Subject: [FFML] [fanfic][SM crossover] A General Time Paradox - Chapter 2
From: Nidoking
Date: 12/11/2000, 9:45 AM
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A General Time Paradox

Chapter 2: A New Class of Evil



    Later that afternoon, five girls and two cats gathered in the living

quarters of the Cherry Hill shrine to discuss the events of the day. The

meeting was originally designed to be a study-group meeting to help

Serena pass her classes, but none of the girls felt like studying after

their tough battle, even the usually bookish Ami. Rei had brought in a

tray of cookies, hoping to cheer everyone up, but only Mina had any high

spirits left. Even the usually relatively cheerful Lita was down in the

dumps. "I can't believe we had to run away," she moaned.

    "What choice did we have?" asked Rei. "They were way too powerful

for us!"

    "I'm sorry I wasn't there to help," Artemis apologized. Mina stroked

his back, but the cat didn't purr. "This situation sounds very serious."

    "The opponents we fought today were simply not the same type of

monsters that we've been fighting all this time," explained Ami. "Our

powers won't work against them the way they work against

Negaverse-spawned monsters."

    "Even Darien couldn't beat them," whined Serena. "I've never had to

work so hard! I usually just throw my Moon Tiara or wave my crystal wand

and everything goes back to normal!"

    "Working hard certainly isn't a skill you've had to practice,"

agreed Luna from Serena's lap.

    "Hard work or not, there has to be a way to beat them," said Mina.

"Everyone has a weakness."

    "The problem is," put in Artemis, "your powers were designed for

fighting the creatures of the Negaverse. If Ami's right about these new

opponents not being from the Negaverse, you could very well be in over

your heads with this fight!"

    "But we have to try!" argued Serena. "More innocent people will

suffer if we don't keep fighting!"

    "If we do keep fighting, the people who suffer will be us," said Rei

glumly. "We're going to need some kind of plan to defeat them." Six

pairs of eyes turned to stare at Ami.

    "What?" asked Ami, sweatdropping. "I haven't got a plan!"

    "We're sunk, then," said Serena. "We might as well give up now. If

even Ami can't think of a plan..."

    "Now wait just a minute!" shouted Ami. "Who says I can't come up

with a plan? I haven't had any time to think of one!"

    Lita clenched her fists. "Well, if our powers are useless, we'll

just have to find some new powers!"

    "New powers?" asked Serena. "Where do we find those?"

    "I think there's a way to rise to a higher level of Sailor Scout

power," offered Luna, "but I can't seem to remember what it is."

    "Neither can I," said Artemis. "I wish I could... I've forgotten far

too much."

    "Well, you're a lot of help," groaned Serena. "'Oh, there's a way

you can beat them... but I don't remember what it is!' When are you

going to remember?"

    "Don't yell at them, Serena," warned Rei. "They're trying their

hardest to help us. But it looks like we're on our own for now."

    "And meanwhile, this homework isn't going to do itself," said Mina,

staring at her workbook.

    "Worry about homework later!" snapped Lita. "They could come back at

any time!"

    "I think Mina's right, Lita," said Ami. "We're probably better off

doing something else to take our minds off of our problems for a while.

Maybe some of this homework will inspire us."

    "You think so?" asked Serena, picking up her workbook. "I've never

gotten any ideas from homework before... but I might as well give it a

try!"

    Lita tapped Serena on the shoulder. "You're holding the book upside

down, doofus!"

    "Really?" Serena sweatdropped and turned the book over. "Hey, you're

right! It does make more sense this way around!" She put her hand behind

her head and laughed out loud.

    "Oh well," grumbled Rei. "Maybe one of the rest of us will come up

with something."

*************************************************

    Even though they'd seen it before, the Negaverse still amazed Lina,

Ranma, and Ryoko after spending time in the real world again. They

marveled anew at the sights - such as they were - as they made their way

to Beryl's throne. Ryoko was still staring at Ranma from head to toe.

"You're really a girl?"

    "I'm really a GUY in a girl's body," replied Ranma. "There's a

difference!"

    "Doesn't feel any different," said Ryoko, prodding Ranma's chest.

    Ranma reminded herself that hitting Ryoko would not be conducive to

Akane's safety. "Don't touch me there. The body is real, but I'm still a

guy on the inside."

    "So, do you sneak into girls' bathrooms a lot back home?" asked

Lina. "I bet any guy would kill for the ability to turn into a girl."

