Destiny Calling
Chapter 1: You're Moving?!
"Hey, Melody! You wanna spend the night tonight? Maybe order a pizza?"
"I can't Nora. I'm…moving this weekend."
"YOU'RE MOVING?? WHAT! WHERE? When was this decided? More importantly why didn't you tell me? Aren't I like your best friend??"
"I'm sorry…I'm moving about an hour north of here to Summerston. It was decided about 3 months ago. I didn't want to tell you for this very reason! I knew you'd freak!" Melody refused to answer the last question for fear of Nora's response.
"Well if you would have told me then I would have been better prepared!"
"Nora, I don't have time. We still have packing to do. I…I have to go, bye." Melody wanted so much to unload on Nora. After all…Nora and Julie were pretty much the entire reason she wanted to move. Although her parents wanted her brother, Dillon, in a different school than Greenva Middle School next year, Melody was happy about moving. I mean…she could go to a new school and make REAL friends; she might even get a boyfriend.
"Whatever Mel…so what? You were just planning on leaving without a word? Just wait until Jules fin-"
"SHE WON'T FIND OUT. I…I'll tell her…myself. Please don't tell anyone. I'll tell them soon enough. Please..."
"Fine, fine…I won't tell."
"Thanks, I really have to go now…bye." Mel turns and starts to walk away.
"Can I still call and email you??" Nora shouts after Mel.
"Yes Nor…you know you can…anytime." Mel answered with regret.
"K, bye Sere!"
"Bye…Nora." Mel refused to call Nora by 'Amy'. Why would she want to? It's not like Nora's as good of a friend to her as Amy is to Serena in the show. That was the whole point of them calling each other "Serena" and "Amy". Mel continued to walk home, ignoring anything Nora called back. She was fed up with Nora and Julie…she was fed up with the entire student and teacher body of Greenva High. "Thanks God I'm moving…this is so stupid."
"Mom, I'—"
"Melody please go get some boxes from the basement!"
"But….fine." Melody started walking downstairs. "I can't even say 'hi' to my own mom now! Everyone's so busy packing and crap there's no more family together time! Ugh…" Mel mumbled to herself. "Gah…now where are those empty boxes? gasp" Cardboard boxes piled high everywhere in the basement were all Mel saw and in the corner, up against the wall were the only empty boxes left. "Why couldn't we have a separate place for the empty boxes?? I'll NEVER get to them now! AHHHH" Mel grumbled through the mountains of boxes. Finally there she realized she was stuck between boxes, barricaded in!
Mel yelled for help and soon she heard Dillon walking down the stairs to see what the heck was going on. He stuck his head around the corner and snickered, a wide sly grin forming on his lips.
Melody, seeing his face, reacted with annoyance. "What's so funny brat? Help me!"
Dillon, still laughing, walked further down the stairs and stared at Melody. "Me? Help you? Why?"
"Fine don't but at least go get mom and/or dad!" Mel did not have the time or the patience to deal with her annoying 11-year-old brother.
"Fine, fine…but I'm pretty sure you can get out by your self!" Melody stuck her tongue out and was about to yell "You're negatrash Sammy!" but stopped herself. She'd agreed to put all anime/manga behind her…forever.
Of course Dillon noticed the sudden change in his sister. For all their fighting he knew her very well. Acting like he noticed nothing he went upstairs and tried to find their parents, whom were no doubt fighting over something as always.
Melody had no choice but to just stay put, beginning to be very impatient. It was all her mom's fault she was stuck. If she just had come down and gotten her own damn boxes everything would have been fine, but no she had to make Melody do it.
Soon Melody heard her father coming down the stairs, yelling at Dillon about how Mel got stuck. As if it was all Dillon's fault it happened of course, but he'd no doubt start in on Melody as soon as he got down there. Dad was so fickle.
"MELODY JANE!" Mel winced as her dad screamed her name in anger. Did he always have to be so loud? It wasn't like she wanted to be stuck back there. "What did you do? How'd you get stuck?"
"I–" Before she could even answer her dad started in. "Mel give me an answer now!"
I'm trying to! Mel thought with anger. "I'm not sure how. I was getting the boxes mom wanted and had to push full boxes out of the way. Can you just help me get out?"
Mr. Farn pressed his lips together tight and glared at Melody angrily. "Dillon lets take some of the boxes out to the truck. That way we can get your sister out and get things loaded up."
