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     Ranma was not sure what to make of the girl.  He did not 
believe her story, but he could not deny that -she- certainly 
thought it was true.  Nobody was that good of a liar.  "What do you 
mean, you wish you were here?  You are here!  Where do you think you 
are?"
     Ranko looked sadly back at Ranma.  "I told you.  I am just a 
memory.  A Psi-imprint of the original Ranko's mind.  You see, some 
distance from here, there is a large force of Zerg headed this way.  
They seem to be searching for something, so they obviously have 
discovered our existence.  It was Ranko's thought that if the Zerg 
actually saw us die, they would think there was nothing else to find 
and they would leave.  That would allow you the time you need to 
fully awaken.  We had to move fast.  First he imprinted his mind 
into our computers and created me, to guide you and explain things.  
Then he programmed your stasis bed to begin the thawing process.  
His death would be the trigger for the process to begin.  It seemed 
poetic for it to be that way, but now I see it was just dumb.  And 
then he left to fight the Zerg, and to die."
     Ranko's eyes caught Ranma's and pinned him with sudden 
intensity.  "Ranma, listen to me.  You are going to find out that 
what I have told you is the truth.  And when you do, keep this in 
mind.  If the Zerg catch you, if they bring you into the Swarm, they 
will become unstoppable.  They are nearly to that point now.  You 
have to leave this cave and find a life-path to follow.  When you 
do, stamp three times with all your might on the floor in the center 
of the room.  You will then have five minutes to leave before this 
cave destroys itself."
     The determination in her eyes grew stronger and her chin set 
firmly.  She was also beginning to speak quicker, her words almost 
stumbling over themselves.  "I have told you everything I can.  Even 
now I can feel the stored Psi energy that is my source begin to wear 
down.  Remember these three things: First, the Zerg -can- be killed.  
They are strong, but not eternal.  Second, do not give up hope.  The 
levels of your powers are seriously depleted due to your long sleep 
and the damage to your mind.  But they will return to you gradually.  
And third, my Caste brothers are going to be watching.  They cannot 
do much while the Overmind controls the Zerg, but if they see a way 
to help you, they will try to do so."
     "Goodbye Ranma.  For 35 million years I have been watching over 
you.  I want you to know that you were not alone while you slept."  
Ranko was looking down at the ground, and Ranma hear regret in her 
voice.  The she looked up.  "One more thing Ranma," she said giving 
him the thumbs-up, "go kick some ass!"  And the she evaporated like 
smoke.  The room soon followed her example, and Ranma found himself 
back in the little niche with the way open into the cave.
     As Ranma slowly stepped back into the main room of the cave, he 
thought about what he had just gone through.
     "That was a -colossal-,"  Ranma said to himself, his eyes wide 
and mind whirling, "waste of time!  Huge!"  *Did she really think I 
would believe that crap?  Space aliens.  Ha!  Frozen.  Ha!  35 
MILLION years!!  Yeah, right!  I'm gonna go find Cologne and get her 
to take back whatever she did to my memories!*
     He looked around and decided that the only thing left for him 
to do is to try the last dot of light on the far side of the wall.
     *Still, SHE seemed to believe it.  And I don't know how she 
managed that disappearing trick at the end.  Maybe she's ninja?  But 
she did look like me.*  Ranma's mind was mostly still on the strange 
encounter he had just experienced, but he did have presence of mind 
enough to activate the last door.  *Now this is more like it!*  On 
the other side of the door was a dark tunnel, rough hewn from the 
same type of rock that was in the cave.  He walked down the cave 
perhaps twenty feet when the darkness swallowed what little light 
flowed into it from the cave behind him.  *No problem,*  he thought 
as he summoned his battle aura to act as a light.  Or he tried to 
summon anyway.  For some reason he could not muster even the 
slightest of glows.  "What the hell...?"  he muttered, shocked.  He 
had been able to create a battle aura since he was a kid.
     "So!  Think it will make it easier for you if you cut off my 
Chi, eh?  Well, it ain't gonna work!"  Ranma felt better after 
yelling this.  He started making his way down the tunnel, carefully 
probing with his hands and feet so he won't step into a trap.  "I'm 
gonna find ya, then I'm gonna kick your ass, and I don't need my Chi 
to do it!"  Ranma blindly followed the cave around a corner and 
noticed an exit leading to a dimly lit sky not too far ahead.  "Ha!  
