Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of the canon characters. Any Original Characters (OC's), Altered Characters (AC's), and changes to the plot are my own to use. I will not receive monetary compensation for this work.

Author's Notes: See the end!

Reader's Notes: Alright, here's the lowdown. Mamoru knows he is Tuxedo Kamen from day one, and can transform at will even before Usagi becomes Sailor Moon. She and the girls are 14-15, while he and the guys are 16-17. I am putting Usagi and the girls in ninth grade however, and the guys will be in tenth or eleventh for this version of the story. This is set mid-April, just after the school year starts in Japan. Usagi turns 15 in June, so that will be included.

Yumiko and Kuri are fellow students that are shown in the manga/crystal for the first act, but are not shown in the anime. In Japan 1-6 grades are elementary; 7-9 grades are middle school; 10-12 grades are high school. Also, I turned Moto-Azabu into a boy/girl private school, just because it gives a few more interesting interactions.

Acknowledgements: Thanks as always to my beta and friend Astraearose-silvermoon. She looked this over for me and helped set me straight on a few things. You're amazing!

Chapter Theme Song:
Alesso - (We Could Be) Heroes

Source:
M – Act 1 – Usagi – Sailor Moon
1. Crybaby Usagi's Beautiful Transformation

Original Dark General: Jadeite
Original Youma: Morga

Happy Birthday to me... Happy Birthday to me... Happy Birthday Sailor Silver Ladybug... Happy Birthday to me...
So, for my birthday... You all get a new story!

The Complete Adventures of the Teenaged Senshi
Book One: The Dark Kingdom (Negaverse)
Episode One: Tsukino Usagi, Superhero?

Above her was a bright starry sky, filled with the amazing colors of different solar systems and the cloudy edges of the milky way. The heavens glowed with incredible lights and she could picture far-flung worlds. The planets of the solar system were spread out across the horizon, some looking tiny with distance.

She was running. There was a feeling of expectation coursing through her, a hopefulness that made her heart beat wildly in her chest. Feet hardly touching the ground, she raced through the silvery glow toward something wonderful. She could feel her feet touching the surface of the moon, a light glow visible in the reflection of the sun. Her white dress swished around her ankles as she saw a foot hidden in the shadows of the column.

'He's here,' she thought.

A white-gloved hand reached out and took hold of hers. The pearl bracelet on her wrist shimmered in the light as she smiled up at him. His thick dark hair covered one of his eyes as he pulled her in closer, tilting up her chin for a kiss. His lips came ever closer to hers and she breathed in, ready for...

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"Tsukino Usagi! Wake up right this minute, or no breakfast!"

Usagi blinked her eyes open and stared at the ceiling for a long moment. The dream was fading fast and she wanted to remember. There was such a feeling of love and contentment, but already she could hear the noises of cars passing and birds chirping at the sun. With a frown she snuggled deeper into her blankets, wishing she could go back to sleep and capture just a few more minutes with her dream hunk.

Usagi was a fourteen-year-old, almost fifteen, and as yet had not had the privilege of a first date or a first kiss, let alone a hug from a handsome guy. In fact, the only boy who had ever shown an interest in her at all was Umino, and she thought of him more like a brother. Instead of dating, she was stuck with middle school. Being in ninth grade wasn't so bad, except that she had Haruna-sensei for the second year in a row. Her friends often laughed at her because she had major klutz attacks, she wasn't the best student, and she tended to wail at the top of her voice when she was upset, which was often.

"Tsukino Usagi!" her mother hollered, "you are going to be late!"

Hearing her mother yell again, just as she was falling back to sleep, startled Usagi and she fell out of her bed. "Ahhh!" she yelled. "I'm late! Mom, why didn't you wake me up?" her voice was a loud wail that could have woken the dead as she rushed around her room to get ready.

Tsukino Ikuko stood at the bottom of the stairs, ready as always, for the first storm of the morning to rush past her. Shingo was the easiest to wake, but procrastinated until the very last minute, working on one of his many projects. "Shingo!" she shouted. "Time to go!" It was her second call to the boy, and she knew he would be rushing down the steps soon.

Sure enough her son, with his dirty blond hair looking a bit mussed and bright blue eyes open wide, came racing down moments later. She held out his lunch and received a kiss on the cheek and a "thanks" muffled by the toast he shoveled into his mouth as he passed.

The door closing behind a rushing Shingo made Ikuko scan her watch. It was about that time. She pulled in a deep breath. "Tsukino Usagi!" Ikuko screamed for what seemed the fifth time. "You are going to be late!"

This time she could hear the thump of her daughter falling out of bed and then hurried footsteps as the girl threw herself together in seconds flat. "Mom!" the girl screamed. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Ikuko couldn't resist a laugh. "I did. Several times. You said you were awake!"

"And you believed me?" the fourteen-year-old yelled incredulously down the stairs.

How Usagi managed to be ready in under a minute Ikuko would never understand, but her daughter was stumbling down the stairs before she could do more than grab her lunch and stand prepared. Usagi fell onto her rear three steps from the bottom and groaned, then stood back up and raced to Ikuko. Her blonde hair was up in two tiny buns with long streamers flowing down her back, almost seeming to fly behind her because of her speed. Her cerulean blue eyes were half closed, which meant she would probably be tripping and falling at least one more time before she reached her school.

"Usagi, are you alright?"

"No," she whimpered, clutching her bottom. "I'm not alright. That really hurt."

Ikuko chuckled, unable to stop herself as she watched her daughter rubbing her tender bottom. She held out the bento box she'd prepared.

"Thanks mom!" Usagi nearly shouted in her ear as she kissed her cheek. She raced by, almost missing her lunch. She turned back to grab it with a sheepish expression and a grin as Ikuko pressed a piece of toast into her mouth. "Love you!" the girl shouted through the mouthful of food, racing out the door and slamming it behind her.

"See you later. Please be careful, okay?"

Usagi didn't answer. She was already halfway down the street.

Ikuko frowned as she settled down with the newspaper. The crazy girl had left a dust cloud in her wake. Shaking her head she turned back to the full page article she had just opened, wishing that her daughter could be more like the infamous Sailor V, who probably never disobeyed her parents. After all, the girl was a superhero, wasn't she?

Sailor V however, seemed to have disappeared after her last major battle a few nights before. Ikuko had to wonder who she was and if she was alright. The poor girl couldn't be much older than her own daughter. She probably had family and friends she loved very much, and a life that was a bit overwhelming. Her poor parents must have been worried sick having a daughter that went out to fight crime.

