[Scene: Zoi's bedroom. Chief Midori knocks on the door and peeks his head in.]
Chief Midori: Zoi, you have to get up. It's almost time for you to be at school.
[He sees Kunzite and Zoi curled up in bed and lets out a sigh of resignation]
Kunzite: He had a nightmare.
Chief Midori: Maybe I shouldn't tell him scary stories about people disappearing right before he goes to bed.
[Kunzite shakes Zoi's shoulder since he's still fast asleep. Zoi groans and turns on his other side]
Kunzite: [whispering in his ear] Wake up, sleepyhead.
Zoi: [burrows his head under a pillow] Ten more minutes.
Kunzite: You have to be in school in fifteen.
Zoi: [startled] Wait…what? Fifteen minutes? [tosses away the pillow and runs his hand over head] It's going to take me that long to comb my hair!
Chief Midori: Then you'd better get moving. Unless you want to take a sick day.
Zoi: [rushes around changing into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt] I can't. I have a big calculus test today. And I still have to help Mamoru finish his bike. [looks at Kunzite] …unless you have a problem with that.
Kunzite: Do you want me to have a problem with that?
[Zoi shakes his head and giggles as he scampers into the bathroom]
Chief Midori: [shouts after him] Don't stay out too late this time. [He turns to Kunzite.]
Chief Midori: Kunzite, would you mind staying here a while so I may have a word with you.
Zoi: [through the wall] DAD! Whatever you have to say to Kunzite you can say it in front of me!
Chief Midori: [to the wall] It's about the missing campers.
Zoi: [through the wall] Oh! Nevermind then!
Kunzite: [sitting on bed] What missing campers?
Chief Midori: There have been a series of strange disappearances lately.
Kunzite: I don't have anything to do with it.
Chief Midori: I didn't think you did. They seem to be clustered near your previous address, but the O'Sama mansion just happens to be in the most heavily wooded part of Hen Tie… But I'll admit I'm a bit out of my league here. I was hoping I could pick your brain. You could have a look at my notes and see if anything jumps out at you, metaphorically speaking.
[Meanwhile: In a skyscraper in slightly different time zone]
[Scene: A woman in her sixties is sitting in a wheelchair in a cubical. Her phone rings.]
Dale: Valerie. Can you come in my office.
Valerie: Yes, sir. Right away, sir.
[Valerie wheels over to the door. The door is a heavy fire safe door and the handle is a pull down type and opens inwards so she has to maneuver the chair around a little to get the door open and the wheelchair through.]
[She enters a part of the building where the drywall and cubicles have been replaced by offices with walnut paneling and large windows. She enters a corner office where three tall men stand around in suits. They are Dale, her manager, Chip, the CEO's new son in law as well as the firms newest VP, and a young man she's never seen before]
Dale: Valerie. I'd like you to meet your new supervisor Brydon. He's new to the industry, so I expect you to teach him everything he needs to know.
[Brydon looks to be in his mid-twenties. Indeed, the clothes Valerie are wearing are older than the year on his class ring from Cornell.]
Chip: Brydon just got his MBA. He was my old roommate in college. We're really excited to have him here.
Valerie: [gruff] Pleased to meet you, sir.
Dale: I should warn you. She's got a bit of an attitude.
Brydon: That time of the month, huh?
[The other men let out gasps and Valerie breathes through her nose. She'd love nothing more than to turn her chair around and wheel over to HR, but the last three girls who did that ended up being let go… for reasons having nothing to do with their complaints, of course.]
Chip: Oh come on. She's pretty well past that. How old are you, Val, seventy?
Valerie: None of your business how old I am.
Brydon: I can see why they hired you. Dale gets to knock off four boxes on the affirmative action checklist.
[The men have the good manners to look ashamed of themselves while they are laughing]
Dale: Valerie is one of the best employees we have here. She spotted an error that almost cost our department two million. I ended up getting an award when we might have all lost our jobs instead.
[Valerie snorts with regret]
Brydon: Valerie. Where did you go to college?
Valerie: I didn't.
Dale: She used to be a prima ballerina. Then one morning her back just gave out. She woke up and couldn't feel her left leg.
Valerie: Surgeon said I blew two discs clean through the nerve.
Brydon: Wow. That sucks.
Dale: It's a shame. My wife and I have season tickets to the ballet. Do you follow ballet, Brydon.
Brydon: Only the kind where you get to put dollars in the girls' underpants.
[The men laugh again, and Valerie imagines their heads mounted on the wall like hunting trophies]
Brydon: Speaking of dancing, I have to get off at two today to pick up my daughter from dance class. [looks at Valerie] Though I may want to cancel. I don't want her to end up in a wheelchair after all.
Dale: [claps him on the shoulder] No problem at all. Family is important to us. Just make up the time when you can…Say, Chip do you have plans for lunch. I was hoping to take Brydon out to the new steakhouse. You're welcome to come along–You can go back to your desk now, Valerie.
[As the men make their lunch plans, Valerie wheels her way back to her cubicle, where a giant man in a black cloak is waiting.]
Cloaked Figure: Are you ready to talk with me now?
Valerie: I'm ready to get out of this chair now…You say I'll be able dance again?
Cloaked Figure: I promise you'll soar higher than you could in your prime. You'll be so light your feet will barely touch the ground.
Valerie: [sighs] Fine. Show me the map of this place I've got to go to again.
Cloaked figure: [conjures a map and a photo of the O'Sama Mansion.] You'll want to drive until you see this house, then you will set up camp-
Valerie: Yeah, yeah, now show me those pictures of those four little rich boys I've got to kill.
Cloaked figure: They aren't little rich boys. They are powerful demons that have disguised themselves-
Valerie: Yeah? That's a pity. Because I'm in the mood to kill some little rich boys right now.
[The cloaked figure conjures four photo. He fans out snapshots of Neffy, Jeddy, Kunzite and Zoi.]
Cloaked figure: [points to the picture of Zoi] If at all possible, you'll want to start with this one. He's the newest, and hasn't completely mastered the use of his powers yet.