Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma ½, Slayers, Sailor Moon I wish I did but I don't.

Authors notes: Well here the next chapter, though before I give it to you, house cleaning. Firstly thanks to my pre-reader Miguel Dubon, who has once again delivered prime work thanks amigo.

Notes this is a draft copy, as it took so long for the previous chapter to be posted and as it is the holiday season I decided to do a double post as a means of apology and as a gift.

As soon as this story is fully edited I will replace the draft.

Ladies and gentleman the main attraction is about to begin

Key

"Speech"

"SHOUTING"

[Thoughts

Panda Signs

Telepathy

#Sound effects#

A massive tree sways gently in the wind, small motes of energy are blown gently of the leaves. Not far from the tree stands a pair of headstones; not far from the headstones stands a group of people.

A single figure walks away from the group to one of the headstones and knees; the figure is female tall with purple bobbed hair. She appears to be wearing a pseudo waitressing outfit and had a rather large bust. The group had now separated into several smaller groups.

The first of these groups was made up of two woman, a man and a child. The first woman was the tallest of all the woman; she had long black hair. Her outfit was composed of a long black cape attached to a pair of shoulder guards adorned with spikes. Her very large bust was barely covered by a small bikini top. The only other item of clothing was a small bikini brief, she also wore a necklace made of tiny skulls and a long sword. Next to her stood the second woman who was the shortest woman of the group, she too had black hair and was wareing a cream coloured suit made up of a pair of breaches and a tunic. A small pink furred pouch was on a belt on her right hip, while a cream coloured cloak completed the outfit. In addition she wore a pair of bracelets and a necklace each containing a small round gem, inside the gems was a pentagram. The man was standing next to her; his outfit was a tan coloured pair of breaches and a tunic. He also wore a tan coloured cloak and had a sword strapped to his side. The sword had a golden hilt shaped similar to dragon wings and a pommel containing a red gem. His hair was purple and looked like wire, his face was purple/grey in colour and had rock like growths along the chin, jawline, under and on top of the eye sockets. The child looked similar to the man wearing a similar outfit in place of the sword was a small knife. Its face was also purple/Grey however it lacked the rock like growths.

The second group was formed of a man, a woman and a child. The woman was in between the high of first two woman and had black hair. She wore light grey leggings and a blue tunic, she held a small handled sceptre topped with a large blue sphere. Next to her stood the man who was the tallest of the men. He had long blond hair travelling to the small of his back and down in front of his face. He was wearing grey breaches and a grey tunic. He also had on a pair of blue shoulder guards, blue hip guards and a blue breastplate. A broadsword was strapped to his belt. The child looked similar to the man wearing the same cloths sans the armour. His hair was blond and was in proportion to that of the mans, the child had a vacant expression and his right hand was close to his face. The tip of his index finger in his mouth.

The third group had the same make up as the second a man, a woman and a child. The Woman stood slightly taller than the second woman did in the first group. She had green hair and was wearing a pair of black leggings, a small brown bikini top. She also wore a black cloak attached to small shoulder guards and wore a necklace containing a white and black twisted mask. The man stood slight shorter than the blond haired man. He was wearing a brown poncho a wizard like hat and a brown tunic and leggings. He had a sword with a hilt containing a green gemstone. The child wore an outfit similar to the woman with a brown tunic in place of the bikini top. She also had the same necklace and was fingering it.

The final group was made up of a child, two men and a woman. The woman was dressed up in white robes and had blond hair; strapped to her thigh was a large spiked mace. The man was in between the height of the blond and the purpled haired men. He wore brow breaches cut of just below the knee and wrappings around the shins. He also had a short brown cape, his hair was blue. The Second man wore Grey robes with a cape. He had black hair and his eyes were closed. A long staffed that was curved into a C at the top, inside the C was a large red gemstone. The child had red hair and was dressed in a red top and black leggings; she had a short black cloak and a small knife on her belt.

The first woman rose from the head stone and rejoined the group, as she did so the black haired man with the staff turned and created a large black hole behind the group. The then one by one entered into the hole until only the red haired child remained with one final disgruntled look at the head stone she too entered into the hole.

Chapter 1c Huh – A montage no way

The city of Sanctuary was often regard as one of the Magickal capitals of the world. From the air the city seemed to be a figure 8 trapped inside a circle. The circle was in fact fortified walls surround a countryside full of farms and forests, which provided sustenance for the residence of the city. The figure 8 was in fact the symbol for eternity and was much like the circle a series of fortified walls that divided the city in two. The northern halve of the figure 8 symbol was the training grounds, made of many temples, classrooms, administration buildings and other constructs needed to train mages. The northern halve of the city also contained grounds and buildings for many of the Knighthood's that had been established over the years, as well as other classes of warriors and adventures.