    "It's not as much fun as you'd think," said Ranma. "I'd give

anything to be rid of this curse."

    "So, is that why you offered to help kill the Sailor Scouts?" asked

Ryoko. "Beryl said that one of us was in it for herself."

    "That's not the reason!" snapped Ranma.

    "Tou-CHY!" said Lina. "But you really should leave him alone,

Ryoko."

    "I can't help it," replied Ryoko. "It's the way I am. I can't get my

thrills by teasing Ayeka anymore, so I have to find another outlet for

my extra energy."

    "Save it for the Sailor Scouts," advised Lina. "Next time, we're

going to have to finish them off for good."

    "It might not be that easy," said Ryoko. "They're like cockroaches -

annoying, ugly, and impossible to squash no matter how big a shoe you

use."

    "They're probably a lot weaker when they're not in uniform," said

Ranma. "Remember how Beryl said that they have secret identities? If we

could discover who the Sailor Scouts really are, we'd be able to catch

them when they don't have their powers." She paused. "On second thought,

maybe that's not such a hot idea. If I do have to fight girls, I

definitely don't want to do it when they're totally helpless."

    "Great," fumed Lina. "He's not only flightless, he's chivalrous as

well."

    "Well, if you don't want to fight them, then that's your business,"

said Ryoko. "More action for the rest of us."

    "I'm afraid you won't be seeing any action for a while, Ryoko," said

Queen Beryl's voice.

    "What?" shouted Ryoko furiously. "Why not?"

    Beryl appeared before them. "Because I've been listening in to your

conversation, and your plan is sound. Your next mission will be

reconnaissance. You will have to move around in human society and find

the true identities of the Sailor Scouts."

    "And how are we supposed to do that?" demanded Lina. "They already

know who we are!"

    "Just as they disguise themselves, so shall you." She pointed to

Ranma. "They have not yet seen Ranma in this form. She will be

registered as a transfer student at Crossroads Junior High School."

    "Who's going to check out the other schools?" asked Lina.

    "You will," replied Beryl. "A simple spell should be enough to

obscure your bangles from mortal eyes and give you the appearance of a

common schoolgirl at Grass Valley Junior High School. We are quite sure

that most of the Sailor Scouts attend one of those two schools."

    "Then what do I get to do?" asked Ryoko.

    "Your part of the plan will become clear in time. You will have the

most important part of all."

    "All right!" cheered Ryoko, slamming her fist into her palm. "Now

THAT sounds more like it!"

    Beryl waved her arm, and a portal opened behind them. "Ranma, Lina,

go. Keep your powers in check until you can discover a likely candidate.

Once you think you have discovered a Sailor Scout, isolate her from the

rest and confront her. Ryoko will assist you in forcing her to reveal

her identity, and then you can destroy her."

    "What happens if the girl we find isn't a Sailor Scout?" asked

Ranma.

    Beryl considered this. "Remove her from future consideration."

    "What the heck's that supposed to mean?" asked Ranma.

    "Isn't it obvious?" asked Lina. "Once she knows who you really are,

we can't let her tell anyone else."

    "We're supposed to kill innocent girls? That wasn't part of the

deal!"

    "The deal is anything I choose to make it," said Beryl. "If you

value what the crystal holds, you will do as I say!"

    Ranma growled, but managed to keep her anger in check. She whirled

and stormed into the portal. Lina followed close behind.

    "Do you think those two can do the job?" asked Ryoko.

    "If they can't, you'll do it," replied Beryl. "That's why I have

four generals."

    "What is the deal with that fourth girl?" asked Ryoko. "Who is she?"

    "An element of chaos. If things start to go wrong for us, her power

will turn the tide in our favor."

    "Why don't you use her now?"

    "I have my reasons. I suggest that you do not question them again."

With that, Beryl turned and walked toward the throne room, leaving

behind a confused and slightly irate Ryoko.

*************************************************

    "Good morning, class," said the teacher, waiting for the class to

settle down before continuing. "We have a new student joining us today."

    "Hi," said the red-haired girl standing next to him. "My name is

Ranko Tendo." She smiled sweetly and waved to the class. The boys

goggled at her, provoking any girls who were near enough to their

boyfriends to jealously poke them with pencils or other sharp objects.

    "Why don't you sit next to Serena?" suggested the teacher, pointing

to an empty desk next to a blonde girl whose hair was set into two long

tails topped with what appeared to be yellow meatballs.

