|\v/| Primal Chaos
|=_=| [rn][xo:fus][bw] A Ranma 1/2 / Beast Wars crossover fusion
:\_/: Part 1: Big Cat, Little Cat
---begin part 1---
It began, as usual, with the arrival of a postcard followed, soon
after, by the arrival of a large man in white and his son in red.
However, there were differences. The man had a head of black and
white striped hair while the boy's hair was golden with black
spots. Their clothes were also not the expected cotton gi and
Chinese outfit, but fur-covered battle armor.
Most notable, however, was the fact that although it was raining,
both seemed to be human males. Although this would only be
remarkable if you knew what should have happened if not for a
little change in history some sixty five billion years earlier.
It happened when the leader of a force of time travelling
transformers compared a mountain to one recorded on a golden disk,
then asked his assistant to blow up the mountain so he could watch
as the disk's record of the future changed.
Yet history is remarkably resilient and only a few remote villages
in China were truly affected by the premature destruction of
Jusendo. Indeed, even the remote Joketsuzoku villages were barely
affected by the absence of Jusenkyo in their history. However, the
people who would have settled on Jusendo and been mutated by it's
strange waters, didn't and weren't, and the Musk Dynasty found a
completely different way to acquire the powers of beasts.
And instead of being lured to train in the now non-existent
training grounds of Jusenkyo, Ranma and his father were transformed
into beast warriors. Although, they did not, exactly, have
permission to 'borrow' the Musk's ancient artefact.
---
After Soun enthusiastically greeted his old friend and introduced
his future son-in-law to his three daughters to make a choice,
his good mood was ruined by a refusal.
"What do you mean, you won't marry one of my daughters?" Soun
demanded. "What's wrong with them?"
"Not 'won't'," Ranma asserted, "'can't'. And the fault lies in my
construction, not theirs."
"It is true," Genma agreed sadly in an ominous, 'so this is it,
we're all going to die,' tone. "It is such a terrible tragedy!"
"What are you talking about?" Nabiki demanded, unwilling to let the
hunk slip out of her fingers.
"What's wrong with you?" Kasumi fussed over him with a concern that
was somewhat more than motherly; she was starting to reconsider her
stance on younger men.
"Stop that you two," Akane glared at her sisters as the emphatic
statement, that he couldn't marry her, er, one of them, had eased
her fears for the moment. "He is our guest."
"No," Soun insisted, "I demand to know why you can't marry my
daughters!"
"Where to begin," Genma mussed then stood up. "Prime! Perhaps if
I just demonstrated."
The girls pulled back as Genma flipped in the air. It was not the
acrobatics that startled them, but the way his armoured body came
apart at the seams and folded into another shape. At the end of
the rapid transformation sequence, a white Bengal tiger landed on
the floor and snarled at them.
"Stop that, Old Man," Ranma protested and clubbed the tiger's head
with a fist. "Frag it! You're scaring them!"
"Did he really become that tiger," Akane asked to confirm what her
eyes told her. "What's going on?"
"So a were-tiger came to visit," Nabiki observed in near hysteria,
"happens all the time."
"Father, why are you friends with him?" Kasumi demanded, more than
merely near to hysterics.
"He wasn't that way before," Soun answered.
"It happened two months ago," the tiger observed, "at the secret
training ground of the Musk Dynasty."
"Ah," Soun said with sudden understanding, "the legendary Beast
Warriors. It seems that you learned the secrets of their art."
"Yes," Genma nodded sadly. "However, I could never imagine the
true horror of their secret."
"True horror?" Ranma gasped at the understatement. "What were you
thinking, doing this to me?" He jumped at the tiger and was soon
embroiled in a fierce exchange of blows.
"Foolish boy," the tiger retorted, "weren't you prepared to
sacrifice your life for the sake of the Art?"
"My life, yes," Ranma growled, "but not my humanity. Beast mode!"
The Tendo family watched in horrid fascination as Ranma's body
unfolded, twisted and refolded. He crouched on the floor then let
out a snarl and returned to the battle. And while the tiger had
been able to hold it's own against the boy, it seemed that the
cheetah was another matter entirely.
Out manoeuvred at every turn by the cheetah's superior speed and
reflexes, Genma had no choice but to unleash an ultimate attack
for which his body was perfectly suited.
