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	Episode 92

	The voyage home.

	The forces of light and darkness are in the final stages of preparation
for the final battle. 

	The evil Ranma awaits the awakening of Saffron with his daughter in
Jusendo while the Phoenix people cower in the jungle below the mountain.
His dark plans coming closer to completion as the Armada draws near.

	Trunks and Gohan lead the Men in Black out of Joketzuko. Keiichi has
remained behind leaving the village under the protection of the
Goddesses, and the Amazon women. The remains of the group move on,
hoping to hide in the southwestern portion of the continent for a time.

	The true 'Ranma', who is currently using the name Trunks, has finished
the Senshi's training and is preparing to leave Jurai and return to
Earth. The Emperor, who is indebted to the boy and his friends for
saving Jurai, has allowed three Juraian battle cruisers to accompany
them. These ships will be under the command of Prince Tenchi, who's
victory over Cerio resulted in a formal engagement with the Princess
Ayeka. During this time, in a desperate attempt to ensure the boy's
happiness would continue to suffer, Yosho and Trunks both came to an
agreement between their families, engaging Ryoko to the unfortunate boy. 

	The pair had a most excellent time when they sat the boy down alone
with them and explained it all, in painful detail, with serious frowns
on their faces. Neither one bothered to inform him that he could have
more than one wife. The best part was doing it together and watching the
boy's head whip back and forth as he stared at them both in helpless
horror as they explained the heavy burden of honor the agreements both
had attached to them.

	After all, when this mess was over they didn't want things to get
boring did they?...

++++++++++++++++++

	Trunks smirked as he slipped on his shades and adjusted his tie. The
old uniform kind of felt good. He'd had one tailored for himself during
their stay on Jurai. "I guess we should be leaving soon then?"

	Tenchi was sitting on a small pillow on the floor with his head hanging
low. He had a horrified expression on his face. His grandfather was
sitting sternly on his other side.

	"But, I can't...if I marry one of them...then..." The poor boy was at
an absolute loss. "Wait!" He looked up at the two men with a frightened
expression. "How am I supposed to do this?"

	"I dunno," replied Trunks with a small shrug as Yosho quietly dodged
the question by standing behind the boy. "Kill one of em maybe?" Unlike
Yosho, he could actually claim to not know about Juraian marriage
customs later on.

	The boy just stared at him blankly. The kid smirked at him as he
glanced over his shoulder. "How you figure this out is your problem." He
turned away from the large mirror on the wall and turned towards the
door. "You two should probably start packing. We'll be leaving in a few
hours."

	"So soon?" said Yosho in surprise, it was more to keep the conversation
going than anything else. He had to make sure the boy had enough time to
forget about asking him anything.  

	"Heh. I think I can handle that asshole no problem." The boy seemed to
actually be drawing power from his own arrogance at the moment. The
still youthful Juraian seemed a bit put off by that for a moment as he
glanced at Tenchi. He was somewhat relieved to see the boy's face was
doubtful. 

	"I don't know about no problem. This was an awful lot of training for a
single opponent."

	"Indeed it was," agreed Yosho calmly. "You'd best be ready for the
storm ahead. This battle will be unlike any you've fought before my boy.
To be in command of a force as powerful as a Juraian battle cruiser is
no small task. I have watched your actions in the recent events, and I
know you are ready."

	Tenchi sat in silence for a long moment. "Command?"

	"Yes," replied his Grandfather as he stood to his feet and held out his
hand. "Come boy. We have a lot to discuss and little time."

	Tenchi nodded with a serious looking frown on his face. The pair walked
out of the room and passed by Trunks in the hallway. The boy was leaning
out a window with a cigarette in his fingers and watching the natural
beauty it seemed. 

+++++++++++++++++++++++

	"Man. This is gonna be so cool!" said Carrot cheerfully. "We've got an
army of anime heroes at our disposal. He's got two monsters and a few
crummy Sailor Moon villains. Hotaru will probably keep Chibi Usa for
herself and we won't really have to bother with it at all!"

	"I'm lookin forward to the space battle myself," said Dan as he puffed
the cigarette. "Lots of explosions, high speed, countless enemies
buzzing around us."

	"Well, Piloting is fun," agreed Ranma. "I think I'm gonna go with
Carrot on this one. I just want to pound that guy's face in with my bare
hands."

