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Blood Red Moon Resurrection Chapter 1:
        The Devil Inside

     Disclaimers: All characters belong to their various
copyrights, with the exception of Reinhart Masaki and Rosa
Masaki.  Those two are mine.  Beyond their usage in this story,
I claim no ownership, no rights of creation, no nothing.  Please
don't sue me.
     The Tenchi Muyo Characters in this series are based on the OVA
versions, but don't be surprised if there aren't one or two TV
references.  The characters Carrie Fernandez, Alucard, Death,
Dracula, Maria Renard and Lisa all belong to the Konami Castlevania
series. Misato Katsuragi belongs to Neon Genesis Evangelion.
Sorry guys, no fan service. This cross-over series is placed
roughly 17 years in Tenchi's world, 120 years in Alucard's world
after the events in Blood Red Moon.  Reinhart and Rosa Masaki,
the children of Tenchi and Ryoko, are now young teens.

     "To what profit is it to a man, if he gains the world and
loses his own soul?  Mathew 16:26 I believe." - Dracula, as he dies
at the end of Castlevania: Symphony of the Night.

*****

     "Hey Dad, check this out!"  Reinhart Masaki formed his force
blade, and executed a quick triple strike on Washu's
All-Purpose-Combat-Training-Dummy.
His grandmother's droid registered three debilitating hits, and
beeped loudly in submission.  He grinned, and looked over at his
sister.  And was quite surprised, when the training vest that he
wore beeped as it registered a hit.
     "That was a good strike, but you have to remember that your
enemy might not be alone," said Tenchi, as the glow from his
fireball disappeared from his hand.  The crimson gems in his wrist
glittered darkly.  He looked at Rosa as she giggled.  "I wouldn't
laugh, if I were you.  He at least has his sword forms down.  You
are depending too much on your fireball attacks.  If somebody
were to get inside that range, you would be hard pressed to fend
them off."  Reinhart and Rosa Masaki both sighed as one, and bowed
to their father, Tenchi.
     At sixteen, Reinhart was a tall, lanky young man.  His black
hair was tied into a ponytail in back, and gentle brown eyes, the
same as his father's, held a frown at the moment, but the hint of a
smile danced behind them.  His skin was a pale golden, his muscles
toned, although some baby fat could still be seen on his cheeks.
He wore the training gear that his grandmother had made for himself
and his twin sister Rosa.
     Rosa came toward them, wiping sweat off her forehead with the
back of her hand.  Being his twin, she was also sixteen, although
technically the younger of the two as she had come out second.
She was almost a duplicate of her mother, as tall as he was, with
a thick shock of spikey cyan hair and mischievous golden eyes.  She
was already developing into a full figure just as ravishing
as her mother's, and many a boy at school had meet with a solid
punch to the jaw when they refused to leave her alone.  Her skin
was only faintly tinged gold, and she too was trim of fat.  The
training suit that she wore was molded to her form, and not for the
first time Reinhart wished that Washu wouldn't always be so exact
in her measurements.
     "I think that's enough practice for today.  Get cleaned up,
and change into some semi-formal clothes.  We have guests coming
tonight."
     "Yes father," they chorused.  He grinned at them.
     "Get going you little monsters.  I'll be along once I clean
up here."  Rosa looked at him.
     "Race you to the bathroom," she challenged.
     "No teleporting!" he answered, as he took off like a shot.
They dashed away from the training ground.  Reinhart settled into
an easy lope, conserving energy until he needed it.  Rosa was not
far behind him, but on foot, he was the faster of the two.  As the
reached the lake and Reinhart began to circle around to the bridge,
Rosa laughed, and then jumped into the air.  She flew across the
water, and touched down on the porch just as he reached the
half-way point of the bridge. She waved, and then disappeared
inside.
     "No fair!" he exclaimed, once he made it inside.  She grinned.
     "You never said that I couldn't fly.  I can't help it if I'm
better suited to thinking than you."  He grudgingly admitted
defeat.
