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"Ultimate Crisis, Ultimate Warrior"
A Ranma 1/2 - Sailor Moon x-over (primary)
- Multiple Anime x-over (secondary)
Co-Written by Ranechi and Trooper1023
Based on original story idea, "The Super Ranma", by Piccolo181
View at: http://www.geocities.com/nighthawktm/idea.htm
=text= is transmissions (long-distance communicators)
[text] is sounds/actions
*text* is emphasized words
~text~ is thoughts
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Part I: When in Need of a Warrior
Chapter 4: Prelude to Chaos
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Dawn of the eighth day...
Genma sat, as he had done all night, by his son's comatose body. Silence
was his only companion as he hoped that the monkey's paw was working
correctly. After all, when the two had spoken about the wish, they hadn't
expected this to happen.
He sighed, and lowered his head, eyes drooping slightly. They'd gotten there
as fast as they could, and he was getting tired. However, he noticed
something bright in the corners of his eyes, and looked up just in time to
see the five balls of light that had emerged from his son the night before
had returned. The five met in a circle above Ranma, and began to rotate,
quickly picking up speed as they decended towards his body, the circle
closing in as it happened.
Finally, the lights met just as they reached Ranma's body, and in a flash
of white light, vanished. Genma could only stare as Ranma's body glowed a
faint white and grew slightly, his muscles becoming slightly larger and
more defined. It was as if his body was undoing all the mistakes that had
shunned his growth slightly during the training trip, such as malnutrition
from when he'd only let Ranma eat rice for a year.
A groan came out of him as Ranma sowly sat up, holding his head as one hell
of a headache made itself known in his skull. His eyes opened and adjusted
themselves to the light as he focused on Genma.
"Are you alright, Ranma?" Genma asked, worried slightly. He needed Ranma to
be fit enough to fight, and that *was* the idea of the wish...to make his son
more combat-capable. Ranma managed a nod.
"Yea, just a headache pops..." Ranma stood up groggily, and nearly fell over.
He blinked as he looked down at himself. "My center of balance is off...I'm
taller?" He asked himself as he looked up at his father, confusion on his
face.
Genma nodded as he looked at his son. "It would seem so, my boy. Do you feel
any different?" He looked at him more carefully. He was definately taller,
by several inches, and he was more muscular also. Other than that, though, he
could see no other changes physically.
Ranma glanced over his body and closed his eyes, finding his center and his ki.
His eyebrows rose as he opened his eyes. "My ki's larger than before, and I
feel much stronger and faster too...other than that, and my height, I feel like
normal." He paused as he looked to the floor, tensed his arms slightly, then
relaxed, and looked up at Genma. "I want to stay here for a while, a few days
maybe...a week at most. I have to get used to my improved body...find out what
my limits are."
The older man looked like he was going to argue, but paused and nodded. "Very
well. You would only do this if you needed to, so I'll return to Nerima and
tell the others of your imminent arrival. I shall expect you in a few days, boy."
As Ranma nodded, Genma stood and took his pack before leaving for the place
where the two had been leaving for the past year and a bit. Ranma stared up
at the sky and turned to a patch of trees nearby, scattered also with piles
of boulders. "Well," he sighed, "let's get started."
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In the Tendo Dojo, Nerima District...
Akane sighed as she went through her kata. At the other end of the dojo, her new
friends - who were in fact the Sailor Senshi - were following Soun as he
instructed them. Continuing her movements, she wondered what Ranma and his
father were doing, and whether the wish had gone correctly.
She hoped he would be back soon. The attacks had slowed over the past week or so,
only a few youma turning up now and then, and lately, none had shown up at all.
Although this was a good sign, she had a feeling that it was only the calm before
the storm. She'd mentioned it to Makoto and Ryoga, and they had both confirmed
that they had also felt it.
Her kata finally reached its end, and she turned to the side, where Ryoga had
been observing her. He nodded approvingly, and she blushed lightly as he stood
and moved towards her.
