Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ A Different Type of Visitor ❯ Chapter 03 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: enlu_tarsonis 
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Sci-fi | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 07.22.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 229 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Sci-fi | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 07.22.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 229 | Status: Completed
A Different Type of Visitor Premise
So, I've seen a few types of Rifts x-overs. And most of them are pretty decent. Heck, I kind of have one of my own. But now I want to tread down a path that most fic authors only do when they wish to get shunned, or have an ego trip. In my case it's the ego thing. So I decided to make a Super Character for an insert. No this is not me, nor is it my alter ego. But rather a character that I drew up for this Ranma-verse insertion. Maybe this'll make it past chapter 1, and maybe it won't. But anyway, here's the fic. Also the thanks for this idea came from reading The Arch Mage Saga. I wanted to do something along this line for a couple of years now, so I'm finally writing it out a bit in detail.
Standard disclaimer, don't own Ranma 1/2, or Rifts. Wish I had some stock or shares but I don't. I'm doing this for my enjoyment and for the enjoyment of any of my readers. May they continue reading my works after they read this.
Chapter 03
Soun Tendo sat in the living room of the Tendo residence. In his hands was the daily newspaper, and behind him was Kasumi arriving with the daily mail.
“Father, I have today’s mail.” Kasumi dutifully said to her father.
“Thanks Kasumi-chan. Please set it on the table.” Soun said while continuing to read his newspaper. After a few more minutes Soun put the paper down on the table on the other side of the mail. “Ah, now to see what dire bills need handling.” He said to himself with a chuckle. After sorting through the stack for a bit he came across a postcard of a Panda eating bamboo. Interested in what a postcard to himself could contain the Tendo Patriarch flipped it over and read the text to himself.
Soun old buddy,
I know that I’ve been gone for awhile, but Ranma and I have been delayed further in China. Make sure that everyone is ready for my arrival with my son.
Scene Break
Ranma-chan ducked under a staff that came at her from the side. Moving from her seemingly off balance stance the red haired girl flowed around the staff that was still where her shoulder would have been if she had not moved in the first place. The Amazon on the other end of the staff slowly started to withdraw her weapon as Ranma-chan moved backwards in a burst of speed.
Ranma-chan had just barely gotten out of range of the staff blow when a mace barely missed the space she had traveled through in her backpedaling. The red head then jumped to the side with a light spring and blocked a different staff that was aimed at her side. Letting the staff slide along her forearm bracer Ranma-chan moved towards the Amazon warrior wielding that staff and leapt over the girl in a forward flip. The petite girl then handsprung off the ground on the other side of the staff wielding Amazon but miscalculated the strength of the push on the ground and ended up lodged in a nearby tree top.
“Damn” Ranma-chan cursed to herself. “Stupid curse. Why’d it have to mess up my coordination so much.” Indeed her reflexes and coordination were completely off. Not only did Ranma find that in her cursed form she had different balance, and of course different proportions. But somehow everything seemed slightly different and even things that used to be simple tasks now required complete concentration as her old muscle memory added up to absolutely nothing anymore.
“Can’t jump correctly, can’t flip without hitting something.” What made it the worst though was the fact that she could no longer control the strength of her blows. She had always held something in reserve when she went into an attack. And even though she thought that she was holding back the same amount she found that objects reacted badly to her cursed form.
Ranma-chan righted herself in the tree only to accidentally crush the branch she held onto as if it was paper mache. “Ack!” The girl hollered out as she fell to the ground.
While she lay on her back thinking on what had happened the three Amazon Warriors she had been sparring with walked up to her and one of them giggled. “Outsider no so skilled as she make herself to be.”
Ranma-chan just growled hearing the Amazons broken Japanese. The Amazon girl continued saying something in the local dialect and the other two of them tittered a bit. Then she looked back at Ranma-chan and offered a hand down to the girl. “You no so bad though. But you need watch strength when trying fancy move.” The girl said to Ranma-chan who resisted the urge to say something along the lines of ‘No Duh.’
