The repair crew was busy building new walls and no one noticed when a raven-haired girl appeared....... right in the middle of the set.
"Mars Fire, Surround!!" She let loose a torrent of fire-balls, one of them burning Tomahome, who had conveniently landed...... right in the middle of the set. He crumpled into a fried, twisted heap of twitching mass. Tasuki jumped as he saw the flames and instinctively drew his tessen.
"Hey! Whad'ya think yer doin??!! You could *hurt* someone!" The girl blinked and noticed where she was.
"This isn't Tokyo..... Where am I?"
"Yur in the middle of our friggin set! And you almost burned half our crew!"
The girl blinked again, "I'm sorry.... I didn't realize that I wasn't still fighting.... Oh no! I left *USAGI* by herself to fight that thing??!!!!! OH GREAT!! SHE'LL GET HERSELF KILLED!!!!" She noticed everyone staring at her. Chiriko squealed.
"WOW!!!! IT'S SAILOR MARS!!!!! SHE'S *SO* COOL!!!!!!"
"Well of course I am! But right now I have to get back..... It seems that a portal was opened when our attacks met!"
Everyone sweat-dropped and paled visibly. Tomahome jumped up, "I AM *NOT* WEARING THAT DAMN HULA SKIRT AGAIN!!!!!"
Mars was startled and fried him again. Tasuki smirked.
"So, ya like playing with fire eh?? Wanna have a little match?" The Director smacked him on the head.
"NO! You do *NOT*!!! You remember what happened *last* time, don't you??!!" From somewhere in the distance Chichiri sobbed again.
"NAGA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Ok, Director-sama. I won't fight her..... This time...." he smirked and turned away.
"WAIT! I need help to get back to the fight! Usagi can't win without me!!!"
"Don't ask me! I can't help ya.... But the old bag might have a spell!"
"TASUKI!!!!!" Taiitsu-kun had overheard and hit him on the head, "just for that, I'm gonna make you listen the Hamster Dance and the Spice Girls until you pass out!!!" The bandit shuddered.
"I'm sorry Taiitsu-kun! Please spare me!"
"I'll think about it....." she turned to Mars, "my child, how did this portal appear?"
"Well, Usagi and I were fighting a monster and then when I threw my fire, it counter-attacked and I found myself here. Can you help me?"
"I think I have a spell to get you back home..... but it will require a bit of preparation....."
"I AIN"T WEARING THAT DAMN HULA SKIRT AGAIN!!!!"
"You AHOU!!!!! This spell is *different*!!!!"
The girl bowed deeply to the controller, "In the name of Mars, I thank you."
"It's no problem."
In the moments after Taiitsu-kun had left, trailed by her many Nyan Nyans, everyone had swarmed the Sailor Seishi.
"So you fight monsters and bad guys?"
"Yes."
"That's so cool!"
"I love your outfit, red is so the new pink!"
"Of course."
"See, Soi? This is what *you* were supposed to look like earlier!" Miboshi and Chiriko were snickering at the remembrance of "Sailor Soi".
"Why you.... I'll *GET* you for that if it's the last thing I do!!" Miboshi took out his screenplay.
"Well, technically. The last thing you do is confess your love to Nakago but........" he flipped through the pages, "hey. I have a question! How come when Chiriko stabs himself and we're both dying, how come Chiriko is so perfectly in control of himself? I mean. Shouldn't I be trying to take over? Try to get out or something?" Chiriko grabbed the book and read.
"Yea..... I never understood that part.... Meh!" he shrugged, "it's probably just cuz I'm better than you!" Miboshi thwacked him.
"Are not!"
"Are too!"
"Are not!"
"Are too!"
"Well, at least I'm *useful* to my fellow Seishi!" That triggered something deep inside of the little boy that no one knew was there.
"WHY YOU!!!!!!! YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR INSOLENCE!!!!!!!!" Chiriko seemed to grow bigger, as fangs grew and multiple pinch marks appeared on his head and shaking fist. "MIBOSHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he let out his battle cry as he sent the little body-stealer through the air, with a strength that he didn't know he had.
