Disclaimer: DBZ &Sailormoon unfortunately don't belong to me

Okays, this is my first time writing a sailormoon OR dbz fic so in other words it's not gonna be very impressive. ^^;
Oh, and I'm really, really sorry Rami-san, but Trunks will be sticking with Ami (even though I was seriously tempted to put Piccolo with her! I think they make such a kawaii couple too! ^_~)

(italics = show character's thoughts)

Z Warriors A.E.
~ ~ Chapter One ~ ~

Five, four, three, two-

The shrill ringing of the bell echoed through the empty corridors of the school, which would soon be filled with the shrieks and laughter of released students.

Usagi leapt into the air with a loud screech. "Woohoo!! School's out! School's out!!" with that, the pigtailed, blonde-haired teen raced out of the classroom so fast that she left her satchel (and her brain) behind!

"Usagi! You forgot" she sighed "your homework." Miss Haruna flopped down on her seat with a groan before noticing Usagi's satchel on her desk. "That girl! She'd forget her head if it wasn't screwed on." Haruna muttered, sweat-dropping.


~*~*~*~

It was a pleasant summer's day as Usagi aimlessly wandered the streets of Tokyo by Ami's side. Finally she stopped outside a shop window decorated with flowers and red love hearts. In the centre was a long, slim fitting baby pink summer dress, with thin spaghetti straps and a short slit up the side. Beside it, in very clear, bold writing, sat a sign which read, 'SALE!!' Ami expected Usagi to go crazy and drool at the very sight of it. However, Usagi only continued to stare into the glass, her eyes blank and emotionless. She could feel the weight of Ami's hand on her shoulder, but she made no effort to turn around.

"Usa-chan, is something bothering you?" Ami asked quietly. Usagi smiled at her friend, and turned away from the shop.

"No, it's nothing. Don't worry Ami." She faked another smile and grabbed Ami's hand, "C'mon already, let's go get some ice-cream!" Ami sweat-dropped as she was dragged away by her friend.

The two continued down the streets, wandering in and out of shops, Usagi trying on every single cutesy outfit she could find. However, Ami could tell it was all one big show. Usagi was masking a problem, and Ami guessed it had something to do with Mamoru.

Sure, the young couple had a great, romantic history together, but sometimes Ami got the feeling that that was all it was. History. It was almost as if Mamoru had forgotten his love for the young Moon princess. Ami sighed hopelessly. What would happen when Mamoru realised that his feelings were gone? And how would Usagi cope?

Ami looked up from her milkshake and watched her friend, who had once again sunk into deep thought.

"Usa-chanare you sure everything is alright?" Ami asked, concern shining in her eyes. She laid her hands over Usagi's when she didn't answer. "Is it something to do with Mamoru?"

At the mention of his name, Usagi looked up from her strawberry shake. She smiled softly and nodded. "I supposeit's not like we aren't spending enough time with each other, even with chibi Usa around." She paused to take another long slurp of her milkshake, "We do have fun together. It's just that lately I feel likelike he's justdifferent." Usagi trailed off.

For once, Ami didn't know how to comfort her friend. It just didn't sound like Usagi at all. There was also something else in her eyes. Ami could tell that there was more to Usagi's sudden mood swing.

"Usa-chan, you know you can tell me anything." Ami let out a small chuckle. "After all, I was your first scout!"

Usagi smiled back at her friend. "Yeah, I know." Suddenly her smile became a little more determined. "Amiyou haven't been picking up anything weird lately? Uhm, like any ...random negativity?"

Ami frowned and shook her head, "No, why?"

Usagi's brow furrowed slightly. The past few nights had been filled with the most terrifying and vivid nightmares. The first time she had mentioned this to her friends, Rei had simply snorted and called her a baby while Makoto began giving her advice on her diet and how she shouldn't eat so much before going to bed. Still, Usagi had a gut feeling (something very rare) which constantly screamed out something wasn't right in her world. Even as she sat across from her friend, slurping away at her strawberry milkshake, she could feel a haunting, powerful, presence surround her. It felt like some premonition of impending doom.

Usagi sighed heavily and groaned. "I guess we should call a meeting." Getting to her feet, Usagi quickly placed some money down on the counter and headed for the door, leaving Ami with her jaw hanging open.

"But Usa-chan, I have lots of homework to do and" Usagi was already marching outside. Confused by her sudden decision, Ami followed. "Will you at least tell me why?"

