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The Eye of the World
The Great Hunt
The Dragon Reborn
The Shadow Raising
The Fires of Heaven
The Lord of Chaos
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The Path of Daggers
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				My BAKA Gaidin
			    Wheel of Time Series
				Ranma 1/2
Keys
*(thoughts)*
Chapter 5

	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 than 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 gave one more 
leverage and she needed all the advantages 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 that boy was agile, 
the grace he causally wears was like a dance itself, if he was a 
swordsman there 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. *She sounds like Nabiki's usual* It was more than 
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 like 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 
even more surprising. Maybe it was just from being weather worn, or 
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 more percise, the Kin
and 
Seafolk. The Seafolk 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 
tried to 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 a shame 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 were 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.

	"Where 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 an unarmed fighter* 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 his 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 being 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 much more 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 she can. 
"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 had 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 find 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 now 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 of it a 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 hadn't liked 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 woman 
leaned by a wall lazily spoke out. "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 
Long braided golden hair hung about her back, she seemed to always 
have the 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 area 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 
pondering 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's 
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 was getting ready to show the wilders how to link 
now. Whatever deal the two girls made, it was clearly too late. 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 know 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 fist 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. *Aw 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 
horses 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!*

	"Yea, sure, whatever," muttered an already departing Ranma.
'Bend to her and her's will bend when time comes to step in front'
That had been a phrase Lan had muttered, it wasn't working.

	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. He would have chuckled if he didn't have a foot 
implanted in he face.

	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 and 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 stopped.

	"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 fool 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 a combination of 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 red haired girl's hands. Ranma quickly picked up 
Siuan and jumped 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 supposed 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."  

	"Wilders, Aes Sedai are tame even if they don't act it, wilders 
are every other women that can channel."

	"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 were 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 the world falling 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 the 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 times she unconsciously touched the face that 
was not hers. "I do not know, many things are a mystery to me right 
now."
True enough, but Rand didn't comment on this, maybe he thought it 
was another trick and left immediately.

	Looking into the mirror, her face, Moiraine's face, 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, first I have to get Ranma's 
things, then find those two* Her power wasn't really gone then, only it 
was buffered and slowly returning. That was why her features were 
slowly 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.


Chapter 6
	
	It was getting dark; night seemed to come very fast, that was 
very odd for a season, which looked like it was going through a drought. 
The sky was cloudless; it wasn't the best of nights to be outside as the 
air was dry and it was still hot even with the sun going down. It was 
better than the day though. His surroundings were much nicer than 
everywhere else he had visited in this world. Whoever lived here was 
rich, a noble he guessed.

	Ranma was not in deep thought unlike what was shown on his 
features. He was just looking. He had been doing too much thinking 
lately. A lot of things ran through his mind, but he pushed it aside; 
right now he was at peace with himself.

	He had been surprised Siuan hadn't come looking for him. Her 
emotions told him that she wanted to rip him apart, which he didn't 
know why, but she said nothing. *What does she want from me?* 
Everytime she would glaze at him with those determined eyes, but 
nothing followed.

	She had been hurt, but was healed. A whole group of magic 
users�all women. He never understood them, the only one he could 
somewhat relate to was Birgitte the archeress warder. He 
remembered Siuan had been most astonished by Chi. Was it that 
important? She hated or feared it, he didn't know why. *If using chi was 
that bad, how would she react to the curse?* Akane had called him a 
pervert for that and if anything else the curse gave nothing but 
trouble.

	Ranma decided to just relax, trying not to think; it would only 
further confuse him. He got this habit after arriving at the Tendo's. It 
was sometimes better if he just got away from it all for one moment. 
He was a man though, and he wouldn't run from anything.

	"It's a beautiful sight"

	 A voice, he hadn't felt a presence, but someone was behind 
him. The voice was familiar; he had wondered what happened to her or 
even if she was real�now�

	He spun around so he could see her, or an image of her. Faint 
and misty, she was there with those big dark eyes, that serene face, 
and that ageless face. *Ageless?* A brief image of those two Aes 
Sedai came into the mind. They were old with their hair pure white, 
twins, but the face; they had an ageless face to them, just like her.

	"You're an Aes Sedai," he breathed out. "Are� are you real?" 
He was taken aback by all these new information.

	"I'm real, I can be sure of that," a musical voice, calm yet firm. 
He could remember Siuan doing that a lot too, though she added that 
harsh side to it. Hers was a more calm and pleasurable one.

	"How, what are you?" He was in a ready stance now. This was 
not Ranma's first time at seeing a ghost, but one could never be too 
careful.

	"I have no knowledge of how this happened, but it appears I am 
linked to you." The answer struck like needle.

	"Linked?" This conversation had a nagging familiarity to the one 
he had with Siuan.

	"I seemed to have to be near you. At first no one could see me, 
but then, right now�I felt closer to you, almost as if I can feel your 
presence," Moiraine had not dropped that serene face. She was quite a 
sight, like a queen talking. "Then I knew you could hear me."

	*Linked�like a bond* He remembered he almost felt another 
bond a while back. Checking carefully, he could feel Siuan inside the 
house and there was a faint hint of a second one, near by, but 
whenever he tried to look too carefully it always went back to Siuan. 
*How?*

	"Is something wrong Ranma?" Moiraine voice sounded like she 
almost cared. Ranma had no idea with her. Siuan had been easier to 
tell, even if she hid it with her cool face. But with all that he could
still 
feel what was inside her.

	The last time he had been with Moiraine, she played him like 
fiddle. Like his mother, she made every suggestion sound so right and 
like Nabiki, she would always have that hint that she was right and he 
was wrong.

	"Interesting," came another new voice, this one too sounded 
too familiar for his mind. Ranma thought he had gone insane. Had she 
thrown her voice, he swore Moiraine was now behind him. Spinning 
around fast, there was a person behind him, sitting idly on a rock. 
*Was I so startled that I didn't feel that presence too?*

	Cloaked in white, this person had a hood that hid the face in 
mystery. She had on mostly white from what little the cloak hadn't hid. 
There were red triangle like patterns embroidered along the edges of 
the cloak and she wore blue slippers that sparkled with a crystal light. 
Right now the person was sitting casually on a large rock cross-legged. 
>From the voice it was a she, and probably could be Moiraine's twin if
not 
Moiraine herself.

	"I was wondering where she had went." A musical voice, almost 
teasing, unlike what the image besides him usually sounded like. This 
voice had more emotion to it, not Moiraine's serene tone.

	Pulling the hood back, she revealed her face, the serene face 
of Moiraine Sedai. 

	"But, but how?" Ranma half muttered, half shouted.

	"Long story�" the cloaked Moiraine spoke. "To say, I brought 
you here and was gave you a hand, a bit, when you used the Hiryu 
Shoten Ha. Now we have this situation here." She explained as if 
everything had been so obvious. 

	*What? She caused this? Who was she, what did I ever do to 
her?* Ranma was confused, amazed, and angry all at the same time. 
"Who are you? Why did you do this to me!?" She only gave a friendly 
smile back.

	"Me�ooh_ Destiny. No? How about Kukuru then? I used to use 
that a long time ago. I always liked that name," she answered all too 
casually. Kukuru knew Ranma well and already knew what his thoughts 
were beforehand. 

	"You, Ranma, was needed in this world, didn't Siuan tell you the 
story? I guess not." She had not even skipped a beat at that. "Well the 
Dark One soon will be upon this world, and you are needed to save this 
world." *Well the reason I brought him here was to help* Ranma was 
stunned by the explanation, she knew something like that would keep 
him from complaining. For him to protest was to lose honor. "You might 
want to ask Moiraine sometime."

	"Me? DarkOne?" Ranma responded with his mouth open. *To 
fight an evil in this world, to save this world* His head was spinning,
all 
these questions popping up in his head, it was hard to think straight.

	Seeing he was stunned she went on. She liked keeping secrets, 
but it would be much easier to get some facts known. "And we are all 
linked now, Me, you, Moiraine, and Siuan I suppose, though I don�t think 
anyone besides you and me can see Moiraine over there," Kukuru's tone 
suddenly got more serious. "For me, I think we're bonded. How? I have 
no idea how one can be bonded to two people, but I can feel it as much 
as you." 

	She gave him no time to think and Moiraine acted like if she 
was not there. How well it fit to bully Ranma. Dropping a heavy pack 
that Ranma had lost a while back, "Something you left behind. You 
might not want to tell Siuan yet; she has enough problems for now, 
may we speak again, ta-da." And with a flip into the air she was gone.

