Ai no senshi Wild Honey
A Ranma � fanfict by Tangent
A strange kinda fusion come up with by Metroanime
Additional scenes by Metroanime (on occasion)
Pre-reading and editing assistance by:
Metroanime;
Lord Talon;
Howard Melton:
Nevrmore;
And some guy named Steve

DISCLAIMER: 'Ranma �' and all characters therein
belong to Rumiko Takahashi, Shogagukan, Kitty, and 
Viz Video. 'Sailor Moon' and all characters therein belong 
to Naoko Takeuchi and Toei Animation Co. Ltd. Cutey 
Honey Flash and all characters therein belong to Go Nagai. 
This fanfict has been produced for my own enjoyment and 
to pass on without profit. Other characters that come into 
play in this fanfict may or may not be pulled from other 
sources (including other fanficts, RPGs, manga, anime, 
literature, or possibly even *GASP* American comic books!).

CHAPTER ONE:

An angel and a cat were sitting in a bar. Well, the angel, 
thus far heaven's only 'sex-angel', was actually a silver 
dragon, and was "slumming" because he didn't have 
anywhere else to go. The cat wasn't a cat. But you 
knew that.

"Damn newbe einherjar," said the angel, adjusting his 
icepack. "I ain't no 'hellspawn' and why do they gotta 
be so violent?"

"Well, dragons aren't that common in some realities, 
and in a few of them where they are available, the 
general population only encounters the evil varieties. 
You DO look formidable, you know. And I don't think 
that it helped any when Erris posed as a valkyrie and 
ordered the newbies to smite you..."

"Damn Erris," agreed the sex-angel, swigging deeply 
of his drink.

"Shouldn't you go easier on that stuff? You've had, what, 
three so far?" The cat shook his head. 

"Nah. I don't have a lactose intolerance any more. Ed! 
Another Coney Island Special." Grey considered how 
only this disreputable section of Asgard could have a 
soda jerk who was a dark elf named Ed.

Ed walked up and regarded the sex-angel with amber 
eyes. "I agree with Coyote here. You've had enough, 
sugar."

Grey grumbled but couldn't bring himself to yell at her. 
Edema had troubles too. 

"What YOU need is to get your mind off your troubles!" 
Toltiir proclaimed in the manner which caused more 
prudent beings to seek shelter. "Behold!"

The mirrors behind the bar fogged up.

"You better clean up when you're done, kitty cat." Ed 
glared at the Trickster. 

"Please, my dear Edema. I'm not certain other 
mischievous spirits. Observe these three scenes from 
different dimensions, remarkably similar, though at 
different times and locations in their respective worlds."

Sex-angel and dark elf observed.

A blackhaired boy who looked very familiar, sitting in a 
bar with tear tracks running down his face.

"Ranma Saotome," said the deity of mischief. "The 
darkest day of his life. The divorce has just been finalized 
and he is Alone. And likely will be for life and he knows it. 
The tender moments between he and Akane grew further 
and further apart at the end, till they stopped entirely."

"Heavy," agreed the dark elf. "Is that Irish looking guy 
he's talking with one of your avatars?"

"Merely a shadow projected into his presence. Ranma 
is talking about all the mistakes he made, and how he 
somehow turned into his own father. Not bad in the Art, 
but not adept at Life. Or this moment over here."

Another mirror cleared, revealing a woman in a scene 
out of a holocaust. A bombed out building, and the 
red-haired girl cradled a young man's body to her and 
silently wailed her grief to the Heavens. "The young 
man is named Chokkei Danbei, and he has just been 
killed by an agent of a Darkness known as Panther Zora. 
The woman is actually a superbly crafted, well, android 
is the common belief. Her name is Honey Kisaragi."

The third section of mirror cleared, revealing a middle 
aged blonde woman, who watches the couples passing 
her by in the mall, sipping on something clearly alcoholic. 
A faint trail of wetness can be seen on her cheek.

"And here we have Minako Aino, who went from being 
the lone champion of justice, to a starring team-member, 
to someone who was relegated to the second string, and 
finally to a soldier in peacetime. And one unappreciated 
for the most part. Even her cat left her, to go start a family 
with the cat of a certain princess. She is now more alone 
than she's ever been in her life."

"Geez, that's all pretty dark. No offense, Ed." The dark 
elf shrugged while the sex-angel paused. "Ain't your 
style at all, you usually TRY for happy endings, Puck." 

Toltiir looked a little annoyed at the use of an old name 
of his, but let it pass. "Yes it is. Now hold on while I 
turn up the sound."

"I...just wish..." Ranma sighed, a melancholy ache in 
his heart. 

"...that somehow, someway..." Honey told the still form 
in her arms.

"...I could do it all over again," said Minako with a sniffle.

"...and make things come out better this time!" Ranma 
finished.

"That I could have made more of a difference," added 
Honey as her own wounds began shutting her down.

"That I'd been better at all that stuff," Minako added with 
a vague gesture.

"...that I could've had someone who actually loved me. 
Not a dojo pledge, not a dowry stealing, not any of this 
stupid Law of Strength," grumbled Ranma.

