And moving on:

ffml-bounce@anifics.com wrote:

[Author's note: Just need one more person to get back to me with part B.
Should be out within the next 8 days. Until then, enjoy.]

And boy, did I ever. :)

Glad to hear it.

Prologue

<snip Ryoga's part>

What can I say? Canon Ranma characters that act like canon Ranma

characters albeit having purple pants (to which, I say... was it really
necessary? The black pants with the straps should suit him fine enough as
is, IMO... albeit not adding too the Hulk flavor....),

I'm a traditionalist. Hulk wears purple. :)

and original characters that stand-up on their own, with your trademark way

of making them well-rounded enough in a few paragraphs...  as well as how
you mesh up the character interaction... well, it's all good. ^^

Thanks. I try my best. Nice to know I succeed in some small degree.

Makes me almost regret not reading previous parts, despite seeing this in

a loooong time in the FFML. :(

Can always go to the ole webpages for a looksee. Only about 500K or so of
backstory to catch up on. And it presumably gets better as my skills
increased. :)

I don't own any of the any of the Marvel characters, or the folks from

Ranma

1/2 or any of the other various anime sources I refer to here.

BTW: The idea for the opening here was created in my mind long before the
events of Sept. 11. Just in case someone thought I wrote that part as

some

sort of reaction to it, this is not the case.

The thought occcured whilst reading it, yet after nearly missing the

disclaimer... (shrug) it's all good.

I figured it would, hence the disclaimer.Saved me from answering questions
about it.

was fairly certain Fekish could be talked into stripping in front of a
convention of nuns and singing "I'm a little teapot short and stout,"

with

only five minutes of prodding. That was one of the reasons Hasam had been
assigned to him: to keep him from doing anything stupid or giving away

any

secrets he knew about the movement.

Fekish's character would be a prime example of non-cardboard type original

character put up in the fray of a fic hanging only by name and a breif
description. Nice work.

Thanks. He is just a one shot, but I like humanizing at least some of the
one shots to some degree. Likewise it refocuses on 'The Mistress' who is
going to be a pain in the future Avengers backsides for some time, as well
as leading into the Power Man Whizzer ineraction.

Hasam grasped Fekish's cheek and pulled. "I think our skin's a touch on

the

dark side to try passing ourselves off as coming from an island in the
middle of the Atlantic Ocean that was settled by Europeans."

For some reason, even with how obvious it came (I saw it coming a mile

away), I find this scene quite hilarious.

Glad it worked. Most of the laughs will be here. Things will be much more
series in the later chapters of this.

The Colonel waved his hand dismissively. "Bah! It doesn't matter. The
Japanese think all gaijin look alike."

Since nearly all foreigners are reffered collectively as such, one

wouldn't pass off the idea too quickly.

It's the standard thought many people have regarding foreigners.

He carefully handed Fekish an
awful-looking briefcase decorated in yellow and pink pastels.

Gee, for a bio-chemical weapon, that sure is quite a color. Almost as

though they had a yellow and black striped canister labeled, "Warning:
Biochemical weapon" with them.

Heh. No. Something a bit more complex than that, but not much.

"DON'T TOUCH THEM!" The Colonel dove for cover. In the enclosed confines

of

the limo, that meant lunging headfirst into the floor.

Now that's a vote of confidence.

The Colonel is... a boob.

this festering pit of infidels and their unbelieving ways. I will

personally

see to it the woman is taught her place in the proper scheme of things

and

is brought low. Hahahaha!"

But of course, seeing how dumb the Colonel is, and knowing your penchant

for irony, the stupid, trusting infidel woman is actually...

Yes, you can see it coming. Not orginal humor by any means, but hopefully
the execition of it gets a laugh. Humor's hard to work in.

"Remarkable. We will come out of this situation with a tremendous profit

and

at virtually no risk. I stand in awe of your business savvy, Mistress."

"As well you should. As well you should."

.... a conniving, shrewd bitch, that's what.

Oui.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"Such a stupid woman, like all of her gender." The Colonel continued to

grin

at his perceived intelligence and wisdom.

Nitpick. Maybe the 'perceived' part can be taken off, since the reader

knows just how intelligent the Colonel is. But it's alright as is, given the
next sentence it has afterwards.

Hmm. You could be right. Will change.

Fekish waved his finger. "Ah, ah, ah. We're undercover."

