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Welcome to Your Daily Dose of Inspiration

2008-11-08T17:44:00.000-08:00

Welcome. My name is Adrienne and I am an aspiring writer. Here you'll probably find my thoughts, journals, diary entries, fanfiction, short stories, poems and so on. I sincerely just wish to plant all the weird little things on somewhere and I decided a blog may be a good place to put them. There will be posts that are angrier and angstier than others, but there will also be ones that are happy and fluffly.

If you feel the need to contact me please email me at inspirationspen@yahoo.ca!

Fruit à la Fox - Advertisement

2008-04-07T17:25:00.000-07:00

Show: Passions
Characters: TheRox
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions, or any of its characters. This is purely fan made.

“I know you love my fruit, but honestly a shirt?”

Fox walked around Theresa, who was sitting down at the kitchen table. Theresa this morning had decided to sport a very well done t-shirt with a colourful picture of fruit with a fox in the background.

“I think it’s pretty. And so does little Ethan here. Don’t you sweetheart?” Theresa said in a baby cooing voice to her baby son. Little Ethan promptly started clapping while making gurgling noises that melted Fox’s heart on sight.

“Ok, maybe you have a point.” Fox said conceding to her argument.

“I knew you’d see it my way.” she beamed back up at him with her thousand watt smile.

“You know, I still might need a little more persuading” Fox murmured as he slowly dipped his head to Theresa’s level. Just as he was about to kiss her little Ethan hit Fox with a piece of food. Theresa bursted out laughing.

“Looks like Ethan gave you a taste!” Theresa laughed as the fruit slide down Fox’s cheek.

The End.

Fruit à la Fox - Business Card

2008-04-07T17:20:00.000-07:00

Show: Passions

Characters: TheRox

Disclaimer: I don't own Passions or any of its characters. THis is purely fan made.

Walking along the corridor of the mansion, she sleepily trotted to the kitchen. It was a little after midnight. Everyone was up, but no one was talking. She knew no one would disturb her on her trek. They all had someone to keep them company tonight, save Ivy, but Ivy was always alone.

Was that her destiny, to become like Ivy? Was fate trying to make her into a bitter woman trapped within the walls of this castle? Her only love her son? No, fate could not be so cruel to someone who believed and followed its whim like she did.

But it was ironic none the less. That Ivy would hate her for everything she has done, and yet Ivy was the person she became. She had spent so many years idolizing the Crane figure that she failed to see the chips and scratches and imperfections that it was. Ivy was a broken statue, frozen in time. Frozen in the moment she lost the love of her life. Her heart bitter to anyone that dared tell her it was over.

Theresa didn’t want any of that. She wanted love. More importantly she wanted it with Ethan. But since that most probably wasn’t going to happen she must learn to move on because she was helping no one. Her heart could not be giving if it was suspended in time, in the moment Ethan said “I Do” to Gwen.

Reaching the kitchen she opened the door with a slight push. The lights already open, she began to wonder who was there at this time. Looking towards the fridge she saw a figure bent slightly, rummaging.

He smiled as he came up, passed her a howl of fruit, and waited for her to try it.

“I heard you liked midnight snacks.” was all he said and sauntered past her slowly, his eyes asking her to try his creation. She complied.

“This is good, how’d you make it?”

He passed her his card.

Nicholas Foxworth Crane

Expert with fruit and women.

Call 565-4312 for catering of all needs

“Your full of it”

“You said I was good step-mommy”

The End.

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Fruit à la Fox - Selfish Speeds

2008-04-07T17:18:00.000-07:00

Show: Passions
Characters: TheRox
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions or any of its characters. This is purely fan made.

She began running. From her husband, from the love of her life, from her friends, from her family, she was running.

Theresa was tired of all of the craziness that Harmony held. She had realized last night the complete and utter irony of the name. Nothing in this town resembled harmony. She was doomed as long as she stayed there. She hated this place. All it held was bad memories.

She had told her family of her decision. They had asked her to stay. She had asked them to leave.

She said if they didn’t know it now, they’d realize it later. Harmony was cursed. Everyone who came there became hurt and left broken. The only way to heal was to leave. And never come back. Away from them she could lead a semi-normal life. She picked up the-no-longer-little Little Ethan or Ethan Jr. as he preferred in his preteen age, packed up the car and left.

She was currently on the highway, Ethan sleeping in the back. She was definitely breaking the speed limit, but she knew none of the officers would be patrolling this part of town until later; the perks of having a cop for a brother.

Ok, now she was pretty sure she was going to have an accident. She was racing. Who she was racing against, she wasn’t sure. But she did know something. She knew that as the Crane mansion in all its glory slipped out of view, she saw him, and he was watching her.

And Harmony would hear the sounds of a speeding car, and the whispers a broken man saying:

“I’ll find you Theresa, I’ll bring you back. Because Harmony is ruined, and I’m only staying so I can fix it for you.”

He picks up his speciality food, and walked to the phone. He calls Sam Bennett to report a break-neck speeding car. It’s stupid thing to call in for. But it’s still Sam’s job.

There was a time that he would do anything to keep her out of jail. But he was selfless then, at least when it came to her.

Now he’s just selfish.

Now he would do anything to keep her in jail.

If it meant she would stay closer to him.

The End.

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Fruit à la Fox - You Once Were

2008-04-07T17:15:00.000-07:00

Show: Passions
Characters: TheRox
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions or any of its characters. This is purely fan made.

He got caught the other day.

His wife is now in the arms of another. He swears at the top of his lungs that he hates their family. That they have caused him nothing but pain. He wants to hate his wife, but he has loved her too long to let his love for her go.

The man she is with now had no money to afford a lawyer. The lawyer that was doing his case was his brother. Their mother won’t allow Ethan to put him in jail. For once Fox is glad for her meddling.

He can afford lawyers. He can not. It is that simple.

That is until is father realises that Theresa is still in power. That though Ethan Martin is Ethan’s son, he was still the appointed heir to Crane. Her money can out-bid him in all endeavours.

Miraculously she sends her old lawyer. A man that has won her many cases before she became a Crane. Her family is wondering why she won’t buy a team of lawyers like Fox has, and frankly he wonders too.

He hates their family. He hates the brothers. He hates their mother. Why will she not buy the lawyers that would beat him, instead of a civil servant that hasn’t won a case since he came in contact with their family?

When they gather in the Crane mansion, them demanding an answer from her, and his family just watching, curious to know why she would betray her family. Was she truly a Crane now?

Her family yells at her, his family sneers at her. But somehow she takes it all silently. When they all have run out of nasty words, and demands, when they have refilled their glasses in anticipation for the answer, when their ragged breaths calm down she gives and answer.

“Because I owe him more than I owe anyone in my life.”

It’s a cryptic answer. And many of them are left scratching their heads. But not he, no Fox understands completely. And he is moved beyond words. After all this time, after abandoning her when she needed him, after accusing her brother of false accusations, after insulting her mother in every possible way she still believes she owes him something and that he is worth waiting for.

Later as she sits on the gazebo, he comes to her. He watches her for a moment and realises what she is eating and he can’t believe she remembered.

“Is that what I think it is?”

“Possibly.”

“Why aren’t you helping your brother sue me?”

“You mean after you insulted my brothers, and my mother in every possible way? After you put my brother in jail? After you nearly destroyed Miguel’s relationship with Kay?”

She was angry.

“Yes, why?”

“Because I still believe.”

“In what? What is there to believe in?”

“I believe that the playboy is still in there somewhere, and I believe that if I keep goading him he’ll come out.”

“Why do you want him to come back? As I recall he was considered terrible for all his womanizing.”

“I want him back because at least I can read him. Because that man is my kindred spirit. He can look at me and know exactly what I’m thinking because we just know. That man is a man after my own heart. That man gave up his life to help me, to help my son. Than man I hope still exists and I can only hope and believe that the man I fell in love with once upon a time still is alive because I miss him very much.”

“You love me?”

“No, but I loved him”

She left him to his thoughts. Had he had everything he wanted and was just to blind to see it? And for a moment he slips back, back to a time where he hadn’t had a care in the world, where she was his best friend and was an open book to him. But only for a moment does that man return. He leaves the instant she slips back into the shadows headed back to the mansion.

The End.

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Fruit à la Fox - Distant Glimpses

2008-04-07T17:12:00.000-07:00

Show: Passions
Characters: TheRox
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions, or any of its characters. This is purely fan made.

You Once Were
Selfish Speeds
Business Card
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He loved her. But only from a distance, keeping her from knowing his true heart.

She loved him. But only from a distance, worried he would spark anew her fearful heart.

They had parted ways, never really looking back, only small glimpses to check that the other hadn’t stumbled along the way.

She has had her more than fair share of troubles.

He has been causing troubles.

They had loved, they had lost.

Now from a distance, she can’t recognize him, and from this far away, he can’t see the joy she once gave him.

They were star-crossed lovers. Perfect for one another, but never meant to stay with the other.

She is still the hopeless romantic wishing on non-existent stars, and he is still the playboy toying with hearts as well as breaking them.

But even from a distance you can still see the aching glimpses that pass.

The End.

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Beach Loving

2008-04-07T16:19:00.001-07:00

Show: Inuyasha
Characters: InuXKag
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of it's characters. This is purely fan made.

Bright lights began to fade into soft sunset hues in the sky and Inuyasha was lying down on soft sand near the ocean. They had heard that another shard was out this west, but to the edge to the country had been beyond his imagination. The stupid fish had been terrorizing everyone in the area by eating all of the other fish and destroying all fishing boats. It hadn’t been too hard to kill, but it had given Inuyasha one of the biggest scares of his life.

Flashback

“Inuyasha! The shard is on its belly! Right underneath it!” Kagome had shouted at him yesterday.

“Keh, you’re going down you overgrown piece of shit!” Inuyasha ran towards the edge of the cliff, the ocean spray on his face.

“IRON REAVER SOUL STE…!”

Just as Inuyasha had been to attack the fish it sunk beneath the ocean waves. Inuyasha may be a dog hanyou, but he could only go so far down.

“Inuyasha you need to go down there to get it!” Miroku yelled.

