Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Lord of Darkness ❯ Goddess Abduction ( Chapter 1 )
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Lord of Darkness
Chapter 1
Goddess Abduction
Hi, everybody. It's Shizuka Kaze. This little weirdo fic here has, mysteriously enough, no setting. It's just something I wrote after watching "Gods and Generals." I started thinking what would happen if the senshis and Generals were in a war-like situation; not too much magic, mostly weapons, but a couple of
spells once in a while. This focuses on Kunzite and Minako. Ami and Makoto are will probably show up further into the story, mostly likely somewhere around
chapter 5, and Rei pops up once in a while, but she'll have more coverage in later chapters, a bit more than Ami and Makoto. I hold no great love for Serena,
but I might stick her in the story, since it's unfair for all the inners to appear besides her. No outers, probably. So, a little change from my usual fics.
(Forgive my pre-story ramble).
Quick copyright note: I didn't make up the Sailor Senshis, they belong to Naoko and everybody associated with the right. That's the reason why I'm writing a
fanfic, and not a fic.
Minako is 18, and Rei is 17. Kunzite and Nephrite are 24, Jadeite is 23, and Zoicite, the baby of the family, is 22.
E-mail me at Comments and flames are both welcome. And check out my site at http://www.geocities.com/haruka_michi0103/home.htm. It's under construction, but almost everything under "Readings and Images" are done.
A big thanks to Ari-chan, my lovely editor.
So, here it comes. *Sends a prayer to heaven*
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Lord of Darkness
Chapter 1
Goddess Abduction
The sun stretched its golden fingers over the world, illuminating burned villages and blackened bodies, contrasting with the lush freshness of the
nearby forest. The light glinted off a man's silvery hair, who sat straight and proud atop his stately stallion, whose mane shimmered like moonlight in the
darkest of nights. His eyes were cold as he surveyed the destruction, his voice harsh as the ordered the punishment of the rebels, and his face impassive as
he listened to the cries of the babies and women. His name was Kunzite, Lord of Darkness.
His unwavering loyalty to his prince, the Dark King, made him a faithful servant. His ruthlessness in battle had earned him respect and hatred, and
his brilliance in strategy had brought most of earth under his master's control. His three companions were as motionless as he. They knew what battle meant.
It meant hardening your heart against pity. It meant controlling your emotions. It meant losing your heart and soul forever, and heap never-ending guilt on
your conscience. And they accepted it.
A sound, an unusual one, reached the dark general's ears. He heard cries of pain and terror at every village they conquered, but this time there were
screams of anger, outrage, and indignation. Two burly guards were dragging a raven-haired girl into sight, who was fighting tooth and nail to escape. The
Dark Lord's mask remained in place, though he had half a mind to kill the girl himself to salvage the remains of his eardrums. He turned to the blond general
on his left, his voice commanding and cold.
"Silence her!"
Jadeite nodded wordlessly, urging his stallion forward. The girl, who had raised her head when Kunzite spoke, turned her face toward the oncoming
general. Her bright amethyst eyes burned with a deep hatred, and the red highlights in her hair, oddly enough, seemed to mirror the dancing flames licking
hungrily at the homes of the rebels. Her dark exotic beauty warned that no man, once under her spell, would ever re-surface unscathed. Had Jadeite known
about her reputation as a dangerous temptress, he might have been more cautious, but he did not, and swiftly hit her over the head with the hilt of his
sword, which was set with rubies that caught and reflected the highlights in her midnight-black hair. The girl slumped over as if dead.
An anguished cry split the air.
"Rei!"
Kunzite scanned the area quickly, searching for the female caller. A flash of blond caught his eye. Someone was running towards the woods, ducking
like lightning behind flaming haystacks and remaining structures. Giving Nephrite and Zoicite a quick sign, the Dark Lord whirled his horse about and set off
after the unknown person.
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Minako ran as fast as she could, one hand holding a pigeon with a letter attached to its leg. It was a warning to her friends in the next village.
