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Summary: She was the target of his desire, and the conquest he desperately sought. He would stop at nothing to make her his; crossing the dimensions of space-time, and risking the fate of the world to make Queen of the White Moon bow to him. A re-telling of the Black Moon Arc, centered around Usagi, Mamoru, and Demando.

A/N: I've always loved the relationship between Usagi, Mamoru and Demando, as well as the Black Moon Arc, which is my favorite arc of Sailor Moon. It's quite dark, and I just love Demando in general. This story is based mostly on the manga (I don't like the huge age gap between anime Usagi and Mamoru), with the breakup arc in the anime, and the redemption of the Akayashi sisters. I know a lot of fans despise the breakup arch, however, I think it makes a wonderful plot and relationship dynamic between Usagi, Mamoru and Demando. Also, this is rated T for now, and the rating will most likely go up in later chapters for sexual content and non-consensual acts.

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Italics indicate a flashback

VXIXV

It was unusually warm for an autumn evening as Usagi frantically dashed up and down the Juban Municipal Park. On the horizon, the sun was just starting to set behind the layers of billowy clouds, casting warm orange rays on the Tokyo cityscape with traces of navy hinting at the darkness of night that was rapidly approaching. While most people were retiring home for the day, Usagi and her friends had split up to scour every inch of Juban because Chibi-Usa had ran off on her own again. Usagi had gone upstairs to check on Chibi-Usa, as she always did, only to find her bed empty, and her family completely unaware of her absence. Using her communicator, Usagi alerted her fellow Sailor Guardians, and they agreed to split up in search pink-haired girl. Periodically they would check in with each other, each updating the other of their progress, but thus far, no one could find Chibi-Usa. Night was quickly approaching, and it was too dangerous to have the small child alone at night, especially if she released her energy. No, Usagi needed to find her.

Truthfully, Usagi welcomed the distraction as her mind was occupied with troubling thoughts of the recent months. Rubeus had been defeated, and the Ayakashi sisters cleansed with the Ginzuishou. By all means, she should be satisfied that progress had been made on the motives of the Black Moon Clan. Koan, Berthier, Calaveras and Petz had disclosed as much information as they knew, which wasn't much. They had merely been the pawns sent to fight the grunge work for the higher ups. Rubeus had been little use as he exploded with his space ship, and the Guardians were back at square one with virtually no useful information about their enemy. Panting heavily, Usagi stopped momentarily at a park bench, leaning on it for support as she attempted to catch her breath.

A wave of anger and frustration washed over her. Everything started with that little brat! The instant Chibi-Usa fell from the sky, the peaceful air of Tokyo had been disrupted once again for countless battles with an enemy far more powerful then she had ever encountered before. And they cherry on top it all, that Chibi-Usa was rude, ungrateful and a downright nuisance, brainwashing Usagi's family all the while refusing to tell anyone why the 30th century was in peril, or the nature of the Black Moon. But for all Chibi-Usa's faults, Usagi couldn't shake the affection she felt towards the girl, as if she was drawn to her, like some sort of maternal instinct. Even Mamo-chan…

Her train of thought stopped at the mention of Mamoru. Even though he had broken up with her weeks ago, the pain was just as fresh as if it just happened. For the life of her, Usagi just couldn't understand why he was so cold to her. What had she done to upset him so? They were lovers that crossed the sands of time to be reunited with each other, Princess Serenity and Prince Endymion. She remembered so clearly when Mamoru jumped in front of her to shield her from Queen Beryl's attack, at the cost of his own life. He seemed so happy for those few short weeks after he regained his memory when An and Ali had departed. His smile was so warm and sweet; Mamoru's face seemed to light up whenever Usagi would jovially run up and hug him. But now, he refused to meet her eyes, and no matter how many tears, calls and nights spent begging at his apartment to know what she had done to anger him, he avoided her at all costs. His seemingly only interests were defending the planet from their enemies and Chibi-Usa.

It was so sudden, without a word of warning. One afternoon, just after school ended, she had run into Mamoru by pure coincidence, or as Usagi thought, fate. Her warm embrace was with cold demeanor, and he quickly pushed her aside, announcing that he no longer loved her. She hadn't believed it at first, and approached him again, speaking much more formally and bowing her head in apology, assuming that she had put on too much of a public display of affection. However, Mamoru simply repeated himself, and walked away, telling her to stay away from him.

A pang of jealousy hit her, but she dismissed it as soon as it came. Chibi-Usa was a little girl, and it was natural that Mamoru would be protective of her. Usagi swallowed a fresh batch of tears that threatened to fall, instead refocusing her mind on the missing child. With her breathing under control, Usagi resumed her search for the little girl, calling out into the rapidly approaching night, "CHIBI-USA! WHERE ARE YOU?"

