Disclaimer; This fanfiction uses existing ideas, characters and or worlds, but is an independent work of art. I own nothing, hence the reason for publishing my writings here instead of in real books where I could make some money.


After Dr Drakken and Shego were returned to the proper authorities, Ranma had told Kim to take a shower, and then a relaxing dip in the hot springs behind the house, while her clothes were washed.

As the teen girl did this, Ranma retired to his garage to clean out the car and see if any repairs were needed after the heavy use it had gone through.

What Ranma did not know, was that while he was down there, Gina returned through the Ring and found a nude redhead reclining in the steaming waters.

"Ranma?" she asked as she came closer. "Is that you?"

"No," came the drowsy reply from the redhead. The girl turned, revealing an unfamiliar face. "I'm Kim Possible … Ranma told me I could take a shower and a dip … I got a bit messy after our mission …"

"Ah," Gina nodded. That sounded like something Ranma would do … it was a good thing for him that she had already known he would be on a mission with a teen hero, and wasn't as quick to jump to conclusions as his previous fiancées. If she had, Ranma would soon be in danger of curling into a ball, nursing his ruptured privates back to normal.

Conversation had been easier after that, and the two had shared the tales of their adventures.

When Ranma emerged from his secret garage an hour later, he found Gina and Kim sitting in the living room, looking through the sketches Ranma's teams of scientists had put together after the presentation.

Kim's clothes had by then been fully cleaned and dried. She was also very impressed with some of the ideas, especially the Pill that could heal most ills, and the portable game console. She voiced her opinion of the console being perfect as a replacement for the messy paint-ball guns, and thus a good training device. Ranma promised that when they had made enough improvements, she would be the first to get one … for free, as a little thank-you for assisting him with Dr Drakken.

Kim looked a little bristled at having her contribution called "Assistance," but realised that if Ranma had fought to kill, he wouldn't have needed her at all, considering the powerful cannons he had on his car.

After some more sketches, Kim noted the time, and asked if Ranma would return her to Cheerleading Camp.

With great caution, Ranma did return Kim, and hurriedly returned … he didn't want to be spotted by those crazed girls again.

Back home, Ranma arrived at the same time as the rest of the household, and was treated to a presentation of Beebe's new wardrobe. Gina informed them of the coming adventure, and invited Ranma to join her … seeing as it was a few days away, and wouldn't get in the way of any of the meetings, he agreed.

Charlotte was giddy with excitement, as during the shopping trip, the egg had stirred.

Nodoka meant this might mean that the baby would be out any day, and was if possible even more excited than Charlotte … she was really looking forward to finally becoming a grandmother.


Ranma was having lunch with all the other residents of the house later that week, when out of the corner of his eye he caught the light of the Ring activating.

Quickly glancing at the time, Ranma realised that he had almost completely forgotten about his appointments.

"Excuse me, ladies," he said as he stood. "I have a meeting in the dojo."

Everyone looked out the open sliding door, across the garden and through the open doors of the dojo, where Dr Diggers emerged from the swirling portal within the Ring. Following him were four people … two werecreatures, one man and one woman, with canine features, which led Ranma to believe they were the werewolves … and two with feline features, but no tail, one was Stryyp, Britanny's husband, and the other was a stately woman, leading Ranma to the conclusion that they were the representatives of the Kryn.

Striding across the garden, Ranma entered the dojo just as the Ring disengaged.

"Welcome," Ranma greeted. "You're a little early, but no matter."

Motioning them to sit on the tatami mats, Ranma sat down … the others clumsily mimicked him.

"It is a little difficult to completely accurately calculate the time difference between planets, realms and then continents, student," Dr Diggers commented. "But let us get this meeting under way … you will have to forgive me, but I am simply too curious about this meeting to leave, and have decided to act as an observer."

When one of the more powerful mages of Jade makes such a declaration, there would be few that would have the nerve to argue … Ranma would have been one of them, but he too was curious about why these two groups had requested a meeting with him, and favoured looking between the two to see which group would start the proceedings.

Already being somewhat familiar with Ranma, though not more than as a passing acquaintance, Stryyp motioned for the werewolves to start.

"I am Jetta, the Leader of the Werewolf Clan," opened the werewolf woman regally. "I have come to examine what could be a possible threat to my people, and be assured of your intentions towards the Werewolves."

"So you want to see if I'm going to attack your people?" asked Ranma, trying to simplify the statement. At Jetta's nod, Ranma continued. "Why would I attack you? Have you done anything to offend me?"

"Not to our knowledge," continued Jetta. "But for no apparent reason, the Werewolf Clan has for centuries had a standing feud with the Werecheetah, one that only ended fairly recently when it was revealed that one of our own tried to betray us for power. Many lives were lost needlessly, and I, as the Leader, must make sure that such a tragedy will not come to pass again with the emergence of another werecat species."

