|Sailor Moon Classic: Part 1 Return of the Sailors
Author: StarCatTibalt PM
This is my retelling of the first season of Sailor Moon. It has a different setting, improvements of the Sailor Scout uniform, addition of weapons, new characters, and a different storyline that includes more history of the Silver Millennium. Final chapter of Part 1 is up. Stay tuned for Part 2. Please leave your overall thoughts on the story so far in you reviews.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure/Fantasy - Usagi T./Serena/Bunny/Sailor Moon & Mamoru C./Darien S./Tuxedo Kamen - Chapters: 14 - Words: 116,768 - Reviews: 73 - Favs: 43 - Follows: 43 - Updated: 03-27-13 - Published: 07-21-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8344687
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- Thank you for taking the time to read this story. I debating whether to post this fanfic on this website because I believed that the reaction would be negative because of the differences and would be practically ignored for the most part. The reviews I've gotten so far while writing and posting this story have proved me wrong and showed that there are fans out there that are decent people. Once again, I thank you for your support.
- Starting now, I will be editing my chapters for any misspellings and grammar issues, but I will be adding a little post chapter review called "History Lessons with Luna and Artemis". Look out for words or sentences within the chapter text that are marked with a " * ". At the end of each chapter, there will be a section containing a lecture with Luna and Artemis that will have them explaining what those certain words and terms mean. The marked words will range from a person, an item, an important event, etc., that was significant to the time of the Silver Millennium. Keep in my mind that these lectures are from my imagination and I will most likely be criticizing the anime and some parts of the manga so please don't get offended over that.
- Other than that, please enjoy my story and please don't hesitate to submit a review, even if it's just five words!
Sailor Moon Classic
Book One of the Sailor Moon Legacy
Part I: Return of the Sailors
Sailors of the Past
Sailors in the Present
And Sailors from the Future
All unite for one purpose
To uphold truth, peace, and justice
In the protection of our galaxy
They are the Sailor Scouts Universe
And these are their stories…
The Legend is Reborn
It was a late night in the city. The game of politics in the capital had already went to bed and the various shops and business buildings across town had already closed down for the day. Nearly everyone who ran a business had gone to sleep.
Except for one woman.
She ran a jewelry shop that was located closer to the residential areas of town. Her daughter had gone to bed early since there was school tomorrow, but she had been staying up late to look over the amount of money her shop had made for the day. The numbers were not to her liking, but they would do. These days, jewelry was starting to get a little too expensive to sell. Since her husband had died in a tragic car accident, she had been doing everything possible to support herself and her daughter.
Suddenly she felt a wave of very cold air behind. She turned, looking around, frowning. None of the windows were open, and although it was spring it wasn't that cold outside.
Shaking her head, she turned back to her numbers. Yet, no sooner than a moment later, she felt another wave of very cold air behind her. She turned around again, but saw nothing. A tickle of a chill went down her spine. Had someone broken into her store? She shook her head and brushed the thought. Aside from the security alarm, she would have heard something if someone had broken into the store. She turned back once more to her numbers, assuming that the late night was getting to her.
She become so engrossed with her numbers that she didn't noticed the shadow that crept up behind her, or the head that rose above her, a head who's face could not be seen but its eyes glowed like fire.
It was only then that the woman sensed that something was terribly wrong. That was when a cold and clammy hand clamped over her mouth, cutting off whatever screams she may have unleashed. The woman was only able to register the fact that the hand felt like rotten flesh before blackness consumed her completely.
"Serena! Get up already! It's well past seven!"
The fourteen-year old girl moaned and turned over in her sleep. Then, as if on instinct, her lake blue eyes flew open and she stared at her alarm clock, which hadn't gone off of course she never bothered to set it. And now it was almost a quarter till eight!
With a shout, Serena Thomson flung off the covers of her bed and ran toward her closet. Changing from her nightgown into her school uniform, she ran back to her dresser to brush her golden hair.
Her hair could very well tell a story of its own. She was probably the only one in the country that wore her hair as long as she did. Had she worn freely it would have reached her knees. But she wore in the odango style, a hair style unique to Japan. Her hair formed two balls the size of her fist on both sides of her head and fell in two long pigtails that fell to her waist.
Satisfied that her hair was nice enough, Serena ran down the stairs. Her mother Isabelle, an attractive woman with the same coloring as she, was looking over newspaper, not bothering to look up as her daughter burst into the dinning room.
"Mom!" she yelled, "Why didn't you wake me up earlier? Thanks a lot!"
"I tried Serena," her mother sighed, "And each time you told me you were getting up."
"I don't remember saying that!" Serena snatched the peanut butter and jelly sandwich her mother had made for her on the counter. She munched it down quickly, drank some milk, and ran for the front door.
"Hold on, Serena," called Isabelle in a voice that clearly showed she was used to this Daughter-Being-Late-For-School routine.
"What?" Serena called out, "I need to get going!"
"Don't you want your lunch, dear?"
Serena peered back into the dining room and saw her mother holding up her lunch bag.
She grabbed it and ran back to the front door, slipping on her school shoes and picking up her school bag.
"Bye, Mom!" she yelled, "I love you!"
Serena ran down the street, yawning as she went.
"I'm so sleepy," she complained to herself, "Why can't school start off later than usual?"
She continued running down the street. Then, just when she was a block away from the school grounds, she came across a parking lot, where a trio of little boys was crouched over, yelling and arguing over something lying on the ground. Curious, Serena stopped and looked closely. The boys were picking on a black cat that appeared to be unconscious, or worse.
