"Nii-san?" A voice called out.

Demande felt a gentle nudge, and opened his heavy eyelids to find Sapphir standing above him.

"Are you feeling alright?" he asked Demande.

"What time is it?" he replied groggily while ignoring his question.

"It's half past noon." Sapphir answered, showing him the face of his wrist watch.

Demande jolted upwards and jerked the sheets off from on top of him.

"I don't believe this, I'm so incredibly late!" he shouted as he made haste to get himself ready for work.

"Nii-san, calm down, it's a holiday today." Sapphir assured him.

Demande stopped what he was doing and thought to himself carefully.

"Yes, you're right, I had completely forgotten." he said with a sigh of relief.

Sapphir looked questioningly to his brother.

"I was starting to get worried, you've been sleeping for over 12 hours." Saphhir commented.

"It's nothing to worry about, I must have just needed the extra rest, is all." Demande responded.

"Well now that you're awake, come have the breakfast I made for us."

"That's very thoughtful of you, Sapphir. Just give me 5 minutes so I can change." Demande said with a tiresome smile.

Sapphir nodded cheerfully and left him alone.

Demande laid back on his bed and stared up at the ceiling as if it would aid in somehow recalling all of what had just happened. The once vivid dream started to fade away from him, only now becoming a mere shadow of what he had remembered, yet the main purpose of it all remained all too clear. That is, that's man's objective remained all too clear.

The brother's sat at the table, with a plate full of hotcakes and eggs before them with two mugs of piping hot coffee.

"Well, 'Itadakimasu' as they say." Sapphir said with a slight laughter.

Both remained silent as Demande took occasional sips of his coffee while Sapphir ate his food greedily. He was famished from waiting on his brother to wake up, not wanting to eat breakfast without him.

Sapphir noticed his brother kept looking off in the distance as if he were lost in thought.

"Are you not hungry, Nii-san, you've hardly touched your food."

Demande looked back to him, now giving his full attention.

"I have something I want to ask you." he said.

"Alright, what is it?" Sapphir asked.

"You told me at the concert of how you had hacked into the Crystal Palace's main database and had found out information that I am unaware of. We haven't touched on the subject of it since that day and I would like to know what all you had found out." Demande told him.

"What is it you want to know?" Sapphir asked with an air of suspicion.

"The Marboro no Ginzuishou." he said flatly.

Sapphir who was bringing a fork full of food up to his mouth, paused before bringing it back down to his plate.

Demande taking notice of his discomfort commented, "So there is something you found out. Well, come on, what is it?"

Sapphir silently shook his head.

"You still do not trust me enough to tell me?" Demande asked.

"It's not that." Sapphir said hesitantly. "I just didn't want you to think...it was all for nothing."

"What do you mean?"

"When Wiseman put it in your head that covetting the Silver Crystal would somehow grant you this enormous power...well, he was either lying to you or was simply mistaken himself on that fact because it is impossible." he answered.

"Impossible?"

"Yes, according to files that date all the way back to the time of Silver Millenium, it is decreed that only a female of the royal Lunarian bloodline can wield the power of the Maboro No Ginzuishou, no others. However, this is a fact that probably took years to be uncovered by the members of the Crystal Palace of the 30th century and could be unknown even to them in this time period. So you see, our main objective to obtain and use the Silver Crystal to change destiny really was a fruitless endeavor that was realized too late and that was why I didn't want to tell you."

Demande sat back in his seat.

'You must unionize the Maboro no Ginzuishou with the Black Crystal'

The man's voice echoed in his memory.

'It is the only way.'

"But what if it can be joined with something in order for someone else besides the Queen to use it?"

"It's an interesting theory but, it doesn't mention anything of the sort in what I read. I'd imagine it's possible, but is something that couldn't be forced and only she could allow if she wanted it. But tell me, why do you ask these questions?" Sapphir asked him.

"I suppose just out of morbid curiosity, but, I'll change the subject now. What shall we do today?" Demande asked.

Sapphir glanced away from him, taking on an air of guilt.

"I'm sorry Nii-san, Naoko invited me to the carnival that's going on today and paid for my ticket already. You can come with us?" he suggested.

Demande gave a chuckle. "Nonsense, I wouldn't want to intrude on your date."

