Moon's bed. The quiet snort of his reaction was heard to Sailor moon as was evident in the slight look she gave him, yet she made no commentary.
"Your answer is what?" She sat down on the bed, her legs strategically crossed because of her short fuku. The way she sat made her look older, colder yet still alluring in the sense that she always was. Darien in turn took to the stance of 'really now' and stood in front of Sailor Moon. She followed his eyes unfazed. "You are guessing that I am in your mind now, and I can feel everything your feeling, even if I am dying." She gave a wry cynical smile. "You don't trust me, even though I swore upon the bodies of my dead senshi. Why?" The last word was drawn out, as she already knew the reasoning behind his mistrust. This time, she waited for him to answer her. "Its simple, really Moon. You are probably going to escape, like you have countless other times but this time you don't have any outside help. Still, you are going to try, even if you end up dead. I cannot allow that...you would affect too many people by dying."
Serena
He gave me an idea. I would not reduce myself to crying, begging or other wise showing weakness. The last part of his reply gave me fuel for a way out of here. A smile I saved for seducing my evil counterparts came to my mildly bruised face. "Why do you say that, Dr. Shields?" Darien raised an eyebrow at the difference of emotion I was displaying. "You let me get over time." I genuinely smiled and began to laugh. Crap, my ribs hurt like a bitch. Shields-san gave me a look that made me think he was considering what medication to give me. "You're great. Damn, I should have tried sticking around for the comedy part of our fatal hobby. But, seriously, I could be dying right now and not know because you're in the room and I don't have the freedom to heal myself? Hasn't that been bad before?" We both knew what would happen if I was forced to heal in front of him. He had heard the stories of the victim who had to deal with it, and well, after he was fired, that's when we became not really welcome in the huge sterile building. My eyes were fatally serious and the light of amusement faded to genuine concern in a matter of moments. He thought about this for a moment, all the while I was feeling my energy slowly slip away. I was going to black out in oh, 5 minutes, at most or I was lucky...I was betting on the latter. "If I leave the room, you won't be dying?" My smile didn't falter. He had better senses than I thought. "Of course. Would I lie to you?" The expression was truly innocent because, well, I wouldn't kill myself for him. Granted, he would have a slight memory problem if I did have to heal with him in the room, but that was beside the point.
I watched his eyes. Part of him knew what my plans were and part of him had a vocational duty to keep me here. While he was debating, I decided to give him a little distraction. I stood up, as gracefully as I could, considering the circumstances. Shields-san watched me warily, and I began to pile on the glamour.
Standing a few feet away, I began to concentrate on his thoughts, and then also began to implant imaging. He stopped concentrating on his thoughts and smirked at me. My sideways smile began to falter, as did my consciousness, but now, I didn't have time. Finally, just as the darkness was beginning to encompass my thoughts, I walked towards him and with the inhuman speed that I rarely used out of costume, kissed him full on. The shields that he had placed around the room that I wouldn't have been able break by myself fell down around our metaphysical ears and before Shields- san could blink, I was gone, and the darkness hit me before I hit my bed and the morning light entered my window.
I awoke to the sounds of my alarm again, but I could not get up the strength to both reach, hit a button and sit up at the same time. Somehow, however, I did sit up, but as I glared at the stupid clock, I thought about it blowing up, and seconds later, it did. I blinked, and the rapid light change felt like I was feeling the side affects of a hangover. I saw that I was still in my clothes from the night before and I willed myself to not remember anything of the night, just to think that everyone else would be taking permanent sick days. It worked, and about a triple overdose of painkillers later, I was in the shower, with the scars unfamiliar and the water running red down the drain. I vaguely remembered teleporting out of the hospital for the first time, and felt for my energy levels. They were to the point of life. The good news was that I was alive...the bad news was that I was basically back to being mortal. Then how did I heal during the night scratch that, early this morning?
I felt my hair hit my knees as I stepped out of the shower, and did the customary step to avoid stepping on Luna into my room. I never noticed the lack of Luna and instead thought about how painful contact with skin hurt. The custom used by all senshi to cover up everything concealer was used this morning. I was making my way down the stairs just as my mother came up to wake me up and her expression could have been funny if several close people hadn't been slaughtered last night. I mutely grabbed my lunch and backpack, with my homework unfinished of course, kissed everyone good by, and left the front door, off to play the charade of the normal teenager. I didn't even tell Sammy to shut up.
