A/N: I do not own any of the characters in this story. They belong to there original creators.

Chapter 1

The split

A young girl, who looked about 17, dressed in a red silk Chinese shirt, black baggy pants and slippers and red hair, stood over the body of a young man, who the only difference was black hair and a few inches taller, a tanto stabbed through his chest, near his heart; his head was also decapitated cleanly. A woman also held a katana over her head, it stained in blood. A pool of crimson blood was forming under his limp body.

"Wha..."

FLASHBACK

A middle-aged woman, in her mid-thirties, dressed in a red kimono with flower decorations stood over a kneeling 17 year old boy with a katana raised above his head. The boy, who looked about 17, was kneeling in front of his mother, Nodoka, dressed in his usual red silk Chinese shirt, black baggy pants and slippers.

The boy also held a tanto near his chest, ready to commit Seppuku. He stabbed it through his chest and gasped as the pain caught over him and fainted, his mother raised her katana over her head and cut the boys head clean off, rolling to the other side of the dojo.

END FLASHBACK

The young girl looked on in disbelief. "But...If I'm here, and Ranma's boy half is there..." She was interrupted by a hand on her shoulder. The strange thing is, she couldn't feel him approaching her from behind.

She wiped her tears, jumped up and turned around to face the person. He had a black cloak over his body, it was also when she noticed that the area around her was totally black.

"No need to be afraid...I am one who controls, what you call 'destiny'" He said in a low sounding, but stern voice.

"I..if...if that's true then...can you..." Her voice was trembling to try and ask the question. He cloaked figure shook his head. "No I cannot..."

She was startled by his answer. "But...I didn't ask the question!" She raised her voice at the figure. He shook his head again. "As I said, I am one who controls 'destiny'" He had a touch of sarcasm in his voice after that last word.

The girl again sank to her knees and started sobbing uncontrollably. The cloaked figure went over and tried to comfort her, but she just pushed him away and continued crying. The figured turned his back to the girl, he sighed.

"But..." The girl wiped her tears and stood up. "You can be reborn as a girl and travel to different worlds and help those who need it, Ranma." Ranma started jumping up and down at the thought of being reborn, but she stopped.

She walked up behind the man and turned him around. "I am no longer Ranma..." She pointed to the body of the man that used to be Ranma. "I am Ranko...Ranma is the name of my boy half..." The figure nodded. He turned around, but then turned back around holding out 4 items and 4 tattoo's.

"This tattoo and item is from the god, Seiryu the Blue Dragon. This one from Suzaku the Red Bird. This from Genbu the Black Tortoise, and last, this one from Byakko the White Tiger."

First he pointed to a sword, the symbol of Seiryu. It looked like any ordinary katana in its sheath, but what caught Ranko's eye was the Sapphire embedded in the hilt of the sword and at the beginning of the sheath. The tattoo beside it depicted a raging blue dragon, chains were around his body, this had the effect of holding in his power.

Second, he pointed toward a bracelet, the symbol of Suzaku. Just like the katana, it looked ordinary, but with a bright red Ruby embedded in it. The tattoo beside it was a fiery red phoenix. Suzaku has a multicolored plume like a peacock's, and is meant to emphasize its rarity and beauty.

Third, he pointed toward a shield, the symbol of Genbu the Black Tortoise. Within the middle, there was a Onyx. The tattoo that was next to it depicted a massive tortoise, his shell black and his long neck, extended and his mouth wide open, roaring.

Last, he pointed towards a pair of boots, the symbol of Byakko the White Tiger. This time, there was no gem, but a piece of metal with the kanji for "King" on each pair. The tattoo has a fierce white tiger roaring out, black stripes down its back, legs and its tail.

"Choose one, and there abilities shall be yours, for choose wisely, once you have chosen a guardian, it cannot be reversed. Three others shall join you in your journey, they shall also choose an avatar."

Ranko moved her hand over the four places, her hand gently gliding over each. She pulled her hand back. She sighed, and looked down at the ground. She raised her head up and started at a question.

"Could you tell me what each god represents?" The figure nodded.

