Okay, this is just a crazy and whacked out idea I thought of whilst on a
sugar high on the phone to one of my friends which I've decided to type
out. So please read it and R&R I don't like flames but feel free to flame
for this story as even I think it's a bit far fetched.......
Oh, I don't own Sailor Moon or Pokemon..
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Chapter 1
Serena walked around down town New York. Things had been different since her parents split and she moved here with her dad. Sure she still saw her mum and stuff, but there were no scout meetings or anything like that. In fact the Nega-sleaze had left Tokyo and followed her to New York and none of the other scouts had come. So here she was on youma patrol at ten o'clock. And to be honest she felt a bit like Buffy on a vampire hunt. Only difference was the youma's didn't want to suck her blood out or anything like that, they just wanted to kill her.
Serena sighed and pulled her black beanie around her ears tighter and hugged her arms to her body. A thick mist had started to form in the streets and something about it just didn't seem right. . Serena raised her hand to cover her racing heart, it felt just like the time she'd faced Beryl and Metallia at the North Pole. It wasn't the scenery, it was more the shiver it sent up and down her spine and the eerie moan that the wind was making echoing down the alleys.
The mist seemed to be closing in around Serena, its thin wispy tendrils tickling her bare arms and blowing her hair in a gentile breeze. It was freaky yet comforting at the same time. For some reason the gentile touch of the mist reminded Serena of some one she had left long ago in the past. Some one who had died all those years ago on the Moon Kingdom. "James." the single word escaped from Serena's mouth in a sigh, "Why were you not reborn here with the rest of us?" Before shaking her head she continued on the gruesome job which had become her life five years ago at the age of fourteen.
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"James." the word whispered past a young man sitting on a rock looking out to sea. A girl around the same age and a Meow asleep beside him. The one word made the man lift his head his face looking tired and worn out. "Why were you not reborn here with the rest of us.?" the voice continued.
"Serena?" the young man asked, before shaking his head slightly. "No its not possible" he berated himself, "She died long ago on the Moon Kingdom and you know it!" sighing with disappointment the young man went back to looking at the calm blue ocean.
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Serena crept silently into her house, not wanting to wake her dad up. It was after three and she'd promised him she would be back before midnight. He knew what she did every night and he had his conditions set.
She could go youma hunting, provided she be back before one. She must always be careful since her friends the other scouts were not here. And last but not least, should she end up in hospital or get any serious injuries, she would have to give the whole thing up.
Tiptoeing up the stairs Serena was careful to miss all the places she knew squeaked and made it successfully to her room. Changing into blue satin baggy pajama pants and singlet top she brushed her teeth and went to get into bed.
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"She deserves this" a woman in a sailor outfit and with green hair and a staff said before chanting something in another language, causing the objects around a sleeping and unsuspecting teen to change slowly from a bedroom, to a lush green valley with a lake and lush trees.
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I'm going to leave it here ppls. Please review and tell me what you think about this story okay. I want to know whether I should continue to post it or not.
Raye.
Oh, I don't own Sailor Moon or Pokemon..
~*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter 1
Serena walked around down town New York. Things had been different since her parents split and she moved here with her dad. Sure she still saw her mum and stuff, but there were no scout meetings or anything like that. In fact the Nega-sleaze had left Tokyo and followed her to New York and none of the other scouts had come. So here she was on youma patrol at ten o'clock. And to be honest she felt a bit like Buffy on a vampire hunt. Only difference was the youma's didn't want to suck her blood out or anything like that, they just wanted to kill her.
Serena sighed and pulled her black beanie around her ears tighter and hugged her arms to her body. A thick mist had started to form in the streets and something about it just didn't seem right. . Serena raised her hand to cover her racing heart, it felt just like the time she'd faced Beryl and Metallia at the North Pole. It wasn't the scenery, it was more the shiver it sent up and down her spine and the eerie moan that the wind was making echoing down the alleys.
The mist seemed to be closing in around Serena, its thin wispy tendrils tickling her bare arms and blowing her hair in a gentile breeze. It was freaky yet comforting at the same time. For some reason the gentile touch of the mist reminded Serena of some one she had left long ago in the past. Some one who had died all those years ago on the Moon Kingdom. "James." the single word escaped from Serena's mouth in a sigh, "Why were you not reborn here with the rest of us?" Before shaking her head she continued on the gruesome job which had become her life five years ago at the age of fourteen.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"James." the word whispered past a young man sitting on a rock looking out to sea. A girl around the same age and a Meow asleep beside him. The one word made the man lift his head his face looking tired and worn out. "Why were you not reborn here with the rest of us.?" the voice continued.
"Serena?" the young man asked, before shaking his head slightly. "No its not possible" he berated himself, "She died long ago on the Moon Kingdom and you know it!" sighing with disappointment the young man went back to looking at the calm blue ocean.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Serena crept silently into her house, not wanting to wake her dad up. It was after three and she'd promised him she would be back before midnight. He knew what she did every night and he had his conditions set.
She could go youma hunting, provided she be back before one. She must always be careful since her friends the other scouts were not here. And last but not least, should she end up in hospital or get any serious injuries, she would have to give the whole thing up.
Tiptoeing up the stairs Serena was careful to miss all the places she knew squeaked and made it successfully to her room. Changing into blue satin baggy pajama pants and singlet top she brushed her teeth and went to get into bed.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"She deserves this" a woman in a sailor outfit and with green hair and a staff said before chanting something in another language, causing the objects around a sleeping and unsuspecting teen to change slowly from a bedroom, to a lush green valley with a lake and lush trees.
~*~*~*~*~*~
I'm going to leave it here ppls. Please review and tell me what you think about this story okay. I want to know whether I should continue to post it or not.
Raye.