Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ 1/2 an Age ❯ Prologue: Will of the Pattern, or is it Kitsune? ( Prologue )

Authors Notes Yes, the Ranma scene is from the Manga, volume 38.  I felt that I wasn’t being canon enough in the original version of the Prologue, and thus I have this rewrite.  Remember, in the Wheel of Time series, the snake people are the Aelfinn and they give answers to questions while the fox people are the Eelfinn and they grant three requests… for a price.  Why the Saffron scene?  Perhaps because I feel that this is the best point in the Ranma storyline for a divergence, at least where this story comes in.  Of course I added in some things to the scene, but the dialogue is directly from the translation I have of the Manga, save substituting “jerk” for “baka.”  Also in this story, any Japanese people who encounter the Eelfinn will call them “kitsune.”  They will also call the Aelfinn “daija.”  I will also be skipping certain parts of the Saffron battle as they are happening during the interlaced scenes.  I’ve noticed that Fanfiction.net is cutting out the “P” and the dash in “P (dash) chan.” So whenever I need to use that term, if at all, I will be using “Pchan” instead.  Oh, and I’ve been told that I don’t really have too good of a sense of humor, thus any jokes that seem bad, well… I’m trying aren’t I?   Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma 1/2. That honor goes to Rumiko Takahashi and her publishers: Viz and Kitty Films.  I do not own the Wheel of Time series.  The honor for that one goes to Robert Jordan and Tor books.  I also do not claim ownership of any other series that may get mentioned within this piece of fanfiction.  I do however claim ownership of my story.  It’s mine, if you ever, EVER, want to continue it on the off chance that I do decide to drop it, then you must e-mail me.  However, I don’t see that happening.   ************************************ 1/2 an Age By: Ellfangor8 (Ellf) ************************************ Prologue (Rewritten):  The Will of the Pattern, or is it Kitsune?   Standing upon the side of a massive mountain was a lone man.  The man, a boy really, with his hair up in a pigtail, wearing a red silk shirt with wooden buttons and black dungarees, was holding an icy blue staff.  The staff had a glaive-like blade sitting atop it.  The man was none other than Saotome Ranma, and the staff in his hand was the Gekkaja, the key to the Dragon Tap of Jusendo.  The cold water from the Dragon Tap was needed to restore Akane to her proper form.  Ranma glared icily up at his flying antagonist, a man with fiery orange locks that wavered behind him as his white wings kept him aloft.  His clothing was a regal Chinese tunic with a cape flapping behind him due to the flapping wings.  This was Saffron, the prince of Phoenix Mountain; the Phoenix-God.  He needed the hot water from the Phoenix Tap of Jusendo to complete his ascension so that he could provide light to his people.  Ranma’s confidence shone on his face as bright as his glare was icy; however, this was a façade.  He wasn’t so sure that he could beat him now.   I cut off his wings and they just grew back… What a gyp!  How am I supposed to beat this asshole now?!   Up above Ranma, Saffron cackled.  The puny landling had no chance of survival against the likes of him.  Such a fool!  It was time to let the mortal know his place; he would pay for interrupting his transformation.   “Heh, fool.  I am immortal, landling.  To even defeat me on this day, you would have to cut my entire body to pieces.” The Phoenix prince smirked. “But then, to do that…”   Saffron reached his hand back and viciously tore off one of his wings. His voice increased in volume as his tone radiated arrogance. “YOU WOULD HAVE TO GET CLOSE TO ME! LOTS OF LUCK, LANDLING SCUM!”   Ranma’s mask of confidence shattered to be replaced by confusion.  “He tore off his own wing?”   Now why the hell would the bastard do that?   Saffron appeared to be charging up for an attack, at least that was as near as the young martial artist could tell.  A corona of fire surrounded the Phoenix-God, becoming brighter and stronger as he spun the wing around his body at an increasing speed.  When Saffron finally reached the peak of his attack, he cried:  “Kotei Kaen Yoti!” (Blazing Emperor’s Wing)   The fiery circle was launched at the young martial artist who desperately moved to get away from the blast. ********************************************************************   Sitting in a room of the Tendo home was what can only be described as an old gnome-like man.  Most men this man’s age were long dead, and others weren’t even human.  From looking at him one wouldn’t be able to know it, but this was the Grandmaster of the school of Anything Goes Martial Arts.  With only his purple gi on, he sat in the center of two piles.  The pile to his left was what he considered his prize collection: a pile of women’s undergarments sorted by color and style.  On his right, however, was a pile of things that were very valuable to him, more so than his prize collection.  