Disclaimer- All original characters and previous events in the world of Tenchi Muyo are not mine. They are the property of AIC and Pioneer. The following story and any new characters are mine and mine alone. This story has been written because I love this series and felt that if Pioneer is not going to be prompt with a 3rd OAV then I might as well throw my hat in the ring. This story is just for fun, and I hope that anyone who reads this enjoys it. The following events will take place in the OAV timeline and one year after MNE. Well that's all for my opening rant. I hope you enjoy the show. Tenchi Muyo!- Will of the Goddesses "No Need To Stay Home" The morning brought no real comfort for Tenchi. His worries of the previous night were still prevalent in his mind. He rolled out of bed and walked to the bathroom. He showered in silence and dressed in his working clothes the same way. He absently tucked Tenchi-ken into his belt and went down stairs. Ryoko's perch was empty, so Tenchi assumed she was still under the care of Washu. Mihoshi was sitting on the couch watching some sort of alien cartoon and laughing hysterically. Tenchi entered the kitchen and found Ayeka wearing a blue and white kimono and sipping a cup of tea. Kiyone was standing in front of the stove in a pair of gray sweat pants and a yellow T-shirt. Whatever she was cooking smelled good, but Tenchi wasn't feeling very hungry at the moment. "Good morning," he said half heartily. "Good morning, Lord Tenchi," replied Ayeka. "Hey, Tenchi," said Kiyone over her shoulder. Tenchi sat down across from Ayeka and poured himself some tea. He just sat there holding the teacup. "How's Sasami this morning?" he asked finally. Ayeka took another sip of tea before speaking. "She's fine now. She had another nightmare, though." Tenchi nodded. He knew very well what one of Sasami's nightmares meant. "What did she say about it?" "I think I should wait to explain it until everyone else is present," she said simply. "I guess your right," he conceded. It would be better to have everyone's input all at once. They sat in silence while Kiyone finished cooking breakfast and set it on the table. With the smell of food in the air, Mihoshi eventually wandered into the kitchen. She started eating immediately getting rice and fish all over her orange tank top. Kiyone sat down next to her partner and started to eat as well. She stopped when she noticed that Tenchi had not touched his food. "I know that it's not as good as Sasami's, but come on! It's not like Ryoko cooked it or something." "Hey, I resent that," came the former space pirate's voice from nowhere. She materialized next to Tenchi with a frown on her face. She wore her white and orange dress with purple sleeves that showed plenty of cleavage. "It's not my fault that Ryo-ohki is a lousy taster." A sour sounding meow followed by a hiss came from under the table after her last remark. Ryoko grabbed a carrot and tossed it under the table. "Oh, just be quiet and eat your carrot," she told the cabbit. Despite Ryoko's obvious recovery, Tenchi still did not have much of an appetite. At last Washu entered the kitchen and sat down next to Ayeka. She looked at Ryoko and shook her head. "Didn't I tell you to stay in bed for at least twenty four hours?" Ryoko rolled her eyes. "Make me," she replied. Washu just shook her head again and brushed some lint off of her light green lab dress. Everyone sat at the breakfast table eating silently for the next five minutes. Washu was the first to break the silence. "I think that we need start talking about what happened yesterday." "Where do we start?" asked Kiyone. "Well, all of our information comes from the space fight and the attack at the carnival," said Washu. "First we have to note that both conflicts involved some form of dimensional activity. Now, the important thing about this is that this activity wasn't caused by scientific means." "Humph?" said Mihoshi through a full mouth. Kiyone placed a hand on her forehead. "She means that whoever did it did not use a machine, Mihoshi." The blond ditz swallowed her food. "Oooohhhh." Washu continued. "So that means that my sensors can't really tell us anything. Other than that common factor, these two events have nothing else in common, but I still believe that they are connected. So now we come to the next part of this problem." She looked at Ayeka. "Why don't you tell us about Sasami's dream?" Ayeka nearly spit out her food. She regained control and swallowed. "How did you know?" She soon realized the futility of her question and explained her conversation with Sasami. "She said whoever talked to Tsunami in her dream is after both Sasami and Washu." "That doesn't make much sense," said Kiyone. "No