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chpater two: no more meatball head?! "I AM SO DONE FOR!" Words run like water from a faucet, dripping from Serena's lips between gasps of great breath laced in a tone of tiresome. Her legs like lightning pierce the air with such aero-dynamics that they cause winds of extreme heat, only to cool down abruptly by her sudden stop. Even for a savior of the universe, a princess of the moon, and a victim of hyperactive youth, exhaustion is still an option. Even her thoughts need time to breath. 'Slow down, Serena! Being tardy is one thing, it's nothing new, but running yourself to death isn't the answer. Maybe I'm overworked by all these thought of that dream last night? That's got to be it! Oh-' before her thoughts have a chance to continue, they're distracted by a breath-taking image, 'Its Darien, but he's never here at this time. Can my dream actually be true? Well, what the heck, no better way to find out then to ask!' Suddenly her energy returns and she's back at it, heading at top speed towards Darien. "Darien! Yewhoo! Darien!" chants echo through the morning sky as she flings her hands back and forth, waving for attention. 'Why doesn't he answer me?' Suddenly her question is answered as Darien twirls quick to catch sight of her bolting towards him. "About time Darien." Serena plants her hand upon his shoulder while resting the other on her knee. Bowing her head towards the ground, she continues through gasps of heavy breathing, "What are you trying to do, kill me? That's not the way to treat a princess, you know that! Anyways, what ever are you doing here this early? I never see you here on my way to school. I have to tell you about this dream I had last night, talk about scary. I was calling-" her words run to a halt as Darien breaks her speech. "Do," he pauses for a moment, as if to be gathering thoughts, "Do I know you?" 'Oh no! It's true. It's actually true. My beautiful prince doesn't remember me. I can't believe it's actually true!' her thoughts race through her mind, yet her motions seem weak as she lifts her head to reveal the flow of tears from eyes of sorrow. "You mean," she starts, cutting back her cries, "you don't remember me? Your girlfriend? Your princess? The one to whom your destined to be with?" The questions continue, in attempt to hide the new inevitable truth. 'He has to remember me! How can he forget?' "Oh-" with this simple two letter expression, life instantly returns to Serena's eyes, and with it comes her smile, only to be shattered. "You must be a friend of Anne's." "Anne. I'm sorry. I love you, and someday, someday we will be together again." Whispers Alan with a voice beaten by death's hand, "Take care of the tree for me. You are our race's only hope…" "Is this your idea of love? This isn't love!" words laced in denial trail from Anne's lips. In refuge to the truth, Anne cries out for an answer, "Tell me! Do you think this is love?! This has to be the work of those sailor brats from Earth! Who else would do something like this?" "Don't be stupid Anne. It's just that," Alan pauses to both catch his last breaths and to retrace his reasoning, "It's just that my time has come. Don't blame it on them, remember, they helped us find the truth. The truth of the Tree of Life." Once again Anne topples Alan's words, "It's all a lie! If fault doesn't lie at the hands of those sailors, then it lies within the Tree of Life. It wants revenge! That's it! It wants revenge, for all the bad things our people have brought it! It isn't fair!" Her screams turn to cries, her eyes fill with tears as she babbles in search of the true answer. "Please Anne. Don't do this. I don't want my last moments with you to be this way. The Tree of Life, it loves us, we are it's children. Serena and the sailors, they cared about us, no matter what we did. Neither one is to blame." His words cut quick by an instant of extreme pain, as he grabs tight to his chest and tries hard to hide the pain from his face. "I love you, Anne." It was over. He was dead, and from it came a rage of mixed emotions from Anne. For what seems to be ages Anne huddles over Alan's now dead body, holding him and showering him with her tears. Suddenly her tears cease, and her eyes open, bringing life to her frame once again as she lifts her head with confidence, only to free her pain trough screams targeting the Tree of Life. "You!" her wimpering voice instantly transforms, like the sound of a brutal car wreck, she screams, "You did this! But why? Spare me your reasons, because I don't care! Besides, I already know. You wanted revenge, didn't you! You upset at the fact that the people you created were able to over rule you! Isn't it! Answer me, Tree of Life! Answer me, you, you," cringing her face with anger, she raises a fist as her thoughts fight to grasp onto an insult, "You DOOM TREE!" Suddenly, a voice sweet and soft as that of an angel, yet loud and piercing as an explosion, fills the air around Anne. It is the voice of the Tree of Life. "You don't understand, Anne. I am sorry about your lover, Alan. I feel your grief as well. He was one of my children. But, you must listen to me, Anne. No one is at fault here. You must continue to love. Only then may I prosper, and shower this land with more life." "You liar! Everything you say is lies! Your siding with those stupid scouts, aren't you! You had it planned all along. To over throw us, and once we were distinct, you'd fill your land with a new creation. I wont have it!" a simple smirk busts the mold of her anger, as she continues. "Besides, I'm one step ahead of you. I've already sent a Cardian to destroy that brat Serena, and with her, all of those pesky sailor scouts!" "Please, Anne. You must listen to me. I love you. If you destroy those scouts, I will die, and if I die, so will you," the tree explains, still holding it's soft tone, trying hard to pry this anger that clouds Anne's mind. "Your lies go unheard! Besides, my destruction is unimportant. Seeing my dear Alan's death is avenged is!" her anger subsides, as she turns her head to her now disappearing dead lover, "Don't worry Alan, I will avenge your death shortly." She pauses to catch her train of thought. "In remembrance of you, I have unleashed your Cardian, Dreamsweeper! I love you, my dear Alan…" Meanwhile, hidden deep within the thoughts of Anne, 'But first I will torment her, by making everyone she loves forget she even exists.' Even her mind pauses. Though her dead lover cannot hear her thoughts, she questions her mind from proceeding. With heartless inner lust, she continues, 'Then, maybe now I can get that hunk Darien to fall in love with me.' "Anne?" Serena's face fills with fear. Though inside she knows which Anne Darien is speaking of, she still questions him in denial, "Who's Anne?" "Maybe not." He pauses before answering this new stranger, "Oh, Anne is the most beautiful girl I have ever met, and the most caring." Darien lowers his head and traces a smile upon his face before commenting, "Anne is my girlfriend."
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