Anime Addventure : Prejudice and Fear

by tutcat

Ranma has a nice change (other options start when he gets to Jade chap 5 and 6)(all stories up for adaption)

3. Chapter 3

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma sighed as he left Tanya to do her thing. All right. He felt a little guilty at what happened, but he had to show the Kryn her place! "Damn it! I had enough of women treating me like property in Nerima. I so do NOT need that here!"

Shaking his head, the fights for his life, the perversions of that undead idiot, the sex with G'nolga, the verbal fight with Tanya... Ranma realized it didn't really matter anymore. Nothing really did except getting back at those damned Weapon Masters for putting that price on his head. He had to try and clear his mind on these matters.

"And once they're all beaten, then they'll realize what jerks they were," Ranma thought seriously as he turned down another hallway. "Once they realize they can't beat me, I'll fore 'em to step down in their stupid ideas that I should be exterminated, and then I can finally just sit back and fucking rest!"

Chuckling, Ranma knew he needed to let off some steam... "I hope there's a training room around here somewhere."

As fate would have it, the real mind behind Ranma's actions grumbled irritably, demanding its morning offering.

Rolling, his eyes, Ranma grunted irritably. "Okay, okay. I'll get you your breakfast.

Not liking the sass in Ranma's response, the stomach grumbled louder.

"Hold on, hold on," Ranma said quickly, as to appease the growing sense of nausea that was building up. "I'll find the damn kitchen, all right?"

The stomach appeared, it grumbled in a manner resembling chortling.

However, the stomach's victory was short-lived as Ranma found himself tacked to the floor.

Wincing, Ranma opened his eyes. Who the heck could have caught him off guard?

Staring at the figure on top of him, Ranma blinked his eyes once, twice, thrice. "S-Six!?" Ranma asked in total shook.

The tanned brunette had a glazed look in her golden-brown eyes as she smiled down huskily at Ranma. "Hmm... Yes," Six said as her hands went to caress his muscles, even though his shirt was in the way. "Feels nice," the former drake cooed rather cutely, which almost broke the tension of passion.

Ranma's jaw was flapping in complete shock. "E-excuse me!?"

The answer Ranma got was Six taking off her red gloves with the yellow hearts on the back of the palms and tossing them to the side of the hall.

With her ungloved hands she then began unbuttoning the series of buttons on Ranma's shirt as fast as she could. "Oooooh... I love the feeling of your fur under my fingers," Six giggled lightly. "It tickles!"

Ranma nodded his head dumbly as Six did that. "S-Six?" Ranma asked in a confused voice.

"Mmm... Yes?" Six asked as she nuzzled her cheek against his furry chest, her hand scratching his abdomen.

"What do you think you DoING!" Ranma shrieked out that last part, as he felt Six's hand go into his pants, readying a certain piece of his anatomy back into action.

The stomach growled. It could feel the balance of power shifted as that damned libido came back into action. Damn thing had been chained for years; why the hell did it have to come back with a vengeance now!?

Smiling, Ranma watched Six sat on top of him, straddling her hips. She took off her bow-tie easily enough and started unbuttoning her yellow shirt, revealing she didn't wear a bra under that cute frame of hers.

Staring at her breasts, Ranma could see they were a good-sized B-Cup, with darker-toned nipples compared to the rest of the skin.

Smiling still, Ranma realized who the hell was he to argue? Leaning forward, Ranma began to lick at Six's right nipple as best he could, his rough feline tongue sending shivers up the former drake's spine.

(-)

Dropping to her knees, Tanya whimpered as the truth of Ranma's statement hit her like a sack of bricks. He was not hers, he never was. He was an ally so she could get revenge on that big-breasted bitch, which had stolen her man.

Ranma was right, and Tanya knew it. It was just as he said. Until she could put her past behind her, there could never be an 'us' with herself and Ranma. He was not willing to play second fiddle to her past emotions over a prince who rejected her, and he outright told her until she could find peace with herself, he would never be able to do anything to betray her. How could he betray someone when he wasn't the main love of her life.

As her hands gripped at the stone floor, Tanya breathed heavily. Between the guilt, the confusion of motions, and her god-damned period, the ex-High Priestess of El Dorado felt like she was going to throw her guts up.

Which is what she did.

Her discourse finally having left her, Tanya started to stumble away down the hall, barely noticing the small, pudgy, chicken-like think with the mop and bucket that was crying its eyes out. All she could think of what had happened.

"Ranma doesn't want me... He's never wanted me..." Tanya thought sadly.

Shaking her head, Tanya got herself out of such thoughts. "No." She told herself. "He wouldn't have explained it like that to me if he didn't want me. He doesn't want to be overshadowed by my love for Prince Stryyp."

Sighing, Tanya knew THIS would be difficult. She couldn't' just give up Stryyp now. There was so much she wanted to do. So much she needed to tell him. So much she wanted to do with him!

"And there's no way he'll ever do THAT with me," Tanya thought sadly. "The only way I could do it is if Stryyp thought NOTHING of that werecheetah at the time, and I realize he..." Tanya grimaced, "L-l-loves that bimbo..."

Tanya sighed. The only way she'd accomplish THAT is if she had the means to make a...

"Wait a minute!" Tanya cried out in shock. "I'm in a fucking fairytale world for crying out loud!"

And with that said, Tanya got back onto her feet, and was running. She had to find Rook!

(-)

Ranma growled huskily as he forced Six onto her stomach. She was 'face down and cheeks up'. His hand rubbed and caressed her dusky ass for a moment, just loving the absolute feel. She was so soft. "I wonder if this is how all dragons are," Ranma thought idly.

Cooing in pleasure, Six wiggled her hips a bit. "Ranmaaaa..." She whined rather cutely. "I need you noooow... Please don't leave me waiting!"

Smiling wide, Ranma nodded his head. He had to agree with the former drake. Who was he to keep her waiting?

"But first," Ranma said with a lustful smile. His hands roamed all over Six's naked body, caressing her all over. He wanted to get a feel for every spot of the drake that he could. There was just so something alluring about these women now that he had just let loose and allowed himself to start screwing their brains out.

Six whimpered and bucked her hips. She felt as Ranma brought her back, hugging him to her as she sat on his lap. She could feel herself laying back against his broad chest and chiseled stomach. Oh gods damned she loved the feel of all that fur! "Ranma..." Six moaned huskily. "Give it to me!"

"Oh?" Ranma asked playfully, using one of his hands to give her left breast a squeeze. "Give you what!"

Blushing, Six screamed, "It! IT!"

"But what is 'it'?" Ranma asked teasingly as he nipped at Six's neck. He brought his hand down to feel her slit with his fingers. God, she was ever so soaked. He knew she was just enjoying this.

Blushing further, Six wondered why Ranma had to tease her like this. "I want you cock..." She said softly.

"What was that?" Ranma asked again, leaning his head forward.

"Your cock!" Six screamed. "I WANT YOUR HARD COCK!"

Smiling ferally, Ranma said, "Okay!" he placed his arms underneath Six's armpits to lift her up, and then brought her down.

Rearing her head back, Six let out a primal cry of pleasure as she felt Ranma's hard, thick smilodon-meat enter on through her tight folds. God damned, he was filling her more than Fauntleroy ever could!

(-)

Covered head to toe in bandages, the Dark Elf Karia groaned as she sat down on a nearby stump to try and relax. Dammit. That stupid tree-hugger hippie Weapons Master and her legions of furry friends! Because of all the mauling she had to go through they did have to set up camp before reaching Trine because there was no way they could keep going and make it at daybreak. And since it didn't seem like little miss tree-hugger wasn't going to get moving, they might as well sleep there again tonight and make it to Trine around afternoon tomorrow.

Her eye twitching, Karia stared at the blonde bimbo of a Weapons Master, as she was bent over and talking to one of those bushy-tailed bastards known as 'squirrels'.

"Chirp, chirp chirp, chirpity chirp?" Lily asked the little squirrel in squirrel tongue.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirrup, quip, quip, chip!" The little squirrel answered back. It then hastily added, "Quip, quip, chirrup, chip, chirpity, chirp, chirrup, chip, quip, quip, chirp!"

"QUIEP!?" Lily shrieked in absolute shock, her eyes wide in disbelief.

"Quip, chirp, chirrup, chirpity chirp!" Said the little squirrel with a nod of its head

Nodding her head slowly, all Lily could say to that was, "Chirp..."

Karia, who had been starting to feel ill from the unbelievable sickeningly cute display, grumbled, "I still don't know how the hell you do that."

At Karia's voice, Lily turned back to look at the Dark Elf seriously. "That thing..." Lily began slowly. "It's not a full smilodon."

"Eh?" Karia asked in confusion.

Looking at Karia still, Lily explained, "The squirrels... The... The were smilodon would take time to talk to them... He was so lonely... So sad... They swore they could feel as a rage was slowly building in him, threatening to break out at any moment," Lily sniffled. "The squirrels were very sad every time the smilodon cried! He cried, Karia! He cried!"

Karia looked at Lily as if she had grown another head. "Oookay... That still DOESN'T explain WHY

"They can see tinges of gold to his pelt..." Lily started slowly, "And the tiniest marks of darker fur around the eyes; eye stripes, really." Lily looked up to stare into Karia's eyes. "As well as spots."

"...SPOTS?" Karia asked incredulously. "ON A TIGER!?"

"Yes," Lily answered with a nod of her head."

Karia just stared at Lily for a long time. "Girl..." The Dark Elf started, "What are you smoking? And why aren't I getting any!?"

"Karia..." Lily began slowly, wondering how to explain this. "The spots can't easily be seen because they are same color as the pelt. But if you study the smilodon's fur closely... You'll see outline of spots."

Nodding her head, Karia asked, "So what does this mean?"

Smiling brightly, Lily answered truthfully. "HE'S GOT CHEETAH BLOOD!"

"WHAT!?" was the cry from Karia that could be heard for miles around. Birds were suddenly taking to the air from the forest.

(-)

With a veritable smile on his face and in his unbeating heart, Rook chuckled as he walked over to the wall of his throne room. Pulling down one of the torch-holders on the wall, a piece of the wall slid back to reveal a series of shelves filled with Crystal balls.

"Heh. My most sacred of treasures," Rook thought happily. "My event recording crystals."

Placing one in the center of the room, Rook sat back onto his throne. "On," was the only word Rook called out.

It was then the crystal came on, and an image appeared in the air. There was writing that said, "Elven Babes Publishing Presents: Eleven Babes Gone Wild 3 - Sensational Sylvan Slut Symphony"

Rook chuckled with glee as the image of a Dark Elf and a Forest Elf appeared. The Forest Elf was tied up in all sorts of bondage as the Dark Elf was heating up her whip over an open flame. There were many Elven males present, ready to give the tied-up Forest Elf slut what for!

And then the door to his throne room opened, dispelling the Crystal.

"Dammit!" Rook growled. He started to see who would dare intrude and saw the Kryn woman stomping over to him. "Listen here, bitch you better have a good reason for-"

Rook never got to finish his ranting as Tanya grabbed Rook roughly by his shoulders and pulled him down to eye-level. "ROOK!" She yelled in his face.

"...Yes?" Rook managed to say in a rather pathetic voice.

"Does your castle have an alchemy lab?" Tanya asked, her eyes burrowing holes into the undead knight with her stare.

"...Yes..." Rook managed to answer pathetically.

"WHERE IS IT!?" Tanya screamed.

Raising a shaking finger, Rook pointed in a general direction. With that, Tanya dropped him and left without another word.

"Damn," Rook grumbled as he cracked his neck. "What's her problem."

(-)

Jane just stared as Six was riding Ranma for all her worth. Or rather, was getting pounded into as though Ranma were a jackhammer.

"Oh, YES!" Six cried out, not caring in the slightest her face was covered in Ranma's spunk from an earlier ejaculation. "GIVE IT TO ME!"

Growling playfully, Ranma slapped Six on the ass hard as he continued to pound his meat into her sore pussy. This girl just knew how to keep him going.

Rearing her head back, Six just moaned in absolute passion as she was fucked senseless by the over-endowed smilodon.

Smiling, Ranma tauntingly said, "I don't hear any screaming."

"Then give it to me harder!" Six hissed. She then did indeed scream as Ranma thrust harder into her swollen sex.

Her eye twitching, Jane turned and left the area, a trail of sweat trickling from the side of her head.

(-)

Rook smiled. "Oh yeah! Yeah! YEAH! Do it, baby! Take that sucker all the way in! YEAH!"

However, Rook's crystal went out again and was replaced by the image of a certain Vampire Queen. "Woah! I didn't know they had a Tanya look-alike."

Her eye twitching, Natasha shouted, "ROOK!"

Wincing, Rook sat up. "Oh! Shit! I forgot this thing can act as a communication crystal!"

"Indeed..." Was all Natasha said as she looked down with a frown on her face. Growling, she than snapped, "And pull your pants up!"

Grumbling, Rook did as told. "So, what brings this on?"

"I called to ask if you had located the smilodon yet!" Natasha asked.

Blinking his eyes, Rook said, "As a matter of fact..."

(-)

Smiling, Ranma laid on the ground, hugging Six tightly. Goddamn, that girl was a ride and a half.

However, with the libido sated, the stomach growled angrily. How dare it be forced to wait for its meal!? Oh, there would be hell to pay, yes there would!

by Philip Weigel

The dark haired Dark Elf looked at the blonde bimbo Amazon Weapons Master seriously. "Werecheetah blood? You mean he's related to the Wear Cheetahs?" The Amazon nodded as the two sat on some logs around a campfire.

The Dark Elf frowned and looked into the fire. 'There's something not right about all of this.' Karia looked at her quasi-friend seriously. "How do you see out of all that hair?"

Lily shrugged, causing her over-endowed chest to bounce lightly. Karia shook her head, of course, the action caused her a little bit of pain as she was still in bandages from the killer mutant squirrel attack. "Whatever... But I wonder."

"Hmm? Wonder what?"

'Why the hell I'm stuck in the wilderness with you.' "Well, why the heck are you so excited about him having Cheetah blood? He's still a Were Smilodon."

Lily nodded. "I know. But I'm also the leader of the Amazon Breeders." The blonde blinked, even though no one could see it. "Hey, that rhymes." She then placed her fingers to her mouth as she giggled.

The Warmage rolled her eyes at her over-endowed companion. Not that she herself was shabby in that department, she was just far more muscled than most. "Whatever. I know that you're the leader of the Amazons, so what of it?"

"Well, don't you see it?"

Karia blinked and wracked her head for whatever it was that the woman was implying. "See what?"

Lily sighed and shook her head at her fellow Weapons Master. "You don't get it do you? This is the PERFECT chance for the Wear Cheetahs to come back!"

Lily then scratched her head and wondered why Karia had just face faulted. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? she says." Karia grumbled to herself. "I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S WRONG! We're hunting him down because he attacked one of us! He's freed prisoners left and right! He's sworn to hunt us down! He's kidnapped several females already! Need I go on?"

"But why?"

"Eh?" Karia wondered what the heck her pseudo-friend was getting to.

Lily took a breath. "Why would he kidnap girls? Why not just eat them or kill them? By the way... Where's the female one?"

Karia shrugged and shook her head. "Honestly. I don't know." The Dark Elf took a look at the fire and just watched it crackle and snap. "No one's seen her for some time now."

Lily nodded. "Well... Why would the Were Smilodon kidnap people? And why does he just stay away from everyone?"

"Probably because he's smart enough to stay away from people that are trying to kill him?" She said, only half sarcastically.

Lily sighed and just relaxed a bit. After a bit she spoke up and looked directly into Karia's eyes. "Let me ask my question... Why has he kidnapped the women? You want to know why? He's lonely."

"...Say what?"

Lily shook her head. "He's lonely Karia. How would you feel if you had to rely on no one but yourself? You'd do what you could to keep people around."

Karia was silent and looked at the fire for a good long while, watching as it snapped angrily into the air, as if sensing Karia's hostility towards the Were Smilodon. "I suppose so. But how can you bring the Were Cheetahs back?"

Lily smirked. "Selective breeding."

Karia groaned. "I should've guessed." Karia then narrowed her eyes at Lily. "Just how are you going to do that though? Remember that rhyme?"

Lily nodded. "Uh huh. Still sends shivers down my spine."

"Well, don't you think that if he knows that we're Weapon Masters that he'll just attack us?"

"Well, there's two of us..."

"And I'm the better fighter between us."

Lily ignored her. "So he probably won't attack us since we outnumber him and are two of the best fighters on Jade. So all we have to do is talk to him about bringing the Werecheetah race back."

Karia looked at her friend like she was an idiot. "Um, I hate to burst your bauble here... But he did break out Weapons Master G'Nolga from prison and now the two are on the same side."

Lily blinked. "Well, you'll just have to stand there and take the blows for me while I try and talk some sense into him."

Karia started to shake her head violently. "Nuh uh, no way, no how! I am NOT doing that... There's no... way... you... can... Darn it!"

Karia dropped her head in defeat as several LEGIONS of evil mutant squirrels and other cute little critters came out of the forest to stand behind Lily. The Amazon Weapons Master smirked. "Well?"

"Fine, fine. I'll do it. But I won't protect you if he get's past me."

"OKAY!" Lily clapped her hands together happily.

by Matdeception

Durpan; A major city of the Western continent located at the uppermost left corner of the continent. Located to the west of this great city is the 'Great Dwarven City"; one of the only town where the story and often sought after mithril ore is mined and forged into many useful and expensive tools used by people all over Jade. Mithral is typically then shipped to Durpan, for selling and distribution making that city one of the true economic tycoons of the world.

Like all major cities, Durpan is a mesh of people all ranging from different religions to beliefs to completely different species. Visiting Durpan one will find themselves quickly immersed within the carrying cultures that all of Jade had to offer, which is why one will find numerous scholars flocking this city in their respective researches.

The Ruling body of Durpan consists of the acclaimed Conclave; A ruling body that helps enforce the Laws of Magic, as well as furthering the always evolving research of the Unknown.

It truly is a wonder of a city.

Theo rubbed sleep from his eyes, tired from the heated discussion raging about the room and between hot headed mages over the possible threat of the smilodon. It had been going on for days, and at the current rate Theo highly suspected it wouldn't end until Doomsday.

"Sirius, we are well aware of the missing women. There is no conflict with this fact..." Dee'm said, rubbing his left ear lobe, "... We simply can not assume the smilodon is the culprit responsible for this act."

Sirius was a High Elven mage of the mind, a powerful man in his own right. He had served on the council for the better part of 50 years, and though often times he was considered a wise and benevolent voice within the order, he had started to become a voice of illogical reason and homicidal madness since his daughter, Syliva, had turned up missing. Not that anyone blamed him, but it made any of his statements highly suspect.

"I'm not a fool, "Dee'm. It can't be mere coincidence he chose of all people to take my daughter captive when he did. He had ample opportunity to kidnap any number of others. I tell you, all of you, this threat is more dangerous than you realise." Sirius finished in a snap, slamming his fist down loudly.

The hated being here, listening to the similar arguments. He hated listening to the constant bickering that lead to nowhere. As it was, he was only waiting for Julia to show up. Hopefully, she had come up with something to finally end this madness.

Outside the Conclave meeting...

Julia rubbed her eyes. Jumping dimensions always made them itch. "Everyone okay?"

"Yeah Mom." Gina rubbed her butt where she had fallen, "Damn it Seance! Couldn't you have 'ported us somewhere with a softer ground?" she patted the hard cobble stone, "Like silk pillow soft?"

Seance chuckled weakly, "Sorry Gina."

Nodoka smoothed her large kimono, "Hai Digger-san."

"So... what now?" Brittany asked, chewing on her lower lip nervously as she eyed the empty stone and marble Antechamber the group had appeared in. She didn't like unfamiliar places very much, and she liked this situation even less. A piece of her heritage was being hunted by people she knew, and in her own way loved. She didn't know whether to be furious or depressed about it.

Julia blinked, clearing the last of her blurry vision before glancing about the room curiously. "Good, Antechamber of the Conclave." she said as she moved to a set of rather imposing doors settled at the far end of the room.

Every single conversation in the room died when the doors were kicked open, a small group of people making their way in as if they owned the place.

Julia stepped forward from the group, Seance slinking off to the side and returning to Theo. "Honored Mages... I believe it's time we have a talk."

