I always need a kick to get started up (Just remember that) For those
who read to hate it or the opposite, I don't know how I got this far.
This has gone into book 8, I don't know if you read it or any of the
books, but please help me if anything is unclear.

Also ready your poisonious sharpen candy canes when you see my poor
excuse to call myself a bad grammar author.

Have an enjoyable Christmas.

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.) If anything I'm only promoting
the series.

If you haven't and would like to, read:
The Eye of the World
The Great Hunt
The Dragon Reborn
The Shadow Raising
The Fires of Heaven
The Lord of Chaos
The Crown of Swords
The Path of Daggers (Now released)
	By Robert Jordan

Warning: Beware of falling grades or screaming bosses if not careful.
May put
the thought of stalking Robert Jordan in your mind.

Since so far the setting is in Wheel of Time you might have to guess some
stuff if you're a bit rusty or never read wheel of time.

                                  My BAKA Gaidin
                        	    Wheel of Time Series
                              	     Ranma 1/2
Keys
*(thoughts)*

Chapter 5 (Draft)

	Life was never easy, it always seemed to bite him in the rear, but he
was a man and he could take it like a man. Things always popped up,
whether it be a mallet to the head, a "Ranma Saotome, prepare to die,"
or just having two or more fiancees together. Running away wouldn't
solved anything, he knew that now. He ran from one and this time he was
locked and shackled to another, but right now he was cherishing this
moment. Why? Because Siuan was focusing on the poor fellow in front of
him, rather then him.

	"You will answer me, Gaidin, why are the Seanchan here. Why is any of
the party still here!?" Siuan didn't like being kept waiting, she always
liked to know how the situation was. *Burn you Moiraine, why did you
have to raise such a stubborn warder*

	One would usually listen in and get information that mentions either
danger or running from danger, that was not on Ranma's mind right now.
After all when jumping off a building became less fearful to him then
missing lunch certain things he would find out soon or later so what was
the point.

	Lan, was a harden warrior. Until now he hasn't seen another warder.
Ranma shivered at the face on the guy, he had all the signs of a
veteran, but the face was bleak. He saw that expression before, on his
travels he could remember how some old soldiers wore the face of death.
They saw one too many deaths perhaps or something that had been even worse.

	The young warder shivered at the thought. He too was a warder now,
would he end up the same way? Ranma never thought of it much, even if
the path of the art could lead to such a state. He never thought it
could happen to him, frankly he feared more about becoming like his pop,
with all those thievery and lies.

	Could he just get away from this, go back to the Tendo's. *Akane�*
Whether he really seen her or not, he felt comfort in that place. It was
his first real home, but now� *She said it was bonded for life* He
didn't want to think of it, life was a challenge and he would face every
challenge like a man.

	*Maybe it's just him�* Like everything, there were always risks in
life, and he would face them rather then run. He knew running never
worked now.

 	Lan had long ago knew how to deal with women, especially Aes Sedai.
'Never meddle with women's business.' He would adopt one of those "Yes
Aes Sedai," "No Aes Sedai," and "Sorry Aes Sedai" demeanor and ride the
storm. Better to let Aes Sedai deal with Aes Sedai or he would get
caught in the middle.

	"Are you listening to me!?" Siuan could dump him in rotten fish oil
about now. She knew the information would come when she met up with
those two, but knowing things in advance always give one more leverage
and she needed all she can.

	"Yes Aes Sedai," Lan mechanically said. His attention was on the Young
lad, from his face, he was weighing him for information. *So Siuan
picked a new warder�* Lan could tell he had potential, the grace of his
casualness screamed years of training. Young, very young, yet he knew
the lad could easily take down a seasoned soldier, a very rare boy.
Siuan choose well, but Lan hoped she had not destroyed the boy's life by
making him her warder. 

	The veteran knew that Siuan was harsh, and would use what she could for
her own gain. He might have to talk with the lad, it was not right to
let a cub face a wolf and not even teach him how to pounce. 

