Hello! AngelONight here. This here is a new story- sort of. This was an old story, as I'm sure some may remember, but now it's a new story. It's been way revamped, and is completely better than it was originally. Hope you guys stick around!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon. Never will.

Summary: He laughed slowly, the coldest laugh she had ever known. "Beg me to stop," he whispered into her ear, "You know how much I love to hear you whimper." He was there to destroy her, and he would, no matter how hard the Senshi and Mamoru tried to protect her: Usagi is hiding the secret of her rape by her cousin, Scott, from Mamoru and the Senshi. Scott has an unhealthy obsession with Usagi, and he's willing to do anything to get her. However, things are not as normal as they seem as hidden secrets of Scott's past are revealed, and these secrets just may decide Usagi's, her friends' and family's futures.

Now, finally, without any further delay: here is Sorrow, by AngelONight.

Chapter 1: Midnight Memories

It was past midnight, Usagi Tsukino's most feared time. Where was he? Her mind turned immediately to hope. Maybe he won't come ton-

The floorboard creaked outside her door, with only the quietest of steps on it. One only she was attuned to hear. Without pause, the door opened. Usagi rolled onto her side, facing away from the door. Her body clenched itself into the smallest figure possible, and for what seemed like the millionth time, she wished she could simply disappear. But no matter how much she tried to seem asleep, he would know she wasn't asleep. Then again, it was obvious. She never slept around him. How could she?

She waited for him to reach the bed, having already given up inside. Her body shivered of its own accord at the feeling of the lustful gaze traveling the cold, dark room. He reached the bed, no more floorboards announcing his presence, almost as if he had somehow quieted them with his existence. He enjoyed sneaking up on her. A cold hand pulled her shoulder so her back was flat against the mattress. Her eyes shut tight, she felt his familiar warm breath hover over her, filling her with disgust. It was silent for a few minutes as he looked over her, his lustful gaze obvious on her skin.

"Are you going to behave?" he asked, a laugh in his voice as he looked down at her, "Or am I going to have to punish you like last time?" She didn't answer, keeping her body as still as possible- which wasn't all that still. Her shivers wouldn't stop- they never did when he was near. She felt him straddle her, a cold hand caressing her face. She cringed away from the hand, hating the feel of it.

He laughed slowly, the coldest laugh she had ever known. "Beg me to stop," he whispered into her ear, "You know how much I love to hear you whimper"

"USAGI!" A cry rose around the small, cozy house, "you're going to be late!"

The thin girl slowly stood, ignoring the pain coursing through her body. Her joints ached from the previous night and she felt sore as she moved forward. She stepped up to the mirror and looked on as her lifeless blue eyes gazed back at her. In her usual procedure, she scanned her body for bruises or cuts. For what felt like the first time, she was relatively clear- except for the usual finger-shaped marks around her body- but her clothing easily covered those. She closed her eyes and sighed deeply, and when she reopened them, they were bright with life. She smiled at her reflection, liking the look of the figure in front of her much more than the previous one. Without another glance, she got ready for school.

She was downstairs within twenty minutes, ahead of schedule. With a quick kiss to her mother, she ran out the door, choosing to ignore the breakfast sitting on the table and the bagged lunch situated beside it. She wasn't in the mood to eat, not after last night anyway. Running down the street, Usagi reached the crossing within minutes, barely breathing quicker than when she had started. She paused as she saw the figures crying out for her in the distance, waving their hands in gestures telling her to wait. Minako, Ami and Makoto finally reached her, panting with exertion.

"Wow, you're up early," Minako commented lightly, a bright smile on her face, mirrored on Usagi's false one.

"Woke up early, somehow," Usagi giggled. They continued to walk. The others noticed that although Usagi seemed happy, there was something bothering her, always on the recesses of her mind. This was obvious to them by the distance in her eyes, seeming miles away from where they were. The sad look hidden deep inside- but not completely invisible to the girls who knew her better than anyone else.

When they arrived at the school, Minako, Ami and Makoto entered. Usagi waved them on, pretending to have to tie her shoelace. They nodded and walked by, not noticing her fingers shaking in their place. Once they had entered, she stood slowly, turning her back to the school and towards the way they had come.