     "Oh, don't take it so hard.  You'll get her back for it
tomorrow." Reinhart jumped in surprise as his mother hugged him
from behind.
     "Mom!" he exclaimed, trying to struggle out of her grip,
blushing red as a beet.  Being sixteen and having a mother hotter
than most girls at school did have its drawbacks.  Ryoko let him
go, and grinned at Rosa.
     "He's just as bad as Tenchi was at his age.  He never could
stand all that female attention," she said confidently to her, as
if Reinhart wasn't even there.  Groaning, he slipped past his
sister into the bathroom.  He closed the door, to laughter from
both of them.  Washing quickly, he stopped in his bedroom for a
fresh set of clothes, and then went downstairs, where his sister
was already seated.  When he saw who she was talking to, he broke
into a wide grin.
     "Mayuka!  When did you get back!"  Mayuka Masaki, twenty-one
years old, smiled at him from the couch, Ryo-Ohki settled happily
into her lap.  She was the only girl he knew that didn't make him
feel completely tongue tied.  Two years before, she had left for
America's University of Minnesota, to study at their medical
training center. Shorter than Rosa and himself, she was still quite
beautiful. When she had left, her purple hair had fallen past her
waist, but now it was close cropped in the front, and tied into a
thick braid that hung to just below her shoulder.
     "I just got into the airport half an hour ago.  Mihoshi picked
me up, and then went to go get great-grandpa."  There was a knock
at the door, and Rosa stood to go answer it.
     "Mihoshi is here too?  I thought that she was out on an
extended mission."
     "She was, but her local HQ called off the search, since the
suspect had been caught in another quadrant."  Reinhart smiled.
     "You're here, Mihoshi is here...  Now all that we need are-"
     "Aunt Ayeka!" exclaimed Rosa, as she opened the door.  Empress
Ayeka Jurai, ruler of the Juraian empire smiled, and hugged Rosa.
Ryoko came into the living room, and made a show of rolling her
eyes, and sighing.
     "Well well, if it isn't the little princess...  Things getting
a little dull on the royal seat?" she asked teasingly.  Ayeka
looked at her with mock disgust.
     "Must I put up with this monster woman?" she asked no one in
particular.  The stared at each other a moment, and then laughed.
Ryoko crossed the room, and they hugged.  "I'm sorry that I
couldn't make it to the wedding anniversary.  One of the council
members passed away, and I had to attend the funeral."  Ryoko
grinned, and shrugged.
     "Ah, well.  We managed.  So, I see that you still don't seem
to have a consort?"  Ayeka sighed.
     "No, and the council is beginning to become irritated.
Tenchi spoiled me; none of the men the various houses send to me
even remotely seem as caring as him.  All they want is power, and
a chance to join their house to the royal line."
     "Tenchi spoiled all of us," said Ryoko, and Ayeka laughed,
nodding.  Then she turned her attention to Reinhart and Mayuka.
Ryo-Ohki jumped out of her lap, and hopped over to Ayeka.  She
smiled, and ruffled the cabbit's fur.  She was just the same that
Reinhart remembered her.  She held a calm, dignified air about her
like a shield, and a quiet, unassuming beauty.  Her hair was tied
back into a braid even fatter than Mayuka's and hung down nearly
to her feet. Her headpiece, carved of Juraian wood, rested as usual
on her forehead, and she wore the traditional multiple kimonos
of the Juraian royalty.
     "You've been awfully quiet, Reinhart.  Not happy to see your
aunt?"  He smiled, a little embarrassed.
     "It's not that, it's just..." he started.  She grinned
expectantly.  "I mean, that is..." All four sets of female eyes
fastened themselves to him.  He found himself trying to shrink
back into the wall.  Ryoko looked at Ayeka.
     "Like father, like son..." All of the women in the room shared
a laugh.  Reinhart wished that he knew why, whenever a girl so much
as looked at him, he got tongue tied and butterflies in his
stomach. Especially one girl at his school, Misato Katsuragi,
a short, dark haired, and wild young lady.  They shared a couple
of classes together. Funny, he reflected, but it seemed the second
that she had first started noticing him, all the other girls in his
school wouldn't even hint at being more than just a friend.
