Okay, first off I want to thank HaretaSora for allowing me to use his descriptions of the Pride Troopers from his story GoD Among Shinobi. I would be pretty lost without the help. I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

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Letters & Pride Troopers

In a shimmer, Ranma and company arrived at their intended destination. Not that either Ranma or his now separated female half noticed. They were both too in shock from the sudden method of transportation. Thankfully for Ranma, his and by extension his female side's martial arts training prevented them from getting sick.

"What… just happened?" asked a dazed 'Ranko'.

"We were transported somewhere by Marcarita, if I'm guessing right." Ranma said as he shook his head to clear the cobwebs.

"I apologize for the lack of a warning, but I felt it prudent that we get to the planet of the Kais as soon as possible." Marcarita said apologetically.

Though it sounded more playful than serious.

"Planet of the Kais?" Ranma asked.

"Ranma? You'd better look at this." said 'Ranko' as she turned Ranma's head.

The new God of Destruction found himself in awe at the sight before him. They arrived at a world that just felt so much more… pure… than the Earth was. Ranma couldn't help but gaze upon its natural beauty. The lush green fields and trees, the crystal clear water, the vibrantly colored sky. And especially the floating islands scattered in the sky.

"Wow, this place is amazing." Ranma said in awe.

"I'm pleased to hear that, My Lord." said a man's voice.

Ranma and his separated female counterpart looked to the source of the voice and came face to face with yet another strange looking humanoid walking towards them. The humanoid in questions is a short man with lavender skin, pointed ears like an elf, and black eyes. He has white hair that is styled in a slicked back mohawk, and he is wearing bulbous gold and green earrings. His clothing consists of a red vest with yellow trimming, a green long-sleeved shirt, black baggy pants, a blue sash tied around his waist and a cloth underneath his vest of the same color. He also wears plain white boots.

The man offered Ranma and his companion a friendly smile as he stopped a few feet away from them.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ranma. The Grand Priest and Zen-Oh-Sama filled me in on the situation. I am Khai, and I will be working alongside you as your Supreme Kai." he said whilst extending his hand.

A gesture which Ranma returned in kind as he shook hands with Khai. He found himself liking this guy already since he didn't seem like he had any sort of hidden agenda revolving around him, and the fact that he had such a calm and friendly aura wasn't so bad either. But there was one thing that confused him, and it wasn't about the whole Supreme Kai thing.

"There's no need to be so formal, Khai. Nice to meet you, too." Ranma said pleasantly. "Although I've been meaning to ask, but what's all this talk about angels?"

Marcarita stepped forward and glanced at Khai, seeming to ask with her eyes if she could explain since she hadn't asked her father about this. The Supreme Kai merely gave a smile and nod indicating that she could be the one to explain.

"You see, Ranma-Sama," Marcarita didn't miss the cringe Ranma did at the nickname. "All Gods of Destruction are trained and looked after by an Angel who is their attendant. Their duty is to make sure that their God is trained in the ways of combat, healthy, and overall does their work in maintaining the balance between creation and destruction. If an Angel's God were ever to be killed, such as what happened with Belmod, that Angel would go into a sort of standby mode until a new God of Destruction was either selected by Zen-Oh-Sama or that universe were to be erased."

"So because I was made a God of Destruction upon Belmod's death you didn't go into this… standby mode?" Ranma asked.

"Yes, that's correct Sir." Marcarita replied with a nod.

"This is also in a way to ensure that you don't disrupt the balance between creation and destruction yourself, My Lord. For you see, Gods of Destruction and Supreme Kais have their lives linked to one another. Meaning that if I die you will die, and vice-versa." Khai further explained.

Ranma and his now separated female counterpart nodded in understanding. It wouldn't do for the balance of creation and destruction to be thrown out of whack, so this, while a tad extreme, seems like the most logical solution to the problem. After all, Belmod wouldn't be able to kill Khai without killing himself. Not that it matters anymore since the clown is dead.

"Now before we begin your training, Ranma-Sama, I believe our guest here needs a name of her own since she is no longer your cursed form." Marcarita suggested.

Turning to his former cursed self Ranma said "You know, Marcarita has a point. What should we call you now that you're separated from me?"

The redhead blushed in embarrassment as she remembered just how shy around the opposite sex she was in her past life. And that shyness seemed to be catching up to her.

"Uh… Naomi. That was… that was my name before. Before I… you know." she replied awkwardly.

Sensing that she didn't want to talk about her experience as it was no doubt traumatic for her, what with her drowning in a cursed hot spring and all, Ranma just put his hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile.

