A Ranma 1/2, Tenchi Muyo, Matrix fusion ideafic. (Rough draft)
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Author's notes:
I'd like to thank a friend of mine for reminding me of my error in my previous
post about sending requests. Hopefully this ideafic would make up for my
lapse in judgement.
A.I.
by Kahlil Noriega
Saffron, beast of fire, master of the mountain Phoenix, my enemy, thought one
wounded Ranma Saotome on bent knee with eyes tight and swollen; lip punctured
and bleeding, he could only vaguely feel Saffron hovering closeby; surely gloating
that one so arrogant a mortal would face him in battle he thought bitterly. Hopefully
his death would mean something he thought, that somehow Akane may be spared
even as he felt Saffron glide towards him...
Saffron could feel it, feel the power rush and burn him, he felt glorious as his
ascension from the mountain grew so close he could grasp it like the neck he
held in his hand...
Choking, thought Ranma. Air, fight, must fight, Akane....
"Good bye..." Saffron said as Ranma felt his whole being burn and all he could
do was scream...
***
"What the #@$#%" gasped Tank as his screen suddenly went hay-wire as he fell
from his chair and landed on the cold hard floor. He quickly got up though as he
began typing furiously on the keyboard. Hoping that he wouldn't fail tracing this
phenomenon for the third time...
***
Breathe, must breathe, Ranma thought as he felt something hard jamming his throat
and began to choke. His hands grasped the long rubbery hose and pulled even as he
felt his whole body convulse as it struggled and bent in the fluid surrounding him.
Hands grasping, clawing, piercing through the membrane of his 'womb'. Breathe he
thought as he felt the last traces of the rubbery hose leave his mouth and gasped as
he took in air and breathed before opening his eyes slowly to see hell...
Everywhere he looked was darkness, with pillars of steel covering most of his vision,
housing tubes carrying men, women, and even children. Electriciy criss-crossed through
the tubes like glowing snakes before he noticed that he too sat in one. Chest deep with
eyes tearing, hands and mouth shaking, pink fluid dripping he couldn't believe; did not
want to believe, that he was in hell.
So preoccupied was he; that he did not notice the spider until it was before him. Metallic
claws gripping, choking his neck as it pulled him to dangle over his 'womb'. Glass eyes
blinking, inspecting, then frowning as he heard and felt the vacuum draining his 'womb'
as he felt himself thrown in...
And like all children at the time of birth, he screamed...
***
Ranma tasted dirt, felt the moistness of the soil on his cheek even as he felt water lap
against his chin. He opeened his eyes slowly, painfully as eyes that hadn't been used
for 16 ears adjusted to the light, what little was left anyway. Lightning brightened the sky
over head, and what little Ranma saw as he lay there on the soft soil helped alleviate
his growing fear...
Slowly, he mustered the strenght to rise, muscles that haven't been used in years starined
and he gritted his teeth as he steadied himself on his feet and with pained eyes staring at
the desert...
***
"What do you have for me Tank?" Neo asked beside Tank who was typing furious on
the keyboard.
"I don't know Neo, third time this month this happened. Still nothing..."
"Keep trying though, who knows what the AI is planning..."
"I'm on it." Tank said as he returned to his task on the computer.
"So, what do you think Morpheus?"
"Looks like sleeping beauty has woken up..."
***
On a cliff overlooking the vast desert, a man stood watching the skies with suppressed
fear. He held a long walking staff in hand, youthful features strained and taunt with the
elements. He wore a long robe, hooded, salvaged from the ruins he stayed in...
Tenchi Masaki looked back at his life, standing there at the edge of the cliff, almost
tempting him to jump. He had woken from his previous life into this maybe hours, days,
weeks or so, he didn't know. There was no sun, no watch to go by...
It seemed like years had passed since he first crossed that desert on foot, with dust
blowing constantly on his naked skin as he walked. It was better though than staying,
looking up at those pillars...
He shivered just at the thought of it. Ryouko, Aeka - No, he won't go there. Too many
memories, equally joyful as they were painful to remember. He won't cry, couldn't cry...
Even if he wanted to...
Then he saw it, movement among the blowing dusts of the desert. Slow, wavering, human
he thought as he leaped from his perce to slide along the cliffs face. Company, at last...
~ End ideafic.
Final notes:
Anyone is welcome to continue this if they want, if no one wants to, this will go to my list
of things to do in the future with other fics. And for those who asked me to forward to them
the fics I found, you'll find it on the FFML once I've finished sorting through the flood of replies
I got.
As for the idea itself:
Ranma, Tenchi and another one has woken up to the real world, their 'memories' intact, hoping
against hope that they'll somehow wake from this 'dream' and wake up in their old lives. Neo may
be 'The One', but the AI isn't stupid to simply let him walk away...
Anyway as always C&C is welcome.
Sincerely,
- Kahlil Noriega
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