Disclaimer: Ranma ½ and Dead or Alive do not belong to me. I don't make a cent and I don't claim them as my own, so there.
Author notes: That's right people another story. I've looked all over the net and I see so few Ranma and Dead or Alive crossovers. I mean come on people the girls are damn hot, and they can fight, we are not limited to just the usual Street Fighter and King of Fighters fics that I've seen more then a few times. Anyway this takes place just before the third Dead or Alive tournament and two years after the Saffron also I have to say this people chapter one isn't really a happy one. Oh and people I'm playing narrator for a bit in here. First chapter is going to be short but it will definitely draw heads.
"Nerima Ward, home of overly destructive martial artists, most famous and well known of these martial artists is Ranma Saotome." G-Force 1 faces the readers. "Hi I'm G-Force 1 but I'll go by G1 to make it easier. I'm an author one of many." G1 waves his hand and images appear, showing the Ranma's from Saber-toothed Ranma, Ranma Crusade and many more. "The universes that contain Ranma are numerous. They are a chaotic factor. But that is another tale which to be told. In this universe Ranma shall now face a new trial, which could bring him happiness or his death."
Up above on the rooftops on the edge of the district stood a figure an attractive feminine figure in a purple dress with a large bow, an orange bandanna tied down her short violet hair. "So this is where you've been hiding… dear sister." The figure looked slightly to the side and a ninja quickly appeared like he came out of thin air. "Find her… and bring her head to me." The ninja gave the briefest of nods and left as quickly as he appeared.
Kasumi Tendo was hurrying back home after an unscheduled visit to the store to pick up some necessary ingredients for that night's supper. 'I knew I should have checked the cupboards before I started cooking.' She mentally chided herself as she continued her trek to the dojo and suddenly she stopped, her senses picked up the tension in the air and the tingle in her spine shouted danger. Soon after a wave of shuriken whizzed and impacted on the ground which she stood a second ago, she recognized the throwing stars instantly. 'Mugen Tenshin, they've found me at last.' Kasumi dropped the bags and pulled the ribbon that tied her hair midway out and retied it in a simple ponytail, reaching down she pulled her skirt up and revealed the strapped tanto on her right leg. Pulling it free from its sheath she swiftly cut away her apron and dropped down into a crouch as another shuriken flew through the space her face once occupied. She didn't need to look as four ninja landed around her kodachi drawn and ready. Kasumi lifted her tanto up in readiness the battle to survive had begun again.
Ranma was hopping along rooftops his stomach was growling and he was hungry. Kasumi hadn't returned yet, and the Tendo's and his stupid father quickly sent him to see what was taking her so long. He had already checked Doctor Tofu's place and also the store, which she went to often and still couldn't find her. 'This isn't like Kasumi to be late in making a meal.' He thought, as he continued to move on then he felt it. The rise in tension the tingle in his spine, a fight and a big one at that and his senses picked up their auras, one of them was very familiar. "Kasumi!" Ranma shouted, and his pace quickened. He was soon on top of a roof and looking down into the street illuminated by the dim street lamps and the light of the crescent moon. It was Kasumi all right and four ninja were attacking her. But something was strange, for the most part when did Kasumi learn to fight like that? 'Kami-sama she's really good I've never knew Kasumi was able to do this.' A few seconds of observing also revealed something else to him. 'The style their using is similar. Kasumi knows the same style as those ninja.' Ranma thought. But Ranma's surprise quickly took a back seat as one of the ninja managed to score a hit on Kasumi, a clean slash just below her shoulder. The sight of the blood made Ranma's own boil. The ninja were attacking Kasumi, the only girl in his life that had always been there to offer comfort, a lifeline in the life he had now. With his battle aura burning he leaped down, the ninja would pay for hurting her.
