Title: Moon Trilogy-Book one
Chapter: Ten
Rating: G
Disclaimers: Sailor Moon doesn’t belong to me. Only Katherine/Adrian, 
Michael/Drinien, and Amatite, and anything related to them. This is for 
entertainment only, after all. So no suing!!
Side note: The song in this story is copyright Newsboys. The only 
reason I 
used it was because the sound of the song was action type. For any of 
you 
with the CD “Step Up to the Microphone”, you know what I am talking 
about.



	Michael was scared, but he didn’t show it.
	He was breathing calmly, listening to what Adrian had to say. He 
balled his 
fists, not realizing that they where sweaty.
	She had finished what she was saying and leaned back in her chair, 
folding 
her hands. He turned his head to his side, so he was looking at the 
floor, 
them he looked at her with his eyes. She was looking at him through her 
sunglasses, still in the same outfit she was in earlier. He bit the 
inside 
of his lip.
	“Your stalling. What are waiting for?” She asked him, still looking at 
him 
blankly.
	“I’m thinking.” he replied.
	She smiled with the corner of her mouth. “Well, keep thinking then. 
The 
longer you think, the longer you will be here.”
	He lifted his head and raised his eyebrows. His head came to meet the 
barrel of a black Night Eagle.
	“And the longer you make me wait here, the closer I get to pulling 
this 
trigger.”
	He gulped, and looked at her finger, that was squeezing the trigger 
slowly.
	“You don’t understand,” he said “when I learned about the Sailor 
Scouts, I 
promised never to tell of their secret.”
	She chuckled, showing her teeth. “You’re a very courageous young man. 
I 
like that.” She grabbed the top of the gun, and pulled it back, coking 
the 
gun. Her smile faded. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t kill you.”
	“Will you? If you do, my secret dies with me.”
	She just stared at him.
	“And I’ll bet that gun isn’t even loaded.”
	She quickly turned the gun to the wall, and shot it, returning it 
about an 
inch away from his head. “Does that change your mind?”
	His breathing quickened.
	“Guess not.”
	She pulled the trigger.







	Nothing happened.
	Michael opened his eyes.
	Adrian pulled away the gun and smiled. “Of course, when confronting a 
person, I only carry one bullet, and that is to make them think the gun 
is 
full.”
	He realized he was holding his breath, and he let it out. She put the 
gun 
back into her coat somewhere, and leaned forward, crossing her arms on 
the 
table. “So because you aren’t going to tell me, I’ll let you go. But 
don’t 
think that means that I won’t haunt you. I’ll know every step you take. 
I’ll 
be right there in the shadows, until you tell me who the Sailor Scouts 
really are.”
	She pulled down an area on the desk that had a button in it, and she 
removed her sunglasses. She looked into his eyes, and he noted they 
were 
blue.
	Blue??
	Then...green?
	Brown?
	“I’ll be everywhere.” she said, then hit the button.
	He fell through another shaft, and landed in a dumpster beside an 
apartment 
building. He looked up, and found the shaft he went down. He ran back 
into 
the building, and found the shaft going into one of the top floors, at 
the 
very corner. He ran to the room, and found the door. Knocking it down, 
his 
eyes widened.
	The room was beat down and empty.



	Adrian was grabbing the window sill from outside the room, and when 
she 
heard the door shut, she pushed herself up with so much might, she flew 
to 
the top of the building, and landed on her feet. She looked ahead and 
found 
Amatite, looking over the edge of the building.
	“Did he tell you anything?”
	She walked closer to him. “No. He chickened out. But I have a feeling 
that 
I know where he is going.”
	Amatite looked at her. “Then find him. And stay with him.”
	“Yes, sir. Will you return with notice to Wiseman?”
	“Wiseman doesn’t need to know about any of this. You stay away from 
him.”
	“I’m afraid I can’t.”
	Amatite lifted his hand and put his palm on her head. His hand grew 
warm 
with power. “You will.”
	She grabbed his hand, and threw him behind her, and before he could 
hit the 
ground, she shot a beam at him, with such force, that he flew to the 
next 
building. She ran and jumped the building, landing on her feet. She put 
a 
hand on the ground for support, and walked over to Amatite. She picked 
him 
up and punched him a few times, before pulling out her Night Eagle.
	He smiled, and looked at her through a black eye. “You don’t have any 
more 
shots left.”
	“Lesson one,” she said, squeezing the trigger, “never listen to a 
person 
that has more power than you do.”
	She pulled the trigger.
	“Lesson two,” she said, putting the gun back in her coat and picking 
up the 
body “never underestimate Wiseman when he gives a person power like I 
have.”
	She lifted the body in the air and shot a beam at it. Amatite 
disappeared.
	She pulled out a communicator. “Wiseman? This is Adrian. Amatite is 
gone.”
	“Perfect. Follow the Williams boy and attack when the time seems 
right.”
	“Copy that.”
	Adrian ran and jumped two buildings before falling down one and 
landing on 
the sidewalk.
	She followed Michael.