"You did great, Akane-chan," he said warmly with a smile, "but you still
emphasise your anger as you go through. Try to calm down and clear your
mind." He finished as he reached her and put a hand on her shoulder.
"I know, Ryoga," she sighed and leaned into him slightly, "but I can't get
rid of this bad feeling...it's making me nervous." She buried her face into
his chest as he wrapped his arms around her in a gentle hug. She mentally
smirked; Ryoga hadn't realized it, but he was slowly overcoming his shyness.
Nabiki poked her head around the door. "Hey, lovebirds? Genma's back, and
he wants to talk to us all." She raised her eyebrows at Akane as she walked
past, revieving a smirk in return. Shrugging, she followed after them.
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Genma looked up at the Tendo Dojo and sighed, preparing himself for what he
*knew* was to come. He finally walked in, with a nod to Kasumi, who went
into the dining room where Genma assumed Soun was.
Dropping his pack by the door, he made his way in and greeted his old time
friend. "Soun."
"Genma." The Tendo patriarch responded in kind. "Where is Ranma?" He asked,
after realising that no-one had followed Genma inside. The other man sighed
slightly.
"That..." He trailed off before looking into Soun's eyes with total
seriousness. "Is what I must talk to you about." Soun, fearing the worst,
cleared his throat and called into the rest of the house.
"Kasumi! Nabiki, Akane, Ryoga...can *everyone* please come here?" Silence
was the only response for a few seconds, until Kasumi entered with Nodoka.
Nabiki came through a few seconds later and glanced at her father.
"I'll go get the lovebirds." She sighed and made her way outside, heading
in a beeline for the dojo. Soon after, Ryoga, Akane and Nabiki came in and
took there places at the table, Ryoga sitting in Ranma's vacant spot.
"Daddy? Mr. Saotome? Where's Ranma?" Akane finally asked. Genma was about to
speak but she interrupted. "You said you'd be back, and you are, but where
is he? We need his help!"
Genma sighed and pushed his glasses up his nose, lowering his head slightly.
"That is what I was about to tell you. You see, we found the monkey's paw,
and used the wish in the way we had discussed."
"And what did you wish for?" Ryoga interrupted. Genma shot him an annoyed
look.
"*That* is not important. What *is*, is what happened after." He paused
dramatically. "A ball of light came from his body and sepatated into
five different colors before vanishing. I have reason to believe that it
was his soul, as afterwards, his body simply collapsed. I waited, awake
all night, until in the early morning, the lights returned and formed into
one again, re-entering his body."
"Did he wake up?" Nodoka asked fearfully, clutching her katana. Everyone
leaned forwards to hear his answer.
"Yes, he did, thankfully. I demanded to know what happened, as any father
would. All I could tell was that he had gotten taller, and was slightly
more muscular. He simply told me that he was taller, felt stronger and
faster, and had deeper ki reserves."
"So? Stop avoiding the the question, and tell us: Where. Is. Ranma?!"
Nabiki, the ever-perceptful one, had noticed that he was dragging out
his story, and not answering the question they wanted to know the answer
to.
Genma sighed. "He stayed behind." The reaction, though not unexpected,
was instantaneous.
"*WHAT*?!"
He quickly tried to consolisate them. "He only wants to test the limits
of his improved strength, thats all--" He was interuppted when Nabiki
stood and quickly ran to the phone.
"W-what are you *doing*, Nabiki?" Akane asked. Their only answer was
when whoever she'd called picked up.
"Hey, Ukyo?" Nabiki spoke into the reciever. "I have some information
you might want..."
Genma sat, silent after realising they weren't going to listen to the
reason *why* Ranma had chosen to stay for a short amount of time. A
loud yell of '*WHAT?!*' coming from the reciever told him that the
other residents of Nerima would take the news just as well as the
Tendo's had.
He shook his head as Nabiki began dialing other numbers, shouts of
"*WHAT?!*" coming from each one. The others began to talk amongst
themselves, although he could hear Ryoga's comments of Ranma being
a coward quite clearly.
