The Changing of Isis

by Dani Yanega

Ranma has a higher purpose then to be a slave to Genma. But because of Genma he has to do it as a female but she has lots of help.

2. Chapter 2

Ranma 1/2- Oh Mighty Isis

The Changing of Isis

Crossover Alternate

By: Dani Yanega

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I do not own many of the Characters in this story though some are mine all the KNOWN characters belong to those who originally created them. Thxs.

Please also NOTE I write Alternate Universe (AU) stories whether they are crossover or not. The AU applies to ALL characters. Thus this will make them OOC to the original Story and I like it that way. So if you plan to comment that Akane is not like that sorry I write her like I like to. This goes for all the characters it makes the story more fun for me to write that way. Got to have some antagonist and some friends :D)

Chapter One

The young man fell from the sky like a meteor. As he broke through the fog, he watched as the springs came closer. When he was about to splash into the icy depth of a spring, he reached; out grasping the top of the bamboo pole in the spring's center. The pole bowed down toward the spring, the young man bent his legs at the waist causing a counter to the bow and forced the pole back in the opposite direction. Then using the skills, his father honed in him for over thirteen years he let go of the pole before it could bow the other direction, and flipped into the air then landed lightly on the tip of the still wobbling pole. His skill evident as he kept his balance as the pole slowly settled back into its original position. He turned and faced the cliff. His father was chuckling at him from his perch high above the valley. The young man's eyes narrowed with anger.

"HEY POP WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA!" The young man screamed shaking his fist at his smirking father.

The young man felt his resentment and anger build but he controlled it he would not let his father goad him. As he struggled with his anger, he never saw as his father took out a booklet and began reading it then stare at the valley. He did not see as his father scowled then looked at the booklet again. He then tapped the page he was looking at. He looked again and then tapped another spot on the page. He looked one more time and smiled evilly as he tapped one last spott that was near where his son was on the bamboo pole.

The young man knew what his father's next comment was going to be. He had heard it all his life and three years ago, it would have made him react but after the visit to that last training ground, his outlook on life had changed. He smirked, as he was successful in making his father believe it was a waste of three years. His smile got bigger as his father never noticed each time he complained about the last training ground he either turned from him or hid his face. He never could lie convincingly so he learned how to maneuver himself so his old man never saw his face. Only he and the ancient grandmaster hidden there knew the truth. His control over his ki and chi was now complete. He had come away from that training ground a master of both his ki and chi. He now just had to practice to become a grandmaster. To the young man the most important thing he came away with was not the martial arts training but a new outlook on life and a new destiny one of his own choosing. The young man had already decided to leave his father after the training with the old master, but decided to visit this one last training ground in the hopes another ancient master might be hidden here as well.

"HEY POP ARE YOU GONNA JOIN ME OR ARE YOU A LITTLE GIRL AND HAVE TO WALK DOWN THE PATH! OH WAIT I SEE NOW YOU WANT TO PLAY AND COLOR IN YOUR LITTLE PICTURE BOOK!" The young man decided to beat him to the punch he then spotted the little book and added the last part.

The young man watched as his father began to fume. A cocky smirk appeared on his face as he watched his father's thoughts play out across his face. He moved slightly almost imperceptibly except to the train eye but since his father's rage and his distance from his son caused him to miss his son's preparations for him. The boy smirked as he watched, as his father grew angrier. Boy was his father in for a surprise.

"HEY POP YOUR GETTING SLOW AND USELESS IN YOUR OLD AGE! ARE YOU GOING TO DO SOMETHING BEFORE I DIE OF OLD AGE!" The boy continued to taunt his father.

"AAAARRRRGGGG! DIE RANMA!" The man jumped from the cliff and soared toward his impudent son.

"YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT INSULT BOY!" The man shouted a second time, as he flipped in mid air leaving his right foot extended toward his son.

"I HEARD IT BEFORE OLD MAN!" Ranma stood there calmly as he waited for his father to reach him.

"OH NO MISTER CUSTOMERS! MISTER CUSTOMER MUST NOT FIGHT OVER SPRINGS!" The young man turned at the voice as his father shot passed him.

The man clipped his son as he flew passed knocking the boy off his perch and into the spring. The man was unable to stop himself and splashed down into another spring. The only dry human left came running up to the spring Genma Saotome had fallen in. The man was slightly overweight and wore a green Mao uniform. He shook his head as he watched the bubbles escape from below the surface. The older customer was the first to break the water soon followed by the younger customer.

"Oh so sorry sirs, you fall in 'Spring of Drowned Giant Panda' tragic story, giant panda drown two thousand years ago. Now take shape giant panda when splash cold water." The panda crawled out of the spring and looked down at himself.

The guide poured some hot water over his form and he returned to his old pompous self. Genma watched as the fur disappeared and his paws were replaced with his hands. A sigh of relief escaped him. A shout then drew his attention to another spring. He spotted a red head bobbing on the surface as it moved to the edge of the spring then crawled out.

"POP I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" The young voluptuous girl standing before them screamed; she had pulled open her gi.

She stood just over five feet five inches and had long fire engine red hair tied in a loose pigtail that seemed to be coming undone as they watched her. The young girl was breathing heavily which was causing strange things to occur with her exposed chest. The girl followed the stares from the guide and her father and saw their attention focusing not on her face but lower down. She looked down at her bare breast; quickly closing her gi, she glared back at the drooling men.

"YOU BAKA PERVERTS!" She lashed out with a slap at the guide's face; he fell to the ground just missing a spring.

The young girl then kicked out at her father but he was drawn from his lustful stupor when his child struck the guide first. He grabbed her foot and then with a spinning motion twirled her around releasing her toward the cliff. The girl crashed into the cliff leaving a depression eight inches deep of her body. She then fell forward and crashed to _solid_ ground. The guide stood and watched as the young redheaded girl disappeared in the splash of a spring that was not there a moment ago. The guide's eyes widen and a sweat drop began to form on his brow. Genma beside him crossed his arms and smirked at his child's ill luck.

"BE A MAN, BOY ONE MUST MAKE SACRIFICES FOR THE ART!" The old man huffed as he followed the guide toward the pool.

When the men reached the pool, they stared down into the murky water to find no girl or boy. The guide stared confused as the pool before them had begun to glow a soft golden white. Only the guide had seen the blood in the bubbling pool. He looked up and saw a stain of blood at the head of the impression made by the man beside him. They watched, as the glow steadily grew brighter. Genma tried to reach into the pool to pull his wayward child from the pool. His reward was a golden-white bolt of electricity shooting out and striking his hand.

"RANMA!" The cursed martial artist called out as he collapsed next to the pool.

The two men watched in horror as the golden-white glow continued to brighten until it was as bright as the sun. They then watched as the glow reached its apex, causing them to cover their eyes from the brightness. Then it slowly began to fade. They watched, as the glow slowly sunk below the surface of the water until it was finally gone. It was then that the redheaded girl floated to the surface. Genma started to lunge toward the pool to save his son when the guide stopped him. The guide pulled out a small telescoping rod, which he elongated. At the end was a small hook. He deftly used it to catch the unconscious form of the girl. He had hooked Ranma's backpack that was still loosely attached to her. The guide dragged her to the edge and helped Genma pull her free from the pool. Genma quickly pulled the backpack from his unconscious child and turned her over. They both breathed a sigh of relief and surprise as the girl though unconscious was still breathing and did not seem harmed in anyway. Genma grabbed the kettle with the remaining hot water and poured it over his son. Only to drop the kettle in horror as the body before him remained a petite buxom redhead.

The guide barely registered Genma as he stared down at his hand. He had used it to turn the girl's head from side to side looking for any injuries though he saw none the blood on side of the mountain and on his hand told him, there was a wound under her red hair. He frowned as the pity crossed his face. He would have to take the girl to the Amazons to protect her from her father as he stared at the big man out of the corner of his eye. It was then that Genma lifted him up by his collar.

"WHAT HAPPEN TO MY SON!? WHY WON'T HE CHANGE BACK!?" Genma shouted grabbing the guide by the collar and lifting him off the ground.

"I no...no kno...know! No...Not know spri...spring her...here!" The guide tried to pry the angry man's hand from his throat.

"I tak..take to Ama...Amazons, t...the...ack!" He was cut off as Genma threw him against the cliff wall.

"You better hope they can help him!" He growled as he scooped up his unconscious child as he picked up his son's discarded backpack.

The two men walked away from the springs Genma carrying his child over one shoulder, while carrying both backpacks draped over the other. The guide nervously led the way through the valley toward the Amazon village. Neither of the men noticed the small rocks tumbling down the side of the cliff. Nor had they heard the splash of a body hitting the spring just vacated by Ranma.

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The journey to the Amazon Village was short but not short enough to prevent a small quick shower of rain to turn Genma into a panda. Both men started to sweat when Ranma started talking in her unconscious state. The two men looked fearfully at her, as the language she spoke was unknown to them. In fact, the language was unspoken in this world for over five millennia. The two men quickened their pace toward the rural Amazon village. Both so full of worry and fear that they failed to hear the snapping of a twig behind them or the rustling of a branch.