"Ok"
Dillon and Mr. Farn started carrying out boxes and soon enough Melody was unstuck. She carried the empty boxes up to her mom and then went into her own room the pack the last few things away.
As she packed away the random items in her bedside table drawer she picked up and old photo of her, Nora, and Harold at their 8th grade promotion. Her eyes started to swell, but she pushed them away. She would not cry…she would not, she would not…maybe.
"It's so stupid…why do I even care? They obviously don't." Mel stuffed the picture away, taped up the box, and carried it out to the big truck that was to deliver their stuff to their new home in Summerston.
Melody walked out to her back porch and what a small porch it was. She leaned against the wooden railing and looked out into the trees of her back yard like she had done so often when upset. She wished it would rain. The day was not all that bright, rather gloomy really, and it had been threatening to rain all day.
"Melody!" her mom shouted and Melody sighed. "It never ends does it?" Melody turned around and walked back into the small duplex to find out what her mom needed now.
"Coming mom!"
Melody just stared out the car window. It had started to rain, perfect for her mood although she wished to play in it. Or maybe she'd just sit there on the ground as she did alone oh so often. She wished a boy would kiss her in the rain, drenched, soaking wet. But those dreams were for fairytales and it wasn't real. Still she so desired the magical moment. One of the many things she loved about Serena was that she might be a princess but she can still kick ass. Serena was her hero, her idol…but for Melody's sake she had to give her long time best friend up. After all was going to a new school, she needed to find real friends…not cartoons.
Melody's eyes drifted throughout the car. As always her parents were talking about something supposedly "important" like the bills and what not. Dillon had his mp3 player in, profusely ignoring the rest of the family. Mel's eyes met with her father's for a moment, which he just had to comment about.
"What are you glaring about Melody?"
"Nothing." Melody answered dryly. Her dad could never see when she just wanted time alone…with out him.
"Nothing isn't an answer. What's wrong?" He never gave up did he?
"Nothing dad, I'm tired." Mel looked back out the window to her right, ignoring her dad in hopes he'd follow suit.
He rolled his eyes and went back to talking to Mrs. Farn. Melody sighed as thoughts drifted to her mind. They'd never get it. Everyone at Greenva High acted like her bff. Like nothing had changed. Oh how glad she was that she was leaving. Although it was sad for her to leave the only home she had known since she was six, she had to leave sometime. To push out thoughts of what would happen when everyone found out she was moving she turned on her mp3 player. The song "What I've Done" by: Linkin Park came blaring through her ears as she closed her eyes and let the words soak up every inch of her.
"In this farewell
There's no blood
There's no alibi
'Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth
Of a thousand lies
Pre-Chorus:
So let mercy come
And wash away
What I've done
Chorus:
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
Put to rest
What you thought of me
While I clean this slate
With the hands of uncertainty
Pre-Chorus
Chorus
For what I've done
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I'm forgiving what I've done!!
Chorus
What I've done
Forgiving what I've done"
Melody sang every word, she knew every line. She wanted to share this side of her with her parents, but she knew at least her dad would throw a fit. She looked down at her black nails and camo pants. Her dad hated when she painted her nails black.
"Here we are, our new home." Her dad said, breaking Mel out of her trance, as they came into the city limits of Summerston. New home… Those words ran through her head like no other. It was official. They were really living in a different town. New everything.
Her dad turned left and then right and pulled into the duplex drive way of their new "home". It looked so small, but Mel knew inside it was actually fairly big.
"Well…here it goes. Wonder what it'll be like." Melody muttered. Her mom opened her door to let Melody out. Mel grabbed her pink and black back pack from the bed of the truck and walked into the duplex. Everything felt weird. She didn't feel like she belonged here. She didn't really miss Greenva, but it was like all of her security wiped away. She barely remembered living anywhere else but Greenva. This was going to take some getting adjusted to.
Dillon had been having a break down for the last couple of weeks because he didn't want to move, but the prospect of having a bigger room had brought him to a brighter mood…at least for an 11-year-old boy. And of course he had to leave Maggie behind in Greenva, promising to call her often. Melody didn't understand why he couldn't just grow some and ask Maggie out already. But then again…he was 11. Stupid boys.
