Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Outcast Saga Lost in Sailor Moon world ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Hi this is Benji Himura. I am now starting a new fanfic. Is a Sailor moon story. I don't own Sailor moon or any of the characters. Some anime or manga characters might show up in the story I also don't own then. I own Benji Himura and others characters that will show up in the story. It might be violence and sex in the story so if you are underage of seventeen are warned the content might be too improper to your age. Read by your own will and risk. In anyway enjoy the story.

Signed: Benji Himura.

 

This story happens after the Stars saga. Most of the senshis are in the college. Hotaru is on the high school. She has 18 years old. If you dislike changes in things that people call CANNON then it is better stop reading here. If you dislike Self-Inserted fics then stop reading here. If you dislike both then don't read from me. If you like both or you want to see what I will do then I welcome you to read my fic. And please if you are a purist fan and think that I ruined the story save the harsh comments for yourself. I don't mind being flamed but just say that you disliked. If you send a harsh flaming review I might send a harsh answer. If you just disliked and review saying me so it is fine. I can't please everyone. But please don't do as few reviews that I had and send harsh reviews that are basically the same one almost crucifying me. I could say name but I won't. If you want to know who just see my reviews. They are still there. Any review is welcome. But please when writing think if you would like to get an answer with harsh words if you use harsh words. And by harsh I mean cursing, name calling or even saying things about me or someone else that you don't know. Advices, constructive critics, comments about the story or characters, pointing mistakes in spelling, asking for pre-read and questions that I can answer with out giving any secret of the story, will be welcomed. Flames will be read and answered as civil as possible. But remember I also can lose my temper and send a flaming answer.

 

 

“Text”= Talked or thought sentences.

(Text)= Talked sentences in a foreign language. As English when everyone else speaks Japanese.

;Text;= Title of the scene song.

:Translations of a sentence in a language that isn't English, and small observations during the story:

 

 

Prologue.

 

 

Vitória, Espirito Santo, Brazil January 27, 2005

 

 

I open my eyes not much happy in leaving my nice and comfortable dreams. But the brightness of my room doesn't let me sleep. I found one of my bandanas on the floor next to me as it has been by the past week. I consider in using that bandana again as a blindfold. I grab it but I give up on sleeping. I sit in floor. My room is too hot. I even folded my futon to sleep in the bare wood floor to avoid the intense heat of the Brazilian summer. I toss my sheet over the folded futon. I tie the bandana around my neck to use it later. I run my fingers by my hair. As usual it is a tangled mess. Since I cutted it few months ago I wake with my hair looking like some horrible mess. Always happened when I let my hair short. I grab a clean white t-shirt and open the door and move to the bathroom. I finish putting on the shirt and I grab a brush and begin to tame my hair in a less troublesome style. I look in the mirror. I need to shave again. Have been two weeks. I brush my free hand against my chin. I am Benji Himura. I am an average Brazilian man. I have twenty one years old. My mother is half Japanese and half Brazilian. My father is part Arab and part Brazilian. I am tall and well build. I have a natural tan that I acquired living under the tropical sun for twenty one years. My black hair reaches the base of my neck. I have light brown eyes and an attractive face. At least I like it. And my friends too. After comb my hair I tie the bandana over it. Is too hot and I know that in few hours that bandana will be soaked. I look to myself. With the white t-shirt and a dark blue shorts. I don't use pajamas. Just the shorts are good. A loud feline cry takes me from my thoughts. Lek a large black cat is waiting for the morning food. As I walk to the kitchen Merle, Lek's mother a large Siamese cat join the line. Spike the father of Lek is nowhere to be seen. But being a ninja cat as he is I am not surprised. I place food in the three plates belonging to the feline trio and get myself some water. As usual I don't wake up hungry. My body is still running with the last night late dinner. I move to the computer. My brother is dead in sleep as usual. He sleeps during the day and goes out in the night. A vampire as my family teases him. After turn the computer table to my I turn it on. Sadly my brother keeps the computer in his room. The living room is too bright. My room is too filled with my stuffs. Since he has a closet he can keep his things in there saving some space. I turn it on and put the volume in a lower level. As usual my brother leaves it in the max. After get online and check my e-mails I open the Word. I guess that I might work on my fics. Since I am still blocked in the I guess that I can work a bit so at least have some new chapters to my fics when I gain accesses again. But I am not on the mood of working on my old fics. I have the bad habit of get stuck in the story when it gets really interesting. I have dozens of ideas but putting then down is hard. I sigh loudly and my brother stirs turning in the bed. I am not in the mood to play an online game. My house doesn't have cable TV since the neighborhood is not on the access area so TV is out. Going to my grandmother don't sounds appealing to me. Is still too early to call my friends. And I am not willing to go out. At least a fall one week and a half ago gives me the excuse to stay in home. I slipped down the stairs when raining. Thanks to my martial arts training I managed to fall in a better way and decreasing the damage. But the momentum and the steps gave me a nasty cut on the ankle. The worse part is that in home we was lacking of gauzes or bandages. So my mother used an intimate absorbent as gauze and used some medical tape to hold it in the place. I saw that move in movie before. The worse part is that in the following morning I removed the improvised bandage only to found that it was soaking with blood. Since the cut is on a joint it takes time to heal. So I grab another absorbent and place it there again. Well now is closed and don't bleed more. The sound of my playlist fills the air. As usual is a small group of anime music. I careless surf on the net since I don't have much more to do. After one hour my zombie brother decides that the room is too hot and joins the cats in the living room carpet. I raise the volume of the music a bit. I can hear the workers repairing the post that was hitten last night by a truck. Luckily the power is back on. I work a bit in a couple of fics. They move slowly. Painfully slowly and to think that until few months ago I updated then every week. Sometimes even twice a week. I save my fics and stretch a bit. My back pops and I sigh with pleasure with that. I sigh and stare to the open cabinet of the computer. Two days ago the machine was so hot that was near of a meltdown. In response my brother opened the cabinet to allow more air to run. Is too hot and the air is hot. So the computer is not cooling. With a ventilator and the removed wall now he can. I look at the lights there listening to the songs of my playlist. I sing along the music. It is the opening theme of Sakura wars, Geki! Teikoku Kagekidan! I like that series. But sadly in Brazil is really hard to found a good anime to buy. I am pissed with the distributors from this country and they old fashioned mind that think that animation is only for kids. I am so pissed that I forgot to pay attention to my surrounding and the music. I barely notice when the music begun to get some odd spikes. The computer plaques are sparking with electricity. I rush to shut it down by the main line. Big mistake. A power surge runs thru the damaged street line hitting my computer and me. My last thought is that the computer hard drives survive this and me too.