VXIXV

The decedents of the Black Moon Clan looked upon 20th Century Crystal Tokyo with a mixture of disdain and boredom. How could such a lackluster city, filled with pollution, endless racket and dull metal skyscrapers be the genesis of the crystalline utopia that was Crystal Tokyo? Demando and his entourage were hidden well secluded in their UFO; their technology far surpassed the capabilities of the 20th Century, enabling them to be completely undetectable. Esmeraulde and Saphir surveyed the Tokyo skyline, unimpressed at the cityscape. "What a primitive world. How could Rubeus have been defeated by warriors from such a simple time?" Esmeraulde mused out loud, her fluffy red fan was extended in front of her face, hiding her disgust at the 20th century.

"Remember, the warriors we are fighting in the 30th century are the same ones that defend this world," Saphir replied harshly, not hiding is apparent dislike for the woman. He found her lewd and arrogant mannerisms distasteful, no matter how good she was at her job. Attitude aside, however, he couldn't discount her usefulness. Esmeraulde was indeed beautiful, with comely features, long flowing hair and a figure any man would find tempting, but that pretty face of hers was nothing more than a shield for the vile, angry and vengeful woman beneath.

"Rubeus was a fool. We have all but defeated those damned Sailor Guardians in our own time, all that's left is to find the Rabbit and kill her," Esmeraulde scoffed, maintaining her air of arrogance. Eyebrows perked, she smirked ear to ear, already eagerly plotting her mission. The sooner it was finished; the sooner she could return to her own time.

Behind the pair of them, on an elevated platform sat the ruler of the Black Moon Clan, lazily reclining on throne of black crystal. Prince Demando was a tall man, nearing 6 feet with a head of silver, pale skin and stern icy violet eyes. "Don't foil this mission. My patience was worn on Rubeus, and I will not tolerate any more failure," he said coldly. Normally, Demando would never have ventured from the 30th century, deeming the work menial and below his status, however, fueled by rage at his minion's lack of progress, he deemed it prudent to oversee the operations of the 20th century. Or rather, that was the reasoning he told everyone else. Not that he need explain his motives to anyone, he was the Prince after all. However, the real reason was in the last report Rubeus had sent Demando.

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Like many so evenings before, Demando gazed longingly at the hologram before him. The image, still and lifeless, was nothing but a poor shadow of the woman it embodied, but for the time being, it was Demando's only option if he wished to see the sleeping queen of Crystal Tokyo. The Prince couldn't even begin to count how many evenings he had fallen under the spell of the hologram, entranced not only by her beauty, but also by her defiance. All night he would stare at her, his eyes unwavering, the need for sleep forgotten. Even now, as the 30th century lay in ruins beneath her, and she, Neo Queen Serenity, slept helplessly in a coma protected only by the barrier of the Crystal Palace, refused to yield. Her guardians relentlessly protected her, that cursed King never leaving her side. On more than one occasion, the notion of sneaking into the palace and stealing her body had crossed Demando's mind, but her limp frame could not yield the satisfaction he so desired. The sleeping queen wouldn't yield her kingdom, power and body do him. In a deep slumber, she wouldn't bow to him, and accept him for what he truly was, her king.

"No, you only torment me. But only for the time being," Demando mused to himself, his voice calm but with a thinly veiled layer of contempt laced with desire.

He began pacing back and forth, too restless to remain on his throne. Normally, he would have long been asleep, but this particular night, he was awaiting yet another one of Rubeus' weekly reports. It was always the same, assign one of the Akayashi sisters to a targeted point, all would go well, until one of the Sailor Guardians caught wind and killed yet another Droid. In addition to Demando, Saphir, who created the Droids, was also short on patience for the constant defeats and wasted energy. "I don't have unlimited resources," Saphir complained. And to make matters even more difficult, the Rabbit continued to evade them, and there was no sign of the Ginzuishou. Another wave of frustration washed over the White Prince. How hard was it to kill a child, much less one who was the spitting image of the Lunarian Queen?

No one had known what became of the Ginzuishou of the future, and some even speculated that it had been destroyed. Demando didn't believe that, for if it had been destroyed, Crystal Palace would have fallen and Black Moon Clan would have their revenge. No…it's still out there, and if he was a gambling man, Demando would have bet that the Rabbit took it with her when she ran away.

A deep masculine voice interrupted his train of thoughts, "Demando-sama…"

Somewhat vexed at the intrusion, Demando realized that Rubeus had finally reported in. "You're late," he chided monotonously. The hologram that had been the queen changed, now presented a tall man, with flaming red hair. The image was fuzzy and unstable, an unfortunate complication of trans space-time communication.

Head bowed out of a mixture of respect and fear, Rubeus kept his eyes fixed on the floor. "I recently acquired some new information I think you'll be pleased with. However, I wanted to be assured of its authenticity before passing it on to you," the soldier said quietly.

His interest somewhat perked, Demando turned on his heel and faced his subject. "Have you found the location of the Rabbit or the Ginzuishou?"

