Somewhere, deep in the cosmos, there are two worlds, one newly threatened yet again by evil, the other long ravaged by war and rebellion. Through sheer luck and a stroke of scientific genius, the two worlds will collide in a cataclysm of epic proportions. Still, a small collection of brave souls may yet be able to save both their worlds and the universe. In the former world, one recently freed from Chaos, but just as quickly reclaimed by diabolical entities, there is a team of sailor-suited pretty soldiers, sworn to defend their planet from evil and malice. In the latter world, where resistance to a tyrannic empire has rampaged for over a half a century, a warrior woman, aligned with the mystical power of a castle, has bravely defended freedom and justice. Their problems are great, their advantages few. What chance could they possibly have? Listen close. . .to the first world. . . to the second world. . . listen very closely. . .

"Wow!" Usagi's shrill exclamation rung throughout the courtyard at the Cherry Hill Temple. "You've been chosen to help Dr. Koroshi with her experiment? That is so cool!" Ami nodded. "She's working on interdimensional gates. We could discover whole new worlds!" Ami's face was lit up with excitement. Mako-chan popped the bubble. "Wouldn't that also open us up to attack from these new dimensions?" Ami's expression slipped slightly. "That's possible, and according to Murphy's Law, extremely likely, but I highly doubt it will happen." Luna chimed in."Is it possible that our new enemy would show an interest in this technology?" Usagi , ever the deep thinker, clucked at Luna. "That's silly. Why would the Negaverse want to go to another dimension?" Artemis' solemn voice was quiet and low as he delivered retaliation."In another dimension, where we couldn't get to them, they would mount an army and then attack, not to mention make the other world one of their holdings. Should we prove a fight, they simply retreat into the other world, amass more forces and attack again. We'd eventually tire out, and that's the end of this world." Usagi sounded a little deflated."Oh." Minako grimaced. "Artemis has a point. We have to keep a special watch on this development."

Meanwhile, less than 2 miles away, in a coffee shop, Haruka, Michiru, Setsuna, and Hotaru sat, talking quietly about recent events. Haruka, Michiru and Setsuna had changed little since the battle with Galaxia had ended, but Hotaru's atomic growth spurt had aged her to the biological appearance of 16. Her father had died, in the asylum, in the weeks following the departure of the Starlights and their Princess, but she had not really missed him. "Setsuna, what do you make of the new experiment?"Michiru asked. Hotaru jerked her attention back to the conversation. Setsuna put down her cappucino and looked squarely at Michiru. "I don't like it. It reeks of a Negaverse plot." Hotaru smiled softly and looked at Setsuna, who was now one of her best friends. Not long ago, she had noticed the love bubble around her surrogate parents, and had left them, living with Setsuna. She liked living with the older girl, and now her schooling was almost finished. Haruka nodded at Setsuna's answer. "I don't like it either." Michiru looked at the two of them for a moment and then looked at Hotaru."What do you think?" Hotaru sipped her coffee and looked at the aquamarine-haired girl. "It depends on which side gets it first. If we can control it, and not let the Negaverse get the technology, we can use it to our advantage." Michiru nodded, satisfied with her reply. Hotaru continued, "Ami is working on the experiment with the scientist. I'm sure she will alert us if anything happens."

Ammolite looked on in the crystal ball at the group of girls sitting in the coffee shop. He focused in on the one with long, dark, verdant hair. She looked just like he remembered her. He clenched his fist in anger and struck the spherical lump of crystal, causing it to go black, the girl's face fading from it slowly. He was torn between the desire to avenge his sister's death, and the desire to sweep his beloved off her feet again. He wondered if she even remembered him. After word of Beryl's demise had reached him, it had taken him a while to group his brothers and sisters together. Only one sister, Sigma, and one reclusive brother, Iolite, had failed to answer the call. Now, Sailorpluto would remember him. . .quite vividly. . .

Adora hugged her horse tightly as she caught her breath. Running from those Hordesmen had been a piece of work. It seemed it was getting harder and harder to do. Luckily, her alter-ego had stepped in and whooped the Horde's troopers good. She sighed heavily. Her job had seemed fun at first, but now, with Sea Hawk imprisoned, and the Rebellion off to an excellent start, she didn't seem as important anymore. Her powers were just as strong, if not stronger than ever before, but people just seemed to ignore her now, too caught up in the thrill of rebelling. Her activities were minor now, saving rebels when she could. With half of Etheria now returned to the democratic rule of the people, she now spent most of her time either in the Crystal Castle, or visiting friends. She had just returned from visiting Frosta, her good friend who had a thing for her brother. She sat there, near the bank of a brook, simply pondering her past and future, staring off into space.