"Huh? Hey!" Serena yelled, shocked by what she was seeing, "Leave that cat alone!"
She ran over to the cat. The boys, frightened by her sudden presence, ran for their lives.
"Rotten brats!" she screeched, "I can't believe them!"
She turned her attention to the cat, her face softening.
"Aw, there now kitty. Those boys won't bother you again," she bent down and picked it up. It was alive and unharmed, thank goodness, but there were two Band-Aids shaped like an X tapped to its forehead, "Did they put those Band-Aids on your head?"
The cat started squirming wildly. Serena flinched, afraid that it might scratch her, but it didn't. Instead, it kept pawing at the Band-Aids in order to get them off.
"Here, let me take those off. It doesn't suit you anyway."
Holding the cat in one hand, she used the other hand to peel the Band-Aids off.
"There you go."
She smiled as the cat opened its eyes for the first time, revealing a pair of garnet colored orbs. But then she noticed something very odd.
"Huh?" she stared in bewilderment, "Is that a moon crescent on your forehead?"
Before she could say anything more, the cat leaped up out of her arms, off the top of her head, and flipped over onto the top of a parked car with such surprising speed that she felt her jaw dropped. Slowly she stood, her gaze locked on the cat. The cat stared right back at her, it eyes unblinking. It took a few steps across the car toward her. Serena grinned and stepped back, feeling very uneasy with the way the cat was staring at her. Then she heard the school bell ring.
"Oh, no!" she screamed, forgetting about the cat as she whirled around and ran, "Now I'm really late! I don't have time for this!"
The mysterious cat continued to stare at her, even after she was long out of sight.
"Serena! You are late again! Go stand out in the hall!"
No matter how many times she tried to wake early and arrive at school early, Serena always failed to do so. Once again she stood out in the school hallway, feeling sorry for herself since her teacher once again scolded at her for being late to class.
"She's so mean," she grumbled, "How can she make a fragile girl like me stand out in the hall like this?
Her stomach emitted a loud growl as if agreeing with her.
"Oh, boy, I'm hungry."
She looked around and, confirming no one was looking, opened her lunch box and took out something to eat.
"Well," she said cheerfully, "I didn't have much of a breakfast so, time to eat!"
Her lips had barely touched her food when to her horror, her classroom door opened and her teacher walked out. Miss Patricia Harrison, an attractive young woman with long wavy red hair and bright blue eyes, stared at Serena in disbelief. Serena put on a friendly grin, but knew it was pointless.
"Serena," Miss Harrison scolded at her again, "What are you doing?"
"Um…" Serena didn't say anything as her teacher held up a piece of paper to her face, her recent English test.
"This is why you're getting such poor grades in class," Miss Harrison continued.
"What?" Serena stared in shock at her test score," "Thirty-percent?"
"Yup," her teacher confirmed, "Take this and show it to your parents. It's time that they know how well you're doing in class.
Later on, Serena sat on top of a stone wall, feeling as if the world had just ended. Beside her was her friend Molly Baker, a cute girl with short red hair and blue eyes, who tried to cheer Serena up.
"Oh, cheer up Serena," she said, her voice having a faint New York accent, "It's only one stupid test."
Serena looked up her friend, her face in total despair.
"You don't understand Molly," she groaned, "The moment my parents find out about that English test, they're going to hit the roof and cut down on my allowance."
"Um…" Molly wasn't sure what to say next.
"Hey, Serena!" they turned to see Melvin Guinness walking over to them, the last person Serena wanted to see. Melvin was the school nerd and was also one of her classmates. He was short, a splash of brown hair plastered on his head, and a pair of large glasses was perched on his nose.
"I heard that you got your English test back," he gave a friendly smile, "How did you do?"
"Give her a break Melvin," Molly scolded when Serena didn't answer, "Can't you see how depressed she is? Of course it was bad. Oh, sorry Serena. I didn't mean it that way."
Even with Molly apologizing for her carelessness, Serena didn't feel any better.
"Well," Melvin grinned, "you shouldn't be upset about it. I didn't study at all and therefore I didn't get a perfect score."
He held up his own test, which was marked with a big red 95%.
"That really doesn't help matters Melvin," Molly sighed, and Serena felt worse than she did before.
"Hey!" Molly went on, "Guess what? Sailor V stopped a jewelry store robbery yesterday."
"Oh, yeah," piped up Melvin, "I heard about that too!"
"Sailor V?" Serena asked, her despair replaced with curiosity.
"Yeah," Molly nodded, "She even caught the robbers too."
"Wow! That's great," Serena cheered. However, she knew her friend was only making this up in order to cheer her up.
"Isn't it?" Molly beamed.
"Um..." Serena hesitated, "Who is Sailor V?
"What?" Molly stared at her, "You don't who she is? Where have you been?"
"Sailor V," Melvin explained, "Is a heroine dressed in a sailor's uniform that has been causing quite an uproar lately," he paused and looked around, as if making sure no one was listening, then leaned over and whispered, "It's rumored that she's actually a secret agent working for the government."
"A teenage girl as a spy?" Serena raised an eyebrow skeptically, "Come on, Melvin. That only happens in movies."
"Yes," Molly agreed, "But gems are beautiful. I can understand why people would want to steal them."
"I know what you mean," Serena said dreamily, "I would very much love to have a diamond ring."
"How about a pair of ruby earrings?"
Soon, both girls forgot about Sailor V and even Melvin as they rattle on about jewelry.
