I'm BAAACCCK! ^^; Well, let's see, WELCOME TO CHAPTER TWO OF MOONLIGHT
MAGICK!! Enjoy your stay and I hope you REVIEW. ::grins happily::
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Disclaimer - OMG.. I really DON'T own SAILORMOON?!?!??! ::runs around wailing:: BUT I THOUGHT I DID!! Ehh.. okie, well as you can see, I don't own SMOON.. So, put that phone down and don't even think of calling a lawyer! :;whispers:: Plus, if you do sue me, all you'll get is a tube of toothpaste and maybe a toothbrush! ^^; I own only this idea/plot and the characters that I make up.
Chapter 2 -
The man sighed as he turned away from the young woman on the cot to the woman, faintly outlined within the shadows. He replied hesitantly, "Physically, she'll be fine. But I'm not too sure about mentally or emotionally."
The voice in the shadows asked incredulously, "What do you mean?"
As soon as those words left her mouth she stepped from the darkness. She was a young woman, no older than sixteen. She was tall for her age, easily towering the slight form in the cot by at least three inches. She looked up at the older man with a questioning gaze; her sea green eyes showed worry in their depths as her sun streaked auburn hair curled slightly, framing her tan face.
"If I had gotten to her but a moment later, she may have been raped," started the man, feeling fury towards the two men. "God knows what else they would have done," he bit out through clenched teeth.
He could feel the burning rage flowing through his body as he clenched his fists, turning the skin over his knuckles white. His fiery eyes flashed as he looked out the window. He forced himself to calm down before looking back at the woman that was standing now at his side. She peered into his eyes with her own inquiring about the subject.
"Darien, has she not yet tapped into her powers?"
"It seems she has, but.. Shhh.. Any more questions shall wait until she awakes," he said, whispering the last sentence as he gestured to the sleeping form. Darien and the young woman held each other's gaze as a silent conversation seemed to pass through their eyes for several moments before she nodded her head and he silently left the room. Lita took down the covers and gently slid off the girls' tattered clothes, folding them neatly and placing them on a desk in the room. She brought the covers back over the younger woman, and taking the clothes with her, shut the door softly behind herself as she left the room.
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Serena's mind drifted from the darkness of an empty dream, as she smelled the wafting aroma of what seemed like bacon and eggs. She struggled through the heaviness of her eyelids as she tried to open them. Soon, groggy and clouded azure eyes stared blankly up towards the ceiling. She rubbed the sleep away from both eyes, momentarily waiting as her eyes adjusted to the semi dark. She turned over in her bed aware that something didn't feel quite right, but because she couldn't put a finger on it, she shrugged and dismissed the thought from her mind.
Serena reached a hand out to turn on her lamp beside her bed, only to find open air. Immediately Serena was alert and awake, adrenaline and fear pumping through her body. Her subconscious mind had recalled the past events, but her mind had refused them. Now, she stared in wonder as her psyche was bombarded with images of the night before. She threw back the covers, which before had seemed comforting, but now seemed to suffocate her. She swung her long legs over the cot and stood up. It's cold in here, she noted with a shiver. Then looking down she saw the reason why. She had been sleeping in the nude! Well, she rolled her eyes, close enough in any case. She was clad in only her white demi-bra and pink cotton bikini panties. With a quiver, she looked around for her clothes. As she surveyed the room for her clothes her subconscious mind noted the clean and tidy room with the cot she had been sleeping on in one corner, a desk in another corner, and a small chest that could have had clothes placed inside. She headed towards the chest, and upon opening it, found naught but a thick layer of dust. With a snort of disgust, she slammed it closed, disturbing the dust as it whooshed back out at her before settling. With a quick series of sneezes, she began to wave the dust away and then threw herself back down on the cot grumbling about stupid men and dust.
Serena's mind began to wander back to yester night's events. She worried that maybe one of those men had actually raped her. All she could remember was biting 'Shorty's' hands and then his curses as he punched her full in the cheek. At that memory, Serena lifted a hand to gently touch her bruised cheek and felt the soreness the man's hands had left. Everything after that was a blank.
A knock from the door disturbed her thoughts, jerking her back to reality. She quickly brought the covers over her naked body and snuggled in, pulling the covers until they were under her chin. She closed her eyes and feigned sleep as the doorknob twisted and the door opened quietly. Then, a man's figure filled the doorway, his broad shoulders making the door's width seem minute in comparison. Serena kept her eyes slightly open so she could try to see who her captor was.