Scene Break
The Amazon Elder Cologne was watching over the sleeping four armed girl. It had been almost a week since the two red heads had come to the village. Cologne had also heard from one of the other Elders that the Jusenkyo Guide and some old man had come looking around for a boy a few days earlier. The aged woman snickered at that as she knew exactly who they were looking for. But with the exception of the village Elders no one knew about Ranma’s curse. Everyone thought that Ranma-chan and her strange companion were naturally women. Also under Colognes protection so that many of the outsider laws didn’t concern them currently.
Cologne turned her attention to the sleeping red head again. “I wonder who you are.” She said in Mandarin. “You look similar to Ranma, but you are not cursed.” She looked closer at the girl. “Or at least cursed by Jusenkyo.” This girl puzzled Cologne. She had been asleep for the last several days since they had found her and Ranma-chan. But in that time she had only slept and seemed to require no refreshment or food to sustain herself. Cologne had seen people in a coma before and they always after the first few days started to waste away if not given some form of sustenance. But not this girl, instead she seemed to only be down for a quick nap or something related.
To pass the time Cologne went into another room in her hut so as to look over the strange gear that the girl had. Though she had grown up in the remote village, Cologne was no stranger to technology. But what she saw baffled her, it even baffled the few college trained Amazons who had looked at it. The Elder knew that somehow this girl had come from the craft that flew over the village over a week ago, but she couldn’t see how she or any of her equipment could have come from anywhere near China.
Scene Break
Shampoo watched as one of her unblooded sisters offered a hand up to the outsider girl. She had overheard the earlier comments and felt that her sisters were greatly underestimating the capability of this new warrior. One of the reasons that Shampoo had not had contact with the girl yet is that she was an outsider. Shampoo didn’t like to deal with the world outside the Amazon nation. She felt that it should be perfectly fine if she never saw or heard from anyone outside the tribes. All she needed to do was to think about the Musk and the local Chinese government to know what all outsiders were like.
Even if this one girl acted different.
But Shampoo could see past the girls attempt to seem more clumsy and incompetent than she really was. There was no way that this girl could be defeated by some of the lower ranked warriors of the Jokentetsu. More to the point, there was no way that a girl with as much strength could have gained it unless she trained relentlessly. Shampoo knew for a fact that if the girl would stop pretending that she could match some of the highest ranked warriors in the tribe. “She must be trying to steal our techniques” The girl thought to herself with a tinge of jealousy.
Scene Break
Genma Saotome was on the edge of a stony mountain pass. He looked back into the valleys that he had left behind. In the last week he had managed to contact most of the tribes, but none of them had heard about his son. The Guide wasn’t much help either. After some talking the Guide mentioned that the only place left was the Musk, but those lands were nearly deserted right now. Genma didn’t know how tuff it would be to travel through some lands named after a scent type, but decided that it would be the best way to try to track down his son anyway. At the very least he’d be able to make sure that Ranma wasn’t there.
Genma was also thanking himself that he had managed to send out a letter at the beginning of his travel to find Ranma. “Soun should be receiving that letter soon. I hope that he’s prepared to have us there when we arrive.” The middle aged martial artist thought to himself.
He entered a small canyon pass with steep walls of rock on both sides. Looking about for a possible ambush Genma decided to be a bit more cautious this time. “At least I’m not a Panda right now” He muttered to himself under his breath.
Several moments later the slightly portly martial artist rounded a corner in the canyon passage and stopped as two men were standing in front of him, looking perhaps as startled to see him as he was to see them.
Scene Break
Cologne was just returning to the room that held the unconscious four-armed girl when she heard something talking in an unknown language. Cologne silenced her staff with a minor infusion of Ki at the tip so as to deaden the noise in order that whoever it was that was talking in the other room would not hear her.
The Elder then heard a sentence in that strange language that made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. "Either that's a string of curses that'll make a sailor blush, or a spell of some sort." She muttered to herself. She then decided that it would be best to find out who it was, perhaps their guest had finally awoken.
So thinking Cologne hopped into the room only to see the four-armed girl sitting up. Her upper right hand on top of her head tassling her hair, and her lower two arms bracing herself as she sat upright.
