Alone

Mimete shriek with achievement. She'd done it. She knew who held the purest heart crystal with enough energy to sustain Mistress Nine. She was surprised she hadn't thought of it before.

Smiling, she turned towards the screen, a great smile on her face at the achievement. And there, on the large fuzzy screen, stared a young blonde with cerulean blue eyes, and long golden hair tied up in two unmistakable buns.

"I've foundyou at last, Sailor Moon, or should I say, Tsukino Usagi. Your heart Crystalwill make Mistress Nine unstoppable!"

The cackle thatflooded down the hallway was terrible to behold. Especially to those large purple eyes right outside the door. Those eyes that shivered through the darkness.


Haruka smirked as she walked through the crowded lobby, her gait imperative strides, each equal and regulated. Long fingers curled into a fist. This was her chance. Maybe her last.

"Which room did you say?"

"319," replied the guardian of time. Haruka nodded silently and moved onwards up the stairs. Michiru taking the elevator. While Setsuna stood watch on the ground floor. They would get their revenge.

Easily, the famous racer made her way up the stairs before coming to a long pale green hallway. Haruka smirked evilly while walking down the plushy carpet.

336... 328... 322... 321...320... 319.

"Ah, 319"

"Who first?" Looking over her shoulder she gave her a look that clearly answered the question.

Knocking, she watched in amusement as a young dark haired man opened the door, that is, before slamming it shut immediately after.

But she held it open. Watching the fear that crossed his face humored her greatly. This fool didn't know fear. But she'd be willing to show him. O she'd show him good.

"Hello Mamoru," she drawled out, forcing open the door and entering. Michiru right behind her.

"What the... How'd you..."

"How did we what, Chiba? Speak up, we can't hear you. Must be those damn sirens, from the policemen you sent after me... You remember that don't you?"

He gulped and backed away, Michiru quietly closed the door. She just smiled maliciously. This was the man who had hurt Usagi. This was the man who had stolen her away. Who had bad mouthed Michiru."

"Get out of my apartment!" trembled the young man. Haruka just ignored him and sat on the couch. He raced towards the door but tripped on her outstretched leg. Falling comically to the ground.

Michiru smirked at the fallen boy and pulled him to eye level with her. Eyes whispering pain.

Haruka couldn't hide the smirk at the pain he was about to feel. No one messed with Michiru. No one.

"Hello Chiba-san."

He seemed to quiver into a little worm at those words, becoming obedient. Like a puppy. Michiru did have a way with words.

His reply was interrupted by a small beep. Haruka rolled her eyes and opened the communicator, only to see Sailor Pluto's worried face.

All annoyance quickly faded.

"Setsuna-san?"

"Ruka, you and Michi get here quick," spoke the woman rapidly, all suffixes lost in herrapid message. "The princess is in danger. Hurry."

The click of the disconnection had her turning in fear towards Michiru, who was already moving. They looked towards the dark haired man to see him to pale.

They headed towards the door when something pink caught their eye. Out of his pocket he pulled a rose, and in a flurry of a cape, he was the Tuxedo Kamen.

They looked at each other before pulling out a small pen.

"Uranus Star Power"

"Neptune Star Power"

All three flew out a window, uncaring that people below stared at them in awe, prancing from rooftops flying through the air. Each cared for only one thing.

Tsukino Usagi.


Ikuko cried once more as she drove home. She'd had absolutely no luck in finding her daughter. None at all. What if something had happened to her? What if she was hurt? She could have been raped, killed, tortured, and she wouldn't know!

She parked the car and walked inside her house. Well aware of the burnt kitchen and the ruined wallpaper.

She'd left the skillet on when she ran from the house that morning, looking for Usagi. Her dearest little Usagi. O how she loved her little Usagi. She was all she had left. Everyone had left her. Shingo killed. Kenji had run off after the loss of his son, drowning himself in his work...

And now Usagi had left as well.

The tears poured and she crumpled on the ground.

She had lost the most precious thing in the world to her. She'd lost her daughter, driven her away with her own hand.

She stared down at the putrid appendage.

The limb that had cost her her daughter.

"Tsukino-san?" the soft voice from behind her caught her unaware. She turned to find out who she was talking to, only to find a small dark haired child with large violet eyes. Eyes that spoke of pain and fear. Eyes that reminded her so much of her dear Usagi... Her little Usagi...


Princess Aphrodite let the power surround her, flow through her. It was like waves of energy were thrusting in and out of her body. Spearing her with its majesty.