 

 

Tokyo June seventh 2004

 

Benji lands hard on wet concrete. Stunned he fights against the pain of the fall. “Rain?” Benji says in Portuguese feeling the cold drops wetting him. He looks around and founds himself on a empty alley. He sees a familiar bag pack and picks it up with a small smile. He manages to get up and he walks away from the alley. He wanders by empty streets looking around. Too distracted trying to figure how he ended in another city after being shocked to notice that the rain is soaking him. “This can't be real. Those letters are Japanese.” Benji whispers looking at the shop windows. He is taken out of his musings by a loud girl scream. Benji runs to the direction of the scream forgetting about his ankle. He reaches the place from where the scream came.

“Tentacle action…” Benji mutters seeing nine sailor suited young women being held by a feminine shaped monster with many tentacles on the crotch area. And the tentacles are moving really close of the girls privates. “Should I help or enjoy the show?” he thinks seeing the action. “What the hell I am thinking?! I have to help the senshis!” he thinks grabbing a pair of combat knifes from his bag pack and charging at the demon who is about to penetrate the now unconscious women. Benji unsheathes the knifes and hits the demon tentacles by the roots. The girls fall in the wet concrete hard. But not as hard as he did. Benji spins drifting on the wet ground using the open guard caused by the pain in the demon to bury his two knifes on the demon neck and he forces them to the sides cutting it off. The demon falls bleeding a greenish goo. Benji sigh in relief for ending the demon. He cleans the knifes and sheathe them. He looks at his surroundings recognizing as the front steps of the Hikawa-jinja. He moves to Sailor Jupiter and removes the tentacles from her cutting them off if needed. And he picks her up and takes her up to the shrine. After a couple of minutes he reaches the shrine moving to the back entering in the Hino house. He places Makoto on the living room and moves down the stairs taking the senshis to the shrine by a decreasing order. The taller ones first. He moves to Sailor Saturn the last one of the group. Benji is actually glad of making the choice of the decreasing order. Eight trips up and down the long stairs carrying the senshis are tiring him up. At least he knows that Hotaru is almost as light as a feather. He places her silence glaive on his belt tying on his back to take it up the stairs as he did to Pluto staff. A detail that he forgot is to check if the demon turned into a pile of dust or something like that. And the demon is regenerating with his cutted body parts joining and fixing themselves. When Benji reaches the first step the demon attacks again. Benji barely dodges thanks to the sound of the demon stepping on a puddle. The tentacles nail themselves on the stone steps and Benji runs few meters. Benji runs away from the youma protecting Hotaru, making the demon runs after him. The demon tries hitting him with the tentacles that he barely dodges and occasionally cuts off slowing the demon a bit.

