A/N: Hay all… sorry I know I know… I should be working on my other stuff… like 'A New Princess'. But I just couldn't resist myself with his story. It seems so charming! Well… its kind of a cross between Ever After, and A Knights Tale. (I love both of those movies so much!!!!) But the characters are mostly sailormoon characters.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any sailormoon Characters in this story… but there are a few of my own! Well the only character, character that I made in this chapter is Missy. I don't mind if ya'll use her! She's a hot rocken old nanny! In every chapter I'll tell what characters are mine.
A/N: well anyways… Heath Ledger is so HOTT! Ok sorry just had to say that! ^-^ He's 100% hottie!! Anyways… stop reading this laymo message and get to the good part! The story!! ^_^
Enjoy! And Read and review!!
Chapter 1: An Ella's Prologue
"Father! Wait for me!" a young girl giggled as she ran behind a vary large horse. It was pure white and seemed to shimmer in the sun. Her blond hair flew behind her. It also shimmered in the sun. It was golden and elegant for a 6 year old. The horse halted and the little girl ran up to it. "Father! May I come with you? Oh please may I?" She begged.
"I'm sorry marguerite… I must go on this journey alone. I'll take you next time… I promise!" He said rubbing her head. She leaned into his hand. Her name wasn't marguerite… but her father called her that. It meant daisy in French.
The Father lent down and kissed the young daisy on the cheek and then blew on it. "There and know… my kiss to you is pour toujours," He whispered to her. She tilted her head.
"Father… what does that mean?" She asked. He smiled gently at her.
"It means for always my child. For always. Serena." He smiled and road off. She smiled and waved at him and he turned and waved back.
"POUR TOUJOURS!" She called after him. "You and me father…. Pour toujours." Serena turned and saw her stepmother standing there. The woman had tears. But Serena couldn't tell if they were fake or not.
She had a mother… a radiant mother if any. Her mother had long silky pale blond hair and it was so long. She did it up in two buns so it wouldn't drag on the floor. Her name was… Lady Selena Danielle LaChance.
Serena wanted her hair that long, and to put it up in two high buns with long pigtails falling down… like her mothers was. But at the age of 6, she could only make small ones.
The next month Serena was swinging in the front lawn reading a book when a man came. He came with a carriage and many horses. But one certain horse caught Serena's eye. It was pure white and seemed to shimmer in the blazing hot sun.
She closed her book and walked up to the horse. One of the men accompanying the other men looked at the child with sorrow. "Excuse me sir…" She said confused. He looked at her.
In the distance her stepmother and stepsisters left the mansion and came outside to see what was going on. Serena stroked the horse. "This horse. She is my Fathers." She said holding onto the rains.
"I am afraid child…" The man said and looked at his hand, "That she was your fathers." He said. Serena didn't quite understand this. She tilted her head but the men just kept walking. She didn't let go of the horse though.
"Lady Nehalania Mecherett!" The first man called. Her stepmother walked forward proudly. She stood in front of the man. " Milady… are you not the wife of Sir Darien Helios LaChance?" He asked and she nodded.
"I am quite sorry to say that the knight has died. He died in the battle with the Spanish. I am quite sorry. You have all my deepest condolences." The man said. She covered her mouth in shock. Serena hadn't heard what the man had said. She saw her stepmother begin to break down though and knew it wasn't good. She led the horse to her stepmother.
"Stepmother… what has happened?" She asked her. Nehalania looked at her with hurt eyes. Serena tilted her head. "Has something happened to father?" She finally asked.
"Young one… your father had… I'm afraid he has. He has passed on." He said. Serena gave him another funny look. And it was obvious that the man had no idea what he should be doing.
"Passed on were?" She asked him quite innocently. The man smiled a little at the young lady.
"Young maiden, your father has left to another place, far better, and beautiful then earth could ever be. I am afraid that the sir shan't be returning, but he'll always be with you." The man said to her leaning in. Serena tilted her head. She wanted to go with him she wanted to be by his side in that beautiful place.
