Author's Forward: My first ever real fanfic. I'd be nostalgic if I weren't so embarrassed about it nowadays. The problems with it are almost too numerous to name. Lloyd and Ranma are redundant characters, I wasn't really doing anything with the concept beyond following the beats of the game with Ranma in the party, and I had no idea where I was going with this...beyond the fact that I was trying to pair up Ranma and Sheena.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma ½. I do not own Tales of Symphonia and I do not own Oh My Goddess. They all belong to their respectful owners and whoever they sold the rights to so quit stalking me.
A/N: This is a revision of the first chapter.
Ranma and the Land of Symphonia
Prologue
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The guide watched as yet more people fought over Jusenkyo. As usual, he had tried to warn them of the danger, but of course they never listened. He sometimes wondered weather that was part of the curse, not listening to the guide that is. They never did, until one of them fell in the pools.
At the moment he was watching as a youth with black hair tied back into a pigtail fight an overweight man with a bandana on his head that was apparently his father. They had been going for half and hour at least, and by the looks of it, they weren't going to stop soon.
They moved with a grace that defied natural physics and seemingly broke the laws of gravity with ease. It was beautiful, but sad, as there was always the inevitable looser at the end. Then again, anyone who gambled with the springs always lost. He had seen it countless times before and this time was no different.
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Ranma was in top form. Maybe it was something in the air, or maybe it was the general magic in the area but he was fighting better then he had in weeks. The lack of food was nothing to him as he mercilessly laid into his father.
Genma was desperately trying to put up a defense but all hope of that was beaten down by his son's fury. One kick slipped past his defenses and sent him spiraling towards a far off pool.
"Hey pop, what's the matter? Ya done already?"
The pools bubbles were all that answered. Suddenly a black and white blur rose from the spring and landed gracefully on one of the bamboo polls.
"What the hell is that?" The creature that had replaced his father was unmistakably a…panda.
"Oh too bad." Said the guide pulling out his signs from who knows where. "Customer fall in Shonmaoniichuan spring of drown panda. Very tragic story of panda that fall in spring 1500 year ago."
"Hey buddy you didn't say anything about that!"
Unfortunately, Genma took this opportunity to jump over to his son and send him flying towards another of the pools.
By luck and chance that only Ranma could achieve, this particular pool that he was heading to, was in use by a certain goddess. The girl in white got out of the pool and cursed silently to herself.
"How the heck did I end up here?" she thought to herself, "I think my transport mediums' got a bug in it."
It was at this moment that a certain pig tailed martial artist fell through the still open portal in the water and was lost from view.
"What in the heaven?" she ran over to the side of the pool but it was too late. The portal had already closed.
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The group of Desians were on the final leg of their patrol when a bright flash of light illuminated the forest, so bright that they had to blink to get the spots from their eyes.
"What on earth was that? The light of the oracle isn't supposed to be revealed for a time yet."
"Do you think we should check it out?" asked one.
"We are to patrol this section of the forest. That means scouting out and reporting all disturbances." Interrupted the captain.
"Scouting. Not dieing. I don't get paid enough as it is!"
"If you don't get moving then your not getting paid at all!"
After a few more complaints, which were forcefully put down by the commander, they made their way to the clearing in the forest.
However it was not a powerful sorcerer that they found, nor their death. In the clearing was a naked boy no older than 16 years of age.
"Do you think he's from Iselia?"
"Lying naked in the middle of the forest? I doubt it. Cover him!"
Two of the Desians produced a blanket and covered his lower body, "He doesn't contain an exsphere, so he didn't come from the ranch either."
"Then no ones going to miss him. You two!" the captain pointed to two of his following guards, "Carry him back to the ranch and have lord Forcycstus look him over."
"Right away sir."
To Be Continued…
A/N: All C&C will be greatly appreciated. Flames will be used to feed my fire, along with all of the other drafts of this prologue.
