Ai no senshi Wild Honey
A Ranma ½ fanfict by Tangent
A strange kinda fusion come up with by Metroanime
Expanded upon with the express permission of Metroanime
Additional scenes by Metroanime (on occasion)
Pre-reading and editing assistance by:
Metroanime;
Lord Talon;
Howard Melton;
Nevrmore;
And some guy named Steve

DISCLAIMER: 'Ranma ½' and all characters therein belong to Rumiko Takahashi, Shogagukan, Kitty, and Viz Video. 'Sailor Moon' and all characters therein belong to Naoko Takeuchi and Toei Animation Co. Ltd. Cutey Honey Flash and all characters therein belong to Go Nagai. The original concept for the Wild Honey fusion was Metroanime's. This fanfict has been produced for my own enjoyment and to pass on without profit. Other characters that come into play in this fanfict may or may not be pulled from other sources (including other fanficts, RPGs, manga, anime, literature, or possibly even *GASP* American comic books!).

CHAPTER TWO:

Setsuna's head ached as another wave of retroactive continuity washed past her transtemporal post by the Gate of Time. Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune were active, apparently under the same orders she had given them before the dimensional merger, but she didn't know how long that would last. Saturn was still 'asleep', which was good at this point. Sailor Moon had 'awakened' only a short while ago, and should soon be encountering her compatriots around Juuban. Sailor Venus was in London, with Artemis…

No, wait… Artemis wasn't in London anymore, and Sailor Venus was nowhere to be found. The white moon-cat was in Virginia Beach in the United States instead. And he was with…

Setsuna didn't know whether to cry in grief or joy over who she saw with Artemis…

* * *

Artemis waved his tail about as he considered the person before him. "You know, that's not exactly what one of the Senshi would do."

"The role of the Senshi are essentially artillery pieces. Lousy defense, not great maneuverability, but their attacks have a lot of 'punch' to 'em." Metal pieces fitted together with a click in the guy's hands. "Knights were different, mainly support for the Senshi. I was always *mainly* a soldier."

"Still, that hardly seems..." Artemis wanted to say that it was tacky or not very classy at the very least.

"Besides, Senshi are essentially a sentai team. In modern terms, they would fit in perfectly in Japan as a 'Power Rangers' kinda thing. I'm Western oriented, which means more along the lines of Batman as opposed to Kamen Rider Black." Another click as parts were fitted carefully together. "During the old days, I could use a sword for most hand-to-hand stuff, but you'll
just get shot if you carry a sword around nowadays."

"But building a military grade beamer out of a Radio Shack spy kit and a pair of laser pointers?" Artemis was pretty sure this was not in genre.

"It'll only give me four shots before the batteries give out," said the soldier. "You know, it's too bad my old Sergeant didn't realize he'd drilled me so well on weapons repair and cleaning that I not only could take apart and clean a beam rifle in my sleep, I'd be able to do it in my next life as well."

"It still lacks a certain something," grumbled Artemis. "The Old Kingdom had all their roles for a reason. The Senshi were not only the powerful inner soldiers, but their attractiveness and costumes fulfilled a function as well. Hence the Sailor Team uniforms and what would be seen as 'sentai' elements in a modern era."

The soldier finished snapping together a final piece, then sighted along the barrel. "Yeah, well, I was always the practical one, part of being an engineer and soldier I suppose. Obsidian was the barbarian, the fearsome Knight of Fear, Endymion the noble who made the best spokesman and liaison with the Senshi; Hematite was the brash kid. Me, I'm just a soldier doing his best in a guerrilla war. So, do you have the paperwork done yet?"

Artemis shook his head a final time at his companion going on such an unromantic path as to building weapons like that. He didn't see *why* the Knight had always hated using thrown chess pieces as weapons, other than terms like "lack of penetration" and "anytime a thrown rose is a better weapon than what you've got, it's time to upgrade your threat potential." Even asking him what Pluto would think hadn't done more than pause the soldier. "Yeah, I've cleared things. The US Embassy in Minato-ku, specifically Azabu Juuban in Tokyo, has got most of the paperwork. You'll be attending a college, though none of the three I've applied for in your name have gotten back more than form letters at this point. One's in some place called Nerima, another's in Juuban, and the third is... well, I'm not entirely sure *where* it is."