It was a pile of scrolls and tomes.  It was this pile that he looked through today.   “Hmm…  Pressure Points for Dummies; I don’t know why I picked that one up.”  He tossed the yellow and black book over to the side.  The aged man picked up another scroll.   “Oh… this one looks interesting… How to Cure a Jusenkyo Curse.  Nah, it looks too complicated.  I guess I’ll tear this one up.”  He held the scroll up with both hands, and with a speed that rivaled that of Ranma’s Amaguriken, proceeded to rip it to shreds.   “Ah… Here we go…  The Three Wishes of the Kitsune.  Three wishes, eh?  I think this one could work for me.”  He opened the scroll and began to read from it.  As he read it, the elderly martial artist began to grin.  The grin progressively got wider as he finished it.    “The location…. Hehehehe!  Sweeto!  It’s not too far outside of town!”  Happosai ran out the door, barely taking the time to nod to Soun.   ************************************************************** ******   “It is time to end this little dance! Die Ranma!” The Phoenix prince exclaimed as he unleashed another fireball towards Ranma.  Ranma was tugging at the Gekkaja which was stuck in the ground with its blade bent at a ninety degree angle to the staff before noticing the inferno sphere.  Luckily, Ranma managed to jump out of the blast’s way, and the enormous fireball struck the ground near the staff.  As the light faded, the pigtailed martial artist noticed that the Gekkaja was still there, and was water vapor coming up from the rocks around it?   What is going on here? The whole area is steaming, but there is no water there.  AH! Maybe the Gekkaja’s shape isn’t because it’s broken, but that’s how to turn it on!  I still have a chance!   With that thought Ranma began to run wildly for the Gekkaja.   “You are a fool to expose yourself!” Saffron yelled.  He began to charge up another fireball to toss at Ranma.   “Play with this for a while, feather brain!”  Ranma tossed some clothing up in the air, presumably containing Akane.  Saffron paused at that and a look of confusion passed over his face.   “How could you?  Using the girl who gave her life for you as a shield on purpose?!  YOU SCUM!  You disgust even me!”  As the clothing got closer to Saffron, he noticed that it was just twigs.  “AH! A fake, damn you!” Saffron incinerated the false doll with his flames as he launched the fire blast at Ranma.   “Damn straight!” Ranma stood ready for the blast as he struck the ground with the Gekkaja and pulled up a rock that was instantaneously frozen.  As the fireball struck the rock, it melted.  It was as Ranma suspected; the keys were exact opposites.  The Gekkaja was an ice weapon and the Kinjakan was the fire weapon. The young martial artist began to strike the ground with the Gekkaja, causing bits of rock to come up.  If one was looking carefully, they could see that the outcroppings of ice were beginning to form a spiral.  This move would be perfect to use against Saffron.   As he watched Ranma, Saffron made a snide comment, “What are you digging up the ground for, foolish landling?! You won’t need to dig your own grave!  I’ll leave only your ashes!”   Ranma, standing at the center of the ice spiral, looking at Saffron, replied “Oh, yeah? It’s party time, bakayaro!”   As the blast descended towards Ranma, he smirked.  This brat was making it easy for this move to work.   “For endangering Akane’s life, YOU WILL PAY! HIRYUU SHOTEN HA!”  Ranma thrust his fist into the air in a spiraling motion, causing a disruption in the convection current around him.  The result from this move is normally a tornado relative to the opponent’s strength and anger.  Because of the size of the fireball, the resultant tornado was massive, taller than the mountain of Kenseizan.  The tornado formed around both combatants, sucking them in.   **********************************************************   ; The aged grandmaster smiled as he came upon the arch that the scroll described.  It was made of red stone and was so twisted that it hurt even Happosai’s eyes to gaze upon it. Running down the edges of the doorway were three lines of etched triangles.  The arch was leaning against the wall of a cave.  The old pervert decided to gather his courage and walk through it.  Boy would he feel stupid if it turned out that the arch did not work, but the scrolls he “liberated” never lied before.  Nor did they this time.  As soon as Happosai set foot through the door he was transported to another world.   A person greeted the elderly martial artist as he entered the realm.  However, this person was not human; Happosai glanced up at the creature.  It was wearing a robe that accented its fox-like face.  Fur covered its body as its tail twitched behind it.  Happi stared and then realized that this one… this one was female.  It was blaringly obvious because of the shape of the creature’s body and the… ahem… ample upper torso.  The elderly pervert’s mind was torn between glomping this creature, stealing her undergarments and running away, or staying, behaving and getting his wishes.  