First off, a little Question and answer session.

    Q: Where's the new part of Rain?

    A: I haven't forgotten Rain, but the new chapter is coming slowly
along. I'm working out a few details about what's going to happen over
the last part of the story. When I get it all worked out, you'll see
the rest of it. [Not Writers block, I'm just plotting it out
carefully.]

    Q: Why are you working on this then?

    A: Cause I feel like it. Leeme alone.

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    Insertion

    Part 16

    Big Business

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    Ranma Saotome sat in front of two elderly men. They were inside a
large office on the top floor of a skyscraper in Tokyo. He had a
briefcase resting in his lap, and a smug looking grin on his face. One
had a long gray beard, and an intimidating appearance about him. The
other was twenty years younger and had a thick set of eyeglasses on,
both were dressed in business suits. The man with the beard was
sitting behind a large intimidating desk.

    "Where did you get this?" said the two men as they both peered
down at the large holographic image that was generated by a small
machine in front of them. Basically, a television from the silver
millenium, created by scientist from the planet thousands of years
before.

    "I confiscated it from some visitors from out of the country,"
replied Ranma calmly.

    "You stole it?" said the man with a frown on his face.

    "Now that is a secret," replied the boy with a small wag of his
finger.
"However, the original owners will not be looking for it anytime soon."

    One of the men looked uncomfortable with this and sat back in his
chair. "How do you know this?"

    "Because they have been dead for some time now," replied the boy
with a small shrug.

    "I suppose I could buy it from you," replied the other man with a
sour looking frown as he stroked at his beard calmly. "I'll give you
sixty million yen."

    Ranma snorted in disgust. "Right. I give you that for a drop in
the bucket? The patents involved with just the parts in that machine
alone will ensure your business for decades. If you release them
slowly, a piece at a time, you will quickly become the most powerful
force in the technology industry. I'm not a fool."

    The man with the glasses narrowed his eyes at the boy and frowned.
"You claim to have murdered the original owner of this, and now you
make demands? You should be so lucky I offered that much."

    "I said he was dead. I never claimed that I killed him," replied
the boy calmly. "How I got my hands on that is my business. I've got
several offers from your competitors already. If you don't meet my
demands, all of which were very nearly met by your competitors by the
way, I will leave."

    "And what are your demands?" snorted the old man bitterly.

    "Fifteen percent of your stock, and twenty billion yen," replied
Ranma coldly.

    "Are you insane?" snapped the bearded man as he jumped out of his
seat.

    "No? Oh, I suppose I'll just sell this to the man who offered me
ten percent, and nineteen billion yen. I hope your company can survive
against someone who's putting out that kind of technology..."

    The old man stared down at the device hatefully. It was no bigger
than a CD player, the image looked real enough to touch, and the disks
it played were no larger than a quarter. They were capable of holding
information thousands of times greater than a DVD disk according to the
boy. 
Those two patents alone could do more than make up the loss in capital in
just
one year. The power supply was unlike anything he had seen before
either. It looked a bit like a fuse, but held a brightly glowing light
inside

    "I don't believe this..." he muttered under his breath.

    "I'm not interested in taking over your company. I'll liquidate
the stocks once I'm satisfied with the gains this technology will make
over the next few years. I've got plans of my own, and can't be
bothered with marketing this myself," said Ranma with a cold smile on
his face. "So, I'm selling it to the highest bidder."

    The old man chuckled to himself, nodding his head. "I like you.
I'll match the other offer, plus tack on two percent to the stock.
You've got a bright future ahead of you young man. I'd offer you a
job, but you're to wealthy for that now."

    "That's nice to know, but I'm not an idiot," said Ranma coolly.
"Have your secretary send in the man who accompanied me."

    The old man arched his brow at this and pressed a button on his
desk. "Midori, send in the other gentleman please."

    After a few moments Jadeite walked into the room. "You summoned
me?" he commented with a slight smirk on his face.

    "I'm still a minor, you'd have refused the stock options and
probably the money as well. You'd have sited that the contract was
invalid," said the boy with a small shrug.

    "Everything will go in this man's name, just to ensure that you
don't try and refuse payment later on," said Ranma with a small
chuckle.

    "The paperwork may take some time, a few days..." started the old
man.

    "You have one hour. I think I'll wait here," said the boy calmly
as he crossed his arms. "Don't treat me like I'm some green moron, old
man."

