Sailor Moon was originally created by Naoko Takeuchi, while Golden Hawk was created by me, although his secret identity was created by Jerry and Sharon Logue. This series takes place in a real place, Orange County, California, during the 1980s. While I strive to make this series as accurate as possible, I have made some changes for artistic purposes.
Meet Serena Campbell, a typical all-American girl. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a little on the short side. She's very pretty, even though she sometimes thinks her nose is a little small for her face, and she sometimes wishes she was a couple inches taller. She has family and friends, people who love her, and people she loves. She sort of somewhat has a boyfriend, well, he's a boy, and he's her friend, but neither of them can decide whether they're "just friends" or something more. Anyways, Serena Lynne Campbell, our typical, ordinary, everyday American teenage girl, is about to become something beyond extraordinary. But before she does, why don't we take a quick peek into one day in her life. The day we chose to do our peek on just happens to be her sixteenth birthday. Like many American teenage girls before her, and many after her, she's facing a rite of passage for the American teenage girl: her Sweet 16. But first, she faces another rite of passage many American teenagers, both male and female, go through once they reach 16: getting her driver's license. As we open the curtain on this scene, Serena is just returning to the DMV after takiing her behind the wheel test...
MONDAY, JUNE 30, 1986
CALIFORNIA DEPARTMENT OF MOTOR VEHICLES
FULLERTON, CALIFORNIA
11;30 AM
Cathy Campbell and Jerry Logue were sitting in the lobby of the DMV, waiting for Serena, Cathy's daughter, who was taking her driving test. "I wonder how Serena did on her test," Cathy said.
"We're about to find out," Jerry said, looking up from the issue of Uncanny X-Men he was reading.
"How do you know?" Cathy asked.
"Because I just saw your car pull up," Jerry said, as a maroon 1985 Buick Regal drove past the building, and parked into a space at the side of the building. A couple minutes later, a teenage girl, her long blonde hair hanging down in a ponytail, entered the building, walked over to where Jerry and Cathy were, and gave Jerry a kiss on the mouth. "I take it you passed," Jerry said, when she broke off the kiss.
"With flying colors!" Serena Campbell said. "I got a perfect score! How did you figure it out?"
"When you kissed me, it was just like the way that sailor kissed that nurse in that famous photo from the end of World War Two," Jerry said, "I figured any 16 year old that happy after taking her behind the wheel test had to pass."
"Well congratulations," Cathy said.
"Thanks, mom," Serena said. "Now just one more thing. I need to have my picture taken, take an eye test, and get my temporary license, and I'll be good to go."
As Serena got in line to get her temporary license, take her eye test, and take her license picture, Cathy whispered something to Jerry. "Take her to Sizzler for lunch, my treat. I'll give her some money," she whispered. "Just keep her away from the neighborhood until I get home. I should only be about 90 minutes."
"Got it," Jerry said.
About 15 minutes later, Serena had gotten her temporary license, and taken her picture for her permanent license. "Here I am, nice and legal," Serena said.
"I'll see you at home," Cathy said, giving Serena some money. "I have a meeting with Sammy's troop leader, it shouldn't take long Tell you what, why don't you two go to Sizzler for lunch, on me. Consider it my birthday treat."
"Thanks, mom," Serena said.
"Thanks, mom," Jerry said.
As Cathy went to her car, Jerry and Serena went to a cherry red 1966 Ford Mustang convertible, with the top down. As they got to the car, Jerry went to the passenger side. "Don't tell me they moved the steering wheel while I was taking my test," Serena said.
"They didn't," Jerry said. "It's just that the Flying Dutchman is calling."
"I can't hear it," Serena said.
"You're not listening hard enough," Jerry said, and began speaking in a high pitched voice from only one side of his mouth, "Serena, drive me. You have your license, you know you want to. Sit in my driver's seat and take your first taste of the freedom that comes with a driver's license."
"Now that you put it that way," Serena said. "I have one condition."
"Name it," Jerry said.
"We can listen to any radio station except for KNAC," Serena said. "I'd like to spend my sweet sixteen not having my eardrums assaulted."