"I think you have a very beautiful name." he said.

His honesty caused Naomi to blush so intensely she'd make a strawberry green with envy. She hid her face in her hands out of reflex as she used to do when she was being shy around a guy she found attractive. Before she died, obviously. And now that she was separated from Ranma in both body and soul she had the opportunity to truly appreciate how handsome he's grown to be.

Marcarita and Khai shared a knowing look. It would seem as though Ranma has himself a new admirer. And lucky for him, it's not someone that his father had set him up with due to one of his many scams.

"Before we start my training, Marcarita, can we perhaps go back to Earth for a brief moment?" Ranma asked. "I need to leave a note for the people I was staying with back home, especially two certain people, so that they won't worry about where I am or whether I'm okay or not."

"Certainly, my lord. I'll bring you a pen and some paper so you can write your letter and then we can go back to Earth so you can deliver it." Marcarita said as she walked off in the direction of the house that Khai lived in.

"In the meantime, why don't we sit down and get to know each other? It will be a good way for us to bond as coworkers." Khai suggested.

Ranma honestly thought that was a good idea as he and Naomi sat down across from Khai as he did the same. They spoke for about five minutes before Marcarita returned with a pen and a sheet of paper on a clipboard. The recently made God of Destruction accepted the items and began to write his letter. He had some choice words for those people, and only two of them would be getting off easy. But he would deliver Shampoo's letter in person before returning to Khai's planet to truly begin his training.

Good thing Marcarita seems to be on the same page as he is. She included an extra sheet of paper for him to write Shampoo's letter.

-Nerima-A Few Days Later-

A loud crash rang through the Tendo household as Genma and Soun were both sent flying through the wall. But it wasn't by Ranma this time. No, it was by a very irate Nodoka Saotome, the mother of Universe 11's new God of Destruction. Her face was contorted to one of unbridled rage that is such a foreign look on the woman's face. She's normally so ditzy and all about manliness to the point of it seeming like an obsession, but this… this woman was not the same Nodoka Saotome that everyone knew. This was someone else.

This was a mother who's maternal fury has reached a point where she won't put a cap on it until she's eradicated the target of her rage. In this case, she has several individuals who have earned her wrath. All listed on a scroll that she's currently holding, which turns out to be a letter from her son. And what he wrote down was a real eye opener for Nodoka.

'Dear Residents of the Tendo Household and NWC,'

'After almost a whole year of having to put up with all of the crap that everyone puts me through on an almost daily basis, from Akane attacking me with her mallet over the tiniest little detail to Ryoga and several others actively trying to kill me for one reason or another, I had decided to go to the forest outside of Nerima to vent a little bit. Imagine my surprise to find myself being attacked as I'm venting. I was attacked by a strange clown named Belmod who was what is known as a God of Destruction. As the name implies, he was a deity that was charged with keeping the balance of the universe by destroying things. Planets, people, anything really. All in order to ensure the balance between creation and destruction for our universe doesn't get thrown out of whack. Hard to believe, I know. Hell, I'm still having a hard time believing it.'

'So yeah, needless to say I got my ass handed to me on a silver platter.'

'But as if that wasn't bad enough, Belmod was about to destroy me and then threatened to destroy this whole world and everyone on it! I couldn't let that happen, so when he shot a blast of what's known as Destruction Energy at me I improvised and used a move that I made up on the fly to deflect his attack right back at him… and it took his fucking head off! Literally!'

'I was just relieved that he wouldn't be hurting any more innocent people, but then I was healed by a literal angel and brought before Belmod's boss, Zen-Oh-Sama. I won't go into details, but he made me our universe's new God of Destruction and is having me trained to become even stronger. He even managed to cure me of my curse so I no longer become a woman when splashed by cold water.'

'I will return in six years time so that I can receive the training that is needed to truly help me grow and become stronger not just as a God or as a martial artists, but as a person as well. Something Pops failed to do in all the years that he spent 'training' me in martial arts as a child. Tell Shampoo and Kasumi not to worry about me in that time, because I WILL return to them. They truly are the only ones who gave me a reason not to leave sooner. Everyone else can just, pardon my language but, go fuck yourselves!'