"I'm sorry! Forgive me! Please forgive me!" Genma supplicated
until the cheetah gave up snarling and batting at him.
"Ah, the 'Crouch of the Wild Tiger'," Soun said in fond recall and
some relief. "Saotome, it is you!"
Seeing that his feline son had found a place to curl up and nap,
Genma maximised back to humanoid form, then nodded. "Indeed it is,
Tendo."
"So you can become a tiger and your son turns into a cheetah," Soun
observed with sudden calm, "that's not so bad. Not bad at all.
The boy can still marry one of my girls."
"Daddy!" the girls protested.
Genma shook his head forlornly. "It wouldn't be right, Tendo. The
terrible secret of our transformations is that even these forms are
no longer human."
"What do you mean?" the girls gasped as one in fascinated horror.
"Look at the way we transform," Ranma said and maximised as slowly
as he could. Parts of him opened up and moved around; the forearms
pulled away onto his back and human arms lifted clear of his chest
cavity, the cheetah's head settled into his chest cavity while the
human head rose from his torso. At the end, everything seemed to
meld together seamlessly leaving what appeared to be an ordinary
boy wearing an oddly decorated suit of metal, ceramic and fur
armor.
Nabiki reached out to poke his chestplate with sick fascination.
"That's not just armor, is it?" It was hard as metal in places but
warm as
flesh.
"Yes and no," Ranma sighed. "I am cybernetic; an amalgam of flesh
and machine and there's no way to separate the two. The secret of
the Musk was a device built using an ancient alien technology that
combines human, animal and machinery into one being."
"So you can't ...? I mean ...."
"I can't take my armor off," Ranma clarified. "What you see is all
of me. Will you please stop that."
---
Herb brooded on his throne as his most trusted aides, and boyhood
friends, reported that whomever had stolen into the Chamber of
Rebirth had escaped across the Sea of Japan. The problem was that
while the Musk acknowledged no equal as warriors, and were excellent
trackers, they had problems moving about in the modern world. For
all that their bodies were the creation of alien science, they were
just barbarians at heart.
Take Herb for instance; a strong warrior with an astounding mastery
of chi attacks even before being merged with the remains of a
'dragon' to become even stronger as a beast warrior, but ask him
what an electron was and he'd reply that the Musk weren't a
democracy.
Lime and Mint, merged with a Bengal tiger and a wolf, had an even
less than excellent education. Which was a pity because they had an
extensive knowledgebase at their fingertips if they only knew how
to access the computers idling in the heart of the Musk Citadel.
That ignorance didn't mean that they lacked a certain cunning.
"We did find something of interest, though, Lord Herb," Mint
replied, indicating their prisoner. "This one was following their
trail, though badly. He seems to want revenge against one of the
thieves."
"He is rather strong for a mere human," Lime admitted, "but he
wouldn't stand a chance against the beast warrior his foe has
become. We thought that if he lead us to the thieves, we could
destroy his enemy for him instead."
"Yes, yes," Herb considered the restrained youth. "No. You will
have a chance at revenge, boy, if you lead us to them. Take him to
the transformation chamber!"
---
"I'm Akane," she offered cheerfully, having classified Ranma as
being 'mostly harmless', "let's be friends, okay? You do Martial
Arts, right? How about a little match?"
Ranma smiled and warmed to her; anyone who still wanted to be
friendly after discovering what a freak he'd become was alright.
However, a match was another matter. Still, he didn't want to
insult her. "Sure," he replied carefully, "just for fun, okay.
I promise I won't hurt you."
Akane tensed up. "Don't underestimate me, Ranma. I'm ...."
"... only human," he interrupted mournfully. "I have an unfair
advantage, ye know."
Akane hesitated at that, but persisted. "Alright, let's see just
how good you really are!"
The answer was 'very'. He was too fast for her to hit and seemed
to be able to anticipate her moves, then finishing the battle by
knocking her over with a single tap.
"That... that was amazing," Akane observed breathlessly from
exertion. "I can't believe how strong and swift you are."
"Yeah, well, I did train for ten years before becoming a cyborg,"
Ranma replied. "It ain't all my mechanical advantage."
"Well, I'm just glad I wasn't beaten by a boy," Akane replied
thoughtlessly. "Oh, I didn't mean ...."
