Basic Ranma becomes a Saiyan crossover with DBZ. Set during/before/alternate GT. Abandoned because there's so god damned many of these already on the net.
Ranma grumbled to himself as he made his way through the deep woods of China in the middle of the night. "Stupid old man. Bolting on me the minute that purple haired bi--" he trailed off. There was a bright light off a ways to his right and he could hear people talking in excited voices. Cautiously he made his towards what seemed to be a clearing. There was a small airship with a number six on the side. He was only slightly familiar with Capsule technology, his father could never afford it or even operate it if he could but Ranma was fairly certain it was a Capsule manufacture air vehicle. There were three figures, a tall woman and two short figures. Ranma did a doubletake when he got a good look at the two smaller figures. One was some sort of dog person in a uniform, the other was a small ugly blue skinned man of indeterminate age. Ranma had never seen any, but he had heard all the rumors of the Red Ribbon Army's early genetic experiments. Apparently up in Siberia these things were fairly common and after his experiences in Jusenkyou Ranma wasn't too shocked by new things anymore.
Ranma approached closer to try and hear the conversation.
"I can't believe we finally did it!" the dog man said happily.
"No thanks to you." The blue man countered.
"We must hurry Emperor Pilaf. Make your wishes before Goku or his friends show up." The tall girl gestured wildly.
"Yes, of course. All that is left is to call forth Shen Lon the Dragon and finally make my wish to be Emperor of the world. Quick, gather the dragonballs!" Pilaf cackled.
Ranma wasn't entirely sure what was going on but he had heard 'wishes' and this guy talking about world domination, something Ranma as a martial artist was sworn to fight. He decided to interfere with these guys' plans. He leapt from the bushes with a loud yell and smiled at the surprised looks on their faces.
"Man that wasn't even a workout." Ranma complained as he tied up the last person. He had quickly taken out the two short guys without hardly even moving. Ranma had been reluctant to hit a girl, especially after the incident in the Amazon village and had been unprepared for her to pull a gun on him. He had overreacted a bit he mused. He checked her wrist again, it was a clean break and would heal ok if she got medical attention. The rules changed with firearms, even a non warrior could kill a martial artist with the coward's weapon. Ranma had been a little too forceful in removing the gun from the woman.
After making sure everyone was secured, Ranma surveyed the campsite. His eyes came to rest on the seven orange glowing balls resting on the ground in a pile. He thought back to what he had overheard, 'call forth the dragon Shen Lon'.
He touched one of the balls gently as if it might burn him, "Umm, uh, come out Shen Lon?" he asked softly.
The balls suddenly began to glow brightly and dark clouds gathered overhead. Suddenly a flash of electrical light shot out of the balls and began to coalesce into the shape of a long Chinese dragon. There were coils of the dragon's body as far as Ranma could see. He sincerely hoped the dragon was friendly, if not he was toast.
The huge head lowered until it was staring down at Ranma with its glowing red eyes. "Who has summoned Shen Lon? Who dares awaken me from my slumber?"
Ranma gulped nervously, "Uh, hi. I did. My name is Ranma Saotome. You're not gonna eat me are you?"
The red eyes flashed mischievously, "I will grant two wishes, no more. Make your first wish."
Ranma thought for a second, two wishes!? The first was obvious. He hated this curse ever since he first picked it up, "Can you cure this Jusenkyou curse?"
The dragon growled, "That is beyond my power. The curse of Jusenkyou is powered by gods more powerful than I."
*I'm cursed by gods? Great what else can go wrong with my life. * "How about the ability to control when I change forms then?" Ranma asked.
"That I can grant." The dragons eyes flashed orange, "Granted. What is your second wish?"
Ranma thought some more. *I could wish for money or power. No then I'd be like that little blue guy. Hmmm, I could wish to be the most powerful martial artist in the world. No that would be like cheating. If I do that I might as well use a gun to fight my fights. Wait, I know…*
"I wish that, with training, I have the potential to be the most powerful fighter in the wor.. no the whole universe."
The dragon's eyes flashed again, "Granted. You have no wishes remaining I now take my leave." The dragon broke down into energy again and the dragonballs floated up into the air and then flew off in seven random directions.