offense, Washu, but who could possibly want both you and Sasami? I mean, I don't see a real connection." "That makes two of us," admitted Washu. All at the table went wide eyed at the little scientist's admission. She gave them a serious look. "Well, it's true. For once I'm as stumped as the rest of you." Tenchi wasn't sure, but his instincts told him that Washu was holding something back. "So what's the plan?" prompted Ryoko. "Are we just going to sit around and wait for this mystery person to attack us again?" She started to rub her left shoulder. "I'd sure like to get my hands on the bastard that sent those lizard things to the carnival," she growled. "What's everybody talking about?" The entire table turned and saw Sasami standing in the kitchen door holding Mayuka in her arms. Her hair was flowing loose down her back, and she was still wearing her dark green morning robe. "Oh, nothing important, Sasami,' said Ayeka quickly. "Why don't you give me Mayuka and serve yourself some breakfast." Sasami came in and handed the baby to Ayeka. With Sasami now in the room, the conversation drifted away from the problem at hand. Ryoko and Ayeka resumed their normal banter over just about anything. Mihoshi was complaining of a stomachache, and Kiyone was scolding her for eating too fast. Still feeling no hunger at all, Tenchi decided to get up and leave. There was someone he needed to talk to. He started for the front hall when Ryoko called out to him. "Where are you going, Tenchi?" He stopped. "I'm just going up to the shrine to talk to Grandpa. I'll be back in a little while." Before she could say anything else, he left. Tenchi laced up his boots and walked out the front door. It was a moderately warm summer day. Tenchi's thoughts were consumed with the situation at hand. Once again there was some mysterious force threatening to destroy everything he held dear. He smiled slightly. Yes, he actually did like the way his life had turned out. In the past, just after he had released Ryoko, he would have given almost anything to just have a normal life without one or more alien women blowing up his house. Now, however, he wouldn't trade his life and his friends for anything. Sometimes Tenchi still winced when another hole would appear in the ceiling, but now he couldn't picture his life without at least one part of the house in disrepair. The walk up to the Shrine was a slow one. Tenchi took his time while he scaled the steps. He wanted to have some semblance of a clear mind when he talked to his grandfather. When he finally arrived at the Shrine, Tenchi just stood in front of the door. He wasn't exactly sure what he wanted to ask his grandfather. "Are you going to stand out there all day, Tenchi? Or are you going to come inside?" came Katsuhito's voice from inside. Tenchi grimaced before opening the sliding door. He was really going to have to figure out how the older Masaki did that. Tenchi entered and saw his grandfather seated at a table drinking a cup of tea. The old man motioned Tenchi to sit. Tenchi removed his shoes and sat down across from him. Katsuhito offered him a cup of tea, but Tenchi shook is head. "So what brings you up here this early, Tenchi? I figured you would delay training for at least another three hours." "Well, Grandpa, some things have happened since last night that I think you should know about," answered Tenchi. For the next ten minutes, he told the old man about the carnival incident and the space battle. Katsuhito merely sat there and drank his tea while he listened. When Tenchi finished, his grandfather nodded. "It seems that we have quite a predicament." Tenchi leaned forward and looked his grandfather in the eyes. "Did you know any of this was going to happen, Grandpa?" The old man placed his cup on the table. "My tree, Funaho, sensed something was coming. It spoke to me in my dreams and warned me to be prepared. I knew that I was not in immediate danger, therefore, the target was one of the others. I had you start carrying Tenchi-ken because I wanted to be sure that you would be ready for the danger when it struck." "Thanks, Grandpa. You always have watched out for me and the others," said Tenchi with a smile. Katsuhito smiled back. The smile faded quickly and was replaced by a grimace of pain. He lurched forward grabbing his chest. "Grandpa!" cried Tenchi. He jumped up and ran to the old man's side. "What's wrong?" His grandfather's face was contorted in pain. "Something terrible...has...just happened," he groaned. _____ Ziasha materialized directly in front of the doors to the Emperor of Jurai's throne room. A Juraian knight stepped between him and the door. "Who are you and what is your business here?" demanded the knight. The dark man looked past