Disclaimer: Tenchi Muyo is the property of Pioneer and AIC. Only the story belongs to me, and I can always blame that on the Voices! Anyway, please don't sue, or I won't be able to afford my daily ration of ramen soup. Anyway, on with the fic! WARNING: This is a DARK fic. Things Fall Apart, part two: Pieces Broken By Cori Jordan They filed back into Washu's lab. Ryoko was numbed by what she'd just seen. The first place she'd ever called home was completely destroyed. "Somebody's gonna pay for this." she muttered, and no one contradicted her. She swayed on her feet; revenge or not, she *had* just come out of a month-long coma. Ryoko tried to steady herself before the others noticed, but Tenchi had already seen it. "Ryoko, maybe you should go back to bed," he suggested, gallantly taking her by the arm to keep her upright. "I'm fine," she demurred, shaking her head. That was a mistake. The injudicious movement caused a wave of dizziness to roll over her. She leaned gratefully into Tenchi's support, smiling weakly. "Then again..." Washu looked concerned. "Back to the bio-bed with you," she ordered. Ryoko stopped for a moment. "Washu..." she began, then stopped. "Mom, do you suppose you could make my room here, like you did with the living room?" She hesitated again. She hated to admit to her fears, but constantly being surrounded by black abyss bothered her more than a little bit. Seeing the problem immediately, Washu agreed without argument. A bit of familiarity in their surroundings would probably do them all some good. "It will take a few minutes, but I think I can do one for each of us, if that's what you want." Sasami's eyes opened wide. "Washu," she squeaked, "do I have to sleep alone?" Instantly Ayeka and Tenchi were both kneeling next to the frightened little girl. "Of course not," Ayeka soothed. "You can sleep anywhere that you want to." The elder princess looked at the others. "Absolutely!" said Tenchi and Ryoko in chorus. Washu nodded as well. She realized that the child probably didn't like the blackness all around her either. The whole time Ryoko had been unconscious, the little girl had slept on the couch or on the floor near Ayeka or Tenchi, no matter where they were. It surprised all of them that they hadn't thought of re-constructing their own rooms. "Can you put the real house back together, Washu?" Sasami asked. "Not yet, Sasami." Washu said gently. "The people who hurt Mihoshi are probably still there, and until we know more about them, we're going to hide." "Oh...Okay." The child looked crestfallen. Then she yawned. Ryoko did the same moments later. Washu noticed. "If you two can wait a couple more minutes, I can get one room set up, and when you wake, the rest of it will be here. Okay?" The space pirate and the young princess smiled at each other. "Sounds real good, Mom." Ryoko said. ++++++++++++ Ayeka had been just a little bit hurt that Sasami preferred to sleep in Ryoko's room for the first few nights, but after all, Ryoko had saved the little girl's life. Ayeka had been quietly observing the various changes in the others. Ryoko was sitting on the rafter beam, staring into space and chewing on her bottom lip, Washu was in the next room working on her console to adjust some kind of scanner, Sasami was staring intently at the new Ryo-Ohki egg, and Tenchi was napping in one of Washu's floating chairs. Ayeka sat in the living room of the simulated house, watching and thinking about each person in turn. Ryoko had mellowed considerably, at least in regards to the rest of the group. She almost never glomped on to Tenchi, she was warmer to her mother, becoming a close friend to Sasami, and surprisingly, to Ayeka herself. They certainly didn't exchange deep, dark secrets, but there was no more hostility and Tenchi walked around with a relieved expression most of the time. The former pirate had even exchanged her outrageously revealing costumes for jeans and a T-shirt. Ayeka could tell that Ryoko was still enraged about what had happened, though. Sasami had been traumatized by the events. First she and Ryoko were nearly killed, Ryoko went into a coma, Mihoshi was dead, and no one really knew why. The little blue-haired girl was terrified to be alone and she carried around a lot of guilt. Ayeka knew that Sasami felt that she was responsible for Ryoko's injuries, and that nothing they had done or said had removed that shadow from her eyes. Sasami also grieved heavily for Mihoshi, who had been more like a child than a competent GP officer. The two had been good friends. Ryo-oki's egg was close to hatching, though, and Ayeka hoped that the cuddly little critter would help Sasami out of the depression that she was in. Washu was more or less the same, although she also carried a load of guilt. She had watched the alien ship attack Mihoshi, and had been unable to act. Ayeka could tell that it hurt the genius scientist even though she seemed to be the same. Her maniacal laugh was almost never heard anymore, and her constant proclamations that she was the Greatest Scientific Genius in the Universe had stopped completely. Washu's eyes held the same rage that Ayeka had seen in Ryoko's, and that was bad. One just didn't piss off a person like Washu and get away with it. Ayeka guessed that when the identity of their enemy was found out, things were going to get *ugly.