	"How could you be looking forward to this mess?!" cried Pissant.

	"Maybe we'll get laid again in the commotion?" muttered Carrot with a
heavy sigh. "It's been quite a while."

	"Probably be a year or two before we get laid, we still got some
serious growing to do before any babes will pay attention to us," said
Dan as he shrugged.

	"Right," whined Carrot.

	"Hello," said a cheerful voice from beside him. 

	Trunks jumped back in surprised shock as Washuu simply stood there
leaning towards him with a huge grin on her face. "What?" he muttered
after he got his cool back and put the cigarette between his lips again.

	"Smoking is bad for you," said the woman cheerfully.

	"So am I."

	"Oh. I see."

	"Did you want something, or are you just bothering me because you're
bored?" He smirked at her and she slapped him across his face.

	"Now what?" 

	"What's wrong with you all of a sudden?" grumbled the woman irritably.

	"I'm frustrated with my own age," he said simply. "Besides, sometimes
I'm just cranky."

	"Hotaru says it's a bit more often than sometimes, but I've noticed
that."

	"I suppose you would notice a lot of odd things about me," he replied
with a small shrug.

	"Frustrated with your own age?" she asked him in confusion.

	"I'm used to looking a bit older than this. It's kind of annoying
really. I've got to go through a lot of stupid things again."

	"Oh. I get it. First dates and all that?"

	"I don't think this body has even finished puberty yet."

	"Oh my," muttered the woman as she stared at him for a long moment.

	"I'm not really worried about it. I'm a saiyan, so it'll be relatively
short and painless. It's just, I kind of miss certain things ya know?"

	"Actually, I know exactly what you mean. I'd offer to help, but I doubt
you'd be able to perform for a year or two anyway."

	"Yeah. Thanks loads," he grumbled sourly. 

	"I could accelerate your aging process a bit, sort of a kick in the
pants, but it would still take a month or two to kick in. I'd need
another week here as well."

	The boy simply chuckled. "No thanks. Maybe I'll take you up on that
later, but for now I'll just wait it out. I want to beat his ass as a
little kid."	

	"Men," grumbled the scientist as she rolled her eyes and turned away
from him. 

	The boy just grunted at her with a smirk on his face.

	Washuu simply shrugged and walked away. There were still things she
didn't understand in the universe, and that boy was one of them. 

	Trunks simply hung limply over the edge of the window and stared down
at the ground far below him. "This sucks. Why do we have to be so damn
prideful? We'd have an advantage if we did it. Well, I don't care about
our image all right?"

	"Um, who are you talking to sir?" Minako walked up behind the boy but
he didn't bother to move. 

	"I'm talking to myself because I'm in a bad mood."

	"Oh." She seemed even more confused and stepped back slightly. "Why?"

	"Because I need to get laid. If you aren't going to help me with that
then please go away." The boy had yet to budge and Minako blushed as she
stared at him in disbelief. He couldn't have been older than eight by
the look of him.

	"I need our departure time. I'm coordinating our schedule." 

	Carrot finally glanced over his shoulder and noticed she was holding a
clipboard. "Jeezus. What the hell did I do to them?" he grumbled as he
went back to hanging. "Whenever you finish packing. How's that?"

	"Make that this evening. The Emperor wishes to invite the senshi, and
their friends to another formal gathering this evening."

	"Blow it out your..." snarled Trunks as he whirled around to growl at
the offender. He backed off considerably when he realized it was Azusa
himself. "Oh. Hi. We kind of need to leave soon. Our planet is quite
possibly demolished already. It'd be nice if we could manage to salvage
what's left. Ranma Saotome is more than enough to do it before the
starships arrive."

	The senshi glanced around at each other for a moment. All of them had
serious frowns on their faces. 

	Azusa merely nodded. "Yes. I know. This is a very important party. I'd
like to introduce you to a few people actually. Those familiar with
rebuilding a planet should the need arise. If it is destroyed, I imagine
you'd die anyway. Should you be victorious, connections like these could
lessen the blow considerably. I have gathered that what you face at home
is even more powerful than what you faced here."

	The boy only nodded once. 

	"I'm also giving you a bit of a leg up. Though you do not yet have
control of your planet. I imagine it will be a relatively simple matter
for you when it ends, should you win. In any case, the Juraian
government recognizes the planet as under the rule of the Senshi. You
have the full support of the nation, and it's allies I assure you."

