Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Sanctuary ❯ The Dragon's Blessing ( Prologue )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: ironneko 
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Martial Arts / Supernatural / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 11.09.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Martial Arts / Supernatural / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 11.09.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
Sanctuary
by RaZiel
Disclaimer: all characters belong to their respective creators. The plot however is all mine (at least I think so...)
Prologue: The Dragon's Blessing
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The fight against Saffron had taken its toll on the pigtailed martial artist's body as the teen struggled to remain standing.
"Why... don't... you... just... fall... down!!"
The Phoenix God was in a similar predicament as well, having his ascendence ceremony interrupted had seriously crippled the extent of his powers and he was forced to fight with limited options. However the battle was steadily wearing his opponent out whilst he remained unharmed, or at least that is how he appeared to be. In truth, his regenerative abilities had been a lifesaver, given that without them he would have fallen a long time ago.
Ranma was going to lose the battle, and he was well aware of it. He just needed to buy enough time so Ryouga could get to the spring and collect the water needed to bathe the doll-like Akane in order to restore her previous form.
'This is not good... I can't reach the spring, and Saffron just keeps lobbing those stupid fireballs all around me,' the teen though as he continued evading the fiery projectiles being hurled his way, 'I'm not going to be able to keep this up for long,'
He winced as a searing ball of flame flew past his left shoulder, slightly charring the skin of his unprotected body.
"Ugh... damn... I can't hold on much longer..." he muttered to himself as he wove his way around the incoming flames. The son of Genma Saotome (a fact that would remain true no matter how badly he himself wanted to deny it) directed a troubled look towards the higher part of Jusendo, over the small plateau where he was currently fighting the bird-man. He was glad to see his rival/friend (which was still open to discussion) was more than halfway up, but he knew he just had to buy Ryouga some more time before he could get to the top.
Gripping the artifact that had allowed him to survive this long, Ranma steeled himself for what he believed would be the definitive moment in the battle. Summoning his ki and using it to wield the magical freezing power of the Gekkaja, he stared directly into the eyes of his opponent and, for a second, the fiery god felt a semblance of fear.
The fighter leapt into action as he instantly closed the distance between himself and the phoenix, a minor whirlwind of ice had begun to envelop his form as his battle aura burned brightly, 'I've got one chance to make this work, if it doesn't...' he didn't want to think of the outcome should he fail.
"You fool! You think you can stand up to a god?" Saffron, once again, gathered from within himself a gigantic sphere of flame and prepared to utterly incinerate the presumptuous landling who had dared to interrupt his ascension ceremony.
'Now!' thought Ranma as he moved into position the precise instant that Saffron released the fireball he had conjured.
"Hiryuu hyuu toppa!!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs as he grasped the full power of the Gekkaja and used it to create a modified version of the Heavenly Dragon Ascension Wave.
Saffron was blown away by the resulting blast as the power generated by his flame kept fueling the ferocious winds unleashed by the pigtailed boy.
As he rode the twister, confident that he had finally been able to best his opponent, Ranma took a second to check up on the tiny doll he held so tightly within the confines of his very own hand. What had once been his fiancee was now nothing more than a porcelain construct, as fragile as the material it was made of.
That second would prove to be his undoing.
With no warning whatsoever, Ranma was ripped right out of the current by the Phoenix God himself, who had apparently recovered from the previous attack and was now in what could qualify as a 'berzerker rage'.
Caught by surprise, the mortal dropped the figurine he had held so carefully. He instantly disengaged from his captor in a desperate attempt to beat gravity in order to reach what was left of Akane while the kami stared at him with a look of unbridled wrath.
Just as Ranma was catching up to her, Saffron summoned the biggest fireball he could muster with his power, and aimed it towards the falling teen.
The battle had been carried over from the top of Jusendo into the valley of the cursed springs. The guide exited his hut and was shocked to find that not only was there someone falling towards an uncursed spring, which held the most amount of chaotic magic as the spirits tended to create as many curses as possible, but that the Phoenix God's magic was about to come into contact with that same spring.
The guide quickly took off towards the Amazon village while muttering to himself every single prayer he knew and a few others he made up as well. Grateful that his daughter was in someone else's custody, he deserted the cursed training ground in order to avoid whatever disaster would follow.
Before Ranma Saotome's unbelieving eyes, the doll that was once Akane Tendo broke into thousands of pieces as it impacted with the water of the spring just below him.
He did not feel the searing pain that would have accompanied the scorching of his flesh due to the fireball, nor did he see the flash of light that followed after the resulting clash between Jusenkyo's magic and Saffron's own. All he saw was his fiancee breaking apart, over and over again...