With a sigh, Ikuko turned the page. The next article caught her interest as well. Some masked man in a tuxedo had been seen breaking into a large jewelry store. According to witnesses, it wasn't his first break-in, but he had never actually taken anything and no one seemed to know how he got in or out of any of the stores. He left no damage behind and never so much as touched any of the jewels.

"What is this world coming to?" she wondered aloud. Putting down the paper, she hollered up the stairs. "Haruki, you had better hurry up or you're going to be late!" She heard the slamming of a door and stood with the last lunch she had to hand out to a running child for the day.

Haruki, who was her nephew, tore past her with a kiss on the cheek and grabbed his lunch on the run while trying to adjust his uniform jacket. The red-haired teen took after his late father in many ways, with his bright hair and vivid green eyes that sparkled with mischief. "Bye Auntie Kuko!" he yelled as he fixed his shoes onto his feet and scrambled out the door, leaving it swinging as he raced down the street nearly as fast as Usagi had before him.

Shaking her head, Ikuko made her way to the door and closed it behind him, chuckling at the turn her life had taken. Once she had aspired to become a world famous war correspondent. Now her family had become her entire world and she was thankful her dreams hadn't turned out quite the way she'd expected. Sometimes unanswered prayers were the best things ever.

Humming quietly to herself she grabbed the basket sitting inside the laundry room and made her way up the stairs to fetch dirty clothes left by her kids and husband. She was happy in her world and only wished she could have a dozen more unruly children running around her house. She'd always wanted more children.

She was thankful to have her nephew living with them. He'd been a son to her ever since her twin sister and her brother-in-law had passed away in a car accident when Haruki was nearly eight. She wasn't sure she would have made it through losing Akiko if it hadn't been for the boy. Not to mention he'd come at a point when Ikuko had been at her lowest, having lost her nine-month old daughter Amaya to heart problems they'd never known were there only a few weeks before the accident.

Ikuko smiled as she gathered the laundry and continued to hum as she thanked the kami for showing her that her true purpose was being a mother. She didn't notice a few slightly silver hairs mixed in with the sunny gold on her daughter's pillow, or see the way the moon, which had not yet set in the morning sky, seemed to peep in the girl's window as though it had a secret to share. All was right with her world.

Even as she was dashing toward her school, Usagi noticed how bright the sky was, how warm the morning, and how the birds were chirping happily. A huge grin spread across her face as she ran, even when she stumbled over a curb. Crossing the street was always a hazard, but to someone like Tsukino Usagi, it was an absolute nightmare, though she didn't pay it much mind.

Still, she grumbled a little. "Why does morning have to come so early? I'm still sleepy." She really hadn't wanted to leave her lovely dream.

Humming a tune under her breath, Usagi came around a corner, nearly skipping now as she went past the arcade and several clothing stores. She noticed a new anime design and wondered if she had ever watched a show about Sailor V. Since she'd never heard of it, she shrugged and hurried by.

It wasn't until she was nearly at school that she heard the yowling of a cat in distress. Turning a corner, she saw several young boys pestering a small black cat, who looked hardly more than a kitten. In the light of the sun her fur had an almost purple tinge to it. She was being held by one of the boys, and from where Usagi was, she could see that there were band-aids covering her forehead, matting down the fur.

"Hey!" she called out, appalled. "What are you doing?" Racing toward the boys, she stepped in and took the cat. "Just because she can't talk, doesn't mean she doesn't have feelings," Usagi scolded.

The boys, who looked chastened, backed away and, as soon as her attention turned back to the cat, they took off running. Usagi was too busy to chase after them. It took her a moment to assess the damage. It looked as though the cat would be alright, though it was going to be painful to remove the sticky bandages from her fur.

Shaking her head sorrowfully, Usagi began murmuring to the feline as she worked. "I'm so sorry pretty kitty," she said softly. "I don't think they really meant to hurt you. They don't have fur, so they wouldn't know what it feels like to have it pulled." The cat yowled as the first band-aid came off. "Shh," Usagi whispered. "It's alright. I'm halfway there. Poor little thing."

Once the job was done, Usagi held the cat out at arms length to make sure she hadn't missed anything. "Good as new," she murmured, setting the feline on the ground. "Maybe you should stay up high where little boys can't reach you. Poor thing," she said again. Then she glanced at her watch and gasped. "I'm going to be late for school."

Usagi turned to leave, unaware that the cat had moved as soon as she did, and when she took a step it was, unfortunately, right onto the cat's tail. She fell with an "oomph," and let out a wail. Her palms and knees were scraped now, and her bow looked a mess. The kitty looked like she might cry. Without thinking, Usagi grabbed her and kissed her nose, earning herself a swipe with a pawful of claws for her impertinence.

"Sorry," she said, her voice half whine. Putting the cat back down, Usagi stood and brushed herself off, then remembering where she was headed, and what time it was, took off running with a wail. "I'm late! I'm gonna get in so much trouble."

Chiba Mamoru shook his head as he slipped his shoes on. He had been out late the night before, again. When he wasn't dreaming of his princess he was trying to find her Silver Crystal. It seemed like it was a never ending task. He had no idea what he was actually looking for, and he was always so tired.

After grabbing his bag, he slung his red school blazer over his shoulder and headed out the door. He had to hurry if he wanted a cup of coffee before school. His friend Motoki usually had one waiting at the arcade, but if he didn't make it in time, they wouldn't be able to walk together. He rushed out the door and straight to the elevator, walking as quickly as he could.

A few minutes later he was walking rapidly down an alleyway that led to the Crown when he noticed a white cat in the arms of a young girl. Something seemed strangely familiar about the pair, but he shook his head and hurried away. He didn't want to miss his coffee... er, his friend Motoki.

As soon as he left the alley he saw Motoki standing across the street, two coffee cups in his hands. "Toki!" he shouted. "I made it." He raced across the street, mindful of the cars, and reached his friend's side.

"That's twice in one week you've been late," Motoki muttered. "You're never like this."

"Sorry. I woke up late," Mamoru said with a shrug, taking the coffee Motoki held out.

"Well don't do it again," Motoki muttered. "I want a chance to see Reika before assembly."

Mamoru smiled and nodded. He was going to have to limit his searching. He needed to be able to lead a normal life too, and the last thing he wanted was to upset his best, and possibly only, friend. "Sorry. Won't happen again," he promised. He would just have to search through stores while they were open. It was the only thing that made sense.

The school bells rang just as Usagi made it through the gate of Juuban Middle School. "Oh kami, I'm late!" she whined. Usagi raced up the steps, tore open the door, and ran down the hallway to the lockers, trying to take her shoes off as she went. She changed into her slippers and hurried through the classroom door.