* Ayeka didn't mind a bit. The First Princess of Jurai's wandering thoughts brought her to Tenchi. He too seemed much the same on the outside, but much had changed in his attitude. He still didn't play any favorites between the girls; he was caring and respectful and kind to everyone. His relief about the end of the Ryoko-Ayeka war was obvious, though. Ayeka was a bit surprised at the change in him; she hadn't realized how their little fights affected him. The fury was there in his liquid brown eyes, too. thought Ayeka. Her own thoughts of violence and vengeance surprised her. Ayeka couldn't remember *ever* having been this angry in her life, not even when she and Ryoko had met up on Earth. she wondered. She knew she had. The princess was a bit discomfited to think about how much she and Ryoko had in common now; but it didn't bother her for long, not when she looked at the freckled face of her precious younger sister. Her animosity had faded almost entirely when Sasami had been pulled out of the wreckage, shielded by Ryoko. "It's moving! It's moving!" Sasami's excited voice echoed across the space, breaking into Ayeka's reverie. "I thought it would be soon," commented Washu, entering through a side door. The entire family gathered around to watch the egg as it rocked frantically back and forth. Cracks appeared and mewling could be heard from within. A very short time later, an ecstatic Sasami was cradling the furry animal while sitting on the couch. It was eerie-- the resemblance between this scene and the one that happened a lifetime ago when Ryu-oh had crashed onto the Earth. Ryoko, Ayeka and Tenchi all exchanged glances as they all recognized that fact. Then their attention went back to the pair on the couch, as they heard a familiar "miya!" +++++++++++++ The older members of the group gathered in Ryoko's room to discuss what was going to happen next. For the moment, Sasami was content to stay downstairs with Ryo-Ohki after vehement reassurances that nothing would happen in Washu's lab as long as she kept Ryo-Ohki with her. Ryoko and Washu both had established mental contact with the cabbit and would know if anything happened to Sasami. Ryoko, Washu, Ayeka and Tenchi were deep in conversation, but still kept their voices down to avoid upsetting the pair downstairs. "You mean they haven't showed up at all?" Ryoko asked, chewing on her bottom lip. It was a habit she had picked up after the incident. "Not a sign, but it's possible that my sensors and scanners aren't able to detect the metals they use, or left over traces of whatever it is they use for fuel." Washu's face was very serious. "I have to be honest. Nothing here is familiar. No known race uses those types of ships. I'm not even sure if it's a race at all. For all we know, it wasn't a ship at all, but a new type of space-borne life form." The others made sounds of disbelief. "I mean it," said Washu. "We know so little about the situation that I can't afford to rule anything out." "Do you think that they're still out there?" Asked Ayeka. "This was an extremely well planned attack," Washu answered. "Judging from the kind of attack, they've probably been watching this place for a long time. They managed to take out the only visible exit from the planet: Mihoshi's ship. They knew how to lure her off planet, they knew where she launched from, they seemed even to know what kind of people lived here." She held up a small vial of reddish-brown liquid. "I discovered that this chemical is a biological agent that is inimical to just about every carbon-based life form in the galaxy, but it seems to have been engineered to shut down certain higher body and brain functions in those who use high-energy, non-external cerebrally manipulated output." After one full round of confused looks, the diminutive scientist clarified. "The Jurai power in the two of you," a look directed at Ayeka and Tenchi, "and Sasami; as well as your shield, lightsword, any of your powers, Ryoko." Washu sighed. "I'm afraid that we are being targeted by extremely well informed, highly advanced enemies here, kids." After a moment, she added, "and I'm not sure they meant us to be killed." Ryoko was puzzled. "What do you mean, Washu? That chemical, or whatever, you said it nearly shut me down completely!" Washu nodded. "That's what I thought until I looked a little closer. The chemical itself merely put your powers out of action at first, then it stayed in your system to keep you down, but it did eventually cycle itself out, allowing your powers to resurface. The reason you were so badly hurt was because this" and she held up the vial again, "shut you down at a very dangerous