Star Trek: Ranma's Story38 – By DS Wynne
Disclaimer: "Ranma ½", "Sailor Moon", "Star Trek" and other genres belong to their respective owners.
Note: This is multi-epic story with many elements to it.
Special note: While this is a spin-off story to "Sailor Moon ST", you don't have to read that one to enjoy this one.
Special Author's note: I want to thank you all for your reviews AND your patience. I know some of you were frustrated by the way I was uploading the chapters. Sometimes, I get caught up in an idea that I like so much that I am willing to "skip" chapters just to churn out the idea. So for that, I apologize.
And now, we go back to our regularly scheduled program.
Part 38
"Ranchan! You're back!" Ukyo Kuonji, Okonomiyaki chef said, as she hugged her child-hood friend. Even though Ranma made it clear that he was not going to marry anyone, Ukyo still hope to be his bride…even if some hussy named Usagi Tsukino beat her to the proverbial punch.
"Hey, Ucchan," Ranma said, as he returned the hug. From the look on Ukyo's face, she was expecting him to stay. "Look, I just want to say up front that I'm only here for a visit."
"Oh," Ukyo says. "I understand..."
"Ucchan..."
"No, I do. You're some big-shot military guy, while I'm just a helpless Okonomiyaki chef..."
That's when she noticed Ranma's companion, who was carrying a body over her shoulder.
"Who's your friend?"
Now, Ranma may be dense, but he was not a fool, when it came to matters of the heart. Even he felt nervous when it comes to Ukyo's feelings. So, he played it safely.
"This is Counselor Usagi Tsukino, one of my ship mates. She's helping me get Kuno back to his compound."
"Wow, you've certainly changed," Ukyo says. "I remember a time when the very thought of visiting the Kunos was scary as heck."
Then, a thought crossed her mind.
Usagi, thought Ukyo. That name sounds familiar...
"Wait a minute," Ukyo says, as she takes out her king-size spatula. "I know you! You're that girl who married my Ranchan, and broke his heart!"
"Pardon?" Usagi said, as she sat Kuno's conscious form into an empty chair.
"You'll pay for that, witch!"
Ukyo threw a volley of spatulas.
Calmly, Usagi snatched each and every one of them, before her actions could register on Ukyo's mind.
"Huh?" Ukyo says. How did she move so fast?
"Please don't do that, Miss Kuonji," Usagi said. "I don't want to respond to your attack."
"Like you care!" Ukyo said, as she leaped. She was going to strike her foe down...
Snap! Hzzzzzz...
SLICE!
Now, what Ukyo did not know, was that back in her youth, Usagi had joined the Order of the Jedi, a group of knights dedicated to the advancement of peace throughout their galaxy. At the time, she was trying to find a way home, but ended up getting caught up in events beyond her understanding. When it was all over, Usagi became of the few surviving Jedi Masters, who would keep the Jedi's legacy alive long enough to help destroy "evil" incarnate once and for all. The Sith was that evil, dedicated to bringing about a palatable darkness at the expense of the Jedi. It was up to her to train her apprentice, young Luke Skywalker, the son of her best friend-turned-traitor, so that Luke would be the one to destroy the Sith once and for all. And in spite of Usagi's eccentric nature, Usagi, as the Jedi Mistress known as "Usats Ikuko-Tsuus Tetok", could be counted on in the fight for Love and Justice, something that she was already familiar with as the heroine "Sailor Moon".
Ukyo stepped back, just as a now more serious Usagi wields her twin, purple lightsabers (one 'saber in each hand). Made from energy, these weapons could slice through steel like a knife through butter. So one can imagine what they can do to flesh and blood.
"Never attack me, Miss Kuonji," Usagi said, as her eyes bore into Ukyo's soul. "Otherwise, I will respond in kind."
Ranma steps forward.
"Counselor Tsukino, stand down," Ranma said, using his presence as the designated commanding officer to get Usagi to back down. He hated his ex-wife's slight schizophrenia. He understood how her past experience at the hands of violent opponents can whip out her darker nature at times. He especially remembered what she did to the android "Lore", Data's brother, when he tried to murder their daughter Hoshiko. At least when HE fights to the death, he's quick and merciful. However, Usagi doesn't have that inhibition. What she did to Lore could have been grounds for a court-martial for sentient-rights violation. Thankfully, Data intervened on her behalf, thus sweeping the "unpleasantness" under the rug.
