Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma ½, Birdy the Mighty, Tenchi Muyo, or Dirty Pair Flash.

Author's Notes: I have developed over the years a fondness for mechs as you can clearly see in this fic. This story is not meant to be taken seriously of course so if the action seems a bit over the top, please look on kindly. This chapter is going to be pure chaos. Have fun!

Kikuko the Mighty

Chapter 9

Space can be a beautiful place. There are rare sights in that vast expanse that can't even compare to many of the sights on Earth. One of those views, however, was far from beautiful, but it was as cause for great alarm. A dragon floated in space. It was a true monster of immense proportions that dwarfed the moon with its dimensions. Six beautiful wings extended from its crystalline body. It was sinuous with a pale blue shine, but the aura it radiated was pure evil. Those on board the GP cruiser and Ryo-Ohki were watching it continue to grow before their eyes as it absorbed the light of the sun.

How can you possibly defeat me? I have become a virtual god! his laughter rang through their minds, the force of his will pressed down upon them, but they refused to yield. There was a brief flurry of activity as they realized that Sasami had gone missing again. Before they could worry too much, a woman's voice spoke to them.

Worry not for her for I shall protect her. I am Tsunami. You must unite your powers to overcome this threat and to that end I grant you mine. the voice subsided, but the ships were suddenly wreathed in light as Lighthawk Wings materialized from both ships.

"If she says do something than you do it! Ryo-Ohki!" Washu commanded. The cabbit ship understood and rocketed at the GP cruiser turned mech. It was true that cabbit ships were amazingly adaptable and this was just another example of it as the ship seemingly turned liquid and formed a strange egg around the mech.

"What the hell's going on?" Ryoko asked warily.

"I don't know. I've never seen anything like this before." The little scientist stated calmly. Everyone boggled at her.

"Wasn't it your suggestion?" Ayeka screamed. She simply nodded and cleaned out her ear, but other than that she didn't really seem to care.

I grow tired of waiting… Kagato said in a bored tone as he visibly began powering up. The solar energy he collected making him glow a bright gold color. What they didn't expect was that the egg would pick that moment to crack. It didn't simply crack so much as it exploded in a blazing light that startled even Kagato into silence. When the light cleared it looked as if the mech had grown three times its original size and had turned to the colors of Ryo-Ohki. Huge cabbit ears came off the head and it whipped out massive force claws. ARMS II was directly linked with Ryo-Ohki and Kikuko got to know exactly what the cabbit was. It would have been comical if the crew could have been watching from the outside, but they were on the inside of a mech succumbing to the Neko-ken.

"Meow." The mech said simply. Kagato recoiled in shock as the "cat" crouched, claws curled out and ready to lash. The eyes of the mech were blazing red and he could feel the cat's ire, but he realized that he was still many times stronger. In the blink of the eye the cat was upon him, tearing at him with its powerful claws, but doing little more than making shallow cuts. A flare of solar power blew her off of him before a concentrated blast of power cracked her armor. The agile cat flew at him so fast that not even an after image was visible. The dragon tried to swat her with his fast and powerful tail, but the cat dodged rapidly, making the thing's own tail crack him in the rump. Kagato roared in pain only to find several chi blasts rapidly unloaded in his mouth. His jaws clamped shut and he swallowed convulsively. A massive explosion was heard from his stomach and he let out a smoking belch. The cat unleashed the Katchu Tenshin Amaguriken, claws extended, riddling the dragon's body with holes. That would have been enough to defeat most enemies, but this was hardly an ordinary enemy. The dragon regenerated from the damage almost instantly, his jaw curling up in a terrible parody of a grin.

Did you honestly think that would hurt? Pathetic fools! Kagato laughed until suddenly his lower jaw was torn off. His crystalline ichor spurting out uncontrollably until the cold of space froze his blood. Kagato tried to dislodge the ice that was growing rapidly and widening the wound, preventing it from healing. More chunks of flesh were ripped off much to the dragon's dismay. The cabbit mech was making quick work of the dragon but a blast of solar power knocked her loose. She shook her head as the Neko-ken subsided. Kagato snarled as solar heat erupted from his body, melting the ice, and leaving healed flesh in its wake. The dragon was well and truly pissed.

