Disclaimer - This crossover fanfic is not for profit. All characters within are property of their respective owners. Please don't sue me, you won't get anything out of it since I'm but a poor otaku.
With about six or more different groups running around, I'm now forced to break them up into alternating chapters. The ones you see in this chapter will show back up after the next chapter.
There is a hint of lemon, but nothing more to put the fic in that category.
############# PLANET TIFOR - GOTHAX EMPIRE HOMEWORLD ##############
"Any news on the individual reported on Telleo?"
The officer bowed before his majesty Emperor Gothax. "Yes sire. The local officials have been unable to capture, or even injure him. He has great power, and only seems to be playing with us. Our intercept fleet, and two contingents of special operations have been dispatched."
"Pull them back. We are fortunate that the only damage that has been done is to enforcer droids. I will not tolerate loss of life. This opponent is too powerful, I will have to deal with him myself. Prepare the royal guard and the Katana Fleet. In fifteen minutes we depart." Waiting for a minute, Gothax tried to think of what else was bothering him... ah yes.. the ships.
"What is the status of those three ships detected departing from Kyah's stronghold?"
"They escaped our detectors. They had the best equipment around, and outran our probes."
"Very well. Send some troops to the planets where they mostly warped to. Oh, and we'll be making a short detour past the star system that exploded yesterday. Round up the science team and their shuttle to accompany the fleet." Thinking to himself, Gothax let a smile creep out. `It will give me a chance to dodge the dinner arrangement with the viceroy of Dandgo. Politics isn't my style, especially with every twink wanting to marry their daughter to me after the failed wedding...` his smile changed to a frown. `and Kyah will pay for that dearly.`
The officer left in a hurry, not wanting to take the punishment of whoever got the majesty riled up. A good sign of Gothax's irritability is the twitching of the left ear, and it was twitching more than usual in the past four months after the failed ceremony.
-- FLASHBACK --
"The day looks wonderful your majesty. You couldn't have picked a better location for the ceremony." Gothax's advisor was beaming. He had helped set up the upcoming ceremonies personally, and now it was falling into place perfectly.
Gothax was in an equally good mood, after all, he was the groom. "Yes, Verina was my birthplace, and is just as beautiful as it was in my childhood."
Closing his eyes, Gothax remembered flying through the air with his father, the previous emperor to this quadrant of the galaxy. The ocean water, with it's light green tint from the yellow skies, sparkled. Light clouds and a slight breeze, were the norm on the planet. No rain ever occurred, but yet the planet flourished with vegetation, fed by underground water not far from the surface. It was close enough to put moisture into the air, but not too much too cause discomfort. The absence of rain was because of the climate controllers, put in place hundreds of years ago by the settlers.
Noticing the dual star system almost at the horizon, Gothax knew it was time. The final kiss was to take place at the last gleam of light gleaming over the couple. "Signal the proceedings to begin."
The next five minutes were wonderful, with the bride coming down the aisle, with the four thousand attendees standing on either side. Kyah's gown was covered completely with crystals that absorbed the yellow light and reflecting it white. She carried her family staff, which the head of which would be placed on the grooms. This symbolized the merging of the two families, and their power was combined under the groom, who would become head of both families.
Before stepping on the podium though, Kyah ended the wedding. Telekinetically reaching out, she pulled Gothax's staff toward her, surprising the groom. Snapping it over her knee, she broke it in two. Her family rose up, and attacked the house of Gothax. The ensuing battle ended when Gothax powered to full and destroyed the area, and everyone else. Kyah escaped however during the chaos. The dust created from the blast rose into the air, and still circles the planet to the day, destroying the climate of the planet, and smothering it in a nuclear winter that no amount of cleanup could fix.
-- END FLASHBACK --
Rising from his seat, Gothax roared, "SHE WILL PAY!"
The roar echoed through the corridors, hastening everyone's pace.
The one hundred ship fleet, along with the royal guard fighter squadron and a science vessel, departed four minutes ahead of schedule.
############# JUUBAN ##############################################
"I wish we could see a glimmer of that old personality from her. It's been three days."
"I know Rei," sighed Minako. "I knew the shock would be great if something like this happened, but, never like this. She hasn't eaten anything, and I'm getting worried. Ranma doesn't seem to be doing so well either. After finding his powers, he is so quiet."
"At least he is talking somewhat... Washu convinced him to transform as a guy, revealing that there is a male version of the senshi. He looked sharp in that cape."
