Advent Of The Goddess

By

Shasta Musashi

Disclaimer:

I would like to say that not I nor any of the typing monkeys here at "Psychotic Productions INC." own the godly shows that are "Dragonball Z" and "Tenchi Universe", so please don't sue us. What use is a typing monkey in a courtroom, anyway? O_o ;

Authoress's Notes:

New policy. If I don't get at least three reviews on this episode, the next one will be delayed for a month. I want to know how I'm doing here, this being my first DBZ/TU crossover and all, but if you won't take the time to tell me what you think, how am I supposed to know what I'm doing wrong?

Sorry if this seems harsh, but without criticism, how can I improve on my work? Well, anyways, I hope to get a few reviews with this chapter…and I DON'T mean reviews as in "uR wOrK iS sooOOooOOoo Kewl!!!!11111111" Those kind of reviews will be deleted on sight.

Capisce?! Okay, enough of my ranting. On with the show!!

Episode Six: No Need For A Rescue Mission

The Galaxy Storm shot through the endless vastness of space like a bolt of lightning on hyperspeed. An aura of bone white flames surrounded the hull, leaving a white ki trail behind it as Kiyone steered the ship with expert percission, following the co-ordinates on her scanner to a T.

The situation was a dire one at hand. Washu had been kidnapped and Ryoko was no-where to be found, which eventually lead to the conclusion that she must be the culprit…the only question that remained unanswered was "Why?"

"So, what's the game plan?" Goku queried as he adjusted the belt of his orange and blue gi, face fixed with a stern resolve as he peered out of the large cockpit windshield, seeing stars, planets and meteorites zip past at an astonishing speed.

"We each suit up and ready for battle. Myself and Mihoshi will take out the ship's defense mechanism. You, Tenchi and Ayeaka infiltrate the main control centre. If anything goes wrong, I've got your back. Okay.. we're coming in on Dr.Clay's ship now.." Kiyone said, as the police cruiser neared the exterior of a vast white ship fashioned to look like a gigantic white maiden floating through space.

Without heistation, several dozen pulsonic laser cannons emerged from the exterior and began to fire at the Galaxy Storm, red beams of death-spewing lasers shooting without mercy. Luckily, the police cruiser was armed and ready or it would've ment certain doom for the crew..

"Okay! Goku, Tenchi, Ayeaka! I'm gonna take out the defense system. When I give the signal, you're to board the ship and rendevous in the main circuit chamber. Don't do anything untill Mihoshi and I meet up with you."

Goku gave her a thumbs up. Turning to his proteges, they both nodded their heads, bracing themselves as Kiyone let out a war cry and launched a missile on Dr.Clay's defense system, blowing up about half of the laser cannons in the process.

"Okay! This is it! Go, go for the good of the city!" Kiyone yelled.

With a collective nod, Goku, Tenchi and Ayeaka teleported themselves down onto the bridge of the doctor's ship, closely followed by a hysterical Mihoshi, who was running around in a panic, chased by several battle droids.

This gave the gang the window they needed to enter Clay's domain via an air duct. Soon, the trio were standing inside a plastcrete corridor illuminated with neon tubes of flurescent blue.

It was quiet.

TOO quiet.

"This is'nt right.." Tenchi queried in a hushed voice, brows furrowed as he stood in a battle stance, Tenchi-ken raised and ready, amber eyes searching for any sign of danger. Ears pricking up, he glanced down the end of the corridor, where a large titanium door cocealed what was beyond them.

"If my hunch is correct, I believe that the minute we set foot before that door, we shall be bombarded with traps.." Ayeaka whispered, forever regal and queenly. She sighed and adjusted her marroon and black-stripped warrior garb, brows knitted in thought as she pondered on how to over-come this obsticle.

"Wait… even if we do get past the traps, how are we gonna get through the door?" Tenchi queried, tilting his head to the side as he studied the titanium reinforced door. Goku watched as he did so, folding his arms. There was no getting through that in a hurry…but maybe with a well aimed Kamehameha…

An invisable lighjtbulb shone over the raven haired Saiyajin's head. Punching his fist against his palm in excitement, he turned to his team-mates with a determined grin upon his face.