Made it!"  He continued speaking to his kidnappers, all of whom he 
knew were sweating now that he found the way out.  "I have to admit 
though, I just can't figure out why you would think I was dumb 
enough to listen...to...all...that...crap?"  When Ranma reached the end 
of 
the tunnel, he found himself standing on a high precipice 
overlooking a mountain range.  Except for a thin path that wound 
down one side and around the corner, it was pretty much a straight 
drop down several thousand feet.  A huge sun was just starting to 
rise in front of him, and he could make out huge tendrils of 
billowing smoke wafting from just over the horizon. 
     "......" he said.
     *......* he thought.
     Ranma Saotome had seen many strange things in his life, some of 
which he still remembered.  He was still convinced that he was 
somewhere on Earth.  And then a giant creature flew overhead, coming 
over the mountain top behind him, flying over him, and heading for 
the plumes of smoke in the distance.  The creature was a combination 
of gray with blue markings.  It was squat, wider than it was long, 
and had eight long legs sprouting from its sides and pointing 
straight out.  It actually looked like a really huge jumping spider.  
A really huge jumping spider that could fly.
     Seeing this one creature, something that he was absolutely 
certain did not belong on Earth, caused his mind to accept one 
horrible fact.  A realization that was so dreadful in its meaning 
that he clenched his hands in anger and growled deep in his throat.  
The Earth was being invaded.  They captured him so that they would 
have no obstacle in their conquest.  
     *No wait,* his mind thought, *lets think about this.*
     This time he got it right.  Realization that everything that 
Ranko had told him was true flooded his mind.  He had been asleep 
for millions of years.  He was on another planet.  Akane, Ucchan, 
Shampoo, his home, his friends, his Pop, his mother...they were all 
dead.  Dead.  All of them.  When you take into consideration what 
Ranma had gone through in the past few hours, it is not too 
surprising that Ranma did what he did.  He fainted.


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     A little while later he woke up and stood again, taking in the 
sight that had not changed much.  Deciding that he really did not 
want to think about it, Ranma shoved all his problems into the back 
of his mind and started to make his way down the curving path.  For 
a long time he was running down, his mind numb and movements 
automatic.  At last the path widened a bit and the air was 
noticeably thicker than it had been up in the cave.  Now traveling 
at considerable speed, Ranma rounded a corner and literally crashed 
into a creature that had been traveling just as fast the other 
direction.  Picking himself up off of the ground, he shook his head 
to clear it a bit; an action the creature did as well.  When Ranma 
finally got a good look at what it was he ran into, he found himself 
face to face with a Zergling.
     The Zergling for the most part wasted no more time.  It 
immediately struck out with its two forearms at the human that it 
had found.  Fast enough so that the arms blurred, the natural twin 
blades that comprised the Zergling's forearms launched towards the 
still slightly woozy Ranma.
     However woozy Ranma may have been, he was never one to get 
himself killed.  Just as fast as the creature struck forward with 
its two forearms, Ranma leapt backwards, performed a single twist in 
the air, and landed on his feet six meters away.  The Zergling, 
expecting to be looking at the human's disemboweled corpse, stood 
still while it adjusted.  This gave Ranma enough time to look over 
the monster he had run into.
     "Damn that's a big dog!" he said out loud, though it was 
painfully obvious that he was not facing a canine.  *Is that a Zerg?  
Ranko said they were here.  I wonder if...*  His thought was 
interrupted by the Zergling's next attack.
     The Zergling's limited mind was working overtime.  The human 
was obviously going to be tougher to kill than the others it had 
hunted with its brothers.  It was alone for it was assumed that one 
Zergling would be enough to destroy the human spotted by the 
Guardian, and it was currently out of range of an Overlord to relay 
any sort of information.  In the end, the Zergling decided to follow 
its instincts.  Leaping forward with it powerful hind legs, it swung 
its forearms out again, trying to impale the weak creature before 
it.
     Ranma backed up quickly as the Zergling continued to swing and 
lunge with its sword-like arms, eventually leaping over the creature 
and landing further down the sloping trail.  The Zerg, of course, 
immediately spun around and leapt once again at the human that was 
causing it so much trouble.  This time, however, Ranma did not back 
away.  Instead he slid under the Zergling as it was still in the 
air, and kicked the creature in it's belly with both legs.  The Zerg 
went flying down the wide path, to land heavily on it's back.
     The carapace of the alien was tough enough that it was 
uninjured by the landing, but it was a bit disoriented as it righted 
itself and looked up.  Right into Ranma's frowning face.  Then the 
world spun a bit as some sort of great weight crashed into it's 
head.
