Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor moon

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They say a cry of a wolf is distinct. That no matter how many times you hear one howl, you'll never hear the same one again. But when you hear a howl from a lone wolf, you hear a cry for help. A cry for companionship. A cry…for a pack.

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"Serena! Get up! You're going to be late for school!" Andrew tried, to no avail, to wake his slumbering twin. "Fine! You can deal with dad when he gets home and gets a call from school saying you missed classes." He stomped from the room with a huff.

"I'm up, I'm up." A groggy voice came from underneath the mountain of covers and pillows. A hand came from under them followed by an arm, then a shoulder. A second arm appeared then a head came out. Blue eyes opened and blinked at neon red letters on the alarm clock. "Andrew! I'm going to kill you! I could of gotten ten more minutes of sleep!"

"Not if you want a ride to school!" his voice called up from downstairs. Serena grumbled as she crawled the rest of the way from the cocoon of warm blankets. She hopped in the shower and threw on what ever her hands got a hold of. She put her hair into a messy set of twin buns with long tendrils hanging down and only messed with lip gloss. She grabbed her book bag and slipped on her shoes as she ran downstairs.

"Geez, Sere, don't you think you could 'try' to look nice?" Andrew asked as he looked over her apparel. She wore a wrinkled jean skirt with a black spaghetti strap shirt with a set of bulky shoes.

"Not all of us can look like a movie star, Andy." She glanced over his white collared shirt, black slacks, and tan colored boots. His hair was tamed and he wore a pair of black sunglasses. He just grinned.

"I was born that way." He picked up his backpack, keys and walked out of the house, humming. Serena just rolled her eyes and glanced at her mother's picture before running after her brother so he wouldn't leave her.

"Tell me again why I have to sit in back?" Serena wined for the umpteenth time after getting into the small four door car.

"Because we're picking up Mina and Ken," he brother answered simply.

"Make Ken sit up front."

"You can count on it." Serena sat back, content with getting her way. Andrew pulled to the curb by the Mackenzie house and honked the horn. Less then five minutes later a blond, that could be considered a sister to the twins, came bouncing out followed by a brunette.

"Good morning Andrew! Serena!" Mina slid in the back seat with a smile. Ken, on the other hand, quietly got in the passenger seat. His hello was a half wave of his hand that covered a yawn. Mina scrunched up her nose.

"Kenny is not a morning person," she complained. "I had to pour water on him to get him up."

"At least he knows how to dress." Andrew winked at Serena through the rearview mirror. Serena just stuck her tongue out. The rest of the ride went by pretty quick. Mina talked through all of it, Andrew the only one really listening, while Ken and Serena snuck in a few more minutes of sleep.

The two sleepers got a rude awaking when Andrew had to swerve to miss another car going for a parking spot. Ken's head banged on the dashboard and Serena's hit the back of Andrew's seat.

"Is every one okay?" Ken rubbed his head and nodded. Mina face was pale beyond belief, but she gave a small yes. There was no answer from Serena. Andrew's eyes went wide, as well as the other occupants of the car. "Sere, you can't be that stupid…" he muttered as he watched his sister storm towards the reckless driver.

"You idiot! You could have sent four people to the hospital!" Serena was standing by the driver's door with fisted hands on her hips. The door opened and out came a tall redhead.

"Don't talk to me." Beryl flipped her hair and walked off to go join her group. Serena was reaching for one of her shoes to throw when someone grasped her arm. She turned to look in a pair of violet eyes.

"Don't mess with her, if you know what's good for you." Serena just blinked at the girl.

"And you are?" the stranger just smiled and walked away from Serena.

"Serena! We'll meet you at the entrance. I'll bring your books," Andrew told her, driving off. She huffed and walked to the front of the school. Another day beginning with torture of dealing with shallow teens.

Moments later she repeated the thought as she slammed her locker shut as she wondered off to her first class. Andrew had come running up to her and tossed her bag and books before running off. She tried to keep her balance, but in the end she fell, scattering her papers to the wind. She had a heck of time trying to collect them all, until a girl with blue hair helped her.