Still, Ranma wonders if this darkness was the result the Leviathan's influence, or of her time as a "guest" of the Maestro.
Hzzzzz-SNAP!
Usagi shuts off her 'sabers.
"I'll wait outside, Ranma," Usagi said, as she walks out of "Ucchan's".
"What the heck was that!" Ukyo says.
"Ucchan, I'm sorry about that, but I really wish you wouldn't go off the handle like that," Ranma said. "What you did is what I expect Akane to do, but not you."
With that, Ranma steps back to pick Kuno up.
"I'll be around for a few more days. When you have matured, you know where to find me."
And with that, Ranma leaves a tearful Ukyo behind.
Meanwhile, Akane Tendo was crying herself to sleep, since she refused to leave her room.
It's not fair, thought Akane. I should have been his...wife...
Akane was asleep now. She dreamt of a grassy, endless field. She could see large, snow-capped mountains in the distance.
Akane...
Akane turned her head, having heard her name being called out. She saw a small fortress, which was on top of a small hill.
AKANE...
She was compelled to follow that voice, so she went through the main gate. There was only dust and weeds blowing about the emptied place. Ahead of her, she could see huge, oaken doors slowly opening...
Cautiously, Akane entered the place, which revealed a darkened hall. She could smell the rich texture of the wood frame, and could detect a slight hint of roasted pork. And during all this, Akane felt that she had been her before-
"You have, Akane Tendo," said a voice.
Akane turns to see a blond-haired girl, who was dressed in a kimono. Strangely enough, she seemed familiar to her...
"That's because I am YOU. Or, at least, I was, and will be."
"What are you talking about?" Akane demanded.
The girl was now dressed in a gown, befitting of a medieval princess. Her gown swayed, as she moved to the center throne, as the small crown adorned her head.
"Father used to chastise me for playing around here when I was but a child. Even then, he knew I was a bit of a…'tomboy'."
Akane steps forward.
"I don't understand what's going on!" Akane yelled. "Just TELL ME-!'
Suddenly, a throng of activity appears throughout the hall. Bearded men and other assorted warriors milled about. Akane, frightened, steps back. She turns to see the blond princess running to a throng of men, who had just entered the hall.
"Father!" the blond says, as she ran to greet a bearded man. Though middle-aged, the man had an aura of authority.
"Eowyn! Are art thou?"
"Everything is well, sire. In spite of brother's death and all…"
"Rest assured, daughter, we WILL find those responsible."
The girl continues to greet the men, before coming to stop in front of one particular man…
"Ranma?" Akane said to herself. Ranma was wearing some sort of woodsman clothes, leather boots, a jerkin and had a sword strapped to his back.
Eowyn goes up to Ranma.
"How art thou, my Lord?"
Ranma rubbed the back of his head.
"You know the usual. You know, fighting Orcs and Wraiths. Heh."
That Ranma! Akane said, as she fumed. Even here, he was an egotistical jerk!
"You are modest, my Lord."
"Hey, you don't have to call THAT. Just Ranma."
"Very well. Say! Let me show you that trick you taught me…"
Pulling on Ranma's arm, Eowyn takes him to a stack of large bricks.
"So, what's up?"
"I just want to show you that trick you taught me."
"Okay, go for it."
Eowyn stands very still. A slight blue aura formed around the princess of Rohan.
"HA!"
With one fluid motion, Eowyn broke the stack of stones to pieces.
"How was that?"
"Pretty good. You're getting good ki control."
"Well, you did say I have a good fighting spirit, and we Rohan have lots."
"Tell me about. Your cousin may not be a martial artist, but I would stand by his side at any time, any where."
A bearded man, who was dressed similarly like Ranma, steps into the fore.
"Ranma, we are having a war council, and I need you in attendance."
"Coming, Aragorn-sensei. Look, we'll talk some more, okay?"
"I will await for your return, Ranma."
Akane's view seemed to darken…
"Wait! What does this mean?" Akane asked.
A new scene appears, this time, the view of very familiar…
"Are we on the Enterprise-D?" Akane asked.
"In fact, you are," said Eowyn, who was now dressed in a Starfleet uniform. "This is the year 2370 CE. Here, my name is Amanda Rogers. I had just been accepted into the Starfleet Academy, after Ranma stuck out his neck for me…
A violent scene took place. It appeared as if Akane was in some sort of old style gymnasium that had a boxing ring in the center.
POW!
Ranma fell down, as blood splattered across the mat. He wore standard boxing gloves, boots, and red, white and blue trunks.