	Ranma blinked a few times *Bonded? Linked? Hey she�d 
disappeared!* Everything just became a blur, she, the girl who looked 
like Moiraine never gave him a chance to think. It was one shock after 
another and now she just disappeared. Looking back, Moiraine was still 
there as if nothing had happened. She gave a slight arch from her 
eyebrow as an indication she was alive. *Why can't life ever be easy�*

				< OH MY! >

	Off to a distance Kukuru smiled at her performance, it was 
just so convenient that Moiraine was also there. Ranma was so easy to 
maneuver, but then she knew him quite well. She always liked doing 
these mysterious roles, it was just fun. *What to do now, visit Rand?* 
Well now it was all a big game, but not with anyone in particular, it
was 
with the pattern. The ultimate force, if go about wrong could cause 
much damage because of her interferance.

	"I wonder if there are any little trinkets for him, he might have 
a hard road ahead of him." Destiny was spinning on the young boy and 
she was directly linked to it. She could feel him, the bond allowed that 
and he could feel, if a little harder, her. *It's been awhile since 
something this exciting happened*

				< OH MY! >

	Siuan was tired; healing took a lot of energy when it was a 
wound this serious. Ranma had rescued her, *Maybe that boy was good 
for something* She was too tired to deal with him now and she didn't 
want to think about what the boy had again done, again. It wasn't 
channeling, or at least it hadn't looked it, but it wasn't natural
either. 
Ranma had been amazing, that sword in his hand had became a blur, a 
deadly move. Again and again, he had shocked her with something new, 
she could not deal with it right now.

	There was a knock on the door, it was Elayne with her head 
high and graceful form. She had also received some healing, but not as 
severe. Siuan herself felt like collapsing, at least this time it would
be 
on a bed. Another game, probably on the topic of going to Caemlyn. She 
was too tired for this right now, but it was not so tiring for her to 
sleep yet.

				< OH MY! >

	Sleep came and went, but it wasn't very restful. Ranma 
couldn't sleep much; it wasn't so much of the resent discoveries, but 
the new feelings that seem to nag him to no end. It wasn't so much of 
the one he had with Siuan, but the other woman, the one that he 
couldn't see right now, Moiraine. He knew she was there, just that he 
couldn't see it.

	It hadn't taken him long to figure out the trigger for his sight 
of her spirit. One had to devoid the mind of wandering thoughts and 
focus; feeling and sensing, almost as if one would sense the aura of an 
opponent. He didn't need that now; the unusual bond told him she was 
close, very close.

	Giving up sleep was almost a pleasure at the first crack of 
light, strangely he wasn't feeling as tired as he should. Perhaps it was 
something about being a warder, Moiraine had told him a little of what a 
warder gets. They hadn't talked much. Ranma still wasn't comfortable 
with anyone that had this strange age-less face. She told him a little
of 
the history of this world. There would be the rising of some powerful 
evil that would destroy everything. That was as much as he got and 
some tibbits on Siuan's behavior that he knew all too well already.

	Stretching his senses Moiraine seemed to shimmer into his 
view, standing outside a small window. The place was big, but there 
were also a lot of people, mostly women staying here. Turning she 
flashed him one of those piercing glazes. She was pretty with that 
serene face and big dark eyes, but nonetheless he couldn't put an age 
too her.

	Giving a smile she asked, "Waking up early?" It almost looked as 
if she was being friendly. He wished he knew what to do with all this.

	"Yea, couldn't sleep much," came the simple reply. He got 
dressed with his usual, a blue sleeveless shirt with black pants. He was 
glad he had his stuff back, as there had been no way to salvage the red 
one. Giving a brief glance at the sword, he left it sitting in the
corner 
and went out for his usual practice. Ranma hadn't needed to ask for 
Moiraine to join, she had to stick to him. *At least this time I don't
have 
multiple Fiancees following after me*

	Moiraine followed the young warder with flowing grace that 
almost matched his. She couldn't help but to silently admire Ranma. 
There was so much potential in him. Yet she knew he was stubborn, 
more so then most males. A strong hand wouldn't be able to handle 
him; there was the need for different tactics. She could handle that, 
after two years of trailing after the boy to become The Dragon. Still, 
Ranma had to be approached very carefully.

	*The boy is very closed to the world. Something must have led 
him to be so weary. Strange for one so young* Moiraine knew full well 
the Ranma was not from this world, brought by the mysterious girl. 
She had her reasons for pairing up her old friend Siuan and him 
together, Moiraine just didn't know what. What would she do, somehow 
use him to get back to Rand? Moiraine had the faintest hint that her 
death was not the end then, but nothing could prepare her for now. 
*Should I help Siuan mold this boy or the girl on her unknown plans?* It 
was undecided as of yet.

	She had little choice but to follow the boy out to the simple 
courtyard as she was bounded to stay close. It was impossible to go 
more then eye distance from Ranma, whatever the reasons it limited 
her very much. Her only contact to the living world was through him 
and the boy simply ignored her most of the time. There seemed to be 
no way to talk to the boy unless he wanted to. That annoyed Moiraine 
to no end. *Am I to be cursed with mule-headed stubborn males!?*

	Out in the courtyard, the sun was barely up. He liked it this 
way. It was peaceful and a good time to get a workout to push away 
the daze of his life. With the weather like it was now, this was a good 
time to be outside with the baking sun coming even before mid-day. 
Mentally scourging through his mind, he wanted to find the most 
complex kata for full concentration. Ranma didn�t want to think of 
what he was going to do. He wanted to go home and now he had a way, 
but would he? The double of Moiraine had sent him here, and had 
obviously caused the bond so there had to be a way to undo it. But 
again he was here for a reason, to fight a great evil. Moiraine had 
mentioned this unnatural heat was the work of this �DarkOne� and it 
was a duty of a Marital Artist to defend against evil.

	Motions of each punch became kicks, almost like an after 
image. Spins and pivots danced faster than the dust, a block for every 
punch, a punch for every kick, a turn for every kick, it was impossible 
to distinguish any pattern, but it flowed. *A master at his art* Lan was 
a bit more surprised with the skill this young boy showed. *Wouldn�t a 
Green love this one* Lan mentally chuckled at the side thought. *Where 
had Siuan picked up this one?* Traveling across the lands, never once 
had he seen one like him.

	Lan supposed the boy was a great choice to be a warder; 
young, talented, and supposedly easy to mold into the perfect warder. 
But he knew the boy was not so easily changed. He had an uneventful 
past of stubbornness and something else that made him untrusting to 
everything. It wasn�t his place to meddle in any Aes Sedai affairs 
though; the first time he had, it got him bonded.

	Ranma noticed the sun was much higher now, it seemed to 
happen faster then normal, but with only a couple of days on this 
world, he couldn�t tell for sure. Shifting stance he closed his eyes and 
began a free-floating kata. Voiding any wandering thoughts, he let 
natural movements flow with no pattern that was preplanned. A way to 
analyze any flaw for himself.

	That was a bad thing as by doing so, also it extended his 
senses. Moiraine suddenly popped in and he almost missed a step 
entirely, still not used to expecting a presence popping out of nowhere. 
Sighing he tried to ignore it and kept his focus on his kata.

	Giving up, he shifted his thought to something else that 
plagued him. Leaving him alone and away from the only place he had 
called home in a long time. He kept thinking maybe he could go back, 
but he knew it was not the so called loss of honor that led him away 
from the Tendos. He wanted to leave for a long time, then an 
opportunity arose and that time he took it and ran. Running was how he 
ended up here. *Should I run again?*

	*What should I do* The question had been running through his 
head over and over again. He hadn�t expected an answer, but he also 
hadn�t expected whispers suddenly popping up around him too. Ranma 
stopped in mid motion scanning the courtyard dumbfounded. There 
seemed to be many, many women staring at him, most of them with 
smiles on their faces. There was only one thing Ranma could do; he 
gave his famous bashful one hand behind his head and laughing cutely 
pose. At least it was cute to the women�s point of view.

				< OH MY! >

	Siuan woke up in a heap. She felt as if she just went through a 
nightmare, but for the life of her, she couldn�t remember anything 
after lying still on the bed. Looking out, the sun was already up, not 
much of a surprise to her; the day�s seemed like it was becoming 
shorter and shorter.