"Not a problem," Jerry said. "Unless you'd rather listen to something else, I was in the mood for oldies myself."
"That actually sounds good," Serena said, as they got in the car, Serena behind the wheel.
"Here's to what looks to be an awesome summer," Jerry said, handing Serena the keys to his car, which were on a keyring with a replica of a piece of eight coin, with "FLYING DUTCHMAN" embossed on it, a trinket he had purchased several months earlier from a vending machine in a store at the exit of Pirates of the Caribbean at Disneyland.
Serena adjusted the seat and rear view mirrors, after which, she and Jerry put on their seat belts, and once that was done, she started the car. "The sound of freedom," she said.
"Just one more thing," Jerry said, handing Serena a pair of Ray-Ban Wayfarer sunglasses with black frames. "Why don't you try looking at the world with rose colored shades."
"Don't mind if I do," Serena said, looking back over both shoulders, making sure it was safe to back out of the space. Stepping on the brake, she put the car in reverse, still looking over one shoulder. Once she was out of the space, she once again hit the brakes, and put the car into drive. She pulled out of the parking lot, making sure to stop at the exit to make sure it was safe to enter the road, turning on the right turn signal as she stopped the car. Once it was safe to do so, she turned right onto west Valencia Drive, making another right turn onto Euclid Street.
As Serena drove north on Euclid, Jerry turned the car stereo(an AM-FM radio/cassette player combo with digital tuning, designed to look like a 1960s Ford factory radio) to K-Earth, an oldies station Jerry often found himself listening to. Almost as if he had planned it, as soon as he tuned the radio, it played the opening notes of "Drive My Car" by the Beatles. A minute later, she turned right onto west Malvern Avenue, which soon became west Chapman Avenue.A few minutes later, she turned left onto Harbor Boulevard, and went to Sizzler. When she got to the parking lot, she parked next to a black 1984 Porsche 911 which had just arrived as well. As the Porsche was to the right of Jerry's car, and the driver hadn't yet gotten out of his car(in fact, the engine was still running when Serena pulled into the spot), the driver recognized Jerry. As it turned out, the driver was a judge at the nearby county courtroom. But not to worry, Jerry wasn't one of those guys who spend their youth accumulating the proverbial "Record as long as your arm." However, Serena, much like Becky Thatcher in The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, was the daughter of a judge, who worked in the juvenile division at the Fullerton courthouse. That particular judge just happened to be in the car next to them. Serena's father, Dennis(or, if you want to get formal about it, the Hon. Dennis George Campbell IV) had also chosen to eat at that particular Sizzler at that particular time, "Good afternoon, your honor," Jerry said, recognizing the driver, who was just getting out of his car.
"Good afternoon, Jerry," Dennis said. "And like I've said before, please don't call me your honor outside the courtroom. And if I ever see you in my courtroom, I hope you're a witness. Please, call me Mr. Campbell, or Dennis, or even dad." At the last word, he muttered to himself "He's going to call me that eventually."
"Sorry, Dennis, I forgot," Jerry said.
"Anyways," Dennis said, "I thought that was your car."
"It is," Jerry said. "But check out who's driving."
"Hi daddy!" Serena said.
"Is that my little girl driving?" Dennis asked.
"I passed with flying colors!" Serena said.
"You're not scared being behind the wheel with my little girl?" Dennis asked.
"Not really," Jerry said. "She did better than I did."
"I got a perfect score," Serena said.
"That's great," Dennis said. "You two want to join me for lunch?"
"We weren't exactly planning to, but sure," Serena said.
"Not planning on having lunch with your father?" Dennis asked.
"She means we weren't expecting to show up at almost exactly the same moment you did," Jerry explained. "But we would be happy to join you for lunch."
"Great," Dennis said.
