Hey, everyone! I'm trying to update every two days, so here it is. This
chapter is sort of strange and it made sense in my head. If it doesn't make
sense to you reading it, sorry! Usual disclaimer; I don't own Sailor Moon
or anything to do with it. On with the show!
The car skidded down a long hill and unceremoniously rolled once, landing
on its wheels again. Serena turned to look at Ray's faced, which was red
with blood from a small gash on his forehead, but blank. Seeing
opportunity, she reached for the cell phone beside Ray, and grabbed the
door handle and pulled; the door opened and Serena fled. 'All those years
of running to school really came in handy!' thought Serena as she ran
wildly away from the car. She heard nothing but the noise of leaves
crunching underfoot and branches breaking as she stepped on them for about
ten minutes, and by that time she was both out of breath and very far away
from her captor. She slowed to a jog and kept running for a bit until she
nearly crashed into the tree when the cell phone started to ring loudly in
her pocket.
"Hello?" Serena asked quietly.
"Sere! Are you ok? It's Darien!" Darien's frantic voice came over the line and Serena's heart leapt; relieved it was not one of Ray's goons.
"Darien! The car rolled, I'm alright though, but I stole the phone and ran... I've been running for about ten minutes and I'm pretty far away. Could you trace the signal? I can keep running but I don't know where I am and it might get dark soon!" Serena's voice was calm and clear. She knew that with the right technology Darien could trace her phone call and find her, but if he couldn't do it soon she'd be in trouble. Ray surely by now was awake and alert and knew Serena had left.
"Yeah, Serena, we're working on it. I need another few minutes on the line though. Keep running, or at least walking. If you hear anything, run like the wind; The captors must be really mad and they may kill you if they find you!" Darien's voice was worried but strong; his head was full of "what if?" questions about Serena's now unclear fate.
"I'll keep going. Hey! There's a house up ahead! I'm going to check it out; maybe it's empty or someone really nice lives there!" Serena's voice lifted and she began to run toward the house full tilt. Reaching the door, she knocked and waited. An old man came to the door.
"Sir, I really need your help. May I come in?" Serena pled sweetly with a frightened look upon her face. The man was in overalls and a plaid flannel shirt; dirt marred his face from a long day in the fields.
"Why, yes, little lady. Tell me, what or who troubles you?" The man's face went from surprise to concern as he stepped back to let Serena through the door.
"Well, I was kidnapped two days ago and I just escaped. They may be looking for me and I need to stay somewhere I won't get caught. I'd be glad to work for my stay, sir, so long as you'll cover for me in case anyone comes looking." Serena gave another puppy-dog look and prayed the man was as kind as he looked.
"If that's the cause, we should make you a good disguise. We'll get you into some farm clothing and you can work on the farm. If someone should happen by, I'll say you're my granddaughter. The only thing I ask is that you help me with the farm for your stay." The man's face grew bright and her heart fluttered. 'I'm saved!' she thought.
"Of course, sir, of course. My name is Serena, by the way. You could call me Anna so that if anyone asks, you know my name. And what is yours, sir?" Serena asked quickly.
"My name is Morris. Call me that unless someone comes around; then you call me Grandpa. Here, I'll go get you some clothes. By the way, I have two granddaughters around here that help me too, so you aren't alone. After you change I'll take you to the barn and introduce you." Morris turned on his heel and walked up the stairs leading to the second floor. Serena marveled at the house she was in; it was huge and very elegant. Moments later, two girls about Serena's age walked in the back door, dirt covered and panting loudly.
"Beat you, Miriam! Hey, look, there's someone here." The one girl said loudly. This girl was dressed in full country garb; overalls and a flannel shirt, rubber boots, and of course a red bandanna to keep her hair back. The other girl, seemingly the same age, wore the same outfit; only her bandanna was a royal blue.
"Yeah, Mandy. Hey, miss, who are you and why are you here?" The girl named Miriam called. Serena blushed and walked over to the girls, shaking each hand in turn.
