Blood of the Moon -- Intro and Part One
	by,
Sora Tsukino
Tsuki_Princess@yahoo.com
1-9-99
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Author's Notes:
Sailormoon, et. all belongs to Naoko Takeuchi, et. all.  The various
characters 'borrowed' from the Vampire Chronicles belong to Anne Rice,
their creator.  I make no claims on either sets of characters - they are
the rightful property of these venerable women.  However, this story,
and everything I make up to go with it, is mine.  No parts of it may be
used without my express permission - the sole exception being posting
this 'Fic in Sailormoon FanFiction Archives (Such as 'A Sailormoon
Romace').

I'd like to say thanks to Jade, the wonderful person that you are, for
your glowing comments on my previous story, 'Key to the Stars'!  Thank
you SOOO much! *SMILE* You really made my day a LOT brighter!  Everyone,
do please read HER stories - they're REALLY good!!  Very emotional,
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Time Line Info:
SM: Alternate Universe; SMS analog
VC: Just after 'The Tale of the Body Thief'

Be warned.... this *IS* self-edited!!!
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INTRODUCTION

I remember when this whole business started.  Oh, I'm sorry - I've
failed to introduce myself, haven't I?  I am the vampire Usagi Tsukino;
the blood-drinking rabbit from the Moon.

Either half of that statement could be impossible to believe, depending
on who you are and whom you're familiar with.  If you know, or have
heard of, Lestat and Louis, the only others to commit their vampiric
knowledge and experiences to paper, then you will not believe that I am
from the Moon.  I assure you that I am, as surely as the Moon hangs in
the sky.  I am the reborn Princess from there, but I do not wish to
commit *that* long tale to these pages - it would fill several volumes.

However, if you know of me, Usagi Tsukino, the pretty sailor-suited
soldier Sailormoon, then you won't believe that I now am a vampire.  I
am, however, and explaining how this transformation took place is the
purpose of the text in front of you.

It seems rather fitting that I, the warrior princess of the Moon, am now
to forever exist beneath its light, does it not?  Never again to see the
sun, only the silvery Moon and the jewel-toned stars.

Walk with me, if you will, into the mists of memory and back to that
balmy July night...
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PART ONE

As the sun set over Tokyo that day, I was deeply entrenched in a fight
for my life.  A strange new enemy had appeared, while the Daimon still
lurked with their master.  Many three-cornered fights had broken out in
the last four days, the days since the new evils had arrived.  The new
Gremalin were much more powerful than the Daimon, humanoid creatures
seemingly made of shadow and velvet wrapped around the strongest steel.

But as I was saying, I was in a fight for my life.  The mistress of the
Gremalin herself, Doralin, had joined the battle with many henchmen
to protect her person as she wove great magics against us - and me
specifically. The Outers, including Pluto, had joined us for this fight,
for once needing no encouragement or the lure of a heart crystal. Still,
we were losing and at a terrible disadvantage.

Doralin had fought us into a corner, as the saying goes.  The Senshi, my
valiant protectors, arranged themselves in front of me; a human shield
armed to the teeth with bristling magic.  Jupiter called lightning from
the heavens as Venus blasted the Gremalins with her lasers and bound
them in chains of burning light.  Mercury vainly scanned for
disadvantages, occasionally attacking with her ice but never the fog,
and rings of fire flew from Mars in such a fury I'm surprised her gloves
didn't melt or burn.  Uranus and Neptune made a fine pair, blasting them
with earthquakes and floods simultaneously, as Pluto laid waste around
her with her single attack.  My beloved Tuxedo Kamen stood at my side,
throwing bouquets of razor-sharp roses like darts to aid the Senshi.
I myself had powered up to my Super form already, using my Rainbow
attack with a vengeance as Chibimoon blinded the foolish monsters.

The monsters were tough, nearly indestructible; taking several hits to
destroy each one, only to have us battered with magic emanating from
Doralin.  Nearby, I watched as Mercury went down to her knees.  Gremalin
pounced on her at once, Doralin giving the rest of us a bit of a respite
to concentrate on our fallen comrade.  Mercury screamed shrilly, using
the last of her life force to destroy another Gremalin with her icy
magic.

"No!" I'd shouted, tears flooding my eyes.  "Mercury!  Oh no, Ami-chan,
NO!"  My cry was tortured, and the other Inners lent their laments to
the call.  The Outers ignored us and continued their work of wholesale
destruction of the creatures that had killed our smart and shy friend.

With a renewed will, we set about killing more of them.  But more of us
fell as well, life forces reduced to nothing.  Jupiter was next, diving
between a magic bolt and my heart.  Again the mourning, the terrible
sense of loss enveloping my heart.  Then Neptune, then Venus, then
Uranus, then Pluto.  One by one they cut us down as we reduced their
numbers.  Grief enveloped my heart as I gazed upon my fallen friends.

