Vol. 11

Chapter 41

Selina Chase-Moon

Birth: June 30th

Age: 18

Colour(s): White

Metal: Silver

God/dess: Diana

Hermione Driscoll-Mercury

Birth: September 10th

Age: 18

Colour(s): Royal Blue/Yellow

Metal: Quicksilver

God/dess: Mercury

Marcella Guerra-Mars

Birth: April 17th

Age: 18

Colour(s): Red

Metal: Iron

God/dess: Mars

In the living room of Selina's apartment, Selina was watching her TV set since she has nothing better to do than sit on her couch and watch TV all day. She was watching a commercial pass by. " The Beautiful Danica! A great public fashion show for charity! It's Danica! Date will be announced soon!" Selina sighed.

"Danica is so lucky. She's getting turned into a supermodel. I wish someone would make something about me. A movie, an anime or even a book!" Selina wished out loud. Luna was sitting on a chair reading her book with her reading glasses.

If there was someone willing to make such a silly book, I'd have to read it ti believe it. Luna said to herself.

In the heart of the city, two young ladies looking very chic were walking to their design studio. One girl with dark pixie haircut wearing a blue dress shirt in skinny jeans and antique Oxfords with thick framed glasses was holding her portfolio of her designs tightly in her arms. "I'm so depressed." She said.

"Did you understand what Director Harrell said?" asked her friend in a hazelnut layered haircut who wore a yellow blouse with a orange jumper and brown leather boots is also holding her own portfolio.

"Not a word! Because he talks in such abstract terms!"

Director Harrell was looking through the girl's with glasses portfolio, looking through her designs. "It's a little different from what I had in my mind." He commented. Hartell was wearing a high-end chic Hugo Boss suit with expensive cufflinks as a touch up and Versace framed glasses.

"How is it different?" She asked.

"Well, I don't really know how to say it, but...For example, this design of Danica...I just don't feel the love. And the dress has so much material in the lower half of the body, it's lacking a certain passion." The girl in glasses and her friend who was sitting beside her felt very uncomfortable of what he was thinking.

"Are you basically saying we should make her look more sexy?" She felt a little sick saying it. Hartell's eyes bulged out from what he heard.

"Don't be ridiculous! I'm a man of high standards! I would never say such an indecent thing!" He yelled out in defense, making the girls feel bad.

"I just have no talent. Maybe I should quit the fashion industry." Said the one with glasses. Her friend didn't like what she was saying.

"What are you saying, Calla?!"

"I was only kidding! I won't give up so easily!" Calla reassured her friend before she blows off a steam. She went back to her happy self.

"Good! That's the Calla I know! All right, let's sprint to the studio!" Her friend ran ahead of Calla.

"Hey, wait. Wait! Kayin!" she ran after her. As she pass by a bank Hermione stepped out and saw the ladies running. Calla then dropped on of her folders from her portfolio in front of Hermione. Hermione bent down and picked up the folder.

"Excuse me!" She called out to the girls but they were already to far. "What shall I do now?" She looked all around the folder to see if there was an address that she can go to. "'Fashion Craze Studio.'? Oh, it has the address. What shall I do? I have to go to a meeting now. I guess I'll return this later." Out in the country where sits a mansion, Paris was looking up to the stars planning out his next move.

"The stars know everything." A light beam came down by his feet. "Trying a dream together in light and shadow, time is spun and remains in the eye. The next provider of energy that the Twins, the constellation of Gemini, points to is her." An image of Calla appeared. "Castor and Pollux. It seems the time has come for me to use my strongest monsters."

Inside a convenience store, Kayin was doing a little shopping of necessity. "Let's see, for Calla...Oh, right! She likes pasta." As she continues with her shopping, Hermione passed by the store looking around for the studio.

"It should be around here..." She then heard a loud roar from a Ferrari speeding through the street. As the red car passed by Hermione, she looked to see who was the crazy man driving the car. For that instant moment, she saw him behind the wheel. "Troy Parisi, snob...Bloody Hell! That was Paris!" It just hit her like that. At the studio, nobody was there than Calla at her desk sketching out a few designs that she can come up with. She stopped and took a look at her drawing before she goes any further with it.

"It's no good. I can't design Danica's love and beauty at all!" She felt the world on her shoulders, she scrunch up the design and threw it in the waste basket. "Oh, darn it!" she got up from her seat and went over to Kayin's desk to see what she drew. "Kayin has drawn so much already." She opened the folder and looked through the drawings. She was shock of how amazing the designs were. "I didn't know Kayin was this good! It's amazing! Danica is so lively, and her love and beauty are depicted perfectly!" Calla went back to her desk. "I have to try harder!" She opened one of her drawers and took out a pencil case with a ribbon on it. "I guess I'll have to use this again."

At a department store, Calla and Kayin, both in their high school uniforms were looking through a glass display case of collections of drawing utensils. "Wow, pencils for pro designers." Calla exclaimed.

