*I AM SO SORRY ABOUT THE DELAY BETWEEN CHAPTERS!!!!!!! Believe it or not I have an excuse!!!! You may not want to hear it, but it's true!!!!! My parents broke my baby!!!!!!! That's right, my parents broke my poor, poor, computer, and I'm just now able to get it back online. I hope that'll teach my dad that vacuuming the inside of the computer tower is NOT a good idea. Thank you for your patience, and just for your wonderfulness, this chappie will be extra long, but WILL have a cliffie!!! I'm still not ready to tell you what "it" is. (If you read my two side stories to this, you'll know what I'm talking about.) Enough of my senseless babble, on with the fic!!!!!

Standard disclaimers apply. ::makes face:: But I can dream, right? Hey, my birthday's May 11, maybe I'll get a surprise birthday present!!!! ::snorts:: Yeah, right. With my luck? Not happening.

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The picture flickered, then steadied and they could see the form of a girl of medium height striding briskly down a hallway of white marble. Her golden hair was up in two "odangos" on either side of her head, and long streamers of hair fell from them to her knees. She was wearing a dress of finest silk, pure white in colour, with golden circles around the top of the sleeveless bodice, the gold clashing horribly in the halls of blinding white. She reached a pair of large doors, and, without knocking, burst through them.

"Serenity!" A taller woman, seated on a throne, snapped. "You know better than to barge in here when I am in a meeting without being called!"

"We have some.... issues, shall we say.... to discuss, mother." The girl replied icily. Her eyes were visible now, and the Z-group could easily tell that while she was seething in fury, and her regal tone never wavered, she was greatly saddened. They could tell this only because of one, tiny, flicker in her gaze. To the untrained eye, her cerulean blue eyes were so intensely guarded that she seemed emotionless. The only thing you could tell, just by looking at her, was that she was of noble blood. Her posture, the way she held herself so rigidly, and her look of utter superiority gave that away in an instant. However, there was a blatant challenge in her voice, and her words, so clipped and imperious, told volumes about her upbringing and training. Anybody but her mother, who seemed to be considering her words carefully, would have cowered in fear.

Her mothers voice, clear and commanding, was as imperial and cold as her daughters. "Not now. As you can see, I am in the midst of a council with these respected representatives of the Noir district. We will speak later. Until then you shall return to your quarters and conduct yourself as you know you should."

"No. We will speak now. It is a pressing matter that I wish to discuss."