'Pops, your training caused a lot more negative results than positive and stunted my spiritual and emotional growth. Two very important aspects for any sentient being in the universe, whether they're human or not! You caused me to develop a phobia of cats when you taught me the Neko-Ken! WHAT KIND OF SADISTIC RETARD TEACHES A SIX YEAR OLD A TECHNIQUE THAT WOULD MORE THAN LIKELY KILL THEM IF THEY WERE INCAPABLE OF LEARNING IT?! ESPECIALLY ONE WHERE YOU WRAP THE TRAINEE IN FISH PRODUCTS AND THROW THEM INTO A PIT OF STARVING CATS! NOT TO MENTION YOU SOLD ME TO A COMPLETE STRANGER WHEN OUR TRAINING TRIP FIRST STARTED OUT JUST TO FEED YOUR FAT GUT! A BOWL OF RICE AND TWO SMALL FISH IS APPARENTLY WHAT I'M WORTH TO YOU! Not to mention that you offered me as collateral for every illegal deed you've ever done during that trip! (Mom, if you don't believe me I've enclosed several copies of every wrong doing Pops has ever done up until this point, which should give you an idea of just how badly he's destroyed our family honor.).'

'Mom, you said that I have become a man among men and that you accepted my curse. And yet you still hold that seppuku pledge over my head every time I do something that you don't think is what a man should do. And yet you celebrate whenever I end up unintentionally doing something that most people would find perverted and wrong. I thought that a mother was supposed to love her children unconditionally, but I guess I was wrong about that too.'

'Hibiki Ryoga. Use your head instead of your petty anger for once in your life! Do you honestly think that the craziness you've seen in your life is truly in any way my fault? In case you've forgotten; YOU are the one who made that challenge all those years ago, and you're also the one who failed to show up due to your own abysmal sense of direction. Honestly, with how bad you are with directions I'm surprised you haven't wound up on the moon yet... I waited in that school lot for THREE FREAKING DAYS for you to show up! And after the third day, Pops took me away against my will so he could escape from the people he once again conned like he's always doing! But apparently, that doesn't matter to you. The fact that you don't care if innocents get caught in the crossfire whenever you're trying to kill me just shows that you are undeserving of the title of martial artist!'

'Soun Tendo, I understand that you're saddened by your wife's untimely passing. I'd probably feel the same if I were in your shoes. But the fact that you haven't stopped mourning her after more than ten years and have allowed yourself to be reduced to this blubbering mess of a man while letting your own daughters ruin their lives is just pathetic! You're the man of the house and the Tendo family patriarch! You need to move past your wife's death, get your act together… AND START ACTING LIKE THE MAN AND FATHER YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE INSTEAD OF ACTING LIKE SUCH A DAMN CRYBABY!'

"Then of course there's Nabiki Tendo. You used me as your own personal cash cow ever since I arrived in the Nerima ward. Whether it was through betting pools whenever I fought, or taking risque photographs of myself and even your own sister to sell to the perverted students of Furinkan High School. But you know what? I can't be TOO MAD at you for doing so. You did need a new source of income in order to both keep a roof over our heads and put food on the table, and because of your father having myself and Pops stay over as guests instead of paying rent(which I would have gladly done, by the way.), especially since Pops consumes enough food to feed six people alone. In ONE sitting! So I don't blame you for having to resort to such methods. Don't get me wrong, I'm still mad at you. Just less so than the others.'

'He's probably not here to hear this, by Tatewaki Kuno, you're by far one of the worst I've had to deal with during my stay in Nerima! Day in and day out you attempt to fight Akane to try and win her heart by defeating her in a fight after sending the school pervs to try and weaken her, and you even continuously flirt with, quote: your pig-tailed goddess, unquote. YOU'RE SO LOONY THAT YOU CAN'T EVEN ACCEPT THE FACT THAT SHE'S MY FEMALE FORM AFTER I WAS CURSED BECAUSE OF THE WATERS OF JUSENKYO! FIRST THING I'M DOING WHEN I GET BACK IS SENDING YOUR SORRY ASS TO THE NEAREST MENTAL HOSPITAL!'

'Grandmaster Happosai. You are by far the greediest, rottenest, cheatingest, most lecherous old man I have ever had the displeasure of being associated with! You go around Japan stealing ladies' undergarments as well as peeking on them in showers and public baths and even taking nonconsensual photographs of them in various states of nudity! On top of that you did everything in your power to exploit my curse just so you could live out whatever sick, perverted fantasies you could conjure up in that disgusting mind of yours! Be it shamelessly groping my female half, or forcing her to pose in risque ladies' clothing! When I come back to Nerima, you're going to wish you'd never been conceived when I'm through with you!'

