AN: its always kinda bothered me how Endymion (Mamoru) never gets any new forms or anything except when he turned evil in the first season, and eventually ends up taking a backseat role to chibiusa. So, I gave him some stuff that might make him fairly happy. And to you Endymion fans, you're welcome. He is now cool. (ish)

no sleeping in class!

Mamoru was walking home from the hospital, where he had just had his bruises patched up, and was feeling good. He had lost, sure, but the enemy had been forced to go all out. That in itself was a victory. Suddenly, a beautiful woman fell into step beside him. They walked in silence for a moment, then a man with a crazy glint in his eyes began to follow them. The girl stepped up her pace, and the man did as well. Mamoru realized what was going on, and tried to swerve into the path of the follower. Unfortunately, a huge man led by shorter man with odd skin tint appeared right in his path. They were herding him somewhere. Then, he saw the necklaces they were wearing. He swore softly to himself, then settled in to find out what was going on.

The four generals led him off to a deserted field in some neighborhood. The man with the crazy expression smirked. "To the one who can beat you goes an impressive prize! We're here to try for it. It's nothing personal, we just have orders from the King. Sorry." He pulled his gun out from his sleeve and took aim. Mamoru started, then pulled a rose from his shirt. He transformed into Tuxedo Mask, then prepared to dodge the bullets as the man took aim. But they weren't bullets. Beams of energy flashed towards him, not very rapidly, but there were dozens of them in each salvo. Tuxedo Mask leapt over them, then dodged as suddenly the woman leapt at him, transforming into some sort of demon thing. He barely avoided her claws, but was nearly crushed when the large man leapt at him, his form melting and reforming into a toad as he did so. The gunman also transformed, his appearance that of a large chameleon. The small man that had led the toad-creature had also altered, he was now tall and gangling with deep green skin and large blue eyes. He laughed as the toad creature turned to face Tuxedo Mask again.

He was in trouble. But he couldn't call for help. He couldn't bring the girls into this, and he wasn't about to look weak in front of that Michael guy a second time that day. It was him against all four of these creatures. He stood and brandished his cane.

"Nothing personal, eh? Well, I'm sorry, but this is personal to me. I cannot lose!" He charged, going first for the chameleon. The creature lashed out with its tongue, and fired the strange gun again. But it was useless. Tuxedo Mask drove its head into the ground, and it lay still, dead, with blood seeping from a deep haed injury. The demon girl gazed at the corpse, then tears came to her dead eyes and she screamed in hatred. She ran at Tuxedo Mask and threw herself at him, trying to skewer him with her needle claws. The martian had at the same moment made a strange gesture, and the toad creature leaped high into the air. Tuxedo Mask barely dodged the toad, but the demon girl wasn't so lucky. The toad landed full on her and crushed her like a grape. The toad turned to face Tuxedo Mask again, and this time it lashed out with its tongue, again in response to a gesture from the martian. Tuxedo Mask noticed this, and charged the martian. The toad was caught flat-footed, as was the martian. It took three blows from the cane before it fell. The toad creature just sat there, watching the martian die. Then, suddenly, it went berserk! It slammed into the fence around the place, but wasn't strong enough to punch through, so it backed up to try again. There was a flicker of movement, and blood sprayed from its throat.

A man wearing a blood-red cloak appeared behind it, and it collapsed into bloody gelatin. The man smirked, and tuxedo mask fell back in horror. This man was nothing like the others he had just faced. This man had power! It was immense, and was more frightening still due to the necklace draped over his neck. Tuxedo Mask stared at the man, then a voice echoed in his head. "Awaken! Regain your former glory, Prince of the Kingdom of Earth!" Memories flashed through his mind, everything he had lost in the car wreck. His clothing changed, going from a tuxedo to a set of full armor. The armor was black and grey, with a white robe flowing from two pins in the shape of the earth and a helmet instead of a mask. His cane shifted into a broadsword, and he gained a shield in the shape of a globe. His seed increased, as he realized when he dodged a blast of energy the stranger launched from his mouth. His strength and agility had increased as well, and he was more confident in his swordsmanship. The stranger drew a long sword and assumed a fighting stance. Endymion, now fully awakened, smiled confidently and also assumed a combat stance. The two combatants met in a flurry of swords and motion. The fight was vastly different from Tuxedo Mask's earlier defeat by Michael. Both fighters now used a European style, but instead of being fencing-based, it was the ancient art of broadsword fighting, far faster and more deadly, with heavy slashes and rushes instead of thrusts and lunges. Also, it was far more mobile. Endymion used his shield to its full extent, and battered the stranger mercilessly with it. But the man gave as good as he got, and the two were evenly matched. The man stepped back, panting. "I can see now why the others lost to you! But I am not human! This is just a form I use because my real form is extremely difficult to maintain. Behold! The Blood Dragon!" And he began to shift. His neck stretched out to massive lengths, thickening as it did so. His arms and legs extended and widened, and his body reformed itself. After only a couple of moments, the man was gone and in his place was a huge European Dragon with scales the colour of the man's robes. Endymion stared, then the voice echoed in his head again.

