Hey. Part VII, it's done. I don't know if the last part went too fast or not, or if you understood it, so I'll try to slow down some, make this story more understandable, or something. Disclaiming... Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi, DIC, and other people who like to make money off this stuff. So without further adu, part VII Yet Another Sailor Moon Story, Part VII Tuxedo sat against the wall. He was a strong type, he didn't cry. That was how it was, had been, had always been, especially after the accident. The Accident. It had ruined his life. Made it terrible. He had lost his memory, and his whole life had seemed like a lost rose in an area of red carnations. So blurry, and he hadn't remembered anything. He had just started over; he hadn't even known whether his name was Mamoru or not. And then Usagi had entered his life.... He was a strong type. He never liked to show his emotions. So why was he crying, now? But it didn't seem to matter. He didn't care. The senshi had all died, and he had just watched, each had disintegrated, just gone, and all that remained was their tiaras, in which he kept safely in his pocket. He had watched them die. And now it was his turn. They would be coming for him soon, so he just sat against the wall, waiting. Knowing his time drew near. Soon it would all be over. He wiped his eyes with his sleeves, and wiped his nose,too. "Why must you make me suffer? If I am to die, come, make it quick. I am growing impatient," he let out the cry into the darkness. To no one in particular. Yet a figure answered, and they came closer, and closer, and closer... Mamoru looked up, and gasped, as the figure waved her hand, and both disappeared into the darkness. "Black Lady, I am proud of you. You have succeeded in slaying the senshi." "Did you expect any less from the best?" She asked ruefully. "Of course not, M'lady." "Why thank you, Wiseman. You are too kind." The Dark Moon Mistress emerged from the shadows, "Hello, everyone. What are thou rejoicing?" "The downfall of the Sailor Senshi. All that remains is Tuxedo Kamen. Would you like to finish him off?" "Of course, tell me where you left him." And Black Lady did, so Mistress took off in that direction. "Oh dear, they're really gone, aren't they? It's been a week, and all of Usagi's friends are gone, too. Even that boy she liked so much. Even the cat. Do you think they did it purpously? To give us premature grey hairs? Is it my fault? Was I really a bad mother?" "No, honey," Mr. Tsukino assured his wife, "you were a fine mother. It's not your fault. I swear it's not." Shingo cautiously entered the room, "Uh, Mika's coming over. To show me some new dolls she made. Alright?" Mrs. Tsukino grabbed her son by the collar, "Tell me, Shingo, am I a bad mother? Where did I go wrong? Why did this have to happen to me? It's all my fault, isn't it?" "Uh, no mom. You're a," he paused a moment, trying to squirm out of his mother's grip, "fine mom." Mrs. Tsukino sank back in the chair, tears falling freely from her face. Her stare was empty, and she looked like a zombie. Her hair hadn't been brushed in a while, and her clothes hadn't been changed, Shingo wondered, as he wandered off to his room to await the arrival of Mika. The light was blinding. That was all Tuxedo Kamen noticed. It was too bright, and he couldn't see a thing. He shielded his eyes with his unused hand. He wasn't in the NegaMoon any more. That much he knew. Otherwise, he knew nothing. "Why does everyone like to make sure I have NO idea what's going on?" "Oh, Endymioun, have you so little faith?" He looked up, bewildered, "Queen Serenity, is that you?" "Why does everyone think they have to die so quickly? You have much to do. We can't have Serenity on the enemies side, can we?" "No, of course not. But how can I save her?" "With the help of the senshi, you can do near anything." "But the senshi are dead." "Have you their tiaras?" Endymioun produced the tiaras from his pocket. "Look deep inside each stone. Inside is the soul of a senshi. They will help when the time comes. But you must know that you cannot defeat the evil on the senshi's help alone." Endymioun's surprised face urged the Queen to continue, "You must use your greatest weapon to revert Serenity back to our side, and little ChibiUsa also." "Of course," came his reply. "I am replenishing