Lord of Darkness
Chapter 1
Goddess Abduction
Hi, everybody. It's Shizuka Kaze. This little weirdo fic here has, mysteriously
enough, no setting. It's just something I wrote after watching "Gods and
Generals." I started thinking what would happen if the senshis and Generals were
in a war-like situation; not too much magic, mostly weapons, but a couple of
spells once in a while. This focuses on Kunzite and Minako. Ami and Makoto are
will probably show up further into the story, mostly likely somewhere around
chapter 5, and Rei pops up once in a while, but she'll have more coverage in
later chapters, a bit more than Ami and Makoto. I hold no great love for Serena,
but I might stick her in the story, since it's unfair for all the inners to
appear besides her. No outers, probably. So, a little change from my usual fics.
(Forgive my pre-story ramble).
Quick copyright note: I didn't make up the Sailor Senshis, they belong to Naoko
and everybody associated with the right. That's the reason why I'm writing a
fanfic, and not a fic.
Minako is 18, and Rei is 17. Kunzite and Nephrite are 24, Jadeite is 23, and
Zoicite, the baby of the family, is 22.
E-mail me at [email protected]. Comments and flames are both
welcome. And check out my site at www.geocities.com/haruka_michi0103/home.htm.
It's under construction, but almost everything under "Readings and Images" are
done.
A big thanks to Ari-chan, my lovely editor.
So, here it comes. *Sends a prayer to heaven.*
_____________________________
Lord of Darkness
Chapter 1
Goddess Abduction
_______________________________
The sun stretched its golden fingers over the world, illuminating burned
villages and blackened bodies, contrasting with the lush freshness of the nearby
forest. The light glinted off a man's silvery hair, who sat straight and proud
atop his stately stallion, whose mane shimmered like moonlight in the darkest of
nights. His eyes were cold as he surveyed the destruction, his voice harsh as
the ordered the punishment of the rebels, and his face impassive as he listened
to the cries of the babies and women. His name was Kunzite, Lord of Darkness.
His unwavering loyalty to his prince, the Dark King, made him a faithful
servant. His ruthlessness in battle had earned him respect and hatred, and his
brilliance in strategy had brought most of earth under his master's control. His
three companions were as motionless as he. They knew what battle meant. It meant
hardening your heart against pity. It meant controlling your emotions. It meant
losing your heart and soul forever, and heap never-ending guilt on your
conscience. And they accepted it.
A sound, an unusual one, reached the dark general's ears. He heard cries of
pain and terror at every village they conquered, but this time there were screams
of anger, outrage, and indignation. Two burly guards were dragging a raven-haired
girl into sight, who was fighting tooth and nail to escape. The Dark Lord's mask
remained in place, though he had half a mind to kill the girl himself to salvage
the remains of his eardrums. He turned to the blond general on his left, his voice
commanding and cold.
"Silence her!"
Jadeite nodded wordlessly, urging his stallion forward. The girl, who had
raised her head when Kunzite spoke, turned her face toward the oncoming general.
Her bright amethyst eyes burned with a deep hatred, and the red highlights in
her hair, oddly enough, seemed to mirror the dancing flames licking hungrily at
the homes of the rebels. Her dark exotic beauty warned that no man, once under
her spell, would ever re-surface unscathed. Had Jadeite known about her
reputation as a dangerous temptress, he might have been more cautious, but he
did not, and swiftly hit her over the head with the hilt of his sword, which was
set with rubies that caught and reflected the highlights in her midnight-black
hair. The girl slumped over as if dead.
An anguished cry split the air.
"Rei!"
Kunzite scanned the area quickly, searching for the female caller. A flash
of blond caught his eye. Someone was running towards the woods, ducking like
lightning behind flaming haystacks and remaining structures. Giving Nephrite and
Zoicite a quick sign, the Dark Lord whirled his horse about and set off after
the unknown person.
