And part 3
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Heaven and Eternity

by K'thardin

Standard Disclaimer:  (Do I really gotta write this $#!+?) Any lawyers from
AIC, Pioneer, or whatnot please don't sue.  I know these aren't mine (except
what I made).  I have no money and only hope you may pass this on to the
creators of this series in hopes they might actually take me seriously and
animate some of this (wishful thinking I know, but hey it could happen).

Author's Forward:  You know I went away for Christmas expecting to do
nothing
for two weeks.  Instead I found myself finishing about five other stories
using the old fashioned pencil and paper way (The one I did watching "It's a
Wonderful Life" Christmas eve was very cool I thought).  Oh well, no problem
I
suppose except now I have to transfer them all to digital info.  Fun!
Anyway
this one is about Tenchi's little problem with accessing his power when he
wants.  I also hope to shed a little light on why he can't, and what they do
to correct this.  Hope you like this one I entitled it:

Wings of the Light Hawk

"I must not fear.  Fear is the mind killer."
  -Herbert

<Opening theme:  Sweet Child O'mine-Guns and Roses>

<Playing lightly in the background:  Sweet Dreams-Eurythmics>

 Tenchi was not amused.  No, in fact it could probably be said he was
annoyed, and rapidly growing into pissed off by the whole situation.
Presently he was in Washuu's lab (he wasn't entirely sure how he came to be
there mind you), held captive by her Guinea Pig Restraint Globe(tm), with
various probes and other advance looking test devices attached to him. Oh,
and
nearly nude; somehow he always wound up in this state in her lab.  That
thought pushed him into out right rage; momentarily causing the Washuu
Psycho
Sensor(tm) to flash brightly, before it went back to the individual lights
blinking at the random thoughts that went through his head.
 "You finished yet Mi...Washuu-chan?" He almost called her Miss Washuu
again.  It was a good thing he caught himself as the last time he did that
she
nearly blew his head off, literally. "I really do have something that I need
to do today y'know."
 She didn't even look up from her terminal when she answered. "I'll be
done very shortly, so you needn't worry about that."  She did look up then,
"You've kept trying right?"
 He knew what she meant. Have I kept trying to generate the wings at
will?  As a matter of fact..."That's kind of what I was going to be working
with Cyraqs-sensei on today."

