Author's Notes: Now, before you freak out, I'm alive. Really I am, and things are getting rather interesting in my life. So that's why I haven't updated in awhile, to which I apologize. On another note that is story related, WOW! I can't believe that I am 25 reviews shy of hitting 200 reviews for the first time in my history on fanfiction. So, um, would guys mind helping me out after you're done reading this chapter? Please? :D
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Disclaimer: Sailor Moon still isn't mine! And this story is rated M! Mostly because of language in this chapter, but next chapter be forewarned. There will be lemons!
Hell Bent On Love
By: afallenblackrose
Chapter Eight:
The Past is So Overrated
I woke up, but not with a start like I had earlier that evening. This time when I opened my eyes and registered where I was, my mind drifted back to the dream that seemed to be a continuation of the one I had earlier before the nightmare. Who in the world was Serena Salvatore? And why was Endymion the Devil, in the dream as Lord Endymion Rockwood? My lips formed a straight line as I began to think about everything that had happened since I arrived in Hell. When Mina and I had first arrived, the cause of our deaths had been wrong. Mina and I had both been murdered, but for some reason they thought that we had committed suicide. After everything had been straightened out the Masters, Kunzite and Endymion, had decided that we would become their mistresses instead of being sent to the deepest part of hell. Then there was the kiss that Endymion and I had shared. For some reason it felt so familiar to me. I couldn't understand why, and even now I didn't understand the familiar sensation. And now these dreams had started. Why was I beginning to believe that there might be something more happening here then I originally thought?
I frowned and got out of bed. The only way to find out if my suspicions were true was to do some investigating, and I wasn't going to be able to do that by staying in bed for the day. I slipped into the closet, still taking a few moments to gape at the size, and wondering what in the world the Lord of the Underworld could need such a big closet for. I shook my head and turned to the racks of dresses that was still where they had been the last time I had walked in. I sighed, and picked one out, already missing my jeans and t-shirts. Obviously, with a man who was still used to the sixteenth century where women were made to wear shifts and corsets…I shuddered. Maybe these prom like style dresses wouldn't be so bad…
When I walked out of the bathroom, now changed into the black floor length gown, I realized that I had no idea what had happened to the black stilettos that I had worn the day before and knew that walking around the corridors of hell barefoot wasn't the best idea. I began to snoop through the closet looking for the shoes. You know that saying that you shouldn't snoop through other people's closets because you're not sure what kind of things you could find? Skeletons you'll find, etc? Well, I should have taken that saying more to heart. As I was snooping through the countless black button down shirts and black pants (I mean seriously how many shirts and pairs of pants in the same color does the Devil need?) looking for a pair of shoes that would fit me, I came across a wooden chest. Out of all the things in Endymion's closet that I thought I was going to find, a simple wooden chest wasn't one of them.
I bit my lip not sure if I wanted to open it or not. I should probably respect the Devil's privacy, but the drawback of doing something you know you shouldn't do? You really, really want to do it. I looked behind me to make sure that he hadn't appeared while I was snooping and debating whether or not to open the chest. That's all I needed was for him to find me doing this. I hadn't really seen Endymion's temper, well okay I did but it was only briefly, yet that encounter had ended in a hot and steamy kiss….
Okay, get a grip, Serenity! It won't do to think about that right now. You have bigger fish to fry. Now open the damn box before he shows up and finds out what you're up to. I sighed and turned back to the box. Like I said before, it was a simple wooden chest, but what was Endymion doing with such a simple item in this magnificent closet? I shook my head and opened the lid.
There was a portrait inside the box, and a bundle of letters tied with a pink ribbon that was beginning to fray and discolor. My frown seemed to deepen. Why would the Lord of the Underworld have a bundle of letters and a portrait in a wooden box? Did they hold some sort of meaning to him? Very carefully, I turned the portrait over and felt myself gasp.
It was me. Only it wasn't me, at least it couldn't be me. From what I had heard from the Masters and other Mistresses, Endymion lived during the sixteenth century. There was no way that the girl in the painting was me. I hadn't been alive back then. So who was this girl who looked so shockingly similar to me? I turned it back over, and saw a name that stopped my heart dead in its tracks.