"Tsukino Usagi! Are you late again?" Haruna-sensei yelled as she came into the classroom panting. "Go stand in the hall!" The red-haired teacher pointed imperiously back through the door.

Slumping, Usagi turned and went back out. 'This sucks,' she thought to herself. 'How could she make someone as sweet and innocent as me stand in the hall?' Then she sighed, 'It's not fair. It's not my fault all the other kids get to school on time.'

Her stomach was growling. She'd only had a single piece of toast. Realizing it was a perfect opportunity to sneak some of her lunch a bit early, she giggled and opened her bento box. The second she went to open it however, she sensed the looming presence of her teacher.

"What are you doing?" Haruna-sensei asked, hands on her hips. "This kind of attitude is exactly why you're failing two classes!"

Usagi stared at the paper her teacher held out in horror. "Only thirty percent?" she whimpered. Her mother was going to kill her!

Mamoru frowned, looking through the paper. There was a sale at the OSA-P Jewelry store. He hadn't checked there yet and wondered if it might be his chance. He would have to swing by after school. It meant he would have to abandon his study group, but he would do it for his dream princess.

Looking around at the other students at Moto-Azabu, he shook his head. None of them were stuck with dreams of a girl who needed to be saved. It was frustrating. He had been seeing the princess in his dreams since his parents died, but only recently had she started begging for the Silver Crystal. She had been the only constant in his life since he'd woken in the hospital, and he would do anything for her, but he couldn't find this Ginzuishou, and he had no real idea where to look.

"You are far too serious, my friend," Motoki said, settling into the seat next to him.

"What?" Mamoru asked, caught off guard. He hadn't seen his friend approaching.

"What you need," Motoki went on, ignoring his question, "is a little bit of fun. Maybe actually take out one of those girls who are always asking you on a date."

Mamoru shook his head at his friend. "You know why I won't do that," he huffed. None of those girls liked Mamoru for himself. They only cared because he'd gotten a portion of his inheritance when he'd turned sixteen. Being a bit stupid he'd gotten a sports car and a motorcycle. After that girls had been asking him out non-stop.

"Then take out a girl who doesn't give a damn about your money," Motoki muttered.

"Have to find one first. Where's Reika?" He asked, changing the subject.

"In talking to the archeology teacher. I still can't believe she'll be gone for a month. It's going to suck."

"Don't worry Toki. You're always so busy at the arcade. Maybe you can pick up extra shifts while she's gone. Save up for a special date."

"Hey, that's a good idea," Motoki said. "Plus the kids that come in there keep me smiling. I'll talk to my dad. Now, back to getting you a date..."

Mamoru snorted. "Not happening. These girls don't seem to care how I act. I've yelled at them and they just keep coming back for more, acting like it's just fine that I don't want them around me."

Laughing, Motoki threw a piece of cheese at him. "I bet you'll marry the first girl who yells back," he said, slapping his thigh.

Mamoru glared, then mumbled, "maybe I will," under his breath.

When lunch came, Usagi sat slumped and sad as Naru tried to cheer her up. "I still can't believe you did that Usagi," she said, shaking her head. "I don't know why you were even trying to eat your lunch in the hall."

"You know I don't have any self-control," Usagi whined. She noticed Umino approaching and groaned. "What do you want to bet he's going to ask how we did on our tests?" she asked glumly. Sure enough, that was the first question out of his mouth. After a moment holding up his own test paper, which held a ninety-five, Usagi slumped further, putting her head on her knees. "Ugh!" she groaned.

A couple others joined them on the benches as they began to eat. Kuri and Yumiko were both in their class, and while they weren't good friends, Usagi liked both of them. She waved as they sat and both girls launched into a conversation.

"Did you hear Sailor V made another appearance a few nights ago?" Yumiko asked.

"I did, but then everyone says she went missing," Kuri said. The girl shrugged her shoulders. "I heard she caught a jewelry thief this time."

"Wow, that's amazing," Usagi said, wondering who Sailor V was. She'd assumed it was an anime, but it sounded like she was a real person. "Who is Sailor V?" she asked.

"Sailor V is a costumed crime fighter," Umino said importantly. "She's been fighting evil in this part of town. Rumor has it she works for the elite police force special investigation unit. But she hasn't checked in since her last mission."

"Wow. I didn't know there was someone like that out there. That's pretty cool."

"I love jewelry," Kuri admitted. "I guess I can understand why someone would want to steal it. But did you know there's a masked man out there who has broken into nearly every jewelry store in the area and hasn't taken a single thing?"

"Weird," Usagi muttered. Then she grinned. "I would love to have a diamond ring."

"I want ruby earrings," Naru said.

"Emerald necklace," Yumiko giggled.

"Sapphire bracelet," Kuri laughed, "and an anklet to match."

Naru coughed. "I uh, just remembered. A sale started yesterday at our jewelry store. You should all come with me and check it out."

"Yes!" all three of the other girls screamed.

Umino backed away, looking terrified, which made Usagi and the others laugh.

"Have we been able to make any progress in locating the legendary Silver Crystal yet?" Queen Beryl asked, her voice echoing across the chamber. The vast, vaulted ceiling of the massive cave echoed the words back, making Jadeite shiver.

Many stood before the queen, bowing. "No my queen," they answered.

"Find it," she snapped. "And remember, our great ruler Metalia is in need of more energy. Until we find the Silver Crystal, send out Youma to replenish it. We will provide our Great Ruler with pathetic human energy instead."

Sensing his chance, Jadeite stepped forward. "Queen Beryl, please allow me the honor of this mission," he said. "My Youma, Morga, is already preparing to gather human energy. She is set up within a human store in Tokyo."

"I'll leave it up to you then Jadeite. Go now, and do not fail me."

Walking into OSA-P Jewelry, Usagi paused in shock. "There are so many people here," she whispered. Naru's mother stood in the midst of the crowd, thanking people for coming and giving them special sale prices.

"Your mom is really getting into the whole sale thing," Yuri said softly, peeping over Naru's shoulder.

"Maybe she's trying to be more business oriented," Usagi suggested.

"Oh hi Naru!" her mother called, seeing them. "I'm so glad you've brought all your friends. There is a special discount just for you."

She went behind the counter and started showing them some of the jewelry, telling them how much it cost, but Usagi's eyes were drawn to a pendant made from moonstone that was shaped like a crescent moon. It had a second piece snugged inside the curve of the moon that was a dark blue stone, though she wasn't sure what type. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen however and something inside her told her to buy it.