"It's a limited item." added Kayin.

"We'll also be pro designers starting next fall. Wouldn't it be nice to draw couture outfits with pencils like these?" Calla dreamed away, Kayin smiled at her.

"Maybe we should buy these!" She suggested.

"What?! But, these are incredibly expensive!"

"That's why we'll buy one together! Excuse me!" Kayin called out the clerk. Back at their school, they arrange the pencils. "And like this, we'll divide them into matching pencil cases. Here!" She handed the case full of new pencils to Calla. "See? This way, we can both have half of them. But these pencils are to commemorate us becoming pros this fall, so we'll only use them for special occasions." She explained.

"Agree. Only when we draw the finest designs that will never disappoint the dreams of artists!" Calla added.

"That's right! We have to get each other's permission to untie the ribbon! Okay?"

"Okay."

"It's a promise!"

"It's a promise!" They both pinky swore. How cute!

"I made that promise, but..." Calla took off the ribbon and opened the pencil case. All was left was a less than half a pencil. "I've already used quite a bit without telling Kayin. But I kind of get fired up when I use this. Besides, I'm going to get left behind by Kayin at this rate." There were footsteps coming to her, she turned to see who was there. She got scared to see the appearance of a handsome man beside her, Troy Parisi. "Who are you?!"

"Pardon me. You are Miss Calla Lund, correct? I'm a fan of yours. And I really wanted to see where you worked." He bent down and took her short pencil.

"Excuse me...You cannot be here." she stuttered not knowing what to do with this situation. Troy looked into her eyes as he possessed the pencil. Later on, he walked out of the studio to his car.

"Now, I just need to lure those guardian warriors here." He said to himself.

"Paris! You're up to something again, aren't you?! Guardian Mercury isn't going to let you have your way!" Hermione already transformed, stood on the top of Paris' car.

"Well, you've saved me the trouble." He leaped high in the air and land right beside his car, he raised his arm and knocked both of Hermione's legs off his car, causing her tumble to the ground. She got up quickly but Paris was inside of the car and started the engine. "I've prepared my best monsters just for you guys. Make sure to train yourself until the time comes to fight them!"

"What?!" Hermione was confused for why he was saying such things. Paris stepped on the gas and drove off in speed. "Shit..." Hermione panicked a little. Kayin entered the studio with take out food.

"Calla! I bought us dinner!" She walked up to Calla's desk where Calla was working but Calla turned her head and gave Kayin the most coldest glare. Kayin wondered.

"Excuse me!" Hermione shouted from the front door. Kayin turned to see who it was.

"May I help you with something?"

"I found this." Hermione held the folder, Kayin ran to her with a smile.

"Thank you so much! This is very important to us." Said Kayin. Calla walked to inside a private studio. "Oh, Calla, you should thank her, too..." Before she could finish her sentence, Calla slammed the door shut. "Calla! Oh, I'm sorry. She has a lot of work piled up, so she seems a bit dazed."

"That's all right." Said Hermione.

"Please come and see us again. You'd be welcome here and I'd like to thank properly."

"Of course, I'd love to!"

"I can't believe Calla." Kayin went on blabbing on as Hermione was in her thoughts.

What in the world did Paris do in here? I have to find out, no matter what!

The next in college, after a few classes was break, they were all hanging out in the school's parkette. "That isn't like you, Hermione. Trying to take on Paris by yourself!" Luna commented.

"I'm sorry." Hermione apologized.

"That's right! I would've come right away, if you had just called me!" Selina said it with such responsibility.

"I never expected to hear that coming from you, Selina." Said Luna.

"Well, it's the place where they're making Danica's dresses for the fashion show, right?! If I got lucky, I might have gotten a sketch from them!" Hermione felt out of place and Luna wants to shoot herself out of her misery.

"I thought you don't like Danica?!" Luna said to herself.

"I don't! But it doesn't mean I don't like the outfits either."

"Okay. Then let's all go to Fashion Craze Studio after classes. After all, we have to find out why Paris was there." Hermione suggested. Selina got excited for the plan.

"Yes! Definitely! We can't just ignore it, since Paris showed up there!" The other two felt embarrassed of just being in the same space as Selina. Later on that day, the studio was filled with artist and designers all working on the same project. Calla went over to the 'finished' self and placed her designs there.

"Calla!, did you draw all those in just one night?" Kayin was amazed of the amount of paper in just one folder.

"This is nothing." Calla went back to the private studio. "Kayin. I'll be using this room by myself today." She informed her.

"That's fine, but..." Before Kayin could finish what she was saying Calla shut the door behind her not hearing what Kayin had to say. "Calla..." Kayin started to worry. Inside the room, Calla was sitting by the desk.

"Kayin will never be better than me again, as long as I have this pencil." The short pencil began to grow to it's original length.