Sapphir began to turn red.

"It's not like that at all! Some other people are meeting up with us we get there!" he said defensively.

Demande continued to laugh, "Don't worry about it. I'll find something to do, you have fun."

Sapphir checked his watch.

"I guess I should be on my way now. Enjoy your day Nii-san, we'll make plans for tomorrow."

After he had left, Demande was left to soak in all of what Sapphir had told him.

He was still unsure on if the man in his dream was real or merely a figment of his imagination. But he somehow knew about one of the most well kept secrets of the Marboro no Ginzuishou, a fact that even Sailor Moon herself may not know.

His stomach started to growl, distracting him from his thoughts and making him suddenly aware of the untouched plate of food that has grown cold over the passing minutes.

The realization that he had the day to spend however he wanted overtook him and his sudden appetite caused him to dig into his food happily.

He knew that on his extra day off he should have been spending his day working on growing the Jakoushuishou, but his body felt much too tired to endure such a tasking thing.

Aside from that, taking his time to venture outside to clear his head seemed much more appealing for there was a lot to think about.


The sun was at it's highest point with not a single cloud in the clear blue sky. The temperature outside was warm, but with the cool breeze blowing through the air it was hardly noticeable. It was days like these that he could only but to imagine while living on a dark and cold planet such as Nemesis. Something he could appreciate much more than anyone on Earth ever could.

He aimlessly wandered down the streets trying to rationalize his dream as best he could. Was he perhaps so strained that a strange dream appeared that will consequently lead to nothing, or was it in fact real somehow?

What would be at stake for that man to want Demande to get the things he desired such as Usagi along with the Silver Crystal and Crystal Tokyo.

Or rather, at this point the Silver Crystal and Crystal Tokyo weren't as important to him anymore, just an added bonus. He had lived all his life as a Prince, and it never brought his as much happiness as living in his short time on Earth as a common man. It is only gaining Usagi's love that is most important to him and although he had wanted revenge on this planet once, he only now wished to live among it in it's beauty with the woman he was in love with.

However if gaining the Silver Crystal was the only way that this could be done, then it is what needed to be done.

His steps guided him toward a large gated entryway that said in giant letters:

Ichinohashi Park

It was the park that Usagi had taken him the other day. Usagi who he wished was here with him right now more than anything.

He walked over the bridge floored with cobblestone toward the large fountain that spouted a large stream of water with coins laying in the bottom.

Along the way, he noticed from afar that Michiru and Haruka were in a distance talking to someone who was sitting on a bench in front of them, but a trash can blocked the person's identity. He quickly hurried toward the fountain to distance himself from them while they seemed distracted enough.

.When he turned towards the fountain, he pulled out a single Yen from his pant pocket.

Usagi told him that it was common practice for people to throw these in there and make a wish for something you really wanted. It was a silly superstition but he tossed it into the fountain anyway.

"Well... When in Rome." he repeated an Earth philosophy he had recently learned.

The Yen crashed into the water until it slowly sank into the bottom of the fountain camouflaging itself among all the other hundreds of coins that lie among it.

There was only one thing he wished for more than anything, but yet it was one thing that could never be muttered aloud.

When he turned back around, he froze his stance when he saw that Usagi was in the area where Haruka and Michiru stood only moments before, only they were both gone now. She sat on the bench casually checking her watch while a black cat sat beside her.

He felt overwhelmingly happy but almost frightened on her appearing in front of him after making that wish. It didn't matter though.

Without hesitation he began walking towards her.

"Demande!"

A voice called to him.

He hadn't heard it clearly at first.

"Demande, please wait!" A woman's voice said again but more loudly this time.

He stopped and quickly turned to the voice who yelled a name that only he and one other person knew existed.

A young woman ran up towards him.

She had long, straight black hair and wore a blue thin strapped dress that revealed her large chest and came up more than half way above her knees. Her eyes were very dark, almost black but still stood out through the heavy makeup she wore around them.

When she had approached him, she had stopped to catch her breath from the quick run.

"I knew it was you when you were standing at the fountain." she said to him.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" he asked.

"Awe come on, I know it's been like a month but I figured you wouldn't forget a pretty face like mine." the woman said conceitedly.

Demande who continued to look back at her blankly, merely shook his head.

