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Movement caused a lone individual to sway slightly where she stood on a subway train heading from the downtown area to where the archery festival was to take place. With one hand holding onto the handrail hook hanging from the ceiling, the individual had been looking over information on her cellphone of what to expect at the festival. The clickety-clacking sounds from the trains' wheels could be heard, as the subway boxes rocked slightly against the tracks. The sound was familiar, so was the blurred scenery of colors speeding past them as the person glanced up to watch a melding of colors speed by.

An announcement was made over the intercom speakers above, alerting the passengers of an upcoming stop coming up. The speed of the train began to decrease, as the motion of brakes could be felt slowing down the weight of the train. The blurry scenery before the passengers started to slowly take the shapes of trees, building structures and people as the train rolled on up towards the platform for its passengers to exit before the train departed to its next destination. A chiming sound could be heard as the sliding glass doors all opened at once, allowing people to depart. Taking that as cue, the passenger released the hold from above and exited the train.

Once the individual cleared the train platform and moved towards where the large gathering of people were heading toward. The person stopped, allowing the crowds to pass her. Taking out a set of wireless headphones and placing each one in each of her ears. The person tapped the screen of her phone and began to listen to the directions of where she needed to be. A visual along the screen of her phone was definitely a helpful guide.



Placing the phone away into her satchel, the person turned towards the general direction of path leading towards the festival. It wasn't long until the individual found her destination. Stopped just a few feet back to admire the large hand carved archway that lead the way towards the festival.



Taking the time to admire the beauty of the place, the individual became swallowed up in sea of traditional attire moving through the attraction. Brightly colorful attire dawned on the locals and tourists that dotted the landscape. Reaching down along the shoulder-slung camera bag, the girl reached in to remove a digital camera. Snapping random photos of people passing by. The sight of brightly hanging streamers, banners, lanterns, food and gaming stalls that lined the walkway. Complete eye candy for those who had the tools of the trade to capture the moment, to be frozen in time and framed for all to see. While admiring the sights before her the sound of something whipping in the wind above brought her attention upwards. To where she saw several images of women performing archery printed along life size banners. Taking a moment to admire the images hanging up high above, the smell of food captured her attention.



Moving past the food stalls which absolutely smelled mouthwatering marvelous! The girl followed the crowd of patrons to where she had originally intended on venturing to. The traditional Japanese archery tournament! The archery finals had finally arrived! It was truly going to be a sight to see. Moving up on one side of the playing field where most of the crowd of people were cheering. She could see archers lined up and preparing to fire off their arrows towards their intended targets.



Moving to walk behind the tented stands of where the judges were located, she moved to where she could capture pictures of the archers lined up.



Snapping a few photos of stills and action pictures, as she lowered her camera, the girl photographer, came to realize that she had major competition that was already out on the playing field.



Admiring the equipment that the professional photographers had lining up and down one side of the archery field, she couldn't help but feel slightly intimidated at the professional equipment and technology that the photographers were using. She was not about to allow that feeling give her a false sense of her own photography talents with less expensive equipment on hand. This young photographer had a mission. One that she was going to prove to her photography professors that she has what it takes to build a professional portfolio based on her photography talents and art skills. If she truly wanted that apprenticeship program she had to produce her best work before the talent scouts.

"Kira-chan! Do your best!"

A sound of people cheering not too far from where she stood, brought the young lady out of her thoughts and directed her line of sight towards what all the fuss was about. Seeing a blonde haired girl standing up with her arms waving around in a cheering manner, it was hard to miss her standing out among the others. She was obviously a friend of someone on the playing field. Turning her head in the direction of who she thought she was calling out to. Lifting her camera up so that she could have a telescopic viewing of the archer. It was at that very moment she saw, not just the person the on field getting ready to fire away. She recalled the image fluttering up in the air above her earlier.

Thinking to herself, 'Kira?' Staring behind the eye of the camera lense as she snapped a few slow speed pictures of Kira as she drew back the string while taking aim. 'The girl I saw up on the banner?' Watching the arrow being let loose into the air, as she took one shot after another noticing that the arrow missed the bullseye.