Finally only Chibimoon, Tuxedo Kamen, Doralin, myself, and one last
Gremalin stood in the bloody battlefield.  My fuku was torn and ripped,
the lovely petal-style sleeves burned off, the lapel scorched, and my
neckband was completely missing.  Chibimoon fared no better, but used
her Pink Sugar hearts to blind the last monster as my Prince charged it,
sword drawn and glistening in the starlight.  He had made the shift
some time during the battle; I never noticed.

The Gremalin dropped into the dust, teal blood gushing out of the
cleave in its silvery skull.  Doralin frowned.  "You've killed all of my
pets, you naughty brats!  For that, you shall pay!"

Instantly, she struck out at Prince Endymion, but Chibimoon, my brave
daring daughter, selflessly threw herself in between them, screaming,
"NO!"

Depression and anger erupted out of me as the soft pink hair of my
future daughter touched the bloodied earth, her eyes closed and face in
an eternal grimace of pain.  I turned to Doralin, fury and grief
undisguised in my face and voice. "How dare you?!"  I demanded
tearfully. "You murder my friends, helpless innocents on the streets,
and now my daughter?!  For the Moon, I will NOT forgive you!  For my
friends, I will NOT forgive you!  For Chibi-Usa, *I*WILL*NOT*FORGIVE*
*YOU*!!"

Anger roiled through me, boiling hot.  Raising my wand, I began a new
chant as I swirled through my motions that forced power from me into the
rod.  "RAINBOW MOON VENGEANCE!"  I screamed, forcing the power out and
to Doralin.  Black rainbows raced towards her, crackling with power and
the force of my burning hatred for this woman.

At the last possible instant she ducked...behind my beloved.  I screamed
again as the power ripped through him to get to her.  My love, the mate
of my soul, fell to the ground, dead before he began the descent.  I
pulled the ginzuisho out of my brooch, tears streaming down my face.

I could do it, bring them back to life.  All I had to do was waste this
demoness, this evil woman who smiled at me even now as my heart was dead
at her feet.  If she and I died by the power of the ginzuisho, then my
friends and I would be reborn again.  All I had to do was use the
crystal to the point of death... and beyond.  I had done it against
Metallia; but I no longer had the Moon Stick.

Determined to let nothing hinder me, I grabbed the Spiral Heart Rod and
willed it to change into the Moon Stick, the one weapon created to hold
this lovely and deadly crystal.  The rod melted, sort of, and formed
itself into the proper shape.  It still was not the true Moon Stick, but
it would have to do.

Facing Doralin, I gently placed the crystal in the cradle intended for
that purpose, willing it to stay there until I removed it.  I pointed it
towards her as she laughed at me.  "Moon Prism Power!" I shouted and the
deadly energy began to flow, but not strongly enough, not nearly fast
enough.  "Moon Crystal Power!"  More power flooded into the ginzuisho,
about equal to the time I had obliterated Metallia.  The bubble of
light appeared around me, hypnotizing Doralin who stood there raptly.
She was unable to look away, let alone escape.  "Moon Cosmic Power!" I
added to the forces positively pouring out of the crystal, brilliant
beams already sprouting out of the sides and racing towards the bitch
who had dared to mess with my family and friends.  "CRISIS POWER!"  I
screamed, the energy pouring like Mako-chan's electricity through my
very veins.  The bubble around me grew larger and larger, enveloping
Doralin.

I only heard one scream from her, and then she was gone as if she had
never existed, or almost.  {Please, Ginzuisho!  Restore my friends, my
family and I!  Please grant this wish!} I pleaded as the power faded
slowly, the rod/stick an unrecognizable lump in my hands as I fell to
the bloodied ground.  It had melted through the force of the power
rushing through it.  A hazy thought came to me as I lay there on the
ground.  The crystal was still inside the slag I clutched, and I'd never
get it out.  Having been morphed and melted, the Rod was now impervious
to my magic as it had always been to others'.

Softly, I felt the soft thud of footsteps as someone came near to where
I lay like a broken doll in the dust, unable to move to live or die.  A
tall man, about six foot, with softly shining eyes and luminescent skin
looked down at me with an expression mixed between awe and curiosity.
His blonde hair, so much more vibrant than my own, covered in blood,
ashes, and dirt as it was, swayed lightly against his face as he bent
down to look at me.

"Well, well," he smiled, a trifle regretfully.  He had an odd accent, a
bit of French and a bit of a Southern drawl.  "Poor little justice
fighter, killed in her battle with the murderer of her family."

I coughed, struggling to talk.  I was so weak, just keeping my eyes open
seemed a struggle.  He blinked in surprise.  "But how... I can't even
hear the beat of your heart, let alone your thoughts.  What a strange
being you are, with the power to kill every murderer in this city but
unable to rise to walk away from the battle."