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The female form of Ranma hovered in an upright position. She floated silently in the center of Jusenkyo her head bowed against her chest her eyes shut and her breathing shallow. She shivered slightly as she opened her eyes looking down at a chest she would have drooled over if it were not for the fact that it was now hers. She slowly raised her head and looked around at her surroundings. She saw herself floating ten feet over the bane of her existence. As if on some instinctive level, she knew she would never be male again. She could not see her father or the man in green. There was just the quiet fog that covered the valley of springs. She slowly spun to take in the massive valley, which had hidden a terrible secret. She saw hundreds if not thousands of springs littering the floor of the valley. If it were not for the truth behind the valley, Ranma thought it would be beautiful.

"And yet the curse is not its true secret." Ranma started in shock then spun to face the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

"Wh..Who are you?" The martial artist asked quietly.

The woman hovered some thirty feet away, kept aloft by a pair of wings with a span of more then thirty feet. They were black with white stripes at the tips. She was tall from what Ranma could tell she was six feet at least maybe an inch or two more. Her hair was straight and long it reached to her mid thigh and was as black as onyx. Her eyes were just as black as her hair. Her skin was a dark honey brown and sported no blemishes that Ranma could see. She wore a long white gown with gold buttons connecting the straps together over each shoulder. There were pieces of cloth hanging down loosely as if the sleeves were not completed. Around her waist were wrapped two gold belts that crisscrossed her waist hanging loose but not too loosely. On her wrists were gold bracers with inlays of turquoise, garnet, topaz, and mother of pearl. They matched the three-inch wide upper armbands. On her feet were gold sandals and as a slight breeze billowed around them, Ranma was drawn to her shapely legs as an errant breeze showed Ranma the dress had slits on either side up to her waist.

Ranma followed her body up to her face. She saw a round face with high cheekbones and soft gentle features. Her eyes were painted heavily but for some reason on her, it looked appropriate. A thick black line that drew to an elongated point at the outer edges of her eyes also outlined her eyes. Ranma then caught a glint out of the corner of her eyes. She looked up and saw the woman was wearing some kind of crown. The crown was a large disk four inches in diameter. Around the outer edge was a thick 'U' about one inch thick. It tapered at the top into the shape of a bull's horns with the points facing outward away from the disk. The disk drew Ranma's attention, as the color was hard to pin down as it shifted from bright yellow to dark purple. It was not flashes of color but slow subtle shifting like rolling fog.

"I am Isis the Mother of all Creation." Ranma snapped to the woman's face when she spoke in soft gentle tones.

"Huh?" Ranma gave as her response; the woman smirked and shook her head.

"I see your father was negligent in educating you on anything other than martial arts. Well never mind my followers will take care of that." She waved her hand as a desert filled with several pyramids, and a large low building replaced the valley.

"Hey where did Jusenkyo go?" Ranma asked spinning around in confusion.

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Genma and the guide entered the Amazon village, Genma's cursed form still wet from the earlier rain. The man turned panda followed the guide to the center of the village toward the roar of a crowd. They entered the village proper and saw two women facing off against each other. One was a beautiful young woman about nineteen with long light purple hair. Genma snorted at the fact she was using weapons. She was wielding two smooth maces. The other woman was actually a girl of about fourteen with long salmon colored hair. Genma shook his head as he saw her using a six-foot staff with two, one-foot double-edged blades on each end.

Genma watched the fight for a few moments then noticed as the guide approached a mummy on a stick. He shifted nervously when the woman glared at him then looked at the girl over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow, which changed to a scowl when the guide continued to speak. The cheering of the spectators drew Genma's attention again as he saw the purple hair girl wiping away a stream of blood from a gash on her cheek. He gulped at the look of maniacal glee in her eyes showed she had entered the lust of battle.

Suddenly his eyes widened as a familiar scent assaulted his nostrils. The panda looked around frantically and spotted his attacker. Not more than thirty feet from him sat a banquet table loaded down with so much food Genma was sure it was sagging under the weight. His mouth started to salivate and his stomach finally happy it got through to him that it wanted food, growled loudly. Genma-panda forgetting why they were there threw his child over his shoulder toward the village well and tossed the two heavy backpacks he was carrying after his child.

The elder and the guide wince when they heard the cracking of the girl's head against the stone of the well. The elder's eyes narrowed as she watched a trail of blood as the girl slid down the well to the ground. She began to glow as she saw the two backpacks land on the girl's stomach, which caused a painful grunt to escape from her. The elder then turned to the shouts of her tribal women and men in time to see the panda gorging himself on the winner's banquet. The elder looked toward the arena in time to watch her granddaughter as she defeated Salad she also saw her granddaughters eyes as they narrowed in anger.

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"We young warrior are at the 'Temple of Isis', my home!" The woman told a shocked Ranma as they floated toward the pyramids.

Ranma's eyes went wide in shock as she stared at the sheer magnitude of the buildings that stood below her. She marveled as they floated over the towering structures. She saw a large columned building made of white quartz. On top of the building was a replica of the ornament of the woman's crown. The building was as large as two football fields both side-to-side and front to back. In front of the temple going to the base of the stairs, leading up to the temple was a rectangular pool as big as three Olympic swimming pools. Floating freely in the water were white water lilies. As Ranma stared in awe, a bright flash from under the pool nearly blinded her. She tried to focus on the pool but could not make out what caused the flash of light.

They landed on the bottom step and Ranma followed the woman as they slowly climbed the steps to enter the 'Temple of Isis'. Ranma suddenly fell to her knees a cry of pain escaping her. The woman turned to see Ranma on her knees her hands on either side of her head. She came forward and touched Ranma's head only to pull it back covered in blood. Her face contorted into a scowl that did not detract from her beauty. Her eyes glowed with a pure white light as her scowl deepened.

"Stupid mortal is still harming her!" Isis muttered to herself, she then reached down and picked up the still moaning Ranma.

Isis carried Ranma into the temple and toward a large dais on the far end of the large gymnasium sized room. The throne was centered on the far wall. She laid the girl down on a pile of pillows to the right of a large chair. She then sat on the throne next to Ranma. Her eyes glowing pure white again. The glow began to emanate around Ranma as well.

"The only thing that saves the fool is he is her father but I will not tolerate much more." Isis said to no one in particular.

The curtains to either side of her throne fluttered as if there were someone standing behind each one. When the glow disappeared from her eyes, she looked to Ranma and saw the girl sleeping peacefully. A warm smile crossed her lips as she rose and placed a cover over Ranma's sleeping form.

"Sleep for a while my warrior we will talk when you awaken." Everything faded from around Ranma into blackness.

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Genma-panda devoured the food before him. In less than three seconds, a twenty-five pound wild turkey was gone. A large ham followed soon after. A bowl of venison stew began evaporating quickly when a chúi crashed into the panda's wrist. The panda roared in pain but did not drop the thing most important to him, food. He turned and glared at his attacker only to see the purple haired girl glaring back, her body encased in a dark purple red color. He then noticed the others around her all carrying very sharp objects.

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As the Amazons slowly surrounded the table and gluttonous panda, no one save the elder and the guide noticed the body of the fallen girl had begun to glow white. Cologne pogoed over to the girl followed closely by the guide. They watched in awe as the damage that was done by the careless panda was suddenly healed. Cologne opened her senses to the magic before her. Her eyes first widened with shock then a smile crossed her face that soon turned into a worried frown.

"=Thank you Tang I will take care of her from here. You may return to the springs and your duties=." The guide nodded, happy to be able to leave.

"=Yes Elder Cologne, oh one more thing when I pulled her from the second spring there was an opened wound under her hair. I got her blood on my hand=." He told the elder raising the now clean hand in question.

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Genma watched as the women surrounded him ready to attack. Genma-panda gulped and in the process drained the rest of the stew. Then with a jump no one thought a panda could make he leaped thirty feet into the air flipping over the crowd. He landed in a dead run and headed back toward the village gate. He decided he would sneak back in for Ranma and their backpacks later. Right now, his hide was more important to him then his _son_ especially with a wild mob of angry warriors behind him.

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"=MOUSSE! COME HERE=!" The elder called, to a young man with long black hair and thick glasses.

He stopped from the chase and turned to look at her. Well he tried to look at her. His eyes squinted as he tried to focus on the elder and a red and grayish white blob next to her. He walked over to her and glared down at her. He stopped in front of her and glared at her, as he towered over her diminutive form.

"=What do you want _Elder Cologne_! I must help my beloved Shampoo destroy the filthy beast=!" The elder glared back at the boy and with hands as fast as lighting whacked him on his head with her staff.

"=That filthy beast is this girl's father, though he is not much of one if he can split her head open for a table full of food=." The boy stared down at the girl his eyes finally focusing on the 3 inch wide stripe of blood on the wall of the well.

He knelt down and placed two fingers on the artery in her neck. He sighed slightly as he felt a faint pulse. He then gently lifted her limp body. Cologne had gotten another male to carry the backpacks to her home. She led the procession toward her house. She had Mousse lay the girl in the spare room then sent him for the village healer. The other male left the backpacks next to her rocker by the hearth. While she waited for the healer, she began to go through the packs.

She paused when she came across a picture of two men standing outside an old temple she was not surprised that the young man looked like a masculine version of the redhead in her guest room. She pocketed the picture to show the villagers whom to watch for, as far as the older man. She leaned back in her chair for a, moment thinking on what the guide had told her, a sad smile on her face. He was not the guide of Jusenkyo when they fought Seth. That guide had been the first to fall to his minions. She shivered as she realized this did not bode well for the valley or the world if Isis was to be brought back.

A knock drew her attention to the door and away from her musings. She rose to find the village healer and Mousse at the door. Her eyebrow arched at the fact that after he retrieved the healer the boy did not go off and make a nuisance of himself with Shampoo. She did not however want him under foot here either.

