Sailor Moon ST (Star Trek) – By DS Wynne

Disclaimer: None of the principle characters belong to me.

Note: This is a multi-genre story.

Part 10

Meanwhile, right above the Ranusagi, a certain "lost boy" was lamenting endlessly about a certain pigtail martial artist.

"Curse you, Ranma!" Ryouga yelled, as he thrust his fist into the sky. "Why must you torment me so?" For a week now, Ranma has dismissed him very easily as a rival. None of his attacks proved to be effective, and Akane seems to be getting closer to his rival. It seems that Ranma has grown power, but he couldn't figure how. Just the other day, Ryouga jumped him with a fly kick, and was simply flicked into the nearest garbage can. With Akane watching no less! If this keeps up, he'll never have his revenge.

"Is revenge what you really want?" said a deep voice.

"What was that?" Ryouga demanded as he turned to face the "voice" in question.

Standing near the lot's only tree was a man dressed in black. He wore a black trench coat, a black turtleneck sweater, black slacks and black shoes. On his face was a pair of lack shades, which enhanced his "coolness" factor. Ryouga could tell that the man was a black foreigner in spite of being totally bald.

"I asked you, is revenge what you really want? By the way, I do hate to repeat myself."

"Why you-!" Ryouga rushed at the stranger, since he was not about take insults from a complete strange. But his attacks proved useless, as his fist were parried effortlessly.

"Ryouga Habiki. I know of your vendetta with the one called Ranma Saotome."

This threw Ryouga for a loop. How does he know about Ranma?

"I've been watching you for some time now, and feel that we have the same goal. If you give me a moment of your time, I believe that I can help you achieve it."

Ryouga ceased his attack. While he hated to think that he would need anyone's help in defeating his foe, Ryouga was at his wits' end. What does he have to loose at this point?

"Fine. You have five minutes."

"Thank you. Ryouga, you are Ranma's chief rival. At one point in time, so was I. But in the end, I defeated Ranma and grew beyond my own potential. I can help you learn the methodology to follow my footsteps. If, you are willing to free you mind."

This man defeated Ranma? Ryouga thought. Maybe this man can show me the way.

"Alright. You got yourself a deal, Mr.…?"

"You may call me 'Chyron', Ryouga Habiki."

Later that day…

"So, here is the packets you four have been asking for," Nabiki said, as she handed four envelopes to her clients.

"Thank you," replied Kodachi Kuno, as she immediately turn and left the school premises.

"Hey, wait-!" began Ukyo. She was not going to be left out of the loop in dealing with this interloper.

"Let Rose-girl go," said Shampoo, as she went to towards her bike. "She no be successful in finding or fighting 'Meatball-girl'."

"How do YOU know, Shampoo?"

"No girl is worthy of Airen's affections without being good fighter."

"You got a point, I guess…"

Akane was silent on this matter. While she, too, was curious about Usagi, she wanted to get this matter behind her.

"Come, Akane. Class is about to begin."

"Yeah. Do you know what Ranma's up to?"

"I haven't the foggiest idea. But I'll know soon."

Later at Juuban High School, during lunch…

"Hey Ami. Wait up!" yelled Makoto, who stepped out of the main school building.

"Yes, Mako-chan?"

"Have you seen Usagi? I wanted to change are re-schedule our training session for a different time."

"No, I think she's out doing who knows what," Ami says. "I think she's been hiding or something."

"Why?"

"Apparently, the person she has been married to has…a fiancée."

"What?" Mina says.

"Yep."

"I wouldn't want to be in HER shoes," Makoto says, when a rain of black rose petals began pouring down. "Yeah. Hey, what's this…?"

"HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" laughed Kodachi, as she landed gracefully on top of an unsuspecting Umino.

"Umino!" yelled Naru. "Who are you, and why did you hurt my Melvin?"

"Hmmm? This peasant is yours? Why don't you join him in slumber!" Kodachi replied, as she clubbed the helpless Naru into consciousness.

"Hey! You can't do that to my friends!" yelled an indignant Makoto.

