[Warhammer walks out, more calm than last time.]

	WH: Ok, now I've calmed down and gave it a lot of thought. And with 
this re-write, it is much better than the last time I wrote this. 
Anyway... on with the fic on how things SHOULD be for Kiyone. 


Happiness

A Tenchi Muyo-fic
Written by 
Teknos Warhammer

	Kiyone ran with the plasma cannon in her arms. She turned around and 
fired several more rounds of energy at her pursuer. She was inside the 
base of the dark organization Shadow Star and it's leader Nova was 
within as well. After much hard work and because of one certain partner, 
her cover was blown. 

	"But Kiyone, how can you be Nova? You're supposed to be a good guy!" 
Mihoshi whined, ducking for cover. 

	Kiyone was in reality the leader of one of the most well run criminal 
syndicates in the Galaxy Police sector of space. The Shadow Star. Whose 
infamous and unknown leader that only went by the name of Nova. Now, the 
only person outside of the Shadow Star who knew what Nova really looked 
like was Mihoshi. 

Which caused Kiyone to fire several more rounds of plasma at her former 
partner. Her voice was laced with a slight touch of major insanity. 
"It's easy Mihoshi. I needed something to get back at you and your 
bastard Grandpa! Being underneath your eyes was the perfect cover. Now, 
I am finally going to kill you for all the misery you caused me!" 

Kiyone increased the power on the gun and blasted the box Mihoshi hide 
behind into smithereens. 

Of course, Mihoshi was tossed away by the blast to the other side of the 
hallway. Where Mihoshi then took a hold of one of the machine gun lasers 
and decided to continue her job. Even though she didn't like it. She 
stood up and announced, "Kiyone Makibi. You are under arrest for grand 
theft, larceny, arson, and too many misdemeanors to count. Come out now 
and give yourself up."

Her only response was several more volleys of plasma. Until Kiyone 
realized that her gun was out of juice. The only other weapon she had on 
her was an older Earth 'Spyder', an automatic machine handgun. As if it 
would do her any good! Also, was the small blaster on her gauntlet, good 
for only a few shots.  So, throwing the empty cannon at Mihoshi, she ran 
to the only avenue of escape possible. To the power levels of the 
station. 

	Several minutes later, the door to the power plant of the station threw 
open and Kiyone ran though and onto the central platform. Mihoshi was 
still in pursuit, trying to remember which rights to read to her 
criminal. In the center of the platform, another floor hung above the 
steaming and glowing Ultra Energy Matter. The first of the two women 
yanked the door open and looked up to her pursuer.  

	"I was always better Mihoshi. It's just that you always got the credit 
for it because of the Marshall and stuck you to me like a curse!" She 
jumped down the opening to the lower platform. Without thinking, Mihoshi 
jumped down and landed, yet she didn't see the person she pursued. 

	She heard a click behind her and turned around quickly to see Kiyone 
holding the hand blaster at point blank. Yet, while Mihoshi turned the 
long barrel of her weapon knocked the gun out of her hand. Kiyone's face 
was a mixture of pure shock and rage. 

	"IT! IS! NOT! FAIR! YOU ALWAYS GET OUT OF THINGS AND I GET ALL THE CRAP 
OF THE DEAL!" she screamed and fell on her knees. Mihoshi couldn't help 
but feel sympathy for her friend, turned foe. 

	"Kiyone. You're under arrest. Please come quietly." She said holding 
the barrel at her friend, which was a hard and scary thing to do. The 
tears on Mihoshi's face came slow and painful. 

	After a few sniffs, Kiyone stood up and then remembered something that 
was poking at the small of her back. Thinking fast, she pointed to the 
other side of the room and screamed,

	"WHAT'S THAT?" Of course, Mihoshi turned around and saw nothing, but 
when she turned back to see Kiyone putting a handgun to her head, an 
evil smile on her face as she growled,

	"Surprise." And unloaded all 12 bullets in, or should I say through, 
Mihoshi's head. Almost anyone else had been through the same thing with 
their best friend would have gone through an emotional valley so deep 
they wouldn't get out. Not Kiyone, she began to laugh. A laugh devoid of 
sanity, a laugh filled with sadistic joy. 

