Tenchi Trek : The Mihoshi Incident
A Tenchi Muyo/Star Trek crossover

By : Derek Sherman (doppleganger@pipeline.com)

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Author's note : Although I consider this to be the final rough
draft of this fanfic, if you have any comments, criticisms, or 
similar things (spelling errors, logic errors, anything) then 
don't hesitate to let me know. If it makes it a better 'fic, 
then I'll include it. If not... well, I'll think about it,
at least  ^_^

And now, on with the show!

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Chapter 2 - Through the Looking Glass


Deep within the sub-dimension that she called home, the self-
proclaimed 'Most Intelligent (not to mention the Cutest) Scientist 
in the Universe' sat securely in the center of an enormous contrap-
tion of her own design. While the intrinsic operation of the device
was far beyond the comprehension of anyone not familiar with the
tenets of dimensional physics, temporal mechanics, and advanced
subspace engineering, it's function was easily explainable - the
device scanned the dimensions and located any and all unusual
phenomenon. It also served as a nifty cross-dimensional 
communications device.
  "...and I'm telling you, Zor," Washu stated matter-of-factly,
"that there's no way that you can harness the amount of energy that
you think that plant of yours can generate by using such out-dated
technology."
  "Well, if you're so smart," the purple-haired being on the
monitor replied, "Then what technology *should* I use? This is
the best the Republic has to work with."
  Washu rubbed her chin, deep in thought. "Tell you what... if you
send me all your information and notes regarding these so-called
'Flowers of Life', then I'll be more than happy to design you
a system to obtain and utilize the bio-energy from them. I might
even throw in a few other gadgets, too, since you're such a 
cutie." She winked at him. "How about a space fold drive that
operates at much higher velocities than the FTL drives you're 
using now?"
  Blushing furiously, the alien smiled. "You sure have a way
with words, Washu. It's a deal. I'll collect all the data I have
and send it via this channel."
  "I'll be waiting, Zor." Washu replied. "Over and out." Closing
the channel, Washu leaned back and sighed. Let the humans have
their Internet and IRC and E-mail and all that, she'd take a
decent inter-dimensional interface with a fellow scientist
any day. Take that Zor fellow... a strange cookie, to be sure,
but his heart seemed to be in the right place.
  An annoying buzz interrupted her train of thought and Washu
snapped her attention to the display, where a bright orange
blob was flashing steadily. "Ah... what have we here?" Fingers
flying over the control pad, Washu smiled. "A time-space warp?
Haven't seen one of those in a while... and especially not 
inside a planetary system. I wonder what's causing it?"
  Delighting in the sheer complexity of the task she had set for
herself, Washu set to work analyzing the warp.

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The main screen displayed what appeared to be a giant soap
bubble, complete with changing rainbow patterns of light
that danced across its surface. It hung motionless in space,
blotting out the stars behind it.
  "Ooooh!" Sasami gushed. "It's so beautiful!" She turned her
gaze on Mihoshi. "What is it?"
  "It appears to be some sort of tear in the local space-time
continuum." Yokinojo reported. "I don't detect any dangerous 
radiation emissions. All temporal and subspace readings outside
the anomaly are normal."
  Trying unsuccessfully trying to stifle a yawn, Mihoshi nodded.
"That means it's not dangerous, right?"
  "Not directly, no. But regulation 167 sub-section 9 sub-
paragraph J states that any space-time anomalies should be 
reported to Galaxy Police Headquarters immediately. Just in
case."
  Mihoshi waved absently. "We have plenty of time to file a
report with Headquarters." She smiled at Sasami and Ryo-Ohki.
"Let's enjoy the view for a bit longer."
  "But Mihoshi!" Yukinojo protested. "Regulations state-"
  "Oh, alright!" Mihoshi groaned, climbing to her feet. As she
did so, her control cube popped free and fell to the floor. "Oh
no!" Mihoshi cried, diving down to retrieve the lost device, 
bumping several controls in the process.
  "Mihoshi!" Yukinojo cried. "What are you doing?"
  "What do you mean?" she asked, peering over the control panel. The
distinct rumble of the engines powering up filled the cabin.
  "You activated the main drive! We're diving into the anomaly!"

