Journeys: Ranma's Adventure Through the Multiverse
Chapter 1
By MTG2192
DISCLAIMER: Ranma ½, Star Wars, Tenchi Muyo, Ah My Goddess, and all other Series do not belong to me legally (although I do own the first volume of Ranma and all of the Star Wars Movies), nor do their characters and associated objects. Also, you fanfiction authors who see ideas flowing into my story from yours, I did not mean to, I have just read a lot of fanfiction, and some may accidentally run in and mix with my ideas. Complaints are not tolerated, but criticism is, so if I mess up and use your ideas, tell me so that I can change it in the future. Also, don't sue me, since I don't have any money to offer, nor do I really have much of a job.
A long time ago,
in a galaxy far away…
Cue Star Wars Opening Theme
AN: I noticed your comments on my other fic, and I completely see where you are coming from. Don't worry, I won't ever post a songfic again, and I took that one down.
This will not be a Ranma/Akane Fiction. I personally believe that Akane is a spoiled, childish brat, and I do not support a union between her and Ranma. Sorry to disappoint all of you RA fans, but I'm just not into that stuff.
I know that this subject is rather cliché, especially the Juraian Ranma descended from Yosho on his mother's side, but bear with me, I'm trying to be original in a highly used idea. Thank you to Vilkath, your review is very helpful, and I will heed your words. Please, if you review, tell me what to change, how to do better, what is too clichéd, etc. I hate reviews that just say that my writing sucks. If my writing is so horrible, help me make it better. Negative reviewers are not welcome if they insult instead of criticize (the difference is that criticism improves, while insulting hurts).
Keep in mind the fact that Ranma has no idea about his/ heritage yet, and probably won't learn much about it immediately. His heritage will help him immensely, but he is not going to learn about it this chapter. Sorry to disappoint some of you, but Washu will not be truly introduced until probably chapter two or three. Even though Washu is 20000 years old, she is still not old enough to have existed at the time of Star Wars, and thus is not in the chapter.
For this first section, It will be a Ranma/Star Wars combo with a little bit of Tenchi sprinkled in (his Juraian blood will help his already inborn powers with ki, known as the force in this world), also with a little AMG added to give some flavor. And NO: Ranma will not ascend to Godhood in this fiction, although he does have something similar to immortality (Juraian Blood). There will be NO DBZ cross or SLAYERS cross in this story, at least until I have read and/or watched either enough to get familiar with them (which I will not do unless opportunity strikes).
Finally, I will NOT cure Ranma's curse. Without it, he would be completely OOC. A Ranma without a curse is like an Akane without a Mallet or an Ukyo without a spatula. It does not happen.
(Nifty way to do an AN too, isn't it)
NOW: on with the show…
Ranma wasn't actually very amazed at what had happened.
It wasn't the first time he had seen or felt a magical object
being used, and sure wasn't the first time it had happened to him.
No, Ranma Saotome was not amazed at, or even fazed by
the magic. He was in deep thought though. First of all,
why a lock? Why not an amulet, or a ring, or even a spoon?
Why was it a lock? Ranma noticed the symbolism of the lock
(he needed to find the key on the other side of the multiverse),
but it still didn't explain why it had to be a lock.
Realizing that he wouldn't get an answer to this question any
time soon, he decided to ponder other things. For example:
What is this intense feeling I am feeling going through this
portal? And why is there a colorful light show? Why
couldn't it be a dull lightshow? And once again, Ranma
could not, with his limited knowledge, explain these parts
of his life. He would have to ask somebody in the world
he was going to.
Deciding that he couldn't explain most of what was
happening to him, he decided to enjoy the experience. The
light show was quite interesting, it had shadows, almost
solid representations of things he had experience. Also,
there was an odd music, which seemed like notes being
played without a melody. It was very soothing, and Ranma
enjoyed it. (I got this idea from the teen series Pendragon,
which is not really that bad. In fact, I would recommend it.
It is not a manga or anime, but it has multiverse written all
over it. What I just described is the sensation of the flume,
the portal between worlds. This is most likely the only thing
I will take from that series, but who knows?)
Then there was water.
Now remember, although for most people water would be a
soothing experience, especially in the oddly warm temperature
of the portal, Ranma's worst enemy is water. And, being a
water magnet, any water around could not miss him. So, as
is logical because of the close proximity of the water, as well
as because of the temperature of the water, Ranma switched
genders to female. This is not new for him, since he had
experienced it many times. But what was new was how
it felt. Never, in her female form, had Ranma-chan ever
felt so good. Unnatural, yes, all the time, but never good.
As a matter of fact, she felt so good, she wasn't sure she
wanted to change into her male form (Using feminine
pronouns when Ranma-chan is female, Masculine
pronouns when Ranma is male).
Of course, this uncertainty was hardly welcome in
Ranma-chan's chauvinistic brain (which is quite
comical, especially considering the curse), but for
the first time, Ranma considered the possibility that
being female was not worse than being male. Now
Ranma was never stupid. Her odd ideals and thoughts
about things were beaten into her (sometimes quite
literally, like the nekoken and his fear of cats). One
of these ideals was that a real man talks slang.