"Oh, yeah," Molly said, "My mom's been having a jewelry sale at our store since yesterday. Want to come over after school?"
"Jewelry sale? I'm totally there!"
"Great. Mom's selling a bunch of things that even we can buy. Meet me out front after school's over."
"Sure thing! I'll see you there."
Melvin watched as they walked away, still talking about jewelry.
"Serena," he sighed, "shopaholic."
Far away from Washington D.C., unknown from any civilization on Earth, an evil so ancient it may as well had been forgotten, rested underneath the cold, thick surface of the Arctic. The Dark Kingdom, as it was simply called. Whether it rested inside a hidden castle or in a different dimension, no one really knew.
The interior of the Dark Kingdom was as dark and lifeless as one may guess. It's black pillars and columns stretched into a unknown and unseen darkness. In its center was a very large throne room. The marble architecture looked as if it had been made from lava that had been painted in dark pearl descent colors once it had cooled. The floor was smooth and so clear it almost looked translucent. Four very tall deathly gray pillars hung suspended in the air, each emitting a glowing glass ball, providing the only light in the never ending darkness. At the center was a gigantic spider-like skeleton made out of the same marble material, its huge sharp teeth giving a terrifying evil grin and its huge soulless eyes bulging from their sockets.
Seated bellow the evil creature's head, was a woman.
She was actually more of a demon than a human. She had a pair of horns protruding from her shoulders. Her blue dress was suspended at her neck, and even as she sat, it showed off curves that would have attracted any man had she not been so evil. Her floor length deep red hair flowed down her back, providing yet another touch of demonic beauty. Her very white skin was adorned in onyx jewelry, circlets above her elbows, a brooch at her throat, orbs at her ears, and a large, boomerang shaped, gem at her forehead. Her blood red eyes seemed to be sightless as her long fingered hands circled around a black crystal ball that floated above a floating pillar.
"Have you still not found the Silver Crystal?" she spoke, her voice deep, seductive, and cold. Before her was her army of minions, various monsters of all types.
"No." They answered.
"Tut, tut," the demonic woman gave only the briefest of shaking her head, "Our great ruler insists on having a plentiful amount of energy. If we cannot obtain the Silver Crystal, then we will have to rely on human energy in order to sustain her."
"Queen Beryl," said a voice.
A cloud of pale blue light swirled before her, just in front of her minions. Queen Beryl did not even lift a eyebrow as the light disappeared and one of her generals appeared. He was a tall young man with blonde and cold blue eyes. His purplish-gray uniform was trimmed in red, complete with polished brown imperial boots.
"Jadeite," Queen Beryl gave a hint of a smile, "Welcome."
"My queen," Jadeite bowed, "I've already taken the liberty of carrying out that task."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Jadeite nodded, "As we speak, my minion, the monster Morga, is already out collecting human energy around the capital city of America."
"I see, well done," Queen Beryl gave a little nod, "I will leave the task to you Jadeite."
"Thank you, my Queen," Jadeite bowed again.
Back in the real world, Serena and Molly entered the jewelry store owned by Molly's mother. To their surprise, it was crowded and noisy. School girls and young women, including a very fat woman dressed in pink, were gathered around the glass-encased jewelry displays, trying out various jewels, clearly enjoying themselves. Serena and Molly looked around in amazement.
"Wow," Serena blinked, "they are a lot of people here."
"Yeah," Molly blinked as well, "We usually don't get this many customers."
"Thank you for coming!" they looked over and saw an attractive red haired woman walking around in excitement, a makeshift mono phone in her hand, "Please, feel free to try them on!"
"Wow," Molly blinked again, "She's really into it."
"Who can blame her?" Serena shrugged.
"Welcome! Welcome!" Molly's mother continued, "Please take your time! They're all on sale."
What Serena, Molly, and the customers didn't know, was that the store owner was actually a monster disguised as Molly's mother. The monster had came to the store late one night and had cast a sleeping spell on the store owner, locked her in the basement, and had transformed herself to look like her.
At this moment the monster stopped and grinned evilly to herself, unnoticed by everyone in the store.
Foolish humans, she thought to herself, Come, give your energy to our great ruler.
She had enchanted the jewelry and put on the major jewelry sale, and now those jewels were slowly draining the energy of the customers.
Excellent work, Morga, she heard her master say. Far away inside the Dark Kingdom, Jadeite watched as the glowing ball of human energy grew larger above his hand.
"It's gathering," he said, "the energy of these foolish humans who are so taken by the brilliance of these gems. Queen Beryl will be very pleased," he laughed before turning his attention back to his minion, "Morga, continue collecting energy."
"As you wish, sir," said Morga, then a voice behind caused her to jump and quickly convert back to her adapted personality before turning to greet her "daughter".
"Ah, Molly," she said with a smile, "Welcome home, dear."
"Hey, Mom," Molly smiled in return, "I've brought a friend with me. This is Serena."
"Hello," Serena smiled and held out her hand.
"Nice to meet you," Molly's mother said and shook it, "And thank you for coming. I know its a bit crowded, but please look around."
"Thank you," Serena beamed.
"On second thought..." Molly's mother paused, "Since you're a friend of Molly's, I'll give a discount on anything you like."
"Really?" Serena's eyes went wide, "Thank you very much!"
"You're welcome," she laughed, "Come, I'll show you something."
The two girls followed her as she went behind one of the glass displays and took out a took out a beautiful diamond ring encased in a black box.
"How about this diamond ring?" she held out the box for them to see, "It usually sells for five-hundred dollars."
