Well heres part 5 of The Game, I know its a long time coming but what 
can I say.  This is only a first draft so C+C welcome, flames can go on 
the back burner.  Thanks to Donny and a bunch of other people for 
inspiring me. 
						Trom

Insert standard disclaimer There are so many different creators for each 
other these characters that I couldn't list them all.

Chapter 5 Creative Distractions  

	In her trans-dimensional laboratory, Washu, Super genius 
extraordinare , and Greatest Scientist in the Galaxy, most possibly in 
the entire Universe, finished up on her latest modified creations.  
Stepping back, she examined her work.
	"Not bad if I do say so myself." she murmured as her eye looked 
for anything that could be wrong with her creations.  Finding them to 
meet her expectation, she turned to the monitor where she was currently 
tracking her rivals whereabouts.  The largest source of them were in 
Japan, in the caves that Ranma used during his training.  What was even 
better, that the majority of the Senshi were there.
	"All's fair in love and war," She smiled a wicked mad scientist 
smile, and using her teleporter sent for of her constructs to intercept 
them.  They would be so preoccupied with them that she would win the 
Game hands down.  After all wasn't she the greatest Scientist in the 
Universe?   

           *Kuso!* Galaxy Police Detective third-class Yutaka Harada 
cursed as she boarded her spacecraft.  Washu and Ryoko had quickly 
vanished, supposedly following Ranma's trail.  When she demanded that 
they take her with them, they just looked at her for a moment before 
both of them disappeared.  This had not been a good week, first the 
assignment, apprehend Ranma Saotome for indecent exposure in front of 
one of the Empresses of Jurai.  Next the undercover position of 
towel-girl, in one of the most renown and brutal tournaments in the 
Universe, where she was daily put down upon by and drenched with sweat, 
blood, and the spirits know what.    
	*Grrrrrrr* She would apprehend Ranma Saotome and return with him 
to Jurai if it was the last thing she did.  The praise that she would 
attain upon accomplishing such a dangerous assignment, she would surely 
attain the rank of detective second-class.
	[She was approaching the royal Jurai throne, Saotome was tied up 
from head to toe following behind her.  Upon reaching the first step 
before reaching the Emperor and Empresses, she knelt before them and 
laying Saotome before her like a prize from a mighty hunt.
	"Your Majesties, I Yutaka Harada, have braved perils unheard of, 
and survived tortures that would make the average officer quake in 
fear," She boasted proudly, a pure white light was surrounding her.
	"For your valiant work in accomplishing your mission," Emperor 
Tenchi Masaki's voice thundered through out the thrown-room. "I appoint 
you the tittle of Duchess, and the holdings of sectors 
delta-120-0842-alpha, to protect from villains and live in luxury for 
the rest of your life."
	The Empress Ayeka then proclaims, "For you nightly pleasures and 
the strengthening of your line."  She clapped her hands, and the most 
handsomest, most masculine male, she had ever imagine appeared and 
gathered her up in his arms...........]
	BEEP! BEEP!
	Yutaka jumped awake from her slumber as a incoming message was 
received.  Again she cursed her luck.

	The air crackled with power, both ancient and evil.  A huge 
demon, at least 12 meters tall, and just as wide, bellowed in furry, 
opening his maw, he unleash a stream of fire so intense that the rock 
upon which he stood melted.  Lightning bolts erupted from his clawed 
hands toward his target.  Speaking words so ancient and powerful that 
their use would be maddening to any lesser being.  A sphere of ultimate 
blacked formed between his hands and was sent toward it's target.  The 
landscape surrounding the area was totally devastated, a testimony of 
the carnage that this mighty demon had rendered.   A smokescreen 
surrounded the poor soul who was the target of this demon's wrath.
	"Well that was disappointing,"  The figure commented as the 
smoke cleared, which caused the demon to gasp in disbelief, his most 
powerful attacks, that could topple the Lords of the Underworld 
themselves and this being just shrugged them off.   While he had heard 
rumors of this being's power, his Lord assured him that they were 
unfounded.  Looks like he was made a patsy out of, being goaded into 
challenging such a creature, so that he could be taken out of the 
picture and be removed as a future obstacle.
	"Your going to kill me now aren't you."  It was a statement, not 
a question, you don't challenge beings of such power like this and not 
pay the price.  The demon resigned itself to it's fate.
	"Oh yes, and it's going to hurt too."  The smoke finally cleared 
to show a beautiful woman with green hair, bat wings growing out from 
her back, she is Morrigan, Dark Stalker, and the most power Succubus to 
ever leave the pits of Hell.  With a vicious smirk on her face, she went 
to town on the cowering demon before her.
	After a very slow and satisfying torture session, Morrigan 
lounged on the throne in her castle.  It always made her feel better, 
soundly defeating even such a minor problem.  Nothing like a morning 
workout to get the juices flowing, and when a Succubus's juices begin to 
flow you know it's time to lock up your husbands and sons.  
	"Who do I call upon today?"  She murmured to herself.  The 
problem with being centuries old, is that you quickly grow bored with 
the usual play toys.  Calling forth a scroll from it's position on the 
wall, Morrigan scanned her �little black book' for a likely subject of 
her affections.  Oh sure she could have just went out and snatched up 
the first virgin to cross her path.  But she was in the mood for a 
challenge.  Then it hit her like a lightning strike!  She would compete 
in The Game.  Normally she refrained from participating in it due to, 
that it did not occur in this realm.   To have Ranma at her sides for an 
entire month would definitely leave her satisfied until his next visit. 
 But how to lure Ranma into her realm?
	Calling forth a globe of glass, she reviewed what had been 
happening to-er with her rivals. She had to make them quick, for with 
the exception of Nuku-Nuku, all of them were on a god- like scale of 
power.  They would know they were being descried upon if she took too 
long.  On second thoughts maybe she would let them know she was checking 
them out.  Give them a reason to worry and thus be distracted.   It was 
amusing to watch the antics of the other women, when she tried to get an 
image of Ranma with the exception of a view brief images, as she 
expected could not.  That meant he was residing in that town of his.  
What was it's name?  She couldn't rightly remember it of hand, but it 
didn't matter. 
	Focusing her globe upon the image of one Detective third-class 
Yutaka Harada, she came upon a very interesting and most glorious plan. 
 Only one thing would make her plan perfect, but that was fine, she was 
willing to share, sometimes.  Especially with that technique of Ranma's. 
 Mmm, Tri-Form huh?  Images of her and Lilith practicing their art on 
his only caused her to catch her breath in excitement. *I wonder how 
long he can keep that up?  Especially when extremely distracted?*  
	         