"This is it guys…We're toast…" Mihoshi whined as she watched the energy buildup with horrified fascination. There was no way they could beat this guy even with the incredible power they were generating. The scene was similar to prisoners on death row as they contemplated the outcome and prayed for the impossible. Cologne stroked the glass that held Kikuko and sighed before suddenly becoming aware of something. The mech was drawing the dragon into a lazy spiral. Her eyes went wide as she contemplated what was going to happen. The redhead was drawing in the cold of space even as Kagato was drawing in the heat of the sun! Two amazing forces were about to collide.

"Everyone hold onto something!" she cried even as she followed her own advice. Everyone scrambled to obey. Ryoko and Ayeka chose to hold onto Tenchi. Mihoshi huddled on the floor with Washu and she clung to the terminal. Suddenly even they could feel the buildup of forces as the mech began going faster and faster before throwing her fist up like an uppercut.

"Hiryuu Shoten Ha!" she cried as she unleashed the attack. The strange chi induced wind spun into existence around the dragon, acting upon the vacuum of space and turning into a funnel of astral cold. She cupped her hands together and began gathering in the cold of space into her palms before firing it off into the tornado causing the forces involved to explode outward in a surge of chi. Kagato resembled an ice sculpture done by someone with no talent for art. His blood had exploded out through his skin even his organs were speared through and visible. With a feral cry she summoned forth the full power of the Lighthawk Wings and channeled it through her palms before firing it through Kagato. The dragon seemed to lurch before collapsing in upon himself.

"We did it!" Tenchi exclaimed in relief.

"Who did it?" Kikuko asked in good humor. Everyone laughed with obvious relief until the alarms sounded again. Washu checked the instruments.

"What?" Ryoko asked at Washu's grim expression.

"Oh nothing…Just that we are at ground zero for a fusion explosion." she replied. It took several seconds for them to figure out where it was coming from but by then it was too late. The dead dragon exploded. catching them all at ground zero of the explosion. Kikuko's mech body was torn to shreds. Armageddon had come and wiped out everything in its path.

"I failed…" Kikuko thought even as everything turned to white. She unleashed all of ki in a last attempt to protect those who counted on her and felt her aura. It flared to life, but it was pure white. The white of pure ki. The girl had a moment to register it before everything went black.

Somewhere-

Wake up Kikuko… a gentle voice commanded. The redhead found herself floating in a strange dark place before a beautiful woman with blue hair. With a start, she realized that she wasn't wearing anything, but anything that would have shown was covered up by light.

"Where am I?" the girl asked.

This is a place between life and death. You have once again used all your chi. If you had a few months to recover it would have been fine, but as it stands you did not have enough time. Poor girl… I wish I could do more, but your last act has killed you.

"I don't care…What about Mihoshi, Cologne, and the others?" the worried redhead asked desperately.

They have survived. The same temporal disturbance that threw you into the past has rescued the others. In this case it seems to have erased Kagato's involvement and all those involved will believe it was a dream. All save the ones who care for you most. They will remember your tragic death. Tsunami sounded sad. Kikuko felt grief, but she knew she didn't grieve for herself. The goddess waved her hand and showed her the scene aboard the police cruiser. It was obviously happening right now. Mihoshi and Cologne (Cologne was sent through time?) were clinging to each other and crying. Entering the scene were Kei, Yuri, Toma, and Ranko. They were told of the events that happened. Kikuko could feel their grief join the other girls' and wept as well. She couldn't stand to cause them pain.

"What can I do? I can't leave them like this!" she sobbed. Her hands were clutched to her chest as her heart literally ached for them.

There is a way…but it will take all you have to succeed. It is a test taken by the royalty of Jurai to determine their worth. A side effect of this test is that it cures anything that may afflict you. In this case, death is an affliction.

"I'll do it." She said with resolve.

You should know that failure will mean you are not only dead, but that you will be lost for all time. They would not even be able to see you in the afterlife. However, you have accepted so I shall explain the test. It is a vision quest. You will be sent on a journey that will determine if you are fit to be reborn. I would not even be able to suggest this if you weren't half Alterrian. They are a sister race to the people of Jurai. I know you shall give it your all. Tsunami faded away shortly after her pronouncement. Kikuko took one last look at her friends.

