I once knew I girl who thought she owned Sailor Moon. She is in a mental
institution now. I don't know Sailor Moon, nor have I ever tried to feed
cheese cake to elephants at the zoo. (Wanna hear something weird? I've
never been to the zoo.)
I have no clue where I am going with this, so if you are wondering why the first chapter was so short, it's because I didn't know what to write. *blush *
Chapter 2
The next morning found Endymion riding across the desert, followed by two men. The first was half asleep and mumbling threats under his breath.
"It's bloody… 4 o'clock… I… sleep…need sleep," a disgruntled Andrew muttered from time to time, while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Greg glanced over at his friend and smiled shaking his head before turning back to the maps that marked off their course. Greg knew how important this was to Endymion; his family depended on finding this one girl. Greg himself was not optimistic; he knew the chances of finding this girl were very slim. He never relayed his fears to Endymion; Greg knew hope was the only thing he had.
Endymion continued to ride, ignoring the protests of Andrew. Andrew was his best friend, but even his didn't know how important quest was to him, no one did.
His friends never knew what it was like to have your parents there one day, and not the next. To grow up knowing your parents were gone, but still being able to look at them, and touch them but have to accept they would never be able to do the same for you. His family was so close… yet so far away. He could see them, but they would never respond to his stories, chide him on his antics, smile at him and say they were proud of- Endymion quickly wiped the moisture out of his eyes and sped up his camel. He would find the girl if it was the last thing he did. He would have his family back.
A young girl ran through the tents, weaving in and out of people, her blonde hair blowing after her. Behind her ran an older girl calling, "Serena, Serena, get back here! Serenity!"
The blonde girl stopped suddenly, as if she had been stung. That name had been a sore spot for her. It symbolized a forgotten dream, a forgotten life. The elders of the tribe said they had just found her one day, a babe lying under the precious little shade a tree could offer. The only links to her past were a necklace with a crystal attached to it, and a baby blanket, the name 'Serenity III' embroidered neatly into the corner. Whoever she was, no, who ever she used to be came from a rich family. Though it seemed to the others that Serena had given up looking for her family, she continued to search for a link to her past. The pain of a forgotten past remained with Serenity, even 15 years after she had begun her new life.
"Yes Luna?" Serena asked, masking the pain in her voice with a small smile.
Luna noticed the change in the younger girls attitude and realized her mistake.
"I'm sorry," Luna said softly before continuing, briskly, "You need to finish your chores, don't let me catch without them done."
Serena nodded and turned back the direction she had come, noticeably subdued. Luna watched the retreating figure quietly. She could remember the day Serena was found. Her father had found her one day while he was scouting the area for food. Luna was only five, when her father had brought the little bundle home, announcing it as her little sister. Luna was more of a mentor to Serena that a sister, but she loved her the same. Luna had taken on the responsibility of taking care of Serena innately.
Growing up, Serena was just like all the other kids, but with one difference, she had the power to heal. Luna could remember one day she had hurt her ankle running after Serena.
* * *
"Ha, you can't catch me!" shrieked a young Serena dashing thought crowds.
"Serena! Get back here no-ack!" Luna managed to gasp before falling face first into the dirt. Serena turned, ready to mock Luna, but the smile on her face disappeared, and she made a 180-degree turn upon seeing Luna.
"Luna! Are you okay? I'm sorry," Serena said repentantly.
"I'm fine," Luna reassured the girl, "it's just my ankle. Go and get papa….Serena what are you doing? Go get papa."
Serena had kneeled over Luna's ankle and appeared to be concentrating.
"Serena, what is the matter with you? Go get- how…how did you do that? My ankle, it's fine, it does not hurt at all."
***
That day, the tribe had rejoiced and accepted Serena and her gift fully. Serena had the responsibility of mending the wounded and taking care of the sick. People had been coming from all over to see Serena. Luna and Serena had separated from the tribe and began living in town, so that all the people with aliments could have access to her healing abilities.
Luna looked in the direction that Serena had run, but the young girl had disappeared into the distance.
"Oh Serenity," Luna said softly, even though she loved Serena as a sister, she could not help wondering who she really was.
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Well, I guess that's it. I should write more, but it is one o'clock, this should tide you over for now. Oh ya, finals are coming up, so it mat take a while for me to update, but once summer vacation starts I'll be back in full swing, not that I've being writing long enough for anything to be in full swing, but whatever. Ok, thank you for reading, bye bye. (oh remember to review!)