"It will wait. I have more important issues to deal with. My guards will escort you back." The lavender-haired woman clapped her hands lightly, as if afraid that she would break her own arms were she to do anything more than lightly touch her hands together, and two tall guards appeared at Serenity's sides, took her by the elbows and returned her to her rooms. Serenity did not resist, but remained as emotionless as she had been earlier. It was as if she was used to this.

~~~ Chi-Chi was surprised to say the least. She couldn't believe that this robotic-seeming girl, who appeared to lean to the snobbish persuasion, with a holier-than-thou attitude, was who her daughter, in a past life, had been. Goku and the rest of the group seemed stunned, but what they saw next softened their hearts. ~~~ Serenity paced in her room, which was as fitting to her personality as a snowball on a summer day. The frills and pastel pink and yellow colours did not suit her at all. Suddenly she stopped, checked to be sure that no one was standing outside her door, and went to her wardrobe. She flung the heavy oaken doors open, and reached to the back in search of something. A wad of crumpled clothing was pulled from the recesses of the dress-filled closet. As she changed, the picture faded to protect her privacy, and when it focused again, Serenity was wearing a pair of black leggings, which seemed melded to her slender legs, a black shirt that hung loosely to her thighs, and a forest-green vest was over the clingy shirt, belted at the waist by leather ties that were attached to the sides of the vest.

She pulled her hair into the tightest bun she could make, which was still very large, considering her unusual length of her hair, and pulled an over- large and floppy straw hat over it. A wig of black hair that fell to the middle of her shoulder-blades was sewn to the inside of the hat. As a final disguise, she put her thumb to the moon insignia on her forehead and whispered a charm to make it disappear until she called it back. Then, walking to her window, she reached out and grabbed hold of the roof ledge, pulled herself up to crouch on the windowsill, and flipped up onto the roof.

She ran swiftly and silently over the immense palace roof, jumping from peak to peak with utmost grace and agility. When she reached the other side, she catapulted herself off, flipping to land almost soundlessly on the forest floor. With a cursory glance at her surroundings, she stood, and ran deeper into the forest, where she came to rest on a rock in the very middle of the "haunted" woods. Her hat and wig were quickly tossed to the ground. She closed her eyes, and when she re-opened them, the shields were down and the torrent of emotions in her deep-blue orbs could have brought the strongest of men to a stuttering and clumsy attempt to try and comfort her. She was incredibly sad, and there was no hope at all glittering in her eyes, not a discernible shred. It was as if her world, her very reason for staying alive, had been crushed.

With a shower of red sparks, however, a man appeared, and she lifted her gaze from her feet to meet his eyes. He seemed to be shrouded in a dark mist, making it impossible to distinguish any features such as eye color, hair color, or just basic appearance. He took one look at her, and then strode through the thick trees to sweep her into a hug. Serenity practically collapsed in his arms, sobbing into his cloak.

"What's wrong, sweet?" the man murmured, stroking her silken hair, which had fallen from the bun it had been in.

"Mother has betrothed me to Endymion." She choked out. In his eyes now reflected a vast amount of pain. He blinked, though, and when his eyes opened again, they were carefully guarded. He stroked her hair and murmured indistinguishable words to calm her. "How... how can you be so calm about this?" She sniffled, her voice now nasal from the crying. She rubbed at her red nose, and looked at him for an answer.

"Because you'll be safer with him," Was the quiet reply. "He is the Prince of Earth, and can protect you far better than I can as a third-class half- breed soldier."

"But he's positively horrible!!!! He's so vain, and condescending, and cares for nothing and no one but himself!!! Besides, I don't love him!! I love you, can't you see that??"

"I know, but he will be able to take better care of you, and keep you safe."

This threatened to make Serenity cry again. "How can you be so selfless and selfish at the same time? I hate him, and nothing good can come of me marrying him. He only wants me as his key to power, and even if I grew to tolerate him, this world leaves me no options!!! One, I'm bound to be faithful to him, while he is not bound to be faithful to me. Two, the best I could ever hope for would be for him to die in battle, but even then I can never remarry, and I am expected to produce an heir, a son, within the first year of marriage, as our society does not look to kindly upon women, especially those who are widowed or unmarried!!! Three, you're so much more than just a half-breed soldier. You're the only person I've ever had the pleasure to know, who is a good sparring partner. We are equal in power, and it is only by the misfortune of who we were born to that makes any difference at all."

"But you will be safe, that is what I care the most about, that you are well and out of harms way."

"I will be safe from everybody but myself! There are rumors that I'm crazy, you know, and I'm starting to think that they may be correct. The kind of life that I live tends to warp one's mind. Look how my mother turned out!!! Were I to marry Endymion and be bound to him, I would kill myself the night before the wedding. Or I would run away!! I have come to hate my own people, who keep me confined and oppressed beneath what they think is proper and right. And just to be correct, I wouldn't in fact die if I chose to kill myself, at least not with the way I am now."

"What do you mean?" Serenity sniffled, and took a step back from the man, and drew a dagger from her vest. She put one arm straight out, and swiftly drew the dagger across it. He winced, but amazingly, she didn't even blink, but kept her eyes locked with his. He watched in astonishment as the silver blood spilled to the ground before a glow surrounded the area of the wound, and it healed.

"Normal Lunarian's have red blood, like a human's, and Royals have Golden blood. I also had golden blood until my fifteenth birthday. I have discovered that I am immortal, in a way. The only way for me to die would be to be killed by someone of equal or greater power than me. But I can, however, destroy my physical body, and my soul, which is indestructible, would be reborn. However, I can only destroy my physical body by no mortal means, I would have to overpower while refusing to change forms, or find a way to bind this power and then.... well you get the idea."

The man reclaimed her into a tight embrace, and kissed her. When they finally came up for air, he whispered: "Then what are you suggesting?"

"I know of a way to bind my power, I have just been reluctant to do so until today. Once that is done, there is a place, far from here, but very isolated that we could stay. And we could be happy."

"For the first time in our lives." They both smiled ruefully at this. It was obvious that neither of their lives had been very enjoyable.

~~~ Goku was feeling sorry for these people, they, the girl especially, had so many problems, and the girl did look as if she could have some psychological issues. The boy was very sad, yet very giving, and obviously loved the girl with everything he had. The girl's mother, it seemed, was something of a control freak, and was irked by her defiant daughter, who wouldn't submit to her will like everybody else. He realized then that it might have been one of the reasons that Usagi had been so somber as a baby, and had a hard time doing anything that she didn't see as reasonable. The girl and boy's story, though... reminded him of some old play Gohan had spoken of before. What was it.....? Oh yes. Romeo and Juliet. He hoped that it didn't end like that, though.

~~~ The picture shifted to an area by a stream that ran clearly and swiftly. Serenity and the man that had been with her in the woods were sitting cross- legged on the ground, dressed as they were before, facing each other, with their knees touching. Serenity had a bolt of red cloth in her hands, and the man held a sword. He laid the sword flat-sided against Serenity's right arm, the one that she had cut before, which was resting on their knees. Her billowy sleeve was rolled up, so the tiny scar that remained of her demonstration to him showed.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" the man inquired worriedly.

"Yes." Serenity answered, her certainty obvious in her voice, and trust clear in her eyes. He placed the sword so that the blade lined up with the thin scar on her arm, turned it, and drew the sharp edge across cleanly. The blood welled up, and Serenity wrapped the red cloth around it tightly, muttering an incantation so that the wound didn't heal like it had last time, and eventually tucked the end of the cloth into the bandage. The silver of her blood haf formed a pattern on the cloth where it had soaked through. Serenity was still chanting the incantation. Suddenly, she turned, leaned forward, and plunged her arm into the water, still muttering the spell. A silver cloud billowed up in the clear water from her blood. When she drew her arm from the water, she repeated the incantation one more time before standing up and pulling her sleeve down. "It is done."

"Can you be sure that it worked?"

"Of course. I can feel the change already running through my veins."