	An odd thing that immediately caught Lan's attention had been the lack
of a weapon. Both Siuan and the boy were dirty and worn, possibly a
result from battle. The fact that they were missing supplies meant
something had happened. *Siuan was never one not to prepare* Still a
warrior would never part with his weapon unless it was truly necessary,
so how does the boy fight?

	Skill was not lacking, but he did not look to be a swordsman. His
clothing were light and flexible, no sign of a sword belt or any place
to wear a knife. Perhaps an archer, but still not quite. *What power
does this boy posses* One thing Lan could tell was the boy was agile,
the grace he causally wears was like a dance itself, if he was a
swordsman their was little doubt he would float pass any attack like a
bird taunting a cat.

	It hadn't been long before a farm came into view, it was mostly flat
terran, but there was not a body in sight. Ranma could tell it was
occupied, well-worn tracks could be seen and more obviously a well
conditioned building. *They were hiding, but why?*

	He could spot others even if they were supposedly hidden. Ranma also
wondered about the cloak that the warder wore, it felt almost magical as
it seemed to let him fade out of view. *If I'm suppose to be a warder, I
should get one too* From his left he saw another person probably another
warder for he also seemed to fade out of his sight every so often.

	"Ranma get yourself cleaned up, I have business," the Aes Sedai coolly
told him. It was more then he hoped for, maybe things will finally calm
down now that she was back with her own kind� whoever they were.

	He causally followed Lan, it was best if he learned more of how these
guys worked.

	"You looked you got ran over by a cart, perhaps we can find you
something less dusty." Ranma could only nod; he didn't feel very
comfortable anymore in tattered, mud-filled, stiff clothing.

				< OH MY! >

	Siuan knew what reactions might be expected, but hers was ever more
surprising. Maybe it was just from being weather worn, or just from
dealing with Ranma, but her usual serene face dropped like a fish trying
to fly.

	She had been expecting Elayne, Nynaeve and Aes Sedai, not a full group
of what looked like to be wilders or even more, the Kin and Seafolks.
The Seafolks were obvious with their tanned skin and exotic nose rings,
but it took a bit of searching to see the red belts on the other
wilders, naming them the Kin. Also there was the fact that they had been
in Ebou Dar, the city of the legendary meeting place for women who were
thrown or ran away from the tower. It wasn't that legendary as it had
been a secret group, but some things where better kept away from the public.

	It wasn't as bad for Siuan because their faces hadn't done any better.
She knew her appearance wasn't exactly fitting right now.

	"Siuan, how�" Elayne barely breathed out.

	"You should not be here! GO back to where you were told, this is Aes
Sedai you are interrupting," a voice spoke out. It was from the Kin,
Reanne. 

	That snapped everyone out of the awkward trance, they or at least the
wilders thought of her as a runaway, dirty and traveled worn walking
into the wrong place at the worn time. This got Siuan very annoyed and
was about to 'politely' correct them when Elayne spoke out. 

	"Siuan Sedai, it's a surprise to see you here," Elayne quickly
recovered the situation, Siuan Sanche was also legendary for her lashing
tongue. One thing she didn't need. It was delicate enough situation as
it is to maintain the three groups.

	There was some major attitude changes all of a sudden with apologies
and cheap excuses filling the room and one 'humf' from Nynaeve, as usual.

	"Siuan, what brings you here, and what happened to you? I thought The
Amyrlin needed you, has something happened?" 

	Politely as possible with Elayne as expected, but Siuan wasn't really
satisfied being used to always spoken to with higher standards. She
pushed that away, what was important was that she had the upper hand
right now, and it would be ashamed to waste it. It had been a long time
since she was in control.

	"It has been a tiring journey, have you some supplies for me to freshen
up." Her voice and features was back to the usual cool, serene, and
demanding with no hint of question. All everyone could do was comply and
the game of Aes Sedai had begun with who would be able to get more
information out of the other.

				< OH MY! >

	Ranma felt much better in clean clothes and more importantly food. He
opted with light black pants and a white long sleeve shirt. His shoes
had to be thrown away too, and the boots that he had donned on, while
light still were heavier then he was used to. That mattered little, as
both were made of light silk and he had carefully banded the helms and
tucked inside the boots so it would be battle fit.

