A.N. To all those that may have been confused: I hope this chapter might
help. (Else, it might confuse you more ( ). If anybody wants to know
anything, you are most welcome to e-mail me. Thanks for reviewing.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, I'm broke, so please don't sue. (She smiles wryly through her gold plated teeth and eats another tin of Caviar)
Without warning, Serena collapsed to the floor.
"I don't think that I can do this," She said, her hands shaking with fear. "It's just too much, too much." She repeated, talking more to herself then the other girls with her. "I don't want to do it again. Let's go, let's go now." She said, standing up and pushing all the elevator floor buttons, but the elevator didn't budge. "Come on," She begged, her voice starting to crack, she was ready to start crying any second. "I want to go, I can't do this," She repeated over and over to herself and dropped back down to the floor. Her friends were dreadfully worried. They had seen her cry before, a lot in fact, but this was something else.
"Please," She whimpered to herself, peeling the paint of the wall, her fears finally taking a hold on her made her pass out.
......xxx.......Serena's Dream.....xxx..........
Serena opened her eyes slowly, she had woken up inside a beautiful room. The windows adorned with lace, beautiful ivory wallpaper matched perfectly with the soft, white carpet.
"Where am I?" Serena thought to herself inspecting the gold leaf, embedded into the wallpaper. Serena gazed down at herself, she was wearing a beautiful white gown. It was laced at the top, pulling her in tightly, like a corset. The bottom of her dress was like something out of a fairy tale. It was long and it flowed behind her as she walked about the room.
"Hello?" Serena called, walking out of the room. "Is any body here? Hello?" She asked again, walking down the corridor. The red carpet felt like feathers under her feet, and she suddenly realised that she was not wearing any shoes. 'How odd.' She thought to herself but dismissed the notion immediately. She continued walking, admiring the paintings on the walls, and on occasion, she admired herself in one of the many gilded mirrors.
The corridor soon ended, with two huge white doors blocking her path. Hesitantly, she turned one of the crystal doorknobs. A blinding white flash came from out of the room, soaking her face in a dazzling light.
"Hello Serena," Came a voice from out of the light. It took a moment for Serena to adjust her eyes. Sitting on a throne was a beautiful woman, about 30 years of age. She had long flowing dark green hair, tied up in a ponytail, high on top of her head.
"Hello," Serena answered, dazed and confused.
"Please, sit down," The woman said, and directed her hand to a chair next to her own. "I know you must have many questions, Serena. I shall try to answer as much as I can, but we don't have long."
"Why?" Serena asked, sitting down on the chair next to the woman. The chair itself was looked and felt as though it was made out of a cloud, although to Serena's surprise it was quite stable. "Why don't we have long?" Serena asked, her head feeling slightly giddy.
The green haired woman smiled. "Because you are going to wake up soon."
"I'm dreaming?" Serena asked, and pinched herself on the arm quite hard.
Again the lady smiled. "Both yes and no." She said and tucked a green strand of hair behind her ear. "Your special, Serena. The fate of the future rest's upon your shoulders."
Serena blushed slightly, but the colour in her cheeks disappeared fast and was replaced by a silver tear rolling down her cheeks. "But the future," she started, gently wiping away the tear, "I've been there, I've seen it. It's awful, the world is... doomed." She said, tears welling in her eyes as the memories came flooding back to her.
"No, it's not." The lady comforted. "There is hope. You are their hope."
"But I tried," Serena said, her tears streaming out of her eyes like a dam breaking. "I failed. I died." Her lip started trembling, "The world died."
"No, it didn't." The woman said. "As I was saying, Serena," She handed Serena a silver embroidered handkerchief, "You are special. Not just because you bare the weight of the future, but because you have the ability to see the future, or at least, a future that might be. You didn't travel to the future Serena, only you mind did."
"But It was real," Serena objected. "I touched things! I was real!"
"No, you have the power of premonition." The green haired lady interrupted. "What you saw was only a vision of things to come."
Serena played with the bottom of her dress. 'Premonition?' Serena thought to herself. 'I thought that only Mars and Neptune could see the future?' She swallowed the lump in her throat. "So when I died," Serena began, looking down at the white tiled floor. "I, umm?"
"You only woke up, back in the real world."
"But my friends said that I fell out of the sky?"
"You were lucky, actually Serena. You climbed up on top of the roof of a shop and jumped off." The lady smiled sympathetically at Serena. "You were in a trance, wandering alleys of the city for days before you jumped."
"Wait," Serena said, walking straight up to the woman and looking her in the eye. "Who are you? How do you know all this?"
The woman cleared her throat. "I am a Sailor Scout from the Future," she answered. "I have to power to travel through time and through dreams." She smiled a proud smile. "You knew my great grandmother, Trista."
"Then tell me, please," Serena begged. "The future, what happens?"
"I told you before," The woman answered, her eyes carefully studying Serena "Only you hold the fate of the future, Serena. What you do in the present changes the future. You can change what you saw Serena! You can still stop the Dark Moon!"
"Help me," Serena begged, "I don't want the world to turn to darkness. Please help me!"
The woman rose up from off her throne. "You don't need me. You have more power then you can possibly imagine." She placed a soft hand upon Serena's face. "Find your power, Serena. Find it and you can fulfil you destiny."
"What, what is my power? What is my destiny?" Serena called out, but the woman and the room started to fade out, swirling in to each other in a blur of blinding white light.