The sound of Ed's blender suddenly switching on nearly 
caused the sex-angel to fall out of his seat. Ed was 
clutching her chest and glaring at the cat on the counter.

The cat was grinning again and turned a mad expression 
towards the two others. "It's showtime!"

* * *

Genma knocked his son towards the spring. The boy 
impacted the water. 

Then a series of bolts of lightning interrupted the Guide 
talking about Nyannichuan. Each of the bolts struck the 
same spring directly.

A moment later, a red-haired girl floated to the surface 
of the spring.

* * *

Panther Zora cursed as she felt access to the world that 
she was about to conquer become shorn, and then cut 
off completely. Either the world had ended, or that damn 
android had managed to somehow set up a sealing ward 
in her grief over the boy's death.

Oh well, not that it mattered too much, as she had gained 
access to a whole new world when the link to the other 
one was severed. One without that accursed...

DAMN IT ALL!

She felt it! The android had arrived here too, far to the 
west and just a bit north of the dimensionally weak zone 
that permitted Panther Zora access to this new world! 
Now, on top of having to do all the work of corrupting the 
world to the point where she could freely enter it all over 
again, she had to deal with the continued interference 
from Cutey Honey!

But wait...

A source of power was near where the android had 
entered this world. Well, two really, but the one Panther 
Zora was interested in was young, immature, and 
corruptible. It would be a strain to empower and corrupt 
him from this distance from the weak zone, and it would 
deplete the reserves that she had built up, but it would be 
worth the set back to get rid of the android. And best to 
do it now, while she still had an idea where her adversary 
was, before Cutey Honey got a chance to move too far.

A burst of evil magic was sent forth, and the ghostly form 
of Panther Zora was on her way...

* * *

The Gate Of Time. A mysterious old fashioned set of 
doors in a place of mists. Silent except for the mutterings 
of the currents of time. Located in a transtemporal phase 
pocket, where time and space are subject to other laws. 
A place of quiet solemnity.

"#%*#$^%!"

In space, no one can hear you swear like a Sailor.

Setsuna Meiou stared at the time currents and rubbed 
her head. Fortunately there was no one to hear her. Her 
reputation as calm and cold was intact.

"What's wrong?"

"Temporal Crossrip. No, it's too big for that. Looks like 
a set of parallel dimensions merging. Everything's in 
chaos. I've lost contact with Crystal Tokyo." Sailor Pluto 
was really rattled by what she was seeing, and so 
answered without really paying attention to the concept 
that someone had asked her a question. When it caught 
up with her she reacted as a trained warrior, rolling to the 
side and bringing her timestaff up, ready to unleash a 
"Dead Scream" at the originator of the voice. No one 
was allowed here!

A glimpse of a figure in the mists. Someone who could 
*not* be there.

"You... You died," Sailor Pluto had gone from bold and 
confident guardian of time to trembling young woman. 
"You died before Serenity could gather your life force to 
be reincarnated in the future. You can't be here."

"And I'm not. Not yet, anyway. Remember, Pluto-chan. 
The future is not always fixed, and time is also 
possibilities..."

The voice and image trailed off even as Sailor Pluto 
launched herself across the intervening distance, 
grabbing for the form that no longer was there.

After she'd finished shaking, Pluto began to examine 
the timeline in further detail. She was aware of 
crosstemporal mergers. They happened all the time, 
with little or no ripples to disturb the timestream. If the 
differences between dimensions "spun down" to zero, 
then dimensions merged. Occasionally radically 
different timestreams merged, producing waves and 
ripples aplenty. Such as just had happened.

In 1,100 years, Crystal Tokyo would form and be the 
salvation of mankind. In 24,300 years, Crystal Tokyo 
would lie lifeless. What happened in between was 
subject to ripples and eddies. With these sort of 
crosscurrents, she could not see the future or contact 
her future self.

What she had just seen indicated to her that there was 
hope for the future. So now her concern was for the 
present, to see exactly what had occurred and what 
she needed to do.

* * *

Evil was not, by its nature, restrained to be slow.

Panther Zora was lower on power than she liked, but 
this was a human world. It being a human world meant 
that there was pain, hatred, depression, and evil. Her 
meat and drink. As long as others deliberately hurt 
others, as long as there was murder and greed and the 
darker side of human nature would slip free its leash, 
she could feed and grow stronger.

The lack of a physical body was concerning. She would 
eventually find a host, some woman whose heart had 
darkness sufficient that their soul was hers for the 
harvesting, and then she would live again. This ghostlike 
essence was weaker than she'd like, and couldn't affect 
the world around her quite as satisfyingly as when she
 wore a physical form, but it had the advantages of 
speed and being able to pass through physical barriers 
with relative ease.

So she could focus entirely on speed and tracking down 
this powerful being, her quest for the android's destruction, 
and not worry about being detected.

She could slip through radar nets, defense networks, 
and mountain walls with equal ease. Only mystical 
senses, of which there were blessedly few, could detect 
her passage. Here she could corrupt this immature 
source of power, influencing it and bringing it to full fruit.