Usagi grinned and waved a hand in front of her face, "Don't worry about it, Ami! It's nothing really, just a feeling I have." Ami face-faulted, "Trust me! I'll meet up with you at the temple, 'kay?"

"But Usagi!"

"Ja ne!" Usagi waved, racing off in the other direction.

"Usa?" Ami shrugged and contacted Rei at the temple. "Rei? It looks like we have another meeting tonight."


~*~*~*~


The dew on the grass sparkled in the bright spring sunshine; buttercups and dandelions shone yellow under the pale blue sky. Larks soared into the warm air, singing their joyous song of springtime.

Piccolo snorted in disgust. He couldn't care less about the beautiful spring day surrounding him. His mind was focused on more important things. Now there was only one year left until the androids would arrive.

Clearing his mind of all thought, the Namekian warrior closed his eyes in quiet meditation. That was when felt the force; the dark, mysterious force, which had been plaguing him for over two years. He had felt it gradually growing stronger and stronger; especially over the months he had been training with Son Goku and his son, Gohan.

Piccolo growled deep in his throat. How was he supposed to meditate when thisthis thing was lurking in the background? He was about to break out of his half-conscious state, when suddenly everything went black. Opening his eyes, Piccolo realised that he was no longer in the sweet smelling, spring meadows not too far from the Son residence. This place was grey and lifeless, and the familiar smell of death lingered in the air.

What thewhere am I? His muscles tensed as he sensed someone's ki drawing closer. It was powerful, whatever it was. Extremely powerful. Yet Piccolo sensed something more than just this 'super power'. The feeling was hard to explain. It felt darkcorrupted... evil.

The large Namekian spun around, his cloak billowing in the cold, but gentle breeze. The creature now advancing on him resembled a large, bipedal grasshopper with a long, pointed tail and narrow, beady eyes. Piccolo's coal black eyes narrowed.

His kiI can sense Frieza and King Koldeven Goku! What is it? Piccolo snarled, bringing his fists up.

"Who are you?! Explain yourself!" The creature refused to stop, continuing to walk straight through the Namek without even batting an eyelid. Piccolo spun around, eyes wide with shock.

"What the hell?"

The creature had stopped infront of a giant stone tablet which had the holy symbol of The Creator' embedded in the center. Piccolo watched intently as the large reptilian beast bent down on one knee to place a circular object in front of the ancient tablet. Piccolo tried to get a good look at the object. It looked more or less like a round, black disk, with the same sacred symbol of

The Creator' forged onto it.

The alien had begun chanting some words in what sounded like the ancient language'. Slowly, the creature began backing away from the shrine. The disk emitted a light unlike any he had seen before. It was dark and cold, sending shivers down the large Namek's spine.

Al of a sudden, the great stone tablet cracked straight down the middle, and the black spinning mystery disk exploded into dark light. The once dull, quiet sky above erupted into a mass of swirling black and crimson red clouds. The alien continued to chant throughout the ear-splitting thunderclaps and lightning flashes. Suddenly his lips pulled back into a smirk as a thin beam of red light shot towards the earth with an ear-piercing shriek.

Piccolo raised his arms in defence as the furious storm surrounded him; all the while, the alien creature continued chanting words in an ancient tongue. The last few words hit the Namek Warrior like a kick in the gut.

Arise dark one

Arise my lord

Arise Evil

Piccolo's eyes shot wide open. He was back in the field where the dew-kissed grass still sparkled in the sunlight, and the white fluffy clouds still rolled high in the pale blue sky. Heaving a sigh of relief, Piccolo rose to his feet, feeling a little nauseous. Huh, it must have been a dream.

"You know as well as I, Piccolo, that that was no dream," came a sorrowful voice from behind.


~*~*~*~

Makoto slumped against the wall, quietly humming to herself. Glancing at her watch for the hundredth time, she sighed irritably.

"Minako's getting as late as Usagi!" Shoving her hands into her pockets, Makoto decided to take the shortcut through the alleyway (AN: very original, ay?). Besides, what could hurt her, she mused.

However, she soon regretted her choice halfway through the ever-darkening alley.

The air was beginning to get a little chilly, and soon Makoto found she could see her own breath rise up infront of her face. Feeling a second presence nearby, Makoto hugged herself closer and glanced cautiously over her shoulder. The alleyway was completely empty, save for herself and a couple of mangy felines.

Funny Huh, I could've sworn I heard someone. After chewing on her lip for a couple of seconds, Makoto decided she was better safe than sorry and leapt into the shadows, waiting for the eerie presence to pass. Sure enough she could hear heavy the footsteps getting closer and closer.

