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<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:20.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Episode 1<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<h1>Sin-jin of the week: Terrawoman</h1>

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<p class=MsoNormal><span style='mso-tab-count:1'>            </span><span
style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>The void was nothingness.
Silence and darkness was the sound and chaos was the order. A group of figures
stood amongst 5 dark open gateways; the sixth was empty. A tall man with blazing
red eyes moved forward to the shadowy figure seated on a large throne. “<i>Has
the time come?”</i> the female voice said from the throne, although it seemed
to echo the entirety of the great void. “Yes, to open The Shadow Gate we need
energy, and all the energy we need is out there…” The man pointed to the
darkness and suddenly a blue and green sphere appeared before them. “<i>Very
well. Proceed as we planned.” </i>The man bowed before the figure. “Yes. My
queen.” He said as he vanished. <o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>The Ferrari was moving at incredible
speed. At the wheel was what looked like a man. The figure however was that of
a woman. Her dirty brown hair waved in the wind as she continued down the road.
In the seat next to her was a woman just as attractive. In her arms she nestled
a baby girl, one who had caused quiet a problem the last time they saw her.
“This…is…perfect, Michiru.” The brown haired woman said, turning to her
companion. “Just you, me, and Hotaru-chan here on the American road!” “Yes,
well,” Michiru turned to her, “Did we have to come this far away from Tokyo,
Haruka…Haruka?” Haruka’s face had changed from one of freedom to one of worry.
“Something’s wrong.” She said turning to Michiru, “Can’t you feel it? We have
to turn here!” Haruka quickly turned the car towards the next turn, waking baby
Hotaru in the process. “What do you mean, something’s wrong?” Michiru asked
Haruka. “It’s just a feeling.” She said as they continued down the road.<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>“Matt. Matt. Hey! Matt!” Matt turned
to his friend Ellie, meeting her gaze with his own glazed expression.
“Huh…oh…well I just had this weird dream last night. That’s all” She looked
deeper into his eyes then pulled back. “Oh, okay”. Matt sighed, then continued
to stare blankly. What was that dream about?, he thought to himself, and who were
those girls? He looked out the window. “I have a feeling,” He said to himself
as he stroked his stubby beard, “that all the answer will come today..”
Meanwhile, down at a nearby construction site, a shadowy figure tossed a dark
crystal into a pile of loose earth and laughed to himself.<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>The last bell of the day had rung. All
the students were gone. Matt, however, decided on a walk home. The dream still
seemed to run through his head, like some broken movie projector. He sighed to
himself as he continued to wonder what it was all about. “Yo. You want a ride?”
The voice had come from behind him. He turned to face the speaker only to trip
and fall onto her so that his face met hers…actually to be more precise, his
lips met hers. The next thing he knew he was stuffed into the back of a car
with his face hurting from the slap Haruka had given him.<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<h2>Eye-catcher</h2>

<h2><span style='font-size:12.0pt'>Sailor Q turns 3 times and punches towards
the audience <o:p></o:p></span></h2>

<h2>Commercial break</h2>

<h2>Eye-catcher</h2>

<h2><span style='font-size:12.0pt'>SD Sailor Q gives the audience the victory
sign<o:p></o:p></span></h2>