	She worked out of bed and went about her routine, she idly 
fixed the essentials and into a nice comfortable dress. She felt a minor 
headache accompanied from having a rough night, but pushed the 
nuisance off. All her chaos was finally sorting out again. She was to
get 
back to the moving camp where she came from and today she would 
kick her irritating young warder into place. Ranma seemed to be 
responding, more slowly then she liked, but nonetheless shaping into 
what a warder should be.

	Stepping out of her room, she lingered around, hoping the 
morning meal would be around somewhere. She may be an Aes Sedai, 
but she didn�t need to be waited on hand and foot. Getting to a large 
pile of women, she saw Ranma.

	He was in a hypnotic dance of motion, deadly yet graceful 
beyond comparison. She was awed that a human body could move in 
such a state and on top of which, his eyes were closed, giving no hint 
of hesitation from lack of sight.

	Some nonchalant gossip suddenly floated into her ears. Giving a 
another good glance at Ranma, she realized that he was wearing an 
almost identical version of clothing that she first seen him in, except 
this time it was a royal blue instead of the bright red of the previous. 
It was the  tight vest hugging his form that no doubt had most of the 
surrounding women�s sights. This had her furious.

	Ranma was a fairly handsome boy, added with his graceful 
movements and glistening sweat that further oiled his firm muscles 
and powerful form, he was a sight for every girl�s fairytale of their
Sun 
Prince. That, in itself, couldn�t really make her furious, but the fact 
that a warder was not suppose to attract attention had. It won�t do if 
every girl tries to marry off her warder while she had Aes Sedai 
business to attend to. *Those clothes must go!*

	Suddenly he stopped in mid form and was almost startled by 
his audience. He seemed to further awe his admirers by doing an 
almost childishly blush and laugh in such away that it got half the
girls 
giggling and giving outright smiles. She must admit it was cute, but the 
fact of it just got her more angry.

	"Yo Siuan!" She almost winced at him. *The boy had no subtlety 
at all!*

				< OH MY! >

 	Ranma followed Siuan, he knew she was mad, for what reason, 
he had no idea. Outwardly she was the presence of calm. These Aes 
Sedai seem to do that too much. He just did not understand women.

	Closing the door, Siuan�s first question went off. "How long 
have you been channeling?" She should have sat down and go about it 
slowly, but the bottled up frustration was close to its peak.

	"Channeling what?" Ranma remembered something about that. 
*Maybe she meant being able to focus my chi*

	Siuan frowned at him. "The one power, you mule headed fish 
gut. Don�t bother hiding it, I should bundle you up to be gentled right 
now if not that you�re my warder."

	"What power? There�s probably a lot of powers out there, 
which one?" Ranma scratched his head. She was bent all out of shape 
for some power and she can�t even explain it right.

	*Arrhh!* "Don�t play dumb with me, how long have you 
channeled Sadin! You know anyone who does will go mad. If you have any 
hope from it, you must tell me."  Her calm voice suddenly went up a 
notch, not to mention her eyebrow going down to a dangerously low 
one.

	"Hey, what you getting bent out of shape for, I ain�t know what 
power you mean, but using chi won�t make anyone go mad."

	"What is this chi you talk about you fish gutted fool? Stop your 
pathetic excuse to mask your channeling."

	"How am I suppose to explain it to a violent tomboy like you, 
who is about to pop a vein." Ranma was getting sort of annoyed too.

	"How dare you speak to me like that! I�ll make you regret the 
day your father stole his first kiss to your mother!"

	Ranma glared at her, "Hey tough talk for someone who needs 
saving every day. An old mummy like you shouldn�t be looking so young 
in the first place." One of the things he did pick up from Moiraine was 
that Siuan was some high up person or such and much older then she 
appeared. 

	*THAT�THAT�IRATATING BOY!* All sense fled from her mind 
except one thing� 

	"DIE!"
	"GAH!" sprouted a startled Ranma.

	Ranma was surprised when Siuan unexpected lunged at him 
with both hands reaching for his throat. She was a face of pure rage. 

				< OH MY! >

	Rand lazily got up from his royal bed in Illian. His vision slowly 
getting forms from the blurs he had. He was still hurting, but it hadn�t 
mattered, he would endure. Getting dressed in a rush, he needed time, 
today he would fix Illian from the Forsaken who ravaged this place for 
his own end. Suddenly a knock came to the door. "Who is it," he barked 
out.

	A creak opened, "I�m sorry my King, but umm there do be a 
Mistress is here, to see you my liege. She was, she says her name do 
be Moiraine." That was a surprising. *How had Moiraine gotten here. 
What is she doing here*

	The door opened and Rand saw a hooded figure almost 
gracefully slide in. The face revealed to be Moiraine as she pulled the 
hood back. The clothing however was a startling one. It was a pure 
white cloak that seemed to flow without a single wrinkle anywhere 
within his sight, framed with red triangle like patterns embroidered 
along the edges. A big broach was clasped under the neck with an 
almost equally big jewel. He couldn�t place what kind of jewel it was as
it 
sparked with an almost mysterious light of purple as the same color of 
the jewel. *What is she trying to do?*

	"Hello there Rand, how are you feeling today?" She gave him a 
bright cheerful smile. Idly she plucked out the crown clinging on the 
rack. "The crown of swords," she mused. "It doesn�t look so 
comfortable, do you really have to wear this?"

	Rand frowned; he didn�t want to play her game. She was a 
master at it and he was better to be straightforward and get to the 
end of it fast. "What do you want, Moiraine."

	"Want? I want to see you in good health. You look very grim and 
perhaps in pain. If there�s anything I could help you with; I ask,
please 
tell me." She never once skipped a beat and never once lost her smile.

	What was she getting at, Moiraine always wanted him in good 
health, was but nothing is ever gotten at first glance with Aes Sedai. 
"I�m fine" He would not rely on any Aes Sedai. *Maybe, if I could trust 
you�maybe�*

	"You don�t look it and I don�t feel it," She slowly closed her 
eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them just as slowly. Her voice 
suddenly dropped to an uncomfortable level. "I know you don�t seem to 
trust me, and you are hurting. I will help you with what I can and my 
agenda would not change if you don�t accept it.  I�ll be looking at the 
wonderful palace scenery, and yes I will be trailing behind you."

	Almost as gracefully she stepped out of the room and without 
a sound the door closed. *Still Aes Sedai you are Moiraine*

				< OH MY! >

	Ranma leaned back on his bed. After a little run around with 
Siuan, he had a good breakfast, though not as filling as he would of 
wished, and now he was packing to get back to some main Aes Sedai 
camp. *That women is almost as violent and unbelieving as Akane* He 
suppose he should go through with it, if still having to stick with the 
violent tomboy. He now also had the option of going home if he could 
find Moiraine�s twin again.

	Stretching his sense he picked out Moiraine not far from where 
he lay. "Could you explain what Siuan meant by this channeling-
mathingy that got her got all bent out of shape?"

	"It is quite a serious thing that you stumbled on, though Siuan 
always did have a nasty temper. Any of my sisters would be angry." 
Moiraine stood there a presence of calm and serenity even with the 
rude way of asking Ranma had made.

"She does not understand your powers, she relates them with the male 
channelers that channel the one power. The men with black cloaks that 
you fought a few days ago."

	"She afraid of those sorcerers, eh."

				< OH MY! >

Lan looked at Ranma with a sword held out towards him. "You should 
keep it, it�ll help you when you need it most."

	"I don�t need it. I got my marital arts to protect Siuan. I don�t 
need a sword to help me" Lan nodded, the boy seemed determined on 
this. He had heard those two would be going back to the rebel Aes 
Sedai with little chance they would have to face shadowspawn. Even if 
they did, Lan felt the boy�s skills would do as well as any sword.

				< OH MY! >

	Looking at the gateway, he was ready.
	
	"I saw you fight, you are very good. Maybe we will dance 
someday wet lander," the red head girl with the ponytail said to him 
with a toothily grin. 

	He shuddered, it reminded him of some very familiar images. *I 
don�t know why you want a dance, but no way* leading his horse a bit 
faster he went through.

				< OH MY! >

	The gateway slowly parted slowly falling like folding curtains 
back to the surrounding normal view. Ranma knew a little of where they 
were going, but being dropped off in the middle of nowhere was still 
odd. Suddenly he felt a powerful spike from his senses. A strangely 
familiar, but unknown aura. Then it was clear with the all too familiar 
phrase.

	"RANMA! PREPARE TO DIE!"

