Detective Conan and the chaotic life of a martial artist
HxC: Hey everyone sorry about not writing anything for a while. Anyway this is my first Detective Conan/ Ranma 1/2 story so hopefully I did well enough on the prologue. I am also warning you ahead of time that I have not watched the entire Ranma series so some of the things I'm going to put in the story may be outdated but hey whatever works right? And finally, I'm also still catching up on the Detective Conan series, I've reached episode 638 I think, and some of the things there might be a little off as well so please go easy on me a little it's not like I'm an expert writer or anything. Also keep in mind that just because you know something that does not mean that everyone else does, god knows I sometimes forget that as well. Anyway I'm done rambling time for the disclaimer. Oh Scully~
SxC: *sigh* HxC does not own Detective Conan or Ranma 1/2 they belong to their respective owners and it will stay that way for the rest of eternity! HxC does however own the plot of the story if there is one.
HxC: There is one I just haven't written it out yet.
SxC: in other words you'll get to it when you get to it
HxC: yep
Prologue:
Kudo, Shinichi (A K A the modern Sherlock Holmes, A K A the detective of the east, A K A Edogawa, Conan) was always confident in his knowledge of what was possible and not possible. His knowledge had always surprised the police force and as a result, they had come to him on more than one occasion to ask him for help on any case that had stumped them.
He would admit that sometimes his knowledge of what was and was not possible can be wrong and then updated that knowledge so that he would not make the same mistake twice. For example: before Edogawa, Conan he did not think that it was possible for anyone to be shrunk down into the body of a seven year old. Yet here he is currently going to elementary school for the second time in his life.
Other than that, there's no doubt about what he knew to be possible and impossible... Until he met his cousin Saotome, Ranma who took his knowledge, put it in a blender, diced it up, and incinerated it for good measure. The only piece of knowledge that would survive this encounter is the assurance that there is only one truth... Kami-sama knows how he needs that anchor to not go insane trying to figure out the enigma that is his cousin Ranma.