~~~ It was the night of the announcement of Serenity's engagement to Endymion; she and her beloved had decided to wait until then to run off. Most everybody would be drunk because of the celebrations, so they could probably slip past unnoticed. They hadn't counted on Beryl's attack though. The people went down in waves, one of the final ones including her lover. Finally, it was just Beryl and Serenity.

"You know, you could just give up. It would be so much easier. You can either join me or die. It's your choice." Beryl said, nastily. Serenity just stared at her, the death of the only person she had ever loved leaving her eyes empty, soulless in appearance. A solution occurred to her. She crouched down, pulled the sword from the stiffening fingers of the soldier that lay dead at her feet, looked at Beryl once more, and without a word, jammed the sword through her own chest. Beryl merely raised an eyebrow at the figure before her as it fell to its knees on the bloody battlefield, then keeled backwards and died.

A scream tore from Queen Serenity's mouth. Just then, with the loss of her daughter, she'd realized what she'd had. The saying that 'You never know what you have until its gone.' was correct. It occurred to her that if she had listened to her daughter, or had loosened the iron fist in which she held everybody, Serenity might not have resorted to this. She pulled out the Silver Crystal, and called for Beryl to be sealed and the rest of the court to be reborn, everyone, including every last peasant and child. The extremity of the wish ripped all of her energy from her, and she merely slumped to the ground, closed her eyes and stopped moving. With her last breath, a tear escaped her eye, and her sorrow was so great that it could be felt just by looking at the once-great queen's lifeless body. The tear rolled off of her cheek and crystallized in midair, making a 'plunk' sound as it hit the floor.

~~~ They all stood in the yard, some collapsed onto the picnic table, all silent, and all of the women sobbing, especially Chi-Chi. Their crying was not that of wailing and pounding their fists, but of grief and horror so deep as to being reduced to having their hands clapped over their mouths, rocking themselves back and forth as the tears silently slid down their cheeks. Juunana-gou was not crying, but sat silently, her eyes empty, and her lip trembling the slightest bit. The children clung to each other and cried, the men sat stunned and silent, even Vegeta and Mr. Sataan, and Gohan caught Videl as she collapsed.

"I'm sorry," she said, "that was more tiring to me, especially as I just got my powers back, and that was the true story, which was harder to access, because in their most recent past life, they were separated, and given the wrong memories when they 'regained' them. My queen wished for them to remember happier things, as she never forgave herself for causing them so much pain. Serenity-hime was so very powerful, but bound her powers so she could live with the man she loved, so Fate and Destiny took the chance while they could and put her lover in a completely different dimension.

No one knows just exactly who, or what, to be more precise, Serenity is. Even I don't know why she had the power that she did, or who she was to have that power. So much for the all-knowing Guardian of Time. Ah, well, Nobody ever doubted that Serenity-hime was much more powerful than me, anyway, even in her lowest form. Though, I was surprised to find that no matter how hard I searched, I could not find the answers to my questions; I had to accept the fact that Serenity-hime eluded me still.

The spell that Serenity-hime used to bind her power would only last for several thousand years, because she thought ahead and knew that she may have to use that power someday, so went for a temporary block. She was separated from her beloved in attempt to let her mother's original wishes play out, but it didn't work. Though far less devastating in terms of deaths, her last life ended as badly. It tore us to shreds when she did what she did, and that is how I came to be re-born, instead of remaining alive as I did before. Without her, out light was gone, and we lost the will to live, and allowed ourselves to die.

In that life, for some reason, Serenity was, in a way, programmed, to be a ditzy klutz. I don't really understand the logic behind that, but it was done. I suppose that it may have been so that the many enemies that she fought would underestimate her, and then she would kick their butts, but it was really a drastic change from her original personality.

When she was reborn here, Fate and Destiny knew better that certain things wouldn't work to be pulled over Serenity-hime's sharp eyes. They also knew that her powers would be re-awakening soon........."

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~~~~~~~~ I know, not much of a cliffie, but it got ya thinking, I hope. I personally think that this has been my best piece of writing so far. I tried my best to make Serenity less perfect, I hope I succeeded, and Queen Serenity less cliche. Hiiro was supposed to be more caring, yet also more troubled. I also tried to change the classic tale of the Silver Millennium to a more life-like one. Please review and let me know if I succeeded. This took me half of a day to write. BTW, PLEASE read my sidestories to this, titled Scream For What Good It'll Do, and I'm Coming, and This Time She'll Be Happy. I would really appreciate it; it seems as if just because their Genres don't have "romance" in them, no one reads them. THANKIES, and REVIEW!!!!!