It was a pity that he wasn't female, as possessing this 
nonhuman would have been even better.

* * *

In Panther Zora's original timeline, psychic sensitivity 
and mystical talent were rare. The ability to sense chi 
or ki was also quite rare if not nonexistent.

However, in a world where subjects from an ancient 
magical kingdom had been reincarnated, those with a 
glimmer of magical talent were around. In a world where 
martial artists could harness their chi, there were those 
sensitive to their environment.

So it was that all the way from the tenth district of Tokyo 
to the Bayankala Mountain Range in China, Panther 
Zora's presence was not nearly as undetected as she 
had thought.

A young woman in a hilltop shrine broke off her 
meditations and rushed outside to focus her eyes on 
what to her was a clearly visible streak of malevolence 
heading far to the West.

In a coastal city, a young woman who had set up a 
portable grill to sell Japanese delicacies to sararimen 
looked up as she felt an uncomfortable presence pass 
overhead. Shuddering, she turned her attention back to 
the task at hand. She was too busy to investigate now, 
but it *might* be a lead on her Quest of Vengeance.

Ryoga Hibiki stopped walking through the underbrush in 
China and looked up, and while his eyes couldn't see a 
darn thing, he *felt* a presence that was as beyond 
Ranma's evil as a housefire was beyond a guttering 
candle. There was no need to check for direction in this 
case, he felt that presence like a beacon. Ryoga thought 
for a few moments: it was an unwelcome interruption
from his own Quest for Vengeance, but he needed to 
investigate this. Duty of martial artists, after all. And so 
Ryoga turned away from Jusenkyo, not realizing how 
close he was to finding Ranma Saotome after all.

A dried up mummy (bonk!) Elder of the Nichieju looked 
up from her knitting as she felt the Presence pass 
nearby. Like a flock of birds that sensed the presence 
of a predator, the sounds of the village muted. No doubt 
the other Elders quieting those less sensitive. By the 
time the other Elders had arrived, Cologne had already 
decided who would go to investigate while the rest of the 
Village prepared to either fight (if possible) or flee (if not) 
whatever had descended on a nearby mountain.

And in a place called Jusenkyo, a young girl's eyes 
snapped open and she shrugged off restraining hands. 
"Panther Zora. I will not let you win!"

END CHAPTER ONE

OMAKI THEATER PRESENTS: Title Theme Song 
(part one)

(A blushing and nervous Wild Honey walks up to the 
microphone)

She's the sort of girl who is always in fashion,
And her behind is the cutest we know of!

("I can't believe you guys are making me sing this!")

Please look my way, Honey...
On account of, on account of just because...

(A photo and video montage begins to show on a 
series of screens behind Wild Honey. Most show her 
in various guises, with a few 'candid' shots thrown in)

Oh pretty please, oh pretty please...
Please don't hurt my heart this way...

("I'll get you for this, Nabiki!)

The fast drumbeat of my heart
Tickles, tickles, ticks deep inside!

("Where did THAT photo come from!?)

Oh no don't... no, don't...
Give me that look in your eye...

("I don't remember running around in a towel! And who's 
the kid, anyway?")

Honey Splash!

(The montage of scenes refocuses on Ranma in both 
male and female forms for a short while during the break 
in the lyrics. Most of them show Ranma in the familiar 
red and black Chinese outfit that he seems to favor, 
although 'Ranko' is also shown in some other ensembles 
and one surprise topless shot. "NABIKI!")

She's the sort of girl who is always in fashion,
And her breasts are the nicest ones we know of!

("Ack! That's almost as bad as the first part of the song!)

Please look my way, Honey...
On account of, on account of just because...

(The video and photo montage continues, this time 
focusing on Wild Honey in her standard painted on 
red and blue sleeveless bodysuit with the white gloves 
and boots)

Oh pretty please, oh pretty please...
Don't come close at all...

("I've been meaning to ask: why is there a diamond 
cutout exposing my cleavage?")

Pressure builds up in my brain,
Giggle, giggle, laughter comes out...

("I mean like, I'm really a guy, so why am I flaunting my 
breasts like this?")

Oh no don't... no, don't...
Give me that look in your eye...

("Oh no! Somebody PLEASE tell me that this scene 
was changed!")

Honey Splash!

(Dual scenes of Ranma in both genders as he/she 
touched the odd mark near the juncture of his/her neck 
and shoulder and suddenly seemed to be surrounded by 
water that didn't touch anything else. For a moment, it 
seemed as if the clothing had washed away, then his/her 
form was obscured for another heartbeat. When the 
moment had passed, a busty redheaded woman twirled, 
clothing being formed out of the watery streams that 
swirled around her body, seeming to be painted right over 
her nakedness. Even though the water had somehow 
managed to obscure most of the naughty bits during the 
entire transformation sequence.)

I'm going to change!

("I WILL get you for this, Nabiki!")

END

Comments and *constructive* Criticism welcome.
Flames will be used to roast marshmallows!

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