Subject: [FFML] [Ranma][Fanfic][Crossover] Fantasy Beyond Part 2
From: Mike L Nguyen
Date: 3/26/2002, 2:09 PM
To: ffml@anifics.com



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Fantasy Beyond:  Fantasia Journica



PART 2

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The World Which He Is Lost

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by DJGeek





Disclaimer:  Ranma 1/2 is not mine, and D&D is 

             also not mine, but thank God for 

             it!  





You can contact me about this fic in:

dragonjex@juno.com





Enjoy.

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Darkness claimed Ranma.



It was as almost he had become one with the void, and 

everything that was clear to him suddenly felt blank.  

Cold emptiness felt like it was enveloping around his 

body, trying to claim his soul.



He heard whispers, fainting whispers that was baringly 

heard.



"Are you sure?"



Ranma tried to call out, but no voice was released.  

All he could do was hear, even though he could not 

understand their dialect.



"Is he the one?"



"Can he bring about the end of this catastrophe

that will be dooming this realm?"



"I cannot be sure of that, Mithrandar, only the

fates can decide."



"I wonder if he can be strong to the task."



"We shall see."



Then in a brief flash, Ranma's vision flashed several 

images, first of magnificent locations that he was 

sure he had visited before, and blurred faces that 

seem familiar.



Suddenly, his images stopped to this grand, and

immersive forest that surrounded him everywhere.

the great trees stood sturdy and long, and gave

him almost and proud feeling to capture this 

magnificence with his own eyes.



Then darkness came again.



Hiroshi, Katherine, and Daisuke appeared out of

nowhere, draped with grayish cloaks, sheltering

their bodies yet leaving their faces visisble.



All three of them chanted:



Beyond what lies to the east,

The Great Lord of Darkness cries,

his return to the earth.

Can this unknown champion,

born of another world, 

yet arrived in uncertain forces,

can yet take up his arms,

and challenge the arriving doom?

Yet alone he will be not,

Companions shall join,

Different their ways may be,

together they serve a single cause.

Are you ready to take up arms,

To challenge this uncertaining doom?

For a long and unexpected road it is,

And this chapter is yet unwritten.



After their chant was done, their figures 

morphed into a figurehead, all black yet 

metallic.  But it had eyes, peircing red eyes,

and it seemed to tear straight deep within the

boy's soul.



Then flames of hellish evil engulfed Ranma, 

and he could feel it burning.  It was burning,

oh, the pain!  His torture resumed as he heard

these words:



"YOU SHALL NOT SUCCEED CHAMPION!  YOU WILL NOT

SUCCEED!  AFTER I AM DONE CONQUERING THIS WORLD,

YOUR EARTH WILL BE NEXT!"



Ranma fainted, and everthing he experienced was

then lost, into the darkness.







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Meanwhile, back at Nerima District of Tokyo...

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"Ranma's gone, isn't he?"



Hiroshi looked up to the concerned face of Katherine

when he heard her ask that question.  He put down "The

Two Towers" book he was deeply involved in and thought

about the question.



It was weird that their friend Ranma had disappeared.

Nobody has seen or heard anything out of the ordinary,

but the martial artist was nowhere to be found.  The

Nerima District Police and Patrol searched everywhere

for where he might possibly be, but no leads have been

found.



"I... I don't know Katherine-san.  I just don't know."



"I know," the concerned girl answered lightly.  "But

I just can feel him, like he was here but not here."



"Uh... care to explain?"



"Well, I don't want to be like insane or anything, 

but..."



"Well, do tell."



"I can see him in my dreams."



"Oh, okay."  Hiroshi went back to his book, but was

quickly interrupted by Katherine.



"I'm SERIOUS!"



"Okay!  Okay.  Now, pray tell me what does your 

dreams have anything about Ranma?"



"It's like, I can see him.  But he's somewhere off,

not from this world, but another.  I can still see

him wandering this world unlike our own.  I don't

know why, but, it seem to feel that way."