"No, my Prince. Ever since the Ayakashi sisters betrayed us, that has become much more… difficult," Rubeus choose his words wisely, careful to downplay any wrong-doing on his part. His gazed lowered more, determined to avoid Demando's ire.

"Then what do you have that's so important?" the White Prince snapped.

"The past identity of Neo-Queen Serenity." The throne room fell silent. Demando was aware that his desire for the queen was at least somewhat well known among his subjects, but no one dared to voice it, much less question it. Now extremely interested in what Rubeus had to say, Demando leaned in a bit closer, keenly observing his face and actions. The red headed man continued slowly, "For the past few months, we've been dealing with the Sailor Guardians of the past, five of them. And as we well know, there are only four in the future. We have assumed that, up until this point, the fifth soldier must have died in the calamity that befell the Earth prior to the 30th century."

"That has been well established in our histories," Demando cut him off abruptly. He was well versed in the history of his clan, their banishment, as well as that of the White Moon. 'Know thine enemy' was a tenant he had long subscribed to. "The fifth soldier died, and the last four remained as guardians to the Queen and King. No one knows how or why the fifth solider died, or who killed her."

"What if she didn't die?" the red-headed man said, as more of a statement than a question.

"What are you getting at?" Demando spat. He hated guessing games, and it was especially true of any pertinent information that could be had about Neo-Queen Serenity.

"I saw it with my own eyes. Sailor Moon, who we assumed was the Sailor Guardian that was killed, wields the Ginzuishou. She can control it, and used it to coerce the Ayakashi sisters," Rubeus finished. "Only someone with that sort of power could brainwash the Ayakashi sisters to betray us. And only…"

"Only someone of Lunarian descent can wield the Ginzuishou," Demando finished, connecting the dots. A sly smirk spread across his face. This was indeed very useful information, not only for his own desires, but also in determining the location of the Ginzuishou. Yes, they had not yet found its 30th century counterpart, but if they could destroy its predecessor, time would change and the balance of power would be tilted in their favor. His mind spinning, the Prince turned towards Rubeus. "I want you to isolate Sailor Moon from the rest of the Guardians. Separate them, kill them, do whatever you please by any means. Bring Sailor Moon and the Ginzuishou back to me," he ordered.

"My Prince, I expected as much. I took the liberty of taking Mars, Mercury, Jupiter and Venus hostage to lure her out. They have been neutralized and are in my ship," Rubeus replied. "They will be the bait to lure her out. I've seen her in battle numerous times. She is indeed very powerful, but also easily manipulated. Her friends are her weakness, and she will protect them at any cost."

"Do what you want to the other four, but bring Sailor Moon back, alive and unharmed," Demando added. Spinning on his heels, he began walking away. "This is your last chance, Rubeus. If you fail, do not even bother coming back," he added icily.

"Yes sir," Rubeus saluted. The hologram abruptly vanished and the Prince was once again left alone.

The idea had never occurred to him to peruse the Queen's past self. Her past identity had been a closely guarded secret, known only to her protectors and that damned husband of hers. All records of her prior identities had been erased, to ensure her safety. Demando licked his lips, mind swimming in ideas of what kind of a woman the Queen had once been. Centuries of ruling had no doubt made her cold and hardened to the duties it demanded of her, but the opportunity to corrupt her, make her his before she rose to power…well that was too much to pass up. He would have her, one way or another.

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Naturally, Rubeus has failed and gotten himself killed in the process. Demando was perfectly aware of Esmeraulde's involvement, but had been too furious to intervene. No, he has failed, and death was the only suitable alternative. The White Prince did not tolerate failure, and he had seen enough. "Esmeraulde!"

"Yes sir," she responded accordingly.

"Have a little fun, lure the Sailor Guardians out and find the Rabbit," he said. He held Esmeraulde in small esteem, seeing only her unwavering loyalty and usefulness as a warrior. She loved him, he knew, but Demando had no interest in her. In fact, he found her to be a vile woman, with hardly any merit.

"Nii-san," Saphir said. "I don't have a Droid ready to go yet. Traveling to this time drained my energy sources."

A loud high pitched laugh echoed inside the small chamber of the UFO. "Don't worry about that, Saphir. I will go myself. If you want something done right, you gotta do it yourself," Esmeraulde laughed shrilly and disappeared from the craft.

Once Esmeraulde was gone, Demando turned to his little brother. "Saphir, stay and man the ship. We won't be here long and I want to be gone as soon as I return."

"Return?"

"You don't seriously think that Esmeraulde will succeed do you? I'm going down and taking care of this myself. Yes, she his powerful but she is also a fool, too obsessed with her own self-interests to be of any real use," Demando said plainly. He could be honest with his brother, and in nearly all cases, Saphir was the only one he trusted in earnest. "I will be back, be on alert."

"Yes, Nii-san."

VXIXV

END CHAPTER 1

Thank you everyone who read and enjoyed this. I have the whole story planned out and am well underway with chapter two. Please feel free to review. It's always appreciated and gives me the motivation to write faster.