Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. Oh wait a sec, wrong story.

A/N: Wow. I'm surprised how many reviews this story managed to pull in on the first chapter. Thank you to all of you who responded. Oh and for those of you who are curious, Disgaea is currently at Episode 7 and the Ranma series is placed 1 year after the failed wedding.

A bright flash and a temporal flux in the space time continuum (or some other scientific mumbo jumbo that no one cares about) heralded the coming of the ultimate chaos factor.

Unfortunately for said chaos factor, he appeared upside-down and landed on his head.

Ranma quickly got up and looked around, hoping no one saw him.

The landscape was barren and desolate. Ranma noted to himself that it looked a lot like the post apocalyptic world he had been transported to once, where he had met some insanely strong fighters named veggie something and carrot.

Finally Ranma spotted a sign; WELCOME TO THE NETHERWORLD PLEASE DO NOT FEED THE DEMONS

'Okay, so I'm in hell. This cant possibly get any worse.'

Famous last words.

--------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------

Laharl was bored. And a bored, adolescent, demonic, teenager was not a good combination. Oh sure, he was overlord and all that but now there was nothing to do. The last piece of action he saw was at the heart of evil where he fought Mid-Boss the last time.

'If something interesting doesn't happen soon I'm gonna scream' Laharl thought to himself.

Ask and ye shall receive.

"Prince! Something interesting just happened!" Deamoness Etna shouted.

Bout time.

"I told you I am the OVERLORD!"

"Details, details."

Etna was a piece of work. She had red hair tied up in two pig tails along with a pair of small wings and tail that marked her as a demon. She also had a skulls head earring on one of her pointed ears and an outfit that threw every meaning of decency out the window.

"I'm not a detail," growled Laharl murderously.

"Whatever. Anyway, the dimensional gatekeeper said that there was a huge disturbance in the stellar graveyard."

That was another thing about her. Although Etna was technically his vassal he sometimes wondered who was really running the show.

"The stellar graveyard again? Probably just more space junk."

"Laharl! We should check to see if there are any survivors! They may need help."

Uh Oh, Flonne's in on this now.

Flonne was an angel from Celestia, the city of angels. She had been ordered to assassinate Laharl's father who had died 2 years before the order was given. To this day Laharl wondered why the Seraphim had sent her. It didn't seem like she could even assassinate a fly without some moral conflict.

She was an eccentric person, the perfect Angel stereotype always preaching about love and kindness saying that 'Demons can love too.' And she had stayed with Laharl to try and prove it.

Laharl had taken her on as a vassal to show her life's unpleasant realities or as he liked to put it, "Burn a true vision of horror into that empty little head of hers."

She still hadn't changed.

Laharl knew a lost cause when he saw it. Netherworld hath no fury like an angel scorned and he knew better than to argue with her. Every time he tried he always ended up loosing.

Sighing, he hopped off his throne and shouldered his broadsword, "Fine we'll go. Need something to do anyway."

Walking through the various hallways of the castle they finally came to the dimensional gate.

"Hey prince!"

Laharl looked and spotted a raggedly looking zombie, one of his fathers vassals.

"What do you want Zommie?"

"Oh I just wanted to tell you that our castle mages picked up a huge energy signature in the Stellar Graveyard. If your going there you might want to take some backup. Just FYI"

"You know, you could always help me."

"You kidding right?"

Grumbling something about stupid zombies knowing their place Laharl turned to Etna and sighed.

"Etna, we're going to need the Prinny Squad."

"Do you know where they are?" she asked.

"There's only one place that they would go."

A few minutes later Laharl, Etna, and Flonne stood outside one of the stores in the castle.

"Don't worry," said Etna in a disturbingly cute voice, "Ill get them." Shouldering her giant axe she entered the store.

BANG! CRASH! SMASH!

The front window on the store exploded in a shower of glass and three penguin like creatures flew out, slamming into the wall behind Flonne.

Etna stood in the remainder of the window with her cleaver in her hands.

"Drink coffee on your break time!" she shouted.

The prinnies immediately shook off their concussions and saluted before following Etna to the dimensional gate.