<h2 align=left style='text-align:left'>“So…um…what’s going on here?” Matt
turned to the still-angry Haruka and amused Michiru. “Well…this is Haruka
Tenoh. I’m Michiru Kaioh and this little girl is Hotaru Tomoe. We’re students
from Japan, just traveling around the world!” Matt gave her a long pause, and
then turned to Haruka. “That’s not what I mean. Where are you taking me?”
Haruka turned to him. “Hey! You said you wanted a ride! Anyway..” Her face
suddenly softened. “It’s a nice day!” Matt sighed and just looked ahead.
Suddenly he winced and felt his head pound. He gripped his head as the feeling
grew worse and worse. “Hey, hey! Are you okay?” Matt looked up at Haruka, who
was staring at him puzzled. “Yeah, I’m alright.” Matt shook his head. He didn’t
know what was going on. Haruka stopped next to a construction site. “So, um,
why are we stopping?” Matt looked around. This was an odd place to stop. Haruka
simply pointed downwards. Matt looked down only to see a flat tire. “Oh.” Matt
shifted his look from Haruka to Michiru and back again. They looked familiar.
As Haruka started to change the tire, Matt pause. “Haruka.” Haruka turned to
face him. “Yeah, what’s up?” Matt turned to the young woman. “Have you ever had
the feeling that something would happen. Something that would change your life
forever?” Haruka paused and everything turned quiet. “Well…” Meanwhile, at the
construction site, three men started their work. Suddenly the ground glowed a
dark red. The dirt and gravel congealed and form into that of a young woman.
She opened her mouth and uttered her name: “Teeeeerrrrrrrraaaawoooooommmmmmaaaannn!!!”
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style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Haruka turned, hitting Matt
with the spanner in the process. “Michiru!” Michiru simply nodded and put
Hotaru in the car. Matt could only dazedly watch as the two ran into the
thicket. Back at the site, Terrawoman was grabbing a construction worker and
sucking the life energy out of him. “Energy, energy, energy!!!!” she said
crazily, laughing a gravely life. “Stop right there!!” a voice said from
behind. Terrawoman dropped her victim and turned to face the source. The two
figures stood back to back as rose petals few in the wind. “Guided by a new
era, Sailor Uranus, acting with elegance!” Haruka turned now the senshi of
earth, Sailor Uranus. “Also guided by a new era, Sailor Neptune, acting with
grace!” Michiru followed her companion’s example, now the senshi of water,
Sailor Neptune. The two heroes jumped high and landed a few feet from their
foe. Terrawoman simply smirked at the two. Uranus started the attack.
“WORLD…SHAKING!!” Her energy ball hit the ground with a tremendous force,
plowing through the dirt and rocks. Terrawoman stood her ground as the ball of
earth energy passed right through her body, causing no damage! “What the hell?
That should have at least cracked her a bit!” Sailor Uranus said in shock.
Neptune turned to her companion. “Given that our enemy is made of earth, I
guess your earth attacks won’t work on it.” Uranus turned to Neptune with a
slightly sarcastic look. “Oh, thank you! Don’t you think I can see that!!?”
Neptune turned back to the enemy, who was glowing menacingly red.
“DEEP…SUBMERGE!!” She flung the orb of water energy at the creature, enveloping
in the blue liquid. As it cleared, they to their horror, the creature was not
in slightest damaged! It had changed it body to heavy stone with simply had
grounded it from the attack. Terrawoman charged the two, who easily dodged it
attack. Sailor Uranus brought out her Space sword to slash the creature, but it
sank into the ground as quickly as she could attack. It suddenly grabbed
Neptune by the legs (from under the ground) and flung her at Uranus. The two
were soon hit by a hail of energy-laced stones, which bashed and bloodied the
two. Panting and sweating, the two watched as the creature moved in for the
kill. Suddenly two pair of arms held the creature’s arms back. “Run, get out of
here!” Matt said, trying the keep the creature from attacking the two. Uranus
and Neptune looked in shock at him. Matt knew he couldn’t keep the thing back!
“Get going before it…” Suddenly, Terrawoman grabbed Matt by the head and held
him before the two senshi. “His energy will be wonderful! Watch as I destroy
him!!” Matt could feel as his energy leave his body. He remembered his friend
ellie had cared about him. How Haruka and Michiru, even though they were
strangers, had been friends to him. He couldn’t give up, he wouldn’t! “I can
feel your energy” Terrawoman laughed, “I can feel…BURNING!!!” Her hand was
glowing bright green. It’s hand quickly crumbled to dust, dropping Matt on the
ground. Matt’s forehead was glowing bright green, or to be exact the Q on his
forehead was glowing. A light suddenly burst forth in front of him, reveling a
transformation wand. “What the hell’s going on?” Uranus said as she watched all
this. Matt slowly moved forward and took the wand. “Q PLANET POWER…MAKEUP!!”
His male body disappeared, giving way to a female one. As the light cleared, a
new Sailor Senshi stood in their midst. “I am the warrior of wind and wisdom”
she said triumphantly, “Invited by a new era, Sailor Q, acting with Intelligence!”
Uranus and Neptune just stared at the figure in the sailor fuku, not blinking.
“Huh?” That was the only thing that Uranus could get out of her own mouth.
Terrawoman just smirked as she rebuilt her shattered hand with the rocks and
dirt from the site. “I guess I’ll just have some more fun with you!” She said
as she shot gravel at Sailor Q. Q, however, merely dodged it and flipped over
the head of the angry Sin-Jin. As Terrawoman turned around, she got a nice
swift kick in the face, followed by a punch in the gut. Reeling from the heavy
blows, Terrawoman fashioned both her upper part of her arms into sharp rock
blades. “You want to mess with me, bitch!?! Well come and get some!!” it
screamed loudly, charging her. Even though it slashed with all it’s might,
Sailor Q just dodged it’s attacks and followed it up with kicks and punches.
Now cracked and dizzy, Terrawoman showed signs of the wear and tear. Sailor Q
gathered the wind energy. “Q..WIND..BLAST!!!” She yelled as she sent the orb of
wind energy at her enemy. On impact, Terrawoman’s black crystal shattered and
turned to dust. Sailor Q sighed then looked at herself. “WHAT %$#@ HAPPENED TO
ME!!!” she screamed. Uranus walked over to her. “You’re a sailor senshi, like
us, I guess.” Sailor Q looked at her angrily. “Yeah, well, how do I turn back?”
Neptune moved forward. “You just relax and concentrate on becoming yourself!”
Sailor Q started to do that and in a flash, Sailor Q disappeared and became
Matt. Sailor Uranus and sailor Neptune kept staring however. “What?” Matt said
in suspicion, before realizing something was wrong with his voice. Carefully,
he traced his body with his hands until he came to his chest, then he gave a
quiet yelp. “Whaat the hell is going on!” Neptune looked over “him”. “I guess
this was your original body, in the time of the silver millennium.” Uranus
smiled, “You look kinda cute like that!” Matt turned to Uranus. “I don’t
care!!! I mean I can disguise my voice and maybe my looks but these…” “He”
pointed to his chest. “What am I suppose to do with these!!!” Haruka (she
changed back) ran to the car and threw Matt some bandages. “Here these outta
take care of that.” Haruka and Michiru climbed back into the car and started to
drive away. “Hey!!! You can’t leave me here like this!!!” Matt yelled at them.
“It looks like you have some battles ahead of you!!! Good luck!!!” Haruka
yelled back as the car disappeared into the sunset. Matt stood there, first
looking at the bandages than at the Q transformation wand. As she (lets call
her she from now on) walked away, she could only think one thing: Man, This
sucks!!! Meanwhile a dark figure with red eyes watched her leave….<o:p></o:p></span></p>

