Note: from here out to avoid confusion(at least for the next couple of chapters) I'm going to give all the Ranmas different acronyms before their names to signify which one is which.
D-Ranma: Dragon's Bond
S-Ranma: Saotome Blade
P-Ranma: Astral Minds (P Stands for Psychic)
A-Ranma: Adamantium Rage (A stands for Adamantium)
Agent R: Male Agent ranma
Agent Red: Female Agent Ranma
Awexsome Cross 6/12ths
Chapter 002
Where To First?
In what looked to be a simple but relatively decent sized house six small blue and orange portals opened up in the ceiling. Immediately after appearing six people dropped out of them and landed elegantly on their feet. immediately after doing so they all took in their surroundings. a plain looking house, and five other people, five other people that bore a striking resemblance to themselves.
S-Ranma unsheathed his sword and took a step back to distance himself. "Who are you people?" He demanded. Cautious of the current situation thinking that it might be some kind of trick made up by Toru. "What's going on here?"
"Put the sword away." P-Ranma said to the hostile trenchcoat clad Ranma. "None of us mean you or anyone else any harm."
Just then the white haired girl in the fantasy apparel spoke up. "Hey!" She yelled. "Someone want to explain to me exactly why everyone here looks exactly like me! What kinda magic is this?" D-Ranma then got into a very subtle ready stance, just in case..
A-Ranma took out his claws and glared at the other ocupants. "You're all from Sadowlaw aren't you? Just like Vega! What are you clones!"
Agent R held his wrist communicator up to his mouth and pressed the one way button to Zed. "Zed you there? We've got some sort of situation here. Might be shapeshifters, but they all look like either Me or Agent Red."
P-Ranma tried to put a hand on Agent R's shoulder but he quickly stepped back and pulled out his pistol, and pointed it at him. "Don't even think about it imposter."
Agent Red aimed her own oversized gun at the Psychic Ranma. "Step back and put your hands on your head." She then swung the gun around at all the other Ranmas. "All of you! Until we hear back from MIB headquarters you're all under arest!"
"You can't tell me what to do!" S-Ranma stated as he took a step forward.
Red cocked her gun and it hummed menacingly as it charged up. "Don't tempt me!"
"Will everyone shut up!" P-Ranma yelled. He then pointed at S-Ranma and the others. "They're not aliens. They're you! I'm you too! Whereever we are, we're all Ranma Saotome and fighting each other won't solve anything!"
S-Ranma sniffed in disdain. "Last time I checked. I wasn't a chick." He said, slapping D-Ranma's tits with the flat side of his sword.
D-Ranma fumed at the disrespect by the other Ranma. "Hey! just who the hell do you think you are!"
S-Ranma stepped closer and got right up in the white haired Ranma-chan's face. "I know what I'm not and that's, a woman."
D-Ranma decided that enough was enough from this jerk and threw a punch at him. S-Ranma blocked and started to attack as well. The two Ranmas started fighting full force. D-Ranma jumped back and growled. "That's it!" She then jumped at S-Ranma intending to go all out.
S-Ranma jumped forward as well planning on meeting her in mid air and showing her what the Saotome School's specialty was all about.
Just then the two of them stopped mid flight and were held suspended in mid air. "Okay Ranmas, cut it out!" P-Ranma said. "This is going to get us no-where."
"Whatever, I have a family to get back to." A-Ranma said as he brought his Adamantium claws back inside his arms and started walking away. "Have fun getting aquainted."
"Where do you think you're going!" Agent R demanded as he aimed his weapon at A-Ranma. "Didn't you hear what my partner said? You're all under arrest until we get orders from MIB headquarters.
P-Ranma turned around to glare at the Agents. "And didn't you hear what I said? They're not aliens! They're all Ranma Saotome!"
"What are you psychic?" S-Ranma demanded, form his spot in mid air where he was being held.
"Yeah. I am psychic." P-Ranma said. "Now how about we settle down and talk like civilised human beings."All the Ranmas gave wary glances at one another. Save for D-Ranma who opted for glaring at S-Ranma.
"Obviously we're all here for a reason." P-Ranma said. "So lets try and figure out what that reason is." He then started to slowly let D-Ranma and S-Ranma down. R-ranma gave a few more seconds of contemplation before nodding and putting his gun away insde his suit jacket.
