Opening the two gigantic iron doors that lead to the throne room of what
used to be the center of the Silver Millennium, now rebuilt and being used as
their own base of operations, a woman with long hair and eyes that shown red
with hatred, approached the figure that was presently sitting on the throne.
"Sire, our scout met with some complications on Terra Prime.  It seems like
there are still a few survivors form the Silver Millennium.  They call
themselves the Sailor Senshi." she reported while kneeling in his presence.

      "Their power levels?" he asked.
 
      Knowing that lying to the man in front of her would mean her death, "It
would seem that they are as powerful as I am yet combined they still do not
equal you."

      "As it should be.  Go and eliminate these so-called warriors of love and
justice for me."

      She was about to ask how he knew what they called themselves but thought
better of it.  Standing up and bowing to her master, she left the throne room,
never insulting him by turning her back to him.  

     *Ambyra had better not jeopardize her scouting mission because of her
desire for revenge,* the man thought darkly.


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Ranma 1/2
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    in
   "EYES OF A STRANGER"
Chapter Four

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      Two teenagers were walking down the shopping district of Tokyo, late in
the afternoon.  One had long turquoise hair while her companion's blond hair
was cut short making it seem to those unfamilar with her that she was a man,
when in fact she was not.

      "I can't believe how easy that tournament was," Haruka said, holding a
three-foot trophy in one hand.  "Hopefully, the next one will have some better
competition.  I mean, I barely worked up a sweat." she complained.

      "That's the third tournament in a row you've won.  I'm impressed but
what caused you to all of a sudden start becoming interested in entering
tournaments?  It's not like you need the challenge." Michiru asked.

      "I'm not sure but ..."  Haruka stopped as she suddenly saw Setsuna
walking around with a look of sorrow on her face.  "Michiru, what do you think
caused our beloved and illustrious leader to become so depressed?"

      "I'm not sure, why not ask her."

      "I think I'll do just that," she said and began to purposefully walk
towards her friend.
     
      Setsuna was disturbed.  One of the few people that had earned themselves
her respect outside of the Senshi and Queen Serenity during the Silver
Millennium, she had sent him to his death.  Now, over a thousand years later,
like the rest of Princess Serenity's court, he was also reborn.  While she was
outside of the time stream guarding the Time Gate, she had felt the exact
moment when he came back into the world but forced herself not to go look for
him.  Part of the reason why was so that she wouldn't be reminded of what she
did to him so long ago.  Now he was in Juuban and for once since entering the
time stream, Setsuna wanted to know how this twist of fate would turn out.
Would he blame her for what happened?  What would happen if he decided to go
against Neo Queen Serenity since he was never truly loyal to any royal house?
It was too confusing as to the number of possibilities that could occur now.
She could only hope and help where she could.

      It was understandable then why suddenly Haruka lost her patience in her
attempts to get Setsuna's attention and screamed, "HEY, SETSUNA!"

    Setsuna looked up, startled at the sudden outburst before calmly replying,
"Yes?"

     "Yes? YES? I've been trying to get your attention for the last five
minutes!  What's with you? Is there another threat?" Haruka asked, concerned
and eagered at the same time.

     "Hopefully not!" Setsuna mumbled before laying eyes on the the trophy
that Haruka was carrying.  "Gone into competition, Haruka?  I thought racing
was enough of a challenge for you." Setsuna stated.

     "Just trying to stay in shape.  We didn't do so well in our last
encounter with a major threat and thought now would be a good time to sharpen
my skills.  I'm kind of disappointed though.  The last few competitions really
haven't been all that competitive.  It just seems as though all the people
I've beaten just weren't good enough, lacked any noticable skills or don't
have the heart of a warrior.  If I don't find some real competition soon, my
skills are going to dull!" she complained.

      Coming up on the two, "Is she bragging about how she has won three
tournaments in a row?" Michiru asked.

     *Maybe there was a way to solve two problems at once,* Setsuna thought.
Smiling at her friend, "Haruka, there's going to be a tournament in a month at
the local sports arena.  Enter it!" she told her. 

     Haruka blinked. *Did Setsuna, Sailor Pluto and Keeper of the Time Gate,
just give a straight answer?* she thought to herself before hesitantly
replying, "Sure thing, Setsuna."  