I couldn't run, so I was going to be late for school again. Thinking was not high on my skill list today. In my brain numbness, I walked into the same person I do every day. I barely looked up to see it was Darien, and saw that he was exhausted before I realized that I fell on the side walk. Apparently, I also had the reaction time of a dead cow. I couldn't get up that well. Apparently, Darien could still make fun of me this morning regardless of the circles under his eyes and the frayed edges of his aura. "Hi, Darien. Could you please hand me those books?" I was too tired to respond this morning. Staring at me, he gave me back my books, and stepped aside for me, still staring of course. The fall had resulted in twisting my ankle, apparently, judging by the little twinges in the ligaments as well. I didn't have enough wrong already, and except the fact that I should be in the hospital didn't help either, so I limped on my way. A hand grabbed my arm, and I could barely keep my face neutral. I dug my nails into my palms to keep from screaming, resulting in blood drops on the cement, and slowly turned around. "Please let go Darien." I felt like I had to cry. It was held in. "Are you okay, Serena?" He calling me by my real name didn't even seem to register. "I'm fine, thanks Darien." I patted his arm and kept going on my way, ignoring everything but getting to school.
Darien
The morning had been normal, with the exclusion as leading a semi double life with working as a doctor and still in college sleep hours, until I ran into Serena again. It isn't anything new, but it was how she responded to me was what made it odd. As I went through my own school day, I kept thinking, analyzing what was different until it came to me. A few things brought that idea about. My first thought was "She's Sailor Moon." But that idea left as quickly as it came.
One, she usually responds to my teasing with a lousy taunt back, and is very hyper about it. This morning, and a few others, she just took it, and looked like I was feeling. Two, she uses that extra morning energy, with her aura a bright strong color, to bound right up to her feet and beat the bell for school, but she took her time, her aura being weaker and more pulsating, as if her movements pained her. Those same mornings as idea one fall on the same day and I noticed it was after a big senshi battle was witnessed, or signs had been found of it in the morning. Thanks to the holes in the buildings and roads, the authorities probably have the general measurements of every local senshi in a hidden file. That really didn't seem to matter however.
When I grabbed her arm, she tensed, and the power that always surrounded her body kind of centered itself to that spot, to let it heal. That with the aura isn't even close to normal. She was polite this morning and even touched my sleeve this morning, which is always by accident. The blood that came off on my sleeve was tainted, poisoned, and laced with some kind of magic that I had not analyzed yet at all. The silver specks were also really annoying to get out of clothing, I would later learn. Watching her leave, I saw that she did wear makeup, which I had never noticed before. (Again, except on those days) Her hair wasn't even in the customary two buns but in a braid doubled over in a pony tail. With the morning light it looked silver. A voice broke through my thoughts.
"Mr. Chiba, you can wake up now, class is over." I blinked up at my Professor. "Sorry Professor Selene. I had a late night and yeah..." Pushing my self up, I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door. Again, Professor Selene broke in my thoughts. "Darien, I will be leaving for awhile, or for at least a couple weeks. Could you watch something for me?" Turning around, her lavender silver hair flashed as I wondered what she wanted me to watch. "Sure, Professor, who do you want me to watch?" I had watched her pets and experiments in the past, but I thought we hadn't done an experiment of late. I needed sleep. She smiled serenely, almost mystic kind of. Her laugh could be royal. "Oh, Darien, it isn't an animal." She went down the steps to her desk, and opened a drawer. Her desk hid her tall frame for a nano-second.
Professor Selene came back up the steps to the door, holding a metal box. I took them as she handed them to me. "They are just some slides of an experiment I was working on, but I am afraid that I can't continue it any more, with the subjects' kind of dead now...so do you mind keeping the results for me?" I blinked at her. Why would I want these? But, she was the best teacher (if not easy to fall asleep by her voice) I had had really. "Okay, I will. Thanks." I nodded, smiled and headed for the door with the metal box in my hands. "You had a shock last night Darien. Your thoughts were confused. You should get some sleep." I nodded with out really hearing her. He stopped a few feet down the hall way, trying to gather what he had just heard. No, I didn't hear anything. It is just because I'm rather tapped.
Selene watched as the prince closed the door behind him. Oh, how I wish Hades was here to see his daughter's future life... "I know that senshi. If he doesn't protect her, he will have much to pay for when or if she comes back dead....I know that we will take vengeance." With a wave of her hand, she was back in her royal dress, with glamour up, and started to teleport out. When her power had built, she disappeared with a flash.
