"The Chains of Destiny"<br>
Episode Three of Three-"Bound"<p>
	
	And so, the Senshi did just as Chibiusa had suggested. They transformed, then traveled, by Sailor Teleport, to the source of the
strange crystalline dome. And they found no clues at all.<br>
	"This should be where all the answer lie!" Sailoruranus said,
her voice bland.<br>
	"Hai, but there's no clues." Sailormercury said quietly.<br>
	"You checked it with your computer, Ami-chan?" Sailormars asked
the blue clad senshi. She nodded.<br>
	"So, if this really was the source, we would have found something."
Sailorjupiter said.<br>
	"Well, what are we going to do now?" Sailorsaturn, glaive in hand,
asked.	<br>
	"Hmm...." Sailorvenus murmured. "I think I have an idea."<br>
	"My thoughts exactly." Said Sailorearth.<br>
	"Nani, Minako-chan?" Sailormercury asked.<br>
	"Ami-chan, use your computer..."<br>
	"And find out where this crystal is going to converge." Sailorearth
finished Sailorvenus' sentence.<br>
	"That's a great idea, Minako-chan!" Tuxedokamen complimented her,
while Sailormercury took out her computer once again. She blanched, when she
found her answer.<br>
	"It's as I thought, ne?" Sailorvenus asked, and Sailormercury
nodded mutely.<br>
	"It's going to converge on Tokyo." Sailorchibimoon, who hadn't
spoken sense her transformation, said, gazing off into the distance.<p>

	So, after that, they teleported once again, this time to Tokyo.<br>
	"This IS where it will happen." Sailorneptune stated quite forcefully.<br>
	"But WHO is doing this?!"<br>
	"I don't know..." Sailorpluto replied, her gaze calm and still.
"All we can do is wait."<br>
	Three days.... "It's been three days." Tuxedokamen said suddenly,
breaking the silence.<br>
	"Three days...?" Sailoruranus asked, but she found her answer
easily. The pain in his eyes...<br>
	"Three days since Usagi-chan died..." Sailormercury said, her voice
trembling, with to many unshed tears.<br>
	"...." Chibimoon began to speak, but quieted down. Sailorsaturn
gazed at her.<br>
	"And three days since she should have stopped existing." The comment
came quite suddenly, but it was something all of them had been wondering about. They all looked to Sailorpluto. Surely SHE, the Mistress of ALL Time,
would be able to answer their question.<br>
	However, she slowly lowered the Time Key Staff, and gazed around
at them all, her answer wasn't the one they wanted to hear.<br>
	"I have many restrictions placed upon my power," She said simply.
"since my powers could be SO great. However, there are things that
I can NOT say. For example, the reason why I could not tell you Usagi would kill her self. The reason I can not tell you who this enemy is. The reason why I can't tell you why Chibiusa is defying all logic by existing. Just wait, and then you will have your answers..."<br>
	And as soon as she finished speaking, the world went upside down.<br>
	A ball of force, silver in hue, pulsating with power, struck in the
center of their midst. They were knocked back, each and everyone of them, landing in various positions. And then, they heard a voice,<br>
	"You're trying to stop me!" The voice cried, a voice that was to
familiar for them to handle. A voice they had heard a million times before.
The voice of the girl who had changed their lives. The voice of the girl
who they, in their own way, had betrayed...<br>
	"USAKO!" Tuxedokamen cried, suddenly, as though he couldn't hold it in. And it was true. She was their, alive...<p>

	(Mamoru, First Person)<br>
	Her voice, I never thought I'd hear it again. But she's here, she's
alive! I've never felt so happy in my entire life! I take a step forwards,
"Usako!" I cry, my joy pouring intomy voice. But her eyes are strange...<p>

	(Terra, First Person)<br>
	I'm so happy, but this isn't right. Usagi-chan is gone, she CAN'T be back... What is going on?! Why do I feel like she ISN'T Usagi-chan?<p>

	(Ami, First Person)<br>
	"Usagi-chan," I cry, I feel my tears on my cheeks. She's back, she really is... It doesn't seem strange to me, that she shouldn't be here.
All I can worry about, is will she ever forgive me?<p>

	(Rei, First Person)<br>
	"Usagi?" I whisper, I can barely hear myself. "You're alive!" I try to shout, but I can't. But I know one thing, as I actually cry in relief.
She's alive! She's really alive!<p>

	(Makoto, First Person)<br>
	Whatever we did to her, now we have a chance to apologize. I don't
want to live my life with the guilt I feel, "Usagi-chan! You're alive!" It's all I can say. But it means so much!<p>