	It was later on that afternoon when the chaos started.
	Different things had happened to Michael over the past month. First, 
his 
classmate had tried to kill him (and that ended up being Adrian), then 
he 
had an encounter with a cat that wasn’t de-clawed (he still has the 
scars), 
and elderly women had slapped him on the shoulder every time he walked 
by. 
He had known that Adrian was hot on his trail, but he was never 
prepared for 
what happened that one, cloudy February evening.
	Enough was enough, he decided. Now different attacks had happened, 
such as 
fireballs coming out of the sky from no where and his sudden case of 
Social 
Anxiety Disorder because he knew she would be there, stalking him.
	So, he was walking to the Cherry Hill Temple, where he had organized a 
Scout meeting. Including Darien. One could never tell if he was 
considered a 
Scout or a friend. This thought made him smile.
	So he made his way up the steps of the Temple, and his dark blue eyes 
found 
the sight of five girls and one guy, all patiently waiting for him. So, 
pulling up his coat collar around his neck, he walked to them.



	“You sound paranoid to me.” Lita said, listening to the subject that 
Michael had introduced them to.
	“It’s not paranoia, he is getting used to attacks from the enemy. I 
get it 
all the time.” Darien said.
	“It’s happening too often though. After I met Adrian in that hotel 
room, I 
can’t help but think that at any moment she could pull the plug on me.”
	“There has been a collection of negative energy growing in the center 
of 
Tokyo. Maybe the Black Moon Family are planning to attack.” Amy said, 
looking to the people surrounding the small table.
	“If so, we had better watch our step. She might be going after any of 
us, 
not just Michael.” Raye said.
	Agreeing, they stepped outside the Temple and froze as a figure walked 
up 
the steps of the temple. The person walked up to Raye, and asked where 
the 
place of prayer was. Raye pointed right behind her.
	“Thank you.” the young girl said in a child-like voice. She skipped 
pass 
Michael and stopped, facing him.
	“Hello, sir. I’m going to pray for world peace!”
	He smiled. “That’s a good thing to ask for.”
	She skipped again to the counter where she rung the bell and made a 
prayer*. When she opened her eyes, she looked at her folded hands, 
smiling 
at the light-blue ball that was glowing. Turning around, she shot it at 
Michael, and hit him square him square in the arm, right near the 
joint.
	Michael screamed as the ball of fire and energy surged into his arm 
before 
he could call it useless. He turned to see the five year old girl grab 
her 
face and rip off her clothing to reveal a young woman he knew all too 
well.
	“Funny how you would talk to the Sailor Scouts when your worst enemy 
is 
stalking you. Seriously, I thought you where smarter than that.” Adrian 
laughed, pulling off her black coat.
	“I knew it would be you. You never give up, do you? You will fight to 
the 
last and never end until you die with honors. But what if you kill me? 
Then 
what are you going to do?” Michael asked, waving around his good arm.
	Adrian smiled, an evil chuckle escaping her lips. “You humans think 
you are 
so smart. You think you can predict the future. But you have no clue 
how I 
plan on getting rid of you. I plan to break every bone in your body, 
slowly, 
and painfully as possible. Then I will destroy the strongest bone that 
holds 
your body together slower than the rest just to hear you scream.”
	Michael pulled out a white rose (the key to his transformation power) 
and 
held it in his fingers. The Moonlight Knight stood before them.
	“I never wanted to hurt you, Adrian,” he said “but if this is the only 
way..” he pulled out a steel-tipped white rose.
	“So be it.”
	With a grunt from his injured arm, he threw the rose at her, and she 
easily 
missed, step siding it.
	“Hmpf.” she said, with a smile. “Is that how you want to do this, 
fighting 
and sprawling until one of us is the last man standing?”
	Through her sunglasses, she looked at the man in front of her, and the 
Sailor Scouts behind him. Tuxedo Mask was beside Sailor Moon with his 
cane 
out. She removed her sunglasses, tossing them to where her coat was, 
and 
snapped her fingers. She was now in her uniform that she wore around 
the 
ship, her midnight black cape flying behind her. She raised her arms, 
fists 
clenched.
	“So be it.”
	Her muscles pulsed underneath the long-sleeved uniform she was 
wearing, and 
her hands gave a glowing orange color. Her teeth clenched, and her eyes 
turned a shade of red. Then, she threw out her arms and screamed, as an 
immense amount of power surged within her.
	The Scouts found themselves teleporting to an area above the clouds, 
to a 
place that was black as night. Lightning streaked past the sky, and in 
front 
of them, was a large tower. And at the top, was Adrian.
	“Oh, how rude of me. I forgot to invite you in.”
	The they teleported again (much to Sailor Moon’s dislike), and found 
themselves in a heap on a cold, cement floor. Drizzle was in the air.
	“Where are you Adrian?” Tuxedo Mask said, holding his cane in an alert 
position.
	Footsteps where heard in the distance, and Adrian walked out, an evil 
smile 
on her lips.
	“Welcome to my domain,” she said, raising a hand underneath her cape 
to 
show the area around her. “I come here often to think of many ways of 
destroying you, and this has been my solution.”
	“And what is that?” the Moonlight Knight asked, stepping ahead of the 
group.
	Adrian’s eyes flashed red again, and a wall of fire surrounded them, 
leaving her and the Moonlight Knight in an arena-like area.
	“I plan to get rid of you first. You have been nothing more than a 
nuisance 
to me ever since we met. I challenge you to a duel. The first one to 
come 
out alive, wins. The loser,”
	A sword fell behind the Moonlight Knight, and he looked at it, 
startled.
	“Is dead.”
	He was hesitant for a moment, thinking about any way he could to get 
her 
out of this. Then, he had the perfect idea.
	He reached out his hand and grabbed the butt of the sword, pulling it 
out 
of the ground, a small noise coming out from the force of it.
	“I accept.”
	The cries of the Scouts could be heard, as the team feared for their 
team 
mate. The Moonlight Knight turned around and looked at them, giving 
them an 
assuring smile, then faced his challenger. He raised his sword.
	Adrian smiled. “{This is going to be easier than I thought. The boy is 
going to be dead as soon as this thing starts.}”
	She grabbed the butt of her own sword and pulled it out, holding it in 
front of her like he did. They stayed like that for a moment, before he 
charged her, and she blocked his attack.


