Sailor Moon ST (Star Trek)
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me…only the concept.
Note: This is a multi-genre story.
Part 52
Eventually, Usagi was able to find a hidden panel underneath the floor boards. Using a safety pin that she always has in her hair she was able to jury-rig the door's locking mechanism without sounding the alarm. Quietly, Usagi crept down a darkened corridor, and out into an underground complex. The complex was below her, which was filled with activity. Usagi quickly ducked below the railing.
"Where the heck am I?" Usagi mused, as she observed the proceedings from her perch. Then, she looked down again, where she noticed that the equipment was for bioengineering.
"Hey!"
Usagi quickly turned her head to see a security guard. Even without her extra-powers, she was a skilled martial artist.
Leg SWEEP!
"Oof!" said the guard.
Usagi then scrambled over to the fallen guard, and applied the Vulcan nerve pinch. She then dragged the body to a nearby office, where Usagi put on the guards clothes, and tied the guard up in the broom closet.
A few minutes later, Usagi was walking towards the main level, as she surveyed the area. Apparently, she was a "guest" of the G Corporations, a subsidiary of the Mishma Zaibatsu. Finding a service elevator, Usagi utilized it, hoping to get to the ground level. However, instead of stopping at the ground level, the elevator continued its journey to a higher floor.
"Well, the jigs up," Usagi mused.
When the elevator finally stopped, it opened up in a large gymnasium. With nothing better to do, and knowing that someone was waiting for her, Usagi got off. When she did, the elevator's door closed.
"I'm glad that you have made it, Lady Usashinko," said a voice.
In the center of a large tournament mat stood a man. Power and evil seemed to be emitting from him, in spite of his ridiculous hair-style. He wore his sparring clothes. Next to him stood Usagi's attacker, the blond assassin known Nina Williams.
"Kazuya Mishma," Usagi retorted. "I see that you are still around, even after your father tried to kill you a few months ago."
"The old man is probably getting soft," Kazuya replied. "By the way, I heard that you have lost a lot of your power recently."
"Word travels fast," Usagi replied. "So, tell me, have you been stirring up trouble lately?"
"Humph. You wound me. I tell you what. If you can survive your beating, I'll tell you everything. Nina?"
As Nina left the mat, Kazuya got into a fighting stance. Lightning seemed to flow throughout his body.
"I'm going to enjoy this," Kazuya says.
Meanwhile…
At the Rantsu Foundation, a humanitarian arm of the Mishma Zaibatsu, a family reunion of sorts is taking place.
"Are…are you…me?" Ranma Saotome asked hesitantly.
Nabiki Tendo, Ranma's partner, was awestruck at the idea that the man seated before them could be an older Ranma.
"Don't be absurd," the man replied. "If you were me, would you not be here in my place?"
"…"
"I thought so."
Then the man got up, and stood before Ranma. And then he bowed.
"I am Kenshiro Rantsu, the acting clan head of the Rantsu. It is an honor to reacquaint myself with the founder of our family."
"Uh, thanks?" Ranma said, as he was taken aback.
Then, Kenshiro bowed towards Nabiki.
"It is an honor to meet you, Miss Tendo. You have a great future ahead of you in the business community."
Nabiki, who was also taken aback, merely nodded.
Kenshiro straightened his gray business suit, and then placed his hands on Ranma's shoulders.
"It's good to see you again, Ranma. When Nodoka told me that she ran into you a while back, I had hoped to see you again."
"Wait a minute," Ranma said, as he removed Ken's hands from his shoulders. "How do I know that YOU are related to me? For all I know, this could be some trick."
"True, so, how about this as proof?"
Ken took a glass of water from his desk, and poured it on his head.
"Ken…he…SHE looks just like your female form!" Nabiki cried.
"Males are rare within our clan, thanks to your curse," Ken said, as she took a towel to dry herself. "When there are Rantsus males, the Jusenkyo curse manifests itself. It passes through the female line of our clan, so THEIR sons could inherit the curse as well."
Ranma was in a state of shock. He had long accepted that he would never get rid of the curse, but it was a damaging blow to his ego that other people were cursed because of him.
Nabiki looked at her potential brother-in-law with sympathy. She may have been a mercenary, but she could imagine how much it would hurt both Ranma and Akane if their kids get the Ranma's curse.
"Look, it's not so bad," Ken replied, as she shifted back into her male form. "It's a good that you developed a family technique that allows us males to have some control over our forms. And that has helped cement our clan's reputation as spies and assassins, among other things."
"Spies? Assassins???" Ranma exclaimed. Did he found a shinobu?
"Ranma, please," Nabiki said, as she tried to calm down her friend. "We would like to talk to you about Ranma and his past, as well as this girl named-"
"'Usagi Tsukino?' Ah, yes, HER. If you, Ranma Saotome, is the 'Father' of our clan, then she is 'the Mother'."
"You mean…I…HER?!" Ranma exclaimed, thinking that Akane will kill him if she finds out that he's been with another woman.
"Relax, Ranma. Your marriage to her ended years ago, though, I'm afraid the circumstances behind it was rather tragic."
"What happened?" Nabiki asked.
"I rather not say, since I did promise Lady Usashinko-"
"That's Usagi, right?"
