*THE GOLDEN CRYSTAL*
by Mamolove
CHAPTER 5
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"WHAT?!" Usagi's head went blank as everyone
else hissed in unison.
"I saw it. Gomene..... For not telling you,"
Motoki apologised earnestly, his eyes looking up
to Usagi.
"I had a feeling something was amiss when he
zoned out on me. It was completely unlike him to
ignore me like the way he did that day."
That morning Mamoru had suddenly grimaced.
Motoki could have sworn he saw pain on that
young face -- He especially had grown concerned
when Mamoru started breathing shakily, his hands
trembling as he brought them to his temples.
Moments later Mamoru gasped with a
start. Blue eyes opened and darted around
frantically. He sprang to his feet, and dashed
away, leaving Motoki behind.
"He didn't look back, and he didn't give me a
chance to catch up with him."
"In fact.." Motoki started to slow down in
realisation, "...He didn't even seem to notice that
a thunderstorm had suddenly begun."
Motoki remembered flinching in startlement as
a bright bolt of lightning flashed across the dark
sky, a piercing thunderclap booming nearly
instantly. Without warning rain began pouring
down onto the both of them, threatening to enter
Motoki's eyes had he not squeezed them shut
periodically to push the droplets out. He had
shivered involuntarily as cold droplets of water
fell through his shirt's collar and flowed down
the skin of his body.
"Finally, he halted. I was lagging behind
when I saw him slowly falling to his knees."
Jade eyes looked shakily towards Usagi and
Rei. "At that moment, he didn't look like a
child.... At all," Motoki whispered, his voice
trembling at the last two words. The blue eyes he
thought he had knew was blank. Haunted.
Yes, yes, Motoki could remember clearly-- It
was the *eyes* and the dark manner in which Mamoru
had stared at the ground that scared Motoki that
day.
"I was a few feet away, when that..."
Motoki flicked his wrist in agigation as he
struggled to find the right words. "... that
golden light burst out from his body!"
The hairs on his back had risen, much to
Motoki's consternation. //Even now it has that
effect on you...// he thought grimly to himself. He
had been frightened witless when it happened,
screaming non-stop in pure shock. So shocking
that the little blond boy thought he was about to
go insane.
Motoki continued describing to the girls,
how in stark fear he had watched rays of golden
light simply shooting out of Mamoru's body, before
they slowly simmered down Mamoru's whole body and
encasing him in jaw-dropping glory. Against the
black sky of the storm, the intense light made
the kneeling form of Mamoru the most magical,
regal creature Motoki could ever imagine seeing.
The pelting rain was almost non-existent on
Mamoru.
"Usagi...." Rei turned in shock as she
heard Motoki's account. Usagi stared wide-eyed, in
a gamut of emotions ranging from shock to fearful
awe.
Haruka narrowed her eyes as Motoki's clear
description continued. She could practically see
it happening in her head. Her heart beat uneasily--
as plausible as it sounded, with regards of the
magical nature of their powers, this was Mamoru
Motoki was talking about. Not one of them had
even thought of Mamoru behaving so strangely.
What was more, at such a young age. It disturbed
Haruka.
"After a few long moments I ran to help
him, but as I neared him something threw me
off my feet. I was flung a few feet back!"
"You were thrown, into the air?!" Haruka
asked, her eyebrows knitting together in concern.
"By what?"
"I don't know..." Motoki ran a shaky hand
through his bangs. "There was nothing between
us-- It was as though.... Some invisible force
field...."
"...Wanted to prevent you from reaching
him." Michiru said grimly.
"Hai. I still don't understand what happened,
and neither did he want to talk about it." Motoki
shook his head regretfully.
He took in a deep breath, shifting his
weight a little after realising how stiff his body
was with the tension.
"The repulsion was so rough that it really
knocked the wind out of me."
Silence ensued as Motoki stopped. Usagi felt
as though her heart had turned into lead. It was
dreadful and so amazing at the same time that
she could hardly believe it. Yet just like Haruka,
all these disturbed her that she was sure she could
find no peace until Mamoru explained to her what
had actually transpired.
"Motoki-onnichan, do you realise that what
you saw was unbelievably, completely...
*incredible*??" Usagi said slowly, staring at him
in shock.
"Yes." Motoki nodded meekly. He looked up
to them darkly.
"But that's not the end of the story."
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//Why was I not invited to visit this
princess of yours?//
(If you wish to join us in peace, it shall be
my pleasure to welcome you, Nephrenilia. But
if it's with dark intent that you enter this
place, I shall not tolerate your presence!)
//It's amusing that you could say that. Why,
Serenity, are we not the same beings?//
Nephrenelia slowly opened her eyes. Her
aura had flared up considerably upon recalling her
last conversation with the Queen of The Moon
Kingdom.
//...We were both from the same Milky Way,
conceived at the same time. Have you
forgotten -- When there is light, there is
always darkness. That's what you and I
are. We.... Are one, Serenity.//
"When there is light, there is also
darkness...." Nephrenilia muttered quietly to
herself. Now it was just Darkness, since Serenity
had passed on. Finally she stood up from her
throne, knowing that it was time for her to carry
out her plan. She strode into the isolated halls of
her prison palace.
//Inseparable.// She had thought they were.
With Serenity gone now, Nephrenilia
was truly, completely, alone.
"Astraniva...." she whispered a name of a
powerstream, chanting a powerful spell. She found
herself summoning her Powers-- this time for a
different task. Her black locks of hair rose in
response to the aura she eminated, a waft of icy
wind twirling them. White blue flames danced about
above her as they casted shadows over her pale
face. Her lips moved faster and faster as the spell
progressed, her arms slowly extending to the air as
she reached the last part of the spell.
At that moment, a large sphere of glass
slowly materialised above her. It resembled the
beautiful blue planet she had just trespassed.
Beautiful and wonderful, with a brilliant ball of
light glowing inside of it.
Her voice rose in power as she began another
spell, her dark magic growing in control. "Reveal
yourselves to me," Nephrenilia commanded.
Suddenly the sound of wind came howling
through, bringing voices of every person, young and
old, in them. The ball of light grew within
the sphere of glass, spinning and radiating as it
reflected the life of the planet. Finally,
billions of slim shards of glass-- mirrors,
appeared around that glass globe. As Nephrenilia peered
into the smaller shards, images of the people's thoughts
and dreams reflected back at her.