They spent the rest of the day bringing in boxes from the moving truck and stacking them every where. Melody never really realized just how much stuff they all had until they moved. It happened every time. Especially when she felt helpless to at least carry in her own stuff. Granted, some things you have to have help with. But Melody had been looked to as the weak one, she felt, all her life. So she started making changes, minor though they seemed, they made her feel stronger. One was that she always carried the small black pocket knife in the pocket of her jeans that her dad got her for Christmas. It felt good to know she was armed and could some how defend herself if the situation ever presented itself. Although she doubted anything exciting would happen in this town, it was half the size of Greenva and Greenva was pretty small as it was.
All the boxes having been brought it and furniture placed carefully in the separate rooms, every one could start really making the duplex feel like home.
Melody first took out her bed stuff, so maybe she could sleep tonight although she doubted it.
Box after box came open and Melody was once again glad she had her pocket knife on her. Packing tape was hard to get off without scissors or some type of knife.
Melody hated having boxes in her room. If she could help it, her room would be all put up before she went to sleep. Although it was almost midnight she didn't feel tired at all. She figured she had time to kill.
About half way done and packing peanuts every where, Melody's mom came in to check on her.
"Knock, knock."
Mel hardly turned her head at all, but responded with a lonely, "Hello."
"I came to see how you were doing. You should really get some sleep."
"I know. I'm not tired, I'll sleep later."
"Melody…" her mom went silent. Melody hated when her parents brought up her sleeping schedule.
"Look, it doesn't help if I lay in the dark for hours. If I keep working I'll wear myself out. Besides, it's summer."
"Yes but that doesn't mean you should get used to staying up all night and sleeping in until noon. You're going to be a junior this fall."
"Ya ya…grades matter. I'll be fine. Again…its summer and we just moved in. Can't I celebrate by staying up one night?"
"One night turns into many Melody. Just promise me you won't be up too much longer?"
Melody fully turned around to face her mother, wishing she'd leave. sigh "Fine, I'll go to bed here pretty soon. We still have a lot to do tomorrow."
"Yes we do. Good night sweetie."
As Mrs. Farn left Mel's room Mel plopped down on her now fully made bed. For a while she just stared at the ceiling, wondering what was to come from her new life. She probably wouldn't have many friends until she started school that August, but maybe she didn't want any. She wondered what Summerston High would be like. How the schedule would work.
Thoughts of her new life ran through her head and before she knew it she rolled over to find the light off and her under the warm covers of her bed. At first she thought nothing of it, pushing the abnormity from her sleepy mind, but took note of it as she drifted back into sleep a second time.
People said sleeping was the most peaceful time that you could have. Not for Melody. Sleeping was full of tossing and turning, sleepless nights, and nightmares. As if teenagers didn't have enough to worry about, sleeping was something Melody tried not to think about. Unfortunately, it took some thinking about for her to fall asleep.
Melody's world turned upside down as she realized she was lying on grass. As she rolled up she realized that preteen boys were all around her, dressed in military uniforms. Most of them held machine guns and all were marching in robot like lines. Cabins were now where war plans and strategies were being thought of.
Melody couldn't understand why little boys would be going to war, but none the less stood up and started walking. It didn't feel like this was her body, like someone was controlling her.
"What's going on?" turned into "What's the status?" against Melody's will.
"The other camp is closing in. Get the children to safety." A young girl of about 16 stood before Melody, she too was dressed in military uniforms.
"Ok." Melody stated, now giving into the dream completely, and she walked over to a play ground filled with children younger than 5 years old. "Children! Get in the merry go round now!" All the children stopped playing and headed for the old wooden merry go round.
Melody walked over to it and stood in the middle, holding the circle beam. A boy of 17 came up behind Melody, holding some papers.
"Is this necessary?"
"She said so. Although I wonder if this will be good enough. Hit the button."
"Ok." He pressed the round button on the circle beam and a silver armored shield went around the merry go round to protect from bullets.
Now fully encased in the merry go round, wonders of little children started up and Melody strained to hear what was going on outside. Of course her mission was to protect the children; she couldn't help but want to fight too.
"What now? Do we just stay in here?"
"Yes, Harold." Harold… Melody turned around and sure enough there was Harold. He was the boy she'd been talking to. Why hadn't she recognized his voice? "Our mission is to protect them at all costs. Let the scouts do the rest."
