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I don't own sailor moon
A few days had passed with nothing out of the ordinary happening, and I was starting to wonder if maybe I was delusional. Today, I found myself walking in the park enjoying the freedom from school, and another beautiful summer day in Tokyo. I knelt and smelt a rose, carefully picking it and breaking the thorns out, weaving the beautiful thing in my hair. I felt tranquility today. I sat along the lakeshore and watched the waves and the children play in the water. I noticed to my left a couple engrossed in one another picnicking. My thoughts seemed to stray to the changes I've noticed in myself lately, my hair had completely turned silver, and my once 5'0 form was now resting at about 5'4.My hair seemed to double in length, now reaching the floor in waves when my hair was out of my hairstyle.
A scream was heard echoing throughout the park knocking me from examining my self image. I tilted my head to the source of the voice , only to be grabbed and held to a tree as a youma's claw ripping into my sun dress and puncturing my skin. Wincing in pain, I wondered if this was the end. But before I could continue that train of thought, a beam of light flew passed by me hitting the enemy, and I was dropped to the ground.
Heaving, I held my arm sides in attempt to ease the pain. I turned my head to thank my savior, and I saw her. Sailor V they called her. She was the hero of Tokyo, with golden blonde hair, pulled back by a red bow, her eyes were covered by a red mask. The youma now much more interested in her, made several failed attempts to grab her. However I watched in horror as she was grabbed and thrown into a wall of a nearby building. A young child of merely 10 screamed for his hero, attempting to run to Sailor V, not realizing what was going on, as I watch the youma kill this young child, I ran to the child and cried. I watched amazed as my tears turned into crystals that formed along the child's wounds, until there were no more. I don't know how long I sat there for shocked. The child had woken up, and was whisked away by his frightened mother. The youma had disappeared.
"Serenity" My head jerked up to the sound of that name, and before me knelt a girl, hair long and golden with eyes of blue.
"Who are you?" I asked somehow once more I'd not receive an answer.
"Soon, he'll come for you. You won't be alone forever, soon you will bask this world with your glorious light, and you will rule beside your king once more." She faded before my eyes than, and I glanced and noticed that the couple were sitting there still, unharmed and untouched it seemed as if it never happened at all. She told me I wouldn't be alone. She told me of my love. I walked home slowly, my wounds now healed, images of a man, whose face I couldn't see. A man I knew I love.
I don't own sailor moon
A few days had passed with nothing out of the ordinary happening, and I was starting to wonder if maybe I was delusional. Today, I found myself walking in the park enjoying the freedom from school, and another beautiful summer day in Tokyo. I knelt and smelt a rose, carefully picking it and breaking the thorns out, weaving the beautiful thing in my hair. I felt tranquility today. I sat along the lakeshore and watched the waves and the children play in the water. I noticed to my left a couple engrossed in one another picnicking. My thoughts seemed to stray to the changes I've noticed in myself lately, my hair had completely turned silver, and my once 5'0 form was now resting at about 5'4.My hair seemed to double in length, now reaching the floor in waves when my hair was out of my hairstyle.
A scream was heard echoing throughout the park knocking me from examining my self image. I tilted my head to the source of the voice , only to be grabbed and held to a tree as a youma's claw ripping into my sun dress and puncturing my skin. Wincing in pain, I wondered if this was the end. But before I could continue that train of thought, a beam of light flew passed by me hitting the enemy, and I was dropped to the ground.
Heaving, I held my arm sides in attempt to ease the pain. I turned my head to thank my savior, and I saw her. Sailor V they called her. She was the hero of Tokyo, with golden blonde hair, pulled back by a red bow, her eyes were covered by a red mask. The youma now much more interested in her, made several failed attempts to grab her. However I watched in horror as she was grabbed and thrown into a wall of a nearby building. A young child of merely 10 screamed for his hero, attempting to run to Sailor V, not realizing what was going on, as I watch the youma kill this young child, I ran to the child and cried. I watched amazed as my tears turned into crystals that formed along the child's wounds, until there were no more. I don't know how long I sat there for shocked. The child had woken up, and was whisked away by his frightened mother. The youma had disappeared.
"Serenity" My head jerked up to the sound of that name, and before me knelt a girl, hair long and golden with eyes of blue.
"Who are you?" I asked somehow once more I'd not receive an answer.
"Soon, he'll come for you. You won't be alone forever, soon you will bask this world with your glorious light, and you will rule beside your king once more." She faded before my eyes than, and I glanced and noticed that the couple were sitting there still, unharmed and untouched it seemed as if it never happened at all. She told me I wouldn't be alone. She told me of my love. I walked home slowly, my wounds now healed, images of a man, whose face I couldn't see. A man I knew I love.