AN: Note to self. Stop coming up with new ideas! Well this idea hit me after reading a fic search for a very old fic or something on the Temple of Ranma's Senshi Seifuku. They hadn't found it yet but it gave me an idea. The search was for Ranma as a reincarnation of Setsuna, and I thought 'Hmm, how interesting. I want to read that!' unfortunately the idea for my own version of the idea wouldn't leave me alone, so I came up with one while half awake in my bed the next morning. As those times of ideas usually turn out to be my best ones, I consented with my overactive muse to start on it. Damn me.
Summery: What if Sailor Pluto was mortally wounded in the fall of the Moon Kingdom and had died? What would have happened? How would things change?
TIME AND TIME AGAIN
CHAPTER ONE
TIME ENOUGH TO DIE, TIME ENOUGH TO LIVE
Phoenix Mountain: the present
It was looking bad for one Ranma Saotome. He was spent. He knew that he had given it his all, and that it hadn't been enough. Maybe, that's just maybe he could have won against the Phoenix Lord if he had gone all out in the beginning instead of treating this like a just another normal fight to start off with. Maybe if he had realized from the start that this was a fight that could only have one survivor things would have been different and he could have saved Akane and the others. But instead he had been cocky an overconfident as usual. And now everyone would die after he got hit with this attack that he was too spent to block.
'Huh, figures that I'd end up dieing in my cursed form.' Ranma thought as the ball of fire streaked towards the, at the moment, female Ranma 'My troubles started in this form, and now they end in it. Hope you liked the joke on me all you watching Kamis. I look forward to getting to show all of you my displeasure.' Ranma thought darkly as the gigantic ball of fire came ever closer.
Then a bright white light took over Ranma's vision and she thought this was the end of her life.
Castle Charron on Pluto: twenty five thousand and some change years ago
The bright white light dimmed and Ranma could see again. Though what she saw confused her. She was in what looked to be the ruins of a castle's throne room with a dieing woman on its throne.
"Where am I, hell?" Ranma asked fearfully.
The dieing woman laughed. "Not far off. This is Castle Charron on Pluto, over twenty five thousand years in your past."
"What!?!" Ranma asked shocked. "What, how?"
"I don't have much time Ranma, for my life is slipping away quickly. I need to tell you something and then I have an offer for you. You are my reincarnation. Be quiet and just listen Ranma." The woman said seeing Ranma about to speak. Ranma stayed quiet. "I am Sailor Pluto and the Senshi of Time. I have a limited control of time, which was how I was able to bring you here. I am responsible for guarding and watching over the very force of time it's self. If it is left unguarded countless horrible things will happen as a result. You, as my reincarnation, are the only one capable of taking over for me. But it must be by your choice." She stopped to cough up some dark blood. Ranma was there and holding her in a flash.
"I have enough power left for me to do one of two things Ranma. One is to send you back to where you came from at the moment that I took you. You will most probably die, yet that is not certain. The other is to send you to the Gates of Time which are in a sub dimension attached to this one that only I can reach. If I do that, you will be trapped there until you have mastered your powers as the new Senshi of Time well enough to leave it. It could be years." The woman said coughing up yet more even darker blood.
"I have moments left Ranma. You must decide now and quickly, for I will have to send you back to where you came from if you don't decide before I expire." She said looking at Ranma with blood that looked to be black trickling down her mouth.
Ranma was in a dilemma. She just didn't have enough information to make an informed choice, and did not have the time to get it. She just knew to things. One, if she went back to where she had been taken from, she'd die, followed by every one else there. Two, bad things would happen if she did not accept this offer. So Ranma, to her limited knowledge, had no choice. If she and her friends were to live, and other horrible, by this woman's words, things were not to happen, she had to accept.
"I'll do it." Ranma told the dieing woman.
"You know not the responsibility which you have taken on, but learn it you shall." The dieing woman said cryptically. "Good bye Ranma. I think you will find your instructor quite interesting." And with another white flash, Ranma was gone.
As Sailor Pluto died that day on her throne, she smiled, for she just had the clearest vision of the future she had ever seen. Two in fact. One was what would have happened if she had not died this day. And while that future had been bright, it was like a candle comparing it's self to a star that was the future Ranma would help the reincarnations of the children of the other Senshi bring in. Sailor Pluto died happily in the knowledge that the future was a great one and that time it's self was being guarded by the best and last guardian there would ever be.
And then she vanished herself, being thrust forward in time by the remnants of Queen Serenity's spell which had already thrust the children of the Senshi to the future where they would become the Senshi of that time. As she had no child, she was the only choice for the spell, and so she too went forward. But the spell being weaker now, and having been designed for the children of the Senshi and not the Senshi them selves, something went slightly wrong. Pluto ended up being born a few years ahead of everyone else and wound up in a male reincarnation named Ranma Saotome instead of a female one like she was supposed too. But then again, some mistakes are for the best.
The Gates of Time: time does not flow here: time is here
Ranma blinked and saw she was now in a dark void and in front of a large circular stone hoop with something black in it. Turning around she saw what looked to be a slightly older by a few years version of her cursed form in a rather short Fuku and looking rather amused.
"Are you me?" Ranma asked.
"Yes." Ranma two answered with a smirk.
"My cursed form doesn't get any taller?" Ranma asked.
"Nope." Ranma two answered looking slightly annoyed at that.