He could only hope Ranma would arrive soon.
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In a small clearing near where the wish was made...
Ranma was working through his kata as he continued to test his limits. It
turned out that his strength and speed had improved more than he could have
expected by looking at his body, but then again, even before the boost, he
had always been stronger than he looked.
He enjoyed the feeling as he finished the kata and remembered what had
occured in the last day.
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Ranma stood in a horse stance in front of the tree. His hands, clenched
into fists, were by his hips. He took a deep breath and stepped forward,
hitting the tree like he normally would have, had been executing this
punch on Ryoga, or another tough person...like those youma.
He was totally unprepared for the tree's middle to explode in splinters,
causing the top of it to fall down. He simply stood there, arm outstretched,
amazed at his own, newfound strength.
What had scared him was that he hadn't even powered his fist with ki. He
didn't really want to know what would happen if he used his strongest punch,
powered with as much ki as possible, on a human being.
He turned to a nearby boulder, and punched it harder than he had with the tree.
The entire section he had punched practically blew up, causing a fist-sized
hole to appear. The rest of the surface was cracked, and he kicked it up,
causing it to go flying into the air.
He stared as it landed and smashed into pieces, some bits hitting him, yet
causing no pain. He simply sat down and stared at his hands for a while,
beginning to understand what his father had meant when he said the power
of a warrior would be a burden.
~I'll have to be careful. I don't want to kill someone just by pushing them
away, or break their arm when I hold it to show them something.~
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He finished eating the canned food he'd had in his pack, and after putting
the empty can aside, he got into a lotus postition and began to meditate,
but not before smirking at another memory.
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After getting his wits together, Ranma decided to test out his speed, most
specifically his Kachuu Tenshin Amiguriken - the Chestnut Fist.
"Hm. If I got so much stronger, I wonder how fast I'll have become? Maybe
I'll be fast enough so I can dodge those attacks!" He muttered to himself.
He stood and moved over to another tree.
~If I hit a different place on the tree each time I punch, I'll be able
to count *and* see what damage I can do!~ He thought as he got into his
basic stance. He drew in a deep breath, then--
"*KACHUU TENSHIN AMAGURIKEN!!*" --the tree was pulverised. He stared at the
tree, now relieved of several layers of bark, and with punch indentations
all over it. There were some fist-sized holes that he could see through.
"Woah." He muttered as he looked at his hands. "How many was that again?
In two seconds, I think it was about 900 punches...a little more maybe. And
the *damage*...I guess I won't be using *that* move against anybody in the
near future."
He sighed and began to run through a kata, picking up speed as he went
through the movements. Soon he was nearing a blur as he continued to
pick up speed.
He stopped suddenly, taking in a few deep breaths before starting once
again, taking it slower this time, but still moving faster than he had
before his power-up.
~It's amazing...the speed I was using was very close to the Kachuu Tenshin
Amiguriken I used to use, and I don't feel the slightest bit worn out,
even after using such speeds. In fact, I feel as though I can go much
faster...but how and why? Even at the speeds I'm using now, I'm going
faster than I used to be able to, but it still feels slow to me.~ As he
continued practising, he couldn't help but think.
~And why do I have the feeling I can do so much more?~
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He entered the meditative state and began to search for his center. As he'd
done so before, he knew what to look for. Following the beats of his heart,
he finally found his center, but got a shock.
As his mind gave him a representation of what was in his own body, he gasped.
Instead of the usual ball of bright white light mixed with blue which was a
representation of his soul - and, in effect, his ki - he'd seen the ball of
white with five differently colored sections in it.
Now that he focused, he could see the colors more clearly. Once was blue,
another black, one gold, one green, and one red. If he focused, he could
see some sort of image in the ball.
When he looked into the white sections that separated the other colors
from each other, he could almost see himself; like a clouded mirror. He
focused his mind and 'saw' the images in each of the colors.