She had known the experiment's preparation would take a long time, but Ami hadn't thought that it wouldn't be until seven o' clock at night until they actually started. Dr. Emily Koroshi, a scientist from the States had moved here to be with her multi-bllion dollar Japanese husband. Emily had grown up in Manhattan, and the modern, futuristic minded Mr. Koroshi had fallen in love, and, against his family's protests, married her. He built up his empire in the U.S. and now had moved back to Japan to continue expansion. His wife had followed. Ami liked Emily, a lot. She was nice and strong willed, with a quick temper, like Mako-chan. She had strawberry-blonde hair, a light dusting of freckles, and blue eyes. She was tall, as tall as Haruka, but more on the portly side. The titanium gate where the gate would materialize flickered slightly, the air between two parts of the semi-ovular doorway writhing with electricity. Ami concentrated on the panel of buttons, switches and levers before her, pushing, throwing and pulling as the interdimensional formula dictated. She heard Koroshi behind her, muttering something about a "temporal flux" and reaching forward throw a large red switch. As the switch closed the circuit, the room flashed into light, air and the noise of rushing air filled her ears. Ami felt the pull of a vaccum on her and she held on rigidly to her chair, her eyes shut tightly. The noise of moving air melted away as its cause did, and the light dimmed faintly, allowing the two women to open their eyes. They looked at the gate. It pulsed with a golden light, and swirled with radiance. The doctor looked at Ami, tears streaming down her face, smiling. "We did it, Ami!" The two hugged each other, triumphant in their victory, and Ami smiled faintly as she felt the older woman's tears mingling with her own.

Adora jerked awake when she felt an anomaly in the environment. It was nighttime now, but the nocturnal birds were not singing, the sounds of animals moving through dense brush didn't break the silence in the tiny clearing. Even the brook seemed to hold its breath. All of these things condensed into one thought: 'Something's wrong.' Adora opened one eye, and in her peripheral vision, she saw something shining, like light would glint off of metal. It was far too radiant to be a Hordesman in pale moonlight, and surely he would have seen her by now. She cautiously opened her other eye and turned to look at the brilliant presence.

"What?!?!"Hordak bellowed. "ANOTHER dimensional gate?" Shadow Weaver's cloaked head nodded faintly. "Yes, Hordak, but not from Eternia. This is from another world, and my magics cannot pierce it to learn more. I imagine it was made by scientific means, which would account for the lack of a magical presence." Hordak slumped lower in his throne and began sulking heavily, his eyes glowering at Weaver. "There is more, my lord Hordak." "More?" He slapped his forehead with the open palm of his hand and dragged it downward, marring his face slowly. He mumbled into it, "Just what I need. 'More, my lord Hordak.' How much worse could it possibly get?" Shadow Weaver sighed heavily. "Worse, Hordak. This dimensional gate is in the area where that warrior woman, She-Ra, was seen beating up on Hordesmen only today." Hordak's ears perked up. "Truly, Weaver? This requires an investigation. CATRA!!!MANTENNA!!!" Hordak roared. Shadow Weaver winced slightly as his raucous voice echoed through the Fright Zone. Needless to say, Catra and Mantenna arrived promptly. "Mmmmyes, Hordak?" Catra's sulky voice drawled. In a voice punctuated with several snarls and snorts, Hordak instructed them, "Catra, Mantenna. Gather a squad of troopers and prepare to go out into the Whispering Woods to pay a visit to the Rebellion. It's time to spring that surprise attack we've been waiting for. And I'm coming along personally to see that there are no screw-ups." He stood as he was speaking and then moved off the massive dais. Mantenna grumbled in a low, vibrating voice, "If that She-Ra person whoops up on us one more time, I'm putting in a request directly to Horde Prime. I want a transfer." Catra's eyebrow quirked. "Where to?" Mantenna grinned. "I've got a lead on the Synergian Corium Slave Mines." Catra's eyes widened. "That's the best place to start a rise to general, rrow. Is that what you're planning?" Mantenna nodded, his ears wobbling as if the glue they were attached with was coming loose. "That's where Horde Prime himself started. His old commander is still in charge. Maybe I can learn something." Mantenna's voice sounded, regretfully, filled with hope. Catra looked up at the 'throne' of Hordak, imagining Mantenna there instead, and Hordak groveling at his feet. She chuckled, the thought laughable."You might see Scorpia there, too." she said, elbowing him in a buddy-buddy kind of way. Scorpia had displeased Hordak one too many times and was proving to be a nuisance, so he had her shipped off to the mines-as a slave. Mantenna snorted a laugh. "You think I would associate myself with that loser?" Catra smiled. "You never know, Mantenna, rrow." She had recently associated herself with a very big 'loser', Sea Hawk. The handsome roughneck was hers to do with as she pleased. It had taken a large amount of brown-nosing and butt-kissing, but she had superiority over the other prison guard, Grizzlor, when it came to Sea Hawk. Her vile plot to use him as bait for Adora, her previous commander,was coming into place. She smiled again and walked off in the direction of the transport docks.