Unfortunately it wasn't part of the sale, and even if it had been... Usagi sighed. With her most recent test score there was no way her parents would buy it for her. She had already spent her allowance. She slunk out of the jewelry store, pulling out the failed test. 'Oh if only I had studied more,' she thought. She would just have to save her money and go back when she could afford it.

Crumbling the paper she threw it over her head. 'Humph,' she thought. 'Good riddance.'

"Watch where you're throwing things, Odango Atama," came a male's voice behind her. She turned to see a young man standing there, wearing a red blazer from the local private school.

"Huh?" She blushed. "Sorry."

"Thirty percent?" the teenager asked after opening her test. "Looks like you should study more Odango Atama."

"That's none of your business you jerk!" Usagi yelled, reaching out and snatching the test from him, sticking her tongue out.

She turned away, then paused and turned back to look at him one more time, her eyes scanning him for a long moment. Something about him seemed so... familiar. Muttering under her breath she began to walk, then realized she had forgotten her bag and reached for it, unable to take her eyes off him as she did. There was just something that pulled to her. Still, she had her pride.

"Humph," she said aloud, turning away, hair swinging. She marched away as fast as she could and tried to ignore the urge to throw herself at the boy. He was ridiculous anyway, teasing her like that. There was no reason for her to want to cry and cling to him. None at all!

Mamoru stared after the girl, wondering why she'd made him feel so strange. There was a warmth in his chest when he'd looked at her. He grinned. She hadn't simpered and acted like it was okay for him to be a jerk either. It made him feel a bit more human to have someone treat him normally.

Putting the girl out of his mind, he turned and looked back at OSA-P. It looked like there were hundreds of middle aged women and teenaged girls racing back and forth through the store, pushing and shoving to get at the jewelry. There was just no way for him to go in there unnoticed.

'I'll come back after they close,' he thought. It made more sense anyway. The last thing he needed was to be associated with jewelry stores when his alter-ego had been searching through them for weeks. He sighed and turned away, headed for his apartment.

Thankfully it wasn't long before he was inside, his shoes off, sitting on his couch with a cup of hot coffee in his hands. He had a lot to think about. His dream princess had seemed almost frantic the night before, covering her face and weeping as she'd begged him to find the Maboroshi no Ginzuishou. The Silver Crystal. What was it exactly, and what did it do?

He'd been on this strange new quest for weeks. Something had come over him at the end of one of his dreams. A warm feeling in his chest that hadn't gone away. It had been around three in the morning and, feeling odd, he had gone to stand out on his balcony to cool himself down. When he'd started thinking of the dream, a rose had appeared in his hand and his pajamas had disappeared, replaced with a black tuxedo, a top hat, domino mask, and a frigging cape with a bright red inner lining.

Was he a hero? Was he supposed to do something with the Silver Crystal? He didn't know what to think. He'd discovered several things in his changed form. He had the ability to run faster, jump supernaturally high, and his injuries healed much more quickly than they ever had before. Maybe there were other things he could do as well, but he hadn't yet discovered them. The last thing he wanted was to try and fly and suddenly fall off a tall building and die. It would be cool to fly though, he thought. Very cool.

Deciding it was time to actually get something constructive done, Mamoru put his coffee aside and opened his bag, pulling out his homework. At the very least, he could get that done. His mind returned to the little blonde he had seen in front of the jewelry store and he chuckled. He would bet she was at that very moment trying to find a way to avoid doing her own homework.

Jadeite was frustrated. The Youma wasn't gathering energy quickly enough. The last thing he wanted was to be punished during his first assignment. He paced back and forth across the chamber he shared with three other Dark Generals. They were, at the moment, the only ones who were active. They were also close, friends even, which was rather unusual for those who served the Negaverse. Others had remarked on it, but the queen had only smiled and said it was the way they were meant to be.

He wondered at that. He'd gotten the sense, long before, that the queen was searching for another general to lead the four of them. And at times he felt as though someone was missing from their number. Still, whatever the reason, he and the others had always had a bond of sorts. Brothers-in-arms.

A sound startled him and Jadeite turned, seeing his brother Zoicite enter the chamber. It was a large room filled with chairs and books and the leavings of four men who were nearly constantly planning schemes or creating Youma to gather energy for the Great Ruler, Metalia.

"The queen seems pleased with your progress," Zoicite told him.

Jadeite sighed in relief. He was grateful the others had helped him design Morga. It was his first solo mission and he wanted to succeed. The other option didn't sit well with him. They'd all been shown what happened to those who failed. He shuddered at the memory.

The Endless Slumber, which was an intentional misnomer, kept the prisoner in stasis. Unable to move, or even breathe, they were alive and aware the entire time they were held within the clear chamber. They could not age, access their magic, or escape. It was the most hideous torture imaginable. Far worse than the crystal coffins used to put one under Metalia's spell. The act of not breathing sometimes made he prisoner go mad.

"She needs to draw more," was all he said.

"Tell her so," Zoicite encouraged. "Like we showed you."

Jadeite sent out his thoughts to his Youma. :Morga, you need to collect more energy. More.:

:Yes Master.: Morga's mental voice returned. :I will not fail you.:

Jadeite sighed and turned back to his brother. "It is done."

His brother nodded. "Kunzite is working on another," he said. "This one should be ready soon. With a little help from Nephrite, the fortune teller Youma will be ready."

Usagi was passing the arcade when she noticed a flyer advertising a Sailor V video game. She was surprised they'd already turned the girl into a game. Especially considering she'd never even heard of her before. She stared at the flier for a long time.

The girl was pretty, she supposed. She wore what looked like an altered school uniform with a dark blue skirt and white top and had a bright red bow and a golden button. She had a red mask on and a big red bow in her hair. There were long white gloves on her arms too. The girl even had blue high heels on. She looked so cool.

Usagi wondered what it would be like to be a superhero like Sailor V. She probably had no tests to worry about and she would bet taking down all the bad guys had to feel pretty awesome. She sighed. "Compared to all that, I'm nothing."

She wanted to go into the arcade and see if Motoki was working. He had showed her a racing game she really enjoyed and he was very cute with blond hair and bright green eyes. She had a bit of a crush on him, but he had a girlfriend. She sighed and bit her bottom lip indecisively. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to spend a few minutes in the Crown. Who knew if her mother would ground her again.

That thought decided her and Usagi stepped closer to the doors and went inside. Motoki looked up and waved the moment the doors closed behind her. She waved back, happy to see him. "Hey Motoki-oni-san!"

"Hey Usagi-chan. Did you come to play the new game?"

"New game?" Usagi asked, excited now. "What is it?"