The Phoenix God fell to his knees panting with exhaustion. That last attack had literally burned him out, and he could feel himself dying once again. As he submitted into the cold embrace of death while awaiting his following ressurrection, he couldn't help but smirk triumphantly. For Ranma Saotome was no longer part of this world.
***************
An unconcious Ranma was floating in a black void. No sounds could be heard anywhere. No place could be seen nearby. Just the martial artist and a veritable ocean of black that engulfed him.
A pale glow appeared before the fighter as the abstract lights slowly began to take shape.
"Your destiny beckons you Ranma Saotome," a powerful voice echoed throughout the entire domain, "though it is still before your time, this world can wait no longer. Hatred, Terror and Destruction have began ravaging the land already while Sin, and Lies still fight over the underworld. Only you hold the key to make this world into a true Sanctuary."
A talon made of pure bone extended from within what could now barely pass as a dragon, and released a small burst of magical energy.
The bone spirit, which was said to contain part of the very essence of the caster was one of the most powerful spells a mage could cast. It slowly advanced towards Ranma's inert form, and a bright light once again exploded from within him as it collided with the center of his chest.
"Go now my avatar, and may your power be enough to save us all..."
With those final words, the mythical beast known as Trang Oul faded from existance.
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Author notes:
I know you guys are gonna hate me for doing this but I was just dying to get this off my chest for a while. I've dropped enough blatant hints so anyone can guess what this will crossover with, and I'm rather pleased to say that I've only see a few of these in the fanfiction realm. If anyone can't figure out what the other element is... then you'd better hope I continue it ne?
The prologue is kind of short, basically because I don't plan on making regular updates here, even though I pretty much have this one all mapped out. E-mail me or drop a review so I know which ones to prioritize cause I have less free time by the minute, and I could use the feedback.
PS: Just a small comment, I did in fact update TSS around the fifth, but ff.net didn't count it as an update so I had to tinker with the options a bit till I got it to work... about 2 weeks later.
Anyway, you know the drill... comments, flames (constructive hopefully) anything to let me know someone actually reads this, e-mail me at either ironneko @ hotmail.com or ironneko @ yahoo.com.ar .
PS2: Do not send me attachments since I WILL delete any mails I receive that have more than 10k unless I have arranged it with someone.
by RaZiel
Disclaimer: all characters belong to their respective creators. The plot however is all mine (at least I think so...)
Prologue: The Dragon's Blessing
******************
The fight against Saffron had taken its toll on the pigtailed martial artist's body as the teen struggled to remain standing.
"Why... don't... you... just... fall... down!!"
The Phoenix God was in a similar predicament as well, having his ascendence ceremony interrupted had seriously crippled the extent of his powers and he was forced to fight with limited options. However the battle was steadily wearing his opponent out whilst he remained unharmed, or at least that is how he appeared to be. In truth, his regenerative abilities had been a lifesaver, given that without them he would have fallen a long time ago.
Ranma was going to lose the battle, and he was well aware of it. He just needed to buy enough time so Ryouga could get to the spring and collect the water needed to bathe the doll-like Akane in order to restore her previous form.
'This is not good... I can't reach the spring, and Saffron just keeps lobbing those stupid fireballs all around me,' the teen though as he continued evading the fiery projectiles being hurled his way, 'I'm not going to be able to keep this up for long,'
He winced as a searing ball of flame flew past his left shoulder, slightly charring the skin of his unprotected body.
"Ugh... damn... I can't hold on much longer..." he muttered to himself as he wove his way around the incoming flames. The son of Genma Saotome (a fact that would remain true no matter how badly he himself wanted to deny it) directed a troubled look towards the higher part of Jusendo, over the small plateau where he was currently fighting the bird-man. He was glad to see his rival/friend (which was still open to discussion) was more than halfway up, but he knew he just had to buy Ryouga some more time before he could get to the top.
Gripping the artifact that had allowed him to survive this long, Ranma steeled himself for what he believed would be the definitive moment in the battle. Summoning his ki and using it to wield the magical freezing power of the Gekkaja, he stared directly into the eyes of his opponent and, for a second, the fiery god felt a semblance of fear.
The fighter leapt into action as he instantly closed the distance between himself and the phoenix, a minor whirlwind of ice had begun to envelop his form as his battle aura burned brightly, 'I've got one chance to make this work, if it doesn't...' he didn't want to think of the outcome should he fail.