'Kasumi, I honestly have nothing bad to say about you. Out of everyone in Nerima, you and Shampoo were the only ones who kept me at least partly sane. You, Kasumi, are such a sweet, kind, gentle, and caring woman who deserves better than the lot in life that you've been forced to take. You're practically a glorified slave with how hard you work to keep the house clean and everyone fed and I've noticed that you're hardly given even a word of thanks for it. And I, unfortunately, am guilty of this as well. For that I deeply apologize and ask for your forgiveness. I promise that I will do all that I can to repay you for your kindness and generosity when I return to Nerima. And mark my words: I will come back. You can count on it.'

'And last, but least… the uncute tomboy.'

'Akane, you are by far the worst of them all! I understand that you didn't want this engagement to be forced upon you, especially not at your current age and what you were putting up with on a daily basis what with the horde of perverts trying to win a date from you in a fight, and Kuno relentlessly pursuing you, and everything else that was going on. But do you honestly think that I wanted this engagement any more than you did? In case you've forgotten, I'm the only child of the Saotome family so the responsibility of this little pact of our fathers' automatically falls to me. And yet even when I have proven my worth as your fiance you've just become more and more violent and unreasonable than you ever were before! I stop to ask a policewoman for directions? You smash my skull in with a mallet. Shampoo rides past me and says 'hi' to which I reciprocate, you smash my skull in with a mallet! I want to go eat at Ucchan's restaurant because I know her cooking isn't the equivalent of a biological weapon, AND YOU TRY TO SMASH MY SKULL IN WITH A FUCKING MALLET! It's the same thing day in and day out with you! Well consider your wish granted, because as of now our engagement is hereby terminated!'

'However, I am not leaving forever, goodness no. I will return to Earth and Nerima after a training period of six years. In that time I'll be receiving training from teachers who don't relish in mentally scarring and emotionally stunting their students like Genma and Happosai have. And they'll be reversing all of the damage that has been done by all of the bumbling fools that I mentioned in this letter.'

'Yours truly, Saotome Ranma - God of Destruction.'

Needless to say, Nodoka was pissed the hell off after reading her son's letter. Her eyes have truly been opened to the true horrors that her son has been forced to endure ever since Genma took him on that training trip ten years ago. And now it's all finally coming to light. She's even seen the evidence that Ranma included in his letter, and when she looked it over it pissed her off even more.

"HOW DARE YOU, GENMA SAOTOME! YOU DARE TO DO ALL OF THESE HORRIBLE THINGS TO OUR, NO, MY SON? INCLUDING SELLING HIM TO A COMPLETE STRANGER FOR A BOWL OF RICE AND TWO SMALL FISH? IS THAT REALLY ALL THAT HE'S WORTH TO YOU?!" roared Nodoka.

"Plus pickles! Plus pickles!" whimpered Genma.

And this proved to be the wrong answer as Nodoka actually perfectly copied Mousse's Hidden Weapon's technique to pull a pair of chuis out of her sleeves and proceeded to give Genma a beating he won't soon forget. Soun was fortunate to have gotten out of range in time or he'd be receiving the same treatment. He knows that when it comes to punishing those responsible for doing harm to their children, mother's don't discriminate.

-WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!-

The residents of the Tendo household could only watch the beatdown in morbid fascination. They've never seen the normally calm and ditzy Nodoka act like such a murderous, vengeful mother lioness. This was actually the scene that Kuno, Kodachi, Ryouga, Ukyo, Shampoo, Mousse, Happousai, and Cologne had walked in on, as they had all been coming to the Tendo home for various reasons. All of them concerning Ranma in one way or another.

Soun and his daughters wanted to stop her, but for whatever reason their bodies wouldn't move.

"BECAUSE OF YOU, RANMA HAS SEEN HORRORS WORSE THAN WHAT A SEASONED VETERAN HAS EVER GONE THROUGH! AND HIS HONOR IS NEARLY IN SHAMBLES BECAUSE OF YOUR SCAMMING WAYS AND USING HIM AS COLLATERAL TO FEED YOUR FAT GUT! NOW MY ONLY SON HATES ME, AND THERE'S PROBABLY NO WAY I CAN EVER MAKE IT UP TO HIM!" Nodoka roared in a fit of rage.

"AAAAAAAAARRRRRGH!" Genma screamed in absolute agony.

-WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!-

"Oh my!" gasped Kasumi.

"Jesus Christ, how horrifying!..." Nabiki quietly exclaimed.

"And I thought I had a bad temper." meekly commented Akane.

As they watched the beatdown, Tatewaki Kuno said something that was probably the most sane phrase to ever come out of his mouth.

"I ain't going near that one with a ten foot pole!"

-WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!-

"Man, look at her go!" said a very impressed Ukyo.

