A/N: Oh, hi! Welcome to the sequel new readers, and old readers, and ALL readers! So, if you've read 'A Twist in Time' (Which I hope you did, otherwise this will be really confusing) you will have realized that this is the sequel to that. BUT, not only is it a sequel, it is a re-edited sequel! Cause if you read the author's notes in Twist, you will know that that I opted for a full makeover. Twist needed some serious cosmetic surgery and collide just needed a new wardrobe. Either way! I think it's better. So does my Bae-ta. Ninjette Twitch. Who is better than Grammarly- (Obviously, cause she's a human and grammarly is a robot, and the reason that I put who instead of that, because apparently I'm bad for that.)

Rewritten Jan 2020

Original's author's note:

Authors Notes: Hello lovely fanfiction readers! This is a sequel to my story, 'A twist in time'. If you have not read it, please do, as this story will be very confusing otherwise! So, I wanted to let you guys know a couple of things about this story before you read it. It is very different than my last story in that I explore more than just Mamoru's point of view. It will be limited to Usagi, Mamoru and Chibiusa though!

I'm going to be completely honest with you guys and tell you that the Dark Moon arc is my least favorite Sailor Moon arc. Please don't hate me for saying this, but I hated anime Chibi-Usa. She was redeemed for me in the crystal version a little bit but to find out she is 900-something years old? That did not sit well with me. The whole Mamoru-Dark Lady kiss? Also did not sit well with me.

I had originally planned to skip this whole arc altogether. It's seriously complicated, time-traveling, bratty kid, plot holed messed-uppery. Too daunting, I thought! Then I decided that the whole point of fanfiction is to change the things I did not like and make it my own! SO, forget everything you know about Chibi-Usa, the Dark Moon Clan and the original Sailor Moon story. I took it, twisted it, rewrote it and made it my own! I only hope you guys enjoy the crazy story that was bouncing around in my head as much as I enjoyed writing it!

(Also, because I feel like this might come up, I purposely made Chibi-Usa's eyes blue. I know they are supposed to be red, but I changed it. Why? Because it's fanfiction. and I can. )

A huge shoutout to the best beta ever: thank you Sailor Saiyan007! Your encouragement makes writing worth it!

Disclaimer: The wondrous, magical, world that is Sailor Moon does not, nor will it ever, belong to me. Although I have taken liberties with the characters, they do not, nor will they ever, belong to me!

If you guys like this, please let me know! I mean seriously, reviews make me want to write!

Prologue

The pink-haired, teenage girl sighed mournfully as she pressed delicate hands against the crystal coffin that was currently housing her mother's sleeping figure. She tried to swallow the devastated sob that lodged in her throat, but she wasn't successful as it burst from her pink, rosy lips and echoed around her. She wished, not for the first time, that she could talk to her. She just wanted to hear her reassuring voice one more time or have some kind of indication that her mother was still alive in there.

The hot tears poured down her cheeks, and she angrily wiped them away. This was why she couldn't wield the Silver Crystal. She was too emotional, too weak, nothing like the beautiful Queen that currently lay immobile in front of her.

"Chibi-Usa?" She swiveled around towards the source of the tentative voice that pierced through her miserable inner musings.

Her best friend, Jimu, stood with his arms crossed, emerald green eyes narrowed with concern. She was very grateful that Jimu was also immune to the poisonous gas that had killed most of the inhabitants of Crystal Tokyo and had, despite their best efforts to fight, put all of their loved ones into a coma. Another flash of sorrow coursed through her at the thought. She understood Jimu's immunity, but why her? Even their best friend Lita, who was much stronger than she was, had fallen comatose.

If she could just use the Silver Crystal, like her mother had several times against this enemy, she could destroy them for good and wake her family and friends.

Chibi-Usa forced a watery smile on her lips. "Hey, I'm sorry. I'm just feeling sorry for myself," she reassured. "Is Endy awake?"

Jimu shook his head, holding her gaze in that concerned, earnest way that reminded her of his father. "No, he's still sleeping," he replied, his tone calm and filled with concern. "Do you want to practice using the Crystal some more before your brother wakes up, Chibi? Will that make you feel better?"

Chibi-Usa's face fell, dismay unfurling in her chest because she knew he meant well. Jimu was not a stranger to her insecurities, and attempts to master the Silver Crystal was the only thing that kept her sane in the past couple of weeks. Still, it was disheartening to fail over and over again.