"And that Fuku…" Ranma started.
"Is the uniform you have to wear while going about the duties of the Senshi of Time, yes. Sucks big time in my opinion." Ranma two told Ranma while looking at the outfit and using a hand to hold and examine its very short skirt.
"If the old leach ever sees me in that, I'll never get rid of him." Ranma told Ranma two.
"Well you did get quite creative on his ass once he found you like this, but you're right, he just kept coming back for more, no matter what you did to him." Ranma two said shaking her head.
"And the Curse?" Ranma as fearfully.
"Is not locked thank god." Ranma two said.
"Shawoo." Ranma breathed in relief.
"But your views on the curse eventually do change Ranma." Ranma two said.
"What do you mean?" Ranma asked in fear again.
"Well, since you need to be in your cursed form to actually do your job as the guardian of time and the fact that this place only allows two things in it, the Time Gates themselves and a version of Sailor Pluto, and you have to be a female to get here and be one to operate the Time Gate here that you came here to see and then be one to actually leave here, you thus have to spend a lot of time as one. I mean you have spent years here. And with nothing other then yourself or a version of you allowed here, you spend quite the amount of time as a female." Ranma two explained to Ranma.
"I can't bring anything with me like hot water?" Ranma asked.
"Nope. Besides one of the things I have to teach you is how to control the curse." Ranma two said.
"Then that also means no food?" Ranma asked going wide eyed at the thought of that.
"Yeah." Ranma two said frowning.
"I'll die!" Ranma screamed.
"Nah. Time doesn't flow here, so you can't starve here. Although once you had to spend about a hundred and fifty years in here researching something. You still weren't done by that time, but you couldn't concentrate due to everything reminding you of fried chicken" Ranma two chuckled. "So you took a break. And that's how Kentucky Fried Chicken was born." Ranma two laughed.
"You started that?" Ranma asked.
"Nah, you just gave the secret original recipe to the guy who did, and was his taste tester on his first few tries. Then you left and came here for more research. Good chicken though." Ranma two said looking far off.
"Well enough is enough. We have to start getting you trained. Should only take a decade or so." Ranma two told Ranma who gulped, wondering what the hell she had gotten herself into now.
Phoenix Mountain: the present: again
In truth it had taken eleven years three months twenty seven days five hours thirty two minutes and twelve seconds for Ranma to be able to reinsert her self at the moment of her departure.
Ranma had learned a lot from her future self. And not all of it was how to control the powers of the Senshi of Time. They took breaks to spar, where the Ranma of the future definitely had the upper hand. Oh Ranma made her future self work for it, but she never beat her future self. Not surprising really. And then her future self taught her new moves.
Ranma's future self also taught Ranma how to control the curse. A very useful thing. And Ranma's future self put Ranma on the road of acceptance of the curse as well. They also took breaks to teach Ranma academically and the true facts of life combined with the beginnings of some slight common sense.
Ranma was now ready academically to enter collage. And had a plan to do so with her poor grades. She'd just take an equivalency test upon returning to Nerima, claiming the poor environment and prejudice of Furinkan Koukou did not reflect her true abilities.
Then she planed to go into Phys Ed to not only get a license to own and teach in a dojo, she would become a girl's gym teacher as well at Juban high. Her female form would be needed there, but at her own dojo she could use either form as needed.
But first she needed to beat this idiot that jokingly called it's self a God. Calling on the cold of the magical staff she was holding, she through a modified Hiryu Shoten Ha at Saffron, ending the threat. Then she played out the part of a person she no longer truly was.
Juban High: Four years latter.
Here she was. Four years ago she managed to get out of Nerima and end every engagement her father made for her honorably. And she got the Amazon's off her back as well with some veiled threats and a few deals. Four years ago she got herself legally listed as being both male and female as she could be either as she chose to be. Four years ago she entered collage as some one who could be either a man or a woman and used that ability to the best effect she could. Two years ago she had opened her own dojo. Now she stood outside Juban high as the new Girls Gym Teacher.
Ranma had gotten used to the curse. While she still preferred being male, her duty made it so she spent a fair amount of real time as a female. And let's not even go into the abstract time she spends as one. Thus when she's male, she truly enjoys it to the best of her ability, for she still prefers her male form.
Squaring her shoulders she went into the campus and set out to find the gym. For soon a Usagi Taskino would become Sailor Moon. And then gather four more of the past Senshi's children to become the new Senshi of their planets. A week after the five girls all get together as a team is when Ranma had decided to introduce her self to them. for until then the threats would not be that great. But it was then that they would need training that only she could provide for the future to stay bright.
Ranma wasn't truly worried about these girls though. It was the other Senshi that would appear later that truly worried her. How to stop what shouldn't happen yet let what must happen, happen? She decided to stop worrying for now about that and start worrying on how she was going to teach a bunch of girls who most likely do not want to learn this stuff self defense. For that was her major curriculum was to be, self defense classes for teenage girls. Ranma shivered at the thought as she entered the Gym at seven in the morning to set up.
AN: So Ranma's not locked, prefers the male side, yet for many reasons has to be female a fair amount. A change of pace for me, no? Well see you again some time. Oh and for those of you following multiple stories of mine, check out my author's page, where I have split my fics into four categories, high priority mid priority, low priority and on hold. And as you can guess, the higher a category it is in, the more likely a fic will be updated.