This story is called A Lost Star, part one. I rate it PG. My name I
want it
under is Alissa. My E-mail address is LtTwilight@aol.com.  Here's the story:



                                        A Lost Star, part one



                        song playing:
                                A star sparkles in the sky
                                Twinkling so very far up high
                                It is the only star I see
                                Is it very lonely?

                                It is apart from everything
                                With that silent song it will sing
                                This one star is far apart
                                It would break your heart

                                This one star will soon fight
                                Using all of it's might
                                It will stand up for what is right
                                It will preserve the light

        In a mansion in Tokyo, there is absolute silence.  That is, until a
door
opens and three young girls come running in.  One has brown hair, cut into a
wildish, curly style around the hips.  Another has purple hair, completely
straight, falling at a nice, nest shoulder length cut.  The last had white
hair, wavy, that flowed down to her knees. It was pulled into a side braid.
The brown-haired one said, "Alexis, I am sooo happy your dad said we could
both spend the night Friday!"
        The white haired girl, which had been called Alexis, "Maddie, you'll
never
change."
        The purple-haired one asked, "Would we want her to?"
        "You know, Carissa, for once, you have a point!" Alexis exclaimed.
        "Shut up." The purple-haired girl (Carissa) said good naturedly.
        "Hmm... why are we here, anyway?" asked Maddie.
        "Because, I have to pick up all my art supplies. You wanted me to
draw a
portrait of all of us, didn't you?" asked Alexis.
        "How are you going to draw yourself?" asked Carissa.
        "Well, dummie, there is an invention called the mirror, you know."
replied
Alexis.
        "Hmph!" Carissa replied.
        "Go on, and get them. We don't want to waste time, do we?" asked
Maddie.
With that, Alexis ran up and down the staris in about fifteen seconds.  On
the
way down, she was carrying a big, plastic box.

~Alexis~
        I stared down at my large sketching pad.  I wasn't one of those
people who
worked with only one talent. I had many, and worked with each.  But, with my
two main ones I worked with the most.  One of those main talents was
Drawing/Painting.  I loved how I could make a beautiful sketching appear
from
a perfectly blank sheet of paper.  I looked up at the mirror and the three
girls who were reflected into it.  I saw a stranger.  One with white hair,
which I had just finished un-braiding, was to the girl's knees and was wavy.
Is that me? How come that person seems like a stranger? How come she has
those
sad, lonely eyes?  I had always seemed to have this big hole in my heart.  I
thought I had filled it long ago with all my activities and friends.  This
was
the first time I even noticed that maybe I hadn't filled the hole in my
heart.
        I started sketching my pencil over the blank sheet of paper.  I made
mark
after mark, first creating the image of a girl with a wild array of hair ,
wide and excited eyes that just told you that she knew something you didn't,
and a wide smile.  Second, I sketched a girl with straight, silky hair
falling
into a neat cut at shoulder-length, sarcastic eyes that just challenged you
to
say something stupid,  and a half smile playing on her lips.  The last I
drew
had wavy hair blowing slightly in the wind, has eyes that were sad and
lonely,
and no expression of a smile.  When I was done, I looked at my work and was
fairly satisfied.  Maddie and Carissa leaned over my shoulder and stared.
"What are you staring at?" I asked.
        "It's so good, but why do you look like that?" asked Maddie.
        They kept bothering me about it while we were walking home.
Finally, after
taking refuge in my room, I looked again at my sketching from this
afternoon.
I then looked at my other sketchings that were of myself.  In every picture
I
saw the same lonely, sad expression in my eyes.  What is wrong with me?  Why
can't I ever happy?


        That Friday, at the mantsion, two sets of parents were hauling their
daughter's heavy overnight bags up everlasting stairs.  We recognize Maddie
and Carissa supervising the spectacle.  "Thank you Mommy, Daddy," they
chorused.  Both sets of parents just stared at them, not at all suprised.
Alexis was, of course, sketching something.  After all the parents left,
Maddie said, "Let's go to a movie."
        "Okay!" Carissa exclaimed.
        "Well, there is that new movie I'd like to see." Alexis admitted.
"Let's go!"
The three raced to the theater.

        Meanwhile, at the theater there is a loud array of screaming.
There, in the
theater is a youma!  And no Senshi are around! (The Senshi are actually
fighting another youma at that time)  When the three young girls get to the
theater, they get seperated.  Suddenly, a bright light envelopes the
nightlight.  It is a light shade of silver.  One of those girls would be
meeting a cat named Apollo who would give her a transformation pen.
        A youma that looks like a crosss between a seal and a polar bear is
attacking
a group of teenage boys.  "Excuse me?" asked a voice from behind the youma.
The youma looked behind him.  A fist instantly connected with it's jaw and
he
flew across the room.  A silver colored Senshi looked at it in disgust. This
Senshi had an outfit consisting of silver and white, had a mixture of silver
and white hair that fell to her knees, sad gray eyes that now glinted a
vicious anger, and a star placed where the bow of a normal Senshi would have
been.  She was younger than jmost of the Senshi.  She seemed to have an aura
of power surrrounding her.  She looked at the youma who seemed to be in awe
of
her, yet about to get up.  "Ehh! I don't think so! WINGDAIN FLYING SPIRAL
TORNADOES!" she yelled. A group of spiraling tornaodes flew at the youma,
instantly destoying it.  "Well, that was... fun. Bye, now!" she exclaimed to
the growing crowd.  She jumped onto a roof and lept from the rooftops.

