"You will be mine Usagi!"
Usagi sat bolt upright in her bed. Drenched in sweat and shaking, she tried to make sense of her nightmare. All she could remember was standing in the low light of the moon fully transformed sceptre gripped firmly in her hands, whilst Tuxedo Kamen and the scouts lay barely conscious on the ground behind. Across from them, five shadowed figures were poised to attack, as a deep, husky voice spoke. And then darkness, as her eyes adjusted to the light of her room.
Usagi tried to understand what this meant. Could it just be a dream, something made up by her imagination or could it be more. Something in the pit of Usagi's stomach told her it was different to a dream, more like a vision. A vision of something soon to come.