{*Every* murderer?} I thought incredulously, at him like I did in my
rare moments of telepathy.  He blinked in surprise again.

"Yes.  Every single one died in shimmering orbs of pink and silver
light.  Yet, you still live."

I coughed again, blood flecks appearing on my glove.  {I wish I had died
by the power of the Silver Crystal.} I moaned mentally.

"What? Why? Is your life that meaningless to you?"  The man seemed truly
puzzled.

{If I had died, it would have made my friends and family reborn again.
Once more, we would have risen from death.}  I explained, the world
growing darker in my sight.  {Now, there is no hope of that.  I shall
die this night, but my death will not bring the rebirth with it.} A
single tear rolled down my cheek to fall in the dust and disappear.

He smiled at that, showing a pair of sharp teeth.  I realized he was no
mortal man, but a vampire.  "You can be reborn, in a fashion.  If you
want it.  You can wait for the ones you love to be reborn again and then
make them immortal as well."

I was unafraid of him and of his Dark Gift.  {I would do anything to be
reunited with Endymion.  Even become a murderer such as yourself,
vampire.}

He laughed.  "I am no common blood-drinker! I am the vampire Lestat," he
flourished a nonexistent cape with another toothy grin.  "The Dark
Gift can be yours as well, if you wish it."

I glared at him as well as I could.  {Either work your Dark Trick and
save me, or stop your taunting and let me die. I don't care which it is,
as long as you decide *now*!}

Smiling seductively, he lifted me gently and bent his head to my neck.
His sharp teeth pierced my skin, bringing little pain and a wave of
ecstasy.  I could *feel* my blood pouring into him, the golden commune
of the blood connecting us. He moaned against my neck, I think, but I
don't remember anything but the overwhelming sensations clearly.

In a moment, it seemed, I had lost all I could and he disconnected
himself from me.  I whimpered with loss, but he quickly used his nail to
cut open his neck and gently pressed my lips to the blood that poured
out of the wound.  I drank, the ecstasy filling me as it hadn't before.
I could feel the blood pouring back into me now, being swallowed in
draughts down my thirsty throat.

Images came with the blood, teachings and cautions.  Never stay outside
during the day; always sleep in either a cellar or under the earth.  How
to use the lovely new powers that now belonged to me.  That and more
was communicated through the ruby blood.

Then he gently pushed me away, taking my head from the never-ending
fountain of beauty and life.  I moaned a little, but understood.  Taking
too much would hurt him.

Lestat grinned at me, a mischievous glint in his eyes.  "I wasn't
supposed to make any more, you know.  But I love to break rules almost
as much as I love the blood."

I laughed, already feeling my wounds closing.  As Sailormoon I had
always been a quick healer; one night was enough to fix most non-mortal
wounds.  Before his astonished eyes, my fuku repaired itself; petal
sleeves sprouting from healed shoulder seams, neckband inching its way
around my neck.  Before five minutes was up, I was fully healed and my
fuku was as perfect as it always was; only a gray tinge to the colors
belied my transformation.

"My fuku is a part of me, flesh of my flesh woven with substances
stronger than steel.  It heals when I heal, from odango-gems to the
soles of my boots," I grinned at him.  "Now you have an idea of the
vampiress you have created."

Lestat laughed and took my arm.  "Shall we stroll through this city, my
lady?"

I gave a mock-haughty sniff.  "Lady? I am no lady!  I am Princess
Serenity of the Moon, known as Usagi Tsukino in this life."  I grinned
at him.  "Now you are the only person on this earth who knows
Sailormoon's secret identity, besides myself, of course."

He bowed, smiling.  "Forgive me, princess.  Shall we hunt?"

I nodded; the thirst, as he called it, was not overwhelming but some
blood would be welcome.  He put his arm around my waist and suddenly we
were flying.  I laughed with delight, it was so much fun to dive between
the clouds and glide on the air currents!

He turned to me.  "Are you sure you won't regret your immortality?  You
could live for a thousand years or more and he might not show up."

I shrugged as well as I could, considering that I was pressed against
him.  "Shouldn't you have brought that up before now?  I'm not concerned
with the passing of the centuries - I was immortal anyway.  The Silver
Crystal granted my friends and I a better immortality than yours, I'm
afraid.  But I couldn't use it anyway, even if you had decided not to
make me."

"Why not?"

"It's now trapped inside that shapeless lump.  Its magic can never
affect anyone again as that lump cannot be broken to extract the
ginzuisho and the crystal cannot work through it."  I sighed.

Below us, the city buzzed with the thoughts of mortals.  I sensed a
robbery going on.  "That way!" I pointed into the night, towards the
bank.  I grabbed him and willed us to be there.