Theo had to restrain a relieved smile when his wife rudely took control of the room. He knew she wouldn't be very pleased with the orders she had been given concerning the Smilodon. Of course, it wasn't really an order, more like a request, but when it came from the Conclave she might as well have considered it an order.

Not that it mattered. She was the Armsmasters, and so long as she didn't break the code the office held she was beyond the law. "Ah, welcome." he said with a grin, continuing when no one stepped forward. "I take it you have something to bring before this Conclave, Honored Armsmaster?"

Julia spared Theo a glance, before nodding. "I have come as this Conclave summoned." Bugue looked ready to say something, but Julia waved his comment off with a cruel snarl, "I know what you want, and I can't allow it."

The Chamber did erupt then, arguments streaming by so fast Theo couldn't make hide nor hare of it.

Julia waited until the volume had dimmed some what before continuing. She pointedly looked at Gniess, "Tell me, Gniess. Nearly twenty years ago you and the entire Conclave passed a decree that all with were-cheetah blood would be protected to the best of this Conclaves ability, so that no harm should befall the weakened raced. So that it could continue, and not be forever snuffed out."

Theo wondered what the hell Julia was getting at. The whole reason that Law existed was because she herself, with his help, had pushed for it to get passed so Brittany would be that much safer should someone threaten to destroy her. Just what is she...

Theo blinked, noticing for the first time the presence of another were-cheetah in the group Julia had arrived with. Who the heck was that?

Gniess coughed irritably, but nodded, "Yes, that is true. I fail to see how this pertains to the smilodon threat. Perhaps you could..." he sneered a bit, urged on by his pride. He would not admit he was wrong! ".. enlighten us as to the relevance?"

Julia grinned, stepping around the room in a slow confidant gait, her grin growing colder as she spoke. "The smilodon you fear, hunt and hate is under the protection of the very Conclave who has ordered it's death, dear Gniess. You see.." she motioned to the older were-cheetah, ".. This is Nodoka Saotome, Ranma Saotome's mother!"

Gniess spared the were-cheetah a glance, honestly surprised there was another one, but he shrugged nonetheless. "Good for Ranma Saotome." he had a sick feeling Julia was about to drop a bomb on him.

"Yes, yes indeed. Ranma Saotome is part were-cheetah... and parth smilodon."

Silence descended into the room as people began to make the connection with the smilodon threat, and the fact Julia brought forth that law.

"You've gotta be shitting me!' Theo nearly shouted, which caused Bugie, Gniess, Dee'm, Balthazar, and even Julia to blink at him in shock.

G'nolga hissed as she descended into the blistering hot water, enjoying the slight uncomfortable agony of nearly searing water splashing against her skin.

Rook was a bastard. Everyone knew, and accepted this fact. He was undead, much like everything else in his god forsaken castle, which wasn't a surprise. Thus, they had little need for Hot baths, deodorant, food, or any number of things.

Which is why G'nolga had been moderately surprised to discover a hot pond located in the courtyard of his castle. Of course, she realized she probably had peepers watching her even now, but she really didn't give a damn about them.

Ducking under the water to wet her hair, G'nolga emerged from the steamy water with a satisfied gasp, glad for the chance to wipe away the sweat and sticky fluid rubbed all over her body from her coitus with Ranma earlier.

"G'nolga?"

The dwarf turned slowly to the voice, a questioning eyebrow raising when she spied the purple haired woman known as Jane. "Jane."

"Ah.." the woman was always so sure of herself, always seemed to be in control of her situation and of that little bratty dragon Six. So G'nolga was quick surprised to see a despondent and dejected look about the woman. "Can I join you?" she asked, looking at the water longingly.

G'nolga shrugged, falling back into the water, "Be my guest." she grunted.

"G'nolga?"

"What?" the shorter woman snorted, leaning up against the side of the pond.

"What.." Jane started, before sighing, "What was it like with Ranma?" she didn't blush, in fact she looked scared about something.

G'nolga wasn't a bashful person, not by a long shot. She was, however, highly uneducated in the pleasures of the flesh, and thus could only tell the Dragon the truth as she saw it. "He's the best lay I've ever had."

"Really?" Jane gulped, suddenly looking back towards the castle with narrowed eyes.

"Yes, really."

Silence erupted between the two for abit, until G'nolga realized.. "Hey Jane, where's that brat at? I thought she never left your side."

Jane snapped around, splashing the dwarf by accident, "Ah.. she's.. busy.." she mumbled with a demure blush growing on her cheeks.

"Oh? Are you two..." G'nolga eyed the girl questioningly.

".. Uh.. 'Are we' what?"

"Lovers?" G'nolga bit out snidely.

"What!" Jane screeched, eyes widening in shock that anyone could even suggest such a thing to her. "I would never be caught dead with that girl like that!"

G'nolga shrugged, "Whatever." and promptly lost interest. That Jane had something for Six, that much was obvious even to her. But what, she really didn't know.

by Matdeception

"How long are they going to take?" Brittany grumbled from where she sat, in the Antechamber where they had appeared first. While she, and Nodoka obviously wanted to stay in the room to hear the final say in the matter concerning Ranma, the mages had demanded a certain sense of protocol be maintained.

Nodoka snorted, fingering the sheathed Katana in her lap as she nervously bounced one knee, "I don't know."

"Who knows sis, mom look damn serious about it, but those old guys looked serious too." Gina supplied, squeezing her sister's hand. She knew her sister was nervous, angry, desperate, spiteful, and mean right now. It amazed her how her sister could go through such emotional mood swings, but she had long since grown accustomed to them.

"Excuse me?" the three women blinked, looking at the owner of the new voice. A short human girl with dazzling red hair and freckles dressed in long blue robes. "My name is Aura, It was requested of me to show you ladies to some living quarters while the Conclave is in session."

Nodoka sighed, standing too her feet, "Very well. I assume because they are giving us rooms, it is going to take a very long time for them to reach a final conclusion?"

Aura sweated slightly, "Ah.. sorry. It's the way things are done."

The next day..

Rook looked at all those who had gathered, before chuckling, "Well... let's get to the point then."

Ranma nodded nervously, occasionally taking glances at G'nolga and Six. He out right ignored Jane, who had been giving him murderous glares since she caught him and Six in the act. He didn't have to ignore Tanya, she seemed entirely preoccupied with something else. Still, when she did look at him, she seemed rather forlorn. "Ah, yeah. So, uh. Rook? Whats up?"

G'nolga had felt the tension in the air almost immediately. She would need to have a talk with that boy, he seemed to be upset and lost about what they had done. "Great.." she wasn't the talky feely type, so talking to Ranma about what they had done was going to prove to be a big problem.

"Well, I was wondering if you could perform a small.. favor for me." Rook said, leaning back in his chair and gazing directly at the boy.

"What?" Ranma drawled.

"There are certain people being held against their will within a prison of sorts to the south. Now.."

"Sure." Ranma shrugged.

"What?" Rook blinked in slight shock. There was no way it could be that easy, could it?

"You want me to break out some of your buddies from Jail." he snorted, glaring at the thing, "You suck at manipulating, y'know that right? Nabiki would eat your dead ass for lunch." Ranma gave the others a glance, before returning his gaze to Rook.

"Look, Rook. I'll do this for you, but not right now. I need a few weeks to take care of some things, y'know? Keep promises I made and all that."

"Ah.. how much time, is that? What's the problem?" Rook asked. While he wasn't in any hurry to break out certain individuals from Jail, he at least needed a reason to give Natasha for the delay. Besides, this would give him some more time to figure out his boss's interest in the Smilodon, whatever the heck it might be.

"Few weeks?" he looked at G'nolga.

"What, boy?" She glared right back.

"Few weeks to get you back in tip top shape, G'nolga!" Ranma rolled his eyes, "You've been in prison for a year, I felt a lot of your body last night, remember? You were becoming pudgy.."

"What did you say!?" G'nolga snarled, jumping out of her seat in preparation for kicking the boy's ass.

Rook chuckled despite himself, "Well G'nolga, you did ride him last night."

"Look G'nolga." Ranma began, glaring at the dwarf in return, "I promised you I would help you defeat Julia Diggers in a fair and clean fight. Your skills have degraded some in this last year, and don't you try to deny it none! You ain't foolin no one!"

"Boy, I'm going to make you eat those words!" G'nolga snarled, before breaking eye contact with the boy by turning her head and staring at the floor. Damn that boy! Did he have to bring up their night together? She wasn't bashful in the least, but he had called her pudgy!

"Thirty-Eight!" Six whined, hugging onto the girl sleepily, "Do we have to be here! I'm soooo tired and sore!"

Jane snapped suddenly, ripped from her thoughts about a certain pigtailed boy and him sleeping with someone she considered her responsibility, "You shouldn't have fucked Ranma then! You know how you get!"

Ranma blushed, turning to Rook again and missing the glare from G'nolga. "And Rook."

Rook blinked, "Yeah?"

"Don't you think for a moment I came here and I'm doing this favor for you." he shrugged, "I came here for Hanza's sake mostly." he pushed away from the table, and left the room, quickly followed by G'nolga who looked ready to kill the boy.

"Tanya." Rook called out before the girl could leave the room.

"What now, Rook?" the Kryn glared back.

Rook chuckled, before shrugging, "Just thought I'd let you know. The Diggers are in Durpan right now. Theodore, Julia, Gina... Brittany.."

"Your point?"

"Strype is nearly all alone on Earth for the time being.. just that gender bender and that slut there... just thought I'd let you know." he said with a final shrug, before vanishing in a pillar of flame, teleporting somewhere else.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Staring intently at the spot that Rook had stood shortly before vanishing, the ex-High Priestess internally seethed. Tanya knew that the undead bastard was just trying to goad her into doing something, to manipulate her for some reason that only he knew...

And for some reason, she actually felt like indulging the undead bastard... AND herself in a little endeavor, thanks to the information that Rook had dropped in her lap.

But that left another question. Should Tanya do this? She knew there was no way in hell that Stryyp would just be with her. As much as she hated to admit it, her Prince's heart belonged only to the bouncy, big-breasted bimbo.

And still another question ached in the Kryn's heart... Did Tanya even still WANT Stryyp? She went through so much trouble to try and reclaim the love of her life the last numerous times. Being shrunk, being made a pet, being made a fool of, being beaten, and being imprisoned. All these outcomes, all these trials, and NOTHING to show for it.

Yep, Tanya knew that she had gone through a lot of shit. Any lesser person would have given up after being shrunk down to five inches, but not her! "And that why I have more headaches to show for it," Tanya thought sadly.

And still. What reason did she still have to follow a veritable pipedream? There were other people out there! Tanya knew it! There was Ran-MANY OTHER MALE SPECIMENS! Yeah, that's it! Tanya knew she wasn't getting any younger so it was time to find some nice male specimen besides Stryyp. She couldn't just spend her time pining over someone out of her reach...

...But could she just put it all behind her? Could she honestly put Stryyp behind her? Could she act like the past twenty-five years of her life were a total lie!?

Sighing, Tanya knew her heart was weighed. On one side, Stryyp, on the other side, Ranma possibly some other man who she could love, yeah, that's it. Really! She had no one specific in mind. Nope! As long as she was happy.

"Hmm... But I still have my project," Tanya thought bitterly. Since she had her run-in with Ranma after the pervert had had his way with Tanya, the Kryn had felt confused. She thought at that time that she had to do anything she could to get Stryyp. Or put him behind her. Or both.

That was why she spent all her time in the Alchemy lab of Rook's castle. It wasn't too much to push some of the undead zombies with magical potential inside, and it was a real pain-in-the-ass to shoo out the perverted skeletons that were hiding in the cauldron, but Tanya finally had a place to work. And, much to Tanya's surprise, after taking in inventory of what that bastard was stocked up on, Tanya could see there was quite a bit to work with.

And that was when Tanya had started work on the item. One that she knew would help make Stryyp more... 'Agreeable' to seeing things her way.

"Basically a lust potion that would make him so horny, who wouldn't care who he was fucking as long as he got off," Tanya thought irritably. She would have tried this before, but some of the ingredients needed were not in her collection or available to her at the time. "Who knew that Rook had a jar of Care Bear hearts, Red Dragon toenail clippings, and the rarest of all elements, Green M&M's?"

Thanks to the 'generously donated' ingredients from Rook's Alchemy lab, the potion was brewed, but Tanya knew she had to let it sit for a few days for it to be complete. Depending on how long she let it sit, it's effects would last anywhere from a simple screw, a few hours, a day, or even a few days!

And even better, she could sue this soon! The man who should have been her husband would be mostly alone. All she had to do was take care of that damned Rakshasa and that slut who was half the bimbo, and half the whiny blonde bitch.

But that left the question. Who could she get to help her?

(-)

The former Wyrm looked over the Kryn with a critical eye. Thirty, er, Jane could tell possibly hundreds of thousands of things were going on in Tanya's head all at once. "And it more than likely has to do with the 'Stryyp' person," Jane thought. "But that name... Why does it sound so familiar to me?"

Schooling her features in thought, Jane had to think about it for a moment. It was then that the truth hit her like a sack full of bricks. She remembered a cat-man who had tiger-patterned fur, who wasn't a werecat. She had seen him at the Archaeologist Society's Banquet Hall, AND again a few days later when he had assisted Gina Diggers in Uhm Di Turrok, the Halls of the Extremely Dead. "And he was called 'Stryyp'."

Jane wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it all. It seems this group of Misfits really was entwined in more ways than on. She was about to ask the Kryn what she planned to do about this turn of events, when the woman just picked up and left the room without a word. "Probably to do some planning," Jane thought critically.

The former Wyrm was taken out of her thoughts when she heard a yawn and felt a tug at her shoulder. "Mmm... Thirty-Eight," the former Drake began, causing Jane's eye to twitch, "Can we go to bed now? I'm really tired."

Frowning, Jane sighed. Goddamn, this girl was more trouble than she was worth at times. "All right, fine. We'll get you to bed," Jane answered.

But Jane didn't get a response back. Six was already asleep as she leaned against Jane. Sighing, Jane wrapped an arm around Six and pat the former drake's shoulder. "You ditz," She mumbled.

(-)

In a darkened room, Rook stood by his communication crystal. The image of Natasha could be seen in it rather easily.

Hell, it was such 'crystal clear' reception, he could see she was sitting on her throne and getting a manicure by one of those former secretaries, Maharet, Rook thought her name was. Damn, she was a fine piece of ass, (too bad he couldn't get her to give him the time of day. No blood, no love.)

"So, Rook," Natasha asked as she looked intently at her undead minion. "How has the smilodon been since he's been staying at your place?"

"Fine, I suppose," Rook said. He then answered irritably, "Although the bastard's been getting more sex in the past twenty-four hours than I have in the past twenty four years!"

Natasha smirked. "It's to be expected. He looks to be quite the specimen indeed."

"Yeah, yeah," Rook said irritably. "All I know is, is he did agree to help me save some acquaintances of mine that are currently imprisoned."

"Really?" Natasha asked. "When will it take place?"

"Three weeks," Rook answered plainly.

"Oh?" Natasha asked. She then frowned and stared at Maharet. "If you break another nail, I'm personally putting a stake through your heart."

"Sorry, Mistress," the vampire apologized quickly before going back to trying and fix her mistake.

"As I was about to say," Natasha started. "Why so long?"

With a smirk on his face that Natasha couldn't see, Rook answered, "He wants to retrain G'nolga. He said she was getting 'pudgy'."

"Ouch," Natasha said in sympathy

Nodding his head, Rook answered, "Indeed."

(-)

"OW! MY ARM IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BEND THAT WAY!" Ranma cried out in sheer pain as his left arm bent backwards at the elbow, thanks to an elbow-strike from a certain pudgy truly-fit and healthy Dwarven Weapons Master.

Growling at the sheer pain he felt, and in annoyance at the dwarf's condescending smirk, Ranma shifted to his hybrid form. This automatically caused his super regenerative abilities to go into effect.

Snapping his arm into place to allow it to heal correctly, Ranma lunged forward with his other arm. Grabbing G'nolga by her hair, he slammed her ass around the place before tossing her like a shot put. "Lesson One in Anything Goes, you bitch!" Ranma spat out angrily. "ANYTHING GOES!"

Glaring hatefully at the were smilodon who had just tossed her about like a ragdoll, G'nolga grunted and got back to her feet. Maybe she should cut her hair... After she tore this bastard's fangs out! "DIE!"

At hearing that certain 'word of love', which had been repeated by many a fiancées all his life, Ranma sighed a moment before G'nolga lunged out into an attack. "Just don't come crawling to me for sex after this! I need to frikin' sleep, damnit!"

by Matdeception

"Look, G'nolga." Ranma snapped, glaring at the shorter woman. "I'm sorry for calling you all pudgy and stuff when it ain't true. But did you have to kill that pudgy chicken lookin thing? It was just minding it's own damn business!"

"Pfeh. Shut up." G'nolga grumbled.

"Damn, what the heck is the matter with you, anyway?" Ranma watched the woman leaving the room where they had spent the last five hours kicking the shit out of each other. He was very thankful no sex came from it; he was still tired from Six's rather exuberant expression of lust.

"Boy, I've been training my whole life to be the best. I don't need a pup telling me I'm getting weak!" G'nolga snarled back over her shoulder, "Don't you dare think you can tell me what to do because I decided to have sex with you. No one orders me around." she bit hopefully before leaving the room.

Ranma blinked as she left. She thought he was ordering her around because of that? That had to be the stupidest thing he had ever heard of! He may feel a little protective of the woman from time to time, but the last thing he'd want to do was make her think he thought she belonged to him because of that night. "Pfeh, this sucks."

Tanya sighed as she walked through the walls, searching for the pigtailed boy who had promised to help her get her revenge. She had thought about this long and hard, whether to include Ranma in her plans to bury her past with Strype, and no matter how hard she thought about it she didn't think she could handle that gender bending Genn, the slut Brianna, and Strype if they all tried to gang up on her.

Thoughts of asking G'nolga to help were quickly discarded. That dwarf didn't want anything to do with her revenge; she was only focused on getting at Julia, oh, and kicking Ranma's ass for calling her weak. She ruthlessly suppressed all thoughts of that dwarf kicking the boy's ass in other ways.

Asking Rook for help was a thought that died a quick painful death. She'd rather go back to Sanctuary and get raped by the troll bitch Marsha then ask that bastard for help in this. He'd probably mess everything up anyway.

Which left the Dragon sluts and Ranma. Checking on Jane and Six, she had quickly rubbed out any thoughts of involving those two in her scheme. Jane might be of some help, but she just knew Six would do something to mess everything up even worse then Rook would.

Which, of course, left Ranma. The bastard she was starting to both hate, and harbor feelings for. She could admit that to herself, at least since she really started thinking about burying the past with Strype and that bimbo. He had promised to help her get revenge against those who hurt her in exchange for she helping him against the weapon masters and that whore Julia.

Tanya stopped at the doorway where she had last seen Ranma and G'nolga fighting, only to find Ranma performing one of his combat kata's alone in the room and seemingly oblivious to the rest of his surroundings.

But.. she was hesitant to ask him. She realized he didn't like her situation, pining after a man that had fallen in love with another woman. She didn't know how, or why, but she suspected something about her situation reminded the young man about his own past, a past she had never been privy too.

Steeling herself, Tanya walked into the room.

"Ranma."

Ranma stopped his practice, giving the owner of the voice a glance before nodding with a smile, "Hey Tanya! What's up? Here to practice some?"

"Ah.." Tanya hesitated, before walking purposely towards the boy, "No. Look, Ranma, there's something we need to talk about. I need your help."

"Ah.. okay." Ranma shrugged, picking up a towel and scrubbing some sweat from his brow, "What's on your mind?"

"I've decided to bury my past, like you said."

"Oh? Cool." Ranma nodded glad for his friend. Maybe now she could get on with her life.

"There's someone I need to.. see.. one more time before I can do that though." Tanya steeled herself and locked eyes on the boy. "I need your help with this."

Ranma nodded, surprised by the sincere determination in the woman's eyes, "Uh, okay? I said I'd help you when I busted yah out of Sanctuary right? I keep my promises, especially when I make them with friends."

"Thanks.. Ranma." she sighed relieved, that had been easier than she had been expecting.

"So.. what do I have to do?"

"Well.." Tanya tapped her chin thoughtfully, "Were going to have to make a trip to Earth. I'll need you to run 'guard' for me while I talk to him. At the most there should only be two or three people trying to stop me from doing this. Can you help me with those?"