She forced another smile and inwardly cursed when she felt the tears prick at the corner of her eyes again. She hated that she was so emotional. She cried for everything, inevitable tears accompanying every one of her emotions. Why couldn't she be strong and resolute just like her mom?

They were alone now. It was just her, Jimu, and her baby brother Endy. Her mother had managed to encase them all protectively in the Crystal Palace when the Dark Moon Clan attacked with a power stronger than they anything they'd ever possessed before. This awful enemy that her family, the rulers of Crystal Tokyo, had been battling for years. They'd always been strong enough to keep these enemies at bay, but this time, it was her fault that they'd failed.

The tears spilled from cerulean blue eyes, rolling down her cheeks, and Jimu automatically pulled her into his arms. He tutted softly, running the palms of his hands down her spine in gentle, soothing motions. She buried her head against his chest, her eyes clenched shut, furious that she couldn't stop this onslaught of emotion.

"It's going to be okay, Chibi," he reassured, the low baritone of his voice rumbling in his chest beneath her cheek pressed against it. "We'll figure this out."

She sniffled pathetically in the circle of his arms, tears soaking the front of his shirt. The guilt was overwhelming, and Chibi couldn't help but think that her friend should be angrier, more infuriated with her. She was the reason his parents were comatose on cement slabs as well.

She cringed, pained by the thought. "It's all my fault, Jimu," she choked, pulling away a fraction, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth. "If I hadn't taken the Crystal that day just to prove something, my mom would have been able to fight them off when they came." The memories of that day were painful to think about, and she relived them every time she closed her eyes. "She was already so tired. Endy kept her up all night, and Dad couldn't do it by himself. What if…" The sentence trailed off, all tangled up in her throat.

Jimu growled, the sound low and laced with irritation as he gently pushed away, cupped her chin in his hands, and forcibly tilted her face upwards to meet his gaze. His expression was hard, unyielding, swirling forest-green eyes churning with anger. Chibi-Usa, flinched, hiccupping miserably at the look.

"Stop that now, Chibi," he snapped, his tone curt. "How the hell were you supposed to know that they were going to attack? Our parents were under the assumption that they'd been permanently sealed away this time. If they didn't know, how could you?"

He was right; she knew that he was. This wasn't the time to feel sorry for herself. She needed to practice, strengthen her abilities as a Senshi, and eventually, she might be able to leave the crystal palace that was currently their only haven and face the monsters lurking outside head-on. She may not have a grasp on the Silver Crystal, but she was Chibi-Moon, and she could fight them that way.

As if the Dark Moon Clan had read her thoughts, an alarm suddenly blared loudly in the silence of her crystal home. The sound was shrill, painfully loud as it resonated off of the crystal walls, a warning that the supposedly impenetrable barrier around the castle had been infiltrated.

She inhaled sharply, tensing with panic, as she met Jimu's gaze. His eyes were wide, startled, and filled with the same terror coursing through her. "Jimu!" she cried, resisting the urge to cover her ears. "You need to go get Endy while I find out what's going on!"

His expression was twisted with indecision, hands lingering on her waist, gaze filled with fear. "Chibi..." he trailed off, his grip tightening. She understood what he was trying to say.

The corners of her lips curled up into what she hoped was a comforting smile. She could do this, but only if he believed in her. "It's okay, Jimu," she reassured. "I'll be okay."

She pulled out of his embrace, and he visibly swallowed, his jaw and fists clenched, a tuft of raven black hair falling onto his forehead. It took a moment, but slowly he nodded, gave her one last desperate, sweeping look before he abruptly swiveled around hurried off towards where her one-year-old brother was sleeping.

Chibi swallowed, lips and limbs quivering, as she moved, unsteadily, towards the control room. She wasn't going to lie, not even to herself. She was scared. Like really scared. The very last thing that she wanted to do right now was run towards the danger. She'd never had to fight before. Not really. Her Senshi training had been restricted safely within the confines of her own home with the Senshi who tended to take it easy on her.

She'd lived a happy but sheltered life where she'd been lovingly doted on by her friends, her mother's Senshi, her father's generals, and her parents, whom she adored. There'd never been a reason to fight with such a vast array of super-soldiers protecting her, and the continuous wailing of the siren reminded her that she was very much out of her depth right now.

It didn't take long to transform into Chibi-Moon, and she sailed through the hallway, her pink leather boots clicking loudly along reflective marble floors as she ran towards the control room. Her heart raced in her chest, thundering in her ears with the alarm, and she was panting by the time she skidded to a halt in front of the translucent screen that flickered in warning.