Her childhood home had been taken, her best friend was probably dead, and their village was mostly likely next on the list of the Dark King. Her legs aching,
she made for the cover of the trees. She had to reach it. If she released the pigeon now, the soldiers would doubtlessly shoot it down. Once in the forest,
it would fly under the protection of the branches and amidst the foliage. Hooves thundered behind her, and Minako scanned the ground frantically, cursing the
heavy sword strapped to her side. Bending down like lightning, she grabbed a handful of pebbles, never pausing in her flight. She ignored her body's vehement
request to stop, putting on an extra burst of speed. Ten yards, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two ... With a relieved sigh, she threw the
pigeon in the air just as Kunzite rode into her view, an arrow already on his bow. His target? The pigeon. Minako turned swiftly, throwing out her hand
at the stallion. The silver beast, caught in a hailstorm of pebbles, danced frantically, and the Lord dropped the arrow, calming the stallion and stopping
it from dumping him out off the saddle. By the time the silver-haired general had brought it back under control, the pigeon had already disappeared. Vexed
flames flaring in his eyes, he glared at the slight young woman in front of him.
Minako, meanwhile, had drawn her sword and taken up her fighting stance, just as she had been taught by her instructor since she had been a mere
child of seven. Despite the fact it was thought unlady-like for a woman to learn the arts of battle, she had managed to get her way.
"They will be ready, Lord Kunzite."
Her deep azure eyes showed no fear - Minako had made sure of that - despite the fact that she was shaking inside. She knew the stories of rapes,
murders, and disembodiments. Kunzite was rumored to be like ice, stone; only Endymion was more feared. These men had no morals, no remorse about killing,
they were simply blood-thirsty monsters. The silver-haired general didn't ask the meaning behind these words, but simply spurred his stallion forward,
undaunted by the girl holding the glinting sword. Minako stared at him; he was going to spear himself on her sword. Surprised, she let down her guard for a
moment, which became her undoing. Kunzite knocked her sword out of her hand in one swift movement, sending it clattering across the ground, before scooping
her up and dumping her face-first over the stallion's back. Minako gritted her teeth; she was of royal birth, the first daughter and third child of the
Eastern King's brother, and here he was, a mere general, treating her like a common wench. She'd be damned if she made this ride easy for him. Squirming and
kicking like a fierce little wildcat, she managed to plow her fist into her captor's stomach. The blonde girl grunted. Bastard didn't even flinch, and she
felt as if she'd just tried to knock down a ton of bricks. Something hit her hard over the head, and the next moment, she surrendered to the darkness
engulfing her.
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Kunzite rode back to his comrades to see Zoicite kneeling by the dark-haired girl. The copper-haired young man glanced up, his emerald eyes locking
onto Kunzite's silver-purple ones.
"She's still alive, but with a concussion."
Nodding in approval, Kunzite commanded one of the soldier to dump the girl on the cart. It contained mostly crying women and young girls, who were to
become pleasure women and servant maids for the Dark King and his men.
"What about her?"
Nephrite asked, pointing to the yards of lemon-blond hair draped in front of the Lord of Darkness. Kunzite carefully rolled the girl over onto her
back, and his breath caught in his throat by the sheer beauty of her. The sun glinted off her golden locks, surrounding her face in a golden halo. Delicate
features complimented her creamy-white skin and heart-shaped face. Her lips were full and soft, and she had the darkest, most luscious lashes ever to grace
the surface of the planet. The Lord felt lust pour into his gut, and his eyes darkened with a deadly intent.
"She's mine."
His voice was harsh. Cautious of his leader's temper, Zoicite rode softly forward.
"Kunzite, Endymion will have your hide if you kept a girl he might want. Wait until he tires of her - should he desire her in the first place - then
you can have her."
The silver-haired young man knew that it was reasonable advice, but the thought of any other man touching her sent jealousy and anger coursing
through his veins.