"You were just looking at the sign. Sailor V. They made her into a video game."

Usagi jumped up and down and reached into her pocket for money to exchange for game tokens. "Will you show me?" she asked.

"Sure."

Usagi spent the next twenty minutes learning the game. Motoki gave her an odd look after she had beaten the fifth level. She stuck her tongue out of the corner of her mouth, biting down on it to aid her concentration. The bell rang to indicate someone had come into the arcade. Motoki made a startled sound and Usagi turned away from the machine, hearing the death tones of the heroine as she did.

Standing in the doorway was the little black cat Usagi had seen that morning. She looked a little better though. "It's the cat with the crescent bald spot," she murmured.

"You know her?" Motoki asked.

"Some mean boys were picking on her this morning," Usagi explained. "I thought I saw her several times today though," she admitted. "Hi pretty kitty," she added when the small feline touched her fingertips with her nose. "You're so soft," she added, petting the cat's head.

"I've been seeing this cat for a few days," Motoki told her. "I've been giving her milk."

"That's nice of you," Usagi said, still distracted by the cat, who had jumped into her lap.

Several teens came into the arcade and Motoki moved away from her to tell them all about the new Sailor V game and see if they wanted anything to eat or drink. He was pretty good about making sure everyone got what they wanted or needed. Even it was only advice.

The phone rang and Unazuki, Motoki's little sister, called out to Usagi that she needed to get home. Usagi sighed, set the cat down, waved to Una and Toki, and hurried out of the arcade. She didn't want to face the music, but she knew it was time.

Luna had been following the little blonde named Usagi all day. From the moment the girl had helped her with the bandages those mean boys had put on her head, Luna had sensed something about the girl. She felt drawn to her. It wasn't going to be an easy thing, turning Usagi into a superhero. She'd seen how late the girl was for school. And her test score...

Shaking her head in worry, she followed the girl until she stopped and stared at Sailor V. There was just something about her that drew Luna. Tsukino Usagi. Rabbit of the moon. It had to mean something. Nodding her head in determination, she decided to continue following her. There were Youma to fight and the girl needed to be awakened.

It didn't sit well with her to send children into battle. This girl wasn't quite fifteen yet, and she was sure the others were near the same age. But Central had told her in no uncertain terms to wake the blonde. She needed to learn, and quickly, how to defend herself, and the people of the city.

Luna couldn't remember much from her previous life. She'd woken weeks before with a communicator in her paw and the shattered remains of a stasis pod around her. She remembered a male of her kind, white with the same crescent mark on his head, and for some reason she felt drawn to him, but she couldn't even remember his name or why he was so special to her.

"Find the Senshi," she reminded herself. "Only when all the Senshi are found can they protect the princess." She nodded her head and ran after Usagi, who had entered the arcade. She'd heard the girl muttering and wondered if she could possibly be ready for what was to come.

Less than half an hour later, after several minutes of cuddles, Luna was following Usagi home.

Mamoru had finished his homework and eaten a solitary dinner. He stared around his apartment and stood. "Maybe I should go back out," he thought aloud. "It wouldn't hurt to take another look at that jewelry store now that it's almost time for it to close. I could transform and watch from the shadows."

He grabbed his keys and made his way out of the apartment. He had to find the Silver Crystal for the princess. Whatever it was, she needed it.

The trip to the store wasn't long, even walking. Mamoru snorted. It really had been stupid of him to buy the sports car. He almost never used it. When he'd gotten it he'd had this fantasy of taking a girl out. Then reality had smacked him in the face. None of the girls he saw were actually interested in him. They only cared about his money. Which sucked. It wasn't like he had a lot to work with anyway.

He lived carefully on a budget, supplementing his income with modelling, because it paid handsomely. He was saving his money though. He wanted to be a doctor, and that meant many years of college. College was expensive. Though his lawyer hadn't given him exact figures, Mamoru was sure he would have to be careful if he was to make it through all those years of schooling. So he scrimped and saved and made sure most of his money was put away for a few years down the line, when he would really need it.

Still, it would be nice to go out with a girl. One who actually liked him. Mamoru. Not his stupid car. Maybe he should just sell it. He shook his head.

"Pay attention Chiba," he growled. He was getting closer to the jewelry store and the last thing he needed was to be seen. He looked around for a handy place to transform.

"Oh, Usagi," Ikuko called, peeping in from the kitchen. "You're home late."

"Yeah, sorry. Naru's mother is having a sale and Naru asked us all to go look," Usagi said, still feeling dejected. "Where are Shingo and Haruki?"

"Haruki is finishing his homework and Shingo had soccer practice. Are you trying to distract me? I ran into Umino so I know your tests came back today. He said he got a ninety-five."

'Umino,' Usagi grumbled mentally. He loved to brag about his grades.

"So what did you get on your test Usagi?"

Sighing dejectedly, Usagi pulled out her test paper and handed it over.

"Usagi!" her mother yelled. "Stop bringing home grades like this. You know the rule. Outside!" She grabbed Usagi by the shoulder and pushed her out onto the porch, slamming the door behind her.

"But Mom!" Usagi yelled, banging her fist on the door.

"I don't want to hear another word Usagi!" Ikuko shouted.

"Hey Usagi, what did you do this time?" Shingo asked, coming up behind her. "My sister, the total loser," he said sticking his tongue out at her."

"How dare you!" Usagi yelled as he hurried through the door. She kicked it after him then screamed in pain. "Ow! Ow, ow, ow!"

A few minutes later her cousin appeared at the door with a sandwich and carrots. "You really pissed off Auntie Kuko this time," he whispered. "Here's your dinner."

"Carrots!" Usagi wailed. "How could she!"

As soon as Haruki was gone, she turned and sat on the steps, crying loudly about the injustice of gross orange carrots being forced onto the sweetest girl on the planet, but no one came out to give her something different, so she ate her sandwich, and then because she was hungry, ate the carrots too. There was a tapping on the window behind her and she turned to see Shingo teasing her with his yummy dinner. Big fat tears fell down her cheeks. It was all so unfair!

Tuxedo Kamen made his way from the rooftop of a building across OSA-P to a small section accessible through an upper window. He was lost in thought about the Princess. He didn't know how to find and retrieve the Silver Crystal, but it was clear that she needed it. When he got to a place where he could see down into the sales floor he paused and retreated into the shadows. There were still people in the store. He would have to wait until they were gone.

He wondered what he should do if anyone tried to stop him. It wasn't like running and jumping or pretty flowers could help him in a fight. He sighed. He was out of his element. Why had the princess chosen him? He wasn't worthy of her, or of the quest. It seemed as though he was all she had however, so he would do his best.