Sure it was scary, but as she looked at it from a warrior's point of view the okonomiyaki chef found herself appreciating Nodoka's grace and form as she laid the smackdown on her fat panda of a husband. And the other martial artists in the room found themselves agreeing with her.

"Yes! Now I can see who Ranma-Sama truly inherited his fighting abilities from!" Kodachi said as she nodded in agreement.

"You're not going to help poor Genma?!" Soun asked incredulously.

Happousai gave his former student a flat look and asked "You honestly want to get in the middle of that?"

Soun looked back to Nodoka who was still bashing Genma senseless with her recently obtained chuis. Although that was kind of a moot point by now as he was no longer really feeling any of the impacts and has probably lost consciousness from so many hits to the head along with blood loss. Honestly, she may as well be beating on a corpse. The Tendo patriarch winced and stepped back.

'Sorry, old friend. You're on your own with this one, as I like my limbs where they are thank you very much.' Soun mentally apologized.

Shampoo narrowed her eyes slightly. Those chuis that her future mother-in-law was using looked suspiciously familiar. Then her eyes widened as it hit her. Those were HER chuis! When and where did Nodoka get those from? Shampoo carries them on her person at all times, so how did the Saotome matriarch get them without the Amazon noticing?

Questions for later.

"YOU'LL PAY FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE, GENMA, AND YOU'LL PAY IN BLOOD!" roared Nodoka as she continued beating her fat panda of a husband.

Not that it really had any effect anymore.

-WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!-

"Auntie have good form." Shampoo commented.

"Even I'm not so blind as to disagree with that." Mousse added.

"Look at how she keeps her knees bent just so. This allows her to move in a way where she delivers the maximum amount of force with each strike using the most minimal amount of energy. Tactically speaking she could keep this up all day." Cologne observed.

"All day?!" squeaked Soun.

Happousai just decided to stay out of Nodoka's way. He may be an old pervert who's quite possibly older than humanly possible and has lived through many tough battles as a martial artist, some of which nearly cost him his life, but even HE isn't stupid enough to get between an angered mother protecting her child. Especially when her target was her child's own father who did the opposite of what he promised her. And that was to raise their child to be a man among men, who had a great sense of honor. But Genma cared not for their son and Ranma has paid the price for his father's greed, dishonor, and dishonesty. Multiple times.

Even he could see that Ranma has become a man among men in spite of Genma rather than because of him.

...Yeesh, is she STILL beating him up with those things? How much longer is it gonna go on?!

-WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!-CRACK!-

Upon the final hit, one of the Chuis that Nodoka had been beating up Genma with had snapped in two due to the sheer amount of force the angered woman had been applying with her strikes. The sound of the weapon breaking snapped her out of her anger as she saw what she did.

"Oh my goodness! Did I do this?" Nodoka asked in surprise.

Shampoo looked surprised and saddened by the destruction of her chuis. That was her favorite pair, too. So many beautiful memories of beating Mousse like a pinata with them.

"I honestly didn't think that I was hitting Genma hard enough to break these." Nodoka said before noticing the look of sadness on Shampoo's face. "I'm terribly sorry, dear. If it makes you feel any better, I have a friend who is a master blacksmith. I'll have him forge you a new pair for you as compensation for my breaking yours."

Though she was saddened by the destruction of her favorite weapons, Shampoo put on a brave face even though her eyes were misted over with unshed tears.

"It okay, Auntie. Chuis broke for good cause. You no need feel guilty." Shampoo said.

She was surprised when Nodoka pulled her into a hug and said "Such a strong young girl you are. I see now why my son thinks so highly of you."

Hearing this was enough to make Shampoo blush so badly that she looked like a strawberry, much to Mousse's anger. The near-sighted Amazon male was just incapable of accepting that Shampoo didn't like him the way he wished that she would. So he's been trying relentlessly to kill Ranma in an effort to get him out of the picture so that he could woo Shampoo over and have her as his wife.

Ch'yeah, like that would ever happen. Especially after recent events.

"Oh, that reminds me. Along with the letter that he left for me, Ranma did leave a letter addressed to you, Shampoo." Nodoka said as she handed her a folded sheet of paper.

The young Amazon nervously took the letter and noted the odd symbol on the wax seal, which she undid with great care. Despite the love she holds for Ranma she was deeply dreading having to read this letter as her Japanese is still spotty at best. But as she opened the letter she quietly sighed in relief when she saw that it was written in Mandarin. With that little bit of anxiety out of the way, Shampoo began to read as her great-grandmother read over her shoulder.

