NOTE : This is a slight remake of my fanfic I wrote a while back. When I say
slight, I mean just changed the name of my character in the story, and fixed
some few errors. Sorry for all the trouble. This is a fanfic of pure
fiction. I did not write this as a means of making a profit. Tenchi and
all related characters belongs to AIC and Pioneer. However, this story
and the additional characters belongs to me, so please don't sue or anything,
mm kay. This is a continuation of the OVA series, but I also took some
topics from the TV series as well. ENJOY!!
TENCHI MUYO
SILHOUETTE WINGS
by
Ron Head
CHAPTER 1
No Need for Mercenaries!/
A New Threat
Dialogue Key :
"~~~" for characters speaking
(~~~) for characters thinking
It is morning in the Masaki household. Everything is calm and peaceful,
just as you would expect from a typical spring day. The bright sun is
shinning, the birds are chirping, and the wind gently brushes against the
trees. The two Guardians, Azaka and Kamidake, take their usual spot near
the entranceway to watch over the family. Breakfast went by as usual. Ayeka and
Ryoko got into another fight, this time it started when Ryoko was making
passes at Tenchi, which of course pissed off the first crown princess of Jurai.
The fight escalated until part of the sofa was destroyed. They immediately
stopped fighting, and Tenchi went to school, sore and angry at the two women.
Tenchi waits at his bus-stop, looking sad and angry. Several school girls
and one businessman were also waiting beside him. His mood seems to effect the
rest of the people around him. Tenchi sighs, and looks up at the sky. Sometimes
he wonders why he puts up with them. (All they do is devour food and destroy
the house!) It makes him so angry that they can't go a day without fighting.
(At least I would be at school, where I could find some peace and quiet.)
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Back at the house, things quieted down. Sasami is washing the dishes
and Ayeka is sweeping the front porch. While the two Jurain royalities
continue to do their chores, Ryoko is lounging on the ceiling, reading some
of Sasami's mangas. Although she doesn't read them to find ways to get
Tenchi, she became quite interested in them. Tenchi's father is at work,
complaining about his job and how far away it is. Tenchi's grandfather is
at the shrine, doing what his usual daily routine. Mihoshi was reported
back to Galaxy Police headquarters again. And as for Washu, she's in her lab
working frantically on her transparent computer.
Washu was locked up in her lab for the last week trying to solve the
puzzle to the strange memory loss of both Zero-Ryoko and Dr. Clay. The only
time she came out of her lab was for meals, and even then she brought all of
her food with her so she could continue to work. The others didn't want to
bother her since they thought that she was working on some sort of top-secret
experiment or something.
On the screen of Washu's translucent computer is a bar graph with 2 bars
on it. One was green, the other was red. The red bar represents Zero-Ryoko's
memory bank, and the green bar represents Clay's memory bank. Both bars are
about the same length, each at about 85% working capacity. Washu stops
typing, and slumps down on her floating cushion, a depressed look on her face.
"Why can't I figure out how this memory blockage was put in?" says the red-
headed scientist to herself. She folds her arms and leans back. Washu never
met a problem she couldn't solve, a question she couldn't answer, an object
she couldn't fix, until now.
Suddenly, two Washu puppets appeared on the genus's shoulders. "Come
on, Washu!" said Washu puppet A in a squeaky, high-pitched voice. "You could
do it!" "Yeah Washu!" said Washu puppet B in an equally squeaky tone.
"You're the greatest in world!"
"That's universe, ya lame-brain!" snapped back Washu in an harsh voice.
Both puppets sighed. If there is one thing that outweighs Washu's intellect,
it would be her ego. "Yeah, but it's true. I am the best there is, but this
is impossible! I think I recognize the name Tokimi, but I myself don't know
or remember anything about her." She sighs, and looks up at the ceiling.
It was true, when she heard the name Tokimi from Dr. Clay, she remembered
things she never knew or experienced. It was almost like she had a past
life that she knew nothing about before. This has been bothering her for
quite a while now, and she honestly didn't know what to do.