She smiled. //Fear not, people... I shall
make your darkest, innermost fears come true.//
She shouted a dark magical command, and
fluidly she made a sweeping action with her hands,
willing her Powers to do as she commanded-- to
harvest the unsuspecting people's nightmares and
deepest fears. To amplify them into literal
reality.
Nephrenilia licked her lips. Those with weak
self-control would become her unwitting minions,
causing anarchy. Those with stronger hearts would
last slightly longer. But in the end, everybody,
minions or not, would be snared by her spell, dead
to the world yet feeding her with constant energy
as they writhed in their respective nightmares.
"Time to sow my seeds of hell...." She said
in detachment. It was not the gratification she
sought, despite knowing that this would break
Serenity's heart had she been alive to witness it.
It was just something to be done, in order to free
herself from this prison that she was locked in.
A splintering sound suddenly caught
Nephrenilia's attention. She turned to look at the
floating glass sphere. There was now a long, jagged
crack to it. She smiled sardonically.
Everything was commencing as she planned.
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Up in the living world, shadows followed
people wherever they went, snaking insiduosly as
the living nightmare began. In a subway station, on
the waiting platform, a man burst into a mad
frenzy, yelling as he attacked another who was
blocking his path. What followed was a fight which
aggravated four other people, and without warning a
violent and savage attack ensued. Onlookers,
shocked at first, began cheering on as
Nephrenilia's spell took effect.
...As the nightmare began.
Blinding headlights of a speeding train
finally came across the tunnel. To everybody's
horror, a young schoolboy barely twelve was pushed
to the edge as the brawl came his direction, and
tumbled off the platform towards the train tracks.
Women screamed as they saw the child falling;
and everybody simply watched in horror as the
train rammed into the boy even before he hit
the tracks.
Screams of grief. But nobody knew....
It was a spell. A horrid, dreadful one. As
people around the world suffered in similar
fashion, the trapped Queen of the Dead Moon Circus
simply nodded with satisfaction, growing more
powerful with the waves of anguish and terror.
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Motoki closed his eyes in fear as he recalled
the terror that unfolded a few moments later that fateful
17th January.
He had watched in helplessness. Despite the
burst of light out of his body, Mamoru remained
rooted to the ground. It came to his notice, of
Mamoru reaching for the earth. However, upon
touching it the boy had sharply withdrew his hands
as though they were jolted by electricity. A moment
later little Mamoru shook his head violently and
plunged his hands into the soil.
The golden light which encased Mamoru
instantly flared brighter, nearly blinding
Motoki to a point where he could not see Mamoru
clearly.
For many a moment Motoki had forgotten his
fear and stared in amazement, but later he began
hearing Mamoru moan, and Motoki was suddenly
afraid. So afraid -- That something had gone
dreadfully wrong.
The sandy-haired youth had tried really hard
to see what was happening, but it hurt to even
look.
A few tense seconds passed. Somehow, by
shielding his eyes with his arm, Motoki managed to
catch glimpses of Mamoru. To his sickening horror
he saw Mamoru starting to frantically pull his
hands away from the ground-- with all his might.
Motoki yelled in vain as Mamoru twisted and turn,
throwing his whole weight away from the ground in
an effort to free himself. It was as though
something in the ground was stubbornly holding
on to Mamoru's embedded hands.
"He kept pulling and yanking...." Motoki's
words quickened in pace.
And with each attempt, Motoki told the girls,
the blue-eyed boy had grown more desperate, more
frantic, till his sobs could be heard.
The senshis inwardly gasped with shock.
"Suddenly the light vanished. At that moment
Mamoru freed himself, tumbling backwards."
The moment that had happened, Motoki was
suddenly able to dash to Mamoru's side. He would
never forget the look on his best friend's face
that day-- pallid with shock that he was nearly as
white as his school shirt. The blue eyes were wide
open, till all the white of the eyes above the
irises were showing. It pained Motoki's heart
to see Mamoru so frightened. Motoki could see wet
rivulets of rainwater clearly glistening all over
his best friend's face, but it could well have been
tear tracks instead, judging from the sobs Motoki
could hear earlier. Mamoru's breaths hitched loudly
in his chest and as Motoki cradled his friend in
his arms in pure relief of seeing him still alive,
he could feel Mamoru's whole body shaking
uncontrollaby.
"He was cold as ice," Motoki remarked, his
eyes closing in painful recall. He didn't tell the
girls how brittle and fragile holding Mamoru felt,
with the boy slumped in his arms as though every
shred of energy was torn from his small body.
//Shimata.... I was so scared.// Motoki let out a
shuddering breath.
"I was busy trying to talk to him when I
noticed that he was trying to say something. He
kept saying it, but his voice was hardly audible. I
kept quiet, trying to hear him speak." Motoki had
then brought his ear close to Mamoru's face.
"Then finally, I heard him say 'Elysion'."
"Elysion...." The senshis quietly repeated,
glancing at one another. Usagi breathed in sharply.
Finally she understood why it was Motoki, of all
people, who could decipher what Mamoru had said in
the stadium two days ago.
The man knew, because he had heard it before.
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Was he dreaming?
The ground Mamoru found himself standing on
suddenly shook violently, and screams of terror
shot through the air. Buildings began crashing
down, blocks of stone crushing hundreds of people
like helpless insects. Blood splattered everywhere,
dismembered limbs showing themselves under the
rocks and gravel.
Mamoru whirled around in shock and confusion.
Complete chaos. Nearby someone shrieked and
pointed to the sky. In consternation Mamoru
looked up, and faltered a step as he saw the
sky turn dark red, with black-grey clouds coming
into form.
For the life of him, he could not remember
what had happened; how he had gotten there. His
heart thumped frantically as the ground beneath him
shook mightily. A strong wind howled in rage,
sending a premonition to Mamoru which made him
freeze.
//Dear God..... So I wasn't mistaken...//
The Earth was hurting. Somehow he knew,
with terrible certainty. Natural disasters were
occurring at a scale nobody had ever seen or were
prepared for. Extreme weather had lashed out, and
Earth's elements were completely out of control.
Every balance in nature was hurtling out of
equilibrium. Somehow he knew. And it broke his
heart.
Earth was crying.
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Early the next morning, Setsuna Meioh strode
into the living hall of the penthouse. The sun had
not even risen yet, but as tired as she was from
yesterday's rescue missions, the two hours of sleep
that she had felt like eternity. She was so full of
anxiety that she layed awake most of the time
running everything through her mind. She took a
seat in the darkness, quietly thinking.
"So you're an early bird too, Setsuna-san?"