"Five-hundred?" Serena stared.
"But for you," Molly's mother held up a finger, "I lower it to thirty dollars."
Both of them gasped and screamed, "Five-hundred dollars to thirty dollars?"
The whole store heard them and without warning the fat woman in pink rushed forward to the counter, knocking both girls off their feet. Soon enough, pandemonium broke out as every girl in the store rushed forward, trying to outbid each other in the attempt to buy the diamond. Both girls crawled away from the crowd, taking care not to get trampled on, and stood, staring in amazement at the scene.
"Look at that," Molly gasped for breath, "This is insane."
"Five-hundred dollars to thirty," Serena sighed, "I really want it."
"Why don't you ask your dad?"
Serena cringed, "I failed my English test."
"And I've already used up my allowance for this month."
She let her head fall and Molly put an assuring hand on her shoulder.
"Well," she said, "You're just going to have to face the music Serena."
Serena nodded sadly, knowing that it was the truth. Saying goodbye to Molly, she stepped out of the store, not feeling any better.
"I guess I should have studied harder," she sighed and looked at her test. Then, as though she couldn't stand to see it anymore, she crushed the paper in her hands and with a frustrated growl flung it high over her shoulder before going on her way
She had only taken a few steps when a voice suddenly said, "Hey, why don't throw away your trash, Meatball Head?"
On a gasp, she stopped and whirled around.
"What? Oh, I'm sorry," she started to apologized, then she saw a tall and casually dressed young man. He had smoothed out her English test and was looking straight at it.
"Thirty-percent?" she heard him say and she screeched in shock.
The young man lowered her test, revealing a handsome face with thick midnight black hair on his head. His eyes were covered by a pair of dark sunglasses. He was looking at her as if he was embarrassed.
"You need to study harder, Meatball Head," he continued.
Her cheeks burning red from the insult, Serena rushed forward and snatched back her test.
"Give me that! It's none of your business!" she stuck her tongue out at him and marched off.
"Sheesh," she fumed, "What's with that guy?"
As if curiosity had gotten the better of her, she turned around again and gave the young man one last glance. However, he had already lost interest in her and was staring at the jewelry store she had just left.
"Humph, weirdo," losing interest, she continued on her way.
A few minutes later, she came across an arcade center she often visited whenever she had free time and her eyes suddenly caught sight of the poster that was posted up front.
"Huh?" she stopped and stared in surprise, "No way. They actually made a Sailor V game?"
She stopped and looked dreamily at the picture of Sailor V, a beautiful girl and looked to be the same age as her, with waist length flaxen hair and cornflower blue eyes that were visible through her red masquerade mask. Her outfit* definitely looked like a feminine version of a navy sailor's uniform. the main body being white with two red stripes at the sides on the lower part. Two large red bow ties were placed both at her chest and just above the back of her waist. A blue sailor's neckerchief hung over her shoulders that were covered with thick white shoulder pads that looked like armor. A pair of long white gloves with orange ends reached over her elbows. To make the outfit complete, she wore a blue short skirt, red over-the-knee length stockings, and blue low high heeled shoes. She very much like the superhero the poster portrayed.
"It must be nice to be a super hero," Serena said to herself, "You don't have to worry about school or stupid tests. All you have to do is to catch bad guys. Me on the other hand..."
She looked at her test again and sighed, sickened with the results.
"I don't want to show this to my parents," she moaned and, unable to help it, started crying like a baby. When she finally dried her tears, she gathered herself and continued on her way home.
However, she was completely unaware that someone was watching. A pair of ruby colored belonging to a black cat with a gold moon crescent mark on its forehead watched her as Serena walked away.
Then the cat spoke.
"Serena Thomson," it said, "I finally found you."
"Mom, I'm home!" Serena announced as soon as she entered her home sometime later. Her mother came to the front hall a moment later, wearing a apron and carrying a spatula in her hand.
"Welcome home," Isabelle smiled, "You're a little late."
"Yeah," Serena nodded, "I hung out with Molly a bit."
"I came across your friend, Melvin, earlier," Isabelle continued, "He said you just got your tests back."
"What?" Serena couldn't hide her shock even if she tried.
"He said he got a ninety-five," her mother frowned, "Rather unusual of him."
"Oh, did he?" Serena tried to smile, "Good for him."
Oh! That Melvin's got such a big mouth!
Just when she was thinking of ways to kill Melvin, her mother suddenly asked, "So what did you get, Serena?"
She suddenly felt sick, wishing that she had kept her mouth shut the moment she had walked through the door and had ran straight up to her room.
"Um..." she stuttered, "About that... um... you see-"
"Let me see," Isabelle held out her hand.
Serena knew it was hopeless. No matter what she said or did, she wasn't getting out of this mess. Reluctantly she handed over her test with a weak, "Okay..."
And then she waited. Isabelle took one look at it and...
"Y-Yes, Mom?" she couldn't help but step back, waiting for the blow to come since her mother was now spinning the spatula in her hand menacingly.
"Getting such a low test score?" Isabelle screamed, "I am not letting you in this house!"
With that, before Serena could even react, she shoved her out the door and locked it. Being shoved out so unexpectedly, Serena lost her balance and fell hard on her bottom. Bursting out into tears, she threw herself at the door.
"Mom!" she wailed, "Please let me in!"
"I can't hear you!" she heard her yell inside.
"Mom, come on! This isn't—ouch!"
Receiving a painful kick from behind, she turned and saw her little brother Sammy, who was practically laughing at her.
