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Episode 14 Shutter Bugged
On a jutting outcrop ledge of a cliff overlooking a view of the sunset over the ocean next to the city's beach sat a young boy of around fifteen. His name was Peter Fisher and he had established himself as a famous landscape photographer. It was a remarkable accomplishment for somebody his age. He had his big custom-made camera with its huge lens for focus adjustment in his hands and he was holding it up to his eyes. The view was superb. The place where he was sitting was just over the railing that was set up along the edge of a stretch of road that wound along the cliff and at the bottom was a very deep body of water with a dangerous current. "This will make a wonderful picture," Peter thought to himself as he began to click his camera. Once. Twice.
Suddenly something terrible happened. The small stone on which Peter's foot was carefully resting unexpectedly came loose causing him to lose his balance. With a terrified cry he began to plunge to almost certain death below. But Peter felt somebody grab his wrist. Looking up gasping he gazed into the eyes of none other than Nephlite. "That was a close call my young friend." He smiled down at Peter. Nephlite was over the cliff, his other hand firmly holding onto the railing.
As he pulled him up Peter exclaimed with tremendous relief and thanks. "I owe you my life. Who are you?"
"I'm Maxfield Stanton." Nephlite replied as he helped Peter get to safety. "Let me get your camera. It's lucky that it didn't fall off."
As Nephlite grabbed Peter's camera where it safely lay he thought to himself, "Lucky for me and my soldier Kyameran that is."
In no time at all he had climbed back over the railing next to Peter. "Your camera seems to be undamaged." He held it in his hands as if he were examining it while secretly transferring Kyameran's essence inside it.
"Maxfield Stanton? Hey you're that wealthy businessman who does various things on and off such as tennis coaching. Thank you very much for saving me."
"Think nothing of it. It was most fortunate that I happened to be in the right place at the right time. By the way. I'm such a big fan of your photography talents Peter. Keep up the good work. Good-bye."
So saying Nephlite cheerily waved farewell and walked over to his car parked nearby.
"Good-bye Mr. Stanton. And yes, I'll keep working hard with this camera of mine."
Nephlite shut the door, started the engine and drove off chuckling to himself. "Most fortunate indeed I happened along. Little does he realize who the fortunate one actually is."
When he arrived back at his base he spoke to all his other soldiers. "The movement of the stars affects everything. They have guided us very well so far my faithful warriors. We yielded valuable energy from our first three victims. Energy that Queen Beryl has fed to the great power that is the Negaforce. And the Sailor Scouts were unable to prevent it in spite of their interference."
He raised his arms with clenched fists as he continued to speak. His voice rising to a fevered high pitch excitement. "Well this time our ally Kyameran will not only bring back the energy of our new target, Peter Fisher. She will also use her exceptional talents to capture the energy of other people he will come in contact with as his energy level reaches its creative peak. And if she meets the Scouts she will take them out once and for all. When I saw our new victim selected by the stars was a photographer of all things, I knew Kyameran would be the ideal candidate for this job. Her unique special powers will be poetic justice for our cause and terminate those meddling Sailor Scouts." The roof of the cottage was almost blown off by the enormous cheers Nephlite's soldiers gave in response to his words.
Indeed as Peter Fisher began to tinker with his camera possessed by Kyameran he felt something come over him. "My creative energy is growing," he said to himself. "I'm tired of just boring old landscapes. It's time I started branching out. I want to capture human targets. Humans filled with energy. I want to gather all their picturesque energy on film." As he thought this he started to laugh maniacally. Kyameran had him under her spell.
Three days later Serena was reading a fashion magazine in her bedroom when she saw an article that greatly interested her. Peter Fisher announced that he was holding a competition to find himself a supermodel to work with him as a partner. "Wow." Serena suddenly felt very ambitious. I'd love to become a model."
"Serena. I have something for you," said Luna who hadn't heard what Serena had just dreamily said. "It's a new communicator." Luna gestured with her paw to a small compact device on Serena's bed. "I've also given Amy and Raye one each."
"Thanks Luna." Before Luna knew what was happening Serena had picked it up and called Amy. "Hey Amy. Are you there?"
Amy's voice came through the speaker. "Is something wrong Serena?"
"Nothing's wrong Amy. I just had to tell you about Peter Fisher's modelling contest."
Luna groaned but Amy rebuked Serena telling her that those communicators were only meant for Sailor business. Not trivial things. "Now if you'll excuse me," she finished, "I'm in the middle of working on a computer program to help us look for the lost Princess of the Moon that Luna finally briefed us about the other day." Then her connection was cut off.
"How snobby can you get? Maybe Raye will be interested in my news." But before Serena could call Raye with the communicator she was stopped by a recent memory. Raye went to a different school and Peter Fisher was a student there. It had just been five days ago Peter had won a big prize in the national photography contest for his landscape work and after school Serena, Molly and some of their friends had gone over to his house for his autograph. But Raye had been standing outside the door refusing to let them in.
"Sorry. Peter's parents have asked me as a special favour to make sure nobody disturbs him except the interviewers inside with him right now. They don't want anybody else coming to their house and disrupting their peace."
