AN: All right. I suppose you could call this an alternate reality fic, b/cEndymion and Serenity have another daughter aside from Chibi-Usa. I am usingthe Japanese names in this, however, I don't know if Endymion and Serenityare the correct names. I'm just going to use them anyway. This is not a veryWAFF fic, but it deals with E/S relationship in Crystal Tokyo, and theirrelationships with their daughters. I do hope you like it. Remember, this isonly part one. Oh, and most of this is told third-person Endymion. (In otherwords, it's told third person, but is limited by what Endy knows).  FEEDBACK IS NEEDED.Thanks to Saruka for being my pre-reader.Luv: MeredithLegal Disclaimers: Sailor Moon by any other name would smell as sweet,though it still wouldn't belong to me. HOWEVER, Dia is MY character, andthis plot is also MINE.Personal Disclaimer: My mental state is slowly deteriorating, but *I'M* notcrazy. (Insert insane laugh here)Forgive Me 1/?By Meredith Bronwen Mallory At precisely midnight on Friday, December 13th, 2210, the first borndaughter of Endymion and Serenity, King and Queen of Earth and Moon, cameinto the world. She didn't scream and she didn't cry, but lay there silentlyas the doctors pulled her from the warm womb of her mother. She opened herviolet eyes to the world and looked at the strange men patiently. "Strange baby," whispered one of the nurses. "It's bad luck to have silent baby," remarked another. "Is everything alright?" Neo-Queen Serenity asked worriedly as shestruggled to sit up, holding her husband's hand. "Hai, everything's fine, Serenity," Ami remarked, "Your daughter is just anunusually quite baby." The Mercurian senshi giggled a little, "She certainlyisn't related to YOU," she teased. "Must get it from Endy," the Neo-Queen pronounced with certainty. Herhusband merely laughed as Ami handed him his daughter. The King of theEarth, once known as Chiba Mamoru, looked into his daughter's eyes and...shivered. The child looked up at him, serene as anything ever could be,violet eyes too old to belong to a child. And he knew something was wrong.Then the moment passed, and the little girl took a big, deep breath, and letout a scream that was probably heard all the way in China. Everyone coveredtheir ears as Endymion hurriedly handed the child to his wife. "I stand corrected," Ami laughed. Serenity rocked the girl in her embrace,and the child quieted almost immediately "Hello there," Serenity cooed, smiling when her newborn gasped her fingerwith her tiny hand. In truth, the Queen was a bit shocked. The child was notthe pink haired, ruby eyed demon she had been expecting, but rather, a calmangel with a head of white hair and jewel-like violet eyes.Those eyes... they seemed oddly familiar... but Serenity couldn't placethem. "What shall we name her, darling?" Endymion asked as he leaned in close. "Hmm... I don't think Usagi will work," she commented. "Neither do I... What about Angel?" "Na.. How about, Dia?" Serenity paused. Where had that come from? Angelseemed like a perfectly sweet name, but, she looked down at herwhite-on-white daughter and realized it would have been all wrong for her. "Dia, I like it! Dia it is then!" Endymion declared, watching as Mercuryleft the room to inform the other Senshi of the birthing. Endymion lookeddown to see Serenity had fallen asleep, and gently brushed his lips to herforehead She was so strong... hundreds of years had not dimmed his love forher. Turning, the King gazed out the window at the wide, bustling expanse ofCrystal Tokyo, capital of Earth and Moon. All this, his responsibility,well, his and Serenity's. Suddenly, he felt an intense gaze boring into hisback. Whirling around, thinking it perhaps to be one of the other senshi, oreven a reporter, he found no one there. But then he looked down, and saw Diastaring right at him, eyes wide and focused, not at all like that of achild. That was the first inkling Endymion received that something was wrongwith his daughter.------------ Amendment: Something was terribly wrong with his daughter, Endymion thoughtworriedly as he gazed out at Crystal Tokyo. Behind him, Serenity, Dia andChibi-Usa all lay curled up in the big king sized bed, all having beenfrightened by the storm. Actually, Dia had come running in screaming at thetop of her lungs, thrown herself into her mother's arms and had not movedsince. Endymion had the sneaking suspicion that she was watching him, but hedidn't want to turn around and be proven right. Make no mistake, Endymion loved Dia to the ends of the earth, just as muchas he loved Chibi-Usa But there had always been a slight distance betweenhimself and his eldest daughter. They were close, but Dia and Serenity werecloser. There were times that Endymion believed should Serenity ever be eventhe slightest bit displeased with Dia, the child might wither up and die,such was her respect, admiration and love for her mother. It was true, Diaavoided Serenity's displeasure like the plague, always out to please, toimpress, to make her mother proud. She was your everyday, ordinary child of the two greatest monarchs of alltime. She had a sweet disposition and a keen mind, even at seven. Dia'sblinding white hair fell down her back, ending at her waist. She pulled itup in two small odangos, letting the rest flow loose and wild. It almostseemed to have a life of it's own. Serenity loved to have Dia sit in her lapso she could enjoy brushing it in motherly attention The people called Diathe White Princess, for indeed, her skin was like china, her hair snow-white(AN: harhar), and she usually wore white. The only color in her at all wereher eyes, the deep, searching violet that had sent shivers down her father'sspine seven years ago. Endymion was very proud of his little girl, she wasan angel... except... except sometimes. Sometimes it didn't seem like it was Dia lurking behind those violet eyes,but rather someone else. Someone older, someone Endymion knew, and yet couldnot place. Until today. An idea was forming in the King's mind, a inkling, asuspicion that shook him to the core. He prayed to God it wasn't who hethought it was. Turning away from the window, Endymion found his gazeresting on Dia, spooned up against her mother, looking at him with wideeyes. *Different* eyes. He couldn't think with her looking at him like that.It wasn't her 'yes, I'm an angel,' look she normally carried, but rather sheseemed as though she was studying him. <Is it just my imagination, or did Isee hate this time?