Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Wormhole lift ❯ Interrogation ( Chapter 6 )

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six: Interrogation



"Then, she's able to manipulate other people's mind? to make them do whatever she wants?" Asked a frowning Kiyone. "Do you know how long she's been spying on us?"
Washu's furry new friend answered. "You've got a lot in common with the humans of my galaxy - it's really interesting to find a similar life form so far away - As I explained to Wash... err, little Washu, the more primitive - I don't mean it in a negative way - you are, the better you resist, or at least it takes more time. Maybe simply because the cerebral senses involved aren't developped well enough, like a deaf can sense the rythm but will never really hear the music..."

"Hum, in that case, Mihoshi's sure never to be controlled..." Whispered the red-head.

"Hey! I heard that! Why're you so mean?" Whined the blonde detective.
stepped in between and stared down at the little genius icily. "That's it Washu, I won't allow you to treat her like this! I demand that you apologize!" Everyone's eyes bulged out of their sockets, except for Tiffany's and Gavel's who didn't know the two GPOs and their antics well enough to understand the reason of such commotion. Kiyone was maybe the most surprised of all. Since last night, she had decided to be a better partner and friend for Mihoshi, at least as long she could remain on Earth, but still, that felt sort of weird. She just wasn't used to act like that, even more, to THINK like that. If something good could come out of the whole mess her life had been recently, that would certainly be this.
greatest scientist of the universe frowned dangerously. The others looked at them worriedly. For once, Mihoshi was speechless, while Aeka recommended Kiyone's soul to Tsunami and Tenchi sweated profusely. Then, Washu's lips curved in a VERY slow and carnivorous smile that made the whole assembly shiver.

"Fine!" She said. She turned to a dumbfounded Mihoshi and bowed. "I'm sorry to have offended you Mihoshi." Her smiled turned into a more sincere one. "Here, you're certainly the sweetest person I could hope to meet, besides Sasami of course..."
blonde GP brightened. "Oh! Thanks Washu... I'm not mad at you." Everybody sighed in relief, though the teal-haired officer wondered why it had been so easy. But she had other matters to handle for the time being, she turned back to the feline woman. "We need to talk toYuva, only the two of us..." She said, pointing at her partner and herself.
scrached her left cheek. "Mmmh, I don't know... I left her in Broke's room who shouldn't wake up before tomorrow afternoon, so you won't be bothered... But I don't know how you'd learn more than I could, I tried all my tricks and nothing worked. Of course she was trained to this..." She finished somewhat proudly.

"Don't worry and leave it to us." Replied Mihoshi confidently. "Kiyone's the best in this, no criminal's ever hidden anything from her." Again, the teal-haired officer was strucked by her partner's trust, she simply couldn't believe it. "Well I haven't practiced for some time, most of them were killed before I had the chance but there's no harm in trying. Does she have any weakness?"
cat-like scientist thought deeply. "The only one I can think of is her blood phobia."

"BLOOD PHOBIA?!?!?" Kiyone almost strangled herself. "But... But, she's an assassin, I mean, she's killed many people!"

"Yes, but it was always indirectly. She never made a scratch to anyone." She chuckled "She'd have fainted!"
snarled at her. "At least my monastery's brothers would still be alive. She drove them so insane they killed each other or committed suicide. Had it been Broke, they would've died honourably in a real battle! She'll pay greatly for that!!!"

"Oh, cut it off Gavel" Her ears went down on her head. "If you need to blame someone, then blame me! I created them after all!"
them, Kiyone opened Washu's lab and went in, followed closely by Mihoshi. A few minutes later they entered the newcomer's quarters. The two GPOs looked around with curiosity. There was parquet on the floor. In the middle of the room, on a cream carpet, lied two black leather sofas facing each other across a heavy wooden low table. There were big green plants that gave life to the room. Black furnitures were pushed against the walls. They contained books, what looked like recording items and all kind of weapons. Probably war's loots, realised the teal-haired officer. All in all, it was cosy, a place where Kiyone would have felt at home if it hadn't been for the mess. There were papers, maps, glasses, bottles, clothes everywhere and mostly on the couches and the table. Here, disorder was an art of life. It was hard to believe the owner was an ex-soldier! It wasn't as terrible as Mihoshi's part of their flat, but it was a really good aproximation!

"Oh! Kiyone! Look at this! How can anybody live in such a mess! It's disgusting! There's old food there on the table!"
face-faulted. She felt her blood pressure level up and forced herself to calm down. She watched her blonde partner removing some garbages from the table. "Mihoshi, be careful, we don't know what sort of things they keep here. There can be dangerous stuff and gods know what kind of bacterias she's cultivating in this... huu... pizza?" As she said that, the blonde officer hastily backed away. "Mihoshi! Look out..."
stumbled over an empty bottle, yelped while she made an admirable flight and landed not so admirably on the forementionned pizza, spreading pieces of the nearby biochemical weapon in every corner of the room.