Serena had been very cross and they had had such a heated argument about it. Raye had put her foot down and said they couldn't see Peter and that was final. "Forget it." Serena put her communicator inside her pocket. "The last thing I need is another sharp lecture from her."
Later that same day Serena was talking to Andrew at the Video Arcade about her modelling dreams. But she was feeling depressed as well because she had mentioned it to her little brother Sammy at home. "I should have known better than to say anything to him Andrew. He laughed at me and said I couldn't even walk and drink soda from a straw at the same time. I could never be a model."
"Ah never mind what your brother thinks Serena. If you want to try out modelling go for it. You can do anything you set your mind to."
"Do you really think I have the potential Andrew?"
Before Andrew could answer another voice spoke up. "I can just say you tumbling over the edge of the stage." It was Darien sitting at a game screen. He looked up and smiled. "Clumsy Serena. The star of the Fashion Circus."
"Stay out of this Darien." Serena warned with venom in her voice.
"I'm just trying to let you know what you're in for Serena. Modelling is a tough commitment."
"Oh yeah! How would you know?"
Darien stood up and faced her. "Well the fact is when I first graduated from High School I did some modelling myself to help pay for my college tuition fees."
Serena's eyes bugged out. "You did modelling?"
"That's correct and it's not easy I tell you. You need plenty of sleep. Early to bed and early to rise. You must be punctual and you need to be in fit shape. You can't pig out on junk food."
Serena became defensive. "Don't you worry about me."
"I'm not worried Serena. I already know you'll fail. You're always late for everything, you stuff yourself with junk food and you can't go anywhere without falling over your own two feet sooner or later. You don't have what it takes to be a model."
Serena was fighting hard to hold back her tears. "I-I'll show you creep. I'll prove you wrong. Just watch me." Then she stalked away and Luna who had been by her side listening nervously followed her out the exit.
Andrew said to Darien, "You know. Sometimes you're rather mean. Why are you always so rough on that poor girl?" But Andrew was smiling as he asked this because he knew Darien didn't really do it to be cruel at heart and after all there was a certain grain of truth to it. Though Andrew would never admit to it in front of Serena of course.
Darien would closer to Andrew and they both looked in the direction where Serena had disappeared. "I really don't mean to hurt her. It's just something that comes over me every time I see her. It's a feeling I can't quite explain Andrew." Darien had a puzzled, yet dreamy look in his eyes as he said this to Andrew.
As it turned out Serena did succeed in flabbergasting her little brother Sammy in that her application for entry in Peter Fisher's contest was accepted. He couldn't believe it when the reply arrived in the mail and Serena waved it in his face. "Ha ha. Watch me Sammy. I'm invited to the first round. Your sister's on the first rung of the ladder to stardom."
Sammy recovered himself after his shock and retaliated. "Okay. But I still bet you make a fool of yourself."
"You can't upset me Sam. I'll prove you wrong. Just wait and see come Saturday."
"Yeah. Yeah." Sammy walked off. He wasn't going to argue. He was confident that his silly big sister would eat her own words.
Later Sammy was walking past Serena's half open bedroom door on the way to take a bath when he heard her scream hysterically. Poking his head in he saw her holding up a piece of clothing with several holes in it. Seeing him she wailed loudly. "The invitation said to bring a bathing outfit. I bought this last year but forgot to put mothballs in the drawer. Look at it."
Naturally Sammy had nothing but sarcastic contempt for her. "So Serena. This means you'll be modelling swimwear from Switzerland one day. They come full of holes. Just like their cheese."
He ran off laughing to the bathroom before Serena could reply. The tears poured like waterfalls.
And so Saturday arrived and Serena took Luna in a basket with her to the building for the modelling photo shoot contest. Peter Fisher welcomed all the hundreds of ladies and told them go to their allotted dressing rooms. "I will call each dressing room by number to assemble for their photo shoot. Make sure you are all ready in your bathing outfits and be punctual when you're called. The first group will be called to meet me by the swimming pool in fifteen minutes."
Serena found that Molly and her teacher Miss Haruna were in her group along with two other women. They all dressed in their outfits. "Hey Serena." Molly asked. "Do you have a bathing suit?"
"Er. Sort of. Don't any of you laugh when you see it."
"So where is it?" Molly probed further.
To Serena's embarassment she let her dress fall to the floor revealing her swimwear underneath it. She had bright yellow ribbon tied up inside all the holes that the moths had chewed up in it. She cringed but to their credit the other ladies, including Miss Haruna, didn't laugh at her. Though they did quietly smirk when they turned their backs to their mirrors to fix their hair. Like a true friend Molly tried to be kind.
"Don't fret about it. I'm sure it the girl who's inside the suit that's really important. Not she herself."
"Thanks Molly." Serena felt better for her words.
But Luna had gone to watch the photo shooting before Serena had her turn. She stood next to the swimming pool while Peter Fisher lined up a group of girls who were posing for him on the opposite side. "That's it ladies. Now smile some very energetic smiles while I capture all of you on film. Give me lots of energy."