"What's the matter, dummy Serena?" he mocked, "Did you get kicked out again? Sheesh, I want a better sister."
"I'm your sister, dummy," Serena scolded. To her dismay, Sammy pulled a key and unlocked the door. Before she could even ask where he got the key, he turned around and gave her the "Bite me!" look.
"Why you little-" furious, she stood up to kicked him. But Sammy, already halfway inside, slammed the door just she unleashed her attack and her knee collided painfully with it.
"Ooooowwwww! Mom, please let in!"
Dusk was beginning to set, but the jewelry store was still full of the same customers as before. Now, the enchanted jewels were finally taking effect. One by one the female customers weakened as their energy was drained from them and they collapsed into unconsciousness.
Molly, not wearing a jewel herself, watched in horror as the scene unfolded before her.
"W-What's happening? What's going on with with all your customers Mom? Mom..."
She heard her mother suddenly start to laugh. She turned to see her back toward her. Her mother was laughing hysterically now.
"I collected a lot of energy," her mother said in a voice that was not hers.
"M-Mom?" Molly's voice and body started to shake in terror. Slowly her mother turned her head, and she gasped in horror when she saw the menacing and inhuman look on her face.
"Ahhh," Serena sighed as she collapsed onto her bed, "She finally let me in. She didn't all mad at me like that earlier," she yawned, "I don't feel like doing homework right now. I'll just take a nice... little nap."
She turned onto her side and dozed off. She may as well had been in a deep sleep, for she didn't even hear her bedroom window behind her open by itself. Or so it seemed.
A soft breeze touched her as a figure walked onto her bed. She moaned a little and shifted to be more comfortable. Then the window slammed shut.
Serena slowly opened her eyes, sensing that she was no longer alone. Slowly she sat halfway up and turned. And found herself looking at a familiar pair of garnet colored eyes belonging to a familiar black animal.
Gasping, she sat bolt upright.
"It's that cat with that crescent bald spot!" she nearly screamed.
"It's not a bald spot," the cat spoke, her voice very calm, "How rude of you to say."
Serena stared, dumbfounded, certain she was hearing things. She jumped off the bed and tried to herself behind it, but she couldn't take her eyes off the mysterious cat. Talking mysterious cat.
"I-It talked!" she sputtered, "A cat talked! I must be dreaming!"
The cat quietly cleared her throat and sat down on the Serena's bed, her large eyes never leaving Serena's.
"My name is Luna," she said, "I've been looking for you, Serena."
Serena only stared at her in silence, not daring to look away. The cat's voice had a mid-Atlantic accent to it. It was young, but mature.
"Actually," Luna gave a friendly smiled and continued, "I should thank you first. Thank you very much for getting those Band-Aids off. I wasn't able to use my sensory powers or even talk with my forehead covered like that. But thanks to you, I finally found you."
She stepped closer, and Serena covered her head in an attempt to hide from her.
"Good night!" she heard her say, and she gaped at her. Recovering quickly, she placed her paws on the girl's golden head and tried to shake her awake.
"Serena," she frowned, "this is not a dream. Come on, Serena!"
But the girl ignored her by pretending to be asleep. Upon hearing her snores, Luna tried a different tactic.
"Fine," she said, "I know what will wake you up."
She sat back down and pointed her head upward. The golden moon crescent on her forehead suddenly started to glow. Then a ray of light emitted from and in a flash of light, a golden brooch appeared and feel on top of the bed just in front Serena's head.
The tricked worked. Serena looked up and saw the pretty brooch before her.
"What's this," she couldn't help asking.
"This is for you, Serena," Luna answered.
"For me?" Serena stood and scooped up the brooch, "Thank you!"
"Serena," Luna continued, "An ancient evil has awakened in this world and..."
She stopped when she realized Serena wasn't paying attention to her, but was instead was looking at the mirror, trying on the brooch by placing it on the chest of the school uniform she was still wearing.
"Serena! Listen to me," Luna rushed over to the dresser.
Serena continued to look at the mirror until Luna appeared before it.
"Serena," Luna tried again, "An ancient evil has awakened on Earth. An evil no civilization in this world can understand or fight against, even with the technology it has today. You have been chosen to be a Sailor Scout, the very first in many thousands of years to appear. The brooch you hold once belonged to the one named Sailor Moon, the leader of the Original Nine Sailor Scouts and the leader of the Sailor Scouts Universe, a special unit of female magical soldiers who fought and died with their allies to protect this galaxy from evil for a thousand years. You are their rebirth, Serena. It is your destiny to fight this evil, bring peace to this world, and begin a new age of discovery to both this world and the galaxy."
Serena stared at her, then laughed.
"Hey, that sounds pretty cool," she grinned, "Like a Sailor V game."
Luna stared at her in disbelief.
"You don't believe me, do you?"
"No, I believe you! I believe you!" Serena frantically shook her head in denial.
"Oh, really?" Luna said, unconvinced. She hesitated, and then made the decision, "Then say this: Luna Prism Arma."
"Okay," Serena saluted and repeated the word with enthusiasm, "Luna Prism Arma*!"
In the next few seconds, Serena's life would change completely, and she wasn't even aware of it until it was too late. The instant she said the words, the brooch came to life. A flash of light appeared from it and surrounded Serena. Her school uniform disappeared, her now naked, but not actually revealed due to the fact that she was covered in the light, body appearing only for an instant, then another outfit appeared on her, replacing the one she had worn before. Then the light disappeared and Serena gasped. Having no idea of what just happened, she looked down at herself.
