TRTSS25: Ran, God of War! – By DS Wynne
Disclaimer: R1/2, SM, ST, DC/Marvel Comics belong to their respective owners.
Note: This is a limited story.
Special note: This story takes place sometime in the near future.
Part 1
2018 CE: Nerima Ward (Tokyo, Japan).
Years ago, the Norse gods were forced to leave Midgard as a deal to end a siege on their kingdom on Earth. During the past ten years, only a few heroes of Asgard were on Earth to defend it has paladins of Light. Sometimes, this meant leaving the Earth to travel to distant stars in order to fulfill this commitment. With that out of the way, it was time to return home in full, and begin a new life as gods among mortals. Sometimes, this would mean returning to one's OLD life…
Yuka and her friend Sayuri were walking down the neighborhood of Nerima Ward, taking in the sights of their old haunts.
"I miss Akane," Yuka said with a sigh. "Had she not have gotten married, we all would have been attending the same college."
"Tell me about it," Sayuri said. "She and her sisters disappeared eight years ago without a trace."
"Really?"
"Really."
"What happened to their house?"
"It was put into trust by the Rantsu Foundation," Yuka said. "No one has been living there since then."
"Yeah," Yuka said with a sigh. "The only good thing about them disappearing is that the Kuno siblings disappeared as well."
"Really?"
"Really, although I doubt Principle Kuno noticed."
Pause.
"You don't think Ranma Saotome had gotten Akane and them killed or something?" Yuka asked.
"I hope not, although, with what was going on, I wouldn't be surprised," Sayuri said, as she bumped into her friend.
BUMP!
"Hey!"
"Sorry," Yuka said, as she points to a familiar shop. "Sayuri, take a look."
Sayuri looked at where Yuka was pointing…
"'Ucchan's' is opening?" Sayuri asked.
"Apparently so," Yuka said, as she and Sayuri walk over to the shop. As they make their approach, they could hear someone speaking in a foreign language.
"It doesn't sound like Ukyo," Sayuri said.
"New owners?" Yuka offered.
Inside the shop, Sifdis, the Norse goddess of beauty and "okonomiyaki", was trying to get her old shop up and running. Unfortunately, she needed to get money from Lokidis the Trickster in order to make sure that the accounts were solvent.
"[Lokidis, I did that account cleared, so I can go ahead and purchase a new stove]," Sifdis said in Norse, as she sat on her seat in the back of the shop, which served as her office. She hated the fact that the Trickster, among other functions, handles Asgard's treasury. She has complained about this to the All-Mother, but it has pointed out that Asgard's wealth, under Lokidis stewardship, has grown considerably. So that was that…
"[Sifdis, you know the rules of the treasury]," Lokisdis said, as she spoke through a magic mirror that hung on the far wall. "[Just because you are family, that doesn't mean you can get a loan at a discount]."
"[But-]"
"[However, I will make an exception, since this will please our husband and co-wife]."
"[Okay, what's the catch]?"
"[You'll know soon enough. But, you'll get your money]."
"[Gee, thanks]!"
"[Until then, buh-bye]," Lokidis said, as she fades from view.
"Ay," Sifdis said, as she breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't sure if trying to reclaim her old life will be worth it or not…
"At least I won't be alone in this…adventure-"
"Hello?" said a voice from the front.
"Hmmm?" Sifdis said, as she stood up. She wondered if an industry inspector was paying her a visit. She had gotten a notice from them requiring her to have new kitchen equipment soon…
"Coming!" Sifdis said, as she looked at herself in the mirror. It was decided that the Norse will have the option to assume mortal guises, should they choose to.
"Well, time to get into character," Sifdis said, as her body gets slightly smaller and more Asian than Nordic…
"There," Ukyo Kuonji said, as she inspected her mortal guise. She was still attractive, and practically has not aged a day since merging with the original Sif. Technically, Ukyo was in her late twenties, and, as far as the world was concerned, she wasn't married.
"Showtime," Ukyo said, as she steps out of the back office…
Yuka and Sayuri were chatting amongst themselves, looking at the old photographs that hung on the wall of the shop, when they see a familiar face…
"Ukyo?" Yuka said in surprise.
"Hi!" Ukyo replied with a smile pleasantly. "It's been a long time."
"It has…"
"Where is Akane?" Sayuri asked suddenly.
"Huh?"
"Sorry about that," Yuka said with a hint of embarrassment. "Akane and Sayuri were close, and then she disappeared…"
"Oh, okay," Ukyo said. "Well, um, Akane should be back in town tonight, I believe. In fact, her older sister Kasumi and Ranma's mother should be cleaning up the Tendo residence."
"Oh, thank goodness…"
"But where has she been?" Sayuri asked.
"Well, actually, she joined the UN Spacy a while back, and has been 'off-world' for a while."
"Whoa…"
"See?" Yuka said, as she gently chided. "Akane has been doing what she loves to do: play the role of protector."
"Yeah, but usually in those 'Wuxia' type films…"
"So, she's still married to Ranma?" Yuka asked.
"Yep," Ukyo said.
"Huh," Sayuri said. "I'm surprised that such a marriage between him and Akane have lasted THIS long."
"Um, they have a rather…unconventional marriage, that's for," Ukyo said, as she blushed furiously. "VERY unconventional…"
Meanwhile, back in the golden realm of the Norse gods…
Ran the Rider, god of war, was standing in a circle surrounded by frost giants. His eyes were closed, as the giants, of varying heights, began their attack.
"Yarrrrrrrgh!" said the first giant, as he swung his war mace.
Immediately, Ran ducks, and delivers a flying uppercut that knocks the giant off his feet.
BLAM!
Ran then whips around and uses a spin kick that brings down another giant.
BAM!
