Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Of Heaven and Hell ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 6 )
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By: Ryo Angel 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Supernatural / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.25.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 337 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Supernatural / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.25.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 337 | Status: Completed
Of Heaven and Hell
Ryo Angel
R
Just to let you know, I'm agnostic. I don't believe that God(s) or angels
exists. I just ALLOW the possibility that they might exist. You'll see what
I mean when you read. I mean no offense to the believers. I just want to
write a story ^^
To the story!
=========================================================== =
I laid back on cold throne, closed my eyes and listened to the screams of
new souls. My body relaxed, I didn't stir as I felt Celine's presence. "More
wine?" I asked her.
"Over a millennium's storage." She tempted, laying the goblet on the arm
of my throne within arm's reach. "Having trouble with a certain bunny?"
She asked in her motherly tone.
My hand closed around the goblet and I sat up. Opening my eyes, I took a
small sip, feeling the burn of life rush down my throat and enter my body.
When I bothered to look at her, I saw her eyes shine with amusement.
"And do you think that I'm growing weak?" I asked her. I wasn't harsh or
demanding as I was with Jedite. This was Celine. She spent centuries with
me. Teaching me the ways of being royalty. The ways of blending in with
the mortals that believe themselves to be of the good.
She shook her head. She took a sip from her own goblet of wine. "I believe
that you are protecting what is yours." She smiles and held up her goblet in
toast. "Tonight my niece will become Sailor Mars."
I frowned, "Your niece?"
She nodded. "Hino Rei."
"Beautiful Fire. Princess of Mars... How...?" I trailed off, letting her tell the
tale.
"It's millennium and millenniums ago." She told me. "You might not know
this, but I was one of the first mortals to have walked on the newly created
universe." She smirked, "During it's fifth creation of course."
"Of course." Time means nothing in Hell. When Creation starts over, the
souls are given a chance to live again. Those that wish it of course. In
Heaven, those that does not wish to be reborn are given duties as a
guardian angel. In Hell... well, let's just say it's not pretty. But I was
surprised that she was one of the first mortals. Why didn't she want to be
reincarnated? And I voiced my question.
"Didn't feel like it. Besides, I was with your father at the time of Rebirth."
She smiled fondly, "Those were good times..."
I keep forgetting that she was the only one that holds Father's affections.
Even now, he returns to her bed... when she welcomes him. "But what
about the Martian Princess?" I asked her, swirling the wine around. "How
is she related to you?"
"My sister was reincarnated during the Rebirth of the Silver Millennium as
the Queen of Mars. She married one of the lesser Prince of Pluto and gave
birth to my niece. I remember attending her christianing."
I was thoroughly surprised now. She attended a christianing? An immortal?
A DEMON? "I can't even begin to imagine their faces." I smiled.
"Oh, they didn't know I was there. But as she was bathed into the fire of
Mars, I made sure that she was chosen by the Priestess as the Chosen
One. She should live as long as she could..." She trailed off.
"Do you miss your own daughter?" I asked her. My half-sister. Normally
the offsprings of Lucifer does not join with the Rebrith, but she has
chosen... or rather, demanded that she be allowed. And she has earned a
place in Heaven. Perhaps she was better off there.
Celine shook her head, "No. It's been a long time. Besides," She downed
her goblet of wine and tossed it into the eternal flame. "She lives still..." A
smile lights her face, "As a Sailor Senshi."
"Who?" I asked, I do wish to see her again. She was one of the few siblings
that I could stand to be around.
"Pluto." Celine told me as she flickered off. Pluto. Guardian of Time. Well,
she always loved watching the mortals. Now she has a chance to do as she
wish.
Perhaps I should see this Princess of Mars. After all, if Celine had told me
of her existance, it means that she wants me to look after her. Always.
Taking care, I moved from the shadows into the temple that Rei resides.