"Huh?" she was one step away from becoming hysterical, "What is this? I've transformed!"
"What you're wearing right now," Luna said, her voice sounding a bit sad, "is a Sailor Scout uniform on the ancient civilization called the Moon Kingdom, the one that belonged to the one named Sailor Moon."
Serena stared at her, then at the mirror. She was stunned how much the uniform resembled to Sailor V's uniform she had seen on the arcade center poster earlier. It was similar, but different. The body of the uniform was completely white and shaped differently, not having the colored bars on the sides Sailor V's did. It had the similar blue sailor's neckerchief at her neck, and the blue short skirt at her waist. It also had two large red bow ties both at her chest, and at the back just above her waist. Where Sailor V wore blue heeled shoes, Serena wore a pair of red boots that reached to her knees that were decorated with a gold moon crescent at the top. She also had over-the-knee length stockings, but instead of the red color like Sailor V had hers was white, trimmed with gold at the top.
She stepped closer to the mirror, fascinated and somewhat frightened by what she was seeing, and saw there was more to the uniform then she thought. The brooch that had transformed her for the very first time had placed itself at the center of the front bow tie. At her throat was a thin red choker that a gold moon crescent at its center. A pair of gold moon crescent earrings dangled from her ears. A golden wedge shaped circlet with a red oval shaped gem circled her forehead. And placed at the balls of hair at the top of her head was a pair of transparent red circles surrounded by gold.
There were also different objects on the gloves. On her right glove was what looked like a watch, yet it didn't seem to tell time. On her left glove was what appeared to be four bars of blue glass and a blue ring on her ring finger. On both her wrists were tight red strings that looped around her middle fingers. On the back of her left hand was a badge that looked like a shield. Both gloves were topped with two red bars at the ends.
"Is that…" Serena couldn't believe what she was seeing, "really me?"
Then she noticed something that was out of place.
"Hey, wait a minute!" she gasped, "I don't have dark hair! I'm blond. And my eyes aren't green, they're blue! What's going on here?"
"It's the gem on your tiara," Luna answered, her face expressionless.
"Tiara?" Serena reached up and touched it, "But I thought it was called a circlet. And what do you mean by the 'gem'?"
"Technically it is called a circlet," said Luna, "but to Sailor Scouts it's always been called a tiara. The gem on your tiara is enchanted. Every Sailor Scout had one. It's capable of giving off illusions. Since you're not wearing a mask, anyone could recognize you even in that uniform. The gem on your tiara creates an illusion to hide your identity. For instance, if your mother walked in right now, she would see a very different person or someone who looked like her daughter, yet had completely different coloring. Therefore, no one would be able to figure out who you really are."
Serena had looked at the door, as if expecting her mother to walk in the instant Luna had mentioned her. Instead she looked straight back at the cat and flung out her arms.
"I don't—" her hand connected with something hard behind her.
Turning her head, she saw nothing there. She turned again and looked at mirror, and noticed that there was something that was attached to her back bow tie. Reaching behind her, she felt her hand touch something that felt circular. Reaching further back, she felt the handle of an object, tightened her grip around it, and pulled. She heard a dull snap as it came off the bow tie and she drew the object up before her.
It was long, nearly a foot in its length. The entire handle was pink and at the top was a gold moon crescent in which its tips extended to the sides. Except for the fact that it had no blade, it looked as if it could have been a sword.
"What's this?" Serena asked.
"That is your wand*," Luna answered, "the weapon of Sailor Moon."
Serena continued to stare at it, then she started to shake, unable to believe what was happening.
"Okay, now I'm totally confused," she was close to losing herself, "Somebody please tell what is going on here?"
Suddenly she heard a voice, echoing in the distance, but audible. And to her, the voice was familiar.
"Help me!" It cried, filled with fear, "Somebody please help me! It's my mom! She's—aaaaaaaauuuuuuugh!"
The instant she heard the scream, Serena knew without a doubt who it was.
"That was Molly's voice," she said, her voice full of concern, "I'm sure of it."
She looked at Luna, who seemed unsurprised by what she had heard.
"Now do you believe me?" Luna asked, an eyebrow raised as if challenging her to deny it.
"I don't really get it," Serena admitted, "But it sounded like Molly was in danger."
"She is," Luna nodded, "Serena, you have become the one named Sailor Moon, the leader of the Original Nine. It is your duty as a Sailor Scout to protect the innocent from evil and to vanquish those who have evil intentions. You heard your friend's voice because she is someone you care about. Now, go and rescue her before it's too late."
"Me?" Serena blinked, then, knowing her closest friend was in danger, she spun the wand in her hand and placed it back onto the back bow tie as if she had known how to do it all along.
"Alright!" she said with supreme confidence, "Let's go!"
At the jewelry store, Molly had tried to run and escape, but the monster that resembled her mother had blocked whatever path she tried to use. Morga had then chased Molly around, laughing as if she was playing a game. After some time, unable to escape, Molly had somehow summon the courage to turn and fight her.
Much good as is did her. Her attacks were useless and now Morga had her decaying hands around her throat. Molly tried desperately to pry away the foul hands, but to no avail. The hands only tightened more and more painfully as she struggled and tried to breath.
"Stop it, Mom!" she screamed.
Morga only laughed.
"I'm not your mother," she said, and transformed as if to prove her point.
Molly had just opened her eyes enough just to see the transformation, and screamed even more when she her mother's face turn into a hideous decaying form with fire for eyes.
"Your mother is locked in the basement, sleeping under my spell," Morga grinned in delight, "After I kill you, I'll send you, your mother, and everyone else straight into hell!"