It felt surreal to see the little blinking light on the Northwest part of the crystal barrier. How could something as innocent as a small blinking light indicate something as awful as an invasion by the monsters that had, without mercy, taken down her entire family? Her hands trembled as slender fingers fumbled over the buttons of the console to determine the exact location.

She bit her lower lip to stop its involuntary quivering from the onslaught of tears that were once again threatening to pour out of her eyes.

"You're strong, my beautiful daughter. Please don't be so hard on yourself, Small Lady. Your power will come in time. I promise you it will."

Her mother's advice resonated loudly through her head; her beautiful, powerful mother who was currently locked away in a crystal coffin. She needed to save them. Chibi exhaled deeply, clutching at the Silver Crystal on a chain around her neck, pulling from the strength that she didn't know she had before she swiveled on her heels and took off towards the danger to fight for her family.

oOo

There was nothing here. She'd searched everywhere, and there wasn't any indication that anyone or anything had tried to cross the barrier into the Crystal Palace. She'd checked several times and it was still impenetrable from anyone that wanted to do them harm.

Her eyes scanned the horizon, stomach churning at the sight of the destruction. The land that had once teemed with life was now barren, desert-like, filled with desolation, and death. Her home was destroyed and the only means to restore it hung uselessly around her neck. Her vision blurred with tears again, and she fought the urge to weep like the pitiful wreck that she was. She missed her mom and dad.

"There you are, little rabbit."

The voice was dark, menacing, and she gasped, twisting around to face its source. The leader of the Dark Moon Clan, Prince Demande, stood tall, dressed in white with silver-hair and a terrifyingly menacing look etched into hard features. She froze, throat constricted because he was blocking her from re-entering the circle of safety offered by the protective barrier that he couldn't breach. Oh, God. She was in so much trouble.

She'd been taught, in theory, how to handle situations like this. It was different in real life, though, and she didn't even try to attack. In fact, the thought didn't even occur to her until it was too late.

He strode towards her with lightning-fast speed, and before she could react, he wrapped his hand around her neck and lifted her high into the air. It was painful, and she felt her breath being choked out of her, eyes watering, from lack of oxygen this time, as she desperately tried to pry his fingers off of her. Her legs kicked furiously, slicing fruitlessly through the air, her vision blurring at the edges.

"You little brat, you think that you can evade me? You're nothing but an insignificant child. How someone like the Queen could have produced such an offspring is beyond me." His words were cruel, and they reflected the insecurities that she'd often struggled with. "Where is the boy?" he demanded and slightly loosened his grip on her throat.

She gasped, greedily sucking oxygen into her burning lungs, a raspy whimper spilling from lips that were rapidly turning blue. Demande was a crazy maniac, and she knew what he wanted.

He wanted Endy.

She'd inherited the silvery energy that enabled the power of the Senshi and the supposed ability to wield the Silver Crystal from her mom, but Endy was special. He had a mixture of both their mother's silvery essence and their dad's gleaming golden power. At only one, her brother had already exhibited incredible amounts of power, and the Dark Moon Clan wanted it for their own.

When the attack first happened, she'd overheard their weapons expert and military leader, Ash, talking about dissecting him and utilizing him to build weapons. It filled her with revulsion and disgust. She could never let these monsters touch her baby brother.

"You'll never have him," she croaked, mustering the courage to look him in the eyes.

His grip tightened, and he bent his elbow, bringing her face only inches from his. She cringed at the hatred glistening in the pools of black eyes. "If I can't have him, then I'll make sure he ceases to exist. Just like you, little rabbit," he hissed darkly. "I'm going to go back and kill your entire family so that this unnatural abomination you've created here will never exist." Tears blurred her vision of him, his words startling and disgusting her in equal parts. She recoiled from the pure malice laced into his voice.

His lips curled into a cruel smirk, and her stomach churned as his hot breath fanned across her face. "Do you know what I'm going to do after that, little rabbit?" He paused, his gaze and his grip like steel vices sucking the life from her.

When he spoke again, it sent chills crawling up her spine. "I'm going to take your mother away," he promised, hissing through his teeth in a way that made the bile rise in her constricted throat. "Then, I'm going to force her to submit to me. We'll rule the Dark Moon Kingdom together, and our offspring will supersede you and your brother in every single way."

She gagged, choking, renewing her efforts to escape. Why wasn't she strong enough? His fingers pressed harder, bruising the tender skin of her neck, and she gasped, sputtered, her ears ringing. She fought, but with every kick and gasp of air, she could feel her strength waning. She was going to die. She only hoped that Jimu could find a way to protect Endy. Her poor baby brother. The edges of her vision faded into black as she fought against the beckoning call of darkness.

