… Hi!  My name is Nevyik and I just sort of felt like writing a story that made no sense to anyone I hope you enjoy it  I know that I enjoyed writing it
Now, I wish you to know that I do not like it when people take my stories, or songs, and claim they wrote it.  So…  Please don't do that.  If you do, I will be very mad

DISCLAIMER::::
 Please don’t take this as an infringement on anyone else’s story.  I only wrote this for the fun of it, and if you sue me for copyright infringement, YOU WILLNA GET NOTHING!

OK… that's done… now, ON WITH THE STORY!
 

Once upon a time, in the distant past, a beautiful young princess was walking slowly through a rose garden.  Her long, black dress with its sheer sleeves was gently sweeping the cobblestone path as she walked.

"Why is it so lonely?  No matter where I am, I am alone," the girl said to the roses.  But, as always, they didn't seem to hear her.  "Oh well.  No one listens to me, so why should the flowers?"

The young girl continued sadly down the rows of roses until she came upon a color she had never seen here in the gardens before.  "Where did you come from?" she asked as she stared at the many bushes of black roses.  "You weren't here yesterday…"

She bent down to pluck a single blossom.  As she sniffed the delicate fragrance, she felt strangely happy… something that she hadn't felt in a long time.

Feeling wonderful, she plucked several roses and threaded them into her long, black hair.  "Perhaps now I shall not be alone."  The black roses in her hair seemed to nod in answer to her spoken thoughts.

"Alara!  Where did you get those hideous weeds?!?" the Queen exclaimed.

"From the rose gardens, Ma-ma," the Princess calmly explained.

"I have never seen that color in our gardens!  Get rid of them right now Alara!"

With that, the little princess did something she had never done before, she screamed at her mother!  "NO!! I like these roses!  I will not get rid of them!"  And, with that, Alara fled to her room, leaving her incredulous mother behind, gapping at her.

When Alara got to her rooms, she slammed the door shut with a satisfying 'BANG.'

Later, when she finally realized what she had done, it was too late to change anything.  Poor Alara would soon have to face her irate mother.  With this thought, she absently plucked one of the three black roses from her hair and, bringing it to her nose, sniffed it.

As she sniffed the delicate fragrance, she began to feel more confident about the fated meeting with her mother, the Queen.

With a smile, she unthreaded the remaining two roses from her hair and placed them in a delicate glass vase on the small table near the head of her bed.  She placed the third rose on her red satin pillow with a smile.

With a faint smile, Alara sat down at her dressing table and began to brush her long, black hair.
 

Today, Alara decided to do something she never would have done a week ago.  She decided to leave the palace without telling anyone.  She would let everyone think that she was in her suite were her mother had told her to stay for the week.

She quickly donned a pair of black pants, a black turtle-neck, black boots, a black belt, and then threaded a single black rose into her hair before she braided it and tucked it up under a black cap.

With this disguise she quickly, and stealthily, left her room and made her way to the front hall of her suite.  From there, she bypassed all of the royal guard, not an easy task, and slipped out of the palace's front gates.

A dark figure makes its way through the trees beyond the castle.  The person, not knowing they are being watched by many eyes, quickly darts from tree to tree, limb to limb, bush to bush with many low laughs and chuckles.

Then, suddenly, the figure falls from the trees and gives a low cry of pain as she lands on her knees.

"OOOOOWW!!!!  THA-AT HU-RTS!!!" she whined, not knowing that others were watching and laughing at her pain.

She slowly climbs to her feet, rubs at her slightly bleeding knees and slowly looks around to get her placement.  She spies Earth hanging in the sky and smiles slightly at the thought of her future brother-in-law.

With a shake of her head, she brought her thoughts back to her temporary escape from the sickeningly sweet couple, and looks around.  Only now does she notice the quiet of the animals… the entire forest seems to be hiding… and it CAN'T be from her.

"So what is it?" she silently asks herself as she listens to the deathly quiet of the forest.  And then she hears it.  The *snap* of a twig beneath a boot.

She instantly whirled about to face her adversary, but found herself surrounded by a ruff looking bunch of men and women.

"Well, well, well.  What have we here boys?" sneered the obvious leader of the group.

"I don know, Molls, but she looks awful small…" commented one of her companions.  This caused the whole group to snicker wildly while Alara glanced around with growing apprehension.

"W-what do y-you want w-with m-me?" Alara asked in a VERY small voice.

The one who had commented just a moment ago reached out and grabbed her hat, ripping it from her head with enough force to dislodge her braid.  "Not much, sweetin'" he sneered.

In a quick movement that left everyone, even herself, surprised, Alara grabbed the offending man and tossed him into a tree as if he weren't heavier than herself.

Molls just as quickly grabbed Alara and held her arms behind her back with one hand while grabbing her braid and yanking very hard with the other.

Unnoticed by all, the black rose fell from Alara's braid to the forest floor.

Alara seemed to sag against Molls, confusing Molls to extremes.  She looked at her in confusion and noticed that something was missing.  She looked down and noticed a black rose.  The same ones they had planted in the royal garden for Princess Serena to find.

"HA!  This fool picked one of our roses," she got some snickers at this.  She took the rose in her hand and froze it in to a crystal.

Alara woke up suddenly and attacked her.  She knocked the crystal rose out of her hand and picked it up.  She raised her hand to the sky (the one with the rose) and shouted, "BLACK CRYSTAL ROSE ACTIVATION!"  She felt a tingling in her hand that promptly spread throughout her body, during all of this she wondered why she had said, or shouted, those words.

The group watched her transform, too shocked and confused to react.  The leader got up groggily, and got rid of her disguise to show a negaverse general’s uniform.  The group looked at her and did the same, only they had on negaverse captains’ uniforms.

Alara felt the tingling stop, opened her eyes, and looked down at herself.  She gasped at what she saw, for there, on *HER* was a different type of Sailor Scout uniform like her elder sister’s.  It was a black, skintight leotard; a VERY short, just as black skirt; black wristbands; a black collar; and black ankle boots like Sailor Jupiter.  The only difference between her style of uniform and that of the other Scouts, was the lack of bows and gloves.

As the negaverse subordinates just stared at her in numb shock, Black Rose crossed her arms before her and began to gather dark energy between her hands.  As the energy grew, Molls regained her senses and began her own, evil attack.

But it was too late.  Black Rose released a very large globe of dark energy at them shouting "DARK MOON SCREAM!!!"

Molls alone was fast enough to escape the deadly blast.  She quickly jumped up, a black portal opening behind her.

"DAMN YOU, Sailor Scout!  You’ve ruined my plans… You WILL pay!!!"  And with this, Molls disappeared into the negaverse portal.

Black Rose just stands there, staring after Molls and the vanishing portal.

"wow… wow… WOW!!!" Black Rose said, at first, quietly, then with increasing volume.  She sounded almost like her ditzy sister, Serena.

She quickly detransformed, then stood there, staring at the crystallized black rose.

"Should I tell Mom?  Or maybe Serena?" she asked quietly, then thought for a few moments.  "No.  They never tell *me* anything.  I mean, I was *the last* to know that Sailor Moon had been found.  I won’t say a word to them," she smirked, "I might *show* them, but I won’t *tell* them."

Alara quickly, and carefully, stored the crystal rose in her shirt and began to slowly walk home to her Mother and the inevitable scolding for having left the safety of the castle.