	Whirling around with some surprise in his face there he was, 
Ryouga charging head on at him with full speed. There were some 
differences though; he knew that much at a brief glance. There was an 
extremely powerful aura around him, a dark one. Then everything 
happened at once.

	"SHI SHI HOKODAN!"
	"WATCH OUT!"

	Ranma pivoted with all his speed snatching a surprised Siuan to 
the nearby ground. It was almost second instinct now to protect his 
Aes Sedai from any harm. The power of that chi blast was much more 
powerful then the usual ones he took from Ryouga. Rolling to safely he 
quickly turned and went after his opponent also heading fast towards 
him. "Get cover! I�ll handle this!"

	Siuan didn�t believe this; A rugged boy suddenly voiced the 
death of her warder out of nowhere. The startling thing had been that 
the boy was glowing a sickly yellow dark green aura. Before she could 
do anything something large shot toward her at rapid speed only to be 
saved by Ranma. Now he was off to fight the person. *That simple 
minded fool!* With a great yell she called for Ranma to stop. *He�s 
going after a male channeler of all things. Even worse, one gone mad!* 
unconsciously she should of taught him the proper way to subdue male 
channelers.

	Ranma after the first glance at Ryouga knew something was 
wrong. His face was the usual "I�m going to kill you while depressed" 
face, but there was a lack of consciousness in it, almost as if he was
in 
a trance or so far gone, nothing registered. The large aura around him 
was another indicator. Extreme emotions filled him, so much of hate, 
anger, and depression could be felt, it left room for little else.

	 "Hey Ryouga, snap out of it, you almost killed a girl!" No 
response; something was very wrong.

	Resign to beating him into consciousness, Ranma met his 
opponent and ducked under the expected punch to the head. Then the 
unexpected happened. A shearing pain slammed into him as he 
staggered back. *What!* Grunting he pivoted off a sidekick already in 
motion. Another hit slammed into him, this time he staggered and fell. 
Rolling to the side he gave a flying leap back to a farther safer 
distance. It had been a good thing too as a small crater was imprinted 
on the ground he stood with Ryouga�s fist still there.

	Siuan watched Ranma run head on like a puffed up fish ready to 
be gutted. She had already embraced the source, it would not be a good 
thing to face a male channeler gone mad.  She was no match for the 
strength of Males who wielded Sadin and at her current level, it would 
be next to impossible. Males were more powerful then females in the 
one power as much as very Aes Sedai hated to admit, and hers was as 
low as most Aes Sedai could be. Watching Ranma get close to being 
killed she wove a weave of spirit as powerful as she could make it and 
threw it toward the glowing boy hoping he was weak enough that he 
wouldn�t resist. It hadn�t resisted to her surprise it vanished before
it 
reached. *What!*

	Quickly she wove air to bind, which also mysteriously vanished 
in front of him. Air had been the strongest of her powers and it was 
useless. Fear ran through her body as the ground suddenly shook 
making a crater around the boy. *How could this be happening!*
Stumbling back the boy seemed to be ignoring her completely.

	Ranma winced at the wounds he took somehow even after 
clearly avoiding the punch, but still it had hit him. *Was this some
kind 
of technique Ryouga learned? Maybe he gone mad from it* Ranma 
deduced that somehow Ryouga had extended his chi through his 
attacks to hit him even if he avoided the actual attack. *I will not be 
beaten just because he thinks he found a new weapon to beat me*

	Surging his battle aura to increase he leaped up for a deadly 
actuate flying jump kick towards him. *I�m going to have to be more 
careful with his attacks* Ryouga blocked the kick, but a second 
spinning mid air foot almost instantly smashed into his ribs. To 
Ranma�s surprised not a single grunt came out from it. With next to no 
hesitation he ducked also bracing the expected side effects of 
Ryouga�s wild punch. 

	"KAA!" With a yell a full twenty punches shot out to Ryouga�s 
stomach. Nothing happened.

	Suian had little choice but to stand there as her warder 
engaged in battle. She could do nothing and trying to shoot off fire or 
anything of that nature would mostly likely hit Ranma too. *We should 
not be fighting a mad channeler in the first place. One should get more 
sisters to handle him* When she yelled for him to get back, he just told 
her he�d handle it. Surprisingly Ranma was doing fairly well against the 
boy and also surprisingly he too possessed a similar sort of barehanded 
fighting skill. Unless her eyes were mistaken, Ranma also had a bright 
blue aura around him, she kept telling herself it was a trick of her
mind 
or something.

	Ranma winced as he embraced another hit from Ryouga�s new 
technique; his attacks were doing even less then normal damage. 
Nothing registered that could indicate any hurting. Even in Ryouga�s 
depression state, he took a grunt here and there, now not even a 
twitch of an eye was made. *Could he have toughen up so much or his 
new technique do this?* Ryouga�s aura was startling now, much more 
then he could make himself, surely Ryouga couldn�t of advanced so 
much from the last time they met. *He�s doesn�t even know he�s 
exhausting himself. For the pig boy�s own good I have to take him down 
fast.*

	He knew it was a downward fight as he was only exhausting 
himself too, he decided to hit him with everything he had. Sprinting 
unexpected toward Ryouga�s extended punch he felt a scorching pain 
as he narrowly evaded.

	"KACHU TENSHIN AMAGURIKEN!"	
	"MOKO TAKABISHA!"
	"MOKO TAKABISHA!"
	"MOKO TAKABISHA!"

	Without a moment of hesitation Ranma followed his amaguriken 
with a powerful chi blast to his opponent�s abdomen, followed by 
another, and then another, each bigger and more powerful then before. 
The last one he thrown had made a small cloud of dust. Panting he was 
satisfied with from the finally grunt that came with the flying Ryouga. 
Then though he was unprepared when he was slammed by him running 
out of the cloud.

	"BAKUSAI TENKETSU!"

	Ranma desperately put his hands up to shield against the flying 
shards of hard ground and rock that flew everywhere. Then he went 
flying as a flying kick caught him in the chest. It was a very powerful 
direct hit. He could dimly hear Siuan screamed out his name as he hit 
something from his flight.

	"Ranma!" Siuan yelled out as the body of her warder was sent 
flying into some dried, dead trees. She could also feel the pain he was 
in, so much that it could of mean death. He wasn�t dead though, the 
bond told her that much. Taking some advantage of the moment, she 
wove a fireball that was sent towards her unsuspecting objective, she 
didn�t stop at that as another was followed, she wasn�t taking any 
chances. It struck, but it barely smudged the clothing. She felt a great 
amount a fear rising above the already existing ones. Only years of 
mental exercise keep her from running as of now, weaving air into 
earth, a bolt of lighting that rivaled the amount she could wield lashed 
out. (In other less flowery words close to being burned out)

	Stumbling around while shielding his eye�s Ryouga face was 
suddenly of frightful rage. 

	"SHI SHI HOKODAN!"

	She yelled as she threw herself to the side with the extra push 
from the passing blast that followed with a loud explosion. Rolling on 
the hard ground she struggled to push herself back up bracing the pain 
and the low ringing in her ears.

	"KAA!!"

	A speeding air kick empowered with the full power Ranma gave 
it took an unsuspecting Ryouga�s head. He was satisflied that it had 
sent him soaring a short distance. This was getting too much, his full 
power did little and now everyone was in danger. It was time for the 
Hiryu Shoten Ha. He was a little fearful of it after last time and with 
Ryouga�s blazing aura it could happen again. He couldn�t calculate the 
safe distance Siuan needed, but it was the only thing left and done now. 
"Siuan get away from here now!"

	 The clouds were gathering now. Everything was getting darker 
and rumbles from the sky could sparsely be heard. With a grim smirk 
he barked out, "Yo, Pig-boy you gone so low as to go after defenseless 
women. Come on let�s end this. I�m going to make bacon out of you."

	The bandanna-clad boy needlessly was already upon him as he 
started his circle. Pain was sent across his body each time he narrowly 
avoided a punch, slowly he needed to keep his concentration and 
bracing the attacks at the same time.

	Siuan slowing tried to get to her feet, the fool was going to  
throw himself away to save her. It was honorable, but foolish, as 
running away in the first place would have been the better course of 
action. She was going to do something very foolish too, this menace 
needed to be put down, and she didn�t think she could run very far in 
her condition. The horses had already ran away. The clouds for the 
first time in months had gathered too, but she couldn�t care less for 
that right now. 