"Chibi!"

She knew the voice belonged to Jimu, and she gasped as he barreled into Demande, sending them tumbling to the ground. The silver-haired prince was momentarily distracted and that provided them just enough time for Jimu to yank on her arm, dragging her over the barrier. He wasn't gentle when he pulled her to her feet, roughly tucking her close and hurrying her through the crystal palace entrance.

She gasped, sputtering, disoriented, and dazed as she gulped, cried and grasped at her neck that pulsated painfully from Demande's brutal assault. She couldn't breathe. The air felt like fire in her lungs; the Dark prince's awful threats ricocheting through her mind. Oh God. Oh, God.

She burst into sobs, raspy, pained cries, and Jimu pulled her into his arms. "Chibi, it's okay," he whispered, though his voice broke with emotion. "You're okay."

"Jimu," she croaked, wincing at the hoarse sound of her voice and the stinging ache in her throat. "Oh God. We're doomed, Jimu."

Jimu smoothed back tendrils of pink hair from her face, his expression confused, but softer than usual. "What do you mean, Chibi?"

She swallowed past the pain in her throat, tongue darting out to lick her dry lips as she shuddered with terror. "I don't know if he was telling the truth," she whispered, fighting back the tears welling in her eyes. "But Demande told me that he's going to go back in time to kill our family."

Jimu inhaled sharply, and there was a moment of stunned silence before he replied. "What?" he hissed through his teeth, fear flashing in his eyes. "Why the hell would Demande tell you that?"

Chibi's lips trembled, and she swayed dizzily on her feet. "I don't know," she choked. "Probably because he thought I would be dead?

Jimu's expression darkened, jaw clenched tautly as he pulled her into his arms, his gaze frantically scanning over the horizon.

Chibi shivered, clutching at his shirt as she peered up at him, her eyes round with terror. "Do you think he can do that?" she whispered. "Is that possible?"

For a moment, Jimu said nothing, a muscle in his jaw ticking as he contemplated her words with narrowed eyes. Finally, his shoulders slumped, and he sighed. The uncertainty in his eyes, flashing like a beacon of doubt, terrified Chibi the most.

"You know what they can do," he replied, lips pressed into a grim line as he subconsciously curled a stray ringlet of pink hair behind her ear. "I think it's possible."

She pulled away, blinking back tears, "Jimu, what are we going to do?" she croaked pitifully, helplessly. "We can't just wait to die… or not exist at all!"

Jimu nodded in agreement, the movement curt and angry. He looked so much like his father, and the uncanny resemblance sent another flash of sorrow coursing through her as she thought of her father's general that was currently lying comatose with the others.

He tensed, eyes narrowing with that faraway look he tended to get when he was mulling something over. "I think I know what we have to do, Chibi," he finally replied, expression hardened with determination. "We need to take Endy and go back too. If we destroy the Dark Moon Clan, their hold on our parents here will lessen, and we can save them."

Chibi shook her head, confused, pink ribbons of hair, so similar to her moms, tumbling over her shoulders with the movement. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, heart racing in her chest. "How?"

Jimu's eyes crinkled in the corners with the small half-smile that curled onto his lips. "Who better to destroy the Dark Moon Clan and protect Endy than our parents themselves? We can warn them, Chibi-Usa, and then they can save us."

Chibi-Usa's eyes widened a fraction in alarm, inhaling sharply, as what he was implying registered. "Pluto will never agree to let us through, Jimu," she whispered harshly, not daring to allow herself the luxury of hope. "It's breaking all the rules!"

Jimu was determined now, though. Set on his course of action. His grin only widened as he tugged on her arm. "Come on, Chibi. Nobody can turn down a request when you look at them with those pretty blue eyes," he exclaimed, his hands clasping her shoulders, his green eyes bright with eagerness. "If anyone can convince her, you can."

She tilted her head, gnawing at her lower lip as she considered their options. Her first option was to stay here, within the safety of the barrier. They'd be safe unless the Dark Moon Clan killed her dad in the past and effectively wiped her and Endy from existence. The second option was that they could take Endy, convince Pluto to let them travel, and they could fight with her mom and dad in the past.

Endy's wail of displeasure echoed around them, and she knew what option she preferred. She wasn't strong enough to do this on her own. She'd heard the stories of her mom and what she'd been like as the Moon Senshi, the battles she'd fought and won, the way she and her dad always triumphed over evil.