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<h2>TRAILER</h2>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Matt: “Now that I’m Sailor Q
and A girl, my life has gone upside down! What..I have to run the mile!! And
what’s the creature doing here!!! Next time on Sailor Q: An American Senshi,
Running Down…I hate Gym!!! In the name of Quinox, I will punish you!!!<o:p></o:p></span></p>

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<p class=MsoBodyText>Sailor Q(uinox), Matt Smith, Sin-Jin, Terrawoman, and all
other characters here are Property of the author, Matt Bjorkman. No one may use
them without his permission. Haruka Tenoh/ Sailor Uranus, Michiru Kaioh/ Sailor
Neptune, Hotaru Tomoe/ Sailor Saturn are copyrighted to it’s creators and their
use here are not intended to be a breach of that copyright. </p>

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<h1>SAILOR Q: An American Senshi</h1>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
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<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Matt
lay on her bed looking up at the ceiling. Man, she thought to herself,
sometimes life can just suck. After all, she had just fought off two strange
creatures in the past 2 days. At least she had some help on the first one, but
the second one she had to tackle by herself. “Where the hell are these things
coming from?” she said to herself out loud. Oh well it would have to wait; it
was the least of her worries. Tomorrow, her family would be going to a
production of <i>Macbeth</i> and she just felt a little weird going to see a
story of death with these creatures appearing. Matt sat up and went to her
dresser. Opening the bottom drawer, she took out her transformation wand and took
a good hard look at it. Why, she thought to herself, why me? “Why was I chosen
for this?” Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Matt could hear her
younger sister’s voice. “Yo, dork!!!” she said in her usual angry voice, “I
thought mom told you to work on your homework!” Matt opened the door slightly
and looked at her with narrow eyes. “I know…I got it finished already!” She
then narrowed her eyes even more. “And don’t call me dork!!” Matt said angrily.
She then slammed the door and looked back at the wand on her bed. “Well…” she
said sighing to herself, “It’s not like anything else can go wrong…” <o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> 
</span>In the dark void, Faris kneeled before the figure on the throne. “<i>You
have failed me again, Faris.</i>” The female voice said angrily. Faris did not
look up. “I am sorry, my queen. The power that thwarted us before reappeared.
This will not happen again!” His crimson eyes seem to seethe and burn with
anger. “<i>Make sure of that, Faris.</i>”, the voice said unemotionally, “<i>The
Shadow Gate must be operational and we require life-energy to open it!! Now go
and carry the operation out.</i>” Faris stood up and bowed to the figure. “Yes,
my queen.” Faris disappeared into the shadows once more. “<i>This power…It must
be destroyed</i>” the figure said before the five other figures, who all bowed
and walked back to their respected places in the void.<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>At a theater, somewhere in the Twin
Cities, the director walks up and down the stage impatiently. “Damn actors! You
think you run everything? Well you don’t!” he yells at the actors, who are all
sitting in the audience seats. He stops and calms down. “Look, tonight is our
first performance and we can’t allow mistakes to happen! Like this!!” He picks
up a drama mask on the ground. “Look, we can’t leave props on the stage like
this!! Where’s the person in charge of props!” A man dressed in a loose T-shirt
and blue jeans, with a cap hiding his face. “Here, put this where this
belongs!!!” the director says tossing the mask to him, “now where was I…”
Meanwhile, backstage, the props guy laughs to himself and puts a dark crystal
on the mask. The crystal disappears and the mask’s eyeholes glow red. “Many
people…” the props guy takes off his cap revealing Faris, “Perfect…” he says as
he disappears once more, leaving the mask glowing evilly in the dark prop room.<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>Meanwhile, Matt (dressed in her best
sweater and jeans) looked lazily out of the car window. Streetlamp after
streetlamp based by swiftly. Matt sighed; her sister, mother and uncle were
having a conversation but Matt couldn’t hear them or she was just not paying
attention. She just stared out into the dark night sky. She had a feeling; no,
not a feeling, more of just a thought, that tonight something was going to
happen.<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<h2>Eye-Catcher</h2>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'>Sailor Q turns 3
times and punches towards the audience</p>