	Slowing she strained to hold onto the source. It was never 
meant to be use this way, no one would ever be stupid enough to try, 
but after seeing what could happen, she hope she�ll live to curse 
herself and the fool boy who would be her warder. 

	Weaving a simple flow of air and fire, a warm mist started to 
surround the area. She had chosen her strongest element and wide 
spreading weave to do this. She could not think she could weave a 
gateway with her power. Then she plucked a strand of air loose. It felt 
slippery. The Aiel girl had mention that, though not to her. The botched 
unweaving of the gateway away from the Seanchan had caused an 
explosion very powerful and very big. She had heard stories of 
explosions by unweaving. Now she was going to try to do it on purpose. 
*Oh light let us live through this!* Slowly she pulled another one, and 
pulled another.

	Ranma was almost there, into the center, and Ryouga�s still 
following. He also felt a bit more damped, but he could not tell.
*Closer, 
closer�* He was calm and already concentrating the power for a full 
Hiryu Shoten Ha.

	Siuan was almost there, it was already very slippery and barley 
able to hold on too. *A boat in a whirlpool can only swim in and hope to 
get out after it�s been suck in*

	"Now!" Siuan screamed out in the heat of the moment.
	"HIRYU SHOTEN HA!" Ranma cried.

	A great surge of wind blasted out of Ranma�s hand, swirling, 
picking up everything from rock to dirt. The Tornado spun higher and 
wilder, sucking everything including them in. It was a mad twister on 
the loose, still gathering more power and more speed. It started to 
expand and then compact as it almost started to become a circular 
band of wind. Slowly it died down and the sky rained. The ground below 
was lumped up and cleared from everything, like a big round plate 
holding two human forms.

				< OH MY! >

	"Moiraine, do you accept my proposal to be my advisor? I have 
to talk to the council about the army out on the countryside." Rand 
caught Moiraine looking out a balcony. He was trailed by his two 
Asha�man. He had warned them not to do anything to Moiraine.

	She turned and smiled at him, then the unexpected thing 
happened. Moiraine went limp and fell into his arms.

				< OH MY! >

A SD figure clasped in a cloak of pure white, with some red decorations 
along the edges walks out. SD throws away a couple of scattered 
notes.

	"Why are there so many women with Ranma? I would like to 
know too."

	"Unweaving, you pull a little here and there and it either 
disappears or blows up in your face. Kinda like everything else in life."

	"The end! Wait� that was a cliff-hanger, dang."


Chapter 7

	Something was wrong, she just knew it was so. She felt 
detached, lightheaded, like she was in a dream, or waking up from a 
dream. Thoughts and images buzzed around her, but she couldn�t make 
anything out. Then images started to form. Voices started coming 
from all directions. It was strangely familiar, but not registering with 
anything that she can remember. She tried to latch on to a single 
voice, trying to make sense from it�

	 "RANma!"
	"Ranma no baka!"
	"Ranma you idiot!"
	
	She knew could hear it quite clearly, felt the anger in that 
female�s voice, yet she did not understand why. More voices followed�

	"Uncute tomboy!"
	"Whadidja do that for!?"
	"Why me�"
	
	Still she did not understand. It was a male voice this time. Why 
was she hearing this, who were they, what was going on?

	"I�ll protect you"
	"I can take care of myself"
	"You�ll just get yourself killed, stupid tomboy"
	"I don�t need your help, I�m a martial artist too!"
	"Siuan�"
	"Siuan"

	Groggily Siuan Sanche lifted her eyes slowly, wincing from the 
newly observed light. She felt tired, sleepy, weak, and hungry, but most 
of all confused. Something had happened, but for the life of her she 
could not figured out what.

	"Siuan, I�m glad you are finally awake, you were mumbling and 
turning feverishly."

	Slowly gaining back her sight, she finally made sense of the 
burs that were her surroundings. "Egwene�Mother�where am I? 
What happened?"

	"Try to save your strength Siuan, I�m sending for Nisao and 
something to eat. You�ve been out for a week, Siuan, since we found 
you face down on the ground, unconscious. We thought you were dead, 
and you very nearly were." Siuan could see Ewgene clearly now, still 
young, and still wearing her stole that deemed her the Amyrlin. Her 
dark hair tied back, just as Siuan had remembered her last.

	"What happened mother? My mind� it feels like a boat with 
the best catch a fisherman ever caught had slammed into me�and 
then dropped the load on me afterwards."

	Egwene had to chuckle at the comment. It would be like Siuan 
to make one of her fish comments, but this one was actually funny, 
very rare for her. "Just try to relax Siuan, don�t strain yourself."

	Just then Nisao came in, a yellow and one bound to the Amyrlin 
by her own oath. One they could trust. Siuan remembered that, her 
mind was slowly working as it should again. With a quick bow and an 
acknowledgment of "Mother" she quickly came up to Siuan already 
embracing the one power, probing her for any injuries.  

	After a brief moment, Nisao told her she was fine and just 
needed to regain her strength. Then Egwene quickly dismissed her. 
What ever was going to be said was for her ear�s only.

	"Food will be here in soon, but right now I want to know what 
happened. What happened in Caemlyn that you would later arrive 
unexpectedly in Ebou Dar? Then we finding you near death on the 
ground with everything within miles desolated." 

	Siuan was startled by the claims. *What happened? I can�t 
remember any of this* Slowly she retraced her memories, but nothing 
came.

	"I can�t remember Mother, everything is just blank, I can�t 
remember anything of what you said. Why would I go to Caemlyn, even 
more, then travel to Ebou Dar?" Siuan rubbed her forehead, as if it 
would help force herself to remember.

	"You can remember nothing? What was the last thing you 
remember? Try Siuan."

	"I�I can�t even be sure what is the last thing I remember�I 
think I went to sleep�right after the after the last of the merchant 
train. After that it�s just a blur. Fish guts! I wish I could remember 
anything after that, I can feel that something happened, but nothing as 
to tell me what I did or if I was even awake."
 
	"It�s alright Siuan, you can�t expect everything to be back to 
normal right after a near death experience. It will all come back in 
time," Ewgene was obviously comforting her, but there was reason to 
what she said. Her mind was buzzing, and time and rest would clear it.

	"Also we found someone near you in a similar condition. 
Hopefully she�ll wake up as well and we will know more then."

	*Someone else?* Just before Siuan could ask who that 
someone was, Nisao came in with a tray of food.

	"Mother, the girl with Siuan has awakened."

				< OH MY! >

	Images flashed before Ranma�s unconscious mind. He could 
barely recognize it. It kept changing. Sometimes it was Akane, and then 
it was his mother, and still more. But two where distinct, unchanging, 
yet changing� A smooth face, a cool and serene face. He couldn�t tell 
what age she was. The reason he saw two was because 
another�hooded and mysterious, replaced it. She morphed into 
it�something, but he could sense it was two different presence. 
Ranma called out to them, but they didn�t answer.

	Suddenly, Ranma bolted upright, wide-awake as if some hand 
had grabbed him and yanked him from his slumber. The light blinded 
Ranma, but slowly his eyes began to adapt. He saw the image of a girl 
scrambled out and quickly came back in again.

	"Who--wha�?" The girl slowly helped him back onto the cot, 
giving soothing words to comfort him, telling him to lie back down. He 
did so, feeling faint already. He felt hunger and all the other symptoms 
of a long slumber. "Who are you�where am I?"

	"Just relax, I already called Nisao Sedai." The girl replied in a 
soothing voice.

	*Who?* Ranma was about to get up when he noticed, he was a 
she. Finally she, Ranma, realized that she was in her transformed state 
and wearing� She couldn�t finish the thought, it would have to be 
female clothing. *I hate this curse!*

	Looking around she wondered where she was. It was a tent and 
a drab tent. It felt cold, even under her covers, meaning it was winter. 
*Where am I?* She felt as if Akane had hit her with a deluxe version of 
her mallet. Everything was a blur. She couldn�t seem to recalled what 
happened. Back to scouting, Ranma took a look at the girl looking after 
her. She was fairly young and her clothes looked a little crude, and 
worn.

	Moments later, someone came in, then a whole group of them. 
The girl watching her curtsied and quickly scurried outside. The first 
one was odd; her face was unnatural, ageless came to Ranma�s mind. 
The next was young, close to her age, dark haired tied back and even 
with the heavy clothes a multi-colored stole could be seen. That girl 
perhaps was the best dressed of them all. The third looked strangely 
familiar, but she couldn�t tell how. Young, but strangely Ranma felt she 
was older than that.