In the golden one was an image of himself, with a proud smirk and an aura
of gold. Also, his hair flickers from black to gold. In the blue one
was another image of himself. He almost backpedalled when he realised that, in
this color, he seemed to have slitted eyes, like a cat's. He also had spikier
hair, and from what he could see of the shoulders, had a tight black bodysuit
on.
In the black one, he seemed to be barechested, with shorter hair. What really
unnerved him was that as his eyes flickered from blue to gold, he could *feel*
the ki of a killer. With a mental shudder, he looked to the green one. In it,
he had short red hair and a long scar running from his hairline, over his
right eye, and finished close to his chin. He also appeared to be wearing
the clothing of a samurai.
He finally looked into the red color's reflection, and his eyes widened when
he saw his girl-side reflected there. She had red hair, but it was very
bouncy and stuck up all over the place. she had on what looked like a tunic
top, with shoulder guards and a cape attached.
He wondered at the images. Each time he had looked into one, he had felt
like something was missing, and it was tickling the back of his mind...
he knew what it was, but every time he tried to grasp it, it slipped
from him.
His brow furrowed, he focused as much as possible. Sweat began to emerge
from his brow. However, each time he got close to remembering - he
assumed that they were memories - he would loose just enough concentration
to allow the faint images to fall through the fingers of his mind.
The one he had gotten the closest to was the blue one. For some reason,
it sort of *felt* closer than the others. Resting for a moment, he once
again focused, but kept his concentration solely on that portion of his
soul.
His mind touched something, and Ranma got a strange familiar feeling as
an image of a small animal-like creature waveringly appeared before him,
before he fell unconscious from the strain of focusing his mind so much.
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At a large shrine, quite a way from Tokyo...
Ran-oh-ki, the cabbit companion of one Ranma Masaki, awoke suddenly
after feeling it's master's mind brush against it's own for a
second.
However, it was enough to let him know that Ranma was alive, and more
or less safe, though the cabbit wondered why it had only felt it then,
and not before...
To be continued...
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Author's Notes:
This was a pain to write, mainly because I couldn't seem to get it
to a good length. It kept seeming short, but I had little to extend, so I
ended up adding bits of a vision into it, rather than keeping them in
chapter 5.
To clear up the timescale slightly, Genma and Ranma arrived and made
the wish on the evening of the seventh day. Genma arrived back at the Tendo's
around two weeks after they'd left, since he was slightly faster without
Ranma with him.
Because of this, everything Ranma has done at the end of the chapter is, in
effect, a flashback...he'll arrive a few days later for the Tendo's, but to
him, it'll have been several days training and the rest travelling.
I haven't typed the travelling part since it would be sort of boring
until the next chapter. If you still don't understand, just contact me and
I'll give you the total run-down.
I added in the scenes inside Ranma's mind, and you should be able to
guess which of Ranma's other parents will be turning up next...if not, shame
on you! I added the last bit simply to round things off. It wasn't in the
original design, but hey, who cares?
Special Thanks:
To Trooper1023 for allowing me to write the main parts for this
chapter and the following ones as well.
Updated: 11/14/01
Typed up the basis of the story.
Updated: 01/03/04
Completed the section of Ranma's 'revival'. Moved training section
to the end. Also changed the amount of time since the last youma attack.
Added some extra scenes to Ranma's training to fill it up a bit.
As this is the first time I've written so much, tell me if it was alright
by e-mailing me: grgreves@breathemail.net. PLEASE ask that it be forwarded
to me, Ranechi (it's my uncle's address)!
Hm. I filled out the Tendo's conversation, but will have to remember
to clear up the timelines as they stand for the next chapter.
Updated: 01/04/04
Finished. Still a little short, some revisions might be made...
other than that, complete! I'll be uploading this to Fanfiction.net
as soon as possible.
