"She Walks in Beauty"

She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that's best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes:

Thus mellow'd to that tender light

Which Heaven to gaudy days denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Half had impair'd the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

Or softly lightens o'er her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent!

-Lord Byron

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon/Gundam Wing, nor did I write the poem above.

A/N: Although this story does include Usagi, it is primarily about Rei, and it is definitely not a Usagi/Heero story. The way I see it, there are so many other writers who have that covered, so this one will be about Rei.

The rain was pounding rhythmetically against the Winner Mansion, adding to the already intolerable humidity. The forecaster had predicted clear skies throughout the week, but it was obviously not to be. Dark, ominous storm clouds had invaded the clear blue skies several hours ago, and then floodgates had opened and the storm had not yet let up. Just outside the Winner residence, a cloaked figure stood amidst the pouring rain, simply staring at the magnificent structure.

She stood a few feet from the massive metal gates, warily eyeing the inferior piece of metal that towered before her. She needed to get past the blasted gate, and under normal circumstances, it would have been a walk in the park. The figure bit her lip as she considered what she could do with her dwindling strength. She knew the only thing keeping her standing was the connection she had with her queen, and because that too was quickly fading, she knew she had to act fast. She considered transforming and melting the metal with a simple attack, but the transformation itself would take too much out of her. She sighed and decided the only thing she could do was clear the gate.

The girl backed up several steps before muttering a small prayer in hopes she could jump over the gate that now seemed impossibly high. She took a running start before launching herself into the air, barely managing to clear the spikey heads at the top of the gate. Her sense of victory as short lived. She landed in a low crouch, but her legs gave way beneath her, not having enough strength to support her weight. With a small cry she collapsed to the ground, the last of her strength gone. She was so close. If only she could get up. She struggled to get back up, but it felt like the weight of the entire world was on her shoulders, smothering her to the asphalt. Her head dropped to the ground, and just before she lost consciousness, a name managed to grace her lips.


I'm not that familiar with GW, so if I screw up on the timelines, names, or etc, please let me know. This is my first fanfic, so suggestions and comments are more than welcome. Please let me know what you think!