Ammolite opened his eyes in the darkness of his chambers. He felt a disturbance, something unfamiliar. Something with the borders of his dimension. . . he didn't know what was going on at all, but he got up at his leisure from his repose on his bed. The bed was large, the size of a small, daycare swimming pool, incredibly comfortable, and it rested in the cradle of what appears to be a large, iridescent, reptile. The bed's body is so finely worked that it appears scaled, and the wood is rare and of a quality that it appears to have different colors in different light. Dark curtains open their gargoyle-like wings over the head of the bed, making his sleep place o' choice a dark, forbidding, and very comfortable indeed, retreat. He caressed his crystal ball to wake it up, and his large room was dimly lit by a light from another dimension. He saw a woman, perhaps about 5 foot 11, nicely built with strong legs and a slim waist. She was walking towards what appeared to be a dimensional gate. He groaned in disbelief, much as a high-school student would when they're called to the office of discipline. He pushed back his long, sepia- colored hair, moving the strands back behind his ear. The sable locks fell forward again, blocking his vision. He snorted and pulled them back again, tying the bulk of his long hair back with a piece of leather. He remembered his cousin, Malachite, also had long hair, though his was a sickly green. He turned his attention back to the crystal ball. The woman was putting her hand through it. He sighed heavily and began to dress. What a long day this was going to be.

Ami was still hugging the older woman, and watching the gate, in its silvery existence, when the hand came through. She remembered it well, because the good doctor fainted. Ami immediately took out her communicator and called the other scouts. This was going to be trouble. . .big trouble. It was not too much longer, perhaps five minutes or so, when the scouts got there. They were already in their sailor outfits and Ami took the opportunity to transform. The usual shimmery background and aquatic effects occurred as she transformed from Ami, laboratory junkie, to Eternal Sailor Mercury. Her small wings stayed behind her as she moved to join the other scouts, and they all began forming their questions to Ami. No one noticed Eternal Sailor Saturn creeping toward the gate until she was almost upon it. Hotaru reached, with outstretched, gloved fingers, to touch the slender, feminine hand protruding from the portal.

Adora gasped at the touch of a hand. She had just been feeling how different the other side of the gate was. It was cool, and no wind blew, and Adora was contemplating whether to go in or not when she felt the touch of a gloved hand. The gloves were soft and the hand was not trying to hurt her, but she pulled back and held her magical sword aloft, crying out, "For the honor of Grayskull!" She stood and let the magic cover her, changing her outfit, and her body to that of She-Ra. She-Ra turned the crystal in her sword over to her horse, Spirit, and he magically became the Pegasus unicorn named Swift Wind. She sheathed her sword in the harness on her back, mounted her steed and nudged him forward, into the dimensional gate.

Hotaru backed up when the hand withdrew, her instincts telling her frail body to move it. Just in time, too. The muzzle of a horse poked through the portal, nostrils flaring. It hesitated for a moment and then emerged as a horse wearing some kind of pink mask, and a horn on its head, like a unicorn. Its rider was still unseen, though, but not for long. As the rider emerged from the silvery liquidity of the dimensional gate, the Scouts collectively gasped. The woman was different looking, maybe twenty or thirty-something, with long, blonde hair, blue eyes and a beautiful body. A headdress of sorts framed her face and held back her golden hair. Her bodice was white, with ‘wings' that spread to cup and hold her breasts, like a Wonderbra. Her skirt was short, like the Scouts', and she wore knee-high gold boots with a heel. While she looked nothing like any of the Scouts, she was still beautiful, and extremely stunning. She looked around, at the other senshi, and then looked at Hotaru with piercing azure eyes.

