War of the Gods 2
The War of the Gods (I'll probably change the title)
Ranma 1/2 and Saint Seiya x-over.
By Wanderer D (wandererd@hotmail.com)
Ranma 1/2 is property of Rumiko Takahashi, Saint Seiya was created by the talented Masami Kurumada.
I didn't participate in neither of the series creation, although I did participate in watching and reading it... Anyway, I'm NOT gaining any money from this so please don't sue me, ok? All I did is the plotline which I doubt is worth that much bother for your lawyers. Although not for readers. So...
By Wanderer D
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A young man with wild blue hair, strange rosy eyes and carrying a flute case under his arm walked out of the train station.
Sorrento tugged at the collar of the red T-shirt he was wearing. He hated 'normal' clothes; after only wearing an armor and loose fitting togas... it was... irritating.
Still. Julian had sent him to Tokyo, to a small district called 'Nerima'. Well, it hadn't been Julian. It had been... Him.
Ever since helping Athena's Saints cross into Elysium, He had stirred inside Julian once again to tell him that he had felt a powerful Cosmo in this area of Japan and had told him to bring the owner of such a powerful Cosmo to him.
And so it was that he, Siren Sorrento, last Shogun of the Seas, was looking for a needle in a hay pile.
How was he going to find one particular person in this place, without names, description and clues?
It was then that he noticed the panda walking into a bar. Sorrento blinked a couple of times.
***
Ranma walked dejectedly back to the Tendo Dojo. "So much for that" he thought.
He had stayed up all night, and the only things he had learnt from the Old Ghoul were just a bunch of legends from some guys called 'Geeks' or 'Greeks' or whatever, a map from a place in China (again), and more confusion.
Ranma sighed. As he walked by a bar, a large amount of people ran out of it screaming and waving their arms.
"What the hell..." Ranma muttered as he got up, battered and dirty. He took a peek inside the bar, and found the origin of the sudden evacuation.
"Pop."
Currently his father, in panda form, was downing a third bottle of Sake.
That is if the two in the floor were his, which was a good bet.
Ranma cracked his knuckles. This was a good way to release tension.
He picked a glass from the floor and threw it to the bear's head, hitting home.
The panda looked up at him, sniffed and took another gulp of the bottle.
Ranma frowned at the lack of results.
"Hey Old Man! Wassup? Too old to put up a fight?"
Genma was starting to feel the effects of too much sake, and Ranma watched with a smirk as the panda stood up.
***
The cold winds tugged at his cape as he struggled to walk in the knee-deep snow.
He had felt her call to battle, once more, and he had decided to join in, he didn't know who else, if any at all, would, but for the sake of the brother he had lost due to ignorance and jealousy, and for his honor, he would don his Cloth once more.
He arrived at the small cavern where he had left both Cloths... and buried his brother...
Before going inside the cave he looked up into the amazingly clear sky to look at the stars that represented his and his brother's Cloths. Mizar... his brother's star, and closely behind... barely even visible was his own, Alcor. The shadow of Mizar.
Shrugging against the wind he went inside the cave, where the white Sabre- tooth awaited.
***
Ok, the owner of such a Cosmo to be noticed by his lord's should, at least, be an outstanding fighter. Sorrento reasoned.
"So I'll ask around to find who the best fighter is..." That decided Sorrento walked into a nearby restaurant. "But first, I'll have a snack..."
***
Ukyo looked up from behind the grill. The young man that had just bought two of her Okonomiyaki specials was seemingly driving clients away!
Not only that, but he seemed to be scaring them witless!
Grabbing her combat spatula she walked towards the young man, who had sat down dejectedly and was munching his okonomiyaki half heartedly. She watched with a small smile of pride as his eyes opened after the first bite.
***
Sorrento sighed in defeat when yet another group of people ran away screaming when he asked them about good fighters.
As he sat down next to a small table he contemplated the food he had just received.
