Redheads and Succubi
Chapter Five
"Corrupting Kasumi"
By Jonakhensu, AKA Gecko-chan
I'm sorry for this entire chapter. I had to do most of it in order to set the stage for future plot developments. As for anyone else, I don't like that person. Anything done to Kasumi is because I'm an evil bastard and I thought she needed some more "fun." Well, enjoy! Just remember, I am immune to most flames! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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A week had passed since Ranma had started her swim to America, and things were progressing nicely. Ukyo and Keiko had started to teach Akane how to swim. They had almost trained the panicked flailing out of her, paving the way for the actual lessons.
Ukyo, with the help of Nabiki, had opened an okonomiyaki restaurant by the name 'Uuchan's.' Considering that the vast majority of any profits made would be used to help pay for the extra guests at the Tendo domicile, Nabiki kindly waived her usual fees. The restaurant had quickly become very popular, and brought in more money than even Nabiki had hoped.
Presently, Kasumi realized that she was running low on the particular spices she liked to use while cooking. Unfortunately, the only place nearby where she could purchase her spices was known for its high crime rate, especially muggings. Now, the spices themselves were legal, unlike almost everything else in that area.
Typically, she'd carry mace and a high voltage cattle prod to dissuade any would be assailants. Inconveniently, the mace had recently expired, and Nabiki had stolen her batteries for some unknown reason, which will not b dignified with any further discussion. Having no other options, Kasumi walked up to the guest room and asked, "Ryoga, could you please escort me to the market?"
Indeed, Ryoga was still tied to a spatially fixed point in the room, negating any possibility of getting lost. "Wouldn't one of the others be better for this? I would just get you lost," the part-time pig replied depressed by his inability to be helpful.
"Oh, that shouldn't be a problem," Kasumi stated. "I know where I need to go. Besides, you are much more intimidating than anyone else here at the moment."
Confronted with such logic, Ryoga relented. Then again, very few people can say no to the eldest Tendo sister. Her word alone was enough to stop even the most depressed lemming from jumping. Thus, Ryoga followed Kasumi to the market (This little piggy went to market…), though he asked Kasumi to carry a thermos of hot water for him and carried his giant umbrella in case of a random shower.
Rather surprisingly, the pair managed to reach the particular stall Kasumi sought without incident. However, only a few steps after they had left with their purchases, trouble struck, with a baseball bat. Ryoga didn't even bother to move and took the blow to the head with ease. Turning to Kasumi, not even bothering to see if her companion had gone down, the mugger demanded, "Give me all of your money, and I'll go easy on you."
As the mugger reached for the girl, he felt a hand on his shoulder. "I believe the lady would rather keep her money," Ryoga growled, lifting the punk off of the ground and tossing him away with casual ease.
"Oh my, Kasumi started, looking towards where the mugger had landed. "Ryoga, we need to get out of here, right now! The mugger had crashed into several heavily armed friends of his, and they were ready to attack.
With no alternative, Ryoga scooped Kasumi up and ran, with his umbrella held open behind them to block the bullets he knew were soon to follow. He turned left down one alley, right down the next, and then turned in a direction that defied definition. In fact, according to nearly every physicist on the planet, that direction could not even exist (Cough Washu Cough). In any case, Ryoga had lost their pursuers and could now stop. Unfortunately, he couldn't stop fast enough.
He noticed the bamboo poles surrounding them a moment too late to do anything about it. Right before the pair slashed down, Ryoga muttered, "Damn it! Not Jusenkyo again!"
"Ryoga, are you alright?" Kasumi asked from her seat in the spring. A quick check reassured her that her herbs had remained dry.
If nothing else, Ryoga was lucky in one regard. No more embarrassing nudity for this little piggy. Of course, the Guide chose that moment to appear. "Ayiah," he exclaimed. "Spring of Drowned Girl very popular recently."
Amazingly, they had indeed fallen into the one spring that would have no immediate effect on Kasumi. The quasi-sentient spirit of Jusenkyo must like her. Ryoga, on the other hoof, so to speak, had become a midnight-black, fanged pig-girl, who could, at worst, be considered 'cute.' If you didn't mind the thought of an anthropomorphic female pig, she would be considered down right 'hot.' She was slightly taller than Ranma's girl form, leaving her taller than Ukyo's cursed form, yet shorter than Kasumi.