      Setsuna only nodded, as she walked away. Inwardly she smiled at having
solved Haruka's problem as well as one of her own.  *Life is good sometimes,*
she thought while walking away from two very confused young ladies.

* * * * *

     Ranma left the school grounds mildly depressed. Since he had started his
nightly patrols of Juuban, he had decreased the crime rate significantly.
Already he had beaten up a number of muggers, stopped a few break-in attempts,
and he even had broken up a street gang that had been bothering a number of
local merchants.  Unfortunately, his nightly activities had caused his already
less than average grades to slide even further downhill.  He had just failed
another test and was a little depressed when he saw the resident supergenius
walking home, looking depressed as well.  Knowing there was very little he
could do to help himself, at least he could try and make someone else feel
better than he did.

     "Mizuno-san!" he called to her with the proper form of respect.  His
mother had been working on his manners ever since he came to live with her.

      Ami looked around to see the new student calling to her.  Slowing down,
she waited for him to catch up. 

     "Konnichiwa, Saotome-san.  How are you this afternoon?" she asked.

     "Not too bad, I guess.  I Just failed another one of Haruna-sensei's
test.  I'm beginning to think she's got it in for me!" he complained. 

      Ami looked at him and was soon giggling.
     
      "What's so funny?" he demanded. 
  
      Her giggling increased in intensity and soon she was holding her sides
laughing. 

      "Hey! Cut it out!" Ranma yelled but that just caused her to laugh even
harder. "Fine.  Be that way!" he huffed and started to walk off.  *Oh well, at
least she is feeling better,* he thought to himself and allowed a small smile
to make its way onto his face as he sprinted home.

     Watching him leave, she tried to apologize for her behavior.  It was just
that he acted so much like Usagi in that regard that she couldn't help
laughing.  Unfortunately, he either didn't hear her or he didn't care.  She
hoped it wasn't the latter.  *Now where did that come from?* she wondered and
continued to ponder on the question when she realized that there were more
important things to worry about.  Thinking back to the Senshi's first battle
in months, Ami started to walk off in a random direction.  Looking up, she was
startled to find herself in the downtown shopping district.  *What am I doing
here,* Ami thought before she remembered, *Oh, that's right!  Minako wanted me
to pick up some lipstick for her.*  Looking around for the drugstore that
Minako had mentioned but when she couldn't find it, Ami got a little
frustrated until she spotted Setsuna in a nearby cafe, *Perhaps I could get
some information from Pluto,* she thought, forgetting why she was downtown in
the first place.  *If anyone could shed some light on this mystery, the
Guardian of Time could,* Ami figured, walking into the cafe.

     Had she stayed a moment longer, she would have run into the very person
that she came into town to help, Minako.

     "I still don't see why we had to come all this way, Minako." Artemis
complained.

     "I told you.  I need that shade of lipstick to go with my new outfit.
Eric will love it on me!" she stated dreamily.

     "Minako, Eric is a colllege student. Do you really think that a certain
shade of lipstick will make him like you even more?" Artemis asked.

     "Just hamming the bet," Minako answered with a wink.

     Artemis let out a sigh of long suffering before trying to correct his
ward, "That's, 'Hedging your bet', Minako.  Honestly, why is it that you act
this way?  When we were in England you never...Minako? Minako?  Minako, what
are you staring at?" 

     "Ami," Minako replied.  

     "What about Ami?" 

     "She's over at that cafe." 

      "So?" 

     "She's talking with Setsuna!  Ohh, I've got tell the others about this!"
she said excitedly, picking up Artemis and raced home.

      Inside the cafe, two girls around the age of 16 to 19 were talking to
each other.

      "Setsuna, I was wondering if I can ask you something?  During a recent
battle with an unknown enemy yesterday, I picked up a strange energy signature
on my computer.  There is a 33% chance that it's from the Silver Millennium,
33% it's from Earth and another 33% that is unknown.  I called a meeting
together with the rest of the Inner Senshi but I'm not sure if the Outer
Senshi would be interested because it doesn't seem that dire yet.  Can you
tell me anything?" Ami asked the girl with dark green hair in front of her.  

      After thinking for a few moments, "He's not an enemy if that's what
you're asking," Setsuna finally answered.  

