Thank you reviewers, you guys definitely helped push me to getting this edited and posted sooner rather than later.
Just wanted to mention that this is the darkest story I've ever written, so I'm not entirely sure if I'm doing it well or not. If not, sorry =/
And I do apologize to those who cannot put up with its darkness. I write about what I write about, I'm not going to change that. So please, if you don't like it, you can just exit out.
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And I'll shut up so you guys can go on reading!
Chapter 3: Complications of Defiance
Scott arrived at the house early in the morning, his plan laid out. He had been working tirelessly the night before, securing the house he had gotten. It'd be the perfect place to take Usagi. Except when he entered the house, he was annoyed to find it empty. No doubt the girl had gotten the kids out. She'd been terrified of his plan, though she knew absolutely nothing about it, and she wouldn't- till he got her and dragged her to his house. But great, now he'd have to stake out those damn girlfriends of hers. She'd probably gone to hide with them, but he knew how she worked all too well. She would come with him; he would make her go with him. He loved the power she gave him when she would get terrified of his plans, most of which she should have been scared of.
But he couldn't stand the bunch of her friends. Something about the girls made him want to roast them on spits and then leave their charred remains for the dogs to eat- …unless she had gone to Mamoru's to have a little friendly time with her boyfriend. His eyes narrowed till they were slits. If she had gone to Mamoru, he would make her pay.
He was leaving the house as an approaching figure caught his eye. Her long black hair billowed behind her wildly, and he could feel the animosity rolling off of her. Rei had always sensed something off about him, but she had been polite. He had a feeling that was coming to an end. She walked straight to him, staring him down as she did, her eyes not losing their fury.
"Scott." Her voice was chilling and cold, somehow sending chills up his spine at the difference of her usual tone and the tone now. She was usually all fiery and loud, but the coldness in her voice now suddenly made him feel a jolt of fear for himself.
"Hi, Rei," he said amiably, "What's up?"
Her hand moved faster than he could see, smacking him harshly, sending him teetering backwards in surprise. "How dare you," she spat dangerously, "How dare you touch Usagi like that!" Scott's eyes narrowed at her, standing straighter and taller than he had previously. He towered over her slight form, but she raised her head defiantly, "You will not go near her, ever again"
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Rei," he said coldly, he bent slightly so his face was in hers, "But if I did, I'd stay out of it if I were you," he said deathly quiet, his eyes smoldering on hers angrily
Rei stood defiantly, but her eyes flashed in fear for a millisecond. But he didn't miss it, and it only made him smile coldly. She was too proud to show her fear of him, but she did fear him.
"Stay away from her, or you'll have all of us to deal with," she spat angrily, sounding angry at herself for feeling fear, however small it had been, "And believe me, Scott. You won't get out of that easily"
"We'll see about that, Rei," he sneered, almost laughing at her. She thought she could stop him? No one would stop him. Not with what he had in mind for his precious Usagi. She saw the laugh in his eyes, and her body shook in fury.
"We will stop you- and you'll wish you'd never even laid eyes on Usagi"
This time he did laugh- and loudly, just laughing at the hilarity of it all. She'd make him wish he'd never laid eyes on Usagi? That would never happen. Her hand lashed out again as his cold laughter increased, but before the hand reached his face, a cold hand flashed out and caught it millimeters from his face. His grip tightened dangerously, causing her hand to go limp as she glared at him angrily.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," he whispered dangerously. He backhanded her across the cheek, sending her sprawling on to the pavement, "You don't know what I'm capable of, Rei. Keeping you quiet is the least of my worries"
She sat up, holding her cheek where a bluish-purple bruise would soon form but was now the pretty color of red, "Is that how you hit her?" she spat, "You sick bastard"
"No, if I hit you like I hit her," he said, sneering down at her, "You'd have to crawl back to your little girlfriends."
She stood up slowly, glaring at him with the most fury he had ever seen in her eyes. He smiled, fury was such a perfect emotion. It blinded thought, love, even ruled out of the mind, and Rei would be no exception. She muttered something under her breath, her hand gripping something in her deep pockets, and he heard a whisper.
"Mars Crystal Power, Make Up!"
Light suddenly flared from within her, sending Scott careening backwards. He looked up in wonder as red flames surrounded her. His eyes widened, what the hell was going on? Had she burst into fire? He wondered as she went through a transformation phase, flames blowing around her dangerously. Every fiber of his being screamed at him to run, but something else, deep in the recesses of his mind told him to stay put- that he could handle what would come. He couldn't see how he could, not when Rei was Sailor Mars- which was now obvious as the Sailor Senshi glared at him. He had heard of all of the monsters and such she and the other Sailor Senshi had destroyed, what would he pose to them?
