In the underground laboratory, surrounded by an array of screens and complex machinery, the test subject stirred on the metal table. Usagi Tsukino, known better as the heroine Sailor Moon, woke up, her transformation into Dark Usagi completed. Usagi's eyes fluttered open, looking around her unfamiliar surroundings as she stretched, her slim body arched in a languid cat-like fashion. The cold metal of the table sends a slight shiver down her spine as she moves. Her signature bright, cheerful smile spreads across her face upon spotting her master by her side.

"Master!" Her bubbly voice rings out like she's meeting a cute boy for the first time, the sound echoing slightly against the lab's clinical walls. "I'm sooo happy to see you! I'm Usagi, your new minion!" She exclaims, her words tumbling out in a rush. She bounces up and down excitedly, her blonde ponytails bobbing like springs as her slender legs shake with energy. Her hands clap together in a sharp, crisp motion, the sound echoing through the lab.

"I am the Dark Guardian, who fights for Chaos and Destruction! I am Dark Usagi! And now in the name of the Dark Moon..." she declares, her voice rising in a magical girl chant in an attempt to impress her master. Her sailor fuku transforms into a darker, more tattered version, with a black skirt and a grey top topped off with a black crescent moon brooch that glints under the laboratory lights. "Dark Usagi, transform and arise!" She strikes a pose, curling her fingers into the outline of a heart and sticking her tongue out playfully. "Ooo I feel so strong! I'll crush all who dare oppose you, Master! <3" Flashing a heart sign with her fingers, she takes a step closer, her long legs striding across the cold concrete floor with a confident air until she's almost close enough to touch him. The faint scent of vanilla from her hair mixes with the metallic smell of the lab equipment.

Straightening up her back, she takes another look around the lab, her blue eyes wide with childlike wonder as they take in the various instruments and contraptions. Her wondering gaze eventually lands on a nearby device that looks like a helmet, her brow furrowing in curiosity at the very device that had brainwashed her into her current self. "Ooh, Master, what's that thingy over there?" she asks, her finger extending to point, causing her nail to gleam in the light. "Can I play with it? I promise I'll be careful!" She pleads in a playful whine, leaning forward slightly to get a better look at the device. Her face settles into a pout, her lower lip jutting out in a sulky curve, but her eyes sparkle with a mischievous glint. "I wanna help you with your evil plans and stuff! I promise I will be a good girl!"