Lestat looked at me in surprise as we landed softly by the doors of the
bank, Nijuuban Bank.  Pushing him deeper into the shadows, I took a pose
in the window.  As the robbers began stuffing money into unmarked bags,
I shouted, "Stop right there!  How dare you steal money from the
innocent people of Tokyo? For Love and Justice," I let my silhouette
fall into the room.  "I am the sailor-suited pretty girl soldier,
Sailormoon! On behalf of the Moon, I'll punish you!"

I heard one of the robbers curse, softly but colorfully.  Slowly they
set the bags down and one reached for his gun.  "No way, sleaze! Moon
Tiara Star!"  I threw my tiara at him as it became a boomerang of silver
light.  The gun flew out of his hand and onto the floor.

Outside, I could hear police sirens, but no one gave any sign that they
heard them.  I grabbed the nearest crook of the four and Lestat took
another.  The other two ran out the door and down the street that the
cops were coming up.

I laughed and flew out the door, Lestat close behind.  It was a simple
matter of willing myself into the air and dragging the gibbering man
with me.  I gave him a shake. "Hey you! If you don't shut up, I swear
I'll drop you to the asphalt!"

He gave a small squeal and fainted.  Lestat laughed and pointed to a
rooftop.  "Let's eat there." The man Lestat was holding screamed shrilly
as we started to descend, but his mouth was covered almost before he
started.

My captive woke by the time we landed a few seconds later.  Smiling at
him, I held his head to the side as Lestat did with the other and ever
so gently sank my teeth into the artery of his neck.  The blood rushed
into my mouth, so very different from that of Lestat.  It filled me
with images of this man's life, but I ignored them and they went away.
Only the blood existed and I drank it slowly to draw out the ecstasy.

Before long though, he died in my arms.  I sighed and kicked the body
over the edge of the roof.  I knew the police would find him, but for
once I honestly didn't care.  Lestat was done already, looking at me
with an odd expression.

"Come on, I have to write a going-away note," I told him and dragged
him into the air.  We came down at my house a few moments later, it was
dark inside and my family was asleep.  We snuck inside, making less
noise than a mouse.

I grabbed two sheets of paper and a pen and began to write.

'Dear Mom, Dad, Shingo, and Luna,' one began.

'I have to leave Tokyo, I'm afraid.  I won't be coming back any time
soon, so don't hold your breath.  Luna, you are going to be so angry
with me, but I think that the others ought to know.  Mom, Dad, Shingo,
I'm Sailormoon.  If you think I've lost it, just ask Luna - if she's not
being sulky, she'll tell you straight out.

'The others are dead.  Even Endymion, Mamoru, my love.  Dad, don't have
a heart attack.  I've known him for a thousand years, give or take.  I
think I know that his intentions were honorable.  Chibi-Usa is dead, I
hate to say.  My poor little girl, my daughter.  Yes, *my* daughter.
She wasn't a cousin; she was my mischievous time-traveling little girl.

'Mako-chan, Ami-chan, Rei, Minako-chan, Haruka Ten'oh-san, Michiru
Kaioh-san, and Setsuna Meioh-san were the Senshi, now all are dead.
Jupiter, Mercury, Mars, Venus, Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto respectively.
Don't let the cops give them autopsies - just have them decently
buried in some nice cemetery.  They can be found in the parking lot
between Kage St. and Nijuuban Ave.

'I love you all, yes, even Shingo.
		'Usagi'

The other was a letter to the police.

'Dear Police,

'I am Sailormoon, the last remaining Senshi.  I must leave Tokyo, so
you'll have to fight the crime around here rather than leaving it up to
me.  Don't you *dare* give autopsies to the other Senshi - if I hear you
have, I'll hunt you down like rabbits.  They deserve to have decent
burials, not scientists rummaging through them.

'Sincerely,
		'Sailormoon, the Moon Princess'

I had written the police many times, always signing them the same way.
They would believe and follow my orders as they had before.

"Are you ready yet?" Lestat whispered so softly I barely heard him.

"Yes," I whispered back.  I went upstairs and put the note to my family
next to Luna on my pillow, then jumped out the window.  Lestat was
waiting for me, and we walked arm in arm to the police station.

"Do you really have to give the letter to the police?" Lestat asked
outside the police building.

"Yes.  I don't want them desecrating my friends."

I left him outside and walked inside, still wearing my fuku.  At once,
I had the attention of every single being in there.  They rushed towards
me, but I jumped over their heads and placed the letter on the desk I
always placed them on.  "Do not disobey me." I growled at them as I left
them there to wonder why I had come.
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3,495 words... yeesh...

Well, Part Two will be coming out someday - to say soon wouldn't be
entirely truthful as I have no idea how long it will take me.  I hope
you enjoyed this little addition to the vast universe of Sailormoon...
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