Genma, who believed this, of course, was always a
stupid one. Genma called everything that was not
related to the martial arts girly. Ranma-chan had
gone along with this for so long. Only in the past
year or so had she begun to wonder if he was wrong.
Ranma-chan also wondered what is wrong with something
being girly. She had never thought about this before. She
automatically condemned fifty percent of the population
because of the fact that they were girls. She had finally
seen a ray of light.
Ranma-chan was actually enjoying her time as a girl.
Sure, she would never admit it to anybody, but she
enjoyed the bodily sensations of being female quite
a bit more than the ones of being male. If she hadn't,
she would have gotten hot water much quicker in all
circumstances, and she would never have agreed to
some of the odd martial arts challenges she had received.
Her chauvinistic mindset was starting to crack.
But she digresses. Back to the story.
Just as she reached these revelations, the light show and
the sensation abruptly stopped. She found herself standing
in the desert, near what seemed to be a domed building, a
home of some sort. It was, in fact, a moisture farm,
common on the planet Tatooine, which she was unknowingly on.
For some reason, she was dehydrated. She was dizzy and she
decided to walk towards the odd building. As it was a
building, she decided to see if they had any water. She
also noticed that she was completely and totally dry, for
the climate had already evaporated the water on her.
By the time she got to the building, she was hunched over.
She knocked on the door, hoping desperately that somebody
was home. She was weakening, and quickly. She was not
used to this atmosphere, and her petite body would always
become dehydrated quicker than her male body.
By the time the door opened, she collapsed.
ooo)O(00)O(ooo
The transport…
The two droids were on a diplomatic ship just above Tatooine.
The mission was going well, since the information they were
carting would make it to the rebellion headquarters in no time.
Suddenly, there was turbulence.
Now to most people on earth, this experience could be equated
to that of turbulence in a commercial jetliner. This turbulence,
though somewhat scary, is routine, and it is easily fixed. No
harm done.
One must remember that the people and droids here are not
on a jetliner, but are on a spacecraft. Turbulence on a
spacecraft can mean many things if you are in the vacuum
of space. Needless to say, none of these things are good.
In this case, it means that the ship has been attacked.
The people on the ship did not know this, however,
and passed the turbulence off as a meteor.
This mistake would be the death of most of them. They
were being boarded.
Cue Empire Theme Song
Leia knew what was happening. She took R2D2, her
faithful droid, and gave him a message to be sent into
the atmosphere of Tatooine.
"…Help me, Obi Wan Kenobi, You're my only hope."
It finished. Her other faithful Droid, C3PO, heard this
final part and wondered what was going on. 3PO followed
R2 and the two took off in an escape pod, even after 3PO's
repeated attempts to avoid it.
ooo)O(00)O(ooo
On Tatooine…
"I'll get it!" Luke Skywalker called out. 'Hmm… I wonder
who it could be? We don't get many visitors all the way out
here on a moisture farm…'
He opened the door. Just as he did so, she fell into his arms.
She was dehydrated, and she had fainted, he could tell. He
knew the signs, since such knowledge was often required
on a moisture farm. He wasn't that surprised, either. She
seemed a little too small to be from this planet. Also, she
was clearly Japanese (which he didn't know to be Japanese
due to the fact that earth was galaxies away).
He realized that this was not relevant at this time. She needed
help, and she needed it now. He took her inside.
She was far too petite to survive the climate here. Barely 5' 1",
she could never hold enough moisture to keep herself hydrated here.
"Uncle, Aunt!" Luke called. "I need you guys, quick!"
His Uncle and Aunt came. "What's all the ruckus about, what's
so important you need us here?"
Then they noticed what he was carrying in his arms. He was
carrying a petite, very dehydrated, unconscious girl.
"Oh My… Get her some water, quickly!" His aunt said.
They all worked together and laid her on the couch to rest.
Luke sat in there to watch her.
He admired her body. She was a short, busty red head with
seemingly perfect proportions. She also seemed to be his age.
Then he heard a soft moan, almost sensual, come from the girl.
She was waking up.
"W-Where am I?" She said softly, her soothing soprano
voice enhancing the situation. "What's your name?" She
noticed that she was only able to muster a soft voice, small
and weak, just as she felt for the first time in a long time.
"You're on the planet Tatooine, and my name's Luke. Luke
Skywalker. The real question is who are you? And why
have you come to my home?"
AN: If you complain about how common tongue in Star
Wars is English, remember that in Ranma ½, Ranma travels
a great deal before he finally settles in Nerima. Is it too
much to think that he may have visited England and learned
English? It would also explain how he was able to pass
Hinako's class by sleeping the whole time.
"I'm Ranma. Ranma Saotome… sorry about this…"
Ranma-chan said, using the classic Ranma Saotome greeting.
"I… well… I kinda switched universes, I think, but I'm not
quite sure. As for why I came to your home, well, it was
the only place around. And… can I have some water?"
