Through your eyes
Part 3: Revelations
By: Lady of Earth
E-mail: kawaii_lady@fushigiyuugi.net
Edited by: Alex-chan
Rating: PG

Disclaimer: Er...I don't own Sailor Moon

"Are you absolutely sure she's the Chosen one?" Spoke up Endymion.
Merlin hid a smile, "Do you doubt me, Endymion?" He asked,
pretending to be serious. Endymion sighed.
"Of course not, master. You are, after all, the one that knows." He said.
Though he was thinking that his Master might, after all, be wrong.
Things like that do tend to happen, regardless the fact that
Merlin's
predictions have never been wrong for over two hundred years.
"Then why question my judgement?" Asked Merlin.
"I do not question your judgement, it is simply unbelievable that a
girl so...fragile and innocent as Serenity could be the chosen one."
He explained.
"Ah, but be aware, my apprentice, that the rose is beautiful and
looks
so delicate and yet, it has thorns to keep her enemy away." Merlin
spoke
with a smile. Endymion frowned, "But people can still harm the rose,
once they go pass her thorns."
He pointed out.
"Do remember, Endymion, you were once a young sheep herder the older
boys picked on." Reminded Merlin.
Endymion groaned. "Master, must you remind me?" He asked, frowning.
Merlin chuckled. "Go on now, we must prepare her for her first
training
session." Spoke Merlin.
Endymion nodded. "Are we using basic martial arts, Master?"
Questioned Endymion.
Merlin shook his head. "We will start with sword fighting."
He said firmly.
"But Master," began Endymion, ready to protest if it weren't for
Merlin's stern look. He gulped then nodded.
"Very well, Master." He spoke solemnly.

Serenity walked down the stone steps of the castle. Her room was quite
big for a castle so small. The castle was bigger than her home of
course, but nevertheless she had seen bigger castles before. As she
got to what seemed to be the studying room, as there were books in
shelves
of different sizes and a big desk in the middle of the room
where there was a lamp, papers and a few other things.
She looked around the room. It reminded her so much of her father's
study, before he died and they moved away.
"Serenity, there you are!" Exclaimed a voice.
She turned around quickly to look at Merlin.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wander in here." She apologized.
"Do not apologize. I need you to come outside with me." Merlin
explained.
"What ever for?" She asked.
"For your training of course!" Merlin exclaimed as if it was
obvious.
"Do you still believe I am this chosen one you are looking for?"
She asked.
Merlin nodded. "I do not believe, I know." Merlin spoke.
"How can you be so sure?" She whispered.
"You see child, I know a pure soul when I see one. And you are one.
Only Chosen ones have pure souls." Explained Merlin.
Serenity gave a short laugh.
"Pure? I have no pure blood. If I were pure, I wouldn't be living in a
tiny house behind the hills with my mother waiting for the day when
I can run away." She spoke bitterly.
"You have not gone over your father's death." Merlin queried.
She shook her head. "He was murdered. And I want the killer to pay. No
pure hearted soul could ever want revenge, let alone have the need to
kill." Serenity said with fire in her eyes.
"Child, you will now learn how to cope. How to defend yourself.
And soon after, I will tell you the purposes of the Chosen Ones."
Merlin told. Something told Serenity not to decline.
She sighed. "Then I suppose we better start." She said softly.