<Me So Horny-by whoever sings that>

 That's true, she thought.  But I still have some time before they start
that.  Tenchi began to shudder as an unholy gleam entered her eyes.  She
slowly, seductively, started to walk toward him; causing him to amend his
previous statement.  That look isn't just unholy, that's sheer and unbridled
lust.  Which was kind of disconcerting since it seemed to be coming from a
girl of about twelve years of age (and no it didn't help that she could
become
a damn hot lady either).  He wasn't too concerned (bullshit) about that as
usually one of the various other ladies of the house would come along and
save
him.
 Finally reaching him she grasped his shoulders and pulled herself up and
on him in a very compromising (no this ain't the lemon either) position.
Nuzzling his cheek she whispered seductively to him. "Did you know it's only
four in the morning?"
 Tenchi immediately realized the implications of her words causing the
lights on the Psycho Sensor to blow out in loud little pops as they were
assaulted by a single powerful thought.  OH SHIT!
 "You know I have yet to get that sperm sample from you.  I think now
would be a very good time don't you?"  Please help me Kami-sama, he cried
silently.
 He knew his fate was likely sealed, because as much as he was probably
going to enjoy this; when the others found out...he was dead!  And it was
unlikely that anyone would come in and save him because no one could hear
him
scream in here, and in any case, no one was up at this hour.
 "Excuse me." a strangely deep and reverberating voice interrupted them.
 "GAAAAAAA!" she cried and jumped off of Tenchi quickly, who had damn
near fainted by this time.
 Kami-sama still loves me; I'm saved, Tenchi thought in relief.
 A very deep red then purple blush came over Washuu when she saw who it
was.  It would have been easy to explain what was going on to Mihoshi
(gullible did not even begin to describe her) and Sasami would have fled in
embarrassment.  However to be caught by this man, her son, of all people...
 If he was in the least bit disconcerted by what he had witnessed he gave
no sign.  He mearly looked preoccupied with something else before he began
speaking.
 "Are you ready to begin Tenchi?" he asked the semiconscious form hanging
on the restraint globe.
 "Now would be the perfect time."
 "Very well."  Cyraqs looked over at Washuu; his expression still
indeterminate, an effect magnified by his ever-present sunglasses. "Good
morning mother." Did he almost sound disapproving?  Tenchi wasn't sure.
 "'Morning." she managed to reply weakly.
 Tenchi suddenly felt himself freed of the device, and he dropped easily
to the floor.  Somehow his clothes wound up back on him as he landed.
 "Saves a little time." Cyraqs said by way of explanation. "Walk with me.
We have things to discuss before we begin."  He inclined his head to Washuu.
"Later."  She waved back sickly as they walked out.
 "Cyraqs..." Tenchi began to thank him, but stopped when he saw the space
cold fury in Cyraqs' expression.
 I can only imagine what must be going on through his mind.  Seeing
Washuu, his very own mother, and me...like that!  It's not even my fault!  I
hope he doesn't blame me for it.
 Tenchi was startled when Cyraqs started laughing suddenly. "I don't hold
you in the least responsible."  Say what?
 "How did you...I mean how..."
 Cyraqs grinned at him. "Quit thinking so loud.  It's kind of hard to
tune it out you'll find."  His mood turned sad, and a trifle regretful then.
"I suppose I shouldn't blame her for finding someone else after all this
time.
Still..." he couldn't bring himself to finish.
 "I wish I could make it right somehow." Oh did he wish he could.  He was
really beginning to like this short guy.  In him he saw a friend, probably
the
only one he had.  And to cause him that kind of pain was the last thing he
wanted to do.  He noticed that they were now at the steps that led to the
shrine.  Shrugging Tenchi began to scale them with Cyraqs.
 <Dimensional travel.  You'll learn this too.>
 Cyraqs had talked to him like that before, so he wasn't surprised.
Instead he was already considering the many uses this kind of travel could
offer.
 "Now listen Tenchi, don't worry about my problems with Washuu.  There is
nothing you can really do about it." he said out loud. "That's a problem I
must resolve myself."  In the future. As much as I might wish otherwise I
have
to make training you my primary concern.  Otherwise when the shit hits the
fan, and you're not ready, people we care about could die.  Including
Mother.
They were silent for a time before Cyraqs spoke again. "I have been giving
your problem some thought Tenchi."
 "Which one?" he asked wryly.
 "The one involving your inability to access your power.  Any other
problems you may have are entirely yours.  Besides I wouldn't worry too much
about the others." he shrugged, "Things like that have a habit of working
themselves out eventually.
 "Thanks a lot." he said, not in the least comforted by the shorter mans
pronouncement.
 "All part of the service.  Now as I said before; I have given this
problem some thought," they finally crested the last of the stairs, "and
from
what I can tell about what you've told me; you're so afraid of your power
that
you have somehow sealed it away from yourself."
 I suppose that's possible, he thought, but why would I be afraid of it?
 "Well think about it.  You have never had any experience with any kind
of power before.  Hell you haven't even pulled off a simple Ki blast, but
all
of the sudden you face one cosmic menace and just as suddenly find you have
power enough to kill him and few dozen star systems as an after thought.
That
didn't frighten you just a little?"
 As a matter of fact that did scare him.  It scared the living shit out
of him when he thought about it.  If that is the case..."How do we get
around
this then?"
 "I've thought about that too.  Washuu told me about the times you have
accessed your power, and from what I could tell it involved (how should I
put
this) one of two specific factors." he replied.
 "So you think if we duplicated the factors involved we could eventually
overcome my block?"
 Cyraqs was impressed with his reasoning skills, "Precisely.  I figured
out a couple of ways it could be done; a fast way or a slow way.  Which do
you
prefer?"
 "I am really tired of not being able to control it.  Let's do it the
fast way."
 Cyraqs grinned very evilly.  "I had a feeling you might say that."
Without skipping a beat he gave Tenchi a backhanded punch that sent him
across
the shrine yard.