"Oh boy!" Kiyone smacked her own forehead in despair, making a wet, sickening noise as the hand met some greenish ham glued there. "She's hopeless..."

"I'm sorry Kiyone... please, forgive me..." The blonde straightened herself, ready to be scolded, as usual.
took a deep breath and sighed. "It's ok Mihoshi..." She helped her partner up. Looking around she spotted the bathroom. She pushed the blonde in and said "Let's get claned up, we can't possibly interrogate this Yuva if she's laughing to death at us!"
the bathroom was spotless, and huge, much more than their's, in the flat. Here too the luxury was discreet, more homey and cosy than spectacular. Eventually they got out refreshed and cleaned and found the bedroom without further accident.
they entered, they were greeted by a smiling girl restrained now by one of Washu's multi-arms robot, a metallic hoop around her head, probably the power regulator.

"Oh! Hi there! welcome to the dreadful Broke Sloane's appartments!" She said derisively. "I must congratulate you to have survived the way through her living room! Tiff and your little red-head brat preferred to cut through a portal..."
took her partner's arm, preventing any cheerful reply and headed for the four-posted bed to make sure the ship's owner was really unconscious. The room was decorated the same way as the rest of the quarters, with good taste and it was obviously really comfortable. Kiyone sighed again. Why all the criminals she had met lately seemed to live better than her? That was really unfair! the mercenary was sound asleep, she wouldn't hear anything of the interrogation even if she could probably understand it now, thanks to the 'Neuronal Language Teaching Inducer' Washu had placed around her head after giving its benefit to Tiffany and Gavel.

"Don't worry! She won't wake up! A real stone... I tried all night and almost broke my voice!" The orange-haired girl frowned, being ignored when she didn't want to was something she didn't like at all, especially when she was bored. Spending a whole night listening to Broke's snoring wasn't really her definition of an entertaining time. Because of that she couldn't even sleep! Broke hadn't changed a bit from her memories, just like after their last battle, well, except for the bandages and the fact she was sleeping. The same short unrully black hair, the same face, the same tattoos that were slowly reappering on the new skin... and of course, the same smile, this smirk of absolute confidence, the one that always made Yuva want to smash with a one ton meathammer! Had she learned to put it on whenever she was in the area, even when unconscious, or did everybody have to stand it? Aaah, if she could move... she'd make this irritating smile disappear faster than an ice cream in the desert!
in her vengeful thoughts, she didn't notice the two officers discreetely sizing her up. The girl was in her twenties, about 160 cm, pale skin, flaring orange eyes, long red wine coloured hair, dressed in a sophisticated style, a beautiful woman if she didn't radiated hatred that much. At least, this hatred wasn't directed at them, not for the moment, and it was something else they could use to get precious informations. Mihoshi began...

"So, your name's Yuva Dornliedsh... You come from galaxy 379.4, like miss Tiffany Manoru, sir Gavel Kaungrergh and miss Broke Sloane..."
woke up from her vengeful daydream and looked blankly at the blonde, not sure of what she just heard. "Miss? MISS??? Whahahahaha!!! Broke? A miss? Ghahahahahrgl - kof! - kof! I knew you were funny but I didn't expect that one! Ha, ha, ha, ha!!! She's nothing more than a killing machine!" She finally spat out."

"Hey! You shouldn't be so mean with someone who can't defend herself! That's not fair!" scolded the blonde GPO.

"Hello? You know we're talking about the girl who almost killed you and your little friends, do you remember? Oh yeah! I forgot who I was talking to... Now you're a nice and sweet girl but I'd rather have a talk with the brain in your pair!" She was enjoying this, the blonde was now upset and about to cry. He, he, even without her powers she could do what she wanted in any little mind games, sometimes it was even easier without powers at all! She turned herself toward Kiyone who was studying her. "I'm sure we can find an arrangement!"

"I don't see what you mean, we came here because Washu asked us to change the bandages on her last wounds." She showed the bandages on the short-haired girl's forearms and hands, where the strange internal weapons had torn the flesh to come out. Not waiting for an answer, the officer turned her back to the prisoner and began to pull on the strips.
wine-haired girl snickered, she wanted to play a little more, but, all of a sudden, her face became whiter than snow. The bandages... They were covered in blood. Not that much, in all honesty, but enough for her to feel really sick!
"Damn! This whore of Tiffany's told you about my fear of blood!" Unfortunately, knowing that didn't help her to feel better at all.
turned her face with her most innocent look. "What are you saying? You're afraid of blood? Oh my, I'm so sorry! Don't worry it's almost finished.." And resumed cleaning the wounds with a bright red solution, red like blood... Then she tossed the dirty bandages on a near table, right in the prisoner's line of view making her squirm in disgust in her restraints. She tried to shut her eyes but her nostrils were invaded by its scent, she could almost feel it slowly dripping on her, like treacle, coagulating in her hair... She began to hyperventilate and made her best to gulp back her gastric juices. She shot her eyes wide open and tried to focus on something else... anything else!
was smiling to herself, it was working better than she'd thought! "So, how does it feel? How is it when someone takes advantage of your weaknesses?"