I have no clue where I am going with this, so if you are wondering why the first chapter was so short, it's because I didn't know what to write. *blush *
Chapter 2
The next morning found Endymion riding across the desert, followed by two men. The first was half asleep and mumbling threats under his breath.
"It's bloody… 4 o'clock… I… sleep…need sleep," a disgruntled Andrew muttered from time to time, while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Greg glanced over at his friend and smiled shaking his head before turning back to the maps that marked off their course. Greg knew how important this was to Endymion; his family depended on finding this one girl. Greg himself was not optimistic; he knew the chances of finding this girl were very slim. He never relayed his fears to Endymion; Greg knew hope was the only thing he had.
Endymion continued to ride, ignoring the protests of Andrew. Andrew was his best friend, but even his didn't know how important quest was to him, no one did.
His friends never knew what it was like to have your parents there one day, and not the next. To grow up knowing your parents were gone, but still being able to look at them, and touch them but have to accept they would never be able to do the same for you. His family was so close… yet so far away. He could see them, but they would never respond to his stories, chide him on his antics, smile at him and say they were proud of- Endymion quickly wiped the moisture out of his eyes and sped up his camel. He would find the girl if it was the last thing he did. He would have his family back.
A young girl ran through the tents, weaving in and out of people, her blonde hair blowing after her. Behind her ran an older girl calling, "Serena, Serena, get back here! Serenity!"
The blonde girl stopped suddenly, as if she had been stung. That name had been a sore spot for her. It symbolized a forgotten dream, a forgotten life. The elders of the tribe said they had just found her one day, a babe lying under the precious little shade a tree could offer. The only links to her past were a necklace with a crystal attached to it, and a baby blanket, the name 'Serenity III' embroidered neatly into the corner. Whoever she was, no, who ever she used to be came from a rich family. Though it seemed to the others that Serena had given up looking for her family, she continued to search for a link to her past. The pain of a forgotten past remained with Serenity, even 15 years after she had begun her new life.
"Yes Luna?" Serena asked, masking the pain in her voice with a small smile.
Luna noticed the change in the younger girls attitude and realized her mistake.
"I'm sorry," Luna said softly before continuing, briskly, "You need to finish your chores, don't let me catch without them done."
Serena nodded and turned back the direction she had come, noticeably subdued. Luna watched the retreating figure quietly. She could remember the day Serena was found. Her father had found her one day while he was scouting the area for food. Luna was only five, when her father had brought the little bundle home, announcing it as her little sister. Luna was more of a mentor to Serena that a sister, but she loved her the same. Luna had taken on the responsibility of taking care of Serena innately.
Growing up, Serena was just like all the other kids, but with one difference, she had the power to heal. Luna could remember one day she had hurt her ankle running after Serena.
* * *
"Ha, you can't catch me!" shrieked a young Serena dashing thought crowds.
"Serena! Get back here no-ack!" Luna managed to gasp before falling face first into the dirt. Serena turned, ready to mock Luna, but the smile on her face disappeared, and she made a 180-degree turn upon seeing Luna.
"Luna! Are you okay? I'm sorry," Serena said repentantly.
"I'm fine," Luna reassured the girl, "it's just my ankle. Go and get papa….Serena what are you doing? Go get papa."
Serena had kneeled over Luna's ankle and appeared to be concentrating.
"Serena, what is the matter with you? Go get- how…how did you do that? My ankle, it's fine, it does not hurt at all."
***
That day, the tribe had rejoiced and accepted Serena and her gift fully. Serena had the responsibility of mending the wounded and taking care of the sick. People had been coming from all over to see Serena. Luna and Serena had separated from the tribe and began living in town, so that all the people with aliments could have access to her healing abilities.
Luna looked in the direction that Serena had run, but the young girl had disappeared into the distance.
"Oh Serenity," Luna said softly, even though she loved Serena as a sister, she could not help wondering who she really was.
~~~~~~~~
Well, I guess that's it. I should write more, but it is one o'clock, this should tide you over for now. Oh ya, finals are coming up, so it mat take a while for me to update, but once summer vacation starts I'll be back in full swing, not that I've being writing long enough for anything to be in full swing, but whatever. Ok, thank you for reading, bye bye. (oh remember to review!)