The Good Father | By : DanceswithElvis Category: +S to Z > Tenchi Muyo Views: 1885 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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On days like today, I sometimes regret how my life has
turned out. All this humanity and getting in touch with my feelings wears
thin after a while. Death and
destruction are the two things I know the most about. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I
enjoy this planet and living on it with Tenchi; but, sometimes I miss my old
life. The life I had before I integrated
with Zero, and suddenly had more emotion than I could capably deal with. The
one I led before that old bastard Yosho imprisoned me in that damned cave.
I often feel I should have followed my instincts and ignited
the atmosphere of this planet when Yosho and I crashed here all those centuries
ago. I’m not sure what made me stop from
burning this world down, but I did and ended up getting imprisoned for my
trouble. For centuries I let myself
basically rot, hoping that by some divine providence that my decaying body
would poison Yosho’s water supply.
Admittedly, it wasn’t a great plan but I didn’t have a lot to work with
at the time.
I still resent being imprisoned, but not for the reasons
everybody automatically assumes. The
assumption is that I was Kagato’s marionette, a so called child under the control of an evil monster and had no control over
what I did. That’s not entirely
true. But to really understand this, you
have to understand my relationship with Kagato.
The Galaxy Police and pretty much everybody else in the
known universe, including my own so called mother,
think that Kagato used torture, rape and various types of mind control to
command my actions. The thought makes me
laugh. Kagato was a lot of things, but
he wasn’t a child molester and torturing me would have got him no where because
of my regenerative abilities and tolerance to pain. Now on the issue of mind control…he did use
it on me, but only when he felt I was hesitating or he had a specific task he
wanted completed. No, Kagato was a real
mean son of a bitch, but he was above indulging in behavior he deemed too base
for his higher nature.
I guess you could say that he was my father; there has been
more than enough evidence to suggest that theory, though it really doesn’t
matter. He was the only parent I’ve ever
known. I can’t say Kagato was a father
figure in the traditional sense, more like a drill instructor or a general and
I was one of his soldiers. Thn>There was no father daughter love between us; I
admired, respected and feared him. To
him I was a soldier, a useful tool, someone he could trust to carry out his
orders.
That’s right. I
carried out his orders of my own free will.
He taught me to be the best soldier and assassin in the galaxy. He showed me the art of igniting the
atmosphere of a planet and then watching as it burned into a lifeless
hull. I may have changed a lot from the
monster I used to be, but I have no regrets about my past. I’ve destroyed too much and killed too many
to feel guilty; I’ll let the gods sort it out when I die.
It’s funny; I never really hated Kagato until Yosho defeated
me. I resent Yosho…almost to the point
of hate, but not quite. After Yosho took
my jewels and shut me away from the rest of the world in that cave, I
waited. I waited for a couple of
centuries before I finally accepted that Kagato was not coming for me and I
hated him for it. He had abandoned me.
Then after Tenchi saved me from my prison, Kagato had the
nerve to arrive in a flourish of snow and light and demand that I obey his
orders. I guess you could say he was
shocked at my refusal, but then again, his expression was always
unreadable. I do know he was annoyed
with me and took control of my actions.
That was the first time he had ever
used his power to overtly try to control or hurt me in such a manner. Something had happened tangeange him in those
seven hundred years of my imprisonment.
Or maybe I had changed.
Regardless, his actions lead to his own demise and the liberation of the
woman who created me. No matter what she
says, Washu may have had a hand in my creation, but she is not my mother.
Even on this primitive frontier planet, a mother is expected
to care for her young, not experiment and torture. In truth, I’ve suffered more in the months
since that red-haired bitch was released from her stasis, than I ever suffered under the hand of
Kagato. Watching Tenchi grow up,
observing how his mother cared for and treated him, I came to the over all
conclusion that the over courted sentiment of love actually existed. Not in that grand all consuming flame of
passion that frivolous men and women wax poetic about. No…love is the sense of belonging. That quiet peace of knowing you are not an
outsider…knowing where you belong.
But, that brings me to the reason for all of this. I’m leaving.
Not for good or anything, I just need to get out and do some thinking
away from Tenchi awayaway from that red haired bitch who wants me to call her
“mommy” while she tortures me in her lab. Anyway, I’ll be back in a few months
or so. Good bye, good luck and Ayeka
keep your hands off of my man!
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