Without warning, the man spoke, startling Serena and drawing a small gasp, "I do know that you're awake. Also, you should be terribly hungry," he continued soothingly, "So if you'd like to eat, Lita has prepared something for you."
He turned to leave, then looked back at the petite form. His gaze fell across her face as she struggled inwardly with her own mind, whether or not she should continue 'sleeping.' Finally she opened her eyes completely, gasping softly as she got the full view of the man in front of her. My God, he's a brunette Apollo!, her mind seemed to scream at her. He's the definition of an Adonis, she thought. He had thick black hair that curled slightly at his nape, with startling deep blue eyes, both traits belying his Irish background. He was tall, Serena guessed about six feet - one, give or take an inch. He was about the same height as Lanky, but whereas Lanky was scrawny, this man was broad shouldered and wired with muscles that seemed to bulge and flex at every movement he made, much like a panther, lending the man a sleek grace to his step. His flat stomach and tapered waist could be seen as he had only donned a pair of jeans and nothing more. Serena's heart seemed to beat faster within her chest as she continued her perusal of the half naked man before her. His legs were lean, long, and well muscled. Shorty, who had been wide of girth and long of torso with short legs, was a complete opposite of this man. This man, with his wide shoulders and washboard stomach, appealed to each and every one of her senses. Her gaze, after traversing the length of his body, returned to his face to find a curious gaze within his eyes, reminding her of his earlier question.
"Oh, umm... yes, that would be nice..." Her voice trailed off once again as she looked into his sparkling eyes, which now held a bit of humor in them. It seemed eternity had passed before he finally turned his head and yelled over his shoulder, "Lita! She'll be eating now!" With that said, he took one last look at her sitting upright with the blanket clutched over her bosom, bid his adieu, and walked back out.
Wow, was Darien's main thought. Even bedridden she still looks beautiful. He walked down the corridor and down the stairs. In his mind, imprinted, was a petite girl with golden tresses. He stopped on the bottom step with his hand on the banister as his mind wandered elsewhere. In his mind, he saw a young lady with a small pixie-like face, sky blue eyes and a small straight nose. She had a gentle curve to her cheek with accentuated cheekbones. The blonde hair that tumbled down her back in gentle waves framed her creamy white shoulders. He couldn't quite make out her figure through the thick blankets, but he could guess that it was petite and slim.
Darien's eyes refocused as he remembered her breakfast and continued to walk. He entered the kitchen to Lita's humming. She had put an enormous breakfast on a tray. She finished pouring some orange juice into a glass and then handed the tray to Darien.
"Careful," Lita warned, "If you get any of that onto the carpet, YOU are cleaning it up."
A grunt was all the response that Darien gave as he walked back out of the kitchen, balancing an overloaded tray in his hands.
Soon after Darien had departed from Serena's room, she rearranged the pillows to her liking. After a few minutes, Darien reentered the room carrying a tray with scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, and a glass of orange juice. He looked up to see that she had propped up the pillows and had been looking out the window. She looked up tentatively as he came closer and once again marveled at his form and lithe grace. He cleared his throat then put the tray down onto the desk. With a start, forgetting her meager clothing, Serena got out of her cot to head over to the breakfast feast. As soon as she reached the desk where the food lay, she looked back up at the man to smile her thanks. She then noticed where his gaze had lingered, and looking down, gasped and brought her head back up as it turned a lovely crimson red. With a chuckle, Darien turned around to face the wall, of a sudden, finding it interesting. A glow still remained upon her cheeks as she took the tray and slipped under the covers of the cot. She settled the tray upon her lap and worked the blankets so that they covered her form and scantily clothed body.
Over his shoulder, Darien greeted, "My name is Darien. Raye, you should know her, is my cousin. I'll explain more later, but for now, eat and then I'll get Lita to bring up some. clothes for you." With that last word, he turned around and saw that one corner of the bedspread had slipped and a single pale orb encased in a bra was shown. His gaze lingered upon it, and soon another red hue spread throughout Serena's body as she pulled up the cover, high, stopping any more looks she might receive from Darien. His eyes went back to her face, and then with an abrupt turn, he left the room.