Suddenly the lights came alive. Setsuna turned
around and smiled tiredly at Ami.
"Can't sleep with so many things running
though my mind."
"Me too.... But Setsuna-san..."
"Yes?"
"What *is* happening?" Ami whispered. She
quietly sat down beside Setsuna, resting her
chin on her palms. Her face was clearly etched with
concern.
The two shared a long period of uneasy
silence, as each tried to come up with their
reasonings.
"I believe.... This is the start of a series
of events, Ami," Setsuna finally spoke. "...That
may lead to the establishment of Crystal Tokyo."
Upon hearing the last two words, Ami's head
shot up. She gave Setsuna a confused look.
"'The First Revelation'.... The Queen Mother
herself had told me in a dream. What is to
come...." Setsuna paused. "...Must first be
initiated."
"So you believe this thing we're facing....
It's going to determine the future of this world?"
Ami shakily asked. Setsuna nodded.
"More accurately, Ami, it's the outcome of
our battle with this enemy, that'll influence
everything in the future. Something is going to
happen out of this. I just can't help feeling some
sense of dread though, not knowing what that
something could be.... We don't even know who we're
facing--"
"Soon we will, Setsuna-san. Luna and Artemis
are tracing the origins of the creature we battled
yesterday."
Ami pursed her lips. Her heart went out to
Mamoru, whom she knew was directly affected by all
this. Suddenly, a calling compelled her to pick up
the television remote control. She switched it on,
quickly selecting the news channel.
"Kami-sama.... I can't believe what I'm
seeing!" Ami whispered in shock. Setsuna frowned,
leaning forward as they both watched the news.
"Setsuna-san.... What's going on? I'll go
wake the others!"
Shortly, Minako, Makoto and Hotaru had rushed
to join Setsuna and Ami. Mass anarchy was occuring,
with sudden public fights and violent accidents.
Social scientists were attributing it to high
stress and mass hysteria.
"But surely not in such a wide scale!" Minako
had exclaimed. Setsuna nodded grimly.
They continued watching throughout dawn, as
news of chaos breaking out were coupled with
accounts of sudden extreme weather.
Already in China, massive earthquakes were
suddenly occuring, and in Latin America, sudden
terrifying floods. In India thousands of lives were
lost in frightening mudslides which lasted for
hours, in three different states. So great were the
mudslides that they looked like gushes of water from
overflowing rivers.
"This cannot possibly be a coincidence,"
Setsuna said coldly.
Suddenly Ami's telecommunicator sounded. It
was Luna, who was in the arcade with Artemis and
all the super-computers and radars inherited from
the Moon Kingdom. "I've got news..."
"Luna, have you watched the news on
television?"
"Yes. And we know why."
Ami quickly adjusted the telecommunicator so
that everyone else could listen. "Our enemy's
starting their attack," Luna began. "Artemis picked
up a sudden surge of dark energy this morning....
It's driving the people insane! And we believe it's
making the people's individual fears and nightmares
come true."
"Do you know where this dark wave is coming
from?" Makoto queried in anxiety.
"Yes. And you girls are not going to like
this....."
Each girl braced themselves for Luna's
information. When they received it, they
collectively gasped in horror. Setsuna's blood
turned cold instantly.
"Minna-san, it's coming from Tokyo!"
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As Nephrenilia paced around her chamber of
mirrors, a wicked idea cropped up. She wanted to
locate the little moon princess. She summoned her
Lemures, little round sprites with red eyes.
Hundreds appeared before her. Nephrenilia would
have the joy of killing her prey slowly, perhaps
even meeting her for a showdown before her end
arrived.
"Find the protector of this planet,"
Nephrenilia said, the image of a golden-haired
daughter of Serenity appearing in her mind.
Without her realising it, Nephrenilia had
made a mistake. For the true protector of Earth was
actually Mamoru Chiba, not Usagi Tsukino. The
lemures had taken Nephrenilia's word, and left in
search of the Prince, with Nephrenilia oblivious
of their target.
Nearby an unconscious unicorn stirred.
Earlier his spirit had shook with determination to
seek the Prince. Even unconscious, he had power
over his ethereal form, for he was Helios, Priest
of Elysion. Little was Nephrenilia aware of this,
but the supposedly defeated unicorn had channelled
his power in damping the effect of the spell which
she had casted over Earth.
Now that the Lemures were going after the
Princess.... He was sure that Endymion would be
with her. All he had to do was connect with
Endymion-sama in his dream, and he would be able to
save them from the Lemures in the real world.
Endymion-sama.... Let me find you!
***************************************************
Let me find you!
In his dreamscape, Mamoru whirled around upon
hearing the voice. He was a stranger to this
particular voice-- it was none of his own dark
thoughts, and neither did it belong to anybody he
knew. Yet, despite not being able to put his finger
to it, the voice sounded achingly familiar.
Mamoru knew he had to get out of this
dreamscape. He knew it was a dream, indeed he was
all too familiar with dreams, but it was terribly
hard to simply snap out of it. But his inner
resolve had always been as strong as steel, and
concentrating, Mamoru willed himself to wake up. At
the same time, he cried out loudly in reply to the
distant voice. I'm here!
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I'm here!
Helios nearly cried out to the Gods in joy,
and began galloping towards his master in quick,
powerful strides. He allowed his consciousness to
blend with the life-force of Elysion, or what still
remained in Her. Almost instantly, he saw the
Prince in sharp detail. But at the same time, he
could also sense that the lemures were closing in
on the Prince. He had no time to lose.
***************************************************
Visiting hours had been over the night
before, but being the stubborn girl she was, Usagi
had insisted on remaining inside the hospital. She
settled to rest in the waiting room. It was away
from Mamoru, but at least she was in the same
building as he was. Rei, Haruka, and Michiru
had sent Motoki home to his family, trying to offer
support to the distraught man. What he had seen,
was unbelievable. It was totally mind-numbing to
think that both Mamoru and Motoki had experienced
such a phenomena, and had not dared to tell anybody
else about it.
When Rei, Haruka and Michiru returned, they
had found Usagi slumped in one of the worn-out
chairs, asleep. Silently they took their seats
beside her, and tried to rest as well.
A few troubled hours later Rei awoke, to find
Haruka and Michiru talking softly.
"You know.... All of us experienced some
magical revelation before we decided to accept our
Senshi powers," Michiru softly said. "Mamoru-san
could have discovered his powers that day."
"Discovered his own power the way Motoki
described?" Haruka paused for several moments, a
thoughtful look embracing her handsome features.