"No, I don't want her deflowered. And I refuse to believe that my prince would attack his second-in-command over a woman."
A strangled gasp caused him to look to his right. Jadeite was pointing to an exquisite gold bracelet decorated with dainty topazes. And embedded deep
within each topaz the sign of one of the royal houses of the Eastern Kingdom glowed golden. Her sleeves had fallen back, revealing the jewelry. Nephrite
spoke up.
"This must be Minako, King Ithias's favorite niece. He dotes on her as if she were his own child, and there are rumors that she'll inherit the throne
after he dies. He will not be happy that you're holding his niece captive."
Kunzite shrugged, not caring the least about the girl's uncle. King Ithias could go to hell for all he cared. His reply was cold and sharp.
"And what can he do about it? Wage a war? Send assassins after me? And the fact that she is royalty and a possible future queen is just an added
bonus."
He looked down at the unconscious girl.
"She's exquisite. Never before have I met a woman who has a beauty to match her courage. Those whores at the palace are simpering idiots. Not a
single one of them would have given their life to save that of their friends. And they would never even touch a sword."
"It is dangerous to rape a woman who knows how to handle a sword."
"I can protect myself. Besides, who said anything about rape?"
"But if you intend to take her ..."
"I do, but women usually find me irresistible."
"Usually? I think you're in for a big surprise."
The silver-haired general glared at Zoicite, before snapping at the soldiers to quicken their pace. Soon, the village had been picked clean. Setting
the unconscious girl comfortably against him, he started back toward the palace where Endymion was waiting for them (he had left the battlefield the day
before after making sure that the rebellion had been put down to attend an urgent state business), never noticing that Jadeite's gaze was locked on the still
form of a raven-haired girl.
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Huh, Chapter 1 finished. Finally finished! groans in relief. Sorry, I know it was pretty short. Don't hurt me. Please review and make me happy. Helps me write faster. Good reviews always overcomes the writer's block. I'll post every other thursday. Hope you enjoyed it.
Chapter 1
Goddess Abduction
Hi, everybody. It's Shizuka Kaze. This little weirdo fic here has, mysteriously enough, no setting. It's just something I wrote after watching "Gods and Generals." I started thinking what would happen if the senshis and Generals were in a war-like situation; not too much magic, mostly weapons, but a couple of
spells once in a while. This focuses on Kunzite and Minako. Ami and Makoto are will probably show up further into the story, mostly likely somewhere around
chapter 5, and Rei pops up once in a while, but she'll have more coverage in later chapters, a bit more than Ami and Makoto. I hold no great love for Serena,
but I might stick her in the story, since it's unfair for all the inners to appear besides her. No outers, probably. So, a little change from my usual fics.
(Forgive my pre-story ramble).
Quick copyright note: I didn't make up the Sailor Senshis, they belong to Naoko and everybody associated with the right. That's the reason why I'm writing a
fanfic, and not a fic.
Minako is 18, and Rei is 17. Kunzite and Nephrite are 24, Jadeite is 23, and Zoicite, the baby of the family, is 22.
E-mail me at Comments and flames are both welcome. And check out my site at http://www.geocities.com/haruka_michi0103/home.htm. It's under construction, but almost everything under "Readings and Images" are done.
A big thanks to Ari-chan, my lovely editor.
So, here it comes. *Sends a prayer to heaven*
___________________________________
Lord of Darkness
Chapter 1
Goddess Abduction
The sun stretched its golden fingers over the world, illuminating burned villages and blackened bodies, contrasting with the lush freshness of the
nearby forest. The light glinted off a man's silvery hair, who sat straight and proud atop his stately stallion, whose mane shimmered like moonlight in the
darkest of nights. His eyes were cold as he surveyed the destruction, his voice harsh as the ordered the punishment of the rebels, and his face impassive as
he listened to the cries of the babies and women. His name was Kunzite, Lord of Darkness.