"Eh, sure I suppose." Ranma nodded, before responding confused, "Earth? How the heck are we supposed to get there? I thought once you got to Jade, you were stuck here?"

"Ah.. not quite." Tanya replied, "If you don't have the power to cross the dimensional veil, I suppose it could be difficult to return to Earth, but we shouldn't have a problem with that. Rook's got some scrolls to the Earth realm, and I know the coordinates of where we need to be."

"Ah, cool. When do you want to do this, then?"

"In a few days, I should have everything ready." Tanya replied cryptically; hinting at the fact she was hiding something important, which Ranma completely missed.

"Cool."

by Philip Weigel

Karia groaned as she got up and stretched. As she looked about, she saw that the campfire had gone out last night and that the blonde haired, over endowed, bimbo of an Amazon had crawled up beside her for warmth. Karia stretched her back a bit and a few popping noises were heard. She winced as she remembered that sleeping last night was NOT fun. 'Especially with someone who kicks all night long.' Karia gave a glare to the blonde, who simply rolled over. Karia sighed, irritably as she looked at the blonde's naked form. "But Karia, I don't like sleeping in my clothes! But Karia, it'll be cold, let us sleep in the same blankets." The Dark Elf Warmage muttered to herself. 'That fool kicks harder asleep than what she does when she's awake.'

She shook her head and went to where some bushes where since there was a stream on the other side. As she walked to the river, she heard a noise that sounded quite peculiar.

"OH MAMA!"

"Eh?" Karia stood still and nervously raised an eyebrow. 'What the hell?' The Dark Elf listened closer to figure out what was going on and who was speaking.

"SWEETO! LOOK AT THAT! OH MAMA!" An old voice yelled out.

Karia looked around nervously and decided to go and kick gently nudge Weapons Master Lily into waking up. Karia may be a Weapons Master herself, but the beating that those Evil Mutant Squirrels gave her yesterday, she didn't want to take any chances.

(-)

A few minutes later the two Weapons Masters walked to the edge of the shrubs surrounded by trees and looked down to see a small, wrinkled, bald figure in some brown clothes looking at some magazines. "Oh mama! Just HOW do they get so many replicas of each person down pat?"

Ecchi sneezed, wondering what the heck was up with her allergies lately.

The director spoke up. "Okay Ecchi! You can change forms now. Be any form you want."

The Raksasha nodded and thought about it. She then grinned and changed into what she thought would be a sexy form. She gained a couple of feet, some muscles, black fur, her bust size going up from a size C-cup to a DD-cup and a set of cute fangs and posed. "Ready!" Ecchi then blinked as everyone deserted the set. "But I thought this form would be sexy. Darn it!" The Raksasha-turned-Smilodon pouted as she put her hands on her hips.

Karia blinked curiously as she leaned forward. "Lily, do you know who that is?"

Lily shuddered. "It's a Gnome. Squirrels attack!"

"I know it's a Gnome, but I wanted to know just who... that... was..." Karia stared in disbelief as the Gnome was attacked by a wave of squirrels and carried out of the area. "I don't believe it."

Lily giggled.

by Philip Weigel

A few days later...

Ranma yawned as he sat on Six's back as the flying orange Dragon flew him back to Trine. 'Or is it Trinc? Blasted maps!' He shook his head and wondered, not for the first time, if going back to Trine, Trinc, WHATEVER, was such a good idea. Leaning up to the former Drake's neck Ranma called out to her. "Do you honestly think this is a good idea Six?!"

The Dragon turned to look at Ranma, dressed in a pair of boots, some green pants that would stretch in case he needed to go to hybrid form and a black shirt under a brown cloak. "Yep. You're practically the only one in the group that can. I could, but Jane said it was better for you to do it."

Ranma nodded, turned a bit on Six's back, leaned against her neck and thought about just how he had gotten here. "Why am I doing this again?"

"Because no one knows that your human form is also the Were Smilodon Ranma."

"... Good point." Ranma had to shake his head at the Dragon, at times she was the most immature person around, other times she acted like she knew more than anyone else. 'I can't BELIEVE that I was talked into this.'

Flashback to yesterday...

Tanya, dressed in a conservative green dress, came up to Ranma. "Say Ranma?"

The martial artist turned to look at the black and white cat-woman, he was just dressed in some black pants and couldn't figure out why Tanya was a bit flustered. "What's up Tanya?"

"Well," she began looking into his eyes, "I noticed that there isn't a lot of hygiene in this place for women." She took a breath and gestured to the whole area in which Ranma was practicing, which was a clearing not too far from the hot springs. "There's places to get cleaned up around here... But not enough things around for us women to clean ourselves effectively. And I was hoping that you could go buy some for us?"

Ranma sat down, nodded and thought about it. "I suppose you're right. But why me? I mean, I'm not exactly liked in the cities am I?"

Tanya nodded. "Well, no, you may not be... But you've got an advantage over the rest of us."

Ranma scratched his head and looked at the furry woman. "What do you mean?"

Tanya sighed. "Idiot. Listen, no one really knows your hybrid form and your human form are one and the same."

Ranma blinked and thought about it. "But they really aren't."

Tanya sighed irritably. "Fool! No one knows that you, in your human form, are the Were Smilodon because you look so much different between the two forms."

"Oh." Ranma thought about it and nodded, he really did look different between his two forms. He sighed and nodded. "Okay, okay. Just come up with a list with what ya and the others need and I'll see about getting' you some stuff."

Tanya smiled gratefully. "Thanks Ranma." She then turned and ran off.

Ranma cocked his head to the side and watched Tanya's rump swing back and forth lightly. He licked his lips and then shook his head. 'She's still pining after some guy. I'm not going to do anything right now.'

End Flashback...

Ranma shook his head as Six landed only a Kilometre from Trine. He hopped off of her and waited for her to change back. When she did, she was in her brown and yellow clothes, just with a brown cloak over her that concealed her features.

Six blinked at Ranma, wondering what was wrong. She looked at herself and didn't see anything wrong about what she was wearing, brown and yellow pants, shirt that was the same color as her pants, and her brown gloves with the yellow hearts in the center. "What's wrong? Is it my hair?"

Ranma shook his head. "Ah, no. I was just wondering how you do that."

Six blinked. "Do what?" She didn't think she was doing anything special.

"Um, how do you get your clothes to disappear and reappear like that when you change forms?"

"Oh that. HAHAHAHA! Well, you see, it's Dragon magic. Because of my Dragon's blood, I can send my clothes away when I don't need them, like when I change forms, and when I need them, they come right back. It's instant."

Ranma scratched his head and looked up a bit. "So if you were naked and turned into a Dragon, you'd have clothes when you changed back?"

Six blushed and shook her head. "Ah, no. When I change my clothes disappear and then reappear when I need them to. But if I was naked when I went Dragon, then I'd be naked when I returned to my human form."

"Oh, okay."

by Philip Weigel

Ranma sat down in a small Tavern, a couple of hours later, at a table and signaled the barkeep. When the creature got over to him he spoke. "Some water please."

The creature snorted and went to get some water for the punk.

Ranma looked around and saw that the place wasn't too bad, fashioned a bit like one of those American bars from the old west like in those movies. Looking around he saw just a few patrons, some Dwarves, a Troll, and what had to be the LARGEST elderly lady he had ever met. He looked her over, she looked to be at least eight, maybe closer to nine, feet tall, legs that were thicker than some trees, arms that were nearly as thick, she was wearing a breastplate over her front that looked to be decent protection, her skirt went halfway down her calves, she had a horned helmet on her head and a BAA (Big Ass Axe) sitting by her.

Ranma frowned. 'What's up with all the silver anyway?' He shook his head and nodded to the barkeep as he came back with his water. Giving the creature the amount needed, he listened in around him and choked a bit when he heard Mumsey speak up.

"That rassin frassin, Smilodon. Who does he think he is to hurt MY husband? When I get ahold of him I'll make him wish that he was never born."

Ranma frowned at those words. He didn't recall coming across a giant old man that could be her husband and beating him. 'Great! I bet someone beat up her husband and put the blame on me.' He turned to his left, where a female Jagwere was sitting down. The woman was tall, roughly six-foot-eleven, wearing a nice dress that accented her rather, buxom figure nicely. "Excuse me?"

The woman turned to look at him, her boyfriend, a Werepanther, frowned at Ranma speaking to his girl, but didn't say anything. "Yes? Can I help you?"

Ranma nodded and pointed at Mumsey. "Can you tell me who she is?"

The woman nodded. "Of course. She's Mumsey Brigand, one of the ten Weapons Masters of Jade and probably the meanest, nastiest fighter around. I hear that she's married to another Weapon Master and that her daughter is the Armsmaster."

Ranma blinked, stirring that information around in his head. "REALLY? Well thank you."

The woman nodded and turned back to her boyfriend. "Oh stop it Jake. He meant no harm."

Jake nodded. "I hear you Kate."

Ranma stirred that information around in his head. 'If she's related to the Armsmaster, then beating her will get that self-righteous bitch to come out of hiding.' It may be a bit soon for G'Nolga to fight Julia, but all he had to do after beating the older woman was lay low for a bit until G'Nolga was ready to fight. He smirked. 'This should work out perfectly.' He then signaled the barkeep for a piece of paper and something to write with. While his handwriting sucked, he figured that he could get the message across well enough.

(-)

Mumsey Brigand sat at the counter of the bar, to say she was upset would be an understatement. She had come to Trine to look for the Were Smilodon since this was the last place that he was seen. She had only gotten here a few hours ago, only to run into Karia and Lily, who told her that he wasn't here. The two of them were going to be leaving town soon, but Mumsey, upset with not getting here sooner, had gone to the Tavern to get something to drink to drown her sorrows.

As she drank her ale, she grumbled. 'Stupid Were Smilodon! How DARE he hurt my naughty ninja of nookie?! When I get ahold of him, he'll wish that he was never born.'

A voice spoke up from behind her. "You Mrs. Brigand?"

Mumsey frown and turned around. "Who wants to know?" She blinked upon seeing a whelp who was fairly athletic looking, dressed in a brown cloak, but he didn't look like much. "What do you want?"

Ranma immediately started faking being scared. It wasn't too hard, he just had to remember how he felt, when he was still afraid of cats, around cats, only toned down. "I-I have a, a l,letter for you."

Mumsey frowned and turned her massive body around to face the whelp. "Well? What's wrong?" He looked like he had seen a ghost or something. "Why are you so afraid?"

Ranma shivered and whispered to her. "I g, got it from that, that horrible creature." Actually Ranma was talking about the Bartender, who was a Troll dressed in filthy clothes and hadn't cleaned himself in a while, but let Mumsey draw her own conclusions.

Mumsey's eyes widened and she whispered, mostly to herself. "The Were Smilodon?" She then frowned. "Give me that letter boy."

Ranma nodded and handed her the letter and took off. 'Better get ready, she'll be looking for blood soon.'

Shortly after Ranma ran out of the Tavern, Mumsey stood up to her feet. The Barbarian woman was enraged as she read the letter. "Why that, that ALLEY CAT! I'll show him just why I'm so feared around this place!"

In case one is wondering, the letter read this: So you're one of the pathetic Weapon Masters around here huh? I beat that Ninja easily enough, you're next. By the way... Twinkle, twinkle, eleven in all, one by one, you shall fall, fight or flee, it matters NOT to me, I fight to be free, you fight to defeat me. From your not-so friendly neighborhood Were Smilodon.

Mumsey runs out of Trinc to face the Were Smilodon...

by Matdeception

Ranma closed his eyes, his breath slowing as he reached deep within himself. To the prehistoric heart that had cost him so much, and given him so little in return. It was his gift. It was his curse. It was simply who he was, the part of him he both loathed for the hate it inspired in others, and loved for the purity it held. As his body began to shift, his bones breaking and reforming suddenly as muscles erupted over his form a sudden realization came over him. He had fought against many foes in his life, all wanting a piece of him, or something he had. Be it an unwanted fiancée, better skills in the art, or his love for the fight. Some one always wanted something.

This time, he aimed to give them what they wanted.

The Smilodon!

Mumsey had started to rethink her impulsive move to rush out here and meet the Smilodon threat in combat about ten seconds ago. She was angry, yes, she was furious at the creature for hurting her man.

She wasn't, however, a complete idiot. Tsunami was perhaps one of the best Weapon Masters, only Rhoatan and G'nolga had the chance of defeating Tsunami in personal combat. For the Smilodon to be able to best her Ninja of nookie, he had to be very skilled, or overwhelmingly powerful.

"Maybe I should go find that Karia lass." She mumbled. Two on one odds were better then one on one. She didn't consider Lily as a worthwhile ally. That woman would sooner try and seduce the creature. Damn Amazons.

She froze when a deep, hateful voice echoed in her ears, the sound coming from behind her. "Twinkle, Twinkle. Eleven in all. One by one, you all shall fall. Fight or flee, it matters not to me. I fight to be free, you fight to defeat me."

Mumsey twirled around, swinging her axe around in a blazing arc, hoping to catch the creature by surprise instead of allowing it to finish his god-awful rhyme. Meeting nothing but air, Mumsey blinked before bringing her axe back to the fore.

"Up here."

Mumsey looked up in time to receive a meaty fist to the face. Staggering back from the force of the blow, she swung her axe in a wide arc to ward the creature off long enough for her to get here bearings.

Ranma hit the ground and wasted no time rushing into the woman. He was forced to duck low from her swing, but it wasn't enough to stop the torrent of pain he swore the woman would be feeling soon. Sliding to a stop at her feet, Ranma crouched low and tensed his legs before jumping straight up, claws flashing outward as he slashed the woman vertically along the chest.

Mumsey grunted as a flash of blue light passed by her eyes, along with the claw it was attached to. She staggered back again as her armor suddenly came apart, pain erupting just above her abdomen and leading up to the middle of her breasts as four vicious slashes erupted into being, blood spilling from those wounds.

Ranma flipped back and rolled to the side as Mumsey brought her axe down in retaliation, the ground where the axe hit erupting from the force of the blow. He was a tad to slow to dodge her follow up attack and took a boot to the chest. He grimaced when he heard them crack, stunned by the strength the woman had. That proved to be a mistake when Mumsey followed through with a wicked uppercut.

Flipping back with the inertia of the blow, Ranma cursed himself a fool for leaving himself opened like that. Landing on his feet, Ranma lunged forward directly into her defenses, Mumsey had committed to an overhead strike and was unprepared for the following attack.

"SHINE!" Ranma screamed, his hands burning with blue flames as he unleashed his technique.

Shine, or simply 'Die' was a self discovered Technique by Ranma shortly after his Battle with Tsunami. By utilizing the basics of the Amaguriken, he discovered a way to create small pockets of Chi along his fists each time he pulled back to strike at the woman. The pockets of Chi were left unstable on purpose. Where you had a stable ball of Chi when used in such techniques as the Moko Takabisha, or the Shi Shi Hokudan that acted as a battering Ram, these unstable pockets literally explode upon contact. The benefits to this ability are numerous, but the drawbacks are just as bad. While you cause extensive damage to your opponent, and douse them in 'Ki Flames', the down side is the damage you do to your hands is extensive each and every time these Chi spheres explode.

His arms disappeared completely, the only sign of their passing were faint streamers of glittering blue that appeared each time he launched a fist forward. The sound of bones breaking, anguished screams, and flesh meeting flesh were drowned out by each consecutive blow from his fists, a large sonic boom exploding upon contact and further damaging both defender and attack.

Mumsey shuddered as pain the likes of which she never seen erupted all over her body, the boy's burning Ki fires searing her flesh and breaking the strong bones beneath her skin as if they weren't even there. She could count herself lucky, though. After the first dozen or so hits she could no longer withstand the force of the Smilodon's blows and flew backwards at a fast speed, where she crashed into the ground and dug a trench until the impossible amounts of kinetic force faded away.

Ranma shuddered as his attack went off; wincing each time his fist came into contact with the barbarian weapons master. He knew this attack was risky at best, due to the sheer amount of damage each Chi sphere emitted when it exploded against the body of his enemy, and his own hands.

Falling to his knees as Mumsey flew away, Ranma held his bloody stumps that remained of his hands to his chest, screaming at the pain that flared from his fists before his extraordinary regeneration abilities kicked in. "Holy.. shit!"

Six had been staring at the ocean when the force of the sonic booms reached, the intensity of the blasts dropped her to her knees screaming in agony as her over sensitive ears received the powerful sounds.

She was a dragon, specifically of the air variety. As all flyers know, they tended to rely on their ears heavily to detect subtle changes in the air current to continue their glides. While this wasn't the only way for them to navigate the skies, it was one of their best senses for it.

Small rivulets of blood began to escape her ears as she continued to scream at the agony of suddenly having your brain ignite in unimaginable pain. Slowly, the pain began to subside as her Dragon Blood worked to heal the wounds. Her ears were still ringing, and she doubted she could hear someone yelling at her even if they were only a foot away at the moment.

"Gah.. what was that?!"

Karia snorted, "Lily. I told you a thousand times already. Last report states the smilodon had headed north!

"So?" the bubbly Amazon Breeder pouted. She had wanted to go back to Seer's Hamlet, thinking the Smilodon had just duped everyone into believing he went north so he could cause troubles in the south.

Karia opened her mouth to bitterly snap something about over inflated Bimbos when a pretty little Jagwere appeared from nowhere with a delirious look in her eyes. "Are you the Weapon Masters?! Please! Tell me!"

"Whoa! Calm down girl. Yes, we are. What's the meaning of this." Karia grabbed the woman by the shoulders, holding her steady, as she seemed to be on the verge of nervous shock.

"Tavern!" she shouted, "A boy came into the tavern and gave Weapon Masters Brigand a note! He looked freaked out, like he was about to die right there on the spot."

Lily frowned, "What was on the note?"

The girl stuttered, trying to form the words but seeming unable to actually say it. In the end, she just grabbed the note and thrusted it into Karia's hands.

Karia frowned as she uncurled the crumpled note and began reading. She suddenly stiffened, "Lily! The Smilodon is here!" she hissed.

Lily smiled, "Goodie!" she giggled, bouncing a little too much for Karia's taste, "Now we can convince him to surrender to the Amazon Breeders!"

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Karia startled, "What the heck was that?!"

Mumsey struggled to her feet, wincing as she felt her broken ribs begin to break through the skin. Unable to endure the pain she immediately fell to her knees, a torrent of blood escaping her mouth and splattering over the ground. Ugh, she always hated the sickening copper taste of blood.

Ranma, hands fully healed thanks to his unusual regeneration abilities, calmly walked up to the kneeling weapons master, a vicious snarl on his lips. "Damn! She should be out with all the damage she's taken!" he thought as he ran up to her and grabbed her by the head, before introducing her face to his knee.

A sickening wet snap of bones breaking reached his senses as Mumsey fell backwards, the right side of her jaw erupting in blood as the bone broke through the muscles and skin.

She fell back still, and for a moment Ranma was hoping this was the end of the fight. He didn't want to kill her, and despite the ungodly pain she would be feeling until she could get to a healer, she wasn't in danger of dying yet.

He had to suppress a gasp of disbelief as the woman began to reach for her fallen axe. "You stubborn bitch! Just give up!" Ranma crowded, raising his boot up to kick her in the head.

He never got the chance to connect with the strike, however as a burning Mandala of flame sprung into being and slammed into his back, blasting him forward and away from Mumsey.

Rolling with the sudden attack, Ranma grunted as he hit the ground and flipped to face the asshole that interfered with his fight. A dark elf with long ears and white as snow hair, wearing a stringy one piece that barely conserved any bit of her modesty. "Who the hell are you?"

"Karia." the dark elf spared Mumsey a glance, before sneering as she rushed towards him, lighting crackling from her fingertips as she drew closer to him. Ranma frowned, backstepping as the girl got closer. She was up to something, but he couldn't figure out what.

"BLIND FLARE!" The Dark elf brought her hands together when she reached ten feet from the boy, a large flash of light erupting from her hands and blanketing the entire area in its luminance.

Ranma grunted. He hadn't been able to cover his eyes in time to avoid the attack. He looked around blearily, only able to see small shapes of varying color in his vision. He knew Karia would push the attack now that she had him at a disadvantage, and he swore if he got out of this alive he'd step up his blind fighting training.

