"Speech"
Thoughts
{Foreign language}
At Mimir's well, the recently dubbed 'Foxie' was awaiting the next entrant. There was a flash of light followed by a burst of darkness. The Great Fox turned to see what could be dubbed unique. Primus the transformer god and his counter-part, Unicron, were standing next to each other looking at him, and they weren't fighting. "Are you here to make an entry?"
"Yes we are.", Primus responded. "We decide to try our hand at this while aiming for a specific goal."
"You do know that Ranma Saotome must be a part of the universe?", asked Foxie.
"Yes, we are quite aware of that.", replied Unicron
"Ok then, choose a time and place to make a change."
"Hmmm, let's see.", Primus was currently watching the Nemesis catch up with the Arc. This should do nicely. He then held up a stone and concentrated. The stone glowed brightly, transformed into a small golden robot and jumped into the pool. A small piece of space debris hit another causing a chain reaction in space, ultimately changing one of the larger asteroid's course.
"Interesting choice," the Great Fox remarked. "Though why would you want the asteroid to hit the Nemesis?"
"Trust me, this is going to be very interesting."
"I guess I'll wait and see your results before trying my hand at this."
"You do that Unicron, but one question, why aren't the two of you arguing?"
"We found it to be rather boring after all these millennia, so we decide to settle our fights by giving fanfic authors 'inspiration' and seeing where it goes from there."
"It helps to lower the strain when you travel in your astral form as much as we do."
"Would one of you like a lube job or something?", asked the Great Fox while trying to hold back his mirth and not truly succeeding.
"Well, Cybertron has passed its 300 000th Gigacycle…", Primus looked at Foxie seriously for a moment before smirking. Sometimes I wish I didn't have to travel around in an astral form, but they do need a home planet.
"Shall we watch what happens?", with that the three immortals turned to watch the story unfold…
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Disclaimer: I don't own them and I don't make money off of them. I'm just a poor college student, suing me would be pointless and would bring the wrath of Primus on you (of course, Hasbro is already suffering his wrath, so they don't count). I only do this for my own enjoyment.
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"Megatron, we are gaining on the autobots."
"Soundwave prepare the tractor beam, Starscream take Thundercracker and Skywarp down to the docking bay and prepare to board the Arc."
"At once, oh mighty Megatron."
"Warning Megatron, incoming asteroid. Collision is imminent."
"Reflector sound the alarm, Soundwave try and steer us out of the way." Megatron couldn't believe it, the perfect opportunity to eliminate Optimus Prime and it was slipping through his fingers. He got out of his chair and started to head down to the docking bay. "If we cannot escape the asteroid's path, abandon ship."
"Acknowledged Megatron."
Meanwhile at the docking bay…
"Starscream, what do we do now. The ship is in danger!"
"Then it is time for us to leave."
"What about the others? Shouldn't we wait for Megatron's orders?"
"I am your commander, you will listen to my orders Thundercracker! Now you and I shall exit through the bay door, Skywarp, you shall close the doors and then blast the control panel. Once that is done, you will warp out of the bay and we will return to Cybertron as the new leaders of the decepticons."
"Come on TC, it'll be great. We'll finally get the respect we deserve."
"I don't know guys…"
"Would you rather take your chances and stay here and hope to hear instructions from our great leader? He would probably save himself before thinking of warning the rest of us. Trust me Thundercracker, it is best if we leave Megatron to this fate and lead the decepticons into a new era under our leadership."
"OK Strascream, let's get out of here." With that said, Tundercracker leaped out the bay doors and transformed into his triangular plane.
Giving Skywarp a grin, Starscream jumped out and followed him while Skywarp finished his part of the plan, leaving the controls destroyed beyond repair. 5 minutes later, Megatron made it down and saw the damage that was caused to the controls. He spent the next 3 minutes cursing Starscream and his origin before he remembered the situation. He quickly charged up his fusion canon and prepared to fire when his world went to flames then nothingness…
…10 minutes earlier
"Soundwave, we cannot avoid the asteroid. It's going to crash into us."
"Then we are to abandon the Nemesis."
"Well then Soundwave, we hope to see you later."
"Goodbye Reflector."
Both decepticons jumped ship and started to make their slow way back to Cybertron, unfortunately for Soundwave, he was hit by some of the floating space debris. Reflector on the other hand, was picked up by Thundercracker. Soon after that, there was an explosion.
Meanwhile, aboard the Ark…
"Optimus, you should see this."
"What is it Prowl, are the decepticons catching up?"
"No Optimus, the Nemesis has just been hit by an asteroid, it's dead in space."
"Are there any survivors?"
"Prime, are you crazy, these are decepticons were talking about. Who gives a slag if there are any survivors!"
"Ironhide, we're autobots. Do you want to sink down to their level? Besides there's someone I need to search for."
"Alright Prime, I don't like it but alright."
"Good. Sideswipe, Bluestreak, Jazz, Hound, I want you three to go out and check for survivors. Ratchet, Wheeljack, I want the two of you to prepare the medbay. Prowl, keep an optic out for any activity. Brawn, Ironhide, Cliffjumper, Huffer and Sunstreaker, I want you ready to back up the search party if they encounter any trouble. The rest of you, check all systems for damage. Ok autobots, move out!"
"Sideswipe, can you believe the mess out here. There's chunks of the Nemesis all over the place."
"Jazz, pay attention. We're not out here for the scenery, we're looking for survivors."
"Come on Hound, I'm just trying to ease the tension. You should loosen up a little, you might blow a gasket or something."
"Jazz is right Hound. For all we know, the decepticons were all destroyed along with "
"Bluestreak, Jazz, Hound, over here! I found Soundwave!"
"We're coming Sideswipe." Once they reached Sideswipe, they noticed Soundwave was banged up. Quickly coming to a decision, Jazz gave out orders. "Hound, radio Optimus and let him know who we found. Bluestreak, you help Sideswipe bring him back to the Ark. Knowing Optimus, he'll send some of the others and have us continue the search."
Getting affirmatives from his fellow autobots, Jazz had to wonder just why Optimus would be going to all this trouble. Sure he could understand looking around to make sure the decepticons were slagged, but why look for survivors. I hope Prowl understands what's going down, 'cause I'm in the dark. If not, then the three of us are going to sit down and talk this out.
Back at the Ark…
"…Roger that Hound, I'm sending Huffer and Brawn to replace Sideswipe and Bluestreak." Hmm, if there's no sign of Megatron, we may be able to get back on track and return to Cybertron with a large stockpile of Energon Cubes. "Ironhide, Cliffjumper, Sunstreaker, as soon as the others get here with Soundwave, take Bluestreak and help speed up the search. Prowl start scanning for activity around the remains of the Nemesis. If my hunch is right, Megatron's spark may have been destroyed in the explosion."
Upon hearing this proclamation, the autobots hurried to fulfill their orders. If Prime was right, then the Great War between the autobots and decepticons might start to lean in the autobots' favor.
After having searched the area for hours, Hound came back with a grin on his face and a piece of metal held in his hand. The others looked just as pleased, it seemed that the terror of Megatron was over. Minutes later, while all the Autobots prepared to celebrate, Ratchet called Optimus Prime into the medbay.
"Glad you could make it Optimus, Soundwave should be up and running in a few seconds. Do you want me to call Prowl and have him send in some guards?"
"No Ratchet, that won't be necessary, I'll handle it myself. I want you and Wheeljack to wait by the doors, if I need you, I'll call."
"Sure Optimus, but the first sign of trouble and we'll come in guns blazing."
"Sure Wheeljack, first sign of trouble and you and Ratchet can rush in guns blazing. Now get going."
