Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Recarnation 1 ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Shizuka Kaze 
Lena's memories.
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror / Romance / Angst | Type: Revenge Fic | Uploaded On: 11.29.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 225 | Status: Completed
Lena's memories.
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror / Romance / Angst | Type: Revenge Fic | Uploaded On: 11.29.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 225 | Status: Completed
Recarnation, Part One
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I did not make up the Sailor Senshi's, they belong to Naoko and everybody else associated with the right. Some of the Inner's name are made by Aurora Eos Rose and used with premission.
This is my own version of the death of the Senshis. Traditonal Senshi/General pairing. If you like the anime-pairings, I'd suggest you run or simply do not read this. No flames, please.
This chapter is mostly Lita's (Madgalena) memory of her last moments.
All the senshi's flashbacks will be written in third person.
// - flashback
* - thoughts
~ - mind sent
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// Lena stared grimly at the sea of demons, her emerald eyes sparkling with the desire to kill, to wipe out every single of one them. She walked forward, dignity and danger in every line of her body, and the youmas stepped away from her, until one of them screeched a battle cry. Madgalena smiled sinisterly, a smile that could have frozen water in July. She attacked with her fists and legs, not even bother to draw her sword from the scabbard. The creatures fell in tens, the ground
splattered with disembodied parts. Seconds later, she flipped forward, using an (living) enormous youma's head as a base and leapt high into the air, the antenna in her tiara glowing.
"Supreme Thunder Dragon!"
She shouted. A huge dragon-shaped creature made from electricity appeared on the ground, swallowing everything in its path, until an energy bolt destroyed it. Lena landed on her feet, seeking the force that had managed to destroy her dragon, her eyes wide with surprise. She almost didn't see the attack. A white bolt was hurled her way; she just managed to twist out of the way, and only her ponytail was singed. Her eyes narrowed, glancing at the shadows from where the attack had come.
"Show yourself."
She hissed, sounding like an angry tigress. A low chuckle was heard,
"Always ready for a fight."
Madgalena felt her heart freeze over as she recognized the voice, but arrogance caused her to ignore the pain.
"So we meet again, Nephrite."
Her eyes turned to slits, and she finally drew her sword. The general stepped forward, his long hair blowing in the breeze.
"Didn't your mother teach you not to sleep around?"
A flame sprung to life in her eyes.
"Didn't your mother teach you not to betray your prince?"
she shot back. Anger replaced the mockery and bitterness in Nephrite's eyes. They circled each other, occasionally exchanging blows. They lunged at each other exactly at the same time, their swords meeting with a loud ringing sound, and locked. Lena gritted her teeth as Nephrite threw his entire weight behind the blow, forcing her to her knees. Seizing an opportunity, she quickly rolled, and landed an kick to his stomach. He kneeled over in pain. Hesitating briefly, Lena brought the hilt of the sword down, breaking his neck. He fell to the ground, blood splattering his uniform. His eyes wavered, turning from black to brown, and stared at the tall warrior above him, her face impassive.
"Lena?"
The girl turned, her back facing him.
"That's Princess Madgalena to you, traitor!"
She snapped, her voice cold and hard. Before Nephrite could open his mouth to utter an explanation, she leapt high into the air, disappearing from his view.
Lena ran, slashing her sword left and right, ignoring the tears streaming down her face. She threw her fury, anger, pain, and desperation into her fight, and no youma could boast of having seen the Princess in this state and lived to tell its tale. Silver swam before her eyes, and she blinked.
"Kunzite?"
The man nodded. She smiled weakly, relieved,
"I'm glad you're here. Mary will be happy to see you."
The silver-haired man raised an eyebrow, his voice deceptively soft
"Will she? And are you truly glad to see me? As glad as you were to see your ex-lover?"
Lena's eyes grew wide.
"What are you talking about? Mary loves you, and you're doubting her faithfulness?"
Kunzite shook his head, his voice almost sad,
"How little you know. I don't doubt her faithfulness; I know she has been unfaithful. All those millions of affairs... "
The female warrior's face became wary, and she took a step backwards.
"What are you talking about; she's been waiting for you all this time."
Kunzite took a step forward,
"How can you be so sure?"
Lena glared at him, her voice tight,
"In case you had forgotten, let me remind you, I happen to occupy the wing right next to hers, and we always barge in without knocking. If she'd been having even one of those 'millions of affairs' that you spoke of, I would have known."
She shook her head sadly, and spoke softly, almost to herself
"Love cannot exist where there is no trust."
She raised her head,
"Then, why are you here, if it's not to see Mary?"