Holding onto her camera, she couldn't help but notice no reaction from the archer at the miss. The sound of the crowd however, said otherwise. What exactly was distracting the archer, she wondered. Lowering her camera down as she watched the archer curiously. The winds appeared to pick up causing the long naturally colored ginger hair strands from her bangs to sway upwards and in front, before the green eyed Scots-Irish photographer. Her snow white features however, were dotted with natural freckles that lined across the girls' features. There was a uniqueness to the girls' freckles. It wasn't like a typical pattern that one would see, it would appear that the freckles were lined up in a certain manner. Some freckles were larger in size than the rest, which took on a particular constellation shape of star structure along the right side of her face that spread out above and under her right eye. The remaining freckles could be seen dotting their way across the arch of her nose and the corner of her left eye.

The light from the sun appeared to catch the angle of her necklace. The glass surface reflected the light, as the warmth of the sun as well as other properties within the environment as well as the photographer wearing it; caused the inside arms to turn and fluctuate directions along a compass rose. This action caused the photographer to reach up with one free hand to gently grip the pendant compass and hold it dear to her heart. As if she could not only hear the arms turning within but feel the movement as if something nearby stirred the compass to life.



The sunlight that had cast its light along the pendant compass, also did so along the individual rings that dawned the photographer's fingers. One of the rings was the Irvine Scottish Clan signet ring, a couple of other rings were white and yellow gold stackable rings. Her ringed fingers, supported and held up her camera. Perhaps it was the flash of the light from her pendant and rings that made her look away, off towards someone or something in the crowd? By the time she glanced back the archer, known as Kira, was no longer on the field. Feeling slightly disappointed at the fact that something distracted her, she had missed an opportunity to get a better shot of her.

There was commotion at the sideline, which seemed to raise a fuss with some people. As the crowds' mood and interests seemed to shift towards the food, the games and other activities at the festival. Reluctantly placing the cap over her lense as she placed the camera back into her camera bag she moved off to explore the grounds surrounding the archery field. Food did sound good at the time, but she was afraid that she'd be too distracted and miss yet another opportunity. So food was out of the picture for now. Perhaps, she could take some pictures of people having fun in the gaming booths? She didn't get to walk too far when the sound of a microphone being tapped and a voice came over loudly in introduction.

"Hello everyone! Thank you for coming today! My name is Taiki Kou, and this is Seiya Kou, We are good friends of Kira's. We can see the crowd is getting anxious for Kira's return, she is having a bit of a break so we are stepping in to help cheer her back on!"

A stunned expression became evident as the photographer turned around to face the crowd that had originally parted ways to check out other activities.

"Unfortunately, our third bandmate, Yaten, is away today and will not be joining us ... but they are here in spirit. With that said, Seiya and I have a new song that we will sing together!"

Clasping her hands together as she along with others stood frozen as their minds computed just who spoke and who made their presence known to the world (well more to those at the festival)! Its'! It's. . . the Three Lights!! A screaming army of fans rushed past the photographer who was in awe at the surprised appearance of the band. Thinking again to herself, 'Oh my gosh! And here I almost made a huge mistake and missed the opportunity of a lifetime to take pictures of stars! REAL STARS!' Reaching down to take up not just her digital camera, but to make sure she had her back up film camera as well. Because well batteries only last so long these days. Moving up as the large gathering of people swelled along the tiny stage, making it difficult for some to get in close to watch the idols sing to their fan based audience. When she approached she could tell that there was no way she would capture great pictures. Someone's hand, or cell phone or a body being hoisted up on a person's shoulders could cause great shots to become blocked.

"Music unites people together... therefore...we will sing for you!"