    Ranko took her seat and turned to Serena. "That's quite an

interesting hairstyle," she complimented the blonde.

    "Thanks. It takes a lot of work to set it this way."

    "If only you applied that much effort to your schoolwork, you

wouldn't be failing," quipped the brunette behind Serena. Ranko stared

intently at her ponytail.

    "That's not a very nice thing to say, Lita," returned Serena. The

two girls fumed, but they both turned their attention to the front of

the room, where the teacher was beginning the lesson.

    Neither Ranko nor Serena seemed to be able to understand any of what

the teacher was saying, and Lita didn't have much more luck. It was a

girl with short blue hair at the front of the room who answered most of

the questions. Ranko studied her hair even more earnestly than she had

Lita's throughout the lesson. Unfortunately, this took even more of her

attention away from the teacher.

    When the bell rang, Ranko was certain that she knew less about

fractions than she had at the start. What made this even more suspicious

was that she was quite sure it had been a geography lesson. Ranko

sighed. Having to kill innocent girls she could probably learn to deal

with. Going to school was another thing altogether.

*************************************************

    "Class, this is our new student," said the teacher, pausing. "What

did you say your name was again?"

    "Amelia Zelgadis," the new arrival said hastily. She'd forgotten to

choose a new name before registering, and had had to write down the

first thing that came to mind. Now she found herself regretting it, but

it was too late to say that she'd changed her mind and her name was

actually Martina Zangulus or some other combination of the names of

those she had traveled with in the past.

    "Well, Amelia," said the teacher helpfully, "you can sit in the back

of the room. Try to keep up with the rest of the class."

    "No problem," said Amelia, choosing an empty desk and sitting down.

She began to study the girls in the class, seeking any sign that one or

more of them might be Sailor Scouts in disguise.

    "Hey, welcome to Grass Valley Junior High, Amelia!" whispered the

girl in the next desk. "My name's Stephanie!"

    Amelia examined Stephanie's cheerful smile and long dark hair.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not a very friendly person."

    "That's all right," whispered the blonde in front of Stephanie.

"She's that friendly with everyone. Ignore her for a few days and she'll

give up."

    Stephanie smiled again and straightened up in her desk, her chest

jiggling slightly as she did so. "People say that I have a fiery heart

that simply burns with congeniality!"

    Amelia scowled at the girl's uncanny resemblance to Naga, a chapter

of her life best left forgotten, and carefully considered the metaphor.

Was it a coincidence that the girl looked like Sailor Mars, minus the

jewelry, and compared herself to Mars' element? This search could turn

out to be easier than she'd thought.

*************************************************

    Ranko didn't have much trouble finding her three suspects at lunch,

since they all sat together. Ranko joined them, eager to learn whether

these girls might in fact be the Sailor Scouts. Their closeness

certainly suggested some association between them outside of school.

"So, are you guys good friends?" she asked once the introductions had

been made.

    "We're study buddies," replied Ami, the blue-haired girl. "Neither

Serena nor Lita is having much luck with classes, so we get together

with a few other friends after school and do our homework together."

    "You might consider a study group, Ranko," suggested Serena through

a mouthful of food. "It looks like you could use some help."

    "That was a very rude thing to say!" Ami admonished her. "And you

shouldn't talk with your mouth full in any case."

    "Sorry," said Serena, swallowing her mouthful after the apology. Ami

wiped the moist crumbs from her face, provoking a chuckle from Lita and

Ranko.

    "We'd invite you to join our group, but it's kind of private," said

Lita.

    "That's all right," said Ranko. They would be easier to observe if

they weren't aware of her presence anyway. "This school's a lot easier

than my last one."

    "Really?" asked Serena. She cast a quick glance at Ami and swallowed

the food in her mouth. "I can't imagine a school tougher than

Crossroads."

    "Oh, you'd better believe it!" said Ranko. "The Principal of

Furinkan was a lunatic! He was always trying to cut everyone's hair and

made every day a living hell! And then there were the classes on top of

that, with teachers that he hired to drive everyone insane."

    "How could you even learn anything in those conditions?" asked Lita.

    "I couldn't, really," admitted Ranko. "But I did get plenty of

practice in the martial arts."

    "Really?" Lita leaned forward, suddenly much more interested in her

new friend. "I study martial arts too! Maybe we could have a match

sometime!"

    "I don't fight girls," said Ranko without thinking.

    "But you're a girl!" Serena pointed out.

