(A.N.) This "chapter" isn't very much at all. It's barely the size of an essay for school. It's just, like I've said, I don't know where this story was going and any help would be greatly appreciated. Once again, this is just to tide you over until I figure out where this was going. :

Disclaimer: I have nothing funny to say, so I'll just spit it out. Darien isn't mine and neither is Sailor Moon. --

Serena squinted her eyes as she struggled to adjust to the change in lighting. She could vaguely remember where Beryl's "kingdom" had once been located but would someone, who's hope it was to be Queen of the world, make it so easy to find her? She struggled to climb over jagged rocks, and seemingly endless holes. She was worried about herself, but she more worried for Darien. What if it was her fault that Beryl had captured him?

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Darien squinted in the dark. It had only been hours since Beryl had told him her nefarious plans and then left him alone. He could feel Serena, like she was beside him. A connection that could never be broken, despite the fact that their hearts were no longer one. As he realized that Serena was gettting closer to him, he tried to call out. But realized it was pointless, since he couldn't speak. He tried to send mental vibes to her, Please Serena. Get out of here! But knew she couldn't hear that either.

He wanted to punch something, anything. How was it that a love that was supposed to be healing, could hurt so much? He would break her heart, again. He knew it was the only way. Beryl was under the impression that this situation would make Serena mope and become uncaring. But it would be the opposite. She would try to make everyone happier than her. She would try harder to save the world. Darien smiled bitterly, this was for the best.

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She knew that she was nearly next to Darien. But yet, any hope she had at finding him was getting dimmer. She didn't want to find him anymore. She was afraid to. Would he be happy to see her? Happy she came to save him just like old times? Or would he be angry and tell her to leave him alone? Or worse, what if he hadn't been captured at all? What if he had come here willingly?

And thus, the seed of doubt was planted.