Then, in a flash, something came to Washu. A startling revelation fell
upon on her. She snapped her fingers and a smirk began to appear on her face.
"That's it!" she proclaimed in success. She went back to typing, a large
smile now forming. After several minutes, she stops typing and stands up,
striking a pose. "I did it! All I have to do now is wait for the data to be
compiled!" Both Washu puppets begins to clap.
"You are great, Washu!' screamed Washu A.
"The best ever! Yahoo!!" exclaimed Washu puppet B.
Washu started to laugh maniacally, proud of her achievement. "Piece
of cake!" Both puppets stop clapping. "Uh, Washu..?" "Yes?" "I thought
you said that solving it was impossible." The smile was whipped away from
Washu's face after that statement. She looks at the little puppet with a
menacing, leering look. "What did you say?" The puppet swallows hard, a
large sweat drop starting to form on it's head. "Uh, I mean it was impossible
to think that the greatest genus of all time couldn't solve it." The smile
came back to Washu's face, utterly pleased with herself. "That's what I
thought." Both puppets sighed again.
Washu sat back down on her cushion, waiting for the results to be
completed. As the bar graph was nearing completion, and Washu was
leering towards the screen in anticipation, a large flash of red light was
emitted from the screen. The light was almost blinding, filling the whole
lab with a red aurora. She blocked her eyes from the brightness. Soon,
the red flash died down, and when Washu looked at the screen, she found to
her horror that the bar graph was missing. In fact, all of her information
and back-up files on the memory blockage was gone, totally erased.
At first, she just stood there, her jaw was hanging in disbelief. She
couldn't believe it, all of her hard work and preparation, went down the
toilet. She closed her eyes and tried to contain herself. "Dammit," she
says softly to herself. She snapped her fingers, and the glazed, see-through
computer disappeared. Both puppets sighed, knowing all too well what happened.
(Back to old drawing board.)
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Somewhere deep within the sol system, in a Jurain space station, Ayeka's
parents watch the routine antics of the Masaki house. Inside the throne room
of the space station, the queens of Jurai stand near King Ayhzua as he sits
in his high throne. He rests his chin on his hand as he watches an image of
Tenchi's house. He wasn't really paying any attention to the image, unlike
his wives Lady Masaki and Lady Funaho. Both ladies have grown quite fond
of the young boy, as all the extraterrestrial women seem to do when they meet
Tenchi.
"Looks like Tenchi has his hands full, eh sis'?" asked
Lady Masaki.
"Yeah, I suppose he does," replies Lady Funaho, nodding
her head.
Lady Funaho looks at another image to her right side. It was an image
of Washu, as she sits on the floor crying her eyes out. "I feel sorry for
Washu," said Lady Funaho with a worried voice. "Why is that sis'?"
replied Lady Masaki. "Well, Washu worked really hard trying to figure out
what caused the memory loss on both Dr. Clay and Ryo, I mean, Zero-Ryoko.
But she just can't seem to figure it out." Lady Funaho sighs deeply. "Too
bad, that information could have been useful to us."
"Don't you agree dear?" asked Lady Masaki with a loving voice to her
husband. King Ayhuza just sat on his throne, his eyes fixed on an image of
Tenchi at school. Lady Masaki blinked her eyes several times, a confused
look was on her face. Lady Funaho puts a hand on her shoulder. "I don't
think he was listening," says Lady Funaho. "He's more interested at getting
back at Tenchi." Lady Masaki sighs. "Poor Tenchi," says Lady Masaki in
a tender voice.
