As always, stuff on the bottom. A Fairy Tale By Lady Hiko So, you say you don’t believe in fairies, Well then I pity you. You see the land at hand, Yet it doesn’t phase you. You still need convincing you say, Well then, come this way. I’ll show you what your heart does not see, Hopefully you’ll agree with me. Before the night is through, You will believe too. ******************************************************************************* Our story begins in the mystic FairyLand. Five little sprites sit in a mushroom band. The one in the center shimmers and shines. Her glowing gown is divine. Interlaced with silver strands, made by tender hands, drenched with glimmering dewdrops strung from end to end, ‘tis the dress of the lady of fairyland. The lady is not alone you see, she is surrounded by her senshi. A rainbow of colors do they wear, while tiaras of gold are worn amongst their hair. Mars, Mercury, Jupiter, and Venus were their names, but while they are alone, it isn’t quite the same. Those names they used not, Rei, Ami, Makoto, and Minako the lady called the lot. And what is the lady’s name you say? Why it is Serenity, but alone she is called Usagi. So perhaps I should stop this poetic verse, before you hit me with a poetic curse. So these words will now leave me, for you are probably peeved at me. And so my dear friend, begins the story of fairyland. Tittle: I Had A Vision Once Rating: PG. Author: Lady Hiko Email: ladyhiko@yahoo.com Have you ever wondered what if you changed this or that? Have you ever wished, you could take it all back? Oh yes, I have. I had a vision once, an angel of sorts. She was beautiful in every way, mind body and soul, though if you told her, she'd tell you no. Luxurious raven hair, and azure blue eyes that would make you comehither stare. Yes, I had a vision once, and now because of me she's gone. I started life on the wrong side, things like murder I took in stride. And once Damion and Jarod were considered gone, a promotion for me came along. I was supposed to infiltrate a school, to find the senshi was the rule. So as a student I came, whatever senshi I'd catch was all the same. But then I met this angel by her name, she left me not quite the same. First I had begun to smile, Alsessaly staring at me all the while. Then I began to sing and write, people all around me turning white. I had tried everything to impress my angel, and I had tried every angle. And when she'd get attention from other men, I'd get jealous all over again. The day came that I'd have my first battle with the "scouts", I thought that I'd have no doubts. So I sent out a yoma to cause some mayhem, a soul sucker sent to drain them. Then the senshi came, causing me to hide my name. An angel was in the game, my angel caused my will to bend and wane. She was in uniform just like the rest, though out of them all, she looked the best. She was truely an angel, even had wings to prove it true, and the thought of having to fight her made me turn blue. Alsessaly could have the rest, If I had to fight her, I'd fight her less. But then my soul sucker came, my angel's soul it began to drain. They tried to stop it, but she was wedged under it. I saw her soul begin to drain, and the paleness of death grew with it just the same. I couldn't help it, I had to stop it, and with silver light I tried to pop it. She had started breathing once again, and as the creature ran off, they began to look for the light again. They thought, whoever I was, was a hero, Though I felt like a zero. Weeks went by and she wasn't the same, not all of her soul was regained. I'm the one who's to blame. ~Lady Hiko This is a possible part to my story, told from Anton Lupin's point of view. Little Feet By Angela Kau Little feet, Little nose, Little chin, Little toes. That is how the story goes, When a new baby is around. In the cradle he can be found, Sighing and crying, making his sweet sound. He sees me, Oh how it pleases me. He reaches out his little hand, How could I resist such a little command? Taking his little hand in mine, He coos and sighs, Such a sweet sign, On such a warm nigh. So tonight I give ado, Now that the day is through. I lay you to sleep in your own little palace, My sweet little Alex.