Karia was planning no such attack. Mumsey, on the other hand, was. having grabbed hold of her axe, she began focusing her energies into the blade itself. The edge of the blade began to hum as a gold arc of light started to surround the weapon. When she was ready, she pulled back and flung the axe at the stumbling were-smilodon.

Karia had backed off and was preparing to subdue the creature. No, it wasn't for Lily to get her grubby little hands, nor was it for any Good Samaritan reasons. It was for vanity and pride. Capture the creature that so many had failed to? It would be more then a boost to her pride, but a huge jump to her popularity. She never god her chance though as a shimmering axe flew past her directly at the smilodon

Ranma's vision cleared just in time for him to see Mumsey's shimmering axe slammed into his chest, passing right through bone and muscle and flinging him a good twenty feet back where he fell, motionless with large amounts of blood pooling around his body.

"NOOOOO!" Lily had arrived just in time to see the smilodon take the deathblow to the chest.

Karia grimaced, watching in sick fascination as the creature stopped moving completely, dead. "Shit."

Mumsey would say something, but her broken jaw wasn't any help in this matter. She was glad, extremely so that the bastard had fallen, and to her blade no less!

Lily ran up to the body and fell to her knees, checking for life signs. She didn't have much hope; it was obvious the axe had cut right into his chest, most likely piercing the creature's heart. She knew there was silver on the weapon, too."Mumsey you idiot!" Lily screamed as the bloodied giant warrior struggled to her feet.

Mumsey rolled her eyes, and then winced as vertigo set in. Ugh, she wasn't in the best of conditions.

"Lily.. get away from that body." Karia suddenly shouted, backing up as she watched the impossible take place.

Lily blinked, before turning back to the body.

Ranma reached up and ripped the axe out of his chest, the wound exploding in bright flames before vanishing altogether. He didn't know what the hell had just happened, but was thankful for it. He sure as heck wasn't supposed to survive that blow.

Falling on her butt and backing away from the Smilodon, Lily stared in shock as the creature rose to his feet, gripping Mumsey's bloody axe in his hand.

by Matdeception

Ranma lifted the bloody axe in one hand, pointing it at Karia and Mumsey, "You two, are going down." he snarled as his aura suddenly exploded around him, before vanishing along with him.

Karia's eyes widened when the smilodon had vanished. If he had used magic, she would have been at least able to sense his general location, since she knew what she had to look for. But.. she couldn't sense anything! Well.. not until Ranma made his move.

Ranma snarled as he appeared, slamming the flat end of the battle-axe against Karia's head, the blow sending her to the floor. Rearing up while the dark elf was recovering from the blow, he threw the axe back at Mumsey. The wounded barbarian made a vain attempt to dodge the deadly blade, but fell short when the pommel of the axe slammed into her temple, giving her a concussion and knocking her out.

Karia struggled to her knees; the blow Ranma had dealt her left her seeing nothing but stares. She screamed when the beast grabbed her by the neck, claws digging into her skin painfully before he slammed her face first into the ground over and over and over and over and over again until her face was just a bloody mess and she lost consciousness.

Dropping the elf to the floor, he reared back and viciously kicked her in the ribs, blasting her a good five feet away by the sheer strength of his blow. Glaring at the elf, he spit at her down body before turning to the pink haired woman he didn't recognize. "Now for you."

"ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRR" Ranma winced as Six in full dragon form swooped down from the sky, barely managing to sidestep her landing pad before becoming squashed Smilodon.

"Shit! Six!" Ranma hissed when the Dragon turned a glare on him. She was a helluva lot more intimidating in Dragon form. Heck, he almost didn't equate the smaller excitable girl for this monstrous beast.

"RRRRRRANNNNNNMMMMMAAA!" Six screamed. She wasn't happy, not one bit. Stalking up to boy, she glared, "You're in going to get it when we get home!"

Ranma chuckled, scratching the back of his head nervously, "Hey.. didn't mean to worry you none." he pointed to Mumsey and Karia, "I kicked those weapon masters asses!"

Six looked over the bloodied and broken bodies, before nodding in appreciation. She was about to say something when she noticed a pink haired bimbo trying to sneak away. Lashing out, Six pinned the girl under her claw, "Who the hell are you!" She growled, zooming up on the pink haired Amazon.

"Eep! Ah! No body!" She squeaked, hoping they would buy that. Six turned her glare to Ranma as he approached, "Out claiming more women, Ranma?" she sounded thoroughly upset about that notion for some reason.

Ranma blinked, "Like hell! She was here when that bitch.." he motioned to Mumsey ".. nearly killed me! I don't know who she is!" Geesh. What is it with him and possessive women?

Six grinned cruelly, "Then you won't care if I kill her?"

Ranma blinked, before staring at the Dragon like she was crazy.

Lily eeped, "No! I'll tell you everything! Seriously! Just don't kill me!"

Six pressed down harder, causing Lily to gasp as more breath escaped her lungs, "Who are you."

"Lily, Head Amazon Breeder."

Ranma grumbled, "Amazon's here? Geesh. I'll never get a break." he then stiffened, "Whoa.. she's a weapons master?" He had heard of Lily before, though he never actually met her before today. People were usually tight lipped about her appearance for one reason or another.

Six snarled, "What are you doing here?"

"I came with Karia! I wanted to convince the Smilodon to return with me!"

"What the heck for?" Ranma asked, confused.

"Ah.. breeding your Were-cheetah half." Lily admitted.

"Huh? Were-cheetah half? What the heck are you talking about?" Six asked, confused. Ranma was a smilodon right? He certainly didn't look like no stupid cheetah

"Ah.. he's a mix breed! Were-Cheetah and Smilodon! Look" Lily panted; it was hard to talk with the little amount of air she was getting, "Spots in his pelt, he's half were-cheetah.."

Ranma blinked, "Eh.. whatever. Look, I know your Lily, the Weapons Master." he glared at her, and she whimpered as the force Six was pressing on her suddenly increased, "But I ain't gonna kick your ass just now. I need some information, then you need to get those two.." he pointed to Karia and Mumsey ".. to a healer."

Six snarled, her ears twitching, "Not much time Ranma, people are coming from Trine." she warned.

Ranma nodded, "This makes three weapon masters I've taken down, you being the fourth. Where are the others? The Armsmaster?"

Lily didn't look like she was going to say anything. Six snorted, the little pink haired dits was probably waiting for the villagers from Trine to come here. Like she was scared of any old mob of idiots. Pressing down harder, she snarled, "Answer the question, girl."

"Leap! Rhaotan!" She squeaked, "They refused to hunt you! I don't know why! But Leap should still be in his fortress, and Rhaotan in the Shadow Elf city!"

Ranma nodded, "That would make Seven weapon masters. Tsunami, Mumsey, Karia, You, Leep, and Rhaotan accounted for. That leaves three others, and the Armsmaster herself."

"I don't know where they are! The other three keep themselves hidden! I don't know why! Last I heard, the Armsmaster was on Earth with her family!"

Ranma nodded, "I believe her six. Let's get out of here." he said, jumping up to the Dragon's back side, "If I see you again Lily, I won't let you off this easy." he motioned to the downed weapon masters, "Make sure they survive."

"Just let me finish her off, Ranma. She'll just bother you again!" Six grumbled.

Ranma sighed, patting the dragon on the neck, "Six. Please, let's just get out of here."

Glaring at the helpless weapon master, Six snorted before shifting her weight off the women, "Just because you asked Ranma." she snarled at the girl, "I better not see you again." before flapping her wings twice and taking flight.

Lily shuddered as the dragon flew overhead. That had to be the scariest moment of her short life. Climbing to her feet, she winced at her tender ribs. Though the dragon could have obviously killed her back there, she at least seemed partial to the were smilodon.

"My heart hurts." she grumbled as a birdie landed near by and looked at her in concern.

by Matdeception

Ranma frowned, "Six? Why are we descending? We aren't anywhere near Rook's place yet!"

Six snorted but said nothing as she circled closer and closer to the ground. She was really upset with him, and didn't feel like waiting until they got back to Rook's castle to give him an ear full of just how pissed off she was!

Descending into the forests near Tessa, she came upon a large enough clearing for her to land. Setting down, she wiped her serpentine head and said in a cold spiteful growl "Get off, now."

Ranma shot the dragon a curious glance, before sliding off down her smooth brown scales to the ground. Turning around, he grumbled, "Look, Six. I had a bad day, can't we just go home? What the heck is the point of stopping here like this?" He was a tad put out by everything that had just happened. First he got drafted into being the baggage bitch for the girls 'feminine' supplies. Then he got in a fight with two weapon masters. Okay, he couldn't blame that bit on anyone but himself, still he was tired and just wanted to go home.

Six's form shimmered, shrinking in on itself as she took her human force, a bright yellow shirt and pants forming into existence with a cute little bowtie appearing around her neck. She threw Ranma a cold glare, a snarl twitching on her lips as she stalked over to the dumbfounded smilodon.

"Six? What gives? Are you gonna answer my question or ign.."

Six brutally punched him in the face, a look of extreme anger etched into her eyes as she did so. He was caught surprised by the attack, taking the full force of her blow and BLASTING a good thirty yards away, where he crashed into a giant oak before slamming into the ground roughly.

"Shit." Ranma groaned, struggling to his feet where he was once again thrown to the ground, this time by Six tackling him in tears where she sobbed pathetically "Ranma! You idiot! Why?! Why did you do it? You could have died back there! I thought you did die when you were hit with that axe!"

Ranma's head was ringing from the blow he had received and the subsequent tackle by an overemotional Dragon in human form. He groaned, "Owie.."

Six grunted, straddling the boy's hips before grabbing his arms and pinning them to either side of his head. She had small slivers of tears of the corner of her expressive brown orbs just waiting to break free, to travel down her dusky cheeks. "Ranma! Why!?"

"Six.. geesh.." he grunted, shaking off the dizzying effects of her attack, "You got some strength in those pencil arms of years." He joked weakly. He was more than tired after the battle with the weapon masters. That hit to the chest took a lot out of him.

"You idiot." she sniffed, face scrunching up miserably, "Why Ranma? I thought I lost you back there. You stupid jerk! You deserve more than a punch for scaring me like that!"

Ranma smiled weakly, "I'm sorry Six, I really am." he then made eye contact with her, noticing for the first time the tears that threatened to spill. Was he the cause of those tears? "Don't cry for me none."

"Jerk." Six sniffled, letting go of his arms and wiping the tears from her eyes. She was surprised when she felt him shift from under her, leaning up and wrapping her petite frame in a warm embrace. "I'm sorry." he whispered into her ear with soothing sincerity.

"Jerk." she mumbled again, weakly this time as she returned his hug. "You and Jane are all I have right now Ranma, don't do something stupid like that again. Please?" she nearly whined, but there was a desperate plea in her voice that reached the normally dense boy.

Ranma just held her there in silence, rocking back and forth with her slowly as she hugged him tightly, her body quivering briefly from time to time as she sobbed. When she went silent in full, he spoke, "I'm sorry Six, I really am. Yer one of my few friends too Six, and if I can help it I promise not to worry you like that again."

Six smiled a bit weakly, pushing away from him slowly, "I guess that's the best I can expect from someone like you."

Ranma grinned, "You know me. Trouble just seems to find me whether I want it to or not." he frowned a moment, "Hey Six? Don't you think we should be getting back to Rook's? We been gone for awhile, I bet they were expecting us back awhile ago."

Six pouted. She didn't want to go back just yet. Leaning forward she gave a husky whisper, "They can wait, I got you all to myself right now, and you owe me for that crap in Trine." before kissing him softly.

Ranma blinked, before shrugging mentally and returning the kiss. Her lips tasted like a bitter sweet cherry, smooth warm lips that teased at the boiling moist tongue that he knew she possessed. Her slender fingers caressed his furry cheeks, holding his mouth to her own as she rubbed her petite muscular body against his larger furry one.

Pulling on her shirt, he snaked one hand under the hem to get at her exposed dusky skin, enjoying the silky warm skin of her back as that hand traveled up, and then back down as he dragged the ends of his claws against her skin, eliciting a strangled gasp from the young woman as he violated her mouth with his rough tongue

Biting down on his lip for the briefest of moments, Six indulged in the coppery taste of his blood as the life fluid trickled through the small wounds before they healed themselves up. Her hands grabbed at the tear in his shirt, the tear that was caused by Mumsey's attack, where she grunted while ripping the shirt apart to get at the furry muscular chest beneath.

Pulling back from the kiss, Ranma growled, "Damn it Six! I was hoping to mend that shirt!"

Six just smirked pushing him back down to his back, "Ranma. Shut the hell up." she growled playfully as she removed her shirt, her pert little breasts bouncing invitingly. "I got you all to myself, and we aren't going anywhere until I'm happy."

"All right, all right." Ranma chuckled, lifting his arms up and cupping her breasts, fore and index finger pinching and pulling at her nipples while he massaged her mammaries.

Six reached up and grabbed his hands while sticking her tongue cutely at him. Pushing them away, she lowered down and began kissing his chest as she worked down, shifting her hips as she worked her way down to his waist. Grabbing his pants, she placed feather light kisses down the side of his crotch as he pulled his pants down, ignoring the quickly hardening cock that jutted from his pants and slapped her in the face. Quickly removing the rest of his pants, she crawled up over him and turned around, lifting her leg up as she positioned herself in the patented 69 position.

Ranma blinked. "Six? What the heck? Where's your pants go?"

Six tentatively reached out and grasped his massive cock, squeezing it as she responded, "Magic." she reminded the boy as she jerked on his cock.

"Oh, right. Dragon magic, clothes, gotcha." Ranma mumbled before he brought his hands up around her waist. He took a tentative sniff of her petals, enjoying the sweet smell of peaches.

Six took a nip of the angry cock head, smacking her lips before taking the cock into her hot warm mouth and lapping it with her slender tongue.

Ranma wasn't idle as Six gave him the best damn blow job of his life, which wasn't saying much since this was actually the only blow job of his life, but that point just didn't really matter anyway. Delving in greedily.

Fauntleroy frowned. He got that feeling something bad was happening again. He just couldn't figure it out though. "Just where the heck are those two?" he growled. Jane and Six had been missing for weeks already. Not that he expected much, but he had told them to check in with him after a month. They were just testing the waters right now as it was, planning for the eventual destruction of Jade once he had regained his true form.

Ranma pushed Six on her back, spreading her legs wide as he guided his purple monster to her dusky tanned lips. Six mewed in excitement, shivering at the feel of his manhood pressed against her Jade gates.

"Do it.. do it now!" the smaller woman cooed, fingers digging into the ground as Ranma lifted her butt up in the air some for better leverage.

It would be considered insane for a woman (even if she is a dragon) of Six's size to even think about taking a monster cock like Ranma's(and pretty much all male were's) hybrid form had. Still, Six was a dragon, which counted for something.

Ranma hissed as he slowly pushed his angry purple cockhead through her petals. It was slow going, however. The head of his cock was the thickest of it, and it was taking lots of pushing, rubbing, and forcing to even get the head in the inch or so it had gone.

Ranma took a deep breath, propping her ass on his knees, he placed his hands on her knees, and began to push outward, stretching the girl as much as he could while bucking his hips, slowly slithering into her hot caressing insides. He knew he would fit; they had done it last time, why not this time?

Six convulsed as Ranma spread her like a stick bird, the electric sensations of his pulsating dick rubbing against her tender nether lips pushing her over the edge. Her fingers dug into the ground as her hot tight little twat spewed a small stream of sticky hot fluid over his organ. If he was bothered by the fact she had already cummed he didn't show it, bucking his hips as he held her legs apart to spear her deeper.

Ranma loved the feel of this woman's pussy squeezing his purple monster, clamping and caressing his organ as he pushed in deeper like a greedy dwarf miner digging for mythril. Her petals were spread to the max, and he was thankful the thickest part of his totem pole was already engulfed. From here, it was all down hill.

Reaching down with one clawed hand, he clamped onto her G-spot and started carefully rolling it between his massive fore and middle finger. Six experienced her second mind blowing orgasm for the night, he tight little twat suctioning and spewing more of her white cream on over his cock, streamers of a white milky substance forcing it's way around his cock to drip down the crack of her ass.

"Damn Six!" Ranma grunted, pushing himself in a little deeper, causing more of her fluids to spell to be forced out, "You cumming a storm down there!"

"AH!" Six suddenly screamed when the boy slammed the rest of the way home, spearing her and tearing through her cervix roughly. She ignored the slight pain, lost on a sea of pleasure. She could feel the monster inside her twitching slightly, depositing precum and further exciting her insides. She had never felt so full until she met this young man, not even Fauntleroy could fill her like this. She could feel her insides encompassing the huge member, sucking it, caressing it, massaging it as she came. "Gimme.. AH AH.. give it to OH! UH UH, Don't stop AHHH..."

Ranma was in heaven; the feel of his entire cock being engulfed by the Dragon's blazing twat was heavenly. The heat of her loins threatened to burn him, only managing to urge him on in complete bliss as he began to pull out, enjoying the steep resistance her pussy muscles squeezed his cock with the action, like they didn't want him to ever leave. Letting go over her g-spot, Ranma brought stopped forcing her legs apart and brought them to his shoulders, where he gripped her thighs for balance. The pressure around his cock increased almost to the point he felt his cock being crushed by the woman's spasming muscles.

Six eyes bulged, her screaming going louder "YOU AHHH! Tear UH UH AH! ME APART! UH AH" Ranma grinned as he began pumping into the eager dragon slut, her entire body trembling with the force of his thrusts and the constant euphoria of being speared to her very hilt.

Ranma's thrusts started to become jerky and uncoordinated as he bit into Six's leg, drawing some blood. He seemed lost in the moment, and unaware he had just bit the woman. Six didn't notice, she was struggling to get breath in her lungs only to fail each time the boy slammed all the way in, forcing her short amount of air from her lungs.

Shaking his head, Ranma leaned forward, spreading her legs as he leaned down and shut the girl's screams with his lips, his thick long tongue sneaking through slipping in between her gasps. Six responded by wrapping her legs and arms around his bulky frame, her fingers clasping the fur on his back.

He knew he wasn't going to last much longer. He never seemed to be able to hold out as long as that first time with G'nolga. His thrusts were becoming faster, more insistent as he pushed for that final moment, the moment he would caress his peak and spray his spunk.

Six broke the kiss roared, an inhuman sound that should never have come from her vocal cords as she felt Ranma's massive cock head burst, spraying his sticky life giving spunk deep in her womb as her pussy twitched and spasmed around his cock. Ranma's thrusting staggered as he continued to push in and out while creaming his life seed. The pressure of his cock pushing in and the sudden addition of his spunk caused her juices to erupt around his cock, spraying out of her pussy in torrents as she thrashed about.

Ranma growled in a entirely too animalistic way as he struggled to keep the dragon beneath him, the woman's body was spasming uncontrollably and threatened to throw him off in the throes of her passion. He would not be denied the complete feel of her last and greatest orgasm to date by his inability to keep the girl from blasting him away.

Ranma felt the girl slacken underneath him after a few more moments of her Dragons roar, tapering off as her tired and worn muscles slackened. Six's head hit the ground, rolling to the side as he tongue hung out to the side.

Grunting, Ranma rolled off the smaller girl and tried to catch his breath as best as he could. God, he was tired. Holding down Six during sex was almost a full work out, and he was already tired as all heck from that near death at the hands of the weapon masters. "I.. think I'll just take a nap, right here." he mumbled to himself, slowly closing his eyes.

As he slowly fell asleep, he smiled when he felt Six crawl over his larger form, straddling his hips and hugging his chest tightly, mumbling, "Hmmm, comfy pussy cat." he wanted to laugh at that, but didn't. He was too tired.

by Philip Weigel

Julia sighed irritably as she stood and listened to the various mages telling her just WHY the law should be exempt from this time. The redhead, dressed in some green fighting pants and a blue shirt, looked around the chamber, truthfully, Julia noted, it looked a bit like a courtroom. "Gentlemen, and women, and trust me, I'm using that term very loosely here, while I can see the fear that Saotome-san's son has caused in the populous of Jade and the fact that he's engaged in some criminal behavior, does that mean we should hunt him down and kill him?"

"YES!" Came the overwhelming response from the mages.

Julia rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming. "Listen to me RIGHT NOW! Out there is a young man who's been alone, hunted and feared ever since he's came here. Yet up until someone told him that the Weapons Master's and myself were to blame for his current state of misery, he had done NOTHING aggressive."