The southern halve of the city was made up of the various shops that one would go to in a medieval style world. Fletchers, thatchers, coopers, smiths, carpenters, barrowrights and masons could all be found there. It also contained many houses for the cities residences as well as hotels and inns for wanderers and travellers.

Within the northern halve of the city lay the largest building in the land, its measurements would be greater than that of the pentagon or China's forbidden palace. A multitude of towers sprouted out of the building, interlocked by large spanning bridges. In the largest and tallest of these towers lay the council chambers, within the chambers grandest room sat Belresius. Belresius was the head of the council and according to most mages the finest mage of his generation. Belresius was the youngest head of the council in 3000 years and one of the most powerful.

Sitting in the council heads chambers Belresius was holding a pair of scrolls. The first scroll was the application form for one Ranma Wulfenguld. To Belresius, Ranma was an enigma, the boys magickal potential was unknown even to the Oracle. In addition the boy had shape-shifting powers, though this was limited to a change in sex and would have not even been known had his adoptive sister not noticed during a bath. Finally the boy had a mysterious blood that know one had been able to identify, none save Belresius.

That knowledge was due to the second scroll, a scroll from the ancient one. The ancient one had, since the beginning of the conclave existence of Everhost, been a nominal ally of the nation. The scroll identified the blood type as well as the powerful memory-blocking spell that had been placed on the boy. The ancient one had told Belresius that the boys origins were not of this worlds and that his memories had been sealed by the Dragon. The boy was also to return to the Dragons when he turned 10 yrs of age to train with them and receive his memories.

For the next four years Ranma's life bore both similarities and differences to his old one

---------------------------------------------That's right folks montage time----------------------------------------------

Ranma at age 6

In a large classroom (think of the ninja classroom in the first episode of Naruto) we can see hundreds of children ranging from 3 to 10 years of age. At the back of the class is a pair of old men in robes, at the front the teacher is writing on the blackboard. Orphelia is furiously scribbling notes while Ranma is….

#SNNNNNNNOOOOOORE#

Fast asleep as usual, the teacher is getting more and more annoyed. She turns around and looks over the class room large veins pooping out on her neck and forehead. Her gaze finally settles on Ranma and Orphelia. Orphelia is now staring directly at Ranma eyes wide; she begins to jab him with her finger whispering

"Big brother wake up"

The Teacher finally having enough hurls a large duster at Ranma. As the duster nears him a shimmering blue burst of energy appear splitting the duster into, one of the pieces flies of onto the floor the other smacks into the face of an older kid to the left of Ranma.

The entire class, the teacher and the two old men all have sweat drops; Ranma raises his head slightly and then turns it over and goes back to sleep. The two old men exchange looks and one says to the other

"It seems as though he has already picked up the mana burst spell."

Ranma at age 7

An old man in robes is walking along a wide path between several thatched roofed buildings, behind him are several children ranging in age from 8 to 12. The man comes to stop a small fenced of section, within the fence is a small series of berely visible white motes floating up from the ground. The old man tuns to the children and points to the motes.

"Young ones this is a draw point, where the lay lines run close to the surface of the planet exposing some of the mana within. From these points we can directly draw mana."

Smiling the man is about to continue till a young boy comes running up. Panting the boy's points over to a small clearing.

"Master, its Ranma he's doing something dangerous."

The old man runs towards the clearing we Ranma is standing, a deep look of concentration on his face, his eyes closed. In Ranma's hands is an orange sphere, Ranma opens his eyes, a look of satisfaction on his face that is until the sphere begins to grow in the size of a basketball and…

#KABOOOOM#

The old man sweat drops as the sphere explodes he notices that a small field of shimmering blue energy surrounds Ranma. He then turns and notices a young man his front blackened by the blast caring a couple of pails of water on a long stick across his shoulders. The young mans eyes blink twice as the pails and stick crumble to ash, he then narrows his eyes at Ranma who is getting up of the ground rubbing his bottom. The old man now has a series of sweat drops on the back of his head.

"It seems that he knows the mana shield spell."

Ranma age 8

Ranma is sitting on the ground in front of a small building eating an apple. A young man wearing a black tunic holding a large wooden sword charges up to Ranma and slashes at his head. Ranma bends forward under the blow and then leans to the left to avoid a vertical strike. Ranma then leans to the right to avoid another blow, he then leaps up and summersaults backwards on the extended wooden sword and turns to the boy holding it who looks at Ranma with angry eyes.

"Fiend, stop dodging and face your punishment. I will not allow you to corrupt my siblings."

Ranma blinks and looks at the boy a smirk appearing on his face.

"Since when have I ever listened to you Klauds. Besides there your cousins not your siblings and I ain't corrupting them."

"Your meaningless prattle matters not. Today I shall give you your punishment."

Ranma sighs as he leaps of the boy's sword landing into a crouch. Noticing another wooden sword not to far from him, Ranma grabs it and stands upright.