"Just as long as it's close to wherever our allies are. They *must* be awakened before much longer," the soldier said, checking the charge before removing the battery pack. "What about living quarters?"

Artemis smirked at THAT. He'd had some success manipulating things in this country, and a "random" drawing had gotten good results with a local lottery. Nothing so spectacular that it would draw too much attention, but enough to provide "seed money" for some investments. He couldn't have done this in Japan, public records being more difficult to manipulate there. "I
wouldn't worry about that. You've got some income which can be forwarded to you."

Stretching out, the nineteen-year-old set the completed rifle to the side. He'd have to test fire it later. "So, we've got three days before we leave?" At Artemis' affirmative, he rubbed his eyes. "Well, I better start packing things up. The 'Musketeer' ought to make one more appearance and announce his retirement. Maybe a hint that he's going to Florida or something."

"That'll work," agreed Artemis, glad that this part of his job was over. He was anxious to be reunited with Luna again, after all.

* * *

Ranma ran dead out towards where she had felt the ghostly entity come to ground. She didn't know why she was a girl now, or how she knew this ancient evil known as Panther Zora. She just knew that the demon had to be destroyed, and that it was up to her to do it.

She also somehow knew that she had another form more suited to the battle at hand. Not breaking stride in the slightest, Ranma touched a small, discolored spot on the left side of her neck where it met the shoulder and cried out. "HONEY SPLASH!"

A swirling column of water formed around Ranma, washing her training gi away and leaving her naked. Half a moment later, she had grown nearly two feet in height, and her red hair altered to a wilder styling as her ponytail grew and braided itself into a pigtail that reached her hips. Then narrow streams of water swirled in the air around her still running form, flowing onto her body at various points, seemingly painting a form-fitting red and blue, sleeveless costume onto her. White boots and gloves also formed out of the water, being complete even as the rest of the costume was still spreading over her body. A white choker appeared on her neck, with a heart symbol over where the discolored mark had been, and a ribbon with another heart symbol flowed onto her left upper arm just as her breasts were finally covered again.

It felt right, and she could move in it. She didn't know why there was a diamond cutout exposing her cleavage, but she let it slide. Wild Honey was ready for action, and her longer legs ate up the ground at a faster pace than before…

She never did notice the poor boy with the bandanna and heavy pack that had witnessed the whole process. Even if she had, she didn't have time to stop to help someone who had passed out due to hormonal overload.

* * *

Shampoo ran as quickly as she could towards Jusendo. Her great grandmother was counting on her to find out what evil had just landed there and if the Nichieju should prepare to fight it or flee. She huffed a bit at the thought of fleeing. Were they not warriors? Would they not face any challenge that might rise against them?

A flaming winged figure flew up from the mountain before her, and Shampoo suddenly found herself wishing that she wasn't so far from decent cover at the moment…

* * *

Too late! Too late! The demon had already found some fool to empower as a minion! Wild Honey wasn't moving nearly fast enough to suit her present needs. Too bad there weren't any handy modern vehicles around. That left her with a rather more embarrassing method of rapid land travel. She'd have to do it though. There were innocents to be protected and a youma to fight.

"HONEY SPLASH!"

A brunette centaur filly continued towards Jusendo at a thundering gallop, a belt slung around where her human torso merged with equine shoulders. A sheathed gladius hung on the left side of the belt, and a quiver was attached to the belt behind her back. She carried a huge bow in her left hand, as she reached for an arrow with her right.

She really wished that her centaur mode had something else to wear though. This was as exactly as embarrassing as she had thought it would be…

* * *

Saffron laughed as he trod on the charcoaled stump that was left of one of the Nichieju spy's arms. Her body was a burned mass of blackened flesh and bone, kept alive so that his new Mistress could feed on her terror and despair as she watched her village be destroyed and her fellow amazons raped and subjugated. Or perhaps killed. He had yet to decide. For a moment, he had regretted simply blasting the girl from a distance. He was feeling quite virile in his new, rather buff body as the Dark Phoenix King, but a charred lump held no attraction to him.

"Wh… why are… you…" Shampoo rasped out though scorched lungs.