	Experimenting a little, he went into a light series of kicks and
punches to test out any unwanted restrictions. He also noticed Lan and
the other warder that was near raise an eyebrow at that.

	"Were did you learn that boy? You don't look Aiel, but those movements,
a deadly fighting style." Lan's question now had been easily answered.
*So he was unarmed fighting* Besides what the Aiel did, bar brawling was
not very effective against an armed opponent, but this kind, if you had
a sword and knew how to use it, you should pray to the light that you
would walk out alive. It made sense, the way he moved, the lack of any
place for a weapon, they were of little use if one's hands were already
enough to kill. Still he was not Aiel, he could be sure of that much,
and the style was different, he had seen extensively how the Aiel fought.

	"I learned from my pop," Ranma answered casually "and what is an Aiel?"

	*So he doesn't know about Aiel, odd, but not unheard of* Ever since the
Aiel war, they had been a lot more well known, but some would much
rather forget they ever existed. "Aiel are a deadly bunch."

	Even with those casualness of movement, he knew easily the boy had
mastered something very deadly at this age, but even the Aiel had their
spear and bows, he seemed to carry none. *How deadly was he?*

	"You're young lad, good, but being a warder maybe over your head. Siuan
is a well seasoned Aes Sedai, perhaps she didn't fully explain to you
all there is to be Gaidin." Reading the boy's expression right, Lan knew
the boy knew little of what a warder meant.

	"Boy, you could say that again�" Ranma commented.

				< OH MY! >
	
	"I do hope you feel much better now Siuan. It must have been a very
harsh journey. I don't know what the Amyrlin would sent you to tell us
that she couldn't herself." Elayne always started out with the polite
and comforting method. She was really doing well trying to be Aes Sedai,
but Siuan had many times years of experience.

	"There's no need to be so formal, I think we've been together long
enough to drop such things," she spoke casually while slipping her tea.
It was quite enjoyable to have a clean dress again and having some food
and tea. She was content with any, but growing up as a fisherman's
daughter told her to cherish such things when it can though. "There was
a message requiring me go to Caemlyn, I ran into some problems, so only
the light knows why I ended up here."

	There were only three of them, Siuan, Elayne and Nynaeve. Convenient
that she didn't have to try so hard in this little game. Also dropping
the name of Caemlyn did roused up her questioner, she hid it well, but
she knew better.

	"Caemlyn? Has something happened?" The best bait was one that was
familiar to the fishes.

	"Nothing I could found out," Siuan dismissed without a hint of
hesitation. "I suppose you would be heading there soon, I knew you were
planning to ever since the mission. Are you going to bring this whole
assortment of wilders along?" When the fish gave a tug, then you change
the tide by pulling with firm power, because you have a hold on them
while they already lost theirs.

				< OH MY! >
	
	Ranma blinked a few times, "You mean they were suppose to ask you first?"

	"Some might not ask it in such a manner, but it is the law of Aes
Sedai," Lan almost darkened with that line.

	Ranma thought it bit, she just told him and didn't seem to be too happy
about it. Sort of like Akane now that he thought about it. They both
didn't like it being forced into engagement. *Why can't I ever have a
choice, another engagement* He had to sigh at this.

	"Well it too late now, once you bare the duty, it is as strong as any
bond." The elder warder spoke with years of experience pushed into the
phrase. "Whatever the situation, never let your Aes Sedai face the
danger while still living."
	
	Ranma nodded with an all too familiar understanding.

	"And never let them do what they think is best," a women leaned by a
wall lazily spoke that. "Aes Sedai always think they know what's best,
but you must know better when she is in danger."

	She was an archer and very skilled from her pose, a warder. A long
golden braided, as she seemed to always have a bow and arrow ready. She
wore clothing that was battle fit, a fighter, and dangerous one.

