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Are you serious?
Chapter 13
By Gabriel R. Lopez
Sometime in the future, a formerly bald martial artist , was exploring her surroundings. Genma, !who! thanks to a double dip at Jusenkeyo, had lost any trace of his original form. And, thanks to prince Herb of the musk, now looked like a twelve year old girl with particularly bad fashion sense. Of course if Gen could figure out a way to take the clothes off and burn them she would do it in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, after waking up from a particularly disturbing nightmare, the bedroom she was in was quickly invaded by an army of stereotypical French maids with mystical super powers. Genma was now wearing an orange shirt, a purple jacket, and green short shorts. This, in combination with the matching socks and shoes, did not go well with her locks of pink hair (which had been fastidiously tied with purple yarn and ribbons into rabbit eared pigtails).
After spending the better portion of three or four minutes trying to take the outfit off, and accomplishing nothing more than embarrassing herself further, Genma Decided to do something productive. There was a rumbly in her tumbly and the wolf in her stomach wasn't going to feed itself. Formulating a plan of escape, Gen had a bit of trouble forcing open the 20ft cathedral doors of the bedroom open. After a valiant struggle to push the door open, she cracked it open a whole six inches before it forced her back into the room. Genma Saotome was never one to give up easily…but this one time she decided it might be better if she left well enough alone.
Genma turned around and leaned her back against the door in defeat. Sliding her body down the door with a sigh until her rump made contact with the floor, Gen noticed a cute giggling sound coming from the hamper basket next to the pink wicker dresser. There was nothing overtly special about the hamper, it was white, made of rattan, had an absurdly big flower painted on the side facing her, and a pink lid matching with the overall theme of the room in general. Cautiously, Genma approached the hamper. Opening the lid she peeked inside and… nothing. All Gen could see was girly clothing, a bra, under wear and "EEEEEEEK!"
Gen didn't really know what to make of the situation. It looked like Ranma, but considering the fact that she was nearly a decade older, and mentally insane… Yeah, Genma had to escape the clutches of the blonde in the full body pink bunny suit. The fact that she, Ranma, jumped out of the clothes hamper with a "Surprise!" and started hugging Gen with a smothering embrace wasn't what tipped the former pink ranger off to the fact that Ranma wasn't entirely all there. No, what tipped her off was the rest of the hamper was filled with marshmallow peeps and that the fire works display that had gone off in the background set the room aflame.
Once Gen had escaped the grasp of the crazy person, she turned to face her assailant. If it was Ranma, it was painfully obvious she was possessed by a force of great evil. Genma looked in horror as the fire had spread to encompass the entire back wall of the room. Upon closer examination of the woman in the bunny suit, Gen noticed a there was a bra hanging off one ear; but, more importantly, there was an unearthly demonic purple glow that indicated that Ranma was totally evil now. O.o
" I am Mistress 9, fear me. " The bunny suited firebug stated this in a cold and evil manner before perking up. "Make a wish." the statement seemed kind of ironic if you thought of the room as one big candle, but the joke kinda went over Genma's head, you know because she was trying to survive. Genma watched in horror as the flames spread to the cathedral doors. There was only one way to escape, the sealed techniques of anything goes…the Yama sen ken, umi sen ken, and the forbidden art of Ching Ching, the bling bling king. Of course, by using the sacred art of King Ching Ching, Genma would suffer the same fate as his master Happosai. His body would stop growing, or aging , he would become a vampire, a parasite… and really really good looking assuming the technique aged her body to physical perfection each time it was used.
Looking over Ranma, or what was left of her as the fire consumed what was left of the freshly made bed, Genma reached into her pocket . "I'm sorry Ranma" Genma then flicked her wrist and pulled a fifty yen coin from subspace "This is going to hurt you a lot more than it does me. HAPPO GOJUEN SATSU LUNAR TWILIGHT FLASH!"
No sooner were the words uttered than the coin chimed. with a flash, all the energy including the fire, flames, the demonic black aura surrounding Ranma, as well as a fair amount the bunny suited martial artists chi were swirling around Genma in a hurricane. Ribbons of black, almost demonic energy surrounded Genma as her body seemed to hover in midair. As the energy closed itself around her, electricity arched across Genma's body as the changes to her metabolism slowly took place. The cocoon of black energy surrounded her, nearly suffocating her as the her body was reshaped and molded like clay. The transformation completed the energy, her life force, evaporated from her body as points of light… as a result of the effects of instant puberty Gen had filled out quite nicely. With a body built like a brick (cat) house, and dressed in an outfit that was three sizes too small Genma was bound to cause nosebleeds.
Ranma had been pwned in a matter of ten seconds. Her body collapsed to the ground as the fire sprinklers finally went off. The room totally burned Genma turned to face the double cathedral doors and with a wicked smirk blasted the cathedral doors with "Alright, time to let some of this smoke out of the room." Genma said this with a cocky aggressiveness, that made her sound almost vicious. "REVENGE WISH BAZOOKA!"
With an earth shattering KA-BOOM! The two cathedral doors of the smoke filled room were blown out into the hallway. Her youth restored Genma was still smirking "Ha! I'd like to see the master beat me now." Granted Mistress 9 was pathetically weak in comparison to master happosai, but it was Genma's fantasy so the author will leave it alone. walking over to Ranma's limp body and using her newfound super strength. Genma wrestled Ranma into a fireman's carry and hopped out of the bedroom into the hallway.