the knight at the large ornate door. "I am here to have an audience with his Majesty." "Your name?" asked the knight. "Ziasha Corodune." The knight glanced at a data pad in his hands and shook his head. "I see no name like that here. I'm sorry, but you will have to leave." Ziasha's right hand shot out and grasped the knight by the neck. He easily lifted the man into the air. "I think not." He twitched his wrist and snapped the knight's neck. The corpse dropped to the floor, and Ziasha aimed his right hand at the door. A column of black flame spewed forth exploding the door inward. Ziasha walked through the smoke of the explosion into the throne room of Emperor Azusa Jurai. He was moderately impressed by the throne room itself. Columns made from space trees lined the walls with fine tapestries strung up between them. Juraian knights lined the walls like living statues. Ziasha walked down a red and gold carpet that ran all the way from the door to an elevated dais. At the top of the dais sat Emperor Azusa himself. Flanking him on both sides were his queens Funaho and Misaki. Ziasha stopped in the middle of the chamber and bowed deeply. "Who dares to barge into the throne room of the Emperor of Jurai!?" bellowed Azusa from his throne. Ziasha remained bowed as he spoke. "I am Ziasha Corodune, Emperor Azusa. I bring to you greetings and a message from War, Pestilence, Famine, and Death." He rose and stared at Azusa with his red eyes. Azusa's face was crimson with rage. "You insolent worm!" roared Azusa. "Guards! Take this piece of trash out of my sight and dispose of him!" Ziasha only stood there as two knights approached him. They grabbed each of his arms and started to pull him backwards. "You should have heard me out, Azusa," sneered Ziasha. "You might have avoided the carnage that is about to occur." The dark man phased backward away from the two knights and reappeared a few feet from them. He raised both his hands and released two jets of black fire. The fire struck the knights and turned them to ash. "Guards! Kill him!" screamed an enraged Azusa. Swords raised, Juraian knights rushed Ziasha from all sides. The first knight attacked, and Ziasha caught the man's wrist, pushed the sword away, and took the knight's head off with a blast of flame. Another knight slashed at him from the left. Ziasha sidestepped the sword only to find another blade screaming for his side. He became transparent, and the knight's weapon passed right through him. Ziasha solidified and threw his right elbow at the second knight's face. It crushed the front of the man's skull with a resounding crunch. Ziasha looked back at his first attacker and drove his right hand into the knight's chest. He withdrew the bloody appendage and smiled. Tired of playing with them, Ziasha extended both arms out from his sides and released a wave of black fire from each hand. The remaining knights screamed in pain as they burned. Ziasha lowered his arms and looked up at Azusa. The Juraian ruler was livid. He raised a clenched fist and pointed at Ziasha. "It seems that I will have to deal with you myself, mongrel!" "Be careful, Azusa," warned Funaho. "This man has yet to show all his power." Oh, how right she was. "It does not matter!" roared Azusa. He had given into all his rage. He raised his arms and put his wrists together. "Now feel the wrath of the Jurai Power!!!!" A beam of brilliant blue energy lanced out at Ziasha. The dark man smiled and opened himself to the Light Hawk Wings. _____ Azusa smiled triumphantly as his energy blast hit the infidel. There was too much smoke to see, but the Emperor of Jurai was positive that the worm had been disintegrated. He turned to sit back on his throne, when Misaki's gasp stopped him. "By Tsunami, no," she whispered with fear. Curious, Azusa turned to see what the problem was. He nearly collapsed at the sight before him. Standing where only ash should have been was that man, but it was what was floating in front of the man that made the mighty Emperor want to run in terror. Five dark Light Hawk Wings hovered with power before the evil man. "D....dark Light Hawk Wings?" breathed Azusa. "I...impossible!" The Emperor looked past the Wings and saw five black triangles on the evil man's forehead. "As I said before, Azusa, you should have heard me out first," came his deep, raspy voice. _____ Ziasha raised his arms towards his Wings. They passed back over him, transforming his clothes into Light Hawk Armor. I looked exactly like Tenchi's except that where Tsunami's Knight's Armor was white and blue, the armor of Tokimi's Champion was black and gray. "Are you ready for me, Azusa?" The Emperor reached down and picked up a large broad sword next to his throne. He drew the blade and