"We'll be together again…soon." She said as the world spun and threw her through the looking glass.

Destination Unknown-

The alarm rang right in her ear, dispelling any further thoughts of sleep from the girl's mind. She reached out and clicked the off button before snuggling back under her warm comforter. With a sigh, she decided that maybe the bed was persuasive enough to coax her back to sleep, but then another voice had to ask: Where are you? With that she sat up, flinging the covers back, and scanned the room frantically. It looked like a typical teenage boy's room, but a quick feel let her know that she was female. She ran her hand distractedly through her hair and caught a look at her sleepwear. She was wearing a charcoal gray tank top and black panties. Her eyes found a Bon Jovi poster on the wall and she had to smile. A true classic of eighties rock, but a look at the poster beside that showed her Godsmack. Her eyes found a mixture of old and new, the room spoke to her. When she set her feet on the floor she noticed it was covered in clutter and dirty clothes.

"Whoa…This is trippy. Where the hell am I now?" she said then shuddered at the bad image it gave her. She didn't want to turn into Uncle Ryoga after all. Kikuko searched the room from top to bottom, hoping to find some clue as to what's going on. Her eyes strayed to the mirror and stopped. There in the mirror was a teenage girl that resembled her only vaguely. Her eyes were still vibrant blue, but her hair was a dark pink color with purple streaks going from each temple. When she opened her closet all she found inside was a school uniform that looked as if it had never been used before. She saw no reason to break with tradition considering that it looked like a pedophile's wet dream. It was a practically see through white button down, with a tie and a short skirt. The shoes on the shelf had a slight heel that would accentuate her legs. She felt bile come up and hastily swallowed it back down, yet that still left the problem of what to wear today. With that in mind she began rifling through the cleanest of her dirty laundry and had something to wear. She was wearing a black tee with Green Day on the front, blue jeans, and a blue jean jacket. Her hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail with a cap on her head. She grabbed up a backpack in the bottom of the closet to find her school ID. Too bad it couldn't have been her name, even in part, but she had to admit it was a pretty name, even if it was gaijin. Madison Avenue. There was a joke in there somewhere but she couldn't figure it out for the life of her.

"Just another mystery to unravel…If I feel like it." She grinned as she checked out the house. It appeared that no one lived there but her until she found a note attached to the refrigerator. It was a note from her "mom" saying that she would be home later and telling her to behave at her new school.

"Furinkan High…? Oh shit… She couldn't give me a test in a new place? This ain't good at all…" she moaned in quiet agony. That was a name that haunted her dreams from all of the horror stories she has heard from her mom and dad. Her eyes fell on the clock and she realized that if she didn't leave now she was going to be late. With silent resignation she grabbed a carton of orange juice and a box of cereal and took off for school.

Furinkan High-

She growled as she took off towards the school, luckily she hadn't had a run in with cold water, but her luck could hardly hold out that long she thought. Assembled in front of the school was a group of boys dressed in various outfits proclaiming what club they represented. Even the swim team was there and that was just disgusting. They were eagerly awaiting someone but she clearly wasn't it. Still, she knew why they were there and decided to nip this thing in the bud. With a fierce cry she threw herself into them with abandon. She had to know how much her balance was off and how this body stacked up. Despite being an athletic body it was still merely human and alien feats she could perform were being hampered by her physiology. Still, being able to slow down things in the immediate vicinity with ki control alone was an impressive feat as she plowed through them. Her mental evaluation put her somewhere around her brother Hawk's level at this age. He never did quite like training. Still, it seemed to be enough.

"Who is she?" a girl whispered to her friend. There was a quiet hubbub around the school grounds as people tried figuring out who she was. Mighty Moron appeared, a.k.a. Tatewaki Kuno, and strode purposefully towards her.

"Beautiful damsel! Why dost thou fight senselessly? If thy desire for a date with my greatness is so imperative than I shall grant it! Come to me Oh noble pink-haired one!" he cried as he launched at her. At that moment her luck ran out and a girl who lost control of her water bottle splashed her. Kikuko, suddenly male, snarled viciously before popping him straight into the sky and out of the ballpark. With a grimace the neo boy took a careful look and then tore out the crotch of his underwear. He was certain no one had seen it because they're minds were still wrapped around the fact that the hot girl turned into a boy with cold water.