When Peter clicked his camera a beam of blinding bright light enveloped his targets and as Luna blinked her eyes they vanished without a trace.
"Very good. Now to call the next group." Peter walked over to an intercom on the wall and spoke into it. "Dressing room 12 are to assemble for photos in five minutes."
Luna was running as fast as she could. "That's Serena's room. I must tell her about this. Peter's under Negaverse control."
She was only just in time. The door opened as she arrived and the group exited. Luna put her front paws on Serena's legs and meowed to get her attention. The other two women kept walking while Miss Haruna and Molly stopped. Miss Haruna smiled. "It looks like your cat wants to wish you good luck Serena."
"Er. You two go on ahead. I'll um just give her a private little snuggle." Serena blushed while she picked Luna up.
"Okay. But don't be long Serena. Remember we only have five minutes to be on time." Molly reminded her as she and Miss Haruna went off together giving each other moral encouragement.
"What is the matter this time Luna?" Serena whispered annoyed.
"Serena I just saw the previous group of contestants disappear in front of Peter's camera. There's something very weird going on here and I bet it's Negaverse involvement."
Serena appeared to seriously consider Luna's report saying she was going to call Amy as she set her down and took out her communicator.
"Good Serena." Luna beamed with pride but when Serena called Amy this is what she said.
"Hello Amy. I'm at the modelling contest about to take my turn and Luna's going wacky on me. She says she saw girls vanish when their Peter took their picture. Her imagination is playing tricks on her."
"SERENA!" Luna was exasperated as usual. "You hear me Amy. This is serious business."
"Yeah right. I must go now Amy. Bye." As Serena put away her communicator Luna jumped in the air making a pounce. She knew that sensible Amy would contact Raye and they'd make their way to the building as fast as they could. But she had to stop Serena from naively walking into the trap. Serena cried out in shock as Serena jumped off her back holding one of the yellow bows covering the holes in her outfit in her mouth.
"LUNA! Give me that back right now." Serena was furious as Luna ran away with her bow. She desperately gave chase cursing Luna for her crazy stupid interference.
Luna led Serena a merry chase eventually leading her to the side of the pool from which she had witnessed Peter earlier. As Serena chased her still demanding her bow back she caught sigh of Molly, Miss Haruna and the others all lined up and she groaned. "Now Luna has ruined my chance of becoming a model. I'm supposed to be over there right now."
As she watched dejectedly Peter cried, "Excellent. Give me plenty of energy you sweet girls."
In a blinding flash just like before the second group disappeared just like the first and Serena gasped. "What the hey?"
"Now do you believe me Serena?" Luna admonished her and she lowered her head humbly.
"Sorry Luna."
"Well transform Serena."
Serena shouted "MOON PRISM POWER!" Becoming Sailor Moon she jumped over the pool to land where her friends had stood moments ago taking Peter by surprise just as he was about to call for the next group.
Peter Fisher I am Sailor Moon. Champion of justice and you should be very ashamed of yourself for making people disappear. In the Name of the Moon I command you to bring them back or else I will have to punish you."
"You just smile for the camera yourself Sailor girl." Peter tried to shoot Sailor Moon but she dodged and weaved the beams of his camera and with a powerful spring she kicked the camera out of his hands. With a scream like he was in intense pain Peter collapsed in a dead faint upon being suddenly separated from his camera. Before Sailor Moon could comprehend what was happening the camera flew through the air and smashed against the wall. But before it fell to the ground in a broken heap a mist started emanating from the lens materializing into the tall and imposing figure of Nephlite's soldier Kyameran. She raised her left arm revealing a camera lens built into the palm of her hand.
"Sailor Moon!" She called out. "I have you dead in my focus."
Sailor Moon jumped aside in horror as the same sort of flash blazed from Kyameran's open palm of her outstretched arm and Peter's unconscious form vanished just like the ladies. "What have you done to him?" She exclaimed in fright.
"Here. Look at these." Kyameran produced three photos and threw them at Sailor Moon's feet. She picked them up and beheld the two groups of girls and Peter Fisher, reduced to nothing but photos. "Oh no. This is monstrous," she wailed.
"Look out Sailor Moon." It was Luna's voice. While Sailor Moon had been gazing distressed at the photos in her hands, Kyameran had been preparing to make a snapshot of her too. As Sailor Moon jerked her head up to attention she saw Luna intercept the beam meant for her.
"Luna no." She sobbed as her dear friend was turned into a photo.
"I'll get you this time Sailor Moon." Kyameran prepared to take another picture.
"Hold it right there." Two familiar voices called out just then. Both Sailor Moon and Kyameran turned to see Sailor Mars and Sailor Mercury standing in the open doorway.
Sailor Moon was enraptured with joy. "My friends. You're here."
But it was not to last. Sailor Mercury prepared to attack. "MERCURY BUBBLES BLA-"
She was cut off as Kyameran hit her with her beam. Sailor Mars tried to be evasive upon seeing this. Running quickly inside she tried to attack with a Fireball Charm. But Kyameran was too quick for her.
"Here's three more for your scrapbook." Throwing the photos made of Luna and the other Sailors towards Sailor Moon she gloated with evil glee.