"Possibly," Haruka finally said, smiling to
Rei as she propped herself to join in. "I just
don't understand why he hasn't told anybody
about it."
"I don't know *your* story, Haruka-san," Rei
smiled wryly. She pursed her lips. "We don't tell
everybody how we decided to accept our powers. It's
really personal."
"Yeah, sure, but at least--" Haruka
responded, before trailing off mid-sentence.
Michiru was looking at her.
"Shimata. You're right," Haruka sighed in
acknowledgement. She was about to say that
at least Michiru knew how she had gotten her
powers. As far as Haruka could observe, even Usagi
was completely unaware of Mamoru's experience. Why
the secrecy?
"Mamoru-san may not have understood what had
actually happened, Haruka." Michiru finally spoke.
"Like Rei said, this is something very personal. We
would like to think that he tells Usagi
_everything_, but perhaps for some particular
reasons, he isn't ready to share this experience
with her."
Rei nodded in agreement. "I know Mamoru-san.
He's the type of person who would rather seek first
an explanation, or an understanding of what is
happening to him, before thinking of troubling
people," Rei glanced at Usagi's sleeping form.
"...Especially _her_, with speculations."
Her thoughts went to the period when Mamoru
had quietly suffered through the nightmares of
seeing Usagi die. It pained Rei so much then,
seeing how harshly he brushed innocent Usagi away.
Everyone else was clearly angry at his behaviour,
and they were not wrong in harbouring their silent
hostility. But Rei had maintained her stand -- to
the extent of confiding in Usagi, that they should
trust Mamoru. That stand still remained even in
light of the current circumstances.
"Yes.... He isn't ready to share it with
anyone of us yet." Michiru's voice was steady with
confidence. Years before she had looked into
Mamoru's heart with her mirror, and saw that his
love for Usagi was true. For him to keep silent
over this..... Michiru knew there had to be a
strong reason behind it.
Suddenly Usagi stirred, and opened her eyes.
She looked around, seemingly startled.
"Mamo-chan?" She rubbed her eyes, before
finally smiling sheepishly to her friends. "Ohaiyo,
minna-chan...."
"Ohaiyo, Usagi-chan," Haruka playfully
flipped the girl's bangs. "What's wrong?" she asked
in concern.
"I'm not sure...." Usagi's hands were
suddenly clammy with cold sweat, and there was this
irrational fear in her gut.
"I think we should check on Mamo-chan,"
Usagi finally decided, springing to her feet. They
headed for the elevator nearby.
The moment they had reached the level of
the wards, Usagi walked out, her pace getting
faster and faster. Haruka glanced at the windows
and thought it truly strange that the sun hadn't
rose yet-- it was already six in the morning. She
could feel Michiru tensing up -- no nurses seen at
all.
//Oh God....// Haruka thought. //Usagi's
right. Something is wrong.//
Faster and faster Usagi walked. Then
suddenly she broke into a run, and the rest
followed suit, each having a horrible feeling that
something bad was about to happen. When Usagi
reached Mamoru's ward, she flung open the door.
And screamed.
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Author's notes:
Hello there, my dear readers! Hope you enjoyed this
chapter. The next one is due to come out a week or
two from the date this was published. Hold your
seats as the story continues -- Motoki doesn't
really know what happened on January 17....
I also refuse to subscribe to the notion that
Nephrenilia is a simple, wicked, cackling witch, as
implied in the anime. Yes, she's evil, but wouldn't
it be more interesting to see *why* she chose to be
that way? By the way, I didn't make up the part
where she thinks of Queen Serenity. It was taken
from Manga Vol. 15.
And I do hope that the interaction between Mamoru
and Motoki will not be mistaken into something
sexual. Now, don't think I don't know about shonen-
ai or anime with homosexual themes. This is NOT
yaoi/shonen-ai. Best friends do care for each
other, especially in traumatic cases. Similarly,
just because a best buddy of the same sex hugs you
or is terribly concerned for you does not show that
he is in love with you (in the literal, lovers,
sense). If you're reading this out of hope of
MamoruxMotoki, please, you're reading works of the
wrong author.
So... Nearly two years since Chapter 4. I do
apologise, guys -- many of your mails were very
encouraging. In fact, they inspired me every now
and then to return to this fic, despite having
different priorities in life. I do sincerely ask
for forgiveness-- I know I've told some that I
would release it somewhere between March-July, but
at that time I was seriously more concerned with my
trial exams and finals. Not having a computer in my
apartment also killed the muse to a certain extent.
I'm sorry *bows humbly*.
I've gotten my scholarship to study medicine in
United Kingdom (PRAISE GOD!), and for the past two
years have been staying away from home, near my
college. It's a very enriching experience-- apart
from meeting new friends, I had to learn how to
carry out chores I usually took for granted back at
home, such as cooking meals *sweatdrop*, and doing
the laundry-- by hand! I also had to learn to be
strong mentally and emotionally, as being grouped
together with brilliant, competitive students from
around the country wasn't exactly a nice thing to
experience (comparison creates bouts of inferiority
and student-angst *melodramatic sobs*).
But it was good, it was good. I've come to meet
friends who are willing to accept me as the person
I am, and not resort to petty boycotts or
backstabbing whenever we have a disagreement. We
helped build each other, and comforted (like giving
food treats *grin*!) whenever any of us were
feeling down. I love them for that, for it really
helped banish my cynicism about tough love and
friendship.
Most importantly, I believe it was God moving in my
life, that he brought me to the particular college
I studied in. The Christian atmosphere there was
really strong-- I was really fortunate to meet
friends (some younger than me) who helped me build
my spiritual relationship with God. I had really
good, down-to-earth pastors who really cared for
the students in my college. Yes, I have grown
a little bit more since I first accepted Jesus
Christ into my life three years ago, and I know he
loves me, despite my shortcomings and weaknesses.
He loves you too, my friends, have faith in that!
If you're in trouble, confess _everything_ to Him,
and ask for His direct intervention and guidance.
He will help you, His way *smile*.
To those of you who enjoyed reading this story, do
drop an email or review it, kay? I'm not
blackmailing like some authors do, but I would
appreciate your feedback *glomps*! I'd love to hear
from you.
Take care everyone!!
Sincerely,
Mamolove
david_duchovny@hotmail.com
"MAMORU FANFICTION"
http://devoted.to/mamorufanfiction
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http://mamolove.pitas.com
Date started : Gee... Can't really remember.
Right after Chapter 4, I guess!