“I can’t go that far down. I can only stay near the top you stupid monk!” Inuyasha had growled back. “Can’t you or Sango go down for it?”“The cloth protecting my wind tunnel could come undone while I’m swimming. We can’t take that chance that both me AND the shard gets sucked in,” Miroku replied, turning to Sango questioningly.

“Sorry I can’t. I don’t do well with depth,” Sango putting up her hands, Kirara behind her nodding.

“Whaddya mean? You and Kagome always go to those hot springs!” Inuyasha asked annoyed.

“Yeah, but that water I can stand in. That water is deep. Not to mention it’s a long way down to the water. What do you want me to do? Dive?” Sango said annoyed at the fact that she had to admit that she, as a demon slayer, could barely swim.

“YES! I mean you’re always so high up when you ride Kirara!” Inuyasha bit back.

Sango, sensing a useless fight coming on decided it would serve them all better if she calmed down.

“Inuyasha, that’s different. I know that Kirara can catch me if I fall. Going into that water means I have to fall, and I’m not exactly comfortable with that. Don’t you remember when Miroku asked me to ‘jump’ into his arms? I didn’t jump because I was afraid I’d get hurt,” Sango said, red as a tomato. This was of course because she had just mentioned a very embarrassing time for her AND she was basically admitting she was also afraid of heights.

“Hey, why is no one going after the shard?”

The three turned around to see Shippo racing towards them on all four, with Kagome behind him, both having quizzical expressions adorned on their faces.

“Keh, because these wimps won’t go into the water,” Inuyasha had scoffed. Shippo had only rolled his eyes at the response.

“So why don’t you go then if you’re so brave INU-YA-SHA!” Shippo taunted, annunciating every syllable in his name purely for the sake of annoying him.
“WHY YOU!!!”

“Inuyasha osuwari,” Kagome said as she finally caught up with the gang. “Why is no one going into the water?”

“Uggggggggggggggggghhhhh,” Inuyasha’s moan came, was muffled by the dirt currently in his mouth.

“Because no one wants to make the dive, and neither I nor Sango can swim safely in the water,” Miroku supplied.

“Why doesn’t Inuyasha go?” Shippo asked innocently, knowing full well that he was protected from Inuyasha’s attacks as long as Kagome was near by.

“Because you little brat, I can’t hold my breath for very long. I need to come up for air at least every ten seconds. I’d never make it to the stupid fish,” Inuyasha said as he lifted his head responding to Shippo’s questions but glaring at Kagome. Kagome however looked baffled.

“So what you guys are telling me, that out of two demons, a hanyou, a demon slayer, and a monk none of you guys can swim?” Kagome ask incredulously. Her question was answer by a few yeahs, a meow and a grunt from the ground.

“Ok well I guess that settles it,” Kagome said.

She proceeded to remove her shoes, socks and other clothing until she was down to an undershirt and her underwear. She regarded the others as they all gave her odd looks. Shippo looked merely curious, wondering what his adoptive mother was doing. Sango was trying not to hit Miroku, who was out right gawking at Kagome’s form. Inuyasha, well Inuyasha was currently turning such a deep shade of red it would put a tomato to shame. Kagome turned to Inuyasha.

“What’s your problem?” She asked, only to receive a low grumbling. She caught snippets of a stupid wench and something about indecent future clothing.

Kagome shrugged and ran straight off the cliff before anyone could stop her. The gang got to the edge in time to see her dive perfectly into the water with the smallest splash. Sango and Miroku looked impressed. They didn’t know Kagome had been taught how to swim in the ocean currents. However the demons of the group seemed much more worried. They only knew that fish and water demons could survive underneath the waves for a long time. Everyone else they had ever heard about had drowned (something about CPR not being invented yet. They had heard Kagome mumble about that once when they were at another hot spring and Inuyasha had tried to stop Kagome from going into the deeper parts… but that in itself is a different story).

Inuyasha felt all the blood in his body disappear as he waited for Kagome to resurface. After few long moments Inuyasha began to run down the cliff towards the beach. He could try and locate Kagome from there.

Sprinting like he never had before Inuyasha felt every part of his body go into shock. It was a strange feeling…as if…as if his mate was in danger. But that was ridiculous. He was talking about saving Kagome, not Kikyo. Was it possible that he loved Kagome more than Kikyo? Inuyasha though wasn’t given much time to ponder that question because just as his feet hit sand a bright light from underneath the waves came. It caused a lot of water to burst up. And Inuyasha felt as if someone had ripped his heart out. There was no way a puny human could survive an attack like that. Kagome, she was dead.

Immediately the demon part of his head shut down. It went completely into mourning mode. However his human self seemed to rationalize, well what seemed like rationality. She couldn’t be dead. She had promised to be by his side. She wouldn’t go back on that type of promise; she would never do that to him. Suddenly he saw black amongst the ocean waves. Kagome’s hair. It was…it was swimming, towards him. Was it possible that she survived? But, but that was possible. Humans couldn’t last that long underneath water without coming up for air. He couldn’t do it. He was pretty sure Sesshomaru couldn’t, that wolf couldn’t, hell, he was pretty sure Naraku couldn’t.

“Inuyasha do me a favour?” Kagome asked peeling hair away from her face. Seeing that he wasn’t going to answer, Kagome just continued. “Please stop looking at my boobs…Oomph!”

Inuyasha had rushed to her and hugged the life out of her. Kagome looked herself incredibly flustered.

“Ummmm Inuyasha? Are you ok?” Kagome said softly, her head on his chest, listening to his heart, which was only now beginning to slow down.

“Don’t you dare,” his voice was breaking, “Don’t ever dare scare me like that again. I thought you died.” Inuyasha whispered softly, so much so that if he wasn’t talking directly to her ear she wouldn’t have heard it. Inuyasha was hugging the living daily lights out of her. “I don’t know what I would have done if you had died.”

“Inuyasha? I promised you I’d always be by your side. You have to believe me. I will always be with you as long as you need me, even when you don’t want me there, I’ll be there for you,” Kagome mumbled into his hair.

End Flashback

Inuyasha had realized his feelings for Kagome then and there. Of course for some odd reason it had taken him weeks to say it out loud and even longer for him to tell the others, though apparently Kagome had already told them (which explained all the coy looks they had been giving him). Now he and Kagome lay in the soft sand after a long nap. Kagome however remained asleep, refuting the sun’s beckoning call of mid-day. Inuyasha, of course, wasn’t complaining for Kagome had rested her head upon his chest and he quite liked it there. Unfortunately they needed to be heading back to the others. Slowly he began to nudge her awake.

“Noooo, I don’t wanna!” Kagome mumbled as she burrow deeper into his chest. He smiled softly, she was defiant.

“Come on Kagome, we need to be getting back to others.”

“No thank you, I’m comfortable here.”

“Keh, wench I say we need to leave so we are,” Inuyasha said non to kindly, he still didn’t think she should order him around. Kagome of course promptly snuggled in deeper.

“You know I’m stronger than you. How about I just pick you up and take you back? Can fight that one can you?” Inuyasha said as he began getting up.

“Osuwari!”

“Omph! Hey!”

“Why are you trying to get a gorgeous girl you is draping herself all over you off?” Kagome said sleepily, not ever waiting for his response as she feel back asleep.

Well, he couldn’t argue that one. I really got you, we really did fall in love. And I’m never letting go.

The End.

Emails

2008-03-29T16:17:00.000-07:00

Show: Smallville
Characters: Clois, Implied One-sided Chlark
Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville or Superman or anything affliated with it. This is purely fanmade.

From: kentc @dailyplanet.com
To: sullicanc @gothamgazette.com
Subject: -

Hey Chloe, long-time no see right? How are things back in Gotham? I hope you are doing well? How’s Bruce? I actually just say Bruce, so I don’t know why I’m asking you.

I’m rambling aren’t I? It seems I do that more often now. Jimmy says I’m even geekier than him. Hard to believe isn’t it? Lois used to say she knew I was weird, but to the extent that I’ve gone she says is unbelievable. Last year she finally stopped believing it. I told her the truth. I think it’s the first time since Pete that I’ve actually had to. Everyone at the JLA just figured it out, Lois was told. To say she took it badly was an understatement.

Anyways, you’re probably wondering why I’m emailing you. After all this time I suppose I really don’t have an opener to begin a conversation with you, but I guess talking to you, or emailing you has always been easy. We had a fall out. Five years ago today we stopped talking, and we stopped being friends.

Chloe I just want you to know that I never stopped considering you my best friend. I really missed you, and I still do. I never meant to hurt your feelings, and I hope after all this time we can move past it. Particularly because I’m getting married in three months. I’m getting married to Lois.

I know that I really shouldn’t be springing this on you, but I want you to be my best man, or best woman. Chloe I’m asking you instead of Pete, or Oliver, or Bruce or anyone else because it wouldn’t seem right to have anyone else there. You were, and hopefully will be again, a huge part of my life. I hope you can come, and I hope you will be my best woman. Plus, if I have a best man, the man of honor is definitely going to feel uncomfortable. Jimmy’s never going to be able to escort Oliver down the aisle.

I’m emailing you now because I don’t want you to just receive an invitation in a month with no explanation and no hello. Our friendship deserves more respect than that. So please Chloe, please come to my wedding. I may not love you the way you want me to, but I love you a whole lot.

Love, Clark

From: kentc @dailyplanet.com
To: sullivanc @gothamgazette.com
Subject: Please Answer

Hey Chloe, I sent you my email a few days ago. Please answer me back. I know this is hard for you to take in Chloe, but at least tell me yes or no. Lois is getting frantic.

From: kentc @dailyplanet.com
To: sullivanc @gothamgazette.com
Subject: Respond Chloe!

I saw another one of you articles on the front page yesterday Chloe. Bruce says you are still handing in articles. That means you must have looked at your inbox by now. I know your mad Chloe, but there really isn’t any reason to not answer after I emailed you two weeks ago. I had to ask Bruce for help to find MY best friend. Chloe seriously email me, call me! Just contact me, because Lois is one straw away from flipping off Perry, quitting her job, leaving me and go looking for you! I’m always about two nano-seconds from flying to Gotham myself.

We’re worried about you Chloe.

