Disclaimer: the characters do not belong to me. The plot is mine however, and it is loosely based upon a role playing game I run by the same name of SILVER MEMORIES. Everything you read here is purely fiction and for enjoyment purposes only. The names will be in English, as will be the mannerisms so I don't get flamed for butchering the Japanese culture completely.

Song Credit: Vanessa Carlton

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Ordinary Day

The alarm rang with a shrill bell. From under the covers came an arm searching for the snooze button, finding it on the third try before pressing it down and returning to the sanctity of the covers. Silence loomed with only the occasional rustle of movement beneath the blankets as the sleeper fell back into the sleep so rudely awakened moments ago. A minute passed and then the alarm went off again. This time a groan came from the blankets as the arm moved out once more to press down on the snooze button, cutting of the bell mid-ring. Just as the arm had returned beneath the covers once more the sound of a voice from far away sounded out, interrupting the promise of sleep once and for all.

"Serena, get up! You're going to be late for school!"

The sleeper in question sat up in bed almost immediately, bleary blue eyes glancing down at the alarm on the nightstand, widening as their owner realized it was twenty minutes before she needed to be at school. "Oh no, not again!" she wailed, her words echoing across the house.

In a flurry the sixteen year old girl stumbled out of bed, pulling her covers to the floor with her as she tripped over a pair of shoes in an effort to make her way over to closet. She flung it open as she pushed a wad of tousled blonde hair over her shoulder, her hand reaching into the closet and pulling out her school uniform from the hanger she had managed to hang it on the day before.

Downstairs a middle aged couple padded around the kitchen as the hurried sounds of bumps and mild oaths reached their ears. It was a normal occurrence for their daughter to be late wherever she went. Long ago they had stopped trying to pester her to get her act together; figuring that one day the young woman would figure it out on her own. As of yet that seemed unlikely to happen.

"More tea, dear?" questioned Barbara Taylor as she held the teapot over her husband's cup on the table.

David glanced up from his newspaper, a puzzle expression on his face as the sounds of Serena stumbling down the stairs greeted his ears. "Yes, please."

Barbara nodded and refilled his cup, her eyes giving the merest of glances at her daughter as the blonde teen skidded into the kitchen, her socks pulled up only halfway upon her legs. "Don't forget your lunch, honey," she murmured to the girl as Serena pulled the remains of her hair into pigtails.

"Thanks, mom! Love you, dad!" Serena flew around as quickly as she could, scooping up her lunch and giving small pecks upon the cheeks of her parents before moving in the direction of the doorway. "Wish me luck on my test!" she called back as she grabbed her backpack from the coat rack and placed her feet in her shoes. Then, just as quickly as she had come, she was gone, leaving the Taylors to revel in small smiles of knowing before going about the rest of their morning.

Serena ran down the street, her hair flapping behind her as she huffed in exertion. For being late every morning to school one would think she had worked up a resilience to exercise like this, but it seemed Serena was still very much out of shape. She dodged an elderly woman walking with her walker, calling out a quick apology as she did so. By now it was so normal to see the blonde teen running everywhere that apologies were quite unnecessary.

"Coming through! … Excuse me! … Sorry! … Hold that bus!" The last part came out as a sort of screech, directed at a girl with brown hair brushed up into a ponytail. The girl in question seemed slightly taken aback, but didn't say another word as she placed one foot on the bus, keeping the other on the sidewalk so as to prevent the bus driver from taking off without Serena.

"Thanks!" Serena gave the girl a grin as she bounded onto the bus, barely keeping herself from falling flat onto her face as she showed the driver her bus pass.

"No problem," replied the brunette as she too got on the bus.

Serena moved to the back of the bus, slipping into the seat already taken by her best friend and partner in crime, Molly Baker. "Hey, Molls," she said brightly.

"You almost missed the bus again, Rena."

"Almost being the keyword here. I caught it, didn't I?"

"Only because the new girl was being nice," replied Molly with a roll of her own brown eyes.

With a frown Serena glanced up to the front of the bus where the new girl was standing, her hands holding onto the railing as there were no other seats available for her. "Oh yeah," she murmured. "Who is she?"

"I don't know, but she's new – even her uniform doesn't match ours, but Melvin says –"

As if on cue a male teen with glasses barely balancing on his nose popped his head from the seat behind the girls, his voice squeaking ever so slightly as he tried to speak. "Her name is Lita Wood, and the rumor is she was kicked out of her last school for fighting."

"Fighting, really?" Serena blinked in surprise, her eyes widening as she glanced back and forth between Melvin and the girl known as Lita. "How scary!"

Molly nodded in agreement. "Everyone's sort of afraid of her."

"But she seems nice," insisted Serena after another moment of wonder spent studying the brunette at the front of the bus.

"I wouldn't go near here, Serena," advised Melvin with a frown of his own as he too studied Lita. "She scares me."