__________________________________
Minako ran as fast as she could, one hand holding a pigeon with a letter
attached to its leg. It was a warning to her friends in the next village. Her
childhood home had been taken, her best friend was probably dead, and their
village was mostly likely next on the list of the Dark King. Her legs aching,
she made for the cover of the trees. She had to reach it. If she released the
pigeon now, the soldiers would doubtlessly shoot it down. Once in the forest, it
would fly under the protection of the branches and amidst the foliage.
Hooves thundered behind her, and Minako scanned the ground frantically,
cursing the heavy sword strapped to her side. Bending down like lightning, she
grabbed a handful of pebbles, never pausing in her flight. She ignored her
body's vehement request to stop, putting on an extra burst of speed. Ten yards,
nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two ... With a relieved sigh, she
threw the pigeon in the air just as Kunzite rode into her view, an arrow already
on his bow. His target? The pigeon. Minako turned swiftly, throwing out her hand
at the stallion. The silver beast, caught in a hailstorm of pebbles, danced
frantically, and the Lord dropped the arrow, calming the stallion and stopping
it from dumping him out off the saddle. By the time the silver-haired general had
brought it back under control, the pigeon had already disappeared. Vexed flames
flaring in his eyes, he glared at the slight young woman in front of him.
Minako, meanwhile, had drawn her sword and taken up her fighting stance,
just as she had been taught by her instructor since she had been a mere child of
seven. Despite the fact it was thought unlady-like for a woman to learn the arts
of battle, she had managed to get her way.
"They will be ready, Lord Kunzite."
Her deep azure eyes showed no fear - Minako had made sure of that - despite
the fact that she was shaking inside. She knew the stories of rapes, murders,
and disembodiments. Kunzite was rumored to be like ice, stone; only Endymion was
more feared. These men had no morals, no remorse about killing, they were simply
blood-thirsty monsters. The silver-haired general didn't ask the meaning behind
these words, but simply spurred his stallion forward, undaunted by the girl
holding the glinting sword. Minako stared at him; he was going to spear himself
on her sword. Surprised, she let down her guard for a moment, which became her
undoing. Kunzite knocked her sword out of her hand in one swift movement,
sending it clattering across the ground, before scooping her up and dumping her
face-first over the stallion's back. Minako gritted her teeth; she was of royal
birth, the first daughter and third child of the Eastern King's brother, and
here he was, a mere general, treating her like a common wench. She'd be damned
if she made this ride easy for him. Squirming and kicking like a fierce little
wildcat, she managed to plow her fist into her captor's stomach. The blonde girl
grunted. Bastard didn't even flinch, and she felt as if she'd just tried to
knock down a ton of bricks. Something hit her hard over the head, and the next
moment, she surrendered to the darkness engulfing her.
**************************************************************************************
Kunzite rode back to his comrades to see Zoicite kneeling by the
dark-haired girl. The copper-haired young man glanced up, his emerald eyes
locking onto Kunzite's silver-purple ones.
"She's still alive, but with a concussion."
Nodding in approval, Kunzite commanded one of the soldier to dump the girl
on the cart. It contained mostly crying women and young girls, who were to
become pleasure women and servant maids for the Dark King and his men.
"What about her?"
Nephrite asked, pointing to the yards of lemon-blond hair draped in front
of the Lord of Darkness. Kunzite carefully rolled the girl over onto her back,
and his breath caught in his throat by the sheer beauty of her. The sun glinted
off her golden locks, surrounding her face in a golden halo. Delicate features
complimented her creamy-white skin and heart-shaped face. Her lips were full and
soft, and she had the darkest, most luscious lashes ever to grace the surface of
the planet. The Lord felt lust pour into his gut, and his eyes darkened with a
deadly intent.
"She's mine."
His voice was harsh. Cautious of his leader's temper, Zoicite rode softly
forward.
"Kunzite, Endymion will have your hide if you kept a girl he might want.
Wait until he tires of her - should he desire her in the first place - then you
can have her."
The silver-haired young man knew that it was reasonable advice, but the
thought of any other man touching her sent jealousy and anger coursing through
his veins.
