I don't own Sailor Moon. It rightfully belongs to its rightful owner.

So, I've had this idea in my mind for a while and I know I should be working on my other stories, but my head fills with so many ideas.

I was inspired to write this after reading the amazing, Rabbit on the Moon by The Butterfly Defect. It's such a great dark turn on the Sailor Moon universe. I highly recommend it if you like OC's.

This won't be as dark. Hopefully. Nah, trust me. I can't really write dark stuff for shit.

This will be slightly auish.

Once upon a time, in a hospital in the city of Lisbon, a nineteen year old girl died. Yup, that girl was me.

I won't go into details about how I died because we'd be here for a long time but I did do that. I died. End of that story.

After that, after the long and dreadful darkness and nothingness, there was this something I can't quite explain. There was this pull and whether I wanted to follow it or not, there I went, straight towards it and it was like I settled somewhere and I'm not sure what happened? I could almost say that it had felt like someone was there with me, a second person. But I could not touch them, no matter how I wanted. It was like they were protected by something but I forcely reached out and the thing protecting broke and suddenly I didn't feel like me anymore. I wasn't me, the girl who didn't have many friends but had a couple that she trusted with her life and while she wasn't exactly the most selfless person, she still did her best to help anyone with anything.

I was someone else.

And after that, I think I dreamed.

I remember going through images, thousands and thousands of them and they weren't mine. Images of a castle on the moon (?) with the Earth hovering near it, of people I didn't know, of laughter and crying I never went through. They didn't feel like anyone's really but they became mine. They stored themselves in a corner of my mind, ready to resurface whenever they were needed.

And then I kind of, sort of, got myself reborn in the process. Why? No idea. Why me? Hell if I know. But there was that thing with the images and the pulling and the feeling like someone else and after a while . . . I was looking at the blurry (because my eyesight wasn't completely developed and boy, as a baby, faces are huge) face of the nurse and then at my new mother's blurry face.

I went hysterical.

Reincarnation was never a concept I thought of while I was living Before. I knew of it but never really considered anything of it. It wasn't necessary for me to know a lot about it. It could or not exist and I was fine with knowing just that.

So, actually dying and being reborn really sent me down an hysterical path.

Really. I couldn't stop screaming and crying. But maybe those were also my new baby instincts. A mix of the two, I suppose.

I got reborn in some city in Japan of all places as Usagi Tsukino, the daughter of Ikuko and Kenji Tsukino, future older sister to Shingo Tsukino.

The name had rang a bit familiar but I didn't think much of it.

Why was I reborn in Japan after living my previous life in the small country of Portugal, I have no idea. Maybe the world decided that it was time for a change for me.

And I would have to learn Japanese and all its symbols and drawings of them.

Yay, me.

Fuck me.

I was two years old when I asked myself, did I get reborn like years back?

Mama was walking through the streets, holding me in her arms and it was as we were walking that I realized, why aren't the cars as modern as the ones from Before? I mean, it wasn't like everyone had modern cars but most people had and they were a lot. So why were most cars the ones from like the 90's? And the big blocks people were holding to their faces that I horrifyingly realized to be phones. There wasn't as much technology as Before. The shops didn't have like huge screens passing advertisements or there were these game stores that had these old games and okay, that sent a few alarms going off in my mind.

It was when Mama was picking up the newspaper and I could read the date that my mind froze. My whole being froze.

I was living in the 90's.

Holy shit. Was there even internet?

"What's wrong, Usagi-chan?" Mama asked, concern written on her face when she felt me freeze most likely. And although she was talking Japanese, I found myself understanding it but that's probably because of the exposure my newly developed brain had to the language these last two years.

Not only was I reborn but I was also reborn in the past. Holy crap, how does one work something like that out?

"Usagi-chan?"

I thought of something to do that would be believable and pulled at her hair, like any other child probably would, "Mama, there!"

She looked towards where I was pointing and giggled, "You want to play some games, huh?"

I giggled in return and she took us inside the store. Over her shoulder, I observed our surroundings dejectedly.

