The Eagle and the Dragon - II




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A fan fiction story revolving around the world of "Lois & Clark: The New
Adventures" and "Ranma 1/2." No infringement of ownership is meant. It is
just for fun.




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November 15th, 2017.




Ranma and Akane sat across from each other on their hotel floor on their
heads, legs and arms crossed as if they were sitting down. They both had a
calm, but very focused look as they meditated. Suddenly, the phone rang.
Ranma rolled off her head and walked over to the nightstand.

"Moshi moshi!" she said cheerfully. She listened for a moment and then
nodded. "Okay, we'll be there soon."

Akane rolled over to end up in a cross-legged position. "Who was that?"

"General Winston. He wants us to go to OZ Headquarters." Ranma shrugged as
she slipped her tight, lycra outfit on.

"Is this an unofficial visit?" Akane asked as she changed her own outfit.

"Well, Kasumi didn't want us to be publicly around while the three of 'us'
are in the United States. Well, unless we have to."

Soon they were winging over Washington, D.C. Both of them had minimized
their auras, so that most people would just ignore them. Not that it was
really hard, as the Ultra Secret Service had desensitized the populace to
people flying overhead. Red Hawk carried Retribution into a seedier, more
commercial district. She suddenly dove down a smokestack that was hidden
among other ones. This one was not belching forth soot or smoke and ended in
a room deep underground.

Down a short set of steps and a long concrete hall, they ended up in front
of very thick metal door and two soldiers. Each soldier carried the US's new
M-6A .50 caliber personal weapon for Ultra Soldiers and wore thick plate
armor painted in camouflage.

"Halt! Identify your self with the reader there!" the first soldier yelled
out.

"No need to yell! We can hear you fine!" Red Hawk groused as she fit in her
OZ ID card into the panel on the wall and looked into an optic scanner.
"Stupid peashooters," she mumbled very quietly. So quietly that only
Retribution could have overheard her.

The other girl followed suit with a small, hidden smile to her companion.

"Identities confirmed," a female voice said over the speakers. The door
opened behind the soldiers who snapped to attention.

As the door was closing behind them, one of the soldiers whispered to the
other, "Is it true that they are dykes?"

Red Hawk almost turned around to give them a piece of her mind, but
Retribution's hand on her shoulder stayed that. "Damn it. They shouldn't
talk about you like that!" she groused.

"It's pretty obvious that something is going on between us, you know. Even
the tabloids back home have figured it out," the black-haired girl noted as
they took an elevator down another level and walked down another concrete
corridor.

"Ah, ladies!" a younger man in a general's uniform said as he walked into
the lobby that would have been unremarkable on any military base. A young
looking scientist followed him. Her blonde hair was cut off at her
shoulders.

"General Winston. Dr. Newtrich," Red Hawk said in reply as she shook hands.
"It's been a little while."

"Glad to see that you could just drop in on this business," Winston said as
he led them to his office. Concrete walls were covered with wooden panels.
"Now, do you have any indications as to what this is really all about?"

"We haven't been privy to the Emperor's thoughts, but I feel he's trying to
get some help with the North Korean issue," Red Hawk said simply. "Things
are getting... tense."

"Their demands are outrageous, but holding enough weight within the
International Community that no one other than the United States seems
willing to stand up to them," Lucille noted. "I still think these Earth
First people are being bankrolled by the Eastern Block or the Chinese."

General Winston shook his head. "It doesn't add up. And their operatives
capabilities add up even less. Every single Earth First-er that we've caught
has not been enhanced. But we've caught them on tape doing super-human
feats. Yet when we catch that exact person, he's totally normal." He turned
to Red Hawk. "Is it possible that it is some martial arts thing?"

"I don't think so. I was involved in catching some of these guys in Japan.
None of them seemed extremely skilled," Red Hawk replied. She looked over at
Retribution.

The other girl nodded. "She's right. None of those guys were even black belt
level."

"I really hate a mystery that we can't seem to crack. They aren't enhanced;
they aren't super-martial artists. So what does that leave us?" Lucille said
loudly.

Retribution suddenly snapped her fingers. "Magic. Like that weird guy that
showed up during the investigation into the Neo Nazis."

"He claimed he was Merlin, Akane!" Ranma said with a frustrated tone as she
peeled her mask back over her head.

"You turn into a girl, remember?" Akane replied archly as she took off her
own mask.

The sometime-girl opened her mouth and shut it with a snap.

The blonde scientist sighed. "That doesn't really help us though. It's not
like we have anyone that we can contact about the occult."

Ranma and Akane shared a quick look that was not lost.

"Out with it, you two," the general commanded.

"You forgot Sailor Moon and her band of half-wits," the redhead explained.
"We could probably track them down at some point when we get home."

