A Twist of Fate
Chapter 1
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Hey!~ This is my first attempt to write any story that is going to be finished... all my other stories are way to long and no longer have a purpose so they were never posted.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon in any way and have had no part in its creation. However this story was written by myself and I take credit for my work. All characters and scenes portrayed in this story are entirely fictionious. Any relation to a person, living or dead, is purely coincedental. Thank You

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Hotaru sat at her computer. Her eyes scanning the screen as she read. Her lips curved upwards in amusement. She had to admit, this was the most interesting story she read so far. *Ahh the wonders of fanfiction*

"Hotaru!" Michiru called, "If you don't take your eyes away from that computer screen you' re going to ruin your eyes!"

"Awwww.. but Michiru-mama!!" Hotaru whined, "This story is SOO good!"

Michiru smiled, "All right sweetie, but don't blame me when you have to wear glasses!!"

Hotaru just ignored that last comment. Finally she finished the last paragraph of the story. She sighed. *I wish my life was more interesting.*

Unfortunately, after all the battles ended, there was no longer a need for sailors scouts. With their memories erased, the scouts enjoyed a 'normal' life.

~In another dimension~

Heero sat typing at his computer. The usual grim expression painted on his face as he completed his homework. Homework was usually the last thing on his mind but today was different. Starting almost 3 hours earlier than usual, he began to write his summary on the movie they just watched.

After the last battle was over and all mobile suits and gundams were destroyed, there wasn't much left to do. The 'highlights' of their day would be to go to sleep. The gundam pilots still contacted each other, after all, they did go to the same school.

*I sincerely wish, with all that I am, that there would be some excitment in my life.* Heero thought while writing down the next sentence of the summary.


Just then a shooting star shot through the sky granting both their wishes.

~Back in Hotaru's Room~

"Hotaru! Go to sleep! It's 12:30am!" Haruka called.

"Oh. All right!" Hotaru called back.

She shut down her computer and crawled wearily to bed.

A loud ringing woke Hotaru up.

"I should really turn down the alarm clock" Hotaru muttered. She stretched and opened her eyes, walked out of her room and...

~Hotaru's room, Gundam World.~

"AHHHHH!!!!"

It took a full minute before she realized that she wasn't at home. The settings were the same but it felt different somehow. It took another minute to realize that she was in a dorm room, at a school she's never been to.

"Well, this is definitely..." Hotaru paused, "Interesting."

She found that all her clothing, books, schedule, and just about everything else was here. It was like she had always lived here.

"I better get to class." Hotaru said.

Snatching her books and her schedule, she left her dorm in search of her first class :english.

~Quintessence* Academy, Gundam World~

"Hey!"

Heero turned around just in time to dodge the rock that was thrown at him. He cocked his eye brow.

"You shouldn't be throwing rocks in a school."

"Well, that was for speeding up when I told you to 'wait up'" Duo said in his arrogant manner.

Heero's eyes held amusement as he watched his best friend go on about the meaning of 'wait up'

Just then the bell rang and they headed off to first period: english.

Heero handed in his summary, neatly done and printed out. The teacher looked at him in surprise.

"Well Heero, I suppose there's a first time for everything. At least you handed in homework that was still legible." the teacher commented.

Heero just walked to his desk and sat down.

Just then a girl with purple/black hair burst in.

"Sorry I'm late." she said, "My name is Hotaru Tomoe and I'm new here."
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*Quintessence: n; 1: essence. 2: perfect example of quality