     "Hey Fido," Ranma said after finishing his spinning kick, "you 
are exactly what I need right now."  And he proceeded to take out a 
day's worth of frustration, anger, worry, fear, and confusion on the 
murderous beast.  "I...want...to...show...you...something." he 
ground out through clenched teeth, punctuating each word with a 
punch or a kick.  He then backflipped a few meters, drew in his 
confidence, and shouted out "Mouko Takabisha!"
     Nothing happened.
     The Zerg, more than a bit dizzy and in pain from the incredibly 
hard hits it had just taken, watched in total confusion as the human 
it had been hunting stood up the slope, holding its forearms out, 
and standing still.  Was something supposed to happen?  The Zergling 
slowly stood up from where it had collapsed, and started to flee 
down the path as quick as possible..
     Ranma was silently cursing himself.  *Damn, I forgot!  When 
Ranko said my Chi was low, she wasn't kidding!*  He came out of his 
daze just in time to see the Zergling turn to corner of the trail 
quite some distance off.  Sprinting, he was able to turn that same 
corner just a minute after the creature had.
     But there was no sign of the Zergling.  The mountain was a 
large one, and Ranma was about halfway down, meaning the path was 
long and only slightly curving.  This side's length could be seen 
for quite some distance.  The Zergling had obviously been hurt, and, 
while fast, did not seem fast enough to turn the corner at the far 
end of the path in the short time it had been out of sight.
     *Damn, he's getting away!*  Ranma ran even faster down the 
trail.  Completely missing the very tiny hole that did not belong in 
the ground.
     He ran down the trail and around the corner a couple of times 
before stopping, slightly out of breath.  Calming himself, and 
regulating his breathing, he listened very carefully, trying to hear 
something that would point the way to his enemy.  He could hear 
nothing.  *Shit!*
     Looking around he tried to get his bearings.  He was closer to 
the bottom than the top, but he still had quite some distance to 
cover before he hit the ground.  The part of the mountain that he 
was on now was almost totally devoid of plant life, except for the 
occasional scraggly bush.  He had a clear view of the other 
mountains and he could see down to the valley at the base.  As a 
matter of fact, if he walked over to the side, like this, and he 
looked down, like this, he should be able to see the next stretch of 
trail below him...
     *Waitaminute, what's that?*
     Ranma could indeed see the next stretch of trail quite some 
distance below him.  However, it was not uninhabited.  He could see 
the back of some large creature.  Taking in his distance from the 
creature, and how far above it he was, he figured it to be around 
ten feet tall.  He could not see much of it, but he could just make 
out two arms, and a long tail that grew into a snake-like body that 
resembled an upright S.  The creature did not move, except for it's 
head slowly swaying back and forth, it just kept looking down the 
trail.  *He's waiting for something!*  Ranma realized.  *Its gotta 
be a Zerg.  But what's it waitin' for?  It doesn't look like the 
other one.  If its here for me, it should be facing this way.*
     Figuring he could just keep walking down the path the way he 
was now and still surprise the Zerg from behind, Ranma continued 
down the trail; periodically looking over the side to make sure the 
Zerg had not turned around nor moved.  However, as he reached a 
position right above the Zerg, a sudden abundance of thick bushes 
obscured his view, so he could not see it from the top nor front.  
When he finally moved past the obstructions, he discovered that the 
trail below him had taken a steep downward turn and was much further 
away.  He could, however, make out a small figure slowly making its 
way up the steep trail.  Squinting and concentrating, he could make 
out what appeared to be a person climbing the path, using a walking 
stick to prop himself up.
     *uh, oh!*  he thought as he watched the person climb ever 
closer to the more level part of the path.  The speed of the 
person's movements and the reliance on the walking stick  told Ranma 
that the person was either old, or physically frail.  In other 
words, the person had no chance against the Zerg that was now 
obviously waiting in ambush.  "WATch..."  Ranma suddenly stopped his 
shout.  Any noise he made that could be heard by the person, would 
also be heard by the Zerg.  He had to stop the Zerg before the 
person reached it, there was no other way he could see.  And he 
would have to do it fast, the person was nearing the top of the 
incline.
     Running back the way he had come, he passed the open area where 
he first saw the Zerg.  Moving even further up the trail, he looked 
for a way down the side, but found none that even he could navigate.  
It seemed this part of the mountain was fairly vertical.  Realizing 
that he was about out of time, and he did not have enough of it to 
simply run down the trail and around the mountain, he decided to do 
it anyway.
