Subject: [FFML] [Ranma][SM] Where Are We Now Chapter 2
From: "Phu" <phu@gateway.net>
Date: 8/30/2000, 11:16 PM
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"Phu"


I did not write this fic. I'm posting this up for Kaiton.



Note: Warning! 'Ranma as a god' story ahead!

Where Are We Now?

A Ranma/Sailor Moon fusion

By Dr. Suekeiichi Kaiton

---Nerima ward, Japan---

Genma Saotome, whose brain could easily fit into a juice box, 

walked into the Tendo Dojo after stealing a few meals in town. A portly 

man with a white kerchief covering his gleaming baldness, he was treated 

to the sight of his family sitting on the deck, their faces rigid in seriousness. 

Twin bokkens, their blades whittled to splinters, lay between the two 

sitting. Nodoka's eyes seemed to glaze over, and a ridiculous smile was 

plastered over her face. Ranma was still a bit busy picking splinters out of 

his hands.

"What happened? Was there an attack?" Genma cried out in fake 

concern just hoping it wasn't another fianc�e come to claim her prize, 

Nodoka would kill him. His wife simply swiveled her head towards him, 

the glazed expression leaving her face. Something was afoot.

"Genma _dear_, would you be so kind as to tell me where Ranma 

learned my family's style?" Her eyes glinted dangerously, the brows above 

knitting in annoyance. "As I recall, my family shrine is the only existing 

place where one could hope to learn my art. Why just five years ago I 

heard it was robbed by a brigand and their _irreplaceable_ tomes of sword 

technique stolen. You wouldn't know anything about that now would you 

Genma?"

His face when white, sweat dripping down the back of his gi, if 

Nodoka found out what would he do? "I-I don't know anything about it 

Nodoka dear, I don't even know of any shrine in Okayama." He laughed 

nervously as Ranma joined his mother in her glare. He began to creep 

closer to the exit as his wife's aura sprang to life.

"DIE HUSBAND!!!" She sprang from her crouch with katana 

unsheathed, Genma scrambling already for the door. Ranma watched with 

interest as his mother sliced Genma's clothes off and threw him out the 

door. Smiling, he never told her that their family practiced a style 

descended from his own, a customized style created for his own weapon, 

one he created himself. As he watched the ensuing carnage, Ranma's 

thoughts began to drift back to Altaecia, or as she was known as now, 

Beryl.

He had met Sailor Ganymede during a trip to her planet orbiting 

Jupiter. Ganymede was once a large planet half the size of Jupiter itself 

with lush jungles and aquatic habitats, that is until Metallia's forces 

destroyed half of it, reducing it to satellite size now. Their blast had barely 

skimmed the surface, as their true objective was the destruction of Icarus, 

the capital city of Jupiter. Searing the very flesh of the planet, nothing 

would live on the surface of Jupiter for centuries, that angry red spot 

glaring back at the Earth. She was the princess of the royal house, a 

privileged, vain beauty that demanded his every moment of attention. He 

was Divus Honturi, brother to the House of Serenity.

Even with her faults he enjoyed her company, they spent many a 

night sitting in the intangible darkness of the royal gardens, gazing at the 

planet beside them. Months were spent together, rarely would the servants 

or guards find them separate, except when he was in the workshop. His 

workshop was a subspace rift where he could test new spells or magical 

charms of base metals safely, he developed Sailor Saturn's attacks there as 

he created the Silence Glaive. A masterpiece of magical channeling, the 

metal used was iron, an element known to nullify the effects of magic; he 

had carefully inserted spells carved into magestone, wrapping them into the 

iron fa�ade. As he created it, he held no fear towards the weapon, a 

statement which cannot be said for the universe at large.

But time ran out on them, something it is wont to do, and the 

annual meeting of Sailor Senshi was called at the Palace of the Moon, main 

temple of Serenity. It was a mere two years of paradise for them on 

Ganymede, cut short as domestic problems encountered by the Senshi 

intruded into their lives. The senshi were known for scaring men away, a 

reputation that changed his life forever.