Serena Salvatore, March 5, 1564. The same name of the girl whom I was dreaming about, or who I'd actually been experiencing dreams through. She actually existed. Serena Salvatore was real, and Endymion had been, what? In love with her? I fingered the bundle of envelopes, my curiosity burning to read what they contained…
"What do you think you're doing, Serenity?" A voice asked from directly behind me. My eyes widened and I stood up quickly, totally forgetting that the chest, letters, and the portrait were in my lap. They fell to the floor, the chest making a thudding noise. I turned around, a blush creeping up on my cheeks, when my eyes met….
The other mistresses. I breathed out in relief, and clutched my hand to my chest. "Have you ever heard of this thing called knocking? I thought for sure that you were Endymion!" I exclaimed and bent down to pick up the things I had dropped. Mina and Lita came to help, but Amy and Raye stood by watching at the door, just in case Endymion showed up while we were "cleaning." Lita picked up the portrait I had dropped and stared at it then at me.
"Do you know who this is?" She asked me, her voice very low. Mina who picked up the letters and the chest looked up in alarm. Lita's tone had always been soft and tender since we came to Hell. This tone was harder and had a tint of suspicion in it.
"Serena Salvatore," I nodded my head. "But why does he have a picture of her in this box? And why do I look like her, Lita? Is there something going on here, more than what I was told when I first came?"
Raye, Amy, and Lita exchanged looks, as if they were unsure of what to say to my questions. This just proved my fears. There was something going on here. My dreams about Serena Salvatore and my shockingly similar appearance were related. There had been a motive for Endymion to "save" me from my horrible fate. He believed that I was this Serena Salvatore. But I still didn't understand the connection. Why would he care if I was Serena Salvatore reincarnated? From what I had seen of the dreams, the only thing he wanted Serena for was as another notch in his belt. Or at least that's what Serena believed.
"How do you know about Serena Salvatore?" Amy asked. "We barely even knew about Serena Salvatore until…well, let's just say we were here awhile before we learned the tale of why we were really here. And why the Masters picked us."
"I know about Serena Salvatore, because I've been dreaming about her ever since I've arrived. The last dream, I was at the Autumn Solstice Ball or something and I saw Endymion, only he was Lord Endymion Rockwood. What the fuck is going on?" I was near hysteria. Ever since my death, too much crazy shit was happening. I found out there was actually a Hell, and apparently I look a lot like some girl from the damn sixteenth century that the Devil had lusted after back then. Not to mention I still hadn't gotten over the way I had died, or my rape. If one more thing happened, I was going to explode and have a nervous breakdown. I could feel it.
"Serenity, I think it's time we told you why you and Mina are really here," Lita sighed and motioned for us to join her in the other room. I stayed behind to put the box back where I had found it. There was no need for Endymion to know that I had snooped through his things. I didn't need him to throw another hissy fit. Even though I would really love to have a reason to kick him in the balls again. It would make me feel a whole hell of a lot better.
I walked out of the closet and made my way to the sitting area that I had only walked through the day before. I took a seat next to Mina and we waited patiently for the other three to start. I was curious to know the true reason I was here, as was Mina.
"As you know, Endymion became the Devil over five hundred years ago. But before he became the Devil, he was deeply in love. Her name was Serena Salvatore, and he admitted that at first he wanted her to be just another conquest. But as he got to know Serena better he came to love her deeply. After only nine weeks of knowing each other, he proposed to her and she accepted. However, the night that he proposed, the Devil at the time, a man named Sapphire, approached him and told him that it was his destiny to become the next Devil. Of course, Endymion didn't believe the man, and thought that he was only spinning tales. He threw the man out of his rooms and didn't hear from the man again, even though he had threatened the life of the Lady Serena.
"A few months passed, and on the day of his wedding, the maid who was attending to Serena ran screaming into his room. She couldn't speak, she was so shaken at what she had seen. Endymion, in alarm ran to Serena's room and saw her body on the ground. She was dead. Sapphire appeared holding the dagger that he had used to murder her. In a blind rage, Endymion killed him and was then transported to Hell. He became the Devil." Amy explained.
"But how does that explain why we are here?" I asked.
