Darien stared out at the ocean as he thought over his conversation with Luna. The moon cat told him of the strange visitor that Rei had come across at the temple and he was worried. He had hoped that his feelings of foreboding were wrong but now it was clear that they would soon be facing a new enemy.

What he didn't understand was that in his dreams, he'd seen the enemy as being avians. The man that Rei had seen at the temple had looked like Jadeite and who was the woman that she'd seen with him? Could it be the woman that he'd seen in his dreams?

Darien turned back toward his motorcycle in disgust. He had no answers, and he had no course of action to get them. He was regulated to waiting until they made a move and hope that when they do that no civilians would get hurt in the process.

The doctors have him diagnosed as being schizophrenic, but Hatsu knew better. She suspected that his memories of his former life had somehow been triggered. Not all of them, but enough of them that had made it impossible for him to live normally among his family of this time.

While looking at his records the night before, Hatsu also saw that her old friend hadn't received any visitors for nearly two years. Apparently, none of his friends or family had been able to handle watching him slip back and forth between this reality and the one where he was a protector of the kingdom's heir. Slowly, each who had at first come frequently had begun to stop their visits altogether.

Hatsu waited for Malachite to look her over before the man finally asked, "Do I know you?"

"You did a long time ago," the oracle said before adding, "and you will once again."

"You called me General. So, you know that I am a protector of our prince."

"Yes. I also know that he needs your protection once more."

The declaration caused the man's head to jolt up as his sense of duty shown in his eyes. "He is in danger?"

"Yes. I'll explain fully once we get you out of here."

"And just how will that happen? These people never allow me to leave these corridors." Malachite eyed the attendants who guarded the doors. "I've tried to leave before but each time I've been stopped."

Hatsu made sure her voice was only loud enough for the man in front of her to hear before replying, "That is because you didn't have magic on your side at the time."

She opened her bag and pulled out a silver writing pen and a notepad before pushing them across the table toward the general.

"What's this for?"

"The pen has been enchanted. Use it when you are alone."

Malachite picked up the pen and looked over it meticulously before nodding. He then saw the attendants herding each of the other patients back toward the door that led back out of the visitation room.

"Just so I know, what do I call you?"

"I was simply known as, Oracle." Hatsu waited as Malachite stared into her eyes and she could sense him trying to remember her, but his memories were very limited in this time. After a moment, he turned back toward the attendant to returned to his room, carrying the pen and notepad.

Michael stepped off of the plane and pulled his jacket a bit closer to fight off the chill of the mountains. He'd come a couple of days earlier than he'd planned but he knew that Kyle wouldn't mind. His friend had always let him know that he was welcomed anytime. That was fortunate now as Michael put as much distance between himself and his adopted hometown where he'd lived for the last couple of years.

Looking around, he saw his friend and who had to be his recent bride waiting near the gate that all of the passengers were being ushered to. Waving toward his friend, Michael shouldered his bag and quickly made his way over to him.

"Michael, I'm glad you made it." Kyle greeted his friend with a handshake before turning toward Serena. "I'd like you to meet Serena, my wife."

"Finally, I get to meet the woman that this guy just won't shut up about."

"It's nice to meet you." Serena smiled as she greeted the man. All the while, she couldn't help but get the feeling that she'd met him somewhere before.

"You know, it's not my fault that you couldn't make it to the wedding. If you had, you would have already met her."

Serena listened with half an ear as she tried to figure out just where she remembered Michael from. She heard as the two men continued to joke and kid around on the way to the car. As the trio arrived at the Garret family resort Serena caught Michael's profile and it hit her.

From the side, he looked just like Zoisite. All he needed was longer hair and he'd be a dead ringer. But it couldn't be. Zoisite was dead. Wasn't he? Not to mention, Kyle had grown up with the man, so it wasn't like this man had just shown up out of nowhere. It had to just be a very strange coincidence that he looked so much like the general of the past.

Ami waited for her mother so that the two of them could eat lunch together as she overheard two doctors in the lounge discussing some odd cases that had recently come to the hospital. So far this week alone six men had been admitted into the hospital with very strange wounds on their arms and foreheads. All of them had been drained of their blood.

Ami's brows furled as she listened. "Could they have run across this mysterious new enemy?"

What she couldn't understand was why the victims had been bled. In the past, all of the victims of their various enemies only drained people of their life-force energy, not their blood.

"I'd better tell the others about this."

Ami left a message for her mother to tell her that something came up before calling an emergency Scout meeting.

Malachite waited for the lights to go out all over the ward as the other patients began to call it a night. Hearing the hall grow quiet, he went over to the small desk that was in the room and pulled out the notepad and silver pen that the oracle had given him earlier in the day. He wondered how just simply writing with the pen was supposed to help him escape but part of him believed that it would. The oracle was the first person to ever believe him about his life as a general. The least that he could do was believe her when she said that she had a plan.

Taking the pen in hand, he began to write the first thing that he could think of; he began to describe a battle that had been so vivid in his mind for years. As the images flowed onto the paper he didn't notice as his visitor from earlier in the day appeared next to him. When he finally looked up, he'd written more than a dozen pages of his time in a long-ago kingdom. Standing next to him, he saw the mysterious woman who had visited him earlier in the day.

"Oracle, you're here."

