Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Finding Destiny ❯ Her Sacrifice ( Chapter 34 )
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By: Angel Love 
Malachite must make a choice between the Negaverse and Mina. And someone must give up their life to save the others.
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.01.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 769 | Status: Completed
Malachite must make a choice between the Negaverse and Mina. And someone must give up their life to save the others.
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.01.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 769 | Status: Completed
Finding Destiny
Part 34
By Angel Love
Author's notes: The beginning idea was from Rinne. Thanks girl! It was a great idea!
Warning: DEATH! Someone is going to die in this chapter.
Standard disclaimers apply. I don't own Sailor Moon. But the Guardians are mine to torture!
Zoicite teleported right outside the throne room with a flurry of petals. Taking a deep breath and composing himself he walked into the throne room where he knew that his queen was awaiting word on the trap for the Sailor Scouts.
The Negaverse Queen was sitting on her massive throne with several youma scurrying around her doing her bidding. They were the same three youma that had fed the captive scouts the day before. As soon as they saw Zoicite they hurriedly scattered for fear of the cruel general. The look on his face showed how angry he was and they did not wish to be on the receiving end of his anger.
"My Queen," Zoicite bowed down before Beryl, awaiting her command for him to speak.
She glared down at him for a moment, before waving a clawed hand in impatience. "Why are you here, Zoicite? Don't you have a trap to spring?"
Zoicite shifted uncomfortably under the weight of her glare. "Yes, my Queen. But it would seem that the Sailor Scouts have found and released Jadeite and Nephlite from the eternal slumber you placed them in."
She frowned, staring into her black ball trying to call up the image of the generals, but it seemed as if magic veil was blocking her vision. She knew that somehow the twin Guardians were responsible for that. She despised the fact that she was dependant on this pathetic general for information. "Go on," she hissed.
"They have switched sides, my Queen," he continued nervously. "Nephlite and Jadeite are now fighting on the Scouts side." He cast his eyes on the ground, afraid of the wrath that he was sure to be unleashed. Beryl never took any failure well and he knew that loosing the two generals was a big failure on both his and Malachite's part.
Instead she stared into the crystal ball once more trying to break through the magic veil only to fail once more. She heard the commanding voice of Metallia summoning her and she slowly rose to her feet. Her eyes reflected nothing of the anger and hate she felt at the Scouts for breaking her spell not once but twice or to the Guardians from blocking her from reclaiming them.
"Stay here and await my return," she commanded, sending another glare at the general before disappearing into thin air.
Zoicite stared in bewilderment at where the Queen once stood, unable to comprehend what just happened. It was highly unusual for her not to blow up for any failure on their parts. That was the reason why the two generals were placed in eternal sleep in the first place. But he was not one to argue with the Queen, at least not to her face, and did as she requested and stayed where he was instead of returning to the Youma training center.
Suddenly, his entire body stiffened as he felt another general switching sides. He narrowed his eyes as the feeling of betrayal consumed him. "You too, Malachite. You shall die as well," he said in disgust.
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Malachite's face paled as the past flooded his mind. Before he could even think about what he was doing he threw himself in front of the two helpless scouts and put up his shield successfully deflecting the youma's attack.
Sailor Moon looked up at him in shock. Venus snuck a peek from underneath her leader when nothing happened. Her blue eyes went wide when she saw Malachite drop his shield and kneel down next to her. "What? Why?" she stuttered.
"I promised to love you and protect you when the time came," he spoke quietly, his fingers tracing her dirty and pale face.
The youma stopped all movement and stared in shock at their commander, unsure of what to do.
Sailor Mars grabbed Moon in a bear hug when she skidded to a stop next to them. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I am." Moon offered her a small smile when Mars let her go to look at her face. It was still obvious that the Moon Princess was quite shaken.
Love and Destiny ran to the group. The blonde knelt down next to Venus and Malachite while Destiny stood guard in case she had to use her own shield.