	Her words were true though, the times Akane would just jump in, always
thinking she could handle it and he ended up saving her. Siuan had the
same trait. *Always my luck with violent women*

				< OH MY! >

	Siuan little game went fairly well, whatever happened in Caemlyn had
sent them to little outside Ebou Dar and had found out that the two
recently raised shawls, Elayne and Nynaeve, had accomplished their
mission of attaining the Bowl of Winds. She had brief knowledge of how
the rest of their little group came about, but more importantly the
Seanchan, feared by many and ever more to one who channeled, were nearby.

	They used the one power as a weapon; enslaving women who channeled to
become living weapons of destruction, the fact that they aren't getting
well away from this still gave her the shivers. *Burn those two little
guppies that don't know when a Jellyfish's arm is tapping them on the
head* Also the fact that Aes Sedai are following those two meant they
had gain a large amount of respect. She knew they would do so, only a
matter of time. Now was not the best of times.

	Siuan gave up little; the message from Caemlyn hid away her seeking of
her mysterious warder. That she kept to herself, only Egwene knew the
half of it.  The shock of the Asha'man kept them shocked enough to
escape without the question of how someone of her power can travel to
Ebou Dar.
 
	*I'm going to slap it out of that boy if I have to use a ship paddle to
do it* What he did was impossible, channeling, yet not with the signs of
channeling. She should not be able to see a thing and the power that
made the gate, Siuan knew that she carried no angreal; then it hit her,
*I linked with him, Oh light it can't be, he can't be a male channeler
and my Gaidin!* Was it even possible to link with a man, she didn't
know, but the evidence was there along side with more mysteries.

	The group were getting ready to show the wilders how to link now.
Whatever deal the two girls made, it was clearly too late now. They
meant to use the Bowl of Winds to change the weather and composing a
link of thirteen to do it, but in the process would be teaching Aes
Sedai secrets to those wilders. The world truly was changing.

	Siuan was not apart of the group; her power was now too low to join.
They had composed of the thirteen strongest around to use the
ter'angreal, it made sense, but she did not like it. It was annoying to
be constantly reminded of how weak she was now compared to before. Yet
she stood over to watch, at least they had given her that.

	The idle Aes Sedai watched with surprise, she was not so arrogant to
think that Aes Sedai would knew everything, but the wilder Seafolk was
displaying weaves that were years more complex then what she had been
taught. After a bit it finally ended, when the pattern acted up once
more with the distant rumble and screaming outside.

				< OH MY! >

	It was some kind of winged monster, a fleet of them with someone riding
it. Ranma could tell this was not a good thing, after all the other
warders sprang into action, but he knew things could never be quiet for
long, he almost expected another 'Ranma prepare to die' line coming up.

	The female warder, or so he thought, shot one down, she was an
excellent archer. There were seven warders counting him, and right now
everyone was readied to fight.

	He needed something to throw, kicking up a fisted size rock into hand,
Ranma let it into motion, a painful hit to the creature's left wing and
went into a free falling spiral. *Well these things aren't very tough*
But still he could see an army getting closer, and he knew running would
be a better option, and knew the others thought the same. *Awe hell,
stick an army in me would ya."

				< OH MY! >

	Siuan yelled, "Ranma get over here, now!" Giving a no-nonsense look, a
deeper one then the usual, if that had been possible, "Get the horse and
meet me down the hill, and I'm not repeating myself!" He knew it was not
the time to argue, besides he was too tired for another mallet size
headache, feeling she _really_ meant it now.

	"And Ranma, I don't want you to do what ever you did before." She had
that warning look again. She was very uncomfortable with his chi attacks
even though she lived in a world of magic, which was an odd thing.

	Ranma felt that she wanted to talk to him, but pushed it away with the
danger present. He had some idea of what it was. He remembered that
warders and their Aes Sedai were supposed to have no secrets. *She
doesn't say a thing to me, so why should I!*

	Catching a sight of Lan, he had a guess of where to get the horses.
Weaving through the chaos, Lan suddenly stopped and turned towards him.

