Author's note: I extend my gratitude to April Eagle, First Genesis and Windancer, for inspiring me to finally share my indulgence despite my rebellion against the pen. Of course the Mcclouds too, for constructive criticism and on-going encouragement. My training is technical rather than creative writing hence, bear with the lack of imagery and vivid description; emphasis is on the plot. Furthermore, chapters are quite concise. Usual Sailormoon disclaimer apply.

Destiny Chapter 1

"Nooooooooo!"

"Michiru, Michiru… Wait!"

Michiru ran as fast as she could. It didn't matter whether her elegant turquoise dress was rubbing against the moist soil and dew nor her tall glass slippers were persecuting her feet. She just had to get away, get away from everyone.

Why, why, why? Why her of all people? She has so much dreams and aspirations...to be a famous musician and artist, to be a wife and mother... Now, everything came tumbling down. With the sudden death of her sister, there was no one else who can inherit the duty of a sailor senshi but her. Coming to the Earth was suppose to be fun, full of parties and celebration. Not like this.

Taken aback by an ambush, the late Sailor Neptune had given her life that her kinsmen may reach their destination safely. There was no time to grieve nor (psychologically) adjust; the new Sailor Neptune needed to go to the moon soon, together with Sailor Uranus, with the urgent mission of Empress Serenity.

Most people from other planets find pride and honor in becoming a senshi, but it was the opposite for Neptunians. They experience the world through feelings, and it was simply too much to forsake their emotions as any desensitize decent warrior ought to be. Worst of all, their extreme sensitivity could not yield to slaughter, even if survival is at stake. They were simply "a lover, not a fighter" kind of people. Art and music is the Neptunian nature; not war and blood. Nonetheless, Neptunian perfectly understand the need for a senshi with the bestowed gift of intuition; no one could match their sharp premonition, the way they could endure every terror, pain and suffering before it even happens! At most, it was love for their people that has compelled and encouraged Sailor Neptunes to endure such great sacrifice throughout the ages. Yes, a sailor senshi was given extraordinary life expectancy and great powers, but what good are these privileges when one has to renounce her personal life out of duty? When one is called to safeguard the entire planetary system all the time that one cannot even have the time to enjoy the bliss of a marital union nor it miraculous fruition- children.

Gasping for air, Michiru realized she was already surrounded with thick scary trees. She was so absorbed with her thoughts, she didn't notice she is now deep within the heart of the forest. Walking aimlessly, she tried to find her way back. Hours has passed, yet her efforts were in vain. Somehow, she had a nagging feeling that unless she finds her way out before the sun sets, she would not see the daylight ever again. As the sun rays turn red, her fear was amplified. Exhausted, hungry and lost, is there no end to this labyrinth?

Suddenly yellow eyes began to sparkle in the dark. Mysterious figures slowly walked to her, salivating and growling on their prey -- her. Michiru found herself surrounded by a pack of wolves, ready to devour her. Feeling helpless over her weakened state, Michiru closed her eyes to preparation for her untimely demise. It was not suppose to end this way...