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AN: It's been brought to my attention that this is story is similar a movie called Legend and after watching it I agree that it is so for the record. I do not own Legend in any way shape or form.

AN: I've decided to repose this after I go through and fix a few things in it and hopefully I'll have the side stories up soon.

Original A/N: OK, I just watched The Last Unicorn again and remembered I stared writing this, I remember things at odd times. I wanted to wait till it was complete before posting, but oh well. Maybe if I get lots of nice reviews I'll finish it. I don't own any thing about Sailor Moon.

Once long ago, before there was such a thing as time, not saying is wasn't there it was just harder to keep track of, the world was shrouded in darkness. Then came the splendor of light, bringing life and love into the Universe, and the Lord of Darkness retreated deep into the shadows of the earth, plotting his return to power...the only was to do this would be by banishing light forever, believe me his tried. There where the vicious storms he sent out, the brainwashing, the pudding incident, not to mention the one time that he had a witch cast a spell that when wrong and he was blue for a month. But precious light is protected, harbored in the souls of unicorns, the most mystical of all creatures, though the dragons disagree, and the leprechauns want a recount. Unicorns are safe from the Lord of Darkness, they can only be found by the purest of mortals... Such a mortal is Serenity and her love Haruka, who live in solitude with the animals of the forest, and is one with the wind.

The young mortal Princess named Serenity loves Haruka with all her being. In their innocence, they believe only goodness exists in the world. Together they will learn that there can be no good without evil... No love without hate... No heaven without hell... No light without darkness... The harmony of the Universe depends on an eternal balance. Out of the struggle to maintain this balance comes the birth of Legends and heroes.

And so it begins...

Beryl pushed the branches out of her way as she crept through the forest; a permanent sneer fixed on her ugly green face. The telltale slimy coarseness of her skin and the grotesque features kept any resident creatures from crossing her path. Beryl took pride in her appearance. Disgusting, she thought, with glee. But, that day was not one to be spent reveling in a repulsive appearance. Beryl had come this way for a reason. Her Lord had summoned her, and she was not one to question orders. She took a great deal of satisfaction in being the favored servant, and if she had it her way one day his queen, though after the hole turning the lord blue doesn't look like she get her wish.

Pushing aside the final branches, she found her destination just a short ways away. The Great Pillar, which actually looked like a tree, a large ugly tree, really creepy tree but a tree none the less. A place of dark worship, the home for such sacrifices as the Dark Lord demanded.

Anger ran its bitter course through Beryl 's veins as she remembered when this had been the focus of the land's attention. Before Light had come... Before goodness and purity had pushed them far into the background, and left the wicked to hide themselves and nurse thoughts of vengeance in cold, clod silence.

Beryl looked around, but the forest creatures had wisely kept their distance. How sad nothing to kill... and the Dark Lord would not be pleased if she were to arrive late. Hissing in frustration, she pushed onward, into the dark mass of decay and rot. Oh, how she savored her visits here!

The Lord of Darkness sat on his throne pensively, as usual. The screams and wails of pain played in the background; even as the sickening-sweet smell of burnt flesh and decaying corpses overpowered the senses. Beryl breathed in deeply and leered as she passed the torture racks, where bodies convulsed and victims begged for release. Ah, suffering such a delightful thing, as long as it was happing to some one else...

"Mother Night," the Dark Lord breathed, leaning back on his throne. He was outlined fully in darkness, a powerful man-like figure sporting large horns, dressed in all black and claws topping his fingers. His white fangs glistened in the blackness that surrounded him. "Fold your dark arms about me. Protect me, in your black embrace. I sit alone, an impotent exile, whilst this force, this presence, returns to torment me!"

The presence of Light... Beryl's anger rose at the words. Her Lord was troubled. She knocked on the great door, though it stood open, respectfully, and the Dark Lord's gleaming eyes snapped open. "Enter!" he roared.

She obeyed, without question. "Ah, Beryl" he said, pleased. "Come closer." She moved forward, until the tip of her long, slimy nose nearly touched his outstretched claw.

" The most loathsome of my minions, are you not?" he demanded.

