Disclaimer: I do not, and unfortunately will never own Ranma ½. The story, and characters all belong to a wonderful woman named Rumiko Takahashi. The only thing that I own would have to be myself, and hopefully some part of the plot used for this fan fiction.

...With the amount of fan fiction floating around the Internet these days, I highly doubt it.

...Are you sure that there's no possibility of me owning Ranma ½?

...No?

Well, damn.

Ashley now knew one thing for certain.

She hated portals.

Portals, vortexes, rips in the very fabric of time and space, black holes, whatever you wish to call them, she hated them with an unrelenting passion.

To those of you who have never been through one of these 'marvellous' wonders, I'll offer an explanation.

Have you ever gone on one of those falling rides that they have at the amusement park?

The ones that strap you to the seat and then proceed to lift you to an insane height off of the wonderful, safe ground. Then, after a few seconds, you suddenly hear an ominous clicking noise before the ride decides to drop you.

Now, remember the feeling of falling towards the not-so-safe-anymore ground. Your stomach lurches, and your brain goes into a temporary state of shock.

Think about another ride. That one ride that you should never go on after eating, like… The 'pirate ship', or 'space shuttle', whatever that particular amusement part decides to call it, it's still the same damn thing.

Basically, they put you in a 'boat' with dozens of other people. Then, they start to slowly rock the boat back and forth, gradually speeding up over time.

Whoever the heck designed the ride in the first place decided that it would be a fabulous idea to make the boat go even faster than it should possibly be able to go, and they make it go upside down. …In loops.

Now, imagine that you had eaten before going on the ride. But… That it was impossible to actually vomit. …Sucks, right?

Alright, now that you've started to understand… Combine both of those feelings. The stomach lurching while falling from an undetermined height, all the while you're spinning upside down and swaying from side to side.

Now that you have the feeling down, multiply it by fifty two.

Yes, I think that you can now perfectly understand what it feels like to go through a portal.

Not all fun and games, now is it?

So, as you can see, Ashley had every right in her now tortured soul to hate portals and everything that has to do with them.

By the time that they had actually landed, Ashley had the strangest urge to claw out Damos's pretty red eyes and feed them to him. It was then that she realized that he was still carrying her.

It must have looked quite odd, the skinny little wisp of a teenaged boy carrying a woman of her size with his tail wrapped comfortably around her thick waist.

She practically jumped out of his arms the very second that his tail decided to try to go lower.

The blonde brushed her messy hair with her sharp fingernails, as she glared at the now pouting demon. "Damos?"

He blinked innocently, "What?"

"Next time you feel the need to pull me through a portal, do me a favour."

At his questioning look, she practically hissed. "Knock. Me. The. Fuck. Out."

Damos tilted his head to the side, "What, you didn't like it?"

"NO. How the hell do you manage to get through that thing?" She could feel her right eye start to slightly twitch, "Are you some kind of masochist?!"

He grinned darkly at her, the innocent act quickly fading into nothing as his fangs gleamed at her.

"Oh… Right. Demon."

Ashley flushed slightly and took a moment to finally look around. "Where…?"

They were surrounded by darkness, with the only bit of light coming from somewhere above where they were standing. The air smelt damp, yet fresh, but that was the only thing that she managed to make out.

Damos just stood there in the middle of the little 'spotlight' that they were in. He glanced over seeing the blonde's confusion, "What's wrong?"

She just squinted at the darkness, frowning. "I can't see anything outside of this random spotlight."

The demon just sneered at her, "Ugh… Mortals..." He then quickly scurried off into the darkness.

Ashley glanced around, suddenly nervous at being left alone in the dark. 'He's coming back… Right? …'

She saw a faint glow of blue light in the distance, and couldn't help but be curious. 'What is that?'

After a few minutes, she gave into her curiosity and took a few steps forward. The blonde looked down at the very edge of the spotlight, wary of crossing it to go further.

The blue light in the distance looked warm and comforting compared to the harsh light from the spotlight. She glanced back from the edge of the spotlight to the warm blue glow.

'Screw it.'

Suddenly uncaring about the divider between her and the dark, Ashley stepped over the line and waited. 'Well, if there had been something waiting in the dark to… Eat me or something, they probably would have done the very second that I passed the line.'

'Gah, listen to me… Afraid of the dark? I'm not a child. I don't need someone to check the closet or under the bed!' She fumed, turning back to glare at the spotlight.

'Fine. If there's something in the dark waiting to eat me, at least I'd give them a major case of heartburn.'

A bit more confident now, Ashley started to make her way towards the blue glow. About half way to her destination, she started to notice how much brighter it seemed to get the closer that she got. The blue light even seemed to be reaching towards her, strangely enough.

Soon, the light was too bright for her to keep her eyes open. She frowned, 'I'm not going to give up after coming this far.' Keeping her eyes tightly shut, she continued to walk.

After what felt like an eternity, Ashley could finally feel the warmth of the crystal. She was exhausted, breathing heavily as she reached her hand out in the hopes of finding the source of the bright light.

Her hand came in contact with something hard, and perfectly smooth. As she lay her hand upon it, she could see it flash painfully brightly from behind her eyelids. After flashing a few times, the light slowly dimmed down to a manageable level.

She slowly opened her eyes, and shook her head. Stars swam through her vision, and she swayed slightly as she fought to keep standing.

A few minutes of standing still and blinking rapidly later, the blonde was finally able to see clearly. Shaking her head once more for good measure, she decided to look at her now lit up surroundings.