"No no no. This can't be really happening."
"Oh but it is Sailor Moon. And as soon as I re-upload you're joining the gallery."
As she approached with her arm stretched out preparing to strike Sailor Moon crawled backwards against the mirror on the wall behind her. As she rose to her feet she had a sudden idea. She thought to herself, "If the others couldn't stop her I don't have much of a chance. Unless," she looked briefly at her reflection. "Unless I can trick her into using her power against herself with the mirror."
That was her only chance. She looked straight at her enemy bracing herself for what she had to do. She needed to time it just right or else it was all over.
"Maximum destruction Negazoom!" Kyameran cried as she shot her beam at Sailor Moon. But Sailor Moon gave a tremendous leap into the air spiralling in a somersault over Kyameran's head and landing on her feet behind her. As Kyameran looked back over her shoulder in surprise she failed to see the beam bounce off the mirror and head straight back at her. Turning too late she screamed as her body disappeared leaving only a single photo of her terrified expression hovering in midair before a gloved hand suddenly appeared and snatching it vanished just as quickly. Sailor Moon never saw what happened but to her relief Luna, Peter, Sailor Mars, Sailor Mercury, Miss Haruna, Molly and the others all reappeared as the photos they had been transformed into all turned completely black and empty.
"Amazing. I actually saved everybody all on my own." She could hardly believe it herself.
In this particular case Peter Fisher did not need to see any doctor or recover from his ordeal since when Kyameran was destroyed by her own built-in weapon, all the energy she had taken from him was returned to his body and he woke up immediately where he lay upon the floor and climbed to his feet unharmed just like all the girls and young women. He called all the others from their dressing rooms and made a special announcement.
"Dear ladies. I must explain to you that this contest was just a trap for all of us including myself. The Sailor Scouts here have delivered us all from the evil force that had been taking control of my mind and using me to ensnare you all for diabolical purposes. And these ladies who were here before you will testify to the truth of my words besides as you can see our saviours are also standing here with me."
Everybody gasped in shock at first but they all knew that so many weird things kept happening in their city. Things that were very strange and very harmful. Nobody fully understood exactly who or what was behind them but they all knew that these female warriors calling themselves the Sailor Scouts were here to protect them.
Peter went on to say, "Even though the contest was a fraudulent scheme I want you to know that I have decided to pursue the prospect of model photography while still producing my custom landscapes. And I propose that once a month a legitimate raffle style draw is held where you can all buy tickets and the lucky winner drawn will get to spend five consecutive days at my studio posing for me."
When they heard this they all smiled broad grins and clapped.
Peter held up his hands for silence. "Furthermore to express my thanks to Sailor Moon, Sailor Mars and Sailor Mercury for what they have done I would like to invite them to pose for a few special pictures that I will display on my studio walls. Let's give them a great loud cheer."
The Sailors all blushed and grinned at the ovation they received and Luna felt so pleased with them. For once even Sailor Moon was a reasonable girl and did exactly as Peter told her to. Never once arguing about her position in the many photos taken compared to that of Sailor Mercury, or even Sailor Mars. Later Peter showed some of the photos on television when the news interviewed him about the incident. They were awesome pictures of the three of them. Luna couldn't have felt prouder.
Meanwhile Nephlite and his team had a very unexpected shock when the female general of Beryl's army suddenly materialized in their midst.
"Zoicite! What are you doing here?" Nephlite contemptously demanded but Zoicite had a sly grin on her face that made him a little uneasy.
"Queen Beryl has sent me to deliver you to her throne. She's boiling mad Nephlite."
"WHAT?" Nephlite couldn't believe it but Zoicite handed him something to look at.
"This is all that's left of Soldier Kyameran. You were doing so well for a little while Nephlite but inevitably you grew too careless. You made the mistake that Jedite and Titus were guilty of. Underestimating the Sailor Scouts and getting a loyal soldier killed."
Nephlite's jaw hung down and his eyes grew very fearful as he beheld the image of his soldier gazing fearfully at him in her last moments. Black Widow, Tensie, Jumo, Petasos, Castor and Pollux were all deeply in shock too. They had been anticipating Kyameran's safe return with the energy not only of Peter Fisher, but also of hundreds and hundreds of girls. Enough energy to finally release the Negaforce and ensure their triumphant conquest of the universe. Even if Kyameran had been defeated by the Scouts as unlikely as they thought, they had also assumed naturally that she would have been able to escape like those who had gone before her, because of the wristband recall device their Commander had given each of them. What a horrible turn of events this was.
"Well Nephlite. Queen Beryl will only get all the more angry if you keep her waiting." Zoicite crooned softly.
Nephlite had no choice. "Okay." He bowed his head and moaned.
"We will go to." Petasos declared. "General Zoicite as the team appointed under General Nephlite we have the right to hear what she has to say to our Commander and what she decides to do to him." The others all roared affirmative.
"Of course you do." Zoicite admitted. "Well let's all be on our way then."
So saying they all transported to Queen Beryl's throne room to find out what awaited General Nephlite for his very first mission failure.
