This idea is from Donny Cheng's Life and Times series (which I
really love) when he added the Wheel of Times series into it. Thanks
agian.

    I've cleaned up the prologue a bit and tried to for chapter 1 but I
never was good at that sort of stuff so please tell me for any
grammarical face faults.

C&C and all that other stuff welcomed

Standard Disclaimer:  All characters portrayed in this story are the
property of their respective creators and companies. (Especially Tor
since it's pratically right in my backyard.)

     Untitled (Draft) [Any sugestions?]

    Wheel of Time series(Crown of swords)
                    And
        Ranma 1/2 series

Keys
*(thoughts)*

Prologue

 Spanning the stars of the night, flows of energy weave into its target.
Inside a tent lay a woman, young compared to her real age. Shifting
uncomfortably back and forth, she wasn�t in the best of moods from the
reflection on her face. Dreams can do that to you. A person�s dreams is
often a pleasurable experience though confusing, but sometimes like now,
it is down right horrifying, those are referred as nightmares.

 Gleemens have told for the longest that there is no worst sight then
the eyes of a myrddraal, a fade, known by many names and as they say to
looking into its eyes is to know fear. Siuan Sanche, known for her
recent dethroning as the Amyrlin did little better then anyone else. The
cold, utter hatred stare of a fade is as terrifying as the first time it
was experienced, Aes Sedai or not.

 It moved with the blackness of the scenery, the fade seemed to fade out
every so often blending in completely with the darkness, but not enough
to know it wasn�t there. It kept moving towards her, never wavering,
staring with those soulless eyes ready to kill. It had an exposed blade
out, a wicked blade as dark as everything else on the shadowspawn, but
the outline of the blade was always clearly visible striking fear into
its opponent.

 Siuan was not inexperienced, she knew what to do in the face of a
shadowspawn, but given the situation, panic flowed through her and she
took a step back, then another, and another. Finally some sense got back
to her, she tried to use her powers, quickly if not fumbling in doing so
weaving a barrier of air to hold the fade. Power that flowed through her
and making the weaves of air as thick as she could manage to wrap around
the fade. Still the fade seemed effected little if none at all. From
Siuan�s point of view it almost seem to smile at the feeble attempt.

 Reevaluating her efforts, Siuan deposed of the idea of air and opted
quickly with fire. Channeling with all of her will, a bright stream of
fire flew from her hands at the shadowspawn as she shouted, �Die!� To
her fear the fire trickled down and vanished in front of the fade as if
some invisible barrier just squelched the stream. Siuan went wide eyes
at this, and mentally cursed to the unknown.

 The fade seemed to slow down, but little else was done as the storm of
fire continued to flow towards it. *How can this be happening, my power
isn�t what is was but it should of died. Died! * Siuan took a step back
trying to compensate for the fade�s forward motion never letting up the
blazing hot fire. Renewed panic and fear struck her with vengeance as
the situation rapidly spun out of control. *Stay back! Die burn you,
DIE!*

 On the other side of the pitch black plane, if you can call it that, is
of little better scene. A young boy faced off his latest opponent. Ranma
Saotome of the Anything Goes Martial Arts was doing badly in his fight
with the black cloaked thing. It was more like a struggle then a fight
as it currently had a firm iron grip on him. He kicked and fought but it
did little to free himself. What frightened him most was the deathly
stare of the creature, but being Ranma Saotome he had worst. Normal men
even abnormal men would cringe at the sight of a fade�s stare, but Ranma
while still frightened had worst then the creature ever could produce,
namely Akane�s cooking smelled, tasted, looked, and probably was more
dangerous then the creature could be. But that didn�t matter now, he
clenched his teeth putting all his strength to release the grip from his
opponent. *I�m not gonna loose to a thing like you! LET me go, damn
you!*

 Siuan efforts were having effects on her. She was channeling with every
ounce of strength she can manage and beyond that, her hold on the one
power was weakening. The strand of power that connected her to Sadiar
was strung high. Slowly it was breaking apart, but that didn�t matter as
much as what was still coming toward her. Then it broke; the strain from
her channeling broke apart. The connection to the One Power snapped like
strands holding a mad horse. All thoughts were forgotten. Siuan
desperately tried to catch the fleeing string of power that was flying
away. *No, NO, not this NO! * Fumbling hopelessly, it was like holding
on to a squirming wet kingfish with no avail.

