AN UNUSUAL DAY AT THE MASAKI RESIDENCE by Patrick K. Maurer (9-1-98) A TENCHI MUYO, GUYVER, AND TEKNOMAN XOVER FANFIC DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS AND ARE BEING USED WITHOUT PERMISSION IN A NON-PROFIT MANER. FOR THOSE WHO CARE THIS FIC TAKES PLACE NEAR THE END OF THE FIRST AND ONLY SEASON OF TEKNOMAN IN THE U.S. AND BETWEEN EP. 6-7 OF BOTH GUYVER AND TENCHI OVA PRELUDE A LOOOOOOOOOOONNNG TIME AGO IN A GALAXY FAAAARR, FAR AWAY "Uh, professor we're ready to start." Washu snapped back into consciousness at the sound of her students' voice. "Thank you Kagato," she said rubbing her eyes. It took a few minutes for her overworked eyes to adjust to the room's dim lighting and focus on the glowing 3-D displays. Once she was sure all the information being shown was accurate, she looks up at the wall sized view screen. Displayed on the screen was the empty vacuum of space. Well almost empty, with tiny shinning dots light-years away. Considerably closer was a light gray sleek diamond shaped spacecraft. <432 feet in length, 526 feet wide, and 340 feet high.> she thought, recalling every detail of the ship that she had built. Tapping a few buttons on the counsel the image split to show the crafts Main Engine Room. Kagato watched in fascination as the large clear cylindrical object in the center of the engine room filled with blue fluid. Once filled rings of electricity could be seen flowing up the inside of it. The rings moved slowly at first, but their speed increased as the ships reactor began to cycle up power. Washu looked down on one of the 3-D displays in front of her, "Kagato, check the primary reactor readings." "Yes Prof..." He was cut off when the displays in font of him overloaded. The resulting explosion caused both scientists out for a few seconds. When he came to Kagato first noticed Washu's look of complete disbelief, then the reason for her shock. The prototype spacecraft was gone. On the outside Kagato looked as amazed as his teacher, but beneath the facade he was reveling in his success at fooling the galaxies greatest scientist. he thought. Chapter 1 Confusion Year 2099 Since the invasion began most of the systems in the Orbital Space Ring had been shut down, with the exception of life support, scanning systems, and weaponry, so they could support the Venomoid systems that had been installed. This made movement from deck to deck somewhat difficult, because the armored blast doors were permanently locked shut. Fortunately for the three Teknomen Ax, Rapier, and Saber who was in human form, this proved to be only a minor inconvenience. "So where are we going?" asked Ax, as another door was sliced open with his large battle-ax. "Airlock B-6," Saber replied. Falling into place behind their leader Ax, and Rapier simultaneously asked, "Why?" "Thirty-five minutes ago, a craft of unknown origin appeared in high orbit around Neptune, it maintained orbit for a few minutes then headed here. When we tried to investigate the ship, we were repelled by a very powerful energy field. It is currently in the process of dock with this station." both Ax and Rapier thought as they continued down the corridor. Passing by a window Ax and Rapier got their first look at the alien spaceship. It was light gray in color and had a streamlined diamond shape and appeared to be over 400 feet in length, 500 feet wide, and about 300 feet high. Interestingly the ship had no visible propulsion system, doors, or even view ports, to the naked eye the ship appeared to have a perfectly smooth and seamless surface. The only exception was a tube-like structure, about 20 feet in diameter extending from the side of the ship to airlock B-6. "Come on," Saber growled, bringing the two Teknomen out of their awe inspired trance. "We're almost there." Upon entering the airlock they noticed that the inside of the tube it had normal gravity, and although it was well lit there were no visible light sources. The interior also had the perfectly smooth light gray surface of the ships' exterior. It took only a few minutes of wandering about the ship to tell it was fully automated, and completely deserted. Doors slid open when they got close without even a hiss. Each corridor looked identical, well lit, comfortable temperature, and large enough to accommodate two eight foot tall Teknomen and an average sized human easily. The only difference between the corridors was length. "Who could've built such a vessel?" Ax wondered aloud. "A better question would be, 'Who would leave such a ship to drift through space?'" Lance said. "I don't think the ship's been away from its' home for very long. The air's fresh, there's no sign of dust anywhere or a cleaning crew." Saber responded. Saber was getting edgy, most of the doors led to other hallways, a few led to large storage rooms and one looked like an empty broom closet. Ten more minutes passed under the same monotonous conditions, until they found themselves approaching a door larger than all the rest they had passed through. Instead of opening silently like the rest, a single sentence, in English materialized on it. 