"Certainly, Ranko"

HISTORY OF THE FUSHIGI YUUGI (THE FOUR GODS)

Seiryu, Blue Dragon of the East (Spring): Seiryu is the Eastern part of the quadrant, and one which is represented by a Dragon. While at times the color of Spring is usually green, Seiryu is depicted as a blue Dragon in part because Dragons were thought of by the ancient Chinese to be aquatic creatures that reside in the sea. Spring is also thought of to be a rainy season, so the color blue is also indicative of water. As one of the oldest, most powerful, and respected of all Chinese mythological creatures, the dragon was usually symbolic of authority and strength, and was usually worn as such by major figures of power or the royalty (Nakago even wears what could be seen as a Dragon's Claw for a shoulder plate). The seven "seishuku" that make up Seiryu are: Nakago (heart), Soi (chamber), Ashitare (tail), Suboshi (horn), Amiboshi (throat), Miboshi (basket), and Tomo (root).

Suzaku, Red Bird of the South (Summer): Suzaku is the Southern part of the quadrant, and one which is represented by a Bird (though in the story, Suzaku does hint at having properties of the legendary Phoenix which is known to die in its own flames and be reborn anew). Because of its association with the heat and fiery temperatures of summer, Suzaku is usually red in color, and may contribute to some people's conclusion that Suzaku is more like the phoenix than an ordinary bird. Red also has connotations of being a color associated with romance and love, and in the series it is from love that Suzaku draws his strength. Suzaku has a multicolored plume like a peacock's, and is meant to emphasize its rarity and beauty, as well as its virtue as a guardian deity. The seven "seishuku" that make up Suzaku are: Tamahome (ogre), Hotohori (star), Chichiri (well), Nuriko (willow), Chiriko (net), Tasuki (wings), and Mitsukake (sadness).

Byakko, White Tiger of the West (Fall): Byakko is the Western part of the quadrant, and one which is represented by a Tiger. Tigers in Chinese mythology represent ferocious defense like metal or steel when it comes to soldiering. They were also considered to be natural guardians and the king of all animals (and thus their protector). The white color is possibly from an original myth that stated that a piece of metal left behind at a king's grave supposedly turns into a white tiger to guard it from being defiled. White can also be a part of the symbolism of autumn, as things are still alive, but are growing "old" and gray at this time of the year. The members of the Byakko Seven that are present in the series encounter age as a determining factor in bringing out their full potential, and Subaru's age-reversing magic is possibly a nod to the whole "age" association with the color of Byakko. The seven "seishuku" that make Byakko are: Subaru (unity), Tokaki (foot), Tatara (lasso), Kokie (stomach), Amefuri (net), Toroki (snout), Kagasuki (investigator 3),

Genbu, Black Tortoise of the North (Winter): Genbu is the Northern part of the quadrant, and one which represented by a Tortoise or Turtle (though this particular constellation may also be called the "Black Warrior". The Tortoise is representative of endurance, wisdom, and longetivity, and is also sometimes used in terms of divination. Though in the series Genbu is shown to be greenish in color, its real color is black, due to the fact that Winter was perceived to be the twilight or end of the seasons. Because of its Winter theme, it appears that members of the Genbu Seven have a mastery or attuning to cold. Hikitsu and Tomite are two such members with these powers. The seven "seishuku" that make Genbu are: Hikitsu (dipper), Tomite (emptiness), Inami (cow), Uruki (woman), Umiyame (rooftop), Hatsui (room), and Namame (wall)

Special thanks goes out to the Fushigi Yuugi Library for the information on the Four Gods.

END HISTORY OF THE FUSHIGI YUUGI (THE FOUR GODS)

Ranko nodded. "I see." She mumbled under her breath. She extended her hand again, but this time stopped over Seiryu. She lowered her hand slowly and gripped the hilt of the katana and pulled it towards her. The figured nodded.

"So...Seiryu is your chosen deity. Your fate has now been sealed, Ranko of the Blue Dragon." The tattoo disappeared and a faint blue aura glowed on Ranko's back. The katana and sheath appeared at Ranko's side, inserted into her belt.

The figure turned and faced away from Ranko. "Now...you must go. Your journey has been chosen, Ranko of the Blue Dragon." He started walking away. Ranko tried to run after him, but she found that she was slowly disappearing.

"But.." she started as her body slowly disappeared, "What's your name..." Her head was almost disappeared, but she managed to here there last words.

"My name? I don't have a name. I am simply called 'Chaos'" He turned around to see that Ranko had already disappeared and started her journey. He nodded. "I just hope that she can finish this..." he mumbled to himself.

Edo Era, Kyoto Year 1854

Ranko phased in and looked at her surroundings. The city she landed in was vast, stretching out as far as she could see. House's were made of wood and straw, apposed to the combination of brick, wood and shingles back in 1992 in Nerima.