As Serenity and Merlin walked out of the castle and to the open
fields, they saw Endymion standing in the field with Apollo perched
on his shoulder. Endymion and Serenity exchanged polite smiles while
Apollo and Merlin shared knowing looks.
"We shall begin with sword fighting." Merlin announced.
Endymion looked at him with disbelief.
"Sword fighting? Shouldn't we begin with basic martial arts
instead?" Asked Endymion.
"Why so, Endymion?" Queried Merlin with a mischevious glint in his
eyes. "To spar straight away, why that is simply-" he couldn't
finish. I beg your pardons, Sirs, but I do believe I can defend
myself." Spoke up Serenity, defending herself.
"Excuse me?" Asked Endymion, with surprise.
"Why, my father was a knight and an excellent swordsman, he taught
me well." Serenity told him, "It would be you that I would worry
about."
Endymion was speechless. He never thought there would be another
side of this girl. He must have much to learn. He looked at his
Master who just smiled. Endymion resisted the urge to groan, for
this gave Merlinanother chance to lecture him that nothing is what
it seems to be.
"Let us bring out the swords." Spoke Merlin.
He clasped his hands together and murmered a few words and two
silver swords appeared on the ground before him. On one of the
sword's handle was a mark of a golden crescent moon and while on the
other, was a symbol of a silver falcon. Endymion picked up the sword
with the silver falcon.
"The sword Endymion holds is called the Silver Destiny, which was
made by the same person who created Excaliber." Informed Merlin.
"The sword of King Arthur?" Whispered Serenity with awe.
Merlin nodded. "That one," he began, pointing at the sword with the
golden moon, "Is called the Golden Era. It has been used by every
Chosen one. Passed down from the very first generation of the Chosen
ones-"
Merlin paused and looked directly at Serenity. "-to the recent
generation. Take it, Serenity. And it will prove to you that you are
indeed, the Chosen one." Told Merlin. Serenity looked at the sword
and hesitated. She didn't want to pick it up with fear of what it
might lead to, but to prove Merlin wrong, she had to pick it up. She
took another look at it and picked it up. Merlin smiled with
satisfication.
"Let us begin." He announced.
Just after he said it, the sounds of metal meeting metal was heard
by the loud 'clang' of the two swords. While he thrust his sword in
his means to attack, Endymion took mental notes as all his attacks
were blocked off by Serenity's sword.
What used to be a cheerful and fragile glimmer in her eyes turned to
a determined and courageous shine. No longer did she looked helpless,
but instead, challenging. In no time, it wasn't Serenity who was
blocking off attacks, but Endymion. It was all he could do, for he
had never seen any warrior fight like Serenity. What he thought was
an innocent and scared girl proved to be the best sword fighting
partner he had ever met. Endymion fought with a lot of people before
and Serenity is perhaps the best he had seen in a long time. Though
his mind voiced a reminder,
"She is a Chosen one after all." His thoughts were confirmed by a
kick he recieved from Serenity that lead for him to fall on the
ground. As he hit the ground with a loud thud, he groaned inwardly
and opened his eyes, only to find Serenity's sword resting
dangerously at his neck and the girl grinning down at him.
"Do you question me now, Sir?" She asked rather teasingly.
Endymion broke to a grin. He never heard her speak to him this way,
even though they've only known each other for a day; he liked it.
"You are a marvelous fighter, milady. I owe you my deepest apology."
He said from his place on the ground. Still grinning, she placed the
sword carefully out of the way and extended her hand, which Endymion
recieved more than gladly. Merlin smiled as Apollo gave an approving
nod.
"Fate is working overtime, I see." Commented Apollo.
"Ah, but she must have something up her sleeves, Apollo. For Fate
never works alone." Told Merlin.

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As she walked slowly to her house, her mind drifted off to the
mysterious man she met earlier. There was something so familiar
about him. She felt as if she had met him before. But why couldn't
she remember him? Was it because she didn't want to? Or perhaps,
another force was blocking her mind, so she couldn't remember. That
only if it was time, would she remember. She let out a short laugh
and shook her head. The book must have gotten to her head. She
looked at the cover carefully. And then noticed something, she
didn't know who wrote the book. Diana Ciel. She frowned and thought for
a second. From what she remembered from her old French classes,
Ciel meant sky. Diana, she also remembered was the goddess of the
Moon. A Roman version of Artemis. Why was she thinking this way?
This Diana Ciel was just another author. There was no need in
investigating her name. If she really wanted to know something, she
might as well look at the author's notes or introduction, right?
She flipped over the first couple of pages and found it strange.
It had no introduction, author's notes or even a dedication.
It was as if the book was written and was waiting to be forgotten.
And though she had yet to finish the book, it seemed to her that the
book was far too important to be forgotten. Of course, this was her
first time reading a book that wasn't classic literature. She
thought she would never be caught reading a simple little fantasy
book.
She had always loved reading, though after her parents' divorced,
she drowned herself into her world of books, hoping to lose her
contact with reality and to stay where she can be free. In her own
world of imagination; Where no one got hurt and there were no tears.
Where there are only stories of noblemen, kings and queens and even
pirates and in some, fairies. So what was happening to her? She was
always so serious, dedicated to her studies and often very
defensive. Her defensive attitude was sometimes mistaken for
agression, but she would never hurt anyone unless they hurt her
first. The defense comes up if she feels someone is getting too
close. After the divorce, she
swore to keep everything for herself. If no one knew her
and she had no one special, she wouldn't get hurt. No one would
leave her.


Review please!! Want to know what you think of this!!
Lady of Earth aka Aya-chan

"Life is a quest to gain the knowledge and courage one needs to survive."