"Melvin, everyone scares you," pointed out Molly with a chuckle. "I don't think I've ever met someone you haven'tbeen afraid of."

"That's not true."

"Name one person other than Serena or I that doesn't make you want to turn around and run in the other direction."

"Serena's brother."

Serena snickered. "Sammy's thirteen, that doesn't count."

"Well it should."

Molly and Serena lapsed into giggles, causing those around them to look back in mild curiosity before returning to their own business. From the front Lita glanced back, a small smile appearing on her face as she shook her head. She had been afraid of this at her new school. The girls here already seemed rather cliché of all teenage girls before them: silly, small, and downright girly. It would be a wonder if she could manage to stay out of trouble here too seeing as how she was running out of schools to attend. If she wasn't careful she would be attending that private catholic school before year's end, and that wasn't at all where Lita wanted to end up.

The bus paused in its passage at another stop. Lita stepped to one side as a few more girls filed onto the bus, all wearing the uniform of the TA Private Academy that Lita was hoping to avoid. She dutifully stared out the front window as the girls positioned themselves behind her, ignoring the whispers that were already starting up. She knew she was a rare phenomenon. Her tall height, her athletic build, and the reputation that was already being shared throughout the bus – it would have been easier had the teen simply walked to school today.

"What do you think?" murmured one girl in question to another. She glanced behind her at her companion, both sharing amused looks as they studied the back of Lita.

"I think it's a good thing the public schools are still taking her," responded the other girl, a snicker coming from her lips.

From behind them came another voice, this one from a girl with raven black hair and purple-brown eyes. "Leave her be. You shouldn't judge people like that."

The girl that had spoken turned all the way around to face the girl in question, her eyes blazing as she pushed a strand of brown hair over her shoulder. "And what gives you the right to say that, Regan Hunter? You're such a God-damn ice queen at TA that if anyone should be telling another not to judge peoples it should be us telling you. I don't think I've honestly seen you speak to another person before now, something to do with your little vendetta against the social world."

"Not that she has much of a social world," interjected the other girl with a sparkle appearing in her own eyes. "Talking to crows sort of ruins that aspect of one's life before it's able to fully begin, isn't that right, Rei? How's that little feat going? Are the crows telling you what our futures are going to be like still? You're such a freak."

Rei's eyes flashed with anger, her hand gripping the railing above her head until her knuckles turned white. "Why don't you come to the Temple and find out for yourself, Maureen? I'm pretty sure I can keep the crows from picking out your eyeballs the moment you decide to grace us with your presence there."

"You bitch."

"I'm so sorry you don't like me for who I am. If it makes you feel any better I've never liked you, and that goes from the moment we first met in kindergarten. School sluts aren't on my list of people to associate with."

"Why you –" Maureen looked ready to step forward but was stopped by a tap on her shoulder. Glancing around she saw that Lita had moved to join them.

"I wouldn't do anything stupid if I were you," stated Lita simply.

Maureen glanced back and forth between Lita and Rei, her anger abating to a mild frustration. Luckily the bus was coming to another stop in front of TA, and the angry teen was able to escape with her friend. Lita watched them go, her attention then moving to Rei as the dark haired girl moved to get off.

"Hey –"

"Forget it," said Rei simply without bothering to look back at Lita. As the bus started moving again Lita could only frown and gaze out the window as the figures disappeared into the distance. Shaking her head she glanced forward once more, missing the look of understanding sent her way from another girl seated nearby.

Amy Anderson gave a soft sigh and returned her own eyes to the book that lay open in her lap. She had watched everything with rapt attention, trying her best to understand how girls could be so cruel. She had only been going to Crossroads High School, the public school that a majority of the students seated on the bus attended, for a mere week and already she felt she was incapable of maneuvering through the same world. All her years of studying had been spent in cram schools in the past, but the recent divorce of her parents had made more changes in her life than she had ever thought capable. As a result Amy was now a student at a plain public school than one with excess emphasis on studying. Her mother had said it would be a good change for her, but Amy was rather miserable.

Girls seemed to be rather cruel creatures, and that was only by judging what she saw and heard from those around her. She had listened with only little attention to the rumors about Lita, and now witnessing the confrontation between the girls at the private school told Amy that she would easily be better off in her old school than this one. At least then she would have an excuse for not having any friends like now. It was difficult returning home each day to with little information to share with her mother. The older woman simply didn't understand that socializing was not something Amy did well, nor did she feel it ever would be.

Tucking a strand of dark blue hair behind her ears the teen tried her best to concentrate on the book in front of her, but the chatter of Serena and Molly from nearby made that task rather difficult.

"I told you those girls were vicious. My mother keeps threatening to send me there if I don't start passing my science classes," said Molly with a bit of a theatrical sigh.