She sighed.

"We had met at the bar, The White Rabbit. My name is Natsumi, please don't forget it this time. Your brother was supposed pass along my number to you, but, I guess he didn't. Which is messed up because we helped Sapphir out, you know?" she pouted.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Weeks ago, my friend and I saw him at The White Rabbit again. He was in a bad situation where he had built up a large tab at the bar and didn't have any money on him. Thankfully just as the bartender was about to phone the police, we paid for his tab and he hung out with us for a while after that. That is until he blew us off and left." she said irritably while rolling her eyes.

He knew of the night she was referring to and thought back to when his brother arrived home after being out all night and the marks that were on his neck that he shamefully wanted to hide.

"What did you do to him?" Demande asked her angrily.

"Nothing!" she said defensively. "Demande, it was my friend, Yukiko, who was interested in him. As handsome as your brother is, I haven't been able to shake you off my mind from that night we met."

"How do you know that name?" he asked her.

She smiled.

"I apologize, I meant to say Prince Demande." she said as she playfully bowed to him.

Demande's face went pale.

"Your brother says the funniest things when he's drunk." she giggled.

"What else did he tell you?"

She continued to laugh, "That you both came from outer space, from a different planet called, oh what was it, Nemesis or something like that. And also that you're both prince's from the future who have traveled back in time."

Instead of reacting in an obvious manner, Demande decided to play it off instead.

With a fake laugh he responded, "Yes when he drinks he starts spouting random nonsense, he's a very imaginative person. But I'm afraid he made up those names you call us because that is not my name at all."

She stopped giggling and took on a more serious tone, "What shall I call you then?"

"My actual name is Tohru."

"Would you like to go somewhere?" she asked seductively, while moving closer to him.

"Er, actually...I was just heading home, but it was very nice to meet you-" he said and attempted to simply walk away.

But she placed a hand on his chest to stop him.

"You know, it was very rude of your brother to walk out on us like that. We dropped a lot of money on him so that he wouldn't end up in jail. I think a little something is owed to us, or at least, to me." she said in absolute seriousness.

"I'll repay whatever money his tab was."

Demande pulled out his wallet, ready to pull out whatever cash necessary.

"How much?"

She smiled deviously and now graze her finger along his chest from one end to the other.

"I don't want your money. You can pay me back in another way."

"How? I don't understand." Demande said in confusion.

She started to giggle in excitement, "I want you to go on a date with me. Today. Right now!"

Demande took a step back.

"A date?"

"Yes, I want you to take me on a date. One is all I need, I know you'll ask me out for more." she winked.

"That's really not necessary, I have the money." he said.

"No, I won't accept it. I've grown bored with the people in this town and suddenly a handsome foreigner like you shows up and all I've wanted is to see you again. I am not taking 'no' for an answer, it's the least you could do."

Demande pulled out a sum of money and placed it in her hand.

"This should be more than enough to cover everything, I'm sorry." he said before quickly walking away from her.

"Demande wait, Demande!" she yelled to him.

He looked to where Usagi was, and even though she was distracted from talking with a little boy who had fallen, it was only a matter of time until she would hear this forbidden name being called out.

"Shhh! I told you that is not my name!" he called back to her.

"I don't care, please don't leave, Demande!"

"Alright, alright, I'll do whatever you want but you must never call me by that ever again, you understand?" he eagerly told her.

"So you'll spend the day with me?" she asked innocently.

He sighed, "If that is what you wish."

It was a small price to pay, he supposed.

She gleamed with happiness and locked her arm around his.

"Where to?" she asked gleefully.


Meanwhile, Usagi had just finished tending to a little boy who had fallen and scraped his knee. When he ran off, Seiya, who she had set to meet, arrived several minutes later than she had arranged.

"What's up, have you been waiting long?" Seiya said aloofly.

"You know I did!" she said angrily. "It's bad enough that I have to meet with you on my holiday to work on homework since you haven't helped with our book report at all! But now you're also late and all you have to say is 'what's up?'

"What can I say, I'm a very busy guy." he responded casually.

Usagi let out a groan.

"Or is it maybe that you'd rather be working on it with Mr. Satoshi?" he continued.

"Oh, Seiya, don't start this again. It's because of you not being available that I've had to get his help." she told him.