"Right. Anyway, I promised Lady Usashinko that I'd let her explain it, but I can show you your personal things, Lord Ranshin."
"Please, call me 'Ranma'," Ranma said. "So, where can we find Usagi?"
"That's the thing. We don't know."
"What happened?"
"We lost her signal yesterday."
"Do you think she's been kidnapped or not?" Nabiki asked.
"Not sure. Then again, with the amount of enemies Ranma and Usagi have acquired over the years, I wouldn't be surprised that what you said is the case."
"Ranma, it will be okay," Nabiki said, as she rubbed Ranma's back. "We'll get through this."
"I hope so," Ranma replied. "It's just that now, I'm not sure if I want to find out."
Meanwhile, over at the Genetic Corporation…
"Ha!" Kazuya Mishma said, as he delivered a powerful forward punch.
Usagi blocked the blow, and followed through with a back fist.
Kazuya smirked, as he caught the fist, pulled Usagi forward, and performed a reverse crescent kick to the back of Usagi's head…
POW!
Usagi fell forward, but she flipped over, pulled Kazuya's arm, tucked in her leg, and kicked Kazuya's ribs…
CRACK!
"Argh!" Kazuya said, as he said backward.
Usagi got into a fighting stance, ignoring the pain she felt on her head.
"Kazuya, you don't need to do this," Usagi said. "Ranma and I took you in after your father abused you."
"My father made me strong," Kazuya replied. "Besides, I've embraced my Devil side…"
"But you and Jun were suppose to be so happy together! Granted, your father did kill you-"
"You know NOTHING of lose! My father took my happiness away from me!"
"I don't know about lose? I…DON'T…KNOW…ABOUT…LOSE?!"
The pain of lose that Usagi felt somehow cracked the psychic barrier that Kami-sama had placed upon her. Like Kazuya, etheric energy danced around her body, and her eyes glowed. Wings made out of feathers sprouted out of her back, as weird markings appeared on her face.
"Heh, Angel," Kazuya said, as he shifted to his Devil form. "I was wondering where you went."
"You chose to reject me, son of Heihachi," Angel replied. "So, Lady Usashinko was kind enough to allow me to give me residence with her body. I, in turn, can manifest myself whenever I'm needed."
"Feh. I should have destroyed you when I had the chance."
And with that, Devil leaped at Angel, thus continuing the battle that Kazuya and Usagi started.
Meanwhile…
CLICK.
Kenshiro turned on the lights to the little used vault.
"There's a lot of stuff here," Kenshiro said. "It has yet to be re-categorized."
Ranma looked at the artifacts. In one corner, there were pictures, paintings and draped clothing. He went to one costume, and examined it.
"Take a look at this, Nabiki," Ranma said, as he felt it.
Nabiki looked closely. The costume had a red shirt and pants, but the symbol of the emblem that was on the shirt looked familiar…
"Ranma, do you have that badge of yours still?"
"Yeah," Ranma replied, as he pulled out that weird badge. It was an arrowhead made out of gold. "Hey, it matches!"
"Indeed it should," Kenshiro, as he handed Ranma a datapad. "This is from one of your logs from a computer file."
Ranma and Nabiki took a look at the picture. The scene looked normal enough. In the background, there was a large castle, and there was Ranma (who was in the red uniform), Usagi (who was in a gold mini-skirt), and some unfamiliar people. However, it was the sky that was strange. First, it was green, and there were three moons in the heavens.
"That's strange," Ranma said.
Nabiki looked closely. There were two females draped all over Ranma…GREEN women draped all over Ranma, with Usagi apparently upset.
"Well, Saotome, I see that no WHERE you go, women luv you."
Ranma paled at the thought at what Akane would think, if she sees this picture.
"That picture was taken in an alternate future timeline, when you were an officer on a starship. Security, I think."
Kenshiro then picked up a vase, that was among others.
This vase was made right after Jason of Greece selected his crew on the Argo. Together, "the Argonauts would go on a quest to obtain the Golden Fleece."
And then, he picked up another vase.
"And this was made during the 19th dynasty, when Prince Khafu Khatar led Egypt to its greatest height in power under the reign of Ramses II."
"So, what's that suppose to mean?" Ranma asked.
"Ranma, take a look!" Nabiki said, as she examined the vases.
In spite of the different pictographic style, both of them had images of Ranma and Usagi!"
"You GOT to be kidding me!"
"No, I'm not," Kenshiro replied. "Lady Usashinko told me many tales of your travels with her, how you were taken from your home, thanks to an enemy's trick. In fact, we have the video for it. You can access the file on the data pad."
Ranma was trying to find the "on" switch on the data pad.
"Here," Nabiki said, as she pressed a window screen.
A video image of the Furikan High School grounds, where two familiar figures are battling for dominance.
"Hey!" Ranma exclaimed. "This was that fight I had with Kuno."
"Hmmm," Nabiki replied. "From this time index, this happened just before the last school year ended."
"How did you…?" Ranma asked.
"We kept watch over you after you were born," Ken said. "The only regret about that is that we couldn't interfere in your father's questionable motives, even if he did succeed in making you a one of the greatest warriors to ever live."
"Well, of course…"
Tbc.