The Queen was happily married, and had been for well over three 

millennia, the same could not be said of her guards. Being the champions 

of justice for the ruler of the solar system does tend to scare away potential 

relationships, a problem compounded by the dangers inherent to accepting 

the mantel of marriage to a known political figure. Only one course of 

action could halt the self-destructive behavior of the guardians, 

polygamous marriage. The marriage must be to an immortal like the queen 

herself, one of her lineage able to exist under normal conditions 

indefinitely.

Raising from her dais, the fledgling princess at her side, Queen 

Serenity clapped her hands. Once. Silence prevailed throughout the din 

escalating in the chamber. Over the course of the next few months the 

Queen called royalty gathered from the farthest reaches of the frontier as 

potential grooms for her chosen. Eventually all were rejected. It became a 

quarrel, Venus thought he was better looking than him, Saturn liked whom 

Mercury liked but Pluto didn't, it was just complete and utter chaos. 

Finally he had interjected on Altaecia's behalf.

He was in fact the 23rd brother of the Queen (several times 

removed), and a member of her elite Trigan Guard, a fighting force 

composed of specialized warriors trained for the protection of the Queen. 

After ten years in the Trigan Corps he received their highest decoration, the 

legendary Cosmic Xenosol. Said to have been wielded by the solar hero 

Marduk along side the Queen Mother against the devil god Tiamat, the 

Cosmic Xenosol was composed of the same basic materials as the 

ginzuishou. These three elements could only attain their full power when 

merged as one, separately they held no power whatsoever.

That weapon was now held in his subspace pocket, along with both 

his Trigan Corps and Dark General's uniforms. Nodoka's auburn hair came 

undone in a tight curve, prompting her to stop before the mirror in the hall 

and pin it back. After doing this she sat back down and finished her cup of 

tea which Kasumi had set out earlier. Sighing once at the injustices of 

being a traditional woman, she unsheathed her katana once more and ran 

back to the chase. Ranma just sat impassively watching the carnage done 

to his father's body, wondering what the fallout would be from this 

confrontation.

"Ranma." His mother had returned from her chase, depositing 

Genma at Dr. Tofu's office for stitches. "Pack up your things, you can say 

goodbye to everyone tonight at dinner. As of tomorrow morning you are 

living at home, you will finish your school year at Juuban High. Genma 

may remain here." He nodded to her, taken aback by her decision but a bit 

grateful that some of the craziness surrounding him would disappear in a 

new town. She tied her silken bundle and went into the kitchen to prepare 

dinner.

---Minato ward, Cherry Blossom Park. Late afternoon---

Things did not go well for the senshi. A youma had materialized in 

the park just as their senshi meeting had disbanded, Sailor Mars being the 

first down the hill from the temple. The youma was composed of ooze, 

leaving an acidic slime trail wherever it went, most of them had superficial 

chemical burns from the creature's arms. Mars, Jupiter, and Venus fought 

the gelatinous thing's failing arms while Sailor Moon stood at the sidelines, 

waiting for Mercury to pinpoint the youma's weakness. They had already 

tried freezing it with no visible affect, it just burned through the ice and 

scorched Mercury's blouse.

"C'mon Mercury! Hurry up, that things got Mars and Venus 

down!" Usagi was hopping from one foot to the next, waiting impatiently 

for Ami's computer to finish it's computations. Jupiter was now fighting it 

hand to hand, her boots and gloves refusing to yield to the monster's acidic 

drizzlings, as the only senshi with a measure of martial arts skill, Makoto 

was determined to succeed where her fallen teammates had failed. It was 

easier said than done when her punches merely passed through its body, 

leaving vacuous bubbles in their wake.

"Wait a minute, my computer says the weakest parts are the arms. 

Jupiter! Aim for the elbows!" Mercury set down the handheld, letting 

loose with Shabon Spray, allowing Jupiter a window of opportunity.

"SUPREME THUNDER!" Wiry bolts of lightning crackled across 

the park, setting grass ablaze, only to home in on the youma's semi-

gelatinous limbs, tearing them to droplets of goo. Screaming in outrage, 

the monster charged headfirst after Makoto, burning the very ground in it's 

wake. "Sailor Moon! Now!" Usagi plucked the tiara from her head, 

spinning on a toe before yelling her attack.