As the two reluctant 'bots left. Optimus turned to face the slowly stirring decepticon. Soundwave started to look at his surroundings after checking to make sure he was all there. He looked up and saw the imposing figure of Optimus Prime, leader of he autobots, staring down at him. He started to reach for his gun, but Prime stopped him with a glance that told the communications expert that it would do him no good.
"Well Soundwave, do you have any idea what has happened?"
"An asteroid was on a collision course with our ship. Megatron ordered Reflector and myself to try and steer the Nemesis out of the way, while he went to check on the seekers. We had been given orders to abandon ship if the situation did not improve. When collision with the asteroid was confirmed to be unavoidable, we abandoned ship."
It was hard to tell but you could see the downcast expression that was his face. Prime was glad that he was the one with Soundwave, another 'bot might make fun of him. He was probably awaiting a termination order or something of that sort.
"Soundwave, the tyrant has fallen and his armada has fallen into dissention."
"H-H-How do you know that code, no one but my contact was supposed to know!"
"Alpha Trion told me that if a situation like this occurred, I should find you and say it."
"Well then, I should properly introduce myself. I am Soundwave, communications and infiltration expert of the Wreckers."
"Glad to meet you, welcome back to the autobots. I'm sure your brother Blaster will be glad to know that you are alive and well. I'll have Ratchet help get you back to normal."
"Optimus, tell him that I'm keeping my colouration and configuration, in honor of my former colleagues. Not all of them are bad, some of them are just following orders and friends."
"Interesting, if you could get me a list of those that aren't happy with their situation. Then maybe we can offer them something they might prefer. Anyway, we'll be continuing our search for energy and once we have enough, we'll return to Cybertron."
TransRanma 1/2
Roughly 4 million years later…
It's a relatively nice day out. The sun is shining, birds are singing, a large amount of yowling and hissing is coming from a pit of cats, flowers are…
"Wait a minute, PIT OF CATS! Guess this is where the story truly begins."
"Of course Unicron, what better place is there?"
"How about at th-"
"Will the two of you pipe down, this could get interesting and please try to refrain from speaking until this entry has run its course."
"Ok, sorry Foxie."
"I'm not gonna make any promises, I am an entity of chaos you know."
"Whatever, lets just get back to the story."
We close in on the pit of cats. We can see a large (as in fat) man in a dirty white gi, a small raven-haired boy in a smaller dirty white gi, and another child hiding in some nearby bushes.
"Ranma my boy, today is the day that we start your training in the greatest of martial arts techniques. So powerful is this technique, that it is feared by all who know of it. It is s-"
"Poppa, are you gonna tell me what it is or do I hafta wait a long time again?"
"Sorry boy, got kind of carried away there. Anyway, today we start your training in the dreaded NEKOKEN!"
"Wow! What do I hafta do?"
"Well first we tie these sardines to you, then I pick you up and put you in the pit with all the little kitties. Not very hard now, is it?" While Genma (as if you hadn't figured it out) was explaining all this to his son, he had wrapped him with the sardines and was carefully prodding his son over to the pit.
"No poppa, that sounds easy!"
"Good boy, 'cause in you go!" And without any further ado, Ranma Saotome was thrown in the pit of cats.
While all this was going on, a small little girl by the name of Ukyo Kuonji was waiting in some nearby bushes. She was currently plotting revenge for what the Saotome's had done to her, but as soon as the yowling, screaming and cries for help started, she quickly decided that it seemed only Genma needed to be punished. Having Genma as a father who did such things to his own son was bad enough for Ranma. She even prepared to rush to his rescue when she heard him cry out for his mom and buddy Ucchan to help him, but it seemed fate had other plans…
…High above the planet earth a spaceship was coming into orbit. If one looked closely enough, strange symbols could be seen on one side. If one could read trinary, they would know it was the name of the ship, The Wanderer.
"Perceptor, haven't we been by this planet before?" Exclaimed a large white robot.
"Why yes Wheeljack, we have." Answered a red one. "It was the planet that had those large brutes that seemed to have little intelligence. We collected samples of some of the species for-"
"Enough prattling scientist. We are here to collect data so we can return to Cybertron and I can get back to fighting a war." Was the terse comment from a robot, who looked like a samurai.
"Calm down Bludgeon. Not all of us are warriors, we appreciate a chance to seek out new information." A tall indigo robot remarked.
"Soundwave is right, we'll be back to Cybertron soon. We're just doing a follow-up study on this planet and we'll be back on Cybertron to implement all the knew ideas and gadgets we've found and developed during our trip."
"Correct Wheeljack, I'll send Laserbeak down now. He'll be able to gather more information while we scan all the transmissions coming from the planet."
"Then let us commence before our erstwhile companion blows a fuse." This earned a chuckle from Wheeljack and Soundwave, while Bludgeon settled for glaring at Perceptor.
10 minutes latter, they receive a strange signal from Laserbeak. After reviewing the transmission Bludgeon gets up from his station and makes his way towards the airlock.
"Where are you going Bludgeon?"
"I'm going to get one of those stasis pod's that Wheeljack invented."
"But I haven't finished testing them yet!"
"And you know how Wheeljack's inventions have a tendency of blowing up!" This comment earned Perceptor a glare from the inventor.
"Then it shall receive a test run. I have no more time for arguments. Be prepared for a critically injured organic patient." And with that Bludgeon took the stasis pod and jumped out the airlock.
Back on terra firma Genma had noticed a change in the noise coming from the pit. He opened it and saw his son lying there a bloody mess. He quickly jumped down and brought his son out of the pit after knocking the cats of him. Maybe it had been a bad idea to get one of those larger cats from the zoo.
All of a sudden a high pitched whistle could be heard followed by a soft thud nearby and a large shadow blocking out the sun. Genma looked up and saw Shinigami staring right back at him. The god of death was wearing samurai armor, but the skull face was a dead give away. Genma made a quick exclamation of "TAKE THE BOY, I'M NOT READY TO DIE!" And he was off like a shot having left his son to the mercy of one he thought a god.
Ukyo quickly came out of hiding and tried to keep Shinigami back. She didn't plan on loosing her best friend and fiancée without a fight. Even if she was mad at him, it probably was his old man's fault anyway.
"You can't take ranchan away. I, Ukyo Kuonji won't let you. He can't die yet, he's too young and we're supposed to get married and have lots of children and stuff!"
"Child," the imposing figure said, "if you do not allow me to take him, he may not survive. If he comes with me, he has a chance at life. Are you willing to let him die, when it is possible he can live?"
Ukyo wasn't sure what to do. The god of death said he could save her ranchan, but was he telling her the truth or lying so he could get ranchan?
"You promise that you'll save him and that I'll be able to see him again?"
"I can only promise to try, one way or another you will learn of his fate, but it may take years."
"Then…please save ranchan and try to bring him back to me."
Through tear filled eyes, Ukyo watched as he loaded Ranma into a metal thingy and closed the lid. Then a large metallic bird came down and took Ranma away. As he prepared to leave, the giant knelt down and wiped Ukyo's face with one of his massive fingers.
"Do not worry child, one day, good or bad, we will meet again. You may not understand this now, but one day you will know you may have saved his life." And with that, he rose into the air and left her alone, sad, happy and confused as to what just happened.
Wheeljack and Perceptor were in the medlab, preparing for a patient that they could only hope to help. Considering the capabilities of the facilities on the Wanderer, it could take a miracle to save an organic being, hopefully Bludgeon knew what he was doing.
Soundwave was currently watching for their erstwhile companion, ready to help the others once he arrived. He was worried by the information that Lazerbeak was relaying to him. There was not much he suspected they could do for the human child, the information collected could be used, but how much it would help was questionable. He started to look up more information when Bludgeon came in the airlock followed by Lazerbeak and the stasis pod. They hurried into the medlab, where Wheeljack and Perceptor waited with the equipment prepped.
Perceptor transformed into his microscope mode and surveyed the damage done to the young human. Afterwards he transformed back and looked at the others while he frowned.