He patted her on the head.

"I know, and I'm sorry for that. Believe me if I could help it, I would have spent every day I could with you...working on it, that is." he said before smiling.

Her heart started to flutter suddenly, causing her expression to soften a bit.

"As long as it gets finished in time..." she said with a blush.


"Where shall we go, Tohru?" Natsumi enthusiastically asked Demande.

"I don't know yet, but we must leave here now." he replied anxiously.

She suddenly gasped.

"I don't believe it! Isn't that Seiya from the Three Lights over there?" she pointed.

He looked over to where Usagi was who was now joined by Seiya.

Demande felt a rage of fury as he watched Seiya placing his hand on her. If he was still 'Prince Demande of Nemesis' he wouldn't hesitate to blast his head off right here and now.

Natsumi could tell Demande's demeanor had changed when he looked at them.

"Oh, don't worry, I am by no means a 'Seiya fangirl." she said, mistaking his jealousy. "They're way too young for me anyways but if I had to pick one it would be Yaten."

She playfully ran a piece Demande's hair in between her fingers.

"I like the light colored hair." she whispered in his ear.

Demande shifted away uncomfortably.

"But, my roommate's a huge fan of his, so I'd like to try and get his autograph before we go!" she said.

Demande opened his mouth in an attempt to to dissuade her, but it was already too late, she had grabbed onto his hand and pulled him towards them.


"How about we go to the carnival after we're finished, I heard it's in town." Seiya suggested to Usagi.

Usagi perked up, "That sounds like a great idea!"

"Alright then, let's go." he said as they both turned to leave.

"Excuse me!" a voice called out.

Both Seiya and Usagi turned to the attractive woman running towards them with their librarian being dragged along behind her.

"Is that who I think it is?" Seiya mumbled to Usagi.

Usagi didn't answer but simply watched.

"Are you Seiya Kou by any chance?" Natsumi enthusiastically asked Seiya.

"Why yes I am, but then again, he could of told you that." he referred to Demande.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't know you knew each other, you're so full of surprises!" Natsumi told Demande.

"Yes, these are both students at the school I work at." he told her.

"Great! You wouldn't mind signing an autograph for me, would you?"

"For a pretty lady such as yourself, it's no problem at all." he answered charismatically.

While the two were conversing with each other, Demande noticed Usagi stayed silent and wouldn't even glance in his direction as if she were purposely avoiding him.

"Thank you so much, Seiya!" Natsumi said to him.

"No, thank you for keeping the Three Light's popularity alive. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to get back to my date." Seiya winked to Demande.

Demande gripped his hands together so tightly in anger that he could feel his fingernails breaking the surface of his skin.

"Seiya, I told you this is not a date, our book report is due in two days!" Usagi snapped.

"Shh, Odango, you don't have to say it so bluntly." Seiya muttered her.

Demande relaxed when he heard this and even gave a smirk, "Is that so. Well, we should let you get to it then, we wouldn't want Miss Tsukino to fail her report on account of you."

"We need to be getting back to our date now as well, thanks again Seiya." Natsumi said while clinging to Demande's arm.

"Take care, Miss Tsukino." Demande told her before they left them.

Seiya started to chuckle to himself.

"Guess I was mistaken about him after all." Seiya said aloud.

"Of course you were." Usagi said irritably.

"I must say, this is the first time I've got any ounce of respect for that guy. Not bad." he said while looking the lady up and down as she walked away.

"Let's just go." Usagi said while walking ahead of him.

"Oi! Odango wait up!"


"It's funny." Natsumi said.

"What?" Demande asked.

"That of all the girls he could pick from, it turns out to be someone as simple as that girl." she replied.

Demande stopped walking.

"That was very uncalled for, she's a very nice girl. And he didn't choose her because they're not dating." he said sternly.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to talk about one of your students like that. Forget them, where are you taking me?" She asked eagerly.

"Wherever you feel like, this was your idea after all." he sighed.

"No I want you decide, I'd like to see the kind of places you go to." she smiled.

He thought to himself and began to smile.

"Alright, I have just the place."


He led her a few blocks away to the Game Center Crown.

The doors opened to the extremely loud and busy arcade.