"MOON TIARA.ACTION!!!" Usagi threw the spinning disk of 

gold at the creature, slicing through its neck and burning the gel to ashes. 

As the headband returned to her, she reached out to grab it.only to be 

struck down by a wave of dark energy. Shock penetrated her form as her 

body was thrown backward, bouncing twice before coming to a halt.

"Sailor Moon!" Mercury's eyes followed the blast path of the shot 

that had cut a swath through the pavement, falling on a long haired man 

floating three feet off the ground. "Jupiter! Sailor Moon's down!" At the 

mere mention of those words Mars awoke, gingerly pushing off the stone, 

favoring her left side. Her eyes went from Usagi's still smoking form to the 

Dark General floating off the ground. Fire ignited within her soul, no 

matter how much of a brat Usagi was, no matter how much she ate, no 

matter how much she found her princess annoying, Mars was living to 

protect her. As she gathered herself together, the stranger had blown 

Makoto into a brick water fountain.

"You bastard! FIRE SOUL!!!!" A twisting snake of flames lashed 

out, lapping at his heels. Seemingly unconcerned, he pulled out a jagged 

sword made out of glimmering mirrored silver, pulling back for a blow that 

was sure to hurt. Mars barely noticed the weapon before a flash of purple 

energy lanced pain down her arm, breaking her arm in two. Seeing dark 

splotches in her field of vision, she cursed her weakness before succumbing 

to unconsciousness. The general moved forward, stabbing once down on 

Venus' prone body, leaving her in a crater a meter deep, blood dripping 

down her chin before Tuxedo Mask made his move.

A red rose, thorns shimmering in the setting sun, drew from his 

sleeve. Drawing back his arm for the throw he was completely unprepared 

for the haymaker his opponent hit him with; the rose fell, laying crumpled 

next to Sailor Moon's still form. Snarling in rage, his nightstick appeared 

at his side just in time to smash his opponent's face. "Get away from 

them!" A sword fight began now, cane against sword, neither opponent 

giving an inch. Mamoru slashed with his weapon, slicing through air with 

every attack, while the opponent dug deep gashes in his flesh. It became 

clear after a few moments that Mamoru was seriously outclassed and 

weakening, his blows becoming sloppy and trifling, it came as no surprise 

when the general knocked his weapon away and shot a ball of dark energy 

point blank. Tuxedo Mask fell to the ground in a soggy pile, face broken 

and bleeding. Then he turned to Mercury.

"I am Magnatite, commanding general of Mettalia's forces. You 

are Sailor Mercury, so now we know one another." He bleamed a 

deceptively friendly grin towards the sole senshi standing, his massive 

sword hanging at a hip. He noticed her fear and gestured to his victims 

with his sword. "I only attacked those that attacked me. Know that I 

could destroy all of you right now, right here but I won't." He materialized 

right in front of her, his lithe frame settling on the pebbles of asphalt 

underfoot. She was paralyzed with fear, her knees wobbling under her 

own weight, eyes glossing over with tears.

"W-what do y-you want?" She looked him in the face, angular 

features twisting into a wry smile.

"You aren't strong enough to fight me, give me any challenge," he moved 

closer, her blue bow brushing his gray tunic, "therefore I will wait. You 

have others that could give me a workout, so I'll wait to play with them." 

He framed her chin in his hands, gloved digits caressing her flesh. 

Trembling in fright, Ami's mind shut down as he leaned forward, kissing 

her passionately on the lips, his tongue reaching forward into her mouth. 

He caught her limp form, laying it gently on the ground. He eyes then 

went to Sailor Moon, and the ginzuishou. He cast a blind spot around 

himself to avoid prying eyes.

He knelt at her side, smoothing out her disheveled blond bangs. 

"My little niece, you will save us all.with my help." He kissed her moon 

symbol, which briefly spun with power, and touched the Silver Imperium 

Crystal with a bare finger. Blinding white light poured from his being, 

siphoned into the crystal and infusing the girl's body with raw power. He 

took his leave then, phasing back to Beryl, just as the wave of healing 

energies washed over the broken scouts. 