As the leader of the band made an announcement she turned at the right time to notice some kind of hand gesture was made. Pausing slightly, she wondered if that was something new done to gain the attention of fans or to ready themselves before they began to sing. Thinking nothing of it, the photographer turned to head towards an empty stall nearby that had exterior painters scaffolding anchored to it. No one was on it, so what was the harm, right? Looking around first before considering taking the risk to climb up onto the scaffolding, she made the decision to climb the contraption so that she could capture photos of the Three Lights. Of course she was nowhere near the front of the stage, but she did have a camera with a telephoto lense attachment to take distant pictures that could be transferred from the digital camera to the film camera. There was a pause among the crowd as someone else joined on the stage with Taiki and Seiya and as soon as the music began magical special effects followed thereafter causing the crowd to roar and scream wildly towards the trio of artists!

Taking every opportunity that she had to take photos with her digital camera and film of what was on display on stage. To actually experience a free concert out of the blue was mind boggling and exciting at the sametime. The music fan would have to be placed hold for the time being while she took as many pictures as possible. Switching from the film camera back to the digital camera a scream erupted causing the girl to glance up. The scream wasn't normal, which could be heard among the excited crowd. Did someone get hurt? She wondered. Whatever the commotion was, caused the majority of the fans scrambling for cover.

"Alita! Run!"
The sound of urgency from Taiki could be heard shouting across the speakers towards someone in the crowd.

"PLEASE EVACUATE THE AREA IMMEDIATELY - THIS IS NOT A DRILL - PLEASE EVACUATE THE AREA IMMEDIATELY."

What followed thereafter, was an announcement at the festivals intercom system alerting the patrons to evacuate the area. This felt like a scene ripped out of an action packed movie. At the time, she was snapping pictures with her digital camera, when suddenly Taiki removed some kind of device from his jacket, shouting something and the lights on the stage became to flash eraddically. His whole body became colored in some weird glow and sparkles. His concert attire vanished being replaced with a leather slicked black bikini top and bottom, followed by arm length gloves and boots. What seemed interesting was a star with winged symbol that appeared to glow brilliantly along his rack chest. Wait a minute!! Taiki, he's . . . . he's. . . Taiki is a GIRL?!?

Slack jawed was a complete understatement as the photographer gripped her camera, while the camera continued to take pictures on automatic burst mode. He ... wasn't the only one to transform the others did as well. If her jaw could only drop further at the display of the Three Lights transforming into women in attire that would make anyone blush! Part of her wanted to look away, while there was another part of her that she didn't understand wanted to watch. Perhaps it was fascination in the moment of danger? Or the fact that the idols transforming before everyone, including the media was mesmerizing! Or was it something more? More than what her mind could comprehend at the time.

Feel the bump of people running into the scaffolding pulled the girl out of her thoughts realizing now was no longer the time to gawk but to get out of there. Climbing down from the heighted perch, where she had been taking pictures. It was either the adrenaline rush of being shaken on the scaffolding, or perhaps it was the transforming performance she witnessed that made her feel numb. She didn't really have an opportunity to shout in protest as she got carried away by the crowd, down some alleyway. The weight of the crowd actually carried her (not literally - but it did move her) away from where the stage and stalls had been located. Somehow managing to get out of the stampede of people running for their very lives.

The photographers' emotionally sensory nodes were on overload. It was when she thought she could take a breath, this time it was the true sensation of someone accidently bumping into her which caused the photographer to be pulled her out of her thoughts. The moment she turned to face the individual, something out of this world happened!



No words could escape, nor sound could be heard. When the photographer's dark green eyes met face to face with some magical entity she felt a warmth spread evenly throughout her body as she became locked in a trance with what was being shown. Little did the photographer know, the magical reaction caused something to appear briefly in response to the calling but she was completely unaware what was displayed in return.





The magical interaction caused the freckles on her face to light up in response to the calling. Taking on the shape of the star constellation of the 'water bearer'. Each starred freckle lit up across her features, along with the symbol of Aquarius along her forehead. The photographer was unaware of this happening. Nor did she have an understanding as to what she was being shown to the blurry image or have the ability to respond.

"AH!---S-Sorry! --Sorry!" The rush of time seemed to catch up to her then as she felt flushed. Unsure of what just happened, as she turned to see a veil of dark auburn hair rush past her, tugging at an individual behind her. The girl whom was being dragged locked her brown eyes with her own green eyes for what felt like a good minute before breaking off and heading somewhere in haste. Leaving the photographer alone with her thoughts as she stared in the direction of where the two had wandered off too.