 <Fire-Mortal Kombat Annihilation sound track>

 What the hell?!  It was the only thought he had time for before he was
forced to roll quickly to one side as Cyraqs jumped an incredible distance;
landing right where he had been half a second ago.  The impact caused a
small
explosion throwing Tenchi away from the area.
 Rolling when he hit the ground with the practiced ease of many years of
his Grandfather's training, he sprang to his feet.  The Tenchi-ken was
instantly in his hands and sprang to life in a light-saber like hiss.  To no
avail; Cyraqs quickly rushed him from the small crater he had created, and
just as quickly hit Tenchi's wrist, disarming him.  Tenchi was taken aback
at
how fast this man was attacking him.  Cyraqs used this momentary distraction
to deliver a roundhouse kick to Tenchi's chest.  The force of the kick sent
him towards and through the Shrine's fence and into the forest surrounding
the
Shrine.
 He was dazed as he weakly pulled himself to his feet.  He tried to focus
on the man advancing on him, but his eyes didn't seem to want to cooperate.
He did see something; however, and when he realized what it was it chilled
him
to the bone.  Cyraqs had both hands raised and a globe of power, far
stronger
than he had ever seen before, was forming between his hands.
 He had seen Ryouko do this more times than he could count, and even if
he hadn't, he had seen enough Dragon Ball Z to know what this meant.  THIS
GUY
IS GOING TO KILL ME!  It was his last real thought as Cyraqs sent his beam
of
pure force toward Tenchi.
 Time seemed to slow down for him.  The fear for his own life had driven
everything else from his mind, and he saw the white light in his mind again,
inviting him to take it up. USE ME! a part of his mind cried.  He reached
out
and accepted it; drawing the power into the open and from there all around
into himself.  As before he felt the change overtake him; calming him.  With
this there was nothing he could not do!
 This had all taken place in a fraction of a microsecond, and when done
he faced the power coming at him without fear; knowing nothing could harm
him.
It should be pointed out that overconfidence has been the downfall of many
an
individual (tyrants, dictators, avid video gamers, and the like), and while
Tenchi did not wind up dead, it surprised the hell out of him, what happened
next.
 The blast struck the field of pure light-hawk force that he had placed
before him, and he was pushed back.  Actually pushed back!  It was
inconceivable to him; nothing had ever been able to stand up to him before,
much less do this!  The energy finally abated, but he sensed a new attack
about to come his way.  Quickly he willed his sword and armor into existence
and prepared himself.
 Cyraqs watched all this and smiled in anticipation.  If he thought that
was something, now he's in for a real surprise.  Concentrating a small
sphere
of force with two long diamond like force constructs to either side of it
appeared before him.  Grasping it; a pulse of light ran along it's length,
and
where it passed it was changed to a long wood like pole, until finally his
fighting staff was fully formed.
 Tenchi barely parried the first strike, but quickly recovered.  With
that the battle began in earnest.
 <Yes, Tenchi, feel the flow of power to you as you access it!>
 Tenchi brought his sword down in an overhand strike; Cyraqs raised the
staff over his head to block.
 <You are only using a minute fraction of the power you are capable of.>
 Cyraqs quickly thrust the sword aside, and brought his staff around to
strike at Tenchi's midsection.
 <As you use more of your power you find everything about you will be
amplified.  Strength and speed for example.>
 Tenchi blocked the thrust to his side with the sword; consciously
pulling in more power, he moved faster than any normal human being could
ever
hope to and performed a flying hurricane kick in mid block.
 <The power you are using comes from all things and all places.  It's
every kind of energy in creation.>
 Cyraqs ducked under the kick and swept Tenchi's legs out from under him.
 <There are no limits to what can be accomplished.  All limits are set by
ourselves.>
 Tenchi fell and rolled gracefully backwards.  Recovering his feet with
ease he delivered a powerful horizontal swipe of his sword toward the
smaller
man's throat.
 <We constantly transcend our limitations, and therefore, become more
powerful.>
 Cyraqs dodged nimbly, while twirling his staff in a downward arc toward
Tenchi's head.
 <But the true secret of the power is something much more subtle, and
wonderful at the same time.>
 Tenchi sidestepped the strike and parried the follow through aimed at
his head.
 <The power is ultimately used to protect those we love.  Just like you
have always done.>
 The two fighters pulled back from each other; circling each other
warily.
 <That's the biggest secret of our power Tenchi.  If you have the will;
if you have the love; no force can overcome you.>  With that Cyraqs' mind
fell
silent within Tenchi.
 The two powerful beings moved toward each other again; dodging,
striking, parrying; continuing for many hours.  Finally they stopped; Tenchi
breathing very hard, Cyraqs not breathing at all.  Both were smiling
(Adrenaline is cool, man).
 "You feel it, Tenchi?  You finally feel it?"
 He had never held on to his power this long before, but now Tenchi
marveled at the feel of the power coursing through every fiber of his being.
He could see things he never could before.  Hear things, smell things, touch
things, like never before.  He even had new senses that couldn't be
described
on those terms.  It was like existing simultaneously in different realities
and dimensions all at the same time.  It was confusing, terrible,
overwhelming.  It was fantastic.
 He didn't even try to keep the exultation out of his voice.  "YES!  This
is the most awesome thing I have ever experienced!"
 Cyraqs nodded his head in understanding. "It is, but even now you barely
see a fraction of its totality.  Soon you will exist in all realities and
dimensions, do things you never thought possible, experience things you
could
never hope to imagine!  It's one hell of a trip, let me tell you."
 Tenchi could only marvel at it all.  With a cry that pierced the heavens
he sent a bolt of pure energy in the sky; breaking the silence of the world
with it boom as it exploded, coloring it in all directions (Plasma, right?).
