Crystal Goddess
Origin of the Crystal

By: Katie-Lee Brady

Summary: The world was a mysterious place many years ago, very different. But what happened? Now days, Darien shields, highly renounced businessman finds himself constantly annoyed by a crystal goddess.

Disclaimer: I, Katie-lee do not own anything. I am simply telling a story that I thought of, using the characters from Sailor Moon. So please what ever you do… DO NOT sue!

Genre: Romance and Humour… ha-ha…

Rating: T – suitable for teens, 13 years and older, with some violence, minor coarse language, and minor suggestive adult themes.

Chapter 3: The Meeting

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Previously: We meet Darien shields. He had gone to his lawyers to talk about his grandmothers will, but left with a single key. The key belonged to a box at a bank, inside which he found a package. A package that contained a small round silver crystal.

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Once he grabbed a glass of water, and wiped away his tears, he went back into his lounge room, but stopped at the threshold. For there on his coffee table, the crystal sat shining. Shining as bright as a star.

"What the—" but he couldn't finished his sentence, for the crystal lifted into the air in the room started to change. It was windy, but the wind would be strong and dominating, while at other times it would be like fire… then go as cold as ice. It was unbearable, but he couldn't move, no matter how hard he tried.

"Darien…" he heard a low, soft feminine voice call out to him.

Slowly, and without reason, he walked towards the crystal, letting the glass in his hand fall to the ground. Slowly, he then reached up for it, and then all of a sudden, there was a heavy, unexpected weight in his grasp. As he looked closely, the light faded and he was staring into a pair of silver eyes…. It was at that moment when everything went black…

"Argh!" Darien moaned as consciousness came back to him. "Wha…" he tried to ask himself as he rubbed his eyes. As he tried to sit up, he realised there was an unknown weight on top of him. Opening his eyes wide with shock he just stared.

There, sitting atop him, was a beautiful maiden. She had long silver locks that fell from her face atop her shoulders and around her body that was sitting, more like straddling him at his waste. He couldn't help but notice her long, creamy legs that were very visibly noticeable.

'What am I doing?' he thought to himself, 'I don't even know her.' So getting the thoughts out of his mind he looked up and met her eyes; it was at that moment when he froze. They were the same pair of eyes he last remembered seeing; the same shimmering silver pair that shocked him so much that he fainted. But these ones were different. They were wide and showed fear.

It was at this moment when Darien realised he wasn't breathing. So much of a move and he was afraid she would run and hide. So he paused with his hands at either side of his face staring at the goddess atop him. But as he did he noticed that her eyes become more confident as she roamed him face, body, and then to her surroundings.

While she was fixated on the room around her, he took a further glance at the goddess. Sizing her up, he would have put her at 5 foot 9; just at his shoulders. He also noticed that she had a very slim, straight nose and high cheek bones that made her face a circular shape. Her lips full and skin cream and clear of any imperfection. He moved down and noticed she was wearing nothing but a thin, white satin dress that was overly revealing due to the cold air that was around. Her arms and legs also had goose bumps on them, but she was too fixated on her surroundings to even realise. She looked intrigued; as if she had never seen such things before.

Darien made a small coughing sound to capture her attention, but it was to no avail. "Excuse me?" he said in his new found voice. It sounded strained and croaky, but still, she didn't hear. She was too absorbed in discovering new things. Slowly with a shaky hand, he grabbed her shoulder, "excuse me?" again he sounded hoarse.

In a jerk, the goddess turned her head towards him and scrambled back; using her feet to push her back away from Darien; her eyes never leaving his. Her chest was breathing hard; cascading in and out.

Darien swallowed and tried to speak, but nothing came out; this happened for another several times. They just sat there frozen, staring at each other. Her muscles never once relaxed from their tensed position; her eyes never leaving his. "I'm not going to hurt you," he slowly spoke, hoping she wouldn't run and hide.

Surprisingly, she just looked at him. Her eyes still wide in shock and body pushed up against the wall to keep their distance.

"Do you understand me?" he raised both his brows, hoping she would react, but still, she remained silent. Slowly he put a hand to his head and rubbed his forehead. Leaning against the other arm, he sat up.

"Do you speak English?" he then asked as he let his hand and head drop; already knowing that she would not answer.

After a moment of sitting there and watching him ask her questions, she could only come up with one conclusion. He was definitely not dangerous, but still. Since she could feel some what safe, she let the tension out of her body and gave him a weird look, "If you mean this weird language you're speaking, then yes!" she said in a rather board tone; what was she to say? He thought she was dumb, 'do you understand me? Do you speak English?' what did he take her for? A dummy? "By the way, where am I?" she then decided to ask to break the ice; looking back around the room. It was a beautiful room. The colours were gorgeous creams and browns. There was a picture like thing that flashed colours of different things randomly; weird looking benches that were made out of material. Plus the room was covered in a very large piece of fur. All in all, the room was very unfamiliar to her, and everything was new looking.