With a sigh, Serena turned and took the plate of cooling eggs and started to eat. She surprised herself at the vigor with which she ate and how well the food was prepared. It was absolutely delicious! After she finished, she gulped down the orange juice, content that her stomach was full. She replaced the tray onto the desk. Finished, she sat back and relaxed on the cot. Soon, she heard another knock on the door, but before she could reply, she hurried to place the covers back over her body, serving as a cloak. In a small voice she said, "Enter." This time, instead of Darien entering, a tall woman with sun streaked auburn hair and grass green eyes entered with clothes folded neatly in her hands. Her presence radiated strength and comfort as she studied the form huddled in the cover in front of her. Lita probed Serena's eyes, looking for any sense of evil or hostility. Finding none, she nodded, as if to say ok. She bid Serena to come out from under the covers with a wave of her hand. Hesitant, Serena got out and walked to the taller girl.
In a gentle and warm voice, the taller woman greeted the blonde, "Hey, I'm Lita. I'm Darien's sister. Unfortunately," she finished with a smirk.
Timidly, Serena looked up and seeing the warmth in the girls' eyes, she calmed and she replied, "Hello, I'm Serena."
With a small smile, Serena accepted the clothes that Lita had held out to her. With a grin, Lita left to leave Serena to change.
Serena unfolded the clothes and slipped on a pale blue tank top and a white skirt that fell an inch or two above her knees. Her white loafers had been placed on top with a pair of white socks. She pulled the socks on and slipped into the sneakers, lacing up the ties.
As soon as Serena had finished clothing herself, she pulled the door open and peeked out into the empty hallway. She looked to the left and found only closed walls. To her right there was another room and stairs descending to the bottom floor. As she left her room to walk down the hall, she heard voices resonating from the room next to hers. With a pause, Serena listened then knocked on the door. She wanted to go home. Her father was coming home today and plus, the servants must have been worried. She pushed open the door and found Darien and Lita in a heated argument.
"Let's take her back!"
"NO, we have to teach her to use her powers properly!"
"HA, the way you stare at her I'm more inclined to believe you just want a free excuse to be around her! Plus, you wouldn't know how to even go about teaching her how to tap into her powers.
"I do NOT ogle at her! God, Lita, SHE'S FIFTEEN!" Then, almost as an afterthought, "And I would, too, know how to teach her!
"So?? WOOOOWW, you guys are four years apart! So what? Fine-"
"Ahh. you guys mind shutting up and telling me what's going on?" Serena said, cutting Lita off, "You guys DO realize that I have no clue, whatsoever, as to what you're shouting and rambling on and on about."
Lita and Darien turned toward the open door and blushed at the slight rebuke. Serena entered the room, now that she had their attention, and sat down on an overstuffed chair. She turned toward Darien and Lita who were still standing, their faces still slightly crimson from the quarrel.
"Well you see, you were going to go to Raye's house yesterday to meet up with her because she had to tell you something urgent," Darien started after he calmed down. "It seems she has discovered something about one of her 'ascendants'. Have you ever heard about the legend of the five Sky priestesses? They were all great friends but fell upon tragedy."
"Yes, I have heard of that legend. Didn't they start up the Magick Circle? And weren't they the ones who first introduced Magick to Earth?" Serena questioned thoughtfully. "But still, what does that have to do with Raye and me?"
"Yes they did start up the Magick Circle. And yes, they were also the ones who first had Magick. But, haven't you ever wondered why you and only a few other people have Magick, Serena?" cut in Lita, before Darien could reply.
"Umm, yeah, so? I'm a direct descendant to one of those five aren't I? I just take it as something hereditary," stated Serena. She was beginning to doubt what meager information she knew about Magick's background.
"Yes, it is hereditary, to an extent. You see, only those five women could tap into the core of Magick. Their family lines would be introduced to it, but they can only handle and control a small portion," Lita said, matter-of- factly. "Recently, Raye has been doing research on the Magick Circle and it's five Sky priestesses. She has found an ancient book, a diary of some kind. In it, there's extensive information about Magick. Also, it talks about the five women being reincarnated after an extent of three hundred years, along with their loves. It was a chance for them to get what they had lost during those times. Also, one last chance to undo what they had done wrong."
"Lita, you seem to know a lot about this.." Serena trailed off.
"Yes, I do. You see, I'm also a direct descendant of one of those five women. Or you could say I'm one of them. Reincarnated."