Ranma looked around confused. That was it? He didn't feel different from either wish. He started to think maybe he'd been conned when he heard a groan from one of his unconscious prisoners. He turned to check on them and fell flat on his ass.
*'the hell? Why is my balance all off? * Ranma ran a hand through his hair while pondering his question. He realized his hair felt different as well. It was thicker and springier, he was sure it would be a bitch to style. Sighing he tried getting up slowly. As he tried to balance he felt something twitch in his pants. He felt through the material near his lower back, something was attached just above his butt cheeks. He grabbed a hold and pulled experimentally, and fell down again as he was wracked with pain. Letting go he pulled down his pants a short way and a long furry brown tail popped out and waved about nervously.
"Augh! What the hell did that dragon do to me?" Now that the tail was free, Ranma's sense of balance returned. In fact it felt better than ever. "How does a tail make me a better martial artist?" he mused. At that moment he heard something flying towards his position and felt enormous power behind whatever it was. He quickly ripped a hole in his pants for his new tail. It wouldn't do to be caught with his pants down.
Three figures surrounded in a golden aura flew down and into the clearing.
"Oh no Grandpa, we're too late!" a young girl about Ranma's age exclaimed.
A tall man with straight purple hair looked around and took in the situation, "That may be but it doesn't look like Pilaf got to make his wish." He pointed where the would be emperor and his henchmen were tied up off to the side.
The third figure, a young boy from the looks of him, no more than ten or twelve years old looked at Ranma appraisingly. "Hey! Did you knock out these guys and make a wish?"
Ranma could sense power beyond anything he'd ever felt before. Hopefully these guys were friendly, if not he doubted even the Saotome school special techniques would save his hide. Just what had he gotten himself into? "I'm Ranma Saotome. I came across these guys in the woods here talking about wishes and world conquest so I knocked them out. If those were your dragonballs I'm sorry but I used the wishes. I figured better me than let them be used for evil."
The girl was walking around Ranma now with an unrecognizable expression, "Um, You guys aren't gonna wanna fight are you? I can tell you're real powerful." Ranma said. He wondered if crouch of the white tiger might not be a bad idea right now.
The girl suddenly grabbed him by his shirt collar, "Tell me, what did you wish for?"
"Pan! Don't scare the boy!" the small boy said.
"Sorry Grandpa. Sorry Saotome-san. I'm just curious, did you always have a tail?" she asked. That go an immediate reaction from the other two Saiyajins.
"What!?" They both exclaimed.
"Uh, I'm not sure but one of my wishes was to have the potential to be the greatest fighter in the universe. I think that's how I got my tail." Ranma explained.
Pan face faulted, Goku started laughing while the guy with a nametag on his vest that said Trunks just stood there with his mouth open.
"It sounds to me like the dragon Shen-Lon turned you into a Saiyajin like us." Goku said.
Pan recovered and bowed, she had that look in her eyes again that Ranma couldn't place, "We should introduce ourselves. I'm Son Pan, this is my Grandfather Son Goku, and my cousin Briefs Trunks."
It was Ranma's turn to be surprised. Every year there was a world martial arts tournament that Hercule Satan always won but he remembered seeing Son Goku fight one year against a guy named Vegeta. It was the most intense thing he'd ever seen and he was positive Mr. Satan had some hold over both Majin Buu and the other finalists. Hercule Satan was a bumbling fool as far as Ranma was concerned. His father never let Ranma sign up for the tournament though, always claiming that the art was not for showing off. Ranma had always wondered about his father's reactions. The prize money for winning was excellent and not something Genma would usually pass up. But every year the tournament would come and go. Now Ranma began to realize why. As for why the great Son Goku was a kid again, Ranma had seen weirder than that lately.
Ranma bowed, "I am honored to be in your presence honored Son Goku. I have seen your exploits at the World Greatest Tournament." He rose back to upright, "um, what's a Saiyajin anyway?"
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"You've got some nerve picking my fiancé without even telling me!" a very angry female Ranma bounced around a large black and white panda. It was raining lightly and the streets were empty for the moment. Ranma slid to a stop in front of the panda and assumed a defensive posture. "I ain't got time for fiancés, Son Pan offered to train me so I gotta get to Satan city. So suck on that old man!"
