MAGICAL GUARDIAN RANMA!

PREREADING AND EDITING ASSISTANCE BY:

Howard Melton,
Philip Jacobs,
Jeff Denniston
Lord Talon,
And some guy named Steve.

DISCLAIMER: 'Ranma �' and all characters therein belong
to Rumiko Takahashi, Shogagukan, Kitty, and Viz Video. This
fanfic has been produced for my own enjoyment and to pass
on without profit. Other characters that come into play in this fanfic
 may or may not be pulled from other sources (including other
fanficts, RPGs, manga, anime, literature, or possibly even GASP
American comic books!).

CHAPTER SIX:

R'hul kicked back and sucked on a bottle of ketchup as its impromptu
Godzilla marathon continued into the next morning. From the first one
done in a monochromatic medium of black, white, and grey, through
to the colorful smash-fests of the current day, R'hull was enjoying
every moment of them all. Alien and its sequil, Aliens, had been
enlightening and amusing. Enlightening in that humans had thought
of something capable of scaring it on first sight, but amusing from
that point on as the terror of the ever diminishing human casts
mounted. The Amityville Horror had been nice too.

R'hul supposed there was nothing keeping it from starting in on its
lead minion's anime collection. Well, other than sheer amusement
over the boy's impatience to watch the hentai selection he had
acquired without his parent's knowledge. More giant monster movies
it was then!

O  O  O

Akane rose with the sun, stretching her arms wide as she sat up and
yawned. Blinking a few times, she shook her head and tried to make
sense of her early morning thoughts.

"Weird dream," Akane giggled. "Me and Nabiki part of a Bishojo
Senshi team of magical girls! And those costumes!" She giggled some
more at the dream-like memories of the previous day. She was positive
that if it hadn't been a dream she would have died from embarrasment
walking around in front of her family wearing something that fit that
closely, let alone a complete stranger. It had felt so liberating though,
that she almost wished that she could wear something like that in real
life if she could feel that way while doing it.  "Wait till I tell Nabiki!"

And then her eyes grew wide as she noticed the scortch mark on her
floor from where she remembered tossing an orange halter top the
night before...

O O O

Nabiki slept on, quite comfortably snuggled in her bed, oblivious to
the early morning world as it woke up around her. Ranma's sapphire
token lay on her desk, where she had set it the night before...

O O O

Kasumi apreciated the help that the Saotomes where giving her this
morning. Between the fire damage and the water run-off from what
was once several impressive ice sculptures, the family room was a
mess. Genma had moved the contents of the room out into the yard,
where he was sorting them by level of salvagability. Ranma was
inspecting the damage, noting which seemed to be caused by what,
and apparently trying to come up with a way to reverse what his two
new charges had accidentally done.

"I don't know, Pop," the largish blue furred kangaroo rat tilted his
head to one side as he looked over the ruined television set. "I know,
please don't ask me how I know, I just do. Anyway, I know that what
Akane had managed to do was trigger the quick and dirty version of
her transformation. Fast, damn hard to interupt, and completely
destructive. It's meant for situations where she'd already be in combat
or if she had been captured or restrained somehow. All of the elements
have a transformation setting like that."

"So what seems to be the problem, Son?" Genma asked as he sorted
some fire damaged decorations from the water damaged ones. "Just
get Akane to use the other setting. Her transformation sequence
should then be similar to those of Nabiki and Shampoo, only with fire
instead of water or earth."

"Yeah, that would be the idea," Ranma agreed. "Unfortunately, I have
no idea how she triggered that setting to begin with. I'll need to have
the girls power up and down a few times and then try to compare
notes or something."

"That would seem to make sense," Genma nodded. "I'd recommend
getting them to pack several sets of old clothes that they don't wear
anymore, and then finding some place secluded and just have them
transform over and over again like a regular drill. Both ways, if they
can figure it out. I take it from the three armed kimono that Nabiki
doesn't have a complete handle on returning to normal yet?"