"Because I can, little girl," Saffron sneered wickedly. "Because no one can stop me."

The effect was rather ruined when a feathered shaft appeared in his throat…

* * *

Joketsuzoku was in an uproar. Shampoo, one of the village's most promising upcoming warriors, had been sent out a while ago to scout out what was going on in Jusendo. Even with the journey
All the way to the mountain and back, everyone expected her to do well in the annual tournament the next day, perhaps even winning. A group of her admirers and rivals were still watching her diminishing speck of her body run up the distant slope of Jusendo when it happened.

A flaming figure that could be none other than the fabled Phoenix King come into his power, rose from the summit of Jusendo. He paused briefly, and then headed right for their village. Only to pause again as he apparently spotted Shampoo.

By this time, nearly everyone in the village was watching as a ball of fire streaked down at the side of the mountain, exploding on impact. There had been some hope that Shampoo had somehow managed to dodge this, as their best spotters reported that she had been at the edge of the raging inferno when it went off. That hope was dashed when the Phoenix King descended and stayed at the spot where she was last seen.

It was horrible. Over half of the village wanted to rush into battle and avenge their fallen sister, but the Elders held them back. It was the hardest decision Cologne had ever made, and it tore her up to be forced to leave her great granddaughter unavenged, but she had a responsibility to help see that the Nichieju survived as a people.

She would not forget though. She could never forget. The Phoenix King, probably driven to behave this way by the demon spirit that had invaded Jusendo, had not even bothered to face Shampoo in open combat. This was outright murder, and even if she had to live another three hundred years, she would see the demon responsible for her great granddaughter's death pay in full measure.

Cologne paused in the midst of the panicked hubbub of the evacuation of Joketsuzoku as she sensed a powerful battle aura approach from the east. Not an evil one, as had been the spirit aura that had prompted her to send her great granddaughter on that ill-fated scouting mission. No, this one was from a champion of light, a great force for good set against the evil that had infected the Lord of Jusendo. A female centaur of all things, apparently.

The centaur changed course slightly so as to bypass the village. Even from this far away from her target, she drew forth another arrow and pulled back on her mighty bow. Cologne stared wide-eyed as she heard the filly curse upon discovering Saffron's regenerating abilities, but noted that this did not keep their unexpected ally from attacking.

Then Cologne returned to helping to direct the evacuation of her people. While she (and most of the rest of the village) kept half an eye on the centaur and cheered her on, she didn't really expect that the filly could do much against Saffron…

* * *

Ryoga ran beside a puffing panda, having reawakened when the dumb beast stepped on him. Some bald guy in a communist uniform was trailing behind them, but Ryoga paid neither him nor the panda any mind. The evil was still ahead of him somewhere, and that cute girl who had changed into a beautiful woman was heading right for it from the last he remembered. He must catch up to the redheaded goddess and save her! He must!

Ryoga tried to avoid another nosebleed as he once again remembered the nude transformation sequence that he had witnessed…

* * *

Wild Honey trotted to a near halt, having at least lured the winged youma away from his victim and the nearby village. She had used the rest of her arrows in the process, but it had been worth it despite the fact that none of her otherwise lethal shots had done more than phase the monster for a moment or two. The gladius was entirely too short to be an effective weapon in this fight, and while her centaur form was massive and strong, she doubted that it would be of any further use in the battle. Time for another change.

"HONEY SPLASH!"

Wild Honey blinked as a fireball evaporated the column of water, leaving her naked and bereft of the image/skill set she had been attempting to change to. The evil looking leer that she was getting from her opponent as his gaze traveled across her exposed body could not possibly be a good sign. Dodging back and to the side in a flip, having at least returned to her more agile human form, she tried again.

"HONEY SPLASH!"

Once more raging fires boiled away the column of water before it could form anything over Wild Honey. At least the water had protected her from being burned alive, but this was getting really annoying.

"By all means," she heard her flying adversary comment snidely. "Continue to dance for me, my pretty one. When you are finally exhausted, perhaps I'll make you one of my concubines rather than roasting you for the trouble you are causing me." Then his leer went from merely evil to insidiously lustful. "Of course, I WILL have to break you in," he paused for diabolical effect, "and perhaps send you to the barracks to cycle through my troops. They will need the practice when it comes to conquering villages such as the one that you are trying to protect."

