Hey all!! This is my first fic. Yeah!! And a crossover at that. He he. I've been reading fanfics for as long as I can remember and I finally decided I needed to write one. I've had this idea for a while now, but I just decided to post it. Hope you guys like it!
*How many years have passed? Tens, hundreds, thousands? All these years I have spent training, alone. I forget what it is like to have someone else to talk to, I don't even know if the others are alive anymore. I used to know so much. I remember once, I was fluent in every language known to man, over time that knowledge has faded, leaving only Tsuki-go, Nihon-go, and Ei-go. How time affects our minds. I know my fist language is dead, but to me, it is the only thing I have left still alive from my home. This life of lonliness is beginning to play with my mind. Chiykyuu has begun to show signs of life again, but that cannnot be. Unless, somehow, Serenity-sama did that with her final blast. She had the power, after all she made me what I am today, immortal. She gave me this curse of lonliness and depression, this life of despair; it only seems natural she could give love and life to others. If so, Serenity-hime could still be alive! This dark, desolate planet holds nothing for now, it is only a reminder of Beryl-sama's treachery. If Serenity-hime were down there, would she remember me? Would I be welcome? Could I possible have a chance at love and friendship? I must go anyway, even if she is not there. An evil force is slowly drawing nearer, if she and her court cannot be there to stop it, then that lively planet will be doomed. If the Princess and the Sailor Senshi cannot be there, than Sailorlilith will.*
Hey! What do ya think, short, I know. Give me a break, it's only the prolouge. I know all you people are just gonna waiting at your computers just to get a chance to read more of what I write so that you can flood my mailbox (or review thingy . . . whatever) . He he . Me and my active imagination. Comments, I'll take them all – good and bad. I'm probably one of the only writers who prefers bad to good so flame me as much and as brutal as you can. I can take it. Well that's all.