Hello! I'm having so much fun writing this! I hope you will enjoy this! Don't expect the next chapter until the end of next month if I don't get the next one up by the end of this month.
Just a reminder… Disclaimer: I wish I owned Sailor Moon, but I don't. I do however own Hoshi and Minako Tsukino.
"Now just relax, this won't hurt a bit," she said as she started to inject this silvery-green liquid into Usagi's arm.
"What is that?" Usagi asked.
"This is something to help you," the nurse replied, but Usagi only heard part of what she said because everything was starting to black out. She wanted to talk, but nothing came out.
The nurse walked out of the room and said to the others, "she's sleeping now and no one is allowed in the room."
They did as the nurse asked, but were puzzled as to why no one was allowed in. After about a half an hour Rei felt that something was wrong so everyone ran in the room to find something that led to their biggest fear.
Chapter 6- Sadness Has A New Meaning
Usagi was very close to death. Her heart was hardly beating. Her face was quite pale and they all knew that if they didn't act fast they could lose their friend and Princess forever. All but one person was frantic, trying to figure out a way to keep Usagi alive.
Usagi's P.O.V.
I got up and stepped outside, only to see my friends and family crying, I didn't know why.
"I'm here! I'm fine!" I tried to scream, but they couldn't hear me. I ran up to Seiya and Mamoru and tried to hug them both, but they couldn't feel me. I ran in front of Mako, but she couldn't see me. It was then that I figured out why they were frying. They were mourning my death. I could not stand to see my friends and family so sad day after day. The day came. The day I would be buried. And the day I would go to where I would then belong. Heaven. I watched the memorial service. My friends and family (yes, even Shingo) said how much they cared for me the best way they could. After the service and after I was buried, I saw a great white light and headed for it.
The End
No, really!
OK if you fell for that SHAME ON YOU! I would never end a story there. I know this is really short, but I didn't want to put this and the next chapter together.
I'm going to have a contest.
Who do you think was the person that wasn't frantic was? If you answer correctly I will create a character later in the story with your name. If there are more than one winner I will randomly select the person. The winner(s) will also get a glimpse of the next chapter. You have to be a writer to win, cause I'll need your email address. L8r!