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Ranma 1/2
Untitled (Because I haven't thought of a good title yet--duh!)








        "Ranma!" the female voice calls to me. "Look out!"

         The warning almost came too late. Still, I managed to throw
myself out of the way before the creature's projectiles could make swiss
cheese out of me. I ended up eating dirt, but that was better than the
alternative. I rolled to my feet as the creature's henchman surrounded
me, lashing out with a spin kick to back them up and give me some
breathing space.

        "How're ya doin'?" I call to my companion, a crack of thunder
and lightning accompanying my question. I hope that means it won't rain.
I really don't like the rain.

         She flashes me a brief smile, before dragging out her mallet
and smashing three of the strange, grey, humaniond creatures into the
ground. Her hand-to-hand skills aren't that good, but very few can match
her when she's wielding her chosen weapon. I wasn't really worried,
because she had other tricks up her sleeves as well.

         Then I've no more time for pondering, as I have my own problems
to deal with.

         Two of the six grey foot soldiers that are surrounding me, move
into attack. Their punches and kicks are easily blocked and dodged, and
I counter attack by striking their most vulnerable point, the `Z'
medallion on their chest. After a couple of impacts, it's enough to
cause them to explode into pieces.

         Then there are suddenly no more grey guys to deal with.
However, the feeling that something is horribly wrong still buzzes in my
mind.

         "Ranma!" she calls again, worry etched heavily in her voice.
"Look!"

         I jerk around and see the head demon floating high in the air,
an unconscious  hostage in his hands. I snarl at the disfigured creature
and prepare to attack, but a paw on my arm stops me. I detect the
shaking of my companion's head in my peripheral vision, and reluctantly
power down.

        "Let Trunks go!" I yelled to the armoured mutant porcine.

        "Not likely!" Fudgiepig replies. I knew it's name because, we'd
run into the creature before. "If you want him back, you know where to
find him!"

         And then he's gone, teleporting away in a flash of light.

        "Damn it!" I swear, striking the ground with a ki-enhanced
punch. The shockwave collapses a nearby alread-ruined building, but I
don't care. "They got him! After all we've been through and they take
him, just like that!"

         I feel that familiar paw on my shoulder again, accompanied by
that soothing female voice that's become a comfort to me in these
hardened and hopeless times. "You can't blame yourself, Ranma. You've
already done more thant anyone has thought possible. In fact, if it
wasn't for you, none of us would be here."

         Her words have a grain of truth, but I'd been through too much,
killed too many people, that the feelings I held inside were as dead as
the blackened and charred landscape around us. My thoughts matched the
sickly purple skie, marred only by the greenish-grey clouds above.

         I sigh, and look back to give my companion a wan smile.
"Thanks, Babs. Let's get everyone else together and move out." We'd been
attacked almost everyday by the queen's demons and henchmen, so just
because they had captured one of our own, didn't mean they wouldn't
attack again. "Are you hurt?"

         She smiles and shakes her head, and I know that means she's
okay. She's been through so much as it is, having lost an eye on Earth
#15, which was many dimensions ago. She now sports a black eyepatch over
her right eye that she wears like a badge of honor.








         I picked her up on the 2nd Earth I visited, ever since the
Queen appeared and lay siege to my Earth. Apparently, a lunar mission
launched by the Americans awakened an evil that was lying dormant on the
moon. It didn't take the rest of Earth to realize what was happening,
once the USA lost contact with the astronauts. In no time, She appeared
in the sky with her hideous demons and mutants, and began her assault.
The vast majority of Earth's countries were conquered within days, weeks
at the most. The US held out the longest, last I heard they were still
putting up a fight.

         So were we.

         When they hit Japan, I tried to fight them as well. I wasn't
alone, with my pop, Ryoga, Ukyo, the Amazons, and even Happosai lending
a hand. We held them off for awhile, until the Queen herself arrived to
deal with us personally. We almost had her, but it was ruse. She killed
half of our group with a powerful spell, and created a portal that tried
to suck Akane in when she got within striking distance of the Queen.

         A the last second, I managed to move get my beaten body moving
and push her out of the way, but that meant I got sucked in instead. It
turned out to be an inter-dimensional portal, and landed me in a
parallel world. The creatures there were interesting, intelligent
beasts, waging a war for survival of their own. The best I could figure
out, was something about losing a basketball game. I never did find out
what it was all about, and Babs gets all quiet and meloncholy when I
bring it up. Seems she has painful memories of losing good friends as
well.