flew at Ziasha instantly. Tokimi's Champion dodged left and right to avoid Azusa's mighty swings, smiling the whole time. "Stand and fight me, you coward!" roared Azusa. "As you wish," replied Ziasha calmly. There was a flash, and a black bladed Light Hawk Sword appeared just in time to parry Azusa's attack. Azusa slashed repeatedly at the dark warrior, but the black Light Hawk Sword parried each attack easily. The swords crossed, and the two men came face to face. "My turn," hissed Ziasha. He disengaged and charged the Juraian ruler. The dark warrior lunged low, and Azusa moved to parry. At the last second, Ziasha flipped his blade around and batted Azusa's sword away. With lightning speed, Ziasha reached out and grasped the Emperor by the throat. He lifted the mighty Juraian into the air like he was nothing but a small child. Ziasha huffed and tossed Azusa to the ground. The Emperor pushed himself back up and charged again. He came at Ziasha with a downward slash. Tokimi's Champion took a step back and parried the tip of Azusa's sword. There was a flash and another black Light Hawk Sword appeared in Ziasha's left hand. In one swift motion, he brought the second Sword down on Azusa's blade breaking it in half. Azusa cried out and stumbled forward. The two Light Hawk Swords disappeared, and Ziasha took the Juraian by his purple hair. He punched Azusa in the face breaking his nose. Ziasha followed by bringing his right knee up into Azusa's chest twice. He smiled at the sound of cracking ribs. Tokimi's Champion released the Emperor of Jurai, who fell to the floor. Ziasha walked a full circle around the fallen man and kicked him in the head. "Pathetic," he growled. "I expected a bit more of a challenge from the ruler of the Juraian Empire. But alas, I have been disappointed." Ziasha stepped to his left just as Misaki attacked. He reached out and grabbed her right ankle in mid kick. She was swung twice over his head and then thrown into one of the columns. Ziasha smiled as she moaned in pain. "Not a very wise move, Lady Misaki. Not wise at all." He sensed Funaho's attack before it struck. The dark Wings appeared again and absorbed her energy blast. Ziasha converted one Wing into a black ribbon of energy and threw it at the other queen. There was another explosion, and Funaho screamed and collapsed. "I expected something a bit more rational from you, Lady Funaho," said Ziasha to the unconscious queen. With a thought, Ziasha levitated the three royals into the air and grouped them together. He waved his hand and opened a subspace portal. Azusa, Misaki, and Funaho floated into the portal and disappeared. The portal closed, and Ziasha laughed. "D3?" "I am here, Ziasha," echoed the demi-god's voice in his head. "What do you recquire?" "The Juraian royal family has been taken care of," reported the dark warrior. "Release our forces and destroy the Juraian fleet." "I understand," replied D3. _____ D3's ethereal head appeared in space above planet Jurai. His red jewel flashed and numerous dimensional portals opened up behind him. Crews on the Juraian ships orbiting the planet did not even have a chance to activate their Light Hawk Wing shields. Monsters the likes of which had not been seen in several dozen millennia poured out of the dimensional portals. Giant space dragons ripped Juraian battle ships apart with their claws. Swarms of reptilian bat creatures spewed acid that melted the defense ring surrounding the planet. Winged demons of all shapes and sizes wrought destruction upon the surprised fleet. Serpents wrapped themselves around cruisers and squeezed until the tree ships exploded. It only took moments before Tokimi's demon horde had destroyed the better part of the Juraian space fleet. _____ Ziasha was standing in the center of the throne room when D3 contacted him. "Yes, D3?" "Our forces have destroyed over seventy percent of the Juraian fleet," answered the demi-god. "The remaining ships have escaped, but they are scattered. We have won the day." "No, D3," countered Ziasha. "Today's victory belongs to our Lady." He walked up the dais and sat down on the throne. "I now claim Jurai in the name of Her Majesty Lady Tokimi." _____ Tenchi finally relaxed when his grandfather started breathing easy again. He watched the old man nervously. "What happened, Grandpa?" He looked at Tenchi oddly. "Did you not feel that?" The boy shook his head. "Hmm. It must be because you are not truly linked to the space trees of Jurai." Katsuhitp took a shaky sip of tea. "Something horrible has just happened on Jurai." "You ain't just whistlin' Dixie," agreed Ryoko as she appeared before the pair. "What's the matter, Ryoko?" asked Tenchi. She took each of them by the wrist. "You'd better see