From: Robert Hadley Hello, again. It's Phillip Masters with another fanfic. This is based on Tenchi Muyo! Ryo-ohki (all rights reserved), in other words, it does not belong to me. I am just using the characters for, hopefully, some entertainment. So, sit back, and read away! Mother By: Phillip Masters "Tell me about your mother." She leaned back in the plush couch. He had unloaded the greatest cliche in psycological history on her, and she balked. Just hearing about her mother sent emotional shivers through her mind. After weeks of lying on this couch, she thought she had dealt with everything. Seems she had been wrong. "Ryoko?" The doctor asked, a worried look crossing his usually calm gaze. She looked at him for a moment. "My mother?" It was more a statement than a question, but required a response none the less. "Yes, what was your childhood like?" Ryoko thought back, way back. It was hard to recall her childhood, if that's what you wanted to call it. She brought forth an image of her mother, Washu. The short, statuesque woman with a wise, yet maniacle, gleam in her eyes. This vision of her creator came with a torrent of memories. She could remember being strapped into various machines, being prodded, tested for heaven knows what. Ryoko remembered her only friend, a small animal. She named it Ryo-ohki. This actually seemed to please her mother, who had created Ryo-ohki as well. However, what divided her from her new pet, was an egg. Ryoko had been borne of Washu's ovae, while Ryo-ohki was a product of mineral transmogrifacation. This was the only pride Ryoko held for her mother, was the fact that she could create, create good. Her mother had also spoken of dimention and mass crossover formulae, but, at the time, had been totally lost on Ryoko. She just knew that Ryo-ohki could also turn into a neat spaceship, and didn't care _how_ she did it. So life was for a number of years like this. Experimenting, learning, and, all in all, a relatively normal existance, considering. Then, something happened. One day, when she was racing Ryo-ohki, her mother called for her. She didn't like the tone her mother had. She had never heard that particular inclination in her mothers words before. Her mother sounded afraid. Ryoko could remember the following conversation as though it happened yesterday. -------------------------------------------------------------- "Ryoko. I must... leave now." Her mother's eyes were not meeting hers, for a reason she couldn't fathom. "Mom?" She asked, not believing what she had just heard. "What do you mean?" "My little Ryoko, I'm afraid I can't stay with you anymore." A tear slowly worked its way down her mother's face. She had never, ever, seen her mother cry before. It frightened her, and told her she was being absolutely serious. "Why?" Was all she could manage, she felt a small lump in her stomach she had never felt before. "I can't put you in danger. So... I must leave." She couldn't imagine the kind of grief her mother was going through at that point. What enormous feat of will it was for her to keep from breaking down completely. "What danger? Mother, what are you talking about?!" She was slowly becoming agitated as the lump grew. Why wasn't her mother saying anything?! "The less you know, the safer you'll be." Was all her mother answered. Then, she left. Ryoko didn't know what to do after that. Her life had seemed so simple, and controlled. Where was she to go now? She could't stay here, she didn't know how to run any of the equipment. Then, the obvious struck her. She did know how to run one peice of equipment! Well, more exactly, how to get a certain peice of equipment to run itself. "Ryo-ohki!" She called from the outside of what was her home. --------------------------------------------------------------- "So, you called for your pet?" Prodded the psychiatrist, with a warm and gentle voice. Ryoko jumped a bit. She didn't realize she was vocalizing her thoughts the whole time! At first she felt a bit of rage and embarrasment that someone knew of the past she had been keeping bottled up for thousands of years. Then, it dawned on her that she felt good for having shared her pain. She calmed down, and decided to answer the question, and continue. "Yes, I called for my ship." --------------------------------------------------------------- The small, furry animal came bounding out of the nearby forest with a look of glee on its face. "Meow!" Ryo-ohki proclaimed as she aproached her. "That's a good girl." She purred as she carefully picked up the happy creature. Then, Ryo-ohki looked into her eyes. The playfulness ended. Somehow, she knew, right there, that they're lives would never be the same. Ryo-ohki somehow saw the hurt and loss, and even betrayal, that she felt at that moment. She pulled her arm back, and