Later that evening, Serena had her Sweet 16 party. It wasn't a huge party, just a few friends at home, although they would get dressed up, and the menu would be pizza and soda, with snacks, and a cake. It didn't seem like much, but that's what Serena wanted. Have a few friends over, play records, and have some pizza. After she got home, Serena and Cathy went to get their nails done. They both got French manicures, and since it was summer, and both of them would be wearing sandals or open toed shoes pretty often(or barefoot, especially at the beach or pool), they both got pedicures, Cathy getting a bright red polish and Serena getting fuchsia. After she got home from getting her nails done, Serena got ready for her party, grabbing a quick shower, tying her blonde hair into its usual ponytail, and putting on a pink strapless dress with the skirt hemmed just above the knee, black nylons, and pink slingbacks with kitten heels(when she told Jerry what they were, he asked if they said meow with every step). She was ready when her friends started to show up.
However, there was one friend who wasn't there. Someone Serena especially wanted there. She wanted Jerry there. Even though they didn't meet until the summer of 1980, they had quickly become best friends. But Serena felt there might be something more between them. But Jerry had a good reason for being late: Serena's parents wanted him to bring her present, and they were waiting for the right moment. He had gotten ready, getting a haircut, taking a shower, and putting on a pair of black dress pants, a gray sportscoat, white shirt, black tie(which was worn loosened with the top button of his shirt unbuttoned) and black penny loafers. He put a small gold hoop earring in the hole in his left ear just as the phone rang. Since she was right next to the phone, Bonnie, his stepmother, answered the phone. A minute later, she knocked on his bedroom door. "Sammy Campbell's on the phone," Bonnie said. "He said they're ready."
"Tell him I'm on my way," Jerry said. He picked up a set of car keys from on top of his dresser and practically flew downstairs. He went to the garage and opened the garage door. Next, he got behind the wheel of a fully rebuilt and restored 1959 Cadillac Eldorado Biarritz convertible, in pink, that had been backed into the garage. He got ready, put on his sunglasses(it was still sunny out, and besides, if one gets the opportunity to drive a car as cool as a vintage pink Cadillac, one should look the part, and Jerry felt Ray-Ban sunglasses were the epitome of cool), and started the car. He pulled out of he driveway, stopping at the end to make sure nobody was using the sidewalk. There were a few kids playing outside, a couple boys were playing butts-up against the garage door of the house next door, while in the driveway of the house on the other side of Jerry's house, a couple girls were playing handball(that neighborhood's name for 2 square). Jerry pulled up past the sidewalk, and stopped at the end of the driveway to make sure there was no oncoming traffic. Once it was safe to do so, he drove out onto the road, crossing Treeview Place, and down to the end of Hartford Avenue, where Sammy was waiting for him. He parked the car in the driveway, as Sammy went in to get everyone. As Jerry got out of the car, everyone else came out, Serena being blindfolded. Jerry handed the keys to Dennis, and joined the other partygoers.
"You can take the blindfold off now," Dennis said.
"Happy Birthday, Sweet Sixteen!" everyone yelled, as Serena took her blindfold off.
"OhmygodisthatapinkCadillac?" Serena said, when she saw the car, saying it as one word, her voice becoming a couple octaves higher. "That's my dream car!"
"We thought you'd like it," Cathy said.
"Thanks, mom!" Serena said, hugging her. "Thanks, daddy!" she said, hugging him.
Let us leave this scene, we've gotten enough of a peek into the life of an ordinary teenage girl. It should be appropriate the day we peek into her life is her Sweet Sixteen, because that is the last day she will be an ordinary American teenage girl. For what Serena Campbell doesn't know is that her life is about to take a turn for the extraordinary...
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CHAPTER 1: FIGHTING EVIL BY MOONLIGHT...