Venus looked over at the new blonde, something sparking in her memory. "I know you," she said softly as the memories flickered in her mind, but she was unable to grasp them in order to understand them.
Love smiled and whispered the same words that she had spoken over 1000 years ago, "You are a child of love, Mina. You have such a bright future ahead of you." But then with a wink she changed the end. "You have great friends all around you."
Venus' eyes widened as the memory surfaced and she was about to grasp it. "My guardian angel," she whispered, tears in her eyes.
Love grinned while Malachite unlocked the cuffs that bound Venus, who as soon as she was free threw her arms around the giggling blonde. "You came back."
"Of course, I did," she whispered. "I promised you that I would."
Venus pulled away and looked at the general warily. "Mal?"
He looked down in shame, but she tucked a gloved hand under his chin and made him look up at her. He gasped when he saw her once again in her princess dress from the past and the symbol of Venus blazing on her forehead. "I don't know why you did the things that you did, but I forgive you."
Malachite pulled her into his arms and buried his face in her hair. He was thankful that he had his memories back, grateful that Mina still loved him, and happy to figure out why he felt the strange feelings that he did as he watched her.
The rest of the group had managed to move to stand by the small huddle. Tuxedo Mask pulled Sailor Moon to her feet and buried his own face in her hair whispering to her softly, trying to assure himself that she was still alive and well.
There was a sudden restlessness in the youma. And the group looked up and around them as several youma had obviously decided that Malachite was no longer on their side and launched their attacks. Each of the guys made moves to cover their girlfriends, while Destiny threw up her shield.
"Mother's Shield!"
The shield absorbed the dark energy but this time she kept it up since the other youma were preparing their own attacks.
"I think we better get out of here," Mercury said, her eyes going wide as several youmas started moving towards them. "I don't think her shield will hold up against physical attacks."
"What about Zoicite," Moon asked her, knowing the other girl would like the chance to win back her own true love.
Mercury looked down at the slimy green floor. "Can we even get him back?"
Malachite stood up and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I think we can. And I can led you to where he is."
Moon looked at the advancing youma then back at them. "Go. Get Zoicite." She looked at Love. "Go with them. I'll stay here and take out several more of these guys and then follow."
"I'll stay with you." Tux said, looking down into her eyes. "I will not leave you unprotected."
Moon gave him a sweet smile. "I figured that you would," she said softly, glad to have his support.
"As will I," Destiny said, not looking at them because she was now taking several blasts upon her shield and it was taking quite a bit of effort from her to keep holding it up.
'Rose,' Love asks mentally, confused to her twin's decision to stay.
Ancient black eyes met hazel. 'Keep them safe and I will keep the princess and her prince safe.'
Love nodded reluctantly. She didn't want to leave her sister, but getting everyone out alive was more important. "Alright," she whispered. "Let's go," she said so the rest of the group could hear her.
Destiny watched until the group was at the doorway, the dread filling her stomach. 'Angel,' she called. Love turned and looked at her. 'Stay alive.' The blonde nodded before disappearing.
The dark Guardian looked over at the prince and princess. "Ready?" At their nod, she dropped the shield and began launching her attacks at the youma that were almost upon them.
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The four scouts, three generals and the guardian raced through the halls, stopping when they reached the throne room.
Zoicite was standing in the middle of the room alone. He was slightly surprised to see them but covered it up by glaring at them in contempt. "You shall die," he hissed.
"No, we won't," Mercury whispered.
Zoicite raised an eyebrow as she slowly walked towards him. He knew that she was one of the weaker scouts, so he didn't fear her approach. When she stopped a few inches in front of him, she lifted her teary blue eyes and he felt captivated by them.
She reached up a hand and gently touched his cheek with her gloves. "Come back to me, Zoi," she whispered to him.
Zoicite was lost in her touch; he was about to reach out to her when an evil cackle filled the air. His dead black eyes narrowed as he shielded Mercury's body from Beryl.