"And who are you? Are you friends with that harridan Usagi Tsukino?"

'So, she's looking for Usagi…' Makoto thinks to herself.

"Who wants to know?" Minako asked.

"I am Kodachi Kuno, the Black Rose of St. Hebereke School for Girls. And my business is with Usagi Tsukino, the thief of my beloved Ranma's heart."

'I can't let this freak know where Usagi is,' Makoto thought. 'But I can still deal with her myself.'

"Well, peasant? Where is harridan I seek?"

"I'd tell you, but I won't."

"I see. Well, I guess I'll have to show you to respect your betters then!"

Kodachi snaked out a ribbon, which caught the Senshi of Thunder unaware.

"What the-?" Makoto began. Immediately, she was lifted up into the air, and was slammed into a nearby tree.

"Makoto!" yelled Ami. Was this girl some sort of youma? She was about to do something to help her friend, but was forbidden from doing so.

"No! Stay back!" yelled Makoto. She was not to let her "sensei" down by being defeated by this girl. "I can handle her!"

"So, you want another lesson?" smirked Kodachi. "Very well. Here, catch!"

Makoto's danger sense flared, as her opponent threw what appeared to be a harmless hoolahoop. She ducked just in time, as the object cut the tree she was standing next to in half. How dare she! Makoto thought.

"Not bad, peasant. Why don't come a little closer."

"Gladly." As instructed by Usagi, Makoto took a very familiar stance.

This was not lost on the Black Rose.

"That stance…how do YOU know my beloved Ranma?"

"You know Usagi's ex-husband?"

"Husband? NOOOOOOOOO!"

In a rage, Kodachi began her attack, using both her ribbon and various other weapons in her arsenal. Taking advantage of her opponent's rage, Makoto deftly dodge first the ribbon attack, then the series of flying bowling pins and finally a flying kick. Just as Kodachi was about to turn around to renew her attack, Makoto also turned, but by performing a reverse high crescent kick into the face. This merely stunned the Black Rose, but it more than enough to allow Makoto to wail into her. In the old days, Makoto was more of a flamboyant fighter, who stressed power and speed to win her fights. Thanks to Usagi's coaching, Makoto was able to use her techniques with a lot more precision. "More bang, less buck," Usagi would say to Makoto. Even though she was hitting her targets more, Makoto was not tired in the least. Hopefully, Usagi will feel confident enough to teach her student how to fly.

Kodachi, being a card-carrying member of the so-called "Nerima Wrecking Crew", could take a lot of punishment. Thus, it was not surprised that she was still standing. Unfortunately, she became very upset, as seen from the huge battle aura that was forming.

"I'll make you pay-!"

POW

And down the Black Rose went.

Makoto, not wanting to prolong the fight longer, thrust her leg into a front sidekick into Kodachi's jaw. She focused her ki to increase the speed and the strength of her kick. While Makoto was glad that the fight was over, she hoped that the next fight wouldn't last as long.

"Whew."

"Makoto, are you alright?" Ami asked.

"I'm fine. What do we do about her?" Makoto said as she indicated Kodachi's prone body.

"I'll take care of it," said a voice from behind.

"Usagi! When did you get here?" asked Makoto.

"Just now," Usagi says, as she makes sure that her new clothes were on her person correctly. Dealing with other gamma-spawned entities tends to wear one's clothes more times than not.

"Oh."

Usagi then turns to face the unconscious Kodachi.

"Anyway, I think it's time to take care of THIS person," Usagi says. "Watch."

From out of nowhere, Usagi pulled out a green box with a white question mark inside a dotted white box on all of its side. She then dropped the box onto the unconscious mad gymnast. Immediately, Kodachi turned metallic. All over, Kodachi was shiny. Then, Usagi took out a small gym-bag, and stuffed Kodachi inside. Satisfied, Usagi made the bag disappear.

"Usagi…?" began Ami.

"Don't worry. I simply changed Kodachi's molecular structure to survive pocket space. Trust me, she'll be back to normal after I take her home later."