Laharl took one last look at the store before following Etna.

Damn Starbucks. How the hell did they convince us to open a branch down here?

It did get worse.

Ranma had been walking for exactly one hour and already he was starting to hate this place. He had been ambushed twice by various low-level demons and he was getting hungry. The desolate landscape was devoid of any life and lacking a lunch from earlier, he was starting to get loud complaining noises from his stomach.

Well, looks like I'm on my own for this one. Just me against the Netherworld.

His stomach growled again.

Ok, us against the netherworld.

Ranma jumped to the top of another low hill, trying to get a view of his surroundings.

The place was full of junk, it looked like the Netherworld dumping ground. All of the lakes and rivers had a greenish tint to them and the trash was so compact it actually made ground you could easily walk on.

His searches of the place hadn't been completely useless however. He had found some rusty armor and weapons, some coins that looked like the local currency, and some midgets with glowing fingertips (which is a different story entirely).

All of a sudden, his nose perked up at a familiar smell. It was food.

Hunger overrode logic as Ranma instantly zeroed in on the smell and started to follow it, heedless of the danger he was approaching.

Finally as he crested the top of an enormous hill he saw two golden arches in the sky.

No…It cant be. There's no way there could possibly be one here!

Printed in big white letters were the words 'McDonalds: Netherworld Branch.'

Running the last mile to McDonalds: 6.7 seconds

Knocking out every demon in line to get to the front: 4.8 seconds

Placing a gigantic order and having it served: 45.6 seconds

Eating the entire order by yourself: Priceless

There are some things that watches cant time. For everything else, there's Rolex.

Ranma sighed and put his hands on the back of his head. Now that he was fed, he had to start worrying about where he was going to stay. Except for the occasional demon he hadn't found any sign of a town or city where he could stay.

He examined the map on the table once again. He had picked it up from a small information booth in the McDonalds.

It appeared that the scroll had transported him straight in the middle of the Danger Zone of the Netherworld. If he went east he would hit Salamanders Breath, a volcano area.

If he went west he would never get out of the stellar graveyard, north would take him to the frozen land of Jotenheim while south would get him stuck in the Cave of Ordeal.

Ranma crumpled up the map and threw it in the trash.

What a waste of money. I already knew I was screwed over without that maps help.

And then, it happened.

Moments earlier:

Laharl and company wearily trudged through the stellar graveyard. The cleric who ran the dimensional gate had told them that she couldn't get a lock on the energy reading and had transported them as close as she could.

If demons had known about cars then Laharl would have compared this to a road trip.

Etna immediately started saying that she needed to go to the bathroom while Flonne was starting to complain about all the walking. Even the prinnies were starting to whine.

And it had only been 5 minutes.

"FINE!" Laharl shouted as Etna began to complain again, "We'll stop at this McDonalds and then you can do what you want!"

Grumbling to himself he led the way to the restaurant when just outside the door, Etna stopped.

"What now?" asked Laharl.

Etna suddenly drew her axe and the prinnies followed suit. Flonne took the bow off of her back as well.

"He's in there prince."

"How can you tell?"

"I don't know how, I just know."

Laharl drew the sword of his back, "Well then, lets introduce ourselves."

"WIND CUTTER!"

A shout was followed by a huge explosion near the front of the store. Ranma immediately got into a defensive stance and tried to survey the threat through the smoke. The next sound Ranma heard made him sweatdrop.

SMACK!

"Laharl! They make doors for a reason you know!" said a voice full of righteous feminine anger.

"Whine whine whine. Its only a McDonalds."

"That's beside the point."

A new voice joined the other two, "Focus people. We have an objective to complete."

The smoke finally cleared and both sides got a look at their opposition.

Laharl was stuned, "A human…?"

"In the…" Flonne continued.

"Netherworld?" Etna finished.

Activate Saotome standard greeting procedure 101.

Ranma scratched the back of his head, "My names Ranma Saotome. Sorry about this."

A/N: The first meeting between the two characters. You can feel the tension rising. Please remember to leave a review on your way out.

Cheers.