Love That Guides Us
Chapter 3
Giving In to Evil?
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to Anna! You've been there since day 1, never letting me down. When things get out of hand, you find a way to make me smile or listen to my thoughts. Thank you!
The members of the Masaki Clan filed into the room, one by one. Ayeka held onto young Taro and took a seat near the foot of the bed. Tsunami stood back, leaning against a nearby wall. Mihoshi sat quietly in a chair near Ayeka. Tenchi and Ryoko approached the bed with a cloth and a bucket of cold water. Tenchi seated himself on the edge of the bed, gazing at the sick victim of Tokimi's terror. Ryoko placed the cloth on the victim's forehead and took a seat next to the bed.
All was quiet. The only sound in the room was the faint beating of theirs hearts and the sound of breathing. No one dared to smile, not with Tenchi and Ryoko around. This was a serious time for the to of them, Taro as well. Washu had fallen ill.
It all started the night she awoke from the nightmare. Ryoko had heard the scream and waltzed into the lab only to find Washu panting heavily with tears streaming down her face as she slept. The pirate walked closer, placing a hand on her forehead, and realized she had a high fever. Tenchi and the others learned of this the morning that followed. Sadly, she was getting worse.
" I hope this helps," Ryoko dared to brake the silence.
Tenchi only nodded as he pushed a few strands of hair away from Washu's face.
" Perhaps it is best that we leave you and return to help Lord Mikamo and his son with their search for Tokimi," Ayeka spoke as she rose from her seat, leaving Taro behind.
The others agreed. Tenchi gave a sad look to Ryoko causing the pirate to remain where she was at the moment. Once the door was closed Tenchi broke down. These past few days had been horrible. Tokimi was getting closer each day and Washu's condition continued to become even more dangerous with each passing second. Normally, a person with a fever of 112 would be hospitalized, but then again Washu wasn't really that normal. She remained at home where she was haunted by the image of Tokimi.
Ryoko enclosed her arms around the crying prince. That was all she could really do. She understood what he was going through, there was a chance Washu wouldn't get over this her powers would be damaged to a level so great that her immortality would diminish. Ryoko was hoping beyond all belief that that would not happen. Her mother was this planet's only hope.
Washu's dreams where haunted by Tokimi and her persuasive words of release. The state she was in made it so Washu had little control over herself. Did Tokimi send this sickness for this purpose? Even in a subconscious state, Washu thought her belief to be true. What other reason was there?
" Come to me, Washu, set your soul free. Join me and once again be the ruler of all. Come, Goddess of Chaos."
The scientist's scream startled Ryoko and Tenchi. They stared down at her, pained to see her suffer so much. Ryoko shook the goddess, trying desperately to wake her but nothing seemed to work. Tenchi prayed in his thoughts for her to overcome all of this.
" Join me!"
" NO!" Washu screamed out in agony.
" Mom! Wake up, please! Open your eyes!"
" Join me!"
" AH!"
" Washu! Please, overcome this!"
The goddess's eyes flew open as she screamed once more. She looked to her right and saw the two people looking down at her with pity in their eyes. She hated being pitied.
" Out."
This caught Ryoko and Tenchi off guard.
" I said OUT!"
Getting the picture, they left; completely forgetting Taro was in the room.
" Why does everyone pity me? Why is it that they figure I'm weak? I hate it!" Washu then remembered Tokimi's words.
" Join me."
" Join her? No, I could never bring myself to do such a vile deed. If Tokimi just wants my power why is she so bent on brainwashing me? Is she really that foolish? She should know I would never even think of going with her. Yet...."
" Mamma?"
" Huh?" Washu looked in front of her to see Taro sitting on her feet. " Hi there. Are you having a better day than me? What do I think I'm doing?"
" Mamma!"
The scientists propped herself up, now resting on her elbows. She stared down at the young child she promised to take care of. That's right, she promised she would be his mother.
" Sorry I haven't been taking good care of you. Has Ayeka treated you well?"
Surprisingly, Taro nodded his head yes.
" Can you understand me? Hm, well I suppose it is possible. Well, Taro, I'm glad to hear it. I....AH!" the goddess placed both hands on the sides of her head, falling back down.
Tokimi's voice nearly screamed in her mind. Washu's head felt like it was going to explode, what an evil cry Tokimi had. Something was different about this cry...it had power behind it. What was Tokimi trying to do?
" You will join me and forget all those you love. You will become my slave!"
The verse repeated itself inside Washu's mind. Each time it rang, Washu felt as though she was losing control of herself. Every time she heard it, it was like her mind was giving in. The power behind her words was the cause.
" All of your friends hate you, they know you depend on them, they know you're weak. Join me and prove them wrong. Come to me."
" NO! I swear on my honor as the Goddess of Chaos I will never join you!"
" What honor? Tell me, Washu, when was the last time the Goddess of Chaos showed mercy upon those she cared to destroy? When was the last time she spared someone? When was the last time someone in the universe did not fear her?"
Tears streamed down her face as Washu was awakened to reality. As the Goddess of Chaos Washu had been feared. She was a monster only seeking destruction and wanting only to raise havoc among others. She had been everything she wished never to become. She wasn't human; she was a blood thirsty demon.
" You were a destroyer and always will be!"
" AH!" Washu screamed with all the agony and pain in her heart.
Ryoko threw the door off it's hinge as she ran into the room. Washu had collapsed against her pillow. The pirate moved closer, unprepared for what she was about to see.
" Mother?"
The mighty Goddess of Chaos rose from her resting place, eyes the color of blood.