He then walked over to a nearby wall where he had noticed a stack of folding chairs and brought them to the center of the room for everyone.
Each of the Ranma's too a chair unfolded it and sat down.
S-Ranma sheathed his blad and grabbed a chair and sat himself as far away from D-Ranma as possible, muttering insults about her under his breath.
As soon as they were all seated someone clapping sounded out in the archway between the room the Ranmas were in and the kitchen right beside it. "I'm impressed." came a voice as a short man walked into the room with the Ranmas. All the Ranmas stood up out of their chairs and got into ready stances at the sight of the man. "I honestly didn't think that you would all take this so calmly. I had fifty bucks that said you'd all get into a massive brawl before anything even remotely productive happened."
The man was about 5 feet tall, slightly portly, and looked an awful lot like Alfred hitchcock, save for the fact that he had a bowl cap and big black mutton chops for facial hair. "Who are you?" P-Ranma demanded.
"Well I would think that you would know Ranma." The portly man said. "After all you're psychic aren't you?"
P-Ranma gritted his teeth as he tried his damndest to read the mans mind but he couldn't no matter what he tried. The other Ranmas looked at P-Ranma expectantly but he shook his head after a moment. "I can't read his mind. He must have some kind of mental block." He said.
"Who the hell are you!" S-Ranma demanded.
"Me?" The portly little man asked. "Oh I'm nobody of concern, just a humble little man with a humble little agenda."
"Well get on with it!" A-Ranma demanded. "I don't have all day and I'd kinda like to get back to my family."
The portly man chuckled and sat down on a single man couch as it materialized out of thin air for him. He then reached behind his back and pulled out a full, steaming hot cup of tea. "Au contraire my adamantium laced, memory wiped, mutant, street fighting friend. You have all the time in the world."
"What's that supposed to mean?" A-Ranma asked.
"What that means is that time, at least here in this house, is irrelevant. You litterally have all the time in the world. And I have been..."
"JUST TELL US WHY WE'RE HERE YOU LITTLE FAT PIECE OF GNOLL SHIT!" D-Ranma screamed as she grabbed her chair and violently bent it in her anger.
"Well I haven't even introduced myself. Patience young lady." The portly Hitchcockian man said, seeming to be offended by the outburst.
"So." S-Ranma started. "Tell us already. Who are you?" he asked while putting his sword away again and sitting down in his chair with his arms crossed.
The portly litle man smiled and stood up, his tea disappeared and he bowed slightly. "It am the caretaker of the Multiverse, but most know me as Wesley."
"Well now that that's out of the way, would you mind telling us why we're here, where here is, and how we can get back to our lives?" Agent R asked.
"Yeah." Agent Red seconded. "We kind of have to get back to protecting earth from the scum of the universe. If you don't mind."
The portly man chuckled shook his head and sat down. "Not at all. After all it's your destiny to do just that. However I can't let you go just yet my friends. I need the six of you to do me a litle favour first."
D-Ranma sighed and rolled her eyes. "And what evactly is this 'favour' you want us to do for you?" She asked annoyed at the mans audacity.
"Oh you know, pretty standard stuff." Wesley said. "Save the multiverse by It's no big deal."
All the Ranmas just stared at the Caretaker of the multiverse with unammused looks. "Save the multiverse." P-Ranma said. "Correct me if I'm wrong but wouldn't that be your job, being the caretaker of the multiverse and all?"
The caretaker chuckled. "Of course it is, and that's just what I'm doing by getting you all to do it."
"You lost me." A-Ranma said. "You want to start from the beginning or something?"
"Oh well since you asked so nicely I'd be delighted to do so." Wesley said. The lights in the room suddenly dimmed and Wesley started to glow. He then motioned to his left and an image of a glowing bearded man stood beside him.
"In the beginning there was god. God made the universes, galaxies, life, and then eventually the multiverse. Eventually god had too much for one being to manage by itself, so it created the angels, and many humans who would die would become angels based on certain qualities that they possessed. As with all things in life there must be balance, that's where the devil comes in." Wesley motioned to his right and beside him an image of The devil appeared.
