Hello! This is the first story in my soon to be huge series!  Thanks to 
everyone who was written me, I really love getting and sending e-mail.  
If you have any comments, suggestions, flames, praises, or questions, 
send them to bunnyannla@geocities.com all of them will be appreciated, 
some more than others, like I'll like nice letters more than hate mail. 

BTW if your religion still has betroths as the way of getting a spouse 
and you're offended by this story's viewpoint, I'm very sorry. In these 
stories I will have the end separate from the rest of the story, since 
some thing has to go wrong, and in some cases they have to die, otherwise
 it wouldn't work out.  If you have any ideas for this series, feel free 
to e-mail them to me and I'll give you a lot of credit for them in the 
intro, BTW if your idea is to have them be Romeo and Juliet I'm sorry but
 I already thought of that idea, so if you e-mail me with that one, I'm 
not really going to give you credit.  BTW I'm sorry I didn't get this out
 last week, I was up on a roof, getting burnt to a crisp.  I now know why 
companies can charge $5,000 to roof.  Here are the names of the 
characters; of course they have different names.  This takes place in 
the Middle East, in the old days, very long ago.  BTW you might want to
 brush up on the traditions; I went to a Hebrew preschool, although I'm 
not Hebrew or Jewish.  Sorry this intro's so long.

Jezebel-Usagi, no real reason, 'cept I like that name
Aaron-Mamoru, no relation to the Aaron in the bible, I couldn't think of
 a better name.
Moon-Luna, yes there are a lot of cats in the Middle East, especially in
 Israel, I've been there before.
Rebecca- Rei, again no relation to the Rebecca in the bible, any way in 
the bible it's spelled differently
Sarah-Ami, ditto to above, since I have no clue what are normal names in 
Israel.
Minako and Makoto aren't in this, since for Makoto she'd stick out way 
too much, and there weren't too many blondes in Israel.
Jezebel's parents are Iacob and Ann, no relation to the biblical Iacob or 
Ann.

BTW the senshi are sisters, since I don't think that girls had much of a 
social life back then, since everyone lived far away.