"I want to join him… could you take me?" She asked him, hugging her book gently. The man got glossy eyed and said…
"No, love, I can't." Serena curved her eyebrows and stepped back slightly.
"But father said Pour toujours… That means for always. When he says something he always means it. My father is a honest man." She said trying to piece what ever was happening together.
"I'm sure he meant it, love. I'm sure he did…" The man said and turned to leave. But then it hit the young girl. It hit her hard in the chest.
"Wait sir…" She said walking a way to him leaving the snow-white beauty behind. "Is my father… is he… dead?" She asked. The man looked back at her with a concerned face then nodded slightly before kicking his horse as hard as he could yelling "Yah!" and riding off. Serena watched him and looked at the book in her hand.
She watched as one tear dropped, then another and within seconds the book was flooded and she ran into her room hitting her two-step sisters in the shoulder. She cried 'Pa-pa! Papa!" all night long… for a month. He was all that she had. He was her only family.
"Papa…" a woman murmured in her sleep. "Pa…" she was cut off.
"SERENA!" she heard a shout. She woke up quickly. She sighed after noticing it was only her snobby stepsister. She crawled out of her bed groggily and brushed her hair, her long, long hair. She sighed to herself remembering that day… 10 years ago. "SERENA!" it screeched again. She changed her cloths, still groggily.
Her hair went to the middle of her shins. It was beautiful, and shined in the sun. She tied it up in its usual buns, like her mother always did. She smiled at the picture of her mother hanging on the wall. She missed her so much, but not nearly as much as her father.
"Serena!" it shouted again. Finally she responded.
"I'm coming! Just hold your horses!" She yelled quietly. More like talking then like yelling. She walked down the wooden stairs. Finally she made her way to the kitchen, were they all sat.
At the end of the table was her stepmother, Lady Nehalania Mecherett. She was quite ugly… at least Serena thought so. She had a long nose and red curly hair. Her hair was way too curly. She had a big, hideous mole to the left of her unusually long nose. Serena still had no clue why her father ever married that witch…
She sighed and found the pots and pans. On the right of her was her eldest stepsister… Ray Mecherett. She was stubborn and quite loud. Actually she had her eyes on the prince of all England. She had black raven hair, that wasn't so bad looking. She always did fancy things with it, like put jewels, and sparkles in it. And some how she always made her breasts look much larger then they actually were…
On the left side was the only "family" member that Serena got along with. She had long blond hair, and was plain and simple. Not at all like Ray, who had everything perfect. Her hair went to about her butt. Serena's hair went to her knees when she put it up. Lady Nehalania hated Mina for her plainness… all she wore in her hair were ribbons.
Besides them there were a lot of other maids, butlers, and things like that. She cooked some eggs, and fixed some bread. She served the food and grabbed some for herself, then left to go read. "Don't forget to gather berries today Serena. We might be having guests for dinner." She said.
Well Serena grabbed a basket and some money from Lady Nehalania and headed to the market to restock on some things. "Missy… would you like to come with me?" She asked to a maid. She was an elderly woman, with many wrinkles. But she was loads of fun to talk to, and very wise.
"Of course, milady! Wouldn't miss it for the world!" she said smiling and grabbing a basket. She smiled and they walked out together. Missy had a slight Irish accent. Very easy to get used to.
Well what do you think? Good? Bad? Ugly? Tell me! And sorry for any spelling mistakes! I tend to suck at spelling! ^_~* But I have learned to live with it… here's a sneak peak of the next chapter… and sorry this one was so short and meaningless… it's the prolog… so yea!
Serena walked through the streets picking out breads, and vegetables and chatting with Missy, until they came to a sign. The sign was outside the arena for jousting and such things. She stopped in front of it and motioned to Missy.
"Missy look at this!" She exclaimed pointing to the poster.
Stay tuned and see what happens next… with our Medieval Serena. And remember to REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
P.S. there will be no sailormoon in this its AU, and very OOC so yea… go on… review!