	Kiyone's personal living hell was forever gone. FOREVER! By that time a 
few of her loyal soldiers had caught up. The only ones that were still 
living that is. 

	"Hey boss. We just got a word on the radar, a GP strike force in on 
it's way here. And... oh wow. You got rid of her right?" A larger 
dragon-like man noted through the hole on the platform above. 

	Kiyone spit on the lifeless body of her former partner and kicked her 
into the UEM, where the evidence would fade away into nothing. Looking 
up, she said to the others. 

	"Take the usual steps. Rough yourselves up and get into some civvie 
clothing. Make it look like we were prisoners. Also, erase the database 
and distribute the money the way the computer was programmed. If all 
goes right, we ALL will be living well for the rest of our lives." 
Kiyone announced as she climbed back up. It was too perfect.

*************************************************

	The next day, Kiyone met with the Grand Marshall of the Galaxy Police 
Force, wounds healed and a vanishing scar on her right hand. The 
Marshall did not take the death of his granddaughter that well. She was 
able to console him a little bit. Fabricating a story that after Nova 
killed Mihoshi and Kiyone killed off Nova. Sadly, the identity of Nova 
would never be known among the GP.

	Walking out of the office, Kiyone couldn't help but smirk. Mihoshi was 
gone, she had been promoted to First Class Officer, she would have no 
problems with money, the Marshall would soon follow in the footsteps of 
his relative, and given a medal for bravery for 'avenging' Mihoshi. 
Yes... Life was good. 

	That was when she woke up.

	Looking around, it appeared to be a rather large and spacey office. She 
was lying in a large and plushy chair. The office had a few files on the 
left side and a picture or two on the right. There were several plaques 
and certificates on the wall to her left. 

	Getting up, she walked to several of the plaques and carefully read 
each one. Several for Bravery Under Fire? Promotions from Detective all 
the way up to... Grand Marshall? She took a look at her lapel and 
confirmed her suspicions. She _was_ the Grand Marshall. 

>From one of the more recent picture showed that she had grown a few 
years older. She looked like she was just reaching 30. And she still 
looked good too. 

The others in the picture was somewhat surprising. It was Tenchi, garbed 
in Juraian royal attire. On both of his sides, was Tsunami and on the 
other, was a girl she couldn't recognize. But she was human. Something 
was wrong about it, but she couldn't figure out what. 

>From reading a her personal log, she found that Mihoshi was and had been 
dead for a few years. Kiyone's boyfriend, Ramia, after going steady for 
a year, proposed to her. The diary she found went into detail on how 
great a guy he was. Understanding, patient, and good humored. 

Also, the other girl beside Tenchi in the picture was his long-time (and 
secret) girlfriend, Hiwa Takahashi. Apparently, when he was about to 
leave for Jurai, he requested that she accompany him. Where it 
eventually came to where he proposed to her. Ryoko didn't take the news 
well. 

The phone on her desk rung and when she answered it, it appeared to be a 
direct call from Jurai itself. On the other side of the line appeared to 
be Ayeka, by the looks of, it she had grown older and more mature over 
the years. 

"Greetings Marshall. I trust Ryoko's been sleeping well?"

Kiyone blinked, that was when she remembered. Ryoko was arrested for 
attempted assassination of Juraian royalty and Tenchi's fiancee, and was 
time imprisoned just the day before. Ryoko was sentenced to the FULL arm 
of Juraian law. Time sleep for the next ten thousand years. Even to the 
GP, Tenchi's friends, and herself, that seemed a little too extreme. So, 
it was reduced to five thousand years. Better than ten, Kiyone thought. 

She nodded in response to the Holy Councilwoman. Then a few choice 
memories came back to her about this life. 

"Good. I'll make sure and place the extra credits in your..."

"No."

Ayeka blinked as Kiyone replied. "Don't you remember? I DON'T take 
bribes. That was why the poor sap before me was kicked out. I don't 
intend to make the same mistake he did."

The Juraian woman smiled darkly and replied, "Very well... I should have 
expected that from you my friend. Either way, have a good day Marshall." 