"=Come in she is in that room Mulon=." She told the healer as she pointed toward her guest room.

"=I will join you in a moment. Mousse I have a mission for you=." The blind boy looked at his elder then back to where the healer had disappeared.

"=I found this photo of what the panda looks like in his human form. I want you to take it to the hunting party and tell them they are looking for a Jusenkyo victim=." Mousse took the picture, pulling his glasses over his eyes he focused on the older man then noticed the younger man next to him.

"=What about the boy next to him=?" Mousse asked almost realizing the answer before he asked it.

"=He is dead=." Was all the elder told him, he nodded and turned to leave, giving the direction of the guest room one last look over his shoulder.

"I will be back shortly=." He told her as he walked out the door before she could tell him to stay with the hunting party he was gone.

She shook her head in amazement as she turned toward the guest room. She reached the room in time to see Mulon gently lower the girl back onto the bed. Mulon stood and faced her elder with a quizzical look. Cologne moved toward the bed a small sad smile on her face. Mulon raised an eyebrow but said nothing and asked her friend her question.

"=This girl has no damage though I found blood in her hair. Why was I summoned=." She stared at the diminutive elder in front of her as she showed her hand to Cologne.

"=She was healed by outside magic the same magic that fought with us fifty years ago. I want to know why she did not regain consciousness when the healing was completed=." Cologne told her old friend a small smirk as the woman's aqua eyes widened.

Mulon stood at a statuesque six feet two inches, and like all Amazon females, elders excluded, was very beautiful and very shapely. Her hair was straight and down to her knees. It was the same aqua color as her eyes with streaks of white going through it. Her features were soft but chiseled and strong. She looked down at her patient then reached out her hand to the girl's forehead. Mulon's hand began to glow a soft bluish-white as the Amazon closed her eyes to concentrate.

Cologne waited patiently for her friend to finish the more in-depth examination. Her eyes traveled over her childhood friend's body. She could not believe how she still had to fight down the jealousy that her friend still had her youthful appearance even though they were both well over three hundred years old. She would have given her beauty again even her life if it was needed in stopping Seth but the memories of what once was; were sometimes overwhelming. She knew these feelings plagued the other elders that were affected during the casting circle but they only talked about that among themselves.

"=BY THE GODDESS=!" Cologne was drawn from her self-destructive musing by her friends cry.

"=What is it Mulon=?" The elder asked with worried eyes.

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Mousse ran quickly through the forest his senses stretched out around him to find the hunting party. As part of his mind searched for the other Amazons, another part was trying to analyze why he seemed to care about the red haired girl. After all, her father had stolen his beloved's winner's feast. He looked down at his fingertips remembering the soft feel of her skin as he checked her pulse. Then he stretched his arms out slightly as if he was still holding her, his mind marveling at how light she was. The young male warrior stopped as his search had ended and he saw the hunting party not far in front of him. He slowly closed the distance being careful not to alert the prey of their presence.

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"=Hey Shampoo! We got unwanted company=!" A raspberry colored hair Amazon whispered to their leader.

Shampoo stopped then turned. She lowered her head in disgust as she saw Mousse enter the circle of warriors. She put a deep scowl on her face and raised her head to glare at the almost blind boy. The scowl faded when she saw that he was wearing his glasses he never did that, well not around her anyway. She also noticed his intense concentration as if his mind was not really, here. For some reason Shampoo could not understand; she found this bothered her.

"=What do you want Mousse=!" She hissed quietly through clenched teeth.

"=Elder Cologne sent me with a message=." He whispered back as he looked around them as if trying to sense their prey.

"=WELL! What is it, we have a hunt to finish and a panda skin rug to find=." Shampoo almost screamed but caught herself at the last moment.

"=I am sure he deserves that fate, but you aren't looking for a panda=." Before Shampoo could argue with him, Mousse drew out the photo to hand it to his beloved, the other Amazons gathering around her to look as well.

"=He is a Jusenkyo victim=." The group of women warriors looked up at the blind boy with surprise.

"=The panda is the older man=." Mousse continued as he reached for the picture, Shampoo pulled it back from him.

"=Who is the boy=?" She asked a lustful look on her face as she stared at the very handsome face in the photo.

"=Elder Cologne said he is _dead_=!" He told them as he snatched the photo from her numb fingers.

"=Dead=?" A copper haired girl asked with disappointment.

"=Yes and probably caused by his father who you are hunting=!" Mousse told them softly as he turned to leave.

"=Hey, Mousse aren't you going to help your beloved Shampoo=?" A green haired girl smirked out as she stared defiantly at Shampoo.

"=No, the young girl that panda nearly killed needs help back at the village. When you return report to Cologne of your success=." With that, the young male Amazon turned and left them standing there with their mouths hung open.

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"=What is it Mulon=?" Cologne asked her face full of worry.

"=I a...am not quite sure elder...it is almost as if there are three souls within her and they are merging=!" Mulon stepped away from the young girl fear evident on her face.

Cologne stepped forward and like Mulon had done, touched the forehead of the girl with a wrinkled glowing hand. She paused as just before her hand touched Ranma's forehead almost as if she did not want to know what was going on. Then her Amazon training kicked in and she shook her head in disgust. She lowered her hand to the boy turned girl and felt what Mulon had. Her eyes opened wide but unlike Mulon, Cologne continued to monitor what was happening, she concluded Mulon was correct the girl housed three distinct souls and they were slowly merging into one. She figured about a week maybe two for the process to complete. Without relinquishing her link to Ranma Cologne spoke slowly and with great effort.

"=Go...get the...council! Bring...them h...here at once=!" Cologne told her friend.

"=Not until you break the link if I leave you still connected you could die=!" Mulon told her old friend with a tone that told the elder she would brook no argument.

Cologne nodded and slowly withdrew her hand from the unconscious form. When she severed the connection, she collapsed into the waiting arms of her best friend. Mulon picked up her friend and carried her back into the sitting room. She placed her into her favorite chair by the hearth. She gathered a quilt and covered the ancient looking woman then made sure the backpacks of the strangers where close to where she was sitting hoping that going through them would keep the elder occupied until she returned. She threw two more logs on the burning embers in the hearth and stoked them until the new wood caught fire. She then smiled at her friend and left the elder's home to gather the council.

"=Now you stay here and that is an order=!" Mulon scolded shaking a finger at her friend.

"=Yes _MOTHER_=!" Cologne said knowing that Mulon was the only person she would let do that and live.

Cologne then watched as her friend left to gather the council of elders. She was tempted to get up and link again with the young redhead but as she made, the attempt she nearly fell when the dizziness and nausea struck. She decided instead to continue her search through the backpacks. What she found did not make her happy. She began to glow an angry red. However, normally she and the other elders would not show such weakness as to allow their auras into the visible realm. She however did not care after reading what she had found. She had picked up Genma's backpack first. She had gone through the papers first. Her eyes roamed over the marriage pledge, it still reeked of alcohol even after all these years. The next was the handprint of a child next to the signature of Genma Saotome. She figured was the young girl's father. As she read the document, she found out that Ranma was the girl's name. As she continued reading, her angry red aura darkened to an enraged black aura.

[HOW COULD A MOTHER DO THIS!? ALL CHILDREN ARE TO BE CHERISHED!] Cologne quickly put the paper away into her pocket the council would have to rectify this quickly.

In her haste to pocket the contract, she dropped a small booklet. When she bent down and retrieve it her eyes widened as she read the title 'Dangerous and Forbidden Martial Art Techniques'. She scowled as she picked up the book and began to read. Underneath the darkening aura, Cologne paled as she noticed every page was checked off as if completed. To the elders and Mulon as they entered she looked like a shining spirit in a blacken room.

"=Cologne! What is wrong=!" Mulon asked as she rushed to her friend's side.

Cologne looked up at the council and her friend and turned the book toward them. They all read the title with wide shocked eyes. Cologne watched as the shock wore off and their eyes began to narrow to tiny angry slits followed by an explosion of black auras.

"=That panda *CHOKE* that our warriors are chasing is a victim of Jusenkyo, as is the girl now in my guest room. She however is no longer *CHOKE* that fools son since she had fallen first into the 'Spring of Drowned Girl', then was thrown by her father into the spring created fifty years ago. She fell into the pool with an open wound=!" Cologne told them her voice cracking with the anger building up in her.

"=How do you know this=!" An elder as small and ghoulish as Cologne, the only difference was she wore blue robes had asked her.

"=Tang told me when he brought them here. Evidently the panda was training his _son_ in the family art so he could fulfill a drunken pledged made to join the two schools for which they were trained in=." Cologne held up the bar napkin so she would not be asked how she knew the contract was made in drunkenness.

"=Why were we brought here=!" Another equally small Amazon asked her anger barely contained as her red robes flapped in the breeze caused by the auras.

"=Mulon told you what was happening did she not=?" Cologne asked, they all nodded.

"=Then I will tell you what I found on my more in-depth examination. Mulon please get the council some chairs=." Mulon nodded and left the room.

She came back with eleven wooden chairs stacked together. She sat the handmade furniture out for the council then excused herself to go sit with her patient. She promised to call if anything happened. Once the elders heard the guest room door shut Cologne began.

"=First that young boy will be dead in a matter of one maybe two weeks=." The gasps of the council in front of her surprised her a little though she did not show it.