From: kentc @dailyplanet.com
To: sullivanc @gothamgazette.com
Subject: Wedding

Bruce told me you’re just not opening your email. Chloe I really had hoped we were past this. But if you’re just going to blatantly ignore me then I don’t know how we are ever going to get pass this. Call me when you decide to grow up.

From: sullivanc @gothamgazette.com
To: kentc @dailyplanet.com
Subject: Re: Wedding

Hey Clark,

Congratulations on your engagement to Lois. I’m really sorry I haven’t been able to contact you recently. I will unfortunately be unable to attend your wedding. I’m sorry. I hope you are happy with Lois.

Sincerely,
Chloe

From: kentc @dailyplanet.com
To: sullivanc @gothamgazette.com
Subject: Re: Re: Wedding

You didn’t have to be so cold Chloe. Chloe you don’t seem to have accepted the fact that I can’t see you that way. Just,

Just come Chloe. It would mean the world to Lois. I won’t tell her that the girl she treated like a little sister won’t come to her wedding. You aren’t going to ruin her day Chloe. I don’t want to loose you Chloe, but if you make me choose I’ll choose Lois. You may have been my best friend, but Lois is my best friend now. Come for her at least.

From: sullivanc @gothamgazette.com
To: straussf @gothamgeneral.com
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Wedding

I’m glad you found a best friend in Lois. Know Clark that I will always love you. Know Clark, that even though I waited, ever second I wait was worth it. Because if while I waited you found Lois, then I’m glad that I waited. You found love Clark, don’t let anything take love away from you, because it only makes you stronger.

From: straussf @gothamgeneral.com
To: kentc @dailyplanet.com
Subject: Ms.Sullivan

Hello Mr. Kent,

My name is Dr. Strauss and I work at Gotham General Hospital. I was looking through Ms. Sullivan’s laptop and email. I came across your emails and how Ms. Sullivan responded. I know this is of incredible inconvenience for you and your fiancée, but could you postpone your wedding. You see, that’s the day Ms. Sullivan has been dated to die. She has terminal cancer. If you are unable to change your wedding day, then Ms. Sullivan told me to tell you that she will always love you.

Sincerely,
Dr. Strauss
Gotham General Hospital

The End.

Stolen Hearts

2008-03-29T14:53:00.000-07:00

Show: Sailormoon
Characters: Serena/Darien, Fullcast
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailormoon. This is purely fanmade.

Snuggling in deeper into her husband’s chest Serena felt herself become sleepier as the night wore on. Today was their fifth wedding anniversary and they were celebrating it with their friends. After so many years of struggling, losing each other to death and other forces they finally beat the odds. All of their families now knew of their midnight activities and now accepted it as apart of the past. They, of course, hadn’t been thrilled to hear that their daughters had been running around Tokyo in scandalously mini skirts. Ok, maybe their dads hadn’t been thrilled about that solely, but somehow to them it paled in comparison to the fact that their darling daughters/granddaughters had been jumping the roof tops to Tokyo. But luckily the girls’ mothers had just been grateful that their daughters had come out of it alive. (Ok maybe not ALWAYS alive, but they weren’t really that stupid as to tell their mothers that they had died a few…dozen times. Also certain princesses refrained from telling their mothers that they had put their lives on the line because a certain queen had made it necessary for them to do so.)

Back on topic, Serena wearily opened her eyes to watch her friends as they laughed together over topics of the past. Andrew had learned about their secret a few weeks after their families had been told. Serena’s younger brother had accidently let it slip at his birthday party, or so he says, Serena vehemently argues that he just wanted to tell someone badly, but knew that his parents were the ultimate shield against The Sailor Moon.

Since he had learned Andrew had begun to make it a ritual to make tux related jokes for hours until Darien had snapped. It seems Serena, in her anger, had forgotten to tell Darien what Andrew had discovered. Needless to say Andrew doesn’t buy roses anymore. What needs to be said however is that he completely disregards that it has anything to do with the four steel tipped roses that somehow landed in between his fingers one night.

Andrew had since become Tokyo’s inside scoop on the Sailor Scouts. Sales at the arcade had vastly improved that Andrew began to consider buying more parts of the block to expand it. All in all, their secret had come out relatively well to the ones they loved and cherished most. Of course now it had become a running bet amongst the girls what would happen to each of each other’s husband after the secret came out. Darien held the money because the girls constantly argued about how if one girl was designated to hold it; nothing would happen when she got married. Of course Serena didn’t take part in the betting. She didn’t want to give away that she already knew the men her friends were to wed. She wanted some semblance of romance for her friend’s future, even if it did mean she had to let them have broken hearts every now and again.

The girls each married off, and strangely the majority of their husbands were doctors of some sort. Only Raye’s husband, Jason, was odd as he was a social worker.

But here they stood, or sat (depends on how you want to look at it) in the Shields’ place of residence, talking about how they all came together. And that’s where our story begins.

“…and then he sat on my-umphh!”

“Amy, sweetheart, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t give my closest friends the ability to blackmail me because they also happen to have this strange affinity for making me squirm.” Zach, Amy’s husband, said as he put his large hand over her mouth.

“Fine, but you do realize the girls are going to know sooner or later anyways right?” Amy said smiling innocently, but with a knowing twist. It was true; nothing was kept a secret in their little group for long. If your spouse wanted to tell, it would be told, to everyone. It was hard to keep secrets in their group, to the girls it was fun, and for the guys…well it was less than fun.

“You know what story I really want to hear? How Serena and Darien got together?” Andrew said his arm around Rita, his wife, taking a quick sip of his beer before putting it back down.

“Actually I’d really like to know too Darien. From what I’ve heard you had a letter you wanted to give a certain Meatball head,” the speaker (Jason) was promptly hit on the head with a pillow by said sleepy Meatball head, but continued to speak anyways, “What ever happened to the letter?”

“Yeah Darien, after three weeks I…” Andrew stopped realizing his mistake and went silent trying to finish the sentence in his mind that wouldn’t incriminate himself. A pregnant Serena wasn’t someone you wanted to piss off.

“Three weeks after what?” asked Darien perplexed, as he sat up. This, of course, annoyed his wife who had made a nice pillow on his chest. So to fix this, a sleepy, or rather cranky, Serena pulled her husband back down and proceeded to nuzzle back in for her nap.

“Ummmmmm, nothing I was mixing you up with someone else I know.”

“You gave other people that stupid advice? Geez, Drew, I know you suck at relationships, but don’t pass the curse on,” Darien said with little bite in his voice. As he spoke a soft smile marred his face at his wife’s actions.

“Hey it worked didn’t it? You and Serena got together in the end!”

Darien chuckled. “Truthfully? I never was able to work up the nerve. One day after a fight, about seven months after you told me to try writing it down in my agenda, she just, well, jumped me. We’ve been inseparable ever since.” Darien finished, clearly in a nostalgic state.

“Wow…” Nathan said in an awed voice. “I never knew sweet little Serena could be like that.”

Darien laughed at this comment. “Well, I’ll have you know her being pregnant isn’t really my fault. She’s incredibly feisty in … Oomph!”

“Sweetheart,” came a dangerously sugary sweet voice from Darien’s chest. “Be quiet or that “feistiness could become your downfall.”

An audible gulp would have been heard had their friends not been laughing too loud. But amongst all the laughter a beeping sound could be heard. Darien, after spitting out the lollipop Serena had jabbed into his mouth, recognized it as his beeper.

“Hey could one of you pass that over here?”

“Is it the hospital?” asked Lita.

“Yeah, unfortunately it looks like one of my patients had a seizure. I need to get down there. Sweetheart?” Darien lightly tapped his wife’s shoulder.

“Hmmmmm,” Serena buried deeper into Darien’s chest.

“Come on sweetie, please?”

“Fine, but don’t be surprised if the bedroom door is locked when you get home tonight,” Serena said sourly as she propped herself up back into a sitting position.

“Idle threats sweetheart, you and I know it. Bye guys! Thanks for coming,” Darien said as he closed the door.

A few hours later the couples were getting up to leave. But before the all left Andrew poised Serena a question.

“So Darien never gave you the letter? Do you guys know what happened to it?”

“Andrew just drop it,” Rita said as she put on her coat. “He just can’t seem to let this go Serena so I’m just going to push him out of here.”

“No, it’s ok. Actually the answer is yes and no for both questions, Andrew.”

“What? How can that be? If he gave it to you, how come he said he didn’t?”

Serena started laughing. “Because I stole it. I figured it was fair, since he did, after all, steal my heart.”

The End.

Oblivious Agendas

2008-03-29T14:51:00.000-07:00

Show: Sailormoon
'Ship: Serena/Darien
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailormoon. This is purely fanmade.

It was noon on a sunny Saturday as the usual bubbly meatball headed blonde walked into the arcade. She was wearing a polo shirt and a white skirt that whispered around her knees as she walked. Her usual beautiful smile was on her face as she plopped down on one of the aracde stools, placing her small bag on the counter.

“Hey Andrew, could I have a… I guess I’ll take a frothy strawberry milkshake today,” Serena said as Andrew smiled at her.

“Coming right up princess,” (A/N that’s just a nickname, he doesn’t know who she is.) he replied fixing her up her order.

The blonde’s bubbly composure only lasted for so long as she noticed one stool away was the blue-eyed meanie who bugged her to death everyday.

“Hey you woke up early today Meatballhead! See I knew you could do it,” Darien said his eyes twinkling, a smirk placed upon his gorgeous face, “You know Andrew I think she deserves an award for this. Her order’s on me.”

Andrew was about to scold his friend when Serena replied, “Thank you Darien. I’ll take the food, not the insult.”

As Serena drank her milkshake, she felt Darien’s eyes upon her. Knowing if she were to ask he’d only insult her she left it alone. What the girl didn’t notice was the looks Andrew was throwing at Darien, silently screaming at him to handover the letter book mark within his book. Darien’s hands fidgeted with letter, all the while staring at the girl. Finally after five minutes the boy took out a small agenda.

Darien looked down at his agenda. Scribbling out the only thing he had on today’s “Give Serena My Love Letter”. This was written over and over again for the past five months. Andrew had said if he wrote it down he was more likely to do it. Yeah right, more like procrastinate it more. He wrote the same message for the next day paid Andrew for his coffee and Serena’s milkshake and left.

