"You're late Orion…" A cold voice snapped out through the darkness. On a poverty stricken street, not a soul in sight, a man walked, heavily cloaked down its cobble stone streets. He groaned and threw out a hand in anger, moving the hood off of his head after a quick check around him. Long flowing white hair fell off of his shoulders, a face sharp and muscular gleaming underneath the moonlight.

"Oh what does it matter…?" Orion mumbled as he took a seat beside her, her pale skin and gentle curved face barely visible from underneath her cloak. He could already feel her icy like glare as he tossed a small pouch onto her lap. She jumped, her fingers playing with its strings as a smile formed upon her face.

"Queen Beryl is dead Ursa…" Orion hissed. "Soon the scouts will rein all over the universe and our kind will be dead. Damn those sailor scouts and all that they stand for!"

"Calm yourself Orion…the end is not as near as you think it to be…soon, those sailor scouts will be of no threat to us…" Ursa whispered with a gentle laugh. Orion leaned over, pushing her hood down as he looked into her lifeless eyes. Fate had claimed her vision long ago, and with skilled fingertips she reached into the bag, pulling out the shimmering crystal inside.

Orion leaned back against the wall, waving a finger nonchalantly as she hugged it to her chest, giggling insanely.

"I still don't get why you wanted that piece of junk…even with your powers it's useless" Orion mumbled under his breath, leaning his head against his hand with a precise pout. Ursa's blind eyes flit with fury as she threw out her arm, slamming it against his chest. He gave a small 'oof' and rubbed it bitterly.

"FOOL!" Ursa yelled holding up the crystal to the moonlight, a finger slowly rubbing down its gleaming edges.

"With this crystal and my powers we shall be unstoppable…" Ursa whispered, her lips crawling into a deformed smile. Orion rolled his eyes and leaned back against the bench, kicking a foot up as he raised a brow.

"I think you might be over-estimating yourself a little there sis, I mean- OW!" Orion let out a high whimper as Ursa pulled at his ear, not so much as giving him a second glance. She pushed his head down before standing up, holding the crystal to the moon.

"You underestimate me brother…I'm offended truly I am." Ursa smiled, her lips twisting as she giggled. "The sailor scouts are unstoppable now, but even they had a moment of weakness-"

"Well yea…back when they were BABIES, but we couldn't even find them until they learned how to be ass kicking super stars…" Orion mumbled. Ursa twitched.

"But if they were to be re-born again…still stumbling and working to get their sea legs, we could destroy them with ease." Ursa whispered. Orion twisted his lip before rolling his eyes.

"But you JUST said they were unstoppable, to have them re-born we'd need to…you know…kill them, which was a part of the problem if I remember correctly." Orion dew out his words as he watched Ursa twist in anger. She suddenly threw out her pale and thin arms, nearly hitting him across the face had he not dodged.

"Would you just shut up and listen?" She shrieked. With a long drag of the night air Ursa rubbed her temple.

"The plan is simple, I use the crystal to take me to the past, even with the crystals powers I won't be able to stay more than a few minutes. I'll perform a spell that will send the scouts souls away from their designated host. They'll either die off or cling onto the nearest host to live on, either way our problem is solved." Ursa explained with a nonchalant shrug of her shoulders. Orion raised a brow and stared up at his sister.

"Alright, but that still means SOMEONE, SOMEWHERE, will become sailor scouts, ergo, we still get kicked to the curb with their shiny little tiaras." Orion mumbled. Ursa knitted her brows together before placing her hands on her hips, snapping her head back to him.

"Well it's not like we have anything to lose right?"

Orion stared at her, a soft smile playing upon his lips as he laughed.

"…well then….what are we waiting for?"