His unwavering loyalty to his prince, the Dark King, made him a faithful servant. His ruthlessness in battle had earned him respect and hatred, and
his brilliance in strategy had brought most of earth under his master's control. His three companions were as motionless as he. They knew what battle meant.
It meant hardening your heart against pity. It meant controlling your emotions. It meant losing your heart and soul forever, and heap never-ending guilt on
your conscience. And they accepted it.
A sound, an unusual one, reached the dark general's ears. He heard cries of pain and terror at every village they conquered, but this time there were
screams of anger, outrage, and indignation. Two burly guards were dragging a raven-haired girl into sight, who was fighting tooth and nail to escape. The
Dark Lord's mask remained in place, though he had half a mind to kill the girl himself to salvage the remains of his eardrums. He turned to the blond general
on his left, his voice commanding and cold.
"Silence her!"
Jadeite nodded wordlessly, urging his stallion forward. The girl, who had raised her head when Kunzite spoke, turned her face toward the oncoming
general. Her bright amethyst eyes burned with a deep hatred, and the red highlights in her hair, oddly enough, seemed to mirror the dancing flames licking
hungrily at the homes of the rebels. Her dark exotic beauty warned that no man, once under her spell, would ever re-surface unscathed. Had Jadeite known
about her reputation as a dangerous temptress, he might have been more cautious, but he did not, and swiftly hit her over the head with the hilt of his
sword, which was set with rubies that caught and reflected the highlights in her midnight-black hair. The girl slumped over as if dead.
An anguished cry split the air.
"Rei!"
Kunzite scanned the area quickly, searching for the female caller. A flash of blond caught his eye. Someone was running towards the woods, ducking
like lightning behind flaming haystacks and remaining structures. Giving Nephrite and Zoicite a quick sign, the Dark Lord whirled his horse about and set off
after the unknown person.
___________________________________________
Minako ran as fast as she could, one hand holding a pigeon with a letter attached to its leg. It was a warning to her friends in the next village.
Her childhood home had been taken, her best friend was probably dead, and their village was mostly likely next on the list of the Dark King. Her legs aching,
she made for the cover of the trees. She had to reach it. If she released the pigeon now, the soldiers would doubtlessly shoot it down. Once in the forest,
it would fly under the protection of the branches and amidst the foliage. Hooves thundered behind her, and Minako scanned the ground frantically, cursing the
heavy sword strapped to her side. Bending down like lightning, she grabbed a handful of pebbles, never pausing in her flight. She ignored her body's vehement
request to stop, putting on an extra burst of speed. Ten yards, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two ... With a relieved sigh, she threw the
pigeon in the air just as Kunzite rode into her view, an arrow already on his bow. His target? The pigeon. Minako turned swiftly, throwing out her hand
at the stallion. The silver beast, caught in a hailstorm of pebbles, danced frantically, and the Lord dropped the arrow, calming the stallion and stopping
it from dumping him out off the saddle. By the time the silver-haired general had brought it back under control, the pigeon had already disappeared. Vexed
flames flaring in his eyes, he glared at the slight young woman in front of him.
Minako, meanwhile, had drawn her sword and taken up her fighting stance, just as she had been taught by her instructor since she had been a mere
child of seven. Despite the fact it was thought unlady-like for a woman to learn the arts of battle, she had managed to get her way.
"They will be ready, Lord Kunzite."