Andrew sighed. If only the boy could give the god damn letter maybe Serena might like him back and the constant daily fights would end. Looking down to pick up Darien’s coffee Andrew saw Serena had finished her milkshake. Complete oblivious to Darien. Hopefully that will end soon. Andrew putting the finished drinks in the sink he walked back to Serena to see if she wanted anything else. He saw that she had taken out an agenda of her own. Scribbling out today’s message she wrote it again in tomorrow’s box.

“Receive Darien’s Love letter.”

Sighing Serena packed her stuff and waved to Andrew before leaving. Andrew watched the blonde walk away. With a smirk he thought; Ok, maybe Darien’s the oblivious one. And continued cleaning the counter.

The End.

Read The Sequel here

Synonymous

2008-03-29T13:16:00.000-07:00

Show: Smallville
'Ship: Chlark
Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville. This is purely fanmade.

“For as long as I have been in Smallville the name Chloe Sullivan has been synonymous with Clark Kent. We’ve been best friends for so long that a large part of me has been defined BY you. When I talk to people they always ask how you are, as if I know the answer, which I always do. But what I’ve most recently realized Clark is that for as long as I live Clark Kent will never be synonymous with Chloe Sullivan. When they think of you they ask how Lex is, or Lana, or Martha or Lois or anyone else but me. To the world these are the people that have defined you. Lana is your love, Martha is your mother, Lex is your enemy of sorts and Lois, well people believe that Lois is your partner in crime. When ever your on a save-the-world mission, Lois is always behind you because she doesn’t know that you can handle yourself. She doesn’t know about you, but I do. And because of that you always tell me that it isn’t my place to come to your aid.

I’ve put my entire life on hold for you Clark, but for some reason your speeding by me. It’s as if we’re in a race and you’ve asked me to stop, and me, being so much in love with you, has foolishly decided that I need to fix the mess you left behind.

My life needs to go on because no matter how much I love you, no matter how many times I’d gladly take your place in front of death, you won’t for me.

And yes Clark I know you have, on many pervious occasions you’ve saved me, but would you still save me if you weren’t the Man of Steel? Would you still run to my aid if you knew you couldn’t get there in two seconds flat? Would you still be my best friend if I didn’t have an expansive data base? Because sometimes it doesn’t feel like you would.

Did you know that Kara is dating Jimmy? Did you even know we broke up? You’ve been wrapped up in Lana so much over the course of our friendship, it’s hard to tell if were we’re friends.

So I’m saying goodbye Clark, I’m saying good bye to save myself from being the girl on the sidelines. You don’t need me anymore, your superpowers have come and you don’t need a confidante because you have Lana. And you have Kara.

You’ve replaced me.

Because no matter how long I live Clark,

Are names just won’t ever be synonymous.”

The End.

A Silent Understanding

2008-03-29T13:05:00.000-07:00

Show: Passions
'Ship: Theresa/Gwen friendship
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions. This is purely fan made.

Theresa continued to sit there not looking up. Gwen watched her as Ethan bought their drinks. Ethan had yet to notice Theresa sitting in the corner reading.

“Here you go sweetheart, hot chocolate just like you like it.” Ethan said as he and Gwen sat down. As Ethan sipped his coffee, Gwen flicked her eyes to Theresa. She still hadn’t raised her head. Is she doing this to give me a headache? Well, I wouldn’t put it past her, but… she still has yet to even look in our general direction… Gwen’s thoughts were interrupted suddenly bringing her out of her confused thoughts.

“Sorry sweetheart, but I need to go make a phone call. One of the clients at Crane need my help. Will you be able to get home on your own?” Ethan asked as he got up.

“Of course darling, I’ll be just fine. I’ll grab a cab back to the apartment.” Gwen replied.

“Alright, if your sure. I love you,” Ethan said as he swept down to kiss her goodbye before he exited the small book café. Gwen turned to watch him go, and swiftly picked up her hot chocolate and scanned over to where Theresa was sitting.

“Amazing, she didn’t even lift her head,” Gwen breathed softly, “I wonder what has her so engrossed.” Gwen and Theresa hadn’t had a civil conversation in years, at least one that didn’t have Ethan breaking them up in the end or Theresa shooting longing glances at Ethan as Gwen glared her down.

Gwen walked slowly to Theresa’s table.

“Theresa?” No reply. At first Gwen thought Theresa was ignoring her, but Theresa’s hair, which had been slowly making it’s way down to the page, finally fell on to the book she had been reading. Without even looking up Theresa pushed her hair back behind her ear. Only then did Gwen see white earphones playing music into Theresa’s ears.

This time tapping Theresa’s shoulder Gwen called out a little louder “Theresa!”

The sudden action caused Theresa to jump a little in her chair. Looking up she saw her blonde ‘nemesis’ looking questioningly at her.

“Yes Gwen?” Theresa said removing her earphones. There wasn’t any bitterness, or anger Gwen had become accustomed to, instead only bored disinterest.

“I was just wondering what you were reading that has had you so enraptured the past five minutes.”

“Oh It’s called the Apples of Gold. It is incredibly enticing. I love books like this.”

“Is it about fate?” Gwen asked with a slight hint of smugness that Theresa caught.

“No, well kind of. It is more about life and the journey’s you have. It talks about everything, and how there is always something to learn from it,” Theresa replied slightly annoyed at the subtle suggestion Gwen made.

“Really? I didn’t take you for one of those kind of people.”

“Well you don’t know me very well do you? Reading books like this is one of my past times.”

“I thought Ethan and fate was your only interest Theresa,” Gwen replied as she sat down on the chair across from Theresa holding her stomach.

“You know I do have other interests in my life besides Ethan, Gwen. I love life, it is full of such big opportunities. That is what these books talk about. I want to share my opportunities with the man I love. Ethan. But you are married to him now, and I made a promise to myself that if he said I Do to you, I would leave you two alone, and I have.”

“Then why did you come out here to L.A Theresa?” Gwen asked, curiosity and disbelief colouring her voice.

“Contrary to what you and Ethan believe I did came here to surprise Fox and Whitney. I have no idea that you and Ethan were coming. I am a woman who wants children Gwen. I wish no ill-will to any mother. Even you,” Theresa finished with a slight smile.

“Well I am sorry if I don’t believe you but your actions these pass couple of years have said otherwise.”

“Yes well, my actions now prove my point,” Theresa said as a small clock at the end of the café chimed two o’clock,” I’m sorry Gwen but I promised Whitney I’d meet her at the studio to go out tonight. I need to go get ready. Bye.”

“Yeah, bye Theresa,” Gwen said faintly to Theresa back as she headed for the door, all the while contemplating what Theresa had said to her.

The End.

A Life Without Destiny, Chapter 5

2008-03-29T12:54:00.000-07:00

Chapter 5

“How long have you and your friends been traveling? You all eat as if this is your first meal,” John said as he passed Amy’s third bowl of porridge.

“We don’t know exactly how long we’ve been traveling or where we are exactly.” Raye said between spoonfuls.

They were all walking in a hallway in a rather large house. It was nicely furnished, though nothing appeared to be overly extravagant. Apparently John and his family were a powerful family in the area. The village he had referred to seemed to be more of a city than anything else. There were at least a quarter of a million people residing there. But the odd thing was that they all knew the same gossip. News traveled fast and everyone, meaning nearly all busybodies in the two hundred fifty thousand people in the community, knew of the mysterious travellers that the Thampillars had come across. Many people thought they were survivors from Capital City for many had heard of the beginnings of small towns near the area. Others believed them to be angels sent to protect them. Everyone else either didn’t care, or didn’t know.

Chantelle skipped gaily beside Katrina, regaling her with wonderfully descriptive stories of the town and her favourite* people. Katrina, despite being extremely tired, tried to give the endearing child her attention. However she was distracted. She had been sneaking glances towards the girls’ faces as they travelled. They all looked hardened and quite ready to rest and relax. She had wanted to be a good leader, but this was all too much for her. How was she supposed to be their leader if she couldn’t gain their respect and friendship? Katrina had seen the looks the girls had given her…Darien. A look of approval and respect. They had chosen him as a leader, and the way he walked ahead of all the girls he knew it. They had been travelling for a long time and Darien had been affectionate, but he hadn’t been all too inclined to talk to her. It was as if he blamed her too for all of this. Had she not pursued him, none of them would have been in this situation.

Mina was beginning to drag her feet when the young girl, apparently named Chantelle, happy chirp that the door to their left was the girls’ room. She also said that there were enough beds for all of them. Mina was tired but didn’t protest sharing a room. In a normal situation she would ask if the girls would have their own rooms. It wasn’t that she hated Katrina; it was just that she didn’t know her. None of them could have known that if Serena left, this would be their fate. Mina walked into the room. There were in fact five single beds. They were reasonably covered with duvets, and small soft pillows, but Mina just walked past them. She instead headed to the large window. It stretched into the ceiling and nearly reached the floor, and as she look out she saw the most beautiful sight she had ever seen in her life.

Beyond the moon, lively as it was, was a small speck. Venus. She had tried a multitude of times to see Venus in the night time, but had found it extremely hard. Now just looking out the window and seeing it was astounding to say the least. She knew it was Venus. She had always had a special liking to the planet as a child. The only time she ever stayed awake during astronomy was to hear the teacher explain how Venus got it’s name. As she grew older she persuaded the producers of the show she was signing with to rename the sailor scout Sailor V, in honour of the planet. Mina blinked at that thought. She life… it was gone. She wasn’t famous in the current here and now... where ever that was. Mina didn’t have fans, or family here. Her…destiny was gone, and now she had no idea what to do.

Darien felt his hand be pulled just as he was about to kiss Katrina goodnight. Looking down he saw Chantelle pulling him forward.

“You aren’t going to share a room with them Darien. Daddy says it isn’t proper. Come on, hurry! Daddy says once your down freshening up you need to talk to him in his study.” Chantelle said to him with one of the cutest pouts he’d ever seen. Chantelle was definitely a daddy’s little girl. You could tell from how well she pulled the pout.