FULLERTON, CALIFORNIA
JULY 1, 1986
7:30 AM
Serena Campbell woke up, got out of bed, and slipped her feet into a pair of rubber thong sandals. She went downstairs, and saw that nobody else was awake, save her father, who had already left for work. Serena went out to grab the newspaper, which was at the dead center of the driveway. Impressive, she thought to herself. Just as she had bent over to pick up the paper, she heard a strange noise coming from the end of the driveway. It sounded like a cat to her, but she realized if it were a cat, it was in distress. She looked to where the sound was coming from, she saw a black cat pawing at a bandage on its forehead. Who would put a bandage on a cat's forehead like that, Serena thought to herself. But still, it was obvious to Serena that the bandage bothered the cat. Serena went down and picked up the cat. "Let me get that for you, kitty," she said, removing the bandage from its forehead. "That better, kitty?" she asked. When she removed the bandage, she saw what appeared to be a gold crescent moon. That's an odd shaped bald spot, she thought to herself.
"Meow," the cat said, as it extricated itself from Serena's hold on it, and went off to do whatever it was Serena supposed cats did.
Serena put the cat out of her mind as she went back to pick up the paper, and went back in the house, where her mom had just gotten up. "Morning, mom," Serena said.
"Good morning, Serena," Cathy said. "How are you today?"
"Amazing," Serena said. "I know it was just a few friends, some records, and pizza, but last night was the best party ever. Well, there is that part where daddy handed me the keys to a pink Cadillac."
"We knew you'd like that," Cathy said. "And daddy and I thought you should get something special for acing your driver's test.."
"And how exactly did she do?" Sammy asked, as he came into the kitchen.
"I got a perfect score," Serena said, proudly.
"Good morning, Sammy," Cathy said.
"Morning, mom," Sammy said.
"What time is Tim's dad picking you up?" Cathy asked.
"About 8:00," Sammy said. "I already have my bag packed, I packed it last night. And don't worry, I made sure to pack a radio, a flashlight, my mess kit, my canteen, a compass, and my toothbrush, along with my clothes. And I aired out my sleeping bag and pup tent yesterday while you and Serena were at the DMV. And I made sure I have a small mirror and a magnifying glass with me. And don't worry about breakfast, Tim's dad said we're stopping somewhere along the way."
"What do you need a mirror for when you go camping?" Serena asked.
"In case of emergency," Sammy said. "You can use it to signal someone you need help."
"And why would you bring a magnifying glass?" Cathy asked.
"It's one way to start a signal fire," Sammy said. "In an emergency, light a fire, someone sees the smoke, goes to investigate, boom, they find you. How do you think Gilligan and them were rescued?"
"Makes sense to me," Serena said.
"You've thought of everything, haven't you?" Cathy asked.
"The first rule of Boy Scouts is to be prepared," Sammy said. "Speaking of which, I need to go grab my fishing pole and tackle box."
"Sammy Campbell, the all-American boy," Serena said.
"I was even born on the Fourth of July," Sammy said, from the garage.
While Sammy was in the garage, the doorbell rang. Serena answered the door, it was Jerry, who was carrying an acoustic guitar in a case. "Sammy hasn't left yet, has he?" Jerry asked.
"Not yet," Cathy said. "But I have a feeling he has something to do with that guitar case."
"I'm letting him borrow one of my guitars when he goes camping," Jerry said. "I've been teaching him how to play guitar, I thought he could take a guitar with him, and play some songs around the campfire."
"That sounds like a good idea," Cathy said. "Anyways, Jerry, have you had breakfast yet?"
"Not yet," Jerry said.
"Good," Cathy said. "I'm just about to start breakfast. Scrambled eggs with cheese, diced potatoes and onions, and biscuits with sausage gravy, and I won't take no for an answer."
"Now that you put it that way," Jerry said.
"You have any plans for the summer?" Cathy asked, as she got a coffee cup with "Eat your heart out, Donna Reed" painted on it, put 4 packets of Sweet N Low in it, added coffee and a spoon, and gave it to Jerry.
"Not really, " Jerry said, "Unless my band gets a gig here or there. Of course, there's always following the Angels. I have a feeling this year is their year"
"I hope so," Cathy said, as she started making breakfast. "Anyways, what are you doing today?"
