Now, this is a bit of a change from the normal kind of badfic. It's actually well-written. I can't fault the grammar or punctuation on first glance, but... there are some things that fanfiction should not be, and that is too wordy and longwinded.
I hope someone else gets some lolz like I did.
Fear, it's something we all live with as human beings. Some cower to protect themselves from it, while others run away at the first sight of it. And many are reluctant to admit it even exists. Therefore many people like to hide it, to keep it buried deep. It's because they are ashamed of it, ashamed of whatever it is that scares them. But fear is more than something that just scares the hell out of us. Some say fear is a part of us, a part of what makes us who we are, just like joy, just like love. Others say fear reminds us of our limits, reminds us that as humans we are frail and finite, and because of that it protects us from our careless selves.
My karate sensei once told me that fear is a challenge in our lives. And as a challenge, it is something we must one day face. It's true that we keep our fears hidden away, deep within us so no one else knows of them. It's also true that we hide from our fears so we never have to see them again. But my sensei was right in that no matter what, no matter how deep within us we hide them, we will have to face our fears in one way or another, even when we least expect it.
Now you wonder why a girl like me, one who would never back down from a challenge, one who lives life on the edge, one who is seemingly fearless, and one with a bitchy attitude like mine, would talk about fear all of a sudden. Well, it's true that I seem fearless, always getting into fights and kicking some ass in my past. I was the one who actually invoked fear in others, something I was once proud of before I met Usagi.
As much as I loved athletics, as much as I admired my own strength, I tried to hide it by acting more feminine, not like I wasn't. I even took on the feminine role of cooking and housecleaning. I hid from my fearless nature to be more feminine, to be accepted by others. And like most people, I also hid from my fears.
Back to the subject of fear now: my fears were something I tried to stay away from. It seemed very easy because I felt that what I feared was something I could live without. Even if you think you could live without something you fear, you never know when you just can't live without it, and you never know when what you fear will come to you, when it will meet you face-to-face.
Fear changes us when we come face-to-face with it. It can make us do things we never thought we could do. It can change our views of life, of the world, and even ourselves. It can make us act crazy; it can make us act stupid. It can strengthen us; it can hurt us, even kill us. The real reason I talk about fear now is because I myself have never once in my life come face-to-face with it.
You see, I am deathly afraid of airplanes. I would not dare step on one to save my life. You can see why it seemed so easy for me to avoid airplanes, there were always alternate modes of transportation. I can live without ever having to fly somewhere on a plane. So I never faced my fear of airplanes, that is... until recently.
My name is Kino Makoto. I am 18 years old and out of high school. The story I am about to tell you happened to me 3 years ago, when I was still fresh with my fearless and invincible persona. But before I tell you my story, I must tell you something else about me, something only a few of my closest friends know about me, since it has much to do with my story. I possess this gift you see, a gift of legendary proportions. And the funny thing is that I wasn't blessed with this gift until after I had met Usagi.
You see, the gift isn't something you just present to someone in a box wrapped in decorative paper. Rather it is something about you, a talent as you may call it. But this is no ordinary talent, mind you, or it wouldn't be so legendary. It's a talent that instantly became a part of me, it became my identity, my alter ego.
So what is this gift so worthy of being called a legend? Well, I am none other than the sailor-suited pretty soldier known as Sailor Jupiter. What made this gift so great to me is that it fit me like a glove. With the power of thunder at my command, it gave me the perfect reason to be fearless, to be strong, to kick some ass, and not be the least bit shy about it all. I would say it was a blessing from God, it was such a great gift. With it, I could be myself.
Now, with that all said, my story can commence. And you'll see from the very beginning where my identity as Sailor Jupiter comes into it.
It was a time of anxiety, a time of an imminent change in our lives. It was a time of preparation for high school entry exams. Grade 8 was drawing to a close, and much of my time and energy was spent with the other girls studying for our entry exams.
It was also a time of conflict and terror, a time when daimons roamed the streets of Tokyo. Yes, I said daimons, monsters taking on various forms, feeding on the hearts of people. These are not the hearts that beat in our chests; rather they're our essences, our spirits, the hearts of us, what makes us who we are. And so my story begins...
Oh wait, no. Not as well written as the longwinded intro would have me think. Not too bad lapses in proper English, though. And to think: this was in The Pitt.
And you can find it
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