"I didn't want to be a pig-man," Ryoga whined. "Now I'm a pig-girl!" Looking over her new body, Ryoga noticed that her hands now had five fingers, rather than the hooves they had been. Her feet, however, were still cloven. She would have to put her shoes into her pack until she changed back. At Kasumi's subtle prodding, Ryoga opened her shirt to take stock of her new assets. Of course, Ryoga being Ryoga, she passed out with a nosebleed as soon as she looked upon the two black-furred mounds on her chest.
"Hm," She thought aloud once she had regained consciousness in the Guide's hut, "I wonder what Uuchan will think of my new body." Glaring at the Guide, she added, "At least I don't need to worry about being eaten anymore!" The guide visibly winced, recalling the meal he had almost made out of this particular customer.
After some tea, Kasumi and Ryoga left Jusenkyo, continuing on their path home, or wherever they ended up. Ryoga was currently in her cursed form because Kasumi had pointed out that the neo girl needed to adjust to her new body. With Ryoga-chan in the lead, the duo was soon hopelessly lost for the second time.
After a week of wondering in the woods, Ryoga-chan was over her excessive nosebleed stage. This, of course, made it much easier to bathe. Unfortunately, she would still pass out from a lack of blood whenever Kasumi tried to bathe with her, offering to wash her back. Now, however, the two girls had made their way out of the forest and were standing in a dimly lit room. Something about the green tinted light bothered Ryoga; it seemed familiar, some how.
"We are the Borg, stated a drone. Ah, that's where she remembered this lighting from. Preparing to flee to an unknown location, Ryoga turned and spotted a slight complication. "Kasumi, we need to leave right now!"
The drone, however, had different thoughts on the matter. "Resistance is futile. You will be assimilated." Even as Ryoga disappeared, dragging Kasumi with her, the uncursed cursed girl was injected with more than enough nanoprobes to make her a full fledged member of the Collective.
Back in the loving embrace of the wilderness, Ryoga-chan and Kasumi took stock of their situation. Both girls appeared to be fine, but then a small metal bud sprouted on Kasumi's cheek. The bud quickly spread its petals, and then began to spread across her face.
"Ryoga, what is happening to me?" asked the panicking Kasumi.
Ryoga didn't have an answer. However, Kasumi did receive something resembling an explanation. "Heya Skipper!" cried the overly cheerful paperclip in the new drone's own mind. "I'm Binky, the Cheerful Talking Paperclip, and I'm here to help you adjust to being a drone operating on Nifty Doorways XP. Would you like to assimilate your friend?"
"No," Kasumi replied.
"Assimilate the natives?"
"No."
"Destroy a civilization?"
"No."
"Reenergize in a Borg Alcove?"
"Do you have a hide function?" Kasumi asked politely.
"No."
Come on Ryoga, let's get going. With any luck, things won't get any worse." Thus, the motley duo continued to wonder aimlessly, looking for the way home, as it began to rain.
A week's time found Ryoga-chan and Kasumi in another strange location, walking in grass that was more than a meter tall. Wading through the grass, Kasumi tripped over an egg-shaped animal that had eluded her sensors. "Chansey," the creature cried in alarm. A rustling quickly began approaching through the surrounding grass.
"We are the Borg," Kasumi stated, forced to obey a particularly persistent subroutine in her programming. "Resistance is futile. You will be assimilated." Mere seconds later, the unfortunate Chansey joined the collective.
As the new drone fell to the ground, its attempted savior entered the clearing. It prepared its attack with the war cry, "Primape!"
"Oh my, are you going to fight back?" Kasumi asked. When the overly aggressive pokémon attacked, an energy blast shot forth, stunning the belligerent Primape. Having phazers as part of your body does have its advantages.
"Come on, Kasumi, we still need to get you home," Ryoga-chan urged, wearily gesturing the potential threat of assimilation to follow her. Luckily for the black pig-girl, Kasumi still had enough control over her body to override Binky's quest to assimilate their traveling companion. As the two girls continued their journey, they were joined by another: the most recent member of the Collective.