    The younger man turned completely red in anger and clenched his
fists. "How dare you?!"

    "Calm down," said the old man calmly. "This is too much for us to
pass up. It's obvious that this technology isn't from this planet.
There's too much for it to be some secret project from a competitor,
or even something he stole from the military."

    "You're smarter than you look old man," said Ranma calmly as he
smiled at him.

    Jadeite narrowed his eyes at them for a moment.

    "Yes, and you are a fool. You realize that this room is always
under surveillance? I have this entire conversation recorded in
countless ways. More than enough to convict you of espionage,
blackmail, and numerous other small crimes, possibly including
murder." The old man gave them a passing smirk. "I think sixty million
is a nice sum, don't you agree?" The old man looked up to his lackey,
who was now grinning back at him.

    "Fool," snorted Ranma calmly. "You don't think that's the only
thing I confiscated do you?"

    "I don't see how that can help you," said the old man coldly.

    "I think it can, Jadeite," said Ranma coolly.

    The former youma general pulled a sleek looking weapon from his
coat. It looked like a handgun from some old sci-fi movie.

    Both men froze where they stood.

    "I wouldn't hit the panic alarm hidden under your desk either,"
said Ranma. He pointed at the silver tie pin on his clothes. "That
weapon is a rather nasty way to die. It vaporizes your entire body
rather slowly. It leaves no bodies behind, and no projectile. Show him
Jadeite."

    The man merely nodded, and shot the computer that was sitting on
the man's desk. A small ball of energy flashed from the weapon's
barrel, and began to burn its way slowly across the plastic. Slowly,
the computer vanished away, leaving only a few wisps of smoke behind.

    The old man gasped in shock and horror.

    "This tie pin, is a cloaking device. It prevents my voice from
being recorded, and my picture from being taken clearly. I'm nothing
but a bunch of white noise, and some weird looking blobs of black on
any surveillance you might have."

    "This is..." stammered the younger man as he moved between Jadeite
and his boss.

    "Calm down. I'm not threatening you. If you want us to leave, we
will, but we're taking that with us. You just need to understand where
you stand in respect to threatening me. You see, I can kill you
without leaving a shred of evidence behind. I'm not interested in
that, what I want is a business deal. If you aren't willing, I'll go
somewhere else."

    The old man looked at his companion and sighed. "Stand down. I
shall...comply."

    Ranma smiled cheerfully. "Good! I'm glad to hear that! Shall we
start the paperwork?"

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    "Are you sure that was necessary?" grumbled Jadeite irritably.

    "Calm down, it's not like we haven't done it six times today,"
replied Ranma. "None of the other companies even remember that we
were ever there."

    "Fine, but still. Why my name?"

    "Simple, we're going to divide the money and stocks up between the
four of you," replied Ranma with a shrug as they walked down the
street. "I want you in charge of the stocks though."

    "What about you?" said the man with a small frown.

    "I'm going to wait until I'm old enough to own property. This
money isn't just to live comfortably you know. We're going to need a
base of operations for one. Transportation would be nice too."

    "Company cars?" muttered Jadeite.

    "Right," said the boy calmly in reply.

    "So? We don't have to worry about money then," said Jadeite with a
small nod.

    "Right, that was the point. Now we don't have to worry about
finding jobs, we can build a client base and work only choice jobs.
It'll make us look elite, we'll overcharge and pick our work. That'll
free us up for other things, like our real mission."

    "Why bother with the security thing at all then?" said Jadeite in
confusion.

    "Mostly too keep the Tendos and Genma from getting suspicious.
We've got access to a lot of money. I'm still a minor, so having a
bank account of my own is dangerous with that fat leech around. That's
why I need you for this. The four of us are going to have a joint
account."

    "Right, I get it," said Jadeite calmly.

    "The business is also a cover for the government," said Ranma with
a smirk on his face. "We're going to pay taxes, get the licenses
required, and everything else. We're even going to hire a few men to
take care of jobs while we're doing the real work."

    "How can I have a bank account? I don't exist," said Jadeite with
a small frown.

    "Nephrite already took care of that, he should have everything you
need for identification ready by now. All that stuff is computerized
now, and with the mercury computers..."

    "Right, too easy I suppose," snorted the man.

    "You've got it," said Ranma cheerfully.

    "So, where's this base?" asked Jadeite.