Hasam's eyebrow twitched. "Excuse me, Bjork."

It stupid as it sounds... probably as stupid as it looks, too.

Well, it's the only genuine Iceland name I know. :)

"Oh, well, I guess that makes sense." He stopped moving back and forth.

That's the problem with the gullible, though henchmen are stupid by

definition. It doesn't help that the Col. is too.

True, though Hasam is obviously not a twit and is pretty much at the end of
his nerves.

Hasam watched his partner enter the restroom. The feeling of being

watched

grew exponentially. Had he been less loyal to a friend, and didn't like
Fekish as much as he did, he probably would have left the airport

outright.

The Colonel was lying. Oh, he might have been technically telling the

truth,

The Clintonian truth, at the very least.

Heh.

reason their leader could not have been here instead of himself. It was
times like this he seriously questioned his faith, or at least those
religious leaders that supposedly knew what it meant to be faithful.

Nice tension flower too.

Thanks.

"If it'll make you feel better, fine."

"Okay. No ombay, on the friebcasay."

Heh. It sounded so stupid that its funny.

I'm no good with Pig Latin, so I'm sure I screwed it up. :)

Fekish continued. "A bag of golf tees, toothpicks, bio-weapon kept in a
metal cylinder with status readout on the side, lint brush, argyle

soACK!"

Now here we have is a basic comdeic device known as obliviousness when

calling out items... stupid hench will call out items, to which a very
obviously important item would be listed off in the middle of the item rant,
intending comedy.

Not bad.

Like I said, I don't do original humor. I just do humor.

"Oh, that's easy. I dated a biochemist while we were here. She'd get a
little drink in her and then would go on and on about the different types

of

bio-weapons her company had her make. I paid attention to what she said
because women like it when you take their jobs seriously, respect their
opinions, and listen to what they have to say. I read that in 'Cosmo'."

Heh. The 'cosmo' thing had me chuckle... great punchline.

Thanks. Came to me on the spur of the moment.

The smaller man slapped his companion on the back. "See? I told you so.
Didn't I say he looks like a Bjork the instant he headed toward us?"

Col: See? I told you it was a Good Plan!

Quoting "Cold Water Date" by Robert Haynie,

"Not only great minds think alike."

True. Don't read GD myself, though.

"How are they going to recognize us if we're wearing trenchcoats over our
outfits?"

"Oh, that's easy. We'll... Umm, that is we can just... Actually we can...
Ohh. Look at those. Are those titties?"

When the blind leads the... what? Titties? Where?!

Heh. Cute.

"Do you think she's one of the people the boss hired?" the thin one

asked.

"Oh, that would be great. Maybe she would show us her titties if we asked
nicely."

I've heard this line in several movies in HBO. In fact, the set-up seems

all the same, really... big idiot and little idiot thinking a girl can show
her mammaries if you ask nicely.

Haven't seen much TV of late, so I'll take your word for it.

She grabbed one ear on each of them, then brought the ears together

rather

violently. Each man's respective head followed the path their ears had
taken. Their heads produced a similar thud. "Ow!" Both said as one,
enhancing the brothers' identical nature.

Kaori: Idiots in stereo.

Much the effect I'm going for.

"Think we should try that? I mean dressing like butch women."

"Couldn't hurt."

Heh. Nice... for once, the author ain't describing the character... and a

nice setup to it too. Not at all forced.

Thanks. More show than tell, here. I've been a bad boy about that of late,
doing the opposite frequently.

"You don't want us to set the guys off?" Kyo asked.

"That just doesn't sound right," Ryo grimaced.

ya got that right.

"I swear by all that is holy I will go with you two idiots to Hell and
torment you there even as you tormented me in this life."

Heh.

It seemed appropriate, given the situaiton.

The smaller man elbowed his companion in the ribs. "Hey, we ought to try
that with the boss."

"It would be pretty funny," the larger man agreed.

Hehehehe.

Right up until they get immolated, as someone else pointed out.

"Here." Feeling sympathetic to the twins' plight, the shorter man handed

Ryo

the briefcase.

Four of them. It's like a surround-sound system now. All we need is the

bass.

Heh. True. Hadn't thought of that.

The smaller man wore a costume that was dull yellow, only broken up by

blue

along his hands and upper arms, and on his boots. A large blue 'W' was in
the center of his chest. The only other odd feature were a tiny set of

white

wings on his mask, located around the ears.