 Ranma sight was starting to blur. His strength was gradually
decreasing. The grip of the creature seemed to get tighter and tighter.
It was squeezing the life out of him. Then in the corner of his eye
something appeared, a tint of light, like a rope of some sort,
desperately he tried to reach for it. *Come on, Ranma Saotome never
gives up!*

 Siuan would have dubbed the situation �Slipped off the boat and trying
to get back on� if she had the luxury. Grabbing the strand that gave her
to ability to channel was the only thought on her mind. Every time she
thought she had it, it just wriggled right now. In a final attempt she
mentally stretched with all her might and grabbed it...it seemed to grab
her also.

 Ranma finally got a grip on the light rope that he saw, it almost
seemed to leap at him a little and pulled. *Got it!*

 Siuan pulled and she pulled, it almost seemed like a hand now and with
that she lifted her self towards it. An image seemed to form from the
strand, almost like a body...a male body. *What the...*

 Siuan�s eyes shot awake. Sweat covered her face and likely the rest of
her body. She quickly sat upright and the only thought on her mind
was... *It was a dream, all a dream... It was so real; it�was a
nightmare. * The last thought almost felt like a relief.  Cursing
herself for unknown reasons, she went into deep thought of what it
meant. *My stilling, the stilling was probably why she had the
nightmare. The fear that I would lose my powers again... Burn you
Elaida!* Her rage quickly died out as new emotions seemed to slip into
her mind. Much like her own thought but the feeling wasn�t the same, it
was different. She couldn�t describe it was odd and it seemed to be in a
particular direction.

 Ranma awoke with frenzy. *A nightmare...* He was confused as anyone
else that just had a nightmare. It was a vivid dream, but not all that
uncommon when you are Ranma Saotome, nightmares and real life weren�t
all that different. He soon shrugged off as being another �Someone is
going to kill you� nightmare and looked at his surroundings. *Funny, the
forest looked different from yesterday* Some of the more obvious things
were that it seemed much hotter then last night and the leaves looked
more withered on the trees. But those thoughts quickly subsided with new
ones, very faint, something unfamiliar to him. He seemed to look off
into a direction, something was there, but again it had been hampered
with greater thoughts of food. *Man, I�m hungry.*

 In some unknown place a figure stood glazing over the distance and
appears to be in deep thought. *My plans seems to be going nicely* As
almost always events seemed to be the doings of some being and their
plans. *They should make a good match up, though I have to admit there
are better choices then Ranma in this world. Besides the fact that I�m
Pro Ranma (just have to love him). He does have some of the
qualifications for the job. Now to continue with my plans* Though the
figure did do all this, It really didn�t have further plans or have any
experience with this type of stuff but you have to start somewhere. *Oh,
this is going to be fun* and with that last thought it opened a portal
and disappeared.

   End Prologue

Chapter 1

 The blazing morning sun shone into the sky over a withering forest. A
boy sat in deep thoughts all the while searching his faithful backpack
for a filling breakfast. He looked about seventeen, black hair, tied in
a pigtail. A very handsome boy with crystal blue eyes and of course the
build of a martial artist. Ranma Saotome was confused. Everything felt
so weird, but then lately everything was confusing. Recent events had
turned his already confused life even more confusing. He had been
shunned out, not that it hasn�t happened before, but it wasn�t serious
last time. It had been pondered over many times before and now seemed
little more then a nagging memory. �I�m running a bit low� he muttered,
noticing the food supply was vanishing. *I wondered how much money I
still have left.*

 Breakfast was pretty good to a starving Ranma, given his talent for
cooking even knowing he would turn someone in to pulp if that someone
ever mentions it. With stomach filled, he became more aware of his other
thoughts and feelings. The first was where was he. *This can�t be the
same place I was last night.* The whole place felt weird to say the
least. Withered trees were everywhere, dried and wrinkled. The land
seemed not to have rained in months and with the heat to match it. It
was not a pretty sight.