	"Pick up some speed will you!" Ryoko demanded of her ship as it 
entered a warp-hole.  Washu is probably on Earth already, do you want to 
lose to her?"
	"Miya!" With that exclamation of denial the space ship/Cabbit 
pushed even more power into her engines.  The thrill of the chase 
resinating through her systems.
	"That's it, go, go, GO!" Ryoko encouraged the ship. *This time 
Ranma, you are mine.*

	All over the surface of Japan, little mechanical beings flirted 
in and out of being.  They would stay in position long enough to get an 
energy signal, and then go to it's next location.  Many were the 
individuals who were shocked by the sudden appearance of the creatures. 
  An Old woman working in her garden, decided that she had been out in 
the sun long enough.
	A little boy trying to communicate with one, thinking it was an 
alien from another planet, offered it chocolate covered reeses pieces.  
It was amazing that such an old movie could still influence people.
	One of the machines found itself on the receiving end of a horde 
of wash buckets as it appeared in a public bath house.  The women, 
thinking it a pervert in disguise, let loose upon it their combined 
fury.  It barely made its sensor sweep before having to make a break for 
it.  That would teach it's creator to make it's image in the Guise of a 
very famous martial artist.  Who would likely be receiving most 
unpleasant welcomes should he come up these people. 
	
	One of the machines actually managed to surprise two very hard 
to surprise individuals.  Namely Sailor Mercury and Nuku-Nuku, who were 
still in hot pursuit of the object of their affections.  It didn't even 
manage to complete it's scan before Nuku-Nuku pounced on it.  Getting a 
good look at what she had caught, caused her to draw back in surprise. 
	"Ranma?" The little machined looked like an exact duplicate of 
Ranma Saotome, albeit a one meter high Ranma anyway.   She knew it 
wasn't Saotome due to it's scent.  Although it did have a scent that she 
did recognize.  
	"Skuld-chan made little Ranma robots?"  She inquired to her 
companion.  Mercury, who was scanning the creature, quickly agreed with 
Nuku-Nuku's assessment.
	"It does look like one of Skuld's designs." Mercury mussed, When 
was Skuld get over this little game of hers.   You thing being centuries 
old, would get her over such childish behavior.  Of course Goddess, 
matured a lot less slower than most. Mercury giggled at that thought.  
Only someone who knew the gods personally would think such thoughts.
	"That must mean she won this time."  She went on to say.  "At 
least this way we have a better chance.  She wouldn't do half the things 
Urd would to win this thing." She seemed to be thinking for a moment, 
before coming up with an idea.  "Nuku-Nuku?  Would you hold it still 
while I accessed it's memory banks?"
	"Okay Ami!" She exclaimed merrily, it was so much fun playing 
with all her friends.  She watched as Sailor Mercury attached a cable 
between the robot and her computer.  Ami always was the smart one, 
although Washu and Skuld were pretty smart too, but they were Goddesses. 
 Ami only had her own mortal potential to work from.  True she was 
hardly mortal anymore, but still she was born one, and that was the 
difference.
	"This is a pretty good design." Mercury muttered as she 
connected with the bot.  Calling forth her visor, she got the 
information strait to it, using virtual reality to enter the machine's 
memory cells.  While in there she noticed that it had link to it's 
brethren who were at the moment scouring all of Japan looking for Ranma. 
She was about to download the link to her mainframe, when an image 
appeared over the visor screen.
	"What in Kami-sama's name do you think your doing!?" Skuld 
growled at her.  Her image loomed over Mercury, who in turn bent 
backwards, although she need not have for Skuld
s image was only virtual.  "Attacking my robot, and then trying to steal 
my secrets.  Which I might add are not privy to mortal hands." Skuld 
continued imperially, "Even you Sailor Mercury, cannot comprehend the 
power I wield."  With that the connection was disconnected and the robot 
disappeared from out from under Nuku-Nuku who had been waiting patiently 
for Ami to finish with the thing.      
	"Hmp!" Mercury grumped, then she sighed. "Skuld always was the 
possessive type. And melodramatic as well.  "Come on Nuku-Nuku, I think 
I know how to find Ranma now." 
	"Yay!" Nuku-Nuku exclaimed.  "Let's go!" And with that grabbed 
onto Mercury's arm started racing off.  Not even bothering to ask which 
way.  Mercury could only think, �The more things change, the more they 
stay the same.' All the while trying to get Nuku-Nuku to slow down.