Kunzite laughed harshly,
"To kill her, of course. But first, I have to kill you, little girl."
Madgelena drew herself up to her full height, all 6 feet 1 inch, her spine almost snapping under the perfect posture, while her eyes flashed dangerously - she heard nothing but the threat and the Kunzite calling her a 'little girl'.
"Little girl? You have to kill me first to get to her."
The silver-haired man laughed cruelly,
"I was about do that anyway."
Lena growled, a low, inhuman sound, and sprung at him with amazing agility. He deflected her thrust easily, sending her sprawling back. The redhead continued to lunge at him, but he never moved an inch, and never tried to attack her. Lena
snarled, baring her teeth, realizing that he was toying with her. She'd give him something to sweat over. She clapped her hands together, still holding the sword, and spun.
"Oak Evolution!"
He evaded the balls of pink power easily. Lena was sweating, breathing heavily, and tired. But he was fresh, fed, rested, and the dark energy gave him almost limitless power.
"You shouldn't over-exercise yourself, Lena. You'll only hurt yourself."
Madgalena panted, her breathing rapid and shallow,
"You'll hurt me anyway, so why should I care? I'm hurting enough already!"
This time, Kunzite's laugh was filled with bitterness, anger, and agony.
"You know nothing of hurt, Lena. Do you know what it feels like to see your lover accepting another man's proposal? No. Do you what it feels like, to realize that after everything you've done for her, suffered for her, she forgot you? No. Do you know what it feels like to know your lover betrayed you? No. Do you know this pain that feels like your heart has been torn to shreds? Do you?"
Lena shook her head sadly, her eyes losing their brightness.
"I know far more than you think I know."
Lena lunged again, and Kunzite easily fended her off. His eyes, however, were getting impatient.
"I'll deal with you later. Marianne is about to get a dose of her own medicine."
He turned to leave, but a sword narrowly missing his neck caused him to turn around faster than lightning. He glared at Lena, and finally attacked in earnest, with every dirty trick he knew. He lunged at her, and she stepped back, but it had
been a feint. He used his momentum to carry him forward, his sword a white blur in the air, performing an upper cut butterfly sweep, before it came back on the other side, a mirror sweep of the first. The movements ripped Lena open from her abdomen to her neck, and as Kunzite send a powerful kick flinging her backwards, she was already undeniably dead. Her head crashed against a rock, and he smiled. His hand lifted towards the sky, and he murmured,
"My friend, I've killed your murdered. May you rest in peace, Nephrite."
He swished his cloak around him, never glancing back at the body as he continued toward his next destination. //
I choked back screams as I realized the enormity of what I had done. Her death had been entirely my fault: my own heart and love that been my worst enemy. And now, I would have to tear out my heart and rip it apart. My own eyes hardened in response to this weak thought. Death was not an option for me. My life was not my own, and as long as Victoria was alive, there was hope. A nearby movement caused me to swirl around, the holy moon sword ready to be used. A tall, blond figure stepped out.
"Jadeite,"
I acknowledge, a frozen smile on my lips. He returned my smile,
"Princess Marianne of Venus, a pleasure to see you. And a pleasure to kill you."
He ran towards me, his sword in kill position. I knocked his sword aside easily, chuckling mirthlessly.
"As much as it pleased you to kill Rhiannon?"
A flash of surprise on his face confirmed that my bluff had worked.
"How did you know about that?"
I shrugged, ignoring the tears that wanted to be shed,
"Why else would you bother to kill me?"
My eyes turned frosty, remembering my purpose.
"I've no time to deal with you,"
I snapped, impatient, before whispering
"Crescent Beam."
The light flew from my fingertips, singing his uniform. A footstep behind me alerted my senses to my second attacker. I jumped, curling my body in a ball, just as a fireball burst from Jadeite's palm, hitting a white energy bolt from Kunzite
where I'd been standing a second ago. Using the smoke as a shield, I flipped over the blonde's head, sending a random beam at his back. A scream assured me that I had hit him, and the abrupt stillness after that told me that he was dead. I shook my head in sadness. These generals had been once the highest ranking nobles on Earth; now, they had become Beryl's slaves, ready to do her bidding even if it involved their own love and life. I ran (despite the fact that I knew Rhia was already dead) and prayed that Victoria was still alive. At the last gate before the throne-room, Rhia's body was lying on the ground, her neck tilted at an odd angle. I kneeled besides her, cradling her dead body close, sobbing quietly, as her memories hit me so fast that I collapsed.