C&C to: bjhaberman@prodigy.net
Find the latest of my fics at: http://Trooper1023.tripod.com/
by their respective creators. They DO NOT belong to me. I'm just borrowing them.
"Ultimate Crisis, Ultimate Warrior"
A Ranma 1/2 - Sailor Moon x-over (primary)
- Multiple Anime x-over (secondary)
Co-Written by Ranechi and Trooper1023
Based on original story idea, "The Super Ranma", by Piccolo181
View at: http://www.geocities.com/nighthawktm/idea.htm
=text= is transmissions (long-distance communicators)
[text] is sounds/actions
*text* is emphasized words
~text~ is thoughts
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Part I: When in Need of a Warrior
Chapter 4: Prelude to Chaos
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Dawn of the eighth day...
Genma sat, as he had done all night, by his son's comatose body. Silence
was his only companion as he hoped that the monkey's paw was working
correctly. After all, when the two had spoken about the wish, they hadn't
expected this to happen.
He sighed, and lowered his head, eyes drooping slightly. They'd gotten there
as fast as they could, and he was getting tired. However, he noticed
something bright in the corners of his eyes, and looked up just in time to
see the five balls of light that had emerged from his son the night before
had returned. The five met in a circle above Ranma, and began to rotate,
quickly picking up speed as they decended towards his body, the circle
closing in as it happened.
Finally, the lights met just as they reached Ranma's body, and in a flash
of white light, vanished. Genma could only stare as Ranma's body glowed a
faint white and grew slightly, his muscles becoming slightly larger and
more defined. It was as if his body was undoing all the mistakes that had
shunned his growth slightly during the training trip, such as malnutrition
from when he'd only let Ranma eat rice for a year.
A groan came out of him as Ranma sowly sat up, holding his head as one hell
of a headache made itself known in his skull. His eyes opened and adjusted
themselves to the light as he focused on Genma.
"Are you alright, Ranma?" Genma asked, worried slightly. He needed Ranma to
be fit enough to fight, and that *was* the idea of the wish...to make his son
more combat-capable. Ranma managed a nod.
"Yea, just a headache pops..." Ranma stood up groggily, and nearly fell over.
He blinked as he looked down at himself. "My center of balance is off...I'm
taller?" He asked himself as he looked up at his father, confusion on his
face.
Genma nodded as he looked at his son. "It would seem so, my boy. Do you feel
any different?" He looked at him more carefully. He was definately taller,
by several inches, and he was more muscular also. Other than that, though, he
could see no other changes physically.
Ranma glanced over his body and closed his eyes, finding his center and his ki.
His eyebrows rose as he opened his eyes. "My ki's larger than before, and I
feel much stronger and faster too...other than that, and my height, I feel like
normal." He paused as he looked to the floor, tensed his arms slightly, then
relaxed, and looked up at Genma. "I want to stay here for a while, a few days
maybe...a week at most. I have to get used to my improved body...find out what
my limits are."
The older man looked like he was going to argue, but paused and nodded. "Very
well. You would only do this if you needed to, so I'll return to Nerima and
tell the others of your imminent arrival. I shall expect you in a few days, boy."
As Ranma nodded, Genma stood and took his pack before leaving for the place
where the two had been leaving for the past year and a bit. Ranma stared up
at the sky and turned to a patch of trees nearby, scattered also with piles
of boulders. "Well," he sighed, "let's get started."
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In the Tendo Dojo, Nerima District...
Akane sighed as she went through her kata. At the other end of the dojo, her new
friends - who were in fact the Sailor Senshi - were following Soun as he
instructed them. Continuing her movements, she wondered what Ranma and his
father were doing, and whether the wish had gone correctly.
She hoped he would be back soon. The attacks had slowed over the past week or so,
only a few youma turning up now and then, and lately, none had shown up at all.
Although this was a good sign, she had a feeling that it was only the calm before
the storm. She'd mentioned it to Makoto and Ryoga, and they had both confirmed
that they had also felt it.