"Yes, I was able to pin-point your location as you used the pen." Hatsu reached out for the pen and accepted it as Malachite handed it to her. She placed it in her bag and pulled out a dagger that was very similar to the one that she'd given Jadeite. "Now, we need to return the rest of your memories and get out of here."

"How will we do that?"

"First, I'll need your hand. Then, after I carve the image of the royal crest into it, I'll pour this potion onto your palm. Once it mixes with your blood, your memories will be fully returned."

Malachite looked at his palm and thought about allowing the woman in front of him slicing into it. A small price to pay if it meant that he could feel like he was a complete person again; not the incomplete shell of one who only could remember half a life.

"Alright, do it." Malachite held out his hand calmly and waited for the oracle to cut into his palm and barely flinched as she poured the memory potion into it.

As the concoction absorbed into his blood, Malachite felt the years fall away and for just a moment he was standing back in the great hall with his fellow generals and his prince. Almost before the flashback began it ended and he was back in his room back in the psychiatric ward. He could remember both his life in the old kingdom as well as the life he'd had before being admitted into the hospital. Looking up, he finally recognized the woman he'd known only as Oracle all day and knew her to be the woman he'd grown up with back in the old kingdom.

"Hattie?"

"Looks like your memories have returned. I'll fill you in on the mission after we're out of here."

Hatsu placed a hand on Malachite's arm and the two of them vanished just as the door opened with a nurse coming in through it to check on her patient.

Jadeite opened his door to his apartment dejected after realizing that he'd lost track of the other general. Now he was back to being the only general with the mission to protect the prince. He didn't know how he was going to be able to defeat the Benu without his friends.

As he closed the door behind him, he realized that Hatsu had returned and found her sitting at the table staring into a bowl of water.

"Made yourself at home, I see."

"And I can't help but notice that you've returned alone," Hatsu replied quickly. "Here I thought that you were so certain that breaking the news to Zoisite of his being a magical general from another time would be simple."

"Alright, so I underestimated just how complicated it could all be-" Jadeite went to continue but stopped as he heard someone moving around in the bathroom. "Is someone in there?"

"You had your mission today, I had mine." Hatsu returned her attention back to her bowl of water as Jadeite walked over to the bathroom door and stared at it.

"So, who's in there?"

The door opened with a newly shaven Malachite stepping out. His platinum blond hair was now neatly combed, and he looked much more like he had back in his old life than he had when Hatsu found him in the psychiatric ward.

"Hello, Jed."

"Mal!" Jadeite shouted in his excitement. "How did you get here?"

"Hatsu found me and told me about the Benu. She said that you were attempting to retrieve Zoisite."

"Yes, about that, I think I might have freaked him out a bit. Now he's disappeared."

"Well, the good news is that we're stronger together. We should be able to find him again and this time, perhaps, we can help him realize the urgency of our mission."

"And soon," Jadeite added in agreement with his eldest friend. He hadn't expected to feel so relieved to have the other man around already. But the fact of the matter was, relief is exactly what he felt. That was one friend found, three more to go.

"Unfortunately, not soon enough," Hatsu said from her place at the table.

"Why? What do you see?" Malachite asked as he turned back toward the oracle.

"The Benu are on the move. They've already attacked about a dozen men. All fitting the prince's general description and who have past lives that connected them to the palace."

"No," Jadeite hoped that he'd heard the woman wrong. "Could any of them have actually been the prince?"

"I don't believe so," Hatsu strained as she looked harder at the images in the water as she spoke. "If they had found him, they wouldn't have let him live. All of the victims so far, while in critical condition, are still alive."

"Where are the attacks centered?"

"In the areas surrounding Tokyo," Hatsu answered Jadeite.

"Tokyo? Is it possible that the Benu had something to do with that energy that we went to investigate the other day?"

Hatsu thought for a moment before replying, "I don't think so. That energy felt very different. It felt more... positive than that of the Benu."

"Alright, so it wasn't the Benu. But they are in Tokyo now," Jadeite said as Malachite added behind him.

"Which means we need to be in Tokyo."

"I don't know," Rei thought carefully on what Ami suggested before continuing, "I mean, granted, it all sounds very strange, but it doesn't make any sense. Why would an enemy drain their victims of their blood instead of energy?"

"Maybe they are some sort of weird vampire race?" Mina suggested while hoping that she was wrong.

"Why not? We've faced all kinds of evil in the past," Lita pointed out. "So, how do we track down these scum bags and send them packing to wherever they came from?"

"First, we have to be able to find them," Luna sat at a computer as she tapped away on it, using the program that she and Artemis often used to track enemies in the past. Its program was linked to Ami's computer. "Unfortunately, it may take time to calibrate the system to locate them."

"While at the hospital, I got as much information as I could on each of the victims that have been attacked so far. All that I've determined so far was that each of them were men of about the same age and roughly the same appearance."

After hearing Ami, Rei said, "It sounds a lot like the way a serial killer would choose his victims."

"Which means we still might be looking for a mortal rather than a magical being," Artemis concluded. "In any case, we can't allow whoever is attacking these men to continue. Eventually, someone's going to die."

Each of the Scouts nodded in affirmation as they each listened to the felines as they laid out a plan to seek out the strange enemy who stalked the men of Tokyo.