Ranma blushed at the memory of the two girls powering down for
the first time. Akane's power had flickerd and then guttered out
suddenly, leaving her not only topless, but completely naked. A
fact that had surprized no one, really, other than Akane herself.
And she hadn't noticed right away either, although seeing her
sister's transformation error had prompted her to check.

Nabiki's own power seemed to drain away as her odd hair and eye
coloration reverted to normal, with her costume dispersing as a fine
mist. Moments later, her kimono had reformed out of this same mist,
only with make-up stains and a third arm from what was presumably
the section of Akan'e's attire that had gotten caught up in things.
Even her bra had acquired an extra cup, which would probably have
been uncomfortable had any of it actually appeared on Nabiki.
Which it hadn't.

Instead, Nabiki's original attire reformed as a scattered pile of clothes
in roughly the area she was in, give or take the radius of a ten foot
dome centered on the now normal girl.

Akane had aquired the most interesting full body flush, while Nabiki's
left eye twitched for a few moments. Then both girls had decided to
head for bed, Akane's hasty retreat contrasting sharply with Nabiki
forcing herself to retain the self control for a more 'casual' return to
her room.

A little later Nabiki had come back, dressed in green pajamas. Picking
up the still dazed guardian beast, she brought him into the house and
gave Ranma to his father...

O O O

Shan Pu made good time during the night. As she had guessed, her
Earth Warrior form was revitalized nearly continuously while in contact
with the ground, which meant that she could cover vast distances in a
relatively short amount of time simply because she didn'y have to
pause for restbreaks. She could get tired by jogging or running, as the
canter of those paces caused a person's entire body to leave the
ground for brief moments, but a good brisk march had kept at least one
part of her body in direct contact with the ground at all times.

Shan Pu's pack, which had been ready to go for several weeks now,
was easily ten times as massive as she could have previously carried.
Perhaps unsurprizingly, most of the additional weight was comprized
of various stones. Nice, simple, and direct, being able to attack at
range with flying rocks was quite fun, and presumably useful for
staying out of reach of those demons that she'd rather not touch.

For a moment she reflected on the strange war garb she wore in her
role as a Warrior of Earth, as well as the other changes inherant with
her powered up state. The costume itself was colored in earth tones,
with some turqoise highlights. Sturdy boots and gloves were
reinforced with, of all things, jade and granite, and were surprisingly
comfortable despite their clunky and rigid appearance. The pants were
short, ending halfway down her thighs, and the shirt was also a
sleaveless, abriviated affair that left her midriff  bare. Both articles
had raised trim and decorative designs that felt like immovible stone
but moved  and flexed as easily as the rest of the material it was a part
of, which differed from body paint only in that she could remove it like
normal clothes. Granted, it would turn to sand when it left contact with
her, but she just took that as more proof of its magical nature.
Shan Pu's skin was currently a deep nut tan and her hair and eyes had
both become a rich deep brown that most in the village likened to
chocolate and one jeoulous warrior had called mud.

Once.

No one in the village had felt particularly inclined to make that mistake
within the range of Shan Pu's hearing again, although some took
Genma's theft of his son's token shortly thereafter as a sign that
Shan Pu had lost the favored Champion position.

Utter nonsense. Shan Pu would show them all by finding Ranma and
then leading whatever team of outsider women to victory over the
coming demon invasion! The strength of the Earth Warrior was not
to be taken lightly!

Emphisizing her thoughts, Shampoo hammered a tree with her fist
as she marched briskly past it, only to be surprized at the loud crack
and then crashing of the tree as it fell over and nearly landed on her!

Checking her bearings, the young Nichieju determined that the
sapphire token that contained her errant guardian beast was still far
to the east, towards the rising sun...

