Elle sat on her cot, fiddling with her transformation pen. This is only a dream, she thought. I'm dreaming, and won't wake up. I cant be a Sailor Scout... i just cant! Sailor Illusion? Impossible. Theres no such thing... is there?

Why were Aryeona and Cindy scowling at the Sailor Scouts? Woudln't they work with them, as a group? as friends? as an alliance?

She moaned and lied back in bed. "Impossible," she kept on muttering, and slowly fell asleep.

A dream. A very strange dream. Not like her regular dreams.... She, regular Elle, was standing in the school yard with Aryeona and Cindy. All was well. But then... all that was well washed away. Literally. The children screamed as they turned into blurs, like wiping ur finger against wet water color paint. Then all the teachers. Then all the objects. The earth now looked like a giant blur of mixed wet paint colors. Elle, Aryeona, and Cindy were the only ones left, walking around in mixed paint/colors.

That was when Aryeona and Cindy screamed, as they melted into blurs as well. Elle ran over to them, but they disappeared.

She sat up straight and gasped.

Mourning. No... afternoon. She clutched her transformation pen with sweatly palms. Cindy was asleep in the cot next to her. Aryeona wasn't there.

She gulped and sighed. It was only a dream. And sadly, the Sailor Illusion bit wasn't.