"=His soul is merging with the soul of the Warrior Isis and another, but I am not sure where the third soul is coming from, but it is an old soul. It is even older then the Amazons themselves. When Isis died in that spring the other soul should have left to go on to its final rest=." Cologne spoke in soft tones as the others nodded their agreement.

"=Maybe the soul felt the evil of that monster of Seth and decided to stay and help the new Isis Warrior=?" An elder wearing purple robes, of all the elders hers was the only robes that had magical runes sewn on it suggested with a contemplative expression.

"=It is possible Snow Pea and I am sure Ranma will be able to tell for sure when she wakes up=." Cologne nodded her assent at the elder.

"=How do you know her name=?" Snow Pea asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"=This is how=!" Cologne said anger over flowing from her as she dug out the contract and handed it to her fellow councilwoman.

Snow Pea read the document her eyes narrowing to very tiny slits as the elder next to her quickly pulled the paper from her before it could burst into flames from her aura. She read it quickly then passed it to the next elder in succession, as if they were dominoes their auras flared to life. Though the child was a male to start, he was still just a child and all children were precious gifts. This one though, was now in body and soon in spirit female, though not just any female but the new Isis chosen by destiny to replace the other warrior.

"=IS THIS FOR REAL=!" The elder in red screamed as she jumped up from her chair waving the paper in Cologne's face.

"=Yes I believe it is=." Cologne snapped while snatching the document from the elder and placing it in her pocket again.

"=Since Ranma Saotome will be dead by the time the young girl in there wakes, though still with his memories. To protect him from a mother and father that care so little I feel she should be made a child of the council. As the new Isis warrior she will need all of us and we can help her through the changes that will undoubtedly be confusing to her=." All the elders looked at Cologne as if she just sprouted another head.

"=You want to make a _MALE_ a child of the council=?" The red robed elder growled.

"=Yes! She will no longer be a boy when she awakes the two other souls in her are female! She cannot change back to her true form and if the content of that contract is correct she is no longer 'A Man among Men'...!" Cologne was cut off by the comment from the red robed elder.

"Which means she dies=." The red robed elder's anger winked out as she lowered her head to think on her own statement.

"=And if she dies the world dies=!" The elder in red whispered as she continued then looked toward Cologne's guest room.

"=Yes, Rouge that is what I believe=." Rouge looked to her rival on the council unwilling to give in but knowing she would.

"=I need to know for sure Cologne I think all of us do=!" Cologne nodded she expected that demand.

Cologne slowly rose from the chair glad that her dizziness and nausea were gone. She led the group of elders to the room where Ranma laid. When they entered, they saw Mulon as she tended the young redhead. The healer looked up as they entered. Her face was filled with confusion. They all gathered around the bed Cologne stepping forward. She placed her hand on Mulon's arm and smiled at her.

"=They need to be sure old friend do not worry it will not harm your patient and we can prevent it from harming them=." Cologne smiled evilly at Rouge as she stated this.

"=You first Rouge=!" Cologne told the red robed elder.

Rouge gulped but she would not back down as she insisted on this. As Mulon and Cologne had done before she placed a glowing hand onto Ranma's forehead and concentrated. Her hand rested there for no longer then just a few moments before she pulled it away. She stepped back saying nothing or answering any questions. Cologne watched with sympathy as the next elder followed her example to sense what was going on inside Ranma. It was almost half an hour later, when the last of the elders had checked on Cologne's findings. When they turned to leave, they found a wet Mousse standing by the door of the room staring down at the young girl in the bed.

"=What are you doing here boy=!" Cologne asked a tinge of anger coming to her voice.

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Mousse made it back to the village his mind in turmoil. Why would he return to this new girl when he could be with his beloved? It had not made any sense to him. Yet he was drawn to her and he knew it was not a sexual thing, he had not seen her that way. He could not figure it out it was almost as if she was a baby sister that needed his protection. As he walked through the village snippets of conversation reached his ears. The talk centered around Cologne how they saw a black aura filling her house, how Mulon had summoned all the council elders. How the black aura got stronger and blacker. Fear gripped Mousse's heart, as he sped up his pace to the elder's home.

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Mousse quickly reached Cologne's home, he pounded on the door, but no answer came. He waited for a few moments but when no one came to let him in he slowly opened the door. He pulled his glasses down and looked into the room. He saw eleven chairs surrounding Cologne's by the hearth, and a discarded quilt. He slipped into the house and quietly walked down the hall to the guest room. When he arrived at the door, it was opened and he slipped inside. He stared wide-eyed at the site before him, as he watched each elder place a glowing hand onto the young redhead's forehead. He watched as the elders deflated from their prideful and arrogant stance. It was as if the girl had drained their auras from them. He focused as best he could on their expressions as they walked away from the bed it seemed as if they were happy, depressed, frightened, angry, and sad at the same time. He knew this did not bode well for the village and possibly the whole area. He jumped slightly when a gravelly voice broke through his musings.

"=What are you doing here boy=!" Mousse focused on the face in front of him and without missing a beat he replied to the elder.

"=I belong here=!" He said nothing more and walked passed the stunned Cologne toward the unconscious girl before him.

The twelve elders watched the blind boy as he walked over to the bed he took the chair opposite Mulon giving the healer a slight nod. They watched as he started to place his hands inside the voluminous sleeves as he normally did then paused and looked down at the little redhead. Their eyes widened as they watched him, as he reached out and took hold of the girl's hand in a protective and comforting manner. An elder in aqua robes smiled proudly at the young male warrior.

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The panda ran as silently as he could through the woods. He had not had time to get any hot water, which if he could he would use the Saotome Secret Techniques and escape. He had a hard time being stealthy in his cursed form and he cringed every time a twig broke under his increased weight. He thought about going back to the valley to get hot water but he knew that would be the first place they would go so he continued looking for a place to hide or a way to escape the area.

[When I get a hold of that traitorous boy, he won't be able to move for a month!] Genma-panda thought as he had decided that Ranma surely told the Amazons of his curse.

As Genma-panda came to the edge of the trees, they had ended at the base of a mountain range. He looked back over his shoulder, but could not see anything. He knew they were coming though when movement caught the corner of his eye. He turned and saw a large bush move, which revealed a small opening behind it. Genma-panda quickly ran to the bush and squeezed his massive bulk behind the shrub and into the opening. He got halfway in when his larger than normal behind decided the opening was not large enough. Genma's front paws grabbed for purchase in the dirt inside the cave. As he pushed with his back paws at the base of the bush.

He then felt as his butt slowly moved he pulled and pushed harder. When he finally made it into the small cave his butt popped through the opening, it popped like a Champaign cork causing him to crash into the wall on the other side of the opening. Genma stood up slowly and smacked his head on the very low ceiling. He looked around the cave and saw it was barely larger then a packing crate but it would have to do. He crawled to the opening, he checked to make sure the bush was still hiding the entrance and saw it was. He next smoothed out the soil and ground cover around the bush to hide his paw prints. He then settled down near the door and waited keeping an eye and ear out for his pursuers. While he waited, he cursed himself for throwing away their backpacks. He would have to wait until dark to find some water and wood to build a small fire so he could change back.

As Genma watched through the leaves of the bush, he also tried to listen for his pursuers. Soon boredom over came him and he curled up in a dark corner of the small cave and went to sleep. He never heard the Amazon hunting party as they walked past the concealed entrance to the cave. Nor had the Amazon's even given the large bush a second thought as they kept on what they thought the trail of a thieving panda-man.

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The council of elders reconvened back in Cologne's sitting room. All wore the same expression, of happiness mixed with sadness, anger, and fear. They were happy that the powerful warrior Isis was reborn they were also sad for the same reason; for her rebirth meant trouble not only for them but the entire world. Their anger was due, to the fact that the rebirth of Isis was given to a cursed _boy_ and not one of their warriors. The fear was for the same reason as the happiness and sadness Seth was back and this time they did not have the magic to block his re-entrance into their world. They took their seats; none wanted to be the first to speak. They all stared solemnly into the fire burning within the hearth. Their introspection was interrupted by the voice of Mulon calling from the guest room.

"=_Elders come, quickly_=!" Her voice filled with urgency yet she could be heard without shouting.

The council of elders followed Cologne toward the guest room. When they entered, their worried expressions turned to deep scowls. They turned to face the healer that summoned them to find nothing of great importance as the young warrior still slept. Mulon raised her hand to silence them as she placed the finger of her other hand to her lips in a shushing motion.

"=Wait=!" She whispered as she continued to stare down at her charge.

The elders jumped slightly when the soprano voice rang out into the room. They all stared at the unconscious girl their eyes wide with shock. It was because of the tongue in which she spoke, it was a language, they had heard fifty years previously. Before that, it had been gone from the languages of earth for some five thousand years or more. The girl spoke rapidly, as if she was speaking her native tongue. The elders were able to catch very little of what she said. Since the battle, all the tribes of Jusenkyo valley had tried to learn the ancient Egyptian tongue just in case they were needed. It however was hard going since all they had was written text and no actual teacher.

Cologne advanced to the bed she looked down at the girl with inquisitive eyes. The girl's face seemed to be at peace a feeling she believed was never in the girl before. She looked back at the elders their expressions showed the shock she felt. She took a deep breath and stood as tall as she could for two and a half feet.

"=This is the final proof. We must notify the Musk and the Phoenix. Jasmine you notify the Musk in an emissary party no more than three and Thorn you notify the Phoenix=." Cologne turned back toward Ranma worry on her face as the two elders left the room.