    "There," said Ranma as he pointed at a skyscraper nearby. "We're
going to rent out one floor. You guys are going to need housing too,
that hotel isn't cutting it."

    "Tell me about it," muttered Jadeite irritably.

    "We can afford something a little better than normal folks," said
Ranma cheerfully.

    "You too?" asked Jadeite.

    "No. I think I'll stay where I'm at until I finish school," said
Ranma with a small smirk.

    "We're going to set up the teleporter then?" said Jadeite
cheerfully.

    "Yup," said Ranma as he nodded in reply. "Come on, I'm hungry."

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    Hikaru Gosunkugi sat in his room, staring at the wooden mask. It
rested in his palm as he sat on his bed and simply looked into the
eyes. "I don't know why I even kept this thing. It just makes me
remember those guys." He snorted and tossed it onto the sheets as he
laid back and spread out his body over the mattress.

    "If only one of these spells would work," he grumbled as he looked
over at the rows and rows of books that sat inside a small bookcase.
All of them were useless, even the ones he recently acquired about
voodoo. "Then I'd show em. I bet even Akane would notice me."

    He frowned and rolled onto his side, staring at the wall
hatefully. "This stinks."

    That was when something caught his eye. The mask was now face down
on his sheets, and a strange shimmering could be seen on the inside.
He lifted it up in his hands and frowned as he looked at it.

    "What is this? What's this thing made of?" He pulled it closer, to
get a closer look at the strangely shining interior of the mask.

    That was when it reached out and grabbed his face. He screamed and
pulled at it desperately, but it clung on, moving onto his head more
firmly. Flailing about desperately he fell off of his bed and rolled
across the floor. His screams died down as he ripped it away and
tossed it across the room. He sat on the floor, staring at it in
horror. "What the hell?"

    "Hikaru! Hikaru dear? Are you all right?" said his mother's voice
from outside the door. She knocked quietly and tried the knob,
naturally it was locked.

    "I'm fine! Just a bad dream!" he called.

    "Are you sure?" said his mother in a worried tone.

    "Yeah, it's over now," he muttered more to himself than her.

    "Okay. If you're sure," she said as she turned away and left him.

    "What is that thing?" muttered the boy as he stood up and
scrambled over to the other side of the bed, staring at it in horror.
He stayed that way for a long time. Finally he mustered up enough
courage to throw a shirt over the top of it. He then lifted it into
his arms and tossed it into his closet, slamming the door shut. He
leaned against it panting for breath for another long moment. "You can
stay in there for a while, until I figure out how to get rid of you."

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    Hotaru smiled up at her sensei as she fought with him in the back
yard. Naturally, he was going easy on her, but she still put up a good
fight despite the difference in size and power. It was nothing more
than light sparring to him, but a full blown workout for the little
girl.

    Ranma smirked as he tossed a few new things at her in the mix of
blows. She countered them without missing a beat and he jumped away.
"Very good."

    "Thank you Saotome-sensei," said the girl with a polite bow.

    He walked up to her and she jumped into the attack again, her face
growing ice cold. "Haaaa!"

    "What the?" muttered Ranma as he backed away from the assault. "I
didn't teach her this!"

    "You bastard!" she said coldly. "What do you think you're doing
here?"

    "Hotaru?" muttered the boy dumbly.

    Ranma countered a quick strike to his groin and jumped away with
his eyes growing wide in surprise. "No! Saturn! What's she doing up?"

    Carrot and Dan both voiced surprise at this. Ranma pushed them
away and jumped down into the yard. "Saturn."

    "Genaku," she replied with her cold smile growing a bit larger.

    "Well, it has been a while," said the boy with a small nod.

    "Of course it has, we've been dead for a while," retorted the girl
calmly.

    "So, you're waking up are you? You shouldn't just yet," said Ranma
with a smirk on his face. "Beryl isn't even dead yet."

    "You've been hanging around the senshi of Pluto too much," she
replied curtly.

    Ranma chuckled at this and shook his head. "Well, I suppose I
have. Not much choice in the matter actually."

    "I'm not fully merged with this girl yet," said Saturn with a
small frown. "I shouldn't be talking to you, according to her anyway."

    "Well, we both know what I think of her predictions," said Ranma
with another chuckle. "So, how've you been?"

    "This world is pleasant enough," replied the girl with a small
shrug. "How is my favorite Uncle doing?"