"You fool! You think you can stand up to a god?" Saffron, once again, gathered from within himself a gigantic sphere of flame and prepared to utterly incinerate the presumptuous landling who had dared to interrupt his ascension ceremony.
'Now!' thought Ranma as he moved into position the precise instant that Saffron released the fireball he had conjured.
"Hiryuu hyuu toppa!!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs as he grasped the full power of the Gekkaja and used it to create a modified version of the Heavenly Dragon Ascension Wave.
Saffron was blown away by the resulting blast as the power generated by his flame kept fueling the ferocious winds unleashed by the pigtailed boy.
As he rode the twister, confident that he had finally been able to best his opponent, Ranma took a second to check up on the tiny doll he held so tightly within the confines of his very own hand. What had once been his fiancee was now nothing more than a porcelain construct, as fragile as the material it was made of.
That second would prove to be his undoing.
With no warning whatsoever, Ranma was ripped right out of the current by the Phoenix God himself, who had apparently recovered from the previous attack and was now in what could qualify as a 'berzerker rage'.
Caught by surprise, the mortal dropped the figurine he had held so carefully. He instantly disengaged from his captor in a desperate attempt to beat gravity in order to reach what was left of Akane while the kami stared at him with a look of unbridled wrath.
Just as Ranma was catching up to her, Saffron summoned the biggest fireball he could muster with his power, and aimed it towards the falling teen.
The battle had been carried over from the top of Jusendo into the valley of the cursed springs. The guide exited his hut and was shocked to find that not only was there someone falling towards an uncursed spring, which held the most amount of chaotic magic as the spirits tended to create as many curses as possible, but that the Phoenix God's magic was about to come into contact with that same spring.
The guide quickly took off towards the Amazon village while muttering to himself every single prayer he knew and a few others he made up as well. Grateful that his daughter was in someone else's custody, he deserted the cursed training ground in order to avoid whatever disaster would follow.
Before Ranma Saotome's unbelieving eyes, the doll that was once Akane Tendo broke into thousands of pieces as it impacted with the water of the spring just below him.
He did not feel the searing pain that would have accompanied the scorching of his flesh due to the fireball, nor did he see the flash of light that followed after the resulting clash between Jusenkyo's magic and Saffron's own. All he saw was his fiancee breaking apart, over and over again...
The Phoenix God fell to his knees panting with exhaustion. That last attack had literally burned him out, and he could feel himself dying once again. As he submitted into the cold embrace of death while awaiting his following ressurrection, he couldn't help but smirk triumphantly. For Ranma Saotome was no longer part of this world.
***************
An unconcious Ranma was floating in a black void. No sounds could be heard anywhere. No place could be seen nearby. Just the martial artist and a veritable ocean of black that engulfed him.
A pale glow appeared before the fighter as the abstract lights slowly began to take shape.
"Your destiny beckons you Ranma Saotome," a powerful voice echoed throughout the entire domain, "though it is still before your time, this world can wait no longer. Hatred, Terror and Destruction have began ravaging the land already while Sin, and Lies still fight over the underworld. Only you hold the key to make this world into a true Sanctuary."
A talon made of pure bone extended from within what could now barely pass as a dragon, and released a small burst of magical energy.
The bone spirit, which was said to contain part of the very essence of the caster was one of the most powerful spells a mage could cast. It slowly advanced towards Ranma's inert form, and a bright light once again exploded from within him as it collided with the center of his chest.
"Go now my avatar, and may your power be enough to save us all..."
With those final words, the mythical beast known as Trang Oul faded from existance.
****************
Author notes:
I know you guys are gonna hate me for doing this but I was just dying to get this off my chest for a while. I've dropped enough blatant hints so anyone can guess what this will crossover with, and I'm rather pleased to say that I've only see a few of these in the fanfiction realm. If anyone can't figure out what the other element is... then you'd better hope I continue it ne?
The prologue is kind of short, basically because I don't plan on making regular updates here, even though I pretty much have this one all mapped out. E-mail me or drop a review so I know which ones to prioritize cause I have less free time by the minute, and I could use the feedback.
PS: Just a small comment, I did in fact update TSS around the fifth, but ff.net didn't count it as an update so I had to tinker with the options a bit till I got it to work... about 2 weeks later.
Anyway, you know the drill... comments, flames (constructive hopefully) anything to let me know someone actually reads this, e-mail me at either ironneko @ hotmail.com or ironneko @ yahoo.com.ar .
PS2: Do not send me attachments since I WILL delete any mails I receive that have more than 10k unless I have arranged it with someone.