moment. Most of your injuries were what a normal human would sustain in a similiar situation." The scientist frowned. "I think that whomever made this stuff made it too strong. Its structure suggests that it's an incapacitation agent, not designed to kill; but the tests I ran on it say that if it had gotten into any of you others, it would have killed you." Ayeka gasped, and Ryoko shuddered. Her memory of exactly what happened wasn't that clear, but she had a very vivid picture in her mind of the metal shard as it punctured her arm and stopped mere inches from Sasami's flesh. Ryoko resumed chewing on her bottom lip. She became aware of the others looking at her. "What?" Tenchi wordlessly handed Ryoko a clean handkerchief. Without even noticing, Ryoko had bitten through the skin and drawn blood from her own lip. "Thanks," Ryoko murmured as she cleaned herself up. There wasn't much blood, but it did make her stop gnawing on herself. Tenchi cleared his throat. "Washu, did you manage to contact Dad and Grandpa?" Nobuyuki had gone to Tokyo for an architectural conference a few days before the incident, and Yosho had accompanied him to visit some of the shrines in the Tokyo area. "I spoke to them shortly after this happened and warned them not to return until we knew more. I also tried to talk to them yesterday, but I haven't been able to reach Nobuyuki yet." Washu answered. Tenchi frowned. "I hope Dad's all right." "Your dad can take care of himself, Tenchi." Washu assured him. "Maybe he found a date," suggested Ryoko with a smile. Tenchi blushed slightly, then nodded. "Could be." A red light abruptly began to flash as a warning bell rang out. Ayeka, Tenchi and Washu leapt to their feet. "Washu, what..." Tenchi was interrupted by Sasami bursting into the room and rushing in. "Ayeka!" She sobbed as she clung to her older sister. "What's happening!" Everyone looked at Washu, who was typing hurriedly on a holo-console. "Someone is coming towards us." She paused. "One person, human." Her brow creased with concentration, then cleared slightly. "It's Nobuyuki!" A few more keystrokes and the klaxons and lights ceased. "Thank god!" muttered Tenchi. He looked at the others. Both Ayeka and Ryoko were trying to calm Sasami down, and Washu still looked a little worried. "Well? Let's let him in!" Tenchi said. Washu hesitated, then nodded. "All right." She had seen with her scanners that it was indeed Nobuyuki, but there was something wrong with him. Something in the genetic fingerprint wasn't matching up, but she would be able to find out what momentarily. The group gathered in the open space where Washu had the dimensional portal that usually led to Tenchi's home. For safety's sake she had left the door unconnected, so that no one could just walk in from the other side. She was in the process of reconnecting it--and taking some other precautions as well. The whole thing had a very uncomfortable feel to it, but it might just be perfectly understandable paranoia. Better not to take chances, she thought. The doorway appeared, and they could hear Nobuyuki knocking on it. Washu walked up to it and opened the door. There stood Nobuyuki, just as he'd always looked; trench coat, briefcase, umbrella. His face was pale as he looked around at the devastation of his home, and he was unable to speak. Washu waved him in. He entered with his shoulders slumped and his head hung low. Tenchi looked at him in sympathy. "It's all right, dad," he said. "we'll put it back together someday." Tenchi reached out to put his hand on his father's shoulder, but Nobuyuki simply sidestepped it. A little hurt, Tenchi said, "All right. You're tired. We have a room for you, why don't you get some sleep?" Mutely Nobuyuki followed his son, trailed by the others. "Poor guy," Ryoko said. "He looks like he's heartbroken." "Yes," Ayeka agreed. "Well, that is the house that he and Tenchi's mother shared for so long." Washu said nothing. She followed Tenchi and his father to the room that she had set up as a spare, or in case Sasami was able to sleep alone. Nobuyuki simply went in and closed the door without saying a word. Heartbroken or not, why wasn't he speaking? Was he ill? Well. The red-haired scientist didn't want to seem overly suspicious or paranoid, but it was nearing bedtime, so she could find out later. She did, however, put an invisible force-screen on the door to Nobuyuki's room without mentioning it to anyone. This scientist wasn't going to be careless and idle and maybe watch another friend die, she said to herself. Once is enough. "Well, I'm going to get some shut-eye too," Ryoko stated. The space pirate had been doing combat workouts every day lately, for hours at a time. Her period of weakness had convinced her that she never wanted to be in that position again, therefore had resolved to keep more in fighting trim, so to speak. She floated off towards her room. The others were tired too, and started to go their own separate ways. Ayeka was slightly surprised and a