"No, I don't want her deflowered. And I refuse to believe that my prince
would attack his second-in-command over a woman."
A strangled gasp caused him to look to his right. Jadeite was pointing to
an exquisite gold bracelet decorated with dainty topazes. And embedded deep within
each topaz the sign of one of the royal houses of the Eastern Kingdom glowed
golden. Her sleeves had fallen back, revealing the jewelry. Nephrite spoke up.
"This must be Minako, King Ithias's favorite niece. He dotes on her as if
she were his own child, and there are rumors that she'll inherit the throne
after he dies. He will not be happy that you're holding his niece captive."
Kunzite shrugged, not caring the least about the girl's uncle. King Ithias
could go to hell for all he cared. His reply was cold and sharp.
"And what can he do about it? Wage a war? Send assassins after me? And the
fact that she is royalty and a possible future queen is just an added bonus."
He looked down at the unconscious girl.
"She's exquisite. Never before have I met a woman who has a beauty to match
her courage. Those whores at the palace are simpering idiots. Not a single one
of them would have given their life to save that of their friends. And they
would never even touch a sword."
"It is dangerous to rape a woman who knows how to handle a sword."
"I can protect myself. Besides, who said anything about rape?"
"But if you intend to take her ..."
"I do, but women usually find me irresistible."
"Usually? I think you're in for a big surprise."
The silver-haired general glared at Zoicite, before snapping at the
soldiers to quicken their pace. Soon, the village had been picked clean. Setting
the unconscious girl comfortably against him, he started back toward the palace
where Endymion was waiting for them (he had left the battlefield the day before
after making sure that the rebellion had been put down to attend an urgent state
business), never noticing that Jadeite's gaze was locked on the still form of a
raven-haired girl.
_____________________________________________
Huh, Chapter 1 finished. Finally finished! * groans in relief*. Sorry, I know it
was pretty short. Don't hurt me. Please review and make me happy. Helps me write
faster. Good reviews always overcomes the writer's block. I'll post every other
monday. Hope you enjoyed it.
Chapter 1
Goddess Abduction
Hi, everybody. It's Shizuka Kaze. This little weirdo fic here has, mysteriously
enough, no setting. It's just something I wrote after watching "Gods and
Generals." I started thinking what would happen if the senshis and Generals were
in a war-like situation; not too much magic, mostly weapons, but a couple of
spells once in a while. This focuses on Kunzite and Minako. Ami and Makoto are
will probably show up further into the story, mostly likely somewhere around
chapter 5, and Rei pops up once in a while, but she'll have more coverage in
later chapters, a bit more than Ami and Makoto. I hold no great love for Serena,
but I might stick her in the story, since it's unfair for all the inners to
appear besides her. No outers, probably. So, a little change from my usual fics.
(Forgive my pre-story ramble).
Quick copyright note: I didn't make up the Sailor Senshis, they belong to Naoko
and everybody associated with the right. That's the reason why I'm writing a
fanfic, and not a fic.
Minako is 18, and Rei is 17. Kunzite and Nephrite are 24, Jadeite is 23, and
Zoicite, the baby of the family, is 22.
E-mail me at [email protected]. Comments and flames are both
welcome. And check out my site at www.geocities.com/haruka_michi0103/home.htm.
It's under construction, but almost everything under "Readings and Images" are
done.
A big thanks to Ari-chan, my lovely editor.
So, here it comes. *Sends a prayer to heaven.*
_____________________________
Lord of Darkness
Chapter 1
Goddess Abduction
_______________________________
The sun stretched its golden fingers over the world, illuminating burned
villages and blackened bodies, contrasting with the lush freshness of the nearby
forest. The light glinted off a man's silvery hair, who sat straight and proud
atop his stately stallion, whose mane shimmered like moonlight in the darkest of
nights. His eyes were cold as he surveyed the destruction, his voice harsh as
the ordered the punishment of the rebels, and his face impassive as he listened
to the cries of the babies and women. His name was Kunzite, Lord of Darkness.