He got up, and saw his muscled opponent. Short, spiky hair, white boxing gloves, and red trunks (with a hammer and sickle) adorned this man.
"Get up, you mug!" said a man. He was dressed in sweats, had a white towel hanging around his neck, and had a wool cap on his head. "Don't give up!"
"Listen, Q," Ranma said, as he got up. "YOU are the one who said that Amanda can remain human, if I participate in one of your stupid challenges. I still don't know why you patterned this fight after the Balboa-Drago match!"
"Hey, I'm just adding a little flavor, fem-boy. Now remember, THIS version of Drago can not be defeated by any man!"
Ranma grunted, as he puts on his mouth piece. He could use his usual fighting style, and getting hit by this facsimile was like going a few rounds with Saffron…minus the chi attacks.
And then, Ranma got an idea. It was a desperate one, but he was running out of options fast.
"Gimme the water, Q!"
Shrugging, the entity gave him his pail of water.
Ranma then dumped the water on his head.
SPLASH!
"Okay, jerk!" Ranma-chan said. "Here I come!"
"I will crush you little girl," faux-Drago says, as he steps forward.
POW! SMACK! BAM!
Ranma figured out Q's loop hole. After all, faux-Drago could not be defeated by any MAN. Still there was something off by the whole the sham.
"Tell me, Q, why did you give your pawn such a loophole? Not that I don't mind, and all. But still…"
Q looks at Ranma.
"Here's a little secret, half-girl. I happen to like you, so, if I'm willing to cut you a break from time-to-time, then that's the reason. And you'll know soon enough as to why I do like you."
Q steps back.
"Be seeing you…"
FLASH!
Akane finds herself in a room of white. She turns to see Eowyn/Amanda standing there in a simple sun-dress.
"Ranma would learn within a few years from that point, that Q is Usagi's father. And he happens to like the fact that Ranma takes care of her. As for myself, as Amanda, Ranma's willingness to face any foe, in spite the odds, for the sake of a friend, makes him a person to be reckoned with. At any rate, thanks to Ranma, I was allowed to remain human."
The blond girl steps forward.
"Have faith in Ranma. If he says he'll come back home to you, then he will."
"I just don't understand any of this!"
"You will, Akane. You will...Akane…"
"AKANE!"
Akane woke up.
"Huh?"
"Are you okay?" Nabiki Tendo asked.
"I guess so…"
"Alright. Anyway, lunch will be ready shortly."
"Oh, okay."
Unseen by all, Amanda looks into Akane's room.
"Sigh. Was I this strong-headed?"
"Yep," said a voice.
Amanda turns to see a familiar face.
"Husband," Amanda says, as she reaches to hold the hand of Q…who happens to look just like Ranma Saotome. "How are things?"
"Well, I managed to convince the Doctor to get involved, so the pieces of this cosmic chess game are about to be put into place."
"Do you think Ranma will succeed in getting his ship and crew ready?"
Q looks at his wife expectantly.
"If he doesn't, then the Terror will be unstoppable."
Amanda looks up in the sky. Then she remembered a past life, that existed in the days of the Silver Millennium.
"Should we have Lady Usashinko awake the Tendo sisters's Sailor Senshi powers? You know, just in case."
"Let's leave that in Sailor Pluto's hands for now. Right now, Usashinko has another project to attend to."
Amanda looks at Q.
"You still care for her, don't you?"
"I always have, and I always will. We built a life together, Usagi and I. But you are my soul-mate 'Mandy. You were when you were Eowyn, and you were as Akane."
Amanda leans on Q's shoulder.
"I love you, Ranchan."
"I love you, too…Akane."
Meanwhile, in Okayama, a certain blue Police Box appears in the lair of one Washu, super-genius…
"Ah, K-9," said the Doctor, as he steps outside with his robotic dog. "It has been a while since I was last here-"
SPRUNG!
The Galifrayian found himself in a trap that he knew he should have avoided.
It was a classic "spring rope" trap.
"What is this?" the Doctor said, as he found himself suspended by his ankles in the air by a rope. He could avoid the traps set by the Master, and yet he got fooled by such a simple one.
"Well, well, well," said a voice.
The Doctor turned to see a certain red-haired, spiky-headed mad scientist.
"Looks like there's nothing to stop me from giving you your just deserts, Doctor!" said Washu, who rubbed her hands with glee. "HAHAHAHA!"
Tbc.