A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews! I'm glad this story is taking off as well as the first. Anyhow, I know I'm starting late on the Halloween fic, but I will be doing one! It will likely not be finished for Halloween, but fingers crossed that this will help me get into the groove and bounce back into this story! Anyhow, the other reason it's taking so long for elf dawned is that besides brainstorming, I realized that the first draft of the first couple of chapters was a bit... spunky and unrealistic. :p I'm trying to fix that... So tell me if it's alright... I did a bunch of tweaking in this chapter and I don't know if I can tweak it any more... I'll probably get back to it later, but right now I'm pretty happy with the way I've designed this chapter so... Enjoy!

BY THE WAY!: Just a thanks to unlockurdestiny for pointing out that it's ELF DAWNED BOOK 2, not 1 on the bottom there. :p My bad... So I'll fix the other two chapters eventually. :p Just bear with me until I do. ^^ Sometimes the copy/paste method does have its drawbacks! :p

Disclaimer: All rights are reserved to Naoko. I do not own Sailor Moon, but the story is all my creation.

Summery: She came once, sucked under the spell of Endymion's eyes. She left, forgetting everything. Now she's back, learning it all over again... but this time, she's running for her life from the beginning.

Elf Dawned Book 2: By Chance...

Chapter 2:

When we got home, Aunt Rose set the gifts down in the big room and told me to open them. I was very confused, for she always told me to wait and get dressed into something fresh after a party before opening gifts.

I settled down and opened a few gifts. Five paintings that I found either gruesome or silly, three new dresses (two of them too large) and a knife set were part of the gifts. Then I came upon a small white box. I opened it and inside saw a star necklace that at the top had a glass case imprisoning a moon that floated on water.

Aunt Rose stiffened beside me and reached out for the box. She slipped her fingernail inside the folds that cushioned the necklace and took out a note. She quickly read it, and then ripped it up and set it inside her dress pocket.

I raised my eyebrow. Well... that was odd."What was that?"

"Instructions for the necklace. You're supposed to open the top right there and it will play music."

I was too tired to argue, or question her absurd behavior (or anything about today's events, for that matter) so I opened the lid and instantly a melody consumed me. It was a piano recording of the song Aunt Rose had been singing earlier... the one I had supposedly written.

"Uh... Aunt Rose-"

"I did send the song around, now that I think about it," she mumbled, averting her eyes to the side, something she's been doing a lot of lately. She only did that when she was lying.

"Aunt Rose. What's going on? Do you know the guy in the tree?"

She raised an eyebrow, looking both surprised and baffled. "The guy in the tree- what are you blabbering on about, Serenity?"

I sighed. "Never mind. It's just that I met someone today that... uh..." I paused. How could I possibly explain to my uptight aunt about Andrew and our conversation? It was way too weird, even for me. "Never mind," I said again.

"Alright then. Well, why don't you put that on and-"

Just then there was a knock on the door. Aunt Rose got up in a huff and walked to the door, swinging it open. "What do you want at this hour- oh! You're here... But why-?"

Then there was some hushed whispers.

Curious, I got up and walked around the corner, facing the door. There stood the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen.

He was tall, towering over my aunt by a few inches. He had broad shoulders and messy ebony hair that fell into his dark blue eyes, and brought with him the musky smell of mint leaves and chocolate. Looking at him now, I also got some sense of deja-vu.

Then he noticed me standing there, openly watching him, and nodded. I tilted my head in greeting, too, and he smiled a crooked smile. But then he was frowning again and said something to my aunt that I couldn't make out.

She shook her head and stepped away from him, then turned to me and smiled. "Serenity, this young man wishes to talk to you."

I gaped. "Me?"

"Yes, you. Now close your mouth before a fly flies in. Why don't you take him to the backyard?"

"Ah- the backyard?" I asked. In the back of my mind, I realized that I must sound like an idiot, repeating everything she was saying. But I couldn't help it. It's not every day that some handsome guy shows up at your door-step and wishes to speak to you... actually, it hasn't happened to me ever. Not once.

"Yes, now go. And take your cloak." I opened my mouth to protest, but she just shook her head. "It's getting chilly out there." Then she took a few steps over to me and hugged me. I froze, shocked.