Too heavy for Minako's...

Makoto strained to hear whoever or whatever it was. By sensing the creature's ki, she could tell that it was right in front of her. Her blood froze, and her throat became tight.

But that's impossible. There's no one there. At least, I can't see anyone's body.

Makoto grew angry with herself. She couldn't stand hiding in the shadows like a coward. She wasn't a coward! She was Sailor Jupiter! Her hands curled into tight fists and she leapt into the alleyway, poised for battle.

"Alright you hentai freak! Where are you!?" She hollered into the darkness. At first there was no answer and as the silence grew longer Makoto felt her face blush bright red. She had just been fooling herself. It had simply been her own fear that had caused her to hear those footsteps.

Man, I'm such a baka. Makoto couldn't help but chuckle at her own foolishness as she continued down the alley. But as she stepped into a small patch of moonlight, her emerald eyes widened in fear. Before her lay the shadow of an enormous, bulky creature with long, spiked hair and a furry monkey-like tail.

"Oh Jupiter" a gruff voice sang through the darkness.

In a flash Makoto had spun around, throwing a desperate punch aimed at his sinister face. The man cocked his head to the side as her balled fist breezed past at super speed. But she was no match for him, he sneered. With one well aimed kick to her face Makoto was down, the force of the blow sending her reeling to the ground.

The large, muscular man with long ebony hair cascading down his back hovered above her, his sinister smirk widening. "Well lookie what we got here. Pah! What a weakling." He chuckled as he stared down at the unconscious girl beneath him.

"We don't have time for your games, Saiyan," said a low, husky voice behind him. "Master only wants that damned Moon Princess. Now follow your orders!"

Radditz grinned. "Calm down, Malachite. I was only having a little bit of fun." The Saiyan warrior picked the young girl up into his strong arms. "Besides, getting these pathetic Sailor wenches out of the way won't do any harm."

Malachite's eyes narrowed as he opened a black, spinning portal in the ground with a simple wave of his hand. Turning back to the Saiyan he growled, "I've already sent out a troop to capture them."

Radditz shrugged, dumping Makoto into the swirling portal of perpetual darkness. "Fine. You go home and put your feet up, and I'll go after Miss Moon." He winked, hands on his hips. "I want a little piece of the action." He grinned slyly. "Or a little piece of her."

Malachite tossed his silvery white hair over his shoulder and grinned wickedly. "Are you sure you can handle her?"

The Saiyan hovered above Malachite's head, glaring icily. "Please! Gimme some credit!" he snarled.

Malachite laughed, "Be careful, monkey. You don't want to be crushed again, do you?" Before the Saiyan could answer, Malachite had disappeared through the portal, his silvery hair flowing behind him.

"Huh. Just wait and see, friend." Radditz snorted indignantly, before taking off into the air.


~*~*~*~

Minako shivered a little, squeezing her fuzzy companion closer to her chest.
Artemis groaned. "Do you mind? The sweet little kitty-cat is getting squashed here!"

Minako looked down at the uncomfortable cat wriggling about in her arms and sweat-dropped. "Gomen, Artemis. I'm just a little cold." Still shivering, Minako let the handsome frosty-white cat leap from her arms and onto the ground below. It was a lot colder than usual for the time of year, not to mention a lot darker. The crooked branches of the trees looming overhead seemed to reach out for them as they crept through the shadowed park.

"Hey, um" he swallowed nervously, "you don't sense anything...do you?" Artemis asked, suddenly wishing that he were back in the safety and warmth of Minako's arms.

Minako, who was equally frightened, swallowed the hard lump in her throat and shook her head. "Don't be such a scaredy-cat Artemis!"

Artemis pouted. "I'm not a scaredy-cat! You are!" Minako was ready to come back with another petty insult when she heard a soft rustle in the dark trees behind them. Artemis' fur promptly stood on end. "Who's imagining things now!" he shrieked..

"Forget arguing, just run!" Minako grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and raced down the dark, dirt track.

Suddenly the ground jolted beneath her and the path shattered like glass, shards flying in all directions. The duo were thrown to the ground by the force of the powerful blast. When the massive cloud of dust finally subsided, the pair scrambled to their feet.

"What just happened?!" Artemis asked frantically, his eyes flitting from tree to tree. However, he received no answer.

