Sailor Moon Fanfiction: Whispers of the Past: Chapter 3

[Yuuchun]

Chapter 3- Yume
Gasping for air, a man courageously fought off as many enemies as he could while protecting two precious possessions. Everything seemed to be getting out of focus, he began to lose sight…he looked over to the side where he was so dearly protecting. Tears desperately flowed down…screaming in agony he looked in direction of his brother. His brother devilishly sneered at his direction; they looked like exact carbon copies with the exception of color of the eyes, hair, attire and obviously moral values.

As Krad walked toward Dark, echoes of his boots ringed throughout the halls giving an eerie feeling. He mercilessly looked at the pitiful state that his own brother was in. Slowly bending down and touching his brother’s bloody and bruised face, he spoke to Dark in disgust, but ironically at the same Krad seemed to be enjoying himself.

“How pitiful your face looks, it even manages to give me sheer pleasure. Ah and I see that you still love…”

Nothing more, all of the sudden everything became muffled. He soon felt his body letting go of the objects he was holding, closing his eyes involuntarily. A stream of blood soon filled the halls as the two things dearest to him laid beside.

As each night painfully passed through the times, Dark could now see eight talismans laid scattered next to him, but missing pieces of the dream still were present; preventing Dark from further seeing the second item so dear to him that he perpetually offered his life to. But, one thing for sure boldly engraved in his mind, he needed to find the eight talismans and perhaps…one day of his eternal time here…he would find his purpose in his current life and untwist his tangled past.

Hotaru noticing that for a moment that Dark or rather this intriguing man was not completely aware of his surroundings. But instead of saying anything, Hotaru decided to keep pretending she didn’t notice and asked him in an irritated tone.

“Oii! Hello? Earth to Dark! What’s the matter with you? Cat ate your tongue?”

She waved her hands in front of him to see if she would get any response, which she quickly received one. Dark quickly shook his head and looked at her.

“I am really sorry…I…gotta go.”

Without another word he swiftly ran and disappeared behind the curtains of darkness. Once more both went their separate ways. After a few minutes of the brief encounter, both Hotaru and Dark found themselves in their own homes.

Dark felt an excruciating pain throbbing from the depths of his body…a menacing purple aura began to shroud all of Dark’s body. As more of his power poured to the outside, he slowly began to transform into his real form, moving away from his human side. Dark dropped to the floor on his knees in anguish.

Slowly two long and elegant obsidian colored wings materialized in Dark’s shoulders; they seemed to have a life of their own for they brimmed with power. His human clothes melted away from his body and another appeared replacing it. His true form clothed him all in white; simple white jeans, belt, undershirt and a jacket adorned with thin strips of white leather and silver chains; which showed part of his shoulders. On his left ear, Dark wore a slender silver earring with at the end a small cross gently swaying, accompanying the earring a necklace made of several thin leather laces and a unique and exotic ring composed of volcanic glass and titanium.

The aftermath of his forced transformation left him in disarray, Dark felt extremely tired not to mention the numbing effect that was left behind. Dragging his body across the floor Dark, opened the door to his suite. It was very spacious and numerous luxuries were present, his bed lay untidy. He threw himself in the bed and closed his eyes...

“That woman...”

For a moment silence laid over the room like a cloak, trying to put everything into a deep slumber. Dark sighed and got up; he opened his wings behind him and walked over to the window. From the balcony of his apartment, he had a full sky view of Tokyo City. Smirking to himself, Dark placed a hand in the cold glass and glanced down the city below him.

“This should be interesting…”

It appears that Dark had just crossed the threshold of discovering something new.