     "Come on everybody, dinner is nearly ready.  Mihoshi should
be back with grandpa soon."  Ayeka sighed.
     "Should I have the royal medic on standby to save us from the
poison?"  Ryoko arched an eyebrow at her, but finally grinned.
Reinhart sighed, saved from disaster, and followed them into the
dining room.  Washu and Nobuyuki were already there.
     Washu Hakubi, aged around 20,500 years, give or take a
millenium or three.  Reinhart had seen her in all three of her age
forms - Very extremely adult, when trying to collect samples for
tests, Young Adult, the form that she had began to take when guests
were around, and Child, which he gladly noted she was in today.
Her wild mane of hot pink hair that flowed down her back was so
bright in under the lights that it almost hurt to look at.  He
shook his head.  A grandmother that looked to be ten years younger
than he was.
     Nobuyuki Masaki looked up from the stove, where he was
juggling three pans full of simmering food, and a cookbook.
His hair had long since turned gray, his face wrinkled with age.
The only member of their family to be completely human, he was also
the only one to age normally.  Normally by human standards.
Aged or not, he still remained surprisingly spry for his age, and
a woman that wasn't careful often found herself ogled by him.
     "Lady Ayeka!  Nice to see you again!" greeted the pink haired
scientist.  Nobuyuki waved from the stove.  Even he was smart
enough to not try sneaking peeks at Ayeka.
     "Miss Washu, Nobuyuki.  Where are my brother and Tenchi?
I expected that they would be here."  Washu took a drink of tea,
and answered.
     "Lord Katsuhito is at a shrine keeper's convention.  Mihoshi
left to pick him up not long ago."
     "Did you remember to call ahead and tell the police to clear
the roads?" asked Ryoko.  Washu grinned at her daughter.  "Tenchi,
I believe, is right behind you."  Ayeka turned, startled to find
Tenchi just behind her.  She smiled, and hugged him.
     "I'm glad that you could make it, Empress.  We missed you at
the anniversary," said Tenchi.  She shook her head.
     "Please, please, if nothing else, drop the titles.  It's
nothing but, Empress this, Empress that!  I used to like holding
everybody calling me princess, now I would trade the throne just
to have people talk to me, and not the Empress."  Tenchi grinned.
     "Isn't Sasami with you?"  Ayeka shook her head.
     "She sends her regards, but she had to see to important
business." Tenchi nodded, as Ryoko came over and put her arm around
his waist.
     "I was looking forward to seeing the munchkin again."  Ayeka
nodded.
     "She wanted to come, but her duties as Tsunami out weigh her
personal wishes at times.  It's strange.  I used to envy her
because I thought that she'd never have to worry about placing
Jurai before herself as Empress.  Now, it often seems that she
never even gets the chance to remember what a little girl named
Sasami was, much less be anything but Tsunami."
     They all sat down, the first time that this much of the family
had gotten together in five years.  Today was the anniversary
of Tenchi and Ryoko's miraculous return to this dimension seventeen
years before.  They hadn't all been able to get together in a long
time for various reasons.  Mihoshi had been given command of a
special battle fleet formed to combat space pirates, Ayeka had been
raised Empress when Azusa had passed away of a heart attack.  So
many reasons, yet they still remained a tight knit group.  Reinhart
smiled.  They would always be together, that much he was certain
of.
     About halfway through the meal, Tenchi excused himself.
He had begun to look pale, and said that he wasn't feeling overly
well.  Ryoko looked at him, and he assured her that he would be
fine if her lay down for a little while.  The family watched him
leave with worried expressions.  To Reinhart's memory, his father
had never before been sick, but the meal resumed, if a little
dampened.
