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Undesired
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters
nor am I making any money from this.
Please do not sue me.
In the halls of one of heavens buildings
two relatively young deities in training were
sneaking into a room. No ordinary room was
this, this room contained viewing well used by
the higher gods to alter or cross the various
worlds in the multiverse. Sometimes it was
used to help fight a great evil or grant
enlightenment to a person, but more often
than not it was used to meddle needlessly
in the lives of mortals. The two youngsters
in question had just slipped by the last trap
and now stood before the well. The shorter of
the two rubbed his hands together as they
approached the well. The other had a lot more
dubious expression on his face. "Are you
sure this is a good idea?" The first one smiled
at his friend reassuringly. "Hey, It'll work
this time! Trust me." He started to search
the various worlds in pool. "Now which
time line to cross it with". Eventually a
small smile crossed the shorter ones face,
"Yes this'll do nicely." The taller being
looked at his buddy's choice and paled
slightly. "Hey, um...isn't that kinda
dangerous?" The other boy mealy
smiled "Don't worry so much, I know what
I'm doing." the other did not look convinced
"Said Custard to his troops" he mumbled. The
shorter looked up slightly annoyed "Look I've
got it worked out. He'll be there for ten years,
and then the recall spell pulls him back to his
timeline. Now watch." They both gazed into
the pool as the transferee took place.
-----
Genma Saotome finished strapping fish
sausages to his son. Nodding in satisfaction at
his work, he picked his son up and tossed him
into the pit of starving cats. It was at this
point that time seemed to slow down as
Ranma fell. A black void seemed to open
right in front of the younger Saotome,
swallowing him whole as he fell through.
Genma blinked several times. Not sure what
to make of that. Then a thought struck him,
"Nodoka's gonna kill me."
***
Ranma shook his head as he lifted himself
off the hard ground. The fall hadn't been as bad
as he thought it would be but he was still a bit
dazed. Realizing he was still wearing the
sausages he quickly set about removing them
as he looked around. The first thing he noticed
was that he was on a ledge that overlooked a
large city that stretched into the horizon in all
directions. In the distance he could see huge
columns of fire blazing away into the night.
"Papa, are you there?" The only response he
got was a growl. He turned around just as
what looked like a green monkey with silver
wings attacked. Reacting on instinct Ranma
darted forward, surprising the beast, and flipped
it over the ledge. As he got up he saw the
creature gliding out of the fall. Turning around
it streaked towards him as he dropped into a
ready stance. "Hold." The creature stopped its
decent and floated in mid air Ranma turned
around to find the imposing figure of a man
with a face seemingly made of stone and eyes
that glowed bright red. The older being
approached the young martial artist, examining
him as if he were a bug under a microscope.
After a few moments of stunned silence Ranma
took up a defensive posture. A small smile
played across the older man's lips. Having
reached a decision he turned and strode away.
"Clean him up and bring him before me." From
the darkness and old woman emerged, a
reassuring smile on her wrinkled features as
she approached the young martial artist.
"What a strong looking young man! I'll bet
you've done a lot of training haven't you!"
Ranma relaxed a bit "Uh..yes'm I've been
training with my pops for a while now."
Her smile grew as she held out her hand "really
why don't you come along and you can tell
Granny Goodness all about it!" Ranma took
her hand and followed her inside.
----
The shorter boy was tearing his hair out as
the other one looked at him in utter shock. "Do
you have any idea how royally you just !$@#%&
up!!." His friend continued on as if not hearing
him "This can't be! I was aiming for New
Genesis. How the @#*& did he end up on
Akropolis and at the very door of Darkseid!"
"I adjusted your aim." a new voice stated. The
sound of a grating male voice froze them both
in their tracks. Slowly they turned around to
face the god of war. "Why?" The taller asked,
Aries smiled. Way to many happy endings
occur when gods mess with this mortals life.
Too often he becomes a powerful avatar for
good. I decided it was time to see what happens
when he is raised by absolute evil." As he
approched the well two chairs appeared
behind the youths. "Sit down, this should
be educational as well as entertaining."
Not knowing what to do the complied.
The end
Author notes: Where to go with this? We'll how
much pain would be sown across the universe
with Ranma at the right hand of Darkseid -
On a bleak world, a great ship approached. The
listless denizens looked up and knew terror. It
was not its size or imposing shape that sent
terror through the populace but the knowledge
of who it bore to there world. The ship stopped
and hovered above the last few blasted out
skyscrapers in the city. As the huge doors
opened a voice range out, commanding all to
hear "The hour has come! He has come! Who
is beyond good and evil? Who is the prophet of
anti-life? Who is the rock and the chain and the
lightning? All powerful! All unforgiving! All
conquering! WHO IS YOUR NEW GOD
NOW AND FOREVER?" An imposing figure,
clothed in black stepped forth from the door.
He stared at the assembled masses of sentient
beings. As he spoke his eyes flashed red
"Ranma is"
Or what if he one day chose to go back to earth -
Darkseid watched as the boom tube closed,
carrying his wayward son to earth. His face
wore the same impassive mask it normally wore,
but his eyes flashed his displeasure. Desaad
looked at his master with a mixture of fear and
curiosity. "Master why did you let Ranma go?"
For a long moment Darkseid made no sound or
movement, and Desaad began to wonder if he'd
overstepped his bounds. Then slowly deliberately
Darkseid turned and faced his favored torture.
"He is not now nor never shall be beyond my
grasp." Desaad nodded quickly "Yes great
Darkseid!" The prophet of anti-life turned back
to gaze across his world's landscape. "His going
to earth will actually serve my plans. Even if he
refuses to be my knight he WILL be my pawn."
Well this was an idea that came out while
writing the 2nd chapter of Nerima knights. Just
thought I'd toss it out there for anyone who
wants it.