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Jasmine left first as with all elders her white hair pooled around her feet. As she jumped to her six-foot staff, she had pogo out the door quickly her hair and aqua robes flowing out behind her. Thorn stared at Cologne with narrowed eyes the scowl on her face showed she did not like being given orders from Cologne, but then her gaze fell on the small redhead and a shudder went through her. She followed Jasmine's example, jumped to the top of her staff, and left the room, her white robes fluttering slightly.

The rest of the elders took up vigil around Ranma trying to decipher what she was saying. They could only catch snippets of what was being said. They realized after about half an hour that Ranma was not dreaming but talking with someone; someone that kept her from feeling the pain of the merging souls.

"=Isis=!" An elder in blue robes whispered to no one in particular.

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"Greetings warrior; how are you feeling?" Isis asked as she looked down at the waking Ranma.

"Like, I am being torn apart. What is happening to me?" Ranma asked as she turned to face the beautiful Egyptian.

"I am sorry warrior I wanted this to be your choice but I am afraid your father took that choice from you when he first threw you in the 'Spring of Drowned Girl' then into the 'Spring of Drowned Elfin Sorceress and Isis Warrior'." Isis watched as what she said slowly seeped into Ranma's still befuddled brain.

"What do you mean, what is going on!" Ranma's anger was slowly rising as she stood up, her look of awe changed to anger.

"*SIGH* It is a long story please sit and I will tell you what happened fifty years ago and why you are being changed today." Ranma glared at the Egyptian Goddess but did as she bade her.

Isis then told Ranma of the battle fifty years ago. It was a story that both fascinated her and scared her. She hung spell bound at each word Isis uttered. Ranma looked down at her body as Isis talked of the death of the warrior Isis. Her hands clenched as Isis told her of the merging of the two souls in the spring, of the honor of the elf whose spirit refused to leave in order to make a stronger Isis when the time came. Ranma begun to tremble as Isis came to the end of her tale and the Goddess' last few sentences were what pushed the martial artist over the edge.

"You would not be stuck as a girl if you had only fallen into the combined spring. However, because your father first knocked you into the Drowned Girl spring then caused an opened a wound when he threw you into the mountain you are locked as a female the other two souls are merging with your own. When it is over you will be a young woman forever." Ranma screamed as she shot from the pillows and ran from the Temple of Isis.

Isis stared after the young warrior a sad frown on her face. She could understand what the child was going through but there was a danger coming to her world one that needed the Warrior Isis and her generals. One that could not be banished as it had been before. Isis rose from her throne and glided from her temple to follow the grief stricken warrior. As she left her temple, she felt an overpowering evil an evil she knew all to well. As fear gripped her heart she headed for the forbidden desert, she knew what had happen in her grief Ranma was susceptible to his pull she just hoped she would get there before it was too late.

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Ranma ran her eyes blurred by the flowing tears. She ran through the desert not knowing or caring which way she went. She ran as fast as she could until she finally stopped. She guessed she was miles from Isis' Temple. She knew it was not the Goddess' fault. She just needed to think. She needed to understand what was happening to her...no himself! Ranma looked around and found herself in the middle of a vast empty desert nothing around her for miles. She sat down and took up a lotus position. She decided in order to understand what was happening she would need to meditate. She snorted as she thought of her old man's view on doing that. 'A waste of time does nothing but make you weak like a girl!' Ranma shook her head knowing from experience he was wrong. As her last sensei, Shen Li had showed her. As she concentrated, her aura formed around her body. It was a bright white tinged with a sapphire blue. She searched deep within her trying to locate her center.

When she found it, she was confused and frightened. For it was not just her soul there any longer. Her center was in turmoil as two other life forces were slowly merging into her own. She watched fascinated as the two powerful auras blended with her own. She wondered who they were and why they were here forgetting Isis' tale for the moment. She watched as the souls blended more, suddenly she felt a twinge of discomfort but not that painful. She stared into the glowing mixture of ice blue, white, and golden yellow. She wanted to know more she wanted to touch her core.

Ranma moved closer, however she found her way was barred by the appearance of a tall handsome man. Who looked much like Isis in that his skin was honey brown, and his eyes were made up the same way as the Goddess' had been. His features were hard, chiseled, and somehow cruel, he was also handsome, his black eyes told of great power, but as he stared at Ranma the martial artist, felt fear and shuddered slightly. He was at least six feet five inches or possibly taller. His hair was just as black and straight as Isis' hair. However, his hair went to the small of his back. He wore it tied back by a leather thong. That started about halfway down his back. On his head he wore, gold circulate and where Isis wore white, he wore black. He wore a black loin skirt with a gold belt the loin cloth's edge trimmed in gold. On his shoulders sat a black cape that went to his ankles. He wore bracers on his wrists made of the same gemstones as Isis. He also wore the matching three-inch armbands; while around his neck hung an ankh of gold the chain going through the loop at its top.

"Greetings young warrior." Ranma stared at the man his deep soothing voice caressed her gently.

"Wh...Who are you?" The man gently floated toward the girl as she stared dumbfounded.

"I have come to help you, to give you information you need to make a proper decision." The man smiled down at her his eyes unreadable to the young fighter.

"I can hear you just fine from where you are!" Ranma took a step back as she felt it would be safer for her if this being were not so near her spiritual core.

Ranma stared into his black bottomless eyes and shivered as a numb piercing cold ran through her. She caught sight of movement behind the man and looked. She gasped as she saw her core as it begun to darken, her core started to emit a dark and foreboding power. Ranma tried to wake knowing she had to come out of her meditations or perish. To her horror, she could not. She thought quickly of how she could stop him. She had to stop him. She looked up at a slow movement and saw that the man was now mere inches from her. She scowled deeply at him then got into a fighting stance.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! You are no match for me _girl_! You will be mine and I will rule the world as I was always meant to." The man had ticked her off in treating her as her father had.

"We will see about that you pervert!" Ranma said as she bent low then pushed with ki-enhanced legs.

The man watched surprised as Ranma shot over his head some thirty feet. He watched in horror as she flipped several times then stretched out her body and aimed for her core feet first. His eyes bugged out as she slowly descended toward her vast power center. He had begun to run toward her an angry shout on his lips.

"NNNNOOOO!" He was too late her body disappeared into her spiritual core.

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Mousse looked down at the girl his face showed shock and fear. He had felt a shift in her spiritual alignment. It was not a large shift but he knew something had changed. Mulon had left the room to talk with the elders and he knew they could be no help here. He did not know how he knew he just did. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the girl and the shift in her power. He felt an oppressing evil within the girl. It made him want to vomit to be so close to it. He however, pushed on he knew he had to continue, if he was going to help her. He smiled slightly as he felt her fight this evil that was trying to invade her very soul. He felt her confusion then he remembered what his great grandmother had told him once.

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A young Mousse was training, an older woman stood off to the side watching him closely. The family resemblance was obvious. Though her eyesight was much, better then his. She was five feet eight inches tall and had long black purple hair that settled in around her ankles. Her eyes shimmered with ancient wisdom and pride for the young warrior before her. His eyes matched the gray depth of her eyes. The wisdom in the woman's eyes was not there yet in the boy's unfocused eyes. Her gray eyes were set in an oval face with high cheekbones, though it was soft and inviting to look upon, her face showed her strength to all who looked. However, she was still young looking and her body still shapely and firm though the ravages of time were just starting to show. Her black purple hair was streaked with silver and the wrinkles around her eyes were just starting to form. The woman watched as the young warrior went through his kata pointing out where he went wrong and how to correct it. The young Mousse loved his alone time with his great grandmother she never judged him or insulted him because of a _accident_ that took his sight. He would learn this art and make her proud of him and maybe Shampoo would love him again.

"=Now grandson it is time for meditation=." The woman called to her grandson.

"=AAAAWWWW, do I gotta grammy=?" Mousse shuffled his foot kicking a small pebble toward his grandmother.

"=Yes child it is an important part of your training. You must learn if you are to be a master of the 'Hidden Weapons Art'=." She told him with a stern face but twinkling eyes.

"=You are wasting valuable training on a male Marigold=." They turned to see the elder Marjoram.

"=What do you want Marjoram! What I teach my family is my business as is whom I teach=!" Marigold glared at the unwanted visitor.

"=Yes, yes I know the law Marigold it is just a shame to pick one so useless as him=." The elder turned to pogo off her black robes fluttering behind her.

"=Do not listen to what she says grandson I would not be teaching you if I did not believe you would not be able to learn this art=!" Marigold turned to her grandson and enveloped him in a big bear hug.

"=Now sit down boy and let's get this going=." Mousse sighed as he had hoped she had forgotten about the meditation, it was so boring.

"=Now grandson the one thing to remember is when in meditation your insight is opened to outside influences. You must be careful for evil can change your alignment during this time. You must always be aware of what is going on and fight to keep your soul your own=." The Amazon matriarch told her grandson as he stared at her with widened eyes.

"=How do I do that grammy=?" The little warrior asked now eager to learn.

"=Well there is a trick if you can do it and you must always believe you can, do you understand Msu=?" She asked using her private version of his name.

"=Ye...Yes I think so=?" He nodded then she went on.

"=If evil or any being starts to affect your spiritual core the only way to safely keep control of it is to go into it. You must, by any means possible get inside your spiritual core. Your presence there will strengthen it and allow you to keep control=." Marigold told him as he nodded he understood.