"So I see you are returning to them as well," she hissed at the confused general. She smirked at him. "But I can replace all of you."
She sneered at the three couples by the door, not noticing that Love had made her way to Zoicite and Mercury. "Watch them die," she cackled, and then she sent a blast of negative energy towards the two.
Love moved quickly, pushing Zoicite and Mercury out of the way of the blast, then threw her staff up in front of her in an effort to shield herself. The dark energy tore through the staff snapping it in two and threw the guardian up against the wall with a sickening thud. She slid down its surface to fall nearly unconscious on the floor.
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Destiny was launching an attack when she heard her sister's mental scream. "Angel!" she yelled into the air.
Moon and Tux looked over at the dark guardian's anguished face. Moon sent her tiara out and yelled. "Let's go."
Destiny nodded. The feeling of death was overwhelming her senses. Moon and Tux heard her chanting over and over, "Not Angel, not Angel," as they ran at top speed.
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Mer cury leaned into Zoicite breathing heavily as he held her tightly to him. He still didn't have his memory back but he knew that he had been fighting on the wrong side and now he needed to protect this young girl.
Everyone winced at the hysterical laughter of Beryl. She put up a barrier stopping the three couples from moving farther into the room. She glided across the room, ignoring Zoicite and Mercury on the floor. Her red eyes burned into Love as she stared down at the injured scout. "So this is the great Sailor Love? I am not impressed."
Love's breathing was slightly labored as she pulled herself into a half-sitting position. "Bite me," she hissed out.
Beryl roared her outrage. Her claws dug into Love's flesh as she picked the helpless girl up by her throat and threw her across the room, enjoying the sound of bone breaking when her back made contact with the throne. She cackled as she looked into the pain-filled hazel eyes. "Metellia wanted you dead. But I think that it would be much more enjoyable to watch you kill your precious scouts and your annoying sister."
"Never," Love hissed, her eyes filled with defiance.
But Beryl was already using her dark energy to lift the broken guardian in the air and sending wave after wave of negative energy into her body.
Love screamed in agony at the darkness eating into her soul. Each wave ripped a piece of her apart. And she could feel herself collapsing under the pressure. Mental images filled her mind, images of her killing each of the scouts, their beloveds. But it was the image of her killing her sister that ripped her heart apart. She didn't just kill her sister; she played with her as if she were a toy. She slowly tortured her until she made her beg for death and then she chopped her head off. Her mind screamed against the images. She would never willingly kill her sister, not if she still had a say in it.
She opened her hazel eyes, the blackness flickering within their depths as she fought the evil energy. She smiled broadly at Beryl. "I will not let you destroy them by using me."
She called forth her rose quartz. Her eyes closed as she called to her sister mentally, 'I'm sorry, Rose. I love you.' Then she smashed the stone.
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Destiny's Pov:
Tuxedo Mask, Sailor Moon and I ran as fast as we could down the halls. The only thing guiding me was my sister's energy. Her golden light was mixing with dark energy and I could feel her pain. My only hope was that I could get there in time to help her.
I screamed out in pain as I heard the gentle loving voice of Angel telling me that she loved me. I knew she was saying goodbye. I could feel the tears falling down my face as I could feel her power surge with her own life force in an effort to cleanse the dark energy. I knew that she just committed suicide.
Please Angel, hang on just a little longer. I'll get there, please hang on.
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Her white wings flared out at her back staying there for several seconds before disappearing, leaving her cleansed of the dark energy, but also taking her life with it as well. Her body fell to the ground in a broken heap.
Beryl smirked as the scout said that she wouldn't have her. She always got what she wanted. She would even have Endymion when this was over. But the color drained out of her face when the scout smashed the stone. Her world tilting when the scout fell to the ground dead. The scout had outsmarted her. The anger filled up in her and she had to take deep breaths to calm herself. Metellia did want her dead, and she was dead. Therefore her master would not be displeased with the events that had just happened.