---

Washu frowned as data scrolled across her screen. Someone, or 
something, was actively attempting to block her scans of the
warp. Pausing to crack her knuckles, Washu chuckled. "So, you 
think you can keep the Greatest Mind in the Universe from
learning your secrets? Guess again!"
  She hadn't even begun her assault when a second alarm went
off. Calling up another screen, she saw a Galaxy Police cruiser
heading straight for the warp. Having repaired that exact same
cruiser several times, she knew immediately whose belonged to.
"What in the world is that bubblehead up to? She's going to-"
  The cruiser touched the event horizon of the warp, and there
was a sudden flash of brilliant white light. When the light
faded, both the warp and Mihoshi's ship were gone.
  "Not good." Washu muttered to herself, calling up several more
scanning programs. "Definitely not good."

---

"Captain's Log : Stardate 46594.9. We've successfully repaired
the Gojius Deep Space Relay station and are en route to StarBase
221. We'll be passing close to the Neutrol Zone, but despite
recent Romulan activity along the border I don't expect there
to be any problems. The whole crew is looking forward to some
much-deserved shore leave."
  Sitting comfortably in the command chair, Captain Jean-Luc Picard
closed the log and gazed idly at the starfield displayed on the
main screen. "Mr. Data, how long until we reach StarBase 221?"
  The golden-skinned android turned slightly. "At our present
speed of Warp 6; 36 hours, 15 minutes, 41.2 seconds."
  "It won't be a minute too soon, either." Riker commented from
his seat next to the Captain. "I'm looking forward to some free
time. Repair work tends to be monotonous in the extreme."
  "It's all part of the job, Commander." Picard noted. "When you
get your own command you'll have more than enough of these
'monotonous jobs' to keep you busy."
  "Not if I have anything to say about it." Riker snorted. He was
about to say more, but a beeping tone interrupted him.
  "Captain," Lieutenant Worf reported, "Sensors have detected a
locallized disturbance of the time-space continuum, bearing
196 mark 41."
  "In the Neutral Zone." Riker noted. "Just our luck."
  Picard rose to his feet. "Commander Data, can you pinpoint the
source of that disturbance?"
  "Working, sir." Data replied, hands dancing across his control
panel. "Sensors indicate that the disturbance originated in the
Hrakkin system. There are no indications of any further emmanations
from the area."
  "Any habitable planets?" Picard enquired.
  "No sir." Data turned to face the Captain. "Hrakkin itself is a 
red dwarf star. There are no class M planets in the system. No known
Romulan outposts or stations, either."
  "Which means it could be an unknown outpost." Riker commented. "A
Romulan experiment of some kind? Perhaps an accident?"
  "Possibly." Picard agreed, thinking. "If so, we should check for
survivors. And if it *was* an experiment, inside the Neutral Zone,
then we should check that out as well."
  Riker allowed a slight smile to cross his features. "Yes, sir."
  Picard returned to his seat. "Full Stop. Mister Worf, prepare a 
Class 4 probe. Send it to the Hrakkin system. Let's see what's going
on there."
  "Yes, sir." Worf replied.
  "And send a message to StarFleet Command." Picard added. "Inform
them that we're stopping to investigate some anomalous readings
from within the Neutral Zone."
  "Full stop, sir." Data reported.
  "So much for our shore leave." Riker muttered, not unhappily.

---

"Mihoshi? Mihoshi, are you functional?"
  The wild ride had tossed her back into the recreation room. 
Limping slightly, she stumbled back into the cockpit. "Wha-
What h-happened, Yukinojo?" she stammered.
  "We've passed through a rip in the space-time continuum. I
can't determine our current position, nor can I access the
Galaxy Police Time-net system. In short, I can't determine
where - or when - we are."
  "You mean we're lost?" Mihoshi whimpered, tears beginning
to form in her eyes. Sasami's giggle made Mihoshi start. "Sasami!
Sasami, where are you?"
  "Over here." the girl replied from near a window. "Come look at 
the view, Mihoshi! It's beautiful!"
  "Mrrow!"
  Mihoshi stumbled over to her. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
  "Of course not." Sasami answered her. "I was strapped into the
chair like you told me. You really should use your seat belt
more often." Her smile widened slightly. "That was a fun ride. Do
you do this sort of thing all the time?"
  "N-no, not all the time, no." Mihoshi stared out the window at 
the barren planet that was hanging there, and the dim red sun beyond.
"Oh, dear."
  Sasami concluded that Mihoshi found the sight beautiful
as well. After all, it had brought her to tears.

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Derek