     Mihoshi came back, with Katsuhito in tow.  She was still
beautiful, although older now, and the signs of age were starting
to show a little.  Her blonde hair was still done up in a pony
tail, and though she wasn't as ditzy as she once was, it was never
very long before she would make a mistake, and not even realize
what she had done wrong.
     His great grandfather, Katsuhito Masaki, smiled warmly as he
saw Ayeka.  His gray hair was a little longer, and more wrinkles
had appeared on a face already lined with age in the past seventeen
years, but his dark eyes still sparkled with hidden secrets.
     "Brother!" exclaimed Ayeka.  She stood, and embraced him, then
stepped back and looked at him reproachfully.  "I wish that you
would rethink your decision to stay here.  I could truly use your
help on the throne.  Half of the nobles still remember that they
could have been Emperor had they only stepped in a little sooner,
the other half only see a child instead of an Empress."  He smiled,
and shook his head.
     "I'm sorry, but my place remains here.  If I were to return
to Jurai with you, it would only cause an uproar among the council.
Best for both of us if I were to stay here."  She nodded, and they
sat back down.
     When Ryoko suddenly gasped in surprise, and stood, running
up the stairs, they all stared after her, wondering what was the
matter. When they heard her begin to scream, they all dashed up
after her.  They found her, struggling to hold Tenchi away from
her.  Reinhart stared.  His father's skin had become pasty white;
his hands changed into claws.  Seeing them, Tenchi hissed.  Two
long, sharp looking fangs glistened in the light and his eyes
blazed an evil red.
     Washu was the first to react, summoning her subspace keyboard,
and pounding at the keys.  A pair of manacles appeared, and clamped
down on his arms, pulling him away from Ryoko.  A tall cross, made
of light, appeared, and the manacles pulled him to it, attaching
themselves.  He struggled against them, but could not get away.
     "Meet me in the lab," she directed.  Punching in a sequence
on the keyboard, a tall portal appeared, and the cross, with
Tenchi, floated through, followed quickly by her.  It snapped
shut, leaving a panting Ryoko and shocked family.  Recovering
quickly, she looked at all of them, and then brushed by.  They
followed her down, and into Washu's lab.  In the central room, they
found Washu, standing before a bed.  Tenchi rested on this,
apparently sedated.
     "Is it what I think it is, Mother?"  The pink haired scientist
turned to them, and for the first time in his life Reinhart saw a
lost expression on her face.
     "I can't detect any circulatory functions, his pulmonary
tract has stopped, and there is no internal heat being generated.
But he's still alive.  His alpha wave pattern has changed almost
completely," she said.  Ryoko touched his hand.
     "Cold as ice..." she breathed.
     "Mom... what's wrong with dad?" asked Rosa.  Ryoko turned
to them, strangely calm, although in her eyes an old fear danced.
     "Do you remember what we told you about when Tenchi and I were
teleported to Romania?"  They nodded.  "Your father and I decided
to not tell you one thing about it.  That during that time, he was
hurt by a vampire, and the curse was passed onto him."  She paused,
and took a deep breath.  "He became a vampire, but when he used the
Light Hawk Wings, he was cured."  Reinhart stared at his father,
and knew what was coming next.  If anything, the fangs should have
been an obvious clue.
     "It seems that he wasn't as cleansed as we had thought.
He's become a vampire again."  Reinhart heard Ayeka gasp, and
Mayuka, standing next to him, sagged as if she were about to faint.
Reinhart put out his arm; she gladly leaned on it.
     "So...  Is that a bad thing?" asked Mihoshi.  They all looked
at her, and just sighed.  Reinhart cleared his throat, and asked
the obvious question.
     "What brought it back now, seventeen years later?"  Ryoko
opened her mouth to reply, but closed it again as a shimmering
pillar of light appeared.  It brightened, and then Tsunami stepped
out.  Without saying anything, she rushed to Tenchi's side.  A
glowing sphere of light appeared in her hand; she lay that hand on
Tenchi's chest, and the sphere sank into his flesh.  He groaned,
and tried to move away a little, but then settled down.  Reinhart
noticed that a little color seemed to return to his skin.
