Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ The Darkness of Night ❯ Chapter 1

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Author’s Notes:
Hey everyone, just some quick notes about this story.
1.It’s gonna be pretty dark at times, I’ll provide some comic relief but for the
most part it’ll be pretty angsty
2.If you’re not into yuri (girl on girl) go somewhere else
3.It’s a Silver Millennium fic and I’m taking vast liberties with the story line
and the characters of Queen Serenity etc.
4.This story will involve a Haruka and Seiya pairing, if that’s not your piece
of cake you can scuttle off
5.Since this does take place in the Silver Millennium I will be making up
some characters but I’ll try to keep it to a minimum
6.This story is rated R if ya didn’t notice
My new website, not all spiffy or anything right now, too busy with other stuff, updates
will probably be there first.
http://www.members.shaw.ca/Caspychan/
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The Darkness of Night

Destiny, that’s the justification for my life, for the pain, for the deceit, for the life of
a warrior and for the life of a princess. I am the High Princess of Tenousei; my real
name is Haruka although to all but my mother I am Urania of Miranda. From my birth I
was destined to become the guardian and the ruler of my home, and as such was
trained to be an assassin as well as a member of the highest social class. Currently I
am seventeen standard cycles and have been on the throne since ten, forced into the
role by the seers who ordained I was fully prepared for the responsibility; my life has
been guided by their prophetic dreams, said to be sent by Uranus himself. I cannot
change this life I’m living, no matter how my heart longs to be set free. There is a soft
knock on my door and with a wave of my hand it unlocks and I turn to look at my visitor.
“I apologize for disrupting you,” the young man bows slightly, “the visitors from
the Star Kingdoms have arrived earlier than anticipated and await your arrival.”
I nod and I turn to leave my chambers, setting my back straight and waving away
my self-examination. Out of the corner of my eye I can see the boy smile to himself,
proud for speaking to me; he is the new guard posted outside my door, recently
promoted and still very nervous in my company. I quickly make my way through the
winding hallways, my heels clicking softly and my velvet cape rustling, the halls are
fairly vacant as there is currently a ball in the main throne room. Elaborate balls help
boost the morale of surrounding cities and the palace holds them every few weeks, I
usually stay for two or three dances before excusing myself and slipping away to seek
some solace.
I enter an elaborate room with archaic symbols painted on all the floors, the
ceiling an ever changing mirage of the night sky, and look up at my three guests.
“Sailor Uranus, we thank you for accepting our visit and we apologize for arriving
before our proposed time, however there were some difficulties in securing the transport
gate for a longer period of time.”
I nod and motion for the three to follow me out the room. The transport gates
allow the travel of senshi between several planets; however, the location of many gates
is unknown and the journey through them is often dangerous. The mystic gates bend
this reality and merge it to the reality of the demon realm, crossing over for a short
period of time, often senshi refrain from using these gates for fear of being trapped in
the demon dimension, the threat of being tainted by the evil and just the sheer strength
of the magics involved. I knew that the three intended to gate here, but I admit I am
shocked that they followed through with it. The central figure steps toward me, inclining
her head slightly.
“I am Sailor Star Fighter, this is Sailor Star Healer and Sailor Star Maker; you
must be curious as to why we chose to gate here rather than choose an alternate
means of transportation.”
“I must admit I am, but you must be tired from your journey, I recommend that
you rest and in the morning we will discuss it.” I walk out of the room and the three
Starlight senshi follow me hastily.
“I do not believe that would be the most prudent course of action Sailor Uranus.”
The one called Sailor Star Maker says to me stepping in front of me. I glance over her
and nod, feeling the uneasiness in her voice.
“Please call be Urania, also, if not an inconvenience to you I would ask that you
change from your senshi forms, there is currently a ball and civilians tend to fear what
they do not understand and that includes senshi of any form.” I search them for an
answer and they seem somewhat embarrassed. Please come this way, it is a servant’s
passage, I mean no disrespect but I believe that it would cause quite a stir appearing in
your current forms during a formal ball.” Star Fighter smirks, obviously imagining the
response of elaborately dressed old women to three young girls entering the ball in
skintight leather.

“I agree that it would definitely cause a stir Princess.” I hear Sailor Star Healer’s
soft voice for the first time, and she also seems amused by the idea.