	In one swift motion an object flew at him and he caught it all the
same. "Here, you'll need one." It was a sword with a scabbard; it looked
a bit fancy, but slightly moldy meaning it had just been just taken out
of storage.

	"I don't need it," Ranma intoned, he never really much cared for a weapon.

	"Better to have something that can cut a head off of those things,
you'll need it." It had been true enough; a weapon against creatures
would be better. He gave a look of understanding and attached it to his
side. It felt odd to have a sword by his side, but it didn't hinder much movement.

	The sword had some fancy decoration etched into the hilt, but little
else; it was sturdy and fairly sharp, good enough. Not much time to
think of such thing so Ranma quickly got moving.

	"What took you so long!" Siuan never seemed satisfied, but complained
little this time.  Getting on her horse became a spectacle, he could
tell she was never meant for a horse and helping her earned him a kick
to the face, standard Siuan reaction.

	She had changed her clothes, this time to a much more revealing dress.
It was cut for riding, but it was something that she obvious didn't like
wearing. Siuan wasn't the type to flaunt and was in one of those moods. 

	The army was getting closer and Ranma unconsciously almost reached for
the sword when a gate opened. *Sheesh, the bond must really be getting
to me for me to use this sword* Ranma had seen it before with the
black-coated sorcerers. He could feel the Siuan was very worried and
anxiety raged through her. He was glad there was no cold water around,
he had figured out that while being a girl everything got much more
emotional that was very bad. *Can't ya keep it to yourself, Siuan*

	Going through was slow, but steady, everything seemed to be going well
when Siuan stooped.

	"What are you doing!" screamed out Siuan. At first nothing was wrong,
but then he could see the opening slowly fading. That was not what was
supposed to happen from the experience with the black-coats.

	"I'm unraveling the weave, we can't let the Seanchan get a hold of
traveling," came the replied. Ranma still had no idea from the explanation.

	"Fool girl! We'll be killed by this!" that explained much better to
him. 

	Siuan cursed at the turn of events. *Why can't anything be easy*
Unraveling a weave was dangerous, anything could happen, deadly things.
Perhaps it could be used so no one could ever sense that weaving had
been done, but the risk made it a fool's choice.

	An argument started, but it was announced too late to stop. The others
were sent to move on, but for some reason Siuan stayed.

	"If you can do this fooled thing, I might as well stay here to witness
it," Ranma could only shrug, he was not leaving her. Now only the girl
warder and three others were around besides him and his Aes Sedai.
Everything was quiet until the archeress had fired the first shot. The
army had gotten closer.

	Everyone had been stuck with screams of pain, but then crossbow shots
returned back.

	"Watch out!" but it had been too late as Birgitte, Ranma thought that
had been her name, and the other red haired one got hit. Then a surge of
pain screamed thought his mind, but it wasn't his. 

	Siuan clutched her arm in pain. *Damn!* Worse of all, more came. He
sprang into action taking a few steps and drawing the sword in one swift
motion. The hands became alive as the sword danced with the wind to
slice down every crossbow bolt that even got close to him while in front
of Siuan. It was a 'Tenshin Amaguriken' while using a sword. Ranma had
learned it by catching chestnuts and swatting bees, swatting mini arrows
made little difference.

	There were some gasps, but quickly passed with the fire erupting from
the hurt read haired girl's hands. Ranma quickly picked up Siuan and
jump onto the horse, much to the horse's annoyance. It seemed Ranma and
the horse had an understanding though as the panic quickly died down.

	"Run for the crest, I can't keep this up much longer!" was screamed out
and quickly followed. The enemy started coming through the gateway by
now, but the most important thing had been to run. He was the only one
not hurt, not for long though.

	*BOOM*

	A shock wave hit him unknowingly for the second time while the horse
almost threw him over, the shock wave though, had. Ranma took the blunt
of the fall and the sword lucky fell harmlessly to the side, all was
quiet. A little pain by his standards as he propped himself up. Everyone
was alive. The area where the gate was however looked like a full
powered 'Perfect Shishi Hokodan' site.