> Endymion wondered as he walked down the desertedcorridors Each time that look passed through Dia's eyes, he swore he sawmore hatred grow. Of course, he could only count the occasions on thefingers of one hand, but they were there. The first had been when Dia was born, the second, three years ago, justbefore Chibi-Usa was born. The world had been rocked by a rash of murderscommitted by a man calling himself the Black Moon killer. Of course, he andSerenity both knew that he was probably the first of the Black Moon familythat would soon begin to surface. Though, thanks to Setsuna, the King andQueen remembered little of that time, they did know that the clock wascounting down, and with the conception of Chibi-Usa, things were all butlaid down on the chosen path. Anyway, unlike almost everyone else, whocringed at the mention of the Black Moon Killer, Dia had showed a peculiarinterest in the subject, though four years old at the time. The incident in question arrived the night of the murder's capture. Dia hadsat in front of the screen, eyes fixed and keen with interest. After thestory was over, a shaken Serenity had turned the viewscreen off, retreatingto the comfort of Enymion's embrace. Then the strangest thing happened. Diastood up, and slowly turned around, her posture stiff. She had gazed onEndymion with those unfamiliar eyes, then fixed her focus on her mother. "Mother" there was something strange in the four-year old's address. "If Idid something really bad, would you forgive me?" Her voice had grown olderjust speaking those words, it had turned almost...masculine. Serenity hadlooked up, shocked. "Of...of course, sweetie pie. I'll always love you, no matter what you do,"she responded warmly. Dia shook her white locks, almost disgusted with thecomment. "No, Serenity," her mothers jaw dropped, "Not *now*, I did something *bad*before! You have to" Dia shuddered, grabbing at her temples as though inpain. Frightened, her mother and father rushed to her side, a dozen worriedquestions running through their minds. "Dia-chan, sweetheart, what's wrong?" Serenity asked, pulling her daughterinto her lap. "You have to forgive him, Mommy!" it was their little girl speaking again,"He needs you to forgive him... make him GO AWAY!!!" Dia sobbed, hugging hermother tightly. "Forgive who, sweetheart?" Serenity asked, concerned to say the least. Overthe white plain of their daughter's head, the King and Queen locked gazes. "HIM!" Dia screeched. "The Black Moon Killer?" Endymion asked, grasping for some sanity in thesituation. "No!" Dia continued to wail, "HIM! You gotta forgive him, Mom! He didn'tmean it honest! He didn't know better! You gotta FORGIVE HIM!!" Then, in theblink of an eye, Dia was still, her body so overloaded with anguish that shefainted. A very worried King and Queen knelt beside Rei that evening as thepriestess preformed a healing ritual over their still sleeping daughter. "Well, she's not possessed," Rei said hopefully. The monarchs exchangedlooks. "That's a relief," Serenity mumbled. "Far as I can tell, nothing's wrong with her," Rei continued. "But she was so upset," Serenity said, "She was crying so hard and oh, tellme she'll be all right!" Endymion supported his wife as she fell backagainst him, worry for their daughter in both their hearts. "It could have been a memory from a past life," the Martian girl mused,"It's very common for child to have them, even up to the age of ten. I'msure she'll be all right, don't worry about it, Sere." The queen smiledwarmly at her friend, but neither she nor her husband ever truly got overthe unsettling experience. However, nothing truly came of it, much to everyone's relief. Dia hadawoken the next morning her usual chipper self, pleading for pancakes andanxious to go outside and play. Still, Endymion filed the incident in theback of his mind, somehow suspecting that it wouldn't be the last  of it'skind. "Papa?" a little voice interrupted Endymion's musings. He turned from hisplace on the garden bench, to see Dia standing at the lattice entrance,drenched in moonlight, her violet eyes filled wit innocent love. Her fathersmiled in relief, his little girl was back to normal. "Yes, pumpkin?" he asked, patting the seat beside him. In truth, nothingwould give him more joy at the moment than to hold his daughter, butsometimes after the incidents, she didn't want to get close to him for alittle while. To his relief, the child climbed up into his lap, gazing up athim with admiration and concern. "Is something wrong Papa?" she asked sweetly, hair billowing about her asthe wind whipped at their forms. "I was just thinking..." he lied badly. Dia shook her white locks, lookingas thought she was ready to cry. "Are you afraid of me, Papa?" she sounded small and alone, and she lookedeven more so, dwarfed by his large form and her oversized nightie. "No," he said. That was the truth. He was not afraid of Dia, he was afraidof the stranger her saw in her eyes, but never ever, would he be afraid ofhis little girl. However, what next came out of Dia's mouth shocked him tono end. "Sometimes I scare me."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~What exactly is wrong with Dia?Who does Serenity need to forgive?Will everyone pass their midterms?Speaking of the devil-sent tests, when will they be outlawed?What happens when you play every Fleetwood Mac song ever created all at thesame type?Why is it that only men can open pickle jars?Will you send me feedback?STAY TUNED...