Star Trek: Ranma's Chronicles – By DS Wynne

Disclaimer: "Ranma 1/2 ", "Sailor Moon" and other sources (unless stated otherwise) belong to their respective owners.

Note: This is a multi-genre crossover/fusion story.


Part 55: "Normalcy, Act 3".


Location: DS9 (Bajor Sector).

With the baseball game between Sisko's "Niners" and Solak's "Logicians" a "go", Usagi and Ranma took the time to practice her fast pitch. Legend had it that Usagi threw a "fastball" SO fast, that it actually went through Time.

A few hours before…

"Okay, Usagi," Ranma said, as she and Sisko observed from the dugout. "Let's see what you have."

Usagi, already dressed in her baseball uniform and cap, nods her head. The holosuite that was NOT being used to contain Happosai would be used for the even. So for practice, the station's computer system will create the appropriate holograms. The imaginary catcher indicates that he was ready for the pitch. Usagi nods her head again, winds up her pitch, and-

BOOM!

As the ball left her hand, contrails formed around it. A moment later, the ball broke the sound barrier. A few moments later, the ball was moving at the speed of light. Finally, a few minutes after THAT, the baseball, or what's left of it, disappeared. The holographic catcher's holograms were disrupted, causing it to disappear. If a real person was the catcher, he or she might have been disintegrated.

"Oopsie…"

Sisko and Ranma rose from the bottom of the dug out. It was a good thing that the room was reinforced, just in case Ranma's suspicions were correct.

"I was afraid about this," Ranma says, as she rises from the dugout, and head for Usagi's position.

"About what, Ranma?" Sisko says.

"Her base power source has continued to grow," Ranma says. "When I taught Usagi how to play, I told her to use her 'ki' as a means to put more 'umph' into her pitches."

"But that was when I was still basically human, Ranma," Usagi says.

"Yes, and that's the problem. You are NOT human in the conventional sense. Heck, you haven't even begun to tap into that potential."

"Wait a minute. I have a 'Gammazon' form, a 'Cosmo-Knight' form, and I can achieve 'Super-Saiyajin Level Five'…AND I can combine all three forms if necessary."

"Hon, trust me, you haven't reach the maximum limits of your power," Ranma says.

"Which is not a sign of humanity," Sisko says. "Of THAT I am sure."

"Have you achieve 'Sailor Cosmos' status yet?" Ranma asks.

"Um…no," Usagi replies.

"See? Believe it or not, your 'Sailor Cosmos' form is stronger than all three, since it is directly tied to the aspect of Order known as 'The Weaver'."

"The Weaver? Oh, that's right. Gandalf-sama told me about the Cosmic Triat of Weaver, Wyld and Wyrm. And if I recall, he said that Weaver and Wyld compliment each other, while balanced by the Wyrm. If this isn't possible, then the Wyrm becomes the imbalanced force that destroys the universe."

All this goes over Sisko's head.

"…"

"Oh, sorry, sir," Ranma says.

"Not a problem, Ranma," Sisko says. "Point of the matter is that I want to win the game fair and square."

"Then I have an idea…"

So, out of fairness to Solak, much to Sisko's chagrin, Usagi will be using a spare pair of Ranma's modified "arm bracers". Point of fact is that while Ranma is more skilled in the martial arts, Usagi possessed more power. Already, Usagi's arm bracers were sparking whenever she threw her "fastballs". Thankfully, the Runic magic inscribed on them held.

FWOOSH!

"Strike!" yells the faux-umpire.

"See?" Ranma says. "The arm-bands will force Usagi to work on her skills, which are already pretty good."

"Then we have the making of a good team, then-" Sisko began.

Suddenly, a rip in the space-time continuum occurs. A man dressed in a scarlet red costume (with a thin lightning bolt on the chest, and a lightning bolt around the waist) and cowl steps out of the rift.

"Hey, Bunny," the man said with a smile, as he hands Usagi's ball back to a speechless Usagi. "Be careful where you throw your balls."

"…"

"Who are you?" Ranma says.

The man smiles at Ranma.

"An old friend, sensei. Oh, and congratulations on your twins."

And with that, both the man and the rift disappear.

FWOOMP!

Sisko turns to Ranma.

"What the hell was THAT?"

"I REALLY don't know anymore. Wait a minute…TWINS?"

"Didn't you get the results of your pregnancy?" Usagi says, as she examines the ball for unusual energy characteristics.

"Yeah, but I didn't want to look at them out of a fear of spoiling the surprise."

"What's the prognosis?" Sisko says, as he observes the ball floating in her hand. She had taken off her dampers in order to conduct a full examination.

"I'm not sure, but the energies that I'm sensing is something that I have not experienced before. It feels like a rush of cool and hot air at the same time…"

"Well, whatever it is," says Ranma, as she slings the bag full of baseball equipment over her shoulders, "we should focus on the game."

"Of that, I agree," Sisko says.

A short time later, as Ranma was returning to her quarters, Lt/Commander Kiima floats up to her.

"Sir, we have a situation concerning one of the 'Augments'."

Ranma sighs.

"What has Jack done NOW?"

"It seems that he feels ignored concerning you, sir."

Ranma raised an eyebrow.

A few minutes later, Ranma enters the suite, with Kiima, where the Augments were staying. Bashir and Dax were sitting on one side of the room, while the Augments were sitting on the other side.

"Jack, you HAVE to stop this!" says Sarina (blond sprite), as she pleads with her friend.

"Please, listen to Sarina," Dax says.

"Now, Jack," Bashir says. "We must think things through-"

"No!" Jack yells. He then notices Ranma, and points at her. "I'm telling you that this THING is a danger to the universe!"