Date completed : 6 August 2003
by Mamolove
CHAPTER 5
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"WHAT?!" Usagi's head went blank as everyone
else hissed in unison.
"I saw it. Gomene..... For not telling you,"
Motoki apologised earnestly, his eyes looking up
to Usagi.
"I had a feeling something was amiss when he
zoned out on me. It was completely unlike him to
ignore me like the way he did that day."
That morning Mamoru had suddenly grimaced.
Motoki could have sworn he saw pain on that
young face -- He especially had grown concerned
when Mamoru started breathing shakily, his hands
trembling as he brought them to his temples.
Moments later Mamoru gasped with a
start. Blue eyes opened and darted around
frantically. He sprang to his feet, and dashed
away, leaving Motoki behind.
"He didn't look back, and he didn't give me a
chance to catch up with him."
"In fact.." Motoki started to slow down in
realisation, "...He didn't even seem to notice that
a thunderstorm had suddenly begun."
Motoki remembered flinching in startlement as
a bright bolt of lightning flashed across the dark
sky, a piercing thunderclap booming nearly
instantly. Without warning rain began pouring
down onto the both of them, threatening to enter
Motoki's eyes had he not squeezed them shut
periodically to push the droplets out. He had
shivered involuntarily as cold droplets of water
fell through his shirt's collar and flowed down
the skin of his body.
"Finally, he halted. I was lagging behind
when I saw him slowly falling to his knees."
Jade eyes looked shakily towards Usagi and
Rei. "At that moment, he didn't look like a
child.... At all," Motoki whispered, his voice
trembling at the last two words. The blue eyes he
thought he had knew was blank. Haunted.
Yes, yes, Motoki could remember clearly-- It
was the *eyes* and the dark manner in which Mamoru
had stared at the ground that scared Motoki that
day.
"I was a few feet away, when that..."
Motoki flicked his wrist in agigation as he
struggled to find the right words. "... that
golden light burst out from his body!"
The hairs on his back had risen, much to
Motoki's consternation. //Even now it has that
effect on you...// he thought grimly to himself. He
had been frightened witless when it happened,
screaming non-stop in pure shock. So shocking
that the little blond boy thought he was about to
go insane.
Motoki continued describing to the girls,
how in stark fear he had watched rays of golden
light simply shooting out of Mamoru's body, before
they slowly simmered down Mamoru's whole body and
encasing him in jaw-dropping glory. Against the
black sky of the storm, the intense light made
the kneeling form of Mamoru the most magical,
regal creature Motoki could ever imagine seeing.
The pelting rain was almost non-existent on
Mamoru.
"Usagi...." Rei turned in shock as she
heard Motoki's account. Usagi stared wide-eyed, in
a gamut of emotions ranging from shock to fearful
awe.
Haruka narrowed her eyes as Motoki's clear
description continued. She could practically see
it happening in her head. Her heart beat uneasily--
as plausible as it sounded, with regards of the
magical nature of their powers, this was Mamoru
Motoki was talking about. Not one of them had
even thought of Mamoru behaving so strangely.
What was more, at such a young age. It disturbed
Haruka.
"After a few long moments I ran to help
him, but as I neared him something threw me
off my feet. I was flung a few feet back!"
"You were thrown, into the air?!" Haruka
asked, her eyebrows knitting together in concern.
"By what?"
"I don't know..." Motoki ran a shaky hand
through his bangs. "There was nothing between
us-- It was as though.... Some invisible force
field...."
"...Wanted to prevent you from reaching
him." Michiru said grimly.
"Hai. I still don't understand what happened,
and neither did he want to talk about it." Motoki
shook his head regretfully.
He took in a deep breath, shifting his
weight a little after realising how stiff his body
was with the tension.
"The repulsion was so rough that it really
knocked the wind out of me."
Silence ensued as Motoki stopped. Usagi felt
as though her heart had turned into lead. It was
dreadful and so amazing at the same time that
she could hardly believe it. Yet just like Haruka,
all these disturbed her that she was sure she could
find no peace until Mamoru explained to her what
had actually transpired.
"Motoki-onnichan, do you realise that what
you saw was unbelievably, completely...
*incredible*??" Usagi said slowly, staring at him
in shock.
"Yes." Motoki nodded meekly. He looked up
to them darkly.
"But that's not the end of the story."
***************************************************
//Why was I not invited to visit this
princess of yours?//
(If you wish to join us in peace, it shall be
my pleasure to welcome you, Nephrenilia. But
if it's with dark intent that you enter this
place, I shall not tolerate your presence!)
//It's amusing that you could say that. Why,
Serenity, are we not the same beings?//
Nephrenelia slowly opened her eyes. Her
aura had flared up considerably upon recalling her
last conversation with the Queen of The Moon
Kingdom.
//...We were both from the same Milky Way,
conceived at the same time. Have you
forgotten -- When there is light, there is
always darkness. That's what you and I
are. We.... Are one, Serenity.//
"When there is light, there is also
darkness...." Nephrenilia muttered quietly to
herself. Now it was just Darkness, since Serenity
had passed on. Finally she stood up from her
throne, knowing that it was time for her to carry
out her plan. She strode into the isolated halls of
her prison palace.
//Inseparable.// She had thought they were.
With Serenity gone now, Nephrenilia
was truly, completely, alone.
"Astraniva...." she whispered a name of a
powerstream, chanting a powerful spell. She found
herself summoning her Powers-- this time for a
different task. Her black locks of hair rose in
response to the aura she eminated, a waft of icy
wind twirling them. White blue flames danced about
above her as they casted shadows over her pale
face. Her lips moved faster and faster as the spell
progressed, her arms slowly extending to the air as
she reached the last part of the spell.
At that moment, a large sphere of glass
slowly materialised above her. It resembled the
beautiful blue planet she had just trespassed.
Beautiful and wonderful, with a brilliant ball of
light glowing inside of it.
Her voice rose in power as she began another
spell, her dark magic growing in control. "Reveal
yourselves to me," Nephrenilia commanded.
Suddenly the sound of wind came howling
through, bringing voices of every person, young and
old, in them. The ball of light grew within
the sphere of glass, spinning and radiating as it
reflected the life of the planet. Finally,
billions of slim shards of glass-- mirrors,
appeared around that glass globe. As Nephrenilia peered
into the smaller shards, images of the people's thoughts
and dreams reflected back at her.
She smiled. //Fear not, people... I shall
make your darkest, innermost fears come true.//
She shouted a dark magical command, and
fluidly she made a sweeping action with her hands,
willing her Powers to do as she commanded-- to
harvest the unsuspecting people's nightmares and
deepest fears. To amplify them into literal
reality.