     "I am not too late, thank the light," she breathed, sighing
in relief.  Tsunami looked up at Ryoko, sorrow in her eyes.  "I'm
sorry that I was not here before... it happened.  If I had of been,
I might have been able to keep it from going this far.  Now all
that I can do is keep it from becoming worse for a time."
     "Why now, Tsunami?"  The goddess shook her head.
     "Foolish hopes," she said quietly.  Reinhart didn't think that
she had intended to speak aloud.  He was proven right when she
continued. "There are forces gathering for an attack.  What better
place to strike, than at the one who stands the best chance of
stopping them?" Ayeka stepped forward.
     "What can we do to help him?"  Tsunami frowned.
     "He is fighting a battle within himself.  I think that he is
strong enough to fight it off, given time and patience.  But there
is no telling when it will resurge again, and next time..." she
trailed off, and Ayeka nodded, understanding.  "I have a thought
as to what must be done, but only two have the ability to
accomplish it."  Ryoko and Ayeka automatically stepped forward,
but were surprised when Tsunami shook her head.
     "No.  Ayeka must return to Jurai quickly.  The attack will be
beginning there, and you must get the people ready for war.  And
you, Ryoko, you must stay by Tenchi's side.  It is only because
of the strength passing between the two of you via the link that
he was able to resist killing you when you first found him like
this.  If you leave now, his chances of beating back the beast will
be much, much less. No, it is Reinhart and Rosa who must go," she
said, looking at them.
     "NO!" shouted Ryoko, drawing a startled stare from all of
them. Not caring, she continued.  "Not there!  Not to face him!"
Reinhart and Rosa started at the force behind her words, and looked
at each other, and then Rosa spoke.
     "Not where, Mother?  If it's something that must be done to
save Dad, then why not?"  Tsunami simply looked at Ryoko.  The
cyan-haired woman met her gaze; luminous golden against gentle
pink, but finally looked away.
     "Romania.  Where Tenchi was first cursed.  The only person
that I can think of that would be able to bring his vampirism
back to the surface is Dracula," she said finally, in a whisper
so low that they had to strain to hear.
     "But you said that he was dead," said Reinhart.  Ryoko shook
her head.
     "So we thought.  The local legend, though, is that Dracula
will never remain in the grave for more than one hundred years.
He must have risen, and with him..." She looked at Tsunami, and
this time it was the blue haired goddess that looked away first.
Reinhart looked at his sister, and they stepped toward their
mother.
     "If we have to do it, than there is no sense in waiting,"
he said. She looked at them in surprise, and then smiled just a
little.  Tsunami, meanwhile, turned to Washu.
     "Can you open the portal there?  I am using all of my powers
to stave off the curse."  Washu nodded.
     "I think so.  The teleporter should still have the
coordinates. I mothballed it after bringing them back."  Tsunami
nodded, and turned to them, from her robes, she pulled a pair of
crosses, made from Juraian wood, and beckoned them to take one
each.
     "I can't promise that these will protect you fully, but they
should help."
     "T... take..." Startled, they looked up to see Tenchi, his
eyes open and back to their gentle brown.  Ryoko went to his side.
     "Shh...  Rest, Tenchi!  Save your strength!" she said,
cradling his head against her breast.  Weakly, he shook his head
stubbornly.
     "T... take s... sword.  Rein...  Reinhart and Rosa...  F...
friends...  help..." His voice trailed off, and he fell back to
sleep. Confused, they looked at each other.
     "Take the sword?  But why?  We already have our powers,"
said Rosa.  Ryoko looked down at Tenchi.
     "What were you trying to tell us, my love?" she asked.
Mihoshi frowned.
     "Well, it seems to me that he wanted Reinhart and Rosa to take
the sword to some friends, didn't he?"  Ryoko looked at her, and
her jaw dropped.
     "What did you do to the real Mihoshi?  How could I not see it!
