In the Stars

Usagi

A/N: Ahh, this has gotten a little tricky because AS IT TURNS OUT I forgot Mamoru has two episodes. Meaning I could have split their narratives between the episodes. Now it's too late. I hope that's fine.

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My heart races in my chest as I dive into the alley and press my back against the hard brick. Reaching into my pocket I pull out Tuxedo Mask's broken pocket watch. No-it's not Tuxedo Mask's. It's Mamoru Chiba's broken pocket watch. I hold it against my cheek. "I'm scared," I whisper.

It's the understatement of the year. I can't fathom how I've made it this far tonight without ending up dead in a ditch. The enemy has upped its ante. Instead of searching for the Silver Crystal-the whole town is on a rampant search for the one and only Sailor Moon. Their shouts for my alter ego echo in the night alongside the noise of breaking glass and car accidents. It sounds like a warzone.

"Come out, Serenity!"

"Princess Serenity!"

Their voices mock me as I try to scoot closer into the corner I've hidden myself in. Around me the Moon Kingdom is falling to pieces and I can't help but think it's all my fault. After all, I was the one who betrayed the Kingdom by falling in love with my Endymion.

But now he's dead and everything we've done to try and build secrecy is for naught. Everybody knows about us. And the Earth Kingdom is angry with me. They say I seduced their Prince to weakness. The worst part is that their people believe the lies. Now they want me dead.

Tears form in my eyes and I push myself from the ground. This isn't what Endymion would have wanted. It's certainly not what I want. Yet, there's only one way to solve this: I have to fight.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I wipe at the tears that have started forming at the corners of my eyes. It's just like the past, isn't it? Endymion and Serenity were never meant to be-as Mamoru and I are never meant to be. And it's only a matter of time before one of us dies. I knew deep down being a past princess was too good to be true.

Might as well get it over with.

I bring Mamo-chan's pocket watch to my lips and kiss its cool exterior. His warmth washes over me despite his absence and I smile. Perhaps for the last time. "I have to do this," I whisper to the watch. "Please lend me your power, Mamo-chan." I'm sorry.

It takes only a moment for my henshin to fall over in a flurry of light and glitter. The skin tight fuku leaves no room for pockets so I shove the pocket watch down the front of its leotard. At least this way he'll remain close to my heart. Even in death.

"Come out, Sailor Moon."

That was fast. They already found me.

Straightening my shoulders, I step out from the alley. "Come and get me, creeps!"

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A/N: I DID NOT EXPECT THIS TO GO THERE. IT'S SO SHORT AND SO...OMG.

My apologies.

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