Chapter Fourteen

Kidnapped

Disclaimer: Standard Disclaimer applies. (In other words I have no rights to SM or the SS in any way, shape, or form.) However this story line is mine.

Warning: Profane language, violence, sexual content and blood, gore, vampires, werewolves and all the good stuff. M-rated.

Double Warning: Bad writing involved
The girls had gathered quickly in the entrance hall as the dark haired girl entered. She looked them all up and down then stopped at Lita.

"You're my backup." Cat stated coldly. Lita looked surprised and glanced at Darien, who nodded. Cat turned to face him. "Your car is out front, I need you and the others to create a distraction, while Lita and I go after Serena." Cat was completely business. If it hadn't been for the fact that Serena had been kidnapped by a pack of werewolves, he would have though that she was funny. She was dressed in what looked like a belly dancer costume made of golden fabric. Her dark auburn hair hung in rich curls down her back to stop above her waist. But her eyes made Darien want to stare at her. They overshadowed her face and Darien had the feeling that she hadn't had to use a touch of makeup in her life. She frowned. "Well get to it." She ordered him.

Darien nodded and without question turned leading Raye, Mina, and Amy out of the palace. Renee appeared beside him as he opened the door to his car, and started to get in.

"No, Renee, your too small."

"Stop it, Darien. I want to help!" She snapped, ducking under his hand and sliding into the backseat next to Amy. Darien, too worried about Serena, decided not to argue, and hoped that Renee wouldn't become a liability in their rescue mission. He put car in gear and began to back out of the driveway as Cat and Lita left the entrance and headed toward the garage.

Serena's head was pounding, her mouth and throat felt like she had been holding cotton in them, and her nose burned. She didn't want to open her eyes, even though she heard noise around her, mainly because she knew that there was light and she was worried that her head would hurt worse if she opened them.

She became aware of a low humming energy. It felt angry and reactive, as if someone were to say something wrong the area would explode into a frenzy. Some of the anger was directed at her. That thought got her to crack her eyes open.

At first all she could see was a blinding light. She closed her eyes hard, and then opened them again. The light seemed to dim, and it didn't make her head hurt worse, so she fully opened her eyes. There was a group of people standing around her, arguing quietly. She pushed herself up into a sitting position and stared at them, but they didn't seem to notice her.

"Be quiet, idiots!" A low voice growled. It sounded harsh and cold, but familiar. Serena thought she had heard it before, when it had been lighter, maybe it had just been happier. The group around Serena fell silent and turned toward her. The energy seemed to spike with their awareness that she was awake.

She glanced around the room, trying to place where she was. The room was glaringly white, some lights hung from the ceiling at awkward intervals. The walls had been painted white and the carpet she sat on was white. Furniture was all over the room, not placed decorously but all of it was facing her, or actually facing the entertainment center next to her. She was sitting in someone's living room. She braced herself against the wall, and pulled her feet under her, then pushed herself up so she was standing.

"I am sorry about the rudeness of our invitation." Someone said sarcastically, it was the voice she had heard a few minutes earlier telling everyone to be quiet. The group parted, reminding Serena of a story she had heard in the bible when a man had parted the ocean. A man stepped into the opening, looking thin and drawn. He had dark brown hair that had been cut in a particular style that she had seen on only one person. Chad stared down at her, looking frustrated.

"Chad!" Serena said, surprised. "We have to get out of here, now!" She took a step toward him but he didn't move. Then Serena felt the wave of warm crawling energy slam across her, swimming inside of her, before spewing back toward him. She hadn't meant to do anything at all, but Chad stumbled slightly. He raised his hand, and the next thing Serena knew her face was stinging.

"Bitch." Chad growled. "Don't do that again."

"Is she pack?" Another man asked from the crowd. The energy had muted quickly, as if someone had thrown a switch, when Serena released Chad's own energy back to him.

"No. She's not." Chad told the man.

"Then how'd she do that?" Another man asked. Serena glanced around quickly at the group around her and Chad. None of them looked happy. But they were all thin, and looked drawn and tired. Serena couldn't help wondering what had happened to them all. The people of Andrew's pack hadn't looked this ragged, even though they had been fighting a war for several years. Chad and his companions all looked as though they had been dragged through hell several times. Even their clothes were disheveled and ill-kempt.