This day was getting weirder and weirder.

When she finally let go, I stepped back and looked her over. She just shook her head again and whispered, "Go with the nice boy."

I nodded, feeling oddly that something of importance was going to happen in the backyard.

He came up to me and offered me his arm, which I took. His body heat penetrated through his jacket, and I found it kind of comforting.

With my other arm, I reached for my cloak. Then we went through our kitchen into the garden.

The air was fresh and smelt of roses – kind of like the stranger by my side. I inhaled the scent, savoring it. Nervous energy consumed me.

He smiled. "You like roses?"

I nodded. "I do. I started liking them when I was around thirteen, I think. Quite odd... I'd never noticed them before."

"How was your birthday so far, Serenity?"

I opened my mouth to ask how he knew my name, but then – he had come asking for me. Of course he would know my name... Ditto for how he knew my birthday.

"It was fine. Boring. I met the weirdest guy today."

"Who?"

"Some boy named Andrew, I think. Say, you know my name, however I don't know yours."

He nodded, and led me to the back of the garden. I followed, wondering why we were going to the messier part of it. As we came closer, goosebumps began to show up on my arms, and I began to feel a chill. I suppose I was grateful for once that my aunt was so strict. I wrapped the cloak tightly around my shoulders. "Did you like my gift?"

"Your – e-excuse me?" I said, slightly surprised at the abrupt change of subject.

"My gift. The necklace?"

"Oh, you mean this?" I fingered the golden locket.

"Yes. It was given to me when I turned sixteen."

"It was?"

"Yes. By a blond girl."

"But the song inside... Aunt Rose said I wrote it."

"You did."

"But then how did you..." I shook my head, unable to wrap my thoughts around the concept.

"Serenity, I've been waiting to meet you for quite some time."

"Sir... Ah... I didn't catch your name..." I said, flushing.

"I didn't give it."

"Oh."

There was an awkward silence that the man didn't seemed bothered by. I fumbled with my dress before finally looking up at him. "What is your name, sir?"

"Endymion."

My eyes widened in momentary shock. I could hear Andrew's voice, saying, "Well, Endymion's orders were to keep an eye out... I don't think that includes crashing the party."

Before I could move, or even blink, his arms were around my waist, picking me up and flinging me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing. I struggled, kicking and biting and punching his back, but he just carried me even further into the garden. "Don't worry, Serenity. I won't harm you. Nothing will harm you as long as I'm with you."

I stopped fighting, realizing that it was useless, and instead started screaming. "HELP! HELP!"

Then we were moving through a particularly untamed growth in our garden that never seemed to be in order. For as long as I remember, I would avoid it, knowing that something bad was mingled with the roots of these plants. Now we were going through it, and I could feel the hair on my neck rising.

When I stopped feeling the prickling of branches and leaves and vines, we stopped and Endymion settled me down carefully on my feet. I stumbled away from him, and tripped and fell on my butt. He laughed.

I grunted but didn't say anything, momentarily fascinated by the fact that I was sitting on sand.

And there was a lot of sand. And in the middle of this huge circle of sand was a bonfire, not yet lit.

Endymion walked over to me and held out his hand. I didn't take it, but got up by myself and brushed off my skirts. "What are we doing here? Where is here?"

He put his hand on the small of my back, somehow not noticing (or otherwise pointedly ignoring) the fact that I was inching away from him. "I will explain everything later. However, there are a few people who want to... meet you."

"Meet me?" The way he spoke, it was as if he was speaking to someone with amnesia. It made me mad and confused at the same time.

"Yes."

"I'm not going," I said stubbornly. He couldn't make me go anywhere! How dare he think he can?

He raised an eyebrow. "Well, why ever not?"

I put my hands on my hips and shook my head. "'Why ever not?' Well let's see: You just kidnapped me in my own backyard, somehow it's suddenly dark, and there is sand everywhere, and although it's completely illogical to think so, I'm pretty sure you had something to do with it! Not to mention your friend Andrew creeps me out, so naturally I don't trust someone like you."