Nope, that didn't sound promising at all. Granted, even with the guy speaking clear Japanese, Wild Honey didn't know what some of what he said actually meant. Perhaps it was some sort of torture? And what the heck was a concubine anyway?

She did pick up on the fact that he was just toying with her, waiting for her to tire out as she bounced and jiggled for his pleasure. It really irked her, to have one of the tactics that she had often used in the past thrown right in her face like this. That someone thought so little of her as to be so condescending was infuriating. It reminded her of how her father always treated her.

Not that he could ever speak again anyway, she thought. Pandas didn't talk, yell, or anything.

"All right, jerk! You want to be that way, fine!" Wild Honey muttered as she dodged several more incoming fireballs. If she weren't careful, she'd be herded right back to the village she was trying to protect. Time to take this to a whole new level.

"Let me give you a souvenir to take with you on your journey to hell," Wild Honey called out.
"Sometimes I'm a traveling Martial Artist, learning her trade; sometimes I'm a centaur archer protecting a village; and sometimes I'm Wild Honey, and am pissed off at the fact that you keep evaporating my outfits! But the truth is…"

"Venus Cosmic Power! MAKE UP!"

This time the incoming fireball was itself consumed by the globe of nearly blinding light radiating from the woman who was Wild Honey. Her hair unraveled from its pigtail and turned golden blond. Shafts of brilliant light played across her body, leaving an orange-skirted seifuku in their wake. At the small of her back an orange bow appeared in a flash of light, as did a navy blue one at her bosom. An orange choker and armband were the last to flash into place, matching the collar and skirt.

"I am Sailor V!" the woman declared defiantly. "And in the name of Love and Justice, I WILL punish you!""

* * *

"Okay," Edema, dark elf mistress of The Heart of Darkest Chocolate in one of the seedier districts of Valhalla. "Ranma can turn into Honey, and Honey can change to a Senshi."

"Toltiir, you gotta learn restraint," Grey muttered, still twitching from seeing that he had a counterpart in this new world. One that apparently was destined to have better luck with romance than he had on top of everything else.

The cat paused. "Restraint? What's that? Sounds uncomfortable..."

* * *

Sailor Pluto's Eyes bugged out as she performed a classic facefault. Sailor Venus, conspicuously absent from this new timeline from having died too early in the final battle during the fall of the old Moon Kingdom, had just appeared in China! And not as a girl in her mid teens either, instead appearing to be in her late teens or early twenties. With a bigger bust than she remembered on the thousand-year-old version she remembered from the scenes of Crystal Tokyo too.

Where had she come from, if she hadn't come forward with the rest of the senshi? Why was she older than she should be at this point in time? Why was she radiating Silver Millennium magic like an artifact? How had she managed to get a more ample bosom?

Sailor Pluto shook her head, casting that last question aside as unimportant.

* * *

Genma stared at the combatants in the small valley ahead of him. He was still a panda, of course, not knowing that a mere application of hot water was all that stood between him and a return to human form. He ignored the boy who had run beside him as he sought to catch up with the redheaded woman who had been his son. Not that the stranger had stayed conscious once they had reached the edge of the battlefield. Ranma had obviously lost her gi somewhere, and the hormonal overload caused by the sight of her admittedly gorgeous body without any clothes on had proved to be too much for the lad.

That wasn't what caused Genma's eyes to achieve dinner plate proportions though. Ranma had changed into a beautiful blond woman, somehow pulling a seifuku out of nowhere, and was now moving faster than Genma had ever seen anyone move before. And using strange advanced chi attacks named 'Crescent Beam Smash,' 'Crescent Beam Shower,' and 'Venus Love Me Chain.'
He certainly never heard of any of those attacks, let alone remembered teaching any of them to his son. Nor had Ranma ever been away from him long enough to have learned those attacks from some random master of the art they may have encountered.