"Feh you've been promising to punish me since we first met and I'm still waiting. Face it Klauds you will never beat me and to prove it this time I will beat you with your own skill."

"Never to take up a sword against me is to have already lost."

Klauds leaps forward slashing at Ranma who side steps the strike. Ranma then raises his on sword and strikes Klauds on the wrist causing him to drop his sword. Ranma then swats Klauds on the bum with the flat of his own weapon causing the older boy to yep with pain.

Two other boys seeing this begin to advance on Ranma until a large man wearing black articulated gothic plate walks up. He looks directly at Klauds and the other two boys.

"Klauds why are you just hanging about you should be training, you two as well.' The man gestures to the other two boys."

M..M..M..Master Maligent er I was, I was, just simply, simply that is to say I was."1

Maligent snares at Klauds.

"Stop snivelling boy and get back to training." He then turns to Ranma, a quizitive look on his face.

"You there where did you learn that."

Ranma looks at Maligent and smiles.

"I copied him." He points to Klauds "He's been attacking me every other day since I got here."

"Is that so, whats your name boy."

"Ranma Wulfenguld."

A couple of hours later Maligent and Ranma are both standing in a small room. Through the window we can see Klauds and the other two boys running around a track wearing large pieces of plate armour. Jogging next to them is a hulking aged man with grey stubble, every so often the man lashes out with a giant wooden sword striking the three boys backsides causing them to leap into the air hands on their bottoms yelping in pain. Maligent is conversing with Belresius.

"So Maligent you want to train the boy as a dark knight, wont the strain be too much for him."

"I think he could handle it master Belresius, he's learnt many of the strikes and parries already along with one of our more potent techniques. I have tested him myself."

"Very well then if the boy wishes to learn you have my consent."

Ranma age 9

An old man in robes is walking along s mall path leading out into a clearing. Behind a several kids all around the age of 12. The man enters into the clearing and turns to face the kids. Before he can say anything a boy runs up to him.

"Master its Ranma, he's at it again."

The old man races towards the end of the clearing where Ranma is standing eyes closed a look of concentration on his face and a large sphere of greyish white energy on his hands. Ranma opens his eyes and smiles seeing the energy, he then frowns as the energy increases in size to that of a beach ball. The energy then explodes propelling Ranma backwards into a small building causing the front part of it to collapse. Ranma head then pops out through a fallen patch of thatch and coughs up a small amount of straw.

"Man that was wicked, what a kickback this spell rules."

Everybody who witnessed the event face fault while the old man stands there with a massive sweat drop on his forehead.

Latter that day Ranma is walking along one of the many pathways between the various buildings when a voice cries out.

"Ranma you vile blackguard, today you shall get your comeupens."

Ranma sweat drops as a young man around 14 or so rushes up towards him one of his hands glowing with brownish energy.

[Blackguard comeupens, what the hell is this guy smoking, cause it sure as hell isn't Tabac. Oh well

Ranma shrugs and raises his hand.

"Give it up already Roglen, you can't beat me."

With that Ranma snaps his finger, the ground under the Roglen erupts upwards sending him flying off. Ranma smirks and walks off.

Ranma age 10

Erbres the golden dragon swooped down towards the human city, the light gleaming of his golden scales. He lands in a small clearing and transforms heading of to find the council head. Silently walking along on of the cities main roads he spots a familiar human.

[Well there he is and it looks like he is about to have some trouble

Erbres watches as Ranma stands in another clearing while on either side of him to young me race towards him. One has a large wooden sword in his hands the others hands were glowing with brownish energy.

"Ranma today I will prove who is the better knight."

"Ranma today my magicks will be shown as the more superior."

Ranma looks at the Klauds then Roglen, a bored expression on his face. The expression changes to a smirk as he turns to Klauds and snaps his finger causing the ground underneath the training dark knight to erupt violently upwards blowing the young man into the sky. Ranma then turns to Roglen and mutters something under his breath, he extends his arm towards the young mage facing his flat palm towards him, a sphere of white energy blasts outwards blowing Roglen back they way he came into a stationary cart full of silage2

Erbres looks stunned at the sight of Ranma easily dealing with the other two humans.

Ranma walks up to the head of the council who is standing with a man who appears to be in his early thirties, Orphelia, Orsino and Othello are with them as well.

"I'm here master Belresius, what's going on. Why is Erbres here."

"So you remember whelp, I'm here to take back to the crèche as per the ancient ones orders."

At Ranma's puzzled look Belresius decided to explain the situation to him.

"Ranma when you were brought here I received a scroll from the ancient one. He wished you to return to the Dragons for a short time."

Hearing this news Orphelia became upset.

"Mr Dragon please don't take big brother away."