Sirus spoke up and scoffed. The Elf in red clothes bore down on Julia as best he could, so as to appear more intimidating. Kind of hard to do against the Armsmaster of Jade, but he tried. "Then what about when that female kidnapped my daughter?"

Julia sighed, rolled her eyes and looked him back. "I have no clue. You said it yourself, the female hasn't been seen since she let your daughter and her friend go."

Bugie, a little man, who looked like a cone that was weighted on the bottom with arms and a head who wore thick glasses, no legs and a near-constant levitation spell, spoke up. "While there haven't been any reports of her, we have been mostly concentrated on the male anyway. And Julia, whether or not you believe that there is a 'manipulator'," sarcasm was HEAVY in his voice and most of the rest of the council chuckled at that, after all, who could POSSIBLY manipulate them? They were some of the strongest human and demihuman minds around, "controlling things, the fact remains that the male Were Smilodon has seriously hurt Tsunami, one of the BEST Weapons Masters that are known."

Julia's eyes twitched, she was about to say something when the doors to the inner chambers burst open. Everyone turned to see a short human girl standing there. Theo spoke up. "I hope that there's a good reason for intruding Aura?"

Aura nodded. "Uh huh." The short human walked to the center of the room, Julia stood off to the side to hear what the girl had to say. The short human girl with dazzling red hair and freckles dressed in long blue robes spoke. "Just a few minutes ago we received word that the Were Smilodon had fought against Weapons Masters Karia of the Dark Elves, Lily of the Amazon Breeders and..." Aura gulped, knowing that the Armsmaster was in the room. 'Oh I hope she doesn't do something I'll regret.' Aura took a deep breath and continued. "And Mumsey Brigand of the Barbarian Clan. While Weapons Master Lily is unharmed, Weapons Master Karia is slightly injured, her face was demolished by the Were Smilodon's attack. According to the reports, she got off easily enough. But Weapons Master Mumsey Brigand was seriously injured during the fight. Her jaw was nearly knocked off of her face, she has many cuts, several broken ribs, most of which have pierced through her skin, severe burning along those same areas, bruising along the back."

Gniess was concerned about this. 'That creature has defeated THREE Weapons Masters at one time? This is not good.' He looked over at several of the other mages and saw them all with the same expression that he was probably wearing right now, that is, stunned and afraid. "Is there anything else in the report Aura?"

Aura took a breath, she feared what she was going to say next, but she knew that she had to. "Yes... Just before the Were Smilodon attacked Weapons Master Lily, a yellow and orange Dragon swooped down and was apparently angry at the Were Smilodon. At first, Weaponmaster Lily believed the Dragon hated the Smilodon, but apparently that wasn't the case."

Dee'em, a balding Dwarf, spoke up. "Oh? I take it that this doesn't get good."

Aura shuddered, unable to keep calm at what she was telling the council. "It appears... he commands the Dragon. It was by the Smilodon's will that the Dragon yielded in regards to Weapon Master Lily's life."

The council was shocked and afraid at this new development, the mere fact that the Were Smilodon had survived three Weapons Masters was astounding, but defeating them? Not good. The fact that he commanded a Dragon as well? That was three blocks short of Doomsday and approaching at a fast clip!

Julia was in a similar state of shock. She couldn't hide her shock from her face either. Her mother was hurt in a fight, that was fine, even if Julia cared deeply for her mother, Mumsey was a warrior and fighting's a part of her life. This boy, Ranma, was surprising her left and right. The mere fact that he took on not one, not two, but *three* Weapon Masters, and won, but not only that, but he also somehow could command a Dragon? The most prideful and arrogant of ALL races on Jade, all of which REFUSE to be commanded by anyone else! 'Oh gods! This is not good!' She thought to herself.

Aura took the shocked silence as her cue to leave.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Deep, deep within the heart of Rook's Castle, (actually, more like in the outermost wall on the eastern side, facing towards the ocean) there was the time honored tradition of the evil-doers of the fantasy realm. The Alchemy Lab!

However, the Lab was still in use as it had been for the past week or so, (seeing more use than it had in years might I add). After all, Tanya could not deal with any interruptions. No. This potion had to be dealt with correctly, or it would be ruined.

Having stirred the potion for another hour, Tanya dropped the wooden spoon on the table. The Kryn sighed as she sat back in a chair that looked like it was carved from a solid piece of granite with an audible, though somewhat muffled 'thud'.

"Man is my arm tired," Tanya grumbled as she rubbed her elbow with the hand on her other arm. She had been working hard all day. The potion had been properly aged, now it needed to be stirred correctly. And hopefully, that had just been what she needed.

"I hope the potion works," Tanya thought wearily. She had put so much effort into this. She just NEEDED to meet with Stryyp and bang his brains out have a sophisticated conversation like two consenting adults.

Closing her eyes, Tanya shook her head. She needed sleep too. She'd been up for days on end for a while now. "But it'll all be worth it," Tanya mumbled to herself happily. Her work has bore fruit, and she would soon be able to harvest her... 'Nuts'.

However, one thing was bothering Tanya. She had asked Ranma to come down to the Alchemy Lab as soon as he had gotten back. He should have been back hours ago. "He must be laying one of those girls in the castle," Tanya snorted in disgust.

Concentrating, Tanya knew she hated Ranma.

He was a pervert.

He slept around like a slut.

He would probably perform an orgy if given half the chance.

So why the HELL did she give a rat's ass about the guy and occasionally fantasize about herself, Ranma, marriage, a white house with a picket fence, and 2.3 children!?

"I must be an idiot," Tanya grumbled irritably, a little more than annoyed at herself than anything else. Okay, she had to admit, for a pig-tailed boy turned werecat, Ranma was okay.

Hell, who was she kidding? He was frikin' hot!

Plus, there was another fact, which Tanya could not seem to dispel from her mind no matter how hard she tried.

Ranma had saved her that first time in Sanctuary. He didn't have to, he just did.

He had saved her from that shark boating her over to the East Continent, and even gave her food. And when they got on land, he gave her shelter.

Plus he even gave her that really nice cloak she had taken to wearing quite often. It was her favorite article of clothing now.

"Sigh, I must be an idiot," Tanya grumbled. She was falling in love, or at least harboring some genuine feelings over a guy because of a few kind gestures on his part towards her.

"Could it be I'm so damn lonely I'm willing to accept anything," Tanya thought bitterly. "Or are these feelings for Ranma possibly genuine?"

Sighing, Tanya shook her head. She'd find out soon enough. Looking over towards the cauldron with the lust potion, Tanya knew she would. She'd finally get a chance to get over Stryyp, and then she could try to investigate her feelings on her own.

But first to do that, she needed Ranma! "And a way to get to earth," Tanya mentally added.

Shrugging her shoulders, Tanya knew it wouldn't be too hard. She was pretty damn certain Rook had some scrolls here she could use. And then she could finally make a long-time dream come true.

"I just hope my dream won't be a nightmare," Tanya prayed silently.

by S.A.M.

'This is nice. Just laying here.' Ranma decided after he woke up from his short nap. Laying there with Six laying on top of him. The darker Dragon woman was still asleep, not that Ranma expected her to wake up and do anything else for a bit longer, an hour at the earlies.

Sure, he was naked, so was she, they were laying in an open field just resting. But at that moment, Ranma didn't care if he was naked or not. One of his few friends that he had out there accepted him completely, regardless of what he looked like or what others thought of him.

Running his hands, err paws over her body, he just marveled at the feel of the young woman, how soft she was. He could easily feel her muscles that were there, but her body seemed to be really soft when she was relaxing. As he trailed further down, his hands came over her dusky ass as he just cupped it and squeezed it.

Six moaned lightly in her sleep. Ranma stopped, but kept his hand on her rear-end. He leaned his head upwards to get a whiff of her scent. After breathing in the scent of the dark skinned, brown haired Dragon lady, he leaned back and smiled at her. 'So cute.'

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Sitting on the couch, Genn watched the television set in the living room of the girl's mansion in rapt attention. Numerous and various empty bags of chips, a few half-eaten sandwiches, remains of fruit, numerous empty cans of soda, and a whole lot of tissue boxes surrounded her.

While Genn had been forced to stay behind, the Rakshasa did not remain idle. Hell no! She managed to pass the time with the 'As the Globe Gyrates' Marathon that was playing on TV. After all, what else was she to do without Séance around?

Taking a tissue from one of the boxes, Genn wiped at her eyes. "Poor Andrew," she sniffled. "To find out the woman you married was your own sister, your father is a hermaphrodite, your son is your own grandfather, to die in a horrid mongoose incident AND to be drunk on top of it!"

Sniffling more, Genn wished Brianna would watch this sort of stuff with her. It would prepare the lycanthropic for the sorts of twists and turns that modern relationships could take these days.

Still, Genn considered herself lucky. After all, it was because of watching these soap operas that Genn managed to make a relationship with Séance. Sure Genn's mother tricked her and her step-father Dao into helping her, impersonated Genn's best friend, tried to steal Genn's man, jealousy almost killed everyone, and acted like a total bitch... But that was to be expected! After all, Marsha had done the exact same thing on an episode of 'As the Globe Gyrates' a month earlier.

"And speaking of my man," Genn mumbled, "I wonder how he's doing. Oh, I do hope he's okay, what with these matters about the were smilodon."

Genn let out a yawn as she stretched back on the couch, causing an empty bag of Doritos to fall over on its side. Damn, did she sure missed Séance. She couldn't wait for her aura mage boyfriend to get back home. She wanted to give him the proper greeting after all. "Lots and lots of welcome back nookie."

Yep, if Brianna had been there to hear that, one could be most certain she would have been proud of her 'understudy'.

After a moment, Genn was taken out of her reverie of thought as a spark began to generate at the side of thee room. "Someone's gating in," Genn thought. "Maybe it's Séance and the others? I didn't think they could have solved the problem this fast."

However, all thoughts of the Diggers coming back early were crushed as Genn saw the first figure to come out from the swirling vortex that had generated form the sparks of magical energy. It was that black and white furred Kryn all right. Tanya! She had to do something to stop the ex-High Priestess of El Dorado!

Unfortunately for poor Genn, all thoughts of trying to neutralize the threat of the vengeful Kryn, she got an eyeful of what followed Tanya in through the teleportation gateway. Nine feet of black-furred muscle and fangs! "The... The were smilodon?" Genn mumbled in disbelief.

Tanya looked about and caught sight of the Rakshasa immediately. "Ranma," Tanya called out. "Please restrain her."

"All right," Ranma said as he walked over towards the Rakshasa.

Genn walked back and looked up at Ranma. She wasn't afraid of the smilodon due to the legends, hell no. She was just nervous about what he was going to do if he was working for Tanya.

"W-what are you going to do?" Genn asked quietly, stepping back and away from Ranma, the thought about changing into something to beat the crap out of him not even crossing her mind.

Looking down at the horned lady, Ranma answered, "Relax, would you? I'm not going to hurt you," Ranma picked up a sandwich from the couch. "Just keep you out of the way for now."

"K-keep me out of the way?" Genn asked. The answer she got was Ranma suddenly stuffing half of Genn's sandwich into her mouth.

Ranma picked up the kicking Rakshasa and placed her on the floor. "Tanya," Ranma called out as he started wrapping Genn in a carpet like a piece of sushi. "Get me something to tie this with."

"Right," Tanya answered and looked around. She saw the TV and walked towards it. She knocked it over and started tearing out the power, extension and cable cords. "Here."

"Thank you," Ranma asked as he took the wires from Tanya. He started tying them around the squirming carpet. "Stand still, would you?" Ranma grumbled as he tried to get the Rakshasa properly tied and bound.

Genn would have screamed, called for help, or whatever may have you, but she was currently busy nearly choking on her sandwich.

Ranma held up the carpet in his arms. "So Tanya, where should I put her?"

"I don't know," Tanya answered honestly. "Just find a closet or something to throw her into.

"Right," Ranma said. He noticed Tanya moving out of the room. "Where you going?"

Turning her head back to look at Ranma, Tanya answered, "To find Stryyp of course. You stay down here to make sure the other one doesn't bother us."

"Okay," Ranma answered as he opened a door. He smiled as he realized it was a closet. "This'll do," he mumbled as he tossed Genn in and closed the door. He looked back to find Tanya gone already. He sighed as he shook his head. "Good luck, Tanya," He said quietly.

*GRUMBLE*!

Ranma blinked his eyes and looked down at his stomach. "Yeah, yeah... Quit your bitching. I'll get you fed."

And so, Ranma walked off to find some food.

(-)

With a smile Stryyp looked down at his daughter happily as he held her in his arms. He had just fed her with a bottle and he was now getting her down for a nap. "Don't worry little one. Mom will be back home soon."

Stryyp couldn't help but chuckle as Tiffany yawned cutely in his arms. God, she was so beautiful. "My precious little princess," Stryyp whispered quietly. He lifted her up a little so he could kiss her forehead.

As Stryyp held his daughter, he didn't notice the light mist that entered the room.

(-)

It didn't take Ranma long to find the kitchen. A smile came to his face at the veritable size of it. "Hope there's a lot of food here," Ranma mumbled. "I'm starving."

Ranma's stomach grumbled again, telling Ranma to stop talking and start eating. "Yeah, yeah," Ranma grumbled and made a beeline for the fridge. "I hope they got fish," Ranma mumbled as he opened the refrigerator door.

And that is when Ranma got an eyeful of all the fish in there.

And his eyes went directly to the largest fish in there, the one the size of his right forearm.

Grabbing it in one hand, he held it for a few moments. "Hmm... Thing's gotta be twenty or so pounds," Ranma thought seriously.

And so, without second thought, Ranma dug into the fish ravenously, blatantly ignoring the sign on it that said, "Cheetah's Prize Catch! Do not touch! This means you, Bri!"

(-)

Stryyp groaned, Tiffany laying on top of him. Great. Just frickin' great. His body just suddenly froze up on him. "At least I didn't fall on Tiffany," he mumbled.

"Well, well, isn't this a fine mess," came a female voice. Stryyp couldn't turn his head, but he recognized the voice all too well.

"Tanya," Stryyp gasped when Tanya walked over into his field of view. She smiled down at him in an almost haughty manner. "What do you want?" He managed to ask.

Smiling down at Stryyp still, Tanya didn't answer right away. Instead she bent over and picked up the little baby in her arms. She ignored Stryyp's fear-stricken features for the moment as she just studied the baby in her arms; a Kryn with cheetah-patterned fur.

"It would be so easy to finish you off, little girl," Tanya mumbled as she walked about the room with Tiffany. "To take back what is mine."

Sighing, Tanya put the sleepy baby down in her crib. "No more... It's time to bury my past," Tanya mumbled as she gave Stryyp a lecherous grin.

(-)

"BRAAAAAP!" Was the loud belch Ranma gave off. Using a claw, he picked at a space between his teeth. Damn, was that fish good!

Taking the small card he had belched up, Ranma pointedly flipped it over and used his claw to scratch out the little message, "Smilodon was here!" Sticking it amongst the fish bones, Ranma placed it back in the fridge.

"Yeah, being a bastard is good sometimes," Ranma chuckled.

by Philip Weigel

As Gina, Britanny and Nodoka moved through Durpan, the major magical city of the world, they allowed themselves to get immersed with the hustle and bustle of being in a major city on Jade during the daytime.

"It's just like being in New York." Britanny had commented idly. "Just with a bunch of different races and less people."

Nodoka looked around, the Werecheetah was actually a little taller than Britanny and people stopped and gawked at the fact that there was two Were Cheetahs out and about. The Werecheetah in a blue kimono nodded as she looked around, so many different faces that even if she did have a photographic memory she didn't think that she'd be able to remember them all. "It appears so."

Most of the people shook their heads and went about their business after seeing that there were two Were Cheetahs. So another one had survived, big deal! Well, it was a big deal since everyone thought that only one Werecheetah had survived, but oh well.

The group decided to walk further into town on the cobblestone roads and made their way to the center of town. While they were walking, Britanny spoke up. "Mrs. Saotome?"

"Hmm? Yes dear?"

"I have to say I'm sorry for what your son is going through right now." She sighed and her shoulders slumped. Britanny couldn't explain it, but she felt as if she had a great weight on her shoulders right now.

Gina shook her head. "It's not your fault Britanny. How were you to know that her son made it to Jade so many months ago?"

"You're sister is right dear." Nodoka went over to Britanny and placed her hands on the younger Werecheetah shoulders. "You could not have known what had happened did. And for all intents and purposes my son did look like he had died saving people from Saffron."

Britanny nodded, yet she did not seem happy at all. No, she looked like she was ready to cry because of what the people of Jade, people who, for the most part, had treated her kindly and respectively, was doing to someone of her clan. True, he was a mixed breed, but he was still apart of her clan. "It's just... If we had known that he was alive from the very beginning, we could've saved him so much trouble."

Gina blinked, astounded that her sister was acting like this. "Wow Brit. You're actually being mature here."

"I know... HEY!" Britanny mock-glared at her elder sister. The blonde girl in the brown pants and blue t shirt giggled for a bit before calming down. "But seriously Gina, I was thinking about Tiffany. How would I feel if she had to go through this?" Britanny sighed and slumped again. "This is so STUPID! Just WHY should he be feared? Mom said it herself, up until he hurt grandpa, Mrs. Saotome's son didn't even go near people."

Nodoka shook her head and sighed sadly. "I don't know dear. If only... People... Were... More... Open... WHAT THE HELL?!" The two younger women were startled when Nodoka yelled out like that. They blinked in shock as she ran forward quickly, causing a dust cloud to pick up. "Why those... ARRRGH! That does IT! I am SO going to kill those fools!"

People on the street quickly decided it MIGHT be a good time to get the hell out of there... Especially since the pissed-off Werecheetah in the Kimono was glowing an unhealthy shade of blue as she growled at the sign board.

Britanny blinked at the sight of Nodoka ripping apart certain posters on the side of the street. "Gina?"

"Yeah Brit?"

"Why is Mrs. Saotome ripping down posters of a redheaded female with silver highlights in her hair?"

Gina shrugged her shoulders helplessly. "I have... NO clue there Cheets."

by Matdeception

Ranma sighed, sitting at the bottom of the steps with a totally bored expression, "Geesh.. I'm bored." he grumbled, giving the living room and the broken TV a longing glance before sighing deeply again.

"Next time, let's not use the TV cords to tie someone up." he mumbled to himself balefully.

With nothing to distract him, he realized very quickly he was left with a lot of time to just think about things. One certain thought quickly grabbed his attention, and was currently the victim of a rather lot of careful consideration. This was the Earth. He was home, sort of. If he decided too, he could just return to the life in Nerima and put aside all the crap Jade had given him over the previous year. It wouldn't be too hard to hide his nature; of course it would be a bit difficult to explain just what the heck had happened during that battle with Saffron. He groaned as he remembered some of that fight, specifically the glimpse of news helicopters flying just outside the conflagration of flame. Great, they would probably have a picture of him changing into this form.

Did he want to come back though? If you asked him a few weeks ago he would have not only said yes, he would have shouted it. Even now he was still really tempted to say to hell with it and hang around, but three things were holding him back. Well, it was about to be two things, whenever Tanya finished talking to whoever the heck it was up there she needed to talk to.

G'nolga. He still owed her his word. He might have been getting a little.. loose in morals recently, but his word was his word. Maybe he could leave after he got G'nolga and Julia to fight? Hmmm. That still left his last reason. Six. Now that he had time to think about it, the girl had been getting far too close to him. He didn't mean in a sexual way...

"You and Jane are all I have right now Ranma, don't do something stupid like that again. Please?"

He was special to someone like that? He didn't get it. What the hell had he done to earn that kind of sentiment? He wasn't blind, he's been a real asshole since he decided to get revenge, but Six didn't seem to care either. Hmm.. I wonder what her husband would think of all this? What was his name again? Faunty? Fauntleroy? Bleah.

Ranma grunted, standing up. He didn't want to think about that right now. "How big is this place?" he mumbled as he walked around the huge mansion.

Brianna grumbled as she closed the door, "Can today get any worse?" she whimpered, putting her purse and car keys on the stand. Today was just sucking for the Lycanthropic. Actually, her whole week just sucked. She had missed the big trip to Jade, missed the chance to help her sister find a missing part of her clan, and that's not even included how.. unwanted she had been feeling lately.