Genma turned back towards Jusenkyo. Apparently his son had become a magical female champion of some sort. Being a pandafied mascot wasn't the peaceful retirement that he'd been hoping for, but at least it was less dangerous than being a sidekick. A good mascot would go back and get their packs from where they had been abandoned in the rush. Maybe the guide knew of a cure. Besides, if Ranma lost, he'd be that much further away from the flaming winged youma…

* * *

Cologne directed the archers as they set up their bows and took their places in staggered ranks. The centaur filly had proven to be something else entirely - a self declared Champion of Love and Justice, apparently chosen by the kami themselves to save their village. And doing a pretty darn good job of it too for that matter, having lured Saffron away from Joketsuzoku and into this barren valley instead. Very considerate of her, Cologne thought.

The young woman was now doing an effective job of containing the threat of the Dark Phoenix King. Now it was up to the amazons to provide enough of a distraction so that she could pull off any time consuming special attacks. If she had any that is. It wasn't like Cologne actually knew anything other than the fact that Sailor V was on their side and deserved their support.

A glance down the staggered lines showed that the Nichieju archers knew their business. None were angled to strike their ally by accident. "On my mark…" Cologne waited for a prime moment, before continuing.

"Fire!"

* * *

Sailor V smirked at Saffron, the Flying Pincushion. She could FEEL the growing confidence that the inhabitants of the village had in her. She could feel their confidence and hope in her adding fuel to her power. More to the point, the flaming idiot was now distracted from throwing fireballs for a moment!

"VENUS FLASH!"

In another flash of near blinding light, segments of silvery armor began to appear in place of her seifuku. She was not aware that the breast area had apparently been designed in such a way that left much of her bosom exposed, with the open band that provided the cups providing a bare minimum of modesty, somehow moving to compensate for the jiggles. She just assumed that she had a full plate there, as she could at least feel that she was wearing something harder than the seifuku had been. The over all effect seemed to be a mix of ancient Greek or Roman armor with French and gothic elements as might have been designed by Frederick's of Hollywood. Hard silvery metal with gold trim, impractical looking gaps, and an orange miniskirt. A one hundred percent hot bouncing, buxom, battle babe.

White Iron Venus was ready to play.

* * *

Saffron cursed as he expunged the arrows from his body by the simple expedient of incinerating them. The amazons would pay for their courage. After he had dealt with this interloper, of course.
She was proving to be entirely too much trouble now, and had even powered up further. Besides, he liked her better without clothing, and while the armor she was now wearing was captivating in its own way, the sharp spikes on the elbows and shoulder guards had to go. Just because he could regenerate didn't mean that he was a masochist. He much preferred to inflict pain, rather than to receive it.

If she wasn't going to be reasonable and dance naked for him again, he was just going to have to kill her and get it over with. Still, one handled these sorts of things with a certain style, and perhaps she could be convinced to remove the armor again. Or at least those spikes.

"Ha ha ha ha!" he laughed scornfully. "Surely you don't think that some silly suit of armor will protect you from me? All you've done is made yourself a slower target!" With that, and a leer, he sent forth another ball of intense flame. This time his target surprised him by not even bothering to dodge.

He permitted himself a moment of gloating as the power that his Mistress had given him allowed him to feel the despair and grief of the amazons who witnessed his triumph. Glory turned to shock, however, as he saw the armored woman step out of the diminishing inferno utterly unharmed and with a smile on her lips.

For the first time he grew frightened as she spoke her next words: "Now it's my turn…"

* * *

Genma shrugged as he heard the explosions in the distance. If Ranma was still alive, he was confidant that she would pull through somehow. The boy… er, girl was an exemplary member of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts, and was an expert at battlefield adaptation.

All Genma had to do now was wait it out with the guide once they got back to Jusenkyo. He had apparently decided that returning to Jusenkyo with the panda was a better idea than continuing towards the raging battle.

* * *

"VENUS CHAIN BARRAGE!" Cried out Sailor V, sending forth a deluge of golden heart-shaped links. Her opponent had dodged, as she had expected, but hadn't been able to avoid becoming ensnared all together. She yanked back on the chains, pulling the Dark Phoenix King out of the air with a crash.

Sailor V summoned her long sword with a flick of her wrist as she sprinted towards her bound adversary, pinning him in place with a powerful thrust through his torso and into the rock beneath him. Her next attack would be serious overkill anywhere else other than a barren valley, and she didn't want anything else to be in the line of fire.