Darien looked apologetically towards Katrina, who nodded her head. It was weird to see Darien with a little girl. Katrina herself, though nice enough, hadn’t been great with kids.
As the two contrasting figures continued down the hall Darien took the time to study Chantelle.

She appeared to be a normal healthy, innocent, young girl. So why was she surrounded by grime and ash of Earth. Was her future bleak? Would she be able to become a doctor if she wanted? Was that even an option for girls here? There were so many things that were straight off the bat odd to him about this place. It was as if they were in a world with no phones, no electricity…no technology. But how could that be? If the moon was prospering then surely there must have been some wealth that spilled over to their near-by neighbours of Earth. Darien was beyond confused, but hoped that his questions would find answers when she spoke to John in a few minutes.

“Here we are!” Chantelle chirped. She looked up at Darien, who appeared to be a giant compared to her tiny stature.

Darien looked at the door ahead of him. He was ready to relax. He just really wanted to know all the information. Afterwards he would relax and in the morning could begin formulating a plan to all this. But then again this could…

“Well are you gonna go in? The doorknob isn’t going to bite you, ya’know?” Chantelle said in a voice that clearly stated cheek. Chantelle had gotten away with cheekiness a lot because most of the time it got her what she wanted; the person to smile. And today she was rewarded with just that and blown away.

As she chatted with tall pretty blonde girl she had looked at the stoic man. He didn’t look like the type to smile very often and now Chantelle felt bad for everyone that would never see his smile. It was truly something. Perhaps he could be what this world needed.

“You know what Chantelle? Could you just show me the way to your dad’s study? I’d really like to just ask him some questions,” Darien said kneeling down so to be eye to eye with the girl who immediately protested.

“No I saw you out there. You. Are. Tired. Don’t push yourself when you can’t go any further. My mommy does that a lot and then she gets really really sick. You don’t want that to happen do you?” Chantelle said with a stern face that looked incredibly adorable to Darien.

“No I don’t, but if I don’t have some of my questions answered I just might die of curiosity. You know what it’s like to be really really curious but no one will tell you the answer to your question right?”

“Yeahhhhhh,” Chantelle was in turmoil. More than once this week had she been with questions and no one would tell her the answers to them. She hated that feeling, she like knowing. Knowing made her feel smart.

“I guess I could take you to daddy’s study,” Chantelle said slowly, “But only if you promise me once your done you’ll go immediately to bed! I don’t want my daddy getting to tired, he’s already a workahol… a workahully…someone who really likes to work.”

“I promise, I cross my heart,” Darien proclaimed softly, making a big show of crossing his chest with a dramatically pointed finger. Chantelle giggled.

“You’re silly a bear,” Chantelle said as she dragged him back the way they came, “You better not forget the way, because daddy won’t let me stay up. I keep telling him I’m already all grown up and I should be allowed to hear what the adults talk about after bedtime. He says I’m still a small grown up and small grown ups need sleep. Do you think he’s right Bear?

Darien smiled softly at the nickname. “Yes I do agree with him. Small grown ups need all the rest they can get, because once they become big grown ups they won’t be able to rest as much. Plus after bedtime grown ups just talk about stuffy boring stuff. I’m sure you don’t want to hear that.”

“No I guess not..,” Chantelle said. “Well here we are! Daddy should be inside, but knock first. I have to go to bed. My bedtime was an hour ago.”

“Oh I’m sorry Chantelle, have I been keeping you up?” Darien said, knowing full well the mischievous little girl had planned this.

“Yeah, but you’ve been fun to talk to. Not as fun as Ren and her mommy, but no one is as fun as Ren’s mommy.”

“Maybe you can introduce me to Ren’s mommy one day, then she can teach me all about how to make really good conversation,” Darien said once again kneeling to the girl’s level.

“If you really wanna, I’m visiting them next week. If you’re still here you can ask daddy if you can come!” Chantelle exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement.

“Well I really wanna, now off you go before someone spots you!”

“Night Bear!” And with that Chantelle gave Darien a big kiss on the cheek then ran off.

Darien smiled softly again. He had smiled more in the ten minutes of talking with Chantelle than he had since all of this began. Looking back to the door Darien braced himself. Deep down he knew he wouldn’t like the answers that awaited him behind the door.

Just as Darien reached for the doorknob, silently thinking that maybe Chantelle was right and he was afraid the doorknob was going to bite him, her heard….

“Darien!”

Turning around, a woman with black sleet hair was running towards him, with two wolves just behind her.

Continuing soon...

A Life Without Destiny, Chapter 4

2008-03-29T12:46:00.000-07:00

Chapter 4

The sun glistening on the floor of the palace, Queen Serenity II walked calmly across the dining room floor awaiting her husband’s return from the council chambers. She had been banned from the meetings for a month because she had called one of the council chairmen an pretentious idiot.

Well that man deserved it calling our kingdom going to ruins! Serenity huffed as she glanced at the clock for the tenth time this minute. Her husband had said we would leave the meeting at two thirty to go on a picnic with her and discuss the meeting with her, of course at a safe and long distance from the council chairmen. The clock had struck three o’clock an HOUR ago. Serenity, being the patient woman she was, had only yelled twice. She hated it when her husband did this. He often teased her, and her being the idiot she was thought it to be the truth. Oh the small queen was already thinking up many ways to torture her husband. She would first kick him out of their room. He could sleep in the guest room or the stables for all she cared at this moment…

“Darling I am so sorry I am late!” Dimitri said coming up behind her with a twinkle in his eyes. How he loved teasing his wonderful wife. “Sweetheart you aren’t mad at me are you?” Dimitri asked as Serenity had stopped walking the moment he spoke. He back was turned to him so he had yet to see her face, but knowing his wife as he did Dimitri stood on the other side of a chair to provide him with some sort of barrier from Serenity. As much as he loved teasing her, she hated it back with the same amount of passion.

But as Serenity turned around she had a huge smile upon her face. Her eyes were twinkling with merriment. But that was what scared Dimitri. Oh no…

“No of course I’m not mad darling. How could I be mad at you? But I do hope you won’t be mad at me when you are locked from MY room tonight,” with that Serenity huffed off. Dimitri could only hope she would calm down before nightfall, which wasn’t likely.

“You teased her again didn’t you daddy?” came his daughter’s voice from behind him a few minutes later. Renée always had this sixth sense for when her parents were arguing. And though they weren’t often, she always knew who was in trouble. “Don’t worry daddy, you can sleep with me tonight, but only if you read me a story and don’t snore.” Renée said smiling up to her daddy. She had inherited his genes of teasing. Her mischievous smile told him she was in fact teasing him.

“Who said I snored?” the king asked his hands out ready to tickle the young princess. The young girl recognizing her father advancing began to run to the gardens, ones she knew better than the back of her hand. For the next hour laughter was all that was heard in the palace gardens, and the queen could be seen in her balcony watching the two play with a serene smile on her face.

Read Chapter 5 here

A Life Without Destiny, Chapter 3

2008-03-29T12:38:00.000-07:00

Chapter 3

“Oh my god! Guys wake up!” Darien yelled, immediately transforming into Tuxedo Masked to protect the girls.

“What’s happening?” asked a small voice from Darien’s right. Darien whipped around. Mina was getting up from where she had been sleeping. For a fraction of a second Darien had believed it was Serena.

“Darien what the hell is that?” Mina said with a little more urgency in her tone, “Correction what the hell are they!?”

Darien swiftly whipped his head back, almost cracking it in the process to see an entire pack of…what ever they were running faster in their direction. By this time all the girls had transformed, except of course Katrina who had no idea what to do.

“Katrina for the love of God transform!” Lita yelled at her as she readied her stance not taking her eyes off of the pack of animals.

“And how the hell do you propose I do that?” Katrina screamed back from the rear of the group.

“Didn’t Artemis say something about you being Sailor Earth?” Amy said taking her eyes off of her computer for a second. She was trying to get a reading of what the animals were but they were moving too fast for her to analyze.

“Yeah but I have no idea how to summon that power, I even have it!” Katrina yelled to no one in particular picking up a sharp rock in case they weren’t able to figure out a way she could help before the pack of animals made it to them, which didn’t seem probable.

“Just yell something that you think will work, it can’t hurt can it?” Raye said, trying to keep cool already readying the fire within her to be released.

“Fine! Ummmmm EARTH POWER!” Katrina yelled. Almost immediately she began to glow a light blue green. Her body was suddenly sporting her own uniform. Her bow and the out line of the uniform was a dark blue green. Her gloves were white with brown trims. She wore ankle boots the color brown with outlines of the blue green. Lastly her earrings were two tiny hoops one blue the other green both twisted with a light brown. Katrina could at once feel surges of power.

“Whoa,” was the only sound that came out of her mouth.

“Focus Katrina, the pack is nearing,” Raye said quietly still concentrating on the fire.

Ironic. I still have to tell our leader to focus. Raye thought. Raye was snapped out of her concentration when she heard a strange voice. Her first instinct was to look at the pack as they were the only things present besides themselves. But as the voice called out again she looked up to the hill where she saw a little girl.

“Toro! Come back! Where are you guys going!” the small girl shouted at the top of the hill apparently not noticing the Scouts mere meters away from the…whatever they were.

“Chantelle come back here you know your not supposed to let the wolves get that far,” The new voice seemed much older and was that of a man. Unfortunately, or fortunately, the scouts could not decide, the man had seen them.

“Who goes there? Is that you Wesley? Where have you been?” the man yelled clearly relieved as well as annoyed.

“My name is Darien, I am sorry but none of us here are named Wesley,” Darien shouted back to the man, “We mean no harm, but could you keep your…wolves was it? away from us?”

“I know no Darien’s, and I am the leader of this village. I know all males in the regions. Who are you really stranger?” the man said as he whistled for the wolves to stop who were less than five meters away from Darien. They ran back to the young girl called Chantelle.

“Daddy I don’t think they mean us harm,” Chantelle said quietly, so only her father could hear, “If they wanted to hurt us I think they would have done it by now. Look they are well armed, even if the majority of them are women. Maybe they can tell us what is wrong with Lady Jilles. She hasn’t been feeling well and acting peculiar. These people dress peculiar maybe they know the cure for Lady Jilles head hurt.”