    "Oh? I'm your favorite? I always thought you liked Jadeite. He was
the one who took care of you when you were on Earth. Reading you
stories, putting you to bed, keeping you out of the older senshi's
hair..."

    "True, but the only time I had any real fun was when I was with
you," said the girl with her cold smile growing a bit more.

    "Aye, I remember that," said Ranma with a cold glare of his own.
"Good times those were."

    "You taught me the value of a good fight, and how to enjoy the
looks on our enemy's faces when we ate their comrade's hearts."

    "Well, 'twas only that one time..." muttered Ranma with a slight
blush. "Serenity gave me a right nasty tongue lashing for that
episode..."

    "Not that it stopped you," said the little girl with a small
chuckle. She paused and stared at him for a moment. "We have eaves
droppers?"

    "Aye, three of the bastards. Livin inside me head they are. Can't
figure out how the bloody hell they got in. Oh well, they're bright
lads. One after me own heart, one too smart for me own good, and the
other..."

    "The other?" asked Saturn with her eyebrow arched slightly.

    "I'd just as soon be rid o him," snorted the man calmly.

    "Hey, you ain't the only one not happy with this arrangement you
know," said Ranma to himself.

    "Well, you seem to be quite the little community," said Hotaru
calmly as she turned around for a moment.

    "Just think of us as his annoying room mates," said Ranma with an
unusual smirk on his face.

    "Do you have any idea who I am boy?" said Saturn as she turned to
glare at him.

    "Yeah. Senshi of Saturn, bringer of silence and all that. Big
whoop," said Ranma as he raised his hands into the air in a sarcastic
gesture.

    "I could destroy you with a thought," she snarled.

    "Not without killing your old friend too," commented the boy as
his face changed into a hard frown. "I doubt if you'll destroy an
entire planet just to kill me. You'll find hitting us with anything
less more difficult than you think."

    "Heh, no fear at all," said Saturn as her face suddenly became a
bright smile. "I like this one, or is it two of you?"

    "Pissant hasn't said much," said Ranma casually. "This is an
interesting development though. Planning on joining your girlfriends?"

    "Hardly. Those twits are letting Pluto lead them around as if she
had a leash on them. I won't be a part of that, I am beyond her scope
of influence."

    "That's good to hear. I'd offer to let you work with us, but daddy
wouldn't like that much," said Ranma with a smirk forming on his face.
"Maybe later, but for now. I think you should go back to playing
little girl."

    "I'm not playing. The girl Hotaru, has not realized that I exist
yet. Think of me as a split personality of sorts. I'm the memory
stored away in the back of her mind. I don't know what woke me up, but
I shouldn't be like this. I should have gradually merged with her over
time, never realizing my own consciousness."

    "I can think of a few reasons, and they're all my fault," said
Ranma with a small nod.

    "Oh?" said the girl with a slightly questioning frown.

    "Contact with that chi ball could have done it, or even just the
training itself. You using your powers before Mistress Nine tried to
take over your body could have done it as well."

    "Using my powers?" said the girl as she arched her eyebrow yet
again.

    "Yeah. Three boys found dead on your route to school about two
days ago. Broken hand, dislocated finger, and a knife wound to the
leg. None of the wounds were fatal, but they died somehow anyway. I
believe their hearts exploded."

    "I though it best that the child didn't know about that," said
Saturn with a small nod.

    "Good idea," said Ranma with a smirk on his face. "Taking them out
was a good idea too, they probably would have tried again for revenge.
They seemed like the type."

    "I thought it was best to eliminate them, just in case. I couldn't
be sure if I could have surfaced again. It was better not to risk it,"
agreed the girl with a small nod.

    "I agree, but I doubt if you're just going to go away," said Ranma
with a smirk on his face. "Be more careful in the future. We don't
want to attract a lot of attention."

    Hotaru just smiled at him and nodded. Deep down she knew that she
was just posing at the moment, and she hated that. It had taken all of
her power just to eliminate those boys. Using her other powers at the
moment was out of the question, she had to bide her time and wait.

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    "Well, that was interesting," commented Carrot sourly as they went
back to the dojo.

    "How did she know we were in here? None of the other senshi
noticed," said Dan irritably.

    "I'm not sure," said Ranma. "I think it's because she knew us the
best. Out of all the Senshi, I used to hang around her the most."

    "Eew. I can't believe it, you're a..." said Carrot in disgust.

