Sailor Mars was shocked at what had just happened. A woman she saw every day, who had been something of an influence, had been transformed into a monster. It was her grandfather all over again.

On the other hand, Mercury and Jupiter were more angry. "What did you do to her, you monster?"

It was Akane, or Sailor Director as she called herself, who replied. "He made me better than ever. Before I was so uptight and stressed over trivial matters. But now, I've got a real purpose in life. Killing you brats.

With that, all six combatants jumped up and engaged an opponent. Mercury went up against Director, Jupiter faced the Youma that had been posing as Mikan Shiratori and Mars went up against Motro himself. She tried blasting him with her flames, but he absorbed them without harm. "As you can see," Motro began gloating "I've made some upgrades since the last time we met. I can now absorb the oxygen from your fire, thus rendering it useless. You cannot harm me, but I can harm you!" With that, he deployed his arm cannon and blasted her to the wall. "You're doomed. Any last words?"

Before she could reply, a rose shot down from the gallery and struck the mechanical man. Both he and Rei turned to see a newcomer. He was dressed in a dinner suit, with his entire face was covered by what appeared to be a helmet.

"An interloper. Who are you?"

"I am Tuxedo Kamen. I live to bring you people down for what you did to me, to ensure that it never happens to anyone else again."

Motro was confused. "Query: What "did" the Dark Kingdom do to you?" The man who called himself Tuxedo Kamen pulled his mask off slightly, allowing for a glimpse of his injuries, but not a glimpse of his face. The right side of his face had a large scar, which while beginning to heal, was still pretty gruesome to behold. Motro observed the man's disfigurement. "I see." Then he shot at Tuxedo, knocking him back into the seats. Then he teleported out, reappeared next to Sailor Director and teleported away with her.

This just left the Youma at the mercy of the three warriors. "No. Please. Spare me!", she cried, but she got no sympathy from any of them.

Elsewhere, Motro and Sailor Director appeared in an alleyway. It was dark, damp and abandoned by everyone but the rats. "Why did you pull me away?", Director snarled angrily. "I was about to defeat the blue sailor girl."

"Because they are not the main enemy." Motro projected an image of Queen Beryl. "Tuxedo Kamen may have been driven by vengeance, but he had a point I could sympathise with."

"Oh, and what's that?"

"The Dark Kingdom took away my humanity, just as they did his. If they are allowed to succeed, then everyone on Earth will suffer the same fate. I must ensure that this does not come to pass."

Director was slightly dubious "You really think the two of us can stop an organisation as large as Queen Beryl's?"

But Motro had considered this. "We'll build an army of phages like you and then we'll take the fight to them!"

A few days later, Makoto was walking through the town centre. There were fewer people here than the usual crowded block. Apparently, a new popular type of pet had caused a few people to go to Smeargol levels of insanity. Mako had heard this from an old friend whose cousin had brought one of these pets.

The aftermath of the incident at the theatre was hectic. The real Milan had turned out to be locked in her closet the whole time, frozen in ice. She had called off the talent show, since she never actually organised it. The man in the tuxedo had vanished as soon as he'd appeared. The play Akane Gushiken was intending to put on had to be delayed to another night, in order to find a new director.

Afterwards, Rei and Mako had both been confused. The evidence that the enemy was breaking apart had turned out to be unreliable. And now Rei had another person to worry about besides her Grandfather. Luna had said there was a way to heal both of them, but the problem was that only the Senshi of the Moon or the Princess they were looking for could use it.

Then, she ran into another girl, who was running in the other direction. "Would you mind watching where you're going?", Mako said rhetorically.

"I'm sorry.", the other girl replied. "I was just trying to get to this new dance club that just opened. It's over there!" She pointed to where the club stood, a flashing neon sign saying "Dark Club" advertising it. "Hey, would you like to come with me? It's free for girls under 17, like you and me."

Mako shrugged. "I guess I could give it a try." She walked over to the club, not noticing the other girl smile wickedly. One target was down, and there was one more to go.