"So Ranma is in another world?"



"I... I think so.  Do I seem crazy to you?"



Hiroshi thought long and hard.



"Hmm... if this is Ranma we're talking about, then

anything can happen.  Probably, you're right about

him going off to another world."



"Um, so, you're not objecting this strange idea?"



"Nope.  Remember, this is Nerima.  ANYTHING could

happen."



"Hmmm... I'm glad.  I didn't feel like going to

other districts in Tokyo.  But this one seems seems

to have a unique identity of its own."



"I know.  That's why I'm proud to be from Nerima."



Both smiled in humor.



Then Mousse came into the living room.  But this

time, he looked different.  Mousse had his hair

tied to a ponytail, but his head was covered was

covered with a red cap.  He was wearing a 

long-sleeved shirt and a short-sleeved shirt over

it that had a DJ drawn and graffiti design that 

consisted with the words, "PROUD TO BE HARD CORE"



"Yo, Hiro, whaddup!?" greeted DJ Duckping as he

waved his hand.



"Yo Mousse.  How did the tournament go?"  Hiroshi.

He was certainly proud that Mousse had found 

something he liked.



"Man, I ripped their asses.  I didn't know I was

mad at that time."



"Cool," agreed Katherine.



"Oh yeah, I miss Ranma too, I wonder where he is

right now," joined Mousse as he sulked with the

group, since noticing their sadness which could

only lead to one thing.



"I know Mousse, even Dai misses him."



"Where is he now?"



"Hanging around the arcade," answered the 

Japanese-Scottish girl.



Mousse sat down.  "I'll beat his ass in Street 

Fighter later.  Let's talk about good times.  

Do you remember that prank he played on with..."



And the entire time was spent talking about the

good old times with their pigtailed compatroit.

Daisuke came in after and joined the group, 

listing Ranma's defeats to his leet skills in

Counter-Strike.





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Ranma woke up to the sounds of chirping.



He heard himself rustling on the grass as he 

stirred up, his vision blurry but finally clear

to only give images of gigantic standing trees

decorated with branches and leaves.



Sunlight the shone and stung on his eyes.  He

covered them with his arm and groggily tried

to stand up, still drunk from the aftereffects

of sleep.  



As he took aware of his surroundings and 

noticed something was different...



He was NOT in Nerima anymore.



The buildings streets, cars, and parks were 

replaced by wildgrass, boulders, and elder 

trees that stood high as if they were almost

touching the sky.  Ranma could here birds

chirping and some animal cawing in the air.



"Ryouga," Ranma cried out softfully.



But he was nowhere to be seen.





Probably he was in some park, or camping trip,

so he might just head back to the district.

However, the lost one doubted his thoughts 

because he had never seen these types of trees 

in Japan.



But the wandering pigtailed martial artist 

went on, hoping to find any symbol of 

civilization nearby.



As Ranma walked on, his ears and eyes notice

some animals that seem to stare at him.  Deer,

rodent-like creatures, and wolves scurried 

about as if they were busy all their lives, but

stopping only to notice the human's presence.

The now nervous Ranma just pressed on, hoping

that the denizens would do no harm.



Woosh!



Something flew past his ear and landed at the

lower bark of a tree.  Curious, the wanderer

approached near the creature.  But it had it's

head up, and it gave him chills, for it 

resembled like a cat.



"MEEEEEAAAAWWWWW!"



"AH! CAT!" freaked Ranma.



He ran for his dear life, hoping that the

creature would pursue, but before he could 

see where he was going, he crashed into another

tree and blanked out.





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The dryad Eleinine walked merry in the forests

of Kernsen, drinking deep the smell of fresh

grass, flowers, and clear air.  She was so 

happy and felt alive.  She wished to sing a 

song.



As Eleinine twirled to tree between tree, she

sang a tune:



Elienine fair of leaves,

her roots deep in precious earth,

Beautiful cantilups adorn my strands,

the grass, my beautiful bed.