Far away.farther than anyone could hear save one, a certain 

emerald-haired woman moaned in her sleep, a single tear falling to 

her pillow.

---Dark Kingdom, Mettalia's chambers---

"Beryl."

"Yes my queen." She knelt before the altar built upon the marble 

walkway. Her sanguine hair falling down around her. "What is your wish 

mistress?"

"You waste too much time engaging in your.activities.with your 

generals." The shadow played across the room, mouth agape at some 

unforeseen horizon. "You must increase the input of energy! I still am 

denied my body."

"Yes my queen, I will send Kunzite to gather more crystals." She 

stood and motioned to the door, her high-heels tapping rhythmically on the 

polished floor.

"Wait!!!! I have not dismissed you!" Mettalia's voice rose to near 

deafening levels, her wraith wavering with the expended energy. It grinned 

sadistically. "You and your general certainly create enough energy during 

your activities, triple that of normal, perhaps there is a way we can exploit 

that."

<I won't have that bitch Amethyst on Earth with Honturi!> "How 

do you suggest we do that my liege?" <There's too much of a risk, after all 

she was his wife too!>

"Send Amethyst to the Earth realm, have Magnatite assist her in 

collecting such energy. It will expedite my freedom." The amorphous 

cloud giggled, bubbling like sludge from the deepest swamps, then began 

gathering itself back into the crystal that was its prison. "You may go 

now."

"Thank you my queen." She knelt once again before opening the 

doors and slipping out into the hall. Oleaginous darkness slinked along the 

floors, stopped only by the faint pinpricks of light cast across the corridors. 

Her spirits dropped even further down to the abyss as Amethyst slinked up 

to her.

"So what did Mettalia have to say queenie?" Amethyst was short, 

about five feet six inches, with long shapely legs, a plump rear end, large 

breasts, and a heart-shaped face. Her brownish-blond hair was pulled back 

in a ponytail which reached her waist, dangling freely as she walked. 

"Another job for me?"

<Whore.> "Yes, Mettalia wants to gather energy from people as 

they.indulge.themselves physically." Beryl's very face displayed her 

disgust at the plan, luckily she wasn't the one to lower herself to carry it 

out. She smirked as thoughts of Amethyst ravaged and left to die raced 

through her head. "Take a group of female youma and establish your 

operation. In a few days I'll send Magnatite down to assist you."

Her face, downcast as her assignment was given to her, brightened 

at the mere mention of the name 'Magnatite.' "Honturi? Really?" She 

squealed in delight, usually he was off in his post, disappeared, or with 

Beryl; any time with him was bliss, as he _was_ her husband. The tension 

between her and Beryl was legendary to the youma, a tale of their queen 

forced to abide her lover's other wife for fear of reprisal. "Where?"

"You can go later after you assemble a team. You have your 

orders." Beryl sauntered down to her throne room, she had to tell 

Honturi.sometime. But not tonight.

---Minato ward, Juuban Junior High. The next morning---

Makoto and Ami had met that morning at the school gates, 

completely by accident. After making meaningless small talk, Makoto 

dragged Ami behind the main entrance to the janitor's toolshed. It turned 

out all she wanted to know was what had happened after she'd been 

knocked out.

"So what happened? I don't remember anything after being 

knocked into the fountain until you woke me up. Who was that guy?"

Ami blushed. "He said his name was Magnatite, commanding 

general. He's the one that hurt Minako so badly and gave Mamoru that 

black eye." She hadn't told anyone about her kiss, nor what he had done to 

Usagi. "Before Usagi healed all of us with the Silver Imperium Crystal, his 

face was all broken and bleeding, Minako was crushed and Rei had her arm 

broken! I don't know how he did it!"

Mako-chan whistled. "Wow, he was sure powerful! Why didn't he 

kill us then?" Her interest was clearly piqued.

"W-well he said that we were weak and that he wanted a good 

fight."

"And?"

"And what?"

"He must've done _something_ to you! You did say you were on 

the ground, so what'd he do? Blast you with that sword of his?" Makoto 

looked ready to kill the stranger, if she could.