Her deep azure eyes showed no fear - Minako had made sure of that - despite the fact that she was shaking inside. She knew the stories of rapes,
murders, and disembodiments. Kunzite was rumored to be like ice, stone; only Endymion was more feared. These men had no morals, no remorse about killing,
they were simply blood-thirsty monsters. The silver-haired general didn't ask the meaning behind these words, but simply spurred his stallion forward,
undaunted by the girl holding the glinting sword. Minako stared at him; he was going to spear himself on her sword. Surprised, she let down her guard for a
moment, which became her undoing. Kunzite knocked her sword out of her hand in one swift movement, sending it clattering across the ground, before scooping
her up and dumping her face-first over the stallion's back. Minako gritted her teeth; she was of royal birth, the first daughter and third child of the
Eastern King's brother, and here he was, a mere general, treating her like a common wench. She'd be damned if she made this ride easy for him. Squirming and
kicking like a fierce little wildcat, she managed to plow her fist into her captor's stomach. The blonde girl grunted. Bastard didn't even flinch, and she
felt as if she'd just tried to knock down a ton of bricks. Something hit her hard over the head, and the next moment, she surrendered to the darkness
engulfing her.
________________________________
Kunzite rode back to his comrades to see Zoicite kneeling by the dark-haired girl. The copper-haired young man glanced up, his emerald eyes locking
onto Kunzite's silver-purple ones.
"She's still alive, but with a concussion."
Nodding in approval, Kunzite commanded one of the soldier to dump the girl on the cart. It contained mostly crying women and young girls, who were to
become pleasure women and servant maids for the Dark King and his men.
"What about her?"
Nephrite asked, pointing to the yards of lemon-blond hair draped in front of the Lord of Darkness. Kunzite carefully rolled the girl over onto her
back, and his breath caught in his throat by the sheer beauty of her. The sun glinted off her golden locks, surrounding her face in a golden halo. Delicate
features complimented her creamy-white skin and heart-shaped face. Her lips were full and soft, and she had the darkest, most luscious lashes ever to grace
the surface of the planet. The Lord felt lust pour into his gut, and his eyes darkened with a deadly intent.
"She's mine."
His voice was harsh. Cautious of his leader's temper, Zoicite rode softly forward.
"Kunzite, Endymion will have your hide if you kept a girl he might want. Wait until he tires of her - should he desire her in the first place - then
you can have her."
The silver-haired young man knew that it was reasonable advice, but the thought of any other man touching her sent jealousy and anger coursing
through his veins.
"No, I don't want her deflowered. And I refuse to believe that my prince would attack his second-in-command over a woman."
A strangled gasp caused him to look to his right. Jadeite was pointing to an exquisite gold bracelet decorated with dainty topazes. And embedded deep
within each topaz the sign of one of the royal houses of the Eastern Kingdom glowed golden. Her sleeves had fallen back, revealing the jewelry. Nephrite
spoke up.
"This must be Minako, King Ithias's favorite niece. He dotes on her as if she were his own child, and there are rumors that she'll inherit the throne
after he dies. He will not be happy that you're holding his niece captive."
Kunzite shrugged, not caring the least about the girl's uncle. King Ithias could go to hell for all he cared. His reply was cold and sharp.
"And what can he do about it? Wage a war? Send assassins after me? And the fact that she is royalty and a possible future queen is just an added
bonus."
He looked down at the unconscious girl.
"She's exquisite. Never before have I met a woman who has a beauty to match her courage. Those whores at the palace are simpering idiots. Not a
single one of them would have given their life to save that of their friends. And they would never even touch a sword."
"It is dangerous to rape a woman who knows how to handle a sword."
"I can protect myself. Besides, who said anything about rape?"
"But if you intend to take her ..."
"I do, but women usually find me irresistible."
"Usually? I think you're in for a big surprise."
The silver-haired general glared at Zoicite, before snapping at the soldiers to quicken their pace. Soon, the village had been picked clean. Setting
the unconscious girl comfortably against him, he started back toward the palace where Endymion was waiting for them (he had left the battlefield the day
before after making sure that the rebellion had been put down to attend an urgent state business), never noticing that Jadeite's gaze was locked on the still
form of a raven-haired girl.
_____________________________________
Huh, Chapter 1 finished. Finally finished! groans in relief. Sorry, I know it was pretty short. Don't hurt me. Please review and make me happy. Helps me write faster. Good reviews always overcomes the writer's block. I'll post every other thursday. Hope you enjoyed it.