Her kata finally reached its end, and she turned to the side, where Ryoga had
been observing her. He nodded approvingly, and she blushed lightly as he stood
and moved towards her.
"You did great, Akane-chan," he said warmly with a smile, "but you still
emphasise your anger as you go through. Try to calm down and clear your
mind." He finished as he reached her and put a hand on her shoulder.
"I know, Ryoga," she sighed and leaned into him slightly, "but I can't get
rid of this bad feeling...it's making me nervous." She buried her face into
his chest as he wrapped his arms around her in a gentle hug. She mentally
smirked; Ryoga hadn't realized it, but he was slowly overcoming his shyness.
Nabiki poked her head around the door. "Hey, lovebirds? Genma's back, and
he wants to talk to us all." She raised her eyebrows at Akane as she walked
past, revieving a smirk in return. Shrugging, she followed after them.
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Genma looked up at the Tendo Dojo and sighed, preparing himself for what he
*knew* was to come. He finally walked in, with a nod to Kasumi, who went
into the dining room where Genma assumed Soun was.
Dropping his pack by the door, he made his way in and greeted his old time
friend. "Soun."
"Genma." The Tendo patriarch responded in kind. "Where is Ranma?" He asked,
after realising that no-one had followed Genma inside. The other man sighed
slightly.
"That..." He trailed off before looking into Soun's eyes with total
seriousness. "Is what I must talk to you about." Soun, fearing the worst,
cleared his throat and called into the rest of the house.
"Kasumi! Nabiki, Akane, Ryoga...can *everyone* please come here?" Silence
was the only response for a few seconds, until Kasumi entered with Nodoka.
Nabiki came through a few seconds later and glanced at her father.
"I'll go get the lovebirds." She sighed and made her way outside, heading
in a beeline for the dojo. Soon after, Ryoga, Akane and Nabiki came in and
took there places at the table, Ryoga sitting in Ranma's vacant spot.
"Daddy? Mr. Saotome? Where's Ranma?" Akane finally asked. Genma was about to
speak but she interrupted. "You said you'd be back, and you are, but where
is he? We need his help!"
Genma sighed and pushed his glasses up his nose, lowering his head slightly.
"That is what I was about to tell you. You see, we found the monkey's paw,
and used the wish in the way we had discussed."
"And what did you wish for?" Ryoga interrupted. Genma shot him an annoyed
look.
"*That* is not important. What *is*, is what happened after." He paused
dramatically. "A ball of light came from his body and sepatated into
five different colors before vanishing. I have reason to believe that it
was his soul, as afterwards, his body simply collapsed. I waited, awake
all night, until in the early morning, the lights returned and formed into
one again, re-entering his body."
"Did he wake up?" Nodoka asked fearfully, clutching her katana. Everyone
leaned forwards to hear his answer.
"Yes, he did, thankfully. I demanded to know what happened, as any father
would. All I could tell was that he had gotten taller, and was slightly
more muscular. He simply told me that he was taller, felt stronger and
faster, and had deeper ki reserves."
"So? Stop avoiding the the question, and tell us: Where. Is. Ranma?!"
Nabiki, the ever-perceptful one, had noticed that he was dragging out
his story, and not answering the question they wanted to know the answer
to.
Genma sighed. "He stayed behind." The reaction, though not unexpected,
was instantaneous.
"*WHAT*?!"
He quickly tried to consolisate them. "He only wants to test the limits
of his improved strength, thats all--" He was interuppted when Nabiki
stood and quickly ran to the phone.
"W-what are you *doing*, Nabiki?" Akane asked. Their only answer was
when whoever she'd called picked up.
"Hey, Ukyo?" Nabiki spoke into the reciever. "I have some information
you might want..."
Genma sat, silent after realising they weren't going to listen to the
reason *why* Ranma had chosen to stay for a short amount of time. A
loud yell of '*WHAT?!*' coming from the reciever told him that the
other residents of Nerima would take the news just as well as the
Tendo's had.
