Hopefully that prologue intrigued you. I have to say whoops for accidently uploading all of the story so far in another section of fanfiction.net. Oh well. Let's go

7 months later

The strap on Rei's other sandal snapped, almost sending the raven- haired girl crashing to the street. Rei recovered herself in mid-fall and gritted her teeth as she made her way to the nearest shoe store. It had been two years since she had last gone out and bought new shoes, but it wasn't until she was hobbling down the street that Rei realized this trip was way overdue. She scuttled into the Zine Shoe Emporium and collapsed onto one of the lush yellow couches.

An eager salesman came up to her, telling her about this bargain and that sale and whatever. The only thing Rei could do was point at different shoes and tell the man her size. She was so undeniably tired. First off, Grandpa told her to finish all of her chores before going out. 'All' meaning that she had to clean the temple from the inside out. Then, there was the task of scrounging for her money, some hidden under her mattress, some stashed away deep in her closet, and the rest (and majority) locked in a safe that she forgot the combo to. A good hour of cursing and guessing numbers eventually opened the safe. And third, Rei's nights have been spent as Sailor Mars, helping out Moon whenever she needed it. Which was very often. And not like the tired teen was complaining, but the crime has been very dull lately, only some burglars and two-bit crooks. Deep in her heart though, Rei wished something more exciting would happen.

The salesman walked away from his customer and towards the storeroom where he would get the right shoe sizes. On his way, he passed the new employee sweeping behind the counter, some girl the boss hired out of sympathy or something.

"Hey Lisa, you better get moving! You know how much the boss hates slackers in his store." The girl's head darted up and her face tensed into an expression of pure anger and rage. The salesman sneered back and disappeared into the storeroom.

Rei was immensely curious at this girl, Lisa. She stood up and started to walk over the counter to get a better look at the worker. Lisa looked normal enough, but something about her was seriously bothering Rei. Other than her brooming skills.

"Mighty kame, where did you learn how to sweep?!" exclaimed Rei. This girl looked like she was trying to play hockey with the dust. And losing. A new wave of anger flooded the girl's face. Rei ignored it and took the broom.

"Here Lisa, all you have to do is drag the broom against the floor and collect the dust into small piles. See?" Rei demonstrated her sweeping skills to the worker, whose look of rage was lost to curiosity. She grabbed the broom back and tried for herself.

"That's right Lisa. Now, you have to lightly gather all of the small piles into a large one that can be swept out. You've got the right idea." Once the dust was flying out the door, Lisa turned to Rei and looked at her with a cold smile.

"I did not know that before. Also, my name is Lysha." Bells were ringing in Rei's head, but not to a tune she understood. This girl is so familiar…

The salesman came back and Rei returned to her couch, ready to try on the shoes. Rei had barely sat down when the whole city of Tokyo was blanketed with an abrupt darkness. Pure black was all that could be seen outside the large store window, as if someone spilled a jar of ink onto the city. And it was only 2 in the afternoon.

"Does this happen normally on this planet?" asked Lysha, who only got confused looks from Rei and the salesman as a response. Then the tremors started and Rei felt a flash of red and black bolt though her mind. A horrible life force had appeared, a few blocks up the street. Rei realized that Lysha had felt it too, because the girl was now deathly pale. Rei leaped out of her couch and out the door. She ran barefooted down the street, gripping her Mars rod as she followed her mind to the life force.

If it were any other race, she would not have even cared. Lysha would have disregarded them as weak or inferior beings that were not worth a princess's time. But it had to be them. The Quarians. Why them? Because fate said so.

"They killed my family. I should return the favor," the Saiyan muttered darkly, her blood boiling with hate and rage for the Quarians as her ki rose to incredible levels. A blue whirlwind surrounded her, throwing around furniture in the store and almost frightening the salesman to death. Lysha did not care. After a few minutes, she jumped over the counter and flew out the window, floating over the street in total darkness.

Sailor Mars had just finished transforming when her communicator went off.

"Mars, can you read me? Urgent. Mars, come in." It was Venus's voice.

"Yes Venus, I read you. I can't see anything in this darkness though."

"Hold up your rod. It should radiate enough light. The disturbance is at the Kinke and 7th street intersection. Mercury says our visitors are extremely strong. Meet us there; proceed with caution. Over." The communicator clicked off. Mars took her rod back out from its storage place in her outfit's bow. Holding it high, the Mars glyph glowed to the brightness of a torch. Sailor Mars continued her dash towards the evil.

Lysha looked down at the street, watching the human with the light. She was tearing off her ugly uniform while flying, exposing underneath her blue Saiyan leotard.

'Humans must be denser than Irgo slugs if they would run straight into a Quarian raid,' the princess thought to herself as she flew towards her sweet vengeance.