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Me done with chapter two!! ::does a little jig:: WHHEEEE.. now y'all better REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!! ::glares at the people who aren't reviewing and bumps them toward the 'Submit a Review' button:: I want to know how you feel about the story and how you like it so far!! ^^; Kk.. BYE! ::runs out the door::
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Thanks to all the people that reviewed!! ^^;
Disclaimer - OMG.. I really DON'T own SAILORMOON?!?!??! ::runs around wailing:: BUT I THOUGHT I DID!! Ehh.. okie, well as you can see, I don't own SMOON.. So, put that phone down and don't even think of calling a lawyer! :;whispers:: Plus, if you do sue me, all you'll get is a tube of toothpaste and maybe a toothbrush! ^^; I own only this idea/plot and the characters that I make up.
Chapter 2 -
The man sighed as he turned away from the young woman on the cot to the woman, faintly outlined within the shadows. He replied hesitantly, "Physically, she'll be fine. But I'm not too sure about mentally or emotionally."
The voice in the shadows asked incredulously, "What do you mean?"
As soon as those words left her mouth she stepped from the darkness. She was a young woman, no older than sixteen. She was tall for her age, easily towering the slight form in the cot by at least three inches. She looked up at the older man with a questioning gaze; her sea green eyes showed worry in their depths as her sun streaked auburn hair curled slightly, framing her tan face.
"If I had gotten to her but a moment later, she may have been raped," started the man, feeling fury towards the two men. "God knows what else they would have done," he bit out through clenched teeth.
He could feel the burning rage flowing through his body as he clenched his fists, turning the skin over his knuckles white. His fiery eyes flashed as he looked out the window. He forced himself to calm down before looking back at the woman that was standing now at his side. She peered into his eyes with her own inquiring about the subject.
"Darien, has she not yet tapped into her powers?"
"It seems she has, but.. Shhh.. Any more questions shall wait until she awakes," he said, whispering the last sentence as he gestured to the sleeping form. Darien and the young woman held each other's gaze as a silent conversation seemed to pass through their eyes for several moments before she nodded her head and he silently left the room. Lita took down the covers and gently slid off the girls' tattered clothes, folding them neatly and placing them on a desk in the room. She brought the covers back over the younger woman, and taking the clothes with her, shut the door softly behind herself as she left the room.
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Serena's mind drifted from the darkness of an empty dream, as she smelled the wafting aroma of what seemed like bacon and eggs. She struggled through the heaviness of her eyelids as she tried to open them. Soon, groggy and clouded azure eyes stared blankly up towards the ceiling. She rubbed the sleep away from both eyes, momentarily waiting as her eyes adjusted to the semi dark. She turned over in her bed aware that something didn't feel quite right, but because she couldn't put a finger on it, she shrugged and dismissed the thought from her mind.
Serena reached a hand out to turn on her lamp beside her bed, only to find open air. Immediately Serena was alert and awake, adrenaline and fear pumping through her body. Her subconscious mind had recalled the past events, but her mind had refused them. Now, she stared in wonder as her psyche was bombarded with images of the night before. She threw back the covers, which before had seemed comforting, but now seemed to suffocate her. She swung her long legs over the cot and stood up. It's cold in here, she noted with a shiver. Then looking down she saw the reason why. She had been sleeping in the nude! Well, she rolled her eyes, close enough in any case. She was clad in only her white demi-bra and pink cotton bikini panties. With a quiver, she looked around for her clothes. As she surveyed the room for her clothes her subconscious mind noted the clean and tidy room with the cot she had been sleeping on in one corner, a desk in another corner, and a small chest that could have had clothes placed inside. She headed towards the chest, and upon opening it, found naught but a thick layer of dust. With a snort of disgust, she slammed it closed, disturbing the dust as it whooshed back out at her before settling. With a quick series of sneezes, she began to wave the dust away and then threw herself back down on the cot grumbling about stupid men and dust.
Serena's mind began to wander back to yester night's events. She worried that maybe one of those men had actually raped her. All she could remember was biting 'Shorty's' hands and then his curses as he punched her full in the cheek. At that memory, Serena lifted a hand to gently touch her bruised cheek and felt the soreness the man's hands had left. Everything after that was a blank.
A knock from the door disturbed her thoughts, jerking her back to reality. She quickly brought the covers over her naked body and snuggled in, pulling the covers until they were under her chin. She closed her eyes and feigned sleep as the doorknob twisted and the door opened quietly. Then, a man's figure filled the doorway, his broad shoulders making the door's width seem minute in comparison. Serena kept her eyes slightly open so she could try to see who her captor was.
Without warning, the man spoke, startling Serena and drawing a small gasp, "I do know that you're awake. Also, you should be terribly hungry," he continued soothingly, "So if you'd like to eat, Lita has prepared something for you."