"You slut! You'll pay for this!" The wine-haired girl panted.

"Now, now, will you stay polite? After all, I'm sure we don't inflict you even a quarter of what you did to your numerous victims!" She came closer, her eyes steeled. "And I am one of them, ain't I?"
rasping breathing answered her.
took it as a yes.

"You made me fall into despair, you made me turn toward alcohol for relief, 'til I was addicted! Until I became a danger for everyone around me!" The teal-haired officer snarled, now inches from the restrained spy. Mihoshi looked at her partner, worried, it was turning out to be far too personal... she would have trusted her partner in every situations, but with her current state of mind she had become highly unpredictable. A cornered animal was always more dangerous and Kiyone had nothing left to lose.
ignored the sharp tone of voice and still panting, managed to strech her lips in a slow sarcastic smirk.
stared at her as if she could bore holes in the captive's body and extract her guts with her bare hands. She slapped Yuva's face hard, making her partner jump in surprise. Never, never had Mihoshi seen her partner use violence against an defenseless criminal. How could she have changed that much! The Kiyone she knew was too righteous, too honest to act like that. In her carreer, she had witnessed all the ravages of the drugs, but she couldn't believe Kiyone could fall that low.looked at the teal-haired officer: she was sweating, her hands slightly shaked, her pupils were dilated... She clearly needed to drink. Mihoshi found herself thinking it was maybe better for Kiyone to quit the GP. She quickly erased that last thought, no! She wouldn't forsake her friend when she most needed her help.
levelled her head to look at Kiyone in the eyes. "So what? Are you going to accuse me of forcing you to slap me now?" She smirked again. "You're pathetic! You'd better go and get yourself a bottle! You can't even look at me straight!"
slapped her again, harder. "How many of us have you plaged like that?" And again. "How long did you do this to me for? What's your goal?" She was about to land a fourth hit on the captive when someone's grip held her back. She turned and saw the shocked look on her partner's face.

"I think she's had enough, Kiyone..."
eyes widened as the realisation of what she'd done fell on her. She stumbled backwards, looking at her hands in disbelief, her knees weak, her breath caught in her throat.
make it worse, the wine-haired girl threw up, unable to stand her own blood's taste. When she finished, she smirked again, it would take more than this little good cop/bad cop play to break her, she had endured worse tortures in the past.
looked at her with real, deep rage, it was something so unusual for the sweet officer that both Kiyone and Yuva were taken aback. "I'll never forgive you for what you did to her, I swear you'll pay greatly!" She threatened between clenched teeth, then she turned around, facing her surprised friend. "C'mon Kiyone, let's leave this place, it stinks!"
teal-haired officer nodded dumbly, her mind refused to understand the two last minutes. Mihoshi took her arm cautiously and led her out of the room. She wasn't herself, Mihoshi wasn't herself, what was going on? Had this mutant spy so much power they were still affected even when she couldn't use them?
recovered from her stupor, the wine-haired girl hailed them. "Hey, why are you living so soon? I thought you wanted informations... I was just beginning to have fun!"
two GPOs stopped, but only Mihoshi spoke. "Why? You won't say anything, truth serum won't be effective, we already know you must have been here for at least two years, before Ryoko was even awaken, because Washu never detected your ship arrival since she's been freed from Kagato. already know you're still working for this Denkarr'h, thanks to miss Tiffany. As for the why you are doing this, we'll certainly find another way to discover it and defeat your dear master. Then you are completely useless, an empty shell, someone's little useless toy, nothing more than a killing machine... Just like you said miss Sloane was... No, much less than her, at least she has freed herself, freed her body, but much important, her mind. You, you're just a robot, not even a slave!!!" With that, she went out, closing the door behind her.
was left speechless, no one had ever dared to treat her like this! She was literally fuming. "I'm much above that stupid traitor!" She finally shouted to the closed door. "Just wait and you'll regret what you said dearly! It's already five years we're preparing our coup, you'll beg me to finish you off when I'm done with the two of you..." She finally laughed evilly.

"Ooww! Yuva, will ya shut yar big, fuckin' mouth! Someone's tryin' to sleep!" said an exasperated voice.
she been able to move, the wine-haired girl would have face-faulted. She hadn't noticed Broke had woken up at all. "F- for how long have you been hearing us?" she stuttered.