"Whatever," Ranma ground through his teeth, his expression
hardening.
---
A large rat reared up on its hind legs and yelled, "Ranma, this is
all your fault!"
"A rodent," Herb sighed as he saw what animal the chamber had fused
his 'volunteer' with, "how terribly disappointing."
---
Akane stepped into the bathroom and stared at Ranma who sat in the
furo polishing his armor with soap. She was acutely conscious of
her nudity for several instants, then shrugged it off with a forced
casual, "do you mind if I join you?"
Ranma urked as he noticed the naked girl standing next to the tub.
"Akane, what are you doing?"
"It's okay, isn't it?" she asked with blushing innocence.
"'Okay' isn't the word," Ranma replied in panic as he heard the girl
climb into the water beside him.
"Look, Ranma, I'm sorry for what I said earlier, but can't we still
be friends? Here, let me ..., uh, does your back need scrubbing?"
"Ah, yeah," he said and turned his back to her. "Hey, careful;
that's still me, you know!"
"You can feel this?" Akane asked as she kneed the fur lined metal
objects on his back and leaned in to look over his shoulder. "I
guess that makes sense. This becomes your front legs when you are
a cheetah, right. What does that feel like now? I mean, can you
feel another set of arms or what?"
"Nah, it's just like it's just part of my back at the moment," he
explained and tried to distract himself from the feel of her naked
breasts against him there. "I guess my nerves, or whatever, are
wired differently in this form."
"What's it like to transform?" Akane asked with genuine curiosity.
"It's hard to describe," Ranma said with a smile. "It feels
weird and natural at the same time. It's exhilarating really. My
beast mode feels so alive, like I could out-race the wind."
---
Kasumi was humming while preparing dinner. She paused and slide
open the window into the main room. "Excuse me, Mister Saotome,
but, ah, do you and Ranma need to eat?"
"Yes, of course," Genma replied. "We are still partly flesh and
even our mechanical parts seem to use food for fuel."
He turned back to the shogi board and a momentary smile quirked
the corners of his mouth. Some things never changed.
Just then the house was rocked by a yell of, "you pervert!" from
the bathroom. The yell broke the peace, Ranma's body broke the
wall and the pond broke his fall.
"It ain't my fault," he explained to the faces peering out of the
house. "I dropped the soap and Akane reached for it and grabbed
...."
"That wasn't the soap!" Akane yelled from above and tossed a bucket
at his head.
"I thought you said that you weren't, ah, fully functional?" Nabiki
observed as she peered discretely into the pond.
"Jeez, how was I to know that it was retractable?" Ranma asked.
"I just assumed it wasn't there. Ain't like these bodies came with
a manual or nothing."
"Don't look at me," Genma said. "It's not like I tried to test the
equipment either."
"So ... is it flesh or mechanical?"
"Nabiki!" Kasumi chided with a blush.
"Oh, like you weren't thinking the same thing?" her sister asked
archly.
"This is wonderful news!" Soun began to weep with joy. "The
schools can be united after all!"
"Omai!" Kasumi gasped.
---
"Once more, from the top. I'm Saotome Genma and this is my son
...."
"... Ranma. Ah, sorry about this."
"These are my daughters: Kasumi, Nabiki and Akane. Choose the
one you like, and she's your fiancee."
"Oh, he wants ...."
---
"... me!" Kasumi exclaimed, then blushed at her own forwardness and
explained, "I am the eldest, after all. It is my duty to ...."
"You can't marry him just for duty," Nabiki interrupted. "I'll take
him. After all, he isn't that bad looking for a machine man."
Akane looked between her sisters in disbelief.
"Well, Akane's already made her feelings know," Soun observed.
"Though she shouldn't be so noisy when staking her claim ...."
"What?" Akane gasped.
"She shouldn't be doing it at all," Kasumi disapproved. "Girls
shouldn't be so forward!"
"Hey, I was just ...."
"So it's really up to Ranma," Soun concluded and put him in the
spotlight. "Well, Son, which one will it be?"
"Uh.... well.... that is.... Beast Mode!"
"Frag!" Genma swore and transformed to rush after his redshifting
son. "Where do you think you're going, Little Cat? Come back and
be a man!"
