Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ In the Eyes of Innocence ❯ prologue ( Prologue )

Title: In the Eyes of Innocence

Author Usagirl

A/N The characters ain't mine and I bet you are all saying 'start another story' but inspiration struck. I will try to get the next chapter out as soon as possible until then read 'The Way the Cookie Crumbles' and 'Is it Really What it Seems' or any of my other stories. Now on with the show.

Thanks Ashley for Editing

In the Eyes of Innocence

Her hair whipped wildly about her. Her golden mane kept catching on the tree limbs about her. The pain in her legs was immense, but she kept running. She didn't want to go back, she couldn't go back. As the haunting memories started to build up in her head, she squashed them back down. Her blue eyes were wide and her breathing labored.

"I have to keep going. I have to keep going." She repeated over and over to herself. She knew they were following her. Oh boy, did she know. For the past day she had been ducking under everything imaginable. In her mind she knew her work was fruitless, but... she had to run. Be free. Live. That's all this young woman wanted and she continued her trek. No, I will not let him get me. I will not let him see the pain he has put me through. Her feet ached, but the pain in her heart was far greater than any physical discomfort. And when she heard the horses hooves coming behind her, she knew. She knew she would never be able to escape him. She knew why too. That what made the pain even worse. She loved him but he would never love her. He was in love with that tramp. And at that thought a single teardrop slid down her cheek and onto the ground as she collapsed from exhaustion

"Sir we found her. She seems to have fainted," a young boy cried. A tall, dark man came up behind him. He had piercing blue eyes that were unusually cold as they looked at the boy. His raven hair fell boyishly into his eyes.

"Good job Melvin. Run back to the house and have the servants ready with bandages and so forth. NOW!"

"Yes Sir!" Melvin said than hurried away. The man bent down and examined the woman before him. Her hair was in disarray. Her cheeks were flushed, very different from her normally pale skin. Her dress was tattered and unconsciously his eyes softened and an unreadable emotion mingled in them.

"Why were you running from me? Huh? What did I do that was so terrible. It's not like its my fault..." His words trailed off in a whisper as he saw the tear stains on her cheeks. A small pain was felt in his heart, though he didn't know why, and didn't want to know. This petite little woman before him was so innocent, and he had hurt her. It never bothered him when he hurt anyone else but... but she was different somehow. She definitely wasn't like either of her sisters.

As he picked her up he used the uttermost care as if she was a piece of glass that was fragile and needed to be handled very carefully.

"Why? Why did it have to be you?" He whispered and carried her back to the large estate.

To be continued. Like it, hate it. Please r/r. Email me and tell me if you think I should continue.