SMST: My Own Worst Enemy! – By DS Wynne


Disclaimer: SM, R1/5, ST and other genres belong to their respective owners.

Note: This is a multi-genre mini-series.

Special Note: This story takes place before the events of "Blackest Reign and a Dark Night". C&C are welcomed.

Author's Note: Lime scent alert!


Part Four


Forty-six weeks ago…

A familiar blue, British police box materializes in a familiar vacant lot, which seemed to be in disrepair.

"We're here," Ranma said, as he checks the readings of the TARDIS. "We have arrived on Earth-13."

"Why does it feel that we've stepped unto a grave?" Donna asked.

"Well, whatever you do, do NOT eat anything on this planet," the Doctor said. "Do not have any intimate encounters with anyone on this planet…RANMA."

"Hey, I know when to keep it in my pants, Doc," Ranma said. "I know of this place, as 'Doctor Ranma', remember?"

"Yeah, sure…"

"Why the extra precautions?" Donna asked.

"Because the environment is…wicked," Jackie said. "Literally."

"Well, we'll see about that…"

Soon, the fantastical four are walking towards what suppose to be this world's Tendo Training Hall. However, what gave everyone pause was the hideous and quite demonic architecture that was everywhere.

"It's worse than I thought, Ranma," Jackie said. "I mean, when I linked with 'Sexy Moon' in order to stop the Dark Princess, I had some idea of what this world could be like, but still…"

"I know what you mean, Jax," Ranma replied in disgust. "Seeing everything, I wonder if my counterpart is some sort of sexual deviant or something."

"Or some crazy mad scientist," the Doctor replied. "Let's just find this world's version of you two, and leave with haste…"

As the four continued their journey, Donna shows signs of revulsion.

"Donna, are you okay?" Jackie asked.

"My god," Donna said, as she held her noise. The sky and earth had a sickly palate to it, and the stench was something out of a poorly maintained brothel, mixed with feces and dried blood.

"What the hell is THIS place?"

"This is an Earth where demons, specters and other dark entities took over the Earth…and then the rest of the Universe," the Doctor said grimly. "Every worst aspect of humanity, or inhumanity, realized."

"Is that why all these women look like tarts?" Donna said, as she sees some over-sexualized "floozies" pass by. "How can they even stand up with those…dimensions?"

"Because they aren't human beings anymore," Ranma said. "Typically, a nefarious infection taints the soul, which then proceeds to reshape the body into the most appropriate form."

"So women can literally become 'whores'."

"Or 'witches'. It all depends on what role they play in society, which is the mirror of our Earth's 'modonna v. whore' dichotomy."

"I like that you know about feminist thought, wonder boy, but why are we here?"

"What we know so far is that someone has either been recruiting or killing doppelgangers of myself and Ranma," Jackie said. "One thing that I have noticed is that these people were being recruited based upon anti-establishment tendencies."

""Chaos'," the Doctor said. "And that is what so maddening about all this."

"How so?" Donna asked.

"I know this because as a 'Time Lord', I am to make sure that the Universe completes its cycle from A to Z. Someone is trying to influence the logical flow of events, by injecting themselves into those events."

"Actually, I see this…unknown factor trying to cement alliances," Ranma said. "But for what reason?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Jackie said. "Someone is gunning for me…again."

"Why would they do that?" Donna asked.

"Who knows? It could be because of who am I, or what I am. And quite frankly, after we dealt with Darkseid, I could care LESS…"

Jackie looks up at the skies.

"Whoever…whatever is behind these attacks, I promise this: I will END it, one way or another."

"Jackie…Usagi," the Doctor said, as he goes up to Jackie. "You know that I don't approve the use of needless violence."

"Doctor, you think I do?" Jackie said defensively. "In my perfect world, I'm a teacher at a school in my home district in Azabuu Juuban, or in my old neighborhood in East London. You, Ranma and I lived for hundreds, if not thousands, of years traveling the Universe…and beyond. I want to share those experiences. Maybe, I can share my experiences, so that those students who might be left in the dustbin of personal malaise can see their own potential. I'm sick and tired of fighting, Doctor. But you know why I do it?"

Jackie fans around with her arms.

"It's because of THIS, Doctor," Jackie said. "None of these people here will ever be anything other than what OTHERS have made them…and this is coming from me, a Lord of Order. So while I know of your distaste for the martial philosophy, Doctor, someone has to take the licks to insure that the people—ALL people—can have choices in their life."

Pause.

"I WANT to lay down my arms and rest, Doctor, but my responsibility as the soldier of Love and Justice, is to make sure that neither is sacrificed on the altar of convenience."

The Doctor looks into Jackie's sincere eyes…

"I believe you, Bunny," the Doctor said with a gentle smile. "It's just that I have had too many experiences with dealing with meat-headed soldiers who see glory in winning above all else."

"It sounds like the Doctor is talking about you, Ronnie," Donna said jokingly.

"Ha, ha," Ranma said. "Very funny, Donna."

"Heh…"

"At any rate, it is time to see the masters of THIS reality," the Doctor said, as he proceeded towards the Tendo Dojo with his companions…

A short while later…

"Are you sure you don't want any appetizers?" Kasumi-13 asked, as she presented a tray of native foods to her guests.

Donna looks at the tray. What ever these appetizers were, they were "wiggling".

"Er, no thanks," Donna said, as she looked into Kasume-13's red eyes.

"Yeah, so, you're saying that you met an emissary of this…'Requiem'?" Ranma asked, as he focused on his doppelganger, which was being 'taken care of' by Ukyo-13 and Shampoo-13, right in front of his guests. Like all the females in this world, they were demonized into succubus species.

"Yeah, that's right," said Ranma-13 replied, as he gently stroked Ukyo-13's head. "He called himself 'Count Dooku' or something.