It has been a week since the king of Jurai has stationed himself in the
sol system. There in the large, almost mammoth, space station are some
of Jurai's highest royalties. Emperors from other branch families, relatives,
and some of Jurai's most noblest knights. King Ayhzua had stationed himself
here so he could find ways of making life a living hell for Tenchi, and to get
his daughters to go back home with him. Lady Masaki and Lady Funaho agreed
to stay to support the king, but in reality they were there to make sure that
nothing happens to the young boy. They hopped that one day young Tenchi
would take up the throne of Jurai, and maybe even marry their daughters.
King Ayhzua taps his fingers against the armrest of his throne. A
menacing look was all you could see in the purple-hared king. Both wives
sighed and looked back at the image.
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Lady Tokimi's realm. It is a dark, mysterious place filled with spiral
patterns of many galaxies far away in the deep reaches of space. Inside,
the strange goddess's servant D-3 appears before her. D-3 is just as puzzling
as Lady Tokimi. His appearance would give the impression of age-old wisdom,
but his menacing eyes and his wavy-styled hair mixes darkness with that
wisdom.
"I have prevented Washu from discovering the mind-blockage, Lady
Tokimi," said D-3 in a haunting, echoing voice that almost fills the entire
realm. "Good work," replies Lady Tokimi, her voice much more softer and
delicate, but still eerie as it fills the room with an echoing presence.
D-3's expression, although never-changing, shows a rather strange look of
concern. "She almost found out, Lady Tokimi."
The goddess does not answer. Her entire demeanor was unreadable.
"Next time we won't be so fortunate."
"I see," responds Lady Tokimi at last.
"Shall we initiate our move, Lady Tokimi?"
"No, D-3."
At first, the servant was silent. He didn't understand why she refused
to set their plan in motion. Finally, D-3 mustered enough courage to question
the goddess's judgment. "But, why, Lady Tokimi? If we continue to allow
Washu to stay there, along with Tsunami, she will surely find out that it was
we who planted the memory blockage on Dr. Clay and Zero."
"I know," answered Lady Tokimi. "But if I send you after Washu, the king
of Jurai will surely detect you since he stationed himself in that solar
system." D-3 was silent for a moment. He understood why she didn't want to
start the plan. "Then, what shall we do?" asked D-3.
"We shall change the plan, D-3. We will need someone to get
rid of the king, or at least hold him hostage."
"But how will we do that? The king of Jurai has more power
and resources than anyone in the universe."
"Except for me."
D-3 didn't say a word. He knew how powerful Lady Tokimi is, and he
knows that she could get help from anyone and anything in the universe.
But not even she could stand up to the entire House of Jurai.
"We will get someone who is capable in handing these matters," said Lady
Tokimi, breaking the silence. "But who?" asked D-3. "You decide, D-3.
And make it a wise choice, too. If we could get rid of King Ayhuza, then
we could get the gems from Washu and Ryoko."
D-3 thought for a moment. He couldn't think of anyone to use. Dr. Clay
was rather incompetent, and Zero was now melded with Ryoko, so that was
out of the question. Then a name struck him like a lightning bolt. "I know
the perfect person, Lady Tokimi. Do you know anyone by the name of Sei
Shikyru?"
"The mercenary?" responds Lady Tokimi. "Will he be of any use against
the House of Jurai?" "Maybe," said D-3, "he is supposed to be the best
mercenary there is. I'm pretty sure he could handle it." "You know this man
very well, don't you, D-3?" D-3 remains quite, not answering Tokimi's
question. "Very well, then. I expect results D-3. Don't fail me like you
did with Clay."
"Yes, mam." Then D-3 disappears. Lady Tokimi looks at the sol system.
"Sisters, why are you there?" said Lady Tokimi to herself.
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After school, Tenchi rushes out of his last class and races to his bus.
(Boy, math is sure as a hell boring. I thought I wouldn't make it through
another problem.) Tenchi almost fell asleep in class again. Lately, all of
Tenchi's teachers noticed that the young boy has been slacking off a bit.
They knew he took time off, using a flu as his excuse, but he seems so
distant and worried when he came back, almost as if something lingering was
on his on his mind. Well, actually, in reality, something is.