"My name is Serena. I was kidnapped two days ago and I just ran away today. You granddad was kind enough to let me stay here until my boyfriend and family can come get me. Please, though, call me Anna. If anyone asks, that's my name." Her head lowered and her eyes dimmed, expecting a strong reaction, though not the type she got.
"That's awful! Well, if you need anything, just ask." Miriam replied with contempt. "Yeah, we're here for you." Mandy added softly. Just then, Morris came walking down the stairs with a pile of clothes. "Well, I see you've met my granddaughters. I hope you all like each other."
"Yeah, granddad. She'll be in our room, right?" Mandy asked quickly.
"Yes. Take her up to your room, and Miriam, take these clothes." He handed Miriam the clothing and turned to sit at the table.
"Come on, follow us." Miriam said happily. The girls ran up the stairs and into one of the rooms. Miriam and Mandy excused themselves and changed into jeans and t-shirts while Serena sat in awe of the beautifully decorated room. Antique furnishings filled the room and delicate flowers sat in vases on the dressers; the bed had down-filled cream colored duvets and rich mahogany wood furniture. It was the height of comfort and suited the house perfectly. The girls reappeared once more and led Serena back down to the dinner table where a turkey and mashed potato dinner awaited.
"The cook is really great. She's very nice." Miriam added to the astonished Serena, whose mouth was wide and hanging at the sight of the feast in front of her.
"Here, take a seat. Start eating, have as much as you like." Mandy smiled and pulled out a chair, which Serena promptly plopped down into. After loading her plate, Serena began to eat furiously, lavishly pouring gravy over her turkey and potatoes. An hour passed and Serena was full, the girls and Morris gaping at how much food the petite girl had packed away.
"God, girl, are your legs hollow? But hey, if you were that hungry, have at it." Morris said jokingly, pointing to Serena's clear plate.
"Thank you so much, it was delicious! The best turkey I've ever had, I'd say. May I please be excused?" Serena smiled in gratitude and turned to the girls. "Mandy, Miriam, would you like to come upstairs with me?" The girls smiled and stood up, both asking tp be excused as well. All three picked up their plates and glasses and took them over to the sink, placing them gently on the counter top.
The girl raced upstairs and sat down on the bed. They simply lay there for the longest time, talking about all manners of things, from boys to make-up to farming and why they were here. Hours passed and one by one the girls dozed off, leaving Serena alone to her own thoughts. 'If only Darien could get me out of here...'Serena thought lazily, and drifted into sleep dreaming of Darien and her family.
"Hello?" Serena asked quietly.
"Sere! Are you ok? It's Darien!" Darien's frantic voice came over the line and Serena's heart leapt; relieved it was not one of Ray's goons.
"Darien! The car rolled, I'm alright though, but I stole the phone and ran... I've been running for about ten minutes and I'm pretty far away. Could you trace the signal? I can keep running but I don't know where I am and it might get dark soon!" Serena's voice was calm and clear. She knew that with the right technology Darien could trace her phone call and find her, but if he couldn't do it soon she'd be in trouble. Ray surely by now was awake and alert and knew Serena had left.
"Yeah, Serena, we're working on it. I need another few minutes on the line though. Keep running, or at least walking. If you hear anything, run like the wind; The captors must be really mad and they may kill you if they find you!" Darien's voice was worried but strong; his head was full of "what if?" questions about Serena's now unclear fate.
"I'll keep going. Hey! There's a house up ahead! I'm going to check it out; maybe it's empty or someone really nice lives there!" Serena's voice lifted and she began to run toward the house full tilt. Reaching the door, she knocked and waited. An old man came to the door.
"Sir, I really need your help. May I come in?" Serena pled sweetly with a frightened look upon her face. The man was in overalls and a plaid flannel shirt; dirt marred his face from a long day in the fields.
"Why, yes, little lady. Tell me, what or who troubles you?" The man's face went from surprise to concern as he stepped back to let Serena through the door.