     Walking down the trail he found a side that was more navigable 
and looked down.  He was at just about the exact spot he had been 
when he first saw the creature far below.  Looking down now, he 
could see the Zerg make its way down the trail, obviously having 
seen the traveler.  He was out of time.
     Taking a breath and calming himself, he leapt out into the air.  
Landing on a large protruding rock, he jumped again, this time to a 
very thin tree growing from the rockside.  Twisting, turning, 
jumping, and falling; he quickly made his way down the side of the 
mountain, finally landing on his hands on the trail.   With a 
flourish, he pushed himself in the air with his arms righted himself 
and looked around.  Grimacing, he then ran flat out down the path.
     Turning a minor corner of the trail, he arrived just in time to 
see the Zerg use its forearms to swat the traveler aside and into 
the mountain wall.  The creature was standing in profile to Ranma, 
but turned his way when the person was thrown.  Not really taking 
time to study the creature, Ranma ran even faster and jumped into a 
flying kick.
     "Kiiiiyaaaa!" he shouted as he flew through the air.  The beast 
was just able to raise its head a bit and see him coming when his 
kick connected with the Zerg's chest area.  The force of the blow, 
increased by the speed Ranma had been running at, was enough to send 
the Zerg flying back ten or fifteen feet and onto its back.
     Ranma landed heavily after the kick.  The creature was much 
more dense then he had guessed, and now his legs felt like he had 
run into the side of a battleship.  Barely he was able to stay 
standing, but his legs felt very weak and shook slightly.  Bending 
over with his hands on his knees, he looked at the creature, while 
taking darting glances at the person he had just rescued.
     *It's a girl!  Man, she's out of it!*  The girl that lay on the 
ground was obviously either dead or knocked out.  The slight groan 
she had made as he passed over her suggested that she was not yet 
dead.  But to tell the truth, Ranma had other things on his mind 
than to wonder how she was doing.
     The Hydralisk shook itself a bit as it righted itself.  In its 
whole existence it had never been hit that hard before.  The 
Hydralisk was a more sophisticated Zerg than the simple Zergling 
that Ranma had fought earlier.  It had a mind capable of thought and 
had lots of animal cunning.  Right now it was excited.  It had not 
been allowed to join the invasion of the human capital.  Instead it 
had been sent into the less populated reaches of the area to hunt 
down any humans that might have escaped or were living on farms.  
Then it had been called away from that easy task to hunt down the 
human that the Overmind wanted captured.  Both tasks were easy and 
had no challenge to them.  The human was unconscience nearby and the 
few humans it had found had to be cajoled into putting up a decent 
fight at all.  Though it had to admit the humans made wonderful 
screaming noises when punctured hundreds of times with it's needles.  
Especially the smallest humans.  Shoot a couple of those and the 
rest would cry out and begin to fight back.  Still, they were no 
challenge.  But now, here was a human that might possibly be worth 
fighting.  The Hydralisk wondered what this human would sound like 
when it screamed.
     Ranma for the most part was keeping a wary eye of the creature 
before him.  He was a little unnerved at the sheer size of the Zerg, 
and his legs were only now starting to regain some feeling.  Sizing 
up the creature, from its spike-studded tail, to its armor-plated 
head, he had to admit it was perhaps the scariest thing he had ever 
seen.  *Still,* he thought idly, *its better looking than 
Pantyhose.*
     The Hydralisk, having felt the damage Ranma could do up close, 
decided to use its primary weapon.
     Ranma stood up straight and watched the Zerg warily as the 
creature rose to its full height.  It then brought its head down a 
bit, presenting the strange apex of its armor just behind its head.  
For the first time, Ranma saw hundreds of tiny needles projecting 
from the Zerg's top carapace and neck.  These needles were pointing 
in all directions, or at least they were.  He had maybe a second to 
ponder things, turn pale, and start jumping around as a great deal 
of the needles suddenly oriented on him and fired.
     Ranma was in pain, a bit shook up, and starting to get 
physically tired.  Despite all of this he forced himself to move 
faster than he had in a long time to try to avoid or catch the long, 
straight needles flying towards him.  He succeeded for maybe half 
the needles.
     Ranma flew back and to the side, twisting in midair, as several 
of the tiny missiles punched into him with armor piercing force.  
Grunting in pain, he slowly got to his hands and knees and took 
inventory.  His right arm had been hit a couple of times, the blood 
already beginning to soak his shirt, as well as his right shoulder, 
a huge cut along his abdomen, and once in his right leg.  *Damn that 
hurts!* he thought, *But pain is good, means I'm not in shock.  