Sighing slowly, "I wonder if Genn is finished with the TV?"

He could feel the presence of another. Ranma frowned, thinking back to what Tanya had told him concerning the occupants of this house.

One, by the name of Genn, was a Rakasha. Capable of assuming different forms, though Tanya pointed out due to a magical mishap the one here could only transform into differing female shapes, and no longer into a male. She possessed some type of ESP and other mental abilities, but the extent of her power was unknown. He had been pretty disappointed with the ease in which he captured the woman, but he guessed she was just shocked by his appearance. Other people had been before, why not her?

Stryyp'Gia was mentioned, but Ranma crossed that possibility off his mental checklist. He was fairly certain Stryyp was upstairs with Tanya currently, and since he hadn't heard any explosions he figured the two were talking civilly, and that had to count for something.

Gina and Brittany Diggers were on Jade, or so Rook had said.

The last member of the household Tanya had stressed about was a Lycanthropic named Brianna. She told him she was some kind of gun freak who liked to blow shit up for fun. Combat wise, at least from a melee standpoint, she was pathetically weak. However, if she attacks you from at range, you could bet your butt you're in some serious trouble.

Tanya had also stressed about some kind of Peebu, Peebo, eer.. or something like that.

Brianna blinked, a peculiar odor reaching her nose. Taking a deep curious breath, she wondered if Genn had gotten a new perfume. It smelt like a strong musk, only with a hint of something soft and sweet beneath the surface. She hmmed, trying to decide whether she liked the smell or not.

"Hey Genn, is that some type of new... what the hell?" she screeched as she noticed the state of the living room. Their rather expensive TV had been knocked off its stand, the power cord and audio/digital TV wires had been ripped from it's back, leaving stumps with copper wires sticking just out of the end. A mess of discarded cans of drink and ruffled bags of chips laid haphazardly about the couch.

"STRYY.. URK!" Brianna started to yell, until a massive fur hand clamped around her throat, lifting her body slightly as she struggled to break the hold around her neck while ineffectual kicking her legs out.

Ranma grimaced, "So you're the last defender?" he sighed, pushing the girl forward where she stumbled a bit before crashing to the ground roughly. "Did she really need my help for all this?" he asked mentally, stepping forward as the girl struggled to her knees, gasping for breath and holding her neck protectively.

Grabbing her arm, Ranma twisted it behind the girls back roughly, a gasp of pain elicited from the woman beneath him as he applied pressure to her joint. "Scream, or cry for help, and I'll rip your arm out of your socket." he gruffly spoke, "Understand?" he applied a little more pressure to get his point across.

"Yyes." Brianna hissed, pain flaring in her shoulder.

Ranma reached around her neck with his free arm, before pulling the woman up with him, "I'm not going to hurt you if ya don't make me, understand?"

Brianna nodded as best she could, "Yess." Where the heck were her peebo's when she needed them, anyway?

"Do you have to tie the knot so tightly?" Brianna grumbled as the unknown intruder tied her hands behind her back tightly. She was very thankful the man had kept true to his word, and hadn't tried anything.. funny.

"Do you have to whine so much?" Ranma retorted as he finished tying the woman's hands together. "Turn around." he grunted, readying a Gag.

Brianna did as she was told, her eyes widening at the appearance of the smilodon, "Oh my god! It's you! You're alive!" she backed up a little bit in shock, those canines were really something else!

Ranma raised an eyebrow curiously, "Ya know me?" Well, he reasoned, this was the Armsmasters daughter, so she might have heard something from her mother.

"Japan! That Phoenix! I saw you on the TV!" Brianna quickly threw out, before sighing, "We all thought you had died." she blinked then, "Hey, didn't my mom talk to you yet?"

Ranma frowned. The Armsmaster wanted to talk to him? What the heck for? Pfft, she probably just wanted to tell him to go to hell before she finished him off, "No." he growled, raising the rope and gag to shut the girl up.

Brianna sniffed, before shaking her head and backing up a bit more, her back hitting the wall, "But, she took your mom to calm you down! Seriously, there's no reason to do this!"

"What?" Ranma deadpanned, "You're tellin me your mother has my mom, and is using her to get to me?"

Brianna winced; he made it sound like the world was out to get him. God, her head felt really fuzzy. Pushing away the hazy veil over her mind, she forced herself to say, "It's.. It's not like that.. she.. she just wants.." What the hell was going on, it was getting harder and harder at an obscene rate to even think straight.

Ranma's frowned deepened as the girl started to stutter. "She must be trying to come up with a convincing lie." he mentally realized. "Whatever." he grunted, stuffing a piece of cloth into the girl's mouth and tying the gag into place before pushing her down harshly on her butt, using her momentary disorientation to tie up her legs tightly, "Just sit tight, we'll be out of here soon." he said as he closed the door to the laundry room

Brianna panted against her gag. She had tried to tell him, to make him understand her mother only wanted to help him, but something was messing with her head. It was all so hazy, and she noted with a distinct confusion her nipples hardening against her shirt.

Ranma glanced up the staircase, irritated, "Just what the heck is taking that woman so long?!" he grumbled with an irritated frown, idly scratching his neck.

He had been tempted many times to go up and see what was happening, and each time he forced himself to stay behind. This was Tanya's moment; she needed to talk to this guy to put her past behind her. She had promised to help him in return for his help against her enemies, and she deserved whatever time she needed to close this part of her life.

"I just wish it wasn't taking so damn long!"

Something was wrong, something was very very wrong and she knew it. She was so hot, her head felt hazy, and she was sweating despite the air-conditioned room. Her chest felt tight against her shirt, her nipples aching with each inhalation of breath. There was something she needed, she was sure of it, but she just couldn't make that connection.

"Damn... Bri.. cool yourself.. you need to get out of here.. the Smilodon is loose.. in.. your.. ah.. house.." she whimpered mentally, rubbing her legs together as she felt the heat in her loins begin to become unbearable, "Genn.. Stryyp.. Tiffany.. needs you.. stop.."

She suddenly moaned, a distinct glaze settling over her eyes, the muscles throughout her body suddenly bulging slightly as her mind was engulfed by the haze she had been trying to fight off.

In a far to animalistic growl for her, she grunted as her muscles strained against the bonds that held her. Unable to contain the hungry beast Brianna had become, her bonds snapped with a distinct ripping sound. Her hands free, she literally ripped the gag out of her mouth and tore the ropes at her feet to shreds with her suddenly thick nails.

Shuffling to her feet, she stared at the door balefully, before sniffing the air with a curious glint in her eye. She snapped her head left and right, as if she was searching for some elusive scent in the air, before jumping and crashing through the door in a roar!

Ranma blinked, "God damn." he grumbled as he stood up from his seat. The sound came from the Laundry room, which meant that Brianna chick was being a pain in the ass and probably trying to escape, or get help or something. "I wish Tanya would hurry the heck up." he mumbled as he raced off towards the laundry room.

As he got closer to where he had left Brianna, he got the distinct sensation something didn't smell right about this situation.

Brianna stalked through the halls on all fours, prowling the house like a wild beast in search of its prey. All the intelligence in her eyes was mostly gone, and she moved with the animalistic grace of an alley cat searching for her next dinner. She paused as Ranma came into view, raising her head slightly she sniffed the air.

Ranma stumble a bit at the sight of Brianna on all fours, he grimaced as a steady wave of dizziness suddenly overcame his mind, "Gah, what the hell is she doing?" he grumbled, trying to back up away from the strange acting woman. Whatever attack she was performing was seriously screwing with his head, and he couldn't figure out why.

Brianna growled as her prey started backing away, "YOOOOOWWWWWWWL!" she hissed, jumping towards the retreating male, her hyperactive muscles, empowered by the smilodon's overactive pheromones, allowing her to clear the entire expanse of the hallway in one single bound. She slammed into his body, the force of her blow compiled with his attempted retreat and sluggish mind gave him no reprieve as he slammed to the floor, her nails digging deep into his chest as they landed.

Ranma winced as he hit the ground, his mind groaning in agony as he resisted the temptation to go unconscious. He opened his eyes and came face to face with Brianna, here lips twisted into some kind of vicious snarl. Reacting purely on instinct, he flipped the girl away, his shirt being shredded apart by the woman who refused to let go of it as she was flipped away.

Twisting in mid air, Brianna exuded a sense of grace she had never done before, landing on her feet and hands much like a cat as Ranma struggled to stand up.

"What the hell is happening to me?!" Ranma stuttered sluggishly as he stumbled down the hallway in his attempt to get away from Brianna. His head was pounding, his entire body was aching, he felt his Ki going nuts inside him, and reacting to something he couldn't see. "Must.. get.. Tanya.." he mumbled to himself.

Brianna pounced on him again, this time slamming him on his stomach as she viciously bit into his shoulder, gouts of blood mixed with saliva escaping the bite wounds. Ranma groaned under the assault, feeling the last vestige of rational thought begin to escape him as Brianna bit roughly into his shoulder. As the girl on top of him viciously sundered the rest of his clothes, and her own, he felt his muscles suddenly surge with new strength as his mind faltered under the effects of her sweet scent.

Genn wanted to cry out against the injustice of it all. Why did she have to be so stupid out there? She should have done something to stop Tanya and that Smilodon, but she had been so shocked! Now, who knows what that devil woman was doing, or that smilodon for that matter?

Genn grimaced as something slammed against the door, the sound of an animalistic set of growls mixed with yowls and purrs echoing just outside her door.

"Dear god, what's going on out there?" Genn screamed in her mind.

Ranma let off an animalistic roar, butting his head back and slamming it into Brianna's own. The woman winced at the force of the blow; momentarily stunned she could do nothing as the man underneath her threw her off his back. She slammed into the closet door, before slumping to the ground on her butt, dazed.

Climbing up to all fours, Ranma turned to face the woman who had tried to dominate him, tried to force him under her lusts and control.

Brianna was more than just a cat in body. She was human, far more human then most would believe. The cat side of here cried out within her, desperately pleading she allow the beast before her to dominate her, to yield as the Beta. Her human side rallied against those urges, they would allow no one to dominate her. She was herself, she was not meant to be dominated by anyone without a fight.

Forcing away the dizziness she felt, she painfully climbed back on all fours, and prepared to once again force her prey underneath her dominion, until she felt a set of sharp jaws surround her neck, teeth digging into her neck painfully. It was more than that, Brianna's hazy mind knew, it was a threat. Yield and be Dominated, or struggle and be destroyed.

Brianna growled as she began yielding to him, slumping down to the ground, as he demanded by his forceful pushes on top of her body. She contemplated how to get out of this mess, how to turn the tides and dominate the male on top of her. She knew her time was running out, even now she could feel the heat of his body settle over her. Her claws clenched into the carpet, ripping up tufts of the plushy soft material as his claws dug painfully into her hips, urging her to raise her ass into the air slightly. She refused at first, until she felt the jaws clench tighter around her neck in warning of her stubbornness. Hissing hatefully as she raised her ass and spread her legs slightly, she felt the claws at her hips dig in painfully as the grip around her neck lessened.

She knew if she made any sudden movements, those claws digging into her sides painfully would rip her body to ribbons, wounding her grievously and making her even more easily dominated then before, if not kill her.

Ranma settled over the woman, tightening the hold of her hips when she seemed ready to struggle some more as he positioned his cat spear at her dripping sex. He yowled, an electric and entirely exciting sensation rocking through his body at the feel of her heated loins against his engorged cock. Pushing forward slowly, he yowled as his angry purple cockhead pushed against and parted her outer folds.

Brianna hissed, body tensing as she felt the long purple monster begin pushing into her, the male above her beginning to dominate her in full. She shifted slightly, pushing forward only to wince and yowl in pain as that small movement caused his claws to rip into her skin, a steady stream of blood rolling from her wounds and dripping to the beige carpet, staining them red.

Ranma growled at the movement, pulling her back roughly as he fiercely pierced her pussy, no tenderness, no easing himself in, just viciously plundering the moist hot expanse of her pussy. Brianna yowled loudly at the intrusion, at the feel of his monster cock piercing and stretching her vaginal walls with no regards to the pain she would feel. She almost cried in relief when she felt it pull out, but that relief soon turned back to anger as he pushed right back in, continuing at a slow steady pace but gradually picking up speed as he dominated her.

Brianna grunted, with each thrust of his massive steed into her molten depths. Her human half was faltering now, with each push against her cervix, painfully threatening to force it open and give him complete access to her womb. She could fill his sticky hot spunk begin to spill into her, the fluid warmth washing against her insides as he pummeled her tight little twat viciously. She could feel the veins of his hairy cock pulsing inside her, feel the blood pumping through the monster that was oh so thoroughly ravishing her insides. Her breasts were on fire, friction burn from being smashed and dragging against the carpet exciting her nipples and sending shock waves through her body.

Ranma could feel her inner walls massaging and coaxing him, the warm velvety smooth muscles of her Vagina squeezing and exciting him as he slammed into her. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh like music to his ears, the feel of her ass jiggling against his hips each time he smashed into them. Even now he could feel the head of his cock throbbing in excitement, the warm goo of his pre-cum spilling out into the girl, a thick yellow substance filling her up and forcing its way out of her cunt as he pushed more and more of himself into her.

Brianna yowled suddenly as the human part of her finally relented, it's defeat evident as she cried in rapture as she orgasm, hip's thrashing wildly against the steam piston of his thrusts as her cervix spasmed, opening to allow him full penetration into her body and her urethra excreting large amounts of her own spunk, the stench of their mixed fluids suddenly erupted from her abused pussy lips, the odor breaking the last strands of willpower from the animal thoroughly fucking her hole above.

Brianna's yowl heightened in intensity as she felt the monster inside of her suddenly widen at the base, stretching and expanding each and every thrust as his seed began rushing through his organ like a torrent. He slammed home one last time before the head erupted, jism shooting out of the one-eyed-wonder and flooding her womb, the sticky substance sending an entirely ethereal electric shock through her body as their bodies became one for the briefest of moments.

Ranma grunted as his semen filled the mewling woman beneath him. Hunched over her form, he struggled to regain control of his ragged breathing. The haze shrouding his mind slowly began to lift, but he didn't yet realize what had just gone on here. He had no idea he had just claimed the woman under him as an Alpha, the cat mentality of his mind fading away as he slowly regained control of himself.

She was thankful she was already forced against the ground, else she would have collapsed anyway. The sexual act she had just participated in hadn't been the most enduring she had gone through, but all the same it exhausted her like nothing else. As the haze over her mind lifted ever so slightly, she began entertaining thoughts of returning the rough treatment of her coitus with Ranma in full. She didn't realize she had been affected by his pheromones, nor did he realize he had been affected by the pheromones she began giving off in response to his own. She didn't realize her human and cat mentality had been thoroughly dominated by the gasping strong man above her, and she probably wouldn't realize until she had time to sit down and think about it.

Genn reached out with her mind once again, to see if she could detect just what was taking place outside her prison. She had tried earlier, and had nearly buckled under the raw animalistic lust the two separate minds were sending out in waves. She had felt her body react to those mental images, it had taken her some time to calm her racing heart and sooth the pain of her suddenly erect nipples.

Which was why she was extremely happy the raw sexual emotions were no longer blasting through the link as she reopened her senses. Instead she felt her mind pummeled with visions of desperate coupling, but she could tell the actors in this ballet were much more at peace mentally then they had been not so long ago.

Ranma grunted, falling back and pulling the still connected Brianna into his lap. His hands, so rough and hairy, caressed her warm silky breasts, fore and thumb pinching her nipples, rolling them, stretching them. He bounced her in his lap, the velvety caress of her twat sliding up and down his cock stirring the embers of his lust and desire as much as the wet slaps of his spunk drenched waist against her firm ass.

Her mind restored enough to know she wanted more from the cock ravaging her insides, Brianna brought her hands up over his hands on her breasts, enjoying the smooth sweaty feel of his fur as she guided his motions in massaging her mammary. She moaned each time he shoved that rough furry cock back into her folds, enjoying the feel of his blood pumping veins scraping her inner walls, pulsing with his life and excitement. She had already been taken in a most animalistic way, and now that she had more mental control she planned to return the favor in spades. She pushed back with her legs, surprising the boy as he fell on his back, bringing her down on top of him with him.

Peeling his hands off her breasts, she forced herself up in his lap and continued jumping on his molten spear. Ranma, losing access to her breasts, placed his hands on her back where they trailed down her sweaty hot form, enjoying the feel of her tense muscles across her back before he gripped her ass cheeks roughly, pressing her fleshy orbs together to squeeze his plundering cock more.

It was difficult, but Brianna had done it. Twisting her torso and raising her legs as needed, she managed to turn around completely to face the man, the feel of his cock twisting her insides as she moved brought on a bout of high pitched moans and shudders from her body, nearly sending her over the edge as he suddenly leaned up and surrounded her torso in his strong arms, his thin warm lips smashing against her own full moist ones, a heated exchange that culminated in a duel of withering tongues and desperate gasps.

Ranma had been with two women before Brianna, he was hardly what one would consider an experienced sexual partner. Oh, to be sure, he had learned a lot from his run ins with G'nolga and Six, and he found himself comparing those encounters with this one. G'nolga was rough and domineering at first, her gestures, her movements, everything about her screamed in control and refusal to be laid low in ecstasy. She lost steam quickly though, and was quite willing to be dominated, as he had done before Rook so rudely interrupted them. Then there was Six. The woman could be a handful, he knew, but she liked to get things started only to fold up and allow him to have his way with her, obviously enjoying the feeling of being controlled by someone so much bigger than she was (dragon form aside). Six and G'nolga had something in common, however, and that was their tight taut pussies. They were smaller than the woman he was currently banging, and thus provided a helluva lot more pressure on his wang whenever he managed to spread them enough to pillage their hot little holes.

Brianna, he was finding out to his delight, was a much bigger woman then Six or G'nolga, and while she was still a tight fit, he was able to fully impale himself without the trouble of coaxing and prodding her pussy until it stretched enough to take him in full. He dimly remembered a pinching sensation at the head of his cock when he had first been banging her, but that sensation had gone away after he hammered at the obstruction for a while, felt as if it had been pushed apart.

Brianna broke the kiss suddenly, moaning loudly as one of Ranma's hands traveled down the expanse of her back before poking gently and slowly at her rose bud, his big hairy finger touching and caressing the rim slowly, before pushing in gently. "Ah! UH! No.. not there! Ah!" she hissed, nails digging into his back as he refused her plea, pushing his finger in some more. "No.. please.. you'll break my ass.. please.." she whimpered.

Ranma grunted, before pulling his finger out of her ass when she started shuddering. He knew she was actually enjoying it for the most part, despite the pain of being spread like that, but he wasn't in the mood to go quite that far with her yet. He bit down on her shoulder in retaliation to her request, breaking the skin and causing a gout of blood to escape into his mouth. He grimaced at the coppery taste of her blood, before retracting his teeth.

Brianna shuddered as he returned his hands to her waist, picking up the speed of his thrusts. She felt so full, each slam of his generous cock into her tight welcoming folds blasting the breath out of her lungs, his hot breath against her neck as he started panting with the effort of screwing her brains out a welcome distraction. Her body was on fire, her petals clenching and coaxing his cock as she reached her peak and was pushed over in another mind-blowing orgasm.

Ranma felt her velvety smooth glove tighten again around his cock, but he didn't give in to its demand for his spunk. As the girl hiccupped in his lap, body withering in the ecstasy of their frantic joining, he pushed forward and set the girl down on her back, grabbing one long sweaty smooth leg he lifted it up on his shoulder while picking up speed, inciting the woman's withering pussy into a higher state of agitation at the force of his monster tearing into her.

Brianna raised her head, eyes narrowed as steamy tears of passion and pleasure began to leak from her eyes, trailing down her sweaty flushed cheeks as she watched the piston burrow in and out of her snatch with abandon, the rhythmic grunting of the man refused to break under the powerful caress of her clasping pussy. "Please! AHH! Uh uh UH! Come! AHh!" she yowled when he grabbed her other leg and placed it on his shoulder, before leaning forward and raising her ass high in the air while he thrusted downward, the tip of his cock pushing into her womb again and knocking the breath out of her, drool flowing in a steady stream out of her mouth as the man continued his rapid thrusting.

