Disclaimer: We shall see where this goes. This is my first ever FanFic and I haven't written for fun in years! Feel free to leave me comments/suggestions. I do not own Sailor Moon or any of its characters. Juat borrowing them and putting them in my own scenarios.

Prologue:

The warm sun smiled down on the small figure below. The fifteen year old barely felt it, with the storm raging within her soul. Even the seashore, which usually felt like a place of solace and comfort did nothing to console her. Bits of rock cut into her bare feet and a wisp of soft aquamarine hair floated around her face, both of which she paid no mind. Staring blankly out over the ocean, she tried to make sense of her raging thoughts.

Clenched to her chest was a small rod with a crescent shaped planet fixed atop. I didn't ask for this! She thought bitterly to herself. I didn't ask for the responsibility to choose between life and death. I didn't ask...Fate had other ideas though. It had swooped in and stolen her childhood, her hopes and dreams. Restless ocean waves reflected in her blue eyes as if they sensed the turmoil within her. Her memories of the occurrences from the Silver Millennium had not all returned- precious few in fact. She knew she had been Neptunian royalty and a soldier as well. That was another lifetime ago. It's so... not me, thought the slender artist. I'm no fighter. My paintings and violin are my life. No, they were my life. Her fist squeezed the Henshin wand until she thought it would break, taking with it all her fears and worries. Unfortunately, the smooth metal remained intact sealing her destiny.