No matter how piercing his instincts were, he beat them back with a twelve-foot stick in his mind and settled for staring in awe at the beauty of the creature.   “Kitsune…” he murmured.  The fox-like creature seemed to grin down at Happi. She spoke in Japanese.   “Ah, Japanese are you, good, good.   Have you complied with the agreement?  No lamps, no torches, no iron nor any musical instruments.”   Happosai nodded curtly.  “Of course not, Kitsune-san.  I follow what the scrolls tell me.”   “Excellent, then let’s bring you before them shall we?”   “Lead on, Kitsune-san, lead on.”   The being that Happosai identified as Kitsune led the aged grandmaster down a hallway decorated with various plants that gave off a light.  He walked slowly behind the female Eelfinn, gazing in wonder at the surroundings, at how different and yet the same this world was to their own. He was brought to a large door with markings of both foxes and snakes etched upon it.  The Kitsune gestured for him to go in.   **************************************************   Ranma smirked as he headed towards Saffron in the tornado created by his Hiryuu Shoten Ha.  He had never felt this good in a fight before, nor had he ever felt this terrible.  It was almost as if there was an additional energy crawling beneath his skin.  He knew this fight was for Akane’s life, but he felt wonderful!  He felt nauseous.  Chills went up and down his spine as he thought about winning.  He would win at all costs.  As the feeling coursed through him he approached Saffron from behind.   “Eat this, bastard! GEKKAJA!”  Ranma swung the ice key at Saffron, hoping that it would strike a vital part.  At the last minute, Saffron raised his right arm to block the blow.  Because the staff connected, Saffron’s upper right half of his body began to freeze solid.  As he held the staff in place he asked, “Who’s the fool?  I knew full well that the tornado wouldn’t blow you away, but it’s all the cover I need to get in close to you!  YOU ARROGANT SCUM!  You think you’re so superior! That no one else matters! You nearly killed Akane! For this, YOU WILL DIE!”   “DAMN YOU!”   As Ranma held tightly on to the staff, he glanced down at the doll-Akane in his shirt.  He hoped that she would be alright.  When glancing down, he saw a small aura of gold, but he didn’t understand what that meant.  However, that aura was slowly fading.    Shing! Saffron managed to push the Gekkaja away when he spotted the Kinjakan.   “Damn it!” Ranma shouted.   “The Kinjakan! This isn’t over yet!” Saffron flew towards the opposite key and grasped it. “Heh! I WILL NEVER YIELD! Just try your futile attack again! I will prove the error of your ways by death!”   Ranma gripped the Gekkaja tighter as he replied, “If you want it, you’re gonna get all you can handle and then some!”   Ranma directed himself towards Saffron, winding up for another strike.  As he swung at the Phoenix Prince, Saffron countered with the Kinjakan.  CLANG! There was the sound of metal against metal as both the martial artist and the god held their respective staffs together.  Suddenly, there was a flash of power coming from both staffs.  Their attacks were repelling each other.  There were two colliding spheres of power being perfectly repelled back at the wielders of the staffs.  The cold attack was being directed back at Ranma!   **************************************************   The room Happosai was in was decorated with all sorts of insignia.  Odd plants that gave off a dim light lit the room, and regal red carpets were spread out on the floor.  The architecture of the room seemed a combination of the Western Victorian style along with some Asian influences to it.  Etched on the walls were several glyphs in a language not known to men.  The Eelfinn were known to be fairly reminiscent of days long past, however this did not explain the modern architecture.  Perhaps this Age had brought so much that they wanted to keep some memorabilia.  Three of the fox-like people, one female and two males, walked into the room, barely acknowledging Happosai at first.  The males each had brownish fur and were wearing green robes with a silver fox head medallion around their necks.  The female, unlike the males, had snow white fur and was wearing a sky blue robe.  She too was wearing the silver fox head medallion.  They arranged themselves so that the female would be sitting in between the two males.  After getting situated in the room, they turned their attention to Happosai.   The male on the left spoke, “What is it that you want, elder one?”   “I have heard that there is a price to pay for the favors you grant.  Let me tell you my offer first.”   The foxes seemed to grin at that, and the female one spoke.  “One who knows of the agreement, very well elder one, make your offer of price.”   Happosai grinned with an almost evil glint in his eye.  “I offer the two heirs to the Anything Goes School as payment for your favors.  