	The first one put a hand on Ranma, and it felt tingly, like a cold 
towel. She almost jerked back from it.

	"She seems fine, Mother, much like Siuan, all she needs is a 
food and rest." Ranma did feel tired, and hungry as a matter of fact.

	"Who are you? Where am I?" blurred out the patient. *Why 
can�t I remember!*

	"You are at the camp of the Aes Sedai. I�m the Amyrlin. We 
found you lying on the ground near death, and took care of you. This 
over here, is Nisao Sedai, and this is Siuan Sedai. She was with you 
when we found you."

	Ranma glanced at Siuan, she was staring at him, intensely. 
*Creepy�*

	"Who may you be, and how did you come to be out in such 
condition?" the Amyrlin continued. Ranma had no idea what was an 
Amyrlin, but it probably had some authority, though for someone so 
young it was odd.

	"Ranma Saotome," *Why is she staring at me? Do I know her?* 
"Last thing I remember was�" Ranma trailed off unable to complete 
her thoughts. *What happened�? I can�t seem to remember the last 
thing I did* "I� I remember sleeping� then I woke up here�maybe 
Akane hit me while I was sleeping this time."

	The girl, Siuan seem to blink at that. "Mother may I speak to 
you about something?" 

	Ranma blinked also, was it something she said? *Why did she 
call her mother?* Questions kept running thought her mind, but one 
came out of her mouth. "So�um--Nisao, got anything to eat?" Nisao�s 
lips tightened, Ranma knew she said something wrong.

				< OH MY! >
	
	Outside the tent, Siuan was in a mist of thoughts.

	"What�s wrong Siuan? Some of you memories have come 
back?"

	"Yes, I mean no Mother� I don�t know her, but she reminds me 
of someone, I just can�t remember who. The important thing I want to 
tell you is, she�s a Tav�eren." Siuan let the words sink in, unable to 
believe it herself. But she had the talent and she could tell the young 
red haired girl was a Tav�eren.

	"Are--are you sure Siuan? Maybe you haven�t fully rested yet. 
You didn�t even eat to regain some strength before you came here."


	"I am, Mother. She is very weak, nothing like the three we 
know, but a Ta�veren notheless."

	Ewgene�s lips pursed, and pondered for a second. "Alright then, 
you remember still nothing though?" Siuan shook her head. "Then you 
can get some rest now. I don�t want to hear excuses, you just woke, 
you need to get your strength back."

	"Yes Mother."

				< OH MY! >

	It was a good time to rest, not that they could do anything 
about it. Ever since the Bowl of Winds was used the weather was a 
severe annoyance. A big snow storm suddenly came in halting the camp 
of any movement. Though it did have its good points for Siuan, Egwene 
thought. She needed Siuan�s help, and the pass week that she wasn�t 
there to help had hinder her very much. She needed Siuan at full 
strength, and with the stop, it also gave Siuan some time to rest.

	Nisao suddenly came in, shuddering from the still moderate 
storm, while giving her the respectable greeting.

	"How is the girl?"

	"She is fine Mother, it�s also amazing how fast she heals. She 
had quite an appetite, for such a small figure. She ate, or should I say 
gobble down three trays and wanted more. After she was finally filled, 
it was like she had three days rest."

	Egwene pondered on that, but it was nothing that was truly 
suspicious. "How is she like?"

	"She�s crude Mother. Not raised properly I would say. She has 
no manners at all! But she�s still a child, Mother."

	"Can she channel?"

	"I don�t think so Mother�"
	"Don�t think so?" That got Egwene�s attention.

	"It was odd Mother. I can�t sense any ability, but� I can�t 
explain it mother, but for a moment something burred my senses, as if 
it had been blocked. I can�t make anything of it mother, could be just a 
mistake."

	Egwene blinked at that, mysteries covered with more 
mysteries. "Anything else odd that you have noticed?"

	"Well, there was this one thing when I was probing her. There 
was a slight shift, as if something was distorted inside the girl. A
little 
like what happens when a warder loses his Aes Sedai."

	Egwene mentally shuddered at the thought of a rampaging 
warder or anything close to it. But she also knew Nisao knew what she 
was talking about. It had been a personal interest of the yellow sister 
to study the illness of the mind, especially an ill warder�s mind. "Tell 
Faolain to come to me"

	"Yes Mother," and she went out of the tent.

	*Something is amiss here, I just know it. First Siuan had a panic 
about her dead warder, then a mysterious voyage to Caemlyn. Then 
she ends up with Elayne, and now found near death on a desolated plain, 
above all remembers nothing. I wish I knew what the link was*

	A few moments later, the newly raised Aes Sedai came in.

	"You call for me, Mother?"

	"The red haired girl that we found with Siuan, her name is 
Ranma. I want you look after her, keep an eye on her, and keep her 
from leaving."

	Without question, Faolain replied, "Yes Mother."

				< OH MY! >

	Rand stood on the balcony of one of the quarters in the royal 
palace of Illian. Rain, there was a downpour of rain all over the city. 
Rand could remember the feeling of it every time he had to go out into 
the city. He also had many other things to do as the new king of this 
kingdom, but even with all his priorities, he kept coming back here.

	Walking back inside the room, he glanced longingly again at the 
person sitting calmly on the chair. Moiraine, the slender, calm, serene, 
and beautiful Aes Sedai. It was the first Aes Sedai he had met, but she 
had been more. She had been there to save his father, and his own life. 
She had stood by his side till the end, even as they argued, she was 
right behind him to the end. Moiraine was a friend he supposed, what 
little he had. 
	
	Now she was back, but something was different. The first time 
they talked, she was as Rand had remembered, serene, mysterious, 
and Aes Sedai, but something was wrong, he had felt it. It was a little 
gesture there, or phrase there, it was just different. Then it changed 
more drastically; it was as if she was a completely different person. He 
thought it was another trick, a plan maybe, Moiraine would always have 
one up her sleeve. But this time, something was really wrong.

	Moiraine sat on the chair, painting. Where she had found so 
much paint, he didn�t know, but ever since she had woke up after her 
faint-spell, she just painted. Since that time, she was distant, not 
speaking a word. Even now she had not spoken a word the he knew of, 
she just sat there painting. It had been days now, and yet Moiraine 
continued, without sleep, without food, and not responding to anything, 
even him, nor did she slouch, or yawn, not that she ever did. Though 
something was definitely wrong.

	Studying the paintings, there were numerous ones, lying all 
over the room. Each one was masterful, a work of art. He never knew 
Moiraine was capable of such a feat. Her health was one of the reasons 
Rand visited often, but these paintings were also another.

	Some were sceneries, but others where of people. Siuan 
Sanche stood at one of them, A luminous glow surrounding her. 
Another was a pig-tailed youth, in mid flight, a position for a flying
kick; 
he didn�t look Aiel. Yet on more paintings these two were portrayed, 
some with both Sanche, and the youth together in one scene. In one, 
Moiraine herself, was there with them, in her new garb. The odd 
clothing that she had worn to meet him, he also had yet puzzled out. 
But it was another pebble on the hill for him.

	The painting Moiraine was working on now had startled Rand the 
most. It was him welding Callandor, standing on a cliff with a battle 
raging in the background. Lightning split and fires blazed. Armies were 
clashing. But it was focused on him and the youth. The young boy 
looked as if he was barely old enough to be a man. His was hair braided 
in a pig-tail fashion, a fierce look on him, one of a warrior. He held
no 
visible weapons, but a darken blue aura sprang around him. His hand 
was outstretched, a beam of sort was shooting out from the boy, and 
into him. Rand�s figure stood on the receiving end, driving through his 
chest, an image of surprise on his face, Callandor slipping from his 
hands.

	Callandor, a crystal sword, but not only a sword, it was a 
san�angreal. One that only a male channeler could weld, one fated for 
him, the Dragon Reborn. With its power he could destroy cities, crush 
armies with a thought. And he was powerless in this painting.

	It was only a painting he told himself, but his instinct told him 
otherwise. Something from the very core of his being, warned him this 
was his fate, or possible fate. He had asked Moiraine, but there was no 
response. Somehow this youth would kill him.

				< OH MY! >

	Lan al�Mandragoran, uncrowned king of a destroyed city, 
hardened warrior, and warder, looked out into the white, snow-filled 
trail. A simple sword lay on top of one of the supply packs. The sword 
that he gave to the promising boy, and had received it back 
afterwards. 