Since it was a holiday, there were many people in today ranging from little kids from primary school all the way up to university age.

Natsumi grimaced at the sight of such a place.

"An arcade?" she said, unamused.

"You wanted me to pick." he shrugged. "Don't you like video games?"

She shook her head, "They're okay I suppose."

Several of the mostly male attendants inside the arcade began to take notice of her and stared gawkingly towards her, causing Natsumi to begin to look visibly uncomfortable.

He started laugh to himself without her noticing. He wasn't as thickheaded as she thought, he knew she would hate it here.

"Tohru-chan, how about you try to win a prize from the crane game for me?" she asked while taking his arm in hers.

The unfortunate side effect from the many staring otaku's was that it made her cling onto him more which he hadn't planned on.

Demande purchased tokens from Motoki Furuhata who happened to attend the same university as Natsumi, coincidentally, as they exchanged quick 'hello's' with one another before making their way to where the large crane was located.

He wouldn't use his powers as he did when he won that prize for Usagi and as he knew without them, these games were pretty difficult to win.

She pointed to the stuffed puppy dog that she wanted, and he placed the crane over it without using much strategy as he was indifferent to if he won or not.

Miraculously, the crane grabbed onto the dog and placed it into the bin, leaving him in shock.

"Oh my god, you did it, and on the very first try!" she squeaked.

She took the dog out of the bin and gave him a kiss on the cheek while clinging onto his arm again.

"You should try again!"

He gave a nod and attempted it again, this time, not aiming for anything but just dropping the crane at random.

But again, the crane picking up a teddy bear.

She jumped up and clapped.

"Again! You're on some kind of winning streak!"

He used his same method of not really trying, but again the crane picked up a Sailor Mars doll.

"How did you know she was my favorite! Again!"

After 3 more times, he had managed to pick up a keychain, a brooch and a stuffed white cat that caught onto another toy along with it.

After getting a large sack to put all her prizes in from the counter, the arcade started to become too unbearably crowded for Demande's taste so he suggested they grab something to eat.

On their way out, Natsumi stopped him when she noticed people stepping out of a photo booth.

"Hey it's free now, would you want to take one?" she asked.

Demande only shrugged in response which was enough to drag him over to it.

"What do I do?" he asked as he looked at the screen that reflected their faces back to them.

"Just look into here and it'll take our picture every 10 seconds, so don't forget pose." she replied.

When it was finished, they both stepped out and she handed him his copy of the strip of photos they took. While he looked to be awkwardly staring into the screen in the first few, he began to grin and then laugh in the last couple from the absurdness of it all, making it appear as if he was smiling with her as she kissed him on his cheek in the last frame.

While he would've tossed it away the moment she turned her back, he couldn't help but hold onto it as the man in the photo's was unrecognizable. It was a reflection of how far he had come since arriving here and how much he had truly resembled to be that of a Earth man. As the ruler of Nemesis, he never would have been able to experience such a normal occurrence such as this. It would be a souvenir of his very first "date" in the traditional sense.

They went next door to the Fruits Parlor Crown where they each enjoyed hamburgers while she went on and on about herself, about her university life, her night job as a cocktail waitress, and other things he would soon forget. She could be reprehensible, yes, but in a way, she reminded him somewhat of himself. When she wanted something, her tenacity would stop at nothing to take it, which was admirable but, unfortunate, since he was on the receiving end.

All in all, he wasn't exactly having a terrible time, however, there would have to be an end to this at some point and he knew in the back of his mind that it wouldn't be as easy as a simple "goodbye."

When they finished their meal, the day was drawing to a close and the sun was beginning to set. She insisted they finish off the night with drinks at a place of his choosing.

As they walked to area he had in mind, she held onto his hand and interlaced her fingers into his. He had given up a long time ago in trying to avoid contact with an aggressive woman such as herself, since it proved nearly impossible.

It was then when the evening took a complete turn, as he started to sense a dark energy wave a ways away from where they were wandering.

He stopped in his tracks in order to scan the streets and detect where exactly this energy was coming from.

"Is something wrong?" Natsumi asked.

Demande didn't answer her, but followed the source of the energy which led to a club down the street from them.

As he looked on further, he noticed the familiar white haired lady in the black pantsuit, also known as, Sailor Iron Mouse, discussing something with the bouncer before he let her inside.