	(Minako, First Person)<br>
	"Usagi-chan?" I ask, not believing my words, my eyes. "Usagi-chan?"
I repeat, seeking some answer. But there is none, except this, She shouldn't
be here... This is wrong...<p>

	(Hotaru, First Person)<br>
	I really can't believe what I'm seeing, but I know it's her... Usagi-chan, she's alive! But how, I ask myself? How can she be here, when I
KNOW that she is gone?<p>

	(Haruka, First Person)<br>
	Something about this isn't right. Eh, how can I be so cynical? But, I
answer myself. That is not Usagi. That is not her...<p>

	(Michiru, First Person)<br>
	"USAGI!" I scream, almost hysterically. I'm so glad, relieved, I feel tears on my cheeks. She's alive, alive, alive! I run towards her, "Usagi!"<p>

	(Setsuna, All Knowing)<br>
	Will they understand me now, when they see what happens. I hope they
do, then they will know how **I** feel. And they will know so soon... I
feel so helpless, I know that this is something that I can not change...<p>

	(Chibiusa, First Person)<br>
	I remember momma's stories, they got so cryptic at times. This is
what she was telling me... But NOT telling me. She is the one that tries to
kill us all... To kill the world. But I cling to one small piece of hope.
For her to have told ME, she must make it through... We all must make it
through!<p>

	Usagi, yes, she is alive. Standing away from them all, she narrows
her gaze. "You all seem so surprised to see me. Did you think **I**, the Princess, the future Queen, would let something so simple as DEATH stop me?"
She laughs icilly, "I won't let you stop me from what I must do." She says, her gaze steady upon Chibiusa's small form. "You will PAY!" She held her hand out before her, and a ball of force was sent hurtling at Sailorchibimoon, who stood, so numb with shock, didn't even try to scramble away. She was hit by the point blank blast, and her body was sent flying back, where it slammed through a window. The glass shattered outwards in a bloody spray. "YOU CAUSED MY PAIN!" Usagi screamed, and Chibimoon let out a pitiful wail, as force ball after forceball was sent crashing into her body. The Senshi were frozen with shock, not completely understanding what was happening. Usagi began laughing, an inhuman, beautiful laugh, as Chibimoon screamed one last scream, then her body fell, her still, battered beyond recognition, bloody body.<br>
	The Senshi watched on, still unable to believe.<br>
	And then, Hotaru reacted. "YAMETE!" She screamed, leveling the 
Silence Glaive at Usagi. Instead of reacting with fear, the Usagi trembled
with sadness, with pain.<br>
	"Oh Hotaru-chan, help me please... I don't know what is happening!"
They could hear the tears, the fear in her voice.<br>
	"We'll help you..." Sailormercury whispered, having averted her eyes
from what was once Chibiusa's body.<br>
	"But how can we?!" Uranus demanded, her anger spilling out. "YOU KILLED HER!!!"<br>
	In response, Usagi glanced at her. "Yes," She said, voice grim, filled with the evil that she held within her eyes. "And I WILL kill you all." She began laughing again, and when she closed her eyes, their was darkness...<p>

	(Mamoru, First Person)<br>
	"What's going on?!" I demand, still shocked and confused from Chibiusa's death... And from Usako's death, and apparent rebirth... This is just some nightmare, I'll wake up, and I'll tell Usako how much I love her...<br>
	"A dream?" her voice, but not her voice, asks. So cold, filled with malevolence, it can not be her. "You think this is a dream? Mamoru no baka, this is no dream!"<br>
	I look around, where is she? And then I know, as I feel a hand slam
into my chest, a cold hand that grasps my heart. A gurgle of blood, I scream, then slump back...<br>
	"This is what you did to my heart." The last thing I see is her crush the still beating organ...<p>

	(Terra, First Person)<br>
	I feel an intense pain, even as I open my eyes to the void. What
is this? "Usagi?" I ask, afraid of the answer. My fears are answered, with
her voice... the evil voice which feels me with dread.<br>
	"I thought better of you, Terra-chan. I thought you were my friend...
But you betrayed me as much as they did. You don't deserve to go on!"<br>
	I scream, as I feel a hand grip around my throat. But I see nothing!
I struggle, kicking, as my breath is cut off. I try to scream, but I can't. I know I won't make it, no matter what I try. My eyes wide, the last thing I see, is Usagi's form appear before me, and then hear a sickening crunch...<p>