Harold sighed. The last thing he wanted was to be stuck in here for hours maybe even days. "Those boy scouts shouldn't be going to war with one another. How was it started?"
"I'm not sure. All I know are my orders." Melody turned away from Harold, wishing to see anyone's face but his.
"Mel…"
Melody ignored him.
"Melody, are you scared?"
"I'm never scared. Do your job."
"I'm am and so are you. Relax, you are scared. Come here."
Melody wrapped her arms around herself and walked over the side of the merry go round, lifted up a shutter and looked outside. Nine and ten year old boys were running around with machine guns, some were throwing and firing off bombs. The war had officially started.
"Melody…"
"Look it's getting bad out there. We need to move the kids." In hearing what she said, she came back into control of herself. "Move the kids? What? It's a war out there!" Melody muttered under her breath.
"What did you say?"
"Melody lost control again. "It's getting bad. We need to move the kids out."
"Into the safe house?"
"Yes. Alright listen up every one! We need to move into the safe house. I need you to move in a single file line and follow me with Harold taking up the rear. Everyone, move now!" The children moved into somewhat of a line while Harold again pushed the button again and the shield rose up. Sounds of boys shouting and ammo flying filled their ears.
"Ok, follow me and stay in line!" Melody shouted over the sudden loud noises. As best as preschool children could, they followed her in a line. Most huddled close to Melody and Harold, scared and confused as to what was going on.
Melody walked faster than ever, but tried not to run. She had to keep them safe…she had too.
Up ahead the girl from earlier stood in the doorway of the safe house, urging them on come inside.
Melody looked back at Harold for a second and saw him picking up a little two year old girl. She's so young. Why is this war happening anyway? What happened? Focusing back on getting to the safe house, Melody kept walking, making sure that no kids were left behind.
Finally they reached it and Melody stopped at the door way, rushing the little children in. Some of the older children had picked up the younger ones, barely carrying them, but carrying them none the less. As each child stepped inside they met the girl who rushed them farther back into the narrow and long room. The room didn't even look like a safe house.
Once every child was inside, Melody walked to the edge of the door. Again she wrapped her arms around herself. Her hair was messed up in the blowing wind, but somehow the wind blew it just the right way. Mostly she looked down, drawing a blank on what to do. Some times she looked up, just to force herself to look at the war that was being fought by her brother's Cub Scout troop. Brother…DILLON!
"Oh my gosh! Dillon!"
"Dillon?" Harold came up behind her.
"Yes my brother, he's nine. If you're Harold, don't you remember him?"
"I'm Harold and I know him. You haven't said I word about him though. He's fighting like the rest of them." Harold saw such pain edged across Melody's face. Not even the wind blowing her lose waist length hair over her face could block that out.
Melody sighed. She never thought her brother would be fighting. Again, why was this even going on?
Harold all of the sudden looked up at the sky, right over the hill that separated the two troops. "Bomb" he muttered under his breath.
"Bomb?"
"Yes bomb! Get down! EVERYONE GET DOWN!"
The girl in back had all the children get down and Melody and Harold closed the door. A loud bang heard and the room shook. Melody got down just as the bomb struck and she fell into Harold's lap.
Damn it why am I such a klutz! I just had to fall into his arms! Why, why why why!!
Harold wrapped his arms around her protectively. His only thoughts were of protecting Melody. Little did he know that the tighter he held her the more Melody cringed. She wanted to be anywhere but there, but also wanted nothing more than to lean in closer and enjoy his warmth. She'd say it was her heart against her head but both were split the two ways.
Finally it stopped and every one slowly got up. Melody again opened the door, even though she thought that was really stupid of her self to do. She slowly looked around and was instantly worried about her brother.
"Dillon…"
Although Melody barely whispered it Harold heard her. "You wait here, I'll find him."
"No! HAROLD COME BACK!" But it was too late as Harold had already disappeared into the night. "HAROLD!" Melody continued to scream. She fell to her knees, her long hair flopping down on her back as she did so. She buried her face in her hands and sobbed. I can't lose both of you…please…come back.
Suddenly a warm hand slid over Melody's shoulder. It was the girl. "Don't worry, he'll be back."
"I don't know why I care. I just wish this war would stop. They're just little boys!"
"I understand, but why shouldn't you care?"
"About him…Harold…why?"