"GATTLING CRESCENT BEAM!" Thundering point-blank explosions rocked the sheltered valley as Sailor V taxed even the phenomenal recuperative powers of the Dark Phoenix King. His body was utterly destroyed for a moment, and then the essence split, a smaller, pure one going off to the side, and the demon-tainted one reforming in the air above her. Unplanned for, but perfect never the less. Time to see if she could adapt some attacks that she seemed to remember weren't quite hers before…

"VENUS SPIRAL CRESCENT ATTACK!"

The Dark Phoenix King had just enough time to say "Ouch!" before he was annihilated by a nine foot wide golden boomerang…

* * *

Shampoo cried tears of relief as she witnessed the death of the demon that had been the Lord of Jusendo. The other demon-spirit that had been keeping her alive to feed off of her torment had retreated, so she knew that she would die soon. At least she got to see her village saved. At least she had been able to distract Saffron long enough for a champion of the gods to intervene. For what else could the woman be?

She would even get a hero's send off, for their chosen representative was approaching her, having discarded her helmet and handing it to one of the Nichieju. Shampoo could see that the woman had tears of her own, but seemed defiant in her resolve. She wouldn't understand what the woman said next until her great grandmother told her later:

"Love's Healing Rain…" the woman said as she cradled Shampoo in her arms, the armor being dismissed back to wherever it had come from, to be replaced once again with the seifuku a moment later. Light shined down from the heavens as a gentle rain fell over the valley, causing plants to grow and bloom wherever it touched the ground. More importantly to Shampoo, her wounds healed up as if the water washed them all away. Her limbs were restored and even her hair had grown back to its full lavender glory.

The woman slumped, obviously exhausted beyond her endurance. Shampoo cradled her in turn as the warrior who had saved them all glowed briefly as her outfit dissolved into light. The stranger had then shrunk into a young redheaded girl about Shampoo's own age before a white set of simple fighting clothes faded into existence around her.

Ah, an avatar, Shampoo concluded. Truly a champion chosen by the gods indeed. And obviously weakened from her ordeal. Shampoo gently gave her the Kiss of Sisterhood upon her forehead, adopting her as a Nichieju on the spot.

END CHAPTER TWO

OMAKE THEATER PRESENTS: Title Theme Song (part two)

("We've decided to make a substitution, Nabiki," Sailor V addressed the girl bound and gagged in the corner of the sound-stage. "Shampoo and I like this one better than the Moonlight Densetsu. At least as far as this chapter is concerned…")

Goddess on the mountain top…
Burning like a silver flame…

(Sailor V can be seen standing proudly atop Jusendo)

The summit of beauty and love…
And Venus was her name…

(Shampoo, Rin Rin, and Ran Ran step up to their mikes…)

She's got it!
Yeah, baby, she's got it!
I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!
Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!

(Sailor V can be seen fighting the Dark Phoenix King)

Her weapons were her crystal eyes…
Making every man a man…

(White Iron Venus can be seen striding unharmed through a raging inferno, even as the rock she's walking across begins to melt from the heat)

Black as the dark night she was…
Got what no one else had…
Wa!

(Shampoo, Rin Rin, and Ran Ran return to their mikes…)

She's got it!
Yeah, baby, she's got it!
I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!
Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!

(Sailor V can be seen removing the helmet of her White Iron Venus armor as she approaches the charred ruin of Shampoo's body, tears running freely down a face defiant of such a fate befalling even a stranger)

Goddess on the mountain top…
Burning like a silver flame…

(Sailor V is shown cradling Shampoo in her arms as shining rain falls from the heavens, washing away the amazon's wounds and restoring her limbs and hair to their former glory)

The summit of beauty and love…
And Venus was her name…

(And once more, Shampoo, Rin Rin, and Ran Ran return to their mikes…)

She's got it!
Yeah, baby, she's got it!
I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!
Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!

("There. Wasn't that better than some video montage of obviously doctored up 'candid' shots of Usagi and Mamoru? I mean, honestly, there's such a thing as child pornography y'know. 'Money is the fruit of the weasel' and all that…")

END