Walk into the sunlight so bright.
Illumination blocking out the night.
She knows that the promises are air tight.
There is no doubt. You can see it in her eyes.


They found themselves in the middle of the arena, their sweat being 
washed 
away from the rain that had just started. They found it weird that they 
had 
just started, but they were sweating already.
	Or was it the rain? Adrian could help but wonder as she blocked 
another 
attack.

You’ll hear her say it to heaven.
Even without letting out a word to be heard.
In every single situation, none too big, none too small,
She looks up, and the world looks on.

He had just blocked another attack, and tried to swirl on her, but she 
found 
his sword in time and used the opportunity to push her weight on the 
sword 
and do a back-flip over his head. When she landed, she swung her sword 
at 
his face and felt the very tip of her sword hit the side of his lip. 
When he 
backed away, he pressed his gloved sleeve to his lips, and found a 
blood 
stain there.
	She can cut open his lip.

She sings halleluja
When all has become nothing.
And her hope in the Savior,
Has covered all she does,
And taints the way she loves.

	Two thoughts came to his mind.
	“{She cut open my lip. Maybe she doesn’t care. Maybe I’m fighting for 
nothing.”
	The determination came back to him.
	“{No. I know her. She wouldn’t hurt anybody.}”

She sings halleluja
And falls to the ground again.
With hands stretched up to the sky,
She’s waiting for the day she’ll
Hear the Father say....

	“What’s wrong? Upset that I hurt your beautiful face?” she mocked him, 
her 
lips curling into an evil smile.
	How he hated that smile. So evil, so blank.
	It wasn’t her style. He loved her. He would save her.
	They resumed their fighting.


Step into the spotlight, so bright
A character check, in the dead of night.
To cut the stray’s of reason, until death defy,
All understanding in the neighbor’s eye.
To run this race like this day’s the last,
Celebrate, in all we do and all we say,
Look up, ‘cause the world looks on.