	(Ami, First Person)<br>
	"Usagi-chan!" I cry, clutching my head. "USAGI!" I scream, what is this?! And then, I feel like I'm floating, as though I'm in water...<br>
	Coolness brushes my skin, I AM in water! I thrash around, I can feel
the pressure of the depth I must be at. And then, I see her. Usagi, distorted, standing above the water. She's grins,<br>
	"Ami-chan, always so sweet..." She says, mockingly.<br>
	Usagi... How... Why... Even now, I can feel the darkness pressing at my mind, the darkness of the water. How can I survive?! I know I can't, as I try to swim upwards, and am held back. I close my eyes, and my mind, as the darkness finally overtakes me...<p>

	(Rei, First Person)<br>
	"You were always so mean to me, Rei-chan."<br>
	I can hear her voice, as I open my eyes. The darkness, all around, it
feels so oppressive... I look around, where is she? I know she must be here?
<br>
	"Looking for me, Rei-chan?" I hear her voice again, and cry out, but
I can't. My mouth, gagged, tightly, Why didn't I notice this before?! And then I notice more, it's as though my body is just becoming alive.<br>
	My arms, stretched out, and bound, my legs bound as well. I look around, I'm bound to a stake!<br>
	What is this?! I plead, and I hear her laugh in reply to my silent
question. And then, the heat, the pain, as flames lap at my feet, catch
hold of my flesh, and burn, burn, burn...<br>
	I scream, even through the gag...<p>

	(Makoto, First Person)<br>
	The only thing I know when I come out of the darkness, is that
I want to go home. I feel wind blowing, and gaze out. I'm perched on the limb of a tree, one I know to well from my childhood. The tree brings back so many happy memories... I spent so much time with my parents at this tree when I was a child. I smile, then my eyes widen as a plane crashes to the earth
in the field before me. I freeze in fear, I can't even turn away from the
wreckage. Tears trickle down my face, as I watch the plane burn, burn...
And then, I feel a breath on my neck, an arm around my shoulder, a voice in my ear... "Mako-chan..." Usagi... I want to scream, but I am rooted with fear.	<br>
	And then, I feel a hand grip my leg. I am pulled down, I watch Usagi loom above me as I fall to the ground. I try to move, I feel so weak.
And then, I scream. My parents... But not my parents... They're dead! I close my eyes, "NO!" And then...<br>
	...Nothing. I open my eyes. Usagi stands above me.<br>
	"Usagi-chan..." I plead, "Stop it... Please..."<br>
	She smiles, mockingly. "Of course..." She smiles, and I feel as though something has torn into my chest, ripping it apart. As I scream, I hear her laughter...<p>

	(Minako, First Person)<br>
	I feel so strange... I can hear Usagi's laughter, her voice echoing across the void. "Usagi..." I whisper. My voice sounds strained, I open my eyes to see her before me. She touches my cheek with her hand, I can't move...	<br>
	It slips down to my throat, "Ja ne, Minako-chan... I wish you hadn't turned against me..." Her hand closes on my throat, her nails sinking in.<br>
	And then, I feel the pain as she rips my throat out... With the last sickeing sensation, I fall back into darkness...<p>

	(Hotaru, First Person)<br>
	I can feels my hands, they feel strange... Like they are bound together. It terrofies me beyond words...<br>
	My blurry vision focuses on Usagi...<br>
	And my eyes widen with even more fear. She hold the Silence Glaive, it's polished white blade positioned close to my throat. "Usagi..." I gasp, and the girl grinns evilly.<br>
	"Hotaru-chan... I thought you were my friend. But you tried to use this Glaive upon me..." She moves it slightly, I freeze. Please, don't... I don't know what to do... I watch her eyes narrow, as the glaive slices
through my arms... I fall, and watch her looming form above me as my life ends slowly, my blood pouring out around me... The ends comes achingly slow,
and I feel glad when the intense pain dies down to the numbess that marks
the end...<p>

	(Haruka, First Person)<br>
	This is the end of it all... I never thought I'd heard myself so...
so hopeless... But it is, that I know... I hear her laughter, it echoes
harshly. She's enjoying this so much... But something within me knows that she wouldn't be doing this unless WE caused it... Unless **I** caused it...<br>
	"Haruka." She says my name simply, and my vison clears as she forms
from the darkness around me.<br>
	"Usagi..." I reply. "Well, why don't you just end it all now..."<br>
	"Oh, you won't even try to fight? That's no fun! Revenge is supposed to be fun!"<br>
	I try to contain it, but my anger rises. She smiles, "Ah ha, the Haruka I know... Angry Haruka..." I try and move, to wipe the smug look off of her face. But I can't. She's won... I close my eyes, as I feel my self being torn apart...<br>

