Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ It can't be! ❯ prologue ( Prologue )

Disclaimer: None of the shows in this fan fiction belong to me. No copy write infringement is intended, I am a fan and am writing this for fun, not profit. But you knew that right?

This has spoilers for the whole x-men evolution series. I am English and I have realised (Thanks to Sailor Ronin Usa-chan) that there are some words we use in England that you don't have in America or other countries. I have checked the ff.net dictionary and the ones I use that you might not understand are in there so if you come across a word you don't know highlight it and press `D'. If you don't get it after that email me and I will explain it. I'd really like an editor to help out with this fic, particularly one who will spot tense mistakes. Lol. Email me if you are interested.

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Carefully concealed at the outskirts of a park two shadowy figures watched an unsuspecting young woman. They argued in hushed voices, not wishing to alert their quarry to their presence.

"Are you sure she's the one?"

"Sure."

"Cos last time…"

"I'm sure."

"How?"

"How?"

"Yeah, how, cos, like, y'know last time….."

"Zhis times different."

"How?"

"Zhis time I'm sure."

"Right- cos being sure, that worked out, like, so well last time."

"Zhis time I have a better description. Zhe prof wasn't feeling quite so cryptic when he told us about the girl."

"Ok. If you're sure, lets go get her. Oh but if you're wrong..."

"hmm?"

"I will smack you down."

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The room was never silent.

The steady beep of the heart machine and the harsh noise of the respirator made sure of that. A heavy sigh hung in the air and an oppressive hush fell again as it dissipated. Soon it weighed down on the visitors so much that they felt they couldn't speak... even if they had wanted to.

The scraping noise of denim was heard as someone made a shift in position, a crossing of legs. The quiet noise reigned supreme. Roared in their ears. Brought a queasiness to the stomach and a choking sob to the throat. One occupant stood, sharing a parting glance with the various other visitors as she departed the grim room. Although she could escape the room and it's sleeping inhabitant, the heavy cloud of uncertainty and self-doubt could not be left behind.

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Outside it was a warm day, the tarmac was shining brightly, reflecting the suns malevolent rays, hot to the touch, the smell putrid. Was it possible for Ami to hate this rank place any more than she already did? Evidently the two sleazy looking men heading her wouldn't help her heart to flutter with joy at the site of her hometown.

It had been three years since she had been here. Three years is a long time to realise just how much you hate a place. It was only the place that she hated though. She didn't hate the people. No, the people she loved, for the most part. Nor did she hate the lonely park with its lonely flowers, or its lonely warden. That was probably the place's only saving grace. It was where she was headed now. Possibly, it was the smell she hated most. The petrol fumes, the tire marks, sometimes even the cement of the buildings. They gave off a stagnant smell.

Perhaps it was just that she had grown used to the sterility of the hospital where she worked, where really if you thought about it, she lived. Most of her waking life was spent there. She'd leave a long day of healing to return to her barren apartment and dream, dream of times that were gone, times when she had loved this rancid place. When the sight and smell of it didn't remind her that one of her dearest friends lay comatose in a hospital that wasn't her home. She remembered her teenage years, when she had protected the people of this city, the people she loved. Maybe she hated this place because she had left it. Maybe she hated her self for leaving it and blamed the place. Avoiding the guilt that forced a sigh from her now.

How had it happened? How had she let it happen? Scrap that. How did THEY let it happen? They who had stayed. They, who said they loved HER more than she did, loved her enough to stay by her side. They didn't need normal lives, they had her. Wasn't that enough? Of course the loved one had encouraged her to leave, to pursue her dreams of becoming a doctor. After all the fabled `new age' wouldn't happen for many years, she wasn't needed by her Goddess' side. Now though it seemed she wouldn't ever be needed, their future was looking shaky, to say the least. Can a dead person cleanse the world? Save it? From disease and pestilence? Could her loyal friends and devoted lover save her from whatever was keeping her in her near death state? Would she die? Could she die? Fate would argue that she wasn't allowed to die, not ever. But the very laws of nature say that when a fate is known it becomes null. That thought disturbed Ami.

Walking numbly down the cold cement of the street she barely acknowledged the two men who were still eyeing her with a fierce curiosity. How odd she must have looked. Contemplating the barren pavement, or so it seemed. They approached her now, but she didn't care. Probably they thought she had some mental problem. Probably they wanted to help. Probably the arm slipped around her throat was friendly. Probably the cloth placed over her mouth, as she dimly remembered not to breath, was not chloroform. Surely the lightheaded feeling she experienced as her eyes rolled upwards and closed was imagined. As was the feeling of floating as she was lifted from the ground. Surely in the distance she couldn't see a man and woman, moving with all haste to her aide. Most definitely she was dreaming because the last words she heard before loosing consciousness seemed to be; "Mizuno Ami, we have reason to believe you are involved with the suspected mutant Tsukino Usagi, AKA Sailor moon. For your own safety and protection we are taking you into custody….."

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Well, that's it for the prologue; let me know what you think. I am expecting some confusion but never fear all shall be revealed, eventually, maybe. Lol. For those who are curious; this will be basically in the X-men evolution (cartoon) world but will be following the more adult themes of the original magazine/cartoon, with human villains and the like. This will not be Ami centric though she will play a part. Will Usagi be ok? What's happened to Ami? Who were the mysterious people? Who were the kidnappers? Well, find out in chapter 1! If you want that is…

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