"Not much," Jerry said. "After breakfast, I'm going to give Brian a guitar lesson, and later on, I'm heading to La Habra. Bonnie's making a pot of spaghetti sauce, so I volunteered to go get the sausage she needs for it, and of course, they only sell it at Hughes. There's a burger place in the Hughes parking lot I want to try, so I'm going around lunchtime. I also wanted to stop in and say hi to my granddad and meemaw, and I'm going to go pick up Debbie, she's spending a few days while Steve's at Castaic with his dad. Anyways, Serena, you wanna come with me?"
"On one condition," Serena said.
"What's that?" Jerry asked
"We take my car," Serena said.
"Sure," Jerry said.
A couple hours after breakfast, after Jerry had given Brian, his younger (half) brother the guitar lesson he had promised, he and Serena went out for a drive in Serena's car, which she had named Peggy Sue. Before pulling out of the garage, she put a tape into the tape deck, one she had made the night before, with some of her favorite Elvis Presley songs. "Mind if we stop at Cavern Records first?" Serena asked.
"Sure," Jerry said.
They went to Cavern Records, which was located in a strip mall not far from their neighborhood, and was owned by a friend of Jerry's mom. Neither of them really had anything particular in mind, they just wanted to see if there was anything new either of them were interested in. Serena found something, a new release from a locally based band she had liked since hearing one of their songs on a radio show that focused on Southern California bands. As for Jerry, he didn't buy anything, but Susan, the owner, asked if they would be available to work there beginning the following week, an offer they accepted. They then went to El Dorado High, where they went and got work permits, Afterwards, they went to La Habra, where they had lunch at Tommy's, a burger place that had just opened, a place known for the chili they served on their burgers. Afterwards, they went to Hughes Market in the same shopping center, where they got the Italian sausage Bonnie needed for her spaghetti sauce. Next, they stopped to have a quick visit with Tommy and Mamie, Jerry's grandparents on his dad's side, after which, they went to pick up Debbie, Jerry's sister, at his mom's house. "Cool car," Debbie said, when she saw Peggy Sue.
"Thanks," Serena said.
When they got back Serena stopped at Jerry's house, so he and Debbie could get out. "I have to do a few things before I start work next week," Jerry said. "I'll stop by later on. See you later."
"See you later," Serena said.
When Serena got home, she saw her father's Porsche in the driveway. That's weird, she thought to herself. Daddy's home too early for a Tuesday. She parked her car in the garage, and went into the house. Her father and mother were in the living room, preparing to leave. "Daddy, what are you doing home early?" Serena asked.
"Since I didn't have anything on the docket this afternoon, I took a half day today," Dennis said. 'Your mother and I have to take care that meeting to go to today, remember?"
"Oh yeah," Serena said.
"Daddy and I will be home between 10:30 and 11:00," Cathy said. "We left you some money if you want to go out for dinner, or have something delivered."
"Who delivers, anyways?" Dennis asked. "I mean, besides pizza places, and the odd Chinese or fried chicken place."
"There's a sandwich shop across the street from Meltebeke Volkswagen that delivers," Serena said.
"That's in La Habra," Dennis said. "How would you know about that?"
"Jerry's mom lives behind Meltebeke Volkswagen," Serena said.
"Oh yeah, I forgot," Dennis said. "Anyways, your mother and I will be home between 10:30 and 11:00, and there's money for you for dinner. You are okay being by yourself for a few hours, right?"
"Of course, daddy," Serena said. "If there's an emergency, I can call 911, or the Fullerton Police non-emergency line. And don't forget, just up the street is someone who has a black belt and will walk through Hell for me, he's just a phone call away. Besides, I have a Louisville Slugger and PMS."
"You'll be okay," Dennis said, as he and Cathy left. Once they were gone, Serena grabbed a bottle of Yoo-Hoo from the refrigerator, and went upstairs to her bedroom. She then sat at her desk, took a swig of Yoo-Hoo, opened her diary, grabbed a ballpoint pen, and began writing:
Dear Diary,
To be honest, I'm conflicted at the moment. Ever since yesterday, I've been thinking about when I kissed Jerry yesterday at the DMV. I kissed him because I was happy I aced my driving test, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel anything when I kissed him. I mean, I know I love him. After all, he is my best friend, and I do love him, but I'm not sure if I "love him" love him. I know I've only known him since the summer of 1980, but from the beginning, he and I just clicked, like we'd been best friends for a million years. But ever since I kissed him yesterday, I wonder if he and I are meant to be. I wonder if he feels the same about me...