". . .W-Wh--What just happened?" Said mostly to herself, as she tried to get ahold of reality. Her mind was swimming from whatever encounter she just had. The photographer felt warm and chilled at the sametime. Looking away from where the two girls had run off to, she glanced back to where the chaos was unwinding. "I can either stick around do some investigative work and find out what's going on here.. or I can leave." Something didn't feel right and in the back of her mind, part of her made it to where she was reluctant to leave. And yet, something urged her to depart for her safety. Instead of fighting the suggestion, she agreed and departed. Leaving this place at once.

The moment Sailor Star Healer felt Kira's touch against her thigh and seeing Kira's reaction to instantly withdraw her hand back as if she had gotten bitten definitely captured Healer's attention. She merely smiled in response, still holding onto the door when she noticed movement from behind where Kira sat. She didn't have to hear Alita, when she spoke. Healer could easily piece together the excitement in Alita's expression as her mouth formed words. The excitement of Alita rushing to open up her door and running hastily over to where she stood. "You came back!" The moment Alita threw her arms up and around her waist. Healer released her grasp against the door and returned the hug with Alita.

Gently hugging her friend within her arms, she responded to Alita's excitement. "Of course I came back, I will always come back, Alita. That's a promise!" Healer stayed there a moment longer, keeping the friendly hug with the hug-able Alita wrapped around her. An innocent smile present for their audience to see. When Alita was done with the hugging greeting, she could feel Alita leading her towards the other side of the car, "Come! come! Sit here!" Offering the front seat beside Kira. "Very subtle, Alita..." Smiling appreciatively back at Alita, Healer responded with a gentle wink in thanks, towards Alita. As she began to settle in the chair, Healer couldn't help but hear a mutter beside her as the voice faded. Turning her head in the general direction of where Kira was sitting. She could tell that something sparkling in a purple tone captured her attention.

Healer recognized that sparkly entrance, knowing fully well just whom the trail belonged to.

By the time, Star Healer glanced away from the sparkly entrance, she couldn't help but notice that Kira was staring at her. Like really staring at her. Batting her long natural eyelashes slowly as she gazed over at Kira in wonder. Wondering what she was thinking. Just what exactly was going on in her mind. She soon had some kind of an answer.

"Y-You... why?..."



"Why?" Star Healer replied, "I think the answer is pretty clear, Kira. To protect you.. at all costs." Shifting her emerald green eyes from Kira and over towards Alita who was now being entertained by Sailor Star Maker presently. Holding onto that gaze in their general direction for a brief fleeting moment, before returning her gaze back to Kira. "I made a promise, Kira. A promise, that I intend to keep." Settling her left shoulder in against the material of the chair as she turned her upper body more towards the individual she was speaking to then.

"I came here, to protect you as well as to protect Alita, by making sure you two get to safety." Moving her gloved arms and hands to cross over one another in against her lap, as she continued to gaze towards Kira in both a welcoming and relaxed state. As well as relaxed as she could be, while Star Healer did not allow her guard to be completely dropped.

Commotion outside of the car, caused Star Healer's emerald eyes to shift off to the side and notice that Alita had been in the process of hugging Star Maker. Knowing fully well the moment she glanced off, Kira undoubtedly might of looked off to the outside of the car, curiously, to see what the others were doing. Time appeared to come to a momentary standstill as Star Healer watched her sibling and Alita embrace. A small smile crossed along Star Healer's expression when she thought, she had seen a blush, flush along Star Maker's face which was soon followed by a huge, anime-ish sweat drop in reaction to the sudden hug Alita gave. The action in and of itself, must have shocked? Stunned Taiki-Star Maker, catching her off guard. The moment, Star Maker appeared to accept the hug, was when Alita's expression blossomed bright red.