We reach my main conference room and the starlight fuku’s blend into lock black
cloaks covering a pair of tight leather pants. A figure is already sitting on a couch
waiting for our arrival and stands when we enter.
“General Infrit, these are the travelers from the Star Kingdoms.” I quickly sit in a
plush velvet couch, allowing the General to take my cloak and pour me a glass of wine
while the Starlights get comfortable.
“I afraid the matter we need to discuss is only for a Sailor Senshi.” Sailor Star
Maker says, bringing her hand up and her fingers curling into a well-known position,
stating what is known as ‘senshi right,’ the ability to withhold information from all not
directly involved with senshi activities.
“I understand your concern; however General Infrit assists me in matters
concerning senshi and has my full trust as well as the trust of Queen Serenity.” Maker
and Fighter look at Healer and she nods slightly. Maker closes her eyes, summoning a
card to between her fingers; she turns the Tarot card over revealing the Emperor, a
figure of conviction, honesty, reason and protection.
“We had to gate because we were being chased by a very strong demon, we
could not vanquish it though we have tried many times, it followed us to a planet on the
outskirts of Orion’s belt, we gated to prevent it from following us here but we fear it may
have discovered where we are going.” Healer says softly, I nod solemnly, knowing that I
would be the next to battle the demon.
“I understand,” I say quietly, trying to determine if they were lying to me. From the
Starlights I can feel a strange duality, as if they are concealing something, something
that is part of their being but that they are unsure of my reaction to. I am also confused
by the nature of their energy; the chakra in their bodies seems to circle unnaturally,
being forced through them rather than flowing through. What is even stranger is their
request to come onto Tenousei as it was first heralded by a letter from Queen Serenity.
The letter detailed that I was to allow three Sailor Senshi from the Star Kingdoms to
come into my court, through a gate, without question of their motivation behind such a
visit. Serenity also stated that it was imperative that the three remain on the surface of
Tenousei during their visit and not travel to any other planets. I am apprehensive as a
silence descends on our conversation and we all sit, lost in our own thoughts. Before
long I can sense the weariness emanating from the three starlights and send them off
with a guard, deciding to hear the details of the newest hell-scourge in the morning.
“You have been very silent General, it could be construed as disrespect, these
are Sailor Senshi and they are very strong, you should not wish to upset them.” I say to
him, raising my eyebrow at his behaviour.
“I just feel that there is something very strange in their behaviour. There is a
dichotomy between what they want to say to you and what they actually do, as if they
are hiding something they desperately want to let out.” I smirk.
“A dichotomy General? I believe that you have been spending far too much time
with the councilors and politicians, you’re beginning to like them.” He grinned, raking a
gloved hand through his auburn hair and adjusting the high color of his overcoat.
“I think you may be right, unfortunately there is nothing of military value for me to
occupy my time with and I am forced into the politicking of the High Court,” he smirked
looking at me, “it’s entirely your fault that I’m starting to talk like a noble, even to you.” I
chuckle softly.
“Well this demon following them should give you something to do, but I can’t say
that I’m sorry you’re bored, it’s been a very long time wince Tenousei was not at war
with anyone. I must say that I enjoy the peace.” I say, calmly sipping my wine.
“That is true, there is a break from
military conquest for once, however, it is also true that there will always be daemons of
some sort.”
“So very true,” I whisper, allowing myself to relax for a minute.
“Princess, you should get some sleep, you get to wake up very early in the
morning tomorrow.” Infrit said, smirking slightly, before helping me up and ushering me
back to my bedchambers.
I notice that there is something amiss the second the door closes behind me and
I summon my sword before walking through the several rooms, searching for
something. I quickly detect where the strange energy is coming from and walk quickly
to my balcony, pushing the curtains open and unfastening the lock on the windows in
one motion and with another stepping outside, my sword pressed against the intruder’s
jugular vein.
“Sailor Star Fighter, what are you doing lurking on my balcony?” I ask curtly, not
moving my blade from her throat as she tries to step away from it and ends up flat
against the wall.
“I’m not lurking, really, I was trying to get in but the balcony was locked, what
kind of person locks their fourth storey balcony window.” Seiya said agitated, smoothing
herself further into the wall, and trying to get away from the sword.
“Well, it’s to stop people like you from sneaking into my room, now that’s not a
reason as to why you’re here, care to explain what you wanted in my bedchambers?”