He wasn't talking about you two, he was talking about Reinhart,
and Rosa and Carrie in Romania, the ones that we helped kill
Dracula when we were there before!  They would recognize the sword,
and might be able to help you!" she exclaimed.  Mihoshi got a wide
grin, and Ryoko kissed Tenchi on the forehead and then teleported
away.  When she returned a moment later, she had Tenchi-ken
in one hand, and a thin golden necklace, with a small blue stone
set in silver in the other.  The sword, she handed to Reinhart.
Very carefully, she placed the necklace around Rosa's neck.
     "I know that you've had your eye on this for awhile Rosa, so
take it with you.  It was a gift from a very good friend.  Show
them both of these, and I'm certain they'll help you."  In the back
of the lab, a loud whirring sound started.  A huge machine
proceeded by Washu, floated into view.  Ryoko looked at Tsunami
one more time.  "You are certain that this is the only way?"  She
nodded, and Ryoko turned to them once again.
     "Listen to me very carefully.  Where you are going, your
nightmares are living, breathing demons, and they are far, far more
deadly than you could ever imagine.  Keep watch on each other.
Remember that you are there together for a reason.  And no matter
what, promise me that you will come back to me."
     "The teleporter is ready.  Take this," said Washu, handing
them each a small cube.  "When you are ready to come back, activate
it, and set it down on the ground, than get back.  I can home in on
the signal, and I'll open the portal."  Reinhart and Rosa hugged
Ryoko, as Washu opened the portal.
     "We'll be back before you know it.  And then we'll be able to
tease dad about his night life," said Rosa.  Ryoko laughed roughly.
They got up to the platform, took one last look back, and then
jumped through.  They were surrounded by darkness, and got a sense
of falling.

*****

     Alucard came to a stop, as a wave of exhaustion rolled over
him. Shifting back to human form, he sat down on a nearby rock,
breathing hard.  Sheann'a and Drathar, who had been slowly falling
behind, caught up to him.
     "I must be getting old.  My feet - and hands!  - hurt," he
said, to nobody in particular.
     "What do you expect?  You've been running for a day and a
half. Dhampeal or not, you need some rest now and again."  Alucard
turned his head as Sheann'a landed on his shoulder, panting from
trying to keep up with him.  Drathar touched down on the ground
before him.
     "Thanks for the obvious.  Any more advice?"
     "Yes.  Sleep, or I'll cast a sleep spell on you myself."
He grinned.
     "Are you never going to behave like a normal familiar,
or will you ever be the conscious that I never before had?"  She
smiled.
     "Do you think for one second that you'd be any better off if I
didn't tell you what to do when you need told?"
     "Touch�.  Fine, I will sleep, but wake me in no more than four
hours.  We have no time to waste sleeping."
     "And if you reach the castle, without the strength to lift
your blade?"  He frowned at her slightly.
     "How do you do that?"
     "Because the female mind is far better suited to thought
than a man's.  Sleep."  Sighing, he found a reasonably comfortable
position, and feel asleep, trusting his familiars to wake him if
there was danger.
     "He's just as stubborn as always," said Drathar.  Sheann'a
looked at the sleeping form of Alucard with pity.
     "The pain of two lost loves, not to mention his cursed
existence wears on him.  His heart, though pure of the darkness
that he imagines he is, has been obscured by that pain."  Drathar
nodded.
     "When should we tell him... about Cain, I mean..." Sheann'a
smoothed his hair with a tiny hand as he shivered from something
only he could see.
     "Not yet.  He isn't ready for it, not for awhile."
     "He deserves to know."
     "I know.  We will tell him, when the time comes."  Though
he appeared troubled, the demon agreed, as Alucard shivered again.
Sheann'a began to softly sing, a song that the wind itself seemed
to join her in.  The sweet tones drifted over Alucard, and he
stopped shivering, a small smile appearing on his face.  The night
drifted on, her song filling the chill air.
---
The Platinum Dragon
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  a newborn's life will fade.
  From sun to moon, moon to sun,
  Give peaceful rest to the living dead." - The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of
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