"We'll blast through it."

"WHAT?! Are you nuts?! That's suicide!"

"You shall get us all killed, Son Goku!"

But Goku was confident his plan would work. Stepping before the menacing door, he clasped his hands together, legs apart in a battle stance.

"As soon as I've blasted this door, the traps will deffinately be designated, so be prepared… Kaaaa-"

"W-wait, Goku!" Tenchi yelled, eyes wide with fear.

"-Meeeeeeeee…-"

"Goku!"

"-Haaaameeeeeeee…-"

"Please think of how irrational your plan is!!"

"-HAAAAAAA!!"

With a surge of energy, a gigantic blue orb of pure, raw ki burst forth from Goku's hands and slammed into the titanium door with enough force to blow it off it's hindges. Within seconds, the defense system was upon them, hundreds of security droids springing out from panels in the walls and shooting lasers in every directions. Metal spikes flew through the air towards the trio of aliens, barely evaded in time before a number of smoke bombs were set off around them..

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Struggling against her restraints, Washu tried to break free, to escape the clutches of the evil doctor, but her attempts only resulted in her bindings becoming tighter, piercing into her skin hard enough to draw crimson droplets of blood. She cried out, letting a scream escape her lips as she resisted her primal urge to struggle some more, which would only result in the circulation of her wrists and ankles to be completely severed.

Dr Clay stood over her, smirking down at her, yellowed teeth bared and a maniac glint in his one remaining eye.

"There is no reward in your fruitless struggles, my dear Washu. Protesting will only cause more pain."

"What do you want from me, Clay?! If it's weapons your after, you can forget it! I'm no longer a dealer of arms, so you'd just be wasting your time keeping me here! Now let me GO!" the fiesty red-head yelled, grunting as her restraints pressed hard against her chest, threatening to cut off her air supply.

"If you will not comply, then you will meet the same faith as your beloved daughter.." the albino haired doctor hissed, producing a remote control and pushing a button that caused one of the far walls of the main chamber to open up, revealing a beaten and bruised Ryoko lying naked inside a periwinkle blue glass cell suspended in mid-air and shaped like a dew drop. The demoness was lying on her side, facing towards Washu, her eyes sunken and devoid of the energy and charisma that Washu knew so well.

A feeling of nausea overcame the scientist and it took most of her self control not to vomit. Emerald eyes blazing with fury, she glared daggers at Dr.Clay, feeling anger surge through her body, making her very blood boil.

"Clay…. What have you done to her..?!" she half screamed, her hands clenching into fists beneath the metal shackles that bound her to the table.

The doctor laughed maniacly and strod over to where Ryoko lay. As soon as she caught sight of him, the frightened demoness scuttled to the back of her cell, eyes wide with fear as she curled into a ball, quivering with terror. This was not the Ryoko Washu knew… this was not the real demoness……the real Ryoko would never act so cowardly before her….

"Oh, Ryoko and I have been having quite a good time up here while we waited for your arrival.." he turned to eye the demoness hungrily, licking his lips.

"Yes.. a VERY good time indeed..!"

"You're despicable.." Washu spat, eyes glazed with the tears of fury. The evil doctor meerly laughed and pushed the button on the remote once more, sending Ryoko into the dark void beyond the far wall.

"Sticks and stones, my dear, sticks and stones. Now then, shall we dicuss my reason for having brought you here?"

"I know your goddamned reason! You want me to build you a weapon to use against humanity in your relentless quest to destroy the universe, am I right?!" Washu yelled, looking murderous as her skin flushed red with anger. Dr.Clay laughed scathingly and stroked a finger against her cheek, causing her to squirm in a bid to escape from his touch.

"You catch on quick, my dear. If you know that is my reason for bringing you here, than you surely must know that I won't heisitate to kill both you and Ryo-"

"SIR!" Zero's voice interupted the din, startling both. Whirling around on his heals, the evil doctor shot the heavily diguised demoness-come-robot an icy glare.

"What is it, Zero?"