"I have no intention of starting a war with someone just because another feline species did so," Ranma deadpanned. "But that is not to say I will not retaliate or defend myself if attacked."

"Likewise," retorted Jetta. "But this brings me close to my second reason … As you have recently become a Weapons-Master of Jade, it has been put to question if you would consider taking a few of our warriors under your wing, so to speak … so that we may have a better chance of fending off attackers."

"We were about to request the same," interrupted the female Kryn. "As well as a possible trade of technology …"

"But you do not have the floor," interjected Jetta smugly. "Wait your turn."

"Ladies, please … there's no need to fight," interrupted Dr Diggers calmly before such an event could break out.

"My apologies," stated Jetta with only mild regret. "I was about to say that in exchange for helping our warriors grow in strength, you will have an alliance with the Werewolf Clan, and should someone wish you harm, we will come to your aid if you request it."

The Kryn woman snorted. "We are willing to offer Aebra gold in addition to an alliance should he accept the request to train our warriors. We also have a few willing females at the ready if a marriage is required to seal the deal …"

"I'm sure we have willing females as well," retorted Jetta. "And unlike you, we have the enhanced strength that comes with being a werecreature!"

"Ladies!" Dr Diggers interrupted again.

"Thank you, sensei," added Ranma. "Flattered as I am about the offers of alliances, women and gold, I already have more girlfriends than I need, and have no desire for additional ones. I am reluctant about taking on students, as I feel I haven't learned enough myself … and-"

"Ranma!"

Looking out the door, Ranma saw Beebee running across the garden like the Hounds of Hell were nipping at her heels … an impressive improvement considering she hadn't had a real human body for more than a week and could hardly walk properly for the first couple of days after she got her new body.

"The egg!" she called even as she got closer. "It's hatching!"

Not needing to be told twice, Ranma jumped from his seat, and followed Beebee as she ran back towards the house.

In the dojo, Dr Diggers was not alone in feeling insulted, but he at least knew Ranma's reason for leaving so rudely, and did his utmost to assure both visiting delegates that it was not meant as an insult that their host left so abruptly, explaining the reason behind his departure.

Ranma, meanwhile, was following Beebee through the house to the upstairs bathroom, where Charlotte was kneeling next to the tub, looking down into it.

Standing behind and beside the Harpy, were the other women of the house.

Nodoka was hugging Charlotte in excitement.

Brianna and Gina were holding their own video cameras to record this blessed event for future embarrassment of the child. For variation in angles, they stood on opposite ends of the tub, thus increasing the chances of catching every little change.

Sheila and Lydia were making bets with Nabiki about the gender and appearance of the baby.

Kasumi was at the ready with towels and lukewarm water to clean the baby once it was out of the egg.

Ranma knelt next to Charlotte and looked into the tub on the plastic sheet used to increase friction for the bather, where lay the egg, sporting several cracks, and surrounded by tiny flakes of shell.

The egg shook some more and tiny flakes pealed off from the cracks.

Finally, a large piece of the shell fell off, and a tiny pink paw was visible for a brief moment before it retreated into the darkness within the egg.

A baited silence covered the room.

A tiny hand peeked out, and clumsily grabbed the edge of the opening.

The sudden shift of balance within caused the egg to roll, and the egg shattered as the weight of the baby came crashing onto it, scattering fragments and pieces of the shell all over the tub and spilling out a healthy baby girl, with pink hair.

Before the baby could even cry for the first time, Kasumi was on her, a quick, thorough wash and a warm, soft towel wrapped around the baby in mere instants before the baby was picked up and handed to the mother, Charlotte.

Choked up in tears of joy, Charlotte held her daughter carefully.

"She's so beautiful," Nodoka whispered so as not to spoil the mood.

Behind her, Lydia grudgingly handed what little money she had to Nabiki, but all sour feelings were washed away at the sight of the baby.

Nabiki handed Sheila her winnings, minus her commission, and headed out to call a doctor in for a house-call … after all, they needed to have the baby examined by a professional, and get the various important documentations processed in an orderly fashion.

Then there was a need for diapers, baby clothes, crib, toys … the list was endless, and all needed to be done quickly … this would have been so much easier to prepare for if the mother had been human, as they would have had nine months to get everything in order, not a mere couple of weeks.

Of course, Charlotte couldn't help but notice something.

"She doesn't look anything like I imagined she would," she commented.

"Of course she wouldn't look like a Harpy," Gina explained in a cheerful tone, wagging a finger before the squinting baby girl. "She's not completely a Harpy … she's half Harpy, and half Weredinictis … and so she wouldn't look entirely like you, Charlie."

"But she doesn't look anything like me," Charlotte continued. "She's got pink hair, and no wings or claws."

Just then, the baby hiccupped, and changed form.