Both lovers we so lost in their pleasure, neither noticed at first as a long spotted appendage began growing from the base of her spine, lengthening into a long tail as her already pointed ears began to shorten into more human like ears, a long black eye stripe appearing under her right eye, before traveling vertically up towards her scalp. It was when her body started shrinking and growing a coat of fur that Ranma finally noticed the changes his current fuck toy was going through.

At first he felt her twat start to suddenly shrink, the pressure against his rod increasing exponentially as she slowly shifted. He felt her tail whip around beneath him, soft fur stroking his balls and separating the crack of his ass as it rubbed up and down his body. The heat of her sputtering twat burned around his organ as he quickened his pace, a sudden onset of lust throwing him into overdrive as the girl beneath finished her strange transformation into a petite, but still erotic, cheetah girl. Her hair darkened in color, changing from a bright blond to a deep orange with dark spots, the length of her hair shrunk as well, her bangs shortening and the hair down her back suddenly shortening to just above her shoulders.

Brianna felt the changes take place as the man forced her orgasm to continue. Shocked at the change, and the sudden feeling of her twat being stuffed beyond capacity caused her to yowl in ecstasy as a sudden unexpected orgasm ripped through her body, her nipples hardening and jutting out as her pussy once again sprayed a load of her now over heated spunk against the ravaging beast tearing into her smaller pussy. Where before she could feel his shaft suddenly expand as he reached orgasm, now she swore she could feel the sperm in the man's cock wiggling it's way to the surface as his balls raised up, his thrusting losing it's rhythm and becoming haggard and harsh as he once again emptied his steamy hot spunk into her body, the amount of spunk spilling from his raging cock head distending her belly slightly as she was packed to the gills in his semen, the excess fluid erupting from her pussy around his cock and clinging to her gold fur and his black spotted coat.

Ranma collapsed over the girl, unwilling to remove his prick from her honey-drenched snatch as he crushed the smaller girl beneath him. He took long shuddering gasps of air, enjoying the quiet sensual warmth of the girl crying in heart pounding pleasure, the feel of her smaller arms and legs now surrounding his body calming and exciting him at the same time. Her hot breath against his neck and cheek urging, tempting, and inviting him to raise his head and mesh his lips against her own, which she gladly returned as the smell of their flowery scent once again pushed them forward in desire.

by Matdeception

Tanya shut the door, oddly focused on the sound it made as it clicked shut. "I'm.. done." she whispered to herself, idly pushing back some of her hair as she stared at the door and all it meant.

The sound of the door closing. Such a simple little thing, and more often than not simply beneath most people's notice. Not this time, and not for this woman. She had done it, she had managed to bury her past, and the sound of the door closing was like a book slamming shut, forever shutting away her past and what it meant to her.

Brianna huffed, mewling in ecstasy as Ranma slammed her so thoroughly from behind, her tail wrapped around his waist possessively as he continued their marathon fuck. She didn't know how many times she had come, how many times she had felt the cock of her lover blast into her, or how many times he had pulled out just to spray his spunk on her face, chest, and back. She was caked in the yummy stuff, her fur sticky and in some place colored most oddly.

Ranma had questioned his sudden insatiable need to screw the willing woman under him. As he picked up the pace and got the girl yowling loud enough to nearly shatter glass, he pondered the strange circumstances that lead to this incident. The woman under him had some type of attack that seemed similar to the effects of the Neko-Ken, enhanced strength, dexterity, and stamina, etc. ect. ect.. well, he guess this was the case, as he only had the explanations of others who witnessed him while he was in this particular state. She was had some kind of strange attack that had thrown his libido into overdrive, and for the life of him he couldn't figure out just what the heck she had done to bring this out in him.

As he felt her steaming velvety glove spasm around his long thick purple furry cock again, he threw these thoughts to the wind. He'd figure it out later, right now he had a fine tight little werecat pussy to finish pillaging.

Picking up speed, he fucked her through her orgasm, the act causing her screams of pleasure and ecstasy to echo all through out the house.

Tanya grimaced as she came down the stairs, her nose flaring as it was assaulted by the strongest scent of musk and sweat she had ever smelled in her relatively short life. "Bill Gates! What the heck happened?"

She frowned, examining her surroundings carefully. "Where the heck is that idiot?" she growled, wandering aimlessly through the house in search of her smilodon companion.

Genn startled awake at the sound of someone banging against the door. Expanding her senses once again, she snorted in disdain before closing them off again. Can't Brianna be just a little bit quieter when she's convulsing through an orgasm?! She had been having the most wonderful dream too!

Tanya gasped in shock as she rounded the corner, her eyes widening at the sight of Ranma slamming his thick long cock into the upraised cheetah patterned ass. She couldn't see the owner of that ass, the rest of her body hidden by the wall.

Still, there was only one person she knew with a cheetah ass, that stupid bimbo Brittany! What the hell was she doing here?! Rook had sworn she was on Jade.

"She.. she's cheating on Stryyp!" Tanya said in horrified shock, before anger erupted in her, "She's cheating on Stryyp with Ranma! That bitch! She's trying to steal my man all over again!" she didn't realize she had called the boy her 'man'. Angry, she walked over to the frantically coupling cats, snorting in disdain as the whore's tail tightened around his waist as the owner of the tail yowled loudly, a steady stream of her spunk escaping her thoroughly packed cunt and splashing against the underside of Ranma's cock and balls.

Tanya, swearing to torture the cheetah-whore, stepped around Ranma and rounded the corner to fully gaze at the bitch before she blew her to hell. Ranma seemed unresponsive to her presence, not that she could blame him with the look of ragged determination and sudden increase in spearing the twat. He was about to blow, and she knew it.

"You bitch! Brittany, I'm going too..." Tanya snarled at first, before she realized she didn't recognize the mewling were-cheetah currently impaled on Ranma's rod and blabbering incoherently as the smilodon cock still ripping into her prolonged her orgasm. "What the.. who the heck are you?"

The unknown-werecheetah seemed completely unresponsive to her question, which annoyed the Kryn ex-priestess to no end. She leaned over and snapped her fingers in her face, her eyes were unresponsive, "Oooookay..." she grumbled. This was weird. "Hey Ranma, who is..." she blinked seeing him unresponsive as well. "Ranma? Ranma!" she snapped her fingers in his face, he didn't seem to notice her as he suddenly stiffened, groaning as he once again reached release and sprayed the small amount of semen he still had left inside of the mewling cheetah-girl.

Tanya frowned, something wasn't right with these two. Summoning her power, she peered into their bodies in search of what might be wrong with them. Her eyes widened as she gazed into the were-cheetah, and Ranma. Both were drugged heavily, but what drug was currently in their systems she didn't know. She rustled through her robes and pulled out her potion. Still there, looking unused as it had when she last put it up. "Okay.." she grumbled, reaching out with her magic and suffocating the were-cheetah until she lost consciousness, but not killing her.

Brianna slumped to the ground, unconscious, her heaving sweaty body stilling slowly as, and Tanya noted this with an amused snort, a satisfied smile came across her tired sweat and spunk-drenched face.

Tanya sighed, smacking her face as Ranma seemed to slowly come to his senses, pulling out of the smaller woman with a loud 'pop' sounding as his dick fully retreated from her now much abused dripping cunt, "Gwah.. I'm hungry." he grumbled to himself.

by Matdeception

"Who is she?" Tanya growled, pointing to the unconscious were-cheetah on the ground with the mother of all glares, her full lips twisted into a snarl as she spoke angrily.

Ranma grunted, picking up his torn clothes and sighing. "Damn.. I lose more cloths to sex then I do ta battle. How freakin lame."

Tanya reared back and smacked the smelly spunk soaked smilodon on the back of the head, repeating her question with a noticeable twitch in her eye, "Just who the fuck is that little tramp!?"

Opening the closet door, Ranma answered her question while ignoring Genn's suddenly wide and fearful eyes staring back at him, "How the heck should I know damn it?! Last I remember I was mindin my business waitin on you to hurry the heck up! Geesh, what took you so long anyway?"

Tanya stiffened, turning her head away from his naked back as she bit out despondently, "We.. had a lot to talk about."

Ranma grunted, pushing the Rakshasa-in-a-carpet-roll to the side as he grabbed two long large blankets, before slamming the door shut. "Whatever. Look. She just appeared, really pissed off at everything I think.. she just attacked me from nowhere, honestly!" He hissed out, covering his large naked body before rolling the naked were-cheetah up.

Tanya sighed, before pulling out the return gate scroll she had swiped from Rook's castle. "Whatever, let's just get out of here, before people start showing up to attack us."

Ranma grunted with a nod, lifting up the were-cheetah in his arms, "Let's go then."

Tanya blinked, before glaring at the smilodon, "What the hell do you think your doing? We are not taking that little slut with us!"

Ranma snorted, "Open yer eyes dumb ass! You said so yourself, you don't know this chick, she shouldn't even be here, but here she is nonetheless. That can only mean A. She ain't suppose to be here, and came only to get revenge or some shit on these people here, B. She's related to that bimbo you keep harping about, Britch, eer, Briatch, eer.." he grumbled, "Damn it. Brittany."

Tanya nodded with a glare, "So? I've put my past behind me, I don't care what that big-breasted no-brain bimbo of a were-slut does!"

"You may have put your stinkin past behind yah, Tan-chan." he said without even realizing he had called her that, "But I sure as heck ain't done that. If this little girl is related to that were-cheetah yah hate so much, and she's related to that whore Julia, then if we kidnap her that will make the stupid Armsmaster come right at us all the faster, right?"

Tanya glared for a moment longer, before sighing. She couldn't fault him his logic, his words did make sense. "Fine, but she's your responsibility. I won't take any of the blame if something happens to her with a bastard like Rook or those Dragon sluts around." needless to say, her opinions of the aforementioned people wasn't very high, not at all. Jane has a saving grace in her aloofness to everything, but Six was a gutter slut as far as she was concerned. The less said about Rook the better.

"Yeah yeah, as if I'd ever let anyone get hurt with me protecting me. Just hurry up, will yah? I'm hungry." Ranma grumbled, shifting the woman in his arms into a more comfortable position.

by Philip Weigel

An hour later...

Ranma stood in front of Rook as he held the little Werecheetah, thankfully dressed, in his arms. "Rook?"

The Undead bastard was looking through his p0rn magazine again as he stared at the countless beauties inside. "DAYYM! How'd they find a near perfect replica of Lily? Hoo mama! I wouldn't mind being able to grab her ass!"

Ranma's eye twitched, about the only reason he wasn't up there beating the tar out of the Undead prick was because he was allowing them to stay at his place. "ROOK!"

"Eh?" The blue armored Undead Knight looked up from his magazine at the Smilodon. He sighed dramatically, threw his arms down somewhat, tossed the magazine to the side and pulled his pants up. "What the hell is it THIS time?"

Ranma shuddered at the scene that Rook had put on, but he mostly ignored it as he glared at the Undead pervert. "I just have a question."

Rook rolled his eyes and tossed his hands up. "What is it THIS time?"

"Why do you have so many pairs of Troll pants?"

Rook shrugged as he walked down from his throne to the Smilodon and tried to stare him down, quite hard to do when you were more than two feet shorter than him. "I don't know. My Deadites and other Undead things just bring them to me when they go out on a raid. Not my fault they keep bringing them here." He grinned under his mask. "Besides, I don't see you complaining." He reached out and...

*SMACK!*

Rook flew back to and THROUGH his throne as Ranma punched him in the chest. Rook shook his head as he got up and glared at the Smilodon. "That was most unpleasant."

Ranma scoffed at him and lowered his arm from where he hit the pervert in the chest. "Look, you can keep your magazines, you can leer all you want, but keep yer Undead hands off of the girls okay? Besides, I don't think that this girl would appreciate you groping her. I went through enough of that with the old pervert back in Nerima okay?"

Rook blinked. 'So little old ladies are perverts now? Oh well.'

It should be noted that Rook had YET to find out about Ranma's gender bending curse.

The Undead Knight in blue armor shook his head as he got up from the destroyed throne and walked back over to the Were Smilodon. "I WON'T do it! You can't... Make... Me... Mommie!" Rook backed up a bit as Ranma started to glow a bright blue. The worst thing for Rook was that while he couldn't sense just HOW the punk was doing that, he could EASILY sense how powerful it was and that it wasn't magic. "Okay, okay! Whiner." He grumbled as he turned around and assessed how much it would take to fix his throne.

Ranma frowned, nodded and was about to leave when he looked out an open window. "Say Rook?"

"What?"

"Do you know any bearded women with pale skin, red eyes and that wears a pink dress?"

Rook blinked. 'It CAN'T be.' "Not really, just WHY do you ask?"

Ranma nodded toward the window. "Well, there's one right out the window, look."

Rook turned around and blanched. 'What the hell is father doing here?'

The bearded "female" Vampire waved to Rook. "Say, can I come in?"

Ranma blinked as Rook took off at a quick pace and got over to the window, closed the shudders and growled. "NO!"

"Aw!" The creature's voice was muffled. "Come on Rook! Let your father in!"

Ranma blinked as Rook seethed. He tilted his head back a bit and thought about it. "Eh? Your father's your mother?"

Rook's eye twitched as he spun around to face the shirtless Smilodon. "DON'T ASK! I have one SERIOUSLY messed up family."

A feminine voice was heard, albeit a bit muffled. "WAHH! MY SON HATES ME!"

Ranma smirked and pulled a line that he heard from a bad joke book. "So you're a mummy's boy eh?" He blinked as Rook seemed to shake with fury. "Um, Rook?"

Rook snarled and clenched his fist spasmodically. "THAT BITCH ALWAYS LIKED BISHOP BEST!"

Ranma winced as Rook's yell hit his ultra-sensitive ears. Shaking his head for a moment and allowing the ringing to stop he looked at Rook seriously. "Bishop?"

Rook slumped and shook his head. "My goody-two-shoes, celibate, priest's brother, who likes flowers more than women!" He took a deep breath. "He's also Undead like me."

Ranma nodded slowly. "Ooookay. Just' leave the girls alone, and I mean ALL the girls Rook. You can look, leer, and make as many comments as you want. But no touching them."

Rook snarled. "Okay, okay! YEESH!"

Ranma grumbled something about getting some food soon. "Feh, anyway, I REALLY should concentrate on taking care of the rest of the Weapons Masters. I've already beaten four of them, one of them's right here, I know where the other two are." He sighed, shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. "I just don't know about the other three. Oh well." He turned to leave and let the smaller girl in his arms sleep in a bed or something.

"Wait."

Ranma stopped at the door and turned to Rook. Ranma blinked because he could SWEAR that Rook was looking smug. "What?"

Rook chuckled as he walked up to the Were Smilodon. "You want to know about the hidden Weapons Masters?"

Ranma blinked. "Um, yeah. Why?" His eyes narrowed a bit. "You know one?"

Rook chuckled deeply. "Yes I do."

"Really? Who?" Ranma could barely believe his luck, this was his chance to get back at one of the Weapons Master's, and he didn't even have to leave the castle this time.

If Rook had lips, he would be smiling right about now. "My brother, Bishop, is one!"

Ranma blinked a few times. "Eh? REALLY?! Then you would know where to find him. And just WHY are you helping me with this one?"

Rook raised a hand and pointed one finger up. "In order, one, he's on the West Continent, and two," Rook held up a second finger, "I hate him."

Ranma nodded, he didn't particularly like hatred, but he understood it better. "Okay. How many continents are there and what one are we on?"

"Two main continents and we're on the Eastern one." Rook chuckled, turned around, and started to walk away. "So whenever you're ready to go after him, I'll give you a scroll that'll send you to him." Rook stopped, cupped his chin and thought about it. "I think I'll come with you."

"Eh? Why?" Ranma couldn't figure it out, didn't Rook hate his brother?

"I hate my brother, but it's been awhile since I've seen him." The Undead Knight shrugged, dismissing the feeling to worthless sentimentality.

by Matdeception

Ranma sighed, before shaking his head in the negative, and shifting to human form. "Sorry Six. I wanna spend time with ya, I just can't right now." he motioned towards the unconscious were-cheetah "Got to make sure this chick here don't try nothing funny when she wakes up, y'know?"

Six's happy go lucky smile slowly faded away into dejection, "Oh.. I see. Ummm" she perked up, smile back in full force, "Promise to see me later?"

Ranma chuckled weakly, "Ah, I dunno bout that Six. Maybe.. maybe not. I mean, I really need to get trainin with G'nolga again, gotta get her ready." he gave her a sincere apologetic look as he said that.

Six kept on smiling, taking his 'Maybe' for a 'Yes', she giggled as she backed out of the room, "Okay Ranma! I'll stop by later to see how you're doing!"

Ranma blinked, then shrugged as he shut the door. "That was weird." he grumbled, turning away from the door to face the slumbering were-cheetah on the bed of his albeit temporary home. He gave her a long examining glance, watching the subtle rise of her chest as she breathed in and out, admiring the pale skin of her underside, her curiously small hybrid body, the way the girls fierce green eyes stared at him in shock...

Wait a minute. Rewind that.

The way her fierce green eyes stared at him in shock. Oh joy, she was awake.

The girl seemed to realize all at once she wasn't where she was last, and that some strange man was present with her in the room. She pushed up against the wall, before blinking in shock as the blanket fell off her form and revealed to the world she was as naked as can be. "Eep!" she squeaked girlishly, diving for the cover before once again retreating to the wall as she stared at the human boy present in the room with her. "Who are you! Where am I?" she grimaced, "Why am I naked?!"

Ranma chuckled nervously, scratching at the back of his head almost shyly, "Eh.. heh. Name's Ranma Saotome, you are in Jade, and yer naked cuz.." he blushed, "Well, cause me and you kinda.. well.. did 'it'."

The were-cheetah stared at him for a moment, blinking in curiosity as she digested that information. Tears started to appear at the corner of her eyes, "You.. you.. raped me?"

Ranma blanched, "Heck no!" he roared, suddenly angry that anyone could even think he'd do such a thing. "Look lady, what's yer name?" he had a very good idea what her name was, but he just wanted to be sure. He had only told Tanya he didn't know who she was because he didn't want to piss the Kryn off more than she already was. She may have buried her past, but everything was far from forgiven.

The were-cheetah seemed to calm down some, her eyes growing distant as if she was thinking about something, "Wait.. I remember.. I jumped you.. didn't I?" she seemed slightly shocked at her own behavior.

Ranma shrugged. "Yo!" he snapped his fingers, bringing her out of her daze, "Name? What is it?"

"Brianna." the were-cheetah said.

Ranma nodded slowly, "I suspected as much. I remember you jumpin me before yah turned into.." he hesitantly motioned towards her current appearance, "..into whatever the heck you are now."

Brianna blinked, looked down out herself and gasped, "What?!" What the heck caused her to change into this body again?!

G'nolga gave the woman an annoyed frown, "What?"

Jane blinked. She had just been watching G'nolga spar with Hanza some, it had been quite boring ever since Six and Ranma had started going at it, "Nothing."

Hanza rolled her eyes; "You've been staring at us for the last hour, Jane. What gives?" she smirked, leering over seductively, "Thinking of testing one of us, hmmm, a little licky licky?"

Jane stared.

G'nolga groaned, "Hanza, shut the hell up." she said as she smacked the ninja on the back of the head. Damn pervert.

Jane shuddered, tearing her purple eyes away from the dwarf and human, "You wish." she snorted. She wasn't that type of woman, at least.. not usually.

Brianna bit her lip nervously, stealing glances at the boy while nervously hugging her blanket to her smaller chest. It was a mixed blessing, as far as she was concerned. She had mind blowing sex and would likely remember their encounter for a very long time, add on to the fact she hadn't gotten any in over a year it did wonders to relieve the sexual tension that had been building up ever since Genn became a female permanently. The bad side, however, was the fact she slept with the man who openly stated he was going to kick her mother's ass.

Brianna blinked, hey.. now that she wasn't gagged, she might be able to explain everything to him! Yeah! Get him to see the light! "Uh, Ranma..."

Ranma was pondering what to do with the woman. Throw her in a cell? Might be a good idea, if he was anywhere else but Rook's castle. That little perv would likely do something while she was locked in that tight confining cell. Damn, that sucked.

He shook off those thoughts, "Eh? What?"

"Ah.." Brianna steeled herself, "Ranma, I'm sorry, about everything."

Quizzically raising an eyebrow, he asked, "Wha?"