Nephrenilia licked her lips. Those with weak
self-control would become her unwitting minions,
causing anarchy. Those with stronger hearts would
last slightly longer. But in the end, everybody,
minions or not, would be snared by her spell, dead
to the world yet feeding her with constant energy
as they writhed in their respective nightmares.
"Time to sow my seeds of hell...." She said
in detachment. It was not the gratification she
sought, despite knowing that this would break
Serenity's heart had she been alive to witness it.
It was just something to be done, in order to free
herself from this prison that she was locked in.
A splintering sound suddenly caught
Nephrenilia's attention. She turned to look at the
floating glass sphere. There was now a long, jagged
crack to it. She smiled sardonically.
Everything was commencing as she planned.
************************************************
Up in the living world, shadows followed
people wherever they went, snaking insiduosly as
the living nightmare began. In a subway station, on
the waiting platform, a man burst into a mad
frenzy, yelling as he attacked another who was
blocking his path. What followed was a fight which
aggravated four other people, and without warning a
violent and savage attack ensued. Onlookers,
shocked at first, began cheering on as
Nephrenilia's spell took effect.
...As the nightmare began.
Blinding headlights of a speeding train
finally came across the tunnel. To everybody's
horror, a young schoolboy barely twelve was pushed
to the edge as the brawl came his direction, and
tumbled off the platform towards the train tracks.
Women screamed as they saw the child falling;
and everybody simply watched in horror as the
train rammed into the boy even before he hit
the tracks.
Screams of grief. But nobody knew....
It was a spell. A horrid, dreadful one. As
people around the world suffered in similar
fashion, the trapped Queen of the Dead Moon Circus
simply nodded with satisfaction, growing more
powerful with the waves of anguish and terror.
************************************************
Motoki closed his eyes in fear as he recalled
the terror that unfolded a few moments later that fateful
17th January.
He had watched in helplessness. Despite the
burst of light out of his body, Mamoru remained
rooted to the ground. It came to his notice, of
Mamoru reaching for the earth. However, upon
touching it the boy had sharply withdrew his hands
as though they were jolted by electricity. A moment
later little Mamoru shook his head violently and
plunged his hands into the soil.
The golden light which encased Mamoru
instantly flared brighter, nearly blinding
Motoki to a point where he could not see Mamoru
clearly.
For many a moment Motoki had forgotten his
fear and stared in amazement, but later he began
hearing Mamoru moan, and Motoki was suddenly
afraid. So afraid -- That something had gone
dreadfully wrong.
The sandy-haired youth had tried really hard
to see what was happening, but it hurt to even
look.
A few tense seconds passed. Somehow, by
shielding his eyes with his arm, Motoki managed to
catch glimpses of Mamoru. To his sickening horror
he saw Mamoru starting to frantically pull his
hands away from the ground-- with all his might.
Motoki yelled in vain as Mamoru twisted and turn,
throwing his whole weight away from the ground in
an effort to free himself. It was as though
something in the ground was stubbornly holding
on to Mamoru's embedded hands.
"He kept pulling and yanking...." Motoki's
words quickened in pace.
And with each attempt, Motoki told the girls,
the blue-eyed boy had grown more desperate, more
frantic, till his sobs could be heard.
The senshis inwardly gasped with shock.
"Suddenly the light vanished. At that moment
Mamoru freed himself, tumbling backwards."
The moment that had happened, Motoki was
suddenly able to dash to Mamoru's side. He would
never forget the look on his best friend's face
that day-- pallid with shock that he was nearly as
white as his school shirt. The blue eyes were wide
open, till all the white of the eyes above the
irises were showing. It pained Motoki's heart
to see Mamoru so frightened. Motoki could see wet
rivulets of rainwater clearly glistening all over
his best friend's face, but it could well have been
tear tracks instead, judging from the sobs Motoki
could hear earlier. Mamoru's breaths hitched loudly
in his chest and as Motoki cradled his friend in
his arms in pure relief of seeing him still alive,
he could feel Mamoru's whole body shaking
uncontrollaby.
"He was cold as ice," Motoki remarked, his
eyes closing in painful recall. He didn't tell the
girls how brittle and fragile holding Mamoru felt,
with the boy slumped in his arms as though every
shred of energy was torn from his small body.
//Shimata.... I was so scared.// Motoki let out a
shuddering breath.
"I was busy trying to talk to him when I
noticed that he was trying to say something. He
kept saying it, but his voice was hardly audible. I
kept quiet, trying to hear him speak." Motoki had
then brought his ear close to Mamoru's face.
"Then finally, I heard him say 'Elysion'."
"Elysion...." The senshis quietly repeated,
glancing at one another. Usagi breathed in sharply.
Finally she understood why it was Motoki, of all
people, who could decipher what Mamoru had said in
the stadium two days ago.
The man knew, because he had heard it before.
***************************************************
Was he dreaming?
The ground Mamoru found himself standing on
suddenly shook violently, and screams of terror
shot through the air. Buildings began crashing
down, blocks of stone crushing hundreds of people
like helpless insects. Blood splattered everywhere,
dismembered limbs showing themselves under the
rocks and gravel.
Mamoru whirled around in shock and confusion.
Complete chaos. Nearby someone shrieked and
pointed to the sky. In consternation Mamoru
looked up, and faltered a step as he saw the
sky turn dark red, with black-grey clouds coming
into form.
For the life of him, he could not remember
what had happened; how he had gotten there. His
heart thumped frantically as the ground beneath him
shook mightily. A strong wind howled in rage,
sending a premonition to Mamoru which made him
freeze.
//Dear God..... So I wasn't mistaken...//
The Earth was hurting. Somehow he knew,
with terrible certainty. Natural disasters were
occurring at a scale nobody had ever seen or were
prepared for. Extreme weather had lashed out, and
Earth's elements were completely out of control.
Every balance in nature was hurtling out of
equilibrium. Somehow he knew. And it broke his
heart.
Earth was crying.
*************************************************
Early the next morning, Setsuna Meioh strode
into the living hall of the penthouse. The sun had
not even risen yet, but as tired as she was from
yesterday's rescue missions, the two hours of sleep
that she had felt like eternity. She was so full of
anxiety that she layed awake most of the time
running everything through her mind. She took a
seat in the darkness, quietly thinking.
"So you're an early bird too, Setsuna-san?"