"A cursory evaluation of the subject shows that life signs will drop down 60% from the current status after 10 minutes. We do not have enough time and with our current facilities to fix him up."
"Luckily for us, my stasis pod is working and can keep his body alive until we reach Cybertron."
"Yes Wheeljack, his body will survive, but his spark is slowly fading."
"What are you talking about Bludgeon, he's organic. He doesn't have a spark!"
"You are wrong Wheeljack. All living beings have a spark, the difference is that ours is concentrated into one area, while organics have there's flowing throughout their bodies. Some call it their soul, we call it a spark. And if we don't do something soon, this child's spark will extinguish itself."
"Even if it was feasible to extract his spark from his body, where would we put it. We do not have enough time to build a body for it Bludgeon."
"Well my friends, allow me to present you with a project that Soundwave and I have been working on. Soundwave if you please, tell them what we've got."
"Well one day during our trip, Wheeljack brought to my attention how our bodies are inefficient in their use of energon. I stated that Rumble and the others were more efficient than us at energon use. That got him thinking that if we could make smaller, more efficient bodies, that wouldn't downgrade our capabilities, it would help conserve our supplies and give us an edge over our opponents."
"Exactly, and with these smaller forms we could integrate new transformations into the mix. Like new gestalts or better spy modes or organic modes or-"
"We get the idea Wheeljack. Where have you hidden this latest project?"
"Bludgeon, who said I-"
"We know you like to tinker and start new projects before you get approval, so where is this body?" While he was talking, Bludgeon slowly started to draw his sword.
"Heh, heh, heh, I'll be right back!" So saying, Wheeljack was off like a shot to get the body before Bludgeon used him as a practice droid.
"So now that we have a body, how will we get out the child's spark?"
"Easily Perceptor. I will guide it using my own."
"But Bludgeon, that's to dangerous. You could end up-"
"Dead, of course he could. But his mind is made up, there is not much we can do but prepare any necessary equipment and pray to Primus that this works."
"Quite right, Soundwave. Quite right."
A short while later we can see a strange silver body inside another stasis pod beside the one that is containing Ranma. Bludgeon is siting down, meditating in between them, a hand laid upon the glass covers for each. Soundwave and Wheeljack are doing final preparations on the pods, while Perceptor comes in with a test tube.
"OK Bludgeon, whenever you are ready you can begin."
Slowly a purple glow began to form around Bludgeon as he began his part of the operation. His hand, which was touching the pod where Ranma's body lay, increased in intensity as if trying to summon the spark out of the body. After and hour, a second glow, this time coming from the body, emerged. It was a bright blue and it was slowly flowing into the hand above it.
Shortly Afterwards, Bludgeon's other hand started to glow more intensely. Slowly, as before, a bright blue started to appear, only this time, it went into the new body. All of a sudden the glow stopped and Bludgeon slumped forward, exhausted by the effort. As Perceptor brought the warrior some energon, Soundwave and Wheeljack were entranced by the site of the second pod starting up. A scanner came up out of the side and did a sweep of the area, then it retracted and the whole pod started to glow. There was a bright flash of light and then…
Rewind to the moment Bludgeon started to glow.
Bludgeon extended himself into the body of the child, looking for his spark. As he moved, he heard crying and went in that direction, he came upon a small child curled up and crying for some one to find him. Bludgeon quickly approached him and sought to get the child's attention.
"Child you are not alone, I have come to take you away from this place."
Ranma looked up and saw the form of a blurry samurai. He rubbed his eyes and checked to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Sure enough, the samurai was still there.
"Who're you?"
"I am Bludgeon and I have come to help."
"Can you take me to my poppa?"
"No, I am sorry child, but at the moment we are very far from you 'poppa'."
"Can you take me to him?"
"Not right now, after I have finished my mission perhaps." Not if I can help it.
"Then I gotta stay here and wait for him."
"Child, if you wait here, you will die. You must come with me so you can live. You do want to live, don't you? Do you not have a goal in life that you wish to accomplish?"
"Poppa said I gotta grow up and be the best martial artist in the world!"
"Quite a task for one so young. If you come with me, I shall help you."
"How you gonna do that mister?"
"Easily, for you should know that I am the grandmaster of the art of Metallikato!"
"Wow, really?"
"Yes, and if you come with me not only shall I become you teacher, but when we are done I shall take you back to see your friend Ukyo."
"Ucchan, you'll take me to see him?"
"Er…yes, and we shall find your mother."
"Yay!!! I'll do it."
"Good then child, follow me and I'll help you get out of here. By the way, what is your name child?"
"My name is Ranma Saotome, sensei."
"Excellent, now then Ranma lets get you out of here and back with my companions."
And then the world went white.
When everyone gained use of their optics they noticed that there was a strange creature in the room with them. It was green and had scales, it was short, only coming up to around 2 meters tall, and it had wings. Recognition of what it was slowly came to Perceptor, it was one of those flying creatures form the last time they were here. It seemed more intelligent than the others that he had encountered and it seemed to be looking for something. The creature turned and saw Bludgeon, it then started to move towards him when it stopped to look at its body. After taking stock of its form, the creature looked at the ex-decepticon warrior and made quite the surprising statement, "Sensei, what happened to me?"
"Well Ranma, I believe it would be best for Wheeljack here to explain it to you." He gestured to the scientist who had a strange gleam in his optics, one that a certain red-haired self-proclaimed greatest scientific genius in the universe would have understood.
"I would be happy to, but first allow me to introduce you to my associates. The large indigo colored 'bot to my left is Soundwave, and the red and blue 'bot is Perceptor." The a fore mentioned 'bots nodded and waved to the young Ranma. "Now Ranma, the reason you are in that body is because you would have died if you had stayed in your original body. I decided to use an experimental body I call a 'protoform'. This 'protoform' body has the ability to have an organic alternate mode. I thought it would be easier this way until we find a way to repair your old one. Once we return to Cybertron, I'll be able to start try to repair it, since I'll have better equipment, better facilities and more help. With all those improvements from our current status, you should have your old body back in no time!"
"Huh?"
"Oh, sorry, forgot you're still only a child. Basically, you'll be in that body until we can fix up your old one."
"How long will that take?"
"We should be back on Cybertron in 2 to 3 of your years, so I'd say you'll be in that body for about 4 years total."
"But that's a really long time!"
"Don't worry Ranma, while we wait, we can begin your training in the art."
"YAY!"
We pan forward through time and see that young Ranma goes through many interesting events.
2 Days into the trip…
"Now Ranma concentrate. Find your focus and let the motions flow."
"But sensei, it's hard. How 'm I supposed to know how ta trensfarm?"
"Its pronounced, 'how to transform', and it's not hard. Just concentrate on finding the answer inside of you and then it will become as easy as walking."
Ranma closed his eyes and went into a deep thinking still pose, quite the feat when you're a pterodactyl. He sat there, wings folded and sitting down as best he could. Suddenly a look of success appeared on his face as he stood and cried "Ranma, Maximize!" After the transformation a robot stood in the place of the pterodactyl. For those of you at home, he looked like Terrorsaur (the TV version) only with green instead of red and white instead of black (kind of like Fractyl). His head looked close to his original, it was more angular and he did still have hair (like some transformers had facial hair), his eyes were a stormy blue with a lighter blue acting as pupils. He was still only a little taller than 2 meters, but at least now he was in a humanoid form.
Bludgeon looked over at Wheeljack and slowly exclaimed "Maximize? Wheeljack, what where you thinking when you were creating the protoform? Have you any idea how your fearless leader is going to react to you creating another faction?"
The scientist looked back sheepishly and tried to explain his reasoning to the warrior. "Well Ranma isn't a knew faction, just part of a new subgroup I was hoping to form. You know, like the Aerialbots or the Cassettes. Don't worry, he won't be alone for long."