He wished he could go back to his ordinary and rather boring life. Wished he could find a girl who would talk to him like a person and not simper around him. Someone who could see him for who he was. His mind flashed back to the girl who had thrown her test and then called him a jerk for teasing her. He smiled. He wouldn't mind running into her again.

Usagi sighed and threw herself down on her bed. It wasn't fair that she didn't get a delicious dinner with the others. She wanted all the yummy food too. She huffed. Sometimes life sucked.

"I don't feel like doing my homework," she muttered.

Her mind turned to the boy she'd seen earlier that afternoon. "Jerk," she muttered. He'd had no right to tease her or call her names. "I'll show him."

A yawn crept out and Usagi fell asleep. Her mind raced as she was suddenly in another world, fighting what looked to be a dinosaur, or maybe a dragon, alongside Sailor V. "I could be a superhero," she told the other girl.

"Not without the Silver Crystal," the sailor-suited heroine told her.

"What's the Silver Crystal?"

"It's-"

The door of her window slammed closed, startling Usagi who sat up and stared. "It's the cat with the bald spot," she said, wondering how the feline had gotten through her window, or up to it for that matter.

"This isn't a bald spot," the cat grumbled.

"You're a cat," Usagi said, feeling very worried now.

"I know," the cat answered primly.

"Cats can't talk. Nope."

The cat sighed, then cleared her throat importantly. "Usagi, my name is Luna. I've been looking for you for a very long time. Uh, thank you for saving me today, and taking off those bandages. I thought I was done for when those kids put them on me. I think they dulled my sensory powers and I wasn't sure how to get them off. At least it led me to you."

Usagi, who was feeling very nervous, made a decision. "Just a dream," she whispered to herself. "This is just a dream." She lay back down and closed her eyes.

"Hey!" Luna looked annoyed. "This isn't a dream. I'm really here." When Usagi didn't immediately get up, Luna reached out and scratched her.

"Ow!" Usagi said, sitting up and glaring. "What did you do that for?"

"This isn't a dream," Luna repeated.

Usagi sighed and looked at the cat. It seemed like an ordinary cat. Nothing special except the bald spot. "Can all cats talk?" she asked.

"No. Just me and one other, and I don't know where he is." Luna shook her head. "I need your help Usagi. I have something for you."

"A present?" Usagi asked, excited now. "Really? For me?"

Luna sighed. "It isn't a toy Usagi," she said softly. "This is your transformation aid. This brooch," she did a backflip in the air and a golden brooch with four round, colored stones around the edges appeared on the bed in front of Usagi, "will help you become a Senshi."

Usagi wasn't listening though. As soon as she had seen the brooch she'd snatched it up. When it hit her palm she felt a warm tingling sensation. She hurried over to look in her mirror as she attached it to the bow on her chest. "It's so pretty," she exclaimed. "I love it. Hey!"

Usagi was surprised. The brooch had suddenly started to glow where it sat on her ribbon. Usagi reached up for it, but her arms didn't move the way she expected them to. They were pulled out, stretched gently. Bright pink and silver light covered her skin and her clothing melted away. Long fuchsia ribbons came speeding out of the brooch and began covering her, forming into a fuku with a dark blue skirt, a pair of bright-red knee-high boots, long white gloves with red trim and even a choker around her neck. She felt earrings form in her earlobes and something appeared in her hair. In her hand was a white mask. There seemed to be a hint of melody and she felt herself becoming stronger as the warm light rushed through her.

"What just happened?" she asked the moment her feet touched her floor again.

"You are -." Luna cut off when Usagi lifted her hand.

There was screaming. She could hear it through the hair pieces. She lifted the mask instinctively and watched and listened as Naru cried out as her mother suddenly began to change before her eyes, growing sharp teeth and an evil look.

"Naru," she breathed.

What happened next was pure instinct. She snatched up the cat, opened her window, stepped onto the balcony, and resting one hand on the rail, leapt over the edge. Her boots made no sound landing on the grass. Luna climbed up to her shoulder as she ran, her feet moving faster than they ever had on her morning dashes to school. Panic swept through her, giving her the power to move as fast as the wind. She couldn't lose Naru.

Naru looked around the store as she wiped the counters, and began to feel a little uneasy. It seemed like all the customers were getting weak and fainting. "Mom," she said, worried.

"What is it?" the woman asked, not turning away from the counter. She was holding something. It was nearly a foot long and about two inches in diameter. A glowing red rod of some kind. It was getting brighter and brighter. Naru had a hard time tearing her eyes away from it and when she looked back up her mother was changing in front of her eyes. Sharp teeth appeared in her mouth and her eyes grew shadowed and evil.

"You aren't my mother," Naru whispered, terrified. "Where is my mother?" she shouted.

"Well I'll just have to take care of you," the imposter said, laughing. "Can't have any witnesses." She began moving toward Naru, who backed away instinctively.

"Stay away from me!" Naru shouted.

The woman snatched her up by the throat, lifting her feet off the floor. Naru tried to scream, tried to fight, her legs kicking weakly as she tried to dislodge the hand from her throat, but there was nothing she could do. She gasped for breath and tried again to scream, the sound that came out not nearly loud enough to bring anyone who might help her. Her vision started to go grey and Naru prayed someone would appear who could help her.

Tuxedo Kamen was in near panic. He'd been lost in thought when he'd heard a choked scream. He had turned and was now staring down at a short red-haired girl who was being held by the throat. The other woman was changing in front of his eyes. She was one of those monsters! He didn't know what to do. He had no way to fight her.

A cane appeared in his hand as though some magic spirit had placed it there, but there was nothing he could possibly do with it. Then he heard it. A voice full of anger and determination.

"Get your hands off of Naru!" a girl shouted. She had long blonde hair pulled up in two buns, one on either side of her head. Long waterfalls of gold fell from the buns trailing past the girl's knees. She reminded him a little of Sailor V, who he had seen fighting one night a week before. She was wearing different clothing however and her looks were just a little different.

Tuxedo Kamen felt drawn to her. There was a heat in his chest as he looked at the small blonde heroine, and he knew instinctively that's what she was. Even seeing her brought about feelings of being complete for the first time in his life. He shook his head and watched her battle the Youma, wishing he knew how to help her.

She had no clue what she was doing, or how. Racing through the night towards her friend, she found herself in the jewelry store within the space of a few short minutes. Naru's face was turning purple and the thing that held her was very obviously not Osaka Nozomi. Luna had told her along the way that the creature was something called a Youma.