for yourselves." They teleported back to the living room. Everyone was sitting around the TV looking very distraught. Tenchi helped his grandfather sit on the couch. Ryoko nodded at Washu. "Okay, Washu. Play it back for Tenchi." The scientist nodded in response and tapped a key on her holo laptop. The TV screen flickered and an orange haired news castor appeared. Tenchi recognized this as the Galactic News. The news castor cleared his throat and started to speak. "We here at the Galactic News Network have just received some very disturbing reports. As it appears now, Jurai, the center of the powerful Juraian Empire, has just fallen to a mysterious enemy. The mighty fleet of Juraian space tree ships has been all but destroyed with its remains scattered all over the sector. One by one the colonies of Jurai have begun to fall as well. Estimations show that within twelve galactic hours more than half the Juraian Empire will be in ruins. Galaxy Police have no..." Washu touched another key and the recording stopped. There was silence. Even Mihoshi was in shock. Sasami was clutching onto Ayeka with unshed tears in her eyes. "Ayeka? What's happened to mother, father, and aunt Funaho?" Ayeka patted her on the back. "I'm sure that they are just fine, Sasami," answered the older princess with a confident tone. Tenchi, however, could see the fear and pain in Ayeka's dark pink eyes. "You know it is a trap," said Katsuhito finally. "Of course it is," snapped Washu. "They're using Jurai to try and get to us." "It's not your fault, Little Washu," said Tenchi. "How could we have known they would do something like this?" "Well, ya know what I think we should do," said Ryoko with a feral grin. Her fangs were gleaming. "Pack our bags and go kick some ass." "For once I agree with Ryoko," added Ayeka. Everyone gave the princess dumbfounded looks. "Someone has declared war on Jurai, and as the First Crown Princess of Jurai, it is my duty to see them executed for their crimes." The fear in her eyes had been replaced by pure anger. "By Tsunami, I promise you that." _____ Ziasha sat with his eyes closed on the throne of the Jurai's Emperor. He opened them slowly as D3 appeared in the throne room. "We now control almost half the Juraian Empire. I have taken the liberty of placing powerful demons in charge of various colonies. We have enslaved many of the people and await your instructions on what to do with them." "Make them work, of course," said Ziasha. "We will need to keep producing materials for money and food. After all, what would our Lady do if there was nobody left in this dimension to rule over?" "Agreed," said D3 flatly. "Do you have anything else to report?" asked the dark warrior. "The Galactic media has already taken notice of our presence." D3's jewel flashed. "They must have had corespondents on planet when we attacked. In response to this, the Galaxy Police have mobilized a small fleet to investigate." Ziasha smiled at the demi-god. "Let them enter our space. Once they are in too deep to escape, destroy them all." "Once again, I agree." D3 waited a moment before continuing. "And what do you plan to do about pursuing our Lady's prizes?" "Why I have already set things into motion, my dear D3," gloated Ziasha. "Thanks to the media, they probably already know of our little attack. I am sure that they are already making plans to come to Jurai." "And what if they do not come? Then what will you do?" The dark warrior leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees. "Then perhaps we should give them a little incentive." He waved his right hand and a subspace portal opened. A hooded and robed figure stepped out of the portal and bowed to both Ziasha and D3. "What do you desire, my lords?" it rumbled. "You are to assemble a small force and go to the planet Earth," ordered Ziasha. "Once there, you will attack the Masaki home. You are to try and kidnap the Child, but do not worry if you are unable to do so. Your primary objective is to lure the prey here." The hooded figure bowed again and disappeared. "Teleport them to Earth when they are ready," Ziasha told D3. "It shall be done," replied the demi-god, and he vanished. Ziasha leaned back in the throne and began to laugh hysterically. This was going to be glorious. Not only would he acquire Lady Tokimi's prizes, but he would also have a chance to see Tsunami's boy. And after he had seen the boy, Ziasha would kill him. To be continued... Notes- Let's see, do I have anything to really talk about? I don't think so. I know that some of the fight scenes were pretty violent, but hey Ziasha is a very bad man :P. Well, I hope that whoever is reading this is still enjoying it. If anyone has comments please send them to Roas1@hotmail.com.