Nearing the end, we are…I am nearly done borrowing this from Naoko….

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Countdown of the forsaken

It was 11:55. Serena had began to stare at the clock, and moved off to the side wall, still just staring. Darien had moved off to see what Andrew was up to, and now, both of them were off to find Serena. However, as soon as they had seen her, she was gone. Amongst the packed people, Darien could not sense her enough to track her, nor could Andrew see her energy through the crowd, so as the DJ began to do a New Year speech, and to begin the count down, they both joined the countdown, unaware of what would happen next.

"10……9…….8….." Serena was on the roof top, listening to the happy people below countdown. "…7…..6…..5" she felt pressure building, and reached for her brooch. "4……3….2…." "DARK MOON PRISM POWER!" "1!" Sailor Moon had been ready and transformed on the roof top, just as the people began to party once again, with fresh vigor. "Princess, you got my memo."

Sailor Moon felt for the voice, and turned to his energy signal, in a near corner. "Yes." She went down in attack mode, her wings and hair acting as a wind buffer, and an old man stepped into her clearer view. "Now, we are one to be hasty, aren't we?" Serena said nothing, but began to power up and the old man laughed. "Well, if you want it that way, then I guess I will prepare."

Her muscles tensed, as the old man before her turned into a tall, lanky, powerful man that looked like he was in his teens. He began to actively cast. "Let's play princess." She growled, and then a fight that would settle the century ensued.

S. Moon was sent into a wall after a barrage of attacks, most of which she managed to fend off. When she had her turn to attack, he did the same, and also was sent back, stunned. The rest of the movements were a flurry of movement, and finally, stopped only when both were bruised, sweating, and bleeding.

At this point, the music became a slow song, and thunder could be heard on the roof. As the next, faster paced song started up, thunder started up again, after a few minutes of break. Several hours later, many people had gone up, and the DJ was slowing, however, the thunder was reaching a heavy point, then suddenly stopped as the music was stopped, and people finally went to up to where they were sleeping. Darien noted that the sun was beginning to rise as he passed through the halls to his room.

On the roof, a weak Sailor Moon, aura visibly fading to nothing, was across from a very exhausted and wounded pale man. "You have no more energy left." She didn't know how strong she sounded even as she felt weak about it. He nodded. "You can not move now." It was true, she couldn't.

They starred at each other, Sailor Moon dripping blood. "This has accomplished nothing." The man nodded. "You were stronger than anticipated, highness." "As were you, Archmage." The man smiled triumphantly. "Tokyo is mine. You can not defend all of Tokyo, as you can barely defend your secrets." To his surprise, she dropped her guard completely, but still kept up her senshi suit. "Yes, it is. My secret will not be told, if I do not interfere, and leave quickly." She somewhat regretted saying that, and the surprise on his face went away down to nothing. "You will not interfere, and no one will know your secrets."

She turned; negotiations finished, but stopped as the Archmage became an old man, and called her out. "Why do you not defend your people, or your city from me?" He could have sounded human, the way he said it. She sounded human to, as she replied. "My people died already, in the past and present, and my land was destroyed centuries ago. These people will need to learn on their own, how it is to be defeated to the point of pride and dignity are the only things you have left. These people need to learn how to be controlled and never know it, then to rise up as one, to defeat a common cause. A population drop might make them realize that."

At the roof top door way, she stopped, and looked back. She saw admiration on the man's face. To her surprise, he bowed. "I willing call it a tie then, until later times. If you were my queen, we could have been powerful, had not our destinies been different." If he wasn't the spawn of all evil that killed her mother and family, then she could have liked him.

A cynical smile accompanied her last words to him. "Yes, my destiny will now be my own, and if a country is invaded, it is their fault for being that weak." He bowed again, deeper. "Good day to you, Serena." She curtsied as much as bruising would allow. "The same to you, Diamond." Diamond watched as the princess that he had wanted to have for centuries left, possibly forever. As she closed the door behind her. "We will meet again." Yes, we will. He smiled as only an evil villain could, and teleported off into the night.