'Nihao Shampoo,'

'If you're reading this, then my letter was delivered without incident. First of all, I just want to say that I'm sorry for having to push away or avoid your advances for so long, but with Pops and Tendo's little stunt engaging me to that uncute tomboy and Ma holding that seppuku pledge over my head despite my proving myself a man among men multiple times, I needed time to myself to try and think about everything. Which is hard to do when your life is as chaotic as mine, let me tell ya.'

'But I've had some time to reflect upon certain things in regards mostly to the engagement and how I was your husband due to Amazonian laws. At first I thought that you were only marrying me out of a sense of obligation because of your tribe's laws. But as I found myself spending more time with you, willing or otherwise, I learned that your attraction to me is genuine. That's why when I return in six years I want to give us a chance and see where it goes from there.'

'But tell the old ghoul that I will NOT be reduced to a simple househusband who spends his days cooking and cleaning just because she views women as the superior gender! I am a God of Destruction now and will not be treated like dirt because of a tribe's outdated views on things like this!'

'Goodbye for now, Shampoo.'

'-Ranma Saotome, God of Destruction.'

Shampoo couldn't help but smile as she read Ranma's letter. She knows that she and her grandmother did many dishonorable things to try and get Ranma into the tribe, and yet despite this he was still willing to give a relationship with her a chance. She resolved to not waste it. Yet she couldn't help but wonder what a God of Destruction is.

Oh well, she'll find that out later. For now, she should focus on getting stronger herself and running the Cat Cafe.

-Two Months Later-

"Remind me where we're going again and why Naomi couldn't come along?"

Marcarita was currently transporting herself and Ranma to another planet after two particularly grueling months of training. She started off by sparring with Ranma to see where he was at as a fighter. As it turns out, Genma, her new GoD's father, had partially sabotaged Ranma's training in order to make the boy reliant on him. This way the fat freeloader wouldn't have to worry about being surpassed by the heir to his school of martial arts. So Marcarita and Khai worked to remedy this by basically unbrainwashing Ranma of his father's teachings, especially that stupid ideology that women were weaker than men. Then again, that last part was already coming apart at the seams due to all of the strong women, Marcarita included, that Ranma has met in his travels.

She mostly worked on refining Ranma's style of fighting as well as helping him get a better grasp of the concept of defense. As it turns out, Genma had trained Ranma to forgo defense in favor of having a seemingly unstoppable offense. And while this may make him difficult to defeat against most adversaries, it doesn't help him against an actual master. Especially against an enemy who specializes in a defensive style of combat. And after learning about the Neko-Ken training that Ranma suffered, which left her hugging Ranma for dear life as she was rendered a sobbing mess for a good hour(despite being trained to kill her emotions for the purpose of destruction, Marcarita found the Neko-Ken training to be just cruel beyond words. And she's pretty sure her father and Zen-Oh would agree.), Marcarita deprogrammed the Neko-Ken from her GoD's mind and destroyed that knowledge forever.

Which had the positive side-effect of getting rid of Ranma's crippling phobia of cats as a result.

Currently they were en-route to an uninhabited planet for an important meeting that Marcarita had arranged with some people she felt could help Ranma with his training. They're people she's worked with before, so she has the utmost confidence in their abilities.

"We are currently going to a dead planet to meet up with some people who were close allies of Belmod's before his passing. They can help you to further hone your fighting skills and help you grow into your role as a God of Destruction. I'm afraid Naomi couldn't come because Khai insisted on getting her truly caught up with the modern age, as she's quite out of touch with how advanced civilization has become since she was alive before drowning in the cursed hot spring." Marcarita explained.

Ranma nodded, but was understandably nervous. If these people were once allies of Belmod, then they might hold a serious grudge against him for killing off that demented clown and taking over as God of Destruction. But he trusted Marcarita's judgement as she hasn't given him a reason to not trust her. Within minutes they arrived on the planet Marcarita had spoken of. A dead world that had all of its natural resources depleted by the previous inhabitants, rendering it incapable of sustaining life.

They landed and Ranma took a moment to observe his surroundings. The place had certainly seen better days. Where there was once lush green landscapes and clear, flowing water, there was now barren wasteland, dried up desert, and ruins from past civilization. It honestly saddened Ranma, for he knows that this is the fate that eventually would befall many a planet due to the carelessness of their own inhabitants and their rapid technological advancement. A fate that he hoped would never befall Earth.

Though deep down, he knew that it eventually would.

"Ranma-Sama, allow me to introduce you to those who were once Belmod's acolytes of destruction, the Pride Troopers." announced Marcarita.