Suddenly the lights came alive. Setsuna turned
around and smiled tiredly at Ami.
"Can't sleep with so many things running
though my mind."
"Me too.... But Setsuna-san..."
"Yes?"
"What *is* happening?" Ami whispered. She
quietly sat down beside Setsuna, resting her
chin on her palms. Her face was clearly etched with
concern.
The two shared a long period of uneasy
silence, as each tried to come up with their
reasonings.
"I believe.... This is the start of a series
of events, Ami," Setsuna finally spoke. "...That
may lead to the establishment of Crystal Tokyo."
Upon hearing the last two words, Ami's head
shot up. She gave Setsuna a confused look.
"'The First Revelation'.... The Queen Mother
herself had told me in a dream. What is to
come...." Setsuna paused. "...Must first be
initiated."
"So you believe this thing we're facing....
It's going to determine the future of this world?"
Ami shakily asked. Setsuna nodded.
"More accurately, Ami, it's the outcome of
our battle with this enemy, that'll influence
everything in the future. Something is going to
happen out of this. I just can't help feeling some
sense of dread though, not knowing what that
something could be.... We don't even know who we're
facing--"
"Soon we will, Setsuna-san. Luna and Artemis
are tracing the origins of the creature we battled
yesterday."
Ami pursed her lips. Her heart went out to
Mamoru, whom she knew was directly affected by all
this. Suddenly, a calling compelled her to pick up
the television remote control. She switched it on,
quickly selecting the news channel.
"Kami-sama.... I can't believe what I'm
seeing!" Ami whispered in shock. Setsuna frowned,
leaning forward as they both watched the news.
"Setsuna-san.... What's going on? I'll go
wake the others!"
Shortly, Minako, Makoto and Hotaru had rushed
to join Setsuna and Ami. Mass anarchy was occuring,
with sudden public fights and violent accidents.
Social scientists were attributing it to high
stress and mass hysteria.
"But surely not in such a wide scale!" Minako
had exclaimed. Setsuna nodded grimly.
They continued watching throughout dawn, as
news of chaos breaking out were coupled with
accounts of sudden extreme weather.
Already in China, massive earthquakes were
suddenly occuring, and in Latin America, sudden
terrifying floods. In India thousands of lives were
lost in frightening mudslides which lasted for
hours, in three different states. So great were the
mudslides that they looked like gushes of water from
overflowing rivers.
"This cannot possibly be a coincidence,"
Setsuna said coldly.
Suddenly Ami's telecommunicator sounded. It
was Luna, who was in the arcade with Artemis and
all the super-computers and radars inherited from
the Moon Kingdom. "I've got news..."
"Luna, have you watched the news on
television?"
"Yes. And we know why."
Ami quickly adjusted the telecommunicator so
that everyone else could listen. "Our enemy's
starting their attack," Luna began. "Artemis picked
up a sudden surge of dark energy this morning....
It's driving the people insane! And we believe it's
making the people's individual fears and nightmares
come true."
"Do you know where this dark wave is coming
from?" Makoto queried in anxiety.
"Yes. And you girls are not going to like
this....."
Each girl braced themselves for Luna's
information. When they received it, they
collectively gasped in horror. Setsuna's blood
turned cold instantly.
"Minna-san, it's coming from Tokyo!"
***************************************************
As Nephrenilia paced around her chamber of
mirrors, a wicked idea cropped up. She wanted to
locate the little moon princess. She summoned her
Lemures, little round sprites with red eyes.
Hundreds appeared before her. Nephrenilia would
have the joy of killing her prey slowly, perhaps
even meeting her for a showdown before her end
arrived.
"Find the protector of this planet,"
Nephrenilia said, the image of a golden-haired
daughter of Serenity appearing in her mind.
Without her realising it, Nephrenilia had
made a mistake. For the true protector of Earth was
actually Mamoru Chiba, not Usagi Tsukino. The
lemures had taken Nephrenilia's word, and left in
search of the Prince, with Nephrenilia oblivious
of their target.
Nearby an unconscious unicorn stirred.
Earlier his spirit had shook with determination to
seek the Prince. Even unconscious, he had power
over his ethereal form, for he was Helios, Priest
of Elysion. Little was Nephrenilia aware of this,
but the supposedly defeated unicorn had channelled
his power in damping the effect of the spell which
she had casted over Earth.
Now that the Lemures were going after the
Princess.... He was sure that Endymion would be
with her. All he had to do was connect with
Endymion-sama in his dream, and he would be able to
save them from the Lemures in the real world.
Endymion-sama.... Let me find you!
***************************************************
Let me find you!
In his dreamscape, Mamoru whirled around upon
hearing the voice. He was a stranger to this
particular voice-- it was none of his own dark
thoughts, and neither did it belong to anybody he
knew. Yet, despite not being able to put his finger
to it, the voice sounded achingly familiar.
Mamoru knew he had to get out of this
dreamscape. He knew it was a dream, indeed he was
all too familiar with dreams, but it was terribly
hard to simply snap out of it. But his inner
resolve had always been as strong as steel, and
concentrating, Mamoru willed himself to wake up. At
the same time, he cried out loudly in reply to the
distant voice. I'm here!
***************************************************
I'm here!
Helios nearly cried out to the Gods in joy,
and began galloping towards his master in quick,
powerful strides. He allowed his consciousness to
blend with the life-force of Elysion, or what still
remained in Her. Almost instantly, he saw the
Prince in sharp detail. But at the same time, he
could also sense that the lemures were closing in
on the Prince. He had no time to lose.
***************************************************
Visiting hours had been over the night
before, but being the stubborn girl she was, Usagi
had insisted on remaining inside the hospital. She
settled to rest in the waiting room. It was away
from Mamoru, but at least she was in the same
building as he was. Rei, Haruka, and Michiru
had sent Motoki home to his family, trying to offer
support to the distraught man. What he had seen,
was unbelievable. It was totally mind-numbing to
think that both Mamoru and Motoki had experienced
such a phenomena, and had not dared to tell anybody
else about it.
When Rei, Haruka and Michiru returned, they
had found Usagi slumped in one of the worn-out
chairs, asleep. Silently they took their seats
beside her, and tried to rest as well.
A few troubled hours later Rei awoke, to find
Haruka and Michiru talking softly.
"You know.... All of us experienced some
magical revelation before we decided to accept our
Senshi powers," Michiru softly said. "Mamoru-san
could have discovered his powers that day."
"Discovered his own power the way Motoki
described?" Haruka paused for several moments, a
thoughtful look embracing her handsome features.