Ranma slowly started to move about in his robotic form. Once he was sure he could move around easily, he started to practice his martial arts. Soon, he thought to himself, sensei will start to teach me and I can be the greatest martial artist in the worl-, um maybe I should stick to trying to be the best from home.
2 Weeks later…
"I've done it, I got the sparks from those deactivated transformers to accept the protoform bodies I made for them. Now to start up the final stages of-."
"Uncle Wheeljack, what are you doing?"
"Oh, hi Ranma. I'm just trying to bring these guys back to life so you won't be lonely. Also, this will prove, once and for all, that the protoforms truly work."
"Oh ok. SENSEI, UNCLE PERCEPTOR, UNCLE SOUNDWAVE! UNCLE WHEELJACK'S DOING SOMETHING THAT MIGHT BLOW UP!"
The larger transformer stared down at the smaller with a down cast face as he hurried up to start the final stage before one of his companions could stop him. "Ranma, how could you do that to your poor uncle Wheeljack. I'm just trying to help these poor fellow transformers have a chance at life."
"He does it because if not, I'll not only take away time from his training in the art, but I'll give that time to Perceptor to teach him more things he may or may not need to know."
"Hey, I'm not that bad. Just because I think young Ranma needs to learn about science and other lessons that will help develop his mind and prepare him for later on in life since one can never be to prepare, is no reason to-"
"Perceptor, we get the idea." Bludgeon told the overly wordy scientist as Ranma and Soundwave shook their heads. Perceptor really had a way with words, once you let him start, it could be hours before he stopped. Ranma knew this fact quite well.
"Ha ha, I'm done."
Four heads turned to see four scanners sweep the room before retracting, followed by four flashes of light. All those present easily heard Bludgeon complain. "By the pit, what have you done now Wheeljack?"
Four bodies made themselves known once the light faded. The largest was easily up to 3 meters tall and 5 meters in length. One was another pterodactyl, only colored red, the next was a triceratops, colored a rusty brown, next was a stegosaurus, it was colored a lively green with aquamarine plates, and the last was a tyrannosaurus rex, it was red with a tan underside. They took notice of there surroundings and each let of a cry.
"Swoop, maximize!" "Slag, maximize!" "Snarl, maximize!" "Grimlock, maximize!"
Each of the robots stood at different heights, Swoop was as tall as Ranma, Slag and Snarl stood at around 2.5 meters each, and Grimlock stood at all of around 3 meters. Swoop, Slag, Snarl and Grimlock each resemble Terrorsaur, Triceradon, Striker and T-Wrecks respectively, the only difference was that each had the head of their transformer comic book counter parts. There are other difference like weaponry and the fact that every one of them had 2 hands, but I'll mention those later.
Wheeljack walked up to the group and announced "Ranma, I would like you to meet your brothers the Dinobots!"
All was silent until Ranma finally exclaimed, "YAY!!!!!"
4 weeks after that…
The brothers had quickly got to know one another and they became quite close. Swoop and Ranma would talk a lot and spend time flying around in either mode trying to help the other improve their abilities. Snarl would bug Perceptor, Soundwave and his father Wheeljack about how this worked or what that button did and learned a lot of science. Slag would spend most of his time talking with his brothers or practicing his fighting capabilities. Grimlock seemed to spend his time worry about the others and doing his best to improve in not only his ability to fight, but also his ability to use strategy. Of course they all learned some martial arts from Bludgeon, Science from Perceptor and Wheeljack, who all the dinobots but Ranma called dad, and all kinds of stuff from Soundwave.
Of course each of them did have their faults, Swoop was a little reckless, Snarl was quiet, Slag was brash, Ranma had an ego and Grimlock thought that out of all of them he was always right. It was quite the sight to see them argue, but 'what do you expect from a bunch of young children' as Perceptor put it.
3 months into there journey…
"Me Grimlock still say that we need to do more work on team efforts."
"Grim, you worry to much. The fly boys can handle themselves in the air, while you, me and Snarl can slag anything that gets in our way!"
"Would you care to back that claim up?" Bludgeon asked as he entered the Wanderer's training room.
"You bet sensei."
"Alright then, if you five can defeat me. Then we will back off on the training and you can have more free time, otherwise I will step up your training from now until we get to Cybertron."
"Alright." Slag was never one to back down from a challenge.
"Well Swoop, think we're up to it?" Ranma asked the other pterodactyl while smirking.
"Of course Ranma, the five of us should be able to do it." Swoop responded with his own smirk.
"Well, if we work as a team, then me Grimlock think we can do it. What you say Snarl?"
The quiet dinobot looked at his brothers, seeing them eager for a chance to prove themselves. He had to ask "Sensei, you are much bigger that us, you also have more skill and you're a pretender. I'm not sure if this is a fair test."
"Well said Snarl. I'll remain in my shell and only use my fists, feet and sword to render you all unconscious. Does that sound fair?"
"Yes sensei, that sounds fair. I am ready."
"Ok, ready?" Seeing them get into stances and receiving nods from all those present he quickly said "Begin!" and he was upon them in an instant. Slag charged forward, sword drawn, as Swoop and Ranma took to the air. Bludgeon easily parried the sword strike that Slag sent his way and used a leg sweep to knock him off his feet then used an uppercut to sent him into the wall and into unconsciousness. Grimlock and Snarl quickly moved to opposite sides of their sensei as Ranma and Swoop tried to keep him busy with aerial attacks. Swoop flew high then tried to dive bomb Bludgeon while Ranma followed a punch with a roundhouse. Unfortunately, Bludgeon saw Swoop's attack and guided him into Ranma, sending them to the ground as he took a swing with his sword at the other two.
Grim and Snarl dodged out of the way and Grim called for everyone to form up and get ready to charge all at once. With a battle cry, they charged forward ready for their sensei to dodge or parry allowing them to get in close and use their size to their advantage. They did not expect him to stand there glowing. All of a sudden he slices the air in front of him while yelling "Kyokuenmai!" A blast of energy shoots forward knocking them all back and allowing them to join their brother in the realm of enforced slumber.
Bludgeon looked at his students with pride. They were improving every day and meshed together well. They had even held on for a whole minute and ten seconds. That was a ten second improvement on the last time they had tried to defeat him. He became slightly depressed when he remembered that Ranma was not a true transformer and that he might one-day want to return to his original body. Bludgeon had found him a joy to teach, he would learn techniques in half the time the training should. He had started to think of Ranma as his own, and it would hurt if, no when, Ranma decided to become human once more. Slowly, Bludgeon, grandmaster of the art of Metallikato, ex-decepticon, warrior/defender of Cybertron arranged his students into more comfortable positions, took a look at the brothers and walked out of the training room. He needed to talk with someone, and his best chance was to find either Soundwave or Wheeljack, and hope they were not busy. He really didn't want to talk with Perceptor about this. Quietly, like the space outside the ship, Bludgeon moved off to find answer to questions he never expected to have.
To be continued…
…I hope
Where do I plan on going with this?
Well Ranma will grow up among the transformers and will be changed in certain ways but the same in others. When he reaches around 16 earth years old, he'll come back and started to interact with humans. How will everyone treat him once they meet him? How will Genma react to meeting 'Shinigami' again only to find that his son is alive and well?
What will happen when Ranma's brothers and some of the other autobots come to earth?
Will anybody have a Jusenkyo curse? (Of course, I'm just not sure which ones!)
You'll just have to wait and see.
C&C is welcome. Flames might be read, depends on whether they have any thought put behind them or not. Otherwise all flames will be put out by Inferno and the Protectobots.
My address is bladewing99@hotmail.com
This is Bladewing signing off before anyone tries to tell me Ranma and Akane are the perfect people for each other. Yeah right!
