Title: The Prince of Thieves and a Moon Maiden
Author: Marie J.W.
Chapter: Five
Rated: PG
Email: angellady41@hotmail.com
URL: www.geocities.com/mariejwfanfics
Disclaimers: I don't own Sailor Moon.
Well, you wanted some more so here is another chapter. It is short but it
will have to do for now since I haven't had the time to write more. Thank
you all your wonderful emails.
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Pete sharpened his knife with ease as he every now and than glanced up
at the top of the mountain where he could see two figures dancing around
each other. He was still surprised that the young girl was a Princess and
from the Moon no less but what surprised him more was how determined and
strong she could be. She would take blow after blow with out so much as
shedding one tear. She was a strong girl and she deserved every bit of
respect in his book.
Up at the top of the mountain Serenity had no clue to Pete's thoughts.
She was treated the same by Jarick and Pete and there was no way of knowing
that they knew her real identity.
"Move, girl!" Jarick shouted, "You'll get squashed sitting there."
"I'm moving!" Serenity shouted back with some annoyance. She was getting
tired and hot and she didn't know how much longer she could keep the sweat
out of her eyes.
Jarick swung his sword down and towards her stomach. Serenity's eyes
widened and she quickly backed away and tried to hit his sword away with
her own.
Yes, they were actually using real swords and sharp ones at that. When
Jarick first handed it to her she nearly fell forward with the wieght.
Just recently she was starting to get used to it.
Serenity wasn't quick enough with the heavy sword and just barely got
nipped with the tip of the edge of Jarick's thick sword at her side.
Serenity sucked in her breath as the stinging went from her side way
down through her leg. It wasn't unbarable but it hurt like heck.
"That's enough!" Serenity finally breathed out, "I have to rest."
Jarick stared at her for a long second before finally nodding. He was
equally tired and his clothes were soaked through.
Serenity fell down against a rock and rested her head on her knees,
breathing heavily.
"That was good... but ya need to be better if ya'r going to defend ya'r self."
"I know..." Serenity replied exhasted, "This is just so hard..."
"It's got to be." Jarick sat down on the ground next to her, "All of the
men have to train to be good enough to fight out of the ring and in the
ring. It's just the way it is."
Serenity's head snapped up, "In the ring? You fight in turnaments?"
Jarick nodded, "That's how we make our ear'in each year."
"In a ring? Where people watch? Where you compete against a team?"
Serenity's voice was raising.
"Sure. That's how ya do it, ain't it? What ya got spinning around in that
mind of yar's?"
Serenity bit her lip in thought, "Could I compete if I was good enough?"
"Ya'r a girl!"
"I know that! Why can't girls compete?!"
Jarick stared at her.
"Well?"
"It just ain't right for a girl to compete with the men." He shrugged,
"It's just the way it is."
Serenity licked her lips, "What if I dressed like one of you?"
"Like a man?"
"Yes." Serenity nodded, "I could wear pants and put my hair up..."
Jarick shook his head, "Ya'r think'in crazy now."
"I am not and you know it! In time I could be just as good as you!
I could even win if I was given a chance, I know I could!" When Jarick
continued to stare Serenity glared at him, "If you don't have faith that
I can be good then why am I wasting my time?"
"Now wait a minute! I never said ya couldn't be good! Far from it, I know
ya can be good... maybe even great but fight'in in a ring is tough
stuff. There's no mercy."
"I don't expect any."
"Just then... when things got tough, when ya'r were too hot, too sweaty and
too tired ya gave up. Ya just don't have what it takes. In a ring ya can't
stop just because ya'r tired- hey, what'r ya do'in?" Jarick asked when
she suddenly stood up and picked up the heavy sword once again.
"I'm not giving up. Round two and this time you're the one that's going to
ask for a break."
Jarick's brow furrowed, "Now... wait a minute-"
"You said I couldn't. Well, I'm going to prove I can. Are you going to
deny me?"
"No... Lady, no I ain't." He finally smiled and stood up, drawing his
own sword, "Ya better not be complaining to Pete in the morn'in when ya'r
all stiff."
"I won't."
"We'll see."