little relieved when Sasami began following her instead of going with Ryoko this time. It hadn't really bothered the older princess, but she missed her sister's presence at night. In minutes, everyone was settled down for the night. ++++++++++ Sasami stood on a gray, featureless plain. It stretched on and on, forever with no relief. She was alone. She *hated* to be this much alone, and she whimpered. Suddenly a hill rose up in the plain before her and shaped itself into a wall. A scene played across its smooth surface. She saw herself, standing alone. suddenly a door opened behind her reflection, and a shadow reached through and dragged her into blackness. Sasami screamed in chorus with her reflection. A voice boomed overhead; a woman's voice, and gentle, but impossibly great. "This must not be." Again Sasami was faced with a reflection of herself, but this time it was no image. Two identical Sasami's faced each other on that vast plain. There was a wrenching, a sickening feeling of being shoved and pulled at the same time. Then stillness again. Sasami saw with terrified eyes that she was now the reflection. The girl screamed again, echoed by her doppelganger. "AYEKA!" "Sasami! Sasami, are you all right?" Ayeka was trying desperately to wake her sister who was thrashing and shrieking in her sleep. Suddenly the little girl cried out Ayeka's name and opened her eyes. The two looked at each other, both of them shaking. Sasami burst into tears. Ayeka pressed her little sister to her, trembling with reaction. When Sasami had first cried out, Ayeka had jerked into wakefulness; sure that she would find her sister being attacked by someone. She was slightly relieved that it turned out to be only a nightmare. Those she knew how to deal with. "Shhh...It's all right." Ayeka whispered as she stroked Sasami's hair. "Just a dream...Just a dream." Slowly Sasami's tears dried, and the shaking was calmed. "I'm o-okay n-now," the little girl stammered. She sniffled, then tried to get up. "Where are you going?" Ayeka asked. Sasami looked a little confused for a moment. "The bathroom?" She said. "Oh." "Um, Ayeka?" "Yes?" "Which way is it?" "Huh?" Ayeka asked, puzzled. Sasami knows where it is, she thought, then remembered how Sasami's dreams affected her sometimes. "I'll show you." ++++++++++++ Washu was awakened by a loud hammering on her door. She raised her head from her console; she had fallen asleep looking at scanner readings again. The banging continued. "Geez, gimme a minute," Washu mumbled sleepily. She opened the door on a very upset Tenchi. "Why did you lock my dad in his room?" Tenchi demanded. That brought the scientist completely awake. "I did it for a very good reason, Tenchi, and I can show you why." "I'd love to hear it." Tenchi was angry when he found that he couldn't get into his father's room to wake him for breakfast. Washu gestured for Tenchi to follow her to her console and brought up a display of two DNA strands. She pointed at the one on the left. "Tenchi, that's your dad's genetic code, and that's how I knew that it was him last night. But," she continued, "That's not exactly what my scanners picked up. I recognized the sequence right away, but when I analyzed the actual data, I found this." And she pointed to the display on the right. Tenchi looked from one to the other, unable to see any real differences. Then Washu changed the display again. "This is the genetic code I found last night, and this is the trace I found on Mihoshi's ship." She tapped some keys. "If I run a certain trace analysis against both of them..." On the screen, the word 'MATCH' flashed in red. Tenchi was horrified. "What does it mean?" Washu's face was grim. "I'm not sure yet, Tenchi, but I put that shield up last night because I knew something wasn't right. At worst, I was being paranoid and I could apologize, and at best, I was stopping one of our enemies from killing us in our sleep. I had to be sure." "You don't really think that my dad is...one of them, do you?" "Like I said yesterday, we can't rule anything out." Tenchi still looked uncertain. Then he squared his shoulders. "Let's go find out for sure." +++++++++++ Ayeka, Ryoko and Sasami were sitting in the living room finishing up their own breakfasts. It was a breakfast cooked by some of Washu's bots, since Sasami had said she didn't feel up to cooking just then, but it was adequate. They had just deposited their dishes in the kitchen when Washu and Tenchi entered the room. The tension was immediately apparent. "We're going to check on Nobuyuki, want to come?" Washu asked, her voice conveying a sense of how concerned she was. The others quickly agreed and followed. As they walked down the hall towards the spare room, Ryo-Ohki met them as she was going the other way. Sasami jumped back behind Ayeka when she saw the furry creature. "What's that?" Sasami asked, sounding a little afraid. The others exchanged puzzled looks. Ryoko walked over to the young cabbit and picked her up. Ryo-Ohki miya'd