"I'm not in 1992 anymore am I...there aren't any street lamps and barely any candles..." she mumbled to herself. She stopped after a few blocks and noticed a few people fighting under candle light. It looked like it was 4v1.

The four people were similar in terms of clothes and armor. They wore white shirts, which were now red because of blood of there dead comrades. They also wore what looked like skirts, but she could tell they weren't. They all had white bandana's around there foreheads and tied around in the back, along with there hair tied back to keep it out of there eyes. They all had there katana's unsheathed and charging at the lone warrior constantly.

The lone warrior was holding his own pretty good against the four attackers, but he seems to be losing headway. The warrior was dressing in a purple shirt and a white skirt type. He had typical sandals on his feet which seemed to be worn out by constant fighting. She also noticed he had a straw hat on his head; he also had red hair tied back with a white string. He had a typical katana unsheathed and a slightly bit longer katana still in its scabbard.

She also noticed that that he had a cross-shaped scar on his left cheek, one of part of the scar was still bleeding profusely, telling her that he was recently in a battle.

Ranko started towards the fighters. She wanted to make the odds of the lone warrior fairer. She stopped a few feet away from the battle and started taunting them.

"Hey there" The warriors stopped fighting and looked towards the girl. She could hear the cross-scarred warrior mumble something under his breath. "Stupid girl..." He walked away, leaving her to the four; it was her fault she's going to get killed anyways. "Yeah that right, I'm talking to you. Wanna fight?" The four warrior ran towards the girl, fueled by her incompetence.

The cross-scarred warrior looked back at the battle; might as well see her die. He sheathed his katana and looked back towards the mysterious girl.

She used her "Soul of Ice" technique and kept dodging the four samurai as they spilled out battle aura. She gradually lead them into a circle, very carefully making sure not to mess up. The cross-scarred warrior watched as she lead them into a spiral and the battle aura swirled. 'What could she be doing...she just going to get herself killed even faster...'

"Well now. Its time to say good-bye!" She clenched her hand and threw her fist in an uppercut. "HIRYU SHOTEN HA--!! (1)" An icy cold blast of energy erupted in the spiraling aura, creating a tornado of pure ki energy, that sent the four attacking warriors into the air and dispersing them into different parts of Kyoto with a loud crash.

Ranko saw the cross-scarred warrior and walked up to him. She put her hands on her hips and made a face at him. "Stupid girl huh!?" Her voice rose during the sentence. The samurai put a finger on her lips. "Its not every day you see a girl taunt four samurai in this day and age." He looked up and down at the girl.

A young girl, who looked about 17, dressed in a red silk Chinese shirt, black baggy pants and slippers and red hair, her chest was also...large, for her age. She had a katana with a bright blue gem on its hilt in a sheath with a blue gem on its scabbard in her belt. He could feel a feel a power emanating behind her; on her back to be exact.

Ranko calmed down; he was right. This doesn't look like Nerima in 1992, it was a lot darker and had a certain ambiance to it; a dark, gritty ambiance. The samurai started walking away, but then looked over his shoulder, a gentle smile on his face. "So...what's your name anyway?" Ranko held her hand out, and made a "V" with her fingers. "Ranko's the name! Who are you?"

He turned around again and started walking away. "The name is Himura Kenshin, The Battousai; Man Slayer"

Ranko nodded behind him as the 'Ronin' walked away. She thought to herself; 'A slayer of men...A Battousai. I've heard about them, but only in the Edo and Meiji eras. So could I be in one of those?' She racked her brain thinking about it. It was possible; according to what that 'Chaos' guy said about her 'destiny'.

Nerima 1992

A young girl ran up to the limp boy's body; crying uncontrollably. The young girl, who looked to be about 17, held the body of Ranma in her arms, crying. She just got home from school so she was still in her school clothes. She wore a blue dress that started at her shoulders and ended right below her knees. She had black polished shoes and white ankle high socks. She had a white shirt under it; she also had short brown hair.

"Ranma..sob sob Why.." She placed the young boy down on the floor; she wiped her tears then faced Nodoka and entered a fighting stance. Soun Tendo, the young girls father, ran in front of his daughter and extended his arms out. Soun had long black hair and a black mustache. He wore a green robe, which reached down to his feet; on his feet were house slippers.