"Truly, master," she hissed in reply, feeling fierce pride run through her body.

"And is your heart black and full of hate?"

"Black as midnight," Beryl's responded. "Black as pitch. Blacker than the foulest witch, which be me." It was the way of her kind to talk in rhyme. It help with spell or something like that.

"Something... troubles me," the Dark Lord informed her, now looking away.

"I feel a presence in the forest. A force I had mercifully almost forgotten."

"Must be dread indeed," Beryl noted. "To trouble you, my Lord."

"Looking upon these frail creatures," he continued, as though he had not heard her, "one would not think that they could contain such power. One could rule the Universe with it!" His face grew exultant. "You!" he ordered, pointing at Beryl, "Must find them for me! And destroy them!"

"What do they look like, Lord?" Beryl asked.

Immediately, the Lord of Darkness snatched up a twisted parody of a horn, and brought it down crushingly on Beryl 's skull.

"Let this serve to remind you," he hissed. "The creature is crowned with a single spiral, reaching like an antenna straight... to... heaven!"

"I get the point, Lord," She barely managed, through the pain. He dropped the spiral on his tray.

"Bring the horns to me."

"Where should I look, Sire?" Beryl asked, recovering.

"There is only one lure for such disgusting goodness," he sneered. "One bait that never fails!"

"What be this bait?" Beryl asked. "Please, teach me!"

"Innocence," the Dark Lord growled. "Innocence!" Beryl bowed low, and left to do her Master's bidding.

The field was so beautiful, lit by sunlight. Serenity laughed out loud and plunged into it, feeling as careless as if she were only 10 years old again. Grass seeds caught on the fine pale blue and white clothing, but she didn't care. What did it matter that she was supposed to be a Princess? Everything she needed was out here. There were wildflowers growing in the field. 'I wonder if Pu would like some wildflowers?' Grinning, Serenity made her way through the field, gathering up flowers for the woman who had been almost like a second mother to her. 'She could put them in a vase by the window... I'll bet they'd look nice there.'

As the girl occupied herself with those thoughts, other eyes watched her. Beryl glanced away in disgust, to look at her companions -- one, a pig- faced creature with greed and hunger in his eyes; the other, a younger one with a large helmet covering his face. Both had been more than willing to join her mission.

"Maybe innocent," Beryl growled, speaking of serenity. "Maybe sweet. Not half as nice as rotting meat." She spat on the ground, as her companions made affirmative noises.

Unaware of her followers, Serenity finished her gathering and looked up to the cabin just past the field. A plainly dressed woman with a kind face hummed to herself as she hung sheets to dry on a line. The scent of fresh food wafted from within, and Serenity immediately felt hungry. A mischievous smile spread across the young Princess's face as an idea came to her. Hurrying to one side of the woman, she gave her line a sharp yank, bringing it down. She hadn't noticed her yet, so she darted to the door of the cabin and watched.

She put her hands on her hips, annoyed. "Blooming fairies!"

So Pu hadn't guessed it was she. Grinning, Serenity ducked into the cabin, and to the table piled with her cooking. In the cradle by the window, a baby slept. Serenity smiled. This place felt so comfortable... more like home than the palace ever did. She grabbed a biscuit and paced around the table. Then something caught her attention.

The clock, Of course, Serenity had noticed it before -- she'd more than once spent hours watching it, waiting for it to chime and send the little wooden figures out to wonder around their path leading from and back into the clock's mysterious depths. But today, when it chimed, it seemed... different. Serenity crept toward it, watching the familiar carved figurines begin their journey. Somehow, it almost seemed... she saw frost settling around them, little crystals of snow falling onto the frame, and whipping into a frenzied little mini-blizzard. And the figures still continued to move...

"Serenity!" The girl's head jerked up, as a beaming Pu came toward him. "One of your visits is enough to lift my spirits!" She planted a motherly kiss on his cheek. "Come on, have another biscuit."

Serenity glanced back at the clock. The chiming had ended, and it ticked away as usual. No snow, She must've imagined it. With a smile for Pu, she tossed the matter aside and concentrated on her reason for coming. "I don't have time to stay for a visit today, Pu," she said mysteriously.

