Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ You Do Not Know Me ❯ The Kiss of a..... ( Prologue )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Title: You Do Not Know Me
Author: Lazifelicious
Language: English & French
Rated: R
Season: Alternate Reality; Alternate Universe
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don’t own Sailor Moon.
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Prologue


The loud music in Rouge de Sang was accompanied by throngs of dancing people. ‘People’ wasn’t the right word, creatures was. They were, after all, immortals, night walkers, creatures of the night, whatever suited you. Usually the different species didn’t care to intermingle, but a few either didn’t care of the difference or were too wasted to realize their mistake.

Too busy dancing or being otherwise occupied, many didn’t notice the young woman who stood completely still in a corner of the dark club, the only part of her body moving was her mouth. As though chanting a rehearsed song, the woman’s lips moved only the slightest bit as she looked around the dance floor and bar area.

‘Voila! Là ils sont.’ she thought once her lips stopped moving. Her eyes landed on a group of three men surrounded by a handful of women who were all but throwing themselves at the three men who couldn’t of looked more bored if they tried.

She once again looked around the club, seeing the throngs of people moving somewhat drunkenly to the music, and located all ways of exit from the building. After confirming her knowledge of the exit locations of the building she walked toward the men.

As she walked, she examined the three men ahead of her. The tallest had red hair, shoulder length, and very dark gray eyes. The second was a slightly shorter brunette with the same gray eyes as the first. The last man was the shortest, a good ½ a foot shorter than the tallest. He had short cornflower blond hair and, as the other two, dark gray eyes. All three were built to perfection, each an Adonis in their own right. They were lethal looking, not to mention completely gorgeous.

The women hanging all over the men were the most pathetic of their species, tasteless in their short skirts and low cut tops. They flashed flirtatious smiles at the men and tried their luck at conversation, most failing miserably and sounding more pathetic then they looked.

‘Suivez-moi.’ the woman’s voice invaded their minds as she walked past the three men. The men obeyed her silent command as if in a trance and left a number of women gaping after them.

The young woman stepped outside into an alley and waited several seconds. Hearing a door open and close she turned around and saw the three men looking at her expectantly.

“Bonjour garçons. J’ai…. des affaires à discuter avec vous.”

At the sound of her soft, slightly husky, voice, the men immediately came out of the trance. Being commanded like that was a rare occurrence for the three powerful beings and seeing that this small woman could control them so easily, they stepped back from her.

“Que voulez-vous, femme? Qui êtes-vous?” the redhead asked quietly yet angrily.

The young woman did not answer the mans question. Instead she just looked at the three men.

‘Dormez et oubilez.’ she commanded. Each man fell to the ground with a loud thump. The woman leant down to the red-haired man and kissed his cheek, leaving a blood red lip mark on his face. She looked at his neck and quickly yanked off the necklace laying there. A small ruby hung from the thin chain, sparkling in as it twirled wildly in the air.

“Vous êtes exactement comme les autres, tellement facilement manoeuvré. Merci Monsieur Dupont.” the woman whispered as she walked away from the alley and the club, holding a total of three pendants in her hand.



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Author’s Note:

Hey Honeyz,

If you tell me what the French translates to in English, I’ll dedicate the next chapter to you. Yes, I am bribing people for reviews. Tell me if it works. So please review.

Ciao Honeyz