	"What a day�" Ranma muttered to himself, the same way he mutters almost everyday.

				< OH MY! >

	A SD figure clasped in a cloak of pure white, with some red decorations
along the edges gets pushed out. SD seems to be a little grouchy. (Boy
is that an understatement)

	"Due too court order that enslaves me to this, I present you� ah
whatever this is suppose to do!"

	"Seanchan, they are all weird and stuff and like to collar women to women�humm�kinky."

	" Elayne Trakand, self-proclaimed queen, Green Ajah and has a tendency
to sniff."

	" Err� _Nyna_eve_ Al'Meara, self-proclaimed Yellow Ajah, Wisdom, and
has a tendency to pull her hair."  

	"Seafolks, Sea-folks."

	"Bowl of Winds, a bowl that can do winds�and some other things�"

	"What there is more!? Shoot me now�"            

				< OH MY! >

	She looked out the window from the palace of Cairhien. She could feel
the winds of destiny changing. A major event had happened. The time line
was still going accordingly, or how she remembered it might be. She
wasn't fate, whatever she thought was 'a might' and nothing more. Still
it was an advantage.

	Rand was coming; she had a magical tracker one certain people including
him. It was much more convenient if one knew where certain influential
people were. Ranma and Siuan was a different matter however, something
happened when the Hiryu Shoten Ha was used. It was a blur for them now,
but a little snooping would find them again.

	Rand came in as expected, "Moiraine, I'm leaving for Illian, I am in
need of an advisor." His voice was cold, harsh. She knew full well why,
but should she help with his renewal. It was a tap on the pattern that
could send deadly waves on destiny. She hated working when she wasn't
suppose to, but this world if it falls to the 'DarkOne' was not an option.

	"I have many things to catch up, I would rather not accompany you right
now," she spoke that with her most politely, friendliest, smile.

	Rand took the reaction very deeply, right now she believed he would be
analyzing it bit by bit, but he said nothing more. He was definitely on
the brink of exploding into emotional trauma. "As you wish Moiraine."

	Then his mask dropped, something was wrong. "Moiraine, your face�is
something wrong?"

	Blinking a few time she unconsciously touch the face that was not hers.
"I do not know, many things are a mystery to me right now."
True enough, but Rand said nothing more, maybe he thought it was another
trick and left.

	Looking into the mirror, her face, Moiraine's, was changing. The once
large dark eyes now had a tint of blue� or perhaps purple, and the hair�
there was also a faint tint of blue on her bangs. The face looked a bit
younger, slightly, almost unnoticeable unless you knew something was
wrong. *So that's it!*

	Realization hit her; it had been a setup. She was on another
assignment, but only this time she had direct contact with events and
unlike ordinary ones, she didn't know what she was suppose to do.

	A grim smile crossed her face, *So, I can do anything I want,
carefully, but none the less, no restrictions* A brief thought that she
might have to involve herself with a dark power, sparked, but paid
little attention to it. *I have much to do then, firs I have to get
Ranma's things, then find those two* Her power wasn't really gone then,
only it was buffered and slowing returning. That was why her features
were slowing changing or merging into what she was. *I would have to
lighten Rand up, he's still the catalyze to defeating the DarkOne and
now he has one more ally even if he doesn't know it yet*

	She also was going to need to prepare, it didn't matter anymore that
she had to act like Moiraine, a lot of trinkets were waiting for her in
the pocket space.




Author's Babble:
	Ready your mallets for either for or againist chapter 6 and sorry if I
ruined book 8 for anyone or mocked the series. It doesn't take me long
to write it up, but long to start one and I really do try my best to fix
grammar. The style is a little different after being told the constant
jumping was giving people headaches. I've also slowed the time frame a
lot (Jordan does the same too, blame him) so if it seemed to drag some
things on, it's coming but very slowly. This chapter's timeframe is
about an hour.

P.S. As not everyone read this book, any places where I can explain
about the book and not kill the story, please tell me. I will also be
malleting bugs around chapter 5 myself, but they're sneaky.
~Kuku