He had never tried an Okonomiyaki before... he bit at it carefully... and opened his eyes as Ukyo's best invaded his mouth with flavors. He was done in a matter of seconds.
"Excuse me, sugar, but would you mind telling me why you were scaring my customers away?"
Sorrento met gazes with the chef who had prepared such a delicious meal.
"Uh... I just asked them if they knew of any good fighters around."
The girl's eyes flashed. "Why?"
Sorrento got his bearings back. "I'm looking for the best fighter around here, whoever he or she is."
Just as Ukyo was about to answer him, Ranma flew through the door and crashed into the grill.
***
Sorrento watched in interest as a boy of about 16, crashed into he grill partially destroying it, and stood up without a scratch.
"Ran-chan!" Ukyo ignored her visitor and ran up to Ranma. "What's happening?"
"Oh, nothin' it's just another fight with pops. But it's time I show him who's the boss."
Ranma jumped out of the building, followed closely by Ukyo and a mildly curious Sorrento.
"Well, old fart! You asked for it!" Ranma challenged the panda. "Tenshin Amaguri ken!"
Sorrento started counting. "930." He said at last.
Ukyo stared at him. "You counted them?"
"Yes. That kid has promise," Sorrento examined Ranma critically. "He just needs proper training."
Genma flew out of sight as Ranma punctuated his last technique with An uppercut. He was, however, able to hear Sorrento's words.
"You saying that I'm not good enough? I'm the best fighter there is!"
"..." Sorrento turned to look at Ukyo.
"He's the best?"
"Sure is, honey." Ukyo was surprised to hear a hint of disappointment in the man's voice.
This was not lost on Ranma either. "What?"
"Well... I was expecting... something a little more... impressive."
"Were you looking for me? Who are you anyway?" Ranma was beginning to resent the remarks.
"Well, since you seem to be it, I'll tell you. I am Siren Sorrento, and I was sent here by... my master to find the owner of a powerful Cosmo he felt."
Ranma tensed at his words. "Do you happen to know a man named Shiryu?"
Sorrento blinked at that. "Yes... he and I... were allies not so long ago."
This seemed to be the origin of the Cosmo that his master, Poseidon had felt. This boy wasn't much, though. "Tell me boy," Sorrento asked. "What you did a moment ago, was that your best?"
"Hell no! If I used my best I would have killed him!" Ranma was excited, here was someone who could tell him more about his brother. He didn't even notice when Sorrento called him boy.
"Tell me! Do you know what was that energy that surrounded me yesterday?"
Sorrento concentrated. Yes, he could feel traces of Cosmo around the boy... there was something familiar about the Cosmo though...
"Seiya!"
Probably anyone who could feel Cosmo had felt Seiya's passing. And Sorrento knew Seiya's Cosmo first hand.
But this Cosmo was just like Seiya's! Incredibly similar! Could it be possible... "Is that you, Seiya?" Sorrento asked hesitantly.
Ranma stared at Sorrento curiously. "Um... no. I'm Ranma Saotome."
"Yes... of course. You can't be Seiya, he died..."
"Fightin' Hades." Ranma finished for Sorrento.
***
Ukyo was starting to loose track of the conversation.
This wasn't like Ranma at all! He had ignored the comments that he wasn't the best fighter, that he was just a boy and he was talking Greek mythology with a guy he had just met! Greek Mythology!... wait a sec... "Um, Ran- chan?"
Ranma seemed to snap out of it. "Yeah?"
"Are you talking about Hades, the king of the dead?"
"No. He was the king of the Underworld." Sorrento supplied. "Listen, I really need to talk to you Ranma, is there someplace we can talk more comfortably?"
"You can talk inside the restaurant, I'll have to close for the day, anyway."
"Thanks Ucchan!"
As the three entered the small establishment, a figure across the street watched from the shadows. When the figure moved, light reflected for a second of a shinny metal mask.