Tears streamed down Venus' face. Her memories of this girl were of a strong loving girl, who helped her out at as a child. She wasn't supposed to die. She buried her face in Malachite's shoulder as the sobs ripped through her.
Malachite held her to him, staring in horror at the unmoving scout. Before his eyes moved up to look at the Queen of the Negaverse. His heart twisted when he saw her maniacal smile and her gloating eyes.
Jupiter and Mars both stared in shock at the blonde, holding on to Nephlite and Jadeite with death grips. Watching the Guardian die just reminded them once more of the dangerous situation they were in.
Mercury stared in shock, whimpers escaping her throat. If it weren't for the other woman's sacrifice, she and Zoicite would be dead. She slowly picked up one of the pieces of Love's staff, noticing that the center heart had lost its shine and the golden rod seemed dull, almost as if it had died along with its mistress.
Zoicite stared at the stone in the staff, knowing that he should be remembering something, but he felt at a loss as to what it was. But it was obvious to him that he needed the girl that he still held in his arms. And Beryl needed to die.
The most horrified person in the bunch was the newly arrived Sailor Destiny. She stood in the doorway for a brief moment. She had heard Love's goodbye and felt the darkness trying to steal her sister's soul. And now she couldn't feel anything from her twin.
She slowly walked into the room and knelt down next to her. She picked up a limp hand, running her other hand across the already cooling face of her twin. "Angel, honey...?" she called softly.
When she didn't get a response she searched for her sister mentally and only found emptiness where the bright spot her sister had occupied, the only thing that lingered were her final words. They only served to encompass the loneliness and misery that she was feeling all of a sudden.
"No, no, no," she whispered over and over, pulling her up and in her arms. She gave an anguished cry when the blonde's head lulled back. She pulled her up against her and began to rock back and forth, the tears streaming down her face. "God, no. Please, Hades, give her back," she pleaded.
Tux and Moon stared in horror at the scene before them. Moon couldn't believe her eyes. Something inside her broke as she watched the always calm and collected Guardian fall apart. Her eyes burned as she heard Beryl start to laugh. She walked into the room, shifting into Princess form without realizing it. "You've gone to far, Beryl," she hissed.
To be continued...
Part 34
By Angel Love
Author's notes: The beginning idea was from Rinne. Thanks girl! It was a great idea!
Warning: DEATH! Someone is going to die in this chapter.
Standard disclaimers apply. I don't own Sailor Moon. But the Guardians are mine to torture!
Zoicite teleported right outside the throne room with a flurry of petals. Taking a deep breath and composing himself he walked into the throne room where he knew that his queen was awaiting word on the trap for the Sailor Scouts.
The Negaverse Queen was sitting on her massive throne with several youma scurrying around her doing her bidding. They were the same three youma that had fed the captive scouts the day before. As soon as they saw Zoicite they hurriedly scattered for fear of the cruel general. The look on his face showed how angry he was and they did not wish to be on the receiving end of his anger.
"My Queen," Zoicite bowed down before Beryl, awaiting her command for him to speak.
She glared down at him for a moment, before waving a clawed hand in impatience. "Why are you here, Zoicite? Don't you have a trap to spring?"
Zoicite shifted uncomfortably under the weight of her glare. "Yes, my Queen. But it would seem that the Sailor Scouts have found and released Jadeite and Nephlite from the eternal slumber you placed them in."
She frowned, staring into her black ball trying to call up the image of the generals, but it seemed as if magic veil was blocking her vision. She knew that somehow the twin Guardians were responsible for that. She despised the fact that she was dependant on this pathetic general for information. "Go on," she hissed.
"They have switched sides, my Queen," he continued nervously. "Nephlite and Jadeite are now fighting on the Scouts side." He cast his eyes on the ground, afraid of the wrath that he was sure to be unleashed. Beryl never took any failure well and he knew that loosing the two generals was a big failure on both his and Malachite's part.