John, Chantelle’s father, smiled down at his daughter and at her innocence. She was the perfect example of his beliefs, that a child looked a treated with love would only understand love and would therefore be loving. John agreed with what she had said. They may know what was wrong. They had send messengers to all the regions close by asking for doctors to look at Lady Jilles. They had said she was fine. As none of the villagers had said that there was anything that had happened the pervious night to her no one could determine what had brought on the sudden change. The only thing John could understand at the moment was that these strangers looked worn, dirty, tired and hungry. He had never been a man to refuse to help others.

“Fine, darling, I suppose there is no harm if we have more villagers.” John looked back to the strangers. If they tried anything the wolves could easily take them. At least he hoped so, for they looked strong, though kind.

”Darien was it? You look tired the village is only an hour’s walk from here; do you think you and your friends could make it?” John yelled his voice echoing for miles across the desert.

Darien looked to the girls. They did look tired. They had hardly eaten in so long and were al in dire need of rest and food. They girls caught Darien’s eyes. As he looked to each of them he saw approval to his inner decision. He hoped he was making the right one as he began to trudge up the hill. The girls following behind had all made an unconscious and unanimous decision. Darien was their new leader.

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A Life Without Destiny, Chapter 2

2008-03-29T12:01:00.001-07:00

Chapter 2

The charred ground looked as if it hadn’t been touched in years. Even dust had not wanted to settle on the disgusting grime of the mold on where the scouts presumed there had once been life. Everywhere they went there would be grime, dirt and despair. No where they looked could they escape the feeling as if souls were begging to set them free. They had been wandering for days. After the first couple of hours of walking, sometimes slipping, through the ashes of Earth they had decided nothing could be alive here.

It was only then did they return to their civilian outfits. Katrina being the newest had had no reason to change the fact being no one had any idea how to get her to transform into Sailor Earth, as Artemis had stated.

“So what now?” Lita said, bite in every word.

“Who knows? I don’t think any of us expected this,” Mina replied, carefully walking down the mountain.

“Can we at least stop and rest? We’ve been dredging around for days with no idea where we are going, what we are doing or what happened? We don’t even know the date,” Lita said slumping to the ground not bothering with her clothes that were slowly getting dirty.

“Sure,” Amy replied, “I think we should all get some rest, we’ve barely slept and if we’re ever going to learn anything we’re going to have to have as much energy as we can possibly get.”

“No.”

Katrina was still standing looking around. She had been leading the group for quite sometime now and had gotten the least amount of rest. The Scouts were baffled at this. They had no idea where she was getting all this energy from. She had explained to them it was just adrenaline and it would wear out at some point but she would make as much use of it as she could now. But to Darien her story had been completely different. She wanted to understand. She was the newest of all of them. She didn’t know how her powers worked, or even if she had powers. She didn’t know much about Serena, much less Serenity. Katrina was one of those people that had to be in the know. She was either in the circle of knowledge or she’d deem it unworthy of anyone’s time. But this was different. This time she was curious, actually for the first time ever she was curious. This girl had had an entire different lifetime with Darien. She had loved him twice, granted she lost him both times. Or had she never had him at all since they were now, or never were she guessed, not soul mates. Even that sounded incredibly odd to her. But she was determined to know because this time it concerned the man she loved.

It was true she loved Darien. He was loving and a gentleman. When she had met him she knew then and there it didn’t matter who he was with or who he wasn’t with as the case had been, or never been. She had been working on Darien for months, breaking down his persona, his habits, and friends. She had even come to the Crown Arcade to watch him be with his now-never-ex-girlfriend. When she had seen Serena, she was astounded. She had expected Darien to be with this mature, cultured, accomplished woman of the world. And there he was with an immature, babyish teeny-bopper. Sure she was gorgeous, Katrina would give her that. But the pig-tails, and the excessive eating proved she was nothing but a little girl that could be pushed aside.

It was months of studying, many of her friends had called this stalking, the divine god that was Darien Shields she had watched him transform into the mysterious and ever eluding Tuxedo Mask. She had had a brief private love affair in her mind with Tux boy. But that had ended quickly once she met Darien. She was ecstatic to find out that they were one and the same. Once she found out her had broken up with the annoying, in the sense that she was in Katrina’s way, little girl she had dove right in and healed his wounds. So here she was many months later his lover and his soul mate and no words could describe her happiness at this, excluding the fact they were in some alternate universe in a wasteland of what once was Earth.

“Amy, you know that little computer you used to make sure we were all alright and weren’t sick or anything? Do you think you can use it to patch into the satellites and scour the Earth for any signs of heat then water to see if there is any life on Earth? Just because Earth was defeated can’t mean everyone was killed right? Some people must have survived?” Katrina instructed faking a commanding calm voice. She was incredibly scared right now.

“I could. I used to hack in all the time for Seren…” Amy left off knowing that they could finish her thought.

Darien feeling incredibly guilty said quietly, “This isn’t our fault we could never have known this would happen.”

“Yeah, this is her fault,” Lita sharply said as she looked pointedly at Katrina. Quickly snapping her head Katrina glared down at Lita. She and Lita had never gotten along. When Raye had nominated her as the replacement Lita had been the first to refuse, though Mina almost beat her to it, and Amy came quickly after that. Katrina knew getting the girls respect would be a difficult one in normal circumstances but this would be insanely impossible. These girls hated her for what her meddling had done. Katrina knew, well now she did, that had she not gone after Darien they would all be fine more or less. Probably with a lazy Serena, but at least they would have had their lives and would eventually gotten through to Serena.

No stop thinking like that. Just because Lita doesn’t like you doesn’t mean that they all hate you. You never could have known Serena would have done this to get revenge. Katrina thought soothing her conscious.

“Look Lita I know we all don’t like this situation and it’s easy to point fingers…” Katrina said, trying to smooth down the situation was quickly cut by Lita.

“You damn right it’s easy to point fingers!” Lita yelled her voice seeming to carry out for miles. “Since you are our only culprit we all know who to blame.”“Lita calm down,” Mina said quietly from her sitting place on a rock.

“I did nothing! I had no idea this would happen!” Katrina countered, both her and Lita ignoring the others. They were finally getting the shouting match they had wanted long ago.

“Lita this isn’t the time nor place!” Raye spoke loudly trying to get attention from either of the girls knowing if one back down the other would follow but they both ignored her.

“Look around Raye! We don’t know the time nor the place we are in! What difference does it make? HUH? We’re all starving, tired and all cos this bimbo decided that she could replace Serena!” Lita screamed hysterically at the top of her voice. She was beyond angry, beyond even rage. She was fuming, hatred seeping into every single one of her molecules.

Darien was about to defend Katrina when Amy, who had been waken up from her reverie by Lita’s booming voice, decided to speak up.

“Guys we have a problem,” Amy said nervously.
“Yeah, and she’s our new leader apparently,” Lita mumbled under her breath.

Sparing Lita one last glare, Katrina looked back to Amy.

“What do you mean? Did you find the satellites?” Katrina asked her voice slightly harsh after the fight.

“Well sorta,” Amy respond hesitantly, “I found satellites; they just aren’t that of humans.”

“Are you sure?” Darien asked.

“Yes, I’ve never known any language to exist on earth to ever appear like these inscriptions. They are slightly like the English alphabet, but there are accents and letters that I am pretty sure aren’t from this planet,” Amy said.

“So we still know nothing?” Min whispered more to herself than anyone else.

“Well I was able to secure the knowledge that we are in fact on Earth, and that these satellites are probably from the Moon,” Amy replied a little more confidant.

“How?” Raye asked quickly eager as the rest for any good news.

“Well, it’s more a guess than anything else. Any other planet would be too far for my computer to reach the signal we can at least be sure the Moon is still thriving.”

They all remain quiet for the rest of the night. Deciding to rest where they had stopped they all slept more or less close together to preserve their body heat and to be close should anything attack. Though an attack wasn’t likely here.

As the night slipped on peacefully Darien remained awake with Katrina curled neatly into his body. He was sure he was the only one awake at the moment knowing while the others were in a dream state like himself more of the time, they had nothing on their conscious or at least not as much as he.

There was only one thought in his mind.

Serena. I guess guilt really gets to you.

No matter what Darien did, his mind would always wander to that moment his brave Serena slumped to the ground. Breaking up with her had nothing to do with the fact that he didn’t think she was a good Sailor Moon, or leader. It was Raye that had told Katrina the truth and Raye that nominated Katrina for the job once she saw Katrina’s athletic and academic history. He had dumped Serena because they weren’t right for each other. They were too different to be compatible at any level. He loved helping others while she saw it as a burden. He loved studying while she loved having lazy days. He love the indoors while she was constantly at the park amongst the flowers and insects and animals. She was the picturesque sixteen year old girl. While he was the tortured medical student. Katrina was exactly like him. She loved to study, and read and help others. She was studying to be a nurse and a doctor at the same time. They had often joked that they would be this perfect doctor and nurse team before they had started going out. He had never told Serena about Katrina. He felt that Serena would never understand his relationship with her. With Serena he felt like a little kid again, but Darien was all about the future and not dwelling on the past, considering that his past wasn’t a wonderful one. But still he had dumped Serena out of the blue. She had definitely not deserved that. She never saw it coming because he hadn’t told her about Katrina. She had thought they were perfect when they weren’t. her and Darien didn’t match. They looked nothing alike and they acted nothing alike. It had been time.

What had surprised him was that Serena would do this. Why would she purposefully try and hurt him? Yes, maybe he had not gone about their relationship the right way but he had never known Serena to be the type to get revenge, a little like himself he thought. If he ever saw Serena again it was the first thing he was planning on asking her.

The night slipped peacefully on. Until about day break, when they heard stones rolling their way and as the Sun rose above the hill of dirt Darien was sure he saw an animal rise with it.

Read Chapter 3 here

A Life Without Destiny, Chapter 1

2008-03-29T11:59:00.000-07:00

Show: Sailormoon
'Ship: Serena/Darien
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailormoon, anime or manga. This is purely fanmade.

Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5

Chapter 1

“…”

“Darien, please tell me you’re not kicking me out of the group. Please tell me that you are just confused.” Serena begged her voice barely audible above her breathing.