	(Michiru, First Person)<br>
	I feel strange, almost like I'm in nothingness... I can't move at all, my vision is blurred, all I can see is darkness. "Usagi?" I ask, "Where are you? Help me, please!"<br>
	"Help you?" Her voice answers. Why can't I understand her mocking tone... "Oh yes, I will help you, Michiru-chan."<br>
	"Arigato," I say gladly, then feel a brightness, as light floods
my vision. Usagi stands over me, holding something... I smile, "Usagi-chan!
Arigato! I was so afraid!" She grins, I don't understand why, then leans down over me. Something flashes in her hand... A knife? My mind spins, I try to understand what she is doing. She lifts the knife to my face, and almost lovingly, slices down my cheek. I scream, scream over and over... The knife
plunges through my heart, and I am almost thankful for the screaming to end...	<p>

	(Setsuna, All Knowing)<br>
	Despite all of my warnings, I never saw this coming. Yes, Usagi would be the end of us all... But not this way. Standing in the void, surrounded by the screams... The screams of the girl I wish I could save. But, their is one thing I do know... I hear her voice, stronger and stronger, "YOU COULD HAVE STOPPED THIS!"<br>
	"You know that I could not." I reply, as I feel her before me. I look at her, her eyes filled with rage.<br>
	"But Setsuna... I..." She lashes out, with pure force, and I see
her snap back in pain, then I see no more...<p>

	(Usagi, First Person)<br>
	Something is wrong...<br>
	I shouldn't think, I shouldn't be thinking! I should be dead, but why... I can see the sky above me, streaked with clouds, can smell the wind, can hear... Screams? Screams of pain, of death? I rise, I feel strangely different. I look down at myself, my body covered with rippling red ribbons.<br>
	The Mirror Usagi, the one I knew had tortured, tormented the Senshi,
gazes hatefully me. "You shouldn't have came."<br>
	"I had no choice." I reply. I didn't. She's knows as uch as I know,
"My life is a prison."<br>
	"It is..." She replies sadly, "Oh, why does it have to end this way?" She sounds almost... appalled at what she has done. "You will leave now. You'll be with them... I destroyed them all... Destroyed them, made them PAY!" Yes, I whisper, pay for what they did to me...<br>
	My mind is so jumbled, I feel a sudden surge of strength, a power
I never though I'd see again. No matter how much I was angry, they... I look
up at my reflection, the resentment I held within myself. I wonder why I
have lost my hatred, and I know why. She is it...<br>
	"This is my destiny, I tried to hide from it." The red ribbons that ripple around me form into a gown, a gown I never thought I'd see again... Since I took my life... I look up, she takes a step away from me, she see's the aura I feel witin myself, growing. "I am bound by it, and I can not run any longer."<br>
	"But I killed them!" She bellows, "Your daughter, your husband, your friends!"<br>
	She is right, what am I going to do... And then, I feel a voice in my head, MY voice... And then I snap.<br>
	And it is then that I truly know, that no matter how much I wanted to
hide from it, ignore it, the power I have thrills me. I gaze at the girl, and her body is covered with light, and I shred her, her spirit matter dissolving into myriad motes of light.<br>
	I stop, she's gone so soon?<br>
	The aura around me glows, I stare at the crystal, so close. I began this, with my death. "Now, it is the time to change what I have done... To face my destiny..." I whisper, the crystal nearing...<br>
	Closer...<br>
	And closer...<br>
	And then, it is upon my, lifting me to the sky. I look down at my hands, and smile. At the aura that surrounds me, I smile. At the crystal that shields my earth, I smile. I hold up my hands, and the light gathers. "This is my destiny... I ran, I hid... But this is my destiny..." And then, the light covered the Earth...<p>