"But, but..." She feel to her knees; cry uncontrollably again. Soun sat down beside his daughter and held her in his arms, allowing her to cry in his arms. He stroked his daughters hair. "Because Akane...Martial Artists do not kill for revenge, only to protect the weak. But..." He turned and faced Nodoka Saotome. "You are not a martial artist or deserve to have the name of Saotome!"

Kyoto, Japan 1854

Ranko stopped in front of a house, the outside lit by candle light; to the right there was a sign that had the kanji for 'Hotel' on it. Ranko walked in and greeted the woman.

"Hello there..." She looked around and notice some more of same dressed guys as she met earlier during the fight with Kenshin. She walked up to the counter and started to ask questions. "Could I ask for a room? I'm pretty tired...I just got into Kyoto and..." She was interrupted by a finger tapping on her shoulder. She turned around and noticed she was surrounded by the samurai that were sitting at the table.

She put her hands on her hips; she had an angered expression on her face. "What do you want anyways?" The man who looked like the leader looked down at her; he stopped when he noticed her katana. The expression on his face changed, he now looked very angry; he pointed towards the sword.

"Give me the sword girl." His voice sounded stern and had a hint of authority in it. Ranko turned her expression to a confused one.

"No." Her voice sounded equally stern.

The leaders hand went to the hilt of his sword. He quickly drew it out of his scabbard and slashed towards the young girl, only to be met with her grabbing it in between her index and middle finger. She turned around the sword with her to fingers and the leader of the gang feel to the ground; the others quickly put there hands on there katana's in sync.

Ranko rushed out of the building and into the street. She didn't want any innocent people getting hurt in her fight. Her families name was disgraced by her 'mother', now she was no longer a martial artist, but a fighter. She jumped up into the air and extended her arms; a great amount a ki could be sensed. She reared her hands back and a ball formed between them, then she thrust them forward and the ball was released.

"MOKO TAKABISHA!"

The ball of ki flew down into the middle of the oncoming samurai's and sent them flying into different parts of Kyoto with a loud crash. She gracefully landed and put her hands on her hips and looked to the right. There leaning against the building in the dark of the night was the wandering Ronin, Kenshin, clapping.

"Well, well...that was certainly interesting Ranko."

She slipped on the ground, as it seemed to be raining right before she came here. Kenshin had great speed, as he disappeared as a blur and then reappeared under Ranko, holding her in his hands. He placed her on the ground and then started walking away again. "You might want to be more careful young miss." She started after him, but then he disappeared as a blur.

"Kenshin...he is a very strange man. He seems gentle, but...he has a certain aura about him that tells me...He has lost someone very important to him..." She started walking toward the direction that she saw Kenshin disappear into.

Back in Nerima

He turned and faced Nodoka Saotome. "You are not a martial artist or deserve to have the name of Saotome!" Nodoka feel to her knees, her katana dropped to her side. She started crying, uncontrollably, she just realized what she had did. "Ranma...how could I..." Akane wiped her tears and went over to Nodoka. Akane raised her hand above her head and slapped Nodoka.

Akane started crying again. Soun went over and comforted his daughter once more. "What she was going to say was..." Akane wiped her tears and tilted her head up towards her fathers; she shook her head. "No dad...I'll say it." She turned and faced Nodoka. "HOW COULD YOU KILL YOUR OWN SON!? JUST FOR NOT AGREEING TO MARRY ME YET! AND MORE IMPORTANTLY..." She turned and faced an old man. He wore a white gi and had a white bandana over his bald head; he wore wide round glasses. She pointed at Genma Saotome. "HOIW COULD YOU MAKE SUCH A DAMN STUPID PROMISE!!"

Akane ran out of her fathers arms and went over to Ranma's body. She stopped in front of it and started crying again. She grabbed the sword that was used to kill Ranma with and ran out of the Tendo house. Soun turned towards his fleeing daughter. "Akane! Get back here!"

Back in an Alternate Universe

Chaos looked down at Akane running out of the Tendo dojo. His face changed to a sort of sad expression. "Such is fate..." He turned his head. "So...you are here to..." He turned completely around and was face to face with one of the 3 Wise Men; Balthazar. He was dressed in a black cloak, suck as Chaos, but you could make out a white beard and mustache.

"Are you sure..." Balthazar nodded. "So you want her to become one of the four chosen ones also?" Balthazar nodded again. "This changes everything..." Balthazar nodded once more; "Yes I know." Balthazar's voice was stern with authority.

Chapter 1

The split END

(1)--Heaven Blast of the Dragon

Fixed some problems some people suggested. Thanks Ging for telling me what Seppuku is.