Disclaimer: "Ranma ½", "Star Trek" and other genres belong to their respective owners.
Note: This is a multi-epic, crossover.
Special note: This is "spin-off" series from "Sailor Moon ST". However, there is no need to read THAT story to understand THIS one.
Part 9
Late 24th Century: UFP Station 'Deep Space Nine', Bajor Sector.
"And the Panda was sent to jail for stealing from 'pig-tail' girl. The End."
Ranma Saotome closed the story book. At the moment, he was over at the O'Brien quarters, where he was reading to his great grand-daughter Molly.
"Can you read me another, pappy?" Molly pleaded. Molly was only six years old, but the half-Asian, half-Irish girl's intelligence was great.
Ranma almost winced at the request. From his line, he had an extensive family, many of which were his descendents. Though he was in the peak of conditions, the thought of being a patriarch made him FEEL old.
"Well, Keiko?" Ranma asked.
"Now, now," Keiko O'Brien said, as she entered Molly's room. "You know that it's time for bed."
"Aw," Molly replied, as she was being covered up by her mother.
"Don't worry, kiddo," Ranma replied, as he got up to store the story-book away. "I'll be around."
"Yay!" Molly said.
A few minutes later, Ranma was having Klingon coffee with Keiko in the dinning room.
"So…have you introduced the Art to Molly?" Ranma asked.
"Grand-father, we've been over this already," Keiko replies. "If Molly wants to learn martial arts, she can make that decision when she is older."
"Have you at least introduce her to some basic self-defense techniques?"
"Yes, I have. I trust Miles, but us being on the station is not a stable situation. So, yes, I have taught Molly a few things."
"I'm glad to hear THAT at least."
"Alright, what's going on?"
"Um…nothing."
"Then why ask me these questions? We've already talked about this already."
"Sigh. Fine. I…may be going away for a while."
"Grand-father, you promised Molly and I that you would spend time with us."
"I know 'Peaches', but there is a blood oath that I have to fulfill."
"Oh, great. Does it have to do with those Klingons that Jadzia told me about earlier?"
"When did she talk with you?"
"When she and grand-mother were having lunch here."
"Dang. Now I'm going to hear about from 'Dumpling'-"
WAP!
"Ow!"
"You should be talking about grand-mother like that."
"Hey, that's the LEAST thing I can call her."
"Sigh. So anyway, Jadzia told me how you and one of the Klingons have been good friends for a long time. In fact, you were made 'god-parent' because of that friendship."
"Friendship, huh?"
"Why would you scoff at that?"
"Well, Kang and I ARE good friends. I've known that guy for years, ever since I first met him over 100 years ago."
"I take it the meeting was unusual."
"Unusual is not a word I would use."
"Why?"
"Because when I first met Kang, he wanted to kill me…"
FLASHBACK"Sir, we're picking up a distress signal from Earth Colony Beta 12A," Uhura says, as she relays the information. "The administrator is saying that there is an unidentified ship attacking it."
Captain Kirk turns to his First Officer Mr. Spock.
"Comments?"
"We are the closest Starfleet ship to the colony," the Vulcan science officer says. "And it is near the Klingon Neutral Zone."
"Great."
Then Kirk turns to Lt. Sulu and Ensign Chekov.
"Mr. Sulu, Mr. Chekov- set a course to Beta 12A. Ahead full."
"Aye, sir," Sulu and Chekov says in unison.
Then, Kirk taps his console.
"All hands on deck: red alert. I repeat: red alert!"
Meanwhile, in a secured section of the hanger bay…
"Ha!" Usagi Tsukino said, as she threw a right-cross, followed by a reverse side-kick.
Ranma Saotome smirked. Ever since the Security Chief and the Ship Ops Specialist began their training sessions together, Ranma has become a much more potent opponent. He may not know as many "parlor tricks" as Usagi, but he was a much better fighter than ever before. It will only be a matter of time when he'll even surpass Usagi in that regard.
Ranma ducked the first attack, and casually leaped the second. He then tried a palm strike to the back of the head, but Usagi, having sensed the redistribution of the air around her, ducked at the last minute. She then crouched, and performed a back-kick to Ranma's groin. Ranma caught the kick, and flipped Usagi. Usagi took control of her flip, recovered, and returned to a cat stance. Ranma maintained a loose stance, as the two continued to circle each other-
That's when the two noticed the sounding of the Red Alert.
"Whew, let's do this again some time," Usagi said, as she relaxed.
"Yeah," Ranma replied, as he, too, relaxed. "Using no chi while sparring is fun."
"Yeah, I guess."
"Of course, I'll still win, you know," Ranma said, as he turned to leave.
"Yeah, we'll see," Usagi said, as she playfully snapped a towel on Ranma's backside.
"Hey!"
A short time later…
The Enterprise was successful in reaching Beta 12A. However, upon its arrival…
"Sir, I am not picking any life signs," Spock says, as he continued his sensor scans.