He shook his head as Nabiki began dialing other numbers, shouts of
"*WHAT?!*" coming from each one. The others began to talk amongst
themselves, although he could hear Ryoga's comments of Ranma being
a coward quite clearly.
He could only hope Ranma would arrive soon.
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In a small clearing near where the wish was made...
Ranma was working through his kata as he continued to test his limits. It
turned out that his strength and speed had improved more than he could have
expected by looking at his body, but then again, even before the boost, he
had always been stronger than he looked.
He enjoyed the feeling as he finished the kata and remembered what had
occured in the last day.
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Ranma stood in a horse stance in front of the tree. His hands, clenched
into fists, were by his hips. He took a deep breath and stepped forward,
hitting the tree like he normally would have, had been executing this
punch on Ryoga, or another tough person...like those youma.
He was totally unprepared for the tree's middle to explode in splinters,
causing the top of it to fall down. He simply stood there, arm outstretched,
amazed at his own, newfound strength.
What had scared him was that he hadn't even powered his fist with ki. He
didn't really want to know what would happen if he used his strongest punch,
powered with as much ki as possible, on a human being.
He turned to a nearby boulder, and punched it harder than he had with the tree.
The entire section he had punched practically blew up, causing a fist-sized
hole to appear. The rest of the surface was cracked, and he kicked it up,
causing it to go flying into the air.
He stared as it landed and smashed into pieces, some bits hitting him, yet
causing no pain. He simply sat down and stared at his hands for a while,
beginning to understand what his father had meant when he said the power
of a warrior would be a burden.
~I'll have to be careful. I don't want to kill someone just by pushing them
away, or break their arm when I hold it to show them something.~
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He finished eating the canned food he'd had in his pack, and after putting
the empty can aside, he got into a lotus postition and began to meditate,
but not before smirking at another memory.
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After getting his wits together, Ranma decided to test out his speed, most
specifically his Kachuu Tenshin Amiguriken - the Chestnut Fist.
"Hm. If I got so much stronger, I wonder how fast I'll have become? Maybe
I'll be fast enough so I can dodge those attacks!" He muttered to himself.
He stood and moved over to another tree.
~If I hit a different place on the tree each time I punch, I'll be able
to count *and* see what damage I can do!~ He thought as he got into his
basic stance. He drew in a deep breath, then--
"*KACHUU TENSHIN AMAGURIKEN!!*" --the tree was pulverised. He stared at the
tree, now relieved of several layers of bark, and with punch indentations
all over it. There were some fist-sized holes that he could see through.
"Woah." He muttered as he looked at his hands. "How many was that again?
In two seconds, I think it was about 900 punches...a little more maybe. And
the *damage*...I guess I won't be using *that* move against anybody in the
near future."
He sighed and began to run through a kata, picking up speed as he went
through the movements. Soon he was nearing a blur as he continued to
pick up speed.
He stopped suddenly, taking in a few deep breaths before starting once
again, taking it slower this time, but still moving faster than he had
before his power-up.
~It's amazing...the speed I was using was very close to the Kachuu Tenshin
Amiguriken I used to use, and I don't feel the slightest bit worn out,
even after using such speeds. In fact, I feel as though I can go much
faster...but how and why? Even at the speeds I'm using now, I'm going
faster than I used to be able to, but it still feels slow to me.~ As he
continued practising, he couldn't help but think.
~And why do I have the feeling I can do so much more?~
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He entered the meditative state and began to search for his center. As he'd
done so before, he knew what to look for. Following the beats of his heart,
he finally found his center, but got a shock.
As his mind gave him a representation of what was in his own body, he gasped.
Instead of the usual ball of bright white light mixed with blue which was a
representation of his soul - and, in effect, his ki - he'd seen the ball of
white with five differently colored sections in it.
Now that he focused, he could see the colors more clearly. Once was blue,
another black, one gold, one green, and one red. If he focused, he could
see some sort of image in the ball.