"If you say so," said Makoto.

"Guys, I think its time for class."

"Fine. By the way, Ami, I would like you to give you this data card for your computer. It will update your system with new data and such. Also, I believe that we will have a new set of enemies to deal with soon."

"Okay. Usagi, can you be my instructor too? I think I can benefit from it if what you say is to be the case."

"Sure, Ami. As a matter of fact, I was thinking of putting all the senshi through a training program. Anyway, we better get back to class."

"What about Umino over there?" Makoto asked.

"Naru will take care of it."

"'It'?"

"I mean 'him'."

"Feel your senses flow into your environment," said Chiron, as he walked around a sitting Ryouga. "Don't focus your senses into yourself."

"This is stupid. I know about meditating to boost one's ki."

"We're not trying 'to boost one's ki', Ryouga. The purpose of this exercise is to extend one's control over the environment."

"Hmmph. I stil say that this is a waste of time."

"So you want proof? Fine. Ryouga, watch."

Ryouga watched as a flicker of Chiron's aura flared. Immediately, a chunk of the Earth itself rose out of the ground, forming a mound. It continued to reshape itself until it became a near duplicate of the lost boy himself.

"How-?"

"I willed it to be so. This is the potential that any one person can achieve to possess. In this case, I merely tapped into a local 'dragon's line' to help me to will this thing into being."

Chiron casually picked up a loose pebble.

"But if you lack an open mind, you'll be as flexible as this statue here."

Chiron flicked the pebble at the image, shattering it in the process.

"I can't make you reach your potential, especially as long as you focus on the goal rather on the means."

"I see…"

"Anyway, that's all for now. Try practicing on your own until my return."

With that, Chiron turned and faded from view.

Ryouga simply sat on his pack and thought what Chiron said. Maybe he can finally become a better martial artist. However, does he have what it takes to finally defeat Ranma? He'll have to wait and see where Chiron takes him.

Once the day's business was done, which had nothing to do with school, Nabiki returned home. She was expecting an important e-mail from her contacts, which would help bring her more information on Usagi Tsukino. She had been puzzled throughout this entire situation, ever since that idiot Kuno used that strange talisman to defeat "the foul sorcerer". Nabiki was glad to see Ranma return from wherever he disappeared to. If nothing else, Ranma made her sister Akane happy.

Once she got up to her room, Nabiki would shut herself from the outside world to conduct her business. However, she did not expect to see Ranma casually sitting by her desk.

"What are YOU doing in my room, 'Ranko'," asked Nabiki. She may just have to charge the martial artist for being where he shouldn't be.

"We are not 'Ranko', Nabiki Tendo," replied the redheaded girl.

Just a minute, Nabiki thought. She could have kicked herself for not being more observant. In spite of looking like Ranma's female form, this girl was sporting a short haircut (which still made her cute), a pink belly- shirt, pair of hip hugging bell-bottoms and sandals. There is no way that Ranma, unless trying to scam someone or is suffering from some head-trauma, would wear girl clothes.

"Then, who are you?"

"Our name is not important to know. What is important is this: cease your activities concerning Usagi Tsukino."

This is getting interesting. "Or what?"

"This." Immediately, TBA touched the modem of Nabiki's computer. The screen lit up, and a jumble of data danced around. After a whining sound, the machine automatically shut itself off.

"What did you do?" asked Nabiki.

"We absorbed your computer's data. Now, it is fully wiped. See for yourself."

Frantically, Nabiki went to her console, and checked. Sure enough, there wasn't a trace of data throughout the system. Luckily she doesn't know about the back-ups, she thought.

"We know about the back ups. It is easy for us to tap into you communications line. Now, here's the second part of our demonstration." With a simple tap of her index finger, the girl touched Nabiki's finger.

POP!

The computer simply disintegrated into dust.

"Alright, you win. What do you want?"

6/9 smiled at the thought of successfully making her point. Otherwise, she might have had to assimilate the middle Tendo daughter…

Tbc.