My eyes narrow when I saw Jedite's form. Although I saw to it that he
suffered for his insolance, I let him live. He was, after all, one of my darling
brother's generals. Couldn't have him die so easily. But his very presence
angers me. And the demon that he summoned had my eyes blazing Hell's
fire. I made my anger known.
"Prince of Darkness, I beseech you!" He pleaded. "Spare me!"
I was calm through his begging. "Come out." I told my former lover. Not
Beryl this time. This was before Beryl, before my Serena. This was Drusilla.
She was a vision of beauty. Always was. Dark raven locks tumbled down to
her waist. Her eyes held a spark of insanity, but if you bothered to look past
her exterior, you would see an ingenious mind. She was pale, naturally,
she loved the paleness of the moon. And had made her flesh to look as
such. But it only added to her beauty. Donned in black attire, she looked
every bit of the Lady of Death as everyone had claimed they seen during
the plague in Europe so many years ago.
"My sweet William has gone from me." She sang softly, walking to my
side, head tilted to one side, a forlorn expression on her face.
"I was never yours, sister." I spat. Do you find it surprising? That I had
fucked my sister? She is older than me. Much much older. She was in fact
one of the first of my father's offsprings when he had fallen from Jehovah's
golden garden. And one of the deadliest. When I came down to Hell, before
I had met Celine, Drusilla danced around me like forbidden fruit. She was
one of the first that had corrupted me. I followed her around for a hundred
years, her devoted slave. Whatever she had wanted, she got.
You heard of souls, correct? Well, most souls go to Heaven. Something
about Jehovah forgiving everything and all that junk. The bodies, when
buried or burned or whatever, still retain a bit of their soul. Don't ask me to
explain, it would take more moments than you mortals possesses. Those
tiny bits of etheral origins are the evils that a person had done. They go
to Hell and wait for enough to merge to create a new soul. One of pure evil.
Of course, not all souls that exists in Hell are purely evil. Sometimes one
of my siblings would tamper with a soul of the pure and pour evil into the
pure. Despite what you may have heard of light always triumphs over evil,
evil sometimes win. And in the ways of the soul, evil ALWAYS wins. So
begins the tales of vampires. I suppose we are vampires in the sense of
soul snatching. When the evil tidbits take over, it's like having water full
to the brim and adding more. The purity of the souls spills over. And
instead of accending to Heaven, it descends to Hell and merges with evil,
creating a new soul. Not fully evil. Not fully pure. The Slayer.
Drusilla fancied herself to be a vampire, so I went along with her and
freed a couple thousand souls. But then I met the Slayer. Elizabeth Anne
Summers. Buffy to everyone. Cor, she was beautiful. Full of fire, passion.
Much like my Usako. I didn't have the heart to take her soul. Even a part of
it. She had died once and touched Heaven. Twice, and she found Heaven.
But her fools of so-called friends ripped her away. And the tiny tidbit of
evil that had came to Hell was called back, but it had merged with others.
With demon souls. And she became something of a demon herself.
But that was all in the past.
Drusilla stands before me now, her head still tilted, a smile on her face.
"Would you like Mummy to make it better?" She asked me, stepping closer.
"Take the nasty Slayer and her light away from you forever?"
My defenses had been stripped down as she made her way to me. But
when she laid her head down on my chest and reminded me of what she
had taken from me - my child.
'I thought you had changed, Spike.' She looked at me helplessly, holding
the lifeless child in her arms, completely drained of blood. 'I thought you
loved me.'
Drusilla had killed my daughter. And left the blame to me. Buffy couldn't
kill me. And a new Slayer had to be called when she... when she died.
With a growl, I shoved Drusilla away. "Regardless of what you think,
Sister." I emphasized, "I am stronger than I was before." My eyes hardened,
and a cruel smile graced my lips when I saw Jedite still before me, frozen
in place when Drusilla appeared. "But I am not heartless." I told her, turning
her around so she faced the pale Jedite, "I have a little toy for you to play with."
