When life gives you lemons, use them to create a giant mecha and demolish some buildings.

Pretty Soldier Sailor Ranko
by MingShun

I had this awesome rant that led into the disclaimer, then I realized that it sounded like something some other author would do. Without any other ideas, I was forced to give you this rant over a rant.

At least I can still thread it into the disclaimer anyway: I don't own Ranma, nor do I own Sailor Moon. The honors belong to Rumiko Takahashi and Naoko Takeuchi respectively.

Genre: Humor, Action and Adventure, Magical Girl, Martial Arts

Warning: OC!

Warning: I don't like Akane. She'll appear near the end though because she's too important to leave out. I desperately hope I can find some legal way knock her off a cliff.

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Chapter 1: Mixed Stage:
Wild Child

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Right when all seemed lost, the defenders of justice, the Sailor Scouts, have once again prevailed over the evil threatening the city.

Who are these lovely soldiers who bravely step in, fight, and disappear? Many want to know. Because of this, we are offering a substantial reward to anyone who has clues or information regarding the iden-

- Beeeyoop -

A small girl rolled off of the plush couch that she had been laying stomach-down upon to watch TV.

She looked very similar to Ranma's female form but with a few key differences. For one, she kept her hair in a loose ponytail. Another big difference was their age. Ranma was 16, this girl was 13. Consequently, she was younger, shorter, and obviously not as developed *cough*. 'As'...haha. There were a pair of glasses perched on her forehead. And finally, where Ranma would just wear her usual chinese clothing, this girl had on a sky blue kimono with an orange floral pattern upon it.

Her lackluster eyes suddenly brightened when she stopped in front of a closed door in the living room. Sounds of physical exertion could be heard from inside of the other room. Grabbing firmly onto the door handle, she slid it open. "Oniichan! I wanna be a sailor scout."

Her sudden appearance and loud shout caused Ranma to lose his focus while he was in the middle of a midair somersault. Suddenly finding himself upside down, he plowed headfirst into the tatami floor.

After sliding for a meter on his cheek, his lower body returned to earth as he came to a stop.

The girl watched all of this happen with an open mouth.

"I thought martial artists always landed on their feet," she finally said, pulling the glasses off of her head so that she could brush her brilliant red hair out of her face.

Ranma quickly shot to his feet and opened his mouth to correct her, only to pale and slowly close it. He couldn't say it! Not when the correction contained those unspeakable things that should never be said. He sighed, "What didja want again?"

The girl slowly returned her glasses to their previous perch. "What didja want again?" the girl repeated in a monotone before she sighed as well.

"That's what I'm asking you," Ranma said without looking up. He was staring at the furrow that he had just made with his face, wondering how he was going to explain it to mom.

"That's what I'm asking you," came the echo.

Now he looked up. His sister was staring blankly at him. His face fell. "Not again..." he moaned.

"Not again..." the other occupant of the room moaned as well.

"Quit copyin me, and tell me whatcha want!" Ranma growled.

"Quit copyin me, and tell me whatcha want!" his tormentor shot back.

Ranma immediately walked to the center of the training room with the redhead close behind him. There, he began slowly running through one of the school's basic katas.

The ponytailed girl immediately started to copy him. However, after the first two moves, she suddenly found herself in an awkward position. Off-balance, she fell over and landed on her rear. "Ouch! What happened?" she complained, the mist in her eyes clearing up as she looked around confusedly while soothingly rubbing her throbbing backside.

"Okay Ranko, what're you doing here?" Ranma demanded.

"I want to be a sailor scout!" she shouted as she bounced to her feet.

Ranma looked down at his sister for a moment, his thumb and pointer finger positioned under his chin in a thinking position. He suddenly blinked. "Wait wait, aren't sailor scouts those cheerleaders that wear almost nothing when they go an' fight?" he paused. "What?" he asked when he saw his sister's angry look.

She stomped up to him. "They're not cheerleaders, and they have something on!" she shouted as she jabbed him hard in the chest.

"You're missin' the point again sis," Ranma said as he gently shoved her away.

"No I'm not!" the girl replied as she crossed her arms and childishly turned her back to him.

Ranma sighed. "Whatever." He looked up. "So you wanna be a sailor scout huh? Wouldn't Mom kill ya if you ever wore something that revealing?"

"Well, I'll change it so that it's more decent then," his sister said with a grin.

"Wait wait, ya lost me," the pigtailed boy said.