      *He?* Ami thought for a second.  Looking at Setsuna, Ami saw that the
enigmatic senshi of Pluto had a look of sorrow in her eyes.  *Did she know
him?  Is he another Tuxedo Kamen?* Ami wondered.  So many questions started to
surface in Ami's mind that she failed to notice Setsuna leaving.  Breaking out
of her daze, Ami discovered that if she didn't hurry, she would be late for
the meeting.  

* * * * *

     As Usagi puffed her way up the steps to the Cherry Hill Shrine, she again
wondered for the millionth time that day why Ami had called this meeting.  It
must have something to do with the monster they fought last week in the park.
Usagi figured that something was special about it because as soon as the
battle was over Ami had secluded herself in her room and would only ventured
out to get a quick bite and then lock herself back inside her room.  What had
really surprised her was when Minako informed her that she saw Ami talking
with Setsuna of all people.  Ami had been very secretive about what she had
talked about with Setsuna but Usagi figured it was better not to ask as she
had seen the look in Ami's eyes that stated she would not answer any questions
until she was ready.

     Usagi shook her head to clear her mind, as she finally reached the top of
the stairs, and found Yuuchiro outside sweeping the grounds.  Usagi smiled, a
plan started to bloom in her mind.  Yuuchiro's presence was bound to dampen
the fire that Rei was at this moment getting ready to launch at her for being
late.

* * * * *

     Rei looked around her at the assembled Senshi.  Usually the Inner Senshi
held a weekly meeting but what made this one so special was that Ami was
finally ready to break her silence on information regarding the monster they
had fought last week.  Something else that was different was that the Outer
Senshi were here as well.  Seeing Haruka, Michiru and Hotaru, Rei knew that
whatever Ami had found must be huge if she felt it was necessary to call in
the Outer Senshi to the meeting as well.  Only Setsuna was absent, which was
usual.  

      Waiting for Usagi to join them, Ami was busy reading something that was
displayed on her mini-computer and occasionally typing in some information.
Makoto and Minako were looking over a fashion magazine that Minako had brought
but they would occasioanlly look up at Ami, as if to inquire what the purpose
of this meeting was, but she kept saying, 'Not until everyone has arrived.'

     Rei's reverie was interrupted by Yuuchiro. "Rei," he called in, "Can I
talk to you for a few minutes? Please?" he asked.

     "Baka," She mumbled quietly but couldn't keep a small smile from
appearing on her lips as she walked out of the room.  After a couple of
minutes, the future queen of Crystal Tokyo slipped into the room, unseen.

     "Hi guys!" Usagi greeted the group.  

      After overcoming their first inital reactions of surprise and shock,
they all welcomed her in response.  True to form, the instant all the
greetings stopped, Usagi began diving head first into the tray of snacks
Makoto had brought.

     "Usagi, slow down. You'll get sick if you eat so fast!" Luna complained. 

      Hearing a reprimand from her feline advisor, Usagi stopped and swallow
what she had in her mouth before responding.  "Nothing you can say will upset
me right now," Usagi said and just kept on grinning.  Shortly thereafter, Rei
came back in the room and saw Usagi sitting at the table smiling up at her. 

     "How did you get in here?" Rei demanded very loudly.
 
     "It was really easy.  I saw that you were busy talking to Yuuchiro and I
didn't want to interrupt so I just walked right by the two of you.   That
makes it three in a row, Rei! I WIN!" she declared and began laughing.

     Rei just shook her head in denial as she wondered how she got herself in
this situation.  

      A month ago, Rei and Usagi were having another one of their heated
arguments when Rei accused Usagi of being clumsy.  Usagi had denied it, saying
she wasn't.  Rei challenged her to get to the next three Senshi meetings
without being seen.  If Usagi lost, she had to hand over two months worth of
allowances.  Rei had to do the same if Usagi won.  The first time Usagi got
past her was disguised as Ami, using the Lunar Pen. The second time, she had
snuck in through Rei's bedroom, at the back of the temple, and waited until
Rei had left the room before slipping in.  Rei had been watching the door and
waiting for Usagi to show when Yuchiro called her. Rei's eyes widened in
shock.

     "Yuchiro was in on this, wasn't he?" she demanded.