She tightened her grip even more and Molly fainted. Just then a voice echoed across the room.
"Let her go, you fiend!"
The voice was enough to stop Morga from finishing off Molly. Slowly the monster turn its head all the way around until she saw a figure standing at the opened sliding doors, illuminated by the twilight and the raising moonlight.
"Who are you?"
Serena, or rather Sailor Moon, hesitated, the said, "I am the one named Sailor Moon, and I order you to let that girl go. In the name of the moon, I will punish you for what you've done to these innocent people!"
At her feet, Luna looked up at her, both surprised and impressed by her confidence.
"Wow," she said to herself, "that's not bad for a start."
Morga, however, wasn't impressed. She let go of Molly, who slide to the floor, alive but unconscious, and turned her body all the way around so it matched with her head.
"Sailor Moon, huh?" she snorted, and raised her arms, "I never heard of such a thing and I never will again. Arise, my servants of the Dark Kingdom!"
The female customers that had fallen unconscious because of their energy being taken from them suddenly came alive. Their eyes snapped opened, dilated and without pupils. As one they rose, stretched out their arms, and walked toward Sailor Moon like zombies wanting to tear her apart.
Serena's courage immediately evaporated, replaced by fear as she saw so many possessed young girls and women came straight toward her.
"Hey, what are you doing?" she stepped back, "Get away!"
The fat lady in pink lunged at her first, and she dived just in time to avoid being tackled to the ground. More possessed customers attacked her and she continued to dodge them until one attacked her with a broken bottle. She dodged just in time and collided hard with the wall.
Gasping in shock, she heard Morga laughing, then saw a tear in her right stocking where the bottle had cut her just above the knee.
"Oh, no! I'm bleeding!" she screamed, yet it was nothing serious.
"What are you doing, Sailor Moon?" Luna appeared at her side, "You have to fight. You must destroy that monster in order to free those people from her spell."
"But...b-but... I can't... I-I can't," Serena couldn't, she was shaking too much with fear, "Why is this happening to me? This has to be dream! Wake up, Serena! Wake up!"
Morga was floating in the above her possessed victims. Seeing the innocent girl cower in fear made her laugh even more.
"This is the end!" she screamed, and stretch out her arm to deliver a killing blow.
Serena saw it coming and screamed, closing her eyes as she waited to die. But the blow didn't come. Thinking she had finally woken up from the nightmare, she opened her eyes, expecting to see her room. Instead, she saw the outstretched arm with Morga's claw of a hand standing still no more than a yard away from her. Before her feet was a deep red rose, sticking out of the floor like an arrow.
Before she could wonder what it was doing there, she saw Morga then her head around.
"And who might you be?" she heard the monster say. She looked up and saw something that took her breath away.
Standing on top of a high windowsill of an opened window was a dashing figure dressed in a black tuxedo, complete with with a top hat and a black cape lined with red. His eyes were covered with a simple white mask. Even at a distance, Serena knew he was handsome, young and courageous.
"I am Tuxedo Mask," the dashing figure spoke, his voice deep and dreamy, "Castor of the Scarlet Knight."
She saw him shift his gaze over to her, and despite that had been going on, Serena found herself blushing.
He gave her a charming yet confident smile and said, "Crying will not help, Sailor Moon. You must believe in yourself."
"But I..." Serena was at a lost for words.
"Sailor Moon," Luna said quickly, "Now's your chance. Take out you wand, point it at the possessed ladies, and shout 'Sonic Chime!' ".
"Why should I do that?" Serena asked stupidly.
"Just do it!" Luna yelled impatiently.
Gathering herself, Serena stood and took out her wand from her back bow tie. Morga turned her head back around just as she did but couldn't stop her time before Serena pointed the wand at the crowd and yelled the words, "Sonic Chime!"
The wand responded immediately. A shock wave of of transparent energy flowed out and a earsplitting ringing noise emitted from it. The noise didn't effect Serena, but it did effect the possessed customers, who fell to floor back into unconsciousness. Morga was covering her ears, screaming for the noise to stop. Tuxedo Mask only stood there smiling, not bothered by the noise either. After the sound faded, Serena stared around in amazement.
"You little brat!" she looked up at Morga, fiery eyes intent with murder, "You'll pay for that one!"
"Quick!" Luna yelled, "Summon a crystal blade onto your wand."
"What?" Serena blinked and looked at her.
She snapped her head back and Morga stretching her arm to attack her again. She dived to the side, the clawed hand missing her by inches.
"Your wand can summon a crystal blade for close range combat," Luna quickly explained, "Concentrate energy into it and have your wand summon it."
Serena looked down at her wand and did and she was told. A flash of light expanded from it and a white crystal blade appeared on it. The wand now looked like a real sword, but with a crystal-like blade. Serena stared in fascination. The blade was a single-edged, its tip curving at the end. Through her hands, she could feel the power emitting from it.
"Here she comes again!"
Luna's warning snapped her out of her trance. Morga attacked again with the same attack and she dodge it, putting some distance between her and the monster.
"This is it, Sailor Moon," she heard Tuxedo Mask say, "strike that monster down now."
"The people's lives in here and your friend's depend on it," Luna added.
Serena looked at the still form of Molly. Anger coursed through her and she stared straight at the monster's eyes.
"Come on," she challenged, and raised her sword in front of her.
"Yes, that's it," Luna approved, "tightened your grip with your main hand but loosen it with your off hand."
Serena did so and waited.
