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Who is Tenchi?
By Dewin Duvae
The characters in this story belong not to myself but rather to the makers
of them. The story in itself however I claim as my own by right of law. Any
usage of characters made up by myself should be precipitated by notifying me
of this fact. As I undoubtably would give full go ahead, this should not
pose a problem.
This is not a retelling of Tenchi (Such as is very popular with Ranma) It is
not even a story of how things might have been. Rather it is the story of
how things might be if a someone chose to see just that.
It must be noted that the poor author has not been sufficiently nurished in
a long time and a healthy offering should be sent. One of Comment, critisism
and, mayhap, affirmation.(C&C+A) Flames will be used to heat all things cold
and are generally frowned upon.
Who is Tenchi?
Story idea by Da Dude
Written by Dewin Duvae
Planned by David Alfredhsson
There was blueness, there was fluidity, there was wetness and... there was
the wale. Tenchi watched it swim around in Washus water tanks. He wondered
how she had gotten something like that. Did she capture it herself or did
she just buy it from an aquarium? Maybe she had made it herelf, like she had
made Ryo-ohki. It didn't really matter though since that wasn't the reason
he was here.
He was searching for Washu. There was a very important question he wanted to
ask her. It might even affect his relationship with the girls around him.
First though, he needed to find her.
He heard a faint scratching sound sound just behind him and turned around in
time to see Washu still sneaking up on him. Though it looked more like she
was walking very casually. "Hello Washu." He said in a serious tone of
voice. "Hello Tenchi, what can I do to you today?" She put on a manical grin
that quite obviously was strained.
"I've been thinking..." He was unsure of where to proceed.
"Yes..." She gestured for more.
Tenchi wavered a bit, but finally said. "Who am I?"
Washu breathed a sigh of relief. "Is that all that has been bothering you?
I've seen you walking around here for hours. I thought it was more serious
Tenchi made a face. "It's not a tiny thing. Especially not with the position
She smiled "No, but... What answer is it you want?"
He furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"There are a number of possible answers. The most direct and the least
informative one is; you are you. Then there are the titles you hold; you are
the one my daughters loves, prince of Jurai, son of Noboyuki and much more,
all of wich you know. But I'm guessing that those weren't the answers you
Tenchi sighed. "No they weren't. Tell me Washu. Who do you think I am?"
"I'm not going to go through all that existensial drivel just to cheer you
Washu pushed a big yellow button on the machine she'd been leaning on for
most of the conversation.
"This is the psyco 50.000 It can tell you all you want."
"And that is?" He asked.
Washu sighed. "I should think that should be up to you. Now, I'm kind of in
the middle of something..."
"I meant, what is that?" He waved towards a glass-chamber with a red plush
chair in it, that seemed to be attached to the machine.
"oh, That." Washu laughed emabarassedly. "That's the analyser. It it's only
nessecary if the subject can't answer the questions and it's quite painful.
You don't need to worry about it."
"But--" He tried to ask.
"Look is there anything else I need to tell you?"
Tenchi shook his head and settled down in front of the psyco 50.000. "I'll
be okay now Washu-chan." Washu nodded and quickly walked away to work on
whatever it was she was working on. Tenchi looked at the pscyo 50.000. He
waited for the sound of Washus fotstepps to completely disappear, then he
asked a very simple question. "Why?"
"Bliip" "Because." The voice obviously came from the machine, but he had a
nagging feeling that it really came from just behind him.
He sat there mulling over quirky answer until he shook himself and continued
"Because of what?".
"Not enough data." "Tell me what is wrong."
Tenchi decided that there were two voices. One mechanical, from the machine
and one voice from behind his neck a meter or two away. when they spoke, the
later came in just as the former stopped. Without pause.
"I..." He scratched the back of his neck. "don't know."
"Subject is unsure." "What is the reason for your question?"
"I want to know who I am. Why these things happen to me. What is wrong. I
want to know why I got to this position."
"Subject want analysis of self." "Tell me everything that has happened to
you since birth."
"Uuhr..." Tenchi looked at the little attachment.
"Subject not responding." "Tell me all."
"This isn't getting me anywhere. Psyco 50.000, please use the analyser."
Tenchi sat down in the plush chair. He doubled over, pain etching istelf
across his face. Bluish light seeped out of the floor and crept up his his
feet like slime flowing upwards. Building on itself until it surrounded him
like a corona. Tenchi himself faded out and the blue light shone brighter,
seeming almost white.
Suddenly a ball of green parted from rest and drifted slowly upwards.
Following that, a red ball of light shot out and hit the glass panel. It
drunkenly moved backwards and settled down on the ground beneath the other
two. The white turned blue again and they all shrank down until they could
no longer be seen. Tenchi was gone only leaving behind the whirring noises
of the psyco 50.000..
Two hours later Washu came back and looked around. "Funny, that thing should
have occupied him for at least an hour longer. Oh well. Psyco, what
conclusion did subject arrive at?"
"Subject still in process. Waiting for more info."
"It must have been more important than I thought. I hope he asks Yosho next,
he is much better at this kind of thing."
* * * *
In three other places, three other times, three (other) people wake up.
In a classroom, a young kid suddenly sat up straight. He had been sleeping a
moment earlier. Fortunately (or unfortunately as the case might become) no
one else was there either. "What?"
In a suite befitting a king (or any in the Juraian nobility) a young man
slowly shook the fatigue away from him. "It does not befit noble people to
sleep during daylight" His mothers voice reminded him. "Where?"
Out in the forest, sunlight shone over a young scruffy persons face.
Essentially waking the him. "Wh- Who?"
In Washus laboratory, the psyco 50.000 was working full time...
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This is not one, but three series. Perhaps even a fourth if I get that far.
And yes, I will keep the wale in there. It serves a purpose.
As well, I suppose I should ask for forgiveness for the author rambling I
made a day or two ago. I got the idea, wrote the thought down and... sent
it in. The last bit is what I'm sorry for. If I hadn't written it then and
there, I wouldn't have sent it. On the other hand, it was fun right.
Nevermind. If you liked this story please tell me. If not... Say something
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