"Oh?" She raised an eyebrow and smiled, gently teasing her. "Do you have a sweetheart waiting somewhere?" she guessed, all too accurately.

Serenity blushed, then smiled. "Oh no, of course not. I just want to take a perfectly innocent little trip into the forest. That's all."

Pu's smile turned sad. "Serenity, you're almost like my daughter, but... you're high-born. You shouldn't be out here visiting poor folk like me. It's high time you started acting like more of a noble."

Even as she said this Serenity knew that there where something different about Setsuna or 'Pu'. And she didn't care if she wasn't suppose too visit she still would any ways. Serenity sighed. "Come on, Pu, this place is so much more full of life than any palace. You don't know how much I envy you. Your life is so much richer than mine will ever be."

"That's so very sweet of you, Serenity," she smiled.

She grinned then stood. "I really don't have time for this. I need to go." With a hasty peck planted on Pu's cheek, she was out the door and racing down the hill toward the forest.

"You be careful out there, Serenity. I mean it! I doubt she's even listening," she called after her, a warning note in her voice. "Stay away from toadstool rings, and willow trees! And old oaks!"

She laughed at her words and kept going. She didn't know how perfectly safe it was for her in the woods. Nothing could possibly go wrong.

"Ruka-chan!" she called, turning in a circle as she walked. "Ruka-chan, where are you? Haruka?" No answer, Blinking in puzzlement, Serenity continued walking. "Ruka-chan?" A shadow passed by overhead, through the trees. "Haruka! Come on out!" Her heart started to pound rapidly as more unidentifiable sounds came from the surrounding forest. "Haruka, please say something, please..." Serenity's eyes stared to tear up.

Something dropped abruptly from the trees, and Serenity yelled and fell back. "Haruka!" she said indignantly, recovering. "That wasn't funny!" Serenity told her in a pouty voice for being caught off geared then mad look.

The older girl grinned. She was dressed in rags and her dirty blond hair was raggedly cut, but she was the most beautiful thing Serenity could imagine. Even with the smug little smirk on her face.

"I thought it was," she answered, extending an arm to lend a perch for a wild bird. She whistled at it, and it replied sweetly, and then fluttered away.

Serenity beamed, anger forgotten. "You're so cute when you do that, Ruka-chan," she said, moving forward into her lover's arms. "I love you," she added, kissing her quickly.

Behind the concealing bushes, Beryl snorted derisively. 'innocents, love and light' she gave a shudder 'such horrid things'.

"You're always cute," Haruka smiled, gazing affectionately at the shorter girl. She didn't add 'I love you, too'; she never did. But, Serenity thought with determination, she will. And I know she does love me, she just can't say it.

With a smile, the younger girl broke from Haruka's hold, running to step across the stream. "This way, Ruka-chan, come on!" she ordered, glancing back to make sure she was being pursued.

She knew exactly where she'd slow down enough so that her lover could catch her. It was in a grassy patch just by the overhanging ledge above a small pond where Haruka finally grabbed hold of Serenity by the waist, turning her around so their faces were close together. Gently, she lowered her Koneko-chan down onto the soft earth, leaning down over her to press a kiss onto her willing lips. Serenity's arms wrapped around Haruka's neck and they lost themselves in each other, deaf and blind to the world around them.

Holding up Serenity's hand she whistling again "Just like that," Haruka whispered, watching her love's face, as a blue jay parched oh the out stretched hand.

Serenity nodded a look of intense concentration written across her features. She whistled softly to the bird on her hand and it trilled a response. Serenity whistled again, then lowered the bird to the ground and looked back at Haruka for approval. "How was that?"

She was so very beautiful... Haruka smiled, watching sunlight catch on and glint off of Serenity's silver hair. Even under the now-rumpled fine clothes, her form was lithe and perfect. Her luminous baby-blue eyes were soft and full of life. "That was good, Koneko."

Serenity smiled brilliantly and leaned forward, tilting her head enticingly as she studied Haruka. Light reflected off the silver crescent moon pendant hanging around her neck, and Haruka watched in fascination.

