It was five years after Goggle V's last battle against Deathdark. Akama Kenichi, Kuroda Kampei, Aoyama Saburo, Kijima Futoshi, and Momozono Miki have retired from their Goggle V duties. They have moved on with their lives, living normal life, and pursuing careers they had always dreamt of.
"Momozono Miki will be competing in the next Olympic qualifier. This may be her last performance as she had indicated she may be retiring if she doesn't make it to the next Olympic. Will Japan's gold medallist gymnast be competing for the last time in the Olympic 1988? Watch gymnast Olympic qualifier in the Tokyo Dome. Ticket can be purchased...click." Akama Kenichi turned off his television.

"I bet she will," he muttered. "She's always been the best."

Akama, now 27 years old, just came back from his last mountain climbing journey. He and his mates climbed the 2000 metres high Mount Everest. It was a tough and challenging journey but it was his dream comes true. Now that he's done what he always wanted to do, he decided to take a break after five years of mountain climbing. "Maybe I will go to Tokyo," he said to no one. "Yeah, that's a good idea!"

He picked up his phone and dialled some numbers, "Hello? I would like to order one ticket to Gymnastic Olympic Qualifier, please. What? How much? Oh well, okay, here is my credit card number…"

"Geesh, how expensive!" he grumbled.

Momozono Miki, a 21 years old gymnast, was practicing her uneven bar skills. She took a deep breath before making a run towards the bar. She ran, made a jump and hooked her hands on the bar. After some swinging and handstands, she got ready for landing. She released her grips of the bar and jumped down. Once she was on her feet she lost her balance and fell on the mattress. She sighed. She had been practicing for the perfect landing for countless times but somehow she could no longer do it. She rubbed her left ankle. She injured this ankle two years ago and it hadn't been as strong as it used to since.

"Are you okay, Miki?" her coach, Mr. Tanaka, asked when he noticed she was on the mattress.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Miki replied.

"Your ankle's giving problem again, huh?" he asked.

Miki nodded. "Yeah."

"Take it easy, girl. You need to be fit for tomorrow."

Miki nodded once again. She stood up and left the uneven bar area. She moved on to the floor. She picked up her pink ribbon and started twirling. She smiled. Ribbon had always been her favourite. Soon she forgot about her surrounding and deeply lost in her routines.

"Miki!" Mr. Tanaka called. She didn't hear him. "Miki!" he called again. He decided to get closer to her.

"Hey Miki!" he tried to distract her. Miki aimed her ribbon at Mr Tanaka and in no time he was strangled by her ribbon. "Hey! Hey!" he protested.

Miki suddenly realised what she was doing. She quickly apologized and untangled her ribbon from her coach neck. "I'm so sorry!"

"You've got to stop doing that! I could have died," he said.

"I'm so sorry, Mr Tanaka. I'm really sorry," Miki apologized again.

Mr. Tanaka shook his head. Miki had been doing that since she first started. Miki had always warned him not to get close to her when she's using her ribbon. She said she would think he's a bad guy and attacked him. Mr. Tanaka couldn't understand why, Miki told him it was a result of old training. He always thought Miki was a strange and mysterious girl, but since she's so talented, he decided to put up with her weird habits.

"It's late, you better get back to your room and rest. You've got a big day tomorrow," Mr. Tanaka said.

"Okay," Miki said obediently. She packed up her stuffs and headed for the change room.

"Hey, Miki!" a girl ran towards her. "Want to go back to the hotel together?"

"Hey, Michiko!" she greeted the girl. "Sure, why not."

"I'm really nervous for tomorrow. Do you think I could qualify?" Michiko asked.

"You're good. I think you could come first tomorrow," Miki replied.

"Oh no way, you would come first as usual," Michiko said.

Miki smiled. "Michiko, you have to be confident about yourself. Tell yourself you're gonna win, and believe me you will."

"You're right! I will win tomorrow!" she said. "I really admire your confidence, Miki. I wish I could be like you."

Miki sighed. She wished she were as confident as she sounded. Somehow, she had a feeling that tomorrow will be her last time competing. Her skills had failed her this past two years. She hadn't been able to land perfectly in her two feet without losing her balance. Landing perfectly is one skill any good gymnast should have. But somehow, she's losing it.