The warning sirens quickly answered that question. Red lights flashed on and off around the main chamber, indicating the bretch in security. With a growl, Dr. Clay pushed two buttons on his remote, causing Washu to be freed from the bonds and placed in a similar cell to the one that held Ryoko, if it were not for the pink colour. Several chains wrapped around her stinging ankles and wrists and although she could now move around, she was still effectively restrained.

Zero on the other hand, let out a scream of agony as electricity surged through her circuits, her programing switching to security over-ride mode. Gasping, she turned towards the adimantium steel door that lay between her and the intruders. How they evaded the traps, she was'nt sure. But right now, Zero's only objective was to destroy anyone who stood in the way of her master's plans….

KER-BOOM!

The door was blown off it's hindges and a cloud of smoke curled up from the doorframe, obsuring the intruders from view.

"Washu-chan!!" a male voice yelled through the shield of smoke, reverberating around the stone walls of the main chamber. Soon, the smoke had cleared and Dr. Clay could immidiately look upon the intruders in his wake.

One man with a bad hairdo, one naive teenager and one former princess of the Jurai royal family.

Yes…this could get interesting…

Upon hearing her name being called, the pink haired scientist jumped up and began hammering at the glass of her holding cell with her fists, an action that little to no effect. With a growl, she picked up a loop of chain and swung it hard at the glass wall before her. Result! The smooth pink transparency shattered in an instant, leaving a ring of sharp debris around a hole just big enough for Washu to squeese through if she sucked in her stomach.

Throwing caution to the wind, she scrambled through the hole, hissing in pain as the jagged glass pierced her naked abdomen, letting droplets of crimson blood stain the pearly white plascrete floor. But that was only the start of her worries. Although her chains allowed fro some movement, she was still bound by them, the ends bolted firmly to the bottom of the cell with no hope of being removed in a hurry.

Scanning her surroundings franticly, her emerald eyes fell upon Goku and the others, now joined by Mihoshi and Kiyone who were busy taking out the last of the remaining security androids. Determinned to be heard over the noise and explosions, Washu took a deep breath and let it out as a shrill scream.

"GOKUUU!!!"

In seconds, the raven haired Saiyajin was before her. "Lady Washu-OH! I beg your pardon!" he gasped, immidiatly clamping a hand over his eyes, face flushed red as he caught sight of the naked scientist. Peeved, Washu adjusted her hair to conceal her modesty and pinched his arm roughly.

"This is no time for modesty! If I know Dr.Clay-and believe me, Goku I do- he's installed a self-destruct mechanism on this ship. We have to rescue Ryoko and stop him before he gets a chance to use it!" she yelled as Goku yelped in alarm.

Peering through his fingers, he nodded and turned his back to her, untying the belt keeping the kimono-like orange over-shirt of his gi closed and pulling it off, passing it to her without eye contact.

"Uhhh… o-okay then.. take my shirt. You would'nt want to be running around naked.. eh-heh.."

Rolling her eyes, Washu pulled on the over-shirt, finding that it was more than big enough to accommodate her lithe frame, the hem just reaching her knees. Tearing off a strip of the orangfe fabric, she wound it around her waist like a belt before narrowly avoiding being hit by a large gold ki beam.

"GYAH! What the hell!!"

"Hold still.. I'm tryna blast through these chains.." Goku said, still peering through his fingers. With a growl, the pink haired young woman pulled his hand away from his face and glared harshly into his chocolate brown eyes.

"WELL NEXT TIME, WARN ME BEFORE YOU GO SHOOTING ENERGY BEAMS AROUND ME!!"

A loud, floor-shaking explosion caused them both to jump in alarm. Whirling around in the direction of the blast, the duo caught sight of Ayeaka steadily maintaining power over a vast purple forcefield incasing Zero, who was screaming profanitys and trying fruitless to blast her way out.

"Tench-iiiii! I can't hold her for much longeeeerrrrr!!" Ayeaka wailed, her power wanning. Seizing her window of opportunity, Zero focused all her energy into a large red beam, using enough sheer force to shatter the princess's force field and have her slam hard into a far wall.

