I watched from the shadows as the Inner Senshi giggled amongst themselves. They were older now, around nineteen or so, and they were enjoying one anther's company this summer day, while they still had a chance before going back to college come Autumn. I smiled as I watched their interactions with one another: Minako and Usagi were sharing a Gameboy (and when I say sharing it, I mean fighting over it), Ami was leaning against a tree, a book in her hand, and was running her fingers through Makoto's hair, who's head was in her lap, and the two of them were carrying on a discussion with Rei.

I smiled more as I watched her. She and Makoto started laughing and even in the shade of the tree, I could see Ami blush something fierce. I do wonder what they were doing to the poor bluenette.

I pulled my eyes away from the group. They weren't the reason I was here. No, my reason was a pink haired odango girl who had runaway to the 20th century. Again. And having been charged with her safety, it was my duty to find her, shove my boot up her ass and bring her home. I had sought out the Senshi simply because I knew from past experience that she would always seek them out.

Screams behind me made me turn and face the direction from where they were coming from. Why the monsters always attacked the park was beyond me.

I ducked behind the tree I was next to as the Senshi ran past me, following the screams, giving them a slight head start ahead of me. This was their fight, after all, and I wasn't here for that. If I could, I wanted to get in and out without being noticed.

I followed the screams and was surprised they were actually coming from outside the park.

The street was in chaos, people running away from the destruction. I leaned against the wall that surrounded the park and watched as the girls, now transformed, battle the giant squishy youma. They were doing well against it, but had yet to find an opening in which to deliver the final blow.

Movement from my right caught my attention. There was my ward, in her senshi uniform. And with her was Sailor Saturn and Neo Sailor Mars. I groaned and ducked behind the wall. What the hell was -she- doing here?! I guess it made sense, though. The three of them were inseparable.

Sighing heavily, I removed my hoodie that was about four sizes too large, revealing half a breast plate over my left side. It was mechanical and acted both as armor and the power source for the Ion Cannon that, with a flick of my left wrist, would come down over my left arm, covering even my hand. My katana, safely in its sheath, hung across my back. There was a jewel affixed onto my right palm. I thought about it and a helmet resembling the kind you would wear while riding a motorcycle materialized. I grasped it and plunked it down onto my head before turning back to the fight.

Neo Sailor Moon, as Cibiusa was now called, had rushed the creature. The other senshi were surprised to see her here, having not seen her in about three years. And she was now also sixteen, at least physically. As was Sailor Saturn and Neo Sailor Mars.

The youma dodged Neo Sailor Moon's attack. I tsked and ran forward and flicked my left wrist, causing my gun to shlink down my arm. Dodging the attack, the youma now had an open shot at Chibiusa and it would look very bad indeed if I let her become injured.

I placed myself between Chibiusa and the squid like monster, my weapon pointed right at its middle and fired. Chunks of the youma flew everywhere before evaporating. This creature was no match against 30th century Moon technology.

"Who are you," Sailor Moon asked me.

I smiled and removed my helmet. There were gasps from the senshi of this century. Mars tentatively walked toward me.

"Caden?"

I smiled at her, my heart warming at the sight of her.

I felt a slap on my right arm and I turned to see Neo Sailor Mars glaring at me. I smirked, she was in so much trouble when I got her home.

"Papa," she yelled at me. "What are you doing here?!"


AN: So here's the sequel!...Well... the beginning of it anyway. More to come!