 Relaxing, he let his armor and sword vanish.  The white-light in his
mind faded, but pulsed weakly at the edge of his consciousness; waiting to
be
used again.  He wasn't afraid of it anymore.
 How could he be after today?
 He looked over at Cyraqs (who had let his staff vanish) in gratitude; he
mearly inclined his head toward Tenchi.
 "I once had a student around four thousand-five hundred years ago." he
started.  Tenchi was unsure of where he was going with this, especially
after
what happened, but he listened.  "He was half Tetranian like me, and like me
went through hell there.  In one of the struggles of our race a good portion
of his body was destroyed.  I took it upon myself to teach him how to
compensate for that.  After awhile his body became mostly energy; he could
move easily; do whatever he wanted.  What he wanted was to try to make
things
better."  He smiled bitterly. "I introduced him to a person I knew would be
able to help him achieve his goal.  She needed another assistant anyway so
she
took him on.  I had no idea how warped he had become though.  He wanted to
make it all better by conquering it all."
 Something in Tenchi's mind clicked at hearing this.  Does he mean..?
 "Kagato?" he asked in disbelief.
 He nodded his head sadly. "Yes.  There are a couple of lessons here.
First one is no matter how old or good we become sometimes we misjudge
things;
peoples.  The Second one is this:  Never ever forget why you have the power.
If you do you wind up hurting the people you love like he did.  It also
makes
you our enemy.  Do you understand?"
 He knew what to say then.  He had said it once before to the same man
that Cyraqs was talking about. "I would rather die, than forsake any one of
them."
 Cyraqs looked into his eyes and saw the truth of Tenchi's words.
Alright then Tenchi.  Let's do this.
 "So I take it from that class twenty power blast the light-hawk wing
problem has been solved?"  Washuu always picked the strangest times to show
up.
 Tenchi did not answer in words, but in producing his usual three for
her.  He was fairly sure he could do more, but he didn't think it would be
wise to push it just yet.
 Washuu's ever present light board sprang in front of her awaiting
fingertips.  She took some power level readings and watched, eyes very wide,
as the power measurements went off scale.  Yes, I definitely believe that
problem is solved.
 Tenchi grinned at her as he let the light-hawk wings drop, and he
surveyed the damage the battle had caused.  There was some slight damage,
but
not really bad, despite the power levels focused at each other.  Still
something would have to be done.
 "We better clean this place up a little." he suggested.
 Taking a gander at the area himself; Cyraqs could only agree.  "Probably
a good idea.  Gives you the opportunity to start the next part anyway."
 "Next part?"
 "Control."
 The two headed toward the shrine to begin repairs, psychokinetic like.
Washuu decided to teleport back to her lab to input this new data, and
observe
their progress with more powerful equipment.  Hell, she couldn't let
research
like this slip through her fingers.
 Unbeknownst to any of them a fourth person; very female, tall, with
water blue hair, and pink eyes was watching them.
 Her original intentions here were to keep an eye on her 'weapon' against
the dark goddess.  She had been watching him all his life, carefully guiding
him toward that fateful day when he would be needed in the battle against
Tokimi.  She loved him, of course.  It would have been impossible for her
not
to.  She felt just as much his mother as his own mother must have felt.
With
that thought in mind she wasn't too sure it was really proper the way she
caused him to use his power for the first time.  Oh well it was only a
little
innocent seduction and it got the job done.  It's not like she slept with
him
(she did not want to hurt any of her friends, though she knew she could take
him any time she wanted too).
 She had carefully manipulated the bloodlines of the Juraians for the
express purpose of making him.  And now here he was, better than anything
she
could ever have hoped.
 A lot better.  She had never dared dream that her Tenchi (notice the
possessive here folks) would be a being on the magnitude that this star god
was.
 That stopped her thoughts for a minute.  She had just called her best
friend 'this star god'.  That's what he was, but still that was kind of cold
hearted to think of him as just that.
 Was he not the one who had helped her in her times of greatest peril.
 Was he not the one that promised to protect her and her children, the
Juraians, during the wars against the Djinn.  Even though it was he that had
come looking for help.
 Was he not the one who took risk after risk, blow after blow for her to
make sure she survived during that time.  Even when she did a couple of
really
stupid things during that war, he still cared for her.
 Was he not her best friend who had seen her not as a goddess, but a very
sad and frightened being, and had been there for her even though he didn't
know why she was those things.
 Yes, he had always been there for her; sometimes as a friend, and
sometimes even more when she needed it.  Now he was here for Tenchi too.
 The fact that he was here scared her though.  If he came so might the
others.  And if they all found out about it, the echoes that would be left
in
the psychic ether of the universe would tip Tokimi off to them.  She would
marshal her full forces and so would they.  It would make the wars against
the
Djinn look like a schoolyard brawl.
 No best to not tell him anything, she thought, much as it pains me to
leave him in the dark like that.  If he does find out though, I'll have to
find a way to convince him not to tell the others, out of concern for me.
 Y'know, she thought to herself, it kind of sucks being in love with
someone like that.  Too he doesn't know it.  She hesitated on that thought.
Then again I'm not sure if that's not a good thing.
 "I thank you anyway Cyraqs; for everything." she said mistily.
 Cyraqs paused his explanation to Tenchi, looking behind him.
 "What is it?"
 "Nothing." Cyraqs answered, "Just thought I heard someone."  He
continued to look for a long moment 'til he shrugged figuring he must have
done one too many drugs in his youth.  With that in mind he turned his full
attention back to his student.