Instead she stared into the crystal ball once more trying to break through the magic veil only to fail once more. She heard the commanding voice of Metallia summoning her and she slowly rose to her feet. Her eyes reflected nothing of the anger and hate she felt at the Scouts for breaking her spell not once but twice or to the Guardians from blocking her from reclaiming them.
"Stay here and await my return," she commanded, sending another glare at the general before disappearing into thin air.
Zoicite stared in bewilderment at where the Queen once stood, unable to comprehend what just happened. It was highly unusual for her not to blow up for any failure on their parts. That was the reason why the two generals were placed in eternal sleep in the first place. But he was not one to argue with the Queen, at least not to her face, and did as she requested and stayed where he was instead of returning to the Youma training center.
Suddenly, his entire body stiffened as he felt another general switching sides. He narrowed his eyes as the feeling of betrayal consumed him. "You too, Malachite. You shall die as well," he said in disgust.
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Malachite's face paled as the past flooded his mind. Before he could even think about what he was doing he threw himself in front of the two helpless scouts and put up his shield successfully deflecting the youma's attack.
Sailor Moon looked up at him in shock. Venus snuck a peek from underneath her leader when nothing happened. Her blue eyes went wide when she saw Malachite drop his shield and kneel down next to her. "What? Why?" she stuttered.
"I promised to love you and protect you when the time came," he spoke quietly, his fingers tracing her dirty and pale face.
The youma stopped all movement and stared in shock at their commander, unsure of what to do.
Sailor Mars grabbed Moon in a bear hug when she skidded to a stop next to them. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I am." Moon offered her a small smile when Mars let her go to look at her face. It was still obvious that the Moon Princess was quite shaken.
Love and Destiny ran to the group. The blonde knelt down next to Venus and Malachite while Destiny stood guard in case she had to use her own shield.
Venus looked over at the new blonde, something sparking in her memory. "I know you," she said softly as the memories flickered in her mind, but she was unable to grasp them in order to understand them.
Love smiled and whispered the same words that she had spoken over 1000 years ago, "You are a child of love, Mina. You have such a bright future ahead of you." But then with a wink she changed the end. "You have great friends all around you."
Venus' eyes widened as the memory surfaced and she was about to grasp it. "My guardian angel," she whispered, tears in her eyes.
Love grinned while Malachite unlocked the cuffs that bound Venus, who as soon as she was free threw her arms around the giggling blonde. "You came back."
"Of course, I did," she whispered. "I promised you that I would."
Venus pulled away and looked at the general warily. "Mal?"
He looked down in shame, but she tucked a gloved hand under his chin and made him look up at her. He gasped when he saw her once again in her princess dress from the past and the symbol of Venus blazing on her forehead. "I don't know why you did the things that you did, but I forgive you."
Malachite pulled her into his arms and buried his face in her hair. He was thankful that he had his memories back, grateful that Mina still loved him, and happy to figure out why he felt the strange feelings that he did as he watched her.
The rest of the group had managed to move to stand by the small huddle. Tuxedo Mask pulled Sailor Moon to her feet and buried his own face in her hair whispering to her softly, trying to assure himself that she was still alive and well.
There was a sudden restlessness in the youma. And the group looked up and around them as several youma had obviously decided that Malachite was no longer on their side and launched their attacks. Each of the guys made moves to cover their girlfriends, while Destiny threw up her shield.
"Mother's Shield!"
The shield absorbed the dark energy but this time she kept it up since the other youma were preparing their own attacks.
"I think we better get out of here," Mercury said, her eyes going wide as several youmas started moving towards them. "I don't think her shield will hold up against physical attacks."
"What about Zoicite," Moon asked her, knowing the other girl would like the chance to win back her own true love.
Mercury looked down at the slimy green floor. "Can we even get him back?"
Malachite stood up and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I think we can. And I can led you to where he is."
Moon looked at the advancing youma then back at them. "Go. Get Zoicite." She looked at Love. "Go with them. I'll stay here and take out several more of these guys and then follow."