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Chapter 4, also in paragraphs. Hum, my chapters seem to get longer and longer.
Next chapter will me Rei's (Rhiannon) memory, something for the Mars/Jadeite fans.
Please review and make me happy.
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I did not make up the Sailor Senshi's, they belong to Naoko and everybody else associated with the right. Some of the Inner's name are made by Aurora Eos Rose and used with premission.
This is my own version of the death of the Senshis. Traditonal Senshi/General pairing. If you like the anime-pairings, I'd suggest you run or simply do not read this. No flames, please.
This chapter is mostly Lita's (Madgalena) memory of her last moments.
All the senshi's flashbacks will be written in third person.
// - flashback
* - thoughts
~ - mind sent
______________________________________________
// Lena stared grimly at the sea of demons, her emerald eyes sparkling with the desire to kill, to wipe out every single of one them. She walked forward, dignity and danger in every line of her body, and the youmas stepped away from her, until one of them screeched a battle cry. Madgalena smiled sinisterly, a smile that could have frozen water in July. She attacked with her fists and legs, not even bother to draw her sword from the scabbard. The creatures fell in tens, the ground
splattered with disembodied parts. Seconds later, she flipped forward, using an (living) enormous youma's head as a base and leapt high into the air, the antenna in her tiara glowing.
"Supreme Thunder Dragon!"
She shouted. A huge dragon-shaped creature made from electricity appeared on the ground, swallowing everything in its path, until an energy bolt destroyed it. Lena landed on her feet, seeking the force that had managed to destroy her dragon, her eyes wide with surprise. She almost didn't see the attack. A white bolt was hurled her way; she just managed to twist out of the way, and only her ponytail was singed. Her eyes narrowed, glancing at the shadows from where the attack had come.
"Show yourself."
She hissed, sounding like an angry tigress. A low chuckle was heard,
"Always ready for a fight."
Madgalena felt her heart freeze over as she recognized the voice, but arrogance caused her to ignore the pain.
"So we meet again, Nephrite."
Her eyes turned to slits, and she finally drew her sword. The general stepped forward, his long hair blowing in the breeze.
"Didn't your mother teach you not to sleep around?"
A flame sprung to life in her eyes.
"Didn't your mother teach you not to betray your prince?"
she shot back. Anger replaced the mockery and bitterness in Nephrite's eyes. They circled each other, occasionally exchanging blows. They lunged at each other exactly at the same time, their swords meeting with a loud ringing sound, and locked. Lena gritted her teeth as Nephrite threw his entire weight behind the blow, forcing her to her knees. Seizing an opportunity, she quickly rolled, and landed an kick to his stomach. He kneeled over in pain. Hesitating briefly, Lena brought the hilt of the sword down, breaking his neck. He fell to the ground, blood splattering his uniform. His eyes wavered, turning from black to brown, and stared at the tall warrior above him, her face impassive.
"Lena?"
The girl turned, her back facing him.
"That's Princess Madgalena to you, traitor!"
She snapped, her voice cold and hard. Before Nephrite could open his mouth to utter an explanation, she leapt high into the air, disappearing from his view.
Lena ran, slashing her sword left and right, ignoring the tears streaming down her face. She threw her fury, anger, pain, and desperation into her fight, and no youma could boast of having seen the Princess in this state and lived to tell its tale. Silver swam before her eyes, and she blinked.
"Kunzite?"
The man nodded. She smiled weakly, relieved,
"I'm glad you're here. Mary will be happy to see you."
The silver-haired man raised an eyebrow, his voice deceptively soft
"Will she? And are you truly glad to see me? As glad as you were to see your ex-lover?"
Lena's eyes grew wide.
"What are you talking about? Mary loves you, and you're doubting her faithfulness?"
Kunzite shook his head, his voice almost sad,
"How little you know. I don't doubt her faithfulness; I know she has been unfaithful. All those millions of affairs... "
The female warrior's face became wary, and she took a step backwards.
"What are you talking about; she's been waiting for you all this time."
Kunzite took a step forward,
"How can you be so sure?"
Lena glared at him, her voice tight,
"In case you had forgotten, let me remind you, I happen to occupy the wing right next to hers, and we always barge in without knocking. If she'd been having even one of those 'millions of affairs' that you spoke of, I would have known."
She shook her head sadly, and spoke softly, almost to herself
"Love cannot exist where there is no trust."
She raised her head,
"Then, why are you here, if it's not to see Mary?"
Kunzite laughed harshly,
"To kill her, of course. But first, I have to kill you, little girl."