Tenchi has been thinking a lot about how his life has changed over the
last couple of months. He went from being a shy, high school boy to being
the crown prince of Jurai since he was Yosho's successor. On top of all that,
he lives with five gorgeous alien women who are obsessed with him, some
more so than others.
He sits down in an empty seat on the back of the bus. He leans back and
relaxed, closing his eyes. He wasn't really looking forward to going back
home. Although most men would be trilled to go to a house filled with women
who are madly in love with you, Tenchi was almost afraid of going back. His
welfare is always on the line when he is at home. Because of Ayeka's and
Ryoko's fighting, Washu's experiments, and the unexpected crashes from
Mihoshi's space ship as she comes home form her job, Tenchi never went
through a day without praying that he wouldn't die or get hurt in any sort
way.
He has to admit though, his life got a lot interesting since he released
Ryoko from her cave. He often wonders why he did it in the first place.
(Was it because I was so interested with that darn cave, or is it something
else?) Tenchi shrugs, and looks out the window. The road zips by, causing a
blur of gravel and dirt. He looks past the road and at the mountains.
(Summer would start soon, and that would mean more dull months training
with grandfather.) Looking at the mountains always reminded Tenchi about
his obligation to his training. He was glad, in a way, that his grandfather
trained him so hard, because without that training, he wouldn't have stand a
chance against Kagato and Clay. Then he sighs, remembering all the bad
memories of his battle with Kagato. It wasn't an experience he would want
to go through again.
He waited patiently until the bus made it's last stop. He got off the
bus and walked home. The walk from the bus stop to his house was always
a long one. The scenery of the mountains always captured his attention, though.
It was always beautiful, despite the season or weather. Spring is when it
looked the best. The flowers were in full bloom, cherry blossoms filled the
air, and the sun sparkles off the small lake in front of the house.
Finally, Tenchi made it to the entranceway. Azaka and Kamidake greets
the young boy. "Good evening, Lord Tenchi," says both Guardians. "Good
evening guys," replies Tenchi. "How was your day, Lord Tenchi?" asks Kamidake.
"Oh, you know, the same old boring stuff, doing class work and that sort of
thing." "Oh, I see."
After being greeted by the two wooden Jurain robots, Tenchi goes inside.
"Hi guys! I'm home!" "Oh, welcome home Tenchi!" greeted Sasami. "Dinner
will be ready soon!" "Okay." Tenchi looks around the house. He notices
that the couch was fixed. Half of it was destroyed earlier when Ayeka and
Ryoko fought. "Did Washu fix the sofa?" Sasami nods her head. "Yep!
Although, she's not in her usual cheery mood."
Before Tenchi could respond, Ryoko teleported behind the young boy and
gave him a big bear hug. Ryoko startled Tenchi, almost causing him to fall
forward. "Good evening Tenchi!" proclaimed Ryoko her most cheerful voice.
"Ryoko, how many times do I have to tell you not to scare me like that?!"
protested Tenchi. "A lot." Tenchi sighs, knowing all too well what this will
lead to.
"Miss Ryoko, keep your filthy hands off of my Tenchi!" screamed the high-
pitched voice of Ayeka. A look of fear was on the face of Tenchi. "Oh boy,
not again," said Tenchi to himself. "Hey princess," hissed the space pirate,
"when was Tenchi yours, may I ask?" Ayeka started to grit her teeth. "That's
none of your buisness! Leave Lord Tenchi alone right now!" "Are you gonna
make me, 'little princess'?" "Now girls, please don't start this again!"
protested Tenchi.
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Somewhere deep within space, far away from the sol system, a
space ship zips past the stars in near-light speed. The space ship is silver
trimmed with white. It had a sleek design that resembles one of the Galaxy
Police ships. Inside the large space craft, sits the mercenary Sei Shikyru.
He is around his twenties, still young and athletic looking. He is wearing a
beige colored trench coat with patterns of a dragon on the sleeve and collar.