I'm never going to get used to the 90's.

When I'm seven years old, I have an accident.

It was entirely my fault. I had been playing alone outside the house. Mama was busy with Shingo, my younger brother and Papa was working. I didn't have anyone watching me and honestly, I shouldn't have gone out to street. I really shouldn't but the ball had flew out of my hands and when I looked to both sides, there hadn't been any car in sight so I thought it was a good idea.

I hadn't noticed the car going into reverse gear and moving out of the house's garage.

The driver probably hadn't seen me either because I was (am) a short child.

I wasn't exactly the most alert girl, alright?

So when it slammed into me, my small body was sent nearly spiraling across the pavement. All I could feel was pain and it reminded me vivedly of the time when I actually died. My arm was twisted in a way that was not natural and so was one of my legs and I felt so lightheaded and dizzy and I had this urge to vomit. The pain was excruciating and my eyes were stinging and before I knew it, I was silently crying, it hurts.I don't wanna die again.

The thought ran through my mind over and over and I was so scared. Terrified, really. The fear was running through my small body, way worse than adrenaline and I could hear people screaming and panicking and horrible sounding sob of, "Usagi!" reached my ears and there she was. Mama was knealing at my side and there were tears in her eyes and she looked so, so sad.

Why is Mama sad?

"Mama, don' cry," I managed to slur, shaking hand reaching for her pretty face, framed by the dark blue hair I wish I had gotten. Instead, I had gotten a vibrant golden.

". . . gotta sta . . . lease,"

I tried to stay awake, I really did. I did my best but my eyes just . . . slipped closed and I was floating in the oh, so familiar nothingness.

I was just floating there, not able to do anything, eyes open and staring at nothingness when there was a pull and suddenly everything shifted.I was no longer in the nothingness. I was still wearing my bloody white shirt and ripped shorts but I was instead in the middle of garden, a familiar castle in the distance. The air wasn't airy, it was like it wasn't oxygen but I could still breathe. I looked around and when I saw the Earth, I knew this was the place from those weird memories I got all that time ago.

"Usagi-chan."

I startled, turning around. A girl, she couldn't be older than seven, was standing a couple of feet away from me. Her long white gown was beautifully decorated with golden accessories and she had this crescent mark in the middle of her brows. Her blue eyes looked way too much like mine from this life do and her golden hair fell from two circular shaped buns on her hair and brushed against the flowers.

She looked like . . . me from this life but wasn't me.

And I didn't know what to think of that.

"Who are you?" I tried to ask but my voice wouldn't come.

She smiled, such a childish smile and she held out her hands, a small crystal in them, "I am you and you are me."

The crystal began shinning and shinning and warmth filled my whole being and the girl continued walking towards me (she seemed to be changing from child to young adult? And is that blood on her chest?) and when she reached me, the crystal began shinning even more suddenly it was gone and she phased through me and vanished . . . into me? And the warmth just spread over me and I suddenly felt sleepy and a burning on my forehead and everything seemed to slowly disappear.

A whisper, with a much older sounding voice than my own childlike one, remained in my ears as I lost myself into darkness, "But don't be like me."

IKUKO gasped when her daughter opened her eyes and reached for her side immediately, only to stop a few inches from her daughter's hand.

Usagi was awake, tears streaming down her face and the wounds on her face seemed to have disappeared along with the ones on her arm and leg that weren't broken.

And what surprised Ikuko more was the little mark, the small golden crescent moon on her daughter's forehead, shinning brightly for a moment before it faded . . .

. . . and Usagi fell into a deep sleep again.

So, yeah.

It's a bit auish and you can see.

The vision of child Serenity using the Silver Crystal to heal Usagi was something I nearly didn't add but I wanted them to see each other. A soul that doesn't belong in this world meeting the soul that was reincarnated in the body she took for her own.

It was like they were separate beings but now they've merged together fully. Serenity vanishing into Usagi felt final and complete and now there's no way back.

I don't know. It's 4am currently. I don't really know what I'm writing. But hopefully it's still goodish?