	"I wouldn't place any bets on that, but it sounds like it just might be
worth our time," said Nabiki as she walked up behind the pair. "I was
wondering what was taking you so long."

	"Sorry Ma'am," replied Minako nervously as she handed the clipboard
over. 

	"Great. You all owe me again for this one," growled Trunks as he glared
at Nabiki and Minako.  

	Nabiki just smirked. "I know."

	"This had better be everything you say it is, or a reasonable
facsimile.
I'm already sure you're lying."

	The man shrugged his shoulders. "The Kingdom ruled by Serenity was
powerful and a great ally. We owe a lot to her people."

	"Yeah. So this is a political thing for us, because we saved your
collective asses?"

	"If you wish to look at it that way. I prefer to think of it as
extending our friendly relations to the next ten thousand years."

	"It doesn't hurt that it's the home planet of the boy who might someday
become emperor himself."

	"What?!" snarled Azusa as he flared his nostrils and stood up firmly.

	"Don't give me that. You knew Tenchi would cream Cerio. Don't play dumb
with me old man."

	"It's polite to ignore it," commented Nabiki.

	"I'm a real nice guy really, but I'm not polite."

	"I'd noticed that," growled Azusa as he adjusted his garments and
calmed considerably. 

	Trunks grinned at him and wagged his tail. "I'm right aren't I?"

	The Emperor merely turned away and walked off.

	"Aw, spoilsport."

	"You are the only person I know with enough balls to tease an Emperor,"
said Nabiki as she arched her eyebrow at him and turned away. Minako
followed behind her to what was probably a meeting.

	One of the things that annoyed Carrot the most was organization. He
hated people who were too organized. He didn't even really know why, he
just did. 

	"This is really starting to piss me off. We need to find some action so
they'll stop being so West Point. A little wear and tear does a soldier
a lot of good."

	"He's got a point. They're still green," agreed Dan. 

	"Green? Are you insane?" cried Pissant. "After all we did to them you
think they're still green?!"

	"Well, Ami isn't..." agreed Carrot begrudgingly. "After torturing
someone to death and carrying out a few executions I'm sure she's pretty
much as changed as she's going to be. I don't recall any of the others
actually killing anyone yet though.""

	Dan merely growled as he made them look towards the sunset
dramatically. "At the moment they realize that all of it was real, it
will all change again. We need something to wake them up before we get
there."

	"Great. How 'bout we ask Washuu?" said Carrot cheerfully.

	"Yeah," agreed Ranma. "Besides, I'm starting to rethink this whole
going back as a kid thing."

	"Quit being such a wimp," grumbled Carrot. 

	"I think this is a bad idea," muttered Pissant.

	"Yes, we know. That's why no one asked you," replied Carrot.

	"Jerk," grumbled the voice pathetically.

	"Yeah," agreed Dan. "Still, he's got a point."

	"Thanks... Hey!" 

+++++++++++++++++++++

	Ranma smiled as the flaming wings blasted out of the sides of the
mountain. Chibi Usa looked surprised as their foothold crumbled beneath
them. Her father simply floated where he had always been and stared at
the creature that climbed out of the mountain. It was mostly human in
appearance, save for the clawed appendages and gigantic wings. 

	"He's more powerful than predicted," grumbled Chibi Usa.

	"Yes I know," replied her father calmly. He uncrossed his arms and
floated forward. 

	Saffron was glaring at him angrily as he hovered just outside the wall
of flame that made up the giant bird that was still surrounding him. 

	"Hello, Saffron."

"You'll suffer for what you did," growled the god angrily.

	"I think not. I doubt I'll even need to transform to beat you."

	"You're a fool then," chuckled the phoenix. 

	"Quit playing with him. Just transform and be done with it." Chibi Usa
appeared behind her father with her back against his. 

	"Stay out of my way," said her father coldly. She vanished and left the
pair alone. "Don't go too far though. I want you here when I'm
finished."

	Saffron ignored her. As arrogant as she seemed, it would be child's
play to lure her out later on. "You still think you can win? Don't you
even realize what you're dealing with?"

	"Yes. Someone I can cause an infinite amount of pain. I'll show you
that immortality is a curse if you cross me Saffron. I'm sure that once
I give you a good enough beating you'll step in line."

	The phoenix blasted back and pushed both his palms forward. A massive
ball of flames about the size of a home erupted at the thing floating in
front of him.