"I HATE BOYS!" the pain express was here and apparently it had plenty of room. Kikuko was glad that he wasn't a boy and then stopped. Oh hell she was! The neo boy suddenly found he was frantically dodging the irate girl. His eyes dropped onto the person accompanying Akane and blinked. It was her father. He couldn't let this continue. With a carefully measured punch he knocked the charging girl down, but before he could retreat, Ranma was in front of him and he was ready to kill.

"How dare you hit 'Kane?" he asked in a low voice. Blue eyes bored into blue eyes and he fell back a step. The neo boy groaned.

"Listen…I'm sorry 'bout this. I'm not really a boy! I'm a girl!" he tried to plead, but that didn't seem to penetrate his skull. It would have been great to be in a body without a curse, but despite what they thought, it bonded to the soul.

"Whaddya mean yer a girl?" the boy asked.

"Jusenkyo." He replied. Ranma blinked but a shake of his head told her that he was clearing his head.

"Too bad, but you did hit Akane…" the pigtailed wonder informed her regretfully before striking a ready stance. This guy could not be for real, Kikuko thought. Her dad would have asked why she hit her and not have just attacked. She didn't know what her dad had been like before he met her mom so she couldn't draw a proper conclusion, but the conclusion she did draw was that he was a pain.

"Do you wanna be late for class?" the neo boy tried to reason.

"School can wait." The displaced martial artist groaned. He searched for water quickly and saw the same water bottle. With a feral grin he snatched the bottle and splashed the boy in front of him. Ranma gasped in shock before growling angrily. There was still a little left in the bottle. Kikuko used some ki to heat it up before upending it over his head. The neo boy was now a girl again and the grin she was giving Ranma-chan sent shivers up the shorter girl's spine.

"You couldn't leave well enough alone. She brought in on herself by attacking me. A martial artist must always be prepared to answer for their actions so I hope you are too. I didn't want to fight." The pink-haired girl said as she dropped into a generic ready stance. It wouldn't be a good idea to use the Anything Goes Style but she had plenty of other martial arts. She would restrict herself to Sambo with a few aerial moves thrown in. Satisfied, she altered stance into a Sambo ready stance. Left foot forward, right foot back, and the knees bent. Left hand and right hand held before her, shifting from foot to foot and waiting for the first attack. Ranma's eyebrow twitched as she noticed the shift in stance and peered closely. Strangely enough this was a fighting style she didn't know.

"What the hell?" she asked herself, but her opponent heard her.

"It's called Sambo, developed by the Russian military by incorporating grappling moves, punches and kicks, and incorporating a few other styles." Kikuko told her. Ranma now understood why she didn't know it. Her Pop generally didn't hold the Russians in high regard where fighting was concerned so she didn't expect much. With a simple hand wave she invited total defeat. Her opponent moved so fast she may as well have been a blur, but a trained martial artist like Ranma easily read her moves and shifted to the side. It was a perfect dodge, almost. The pink-haired girl suddenly lashed out, grabbed a handful of her shirt, and whipped her into the ground so hard the pavement cracked before leaping back and regaining her ready stance. The startled redhead managed to get back to her feet, her tortured back screaming in protest, before channeling her ki into healing. She watched her opponent carefully as she alleviated the worst of the pain, but the girl didn't even move an inch.

"Heh…Not too shabby! Nothin' compared to the Anything Goes Style though…" she scoffed as she straightened up. If she was expecting to infuriate her opponent then she had another thing coming. Kikuko simply smirked.

"The name's Madison by the way. Practitioner of Sambo exclusively. Pretty similar to Anything Goes as a mater of fact." She stated in a dry tone that blatantly put down Ranma's school. The neo girl in front of her looked as if she was about to go nuclear until she visibly calmed herself down, but the red aura that still hovered around her let Kikuko know that at least the Hiryuu Shoten Ha was impossible now, unless she wanted to do it, but that wouldn't be wise.