"Wait, you said…Count Dooku?" Jackie said, both disgusted at what she sees as a mockery of love, and yet fascinated at the same time….

"Yeah, though, I wanted to call him something else. Heh."

"Did this person leave anything that could be traced to him?" the Doctor asked.

"Sure, he left his calling card," Ranma-13 said. "Yo, Nabs!"

"Coming, Master," Nabiki-13 said, as she slithers to give Ranma-13 a data module. Unlike Ranma-13's concubines, Nabiki-13 was made into a Naga (a snake woman).

"I'm surprised that your Nabiki isn't…with you," Jackie asked.

"Naw, I don't mess with the talent," Ranma-13 said. "Well, not always-"

FWOOSH!

Sexy Moon and her Inner Sexy Scouts appeared in the living room. Basically, the Sexy Scouts were like everyone else: overly sexualized, but with added bonus of embracing piercings and bondage. Not surprisingly, these versions of the Sailor Scouts wore the exact same costumes as the Sailor Starlights back on Earth Prime…

Ranma-13 turns to look at the Sexy Scouts.

"I thought I told you to call first," Ranma-13 said with annoyance.

"Yeah, you did," said Sexy Moon, as she stepped forth. She then turns towards Jackie.

"So, we meet again…"

Instantly, Sexy Moon gave Jackie a kiss that left nothing to the imagination.

"Mmmph!" Jackie replied.

"Whoa," Ranma said. The scene was almost a turn-on…

"My god," Donna said. "Is everyone on this planet deviant- wait, never mind."

Jackie pushes Sexy Moon away.

"What heck was THAT?" Jackie said, as she wiped her mouth.

"That was for saving my life, when we fought against Neo-Queen Lunacy and her 'goon' Antipluto."

"A handshake would have been enough, thank you very much!"

"Oh, well I wanted to bring my girls over for us to party," Sexy Moon said, as she motions towards her scouts. "You can even include your stud-of-a-husband."

The rest of the Inner Sexy Scouts wave their hands demurely…

"Hmmmm," Ranma said, as he contemplated his options.

"Ranma, don't," the Doctor said. "You remember about the warnings about intimacy of this place?"

"Yes, but can't a masculine man such as myself dream?" Ranma said jokingly.

"What a pig!" Donna asked. "You wouldn't catch ME in something like this-"

"Oh, master," said Donna-13, as she slinks into the living room wearing only a t-shirt and heels. "I woke up in our bed to find that you were entertaining guests."

"Yeah, sorry about that," Ranma-13 said. "It just business."

"Oh. Would your guests like me to entertain them?"

"Hmmm," Ranma mused, as he strokes his chin. "Such possibilities-"

WHAM!

As Ranma falls over, a growling Donna clutches her balled fist, ignoring the pain.

"Whoa, nice punch," Ranma-13 said.

"Now THAT, I'll admit, Ranma had coming," Jackie said.

"Humph!" Donna replied.

"We'll just take that module, if you don't mind," the Doctor said out of embarrassment.

Forty-five weeks ago…

Dr. Serena Mondkinder was tending to a patient at a local clinic in Northope, Minnesota, when she received word about an emergency involving the Norse gods…

"Okay, young man," Serena said with a smile, as she takes out her tongue depressor to check out her patient's tonsils. "Say 'ah'."

"Ahhhhhh!" the boy said.

"Well, you definitely have a healthy organ-"

"Dr. Mondkinder!" said a nurse, as she rushes into the examination room.

"Sara, what is it?" Serena asked, knowing that Nurse Sara Ratchet would not barge on her during an examination without cause…

"A…a Mr. Baldur seeks…an audience with you!" Sara said.

"Oh?"

A short while later, Serena is outside in front of her clinic, where the Norse gods were assembled.

"Baldur, what's going on?" Serena asked, as she closed the front door of her clinic.

"I did not want to bring this to your attention without evidence, sister," Baldur said. "Unfortunately, we cannot ignore the fact that someone is going after our people…"

Serena frowns, as she brings out her hairbrush.

"Give me a moment to change-"

FWOOSH!

Three mechanoids of unknown origins appear from the skies.

"Asgardians!" Baldur said, as he drew his sword. "Protect the queen!"

"Serena, get behind me!" Sifdis said, as she shielded Serena with her body.

The mechs take aim at the assembled Asgardians.

"Target located," said Mechanoid #1. "Destroy the Moon Princess!"

BLAST!

Serena watches in horror, as the blasts begin to tear up the streets and the buildings, including the clinic.

"Frandral! Hogun! Volstagg!" Serena yelled. "Protect the town!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" said Frandral (blond, mustached, swashbuckler), as he directed his fellow "Warriors Three" to move into position.

"For Asgard!" yelled Hogun (a mustached Hun) and Volstagg (red-beard barbarian) in unison, as they took the fight to intruders.

Meanwhile, in a secret complex underneath a warehouse in Tokyo, Yon looked at the battle that was taken place.

"Good," Yon said, as he sipped his coffee in his command complex in his laboratory. "Thanks to kidnapping a few Asgardians, not only have we found one of the bodies of the Moon Princess, but I have discovered a way to destroy her…"

Yon then glanced at the Asgardians who had been placed in a suspension solution. For weeks now, the fourth general had decided to tackle the problem concerning the Moon Princess obliquely. He had conducted research on her allies, and discovered that the Asgardians were very close to her. After kidnapping a few Asgardians, Yon soon learned that the identity of "Dr. Serena Mondkinder" was indeed the Moon Princess. And, after discovering the weakness of the Asgardians, he now has a weapon that could destroy her.

"And soon, Requiem will prevail!"

Tbc.