Thoughts
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At Mimir's well, the recently dubbed 'Foxie' was awaiting the next entrant. There was a flash of light followed by a burst of darkness. The Great Fox turned to see what could be dubbed unique. Primus the transformer god and his counter-part, Unicron, were standing next to each other looking at him, and they weren't fighting. "Are you here to make an entry?"
"Yes we are.", Primus responded. "We decide to try our hand at this while aiming for a specific goal."
"You do know that Ranma Saotome must be a part of the universe?", asked Foxie.
"Yes, we are quite aware of that.", replied Unicron
"Ok then, choose a time and place to make a change."
"Hmmm, let's see.", Primus was currently watching the Nemesis catch up with the Arc. This should do nicely. He then held up a stone and concentrated. The stone glowed brightly, transformed into a small golden robot and jumped into the pool. A small piece of space debris hit another causing a chain reaction in space, ultimately changing one of the larger asteroid's course.
"Interesting choice," the Great Fox remarked. "Though why would you want the asteroid to hit the Nemesis?"
"Trust me, this is going to be very interesting."
"I guess I'll wait and see your results before trying my hand at this."
"You do that Unicron, but one question, why aren't the two of you arguing?"
"We found it to be rather boring after all these millennia, so we decide to settle our fights by giving fanfic authors 'inspiration' and seeing where it goes from there."
"It helps to lower the strain when you travel in your astral form as much as we do."
"Would one of you like a lube job or something?", asked the Great Fox while trying to hold back his mirth and not truly succeeding.
"Well, Cybertron has passed its 300 000th Gigacycle…", Primus looked at Foxie seriously for a moment before smirking. Sometimes I wish I didn't have to travel around in an astral form, but they do need a home planet.
"Shall we watch what happens?", with that the three immortals turned to watch the story unfold…
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Disclaimer: I don't own them and I don't make money off of them. I'm just a poor college student, suing me would be pointless and would bring the wrath of Primus on you (of course, Hasbro is already suffering his wrath, so they don't count). I only do this for my own enjoyment.
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"Megatron, we are gaining on the autobots."
"Soundwave prepare the tractor beam, Starscream take Thundercracker and Skywarp down to the docking bay and prepare to board the Arc."
"At once, oh mighty Megatron."
"Warning Megatron, incoming asteroid. Collision is imminent."
"Reflector sound the alarm, Soundwave try and steer us out of the way." Megatron couldn't believe it, the perfect opportunity to eliminate Optimus Prime and it was slipping through his fingers. He got out of his chair and started to head down to the docking bay. "If we cannot escape the asteroid's path, abandon ship."
"Acknowledged Megatron."
Meanwhile at the docking bay…
"Starscream, what do we do now. The ship is in danger!"
"Then it is time for us to leave."
"What about the others? Shouldn't we wait for Megatron's orders?"
"I am your commander, you will listen to my orders Thundercracker! Now you and I shall exit through the bay door, Skywarp, you shall close the doors and then blast the control panel. Once that is done, you will warp out of the bay and we will return to Cybertron as the new leaders of the decepticons."
"Come on TC, it'll be great. We'll finally get the respect we deserve."
"I don't know guys…"
"Would you rather take your chances and stay here and hope to hear instructions from our great leader? He would probably save himself before thinking of warning the rest of us. Trust me Thundercracker, it is best if we leave Megatron to this fate and lead the decepticons into a new era under our leadership."
"OK Strascream, let's get out of here." With that said, Tundercracker leaped out the bay doors and transformed into his triangular plane.
Giving Skywarp a grin, Starscream jumped out and followed him while Skywarp finished his part of the plan, leaving the controls destroyed beyond repair. 5 minutes later, Megatron made it down and saw the damage that was caused to the controls. He spent the next 3 minutes cursing Starscream and his origin before he remembered the situation. He quickly charged up his fusion canon and prepared to fire when his world went to flames then nothingness…
…10 minutes earlier
"Soundwave, we cannot avoid the asteroid. It's going to crash into us."
"Then we are to abandon the Nemesis."
"Well then Soundwave, we hope to see you later."
"Goodbye Reflector."
Both decepticons jumped ship and started to make their slow way back to Cybertron, unfortunately for Soundwave, he was hit by some of the floating space debris. Reflector on the other hand, was picked up by Thundercracker. Soon after that, there was an explosion.
Meanwhile, aboard the Ark…
"Optimus, you should see this."
"What is it Prowl, are the decepticons catching up?"
"No Optimus, the Nemesis has just been hit by an asteroid, it's dead in space."
"Are there any survivors?"
"Prime, are you crazy, these are decepticons were talking about. Who gives a slag if there are any survivors!"
"Ironhide, we're autobots. Do you want to sink down to their level? Besides there's someone I need to search for."
"Alright Prime, I don't like it but alright."
"Good. Sideswipe, Bluestreak, Jazz, Hound, I want you three to go out and check for survivors. Ratchet, Wheeljack, I want the two of you to prepare the medbay. Prowl, keep an optic out for any activity. Brawn, Ironhide, Cliffjumper, Huffer and Sunstreaker, I want you ready to back up the search party if they encounter any trouble. The rest of you, check all systems for damage. Ok autobots, move out!"
"Sideswipe, can you believe the mess out here. There's chunks of the Nemesis all over the place."
"Jazz, pay attention. We're not out here for the scenery, we're looking for survivors."
"Come on Hound, I'm just trying to ease the tension. You should loosen up a little, you might blow a gasket or something."
"Jazz is right Hound. For all we know, the decepticons were all destroyed along with "
"Bluestreak, Jazz, Hound, over here! I found Soundwave!"
"We're coming Sideswipe." Once they reached Sideswipe, they noticed Soundwave was banged up. Quickly coming to a decision, Jazz gave out orders. "Hound, radio Optimus and let him know who we found. Bluestreak, you help Sideswipe bring him back to the Ark. Knowing Optimus, he'll send some of the others and have us continue the search."
Getting affirmatives from his fellow autobots, Jazz had to wonder just why Optimus would be going to all this trouble. Sure he could understand looking around to make sure the decepticons were slagged, but why look for survivors. I hope Prowl understands what's going down, 'cause I'm in the dark. If not, then the three of us are going to sit down and talk this out.
Back at the Ark…
"…Roger that Hound, I'm sending Huffer and Brawn to replace Sideswipe and Bluestreak." Hmm, if there's no sign of Megatron, we may be able to get back on track and return to Cybertron with a large stockpile of Energon Cubes. "Ironhide, Cliffjumper, Sunstreaker, as soon as the others get here with Soundwave, take Bluestreak and help speed up the search. Prowl start scanning for activity around the remains of the Nemesis. If my hunch is right, Megatron's spark may have been destroyed in the explosion."
Upon hearing this proclamation, the autobots hurried to fulfill their orders. If Prime was right, then the Great War between the autobots and decepticons might start to lean in the autobots' favor.
After having searched the area for hours, Hound came back with a grin on his face and a piece of metal held in his hand. The others looked just as pleased, it seemed that the terror of Megatron was over. Minutes later, while all the Autobots prepared to celebrate, Ratchet called Optimus Prime into the medbay.
"Glad you could make it Optimus, Soundwave should be up and running in a few seconds. Do you want me to call Prowl and have him send in some guards?"
"No Ratchet, that won't be necessary, I'll handle it myself. I want you and Wheeljack to wait by the doors, if I need you, I'll call."
"Sure Optimus, but the first sign of trouble and we'll come in guns blazing."
"Sure Wheeljack, first sign of trouble and you and Ratchet can rush in guns blazing. Now get going."
As the two reluctant 'bots left. Optimus turned to face the slowly stirring decepticon. Soundwave started to look at his surroundings after checking to make sure he was all there. He looked up and saw the imposing figure of Optimus Prime, leader of he autobots, staring down at him. He started to reach for his gun, but Prime stopped him with a glance that told the communications expert that it would do him no good.