Haruka asked, pressing the sword harder to Fighter’s throat, “or would you rather my
General do this, he’s really good with a sword and he tends to act before he thinks
about the consequences.”
“Princess, I just… I came to talk to you, can you stop waving that sword around.”
Haruka raised her eyebrow, and smirked, the tip of her sword running down and
opening her cloak with it, checking for any weapons.
“What was so important that it couldn’t wait until morning,” I push the sword down
her chest, and she presses herself farther against the wall. I look inside her cloak and
she’s wearing a short leather top, emphasizing her cleavage, and skintight leather
pants. I raise my eyebrow as I take in her outfit and she glares at me.
“Don’t look at me like that, we were undercover, that’s what I need to talk to you
about, this demon.” I finish my inspection of her; satisfied that she’s not about to blast
my head off, at least not with a conventional weapon, and re-sheath my sword walking
back into my bedroom. She hesitantly follows me.
“Can I come in?” She asks sheepishly, “Or am I going to be poked at with a
sharp, shiny sword again.”
“You can come in Fighter but I can’t guarantee anything.” I smile slightly, walking
through the room and sitting in a plush chair next to the fireplace while gesturing for
Fighter to sit on one of the sofas. Fighter takes off her cloak and leisurely lays herself
down, stretching out her long limbs.
“Please, call me Seiya, that demon we were talking about earlier, it has a very
specific type of victim. It is a always a woman working in a red light district, usually a
prostitute or an exotic dancer, and she always has platinum blonde or silver hair with
green eyes and always under twenty-five cycles. As you can probably imagine Yaten,
that’s Sailor Star Healer, fits the physical requirements perfectly so we used her as bait.
Out trap worked very well but this demon somehow managed to nullify the effects of our
powers and we were forced to flee. The demon tracked us for a while, probably wanting
to claim Healer as its victim; that is a reason for our visit, to get assistance with this
daemon, it caught up to us sooner than we expected so we were forced to flee earlier,
by using a gate we’ll have some more time to work before our stalker finds us. We think
that the demon knows where we were headed and should be trying to get here, that’s
why we need your help.” Seiya pauses, faltering slightly.
“Is there any reason to believe that I would fair any better?” I ask.
“There may be, however, I’m not sure if what I hear in rumor is a reflection of how
things actually are
and even if the rumors are true I doubt if it will be enough.” I raise my eyebrow,
inquiring as to what Seiya means.
“Tell me what you have heard and I will do my best to inform you of the truth.” Seiya
turns to look at me, staring into my eyes.
“I propose a test of your abilities, to determine whether they are adequate, it
would be a very simple.” I glare at her.
“What is it you would like to determine, all Sailor Senshi have their secrets Sailor
Star Fighter, I don’t inquire as to the nature of yours and it would be taken as a grievous
insult if you were attempting to determine mine through a test.” My glare solidifies on
her and she smiles.
“I apologize princess, I do not mean to appear rude and this test, it would be
nothing as drastic as you propose, merely a demonstration of your speed and agility.
What I speak of is the rumor that you are the fastest woman in this system and that your
speed could outmatch any man’s.” My glare turns into a grin.
“Then what will be the test?” I ask, accepting the challenge.
“Sailor Star Healer is the fastest person that we know of and all I propose is a
race against her, and then a test of your agility against me.” She smirks slightly, her
eyes running down my form.
“I shall accept your challenge Fighter, but don’t think that you will win for I am the
Princess of Wind.” I smile and Seiya smirks mysteriously.
"Is there anything else you wish to discuss Seiya-kun? You're probably quite tired from
the gate here.” I ask.
"I'm not too tired." She says in a low voice, stretching her body out as she looks at me,
her eyes scanning over my body, hesitating on my chest before for an unnecessarily
long period of time. Her smirk widens slightly and her hand moves to rest on her naked
stomach. Seiya's eyes bore into mine as she searches or any indication that I am
interested in, or even understand, her behaviour.
"Would you like a drink Seiya?" I ask, dropping the suffix from her name.
"No, thank you." She says, standing up and walking back over to the balcony, a
distinct sway in her hips. “The view is really quite beautiful.” She whispers, leaning
herself against the banister and arching her back as she looks up at the stars. I move
to stand beside her.