      *

 "The Move is completed My lady." D3 reported, "It is unlikely we will be
interfered with in this part of the universe."
 Approval radiated from Tokimi, but also a question; which was directed
to the cowled entity kneeling on the dais. <<Have you found out anything
about
this strange dampening field around the boy's world, Azmodeus?>>
 The black cowled form shifted until it was seen he was looking at her.
His face however remained hidden.  Without words he replied that he had not.
 <<Continue your investigation then.  It is quite possible an unknown
agent has entered the playing field.  We need more information before we
proceed with the plan.>>
 He acknowledged her command with a bow.  Then something occurred to him;
which he voiced to his goddess.
 <<That is possible, I will ask that of them.>>
 Azmodeus vanished from the dais, and Tokimi and D3 did as well.  Another
form, unknown to the originals, chose this time to depart too, as he had
seen
all that interested him.
 So you like my little field, do you? thought Cyraqs.  Glad you do.  Hope
you don't mind if I make it too hard for you.  I look forward to the day you
have to take care of all these little problems that keep cropping up
personally.
 That thought made him smile.  In fact it made his whole day.

End III

AFTERWARD:  I wonder what Tsunami meant when she was thinking those things
don't you?  Well I won't go into too much detail, but the wars against the
Djinn happened in that universe around 17,000 years ago.  These were beings
that traveled from universe to universe consuming all the life energies from
them.  This didn't sit too well with Cyraqs and those like him.  Only
problem
was one Djinn was the equal to one of them and they were out numbered about
five to one.  Quickly realizing they were going to loose like that they went
looking for help.  One of the beings Cyraqs found was Tsunami, who agreed to
help them, as she loved this universe and didn't want to see any harm come
to
it.

I hope that clears that up as I don't plan to spend too much time on that.
I
once tried to write a story about it in my head, but the sheer enormity of
it
made my mind balk at such a concept so you'll have to be content with that
summary.

Anyway questions? comments? constructive criticisms? I'm at
kthardin@geocities.com