     "Not really.  I just told him that you'd be free Staurday night and  that
he might want to ask you out.  He had no idea about our arrangement," Usagi
smirked.

     Ami chose that moment to speak, "Okay, guys.  That's enough.  Now that
everyone is here that should be here, I'll begin.  I did some checking with
Central Control and  I can firmly say that what we fought last week in the
park was a new type of droid." 

     "WHAT?" came the startled replies. 

     "It's true!" Ami said, "I wasn't sure at first but after I saw how it
attacked and how it was almost practically immune to our attacks I became
suspicious.  It wasn't until I saw the jewel implanted in it's forehead did I
realize that we might be facing off against an old enemy.  My visor and
computer both confirmed my hypothesis.  The data I gathered last week nearly
matched the data I gathered from our battles with the four sisters." Ami
insisted.

     "Then this means..." Usagi let the thought trail off as Ami nodded.

     "Yes, the Black Moon Family is back." Ami finished.

     "But, how is that possible?  Demando was their prince and he died along
with the rest of the family." asked Minako. 

     "I don't know!  Maybe there were a few royal family members left.  Maybe
someone found a way to duplicate their technology but whatever the case, we
need to be ready!" Ami insisted.
 
      Haruka looked up at her with a bored expression.  "So what does this
have to do with us?" she asked.

      With a flash of light, Setsuna appeared before the eight humans and two
feline who were once members of the proud civilization known as the Silver
Milennium.  "What this have to do with the Outer Senshi is quite simple.
Acquaintances from the past as well as the future are gathering.  It is near
time that the wheel of destiny spin once again.  This will be the toughest
battle the Senshi will ever face as it will pit friends against friends."  

      "And here I thought that Setsuna finally learned to speak like a normal
person without all those riddles," Michiru whispered in Haruka's ear.

      Haruka briefly smiled before turning back to Setsuna with a serious
expression.  "What do you mean?"

      Giving everyone a sad smile, "I can't give you much information because
I am almost completely in the dark about the outcome of this encounter as you
all are.  What I can say is that someone from our past will appear and he will
have the power to help break or create the future that we've all been fighting
for.  If he were to become our enemy, Neo Crystal Tokyo would become a dream
yet were he to become an ally, which I doubt, due to his past, we would be one
step closer to a peaceful future."  With that, Sailor Pluto vanished.  

      *He?* all the Senshi thought.

* * * * *

      Hearing the sound of someone closing the door, "Ami, is that you?" a
woman asked from the kitchen.

      "Hai!" Ami shouted from the doorway.

      "You're late, Ami.  Get cleaned up.  Dinner will be ready in a few short
moments." Mrs. Mizuno called back.

      "Hai!"

      Dinner went quietly as usual for Ami, both parents asking Ami how school
was going and if she had a boyfriend, at which she blushed and replied with a
'no.'  Near the end of dinner, "Ami, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind
tutoring the son of a friend of mine?" Ami's mother asked.

      After Ami thought for a few moments, she agreed.  "I think I have enough
time on the side to tutor someone," Ami answered.  Hanging around with the
other Inner Sensehi, especailly Usagi, had giving her a new perspective.  Life
was not just all school and studies but also helping others and having fun.  

      "That's great.  His name is Ranma Saotome."

      "Ranma is the person I'm supposed to tutor?"   

      "Yes, do you know him?" Mrs. Mizuno asked.

      "He's one of my classmates," Ami answered.

      "That's great.  Did you know that he has been training in martial arts
since he was six years old?"

      "No I didn't," Ami answered, a little confused.  *If everything I've
heard about Ranma is true then he should be the greatest martial artist in
Japan in his age group yet I've seen him let bullies pick on him.  You are
truly an enigma, Ranma.* Ami thought.  

      "Anyways, he'll be giving you martial arts lessons in exchange for
tutoring him.  I've seen you practicing some martial arts and thought that
maybe it would be better for you to have an instructor."

      Suprise was not the word for what Ami was feeling.  Shock was more like
it.  *I have to be more careful in the future.*  "That's great," Ami said,
trying to hide any shock.  
  
      "I'm happy that you have found something other than school interesting."
          
      "You don't know the half of it," Ami whisper under her breath.

