Unstoppable Force
A Ranma ½ crossover
By Lord Dark Angel
Chapter 2: Arrival of the Master Ninja.
Insert standard legal disclaimer here: I own none of the characters in my story unless I make some up on my own, which is unlikely since many who do that in fanfics are self insertion authors and I am not. Presently the characters contained belong to Rumiko Takahashi (Ranma ½) and Kazushi Hagiwara (Bastard!!). Please don't sure me as this is not done for profit. Now, on to the part that's not legally important…
Ranma is out in the training yard as he has been most days. Yoko has left the mornings to him most days of the last week. Until he can begin to process more energy, he's at an impasse. Simply put, he learns ridiculously quickly, and has already learned all the clerical spells that are at a low enough level to be used by him. Given a few more days he will most likely master them.
Thusly we have the new training.
Unlike many of the mornings the last couple of weeks that Ranma has been training here, he isn't out training to regain his strength. At the moment he is bound and gagged, upside down in the tree of the far corner. The ropes are magically made and will not break or allow the bound person to wriggle free. He needs only to gather so much magical power before an alarm will be tripped and he'll be let down.
Unfortunately for Ranma, that's easier said than done. The amount of power Lucien set it for is relatively close to what is required to fire off Venom. The last three days, Ranma has been suspended here the whole day, let down to eat and sleep. It's beginning to grate on his nerves. There are only so many days in a row the boy can stand to be hung upside down and having to hold it if he needs the bathroom, etc.
Ranma is starting to get really frustrated as he is building up energy. It's more difficult than using his own ki, and it's harder for him to concentrate under the circumstances, upside down, needing a toilet, etc. In fact, he's getting down right pissed off.
Out in the front of the house, Lucien and the guest he is greeting warmly hear a sudden out burst from the training yard and a bright flash, followed by a thump.
"LUCIEN YOU BASTARD! I NEED TO PISS DAMN YOU!"
'Hmm… That was fast, only three days. He has a remarkable learning curve."
"What are you mumbling about D.S. And what the hell was that?"
"Huh? Oh, that my friend, is our student. I used some trick rope to suspend him in my tree. It would only let him go if he powered up some… It seems that in the course of the last three days he's somehow managed to change the level of energy he can gather from simple mid-level healing spells to the power equivalent of Venom…"
"He… WHAT?!?! That's impossible D.S."
"Eh. That's what I thought too. I was sure it would take 4, maybe 5 days."
Gara pulls his face out of the dirt and stands back up to look at D.S.
"You're not serious are you?"
D.S. looks to him.
"Of course I am. This boy is my heir after all. One does not choose an heir lightly, and I, after all, am the great and all powerful sorcerer DARK SCHNEIDER!!! Gyaahahaha!"
Gara sweatdrops slightly.
"Uh… D.S. … Don't you think the maniacal laughter is a touch overboard?"
D.S. sobers up immediately.
"Hmm. I suppose. My heir doesn't need to know that I have megalomaniacal tendencies yet, now does he. He's naïve. It might dissuade him from continuing."
"Uh, right, something like that. So, what'd ya call me up here for D.S.?"
"I thought I stated already. He's my heir, but OUR student. He's a rather amazing martial artist I picked up on another world, and lets leave it at that. He has incredible durability. I wouldn't have believed the things his fat bastard of a father put him through, if I hadn't read his mind myself. I'm still working out how to fix a few… Bugs…"
Gara looks at D.S. with bewilderment and a bit of disbelief.
"Bugs? Like what?"
" Such as his fear of cats he gained when the stupid man tossed him in a pit of starving cats wearing a ludicrous amount of fish on his body. His psyche stood up to the task for nearly three days before snapping. All this for some damnable technique called the cat-fist. I have a ward up to keep cats away. If he's exposed to a cat for too long, his hold on sanity breaks, and he begins to act like a cat… Complete with massive boost in reflexes and strength. With claws of pure energy to boot. He's extremely hard to beat then it seems, but the only way to reverse it is if he has a female presence he trusts to basically pet him in their lap until he sleeps, or to trigger his curse."
"Huh? Curse?"
"Eh, that part is trivial. When splashed with cold water he becomes a ridiculously well-endowed, gorgeous redhead…"
"And that's trivial? I take it you molested the boy… Pervert."
Gara's head is smashed into the stone walkway
"I DID NO SUCH THING! I, UNLIKE YOU, DO NOT TAKE GIRLS AGAINST THEIR WILL! Well, mostly because once I start to, they usually give in, but that's beside the point…"
Gara, who has just extricated his head from the ground, facefaults, planting it firmly back in place. He finally stands back up after a couple seconds.