It looked like there would be a lot of new students this semester. Serena walked into her English class and stopped. She rubbed her eyes with one hand before blinking and making sure she was seeing right.

"Seiya!" she threw her books on one of the desk before running and capturing her long time friend in a bear hug.

"Whoa!" Seiya crashed into a desk and fell on the floor with Serena. She stared into his eyes and both of them started with laughter.

"How disgusting, jumping on guys before they even get to know the school," Beryl said where she was sitting in the back of the class. Her lackeys gave pig squeals for laughs. Seiya's attitude did a quick 360 as he set cold furious eyes on the small group. They shut up instantly, even Serena swallowed hard at the look in the man's eyes..

"Well, Sei, this is new." An amused voice carried over to the two on the ground. Seiya looked over at the door and quickly got off the ground then helped Serena up.

"Serena, I'd like you to meet Darien Gabriel. He's the one I wrote to you about when I was in London. Darien, this is Serena Canis."

"I see." Serena turned at the deep voice and found a close coloring pair. The only difference was the eyes. One set deep blue, the other honey colored. It was the girl from the parking lot and a male that looked to be her brother. She was wearing a deep red blouse with a pair of blue jeans tucked into black heeled boots. He was wearing a blue shirt over a black t-shirt, black pants held with a simple belt and a pair of white tennis-shoes.

"Well, well, well, looks like all the newbies aren't rednecks.," Beryl simpered as she looked over Darien, he didn't pay her the simplest of looks as he walked over to Serena and Seiya. Raye followed and shot a quick glare at Beryl.

"I missed looking over the time schedules, when will we be switching classes?" Darien asked, setting his things on a long table meant for two people.

"It said an hour and 20 minutes on the papers," Seiya supplied. Darien nodded and looked over the class room. It was a simple set up. Enough tables for a maximum of 26 people, education posters pasted around and text books scatted about under the windows on bookshelves.

He gave a light sneer, but accepted the thought of having to rely on someone else for completing projects if his guess were right. He moved around the table and took a seat where he set his things. Raye followed his example and took the chair next to him.

Seiya grinned at Serene and motioned towards another empty table.

"Shall we?" he asked. She nodded, not giving a second thought to all the odd behavior, and sat with her long time friend. For some reason, she thought, this semester would be a strange one.

It wasn't until later, after two other classes, that she was able to clear her head and relax.

Lunch and solitude. Nothing, Serena smiled, was better then that. Especially when she got a free show with her lunch. Most of the time she ate nothing was going on, but today there looked to be a game of football starting. It was a bonus to live in a rule area, all the free space to romp around.

"Isn't it lonely up here?" Serena looked over her shoulder at Seiya and the girl from her English class.

"How did you find me?" Seiya grinned and sat by her.

"I used my nose." Serena gave a slight frown at the ridiculous joke. Raye smiled as she took a seat next to the blond and laughed when Seiya made a silly show of fright by sitting down so close to the edge.

"So, Football Americana, huh?" he inquired when he spied the group of rowdy boys below.

"Yup. They're not any good though. Most of them trip over their own feet." Serena took a bite of her sandwich. "It's why we don't have any field sport teams."

"A shame," Raye stated, " My brother and I quite like running and Seiya has become very proficient at soccer." The male snickered at that.

"Proficient, right." The dark haired girl rolled her eyes and began on her meager lunch. The rest of the small break was passed in light conversation and jokes about the group of boys below. Five minutes before the bell rang, Serena stood up, collected her trash and told the other two it was time to head in so as not to be late. They followed her advice, picked up their own things and shadowed her inside.

After throwing their trash away the trio headed into the hallways that led to the class rooms. Unfortunately, their paths were blocked by a large student circle. Seiya and Raye had no problem of seeing over the many heads, but Serena constantly switched positions trying to see the problem. Finally her curiosity was solved.