"You have a far stronger Dragon as your ally, remember? Harness his strength! Feel his eagerness for battle! Destroy this foul abomination!" He gazed down at his sword. There, etched into the blade, was the image of a Dragon, breathing flame and rearing on its hind legs. On an impulse, he plunged the sword into the ground and intoned "Rise, oh Stone Dragon, Guardian of the Planet Earth! Aid me in this war and crush the enemies of the planet!" He drew the sword from the ground, and a huge brown dragon followed it. It stood above him, imposing and powerful. Then it opened its eyes, and the sheer weight of its age drove the red Dragon to all fours, then to its stomach. It shook itself, and stood shakily. Then it reared onto its hind legs and charged the brown Dragon! Endymion, having recovered slightly from this strange apparition, yelled at his Dragon to attack. It roared, and unleashed a blast of energy from its mouth. The energy obliterated the red Dragon, leaving a wisp of smoke in its wake. The brown Dragon turned its head to face Endymion, and he stepped back, certain he would be no match for it. It opened its mouth, and he raised his shield, expecting the worst, but it didn't come. Instead the dragon spoke! "Ah, master. It has been too long since you last summoned me! You have changed. You must be a future self of Endymion, else you wouldn't be so similar, yet so different. Interesting."

"Ah, thank you for the help, sir."

"'Sir?' My, it's been too long! I guess you don't really remember me, huh? It's understandable, but I should have thought you remembered from how you summoned me. Here, I'll refresh your memory." With that, he began to glow, then turned into a flash of light and dove into Endymion. Quickly searching his brain, the dragon appeared in his vision, though it wasn't really there. "Ah, here we are. See, your first meeting with me! You were so scared, it was really rather funny." A young Endymion, hiding behind his father's cloak, gazed at a younger version of the Dragon. Much younger. It was smoother, and had fewer crags in its scales, and seemed less powerful. Then, the memory faded. The Dragon chuckled. "You were so innocent. It was humorous, really. ah, here we have your first attempt to control me. It was pitiful, but since you were only eleven at the time, I was impressed by your determination. Oh, and here we have your first meeting with that Moon girl. Huh. I remember her. You're not still together, are you?"

"Of course we are!"

"Good. Good. I liked her; lively, spunky, energetic. Very different from you, but still very much like you. I approved, but no one listens to a Dragon. I hope you will be more liable to listen to me, after you pass your ooops! Not supposed to mention that, until you've finished it. My bad. Forget I said that. Oh look, there's when you finally learned to control me. I think it was mostly to impress Serenity, but then, that was probably why I thought you were ready to control me. Now, here's...oh. So that's what happened. And you were on the Moon, out of my reach...I'm so sorry. I'll leave your memories, now. I didn't mean to bring up that memory. Well, if you need me again, you know how to summon me. And to call my powers to you directly, just place the sword tip at your heart and say the same thing. Or just call my name. I prefer that, it's less long-winded."

"Your name...oh! Terra!"

"Indeed. Well done! Just remember that! And your heritage, and you should do just fine."

"Thank you...Terra!" The Dragon winked, and vanished, then became a beam of light again and dove into the ground, vanishing completely. Endymion watched him go, then detransformed into Mamoru and went to talk to Usagi.

The King was watching. It had been close, but he had been able to reach the Dragon in time. He chuckled. Endymion had been such a nice young man, and had been a worthy rival for the prince of the New Moon. Now, he was once again what he used to be. He was at full strength, and a match for all of the testers, except for the king himself. Good. It was time for the young one to begin her test. He turned to another of the criminals. "It's time. You know the target?"

"Yes, my King."

"Good. Go." The creature vanished, leaving a sense of cloying darkness. The king smiled, and turned back to the viewdisc. The protectors were in place. It was time to begin the end. He smiled, and this smile was beautiful, lighting the room like nothing else could. "It's time to rebuild the kingdom, my old friends. Let's do a good job, shall we?"