"We're getting to that," Raye replied. "This leads us to Kunzite. He lived a hundred years after Endymion became the Devil and fell in love with a girl too. Her name was Minako and she was the only one to warm his usually stone cold heart. However, on the eve of their first child's birth, she was brutally murdered by her doctor. In fury, Kunzite killed the doctor and then killed himself knowing that he had nothing else to live for. When he was tried by the Devil himself, he told his story and Endymion took pity on him and saved him."
"But what does that have to do with us?" Mina asked. I looked at her shocked that she had spoken without any fear lacing her voice. Somehow, even though the girls had only gone through Endymion and Kunzite's tales, I had a feeling that I knew how Nephirite, Zoicite and Jadeite's tales went as well. But the question was how was this possible? Could it even be possible?
"Everything, for you see, the reason Kunzite and Endymion chose you was because you resemble their former loves. Serena and Minako didn't show up in Hell, because they were too pure. Over the years, their souls have been reincarnated and with the new centuries, their souls have become less pure."
"But how do they know that we're them?" I asked, feeling it was the only logical question.
"It's because of your names. They are really close to the original names of their loves, and then your appearances. And I'm surprised that you can doubt that you are Serena Salvatore, Serenity, considering you've been having dreams with her in them," Raye pointed out. "I hate to tell you, but they aren't dreams, they're memories from Serena Salvatore's time. That part of her soul is reawakening. Maybe because you've been in such close contact with Endymion?" She muttered this last part and all I could do was stare. A part of me didn't want to believe what she was saying, but the other part reminded myself of everything I had gone through. How could I not believe what she was saying? The probability that this was all bull shit was pretty slim to none. Besides the feelings I was having towards Endymion after only knowing him for such a short period of time were now making perfect sense. It was because I had known him before.
This was just too much for one girl to take. Forget what I said before about being strong willed. My will would have needed to be made of iron to not take a slight blow from this.
"But what about Mina?" I asked. "She hasn't had any dreams of her past life. Have you?" I turned to her and she brought her gaze back from the carpet to my face. They were wide in shock. The answer was plain on her face.
"I did, and I thought I was only going crazy, but now…" she trailed off. "I think I love him, you know. Kunzite, I mean. That first day when he saved me, when he came to his room, he was just so kind and…" she slumped her head into her hands. I patted her on the back in comfort to let her know that she wasn't going crazy that I understood what she was going through. And it was true, I did. I was struggling with the same thing myself.
"Kunzite is going to be real happy to hear that," Amy whispered looking at the other two girls. "But what about you, Serenity? Are you feeling the same about Endymion?"
"I am," I nodded my head. "But I can't tell him that, just yet. Everything is so messed up and crazy. And I barely know him. Sure, Lady Serena knows him, but not all of her memories have reawakened yet."
"We understand," Lita said. "And Endymion will too. How about we leave the two of you by yourselfs for the time being? You probably need the time to think things over…"
Leaving Mina and me by ourselves was the worst idea that those three girls had ever had. Mina decided that she needed time to herself and went to her room that she now shared with Kunzite. I stayed in the same position that I had been in when the girls told us that we were Endymion and Kunzite's former lovers. My mind was on overdrive and I had been staring at the same spot on the carpet for the last two hours. I half expected Endymion to walk through that door, while I was thinking things over. But I didn't want him to. Well, at least, part of me didn't want him to. The other wanted him to walk through that door and then have things get heated rather quickly.
That must be Lady Serena talking, I couldn't help but think to myself. After five hundred years of waiting she probably was getting rather restless. She died a virgin. At least, I think she died a virgin. The only two memories I had were of their first meeting. I had no idea what had happened in between that time and her death, other than the marriage proposal. I sighed and blinked my eyes. My butt was getting rather sore, and I was tired of sitting in the room. I needed to do some more exploring, and I needed to take my mind off of this. Now.
I got up carefully from the sofa and walked towards the door.
The tour did nothing to settle my mind. I kept drifting back to what the others had told me and those damn memories that I had thought were dreams. When did my life become so damn complicated? I couldn't help but think. Sure, back when I was alive, I had been a secretary who had become a contract killer to make ends meet and to pay for my mother's hospital bills. But after everything, this seemed tame. I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes for five seconds.
And that's how Endymion found me.