Ranma looked and saw several people standing by a ship of some sort. He noted that every member of the group was some kind of alien. Each one looked vastly different from the rest, but the one thing that they all had in common was that they all wore the same uniform. A red and black spandex outfit with basic white gloves and boots.

"So you are the one who killed Belmod?" asked one of the figures.

The figure was easily the tallest with tan skin, pointed ears, bald and hairless except for a large white moustache that covered his mouth. He also had easily the largest hands.

He walked up to Ranma and looked down at him. And I mean that literally, as this man's height easily dwarfed Ranma's own. His gaze was piercing as the slit pupils in his eyes seemed to bore into his very soul, searching for something. If he was being totally honest, Ranma was kind of unnerved by the man's stare. But he got over it and steeled his own gaze.

"That's right. I killed Belmod." Ranma admitted, not bothering to even try to lie. "I killed him because he threatened to destroy me simply for venting out my anger at how shitty my life has been up until recently, and then threatened to do the same to my home planet and the people I love believing that they were nothing more than primitive savages!"

Ranma crossed his arms and glared at the taller man.

"I killed Belmod in self-defense and in the defense of my world and her people. I didn't want to kill him, but I also won't apologize for killing him either. He was a demented clown with no sense of honor or moral clarity. But as destroyer of our universe, I shall carry out my task with honor and ensure true balance in our universe can be achieved! All I ask is that you give me a chance to prove myself!"

Ranma and the man stared each other down for what felt like hours, but was really merely thirty seconds. Yet the tension in the air was quite thick. Finally, the man's mustache twitched upwards to show he was smiling.

"I knew I sensed a spirit of justice within you!" he said as he gave Ranma a hard clap on the back. "Sorry for the rather intense staredown, but I had to be sure that our new boss was not someone who would use the position of God of Destruction for their own nefarious purposes. But clearly you are not someone who would do that."

Ranma took a moment to recover from the rather unexpected friendly gesture, but managed to nod in response to what the man had told him.

"My name is Toppo, and I am the leader of the Pride Troopers. Allow me to introduce you to the others."

He placed a hand on Ranma's shoulder and gently guided him over to the rest of the group.

"First off is my second in command, and arguably our strongest warrior, Jiren." said Toppo as he gestured to the second figure.

Jiren was tall, but a good head shorter than Toppo with grey skin. He was muscular with large round black eyes and two nostrils in place of an actual nose as well as a hole on either side of his head in place of actual ears. Like Toppo he too wore a red and black spandex suit with white boots and gloves.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Jiren." said Ranma as he extended his arm for a handshake.

Jiren just stood there for a moment before returning the gesture.

"Likewise." he said. "I hope you command us well."

Ranma raised an eyebrow and asked Toppo "Marcarita mentioned something about that before. Am I really your boss now?"

Toppo nodded and replied "Yes you are. We were at one time employed by Belmod as he emissaries of destruction and would seek out and destroy evil within the universe as a way to help Belmod manage his job. Think of us as your own soldiers, sent to seek out and eliminate evil in the world as agents of destruction. Though despite the job title we are all heroes of justice."

Ranma nodded in understanding.

"Us ten make up the main force and are the strongest, but the other members of the Pride Troopers are very close to us in terms of strength, besides Jiren and I." Toppo explained further.

That made sense to Ranma. Since these guys were meant to be deployed throughout the universe they would need more than ten members. Otherwise it would be quite difficult to manage the task of eliminating evil in the universe. They'd easily be overwhelmed and killed themselves if that was the case.

"I see… but, uh, are you guys going to kill me or something? I was worried that you might be super loyal to Belmod and would end anyone who took his job."

Toppo nodded in understanding and replied "We would have if you had a heart full of darkness and evil, but I see no reason to worry, do you Jiren?"

Jiren merely shook his head.

"He seems fine to me. We can learn more about him later." he said.

"In that case, allow me to introduce you to the rest of the Pride Troopers, then we can sit down and talk." Toppo said as he continued with introductions.

Dyspo was the next Pride Trooper he met who was a purple humanoid cat with large ears but lacking a tail. He wasn't as muscular as Jiren or Toppo, being leaner in build, which allowed him to move incredibly fast. The thing about him that confused Ranma was that he had a set of rabbit-like teeth in the front of his mouth rather than the sharp teeth that cats are known for. A genetic mutation, perhaps? Either way, Ranma's glad his fear of cats is gone otherwise he'd go absolutely insane at the mere sight of Dyspo.

After him was Kahseral, a human looking man with a robotic right eye. He apparently drove the spaceship they rode in mainly, and was a professional warrior and a master of Ki manipulation. He, like Jiren, was a high ranking member of the Pride Troopers.