His unwavering loyalty to his prince, the Dark King, made him a faithful
servant. His ruthlessness in battle had earned him respect and hatred, and his
brilliance in strategy had brought most of earth under his master's control. His
three companions were as motionless as he. They knew what battle meant. It meant
hardening your heart against pity. It meant controlling your emotions. It meant
losing your heart and soul forever, and heap never-ending guilt on your
conscience. And they accepted it.
A sound, an unusual one, reached the dark general's ears. He heard cries of
pain and terror at every village they conquered, but this time there were screams
of anger, outrage, and indignation. Two burly guards were dragging a raven-haired
girl into sight, who was fighting tooth and nail to escape. The Dark Lord's mask
remained in place, though he had half a mind to kill the girl himself to salvage
the remains of his eardrums. He turned to the blond general on his left, his voice
commanding and cold.
"Silence her!"
Jadeite nodded wordlessly, urging his stallion forward. The girl, who had
raised her head when Kunzite spoke, turned her face toward the oncoming general.
Her bright amethyst eyes burned with a deep hatred, and the red highlights in
her hair, oddly enough, seemed to mirror the dancing flames licking hungrily at
the homes of the rebels. Her dark exotic beauty warned that no man, once under
her spell, would ever re-surface unscathed. Had Jadeite known about her
reputation as a dangerous temptress, he might have been more cautious, but he
did not, and swiftly hit her over the head with the hilt of his sword, which was
set with rubies that caught and reflected the highlights in her midnight-black
hair. The girl slumped over as if dead.
An anguished cry split the air.
"Rei!"
Kunzite scanned the area quickly, searching for the female caller. A flash
of blond caught his eye. Someone was running towards the woods, ducking like
lightning behind flaming haystacks and remaining structures. Giving Nephrite and
Zoicite a quick sign, the Dark Lord whirled his horse about and set off after
the unknown person.
__________________________________
Minako ran as fast as she could, one hand holding a pigeon with a letter
attached to its leg. It was a warning to her friends in the next village. Her
childhood home had been taken, her best friend was probably dead, and their
village was mostly likely next on the list of the Dark King. Her legs aching,
she made for the cover of the trees. She had to reach it. If she released the
pigeon now, the soldiers would doubtlessly shoot it down. Once in the forest, it
would fly under the protection of the branches and amidst the foliage.
Hooves thundered behind her, and Minako scanned the ground frantically,
cursing the heavy sword strapped to her side. Bending down like lightning, she
grabbed a handful of pebbles, never pausing in her flight. She ignored her
body's vehement request to stop, putting on an extra burst of speed. Ten yards,
nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two ... With a relieved sigh, she
threw the pigeon in the air just as Kunzite rode into her view, an arrow already
on his bow. His target? The pigeon. Minako turned swiftly, throwing out her hand
at the stallion. The silver beast, caught in a hailstorm of pebbles, danced
frantically, and the Lord dropped the arrow, calming the stallion and stopping
it from dumping him out off the saddle. By the time the silver-haired general had
brought it back under control, the pigeon had already disappeared. Vexed flames
flaring in his eyes, he glared at the slight young woman in front of him.
Minako, meanwhile, had drawn her sword and taken up her fighting stance,
just as she had been taught by her instructor since she had been a mere child of
seven. Despite the fact it was thought unlady-like for a woman to learn the arts
of battle, she had managed to get her way.
"They will be ready, Lord Kunzite."