"Long enough! Who'd the stupid idea to put ya in my room,anyway?" she caught the meaningful look of Yuva. "Oh! Yeah! Of course, Tiff, 'should've guessed! 'Must really speak to her..." She painfully took a sitting position, she felt sore as if she had been mixed up in a spin dryer.The feeling was accentuated by the way her room had suddenly decided to roll before her eyes.Yuva's gastric performance didn't help her to feel better either. "Stampton, send K.A.-02 here, in its cleaning mode."

"Yes mistress Sloane." Answered the disembodied voice.
few minutes later, the room door slid open again, revealing a large white box, fridge-like, with four arms and two legs. The robot was carrying a carpet cleaner, a mop and various others cleaning items. It also wore a curious apron with 'king of the world' written on it. If you added the fact it handled its tools like a fighter ready for the war, you could guess the robot must have a - really - hard work keeping the ship clean with its owner in the area. thing spoke "I really wish you could be more careful. Since we left the battle, all I've done is to clean your mess!"

"Hey! It ain't my fault this time! That is the delicate brat over there who's not able to behave in society!"
though the robot hadn't any facial frame, it managed to look incredulous and frustrated. "And what about the living room? It looks like a mined field!"
short-haired girl blushed slightly. "That ain't the same! it's...uh...inspiring, I had researches to do!"
disinterested itself from the lying girl and turned itself toward the wine-haired girl. It bowed a little. "Lady Yuva, it's nice to meet you again..."

"Why are ya so nice with her?!? With me, all ya're doin' is to complain! Irrp!" She was roughly interrupted when the robot levelled the entire bed to pull the dirty carpet from underneath and began its ingrat task.

"Why, it is simply much more well mannered than you ever will be and knows who deserves it. By the way, it's a pleasure to see you too K.A.-02, Broke doesn't know the luck she has to have you..." The two women would've sworn the robot had blushed to the comment.

"Thank you lady Yuva, would you care for some refreshment?"

"It would be nice since my hosts didn't have the courtesy to offer me anything to drink."
robot opened a compartment in its trunk and fished a glass, opening another, it filled the glass with ice cubes. It then mixed a gin tonic which it artistically decorated with a little umbrella and a straw. It then put the whole thing on an hovering plate that placed itself before the captive. "I'm sorry I received stricts orders not to release you of your restraints."
nodded comprehensively, yet slightly disappointed, and took a delightful sip that washed away the disgusting taste that had remained in her mouth since Kiyone's slap.
had contemplated the whole display in disbelief, and well, jealousy. She felt She was herself rather thirsty. "Hey, old box, how come ya never do things like that for me? Ya're supposed to be 'my' robot!" She feigned to be shocked. "Oh gods! Don't tell me ya're in love with her! Mmfgniahahahahahaah!!!!"

"Don't be ridiculous, you know very well I'm not programmed for this kind of things, it's just nice to be well considered from time to time!"

"Oh, ok, so ya're doin' me this sorta domestic scene 'cause you think I ain't treatin' you right? What kind of virus did ya get in the last of Tiff's improvment? Supershrew software version .01?"

"And you, what did you get? The superbastard software? You will apologise to K. right now!" Yuva said sternly.
short-haired girl's face reddened. "Hey! You're one to talk! Ya better stay out of this, ya little tra..." She interrupted herself, took a calming breath and smirked. "Well, Why not? Sure, 'mom'!" She faced K.A.-02 " I'm so damn 'sorry' K., ya simply can't imagine how much! But would ya be 'kind enough' to give me a drink, 'please'?" She asked scornfully.
robot entirely missed the sarcasm and seemed to brighten up. "Oh thank you, you don't know what it means to me. Thank you too, lady Yuva." It offered Broke one of its other cocktails then resumed its cleaning while Yuva was staring daggers to the mercenary.
it left, The wine-haired girl let her anger out. "You're such a brute! you really haven't changed in the last bit! I wish I had my powers, I..."
cut her off icyly. "But obviously ya don't! Speakin' of yar powers, was what the other girl say true? Did ya really turn her into an alcohol sponge?"
spy master sighed and looked her half-emptied glass. "You know, there were alcoholics and junkies long before I was even born..."
wasn't really an answer but Broke accepted it. There was no use lying about that, the result was the same anyway. the two cops thought easier for their own mind's sanity to believe the opposite, it wasn't her problem. They would have to deal with it anyway. No, she wouldn't tell them, that was better like that, moreover they wouldn't believe her. After all they were complete strangers and she had just tried to kill them. It would be a waste of time. She redirected her attention to her unexpected roommate.

"Well, ya've been here for about five years, 'seen any fun places around?"



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