happily. "It's only Ryo-Ohki," said Ryoko, bringing the little creature closer to the girl. "Ryo-Ohki? Oh, yeah! Ryo-Ohki!" And Sasami's smile returned. She took the cabbit from Ryoko and cuddled her close. Ryo-Ohki miya'd again. Everyone was concerned, but they continued towards Nobuyuki's room. They stood outside the closed and locked door and Washu explained the situation to the others as she had to Tenchi. Then, bringing up her holo-console, Washu typed in a few commands. The force-field remained, but the door to the room disappeared. They stared in shock at the man inside. Nobuyuki sat in the corner of the room, knees drawn up to his chest. He was trembling and rocking back and forth, muttering. He spoke his own language one moment, and then began to cry out in a strange, bestial, almost animal language the next. His face and body seemed to be covered in scratches and his clothes were badly torn. His eyes were blank with a wordless, unendurable horror. Suddenly he screamed; a piercing, lost sound. Everyone outside the room jumped at the sound and watched as the man in the room began to tear at himself with his fingernails as though trying to remove his own skin. "Oh my god," whispered Tenchi, stricken. "What's wrong with him?" "I don't know," Washu winced as Nobuyuki shrieked again, then he shrank back into the corner, whimpering and shaking like a broken animal. "The only thing I can come up with is that somehow he's been... touched...by whatever it is that's after us." "T-Ten-Tenchi?" Everyone looked in surprise at Nobuyuki. He ddn't really look any different than he had moments ago, but there was a sense in the air that he was *awake.* "Tenchi, a-are you there?" Tenchi nearly walked directly into the force field. Washu grabbed his arm and shook her head. "Talk to him, but don't go in there." "I'm here, Dad." Tenchi knelt at the edge of the barrier. "What's wrong with you, Dad? What happened?" Nobuyuki moaned. "I shouldn't h-have come here." He began to cry, but it was human weeping, not the wailing of a cornered beast as it had been before. "W-why didn't I li-listen to you, Washu?" abruptly the crying stopped, and he sat up. "They want me to go and tell them where you are," He whispered in a frantic tone as he edged towards the door. "They want me to open the door for them. They want...no...No! I won't do it. I won't do it! I WON'T DO IT!" His voice rose with each repetition, then trailed off in a half choked gurgle. Nobuyuki retreated to the corner again, his hands covering his face in a defensive posture, and resumed muttering. The group stood in silent shock at the transformed man before them. The good-natured man who had welcomed them into his home, no matter how much trouble they caused had become a wild and confused creature. He wept and begged someone to help him like a frightened child, then he screamed and began to claw himself again. They all turned their eyes away, unable to watch. Except for Tenchi. Tears flowed freely down Tenchi's face as he watched his father. "Why him?" He asked in a cracked voice. "He's never done anything..." His head dropped and he buried his face in his hands. Ryoko knelt beside him, putting one hand on his shoulder. Ayeka and Sasami stood at his right shoulder. Ayeka also put one hand on his shoulder. They remained like that for a few moments, then Tenchi was able to raise his head. When Tenchi spoke, his voice was steadier, but his eyes were ravaged. "Can you help him, Washu?" The scientist had been considering that. She replied, "I'll have to know exactly what happened to him. Do remember the device I used to check Ryo-Ohki's memory when the Mass escaped?" Ayeka and Ryoko nodded. "I can use that to see if I can find out who 'they' are." Washu prudently put the door to Nobuyuki's room back in place. "If Nobuyuki can still break himself away from whatever it is that's invading his mind, then there may be hope that we can separate the two, and destroy the invader." "Do it." +++++++++++ Washu's bots bound the man into the chair and placed the cap on his head. Nobuyuki had lapsed into muttering again, but human language was heard less and less. He looked pitiful and frightening at the same time with his black hair hanging in his eyes, his face covered in blood and contorted into an expression of constant pain and fear. His glasses had been broken during the night and he looked younger without them, and that seemed to make it even worse. His shirt was all but rags from his frantic tearing and clawing, though his trousers were more or less intact. Every bit of exposed flesh had self- inflicted claw marks, and most of them were either bleeding or recently scabbed over. But his eyes burned with both madness and hatred. "Is this going to hurt him, Mom?" Ryoko asked, averting her gaze from the struggling man. The little group sat in some of Washu's floating chairs, pointed at the screen. "It won't hurt him physically, and the procedure itself won't hurt him mentally. But he will in essence be