I do not own sailor moon blue seed or its characters.

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Loud fast paced music pulsed through Club 11, one of the most prestigious clubs in the city of Los Angeles. Colored lights flashed overhead and every few seconds a different person would be lit by a different color. The place smelled of sweat, sex, vomit, and something else, something that only a trained nose could smell it was the distinct coppery smell of blood.

At the bar sat a lone woman sipping a glass of wine. Her bright blue hair stood out amongst the sea of people; she was most original looking person sitting at the bar. Her tight black skirt showed off her long slim legs, her tight blue halter-top showed every curve of her body, and high black boots encased her legs. Anyone looking at her could tell she was beautiful she had big blue eyes that sparkled in the light and flawless skin that rivaled Nicole Kidman’s. Amongst the sea of dark color’s she stood out making almost every man in the club glance towards her at least twice. She however paid no attention to the looks that she got, her eyes kept glancing over to the other end of the bar.

Three seats down sat a bright red haired woman surround by three vampire men. If one looked carefully they would be able to notice that almost every person in the club was either a vampire, werewolf, or witch. This particular woman was a vampire, a pureblood vampire of the royal family. She had a tight red dress which made her look even more dangerous then she already was.

She finally chose one of the men; she wrapped her legs around him and drew him near to her. She whispered something to him and then they got up and went to the back of the club. They walked through a big green door and disappeared.

The blue haired woman turned to lock eyes with another woman at the end of the bar. The Nicole Kidman rival threw a few dollars on the counter, she finished what was in her glass and walked over to the door following her partner.

The blue haired woman pushed the door open and walked through, instantly the music was lowered to a faint sound. Beyond the door there was a giant hallway, there were numerous doors on either side of the hall all heavy and sound proofed. Each of the doors was a dark shade of red; the hallway was dark and light by only a few lights on a low setting. The floor was covered in dirt and grime; there was also a sticky substance that looked extremely like blood. At the end of the hallway stood the woman from the bar, she was pressed against the wall waiting for her friend.

“You sure this is the right door?” Serena asked as she approached the door.

“About as sure as I am that her hair aint naturally red” said Momiji in her fakest southern accent. She pressed her ear to the door and closed her eyes; after a few seconds passed she opened her eyes and leaned back. “Yeah it’s them” she said, her voice was back to normal.

Serena pulled a gun out of the leg holster hidden under her skirt; then from one of her high boots she pulled a long silver stake. Momiji pulled out two handguns from her leather jacket and checked the clips.

“They got Hermione’s bullets in them?” Serena asked.

“Yeah what else?” Momiji asked sarcastically. She stood in front of the dark red door and waited. “Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be,” Serena said. Momiji smiled and kicked the door open with a loud bang; Momiji pointed the gun at the male vampire, who was lying on the bed naked. Momiji fired once and hit him directly in the forehead; his head tilted back from the force but it didn’t explode. He looked at her and smiled then he started laughing, but then stopped. Momiji smiled back at him, and then his head exploded. The red head began to scream extremely loud; Serena put a gun to her head. “Shut up Bella” she said, the Bella woman stopped screaming instantly.

“Alright Bella where is he?” Momiji asked.

“I don’t know who the fuck you are talking about you stupid bitch,” Bella yelled.

“Your cousin Endymion, where is he hiding?” Serena asked.

“He’s not hiding, he’s around.”

“Tell us where he is and I won’t kill you slow I’ll kill you quick” Momiji said with a dark smile.

Bella looked at Momiji with lustful eyes, “you know you interrupted my snack,” she said.

“Looks like that’s not all we interrupted,” said Serena. They both finally notice that Bella was naked except for the lace red panties she had on.

Bella began to get to her knees, “you know men aren’t the only ones vampire women like,” she said.

“Well men are the only ones I like,” said Momiji. Bella began to crawl towards the edge of the bed. “Stay where you are.” But Bella kept moving towards her. “Get the fuck back” she yelled.

Bella barred her fangs at Momiji and licked her lips; then suddenly she jumped at
Momiji. In half a heartbeat guns were blazing and there was screaming. Bella was blasted back onto the bed riddle with bullets. Momiji had backed up against the wall and was pointing her guns at the bed. Within a second Serena had stabbed Bella through the heart with the stake pinning her to the bed; blood seeped from the wound as she screamed. Bella’s eyes were open and staring at the ceiling, her mouth was open mid scream.

Serena took a small towel and wiped the part of the stake that was sticking out she didn’t want to leave any fingerprints. Serena looked at Momiji, who was putting her guns back into her jacket. Serena took her gun and put it back into the holster under her skirt.

“Come on,” said Momiji. They walked out of the room and into the dark hallway. They walked out and into the club once again, the loud music and smell hit them like a brick wall. They pushed through the crowd of people and towards the door; Momiji reached it first and waited for Serena to catch up to her. When she did they walked outside together, they stopped on the curb of the road and waited. After a few seconds a black Cadillac dove up in front of them with a single pink haired woman driver.

Momiji got into the front seat and Serena got into the back; as soon as the door was closed the woman with pink hair sped off towards the highway.

“Where have you been?” asked Momiji.

“Watching the perimeter” said Hermione. Momiji gave her a look; “Somebody had to” Hermione said as she shrugged her shoulders.

In the back seat Serena pulled off her blue wig, a long cascade of wavy silver blonde hair fell to the middle of her back; Serena wiped off the heavy makeup she had on. Momiji took off her long black wig and let her natural hair down and began washing her heavy makeup off.

In the back Serena was changing her attire, she had replaced the skirt with a comfortable pair of jeans, a loose fitting tee shirt a green hoddie, she had also replaced her boots with a pair of tennis shoes.

“I take it we aren’t going out,” Momiji said as she looked at Serena’s attire.

“No Blake wants us back ASAP,” said Hermione. She looked into the mirror and took of her pink wig and threw it onto the backseat floor next to Serena’s things. Her shoulder length light brown hair fell down in a multitude of long tight curls that framed her face.

“What the hell fore?” Momiji asked in her fake southern accent again.

“Play by play most likely” Serena said from the back as she finished tying her shoes. Serena pulled a pack out cigarettes out of her pocket and put one in her mouth. She searched her pockets for her lighter but couldn’t find one, “hey Mo, you got a light?”

“Yeah” Momiji said; she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a small silver lighter. She handed it to Serena, who lit her cigarette and then handed it back.

“Damn it, I wanted to go out tonight,” Momiji said in a disappointed tone. She crossed her arms across her chest and slumped down in her seat.

“Get over it” Hermione told her, as she sped up and headed west.

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High in one of the giant buildings of the city, a man stood in his office looking out over the city. His ebony hair shone under the lights and his midnight blue eyes stared out over the buildings. He was a tall man about six feet tall, he was very muscular and strong his skin was tan yet not too tan. All in all he was one of the most handsome men in the world.

Darien Ambrose held a glass made of crystal, which held an amber colored liquid. He threw back the rest of it and walked over to the bar at the far end of his office; he picked up a bottle filled with a deep crimson liquid, blood.

A shrill ringing came from the desk, he went and picked up the phone and said "Hello".

“Darien, its Jadeite, the slayers struck again” he told Darien.

“Where?” Darien asked.

“Club 11, it’s not good, they killed Bella,” Jadeite told him. Darien was silent, for a few seconds. “Darien?”

“Does Rei know?” Darien asked.

“No.”

“Don’t tell her till we know exactly what happened” Darien told him.

“Alright,” Jadeite said then he hung up the phone.

Darien put the phone back down and walked to the window, he began to sip his drink as he watched the city lights. “Damn slayers” he muttered, “we’ll get you sooner or later.”