Ranma looked at what he had become and wondered what kind of chaos his life had turned into, as now he was some kind of stinky plant which seemed to be able to cause fires. This was obvious from the fireball which he had created after firing a blast of flame from his hands. So now he was wondering how he would be transforming back into his human form. It had been almost ten minutes since he had slammed down the face of the watch, which had caused the transformation into what he had become. Whatever it was he had become.
The the watch like item which had been green and shifted from his wrist to his chest, was flashing red and bleeting or beeping. Ranma was not sure which of the sounds would best explain the tone which was beeing emitted by the former watch. He was then bathed in a green flash which signaled a transformation into the creature, before looking down at himself and noticing human flesh and clothing.
'Okay, some kind of flying saucer pod crashes into the park where I am practicing. Pod opens and watch 'jumps' at me, shocking me enough not to dodge it like I could have done. I start poking it around with it, the face raises and an image of a monster appears. One of ten monsters, which I stop on the one with the plant body before pressing down the face... which changed me into the monster shown.
So I now have a stupid water triggered girl curse, a few insane arranged marriages thanks to my father, an amazon after me to be her husband due to out of date rules, and half a dozen rivals who are out for my blood most of the time. Now I have some kind of alien gizmo which turns me into monsters or aliens. What's next? Ghost? Werewolves? Frankenstein monsters after my blood?' thought Ranma as he tried to make sense of the problem which he had gotten himself into.
The first thing Ranma thought of was his martial arts, since this was the one subject which had been burnt into his mind with all of the unethical training Genma Saotome had provided his son. The obvious problem being, 'I'm going to have to get use to more then twenty different body types at most if my curse effects the form I take when using this alien... alien... alien whatever. I had to adjust to the change in size and reach of my female form, as well as changes in centre of gravity. It all effects the uses of any move which I can use, for any kind of martial arts I have learnt to expand my understanding of the Saotome school.
But now I have ten forms, which could include male and female versions of the same alien monster. Who knows how different the females might be from the males I saw on the watch... if it was males I saw on the watch. Okay, I am going to need to work on this. Just as long as I don't ask one of those questions, I should be safe. I don't want to tempt fate...'
With the single thought acting like some kind of trigger, a huge crash occured in a nearby section of the woods. Ranma groaned at the jinx he had placed on himself just by thinking about not jinxing himself. He repeated a mantra which had been told by him to his father, even if the old man never seemed to life up to it all of the time, "A martial artist duty is ta protect the weak from danger. Which includes what ever alien is after the thing on my wrist and is looking for me because of it. I'm just trying to figure out if I want them ta be friendly so they can take this off, or unfriendly so I can kick some of my anger off on it's ass."
Ranma ran off to the landing sight.
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