"Everyone says that, I wonder why," Ranko said with a helpless shrug before she pulled out a small black thing with a big red button in the center. She pointed it at her brother.

The pigtailed boy's eyes widened. "Hey hey," Ranma said as he backed away from his younger sister. his hands raised in a warding gesture. "You promised!"

"Don't worry!" the small girl chirped, "I just need a magical source to tie the transformation to. Since my brother is the only source of magic that I have available..." She pushed the button.

Large black tubes suddenly sprung out of nowhere and seized her brother. Ranma barely had time to shout before they tightened and ripped him from his spot.

Ranko watched her older brother disappear from the training room before she blinked.

She left the now empty room soon after, turning and quietly sliding the door shut before continuing on her way. Stepping into her bedroom, the first thing she heard was "Dammit Ranko, lemme go!"

She frowned as she slid her glasses over her nose. "Hey, no cursing." she sternly said to her struggling brother before she carefully made her way around the precariously-stacked piles of papers and sharp-edged medium-sized metal parts that lay everywhere on her floor. She stopped right in front of him. "Hold still. It won't take much longer," she said with a serious look on her face before she suddenly tossed a glass of water upon her brother.

Splash.

Ranma sputtered and then gasped as the tubes immediately tightened themselves to accommodate her smaller form.

"Why me?!" Ranma desperately cried as she struggled against her restraints.

"Because you're magical," was the nonchalant reply.

"There's tons o' magic in this world!" Ranma stalled.

"Like this glowing machine behind me? The one that creates pure magic from electricity at near perfect efficiency over a long periods of time?" Ranko curiously asked.

"Yes!" Ranma shouted as she squirmed wildly. "Whatever you just said," she babbled.

Ranko grinned and waved halfheartedly in response. "Don't be silly, don't you think I'd be using it by now? It's just not reliable enough," she said with a frown before she started stroking her chin as a thoughtful look appeared on her face. "Hmm, but your curse is even less reliable. And I couldn't extract even a quarter as much magic," she commented before she turned and tapped on the magic generator with a small wrench, "But there are some things I could try, so..."

"...it'd be better?" Ranma meekly interrupted.

Ranko shook her head. "No actually, nothing that I do could make your curse as good a magic source as this generator. I should just let you go and use the generator to power my suit."

"Then why don'tcha?" Ranma cried.

When Ranko just shrugged in reply, Ranma hung her head, feeling as if the energy had just been sucked out of her. Her sister was just weird.

Her sister started moving again, and she looked up. First the younger girl walked up to her school desk and put on a lab coat and a pair of rubber gloves. Then she picked something up.

fzzt. Fzzt. Bzzt.

The unknown something started giving off large sparks almost immediately, causing Ranma's eyes to widen and her escape efforts to return as fear and desperation drove her on.

"Stop moving, I promise it won't hurt much," the shorter redhead soothingly said as she slowly came closer, her glasses gleaming menacingly. She started to lean forward, pushing the continuously sparking thing closer as well.

One of Ranma's hands suddenly broke free as some of the tubes gave way.

But it was too late. There was no time to fend Ranko off before contact was made.

Bzzzzzzzaaaaaaaap!

"Done," Ranko cheerfully said as she pulled away the now-inert object before turning and walking toward a nearby wall.

She quickly pressed a blinking red button on the wall in front of her. The blinking stopped and the tubes fell away from her feminized brother with a hiss.

"Hey, you're right," Ranma commented as she rubbed her arm slightly. She looked up and pointed toward a smoking blackened thingamajigg on the other side of the room.

"Told you so," Ranko said as she childishly stuck her tongue out at her older brother. She turned to see what Ranma was pointing at.

"What happened to that?" Ranma asked, seeing that she had her sister's attention.

"I don't remember what it was for," Ranko replied with a frown, "but it was supposed to break down yesterday. I find it strange how it broke down at almost the same time I interfaced the magic in your cursed form to my transformation pen."

A look of 'Eureka' suddenly dawned on her face. Oh yeah! Transformation pen! She turned back to her older...sister. "I can transform into a magical girl now! Wanna see Oniichan?"

The glow on her face was soon replaced by a look of annoyance when she realized that her older brother was currently heading for the door. She quickly turned and reached up to slap a glowing green button. The button started to blink slowly on and off as the house started to rumble a little.