"I'll stay with you." Tux said, looking down into her eyes. "I will not leave you unprotected."
Moon gave him a sweet smile. "I figured that you would," she said softly, glad to have his support.
"As will I," Destiny said, not looking at them because she was now taking several blasts upon her shield and it was taking quite a bit of effort from her to keep holding it up.
'Rose,' Love asks mentally, confused to her twin's decision to stay.
Ancient black eyes met hazel. 'Keep them safe and I will keep the princess and her prince safe.'
Love nodded reluctantly. She didn't want to leave her sister, but getting everyone out alive was more important. "Alright," she whispered. "Let's go," she said so the rest of the group could hear her.
Destiny watched until the group was at the doorway, the dread filling her stomach. 'Angel,' she called. Love turned and looked at her. 'Stay alive.' The blonde nodded before disappearing.
The dark Guardian looked over at the prince and princess. "Ready?" At their nod, she dropped the shield and began launching her attacks at the youma that were almost upon them.
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The four scouts, three generals and the guardian raced through the halls, stopping when they reached the throne room.
Zoicite was standing in the middle of the room alone. He was slightly surprised to see them but covered it up by glaring at them in contempt. "You shall die," he hissed.
"No, we won't," Mercury whispered.
Zoicite raised an eyebrow as she slowly walked towards him. He knew that she was one of the weaker scouts, so he didn't fear her approach. When she stopped a few inches in front of him, she lifted her teary blue eyes and he felt captivated by them.
She reached up a hand and gently touched his cheek with her gloves. "Come back to me, Zoi," she whispered to him.
Zoicite was lost in her touch; he was about to reach out to her when an evil cackle filled the air. His dead black eyes narrowed as he shielded Mercury's body from Beryl.
"So I see you are returning to them as well," she hissed at the confused general. She smirked at him. "But I can replace all of you."
She sneered at the three couples by the door, not noticing that Love had made her way to Zoicite and Mercury. "Watch them die," she cackled, and then she sent a blast of negative energy towards the two.
Love moved quickly, pushing Zoicite and Mercury out of the way of the blast, then threw her staff up in front of her in an effort to shield herself. The dark energy tore through the staff snapping it in two and threw the guardian up against the wall with a sickening thud. She slid down its surface to fall nearly unconscious on the floor.
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Destiny was launching an attack when she heard her sister's mental scream. "Angel!" she yelled into the air.
Moon and Tux looked over at the dark guardian's anguished face. Moon sent her tiara out and yelled. "Let's go."
Destiny nodded. The feeling of death was overwhelming her senses. Moon and Tux heard her chanting over and over, "Not Angel, not Angel," as they ran at top speed.
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Mer cury leaned into Zoicite breathing heavily as he held her tightly to him. He still didn't have his memory back but he knew that he had been fighting on the wrong side and now he needed to protect this young girl.
Everyone winced at the hysterical laughter of Beryl. She put up a barrier stopping the three couples from moving farther into the room. She glided across the room, ignoring Zoicite and Mercury on the floor. Her red eyes burned into Love as she stared down at the injured scout. "So this is the great Sailor Love? I am not impressed."
Love's breathing was slightly labored as she pulled herself into a half-sitting position. "Bite me," she hissed out.
Beryl roared her outrage. Her claws dug into Love's flesh as she picked the helpless girl up by her throat and threw her across the room, enjoying the sound of bone breaking when her back made contact with the throne. She cackled as she looked into the pain-filled hazel eyes. "Metellia wanted you dead. But I think that it would be much more enjoyable to watch you kill your precious scouts and your annoying sister."
"Never," Love hissed, her eyes filled with defiance.
But Beryl was already using her dark energy to lift the broken guardian in the air and sending wave after wave of negative energy into her body.