"Chansey," the tagalong remarked as it made a left turn at the end of what is theoretically possible.
"Where are we now?" Ryoga-chan wailed as she looked around the wide open area they had found themselves in. The only thing there was a crib like object situated in the exact center of the plain.
"According to my sensors," Kasumi began, "We are in a fifth dimensional artifact known as the Madness Maze."
"It doesn't look very much like a maze to me!" Ryoga declared. "It doesn't look like much of anything!"
"Amazing," growled a voice from behind the three travelers. When they turned around, they say that the speaker was a large, bipedal, wolf-like humanoid. It continued, "You traveled all of the way to the center of the Madness Maze without any preconception of what you would find here?"
"Actually, we just got a little lost, Ryoga-chan admitted. Being so close to a natural predator was starting to make her nervous, despite her confidence in her Martial Art abilities.
"Anyways," the wolf-man continued, "you must have been adaptable enough for the Maze to change you."
"Oh, my, are you sure?" Kasumi asked.
"Well, your heads haven't exploded and your bodies aren't being warped like putty yet, so I'd assume so."
As the Madness Maze changed a few of Kasumi's genes, it also changed a few lines of programming in both Kasumi's and Chansey's heads. "Heya, Skipper," Binky announced. "Thank you for installing Nifty Doorways XP-F. Have a cheerful day!"
In a galaxy far, far away, so far that it wasn't even in the same universe, something… unusual was transpiring. Yes, the Borg were, once again, trying to assimilate Voyager and its crew.
"We are the Borg," they droned. "Resistance is futile. You will-" Here the drones stopped, twitched violently, and continued, "Join us for tea and cookies."
Seven-of-Nine lowered her weapon, raised an eyebrow, and commented, "Oh my, this is most peculiar." Yes, Kasumi has indeed corrupted the entirety of the Collective, even those no longer in it.
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"Despite how much I would like to stay here and find out what happened to us," Ryoga-chan started, "we really need to get back to Tokyo. "We've already been gone for two weeks."
"Alright, Ryoga, let's get going. Come along, Chansey."
"Chansey," the pokémon replied, hurrying after the two others. The group walked off, until they turned in on themselves and vanished, leaving behind a whoosh of displaced air.
After an additional two weeks of wondering through limbo, the three travelers emerged back into real space. The manner of their arrival, in fact, was quite amusing, in a cosmic sense. The trio stepped forth from a blood-red portal into a grey room with one large window facing them. Barely after they got even the slightest glimpse at the window, a blast wall descended, obscuring their view. Two large blast doors closed as well, as the last of the retreating uniformed men slipped through, blocking the exits at either side of the room.
"Ranma Saotome!" Ryoga-chan bellowed. "This is all your fault!" The irate pig-girl gently pounded her fist against one of the blast doors, denting it slightly.
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Well, there you go, the fifth, and, I think, ninth chapter of Redheads and Succubi. What I mean is that I wrote several chapters out, but then decided to start this chapter over again. I hope you like what I did with it, if not the content itself. I think that what I did to Ryoga is an original idea, and I'm sure what I did to Kasumi is. Please don't hurt me for cursing Kasumi. Jusenkyo has already punished me for that. Right now, I'm a gecko-girl. At least now I can still type easily.
Now, stuff I don't own… Pokémon, the Deathstalker series, Star Trek Voyager, Tenchi Muyo, Ranma ½, or anything else I may have mentioned. Also, if anyone wants to write an Omake, feel free to do so. Please email me directly, rather than post it in a review. We wouldn't want to ruin the surprise, now would we? Until next time, thanks for reading!
Gecko-chan, signing off.
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Alright here's an Omake courtesy of Shinji the Good Sharer:
"We are the borg, we must visit earth and subconsiously flirt with Tofu Ono"
/2 weeks later/
Dr. Tofu: running for his life "AH! GET THEM AWAY!"
Borg drones: chasing "Resistance is futile, you will be seduced."
2 Borg drones: bow to the staring Kasumi "Borg Queen Kasumi, the seduction of Tofu Ono is proceeding according to predicted peramiters."
Kasumi: "Oh my!"