Title: Silver Millennium Training Author: Artemis Luna Diana E-Mail: artemislunadiana@yahoo.com Web Site: http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Villa/3319 Rating: G Type: Love Story b/w Darian and Serena ************************************** I don't really like the four generals so I decided not to use them, I came up with my own (YEAH, GO ME!) I like them better, they are nicer! Oh, not all of the characters are used in my story, just my favs, except I couldn't figure out a way of putting in Ami that made me happy, so she isn't in here . Anyways, that is enough of me blabbering, so read the story! Oh yeah, I don't own Sailor Moon, yada yada yada.... ************************************** "Listen up! I'm only going to say this once! This isn't some pampered training camp, you aren't the most important person here! You don't have people at your beck and call! We aren't here to serve you, we're here to train you! Don't expect any hand-outs! Do you understand this?! If you're here that means you are here to join Earth's armies, we don't train Princes and Princesses here!" The new trainees nodded in shock. Most had never been yelled at in their lives. Almost every trainee was a pampered, spoiled brat that needed an attitude adjustment before any real work could begin. The head trainer's name was Garath and unbeknownst to the majority of the trainees, he was also the head general of Prince Endymoin's personal guards. The Prince had four personal guards, all generals; first Garath, next Edmund, then Larak, and lastly Seomen. The four generals were the current trainers of Earth's Elite Fighters and would be for six more years. Their prince was one of the third year trainees. Somehow, someone had found this out and an assasination was attempted; now the four generals were stuck with a six year sentence as they put it and their prince would be out in three. As far as Garath and the other generals knew, Prince Endymoin and Prince Hermes (graduated the year before) were the only royalty to have been training at this camp and were thankful. The four did not relish the idea of training some spolied prince or princess. Serena had heard the head trainer's speech and was slightly surprised at the bluntness of it. Already she tired of the speech making. Presently, Edmund was speaking on the sleeping arrangments. She wondered idly when they were actually going to train. She couldn't wait to have new opponents; her training on the Moon had grown dull after she repeatedly won against everyone she fought. Serena looked up in surprise as some unfortunate soul brought up the matter of servants again and then proceeded to tune out Edmund's tirade. Finally the new trainees were allowed to find their bunks and store their belongings. Serena barely had time to unpack her gear before the training bell rung. "At last!" she thought and adrenaline raced through her body. She hurried onto the training field anxious to begin. "Today we will see what level of skills you have." Larak told the trainees. All the new trainees were told to run around the track until they got tired. Many were unable to make it around even once. Serena was not one of them. She had begun just jogging, barely running, when another trainee teased her for her slowness. Serena's temper went off and another burst of adrenaline slipped into her blood. Now it was a race. Serena and the other girl took off, running at their top speeds. Larak watched the other trainees fall behind the two girls and soon they were the only ones remaining on the track. Larak glanced at his watch, when they passed the ten minute marker, he called a halt. The girls stopped and regarded each other in silence. One of the girls was very tall and had her dark brown hair pulled back in a ponytail that reached just beyond her shoulders. She was wearing green shorts that matched the green in her eyes, a loose black shirt, and black ankle boots. The other girl was considerably shorter and had her blond hair pulled back in a french braid that fell well beyond her hips and almost to her knees. She was wearing blue shorts, a white loose shirt, and red calf-length boots. Suddenly they both grinned and shook hands. "Name's Lita." "I'm Serena." Next the trainees were taken to the camp's obstacle course. They would be timed and graded. Larak was now very much interested in how well the two girls would do. 'Lita and Serena, I'm going to have to remember that.' he thought. He signaled the race to begin. Lita and Serena were leading the pack. Both flew over the hurdles and raced up the ropes of the Wall. Lita reached the top first and instead of continuing like he thought she would, she turned. Serena was only a few feet below her and she crouched down. When Serena was in reach, Lita held out her hand. Larak was surprised as he watched Lita help Serena over the top; a bond had already formed between the two. He watched them run through the tower and into the maze. Serena led Lita through the maze never once hitting a dead-end. They both know their weakness and strengths and have formed a team to win. Larak realized amazed; he'd never heard of, much less seen, a team formed so fast. Lita and Serena finished first and in record breaking time. They had managed to run the obstical course in less than ten minutes on their first try. Before that, the top score for beginers was 0:15:04 and that was Prince Endymoin and his friend, Jeffery, whom he'd trained with since childhood. The last of the trainees straggled in at 0:47:02. Most of the trainees were sweating and breathing heavy. Serena and Lita had barely broken out in a sweat and their breathing had been only slightly hurried when they finished the obstacle course. The trainees had arrived at 8:00 AM and the time now read 1:00 PM. Larak sent them all to lunch and told them to be back at the training field by 1:15 PM. Lita and Serena followed their fellow classmates to the mess hall. Both got large meals and scarfed them down quickly not really caring what they were eating in their hunger. Edmund would be taking over the new class for the afternoon section and spoke with Larak for his inital impressions. Larak told him in no uncertain terms that the majority of the class was awful. Out of 100 only 15 had average endurance and the rest were so poor that it had taken them the better half of an hour to finish the obstical course. Edmund was depressed by this accounting. "However," Larak said and smiled, "there are two trainees that have very much impressed me." "What do they look like? What can they do?" Edmund asked as hope returned. "Trust me, you'll know who they are." Larak said and walked away laughing. ************************************** So how was that? E-MAIL ME! I crave attention! ~Artemis Luna Diana~