"You do owe her your life, Ranma." Akane sighed. "Joy. I wonder how much
property damage will happen this time?" she asked.




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"How is the plans to destroy the only threat to our design?" a dark haired
man asked as he entered a shadowy office.

The shorter man glared at the young seeming person that had just walked into
his office in Washington D.C. "Didn't anyone ever tell you that entering
without knocking is considered rude?"

"Yes, but I ignored that. I ignore a lot of things."

"The Chinese and Russians are forcing the United States into reneging on
their promise to protect Japan. Once that happens, the United States will
lose public support and show themselves as the weak cowards they are. World
War III will really start when Japan is fully subjected for 'Humanity's'
safety." Mad, dark eyes gleamed in triumph.

"And it's all going to come apart if you don't stop the Japanese Emperor
from following through with his mad plan with President Lee's help. Well
anyways, I'm off." And with that, he left the office as quickly as he
entered.

The shorter man just stared in shock. How did he do that? How did he have
such an uncanny ability to predict what the enemies of the Lancelot League
would do?




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A girl stepped out of the air into a hotel room. Her outfit consisted of
what appeared to be a odd uniform based on a Japanese school dress. Her dark
colored outfit and emerald green hair hinted at an unearthly origin.

"DON'T do that!" the blonde haired girl laying on the bed exclaimed. "And
you aren't supposed to be here anyways! You could blow our secret!"

"I'm sorry, my princess. But I had to come once I'd felt a chronal
disturbance."

Usagi gave the other Sailor Scout a hard look. "The storm again?"

"It must be. And it is now, in Washington D.C. that it is happening." Sailor
Pluto said enigmatically. "My Henshin Rod is attuned to those energies, even
if the key to the Gate of Time is still lost to me." Even though she looked
a bit younger than Usagi, Sailor Pluto radiated a cool aloofness that was
palpable.

"But I'm not here for anything important!" the blonde protested.

"Don't you mean you haven't been told that you are here for something
important?" Pluto replied archly.

Usagi glared at the most enigmatic Sailor Scout. "What do you mean by that?"

"More is going on here than it being said. Even I could see that. Read the
news paper, princess."

The 'princess' responded by opening the door and leaving even as she fumbled
for her music. Damn that girl and her allusions.

Usagi tapped the button on her ear-bud Micro-Mini Apple iPod, switching to
another song. She sighed as she spotted Kasumi Tendo approaching her seat in
the lobby of the hotel they had been staying in for the last three days. A
double tap turned off the iPod. "How may I help you today, Miss Tendo?" she
asked as she removed the pod and the matching earphone from her ears.

"Hello, Usagi! As a member of the Prime Minster's Office, I thought you
should be invited to this meeting," the oldest daughter of the Tendo clan
said in way of greeting.

"You know I'm just an intern, Miss Tendo."

"Yes, but you are the only official representative here of his government.
And this is a delicate matter," Kasumi countered.

"Kasumi, I was sent here because I'm not exactly liked by my office!" she
tried to protest.

"In that case, you may need to rethink your loyalties then," Kasumi said
softly. "We live in dangerous times and must take decisive action to save
all of our people."

The blonde young woman winced at that. "I guess I have no choice then." If
it hadn't been her idea to go into politics, Usagi would have wept in
frustration. What was a time-lost princess supposed to do in this age of
democracy and republicism, any ways? And a princess was just another sort of
governmental leader. It had seemed like such a good idea at the time!




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"We are facing a crisis that our peoples have never dreamed of before,"
Emperor Akihito said as soon as Usagi and Kasumi sat down. "President Lee,
Senator Schwarzenegger; I have sources within my government that believe
that we will probably capitulate to the New Warsaw members and hand over one
half of our Ultra Enhancement facilities by the end of January."

"This is not good at all," the aging president replied. "The United States
will have to be seen to respond to this or construed as weakening in our
protection of all of our allies. This could lead to attacks all over the
world."

Usagi suddenly licked her lips nervously. This did not sound at all like a
'State Visit' that she had been told about. The wind of fate was blowing
coldly. Her voice of the past was speaking to her, telling her of the dire
changes in the making of this room.

Emperor Akihito continued, "I understand your government's position, Mr.
President. You will be constrained by popular opinion here and abroad.
Action must be taken to draw our people's together. Our leadership has lost
sight of their purpose in defending our land. And they still resent that you
defeated us after the last, great war."

President Lee stood up and walked to the windows. "We can not force your
government in this matter. If they give 'up' those facilities, we will not
be able to directly intervene. The moneys that you have invested in those
for your own people will be lost to your enemies, who will see you as even
weaker foes to be destroyed."

"Yes, this is how I see the tapestry of the future unfolding. Drastic steps
must be undertaken."