She had known he was coming for a little while now, as he had been quietly following them. She walked back down the street, not too far from the vicinity of the school, where someone would only have to peek through the window to see. Of course she had to go- or there'd be hell to pay when she got home. She didn't even want to think of the repercussions from the last time she had ignored him- she still felt the ache from it. He approached quickly and quietly, an apparent specialty of his. Once within a few steps, he waved cheerily.

"Hey, Bunny, you forgot your lunch. Ikuko asked me to bring it over." Usagi remained silent and held out her hand for the package. He glanced around swiftly, and seeing no one, he pulled her close. "It's nice to see you," he said huskily before he kissed her deeply. She pushed away from him, but his grip around her was too tight and she only succeeded in toppling back slightly. He grabbed her before she fell, his grip around her wrist terribly tight.

"Not here, Scott, please," she pleaded as he righted her.

His eyes smoldered angrily as he looked down at her, scorn momentarily passing through his features, "I will do what I want, when I want, understand?"

She slowly nodded, tears building up in her eyes as the grip around her wrist tightened immensely. Inexplicable fear gripped her- he wouldn't do anything here, it was too public a place. But that only meant he'd punish her later.

"Say it," he ordered coldly

"Yes, Scott," she said quietly, feeling so useless. He loved it when she agreed with him- it made him feel even more powerful than he already was.

He smiled, his rage vanishing. He let go of her wrist and handed her the lunch, "Good girl."

As she walked quickly to the school, she heaved a sigh of relief. Her smile forming on her face the instant she was out of his vicinity. She was thankful that she was finally away from him. Though she'd just return in a few hours, it was good enough. Any time away from him felt like a miracle. But she couldn't stop her troubled mind from dwelling on what happened every night. She pushed it to the back of her head, focusing instead on pretending to be happy.

Usagi hurried to her friends within her homeroom, starting to chat animatedly with them. Her bright laughter tinkled through the rooms, causing everyone to smile in wonder at the girl. It probably wouldn't have been the same if she had known her cousin was standing outside the window, looking in.

It was an inexplicably quick day of school and before she knew it, it was time to go home- the worst part of the day.

"Usagi!" she heard Makoto call, "Come on! We're going to Rei's!"

She jogged after them without even waiting for Makoto finish the sentence, the laughter bubbling up once again. She could put off going home for a good while now. Her friends waited calmly for her arrival, before setting off towards the Shinto Temple, similar looks of joy on their faces.

Though Usagi had been best friends with Ami, Rei, Makoto and Minako for years now, they knew nothing of the horrors she went through under the cover of darkness. She was their leader, their Princess, yet none knew of what her cousin did to her nightly. Even her family was in the shade, unknowing of the atrocity they harbored in their house, one they had harbored for two months now. Not a soul knew of her sorrows- and she intended to keep it that way. There was much too much danger in revealing the truth.

It was a routine meeting in which her mind was far away from the temple. Usually she attempted to pay attention, but everyone noticed that she wasn't that particular day. They didn't try to draw her into the present, thinking she was under stress over some problem between her and Mamoru. But her and Mamoru were fine- or as fine as they could be as she lied to him about everything. They let her be and she was thankful.

Her eyes gazed out over the beautiful city, her long hair whipping around her in the wind as she thought of just ending it all. Her mind returned to the subject every few hours- even while she was asleep where she'd imagine just slipping into her bath and letting the past sweep her away. But she couldn't do that- no matter how much she wanted to. Too many people depended on her. And she was sure that some day- maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow- but someday, it would all go away. She had to have hope- or she'd have nothing. Just him in the darkness, hurting and abusing her.

Later that night, Usagi tossed and turned, attempting to get some shuteye before she would be forced awake by her fear. But for some reason her mind refused to turn off, burdened as it was with memories that refused to leave her. Finally her mind drifted- but not in the way she had wanted to, instead her worst nightmare, her worst experience bubbled to the surface.

**

Usagi looked at the stranger that was called her cousin. His eyes were sharp on hers and terror filled her heart as their gazes locked. There was something sinister about him that she was sure of. His hair was dark brown and hung limply over his face, throwing his eyes into shadow, but when he moved in the light, she could see a predatory glint in his green eyes.