"Wha? Hey!" Ranma's silent exit was suddenly impeded by a large metal hand. Not quite impeded actually...stopped. The hand had her in its grasp and she couldn't break free. The large mechanical arm slowly swiveled around so that the redheaded teenager was now facing her younger adolescent sister.

"Ranko..." Ranma growled warningly as she struggled to pry the first giant metal finger off of her.

"Watch Oniichan!" Ranko cheerfully said, before she held up a small rod.

Giving it a few waves, she shouted, "Transform!"

And then, a watery ripple that originated from Ranko's belly shot outwards, changing her clothing as it went along. The transformation was complete in less than a second.

"That's it?" Ranma asked with an unamused expression on her face. It wasn't a very flashy transformation. And her younger sister didn't look that much different. So what if Ranko now had a golden crown on her forehead? The sailor uniform looked odd on her sister. And how was Ranko gonna fight with those high heels on her feet? She paused and backtracked. A worried look appeared on her face. "Mom's gonna kill you if she sees you now," she commented after double checking that yes, Ranko was wearing a sailor uniform with a thigh-length skirt.

"..." Ranko looked at him in confusion for a moment before she looked down. "Eek! I forgot to change the uniform a little!" Ranko shrieked before she ran into her closet. She came out a few seconds later wearing a longer skirt. "Well Oniichan?"

"It's good," Ranma said with a shrug before she asked, "Can you let me down now?"

Ranko pressed the green button again. The hand opened up, dropping Ranma to the floor.

The older redhead landed lightly on her feet, and patted herself off. She was just about to walk off when she heard her sister shout, "I'm going to go save Juuban now!"

A gust of wind caused Ranma to pause and stare as her younger sister ran from the room, stepping upon several sharp metal objects on her way out. Ranko was a lot faster than normal...

And then she wondered whether she should tell mom that Ranko was wearing shoes inside of the house. She sighed. Naah, mom would just blame her for being a bad influence.

There was a loud screech outside, causing a vein to appear on Ranma's forehead as she angrily clenched her fist. Stupid mom and pops, saddling her with the babysitting job while they went out to have fun. She ran out of the room to see if the annoying brat had been run over by the car.

All sailor scouts had to start somewhere. Since Ranko was new, it would be best if she had a simple job. She found one, a cat stuck in the tree. It meowed pitieously down at her, catching her attention as she ran across.

"Good afternoon Neko-san. Are you in trouble?" a dull-eyed redheaded girl asked as she bowed respectfully to the cat in the tree.

When there was no reply...

"Sayonara Neko-san," Ranko said with another bow before she walked off.

Ranma came by a moment later, searching around wildly for her sister.

"Meow."

Ranma turned around and stared at the source of the meow for a moment. "C-C-c...Aieeeeeee!" she screamed as she about-faced and took off in the opposite direction.

*Thud!*

The cat that was stuck in the tree lost its footing when Ranma collided violently with said tree.

It fell upon Ranma's head, causing her to freeze up in shock.

"Meow" one fake cat suddenly said.

"Mew" the cat that fell from the tree replied

"Myooowrl" another said afterwards as it walked up to the two.

"Meow, Mew, Myooowrl," the three started to sing to the passing pedestrians, earning strange looks in the process.

Hit Counters:
# of cats: 3 (1 fake, 1 stealth assassin, 1 lucky tree faller)

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Sailor Ranko stopped in front of a large wooden bridge. A giant laughing ugly orc stood before the bridge, blocking the path of a beautiful lady and preventing her from going across. That just wouldn't do! As a sailor suited soldier of justice, it was up to her to stop the orc's evil ways. And she knew just how to do it. Focusing magic into her fingertip, she pointed her finger toward the orc like a gun and shouted...

Mars Fire Ignite!

This is where a reality check is needed. It turns out Ranko had been staring at a crosswalk with a parked car on one side and a whole group of pedestrians preparing to cross.

@BOOOM!!!@ People were sent flying as a small explosion erupted in the middle of the group. Cars immediately screeched to a halt and the bystanders quickly streamed in to help.

Completely oblivious to the frightful display in front of her, Ranko stepped up to the car and bowed respectfully before it. "I'm afraid I must leave now. Please take care hime-sama." she said before walking off.

Hit Counters:
# of unharmed victims: 450 +/- 200
# of injured victims: 15 people (minor scrapes and burns)
# of dead: 0

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Pretty Soldier Sailor Ranko stared dully at her next adversary. This was going to be her greatest challenge yet.