    "You don't find many female martial artists around here," added

Lita. "I can never find an opponent to practice with outside of the Judo

club."

    "Judo, eh? I study mostly kempo myself. It might be interesting to

see how our styles interact." And to meet some of your other friends,

she didn't add aloud.

    "All right!" cheered Lita. "I'm considering that a promise!"

    The bell rang. "Geez!" shouted Serena. "Lunchtime's over already?"

She quickly crammed the rest of her lunch into her mouth at once and ran

for the school building, knocking the others' lunchboxes to the ground.

    "What a ditz," said Lita. "We've got plenty of time."

    "And the worst part is," added Ami, "she'll be late no matter how

fast she runs. Serena always is."

    Ranko nodded thoughtfully as she packed up her belongings. Serena,

despite her uncanny resemblance to Sailor Moon, was obviously far too

clumsy to be a Sailor Scout. The other two, however, were very likely

candidates. Lita's martial arts skill would definitely be an asset to

the Sailor Scouts, and Ami's blue hair, which perfectly matched Sailor

Mercury's, was probably not a common color in this dimension; although,

having known a girl with purple hair, Ranko wasn't about to dismiss that

possibility out of hand. However suspicious she might be, Ranko still

had to be sure before she made her move. Beryl's words still hung over

her head. A wrong guess would cost an innocent girl her life... and

given the circumstances, that girl was quite likely to be Akane.

*************************************************

    Stephanie looked up from her lunch to see the new girl approaching

her. "Hey! If it isn't Amelia! What's up?"

    "Oh, nothing," said Amelia casually as she sat next to Stephanie. "I

was just thinking about what you said before first period. You know,

'fiery heart burning with friendliness' or whatever it was."

    "Congeniality," replied Stephanie. "Close enough though. I just get

such a kick out of making new friends! You never know what sorts of

interesting things they'll have to talk about."

    "Yeah, you never know," agreed Amelia. "It's always fun going to new

places and meeting interesting people. I hear this town even has super

heroes or something!"

    "Super heroes? You must mean the Sailor Scouts! They're incredible!"

    "You know anything about them?" asked Amelia hopefully. The best way

to get information that someone is trying to hide, she knew from

experience, is to ask for it and wait for them to slip up and tell you

what you want to know.

    "Well, they're the most heroic girls I've ever met," said Stephanie

with stars in her eyes. "They always fight the monsters that attack

innocent people in the name of love and justice! Isn't that such a noble

cause?"

    "Sure," said Amelia, remembering the "truth and justice" motto of

her psuedonymsake. "But who are they, really?"

    "Their identities are secret," said Stephanie, making hush motions

with her finger. "They probably don't want admirers showering them with

gifts or anything hokey like that."

    Amelia decided to overlook the similarity to Xellos and move in for

the kill. "Or maybe they're worried about their enemies discovering

their identities and striking when they're powerless."

    Stephanie looked worried. "You think they'd actually try something

like that? That would be horrible! I sure hope the Sailor Scouts are

prepared for such a dirty scheme."

    "Or that somebody thinks to tell them," put in Amelia.

    Stephanie nodded, then looked at her watch. "Oh my! I'm late for

band practice!"

    "Bingo," said Amelia as the dark-haired girl ran toward the school

building.



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Well... that's it. This chapter concludes my backlog of story chapters

to send to the list, unless anyone really wants to see the beginnings of

the Ranma stories that aren't going anywhere for the moment. From now

on, I'll be sending chapters whenever I can write them. Hopefully my

writing pace isn't too disappointingly slow (having seen how some people

react to authors who take a long time to turn out new chapters...). I

assure you that, while some stories may be temporarily pushed aside so

that I can work on the ideas that are moving along at the time, all of

my stories will be completed someday.

As for the next chapter of Paradox... it's proceeding well. If I haven't

finished it in a couple of weeks, I should hopefully have time over

Christmas break to work on it. You can always check my webpage for

recent story updates, past chapters, and stories that I haven't sent to

the FFML. And remember, I'm always interested in hearing what you think

of the stories!



- Nidoking



BURNS: What is this? Some kind of force field around these vegetables!

HOMER: That's the sneeze guard. You have to lean under it to get food or

sneeze on stuff.



JOHNNY BRAVO: *sigh* The only woman I ever really loved... and she's

gone. I wonder if I'll ever get over - Hey! Nuggets!



JACKIE CHAN: Oh, sorry. I broke your spy camera! (pause) SPY CAMERA?!



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