Sincerely,
Serena
As Serena finished writing in her diary, she felt a slight breeze coming from the direction of her bedroom win"dow. She thought it odd she felt a breeze, as she had the window closed while she had the air conditioner on. As she closed the window, she began to sense she wasn't alone. She went to her closet, and grabbed a 34 inch wood baseball bat. "Who's there?" she asked.
"Just me," came a voice of indeterminate origin.
"I don't know who the fuck you are," Serena said, "but I think it only fair to warn you not only do I have both a Louisville Slugger and PMS, but my dad's a judge, and I plan on pleading self defense."
"I doubt I can do you very much physical harm, even if that were my intention," the voice said.
"What exactly is your intention?" Serena asked.
"Look at me, and I'll tell you," the voice said.
"Where are you?" Serena asked.
"I'm on the bed," the voice said.
Serena looked at her bed, and the only thing she saw on it was a black cat, with a golden crescent moon on its forehead. It took her a second to realize that was the same cat she helped out that morning, by removing the bandage from its forehead. "Not funny," Serena said. "Now show yourself for real."
"But I did show myself," the cat said.
"This can NOT be happening," Serena said. "I could swear I just heard a cat speak."
"But it is happening, Serena Lynne Campbell," the cat said. "You did hear me speak."
"I need to lay off the Yoo-Hoo," Serena said.
"Why would you say that?" the cat asked.
"Gee, I don't know," Serena said. "But I'm absolutely certain it has something to do with the fact there's not only a talking cat on my bed, but the damn thing knows my name. Listen, kitty, just so I can tell my friends about this trip, and since you already know mine, you mind telling me your name?"
"How rude of me," the cat said. "I should have told you my name from the beginning. I would have, but you started freaking out when you first saw me. My name is Luna, and this isn't a trip."
"Well, what are you doing here?" Serena asked.
"I'm here to give you a present," Luna said.
"You're a day late," Serena said. "My birthday was yesterday."
"I apologize for that," Luna said. "I meant to give it to you yesterday, but I was delayed when someone thought it would be funny to put a bandage over the moon on my forehead. With it covered up, I'm unable to speak, or use many of my powers. And I do thank you for removing it."
"You're welcome," Serena said. "When I saw you this morning, I didn't think you liked it there."
"Anyways," Luna said, "I think it's time for me to give you your present." She jumped in the air and did a backflip, materializing a gold brooch with a red stone in the middle. "Now take your gift and accept your destiny," she added.
"Pretty," Serena said, taking the brooch. "Now what is this about my destiny?"
"Hold the brooch in the air with your right hand," Luna said.
"Okay," Serena said, complying. Might as well play along, Serena thought to herself. Somehow, that's the only way this is going to make any sense. "Now what?"
"Repeat after me," Luna said. "Pretty Soldier of the Moon, Make-Up!"
"Pretty Soldier of the Moon, Make-Up!" Serena said. When she said that, she was transformed. She was wearing a sleeveless white top with cutouts on the sides and a blue sailor collar with 3 white stripes, blue tights, elbow length white fingerless gloves with red cuffs, blue choker with gold crescent moon, gold tiara with a silver crescent moon, red neckerchief under her collar with her brooch as a clasp, and mid calf high wrestling boots with blue laces, while her fingernails changed from a French manicure to red. "Whoa!" is all Serena manages to say when she saw herself in the mirror.
"Congratulations," Luna said. "Now you will be called Sailor Suited Pretty Guardian of the Moon.".
"Sounds like I'm about to have my baptism by fire," Sailor Moon said.
"Why do you say that?" Luna asked.
"I can hear it," Serena said. "Sounds like people are in trouble. Tri City Park, from the sound of it."
"Well," Luna said, "What are we waiting for?"