He powers had to do something with speed, given Marvel logic.

Yep. Original Whizzer supposedly dervied from mongoose blood transfusion.
Later cleared up that the transfusion activated his latent mutant super
speed powers (Considerably less hokey). Second Whizzer was inspired by the
Elder of the Universe known as the Grandmaster to make a chemical that
bestowed super speed (if I recall correctly), but since the second one was a
parody of DC's Flash, it made sense.

The law enforcement personnel drew back. Kaori kept her gun leveled at

the

pair as she said, "Tell me these guys aren't super powered beings. We
seriously can't deal with SPB's."

Kaori: Super Powered Bozo's. Quaint.

Heh

The yellow garbed man dropped the last of them in a pile at his feet.

"It's

not nice to point your guns at the future rulers of the planet."

I knew it! It's always the smaller sidekick!

Nah. They serve someone smarter and more powerful.

"But it's appropriate. You've got power, and you're a man. So that makes

you

Power Man."

Sheesh... Power Man. They were that creative in the 60's... though I

couldn't say much for the '--ers/ors' names (namely, Gurgalator, Furbilator,
Compositor, and Metrometer).

He did go through a variety of later names. Smuggler. Goliath (the third
one) and his current one: Atlas.

Luke Cage: Hey! I ain't letting a no-good hack take away my good name

and... hm.

Actually they did have a fight over the name, which Cage won (around issue
23 of his original series). Even Erik (Original Power Man) admitted losing
to Luke was the low point of his career.

I miss Luke shouting out, "Sweet Christmas!' though. :)

Kyo gave him an  'are you that stupid?' look. It was one that only

children

really mastered, most adults forgetting how to do it as they got older.
"It's obvious. With your name, and the color of your yellow costume, you

can

only have one super power..."

For a brief moment, it's almost as if I am reminded of Bill and Ted... or

whoever those drunk guys were in "Dude, where's my car?"

They are a bit like that.

"...That of super peeing," Ryo finished.

Well, at least he wasn't named tinklebell.

True.

"--Fast." Whizzer finished as he stood next to Ryo, the officer's wallet

in

hand.

Not super-original, just super fast.

Oui.

Ryo grabbed the offered limb that held his wallet, then pulled out a set

of

cuffs. "All right. Being a terrorist is one thing, but there's nothing

lower

than being a pickpocket." Ryo slapped the cuff on the appendage he was
holding, only to discover...

"Hey, I cuffed myself."

"Told you I was fast."

Ryo: Feh. I can do this to myself all the time... don't take the glory for

it.

Yeah, since women won't do it to him. :)

beings. And every time she encountered another one, her anger grew. She
didn't care if the media had dubbed some of them heroes. They were all a
threat. Something had to be done about them before it was too late.

... the biochemical weapon nearly forgotten at this point. What, the lady

with the big knockers already got it, or would it figure in in Part B?

Nah. Should make mention Kaori's got it. The mysterious lady recovers it
later.

anti-histamines to stop her sniffling. It was looking like she would have

to

call it a day. She would have preferred operating at night, but there was
the restaurant to run and school to eventually enroll in, so this was the
only time Ukyou had available to hunt down criminals for the rest of the
week.

Ukyou's Hawkeye? Strange... I was kind of expecting her to be someone with

a really big weapon, but since there are limited options with the super
heroes....

Others mentioned trick spatulas, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

"Right. Well, as nice as the request is, I'm afraid we can't allow
unauthorized personnel to ride in our vehicle without--" Kobayakawa found
her speech interrupted by her partner, Tsujimoto tapping on her shoulder.

Hm... familiar names... could it be... ?

Oui,.

"Agreed."

Gee, Mr. Sommer. You're not making a cameo of Miyuki Kobayakawa and

Natsume Tsujimoto by any chance, ne? ^^

No idea what you mean.

To Hawkeye, Kobayakawa announced. "Hop in the back."

I wonder just how many can take in the referrence of You're Under Arrest

here... if I hadn't known better, I would have shrugged them two off as one
of your normal orig characters. ^^;

Nah. They belong to someone else all right.