Chapter 3
Giving In to Evil?
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to Anna! You've been there since day 1, never letting me down. When things get out of hand, you find a way to make me smile or listen to my thoughts. Thank you!
The members of the Masaki Clan filed into the room, one by one. Ayeka held onto young Taro and took a seat near the foot of the bed. Tsunami stood back, leaning against a nearby wall. Mihoshi sat quietly in a chair near Ayeka. Tenchi and Ryoko approached the bed with a cloth and a bucket of cold water. Tenchi seated himself on the edge of the bed, gazing at the sick victim of Tokimi's terror. Ryoko placed the cloth on the victim's forehead and took a seat next to the bed.
All was quiet. The only sound in the room was the faint beating of theirs hearts and the sound of breathing. No one dared to smile, not with Tenchi and Ryoko around. This was a serious time for the to of them, Taro as well. Washu had fallen ill.
It all started the night she awoke from the nightmare. Ryoko had heard the scream and waltzed into the lab only to find Washu panting heavily with tears streaming down her face as she slept. The pirate walked closer, placing a hand on her forehead, and realized she had a high fever. Tenchi and the others learned of this the morning that followed. Sadly, she was getting worse.
" I hope this helps," Ryoko dared to brake the silence.
Tenchi only nodded as he pushed a few strands of hair away from Washu's face.
" Perhaps it is best that we leave you and return to help Lord Mikamo and his son with their search for Tokimi," Ayeka spoke as she rose from her seat, leaving Taro behind.
The others agreed. Tenchi gave a sad look to Ryoko causing the pirate to remain where she was at the moment. Once the door was closed Tenchi broke down. These past few days had been horrible. Tokimi was getting closer each day and Washu's condition continued to become even more dangerous with each passing second. Normally, a person with a fever of 112 would be hospitalized, but then again Washu wasn't really that normal. She remained at home where she was haunted by the image of Tokimi.
Ryoko enclosed her arms around the crying prince. That was all she could really do. She understood what he was going through, there was a chance Washu wouldn't get over this her powers would be damaged to a level so great that her immortality would diminish. Ryoko was hoping beyond all belief that that would not happen. Her mother was this planet's only hope.
Washu's dreams where haunted by Tokimi and her persuasive words of release. The state she was in made it so Washu had little control over herself. Did Tokimi send this sickness for this purpose? Even in a subconscious state, Washu thought her belief to be true. What other reason was there?
" Come to me, Washu, set your soul free. Join me and once again be the ruler of all. Come, Goddess of Chaos."
The scientist's scream startled Ryoko and Tenchi. They stared down at her, pained to see her suffer so much. Ryoko shook the goddess, trying desperately to wake her but nothing seemed to work. Tenchi prayed in his thoughts for her to overcome all of this.
" Join me!"
" NO!" Washu screamed out in agony.
" Mom! Wake up, please! Open your eyes!"
" Join me!"
" AH!"
" Washu! Please, overcome this!"
The goddess's eyes flew open as she screamed once more. She looked to her right and saw the two people looking down at her with pity in their eyes. She hated being pitied.
" Out."
This caught Ryoko and Tenchi off guard.
" I said OUT!"
Getting the picture, they left; completely forgetting Taro was in the room.
" Why does everyone pity me? Why is it that they figure I'm weak? I hate it!" Washu then remembered Tokimi's words.
" Join me."
" Join her? No, I could never bring myself to do such a vile deed. If Tokimi just wants my power why is she so bent on brainwashing me? Is she really that foolish? She should know I would never even think of going with her. Yet...."
" Mamma?"
" Huh?" Washu looked in front of her to see Taro sitting on her feet. " Hi there. Are you having a better day than me? What do I think I'm doing?"
" Mamma!"
The scientists propped herself up, now resting on her elbows. She stared down at the young child she promised to take care of. That's right, she promised she would be his mother.
" Sorry I haven't been taking good care of you. Has Ayeka treated you well?"
Surprisingly, Taro nodded his head yes.
" Can you understand me? Hm, well I suppose it is possible. Well, Taro, I'm glad to hear it. I....AH!" the goddess placed both hands on the sides of her head, falling back down.
Tokimi's voice nearly screamed in her mind. Washu's head felt like it was going to explode, what an evil cry Tokimi had. Something was different about this cry...it had power behind it. What was Tokimi trying to do?
" You will join me and forget all those you love. You will become my slave!"
The verse repeated itself inside Washu's mind. Each time it rang, Washu felt as though she was losing control of herself. Every time she heard it, it was like her mind was giving in. The power behind her words was the cause.
" All of your friends hate you, they know you depend on them, they know you're weak. Join me and prove them wrong. Come to me."
" NO! I swear on my honor as the Goddess of Chaos I will never join you!"
" What honor? Tell me, Washu, when was the last time the Goddess of Chaos showed mercy upon those she cared to destroy? When was the last time she spared someone? When was the last time someone in the universe did not fear her?"
Tears streamed down her face as Washu was awakened to reality. As the Goddess of Chaos Washu had been feared. She was a monster only seeking destruction and wanting only to raise havoc among others. She had been everything she wished never to become. She wasn't human; she was a blood thirsty demon.
" You were a destroyer and always will be!"
" AH!" Washu screamed with all the agony and pain in her heart.
Ryoko threw the door off it's hinge as she ran into the room. Washu had collapsed against her pillow. The pirate moved closer, unprepared for what she was about to see.
" Mother?"
The mighty Goddess of Chaos rose from her resting place, eyes the color of blood.