Hey, Ryouga!
<What!>
Read this for me, please.
<Hmph.  Okay.  Let's see . . . Disclaimer-Ranma, grrr,  and all related
	characters were created by Rumiko Takahashi and do not belong 
	to the author of this story.  X-Factor and all related characters 
	belong to Marvel Comics.  Don't sue me.  Why would they sue me?>
It means me.
<Oh.> Shrugging. <This story takes place sometime in Ranma, I'm not 
	sure when.  It as for X-Factor, it takes place back in the good   
       old days, when Peter David wrote and it was funny, some time     
       before The X-Cutioner's Song.>
Thanks Ryouga-kun.  Now don't get too lost.  I may need you again       
       later.
<Uh . . . yeah . . . sure.>
Now that you know (and knowing is half the battle) all of this _vital_ 
	information, on with the story!

1/2 Factor
A S.P.A.M. production

X-Factor/Ranma 1/2 crossover
	Prologue

Open to two shadowy figures.
	*Bored? * says the first.  It is the voice of a young man.
	*That's an understatement, * grumbled the second.  This voice 
sounded the same age as the first but female.
	*You were the one who chose this time line to watch, * chuckled 
the man.
	*I know . . . but everything has gotten so predictable lately!  
Very few of the main groups are interesting at all anymore!  They all 
act the same.  Even the time travelers are copies of  each other! *
	*That bad?* Vigorous nodding. *Hmmm . . .  why don't you throw a 
kink in?  I mean if what you say is true, the time line is already 
corrupted.  Whatever you do can't be any worse. *
	*Weeeeeeellllllllllll . . . heh, I even have an idea. * She 
giggles. *This'll be good . . . you may want to watch this. * Giggles 
again and starts talking to the screen as she adjusts an oddly shaped 
control panel that had just appeared. *I'm sorry Jamie . . .  just 
because I'm doing this to you doesn't mean I dislike you.  In fact, I 
like you enough to take notice of you.  Just relax and you'll be fine . 
. . *
	*What are you going to do?* asks the man.
	*You'll see . . . *

	Cut to a park.  Verdant grass contrasts with a brilliant blue sky 

as the bright sun shines down on the parks inhabitants.  On such a 
beautiful day, the battle taking place in its environs seemed vastly 
displaced.  Energy blasts flashed through the air.  Loud �BOOM's echoed 
as man mountains clashed.  A feral growl was heard as deadly claws were 
utilized.
	 All the combatants are paired off with and opponent.  Focus on 
Multiple Man as he reaches out and sucks in several dupes with a �POK.' 

At his feet was Tempo who had been, until a few seconds ago, holding 
Quicksilver in the wavering bonds of her time distortion field.  Not 
having expected the abrupt change, he shot off into the distance. There 
was a brief flash of light, not incredibly bright, which left, when it 
receded, 
a 
young woman.  The young woman grabbed Multiple Man's arm and studied 
him closely.
	"What the . . . " he exclaims.
	"You'll do!" she declared, grabbing him by the arm.  "Next stop, 
China."  With a brief flash, both vanished.  Only Peitro, who was 
returning from his �trip,' noticed, the others being too caught up in 
their own fights to see the disappearance.  However, before he could 
alert anyone to the event, he was attacked by Reaper and could do 
nothing.

	Open to a familiar valley, whose floor is dotted with a myriad of 

springs in all sizes and shapes.  More numerous than the springs were 
the bamboo poles rising from the glassy surfaces of the water.  Some 
springs supported one, some many, and from a very few rose none at all.
	The guide sat, as was his habit, looking out over the springs.  
Suddenly, there was a flash and two figures appeared above one familiar 

looking spring.  The woman released her hold on the man and he fell, 
screaming, into the water.
	"Ooooo.  That spring quite popular lately," remarked the guide 
smoking his pipe.
	Jamie groggily began to stand up after his recent plunge into the 

water.  There is something different about him, something not right, 
but we cannot tell what it is yet.
	"Now to the final destination," the woman said grabbing the back 
of Jamie's trenchcoat.
	In a flash they are gone.

*That was mean.  Curses are tough to deal with. * comments the man upon 
the woman's return.
*He'll be fine.  He's made of quite tough stuff."
*But he doesn't know any Japanese! *
	The woman leans over and pushes several buttons.
*Now he does . . . Don't worry about him.  I even sent him to people 
who can help him with the curse. *

Open scene showing only a heap of brown and blue.
	A young woman with short black hair dressed in a school uniform 
walked up and looks concerned.  She knelt down and began to shake the 
unconscious form gently.
	"Hey.  Hey! Are you okay?"
	"Mphhhh!  Cut it out Rhane.  I'll get up in a minute.  Tell �Lex 
to keep his shorts on . . . " Jamie rolled over to reveal some . . .  
changes.
	The black haired young woman looked perplexed for a moment.  Then 
she tried again.  "Look, miss, you shouldn't be in the middle of the 
street like this."
	"What!?!  I'm not a miss!"  Jamie shot up at the sound of �his' 
voice.  It was distinctively higher than it had been when he had last 
heard himself speak.  Dread covering his face, he looked down to see . 
. .  breasts.  
Naturally, he did what any semi-normal male would have done at this 
point.  He passed out.
	"Oh!  I can't leave this poor girl here!"
	So Akane lifted Jamie's unconscious body over her shoulder and 
headed home.

	End Prologue

Sariah DeGidio
ddegidio@ix.netcom.com