He turned to leave, then looked back at the petite form. His gaze fell across her face as she struggled inwardly with her own mind, whether or not she should continue 'sleeping.' Finally she opened her eyes completely, gasping softly as she got the full view of the man in front of her. My God, he's a brunette Apollo!, her mind seemed to scream at her. He's the definition of an Adonis, she thought. He had thick black hair that curled slightly at his nape, with startling deep blue eyes, both traits belying his Irish background. He was tall, Serena guessed about six feet - one, give or take an inch. He was about the same height as Lanky, but whereas Lanky was scrawny, this man was broad shouldered and wired with muscles that seemed to bulge and flex at every movement he made, much like a panther, lending the man a sleek grace to his step. His flat stomach and tapered waist could be seen as he had only donned a pair of jeans and nothing more. Serena's heart seemed to beat faster within her chest as she continued her perusal of the half naked man before her. His legs were lean, long, and well muscled. Shorty, who had been wide of girth and long of torso with short legs, was a complete opposite of this man. This man, with his wide shoulders and washboard stomach, appealed to each and every one of her senses. Her gaze, after traversing the length of his body, returned to his face to find a curious gaze within his eyes, reminding her of his earlier question.
"Oh, umm... yes, that would be nice..." Her voice trailed off once again as she looked into his sparkling eyes, which now held a bit of humor in them. It seemed eternity had passed before he finally turned his head and yelled over his shoulder, "Lita! She'll be eating now!" With that said, he took one last look at her sitting upright with the blanket clutched over her bosom, bid his adieu, and walked back out.
Wow, was Darien's main thought. Even bedridden she still looks beautiful. He walked down the corridor and down the stairs. In his mind, imprinted, was a petite girl with golden tresses. He stopped on the bottom step with his hand on the banister as his mind wandered elsewhere. In his mind, he saw a young lady with a small pixie-like face, sky blue eyes and a small straight nose. She had a gentle curve to her cheek with accentuated cheekbones. The blonde hair that tumbled down her back in gentle waves framed her creamy white shoulders. He couldn't quite make out her figure through the thick blankets, but he could guess that it was petite and slim.
Darien's eyes refocused as he remembered her breakfast and continued to walk. He entered the kitchen to Lita's humming. She had put an enormous breakfast on a tray. She finished pouring some orange juice into a glass and then handed the tray to Darien.
"Careful," Lita warned, "If you get any of that onto the carpet, YOU are cleaning it up."
A grunt was all the response that Darien gave as he walked back out of the kitchen, balancing an overloaded tray in his hands.
Soon after Darien had departed from Serena's room, she rearranged the pillows to her liking. After a few minutes, Darien reentered the room carrying a tray with scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, and a glass of orange juice. He looked up to see that she had propped up the pillows and had been looking out the window. She looked up tentatively as he came closer and once again marveled at his form and lithe grace. He cleared his throat then put the tray down onto the desk. With a start, forgetting her meager clothing, Serena got out of her cot to head over to the breakfast feast. As soon as she reached the desk where the food lay, she looked back up at the man to smile her thanks. She then noticed where his gaze had lingered, and looking down, gasped and brought her head back up as it turned a lovely crimson red. With a chuckle, Darien turned around to face the wall, of a sudden, finding it interesting. A glow still remained upon her cheeks as she took the tray and slipped under the covers of the cot. She settled the tray upon her lap and worked the blankets so that they covered her form and scantily clothed body.
Over his shoulder, Darien greeted, "My name is Darien. Raye, you should know her, is my cousin. I'll explain more later, but for now, eat and then I'll get Lita to bring up some. clothes for you." With that last word, he turned around and saw that one corner of the bedspread had slipped and a single pale orb encased in a bra was shown. His gaze lingered upon it, and soon another red hue spread throughout Serena's body as she pulled up the cover, high, stopping any more looks she might receive from Darien. His eyes went back to her face, and then with an abrupt turn, he left the room.