 The second thought puzzled Ranma to no end. He felt other emotions
different from his own, like it was not his.  It was a faint. Confusion
seemed to be the strongest he felt. The origin of the emotions pointed
in the direction he was now facing. *There is probably a reasonable
explanation for this. Like going back in time or some wizard sending me
somewhere because Pop ate his dinner or something* With a sigh, Ranma
went in that direction.

 Siuan Sanche, the youngest Amyrlin to have ever lived, or at least in
the tower with the present one was even younger. Her life had been stood
on its head ever since that meeting with the Dragon Reborn. Many things
changed besides her now youthful face. She had been the most powerful
Aes Sedai to now one of the lowest, the highest in rank and back down.
The first woman to be cured of stilling that anyone every heard of.

Siuan thought she had faced everything that the pattern can weave her
into, but again something new and unheard of wiggles right to her. Her
thoughts and emotions were in turmoil. She felt something that wasn�t
possible. The feeling of a bonded man that had been long dead was
unheard of. *Alric� it can�t be�* Alric, Siuan�s warder, long dead when
she had been dethroned. She had seen him die, felt him die, and cried
many nights for that.

 �He�s dead, it can�t be�.�wide eyed, she spoke softly to herself. *I
can�t be feeling him, could I? Maybe�no� there was no other I could have
bonded with. But he�s dead!* She was sure of her memories at least,
there was no knowledge of her bonding with another man since that day.
*Maybe it was an effect of stilling and brought back. No it can�t be�can
it?* Siuan tried to think, there had to be some explanation to this.
*Leane! She would have felt something too.* Barely getting dress, she
scurried out the tent opening seeking for answers.

 Leane and Siuan former Keeper and Amyrlin had a plan to pretend to hate
each other, but that was far from Siuan�s mind right now. Dodging past
women, she felt worried to no end, but decades of Aes Sedai taught her
to better mask that. Deep in her own worries, Siuan almost ran over a
body when it hit her. In front of her was the Youngest Amyrlin to lived,
complete with the seven colors of the Amyrlin�s sole. �Mother� mentally
and physically, she calmed herself all while mentally giving herself a
good kick in the bottom for being so childish.
 �Is something the matter Siuan? You seemed worried to the point of
running me over.� Egwene, now Amyrlin looked at her.

 �Nothing is the matter, Mother.� Siuan calmly replied with Aes Sedai
serenity. *Nothing  much just my dead warder coming back to haunt me!
Maybe I�m going crazy.*  �I�m going to Leane to ask her something, do
you know where she might be Mother?�

 Egwene blinked and quickly leaned closer to Siuan. �Is something really
the matter? You two are not to be seen with each other.� Her voice
lowered to a whisper. *Well I will find out later�* �I have something to
speak to you daughter.� She motioned Siuan to follow her into the tent.

 �I just got this last night.� Egwene pulled out a folded letter, �It�s
from a message from our group. They ask for you Siuan, want to you to go
to Caemlyn. There was no reason mention.� Taking a breath to ready
herself, Egwene continued, �Siuan I have no idea what this means. Do
they have some intention for you or maybe it is all a trick� maybe
Moghedien is� I don�t know Siuan.�

 Siuan was featureless, while she calmly listened to all this. �I know
nothing that could pull me to Caemlyn. It�s up to you mother.� *Caemlyn,
why in the light must I go there?*

 �All the same Siuan I need you here. I will see if anymore information
comes. Becareful Siuan, if it�s Moghedien�� Egwene�s voice trailed off
not needing to explain further.

Little things needed to be discussed more and Siuan left in search of
Leane. *First Alric and now Caemlyn, could this be Moghedien�s revenge?*
Things always get more confusing for Siuan in the time of the Dragon
Reborn.

In the streets of Caemlyn, Ranma was quite annoyed. The whole way here,
there was not a drop of water on the road. That was except the splash of
water on the now her. When he went up to a guy in a wagon asking for
directions, the guy accidentally spilled his water bag on him. The guy
fainted of course, but luckily he�d told him there was a city near by at
the end of the road. Then in the city the now female Ranma found out
something or someone had transported her to a different time and a
different place. *This does not look like Japan even if it�s a different
time.*

Ranma thought she was in a pretty bad situation. *At least I speak the
language.* He shuddered with the thought of the many times the lack
communication led to big headaches. The place looked like some western
movie with knights in shinning armor and stuff, obvious with all the
guards around, and the large palace that he could see even before he
reached the gates.