your energy supply. Go now, young prince. Make us proud." A sensation came through his body, a good sensation, and he shut his eyes to savor the moment. The warm tingle traveled threw his vains, making him feel strong again. He opened his eyes to find the caves before him, again. "Good to be home," he joked. "If only you were at your own home!! Die, Masked Man!!!!" The Mistress appeared, lunging at Tuxedo with a battle axe. Usagi? "Don't do this, Usagi!" Usagi? "Why did you call me that?" "Dear Princess, please, wake up." "Go to hell, you little misfit." She lunged at him again, neatly slicing his left foot as he dodged out of the way. He took out a rose in which he quickly threw at the Mistress. "You cut my face!! You shall die! Yaaaaaaaaaaarg!!" She lunged at him again, missing him completely. "Tsunami Usagi, missed me by a mile." "Oh yeah?" She threw the battle axe aside, and lunged at him again. This movement caught him off guard, and she slashed his face with her finger nails. The blood came from a wound below his right eye. "Meatball head, stop playing around, you probably get hurt playing with stuffed animals." He took out his cane, preparing to whack her with it, when he stopped. This was his Usako. He couldn't bash her in the head. Sensing he wasn't paying attention, she took the advantage to slash him in the face with her hideous nails. He couldn't whack Usagi, but this Moon Mistress was another thing.. *Crack* came the sound as his cane broke in two against the Mistress's head. Her eyes widened, and she grasped her head. "You'll....pay...for... that," she gasped painfully, falling to her knees. He bent down to catch her, holding her up by the waist, "You don't mean that, Usako. You can't." "Oh, I'll make you die a thousand deaths for what you've done." "You don't remember, do you? Wake up, Usagi, it's me. Mamoru. Endymioun. My Princess, I've come to set you free again. Like our dream. Like I promised." "I shall kill you for what you've done." "Stop Usagi. Look into your soul. You remember, don't you?" Tuxedo Kamen took out the Star Locket, which began playing their music, "You remember, don't you?" He repeated his question. The Mistress stared a moment, life creeping into her empty eyes, "Oh, Mamo," she breathed in a soft voice, "I do remember. I remember." "Oh Usako. I'm so sorry. I didn't want to leave you. But that's over now. I'll stay by you untill my death. My dreams can't hurt us." The Mistress layed a hand upon the locket, and her outline began to shine. Colors flew through out her body, saving her, making her human again. Usagi looked up to him, "Oh Mamo, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I don't know what came over me. Forgive me." "Of course." "Thank you. You set me free." Usagi's eyes shut, and Tuxedo layed her down upon the floor. The NegaMoon was going down! "NO!" Wiseman yelled angrily, "This can't happen!! The Mistress has betrayed us!!!" "Don't worry, Wiseman. I shall kill her off, along with Cape Boy," came the evil voice of Black Lady. "No, not you. You may leave us too. I shall call Esmeralde." "Esmeralde? That hideous poor excuse for a woman? Let me go. I would never betray my king." "That is what I'm afraid of," Wiseman said in such a low voice, Black Lady failed to hear him. "No, M'Lady. It is too dangerous. I shall send Esmeralde." "I defeated the senshi. Let me go or I shall defeat Esmeralde, too." "You will do no such thing." "Wanna bet?" She questioned, as she turned away and went off in search of the betrayer, Dark Moon Mistress. "Usagi?" He questioned, as her blond head bobbed in the air, "are you awake, now? You've slept an awful long time." Her face appeared, "How long?" "About two days, I guess. You've been out of it for a while. Are you hungry?" "What do you think?" "Here, all I have is an apple from when I got here." "Are you sure you don't want it?" "Staring into your beautiful eyes fills my stomach a hundred times over." She blushed, yet only for a moment, before inhaling the fruit. Tuxedo Kamen stared at her. Though her face was dirt streaken, and her hair was a mess, she was his Princess, and she was back. And nothing could keep the two apart. He loved her, would die for her. It was as simple as that. end Part VII. Well, the next part should finish this story. What do you think so far? Eme at Seeya, Chibi-Mercury