Ranma turned to walk away, confident the panda could do nothing to stop her when she was struck upside the head with a nearby streetsign.
Not long after at the nearby Tendo Dojo, Akane and her sisters were busy chewing out their father for engaging them to a boy they'd never met. From the sounds of a struggle at the front door, Soun Tendo took that as an opportunity to distract is daughters.
"That must be them." He shouted getting up and running down the hall. Nabiki was hot on his heels. She was of two opinions on the fiance subject. If he was good looking, reasonably intelligent, and easy to manipulate she snatch him up in a second. It was hard to find a decent male in Nerima what with the quality of students at Furinkan and the nearby Tomoboki high schools. Nabiki was getting pretty hard up for a boyfriend but if this guy was just another dufus like at school she'd either unload him on Akane or find some way to get rid of him all together. Who knows, if Akane was engaged to someone the rest of the student body might wise up and mature a little bit. All these thoughts racing through Nabiki's head ground to a halt when she saw the huge panda carrying a kicking screaming person on its shoulder.
Terrified, Soun and Nabiki ran back into the hallway only to run into Akane and Kasumi who were coming to investigate. Together the Tendo family turned and confronted the menace of the bear shaped monstrosity.
"Put me down Pops! You're scaring the hell out of them." The redhead yelled. The panda complied, setting Ranma down.
Soun leaned forward, "You wouldn't be..."
"Ranma Saotome, sorry 'bout this." Ranma said, giving an angry glare to the panda.
"Finally you came!" Soun moved to Glomp onto Ranma who deftly maneuvered out of the way. Nabiki leaned over to look closer at the short redhead.
"You're a girl!" Nabiki exclaimed. Reaching out she grabbed a breast and gave it a soft squeeze.
Ranma looked down at herself, "Oh, yeah. Hold on." She closed her eyes and seemed to concentrate. Her form blurred and shifted, growing taller and fuller. The hair turned black and the clothes tightened around the now male frame.
He brushed his bangs out of his eyes and gave a half smile, "Uh, I'm Ranma Saotome, sorry about this."
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Ranma finished his explanation of his meeting with Shen-Lon and the Son family. Genma snorted, "Foolish boy, do you really expect anyone to believe such wild tales? People can't fly. Everyone knows the World's Greatest Tournament has been rigged for almost twenty years. Ever since Son Goku won it. And wish granting dragons? Why didn't you cure your curse if you had a wish?"
"Damn it Pops, I explained that already! The curse was more powerful than the dragon granting the wish." Ranma yelled.
Nabiki interrupted, "So let me see if I got this straight. You are really a guy that picked up a water based sex changing curse but you got a wish granted that allows you to change whenever you feel like it and a second wish that gave you a tail."
Ranma blanched, "I wished for the potential to be the strongest fighter in the universe so the dragon turned me into a Saiyajin. According to Son Goku, they were a race of warriors stronger than anything else in the universe. That's why I got a tail, all Saiyajin have one."
"Riggghhht." Nabiki humored.
Ranma gave up, "Anyway, Pops here says I'm supposed to marry one of you. I'm not too keen on the idea myself. I have too much to do without worrying about a wife."
Soun chose that moment to speak up, "Ranma, you have a duty as the only Saotome of your generation to marry one of my daughters and carry on the Anything Goes Style of martial arts. It's a matter of honor!"
Ranma frowned, "Look, I appreciate honor and everything but it's obvious your daughters don't like the idea. Especially her, she's looking at me like I'm a freak."
"You are a freak." Akane stated.
"Uh, yeah, see what I'm talkin' about? Ok, how about this, you wait two weeks for me to get to know each of them and for them to get to know me and then we'll talk about it ok?" Ranma offered.
"I guess two weeks will be all right. But make no mistake, you will marry one of my daughters. It's a matter of honor." Soun repeated.
Ranma sighed, "Do you mind if I make a phone call then? I need to let Son Pan know why I'm not coming."
Soun nodded and Kasumi showed him to the phone.
A short while later in Satan city Pan finished her phone call, "Ok Ranma, I understand. Bye!"
"Dad! I want you to transfer me to Furinkan High as of tomorrow!" Pan shouted, "It's a matter of continuing the species." She giggled to herself.