"Ahh…funny thing our hearts. Why? You don't want to love him?"
"I don't love him. I shouldn't even be crying."
"You must have some love for him. I believe you're the type to have some love for every one. Isn't that right Sere?"
"I – Sere? My name is Melody."
"Melody?"
"Yes, Mel-o-dy."
"Melody…" she said under her breathe confused.
Melody shook her head. People are such loonies sometimes. "I'm going after him."
"No, you have to stay here!"
"I don't have to do anything." Melody put bluntly. "I'll find Harold and my brother and then I'm leaving this place. You guys can fight your own wars. I'm done."
"Melody don't!" But Melody flew out of the room before the girl could stop her.
Melody kept on running and running, hoping to just suddenly find her brother and/or Harold. She just stopped though, she had no idea where to go and she was abandoning her post. She alone was in charge of keeping those little kids safe. What if they got hurt or died because she left for her own selfish desire? But then again…how would anyone's life be saved simply because she was there? How could she save anyone?
Melody wished so much that she was Serena at that moment. Serena had the power to stop this, Melody didn't. Well too bad, you're not her, never will be. You can fix this without super powers! Well…maybe." Nothing around her was still, everything was constantly moving. Melody didn't even know where she was any more. She squinted to see anything.
Smoke covered everything. Melody moved in circles, squinting to see if she could find Harold or Dillon.
On top of the hill see thought she saw Harold and Dillon. But…she saw white glittering wings. Serena? Sailor Moon floated in the air and turned her head to look straight at Melody. Me? What can I do? Even thought Melody thought these words, Sailor Moon seemed to understand and respond to them.
Melody closed her eyes, some how sensing Sailor Moon was telling her to do this. A sudden warmth came over Melody. Her eyes fluttered open and before her stood a wide open field covered in smoke. She was floating…no she was Sailor Moon and not just Sailor Moon…Super Sailor Moon. Melody looked to her left and in a line stood Mercury, Jupiter, Pluto, and Neptune. Then she looked to her right and there was Mars, Venus, Uranus, and Saturn. Melody's eyes filled with tears, but she again pushed them back. Why was she crying anyway?
Suddenly Harold materialized right beside her, holding Dillon, who was fast asleep. Only it wasn't exactly Harold. He was dressed as Tuxedo Mask. Harold set Dillon down and grabbed Melody's gloved hand.
His touch shook shivers down Melody's back and made her stomach ripple. Why, after all this time, did she still feel something for him?
Melody kind of smiled at Harold and closed her eyes while raising her left arm, holding her scepter. How she got it, she had no clue, but she raised it until it was right in front of her. She took hold of it with both hands and a beam of white golden light burst from her hands all the way down her body, transforming her into Princess Serenity.
Please…save them…
All the scouts joined hands and closed their eyes. They focus all their energy to their princess, whom Melody was still not sure how she became Princess Serenity anyway.
One thought went through Melody's head, or maybe it was Serenity's head, just to save every one. Regardless of anything that happened to her, just to make sure every one else was safe.
Melody firmly opened her eyes, feeling all the energy coming into her from the scouts, and whispered "Stop this war, but save them." She felt she was one with the silver crystal as the strongest blinding light came from her scepter. It almost knocked her back, but Harold was behind her, holding her steady.
Everything felt so real and yet Melody knew it was just a dream. Still, the white light still coming from her scepter, pushing against her, felt real…as if it was real.
The white light spread over the entire camp and shoved away the smoke and terror. Every broken thing was instantly repaired.
Melody watched in amazement that she was doing this. But also remembered that it wasn't her, it was a dream. Still, it was cool.
All of the sudden Melody felt a wave of extreme freeze come over her. Everything went black and she could hear muffled voices screaming for her, screaming for Serenity. Melody didn't know how long it was, but she was falling…just falling, in an endless pit of black nothingness.
Melody could hear a faint beeping, it was very annoying. As it got louder Melody realized it was her alarm clock. Stupid thing…always ruins a good night's sleep. Well sleep any way.
Melody crawled out of bed and turned off her alarm clock. Thoughts of her dream rolled over her head, trying to retain every ounce of what had happened.
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Ok, I've been wanting to post this story for months now I just haven't had the time to write it all down. I hope you like it! Please comment me tho! If you like it and don't comment I'll think you don't like it and I'll stop writing.
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