"Rin, Pyo, Tou, Sha, Kai, Jin, Retsu, Zai, Zen," she hissed, her eyes closed and hands clasped together, fingers pointed upwards, "Akuryou Tai-san!"
A piece of parchment flew at him and he raised his hand in an attempt to block it, but upon touching him, a sudden screeching sound filled the air, wind billowed around them. The parchment burst into black fire as it fell to the ground, shaking as if it was alive.
Scott watched with wide eyes as the same thing happened to Rei- okay, Sailor Mars- and she collapsed onto the ground, finally still once the parchment smoldered into ashes.
"Huh?" he asked, looking down at the collapsed Senshi, "What just happened?" He shrugged to himself as he bent down and gathered the Senshi in his arms. If she had collapsed, he'd only use it for his advantage. He'd just thought it would have been harder.
She didn't open her eyes, her head lolling back dangerously he tightened his hold on her. He entered the house, slamming the door behind him with his foot. It couldn't have worked out more perfectly for Rei to come to him. It definitely meant Usagi would be by to check and make sure Rei wasn't with him. But that wasn't the most of concern to him at the moment. Sailor freakin' Senshi? That obviously meant Usagi was- holy shit! She was Sailor Moon! The power load of the goddamned Senshi. Having her within his arms would give him unlimited power as well as everything else he got from her. He smiled, whatever Rei had wanted to do, she hadn't done it, she had made him want Usagi more. If that was even possible.
His mind turned back to the more pressing matter, how he was supposed to handle Sailor Senshi. Mars was apparently inept at doing much of anything, but from what he had heard in the past about the Senshi was that they got the job done. That only meant he'd have to find a way to gather his own force. Trickier than he thought it might be, if only he could just stop Usagi from using her powers, without them, the Senshi wouldn't get anywhere.
Then there was Tuxedo Mask to worry about. He sneered at the picture that formed of the superhero. He had always had a dislike of the man, way before now. Having it revealed that it was Mamoru behind that prissy mask, his hate towards the superhero grew to an unlimited height.
For now he'd have to trust that Usagi hadn't told anyone other than Rei- and that she wasn't planning on it. He had her wrapped around his finger. She'd do anything he asked, in the end. She loved Chibi-Usa and Shingo too much; she'd never put them in danger for herself. And he wouldn't hesitate to kill either of them. They annoyed him anyway. The way they woke up at random times during the night and shuffled to Usagi to have her console them. The way Usagi constantly worried about them. He knew the only reason they annoyed was that he was jealous of them, but he wouldn't have to deal with that soon enough. When he took her away from all of them, he wouldn't have to worry about anyone taking her away from him.
He pulled rope from his knapsack and tied Sailor Mars' hands and feet. He chucked her onto his bed, not bothering to readjust her, or make her comfortable. He didn't owe her anything- and he didn't care highly whether her neck was in a cramped position, or that her arm was bent in an improbable and probably very painful angle.
He settled into the chair, flipping out his cell phone and dialed Ikuko, wondering where Shingo and Chibi-Usa were. Knowing where they were would make his life a lot easier.
Ikuko rambled off for a little while, obviously under pressure at her office and Scott listened patiently, and then finally asked the question. Once she finally told him, he disconnected. That woman was such a tool. It had taken him nothing to get her to invite him into her house. Then again, Ikuko Tsukino was a very optimistic person. She thought that the world was a good place, full of happiness and easy steps. She was like Usagi in that way. They were too trusting. It had been their downfall. Then, grinning at the ease of everything, he dialed Usagi and left a message on her voicemail. It wouldn't be too long of a wait now.
**
Usagi grimaced at the house. It was supposed to be a home, instead it was all her fears and anguish. She entered it quietly finally; walking intently to the room she hated most of all. Sailor Mars was collapsed on the bed in an awkward position, her breath fluttering her hair on her face quietly. She growled at the bruise forming across Rei's cheek. Thick rope was wound around her hands and ankles tightly, obviously chafing her skin roughly as the slight red shone from the pale tone. She immediately took a step towards Mars.
"Stop right there," his hateful voice said and she turned to the lounging chair beside the bed, where Scott sat, watching contentedly. She wanted to ignore his words and rush to the fallen Sailor Mars, her heart hurting for her friend. She wanted to untie her and carry her away from this dreadful place and forget that any of this had ever happened. But she knew she couldn't. Scott's words rang in her mind and his orders were so burned into her that she stopped.
He smiled, his eyes gloating at her following of his orders. Though at the number of times she did it, she'd thought he'd be over that. But he never was, it was like every time he broke her pride, it was the first time. "So, Sailor Moon? Finally decided to show up?"
