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Ever After
Chapter 3: You ever hear the one about the blond and the G.P. Cruiser?
Officer Mitsuki sipped her tea enjoying the opportunity to converse
with a
member of the Jurain royal family. Her partner, Motashiwa, a
member of the Special
Crimes Division, was showing the exact opposite response, his entire
body tense as he
searched the room for any threat. A standard trait of a young Tigeran.
The Tigerans were one of the oldest races to join the Galaxy
Police and had over
two hundred million officers in the service. Their shaggy feline
face and prominent nose
distinctive throughout the galaxy screamed cop. Born predators
with lightning reflexes
they made up the majority of the posts in the special crimes division
as well as a large
number of the command positions in the G.P.
Office Mitsuki was full Jurian and personally thrilled by the
chance to talk to the
prince next in line for the throne. She could always use another
sponsor to push her up to
the next pay grade. This trip though, had its definite draw backs,
she would be forced to
work with Kiyone again, and since the Tokimi incident Kiyone, and even
her partner
Mihoshi, had been promoted over her. A disgrace that Mitsuki
was sure had Kiyone
laughing at her. It was for that reason she had been assigned
with Motashiwa who
outranked Kiyone. Taking another sip of the tea Prince Yosho
was serving she tried to
calmly answer the questions he kept asking on their reasons for
arriving on such an out
of the way planet as Earth.
"As I said. We're here to inspect the colonist population
to see if they are ready
to be brought into the rest of the galaxy." Motashiwa explained
again.
"In other words the G.P. finally found a loop hole. You
have been wanting to get
more officers on Earth for a long time now. Especially after
the Kagoto and Tokimi
incidents."
"Sir, the Jurian Council gave the G.P. permission to do an initial
contact with the
natives and to make periodic observations of the colonists to asses
their situation. It's a
standard contract for a seeded colony." Mitsuki explained as
the feline head of her
partner nodded in agreement.
Yosho paused for a second to blow on his tea. "A loop hole."
Mitsuki bowed her head in surrender. It was better not
to offend her host arguing
over something that he was right about.
The door to the storage area under the stairwell opened and Washu
the greatest
scientist in the galaxy poked her head out of a different dimension
altogether.
"Lord Katsuhito our two resident officers are going to crash
into this house in
about a minute. Would you care to continue your conversation
at my place."
"Thank you, Miss Washu." He said gathering up the tea items.
"What do you mean, who's going to crash into the house."
Asked Mitsuki as her
voice's pitch rapidly grew higher.
"Hmm," Yosho replied walking towards Washu. Carrying
the tea set with him.
"Miss Washu do you have a couple extra cups." He asked as he
walked from one
dimension to another. Followed by the two bewildered G.P. officers.
Washu shut the
door behind them and opening a minor portal to a cupboard pulling out
a cup for herself
which she proffered to Yosho, and then sat down around the chabudai
(low table) to sip
her tea.
***
"Um... Kiyone, are you alright?" Mihoshi asked her partner
who was swearing
under her breath about her life, her partner, and of course her chances
for promotion as
their specially designed, by Washu, G.P. Patroller began picking up
speed as it began
reentry. Safety harnesses latched them both firmly into place
and L.C.L. filled the
cockpit.
***
The dreaded shopping had taken less time then Noboyuki had envisioned.
And he
was already planning out what he would do for the rest of the night.
First, catch up on his
Manga that had been piling up in a corner. Then a wonderful dinner
prepared by Sasami.
And finally some television. All plans were subject to change
of course. But ever since
Tenchi had left his plans had been more and more successful.
No more walls exploding
or being constantly hounded for money. Life was good.
He turned the car off the highway and headed down the country
lane only a few
minutes now from home. Sasami sat next to him on the passenger
seat talking to
Ryo-Ohki about the friends they had made today. Noboyuki only
listening with half an
ear move interested in the music on the radio.
"Ryo-Ohki look, a falling star, make a wish." Sasami pointed
to a bright light
streaking through the atmosphere. Noboyuki didn't bother to make
a wish his was
already coming true, a few minutes of relaxation.
The light sped up as it approached, impacting into the ground
a few kilometers
directly in front of the car.
"I think Kiyone let Mihoshi pilot again." Sasami stated
with a big sigh.