        Two weeks, and fifteen fights later, Alexis was becoming even more
lonely.
Even though she had gained a feline friend and guide, she felt lonlier than
before.  It didn't help that people began to be a little distant to her when
they noticed her hair.  After that first fight, her white hair had turned to
a
stunning, yet extremely rare, silver.  Her father grew worried.  Her mother
and father had divorced long ago, only a few months after Alexis was born.
Even her closest friends seemed to shun her.  So, her father decided to
switch
her to a different school as she became more and more withdrawn.  Alexis,
for
her part, was just plain worried about the transfer of schools.  She didn't
remember the name of the school, though.
        "What's bothering you, Alexis?" asked her feline guide and friend,
Athena.
        "Nothing," replied the girl.  The cat knew much better than to
believe that,
but wouldn't bother the girl any further.

        The following week, Alexis walked into a classroom.  She had noticed
a few
stares as she walked through the hallways, but in this room, it looked like
the only thing in there were eyes.  She went up to the teacher and handed
her
a note.  The teacher who had also been staring, read it. The teacher said,
"Class, this is a new student.  Her name is Dushou Alexis.  Please make her
feel welcome.  Alexis, please sit in the last desk, third row."  Alexis
noticed that the girl in the desk next to her had short blue hair.  "Ami,
help
her if she needs anything," the teacher instructed.  The day went on, and
finally it was time for lunch.  Ami was nice, but was so... so... well,
Alexis
really wanted no reason to stay in this school.  Alexis walked outside and
found a secluded place underneath a tree and sat down.  She started
thinking,
when she had the feeling she was being watched.  She had had the feeling
quite
often today.  Boys everywhere were staring at her!  She noticed something in
their eyes, it was awe.  She finally just gave up completely on thinking and
pulled out her sketchbook.  She remembered Ami.  She somehow had a knack for
memorizing everyone's face she talked to.  And, so, later, she could draw
them.  She sketched out the entire upperhalf of the body.  She drew a
background to it and when she was done, she noticed a shadow coming upon
her.
She looked up to see a girl with a strange hairstyle of meatballs striding
towards her.   "Hi!" the meatball headed girl exclaimed.
        "Hi," I replied cautiously.  I looked at the girl, wondering why she
was
there.
        "Ami, our friends, and I were wondering if you'd like to eat with
us," she
explained.
        "What?" I asked.
        "Hmph!" she exclaimed, and pulled me across almost the whole campus.
Finally, I saw a group of girls sitting and eating lunch together.  That was
where our destination was.
        "Usagi!" one of the girls called.
        "Minako!" the girl dragging me called.  We finally got to the spot
they were
all eating.  "I got her here, and unharmed!"  she exclaimed proudly.
        "In your opinion," I muttered darkly.  Minako burst out laughing.  I
looked
at the girl who had a strange sense of humor. Everyone introduced
themselves.
        "Are you really Dushou Alexis?" asked Minako.
        "Yes," I replied.
        "So, you do live in that big mansion?" Minako asked.
        "Yes," I replied.
        "So-," she started as I cut her off.
        "No more!  Please?" I asked in a pitiful tone.
        "Okay," Minako said, dissapointed.  The day went by, somewhat in
that manner.
Somehow, I had an invitation to go to the mall with them on Saturday.

        I heard a scream.  After that, the rest was blurry.  I transformed
and ran to
the direction of the sound.  When I got there, I had a suprise waiting for
me.
A group of Senshi that looked similar to me, except for a bow where my star
was, was there and fighting.  But, they didn't see me, and I had gotten
there
just in time for there idiotic speeches.  I personally thought they were
stupid and a waste of time.  I had had enough.  I went up behind the youma,
tapped it on the shoulder, and asked timidly, "Excuse me?"  The youma turned
around, and my fist connected with it's face.  It flew far away.  I looked
at
all the other Senshi, "Now, don't you think that is much more effective than
speeches?" I asked.  Sailor Neptune, Uranus, Saturn, and Pluto(I had learned
from the speeches) got defensive, as if they were protecting the others.
"Who
are you?" Sailor Uranus growled.
        "Is that any buisness of yours?" I asked.  She growled again and
threw her
attack at me.  I held up a hand as the small planet came rushing towards me.
I glanced at the planet and willed it to stop.  The planet froze in midair.
        "Who are you?" asked Sailor Uranus, in awe.  I know, that they were
thinking
about my hair the most.  I had a knack for reading minds in this form.
        "I am the Lone and Lost Senshi, Sailor Wingdain." I answered,
simply.  I
heard the youma get up behind me.  I looked over my shoulder and willed him
to
be thrown in front of me, and he was.  "Hmph! You're not going anywhere!
WINGDAIN SOLAR ECLIPSE ENVELOPE!" I screamed.  And an eclipse occured, the
darkness enveloping the youma, putting him into the hell that was his own
heart.  He was eternally doomed to go through the deeds he had done to
others,
over and over again. The sun emerged.
                        THE END OF PART 1

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