	Ranma merely smiled as he backhanded the projectile into the top of a
nearby mountaintop. It exploded in a spectacular display that took
nearly a third of the mountain off the top. "Pathetic. I was hoping for
better."

	Saffron was merely staring at him in shock. "What?"

	"Don't you get it yet? You don't have enough power to even scratch me."

	The god was enraged. "I'll show you power!" The giant flaming bird that
surrounded him cried out, as its skin seemed to burst to life. Saffron
himself could barely be seen within the creature as it flared a thousand
times hotter than before. 

	Ranma merely floated back a few feet and grinned. "It's an improvement,
a small one, but I suppose I can't be picky. It's not like there are a
lot of easily captured and enslaved demigods on this worthless rock."

	The angry phoenix could stand no more. With a cry of rage that shook
the earth itself he rushed forward and dove towards his opponent. The
giant creature opened its beak and cried out as it tried to swallow him
into the flames.

	Ranma merely put up his fist. The flames of the bird's head shattered
and parted as they encountered an invisible shield. By the time the god
realized what was happening, his face was planted in the man's fist. 

	Ranma shook his hand off as he watched the creature stagger back under
the force of the blow. "Hurts don't it?" He shook his head and put his
hand on the thing's shoulder. "You see, you really can't win kid. I'm
afraid it's time to just give up. I really don't want to hurt you, just
enslave your people and force them to pilot the starships."

	"What?" muttered the god dumbly as he looked up at his opponent. He was
still shaking off the last punch. 

	"Face it. You're a bit of a puss, and I'll beat the shit out of you if
you keep going. Might even beat you to death a few times. Just give up.
Besides, even if you manage to drive me off. My starships will blast you
and your people to atoms once they arrive anyway. You might live, but it
will be awfully lonely after I've wiped all life on the planet out."

	"Monster!" growled the god as he rose to his feet and glared at him.

	"Heh. I'm so much more than that." An aura of gold surrounded the boy
and his body almost doubled in size. He simply stared forward with his
cold blue eyes and smiled.

	Saffron was on his knees as he stared at the beast before him in awe.
"No."

	"I could destroy this entire planet in a single blast. Fortunately for
you, I prefer to do things the fun way. I'll destroy this rock when I'm
through playing with it."

	"I won't!" snapped the god as he punched Ranma in the face. 

	The golden beast simply turned his head. His twisted leer never even
twitched. "I'll just have to break you then."

++++++++++++++++++

	"We've been by that bush," grumbled Trunks.

	"Quit saying that. We have not," replied Gohan as he frowned at his
companion. Both of them were leading the hikers through the jungle.
Akane and her friends were keeping up admirably just behind them. 

	"You know, it's very scenic," commented Zoicite as he brushed a lizard
off his shoulder casually.

	"I still think we'd be better off in a vehicle. There's got to be
something we can get our hands on," grumbled Akane irritably.

	"I'm certainly not enjoying this trip," growled Jadeite.

	Nephrite merely snorted. "Genaku was cunning and brutish. I imagine his
counterpart is no different. We're probably running right where he wants
us."

	"He was honorable at least," commented Kunzite.

	"So now what?" said Akane as the two boys argued over a map just ahead
of them. They had stopped and were pointing at various points. 

	"What the hell is going on?" growled Kunzite as he glared at the pair
angrily. "Have they gotten us lost?"

	"They made us dump the GPS stuff so we couldn't be tracked," said Akane
as she turned towards Jadeite and frowned.

	"I know," he replied with a sigh.

	The girl adjusted the sleeves on her jacket. Climate control clothing
was nice. They'd probably make a fortune when it was released on the
market the next year, if they lived that long. "You two idiots had
better not have gotten us lost." She was standing right between them
when she said this. "Why am I standing in the middle of a jungle still?
What on earth possessed you to bring us right to where he was going? I
thought you were from the future!"

	"We are," replied Gohan with a confused looking frown.

	"Where are we?"

	"Here!" replied the boys in unison as they pointed at two different
places on the map.

	"Give me that," she snarled as she snatched it from them. "We're going
to have to climb and get a look at the terrain. If we want to figure out
where we are I think." They were in a valley with mountains on either
side of them and couldn't see very far in any direction. She glared at
them over her shoulder and narrowed her eyes. "I don't like this at all.
Anyone could surprise us in this place."