"Well Soundwave, do you have any idea what has happened?"
"An asteroid was on a collision course with our ship. Megatron ordered Reflector and myself to try and steer the Nemesis out of the way, while he went to check on the seekers. We had been given orders to abandon ship if the situation did not improve. When collision with the asteroid was confirmed to be unavoidable, we abandoned ship."
It was hard to tell but you could see the downcast expression that was his face. Prime was glad that he was the one with Soundwave, another 'bot might make fun of him. He was probably awaiting a termination order or something of that sort.
"Soundwave, the tyrant has fallen and his armada has fallen into dissention."
"H-H-How do you know that code, no one but my contact was supposed to know!"
"Alpha Trion told me that if a situation like this occurred, I should find you and say it."
"Well then, I should properly introduce myself. I am Soundwave, communications and infiltration expert of the Wreckers."
"Glad to meet you, welcome back to the autobots. I'm sure your brother Blaster will be glad to know that you are alive and well. I'll have Ratchet help get you back to normal."
"Optimus, tell him that I'm keeping my colouration and configuration, in honor of my former colleagues. Not all of them are bad, some of them are just following orders and friends."
"Interesting, if you could get me a list of those that aren't happy with their situation. Then maybe we can offer them something they might prefer. Anyway, we'll be continuing our search for energy and once we have enough, we'll return to Cybertron."
TransRanma 1/2
Roughly 4 million years later…
It's a relatively nice day out. The sun is shining, birds are singing, a large amount of yowling and hissing is coming from a pit of cats, flowers are…
"Wait a minute, PIT OF CATS! Guess this is where the story truly begins."
"Of course Unicron, what better place is there?"
"How about at th-"
"Will the two of you pipe down, this could get interesting and please try to refrain from speaking until this entry has run its course."
"Ok, sorry Foxie."
"I'm not gonna make any promises, I am an entity of chaos you know."
"Whatever, lets just get back to the story."
We close in on the pit of cats. We can see a large (as in fat) man in a dirty white gi, a small raven-haired boy in a smaller dirty white gi, and another child hiding in some nearby bushes.
"Ranma my boy, today is the day that we start your training in the greatest of martial arts techniques. So powerful is this technique, that it is feared by all who know of it. It is s-"
"Poppa, are you gonna tell me what it is or do I hafta wait a long time again?"
"Sorry boy, got kind of carried away there. Anyway, today we start your training in the dreaded NEKOKEN!"
"Wow! What do I hafta do?"
"Well first we tie these sardines to you, then I pick you up and put you in the pit with all the little kitties. Not very hard now, is it?" While Genma (as if you hadn't figured it out) was explaining all this to his son, he had wrapped him with the sardines and was carefully prodding his son over to the pit.
"No poppa, that sounds easy!"
"Good boy, 'cause in you go!" And without any further ado, Ranma Saotome was thrown in the pit of cats.
While all this was going on, a small little girl by the name of Ukyo Kuonji was waiting in some nearby bushes. She was currently plotting revenge for what the Saotome's had done to her, but as soon as the yowling, screaming and cries for help started, she quickly decided that it seemed only Genma needed to be punished. Having Genma as a father who did such things to his own son was bad enough for Ranma. She even prepared to rush to his rescue when she heard him cry out for his mom and buddy Ucchan to help him, but it seemed fate had other plans…
…High above the planet earth a spaceship was coming into orbit. If one looked closely enough, strange symbols could be seen on one side. If one could read trinary, they would know it was the name of the ship, The Wanderer.
"Perceptor, haven't we been by this planet before?" Exclaimed a large white robot.
"Why yes Wheeljack, we have." Answered a red one. "It was the planet that had those large brutes that seemed to have little intelligence. We collected samples of some of the species for-"
"Enough prattling scientist. We are here to collect data so we can return to Cybertron and I can get back to fighting a war." Was the terse comment from a robot, who looked like a samurai.
"Calm down Bludgeon. Not all of us are warriors, we appreciate a chance to seek out new information." A tall indigo robot remarked.
"Soundwave is right, we'll be back to Cybertron soon. We're just doing a follow-up study on this planet and we'll be back on Cybertron to implement all the knew ideas and gadgets we've found and developed during our trip."
"Correct Wheeljack, I'll send Laserbeak down now. He'll be able to gather more information while we scan all the transmissions coming from the planet."
"Then let us commence before our erstwhile companion blows a fuse." This earned a chuckle from Wheeljack and Soundwave, while Bludgeon settled for glaring at Perceptor.
10 minutes latter, they receive a strange signal from Laserbeak. After reviewing the transmission Bludgeon gets up from his station and makes his way towards the airlock.
"Where are you going Bludgeon?"
"I'm going to get one of those stasis pod's that Wheeljack invented."
"But I haven't finished testing them yet!"
"And you know how Wheeljack's inventions have a tendency of blowing up!" This comment earned Perceptor a glare from the inventor.
"Then it shall receive a test run. I have no more time for arguments. Be prepared for a critically injured organic patient." And with that Bludgeon took the stasis pod and jumped out the airlock.
Back on terra firma Genma had noticed a change in the noise coming from the pit. He opened it and saw his son lying there a bloody mess. He quickly jumped down and brought his son out of the pit after knocking the cats of him. Maybe it had been a bad idea to get one of those larger cats from the zoo.
All of a sudden a high pitched whistle could be heard followed by a soft thud nearby and a large shadow blocking out the sun. Genma looked up and saw Shinigami staring right back at him. The god of death was wearing samurai armor, but the skull face was a dead give away. Genma made a quick exclamation of "TAKE THE BOY, I'M NOT READY TO DIE!" And he was off like a shot having left his son to the mercy of one he thought a god.
Ukyo quickly came out of hiding and tried to keep Shinigami back. She didn't plan on loosing her best friend and fiancée without a fight. Even if she was mad at him, it probably was his old man's fault anyway.
"You can't take ranchan away. I, Ukyo Kuonji won't let you. He can't die yet, he's too young and we're supposed to get married and have lots of children and stuff!"
"Child," the imposing figure said, "if you do not allow me to take him, he may not survive. If he comes with me, he has a chance at life. Are you willing to let him die, when it is possible he can live?"
Ukyo wasn't sure what to do. The god of death said he could save her ranchan, but was he telling her the truth or lying so he could get ranchan?
"You promise that you'll save him and that I'll be able to see him again?"
"I can only promise to try, one way or another you will learn of his fate, but it may take years."
"Then…please save ranchan and try to bring him back to me."
Through tear filled eyes, Ukyo watched as he loaded Ranma into a metal thingy and closed the lid. Then a large metallic bird came down and took Ranma away. As he prepared to leave, the giant knelt down and wiped Ukyo's face with one of his massive fingers.
"Do not worry child, one day, good or bad, we will meet again. You may not understand this now, but one day you will know you may have saved his life." And with that, he rose into the air and left her alone, sad, happy and confused as to what just happened.
Wheeljack and Perceptor were in the medlab, preparing for a patient that they could only hope to help. Considering the capabilities of the facilities on the Wanderer, it could take a miracle to save an organic being, hopefully Bludgeon knew what he was doing.
Soundwave was currently watching for their erstwhile companion, ready to help the others once he arrived. He was worried by the information that Lazerbeak was relaying to him. There was not much he suspected they could do for the human child, the information collected could be used, but how much it would help was questionable. He started to look up more information when Bludgeon came in the airlock followed by Lazerbeak and the stasis pod. They hurried into the medlab, where Wheeljack and Perceptor waited with the equipment prepped.
Perceptor transformed into his microscope mode and surveyed the damage done to the young human. Afterwards he transformed back and looked at the others while he frowned.