"No.h-he.kissed me." There. She had said it, now they'd all 

know and she would be teased for weeks to come. "He touched Usagi and 

the Silver Imperium Crystal too, I think he gave her the power to heal all of 

us."

"He kissed you!?" Mako-chan drew back, shock registering on her 

face. Ami had the good consciousness to blush profusely under her friends 

scrutiny. Just then Usagi jumped in, curious why they hadn't gone into the 

building yet.

"Who kissed you Ami? Was it Umino?" She looked about ready to 

puke right there if it had been.

"No! That dark general did! Right after he smashed Mamoru's 

face! Isn't that right?" Makoto spun around, pulling Ami to meet Usagi's 

incredulous face.

"Y-yes. H-he also said something about being Usagi's uncle," Ami 

offered, eager to step out of the spotlight. "Maybe we should ask Luna if 

Usagi has any uncles that would have done...that."

"Done what? You mean kissed you?" Just as the words left her 

mouth, the school bell rang to signal homeroom had begun. "Damn! And it 

was just getting good!" Mako-chan ran off, waving goodbye until lunch. 

Usagi and Ami reluctantly plodded to class, knowing Haruna-sensei would 

make them stand outside with buckets.

Fortunately Haruna-sensei hadn't noticed their absence since a 

young man from Juuban High School next door had come in to speak. 

Both took their seats without alerting their enthralled classmates to their 

presence. It was a tall boy about 6'1 with gray-blue eyes and raven hair 

tied in a pigtail, he looked to be about seventeen, an idea proven when he 

offered to teach a martial arts class at Juuban High next door.

Juuban Junior High, Juuban High, Shibakouen, T&A, and Mugen 

Gakuen all were situated in a ten block radius of each other, with Juuban 

High in the centre. This was quite beneficial to have all the senshi in one 

area, especially as Rei and Minako didn't have to travel miles to reach a 

senshi meeting, Usagi, Ami, and Makoto likewise. The boy went on to 

explain that the class would be in self-defense and basic kempo and would 

be given free-of-charge by Juuban High. Ami's ears perked up as he said 

that, it must mean they consider the area dangerous with all the youma 

attacks recently.

The young man left shortly, carrying the hearts of many girls out 

with him. He moved on to Makoto's homeroom.

---Mugen Gakuen High School, homeroom---

Haruka was draped over two seats in the back of her class as the 

teacher read the attendance. Michiru just sat across the room, desperately 

trying to finish her homework. Then _he_ walked in.

Tall, handsome with gray-blue eyes and raven hair. The teacher 

seemed to be expecting him as he moved from his desk, allowing the boy 

room to speak. "Good morning!"

"Good morning," replied the class, well, all except Haruka. She 

kept staring at the boy, something felt off about him. He felt.feminine.

"My name is Ranma Saotome, I'm a senior at Juuban High next 

door. I've come to post a sign-up sheet for a martial arts class I'll be 

teaching after school for the rest of the year. It is free of charge as a public 

service provided by Juuban High. The class will be held from five to seven 

at the Juuban High School auditorium, be sure to bring loose clothes, a gi if 

you have one." Haruka listened up to that point, the rest was boring as he 

went into the techniques he would teach during the last semester of the 

year. She couldn't quiet put her finger on it, but he seemed familiar.

A dream came to her from last night, she was dressed in sienna 

cloth at a royal ball. Strange planets drifted by in the sky and the ocean 

was yellow, Michiru was there dressed in flowing material of sea blue 

color. Haruka blushed as memories of her.night activities.with Michiru 

came to mind. They weren't married, though there was a type of bond 

between them, perhaps it was that they were married to the same man. A 

tall, dapper looking man in a black tuxedo with a mandarin collar surprised 

her from behind and surprised her even more as he kissed her lips, sneaking 

his tongue between her own. The dream became hopelessly convoluted 

after that, a war broke out and Michiru was killed, her husband had left, 

she was forced into slavery then killed for disobedience. She shivered at 

how real some aspects were.

