Disclaimer: Sailor Moon doesn't belong to me. So please don't sue me.

Author's Notes: This is my first fanfic. So go easy on me please! You can email me at lslivers@aol.com

Voices: <__________________> Speaking: "__________________" Thinking: __________________

Time Frame: After Sailor Moon S

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The icy wind caused the window to bang inwards, startling her. A sheaf of papers flew to the floor. A piece of paper pinned down with a paperweight caught her alarmed eyes. On it was written, with a determined hand: "I'll be alright. I promise."

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Reverted Destinies Prologue: Is This Escape? Written by: Laurel Slivers

At last, they've gone away. A blonde girl stood near the door.

I know they will, the girl answered.

Hiding? I'm certainly not hiding.

I'm not.

the voice insisted.

The girl walked towards the window.

She glanced at her reflection in the mirror beside the window.

Why?

You mean my reflection.

And....?

Why is she frightened? That girl is always so happy go lucky. Unmindful of everything.

Was? What do you mean?

the voice replied.

What did she find?

the voices chorused.

What truth?

Is what?

No!!! the girl screamed inwardly.

But I'm not a nothing. I am Sailor Moon, remember.

I am her because I am. No one had set what I must be.

I-i don't know. The girl's gaze fell to the floor.

Then, why?

The girl did not answer.

Do they hate me that much?

I don't know.

You're right.

I will. The girl gazed at the curtained window and smiled.

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"Serena, please open this door," Irene pleaded. She was really worried. Her daugther haven't gone out for nearly two days. She had just received a phonecall from a parent of one of Serena's friends. The caller's daughter had just died and is asking if Serena wanted to attend the funeral. She didn't want to burden Serena with the news. It seemed as if there was trouble enough for her daughter. When Serena came back from her last trip outside, she seemed listless and didn't respond to any entreaties. She went straight to her room and locked herself in.

"Serena!" she was getting quite frustrated. She was going to force the door open and see what happened. She twisted the doorknob impatiently. To her surprise, the door flew open. "Sere-" Irene saw the empty room. She searched the room and found some possessions of Serena missing.

The icy wind caused the window to bang inwards, startling her. A sheaf of papers flew to the floor. A piece of paper pinned down with a paperweight caught her alarmed eyes. On it was written, with a determined hand: "I'll be alright. I promise."

"Oh my God!" Irene shrieked, tears flowing. "Serena...."

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Author's Notes (another one): This is the prologue of Reverted Destinies. The first chapter may take time.

email me at: lslivers@aol.com

4/28/00