Falling back into silence, the two girls sat on a large boulder in the courtyard. C-Ko was busy talking with everyone that was willing, and trying her best to cheer the bunch up. It was the only thing that kept their heads above water, that, and the constant quest to stay away from her cooking. Ranma could stomach it barely, having admitted to worst, which surprised the rest of the bunch. Washu was amazed at the concoctions C-Ko came up with, muttering something about spontaneous combustion and the secret of DNA.
When Washu wasn't studying Ranma or the deadly mixes, she was with Amy in the newest addition to the shrine. After the big battle, there were injuries to be tended, and not enough rooms to put everyone in. A spare closet was converted into a huge laboratory/medical bay. Supposedly, the two minds were creating the instrument to rescue their friends, and to get back at the organization responsible for Mamoru's death.
Rei sat up on her elbows and look up at the sunset. "I have a guess as to why Ranma is so quiet. Usagi we understand, but he's another. It's either he misses, what was her name?"
"Akane. I'm not convinced of that though. Remember how he was before transforming in his guy form? He looked like he lost his dignity. After the transformation, part of that looked to have returned, but not fully. I must be confusing, being someone from the far past, and not even being the same... you know."
Rei only nodded, and watched the last gleams of light come over the horizon.
Later that evening at the dinner table, Ranma got up the strength to speak with Usagi, who just stared at her food.
"It's really good. Makato has cooked up a storm, and while it may not compare to Kasumi's cooking, it'll keep you-urk!"
"What do you mean it will just do!" With that Ranma's foot in mouth disease ended him in the pond, the fourth time that day.
Usagi, still just stared at her food, oblivious to the two girls fighting. She just couldn't get over it, he was gone. And she just watched it happen. Despite all of her attacks, the murderess didn't even flinch, and only after it happened, was she able to do anything to her. She had the power before, but not in time to save him. Grabbing a roll, she ran inside, and cried herself to sleep.
The roll didn't go unnoticed, and Minako knew she was slowly recovering.
Meanwhile, in the laboratory, Washu and Amy were just about finished with the gateway. All it needed was some fine tuning, and an energy source to open the way to the preset coordinates.
"Ready? Let's go get Ranma to hook in and power the reactor. We haven't much time left. I detected a disturbance in the energy balance between universes. Something big just exploded, and it was related to something ripping through fabric of space-time itself. We must hurry!"
"Ok. Be right back!" Washu stayed behind, and Amy opened the door, only to be blasted back. A shadowed figure stood in the door, with his arm out streched. Another blast flung forward and hit the dimensional equipment.
The resulting explosion blew Washu back, but uninjured. The machine however, was totally demolished. Satisfied with his work, the figured swung around, letting his cape flare into the air before disappearing. Amy and Washu slowly got up, shaking the debree off themselves, and called the other scouts to inform them of the bad, and good news about their visitor.
############# TELLEO SPACE PORT ###################################
"Sir! What are your orders tonight?" After saluting, Colonel Xunil patiently awaited the nights plans. With three nights of complete failures, enormous collateral damage - but luckily only one officer was killed due to falling debris. The golden haired brute seems to be concentrating on humiliating them and just having sport, not conquest.
"We are bringing out the big guns tonight. The military has agreed to use the Tunsken Gunships to ambush him. We'll send out the drones, and they'll lead him into a trap... right here." The General pointed to a spot on the hologram map of the city, where a valley between the buildings carved into the landscape. Seven red dots blinked on the ridges, indicating where the gunships would be positioned.
"I hope it works sir. Those things are the strongest non nuclear weapons we have. The whole valley will be turned into a molten pool of lava."
"I know it won't work. The Stinger Snipers concentrated lasers directly on him, and it didn't even touch him. They just warped around his shielding, what ever he has. Comparing the firepower of the Gunships and the Snipers, the Snipers pack more power per concentrated area than the Gunships. So, I've put our last hope into effect. A sixty billion double ney bounty has been put on his head - dead or alive. It's the largest bounty ever known. If we can't beat him, we'll attract someone who can take him one on one."
Letting a sigh out, General Sunil shuffled the growing pile of papers on his desk. This intruder was only half of his problem. The other half was a half billion refugees from the neighboring star system.
Hitting his comm button, "What's the status of the emergency relief convoys coming in? The Dlavrot refugees are still coming in, and our regular supplies for the resident population can't last much longer. Already prices are skyrocketing, and the black market even starting to deal in food generator pods."
