Well, I got this nifty idea for a fanfic a couple of weeks ago...it seemed
to me like all of the BGC/Ranma x-overs focused too much on Ranma & co. and
not enough on the Sabers.  So...

Nightelf presents...

The Circe Project

BGC characters created by Kenichi Sonoda
Ranma 1/2 characters created by Rumiko Takahashi

Note: This is a preview...just a bit of the second part, still in a rough
draft form.  Any ideas, flames, or other comments are welcome.

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     Mackie woke up...in the security hold at the Lady's 633 HQ.  Still
not quite all there from the anesthetic, she groaned...and tried to sit up.
"Uhhh...what happened...what the.........."   It took a few seconds for the
circumstances of the situation to sink in.  A hand shot up to the throat,
surprised at the pitch.  One problem, though: the hand wasn't the usual
hand, either.  She looks down...in sheer disbelief, screams frozen in her
throat.  Hands reach and touch various places, hoping that touch would
somehow contradict the eyes and ears.  She staggered to a nearby mirror and
took a long look at herself.  It was no doubt that she was related to Sylia...
short black hair, smooth, pale face, well-endowed body...

     "Ahhh.  You're awake."

     She turned upward to a monitor in the corner.  Sylia looked out, rings
circling her eyes, as though she'd spent several sleepless nights on an
important project.  She stared out at Mackie curiously.  Mackie struggled
to find her voice.

     "Sis...what...."

     Sylia yawned and tried to shake the fatigue from her head.  "It's...a
long story.  Unfortunately...(yawn)...I have to identify you first."

     Mackie looked down, confusion and fear written on her face.  "Um...
how?"

     A small smile formed on Sylia's lips.  "What did I do to get revenge
on you after you were caught using the security cameras to peek in on us
as we were changing?"

     Mackie laughed.  This was too ironic..."You installed a camera in my
room, invited Priss and Nene over, and made comments over the intercom as
I changed."

     Sylia smiled.  "Okay.  Sorry."  The door to the cell opened, leading
to the living room.  Mackie walked out, hesitantly, awkwardly, as though
learning to walk for the first time.  She gasped when she saw Sylia.

     Sylia Stingray had seen better days.  So had the room.  Her hair,
normally styled, was completely disheveled, sticking out in odd directions.
Lines were all over her face, the mark of several days of work and
frustration.  She wore a flimsy lavender nightgown, of the type that (under
normal circumstances) would have Mackie drooling.  Around her were reams
of computer printouts, on subjects ranging from chemistry to medicine to
magic.  She was petting a small dog in her lap, a toy poodle with pink
accents on her head, feet, and tail.

     "Take a seat, if you can find room..."

     Mackie sat down, confusion in her eyes.  "Sylia....The last thing I
remember, I was walking through the springs of Jusenkyo.....(unable to
contain her anxiety)...What the hell happened to me?!?  I...I'm a girl!!"

     Sylia motioned for her to calm down.  "Take it easy, Mackie..."

     "TAKE IT EASY?!?  I go through an overnight sex change, and you tell
me to take it easy??"

     Sylia sighed.  Her voice cracked slightly.  "When we got to the
springs, a trap sprang up.  You were caught in the trapped and slammed
into a spring."

     "So?  How does that explain this?"  Mackie retorted, gesturing
expansively.

     Sylia looked ready to cry.  "I...I messed up.  I recently looked
up some old Chinese legends.  One of them mentions a 'Training Ground
of Accursed Springs'.  Falling into one of the springs curses the person
with the body of whatever drowned there.  The place's name...was Jusenkyo."

     "There are chains of DNA in each spring, protected by hydrogen
bonding...When a person is soaked with water from it, the chains enter
the body and attach themselves to the cellular DNA.  In other words...
when you fell into the spring, you gained the DNA of a woman.  There are
a few other things, but I haven't been able to identify them yet."

     "When the DNA affected you, your body changed to match the DNA.  I
haven't figured out how this was done yet...When the suit sensed a strange
person inside, it initiated a security alert and anesthetized you.  You've
been out for the past few days."

     A black cat suddenly leapt into Mackie's lap, purring softly.  She
picked up the cat, snuggled her, then instantly pulled her away, startled.
The cat looked at her with an almost human curiosity.  "Sorry.  I'm not used
to these", she said, gesturing down.  She then gently brought the cat in
closer to her chest.

     "By the way, sis, what's with the pets?"

     Mackie saw something not seen since Father's death: Sylia with a broken
heart.  Tears welled in her tired eyes as the pets began to make mournful
sounds.  It was an effort for her to speak.

     "It's...It's time I introduced them to you.  Mackie, this is Nene.
She's our pet poodle.  The alley cat in your hands is named Priss."

     Mackie fainted.

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Currently, my plans call for only two of the core Ranma 1/2 cast to be a
part of this story...Ranma (with a granddaughter, no less!) and Shampoo.
Eventually, the Sabers (who, by the end, will number six warriors and an
active support cast of three others) will be faced with a decision...one
in which the lives of thousands, maybe millions will hang in the balance.

Well, as I said, any comments are welcome.

Nightelf
nwl9354@tamvm1.tamu.edu