Her deep azure eyes showed no fear - Minako had made sure of that - despite
the fact that she was shaking inside. She knew the stories of rapes, murders,
and disembodiments. Kunzite was rumored to be like ice, stone; only Endymion was
more feared. These men had no morals, no remorse about killing, they were simply
blood-thirsty monsters. The silver-haired general didn't ask the meaning behind
these words, but simply spurred his stallion forward, undaunted by the girl
holding the glinting sword. Minako stared at him; he was going to spear himself
on her sword. Surprised, she let down her guard for a moment, which became her
undoing. Kunzite knocked her sword out of her hand in one swift movement,
sending it clattering across the ground, before scooping her up and dumping her
face-first over the stallion's back. Minako gritted her teeth; she was of royal
birth, the first daughter and third child of the Eastern King's brother, and
here he was, a mere general, treating her like a common wench. She'd be damned
if she made this ride easy for him. Squirming and kicking like a fierce little
wildcat, she managed to plow her fist into her captor's stomach. The blonde girl
grunted. Bastard didn't even flinch, and she felt as if she'd just tried to
knock down a ton of bricks. Something hit her hard over the head, and the next
moment, she surrendered to the darkness engulfing her.
**************************************************************************************
Kunzite rode back to his comrades to see Zoicite kneeling by the
dark-haired girl. The copper-haired young man glanced up, his emerald eyes
locking onto Kunzite's silver-purple ones.
"She's still alive, but with a concussion."
Nodding in approval, Kunzite commanded one of the soldier to dump the girl
on the cart. It contained mostly crying women and young girls, who were to
become pleasure women and servant maids for the Dark King and his men.
"What about her?"
Nephrite asked, pointing to the yards of lemon-blond hair draped in front
of the Lord of Darkness. Kunzite carefully rolled the girl over onto her back,
and his breath caught in his throat by the sheer beauty of her. The sun glinted
off her golden locks, surrounding her face in a golden halo. Delicate features
complimented her creamy-white skin and heart-shaped face. Her lips were full and
soft, and she had the darkest, most luscious lashes ever to grace the surface of
the planet. The Lord felt lust pour into his gut, and his eyes darkened with a
deadly intent.
"She's mine."
His voice was harsh. Cautious of his leader's temper, Zoicite rode softly
forward.
"Kunzite, Endymion will have your hide if you kept a girl he might want.
Wait until he tires of her - should he desire her in the first place - then you
can have her."
The silver-haired young man knew that it was reasonable advice, but the
thought of any other man touching her sent jealousy and anger coursing through
his veins.
"No, I don't want her deflowered. And I refuse to believe that my prince
would attack his second-in-command over a woman."
A strangled gasp caused him to look to his right. Jadeite was pointing to
an exquisite gold bracelet decorated with dainty topazes. And embedded deep within
each topaz the sign of one of the royal houses of the Eastern Kingdom glowed
golden. Her sleeves had fallen back, revealing the jewelry. Nephrite spoke up.
"This must be Minako, King Ithias's favorite niece. He dotes on her as if
she were his own child, and there are rumors that she'll inherit the throne
after he dies. He will not be happy that you're holding his niece captive."
Kunzite shrugged, not caring the least about the girl's uncle. King Ithias
could go to hell for all he cared. His reply was cold and sharp.
"And what can he do about it? Wage a war? Send assassins after me? And the
fact that she is royalty and a possible future queen is just an added bonus."
He looked down at the unconscious girl.
"She's exquisite. Never before have I met a woman who has a beauty to match
her courage. Those whores at the palace are simpering idiots. Not a single one
of them would have given their life to save that of their friends. And they
would never even touch a sword."
"It is dangerous to rape a woman who knows how to handle a sword."
"I can protect myself. Besides, who said anything about rape?"
"But if you intend to take her ..."
"I do, but women usually find me irresistible."
"Usually? I think you're in for a big surprise."
The silver-haired general glared at Zoicite, before snapping at the
soldiers to quicken their pace. Soon, the village had been picked clean. Setting
the unconscious girl comfortably against him, he started back toward the palace
where Endymion was waiting for them (he had left the battlefield the day before
after making sure that the rebellion had been put down to attend an urgent state
business), never noticing that Jadeite's gaze was locked on the still form of a
raven-haired girl.
_____________________________________________
Huh, Chapter 1 finished. Finally finished! * groans in relief*. Sorry, I know it
was pretty short. Don't hurt me. Please review and make me happy. Helps me write
faster. Good reviews always overcomes the writer's block. I'll post every other
monday. Hope you enjoyed it.