As she looked up at the ceiling, various smaller blue lights began to glow warmly all around her. Thankful for the light, Ashley looked down at the major source of warm light. Her hand was resting on top of the most beautiful crystal that she had ever seen.

It's surface was flawless, perfect in every imaginable way. She slowly ran her hand over one of the sharp edges, before wincing and pulling her hand away.

'Ouch…' She rubbed her hand slightly, watching the small cut glow a soft blue before fading away to nothing. The few drops of blood slowly sank through the crystal's surface, the blue glow growing a little stronger.

Ashley blinked in amazement, 'Magical glowing healin' crystals… Neat.'

Now feeling a little bored of the crystal, Ashley turned around to start heading back towards the spotlight. "I probably shouldn't have left it, Damos will- …" Her thoughts came to a sudden halt as she stared at the 'path' that she had made from the spotlight.

Her eyes widened with horror at the gruesome sight before her, "Wha-… How..?"

'It's a landscape of corpses. Young, old, man, woman… Beast?' Her brain stuttered to her in shock.

The walls of the cave looked to be made of a darker crystal, with small groups of the glowing blue crystal hanging off of the walls. There were… People, demons, creatures… All of them dead.

All of them seeming to be reaching towards the blue crystals.

She raised her hands to her mouth, trying to overcome the urgent need to vomit. Her eyes were wide and frightened as she glanced around her slowly, wary of whatever creature had caused the deaths of all of these beings.

She looked down carefully at the ground near her feet and shuddered. She was standing in what looked like a gigantic pile of ashes. Unable to help herself, she slowly moved her foot to brush some of the ash away.

To her horror, the blonde could see a small skull smiling up at her as well as a few random fragments of crumbling bone.

"I see that you have passed the trial."

Ashley stiffened, her eyes darting around in panic at the sudden loud echoing voice. Slowly turning around to face the 'source' of the voice, she let her jaw hang open in shock.

Standing before her was a woman. A giantess of a woman with deep blue skin, who could most likely use a telephone pole for a toothpick. Eyes the colour of molten gold gazed down upon her peacefully.

A giant blue hand gently picked up the shocked blonde, carefully holding her as the giantess sat down. "Come, welcome my childe."

Under the giantess's warm eyes and sweet smile, Ashley slowly felt herself calm down. Laying down and closing her eyes, the blonde took a few deep breaths before releasing them, and then repeating the process.

"What… Is all of this? …Why..? Just… Why?" She opened her eyes and looked up at the giantess's surprisingly beautiful face.

The gigantic blue beauty sighed, before looking down to the floor of the cave. "They… Are the ones who did not pass the trial in front of them."

She looked towards the pillar of light, the spotlight. "There are those who are too scared to leave the safety of the 'light' to even venture into the dark. They all slowly begin to wither within the light, much like a plant that has spent far too long in the sun."

Next, the giantess's gaze went towards the many corpses littering the cave's crystal floor. "These are all of the ones who were too pure to be haunted by many sins. As soon as one of these creatures crossed the divider between the light and the dark, they were devoured by the darker shadows of their souls."

As the blonde looked upon the corpses, she could see a few waif-like shapes haunting the grounds. "What do you mean, 'too pure'? Shouldn't that have given them some kind of… Protection against the shadows?"

The giantess shook her head, "Sadly, no. Their purity may have had some power if they were the chosen of a God… But, as they were… It only served to attract the shadows to them."

Ashley gazed down towards the various mounds of ash, and then back up towards the giantess's face. "So… Were they too pure as well?"

The giantess's lips quirked up into a small smile as she let out a chuckle, "Oh, Gods no. They… Were the ones who had far too much sin to handle the touch of pure holy light. As soon as they came too close to the crystals, the light would utterly destroy them."

She paused to poke at a nearby pile of ash with her foot. "As you can see, they all turned into ash. Good riddance."

"But… What about me? I went through everything, and I'm… Most definately traumatised, but pretty much fine."

"Ah, little Ashley-marie… You have a balanced soul. You are… A very rare thing indeed. You are… Sinful, yet pure. It is odd, really… I've never met a mortal with a balanced soul."

Ashley blinked and sighed. "I highly doubt that today could get any weirder. So… I have a balanced soul? What does that have to do with me getting sent into a random anime dimension?"

The giantess threw her head back and laughed, her massive shoulders shaking with her mirth. "Oh! How delightful, I'd forgotten how much fun mortals were…" She paused to wipe a few tears from her golden eyes.

She glanced around, "Mmm-hmm… Where did that little Incubus go… Damos? Come out, childe!"

Almost instantly, the familiar demon popped though a portal to land lightly on top of the giant beauty's shoulder. "Hello, Seer… I am sorry, I'll be sure to choose a better candidate for the next-…" His fiery red eyes went almost impossibly wide as he spotted the blonde calmly sitting in the giantess's blue hand.

"Wha-… You…" He sputtered for a few moments, looking back and forth between Ashley and the gigantic blue being now known as the Seer.

"How? You were supposed to die, like all of the others!" His tail lashed angrily behind him, "How?! How did you survive?!"

Yay! End of this chapter guys, sorry!

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Oh! For anyone who's interested… I've done a mini fanart of Damos. It's called, creatively enough, Damos the Incubus. ...I couldn't think of a more appropriate name, honestly.

It's reachable from my homepage on my profile, which is really just my deviantart account. I might also just post the actual link into my profile.

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