    "That isn't very nice," agreed Pissant.

    "Shut up!" cried Ranma as he punched them in the face. "It wasn't
like that at all you jerks!"

    "Calm down, Carrot was joking, and Pissant is an idiot," said Dan.
"Still, they are right. This could be a problem, or it could work out.
Too early to tell yet."

    "Come on, let's go pick up the guys," said Carrot. "We need to
start setting things up tonight."

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    "Not bad," said Jadeite as he looked around the empty office. He
was pushing a large overloaded handcart into the room and shoved it
aside as he strolled through the area. It was on the top floor of one
of the smaller skyscrapers in Tokyo. There was nothing on the entire
floor other than them. "So, this is the new place?"

    "Right," said Ranma with a short nod as he walked in behind him
with a cart of his own. "We need to start setting up."

    "We'll get the teleporter running at least," agreed Nephrite as he
pushed a cart full of equipment into the room. Kunzite and Zocite
followed doing the same thing.

    "Well, I've seen worse," commented Zocite with a small frown.

    "We aren't royalty any more you know. We have to take care of
things like this ourselves," said Kunzite as he frowned at the man in
reply.

    "I suppose you're right," said Zocite with a small nod.

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    About an hour and a half later, the carts were unloaded. Most of
the equipment was spread out along the floor now, and a few things
were set up already. One of which was a circular pad on the floor in
one of the back offices. It had a small machine hooked up to it on top
of a short pedestal.

    "So, this is the teleporter?" said Ranma as he glanced at it for a
moment. "I remember it being...bigger..."

    "The ones used on starships are a bit more yes," confirmed
Jadeite. "This one is for short range use. Why do you think we weren't
using it to transport ourselves here?"

    "Okay, so? What's the range?" said Ranma as he turned to look at
the man for a moment.

    "It'll take you anywhere in Japan, but that's about it," replied
Jadeite with a small shrug.

    Ranma was about to respond when Nephrite burst into the room.
"We've got something on the scanners."

    Jadeite and Ranma rushed out of the room and looked at the
holographic display from the back of one of the mercury computers. It
was a map of the city, and a flashing red dot was easily visible in
one of the streets.

    "Youma?" asked Ranma carefully.

    "Yup," said Nephrite as he began to work at the keys for a moment.

    "Should we go?" asked Zocite with a smirk on his face.

    "Of course," said Kunzite as he smiled darkly. "We can't let those
senshi get there before us."

    Ranma put on his shades and started towards the transporter room.
"Let's go then." He paused in front of it and pulled the glasses off
of his face. "I always wondered how no one ever recognized those
Senshi," he commented as he pushed a small button on the inside of the
frames.

    "What? Did you think it was magic?" asked Zocite with a small
snort of amusement.

    "I suppose not," commented the boy as he stepped onto the pad.

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    "Um, now what?" said Usagi as she hid behind a dumpster with Rei
and Makoto.

    "We've got to get rid of that thing!" muttered Makoto angrily as
she peered around the corner for a moment.

    The thing was currently holding a car over its head and tearing it
in half with its claws. It was an insect like creature, looking rather
like a gigantic humanoid cricket.

    "I hate bugs," muttered Rei angrily.

    "Where are the others?" said Usagi fearfully.

    "Over there, we need to come up with a plan," said Makoto.

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    "Great," grumbled Tsuki irritably as she watched the thing
demolish a car. "Now what?"

    "You're the one who's supposed to know all this stuff!" snapped
Minako.

    "Hey! I was just a temporary stand in!" retorted the girl as she
grabbed her face and pulled on her cheeks.

    "Calm down! We need to think of a way to get rid of that thing!"
said Ami firmly.

    "Why don't we just go out there and pound it?" said Tsuki as she
made a punching motion with her arm.

    "Are you nuts? That thing is tearing cars in half out there!"
snapped Minako. "'Tis better to fight and stay, to live to fight
another day!"

    "What the hell are you talking about?" said Tsuki as she put the
girl in a headlock. "Can't you say anything that makes sense damn
it!?"

    "Stop it right now!" snapped Ami. "We have to work together, I'm
going to call the others!"

    "Yeah, you do that...who the hell are those guys?" said Tsuki as
she dropped Minako and focused her attention on the street.

    Ami and Minako both blinked and looked out into the street. Five
men in black suits were standing in front of the monster calmly. "What
the?"