"Scott will be living with us for the time being." Her father was speaking, drawing his eyes away from hers, finally releasing her, "He needs a place to stay for a bit"

Usagi nodded, feeling both her father's and the stranger's eyes on her. Time flew by, and before she knew it, the house was empty before her- except for him. She attempted to stay away from him, remaining in her room till her stomach growled enough to force her out. She wandered to the kitchen, and was surprised to see delectable looking food sitting on the table, inviting her along. He entered the room behind her.

"Would you like something to eat?" he asked kindly, indicating at the food. She looked at it, smelling its inviting aroma. It would be very tasty. He took a bite from the plate in the front and she agreed, seeing nothing wrong with enjoying some food with the man, although all her warning bells were going off as his eyes never moved off her face, his eyes glinting predatorily. He attempted to make small talk while she ate, staring at her hungrily, but she ate quickly and quietly, already regretting her decision to accept the food. When she had eaten a small amount, she rose and made to return to her room. She had been on the way to the roof room, when what felt like a great burst of wind pushed her and she found herself into the guest bedroom- his room. "Nice of Bunny to come into my room," he said as he closed the door behind him, ignoring her panicked look.

"My name is Usagi," she said shakily, though she knew he already knew it

"Yes, but Bunny is much better," he said simply, moving to lock the door

"Um. I have homework to be doing so-" she said quietly, moving to pass him. A hand was on her wrist before she had even touched the knob.

"Has anyone told you how beautiful you are?" he asked calmly, interlacing his cold hand with her shaky fingers.

"Yes, my boyfriend has," she said, attempting to keep her voice from cracking. She pulled her hand away from his, gripping it safely in the other, "What are you doing?" He stepped closer to her and she had no choice but to back away, and before she could even blink she had ended up sprawled onto the bed.

"I'm taking what I want," he said simply as he got onto the bed, pinning her down with his weight. She struggled underneath him, attempting to push him away from her.

"Get off of me! Scott! Leave me alone!"

He had no trouble remaining on top of her, his hard muscular body leaning down on her small, wiry one, "I can do whatever I want," he said throatily, speaking directly into her ear, "And you'll let me, because you won't like what I'll do to you if you don't"

Terror raced through her veins, her breath catching in fear and causing her to thrash- but he didn't even seem troubled, watching her with amused eyes. "It's alright," he said, smoothing her hair down as she fought him.

She grabbed at her broach, whispering over and over, "Moon Crisis, Make Up!" but nothing happened, the broach merely shaking in her hand. Scott knocked it out of her hand, sending it skittering uselessly on the floor. Oh God, why was her broach failing her? Why weren't her powers working? More fear than she had ever felt filled her veins. She was powerless.

No, never powerless. She had to keep her head, freaking out now wouldn't be any good. She had to get out of there- with her innocence.

"Get the fuck off of me!" she screamed, kicking with all her might. She must have hit something hard because his eyes suddenly sharpened in pain- and of course, anger. Her face was met with a harsh slap, one that rung through her head, a whimper escaping.

"Sort of like killing a deer," he said coldly, "They fight valiantly, but all it takes is a simple crack" and he grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him, "A simple crack and it's over for them"

"Please…" she whispered, looking fearfully up at him, "Don't do this. Please!" He smiled calmly and immediately his hands began moving, slowly exploring her body as he began to kiss her, easily quelling her tongue with his. Her hands used this opportunity to attempt to push him away, breaking the kiss at which she gasped for air.

"GET OFF OF ME!" she cried as she kicked and pushed and punched, all she could do to escape the monster on her. He ignored her, snatching roughly at her shirt, which ripped cleanly at the force put on it. His eyes smoldered in intensity, as he looked down at her, holding her still with one hand, the other left free to unhook her bra and then feel her up. Her screaming continued as if it wasn't even there, no matter how many obscenities she cursed, it was never-ending. She pushed and heaved, kicked and thrashed, everything she could do as he began to move downwards.

"Don't do this!"

He glanced up, cocking his head at her. His eyes were cold as sin, yet the desire within them made Usagi shrink back. It wasn't normal desire- it was a hunger, one that would never go away. He didn't respond, returning his eyes to her body, as if it was the more important of the two. Her pants were pulled down roughly, and dropped to the floor. Her legs shook beneath his, fighting to get out of the hold they had been placed under. It wasn't even her mind ordering her body to fight anymore, it was instinct. Her underwear was pulled off slowly, him looking up to watch the tears run down her face. The joy on his face made her cry harder. He stood momentarily, readying to pull his pants off. Seeing the only chance she would get, the adrenaline burning through her, she shot up and raced wildly at the door. She'd barely made it two strides before he had grabbed her hand and pulled her roughly back, throwing her to the floor, her arm throbbing dully.