"=Now let's start shall we=." She went on, working with him.

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Mousse jumped as he felt the evil getting a stronger hold on the young girl. He had never had the need to test his great grandmother's advice until now. He just hoped he could get the girl before him, to understand. He concentrated on what his grandmother had told him and kept replaying it over in his mind praying all the while that grandmother Marigold was correct. A small smile lit Mousse's lips.

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Ranma did not like the man in front of her nor did she like the way he stared at her. She would watch, as her old man would stare at women like that. She hated it she felt he had betrayed her mother doing that. Ranma jumped slightly when she felt the man next to her. She looked up and his black eyes entrapped hers. She could not look away as his hand reached out and gently stroked her cheek. She cringed as he brought it down to her neck. She tried to move to do something but she could not think of what to do. She saw as her core grew darker and darker and she begun to be frightened.

"HAHAHAHA! Soon you will be mine and so shall the world." The man gloated.

Ranma struggled to pull free from his hold. She did not know what she would do when she did but she would worry about that when she could. Ranma all of sudden paused as a stray thought crossed her mind. It not only crossed it once but several times as if it were a mantra. It was as if someone was in her mind. The voice was masculine and pleasing to listen to, it sounded like a big brother trying to teach her something. 'If evil starts to turn your alignment, jump into your spiritual core to strengthen it from the desecration.' Ranma jerked, as this mantra not only told her what to do it gave her back her will power to do it. She crouched low and with her ki-enhanced legs did as the mantra bade. She heard the man's scream as her feet entered her life force.

"NNNNOOOO!" A cocky smile lit her face as she disappeared inside.

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Ranma stood inside her life force her spiritual core. It was hypnotic as she watched the two new souls as they mixed with hers. Her body tingled as the power surged over her, she frowned slightly as she felt the evil that was trying to take over her soul. She closed her eyes and began to concentrate, as she tried to push the evil from her. The sweat was pouring down her face as she fought to keep her soul hers. She felt the evil as it ebbed but then it would come back even stronger. Though, muffled she could hear the dark man outside her life force laughing as his control got stronger. Ranma's confidence in her skills had begun to wane and she knew if she lost hope she was lost as well.

"BWHAHAHAHAHA! When I have your power, I will use the avatar of Isis to destroy her and take over the world, as is my due. I will then use you to sate my pleasures!" Seth taunted at the weakening warrior.

"NO! I won't let you!" Ranma growled through clenched teeth.

"Do not fear new warrior of Isis we will help you!" A soft voice with a strange accent, the voice sounded like crystal bells in a gentle breeze.

"No we will help her help ourselves!" Came another female voice this one had an American accent.

"Who are you?" Ranma asked unable to look around for them.

"We are part of you now, though not completely. We are merged enough now we can help you push Seth from you." The American voice told her.

"You're the other two souls merging with mine!?" Ranma asked shocked, surprised, and a bit angry.

"We have no time for conversation; the evil is getting a stronger hold!" The bell voice spoke softly to the other two.

"She is right let's get this perverted creep out of me! We can talk when we're done!" Ranma growled low her eyes flashing red as she started pushing the evil a new.

"NNNNOOOO! SHE IS MINE!" The three women smiled at the anguished cry of Seth as they fought together.

The two women and one boy turned woman surged their strength of will into the life force that protected them. They could feel Seth as he tried to fight them. They would lose some but they would push back and take back what they had lost, plus much more.

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Seth fought hard he wanted the new Isis warrior he was not going to lose the power she would bring him. He smiled as the life force shook as Seth took to blasting it. He smiled as he felt himself winning. He watched as the beautiful white spiritual core of Ranma began to grow black. However, the smile soon faded as the power from within the life force exploded outward in a blast of pure white that had more than tripled in size and pushed him out of Ranma and from her spiritual core.

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"WE'RE LOSING!" Ranma shouted as she pushed harder against the increasing evil.

"WE MUST USE ALL OUR STRENGTH IN ONE CONCENTRATED EFFORT!" The American voice shouted back as she also pushed against the encroaching evil.

"AGREED, WE DO IT ON THREE! ONE...TWO...!" The bell voice responded.

"THREE!" The three souls in Ranma's spiritual core shouted.

All three of the voices rang out as they all surged their entire strength into one huge blast. They felt as their power increased. It was more than tripled of what it was. They continued to push even after they felt Seth had been pushed out; it was as if they needed to purify their whole body against his dark presence. When they finally stopped, all three collapsed into a heap their backs leaning against each other, to weak to move or talk. They breathed deeply as they sat feeling the strength of their life force as it had grown with their effort. It was not as large as when they banished Seth, but it had still increased over what it will be once the merging was completed.

"Who *pant, pant* are you!" Ranma requested with an anxious voice.

"We are you, now!" The bell voice said as she leaned into the other two.

"We were the spirits in the second pool you fell into, when I died in there fifty years ago. The spirit of an Elf sorceress was already there. The magic Isis bestowed upon me merged with her magic and fused our souls together, but...!" The American voice explained then paused.

"I _chose_ to stay, the power of your Goddess could not keep me if I did not wish it. I felt the evil of that bird man when he landed in my spring." The bell voice shuddered as she remembered the taint it had placed in her pool.

"I could not allow evil such as that to destroy any world. I knew if this evil won it would be only a matter of time before he moved onto my world. So when the evil killed her I stayed and merged with her to add my powers and strength to this battle." The bell voice was very soft and musical, Ranma felt herself hoping her voice would sound like that when the merging was complete.

"But I am a guy! What happens to me when you guys have merged with me completely?" Ranma shuddered at her previous thought and tried to assert _himself_!

"You will still have all your memories and skill but you will also have ours. Your personality will be a mix of all of ours." The bell voice told their host.

"I feel that the two of us were a little on the tomboyish side so with your masculine tendencies I think we will be quite the tomboy. We will however be female with all the feelings, wants, and needs thereof. I am sorry Ranma!" The American voice told the martial artist with a sad tone.

"WHY? WHY ME, WHY NOT A WOMAN ALREADY!?" Ranma screamed as she tried to stand but was still to weak from her fight with Seth.

"It was your destiny, Ranma. I don't think it was planned for you to have fallen into the 'Spring of Drowned Girl' first. However, you did and with the blood wound you sustained it allowed us the chance to merge with your soul making us stronger. I don't think that was part of the plan either." The American continued.

"Ranma?" The American asked trying to get their host to listen.

"_WHAT_!" She was angry she was never asked and she hated being forced into this.

"We are sorry for this, but you felt his evil didn't you? Well DIDN'T YOU!" The angry question from the American rang in the core.

"Yeah I felt it!" Ranma begrudgingly admitted.

"As a martial artist you feel it is your duty to protect the innocents. How many of those innocents would perish if that evil was to gain a foothold on this world." The bell voice interjected into the conversation.

"HEY YOU'RE READING MY MIND!" Ranma shouted at the other two.

"We cannot help it child as we merge your life becomes ours as our life becomes yours." The bell voice responded.

"Ok, I get it. To answer your question unlike my old man, yeah it is important to me to protect those that can't protect themselves. But you had no right to do this; #I had a right to choose on my own#." Ranma whispered the last part with great sadness.

"Yes you did warrior and I ask you now, though the merging cannot be stopped. Do you wish to be my New Isis Warrior and lead my generals into battle against Seth the murderer of my husband and destroyer of innocents?" The young martial artist looked up to see Isis standing outside her spiritual core a confused look on her face.

"Just as Seth could not enter while you are in your core neither may I. The fight you had with him has increased your power and quickened the merging. Now answer my question child, all of you!" Isis looked behind Ranma at the spirits of the other two.

This time when Ranma looked behind herself, she saw the spirits of the original Isis warrior. She was beautiful, but as beautiful as the warrior was the sorceress was breath taking. Her exotic features made Ranma shiver. The spirit though colorless had a heart shaped face though thin. She was not curvy as Ranma, nor did she have the athletic build of the Isis Warrior. Ranma felt she was sensual without even trying. Her hair was long down past her thighs and slightly curly, her eyes where wide and almond shaped, yet even in death sparkled with mischief and serenity. Her features were delicate and pale like a porcelain doll. However, Ranma felt the power coming from her. She was tall almost six feet. However, it only added to her exotic beauty.

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Mousse watched, his hand holding the girl's, as she fought for her soul. Mousse wished his great grandmother was here to help but she was on an emissary mission to the Phoenix and Musk people to work out new trade agreements. He held the girl's hand tightly and willed his strength into her. He gasped as he turned his face from the girl as she burst into a blinding bright white light. The room glowed with the whiteness. Mousse could hear the elders as they came running down the hallway. However, they could do nothing but turn their heads, as the light was too bright for them as well.

"=WHAT IS GOING ON HERE=!" The voice of Rouge filled the room.

"=What is happening to my patient=!" Mulon asked as she groped her way to the bed.

"=She is fine now she won=!" Mousse told them as he stared down in pride at the girl.

"=That is not enough _BOY_=!" The growled reply of Rouge responded.

"=*GASP* Her merging is almost completed and her power levels have nearly more then tripled! WHAT HAPPENED=!" Mulon demanded she did not like anyone interfering with her patients.

"=Come Mousse, you will tell us what has happened=!" Cologne left no room for argument as she and the other elders left the room; Mulon pausing for only a moment to verify her patient was alright.