"What did you do to her?" she asked quietly, a glare darkening her features, "If you touched-"
"She's knocked out," he said, waving his hand, "But I didn't do anything"
"You expect me to believe that!?" she spat, her hand clenching the broach in her pocket.
"I don't rightly care if you do or don't, really," he said, his tone amused, "But apparently you all have something to fear from me"
"You're nothing," she spat, "We've handled much worse than perverted shit like you"
"Ah, ah," he said, raising his finger, "Language, Bunny"
Her face reddened in fury, "My name is Usagi," she hissed. She had never felt more fury for the monster in front of her. "Get that through your thick head- or wait, you do your thinking with your dick"
He smiled, "You seem to like its words. It talks to you constantly," he rose, stepping towards her threateningly, "Want to have a chat?"
Her eyes narrowed furiously and she grasped her broach, whipping it out of her pocket. He knew, what was the difference now? "Moon Crisis, Make Up!"
Bright light flashed through the room, and within seconds Sailor Moon was standing before Scott, her hands in her trademark-fighting pose.
"Ah," he said, raising his hand threateningly as she came at him, she stopped fearfully, afraid of his hit. He smiled at her fear for herself- despite the fact that she was in her Sailor Moon form- and whipped out his knife, and faster than Usagi could see, he had it bent by Sailor Mars' throat, "You might not want to do anything stupid"
Usagi nearly slapped herself for not making sure Rei was safe first, instead of fearing for herself. His hand wouldn't have done anything lasting- but it had always been her first reaction to flinch when he raised his hand near her, since most of the time when he did that, she was the one who got the hit.
"Leave her alone," she spat, stepping closer. Scott merely pressed the knife deeper into the neck of Sailor Mars, a small cut forming on the pale skin. She raised her hands in surrender, "Don't!"
"How'd she find out?" he asked coldly, not moving from his position.
"She has control over the Great fire," Sailor Moon said, her hands shaking in fear for Rei, "She saw it"
"Do the others know?"
"No!" she cried, fear present in her eyes, "They have no idea!"
"Unless she told them," he said, glancing down at Mars hatefully, his hand itching to slice-
"She didn't!" Moon cried, stepping forward fearfully,
"Stay where you are," he hissed, his eyes flashing to her. Sailor Moon froze, raising her hands once again. He glared at her murderously, "Look what you've done! Ruined everything I made"
"I didn't mean to," she said shakily, meaning it. She hadn't wanted anyone else in danger.
"Now someone's going to have to pay," he said, his eyes on hers angrily
"No! Please! Nothing's going to change-"
"And how is it not going to change?" he spat, indicating at the girl below him, "When this shit knows everything"
"She'll- she'll keep quiet!" Sailor Moon tried, she had to- Scott's knife pushed deeper into the neck, "She will!"
The position Scott was in, he had no view of Sailor Mars' face, and thus, had no idea that Mars had awoken silently, her eyes meeting fearfully with Sailor Moon's. Sailor Moon kept her face on Scott's, knowing he would immediately realize Mars was awake if she hinted it at all.
"I don't believe you," he hissed
"It's the truth," she pleaded, her eyes flickering to Mars's eyes once again, "Please"
He removed the knife from her throat, sitting against the bed, glancing away in fury. Sailor Moon used the moment to nod her head at Sailor Mars, who immediately burnt the rope constricting her arms and feet and jumped away from the bed, turning in midair to land skillfully by Moon, fight ready.
Scott merely glanced up, his eyes flashing in anger- and fear. Something Usagi had never seen in his eyes before. She reveled in it, stepping closer to him, her arms ready for an attack.
He stood silently, tensing for anything that came. He looked at Sailor Moon expectantly, "Well?"
She grit her teeth, wanting nothing but to step forward and punch him- but in her Senshi form, she was exponentially more powerful than a mortal, and one hit could immediately kill the man in front of her. It was different for her to attack in defense, but to attack an unarmed man, given he had a knife- but at the point it was as useless as a fork, was against the rules the Senshi had set for themselves. They didn't harm mortals. She couldn't do it.
He smiled condescendingly at her, knowing exactly what was going through her mind at the moment, "You're weak"
And he seized the knife tightly and slashed her bare arm, leaving a deep cut. She cried out in pain and clutched it with her opposite hand. She glared at Scott, and made to kick him, but he evaded it easily.
"Sailor Moon!" Mars cried, running forward.
"This won't stop me, I'll still have you" he spat, heaving Moon backward so she fell and slammed into Mars, pushing the both of them onto the floor.
"No!" Sailor Moon shouted, attempting to stand, but finding herself unable to while tangled up with Mars.
Scott waved and jumped through the open window, sailing a good few feet through the air and landed easily on his feet. Of course he had planned for every option- such as the one where he was forced to run. He had calculated his jump perfectly and landed by his car. He opened the door swiftly, and seizing the keys already in the ignition, roared off with only one destination in mind.
