Disclaimer: Nope! Tenchi Muyo does not belong to me! (Too bad)

Redemption by Crystal Rose

~ Part 1 ~

In the darkness of midnight, the moon shined brightly above, casting its light upon a single lonely figure. Weeping silently, a young woman had chosen a small field filled with flowers to let out her sorrow. Long, beautiful hair flowed with a gentle breeze that swept about her, the silver locks glowing eerily in the moonlight, giving her an unearthly appearance. As her tears slowly winded to a halting stop, she raised her head to look towards the moon as if in prayer, desperation shining in the depths of her piercing golden eyes. Perfectly sculpted nose aimed at the heavens, her adorably small lips trembling with uncertainty, she was the very picture of vulnerability, and quite desirable at that.

'Tenchi'

As the winds picked up and the temperature began to drop, she wrapped her arms about her knees and struggled to stay warm, shivering as the cold began to seep in. Teeth chattering, new tears began to flow. In the deep depths of her depression, a part of her wondered why?

The face of her beloved flashes before her face, his features twisted into an ugly sneer. A woman joins the picture of him, her arms wrapped possessively around him as she laughs down upon her.

She bit her lip and uncaringly drew blood, letting it flow down her chin. What did she care. Why should she. He most certainly never did. Tenchi... How could she not have seen it. She never stood a chance. It was Ayeka that he had always l...

Laughing bitterly, she shook her head with disgust. God, I can't even bring myself to say it. It's no wonder Tenchi is so disgusted with me. I remember now...all the things I dismissed or refused to believe...refused to think about...

Ryoko! ...Tenchi yelling at her to get off him...

Gee, wonder who's lying...Tenchi rolls his eyes...

You Demon! ...Tenchi running away from her...

I HATE YOU!!

It was all so painfully clear. She could easily remember all the times Tenchi had ran to protect Ayeka, throwing himself in front of her, getting hurt for her. Where was she amidst all this? There she was, standing off to the side, alone. No one to care for her. No one to worry. Not that she couldn't handle herself, but so could little miss princess. He never even spared the thought of going to protect her, to see how she was doing...did he? Sure he'd always ask if she was alright, but Ayeka was the one he'd carry and whisper sweet nothings in her ear, trying to ease the pain.

"Well, you know what Tenchi..." her voice shook uncertainly.

Her fists shook at her sides, her eyes clenched shut in anguish as she suddenly stood in a moment of fury.

"I FEEL PAIN TOO!! I feel pain too..." She broke off as a new wave of tears
overwhelmed her, causing her to collapse to her knees. She grasped at the blades of grass beneath her, desperately searching for something...something to go on, to continue this miserable existence. She found nothing.

What was it? Was it the fact that she wasn't human? Is that it? She wasn't entitled to having feelings of love and such. Couldn't possibly feel any sort of pain, not that anyone would care. She was Ryoko the space pirate, cruel killing machine. Such creatures did not feel. Apparently Tenchi had always looked at her this way. Oh, how she wished sometimes, that she could be like Ayeka. So soft and warm. So...human. Tenchi had known right away what she couldn't understand until now. She could never be human, be with Tenchi.

Standing resolutely, she found herself strangely enlightened. She would end all this now and finally be at peace. After years of pining away for Tenchi...she would be free. She almost began dancing at the wonderful thought. Looking up from the ground, she found that she had unconsciously walked to the edge of a river. The soothing trickle of water beckoned to her, the cold water inviting. She smiled.

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As the sunset that day, a member of the ryotsaki tribe, a small group of people who believed in the old ways, walked down to the village river to catch the day's supper. Settling down comfortably in the cool grassy banks of the river, he relaxed and patiently waited for the fish to come. Looking past the river, he jumped when he realized that something was afloat the water and was heading straight for him. Heading for the bushes as a means of cover, the man turned to watch, only to discover with fright the beautiful face of a woman illuminated in the soft moonlight.

Jumping into action, the man ran out and scooped the woman into his arms. She was terribly cold and her lips were turning blue. Putting his head upon her breast, he found with relief, that she still had a heart beat, but was not breathing. Picking her up, he sprinted towards the village as fast as his legs would carry him.