'That's some pretty quick mood changing happening right there,' Darien noticed to himself as he looked at her with amazement. One moment she was absorbed on her new surroundings, scared because he made a move, and now she wanted to know where she was as if nothing before had happened.

"Arrgh…" Darien groaned. 'The woman is a strange one!' he thought as he looked around his apartment, and noticed for the first time, his coffee table was smashed and he was laying on half of it; it was also at this time he realised the pain in his lower back. 'Grrr,' he growled to himself. Slowly his head rose back up to the goddess, "How about your name first," he suggested as he got up with great difficulty from the ground and found him self supporting himself by holding onto his couch.

The goddess slowly followed his actions and got up from the ground; but maintained their distance. "Serenity," she said with conviction, "Princess Serenity of the Saint Luna Kingdom; island on the pacific coast of the Mediterranean." She stood with her shoulders back, chin held high and glaring at him with superiority.

"Uh-huh," Darien looked at her as if she was a joke, "and let me guess, you came out of that…well the crystal I had?" he raised a brow. He understood that she must have appeared somehow, but the crystal was a bit… unrealistic. And the last time he had a drink was two nights ago and he wasn't on any drugs… so maybe it was all this emotion of his since his grandmother died?

"Hmm…" she put a finger to her chin, "I guess… I dunno what happened to me, but I must thank-you if it was you who set me free," she gave him a smile.

Darien just looked at her; eyes wide and mouth agape. "…" he was speechless. 'Maybe she did come from the crystal?' he thought to himself, 'don't be absurd Darien! It's not possible… no such thing!' he continued to look at her.

"Hmm," she put her finger back on her chin, "the last thing I remember was being really mad at my father, and sealing myself and the spirits of the four dragons in a crystal… and now here I am… ha-ha," she laughed at her memory, "funny, but true," she finished with a smile.

"So… you coming… from that," he swallowed, "the crystal… was NOT, my imagination?" he asked pathetically. 'Okay! This is just too much. Darien, there is no such thing as people coming out of crystals… no such thing,' he tried to reassure himself.

Serenity just looked at him, "uh-huh," she nodded her head.

"Okay…" he let a deep breath out, "I need to… go," he said as he supported himself out of his lounge room into his kitchen, "what have you gotten yourself into?" he said out loud to himself.

Serenity watched him leaving and immediately jumped to follow him. She was in a new place; of which she didn't know anything, and he was at least talking to her. So she figured she would stay with him. "What do you mean?" she said surprised as she followed him out of the room. Excited to see more, but curious to know more.

Darien continued to shake his head as he made his way into his kitchen. He honestly didn't know what to think anymore. Maybe he was still unconscious and was dreaming all of this. Or he must have hit his head pretty bad.

Since he wasn't answering her, she was going to have a go at him, but the subject left her mind, "What are you doi… ohh… what is this room?" Serenity asked like a three year old child; running straight past Darien into the room to look at everything, "what is all this stuff?"

"It is none of your business, and this is the Kitchen," he replied, "what are you doing?" he looked as if he was taken back.

She was in the kitchen refrigerator pulling stuff out, smelling it, "What is all this?" she turned back to him.

"Food, you know the stuff you eat?"

"…" she put her head down; putting the container in her hand back in the refrigerator, she closed the door and backed away from the kitchen, "so this place is where you go to… eat?" she mumbled, head still down.

"Yeah… are you alright?" he took a step forwards. She looked as if she was going to break into tears… but he also didn't know her, so anything was possible.

"Yeah," she used the back part of her hand to dry the small tears that started to consume her eyes, "I am perfectly fine," she tried to smile.

"Then why is the subject of food so emotional to you?" he suddenly asked. Even though it wasn't any of his business… he had never seen anyone so emotional to food, so it was a curious topic for him.

"Have you ever locked yourself in a crystal?" she looked at him, her voice small.

"Umm… I can't say I have," he tried to smile.

"Well you can no longer eat! You go immortal. So food is no longer a necessity to live," she almost cried again.

"Well, to what I hear now days anyone would do anything to got immortality."

"You don't understand," she stressed to him, "When I was alive, I loved food! Anything, I would eat it! But now I can no longer eat… I can no longer do anything that resembled my old life…" she broke out in tears.

"I'm sure it's not as bad as it seems… You have only been out of that crystal for what? Not even 1 hour. Who knows, you may be able to do all that stuff again now," he gave her a reassuring smile.

Serenity continued to look down, her voice as soft as a whisper, "you don't understand," she raised her head to his, "When I did this to myself… I knew I would no longer be alive," she looked back down to the ground, "I practically killed myself."

"Then how come you're standing right here in front of me?" Darien gave her an awkward glance. 'Okay… I am definitely hallucinating! This is sooo a dream! You are going to wake up any minute now!' There was no way a dead girl was standing in front of him! There was just NO WAY!

"Because… to the world I am a ghost, but since you set me free… you are the only one who can see me," she glanced back up at him, her voice becoming stronger. "Although I can not offer much… I can offer you three wishes…" she tried to smile.