---- End Chapter 2
The War of the Gods (I'll probably change the title)
Ranma 1/2 and Saint Seiya x-over.
By Wanderer D (wandererd@hotmail.com)
Ranma 1/2 is property of Rumiko Takahashi, Saint Seiya was created by the talented Masami Kurumada.
I didn't participate in neither of the series creation, although I did participate in watching and reading it... Anyway, I'm NOT gaining any money from this so please don't sue me, ok? All I did is the plotline which I doubt is worth that much bother for your lawyers. Although not for readers. So...
By Wanderer D
-------------------------------------------------------------------
A young man with wild blue hair, strange rosy eyes and carrying a flute case under his arm walked out of the train station.
Sorrento tugged at the collar of the red T-shirt he was wearing. He hated 'normal' clothes; after only wearing an armor and loose fitting togas... it was... irritating.
Still. Julian had sent him to Tokyo, to a small district called 'Nerima'. Well, it hadn't been Julian. It had been... Him.
Ever since helping Athena's Saints cross into Elysium, He had stirred inside Julian once again to tell him that he had felt a powerful Cosmo in this area of Japan and had told him to bring the owner of such a powerful Cosmo to him.
And so it was that he, Siren Sorrento, last Shogun of the Seas, was looking for a needle in a hay pile.
How was he going to find one particular person in this place, without names, description and clues?
It was then that he noticed the panda walking into a bar. Sorrento blinked a couple of times.
***
Ranma walked dejectedly back to the Tendo Dojo. "So much for that" he thought.
He had stayed up all night, and the only things he had learnt from the Old Ghoul were just a bunch of legends from some guys called 'Geeks' or 'Greeks' or whatever, a map from a place in China (again), and more confusion.
Ranma sighed. As he walked by a bar, a large amount of people ran out of it screaming and waving their arms.
"What the hell..." Ranma muttered as he got up, battered and dirty. He took a peek inside the bar, and found the origin of the sudden evacuation.
"Pop."
Currently his father, in panda form, was downing a third bottle of Sake.
That is if the two in the floor were his, which was a good bet.
Ranma cracked his knuckles. This was a good way to release tension.
He picked a glass from the floor and threw it to the bear's head, hitting home.
The panda looked up at him, sniffed and took another gulp of the bottle.
Ranma frowned at the lack of results.
"Hey Old Man! Wassup? Too old to put up a fight?"
Genma was starting to feel the effects of too much sake, and Ranma watched with a smirk as the panda stood up.
***
The cold winds tugged at his cape as he struggled to walk in the knee-deep snow.
He had felt her call to battle, once more, and he had decided to join in, he didn't know who else, if any at all, would, but for the sake of the brother he had lost due to ignorance and jealousy, and for his honor, he would don his Cloth once more.
He arrived at the small cavern where he had left both Cloths... and buried his brother...
Before going inside the cave he looked up into the amazingly clear sky to look at the stars that represented his and his brother's Cloths. Mizar... his brother's star, and closely behind... barely even visible was his own, Alcor. The shadow of Mizar.
Shrugging against the wind he went inside the cave, where the white Sabre- tooth awaited.
***
Ok, the owner of such a Cosmo to be noticed by his lord's should, at least, be an outstanding fighter. Sorrento reasoned.
"So I'll ask around to find who the best fighter is..." That decided Sorrento walked into a nearby restaurant. "But first, I'll have a snack..."
***
Ukyo looked up from behind the grill. The young man that had just bought two of her Okonomiyaki specials was seemingly driving clients away!
Not only that, but he seemed to be scaring them witless!
Grabbing her combat spatula she walked towards the young man, who had sat down dejectedly and was munching his okonomiyaki half heartedly. She watched with a small smile of pride as his eyes opened after the first bite.
***
Sorrento sighed in defeat when yet another group of people ran away screaming when he asked them about good fighters.
As he sat down next to a small table he contemplated the food he had just received.