The sudden flailing of Alita's arms flapping at her sides, whether it was in protest or embarrassment. Was Priceless! All Star Healer knew was, that both Alita and Star Maker were actually getting some one on one time with one another. Something that was needed, whether Star Maker would openly admit to it. The smile remained, as Star Healer took her eyes off of her sibling to glance back towards Kira. Whom had an expression of curiosity. Taking note of the lone eyebrow slightly raised.

Breaking the silence that had started to form among them, "So...Kira? Just where did you and Alita plan to head off to--?" Star Healer didn't really get a chance to ask anything further for Kira had spoken up once more in such an emotional approach of pure seriousness of the situation at hand.

"...Hey...um...Star Healer... I--...we... need to have a chat... about everything at some point when this is all over with. I... know I haven't been myself; to be honest, I only felt like I just woke up."

Such seriousness. Shifting in her seat, Star Healer rolled out her right gloved hand out before her. To where the palm of her hand was facing up, "Isn't that what we're... doing now?" The chatting aspect. "Chatting." All jokes aside, she could tell that Kira was indeed being serious. Instantly replaying what she said just then, "Honestly? I figured that you were just stressed from all that has gone on recently Kira. Attending the concert, being picked out of everyone else in the crowd by Seiya. Asked to sing before mankind and every fan known to man that showed up. I mean you were practically thrown into the skillet, which normally would have fried someone's wits. But not you, you were fantastic! And then.. I.. I mean we, meaning our ... no, no, I, Kira? Look, I... look if I made you uncomfortable at any point and time please ... " Star Healer looked away from Kira then and towards the general direction of where Star Maker was then back at Kira, as she recalled all that had gone on recently. Healer found she couldn't stare at Kira for very long as she glanced down at her gloved fingers in deep thought, "I know that I overstepped with.. ahem how I approached you. I was living in the moment and not for one minute did I stop to think or consider how you would take... Wait, what?"

"My mind is clear now, but everything in the past is still blurred. I began to feel different the moment I left the stadium the night of the Three Lights concert... the last thing I really remember is passing out from the pain from when I was attacked."

Looking up and away from her gloved hands up towards Kira then. '...the last thing I really remember is passing out from the pain from when I was attacked...'

Placing both of her gloves down along her thigh high boots, resting her hands along her thighs as she allowed what was spoken to sink in, "So you... are you saying that you honestly don't know what's been going on?" Thinking about the magazines with Kira's face printed upon the surface, the headlines, the argument that erupted at the Three Lights' house, the band slightly disbanding on a temporary basis so that she could gather her thoughts and breathe, visiting Liara and Alita's house, the archery tournament, the discovery device that Alita made in order to track down youmas, the need to bring forth the youmas so that they could fight and protect the innocents and the ones they love. Everything! Kira was oblivious to it all? She had no recollection of any of this?

Hearing Kira shift slightly in her seat, Healer noticed that Kira was looking in the visors' mirror staring at the yellow rose that she had placed earlier in along her hair as Yaten. "It's as if someone has pressed the 'restart button,' and.. here we are... back to the start."



"Let me get this straight... you have no recollection of recent events? Nothing at all?" Said after the comment Kira said, 'It's as if someone has pressed the 'restart button,' and.. here we are... back to the start.' Star Healer did not know how long she sat there still like. Her gloved hands resting upon her own lap as her emerald eye color began to swirl in a mixture of gradient colors of green. Healer stared off becoming somewhat involved in her rambling chaotic thoughts then. Trying to get an understanding and be able to grasp all that Kira mentioned then about feeling like bits and pieces of her were not there in present time. As if time itself was mean and decided to choose what Kira should remember and shouldn't recall.

Upon hearing Kira speaking, Star Healer was pulled out of her involved thoughts to pay heed to what followed thereafter. "I have bits and pieces of my memory as Princess Nova, but I am not her because she died alone."

"Princess Nova?" Craning her head to the side to where their eyes aligned in sight with one another, "... died alone?" Did she just miss something? Healer felt when she was listening to her muddled thoughts that she must have missed some important information then, for Kira to shift gears and say things that did not make a whole lot of sense then. Wait a minute... did Princess Nova cause the blockage of memory with Kira then? Or would that have been caused due to her awakening?