The girl had apparently heard the door open, as she turned around on the bed to look directly at Cologne. Of course her ear-piercing scream wasn't quite what Cologne imagined would happen.
Scene Break
Ranma-chan was just saying good bye to one of the Amazon girls that she was sparring with. "Dang, I've really got to retrain myself." She said as she flexed her muscles in one of her arms. They appeared to be smaller and much weaker than the muscles on her male form. But she knew that somehow her cursed form was stronger and faster than her birth form. Even worse she could only be in her uncursed form rarely as the village thought that she was a girl.
"At least Cologne explained their marriage laws and challenge customs to me." Ranma-chan mused to herself as she continued to walk. Just after she had woken up, but before Cologne had allowed her to leave the room, the Elder had explained a few things that Ranma-chan needed to keep in mind to keep out of trouble with the Jokentetsu.
The red head actually didn't have too much trouble with it except for being forced to remain female for awhile. But she was also curious about her companion that the Amazons had found with her. Ranma-chan didn't remember ever seeing the four armed girl before in her life, and felt a little guilty that she may be cursed or something related like she was. That maybe the neo-girl might be responsible for the unknown girl’s unconscious state.
Ranma-chan's introspection was brought to a literal screeching halt as she heard a loud yell that silenced even the local insects and birds. The young martial artist jetted from where she was over towards the sound. It had just barely stopped, but before it did the red haired girl managed to discern that it was coming from Colognes guest room that she shared with the comatose four armed girl.
Ranma-chan could see the low leveled hut now as she rounded a bend in the village. She saw that the window over her bed was still open so she leapt inside it to the open area of the floor. She quickly tucked and rolled to come up into a fighting stance. Surveying the room quickly Ranma-chan only saw Cologne staring bewildered at the four armed girl who was sitting up and had all four of her arms wrapped around her torso so as to cover up her ample bosom. The neo-girl came out of her fighting stance and stood in a relaxed pose and waited a moment to see what was going on.
Scene Break
Shakeera was slowly regaining consciousness. She didn't remember going to sleep, in fact the last thing she remembered was trying to rescue that black haired human. She sat up and found that she wasn't wearing any clothes. Though she'd often run around her ship in the buff, or not wear too much in her home in Dweomer, the four-armed girl knew that she'd not removed her armor from herself.
She stretched out her awareness so as to see if her attuned weaponry was nearby. "Good" She said to herself once she had felt that it was only a few meters from her location. Once that was confirmed she decided to take stock of her situation. She looked around the room she found herself in. It was barren, and she saw no evidence of technology anywhere. In fact the only light source that she could discern, besides the slight sunbeam of a early evening sunlight, was a oil lamp on a hand carved wooden desk at the other end of the room.
Shakeera stretched her muscles and let out a string of curses in Dragonese, which was her native language. The reason for her cursing was that she had just discovered how slack her muscles were. As if she had been out for several days.
While she was rubbing her head with one of her hands the door opened into the room. Shakeera was expecting perhaps a human or at least something on the same type of scale. What she was most definitely not expecting was something that looked like a cross between a gargoylite and a gnome.
"EEEEEEK!!" Shakeera screamed in startlement. As she finished up her shriek, and calmed down a bit from being startled the four-armed girl covered her breasts from its view. "What do you want?" She then calmly asked the strange creature balanced on a wooden cane in front of her. The creature looked at her in a curious tone and spoke out a string of words that Shakeera couldn't even place the dialect of. She decided to switch from Dragonese to Galactic Standard to see if that was understood. "I don't understand." she said.
Before Shakeera or the being in front of her could say anything more someone flew through the window and tucked and rolled upright into a loose fighting stance. Shakeera could immediately tell that this new being was very powerful, and experienced in hand to hand fighting. Then the four-armed visitor finally got a full view of what had just came through the open window. The red haired girl looked just like her with only two arms instead of four.
Chapter End
Authors Notes.
Shorter than normal I guess. I'll try to get the next chapter done soon. It should be longer. And it also should answer some of the questions that I'm sure some of my readers have.