She sings halleluja
When all has become nothing
And her hope in the Savior
Has covered all she does,
And taints the way she loves.
She sings halleluja,
And falls to the ground again,
With hands stretched up to the sky
She’s waiting for the day she’ll
Hear the Father say....

	He was cornered. His back was to the fire, and her sword was under his 
neck. He looked into her eyes and trembled as he saw the wild look in 
them. 
Strands of hair was flying out of her ponytail, and lighting flashed 
across 
the horizon.
	“Goodbye,  Michael...” she muttered.
	She never saw the rose coming.
	A red rose from Tuxedo Mask, now in the air with Sailor Moon in his 
arms, 
had grazed her across the ear. She looked menacingly at the rose, then 
at 
the figures in the air, and raised her sword, ready to throw it. But 
the 
Moonlight Knight, concerned for his friends, pushed her out of the way, 
making her drop the sword. They collided against the ground, and he 
pinned 
her.

We sing hallelujah
When all has become nothing,
And our hope, the Savior
Has covered all we do,
Let it be for You.
We sing hallelujah
And fall to the ground again.
With hands stretched up to the sky,
We’re waiting for the day we’ll her the Father say,
Gonna hear Him say,
Well done, good and faithful one.
Enter in. C’mon share with me.
Welcome home, good and faithful one.
On and on to eternity.

	“Adrian, listen to me! You name isn’t Adrian, it’s Katherine. 
Katherine 
James! You live in Tokyo! You are a Sailor Scout!!”
	She cocked her head back and hit him in the face. When he was off of 
her, 
she stood before him, breathing heavily.
	“I was never a Sailor Scout! I never joined you! You are trying to 
control 
the world! Why would you care about my actions?”
	He got up, his turban and cloak soaked and sticking to his skin. His 
breathing quickened with his anger, and he tore his turban off, 
reveling the 
messed up, sweaty brown hair that was tasseled.
	“I have every reason in the world to care about you! Katherine I meant 
to 
tell you, but I’m sure it was God who told me not to tell you at that 
moment, but now I know why. I’m in love with you!”
	Adrian snorted. “Love? Love is impossible. Why would a thing like that 
exist when you have hate?”
	“Because we love you, Katherine! You’ve been a friend to us all!” 
Sailor 
Moon said, stepping beside Michael.
	“Never! Never would I join sides with the Sailor Scouts. All of you 
are 
nothing! And you! You say you love me yet you just fought me moments 
ago! 
You wouldn’t fight the one you love, would you? Michael help me!!”
	His look went right to her shocked face.
	“What in the..” she muttered. Then “Michael, PLEASE!” she covered her 
mouth 
with her hands.
	Michael, courageously, walked up to her and grabbed her by the arms. 
She 
tried to get through, but part of her didn’t want to.
	“I know you are in there, we just have to get that other part out.”
	She tried to get out of his hold again, but he wouldn’t let her go.
	“Let me go!” she screamed at him.
	“Not until you come out Katherine. I know you can break through, you 
are 
strong! Fight it, Katherine. Fight it!!”
	She broke free of him and grabbed her head.
	“The voices....so many voices...” she whispered.




	“We can’t leave her!” Diamond screamed. “What if we are coming back? 
We 
won’t know where she is!” He stepped up by Wiseman who was by a window.
	“On the contrary, majesty, we will know where she is! When she was 
brainwashed, I put a communication plate in her brain that alerts her 
four 
years in advance of when we are coming! We will know where she is, and 
she 
will know we are coming.” Wiseman said, looking down at the Planet 
Earth 
that was becoming small very quickly. He bowed his head in thought. 
“{Only 
one half of the mission was completed, but when I get back, I’ll have 
this 
planet with Adrian by my side!}”



	Adrian tumbled back on one knee. Then, she looked at the sky.
	“The mission wasn’t complete! Don’t leave me on this miserable 
planet!” Her 
arm was extended, and she brought it down to rest on her face. Then she 
glared at Michael with eyes filled with hate. “You...” she muttered.
	A ring of energy formed around her, and ever second that passed, she 
gained 
more power from the crystal. But it wouldn’t last long. She soon began 
to 
feel faint from her growing power. Or...was it leaving her? She soon 
felt 
herself getting weaker. She tried to make a fireball in her hands, but 
she 
didn’t have enough power to do so. She clenched her fist and tried to 
figure 
out why this was happening. Then, her eyes traveled up to the sky, 
unbelieving and afraid to think about the truth.
	They had taken the Dark Crystal with them.
	She was now powerless.