Meanwhile . . . .



Galaxia had been watching for some time now, lurking in the shadows as the day unfolded - a day that had started with such promise. She had observed the Senshi, their carefree camaraderie, the spark of joy in their eyes as they gathered for what should have been a fun-filled event. But fate, as always, had other plans. The peace was shattered, and before long, they found themselves thrust into battle once again, their lives interrupted by the sudden appearance of the youma. It was not a new threat that they weren't ware of, but it was yet another youma that they had to fight, together.
The gradient-haired woman had stayed in the background, carefully observing, staying out of sight, as the Senshi fought valiantly, unaware of the presence that had been shadowing them since the beginning of the chaos. But now, as Tuxedo Mask was sent flying by the massive claw of one of the youma, and the dust began to settle, it was time. She knew the moment had come to step forward.

At this point, the Sailor Senshi had long gone. Her crimson eyes gleamed in the distance, watching as Tuxedo Mask struggled to regain his senses, his thoughts no doubt filled with suspicion and rage. And then, at last, when he stood to face her, the familiar presence of Galaxia made itself known. She met his gaze with unflinching steadiness, her face betraying nothing of the torment and the passage of time that had shaped her since their last encounter. Galaxia stepped out as now she had been caught, there was no point trying to hide away anymore, the Sailor Senshi had long gone.





"Don’t be foolish, Endymion," she spoke, her voice cool but laced with quiet strength. She didn't need to guess what he was going to say next; it was quite obvious from his tone towards her. "I have nothing to do with this fight. These youma, these 'monsters'—they are not my doing. And I did not return to bring harm to you or the Sailor Senshi."
Galaxia stared at him, her gaze steady and unwavering. She was right, and honest—her type of "youma" were meant to enslave humans to work for her. This wasn't her style. Summoning a large youma, and for what purpose? It didn’t make sense.



"I can't give you the answers you're seeking. I came here to ask you the same thing... after all, this is your planet, the one you vowed to protect." Her gaze softened ever so slightly as she continued, her tone now tinged with a faint trace of empathy. "I know what you're feeling, but I am not the enemy here, not anymore. I’ve changed, just as Sailor Moon told you. If you can still trust her, then you must believe me when I say I came here for a different purpose."
She took a step forward, though her movements were cautious, as though she understood the weight of the man in front of her, the man who had died at her hands in another lifetime. "The darkness you are fighting...it is not mine. But I can help. I can help you defeat it, if you let me."
Galaxia’s gaze flickered to the youma that still loomed in the distance, but she didn’t break eye contact with Tuxedo Mask. "I never asked for redemption, but it was given to me. I won’t allow you to see me as the monster I once was. You may not trust me, and I understand that. But this is not about the past. It’s about the present and the future of the world that we both swore to protect."
She tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into a faint smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "I will fight with you, Endymion, not against you. If you want to protect Sailor Moon, and the Senshi, then let me help you. There is much we have to face together... or we will lose everything." Her voice softened just a bit, carrying an edge of finality. "But I won’t force you. The choice is yours. If you would rather continue fighting alone, then I will step aside. But know this - I am not your enemy."

Luna was listening in as well, overhearing their conversation. "Not so fast!" Luna called out and galloped towards them and stood next to Tuxedo Mask. "How long have you been lurking in the shadows, Galaxia? And why reveal yourself now?" She asked, hoping to get some of her own answers.
"Lurking? I prefer to think of it as observing. As for why I reveal myself now, the answer is simple... things have changed. I’ve had my reasons for staying out of the spotlight until now, but there are forces at work here that even I can’t ignore." She took a step closer, her presence almost tangible as she continued, her voice lower, more deliberate. "You should know by now that I don’t do anything without purpose. But this... this is different. The youma, this new threat... It’s bigger than anything I’ve encountered before. And I’m not about to let it unfold without some measure of control." Pausing for a moment, that word 'control' lingered in her mind.