AN: I know that in the original, the Wise Man nor Diamond knew who Sailor Moon or the others were in the civilian forms, but in this version, they do. The Wise Man was able to tap into the subconscious of the dormant Neo-Queen Serenity and reach into the memories of her past life as Serena. As a result he saw who she was or is, all of her friends, her family, Darien, everything. He could destroy them all right now if he wanted but for now he just wants to keep stringing Diamond along.
Chapter 4: Darien
Midnight, just the time when his prey would be fast asleep. Now would be a good time to get a peak into the fool’s subconscious. Wise Man didn’t really care that the man was a complete cad, nor was he doing this for Diamond. He was always ready to take steps that might further his ambitions later.
Silently, invisibly, he teleported into the small apartment. As he suspected, the man was fast asleep. He took a look around. One photograph of him and the girl Diamond was after sat on his nightstand. A closer scrutiny revealed a large crack in the glass. “Hmmm…”
“Ohhh,” the fool moaned in his sleep. “Serena…”
Wise Man returned his attentions to him. He seemed to be dreaming. “Now I can slip into his subconscious and see if I can’t find out the truth behind his actions.” His crystal ball glowed and he could see into his dreams. “Hmm, appears to be a wedding. But I have a feeling this is more than just cold feet.”
“Oh Darien,” the Dream-Serena sighed lovingly. “Finally, we’re married, it’s just like a fairy-tale.”
Dream-Darien bent to kiss her but just as he got close, the earth seemed to crumble from beneath them and Dream-Serena vanished.
“Prince Darien, you must stay away from Princess Serena or the world will be destroyed. I have seen the future and I know the truth. You know I speak the truth! Stay away from her!”
Ah, that’s why, the Wise Man thought to himself with a cruel sneer. What he was doing, it was out of love. How would the girl react to this knowledge? Worse, how would he react when he finds out that his “loving” actions had cost him so dearly? “I can work with this.” He hovered to just beside him and placed his hands just above his cranium. The dream changed slowly.
Darien stood in front of a church. Grand music was playing, he could swear it was a wedding march. He looked around. But if this was a wedding, he should be in there. After all, it was his wedding. Yeah that’s right. It was his wedding, he was late. He looked at his nice tux and ran inside. “I’m here, I’m sorry, I’m here!” he called out.
All of the people in the pews turned around and eyed him. He saw the scouts practically tearing him apart with their eyes from their positions beside the bride, his Serena. And beside her, it was that…that Erik person. “Serena…” he said walking up to her. “What’s happening?”
“Darien, what are you doing here? I told you not to come with ten feet of this wedding.” she snapped. “Leave before you ruin everything.”
“How could I not be here? I’m the one you’re supposed to be marrying!” he practically pleaded.
Serena looked at Erik. “Darien, you dumped me three years ago. You told me you didn’t love me anymore. I couldn’t keep waiting for you to get your head on straight. I love Erik, and I’m going to marry him. Now get out!”
Instantly, Darien found himself outside in a blizzard, looking into a frosted window. Inside the window, was a happy looking family. A young mother with blonde odangoes and a platinum-haired young father sitting with three children, one of them a girl with bubble-gum pink hair and two boys with hair like the father. A beautiful Christmas tree stood in the background making everything glow with it’s cheery light.
“No…Serena…you were to be my wife! That should be me with you and our children.” he crumpled to his knees. “Serena…why…”
“Well what do you expect, fool?” came a voice in the air. “You just broke her heart time and time again, without even a reason why. You told her you didn’t love her.”
“But I do love her…” Darien protested. “I had to break up with her. It was the only way to protect her.”
“Is she not a competent heroine? Capable of taking care of herself and making her own choices regarding her safety?” the voice asked. “If you truly love her, then should you not have had enough respect to at least explain to her about your dreams and deciding together what to do? You treat her like she’s no older than that spoilt little rabbit. In fact, you treat that spoilt little rabbit a lot better than you treat your precious Serena. Your sweet loving princess who gave herself at every turn. That brave woman who puts herself in danger nearly every night and always comes out on top, even with your cruelty dragging her down.” The voice finished angrily.
Darien gasped and looked back into the window. The scene had changed. He was looking at a fierce battle, with Sailor Moon fighting all by herself, a large kraken type monster.
“Did you ever stop to think that maybe your way of protecting her could cause her to lose her very will to fight?”
On cue, a tentacle sliced through her chest.
“SERENA!” Darien sat up in his bed. He gripped his chest in agony. He looked around, realizing it had all been a terrible nightmare. A nightmare worse than any of the ones he’d been having recently. He looked into his hands. “Oh gods…Serena…” Had he really been treating her the way that voice said he had. Did he really treat her like a child without the capacity for making her own decisions? Could he trust that voice? It was different from the first voice. He always felt like he somehow knew the first voice, this new one was a stranger to him. He didn’t wonder if he knew it, he already knew he didn’t.
“You can’t expect her to wait around for you when all you tell her is that you don’t love her.” he heard the voice in his head, echoing from wall to wall. “She won’t wait. Who knows what will happen, but what is for sure to happen is that you will lose her.”
Darien gasped and looked at the picture on his nightstand. “Serena…”
Wise Man grinned as he left. He knew he had shook the man up a great deal. He loved tormenting these pitiful humans. Emotions were the best. Sending them on a roller coaster of doubt and self-loathing. He even kept a log for every time he managed to bring someone to suicide. Of course, causing whole nations to destroy themselves through war or revolution was almost just as good. He remembered with joy the day the Russian Czar Nikolai Romanov and his family had been killed by his own “loyal” subjects. The day Adolf Hitler had sentenced thousands to death in concentration camps. When Louis XVI had been beheaded along side his queen, Marie Antoinette. Julius Cesar’s grunted, “Et tu Brute?” in Rome. The shouting of the crowds “CRUCIFY HIM!” in Jerusalem. All of it had been exceedingly intoxicating, invigorating. “Now, let’s see just what this mortal does.” he vanished cackling inside himself.
Darien reached for his phone and dialed Serena’s private number. He knew she would be irritated that he chose to wake her, but it couldn’t wait.
AN: I have managed to turn Sailor Moon into a Soap Opera yea^^. And none of Wise Man’s memories are meant to be an affront to any religion. I personally am a believer in Christ, a Christian. They were simply intended to illustrate just how long he has been in existence, you’ll notice I tried to count backwards. So I hope no one will take offense, I didn’t mean any to anyone.