"Get your hands off Naru!" she shouted, angry that her friend looked like she was about to pass out.

Naru's eyes widened as she stared at her, but by that point the Youma had turned. "Who are you?" the creature asked.

"Me?" she asked, confused. Then she looked down at herself. She was standing in a patch of moonlight. Something made her turn and look and a smile crossed over her face. "I'm Sailor Moon."

"Never heard of you," the Youma said.

She rolled her eyes. Of course the monster hadn't heard of her. She'd just transformed for the first time. "Let her go!" she demanded.

The Youma instantly dropped Naru, who fell like a pile of bricks landing hard on the floor, and turned to the newly dubbed Sailor Moon. "You seem to have an abundance of energy," she said softly. Instinctively Sailor Moon took a step back, which made the Youma laugh. "My new slaves will deal with you." She lifted the red tube and a moment later the women who had been lying passed out on the floor got to their feet and started walking towards Sailor Moon, looking somewhat like the zombies she had seen in scary movies with her cousin and brother.

The Youma threw something as well. The attack came her way, knocking Sailor Moon to the ground. She fell and scraped her knees.

"This really isn't a dream," she muttered, half disbelieving. Tears fell. This wasn't right. She was no superhero. She was just an ordinary girl. An incredibly stupid ordinary girl with no idea what she was doing. Everything grew in her mind until she was overwhelmed. "I want to go home!" she wailed. "Wahhh!"

Something happened that Sailor Moon, and even Luna, could not have predicted. The red hair-pieces that had appeared in front of her buns glowed slightly. The sound of her distress was amplified by the innocuous looking items and grew, reverberating off the walls. She closed her eyes and cried.

"You have to fight! Now's your chance!" A male voice came from the shadows above. Sailor Moon looked up and saw a young man wearing a tuxedo and cape with a top-hat resting on thick black hair. He had a white domino mask covering his eyes but Sailor Moon could just see the dark blue glittering in the light. She nodded to him and turned to the Youma.

"How do I fight?" she asked, suddenly confused.

Luna looked almost as confused as she felt, then lifted a paw to her forehead. "Your tiara," she hissed. "Usagi, throw your tiara."

Raising an eyebrow, Sailor Moon lifted her hand to her forehead and lifted the tiara into her hands. As soon as her fingers closed over the warm metal it began to heat under her fingertips. Instinct and magic pulled her into what felt almost like a dance as she charged the magical item. "Moon Tiara Action!" A second later she had released it. The discus flew with great speed toward the Youma, who dodged it, lifting the glowing red cylinder.

Naru looked like she was passed out on the floor. The red cylinder was getting brighter and brighter and Sailor Moon could see ribbons of energy draining from her friend and the other women. She had to end this! As soon as her tiara came back to her she launched it again, this time not screaming her attack. The Youma was distracted by a rose landing at her feet. She looked at it and sneered, failing to notice the danger. When she heard the whistle of the tiara's approach she lifted her hands but it was too late. The tiara cut through the red tube and right through the Youma.

For a long second Sailor Moon stared in horror as the Youma disintegrated into dust. She blinked, then raced to Naru's side, worried. She shook the girl.

"You did well tonight Sailor Moon," a calm male voice came from above. She turned to see the man in the tuxedo smiling down at her. For several long seconds they stared at one another. Sailor Moon felt as though the man was somehow familiar. She had to fight not to run to him and throw herself into his arms. Shivering, she kept her eyes trained on him as he continued.

"I didn't find the Silver Crystal but I think I've found something just as incredible. I will remember you," he said. Then he disappeared through the window and out into the night, his form blocking the moonlight for a long minute.

Sailor Moon stared after him in awe until Naru groaned. She held her hands over her friend, not sure what to do. Luna reached her then. "We have to go Usagi-chan," the cat murmured. "I hear sirens. Help will be here soon."

"Are you sure?" Sailor Moon asked. "I don't want to leave her. She's my best friend."

"The only way you can protect her is to stay away," Luna said, and her voice was filled with sadness. "Come on Usagi. Let's go."

Naru opened her eyes as soon as Sailor Moon and the black cat turned away. She stared at the little hero, hardly able to believe what she had just heard. Sailor Moon was Usagi. Her best friend in the entire world. Usagi was a superhero, just like Sailor V. It was incredible, but she didn't know what to do. The little cat had said Naru would be in danger because she knew Usagi.

It was worth the risk.

She watched as the patrons began to rise from the places they'd fallen when the Youma disappeared. She hadn't seen exactly what happened, but from where she lay she saw a pile of dust on the ground just behind the counter. Her mother would not be happy.

"Mom," she whispered, looking around. Where was her mother?

"No sudden movements!" came a voice as several officers entered the store. "Everyone just stay still. What was the cause of this?" The officer who had spoken was a tall male who had an air of authority around him.

"It was one of those monster things," Naru tried to explain. "A girl destroyed it. She called herself Sailor Moon." She wasn't about to tell them the real identity of the hero. She would do whatever it took to protect her best friend. Whatever it took!

"I'm Officer Takahashi," the officer said, coming over and giving her a hand so she could climb to her feet. "Are you alright?" he asked.

"My mother," Naru said, panic rising again. "That monster was impersonating my mother. I don't know where she is."

"Here!" called a female officer, pulling on the door to the basement. "This lock has been jimmied."

Naru ran to the door after the officer, and quickly down the stairs. At the bottom, tied hand and foot, was her mother. She had streaks of mascara running down her cheeks as though she had been crying. When she saw Naru, she slumped, looking relieved.

"I'm Officer Sato," the female officer said, bending to begin untying Osaka Nozomi. "Everything is alright now. Your daughter is safe."

"Thank you," Naru's mother moaned the moment the gag was removed from her mouth. "Thank you for saving my daughter."

"I'm afraid it wasn't us," Officer Takahashi said, his boots thumping on the stairs as he made his way down. "It was a girl called Sailor Moon. I think we need to have you looked at by one of the paramedics. How long have you been down here? Have you had any food or water?"

Naru ignored both officers as her mother's arms were freed and launched herself into them, tears streaming down her cheeks. She had been so worried. Sailor Moon had saved her, but it was the police who had found her mother. She was very grateful.

Sailor V stood on the roof of a building across from the jewelry store, staring down into the sales floor and the police and paramedics who swarmed the area. She shook her head. She had gotten there halfway through the battle. Artemis had ordered her not to help. It had been hard, fighting that instinct. That was her princess down there. The very girl she was bound to protect and love. Her friend in another life.

"We have to do this Minako," Artemis said from his perch on her shoulder.

