The Emerald Plains of Ireland By: Lady Tristana Rogue

This fanfic has been written using the cartoon characters from the hit TV show Sailor Moon. (English names) I have taken lines from certain movies, which I love and adore. I have used my imagine for this work. All ideas are my own. Serena starts out as being six years of age, in chapter two she is eighteen. Her last name is Holborne. Darien is nine when the story starts, in chapter two he is twenty-one. Some of the gang will be brought out in the story, however many others will not. If you would like to use any of its contents, please feel free, however I would like to get accreditation for anything used. Please write any questions, send comments, exedra, You,

Lady Tristana Rogue

Chapter one: Younger Years

She sat quietly hoping to hear that her mother would live through her illness. Sitting still on the bench outside her mother's chamber door, she looked out the window closest to her, tears slowly sliding down her cheeks. The girl was only about six years old, with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She had no other family, but her father who was nearly never home to begin with.

She stirred slightly when she heard the click of the lock on the door. A girl in her early teens with red hair had stepped out of the room and walked slowly over to the girl. "My Lady your mother wishes to see you. She says that you must come quickly."

The girl got up and walked silently behind the red haired servant girl. Her mother's room seemed as if it would normally be bright and cheery, almost like a fairytale. However, on this day it was not, to the girl it seemed as if death was in the room no matter where she looked. She walked slower than usual to her mother's bed, for this day she knew that it would be her last.

"Serena, child please do not look so glum." Her mother said. Her mother was very beautiful in her youth and still is, that is until earlier this week when the ammonia began to claim her life. She was ghostly pale, her eyes no longer held the emerald sparkle that it use to, and her red blonde hair no longer shown like the sun on a hot summer's day. "Your Father should be returning on this day. He will provide for you. I must tell you now child, I am dying. There is nothing you can do to prevent this, nothing will stop the inevitable. The Gods have commanded an audience with me and I must go when they call. I shall forever love you like I have loved no other in my lifetime. You will always be guarded and watch over by me when I am gone." She soon began to cough histically, and Serena screamed for the maid.

"Molly, please come quick its mother, she can't breath. Please! Mama hang on everything will be fine I will not let anything happen I promise, just please don't leave me. I need you!" Serena began to cry uncontrollably.

Molly soon came in and tried to help her mother, "Me lady Evelyn, please try to take in air." It was too late though, nothing could help her. Slowly the coughing subsided, and she began to breathe shallow breaths again. She would never see the next sunrise.

He sat in his room wanting to get away from the castle. Life here had been strict and often times unbearable. In Ireland the land was greener than any other in the world and he enjoyed knowing that he would some day rule over that same land. However, today he wanted to get away be out in the gardens that he so loved.

He pushed his black hair out of his face and began to read again. But he could not keep his ocean blue eyes on the pages, for some reason he just could not focus on the book. Tired of trying to read and tired of being locked up, he left his room.

"Darien, young man you better have an excuse for leaving your studies. You are nine years of age and you need to keep up with your studies. Your teachers will not be happy at all and neither will I. So what is your excuse?" Asked a tall stern woman. She had golden brown hair and golden eyes that could scare even the bravest of men when need be.

"Oh, uhh, mother how are you doing today?" Darien asked trying to avoid the question asked by his mother.

"Don't try that with me boy." She paused and smiled, for no matter how hard she tried she could never be mad at her son long. His Father had passed on to the next life just after he was but a year old. She could never shake the feeling that her husband was looking at her through her son's eyes. "I'm fine, and now answer me what is your excuse?"

"I simply can't stand to be locked up in my room for hours on end you should know by now mother." He smiled back.

"Well come then walk with me in the gardens. The sky maybe clouded over but it is still a beautiful day." She smiled warmly as she walked over to her son and led him out the main castle doors.

The sun had set on a sad scene at Lady Evelyn's manner, for at the stroke of midnight the Lady of the manner of Holborne breathed her last. Serena sat by her side, as her father began to make preparations for the burial that was to take place within the next week.

Serena soon fell asleep exhausted from a day of crying. Her life as she had known to be filled with joy and happiness would never be the same. For she did not know her father and what he was capable of.

She of course had been trained in the ways of a lady and she had also been schooled, however in her teachings she had also learned the skills of fighting. She knew her father would not allow her to continue, however, she was not going to let that stop her. The sun always rose in the east and she was determined not to let her entire life be rearranged. She would not allow even her father to stop her from doing what she loved most. Sword Play!