"May I have the vanilla please?" she finally decided. "And If it is not too much to ask, may I have sprinkles on top, please?"

The clerk behind the counter soon had a small cup of ice cream ready for her. "Here you go Miss."

"Thank you kind sir," Ranko said with a bow as she paid and took the cup. She quickly took a seat at the nearest booth and sighed. 'Saving the world was hard work' she thought as she laid her head on her arms for a moment.

She sat up. Reaching over to pick up a wooden scoop, she held it high in the air and said, "Itadakimasu."

Speedlines formed around the scoop as it plunged down toward the ice cream.

Hit Counters:
# of unharmed victims: 451 +/- 200
# of ice cream devoured: 1

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Sailor Ranko was glaring menacingly at the latest evildoer when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She turned around to see who.

"Yo, sis. Time to go home," Ranma said, ruffling her little sister's hair.

The glaze in Ranko's eyes cleared up as she reached forward and caught her glasses. "Ah! Okay Oniichan." the shorter redhead replied as she batted her sister's hand away before frantically combing her hair with one hand. She stopped with her vanities, to return her attention to the evil one. "Ha! Thought using my brother to distract me would be enough?" she shouted as she put her glasses back on her forehead.

"What," Ranma asked in confusion as she watched her sister hold something up into the air.

Supreme Thunder!

Crack! *Boooom!*

A brilliant burst of lightning struck the ground in front of her, shattering the air and causing Ranma to let out a cry of surprise as she was thrown back from the sheer power behind the attack.

She laid on the ground for a moment to recover from the stunning effects of the lightning strike before she sat up. Looking around, her gaze quickly fell upon her sister. Ranko was laid out on the floor and twitching slightly. But aside from the burn marks on her uniform and the smoke wafting off of her, she appeared to be unharmed.

Pretty Soldier Sailor Ranko finally opened her eyes. "Ow!" she cried before rolling over and pushing herself off of the ground. She immediately turned her head to give her nemesis a hostile narrow-eyed look. "You...you..."

Ranma watched as her sister stalked up to a bronze statue...and kicked it. A sweatdrop then formed on the back of her head when she saw her little sister yelp and start hopping around on one foot. Her sister was weird.

The lightning was cool though. She was gonna hafta ask her sis how she did it later. Maybe she could modify it so that it wouldn't strike her first.

Hit Counters:
# of injured heroines: 1
# of statues left in good condition: 1

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Usagi, Ami, and Makoto, secretly known as Sailor Moon, Sailor Mercury, and Sailor Jupiter, were on their way to the TV station when they reached an intersection. They stopped.

There were some interesting conversations going on as the small crowd waited for the walk signal to appear.

For instance, "Did you hear? The sailor scouts mumble mumble..."

Of course they were interested. "Excuse me, you mentioned sailor scouts. What happened?" Ami asked the middle-aged gossip.

The lady turned away from her friend for a moment to give them a condescending look. "I heard that one of them attacked a crowd of people with fire magic. Luckily no one was seriously hurt, but everyone is wondering what is going on. Have the sailor senshi turned evil?" she asked before she returned to her friend and the two continued to chatter away.

'Fire? Could it be...Raye?' was the shared thought among the three.

The light turned green and the approval to cross appeared. There was no time to investigate, they were on their to the television station to meet Miss Bertie. The other two girls were curious, why did Ami want to arrive before the chess match started?

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"I've wanted to meet you," said a blue haired woman wearing a revealing outfit as she turned from the audience to look at the newcomer. Her hair was done in a thick braid and she looked every bit as regal in person as on TV.

"Why me?" Ami asked, referring to the challenge that Miss Bertie had issued earlier.

"I heard rumors, and I was interested," the woman replied with an enigmatic smile.

Chess was the farthest thing on Ami's mind however. "I read a book on dousing last night. I understand there's a high rate of success," Ami said as she walked forward apprehensively. "Can you find someone for me?"

"You could do it yourself," Miss Bertie replied, the smile staying on her face. "Just like before, when you used your ability to manipulate water..." the woman paused and her expression changed to one that a cat would wear when cornering a mouse. She leaned forward and whispered, "...Sailor Mercury." (1)

Ami's eyes widened in surprise.

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Ranma landed lightly on the roof of another tall office building as she continued her journey home with her sister riding on her back. She paused to look up. The next office building was much taller than this one. She didn't feel like climbing at the moment so she would need to go around it. She quickly ran along the edge of the rooftop, searching for a different route to take them home.

