Mechwarrior Ranma: Trials of Chaos
Disclaimer: All right people, I want a full lance of lawyers on objective "Not-my-property", and the second lance of lawyers on objective "Owned-by-Microsoft-and-Rumiko-Takehashi".
Any questions? No? Good. Now proceed to nav "not-for-profit" and prepare to engage the opposing force, call sign: "Lawsuit"
Key: "Words, all auto-translated."
(Thoughts)
Comm./speaker and other electronic things that talk
Chapter 1: Processing.
Ranma sat on the roof of the Tendo Dojo, lost in thought. Today had been
Typical, really, what with the usual fiancée brigade out to marry him, and the rest of the wrecking crew out to kill him. This, of course, all happened during lunch, which naturally made him miss the rest of the day's classes. And people wonder why his grades were so low!!
Of course, Akane had to hit him with that damn mallet of hers for "flirting" with the rest of the girls. This, of course, set off the moronic duo of Soun and Genma, and forced him to listen to a tirade on how he should be more respectful to Akane, and how he should apologize by marrying her right now! The only odd thing is that Happosai hadn't shown up today.
Ranma's face contorted into an ugly snarl. (I'll just bet that he's got some sort of new plan to get me to put on a-) Ranma's thoughts were suddenly inteupted by the appearance of the previously mentioned pervert landing on the roof near him.
"Ranma, m'boy, I have finally come to the conclusion that you don't respect me"
Happosai's calm demeanor instantly had Ranma on edge.
"It took you this long to figure that out, ya old letch?" Ranma scornfully replied.
"Just as I thought," Happosai paused for a moment before continuing, " Even though you're the best hope for the school, your lack of respect has forced me to… Discipline you."
This, naturally, made Ranma more nervous than before.
"What are you planning to do, freak?"
Happosai smirked. "I'm going to send you on a little trip. But don't worry, I'll be able to call you back once you're ready to admit respect for me."
Ranma's derisive snort almost chocked off as Happosai pulled a scroll out and began reading from it.
A pillar of light began forming around Ranma, and lanced up towards the heavens, trapping him within before he could even tense for a jump.
As Ranma began to fade within the column, he could have sworn that he heard Happosai say, "Don't get killed."
……………..
Ranma suddenly re-appeared in mid-air, directly above a battlefield. He had time enough to recognize it for what it was before gravity re-established its hold on him. The fall began with a scream of:
"OOOOHHHHHHH SSSSHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTT!!!"
Throughout Ranma's descent, he had to continually twist and lip to dodge the incoming missiles. Fortunately, the beams and flashes of light were well below his current altitude.
Even greater fortune was that the battle was moving on past Ranma's intended landing zone. It had not, however, cleared of combatants,
With a resounding CLANG, he impacted on the surface of a large, metallic, object.
Blackness claimed him shortly thereafter.
Ranma awoke in a sterile, white room with four strange people standing over him.
Two of the people wore white lab coats with red crosses in red circles on the left shoulder. The other two were wearing an odd sort of uniform/jumpsuit, but the guy had more decoration on his than the girl did.
"So, you awake yet?" the man asked.
"Unh… What happened, and where am I?" Ranma replied.
"You're on my mercenary jump-ship, where all my crew and 'mech pilots are. I'm the commander here, and my call sign is Specter. This here is Mags, one of my pilots. You're currently in the med lab. As for what happened, Mags found you passed out on top of my Fafnir. Care to explain how it is you got there?"
"Well, near as I can remember, the old freak used a scroll of some sort on me, and it sucked me up in this weird light. Well, the next thing I know, I'm fallin' an' dodgin' missiles, then I hit something, and now I'm here."
Evidently, Ranma's response was a tad hard to swallow, or at least that's what the ring of disbelieving stares suggested. Tension began rising, as every person there began forming their own opinion on how he got there.
Just before tensions could raise any further, one of the medics asked the million C-bill question.
"So, what's your name, kid? We need it for our records."
"Ranma, Ranma Saotome… Sorry about this."
End chapter 1.
Authors notes: Alright, I realize that there wasn't much mech fighting going on in this chapter, and that it may be a little short, but bear with me here. It'll pick up soon.
Anyway, if you all want to see what happens to Ranma next, you'll have to submit a review.
Also, I'm taking suggestions/votes on two things: the ship's name, and whom Ranma should end up with. Note: "Nobody" is a perfectly acceptable suggestion.