So, I've seen a few types of Rifts x-overs. And most of them are pretty decent. Heck, I kind of have one of my own. But now I want to tread down a path that most fic authors only do when they wish to get shunned, or have an ego trip. In my case it's the ego thing. So I decided to make a Super Character for an insert. No this is not me, nor is it my alter ego. But rather a character that I drew up for this Ranma-verse insertion. Maybe this'll make it past chapter 1, and maybe it won't. But anyway, here's the fic. Also the thanks for this idea came from reading The Arch Mage Saga. I wanted to do something along this line for a couple of years now, so I'm finally writing it out a bit in detail.
Standard disclaimer, don't own Ranma 1/2, or Rifts. Wish I had some stock or shares but I don't. I'm doing this for my enjoyment and for the enjoyment of any of my readers. May they continue reading my works after they read this.
Chapter 03
Soun Tendo sat in the living room of the Tendo residence. In his hands was the daily newspaper, and behind him was Kasumi arriving with the daily mail.
“Father, I have today’s mail.” Kasumi dutifully said to her father.
“Thanks Kasumi-chan. Please set it on the table.” Soun said while continuing to read his newspaper. After a few more minutes Soun put the paper down on the table on the other side of the mail. “Ah, now to see what dire bills need handling.” He said to himself with a chuckle. After sorting through the stack for a bit he came across a postcard of a Panda eating bamboo. Interested in what a postcard to himself could contain the Tendo Patriarch flipped it over and read the text to himself.
Soun old buddy,
I know that I’ve been gone for awhile, but Ranma and I have been delayed further in China. Make sure that everyone is ready for my arrival with my son.
Genma
Mr. Tendo reread the postcard several times before a tear came to his eyes. “After all this time, finally our dreams will come true.” He stood up and went to find his daughters.Scene Break
Ranma-chan ducked under a staff that came at her from the side. Moving from her seemingly off balance stance the red haired girl flowed around the staff that was still where her shoulder would have been if she had not moved in the first place. The Amazon on the other end of the staff slowly started to withdraw her weapon as Ranma-chan moved backwards in a burst of speed.
Ranma-chan had just barely gotten out of range of the staff blow when a mace barely missed the space she had traveled through in her backpedaling. The red head then jumped to the side with a light spring and blocked a different staff that was aimed at her side. Letting the staff slide along her forearm bracer Ranma-chan moved towards the Amazon warrior wielding that staff and leapt over the girl in a forward flip. The petite girl then handsprung off the ground on the other side of the staff wielding Amazon but miscalculated the strength of the push on the ground and ended up lodged in a nearby tree top.
“Damn” Ranma-chan cursed to herself. “Stupid curse. Why’d it have to mess up my coordination so much.” Indeed her reflexes and coordination were completely off. Not only did Ranma find that in her cursed form she had different balance, and of course different proportions. But somehow everything seemed slightly different and even things that used to be simple tasks now required complete concentration as her old muscle memory added up to absolutely nothing anymore.
“Can’t jump correctly, can’t flip without hitting something.” What made it the worst though was the fact that she could no longer control the strength of her blows. She had always held something in reserve when she went into an attack. And even though she thought that she was holding back the same amount she found that objects reacted badly to her cursed form.
Ranma-chan righted herself in the tree only to accidentally crush the branch she held onto as if it was paper mache. “Ack!” The girl hollered out as she fell to the ground.
While she lay on her back thinking on what had happened the three Amazon Warriors she had been sparring with walked up to her and one of them giggled. “Outsider no so skilled as she make herself to be.”
Ranma-chan just growled hearing the Amazons broken Japanese. The Amazon girl continued saying something in the local dialect and the other two of them tittered a bit. Then she looked back at Ranma-chan and offered a hand down to the girl. “You no so bad though. But you need watch strength when trying fancy move.” The girl said to Ranma-chan who resisted the urge to say something along the lines of ‘No Duh.’