He had never tried an Okonomiyaki before... he bit at it carefully... and opened his eyes as Ukyo's best invaded his mouth with flavors. He was done in a matter of seconds.
"Excuse me, sugar, but would you mind telling me why you were scaring my customers away?"
Sorrento met gazes with the chef who had prepared such a delicious meal.
"Uh... I just asked them if they knew of any good fighters around."
The girl's eyes flashed. "Why?"
Sorrento got his bearings back. "I'm looking for the best fighter around here, whoever he or she is."
Just as Ukyo was about to answer him, Ranma flew through the door and crashed into the grill.
***
Sorrento watched in interest as a boy of about 16, crashed into he grill partially destroying it, and stood up without a scratch.
"Ran-chan!" Ukyo ignored her visitor and ran up to Ranma. "What's happening?"
"Oh, nothin' it's just another fight with pops. But it's time I show him who's the boss."
Ranma jumped out of the building, followed closely by Ukyo and a mildly curious Sorrento.
"Well, old fart! You asked for it!" Ranma challenged the panda. "Tenshin Amaguri ken!"
Sorrento started counting. "930." He said at last.
Ukyo stared at him. "You counted them?"
"Yes. That kid has promise," Sorrento examined Ranma critically. "He just needs proper training."
Genma flew out of sight as Ranma punctuated his last technique with An uppercut. He was, however, able to hear Sorrento's words.
"You saying that I'm not good enough? I'm the best fighter there is!"
"..." Sorrento turned to look at Ukyo.
"He's the best?"
"Sure is, honey." Ukyo was surprised to hear a hint of disappointment in the man's voice.
This was not lost on Ranma either. "What?"
"Well... I was expecting... something a little more... impressive."
"Were you looking for me? Who are you anyway?" Ranma was beginning to resent the remarks.
"Well, since you seem to be it, I'll tell you. I am Siren Sorrento, and I was sent here by... my master to find the owner of a powerful Cosmo he felt."
Ranma tensed at his words. "Do you happen to know a man named Shiryu?"
Sorrento blinked at that. "Yes... he and I... were allies not so long ago."
This seemed to be the origin of the Cosmo that his master, Poseidon had felt. This boy wasn't much, though. "Tell me boy," Sorrento asked. "What you did a moment ago, was that your best?"
"Hell no! If I used my best I would have killed him!" Ranma was excited, here was someone who could tell him more about his brother. He didn't even notice when Sorrento called him boy.
"Tell me! Do you know what was that energy that surrounded me yesterday?"
Sorrento concentrated. Yes, he could feel traces of Cosmo around the boy... there was something familiar about the Cosmo though...
"Seiya!"
Probably anyone who could feel Cosmo had felt Seiya's passing. And Sorrento knew Seiya's Cosmo first hand.
But this Cosmo was just like Seiya's! Incredibly similar! Could it be possible... "Is that you, Seiya?" Sorrento asked hesitantly.
Ranma stared at Sorrento curiously. "Um... no. I'm Ranma Saotome."
"Yes... of course. You can't be Seiya, he died..."
"Fightin' Hades." Ranma finished for Sorrento.
***
Ukyo was starting to loose track of the conversation.
This wasn't like Ranma at all! He had ignored the comments that he wasn't the best fighter, that he was just a boy and he was talking Greek mythology with a guy he had just met! Greek Mythology!... wait a sec... "Um, Ran- chan?"
Ranma seemed to snap out of it. "Yeah?"
"Are you talking about Hades, the king of the dead?"
"No. He was the king of the Underworld." Sorrento supplied. "Listen, I really need to talk to you Ranma, is there someplace we can talk more comfortably?"
"You can talk inside the restaurant, I'll have to close for the day, anyway."
"Thanks Ucchan!"
As the three entered the small establishment, a figure across the street watched from the shadows. When the figure moved, light reflected for a second of a shinny metal mask.
---- End Chapter 2