Ranma SI: Prologue Ranma SI

A Ranma/SM X-over

It is said by some that there is not only one dimension, but also many dimensions on multiple planes of existence. Every one of these dimensions, every plane of existence is unique in its own. For example, in one dimension, a small redhead has the power to throw fireballs and eat large quantities of food at a time. In another, a young man has at least six beautiful alien women living with him. And in yet another, there is a young android girl who rides bicycles at high speeds, and has the brain of a cat. But, there is one dimension that stands out over all of these. A dimension full of shrunken old people, shape-shifting curses, angry mallet-wielding tomboys, and one part-ox-part-crane-part-eel-part-octopus-part-yeti.

Yes, this is the dimension of one Ranma Saotome.

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Ranma was having a good day, or at least to his standards. He had only gotten splashed once today, Shampoo had dozens of orders to deliver at the Nekohaten, Ryoga was... somewhere, and Akane had only gotten mad at him once today, and he hadn't even gotten malleted for it. He was now walking home from school, Akane having stayed behind for a cooking class. Ranma suppressed a shutter. Whenever Akane had a cooking class, Ranma was always the first to taste what she brought home. But he wouldn't have to deal with that for another hour at the most. But for now he was just wandering down the sidewalk back to the dojo and wondering why today he seemed to have more luck than normal. "Ahhh, today's been a really great day." Ranma said as he stretched his arms out.

That did him in.

Suddenly, from up ahead, Ranma could make out a small figure bounding down the street, yelling "What a haul! What a haul!" with a mob of angry young women trailing quite a ways behind. Ranma sighed. *I suppose there's no such thing as good luck anymore.* He thought as he ran forward to intercept the small pervert.

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Happosai was having a very good day. He would have to mark this as his best panty raid (or as he preferred, 'liberation of his silky darlings') in over twenty-five years. He had been so successful that his bag was overflowing, and he was now holding some in his gi, and was even swinging a pair over his head. But the best part about this particular day was that his little ingrate of a student, Ranma, hadn't been around all day to interfere with all of his plans. He turned the corner, and by pure Nermian fate, there was Ranma. As soon as he spotted him, Ranma dropped into a fighting stance. "Ranma! I was just thinking about you, m'boy. How's about you try on one of these?" Happosai asked, holding up a particularly lacy bra.

"That's it, old man, you're going down!" Ranma yelled, jumping at Happosai with a flying kick, which ended up with Happosai snagging Ranma's leg with his pipe and throwing him down the street. Ranma jumped up again, and rushed in with another series of kicks and punches. Happosai dodged all of these, but it's hard to maneuver with a huge sack of women's undergarments strapped to your back, and a single pair of panties fell out and floated to the ground.

"Panties!" Happosai yelled, diving at the single pair, not even knowing it fell out of his bag.

Ranma saw his opening. Ranma cupped his hands, and let confidence come into him. In no time, the golden ball of chi was in his hands, and Ranma let fly. "Moko Takabishi!"

Happosai noticed the streaking golden blast and attempted to dodge. He was partially successful. He was successful in that the blast of chi did not hit him, and he was unsuccessful in that it tore through the bag on his back, destroying everything inside.

Happosai sat there for a second, stunned. He picked up a bra that had been burnt, and then clutched it tight in his fist. "Ranma..." he began, a dark red aura of pure anger springing to life around him as he spoke. "DIE!!!" he roared, leaping at Ranma.

Ranma only smirked, though. When Happosai was mad, his punches did hurt more, but he also tended to make more mistakes. A punch here, got through here, a kick got through there. He was winning now. Of course, this only seemed to make him angrier, and he was now attacking all out, rage clouding his vision. Happosai didn't seem to notice that Ranma was now giving off a cold aura, nor did he notice that Ranma was leading him into a spiral. When they reached the center, Ranma threw up his fist in an uppercut and yelled, "Hiryuu Shouten Ha!"

Happosai screamed in pain as the tornado raged around him, tearing up parts of his gi and also tearing up al the extra bras and panties he had kept in there. It finally spewed him out, and he impacted, making a small crater where he had landed.

Ranma grinned, happy that he had beat the old freak, and walked by, only stopping to say, "Thanks for the workout, gramps!" as he continued by, humming a small tune to himself.

Happosai attempted to get up, but then suddenly noticed that there were a lot of angry young women standing over him. His last thoughts before succumbing to unconsciousness because of the severe thrashing he was receiving were simply, *Ranma will pay. He will pay dearly.*

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Ranma was now feeling better than ever. He had beat Happosai! He had beaten him, fair and square, and now the pervert might not even be back for a day or two if his luck kept up. He walked inside, hoping to pick up a snack from the fridge, when he noticed something that made his blood run cold. Akane's shoes were already at the door.

But, that didn't make sense! Akane wasn't supposed to be back until at least 4:30! He looked up at a clock hanging on the wall. It read 5:00. *That battle with Happosai must have taken a bit longer than I thought.* Ranma thought. *Now don't panic. Just find a way out and you'll be safe.*

He was just about to leave when he heard a voice from around the corner. "I'm going out to find Ranma, dad! Probably out cuddling with Shampoo or smooching with Ukyo, the pervert." Akane walked around the corner and spotted Ranma standing there. "So there you are! Where have you been? Kasumi already fixed dinner a while ago, so..." She suddenly produced a large platter full of... something from behind her back and showed it to Ranma. "You can have some of the food I made in cooking class!"