Holding the metal box felt weird to Darien. It felt like it was cool and hot at the same time, both intriguing and boring. He shoved it under his arm as he walked down the side walk, to maybe get answers about women from Andrew.
Serena
The day had been lonely. All my friends were 'out of town' and would remain so for a while. I didn't tell everybody it was forever. I felt like I had cheated death, and numbness had finished to become guilt, making my mood erratic if I had had the strength. Teachers and the kids who had not found us weird checked if I was okay, and except for the occasional trip to the nurses office, in which she mysteriously lost the whole bottle of aspirin when I had asked for some. My metabolism took them quicker than water so the bottle was nearly gone by the end of the day, along with my concealer. Leaving school, I considered just taking up glamour, but as I tried it once, it really wouldn't feel that good. I'd rather have to say 'I fell down stairs' rather than explain why I blacked out. Still, I strengthened my defenses in such a case a random attack came.
A random attack did come, and just as I was making my- everything's-the- same trip to the arcade. By the tree area of Tokyo, near the arcade but on the other side of the highway, I felt space ripple and a 'cloak' was thrown over my body. Blinking, I cleared my eyes and saw who was doing this to me. The man was tall, dark, shadowy, and everything the stereotypical creepy villain was known for. Did he know what he was putting me through? He probably didn't even care, so why think it? "Who are you?" I didn't want to transform until it was needed. For some odd reason, I was confident that no one outside was noticing this. His laughter was pure evil, in my opinion. "You know who I am princess. You should know very well who I am." He faded as his laughter echoed, and he phased in from a different part of the bubble. My hair whipped in the rapid turn. "I should know no such thing. Why are you doing this?" Strange, unknown power was beginning to rise in my body, but she never registered it. The figure finally stopped in front of me. Preparing to transform, she took attack position, wanting to take out the one that killed her family. The figure just gave a cynical grin. "My dear, you know that I won't hurt you, for-"I stepped back, fully irritated with this man and took a deep breath, fed up with the play of cat and mouse. "Save it, stranger. When you won't speak yourself, then I can force you to do other wise. Moon Crystal power!" The energy came-but went away quicker than it came. I nearly sagged under the power loss, but kept standing up. Instead, she took normal attack position, despite everything against her. "I may not be able to change, but I can still fight." The figure barely could defend from my angry array of attacks that a short school girl outfit could give. If it was any other time, I would have been proud of myself. Hell, Rei would have been proud of me. The figure was pinned to the 'wall' of the bubble, and watched in odd amusement, (or like he was proud, I thought also as a possibility), as I landed gracefully and started to reach for a dagger-that I had never owned in my life. Needless to say, it wasn't there. The figure took advantage of her confusion. "My princess, you are as talented as your father. I will be seeing you soon." Abruptly, the figure up-ed and vanished, taking the bubble with him.
The sudden energy rush left me sitting on the scratchy sidewalk. People were gathered around me, staring. "What?" I looked around at the worried people. An old man spoke up in back. "Miss, someone hit you as they ran by you. You collapsed to the ground for a few moments." I looked up at the old man, and felt reconition some how and also ignored it. "I'm fine thanks. Really, I am." Slowly people cleared out, leaving only the old man.
I began to push myself up, but the old man picked me up on my feet for me. Touch still hurt and anger at being touched by a stranger didn't cover it. "Thank you, sir." Dimly, I noticed a glint from where the fight had been, and I moved to cover it before the old man noticed it. For some odd reason, I didn't want him to find the glint. Gingerly, I bent down to get it as he said something else. I went pale as he said it. Slowly I smiled and nodded to gather her stuff together, stuffing the odd shiny into her bag. He turned and left, vanishing into open space and left behind a scared teen age super hero knelt on the sidewalk. As I stood up, I realized that everyone had dissipated at went their own ways, assuming she was fine. I shook off the feeling from the old man, started to continue on my own path, but walked into somebody, again. Without bothering to look up, I stepped back. "Sorry Darien." He smiled teasingly again. "Still the same klutz, even as a junior." I sighed. "Yeah Darien, yeah." I dodged him and kept walking.
