I'm afraid I'm going to have to skip over most of the actual tournament, my mind is too focused on the Kaiju stuff. Sorry, maybe we can go back to it in a later chapter.

Ranma laid down on the chair of his therapist, he had won his tournament very easily but he still had the nightmares about Godzilla.

"So Ranma, how was your tournament?" his therapist asked

"Easy. I used the Shi Shi-Hokudan and blew them all away. There was this one guy who used a chain weapon that caught me by surprise, but I still made quick work of him."

"Now this Shi Shi-Hokudan, you said that was fueled on sadness and depression right?"

"I know what you're thinking Doc, but I only used the depression from the days I have now of living alone. I'm leaving my tradegy out of that technique."

"Well did your advertising work? Were you able to get any students?"

"No, there were like seventy-five other different kinds of schools there. No wonder I never got any students before. Anyways, let's talk about something else."

"Very well about your dream..."

"It was the same one again Doc, Godzilla blew me away."

"You feel a great anger towards him in that he devastated your life, yet you also feel helpless in that there is nothing you can do about it."

"So what do I do Doc?"

"I think what you really need to do is to let go of your anger towards Godzilla, only then can you hope to move on with your life."

"Doc how can you expect me to do that after everything he's put though?!"

"I know, but your family and friends would not want you to live your life full of hating Godzilla. They would have wanted you to live a long and happy life leaving your tragedy and Godzilla buried in the past."

Ranma shifted a little, some part of him knew that the shrink was right, but that didn't mean he was comfortable with it. "I-I guess...I could try."

"Don't try, do. Many generals and soldiers have lost themselves and their lives to hating Godzilla, and I don't want to see that happen to you."

"Sigh. Alright Doc, you win, I'll do it. It's not going to be easy though."

"Yes, but from what I can recall, Ranma Saotome never backs down from a challenge."

Ranma gave a sad smile. "You got that right, Doc."

"Yes, unfortunately I'm afraid that is all the time we have for today. But I feel as though we've made some real progress today, I'll see you again next week."

Ranma thought a lot about his life on the way home, he knew that he should probably start dating again...maybe find a wife and create an heir all his own. The thing was he wasn't sure he was ready for something like that, could he really let go of Akane? He knew that if Akane could speak to him right now she'd probably tell him that she wanted him to find happiness again and move on, but could he really do that? Either way the answer could wait a couple of years, there was no real hurry.

"Excuse me, are you Ranma Saotome?"

Ranma snapped out of his thoughts to see a buxom red haired woman wearing a trench coat approaching him.

"Who are you?" Ranma asked.

"That's not really all that important. Just know that I'm sorry for your loss...and for this."

She pulled out a gun and fired, but Ranma being the martial artist that he is easily dodged and caught the...dart?

"A tranquilizer dart?" He stared at the odd dart before staring at the woman who fired it. "Why are...?"

Ranma was cut off by a sharp pain in his neck. He glanced down at the dart to see it's needle was gone, he caressed the part of his neck where the pain was to feel that there was something metal sticking out of it. The dart had fired the needle into his neck.

"We've taken your skills into account." Ranma's vision started to blur as he listened to her. "Once again...I'm sorry."

He took a couple of staggering steps towards her before falling to the ground in an unconscious heap.

Ranma seemed to wake up for a moment, bright lights and a cold metal table were all that greeted him. "W-W-What's going on? Why can't I move my body?!"

"Whoopsies!" A man in a white lab coat wearing a doctor's mask looked down at him holding a gas novel mask. "You came out of that faster than we thought you could. Back to snoozy-land for you, you're not going to want to be awake for this, trust me."

"Wait! What're you..." As soon as the gas mask was placed over him Ranma was out like a light once again.

Ranma woke once again with a pounding headache but something was wrong. He was being carried by four men, each one had him by a different limb but that wasn't what felt wrong. Besides the pounding headache he had, his skin felt odd...almost tingly even, and his spine felt...bigger somehow. He could also feel some part of himself dragging on the floor, but how could that be when the four men each had a limb to carry him by? And yet he could clearly feel some part of himself dragging on the floor, but somehow he didn't think he had it this morning...he couldn't figure it out...unless...di-did he have a tail?!

"Oh crap! He woke up again! Give him another sedative!! Stat!!!" he heard the same man from before shout.

This time somone took a large tube and stuck it down Ranma's throat, he struggled weakly but some odd blue liquid was shot through the tube and landed in his stomach. Oddly enough it tasted like Akane's cooking, but that really didn't matter as he blacked out.

Ranma awoke for a third time in a setting that was familiar yet totally impossible.

"I'm in the Tendo residence? But that's impossible, this place was destroyed!"

Ranma looked around the room, it looked exactly like the room he used to share with his father...well before it was crushed anyways. For a moment, just a moment, Ranma thought he saw the whole room become staticy, like a television with bad reception. But it had come and gone so quickly it might as well have been his imagination.

"Ranma, are you ready to get up yet?" Ranma could feel his heart jump into throat when he heard THAT voice.

"It can't be...it simply CAN'T be...it's impossible!" Ranma tried to reassure himself.

But the door opened to reveal the one person Ranma had missed the most since the Godzilla attack.

"A-AKANE?!"

That's all for now. I really got some of the plot moving and you can see what I have in store for our pigtailed martial artist. No they didn't turn Ranma into a girl scientifically or something stupid like that, if that idea somehow stupidly managed to get inside your head, he's keeping the gender he was born with. Other than that, you'll just have to wait and see. But I do promise you a lot more explanation on what's happening in the next chapter.