Chapter 2

The Outers told Lita and Raye to get Serena, Mina and Amy to Crown Parlor at exactly 3:00 the next day. They were now dragging them to Crown.

"Why are you in such a hurry today?" Amy asked.

"Um… Because they came out with a new cake flavor today and samples are first come, first serve!" Raye lied.

"Really" Serena asked. Raye nodded.

"Awesome!" And with that Serena took off like a speeding comet.

When they got there, they found a very pissed off Serena sitting in a booth with the outer senshi. Raye smiled, happy with the results. "There wasn't a new flavor on the menu. You lied." Serena said in a sad, disappointed tone.

"She lied because we needed to get you over here because there are some really special people here to see you three." Lita explained, pointing to Serena, Amy, and Mina.

Special people, here to see us. Maybe she means…" Amy's thoughts were cut off when the Three Lights and Princess Kakyuu walked through the door.

"Seiya!" Serena yelled, running to him and choking him in a hug.

"Hey, Odango." Seiya said, gasping for oxygen.

Amara and Michelle watched the reunion from the booth. Amara just rolled her eyes towards Michelle.

"You said that you'd be nice." Michelle reminded her.

"I'm trying." Amara said, disgusted.

"Hi, Yaten!" Mina said, flirtatiously batting her eyes.

"Hey, Mina." Yaten said, trying not to burst out in a fit of laughter.

"It's nice to see you, Taiki." Amy greeted shakily.

"You too, Amy." Taiki responded.

Lita and Raye looked at each other, satisfied with their work. Then someone's phone rang. It was Amy's. "What is that?" Serena asked.

"It's an alarm that I set on my phone. It means that I have forty-five minutes to make it to cram school. So, I've got to go. Bye, everyone." Amy said, leaving.

"I'll walk you there!" Taiki offered.

"Um, okay." Amy agreed.


Taiki was walking Amy to cram school, when they passed by a park. There were a lot of people running out. "What are they running from?" Amy asked.

"I don't know, but I don't have a good feeling about this." Taiki said as they ran towards the park. People were running from a phage. They made sure no one was around and transformed.

"Mercury Crystal Power!"Amy yelled.

"Maker Star Power!" Taiki yelled.

This phage was interesting to say the least. It was very colorful. It had a beret, just like an artist.

"Who the heck are you?" Maker asked.

"Why, I'm Sailor Artist!" the phage said. Mercury and Maker just looked at each other.

"Here have some paint thinner!" Sailor Artist said as he released a strange liquid. Mercury and Maker jumped of the way. The Paint thinner burned through the ground like acid. They were getting beaten up, down and sideways. Mercury was finally able to call the others, they definitely needed. Just as Sailor Artist was about to attack again, an array of lights lit up behind the phage.

Someone yelled "Silver Moon Crystal Power Kiss", it was Sailor Moon. The phage was actually the homeless artist that Serena met. 1.) All of the other senshi were there.

"Are you guys okay?" Sailor Moon asked Maker and Mercury.

"Yeah, we're fine." Maker answered.

"Wait a second, was that a phage?" Sailor Uranus asked.

"Unfortunately, it was." Mercury answered.

While they were talking, someone that looked like one of Galaxia's Sailor Animates aimed her weapon at Sailor Moon 2.). She fired and Sailor Moon, not noticing at thing, moved out of the way and the arrow went straight for Sailor Mercury.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Mercury screamed in total agony as she collapsed. Good thing Maker caught her before she hit the ground. Just as she landed in Maker's arms, she de-transformed.

"Shit! I didn't get Sailor Moon! But hey, at least I got a senshi." The animate said.

"Oh, my God! Amy are you okay?" Sailor Moon asked, kneeling down at Amy's side. No response.

"Is she breathing?" Sailor Venus asked, trying not to look at her pale, unconscious friend.

"Barely." Healer said as she checked Amy's pulse.

"We've got to get her out of here! Now!" a frantic Maker said.

"There's hospital around the corner!" Raye told them.