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To Be Continued...
Author: Marie J.W.
Chapter: Five
Rated: PG
Email: angellady41@hotmail.com
URL: www.geocities.com/mariejwfanfics
Disclaimers: I don't own Sailor Moon.
Well, you wanted some more so here is another chapter. It is short but it
will have to do for now since I haven't had the time to write more. Thank
you all your wonderful emails.
= * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * =
Pete sharpened his knife with ease as he every now and than glanced up
at the top of the mountain where he could see two figures dancing around
each other. He was still surprised that the young girl was a Princess and
from the Moon no less but what surprised him more was how determined and
strong she could be. She would take blow after blow with out so much as
shedding one tear. She was a strong girl and she deserved every bit of
respect in his book.
Up at the top of the mountain Serenity had no clue to Pete's thoughts.
She was treated the same by Jarick and Pete and there was no way of knowing
that they knew her real identity.
"Move, girl!" Jarick shouted, "You'll get squashed sitting there."
"I'm moving!" Serenity shouted back with some annoyance. She was getting
tired and hot and she didn't know how much longer she could keep the sweat
out of her eyes.
Jarick swung his sword down and towards her stomach. Serenity's eyes
widened and she quickly backed away and tried to hit his sword away with
her own.
Yes, they were actually using real swords and sharp ones at that. When
Jarick first handed it to her she nearly fell forward with the wieght.
Just recently she was starting to get used to it.
Serenity wasn't quick enough with the heavy sword and just barely got
nipped with the tip of the edge of Jarick's thick sword at her side.
Serenity sucked in her breath as the stinging went from her side way
down through her leg. It wasn't unbarable but it hurt like heck.
"That's enough!" Serenity finally breathed out, "I have to rest."
Jarick stared at her for a long second before finally nodding. He was
equally tired and his clothes were soaked through.
Serenity fell down against a rock and rested her head on her knees,
breathing heavily.
"That was good... but ya need to be better if ya'r going to defend ya'r self."
"I know..." Serenity replied exhasted, "This is just so hard..."
"It's got to be." Jarick sat down on the ground next to her, "All of the
men have to train to be good enough to fight out of the ring and in the
ring. It's just the way it is."
Serenity's head snapped up, "In the ring? You fight in turnaments?"
Jarick nodded, "That's how we make our ear'in each year."
"In a ring? Where people watch? Where you compete against a team?"
Serenity's voice was raising.
"Sure. That's how ya do it, ain't it? What ya got spinning around in that
mind of yar's?"
Serenity bit her lip in thought, "Could I compete if I was good enough?"
"Ya'r a girl!"
"I know that! Why can't girls compete?!"
Jarick stared at her.
"Well?"
"It just ain't right for a girl to compete with the men." He shrugged,
"It's just the way it is."
Serenity licked her lips, "What if I dressed like one of you?"
"Like a man?"
"Yes." Serenity nodded, "I could wear pants and put my hair up..."
Jarick shook his head, "Ya'r think'in crazy now."
"I am not and you know it! In time I could be just as good as you!
I could even win if I was given a chance, I know I could!" When Jarick
continued to stare Serenity glared at him, "If you don't have faith that
I can be good then why am I wasting my time?"
"Now wait a minute! I never said ya couldn't be good! Far from it, I know
ya can be good... maybe even great but fight'in in a ring is tough
stuff. There's no mercy."
"I don't expect any."
"Just then... when things got tough, when ya'r were too hot, too sweaty and
too tired ya gave up. Ya just don't have what it takes. In a ring ya can't
stop just because ya'r tired- hey, what'r ya do'in?" Jarick asked when
she suddenly stood up and picked up the heavy sword once again.
"I'm not giving up. Round two and this time you're the one that's going to
ask for a break."
Jarick's brow furrowed, "Now... wait a minute-"
"You said I couldn't. Well, I'm going to prove I can. Are you going to
deny me?"
"No... Lady, no I ain't." He finally smiled and stood up, drawing his
own sword, "Ya better not be complaining to Pete in the morn'in when ya'r
all stiff."
"I won't."
"We'll see."
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To Be Continued...