Minako had stopped dead in her tracks, her blue eyes wide with fright. Five enormous creatures now stood before them where the path had once been. They looked like skeletons for the most part, rotten flesh hanging from their ribs. Each creature wore cracked, rusting purple armour and a sinister Joker's mask which sent shivers down Minako's spine.

"Well, hello little girl. Didn't your parents ever tell you not to go into the woods at night?" the first growled with a devilish smirk. The other four skeleton-like monsters slowly began encircling her like vultures. Minako was paralysed with fear. There was a powerful energy radiating from them which made the very air freeze. Something Usagi had complained about suddenly sprung into her head and Minako knew without doubt that she was no match for them.

"Whwhat are you?" Minako stuttered, squeezing Artemis tightly to her chest.

"Please forgive me," The first creature sneered, the black slits, which Minako assumed were his eyes, narrowing slightly. "I never was very good with formal introductions." Straightening his back, the huge skeleton sneered down at her from his great height. "You may address me as Genocider."

The rest of the troop began closing in on her, clawing at her like she was their pet, with sharp, bony fingers. Minako screamed and shook them away before charging back down the path. More skeleton-like creatures emerged from the black, twisted tree trunks, their long, bony arms reaching out for her. Minako shrieked as they grabbed her long blond hair and tugged viciously at her arms and legs.

"Minako! Change into Sailor Venus, now!" Artemis ordered sharply as he desperately clawed at another skeleton-like monster. Minako nodded, and instantly thrust her arm into the air. But before she could transform, the ground had opened up beneath her and swallowed the pair into darkness.

Captain Genocider smiled as he listened to their satisfying screams drown in the black portal. "I do believe Master Muu will be very pleased with this little catch." He said in a raspy, gruff voice.

"So far, we appear to be winning this little game." He chuckled softly before leaping into the swirling portal, followed closely by his troops.


~*~*~*~

Piccolo, stubborn as ever, refused to turn around and face the withered Kami. Folding his arms, he snapped back at the elderly Namek, "What do you want, old man?"

Kami-Sama stepped forward, staff in hand. "The time has come, Piccolo." He spoke softly.

Piccolo glared at the old, wrinkled Namek, piercing white fangs bared. "I'm not in the mood for any of your riddles." Piccolo spoke in a deceptively calm voice.

"Then hear me out." Kami pleaded. Piccolo snorted, but waited for the Namek to explain himself. "That was no dream you had. It was a vision. A vision of the past."

"What use is a vision of the past?!" Piccolo barked.

Kami closed his eyes, trying his best to hold back his anger. "There is no point in explaining this to you now." Piccolo gave him a curious look. "You shall know everything... once we become one again."

Piccolo's eyes widened in shock. Was the old guy serious? His stunned expression soon melted away and his green lips pulled into his trademark smirk, "You really are a fool, old man. You expect me to unite with you all because of one little dream?" He chuckled softly. "You're getting past your sell by date."

Kami gripped his staff with both hands in frustration. "There is no point in arguing with me, Piccolo. You know I am right! You feel it too!!" Kami hissed back at the younger Namek.

Piccolo snarled softly as he watched the Namek out of the corner of his eye. Kami was shaking visibly and tiny beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead. Piccolo turned his back to him, turning matters over in his head. It was so easy to think that the old Namek had finally flipped his lid but the images from his vision told him otherwise. He felt the weight of the older

Namekian's hand on his shoulder. Piccolo turned to see the desperation and despair on Kami's withered face.

There was a short silence before Piccolo sighed and nodded slowly. "If I am to do this we use my body, understand?"

Kami nodded immediately, "Of course, of course. Your body is a lot stronger than mine. It is the sensible thing to do. With your power and my knowledge, you shall become a great warrior Piccolo" he paused, "But keep in mind you are not invincible."

Piccolo nodded. "Yeah, I get it. But understand that I'm only doing this because I have to," he paused to stare Kami directly in the eye, "not because I want to." he growled.

Kami sighed and nodded. "I understand."

Piccolo straightened his back and glared down at him. "Well then tell me what to do?"

~*~*~*~

What new evil has forced the stubborn Namek, Piccolo to unite with Kami? And what has happened to Sailor Venus and Sailor Jupiter? Will Usagi and the scouts be able to rescue them? With this new evil emerging, will our heroes be able to survive? FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON---Bang!! Thud! Crash! .................... "bwahahahaha!!"

Pan-chan ~ You killed the narrator!!
Starkiller ~ ...erm, oops? ::laughs evilly:: Anywayz, thanks 4 the reviews ppl! I really appreciate them!!