Vuon, a dark orange skinned tailless human like lizard, was next who specialized in capturing villains with Ki he could turn into a whip that wrapped around others. His appearance sort of reminded Ranma of the dinosaurs that he's read about in books.

Tupper was next and was a teal skinned muscular man with dark blue hair and a mustache and beard. He had the interesting skill to control his weight and petrify himself allowing him to be a tank-like close range fighter.

The next after Tupper was Zoiray who was rather odd given how small he was, only being as tall as a few other Pride Trooper's knees. He had purple skin and a pair of outwardly curving horns and green eyes. For his small size he was apparently quite durable and quick on attacking.

Kettol was another odd looking Pride Trooper, looking similar to a cat fish in terms of long whiskers and amphibian green skin and large yellow eyes. He was apparently best at overwhelming opponents with barrages of Ki orbs that he could create effortlessly and very quickly.

Kunshi was the next Pride Trooper he was introduced to who was a blue skinned, short ogre looking man with purple spots on his head and pointed ears. He was apparently able to create threads of energy that could either explode on contact or wrap around others with strong strength.

The last Pride Trooper was the only female of the group and as she smiled at him he found her to be rather beautiful. Her name was Cocotte and she was human looking with light pink skin, very long dark pink hair, pointed ears, and lime green eyes. Her lips, which were curved into a smile, were colored a soft blue with lip stick. Her figure too was rather strong with an easily I cup chest that wasn't hidden due to the tight spandex outfit she wore as a Pride Trooper and a bubbly rear. Though he had to look away as Marcarita's laugh from beside him made him blush.

Cocotte's skills were much more defensive based as she could create powerful domes of energy around both herself and allies for protection or around her enemies to contain them for capture.

"This is a lot to take in despite becoming a god a little over two months ago, but I hope to work well with you all." Ranma said.

Toppo chuckled and pat him on the back again.

"Don't worry about it, Ranma-Sama, you'll do just fine I'm sure. Although, Marcarita tells me that you are focused on training for the time being. We can help you with that, if you'd like." Toppo offered.

None of the Pride Troopers missed the cringe Ranma gave after being called 'Sama'. They just assumed that he wasn't comfortable with being referred to as such. Understandable considering he was just an ordinary human not too long ago. It's a big responsibility to be thrust upon someone, and at such a young age as well.

"Well, first of all, drop the 'Sama' and just call me Ranma. Second, are you sure? Don't you have to focus on your jobs of preserving the peace in the universe until I'm strong enough to help?" Ranma asked.

Dyspo grinned and said "We'd be doing both, actually. By helping you reach your maximum potential as a fighter, we're also helping ensure that our universe is safer with you there to protect it by maintaining the balance of creation and destruction."

Marcarita nodded and commented "This would be the most advisable course of action. The Pride Troopers would speed up your progress immensely, which is why I called them here in the first place. Not to mention that Jiren here is stronger than Belmod ever was."

Ranma looked at Jiren in awe. He was seriously stronger than Belmod? Well this certainly made things very interesting. Seeing that he wouldn't be able to dissuade them from helping, Ranma accepted their assistance with his training. They soon got to talking about how to go about his training, such as what needed refining, where he excelled, and what he'd really need to improve on. As well as teaching him several other useful skills.

And they agreed that Khai would be the one to train him academically, seeing as Ranma admitted that because of his father's methods his own education was spotty at best, nonexistent at worst.

Needless to say, these six years were definitely going to be interesting.

***To Be Continued…***

And that wraps up this chapter! I hope you all enjoyed it, because I had a hell of a time trying to write it. I meant to get this chapter up yesterday, but I have having severe problems with my sinuses that just kept me from writing. My nose was stuffy and runny, I couldn't stop sneezing, and I was developing a headache so I had to spend most of the day yesterday sleeping off the problem. Fortunately, it's passed and I'm back in writing shape now. Once again I want to thank HaretaSora for the descriptions of the Pride Troopers. Couldn't have finished this chapter without you, man. REVIEW, MY LOYAL READERS! REVIEW!

Pairing: Ranma x Harem

List of Girls: Marcarita, Cocotte, Heles, Towa, Chronoa/Supreme Kai of Time, Naomi(Ranma's former female side caused by the Jusenkyo curse), Kasumi Tendo, Shampoo(Xian Pu), Caulifla, and Kale

Possible Additional Choices: Nabiki Tendo, Kodachi Kuno, Ukyo Kuonji, Mirai Android 18, Android 21, Fasha, Zangya, Vados, and Cus.

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