Serenity followed her gaze. "Do you like it?". Haruka nodded still watching the light play on the pendent. She pulled the object over her head and held it out. "It's yours"

Haruka shook her head. "I couldn't..."

"I could." Serenity grinned and hung the pendant around Haruka's neck. "It's yours, Haruka." Leaning forward, the light reflecting from the shimmering metal onto Haruka's face... "There. Now you can have something to remember me by when I'm not here."

"You like it?" Serenity asked, so innocently. she smiled softly as she continued to play with the pendant as it now hung around her loves neck.

Haruka's heart melted. "I could never forget you."

"And I Ruka-chan could never forget you... Let's never be apart," Serenity said suddenly. "Haruka... Tell me what you have planned for us. Tell me what we're going to do with the rest of our lives."

A smile tugged its way across Haruka's face. "Not today," she answered, shaking her head.

Serenity pouted. "Why not?"

She was so beautiful... Haruka wanted to show her something just as beautiful... So she could see. "Because," she answered, "I've got something special I want to show you."

Serenity's eyes lit up with curiosity, and Haruka pulled her to her feet. "But we have to go right away, or they'll be gone before we get there." She folded a piece of cloth lengthwise a few times, and held it out toward Serenity's face.

"Don't you trust me, Haruka?" Serenity asked teasingly, as the older girl tied the blindfold around her head.

"I trust you, Koneko," Haruka answered, with conviction. "But I don't want anything to happen to you." She left it at that. 'And I shouldn't be doing this, but I have to... because I love you. Because I want you to see them.'

Beryl beady eyes never left the pair. As they started to move off, she gestured to her companions to follow.

"Here we are." Haruka sat Serenity down in the bushes by the stream, and gently untied the blindfold. The younger girl blinked for a moment, and then gasped in awe at her surroundings. A crystalline stream ran lightly over smooth rocks, barely whispering as it did. The scene was highlighted by the sun and set off on all sides with flowers and trees. It was a painter's dream, unmatched in its perfect, natural beauty. Serenity's eyes were full of wonder. "Ruka..."

"Shh." Haruka smiled. "They're coming." She pointed upstream where two figures danced, coming closer.

Their pure white coats glistened in the sunlight, and the sounds they made sounded very much like the laughter of children. Mystical and of course beautiful. Haruka felt a familiar sense of peace drifting over her as they drew closer. At this close distance, one could see the graceful, white horses' bodies, splashing playfully through the water. A feeling of happiness radiated from them as warmth did from a fire. Their proud, silver and gold horns sparkled in the light, adding the right touches to the silvery blue droplets of water that scattered the air.

"Do you speak their language?" Serenity asked, in a hushed, almost reverent whisper.

She shook her head, smiling. "I've never heard them speak. They just... express. Usually things like light and laughter. I'm sure they've never known darkness or evil."

Serenity stood then, and Haruka glanced at her in puzzlement.

"I want to see them up close," she breathed, and hurried down toward the unicorns eagerly.

Panic coursed through Haruka. "Serenity, no!" she hissed. "You can't!"

Her love was already stepping into the stream. Haruka watched fearfully, frozen in place. Her heart pounded hard as her love approached the closer of the two unicorns -- the male the one with the gold horn, Haruka noted, through her fear. Oh, please no, Koneko...

Behind the bushes to the side, Beryl pried opens a grotesque-looking plant. She dipped the tip of her dart into the poisonous liquid within and made a satisfied noise -- in anticipation.

Haruka watched Serenity reach her hands out to the unicorn, eyes wide with an innocent joy. It stepped toward him, drawn by something -- perhaps an element in her soul. As if hypnotized, she moved forward slowly. The scene was so amazingly beautiful that Haruka nearly cried. But she couldn't watch this. It wasn't right.

Beryl slid the dart into her weapon. Beside her, the pig-faced goblin -- Yumcha-- snorted in excitement. "You'll spook the beast and spoil the trap!" she hissed at him, readying the weapon.

Serenity's eyes softened in absolute contentment as the unicorn's muzzle fell softly onto her fingertips. It was the loveliest thing Haruka had ever seen. But she couldn't watch this. Turning, she faded back into the woods.

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