	"What's up?" asked Zoicite as he jogged towards her. The others
followed quickly behind her.

	"We need to get a look around the area. I don't think these two idiots
knows how to read one of these maps."

	"And you do?" asked Jadeite.

	"No. You guys do though, right?"

	"Yes. All of us can," said Kunzite with a small shrug. "We were
generals after all."

	"Maps were different back then though. I've had to work with a few of
these while we were working for Beryl though," said Zoicite as he
stepped ahead of the others and held out his hand.

	"Good," she replied as she handed it over. "I'm going to go and sit
down while you take care of this then."

	The men looked at the map in their hands and folded it open. It was
large enough that they could all see it easily. He turned his head and
narrowed his eyes at the boys. "This map doesn't cover a very wide area.
It reads more like directions. Our path is marked clearly. It ends..."

	"It's the one we were given. Sorry." Trunks shrugged his shoulders and
placed the folded up map back into his shirt. "I figure they'd know
where we were going." He smirked at the looks on the men's faces as he
turned down the path again. It had taken them a moment to realize it was
gone. "Sorry about that, but I'm afraid I can't let you have this map
again." He shifted his eyes towards Gohan. "You should be more careful."

	"I didn't see you standing up to her about this," replied the boy as he
started off again. "It's this way. I know where I'm going, you're just
being paranoid."

	"Did you see where it stopped?" asked Akane as she moved back with her
group. They hung back considerably."

	"A place called Jusendo. It was easy to spot because it was written in
by hand. It's very close to Jusenkyo," replied Jadeite calmly. "It looks
like a long route as well. We shouldn't need to look around. I think
they were just humoring your impatience by handing it over. They both
know where they're going."

	"Gohan knows anyway, I'm not sure about the other one. He seems to
think we're lost." Nephrite glanced at the two saiyans. They were
waiting patiently for the others to start walking again.

	"Well, at least we know where we're going in general. How long of a
trip?"

	"Two weeks at most," said Jadeite. "Why haven't they started walking?"

	Akane blinked. The two boys were looking quite pleased with themselves
as they discussed their surroundings. It now appeared that they both
realized where they were exactly. "Something is up," she said to the
others.

	"Huh?" was the general's unanimous reply.

	"We made better time than I'd thought," said Gohan as he walked up
behind the men with a wide grin on his face. "We're here already. I
wasn't expecting to find it until tomorrow actually. That's why we were
a little confused about where we were."

	"We've arrived?" said Zoicite as he glanced around. "Arrived where?"

	"You'd better be kidding," growled Akane as she rolled up her sleeves.

	"Not where we're standing. It's passed the next hill," said Trunks as
he frowned seriously and smacked Gohan on the back of his head. "Quit
stalling and let's get going. We've still got to set up camp before
nightfall."

	The group walked over the small hill into even more dense foliage. 

	"We're going to be staying here for a while. There's a town nearby
where we can get food and fill our needs so to speak. For right now,
we're going to lay low until help arrives." Gohan tossed his traveling
pack to the ground and looked back at the group. He had just stepped out
of the jungle and into what appeared to be a small field at first
glance.

	"You have got to be kidding me," muttered Kunzite as he stepped out of
the jungle and into the ruins of an ancient Chinese village. 

	There were dozens of small huts centered on the remains of a much
larger structure. At one point there was quite a few other buildings,
but most of them were nothing but broken walls now.

	"What is this place?" asked Akane.

	"Dead," replied Kunzite as he kicked over the last remains of a small
piece of wall. "This village has been abandoned."

	"That's right. We're going to hide out here until help arrives."

	"They'll track us down before then," replied Jadeite as he frowned at
the pair.

	"Ranma won't come here," replied Gohan as he glanced back at them as he
started taking things out of his traveling pack. "Don't think we won't
be busy though."

	"Why?" asked Akane as she looked around. "What's so special about this
dump?"

	"Because he won't be able to track us. This is a dead zone."

	"What?" muttered the girl in confusion.

	The generals seemed to relax quite a bit more as they started unpacking
their things. "Dead Zones are areas on a planet where energy signatures
are contained. Unless he's inside the field he won't be able to find us.
It's a good place to hide, but nothing lives long inside the field."

	"So it isn't safe?" muttered the girl fearfully.

