Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Running From What You Are ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )

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(Usa-Android 17) She grew up all alone, taking care of a heart broken mother. And for that she swore off all men, but she forgot to mention androids as well.

Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.05.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 762 | Status: Work In Progress

:Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon ball Z or Sailor Moon … though the idea of putting them together is pure genius

Running From What You Are

Prologue

By: Vampira, the damned

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There are times when I just want to break away. To go out on my own and not have to care about any one else

To be free of all responsibilities… and of myself

But when I got older I knew things weren't to be so, my mother was constantly hounding me with knowledge of marriage and if I were to be picked as a suitable wife

I never wanted to get married, but I know now that you can't run

My father did that, he ran away from my mother and I. I never knew him and I know my mother is still in love with him but her anger is too deep.

If that is love then I don't want it.

It would gladly tell Fate, God, or Destiny - whoever it is who deals with such things to take it back. I'd tell them that I was an independent woman who didn't need some man to break my heart

Mother says I'm too bold for my own good, but I could care less.

I had a brother once. Mother says so - two of them. I never knew them either father took them as well.

I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I had them in my life… would I be as I am? Would I still swear off men as I do?

Would I be capable of love?

When I was a little girl I used to pretend that they had never left at all. We would spend hours in the field behind our house playing in the buttercups. And then when the sun was setting we would all go home for a yummy meal mother had made…

I stopped dreaming when I was eight.

Since then I haven't thought of them since. And maybe it was mother's anguish rubbing off on me or maybe I was growing up. My eyes had opened to the cruelties of this world

And I wish they hadn't, but who can change back time?

And though I am grown now, ready to make it on my own I know I can't run - that would be foolish

And hiding it is too naïve and childish, I am neither

But sometimes when I lie in bed waiting for sleep to hit me. I think to myself and I wish to escape

To release

And then sleep comes.

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End.

Short, sweet, and a prologue - so chapters will be longer. I wrote this about a year ago and finally decided to post, :P I seem to get lazy in winter

But have no fear summer is here, and hopefully a lot of updates.

Vampira