the innocent looking animal barred its teeth, awaiting the inevitable. Ryo-ohki flew through the air, feeling the familiar rush as something inside her opened up. Ryoko looked on with pride as Ryo-ohki exploded into her alternate form, a spaceship. She stared a moment at the asthetic grace of the craft before signalling Ryo-ohki to bring her aboard. Once in the safe belly of the vessel, she thought of what to do now. She could go absolutel anywhere in the Universe she wanted to. However, as she thought of intresting and mysterious places beyond, one thing nagged her constantly: What happed to her mother? She soon found she was not content in just leaving well enough alone, and decided to go after her. She tried to feel abandoned and forgotten, but she couldn't lie to herself. She knew her mother missed her dearly, wherever she was. This, she could not bear, and told Ryo-ohki to follow the ion trail of her mother's recently departed ship. Ryo-ohki obediantly tracked and trailed the path of energized particals. They flew through the empty void of space for what seemed like months, before reaching something. A huge spacecraft floated before them, an oasis in an otherwise desolate blot of space. This didn't excite her one bit though, the fact that her mother's ion trail eneded here, did. She instantly ordered communications with the ship. A moment later a rather tall man with small round glasses came on the screen. "Ah, you made it." Was all she remembered him saying, then everything blacked out. The next few millennia was a blur, as she only caught a few bits and peices of it. The last thing she remembered was being submerged in a pool of water, and then darkness once more. However, this time darkness was not all there was. She was able to view the outside world still, even from her stone prison. Over the next seven hundred years she waited, waited for something to happen, something that would set her free. Then, it did. The boy she had watched grow up, had felt his sorrow and his cheer. This boy, who was all that she knew now, finally set her free. She instantly felt something she had never felt before, yet hinted at many times, love and devotion. Unfortunately, she knew of only one way to get what she desired, take it by force. She attacked the boy, expecting him to fall before her quickly, but it was not to be. For, this boy, Tenchi, was special. He alone holds power, and the key. To what, no one seems to know, but he will be the deciding factor in the future to come. He beat her, and she learned yet another lesson, humility. She gracefully accepted defeat, but not for long. If she couldn't win him through battle, then she would just win him over. So, she transformed herself, into what she thought he wanted. Then, as the Universe often does, it hurled a few clogs into the gears. Ayeka, and her annoying little sister, Sasami showed up. As if this wan't bad enough, a ditsy blond has to stick her two cents in. Even Ryo-ohki, though new in essance was still _her_ Ryo-ohki, was turning traitor on her! Everything then seemed to be running somewhat smoothly, for a while at least. It was then, that Kagato showed up. She was furious, she wanted nothing more than to rip him limb from limb. However, just as before, he had that same annoying power over her! She tried to fight it this time, with all her might, but ultimately failed. He turned her to stone in the end, and she thought that was the end. Then, she was suddenly awake again. And on top of that she was there! Her mother, who at first she didn't recognize, was there! After thousands of years of not knowing where she had gone, or what had happened to her, she was right here, entirely unchanged! At first came elation, but that was soon replaced with a slight loathing. Why had she left? To come here? To be with this vile creature, Kagato? These were questions that desperately needed answering, but would have to wait. Tenchi needed her help, and reminiscence would have to wait. Tenchi easily defeated Kagato, and the Soja as well. The ship was sliced like bread, and they all fled the doomed vessel. --------------------------------------------------------------- "From that point on, I've kinda shuned my mother. I could't face the straight fact that she was infact my true mom, and that she cared for me." "Hmm. So, what does this tell you?" The psychiatrist asked, using his usual neutral tone. "That maybe I was a bit hard on her. I later learned that she was protecting me from Kagato and it broke her heart that I followed her. She still hasn't completely forgiven herself for the fact that she left such and easy trail for me to follow. She doesn't think I have forgiven her either." "Have you?" Ryoko looked a little shocked at this unexpected query. She thought a moment before answering. "I