Disclaimer: I don't own Nintendo, Sega or Ranma. You know who do.
Also, this takes place around Ranma book two-three-ish.

Ranma, Pit. Pit, Ranma.

The D.E.A.D. council waited in silence for Bowser to speak. Everyone was on the edge of their seats.

Bowser let this moment linger a bit longer. He loved it when everyone did this. It reminded him of back home with the Koopas and Goombas.

He started to speak. "Fellow members of D.E.A.D.," He let his voice echo a bit for suspense, "You are probably wondering why I have called this meeting to order".

"Darn right we are, you turtle!" Nervous laughter bubbled through the audience.

Bowser sighed. The only advantage to speaking to the Koopas, he thought, is they don't do that.

He continued. "Well, the reason is because I have concocted the greatest idea yet!"

"Oh, no you don't! Your last idea got us working for Tabuu, and we all know how that worked out!"

Everyone shivered from the memory of the Tabuu attack.

"Shut up!" Bowser now. "He was using Master Hand, so I didn't see him, okay?!"

"What? You could totally see him! But I guess since you're blind from age, I could let it pass this once…"

"Who's blind?"

"And deaf. And senile. And gushy over Princess Peach."

"Deaf, senile…WHAT? COME OVER HERE AND SAY THAT, PUNK!"

"Oh, so now Moldy Oldie is gonna get rough. What are you going to do, bite me with your dentu…"

In a couple seconds, there was a trophy where the annoyance had once sat.

Bowser continued like nothing had happened. "Before you I hold…The Dead Matter Converter!" In his hands he held what looked like a microchip with a gooey-looking end.

The audience murmured. "Dead matter converter?' a voice was heard saying, "isn't that for more…you know, M, R rated games? If so, it's way out of my league."

Bowser groaned. "No, (you idiots) D.E.A.D. matter converter! I just didn't want to say all the letters!"

Once the room had quieted down, he spoke again. "My plan is (he cocked his head toward the trophy in case anyone else felt like blurting out) to use a very simple, very stupid race to destroy the heroes…HUMANS!

But before you say 'humans live on Earth, and we're in Pixel Space, so how can we get to them, yammer, yammer, yammer, THAT'S where the Dead Matter Converter comes in! You see, simply attach it to a surface with the gooey end (he stuck it to the wall to demonstrate), and then you…"

But whatever Bowser was saying was drowned out by the sound of shattering glass, the beating of wings and the firing of arrows.

Pit soared into the meeting room and dived toward the podium where Bowser was, firing arrows at everyone to pin them down to the ground.

Bowser was fuming. "WHAT? I thought I told the Hammer Bros to shoot down any hero they saw!"

Pit grinned. "They're tied up at the moment."

Two tied and gagged Hammer Bros then waddled into the meeting room, took one look at the damage, then waddled back out.

The hero pulled back his bowstring. "It's over, Bowser!" He fired.

But the Koopa dodged the arrow, causing it to fly into the Matter Converter, shattering it.

And before Pit could pull back his string…he vanished. No flash of light, no sound, just…vanished!

Bowser got up, brushed himself off, and turned to the pinned and bewildered audience. "As you see, if broken, the Converter creates a wormhole to Earth. But since that was my only one…meeting postponed!"


"AAAAUUUGGGHHH!!!!"

Pit could feel his feathers singe in the atmosphere. He tried to maintain altitude, but it was if his brain and his wings were disconnected at the time.

Below he saw a city. Not wanting to destroy anything or anyone, he doubled his efforts to gain control.

But just as he did, he landed on some nearby power lines.

He could feel as the electricity coursed through his entire body. Lights all around him flickered on and off. And then, something in his left wing went SNAP, and all went black.

The next morning…

"You take that back, Ranma!" Akane followed in close pursuit of the pigtailed boy.

Running backwards, Ranma stuck his tongue out at her.

Now Akane was at her boiling point. "Why you…who do you think I am?"

"Exactly what I said earlier, an un-cute tomboy who can't cook!"

Akane took hundreds of wild swings with her mallet with no avail, Ranma expertly ducked and jumped over every swing…

Until he tripped over something soft and heavy.

The sharp kick to the side was enough to wake Pit up. He opened his eyes to see a girl hit a boy with a mallet, making him fly into a lake, and after a moment, to see a girl emerge from the water.

Pit sat straight up, staring goggle-eyed at the girl. He blinked, squinted and rubbed his eyes 'till they stung, but the girl stayed just the same.

His wing burned with pain, causing him to whimper ever so slightly.

Akane heard the whimper of pain and turned around, and then it was her turn to be goggle-eyed. A teenager in a tunic, with wings on his shoulders and a wreath of golden leaves around his head…well, it has the potential to…unnerve people.

Ranma walked up to the group. "Jeez, what were you doing in the middle of the road? Were you drunk or…"

Well, it certainly was an odd sight. A boy with angel wings looking at a redheaded girl, while being stared at by a girl with a mallet, while the redhead just kept talking, completely oblivious to the oddity of the boy.

It wasn't until she stopped talking that Ranma had a good look at Pit and said "Holy crap. Are those…wings?!"

Pit's mind was racing. Girl is a boy. Is that a mallet? Did she hit him…her? Him or her? Oh, my brain…

Pit panicked. In a blizzard of feathers, he stood up, jumped, and flew a good 10 feet before crashing.

The other two rushed over to him. Pulling him up, Ranma asked, "Are you okay?"

Pit opened his mouth, looked at her, and fell unconscious again.

Three hours later, Pit woke up. He was in a house, lying down on a makeshift mattress of three sheets with a boulder to support his head.

He looked around, but saw no one. No redheaded girl or mallet girl.

After a while, he sat up and looked at his left wing. It lay limply on the ground. Upon closer inspection, Pit noticed a long raw burn running along it.

In retrospect, he wasn't even in a house before he fell unconscious, so was it a dream? Unless they dragged him here…

He looked at his sandal's heels. There was a thick layer of dirt on them. No, unfortunately, it wasn't a dream. That's when he heard voices down the hall…

"So what do we do with him?" Akane asked at the miniature family meeting. Genma and Soun were out that day, so it only comprised of the Tendo girls and Ranma.

Kasumi spoke up. "I think it's dangerous that you brought him home. What if he's a drunk from a costume party? That would explain the wings…"

Ranma shook his (he had a hot water bath when he got home) head no. "Those are real wings. Akane and I saw him fly.

"Then perhaps you're drunk, then." Nabiki said. Her back was turned from the other two and was making something jingle.

"What do you have, Nabiki?" Akane asked.

In the other room, Pit dug in his pockets. Funny, the two golden bracelets that controlled his arrows were missing.

The screams of "YOU PICKPOCKET!" could be heard for miles.

Pit immediately put two and two together and rushed for the room. He didn't care who it was. Someone had stolen from a hero, and he was gonna make them pay.

The next thing happened very fast, so I'll describe it as well as I can. After Akane screamed, Pit rushed into the room. Seeing his rings, he held his right hand out. The rings shot from Nabiki's hands right to his own, and then he was out before anyone could react.

Akane looked at Kasumi. "Now, could a drunk do that?"