Now occupying the towel was a pink kitten half the size of the baby, with pale yellow wings on its back, budding guidance feathers on the elbow joints of fore legs and ankle joints of the hind legs. The hind feet looked more like they had the talons of a bird than toes, and the short fur was pale pink.

"Oh," Gina realised. "And as a werecreature, she won't have control over her transformation until a few years from now … and the hybrid form will emerge sometime during her teens … of course, only the weredinictis seems to have the ability to shift forms independently of lunar cycles …"

The baby chose this time to start making noise, and it sounded like an adorable mix between the mews of a kitten, and the chirps of a chick.

Every one in the bathroom was touched by the moment, even more so when Charlotte handed Ranma his daughter.

Ranma was valiantly fighting back his overflowing emotions.

This was his firstborn child, lying on his arm … his daughter

As the winged kitten changed back to human form and grabbed hold of the finger he had been running across her face, Ranma had to bite back the tears of pride, worry and joy.

He was a daddy!


In a dark solitary cell in the prison just outside Tokyo, Genma was suddenly overcome with the feeling that his stay there had just been cemented … it felt like his son was dancing on his grave …

In a fit of desperation, he scrambled for the door, and banged on it to get the attention of the guard that was supposed to guard him.

"You've got to let me out!" he screamed. "The future of the Saotome School of Indiscriminate Grappling depends on it!"

"I'm not falling for it," muttered the guard, and returned his attention to the semi-pornographic manga he had brought with him to pass the time. The plot was thin at best, and the female main character's bust size seemed to grow between each volume, but with all the blood, gore and fighting, he didn't care. "I have strict instructions not to let you out until your time served in the hole is over, and I intend on following my orders to the letter … not even a fire would make me unlock that door."

"But I need to speak with my wife!" Genma continued. "She needs to talk some sense into the boy! Something is happening that will ruin any chance of uniting the schools! Call Tendo Soun, he'll know what to do!"

"Nope," said the guard. "Now, shut up, or I'll have your ration cut in half."

Silenced by the threat of absolute starvation, in his opinion, Genma sat back against the wall, a tear of despair rolling down his face.


On a train headed for Tokyo, Ukyo felt a chill run down her spine.

Something had just happened … something that would severely hamper any chance she had at getting back with Ranma.

In the pet carrier at Ukyo's feet, Mousse lost the lock pick he had been using to try opening the door. Unfortunately for him, not only had Ukyo taken his glasses, which meant he was trying to unlock the back wall of the carrier, but a chill had run down his spine as well, causing him to lose grip of the tools.

"CURSE YOU, RANMA!" the myopic Amazon screamed … of course, being a duck at the time, it all sounded like a predator of some kind had managed to enter the carrier and was trying to kill him without making any noise itself.


In a Maximum Security Mental Institution in Osaka, Kuno Tatewaki sat up from where he had been slumped along the padded wall.

"What is this?" he questioned. "What surroundings have I found myself in? What devilry has brought me here?"

Trying to stand, Kuno found that his arms would not obey his commands where they were restrained within these long sleeves that disappeared behind his back.

"My sleeves seem to be caught on something," Kuno commented dazedly. "It feels as though something is clouding my mind … the last thing I remember was seeking the famed Dr Diggers to rid the Tree-Borne Kettle-Girl of the hold the vile Sorcerer Saotome has over her … then I discovered Saotome's corruption having reached even farther than- SAOTOME! That vile creature has bewitched me!"

" Akiraka-isha, the patient in room two-eighty-five has worn out his drugs again, " announced a bored, female voice out of nowhere.

Kuno looked around to find the source of the voice, and saw a small window in the middle of the soft wall.

Rolling over and getting his footing, Kuno managed to get to his feet and stumbled towards it just as it opened.

-Fsht!-

With a scream of pain, Kuno fell backwards, painfully aware of not being able to rub the stinging out of his eyes.

"Give him double dose this time," sighed a male voice as two pairs of strong hands held Tatewaki to the ground. "At the rate he keeps burning off the drugs, he should be able to take it without harm …"

"CURSE YOU, SAOTOME!" Kuno screamed in rage, knowing that this was somehow Ranma's fault.


Inside a pyramid in Egypt, though the two thought they were in France because of the cave paintings on the walls, Akane felt a chill run down her spine as well. She just knew Ranma had done something perverted again.

"Ranma you pervert!" she screamed spontaneously, a scream that was joined by Ryoga with the alteration of "Ranma! For distressing Akane, DIE!"

It was unfortunate, however, that as the two screamed, the inside of the pyramid suddenly changed into the top of the mountain at the base of which the Musk had their village.

The resulting avalanche didn't kill anyone, but the throne room was completely filled with snow, dirt and other miscellaneous debris, and would take weeks to fully dig out … thankfully King Herb had been in the bathroom when it happened … he would be stuck there for a few days before he was rescued, and very angry … he just knew this was somehow Ranma's doing … why else would he blast a hole in his ceiling if not to use it as a means to further humiliate him by barricading him in the bathroom for days?