"Right," Serena said.
Next thing Serena knew, she was at Tri City Park, where a green skinned, demonic looking being was threatening parkgoers. It was holding a college aged male jogger by the neck in its left hand, and its right hand crackled with energy. "Give your life force to my queen," the demon said.
"Let him go!" Serena said.
"And who's going to make me?" the demon asked.
"I am," Serena said.
"And who exactly are you?" the demon asked.
"I am the Pretty Sailor Suited Guardian of Love and Justice," Serena said. "I stand for truth, justice, and the American Way. My name is Sailor Moon, and in the name of the Moon, I'll punish you!"
"Sailor Moon, huh?" the demon said, tossing the jogger it was holding aside. "Never heard of you. But at least now I have a name to carve on your tombstone. Now is Moon spelled with one or two N's?"
"Only one here who's gonna need a tombstone is you," Sailor Moon said, as she rushed towards the demon. "Sailor Moon kick," she said, delivering a flying kick to its face. She connected with its cheek, opening up a small cut, from which a small amount of black liquid came out.
"Looks like you drew first blood," the demon said, wiping the blood from its cheek. "I think you might actually be a serious threat."
"You don't know the half of it," Sailor Moon said.
"I guess it's time for me to take you seriously," the demon said. When it said that, it began creating copies of itself, all which began to charge at Sailor Moon. She began fighting them off, but the more she fought, they more they would keep coming.
"Mind if I cut in or is this a private dance?" a male voice asked from seemingly out of nowhere. A figure that Sailor Moon ascertained was male, dropped in from what appeared to be thin air. He was wearing a sleeveless yellow kekogi with black trim over a long sleeved hooded black T-shirt, black karate pants which were tucked into black jika-tabi boots, yellow wristbands and gloves, black web belt with several pouches, and black wrestling mask with a gold hawk design over the face. He was armed with a gold colored staff that was strapped to his back. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he grabbed the staff with his right hand, assessed the situation, and transformed the staff into a laser sword with a 36 inch blue blade, and began going after the demon clones.
"By all means, please cut in," Sailor Moon said, as the male figure began slicing and dicing clones. However, it seemed like the more they fought, for every clone they destroyed, two more would take its place. "We're getting nowhere!"
"Maybe if we took out the original," the male figure said, pointing at the original demon, who was making more and more clones of itself.
"How are we going to do that?" Sailor Moon asked.
"Throw your tiara at it," Luna said. "And say Moon Tiara Boomerang!"
"I never thought I would ever say this," the male figure said, "but I think you should do what the cat said."
"It's worth a try," Sailor Moon said, taking off her tiara. "Moon Tiara Boomerang!"
She threw her tiara at the demon, which destroyed it. "You may have won this battle, but you'll lose the war!" the demon said, as it was destroyed. As the demon was destroyed, all the clones disappeared.
Oh thank you, thank you, thank you," Sailor Moon said, hugging the male figure. "I'd be toast if you hadn't showed up when you did."
"Well, me being there for you is something you'll never have to worry about," the male figure said. "I'll always be there for you."
"So what do you call yourself?" Sailor Moon asked.
"Golden Hawk," he said. "And what are you called?"
"I'm Sailor Moon," she said.
"Goodbye for now, Sailor Moon," Golden Hawk said. He grabbed a couple smoke pellets from one of the pouches on his belt and tossed them to the ground. "We'll meet again," he said, as he was surrounded by gold smoke.
When the smoke cleared, Golden Hawk was gone. Sailor Moon and Luna went back to Serena's bedroom. "Okay," Sailor Moon said. "Now how do I change back?"
"Touch the jewel on your brooch and say your name," Luna said.
"Serena Campbell," Sailor Moon said, touching the jewel and transforming back. "I guess that's that," Serena said. "I'm now officially a bonafide superhero."
"What makes you say that?" Luna asked.
"Let's see," Serena said. "Superpowers, check. Costume, check. Codename, check. Successful battle against the forces of evil under my belt, check."
"About your choice of codename," Luna said...
À SUIVRE..