Which means this bastard is going down!*
     The Hydralisk was impressed and more than a little happy.  The 
other humans had been killed by this time.  This one was still 
alive!  More opportunities for games!  It watched the human slowly 
get back onto its feet and realized that it had not heard the weak 
human scream.  It decided to see what it would take.  It oriented a 
single needle and fired.
     Ranma gasped in pain again as a hole appeared in his left hand.  
Clenching his teeth and grimacing, he kept his head down trying to 
deal with this sudden new pain, glaring at his tormentor through his 
eyebrows.  Now Ranma was pissed.
     "C'mon, is that the best you can do?  I know a tomboy that 
could hit harder!  You can't fight!  You're nothing!  Nothing!"  
Ranma was ready now, his anger overriding the pain that had flooded 
his brain just moments before.
     The Hydralisk was having fun.  Not only was the weak creature 
in front of it still alive, but it was also showing aggression.  All 
the better!  It would take some skill to make this one scream, and 
the Zerg was feeling up to the task.  It oriented another needle and 
fired.  Only to watch in shock as the weak human snatched the 
speeding needle from the air just before it impacted on his left 
knee.  Another needle, another snatch, this time from just in front 
of it's left shoulder.  Ok then, two needles.  One grabbed from the 
air, the other knocked off course by the injured hand.  The 
Hydralisk stopped and stood studying the human in front of it, 
starting to get the impression that maybe it was in more danger than 
it had previously thought.  After a moments hesitation, it decided 
to end its sport, kill the standing human, and take its original 
prey back to the Swarm as the Overmind had commanded.  Flaring most 
of it remaining needles, and the few that had regenerated from its 
previous shots, it prepared to turn Ranma into a pincushion, when 
Ranma spoke up, distracting it.
     "You think you're hot stuff?  Because you can shoot things?  
You like shooting things from far away, eh?  Well, I'm not too bad 
at that either.  Try This!"  With that Ranma started throwing the 
rocks he had picked up while the Zerg hesitated.  After the first 
salvo, he kneeled on the ground and started to throw every rock and 
stone he could reach with both his hands.  Ignoring the pain, he 
threw as hard as he could, shuffling forward to reach more of the 
plentiful rocks on the ground.
     The Zerg hurt.  It had never felt pain itself before and was 
stunned that this human was able to cause it.  At first it had 
wanted to chuckle when it saw the human start to throw pieces of 
ground at it, but that only lasted until the third or fourth rock 
had hit.  And the pain had begun.  At first the rocks merely bounced 
off its though hide and carapace, but after a few hits, dents began 
to appear.  And then cracks and holes.  Soon it was peppered with 
dozens of small holes which were bleeding profusely.  A few places 
deep inside it body had curious aches and pains.  It needed to get 
away, to burrow itself safely and heal.  It began to turn away when 
suddenly half of its eyesight disappeared in a hot red flash, and 
its mind became scrambled.  With a high pitched scream, it fell over 
onto its side, gave a shuddering sigh, and died.
     Ranma himself collapsed as well.  Deciding that the path made 
for a comfortable bed, he took a quick nap.
     Sometime later, he woke up.  It must not have been too long 
since he had passed out, as the sun had barely moved in the sky.  
Sitting up with his legs stretched in front of him, he checked his 
wounds.  As far as he could tell, each of the injures were clean 
holes, in one side and out the other.  That was good, since he had 
no idea how he would have taken a needle out had it still been in.  
Funny thing though, the bleeding had stopped and the holes were a 
bit smaller than he would have thought.  He had always been a fast 
healer, and as his skills in the Art grew, he began to heal faster 
as his body toughened and matured.  But he could not remember having 
healed this fast before.  Shrugging it off, he proceeded to slowly 
get to his feet, grunting with pain with every movement.  Looking at 
the corpse of the Zerg he had killed, an exhilarating thought 
crossed his mind.
     "Ranma Saotome!  The best damn Martial Artist on TWO worlds!"  
His shout echoed across the mountains, followed quickly by his 
delighted laugh.  *Even the ole Pervert can't say that!*  Then he 
remembered something that caused him to feel very tired.  *Or I 
guess I should say -couldn't- say that.*  The memory that everybody 
he knew was dead started to weigh once again on his mind, before he 
pushed it back.  Looking around, he remembered the reason he fought 
the Zerg.
     Limping over to the fallen figure of the woman he had rescued, 
he could see her body move with regular breathing.  Heartened by 
this sign of life, he turned her over from the crumpled position she 
was in.