On a jutting outcrop ledge of a cliff overlooking a view of the sunset over the ocean next to the city's beach sat a young boy of around fifteen. His name was Peter Fisher and he had established himself as a famous landscape photographer. It was a remarkable accomplishment for somebody his age. He had his big custom-made camera with its huge lens for focus adjustment in his hands and he was holding it up to his eyes. The view was superb. The place where he was sitting was just over the railing that was set up along the edge of a stretch of road that wound along the cliff and at the bottom was a very deep body of water with a dangerous current. "This will make a wonderful picture," Peter thought to himself as he began to click his camera. Once. Twice.
Suddenly something terrible happened. The small stone on which Peter's foot was carefully resting unexpectedly came loose causing him to lose his balance. With a terrified cry he began to plunge to almost certain death below. But Peter felt somebody grab his wrist. Looking up gasping he gazed into the eyes of none other than Nephlite. "That was a close call my young friend." He smiled down at Peter. Nephlite was over the cliff, his other hand firmly holding onto the railing.
As he pulled him up Peter exclaimed with tremendous relief and thanks. "I owe you my life. Who are you?"
"I'm Maxfield Stanton." Nephlite replied as he helped Peter get to safety. "Let me get your camera. It's lucky that it didn't fall off."
As Nephlite grabbed Peter's camera where it safely lay he thought to himself, "Lucky for me and my soldier Kyameran that is."
In no time at all he had climbed back over the railing next to Peter. "Your camera seems to be undamaged." He held it in his hands as if he were examining it while secretly transferring Kyameran's essence inside it.
"Maxfield Stanton? Hey you're that wealthy businessman who does various things on and off such as tennis coaching. Thank you very much for saving me."
"Think nothing of it. It was most fortunate that I happened to be in the right place at the right time. By the way. I'm such a big fan of your photography talents Peter. Keep up the good work. Good-bye."
So saying Nephlite cheerily waved farewell and walked over to his car parked nearby.
"Good-bye Mr. Stanton. And yes, I'll keep working hard with this camera of mine."
Nephlite shut the door, started the engine and drove off chuckling to himself. "Most fortunate indeed I happened along. Little does he realize who the fortunate one actually is."
When he arrived back at his base he spoke to all his other soldiers. "The movement of the stars affects everything. They have guided us very well so far my faithful warriors. We yielded valuable energy from our first three victims. Energy that Queen Beryl has fed to the great power that is the Negaforce. And the Sailor Scouts were unable to prevent it in spite of their interference."
He raised his arms with clenched fists as he continued to speak. His voice rising to a fevered high pitch excitement. "Well this time our ally Kyameran will not only bring back the energy of our new target, Peter Fisher. She will also use her exceptional talents to capture the energy of other people he will come in contact with as his energy level reaches its creative peak. And if she meets the Scouts she will take them out once and for all. When I saw our new victim selected by the stars was a photographer of all things, I knew Kyameran would be the ideal candidate for this job. Her unique special powers will be poetic justice for our cause and terminate those meddling Sailor Scouts." The roof of the cottage was almost blown off by the enormous cheers Nephlite's soldiers gave in response to his words.
Indeed as Peter Fisher began to tinker with his camera possessed by Kyameran he felt something come over him. "My creative energy is growing," he said to himself. "I'm tired of just boring old landscapes. It's time I started branching out. I want to capture human targets. Humans filled with energy. I want to gather all their picturesque energy on film." As he thought this he started to laugh maniacally. Kyameran had him under her spell.
Three days later Serena was reading a fashion magazine in her bedroom when she saw an article that greatly interested her. Peter Fisher announced that he was holding a competition to find himself a supermodel to work with him as a partner. "Wow." Serena suddenly felt very ambitious. I'd love to become a model."
"Serena. I have something for you," said Luna who hadn't heard what Serena had just dreamily said. "It's a new communicator." Luna gestured with her paw to a small compact device on Serena's bed. "I've also given Amy and Raye one each."
"Thanks Luna." Before Luna knew what was happening Serena had picked it up and called Amy. "Hey Amy. Are you there?"
Amy's voice came through the speaker. "Is something wrong Serena?"
"Nothing's wrong Amy. I just had to tell you about Peter Fisher's modelling contest."
Luna groaned but Amy rebuked Serena telling her that those communicators were only meant for Sailor business. Not trivial things. "Now if you'll excuse me," she finished, "I'm in the middle of working on a computer program to help us look for the lost Princess of the Moon that Luna finally briefed us about the other day." Then her connection was cut off.
"How snobby can you get? Maybe Raye will be interested in my news." But before Serena could call Raye with the communicator she was stopped by a recent memory. Raye went to a different school and Peter Fisher was a student there. It had just been five days ago Peter had won a big prize in the national photography contest for his landscape work and after school Serena, Molly and some of their friends had gone over to his house for his autograph. But Raye had been standing outside the door refusing to let them in.
"Sorry. Peter's parents have asked me as a special favour to make sure nobody disturbs him except the interviewers inside with him right now. They don't want anybody else coming to their house and disrupting their peace."