His blinked his dark blue eyes that I found very familiar, then sighed. For a moment, I thought I saw something like... sorrow... in them.

But then again, I'm as good at reading eyes as I am reading someone's palm.

"Serenity, please don't make this difficult."

"I will so make this difficult! Now, I'm going back to my aunt. Good day, sir-"

Suddenly, he was holding my wrists in his hands, not tight enough to hurt me, but firm enough that I couldn't escape easily. My blood went cold with the familiarity of it. It reminded me of how the stranger with the green eyes in my dreams often grabbed me. He reminded me of the stranger with the green eyes in my dreams who often grabbed me. "I'm afraid that that isn't going to be one of your options."

"Let go!" I gasped, trying to pull away. He held on tightly, an annoyed look on his face.

"Just hear me out –oof!" I had lifted my knee and connected with his groin. He doubled over, but still held on. I was about to kick his shins but he straightened up and pulled me over his shoulder again. I cried out in surprise, and he grunted. "Why do women always make things like this so tough?"

"Let me go! Put me down! I demand to be put down!"

"Serenity, please calm yourself. I said I wont hurt you-"

"Well forgive me for not believing you! Now put me down!"

He grunted again, but began to walk forward. Then, suddenly, he set me down and settled on my knees. I leaned back, propping myself up with my elbows, trying to get as far away from him as I could. "What are you doing!"

"Listen, Serenity, I swear to you that I won't hurt you – but you have to work with me here!"

"I-"

"No! I'm not finished!"

I shut my mouth, staring at him wide-eyed.

He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. Then he focused his eyes on me, and visibly softened. "I never want to hurt you, Serenity. All I want is to help you." He put his hand on my cheek and ran his thumb down to my jawline. I shivered, and cursed myself for doing so. "You're in danger at the moment. Your parents got involved with someone very... uh... unstable when they were alive. Your Aunt Rose went to me a year ago, asking me to help." He paused, and then leaned back, putting both his hands into his pockets and searching for something. Then, with his right hand, he took out an envelope and handed it to me. "Your aunt told me to give you this if you were being difficult. Good call, actually."

"What is it?" I asked cautiously.

He shrugged, which made him look kind of boy-ish. "I don't know. I didn't go through it. I do hope it doesn't say to stab me, though." He smiled weakly, and I realized that it was supposed to be a joke. A lame one, yes, but a joke. It did help me feel less threatened, but my guard wasn't going down anytime soon.

I took the envelope cautiously and held it in my fist, not bothering to open it. Endymion just sighed when he realized that I didn't intend to.

"So why did you have to kidnap me to bring me here if Aunt Rose asked you for help?" I asked.

"Well... you see, we didn't actually know when he was going to strike. He was able to watch you for a long time because of a... gift... that you possess. However, about three years ago when you were thirteen, something happened and... well..." he winced. I tilted my head. "Basically, he couldn't track you anymore because the glow that you gave off from the gift faded. You had agreed to get rid of it. It was partially my fault, partially Beryl's... and, of course, you didn't seem to like it to begin with. Anyhow, there was a slight problem when we tried to get rid of it. Amy – the person who did the surgery – had cut off only half of a worm that lives inside of you to give off that power and... well... it seemed to have been growing back it the last three years. And, as your glow got stronger, he was able to start tracking you again.

"When we cut off part of the power source, we had also erased some of your memories by mistake, which is why you can't remember me, Amy, Mina, Frost, Andrew... anyone at all, nor the events that took place, including the surgery. When you forgot, you also cut us out of your life, so we kept our distance. Your Aunt asked us to help when she realized that the guy who's after you was coming closer. I had been watching you personally, but sometimes I sent some of my friends to look out for you when I wasn't able to make it. Today, Andrew saw something, and he reported it to me. Because we don't know what it is yet, we have decided that it would be safer to have you here with us. Of course, it was mandatory to have you leave as soon as possible."

He was blabbering, and in the process giving me a headache. I couldn't follow half of what he was saying. Who were all those people? "I still don't get why you kidnapped me," I finally interrupted.

He looked at me thoughtfully. "Serenity, if I showed up and told you this story calmly, would you have believed me?"