Scene Break
The Amazon Elder Cologne was watching over the sleeping four armed girl. It had been almost a week since the two red heads had come to the village. Cologne had also heard from one of the other Elders that the Jusenkyo Guide and some old man had come looking around for a boy a few days earlier. The aged woman snickered at that as she knew exactly who they were looking for. But with the exception of the village Elders no one knew about Ranma’s curse. Everyone thought that Ranma-chan and her strange companion were naturally women. Also under Colognes protection so that many of the outsider laws didn’t concern them currently.
Cologne turned her attention to the sleeping red head again. “I wonder who you are.” She said in Mandarin. “You look similar to Ranma, but you are not cursed.” She looked closer at the girl. “Or at least cursed by Jusenkyo.” This girl puzzled Cologne. She had been asleep for the last several days since they had found her and Ranma-chan. But in that time she had only slept and seemed to require no refreshment or food to sustain herself. Cologne had seen people in a coma before and they always after the first few days started to waste away if not given some form of sustenance. But not this girl, instead she seemed to only be down for a quick nap or something related.
To pass the time Cologne went into another room in her hut so as to look over the strange gear that the girl had. Though she had grown up in the remote village, Cologne was no stranger to technology. But what she saw baffled her, it even baffled the few college trained Amazons who had looked at it. The Elder knew that somehow this girl had come from the craft that flew over the village over a week ago, but she couldn’t see how she or any of her equipment could have come from anywhere near China.
Scene Break
Shampoo watched as one of her unblooded sisters offered a hand up to the outsider girl. She had overheard the earlier comments and felt that her sisters were greatly underestimating the capability of this new warrior. One of the reasons that Shampoo had not had contact with the girl yet is that she was an outsider. Shampoo didn’t like to deal with the world outside the Amazon nation. She felt that it should be perfectly fine if she never saw or heard from anyone outside the tribes. All she needed to do was to think about the Musk and the local Chinese government to know what all outsiders were like.
Even if this one girl acted different.
But Shampoo could see past the girls attempt to seem more clumsy and incompetent than she really was. There was no way that this girl could be defeated by some of the lower ranked warriors of the Jokentetsu. More to the point, there was no way that a girl with as much strength could have gained it unless she trained relentlessly. Shampoo knew for a fact that if the girl would stop pretending that she could match some of the highest ranked warriors in the tribe. “She must be trying to steal our techniques” The girl thought to herself with a tinge of jealousy.
Scene Break
Genma Saotome was on the edge of a stony mountain pass. He looked back into the valleys that he had left behind. In the last week he had managed to contact most of the tribes, but none of them had heard about his son. The Guide wasn’t much help either. After some talking the Guide mentioned that the only place left was the Musk, but those lands were nearly deserted right now. Genma didn’t know how tuff it would be to travel through some lands named after a scent type, but decided that it would be the best way to try to track down his son anyway. At the very least he’d be able to make sure that Ranma wasn’t there.
Genma was also thanking himself that he had managed to send out a letter at the beginning of his travel to find Ranma. “Soun should be receiving that letter soon. I hope that he’s prepared to have us there when we arrive.” The middle aged martial artist thought to himself.
He entered a small canyon pass with steep walls of rock on both sides. Looking about for a possible ambush Genma decided to be a bit more cautious this time. “At least I’m not a Panda right now” He muttered to himself under his breath.
Several moments later the slightly portly martial artist rounded a corner in the canyon passage and stopped as two men were standing in front of him, looking perhaps as startled to see him as he was to see them.
Scene Break
Cologne was just returning to the room that held the unconscious four-armed girl when she heard something talking in an unknown language. Cologne silenced her staff with a minor infusion of Ki at the tip so as to deaden the noise in order that whoever it was that was talking in the other room would not hear her.
The Elder then heard a sentence in that strange language that made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. "Either that's a string of curses that'll make a sailor blush, or a spell of some sort." She muttered to herself. She then decided that it would be best to find out who it was, perhaps their guest had finally awoken.
So thinking Cologne hopped into the room only to see the four-armed girl sitting up. Her upper right hand on top of her head tassling her hair, and her lower two arms bracing herself as she sat upright.