	"Sure it is. It's a natural phenomenon. Nothing grows well in these
areas because energy doesn't go in or out. Most of the animals and
people just leave for more fertile land. Otherwise they starve. A small
village like this one can do just that without too much trouble."

	"We're just inside the edge of one. There's a village about ten miles
away where we can get supplies. It's probably the relatives of the
people who lived here," said Trunks as he walked up to them. "It extends
about a hundred miles to the west through this valley." He pointed and
the group turned to face it. Nothing but dead trees and dirt could be
seen on the other side of the clearing. 

	"My god," muttered Akane as she stared at it.

	"Impressive isn't it?" said Zoicite as he chuckled. "A desert in the
middle of a jungle."

	"It doesn't look natural," grumbled the girl a little sourly.

	"The universe is full of strange things," replied Jadeite as he sat
down on a rock and relaxed for a moment. 

	Kunzite patted his shoulder and motioned for him to stand. "Come on. We
can look at the scenery after we set up camp."

	"Pick a hut," said Gohan as he walked into one of the more intact
structures. 

	"I have a feeling this isn't going to be a very interesting wait."

	"It'll be a chance to learn more about our two new friends," said Akane
as she nodded towards the two Saiyans. "There's an awful lot they
haven't explained to us."

	"Given time I imagine they'll slip up a bit. If we combine our efforts,
we may piece together something useful without having either of them
realize it," said Kunzite calmly.

	"Apparently we've got nothing but time," said Jadeite as he finally
walked into the abandoned village.

	"Wonder how long this place has been abandoned?" commented Akane as she
followed the rest of the group as they followed their companion's
example. 

	"Probably a hundred years or so," replied Zoicite as he turned his head
to look at her. "If you really want to know the exact date you'll have
to wait until we get our equipment back." All of them were armed, the
boat they had taken to China was meant to function as a moving miniature
base of operations. They were forced to abandon it once they hit land.
Ranma knew about the boat. It had to be scuttled once they reached their
destination to try and keep him from using the guidance systems inside
to find them. All of the on board electronics were destroyed by them
before that. They carried a lot of firepower in the black backpacks
hanging from their shoulders even though it looked as if they were
carrying nothing more than side arms with another rifle style weapon
strapped to the side of the pack.

	The girl sighed as she looked up at a hut that looked like it would
suit her needs. "I don't even know why I believe them at all." She did
though, and the confusion it caused was frustrating. She eyed a
particular slab of wall near to where she was. At least she had
something to take out her frustrations on later.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++

	"Look at them, aren't they beautiful," Kuroi stood up from his chair
and looked at the massive screen in front of him. The starships were
floating far, far away still, but they grew ever closer to him. "Soon
they'll be ours."

	"Yes," agreed Tochi as she smiled down at him as she stepped up behind
him. "What of Ranma's progress?"

	"I do not trust these phoenix people he speaks of." The boy didn't look
much like it bothered him either. "Be watchful. They will not be
commanding the starships, but if they turn on us they will be
troublesome. How many are there anyway?"

	"Around nine hundred."

	"Half of them will be in fighters," added the boy calmly. "I don't like
this. Youma are too costly to manufacture, we'll only have a few hundred
by then. Keeping them in command positions is our only option. All those
successful energy gathering operations of yours are paying off now
though."

	"We have little choice," replied Tochi as she brushed her golden locks
out of her face and continued to stare into the monitor. "Besides, once
we destroy the senshi and that boy."

	"Don't forget, our man may still lose. I have a feeling that the other
one isn't just sitting around up there. He's training as well."

	"That's why you haven't stopped our friend?" she asked coyly. 

	"Yes. I may regret it before this is over."

	"I have a feeling he won't be much trouble for us," she said calmly.

	"He's not trustworthy."

	"He is strong though, the perfect stock for our race to become even
stronger."

	The boy chuckled. "Oh. I see. Don't get your hopes up. If he's weak
enough when the battle is over, I intend to kill him myself, regardless
of who wins. If it's too much trouble to bother with at the time I'll
allow you to keep him for a little while before we dispose of him."

	The woman frowned at him. "Well. I hope the battle goes well then."

	"It should pose no problem," replied the child calmly.

++++++++++++++++++++++

	Ranma had Saffron by his throat. The birdman was making gurgling noises
through his shattered neck as his eyes bulged and stared forward in
terror. "Really Saffron. I expected much more. You're not really a god
you know, just a pathetic excuse for an immortal. If you were a god I'd
probably have half of heaven storming this place by this point."