In Atlanta, Julia felt something was off, and as a result of her inattentiveness, was kicked back several yards by Gar. The lawn now sported a five yard long trench where Julia's bottom had scraped along it.

In a manner eerily reminiscent of Brianna's declaration of her hunky-senses tingling, Julia rubbed her nose and raised her other hand in the air.

"My Granny Senses are tingling!" she declared.

As she only had one daughter available at the time, she got up, ignored the concerned questions asked by her students, and started examining her adoptive daughter … lifting, prodding, poking and sniffing, thoroughly embarrassing Britanny, who was wearing her work-out clothes and until her mother interrupted, punching a large, square slab of stone with her palms to what was the beginning of her punishment for spending an obscene amount of money, with Julia's credit card … she was building a pyramid, single-handedly.

After a few moments of embarrassment on the part of the Werecheetah, a shocked expression disappeared, and Julia's eyes started to water and widen, then her face became flushed with happiness.

"Guess what, Britanny," she started. "I – I'm a brand new grandmother!"


In Jade's Maximum Security Prison, Tanya shivered as she felt a change take place to hinder her plans of separating her beloved Stryyp from Britanny.

This shiver set off a series of events that was enough to alert the guards of her attempted escape, and recapture her.

However, as she was being shackled and locked away for a while to get rid of any more escape plans, Tanya also felt that she would possibly have to take a different angle to succeed in her plan.


Back at the Koki estate, Ranma was rocking his daughter to sleep.

The doctor had stopped by, and after recovering from meeting the proud grandmother and the mother … not to mention the girlfriends of the father, had declared the baby to be the healthiest he had ever seen. Thankfully, the baby hadn't changed forms for the entire stay of the doctor.

The birth certificate had been filled out, and a name had been decided on.

On Ranma's arm lay little Rei Candy.

Needless to say Charlotte chose the middle name …

As he looked down on her, Ranma could not bear the thought of her hurt, hungry or afraid … which begged the question how his father could knowingly and willingly, even eagerly expose Ranma to this. Did this feeling apply to all children, or merely daughters?

Scowling at the memories of what his father had done to him, Ranma silently vowed to make his little girl strong and capable, but never expose her to any dangers even close to the training methods used in his training.

With this goal in mind, Ranma gently lowered the now sleeping baby in the crib Gina and Brianna had spent half an hour trying to put together even if they were following the instructions.

Out in the dojo, Ranma's guests were understandably impatient, but as Ranma reappeared with a serious expression, their will to complain about their treatment faded away.

"I'll train your warriors," Ranma stated. "Both Kryn and Werewolves … but I have conditions: First of all, I decide who will be my student … the last thing I need is an unstable student that would not hesitate to abuse my teachings.

"Second, none of my students will be allowed to teach anyone else until I deem them fully trained and capable of carefully selecting their own students as I will.

"Third, all lessons will take place here, every day from morning to evening with only a few breaks. To help in the commute, I will build two more Rings … I recommend you place them in secure areas and guard them well, because I will make sure to have tight security around the Rings here on Earth, which means if any unauthorised person tries to get through, they will be halted by security … and all travel will be carefully recorded, so no one will be able to come and go as they please."

"Thank you, Koki-san," Stryyp interrupted before his female companion could speak. He added a bow and the polite Japanese suffix for emphasis. "When you left earlier, you seemed to oppose the idea of training our warriors, may I ask what changed your mind?"

"I need the training," Ranma stated seriously. "I've just gotten a baby girl, and in order to best train her to face the countless dangers out there, I need to learn how to teach without doing to her what my father did to me."


Author's Notes; I know, the beginning feels rushed, but I couldn't really think of anything to put there to explain how the last chapter ended, so I had to improvise a little. And most of the chapter is … well … mushy. I couldn't help it … sorry … I also know I'm speeding up the Britanny punishment by about five issues, and her pregnancy by about nine issues, but I just thought it would fit in with the theme of the chapter. Britanny's pregnancy has nothing to do with Ranma, just to get that clear … she is devoted to her husband, even if she enjoys a little "Eye-Candy" now and again. Besides, Britanny is an expert at spending money, so the scenario of her having done so with her mother's credit card isn't that unlikely … let's just choke it up to one of the changes taking place in the GD reality since the appearance of Ranma … Stryyp is sure in for a surprise when he gets back … hehehehe …

Sorry about the shortness of the chapter, but for some reason, my muse seemed reluctant to feed me inspiration …

Credits; Thanks to DJ Rodriguez for giving me the idea of having the egg hatch in the middle of the meeting, and having Ranma run out without further explanation, that really helped with this chapter.