"That's impossible," Kirk replies. "There are over 100 men, women and children there."
"Or, there were," Spock replies.
Ranma, who typically stands by the Turbo lift, steps forth.
"Sir, permission to assemble a security detail?"
"Belay that," Kirk replies. "I'm not sure that your 'expertise' will be needed-"
"Sir," Chekov begins, "I'm detecting a Klingon battle-cruiser."
"Spock, why did we not detect its presence before?" Kirk asks.
"Perhaps the Klingons have acquired the Cloaking Device from the Romulans?" Spock replies.
"Great. Uhura, signal the Klingon ship, and order it to stand down."
"Aye, sir."
Ranma wondered what these "Klingons" were like. Supposedly, they were a warrior race with a sense of honor. He was fascinated that there were aliens who were so much like the Japanese of old. In fact, ever since the Academy, he took it upon himself to learn much about the Klingons and other species of similar ilk.
Besides, he was itching to test his skills on their finest.
"Sir, I am unable to establish contact," Uhura says. "There's seems to be some sort of interference."
"Keep trying. Usagi, continue to monitor the situation; you have the Bridge. Ranma, Spock, Chekov- you're with me. Uhura, contact Dr. McCoy, and have him meet us at the Transporter Bay."
"Aye, sir," said the aforementioned crew-members in unison.
Upon landing at the spot where the colony should be, everyone fanned out. The colony was very "pre-fabricated", possessing no distinctive quality other than the signs that adorned them. While the scenery was tranquil, Ranma, on the other hand, felt that something was amiss.
"Problem, Mr. Saotome?" Kirk asked.
"I…feel a presence. It's like…something is trying to…"
"Mr. Spock?"
"I 'feel' it as well."
"Keep me informed."
"Captain," Dr. McCoy says, as he and Chekov comes to the fore. "Toxicology sensors does not detect neither a virus of any kind, nor a chemical agent."
"Sensor and record logs does not indicate any activity whatsoever," Chekov replies. "I bet that Klingon ship up there had something…just like they did something to my brother Peter."
Before anyone could respond, Ranma's sixth sense spiked.
"Captain, we got company-"
Suddenly, the Landing Party was surrounded by…Klingons.
Ranma looked at these aliens. They seemed similar to the Mongols of Earth. They wore tight-fitting clothes, not that all dissimilar to a typical Starfleet uniform. Each outfit had a solid, greenish gold vest; the lead Klingon also wore a solid gold, decorative sash around the chest, running from shoulder to waist.
"Hold, fools!" said the lead stranger.
Ranma takes one look at the lead Klingon, who was being shadowed by a female.
"Gentlemen," Kirk said, as he un-holstered his phaser gun.
However, before the Landing Party could bring their weapons to bare, their phasers disappeared.
"Damn," Kirk says, as he charged forward.
Ranma sighed, as he jumped into the fray. So much for dealing with this situation peacefully.
END FLASHBACK"So, you just…attacked the Klingons?" Keiko says, as she looked at her grandfather in shock.
"Well, I had no choice," Ranma said, as he poured himself another cup of Klingon coffee. "It was Captain Kirk's call, and so I had to make sure that he would not be harmed too much."
"I'm surprised you can be so…cavalier about it."
"Hey, you know how I am."
"Yes, I do. I also know that you can be so arrogant about your so-called 'martial arts prowess'."
"Oh, my own grand-daughter wounds me!"
"Grand-father, you are made of much stronger stuff than that."
"Yeah, I guess I am!"
"…"
A short time later…
"Kang."
"Saotome."
Ranma was told the Klingon Kang was in one of Quark's 'holosuites', practicing Klingon martial arts. It's hard to believe that in spite of his old friend's changed appearance, he was still the same arrogant Klingon whom he had known for years.
"So…what's up?"
"I want to know if the Great Ranma Saotome is willing to fulfill a blood oath."
Ranma looked down slightly. Then, he looked straight into Kang's eye.
"I'm still thinking about it. By the way, did you accept Dax's offer?"
"At first," Kang began, as he was twirling his "bat'leth", which was a two-sided bladed weapon. "I was against her inclusion, because Dax is a woman now."
Ranma smirked, as he changed into a "she".
"Well, Kang-kun?"
"Feh. Shape-shifting, while dishonorable, will not prevent me from asking you to fulfill the blood oath."
"Hey!"
"At any rate, after some 'convincing' on her part, and after Koloth and Kor did some convincing of their own, I accepted Dax's invitation to come with us."
Kang then stopped.
"What say you, brother?" Kang said, as he placed his hand on the now-female Ranma's left shoulder.
Ranma places her hand on Kang's left shoulder.
"I'm in."
Tbc.
Next time: Two world's collide, as Ranma Saotome recalls a first meeting...while contemplating thoughts of vengence! Can the Starfleet officer survive the experience, or will he be forced to give up the very thing he has worked so hard to develop? See you there!