Looking around, Ranma tried to loosen up a little. *It�s not all that
bad, not like I got anywhere to go anytime soon.* Still she wanted to go
back to the place she had slept yesterday. *First thing to do is to get
rid of whatever is happening to me and go back to�China. I need to find
the cure for my curse.* With that settled she now went in search of the
temporary cure, hot water.

 Spotting a tavern, it seemed the best choice for hot water then any
place else around. So Ranma casually strolled in with a now slightly
oversized pack from the result of the curse. As usual there were stares
and whistling. Some not because of the backpack but rather a pretty face
and some other looked at parts. She had all that before. Doing her best
impression of �One more look and I kill you� stare, people quickly
looked elsewhere.

Siuan was confused, annoyed, and furious. Leane had mocked her about the
situation.

Leane(V.o.): Why Siuan, I didn�t know you wanted a warder so badly. You
should have became a green, with that sly mind of yours. You�re quicker
to think of bonding then me.

More emotions flowed through her. She was certain it came with the
mysterious bond that had inflicted her. All of a sudden it tripled
breaking down the mental barriers that kept her cool. The worse part was
the confusion caused her to back down from Leane like a little accepted
to an Aes Sedai.

It took her a couple of minutes to control the boiling emotions, but the
feelings of the bond were as strong as ever. *This can�t be happening!
Oh Light I�m going crazy.* Siuan made up her mind, she had to find out
the source of the bond and strangely or rather not so much, it came from
Caemlyn. *It has to be in Caemlyn, the two events are too closely tied.*
Trying to compose herself, she stalked off to find Egwene.


Egwene wasn�t far off when Siuan came up to her. �What is it daughter?�
Siuan had one of those looks that meant something demoralizing happened.
*Maybe Sheriam gave her a hard time again*

�I ask to goto Caemlyn, Mother.� Siuan tried her best to keep that Aes
Sedai calmness. It wasn�t the emotions this time that worried her. It
was the fact that she would have to explain to Egwene.

Scurrying the conversation off to the side from prying ears. Siuan began
her explanation with Egwene�s eyes going wider with every sentence. �I
see�� Egwene sounded almost scared. There were certain problems if this
story got out. �I will make you a gateway to Caemlyn and make up a some
excuse for the Hall. Becareful, the whole situation cries of danger.�

Siuan gave a nod. �I will hurry back as fast as I can Egwene.� Little
more was said.

A now male Ranma walked the streets again. While in female form the
emotions got thicker, much more thicker. It spooked him, this never
happened before. He became more aware of anger and confusion while in
girl form and was all too happy when the hot water went into effect. He
also felt like he was being watched. But between the pool of emotions,
thoughts, and clothing he wore, he couldn�t tell for sure.

�Man, this is got to be the weirdest yet.� Ranma swore to himself. One
good part was the spot of those foreign emotions suddenly got closer, a
lot closer. Somehow he could feel she was close. *I wonder why I call it
a she?*

Siuan came out of the stable in Caemlyn. The trip was short via
traveling. The bond was also close and headed towards her. She almost
jumped with nervousness from who it might be. *Alric please be you.*

Suddenly pain came; much pain. Siuan fell to the ground from a blow to
the head. Fighting unconsciousness, she barely kept her eyes open as her
attacker dragged her into the alley. She tried to get up, but all her
strength went to keep consciousness.

Ranma felt a stab of pain. Somehow whoever it was, was in trouble.
Without a second thought he leaped and sped to her from the rooftops.
*She�s in trouble, gotta get to her!*

There were five grizzly men circled around Siuan�s body. Each had a
fairly deadly weapon at hand, clubs, knifes, and the sort. �She�s on of
those Aes Sedai witches. Kill her!� one said. �She doesn�t look like an
Aes Sedai,� said another. �They mean to control the Dragon Reborn. Kill
all Aes Sedai witches and anyone with them!� put in the third. The made
their decision with that as everyone prepared to kill.