"Miya!"
"My night of rest!" Moaned Noboyuki.
***
"Base this is O.P. 2. What the hell was that, over!"
A voice yelled over the
scrambled radio.
"O.P. 2 this is Base. Radar confirms it was a Galaxy Police
Patrol Cruiser.
Someone let Mihoshi pilot, over." The base answered one
of the observation points
surrounding the valley. Knowing that the rest of the O.P.s were
listening too.
"Base, roger. O.P. 2 out."
***
"Um, Miss Washu, you mind if we come in." Mihoshi called
into the only
remaining door of the Masaki house, before entering the sub dimension,
followed by
Kiyone who was doing her personal impression of the walking dead.
"Come on in and have some tea." Offered Yosho as Washu
tapped on her
computer releasing the nano machines to rebuild the house.
"Washu, I seem to have broke my ship could you fix it again please.
Oh, hi,
that's great the police are already here. Can you help us with
the accident report."
Mihoshi began to go into one of here monologues. Which finally
snapped Kiyone out of
her daze as she began rapidly searching her pockets for her blaster
or yo-yo.
"Mi...ho...shi!" Kiyone yelled at the top of her voice.
"It wasn't my fault." Mihoshi looked up at Kiyone with
big saucer eyes. Tears
leaking out the sides.
Kiyone paused, and for the first time in her life she actually
agreed with Mihoshi.
It had been her who had set the auto pilot and the route had been clear.
Was Mihoshi
starting to rub off on her. No, that couldn't be it, after all
she had to show Mitsuki who
the best officer in her class was... Hold on wasn't that Mitsuki over
there drinking tea
with Yosho. A switch went off in her mind activating "This is
not happening..." mode
as she turned around to walk outside into the smoldering ruins of the
Masaki house. Her
partner the tears having stopped as suddenly as they appeared accepted
a cup of steaming
tea from Yosho.
"So your the infamous Mihoshi." Inquired Motashiwa, for
the first time believing
all the rumors he had heard about her.
"Really... I'm famous. I knew it would happen soon.
After me and Kiyone
helped stop Tokimi and I stopped Kagoto I just knew it would happen.
Are you talent
scouts. Well I have to tell you that I'm not leaving Earth and
that's final." Mihoshi said
ecstatically bouncing from one side of the room to the other.
"No, we are not talent scouts we're Galaxy Police. Can't
you tell by the
uniform." Mitsuki cut in as Washu began massaging her temples,
wondering how
Kiyone put up with the feather head in their cramped space ship.
She was quite sure that
she would have invented some sort of particle ray and flushed what
remained of Mihoshi
down the toilet after just a few hours.
"Oh, that's too bad." Mihoshi replied crushed that her
great dream of being a Vid
star were ruined once again. For the ten seconds she could keep
the conversation in her
memory.
"Mihoshi this is Officer Mitsuki and Officer Motashiwa they found
a loop hole in
the Jurian prohibition of any more G.P. officers on Earth and are here
to spy on us."
Yosho said trying to stave off another round of Mihoshi putting her
foot sideways into
her mouth.
"Mitsuki... I know that name from some where... Oh yes
didn't you go to the G.P.
academy with Kiyone?"
"How in the name of the Galaxy Academy did you remember that?"
Asked a
shocked Washu.
"Because Kiyone once told me that the only person she had ever
met who was
more annoying then me was Mitsuki." Mihoshi told them with normal
thoughtlessness.
Washu and Yosho both turned towards Mitsuki at the same time with a
shocked
expression on their faces. They watched as Mitsuki's face balled
up into anger as she
rapidly began to search for a firearm.
"I'm going to kill her, I swear it!" She said waving her
unholstered weapon as
she headed out the door. Running into Sasami.
"Hi, everybody... Oh we've got guests." Sasami said as
she entered the room
followed by Ryo-Ohki, still in human form, and Noboyuki looking like
some one had
rained on his parade. All three of them were pushed out of the
way by an enrage Mitsuki
as she charged out of Washu's sub dimension onto Earth. Hunting
her prey.
"What was that all about?" Asked a bewildered Sasami.
"Miya?" Ryo-Ohki puzzled asked as well.