Ranko suddenly gasped. "Look look!" she shouted as she pointed to the side.

Ranma stopped running along the edge to look down. There was an odd light show going on down there. Narrowing her eyes slightly, she saw a bunch of cheerleaders locked in combat with several humans that moved rather unnaturally. Their motion was too stiff, and unbalanced.

"Let's help them!" Ranko said, vibrating eagerly with anticipation.

"I dunno. Mom is expecting us home by now," Ranma hesitantly said.

"C'mon Oniichan, it won't take long," Ranko whined.

Ranma blew out a puff of air as she gave in. "Okay." she said before she leapt from the roof and toward an overhanging sign on an adjacent building. Rebounding off of the sign, she adjusted her angle of descent so that she would hit another sign on her way down.

They reached the ground without mishap.

After setting her frightened sister down, she prepared to run into battle.

Shabon Spray!

Ranma cried in surprise when a stream of bubbles suddenly shot past her.

She quickly hopped backwards to protect her sister, but when she saw the bubbles leaving her sister's hands, she instantly knew who was responsible for the attack in the first place. Turning around to watch the cheerleaders' battle, she noticed that they had a confused look on their face as the bubbles covered the battlefield. The fragile watery spheres quickly condensed into a dense fog, making it very difficult to see.

"Mercury?!" came several annoyed shouts.

"I am not responsible for this!" someone earnestly replied.

"Die!" a third voice coldly said.

"Aieee! No! Not my brains you zombie!"

There was a thud.

"These droids are freaking me out!" someone complained before there was a grunt.

Several crashes occurred before there was a choking noise.

"R-raaargh!" Another loud crash. "Where is the enemy?!"

"There!" someone answered.

"No she isn't, Mercury!"

"She's behind us now!"

"Hahahahah, this is too easy," someone gloated.

The sounds of battle continued.

Ranma stopped gaping to turn to the only thing he could see in this fog. His sister.

His stomach leapt into his throat when he saw her pluck the crown off of her forehead.

Moon Princess Halation! she shouted before she threw the crown into the foggy cloud.

Ranma sweatdropped again, what a fancy name for just tossing a crown. Was there even any magic involved?

*Bonk!*

"Ow! Moon!" someone irritatedly shouted.

"Sorry!" came the reply.

"Whose tiara is this?" someone asked.

'What happened to the crown?' Ranma found herself wondering.

"Someone get rid of the fog already!" a random voice shouted.

"We need to find the source first!" someone else replied.

"Hahahaha," came an evil laugh. "Is that the best you have?"

There was a cry of pain.

"Jupiter!" three voices chimed at once.

"I think I messed up that attack," Ranko said. She said it so casually that it took Ranma a moment to realize that her sister was not commenting about the weather.

The pigtailed girl away from the rather interesting brick wall to look at her sister. "Yeah...I don't think you hit the bad guy," she agreed.

"No no, I think I shouted the wrong name. Moon Princess Halation is so easy to confuse with Moon Tiara Action," Ranko said, covering her face with both hands to hide her embarrassment.

Ranma sighed, turned back to the wall, and pressed her forehead against it. How was it possible to confuse two different sounding attacks? No wait, the more important question was why her sister threw a vision obscuring attack onto the field in the first place. It just wasn't something that you do when your allies are locked in combat with the enemy. True, neither side expected it, but from the sounds of the battle going on, it didn't seem like the fog was helping their side much.

There was a ping, Ranma quickly looked to see what it was. Her eyes grew really wide when she saw the burst of light upon Ranko's forehead. And then the crown appeared. Ranko started to reach up. Ranma quickly seized the smaller girl's wrist. "Stop sis. Wait till we can see the enemy before you start throwing junk again," she whispered.

Ranko looked curiously up at her older sister as the glow around the crown began to fade. She nodded.

The fog took that moment to begin clearing up. Right when the combatants were revealed, there was a loud ~Sploosh.~

"Mercury?!" three voices shouted when they saw what had become of their team member clad in blue. She was currently encased in a giant sphere of water that floated in midair. It looked like she couldn't breathe.

Sensing the desperation of the moment, the blond with twin odangoes immediately raised an object high into the air and then pointed it toward the distracted enemy.

Moon Princess...Halation!

A beam of light shot from the rod, striking the light-blue haired lady clad in a very revealing outfit. There was a loud crack, as if glass were shattering, and she screamed loudly in pain. The intense wave of white light continued, and soon she started to break apart. In seconds, she was gone.