Siuan would have screamed if she could. All she could do was watch them
come closer. Suddenly a red and black blur came into view followed by a
�Oof� and a hard drop to the pavement. �Nobody is touching her!� a male
voice said.

*Alric�* She felt it, the bond came from him. A view of his back could
only be seen for Siuan; sleeveless shirt of red, loose fitting pants,
and braided black hair. The group only growled as the attack begun.
Knifes and clubs swung at him, but he moved with lightning speed,
dodging and counterattacking with deadly accuracy. The five would be
attackers fell all with pain followed by unconsciousness from their
non-weaponed opponent.

Ranma looked back at the source of his worries. The girl seemed to be
trying to get up. He could tell she was in pain. She took a quite a blow
to the head. Picking up his pack on the floor and the girl, he leaped up
to the rooftop to a safer place.

Siuan tried to scream yet again as her savior jumped to the rooftop and
sped away with her and at high speed at that. *This can�t be Alric. Who
is he? I never seen him before in my life.* The young boy she now saw
was definitely not her dead warder. But with all the denial she could
feel the bond with him. There was no doubt she had gotten a warder.

Putting her down, Ranma saw a young girl, maybe a few years older then
him. She was very pretty with blue eyes and dark hair down to her
shoulders. Even with a few screams of �Put me down!� he felt she was
confused.

Finding a small medical kit from his pack he decided to ask �How are
ya?� while trying to tend to the wound on her head. She wriggled a bit,
but accepted.

�Who are you?� Siuan asked in an infamous Aes Sedai tone, cold and
demanding. *He not Alric, who is he. How did I get a bond with him?* The
boy was very handsome, lean, muscled, and aged around seventeen or so.
Also very deadly from the show he putted for her.

�Urr�name�s Ranma.� He tried to act polite as possible. Didn�t want to
think he was crazy by blabbering out his feelings towards her. �Yours?�

�Siuan Sedai� Siuan replied calmly. Ranma blinked at that.

�Nice to meet�cha Siuan. Umm hey I know it crazy, but�� Ranma was
abruptly cut off by Siuan�s cold stare.

�I am Aes Sedai. � Siuan said coldly showing her golden serpent ring,
all the while staring daggers at him. *Why that insolent boy! Bad enough
the others look down at me, but my own warder!*

Ranma backed away a bit, feeling anger from the Aes Sedai. �Umm�sure,
umm Siuan Sedai.� He didn�t know what he had said to put his foot in his
mouth, but he could visibly see the anger on her with that last comment.

�I should teach you a lesson, boy, for being so insolent to an Aes
Sedai.� Siuan was very much angered now.

�Hey, what did I say?� Ranma spoke back while muttering �Uncute tomboy�
at the end. He then felt and saw her anger go up more then he thought
already possible. *Um oh, looks like she heard that one.*

Siuan didn�t really catch all that much of the end, but uncute, added to
his tone of voice was enough. *Why that..!* Weaving a small flow of air
she hurled the nearest object at the boy, which happened to be a piece
of wood.

Ranma was good at dodging, but he had one downfall, with all his skills,
almost anything an angered woman throws at him; it always seemed to go
ten times faster.  Needless to say the piece of wood slapped him flat in
the face and he promptly fell over. Objects flown at him on their own
would provoke some thoughts to Ranma (sometimes anyway), but the only
thought he was thinking was *Why do I always get stuck with violent
women?*

Not far from the two, a white cloaked figure leaned against the wall.
The cloak covered the figure top to bottom with red triangle like
patterns embroiled on the edges. � Humm� this is sort of boring just
watching them. Maybe I should do something else to keep myself...err
help with the cause.� The voice emitted by the figure was definitely
female.


Standard Author's Babble

 Ahh...hope you like it, it was quite fun to write for me. I don't spend
much time on trying to polish it, rather keep going and don't look back,
so try to flame as nice as possible if you do. That is if you got this
far without the *delete*.

 While searching for information for chapter 1, I kinda...well reread
book 7. Gave me a bad case of eye strain. I did mention some of WOT
charaters here and there and stuff, so if you never read WOT or just
been too long..what can I say it's a fanfiction.
~Kuku