"Wait." I tensed, waiting for him to grab my arm again. He didn't. Slowly, I turned around. "What?" He was looking genuinely worried. "Aren't we going to the same place?" I blinked at him. "Yes." "Why don't we walk together then?" She blinked again. "Sure." Serena turned around and kept going. She could feel him coming up behind her. "Your makeup looks like it has had water dripped on it." She really wasn't listening, or rather; she was too tired to listen to him. He noticed this. "Are you okay?" Giving an empty smile, she nodded as said that she was. "You didn't answer my question." Why was he being so nosy today? Serena gave an annoyed look before answering. "I forgot to reapply after gym." Lies were beginning to come too easily for her. Finally, Darien shut up. Eventually, they reached the arcade, and Serena fled to the bathroom. Andrew eyed them, and gave a wicked-I-know-something-evil-smile. Darien didn't notice it.
"So, Dare, are you going to ask her out yet?" Darien nodded before looking away from the girls' bathroom door. "Uh-uh, do you think something is wrong with her?" Andrew's joking smile fell to one of a more serious manner. He reached for a glass and started to clean it. "Maybe. Who honestly knows about women?" Darien shook the creepy feeling of impending doom off. "Good point, Drew. Can you get me coffee and a milkshake?" Darien now looked semi normal. Andrew looked at him oddly. "You like chocolate milkshakes?" Darien looked at him a moment. "Oh, no, its Serena's usual, isn't it?" Andrew was speculating something as he went to go do those things. He held in laughter to stay alive longer. Darien thought about something. "Do the girls usually wear makeup?" Andrew and most other regulars knew who 'the girls' were. Andrew thought while he made the milkshake. "No, not usually, but some days, all of them wore make up, even Amy and Lita." Andrew gave Darien his coffee and put the milkshake where Serena usually sat-as far away from Darien as possible. As he did this, Darien pondered. "When do they usually wear make-up?" Andrew gave Darien a weird look and picked up a glass to dry. "Dare, I think you are reading too much into things. It's probably her time of the month." Well that would explain her dark crabby mood. Darien shrugged. "Your right. So did you hear of the senshi slaughter last night?"
Serena came out of the bathroom and sat at her usual spot, looking more depressed than hyper. She didn't even start drinking her shake until she noticed weird looks. The question 'Don't women usually like chocolate during this time?' got past her space outs. So that is what they think is wrong with me.... She laughed slightly. Suddenly, she remembered how she couldn't transform, and took off her pendant. She looked at them with sore hands and tired eyes. She felt no energy coming from it. Days like this should die. Suddenly, she heard a familiar beeping and dropped her pendant on the counter, causing it to bounce off onto the floor. Hastily, she tried to get it just as she reached for her communicator. It was stupid to try to do two things at once.
Her falling off of the stool, spilling her bag, and nearly sending her pendant flying across the room was the result. Slight happiness turned into disappointment just as she found her cell ringing. Answering it, she gave generic answers and hung up, then looked at the mess on the floor. It was sad that no one noticed it. Slowly, she gathered it as the phone rang and this time just glared at it. She stopped just as the phone began to smoke. Maybe no one noticed this either.
Everything was in her bag, and she only had to get up to get up, but someone had gotten it for her. Looking up, she saw the face of the old man, paled again, but calmed at the sound of Darien's voice. "Serena?" She cleared her vision and used a stool to stand up, taking her pendant from Darien. There was no reaction. She should have worried, but she didn't. "Sorry, a klutz attack." The empty smile had multipurpose qualities about it. Accidentally stepping on her own hair, she stumbled again. Bracing for a hard landing, she found that Darien had caught her. She made no outwardly signs of pain. "Thanks." Fully standing up, she dug out money onto the counter and started to leave. Andrew stopped her. "What?" She was starting to get really cranky...Did he notice? Andrew did notice, judging on how scared he looked. "Maybe Darien should make sure you get home with out any accidents." She gave a death glare, then a smile. "Thanks Andrew, but I don't need a body guard from myself." That said she left through the sliding doors.
Andrew was glad that he hadn't volunteered himself and just smiled evilly at Darien. Darien looked like he was thinking again. "Actually, I do think that I will walk her home." Andrew looked gravely upon his formerly alive best friend and gave a salute. Darien shrugged as he paid and started to follow after Serena. The plant near the door stopped smoking as Darien brushed passed it.
Okay, I think I missed something in this that wasn't mine...if anyone has any questions, please place them in the review since you are all nice Reviewers if you want to give your friendly local writers reason to keep writing well. I am not really caring if they stay ic, yet if someone is ooc really badly, please let me know...I have this love, hate relationship with sailor moon and you can find my email if u want to question me about it. Also, feel free to aim me after 6 pm most nights till early morning (Tenari87).
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