Ranma couldn't help but feel a little sick at seeing someone disintegrate like that. It was a cheesy sounding attack, but its effects indicated that it was far more dangerous than it looked. Was it really all right to put this much power in the hands of a cheerleader?

She stopped staring at the spot where the blue-haired chick died to look up. The other chick with blue hair was still encased in a giant globe of water.

Ranma frowned as she quickly tried to think of a way to break the sphere. If she had to take a guess, physical force wouldn't work against the sphere. The problem was, those were the only attacks that she knew.

"Rolling Heart..." Ranma turned to see the one shouting the attack, the blond in orange, finish with, "Vibration!" before a spinning pink heart shot from her hands and straight toward the sphere.

It fizzled out when it hit, greatly surprising the redhead. This was an even cheesier attack, but when it struck the bubble, the waves of power that it let off were anything but weak. She turned to her sister. "Ranko," she whispered before she pointed at the globe. "Why aren't you doing anythin' to that?"

"What's wrong with the sphere of water?" Ranko asked, confused. "I think that it's very well-made." she said admiringly.

"..."

"Heheh..." a man with red hair and a black crescent moon on his forehead laughed as he suddenly appeared in front of everyone. "You can't break Bertie's water globe like that," he said as he started to fade away. The bubble containing the blue haired girl was disappearing with him.

The blond with "rabbit ears" held up the rod again. "Moon Princess..." she started to shout.

There was the sound of displaced air, and both the red-haired man and the blue-haired cheerleader were gone.

Without a target, the blond with the twin ponytails was forced to cancel her attack. She fell to her knees and screamed "Mercury?!"

"Sailor Moon!"

Ranma turned to the source of the unfamiliar voice. She saw a man in a tuxedo and a white mask running over with something running next to him. It was a...

"Aieeeeee!"

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Ranko lost much of her enthusiasm when her brother ran off. She stopped watching his retreating back to turn around. Whoever was left was staring oddly at her. She slowly walked over. "Good afternoon everyone. I am Saotome Ranko," she said with a formal bow.

The senshi stared at her for a moment. "What second are you living on, civilian?" Venus finally asked.

"It's 'age' and 'in', Venus," Jupiter corrected.

Ranko looked up in surprise, her eyes brightening in the process, "Huh?" Her face suddenly turned a bright red when she realized what she had just been doing. "yiiii?" she squeaked as she covered her embarrassed face. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she apologized.

The other girls looked at the strange girl in confusion for a moment before they entered into a huddle. They had no time to deal with a fan. Raye was gone. And now Ami was as well. Taken away in front of their very eyes.

"Ano sa ano sa," Ranko stalled as she fumbled for something cool to say. "Howdy everyone. That was so hip, yeah? You da bomb!"

There was no reply. The scouts were in the middle of finalizing their private meeting spot. The redhead was touched in the head. They weren't worried about what would happen if she came close enough to eavesdrop. Now then, with Raye gone, the temple could not be used. But they needed a place to plan out a strategy and find out where this new enemy had taken their friends.

Undeterred by the silence, Ranko continued. "Can I join your group, yo? I can do l337 m4g1c!"

"Shut up!" the three scouts finally shouted at the pesky annoyance.

"Waaah!" Ranko cried as she huddled downward and covered her head. She didn't notice a cat walk into the middle of the huddle and say something.

"What's your planet?" Sailor Moon finally asked, turning around.

"Huh?" Ranko asked as she raised her head from her protective position. "I don't have one, dudette," she answered. "But any attacks you can do, I can do too," Ranko proudly continued.

The air suddenly grew heavy.

"It was you. You're the one that attacked that intersection," Jupiter accused.

"And you created that fog! Because of you, we lost Mercury," Venus angrily added.

"Do you really think we're that stupid? Where have your friends taken Mercury and Mars?!" Moon demanded.

"W-what?" Ranko asked as she ducked her head again, fear evident on her face.

Lightning started to crackle around Jupiter while a chain appeared in Venus' hands. Moon herself had a dark look on her face as she stepped forward menacingly.

Tuxedo Mask quickly stepped in between the two parties before the situation turned ugly.

"Stop it ladies. First Rini and now this girl." the sailor scouts looked somewhat ashamed. He turned to Ranko, "Look, young miss, this isn't a good time. Please leave before you cause more problems."