* * * * *

      Ranma was inside the training hall, praticing a few katas.  Without
looking up or pausing in his motion, "Hi, mom," Ranma greeted Nodoka as she
entered the small dojo that was a part of the Saotome home.  

      *If nothing else, Genma trained Ranma well,* Nodoka thought.  "I'm
impressed, Ranma.  You've surpassed your father in the arts."

      "Thanks, mom." Ranma repied, a bit proud of himself for impressing his
mother and not having to hide from her anymore before scowling at the last
comment.

      Seeing the scowl, Nodoka tried to explain to her son what she saw in
Genma.  "Whatever your father has done in the past, he was still one of the
best martial artist I've ever met, Ranma.  You have to understand, he was not
always this way.  He was considered a grandmaster by many of his peers.  He
even created two different forms of martial arts, the Yamasen Ken and Umisen-
Ken, that were so powerful that he sealed them away himself.  Your father was
caring and compassionate when it came to my needs." Nodoka continued to
explain and defend her husband which she felt was quite funny.  

      Ranma reluctantly agreed.  *Oyaji did create some very powerful
techniques,* Ranma thought.  After thinking for a few moments, Ranma's eyes
brighten.  *If Oyaji could do it, so can I,* he thought.  Ranma was determined
to surpass his father in every aspect of the arts.  Creating a new fighting
style would take him one step closer to his goal.  

      "Anyways, I just came by bearing two good pieces of news.  The first is
that I got you a tutor.  After seeing you grades, young man, there will be no
complaints from you.  You are too far behind in your studies from the other
students and this was the only way I could think of for you to have a
reasonable chance of catching up."  Nodoka lectured, stopping Ranma before he
even got a single word out.  "Now I think the second piece of news I have
would be more to your liking," she smiled at her son, "I signed you up for an
upcoming martial arts tournament occuring within two weeks."

      *Martial arts tournament?* Ranma thought.  Throughout his 10 year
training trip, Ranma had never once entered a tournament.  Usually Oyaji would
make him challenge a well-known school so that he could see the various
different styles.  Now thinking back, Ranma had to give some credit to his
father's training methods.  As he fought and went up against almost every
known school of martial arts, Ranma soon found out he could almost instantly
come up with a few weakness and strengths to each style.  As years passed by,
unknown to Ranma, his mind developed into something every logical and
analyical.  Not only was Genma training Ranma's body but his mind as well, the
last part was also lost to Genma.

      "Ranma?" Nodoka called out to her son when he did not answer.

      "Yes, mom?" 

      "Well?"

      Suddenly realizing that he hadn't answered or given a response to his
mother's last statement, "That's great!" he finally answered.

      "I'm glad, Ranma.  I'll leave so that you can continue practicing."
Nodoka said, turning around and started to head out when her son stopped her.

      "Huh, would it be alright if we sparred a little bit?" Ranma asked.

      Smiling at her son, "I would be honored to but I only know kendou,
Ranma." Nodoka explained.

      "That's alright, Musabetsu Kakuto Ryuu incorporates almost every style."
Ranma explained, "And I've faced off against Kunou for so long that I kinda
picked it up."

      *That's what you think, Ranma.* Nodoka thought as she faced off against
her son, both weilding bokkens.  

* * * * * 

          As morning dawned on Juuban High school, Ranma Saotome, last
remaining practicing heir of the Musabetsu Kakuto Ryuu, glared at the world
through bloodshot eyes.  Last night had been extremely bad.  Not only did he
lose to his mother but the gang he had previously broken up returned with
double their numbers and had set out to wreak havoc in the neighborhood.  It
had taken nearly all of last night to round them up and even then, he wasn't
without failures as a number of local police officers had been injured with
one of them not likely to survive.  *Just like with Akane, I was too slow* he
cursed bitterly to himself.  Ranma was determined to create a fighting style
fast enough so that he would never be too slow from saving someone else again.
A loud commotion caught his attention as he looked up and noticed at the far
side of the school ground, a number of students were gathered around a tall
brunette with a ponytail, who was talking excitedly about something.  As Ranma
moved in closer, he saw that the brunette was flanked by two other girls.  He
was suprised at seeing two of his classmates,  Usagi Tsukino and Ami Mizuno,
in the middle of the crowd.  They did not strike him as the kind of people who
were interested in those kind of activities.  Walking silently towards the
crowd, he was suprised when the girl with brunette looked his way.  *She's
good,* Ranma thought before Ami also caught sight of him.  