I shook my head. "I still don't believe you. You sound like a raving lunatic."

Endymion nodded. "Exactly. And if I had told you that you needed to come with us, you would have put up a bigger fight and it would have been near impossible to pull you through into my world. Even your aunt, I doubt, would have been much help."

I sighed. "But – I –"

"Serenity, I know that you have no reason to trust me. You wouldn't even if you had your memories... but you'll have to make due. Besides... everyone's missed you lately. It'll be good for them to see you again, and it'll be safer for you here."

"But what about my Aunt Rose?" I could feel that this fight was closing, but I desperately didn't want it to. I was wary and tired and just wanted to wake up.

"She has nothing to do with your world, nor my world. He wouldn't be interested in her."

"But what if he tried to use her as bait to get to me?"

Endymion smiled at me and slowly stood up and offered me his hand. This time, I took it. "We have someone constantly watching her. But she is not our priority. You are a very important person, whether you know it or not. Your death could mean the death of thousands of others that are already rare to begin with. Normally, about three years ago,we wouldn't have bothered to help due to... an incident of a sort that had driven both of our worlds apart. However, your time here has shown us that not all of your people are bad, and we had been working on a treaty to bind our worlds as of late."

I nodded, and reluctantly began to follow him into what seemed to be the town of... wherever it was that we were. The buildings were tall and round, and even breathtaking, but I wasn't so interested in the surroundings as I would have expected to be. The buildings and houses seemed... natural... in the way that they stood, in this world. In fact, it would have actually seemed odd to see normal houses and buildings here.

As for why I was walking with him, I told myself, is because I would let him think I was obeying and would, eventually, get the heck out of wherever it was he was taking me.

"Serenity?" he asked, looking at me from the corner of his eye.

I looked up at him, suddenly feeling quite shy in his presence. Of course, now that I looked at him, he didn't seem like the type to be violent, what with his shining eyes and open face. But there was something I hadn't trusted about him before. Slowly, I felt my walls begin to crumble. I couldn't help it. He was familiar to me... if that made any sense. I wanted to believe him; I wanted to get to know him. But I also didn't.

"What do you remember about your thirteenth year?"

I frowned at the question, confused, but strained to remember anyway. "Well... I remember... a dream I had. But that's about it, I guess. I hadn't found it odd until you mentioned it... I remember everything after the dream, but not before..."

"What was the dream about?" he pressed, looking curiously at me.

"Well... I remember walking through something like this town with two girls and a... sort of talking toy, I guess. I had a broken leg, and it was in a cast, and my dress was torn up. I was covered in bruises, and hurt all over. They led me to something like the growth in my backyard that you took me through, and then I remember my Aunt Rose and how she had canceled class that night. But when I awoke, I remember looking at myself and there wasn't anything wrong with me or the dress, and the cast was gone... But it felt weird, somehow. Like the dream actually happened, you know?"

He nodded. "Have you considered that perhaps it did happen?"

I looked at him in surprise. "What do you mean, sir?"

Endymion shook his head. "Please, don't call me that. It makes me irritated. Just call me Endymion. Or Endy, as Frost likes to call me... Anyway, back on topic. There was something that happened before that could have healed your body. You had... uh... drawn some power for yourself, to use for a battle, but I suppose there was enough left to heal you. Your aunt must have gotten rid of the cast and replaced the dress."

I opened my mouth to protest, but was taken off guard by a castle that we were approaching. My jaw dropped the rest of the way down.

Endymion smiled. "Like it?"

I nodded mutely, staring at it.

"Well, good, because that will be where you will live for quite some time from this moment on."

I opened my mouth, then closed it. Then opened it again to say something, but nothing came out.

"Welcome back, Serenity, to my home."

Finally, I was able to look at him as we approached the steps. I stopped. "Who... who are you?"

"I am Endymion, elfin prince of Elf City."

TBC

A/N: So there it is. :p Now, I don't know when the Halloween story will come out, but the first chapter will be out soon. Just a heads up, it will be called Casimir Mansion. (Enter scary ghost music) LOL alright, so review and tell me if you liked this chapter! ^^