Second Chances
By Sailor Jade
Chapter 1: Jedite's Second Chance

Author's Notes:
        I know this has been done a million times (by myself also) but here
is a story about Jedite coming out of eternal sleep. If you want to e-mail me
(which I highly doubt since I've never gotten any fan mail before (SOB!)) my
e-mail address is dearings@eaglequest.com. I don't wanna spoil it, so here we
go! One last thing this chapter is all about my good friend Jeddy getting out
of the crystal so all you romance lovers be patient! I'll get to the good
stuff soon!

Disclaimer: 
        No I do not own Sailor Moon. No I do not own D.I.C.. And if I'm lying
about not owning the show my lightning strike me.
        CRACK!
        THUNK!
        I said if I *didn't* own it!
        "Hehehe, sorry."
        Darn you Zeus!

Jedite:

        Blackness, utter complete blackness. I curse Beryl for placing me
into this blackness. I slumber, but yet I can't. My eyes are glued open and
yet I can't see. I can still hear but no sounds reach me. I fear I am going
insane. Eternal Sleep is worse then anyone can ever imagine. I don't know how
long it's been, a day, a week, years, decades, I can't tell. But I know that
when I am free I shall be surprised at how short of time I have been captured
here.
        Freedom.
        That is the one thing that keeps me sane. The one impossible hope
that I shall be set free again. Sometimes I wonder what I would do if I was
free again. I would place myself in a small corner of the world and enjoy
life as I never had. No, that wouldn't be right. It would be just as bad as
this Eternal Sleep. Choosing to place yourself away from people is just like
choosing to be frozen forever. That was one of the mistakes I made. Not the
enjoying life, but the solitude.
        A second chance.

        That's what I really need right now. That was what I needed when
Beryl placed me here. That's what I needed a thousand years ago. I'll never
get it. I would do anything to get one right now. . .
        <>
        What? It can't be! Someone is finally here! I can be set free!
        <>
        I can hear that voice loud and clear. I can feel my sanity regain, I
have hope once more.
        <> I plead with the unknown
person.
        There is only silence as my reply.
        <>
        More silence. I feel my panic rising. What if the person left? What
if he or she doesn't care? What if I'm trapped here forever . . .
        CRACK!
        I fall to my knees among the broken shards of crystal sucking in the
sweet air around me. I'm still in the Negaverse and knowing that makes me
feel so happy, so . . . alive. As I breath the musty air in it seems to me
like the finest perfume. Now I know I've been in that thing too long.
        I look up to try and see my savior but I can't make out anything
about him. Wait a moment. It is not a man I see before me, it is a woman. I
cringe in fear thinking it is one of the Sailor Senshi, but she makes no move
to attack me.
        I try to stand up but find I am to weak to do even that simple task.
The Scout in front of me bends down and picks me up as if I am a small child.
I try to focus in on her face, she is no scout I know. Supporting me with one
arm she picks up a staff that is floating in front of us.
        "Dark Dome Open!" she yells holding the staff high in the air. I am
blinded by the light that follows. 
        When I finally get used to the light I find myself in a world of mist
in front of me -or if I count the Scout with me, us- is a huge white door. In
the center of it is a keyhole which the Scout places the staff into. I now
realize what that staff is, it's a giant key! And the door, that must be the
legendary Gate of Time. That means that my savior is no other then Sailor
Pluto herself!
        My surprise on the discovery of the identity of my savior and the
weakness that I have already felt from the crystal combined must of caused me
to pass out because all that I remember happening next is blackness.
        I wake up in a small white and blue room with a tiny window showing
me the outside world. I stand up, ignoring my aching legs and walk -stagger-
to the window. Outside is the familiar landscape of Tokyo. 
        I am free at last! That the only thing that I can think of at this
moment. I turn to check out the room I am in and find that there is a rather
large batch of red roses with a note under it. I pick up the note and read.

/J,
        I have given you the second chance you wished for
so dearly during your imprisonment. Don't make me regret
doing so.
                                                        -P/

        Under all that is instructions to where I work and when to report
there. I have a week of free time to make myself comfortable in my new
surroundings. ‘Don't make me regret doing so.' she said. Well I have news for
her! I'm not going to. I messed up enough during my life and now that I
finally have my second chance I won't waste it. No, not this time.


So was it bad? Should I write more? (Stupid question, I hate not finishing a
story.) PLEASE e-mail me! Well see ya all at chapter 2!
~Sailor Jade

P.S. If you really e-mail me, call me Jade. All my friends do. Bye!

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