Madgelena drew herself up to her full height, all 6 feet 1 inch, her spine almost snapping under the perfect posture, while her eyes flashed dangerously - she heard nothing but the threat and the Kunzite calling her a 'little girl'.
"Little girl? You have to kill me first to get to her."
The silver-haired man laughed cruelly,
"I was about do that anyway."
Lena growled, a low, inhuman sound, and sprung at him with amazing agility. He deflected her thrust easily, sending her sprawling back. The redhead continued to lunge at him, but he never moved an inch, and never tried to attack her. Lena
snarled, baring her teeth, realizing that he was toying with her. She'd give him something to sweat over. She clapped her hands together, still holding the sword, and spun.
"Oak Evolution!"
He evaded the balls of pink power easily. Lena was sweating, breathing heavily, and tired. But he was fresh, fed, rested, and the dark energy gave him almost limitless power.
"You shouldn't over-exercise yourself, Lena. You'll only hurt yourself."
Madgalena panted, her breathing rapid and shallow,
"You'll hurt me anyway, so why should I care? I'm hurting enough already!"
This time, Kunzite's laugh was filled with bitterness, anger, and agony.
"You know nothing of hurt, Lena. Do you know what it feels like to see your lover accepting another man's proposal? No. Do you what it feels like, to realize that after everything you've done for her, suffered for her, she forgot you? No. Do you know what it feels like to know your lover betrayed you? No. Do you know this pain that feels like your heart has been torn to shreds? Do you?"
Lena shook her head sadly, her eyes losing their brightness.
"I know far more than you think I know."
Lena lunged again, and Kunzite easily fended her off. His eyes, however, were getting impatient.
"I'll deal with you later. Marianne is about to get a dose of her own medicine."
He turned to leave, but a sword narrowly missing his neck caused him to turn around faster than lightning. He glared at Lena, and finally attacked in earnest, with every dirty trick he knew. He lunged at her, and she stepped back, but it had
been a feint. He used his momentum to carry him forward, his sword a white blur in the air, performing an upper cut butterfly sweep, before it came back on the other side, a mirror sweep of the first. The movements ripped Lena open from her abdomen to her neck, and as Kunzite send a powerful kick flinging her backwards, she was already undeniably dead. Her head crashed against a rock, and he smiled. His hand lifted towards the sky, and he murmured,
"My friend, I've killed your murdered. May you rest in peace, Nephrite."
He swished his cloak around him, never glancing back at the body as he continued toward his next destination. //
I choked back screams as I realized the enormity of what I had done. Her death had been entirely my fault: my own heart and love that been my worst enemy. And now, I would have to tear out my heart and rip it apart. My own eyes hardened in response to this weak thought. Death was not an option for me. My life was not my own, and as long as Victoria was alive, there was hope. A nearby movement caused me to swirl around, the holy moon sword ready to be used. A tall, blond figure stepped out.
"Jadeite,"
I acknowledge, a frozen smile on my lips. He returned my smile,
"Princess Marianne of Venus, a pleasure to see you. And a pleasure to kill you."
He ran towards me, his sword in kill position. I knocked his sword aside easily, chuckling mirthlessly.
"As much as it pleased you to kill Rhiannon?"
A flash of surprise on his face confirmed that my bluff had worked.
"How did you know about that?"
I shrugged, ignoring the tears that wanted to be shed,
"Why else would you bother to kill me?"
My eyes turned frosty, remembering my purpose.
"I've no time to deal with you,"
I snapped, impatient, before whispering
"Crescent Beam."
The light flew from my fingertips, singing his uniform. A footstep behind me alerted my senses to my second attacker. I jumped, curling my body in a ball, just as a fireball burst from Jadeite's palm, hitting a white energy bolt from Kunzite
where I'd been standing a second ago. Using the smoke as a shield, I flipped over the blonde's head, sending a random beam at his back. A scream assured me that I had hit him, and the abrupt stillness after that told me that he was dead. I shook my head in sadness. These generals had been once the highest ranking nobles on Earth; now, they had become Beryl's slaves, ready to do her bidding even if it involved their own love and life. I ran (despite the fact that I knew Rhia was already dead) and prayed that Victoria was still alive. At the last gate before the throne-room, Rhia's body was lying on the ground, her neck tilted at an odd angle. I kneeled besides her, cradling her dead body close, sobbing quietly, as her memories hit me so fast that I collapsed.
_______________________________
Chapter 4, also in paragraphs. Hum, my chapters seem to get longer and longer.
Next chapter will me Rei's (Rhiannon) memory, something for the Mars/Jadeite fans.
Please review and make me happy.