"There, we must go there now!" he pointed before he pulled Natsumi along with him abruptly.

"Great choice, I love this club, they play the best music, even American hits!" she breathlessly said as she followed behind him.

The bouncer immediately allowed the two of them inside without much waiting in line.

What lied in there, was something Demande was not at all prepared for.

The amount of noise and pulsating lights inside was unlike anything he had every beheld before. Even the concert and arcade he had been to hadn't been as overwhelmingly loud.

While Natsumi smiled and walked with him unbothered by the noise, she looked to her date who slowly brought up his hands to cover his ears.

She started to laugh and yell, "Is this your first time in a club?"

He couldn't hear her at all but was able to read her lips before giving a nod in response.

She laughed again and took his hand, leading him through the dense crowd of dancing couples.

Demande surveyed his surroundings which all seemed to become one big blur as he passed by the busy combination of lights and movement. He knew this was a place he wouldn't much care for if he had his choosing.

But he had to remember why he was here.

Anytime he had ever seen Sailor Iron Mouse, it almost always meant there was trouble that followed. She was clearly looking for her next target to bring out that shiny gem her victims usually sprouted.

Natsumi continued to cling onto him as she lead him towards the bar and order two martini's for them to sip on. After she handed him his glass, she softly clinked her glass against his.

"To a wonderful evening!" she said to him in his ear before downing her martini.

He shrugged indifferently as he too, sipped down his unpleasantly salty drink.

Demande grimaced and sat the empty glass down on the nearest surface. There seemed to be no sign of Sailor Iron Mouse's aura anymore that he could tell, but he continued to intently scan the mass of people which proved difficult through the strobe lights flashing on and off.

Natsumi took notice of his sudden distraction and forced his gaze back to her by pulling him toward the dance floor.

As they made their way through the dense crowd, it was then, when a couple dancing with each other among the several dozens, caught his eye.

It was Usagi and Seiya.

The expression that she wore as she danced alongside him was that of absolute happiness and it angered him deeply.

Someone as pompous and contemptible as that Seiya was in no way to be an acceptable rival.

Natsumi again took notice his sudden change in stance and looked over to the dancing couple as well. It became apparent to her that there was something more between the three of them than she had originally thought.

She stepped in front of him, trying to block his vision of them, and took his arms placing his hands on her hips.

He looked into her eyes that stared back at his with intensity and she started to sway them side to side in the same way some of the other women around were doing. It was uncertain of what he was suppose to do in return as he continued to stand still as she pressed herself up against him.

Between the the powerful base of the music vibrating his chest, the pulsating lights and horrible alcohol he had just drank, he started to feel ill.

He pulled away from her and quickly made his way in the hallway that lead to the exit in order to get away from the crowd of people.

His nausea guided him to the nearest wall to grab onto as he took in deep breaths before pounding his fist into it with anger.

"Damn him!" he said aloud.

In that moment, all the lights inside the building ubiquitously shut off and the place went quiet. Although, his ears were still ringing from the music, he could hear and see the crowd of people making their way toward the exit while he stood looked on curiously from the other side of doorway.

Among the many people heading to the exit, Natsumi was nowhere to be found but he assumed that she made her way out safely.

It soon became completely quiet as there seemed to be no one left inside.

However he was wrong, as Usagi suddenly burst inside the hallway, panting heavily.

He quickly ducked around the corner before she was able to spot him.

"I've got to hurry, Seiya won't stand a chance against Sailor Iron Mouse!" she said in a panic.

"Moon Eternal Makeup!"

A flash of bright pink light filled the hallway before she ran back inside the club transformed into Sailor Moon.

He ran up to the entryway and carefully peered inside to see that not only Sailor Iron Mouse was inside, but the Sailor Starlights as well.

"In the name of the Moon, I'll punish you!" Sailor Moon called out to Sailor Iron Mouse as he caught her at the end of her usual speech.

"Stay out of my way! You don't understand what I'm going through right now!" Iron Mouse replied stressfully back to her.

As Iron Mouse brought her bracelets together to prepare for an attack, an unperturbed Sailor Moon ignored her and walked calmly to the middle of the empty dance floor where a tiny bear toy laid on the ground.