"Is that so? Let me show you a few things!" Ranma moved so fast that the air warped around her. If there was any doubt that this was her dad then it was dispelled with that move. Her fists were held low before she unleashed a full power Katchu Tenshin Amaguriken to rapidly pummel her opponent into submission.

Kikuko waited until the very last second to use her trump card. It was the perfect defense against her father's attack. The girl struck the ground with her fist before bouncing up and flipping backwards away from the attack. At the apex of her leap she fired an invisible wave of energy that struck the girl and hurled her away like a leaf in the wind. Ranma hit the ground, once again cracking the pavement, but due to the spin on the attack this time she plowed her face into the dirt. It was with a great deal more difficulty that she got up and reentered her stance.

"O-okay…That's pretty good…but still not enough to beat me…" she gasped painfully. Kikuko frowned. Was this happening when her dad first reached the Tendo's or a while after? If this was when he first got there then she was going to hard on her. The fact that the redhead before her looked like she was about to cry from pain told her that she had overestimated badly. She was getting ready to say something when a hail of bandannas erupted from out of nowhere and bowled Ranma over with sharp weapons. The pigtailed girl hit the ground with numerous shallow cuts crisscrossing her body.

"Oh shit…" she muttered.

"Ranma! Because of you I have seen Hell! Prepare to die!" Ryoga cried as he leapt down from out of nowhere and grinned at Kikuko.

"Thank you for this, but after I deal with him you may want to leave." He said. Akane suddenly ran over to Ranma in concern.

"Are you okay?" she asked frantically.

"No 'm not you uncute tomboy…" the injured redhead muttered. The resounding thud of mallet meeting flesh made the displaced girl cringe.

"What the hell did you do that for? She's already injured enough! This ends now…Either you two back away or I'll be addin' some skulls to my trophy wall." She declared as she dropped back into a ready stance. The two of them didn't even seem to care. She had no choice. Ryoga was slowly readying his umbrella and Akane was fuming.

"Oh Kami forgive me…" she silently prayed as she brought her hands together and gathered her anger into a deep purple sphere, almost black, and prepared to fire.

"Akane watch out!" Nabiki suddenly called down from the third floor. The girl in question spun around in time to see the growing ball of malevolence. She was pretty sure that even someone of her skills wouldn't survive being hit by that and wisely stepped out of the way. Ryoga turned to look as well and froze in horror as he registered the feelings used to make that…thing. It did not look healthy.

"I will only say this once. Stop what you are doing or I will roll over you like a steamroller. So don't push me!" Kikuko cried as she aimed the deadly sphere squarely on Ryoga. She knew he would give up, he's not that stupid…

"No one tells me what to do! Shishi Hokodan!" he shouted as his ball of depression chi rocketed towards her. Startled, the girl released the anger blast at the oncoming attack. Since the two emotions were compatible, they merged, but since Kikuko's was stronger…

"Wow…Good air time…" the pink-haired girl mused as Ryoga flew off into the distance. Akane was staring at the girl with something close to fear. She was mentally comparing this girl to Cologne, but even that didn't seem like a close enough estimate. So absorbed was she in her thoughts, that she didn't notice Kikuko step past her and scoop the wounded redhead gently into her arms.

"What do you think you're doing with my fiancé?" Akane demanded, anger warring out over common sense.

"…Shut…up…you…BITCH!" Kikuko roared in a vast ki enhanced voice that shattered the windows of the school and cracked the concrete walls. With a vicious snarl, she took off running along the rooftops. Hopefully Dr. Tofu was still here, but in the meantime she used her own ki to restore the depleted girl. Too bad her dad had passed out, but maybe it was for the best.

The devastation she left in her wake was so bad that they had to cancel school for the rest of the day. Students were wandering aimlessly in the aftermath of The Shout as they tried to focus their scrambled senses. The only one who was thinking clearly right now was Akane. She sat against the school with her eyes unseeing, but clearly she was thinking. One thing ran through her mind.

"I am Revi."

End Chapter

Author's Notes: Mwahahahahaha! To those of you who have enjoyed reading this story, fear not for I won't give it up entirely, but other stories are in my mind right now. That's all for now! Ja ne!