"Your destiny," a faint voice came from out of the light, "is to save the world."
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, I'm broke, so please don't sue. (She smiles wryly through her gold plated teeth and eats another tin of Caviar)
Without warning, Serena collapsed to the floor.
"I don't think that I can do this," She said, her hands shaking with fear. "It's just too much, too much." She repeated, talking more to herself then the other girls with her. "I don't want to do it again. Let's go, let's go now." She said, standing up and pushing all the elevator floor buttons, but the elevator didn't budge. "Come on," She begged, her voice starting to crack, she was ready to start crying any second. "I want to go, I can't do this," She repeated over and over to herself and dropped back down to the floor. Her friends were dreadfully worried. They had seen her cry before, a lot in fact, but this was something else.
"Please," She whimpered to herself, peeling the paint of the wall, her fears finally taking a hold on her made her pass out.
......xxx.......Serena's Dream.....xxx..........
Serena opened her eyes slowly, she had woken up inside a beautiful room. The windows adorned with lace, beautiful ivory wallpaper matched perfectly with the soft, white carpet.
"Where am I?" Serena thought to herself inspecting the gold leaf, embedded into the wallpaper. Serena gazed down at herself, she was wearing a beautiful white gown. It was laced at the top, pulling her in tightly, like a corset. The bottom of her dress was like something out of a fairy tale. It was long and it flowed behind her as she walked about the room.
"Hello?" Serena called, walking out of the room. "Is any body here? Hello?" She asked again, walking down the corridor. The red carpet felt like feathers under her feet, and she suddenly realised that she was not wearing any shoes. 'How odd.' She thought to herself but dismissed the notion immediately. She continued walking, admiring the paintings on the walls, and on occasion, she admired herself in one of the many gilded mirrors.
The corridor soon ended, with two huge white doors blocking her path. Hesitantly, she turned one of the crystal doorknobs. A blinding white flash came from out of the room, soaking her face in a dazzling light.
"Hello Serena," Came a voice from out of the light. It took a moment for Serena to adjust her eyes. Sitting on a throne was a beautiful woman, about 30 years of age. She had long flowing dark green hair, tied up in a ponytail, high on top of her head.
"Hello," Serena answered, dazed and confused.
"Please, sit down," The woman said, and directed her hand to a chair next to her own. "I know you must have many questions, Serena. I shall try to answer as much as I can, but we don't have long."
"Why?" Serena asked, sitting down on the chair next to the woman. The chair itself was looked and felt as though it was made out of a cloud, although to Serena's surprise it was quite stable. "Why don't we have long?" Serena asked, her head feeling slightly giddy.
The green haired woman smiled. "Because you are going to wake up soon."
"I'm dreaming?" Serena asked, and pinched herself on the arm quite hard.
Again the lady smiled. "Both yes and no." She said and tucked a green strand of hair behind her ear. "Your special, Serena. The fate of the future rest's upon your shoulders."
Serena blushed slightly, but the colour in her cheeks disappeared fast and was replaced by a silver tear rolling down her cheeks. "But the future," she started, gently wiping away the tear, "I've been there, I've seen it. It's awful, the world is... doomed." She said, tears welling in her eyes as the memories came flooding back to her.
"No, it's not." The lady comforted. "There is hope. You are their hope."
"But I tried," Serena said, her tears streaming out of her eyes like a dam breaking. "I failed. I died." Her lip started trembling, "The world died."
"No, it didn't." The woman said. "As I was saying, Serena," She handed Serena a silver embroidered handkerchief, "You are special. Not just because you bare the weight of the future, but because you have the ability to see the future, or at least, a future that might be. You didn't travel to the future Serena, only you mind did."
"But It was real," Serena objected. "I touched things! I was real!"
"No, you have the power of premonition." The green haired lady interrupted. "What you saw was only a vision of things to come."
Serena played with the bottom of her dress. 'Premonition?' Serena thought to herself. 'I thought that only Mars and Neptune could see the future?' She swallowed the lump in her throat. "So when I died," Serena began, looking down at the white tiled floor. "I, umm?"
"You only woke up, back in the real world."
"But my friends said that I fell out of the sky?"
"You were lucky, actually Serena. You climbed up on top of the roof of a shop and jumped off." The lady smiled sympathetically at Serena. "You were in a trance, wandering alleys of the city for days before you jumped."
"Wait," Serena said, walking straight up to the woman and looking her in the eye. "Who are you? How do you know all this?"
The woman cleared her throat. "I am a Sailor Scout from the Future," she answered. "I have to power to travel through time and through dreams." She smiled a proud smile. "You knew my great grandmother, Trista."
"Then tell me, please," Serena begged. "The future, what happens?"
"I told you before," The woman answered, her eyes carefully studying Serena "Only you hold the fate of the future, Serena. What you do in the present changes the future. You can change what you saw Serena! You can still stop the Dark Moon!"
"Help me," Serena begged, "I don't want the world to turn to darkness. Please help me!"
The woman rose up from off her throne. "You don't need me. You have more power then you can possibly imagine." She placed a soft hand upon Serena's face. "Find your power, Serena. Find it and you can fulfil you destiny."
"What, what is my power? What is my destiny?" Serena called out, but the woman and the room started to fade out, swirling in to each other in a blur of blinding white light.
"Your destiny," a faint voice came from out of the light, "is to save the world."