"Well, I was kidnapped two days ago and I just escaped. They may be looking for me and I need to stay somewhere I won't get caught. I'd be glad to work for my stay, sir, so long as you'll cover for me in case anyone comes looking." Serena gave another puppy-dog look and prayed the man was as kind as he looked.
"If that's the cause, we should make you a good disguise. We'll get you into some farm clothing and you can work on the farm. If someone should happen by, I'll say you're my granddaughter. The only thing I ask is that you help me with the farm for your stay." The man's face grew bright and her heart fluttered. 'I'm saved!' she thought.
"Of course, sir, of course. My name is Serena, by the way. You could call me Anna so that if anyone asks, you know my name. And what is yours, sir?" Serena asked quickly.
"My name is Morris. Call me that unless someone comes around; then you call me Grandpa. Here, I'll go get you some clothes. By the way, I have two granddaughters around here that help me too, so you aren't alone. After you change I'll take you to the barn and introduce you." Morris turned on his heel and walked up the stairs leading to the second floor. Serena marveled at the house she was in; it was huge and very elegant. Moments later, two girls about Serena's age walked in the back door, dirt covered and panting loudly.
"Beat you, Miriam! Hey, look, there's someone here." The one girl said loudly. This girl was dressed in full country garb; overalls and a flannel shirt, rubber boots, and of course a red bandanna to keep her hair back. The other girl, seemingly the same age, wore the same outfit; only her bandanna was a royal blue.
"Yeah, Mandy. Hey, miss, who are you and why are you here?" The girl named Miriam called. Serena blushed and walked over to the girls, shaking each hand in turn.
"My name is Serena. I was kidnapped two days ago and I just ran away today. You granddad was kind enough to let me stay here until my boyfriend and family can come get me. Please, though, call me Anna. If anyone asks, that's my name." Her head lowered and her eyes dimmed, expecting a strong reaction, though not the type she got.
"That's awful! Well, if you need anything, just ask." Miriam replied with contempt. "Yeah, we're here for you." Mandy added softly. Just then, Morris came walking down the stairs with a pile of clothes. "Well, I see you've met my granddaughters. I hope you all like each other."
"Yeah, granddad. She'll be in our room, right?" Mandy asked quickly.
"Yes. Take her up to your room, and Miriam, take these clothes." He handed Miriam the clothing and turned to sit at the table.
"Come on, follow us." Miriam said happily. The girls ran up the stairs and into one of the rooms. Miriam and Mandy excused themselves and changed into jeans and t-shirts while Serena sat in awe of the beautifully decorated room. Antique furnishings filled the room and delicate flowers sat in vases on the dressers; the bed had down-filled cream colored duvets and rich mahogany wood furniture. It was the height of comfort and suited the house perfectly. The girls reappeared once more and led Serena back down to the dinner table where a turkey and mashed potato dinner awaited.
"The cook is really great. She's very nice." Miriam added to the astonished Serena, whose mouth was wide and hanging at the sight of the feast in front of her.
"Here, take a seat. Start eating, have as much as you like." Mandy smiled and pulled out a chair, which Serena promptly plopped down into. After loading her plate, Serena began to eat furiously, lavishly pouring gravy over her turkey and potatoes. An hour passed and Serena was full, the girls and Morris gaping at how much food the petite girl had packed away.
"God, girl, are your legs hollow? But hey, if you were that hungry, have at it." Morris said jokingly, pointing to Serena's clear plate.
"Thank you so much, it was delicious! The best turkey I've ever had, I'd say. May I please be excused?" Serena smiled in gratitude and turned to the girls. "Mandy, Miriam, would you like to come upstairs with me?" The girls smiled and stood up, both asking tp be excused as well. All three picked up their plates and glasses and took them over to the sink, placing them gently on the counter top.
The girl raced upstairs and sat down on the bed. They simply lay there for the longest time, talking about all manners of things, from boys to make-up to farming and why they were here. Hours passed and one by one the girls dozed off, leaving Serena alone to her own thoughts. 'If only Darien could get me out of here...'Serena thought lazily, and drifted into sleep dreaming of Darien and her family.