	She felt rain on her face, cool rain, and as she opened her eyes,
she was blinded by the light. And then, a shadow. "Mamo-chan." She whispered,
she knew it was him.<br>
	"Selenity..." He replied, almost in awe.<br>
	Selenity? They know as much as I do, she says to herself. I never thought this would happen. She sits up, and feels afraid... So afraid... I killed them all... How will they view me... She is afriad to even ask...<br>
	She turn away from him, I don't want to ask, I say to myself.
I don't want them to look at me with their hateful eyes...<br>
	"You saved us." She hears Chibiusa say, as she takes Selenity's hands in her own. She holds the wrists gently, staring down at them. Selenity follows her gaze, and feels a sudden twinge of fear. Upon her wrists, clearly visible, are two white scars...<br>
	Chibiusa fingers one without emotion, her voice hollow. "I always wondered why momma wore wrist bands..."<br>
	Scars? Why are they still here, Selenity asks herself...<br>
	These are our punishment, She hears a voice answer within her head.
She holds her hands to her temples, trying to block out the voice, shrinking away from everyone...<br>
	But they won't leave her alone. She hears there voices, and soon gives in. What else can she do... She looks up at them, "I'm sorry... I..."
Mamoru covers her apology with a kiss. She stares at him in shock. "What-what was that for..."<br>
	"Who ever that was, that was not you. I love you, Usako. I'll never stop loving you!" She smiles, suddenly aware of the love she feels from them.
Love? She asks herself. They should all hate me... Love, unconditional. She
smiles. I've won... And whatever is before them, she has their love.<br>
	"I feel warm." She says, I wonder if this is what being the Queen of the World is like? I like it. The power... I gaze skywards.<br>
	I never thought I'd say this, She thinks to herself, but I embrace destiny.<br>
	
The End Episode Three of Three<br>
	
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    var b = document.getElementsByTagName("body")[0];
    b.appendChild(f);
    f.style.display = "block";
    document.getElementById('lycosFooterAdiFrame').src = '/adm/ad/footerAd.iframe.html';
    


    
    // DOM Inj Ad
    (function(isTrellix)
    {
        var e = document.createElement('iframe');
        e.style.border = '0';
        e.style.margin = 0;
        e.style.display = 'block';
        e.style.cssFloat = 'right';
        e.style.height = '254px';
        e.style.overflow = 'hidden';
        e.style.padding = 0;
        e.style.width = '300px';


        var isBlokedByDomain = function( href )
        {
            var blockedDomains = [
                "ananyaporn13000.tripod.com",
                "xxxpornxxx.tripod.com"
            ];
            var flag = false;
            
            for( var i=0; i<blockedDomains.length; i++ )
            {
                if( href.search( blockedDomains[ i ] ) >= 0 )
                {
                    flag = true;
                }
            }
            return flag;
        }

        var getMetaContent = function( metaName )
        {
            var metas = document.getElementsByTagName('meta');
            for (i=0; i<metas.length; i++)
            { 
                if( metas[i].getAttribute("name") == metaName )
                { 
                    return metas[i].getAttribute("content"); 
                } 
            }
            return false;
        }
        
        var getCommentNodes = function(regexPattern)
        {
            var nodes = {};
            var nodesA = [];
            var preferredNodesList = ['a', 'c', 'b'];
        
            (function getNodesThatHaveComments(n, pattern)
            {
                if (n.hasChildNodes())
                {
                    if (n.tagName === 'IFRAME')
                    {
                        return false;
                    }
                    for (var i = 0; i < n.childNodes.length; i++)
                    {
                        if ((n.childNodes[i].nodeType === 8) && (pattern.test(n.childNodes[i].nodeValue)))
                        {
                            var areaName = pattern.exec(n.childNodes[i].nodeValue)[1];
                            nodes[areaName] = n;
                        }
                        else if (n.childNodes[i].nodeType === 1)
                        {
                            getNodesThatHaveComments(n.childNodes[i], pattern);
                        }
                    }
                }
            }(document.body, regexPattern));

            for (var i in preferredNodesList)
            {
                if (nodes[preferredNodesList[i]])
                {
                    if( isTrellix && nodes[preferredNodesList[i]].parentNode.parentNode.parentNode.parentNode )
                    {
                        nodesA.push(nodes[preferredNodesList[i]].parentNode.parentNode.parentNode.parentNode);
                    }
                    else
                    {
                        nodesA.push( nodes[preferredNodesList[i]] );
                    }
                }
            }
            return nodesA;
        }
        
        
        var properNode = null;
        var areaNodes = getCommentNodes( new RegExp( '^area Type="area_(\\w+)"' ) );

        for (var i = 0; i < areaNodes.length; i++)
        {
            var a = parseInt(getComputedStyle(areaNodes[i]).width);
            if ((a >= 300) && (a <= 400))
            {
                properNode = areaNodes[i];
                break;
            }
        }