	The god's arms flailed to life again as the nerve connections
reestablished themselves. He gripped at the thing's arms even though
doing so caused blisters to appear on his fingers and hands. 

	"Do you think they heard you down below when you begged me for mercy,
pleaded for me to finally kill you? I have good news boy, your suffering
is over, for now." He tossed the body on the ground in a heap after he
broke his neck yet again. "You're getting low on power. I don't think
you'll be able to keep reviving yourself any longer. Tell your people, I
am their new god."

	Saffron was barely able to breathe. He simply wheezed on the ground in
a broken heap that slowly started to reform itself. His eyes gave
everything away. He simply had no fight left in him. 

	"Good boy," said the saiyan as he turned his eyes towards his
approaching daughter.

	"I see you over did it."

	"It will take him longer to forget this way. If he remains alive he'll
grow stronger and start thinking he can take me. I'll probably have to
remind him this way periodically actually. If it becomes too much
trouble I'll just destroy him. Any who resist his command to surrender
are to be executed immediately. Hunt them down and destroy them. Now
go."

	She growled at him as she turned towards the two birdmen that she had
forced to come with her. They were cowering in fear with their eyes
locked on their former god. 

	"You heard him. Follow his commands or die a horrible and painful
death. Try to run away and I'll hunt you both down."

	The pair nodded and spread their wings. They rose into the air and
quickly flapped away. The woman had captured them and dragged them both
there forcibly when she'd found them cowering in the forest below.

	"Kuroi. I have them," said Ranma into his watch as he ignored her. 

	The boy's calm voice replied from a small earpiece. "Excellent. Take
them to their village and I'll have a team there shortly. They need to
be trained."

	"I've got the list of jobs. I'll have them separated by the time you
arrive."

	"How many do we have?"

	"My estimation is around nine hundred men."

	"What of women and children?"

	"That isn't wise. If we treat them too badly they'll fight much harder
against us. Revolt would be bothersome at this point, best save that
sort of thing for later, when they've outlived their usefulness. They
need to be treated as well as we can treat them within our timeframe."

	"What?"

	"We're giving them galaxy class starships and fighters. You figure out
the rest."

	"Heh. Point taken."

	"Once I get some information I'll find a way to make them a little more
comfortable than they were under Saffron. If we play our cards right
we'll get him with us instead of merely using him as a puppet to show
off our power."

	"Explain," stated Kuroi.

	"Give them privileges over the humans. Make them think they are a
ruling class. They'll help us keep them under control. Eventually
they'll try to be rid of us, once they grow arrogant enough to think
they might be stronger. I've given us a few years tonight at least I
think."

	"Heh. I like this," said the boy calmly. 

	"I thought you might," replied Ranma coldly. "I've got business to
attend."

	"I'm watching you."

	"I know," he replied as he looked up at the sky and grinned.

	"Those two cowards should have found their friends by now," said Chibi
Usa as she walked up behind her father and smirked. 

"Go with them to spread the spirit so they get the point. Don't kill any
if you don't have too. We need them alive, and in relatively good
condition. We're about to turn all of them into a ruling class."

	"What for?" snorted the woman irritably.

	"Having numbers is always a plus," he replied calmly. "If we treat them
correctly, we'll have their loyalty. Fear is strong for motivation, but
for loyalty you must satisfy their most basic desires."

	The woman frowned as she glared at him. "What? We have to feed them?"

	"Fool. How can someone so stupid really be my daughter?" he grumbled to
himself. "I said desires, not needs. Give them power over something
that's too pathetic for you to notice. Rule them firmly, but let them
play all they want with the humans. They'll keep the population that
remains after this well under control. After all, everyone desires
power. We rule them, and through them the planet."

	"A noble class?"

	"Now you're getting the point."

	"How quaint," she growled as she glared at the jungle below them. 

	"Nice is for another day though. Today we show them what suffering is,
and then we'll forgive them for having such a weak god and allow them to
follow us. I don't want a single one to escape alive. I also want enough
left of any you have too kill so they can be identified by the others
and counted. I'd like to have the exact number when I see you again."
Deep down inside him, he felt a little proud of the grin he received in
reply to that as she floated into the sky. "Too bad she's so stupid."

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