She shook uncontrollably as she landed on the floor. This wasn't happening. It wasn't possible. It was just a horrible nightmare; she kept repeating that in her head. She'd wake up and Mamo-chan would comfort her.

"Do you really think you can get away?" he asked her as he bent down and looked into her eyes, anger shining through. She didn't respond, her eyes darting around, exploring her escape points- of which there were none.

She wasn't stupid- but at that moment she wished she were. The fear of what was to happen was overriding everything else. He was going to take away her innocence- the innocence she'd been saving for Mamo-chan. He was going to destroy her. She remained shaking on the floor, hiding her body from his eyes- wishing upon everything she knew that this was just a horrible nightmare.

"You really shouldn't have done that," he said slowly as he blocked her way to the door, pulling off the rest of his clothes, "Now you'll have to suffer"

Her tears had never stopped flowing, but she spoke through them, "Don't! Please stop!" He laughed and the sound caused her to sob harder. Cold hands picked her up and threw her onto the bed and straddled her once again. Time passed by unawares, Usagi sobbing heavily as her innocence was ripped away from her as he tortured her.

"Scott…no…please," her voice cracked at the utter pain and horror she was going through. He ignored her, instead groaning in pleasure as he began to push into her, as far as he was able to. Her mind went red with pain, failing to keep the thoughts of what was happening out- along with the true physical pain. She screamed herself hoarse, sobbing as she cried out for someone, anyone to help her.

His hands roughly held onto her hips as he thrust into her, ignoring her pleas for him to stop. Her eyes were wide open as she stared up at the monster hurting her, his face twisted into an insane grin as he looked down at her. She had never seen anyone so evil as he looked deep in her eyes, enjoying her pain as he moaned in pleasure. She weakly pushed against him as he continued, but it was useless as pain filled her to the peak, causing her to scream out.

After what felt like millennia he collapsed on top of her, his face buried in her hair. He was breathing heavily, panting with long breaths, his despicable sweat rolling onto her- causing her to cringe away. She felt blood run down her inner thighs, staining the white bed sheet below her, proving that she was tainted and dirty. She just sobbed, unable to even form coherent words anymore as she wished herself to be dead.

"See, not too bad," he said huskily, his face appearing in front of hers between the tears

"Just kill me," she whispered, "Kill me"

He listened to her whispers, his face turning stony at the words. He rose, pulling her into his arms as he did so. He strode into the hallway with ease, Usagi shivering and sobbing in his hands, and entered the bathroom. "Shower," he said simply as he set her down to her feet shakily, "It'll make you feel better"

She didn't look at him, her head buried in her hands. What would Mamoru say? The girls? They'd all be disgusted with her. How could she live like this? Thoughts flitted through her mind, but the most prevalent was 'You are disgusting, despicable'. He sighed and turned on the shower, and after making sure it was warm, he placed her in the water. She stood underneath the cascade, unable to tell whether the liquid streaking down her face was tears or water. The water was supposed to be soothing and cleansing, but Usagi shook underneath it. It wouldn't do anything for her. She was dirty, the type that couldn't be washed away. She slid to the floor of the tub, her knees folding themselves as close as they could to her body. She stared ahead, blankly, seeming unaware of the third party watching her. As the red began to flow into the drain, she began to weep uncontrollably, her body wracked with sobs.

**

Usagi's eyes fluttered open as the watch chimed once again. Her eyes flickered to it, having no need to, but wanting to. The door creaked open and then closed, and the shadow entered the room. His weight distributed itself on top of her, his eyes drinking in her figure. His hand swiped away the tears seeping down her face, "Shh, it's okay" he whispered as he pulled her pants swiftly from her body, "I'll go easy on you if you behave". It'd only make it worse if she fought, so with tears streaming down her cheeks, she stared at the ceiling, wishing it would all just end.

Credit goes to sensation-transmutation29 for the amazing beta-ing.

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