         Naturally I got drawn into their war on the side of the
resistance, and that's where I met Babs. Of course she being female, she
had a jealous boyfriend that saw me as a threat, due to a
misunderstanding. Babs tried to stop him, but we had a fight and Buster
was killed. I didn't mean to, but he was going berserk or something.

         In the end, I told Babs that I was trying to get back home and
she offered to give me a ride out of their world. They were losing their
war and were planning on fleeing to another dimension anyway. I couldn't
believe they possessed inter-dimensional travel, until she demonstrated
by pulling out a black hole and slapping it on a wall. We used that
method to escape, and in gratitude for my help in getting the rest of
her people out, Babs went with me to help me save my own world.

         That was twenty-odd worlds and 4 years ago, mostly pretty
hellish places, though we did meet a few traveling companions and
friends on the way. On one of those, we met a dying mother who told us
to take her son, Trunks, with us. Her world was being destroyed by
androids and she wanted her  He seemed pretty upset to leave, but her
mom knew it was for the best.







         Babs cups her hands around her mouth. "Usa! Stephen! Let's go!"

        "I... AM... COMING... BABS... RANMA," comes the electronic voice
of my third companion.

         In no time, he rolls into view from another burned out
building, his hoverchair bristling with weaponry. It was a normal
electronic wheelchair in the universe we found him in, but Stephen was
able to modify it with more powerful technology as we traversed
dimensions. His reasons for coming with us was just scientific
curiosity, I think. He's always studying the new technology we come
across, and he's also our resident wormhole and inter-dimensional
specialist. It was he who finally managed to atune Babs's black hole
skill to get us back to my homeworld.

         Or what was left of it. The city we're in now was once Tokyo,
but now it's mostly of a collection of dead structures, eerily silent.
The Queen's army has managed to dominate most of the globe and I've yet
to find any of my old friends, or even... Akane. But I won't give up.
Rita's gonna pay for all she's done to my world and my friends.

        "You seen Usa?" I ask him.

        "WE... GOT... SEPERATED... IN... THE... ATTACK," he replies.
"SORRY."

        "Not your fault," I tell him.

        "USA!" Babs calls in her special loud voice, then perks her
long, pink ears up, listening intently for a response. She's got the
best hearing out of all of us.

         Apparently she does hear something, because her head suddenly
snaps in one direction and she takes off in that bounding, running gait
that I've become familiar with. Me and Stephen keep follow right behind,
until she stops under the smoking wreckage of a building and begins to
dig, another specialty of her species. I lend a hand, while two robotic
hands pop out of Stephen's techno-chair and begin to lift heavy wooden
and steel beams and rubble out of the way.

        "Usa!" I call as I toss several boards away. "Are you in there?"
For once, I'm gratified to hear that whiny, female voice in reply, even
if it is muffled. I can't make out any words, but at least I know she's
still alive. We've lost too many people over the years as it is.

         Mixed into the rubble, I notice several dozen broken, pink
hearts, evidence of what collapsed the building. Usa must have been
careless in her aiming and brought the roof down on top of her head
while trying to hit her enemies.

         It takes us several minutes, but we manage to dig the young,
11-year-old girl out. I breath a sigh of relief when I see her twin
pony-tailed, pink hair poke out of the wreckage, the rest of her quickly
following. Her blue and white fuku is torn and dirty as we pull her out,
and she has several bloody cuts on her legs and arms. Babs begins to
bandage her, and in no time she's ready to travel once more.

         In a way I feel sorry for her. She was in pretty bad shape when
we found her on Earth #10, or was it #9? Her friends were all girls,
some kind of superheroes that were protecting the weak, until something
more powerful began to take them out. All we could do was take Usa with
us, at the behest of the blond girl. I never did get her name, though
Usa had called her `mom'. She's a brave girl, nonetheless, and not a bad
fighter.

         It's a good thing too. We're going to need every advantage and
help if we're going to defeat Rita and rescue Trunks.



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Author's notes:

Ranma. A Tiny Toon. A quadriplegic scientist. A whiny magical girl.

Evil doesn't stand a chance!

Should I continue this? Does someone else want to continue this?