She pushed on, "About believing you died back there. We only just found out that you were alive and being hunted on Jade, my mom.. she's doing everything she can.." she frowned as he rolled his eyes, obviously not believing one word of it, "Look. She's trying to get the bounty hunters and weapon masters to back off! That's why she took your mom with her to Jade."

Ranma snorted, suddenly growling, "Whatever. I ain't stupid enough to fall for that shit no more."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Brianna blinked her eyes. "Shit? What shit!? I'm trying to help you out here!?"

Snorting, Ranma sarcastically asked, "Help? HELP!? Oh, you expect me to say, 'gee-golly whiz, thank you so much for getting people on my ass to try an kill me, I ever-so wanted to stop living'."

"No, of course not!" Brianna yelled. She then winced as Ranma just stared at her with an even-leveled glare. "Look," Brianna tried again. "You've got to believe me, my mom's got no place in this, really!"

"Excuses, excuses, excuses," Ranma mumbled. "You're just like everyone else."

"Excuse me?" Brianna asked, most certainly confused.

Rolling his eyes, Ranma leaned back against a wall, crossing his arms over his chest. "Do you know how tired of get of people saying, 'it's not my fault', or them just simply rolling the blame to me?" Ranma frowned. "Like this damn world of Jade, I did nothing wrong. Hell, I saved a family from some bandits when I first got here."

"You did?" Brianna asked. "Wait, wait, I'm confused!" Brianna said seriously. "You saved a family, shouldn't that have put you in good graces or something?"

"You'd think so, wouldn't you?" Ranma grumbled. "But like the people back in Nerima, every 'good deed' I fucking do, just comes back to bite me in the ass," Ranma frowned. "The people were scared to death of me! And then it only got worse."

Wincing, Brianna asked, "Bounty hunters?"

"If it were only that simple," Ranma sighed.

Brianna got the feeling she shouldn't probe deeper into this, but she couldn't help herself. "What do you mean? It was worse?"

Simply nodding his head, Ranma answered, "Bounty hunters, mercenaries, soldiers, wizards, Edge Guard, Death Squads," Ranma looked crossly at Brianna. "Weapon Masters!"

While Ranma looked straight at her, Brianna managed to keep her ground, even though she felt like Ranma's glare was enough to slam her back into the wall. "Please, you gotta believe me," Brianna pleaded. "My mom would never do that!"

Not lessening his glare in the slightest, Ranma point-blank asked, "And why the hell should I believe that? Everyone I know has wanted to kill me for the simple reason I exist. Why would your mother be no different?"

"Because," Brianna started, "She's my mother!"

Ranma snorted. "Oh, yeah, really persuasive. Uh-huh, you should be a negotiator," he bit out sarcastically. He didn't hate the girl, but the fact she was the daughter of the Armsmaster had him more than a little on edge.

"Listen." Brianna tried, slight tears starting to trek down the sides of her face. "My mother just isn't like how you'd believe! She's not a horrible person, and she'd never just assign death to anyone! You've got to believe me!"

Turning away, Ranma had to keep his sight off of Brianna. This trip had changed him a lot, more so than he would ever willingly admit. But there was one thing he knew he'd still have trouble standing up against. A cute crying girl. And be-damn the consequences, Ranma wasn't going to allow himself to be suckered!

"Please," Ranma practically hissed out disdainfully, "Spare me the melodramatics. Your mother putt the price on my head, and now if you think I'm going to just go easy on her you got another thing coming."

"But my mother didn't know!" Brianna stopped at that. She continued "I told you, my mother didn't know, and even if she did, she couldn't have put the price on your head!"

"What?" Ranma asked, slowly turning to look at her. The way she had calmly gone at that, instead of almost on the verge of hysterical as this talk had been stuck out in his mind. "What did you say?"

"I said, my mom couldn't have put the price on your head. She doesn't have that sort of power," Brianna said. She looked as Ranma walked closer to her, towering over her. Brianna was feeling very small before him.

"Explain," Ranma said, eerily calm. "I thought the Armsmaster is the ruler of all of Jade, so what do you mean by saying she has no power?"

"My mom is something of a political head," Brianna answered. "But she alone does not rule Jade."

Leaning forward, Ranma's face was practically in Brianna's. He stared into her eyes for a long time. The eyes were said to be the windows to the soul, and if one could read the eyes carefully, one could see a person's true intentions.

Ranma didn't see any sort of conniving in the girl. He saw fear, and lots of it to be sure; but nothing to indicate that she was outright lying to him.

Looking over, Brianna winced as she felt Ranma placed a hand on her shoulder. She knew she was in trouble now. Until she heard a few simple words.

"I believe you."

Opening her eyes slowly, Brianna asked, "You do?"

"Yeah," Ranma chuckled bitterly as he let go off Brianna's shoulder, and slowly stood back up. "Call me crazy, but I believe you... Somewhat."

Blinking her eyes, Brianna asked, "Somewhat?"

"Oh, I don't think your mother is innocent in any way," Ranma said seriously. "However, I do believe you in that it wasn't your mother's fault entirely. Did the other Weapons Masters talk her into it, or is there someone else working behind the scenes to help sway her?"

Sighing, Brianna knew she was screwed. Damn it, he still wanted to beat the crap out of her mother. "But at least he isn't totally focused on her now," Brianna added mentally.

Ranma frowned at Brianna's silence. "Well, come on! Out with it! Who the hell helped convince your mother to try and send all these people out to try and kill me!?"

Jumping from her spot on the floor a little, Brianna wasn't sure what to tell. Him. It seemed like that he wouldn't stop until he beat-

"The Conclave!"

Brianna blinked her eyes. Why did she just blurt that out!? She looked over at Ranma and saw that he was blinking his eyes as well. "The Conclave?" Ranma asked questioningly. "Who, or what the hell is the 'Conclave'?"

At that, Brianna wasn't sure what the hell to tell Ranma. She looked over at him, she knew he wasn't going to let it just slip. Sighing, Brianna decided to just bite the bullet. Who knows? There were so many of them that Ranma might get tired after kicking so much ass and forget her mother in total. "The Conclave of Mages. They are best described as Jade's 'ruling body'."

"Really? So more than one person actually makes the laws on Jade?" Ranma asked as he took a seat on the bed Brianna had awoken in. "Tell me more, please."

Blinking her eyes, Brianna was surprised at the sudden change in demeanor. He had become angered pretty quickly as soon as she had awoken, but now he was starting to calm down considerably. Best to keep talking to keep him calm. "They are all Archmages, thee best of the best."

Nodding his head, Ranma asked, "How are they elected to office? Do each of the mages represent a town or something?"

"No," Brianna answered quietly. "They are all Archmages, and considered the best of the best. Since they are considered to be educated, they are given all rights to govern over most of Jade."

The mini-lycan winded as she saw Ranma began to frown. "So basically, these people are in power, and not because the people want them there, but because they have greater 'power' than everyone else?"

"That's... One way of putting it," Brianna answered hesitantly. "They are supposed to be the most educated as well."

"Supposed to be?" Ranma asked with a disdained snort. "Meaning, they probably know everything about nothing; know-nothing know-it-alls."

"Hey, that's a little harsh," Brianna said as she looked at Ranma.

Ranma didn't make any sort of apology to that. "But I'm probably right, right?"

It was then that the mini-werecheetah was at a loss for words. She so wanted to say 'no', that the Conclave weren't idiots, but Brianna's own incidents with them in the past have been less than... Pleasant.

The incident with the return of Grave Digger; when Brianna had first taken this smaller body. Boy, Gaja, Nali, Dee'em, and Bugie REALLY dropped the ball on that one, and worse, Gaja died, and Brianna ended up being arrested by corrupt officials... Who then sprang her out shortly thereafter anyway!

Yep, the mages of the Conclave could DEFINITELY be described as a few episodes short of an OVA series.

So reluctantly, Brianna had to answer, "Yeah, you're right. They're a bunch of idiots at times."

Slamming a fist into an open palm, Ranma snarled. "I just knew it! They gotta be the ones who must've done this! Idiots know nothing about me, so they decide I'm a monster, Oh, I'll show 'em, I'll show 'em all!"

Brianna winced. On man, things might have gotten worse...

by Matdeception

Ranma grunted, his thoughts heavily weighed by Brianna's words and explanations. Could he really have pushed all his hate, anger, and disgust against an innocent woman like the Armsmaster? Could he have been in the wrong when he declared his vengeance against the Weapon masters?

"Damn!" he grunted, balling his fists up tightly as he wandered the halls of Rook's castle. If only he understood this world more than he did! If only he knew what everyone else knew as common knowledge. "I need to figure this thing out before I go out and make even more mistakes." He already had enough problems as it was, and while normally he was more inclined to kicking ass and taking names, no matter what, at the moment he knew he needed to avoid making more enemies then he, and his friends, could possibly handle at the moment.

He sighed, "I need to talk to someone..." he mumbled, changing course as the image of a certain dwarf Weapons master popped into mind. If anyone knew what the heck was going on in this place, she would!

"Hanza, you really let yourself go, haven't you?" G'nolga grimaced. Hanza had always been a decent fighter, by her standards anyway, but sparring with the man turned woman was proving to be completely pathetic. She was slow, her skill had degraded to the point she couldn't put up any kind of fight except with the most unskilled members of the Edge Guard.

Hanza grunted, climbing back to her feet and idly rubbing her bruise abdomen, where G'nolga and slammed the flat end of her segmented staff, "Hey! I've been spending the last few months tracking Ranma down! Just when the heck do you think I had time to practice!"

G'nolga snorted, "Excuses, be a man for god's sake!"

"I'm a woman yah bitch!" Hanza screamed suddenly, before blinking and covering her mouth with a look of shocked horror coming to her face.

Jane just watched the two. Hanza was a rather curious mystery. They had explained Hanza had once been a man, but the circumstances surrounding her gender change still eluded her. Not that it mattered, she supposed.

Darkness suddenly overcame her eyes, a pair of warm slender hands covering them up. The owner of the hands giggled some, "Guess who?!"

Jane would have rolled her eyes, if she thought it would have had any weight with the situation, since her eyes were covered the point was moot anyway. "Why, is it the wonderfully packaged body of Balthazar?"

"You're silly!" The same cheery voice replied, "Guess again!"

G'nolga and Hanza just shook their heads in disgust. Damn, that girl acted too much like a child for their tastes.

Jane hmmed, making a point to appear as thoughtful as she could, "Gee, this is tough." she grunted with obvious fake frustration, "Is it..."

Ranma suddenly appeared, "SIX!" he shouted.

"... Six.." Jane grumbled as the hands startled off her, their owner immediately forgetting the game they had been planning. Feeling a little dejected, Jane threw Ranma a glare in annoyance at his sudden appearance.

"Ranma!" Six chirruped, dancing across the floor and hugging onto the pigtailed man.

"Ah.. heh." he sweated a little, "Ah, Six, have you seen G'nolga? I really need to talk ta her."

The dwarf in question blinked, wondering why he just hadn't called her in the first place, "I'm right here, boy." she grunted.

Ranma blinked, wondering why he hadn't noticed her in the first place. Detaching himself from Six, and completely missing the pout on her face as he did so, he walked up to G'nolga with a serious look on his face, "G'nolga, I need to talk to ya about the Armsmaster, and whatever this Conclave of mages thing is."

G'nolga grunted, grabbing a towel and wiping a sheen of sweat from her forehead, "Out with it boy, what's the problem?"

Ranma spared Hanza a glance, the girl looked tense for some reason he couldn't figure out. She was also staring at him in a rather lewd way, but he just shrugged that off as stress. Poor girl needed some help with that. He shook his head, oblivious to Jane's scathing glare and Six's hurt look at being seemingly ignored for the most part, "I brought this chick, Brianna, back from Earth. She told me some things I need yah to confirm."

G'nolga grunted. Brianna Diggers, she knew who he was talking about. She had kidnapped the girl a little over a year or two ago to use her as blackmail to oust Julia from her position as Armsmaster. "Yeah? What she say?"

Ranma decided to jump right to the heart of the matter, "Brianna said her mom wasn't responsible for my whole mess. She said it was a bunch of old smart dudes called The Conclave. What I wanna know, if any of that is true, and if it is, could ya explain it some to me?"

G'nolga frowned, rubbing her forehead in irritation, "Well, I wouldn't say Julia is totally responsible for everything. She ain't the type to let others deal with her problems." she shrugged, seeing the boy frown thoughtfully, "It's probably true about the Conclave. Julia could do something like that, she certainly has the political power, but if she ever did you can bet everyone and their mothers would know about it."

Ranma nodded slowly, " 'kay... So yer sayin this Julia chick ain't responsible none?"

The dwarf shrugged, "I doubt it. Unless she pulls rank, she only really has control over the Edge Guard, and these days they usually run themselves anyway."

Jane frowned, "Not that I care.." she said at first, though none could miss the hint of anger in her voice, ".. but it sounds like this Julia woman is like the Queen of England on Earth."

G'nolga shrugged, never having heard of that woman before.

Ranma nodded, he obviously had, "Figurehead with no real power?"

Jane nodded, "Right."

Hanza grumbled, scratching her neck, "But Julia does have power. I'm willing to bed my life on Julia not being the one who started all the Death Squads, or even if she really wants you dead. Still, she could have stopped it, I know that much."

G'nolga nodded at that, "Yeah, The Conclave would be the ones who'd be in charge of the Death Squads, and yes, Julia, if she wanted too, could have stopped all that nonsense whenever she wanted."

Ranma sighed, closing his eyes. He had been hoping the situation with Julia would be put behind him, and for the most part he thought it was. The Conclave was the true enemy here, though Julia was easily on his shit list. She could have stopped this? Whenever the heck she wanted? Oh, and she's using his mother! That was something he had been trying not to think about too much, he knew if he ever found out where the heck she was he'd go running off screaming bloody murder trying to rescue her.

He had some thinking to do. Looking around the area, he blinked, "Hey.. anyone seen Tanya?"

Some Time Later that Day.

Tanya stared at the Vial of green liquid, the potion she had brewed to forever bury her past. And bury her past she had done. Was it worth it though? Was everything she suffered all these years for worth the agony of the moment?

Opening the window in her room, Tanya gave the potion on last long look before chucking it out the window into the courtyard below. It didn't matter anymore.

by Philip Weigel

Ranma, G'Nolga and Rook walked through one of the hallways of Rook's castle, amazingly, it looked a bit like a High School hallway in America, with doors and adjacent hallways lining the blue-gray stone walls. To, hopefully, keep tensions down somewhat, Ranma walked between the Dwarven Weapons Master and the Undead Knight.

Rook rubbed his forehead as they walked down the hallway to nowhere in particular. "Now just WHAT is the matter THIS time?"

Ranma grumbled something indecent that neither of his companions could pick up. "Listen, remember that girl I brought back with me Rook?" The Undead Knight nodded, although Ranma really wasn't looking at him. "Well, she said her name was Brianna Diggers and..." Ranma trailed off as Rook grabbed his shoulders. "What?"

"Brianna? That freaking Lycanthropic? The one who likes to blow shit up for shitz and giggles? The one who was responsible for allowing that Edge Guard Jagwere to freeze and blow me up?! HER?!"

Ranma winced, held up a hand and placed in front of Rook's face, while his other hand went to his ear and rubbed it a bit to get the ringing out. After a bit he shook his head. "I wouldn't know actually."

Rook face faulted, implanting his armored carcass into the floor. Ranma scratched his head and turned to look at G'Nolga, who was smirking at the scene in front of her. "Is he ALWAYS like this? Or am I just a special occasion?"

G'Nolga shrugged and smirked at the Undead Knight. "He's actually a bit serious when he has to be. And to answer his question, yes, that IS the same girl as before Rook."

Rook got up, dug into his pants pocket and pulled out a viewing crystal. It was a small crystal that only allowed him to see people or objects that were close, such as in his castle when he was there. "Just where did she come from?" He looked into the crystal and spoke. "Show me where Brianna is." He blinked when he saw a small Werecheetah in the crystal and scratched his helmet in confusion. "How the heck is that possible?" G'Nolga and Ranma both looked at him in confusion, so he elaborated. "Last time I saw her, she was rather tall and looked almost completely human, save for her cat ears. Now she can almost pass for a Werecheetah. Most ominous."

In Nerima, Miyo, the Taroh Card girl, sneezed at the table she was sitting at, and wondered what brought that on. She then looked at the cards in front of her. "Hmm, a triangle, a bird, a fox, ice, fire, a Dragon and a cat." She frowned and shook her head. "That makes no sense at all."

If only she knew...

G'Nolga blinked as she looked at the blue armored knight. "What the heck do you mean?" The Dwarf hadn't seen Ranma since he had gotten back up until he had sought her out, so she missed the little Werecheetah that he brought back.

Rook rolled his eyes, crossed his arms and stared at the Weapons Master. "What I mean, ya buddy, is that Brianna, if that was her, looks like a Werecheetah now."

Ranma rolled his eyes as the two argued like idiots. "Don't worry about it, I know that she's Brianna, I saw her change myself." The two looked at him, clenched their fists and nodded. "Okay then, Rook, listen to me, she said that Julia brought my mom here to Jade. I figure that the Armsmasters just going to use my mom against me in this."

G'Nolga frowned at that, Julia wasn't the type to do stuff like that to anyone. If the Armsmaster wanted to take a person on, she'd do it without going behind someone's back like that. She shared her thoughts with her teammates. "However, it is feasible that she took your mom to be questioned by either the mage council or the Edge Guard."

Rook grimaced at the thought of the Mage Council. "If she's with the Mage Council, then we can't do anything just yet." G'Nolga scoffed, and crossed her arms, but before she could speak up, Rook beat the brown-haired Dwarf to the punch. "Think of it G'Nolga. Even if you are highly resistant to magic and I can summon a lot of Undeads, that's STILL the ENTIRE Mage Council of ARCH Mages. Not some half-baked wizards. If we went up against them right now, we'd probably lose. I'd need to figure out some plans first. DON'T forget about what happened between you and Gaja last time."

G'Nolga grumbled but conceded his point. Even with the two Dragons, Tanya, herself, Rook, whatever Undeads he could summon AND Ranma, they'd still lose if those blasted Arch Mages were at full power.

"You know as well as I do G'Nolga that not all of them are Aura Mages either." Rook shook his head and thought about it for a bit. "Still, I DO have an idea."

Ranma looked at him. "Hmm, what?" He was getting desperate to get to save his mom from that evil woman and her friends. Okay, maybe she wasn't evil, but she could have stopped all his problems at any time she wanted to, so he was a bit mad at her for that.

Rook shrugged as if it wasn't too important. "We COULD raid Seer's Hamlet."

Ranma raised an eyebrow at that, it didn't sound too good. "Any particular reasons for that?"

Rook shook his head and shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, if your mother IS in Seer's Hamlet, there's a good chance that we'll find her. Plus there's some added bonuses as well."

"Such as?"

"Such as boy," G'Nolga spoke up, figuring out what Rook had in mind, "There's some of our friends in prison in Seer's Hamlet. Not to mention some weapons and items that we can pick up."

Rook chuckled darkly as a thought came to him. "Plus we can get a chance to remove the Edge Guard from interfering."

G'Nolga looked at him sharply. "It WON'T be that easy and you know it."

Rook waved it off for a bit. "Don't worry about it. We should be okay for the most part." 'Hopefully.' He added to himself.

Ranma nodded and started walking down the hall. "Okay, look, I've got something to take care of quickly, you two tell the rest about this okay?"

After Ranma was out of sight, Rook spoke up a bit angrily. "Who put him in charge?"

G'Nolga rolled her eyes at him. "Don't worry about it, you and I were both going to agree to it anyway." She smirked as she recalled something. "Besides, I have to 'repay' a little debt."

Rook looked at her and blinked, not really knowing what she was talking about.

(-)

Brianna looked up as the door to her room opened. She was still naked, but underneath some blankets now as she just waited for a chance to get the hell out of there. She blinked when Ranma came in and tossed her some clothes. She caught them in her hand and lowered her arm to gaze upon the guy that recently screwed her senseless. "So, what are you doing here?" She said after some time.

Ranma shrugged as he looked out the door. "Hey look, I'm jus' coming ta tell ya that I'm leaving with the rest of my friends for a bit."

Brianna blinked at that. He was leaving? So soon? That meant that she could escape! "Really? Where are you going?"

Ranma rolled his eyes and smirked at her. "Like I'm going to tell you that."