I watched as Drusilla collected her 'jewel of darkness'. A small hand placed
on my shoulder had my whirling around. "Buffy." I greeted. The petite girl
standing before me was not the woman that I had fell in love with. And she
knew it. My Buffy had died just as the Rebirth of Creation occurred. And this
woman before me may have her memories, her name. But she does not have
my love, nor ever will.
"Isn't that a little cruel to do?" She asked me, referring to Jedite.
I shook my head, "He got what he deserved." My gaze soften, "And you, little
one? Isn't it time for your rebirth?" Although she had a pure soul at birth, my
siblings had turned her. And now she has more evil than good.
She shrugged, not looking me in the eye. "Doesn't matter really."
I smiled, there was something I could do for her. Stroking her hair, I took away
enough of the evil to insert the goodness and purity she needed to ascend to
Heaven. Kissing her cheek, I smiled, "You need to be reborn, Slayer."
She gasped and I stand back as the fire consumed her. The fire of rebirth.
"Good-bye."
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Like I said, I have no idea where I'm going with this. I'm going through a
bit with Mamoru because well... he IS the main character. If you read
between the plot (hehe, what plot? ^^;;) you'll see that the way the senshi's
are found follows the Beryl series. Which means that Makoto is next. Then
comes Minako. Hehe... I actually have something up my sleeves for THAT
meeting. ^^ Kudos for me!
Anyways, thank-you soooooooooooooooooooo much for the reviews! See,
I've updated faster. I type faster once I get going. But once I hit a block, I
hit a block. But no worries, I'll be cranking these chapters out... hopefully.
Anyways, I won't discontinue this story, no sirree. I've actually grown quite
fond of this character that I'm writing... hehe.
As you can see, I'm a fan of BtVS. ^-^ Drusilla WILL be back... maybe. It
might be fun to see how she reacts to everything else... hehe.
I am currently looking for a beta reader. Lord knows I need one. Contact me by
e-mail, AIM, Yahoo! messenger, ICQ, or MSN messenger.
E-mail: tsuchiko2000@yahoo.com
AIM: Mizu Pheonix
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Ryo Angel
R
Just to let you know, I'm agnostic. I don't believe that God(s) or angels
exists. I just ALLOW the possibility that they might exist. You'll see what
I mean when you read. I mean no offense to the believers. I just want to
write a story ^^
To the story!
=========================================================== =
I laid back on cold throne, closed my eyes and listened to the screams of
new souls. My body relaxed, I didn't stir as I felt Celine's presence. "More
wine?" I asked her.
"Over a millennium's storage." She tempted, laying the goblet on the arm
of my throne within arm's reach. "Having trouble with a certain bunny?"
She asked in her motherly tone.
My hand closed around the goblet and I sat up. Opening my eyes, I took a
small sip, feeling the burn of life rush down my throat and enter my body.
When I bothered to look at her, I saw her eyes shine with amusement.
"And do you think that I'm growing weak?" I asked her. I wasn't harsh or
demanding as I was with Jedite. This was Celine. She spent centuries with
me. Teaching me the ways of being royalty. The ways of blending in with
the mortals that believe themselves to be of the good.
She shook her head. She took a sip from her own goblet of wine. "I believe
that you are protecting what is yours." She smiles and held up her goblet in
toast. "Tonight my niece will become Sailor Mars."
I frowned, "Your niece?"
She nodded. "Hino Rei."
"Beautiful Fire. Princess of Mars... How...?" I trailed off, letting her tell the
tale.
"It's millennium and millenniums ago." She told me. "You might not know
this, but I was one of the first mortals to have walked on the newly created
universe." She smirked, "During it's fifth creation of course."
"Of course." Time means nothing in Hell. When Creation starts over, the
souls are given a chance to live again. Those that wish it of course. In
Heaven, those that does not wish to be reborn are given duties as a
guardian angel. In Hell... well, let's just say it's not pretty. But I was
surprised that she was one of the first mortals. Why didn't she want to be
reincarnated? And I voiced my question.
"Didn't feel like it. Besides, I was with your father at the time of Rebirth."