To this question, Luke chuckled. 'Of course she wants
water, she just fainted from dehydration at my doorstep,'
he thought. "Sure, I'll be happy to bring you some water."
ooo)O(00)O(ooo
On the transport…
Darth Vader had boarded the ship.
His Commander had explained that the ship carried some
important rebel information. As the governor for this
section of the galaxy, it was important for him, an
interplanetary VIP, to "keep the peace," no matter how
tyrannical he had to be to do so. This the emperor had
decreed. There was a time when he would never do this.
He was Anakin Skywalker, prodigal Jedi out to fight for
what was right. That time had passed. He was now the
second in command among the intergalactic empire and
the Sith.
This mission was "diplomatic."
In other words, the idea was to board the ship and ask for
the information. If the people agreed, he would let them
live (but of course take the higher ranking ones). If the
people disagreed… well… then the fun would begin. He
would take the information by force.
If he failed (which had never happened before) he would
hunt them to the ends of the galaxy. This the emperor
had also decreed. Long ago Darth Vader had stopped
questioning the decrees. Long ago he had become callous.
It was around this time that he felt a disturbance in the force.
Not a disturbance created by an action, but it felt more like
somebody… or something… that was highly powerful in the
force had just entered the universe. He shrugged it off, thinking
that it would be irrelevant.
Boy, was he wrong.
Anyways, this "diplomatic" mission was not going according to
plan. He thought it was a routine inspection at first, but there
was something different. The people on the ship appeared to
be resisting the inspection.
Now in the earlier period of the empire, the inspections were
often resisted: the inspectees did not know what would happen
to them.
Darth Vader knew that this had something to do with the rebels.
The band of outlaws had been evading his grasp for years.
They were little more than a nuisance to him, but he knew that,
with the right support, a nuisance could become deadly. He had
witnessed it so very many times.
He knew, by the reports, that the princess of Alderon, Leia, was
on this ship. He decided to search the ship for her. He sent some
storm troopers to do so.
Darth Vader actually wasn't heartless. He had merely learned
that feelings could screw up life. He had lost his wife, his love,
long ago and he would not allow himself to come close to
anybody again, especially since it was his own actions that killed
her. He was actually on a quest to revive her, to restore the old
Sith arts of immortality and rebirth. That was why he followed
such a forsaken path. He had, however, grown callous about
killing. Human life was no longer important to him, other than
the life of his love. He was hardly human anymore anyways.
He still questioned the ideas of the Emperor, he still hesitated
to act when he could endanger a great many people, but the
hesitation was barely there any more. He had lost nearly all
the humanity he had and had become a cold, callous dictator,
willing to make sacrifices for greater power.
He hated himself. But there was no going back.
ooo)O(00)O(ooo
Leia had almost made it. But in the final minutes, she had
been caught by the storm troopers. She tried to fight her way
out, but it was to now avail. She knew she was important,
and that they would not kill her, but that was what worried her.
What would they do to get her to speak? She honestly did not know.
And she didn't want to find out.
She was glad the droids had managed to escape. She only hoped
that they would not be discovered. But she couldn't be sure, not
for the time being. Then, she found her way to not so blissful
unconsciousness.
ooo)O(00)O(ooo
TBC next chapter
AN: Hope you liked it! No the Star Wars Arc is definitely not over yet. Once again, I'd like to mention that your reviews were very helpful. I'm kind of having trouble coming up with a crossover for the future, though it truly isn't important until the end of the star Wars Arc. If you guys could submit, in your reviews, ideas for crossovers, it would be very helpful. And I know the Star Wars Arc has not really unraveled itself completely yet, but I wanted to post something to expand on the prologue and to give an idea of how my writing will look.
I apologize for any descriptive errors that may have resulted in OOC characters.
I will probably not update as quickly as I did for this chapter. Although this chapter is reasonable, it still has flaws, and borg rabbit's comment about it being another prologue is probably quite accurate. Therefore, I have decided to change the name from Spacemen and Sandpeople to Arc I Prologue, or something like that.
Keep giving those great, productive reviews, and I'll be back!
PS: Do you think I should throw in a sailor moon arc? I'm indecisive, since it is quite a common thing to do, but if I did, I might make the senshi evil. Anyways, tell me how you feel about this.
PPS: Should I possibly make multiple different realities for one crossover? For an example of this, read Mirrors Multiplied, a masterful, yet sadly dead/on hold fic.
PPPS: I'm not sure whether this fic should be continuing or should resolve at some point. Review for your preference, please.
PPPPS: There will be no matchups in this arc, since I'm not sure I want to drag Star Wars characters into other arcs. Star wars ideas, like jedi, the force, lightsabers, etc. yes. Characters no.
PPPPPS: I just put this one here for fun.
PPPPPPS: I think you should go somewhere else. Your scaring me.
PPPPPPPS: Alright, then... carry on.
PPPPPPPPS: STOP READING THESE! IT GIVES ME THE CREEPS.
PPPPPPPPPS: I give up, whatever...
JA MATTA NE!