"A cursory evaluation of the subject shows that life signs will drop down 60% from the current status after 10 minutes. We do not have enough time and with our current facilities to fix him up."
"Luckily for us, my stasis pod is working and can keep his body alive until we reach Cybertron."
"Yes Wheeljack, his body will survive, but his spark is slowly fading."
"What are you talking about Bludgeon, he's organic. He doesn't have a spark!"
"You are wrong Wheeljack. All living beings have a spark, the difference is that ours is concentrated into one area, while organics have there's flowing throughout their bodies. Some call it their soul, we call it a spark. And if we don't do something soon, this child's spark will extinguish itself."
"Even if it was feasible to extract his spark from his body, where would we put it. We do not have enough time to build a body for it Bludgeon."
"Well my friends, allow me to present you with a project that Soundwave and I have been working on. Soundwave if you please, tell them what we've got."
"Well one day during our trip, Wheeljack brought to my attention how our bodies are inefficient in their use of energon. I stated that Rumble and the others were more efficient than us at energon use. That got him thinking that if we could make smaller, more efficient bodies, that wouldn't downgrade our capabilities, it would help conserve our supplies and give us an edge over our opponents."
"Exactly, and with these smaller forms we could integrate new transformations into the mix. Like new gestalts or better spy modes or organic modes or-"
"We get the idea Wheeljack. Where have you hidden this latest project?"
"Bludgeon, who said I-"
"We know you like to tinker and start new projects before you get approval, so where is this body?" While he was talking, Bludgeon slowly started to draw his sword.
"Heh, heh, heh, I'll be right back!" So saying, Wheeljack was off like a shot to get the body before Bludgeon used him as a practice droid.
"So now that we have a body, how will we get out the child's spark?"
"Easily Perceptor. I will guide it using my own."
"But Bludgeon, that's to dangerous. You could end up-"
"Dead, of course he could. But his mind is made up, there is not much we can do but prepare any necessary equipment and pray to Primus that this works."
"Quite right, Soundwave. Quite right."
A short while later we can see a strange silver body inside another stasis pod beside the one that is containing Ranma. Bludgeon is siting down, meditating in between them, a hand laid upon the glass covers for each. Soundwave and Wheeljack are doing final preparations on the pods, while Perceptor comes in with a test tube.
"OK Bludgeon, whenever you are ready you can begin."
Slowly a purple glow began to form around Bludgeon as he began his part of the operation. His hand, which was touching the pod where Ranma's body lay, increased in intensity as if trying to summon the spark out of the body. After and hour, a second glow, this time coming from the body, emerged. It was a bright blue and it was slowly flowing into the hand above it.
Shortly Afterwards, Bludgeon's other hand started to glow more intensely. Slowly, as before, a bright blue started to appear, only this time, it went into the new body. All of a sudden the glow stopped and Bludgeon slumped forward, exhausted by the effort. As Perceptor brought the warrior some energon, Soundwave and Wheeljack were entranced by the site of the second pod starting up. A scanner came up out of the side and did a sweep of the area, then it retracted and the whole pod started to glow. There was a bright flash of light and then…
Rewind to the moment Bludgeon started to glow.
Bludgeon extended himself into the body of the child, looking for his spark. As he moved, he heard crying and went in that direction, he came upon a small child curled up and crying for some one to find him. Bludgeon quickly approached him and sought to get the child's attention.
"Child you are not alone, I have come to take you away from this place."
Ranma looked up and saw the form of a blurry samurai. He rubbed his eyes and checked to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Sure enough, the samurai was still there.
"Who're you?"
"I am Bludgeon and I have come to help."
"Can you take me to my poppa?"
"No, I am sorry child, but at the moment we are very far from you 'poppa'."
"Can you take me to him?"
"Not right now, after I have finished my mission perhaps." Not if I can help it.
"Then I gotta stay here and wait for him."
"Child, if you wait here, you will die. You must come with me so you can live. You do want to live, don't you? Do you not have a goal in life that you wish to accomplish?"
"Poppa said I gotta grow up and be the best martial artist in the world!"
"Quite a task for one so young. If you come with me, I shall help you."
"How you gonna do that mister?"
"Easily, for you should know that I am the grandmaster of the art of Metallikato!"
"Wow, really?"
"Yes, and if you come with me not only shall I become you teacher, but when we are done I shall take you back to see your friend Ukyo."
"Ucchan, you'll take me to see him?"
"Er…yes, and we shall find your mother."
"Yay!!! I'll do it."
"Good then child, follow me and I'll help you get out of here. By the way, what is your name child?"
"My name is Ranma Saotome, sensei."
"Excellent, now then Ranma lets get you out of here and back with my companions."
And then the world went white.
When everyone gained use of their optics they noticed that there was a strange creature in the room with them. It was green and had scales, it was short, only coming up to around 2 meters tall, and it had wings. Recognition of what it was slowly came to Perceptor, it was one of those flying creatures form the last time they were here. It seemed more intelligent than the others that he had encountered and it seemed to be looking for something. The creature turned and saw Bludgeon, it then started to move towards him when it stopped to look at its body. After taking stock of its form, the creature looked at the ex-decepticon warrior and made quite the surprising statement, "Sensei, what happened to me?"
"Well Ranma, I believe it would be best for Wheeljack here to explain it to you." He gestured to the scientist who had a strange gleam in his optics, one that a certain red-haired self-proclaimed greatest scientific genius in the universe would have understood.
"I would be happy to, but first allow me to introduce you to my associates. The large indigo colored 'bot to my left is Soundwave, and the red and blue 'bot is Perceptor." The a fore mentioned 'bots nodded and waved to the young Ranma. "Now Ranma, the reason you are in that body is because you would have died if you had stayed in your original body. I decided to use an experimental body I call a 'protoform'. This 'protoform' body has the ability to have an organic alternate mode. I thought it would be easier this way until we find a way to repair your old one. Once we return to Cybertron, I'll be able to start try to repair it, since I'll have better equipment, better facilities and more help. With all those improvements from our current status, you should have your old body back in no time!"
"Huh?"
"Oh, sorry, forgot you're still only a child. Basically, you'll be in that body until we can fix up your old one."
"How long will that take?"
"We should be back on Cybertron in 2 to 3 of your years, so I'd say you'll be in that body for about 4 years total."
"But that's a really long time!"
"Don't worry Ranma, while we wait, we can begin your training in the art."
"YAY!"
We pan forward through time and see that young Ranma goes through many interesting events.
2 Days into the trip…
"Now Ranma concentrate. Find your focus and let the motions flow."
"But sensei, it's hard. How 'm I supposed to know how ta trensfarm?"
"Its pronounced, 'how to transform', and it's not hard. Just concentrate on finding the answer inside of you and then it will become as easy as walking."
Ranma closed his eyes and went into a deep thinking still pose, quite the feat when you're a pterodactyl. He sat there, wings folded and sitting down as best he could. Suddenly a look of success appeared on his face as he stood and cried "Ranma, Maximize!" After the transformation a robot stood in the place of the pterodactyl. For those of you at home, he looked like Terrorsaur (the TV version) only with green instead of red and white instead of black (kind of like Fractyl). His head looked close to his original, it was more angular and he did still have hair (like some transformers had facial hair), his eyes were a stormy blue with a lighter blue acting as pupils. He was still only a little taller than 2 meters, but at least now he was in a humanoid form.
Bludgeon looked over at Wheeljack and slowly exclaimed "Maximize? Wheeljack, what where you thinking when you were creating the protoform? Have you any idea how your fearless leader is going to react to you creating another faction?"
The scientist looked back sheepishly and tried to explain his reasoning to the warrior. "Well Ranma isn't a knew faction, just part of a new subgroup I was hoping to form. You know, like the Aerialbots or the Cassettes. Don't worry, he won't be alone for long."
