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Summary: How did Washu create Ryoko? What happens to Ryoko when Kagato kidnapped her? How will the others think? R&R
Author's notes: Sorry for the long wait of the release of this chapter. I'll try and finish the story as quickly as possible but please don't flame me :) Anyway in the last chapter Ryoko had been threatened by Kagato, then Washu ran tests as a routine check accessing her memory... well yes you guessed it she found out about the threat! (long story short hehe! ')
Thank you: Everyone who has read and reviewed my story! It's a great help!
Anyway on with the show!
Washu's Creation: Chapter 5: Arguments, Fights and Danger
As the rest of the scientists stood gazing at the pair of mother and daughter, the jet black haired scientist came forward as addressed Washu.
"Professor?" He asked nervously, not knowing the outcome of his questioning.
She lifted her head from the mane of short, silky cyan spikes and the scientist saw that they were red raw.
'She's deeply hurt' He thought 'Well, no...'
Shifting his position slightly he began his question.
"P-professo-o-r?" He stuttered. She looked at him at deep emerald eyes making his stomach turn unnaturally. "Who was that man?"
Ryoko fell silent, her sobs muffled slightly.
"That man? His name is Kagato, my assistant"
"But, Kagato? Isn't he the clone of Naja, the original mass development project."
"That is correct" Washu said. "He is my assistant, since Naja passed away..."
"I see" He said as he adjusted his half moon glasses
Washu looked back at her daughter who was snuggled in her arms, the top of her cyan her brushing against her mothers chin.
He sat up from his chair, excited that his plan was going swiftly and smoothly. His yellow and red eyes darted around the room looking for signs of the red head bursting in at any moment wanted an explanation.
'Nope...' Kagato thought as he strode across the room with dark grey metallic walls and an even darker grey 'Any second now.'
As night fell Washu sat in Ryoko's room, Ryoko laid in her futon her head laid against the pillow, her golden eyes half closed, wondering, what was her mother going to say?
She hoped Washu would kill him. Hate him, her mind told her.
"...Mum?"
"Yes love?" She replied.
"What are you going to do?" Ryoko asked ask her mum gently moved a cyan bang that sat on top her eye. Washu returned a sad look and stroked Ryoko's cheek once more.
"Sleep, little Ryoko"
"BUT!" Ryoko blurted aloud. How could she peacefully sleep when her mother was arguing with a SOB about 20 yards away!? "
"Go to sleep" Washu said gently but firmly.
Ryoko instantly knew her mother's commanding tone and squeezed her golden orbs shut. Washu got up off the floor and strode proudly towards the door.
Automatically the door opened and she stepped through taking one last look at her huddled daughter, pretending to sleep.
I mean it!
Bu-
No buts Ryoko this is serious
It would be...
I HEARD THAT, PRINCESS
"DON'T CALL ME THAT MUM" Ryoko spat at her mother. She hated being called a princess. Princess's were stuck up and spoilt. At least the ones she knew.
When Ryoko was younger she had met with the first princess of Juria. Washu had had a meeting at the Holy Council of Juria and she had to attend seen as their was no babysitter. She had sat in the small room outside the hall were the council were meeting.
"Why should I play with the artificial scum!" Ryoko had heard the princess calling from the hall. Out of pure rage, for being called artificial scum and a hint of curiosity she pushed the giant gold doors open and activated her energy sabre.
"OI! How do you get off calling me artificial scum!" She yelled down the hall.
The Blue haired girl turned round and smiled at Ryoko, who was stood in a attacking position at the end of the hallway. A tall guard stood next to Neka in a blue jurian uniform.
"Firstly, Are you Ryoko? Secondly you address me buy 'princess'. I am Neka, daughter of the Jurian Emperor, Tenku III" Neka's smile turned sour as she replied to the 'artificial scum'.
"You better believe it sunshine" Ryoko taunted back.
"Ah! Yes Lady Washu's thing?" She snapped back. "Princess if you don't mind Miss Ryoko"
"I'm not a thing! I don't care if your a princess, you can't treat me like dirt" A hurt Ryoko cried.
Ryoko was very sensitive at that time, especially at been called a 'thing'. Kagato called her a thing. Her mother's assistants always treated as an experiment, like she didn't have feelings... It's just not fair!
"It's just not fair!!" Ryoko screamed as loud as she could and ran back threw the golden doors, away from the horrible princess.
"Azaka? Who or what was that?" Neka questioned the guard
"Ryoko, Daughter and creation of Lady Washu. I'd say she is a bit older than you Princess"
"Ryoko? Hmmm..." Neka pondered.
Ryoko had hated princesses after that. She had hid in the royal nursery. There were massive trees there and she felt so peaceful.
Everything was calm. That strange feeling you get when you think no-one can find you where ever you hid.
It was good then. About 6 hours later a guard walked into the nursery accompanied by Washu and a very very official person. Ryoko couldn't remember much after that. It was so long ago.
Laid there, Ryoko couldn't sleep. What is her mum going to do to Kagato? More likely, what is Kagato going to do to mum?
Mum? No reply...
Are you there? Still, nothing...
No, she couldn't take it anymore. She clambered out of her bed, and out of the door. Running down what seemed to be miles and miles of corridors of the Galactic Science Academy as fast as her agile legs could carry her. Her night dress was lilac and had a picture of a giant Washu head. Typical.
She made it to the entrance of Kagato's room and just before her hand hit the enter keypad she heard a painful scream.
Louder than she'd ever heard. It was unfamiliar to her. Someone must be in serious trouble there.
As fast as she could she typed the 4-digit code into the panel on the side. The door whooshed open and she saw the most horrific sight she would never forget. Washu, her mother, her creator was being encased in a giant crystal.
To the side she could she Kagato with a vicious smile across his face. His palm was open was and pointing at Washu.
Another glance at Washu, she saw that it didn't look like her mother. She seemed older. Her clothes were the same.
Her hair was longer. But her futures were a lot more mature. Something she had never seen before.
"MUM!" She shouted when out of shock. She lepta over to the crystal, now fully encasing Washu.
Suddenly Ryoko was forced back with an incredible, invisible force. She crashed along the floor and smacked into a wall.
Opening her eyes as best she could she saw Kagato lean over her and hold out his hand to her. Her mind clouded and she couldn't think but to give him her hand.
No don't please... I won't. You son of a bitch... Leave me alone
"Come Ryoko" He commanded in a tone that demanded authority.
She couldn't stop! She was moving towards him. Like her body wasn't part of her brain.
What's going on?
"Come! Soja!"
The last thing Ryoko heard was a loud sound of rockets from a space ship and a teleported shimmer.
No!
Authors Notes: Done! Phew!
Neka, is a character I made up to be the princess in that Era. Aeka wouldn't have been born yet you see so it wouldn't make sense.
Thanks for reading and I will try to update when I can. Review please!
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