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Deep, dark in the dreary mist of the hellish all mighty Negaverse, the destructive Queen Beryl, has her long awaited revenge. "I finally have enough energy to send that cursed child and her damn court to my eternal dimension." She said proud. The pale witch wickedly laughs. "Calbert, Com-nu-cha." Beryl chanted the forbidden hymns of her ancient race. The tone in her voice, so deep and true. She knew exactly what to say and how. Beryl had waited all her life to send the moonchildren away. She longed for their heartache and suffering. Without love or hope, Beryl was damn proud of herself. She kneed before a tower of a black brass idol. The idol was the queen of all evil, Metalia. The brass rocked and tuned, left to right. It concocted high winds at an extraordinary velocity. Beryl's hellfire hair spun around her body, incasing it. The curls slowly dropped as a new form of Beryl was created. Her hair grew longer, from red to turnip purple. The dead of night-blue gown grew longer and she became taller. Her piercing shoulder claws had disappeared and the nasty skin became a pure white silk texture. Beryl looked more like a queen of righteous thoughts than of death and destruction. The idol image broke open. An aura of green and yellow arose from the shattered pieces. The odor of old decay from it had no effect on the enchantress what so ever. The only thing that flourished her mind was prevarication and chaos. "I summon you queen of the past. Deliver me the ancient incantations of our sacred race. I summon you." The throne room shifted back and forth. Loud screeching, thunder crashing, was all occurring in and outside their world. White letters appeared from no-where. Beryl mouth dropped as the letters came together to form scriptures in a crimson and raven colored book. She arose and reached for the book in mid-air. "Contention, Elimination. From the wickedness of east and west, to the dark power of north and south. I curse you children of the white moon. I send you to my island of loneliness and despair. Meet for a day and then never again. If a man and his party should come forth. The spell shall be broken, but not by my hand. If a thousand years should pass, and that shall not be so, you and your court shall remain for all eternity. The moonchildren will have no recollection of their past lives with no awareness of the curse." As the last words fell from Beryl's lips, the book escaped from her hands only to burst into a blaze. Beryl laughed. Serena and her handmaidens were unaware of the fact they were cursed. In the steep lavender sanctuary, they prayed for the silver millennium to continue on.
One by one, each chaperone faded away. For some reason, Serena wasn't fading. She reappeared and faded once more. Serena placed her silver-sapphire tiara on the marvel floor. She closed her serene blue eyes and faded one last time. Almost a thousand years later, the spell was ready to be set for sure. As long as Serena and her court were out of the picture, that satisfied Beryl immensely. She had conquered the moon in Serenity's absence. Queen Serenity spent five hundred years in search of her daughter and the others. When she arrived for hope, she eyed Beryl in her throne chair. A battle had begun, but no one had one the fight. Beryl and Serenity had destroyed each other. The moon kingdom disappeared as though it never existed. The five reaming royal girls were gone forever. Or are they?
THIS IS THE END OF THE INTRODUCTION. YEAH I KNOW IT'S SHORT COMPARED TO OTHERS BUT I WANT TO GET RIGHT TO THE POINT. HOPE TO SEE YOU IN CHAPTER ONE WHEN IT GETS OUT. MOON LOVE !!