Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Millennium's End ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

When he woke to, Genma was already gone and Ranma had a splitting headache; figuratively splitting because he now had way too much memories of a past life floating around his head to be ignored. The guide had said that most people that were cursed there mostly young people and did not have an image of what the perfect female should look like to them, and that his drastic transformation only happened rarely.

The guide then went on to tell Ranma that the springs use powerful magic to extract the image of whatever the victims thought as most fitting to be as templates for each curse. Having fallen into the pool of drowned girl, the pool extracted what Ranma thought as the `perfect' example of a female. In most cases, it would be a close facsimile to her mother, but it seems that the pool tapped into his previous life and from the memories there, choose his wife and soul-mate.

As Ranma, having decided to keep this name for this life, finally got all his thoughts (from both the past and present) under control, his panda of a father suddenly burst in with a little piglet in his hand. The panda, noticing that his son has awaken, was about to give the boy-cursed-to-turn-into-girl a great hug (and finally dancing in relieve that his son isn't dead so he won't have to get killed by his wife) when his finely honed danger sense kicked in, allowing him to jump back to avoid the first punch at his head from his son.

What happened over the next two hours was the most fun Ranma had in his life: kicking a giant panda all over the place. Genma had dropped the piglet almost immediately after Ranma's attack (and if she knew what she knew now, Ranma would have made sure that Ryoga got back to his normal form and they would have gotten THAT mess fixed...), and spent the next two hours being beaten up by Ranma, mostly in his female form.

"RANMA! PREPARE TO DIE!!!!"

Working on instincts was ingrained into him via years of training, the silver-haired martial artist deftly jumped away from the attack, back flipping a few paces behind where she was and muttered to herself, "Speak of the devil..."

Putting on her most annoying smirk, she asked, "Yo, P-chan. What's up? Lost again?" Inwardly, Ranma frowned. She had thought they settled their differences before the entire Jyusendou, especially since she made it clear that she had no interest in Akane other than friendly ones. (It took her two years to finally get that through his thick brain, but she's managed it)

"DIE!" The fanged boy yelled, completely ignoring anything except his eternal enemy. He seems very focused... Up to the point where he could actually follow Ranma's movements, even if he couldn't block them. The pigtailed boy's mental frown deepened.

Suddenly one of Ryoga's hit struck a wall with a water pipe within it, drenching both of them with cold water. With Ranma, it wouldn't have mattered anyways since she's already in her cursed form, but when nothing happened to Ryoga other than him having to wipe away the water from his eyes, Ranma gasped in shock as lines of black magic swept through the cursed boy, somehow both draining the energy from the curse and preventing the change at the same time.

Jumping away, yet making sure Ryoga could follow her, Ranma activated a quick spell to locate an area where there wasn't anyone around. The field where they always fought was out, seeing that Nabiki had both bugged and have video cameras there...

She led Ryoga for an entire hour on near top speed before they reached the edge of the city, having jumped from rooftop through four different districts. When she reached an area she was sure was far enough away from anyone so both of them fighting at full strength would not hurt any innocents, she stopped and turned around, waiting for her part time rival to arrive.

And arrive he did, a trail of black magic trailing behind him like tendrils pushing him towards her. Ranma shuddered for a second, remembering the last time she had seen that kind of magic was nearly ten thousand years ago. (It was always tempting when Cologne sprouts the "We got three thousand years of Amazon history behind us" speech at him with a "And you're a few thousand years too young to really defeat me" retort.)

Standing in front of the cursed boy/girl, the fanged boy slowly growled out, "Today, you die." and brought out his umbrella, covered by dark electricity.

Openly showing his frown, Ranma took up a stance as she said, "Ryoga, you're being controlled by something... Come on, we settled our differences already, remember? I would hate it if something evil was making you do this `cause you're my friend and all."

Ryoga didn't reply, except start charging Ranma with his umbrella, intent on completely destroying him.

Ranma sighed, and used a power that she hasn't used except in private or having made sure nobody would notice it.

A white glow flashed from the ground below her, completely covering her up and staggering the charging Ryoga. When the light receded, Ranma was back in his male form, and dressed completely differently.

A white outfit with crosses of silver and gold covered his entire body like a second skin, while a second coat covered his back and sides like a cape.At the cuffs of his arms, three bands of silver lined with gold stripes wrapped around it, signifying his rank as high admiral of the Silver Kingdom's space navy.

At the front of the outfit, where the outfit's arm connects to the chest, two red lines seem to follow the curve of the arm, then turn back inwards and go straight to the pelvic area, and ending at a belt like design that goes around his waist. Other than that, the entire outfit is rather plain for someone who held a rank in the Silver Court, as even the gloves were simple white ones that seems connected to the outfit.

His face was uncovered except for a single and simple looking crown that encircled his forehead, giving him a slightly more mature look. When he spoke, it seemed as though an older voice came out of him, one which spoke of maturity and age.

"Dark powers that prey upon humans," He started as he brought his arms in a cross position across his stomach, seeming to draw two shafts of light from invisible sheaves that hung on the two sides of his hip. "Release my friend, or suffer the consequences."

As the shafts of light solidified, they slowly became the shape of an European short sword and long sword without much markings on it, yet the sliver hilt and blade seemed to be created by one piece of metal instead of being separate. On the hilt was a crest of the Lunar family, used only by the royalties of the Moon.

The being that controlled Ryoga Hibiki didn't know what this meant for it, but nothing was going to make it release such a gold mine of dark emotions to feed upon. That's why the fanged boy snarled and charged at what was once Ranma Saotome, now dressed as he did back in the Silver Millennium as King Solaris.

Author's note: Solaris. *sigh* Why did I choose Solaris even though it has been used more than a few times? Mainly because I needed a name that points to the term `light', and I can't use the Japanese translated names for Silver Millennium people. I could have used the Greek pantheon, but could you imagine someone like Ranma being called `Apollo'? Not to mention the mythology doesn't work for the position I have him in.

Besides, Solaris has been used less time than Apollo (in my counts).

I actually intend to continue this for some time. As to *when* in the SM continuity this is in? Well... You'll find out very soon. I promise that.