Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Ranko's Journey ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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Ranko’s Journey
Chapter 2

As soon as she got outside she ran down the side ally and jumped to the roof.
Peaking out over the edge she waited. She waited fifteen minutes and the
green haired sorceress came out. She still followed the code of the martial
artist, the code that said that she must protect the weak and fight evil, and the
code would not allow her to leave a demon summoner alone.

Following along the roof tops she watched the woman walk at an unhurried
pace to an unknown direction.

* * *

Setsuna walked calmly down the street but inside she was cursing.

She wanted to transform and transport away but she could sense someone
following her and she did not want to show off her secret identity.

‘Who the hell was that girl’ as far as she knew the only Saotome that was
supposed to be that good was a boy called Ranma. ‘And who the hell
summoned a chaos demon.’

The truth was she was more worried about the fact that there must be a chaos
cult, a fairly powerful one considering the power of that demon, and that she
knew nothing about it. She was supposed to be protecting the world from
that sort of thing.

That was when a figure stepped out in front of her.

“Hello Pluto” said an inhuman voice. “it’s been awhile.”

Looking at his face she saw that a human face. An obviously possessed
human.

“Sorry don’t recognize you, I’ve killed so many demons their faces all blur
together.” she said flippantly.

Laughing it smiled, it was not a pretty sight.

“Come now don’t you remember me, I’m Bel’kor.”

Setsuna’s breath caught. Bel’kor was the most powerful Demon Lord.
Favoured champion of the Chaos gods and one hell of a jerk.

“What do you want,” Her mouth suddenly very dry.

Two more figures came out behind her.

“I know that the other sailors have been reborn I want to know their
identities.”

“You don’t actually expect me to tell you so they can be killed do you?!”

“We don’t want to kill them my dear. We want to let them live.”

“WHAT!”

“Yes we want to teach them about the glories of Chaos Gods and help
spread their word.”

“Your insane if you believe that I would help you.”

Each of the figures behind her put a clawed hand on her shoulder. “No I
didn’t think that you would cooperate with me so we are going to take you
with us and re-educate you to our way of thinking.”

‘Nooo‘, with the clawed hands holding her arms she couldn’t reach for her
transformation pen. She couldn’t let these…these…things take her she
needed to get away so she could transform.

Just as she thought that there was a hiss of air behind her followed buy a
small explosion and the hands holding her burst into black flames. She
quickly dived to the side ripping the claws off at the same time.

Looking back to were she was just standing she saw two demons whose arms
ended at their elbows. That was when a distortion of air with the same hiss
that she heard before came down from the rooftop hitting one of the demons
in the neck and the other in the chest. Passing right threw them it exploded
against the ground.

Following the blast was Ranko landing with the black hell fire burning bodies
between her and Bel’kor. Her hands she saw with surprise were glowing
yellow.

“Hello demon, hope your done sightseeing ‘cause I’m sending you back to
Hell”

Before he could say any thing she yelled “MOKO TAKABISHA” and let fly
a huge blast of golden energy at him. The blast burst right through his chest
leaving a hole that spilled no blood.

The body fell but did not die, it was she knew already dead. “It look like you
have a protector Pluto. I’ll be back for you.” With that the body burst into
flames but this time the fire was natural and soon turned the body to ash.

That was when Ranko turned towards her and asked, “are you alright.”

Her mouth still a little dry she just nodded.

“Then come on, it looks like you need a little help.”

* * *

Two o’clock in the morning found the two in a all night coffee shop sitting in
the corner. They were the only customers.

Sipping her tea Ranko asked “Who are these sailors that he was after?”

Looking into her coffee Setsuna was debating on how much she could tell the
girl. She knew that the legendary Ranma Saotome’s word was good as gold
but she had never heard of Ranko Saotome.

“I can see you don’t trust me so how about I tell you a little about myself.”
she said. “First off have you ever heard of Jusenkyo?”

“The cursed spring?” she said in surprise. At ’ Ranko’s nod, “yes I have.”

“Well that makes this easier, you see I was born as Ranma Saotome and
about a year and a half ago my father took me to the grounds for training.
We ignored the warnings of the guide and started sparing across the bamboo
polls. I got a lucky shot in and hit him into one of the springs. That is when
out popped a Giant Panda. Needless to say I was shocked, to shocked to
dodge the attack that the panda threw at me and I flew threw the air right into
the spring of drowned girl.”

She then proceeded to tell her about the event that led up to her separation
from Ranma and how she is still the same person as Ranma at least until they
were separated. Ranko said it because she knew what Ranma’s reputation
with his honour was like and that was her reputation was should be to.

Setsuna didn’t know if she was still in shock or she just craved a sympathetic
ear after so many lonely years but she told him every thing. About the Silver
Millennium, the war with Beryl how the Scouts were sent into the future and
that they were recently reborn. Then she told her about herself, that she was
the only survivor, and that she was the guardian of the time gates.

“Who was it that tried to capture you and what does he want with these
Scouts?”

“That was Bel’kor, He is the favoured champion of the Chaos gods. He
wants to corrupt their minds so that they use their power to do his bidding”

“Chaos gods?”

“They are evil gods from another dimension, Chaos. There are countless
minor deities but they are all controlled buy four beings of great power.

“Korne is the God of Blood and War, his followers collect skulls for his
throne and spill as much blood as they can in his honour. They hate magic
with a passion.

“Nurgle is the God of Disease and rot, his followers are so riddled with
infection and sickness that they feel no pain.

“Slanesh is the God of Dark Pleasure, His followers believe that if it feels
good then do it and nothing is wrong except to go against their god.

“and finally Tzeench, the god of Change, of all the factions Tzeench has the
greatest power over magic.”

“And witch one does Bel’kor follow?”

“All of them, he is the favoured champion of all of them.”

“Well that sucks, what did he mean by the fact that he will be back? I mean I
killed him right?”

“No. What you saw was his mind controlling a dead body. He probably
does not have the power yet to enter our dimension as the more powerful the
demon, the more power it takes to bring them across. That black fire that burns
their bodies is the release of the energy that keeps them here. It also burns
what passes for their soul and prevents them from being brought across again for
at least one thousand years.”

“Well then, it looks like you need protection. At least until this cult is
destroyed.”

“I can’t ask you to do this. You could be killed and it isn’t your fight.”

Ranko looked at her and gathered her thoughts. “Ever since I left home I
have been looking for who I am. I am no longer Ranma as I had been for
Seventeen years. Ranma is here and he has to live his own life. I am now
Ranko. Your cause and responsibility is the welfare of this entire planet.
You have told me that you have spent thousands of years guarding the
human race. I can’t even fathom the dedication it takes to do that. I can think
no greater cause to take up. Up until this point in my short four months of
existence I have been just wondering aimlessly. I mean look at me, I have
been fighting in underground pit-fights just to make money. This is exactly
what I have been looking for in my life. A cause that is right and that I can
throw my entire being behind. Not only do I want to help you, I need to help
you. The code that I live buy will allow nothing but for me to do every thing
that I can to help. I have the power and skills, that makes it my duty to do all
that I can.”

Setsuna was silent. She had not heard such a impassioned speech that came
strait from the heart in a long time. Not since her Queen all those millennia ago.
She did the only thing that she could. She accepted.

TBC

A.N.
Well that pretty much sets up the story. So what do you think. Please review.
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