Wesley continued. "The Devil was in charge of corruption and evil, and he too was an essential part of the multiverses workings. The devil, much like God needed help managing the infinite numbers of realities, and thus created Demons. The demons did the devils work just as the angels did gods."
Wesley then replaced the images of God and The Devil with two generic looking people. "But like all things, even gods could die and they id by the hands of two men, who had ammassed so much power that they overthrew God and the Devil and took their places. God and the Devil, the new ones, were not like the original creators of all. The devil was not entirely evil, and God was not entirely good, and the Angels and Demons that ran the majority of the multiverse revolted because they were all good and all evil, so they began to mess with the realities as they saw fit, and now many realities have been throw off of their original paths."
"God and the Devil do not want to change themselves to their subordinates whims, so they have devised a plan to fix the multiverses and get them back on track, without the angels or devils notice, the only way to do that is with mortals, such as yourselves."
The images of God and the Devil faded and the room brightened up again. Wesley smiled and looked around at the six Ranmas in front of him. "So. Are you all ready to hit the road and start fixing the universal plumbing?"
"No." A-Ranma said, standing up out of his chair. "This is stupid. I need to get back to my family, Screw this, screw you, I'm going home." A-Ranma then walked past the portly caretaker of the multiverse and out the front door of the afterwards a door right behind P-Ranma opened up and A-Ranma stepped into the room.
"What the..." A-Ranma looked around at the other occupants of the room confusedly, matching expressions on everyone elses faces. He then looked back at the door, and then to the door across from it where he had exited. "How did..."
"I'm afraid that you don't have a choice Ranma." The Caretaker said. "This is a holy mission bestowed upon you by god himself." the caretaker then coughted and said under his breath "And the Devil"
A-Ranma growled and sat back down in his chair. "So we're stuck here. Great!"
"You won't be stuck here for long." The caretaker said. "You'll have to leave on your first mission soon."
"So how does this work?" P-Ranma asked.
"Yeah." Agent R seconded. "How are we supposed to know what we're supposed to do to fix these multiverses?"
"Glad you asked." Wesley said. All of a sudden a necklace appeared on Agent Reds neck, it was a heart shaped necklace studded with diamonds. "This will give you all the information you need to know about your mission when you arrive at each dimension."
Agent Red looked down at the neckless and took it off. "Oh HELL no!" She threw it at the Caretaker, but it went through him and then rematerialized around her neck. Se tried to tear it off again but it was stuck. "There's no WAY I'm wearing this girly thing."
"Aww, but it looks so pretty on you Red." The Caretaker responded with a sly little smirk. "You'l receive a psychic message from that and only that. Either you keep it, or you'll be stuck on whatever dimension you take it off on. You also need that to teleport inbetween different dimensions."
S-Ranma laughed at Agent Red. Even Agent R snickered a bit.
Red glared at them and they quickly shut up. "So what's with these two girls?" S-ranma asked, pointing at D-Ranma and Agent Red. "Are they really also Ranmas?"
"They're Ranma all right." P-Ranma said, answering the question for the caretaker. "They visited a place called Jusenkyo while on a training trip with Genma and fell into a cursed spring that turns them into a girl when splashed with cold water."
"Jusenkyo eh?" S-Ranma said. "I've heard of the place. Glad I never went there. Did you?" He asked P-Ranma.
P-Ranma nodded. "Yeah, you and him are the only ones out of the group that didn't get a Jusenkyo curse." He said nodding towards A-Ranma. Agent Red and R here used to be the same person but was split up into two people. Apparantly it was the only was to cure it on their world.
"Ouch." S-Ranma said. "Must suck for you." He noted looking at Red.
Agent Red shrugged. "I manage. My job keeps me pretty busy. not a lot of time to dwell on it."
"Well kids." The Caretaker said, interupting them from their conversations. "Why not get this show on the road?"
The Ranma looked up at the Caretaker as he started to walk away. "Wait!" A-Ranma said as he got up and dashed forward to stop Wesley. "How long are we gonna have to do this?"
The caretaker smiled and then disappeared. A-Ranma growled and then slashed a big chuck out of the wall beside him. "That bastard!"
The rest of the Ranmas stood up. P-Ranma put a hand on A-Ranma's shoulder. "Easy, I'm sure you'll see your family again soon enough."