As the group started out they saw the reflection of blue, ice blue, and golden light behind them they turned in time to see the light as it faded from view. They looked at Mousse who shrugged as he stared at them. He then turned and headed out leaving the elders to look once more at Ranma as if waiting for any more surprises. When they were convinced, there was none they also followed Mousse to the front room.

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The group entered the sitting room each of the elders retook their seats. The two empty seats vacated by Thorn and Jasmine was taken by Mulon and Mousse. The females stared anxiously at the boy who stared down the hall toward the guest room worry on his face. Cologne using her staff bopped the blind boy on his head to get his attention. It aggravated her and the other women when all he did was rub the spot while still staring toward the guest room. Mulon tried to hide her smile at the elders' frustrations. As if suddenly he was satisfied, the guest was fine he turned his attention to the shocked and confused women before him.

"=When great grandmother Marigold was training me she taught me how to properly meditate. She also taught me that during meditation we are more susceptible to being taken over by other spirits be they evil, good or neutral=." Mousse ignored the impatient looks he received from some of the elders and continued.

"=She taught me how to fight off these attempts to change my alignment. While you were out here, an evil so foul entered her. I could feel it as it was slowly taking her over=." The room became deathly quiet as the elders stared in shocked horror.

"=WHY DID YOU NOT CALL US=!" Snow Pea screamed as she glared at the blind boy.

"=I did not have the time, she was losing! I concentrated on what my grandmother taught me and tried to force it into her to help her. Evidently it worked I felt as her consciousness entered her life force...=!" Mousse was cut off as a two and half foot woman was standing nose to nose with him, it was a comical sight as she was perched on his knees.

"=You did what=!?" Snow Pea growled her nose touching the blind boys.

"=That is the technique elder to fight off a possession by a spirit. I was able to communicate that to her and she heard me. However, it was not her alone; that fought off the evil. She wasn't strong enough=." Mousse said with a hung head.

"=But you said she was fine now, what changed=?" Mulon asked worry for her patient evident.

"=I am not sure exactly. I wish great grandmother was here to explain this=." The blind boy stated solemnly.

"=She is not so try, boy=!" Chiffon asked her blue robes shifting slightly.

"=*SIGH* I felt her power shift it became stronger but it wasn't her. I know I am not making any sense but that is what I felt. I have not learned enough in using my ki in this manner=." Mousse told the women before him.

"=You did fine boy, Marigold would be proud=!" Cologne told the Hidden Weapons master.

"=I think I know what happened=." The old woman continued.

"=The other two souls fought with her to push the evil from her, but I will need to verify that=." Cologne continued.

"=Well let's go! We must make sure the evil has been expunged from her=!" Chiffon said as she jumped up and headed toward the guest room.

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Ranma stared at the other two souls her eyes wide. They smiled back at her as she reached out slowly to touch them. The others also reached out and the three grasped hands. This caused a blast of bright light of white tinged with blue, ice blue, and gold to burst from them. They separated their faces blushing though it was hard to tell with the two spirits though but Ranma figured they were because they looked at each other with some embarrassment. She turned back toward the image of Isis as she still waited outside her life force. She wondered where she got the sunglasses from though.

"Is it safe to come out now Isis-sama?" Ranma was not taking any chances in case she needed to fight Seth again.

"Yes, your fight with Seth has increased the speed of your merging so our time is short and there is much you must know." The Goddess told her.

Ranma turned to say goodbye to the other two parts of her new spirit only to find them gone. She hung her head in sadness, turned back toward Isis ready to leave when she felt what felt like two sets of arms as they wrapped around her, and gave her a tight hug. Ranma looked down but saw no arms, but she felt them all the same. She then heard their voices ringing in her mind.

{"When the merging is complete you will have all of our knowledge and skill, though you will need to train with it for you will not have the expertise to use it right away."} The voice of the warrior Isis rang in her mind first.

{"There are many gifts that I bring which you will have no control over at first as they are...automatic. When you have finished with Isis and have awakened, meditate and enter your life force as you have now and you will be able to communicate with us. I will explain then, fair thee well new Warrior of Isis!"} The bell like tones of the elf bade goodbye.

"We...I haven't agreed yet to this!" Ranma realized only her decision was all that had to be given.

Ranma walked through the wall of her soul and faced the beautiful honey brown face of Isis before her. The Goddess held out her hand to the young girl a small sad smile on her lips. Ranma reached out and took her hand, as Isis' hand closed around her petite one the two vanished from within Ranma's inner mind back to her subconscious in a flash of golden light. The duo reappeared on the steps leading up to the temple of Isis. Ranma looked around then decided she did not want to enter the building. She moved away from the steps. She sat down on the edge of the wading pool and dangled her feet into the pool at the base of the stairs. Ranma noticed the bottom of the pool was littered with a thick layer of diamonds and rubies. She realized they were the flash she saw when she first arrived at Isis' temple. As she, placed her shoes next to her. Isis stared at her in confusion but decided to join her. Magically removing her shoes, she sat next to her new warrior and placed her feet in the water next to Ranma. She did not say anything at first as she was waiting for Ranma's answer, and she was not going to push the girl if she was not ready.

" If I except, what will happen?" Ranma asked her first question.

Isis knew she could force her to except by telling what would happen if she did not accept her destiny. Isis however wanted her to come willingly to her without manipulation as was done since she had been taken from her mother. Isis sighed heavily as she lowered her gaze to stare into the water. The sun shimmered in the ripples as their legs moved slightly. Isis watched the sun drenched ripples then raised her head to the sky and stared at the golden orb that was Ra-Atum.

"You will be given control over my powers from the previous warrior Isis. However, unlike her those powers will be available to you no matter which form you take. You will be able to summon your Isis form with just a thought instead of needing the amulet which was destroyed when she died." Isis looked back down at the water as a water lily brushed against her leg.

"You will have aid. I have summoned warriors on your world to you they will be your generals and will be aligned with an element of earth. They too will have to choose to join you for I will not force another to my service." She told the redhead sitting next to her, as she watched her from the corner of her eye.

"You _made_ Isis to fight for you?" Ranma asked as she tried to keep her anger in check.

"Yes and no. The magicians of the ruling queen made the amulet, many millennia ago. They created the amulet as a gift for Hatshepsut. It would allow her and her blood descendants control over the earth, sky, water, light, and darkness, unknown to the previous Isis, the void of space as well. The amulet had been designed to work for Hatshepsut's blood descendants, and me that was what she was. She decided freely to take up my powers and she used them to fight evil." Isis continued as a tear rolled down her honey brown cheek.

"I was proud of her and how she chose to use the gifts I bestowed on her. I never got the chance to tell her for in her death she became trapped in the Jusenkyo pool and could not cross over to me." As Isis' tears fell into the pool, they changed from tears to small diamonds and floated to the bottom of the pool to land near thousands of others the Goddess had cried.

"Seth is returning Ranma. His attempt to corrupt you was just a starting place for him. As my warrior, you will need to stop him as the Isis before you had, though I am afraid this time you cannot magically seal him away as she had done. He must be destroyed or if you can find a way, put him back into exile." Isis told the young fighter next to her.

"Why can't we just seal him away like before?" Ranma asked as she watched the shimmering tears float to the bottom of the pool.

"The magic of Jusenkyo was the catalyst for the spell the Amazon elders had used. In addition, they were nearly drained to their deaths in casting that spell. That is why they are so small and shriveled." Isis explained as she turned slightly to look at her guest.

"Will you be my warrior Ranma? However, do not do so for duty or for honor or because you are a martial artist. Will you do it _because_ it is _what_ you want to do!?" Isis asked knowing the reasons why Ranma would accept and to her they were not good enough.

Ranma bowed her head and stared into the shimmering pool. The sun danced off the ripples in the water and the diamond tears on the bottom sparkled hypnotically before her. She ran everything Isis had told her over in her mind. Over the last thirteen years, nothing had been her choice except the training under Shen Li-sensei. Now it was her choice to let the world die or to be its champion. It was her duty as a martial artist to do this but was it what she wanted to do. Ranma thought about her life to this point with her dishonorable father who only used honor when it suited him and when he wanted to trick Ranma into doing what he wanted. She scowled as she thought of his behavior over her life. She then looked to Isis and saw her staring at her in confusion, but she also saw the pleading there yet Isis would not voice it as she wanted Ranma to decide on her own. Finally, Ranma stood up and turned to face the still sitting Isis.

"This humble servant accepts the request of the Isis-sama to be her earth bound warrior." Ranma told the Goddess as she bowed deeply to her.

"I take this honor because I was asked and given the choice to make it my own decision. I choose of my own free will and because _I_ want to fulfill my destiny!" Ranma stated as she stood up and looked down at the smiling tear filled face of the Goddess.

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The guest room at Cologne's home was dark. The figure in the bed slept soundly as did the figure sitting in the chair to the right of her bed. The moon that seeped in glinted off the glasses that rested on the top of his long ebony-purple hair. There was no one to see as a golden glow surrounded the sleeping girl. Nor was anyone there to bear witness as the golden glow moved across the bed and surrounded the blind boy next to her, turning a bright white around them; both.

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Genma-panda shivered as the cold mist settled over the valley of Jusendo and slowly seeped into his coffin like hiding place. He woke as his stomach growled for sustenance. He woke and started to stretch then remembered his confined space as he hit his head on the ceiling of the cave. He got up and poked his head out the cave entrance. He quietly moved the branches of the bush only to let them close back over the cave entrance as he noticed the campfire of the women warriors that hunted him.