<h2>Commercial Break</h2>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'>SD Sailor Q gives the
audience the victory sign</p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>The director was not happy. Not only
did it seem that no one was ready for the production but it seemed one of the
girls who played one of the three witches was feeling ill. Almost as if she was
drained of energy. He called the props guy to ask him if the stand-in was ready
for the production. The props man simply nodded and smiled. She’s ready, all
right, he thought to himself as he disappeared back into the shadows. “Alright
everyone!!” the director shouted at the top of his lungs, “The show will go
on!!” The stand-in for the third witch, her face concealed by the hood and
cloak she wore and laughed to herself in a strange laugh: “Maaaaaaaskkkooooo!!”<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>In the commons, Matt indulged herself
by looking at various pretty girls, which attracted some odd stares. She was
sure she had the feeling that something wasn’t right. That something was going
to happen here. She just couldn’t get it off her mind. Her thoughts were
interrupted by the trumpets, which announced the beginning of the play. She
rushed to get to her seat.<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>The play was now nearing the second
half. Matt had not watched most of it; her mind was on other things. They were
just beginning the scene where Macbeth meets with the three witches, when the
fog effect that had been covering the stage set began to creep into the
audience. Matt turned to see people begin to faint as they lost their life
energy. Pretty soon, it was getting near to where her family was. “Mom, Jess,
Uncle, Get out of here now!!!” She yelled as she pushed them out the door. They
obliged but soon Matt separated from them. “Showtime” she whispered underneath
her breath. “Q PLANET POWER MAKEUP!!!” <o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>Back in the theater, the director
crawled out to the stage, his energy nearly gone. “Whhattt…arrre yyyou.” He
said as he crawled towards the witches’ replacement. With his last ounce of
strength, he pulled of her cloak to reveal the Sin-jin underneath. Then he
passed out. Masko smiled wickedly. “What fools these mortals be” she said with
a laugh. “So, you thought you could hide in this play.” A voice said in the
rafters. “Well, your acting stinks!!” Masko looked up to see who had spoken.
Sailor Q was perched on top of one of the light fixtures and smiled down at the
monster. “You dare harm innocents here, you must be destroyed!” She jumped down
to the stage and faced Masko. The Sin-jin simply shrugged and laughed. “Thou
must be truly foolish, if thou wishes to combat me!” Sailor Q didn’t waste a
second. She attempted a flying kick, which the monster simply dodged, laughing
at her. “Thou are a fool!!! You shall fall to my power!!” She grabbed one of
the masks off her chest, making a complete copy. She threw it at Q, making a
huge explosion. Sailor Q, coughing, attempted to see. “Man, This sucks!!” She
said to herself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>The fog was pierced by
a red light, which Sailor Q had the sense to dodge. She would have to wait for
the appropriate time. The fog was still thick, when she got an idea. Masko looked
around. She must destroy the enemy. That was her job and business. Suddenly, a
shape lay before her, complete with a tiara. “HA!! You are truly the fool!!!”
she said, as she let out a lethal blast, which hit the object point-blank. As
she moved forward, she noticed something wrong. It was a dummy!!! “So who’s the
fool…” Sailor Q looked down from the rafters at the dumb-founded Sin-Jin. “Q
WIND BLAST!!!” Sailor Q sent the lethal shot straight at Masko, shattering the
Dark Crystal. Sailor Q jumped down and picked up her tiara and the fallen mask.
“Where are these things coming from…” She then realizes that soon everyone
would awaken. She put on her tiara and ran out.<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>That night, Matt looked up at her
ceiling. Thinking and wondering what to do next…<o:p></o:p></span></p>

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<h2>TRAILER</h2>

<p class=MsoBodyText>Matt: “ They dance is good for you…but this is
ridiculous!!! What the heck is happening here!!! And who is this Faris guy??
Next time on Sailor Q: An American senshi, Dancing up and down! You better be
there!! Or I’ll punish you!!”</p>

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<h1>Dancing up and down</h1>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:18.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Sin-Jin of the week: TuTuran<o:p></o:p></span></p>