A-Ranma shook the hand off. "Yeah? How do you know!" He demanded, giving P-Ranma a push. "You said it yourself, you couldn't read his mind, how do you know that wasn't all a bunch of bullshit?"
D-Ranma stepped up to A-Ranma to back up her Psychic counterpart. "Hey back off man! He's not the one that's making you do this so chill out! Does it look like we really have much of a choice on this matter? This guy pulled us out of completely different dimensions to do this, I think if he could do that, he could do a lot worse."
"I'm gonna have to agree with little miss blood pants there." S-Ranma said. "I say bring it on."
"What did you call me?" D-Ranma screamed at S-Ranma as she stomped up towards him rolling up her sleeve on her way.
P-Ranma decided to intervene again and stopped her with some telekinesis. "That was seriously uncalled for man!" He reprimanded S-Ranma. "Seriously, we have to stick together, that means stop being a Jerk to her." He then turned to A-Ranma "Stop throwing temper tantrums!" He then turned to D-Ranma. "And stop letting every little thing get to you!"
S-Ranma sniffed in disdain. "Sorry Dad." He said with all the sarcasm he could muster.
Just then Agent Red cut in. "Guys, I'm seriously getting some weird feelings coming from this necklace right now. "
All the other Ranmas settled down their disputes and then stepped closer to her. "What's up?" Agent R asked.
"I dunno." Red responded. "It's kinda like that tingly feeling when your leg goes to sleep. It..."
Just then the Necklace eploded into billions of shards of tiny specs of light, that spread out like a fog around the group of Ranmas. They stopped as soon as they encompassed the entire group and then went straight bak the way they came as the shards became one again the Ranmas disappeared and then so did the necklace, leaving the room empty.
The Ranma appeared again in a flash of light in a alley in a bustling city. "Now where are we?" A-Ranma moaned. "I swear if I get my hands on that chubby little bastard..." He let his sentence drift letting the others figure it out for themselves.
"Looks like Nerima." S-Ranma said.
"How do you know?" Agent R asked.
"I passed through this alley a couple nights ago. Vampire hunting." Agent R nodded slowly. "Riiiight. Vampires. Suuure."
S-Ranma stepped towards Agent R, staring him down. "I suppose Aliens is so much easier to believe than that?"
"Hey!" D-Ranma called out to them. "Can you go thirty seconds without starting a fight with anyone?" She yelled at S-Ranma. "Give it a rest ya Jerk!"
"Bitch."
"What'd you call me?" She yelled back, getting right in his face.
"Hey. Everyone, how about we just get this world out of the way as soon as possible so we can go to the next one and be one step closer to home. Then we won't HAVE to put up with each other." Called Agent Red.
P-Ranma walked up next to her. "So what do we have to do?"
Agent Red shrugged, holding up the heart shaped necklace and cocking an eyebow. "Not really sure. I haven't seen or heard anything coming outta this thing yet, so... wait." Agent red then went still as she seemed to be listening intently to something.
"Well?" S-Ranma said, getting impatient.
"Okay got it." Agent Red said.
"So tell us already." A-Ranma said.
"We're supposed to make Akane Tendo fall in Love with Tatewaki Kuno." She said with a bit of a uncomfortable look on her face.
All the Ranmas except for S-Ranma nearly facefaulted at the news. "Who's Tetewaki Kuno? I know Akane Tendo but..." S-Ranma was cut off as the rest of the Ranmas started to walk dejectedly with their heads hung towards the street at the end of the alley. P-Ranma was the last to pass him. "What's going on? Why's everyone so down all of a sudden?"
P-Ranma sighed as he followed the others. "Let's just say that we're probably never going to see our homes again."
S-Ranma just stood there looking after the others in confusion. "Huh?"
TBC
Author's Notes: {Well there's chapter two. I'm trying to make my chapters a little shorter now so that I can get them out a little faster. I'm usually 9 pages or over, so I think I'm going to try and stic k with the 6-8 pages a chapter and then have multiple parts. It'll be quicker, you'll get it faster, more often, win win situation. Anywho. I gotta watch a movie now. Pathology. It's been highly recomended that I watch it.}
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