"That's the moon Oberon," I say softly as I point up at the dark sky. Seiya comes up
behind me, her face a breath away from mine, and presses her hand into the small of
my back.
"Where's the moon kingdom from here?" She asks, hot breath touching my ear. I take
her hand and point in the general direction of the earth, a dark dot against the black sky.
I smile slightly and lean back into her body.
"So, "I whisper roguishly, "Are you just going to flirt all night?" She smirks and roughly
pulls me backward into the privacy of my room.
I can feel her lips gently press against my neck and I turn my head slightly, kissing
her fiercely. She pushes me against a wall, my back pressing into the decorative
border on my room. Seiya pushes my hands above my head, roughly her body presses
against mine and I gasp for breath as her lips meet my ear. I moan slightly as her
hands trace the outlines of my form, grasping tightly at my hips before moving back up
my arms. I refuse to be turned into a whimpering mess so easily and push my body
against hers, freeing my hands.
I shove her away firmly; she trips over the couch and lands in a heap on the floor.
I make a show of walking over to her prone body, pulling my dress up slightly as I sit
myself on her stomach, leaning over her. Unexpectedly I feel her hips press against me
causing my body to lurch forward, I can feel her tongue nip at the hallow between my
breasts and I let out a sigh. I react quickly, wrapping my leg around hers and twisting
her arm into a tight hold. Seiya tries to kick my leg out from under me, before giving up
and shifting her body to throw me off balance. I move down and gently bite her ear, my
hands rubbing over her taught body, her reactions betraying her pleasure as she
struggles to keep quiet. Her tongue meets mine as I kiss her fiercely, I can feel her teeth
nipping at my lips. She groans and finally succeeds in getting me onto my back and I
can feel the rough carpet scraping over my naked skin as she leans in and kisses me
again before picking me up.
“I’m glad I was right about you.” She whispers huskily, sitting me on a dresser
and nipping at my shoulders. “I thought you might be into... other sources of
entertainment when I heard that you always reject any males that find themselves in
your presence. I’m sure you’re betrothed to some Prince but I don’t think I’ve bet any
princess that stays so loyal she doesn’t even stray a bit, well unless they don’t really like
Princes.” I roll my eyes and hop down the dresser, grabbing her by the shoulders and
forcing her onto my bed.
“Shut up and fuck me.” Seiya smirks, grabbing me and taking my dress off in
one sweep. Her teeth bite into my arm as her fingers travel down my chest, pressing
against my sensitive breasts. I moan lightly, taking off her top and gently licking the
underside of her breasts. Seiya arches her back, grabbing at my head and trying to
push me upward. Seiya’s fingers are running up my spine, her nails scraping against my
skin as I tease her. She growls as I bypass her breasts, kissing her full on the lips, my
tongue darting between her open lips.
My hand slowly makes its way down her chest, gently caressing her smooth
stomach; she growls at me through her kiss as my fingers run over her leather pants,
pressing against her crotch. I unzip her pants and pull the button open, loosening the
tough material at her waist and running my fingers over the exposed skin of her lower
abdomen, my fingers dipping under the waistband of her panties, the tip of my finger
running over her clit, she whimpers, gasping for breath against my lips. My finger travels
further downward, the tip gently pushing into her body, but restricted by her tight pants
from delving further into her. I pull away from her kiss, and bring my hand out from
between her legs, I seductively suck on the finger that I pressed inside of her, and I
smirk. “So wet already, princess?” I ask, teasing her slightly, she glares at me.
The next thing I realize is that I’m falling; vaguely registering that she pushed me
off of my bed. My naked butt painfully hits the hardwood floor, a bruise surely already
forming; I realize with a start that by the end of this night I’ll most likely have a large
collection of bruises and love-bites. Seiya smoothly slips off the bed, sexily stepping
towards me, her open pants clinging to her hips, she smirks then starts pushing them
down her legs, she bends over, purposefully sticking her ass in the air. As her pants
pass her knees I quickly pull myself forward, kicking her legs out from underneath her
and watching her fall. If I’m going to be covered in bruises then so is she.