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<p class=MsoBodyText><span style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>Matt’s
house is shaking with loud music. Sitting at the table, Matt is trying to do
her homework, while also trying to cover her ears. Her sister, Jess, is dancing
to the music. Matt looks up with rings under her eyes. “What? Are you trying to
do to me? Make me deaf?” Jess stops and glares at Matt. “You very well know why
I’m doing this!!” She yells back. Matt glares back at her. “So in other words,
you are trying to make me deaf?” Jess looks at Matt with an even worst look and
it looks like there’s a fight about to start, when their mom comes in. “Matt,
stop bugging your sister!” She said with a kind but stern voice. “You know very
well that she has that dance contest coming up! And Jess, dear…” She turns to
Jess. “Turn down that music. It’s driving your father crazy!!” Both unhappily
agree, but still give themselves evil glares. Matt went back up to her room.
She knew that his sister was excited about the dance contest at school, but
that didn’t mean that she had to practice all night and all day, and not all
that but she had the music on so loud. Matt sat down on her bed. It was just
for this week…then it would all be over.</p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'><span
style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>In a dark room, within the chaotic
void, Faris stood alone. He carefully studied the energy he had gathered so
far. It was an adequate amount, but it was still small. He then moved to a
screen, which displayed an image of the earth. Moving his hands, over the
screen, he observed his Sin-Jin’s previous battles with Sailor Q. “Who is this
girl?…” he whispered to himself, “She must not interfere!!!” He passed his hand
over the screen, shutting it off. He then moved to another part of the room,
which glowed menacingly. Faris looked over his dark crystals and smiled to
himself. “I believe that I should give a proper introduction…”<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoBodyText><span style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>At school,
Matt walked through the hall between classes, when her friend, Ellie, came up
to her. “Hey, are you going to enter that dance contest? You could do that
great dance that you did at the fall musical cast party!” Matt sweat dropped
and turned to Ellie. “ I wasn’t dancing. Actually I was trying to adjust my
shoes at the time.” Ellie turned red with embarrassment. “Oh…sorry! I heard
that your sister is going to be in it. Is it true?” Matt simply nodded. What
she won’t give to be somewhere else. She hated to talk about family. “Hey,
Matt, know who I wish was at the dancing contest?” Matt turned to Ellie. “Who?”
Ellie looked up at the ceiling. “Sailor Q.” Ellie nearly tripped on the face
fallen Matt. “WHY!?!” Matt said, even though her face was face down on the
floor. “Well…I mean, she’s like a superhero…so I bet that she can really dance
well!” Matt was just speechless. “Hey! Matt!” It was Jordan, head of the drama
club and the person who had started this whole dance contest in the first
place. Matt looked up, her face dusty from the floor. “What you want?” Jordan
gave Matt a hand getting up. Matt got up and wiped the dust off her body (and
made sure the bandages that kept her chest flat were still intact). “I have a
problem…one of my judges dropped out and I need a replacement…” Matt looked at
Jordan and her eyes narrowed in suspicion. “You don’t mean…” Jordan nodded.
“You have to…you’re the only guy I know that I can trust!” At the word “guy”,
Matt once again sweatdropped. “I really don’t know…I mean my sister is in the
dance contest…” Matt could just imagine her sister: “YOU WILL DIE, DORK!!!” It
was enough to give him shivers. Jordan looked closely at Matt and so did Ellie.
“PLEASE…” Matt couldn’t help it. With a sigh, she nodded. “Alright, what time
will I need to be here?” Jordan pats her on the back. “About 5:00! Thanks a
lot!” Matt just sighed. Well, she should start on her will…</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText><span style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>The stage
was empty. Although the rest of the auditorium was decorated for the big dance
contest, everything was quiet. Out of the shadows, a figure hovered over the
empty stage. Faris looked over the area with amusement. “This will be perfect.”
As he landed, his clothes and hair changed to a more ‘normal’ look. He pulled a
dark crystal out of his pocket and threw it backstage. “Now…Sailor Q. Shall we
dance?” He laughed to himself as the backstage glowed menacingly.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'>Eye-catcher</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:12.0pt'>Sailor Q turns 3 times and punches towards the
audience<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'>Commercial break</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'>Eye-catcher</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:12.0pt'>SD Sailor Q gives the audience the victory sign<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=MsoBodyText><span style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>Matt chewed
her food nervously. Her sister and mother were talking about the contest. She
knew that she would have to tell her sister sometime. “Um…I’m judging it you
know…” It seemed like the room’s sound was sucked out. Her mom broke the
silence. “Well, that’s nice! You get to see Jessie then!” Matt turned to face
Jessie. She expected to see “the great demon” breath fire at her (figure of
speech). Oddly, Jessie didn’t pay attention. She simply finished her meal and