Her mom had stopped battling as the Moon Senshi before she was born, and the thought of actually seeing her in action-filled Chibi-Usa with excitement. Demande's disgusting words echoed through her mind once again, and the excitement faltered at the things he'd said about her mother; she needed to warn them.

Jimu pulled her hand and led her to where her brother sat, gumming on his blanket that was now tangled around his little legs. His blue eyes, so much like their father's, brightened at the sight of her.

"Chibi!" he giggled with tiny, outstretched arms, reaching for her as he leaned forward.

Her heart expanded at the sight of her black-haired baby brother, and she tenderly lifted him into her arms, propping him on her hip as he pulled at her hair and babbled happily.

"Ouch, Endy. Careful, baby boy. Don't pull Chibi's hair," she cooed softly, smiling as the little boy grinned at her. She kissed him on the crown of his head and turned to meet Jimu's gaze. His expression was soft as he watched her with her brother.

Chibi took a deep breath, pushing aside her reservations, and wordlessly nodded, and Jimu understood. They needed to take their chances with Pluto; for their parents and baby Endy's sake.

oOo

"Absolutely not, Small Lady," Pluto's voice pierced firmly through the swirling mists of time around them. "It is simply out of the question!"

They stood in front of the green-haired, regal Senshi of Time within the confines of Chronos's Time Gate. As the gatekeeper of space and time, it was Pluto's lonely responsibility to ensure that none who would misuse time could pass through here.

She readjusted a sleeping Endy in her arms and bit her lip nervously as she cast a pleading gaze up at the hard-faced Senshi that was her oldest friend. How could she make her understand that this was absolutely necessary?

"Please, Pluto," she whispered hoarsely, wishing she had some of her dad's healing energy to soothe the ache in her throat from Demande's brutal attack. Jimu stood protectively behind her, wisely remaining silent as she spoke with the Senshi. "You don't understand, we have to go. It isn't safe here for us anymore and the Dark Moon Clan may have already traveled back. We have to stop them."

The Senshi's expression darkened, and her gloved hand perceptibly tightened its grip on her staff. "Do you know what could happen if you went back? You could destroy everything, Small Lady." Her tone was harsh, unyielding, her lips set in a brutally grim line.

Chibi-Usa had to fight back the urge to stomp her foot in frustration. Didn't Pluto understand that everything was already at risk of being destroyed?

"Pluto, can you please listen to me?" she pleaded, tears welling in the pools of her eyes. "If we stay here, we'll die. Don't you know what happened out there?" The tears spilled over when she blinked, beading her lashes and rolling down her cheeks. She growled as she furiously wiped the offending wetness away. She hated that she was so irritatingly emotional.

Pluto's harsh gaze softened as she stared at her broken-hearted friend. Chibi-Usa could see her considering their request, her eyes flashing with uncertainty as she fiddled with the long silver staff in the palm of her gloved hand.

"Pluto, please," she implored. "I need you to help me save my family."

She knew that her final desperate plea clinched it when Pluto sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, her face upturned, as if praying for patience. When she opened them again, Chibi-Usa knew she'd been successful.

"Tell them only enough to warn them, Chibi-Usa," Pluto demanded, her tone ominously dark with warning. "The less that they know of their future, the more likely it is that the timeline will remain intact."

The Senshi of Time reached down and unclasped a time key from her belt, gingerly pressing it into the pink-haired princess's palm.

"If you're anything like your father, I know that you'll accomplish everything you set out to do. Let's hope you don't make as much of a mess as he did, though, okay?" Pluto stated, her voice slightly tinged with exasperation. Chibi nodded; she'd been told the stories of her father's travels through time. "Tread carefully, Chibi-Usa. This is a dangerous thing you're doing; time is not meant to be meddled with," she deadpanned, her gaze intensely piercing as she stared into Chibi-Usa's eyes.

Chibi-Usa swallowed, body trembled with fear for what they now must do. Jimu's hand pressed comfortingly into the small of her back. His presence was warm, soothing, and she drew strength from it. She nodded mutely to the Senshi.

"Use Luna-P to find your parents when you get there. It's powers will help you," she offered, referring to the mechanical, slightly magical, Luna robot ball that she'd had made for Chibi-Usa when she was only a small child. "Go now, Small Lady, and good luck."

Pluto's voice resonated across the mists of time as she held Endy in one arm and Jimu's hand in the other. She was proud of herself, for she managed not to cry as she let the mist envelop them.