Disclaimer: I don't own Daughters of the Moon
Authors Note: Takes place after book 5 before book 6Forever
Chapter 1
Serena opened her journal with unstable hands, her blue pen held shakily in her fingertips. How to put down the days events? How to even begin to describe it? Catty had disappeared just the night before and now Stanton was gone, too. He was a shadow once again, a follower of the darkness, her enemy, her love. He had done it to bring her to the hospital though, so he was still good, right? She hit her head on the desk hard making the lamp shake, as if threatening her that it'd fall if she did it again. Why was she so stupid? How could she trust him? Still love him? But how could she not? Finally she gave up trying to put her thoughts down and instead pulled out her Tarot cards. Her business was slow now; no one wanted his or her fortune's read, that is.
She shuffled and cut all with her left hand and then turned over the first card. It was the past: Judgment. That made sense: she had been passing very quick accusations of people lately: mainly Stanton. Okay. Next was the present: the fool. The fool? Obviously for still loving him, but just because she knew it was stupid, she still couldn't help it. But what really worried her was what she was always worried about: what did the future hold? What will it say? Serena held her breath as she turned over the final card.
Immediately she shoved the cards off her bed and wrapped the sheets tightly around her. It couldn't be right, could it? It's just a stupid card, isn't it? Wally scurried over as if sensing the tension and fear; he snuggled next to her comfortably. The next thing she heard surprised her: Jimena. Jimena screaming, actually. But the only other person down stairs was Collin, were they fighting?
"I can't believe you!" Jimena screamed
"Me what about you? And that-" Collin was screaming now too, he never screamed, this must be serious
"Since when did my life become under your control?" Jimena interrupted, Serena put her pillow over her ears: this was wrong, she shouldn't be listening to them fight.
"Oh I don't know, maybe since I've become your boyfriend!" Collin screamed practically hysterical, Jimena said a reply she couldn't hear and then the front door slammed shut. What had that been about? They never fought, ever.
Her thoughts unwillingly turned back to Stanton and the cards. She angrily hit her head, "Why can I zap other people's thoughts away from things, but never my own?" she moaned. Wally brushed his wet nose to her cheek and then scurried off the bed onto the cards, he then went to his little bed, which was moved from the laundry room to her room corner. On the floor still sat the scattered Tarot Card's, the only face up one was the one that she hated the most, the one that was in her future, the tower.