Serenity crept silently toward the large mansion. It was a beautiful white building, huge black gates with twisted patterns barred her way, but she effortlessly jumped over the 20 foot high gates and continued her silent tread, through the rose gardens towards the glittering building.
Her chalk white summer-dress fluttered gently in the wind as she walked up the lawn. It blended beautifully with her milky white skin, and light hair, she seemed like a child goddess, bathed in the moons' light.
A man stood at his large bedroom window staring out at the immaculate gardens, which were part of his estate. Suddenly a small white figure caught his gaze. He stared hard but the figure was too far away to be identified, but it was clear that she did not belong there. He had no children, and none were allowed on his estate. He blinked and quite suddenly the figure was gone. Had it been a dream?
He shook his head, the sleepless nights after the escape of his most prized genetic experiment, must have been getting to him. Wandering back deeper into the room he lowered himself gently into his armchair in front of the fireplace. He stared blankly at the crackly flames.
Serenity walking among the roses, the colours reflected the moonlight and made the flower seem ethereal. The crimson reds, ocean blues and glowing yellows shone vividly and beautifully in the moonlight. Glancing up at the house and saw the man she was looking for staring out of one of the third storey windows straight at her. His expression was confusion mixed with a slight edge of fear, and his manner seemed like one who had been depraved of sleep. That's him she thought, her pulse quickening with excitement and adrenaline. She flitted to the house with incredible speed and snuck into his private rooms.
She sat on the spare chair which was across from the armchair where the man sat down a few seconds before. 'Good evening…. Sir,' she whispered gently in a soft and quiet voice.
The man jumped and swung around, 'W…who are you? How did you get into my private chambers!' he exclaimed nervously.
Serenity let a small smile escape from her lips, 'Why, through the door of course..' She stood up from the chair and walked gracefully towards him, 'will you… play with me… sir?' she inquired with a soft smile. 'I haven't had anyone play with for a long time… shall we play Cat kills the mouse?' While she said this she kept advancing toward him, while he backed away.
'S.. stay away from me!' he cried loudly and desperately.
Serenity frowned, 'You aren't very good at playing are you? You're supposed to runaway.. Oh well.. good bye… Mister Anderson.' Her eyes went a vivid emerald green, and a small pink tinged black glow surrounded her figure. The man's eyes went wide, 'Y.. You're one of THEM!' he screamed wildly before, collapsing into eternal darkness. She sighed and walked out of the room.
That was way too easy she thought, walking through the mansion quickly.
Endymion sat with his head in his hands, 'Oh Serenity.. You worry me so, what shall I do if you do not return to me?'
'Oh dearest Endy, you're worry for me is unfounded, I am sorry that I angered you. I completed a mission Endymion! I killed the evil man that made us suffer so much! I used my powers, and stayed in control Endy, isn't it great'
Endymion said not a word abut embraced her tightly, running his hands through her golden hair softly. 'I missed you… Don't ever scare me like that again love.'
Serenity shook her head into his chest, and gave a muttered answer. She pulled at his shirt, and slumped in his arms.
'Serenity!' Endymion cried, supporting her lifeless body, 'Serenity!'
Bent of her piles of medical textbooks, Ami took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes, sighing loudly she lent back in her chair and yawned. She had been studying for her extra exams. Her ambition was to become a doctor and she wanted to be one as soon as possible, so all this extra study was so she could skip two grades. Now, Ami isn't as you imagine, the geek with no friends. She was a friendly girl with many friends. She was of a quiet disposition and had a great passion for books. Dark hair that shimmered blue in the light and soft ocean blue eyes, accented her pale skin. Thin black rimmed, glasses perched perilously on her nose, threatened to fall off very few minutes as she bent to peer at her many small printed textbooks. Unknown to Ami was that she has an admirer from afar…