Hotohori leaned over to whisper in Nakago's ear, "he's been spending *way* too much time with Tasuki! It's not good for his health...." Nakago watched and nodded his head vigorously.
"Yup, yup!"
Meanwhile the aforementioned (I *love* that word! = P) bandit was clapping Chiriko on the back, "that's meh boy!!! Good job Chiriko! Show em who's boss!" The little boy was still seething. Sailor Mars sweat-dropped as the corners of her mouth twitched, *these people are even weirder than Usagi! I have to get home!*
"So you're a Sailor Seishi? From Mars?"
"Well.... I was actually a Princess from Mars, a representative in the Crystal Millennium. I used to protect the Moon Princess. But that was over a thousand years ago.... Now I still protect the Moon Princess, but I'm not one myself."
"You don't say! So you were a Martian? Heh! I thought only little green men came from there! Hahahahahahahaha!" It was Tomahome who had spoken. He didn't seem to notice the pinch marks forming on the enraged girls head, as she raised her hands.
"Mars...."
Everyone backed slowly away from the two.
"Fire......"
Tomahome was still blissfully unaware of his fate.
"SURROUND!!!!!!" Numerous balls of fire leapt from Mar's fingers and straight toward the laughing Seishi. He turned in time to see them, but not in time escape. He let out a loud and terrified eep, before being burned alive. He crumbled to the ground in a pile of bones and ash. Mars dusted off her hands and flipped her hair over her shoulder. The Director saw this and screamed.
"WHY??!! WHY DOES THIS KEEP *HAPPENING*??!! TOMA-BABY! I NEED YOU!! YOU'RE MY *STAR*!!! WHY DOES EVERYONE WANT TO HURT YOU????" he looks up at everyone with tears in his eyes. Everyone capable looked up into the sky and whistled innocently.
"I guess someone up there with a lot of power is out to get you Toma!"
"Shut up Tasuki!" the pile of bones and ash was now a perfectly sound person again.
"Oh.... I was hoping you wouldn't come back like you always do...."
"I'm baaaacccck!" Everyone turned to see Taiitsu-kun return in all her, er..... glory.....
"Alright! This time we'll do it differently! I want you all to Disco to the Dancing Queen!" Everyone groaned, "please Taiitsu-kun! There's got to be another way!"
The controller sighed, "fine! Everyone form a circle around Sailor Mars and concentrate on getting her back home." Everyine sighed as they reluctantly obeyed. Suddenly Tomo was struck down by Taiitsu-kuns lightning wrath. "TOMO!!!! I SAID *CONCENTRATE*!!!!!!!!" he couldn't respond as he lay unconscious, his limbs twitching nervously from the shock.
From then on everyone concentrated as hard as they could. Taiitsu-kun chanted an incantation softly. The wind began to pick up and a strange buzzing filled the air. Soon the buzzing became static electricity and flames erupted around the Sailor Seishi. Her hair blew upwards as that ominous Twilight Zone music played again. Everyone stared in fascination as the flames licked and swirled around her until she dissolved into them. When the flames disappeared the wind died down and the music ceased. Everyone was left staring at the spot where she had been.
"Man, I miss her already! She was cool!"
"You only think that because she burned Tomahome!"
"So what? Everyone has a violent side, I like that in a girl!"
"I thought you didn't like girls?"
"Only certain ones......"
"Weird...."
"Alright! Now I will *not* allow anymore *interruptions*!!! We *will* continue with this!" The Director was smiling in triumph, until a nameless crew member came up and whispered something into his ear. "WHAT!?!?!?" he exploded, "WHAT DO YOU *MEAN* WE'VE LOST THE LIGHT???!!!!" He looked up into the sky and saw the sun just beginning to fade below the horizon. "NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It isn't *fair*!!!! WHY DO YOU MAKE ME SUFFER LIKE THIS???!!!!" He collapsed to his knees and cried. Miaka patted him on the back consolingly.
"Daijoubu! Tomorrow will be a brand new day, and we can work extra hard to get back on schedule!" she flashed her trademark smile and the Director looked at her with renewed hope in his eyes.
"You mean it?"
"Hai, Director-sama!" She stood and walked off. The Director was content at this and decided to go to bed early.