Her world was crashing around her and she had no clue why. ‘I’ll tell you why. Because your boyfriend, your lover, your best friend, your prince, your soul mate is rejecting you for the second time’. The voices in her mind seemed to taunt her. She had tried to be his everything. Perfection. Wasn’t she enough, wasn’t her long nights of fighting for him enough? Even her friends, behind Darien seemed to remain silent as she broke down. They had decided that she should step down as leader, and let one of them take control. Raye even suggested that she just leave.

Serena had been late to the fight again. It wasn’t her fault, not really. She had been at the doctors. She had had an appointment. They were doing blood work. (A/N let’s pretend that her alien blood can not be detected unless you know its there) Apparently her high metabolism might go down soon and she could stop being hyper with all the sugar she consumed. She had tried to get out as possible, but how exactly do you tell your doctor that you’re Sailor Moon and need to leave to defend love and justice? They wanted her to leave.

She too was fed up with being Sailor Moon. This wasn’t what she was born for. She was a Politian, she was a lawyer. But she wasn’t a sailor scout, nor was she their leader. She was a princess. Sure she knew how to fight, but not in anyway that was safe for earth. If she released all her strength, she just might destroy half the dimension with a flick of her wrist. She had to be careful. But did they know or care? No! Serena felt her anger growing. Her emotions were high and pulsing. It wasn’t her fault she wouldn’t regain her grace until she was twenty-one! She was trying her best under the circumstances! So what if she wasn’t like Princess Serenity. They were nothing like their past selves either. Lady Rachel was much more temperate. Lady Amilié was much more decisive. Lady Melita had more humility instilled in her. Lady Lamina was much more level-headed. And of course Darien, Endymion was much more affectionate, more open and kind to everyone.

Serena decided then and there she would end this. They wanted her to leave then fine, but there was a price to that decision. It would cost them greatly and maybe if they were lucky in the future she may forgive them. She may even come back and put everything back the way it was but for now no. Her leaving meant one thing and hopefully they would learn, if not Earth would end.

Getting up from the ground she had slumped too Serena lifted her head and stared each at them in the eye.

“You want me to leave fine, but I hope you know what you have decided to do. What you are asking of me has serious consequences,” Serena stated in a voice unrecognizable by any of them, as if she was no longer the little girl she had been a few moments ago. All of them were speechless. Even Luna had turned back to her, as she had previously said her piece and had said she was finished with Serena. She had said there was no way Serena was Princess Serenity.

Darien was the first to speak, “Serena we all understand you are upset but please admit you aren’t right for leadership, and maybe, as Raye said, you aren’t right to protect. Your power may be the only one of ours to be able to destroy a demon with one hit but the rest of us can work together and I’m sure with two or three hit they’ll be down.”

“I know I’m not right to be jumping around and stuff…”

Amy cut her off, “Serena it’s more than that. A Sailor Scout must be organized and be able to maintain a cover. Everyday you sleep in class because you can’t keep awake because of the late night fights. You are never on time. We need a scout more capable.”
“And who exactly will replace me?” Serena asked ticked off on the inside for saying she was capable. If only they knew.

“There is a promising girl that looks remarkably like you. She is a good student, focused and an incredible athlete. She’s a little taller than you and she has short hair but I’m sure we cant slowly change Sailor Moon’s appearance so the public won’t know,” Luna said.

“She’s also my new girlfriend. I care for her a lot so maybe that means she could be the real princess,” Darien added.

“Interesting, fine I’ll leave. Here’s my broach. That’s all she’ll need.” With that Serena ripped off the broach from her shirt and tossed if to Darien who just barely caught it.

“Only you will be able to help her become Sailor Moon.” Serena said directly at Darien ignoring the looks they were giving her. She had become incredibly serious in a matter of moments.

Maybe she can be the leader we need. Darien thought off handily. Suddenly a voice came up from behind Serena.

“You must be Serena, the girl I’m replacing,” Serena winced at that, “Don’t worry I’ll keep everything safe. I’m Katrina by the way.” The girl, apparently called Katrina, said while walking up and linking her arm with Darien obviously saying that Darien was hers now.

“I’m sure you will Katrina.” Serena shook her head. She didn’t want to do this but if she wasn’t with Darien anymore, the protocol was to change it.

Sighing Serena said one last thing. “I respect your decision to kick me out,” at this Serena change into Princess Serenity,” I only hope you can deal with the consequences.”

“Sooooo does this mean I’m Princess Serenity now? I’m not quite sure how this works,” Katrina asked not really Serena but more to the other Scouts.

“I guess since you are my love now sweetheart I guess my destiny is shared with you so I would say yes,” Darien said placing his arm around Katrina instead of their linked arms.

“Yeah so can you make this quick Serena? We have business to discuss and schedules to talk about with Katrina,” Raye said a little to sharp for her liking but she was somewhat upset that she was losing a friend. Though Raye was set in her decision, it didn’t make it easier to make. Serena was lazy and late and she didn’t particularly like her but Serena had brought them together and for that Raye would be grateful to her forever,

“I will,” walking up to Darien Serena unwrapped his arm around Katrina, who at this action was getting mad that her fiancé’s ex-girlfriend was acting intimate with him, and took both of his hands in hers.

Aren’t I supposed to be getting the power? Not Darien? Katrina thought.

Suddenly there was a lightly glowing string running down both Darien’s arms and Serena’s. They looked as if they were tied together as two strings on each arm, one red and one pink wrapped around the arms.

Darien was paralyzed. This had never happened before. He kept staring at the strings. He knew the pink one was Serena’s so that must of meant the red was his. She was letting him go. She was unwinding their destiny so he could intertwine his with Katrina. After everything she was still caring for him.

Reading his thoughts Serena said. “I will always love you Darien that is what makes this harder.”

Reacting to her words that strings ripped apart Darien’s grew purple ones, he knew meant Katrina was intertwined with him. Serena’s grew silver ones.

“I know this is hard for you Serena, but I’ll keep Rini safe. Not that she’ll be named RIni I guess. I know letting go of your love to be happy is hard. I can’t feel what you are feeling but I know that letting your love’s destiny and life go must be heart breaking but you’ll get through. It looks as if you already have a replacement if you look at your arms.” Darien said.

“Yeah Serena. This doesn’t mean we don’t want to be your friend anymore I’m sure we can still hang out together,” Lita said trying to make Serena feel better about the situation.

“Yeah, I could never go shopping with out you Sere,” Mina said trying to help.

“I don’t think any of you really grasp what has just happened, and what it means,” Serena whispered softly tears escaping her head that was bent down. The scouts, Darien and newly appointed Sailor Moon looked at her with pitiful eyes. She had just lost everything.

But lifting her head they saw Serena with a smile on her face.

“I’m ecstatic for myself; I’m finally free from something that was never my responsibility. I’m crying for you guys. I’m so sorry.”

“What do you mean Serena?” Mina asked hesitantly, silently wondering, like the rest of them there, if Serena had lost her mind. She had lost her friends, her some-what job, her knowledge of being a mother to Rini, and her lover Darien. Why would she cry for them?

“I’m sorry that you have no more destiny.” With that Serena lifted her hand and opened, somehow, a portal. None of them could see where it lead but none of them were concerned about that right now. They wanted to know what she meant.

“Serena what did you do?” Darien asked frantically.

“I separated our destiny strings. We are no longer soul mates.”

“So what would that mean?” Amy asked for the first time truly baffled at something Serena said.

Serena didn’t answer that question though, Artemis did.

“It means they were never soul mates, their destiny has never come together.” Artemis said slowly following Serena knowing he had clemency of the things Serena had set in motion as he had been the only on to defend her and to guard the life he had hoped for.

“Artemis, where are you going? Luna asked.

“And what does that mean?” Amy interjected too.

“I am the guardian of the princess while you are the guardian of Sailor Moon; at one time they were the same so our jobs were the same, but now that has changed. Serena is leaving so I must follow her. Katrina is the new Sailor Moon so you must stay. That’s the rules.”

“I forgot,” Luna whispered.

“Artemis what does Serena and Darien being serperated mean?” Amy asked again a little more frantic.

“It means that the Earth was never saved. That Princess Serenity never sent Lunarian troops to help Endymion to protect him. It means that she never had a reason to care about Earth affairs like she was taught to. It means she married Prince Dimitri of the Solarian Kingdom. It means you Scouts as ambassadors from your respective planets to Earth were never sent to protect Serena as ordered by Endymion. All in all, it means the Moon and the Silver alliance was saved, while the entire Earth was wiped out. In a few moments, after Serena leaves she will never remember any of you. Neither will I. She will be the wife of Dimitri. Renée her daughter will take RIni’s place. Katrina will be Sailor Earth as the broach follows Serena. And most importantly Earth will be a desert wasteland.” Artemis summarized.

“It’s time you all lived your lives, a life without destiny.” With that Serena and Artemis jumped through the portal and everything around the scouts became a charred wilderness with nothing but them left.

Read Chapter 2 here

Dead Replacement

2008-03-29T11:51:00.001-07:00

Show: Smallville
'Ship: Chlark
Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville. This is purely fanmade.

Chloe was dead and he is never going to go back. He doesn’t know what Jor-El thinks about it, and honestly he didn’t care. He should be dead. Superman paid his debt to the world for killing those people in the meteor shower. He has saved enough people in penance for all those people that were affected by his arrival. He could have been ok with continuing his work. He would be ok with being alive again. It didn’t really matter to him. What mattered was that she had to lose everything to give him that.

He isn’t going back. The ice castle will never come alive again. He doesn’t care that it’s his father. It’s just a memory, a robot that sounds like him. It isn’t him and it never will be. But because of a memory, Chloe is gone forever.

She went to Jor-El. She asked him to take her life to bring back Superman. Jor-El didn’t refuse, he probably didn’t even protest. Anything to have his son fulfill his “destiny”. Screw destiny, screw the world and screw everyone in it. She shouldn’t have had to make that decision.

She had had a destiny. She had had one that would have been far greater that his. He saved lives of people that were crazy enough to endanger them, but she had saved more. Her work, however insignificant to the world was far more important. She discovered crimes before they were committed. She saved lives before they needed saving. Superman just came in the nick of time; she on the other hand was always there. Days, weeks, sometimes even months before Superman even need to swoop in.