	Lan knew the meaning of the act, perhaps better then the boy 
himself did. He wanted no part in what the sword offered. It was a 
weapon, a thing used to kill, something that Ranma didn�t want. He 
knew that having the sword would eventually lead to using it, killing, 
that with all his skill, he still shunned. The boy also knew what a
warder 
was supposed to do and the reality of it. *Would he embrace it, or run 
from it* Lan knew the boy was a prize for an Aes Sedai, the question 
remained though if he will truly become one. Lan knew Siuan Sanche 
would need every bit of help she can.
	
				< OH MY! >

	Sleep came easier then Siuan had expected. She was tired, but 
most of all, she was confused. A piece of her memory had been closed 
off and she had tried hard to open them again. Nothing much came 
from it except a bigger headache, so she slept.

 	She saw something, a boy, an arrogant looking boy from his 
features. Lean and handsome with black hair braided down his shoulder. 
He looked familiar, but Siuan could not pinpoint it. *Who is he?* She 
knew him, she was sure of it. *Why can�t I remember!?* There was no 
response.

	"You were afraid back there. I am your protector or something 
right? I�ll protect ya."

	"Who are you?" Siuan yelled out. There was no response as the 
boy just smirked at her with that arrogant face. She knew him, she 
could not remember how or when, but she just knew she did. *Afraid of 
what?* Then she felt something, a presence behind her. Turning around 
she just had time to see a massive dark hand grab her.

	The Aes Sedai shot up from her cot. Gasping for breath as she 
realized it was only a dream. A wave of dizziness immediately 
assaulted her, causing her to fall back onto the cot. *Who was he? The 
dream, it felt too real�* Thinking a bit, she could guess it had 
something to do with her missing memory. *It could be that my 
memory is resurfacing in my dreams*

	The tent flap flew open stopping her thoughts and Egwene 
came in.

	"Siuan, are you alright, you don�t look very well. Should I call 
Nisao?"

	"No, Mother, I�m alright, I just had a bad dream."

	"Do you remember anything more?"

	Siuan tighten her lips briefly in deep thought. "Fish guts! Not a 
single thing, just a headache."

	"It�s alright, you�ll remember in time," Egwene tried to sooth 
her. "Maybe what I have to tell you will help your memories return. And 
maybe you can even help me solve this mystery."

	After Egwene was finished telling her the passing events 
leading to how she became found unconscious on the desolated ground, 
Siuan was sitting and staring at Egwene wide eyed.

				< OH MY! >

	Ranma got up from a good night�s rest. It was good until 
something suddenly woke her up, as if someone had stuck her with a 
mental needle. She grumbled because of her still female form. *At 
least I have my clothes* She had fallen asleep trying to think about her 
present situation. Her backpack was remarkably there, fully packed. 
She hadn�t remembered packing for a long trip, making her missing 
memories even more puzzling.

	She saw it had stopped snowing outside the tent she was in 
yesterday. Surprisingly she also found her pack was prepared for this 
cold weather. *Who ever packed it, it was for a very long trip�* Also 
from the snow she knew something was not right. She was definitely 
not in Nerima anymore, or was she even anywhere near Tokyo probably. 
There was also the probability of not being in the same time period. 
She knew too many things were possible in her life.

	Getting up she got dressed in the heaviest clothes she had. It 
was cold out there. Moments later, Someone came in.

	"Hello there, I�m Faolain Sedai. How are you feeling?" She 
looked friendly, but Ranma could feel her calculating eyes on her.

	"Umm� Hi. I�m Ranma. Umm is that for me?" Faolain was 
holding a covered tray in her hands. The smell had already registered 
as food and she was hungry.

	"Yes it is, you must be hungry," Faolain remarked while putting 
down the tray. "Are those the only clothes you have? They definitely 
don�t suit a pretty girl like you."

	Ranma�s snorted and was about to correct her, but thought 
better then to foolishly humiliate herself saying she was a guy. "I like 
it. Ahh where am I. I need to get back home. Do you know where Nerima 
is?" *Never hurts to ask*
	
	"I don�t know where this Nerima is, but you really should stay, 
at least until we know you are fit."

	"I�m fine Faolain. If you don�t mind I can go myself, no worries 
at all." Faolain�s lips tighten, and Ranma could swear she shot her a 
death glare. *I did it again�*

				< OH MY! >

	Rand surveyed the room. It was a wreck. He came as soon as 
he felt it. There had been channeling done here. Sadiar, the female half 
of the One Power; it must have been powerful for him to feel it so far 
from this room, Moiraine�s room. Something had happened here. 
Furniture was burnt and blacken all over the room, but the odd thing 
was, the paintings remained untouched. Every single one was in their 
rightful place.

	Peering at the painting that Moiraine would have been working 
on, it was nearly finished. All but one uncolored spot; it was an image 
of Moiraine� locked in combat with Siuan Sanche, and the boy who 
would kill him.

				< OH MY! >

	The big Aes Sedai camp was packing up. Servants ran all over 
the place, each one had a duty they had to hastily perform. Everyone 
was moving, even the Aes Sedai had to prepare to move onward. 
Ranma, who was moving hastily, had a different reason at the moment. 

	She was ducking a particular person, one Faolain Sedai. *Ack, 
why is she so intent on keeping me here!?* Running pass more people, 
she saw what she needed, a kettle. Quickly she snatched it, much to 
the holder�s surprise, but Ranma quickly sped out of sight.

	A now male Ranma sighed. He was back to normal. That�s when 
Faolain stood next to him. She gave him a calculating look, and then 
shook her head.

	"Where did that girl go? Blast her," he heard her mutter and 
quickly moved on.

	Chuckling to himself, Ranma moved a bit more slowly then 
before and without looking bumped into to someone.

	"Oh sorry Siuan," Ranma quickly blurted out before realizing 
his mistake. She looked very surprised.

				< OH MY! >

	Siuan was busy with all of Gareth Bryne�s belongings, and was 
deeply angry about it. *Blast that man! I come out of near death, and 
he has me walking on my hand and feet again! If we didn�t need the fool 
mule of a man, I would gut him!* That�s when someone bumped into her.

	Whirling around, prepared to make that person�s life miserable, 
she gasped. *It�s him! The one from the dream!* A name flew out of 
her mouth. "Ranma�"

	Ranma jumped at the mention of his name.

	"You! I know you. You have something to do with my memories. 
Ranma--" Siuan caught herself. *But Ranma was that girl�s name*

	"Ahh�excuse me, I have to get going now," 

	Siuan had other ideas as she quickly latched on to his arm. "Oh 
no you don�t, you�re going to answer my questions if I have to throw a 
net and drag you in."

	"Hey, ahh� you�re Siuan, right? Look, I can see your busy with 
that stuff, I mean you�re all in a rush right, so you better finish that 
first."

	*How dare he!* Siuan shot him a cool deadly glare, "It�s Siuan 
Sedai to you."

	Ranma thought he knew her from somewhere, but shook it off. 
He felt a sudden annoyance towards Siuan, which he couldn�t figure out 
why. "Err... yea, sure, Siuan _Sedai_," The conversation has a nagging 
familiarity from somewhere. *Have to get away, she could figure out 
my curse, better to find a way fast*

	"Oi, I don�t know where you seen me from, but I bet you�re 
mistaken. I mean you must be tired,"
		--Twitch--
 	"I can see some bags under you eyes and you don�t look to 
hot."
		--Twitch--
"I mean...err... it just that maybe you didn�t get enough of your beauty 
sleep and all..."

	A deep hidden rage flared from Siuan�s mind. It felt almost 
foreign to her. She was suppose to be an Aes Sedai, one of calm and 
understanding. That wasn�t Siuan now though, and she embraced the 
emotions burning with rage. *HOW--HOW DARE HE!*

	"RANMA NO BAKA!"

	From movements she had not known how to make, she pulled 
out a large mallet and gracefully connected it with Ranma�s head. The 
impact was so powerful, he flew up, soaring into the sky. A faint yell
of 
"Uncute tomboy!" could be heard.

	Siuan slumped to the ground in shock. *How?What? That 
was...impossible* "What happened..." she mumbled. Staring at the 
distant, tiny figure, that could of been Ranma. Then she gasped. 
Quickly getting up, she ran after him, hoping he was still alive and 
prepared to answer some questions.