[Damn ungrateful _boy_!] Genma-panda growled as he ducked deeper into the cave as a guard walked by the entrance.

Then it hit him, the smell of venison as it roasted on open flames. His stomach growled again only louder and in the cave, it echoed loudly. He feared the Amazon's would hear but when he checked they had not moved. His mouth watered as he peered through the bush's branches at the roasting deer meat. He could hear it crackle and spit as the fat drained into the fire. His mouth salivated as the aroma assaulted his nostrils again. He drooled as he watched the girls eat the meat by flaying slivers from the roasting carcass. He watched as the girls ate only down to just above the still uncooked portion of deer. They then allowed the fire to continue to cook the rest of the meat until morning. He watched as they bedded down for the night all but two. As two, of the girls took first watch. The deer still roasted on the fire for morning breakfast.

Genma-panda laid his head down on his paws as he tried to figure out how he was going to get that meat still roasting on the spit. He knew if he tried to come out of the cave, he would make too much noise as he did when he got into it, though he was going insane as the fragrance of the deer continued to plague him. He felt now that he had time to try he might be able to implore the Umi-Sen-Ken but he still needed to get out of the cave.

[_STUPID WEAK WOMEN_! If they didn't want anybody _eating_ that food they should have put up a sign or something!] Genma-panda complained though a sign would not have stopped him as he neglected to remember there was a sign on the table stating that fact in many languages including Japanese.

He tried to go to sleep but the knowledge the deer was there prevented it. He tried to bury his snout under his paws. It helped for a while and he was able to go to sleep for a while. The problem was he dreamt about the deer as it called to him. He woke up suddenly and again hit his head on the low ceiling of the cave. He slept for about an hour but he needed a distraction he let his mind wonder to earlier that day just before he found the cave. He had run into a stupid blind boy that nearly caught him. He was the reason he was nearly caught by the warrior women.

(o)(o) FLASHBACK (o)(o)

Genma-panda ran quickly and as silently as he could through the forest. He had gotten lost in the dense trees but he hoped his pursuers had as well. As he ran through a line of trees he found himself in the last place he wanted to be, the valley of cursed springs where all this had started. He skirted to the left away from the direction of the Amazon village in the hopes of finding a way out of the valley before he was spotted. The line of shuriken told him he was not that lucky.

"=PREPARE TO DIE YOU FOUL BEAST=!" Genma-panda looked over his shoulder to see a boy in white robes, thick glasses, and long black-purple hair.

The next thing he saw was the boy thrust forth his arms and a set of three chains sprung from each sleeve of his voluminous robes. The chains really had not bothered Genma-panda it was the swords, spiked mace balls, and spikes running up and down the chains that bothered him. He jumped into the air and missed just barely being impaled by a chain with a spiked mace on the end. He found he was a bit sluggish in his panda form but he could still fight a weapon user. He flipped over the blind boy's head and grabbed his left arm as he landed behind the boy. He then lifted the boy and spun him several times through the air before he let go of his arm.

Genma-panda did not see as the boy hit the same spot in the mountain that Ranma had earlier leaving his impression over hers. Nor did he see as the boy fell forward. He completely missed it as the spring began to glow brightly and accepted the falling body. He heard the splash but paid it no mind as he had other things to consider such as the fact he heard the female warriors advancing on his location. He continued in the direction he was headed before being rudely interrupted and found his hiding spot he now resided in.

(o)(o) END FLASHBACK (o)(o)

As the sizzling meat continued to cook, Genma-panda could not contain his hunger any longer. After trying for almost four hours to ignore the aroma or come up with a way to get out of the cave he gave up. He concentrated and after a couple of more hours, he faded from view and pushed his fat invisible bulk from the cave. He tried to be careful and not rustle the bush or damage his camouflage. It seemed quicker and easier for him to get out then in the cave (Dani: I guess food is more important than his miserable hide). Genma-panda slowly snuck toward the fire pit the Umi-Sen-Ken firmly in place. His heart raced as he hoped to get there before another growl from his stomach. That however was not possible.

*_GROWL_* His stomach wanted everyone to know it was hungry; Genma-panda froze as the camp was alerted

"=WHAT WAS THAT=!" A guard came toward the center of camp.

"=I DON'T KNOW, BUT IT SOUNDED CLOSE=!" The other guard shouted forgetting why they were there.

"=_Quiet_=!" Shampoo whispered through clenched teeth.

"=We are warriors and a hunting party you want to give us away to panda-fool=!" She continued to hiss.

The two guards had the decency to look ashamed, as they came toward their leader. The rest of the party scanned the surrounding area as they tried to peer into the woods. Shampoo reached down and pulled a log from the fire. She held it up its burning flame brought light to the shadows. She and the others checked the immediate campsite then turned to her for further instructions.

"=Break into to groups of three one in each group take a burning log from the fire and search the forest. Don't go to far. As at this late time you can easily get lost=." She finished as she and the others headed off in different directions.

Genma-panda stood perfectly still a confused look on his face as he tried to understand what they were saying. His confusion turned to a smirk as the warriors headed off in different directions searching for the _beast_ that made the noise.

[Stupid women!] He kept his Umi-Sen-Ken in effect and snuck toward his target.

As the warriors of Joketsuzoku searched the forest for the beast, the beast enjoyed the rest of their meal. As Genma-panda reached the roasting venison, he licked his lips in anticipation. He then implored the 'Saotome Eating Stolen Food Before you GET CAUGHT Technique'. Like a human vacuum cleaner, he cleaned the bones of all eatable meat. He then ran back to his hiding spot as no one was in camp he did not need to be stealthy. When he reached his hiding space and started to enter, he could hear the women as they returned to camp. He heard their shouts of surprised anger at the bones hanging over the fire, made Genma-panda chuckle. Again as before, he got stuck halfway through and like earlier he pushed against the bush, dug in with his claws, and finally made it into the cave. He stuck his head at the back of the cave again. He slowly turned and poked his head out of the cave to check the bush. As he lowered the Umi-Sen-Ken, then turned and adjusted the bush and tried to clean up his prints as best he could. He settled in secured in the knowledge that he was smarter than those stupid warrior women. He then laid, down to sleep.

"=Sham did you see it=?" A rose haired girl asked her leader.

"=Yes Rosewater I saw=!" She responded a scowl crossing her pretty face.

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"Now Ranma there is much you have to learn and not much time to do it. I just wish I could make this easier for you." Isis told the warrior as she led her toward a set of double doors.

Ranma followed close behind the Goddess, as she wondered what she meant. As they reached the enamel red double doors, Ranma peered around her waist and into a massive room filled from floor to ceiling with rows and rows of shelves packed full of books. Ranma's eyes opened wide as she stared at the many tomes. Her eyes sparkled with delight as her tongue snaked out and licked her dry lips. Whether, Genma knew it or not Ranma had an insatiable appetite for learning. Whether, it was the Art or anything else. She just never let him know about her genius abilities in learning the art carried over to other things as well. Ranma rushed past Isis and ran into the room.

"YIPPPPEEEE!" Isis just stared dumbfounded as she watched the girl jumping for joy.

Ranma ran to the first bookshelf and pulled off several of the books she then took them to the reading table and began to pour over them. She had taught herself how to speed read once she was old enough to read. When her old man would disappear for weeks or months at a time, she got bored practicing by herself. She was eight when she first learned about the public libraries and most towns and cities had them. She would go there and stay until they threw her out. She sometimes would hide just so she could stay there all night reading the books. When she was nine almost ten she had found a book in one library on speed-reading, she had soaked that book up like a sponge. She had then begun to put it into practice. It was a few months later she was reading twice her normal amounts of books. She steadily improved until in less then an hour she could read twenty books or more. She felt her training had helped with that as her eyes were able to follow things that moved at disappearing speeds and she could do that with books too.

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Isis watched as the redhead pulled a stack of tomes from the shelves, sat at the table, and begun to read at a blinding speed. Ranma pulled out several books. She then began taking notes as she read. She watched her mouth hung opened as in less than a few moments Ranma had read the stack of five or so tomes. She then watched as Ranma returned them to the shelves placing them upside down so she knew which ones she had read. She then took a bigger stack to the table and began to devour them as well. Isis watched her for over an hour before she shook her head and left the girl to her _chore_. She wondered how much of them the girl would remember when she was finished.

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Mulon checked her patient for the third time in less than an hour. She did not want what had happened before to happen again. However, Mousse was correct and the girl had vanquished the evil. Her progress in the three souls merging had shortened to less than a week. She entered the room with a clean cloth and a cup of cold water. She sat on the chair opposite Mousse. She then took the rag, dampened it, and slowly wrung the water out onto the girl's drying mouth. She smiled as the tongue came slowly out and licked it from her lips. She did this several times checking to see if Mousse was watching her. He was, she then handed him the bowl and rag and left the room. She looked over her shoulder and watched as he continued she knew he would do that until the bowl was emptied. She left to go get more water and some broth for the girl. When she returned Mousse was just finishing, the bowl she had left with him. She checked the girl handing him a bucket of fresh water. He took the bucket and sat it beside him.

"=What has happened=?" Mulon asked angrily to the boy.

"=What are you talking about? I have been giving her the water as you wanted=." He told her but she pointed to the girl.

"=Then why is she smiling like that=!" Mulon asked as she pointed to her patient.

"=I _have_ no idea=!" Mousse exclaimed as he leaned in to see a big silly grin on the girl's face.