walked up stairs. This was odd.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText><span style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>On the
stage, last minute preparations were being made. Matt went up to Jordan, who
was talking to several of the set crew. “Hey! Jordan! Where am I supposed to
be?” Jordan turned to face Matt. “Go to the choir room…that’s where the other
judges are.” Matt nodded and went to the room like she was told to in. Inside,
sat three individuals. One was Alex Leonard, another member of the drama club;
Jacque Carlson, a choir member, and someone who Matt didn’t recognize. He
probably was another last minute addition by Jordan. As Matt sat down, the
figure looked up briefly. His crimson eyes shined malevolently as he sensed
enormous energy. Soon it would be time. </p>

<p class=MsoBodyText><span style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>Matt went
out for a drink of water, when she saw her sister go by. She looked different;
paler and she looked nervous. Matt followed her into the dressing room. “Are
you okay, Jess?” Matt said nervously. “NO!!” she said, without looking at Matt,
“I mean how would you feel if your brother was judging you!! I mean, I’m not
sure if I’ll be able to go through with this!” Matt patted her on the back.
“Don’t worry. It’s not like anything worse could happen.” Matt then left and
headed towards the stage.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText><span style='mso-tab-count:1'>         </span>They were
already halfway through the competition and Matt couldn’t stand it anymore.
Half of the entries were either rap or break-dancing. It was getting dull. She
turned to look at the other judges. Alex and Jacque were asleep, but the other
guy was wide-awake. Matt eyed him suspiously, but then the next entry came in.
She was a ballerina and her face was oddly masked. As everyone watched, she
performed some amazing moves. Finally she bowed and suddenly shot out ribbons
at the audience and several of the judges. Matt dodged the ribbon and landed on
the stage. Looking at the audience, she saw that all of them had had their
energy absorbed by the ribbons. Matt turned to face the ballerina, who had now
become a Sin-Jin. She sneered at her. “Tuuuuuuuuuu-Tuuu-ran!!!” She shot out
another ribbon at Matt, which attached to her neck as she ran out to the exit.
Struggling against the energy drain, Matt managed to wring it off and gasping
for breath, pulled out her transformation wand.
“Q…PLANET…POWER…MAKEUP!!!!!”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Back
inside the auditorium, TuTuran continued to drain energy from the audience and
the other entries (including Jessie). Suddenly the doors burst open and a
figure was silhouetted in the light. “Dance is a form of expression and you
dare to ruin it? I’m Sailor Q, warrior of wind and wisdom and I’ll destroy you!!”
TuTuran simply laughed. “A simple enemy like you will be a waste of my time!
But for the sake of my master, a simple person like you, I will fight you.” She
let loose a stream of ribbons straight at Q. Sailor Q ducked and dodged the
ribbons, but was suddenly caught by one. Sailor Q was dragged back to the stage
and came face to face with the Sin-Jin again. She smiled at Q. “Now…” She said
in a stuck up manner, “my greatest performance!” She began to spin, with Sailor
Q still attached by the ribbon. Spinning Q fast and hard, she started to
prepare for her next attack. “Pas-de-bourree attack!” She gave Sailor Q a good
kick. Sailor Q was hit in the stomach by the kick and it sent her hitting a
wall. However, she was not finished with Q yet! Starting her attack again, she
began to spin Q around faster then before. This time, however, Q was ready and
bouncing off one of the walls, gave TuTuran a good kick in the face! Wheeling
back, TuTuran felt the blood trickling down her face. “YOU BITCH!!! I’LL KILL
YOU!!!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. However it was too late.
“Q…WIND…BLAST!!!” The attack struck the creature in the face, destroying its
dark crystal and restoring it back to a pile of ribbons. Sailor Q caught her
breath, when suddenly a bolt of dark lighting nearly hit her. Wheeling around,
she faced a mysterious man with green hair and piercing red eyes. He smiled
wickedly at Sailor Q. “So this is the powerful Sailor Q! How pathetic!” Sailor
Q stared at the man. “Who are you?” Sailor Q said, still smarting from her
injuries. The Man looked straight at Q. “They call me Faris” he said in a dark
tone. Faris began to power up a beam attack, aimed straight at Sailor Q’s
chest. “And now, Sailor Q, the end…” Sailor Q closed her eyes, awaiting the
worst. “DEAD…SCREAM!!!” A ball of energy nearly hit Faris. Faris looked around
and stared at Sailor Q. “We’ll meet again. Sailor Q, I bid you adieu.” Faris
disappeared into the darkness once more. Sailor Q got up and looked around.
Other then the passed out audience, no one else was there. Sailor Q headed for
the exit, as the people began to awake.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText><span style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>On their
way out to their parent’s car, Matt looked back her sister. Jessie was talking
excitedly to her friends as she clutched the 1<sup>st</sup> place trophy. Matt
couldn’t help but smile, as she stared up at the stars and the bright full
moon.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'>TRAILER</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText><span style='mso-tab-count:1'>          </span>Matt: “They
say that Rock &amp; Roll is an American tradition. Well, someone seems to be
messing up with it!! Is this another strike by that mysterious guy named Faris?
Next time on Sailor Q: An American Senshi, Stop in the Name of Love. You better
not try anything funny, or I will punish you!!”</p>