Ranma slowly started to move about in his robotic form. Once he was sure he could move around easily, he started to practice his martial arts. Soon, he thought to himself, sensei will start to teach me and I can be the greatest martial artist in the worl-, um maybe I should stick to trying to be the best from home.
2 Weeks later…
"I've done it, I got the sparks from those deactivated transformers to accept the protoform bodies I made for them. Now to start up the final stages of-."
"Uncle Wheeljack, what are you doing?"
"Oh, hi Ranma. I'm just trying to bring these guys back to life so you won't be lonely. Also, this will prove, once and for all, that the protoforms truly work."
"Oh ok. SENSEI, UNCLE PERCEPTOR, UNCLE SOUNDWAVE! UNCLE WHEELJACK'S DOING SOMETHING THAT MIGHT BLOW UP!"
The larger transformer stared down at the smaller with a down cast face as he hurried up to start the final stage before one of his companions could stop him. "Ranma, how could you do that to your poor uncle Wheeljack. I'm just trying to help these poor fellow transformers have a chance at life."
"He does it because if not, I'll not only take away time from his training in the art, but I'll give that time to Perceptor to teach him more things he may or may not need to know."
"Hey, I'm not that bad. Just because I think young Ranma needs to learn about science and other lessons that will help develop his mind and prepare him for later on in life since one can never be to prepare, is no reason to-"
"Perceptor, we get the idea." Bludgeon told the overly wordy scientist as Ranma and Soundwave shook their heads. Perceptor really had a way with words, once you let him start, it could be hours before he stopped. Ranma knew this fact quite well.
"Ha ha, I'm done."
Four heads turned to see four scanners sweep the room before retracting, followed by four flashes of light. All those present easily heard Bludgeon complain. "By the pit, what have you done now Wheeljack?"
Four bodies made themselves known once the light faded. The largest was easily up to 3 meters tall and 5 meters in length. One was another pterodactyl, only colored red, the next was a triceratops, colored a rusty brown, next was a stegosaurus, it was colored a lively green with aquamarine plates, and the last was a tyrannosaurus rex, it was red with a tan underside. They took notice of there surroundings and each let of a cry.
"Swoop, maximize!" "Slag, maximize!" "Snarl, maximize!" "Grimlock, maximize!"
Each of the robots stood at different heights, Swoop was as tall as Ranma, Slag and Snarl stood at around 2.5 meters each, and Grimlock stood at all of around 3 meters. Swoop, Slag, Snarl and Grimlock each resemble Terrorsaur, Triceradon, Striker and T-Wrecks respectively, the only difference was that each had the head of their transformer comic book counter parts. There are other difference like weaponry and the fact that every one of them had 2 hands, but I'll mention those later.
Wheeljack walked up to the group and announced "Ranma, I would like you to meet your brothers the Dinobots!"
All was silent until Ranma finally exclaimed, "YAY!!!!!"
4 weeks after that…
The brothers had quickly got to know one another and they became quite close. Swoop and Ranma would talk a lot and spend time flying around in either mode trying to help the other improve their abilities. Snarl would bug Perceptor, Soundwave and his father Wheeljack about how this worked or what that button did and learned a lot of science. Slag would spend most of his time talking with his brothers or practicing his fighting capabilities. Grimlock seemed to spend his time worry about the others and doing his best to improve in not only his ability to fight, but also his ability to use strategy. Of course they all learned some martial arts from Bludgeon, Science from Perceptor and Wheeljack, who all the dinobots but Ranma called dad, and all kinds of stuff from Soundwave.
Of course each of them did have their faults, Swoop was a little reckless, Snarl was quiet, Slag was brash, Ranma had an ego and Grimlock thought that out of all of them he was always right. It was quite the sight to see them argue, but 'what do you expect from a bunch of young children' as Perceptor put it.
3 months into there journey…
"Me Grimlock still say that we need to do more work on team efforts."
"Grim, you worry to much. The fly boys can handle themselves in the air, while you, me and Snarl can slag anything that gets in our way!"
"Would you care to back that claim up?" Bludgeon asked as he entered the Wanderer's training room.
"You bet sensei."
"Alright then, if you five can defeat me. Then we will back off on the training and you can have more free time, otherwise I will step up your training from now until we get to Cybertron."
"Alright." Slag was never one to back down from a challenge.
"Well Swoop, think we're up to it?" Ranma asked the other pterodactyl while smirking.
"Of course Ranma, the five of us should be able to do it." Swoop responded with his own smirk.
"Well, if we work as a team, then me Grimlock think we can do it. What you say Snarl?"
The quiet dinobot looked at his brothers, seeing them eager for a chance to prove themselves. He had to ask "Sensei, you are much bigger that us, you also have more skill and you're a pretender. I'm not sure if this is a fair test."
"Well said Snarl. I'll remain in my shell and only use my fists, feet and sword to render you all unconscious. Does that sound fair?"
"Yes sensei, that sounds fair. I am ready."
"Ok, ready?" Seeing them get into stances and receiving nods from all those present he quickly said "Begin!" and he was upon them in an instant. Slag charged forward, sword drawn, as Swoop and Ranma took to the air. Bludgeon easily parried the sword strike that Slag sent his way and used a leg sweep to knock him off his feet then used an uppercut to sent him into the wall and into unconsciousness. Grimlock and Snarl quickly moved to opposite sides of their sensei as Ranma and Swoop tried to keep him busy with aerial attacks. Swoop flew high then tried to dive bomb Bludgeon while Ranma followed a punch with a roundhouse. Unfortunately, Bludgeon saw Swoop's attack and guided him into Ranma, sending them to the ground as he took a swing with his sword at the other two.
Grim and Snarl dodged out of the way and Grim called for everyone to form up and get ready to charge all at once. With a battle cry, they charged forward ready for their sensei to dodge or parry allowing them to get in close and use their size to their advantage. They did not expect him to stand there glowing. All of a sudden he slices the air in front of him while yelling "Kyokuenmai!" A blast of energy shoots forward knocking them all back and allowing them to join their brother in the realm of enforced slumber.
Bludgeon looked at his students with pride. They were improving every day and meshed together well. They had even held on for a whole minute and ten seconds. That was a ten second improvement on the last time they had tried to defeat him. He became slightly depressed when he remembered that Ranma was not a true transformer and that he might one-day want to return to his original body. Bludgeon had found him a joy to teach, he would learn techniques in half the time the training should. He had started to think of Ranma as his own, and it would hurt if, no when, Ranma decided to become human once more. Slowly, Bludgeon, grandmaster of the art of Metallikato, ex-decepticon, warrior/defender of Cybertron arranged his students into more comfortable positions, took a look at the brothers and walked out of the training room. He needed to talk with someone, and his best chance was to find either Soundwave or Wheeljack, and hope they were not busy. He really didn't want to talk with Perceptor about this. Quietly, like the space outside the ship, Bludgeon moved off to find answer to questions he never expected to have.
To be continued…
…I hope
Where do I plan on going with this?
Well Ranma will grow up among the transformers and will be changed in certain ways but the same in others. When he reaches around 16 earth years old, he'll come back and started to interact with humans. How will everyone treat him once they meet him? How will Genma react to meeting 'Shinigami' again only to find that his son is alive and well?
What will happen when Ranma's brothers and some of the other autobots come to earth?
Will anybody have a Jusenkyo curse? (Of course, I'm just not sure which ones!)
You'll just have to wait and see.
C&C is welcome. Flames might be read, depends on whether they have any thought put behind them or not. Otherwise all flames will be put out by Inferno and the Protectobots.
My address is bladewing99@hotmail.com
This is Bladewing signing off before anyone tries to tell me Ranma and Akane are the perfect people for each other. Yeah right!