Akane pulled Ranma to the table and sat him down, and he noticed how quickly everyone else seemed to not be present at this time. "Well, Akane, normally I would, but I had a big lunch at school, and I'm just not..." His stomach chose that time to growl.

Akane frowned. "Now look, Ranma, I spent a whole hour trying to make this sukiyaki for you, and you're gonna eat it if I've gotta cram it all down your throat!"

Ranma gulped. It sure didn't look like sukiyaki to him. He picked up his chopsticks, and then picked up a chunk of it, and then ate it.

Ranma felt nothing for a minute, and then he doubled over with the pain that seemed to explode in his stomach. He remained conscious long enough to hear, "Ranma no Baka!", and then all went black.

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Happosai was in his room, looking through all of the junk that he had accumulated over the years. He continued rummaging until he finally found what he was looking for.

He held the scroll out in front of him, smiling as he read over the ancient text. "Perfect." Happosai said, chuckling a bit. "Ranma, you're going to wish you had never messed with me today."

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Ranma awoke about an hour later, still in the same position on the floor. Ranma sat up, his stomach still hurting a bit after that stuff Akane had tried to feed him.

Ranma looked over, and noticed that Akane was leaning towards the TV, very engrossed in what was on. "Hey, Akane, watcha watching?" He asked as he walked over.

Akane's response was a fist in the face. "How dare you try to talk to me after that stunt you pulled over there, Ranma."

He sat up, grumbling, and looked over Akane's shoulder, and saw the intro to a show, which included five teenage girls in miniskirts and a guy in a tuxedo and a top hat. "Oh, that's that one stupid girly show with those girls who beat up the youma each day and save the world. Sailor... Sailor Moon I think it's called. How stupid is that."

"Excuse me, Ranma? For your information, I happen to like this show, so shut up!" Akane said she kicked Ranma into the wall on the opposite side of the room, and sat down again to watch.

Ranma pulled his head out of the wall and glared angrily back. "Oh yeah? Well I just happen to think..." Ranma was cut short as a small, cackling blur jumped across the room, finally landing on the table in the middle of the room.

"Ranma! Now you will pay for all that you have done to me!" Happosai exclaimed, still looking a bit worse for the wear after their fight, and then pulled out a scroll that looked very old, judging by the look of its paper, which was a bright yellow. Happosai than started to go into a slow chant, moving one hand in intricate motions, and then finally finishing the spell, jabbing a single withered finger at Ranma as he pronounced the last ancient word, the scroll suddenly catching fire when he was done, and completely disappearing in a puff of black smoke.

Everyone was very still for a minute. The only sounds were those from the TV. Then, Ranma spoke up.

"That was it? Must have been a dud or something, old man." He said, smirking.

Suddenly, the TV fizzled one, then twice, and then a green beam shot out of it, striking him in the chest. Before he could say a word, he disappeared in a flash of green light.

Akane suddenly leapt up, and ran to the T.V. "What happened to him?" She asked Happosai, who looked equally stunned.

"I don't know. I thought the spell was going to summon a monster to attack him, or something. How depressing." He said, then hopped out of the room again.

Akane turned back to the T.V., but it only showed static.

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Ranma felt like he was falling. All around him were strange colored lights, and then suddenly, all the colors went away, and he found himself about six stories above the ground, and falling fast. He managed to tuck into a roll, and avoided serious injury. He dusted himself off, and then looked around at his surroundings. He looked to be in a normal park, with some passersby staring curiously at him, mainly because he had just fallen six stories and not gotten hurt.

"Where am I?" Ranma asked himself, "And what did that spell do?" He noticed a man wandering past, and walked up to him. "Excuse me, am I in Tokyo??" Ranma asked, feeling more than a bit stupid.

The man looked him over once, and then simply replied, "Yeah." Before continuing on his way.

*Ah, that must've just been one of those spells that transports you places.* Ranma thought. *I guess I'll just catch a train back to town, then.*

Ranma walked away, not knowing how wrong he was.

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At the Cherry Hill Temple, Luna suddenly sat up. *I thought I just felt a disturbance.* She got up and hopped up to the window, where Artemis was already sitting.

"You felt it too?" He asked as Luna sat down.

"Yes, never felt anything like that before."

They were silent, and then, "Do you think it could be an enemy, Luna?"

"I don't know, but let's not tell the girls yet. They just got over the whole Nehelenia deal, and I don't want to bother them if it's nothing serious."

"All right then." Artemis agreed as he hopped down. "But if it happens again, we check it out."

"Agreed."

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Meanwhile, at the gates of time, Setsuna was looking at the young boy making his way across town. Why was he emitting so much power? Why was he also emitting so much chaos? Why couldn't she see into the young man's future?

Setsuna turned away from it and frowned. Something about him being here just seemed wrong, almost like he wasn't supposed to be here. He just seemed to appear out of thin air. She turned back to the portal again, watching him stop at a crosswalk, ask a passerby for directions, then continue on.

"I suppose that this one will need a little looking into." She said, taking one last lingering look at Ranma, then walked off.

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Author's notes: Prologue, done! Yes!!!!! But anyway, yes, this is my first fanfic ever on my own, and I think it's good so far. I would like to give most of the credit to Nighthawk, a.k.a. Tomas, who gave me the idea for this story in general. In Ranma, this story takes place sometime after the battle with Herb. And as for Sailor Moon, it takes place in Stars after they defeat Nehelenia.

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