The JLU hadn’t really tried hard to stop her. They didn’t think she would have been able to save Superman. They didn’t think Superman had many weaknesses. How would they have known that Superman, no matter how inhuman he was, could still feel human.

Chloe was dead. Superman wasn’t. Chloe was dead. Clark Kent was reporting on it. She had a small corner on page thirteen. If it was up to him she would have been on page one, and taken up the entire paper. He could fill a book with how special she was. But it was still a fact.

Chloe was dead, and this time she wasn’t coming back.

The End.

So She Dances

2008-03-28T16:06:00.000-07:00

Show: Passions
'Ship: TheRox
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions. It belongs to JER and DirecTV. This is purely fanmade.

Fox watched the guests dance. He hated this place. The Ethan and Gwen’s reception was a bore. Nothing had happened yet. The wedding had gone off without a hitch, which was a surprise to all of the guests because they had been expecting Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald Crane, Fox’s step mommy and Ethan’s ex-fiancée, to stop it. But instead she had just put on a brave face and smiled. Fox had to give it to her, with what he had heard she had loved his brother intensely; to the point of giving up her own life to save his own. Now THAT was love, if love even existed. The only type of love that Fox knew was sex. He couldn’t exactly call it love making, since he never even knew the girl’s names, let alone love them. Sure Fox Crane had been known to have been in infatuations, but even those were mostly sexual. Fox finished off his martini. He grabbed another and headed to the patio to the garden just as the band stuck up a melodic tune. And he saw her….

A waltz when she walks in the room
She pulls back the hair from her face
She turns to the window to sway in the moonlight
Even her shadow has grace

… Theresa had had enough. She was sick of being here, of trying to prove to everyone she was stronger than any of their notions about her. She wasn’t about them see her pain. She had wanted to sob throughout the entire ceremony and leap into Ethan’s arms. But she couldn’t. He wouldn’t take her back, he couldn’t. It was against his beliefs, his morals, against everything he based his life upon. He would marry Gwen; he would stay faithful to her. She would do anything to have him back, but she needed to move on, she needed to live her life again, but most of all she needed to get the hell out of here. Theresa looked out the window, no one was on the patio, and maybe she could dance and be happy there, away from everyone’s preying eyes and notions about her. She slipped out of the shindig and slowly walked across the patio. The moon was full tonight. Its rays danced upon the gorgeous Crane gardens. The band inside played a beautiful tune and she began to sway along. She knotted her hair out of her face and began to dance letting all of her emotions, worries, and troubles out….

A waltz for the girl out of reach
She lifts her hands up to the sky
She moves with the music
The song is her lover
The melody's making her cry
So she dances
In and out of the crowd like a glance
This romance is
From afar calling me silently

… She seemingly floated across the room. It was as if her feet never touched the floor. She seamed to glisten in the moonlight. Fox was memorized. ‘Was this the other side of the legendary Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald? Had anyone else seen her flawless beauty at its peak?’ Fox wondered. His step mother was famous for being cold hearted, gold-digging whore that took no prisoners. ‘She must be another misconceived story that sold.’ Fox knew all to well how the tabloids exaggerated. Unlike how he was portrayed by the tabloids he did know how to take a no from a woman. ‘Had Theresa been misunderstood?’ Fox caught a glimpse of tears flowing freely from her face. Though her beauty was retained, she seemed to lose a little bit of the life within her. What could have caused an angel to cry? Oh yes, the Sainted Ethan. What she saw in his cowardly half-brother he couldn’t figure out for the life of him. Neither could he figure out how Ethan could give up this vision for that horse-faced bitch. It was such a confusing mess. Fox looked back up to her face. She was still dancing and crying. Fox felt something he had never felt before. It was compassion. His heart twisted in pain for her. She had been played by Ethan, given her dreams, only for them to be snatched from her so cruelly. He wanted to take her in his arms and make all her fears and pains fly away. Though he had never seen it, he knew she must have had a illuminating smile that could give light to the night sky. He knew somewhere in his heart that her eyes could take the place of the stars if they sparkled with happiness again. He wanted his angel to smile again, but where to start...

A waltz for the chance I should take
But how will I know where to start?
She's spinning between constellations and dreams
Her rhythm is my beating heart

… Her heart felt like it was breaking and mending at the same time. She knew that with ever tear that fell from her eyes, one day there would be a smile, with ever crack in her heart as the emotions poured out, there would be another to mend it. No, there wouldn’t. Theresa refused to depend on someone else. She refused to live her life based on someone else. She would live for herself, and maybe one day soon she would love again and be able to give herself fully to that person. But in order to do that she needed to find her entire self. The only thing she could remember about herself was that she wanted Ethan. Hadn’t she had some other dreams? Had she not wanted to be a fashion designer? Had she not wanted to be a singer? Had she not wanted to be a dancer? What had happened to all those dreams? Had she really given up her life for a man that would not even accept her? Yes, she had. She had almost lost the most important thing in her life; her very own life. No one was worth losing herself for. Sure she could lay down her life for those she loved, but unless she had a life to give there was nothing to lie down. She would return to her dreams before Ethan, or find new ones. She would take time to look at the stars again and dream. She would live again. But first she would learn to forget. She would let go of Ethan in this dance, so Theresa danced with the rhythm of song she prayed to God to send her an angel to love her…

So she dances
In and out of the crowd like a glance
This romance is
From afar calling me silently

… Fox desperately wanted to comfort Theresa. He couldn’t even explain to himself why it was so important to him. But she hadn’t really done anything wrong in his opinion. Sure she had gotten knocked up by his father, married him and kept it a secret from Ethan. Damn if Theresa had gone up to him and said that she was sorry Fox was pretty sure he would forgive her in an instant. She was too damn beautiful, no gorgeous, to hate. Fox was pretty sure anyone and everyone that didn’t like Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald Crane was either deluded, jealous, or ignorant. A woman that had the guts to go to their ex-fiancée, whom they loved more than their own lives, wedding to a woman they hated more than anything else in existence must be an incredible woman. This alluring Theresa had captivated Fox’s heart at first dance, not that Fox was about to admit he loved her. He had spent too much god damn time investing in the fact that love was a disillusion to suddenly recognize its existence in his very own heart. He closed his eyes as his heart told him to go up to her, to let her know him and know his feelings, because he couldn’t just stand on the sidelines watching her life anymore, he had to be apart of it…
I can't keep on watching foreverI’d give up this view just to tell her

When I close my eyes I can see
The spotlights are bright on you and me
We've got the floor
And you're in my arms
How could I ask for more?

…Theresa continued dancing in the moonlight. She was so lonely. She closed her eyes as the last tears escaped. She imagined two strong arms enveloping her in a secure hold sending her love. She imagined a caring face that smiled down on her. She imagined a warm body shielding her. She imagined an angel ready to catch her if she fell, but she could never imagine that he was closer than ever…

So she dances
In and out of the crowd like a glance
This romance is
From afar calling me silently

…Fox imagined holding her soft small body against his. He imagined her silky hair sending an aroma that would be ever engraved into his memory. Fox quickly opened his eyes. He couldn’t stand it anymore. He was going to go to his angel. He was going to the woman that had changed him without even knowing him. He was going to give up his perfect view of her swaying body, if only to sway with it…

I can't keep on watching forever
And I'm givin' up this view just to tell her

The End

PS The song is So She Dances by Josh Groban

Time

2007-11-07T15:51:00.000-08:00

Time
so much yet not enough
to what we know we can not grasp
the eternity you live
alone

Time
what may be can not be again
complexity is simiplicity without directions
so that moments can last forever
trapped, tortured or
truely wonderful
depending

Time
never offbeat
continuing to move with or without permission
set in it's ways
completely oblivious to everyone else
stubborn

Time
A truely fickle mistress

Writing

2007-11-05T14:02:00.000-08:00

This is just a post, but considering no one reads this there really is no point is there in saying sorry for my rant yesterday is there? oh well. I'd just like to say yay! A very stressfull week has come and gone and now I can focus on another completely seperate week. Tomorow I have a school trip. My life is incredibly hecitic, but I prefer the noise rather than the softness. Ok I am going to go figure out how to write a certain post. I want to post up another post for my sailormoon fanfic A Life Without Destiny, but I just can't seem to find my muse for it. I tis as if my muse is all gone and all I am left with is a very angry vcrowd of people wanting another chaptwer. I really have written the first part but it's like after that nothing else wantes to come out. Maybe I really have grown out of sailormoon and I am moving on to other shows such as smalville, teen titans and others. If anyone who knows someway yo combat writer's block PLEASE tell me.
-janelle adrienne
~inspire16

Homework...the most useless thing ever

2007-11-04T19:06:00.000-08:00

I've learned that i hate homework. It's an utterly useless piece of work. It doesn't teach me anything. If I don't understand what the teacher is teaching me during the day when I'm wide awake and you're explaining it, how in the world am I supposed to understand it at 11pm by myself? So I can come in the next day to class looking and feeling like an idiot because not only will you point out the obvious that I didn't do my homework, but that I should understand it because you taught it yesterday. THEN WHY THE HELL DID I HAVE TO DO MORE WORK IF I SUPPOSEDLY ALREADY GOT IT!?!? Like I said, utterly useless. It doesn't prove that I understand it because I am told it is when I get to make mistakes. THEN WHY MUST I GET MARKED ON IT?!?!? Why grade someone who has no frigging idea what they are trying to do? Of course, it's supposed to help us understand. Well if I don't understand then what am I supposed to do? ASK MY PARENTS? ISN'T THAT WHY I GO TO YOU? ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU GET PAID FOR!?!?

Yes well sorry to all those actually looking for something interesting, I am currently loathing my homework that I do not understand in the very least.

Breathe

2007-11-04T13:40:00.000-08:00

Sleep does not come easy
Dreams pass away
Your warmth is fading
And night overpowers day

I'm lonely and forgotten
And soon my life is gone
Do not leave me
Please be my new dawn

Save me from the night
Open up my eyes
Wake me up again
and breathe life into me
before I die again