A Sailor Moon Fanfiction: The Pledge of the Sun.

Chapter 44

He was running in the darkness.

He desperately ran as fast as his feet could carry him.

"I have to save her! I have to save her before it's too late!"

He ran and ran until a horrible sight awaited his eyes. The entire Silver Millenium was in flames and complete disarray. To make things even worse, he could see the lifeless bodies of his friends; the guardians laid everywhere.

"No... No - I'm too late!"

"That's right," said a sinister voice. "And it's all your fault."

He turned around, and he could see the ghostly face of Queen Beryl towering over him with a demented smile cackling loudly. He stepped backward, reeling with terror. Then he heard another voice.

"You failed me... you promised me that you would protect them."

The boy's heart froze with horror upon recognizing the voice. Then from the flames of destructing that burned throughout the area, something rose from them that towered over the boy. A young woman had a familiar ordango hairstyle; only it was colored white. As soon as he saw this face, the boy's eyes began to overflow with tears of sorrow as he sank to his knees, holding his face in his hands.

"I'm sorry! Please forgive me!" the boy wept. "Forgive me!"

"How can I forgive someone who broke a promise to their queen?!" the woman spoke coldly. "You failed as a guardian, and you failed as my knight!"

The queen's words felt like a thousand swords that stabbed through the boy's body as he fell even further into despair; he let out a wail of anguish and sorrow. Then suddenly, a bright shining light began to shine from above, causing the boy to look up, while the flames of destruction seemed to melt away, disappearing from existence. The light slowly came down towards the boy filling him with a comforting warmth.

"What... what is that? This light - it feels - so soothing and nostalgic," the boy murmured.

Then the light slowly began to change shape. It became longer and thinner and also appeared to have a strange handle. Filling curious and filled with a sense of being drawn to it, the boy reached out to try and touch it. His hand inched closer and closer to the light, and just when he was about to grasp it, the light suddenly grew brighter, causing the boy to shield his eyes. He tried to keep his eyes open, but the light was too much as everything went white.

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Harusuke's eyes snapped open as he sat up from his bed, waking up from another nightmare. "Damn it. Not again," he said to himself.

He noticed that his cheeks were wet, and his eyes were itchy, so he couldn't help but rub them.

"What... the hell is going on?" he wondered. "Why do I keep having these dreams? And why do I feel so sad every time I have them?"

Just then, Harusuke heard a familiar voice.

"Harusuke! Come down and eat breakfast and get ready for school!"

It was his mother, Ikuko. Harusuke then got out of bed.

"I'm coming, Mom!" he called back. "Be down in a second!"