She smiled fondly, "Those were good times..."
I keep forgetting that she was the only one that holds Father's affections.
Even now, he returns to her bed... when she welcomes him. "But what
about the Martian Princess?" I asked her, swirling the wine around. "How
is she related to you?"
"My sister was reincarnated during the Rebirth of the Silver Millennium as
the Queen of Mars. She married one of the lesser Prince of Pluto and gave
birth to my niece. I remember attending her christianing."
I was thoroughly surprised now. She attended a christianing? An immortal?
A DEMON? "I can't even begin to imagine their faces." I smiled.
"Oh, they didn't know I was there. But as she was bathed into the fire of
Mars, I made sure that she was chosen by the Priestess as the Chosen
One. She should live as long as she could..." She trailed off.
"Do you miss your own daughter?" I asked her. My half-sister. Normally
the offsprings of Lucifer does not join with the Rebrith, but she has
chosen... or rather, demanded that she be allowed. And she has earned a
place in Heaven. Perhaps she was better off there.
Celine shook her head, "No. It's been a long time. Besides," She downed
her goblet of wine and tossed it into the eternal flame. "She lives still..." A
smile lights her face, "As a Sailor Senshi."
"Who?" I asked, I do wish to see her again. She was one of the few siblings
that I could stand to be around.
"Pluto." Celine told me as she flickered off. Pluto. Guardian of Time. Well,
she always loved watching the mortals. Now she has a chance to do as she
wish.
Perhaps I should see this Princess of Mars. After all, if Celine had told me
of her existance, it means that she wants me to look after her. Always.
Taking care, I moved from the shadows into the temple that Rei resides.
My eyes narrow when I saw Jedite's form. Although I saw to it that he
suffered for his insolance, I let him live. He was, after all, one of my darling
brother's generals. Couldn't have him die so easily. But his very presence
angers me. And the demon that he summoned had my eyes blazing Hell's
fire. I made my anger known.
"Prince of Darkness, I beseech you!" He pleaded. "Spare me!"
I was calm through his begging. "Come out." I told my former lover. Not
Beryl this time. This was before Beryl, before my Serena. This was Drusilla.
She was a vision of beauty. Always was. Dark raven locks tumbled down to
her waist. Her eyes held a spark of insanity, but if you bothered to look past
her exterior, you would see an ingenious mind. She was pale, naturally,
she loved the paleness of the moon. And had made her flesh to look as
such. But it only added to her beauty. Donned in black attire, she looked
every bit of the Lady of Death as everyone had claimed they seen during
the plague in Europe so many years ago.
"My sweet William has gone from me." She sang softly, walking to my
side, head tilted to one side, a forlorn expression on her face.
"I was never yours, sister." I spat. Do you find it surprising? That I had
fucked my sister? She is older than me. Much much older. She was in fact
one of the first of my father's offsprings when he had fallen from Jehovah's
golden garden. And one of the deadliest. When I came down to Hell, before
I had met Celine, Drusilla danced around me like forbidden fruit. She was
one of the first that had corrupted me. I followed her around for a hundred
years, her devoted slave. Whatever she had wanted, she got.
You heard of souls, correct? Well, most souls go to Heaven. Something
about Jehovah forgiving everything and all that junk. The bodies, when
buried or burned or whatever, still retain a bit of their soul. Don't ask me to
explain, it would take more moments than you mortals possesses. Those
tiny bits of etheral origins are the evils that a person had done. They go
to Hell and wait for enough to merge to create a new soul. One of pure evil.
Of course, not all souls that exists in Hell are purely evil. Sometimes one
of my siblings would tamper with a soul of the pure and pour evil into the
pure. Despite what you may have heard of light always triumphs over evil,
evil sometimes win. And in the ways of the soul, evil ALWAYS wins. So
begins the tales of vampires. I suppose we are vampires in the sense of
soul snatching. When the evil tidbits take over, it's like having water full
to the brim and adding more. The purity of the souls spills over. And
instead of accending to Heaven, it descends to Hell and merges with evil,
creating a new soul. Not fully evil. Not fully pure. The Slayer.
