Once again it was a long wait. Sorry! I am happy to say I am on vacation. Good excuse, huh? Now I know what you're thinkin'. 'She made me wait over a month for this measly thing!' Right? Don't worry I blame myself entirely.
Now the Reviewers... (The few and loved.)
Maarja
JaminJellyBean- Very good reasoning. I'll try to keep that in mind.
Blood_Rose077- Talk about graphic... lol
ElberethUndomiel- No offense taken. I think the reason I was all the grief was in such good description was because I wasn't all that happy. Imagine... My Christmas wasn't one of my best.
Trunks' nd Legolas' Dream Maiden
Lady Light
Senshi's Tenshi- I do try.
Rubii Kimu-chan
Europa- I'm afraid my muse is on vacation. *Sigh* Nice try though.
Lady Death- Have you read them all already?
Bless you all with much happiness and thanks for all the support.
P.S. In this story there will be parts of both the movies and the books.
P.S.S For anybody who's wondering when my other stories will be updated... Not a clue. The next chapter of "New World" is half way done, "Unexpected"... chapter two's not even started, and lastly the next chapter for "The Keepers" was almost done but I lost the disk. At any rate I'll try to get out "New World" and "Unexpected" but don't wait up for "The Keepers." I'll give a notice if and when I find it.
Chapter Three- Strangers
The Ranger's keen eyes scanned the darkened forest for hidden dangers a feeling of warmth settling throughout his being. He spared a glance at the three sleeping soundly around the night's fire. He would have to slow the pace. They were too exhausted after all the excitement.
His thoughts were interrupted as a flash of light shot through the sky followed by a surprised scream. He raced ahead, determined to find the cause of the shout before any harm befell the halflings. As he neared he heard the shuffling of bushes followed by another yell of annoyance. He stopped dead in his tracks when he finally reached the source of the noise.
The woman's impossibly long hair was tangled in the shrubs and she was trying her hardest to get free.
"Damn Pluto! Dropping me off in the middle of nowhere! What's the big idea?! Oww! Where am I supposed to go?!"
"Lady?"
The shouting woman ceased all movement and slowly turned to face the owner of the voice.
Serena was having a hell of a time. First, Pluto opens the portal above ground (over a bunch of bushes no less) and second, she realized that she was left with nothing but the clothes on her back and the hair burettes falling out of her buns. Not even a brush!
As she turned she searched the aura of the man behind her and felt nothing but concern, though it was laced with suspicion.
"Yes?"
She prided herself on the fact that her voice was a lot calmer than she felt. The last thing she needed was a potential helper turning away from her in annoyance if she acted her normal childish self.
Once she was facing him Aragorn's eyes widened in shock. The woman was certainly beautiful, even in the low light. He quickly found himself looking towards her ears. From what he could see in the moonlight they were rounded so she was not an elf. Then why did she look and feel so much like one. As he looked into her deep blue eyes he was taken aback by the blatant curiosity. Why was she not afraid? Was she ignorant of the world's evils or was she just braver than most?
"Are you in need of assistance?"
"If you could..." she trailed off and gave her hair a gentle tug while looking back at him pleadingly.
Stepping forward Aragorn grabbed hold of the silky silver-gold hair, shinning in the moonlight. For the next few minutes the two worked together to untangle the mass of thick tresses from the shrubbery. Once the task was accomplished she sank to her knees on the ground and furiously began rubbing her bare arms the hair surrounding her providing little warmth. Stepping back Aragorn finally took notice of the woman's strange outfit. The leggings were a pale blue and appeared sturdy while her pale pink shirt seemed rather thin.
'A woman in leggings and short sleeves? This one is strange indeed.'
Taking pity on the shivering form before him, he untied his own cloak and gently placed it over her.
'I'm freezing. I'm freezing. I'm freezing.'
The thought continued to play itself in Serena's mind like a broken record. Then she felt a heavy heat surrounding her. Her small hands clutched the edges of the garment and pulled it protectively around her. She looked up at her savior and offered a shaking smile in thanks.
Aragorn found himself returning the smile, his apprehension disappearing at a rapid speed. Suddenly he took a step back, his eyes narrowing in mistrust. He didn't like the fact that his defenses dropped just by being in the young woman's proximity.
Serena noticed the change in the man and sighed, shaking her head in exasperation.
Should she tell him? Would he believe her? Would he laugh? Would he attack?
As she stood she studied the tall rugged man before her. He wasn't evil, that much she could tell, but that didn't make him a friend. Not only that, but his aura was unnaturally bright for a human. A normal one at least.
"Who are you?" he asked wearily.
Serena closed her eyes and delved deep inside herself, looking for anything to help her in this situation. She reached inside her memory. She reached towards Serenity.
When her eyes opened Aragorn found himself staring at a royal. That was all he could explain her as. Despite her tiredness and lack of proper attire she radiated authority as only a royal could.
"A simple demand," she acknowledged, her voice soft and low. "One I will answer if you tell me exactly who you are. The truth, good sir. I can tell if you are lying."