She sighed. She had watched the tuxedoed man leave already, as well as Sailor Moon and Luna. "She was so close," Minako murmured. "I could have gone down there and given her a hug. Told her everything would be alright. I could have fought at her side. She was never supposed to be a Senshi."

"I know. She needs this Minako. She has to learn her powers and how to rely on herself. Even now she will have some access to the Crystal."

"Who is the masked man?" Minako asked. "I don't recognize him."

Artemis sighed. "The glamour works then. I had hoped it would. That Minako, is the Prince. Don't worry. He will protect her."

Shock coursed through her. "He's found her already?" she asked.

"Not truly. Not yet. But they have met, and so it begins. The remnants of the Bond will pull him to her side. He will help her, protect her, and she will do the same for him."

"They were never meant for this sort of battle," Minako huffed.

"Nevertheless, they will fight it. Come on Minako. We have a plane to catch. We have to get to England and find out if the rumors about the Silver Crystal are true."

Sailor V shook her head, turned, and raced across the rooftops of Tokyo. She could still remember the day Artemis had found her. Everything had changed in that moment, though she hadn't realized it until the following day. She hoped Luna would be everything to Usagi that he was to her.

He was standing below a stone balcony, staring at the long silver-blonde hair of the princess. Her face was in shadow, as always, but her arm hung over the railing and he could see a thin pearl bracelet on her wrist. She wore a long gown that was silvery-white with golden trim and cap sleeves. Even in the shadows her eyes glittered.

"Find me the Silver Crystal," she whispered. "It's the only way I can save everyone. The only way I can be whole. The only way your memories will be restored."

"Who do you need to save?" Mamoru asked. "How can I find the Crystal? How do I find you?"

The girl opened her mouth to answer -

- and the blaring of the alarm clock woke Mamoru from a sound sleep. He stared up at the ceiling, unsure what his next move should be. It seemed the monsters were looking for the Silver Crystal too. But if the princess had people to save and needed the Crystal to do it, he couldn't fail her. Or the people of Tokyo.

It was time to buckle down. He had been helpless yesterday until instinct had made him throw the rose to distract the Youma. If he could do that again he might be able to help Sailor Moon. And what better way to find the Crystal than to fight against the evil people who were looking for it? Looking through every jewelry store in the city was getting him nowhere.

His mind went back to the battle. Sailor Moon had been amazing, though it was obvious she had never fought before, and that she was terrified. She hadn't even known her own name, much like him. He didn't know what to call himself, except Tuxedo Kamen. That wasn't really a name though, more of a description...

Sailor Moon was rather incredible though. Beautiful. Small. He had the urge to protect her. Now he only had to find her. And the Silver Crystal. And the Princess.

He stood up and hurried to the bathroom. As he brushed his teeth and showered, it wasn't Sailor Moon he thought about, or even his princess. The angry look on the face of a little blonde teenager stole his thoughts. He couldn't stop smiling, thinking about her, and he wondered what would happen if he used her new nickname again. She had been fearless, standing right up to him. He would be almost willing to bet she had no idea who Mamoru was. And he thought if she did she would be completely unimpressed. A snort of laughter escaped.

He would just have to track her down then, and impress her.

Usagi kept her head down as she listened to Naru describing the attack on the jewelry store. She really didn't want to think about it. Even after waking up and finding Luna in a ball at the end of her bed this morning, Usagi had hoped all of it was a dream brought on by eating horrible carrots. She had no scrapes or scratches when she had woken up that morning.

Now however, she had to face the truth. She was Sailor Moon. She let a single tear fall before ruthlessly wiping the rest on her sleeve. She didn't want to stop being Naru's friend, but it looked like she wouldn't have a choice. Being Sailor Moon was dangerous. And Usagi would never do anything to hurt her best friend.

"She was awesome," Naru went on. "Even better than Sailor V."

"No way," Takeo said, his eyes wide. Usagi peeked out of her folded arms and caught Naru's gaze trained on her.

"Yes way. It was obvious she'd never had to fight before. But she did it. She saved me."

"Where was your mom?" Takeo asked.

"Locked in the basement." Naru sighed. "She's a bit freaked, but she's thankful to Sailor Moon too." Usagi was caught in the summer-sky blue of her friend's eyes. "She's my new favorite hero," Naru said softly.

The airport was filled with people calling out in dozens of languages. Soldiers and flight attendants, pilots and passengers filled the massive space, moving rapidly on and off of planes and through the terminals. Minako followed her parents, her eyes wide as she stared around. Artemis had been 'checked' onto the plane with the other luggage. She hated it. She'd wanted to keep him with her, but even with his mind tricks the man who had checked them through had refused to let him onto the plane as a carry-on.

She'd wanted to throw a tantrum, but she'd suddenly gotten the shivers and had looked around in desperation. Something was wrong and she didn't know what it was. Her parents stood right next to her, talking in quiet murmurs and she had watched as Artemis disappeared along the conveyor belt. It wasn't until she had turned back to the person handing them back their tickets that she'd gotten a glimmer of something from the corner of her eye. A shadow.

Shadar laughed as he handed people their tickets. Each time he touched the tickets and handed them back people were infected with a particular emotion. For the blonde, who had been so annoying about the cat, and her parents with her, Shadar had chosen greed.

Unfortunately it was the father that took the tickets, but he was sure all of them would hold them at some point during the trip. That was three more who would be infected and would eventually fall in line with whatever Queen Beryl wanted. He was the best Youma she had. He never stopped his task, not for a moment. He didn't need sleep or rest, food or water. He just kept working, sowing seeds of rage, or lust, or greed wherever he went.

Author's Note: And there you have it. The first episode of the series. What did you think of my changes? Was there anything you expected to see, but didn't? Do you like the story so far? Let me know.

Wait... You hate me don't you? Lol. I can never seem to help myself. There is always a new project, a new idea, a new story jumping around inside my head begging for attention. I always finish my stories, but I bet you are all getting pretty frustrated with me starting new ones before all of them are finished. What can I say? When it comes to writing I am a true Gemini.

I am hoping for a blend of Manga and Anime with my own unique twist. Every act/episode/movie will be part of this, in what I feel is a logical order, as well as some of my own created characters and monsters. I am hoping to go beyond the series as well and maybe eventually do a Sailor V prequel, possibly even a silver millennium prequel. There will be some changes to the plot as the story progresses because I am bringing in my original characters and altered characters. I want to focus on character development, and see what I can do with some of the things that just don't fit from the anime. The entire thing will be more a series of episodes, like you see in the anime. I really hope you enjoy it!

Reviews are always welcome! Until next time, happy reading!