'PRIMARY ENGINE CONTROL ROOM PROCEDE WITH CAUTION' The three of them stood there for a minute, trying to figure out what they were looking at. Finely they came to the conclusion that this sign was in English, and beyond the door was a control room for the ships engine system. As the door slid closed behind them, they found themselves in a large circular chamber, with only one other door. In the very center of the room was a tall clear cylinder filled with dark blue fluid, running from the floor to presumably the ceiling which was too high up for any of them to see. Several computer stations were scattered around the rooms' perimeter. Each had a rather odd screensaver scrolling across the monitors. In what appeared to be numerous languages, most they didn't recognize, was a single sentence, 'Washu is the greatest scientist in the galaxy.' Above this message was a digital clock face with 00:00 flashing endlessly in red. "This can't get any stranger," Ax murmured. The present The above mentioned scientist was watching an old digital recording of one of her less successful endeavors. On screen she watched herself, and her now dead former student Kagato, run the first and only test on the Sonja prototype's engine system. The system was of an experimental design that in theory was faster than hyperspace, unfortunately it was extreamly power inefficient, and was completely unreliable. Wahsu had spent over a year working on the design, perfecting it, until it was flawless. It was one of the few times in her life she had been wrong, it was a something she down right loathed. After being freed from Kagato's imprisonment, she could examine the data from the one perspective she had overlooked, sabotage. --CRASH-- Washu spun around in her chair to see their resident GP officer Mihoshi sitting next to an overturned table, in a collection of shattered glass equipment and a meal Sasami had brought her the previous evening. The Detective first class looked rather pitiful covered in salad, and orange juice. "Just how did you manage to get in here?" the super genius asked. "Well Ayeka, Ryoko, Sasami, and I were gonna go shoping, but I couldn't find my other shoe, so I went to look for it and..." Washu sighed as Mihoshi babbled on. "... and so I... hey that's Kagato isn't it?" Mihosi asked, pointing at the computer monitor. "Yes, when he was still my student." Peering over the shoulder of the greatest scientific mind in the universe Mihoshi asked, "So what were you doing?" "Well at the time I was working on the Sonja's prototype, using an experimental engine system that would make the ship faster than any other by creating a stable wormhole that leads to a subdimension. Apparently Kagato didn't like the design and sabotaged my first test of the ships main drive." More than a little confused Mihoshi asked, "But don't you do that subdimension thing all the time, what was so important about that one?" "Oh, creating them on a small scale's easy. But making one large enough to accommodate a starship is a little tricky and the dimension has to be made just right to allow for convenient travel." "I had just finished plotting the dimension and feeding the data to the ships computer but Kagato rigged the ships engines to go active early. The sudden energy surge from the engines shorted out all the computer systems, by the time I got them back on line the ship was long gone. Apparently he also disabled the auto cut-off timer I had set up to bring the ship back in case something like this happened." "So where's the ship now?" "Whadd'ya mean 'Where's the ship now!" Washu yelled. "Weren't you listening to what I said, it's trapped in some subdimension somewhere, if it's still even in one piece." "If what's still in one piece?" "SONJA'S PROTOTYPE, YOU EMPTY-HEADED IGNORAMUSE!" Washu yelled, the 56 hours she had gone with barely any food or sleep were chatching up to her. "HOW, WHY, THAT SHIP WAS PERFECT I NEVER TOLD KAGATO ABOUT ALL THE FAILSAFES I HAD IN PLACE. HE COULDN'T HAVE DISABLED THEM WITHOUT ME FINDING OUT. IT SHOULD'VE COME OUT OF THAT DAMED BLACK HOLE WHEN THE TIMER RAN DOWN TO ZERO..." Washu's rant continued. "But don't black holes distort time and space?" Mihoshi asked meekly. The genius stoped in mid-rant as she herd what Mihoshi said, and everything came together in her mind. Slowly she turned around, facing a Galaxy Police officer on the brink off tears. "Ohkay, who are you and what've you done with Mihoshi?" Washu asked, her voice thickly layered with sarcasm. "But Miss Washu I am Mihoshi," wipping bits of salad out of her platinum blonde hair. Turning back to the computer screen, running a hand through her main of spikey red hair. "One of these days I'll do a full spectrum search for your I.Q." Her fingers flew across the translucent keyboard, a cat-like grin formed on her face. her thoughts broke off as she finnished the computations and hit the enter key. Immediately the computer responded with the results she hoped for. Mihoshi stared in awe at the coordinates which glowed on the 2-D screen. "Well whadd'ya know," Washu said. "The ship reappeared in this solar system a hundred years from now." "But Miss. Washu, even if it will reappear in this solar system it won't be for a hundred years so what good does that do?" "It already has appeared, and has apparently come to a stop in a high orbit around Earth." "But..." not comprehending. "Look if I sat hear and explained all the details in terms one such as you could understand we'd be hear for the next century making it completely not worth my time." Then under her breath, "Of course that's a conservative estimate." Eagerly she focused on the computer screen, working on a way to retreive her lost ship. "Just promise me that this'll be the last time ohkay Tetsuro," Sho said. Tetsuro lookes away from the bus window, and the mid-morning countryside, rapidly passing by. "What?" "For the past week and a half you've been dragging Mizuki and me to all these weird sites that supposedly had something to do with the pre-Chronos zoanoids Gyuo mentioned. But sofar we've come up with nothing usefull." "We'll what else do you want to do?" Tetsuro asked. "Repairs on the school wont be completed for another week and..." "Yah, I know but there's something I need to tell you, just promise you wont tell Mizuki." Tetsuro looked at his friend, rather woried adout what Sho would say next. Ever since the school was attacked Sho had been pushing himself trying to protect his friends around the clock. Not to mention trying to discover what weapons the guyver posessed that he didn't