Phoenix: Resurrection
(Ranma 1/2 and Dragonball Z crossover)
by Shea McIntee
Disclaimer: Sigh... I'm running out of original and witty (
read lame and trite) things to say... neither Ranma 1/2 nor
Dragonball Z belongs to me. 'Nuff said.
Prologue
Ranma burned, writhing in agony, as wave after wave of fire
corruscated over his aura, the deathless energies from a dying
shell.
It had started with Saffron. He had killed everyone.
Akane. Pop. Ryouga. Mousse. Shampoo. Even the poor
Jusenkyo guide.
Oh, he had one, but only after everyone around him had died.
Even the nearby phoenix warriors were consumed in the battle. The
only thing left to him was to make sure that this could never
happen again. The immortal phoenix must truly die.
To do that, he would have to completely destroy Saffron beyond
any hope of regeneration.
As he had torn the Phoenix-god apart, he had drawn his
energies into himself, stealing them from his opponent in a move
similar to Hinako's chi-drain, and made them his own. The best way
to keep Saffron from regenerating was to eliminate his power.
At last, it was over. Saffron was dead; irredeemably so.
There was no corpse and no spirit. Nothing remained of the
greatest and most important struggle of his life.
And thus he burned. The full energies that imbued Saffron,
and the over-domineering soul of the phoenix, were far more
powerful than he had ever dreamed of in his worst nightmares.
Such power could crush the world in flames, or could turn a desert
into a rainforest full of life.
And so the power to destroy and recreate the entire world
coursed though his veins, and he screamed as his body seemed to
melt away, reshaping itself. His last thought gave him what
little comfort was left to him.
'It's over.'
****
The fire died away, leaving a bubbling pool of molten rock
where once a mighty mountain stood. In the center, a large golden
egg, shimmering and glistening in the sunlight, stood, and then
slowly faded away, leading behind it a dual impression burned into
the rock for later generations to gaze in awe at, of the faint
image of a giant bird and a pig-tailed human eternally locked
together in life and death.
****
Within the molten core of Chikyuu-sei (AN: sp?), called 'Earth'
by it's inhabitants, a sinuous shape wandered.
Shen-long, the immortal dragon of Earth, stopped as magical
energies flared into existance in front of him and faded away,
leaving behind a large golden-red ovoid which seemed to pulsate with
a regular glow, almost like a heartbeat.
He eyed it warily. He had never really seen it's like before,
although he could make a few guesses as to what it was. It did not
belong here, though, here in the fire at the Earth's heart. Perhaps
next time he was summoned he would bring it to the surface.
At the very least, this could provide him with some entertainment;
he hadn't seen anything new and exciting for a while now, and in such a
life as his, ennui was the only enemy.
****
Summoned by the same group of mortals that had summoned him several
times before, Shen-long carried with him the golden egg, for egg it
was. As they asked to bring everyone killed by a being named 'Cell'
back to life, he quietly deposited the egg behind a ruined wall. It
was near to hatching, and he looked forward to seeing what came out.
Besides, although he wouldn't admit it, he was a little fond of these
mortals. They were far stronger than most, and watching their antics
amused him to no end. He gave a sinuous shrug as he disappeared after
granting their wishes. He might as well enjoy the show.
Author's Notes: Well, this is yet another fic that had been sitting
around in my notebook that I decided to type up. This isn't much so
far, but let me know what you think. Deus_ex_mach42@hotmail.com
Preview of upcoming attractions:
"I think I'll name you B-chan!"
Ranma struggled and squawked indignantly as he tried to get away
from the girl. Now he knew exactly how Ryounga felt... well, more or
less. He wasn't at all attracted to her (especially since she was only
five or six); he needed someone to look after, and she seemed nice.
She even had a nice name. Videl...
BTW, concerning above scene: NO romantic involvement between the two... consider Ranma (who's not... quite... human anymore) to be a kinda guardian, really.