Serena had been very cross and they had had such a heated argument about it. Raye had put her foot down and said they couldn't see Peter and that was final. "Forget it." Serena put her communicator inside her pocket. "The last thing I need is another sharp lecture from her."
Later that same day Serena was talking to Andrew at the Video Arcade about her modelling dreams. But she was feeling depressed as well because she had mentioned it to her little brother Sammy at home. "I should have known better than to say anything to him Andrew. He laughed at me and said I couldn't even walk and drink soda from a straw at the same time. I could never be a model."
"Ah never mind what your brother thinks Serena. If you want to try out modelling go for it. You can do anything you set your mind to."
"Do you really think I have the potential Andrew?"
Before Andrew could answer another voice spoke up. "I can just say you tumbling over the edge of the stage." It was Darien sitting at a game screen. He looked up and smiled. "Clumsy Serena. The star of the Fashion Circus."
"Stay out of this Darien." Serena warned with venom in her voice.
"I'm just trying to let you know what you're in for Serena. Modelling is a tough commitment."
"Oh yeah! How would you know?"
Darien stood up and faced her. "Well the fact is when I first graduated from High School I did some modelling myself to help pay for my college tuition fees."
Serena's eyes bugged out. "You did modelling?"
"That's correct and it's not easy I tell you. You need plenty of sleep. Early to bed and early to rise. You must be punctual and you need to be in fit shape. You can't pig out on junk food."
Serena became defensive. "Don't you worry about me."
"I'm not worried Serena. I already know you'll fail. You're always late for everything, you stuff yourself with junk food and you can't go anywhere without falling over your own two feet sooner or later. You don't have what it takes to be a model."
Serena was fighting hard to hold back her tears. "I-I'll show you creep. I'll prove you wrong. Just watch me." Then she stalked away and Luna who had been by her side listening nervously followed her out the exit.
Andrew said to Darien, "You know. Sometimes you're rather mean. Why are you always so rough on that poor girl?" But Andrew was smiling as he asked this because he knew Darien didn't really do it to be cruel at heart and after all there was a certain grain of truth to it. Though Andrew would never admit to it in front of Serena of course.
Darien would closer to Andrew and they both looked in the direction where Serena had disappeared. "I really don't mean to hurt her. It's just something that comes over me every time I see her. It's a feeling I can't quite explain Andrew." Darien had a puzzled, yet dreamy look in his eyes as he said this to Andrew.
As it turned out Serena did succeed in flabbergasting her little brother Sammy in that her application for entry in Peter Fisher's contest was accepted. He couldn't believe it when the reply arrived in the mail and Serena waved it in his face. "Ha ha. Watch me Sammy. I'm invited to the first round. Your sister's on the first rung of the ladder to stardom."
Sammy recovered himself after his shock and retaliated. "Okay. But I still bet you make a fool of yourself."
"You can't upset me Sam. I'll prove you wrong. Just wait and see come Saturday."
"Yeah. Yeah." Sammy walked off. He wasn't going to argue. He was confident that his silly big sister would eat her own words.
Later Sammy was walking past Serena's half open bedroom door on the way to take a bath when he heard her scream hysterically. Poking his head in he saw her holding up a piece of clothing with several holes in it. Seeing him she wailed loudly. "The invitation said to bring a bathing outfit. I bought this last year but forgot to put mothballs in the drawer. Look at it."
Naturally Sammy had nothing but sarcastic contempt for her. "So Serena. This means you'll be modelling swimwear from Switzerland one day. They come full of holes. Just like their cheese."
He ran off laughing to the bathroom before Serena could reply. The tears poured like waterfalls.
And so Saturday arrived and Serena took Luna in a basket with her to the building for the modelling photo shoot contest. Peter Fisher welcomed all the hundreds of ladies and told them go to their allotted dressing rooms. "I will call each dressing room by number to assemble for their photo shoot. Make sure you are all ready in your bathing outfits and be punctual when you're called. The first group will be called to meet me by the swimming pool in fifteen minutes."
Serena found that Molly and her teacher Miss Haruna were in her group along with two other women. They all dressed in their outfits. "Hey Serena." Molly asked. "Do you have a bathing suit?"
"Er. Sort of. Don't any of you laugh when you see it."
"So where is it?" Molly probed further.
To Serena's embarassment she let her dress fall to the floor revealing her swimwear underneath it. She had bright yellow ribbon tied up inside all the holes that the moths had chewed up in it. She cringed but to their credit the other ladies, including Miss Haruna, didn't laugh at her. Though they did quietly smirk when they turned their backs to their mirrors to fix their hair. Like a true friend Molly tried to be kind.
"Don't fret about it. I'm sure it the girl who's inside the suit that's really important. Not she herself."
"Thanks Molly." Serena felt better for her words.
But Luna had gone to watch the photo shooting before Serena had her turn. She stood next to the swimming pool while Peter Fisher lined up a group of girls who were posing for him on the opposite side. "That's it ladies. Now smile some very energetic smiles while I capture all of you on film. Give me lots of energy."