reliving certain events, and if what happened then was traumatic..." She left it hanging. They knew the answer. Washu brought up the screen and her control panel and began typing in the appropriate commands. The screen turned black, then red. Washu 'hmm'ed a bit in thought, then typed in a sequence that should block any input from the foreign agent that had invaded Nobuyuki's body. Slowly the red faded, and what looked like the interior of a bus appeared. It was dimly lit, for it was approaching full night outside. The view shifted to peer through the front window. The bus was approaching a wall of black fog. As the bus passed into it, the blackness swallowed even the interior lights, plunging the bus and everyone on it into darkness. There was the sound of rending metal and screams. The scene on the screen was punctuated by Nobuyuki's scream as he sat bound in the chair, reliving that first jolt of fear. A few moments later, the scene changed abruptly to a dim chamber with black metallic walls. Strange creatures stood nearby with what were undoubtedly weapons held at the ready. From Nobuyuki's point of view, the watchers could see that the people from the bus were huddled together, being forced to kneel on the floor in a tight knot. Through Nobuyuki's eyes, they saw the driver with a heavily bleeding head wound, a mother with a small child who couldn't be more than a year old. There was also a young couple who clung tightly to each other, the girl hiding her face against the boy's shoulder. An elderly man stayed close to the mother and child with a helpless look of determination on his face. By his expression, he would do whatever he could to protect the two, but doubted that there was anything *to* be done. Nobuyuki moved closer to the young couple, trying to calm them down. The gaze of Nobuyuki met that of the old man. In the chair, Nobuyuki whispered, "They're so young, they're so young, why them?" His voice made Washu and the other's jump. They had been caught up in the drama unfolding on the screen, they had almost forgotten the man who's eyes they had been looking through. The view shifted again to study the captors. No two of them looked alike. There was one with scales as large as plates all over its body, but it didn't look like any of the reptilian species any of them had ever seen. It stood on four short stocky legs and held its weapon in a third pair of limbs while a fourth hung at its sides. The second seemed to be a large, round, grey ball stuck on top of two multi-jointed legs, and it had no discernible features. Two multi-jointed arms also radiated from it, and held some kind of weapon trained on the knot of terrified humans. The third looked more familiar; almost humanoid, but also very strange. It had blood-red skin and was hugely muscled. However, it was perfectly smooth and without hair, and it's head was a smooth cylinder with three slits showing its glowing red eyes. What could only be a mouth hinged open momentarily, showing glistening black teeth. "Impossible!" Washu whispered. Questioning looks were directed at her. "There's nothing like those...things in my xeno files. They don't exist!" Presently, a fourth creature appeared on the screen. It was human shaped--that is, two arms and two legs. It was vaguely rodent- like, with short fur over it's entire body and quivering whiskers. But the whiskers were on its arms, and the eyes seemed to be on it's shoulders; it didn't appear to have a head at all. It carried no weapon, but stood observing the captives for a moment. Then it raised an arm and pointed at the mother and child. From the chair, Nobuyuki cried out "No! Not them. Take me!" as he relived the situation. On screen, the furred creature turned it's attention towards Nobuyuki, who had moved closer. Then the arm came up,and pointed directly at Nobuyuki. He was picked up bodily by the smooth-skinned red creature and carried away from the group. Moments later the watchers in Washu's lab saw Tenchi's father being stripped to his shorts and having his arms bound to his sides and his legs bound together. He was placed in what looked like an elongated bowl; long enough for a very tall man, with deep sides. At the end by Nobuyuki's feet, there seemed to be a pipe of some kind. The 'bowl' began to fill with a clear liquid. It filled completely with Nobuyuki's body floating on the top. Suddenly there was movement in the liquid. Nobuyuki tried to lift his head to look down at himself to see what was happening. There was something else coming out of the pipe. At first it looked like a red fluid, but it wasn't dispersing. It moved with purpose and deliberately grasped his bare foot. He struggled and kicked, trying to get it away, but it began to flow over his entire body. Nobuyuki screamed again, but his cry was cut off as the *thing* covered his face and the screen went red, then black. Then they heard a voice through the speakers that were transmitting the scene that they were watching. It was Nobuyuki's