Kasumi mouthed a scream when the blade bit into the flesh in her arm, she spun with the slash and leaped away and crouched down one hand clasped the wound as blood flowed through her fingers, the ninja began to close in sensing her weakness. Her senses flared again as another presence joined the fray a very familiar presence. The first ninja was felled as Ranma landed both feet planted on the back of his head he was unconscious before he slammed the ground. The second turned and received a head-butt from Ranma's cast iron cranium he too was out like a bad bulb. The third had managed to attempt an overhead cut and both of Ranma's hands clapped on the flat of the blade and held fast, at the same time he performed a sidekick. The ninja screamed as two of his ribs shattered from the hit. Ranma gave a twist and the blade snapped then still going with the momentum of his twist his opposite leg struck out and nailed the injured ninja in the head sending him into blissful darkness. The final ninja had his arm back to throw a shuriken but Ranma still had the broken blade of the kodachi in his hands. A quick flick of his wrist and the blade sailed through the air and into the very hand that was about to throw the shuriken before nailing itself into the telephone pole that was just behind it. The ninja screamed as he clutched at his hand and tried to pull the blade out. Ranma ignored him and quickly rushed over to Kasumi.
"Kasumi are you all right? How is it?" Ranma's hands moved toward Kasumi's wound.
"Ranma… It's all right, I'm fine." Kasumi winced as her wound disagreed.
"Bull." Ranma said and quickly ripped his sleeves on his shirt to strips and began to bind Kasumi's wounds with practiced ease from his travels. "Who are these ninja Kasumi? And how is it you know their style?"
Kasumi's eyes lowered, her face a grim mask so unlike the Kasumi Ranma knew. "Ranma there's many things you don't know about me, and I'm not the Kasumi you knew."
"Then where is she?" Ranma asked, but his question went unanswered when Kasumi's face shot up straight at him a serious expression that conflicted with the gentle look that he was used too.
"There is no time to talk, we have to go. I have to get out of Nerima, you're all in danger." Kasumi got up and began to walk toward the dojo.
"All right then we'll go." Ranma said, pausing to knock out the screaming ninja and pull the blade out before helping her off.
Nearing the Tendo dojo Ranma was at a loss for words he had so many questions yet he didn't know which to ask first. Kasumi's hadn't said a word the whole time and her face was a grim mask. "Kasumi… what are we going to tell the others?" He asked.
Her face finally moved to face him, determination and acceptance replacing the mask that marred her face. "I'll tell them the truth." She said.
Upon entering the dojo the tenants of the house quickly rushed to the front to see Ranma and Kasumi and questions of her lateness and when dinner was going to be ready were planned and in order. But all that was swept when they saw a bandaged Kasumi and a Ranma with blood on his hands.
"What the hell happened to Kasumi!" Nabiki's cool demeanor was shattered at least for now at the sight of her sister.
"Who did this to my baby!" Soun was shifting between anger and crying.
"Ninja." Ranma calmly replied.
"Ninja? Why would ninja attack are Kasumi?" Akane yelled out. Nabiki had rushed off and returned quickly with the first-aid kit and Ranma was changing the bandages to something more sterile. Kasumi waited until he finished before looking at all of the occupants with a sad stare.
"Everyone please let's all return to the tea room. I have much to tell and little time to tell it." Everyone obeyed and soon they sat around the table their gazes on her. Ranma sat next to her. Kasumi sat in a classic seiza position and her hands gripped her dress skirt as she worked the courage to talk. One of Ranma's hands reached over and covered hers offering comfort to her, the one who always helped him. Taking a deep breath Kasumi looked up with a determined face. "Everyone, I'm not the Kasumi you know. I'm not the Kasumi who's the daughter of Soun Tendo." Gasps were heard throughout the room, the Tendo's were stunned and Genma fell backwards in his loss.
"Than who are you? Where is Kasumi? My daughter Kasumi?" Soun cried out.
"My name is also Kasumi I have no family name now, and your Kasumi…" Kasumi looked down her hands trembling, Ranma quickly tightened his grip and Kasumi grasped his hand with both of hers holding on so tight that it felt like she was holding on for dear life. If Akane hadn't been so stunned at the words from before she would have nailed Ranma right there. Kasumi looked up finally seeing fearful yet eager faces. "Your Kasumi… is dead."
Author notes: Yeah I'm sorry all you Tendo Kasumi fans she's dead in this fic, please forgive me. I feel horrible as it is, but I wanted to put some real good meaning into this fic that was much more different from all the other DOA crossovers. Please everyone forgive me. I truly do love Kasumi, not loving her would be like calling Belldandy a devil. Please everyone forgive me, Kasumi Tendo please forgive me!
Next chapter: Kasumi tells the story of what happened to Tendo Kasumi, and Mount Akane blows up.