The girl had apparently heard the door open, as she turned around on the bed to look directly at Cologne. Of course her ear-piercing scream wasn't quite what Cologne imagined would happen.
Scene Break
Ranma-chan was just saying good bye to one of the Amazon girls that she was sparring with. "Dang, I've really got to retrain myself." She said as she flexed her muscles in one of her arms. They appeared to be smaller and much weaker than the muscles on her male form. But she knew that somehow her cursed form was stronger and faster than her birth form. Even worse she could only be in her uncursed form rarely as the village thought that she was a girl.
"At least Cologne explained their marriage laws and challenge customs to me." Ranma-chan mused to herself as she continued to walk. Just after she had woken up, but before Cologne had allowed her to leave the room, the Elder had explained a few things that Ranma-chan needed to keep in mind to keep out of trouble with the Jokentetsu.
The red head actually didn't have too much trouble with it except for being forced to remain female for awhile. But she was also curious about her companion that the Amazons had found with her. Ranma-chan didn't remember ever seeing the four armed girl before in her life, and felt a little guilty that she may be cursed or something related like she was. That maybe the neo-girl might be responsible for the unknown girl’s unconscious state.
Ranma-chan's introspection was brought to a literal screeching halt as she heard a loud yell that silenced even the local insects and birds. The young martial artist jetted from where she was over towards the sound. It had just barely stopped, but before it did the red haired girl managed to discern that it was coming from Colognes guest room that she shared with the comatose four armed girl.
Ranma-chan could see the low leveled hut now as she rounded a bend in the village. She saw that the window over her bed was still open so she leapt inside it to the open area of the floor. She quickly tucked and rolled to come up into a fighting stance. Surveying the room quickly Ranma-chan only saw Cologne staring bewildered at the four armed girl who was sitting up and had all four of her arms wrapped around her torso so as to cover up her ample bosom. The neo-girl came out of her fighting stance and stood in a relaxed pose and waited a moment to see what was going on.
Scene Break
Shakeera was slowly regaining consciousness. She didn't remember going to sleep, in fact the last thing she remembered was trying to rescue that black haired human. She sat up and found that she wasn't wearing any clothes. Though she'd often run around her ship in the buff, or not wear too much in her home in Dweomer, the four-armed girl knew that she'd not removed her armor from herself.
She stretched out her awareness so as to see if her attuned weaponry was nearby. "Good" She said to herself once she had felt that it was only a few meters from her location. Once that was confirmed she decided to take stock of her situation. She looked around the room she found herself in. It was barren, and she saw no evidence of technology anywhere. In fact the only light source that she could discern, besides the slight sunbeam of a early evening sunlight, was a oil lamp on a hand carved wooden desk at the other end of the room.
Shakeera stretched her muscles and let out a string of curses in Dragonese, which was her native language. The reason for her cursing was that she had just discovered how slack her muscles were. As if she had been out for several days.
While she was rubbing her head with one of her hands the door opened into the room. Shakeera was expecting perhaps a human or at least something on the same type of scale. What she was most definitely not expecting was something that looked like a cross between a gargoylite and a gnome.
"EEEEEEK!!" Shakeera screamed in startlement. As she finished up her shriek, and calmed down a bit from being startled the four-armed girl covered her breasts from its view. "What do you want?" She then calmly asked the strange creature balanced on a wooden cane in front of her. The creature looked at her in a curious tone and spoke out a string of words that Shakeera couldn't even place the dialect of. She decided to switch from Dragonese to Galactic Standard to see if that was understood. "I don't understand." she said.
Before Shakeera or the being in front of her could say anything more someone flew through the window and tucked and rolled upright into a loose fighting stance. Shakeera could immediately tell that this new being was very powerful, and experienced in hand to hand fighting. Then the four-armed visitor finally got a full view of what had just came through the open window. The red haired girl looked just like her with only two arms instead of four.
Chapter End
Authors Notes.
Shorter than normal I guess. I'll try to get the next chapter done soon. It should be longer. And it also should answer some of the questions that I'm sure some of my readers have.