The Destiny Arc: Pop Girl, Until Then
By Shimegami
Warnings: Shojo Ai, Dark, death-ficcy, angst
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue.
AN: Second installment. From Mianko's POV. Oh, I get all info from the Japanese manga, such as colors and names and such.
The Destiny Arc Section Two: Pop Girl, Until Then
Ever since I was a little girl, I had wanted to be a star. I went to everything: dance, vocal, piano, you name it I did it. I won several awards
by the time I was seven. I was perfect. I was happy. That is, until my thirteenth birthday.
Until a little white cat named Artemis stepped into my life.
He changed me. At first, it wasn't so bad. I was Sailor V, Soldier of Love and Justice. I was popular, the real pop girl. I was the embodiment
of the word.
Until I moved back to Japan.
I had fallen in love with Allan in England, yes, and thought it was real love.
Until Tsukino Usagi stepped into my life forever.
The first time I saw the Bishojo Senshi Sailor Moon, I felt something in me. Like with Allan, but a hundred times stronger. Memories of the Silver
Millenium came and went, and I pined both after Sailor Moon and Princess Serenity.
Then I discovered they were the same person.
It was a major make-over. The graceful and poised princess; the clumsy and hyperactive teenage school girl.
But I still fell in love with her at first sight, or rather, again.
Then, once again, my world was shattered. This time for the worst.
Chiba Mamoru and Tsukino Usagi were in love that was destined to be. Their love would survive everything.
I hated it.
I wanted to kill Mamoru, to hell with destiny and the New Silver Millenium. I wanted my Usagi.
Then, once again, we faced a terrible battle. And as I watched their love survive another impossible obstacle, I felt my heart slowly shatter,
and eventually fade away. She never knew. Nor Chiba-Usa or Ami. They were the ones that blindly followed destiny, giggled schoolgirls with dreams
and realities of true love. I watched Rei struggle against destiny with me, both in love with the shining light of the Moon Princess. I watched
Makoto follow Ami around like a little lost puppy, wishing that she would look at her once with mor ethat friendship. I watched as Setsuna immersed
herself in the time stream, running away from the looks Hotaru gave Chibi-Usa. And Hotaru, again, in love with the shining princess, just a different
one. I watched as Haruka and Michiru watched us, knowing our plot, and just looking at us with regret in their eyes.
I watched as every single one of my dreams crumbled into dust.
I watched as the pop girl known as the invincible Sailor V became just another shadow, victim of that sadistic thing known as Destiny.
I watched everything.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be perfect. I wanted to be the best.
Sailor Moon once again uses her love to overpower impossible odds.
Once again, the Royal Moon Family stands in the spotlight, while the rest of us stand in the shadows that we cast around ourselves.
The rest of us wanted to be perfect, too. We wanted to every bit as bright, shining, and pure as her.
We're not.
I was once the pop girl, the invincible Sailor V.
I was once perfect.
Now I'm not.
~Owari of Section Two~
AN:....Reviews? Flames? Chocolate-covered bishounen?
By Shimegami
Warnings: Shojo Ai, Dark, death-ficcy, angst
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue.
AN: Second installment. From Mianko's POV. Oh, I get all info from the Japanese manga, such as colors and names and such.
The Destiny Arc Section Two: Pop Girl, Until Then
Ever since I was a little girl, I had wanted to be a star. I went to everything: dance, vocal, piano, you name it I did it. I won several awards
by the time I was seven. I was perfect. I was happy. That is, until my thirteenth birthday.
Until a little white cat named Artemis stepped into my life.
He changed me. At first, it wasn't so bad. I was Sailor V, Soldier of Love and Justice. I was popular, the real pop girl. I was the embodiment
of the word.
Until I moved back to Japan.
I had fallen in love with Allan in England, yes, and thought it was real love.
Until Tsukino Usagi stepped into my life forever.
The first time I saw the Bishojo Senshi Sailor Moon, I felt something in me. Like with Allan, but a hundred times stronger. Memories of the Silver
Millenium came and went, and I pined both after Sailor Moon and Princess Serenity.
Then I discovered they were the same person.
It was a major make-over. The graceful and poised princess; the clumsy and hyperactive teenage school girl.
But I still fell in love with her at first sight, or rather, again.
Then, once again, my world was shattered. This time for the worst.
Chiba Mamoru and Tsukino Usagi were in love that was destined to be. Their love would survive everything.
I hated it.
I wanted to kill Mamoru, to hell with destiny and the New Silver Millenium. I wanted my Usagi.
Then, once again, we faced a terrible battle. And as I watched their love survive another impossible obstacle, I felt my heart slowly shatter,
and eventually fade away. She never knew. Nor Chiba-Usa or Ami. They were the ones that blindly followed destiny, giggled schoolgirls with dreams
and realities of true love. I watched Rei struggle against destiny with me, both in love with the shining light of the Moon Princess. I watched
Makoto follow Ami around like a little lost puppy, wishing that she would look at her once with mor ethat friendship. I watched as Setsuna immersed
herself in the time stream, running away from the looks Hotaru gave Chibi-Usa. And Hotaru, again, in love with the shining princess, just a different
one. I watched as Haruka and Michiru watched us, knowing our plot, and just looking at us with regret in their eyes.
I watched as every single one of my dreams crumbled into dust.
I watched as the pop girl known as the invincible Sailor V became just another shadow, victim of that sadistic thing known as Destiny.
I watched everything.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be perfect. I wanted to be the best.
Sailor Moon once again uses her love to overpower impossible odds.
Once again, the Royal Moon Family stands in the spotlight, while the rest of us stand in the shadows that we cast around ourselves.
The rest of us wanted to be perfect, too. We wanted to every bit as bright, shining, and pure as her.
We're not.
I was once the pop girl, the invincible Sailor V.
I was once perfect.
Now I'm not.
~Owari of Section Two~
AN:....Reviews? Flames? Chocolate-covered bishounen?