Kicking the air to give his body some lift, Ran flies straight unto the face of another giant.
BAM!
Just as Ran was about to recover, yet another giant manages to grab a hold of Ran.
"Gotcha!" the giant said, before slamming Ran into the ground.
BAM!
Ran attempts to get up, only to have the giant that threw him into the ground stomp on him.
BOOM!
The giant growls approvingly, until he realized that he was pushed off his feet.
BAM!
Ran brushes dust off his clothes before taking off at a high rate up speed.
FWOOSH!
"You're done, Ymir," Ran said, as he leaps into the air. He then dives bomb straight down, tucks his legs towards his chest before he slams his feet on Ymir's massive chest.
THA-BOOM!
The ground shook, as a shock wave enveloped the immediate area. For a long time, all was still…
Just then, a virtual window pops up.
BLOOP!
"Ran, sorry to disturb you, but do you have a moment?" asked Thiafildis, the Norse messenger goddess. Thiafildis was the Norse guise of Ami Mizuno, otherwise known as "Sailor Mercury"…
"Uh, sure," Ran said, as he hopped off Ymir. He then turns to his sparring partner.
"Same time, next week?"
"Sure," Ymir said, as he helped himself up. Ymir was the chief of the Frost giants. Like all Norse, Ymir was reborn after the last cycle of Ragnorak, this time as an American biker. In fact, many of the Frost giants were reborn as motorcycle bikers…
"Only you can give us the fight we crave without the need to shed blood. But next time…watch out."
"I'll be ready," Ran said. He then turns back towards Thiafildis.
"What's up?"
"We…have a slight problem on the relationship front."
"Again?"
Back at the Great Hall, Poli, the Queen of Praxis, and Thordis, the All-Mother of the Norse, are having a "contest of wills", as they eyed each other…
"As per the treaty, I and my sister warrior maidens are entitled to a conjugal visit with your husband, Prince Ran," Poli said. The Amazons, like that on Earth and a few other worlds, were tall, warrior women with a proud heritage. These Amazons had sided with the UN Spacy's Robotech Expeditionary Force (REF), in an effort to defeat the rampaging crab/snail/mollusk aliens known as the Invid, even though the original intention was to negotiate a peace treaty with another alien power…
"And I shall have it."
The lone blue eye of the All-Mother was sparkled with fury.
"How dare you tell the monarch of this realm what to do?" Thordis said, as her single, left eye crackled with power. "Be mindful of your next word, queen of Praxis. We were allies against the Invid, but my tolerance for foolish is short-"
"Hey," Ran said, as he enters the throne room. "You rang, beloved?"
"Prince Ran," Poli said with a smile, as she nods, along with her entourage.
"Queen Poli," Ran said with a slight nod. He then turns towards his wife, Queen Serena Thordis, the All-Mother of the Norse.
"Babe, what's up?"
"Queen Poli is under the impression that you are to be her suitor, along with the rest of the Amazons of Praxis," Thordis said. "What is the truth in this matter?"
"I didn't agree to anything, beloved," Ran said, as he frowns.
"My Lord, did you not agree to do whatever it takes to secure an alliance against the Invid?" Poli asked.
"Um, yes…"
"Well, I seek a boon that will include you siring the next generation of my people."
"What?" Ran yelled. "That…well, I'm sure that is a misunderstanding…"
Thordis sighs. She suspected that Ran wasn't thinking things through when he secured the alliance with Praxis.
"At this point, I must insist on this stipulation," Poli said. "And not just for sexual gratification. Many of our sisters have died fighting alongside the REF. We earned that right to make sure that not only our race survives, but that it becomes stronger."
For a moment, Thordis rubs her chin. The Praxians did take heavy losses during the war, especially in battles that were key in turning the tide against the Invid. Still, the fact that Poli did not negotiate a proper agreement with her or her representatives was an insult to her as a woman and as monarch. And so, the All-Mother decided to do something about it, as she settled this matter…
"I will agree to your request, but only on two conditions," Thordis said.
"Name them," Poli said.
"One, Ran will be permitted to sire only ten percent of your population. What represents that population is your affair."
"Very well…"
"I will sire your heir."
"WHAT?"
"Huh?" Ran said.
"This will insure an alliance between our two peoples. Secondly, my permission to allow Ran to be a stud was not made beforehand. Had you done so, I would not have mind this. But, I do now…"
Pause.
"These terms are not subject to negotiations."
"Is this…possible?" Poli asked.
"I know the technique 'inujutsu', a method that can allow me to…sire a child. I will teach this to you, so that your people will have a means to never worry about having no males."
"Yes, I see," Poli said with an understanding nod. "With the loss of some many of our warriors, coupled with a lack of men, anything that can help to replenish our numbers will be a good thing. Praise Haydon!"
"Praise Haydon!" said the Amazons of Praxis.
"Then it is settled," Thordis said. "Your boon has been granted."
"Thank you, Queen Thordis," Poli said with a bow. She then rises to a full standing position.
"Excuse us, while we prepare…"
And with that, Poli and her entourage leave the throne room.
"Well, that's that," Thordis said, as she turns towards her husband. "My Prince."
"My Queen," Ran said. "Don't I got a say in the matter?"
"You said far too much without thinking," Thordis said, as she rose to her feet. She then glides down to her husband, towering him slightly.
"And that's what makes you the cutest thing," Thordis said, as she kissed Ran. "But please, don't get into agreements that entail you being a stud without letting me know."
"In my defense, I did not know."
"I know, but then again, you're not exactly the god of wisdom."
"Humph."
Tbc.
Next Time: Ran (Ranma) and Brunhilde (Akane) return to Nerima. Unfortunately, so does the Night elves Alflyse (Shampoo) and Malekith (Mousse), who are after Ran for totally different reasons. See you then…