Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Bewitched, Bewiled, and Bewildered. ❯ Basic Bad Guys ( Chapter 3 )

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chapter 3: Basic Bad Guys

The dark witch snarled into her cup and heaved it across the room. She was in a foul mood.
The daughter and only child of her most hated enemy had just escaped certain death from the
hands of ignorant, supersticious villagrs. With the added fact that Serenity White Jr
snatched the most delicious piece of demon flesh permanently off the market, she was
quite pissed.

"I want to claw that stupid bimbo's eyes out and feed them to my crow!" she shouted,
her voice echoing against the black marble interior.

"PMSing again Beryl?" a snide voice teased from the shadows.

"Oh Shut Up Rubious!" Beryl snapped, trying to ignore the malicious bloood-sucker.

"Tisk, tisk. That's no way to treat an ally now is it?" he chuckled darkly, miandering
towards her. His midnight cape
brushed the tiles, teasingly, as he walked. His fancy clothes and blood ruby pendant
declared loudy his high standing
as a Lord vampire. A most dangerous male indeed. "People problems again? let me
guess... your recipe for revenge or
somthing isn't turning out right."

Beryl hmphed in reply. For years the house of Stones had been fueding and competeing
against the White family. It
started with a simple power struggle between siblings and branched out into two separet
groups, battling each other
for anything and everything. Beryl hated Lady Serenity for having had her expelled
from a posh and prestigious
sorcerers academy and causing her to be banned from all promising magic institutes
and professions. She also despised
the Whites for many other grieviances, the most current being the loss of Darien.

"Why don't you make yourself usefull and kill the annoying brat for me!" Bery snapped.

Rubious laughed, "And make it easy for you? Not bloody likely! You need excersise
Beryl, you're getting soft in your
old age." he grinned and seated himself. "Although I must admit, its all quite
amusing. A young, slip of a girl,
getting herself bonded to an incubus like Darien. I pity the poor fool. If she
doesn't drive him made with her
insepid innocense and purity, he'll surely starve to death." he mused. "I often
wonder what his creator was thinking
when he made darien have those morals and a concious and other silly traits."

"What do I care about that!" Beryl spazzed, "I want him and that blode brat stole
him from me! The only way I can get
him now is to kill her, thereby breaking the bond between them. I need a plan."

"I thought the witch hunters was a nice touch." Rubious said.

"Yes but too umpredictable. A demonic servant could be traced back to me and the
LAST thing i need is a whole
freaking flock of White witches banging at my door." Beryl sighed.

"Yes your decor isn't very inviting." Rubious giggled, "You know you could always
go in person..." he began only
to have her glare viciously at him, "or not, the choice is yours."

beryl muttered and continued to think. Dark skemes were harder than one thought to
create; but she was quite
determined. 'Darien WILL be mine. Make no mistake about that.' she mused evilly.

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That's all i got.

later

Emperor's sis