"Okaaaaay D.S. Whatever… How about we stop talking out here… Look how much space… I mean time… Look how much time you've taken. God you can be long winded…"
D.S. plants Gara's face back in the soil for good measure and heads inside, with Gara following shortly. They head out to the training yard and see Ranma still in the same spot, balanced upon his head, which he apparently fell onto. He looks totally stunned.
"Well, you've surprised me again Ranma. But what are you doing on your head? I do believe I heard you screaming about needing a toilet."
Ranma looks up at D.S. incredulously.
"So much power… How the hell? I can't believe I did that… How much more energy I can take in from around me… That's… That's impossible… What the hell happened?"
"Well, actually, it seems to me that you've been holding back your true power for so damn long that you've been doing it subconsciously for quite a while. I could see you were, but I couldn't tell to what degree. It would seem you've show us. I take it you just got frustrated with me 'til you reached the breaking point and were angry enough to break through your own subconscious blockage. I'm impressed."
Darsh smiles proudly at his heir.
"Huh? Sorry. I spaced out tryin to not wet myself. Oh crap. If you heard me… I uh… About the Bastard thing… It's not what you think… I… Err…"
Yoko came out to check on Ranma before them, but left him to his reverie. When Gara and Darsh showed up, she walked over to them and stood behind D.S., unbeknownst to anyone but Ranma who could see her.
"Don't worry, I get it a lot. And what you're looking for is simple. Two words, I'm and sorry. Someone should teach you manners. Maybe Yoko can. She always nags me about that crap…
An ominous growl is issued from behind his shoulder and he turns around slowly.
"Oh… Yoko… You were there… I… Uh… Itsnotwhatyouthink… I… ItsjustthatIthinkRanmacoulduseyourwonderfulguidanceand…"
He's interrupted by repeated smacks to the head as he tries to run away from Yoko's flailing hand.
Ranma pipes up
"Hey. I think what you're lookin for is two simple words. I'm and sorry. Heh."
Gara clears his throat.
"Ah… Yes.. Well, since they are obviously gone for now, I suppose it falls to me to introduce myself. I'm Master Ninja Gara, old friend and general to Dark Schneider. It seems I'm expected to start training you in martial arts."
"Dark who? Well, anyway, Lucien says that even though in the Saotome school of Anything-Goes martial arts we don't really use weapons, I'm supposed to learn from you anyway. So, I suppose that doubles both of our work while leaving him free for now…"
Gara grumbles audibly.
"Figures. Bastard."
"I HEARD THAT YOU…!!"
The statement is stopped as several loud thumps, several clangs, and a crash erupt from the house followed by shouting such as:
"OW!! What the… WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THAT MACE?" and "GET BACK HERE LUCIEN!!" or even "PLEASE NOT THERE!" but that's enough of that…
Gara and Ranma start to chuckle and then burst out laughing when Yoko rounds the corner and starts stalking towards them.
"What? Are you laughing at me?"
Both start to stammer
"N…no Yoko…"
" You think my idea of punishment is funny? You think it's something for your amusement? Something you can laugh about?"
"No… n…not at all…"
Ranma and Gara, seeing that things were definitely not going their way, had taken off running at this point.
Yoko immediately takes off after them.
"Ranma my boy… Don't look back. NEVER LOOK BACK!!"
Ranma looks behind him, only for a nanosecond, but it's enough…
"Oh crap… Eep…"
"Maybe you COULD use some lessons on manners Ranma. HOW'S THIS FOR A START!?"
Loud smashing sounds can be heard and Gara stops running, hoping that it's safe. After a few seconds, the sounds abruptly stop. Suddenly, he can hear breathing from behind him… As he turns around, all he can do is reel backwards and try to run.
"You too Gara. Don't think I've forgotten all those years ago, the fortress, THE DAMNED SLIME!!"
"Oh shit…"
Gara runs by Ranma, yanks his beaten body off the ground and helps him start to run again.
The howl of an extremely displeased woman follows them no matter where they turn.
"GET BACK HERE BOTH OF YOU!!"
It was Darsh's turn to start laughing, but he remembered to keep it to very quiet snickering.
Authors notes:
Well, there's the second chapter of UF.
It's a bit shorter simply because I haven't gotten jack in the way of feedback. (It's still a bit longer than the first chapter of PoC, even after the rewrite though, so…)
Anyway, for now both PoC and this are on hold. As it stands I can only assume no one likes either enough to tell me about it, so I'll put them on a back burner for now.
I'll use my time for less constructive actions such as playing as many video games as possible and watching massive loads of my backlog of anime.
Until I decide to work more, or until a crap load of people tell me how they love these fics and can't live without them, this'll be it for me.
Sorry to the 3 or 4 of you that actually took the time to express interest.
Ja ne
- Brad AKA Lord Dark Angel