Episode 3
Thou art…What!?!
Sin-Jin of the Week: Masko
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 Macbeth 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…”
In the dark void, Faris kneeled before the figure on the throne. “You
have failed me again, Faris.” 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. “Make sure of that, Faris.”, the voice said unemotionally, “The
Shadow Gate must be operational and we require life-energy to open it!! Now go
and carry the operation out.” Faris stood up and bowed to the figure. “Yes,
my queen.” Faris disappeared into the shadows once more. “This power…It must
be destroyed” the figure said before the five other figures, who all bowed
and walked back to their respected places in the void.
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.
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.
Sailor Q turns 3 times and punches towards the audience
SD Sailor Q gives the audience the victory sign
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!!”
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.
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!!!”
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. 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.
That night, Matt looked up at her
ceiling. Thinking and wondering what to do next…
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!!”
Sailor
Q(uinox), Matt smith, Masko, Faris, Sin-Jin, and all other characters in this
story are copyrighted to the author, Matt Bjorkman.