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Chapter Two: Picking up the Broken Pieces

Serena stood at the door, waving good-bye to her friends. She smiled as she remembered a few of them offering to stay with her for the night, just so she wouldn't have to be alone.

She closed the door and turned around, looking at the empty apartment. 'This apartment no longer has any warmth,' Serena said to herself. She almost wished that she had taken her friends' offers to stay, but she didn't want to trouble them.

The lonely blond walked to her coffee table and picked up her shiny porcelain plate. All that was left were measly little crumbs just like the memories of her and Darien. The once delicious cookies had vanished, almost into thin air.

She carried the plate to her small kitchen and opened the dishwasher. She placed the plate onto a rack, hoping that the crumbs would be gone by tomorrow. Serena knew better though. It would take a long time for those crumbs to go away.

She made several trips to and from the kitchen and her living room, taking in dishes to be cleaned.

After she was through, Serena went and sat on her couch. She almost expected Darien to call, like he always did around this time. She sighed rather loudly, still taking in the events of the day. Suddenly, she realized something. It would be very quiet and dull without Darien to talk to.

Serena's thoughts were traveling a mile a minute, like a train, not stopping for anything in its way. Not even fatigue.

Her thoughts were those of a girl whose heart had just been broken: Why did he leave her? What forced him to run into the arms of another woman? Could it have been prevented? These questions baffled Serena to no end, and she wondered if they would ever be answered.

She thought about calling him, asking him all of these questions. Asking him why he had done this to her. She, in fact, had the right to know what had gone wrong with her boyfriend. Then, she thought against it. I don't want to bother him with my silly confusion, she thought sadly. He would just laugh at her any way. He would tell her not to bother him ever again.

So Serena merely sat on her bed, trying her hardest not to think of Darien, her favorite mistake. She sighed helplessly. I need to get out of here, blinking, wondering where on earth she could possibly go.

Then, in a moment's haste, she recited the name that could take her away; the name that could help her forget her troubles: Trista.

And then a voice came from Serena's doorway, suddenly and expectedly. "Yes, My Queen?" Pluto knew her duty, even if it was just in thoughts. Her sworn and mandatory duty was to serve the future queen, their Queen Serenity. Although, Serena treated Trista more like a friend then a servant, and that's what everyone loved about Serena; it compelled them to do things for her, just to see her smile.

"Sailor Pluto, Trista…" Serena's mind wandered for a minute. "I ask of you, as a friend and a loyal attendant, please send me somewhere I can rid myself of this pain; where I can live again." Serena's eyes pleaded with Sailor Pluto, showing both anguish and vulnerability. "I don't want to hurt any more," her whispering was so soft, Pluto thought she was keeping a deep secret from the room.

And Sailor Pluto was stuck. She had to serve her Queen, but she also had to abide by the laws of Time; the laws that her great ancestor, Chronus, laid down to keep order in the universe. Her Queen or her legacy. Sailor Pluto thought long and hard, looking at the consequences of both choices, and then looking at the brighter colors of the crayon box. She closed her eyes, breathing deeply as if smelling fresh pastries in the window sill, trying to meditate on the decision, all the while Serena waited patiently, waiting for her incontestable fate.

And suddenly, Pluto's eyes shot open and without saying any thing, began to chant, calling forth a tear in time.

Serena jumped up and down and ran towards her beloved friend. "Thank you," she whispered tears rolling down her already tear-stained face. Pluto smiled back at her Queen, feeling that compelled feeling.

Straightening up, Pluto opened her mouth and spoke wisely, like she was expected to do, telling Serena all about the new place: it's people, its geography and its history.

Serena listened carefully to everything Trista said, drinking in everything slowly as so not to miss a thing. And as soon as she begun, Sailor Pluto stopped her mouth exercise and smiled at Serena lovingly, like a sister would. "Good luck." Sailor Pluto choked on her words, barely managing to get them out. Tears rolled down her mocha complexion, leaving a salty trail on her exotic face.

"Thank you," Serena whispered to Trista one last time before turning towards the bleak tear in space. She stepped forward, and disappeared into the black. As the tear closed, Pluto had horrible afterthoughts. What have I done, and began to sob.

Well, that's pretty much chapter 2. I really hope you enjoyed. Please don't forget to R &R.