"Thank you for your time, the sign-up sheet will be posted in the 

lobby." The man walked out, causing a similar scene as he had at Juuban 

Junior High. Michiru smiled at Haruka, knowing she felt the same, there 

was something very odd about that man, something that aroused her even 

if she didn't like men. They vowed to see what his class had to offer.

---T&A Academy, homeroom---

Ranma walked into the first homeroom at his last school with a 

certain amount of trepidation, even though he didn't have any classes today 

he still felt something was off in the air. It seemed.charged with magical 

energies, as if one stray bolt could explode the entire area. T&A was 

renowned as the most strict all-girl's school in the country, fifty-two 

percent of their graduates went on to Tokyo University, and for some 

strange reason he felt that most of his class would be made from their 

students.

Rei was sitting at the back of the room, staring at her crows outside 

the window. Cougar and Dark flew around in circles, making her green 

with envy with their freedom, they landed on a tree branch not two feet 

away from her window, staring at her with intelligent eyes. She 

remembered the dream she'd had last night.

It had started in the Moon Palace, decadent drapes and carpets 

limned the halls and bedrooms of the royal family. It was the Queen's 

anniversary, an auspicious occasion to dance and make merry in the dark 

times of Mettalia's threat. Serenity had never seemed more radiant than 

that night as she wore her crystal choker that shocked even the wealthiest 

of lords. Eidymon wore a jet black tuxedo, a red rose adorning his lapel. 

The dance floor was alive with the echoes of heels tapping on it's marble 

surface, Rei was standing off to the side with a gaggle of women nervously 

checking their dresses for lint or dust. Gazing out at the dancing couples 

she caught her husband, a tall man with a raven pigtail dancing with 

Mercury garbed in flowing water. Rei herself was wearing a gown made of 

fire, a thin layer of flame that hid places most men shouldn't see in public.

"Honturi-kun! Over here!" She'd shouted as the dance winded 

down. As the words left her mouth she regretted shouting his five other 

wives noticed his arrival and began waving and calling him over. If she 

hadn't known better she'd swear Mercury gave her an evil eye. The seven 

wives had established a pattern, their husband would take each one in order 

first to a royal function then take the next as his first dance, second, ad 

infinitum. Tonight he had brought Mercury, but it was Mars turn for first 

dance.

As they wove in and out of the huddled crowds to the tune of the 

finest waltz, he leaned into her clothes, the flames producing no 

effect, and kissed her on the balcony where he had steered her as 

they danced. She melted as his hands stroked her body and lighted 

her libido, her head falling back as he slowly kissed down her neck, 

gentle caresses of breath toying with her hunger for him. Suddenly 

Venus came in, her face displeased and fingers playing with the 

fabric of her dress. As he gave her a resigned glance, she knew it 

was all Minako's fault.

At her teacher's insistence, Rei was broken from her remembrance 

because the selfsame man, Honturi she knew, was standing before her class 

and saying something about martial arts?

".We will be studying Kempo and Akido for self-defense for the 

remainder of this year. All who want to can come as I said it was free. It's 

at five to seven tonight at Juuban High's auditorium. Wear loose clothes or 

a gi if you have one." With that he walked out before Rei could ask him 

who he was.

---To be continued---

I hope by now you realize that Magnatite, Honturi, and Ranma are 

one in the same. Three personas for three different worlds, but they all are 

the same person. I hope you enjoyed the fight scene, it was one of the 

most difficult parts to write in this chapter. As of right now Ranma has 

gained the attention of Ami, Makoto, Rei, Haruka, and Michiru. Setsuna 

and Hotaru will be featured in the next chapter as he meets Pluto after 

25,000 years, will he like what happened to his childhood friend? And how 

will she react to her changed "Honto-chan?"

Side note: Haruka and Michiru _are_ having a relationship and yes they 

are lesbians. In the Moon Kingdom they were lovers but had to be married 

to a man, the logical solution being married to the same one. Now that 

their husband has his Jusenkyo curse you can expect them to be much 

happier with the arraignment.

Anyone want to be a pre-reader? Send C&C to

Dr. Suekeiichi Kaiton

Kaiton@banet.net





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