Here is a story that has been on my mind for a while wellI hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon...Yet.

The sirens of her squad car were the only thing that was keeping her awake at one in the morning. She got a call from her captain stating that a truck driver had pulled over to the side of the road and found a body. She didn't know the particulars but she was sure she was going to find out.

She took a sip of her scalding hot coffee and cursed. Once again she had put it in for too long in her rush to get out of the house.

She welcomed the feeling of it sliding down her throat it too offered her alertness and awareness that in fact she was not dreaming but this was her reality.

She was pretty sure that the driver probably just found some old deer carcass and was making a fuss over nothing. Dead bodies just didn't show up around here.

Until lately at least. Now everyday she was on call and up at all hours of the night investigating these mysterious happenings. She had even taken to wearing her uniform to be at night no matter how uncomfortable it was.

So far during all these happenings she had been called by three psychics claiming the end was near and about twenty crazies claiming it was vampires. For each she offered a phone number and an address for the local psychiatrist.

Vampires. Seriously, who believed there were actually blood sucking, out at night, run around vampires? Those were all just tales and such.

Even if the puncture wounds o the neck on each of the victims bodies were directed exactly on the main artery, that doesn't mean vampires did it. Any crazed person could do that with the right tools.

I mean come on vampires. Sure everyone has heard the tales. But if history proved to be correct, a guy called Lord Dracula was so mean, nasty and cruel that while he was alive, he killed people and drank their blood for fun. That story only developed further creating the figments called vampires right?

She saw the flares the trucker put out before she saw the truck. She pulled up right across the road and got out taking her crime scene kit, her gun and holstered it. She shut the door and remembered to get a flashlight. She grabbed it out of the glove compartment then slammed the door shut. The truck was parked about fifty feet from her squad car. She made her way over to it then called out, "Hello? Is anybody there?" Crickets stopped chirping as the figure stepped out from behind the truck.

"Oh thank God. I thought you might have….." The guy didn't even acknowledge her existence he wasn't even facing her. She let out a frustrated sigh and walked over to the guy. "Hello are you the guy that called? I'm Officer Serena Tsukino . Are you…..?" She had to look at her notebook. "Are you Ken Mason?"

The figure finally turned his attention to her assuming it was a he.

She shined her light at its face, but it lifted a wing…..no cape in front of its face. All this vampire talk was getting to her now she was imagining things in the dark. Then she lowered her flashlight to a more reasonable level. "Sorry. Are you Ken Mason?"

"No." It was definitely a man. The voice was too low to be a woman's.

"Sir you are on the grounds of a crime scene. Are you aware of that?"

"Do you hear it?" He said disregarding her question and looking around.

"Hear what?"

"The music."

"What music?" Then it became known t her she hadn't noticed it. A light soft song rising from nowhere. She felt her body start to slip into the penetrating music so she tried to block it out.

"If you are not Mr. Mason then who are you?"

"Darien Shields."

"Well Mr. Shields are you aware that you are present upon a…." The music grew a little in her ears she slipped slowly to the ground covering her ears in hopes of blocking the noise out.

But the sound seemed to be coming from within her and when she covered her ears it grew louder.

She uncovered her ears then realized she was shaking. He came up beside her and helped her up. "It can't be can it? I've searched for so long how will I know."

"What are you jabbering about?"

"Same name. Same long hair, blue eyes and beautiful figure." He closed his eyes lost in thought. His hands began roaming her sides touching her everywhere. "Serena." He whispered it so softly she almost didn't hear him.

"Yes." She said softly, the music in her head seemed to cease while she was in his arms.

He just kept talking. "She doesn't remember." He leaped back in anger then lifted his arms into the inky black night. He called out in frustration.

She heard a screech and then she turned her eyes back on him to see him bare his fangs and lower them to her neck. She screamed and turned to run and tripped and he caught her and once again began to lower his mouth to her neck once more.

She woke up sweating bullets, to the sound of her alarm clock telling her it was time for her to get up.

She sighed and said, "Just a dream." 'But everything seemed so real. She shook her head and whispered, "Just a dream." To herself.

Rewiew please. Like I said this story has been on my mind for a while but I wasn't about to start a new one before I finished 'Taking over me.'

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