Erbres sweat dropped at being called Mr Dragon. "I'm sorry child it is a must."

With that Erbres transformed into his true form. Turning his large head to Ranma.

"Hop on whelp, time is wasting and you humans do not live as long as we dragons."

Ranma scrambled onto Erbres's back, the dragon then took of into the sky. Orphelia chased the two until they were no longer visible her hands waving in the air.

"Don't be gone to long big brother, Mr Dragon you better not try to eat my big brother."

Erbres performs a mid air face fault causing Ranma to fall of his back, while Orsino, Othello and Belresius all are sporting sweat drops. Erbres quickly dives down and catches Ranma and returns to his original path

[What type of barbaric creature does that child think I am, Humans urg.

The crèche had not changed from when Ranma was last there, torches shone light through out the passage ways. Erbres led the pigtailed boy through the small series of caves until the appeared in a large open area. Ranma's eyes widened as he saw what lay before him. The cavern was easily as large as the lower halve of Sanctuary. Huge towers rose out of the cavern their tops nearly touching the cavern's roof while many large building spanned across the cavern's floor. Surprised at seeing what amounted to a city hidden deep within the mountains, Ranma's jaw dropped as he looked on in awe.

"Impressed whelp, what you are seeing is our true home, not that dingy little cave we allow most humans to see."

"It's amazing." Ranma said as he continued to gaze at the magnificent city before him, that is until he remembered something. "Hey stop calling me names I ain't no wep or whatever ya called me."

Erbres glared at the boy, contempt streaking across his face. "Human I am not calling you names, we dragons call those of our young who have not yet reached adolescence whelp. As you are only ten human years old it is what you are."

Ranma ducked his head looking sheepish. "Oh, er sorry."

"Never mind human, lets just go we must get to the ancient one, he is waiting for you and he doesn't have much time left."

"Why does he have to go somewhere?" Ranma asked innocently.

Erbres looked at the child and then sighed. "Yes whelp he has to go somewhere and soon, he has been waiting for you before he could leave.

The ancient ones home was not what Ranma thought it would be, it was a small hut (for a dragon anyway) laying at the caverns edge. Inside Ranma saw a huge dragon even bigger than Erbres, only rather than the leather wings of the golden dragons this one had large feathered wings. Its skins was heavily wrinkled and its wings tattered many of the feathers missing, it was here that Erbres's words took on new significance to Ranma, the ancient one was dying.

As Ranma approached the ancient on its eyes flickered open, a smile played across its face.

Greetings young one, it has been a while how was life among the conclave

"It was fine Mr ancient one sir."

You do not need be so formal with me Ranma you can call me by my true name

This proclamation caused both the ancient ones supporters and Erbres to gasp; Aldresiac turned to the ancient one. "Master are you sure."

Yes Aldresiac, my time is short and he is the one I have chosen

"Chosen to do what?" Ranma asked inquisitively.

You do not need to worry about that young one first let me restore your memory

"My memory what's wrong with it."

I had it blocked when you first met us. Your past life would have made it difficult for you to assimilate here in Everhost and your young body would not have been able to cope with what I am about to reveal to you.

"You erased my memory, but you had no right."

It was needed at the time Ranma

Ranma frowned as the news sunk in, before he could say anything else though the ancient one moved with surprising speed. A massive claw reached out and engulfed Ranma's body; light then flared from the claw, which quickly released Ranma. Ranma was not prepared for the assault of images that smashed through his mind, crying out in pain he fell to the floor as pictures of his past life floated through his mind. Understanding crossed through him as Ranma finished assimilating everything. Had he still had his memories Ranma would have never been willing to learn magicks. His nature would have caused severe problems with the council. As the last bits of memory fitted into place Ranma looked over to the ancient one.

"Ancient one what is a mazoku and why do I have its blood in me."

A mazoku young one is a creature that feeds of the negative emotions of mortals, its is not quite a demon, nor is it a fiend. As for why its blood is in you, it is because somewhere in your family's distant past a member of your family had a child with a mazoku.

"So I am some kinda monster then." Ranma said depression hanging of him.

No child you are not. The blood makes up only 10 of you, not enough to activate nor pass on any traits of the mazoku.

"Thank you ancient one."

I said you did not need to call me that child, you can call me by my true name, Valgaav.

End?

Ranma here, next chapter I find out what the dragons want from me, well at least my old skills are back which means time to train and huh what not another montage no way.

Next Ranma discovers the plans the dragons have for him and under goes some serious training

Is it good, bad, ugly let me know

1 This speech comes from the Jackie Chan movie around the world in eighty days.

2 Brownie points anyone who can guess the spells ranma uses in this chapter (excluding the named ones of course). Hint the first and third spells are signature spells of the dragon spooker, the second spell is used by most of the slayers caste. The fourth spell is the same as the third and the fifth is the same as the second.