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<p class=MsoBodyText><span style='font-size:10.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Sailor
Q(uinox), Matt Smith, Jessie Smith, Faris, Sin-Jin, TuTuran and all other
characters here are property of the author, Matt Bjorkman. They may not be used
without the author’s permission.<o:p></o:p></span></p>

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style='font-size:20.0pt'>&nbsp;</span></p>

<h1>Sailor Quinox: An American Senshi</h1>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:20.0pt'>Episode 5</span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:18.0pt'>Stop in the name of love!!!</span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:18.0pt'>Sin-Jin of the week: Rocker-Knocker</span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:18.0pt'>&nbsp;</span></p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>          Faris sat in his room, alone, feeling the small
injury that he had received. It was still sore. How could Sailor Quinox have
hit him like that? She was stronger then he thought. *Flashback: Faris began to
power up a beam attack, aimed straight at Sailor Quinox’s chest. “And now
Sailor Quinox…the end…” “DEAD SCREAM!!” A ball of energy nearly hit Faris…* He
would have to be more careful next time…He knew that he must succeed for Queen
Necros…</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>          Matt walked tiredly through the halls at school.
She could hardly keep her eyes open during first hour and she felt that she
could just collapse where she was standing. “Hey!! Matt!!!” A familiar voice
rang in her ear. Ellie walked next to Matt and looked over her tired friend. “So…something
wrong?” Matt looked at the inquisitive Ellie. “If you count feeling like a pile
of carp as being wrong, then yes, something is wrong!!” She turned back to
getting to second hour. If she had to fight one more creature…one more…she
would scream!!! Ellie stop sort of the classroom. “If it makes you feel any
better, I got these…” She held out four tickets. Matt took one of them and took
a better look at it. They were tickets to a concert by a touring Japanese band
called R3. She heard of them. They were actually one of her favorite bands. “So
why are you giving me these?” Ellie looked at Matt. “Well, one of my friends
had to drop out of this concert and since you looked down…I though you would
like to go!” Matt took the ticket in her hand and looked at it. It would be a
terrible waste not to go. Matt looked at Ellie. “Alright…I’ll go!” she said.
Ellie smiled and walked away happily. “Now…” Matt said to herself, “I’ll have
to convince Mom and Dad to let me go!”  </p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>          “Alright, let’s try that again!” Tayoko Masumi,
the lead singer of R3 said to his colleges. The others just nodded in
agreement. “Hey! First let me get my replacement guitar.” Nomu Seta, one of the
other singers said to Tayoko. “Hey! You!” he yelled to a stagehand, “hand me
another guitar!” The stagehand merely nodded and handed him a guitar from
backstage. The stagehand walked backstage again.  Hiro Mano, the third singer,
turned to the others. “Hey, you know. I’ve never seen that guy before. He must
be new.” Backstage, the stagehand smiled evilly.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>          Matt arrived home at her usual time. Her sister
Jessie was on the couch, watching TV, which was running a commercial for R3’s
concert. “Matt honey, isn’t that that Japanese band you like so much?” Matt’s
mom said as she came in with Jessie’s drink. Matt looked at it and then looked
back at her mom, slightly nervous. “Um…mom, say that someone had gotten tickets
to this show…would…” “You got tickets to the show…” Matt’s mom said abruptly.
Matt was a little stunned by this, but kept on going. “So…um…can I go?” she
said nervously. Matt’s mom turned to her and gave a warm smile. “Why not? If
you have a ride and as long as you don’t take any drugs or drink alcohol…” Matt
nearly fell on her face. “I hope you enjoy it!!” Matt’s mom said as she headed
back to the kitchen. Matt, meanwhile, still stunned, walked woodenly up the
stairs to her room.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>          At the concert area, Tayoko was in his dressing
room looking over the lyrics he was to sing. He suddenly became aware of a
strange humming noise. It started soft and began to get louder. He suddenly
realized that it was coming from his guitar. “What the heck…” As he bent down
to look at it, it suddenly burst in light. He couldn’t stop staring at it. He
seemed overcome by something. As he fell on his knees, the door began to
open…and Faris looked at the unconscious man…he smiled.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>          Matt sat next to Ashley, one of Ellie’s friends,
while Ellie’s mom drove the van, heading for the concert. Matt felt very uncomfortable,
partially because of the bandages that kept her chest flat, but mostly because
she had a feeling. It was the same feeling she felt just before something was
going to happen…but she shook out of it as they approached the stadium where
the concert was being held. As Matt stepped out, the feeling came back…and she
stopped and looked around. “Matt!!! Come on!! We have to get to our seats!!”
Ellie grabbed Matt by the arm and pulled her in the direction of the stadium
entrance.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'>Eye-catcher</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:12.0pt'>Sailor Q turns 3 times and punches towards the
audience</span></p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'>Commercial break</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'>Eye-catcher</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:12.0pt'>SD Sailor Q gives the audience the victory sign</span></p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'>&nbsp;</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText> “Hey….where’s Tayoko?..shouldn’t he be here by now?” Nomu
said, clutching his guitar. Hiro put down the water bottle he was sipping and
turn to Nomu “now that you mention it…I haven’t seen him….and we’re due on
stage in 5 mins.” A hand grabbed Nomu by the shoulder and he jumped….Tayoko
looked at Nomu with a dazed look. “….It’s time we got onstage, guys” he said in
a monotone voice. Nomu just nodded slowly, while Hiro clutched his guitar
tighter.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>          Matt looked at the stage. It was decorated with
bright colors and a neon sign in the back that said “R3” in blue. Ellie giggled
at the stage “THIS IS GOING TO BE GREAT!! I CAN’T WAIT TO HEAR “ TRANSFORM THE
PLANET”!!!” Ashley and Matt just sweat dropped. Ellie started to jump up and
down. “Look!! The concert’s starting!!!” Matt watched as the three musicians
showed up. Everyone cheered loudly as began to play some of their top hits.
Matt looked up at Tayoko…and started to blush for some reason, although Ashley
and Ellie didn’t notice. Matt quickly snapped out of it as Tomoko got up to
play his solo. As he strummed his guitar, matt started to feel oddly woozy. She
looked around, noticing everyone was starting to either fall asleep or faint.
Matt turned towards the stage as the other rockers except for Tomoko had fallen
under the spell as well. Matt jumped up towards onto the stage and tackled
Tomoko, knocking him over. Matt kept blushing as she got off the knocked out
rocker as she heard a laugh. The guetar floated in the air and started to shift
shape into that of a female creature, which looked like a cliché punk rocker.
Matt quickly transformed as the thing stuck it’s long tongue at her. Sailor
Quinox kept circling until the creature suddenly strummed it’s guiter, which
sent a shockwave throwing quinox into a wall. Quinox barely got up in time to
get wacked in the jaw by the creature. Quinox got slowly up and quickly
head-butt the creature then as it shot another shock-wave out, leaped over it
and kicked it in the back of the head. The thing fell over and turned to face
quinox..only to meet face to face with a Air Blast. As the creature returned to
a guiter, quinox ran over to check up on Tomoko. Tomoko managed to open a
single eye, before Sailor Quinox ran off so as not to be seen. </p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>          As the concert continued, Matt ponder the reason
for her feelings. It wasn’t as if she liked the guy. I mean, that would be
silly, she reason. Suddenly Tomoko shouted out a dedication to “the girl in the
sailor suit”. All Matt could do…was blush and smile.</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>&nbsp;</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'>Next time on Sailor
Q:</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText align=center style='text-align:center'>&nbsp;</p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>“Great..I have to buy new glasses. As if I didn’t have
enough trouble already. What’s going on to all these people? Why are they
losing their sight? Next time on Sailor Q: An American Senshi, New Glasses! An
evil plot?? Don’t mess with me or I’ll Destroy you!</p>

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<p class=MsoTitle>Sailor Q: An American Senshi</p>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:20.0pt'>Episode 6</span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:20.0pt'>“New Glasses! An evil plot??”</span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:20.0pt'>Sin-Jin of the week: Double-Vision</span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:20.0pt'>&nbsp;</span></p>

