Hello everyone, I'm back writing fan fics. And unlike my previous stories, I actually intend on finishing this one (yes, i fully intend on finishing the other ones i've started. as soon as i figure out how to end them) This story is the first part in a planned trilogy of blood and violence, so I hope you enjoy it. Oh yeah, I don't own Sailor Moon or it's characters. Now read!

2

Up All Night

Amy was on her way to third period. She had spent some time after class asking the teacher some questions about the assignment. Serena and Lita had gone on ahead of her, and by the time she came out of the classroom, the hallway was almost completely deserted. She began to walk hurriedly down the hall. "Geez, I hope I'm not late," she muttered to herself, "People will think Serena's habits are starting to rub off on me." She was walking so quickly, she didn't see where she was going. Before she knew it, she had smashed into something and fallen to the floor.

"Ow, what did I run into?" Amy looked up and saw that she had crashed into another boy who had been walking in the opposite direction. He had fallen down to, and was in the process of rubbing his head.

"Oh, I…I'm sorry for running into you." Amy said, barely able to hide her embarrassment.

The boy lifted his hand. "It's ok," he said, "I had my eyes closed, so technically, it's my fault."

Amy took a good look at the boy. He was about her age, had short hair, and light, olive skin.

The boy stood up. "Look, since this was clearly my fault, allow me to make up for it by escorting you to class."

"Oh, that would be nice, but wouldn't you be late to class?" Amy asked.

The boy bent over and helped her up. "That's not a problem." He said. "Oh yes, I'm being rude aren't I. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Michael Kurtzman. What do they call you?"

"My Name is Amy Mizuno." Amy smiled as they walked down the hall. "I don't think I've seen you before."

"You probably haven't." Michael nodded. "I transferred here last week. Haven't really met anyone, other than you."

Michael suddenly turned to her. "Wait, you're Amy Mizuno? You're that genius who's smart at everything and stuff, right?"

Amy blushed. "Well, I…I guess I am."

Michael smiled. "Ok then, smarty-pants, if you're so smart, tell me, what's the square root of 81?"

"Umm…It's 9." Amy said.

"Great!" Michael said as he pulled his math book out and began writing in it. "Now, how about the square root of 149?"

"What? I'm not going to tell you the answers to your homework!" Amy cried, barely able to keep herself from laughing. "You should've done it in the first place."

"I wanted to, believe me." Michael sighed, as he put his math book away. "But certain things came up. I was up all night, and before I knew it, it was time to go to school."

"What were you doing all night?" Amy asked.

"Uhh…You know," Michael responded, "Guy stuff." He suddenly turned to her. "Not that kind of guy stuff, something completely different!" He spoke quickly.

"What do you mean by 'not that kind of guy stuff'?" Amy gave Michael a confused look.

Michael blushed even harder. "Err…Well…I was…watching stuff…on t.v. Vanishing Point was on, and I really like car chases, so I couldn't resist watching, you know?"

"Oh, well you shouldn't stay up so late goofing off, because you pay for it in the morning." Amy smiled at him. "Oh, here's my class. I'll see you around sometime, Michael."

"Be seeing you too." Michael said, waving as he walked off. "Crash into me anytime you liked." His last line made Amy laugh as she walked into the classroom. When she was out of sight, Michael sighed, "Crap, sure hope she doesn't think I was mastur-" He place his hand over his mouth before he could utter another syllable.

Lita and Serena were already in the classroom when Amy walked in. Lita spotted her first. "Hey, Amy!" She called, waving her over, "What took you so long. I actually thought you were going to be late this time."

"Hey you guys," Amy said as she walked over to them, "did I miss anything while I was gone."



"Ooh, Lita, tell Amy what you were telling me!" Serena cried out. "You know, about all the stuff that happened last night."

"Why, what happened?" Amy asked, suddenly interested.

Lita leaned in and spoke softly. "Last night, some truck got hijacked. Both of the drivers were killed, and an ancient stone statue was desecrated."

"My God." Amy gasped, "Who would do such a thing."

"I'm not finished." Lita growled. "This morning, four dead bodies were discovered in the park a few miles from here…"

"Oooh, it's sooo creepy!" Serena chimed in. "And get this, according to the police, one of the dead guys had been murdered by the other three. He had his heart ripped open, while the other three were almost completely mutilated. The police say that these guys were performing some kind of satanic ritual, and when they were done, a fifth man came along and killed the remaining three. Isn't that creepy, there may be Satanists running around town!"

"Serena!" Lita yelled. "I wanted to say that!" Before they could finish their argument, the bell rang and they all had to sit down and get ready for class. As she sat down, Amy felt a chill run up her spine. Serena was right, it was creepy.