voice, but spoken as if deep under water: "This. one. will. lead. us. to. those. we. search. for." It spoke haltingly, as though unfamiliar with speech. Then it spoke again in an unknown language. The screen went black again, then gray. It was over. Nobuyuki had passed out in the mind-scan chair. Tenchi and the others exchanged stunned looks. Washu commanded her bots to return the unconscious man to his room, then slumped back in her chair. "I had no idea." Washu shook her head. "I've *never* seen anything like that. It shouldn't even exist!" "What do you think it is?" Asked Tenchi with tears in his voice. The way his father had given himself up to try and save the others had touched him deeply. "I don't know for sure, but judging from its actions and its effects, I would have to say that it's some kind of parasite, possibly even a symbiotic life form. I'll have to do some tests to be sure." Washu looked at Tenchi. "I'll do whatever I can, but I can't promise that I'll be able to separate the two." Tenchi took a deep, shuddering breath, then nodded. "Just try, please." Ryoko and Ayeka looked at each other, then both got up and led Sasami back to the 'house' part of Washu's lab. The little girl hadn't watched the screen, but had kept her eyes shut tightly the entire time. ++++++++++ They were gathered in the living room after dinner that same night. It had been a simple meal prepared by Washu's bots. No one spoke much. Ryoko challenged Ayeka to a game of chess, more to be doing something then by any desire to play. They decided to play Earth chess, since neither of them had much experience with it and it would be a more even match. Ayeka even managed to get Tenchi to agree to play the winner. He seemed almost grateful for the distraction. Soon, the three were deeply involved in the intricate game. Sasami sat nearby, watching idly, and Washu was off running tests on the blood, hair and skin samples she had taken from the unconscious Nobuyuki. "I think you're in trouble, Ryoko." Tenchi warned. "If you move that piece, she can checkmate you in three moves." Ryoko and Ayeka both looked confused. "You sure about that?" Asked Ryoko. "I don't see it." Ayeka peered closer at the board. She had had the feeling that it was the other way around, but...Ryoko moved the piece anyway, and suddenly Ayeka saw it. The game was quickly finished. Ryoko scowled as Ayeka knocked over her king. Then she smiled. "You're pretty good, Princess." Ryoko had noticed that with the the constant arguing over Tenchi gone, Princess Ayeka turned out to be a likable person. "Looks like you're next, Tenchi." Tenchi was setting the board up for the next game when Ayeka jumped up. "Where's Sasami?!" Sasami had gotten bored about halfway through the game and had wandered off to explore the lab. She was hopelessly lost and nearly in tears. Ryo-Ohki was perched on her shoulder, but didn't know her way around either. Sasami lifted the little creature from her shoulder. "I think we're really lost, Ryo-Ohki." Then an idea came to her. "Hey, can you find Ryoko or Ayeka?" The cabbit miya'd an affirmative. "Great! Go get 'em!" Ryo-Ohki bounded away. It might be a good idea, thought Sasami, but now she was even more alone. She was starting to get scared. What if something happened to her? Who would come and rescue her then? The little girl was began to panic. She was desperately searching for something familiar in the dark when she caught sight of a room just ahead. It had a sliding door just like the ones in the Masaki home, so she rushed towards it. Glad to find something familiar, she pulled open the door. She stopped just before she crossed the threshold. It was the wrong room! She was face to face with Nobuyuki. He grinned wickedly. Sasami turned to run, but the hem of her dress had crossed the one-way barrier. Before she could get away, he had caught hold and jerked her into the room with him. Washu's alarms went off. Something had just crossed the shield of Nobuyuki's room! At the same moment, Tenchi, Ryoko and Ayeka rushed in saying that Sasami was missing. Washu didn't even stop, she just ran to Nobuyuki's room, immediately followed by the others. They reached the open door in time to hear Sasami scream. The same red fluid they had seen in Nobuyuki's memory was already creeping over Sasami's body. She screamed again as it crawled up her neck; then, it reached her face. The little girl slumped to the floor. In a split second, the red fluid was gone, as if it had been absorbed by the child's skin. It had only been a total of ten seconds since Washu's alarms had gone off. Ayeka screamed. "*SASAMIII!*" ------------ Well, there you have part two. I know it's a tad disturbing, but, well, I'm a tad disturbed! hehehe. Once again, thanks to my proofreaders John and Samm for technical advice and encouragement. John, log off and start your own story, dammit! Anyway, PLEASE send C&C to Celtic_Wolf@excite.com . I'd just like to know if people read it! Thanks for reading! -Cori Jordan