 

On the shrine.

 

The sailor senshis wake not understanding what happened and how they ended on the shrine. They hear the sounds of the battle down the stairs and the lack of Hotaru by them side. They run down the stairs and found Benji dodging the demon attacks. Sailor Moon begun to make a speech. But not even Benji and the demon are paying attention to it anyway. Sailor Mars hit Moon on the head stating that they aren't paying attention. They hear a shout “Death ribbon revolution!” they see a energy attack hit the demon burning many of the tentacles. Benji charges at it and slashes the demon with the two knifes before leaping out the demon range. Sailor Moon attacks the demon vanquishing it. Benji falls on his knees his white shirt is stained with a large stain of blood on his chest. Saturn rushes to his side holding him preventing him from falling face down on the water. The others run to them. After a discussion they take him to the shrine and Hotaru heals him while Ami bandages him. In the living room the others senshis discuss the events.

“I admit that his help was really important but why we have to take care of him?” Rei asks.

“Because if he wasn't there that youma would have raped all of us with those gross tentacles. Honestly I might be lonely but I pass that.” Makoto says to Rei, who nods agreeing.

“And how we would explain his wounds in a hospital.” Ami says to them. “Besides he did save us all. The least that we could to is treating him.” The blue haired senshi statement is agreed by half of the senshis. The other half is not exactly pleased by it. Setsuna is with Hotaru while she heals the stranger. And she is busy examining the bag pack that was found near of them when they woke assuming correctly that it is his.

She removes the contains of the bag pack placing in front of her to exam each of them later. A palm top, a CD player, a CD case, a photo album and a battery charger back in the bag and the combat knife is in front of him, there are five metal rods of thirty centimeters each with a screw tip placed beside the other, the two tekkos are near of the rods one beside the other, there is a long and slender knife on the proper sheath near of the tekkos and metal baton.

“Now why he would carry those weapons around?” Setsuna asks to herself. She sees a wallet and read the documents inside it. “Note to self tell my past self to learn Portuguese.” She thinks before shivering.

“Benji Himura. Age 21. Born in August twenty third of 1983.” She reads on a driver's license. Hotaru looks a bit surprised at her mother but she continues to heal Benji wounds. Ami cleaned them before the senshi of silence could begin the healing process and the purge of any evil material from him. She let out a small tired sigh, there is a thin layer of sweat over her forehead showing the effort that she is doing to heal him up.

A couple of hours later Setsuna and Hotaru leaved the room. Setsuna is holding a CD case and hearing to a CD player. Michiru moves to Hotaru and wipes her face before making her seat and giving her some cookies and milk. Before the others can shower the duo with questions Setsuna raise her hand halting them.

“Let Hotaru rest for few minutes before she tells us what she saw.” The senshi of time tell to the others who nod agreeing. After a couple of minutes Hotaru have finished her snack and she looks at the others that look at her with raw curiosity. “I will say what I saw him doing and only that.” Hotaru says to them. “When I woke I was on his arms. He was walking to the shrine steps. When I was going to ask to him put me down so I could walk myself over there the youma attacked again by surprise.” The violet eyed senshi take a small break to let the words sink on the others.

“He barely dodged the attack and fell on the ground. During those actions he kept me protected and on purpose made me land over him even knowing that he would hurt himself on the process.” Hotaru continues her story. “When he groaned in pain I noticed that he was with my silent glaive on his back and he landed over it. That on the hard asphalt, with me in top of him. But he moved fast and dodged a new attack. I asked him if he could put me down. He said in English that he didn't understand me but that he was glad to see me wake. I asked again this time in English. He nodded and placed me over my feet and handed to me my glaive.” Hotaru stops to take a sip of milk. Her best friends or even better her family look at her holding back comments and questions.

“Before I could tell him to leave he draw two combat knifes. Those two that you saw Setsuna-mama. And he said that he would help me. Honestly I was really happy with that offer. The youma was far from us as if waiting for us attack first.” She resumes her tale seeing now the surprise on the others faces.

“I asked where you where. And he said that on the shrine. He said that if he got there about half minute later he wouldn't be sure if he would be able to stop the youma. I asked him why and he said that he would probably have fainted with blood loss because he would be seeing a scene that it could have come out from a tentacle hentai movie. I was a bit surprised but then it sank in. His tone was playful one. He was making a joke to ease the mood. I just laugh at the joke.”