				< OH MY! >

	Ranma slowly peeled himself out of the hard ground. 
*Oh man! I could of sworn that was Akane* Glancing around, he saw 
that he was clear of the camp. *At least I got away. Who knew that girl 
could be as violent as Akane*

As Ranma turned around to start his trek home, he gasped. A woman 
sat on a fairly large rock, she was cloaked in white, embroiled with
tiny 
red triangles. The hood was pulled back. The face was one he knew, the 
one in his dreams, staring at him, cool and distance as if waiting for 
him to show up. Slowly she got up and raised her hands towards him.

	There wasn�t time to act before an invisible force had hit him, 
throwing the surprised Ranma onto the ground several feet away.

	Scrambling up, Ranma leaped back a few steps, more prepared 
then before. "Who are you? Why are you doing this!?" *Ahh great 
another girl coming to kill me. With my luck she�s another engagement 
pop rigged up*

	But no answer came; she walked calmly towards him. Another 
wave of invisible force stuck him, he tried to move out of the way as 
her hands rose up, but it was no use. Falling back onto the ground he 
struggled to get up again, but this time more pressure slammed into 
him, pinning him onto the floor. Ranma grunted trying to press his way 
up, but it was stronger. *Arrgghh! What is she doing to me!?*

	His opponent just kept walking towards him, calm and steady.  
She didn�t smile, didn�t speak, never once changing that serene 
feature. *Have to get up, have to stop her* Putting his full strength to 
get up, his power level rose as a bright glowing aura flared up. 
Instantly, he felt the force gone, as if she just stopped.

	Springing up, Ranma has just enough warning to see a massive 
fireball hurling his way. He flung himself out of the way barely
avoiding 
the attack, but still close enough to feel the scorching heat. *She 
really is out to kill me!* 

	"Why do you want to kill me!?" Still no answer.

	He had to move quickly as more rapid blasts were thrown at 
him. *Shit! She�s throwing them like it was nothing! Have to find a way 
to stop her* Another volley of flaming shards sped at him, but he 
jumped up avoiding them. When he landed he could noticed the scorched 
land around him. They were powerful blasts. 

	Then Ranma noticed it. *Her hands! Every time she shot at me, 
she had to put up her hands!* Ranma figured if he could bind his 
opponent�s hands, then she would be helpless.

	Rushing towards the woman now with a plan, he narrowly 
escaped the incoming volley. But just as he was about to reach her, his 
plan fell apart. Ranma was just about to grab her, when a kick came 
out of nowhere, nailing a surprised Ranma�s the mid-section. 

	Suddenly the magical barrage stopped. And in its place, a volley 
of physical attacks came. She was a martial artist also it seems to 
Ranma�s annoyance.* She had to be a martial artist didn�t she, and 
good too* His opponent features never changed even with her 
unrelenting assault. Ranma gave up ground in a hurry, dodging and 
blocking furiously.

				< OH MY! >

	"What�s going on here?" Siuan, finally reached the 
battleground, huffing and puffing from exhaustion. That�s when she 
felt a powerful source of Sadiar. It came from the person that was 
cloaked in white with red triangle embroidery. A power like Siuan never 
seen before, radiated from her, and the face, one that Siuan never 
expected to see again. It was Moiraine Damodred, her long time friend, 
also known to be dead.

	Ranma was caught surprised by the new arrival, and the halt 
had cost him another kick to his chest. Moiraine hand�s whirled and 
rose towards a surprised Siuan; a blazing fireball shot out towards her. 
He leaped up in front of the fireball, almost unconscious of his
actions, 
and it stuck.

	Siuan watched in horror as cloud a black smoke exploded on the 
boy who had tried to save her. *The power...* The glow around Moiraine 
was impossibly bright, as if she held a san�angreal. Fear stuck up in
her 
mind, and she grabbed for the source. It came as a torrent, more 
power that she could of hoped rushed into her, filling her to near 
ecstasy. She had just enough time to slice Moiraine�s incoming weave 
from reaching her. She knew that weave, one meant to permanently 
sever her link from the source. There was no emotion from the 
supposedly dead Moiraine, but she wasn�t trying to just capture.

	"Moiraine! What are you doing!?" There was no response; it was 
almost as if her attacker was a shell of the real thing.  More incoming 
assaults of deadly weaves came at her, each one meant to do 
something horrible. Franticly Siuan rushed to meet every single one, 
slicing one after another, know if she missed one, it would be her last. 
She had no opportunity to attack back, it was all she could do to 
defend.

	*Something is different* She knew her power was mysteriously 
much more powerful then anything she could normally handle, but it 
was her only hope of surviving right now. Something else was different. 
*Hew power, it smaller now. Fish guts! We�re dead even!* Her senses 
told her they were in a dead match of equally powerful One Power. 
Sweat trickled down her face, but nothing appeared on Moiraine�s. 
*Blast her, if she had the power I�ve seen before, why doesn�t she use 
it. Is she playing with me!?*

	Ranma rose up from the pain. He could still feel the massive 
heat that had hit him. Glancing over, he saw the two women, staring at 
each other. Siuan�s face was determined and deep in concentration, 
but the other�s facial feature had never changed. *Something is 
happening* 

	Sprinting towards the woman, Ranma tried to take advantage 
of the battle, and tried to reach Moiraine yet again, but at the last 
moment, she twisted, and a kick went for his face. He ducked just in 
time and had to block and evade another series of moves. Then 
something flashed from her hands and he felt more pain as he flew 
back once more.

	Siuan barely recognized the opening before she launched her 
first attack, but it was too late as Moiraine did something she didn�t 
recognize and her head spun with pain. Struggling for recovery, she 
saw a bright light launched towards her. Desperately she wove a 
barrier of air to stop it, but it was all she could manage to do, as the 
blast was relentless, and she felt herself getting weaker. Then she saw 
something and she knew.

	*The power, she�s getting stronger again! My power is getting 
weaker. We�re sharing the power like tugging for supremacy with a 
giant razor-fish. And I�m losing!* She could feel her power slowly 
fading. Siuan struggled to pull for more, but it was no use as
Moiraine�s 
glow slowly brightened, and her attack was still unrelenting.

	Ranma saw in horror as Siuan was starting to buckle from the 
magical assault. He felt a great need to save her, but he still couldn�t 
bear to hurt a girl still. *I can still stop her!*

	Jumping up high into the air, he flew straight towards his 
opponent.

	"Kachu Tenshin Amaguriken Revised!"
	"Speeding pressure points!"

	Moiraine�s attack stopped and her hands tried to block him, but 
it was too fast, too late. Numerous pressure points he knew to sleep 
were touched and she fell onto the ground eyes closed.

	Suddenly Ranma felt a rush of emotions assaulting him, and he 
felt it. *What�s happening to me!?* Ranma felt a new presence inside 
him. *It�s feels almost like...a bond...* Glancing around his eyes
focused 
on Siuan, and he knew. *It�s her...I can feel her--and...* Glancing
back, 
he looked at the fallen attacker. *And her...*

	Siuan suddenly felt a link, it was as if it had been hidden, and 
then suddenly springing fully out into the open. Looking at the boy she 
knew. *A bond. He�s my warder...Ranma...*

	The two stared at each other, for a long time.

				< OH MY! >

A SD figure clasped in a cloak of pure white, with some red decorations 
along the edges walks out. SD fumbles with a heavy book in her hands.

	"Quit poking me!"--"Alright, alright, I�ll do this already."

	"Hello there, I�m here holding this big book here to give you 
some worthless information--hey I told you to quit poking me!"

	"Nisao Dachen, of the Yellow Ajah. Basically one of the more 
loonier doctors who got caught in the cookie jar by Egwene. So she 
swore her oath and now has a ball and chain to lag around."

	"Faolain Orande. She�s not very interesting to talk about. She 
was newly raised to become a blue in a little dead town call Salidar. 
Basically, she choose to lug around the ball and chain for Egwene."

	"Rebel Aes Sedai Camp. Because the women couldn�t agree on 
who gets the guy, (Rand) they broke up. Now, Egwene being the new 
leader wants to put it back together, and she has an army to do it."

	"Snow storms...what!? Why would I need to explain a thing like 
that!-- Hey watch were you�re sticking that thing! Okay, so someone 
screwed around with the Bowl of Winds, and poof."

	"San�angreal, a more powerful form of an angreal, which 
increase power."

	"Gareth Bryne, tee-hee, you�ll find out."

	SD flings the big book at something off screen followed by an 
impact.

~Kuku


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