Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Dementia Concerto ❯ If you Belonged to Me... ( Chapter 2 )

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Dementia Concerto

A Sailormoon Fanfic by Q.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailormoon. Quite honestly, I don't want to own Sailormoon. I do however, own Grey Haze, and Princess Erycandrea/Sailor Cassiopeia. Please don't use them without my permission. To learn more about Haze, please go to http://www.geocities.com/asylumrpg . You could also go to my Mediaminer gallery. http://www.mediaminer.org/user_info.php?id=3601 Or email me at Q_slash@hotmail.com

This work of fan fiction was inspired by the songs that just happened to be playing while writing or editing the work. For An interesting effect, listen to the songs, while reading the story, though it is not required. Enjoy.

Part II

If you belonged to me - Travleing Wilburies

"Waltzin' around a room at night, in someone else's cloths, you always come out of everything, smelling like a rose. You hang your head, your heart is filled with so much misery. You'd be as happy as you could be if you belonged to me"

"Haze!" the princess Barked, holding out her hand. "My Transformation necklace!"

Haze Snapped to attention, and tossed the necklace to her princess.

Erycandrea caught it and slipped it on "Cassiopeia! Star! POWER! MAKE UP!"

In a fury of lights, magic, sparkles and interesting poses, Erycandrea transformed into Sailor Cassiopeia.

Haze watched the display in admiration.

Two slender, crystal scimitars formed in Cassiopeia's hands, and she began to move her body in an elegant battle dance.

Haze watched in admiration, yes, like she always had, but this time, the admiration was dulled. Ever since The Princess had called her a fool.

It was strange to Haze, how she found herself unable to let that go. Maybe because it was such an idiotic reason to blow up at the handmaiden. Or maybe because Haze found herself undeserving of the scolding.

Or maybe it was the bittersweet feeling that arose in the pit of Haze's chest when Erycandrea yelled at her. In that moment past, Haze look into the Princess's eyes, and saw a condescending look, full of hate, contempt, and irritation. Had Haze seen that look to the Princess's eyes before?

"Now Haze!" The Princess barked.

Handmaiden Haze snapped from her thoughts, back to the real world, and saw Sailor Cassiopeia running out of the training room doors, down the halls and out the palace.

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Haze couldn't quite explain the urge to follow her princess. Nonetheless, she had indeed followed. Grey Haze crested the hill just in time to see the Senshi of Cassiopeia call her twin crystal scimitar and facing the Monster.

The beast was about nine feet tall, muscular, yet lean. Long claws growing from each finger. Long, dark blue hair snaking down his hunched back. Eyes which glowed an electric green watched the sailor senshi's every move.

Crossing the sword blades over one another, the soldier cried out to the monster "Cassiopeia! Crystal! Helix!" And out shot twin beams of light, entwining together like a helix as they flew towards the monster.

Their was a bright flash as the beams hit the beast square in the chest. The monster froze, he felt every muscle under his tanned flesh seize as his body struggled against the blast of power. Gritting his teeth, and clawed toes digging into the earth, his body slowly adapted to the blast. Not only did he adapt, but the power sunk into his pores, and he absorbed the energy, grinning fiercely at the soldier.

The monster snickered in its fork-on-gravel voice, waving the Senshi away with its clawed hand.

Cassiopeia levitated about ten feet into the hair in a breath, then found herself flung backwards at an accelerated rate. The breath in her lungs burst out past her lips in a strong gasp as she hit a wall with enough force to crack the bricks.

Haze watched from her vantage point on the hill in fear and rage as her precious princess is tossed aside like a piece of trash. She could hear the monster laugh at the fallen, and watch as he stepped towards the senshi's body, a very lecherous look on the creature's face.