     She looked in a bad way.  If he was any judge, and having lived 
much of his life on the road, he was, she was exhausted.  Minor cuts 
and bruises lined her face, and her red hair was matted and dirty.  
Her green and white, form-hugging outfit was caked with dirt and 
ash.  Nearby, what he had originally thought was a walking stick 
turned out to be a really huge and intimidating rifle of some sort.  
He tried several ways to wake her up, from poking her in the side, 
to shaking her face (careful not to grab any cuts), and even 
shouting at her.
     Looking around, he could see only one thing he could do.  If 
the Zerg were roaming around looking for him, and the woman was in 
no condition to protect herself, he had to hide her someplace.  *Not 
that I can't take on anything that shows up,* he thought defiantly 
to himself, *but a Martial Artist cannot allow a defenseless person 
to be placed in danger.*  Unfortunately there was only one place he 
knew of that was even slightly safe and defendable.  With a 'Why 
Me!' look on his face, he looked back up the huge mountain to the 
very top, where he had started out.
     Grabbing the gun to use as a crutch, he gingerly grabbed the 
back of the woman's suit and started to drag her the long distance 
to the top.  This was going to take a loooooooong time.
     On one of his frequent stops, he looked down at the still 
unconscience woman.  "You better not be looking to get married!"  
And he continued upwards and onwards.
     Again, he never noticed the small air hole that had formed on 
the ground.  This one was further down the trail than the previous 
one had been.  He did notice the strangely disturbed patch of ground 
where the last air hole had been though.  But at that time his 
muscles were screaming at him, his legs were about to collapse, and 
his wounds had partially reopened, so he had other things on his 
mind.



Author's Notes:

     OK, here it is, finally.  Chapter 3.  I had most of this 
planned out a long time ago, but real life intruded into my time.  
All sorts of things happened, one right after the other, including 
the release of the Brood Wars expansion set, my becoming readdicted 
to Diablo (and Hellfire), my office moving to a new building, 
medical problems for myself and other family members, a brief 
vacation, and, well, lets just say a whole bunch of stuff.
     I want to take this time to thank Phoenix for taking the time 
to look over this chapter and sending back some comments.  He also 
let me know that I was successful in writing in such a way that a 
person does not need to be familiar with the Starcraft game to be 
able to understand what is going on.  Thanks Phoenix! (now, when is 
Differing Powers part 2 coming out??)
     I'd also like to thank Ranko@V-Wave for looking over part A of 
this chapter, and for prompting me to keep writing over the past few 
months.  Thanks!
     
     A few points that may answer some question you might have:
1) Why did the Xel'Naga do the things they did, in the order 
they did them in?  Why did they act that way?  We have to 
keep in mind that the Xel'Naga are aliens and do things 
differently then you or I would do them.  That is why they 
explored there entire planet before even thinking about 
traveling the stars.  That is also why they packed up their 
entire race and moved to another galaxy without leaving some 
behind on their home planet.
2) Body, Spirit, Mind.  These are the three powers of life.  
The power of the Spirit is called Chi, and the power of the 
Mind is called Psi.  The Protoss are weak in Body, average 
in Chi (with potential), and high in Psi.  Humans are 
average in Body, average in Chi (with potential), and 
average in Psi (becoming stronger).  The Zerg are high in 
Body, average-high in Chi (applied only in forcing 
evolution), and weak in Psi.  The Zerg are looking to 
increase their powers of the Mind, so they could fight the 
Protoss and absorb them into the Swarm.  Ranma is very high 
in all categories, but with his current memory problems and 
depletion he is high in Body (he does not know this), weak 
in Chi, and weak in Psi.  His Chi should be coming back to 
him quickly, with Psi coming more slowly.
3) What would have happened if Ranma had tried to open the door 
to the outside first?  He would have burned his hand.  It 
could only be opened when the Ranko hologram had finished 
running.
4) Hmmmm, I know there were other places that might cause 
questions or require explanations, but to tell the truth I 
cannot think of them right now.  Write me with any 
questions!

Coming in Chapter 4: Kerrigan meets Ranma, Ranma meets Kerrigan.  
Ranma learns why humans have migrated to the area and how Kerrigan 
got to be where she was.  I do not know when I will write this 
chapter, I have some ideas for other stories in my head right now 
and may work on them for a while (plus finally getting around to 
writing the second chapter to Ranmanji, my Ranma/Jumanji crossover I 
started and posted a looong time ago).