"So… you're like my very own personal stalker ghost genie?" he laughed, "Seriously though? How does this work? Your dead… me seeing you… and whatever."

Serenity was standing at the table and took a seat, "I thought my father would have set me free… but obviously I was mistaken…" she swallowed, "I just wanted to know how my father really felt… but obviously he didn't love me enough."

"How was your father going to set you free?" He then asked quietly. Honestly, what was to think? He set her free somehow… and now he is the only one who could see her. But he must admit, he was taking this whole situation pretty calmly.

"My actions were to make my father see what he had lost… that maybe he had some sort of emotions… but he never showed them… instead he threw me away… hoping out of sight out of mind…"

Darien looked at her. He could see the tears dropping from her face onto her lap. Obviously this topic was causing her grief, and was hard on her, so he lifted the conversation, "how old are you anyways?" He quickly asked in a new, happier tone.

Serenity looked at him wiping the tears away, "hmm… well… I was 21, but I do not know how long I have been in that crystal," she tried to laugh. "Who are you, anyways?" she paused, raising a brow.

"Well," Darien cleared his throat, "I am Darien Shields. I am 26 and I work in a bank as the CEO of the corporate board…" He paused. The look on her face was unmistakeable; she had no idea what he was saying. "A bank is where people put money to save, invest whatever… A CEO is a Chief Executive Officer, I have several subordinate officers, and I am in charge of reporting all management actions to the board of directors. The board of directors are part of the corporate board… each representing something important," he stopped. It was all new to her, and he had no idea of she understood or not. "You know what? Don't worry. Just call me Darien," he smiled.

Serenity gave a small nod, "alright, Darien."

In the awkward moment, Darien took the chance to do what he originally came there to do. He grabbed a glass from the cupboard, filled it up with water and went back to the cupboard for pain relievers.

"What's that?" serenity looked at Darien with interest as she watched him with complete concentration.

"It's just some stuff to relieve pain," he answered after he took the small tablets and swallowed them down with the water.

"Oh…" she looked at him, still confused.

"You do not understand, do you?" he raised a brow to her.

Serenity just looked at him, "nope!" shaking her head slightly.

"Okay," he sighed again. His head was bent down as he stood at the counter.

Serenity suddenly jumped at a thought, "why are you holding yourself at your waist?" she tilted her head to the side for an added affect. "Is that were your 'pain' is?"

Darien slowly raised his head, "Yeah. something like that," he tried to smile, "When you come out of nowhere and made me unconscious, I fell onto my coffee table and hurt myself."

"OH…" she smiled, "so that's why you're taking these… 'Pain relievers'," she giggled softly; she understood.

"Yes," Darien returned the smile. For some reason she make him smile with out trying, and Darien didn't like it one bit… he had a reputation to maintain. But maybe it was because he felt sorry for her that he tried to maintain his impatient temper and coldness.

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"So… how long are you planning on staying here for?" Darien asked her.

After getting his tablets, he made him way back into his lounge room and took a seat. Serenity taking a seat opposite, she stared at him as he tried to relax.

"… What do you mean?" she asked him. She was a bit confused… maybe he didn't fully understand. She was a ghost that only he could see. She is offering him three wishes… and upon all that, she was there to help him work out his problems… there is a reason why things happen… and there was a reason why he set her free.

"Well, I set you free from your crystal cage… so now you are free…" he took a moment to look at her, "so no offence, but why are you still here?"

"Hmm… you do not like my presence?" she raised a brow.

"No, not really," he smiled, "I like my solitude."

"Well," Serenity smiled, "I am here until you have figure out how to get rid of me!" she almost laughed. She knew how he could get what he wanted… but she didn't like his attitude much. "It's a lesson you have to learn and figure out yourself!" she smiled.

Darien just looked at her, "a lesson?"

"Yes… there is a reason why everything happens…" she almost laughed again. She loved knowing this was going to be fun, "so you have to figure this all out yourself."

"Your smiling," he noticed, "you know how… tell me," he demanded.

"No!" she retorted, "you have a bad attitude, and you need to do this yourself or you are not going to learn!" she paused, "and besides, it's against the rules for me to help you," she smiled.

"The rules? What rules?" Darien asked quickly as the words sunk in. he didn't like this one bit… and already he had a feeling his whole life was about to get turned upside down.

"It's alright," Serenity reassure, "it's just the beginning of our beautiful relationship."

"You're going to be the last of me," Darien said as he let his head drop back onto the couch and tried to shut everything out. She was hiding something… and until he figured that out… she was going to be his personal stalker… 'This is going to be fun!' he thought to him self, 'being harassed and annoyed by a ghost!'

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Posted on: 25th April 2008

A/N: I swear, I didn't mean for this chapter to take soo long. But hopefully you can understand my position. I am in my last year of school and above all, school work comes firsts! Hopefully the next chapter wont take so long :P till then.

Katie :)