"AYEAKA!" Tenchi yelled over the noise, running towards her, face fixed with anguish as the purple haired Juraian slid down the wall, knocked unconcious with a steady stream of blood trickling from her forehead.

"Tenchi! Don't let your guard down-!" Washu yelled, just before several balls of orangy-red ki exploded before her, blinding her with a brillient flash of light.

She found herself being thrown backwards by the force, slamming hard into Goku and falling backwards into him, both hitting the floor hard.

"Oooff!" Goku grunted under the weight of the scientist on top of him. She may be tiny, but what she lacked in size, she mad up for in body strenght. Getting to her feet, Washu growled and cupped her palms together, letting a ball of neon pink energy swirl from within her. Leaning back, she crouched down and threw the orb, aiming it at Zero's legs and catching her off guard.

With a shriek of alarm, the android fell to the floor with a loud thud, eyes wide with shock.

"Dr.Clay! He's getting away!" Kiyone yelled from where she was kneeling beside Mihoshi, who had apparently passed out from hysteria. Without heisitation, Goku was on the albino haired monster's trail, stopping in his tracks as he tried to reach the switch on the wall that would inverably trigger the self destruct mechanism.

"Get OUT of my way, you fool!" Clay yelled, trying to push the raven haired Saiyajin aside, but Goku was built like a ton of bricks. It was going to take more than that to defeat him. Grabbing the back of the doctor's robes, he flew high up towards the ceiling, letting Dr.Clay dangle by his robes, screaming in shock and trying hard to fix his robes as his skid-mark lined underwear was exposed to the world.

"AAAAAGHH!! WH-What is the meaning of this?!" he screamed, eyes bulging in fright as he struggled with his robs.

"If you promise to behave, I'll set you down!" Goku yelled over the racket the doctor was making. Struggling wildly, Dr.Clay managed to find his remote and wasted no time in setting off the floodlights, temporarily stunning the raven haired Saiyajin enough to for him to drop the albino haired tyrant.

Screaming all the way to the floor, he landed with a sharp thud on top of Zero, which in turn knocked her out cold, before springing to his feet and running up the steps towards the self destruction button set in the wall, making a diving lundge and trigging the mechanism, causing the ship to lurch and creak sinesterly.

"Hasta la vista! Mwahahahaha!"

Fzzzaaaap!

Dr.Clay was caught off-guard at the sound of ki energy surging to a crescendo, emitting from the true Ryoko, who now stood before the evil doctor, naked form half hidden in the shows, an orange ki sword gripped firmly in her hand.

"Ryoko-chan!" Washu gasped, moving towards her daughter only to be urged to stay back by the demoness putting up a hand.

"No. This is between me….these walls…and this good for nothing, sonofabitch rapist here….Go. You don't have much time. I'll take care of Clay. You guys get back to the ship." Ryoko's words were spoken softly and calmly, devoid of emotion and cold as the grave. She never once looked at her mother, her honey-coloured eyes fixed on nothing but the man..the evil tyrant before her.

"Ryoko, you're coming with us! I am NOT leaving you behind! I already lost one child-" Washu screamed, only to be silenced by the demoness as she powered up her energy a little more, making a low whirring sound, a gust of wind billowing through the room.

"Do not cry for me, Washu…for I am already dead."

Pain stabbed at Washu's heart when she heard those words. She knew that Ryoko had been raped, but not of the chance it had brought about in her. Her fire was gone now, extinguished… replaced by an icy wind that swirled within the shell of the woman the cyan-haired demoness used to be.

She'd met a faith worse than death…her body was robbed of it's dignity and pride…. And to Ryoko, that ment more to her than anything else in the universe.

As the ship began to break apart at the seems, and the gang of warriors ran out towards the Galaxy Storm, Washu struggled in Goku's arms, watching helplessly as her only daughter was stolen from her before her very eyes.

Just before the ship exploded, Washu saw it.

A tiny glint of Ryoko within the empthy amber eyes.

….Ryoko's last smile.

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It was nighfall by the time the crew of The Galaxy Storm arrived home, heads bowed in silent prayer as they mourned for Ryoko. Tenchi was the one to break the news to Sasami, his father and Grampa Kasuhito. It was torture, reliving the brave warrioress's final moments…the last straw came when Sasami burst into tears, the salted drops of water melding with those of Ryo-ohki as she held the cabbit close for comfort.