Akane Tendo, the heiress to the Tendo School, and Ranma Saotome, the heir to the Saotome School are yours to do with what you will.”   The male on the right spoke next, “You offer us your heirs?  You are one truly s-” He was pulled to the side by the other two and they spoke to each other in a tongue that even Happosai could not understand.  As they conferred, it seemed that the female was becoming more and more agitated.  Finally it seemed that they reached an agreement as the first one turned to Happosai and spoke.  The other two grinned slyly as they nodded in agreement.   “We will accept your offer, elder one.  Now make your requests.”   *********************************************   ; Ranma was panting hard as he held the Gekkaja in his hand.  He had just finished hitting Saffron with the rocks that Ryoga had thrown into the tornado.  Saffron fell into the center, and it seemed that Ranma could relax.  However, this was not to be… A pillar of boiling hot lava began to rise up from the tornado’s center.  A side comment from Ryoga Hibiki pointed out that Saffron’s heat was now of molten proportions; he must have melted the rock.  Of course, this was a true comment as the Phoenix Prince flew up from beneath the lava, snarling, with an aura of flame surrounding him.   “How DARE you strike royalty?! You landling peasant!”   “Damn it!  What does it take to bring this bastard down? Neither Akane nor I can take much more of this.”  Ranma was genuinely worried.  He needed to figure a way to take Saffron down, permanently.  The power that felt so good continued to well up inside of him.   Saffron chuckled as he watched Ranma.  “Planning your own funeral, mortal?  Well, you should!  Mount Phoenix Royal Family Special Attack…”  There was a bright flash of light, obscuring Saffron from Ranma’s view.   “What now?!”   “TENKA SHUNMETSU KOUKYUU DAN!!!” (Any-mortal Instant-Annihilation Emperor-Sized Ball Blast)  And a mammoth fireball headed towards Ranma.   *****************************************************   The aged pervert stood in front of the foxes, considering.  He knew what he wanted, but if he didn’t word them right he could be screwed over.  Happosai was eager to get his wishes, but he didn’t want to do it wrong.  The foxes began to look impatient and the Grandmaster of Anything Goes began to give his first request.   “For my first request, I ask that you return me to my prime once more.”   The male fox on the left gestured at Happosai and suddenly where the elderly pervert stood was now a young man at the age of sixteen years old.  However this was not the form that was seen by Ranma and Akane when they went back in time with the Naban Mirror.  This body had red hair, and it was taller.   “Done.”   “My next request is for a pretty lady that I can call my own.”   The right side male fox gave the appearance of raising an eyebrow before gesturing.   “Looking to get some romance? Done.”   Happosai nodded then glanced hungrily at the third fox person.   “My third request, my dear, is one that only you can fulfill.”   The fox in question blinked.  “Oh?  How is that?”   Happosai grinned, not as disturbing as it would have been had he still been in his elderly form, but it still gave the Eelfinn the chills.  “I would like you to…”   “Yes?” Now it is odd for one of the Eelfinn to be confused for they are almost omniscient, but this one was rather baffled by what Happosai wanted.   “Give me your panties!”   All three of the foxes did something that they would probably never do again.  They face faulted.  Like with most face faults, they recovered to their feet quickly.   With a blush on her face, she held her hands out to the young Happosai.  “Done.”   The young pervert rubbed the undergarment, which had a hole in the back to make room for the fox’s tail, all over his face.  “Ahahahaoh. How sweet it is!”   The foxes glanced at Happosai once more before sending him to leave.  “We will collect our price as soon as you leave.”   The female glared at Happosai as he left the room and began to cackle.  “There is one more part to the price, Happosai.  You will have no recollection of this or anything.  Have fun with your new life ‘Ataru Moroboshi’!!” ******************************************** &nbs p; The gargantuan ball of flame was so powerful that it literally blew the top off of Kenseizan, exposing the Dragon and Phoenix Taps.  Ranma made a split-second decision to turn the Gekkaja’s icy powers upon himself so that he could survive.  The Tenku Shunmetsu Koukyuu Dan passed harmlessly over the pigtailed martial artist’s body, but it knocked him outside of the Hiryuu Shoten Ha.  Saffron realized that Ranma had survived and threw the top of the Kinjakan like a boomerang to bring the aqua transsexual back into the cyclone.  Meanwhile, Ranma was planning his next strike.   I only have one chance to take this bastard down, and that’s during his next attack.  I’ll thrust my frozen fist into the attack and he’ll be torn to ribbons by the concentrated Hiryuu Shoten Ha!   Saffron began to charge up another one of his attacks.  