His appearance gives off a brash personally, due to his light, golden brown
beard and hair. Two long bangs hung in the front of his face, while the rest
of his hair is pull back into a ponytail. His eyes are hidden behind a pair
of dark sunglasses.
In front of him is a computer screen with a picture of Tenchi Masaki.
Next to the picture is all of his physical information, such as age, height,
weight, etc. "So this is the boy I'm after," says Sei to himself. He presses
a button on his dashboard. "Computer, relay all information that concerns
this boy's associates." "Acknowledged," said the computer in a synthesized,
female voice. Another image appears, this time it had a whole list of names
that ranges form Tenchi's classmates to his relatives.
Sei presses another button on his dashboard. "Computer, show me all
of his associates that are not from his home planet." "Acknowledged."
Another image appears in front of the list of names. This image had six
names on it. They are Ryoko, Ayeka, Sasami, Mihoshi, Washu, and Yosho.
"Lady Tokimi told me this boy had a lot of alien women living with him.
I guess he's supposed to be some type of inter-galactic pimp, or something."
He looks through all the information regarding the six people. Finally,
after reading all the info he could stand, he pops his knuckles and begins
typing. "Computer, get all back-up information on Kiyone." After several
beeps, the computer responds. "Acknowledged." All the images in front of
Sei disappears, and a new screen appears. It has several of Kiyone's pictures,
information about her past, and her past records in the Galaxy Police.
"Mihoshi used to have a partner named Kiyone. But it appears she disappeared
in the ultra-energy matter incident." He pauses for a moment. He remembers
that incident quite well. (But all the reports and newspaper headlines stated
that First Class Detective Kiyone was dead.)
"Computer, are their any legal documents regarding the death of Kiyone?"
"Checking…no confirmed documents of First Class Detective Kiyone's
death found. All the reports on Kiyone's death were false statements used
to keep the media from investigating into the ultra-energy matter incident."
"Ah-ha. I see. Then if Kiyone is still alive, she could prove to be useful.
Computer, get coordinates in which the explosion occurred in the ultra-energy
matter incident." The image disappeared, and a full scale map of the
solar system in which the explosion occurred appeared. "Coordinates
confirmed." A blinking red dot appeared on the map with several numbers
around it. "Ok then, computer, set all courses to those coordinates." "Yes
sir."
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Deep space, the location in which Kiyone is trapped. The remaining
ultra-energy matter caused a force-shield around the area which keeps anyone
from detecting the lone survivor inside. Since the Galaxy Police didn't want
to cause an inter-galactic incident, they told the media that only one person
died in the explosion. No one attempted to find out if the statements were
true because the contaminated ultra-energy matter might have already killed
anyone who survived. But that information was also false. Kiyone was still
alive, surviving on the remaining rations floating around in space from the
explosion.
Life has not dealt Kiyone a good hand. Not only did she had the
misfortune of being Mihoshi's partner, but she solved the one mystery that
could have promoted her. (If it wasn't for that stupid Mihoshi!) Kiyone was
getting very frustrated. She kick a piece of debris that was floating around.
It bounced off the force-shield and boomeranged back at the green-hared
detective. Kiyone groaned as she held her head, feeling the stinging pain
that was throbbing all over her forehead.
Kiyone sighed, knowing everything she could do would be hopeless. She
often wondered what happened to Mihoshi. (She probably got a promotion
for doing absolutely nothing!) She sat down, crossing her arms, and looked
down at the piece of machinery she was sitting on. (Damn that Mihoshi! Damn
her to hell!!) Hatred was already boiling inside of Kiyone. She looks around
again, and sees her gun that was floating nearby. It was low on power,
since she spend nearly three hours shooting at the force-shield.
Tears were starting to form on Kiyone's eyes. (It's hopeless! I'm going
to be trapped here forever! I'm gonna die an old maid and everything!) She
started to sob, feeling mixed emotions of anger, frustration, and despair.