"We are having difficulty getting confirmation on that sir. Two convoys didn't check in yesterday. They aren't declared missing for another two days, so we haven't sent out a search team." The voice on the other end knew this was a mistake just after speaking it.
"WHAT! We have millions sitting out there, hungry, and you worry about protocol! GET A TEAM OUT THERE NOW!" Sunil slammed the button on the comm, and ran his fingers through his hair. "I really need a vacation..."
--- Elsewhere in the city, Ryoko was cashing in on her latest catch.
"Here you are miss. Five hundred neys." After handing the data card, the officer behind the desk continued. "Tell you the truth, I didn't expect anyone to go after a creep that just broke a window downtown. Hard up for cash eh?"
"Ya. I've already cashed in on all the big ones. That was the last bounty in this district. You sure you don't have anymore?"
At that moment, fate decided to have some fun. Above the desk was a television set, a screen showed a late breaking news flash. "Sixty billion double neys are being rewarded for the capture, dead or alive of this individual." To the right of the robotic newscaster was several close-up views of Vegeta. "He is wanted for the destruction of several buildings in area forty, and also for destroying 90% of police and military forces on the planet. Consider him extremely dangerous." The next few scenes showed him powering up into super saiyan form, and turning to slag a line of droids by flying through them.
Ryoko cracked her knuckles and went out the door, "That bounty is as good as mine." She then proceeded to break out her best villain laugh.
---- In area forty, Tenchi and Goku were busy at their new job
"Wonder what could have caused all this damage," Goku commented as he casually tossed a ten ton I-beam onto the demolition platform. Tenchi was attempting to control a power suit to do the same, but kept tripping over everything, and causing more damage. "I'll just stick around tonight and see if I can help. Someone could get hurt."
"You help!?" Tenchi swallowed. He knew his friend was strong, and could fly, but to take on the thing that blew up this block had to be crazy. "Umm, you sure you want to do that? It would probably pound you into the ground."
"Awe, I've seen worst. It'll be fun to cut loose. It's probably been about weeks since the last time, and that was with Vegeta when we were pulled through."
"If you are going to stick around, I'll help. I'm not exactly defenseless when pushed."
"All right!" Goku tossed two huge pieces of concrete and metal into the air in his enthusiasm, thinking he was aiming toward the platform. "It's settled then. We'll camp out on the roof of that building and catch whatever is causing this tonight." After completing his statement, the two pieces came down, knocking him on the head. Being Goku, it didn't seriously hurt him, but gave a good size bump and a few curses, while running around holding his head. Tenchi tear dropped and continued to try his futile attempts at walking in the power suit.
############# BATTLE CRUISER WILDFYRE #############################
If there was any time to relax before the storm, it was now. With the crews off with their orders to carry out, the whole operation was running on autopilot. Kyah had deployed her small, but effective, fleet to do hit and run attacks to divert Gothax's attention from the three special operations parties. Being on autopilot left Kyah nothing to do. Even when the convoys and space ports they were raiding came up with a surprise, her pilots knew well to pull back, and lead the enemy into a trap with the larger ships.
Rolling over in her bed, she put her left arm over Kis's chest. His muscles tensed, signaling he was awake.
"I see you've been working out mister..."
Turning his head toward her, "Not really. Don't have the time after spending all my hours in the lab. To remedy my fitness problem, and to get the doc off my back, I created little nanobots and injected them into my system. They go through my cells and fix up old tissue, regenerate damaged cells, and strengthen the genetic makeup. That was about two years ago when I started the treatment. Only in the past two months has all the slow work done within started to show." Leaning toward her, he kissed her forehead. "Glad to see you liked."
At the mention of his lab, she wondered what else he was working on. "What other projects you got going that I don't know about?"
"Not much, after finishing up the three groups, I have only two projects for the staff. The new ship we encountered yesterday in the noon raid. For it's amazingly small size, it packs a wallop, superb speed, and amazing firepower. I'm trying to work out a handheld version of it's weapons and improve our ships' shielding. We're lucky we only had four to deal with, twenty of those could have wiped the fleet out. I suspect these may be some of Gothax's new models."
"Don't mention his name please... besides, I have you."
"Indeed." They then threw the sheets over their heads...
--- Outside the ship ---
The last of the fighters were returning to the carrier after a successful raid. Several tons of ore were stolen, and the auto detonate triggers set on the remaining convoy ships. As Kyah's fleet went to warp, nuclear fireworks lit up the area.