Out of everyone in the household, no-one was more grief stricken than Washu..yet, alarmingly, she was the one most calmest at the recounting of Ryoko's death.

She shed not one tear before the eyes of the others, nor did her shoulders heave with supressed sobs. As soon as the tragic story ended, she got up without a word and retired to the cuboard under the stairs that served as her laboritory and home, her face drained of all colour.

Concerned, Goku followed her. She did not turn him away. Sitting down on her spacious futon bed, still wearing the ragged gi shirt that once belonged to Goku, the sorrowful scientist bowed her head and pulled her knees to her chest, folding her arms upon them and burying her head in her wrists.

It was then, this moment, that she let her tears flow. Her shoulders heaved as soft, heartbroken sobs wracked her body, sniffling occasionally. With a mournful sigh, Goku wrapped his arms around her in a tight-but-gentle embrace, holding her close and racking her untill the tears dried up and she could no longer cry a river.

"Ryoko……I..I did'nt know here as long as you…but….but her character…her warmth will never leave me…..she was a brave woman. She raised her well, Washu-chan….and..I'm sorry you had to loose her tonight.."the raven haired Saiyajin whispered softly, stroking delicate strands of silky pink hair. Closing his eyes, her held her even tighter as she whimpered, his face lost in an endless sea of magenta, smelling faintly of apple-scented shampoo.

He wanted to ease her pain..to kiss away the sorrow she felt…to comfort her in her darkest hour..

A sudden sensation of flesh upon flesh startled Goku from his thoughts. Raising his head, he found that Washu's hands had snaked their way under his blue t-shirt and rested softly against his chest. Her eyes, glazed with tears, stared blearily up at him, silently begging for invitation.

Goku gently grasped her wrists, holding her at arms length. "Don't……you're feeling vulnerable…….it'd be as though I'm taking advantage.." he whispered. Washu's fingers slowly traced circles on the smooth muscles of his chest, a small action that made the burly Saiyajin purr in delight in spite of himself.

"Please……. I want to…to feel safe.." she croaked, voice hoarse with her tears; "…I know you can protect me… you helped me back on the ship…Goku…I feel….I feel safe when I'm around you…loved…please?" her voice was tiny and near child-like, her eyes pleading with him as though she was a puppy begging her master for a treat.

Goku looked at her for a moment, chocolate brown eyes met with emerald green.

Eyes he could drown in.

"As long as it's what YOU want.." he whispered. Washu nodded, her eyes telling him what he needed to know. Gradually, the gap between their lips was filled, the velvety folds of flesh finally meeting. The kiss was long and sweet, passionate and deep. Curiously, Goku opened his mouth slighty between the kiss as he felt her tongue lap at his bottom lip.

Upon his invitation, Washu gladly accepted and slid her tongue into his mouth, letting the distent tastes of chocolate and candy flood her own. She was vaguely aware of Goku's hands wrapped around her waist, slowly undoing the knot in the strip of orange fabric that served as a belt. With a sharp tug, the thin rag met the floor, allowing for the raven haired Saiyajin to open the folds of the orange shirt and reveal the delicate, pale fleash within..

"You're hurt.." Goku whispered, pausing in between kisses to peer at the strip of dried blood on her abdomen, arranged in a rough zig-zag pattern that ended just before the base of her spine. Breathing in sharply, the pink haired woman turned from his gaze.

"It's.. just a scratch… I'll be okay, Goku….."

Heistating, he studied her for a moment, taking in the sight of her now naked form….a slender, swan-like neck preluded broad but not stocky shoulders. Trailing his eyes down, he was met with a pair of small but very beautiful breasts, just big enough to fill his hands… past the ring of dried blood was a toned navel…a tiny, groomed path of curls a darker shade of pink to the rest of her hair….slender legs….cute little toes..

She was beautiful.