don't think I ever blamed her at all." "Well, Ryoko, that's it for this week. I hope to see you next week at the same time. And think about what we talked about today, or more to the point, what you talked about." Ryoko rose from the couch, stretching her tight muscles. She left the office of the Juraian psychiatrics office, and headed for her ship. Once aboard, she asked Ryo-ohki to take her home. With a collosal "Meow!", the cabbit-turned-starship launched into space. Upon arriving on Earth once more, Ryoko reflected on her most recent visit. She decided she had to find one person. She went to the door set in the side of the staircase and, with a deep breath, opened it. A familiar lurching was felt as she stepped across the threshold, into her mother's lab. A clicking noise greeted her on the other side. "Yes?" Came the call from the figure on a floating cusion before her. Ryoko stared at the back of her mother's head, noting how familiar their hair was, even though it was a different color. It seemed like and eternity before her mother got fed up and just turned to look at who had intruded. "Oh, Ryoko. What do you want?" She asked as her features softened. This was not entirely lost on Ryoko. "Mother." Washu's eyebrows raised a bit. "Yes?" The only words that came to her lips at that point, as she stared into her mother's caring eyes, were: "I love you." ------------------ END ------------------ Okay, where did this come from? I have no clue! I just sat down and wrote this, right onto the TV screen (I have web TV) and sent it in. As I sit here now, at three in the morning, I can barily remember what I just wrote, so C&C would be greatly appreciated. Send E mail to PMasters@webtv.net, and visit my fanfiction web page at the URL below. Thank you, and good night! "My God, it's full of stars!" - 2010 Still in search of the Lost Chord... Http://www.iwaynet.net/~dr.diddy/masters PMasters@webtv.net Member of the #AAS#: Achika appreciation society and member of #WASHU#: Washu's Acadamy of Science and Higher Understanding. Hello! If you didn't read Mother, you should, but you didn't have to, to read this story. In Mother, Ryoko (who was seeing a psyciatrist) got closer to her mother. So, this is based on the OVA, obviously. And, of course, I do not own any of the characters depicted here (any outside characters that might appear, I made up, but I don't have any rights to). Enough babble, on with the show! Mother Part two By: Phillip Masters Tenchi glanced up from his studying, having been distracted by a familiar noise. The sounds of hatred and destruction wafted up from downstairs. He sighed, as this was quite the regular occurance at the Masaki residence. He didn't like it that way, but what was he to do about it? Finally, after listening to a few lamps shatter, he decided to go and investigate. Sure, he knew this was stupid, but he would throw himself into danger in order to save what was left of the house. As Tenchi approached the top of the staircase, he was greeted by a small, brown UFO. The projectile soon made herself known, as she emited a terrified "Meow!" Tenchi plucked Ryo-ohki out of the air, trying to figure out how she had been tossed up the stairs in the first place. This fight was obviously getting out of hand. He slowly rubbed the slightly shaking animal as he started down the steps. The sight that greeted him at the stairwell was not one he would have placed outside an old B movie. Replace Godzilla with Ryoko, and the Smog Monster with Ayeka, and you would not come close to the scene of devastation before him. The front door was off its hinges, bits of once good furniture were strewn about. It was hell incarnate! Tenchi was not happy. "What is going on down here?!" He bellowed, something he rarely did. The sound of their one true love brought Ryoko and Ayeka out of their blood lust. Four puppy dog eyes turned on Tenchi, making him lose some of his hard edge. "Oh, Tenchi!" Whined Ryoko. "She started it, that evil person said you didn't love me!" She was pointing an accusing finger at Ayeka. Ayeka, mostly out of habit, instantly retorted. "That is a lie! I only said Tenchi didn't want you!" The last few words were said an octave lower than the first. Ryoko looked somewhere between tears and world domination. Tenchi feared which path she was going to choose. So, out of self-preservation, he said, "That is not true Ayeka!" Ryoko did an incredible 180. The look of loathing on her face melted into one of pure adoration. Along with this, she vanished, and reapeared next to Tenchi. Her arms draped around him in a most provacative fasion. She shot a glance at Ayeka. "See, Tenchi likes me!" She said, with honey dripping from her voice. "Now Ryoko, that wasn't an invitation to fondle me though." Tenchi pleaded, though it came