When Peter clicked his camera a beam of blinding bright light enveloped his targets and as Luna blinked her eyes they vanished without a trace.
"Very good. Now to call the next group." Peter walked over to an intercom on the wall and spoke into it. "Dressing room 12 are to assemble for photos in five minutes."
Luna was running as fast as she could. "That's Serena's room. I must tell her about this. Peter's under Negaverse control."
She was only just in time. The door opened as she arrived and the group exited. Luna put her front paws on Serena's legs and meowed to get her attention. The other two women kept walking while Miss Haruna and Molly stopped. Miss Haruna smiled. "It looks like your cat wants to wish you good luck Serena."
"Er. You two go on ahead. I'll um just give her a private little snuggle." Serena blushed while she picked Luna up.
"Okay. But don't be long Serena. Remember we only have five minutes to be on time." Molly reminded her as she and Miss Haruna went off together giving each other moral encouragement.
"What is the matter this time Luna?" Serena whispered annoyed.
"Serena I just saw the previous group of contestants disappear in front of Peter's camera. There's something very weird going on here and I bet it's Negaverse involvement."
Serena appeared to seriously consider Luna's report saying she was going to call Amy as she set her down and took out her communicator.
"Good Serena." Luna beamed with pride but when Serena called Amy this is what she said.
"Hello Amy. I'm at the modelling contest about to take my turn and Luna's going wacky on me. She says she saw girls vanish when their Peter took their picture. Her imagination is playing tricks on her."
"SERENA!" Luna was exasperated as usual. "You hear me Amy. This is serious business."
"Yeah right. I must go now Amy. Bye." As Serena put away her communicator Luna jumped in the air making a pounce. She knew that sensible Amy would contact Raye and they'd make their way to the building as fast as they could. But she had to stop Serena from naively walking into the trap. Serena cried out in shock as Serena jumped off her back holding one of the yellow bows covering the holes in her outfit in her mouth.
"LUNA! Give me that back right now." Serena was furious as Luna ran away with her bow. She desperately gave chase cursing Luna for her crazy stupid interference.
Luna led Serena a merry chase eventually leading her to the side of the pool from which she had witnessed Peter earlier. As Serena chased her still demanding her bow back she caught sigh of Molly, Miss Haruna and the others all lined up and she groaned. "Now Luna has ruined my chance of becoming a model. I'm supposed to be over there right now."
As she watched dejectedly Peter cried, "Excellent. Give me plenty of energy you sweet girls."
In a blinding flash just like before the second group disappeared just like the first and Serena gasped. "What the hey?"
"Now do you believe me Serena?" Luna admonished her and she lowered her head humbly.
"Sorry Luna."
"Well transform Serena."
Serena shouted "MOON PRISM POWER!" Becoming Sailor Moon she jumped over the pool to land where her friends had stood moments ago taking Peter by surprise just as he was about to call for the next group.
Peter Fisher I am Sailor Moon. Champion of justice and you should be very ashamed of yourself for making people disappear. In the Name of the Moon I command you to bring them back or else I will have to punish you."
"You just smile for the camera yourself Sailor girl." Peter tried to shoot Sailor Moon but she dodged and weaved the beams of his camera and with a powerful spring she kicked the camera out of his hands. With a scream like he was in intense pain Peter collapsed in a dead faint upon being suddenly separated from his camera. Before Sailor Moon could comprehend what was happening the camera flew through the air and smashed against the wall. But before it fell to the ground in a broken heap a mist started emanating from the lens materializing into the tall and imposing figure of Nephlite's soldier Kyameran. She raised her left arm revealing a camera lens built into the palm of her hand.
"Sailor Moon!" She called out. "I have you dead in my focus."
Sailor Moon jumped aside in horror as the same sort of flash blazed from Kyameran's open palm of her outstretched arm and Peter's unconscious form vanished just like the ladies. "What have you done to him?" She exclaimed in fright.
"Here. Look at these." Kyameran produced three photos and threw them at Sailor Moon's feet. She picked them up and beheld the two groups of girls and Peter Fisher, reduced to nothing but photos. "Oh no. This is monstrous," she wailed.
"Look out Sailor Moon." It was Luna's voice. While Sailor Moon had been gazing distressed at the photos in her hands, Kyameran had been preparing to make a snapshot of her too. As Sailor Moon jerked her head up to attention she saw Luna intercept the beam meant for her.
"Luna no." She sobbed as her dear friend was turned into a photo.
"I'll get you this time Sailor Moon." Kyameran prepared to take another picture.
"Hold it right there." Two familiar voices called out just then. Both Sailor Moon and Kyameran turned to see Sailor Mars and Sailor Mercury standing in the open doorway.
Sailor Moon was enraptured with joy. "My friends. You're here."
But it was not to last. Sailor Mercury prepared to attack. "MERCURY BUBBLES BLA-"
She was cut off as Kyameran hit her with her beam. Sailor Mars tried to be evasive upon seeing this. Running quickly inside she tried to attack with a Fireball Charm. But Kyameran was too quick for her.
"Here's three more for your scrapbook." Throwing the photos made of Luna and the other Sailors towards Sailor Moon she gloated with evil glee.