What can be more fair,

a flower with most natural nectar,

compare with the sweetest of wine?

For it is beauty,

with my home, my sweet leaves.



The song brought to life dying grass and 

flowers, and animals flocked to her singing.  

Eleinine petted each one of them and gave words 

of blessings.



Suddenly, out of nowhere, she experienced

lonliness, pain, and the feeling of being lost.



"Oh, what is it that can do foul to my heart?"

questioned the fair dryad.  She looked around

for the cause of misery, and found a figure

lying down on a bed of leaves and grass, near

a tree.



As Eilienine crept near, she saw a young man.

But it wasn't like any male human she 

encountered.  His eyes were slanted, almost

elvish but not.  He had raven hair, long and

tied in a pigtail, a strange, blue jacket 

woven with unknown material, and black, loose

pants.  He was young and handsome, which left

a blush on her cheeks, and seemed peaceful

in slumber.  But the dryad knew he was 

unconscious, for she saw blood streaming from

his head and nose.



"Oh young man of fair, what can do you harm?" 

Eleinine whispered as she proceeded to wrap

her arms around the boy's head.  But something

happened that she did not intend.



For Elienine viewed his mind and his memories.

But this was the one that spoke loudest.



"NO...no nonononono get away from me...." 

cried out the boy, covering his face in fear.



"What causes you fear young one?" the dryad 

asked, hoping to get an answer.



"M-m-m-monster.... g-g-g-go away..."



"What is it?  What is this monster?"



"C..c..c.cat... get away, must get away..."



"A cat?  Why do you fear from a beautiful 

creature?"



She viewed out his memories of the cause of

that fear.



Big hands gripped the boy, now young as if

six years old, and threw him into a pit of

darkness.



"Get in there boy and learn the Nekoken!  

Only then, you'll be a man!"



"I don't wanna POP!  I don't wanna!"



"Stay there!"



"But pop, cats... damn cats..."



And she saw him scratched and beaten by

the swarming claws of starved out felines.



"NO!  Don't hurt him!" the fair dryad cried 

out in hopes of halting their misdeed.  But 

she was sadly ignored.



After the swarming faded, she saw a shaking

bloody boy crying, breathing fast, and just

covered himself in the darkness.



Then she saw the memories of his entire life

up to the point where his "friend" 

transported him to this world, where he had

no friends and family here.  Lonliness and

desperation ranked above in his emotions.



Elienine cried and cradled Ranma as she 

whispered the word of life.



Air of Life, Mother of Earth,

Grant the injured sanctuary,

Heal his body and his soul,

Give him the quest to live once more.



Elienine's tears dropped and landed on the

boy's lips.  His body now became more relaxed

and flowed with energy.



She cradled him as he slept.





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Ranma woke up, finding himself in a clear 

grass path from the forest.  His eyes swerved

and caught a woven, tightned cloth bundle.  

He opened it and found fruit, nuts, and some

kind of bread.  Hungry he was, he ate his meal.



He looked around once more, and saw a 

stone-paved road leading to what seemed to be

signs of civilization.  Rich farmlands 

blanketed the earth and people were harvesting

the crops.  the road path led farther to a 

town guarded with walls.



The pigtail adventurer was now grateful that

he finally found a town of some sort where he

could rest and find out where he was.  He 

now realized he was in another world or land,

"thanks" to Ryouga.  Having the courage once

more to survive and explore, he began his way.



But something caused him to stop.  He felt he

forgot something.  Before he could start 

venturing, he turned to forest.



"Thank you," Ranma said deeply.



And that, he began his journey.





PART 2 END.







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Author's note

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There you have it.  Part 2.  FINALLY.

I'm thinking of starting Part 3, but

remembering I've got an essay to do.



SHUCKS.



Well, if I have time, I'll commence

on Part 2.



Later.

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