"I don't know." Chad snapped, his voice rising. "How did you do that?"

Serena stared at him, for the first time, feeling scared. "Do what?" She asked aware of the group staring at her. She was starting to become more uncomfortable than she had been on the floor.

"You don't know?" Chad asked sounding like he didn't believe her.

Serena stared at him. "No, I don't." She told him honestly. "What am I doing here?" She asked glancing around at the group again.

Chad laughed, and it had a cruel ring to it. "If one of my colleagues hadn't messed up you would have been here a long time ago, and all of this would be over with now."

"What do you mean?" Serena found herself asking.

"The wolf I sent to the palace. He got caught up in trying to eat instead of waiting until you were alone to bring you here." Serena realized that he was talking about the werewolf that had attacked Molly, Renee and Hotaru. His eyes lit with anticipation, as if Serena was some kind of gift. "You are going to be our… guest, until the New Tokyo pack backs down." He stated almost happily. "If they don't… well, you might just learn what you did." His hand rubbed across her cheek. "Put her in her room." He told the group behind him. Two men stepped eagerly forward and grabbed Serena roughly by the arms. "Oh, and Serena? I wouldn't think about escaping. You are completely surrounded by werewolves, if you haven't noticed. You wouldn't get more than a few yards before we caught you." He chuckled softly, "And just think, Serena, you will find that no matter what happens, you will be the one to save us all."

"There is going to be a time when you eat those words, Chad." She couldn't help herself saying. She flashed him an insolent grin, then shaking the two men off of her she added, "lead the way." The two men glanced at Chad, who nodded, then led her down a hall and into a room. They left her there, slamming the door behind them.

Serena glanced around quickly, looking for anything she could use as a weapon, but there was only a nightstand with a lamp and a bed in the room. A large window had a good view of surrounding trees. It looked like they were in the middle of nowhere. Her purse was missing, with the browning she had stowed in it, and her dress was torn. She sighed, wondering if there was a way she could get reimbursement for two dresses from the monsters. She hadn't even replaced the dress that Nikolai's henchmen had destroyed two months earlier.

Since she couldn't do anything, and knew that what Chad had said was true, she opened the window for the cool breeze and sat down on the bed, waiting, and hoping that someone would come looking for her. This cant be happening, there has to be some way to stop this, she thought. She buried her head in her hands and for the first time in her life, she prayed.

It was dark when Serena heard commotion outside. She was getting to her feet when a flare of light lit her room, and then a red glare flared on her walls. Sitting up to look outside, she saw a shed close to the house, on fire. As she watched, the shed exploded and she felt the floor shake. People appeared running around the flames, as if trying to decide what to do. She had a tingling sensation at the back of her skull that told her it was Mars' attack.

Serena turned and ran to the door to her room and listened. There was silence outside for a few moments, then the sound of a gun, and a thundering wave of energy swam through the door to hit Serena full force. It was the same energy that the girl had given off at Moonlit DCB. For a moment, Serena stood frozen, but instinct took over at the right moment, and Serena launched herself against the bed. The door to the room suddenly was flying through the air. It slammed against the far wall, dust and bits of wood flying everywhere. The energy Serena had felt moments before flooded the room, making it hard to breathe. Whoever was behind the energy was very powerful.

Sailor Jupiter emerged from the cloud, grabbing Serena's hand. She jerked Serena to her feet, and pulled her out the open door into the hall. When they got to the living room, Serena saw the girl that she had seen before at Moonlit DCB standing over two half-transformed werewolves. Her black eyes were narrowed in concentration. Jupiter shouted something, and the girl's head snapped up. She nodded, then glancing back at the two creatures on the floor, turned and followed Jupiter and Serena through the kitchen and out the back door, away from the flaming shed, and straight into the surrounding forest.

A loud bang erupted from behind Serena, who had been focusing on where her feet went so she wouldn't fall over, causing her to jump. Glancing back, she saw the dark haired belly dancer holding a rather large gun pointed into the air. Arching in the air was a small fireball. A flare, Serena realized. She stumbled over a root and turned her attention back to her feet, as Jupiter dragged her along.

Now all I have to do is find Lily's killer, stop two packs of warring werewolves, find out why someone is after me, and keep myself alive long enough to do all of that. Serena thought dejectedly, as she ran.

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