        var propertyName = getMetaContent("property") || false;
        if( isTrellix && (properNode) )
        {
            e.src = '/adm/ad/injectAd.iframe.html';
            properNode.insertBefore(e, properNode.firstChild);
        }
        else if( isTrellix && !( properNode ) ) // Slap the ad eventhought there is no alocated slot
        {
            e.src = '/adm/ad/injectAd.iframe.html';
            e.style.cssFloat = 'none';
            var cdiv = document.createElement('div');
            cdiv.style = "width:300px;margin:10px auto;";
            cdiv.appendChild( e );
            b.insertBefore(cdiv, b.lastChild);
        }
        else if( !isBlokedByDomain( location.href ) )
        {
            var injF = document.createElement('iframe');
            injF.style.border = '0';
            injF.style.margin = 0;
            injF.style.display = 'block';
            injF.style.cssFloat = 'none';
            injF.style.height = '254px';
            injF.style.overflow = 'hidden';
            injF.style.padding = 0;
            injF.style.width = '300px';
            injF.src = '/adm/ad/injectAd.iframe.html';

            if( b && ( !isTrellix || ( typeof isTrellix == "undefined" ) ) ) // All other tripod props
            {
                var cdiv = document.createElement('div');
                cdiv.style = "width:300px;margin:10px auto;";
                cdiv.appendChild( injF );
                b.insertBefore(cdiv, b.lastChild);
            } 
        }
  }( document.isTrellix ));
}

</script>

<div id="tb_container" style="background:#DFDCCF; border-bottom:1px solid #393939; position:relative; z-index:999999999!important">
<!--form name="search" onSubmit="return searchit()" id='header_search' >
<input type="text" placeholder="Search" size=30 name="search2" value="">
<input type="button" value="Go!" onClick="searchit()">
</form>
<style>
form#header_search {
    width: 916px;
    margin: 0 auto 8px;
    position: relative;
}


form#header_search input {
    height: 40px;
    font-size: 14px;
    line-height: 40px;
    padding: 0 8px;
    box-sizing: border-box;
    background: #F4F2E9;
    border: 1px solid #BBB8B8;
    transition: background-color 300ms ease-out,
                color 300ms ease;
}

form#header_search input[type="text"] {
    width: 100%;
}
form#header_search input[type="text"]:focus {
    border-color: #A2D054;
    background-color: #fff;
    box-shadow: 0 0px 12px -4px #A2D054;
}



form#header_search input[type="button"] {
    position: absolute;
    top: 1px;
    right: 1px;
    opacity: 1;
    background: #DFDCCF;
    color: #463734;
    width: 125px;
    cursor: pointer;
    height: 38px;
    border: none;
}
form#header_search input[type="text"]:focus ~ input[type='button']:hover,
form#header_search input[type='button']:hover {
    background-color: #A5CE56;
    color: #fff;
}
form#header_search input[type="text"]:focus ~ input[type='button'] {
    background-color: #52AEDF;
    color: #fff;
}

</style>

<script>
function searchit(){
    
    // determine environment 
    var search_env 
    if (lycos_ad_www_server.indexOf(".pd.") > -1) {
       search_env = 'http://search51.pd.lycos.com/a/';
    } else if (lycos_ad_www_server.indexOf(".qa.") > -1) {
       search_env = 'http://search51.qa.lycos.com/a/';
    } else {
       search_env = 'http://search51.lycos.com/a/';
    }

var search_term = encodeURIComponent(document.search.search2.value)
var search_url = search_env+search_term;
window.open(search_url);

return false
}
</script-->
<style>
    .adCenterClass{margin:0 auto}
</style>
<div id="tb_ad" class="adCenterClass" style="display:block!important; overflow:hidden; width:916px;">

<div id="ad_container" style="display:block!important; float:left; width:728px ">
<script type="text/javascript">
if (typeof lycos_ad !== "undefined" && "leaderboard" in lycos_ad) {
  document.write(lycos_ad['leaderboard']);
}
</script>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<script type="text/javascript">
if (typeof lycos_ad !== "undefined" && "slider" in lycos_ad) {
  document.write(lycos_ad['slider']);
}
</script> <!-- added 7/22 -->
<div id="FooterAd" style="background:#DFDCCF; border-top:1px solid #393939; clear:both; display:none; width:100%!important; position:relative; z-index:999999!important; height:90px!important"> 
<div class="adCenterClass" style="display:block!important; overflow:hidden; width:916px;">
<div id="footerAd_container" style="display:block!important; float:left; width:728px">
<iframe id="lycosFooterAdiFrame" style="border:0; display:block; float:left; height:96px; overflow:hidden; padding:0; width:750px"></iframe>
</div>
</div>
</div>