Miru
by Black Beyond
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This will be the only author's notes throughout 
this story. So listen up close, people. This is a 
must read.
First of all, I must thank Black Rose for making 
me post this.
Next, the scoop on this story. This takes place in 
the future, in the prime of Crystal Tokyo. Usagi 
is still queen, Chibi-usa is the princess. There 
will be a few plot-holes, but not as bad as some 
I've read. I think that's all you need to know to 
understand this fic. 
I'm pretty sure that this idea hasn't been used 
before-- but not absolute! But this story is my 
own, completely original idea! I've been working 
on it for a very loooooong time. Rose said she was 
going to scrap it and rewrite if I didn't get a 
move on and post-- (I know her in real life-- 
she's waaaay bossy) so here it is. I'm not 
promising any posting times. I'll try every week 
but you know how life is. Hectic. 
E-mail me at black_beyond@hotmail.com if you've 
got anything to say about my fic, alright? I'm 
going to try to answer everything I'm an extremely 
lazy person so don't sue me or anythinhg if your 
response is a few days or weeks late. 
That's it, I guess. Other than the disclaimer. 
Which I'm sure you guys know.
See ya! ^_<

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	I'm alone, standing in front of a man that 
makes my worst nightmares look like candy and 
bunnies. It's taken me two lifetimes to get here. 
Three, actually. 
	I'm not going to loose, this time.
	It's on my shoulders once again to save 
the world, awaken my princess, etc. 
	Funny, I don't feel pressured. I just feel 
relieved. Relieved that after this batlle is over, 
which ever way it goes, I'll be free from whatever 
stresses I have now...
	Death has always been a friend of mine.
	Well, it didn't start this way. The day it 
started I was dreading another day of normalness 
at school, not expecting anything different.
	I was still innocent then.
	It's quite crazy how Fate can be ever so 
cruel. Destiny doesn't care for me, the real me, 
trapped somewhere in the body of this ruthless 
warrior. It just wants to make sure I get the job 
done.
	I laugh thinking of what my aunt would 
have said if she could see me, the little imp who 
wouldn't become anything.
	Well, dear old auntie, look at me now. The 
fate of the world, the galaxy, the universe, right 
on my shoulders.
	I can thank one person. One woman, with 
the sad look in her violet eyes, the look of 
someone who has seen too much.
	I can still remember what I was thinking 
when I saw her....

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That's the prologue, the rest will be way longer, 
promise!! This is definatly the shortest part. 

-Black Beyond