At this rate, she would never get lucky enough to find a boyfriend. It

was

too bad, too, since she had met a number of good-looking male officers
during the ensuing weeks of her new second career. However, she couldn't

hit

on them for fear of them freaking out, and she certainly didn't trust any

of

them enough to confide her secret identity. With the way her life was

going,

she feared ever having a chance at finding a decent boyfriend.

So she hasn't found dear Ranchan yet, ne?

Oh no. She has the arrow with his name on it, though. And it doesn't have a
heart on the end. ^_^

"First, my name is Daredevil. Second, you made the mistake of using
aftershave, as well as the allowing the smell of gunpowder cling to your
habit. There isn't a nun around that would use Brute and shoot firearms."

Figures... since he's as blind as a bat. Nice pick on this one...

Daredevil.

Yep. Covered in previous chapters. By all means, read them. :)

"Obviously you never attended a Catholic school," the man muttered.

Heh. I did... they even have sprayable tear gas on the grounds, would you

believe?

Wow. Surprising to me.

"I can recommend a good lawyer for you," Daredevil muttered as he wrapped

a

different chain around a lamppost and swung through the air.

Hm? He's a lawyer here?

Studying to be.

What happened to the Amazons? (I should dispel from myself this bad habit

of reading in the middle of a series).

When he was six, village was firebombed by Chinese when they tried to get an
uprising going. Only Shampoo and he apparently escaped. They got caught by a
gang as soon as they hit Japan. He was blinded, gang died mysteriously, and
she disappeared and was never heard from again.

As Mousse traveled overhead, he was barely able to hear the officer's

radio

over the roaring of the engine. "Confirmation on two super villains at

the

airport. One is really strong and called Powerful Guy. The other has
something to do with urination, evidently. Be advised and grab a poncho."

Heh.

It is an understandable mistake. :)

Daredevil sighed from his perch on the roof. It just figured; yet another
loser super-villain to deal with, and a perverted one no less. Didn't

they

have any standards? Daredevil swore he would be going after the strong

one,

no matter how tough he was. Anything was better than fighting another

putz.

I wonder if the Target (?)

Bullseye.

would ever come into play here as an arch-nemesis to Daredevil... but

seeing this is a Avengers fic....

Yes. She will.

that I don't even remember drinking. I wish I had never seen it in the

first

place, then I'd be normal and not have to put up with this dumb stuff. I
don't care if I've done some good here and there. It's not like I even

need

the costume for any of it. I just want to be left alone."

The rant that defines Ranma's life, canon or fan fiction.

Nah. He causes almost as many problems as those that come to him. I'm of the
opinion he likes it, just in more limited doses.

Ranma: (sigh) It's just not fair.

The older man adjusted his glasses, one of the signs that he was going to
deal with a matter in complete seriousness.

Just like ol' Gendo... though not as menacing and nearly twice the size.

Someone else said that too. I'm pretty sure Genny adjusts his glasses every
now and then.

Another car roared past, momentarily interrupting the speech. Genma

waited

until it trailed off into the distance to speak again.

Heero: I'm sensing a pattern....

I see at least one of my jokes was remembered. I admit I really liked that
one. Came to me on the spur of the moment. But then, I also have an odd
sense of humor too.

"It's not easy. Responsibilities never are.

Ranma: Pop, no offense... but coming from you.... ~_~

Genma comes from the 'Do as I say, not as I do' school of thought. He does
tend to espouse good ideals, he just doesn't live his life by them,

But you're more than capable of
managing it, once you set your mind to it. You just have to believe in
yourself."

Genma: That's why I've taken the liberty of stroking your ego, boy!

Heh.

Genma adjusted his glasses again. It was all he had to say. There
probably could have been more, but it would have just been repeating the
same thing in a different way.

Like most Ranma fanfics... but at times, isn't that the point?

I would never do that.

I would never do that.

What was the point again? :)

Two more police cars roared past, sirens screaming that something dreadful

was occurring. The pair watched the vehicles travel down the road until

they

were out of sight.

Heero: I knew it.

Heh

A pity Marvel hasn't used a villain named 'Death Machine' or Heero would be
a natural for the role. :)

Before the older man could say another word, Ranma informed him in a calm
and controlled voice, "I'm going to help them out, but it's going to be

as

Ranma Saotome, not Captain Japan or Bucky. I'm never using that shield
again. Find yourself someone else to play superhero."

(blinks) Captain Japan? What, the nazis was succesful in getting the

formula and in turn gave it to their allies, the Japanese?