Love screamed in agony at the darkness eating into her soul. Each wave ripped a piece of her apart. And she could feel herself collapsing under the pressure. Mental images filled her mind, images of her killing each of the scouts, their beloveds. But it was the image of her killing her sister that ripped her heart apart. She didn't just kill her sister; she played with her as if she were a toy. She slowly tortured her until she made her beg for death and then she chopped her head off. Her mind screamed against the images. She would never willingly kill her sister, not if she still had a say in it.
She opened her hazel eyes, the blackness flickering within their depths as she fought the evil energy. She smiled broadly at Beryl. "I will not let you destroy them by using me."
She called forth her rose quartz. Her eyes closed as she called to her sister mentally, 'I'm sorry, Rose. I love you.' Then she smashed the stone.
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Destiny's Pov:
Tuxedo Mask, Sailor Moon and I ran as fast as we could down the halls. The only thing guiding me was my sister's energy. Her golden light was mixing with dark energy and I could feel her pain. My only hope was that I could get there in time to help her.
I screamed out in pain as I heard the gentle loving voice of Angel telling me that she loved me. I knew she was saying goodbye. I could feel the tears falling down my face as I could feel her power surge with her own life force in an effort to cleanse the dark energy. I knew that she just committed suicide.
Please Angel, hang on just a little longer. I'll get there, please hang on.
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Her white wings flared out at her back staying there for several seconds before disappearing, leaving her cleansed of the dark energy, but also taking her life with it as well. Her body fell to the ground in a broken heap.
Beryl smirked as the scout said that she wouldn't have her. She always got what she wanted. She would even have Endymion when this was over. But the color drained out of her face when the scout smashed the stone. Her world tilting when the scout fell to the ground dead. The scout had outsmarted her. The anger filled up in her and she had to take deep breaths to calm herself. Metellia did want her dead, and she was dead. Therefore her master would not be displeased with the events that had just happened.
Tears streamed down Venus' face. Her memories of this girl were of a strong loving girl, who helped her out at as a child. She wasn't supposed to die. She buried her face in Malachite's shoulder as the sobs ripped through her.
Malachite held her to him, staring in horror at the unmoving scout. Before his eyes moved up to look at the Queen of the Negaverse. His heart twisted when he saw her maniacal smile and her gloating eyes.
Jupiter and Mars both stared in shock at the blonde, holding on to Nephlite and Jadeite with death grips. Watching the Guardian die just reminded them once more of the dangerous situation they were in.
Mercury stared in shock, whimpers escaping her throat. If it weren't for the other woman's sacrifice, she and Zoicite would be dead. She slowly picked up one of the pieces of Love's staff, noticing that the center heart had lost its shine and the golden rod seemed dull, almost as if it had died along with its mistress.
Zoicite stared at the stone in the staff, knowing that he should be remembering something, but he felt at a loss as to what it was. But it was obvious to him that he needed the girl that he still held in his arms. And Beryl needed to die.
The most horrified person in the bunch was the newly arrived Sailor Destiny. She stood in the doorway for a brief moment. She had heard Love's goodbye and felt the darkness trying to steal her sister's soul. And now she couldn't feel anything from her twin.
She slowly walked into the room and knelt down next to her. She picked up a limp hand, running her other hand across the already cooling face of her twin. "Angel, honey...?" she called softly.
When she didn't get a response she searched for her sister mentally and only found emptiness where the bright spot her sister had occupied, the only thing that lingered were her final words. They only served to encompass the loneliness and misery that she was feeling all of a sudden.
"No, no, no," she whispered over and over, pulling her up and in her arms. She gave an anguished cry when the blonde's head lulled back. She pulled her up against her and began to rock back and forth, the tears streaming down her face. "God, no. Please, Hades, give her back," she pleaded.
Tux and Moon stared in horror at the scene before them. Moon couldn't believe her eyes. Something inside her broke as she watched the always calm and collected Guardian fall apart. Her eyes burned as she heard Beryl start to laugh. She walked into the room, shifting into Princess form without realizing it. "You've gone to far, Beryl," she hissed.
To be continued...