In all honesty Serena wasn't certain she could. It was true that she had gained the useful ability to read auras, but so far they had only been general readings.
The ranger gazed at her in shock, his eyes wide in surprise before narrowing in thought.
Should he tell her something so few knew? Should he trust her? Should he take the chance?
Yes.
"I am the Ranger Strider, but my real name is Aragorn son of Arathorn, heir of Isildur. To the Elves I am called Estel."
The woman nodded her head, as if in satisfaction.
"I, like you, hold many identities. In another life I was Princess Serenity of the Moon Kingdom and heiress to the throne of the Silver Millennium. Now I am simply Serena, but if needed I become the warrior Sailor Moon."
Aragorn nodded in turn, taking in all this information.
"I have heard no such thing as the Moon Kingdom," he commented after a moment's pause.
Serena sighed in relief, lowering her head. He was taking it rather well, but she was confused beyond belief. She really should have had Pluto explain this world to her.
Aragorn took a step back as the woman's head lifted and he found himself looking at a happy child. Where was the woman from before? The one that seemed to demand attention and respect from a single look? Much like the Lady of Light. He found himself more drawn to this version. She seemed to radiate innocence. It seemed as if she was untouched by the shadow. However, the haunted look in her eyes, deep within, told a different story.
"Not really surprising. I'm not exactly from here."
She sat down and motioned for him to sit too. As soon as he was comfortable she turned to face him, a brilliant smile covering her face.
"I'm from another world actually. Or dimension, whatever you want to call it. Now I know what you're thinkin'. 'No way.' But it's the truth. One of my friends has the power to travel through time and space. A useful little trick but she can only do it in really, really, desperate times. Something about messing with the balance."
Aragorn understood very little. It wasn't so much the speed at which she spoke, faster than any he heard before, but rather the content.
He watched as she tried to hide a yawn and shook his head amused. He stood and offered her his hand.
"It is late and you are tired. Come with me to my camp. There's food there as well if you are hungry. You do not look as if you've been eating well, Princess."
He eyed her slim form showing from under his cloak with a critical eye as she took his hand.
"No Princess. Just Serena. And thanks. I never pass up free food."
Serena followed him in the darkness, hand clutching his tightly, ignoring his last remark. So what if she'd fought countless battles and defeated nameless evils. She was a still an eighteen year old girl in a strange world with no idea of what was out there. She could be afraid if she wanted to.
"Hey... Uh... What are Elves?"
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All done! You like?
I want more reviews! The MORE I get the FASTER I'll type. I swear it!
What do you all think so far? Should I keep goin' or should I stop wasting my time. If I don't get at least TEN REVIEWS I'm quittin'. You've been warned.
See you in the next chapter. (Hopefully)
Now the Reviewers... (The few and loved.)
Maarja
JaminJellyBean- Very good reasoning. I'll try to keep that in mind.
Blood_Rose077- Talk about graphic... lol
ElberethUndomiel- No offense taken. I think the reason I was all the grief was in such good description was because I wasn't all that happy. Imagine... My Christmas wasn't one of my best.
Trunks' nd Legolas' Dream Maiden
Lady Light
Senshi's Tenshi- I do try.
Rubii Kimu-chan
Europa- I'm afraid my muse is on vacation. *Sigh* Nice try though.
Lady Death- Have you read them all already?
Bless you all with much happiness and thanks for all the support.
P.S. In this story there will be parts of both the movies and the books.
P.S.S For anybody who's wondering when my other stories will be updated... Not a clue. The next chapter of "New World" is half way done, "Unexpected"... chapter two's not even started, and lastly the next chapter for "The Keepers" was almost done but I lost the disk. At any rate I'll try to get out "New World" and "Unexpected" but don't wait up for "The Keepers." I'll give a notice if and when I find it.
Chapter Three- Strangers
The Ranger's keen eyes scanned the darkened forest for hidden dangers a feeling of warmth settling throughout his being. He spared a glance at the three sleeping soundly around the night's fire. He would have to slow the pace. They were too exhausted after all the excitement.
His thoughts were interrupted as a flash of light shot through the sky followed by a surprised scream. He raced ahead, determined to find the cause of the shout before any harm befell the halflings. As he neared he heard the shuffling of bushes followed by another yell of annoyance. He stopped dead in his tracks when he finally reached the source of the noise.
The woman's impossibly long hair was tangled in the shrubs and she was trying her hardest to get free.
"Damn Pluto! Dropping me off in the middle of nowhere! What's the big idea?! Oww! Where am I supposed to go?!"
"Lady?"
The shouting woman ceased all movement and slowly turned to face the owner of the voice.
Serena was having a hell of a time. First, Pluto opens the portal above ground (over a bunch of bushes no less) and second, she realized that she was left with nothing but the clothes on her back and the hair burettes falling out of her buns. Not even a brush!
As she turned she searched the aura of the man behind her and felt nothing but concern, though it was laced with suspicion.
"Yes?"
She prided herself on the fact that her voice was a lot calmer than she felt. The last thing she needed was a potential helper turning away from her in annoyance if she acted her normal childish self.