With a sigh, Serena turned and took the plate of cooling eggs and started to eat. She surprised herself at the vigor with which she ate and how well the food was prepared. It was absolutely delicious! After she finished, she gulped down the orange juice, content that her stomach was full. She replaced the tray onto the desk. Finished, she sat back and relaxed on the cot. Soon, she heard another knock on the door, but before she could reply, she hurried to place the covers back over her body, serving as a cloak. In a small voice she said, "Enter." This time, instead of Darien entering, a tall woman with sun streaked auburn hair and grass green eyes entered with clothes folded neatly in her hands. Her presence radiated strength and comfort as she studied the form huddled in the cover in front of her. Lita probed Serena's eyes, looking for any sense of evil or hostility. Finding none, she nodded, as if to say ok. She bid Serena to come out from under the covers with a wave of her hand. Hesitant, Serena got out and walked to the taller girl.
In a gentle and warm voice, the taller woman greeted the blonde, "Hey, I'm Lita. I'm Darien's sister. Unfortunately," she finished with a smirk.
Timidly, Serena looked up and seeing the warmth in the girls' eyes, she calmed and she replied, "Hello, I'm Serena."
With a small smile, Serena accepted the clothes that Lita had held out to her. With a grin, Lita left to leave Serena to change.
Serena unfolded the clothes and slipped on a pale blue tank top and a white skirt that fell an inch or two above her knees. Her white loafers had been placed on top with a pair of white socks. She pulled the socks on and slipped into the sneakers, lacing up the ties.
As soon as Serena had finished clothing herself, she pulled the door open and peeked out into the empty hallway. She looked to the left and found only closed walls. To her right there was another room and stairs descending to the bottom floor. As she left her room to walk down the hall, she heard voices resonating from the room next to hers. With a pause, Serena listened then knocked on the door. She wanted to go home. Her father was coming home today and plus, the servants must have been worried. She pushed open the door and found Darien and Lita in a heated argument.
"Let's take her back!"
"NO, we have to teach her to use her powers properly!"
"HA, the way you stare at her I'm more inclined to believe you just want a free excuse to be around her! Plus, you wouldn't know how to even go about teaching her how to tap into her powers.
"I do NOT ogle at her! God, Lita, SHE'S FIFTEEN!" Then, almost as an afterthought, "And I would, too, know how to teach her!
"So?? WOOOOWW, you guys are four years apart! So what? Fine-"
"Ahh. you guys mind shutting up and telling me what's going on?" Serena said, cutting Lita off, "You guys DO realize that I have no clue, whatsoever, as to what you're shouting and rambling on and on about."
Lita and Darien turned toward the open door and blushed at the slight rebuke. Serena entered the room, now that she had their attention, and sat down on an overstuffed chair. She turned toward Darien and Lita who were still standing, their faces still slightly crimson from the quarrel.
"Well you see, you were going to go to Raye's house yesterday to meet up with her because she had to tell you something urgent," Darien started after he calmed down. "It seems she has discovered something about one of her 'ascendants'. Have you ever heard about the legend of the five Sky priestesses? They were all great friends but fell upon tragedy."
"Yes, I have heard of that legend. Didn't they start up the Magick Circle? And weren't they the ones who first introduced Magick to Earth?" Serena questioned thoughtfully. "But still, what does that have to do with Raye and me?"
"Yes they did start up the Magick Circle. And yes, they were also the ones who first had Magick. But, haven't you ever wondered why you and only a few other people have Magick, Serena?" cut in Lita, before Darien could reply.
"Umm, yeah, so? I'm a direct descendant to one of those five aren't I? I just take it as something hereditary," stated Serena. She was beginning to doubt what meager information she knew about Magick's background.
"Yes, it is hereditary, to an extent. You see, only those five women could tap into the core of Magick. Their family lines would be introduced to it, but they can only handle and control a small portion," Lita said, matter-of- factly. "Recently, Raye has been doing research on the Magick Circle and it's five Sky priestesses. She has found an ancient book, a diary of some kind. In it, there's extensive information about Magick. Also, it talks about the five women being reincarnated after an extent of three hundred years, along with their loves. It was a chance for them to get what they had lost during those times. Also, one last chance to undo what they had done wrong."
"Lita, you seem to know a lot about this.." Serena trailed off.
"Yes, I do. You see, I'm also a direct descendant of one of those five women. Or you could say I'm one of them. Reincarnated."
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Me done with chapter two!! ::does a little jig:: WHHEEEE.. now y'all better REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!! ::glares at the people who aren't reviewing and bumps them toward the 'Submit a Review' button:: I want to know how you feel about the story and how you like it so far!! ^^; Kk.. BYE! ::runs out the door::
::turns back and says loudly:: IT DOESN'T TAKE AN HOUR TO SUBMIT A REVIEW ^^; Only a minute or so! ^^;