---end part 1---
|=_=| [rn][xo:fus][bw] A Ranma 1/2 / Beast Wars crossover fusion
:\_/: Part 1: Big Cat, Little Cat
---begin part 1---
It began, as usual, with the arrival of a postcard followed, soon
after, by the arrival of a large man in white and his son in red.
However, there were differences. The man had a head of black and
white striped hair while the boy's hair was golden with black
spots. Their clothes were also not the expected cotton gi and
Chinese outfit, but fur-covered battle armor.
Most notable, however, was the fact that although it was raining,
both seemed to be human males. Although this would only be
remarkable if you knew what should have happened if not for a
little change in history some sixty five billion years earlier.
It happened when the leader of a force of time travelling
transformers compared a mountain to one recorded on a golden disk,
then asked his assistant to blow up the mountain so he could watch
as the disk's record of the future changed.
Yet history is remarkably resilient and only a few remote villages
in China were truly affected by the premature destruction of
Jusendo. Indeed, even the remote Joketsuzoku villages were barely
affected by the absence of Jusenkyo in their history. However, the
people who would have settled on Jusendo and been mutated by it's
strange waters, didn't and weren't, and the Musk Dynasty found a
completely different way to acquire the powers of beasts.
And instead of being lured to train in the now non-existent
training grounds of Jusenkyo, Ranma and his father were transformed
into beast warriors. Although, they did not, exactly, have
permission to 'borrow' the Musk's ancient artefact.
---
After Soun enthusiastically greeted his old friend and introduced
his future son-in-law to his three daughters to make a choice,
his good mood was ruined by a refusal.
"What do you mean, you won't marry one of my daughters?" Soun
demanded. "What's wrong with them?"
"Not 'won't'," Ranma asserted, "'can't'. And the fault lies in my
construction, not theirs."
"It is true," Genma agreed sadly in an ominous, 'so this is it,
we're all going to die,' tone. "It is such a terrible tragedy!"
"What are you talking about?" Nabiki demanded, unwilling to let the
hunk slip out of her fingers.
"What's wrong with you?" Kasumi fussed over him with a concern that
was somewhat more than motherly; she was starting to reconsider her
stance on younger men.
"Stop that you two," Akane glared at her sisters as the emphatic
statement, that he couldn't marry her, er, one of them, had eased
her fears for the moment. "He is our guest."
"No," Soun insisted, "I demand to know why you can't marry my
daughters!"
"Where to begin," Genma mussed then stood up. "Prime! Perhaps if
I just demonstrated."
The girls pulled back as Genma flipped in the air. It was not the
acrobatics that startled them, but the way his armoured body came
apart at the seams and folded into another shape. At the end of
the rapid transformation sequence, a white Bengal tiger landed on
the floor and snarled at them.
"Stop that, Old Man," Ranma protested and clubbed the tiger's head
with a fist. "Frag it! You're scaring them!"
"Did he really become that tiger," Akane asked to confirm what her
eyes told her. "What's going on?"
"So a were-tiger came to visit," Nabiki observed in near hysteria,
"happens all the time."
"Father, why are you friends with him?" Kasumi demanded, more than
merely near to hysterics.
"He wasn't that way before," Soun answered.
"It happened two months ago," the tiger observed, "at the secret
training ground of the Musk Dynasty."
"Ah," Soun said with sudden understanding, "the legendary Beast
Warriors. It seems that you learned the secrets of their art."
"Yes," Genma nodded sadly. "However, I could never imagine the
true horror of their secret."
"True horror?" Ranma gasped at the understatement. "What were you
thinking, doing this to me?" He jumped at the tiger and was soon
embroiled in a fierce exchange of blows.
"Foolish boy," the tiger retorted, "weren't you prepared to
sacrifice your life for the sake of the Art?"
"My life, yes," Ranma growled, "but not my humanity. Beast mode!"
The Tendo family watched in horrid fascination as Ranma's body
unfolded, twisted and refolded. He crouched on the floor then let
out a snarl and returned to the battle. And while the tiger had
been able to hold it's own against the boy, it seemed that the
cheetah was another matter entirely.
Out manoeuvred at every turn by the cheetah's superior speed and
reflexes, Genma had no choice but to unleash an ultimate attack
for which his body was perfectly suited.