(Ranma 1/2 and Dragonball Z crossover)
by Shea McIntee
Disclaimer: Sigh... I'm running out of original and witty (
read lame and trite) things to say... neither Ranma 1/2 nor
Dragonball Z belongs to me. 'Nuff said.
Prologue
Ranma burned, writhing in agony, as wave after wave of fire
corruscated over his aura, the deathless energies from a dying
shell.
It had started with Saffron. He had killed everyone.
Akane. Pop. Ryouga. Mousse. Shampoo. Even the poor
Jusenkyo guide.
Oh, he had one, but only after everyone around him had died.
Even the nearby phoenix warriors were consumed in the battle. The
only thing left to him was to make sure that this could never
happen again. The immortal phoenix must truly die.
To do that, he would have to completely destroy Saffron beyond
any hope of regeneration.
As he had torn the Phoenix-god apart, he had drawn his
energies into himself, stealing them from his opponent in a move
similar to Hinako's chi-drain, and made them his own. The best way
to keep Saffron from regenerating was to eliminate his power.
At last, it was over. Saffron was dead; irredeemably so.
There was no corpse and no spirit. Nothing remained of the
greatest and most important struggle of his life.
And thus he burned. The full energies that imbued Saffron,
and the over-domineering soul of the phoenix, were far more
powerful than he had ever dreamed of in his worst nightmares.
Such power could crush the world in flames, or could turn a desert
into a rainforest full of life.
And so the power to destroy and recreate the entire world
coursed though his veins, and he screamed as his body seemed to
melt away, reshaping itself. His last thought gave him what
little comfort was left to him.
'It's over.'
****
The fire died away, leaving a bubbling pool of molten rock
where once a mighty mountain stood. In the center, a large golden
egg, shimmering and glistening in the sunlight, stood, and then
slowly faded away, leading behind it a dual impression burned into
the rock for later generations to gaze in awe at, of the faint
image of a giant bird and a pig-tailed human eternally locked
together in life and death.
****
Within the molten core of Chikyuu-sei (AN: sp?), called 'Earth'
by it's inhabitants, a sinuous shape wandered.
Shen-long, the immortal dragon of Earth, stopped as magical
energies flared into existance in front of him and faded away,
leaving behind a large golden-red ovoid which seemed to pulsate with
a regular glow, almost like a heartbeat.
He eyed it warily. He had never really seen it's like before,
although he could make a few guesses as to what it was. It did not
belong here, though, here in the fire at the Earth's heart. Perhaps
next time he was summoned he would bring it to the surface.
At the very least, this could provide him with some entertainment;
he hadn't seen anything new and exciting for a while now, and in such a
life as his, ennui was the only enemy.
****
Summoned by the same group of mortals that had summoned him several
times before, Shen-long carried with him the golden egg, for egg it
was. As they asked to bring everyone killed by a being named 'Cell'
back to life, he quietly deposited the egg behind a ruined wall. It
was near to hatching, and he looked forward to seeing what came out.
Besides, although he wouldn't admit it, he was a little fond of these
mortals. They were far stronger than most, and watching their antics
amused him to no end. He gave a sinuous shrug as he disappeared after
granting their wishes. He might as well enjoy the show.
Author's Notes: Well, this is yet another fic that had been sitting
around in my notebook that I decided to type up. This isn't much so
far, but let me know what you think. Deus_ex_mach42@hotmail.com
Preview of upcoming attractions:
"I think I'll name you B-chan!"
Ranma struggled and squawked indignantly as he tried to get away
from the girl. Now he knew exactly how Ryounga felt... well, more or
less. He wasn't at all attracted to her (especially since she was only
five or six); he needed someone to look after, and she seemed nice.
She even had a nice name. Videl...
BTW, concerning above scene: NO romantic involvement between the two... consider Ranma (who's not... quite... human anymore) to be a kinda guardian, really.