"Possibly," Haruka finally said, smiling to
Rei as she propped herself to join in. "I just
don't understand why he hasn't told anybody
about it."
"I don't know *your* story, Haruka-san," Rei
smiled wryly. She pursed her lips. "We don't tell
everybody how we decided to accept our powers. It's
really personal."
"Yeah, sure, but at least--" Haruka
responded, before trailing off mid-sentence.
Michiru was looking at her.
"Shimata. You're right," Haruka sighed in
acknowledgement. She was about to say that
at least Michiru knew how she had gotten her
powers. As far as Haruka could observe, even Usagi
was completely unaware of Mamoru's experience. Why
the secrecy?
"Mamoru-san may not have understood what had
actually happened, Haruka." Michiru finally spoke.
"Like Rei said, this is something very personal. We
would like to think that he tells Usagi
_everything_, but perhaps for some particular
reasons, he isn't ready to share this experience
with her."
Rei nodded in agreement. "I know Mamoru-san.
He's the type of person who would rather seek first
an explanation, or an understanding of what is
happening to him, before thinking of troubling
people," Rei glanced at Usagi's sleeping form.
"...Especially _her_, with speculations."
Her thoughts went to the period when Mamoru
had quietly suffered through the nightmares of
seeing Usagi die. It pained Rei so much then,
seeing how harshly he brushed innocent Usagi away.
Everyone else was clearly angry at his behaviour,
and they were not wrong in harbouring their silent
hostility. But Rei had maintained her stand -- to
the extent of confiding in Usagi, that they should
trust Mamoru. That stand still remained even in
light of the current circumstances.
"Yes.... He isn't ready to share it with
anyone of us yet." Michiru's voice was steady with
confidence. Years before she had looked into
Mamoru's heart with her mirror, and saw that his
love for Usagi was true. For him to keep silent
over this..... Michiru knew there had to be a
strong reason behind it.
Suddenly Usagi stirred, and opened her eyes.
She looked around, seemingly startled.
"Mamo-chan?" She rubbed her eyes, before
finally smiling sheepishly to her friends. "Ohaiyo,
minna-chan...."
"Ohaiyo, Usagi-chan," Haruka playfully
flipped the girl's bangs. "What's wrong?" she asked
in concern.
"I'm not sure...." Usagi's hands were
suddenly clammy with cold sweat, and there was this
irrational fear in her gut.
"I think we should check on Mamo-chan,"
Usagi finally decided, springing to her feet. They
headed for the elevator nearby.
The moment they had reached the level of
the wards, Usagi walked out, her pace getting
faster and faster. Haruka glanced at the windows
and thought it truly strange that the sun hadn't
rose yet-- it was already six in the morning. She
could feel Michiru tensing up -- no nurses seen at
all.
//Oh God....// Haruka thought. //Usagi's
right. Something is wrong.//
Faster and faster Usagi walked. Then
suddenly she broke into a run, and the rest
followed suit, each having a horrible feeling that
something bad was about to happen. When Usagi
reached Mamoru's ward, she flung open the door.
And screamed.
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Author's notes:
Hello there, my dear readers! Hope you enjoyed this
chapter. The next one is due to come out a week or
two from the date this was published. Hold your
seats as the story continues -- Motoki doesn't
really know what happened on January 17....
I also refuse to subscribe to the notion that
Nephrenilia is a simple, wicked, cackling witch, as
implied in the anime. Yes, she's evil, but wouldn't
it be more interesting to see *why* she chose to be
that way? By the way, I didn't make up the part
where she thinks of Queen Serenity. It was taken
from Manga Vol. 15.
And I do hope that the interaction between Mamoru
and Motoki will not be mistaken into something
sexual. Now, don't think I don't know about shonen-
ai or anime with homosexual themes. This is NOT
yaoi/shonen-ai. Best friends do care for each
other, especially in traumatic cases. Similarly,
just because a best buddy of the same sex hugs you
or is terribly concerned for you does not show that
he is in love with you (in the literal, lovers,
sense). If you're reading this out of hope of
MamoruxMotoki, please, you're reading works of the
wrong author.
So... Nearly two years since Chapter 4. I do
apologise, guys -- many of your mails were very
encouraging. In fact, they inspired me every now
and then to return to this fic, despite having
different priorities in life. I do sincerely ask
for forgiveness-- I know I've told some that I
would release it somewhere between March-July, but
at that time I was seriously more concerned with my
trial exams and finals. Not having a computer in my
apartment also killed the muse to a certain extent.
I'm sorry *bows humbly*.
I've gotten my scholarship to study medicine in
United Kingdom (PRAISE GOD!), and for the past two
years have been staying away from home, near my
college. It's a very enriching experience-- apart
from meeting new friends, I had to learn how to
carry out chores I usually took for granted back at
home, such as cooking meals *sweatdrop*, and doing
the laundry-- by hand! I also had to learn to be
strong mentally and emotionally, as being grouped
together with brilliant, competitive students from
around the country wasn't exactly a nice thing to
experience (comparison creates bouts of inferiority
and student-angst *melodramatic sobs*).
But it was good, it was good. I've come to meet
friends who are willing to accept me as the person
I am, and not resort to petty boycotts or
backstabbing whenever we have a disagreement. We
helped build each other, and comforted (like giving
food treats *grin*!) whenever any of us were
feeling down. I love them for that, for it really
helped banish my cynicism about tough love and
friendship.
Most importantly, I believe it was God moving in my
life, that he brought me to the particular college
I studied in. The Christian atmosphere there was
really strong-- I was really fortunate to meet
friends (some younger than me) who helped me build
my spiritual relationship with God. I had really
good, down-to-earth pastors who really cared for
the students in my college. Yes, I have grown
a little bit more since I first accepted Jesus
Christ into my life three years ago, and I know he
loves me, despite my shortcomings and weaknesses.
He loves you too, my friends, have faith in that!
If you're in trouble, confess _everything_ to Him,
and ask for His direct intervention and guidance.
He will help you, His way *smile*.
To those of you who enjoyed reading this story, do
drop an email or review it, kay? I'm not
blackmailing like some authors do, but I would
appreciate your feedback *glomps*! I'd love to hear
from you.
Take care everyone!!
Sincerely,
Mamolove
david_duchovny@hotmail.com
"MAMORU FANFICTION"
http://devoted.to/mamorufanfiction
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Date started : Gee... Can't really remember.
Right after Chapter 4, I guess!
Date completed : 6 August 2003