(Most of the food rations are gone too, and it would only be a matter of
time before I starved to death out there!)
Suddenly, she heard a familiar noise. It was the sound of a rocket engine.
(Could it be…?) She looked, and hope and happiness shined on the young lady.
(It's a ship!) The silver colored space ship stopped for a moment, and fired a
laser beam at the force-shield. After several seconds, the force-shield
evaporated into nothingness. A big, bright smile was forming on the face of
Kiyone. She started to jump frantically and waved her hands. "Here I am!"
screamed Kiyone. "I'm right here!"
The ship moved in. It hovered over the GP officer. Kiyone began to cry
again. This time, it would be tears of joy, not sadness. She would never
again sulk and complain. She would go back to doing what she did best,
being a Galaxy Police officer. A bright green beam flashed at Kiyone. Soon,
she started to float towards the space craft. A door opened, letting Kiyone
in. She climbed aboard.
Everything was pitch-black. "Hello," said Kiyone in a joyful voice. The
lights went on inside the space ship. She covered her eyes at first, until
she got used to the brightness. She looked forward and saw the back of a
chair. "Listen, thank you very much for rescuing me." Kiyone bowed before
her savior. "I am First Class Detective Kiyone of the Galaxy Police. Thank
you very much again." She bowed again, showing how much she appreciated
being rescued.
The chair turned around, revealing the mercenary, Sei. Kiyone was
confused for a moment. She thinks she recognized the man, but she couldn't
tell because of the sunglasses he was wearing. "Do I know you?" asks Kiyone.
"I've been looking for you," replies Sei in a deep voice. "Really, now that's
a first." She looks around the cockpit. It was refreshing to see a change of
scenery. "So, why did you rescue me. Was there an award, or something?"
Sei shook his head. "Nope. I need you for something." A look of disgust was
on the face of the detective. "Hey, now listen creep! Don't you try anything,
buster! I will arrest your ass for…" Sei interrupted before she could say
anything more. "Not that! I was wondering…" He turned his chair, his back
now facing Kiyone. "Do you want to see your old partner Mihoshi again?"
Rage started to boil inside Kiyone again. (Yes.) She wanted to see her
again. She wanted to tear her limb from limb for causing all of her pain.
More thoughts of mutilating Mihoshi entered inside the mind of the green-hared
officer. She quickly restrained herself and calmed down. "Sure I do," said
Kiyone. Sei took off his sunglasses, revealing his eyes. They were a dark,
navy colored blue. "I thought so, Kiyone." Soon Kiyone realized who saved
her. "I know you. You're that mercenary, Sei Shikyru. You're wanted all over
the universe!" "So I am." She reached inside her holster to get out
her gun, when she realized she left it floating around in space. (Okay, plan B.)
Kiyone took up a fighting stance. "Come on, buster! I'm ready!" A
smirk appeared on Sei's face. "I don't think so." The entire cockpit was
filled with a thick, pink fog from the air vent. "What the..?" She began to
choke on the pink smoke. It filled her lungs, causing her to cough intensely.
She could barely breathe. She felt dizzy, barely able to stand. She collapsed
on the floor, fainted from the knock-out gas that was released. Sei, wearing a
gas mask, looked down at the GP officer. He presses a button on his dashboard.
The air vents open up, releasing the pink fog. After Sei took off his mask,
he turned to the keyboard and started typing. "Computer, set all courses for
the sol system." "Yes sir."
TO BE CONTINUED
Author's notes : Well, what do you think?! This is my first time writing a
fanfic, although this was like the hundredth time I worked on this particular
story. Please send me any comments about my writing. You could e-mail me
at DrkBlade69@aol.com or at DemiGod9@hotmail.com. Also check out me and my
friends' webpage at www.http://www.geocities.com/Area51stargate/7675. on the
look-out for chapter 2 for my epic saga!
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