1. Am I Crazy?
2. Amanda Ayr
3. SlrMoon23@aol.com
4. Rating: PG-PG-13 (some strong language, violence!)

Hi. This is my first attempt at a fanfic, so don?t flame me too bad.
Otherwise, send your comments to Slr Moon23@aol.com. Now on with the story!

The usual standard disclaimers apply. Sailor Moon is not mine, nor ever will
be, unless I get enough money to buy the rights from DiC. The only things
that are mine are Amanda(Sailor Earth: I know?.many people use different
versions of Sailor Earth, but this one?s mine) and this story. Any attempts
to steal it away from me will result in a severe bashing with the Moon
Scepter. Ok?..NOW on to the story.

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Am I Crazy?

        Hi. I?m Amanda, Darien?s sister. Also known as Sailor Earth. It?s
weird, actually. I didn?t appear until after Galaxia was defeated. I came to
help the others fight a great evil that I choose to keep anonymous. My
identity as his sister was revealed during that period. He was shocked. So
was I. Yet we remained close throughout the whole episode, or so it seemed.
        After that time when Darien married Serena, everything got worse.
They totally ignored me. Refused to acknowledge that I was even alive. How
ironic, huh? That was when it clicked. Everything that I learned over the
years, attitude, education, strength, beauty, and matureness....all clicked
in. But it didn?t click in all the way. It seemed like I went
crazy......maybe I did.
        It?s funny, actually, if you think about it. They thought I was the
most level-headed sailor scout. Boy, were they wrong. Majorly wrong. So
wrong, that it caused me my sanity. The minute that they rejected me, the
minute I started plotting my revenge. You would have thought that I would
try
and bring anyone of the enemies back....but I didn?t. I was smarter than
that. I would hit them where they would least expect it.....I would kill
them
one by one.
        I was sane for the most of it......until they discovered out what I
was planning. In the journal that I kept, it said my whole plan.  But Darien
found it. He showed everyone. They kept it a secret....until I planned to
strike. That?s when they confronted me about it. They said I was crazy! The
nerve of them! I heard them talking about putting me in a mental hospital,
but my brother rejected the idea. Good old Darien. I could always rely on
him. But he had another plan in store for me. He wanted to turn me over to
the police for attempted murder. I didn?t even do anything, yet.
        The others disagreed with him. About an hour later, they decided to
just take me home and leave me alone. Bad idea. When I got home, I started
planning my next move. That?s what really drove me insane; staying up till
all hours of the night plotting against my "friends". That?s the reason they
gave me. "We?re your friends. We?re doing it for your own good."
        I never thought it would come down to this. I stayed up day and
night
calculating my plan. It came down to the most hurtful thing I could do. I
would hurt Darien where he would die: I would kill Serena.
        Of course, Darien made it so I couldn?t get out of my house: nailing
the door and windows shut. He wanted to kill me, or so I thought. But Darien
didn?t know I was growing stronger by the minute. I was working out, and
practicing with my scout powers. I didn?t know how I should kill his
precious
bunny. Should I use my scout powers, or kill her with my own hands? I wanted
to get revenge. I chose my own hands.
        When the night came, I broke out of my house, literally. I busted
open the door. It came crashing down. No one noticed, of course. I ran
through the empty streets, trying to think of where Darien and Serena would
be at this time of night. Out on a date, I presumed. But to be sure, I
checked their apartment. No one home, but they did leave a note on the door.
It said that they were out on a date at the beach. Perfect. I could kill
them
both if I wanted to. But I decided to just kill Serena, so Darien could live
the rest of his life in pain and anguish, like I did.
        I ran as fast as I could towards the deserted beach. Nothing could
stop me from doing what I was going to do.
        When I got to the beach, I noticed the blanket and picnic basket
laying on the beach, abandoned. How romantic. He had taken her on a walk.
Perfect chance to get the job done.
        They had stopped on an pier overlooking the serene sea. I ran
nonchalantly towards them, being cautious about not making a sound. I had a
loaded gun with me. 6 bullets, 1 target. This was going to be too easy. If I
missed Serena, then the bullet would hit Darien, and she would live in agony
of her one true love?s death.
        I put the silencer on my loaded gun. I brought it up to the level
where the couple was standing. I stood there for a couple of seconds,
contemplating on what would happen if they saw me. I would either go to jail
for attempted murder; or be sent to a mental hospital, be put in a straight
jacket and be locked away in a padded room for the rest of my miserable
life.
Oh well, as long as it was away from them, I would go anywhere.
        I pulled the trigger. The bullet shot out of the gun and into the
shoulder of Serena. She collapsed. Of course, Darien spun around and saw me.
So did the others. They tackled me. Within 5 minutes, Rei, Ami, Lita, and
Mina were on me, and I couldn?t move. Darien called the police. Within a
matter of minutes, I was handcuffed and placed in the back of a squad car.
Serena was taken to the hospital. Damn it. The bitch didn?t die.
        The very next week, they tried me in court. When the judge asked me
what I pleaded, I told him the truth: Guilty on the account of insanity.
They
sentenced me to 25 years in a mental hospital. But that was 10 years ago.
        Serena has regained the use of her left arm since then.
Occasionally,
Darien, Serena, and the others visit me to see if I?m getting better. The
doctors are saying that I doing great. I really am. I have gotten more sane
since that incident. They?re thinking about letting me out next year, only
if
I promise that I wouldn?t try and kill them again. I promised.
        But now, I sit in my room, writing the account of my life. I wonder
if they will ever talk to me again. But I doubt it. Who would want to talk
to
someone who tried to kill them? I wouldn?t. But then I wouldn?t talk to
myself.
        Some pity me, some think I?m crazy, and others say it was just out
of
cold blood. But if you lived the life I did, you would believe me. Just
think.
        They are letting me out. I love it when they think people are sane
when they aren?t. It?s just like them, thinking that I would be sane after
all these years.
        Wow! Guess what?! My brother thinks I?m sane again. He?s even
congratulating me. So is Serena. Even after what I did to her. It?s weird,
so
are the others.
        But I want you to consider the one phrase that I?ve been asking
myself for the past 10 years: Am I Crazy?

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Hey! There it is?.my ONLY fanfic out?..so far. Please comment!!! I live on
constructed criticism. But?..please don?t hit me with really nasty flames. I
just wanted to contribute to the wonderful world of Fanfics.

So??Until next time??.,

        Amanda