“What?!” Rei asks with shock. “I was really scared. That was my first solo battle. And that youma caught us all. I was almost wetting myself before he tossed that bad joke. After it I relaxed a bit and he noticed. He asked me if I was afraid and I nodded confirming. He said that it was okay. And that he was also scared. But that real courage is to act even in fear, not being totally out of fears. I guess that I smiled at him since he smiled at me.” Hotaru continues after Rei interruption.

“I was about to make one of those speeches that Serena always make. He stopped me and said that the youma attacked from behind with no warning. Why we needed to warn him. Besides you really think that he would wait until I finished the speech to try lace me with those tentacles. I gave to his point. After all he was right and the speech was silly.” Hotaru comments make Serena and the others blush.

“So we charged at the youma. He fought really well. And his orders were quite easy to understand and to see the reason to do so.” This new comment makes Serena blush more, her leadership skills where insulted. “Our first action was to take out the tentacles out of the way. So we where chopping them off before attacking the youma body. He said that we would try holding the youma long enough to the others wake and help us if we couldn't kill it. I agreed with that.” Haruka nods hearing Hotaru comment.

“We kept up for about twenty minutes. We where getting tired and I wasn't even close of having energy enough to my death ribbon revolution. I slipped on the wet sidewalk and the youma tried to stab me with one of the tentacles. That man pushed me out of the way getting himself stabbed in my place. He screamed in pain but chopped off the tentacle. He tossed both of his knives on the youma head. He hitted the youma in the eyes. Blinding it for a while. He ran to it and punched him giving a combo. I got up and helped him. He got his knives back and we continued to attack. After a couple more minutes you guys arrived and you know the rest.” Hotaru says finishing her tale.

Hotaru sips the remaining milk from her glass, the other senshis are in silence digesting the information. “I think that the least that we could do is thanking him for aiding us and helping Hotaru to fight.” Michiru says breaking the silence. And the room bursts with comments of six confuse senshis. Only Setsuna and Hotaru stay quiet along Michiru.

“And we are supposed to do it?” Haruka asks “We can't just show up there like this and say thank you for saving us from a rapist demon.” The blonde adds. But she froze with Michiru ice cold glare. “Then he should have left you to enjoy the tentacles.” The deep oceans senshi says to her lesbian lover. “After all you just love feeling things inside you right?” Haruka pales and shivers with the last sarcastic comment from her lover. It took a long time to Haruka get used to have fingers and small dildos inside her. And still she is not comfortable with anything thicker than Michiru slender fingers. And her lover knows it.

“But…but…” Haruka stumbles a comment that is cutted by the sudden appearance of a slow moving Benji, only on his pants and bandages wrapped around his chest. He walks by the living hall to the kitchen. The senshis stare as he moves by them with out even looking at them. He walks to the kitchen sink and opens the faucet and drink water by cupping his hands and drinking it. After quenching his thirst he closes the faucet and dries his hands a bit and cleans his lips and begins to move back to where he came. All that looking half sleep and ready to fall on the floor at any moment.

“He was supposed to so that?” Serena asks pointing to the half conscious man moving out of the living room. “Not on his actual state.” Ami answers. Benji yawns covering his mouth and keep moving. Not seeing the door from where he came he looks around and move to a corner. He grabs a cushion near of Michiru and tosses on the corner and leans on the floor and sleeps there as soon he leans his leans his head on the soft surface.

“After that wound and healing he was supposed to be able to move so soon?” Makoto asks looking at the now sleeping man. “No. But at least he is sleeping again. He must be really thirsty to move like this when he is so hurt.” Setsuna says.

“Moving on more important matters what we will do with him?” Haruka asks happy that Michiru seems to have forgotten about her comment. “Simple. Until he wakes we will take care of him. Then we will ask him few questions. After it just after hearing him.” Setsuna says to the others. Ami agrees with the elder senshi plan as well Hotaru.

“Fine. But where we will keep him? Not on my living room I hope.” Rei says. “Well we can move him back to the guest room. I guess since he is not used to the layout of this house he haven't found the door to leave on his state. But he was going back.” Ami says. And with that Hotaru and Makoto takes the tall man back to the guest room and they continue to discuss over the failed attack against the tentacle demon.

 

 

End of the prologue

 

Author notes:

 

Please read and review. I will answer every review. Good or bad. If you have time to read and send a review. I will send you an answer. I am making two versions of this story. One with out explicit sex scenes and one with then. As well with sexual related omakes. The unedited version can be found in MediaMiner fanfiction page. The link is on my profile.