Sailor Moon Lives
-Bunny Annla

Jezebel to herself: Is that a caravan approaching?  I must tell my father 
about this.
Jez ran to her dad's tent and informed him about the caravan.
Iacob: I know go out and greet them, offer to let them stay here for the 
night since it is late.
Jezebel ran up to meet the travelers: Shalom good travelers, my father 
the great Iacob, is camped over that dune.  He wants to offer his
 hospitality for the night since it's getting late and there are many 
thieves on this route.
Amon: May the Lord bless your camp for it's generosity, we'll accept your 
generous offer.  No offense but you have Very light hair for someone of
 these parts.
Jezebel: It's called blonde, my mom had blonde hair too.  She came from 
far away.
Aaron popping up from behind: Hey dad! One of donkeys dropped its load, 
and is having a kicking fit.
Amon:  Excuse me for a moment.
Amon to Aaron: Stupid donkey, why couldn't we had gotten the horse?
Aaron to Jezebel: Shalom, who are you.
Jezebel: I'm Jezebel, daughter of Iacob who's camp is yonder.
Aaron: I'm Aaron son of Amon, you have pretty hair.
Jezebel: Thank you.
Aaron: How come your hair looks almost a yellowish orange?
Jezebel: My mom was a blonde.
Amon: That's the last time I buy a donkey!
Jezebel: I have to leave.
She runs off.
Sarah: Jezebel you're late again!
Jezebel: Sorry Sarah, I had to greet some travelers.
Sarah: You really should be spending more time learning how to read, it's
 not easy to do.
Jezebel: Why should I bother?  I'm never going to need to read I'm going 
to be betrothed soon, so I'll probably be too busy to.
Sarah: Don't you want to be able to read anything?
Jezebel: I'm pretty sure I won't even have an opportunity to.
Sarah frustrated: Jezebel.
Rebecca: Honesty Jezebel, you should take life a little bit more s
eriously.
Jezebel: Sure gang up on me, I thought that sisters were supposed to be 
best friends.
Rebecca: Jezebel, we are not ganging up on you.  You should go to the 
temple more often; maybe then God will forgive you for your stupidity and
 stubbornness.
Jezebel: Oh like you should talk about stubbornness!
Sarah: Will you two please knock it off, I can barely hear myself think!
Jezebel: Oh, I'm sorry Sarah, you're my only friend.
Rebecca: I thought I was your friend!
In the evening.
Jezebel is sitting not too far away from the tent watching the sun set.
Jezebel: sigh.
Jezebel to herself: Why do I have to be betrothed?  I really don't want 
to marry anyone who my father wants me to; all of them are old men, with
 long white hair.  I hate this, in a week I'm going to be shown to all 
the men of the surrounding camps being betrothed to the one who'll pay 
the most for me.  I feel like I'm just a pretty thing to be auctioned 
off.  It doesn't help that I'm the one who'll inherit my father's land 
and money, and everything else.  I wish I could marry some one who I 
love.
Jezebel was looking very sad, feeling like she's about to cry.
Aaron: Shalom, is some thing wrong?
Jezebel, very annoyed: Don't sneak up on me!
Aaron: Sorry I just wanted to see what you were doing here all alone.
Jezebel: I'm thinking.
Aaron: What about?
Jezebel: If you must know, I'm thinking about my going to be betrothed
 in a week.  And how the heck I can get out of it.
Aaron: Where I come from, there aren't any betroths.  I'm probably not 
going to get married at this rate though, my dad and I travel all the 
time, and we don't stay anywhere long.  What's so bad about getting 
betrothed anyway?
Jezebel: Well first I'm going to be betrothed to one of the men in the
 neighboring camps, who are all around a hundred years old.  Secondly, 
I'm going to betrothed to the man, who'll pay the most, like I'm for sale
 or something.  And also the only reason that any one would marry me is 
because I'm going to be the one to inherit my father's wealth.
Aaron: I'm sorry to hear that.  Don't you get a say in the decision at 
all? 
Jezebel: None whatsoever.
Aaron: Why don't you come with my dad and me?  I could marry you.
Jezebel: I'd really love to accept your offer, but I'm unable to.
Aaron: Why not?
Jezebel: Do you know how much money a betroth costs?
Aaron: No.
Jezebel: Probably more than you have, I really wish you could since 
you're very kind.
Jezebel leans her head against Aaron.
Aaron: I wish I could too.
A nice silent moment.
Jezebel: Why don't we run away together?
Aaron: I'd love to except we'd get caught, or thieves would get us.
Jezebel: Why are you so sure?
Aaron: Don't tell me that your dad's not going to try to get you back.
Jezebel: Actually I'm not too sure, since if I'm gone than my sister will
 become the heir.  I bet we could make if we left at night. 
Aaron: Yea, but what about thieves?
Jezebel: Oh.
Aaron: As much as I want to marry you, I can't.  It wouldn't be safe at 
night, and I don't want your life in danger, I love you too much.
Jezebel: Isn't this strange, we've just meet and we already love each 
other.  This is way weird.
Aaron: I really can't explain it either.  I feel as thought I've always 
loved you and always will.
Jezebel: I feel the same way.  I love you so much I'd risk the thieves to
 not marry some one else.
Aaron: Do you really want to run away? 
Jezebel: If it means we can be together, I'd do anything.
Aaron: I know the feeling.  I wish we could, but we'd just get in trouble
 or hurt.  I'd never forgive my self if anything happened to you.
Jezebel: It would be entirely my fault if anything happened to me.
Aaron: No, Jez it would be my fault. 
Jezebel: Then I guess I'll just be miserable.
Aaron: You are very clever, you know that?  I'll think of a way we can be
 together, don't worry Jez.
Jezebel: I better get back to the tent before I'm missed.  I wish you all
 the luck in the world.
Jezebel leaves back for the tent.
In the tent.
Sarah: Where were you Jezebel?
Jezebel: In heaven.
Sarah: No really, we were supposed to be studding the torah.
Jezebel: Sight.
Sarah: Are you listening to anything I've said?
Moon: Meow?
Rebecca: Hello, Moon-kitty.
Moon: Meow.
Rebecca: Okay I'll go feed you.
Sarah: Rebecca that is the smartest cat I've ever seen.
Jezebel: Sarah I'll tell you a secret.  I'm in love.
Sarah: You're in love? I hope you realize that you're going to be 
betrothed in a week.  Jezebel, please, for once stop getting crushes on 
ever other boy you see, you're just going to get hurt.
Jezebel: Yes, this is TRUE love.  I'm going to run away with him, that's
 why I'm telling you this.  Can you keep that secret?
Sarah: Sure, but I'll bet you that you'll just get caught.
Jezebel: Sarah you're my friend, will you do me a big favor?
Rebecca: Jezebel what cha talking about?
Jezebel: Never mind Sarah I'll ask you after Rebecca leaves.
Rebecca: Why can't I be here when you tell Sarah? 
Jezebel: I can't tell you it's a secret.
Rebecca: I thought that you wanted to be my friend, friends share secrets.
Jezebel: Oh, fine Rebecca, you'd find out soon enough.  I'm going to run 
away.
Rebecca: I hope you know that you'll just get caught and in a lot of 
trouble.
Jezebel: That's why I was about to ask Sarah to do me a favor. 
Sarah: What do you want me to do?
Jezebel: Could you cover for me?  I mean like, pretend that I'm still 
here so that no one misses me for a while?
Rebecca: That would be hard to do, considering how much food you eat,
 everyone would notice that you're gone after the first meal.  I'll try 
to help to though.
Sarah: Sure.
Jezebel: You two are the best sisters ever!
Rebecca: I know, I know.
The next day.
Iacob: If you're ever traveling this way again, you can stay here again.
Amon: I'm very grateful for your great hospitality.
Iacob: May God watch over you and protect you on your journey.
Amon: And may God bless you for your generosity.
The caravan left.  Jezebel was hidden in a basket on one of the camels.
No one knew she was there.
To be concluded...