The attack, like last time was a humongous fireball.   “TENKA SHUNMETSU KOUKYUU DAN!!!” The blast headed towards Ranma once more.  The raging inferno of the fireball was so bright that it was blinding Ranma’s sight.   “Argh! Can’t see a thing because of the fire!”  Ranma was shielding his eyes.  Suddenly, out of his shirt leaped the Akane Doll, who was still frozen like Ranma was, and into the fire she went, creating a tunnel in the fireball that led directly to Saffron.   “Foolish Girl, how many times do you want to die?  My blast shall incinerate you!”   “NOT IN THIS LIFETIME, BASTARD! HIRYUU SHOTEN HA REVISED:” Ranma thrust his fist into the tunnel.  “Go Dragon of Ice!  HIRYUU HYOUTOPPA!”  A horizontal tornado left his hand, heading towards Saffron. The tornado struck Saffron, tearing him to shreds.   “B-but… I’m immortal!”   Unbeknownst to Ranma, in the center, threads of Air, Earth, Fire, Spirit and Water were woven together to form a white-hot stream of fire that struck Saffron shortly after the tornado did, causing Saffron to disappear in a flash of white light, leaving no body behind.   “Not as immortal as you might think.”   The Akane doll flew into Ranma’s arms, and around them formed a silver sphere with a fox-head symbol that seemed to be engraved upon it.  Inside the sphere, Ranma collapsed into unconsciousness, dropping Akane in the process, however his hand still grasped the Gekkaja.  This sphere disappeared in a flash of light, taking the two martial artists with it.   On the ground, Mousse, Shampoo, Ryoga, and the people of Phoenix Mountain could only stare in shock.  Saffron was dead, and there was no egg for him to be reborn in.  Ranma and Akane disappeared, and like Saffron they were presumed dead.  The people of Phoenix Mountain returned to their home in defeat.  The Nerimans sighed as they realized now there was no reason for them to fight anymore, and there now would be no way to cure their curses.  They decided to head back.  The whole while Genma was whining about what a useless son he has to go and disappear like that.  (After Shampoo freed him from the Sukiomi Egg, of course)   When they arrived in Nerima, they came with their heads hung low.  Everyone in Nerima was told the news: Ranma and Akane were dead.  Kuno was gloating about the defeat of the “Foul Sorcerer”, but he was mourning the loss of his “Pigtailed Goddess” and his “Fierce Tigress Akane.”  He was quickly silenced by his sister, along with the remains of the Wrecking Crew.  The only real plus side to their return was that Happosai was nowhere to be found.  A few months later there was the arrival of the Oni named Lum in the nearby district of Tomobiki, but that is a story for another time.    Eventually, all in Nerima stopped grieving and moved on.  Ryoga ended up marrying Akari Unryuu, and he raised pigs and taught martial arts the rest of his life.  Ukyou and Konatsu married, and they had several adventures of their own.  Shampoo and Mousse returned to China, after a bit it was found out that they were married and had two children.  Kodachi met a person who she liked better than Ranma: Ryuu Kumon. Doctor Tofu returned to Nerima and made Kasumi a happy woman. By the time Nabiki was ready to get married herself, she decided to fund a research expedition to Antarctica.   The Second Impact happened, and Nerima was destroyed.  The events of the Anime Neon Genesis Evangelion happened as they did and the Third Impact ended the Age.  The Wheel turns and time passes.  The next Age brought the beginnings of the channelers.  Humans became able to use the One Power in the masses. It would turn out that men and women could use different parts of the Power.  The male half of the Power was given the name saidin, and the female half, saidar.  They developed means of travel that used stones that they called “Portal Stones.”  These stones would bring a person anywhere in the multiverse, provided they knew the proper symbol.  As this Age faded, more and more things began to be developed with the Power.  This gave birth to the Age of Legends and a group of channelers decided to call themselves “Aes Sedai.”  The term “Aes Sedai” means servant to all.  That is exactly what these channelers did.  They were the healers, the architects, the crafters, and the smiths.  With their base at the Hall of Servants, they used their ability to channel to create a utopian society.  Another race developed, a nonhuman race known as the Ogier.  The Ogier were great builders and workers with stone.  Teaming up with the Aes Sedai, they built monumental cities.   As with all such societies, the Age of Legends began to crumble with the discovery of a power similar to the One Power, but both men and women could wield it.  An expedition of thirteen Aes Sedai was sent to find this power.  What they found was the Dark One.  Those thirteen became the Forsaken, though they called themselves “Chosen”.  With the discovery of the Dark One came the War of the Shadow.  On one side were those who chose to follow the Dark One, along with their creations: the Trollocs and the Myrdraal, and on the other were those who followed the Light.  