A hurt look appeared on the redhead's face. "I-I'm sorry," Ranko whispered as her eyes dulled again. She pulled off her glasses so that she could wipe her eyes. She suddenly gave a choked sob, bowed to the group, and disappeared.

Ranma popped up soon afterward. "Hey. What the hell is yer problem?" she angrily demanded.

Instead of answering, the three sailor scouts turned and started walking away. Tuxedo Mask turned to follow, only to have a small hand seize his arm and forcefully turn him around.

"Let go," Tuxedo Mask said as he swiped his arm once to dislodge the girl's grip. It didn't work.

Ranma's glare intensified. "Not til you tell me why you treated my sister like that. She worships you guys and this is the thanks she gets?"

By now, the sailor scouts had returned.

"In case you haven't realized, we're having problems here." Venus said as a chain appeared in her hands.

"Still doesn't give you the right," Ranma shot back, unafraid of the threatening gesture.

There was no reply, but the looks on the others' faces said that they weren't sorry in the least.

Ranma's face darkened. She released her hold on Tuxedo mask and turned her back to them. "I'm gonna make you regret this." she declared before she stomped off.

Hit Counters:
# of injured heroines: 1 + 3
# of kidnapped heroines: 1

The first thing that Ranma did upon entering the Saotome home was head directly to her sister's room. Once there, she paused and listened. She could hear someone crying inside.

She tentatively raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." a small mumbled voice said from the other side. Ranma slid the door open. She found her sister huddled against the wall of her crowded room. Her head was currently buried in her arms as she continued to cry. The martial artist distantly noted that Ranko was back in her kimono and her glasses were resting over her forehead again.

"Oi, I chewed em out for you," Ranma said as she brushed some of the junk aside and plopped down next to her sister.

When Ranko showed no signs of stopping, Ranma threw an arm around her sister's shoulder and pulled her closer. The two sat in silence as the sobs wracking the smaller redhead's body slowly died down.

Ranko finally shook her brother's arm off before standing up and walking over to her desk. There, she picked up a glass of cool water and applied pressure to the side. The water inside of the glass started to heat up. When she deemed that the water inside was warm enough, she tossed it at the only other person in the room.

Ranma sputtered and wiped off his face, but he didn't need to check to know that he was a guy again.

"Thank you Oniichan," the ponytailed girl said with a shaky laugh. She put the glass back on her messy desk before she sat down and pulled something from her drawer. Placing it in front of her, she picked up a screwdriver.

An occasional tick and click was heard as she worked.

After some time, Ranma stopped reading one of his sister's manga to get up. He walked over to where his sister was working and peered over her shoulders to see what she was doing. Ranko continued to poke and prod at the thing for a while longer before she turned around and held something out for Ranma to take. "Here. I think it should work now," she said.

Ranma gazed curiously at the small cylindrical object for a moment that was as large as her fist. "What is it?"

"It's a magic nullifier. One use is all you need to establish an antimagic field around you that will clear out any traces of magic in a small area and keep the magic from returning. You can use this to break the link between your curse and my uniform. It's easy to use, all you have to do is turn-"

"So wait, you don't wanna be a sailor scout anymore?" he interrupted.

Ranko slowly nodded yes.

Ranma took the cylinder from his sister's hand before throwing it to the ground and stomping on it. It shattered into many pieces. "You're gonna keep transforming sis," he decreed. "We have some magical girls to get outta business."

Ranko stared at the shattered remains with a wideeyed look. She finally looke up. "But Oniichan! Not only would it break the link, it would also remove your curse."

Ranma's face immediately turned dead-white as the blood rushed from his face.

He stood like that for a moment before he jerkily looked down at his sister. "Y-You'll make another one for me right?" he asked.

Ranko looked hesitant. "I could, but didn't you say you wanted me to continue transforming?"

Ranma fell on his hands and knees. "How about we make another one first?" he begged.

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"Oniichan? You hate bullies right?" Ranko asked as she pulled the training room door open and asked her brother a question.

"Can't stand em. Why?" Ranma grunted as he stopped practicing.

Ranko started to sniff as tears formed in her eyes. "Waaaaah!"

"?!"

Next up: Fireflies.

See you then!

Final Score:

# of unharmed: 451 +/- 200

# of cats: 3 (1 fake, 1 stealth assassin, 1 lucky tree faller)
# of injured victims: 15 people (minor scrapes and burns)
# of dead: 0
# of ice cream that gave their lives: 1
# of injured heroines: 4
# of kidnapped heroines: 1
# of statues left in good condition: 1
Estimated Damages: 30,000 yen.