When he looked into the white sections that separated the other colors
from each other, he could almost see himself; like a clouded mirror. He
focused his mind and 'saw' the images in each of the colors.
In the golden one was an image of himself, with a proud smirk and an aura
of gold. Also, his hair flickers from black to gold. In the blue one
was another image of himself. He almost backpedalled when he realised that, in
this color, he seemed to have slitted eyes, like a cat's. He also had spikier
hair, and from what he could see of the shoulders, had a tight black bodysuit
on.
In the black one, he seemed to be barechested, with shorter hair. What really
unnerved him was that as his eyes flickered from blue to gold, he could *feel*
the ki of a killer. With a mental shudder, he looked to the green one. In it,
he had short red hair and a long scar running from his hairline, over his
right eye, and finished close to his chin. He also appeared to be wearing
the clothing of a samurai.
He finally looked into the red color's reflection, and his eyes widened when
he saw his girl-side reflected there. She had red hair, but it was very
bouncy and stuck up all over the place. she had on what looked like a tunic
top, with shoulder guards and a cape attached.
He wondered at the images. Each time he had looked into one, he had felt
like something was missing, and it was tickling the back of his mind...
he knew what it was, but every time he tried to grasp it, it slipped
from him.
His brow furrowed, he focused as much as possible. Sweat began to emerge
from his brow. However, each time he got close to remembering - he
assumed that they were memories - he would loose just enough concentration
to allow the faint images to fall through the fingers of his mind.
The one he had gotten the closest to was the blue one. For some reason,
it sort of *felt* closer than the others. Resting for a moment, he once
again focused, but kept his concentration solely on that portion of his
soul.
His mind touched something, and Ranma got a strange familiar feeling as
an image of a small animal-like creature waveringly appeared before him,
before he fell unconscious from the strain of focusing his mind so much.
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At a large shrine, quite a way from Tokyo...
Ran-oh-ki, the cabbit companion of one Ranma Masaki, awoke suddenly
after feeling it's master's mind brush against it's own for a
second.
However, it was enough to let him know that Ranma was alive, and more
or less safe, though the cabbit wondered why it had only felt it then,
and not before...
To be continued...
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Author's Notes:
This was a pain to write, mainly because I couldn't seem to get it
to a good length. It kept seeming short, but I had little to extend, so I
ended up adding bits of a vision into it, rather than keeping them in
chapter 5.
To clear up the timescale slightly, Genma and Ranma arrived and made
the wish on the evening of the seventh day. Genma arrived back at the Tendo's
around two weeks after they'd left, since he was slightly faster without
Ranma with him.
Because of this, everything Ranma has done at the end of the chapter is, in
effect, a flashback...he'll arrive a few days later for the Tendo's, but to
him, it'll have been several days training and the rest travelling.
I haven't typed the travelling part since it would be sort of boring
until the next chapter. If you still don't understand, just contact me and
I'll give you the total run-down.
I added in the scenes inside Ranma's mind, and you should be able to
guess which of Ranma's other parents will be turning up next...if not, shame
on you! I added the last bit simply to round things off. It wasn't in the
original design, but hey, who cares?
Special Thanks:
To Trooper1023 for allowing me to write the main parts for this
chapter and the following ones as well.
Updated: 11/14/01
Typed up the basis of the story.
Updated: 01/03/04
Completed the section of Ranma's 'revival'. Moved training section
to the end. Also changed the amount of time since the last youma attack.
Added some extra scenes to Ranma's training to fill it up a bit.
As this is the first time I've written so much, tell me if it was alright
by e-mailing me: grgreves@breathemail.net. PLEASE ask that it be forwarded
to me, Ranechi (it's my uncle's address)!
Hm. I filled out the Tendo's conversation, but will have to remember
to clear up the timelines as they stand for the next chapter.
Updated: 01/04/04
Finished. Still a little short, some revisions might be made...
other than that, complete! I'll be uploading this to Fanfiction.net
as soon as possible.
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