Realizing he was still fully dressed, Goku haistily gripped the hem of his shirt and tugged it over his head, tossing it to the floor and revealing years worth of faded war scars upon the sculpted bronze of his chest. Trailing her fingers down to the drawstring of his gi pants, Washu studied every curve, every bump, every muscle she was met with. Never before had she seen such a…an Adonis of a man. He reeked of raw power, the type of man who would'nt heistiate to snap her neck in two…. But Goku would never harm a fly. He showed mercy to all, even those most evil of nature.

She loved that about him…. He was so intimidating.. but so gentle. Strong, yet soft and cuddly. Leaning forward, she slowly helped him ease out of his pants and though initially supprised, was pleased to find he did'nt wear a thread of underwear. Eyes roaming over the smooth tanned flesh, her mouth involentarily filled with saliva in spite of the hoarse prickling of her vocal cords. Placing her hands on his chest, she moved towards him and kissed the sensitive nook of flesh between his neck and collorbone, letting a soft gasp escape Goku's lips as she did so.

Already, she could see he was getting turned on. It was painfully obvious to her. But not yet… both of them knew foreplay came first. In response to her kiss, Goku stroked her sides with the tips of his figners, barely grazing her and gently pushing her back against the futon so she was beneath him.

She felt warm and tingly against his hands, her skin broke out in goosebumps as he continued to stroke her sides, moving up to cup under her breasts. Leaning down, he kissed each nipple delicately, hearing her heart beat rapidly in her chest as his actions made her gasp with lust.

Unable to bare his blissful torture any longer, she pulled him towards her and kissed his neck feverishly, skin flushed pink with passion and complimenting her hair nicely. Goku groaned, trembling slightly as he felt her warmth brush against him. Looking her in the eye as though asking permission, he waited for her respond, unsure of wheither or not he should go ahead. Washu looked at him with a small smile on her face, pained as it may be, but one that signalled for him to continue.

Resting his weight on his arms, Goku adjusted himself so that he was'nt crushing her and slowly, gently he eased into her. A soft gasp escaped the scientist's lips, her walls clenching pleasurably around him. "Unmm.." he groaned, pressing his lips to hers as he began to thrust, his hands tangled in her hair, feeling her hips rock in time with his.

"Ohh….Mmmmm….Goku-san..!" Washu gasped, her voice nothing but a whisper. Closing her eyes, she lost herself in the pleasure she was experiencing, momentarily forgetting her grief… but still, her chest hurt from crying so hard and it ached dully over the little area where her eart was located. Sighing softly, she wrapped her arms around Goku, holding him close to her as he thrusted, his pace quickening.

"Washu-chan…I….I….!" Goku breathed hoarsely into her ear, trying hard to get the words out, but instead only hearing gasps of rapture escape his lips. He wanted to tell her he loved her…that he had loved her since the day he first laid eyes on her…but he could'nt. The passion was overwelming, like a tidal wave that kept pulling him under when he tried to break the surface for air.

He loved Washu dearly and perhaps she loved him back, maybe not in the same way, but certainly enough to allow him to express it physically..

With a low, throaty groan, Goku felt his release build up inside of him. Clenching his buttocks, he tried hard to delay it, to prolong the pleasurably sensations he was experiencing…feelings he had'nt felt in more than thirtheen years of a dead marriage….no….don't think about that….ohh…

"G-Goku..!! GOKU..!!!" Washu's frantic gasping alerted him to his senses. Fists clenching the bed sheets, they climaxed together, Goku spilling his seed deep inside of her as her own juices ran in a tiny stream down her inner thigh, leaving a small mark on the otherwise crisp white sheets.

Exhausted, Goku collasped on top of her, her breasts serving as a pillow as sleep instantly over came him, making his body calm and grow steady, mind lost in a dreamless slumber.

Washu stayed awake for a little longer, her fingers stroking the silky locks of raven black belonging to the man on top of her, her eyes gazing up at the ceiling, which was programmed to resemble the sky outside.. a blackened canvas adored with sparkling diamonds of stars, burning bright.

A single shooting star spead by and upon it, Washu made a wish.

"I wish for someone…to ease my pain…to dry away the tears of lonliness when Goku goes away.."

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END EPISODE 6

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