"Oh gross," replied Serena as she wrinkled her nose. "I don't think I'd be able to handle it – don't they force you to take religious classes too?"

Melvin nodded. "They're pretty tough with their studies, but it's also a girl only school – their mantra is to get girls serious about school and not to be sidestepped with material things like boys and shopping."

"Melvin, boys aren't material things. They're essential things," stated Molly flatly.

"Not at TA."

"I pity the girls that go there then," murmured Serena. "Could you imagine going all your life without seeing a guy in class so you can daydream about them and pretend to be listening to the lecture? What are you supposed to do without them?"

"Actually listen to the lecture." Molly made a face at the thought. "I wouldn't last a second there."

"Me either."

"You girls are almost hopeless, you know that?" muttered Melvin with a shake of his head. He sat back in his seat; his thoughts brooding as the bus slowly approached the school they attended.

The bus came to a final halt in front of the doors of Crossroads High School and one by one the students aboard began to unload, going off in various directions across the lawn. Serena caught herself as tripped off the bus, Molly catching her by the arm so as not to let her friend fall yet again in public. From in front of her Amy slung her bag over her shoulders and headed towards the school, giving a mere look of surprise at Serena as the blonde bumped into her ever so slightly.

"Sorry."

Amy shook her head to indicate it wasn't a problem, her eyes finding themselves directed to a passing limo in the street. Everyone else watched in slight awe as the limo drove by, disappearing with a crowd of cars in the direction they had just come from.

Lita gave a low whistle before turning towards the school, Amy doing the same as groups of girls began to cluster together to gossip about the limo they had just seen. Serena, slightly star struck with the numerous possibilities, felt herself shudder with a small breeze. Her eyes latched onto Lita and Amy, both of which seemed to be glancing up at the sky with odd looks upon their faces. There was something about that breeze that didn't quite sit well with them, just as it hadn't sat well with Serena. She wasn't sure why as breezes were natural everyday occurrences, but she decided not to think anything of it as Molly clung to her arm going a mile a minute about the limo.

The limo in question had finally made its way to its destination, pulling up in front of TA Academy. The groups of girls gathered outside the school entrance began to quiet as they turned with curiosity to study the newly arrived vehicle. The driver got out and made his way to the right side of the car, pulling open the back door for the passenger to get out. The passenger in question was a blonde teenage girl with sunglasses covering her eyes, but already the girls of TA knew who she was.

It was Mina Akers, pop sensation come home from London to attend her final years of school in Tokyo, and of all the schools to attend she had chosen TA Private Academy.

From the back of the crowd Rei shook her head and began to make her way up the front steps of the school, pausing only once as a breeze caught her attention. Her eyes flickered upwards, her senses feeling a change in the atmosphere before she allowed them to glance back down in the direction of Mina, who also seemed to be glancing in the direction of the sky.

The two girls locked eyes for barely a moment before Rei turned around and disappeared into the school.

A smile curving onto her lips, Mina murmured, "It's nice to see not everything has changed here."

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In the midst of the Arctic Circle, formerly buried by layers of snow, a jagged mountain had emerged, its base forming the mouth of a deep, dark cavern. From within the cavern a dark force was blowing outwards, causing a snowstorm unlike any before seen in the region. As the fierce wind howled without, within was quite the contrary. While it was cold and bitter there emanated a sinister presence, one that had been obscured with time so long ago.

A reddish purple glow brewed in the very heart of the cavern, its rays of energy caressing the frozen figures of stone along the walls. With every burst of energy more of the stone began to fade away, revealing five human figures.

The first was a woman with bright red hair, her body dressed in a gown of dark purple to match the makeshift tiara in her hair. Her nails were long and a blood red color, giving her a sallow appearance for one that was possibly beautiful in another time.

The second was a man wearing a gray uniform, a cloak distinguishing him from his companions. His hair was a pale brown color, touches of gray and white showing his many eons in exile. His eyes were a deep blue, hardened with time and a darkened soul.

Beside him was a woman with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, her own blue eyes a pale color in her fair skin. She wore the same matching uniform, though hers had been perfected to show off the feminine curves of her body.

Next came a man with hair as black as night, cut in a careless manner about his ears. His eyes were dark, giving his own uniform an ominous gleam as he flexed his fingers from the time spent immobile.

The last figure was yet another man, this one with dark blonde hair cut short around his ears, giving him a boyish look, though his dark blue eyes did little to make him appear a friendly face. He too wore the same distinct gray uniform like that of his companions.

Together they were four generals following a queen into a dark abyss of power.

The woman with red hair spoke, her words coming out in a hoarse voice from having been unable to speak for so long before now. "Malachite, Zoycite, Nephrite, Jadeite – the time has come for our next life on earth. The Negaverse has returned! And this time we will not be defeated."

To be continued …

A/N – still searching for a beta.