out a little muffled. He was a teenage boy after all. "Unhand him Ms. Ryoko!" Ayeka screamed, the little vein in her forhead working overtime. "Oh, Ayeka, your just jelous, that Tenchi said he likes me and not you!" Ryoko taunted. "That's not what I meant! Oh, forget it!" Tenchi exasperated as he removed Ryoko's arms from him, and started out the door. "I'm going to go train with Grandpa!" Ryoko and Ayeka stared as Tenchi exited the house, with blank looks on their faces. Then, Ryoko turned to Ayeka smiling. "He said he likes me, he said he likes me!" She even stuck her tongue out to accent her words. "Ooooo." Ayeka said through clenched teeth, her face turning a light purple. The air seemed to calm for a moment, then the small logs appeared around the room. Ryoko smiled. Tenchi closed his eyes as he heard explosions once more ring from the house. He approached the shrine, after many steps. He paused at the top of the stairway to reflect on the relative peace of the shrine grounds. A moment later, he heard a rustle to his right. He barily leapt out of the way in time, as a bokken slashed through the space he so recently occupied. He landed and took up a fighting stance, his hand instinctively going for Tenchi-ken, located at his belt. His grandfather stood in front of him in a similar stance, his glasses reflecting the setting sun. Tenchi withdrew his sword, activating it with a thought. A pure blue blade lanced out of the wooden hilt. He brought the sword up, looking at his opponent though the transluscent weapon. The two stood, staring at one another for what seemed like an eternity. Then, Yosho made a move. Azure energy leaping about his wooden sword, he jumped at Tenchi. Tenchi threw up his sword to deflect the blow. His grandfather quickly came around with a follow up strike. Tenchi deflected this one as well. He was pleased with his defense, but it was only tiring him out. He needed an opening. Yosho was happy with how much Tenchi was improving. He seemed much more confident, and able to judge moves before they landed. He thought he aught to try something new on the boy. He lashed out with the most complicated sword maneuver in his arsenal. Tenchi was beginning to worry, when suddenly it happened. Yosho was bringing around his sword for what he though was the final blow. However, to his surprise a small, almost invisible sheild came into existance in front of his swing. His bokken impacted with the barrier, and he looked up, but a little too late. Tenchi's blade was allready at his throat. The duo stood there, in the same position, as birds were returning to their nest's for the night. A slight breeze passed throught the defeator and the defeated. Finally, the small sheild Tenchi had called forth vanished, as did his sword. He lowered his hand, and backed away from his grandfather. He then gave a polite bow, signifying respect. Yosho returned the bow, and stared at his grandson for a moment. "My boy," he began, then paused, "you have learned all you can from me. Now, you must continue your training." Tenchi took on a confused expression. "Where, Grandpa? From who?" "I don't know that Tenchi. You must search, be it here, on Earth, or out there in the Universe somewhere. You must become the best that you can be, never stop training, ever." "Why? Why do I have to leave?! Why do I have to be so damn good!?" Tenchi was not happy. He rather liked it here. He certainly didn't want to think of leaving Earth! "Tenchi, my boy, you are in the middle of something big. Something that someday you will have to face directly. For part of it, you must trust your judgement. For another, more sinister part, you must trust your abilities. For the good of the Galaxy you must become the best!" Tenchi didn't know what to say. He always figured he would stay here for the rest of his life. He would marry, get a job, have a family, and pass on. Just like any normal Japanese citizen. Except for one thing, he was also a Juraian citizen, and on top of that next in line for the throne. He relized he had obligations that couldn't be ignored, but he tried anyway. Now, those obligations became absolutely clear before him. He had to do it. He had to go. The only problem was where he was going to go, and how the people who loved him were going to take the news. END Part 2 So, it wasn't very long. The next part should be out soon though, and should be quite a bit longer. Send C&C to PMasters@webtv.net as well as check out my fanfic page at http://www.iwaynet.net/~dr.diddy/masters Thanks, and until next time! "My God, it's full of stars!" - 2010 Still in search of the Lost Chord... Http://www.iwaynet.net/~dr.diddy/masters PMasters@webtv.net Member of the #AAS#: Achika appreciation society and member of #WASHU#: Washu's Acadamy of Science and Higher Understanding.