No Need For Another Girl

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Chapter 2: Her History

The younger demoness looked at Ryoko questioningly. "Why are you looking at me like that, Elder? Have you never seen a half-breed before?" Both the other women looked surprised. The younger one laughed. "Most likely not. I'm one of the few half-breeds that survived The Hunt. I don't know much about this dimension, but by what I hear from outside, it sounds like it's peaceful. By your looks, you don't know what I'm talking about." She looked at them, expecting an answer.

Once the ex-space pirate got over her shock, she looked at the girl with an angry fire in her eyes. "I am not an Elder! I don't even have a wrinkle! See! See!" Ryoko exclaimed, floating in front of the other demoness so close that the girl had to shrink back in her seat.

"Oh! Sorry, ma'am, but in my dimension we call the wise and power-ful older demons and demonesses Elders out of respect. The older one from ourselves, I mean," said the girl, getting up so fast that she knocked over Ryoko and sent her flying in the air.

She caught herself in time to see the younger demoness jumping to the floor like the inhabitants from the planets she had taken over. She knew it wasn't out of flattery, but of respect. 'Why would a totally stranger bow to me? I didn't even threaten her!' She flew down to the ground next to the girl and helped her up. "Who are you?"

"Oh! How impolite of me. I am know as Rosethorn, Inu-Angel Z Rosethorn. Daughter of Inu-Angel Rose, of the Fire Angels, and Z Thorn, of the Red Dragons. Nothing else to say. Only that I have been wandering all my life."

Ryoko looked thoughtful. 'Z Thorn...I where have I heard that name before?' "Ah! That's where I've heard his name before!" Ryoko exclaimed, turning back to Rosethorn. "What was your father's nickname?"

"Everyone called him Thorn Blood. I think it's because he didn't think twice about killing anyone. Not even my mother." Her face went expression- less, like a painted mask.

Washu looked at Rosethorn sympathetically. 'She must have seen more than anyone could take of killing, war and dieing. I've even heard of the cold blooded killer 'Thorn Blood'. He was the one that killed thousands of humans, animals, and demons. His one and only son killed him because he thought his father had failed his mission in life. I wonder why her even colder brother didn't kill her.

'Could you get colder than her father did? I'm surprised that this girl, his daughter, could survive even a moment in his company. Or her brother's for that matter. It was said she stayed in her brother's company until she was able to fend for herself. Then he dumped her by a lagoon somewhere in that dimension's wilderness. Poor, poor girl. Has no where to go home to.'

"How did you survive with that cold-blooded killer? Surely you had to fight for your life!"

"No, I didn't. He took care of me. My father said that I brought out another side of him. He said it was because I was so strong. I wonder what he meant by that? He tried to explain it to me. He said I was good at fighting. That I may even be stronger than him. But I don't think so. I can sense every living thing's power level, and his was way greater than mine was. Too many people say that my dad was a cold-blooded killer. That may be true, but that was before I was brought into this world. He raised me.

"Whenever we passed some of his war friends, he would act like he was still his old self. When they say me, they asked who the pup was. He would always say that he was raising me to make sure the demon population on their side didn't run out. When I asked him what he meant, he explained the mating ritual to me. Then he told me he was just truing to keep me safe until he could get me a good home. You see, there were not many good homes back then. There are a few more orphanages and other shelters because of all the people being killed.

"I have seen things that you cannot even imagine. You don't want to go to my dimension. There is too much killing, destruction, war, anddeath. I don't even want to think about it any more. It's worse for me. I'm a half-breed. My parents died because they mated. Not many would take that chance. But my parents did. I was the cause of all their trouble. Both sides want me dead. I don't know why my mother's side does. All I know is that with me dead, many a conflict will end, and many a battle will stop. My brother took me in and tried to train me to be a killer. But to no avail. I wish they would just end the war. I don't know why I am still breathing. I just am."

The young half-breed turned to Washu. "I think that information should help you in your research for your subject of 'a half-breed's life in the 3004 year of dimension 1302.'"

"What do you mean by 'half-breed'?" Ryoko ask curiously. She flew away from Rosethorn and just lye there, floating in the air like a swimmer doing the backstroke would on water.

The younger demoness chuckled softly. "You don't have a war hear, I forgot. I am half Angel Fire and half Red Dragon. Both are the most feared on either the angel side or the demon side. Both have the best-trained and most powerful warriors. My mother and father were the best of the best in their generation. They were breeding the strongest warrior, some said. Most were disappointed to find out I was a female. My father said that most females were just for mating. I think that's pretty old fashioned compared to the other dimensions I've been to."

Rosethorn yawned. "Before you brought me here, I was fighting assasians. I'm tired and hungry. Do you know a place here where I can get some food?" She stretched. Then her nose started sniffing the air like a dog would when you were eating dinner. "Something smells good...sniff... sniff...Smells like chicken. I haven't had a good meal in weeks! I hope you don't mind if I eat and sleep here tonight, do you?"

"'Course not. Tomorrow you can help me with some more of my research." Washu looked at her computer's clock. "Time for the testing of my new wishing machine. You two, out! I need space to work. OUT!"

Washu pushed them out the door.

'This is going to be interesting. I hope she doesn't fall all over my Tenchi. She doesn't seem like that type. When she was talking about the mating thing she didn't even blush,' thought the ex-space pirate. She shrugged mentally. 'Who cares? It's dinnertime!'

TO BE CONTINUED...