"I'm sorry! Forgive me! Please forgive me!" Genma supplicated
until the cheetah gave up snarling and batting at him.
"Ah, the 'Crouch of the Wild Tiger'," Soun said in fond recall and
some relief. "Saotome, it is you!"
Seeing that his feline son had found a place to curl up and nap,
Genma maximised back to humanoid form, then nodded. "Indeed it is,
Tendo."
"So you can become a tiger and your son turns into a cheetah," Soun
observed with sudden calm, "that's not so bad. Not bad at all.
The boy can still marry one of my girls."
"Daddy!" the girls protested.
Genma shook his head forlornly. "It wouldn't be right, Tendo. The
terrible secret of our transformations is that even these forms are
no longer human."
"What do you mean?" the girls gasped as one in fascinated horror.
"Look at the way we transform," Ranma said and maximised as slowly
as he could. Parts of him opened up and moved around; the forearms
pulled away onto his back and human arms lifted clear of his chest
cavity, the cheetah's head settled into his chest cavity while the
human head rose from his torso. At the end, everything seemed to
meld together seamlessly leaving what appeared to be an ordinary
boy wearing an oddly decorated suit of metal, ceramic and fur
armor.
Nabiki reached out to poke his chestplate with sick fascination.
"That's not just armor, is it?" It was hard as metal in places but
warm as
flesh.
"Yes and no," Ranma sighed. "I am cybernetic; an amalgam of flesh
and machine and there's no way to separate the two. The secret of
the Musk was a device built using an ancient alien technology that
combines human, animal and machinery into one being."
"So you can't ...? I mean ...."
"I can't take my armor off," Ranma clarified. "What you see is all
of me. Will you please stop that."
---
Herb brooded on his throne as his most trusted aides, and boyhood
friends, reported that whomever had stolen into the Chamber of
Rebirth had escaped across the Sea of Japan. The problem was that
while the Musk acknowledged no equal as warriors, and were excellent
trackers, they had problems moving about in the modern world. For
all that their bodies were the creation of alien science, they were
just barbarians at heart.
Take Herb for instance; a strong warrior with an astounding mastery
of chi attacks even before being merged with the remains of a
'dragon' to become even stronger as a beast warrior, but ask him
what an electron was and he'd reply that the Musk weren't a
democracy.
Lime and Mint, merged with a Bengal tiger and a wolf, had an even
less than excellent education. Which was a pity because they had an
extensive knowledgebase at their fingertips if they only knew how
to access the computers idling in the heart of the Musk Citadel.
That ignorance didn't mean that they lacked a certain cunning.
"We did find something of interest, though, Lord Herb," Mint
replied, indicating their prisoner. "This one was following their
trail, though badly. He seems to want revenge against one of the
thieves."
"He is rather strong for a mere human," Lime admitted, "but he
wouldn't stand a chance against the beast warrior his foe has
become. We thought that if he lead us to the thieves, we could
destroy his enemy for him instead."
"Yes, yes," Herb considered the restrained youth. "No. You will
have a chance at revenge, boy, if you lead us to them. Take him to
the transformation chamber!"
---
"I'm Akane," she offered cheerfully, having classified Ranma as
being 'mostly harmless', "let's be friends, okay? You do Martial
Arts, right? How about a little match?"
Ranma smiled and warmed to her; anyone who still wanted to be
friendly after discovering what a freak he'd become was alright.
However, a match was another matter. Still, he didn't want to
insult her. "Sure," he replied carefully, "just for fun, okay.
I promise I won't hurt you."
Akane tensed up. "Don't underestimate me, Ranma. I'm ...."
"... only human," he interrupted mournfully. "I have an unfair
advantage, ye know."
Akane hesitated at that, but persisted. "Alright, let's see just
how good you really are!"
The answer was 'very'. He was too fast for her to hit and seemed
to be able to anticipate her moves, then finishing the battle by
knocking her over with a single tap.
"That... that was amazing," Akane observed breathlessly from
exertion. "I can't believe how strong and swift you are."
"Yeah, well, I did train for ten years before becoming a cyborg,"
Ranma replied. "It ain't all my mechanical advantage."
"Well, I'm just glad I wasn't beaten by a boy," Akane replied
thoughtlessly. "Oh, I didn't mean ...."