A hero rose up in the form of an Aes Sedai named Lews Therin Telamon.  Lews Therin was named Dragon because of the way he commanded the people under him.  The Dragon had an army known as the Hundred Companions.  In the final moments of the War of Shadow, Lews Therin led an attack with his Hundred Companions on Shayol Ghul where they sealed up the hole on the Lord of the Night’s prison with seven seals.  They put his “Chosen” in with him.  The Dark One retaliated by placing a taint on Saidin.  The taint caused all male channelers to eventually go mad and die.  Because of the sheer amount of male channelers and their power, the male Aes Sedai began what is known as the Breaking of the World.  The Dragon killed his family in his madness and was named Lews Therin Kinslayer because of it.  A person wrote a book of prophecies, The Kaerthon Cycle, or The Prophecies of the Dragon.  These Prophecies speak of his return.   The world was reshaped.  Where once there was ocean, there was now land.  Where once there were plains, there were now mountains.  When the Breaking finished so did the Age of Legends, and the age known as the Third Age began.  People once again had to find their culture and each other.  A new language was developed from the language spoken in the Age of Legends.  This language, known to gleemen as the Plain Chant, was universal save for accents and slang.  Artur Hawking had a dream to unite the Ten Nations, and he started a war of conquering over it.  The war was finished when the High King was dead.  At one point after that, the Aiel gave a gift to Cairhien, Avendoraldera, an offshoot of the Tree of Life; this was a sign of peace and that they would trade with them.  However, one king of Cairhien, King Laman, ended that peace by cutting down the tree to make his throne.  This started the Aiel War.   After the Aiel killed Laman, they returned to the Waste, east of the Spine of the World. Where are Ranma and Akane?  Are they truly dead?   ******************************************************   Suddenly, in the realm of the Eelfinn, a sphere with a fox-head marking on it appears and lands in the center of a room holding nine fox creatures.  Four of them female, and the rest male.  The sphere faded away to reveal an unconscious Ranma Saotome, still the same age as when he fought Saffron, holding the Gekkaja, along with the Akane-doll.  The foxes looked over the two bodies.  One of the females shook her head as she glanced over the two.  The other foxes seemed to be a bit afraid of her.   “Saotome… What have you and my younger sister gotten into this time?  Well, can’t have my sister like this.”  The fox waved her hand and Akane returned to her normal size, breathing normally, remaining unconscious.  Akane was also fully clothed in one of her normal yellow dresses.  “Now this weapon… I think you’d do better with a katana, wouldn’t you Saotome?”  Not expecting an answer she touched the Gekkaja and its tip straightened and lengthened as the base contracted.  Along the blade of the Gekkaja-katana was an engraving of a Dragon, a Tiger and a Phoenix in movement down the blade.  On the pommel of it was a marking of a fox with two initials in the bottom right corner of it. NT.  Engraved on the hilt, perhaps circling it was what is known as the Great Serpent of the Wheel of Time, a snake-like creature that apparently is eating its own tale.  The scabbard had two things engraved upon it, one was Gekkaja in Kanji, and the other was Caradier, meaning Ice Sword in the Old Tongue. “Perhaps you should also know the language as well.” She passed her hand over each of their heads before glancing at the remaining Eelfinn in the room.   “Let’s send them now to where they need to be.  They will return to our realm in time, remember they are ours to do with what we will.  We will follow the Pattern.  My little sister and her fiancée are needed to fulfill prophecy, and so they shall.”   There was another flash of light and the two unconscious bodies were gone.  A tear could be seen running down the face of the Eelfinn female as she watched them go.  “Good luck Ranma, and Akane.  You both will need it.”   ------------------------------------ End Prologue ------------------------------------   A. N. Yes, it is shorter than my original prologue, but I still think it’s pretty good.  It definitely is better than my original one.  I can actually take this prologue and make something of it.  I will be working on this fanfic along with my other two at the same time.  This is my Epic Fic.  It will have several books as Ranma and Akane find their place in the series of Wheel of Time.  Remember, all of their friends are dead, but that doesn’t mean that they weren’t reborn.  After all, the Wheel Turns and Ages come and go.   People are reincarnated.  I will give only one hint in this part.  Birgitte=Ukyo.  Oh, and this is just a prologue guys, the actual chapters will be longer.   Remember people, read and review.  I can be contacted at ellfangor8@gmail.com