yet know about. The stress of the last few weeks had started to take its toll. "I promise I will not tell my sister, alright." Sho leaned back in his seat, taking a slow, deep breath. He let his eyes setle on the back of Mizuki's head three rows away. She was talking to the girl next to her, so she most likely wouldn't hear a word of Sho and her brother's conversation. Sho kept his voice down just to be sure. "When the Hyper-Zoanoid Team 5 kidnapped you and Mizuki there was a meeting of the student council. The only reason I attended was because I wanted to ask Agito about the attack, I was hopping that somehow Chronos hadn't brainwashed everyone I knew. After the meeting, when I asked him about it, is when he told me he was one of them, a member of Chronos. He also gave me a pretty good idea of how big the Chronos Corporation really is." "Are you sure he wasn't just bulls***ing you?" "Absolutly, they may be reelling a bit from the loss of their Japan branch but they wont stay that way for much longer." Sho paused for a moment. "I think the best thing for me to do would be to take them on more directly, but with Agito gone I'm the one who can stop Chronos. The only way I can see myself protecting you and Mizuki while at the same time fighting Chronos is if I leave Japan." Tetsuro was shocked, "You're serious?" Sho nodded. As the bus continued it's rout both friends sat in silence. Eventualy Sho fell asleep. Sho felt incredibly tired, his legs were stiff from the bus ride, and his conversation with Tetsuro did nothing to lighten the dismal mood that surrounded him constantly as of late. With his hands stuffed deep into his coat pokets, Sho trailed behind Mizuki and Tetsuro as they walked along the stone path leading to the Masaki shrine. Mizuki looked back to see Sho staring at his feet, as he lagged behind. Recently her friends mood was unusually dark, as if to emphasize his depression it began to rain a light drizzle. Sandaled feet sinking into the now soft earth, raindrops matting his thick grey hair, Katsuhito Masaki slowly went through his morning ritual of kendo exercises. The razor sharp bokken in his hands cut through the air, whistling, with each swing of his arms. His movements were swift and gracefull, from a lifetime of practice. Soon he ended the kata, earlier than normal to prepare for the visitors he would be having. A high school student from another district had called the other day asking for a small tour for him and a few others. The boy had been polite enough in his request but something didn't seem right in his story of trying to learn about the shrines unusual past for a history report. Maybe it was just his imagination, but in the months since letting his grandson into the Masaki shrine's inner chambers and accidentily freeing Ryoko from her imprisonment, things have been quite hecktic. That and the past few weeks were remarkably tame, Katsuhito hoped it wasn't mearly a lull before the storm. The future All around them the ship began to shudder as the main engines came back on-line. "What the hell?" Saber muttered. In the center of the chamber, the blue fluid inside the cylinder began to churn, swirling around with rapidly increasing speed. Rings of blue-white electricity circled the cylinder's exterior. Not wanting to stay around, the three teknomen sprinted for the door. When it refused to open as it had before, Ax raised his weapon above his head and brought it down with inhumane force. The ax blade left no visible mark on the door. While his companion's tried to pound the door open, Saber began tooling around with the control panle. Both endevors ended in failure. "I think we're stuck," Rapier commented. The past "Yes, I've got it!" Washu cheered triumphantly. "Now all I need to is enter the final commands into my computer and I'll have my ship back within fifteen minutes." Upon hitting the enter key a digital clock display appeared in the upper corner of the computer screen. Starting at five minutes and counting down to zero. "Sho is something wrong?" Mizuki asked. Sho lifted his head away from the ground to look at her. She was very beautiful, but also very concerned. "Uh, yes. I just haven't been sleeping well latly." He hated himself for lying, even more because he had a feeling she saw right through it. "Good morning," a smiling old man said. He was sitting on a treestump where just a second ago the trio could swear nobody had been a few seconds earlier. "Hello I'm..." Tetsuro began. The old man raised his hand signaling him to stop. "Thankyou but introductions can wait a little while I think. Now please follow me." Katsuhito led them on the path towards the shrine. Roughly half way there a massive ship materialized in the sky above the small structure that was Kasuhito's office. The diamond shaped craft hung there over thirty feet in the air. Maintaining his usual calm exterior Katsuhito turned to the three teenagers, who were visibly shocked by the sudden appearance of a spaceship. "I think it would be best for you three to head for the trees, there's something I need to get." Once the three kids were well on there way he began running towards the house. He had a feeling a certain super genius was at least partialy responsible for this latest occurrence. Leaning back in her chair Washu began to pale visibly, as she stared at her monitors. "Who're those three?" Mihoshi asked, pointing at the monitor. "Teknomen," Washu answered. "Are they good or bad?" "Prey that they're good." "But what do we do if they aren't?" Washu didn't respond for a minute. "The best we can." she said solemnly. END CHAPTER ONE Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed the first part of this fic. The conclusion will be out as soon as humanly possible. e-mail me at p_maurer84@hotmail.com with any questions or comments you may have on this fan fic