"No no no. This can't be really happening."
"Oh but it is Sailor Moon. And as soon as I re-upload you're joining the gallery."
As she approached with her arm stretched out preparing to strike Sailor Moon crawled backwards against the mirror on the wall behind her. As she rose to her feet she had a sudden idea. She thought to herself, "If the others couldn't stop her I don't have much of a chance. Unless," she looked briefly at her reflection. "Unless I can trick her into using her power against herself with the mirror."
That was her only chance. She looked straight at her enemy bracing herself for what she had to do. She needed to time it just right or else it was all over.
"Maximum destruction Negazoom!" Kyameran cried as she shot her beam at Sailor Moon. But Sailor Moon gave a tremendous leap into the air spiralling in a somersault over Kyameran's head and landing on her feet behind her. As Kyameran looked back over her shoulder in surprise she failed to see the beam bounce off the mirror and head straight back at her. Turning too late she screamed as her body disappeared leaving only a single photo of her terrified expression hovering in midair before a gloved hand suddenly appeared and snatching it vanished just as quickly. Sailor Moon never saw what happened but to her relief Luna, Peter, Sailor Mars, Sailor Mercury, Miss Haruna, Molly and the others all reappeared as the photos they had been transformed into all turned completely black and empty.
"Amazing. I actually saved everybody all on my own." She could hardly believe it herself.
In this particular case Peter Fisher did not need to see any doctor or recover from his ordeal since when Kyameran was destroyed by her own built-in weapon, all the energy she had taken from him was returned to his body and he woke up immediately where he lay upon the floor and climbed to his feet unharmed just like all the girls and young women. He called all the others from their dressing rooms and made a special announcement.
"Dear ladies. I must explain to you that this contest was just a trap for all of us including myself. The Sailor Scouts here have delivered us all from the evil force that had been taking control of my mind and using me to ensnare you all for diabolical purposes. And these ladies who were here before you will testify to the truth of my words besides as you can see our saviours are also standing here with me."
Everybody gasped in shock at first but they all knew that so many weird things kept happening in their city. Things that were very strange and very harmful. Nobody fully understood exactly who or what was behind them but they all knew that these female warriors calling themselves the Sailor Scouts were here to protect them.
Peter went on to say, "Even though the contest was a fraudulent scheme I want you to know that I have decided to pursue the prospect of model photography while still producing my custom landscapes. And I propose that once a month a legitimate raffle style draw is held where you can all buy tickets and the lucky winner drawn will get to spend five consecutive days at my studio posing for me."
When they heard this they all smiled broad grins and clapped.
Peter held up his hands for silence. "Furthermore to express my thanks to Sailor Moon, Sailor Mars and Sailor Mercury for what they have done I would like to invite them to pose for a few special pictures that I will display on my studio walls. Let's give them a great loud cheer."
The Sailors all blushed and grinned at the ovation they received and Luna felt so pleased with them. For once even Sailor Moon was a reasonable girl and did exactly as Peter told her to. Never once arguing about her position in the many photos taken compared to that of Sailor Mercury, or even Sailor Mars. Later Peter showed some of the photos on television when the news interviewed him about the incident. They were awesome pictures of the three of them. Luna couldn't have felt prouder.
Meanwhile Nephlite and his team had a very unexpected shock when the female general of Beryl's army suddenly materialized in their midst.
"Zoicite! What are you doing here?" Nephlite contemptously demanded but Zoicite had a sly grin on her face that made him a little uneasy.
"Queen Beryl has sent me to deliver you to her throne. She's boiling mad Nephlite."
"WHAT?" Nephlite couldn't believe it but Zoicite handed him something to look at.
"This is all that's left of Soldier Kyameran. You were doing so well for a little while Nephlite but inevitably you grew too careless. You made the mistake that Jedite and Titus were guilty of. Underestimating the Sailor Scouts and getting a loyal soldier killed."
Nephlite's jaw hung down and his eyes grew very fearful as he beheld the image of his soldier gazing fearfully at him in her last moments. Black Widow, Tensie, Jumo, Petasos, Castor and Pollux were all deeply in shock too. They had been anticipating Kyameran's safe return with the energy not only of Peter Fisher, but also of hundreds and hundreds of girls. Enough energy to finally release the Negaforce and ensure their triumphant conquest of the universe. Even if Kyameran had been defeated by the Scouts as unlikely as they thought, they had also assumed naturally that she would have been able to escape like those who had gone before her, because of the wristband recall device their Commander had given each of them. What a horrible turn of events this was.
"Well Nephlite. Queen Beryl will only get all the more angry if you keep her waiting." Zoicite crooned softly.
Nephlite had no choice. "Okay." He bowed his head and moaned.
"We will go to." Petasos declared. "General Zoicite as the team appointed under General Nephlite we have the right to hear what she has to say to our Commander and what she decides to do to him." The others all roared affirmative.
"Of course you do." Zoicite admitted. "Well let's all be on our way then."
So saying they all transported to Queen Beryl's throne room to find out what awaited General Nephlite for his very first mission failure.