"It's all my fault." Mihoshi cried out as huge buckets
of water poured from her
eyes. A bewildered Motashiwa sipped his tea thinking about the
words he would have to
have with his partner come tomorrow. And this was suppose to
be a boring assignment.
"Shouldn't we try to stop her." Asked Washu as Noboyuki,
Sasami, and
Ryo-Ohki sat down around the chabudai, accepting cups from Yosho.
"Not enough energy." Replied Noboyuki.
"Miya." Ryo-Ohki said snuggling up to Sasami who had already
fallen asleep tea
cup in hand.
"Mihoshi could you go find Kiyone and warn her?" Asked
Yosho.
"Ok." The tears that had been flowing out of her eyes stopping
as suddenly as
they had started. Putting down her cup Mihoshi headed out into
the cleared area where
the house had recently stood.
"By any chance is this how your day normally goes?" Motashiwa
asked.
"Just wait tell Tenchi and the other two get her." Washu
interjected, Noboyuki
and Yosho nodding their heads in agreement.
***
"Sasami, you really should be heading for bed now if you want
to be fresh for
school tomorrow, that goes for you to Ryo-Ohki." Noboyuki said
shaking her awake
during a lull in conversation. They had been discussing the rebuilding
of the Galaxy
Police Headquarters after the war with Tokimi. The Galaxy Academy
had been put in
charge of the design and rebuilding of the new station. Unfortunately,
due to a number of
bureaucratic foul ups construction had barely begun. Resulting
in a bottle neck in the
reconstruction of the G.P. fleets that had been destroyed in the war.
"Yes, sleep well because the future awaits." Yosho put
in with another one of his
words of wisdom.
"I'll see everyone tomorrow morning." Sasami said sleepily
as she stood up and
headed back out into the clean living room followed by a quiet Ryo-Ohki.
"Well now that their gone pull out the saki, Washu, and none
of that secret mix of
yours." Noboyuki said as the door closed.
Sasami pulled herself up the stairs glad that she no longer had
to keep up the
appearance of being cheerful failing to even notice Ryo-Ohki following
her. She took
her time preparing for bed making sure that everything was laid our
for tomorrow. Her
mind finally returning to the vision from this afternoon. She
tried to dismiss it as a
impossible to interpret vision or one that she was misinterpreting.
That had happened
before. But never one that had been this sharp or easy to understand.
The prophesy
could be wrong, prophecies were just as flexible as the future.
Yosho had told her that
the future waited for her. Sasami shuddered at the thought.
"Ryo-Ohki could you... would you.... become your cabbit form
please." Sasami
asked her best friend and shadow. Ryo-Ohki reached into her long
brown hair and pulled
out the ribbon that held her in the human looking form. She slowly
morphed into the
furred humanoid form and then in a second was the cute rabbit/cat mixture.
Which
meowed and then jumped into Sasami's arms. For the first time
all evening Sasami felt
happy and comforted snuggling into her futon as she cradled Ryo-Ohki
to her like an
amulet against nightmares.
***
"Sir, we've lost all comms with monitor satellite 003948529 in
the Farreach
system." The Jurian tech officer said calling her commander over
to the work station.
"What? We just lost 30. And there goes 31."
"Can you give me any pictures from that system." The Admiral
approached
having heard the commotion.
"I've still got 32 and 33 in that system. Putting them
on screen now." Two
holographic monitors suddenly appeared above her workstation each showing
a limited
view of stars a radar, and hyperspace scan of the Farreach system.
Satellite 32 suddenly
showed its view of stars blocked by pitch blackness and its radar screen
go to hash. Then
nothing. "There went 32." The tech officer said playing
with her computer. The
holographic displayed given off by 33 suddenly enlarged to take up
the space 32 had been
filling. Its radar began to fill up showing hundreds of ships
before it too went to hash and
blanked out.
"Do we have any ships in that system?" The admiral asked
the tech officer.
She tapped a second on her computer. "No sir, nothing within
ten parsecs."
"Compile all the information on what the satellites got and give
it to me as soon
as possible. How many ships were their before we lost the satellite."
"Approximately ten."
"What, their were hundreds of radar echoes."
"Those weren't a hundred small ships sir, those were ten 50 mile
long carrier
ships." She announced shocked, turning around in time to see
her whole command group
run out the main doors towards the center of the palace.
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