O O O

"So, where are we going again?" Nabiki asked her younger sister,
who had taken the lead once they left the house. Both girls were
dressed, as instructed by Ranma, in old clothes and were bringing
along a few sets of replacements in small back packs, along with a
bento Kasumi had prepared for each of them, and some extra money
if they ran late and wanted to get something to eat on the way home.
Ranma rode on Nabiki's shoulders in much the same way she had seen
the neighbor's cat, Hinakyo, do with his owners from time to time.

Funny how Ranma had stiffened up like that when she had
commented on that fact. But then she supposed that he would be
uncomfortable arround cats now that he was a kangaroo rat,
however large and blue he may be.

"There's a gravel storage lot on the edge of Nerima that Public Works
uses." Akane explained. "There shouldn't be anyone there on a
sunday, and there isn't much we could do to hurt gravel, is there?"

"That seems reasonable," Ranma agreed. Nabiki nodded as well.

The two sisters continued walking, occasionally being greeted by
someone that knew one or both of them. Most passersby assumed
that the fuzzy blue creature on the one girls shoulder was either a
toy or an exotic pet, while the rest didn't seem to know what to make
of Ranma and thus either stared at him or ignored him completely.

"So, Ranma," Nabiki asked after they had walked a considerable
distance, glad that she had decided to exercise to keep her figure.
"Tell us about Shampoo. You said that she was able to draw Earth
powers from your token?"

"There's really not all that much to say," Ranma said. "She kept me
in my token most of the time, so I didn't get to see her practice her
powers other than on a few occasions."

"When can we expect to meet her?" Akane asked curiously,
wondering what the only other team member so far was like.

"At the rate she's coming, I'd say in a few weeks at most," the blue
furred kangaroo rat responded. "She's been powered up since
yesterday evening and seems to be recharging herself by staying
in contact with the ground."

"So we can recharge ourselves with our elements?" Nabiki asked.
"That's good to know."

"Somewhat," Ranma nodded. "I think there are limits, but I'm not
sure what they are yet."

The girls thought about this and other things for a while.

O O O

R'hul decided to take a break from the monster movie marathon and
was currently examining itself in the bathroom mirror, pondering how
best to disguise itself. It's build was already mostly male, although
R'hul was actually genderless. It wasn't even very important, merely
being an advanced scout picked from its creche to poke around and
get things started on this end. If it failed, another would be sent in
its place easily enough.

Sighing, R'hul decided that it had better show some initiative and
actually do something for the cause if it wanted to be advanced to
the next level. Its minions had been spreading their tag, so perhaps
it was time to send one along to activate one. Preferably one of the
ones farther away from its current domicile.

With the impulse sent to a random minion, R'hul turned its attention
fully towards properly transforming itself...

O O O

Genma approached the door with no small amount of trepedition in
his heart, but his resolve remained strong and he knocked without
hesitation. Hearing movement inside, Genma reminded himself that
he was doing this for his son. For his family. To make up for the
mistakes of his past. No matter the cost to himself, so long as his
son was spared further injustice.

He had to do this for Ranma's sake. For his son, he'd have the
courage to face the greatest of dangers. And he would brave them
alone, bearing the full weight of responsibility so as to spare his son.

The door opened, revealing a woman with chestnut hair and familiar
blue eyes.

"Genma?" Nodoka asked. "Is that you?"

"No-chan," Genma began, "I have much to tell you..."

END CHAPTER SIX

OMAKE THEATER PRESENTS: Sucks to be R'hul

R'hul couldn't take it anymore!

It had to end! Where was the controller? How could he turn it off?

This travesty just could not go on any longer!

As R'hul slowly decended into quivering madness, its chief minion
came in with some more ketchup for his Master and wondered why
R'hul was watching My Neighbor Totoro...

O O O

SPECIAL TREAT - FFML EDITION:
Shan Pu as a magical girl - Two pics
http://www.forsaken-innocence.com/images/mgart/Magical_Girl_Shampoo.jpg
http://www.forsaken-innocence.com/images/mgart/Magical_Girl_Shampoo_Bust.jpg



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