Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Wormhole lift ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: I don't owe Tenchi Muyo. Tenchi Muyo is the property of Pioneer. Broke Sloane, Gavel and Morhoïk are my own characters, though, and Tiffany one of my friend's. The plot is all mine! Mbwahahaha!!!! I wrote this for my own pleasure and for those who'll enjoy it. I have and will never earn any money from this so don't sue me. That's really not worth to, I tell you.ha, yeah, it contains vulgar language and some violent, maybe somewhat gore scenes. Then if you are under legal age to read such things or simply sensitive, you shouldn't read it and stop now! There, you are warned.







one: Prologue



in the wide space, in a far, far away galaxy, a small vessel was escaping a much larger one that seemed to crush on itself, surrounded by a glow of pure blackness.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT, SHIIITTT!!!!! We ain't gonna do it!!!" If the space void could carry sounds, the imprecation would have been heard at least three parsecs around. Indeed, the small ship was slowing down, irresistibly attracted by the wormhole pulsating behind.

"Main reactors overpowering, speed decreasing at the rate of 46,03 %, shields shutting down, the rear shelter is damaged..." The ship A.I. enumerated for the pilot in the command cockpit.

"Yeah, yeah, tell me somethin' I dunno, ya useless piece of stinking shit!" The former voice replied in sheer anger. The owner of the said voice was a tall young woman with short black hair plastered on her head. Her silver grey eyes with tiny golden sparkles were wild and narrowing as she quickly considered her options. 'A help of the others was unlikely. Their friends were too involved in the battle to rescue her and her little commando, even to pay attention! And they were too far anyway! Well, if we really must die...'

"Stampton, desactivate gravitational securities and initiate hyperdrive, modify previous astrogational coordinates accordingly to our current position, quick!" She ordered the A.I. sharply.

"Mistress Sloane, I strongly advise you to withdraw your orders, the ship is too close from the clashing wormhole. The consequences of a hyperspatial leap in this area are unpredictable and could endanger the integrity of the ship. Besides, as shit is an organic product, it is obvious I can't..."

"DO IT DAMMIT!!! OR IT'S ME WHO'LL ENDANGER YOUR INTEGRITY RIGHT ON YAR DUMBASS!"
the universe disappeard in a blue motion as several impressive explosions blossommed and were swallowed in the black hole...

on an island called Japan...

was a beautiful summer day at the Masaki household. Birds were singing, flowers were spreading their scent and the sun light was playing in the small waves of the circle lake in the middle of the valley.
young boy was harvesting carrots in fields surrouding the residence. A strange little girl with an incredible frame of hair and... fur? was trying to help him, when not distracted by butterflies. The boy smiled and called the little girl. "Come on Ryo-oki, we have enough and it's almost dinner time.'
two of them headed back to the house. The boy was savouring the calmness.'What a quiet day! Washu-chan didn't try to experiment on me.' His grand-pa was to a priets's meeting in Kyoto. Mihoshi didn't provoke any relevant accident, thanks to Kiyone! And even Ayeka and Ryoko didn't destroy the house when arguiing today! The boy had a sudden frown. 'Everything's too calm, something will happen...'
if on cue, he felt the little girl's hand tightening her grasp on his own. She stopped suddenly and looked the sky, mweowing worriedly.

"What is it Ryoh-Okhi?"

board of the Manta Crusader.

had spent only three cycles in hyperspace. Tiffany, thank god, was healing well and should exit the healing pod any time. Gavel, this smartass of Shalooth's paladin, was resting in the crew mess, recovering from his own injuries. Herself had had to be fixed by the meddroïd, four of her ribcages had been broken in the fight against Denkarr'h. 'Fucking asshole! we've been lucky, we're still alive and ya, ya're now cold meat!' She thought for the fifteenth time today, and burst out laughing. to regret it immediately. It had been quite a hit to hurt her like this!

"Arrghh! Report, Stampton, glorghh..."
an A.I. could sweatdrop, it would have! "Shields and weapons disabled, sensors at 17%, hyperdrive disabled, cruise reactors at 23%, shelter damaged at 34%, 4% of internal damages, the repair units are already at work."

"Good." Now, Broke Sloane was staring at the screen that displayed an outside view as if she wanted to blast it with her gaze. "Now my question is, WHERE THE HELL'RE WE?!? Gaargle... that ain't the Wahoon System! Hic!"
heard the airlock open behind her as Gavel came in whith two bowls of noodles."You should be more careful Broke, I know you can heal pretty fast but you are not invicible, I would be quite annoyed if I found you passed out." He said with a grin. He was a tall handsom man in his thirties whith deep blue eyes and long chestnut hair, which he kept in a ponytail. Too bad he was one of these righteous so-called holy defenders of the law!
gave him a dirty look but accepted the bowl, which she sniffed and proceeded to wolf down. "The day I'll give ya this pleasure will never happen!"