Seiya lets out a slight scream as she falls, tumbling into a heap on the floor. I
smile, leaning over her and crawling my way up her delectable form, my eyes taking in
her nearly naked body. I lick my lips as I move in to kiss her gently on the cheek, my
hands pressing into her smooth curves, her body guiding me to her smooth breasts. My
hands gently grasp her breasts, my thumbs pressing into her nipples. She suddenly
starts wriggling beneath me, and I look down to see her desperately kicking her pants
and boots off, when her legs are finally free she wraps them firmly around my waist,
pressing her body against mine. My hands move down her body and run over her long
legs, I squeeze her thighs lightly, feeling the strength in the wiry muscles. I kiss her
again, then nip my way down her chest, wrapping my lips against her nipple. I gently
suck on it, blowing on it ever so gently to tease her. Seiya leans down and pushes my
bangs out of eyes, staring down at me sucking on her. I raise my eyes to meet hers and
pull my mouth away, the tip of my tongue barely touching the rosy skin.
“Stop teasing me.” Seiya growls and firmly grabs me, flipping me over and sliding
me against the smooth, hard floor, kissing me firmly. Seiya’s lips press against my chest
as I let the pleasure wash over me and build up inside. In a quick motion Fighter pulls
her underwear off, now devoid of all clothing she leans down and presses our naked
bodies together. With one hand she grabs my ankle and smoothly pushes my legs
open, nestling between them and pushing my leg over her shoulder. I shudder as she
grinds her hips against mine, above me she pushes a finger into her mouth and then
runs her hand down my stomach.
"I'll be nice to you babe," she whispers, breath hot against my ear, and gently
bites down on my ear lobe. I cry out as I feel a cold finger touch my clit and then
another one delve inside me. She then smirks and pull her finger out, "You're pretty wet
too," she whispers into my ear, "Let's pick up the pace a little bit, I'm sick of being
teased."
In a blur of motion I find myself against the wall, her cold fingers pressing into me
and her lips suckling on my neck. My mind is going crazy, trying to compensate for the
mixed feelings of hot and cold, my body burning as if on fire and her wonderfully cold
fingers inside pushing inside me.
"God damn you're cold." I hiss at her, my hand gently pulling at her breast.
"I'm from a star," she whispers into my ear, “the temperature range there is just
slightly different from here, I’m freezing, you'll warm me up won't you?" She pouts and I
suck on her protruding bottom lip, pushing her backwards until her trips over the coffee
table, pulling me down with her on top of the stony surface. I push my body against
hers, my fingers pressing between her legs, grabbing at her clit desperately, and my
fingers forcefully pushing into her. I blink and I’m on the floor again, her teeth biting into
my breasts I moan and find myself on top of her, finding a small release by biting down
on her shoulder... I turn and another finger finds its way inside of me.
Soon all I feel is motion, the colors of my room blending with her, my brain
forcing new colors into my vision. My senses are overwhelmed by her teeth, her tongue,
her nails, her fingers. I desperately claw at my lover, eliciting moans and groans,
clenched muscles, the glaze in her eyes showing me that she's in a similar state as I
am. I'm suddenly brought back to reality as a lamp crashes to the floor as she presses
me against a dresser, she kisses me and reality once again fades into colors. A
pungent, artificial odor then breaks me from my euphoria and I realize my teeth are
pulling at her taught stomach, her body lying underneath me where my perfume bottles
were moments before., the taste of her skin once again makes me a slave to my body's
desires. I ravage her body as she ravages mine, I dimly realize I’m against a wall, the
floor, , a carpet, the smooth feel of silk enters my thoughts only to be replaced by a cold
stone table. She's on top of me as she reaches her limit, her teeth hard on my wrist,
forcefully enough to draw blood. The sudden pain from my punctured skin causes an
orgasm to wash over me, I scream as my world explodes in fire and she collapses on
top of me, sweat drips off her forehead and I feel a heat spread through her body.
As I catch my breath I pull us both onto the bed and I gently kiss her. She curls
up beside me for a while, deliriously happy and humming to herself while I doze off;
wearily recognizing that someone has more stamina than even I do. I awake when I
hear her slipping out of the bedroom, mere few minutes before dawn. I lay back and fall
asleep, knowing that in a short while someone would come wake me up to start my
busy day; I roll onto my stomach and fall asleep, exhausted.

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Well that’s part one, part two is already in the works and for once I do know where this
story is heading. If you have any questions, comments or concerns you can review or
send me an e-mail, I don’t bite. ninat@interchange.ubc.ca Sore ja
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