And then it was calmed again, and in the place of Aino Minako stood Sailor Venus, guardian deity of the lunar princess. She was the warrior of love.

Taking off, she felt the wind push back her long strands of golden sunlight. Sometimes compared in beauty to the Moon Princess herself. But she, in her mind, would never compare.

She was a warrior first and foremost. A fighter.

Frills and curls were for their lady, not themselves. They worked in the dirty, grimy truth of reality.

And the reality was hitting hard. She needed to hurry. Her princess was in trouble, and she would be damned if she lost her once more. Not again. Never again.

They had failed her once. They had not been strong enough.

The crystal on her chest emitted a blinding light.

She would not loose her again.

Never again.


Usagi's head turned quickly as she saw the monster. Locket in hand and a blast of butterflies, she parried the blow meant to end her life. Scepter firmly in hand.

"Found you, moon brat."

She glanced up, noting immediately that she was surrounded. By not one, but three deadly daimons.

"In the name of the moon, I won't forgive you!"

"Tough luck love," screeched another, diving down towards her, arms outstretched in a sweeping motion. She jumped back on instinct, deadly claws ripping her skirt slightly.

"Moon Tiara Action"

The tiny disk of power was crushed easily. She stumbled back in fear.

"Crescent Beam!"

A blast of golden light interrupted the monsters advance, and from the shadows peeled forth a majestic figure whose eyes spoke of deadly promises.

"Another of you?"

"I am Sailor Venus!"

The three shared a look before one that looked remarkably like a cat ran towards the orange suited Senshi.

"Supreme Thunder!"

The monsters were getting annoyed. Now evenly matched, they split themselves three ways. A large beaver waddling towards Sailor Moon, while A fire bird attacked Sailor Jupiter.

The battle became even more deadly when three more Senshi showed up. But with them came two larger, angrier monsters.

"Fire Soul!"

"Shabon Spray Freezing!"

"Moon Spiral Heart Attack!"

The fight was getting disastrous. More and more creatures were appearing. And the Senshi were tiring. Their limbs growing weak with weariness matched unevenly.

Just as defeat seemed almost unavoidable, Three figures appeared, tall and regal and strong.

"Dead Scream!"

"Deep Submerge!"

"World Shaking!"

She smiled welcomely as the figures moved into the light. Gasps of thankfulness taking over the Senshi. Sailor Jupiter fell to her knees.

Sailor Moon felt a renewed sense of hope flow through her.

Uranus was okay...

Everything would be fine...

A pair of warm arms encircled her and she felt safe once more. That is, until those arms grew nails that plunged into her arms. Red liquid sweeping down her arms.

"Got you,"


Hotaru explained quickly as they drove. Her eyes worried for the endangered woman who lit her darkness.

What if she was to late?

What if something had happened?

What if she was hurt?

She didn't even know where Usagi-san was! But somewhere within her, the darkness confided. Whispering answers to the questions that plagued her.

She wanted... Needed to save Usagi-chan.

She had to...

Tears were leaking from her eyes as they sped through the traffic. Tsukino-san was very nice. She'd found her easily, thankful for the old phone book her father had once hid in case emergency.

She wished her father were here to help.

She wanted him to help her. To hold her and tell her everything would be okay. She wanted everything to be fine. Like it used to be.

She wanted Usagi-san to be okay.

"Left!" she called, the words popping from her mouth on their own accord.

She prayed to any kami-sama out there they were right and that she wasn't to late.

The car lurched and then as though a misty fog had cleared, she gazed out with raised breath as she watched three balls of light collide against a gang of monsters.

Decapitating most of them.

She heard Tsukino-san's breath hitch.

"Usagi..."

Looking over, she saw just in time as a large cat grabbed the blonde. Fear rushed through her and the world around her slowed.

Usagi-san was in trouble. She might die. Might join the angels.

She felt her heart speed up. She didn't want to loose another. She didn't want to be alone. Not again. She didn't want to be alone in the darkness.

A small light distracted her for a moment, but the slamming of the car door took her by surprise. Looking over, she watched the blue haired woman race forward. Her light brightening instantly and shinning with a purity that surprised her. At the same time a dark black light erupted from a different daimon's chest. Sending a laser of darkness towards Usagi-san.

Hotaru's scream mixed in with that of the participants of the battle. A melancholy of anger, fear, and love.

Tsukino-san's body crumpled to the ground.

Black eyes leaking her requiem.