"Why, how disappointing my dear... So, tell me, why are you shouting as if Hell had just opened its gates?"
gestured at the screen. "This! 'seems we have veered off our course, 'must be because of the wormhole, 'hope we're not near an Arhedant system cause we would be in deep! There's no way we can flee, the reactors're out. At least we didn't reappear in the middle of a star!"

"Well, I guess we are going to find out really soon." Gavel said, pointing a spot on one of the last sensors in fonction.

Yagami...


"The Galaxy police ship Yagami to the unknown ship, this is a restricted area, identify yourself!" It was the third time Kiyone repeated this speech since the strange ship had come in sight and still no answer. She was growing rather impatient, moreover, this ship wasn't registered in any files. Its building matched nothing she had ever seen. It was obviously some custom vessel, but then again, only outlaws would do that kind of thing. No one else would accept to travel in those kind of engines, far too hazardous!

"Oh my, they seem to have had a terrible accident, I hope they are ok." Her partner said poutily.
the ship was badly damaged, but not beyond repair, fortunately for the three occupants detected. Kiyone was about to make a comment when the com channel activated itself and a woman about her age and an older man appeared on the screen.

"I'm GP officer Mabiki Kiyone and this is my partner, GP officer Kuramatsu Mihoshi, you are in a restricted area, identify yourself." Kiyone said in her most formal voice. for her, the desired effect was destroyed when Mihoshi began waving her hands enthusiastically, welcoming the two people cheerfully. Doing so she pulled a lever with the sleeve of her uniform and Kiyone found herself suddenly on the floor, her seat reversed.

"MIHOOSHIII!!!!" Kiyone shot up, extending her arms in an attempt to strangle her partner. Scared, Mihoshi jerked, pushing the same lever. Now Kiyone was lying on her seat, upside down and firmly held by the seatbelts. To her shame, she had an excellent view on the expressions of the two strangers. Their eyes were open wider than physically possible. "Oh god, Why me?" She mutterred in despair while Mihoshi was apologizing endlessly and trying to free her.
recovering some composure, Kiyone noticed that the two strange people spoke a completely foreign language. 'Ow, great! We'll have to gesture to communicate! At least they aren't some kind of jellyfish!'
pointed at herself and presented again, Mihoshi, mimicking her. The foreigners took the hint and did the same. Well, it was a starter, at least she knew their names now and could ask for a research about them at Headquarters. Though something told her it was certainly useless... There was something odd about those two, without mentionning the third traveler who hadn't shown yet...
watched the woman trying to explain her that their ship needed urgent repairs, which was quite obvious, while her companion made his best not to burst out laughing. Kiyone herself found it rather difficult to keep serious. The so-called Broke would never be a graceful mime, that was for sure. The worst in this, was that Mihoshi seemed to understand every bit of this not-so-silent talk (The dark-haired girl added profusion of various sounds) and nodded wistfully.

"Oh, anyway, time to call Washu. They won't make it to the next spaceport. We have to bring them with us..."
screen lit up and in it appeard the face of the self-proclaimed greatest genius in the universe. "It's ok Kiyone, I've monitored all the events, just lead them close to here and I'll take care of everything." She said with a glint in her eyes, the sort of a child would have when seeing a new toy.


sweatdrops appeared on the back of the heads of both Broke and Gavel as they witnessed the scene.
Broke managed to recover the use of her lower jaw she told her companion. "Err, nope, they ain't Aredhants, that's for sure! But if they're our rescuers, I'm not sure I'm relieved! Look at that! Aoh, ooch! That must have been painful!"

"I must admit they are...err...quite exotic...but I don't think we really have the choice in the matter. Besides, their language is not in the ship files. Maybe they have ours or any device that would allow us to communicate, otherwise things would get more complicated."

"Hey, the mighty paladin's getting out of his closet! Two pin-ups just show up and ya're already plannin' on them, I didn't know ya had that in ya! Maybe there's still some hope for ya!" Broke was smirking mischievously.

"Oh, I wouldn't deprive you, ladies first!" Gavel retorted with a false innocent smile.

"Ya know, if that's an example that ya need, I've got several documents in my quarters. D'ya want to borrow them? First quality on the black market. An angel would damn itself gladly for this stuff. It could even give ideas to a Shalooth suitor like you! he, he!"

"Ah, ah, ah, very funny!" He looked back at the comscreen. "Hey, I think they are trying to communicate!"

"Uh?, Oh yeah, ya're right! Let's see if I can make them help us!"
eyes widened the size of sausage as he contemplated the very personnal version of Broke's communication. His jaws were aching like hell as he tried to hold on for dear life.

"Look at that! Am I not the best? They understood me! Aahh my dear Manta, you'll be fine soon!!!"

of chapter one.