"Die!" Morga attacked once more.
This time, Serena stood her ground. She waited until the stretching arm was almost upon her, then sidestepped and brought the sword up over her head. The clawed hand went flying past her and with a battle cry, she brought the sword down. It cut through the decaying arm like paper and Morga let out a scream of pain. The severed hand fell onto the floor, but Serena paid no attention to it. All that mattered was saving Molly.
"Now's your chance!" Luna yelled, "Finish her now!"
She didn't need to be told twice. With a cry, she charged at Morga, who recovered just enough just to gape at her before she cleaved the monster in two. Morga let out out a final screamed and dissolved into dust.
In the Dark Kingdom, the energy that Morga had been collecting disappeared in a violent burst from Jadeite's hand.
"What?" Jadeite stared in shock, "Morga, what's happened? Answer me!"
When he received none, he knew something was wrong.
"Someone has interfered," he said to himself, "Someone who was had the power to destroy my minion. But who?"
Serena stared at the pile of dust that had once been Morga before it disappeared entirely.
"No way," she whispered, "I did that?"
"You have done well, Sailor Moon."
She looked up at Tuxedo Mask, smiling proudly at her.
"I will remember this day. Farewell."
With a tip of his hat, he flung his cape around him, and like a magician, he was gone. Serena couldn't help but blush again. Never in her young life had someone sent her heart racing like this.
"Are you all right, Serena?" Luna came over to her, smiling just as proudly, "You did absolutely well."
"I wonder who he is," Serena said to herself, then remembered, "Oh, yeah! Molly!"
She rushed over to her friend's side.
"Molly, are you all right? Can you hear me?"
Her friend moaned, but didn't stir.
"She'll be fine," Luna said, "Come, our work is done. Let's leave quickly before the authorities arrive."
"But, what about these people?" Serena gestured around her.
"They'll be fine," Luna insisted, "Trust me. In a few minutes, the energy that was stolen from them will return. They'll awake with a bit of a headache, but alive and whole."
"No buts," Luna snapped, "Now come, place your wand back where it belongs and let's go back home."
Serena looked down at her wand, lying on floor when she had flung herself to Molly's side. The crystal blade had already disappeared, converting it back to its real name.
"If I explain to them..." she started.
"They wouldn't believe you," Luna stated, "And they wouldn't understand even if they did. Plus, the world is not ready to accept someone like you just yet."
Serena looked at her, questions forming at her eyes.
"I promise to explain everything," Luna said, "As much as I possibly can, but not now. Let's get going. It's getting late. If your mother hasn't realized yet that you're missing, she will soon."
The words motivated Serena. Casting one last glance at Molly, she picked up her wand and placed back on the back bow tie before she followed Luna out of the store. As she ran back to her home, she looked up at the moon, saw it's first stages of forming.
I am the one named Sailor Moon.
The words echoed in her mind as if she had known them all along. And now, she knew that her simple life was over and that a new path awaited her. What surprised her the most was that she was looking forward to it.
History Lessons with Luna and Artemis
Sailor V's Outfit - The outfit Sailor V is wearing is actually a Sailor Scout uniform from the ancient Star Kingdom of Natsington, which had been the Moon Kingdom's closest ally during the Silver Millennium. The anime and the manga portrayed the main body of the uniform as a two piece outfit. This is inaccurate because all the main bodies of Sailor Scout uniforms were all one piece outfits. They would never expose their midriffs like that for that would allow their enemies to hit them in places that are most likely to be fatal because of lack of protection. Another thing the anime inaccurately portrayed, although mostly through the arcade game, was Sailor V using a gun to fight off her enemies. Sailor V actually uses a whip because since she is also the one named Sailor Venus, the real weapon closely resembles the weapon of Sailor Venus, the Beam Whip or Chain Whip.
Luna Prism Arma - The term seen here as the transformation words literally means "Moon Prism Power!". The Moon Kingdom's original language was call. This ed Lunarian, which is known today in this world as Latin, before they adopted the commonly known language of Natsing, which we would know as English. Because the elemental powers of the Sailor Scouts were originally created by the Original Nine, transformations and elemental spells had to be spoken in Lunarian in order to bring out their true power. However, this does not apply to crystal magic spells because every Sailor created their own that often did not require words but to ones that did it could be spoken in the Sailor's native language.
Wand - The weapon of Sailor Moon. The wand is the most basic of all Sailor Scout weapons. Prism Scouts(this is the first and lowest rank of the SSU and will be further explained later) are given this weapon through their first days of training. It's able to launch crystal magic spells at decent range, but required skill in order to be accurate unlike its sister weapon, the Caspier. For close range combat, a Sailor can summon what is called a "Crystal Blade", meaning a sword blade made entirely of crystal, turning the wand into a broadsword.
Sailor Moon was traditionally trained in a unique fighting form that strongly resembles the Japanese Kendo and the American Shinkendo sword fighting style. Over the years of the Silver Millennium, Sailor Moon has been thought of as the basic hero with the basic weapon, which is the sword. Although Sailor Moon's fighting style was limited in hand-to-hand combat, her mastery in swordsmanship usually prevailed through the day.
In the anime, Sailor Moon wands were always portrayed as being sparkling princess toys that had the power to heal people and to convert evil beings into good people while never summoning a crystal blade. This is completely inaccurate because Sailor Scouts built their weapons solely on the purpose of defeating their enemies quickly and effectively. They were only capable of using crystal magic because of the crystal built into them. They were not capable of using elemental magic as the anime portrayed.