Inside the door, Serena detransformed, and sagged against the wall. She willed the blood to dry before it smeared on the walls. So Tokyo was now defenseless, and all because she was leaving. Crossing a mirror, she stopped. Her hair was silver now, even with her technically being detransformed. Her eyes were no longer a bright blue, but a dark blue, nearly black. Her skin was whiter, to.

This must be a side effect of using my energy for long periods of time. Inside the shared room, she opted for writing an important piece of information down before wiping the dried blood off of her body. She grabbed a piece of memo paper, and a pen.

I will be gone now Darien, to a farther away place, to live my own life. You and Andrew can defend Tokyo one way or another, but as a vigilante to a possible rebellion leader, go secret. Attack in secret, and die in secret. The less people to know, the better. If others find out, take any means necessary to keep them from talking. You are probably taking a good guess at who I am, really, and who all the girls were, but it is better if you don't know.

Burn or heavily protect those papers and acquired clues, keep them to your two eyes only. Now, I have nothing else to say, but to give my farewells. May others be like you and have your abilities. When you find more like you, train them well, teach them the art of defense. The kiss was true, and I wish that things would have been different between us. Maybe in a past life, we were together, or maybe not but it must be better than the present. Keep happy, for me, if for nothing else.

Also, live your life as its own, and have it not be controlled by a set destiny. Make your own choice, but have it be your own choice. Destiny is to be controlled by your soul. If we meet in time, we will talk but if not, you have the blessing of the goddess for the remainder of your natural life.

Princess Serenity X, heir to the throne of Queen Selenity XIV of the Lunar Kingdom.

That was set inside Darien's suitcase before Serena went to go wipe off the remembered memories with a shower. As she laid in the bath, she wanted to cry but couldn't, and again as the sun rose, finally slept, for the last time in Tokyo.

The morning after her sleep was hard to go by, judging how she was sore, bruised and scarred. By noon, everyone was in cars, going home, relieved not to be the cleaning crew. Darien was quiet, and sometimes just looked at Serena as they ate breakfast and at stopping points.

Serena was also quiet, but Andrew just gave her space. She gave a final wave to Andrew, and turned away before she wanted to cry. As Darien dropped her off, they gave the good byes, and the usual small talk, but as Serena began to open and enter her house and Darien got into his car.

They stopped in unison. "May your destiny be your own." Darien made the final connection, and nodded. "I will Serenity." Serena struck her final Sailor moon pose, as a final gift to Darien. Not surprised, he reached into his sleeve for a rose, and let a wind carry it to delicate hands. A final cynical smile crossed her face before the door closed. Darien felt a part of his soul go cold, as he drove away.

In the arcade, two men were seriously talking, one more somber than the other. "She is the one, Andrew." Andrew gave him an uncertain look. "You are sure?" Darien nodded. "Yes, and she will be gone soon, to live her own destiny." Andrew automatically started to pick up the counter tops. "So, Andrew, do you know how to organize a rebellion?" Andrew blinked at him, and kept washing the counters. Darien drank his coffee.

In her human home, Serena looked around at the familiar settings, deciding between varied items. With her light bags packed (a little space dimension helped here), she waited by the door, about to close and lock it for the last time. However, she could not and just kept looking around. On an urge, she summoned human bones from the near by graveyard, and placed them in the kitchen. Then, a final glance enabled her to see no more memories, no more value. The childhood house of sailor moon would be impossible for a safe house anyway.

A few hours later and a Taxi cab, she was on the edge of Tokyo. She began to call up a teleport spell to a far away place, but was stopped. With a wave of a hand, all senshi equipment and items were in her chest, any thing that told the secrets of her senshi were blown up, to the dismay of their parents, and she took a memorial but not as valuable item of each of her senshi, maybe as past reminders. Again, she called up her teleport spell, but stopped by her guilt.

To anyone who cared about how their daughters were 'missing', or friends or other family, they now knew that they were safe. That wouldn't stop the investigation however, and it would be years after Serena finally did teleport, around 30, for the four missing girls to be completely forgotten to mortals. The sun was setting as the final syllable of the teleportation summon was spoken, and serenity was out of Tokyo.

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Yes….I'm posting the remaining chapters all in one batch…very few read this anyways….and anyone who has…respond if you want, I just want this to stop collecting dust…

Trying to post all of Saw 1 at once, Saturns Darkness