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    "I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to step away from the
vehicle, sir." Ranma was looking up at the thing as it lifted a car
over its head and began to rip it in half.

    It paused and looked at him for a moment, turning its head
slightly in confusion.

    "What the hell is it doing?" muttered Nephrite as he glanced down
the street and saw the rows of broken cars.

    The bug creature ignored them and went back to its task. It lifted
the car over its head completely, and began to drink the gasoline from
the remains of the tank.

    Ranma frowned and reached into his coat, pulling out a sleek
looking silver handgun. Without a single word, he blasted the car from
its grip with a single shot. The car was nothing more than a ball of
twisted metal and flame when it came back down to the ground again.

    The creature roared angrily at him and stared the five of them
down for a moment.

    "Sir, I'm afraid that you're over the legal limit. You're gonna
have to come with us now," said the boy firmly.

    The creature charged forward, causing all five of the men to move
back defensively. Without a single word Ranma simply leveled his
weapon and waited.

    "What the hell are you doing?" said Nephrite in shock.

    "Waiting until it open's its big mouth," replied Ranma coldly.

    The creature lowered its head and roared. The boy fired a single
shot into its jaws as it did so.

    A massive ball of flames rose into the air as the thing exploded.
Fire rained out of the sky for almost two blocks as the burning gas
fell to the ground.

    Ranma merely stood calmly and dusted off his lapel for a moment,
cleaning off a tiny bit of the remains that had landed there. He was
relatively clean for the most part though. "That was easy enough."

    "Who the hell are you?" cried a feminine voice from behind them.

    Ranma raised his eyebrow and turned slowly around to see the six
girls standing behind him in a row. The generals moved up beside him,
all of them ready for a fight. "Hello ladies."

    Usagi stepped back in horror. "You!"

    Ranma chuckled and took off his glasses. "I see we meet again, how
have you been."

    "You bastard!" screamed Tsuki angrily from behind the blonde.
"I'll see you destroyed for what you did!"

    "Well, I certainly remember that one," said Jadeite with a small
frown as he glared at the violet haired senshi.

    "Indeed," agreed Nephrite coolly.

    Recognition began to hit the other senshi as they realized who the
pair was.

    "Hey, it's..." muttered Minako.

    "Those guys!" growled Makoto as she stepped back.

    "You five can't even handle me alone. What on earth makes you
think you could fight the five of us?" said Ranma coldly.

    "Because they believe in themselves!" said a new voice from
overhead. "You can do it Sailor Moon!"

    Ranma frowned and blasted the rose in mid air before it stuck in
the ground. "Will you shut up?"

    Tuxedo Mask growled and landed in front of the girls. "Villain!
I'll..."

    "You'll what?" said Ranma as he pointed his weapon at the man.

    Tuxedo Mask froze.

    "It seems he's got a little memory about what that is," said
Nephrite with a small chuckle.

    Ranma snorted and fired a shot into Mercury's chest. She screamed
in shock and fell flat on her back. "Relax, these weapons can't hurt
the senshi. Why do you think we never used them before now?" He put it
back in its holster inside his jacket.

    Mercury got up, looking a little shaken, but unharmed.

    "Monster!" snarled Venus as she helped her friend stand.

    "You still want to fight?" said Ranma as he narrowed his eyes at
the girls.

    "As a warrior of justice, I Sailor Moon, cannot allow this to
continue! We shall defeat you!" said Usagi as she steeled herself and
her companions.

    "Shit," grumbled Nephrite.

    "Relax, I've taken them on single handedly before," said Ranma
with a small chuckle as his aura began to glow. "The five of us should
have no trouble at all."

    "Endimyon," said Zocite as he stared at Tuxedo Mask for a moment.
"You still owe me five hundred credits!"

    "I what?" said the man dumbly in reply.

    "Let's just get this over with," grumbled Jadeite irritably.

    "You said it," agreed Kunzite.

+++++++++++

    TBC...

    Sorry, mostly set up stuff this time. Next time, jokes return full
force. Hikaru deals with the Mask, Ranma and his friends deal with the
Senshi, Akane deals with her Sister, and Ryoga...is still lost.

C&C to Carrotglace@juno.com

Previous parts can be found at Http://www.fanfiction.net and R&C Books
International Fanfic Company at Http://www.rcbooks.org

Ja!
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