Once she was facing him Aragorn's eyes widened in shock. The woman was certainly beautiful, even in the low light. He quickly found himself looking towards her ears. From what he could see in the moonlight they were rounded so she was not an elf. Then why did she look and feel so much like one. As he looked into her deep blue eyes he was taken aback by the blatant curiosity. Why was she not afraid? Was she ignorant of the world's evils or was she just braver than most?
"Are you in need of assistance?"
"If you could..." she trailed off and gave her hair a gentle tug while looking back at him pleadingly.
Stepping forward Aragorn grabbed hold of the silky silver-gold hair, shinning in the moonlight. For the next few minutes the two worked together to untangle the mass of thick tresses from the shrubbery. Once the task was accomplished she sank to her knees on the ground and furiously began rubbing her bare arms the hair surrounding her providing little warmth. Stepping back Aragorn finally took notice of the woman's strange outfit. The leggings were a pale blue and appeared sturdy while her pale pink shirt seemed rather thin.
'A woman in leggings and short sleeves? This one is strange indeed.'
Taking pity on the shivering form before him, he untied his own cloak and gently placed it over her.
'I'm freezing. I'm freezing. I'm freezing.'
The thought continued to play itself in Serena's mind like a broken record. Then she felt a heavy heat surrounding her. Her small hands clutched the edges of the garment and pulled it protectively around her. She looked up at her savior and offered a shaking smile in thanks.
Aragorn found himself returning the smile, his apprehension disappearing at a rapid speed. Suddenly he took a step back, his eyes narrowing in mistrust. He didn't like the fact that his defenses dropped just by being in the young woman's proximity.
Serena noticed the change in the man and sighed, shaking her head in exasperation.
Should she tell him? Would he believe her? Would he laugh? Would he attack?
As she stood she studied the tall rugged man before her. He wasn't evil, that much she could tell, but that didn't make him a friend. Not only that, but his aura was unnaturally bright for a human. A normal one at least.
"Who are you?" he asked wearily.
Serena closed her eyes and delved deep inside herself, looking for anything to help her in this situation. She reached inside her memory. She reached towards Serenity.
When her eyes opened Aragorn found himself staring at a royal. That was all he could explain her as. Despite her tiredness and lack of proper attire she radiated authority as only a royal could.
"A simple demand," she acknowledged, her voice soft and low. "One I will answer if you tell me exactly who you are. The truth, good sir. I can tell if you are lying."
In all honesty Serena wasn't certain she could. It was true that she had gained the useful ability to read auras, but so far they had only been general readings.
The ranger gazed at her in shock, his eyes wide in surprise before narrowing in thought.
Should he tell her something so few knew? Should he trust her? Should he take the chance?
Yes.
"I am the Ranger Strider, but my real name is Aragorn son of Arathorn, heir of Isildur. To the Elves I am called Estel."
The woman nodded her head, as if in satisfaction.
"I, like you, hold many identities. In another life I was Princess Serenity of the Moon Kingdom and heiress to the throne of the Silver Millennium. Now I am simply Serena, but if needed I become the warrior Sailor Moon."
Aragorn nodded in turn, taking in all this information.
"I have heard no such thing as the Moon Kingdom," he commented after a moment's pause.
Serena sighed in relief, lowering her head. He was taking it rather well, but she was confused beyond belief. She really should have had Pluto explain this world to her.
Aragorn took a step back as the woman's head lifted and he found himself looking at a happy child. Where was the woman from before? The one that seemed to demand attention and respect from a single look? Much like the Lady of Light. He found himself more drawn to this version. She seemed to radiate innocence. It seemed as if she was untouched by the shadow. However, the haunted look in her eyes, deep within, told a different story.
"Not really surprising. I'm not exactly from here."
She sat down and motioned for him to sit too. As soon as he was comfortable she turned to face him, a brilliant smile covering her face.
"I'm from another world actually. Or dimension, whatever you want to call it. Now I know what you're thinkin'. 'No way.' But it's the truth. One of my friends has the power to travel through time and space. A useful little trick but she can only do it in really, really, desperate times. Something about messing with the balance."
Aragorn understood very little. It wasn't so much the speed at which she spoke, faster than any he heard before, but rather the content.
He watched as she tried to hide a yawn and shook his head amused. He stood and offered her his hand.
"It is late and you are tired. Come with me to my camp. There's food there as well if you are hungry. You do not look as if you've been eating well, Princess."
He eyed her slim form showing from under his cloak with a critical eye as she took his hand.
"No Princess. Just Serena. And thanks. I never pass up free food."
Serena followed him in the darkness, hand clutching his tightly, ignoring his last remark. So what if she'd fought countless battles and defeated nameless evils. She was a still an eighteen year old girl in a strange world with no idea of what was out there. She could be afraid if she wanted to.
"Hey... Uh... What are Elves?"
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All done! You like?
I want more reviews! The MORE I get the FASTER I'll type. I swear it!
What do you all think so far? Should I keep goin' or should I stop wasting my time. If I don't get at least TEN REVIEWS I'm quittin'. You've been warned.
See you in the next chapter. (Hopefully)