Estimated Popularity Ranking: 51/53

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(1) The dialogue in this section was copied from 2 pages in Chapter 15 of the Sailor Moon manga. I just added in the action and expressions. I do this again later in the chapter, except I integrate Ranma as well. According to Wikipedia, Bertie's magical attack is Dark Water. In addition, the events that occur in the manga are very different from the anime.

A/N: The OC? In case you haven't figured it out, it's Ranko.

A/N: Using an amazing synthesis tool, I took the kill counter from Black Dragon6's story, Guardian, and attached it to my own story...
...fine fine, I stole it -.- Read his stories.

A/N: Sailor Scout Battle Scene at the end is really just a retelling of what happened at the end of chapter 15, the scene where Ami is taken in the Sailor Moon R Arc. Reubeus is the one that steals Ami away.

A/N: As I've said before, I really don't care if you goobers review or not. It's true that a good review will spur me on, however I can keep up with a minimum of a chapter a week output by maintaining several stories at once and just picking at whichever one I feel like.

A/N: On the same token, flame me if you wish. I'll read it. Whether or not it'll bother me depends on how you write it.

-o-o-o-Ranko's Spell Repository-o-o-o-

Transform – MP: 0
The spell used to transform into magical girl form. It's not so much a spell as a voice activated command on her henshin pen.

Supreme Thunder – MP: 3

- Jupiter's most basic lightning spell. Ranko can't use it correctly yet...so it strikes her...and a small area around her.
- From Sailor Moon

Moon Princess Halation – MP: 5

- Ranko's imitation of Moon's most powerful spell at this time requires a wandlike object, not a headgear. The spell failed, and sucked up some mana in the process.
- From Sailor Moon

Shabon Spray – MP: 3

- Mercury's most basic spell. Defensive attack that obscures area and makes sneak attacks possible.
- From Sailor Moon.

Mars Fire Ignite – MP: 3
- Mar's most basic attack spell. A fireball that's supposedly guided toward a single target for adequate damage. Ranko somehow turned it into an unguided low damage AOE attack.
- From Sailor Moon.

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-o-o-o-Ranko's Inventions-o-o-o-

Transformation Pen
- Level 1 magical item
- Incantation can be modified to whatever you like.
- Clothing can be modified to whatever you like.
- When bound to an ordinary girl, allows that ordinary girl to become a magical girl
- Requires one magical power supply
- Magic using this transformation pen are not limited to sailor senshi attack or defense

Magic Nullifier
- Level 1 magical item
- Removes magic from an area. The magic cannot return afterwards.
- Cylindrical object, and rather easy to crush under a foot.
- Not much else is known about this invention.

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-o-o-o-Character Profiles-o-o-o-

Character Sheets:

Ranma Saotome

Ranma. Martial Artist Extraordinaire.

Mother: Nodoka Saotome
Father: Genma Saotome
Siblings: Ranko Saotome (Younger Sister)
Favorite Dish: Anything
Likes: Martial Arts
Dislikes: Curse
Primary Model: Ranma Saotome (Ranma 1/2)

Ranko Saotome
Ranko is not your average girl. There is so much that can be said about her. Here are some of the basics:

Mother: Nodoka Saotome
Father: Genma Saotome
Siblings: Ranma Saotome (Older Brother)
Favorite Dish: Curry
Likes: Junk food.
Dislikes: Sharp things. Bitter foods.
Primary Model: Konata Izumi (Lucky Star)

Secondary Model: Hanabi Hyuuga (Naruto)
Tertiary Model: Nagi Sanzenin (Hayate the Combat Butler)

Anchor Model: Ranma Saotome (Ranma 1/2)

Please note that models are just characters that I base mine off of. While most of the traits are similar, you might see disparities due to things changing or me not realizing it.

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-o-o-o-Glossary of Terms-o-o-o-

AOE (Area of Effect) - Large area spell, hits more than one target.
MP (Mana/Magic Points) – The amount of magic needed to cast a spell.

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Acknowledgements:

Thanks to anthony for offering an alternate interpretation of what Ranma was doing during the sailor scout battle. I've improved it somewhat to correct this misinterpretation.

Referring to the sailor scouts as 'cheerleaders'? I think I got it from one of Innortal's stories, A New Home. As far as I know, it's not something I would come up with.