"This...this is Seiya's." Sailor moon said with a shaken voice. "What happened to Seiya? Please don't let it be that you turned him into a Phage!"

This caused one of the Sailor Starlights to stir and give off a an expression that Demande found puzzling.

"He's safe, I can assure you." she said, believing her to be the one called, Sailor Star Fighter.

"Is he really?" Sailor Moon asked.

"I give you my word." she replied.

Just then Sailor Iron Mouse broke out into a hysterical fit of laughter.

"You don't know, do you? But I do! I do! Only I know the secret!" Iron Mouse chanted.

"Want to know Seiya's….true identity?" Iron Mouse playfully asked.

"Star Serious Laser!" Sailor Star Fighter called out.

An abundance of laser energy came flying towards Iron Mouse but she was protected by the last minute as she became engulfed inside of a telephone booth.

The sight of the phone booth gave a Demande a strong sense of deja vu.

Sailor Iron Mouse sneered at them and laughed.

"If you don't want me to reveal it then just hand over your star seeds…"

Just then, the telephone inside of it started to ring, causing her to panic wildly.

As it did Demande began to feel an aura so dark and evil that he started to become nauseous, feeling his heart palpitating violently and a cold sweat pour down his forehead.

Sailor Iron Mouse stared back at the ringing phone, not even attempting to hide at how much it deeply disturbed her. She reached out her trembling hand slowly up to it and answered it.

Everyone else in the room was nothing but an audience now and were all silent as they watched the events that unfolded next.

She changed her composure when she said in the receiver, "Sailor Iron Mouse at your service!"

Her expression soon dropped again and the small atmosphere around the telephone booth started to morph and change around her.

"Sailor Galaxia, please forgive me!" she called out seemingly to no one as she started to cry.

Soon enough, the dark silhouette of a woman appeared next to the phone booth.

Under her control, Sailor Iron Mouse's arms were forced together in front of her.

"I beg you! Please don't take my bracelets!"

The form of the dark figure started to become clear now, revealing a beautiful woman in a god shielded senshi's uniform.

She seemed to ignore everyone else in the room and only stared down coldly onto the pathetic crying form of Sailor Iron Mouse.

Sailor Galaxia then raised a hand out in front of her in the direction of Sailor Iron Mouse while she made her last attempts at pleaing with the woman.

That was when the room started to become dark and the bracelets of Sailor Iron Mouse glowed a bright light until she completely disintegrated.

Her bracelets teleported onto the woman's hand as everyone let out a gasp.

The woman now gave her attention to the rest of the bystanders.

"I, Galaxia, am master of the Milky Way. If you don't want to end up like her, stay out of my way." she raised her voice.

As she turned to vanish, she, unbeknownst to the rest of the room, made one last glance in direction Demande was in and gave an evil smirk.

After the distorted area around her disappeared, everyone stood still in shock.

One of the Starlights broke the silence first.

"Galaxia. Our true enemy-the one who destroyed our home."

"What?" Sailor Moon said in surprise.

"You should be careful." Star Fighter told her.

"Will you help us fight her? Together, we can defeat any enemy." Sailor Moon said in naivety.

"Not a chance. We didn't come here to protect the Earth. Protect the planet yourself." Star Fighter retorted before all three disappeared out of there.

Demande decided to take this chance to make his way back towards the exit before he would be caught.

However, he wasn't able to make it very far as his body started to grow weak. He stopped and leaned back against the wall, feeling as if everything was crashing down onto him.

'In 24 hours, you will remember what it is you have forgotten.' the voice from his dream echoed inside head.

Demande dropped to the ground as flashes of memories from the day of the concert flooded in his head. Sailor Galaxia. The two silhouetted figures. The Star Seeds that decorated her endless lair. And the most important detail of it all. The true Star Seed of the Earth belonging to that of King Endymion that is currently in the possession of Sailor Galaxia, indicating that his life force is now gone.

The King is dead.

He began to laugh and said it aloud.

"The King is dead."

His eyes started to gloss over and illuminate a purple color as he folded his legs beneath him and rocked back and forth, laughing uncontrollably to himself as that fact played like beautiful music over and over to him.

The King is dead. The King is dead. The King is dead.

The King is…..DEAD.