"Drastic steps?" Usagi squeaked out.

"I have a proposal for Japan to join the United States." The emperor seemed
to wilt back into his seat.

"I... am a bit confused. What do you mean exactly?" Senator Schwarzenegger
asked in total shock.

"That Japan be brought into your union of states, so that we might not be
forsaken in our darkest hour."

"You want Japan to become part of the United States of America?" he asked
incredulously.

"Exactly. We have enjoyed increased goodwill for many years. The United
States has treated us fairly in this new century. This is the only way I can
see both of our people surviving this new, dark age."




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A figure watched from the shadows outside the building. "Red Hawk to
Retribution. I have a bomber trying to walk in the front door! Moving to
intercept." With that, Red Hawk suddenly blurred into superhuman speeds,
snatching the triggering mechanism from the man's hands.

"The infidels do protect their Emperor! It is as we were told!" the bomber
said. He started laughing maniacally.

"Um, you do realize that I just disarmed-" Red Hawk started to say, only to
be interrupted by the explosives he was carrying going off with thunderous
power. The Ultra Enhanced girl was at ground zero of the blast and knocked
senseless by the attack.

Retribution appeared at just that moment. "Red Hawk!" Thank god she appeared
to be fine if stunned. What did the Earth First people gain by blowing up
outside? With suddenness that seemed shocking, she turned and scanned with
her X-Ray vision, seeing commando-garbed men charging in the back entrance
from the sewers. "It's an assassination plot!"

"Go! Don't wait for me!" Red Hawk said groggily. "Protect the President and
the Emperor." She closed her eyes in concentration. She had to recover more
quickly.

Retribution charged back into the hotel and ran up the stairs before people
even started to evacuate due to the fire alarms. She burst into the room in
the face of all of the guns in the room, only to see that the President was
gone. "The President?"

"Evacuated by the Ultra Service," Kasumi said, even as she checked her hand
gun with .50 caliber depleted uranium rounds. The Desert Eagle had become
the choice of weapons for body guards. "We need to get the emperor to the
safe room and then off the premises!"

The door kicked in again suddenly, as a different group of assassins burst
in while firing their weapons. "Kill the Jap scum!" screamed one of them as
he gunned down an aid to Senator Schwarzenegger.

Without thinking, Kasumi and Retribution had interposed themselves between
the gunmen and their emperor, bullets bouncing harmlessly off of them.

"Retribution, is it? Kill that woman for us!" said a bigger man as he held
up a pendant that glowed with ominous light.

"What?" Kasumi managed to get out before getting hit by Retribution's full
power. To no effect, surprising everyone but herself, Akane and the emperor.
Kasumi blinked in shock then scowled in anger. "Sorry," she said softly
before unleashing a full-power haymaker into her younger sister. Retribution
exited the building through the roof at barely subsonic speed.

"Wha-?" the man with the mind controlling amulet exclaimed, just before his
hand was seared with heat vision, forcing him to drop the crystal amulet.
"Rising Sun? But you are supposed to be hideous!"

"Never mind! Burn!" yelled another assassin as he held up his clenched fist
as incandescent flames licked out towards the more normal humans.

And Usagi screamed!

White light lit the entire room as the flames and everything stopped.
Floating in the air, Sailor Moon took in the situation. The crystal brooch
at her throat continued to pulse with her life force.

"This is wrong! Those tools were not meant to be abused this way!" Sailor
Moon said in a voice that was hers, but not. With a wave of her hand, the
flame was snuffed out. With a wave of her other hand, glowing artifacts of
power teleported from their places on four of the assassins. "You will no
longer be able to sell your fear and terror after this!"

That was the last thing she said before she collapsed back into plain old
Usagi just as time started back up.

Kasumi blew out her hastily sucked breath to knock over the assassins. Where
had the flames gone? She could have sworn she saw a flash of light, but now
nothing. Her resolve turned grim as she blurred into super speed and knocked
unconscious the remaining thugs. She took a breath or two to calm herself
down as she checked out the area. Luckily, the emperor was only stunned from
the whole affair. She was reaching down to help him back to his feet when
she heard a 'click'.

Reacting instantly, eyes glowing in preparation to blast anything with heat
vision, she turned right into the cameras just as they flashed.




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"How could it fail?" the short man in the darkened office. "We took
everything into account!"

"Idiot! What about Moon Dictator from the histories you know about! The
readings are clear! She is behind this and every other major failure of
intelligence! It's obvious that she is orchestrating this whole thing to
take control of the Kryptonian Enhancement Process!" the other man responded
in anger. "Now they have captured four of your people that you can't let
talk at all! She is protected from my sight!"

"They won't talk!" the short man proclaimed.

"Just like they wouldn't fail?"


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