Lauren (who could easily pass as Jadzia's twin, sans the Trill spots) and Patrick see Ranma as well. While the goatee-wearing Jack was prone to violence, and Sarina was normally quiet, Lauren was a complete "nymphomaniac", while the sixty-year old Patrick had a mind like a child.

"Hey, it's the man who turns to a woman!" Patrick yells in glee. "And she has gotten fat!"

"No, my young friend," Lauren says, with a hungry smile. "Ranma had sex with a man. They say that in the late term, pregnant women are a lot more aroused…"

Ranma turns a beet red.

"Just say the word, sir," Kiima whispered.

Ranma looks at Kiima.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Ranma replies.

"Every moment, sir," Kiima says with a smirk.

With a sigh, Ranma returns her attention back to the Augments.

"Jack, we already gone through all this," Ranma says. "I am NOT a threat."

"Oh, but you are!"

Jack hops off his seat, and begin rolling archival data. Some were of ancient sources like hieroglyphs, both Egyptian and Babylonian, while others were more modern. Some Ranma did not recognize.

"With the data I have gathered since the last time I was here, I have concluded that you are TOO dangerous to be trusted. YOU are the true threat to the galaxy! And soon…everyone will know."

Ranma looks at Jack, then at Dax and Bashir, then at the Augments…and then back at Jack.

"So?"

"SO?"

"Yeah. Let me break it down to you. I AM A DANGEROUS ELEMENT. Why do you think the Klingons consider me a hero? And the only 'threat' I am, is to those who would threaten the lives of those I care about. As for WHAT I am…those who NEED to know already know about who I am, what I am and what I do."

Ranma pulls out a Cardassian iso-linear chip.

"As for your threat, I've learned how to take precaution a LONG time ago, or did you think your activities would have escaped my notice?"

"NO!" Jack yells, as he lunges at Ranma. Kiima was about to defend her commanding officer, when-

"SLEEPING BEAUTY," Ranma says, in an ominous voice.

CLUMP!

"Will Jack be okay?" Bashir says, as he picks Jack up.

"Sure," Ranma replies. The last time he was here, I planted a trigger phrase just in case Jack here gets out of hand."

"That is a bit unethical, don't you think, sir?"

Ranma looks at Bashir.

"I'm an 'IO', not a doctor. Remember THAT the next time you excuse of ethical lapses."

"Hmmm," Lauren says. "Even as a woman, Ranma is still the Alpha."

"Is that the Greek letter or the galactic quadrant you are referring to?" Patrick asks.

"Never mind."

Ranma merely harrumphed, and leaves the suite, with the intention of taking a nap. However…

"Captain?"

Ranma focuses her attention onto Constable Odo, a shape-shifting member of the Founders. Odo has done his best to stay out of the conflict between the Dominion and the Federation Alliance with great difficulty.

"Yes, Odo?"

"I wanted you go over this before I left to investigate," Odo says, as he hands over a data-pad to Ranma.

Ranma quickly scans the document, and frowns.

"Captain?"

"This doesn't make sense," Ranma says. "You're sure that this is correct?"

"The encryption is based on my past encounters with Gul Russol," Odo replies.

"Hmmm. So you want to investigate this?"

"That is the plan."

"Who will go with you?"

"I was thinking of go to the rendezvous site by myself-"

"I don't THINK so, Odo, not in this environment. I will come along with you."

"With all due respect, with your…condition…"

"I can take care of myself, Odo. You've known me for years, right?"

Odo nods his head.

"Very well, but I must insist that if I see you in harms way, I will take lead."

"You have yourself a deal, Constable. Besides, with all this craziness, I need to get out of town…so to speak."

With very little notice, only letting a reluctant Sisko to know of what was going on, Odo and Ranma travels to a neighboring system (in the Mississippi, one of DS9's "runabouts") just in reach of Dominion space.

"So…what is it like to be pregnant?" Odo asks.

"It's like…trying to carry a large ball under your skin," Ranma replied. "And I mean LARGE ball."

"I see. Well, here we are…"

The runabout lands on a barren moon, a moon that possessed an atmosphere.

"You certainly pick your places, Odo."

"I did not original choose it, Captain."

The two exit their craft, and walk into a cavern. Odo helps Ranma through various passageways, since she has been wearing a maternity dress (like a "muumuu") underneath her duster. She is also carrying a saddlebag over her left shoulder.

"Thanks," Ranma says. "Man, being pregnant is SUCH a pain-"

"Wait, I hear something," Odo says. Changelings had sensitive hearing.

So do uber-martial artists.

"I hear it, too," Ranma says.

"Wait here," Odo says, as he steps forth. "Alright, come out…whoever you are!"

"Really…is that a way to treat a friendly ally?" says Weyoun the Vorta (pale-skinned, big eared aliens with thick, mop-like hair and poor eye-sight in certain circumstances), as he steps out of the shadows. He then sees Ranma. "Ah, why isn't it the lovely Captain Ranma Saotome. What a pleasant surprise…"

Ranma was about to make a retort, but Odo spoke forth.

"What are you doing here, Weyoun?" Odo says. "And where is Gul Russol?"

"Well…he will not be joining you today, considering the fact that he is no with us."
"So…this is a trap?" Ranma asks.

"Hardly. If it were a trap, surely Jem'Hadar soldiers would have surrounded you and the Founder. And considering the fact that MISS Saotome is about to give birth soon, I doubt that either of you can seriously stop an attack."

Odo stares at Weyoun.

"If this was indeed a trap, then you would have sprung the trap WHILE making the usual exposition," Odo says.

"Very good," Weyoun says. "You live up to your status as a Founder."

"Okay," Ranma says. "So what do you want?"

"I am here to formerly request asylum, Captain Saotome. I want to 'work' for the good guys for a change."

"!"

Tbc.