A tall brunette stood five feet away from an angry Beryl that actually had scratch marks on her face. Not two feet away from the brunette stood Darien along with a few other new students. His eyes were barely slits as he glared at Beryl.

Serena turned when she heard a low snarl next to her, and knew it wasn't from lack of caffeine. She found Raye had a very similar look to her brother's. She turned back when the crowd cheered and saw Beryl throw a couple lousy punches. Before the other girl could defend herself a few teachers burst through the crowd near Beryl and broke it up.

"Get to class now! All of you! Or all you will have detention for a month!" the male teacher yelled and every one scurried off like mice, except Raye, Seiya, and Darien. Serena glanced over her shoulder to see that Darien was talking to the brunette as the others crowded around them. His large hand clasped her shoulder lightly in comfort as she rubbed her cheek that Beryl tapped. The teachers were clearly baffled as to what they should do and Beryl was seething at not having any attention.

Serena smiled as she turned to face the direction she was going. Maybe Beryl would finally learn she wasn't the center of the universe. She forgot about the fight later while she sat in math class.

It was so boring she had to pinch herself to keep awake, and then she was off to history. All the horrible classes all in one day, at least that's what she thought. She took another new seat, in an old class room as she waited for the teacher to come in and give new instructions that all classes gave.

"Welcome back class! I hope you all had a good vacation and are ready to get back into the swing of things. Now, for the fun of things, let's skip the formalities for today and jump right into a discussion about Myths and Legends." The teacher walked to the chalkboard and wrote 'Lycanthropy' "Who knows what this means?" she turned to look at the class. "Ms. Beta?"

"Someone who has it in their mind that they're a werewolf." Many turned to stare at the girl who knew the answer and grins came to their faces when they noticed it was the girl who had challenged Beryl that afternoon. Serena took her time looking her over, noticing the slightly red cheek and sparkling green eyes with a smile that claimed 'I got the proverbial canary'.

"Correct. Now," the teacher wrote another word on the board. "Someone tell me what this is." She had written 'loup-garou'

"Werewolf." Darien's deep voice floated about the room. The blond was surprised to see him in another of her classes.

"Right," the teacher agreed. "Werewolves were feared creatures. Back in the early 1900's, the presence of the werewolf was feared everywhere. People actually ran away from their homes when they thought one of their family members was a werewolf. It was a crazy tale that grew until people feared leaving their houses. Then in the 1920's they came up with a 'cure'. You had to recognize the wolf as a human then some how draw blood. After that was done, you couldn't bring up the incident, unless you wanted something to happen to you."

"Is there a point to this, Ms. Gentry?" a bored student asked.

"Yes, there is." The teacher sat down at her desk and folded her hands. "I want you all to write a two page legend. Doesn't matter if it's about someone turning into a small little mouse or turning into a dragon, but I want details. How they get the curse, how they change, when they change, how they can be cured, if there is a cure. Now, I'm not the English teacher so I won't be looking for spelling or punctuation, but I want to be able to read it." Groans and whines were heard. The teacher just smiled. "You have two weeks to turn it in. Now, there's forty minutes left of class, so start working." She then picked up a book and began reading.

Some people began whispering and others went straight to work. Serena went straight to daydreaming. How would it be like to live when that went on? Running for your life, making sure you never did any thing wrong… it would suck.

Make believe characters started popping in her head while she thought of the 1900's. She intertwined what she learned in previous history classes with the new information obtained and began weaving her own tale.

By the end of class she had one page full of silly ideas she came about and the back filled with the start of her report. A smile came to her face when she knew it would be an easy, quick, and fun project.

"How was school today?" Andrew and Serena's father asked as they walked through the door that evening. Serena shrugged, drained from the new semester, and ran up stairs to get some sleep, while thinking more about the report for history. Andrew stayed down stairs and talked about all that happened, starting with the car ride.

Serena's last thought of the day, knowing it would be morning before she woke again, was, 'would tomorrow be just as crazy'?

…………………………T.B.C.