Sailor Moon growled in anger as the car sped down the street, heading away from them faster than they could even imagine following. Mars detransformed tiredly, groaning, "What the hell happened?"
"I showed up to find you collapsed on the bed!" Moon cried, and following Rei's lead, she detransformed, "What the hell did you come here for!?"
"I was only coming to threaten him…" Rei said, looking away from Usagi and wiping her neck from the blood that had dripped from the cut, "But I think I got carried away"
"What did he do?"
"I don't know," Rei whispered, her eyebrows furrowing as she tried to remember. A lance of pain shot through her head and she winced, "I remember using my anti-evil parchment- and then it goes blank"
Usagi groaned again, and looked down at her arm, which was still bleeding heavily, "This sucks"
"We're going to have to tell the others," Rei said softly, handing Usagi a cloth lying on the floor for her wound, "He knows who we are- that puts us all at a risk." Rei escorted Usagi to her room and then to her bathroom, where she took out the First Aid kit.
Usagi sat on the edge of the tub, holding the blood soaked cloth in her hands as Rei cleaned the wound, wincing slightly as the antiseptic hit her skin. "Fine. But we keep Shingo and Chibi-Usa under watch at all times"
"Of course," Rei said absently as she began dressing the wound. She finished quickly and quietly. All of the girls were skilled at the dressing of wounds, as they had had much practice in the last few years- what with being Sailor Senshi and getting wounded all the time. Rei patted Usagi on her shoulder once she was done, "It'll be alright." Usagi flinched away, her eyes expressing her worry.
"Watch the wound, Rei." But she was flinching from the contact- not the pain. She didn't care about the pain. It was the idea that now she had to face the others with what she had done. They'd never look at her the same again. She'd always be the one who was raped, the one who gave up her virginity to someone other than her lover.
She looked down at the cloth in her hands, surprised to see one of her own t-shirts drenched in blood. A shiver went through her unexpectedly as she looked at it. She shook her head, and chucked it into the garbage pail. "Let's get back to the temple," Rei said, sorrow in her voice, "We can call everyone there."
It was a silent walk as Usagi refused to talk to Rei as they walked. Her mind was still flitting around, trying not to imagine Mamoru's sickened face as he heard the truth about what had happened to her. The steps up to the temple tired her out; the blood loss must have been getting to her head.
"Usagi-san!" Yuuichirou called brightly, "Ohayo!" his eyes went to Rei, "Rei-san! What happened? You're hurt!" his eyes were worriedly on the bruise on Rei's face. He was used to Rei coming home bruised, but they had rarely been on her beautiful face.
"Go away, Yuuichirou," Rei said tiredly, "Make us some tea or something." He deflated when Rei spoke, but turned his eyes back to Usagi expectantly.
"Chibi-Usa must have forgotten her shoes when she left, would you like me to-"
"Left?" Usagi hissed, "What do you mean she left?"
Yuuichirou's eyes furrowed, "She wasn't in when I brought tea for you three, and her stuff was gone, but her shoes are still here. I assumed she had gone with the two of you"
Upon hearing the words, her world spun. She pushed Yuuichirou out of the way and ran to Rei's room. Her eyes widened at the missing body under the blanket, then swiveled to the shoes, thrown haphazardly in the corner of the room. Her knees buckled and she crumpled to the floor.
"No," she whispered brokenly, "Chibi-Usa…"
Rei clambered into the room, her eyes wide as well. She picked up the paper lying on the bed where Chibi-Usa had been sleeping the night before. Reading it once, her eyes closed. When she opened them once again, she dropped the letter before Usagi on the floor. Usagi didn't need to pick it up to read it, the words were scrawled in a hurry, angry strikes on the stark white sheet.
Bunny,
Tell anyone else our secret, and Chibi-Usa dies.
I'll be contacting you with my demands very soon.
I'm watching you- and Rei, so don't try anything.
Love,
Scott
Her mind buckled under the pressure surrounding her. Her arm lanced in pain, but she didn't respond to it, her mind thinking of one thing, and one thing only: Chibi-Usa.
The child's beautiful and bright face was the only image in her mind, when her eyes clouded over and her mind collapsed within itself as she fainted to the ground.
So, whadya think? Don't hold back in the reviews, chew me out for not having Scott beaten to a pulp, or for getting Chibi-Usa kidnapped. I absolutely love responding to reviews, so if you have anything to say, you can pretty much expect a response from me! Or, if you just want to show your support, that'd be awesome!
Also, quick mention, I started a new story along with this one: In Darkness. That's also written in sort of the same way as this, so if you guys want to check it out, please do!
Thanks again for reading! :)