<p class=MsoBodyText>          A woman walks down the street, the lamplight
glinting off her stylish new glasses. She hums a happy tune as she walks
without care thru the dark night. Suddenly she falls to her knees, gripping her
glasses as they start to glow. She cries out in pain as she struggles with them
finally pulling them off and gripping her eyes. A man rushes to her side,
asking her what’s wrong. As she let’s go of her eyes, he sees they are now
blank white balls.</p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt'>          There’s a loud
crack from the bathroom, along with a short curse. “Awwww…man” Matt says as she
lifts up what was once her glasses. The lens is now shattered, and one of the
sides has broken off. “Not again…mom’s going to be so angry”. She sighs, not
realizing her mother is behind her. About three mins later, Matt sighs to herself
as her father looks at the glasses and her mom looks thru ads. “You busted
these up pretty badly” Matt’s dad says looking at his “son”; “Let’s just hope
your mother can find a sale to get some replacements.” Matt in the meanwhile
attempted to adjust the bandages keeping her chest down without anyone noticing
as her mom suddenly jumped up. “Here we go! </span><span style='font-size:14.0pt'>Sale</span><span
style='font-size:14.0pt'> on new glasses at Lens-co!” Matt’s dad arched an
eyebrow “Lens-co?…never heard of it.” Matt’s mom shrugged “it must be a new
place….anyway…their having a sale with 50% off the retail price…I’m going to
take matt there” Matt just slammed her head against the table. Her eyes didn’t
notice the headline on the paper her head rested against: WOMAN FOUND BLINDED;
NO MEDICAL REASON FOUND. </span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt'>          The building to
Lens-Co looked like any other retail place. However, Matt got a chill down her
spine seeing it. I may have been the giant mechanical winking eyes on the sign
outside Or just the shape of the building, but she didn’t like it. Matt and her
mom walked in to the lush room, each side set with various glasses. They stood
in line quietly, though Matt could see her mom was impatient. They finally
reached the counter, where a rather stern yet beautiful woman stood behind it.
“You know…contacts are cheaper” Matt said trying to get out of this situation.
The woman behind the counter was considerably riled but matt kept it up, with
argument after argument. Finally, Matt’s mom burst in. “Dear…how about you go
and see the frames..so you get a good idea of what you want…now” Matt could
tell how angry she was even though she had her usual calm looking face, so Matt
shuffled off to one side of the room. The frames were of every size and shape,
of every color and tone. However Matt noticed one thing that was similar in all
of them. On the edge of them, there was what looked like a tiny crystal, pure
black. Matt got a shiver down her spine. It was a small breeze, hitting the
back of her neck. Matt looked around and notices what looked like a small door.
It was cleverly hidden among the corners. Matt’s curiosity took hold of her,
overcoming her fear. She slowly opened the door and slipped in, not noticing
the woman behind the counter, her eyes glowing slightly. </span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt'>          Matt walked down
the short stairs, trying her best in the dark room. Her ears picked up the
sound of something. It sounded like soft sobs, those of young women. Matt
walked deeper into the room moving her hands around until it ran over something
soft. Looking up, she came face to face with several young girls chained to the
wall, their eyes covered by handkerchiefs. Matt carefully removed the bands off
their eyes, revealing the two blank bulbs that they were now. “What happened….”
Was all Matt could get out of her mouth. The girl groined slightly…one word
emerging from her mouth “Glasses”. Matt backed off slightly, a bit in shock.
Quickly she un-chained the girls, using a skeleton key her father gave her. Matt
finally had realized what was wrong as she lead the girls up the stairs and
opened the doors to find…. everyone out like a light. The only one who stood up
was the woman behind the counter. Matt narrowed her eyes at her. As she
watched, the woman’s framed shimmered and the creature that now stood was truly
disturbing. It was defiantly female, it’s skin whitish blue. It had no eyes on it’s
face and no mouth, only a nose. All over it’s body lay blinking eyes of various
colors and sizes. It gave off a short laugh and charged Matt, who barely
managed to get out of the way. Matt pulled out her wand and transformed to
Sailor Quinox, just in time to get tackled to the floor. The thing attempted to
stab her in the face with it’s long claws, but Quinox avoided them, kneeing the
thing in the gut. The thing got up and stretched it’s arms out. Sailor Quinox
barely had time as the thing opened every eye on it’s body, sending out a flash
of light. Quinox put her hands over her eyes..then looked again. The room
looked warped and blurred. Quinox could hardly avoid the thing as it charged
her and head-butted her in the chin. Quinox hit the wall hard, feeling the warm
blood run down her lips. Quinox moved her hands, trying to grab onto something.
She felt the shape of what seemed like a Fire Extinguisher, as the thing
charged again. Quinox swung the Extinguisher at the thing, sending it flying
backwards into a glass display. Sailor Quinox wasted no time in powering up a
Air Blast and firing it into the monster’s core. It screamed as it’s dark
crystal shattered, revealing nothing more then an old pair of glasses. Sailor
Quinox calmly wiped away the blood on her mouth and quickly retreated to
de-transform.</span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt'>          In a dark corner of
the abysses, Faris re-watches his Sin-Jin’s recent failure. “….well, well,
well….let’s hope you do better then, Lilly” He turned to female figure behind
him who bowed with respect. Neither knew they were also being watched, by a
green haired woman from afar.</span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:14.0pt'>&nbsp;</span></p>

<h1>Next Time on Sailor Q</h1>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:14.0pt'>&nbsp;</span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:14.0pt'>“What does it mean to be beautiful? Is it just skin
deep or is it more then that?…wait? Who are you? What do you mean you’re one of
us? Next time on Sailor Q: An American Senshi, Beauty or Beast? A reflection.
Don’t mess with me or I’ll destroy you!”</span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><span
style='font-size:14.0pt'>&nbsp;</span></p>

<p class=MsoBodyText2>Matt Smithson, Sin-jin, Sailor Quinox, and other
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