      Seeing Ranma head her way, she waved him over.  As he came closer, she
noticed his extremely unruly appearance.  "What happened to you?" she asked in
concern.

     "Nothin," came his usual response.

     "That's nothing, Ranma.  If I'm to be your tutor from now on then you
will have to learn to speak properly.  Anyways, rough night?  Didn't get much
sleep?" she inquired

     "Yeah, you could say that!" Ranma muttered lamely.  "So, what's all the
fuss about?  I recognize Meatball Head but who is that other girl?" he asked.

     "Don't call me MEATBALL HEAD!" Usagi screeched, overhearing the
conversation between the two while Makoto was busy talking to Naru and Umino. 

      "Alright, already! Jeez, how uncute!" he complained.  
 
     "At least, *I* have a boyfriend!  What can you say about that?" she
teased.

     All the weariness that Ranma had felt throughout the morning was soon
replaced with a cold rage that began to build within him, barely keeping
himself from glowing.  With a great deal of effort, Ranma got his temper under
control, "Don't *EVER* mention that area of my life again!" he warned her.
Turning to Ami, "I'll see you in class!" he said before heading inside.  Even
after three months, the death of Akane still plagued him.  He still felt the
pain of her loss.  A small tear ran down his cheek as he walked to class.

     "Really, Ami! What is it about that moody, self-obsessed jerk that you
like so much?" Makoto asked.

     Ami looked at her friends, a look of disapproval in her eyes.  "I know
Ranma can be rough and unsocial but he really is a nice guy.  That comment you
made, Usagi, was out of line!"

     "What did I say?" she asked.

     "You teased him about having a girlfriend. Don't you remember?" Ami
asked.

     "Oh no!  I am such an idiot.  I forgot all about his fiancee dying in his
arms!  Do you think he'd accept my apology?" Usagi asked.

     "I'd wait a litle bit, at least until after school."Ami answered.  

      *Wait, that's Ranma Saotome?* Makoto thought.  *No wonder he acts the
way he does.*  "He looks just like ..."

      "No you don't!" Usagi cried out, clamping one of her hands over Makoto's
mouth.

      Almost half the girls were staring at the retreating martial artist as
he headed inside the school.  It was an unspoken rule but for the time being,
most of the girls were going to give Ranma some privacy.  They all viewed him
as the handsome yet tragic hero.

      "So, what was it you wanted to show me?" Ami asked Makoto       

      "This" she said and handed Ami the morning paper, breaking her line of
thought.  The headline read:

LOCAL HERO STRIKES AGAIN
It appears that the saviors of Juuban,
The Sailor Senshi, now have some new
competition. Witnesses described their guardian angel 
appearing from the heavens, bathed in a bright light, 
as he decsdended upon muggers, prowlers, and
other nightime predators, staying only
long enough to see if the victims were 
okay and would then disappear back into the skies.
Although local authorities do say that
vigilantiism is wrong, one unnamed police
officer said, "It's about time SOMEONE
did something about the crime problems 
in the area!" Rumors persist that the
figure is an ally of the Sailor Scouts
but, they have been unavailable for 
commnets to either confirm or 
deny the rumors. 

     Ami looked at the paper, *Could this person be who Setsuna was talking
about?* Ami thought.  As Ami started to ponder the question a little more,
Usagi's question broke her out of her reverie.

     "I'm sorry.  What was that, Usagi?" Ami asked

     "I said, 'Do you think that whoever this person is, might be an enemy?"
Usagi repeated her question.

     "What makes you say that?" Ami inquired

     "Zoiscite dressed up as Sailor Moon and pretended to help people just to
lure us into Kunzite's trap.  Remember?" Usagi complained.  

      Ami just nodded.  She remembered the trap which had almost cost the
entire Inner Senshi team their lives if Sailor Venus hadn't intervened.
Looking at her friends, "I think we should find out just who this person is."
Ami stated the obvious.

To be continued

Author's Notes:

Started August 25, 1998
Finished September 28, 1998
 
Thanks to my pre readers : Thomas Scroggs, Octavian, Eric McGinnis, TonyLoco