Nope. Nodoka's dad made it secretly and gave her the only sample of it.
Young Ranma unwittingly destroyed the notes for making it and drank it.

I know, I know... from the context of this little exchange, it was obvious

that here Japan is allied to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Nah. SHIELD's international. They do have jurisdiction in Japan, though.

"That's the third one this month," Kobayakawa wailed. "The chief's going

to

bust us to a street beat for sure."

Perhaps a more angry and determined Miyuki would be shown here, since here

pride and joy of car that even had _nitro_ in it had just been... tainted.

As I mentioned in a different letter, she's not attached to his car since
it's the third one.

exclusive interview with that reclusive Captain Japan person, or even his
raunchy sidekick, Bucky. Maybe she'd even get lucky and they would show

up

to battle these super villains and she could wrangle an interview of them
after their triumph. She could just see Arika's face once it turned green
with envy.

I just love your original characters. I hope you could make some more

original stories as well featuring just them... like the piece with TWPOS
and L'amour... loved that. ^^

Akemi here is going to be recurring. Not major, but recurring.

Daydreams of award nominations were set aside as one of the cameramen

gave a

triumphant cry of joy. "It's ready. We're on in three, two." He silently
mouthed the final "One."

Akemi screwed on her brightest smile for the masses watching at home.

What a reporter... smiling at the sounds of carnage.

Akemi: It's all part of being a pro and looking cute for the audiance.

At long last it was time for the Iron Rose to enter the fray again.

Makes me wonder more about the other Kuno.

Soon. Very soon now.

The Iron Rose? Gee, I wonder what the heck would she look like. ^^;

Mark I armor. She looks like a giant walking stove, like IM's original
armor, painted black instead of gold.

super-powered beings. There was still some question as to who was

actually

at fault since the villains claimed they had only taken over everyone's
minds in the district and not destroyed any housing. Their declarations

were

silly, though. Akane never had her mind taken over. She would have
remembered that sort of thing.

Accompanied with "There's no way Ranma's not a pervert... I can tell these

kind of things," and "There's no way this soup would be terrible... Ranma's
just mean... I know these kind of things," there is little doubt that
there's a lot of doubt to that claim.

Yeah, but they are all like that to a degree.

it had become stuck in. While it was truly unfortunate the puppy turned

out

to be rabid, Ranma had no way of knowing that when he set out to rescue

it.

Afterwards, he had only grumbled about the shots for a little while, but

it

was still the thought that counted. He tended to be a bit dense at times

and

was as emotionally sensitive as a rock, but he was not an unpleasant

person

to be around. Not bad marriage material for any girl, perhaps even

herself,

if she was pressed on the matter.

It seems she's at _that_ stage of development in this part of the fic.

Yep. Kasumi's was sort of touched on last chapter. Got a little bit of
Nabby's in the chapter before that.

for Dr. Tofu to figure out that the one he was looking for was right

under

his nose the whole while. None were so blind as to the things right

before

their eyes, or so the old saying went.

Boy, does that conjure many images of irony, considering the thinker of

the thought.

Again, all the cast have their blind spots.

That settled things. "I'll hold you to that." Akane grabbed her cane and
hobbled out of the office as best as she could. There were several alleys
nearby that she could use to change. All she needed was one tap of the

cane

and then it would be time to fly to the airport and kick some butt as

only

the Goddess of Thunder could do.

Well, well... finally finished. As usual, a good fic up to your high

standards.

Thanks.

Curiousity has piqued with me and I just might actually read the earlier

chapters, if ever. Hey, I read Vacation Days just recently after just seeing
the epilogue from waaay back. :)

My, that would spoil it a bit, though. Reading the end before the beginning,
I mean.

Curious as to what's happening to Tofu,

Should be able to guess once you read the previous chapter (Hint, Hint)

as well as how the entire super villain thing would pan out. So is the

biochemical thingee mere fodder for the plot or will it have an impact on it
later?

Plot fodder. It's what's used to blow Lime and Mint's cover. A long way of
doing it, but it's the last point for much humor, since the rest is pretty
serious from here on to the end of the arc.

Probably, I'll get a response of 'stay tuned.'

That too.

In short, nice fic. Cheers!

Thanks. And thanks for C+Cing. It's very appreciated.

D.B. Sommer



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