"Whatever," Ranma ground through his teeth, his expression
hardening.
---
A large rat reared up on its hind legs and yelled, "Ranma, this is
all your fault!"
"A rodent," Herb sighed as he saw what animal the chamber had fused
his 'volunteer' with, "how terribly disappointing."
---
Akane stepped into the bathroom and stared at Ranma who sat in the
furo polishing his armor with soap. She was acutely conscious of
her nudity for several instants, then shrugged it off with a forced
casual, "do you mind if I join you?"
Ranma urked as he noticed the naked girl standing next to the tub.
"Akane, what are you doing?"
"It's okay, isn't it?" she asked with blushing innocence.
"'Okay' isn't the word," Ranma replied in panic as he heard the girl
climb into the water beside him.
"Look, Ranma, I'm sorry for what I said earlier, but can't we still
be friends? Here, let me ..., uh, does your back need scrubbing?"
"Ah, yeah," he said and turned his back to her. "Hey, careful;
that's still me, you know!"
"You can feel this?" Akane asked as she kneed the fur lined metal
objects on his back and leaned in to look over his shoulder. "I
guess that makes sense. This becomes your front legs when you are
a cheetah, right. What does that feel like now? I mean, can you
feel another set of arms or what?"
"Nah, it's just like it's just part of my back at the moment," he
explained and tried to distract himself from the feel of her naked
breasts against him there. "I guess my nerves, or whatever, are
wired differently in this form."
"What's it like to transform?" Akane asked with genuine curiosity.
"It's hard to describe," Ranma said with a smile. "It feels
weird and natural at the same time. It's exhilarating really. My
beast mode feels so alive, like I could out-race the wind."
---
Kasumi was humming while preparing dinner. She paused and slide
open the window into the main room. "Excuse me, Mister Saotome,
but, ah, do you and Ranma need to eat?"
"Yes, of course," Genma replied. "We are still partly flesh and
even our mechanical parts seem to use food for fuel."
He turned back to the shogi board and a momentary smile quirked
the corners of his mouth. Some things never changed.
Just then the house was rocked by a yell of, "you pervert!" from
the bathroom. The yell broke the peace, Ranma's body broke the
wall and the pond broke his fall.
"It ain't my fault," he explained to the faces peering out of the
house. "I dropped the soap and Akane reached for it and grabbed
...."
"That wasn't the soap!" Akane yelled from above and tossed a bucket
at his head.
"I thought you said that you weren't, ah, fully functional?" Nabiki
observed as she peered discretely into the pond.
"Jeez, how was I to know that it was retractable?" Ranma asked.
"I just assumed it wasn't there. Ain't like these bodies came with
a manual or nothing."
"Don't look at me," Genma said. "It's not like I tried to test the
equipment either."
"So ... is it flesh or mechanical?"
"Nabiki!" Kasumi chided with a blush.
"Oh, like you weren't thinking the same thing?" her sister asked
archly.
"This is wonderful news!" Soun began to weep with joy. "The
schools can be united after all!"
"Omai!" Kasumi gasped.
---
"Once more, from the top. I'm Saotome Genma and this is my son
...."
"... Ranma. Ah, sorry about this."
"These are my daughters: Kasumi, Nabiki and Akane. Choose the
one you like, and she's your fiancee."
"Oh, he wants ...."
---
"... me!" Kasumi exclaimed, then blushed at her own forwardness and
explained, "I am the eldest, after all. It is my duty to ...."
"You can't marry him just for duty," Nabiki interrupted. "I'll take
him. After all, he isn't that bad looking for a machine man."
Akane looked between her sisters in disbelief.
"Well, Akane's already made her feelings know," Soun observed.
"Though she shouldn't be so noisy when staking her claim ...."
"What?" Akane gasped.
"She shouldn't be doing it at all," Kasumi disapproved. "Girls
shouldn't be so forward!"
"Hey, I was just ...."
"So it's really up to Ranma," Soun concluded and put him in the
spotlight. "Well, Son, which one will it be?"
"Uh.... well.... that is.... Beast Mode!"
"Frag!" Genma swore and transformed to rush after his redshifting
son. "Where do you think you're going, Little Cat? Come back and
be a man!"
---end part 1---