Title: Revenge
Chapter: three
Author: Dragon Gurl
E-mail: StarRose50@hotmail.com
Rated: PG-13

Standard Disclaimer: I do NOT own Sailor Moon, even though I wish I do.


Serena, the last royal of Opora, lost everybody she knew. Ever since the day she saw her parents died in the fire when she was 12, set by the army of Salpania, she vows to get even. Eight years later, after the hard training and suffering of the lost, she seeks her revenge. But when she became Salpania's Queen's guard as a disguise, she meets Darien, the prince. With the help of Darien, can Serena tear down the wall that's been keeping her so miserable all of these years? Or is she too afraid of love to ever let go?

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Serena turns around and there stood Darien. With his handsome face curved into a grin looking at her. She can feel his eyes burn into hers as he walk closer.
When he stopped, they were standing only a couple of inches apart.
"What made you come here Prince Darien?" Serena ask.
"I need to talk to you," said Darien.
"About...?"
"About you,"
"There's nothing about me that will impress you my prince,"
"But there's a lot of things unknown about you," the prince grin.
"Like...." Serena tried to turn away but his gaze wouldn't let her.
"Many Serena, Many..." Suddenly his grin turn into a frown.
"I-I-I don't understand,"
"But you do," Darien grab her wrist, Serena wince briefly. "Look I don't know what you are up to. But I know that you were at my room last night, trying to run a dagger through me! Now, that isn't a nice thing to do to a prince you know," he whispered.
"What do you mean?" ask Serena, her voice barely a whisper.
"Ever thought about trying to cover those blonde hair of yours before attempting to kill your target without getting caught? I was the only one that spotted your blonde hair while you jumped off my window." He held her wrist tighter, the grip was intense, once again Serena wince.
'My hand is going to fall off any second!' thought Serena. 'Serena you better do something before this angry man rips you into pieces.' Serena look around, no one was at the garden except the two of them. Her fighting ability was no match for him, it wouldn't be a good idea to slug him in the jaw.
"Now what are you up to?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," said Serena as Darien's grip tighten. "There's a lot of blonde here at the palace. I'm not the only one that has blonde hair."
"You know absolutely well what I am talking about, Serena. Or should I say... Serena, the last royal of Opora?"
Serena gasp ", H-how?"
"It isn't a good idea to write a secret like that on the back of a painting, especially while in the enemy's territory."
"You went into my room? Have you no respect?" How could he have found the writings on the back of the painting? It was just an ordinary painting hung on her wall just like the others. Just hope that he didn't uncover the paper of her plans hidden inside of that painting. 'How dumb can you get Serena?' she scowl at herself 'Maybe you should've tried to remember the plan instead of writing it down' but her other part says 'But I have bad memories!'.
At night, sometimes when she gets too angry and needed something to do she would write her plots and plans and who she is on the painting. She didn't think anybody would discover a writing on an ugly painting like that one.
"Don't forget, you were also at my room, holding a dagger!" said Darien.
"Your highness!" came a voice. It was one of the king's servant.
"What is it?" ask the prince.
"The King wishes to speak to you,"
"I'll be right over," said Darien. The servant returns to the King.
Darien glares at Serena, still clutching her wrist. "You are so lucky!" said Darien letting go of her wrist. He headed for the King's quarter leaving Serena at the garden by herself.

'Whew! Yes I was!' thought Serena. 'But I won't be for long'
She quickly ran to her room, bumping a few of the maids in her haste. "Sorry!"
When she got to her room she ran over to her closet, slip on her black clothes, grab the painting on the wall, and jumped on her horse heading for the woods.

"Father, you wish to talk to me?" ask Darien. He was standing beside his father's bed, who looked pale and fragile.
"Darien?"
"Yes father," reply Darien.
"Come closer," said the King in his very weak voice.
Darien didn't know what to do, he was closest to the bed as possible. "Uh...sure father," said Darien.
The King squinted but the picture of Darien was a blur to him.
"Why don't you put your glasses on?" inquired Darien.
"Oh-OH! I forgot. I'm getting so old," said the king reaching for his glasses but couldn't find it.
"Here," said Darien, grabbing the black rimmed glasses and handing it to his father.
"Oh thank you Darien," said the King putting on his glasses. "Now what was it that I was going to say. Oh-oh yeah.
"Darien you know that I am getting old. And your time to become King is nearer. You know what to do. Before the time comes, I want you to find a wife. I want to see my grandchildren before I leave this world behind."
'A *wife*!?! Grandchildren!?! I'm not ready to have a wife and children. I need more time!' thought Darien. "Uh...father, but who will I marry?" 'Augh! Out of all the question, that one came out' thought Darien.

Serena lights a fire as the painting lie ontop of yellow and orange leaves. The fire danced at the end of the wooden stick. She drop the stick and the leaves went in flames...including the picture. 'There! Now no one will ever find you!' thought Serena. 'And Darien won't know my plot!' And with a not so triumphant smile, she remembered Darien knew who she was.
As she rode back to the palace, she putted the painting and the writings to a dark corner in her mind. The sky above turned gray. 'Oh great, a storm is arriving. Better get to the palace before I get soaked and wet.'

"A ball! Why that's a great idea!" said the queen.......

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