They were all children! Small, unseasoned children! She-Ra had a hard time coping with this. She looked them all over in a quick scan. Not one a day older than 19. Herself, some 25 years old, she had no use for children in silly costumes. . .and yet, something told her they were very important. She turned her gaze upon the one closest to her, with short, dark hair and purple eyes. She was frightened, and She-Ra felt uncomfortable in the position of power above them, on her horse. She climbed down, and in her peripheral vision, she saw a few jump, and one move really fast. She-Ra unsheathed her sword.

"Mercury Flood Strike!" Mercury called out, twirling around, the Aqua Baton in hand, which she was waving wildly above her head, as if stirring batter for pancakes. A large, dense ball of water formed above the baton, and she whipped it around her head once more, and then directed the attack toward the newcomer. A whirlwind of water came to a point, speeding toward its intended victim.

She-Ra was ready. She held up her sword and a light flashed, the way the flash on a camera does, as the aqueous attack bounced off the Sword of Protection's jewel, and hurtled back toward its origin.

Mercury didn't dodge in time. She was hit full force with her own attack, was thrown twenty feet until the wall stopped her. She crumpled to the floor in a heap. Eternal Sailor Moon cried out when she saw what had happened, and all except for Hotaru rushed to Mercury's side, crying to the injured girl if she was okay. Eternal Sailor Saturn stood and watched the woman, her eyes narrowed, scrutinizing. The woman looked genuinely worried for her attacker, and was on the verge of running to see to her when Eternal Sailor Jupiter whirled from Mercury's weak body, an expression of fury distorting her pretty face. "You savage!" she yelled. "I'll get you!" Hotaru held up a hand and said calmly, "She didn't mean it." Jupiter stared, and the other Scouts, including a ailing Mercury, turned to look at her. Hotaru repeated herself and Jupiter grew angrier. "You mean you're on *her* side!?!You're a Sailor Scout! You can't do this!" Mars took Jupiter's arm, a strange look on her face. She whispered to Jupiter, "I'm not getting any bad vibes from her." Mars stepped toward Hotaru. "How do you know she didn't mean it, Saturn?" Hotaru turned to look at the blonde woman. "Look at her face. She looks worried and scared all at once. Is this our job? To attack people, and when they defend themselves, say it's their fault?" Jupiter kicked at nonexistant dirt on her shoes. "Let's try talking to her."

The one with short dark hair was taking up for her, she could see that. She only understood snippets of their language, but more and more was becoming clear; the tall brunette was blaming her teammate's injury on her, the small dark one, Saturn, from what she had picked out, was defending her and the others weren't too happy. Saturn turned toward her and smiled gently. She-Ra smiled back, eager to erase the slate and start over on the right foot. She stepped toward her and kneeled down and embraced her gently. The child was stiff in her arms, but gradually, she relaxed.

Hotaru could tell the woman was trying to apologize, so she let herself be hugged. When the moment was over, she turned to the others and said, "See? She's okay." Mercury, now much better, touched her earring and her VR Visor slid across her face. "That costume she's wearing doesn't coincide with anything on the Periodic Table, and no fiber known to man. She's the real deal." Sailor Moon walked up to her carefully, and then leaned forward and took her hand in a firm handshake. The woman smiled and shook heartily. Usagi gave a winning smile.

She-Ra could, by now, understand and return everything they said. But she had a problem. Since she was the only one from her dimension, they would notice if she slipped off to revert to Adora. And Adora wouldn't be mistaken for anyone else here. Her secret had to be known. She started, "I'm new here, so you don't know me." Great start, She-Ra thought. Now, tell them something they don't know. . .like, the sky is blue."I'm She-Ra, Princess of Power. I'm from Etheria." Usagi squealed. "Wow! This is soooo cool!" She-Ra smiled gently and pulled Usagi aside. "I need to speak to you." she whispered. Usagi looked puzzled but waved the others away when the warrior woman took her off in another part of the room. She- Ra sighed and began in a low tone. "As you can guess, I'm probably not like this all the time." Usagi nodded. She-Ra's body flashed and glowed as she returned to her civilian form, Adora. Usagi watched quietly and then nodded when she had finished. Then she walked over to the other scouts. "She's just like us. She has a regular persona and a super hero persona. . .she trusted us with her transformation. . .couldn't we trust her with ours?" Saturn nodded and stood in front of Adora and reverted, her body shimmering briefly for a moment and then her clothes glittered into place. Slowly, one by one, the others followed, Jupiter being the last. Adora smiled and said, "Thank you. Now I feel welcome." She turned to her now normal horse and said, "Well, Spirit, let's see what this world has in store for us."