The line was cut and she sighed heavily. Relations with Jurai had been a 
little smoother between them all, but the pure might of the Juraian 
fleet made Kiyone think a little more than usual. Of course, Tenchi was 
a nice guy and wanted as little confrontation as possible. Sadly, the 
Holy Council thought differently at times. Good thing Ayeka was so good 
at blackmailing all the bad boys of the council, or else they might as 
well have a war on her hands. 

She leaned back in her chair, took a deep breath, and pinched herself. 
Nothing happened. It wasn't a dream, but a wonderful reality...

	...except that she woke up again. 

	It was in her room at the apartment she and Mihoshi lived at. Mihoshi 
was still asleep in the bed beside her. It was still dark. Work would 
start in a few hours. Kiyone wanted to cry. 

In fact, between sobs, she took out her standard issue pistol, ran out 
to the side of the side of the building, powered up the gun, and placed 
it in her mouth. She was just about to pull the trigger when a woman 
about her own height, only with a slightly darker green color of hair 
snatched the gun from her. 

	"I wouldn't do that if I were you." She said. Growling, Kiyone lurched 
for the gun. She had a right to take her own life. And she was not going 
to let some stranger get some brownie points off of her. She would have 
gotten the gun except that a trio of Light Hawk Wings blocked her path. 
Yet, they weren't the same as Tenchi's light hawk wings. They were black 
as well! 

	The woman looked her in the eyes and said, almost beginning to cry. 
"Mother... please... don't do this." 

	Kiyone suddenly stopped and took another look at the woman who had not 
only stopped her, but had proclaimed her to be her mother. Her hair was 
short and a shade or two darker than Kiyone's. A wooden necklace waved 
around her neck. Her semi-tanned skin made the serious look in her eyes 
more evident. Her eyes contained something besides the usual cold stare 
of Makibi family. There was an extra darkness that made her seem almost 
inhuman. 

	Also, the LHW had said something too. She knew that Tenchi was capable 
of using the LHW, but what about the darker versions?

	The woman stepped forward and placed the gun back in Kiyone's hand. The 
woman looked Kiyone directly in the eye again and said,

	"Just wait a few more months. Everything will fall together. Without 
your help, the feud between the Light Hawk and the Dark Raven will never 
end. Just wait... it will be worth it." The woman's smile suddenly 
turned dark.

	"Besides... It's not everyday you are able to meet the next bearer of 
Chaos." With that, the woman dissipated into a dark mist that engulfed 
her body. 

	Kiyone blinked several times. What did she mean by that? She? The next 
bearer of Chaos? It must have been some kind of hallucination. It had to 
be... So, walking back, she kept the words of the mysterious woman in 
the back of her mind. Making a note to talk to Washuu about the Dark 
Raven. If such a thing existed.
	
	Three months later, in a drunken stupor, she and Future Prince of 
Jurai, Tenchi Misaki, would find themselves together by accident. 
Starting a chain of events which would lead her to earn the true love of 
Tenchi Misaki, receive the throne of First Empress of the Juraian 
Empire, reawaken the eternal foe of the Light Hawk, and make peace 
between both entities. 

	All it would take was a little needed chaos in a universe filled with 
order. After all, the Balance needed to be kept, did it not? 

The end. 

[Warhammer returns.]

	WH:  At first, I wrote this out of spite for Kiyone losing to the witch 
of the spatula in the Magical Spoof chase tournament. Yet, now I'm happy 
to say that I have gotten over it and am going to use this in my 
upcoming Tenchi fic.  Woo! 

	I do believe that for everything in the universe, there IS a direct 
opposite to something as powerful as the Megami sisters and the Light 
Hawk. The aforementioned being Order and my creations being Chaos. Isn't 
it great?! 

	In explanation for the first dream, Mihoshi has luck better than the 
devil! Let's just say, it didn't work for one time! It would make my 
goddess of patience and green hair happier were she in her persona of 
that dream, but since she's not usually like that, we shouldn't really 
think about it. 

[Warhammer walks out, evidently tired, but much happier.]

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