Look its the infamous Serenity Monkala back with the revised version of her Serenity story, but this time it features our favorite Ragin' Cajun! Also Serenitys powers have changed and the explanation will come later, her hair color changed too. Read and Reveiw!
Her head throbbed with the pain of knowing. Her husband and two children were gone. They wouldn't come back, and she couldn't be asured that she would see them again in heaven. Her life was hardly over, and she was wandering around on the streets of New Orleans like some crazed drunk. She needed to clear her head, but she didn't know where to go to do that. Stopping just long enough to look around for a bar or diner, she noticed a man closing in on a girl. She ran over and without thinking pointed her hand at the man. Flames flew out of her hand and collided with some puplish energy stuff, which at the same time hit the man on the back at full force. He collapsed into a heap and the girl ran away. She turned to leave and ran into another man. She looked at him and saw that he had red on black eyes. He must have been the one who sent the energy beam.
"And she didn't even thank us." She said softly backing up slightly. He smiled and her heart melted but she kept a straight face.
"I know. Dat was some pretty impresive fireworks, petite." She frowned.
"Don't call me short. And yeah I figure they were."
"Sorry. So what's your name?"
"um...Serenity. You can call me Serenity. Whats your name?"
"Remy LeBeau." He looked up at the sky, grabbed her forearm gently, and pulled her into a nearby restaurant. Just in time, too, because the moment they closed the door it started to storm.
"Thanks for that." She smiled sweetly and shruged off the brown trench coat she had been wearing over her gold evening gown.
"Nice dress. You want something to eat?" Remy asked. She smiled and slipped a peice of paper into his pocket.
"Sorry, I can't. See ya around, Monsieur LeBeau." She slipped out the restaurant and headed for her house. Remy pulled the paper out of his pocket. On it was written: Appel Moi 387-9512. He smiled and headed off in the cold rain.
Translations: Call me and obviously the rest is a number. Sorry I used an online dictionary.