Setsuna took a deep breath, as she reset the time gate to find the last inner senshi. When she saw the screen she groaned, and said, “Another monster, the universe must hate me. Not only that, she is in the same ruin as Ranma, the only good thing about this is that she is in the opposite direction from the exit Ranma will most likely use.” Setsuna paused, and said something that is taboo to say about anything involving Ranma, in fact there were people in the Japanese government, that were trying to make a law against it. “It can’t get any worse.”
As she said that Makoto the Lizardman race, looked up as she heard and felt a rumbling. Rock dust fell from the ceiling for a few seconds then the tremor ceased.
Setsuna used the gate to check on what happened, and to put it mildly, cursed up such a storm that Mount Everest, would have melted from the heat of her anger, and the multilingual profanity. The stairs that she was counting on taking Ranma AWAY from Makoto had collapsed, which left the only way out, through Makoto’s lair. She only stopped when a small piece of the gate fell off, and reminded her that she needed to take it easy around the gates until they repaired themselves… in about one thousand years, what’s worse is that while the damage isn’t retroactive it still won’t be safe to try and manipulate events for nearly a century before she broke the gates.
She watched as a wax sealed jar fell on Ranma dousing him with water, the resulting girl was NOT a petite, well endowed red head. Instead a girl only a few inches shorter than Ranma with a more tanned complexion, purple eyes, and green hair stood there sighing in frustration before pulling a thermos out and dousing herself with hot water. She saw him turn toward his two followers and explain about Jusenkyo.
Ami just nodded, and said, “That’s no problem master.”
Please don’t call me master, Ami,” Ranma said, annoyed.
“What do you want me to call you?” she responded
“Ranma is fine,” he said with a sigh.
Hotaru also put her two cents in, “I also don’t have a problem with being with you.”
Ranma had to ask, “Don’t you find this strange?” He saw them both look at him oddly. He blushed, and answered his own question, “Right, stupid question, well lets continue.”
While Pluto waited for the inevitable meeting between Ranma and Makoto, she looked back in time shakily. She didn’t want to know, but she HAD to know. As the years turned back, she saw that she WASN’T married to Genma, and she hadn’t born his child, but he was still her son. She watched the scene play out, knowing that she couldn’t change a thing. She watched as she approached a grieving woman, who had just found out she was sterile, and offered to let her use one of her eggs. Setsuna watched, as she made a contract with the woman and a man, in the presence of a notary. The contract stated that if she deemed that they were unfit to be parents that she could have him transferred to her clan, voiding any claims on his honor associated with their name. Finally she saw herself write a note and stick it on the back of the time gate.
Setsuna blinked, then walked around the gate and took the note down. The note was angry and insulting and said this: YOU IDIOT! RANMA WAS NEEDED TO TAKE DOWN A FOE THAT THE SENSHI WEREN’T READY FOR! YOU NEARLY KILLED MOST OF JAPAN, INCLUDING THE SENSHI, BY TRYING TO REMOVE RANMA! I TOOK HAD TO TAKE THIS STEP TO PREVENT THAT! WE WILL SOON MERGE INTO ONE, BUT I WANTED TO GIVE YOU A PIECE OF MY MIND BEFORE THAT!
She looked at the note, and then set the gates to watch Ranma’s life play out, needless to say she was furious at how he was treated, yes she tried to eliminate him, but she never actually tried to make his life that kind of hell. She paled as she saw the battle with saffron. “My god, the senshi weren’t even active then.” The power being thrown around boggled her mind, considering that one of them had no magic enhancement what so ever. “If Ranma wasn’t born, we would all be dead.”
Shaking slightly she started to feel the merging of her new self with her old one. Dismissing it as inevitable she turned back toward where Ranma (Her Son!) was about to meet Makoto.
“What the?” Ranma said, as he entered the lair, and saw what lived there.
It was a girl, she looked about seventeen, had a fairly large chest, wearing a green armor chest plate over what looked like a one piece pale green bathing suit cinched at the waste by a brown leather belt. The bottom of the chest plate was held in place by another belt. She wore metal shoulder pads to supplement her chest plate and hip guards as well all of them colored green with silver trim. She had long gloves that covered the back of her hands to just above the elbows and was secured by a belt. Lastly she has on dark green leggings that went from mid thigh, and disappeared into what looked like a pair of mid calf boots, with the part from just above the ankles down removed. A sheathed long sword of western design completed the outfit.
While the clothes were odd they weren’t what stopped Ranma. What stopped him was the green clawed hands and feet, the green fan like ears, her green dragon like eyes, and her thick lizard like tail. All of these features screamed ‘not human.’
“Who are you?” she asked
“I am Ranma Saotome a martial artist that was conned into doing a job by my father. And the two following me are Hotaru,” he gestured to her, before continuing, “and Ami,” he finished pointing at the mentioned girl.
Ami nodded at Makoto, while Hotaru shyly waved.
“You’re a martial artist?” Makoto asked, with a gleam of excitement in her eyes.
I’m the best,” He replied confidently.
“Fine, I’ll lead you out, but in exchange I want a match.”
Ranma nodded and thought, she looks like she could give me a good fight, this should be interesting.
Makoto lead the group through the rest of the ruins, until they came out the back of them.
“We’re out, now let’s fight,” Makoto said while drawing her sword.
Ranma nodded as he got into a fighting stance, he then said, “Ami will you call the start of the fight?”
The golem nodded, and said, “Ready, fight.”
With speed and strength the original Makoto would have envied, the Lizardman dashed in, and attacked with a blinding combo with her sword. Ranma jumped over her, and kicked her in the back, using it as a spring board, and sending her into the ground.
She easily stood back up, and said, “not bad, lets see how you handle this, IMPULSE!” as she said the word, ‘impulse’ a wave of power slid around the ground toward Ranma.
He easily jumped over it and yelled, “Moko takibasha!” and sending a blast of gold confidence boosted chi at her.
She frowned, and using a chi infused sword slice, dissipated the chi attack. “Using emotional chi? Pathetic.”
What about you? Your attack seems to be purely ground based; at least mine can hit something not standing still like a statue. What are you so weak, and slow that you can’t hit someone that can go over it?” he responded tauntingly.
Makoto, saw red, and said, “I’ll show you little man.” She then attacked, hot with angry energy.
Ranma smiled, and a quick spiral later, “HIRYUU SHOUTEN HA!” A tornado springs up carrying the hapless lizardgirl up into the sky, dissipating, and dropping her unconscious to the ground.
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