Drusilla fancied herself to be a vampire, so I went along with her and
freed a couple thousand souls. But then I met the Slayer. Elizabeth Anne
Summers. Buffy to everyone. Cor, she was beautiful. Full of fire, passion.
Much like my Usako. I didn't have the heart to take her soul. Even a part of
it. She had died once and touched Heaven. Twice, and she found Heaven.
But her fools of so-called friends ripped her away. And the tiny tidbit of
evil that had came to Hell was called back, but it had merged with others.
With demon souls. And she became something of a demon herself.
But that was all in the past.
Drusilla stands before me now, her head still tilted, a smile on her face.
"Would you like Mummy to make it better?" She asked me, stepping closer.
"Take the nasty Slayer and her light away from you forever?"
My defenses had been stripped down as she made her way to me. But
when she laid her head down on my chest and reminded me of what she
had taken from me - my child.
'I thought you had changed, Spike.' She looked at me helplessly, holding
the lifeless child in her arms, completely drained of blood. 'I thought you
loved me.'
Drusilla had killed my daughter. And left the blame to me. Buffy couldn't
kill me. And a new Slayer had to be called when she... when she died.
With a growl, I shoved Drusilla away. "Regardless of what you think,
Sister." I emphasized, "I am stronger than I was before." My eyes hardened,
and a cruel smile graced my lips when I saw Jedite still before me, frozen
in place when Drusilla appeared. "But I am not heartless." I told her, turning
her around so she faced the pale Jedite, "I have a little toy for you to play with."
I watched as Drusilla collected her 'jewel of darkness'. A small hand placed
on my shoulder had my whirling around. "Buffy." I greeted. The petite girl
standing before me was not the woman that I had fell in love with. And she
knew it. My Buffy had died just as the Rebirth of Creation occurred. And this
woman before me may have her memories, her name. But she does not have
my love, nor ever will.
"Isn't that a little cruel to do?" She asked me, referring to Jedite.
I shook my head, "He got what he deserved." My gaze soften, "And you, little
one? Isn't it time for your rebirth?" Although she had a pure soul at birth, my
siblings had turned her. And now she has more evil than good.
She shrugged, not looking me in the eye. "Doesn't matter really."
I smiled, there was something I could do for her. Stroking her hair, I took away
enough of the evil to insert the goodness and purity she needed to ascend to
Heaven. Kissing her cheek, I smiled, "You need to be reborn, Slayer."
She gasped and I stand back as the fire consumed her. The fire of rebirth.
"Good-bye."
=========== =================================================
Like I said, I have no idea where I'm going with this. I'm going through a
bit with Mamoru because well... he IS the main character. If you read
between the plot (hehe, what plot? ^^;;) you'll see that the way the senshi's
are found follows the Beryl series. Which means that Makoto is next. Then
comes Minako. Hehe... I actually have something up my sleeves for THAT
meeting. ^^ Kudos for me!
Anyways, thank-you soooooooooooooooooooo much for the reviews! See,
I've updated faster. I type faster once I get going. But once I hit a block, I
hit a block. But no worries, I'll be cranking these chapters out... hopefully.
Anyways, I won't discontinue this story, no sirree. I've actually grown quite
fond of this character that I'm writing... hehe.
As you can see, I'm a fan of BtVS. ^-^ Drusilla WILL be back... maybe. It
might be fun to see how she reacts to everything else... hehe.
I am currently looking for a beta reader. Lord knows I need one. Contact me by
e-mail, AIM, Yahoo! messenger, ICQ, or MSN messenger.
E-mail: tsuchiko2000@yahoo.com
AIM: Mizu Pheonix
Yahoo! messenger: tsuchiko2000
MSN messenger: xakikox@msn.com ~OR~ xyukikox@msn.com
ICQ: 164735691
Thank-you much!
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