Welp...finally got enough of this done so that I can post this!!
There are MANY parts in making and/or done right now, just
stuck on part 2...arg
Well...here it is...
Please be gentle...this is my first time...-_-;;

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Ranma ½: Rifts Asunder
By
KnightHawk aka David Snider
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Author’s Foreword: Before you guys find out later…this is NOT an ‘actual’ self
insertion fic! The character David KnightHawk is a character name that I
commonly use in my Rifts games, both playing it and being a GameMaster. (Even
though I do use my own personality characteristics within the character to add
some spice to the mix. <sheepish grin> But that is mostly because of the game
right? Right? <BIG sweatdrop>)
Inspired by the greats of BubbleGum Zone’s Bert Van Vliet, Twisted Path’s
Twister aka Darren Steffler, and last, certainly not least the authors of the
FanFiction Mailing List.

<*Standard Disclaimers apply here*>
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Today was your typical morning in the Nerima District of Tokyo...all is right
with the world...
Ranma-chan, seen jogging down the streets, seems to be pushing herself fairly
hard. Runs into one very familiar to one such as herself.
“Yo..”, Ranma said in shock of seeing her iinazuke, Akane doing the same thing.
Akane was about to answer when a voice rang out into the early morning light..
“You...”, she was a tall woman, about 6 foot 1 inches with what seems to be
pure silver for hair, wearing what seems to be some sort of body armor, not
unlike Herb’s, but still quite menacing looking otherwise,”You’re Ranma Saotome,
am I correct?” Stating that as she pointed a finger at the buxom red-head.
“Don’t tell me she’s one of your fiances, Ranma!!!”, shouted Akane, reaching
behind herself ready to pull out ‘Mallet-Sama’ from its Hyper-Dimensional
pocket.
“No...I am afraid that I am not....but I have been watching your ‘cute’ antics
for quite some time now.”, said the silver-haired woman with a sly grin. “Hey
Akane!”, yelled a male voice off in the distance, “I overslept a bit.”, Ryouga
looking sheepish,looking to the sky,”To find you so soon...it must be my lucky
day!” he beamed, then he notices Ranma-chan standing nearby with a smug
expression.
Now Ranma-Chan pipes up,”Good to see you aren’t lonely or nothin’!”, she stated
matter-of-factly. Akane was about to retort when she heard a loud cough near
her. “Excuse me. I do believe that I was talking to her before you came....”,
The silver-haired woman stopped short when she saw the expression on Akane’s
face, who’s ready to pound on something...preferably a certain ‘someone.’
Seeing this Ranma tried to calm Akane down,”Jeez, Akane! All she wants to do is
talk right? It’s not like she took a sample of that toxic waste you call
cooking!”, realizing a little too late she groaned and slapped her forehead.
“*RANMA*!!! YOU’RE GONNA PAY FOR WHAT YOU SAID TO AKANE!!!”, yelled Ryouga as he
charged Ranma-chan with his depleted-uranium umbrella...
Ranma-chan jumped back and took a combat stance and saw a _BIG_ jet-black
metallic hand slighty crunch the end of Ryouga’s umbrella. Then it ripped the
umbrella out of his hands and proceeded to reduce it to mear tooth-picks with
what seems to be near effortless. Ryouga, stunned as he watched his favorite
umbrella smashed to bits, charged the now visible interloper; a huge <ie. about
8-9 feet tall>, all jet-black...machine...mecha, with a lone, glowing red eye.
He succeeded in landing one powerful hailmaker to its ‘jaw’, which didn’t move
it an inch. But Ryouga on the otherhand, was jumping up and down, holding his
swelling hand.  Ryouga tried to charge it again, but achiving only to get his
arms pinned behind his back.
<CLONG!!!> The sound of Mallet-Sama connecting rang out into the entire Nerima
ward. “LET HIM GO NOW!!!!!”, yelled Akane. In a fit of rage, she failed to
notice another Mech walk behind her.
<BiZZZZZZZZZZZzzaaaaaaap!!!> Lightning coursed through Akane when she tried to
confront it and she collapsed to the ground without so much as a wimper.
Ranma watched this go on with a near unshakable facefault,’Jeez...what is that
thing made of??? And HOW did that other one zap Akane like that without a
fight???’, she thought. He shook his head clear of cobwebs and looked over to
the woman,who’s looks can give Ms. Hinko Minomiya a run for her money,”OK!!
Enough already! I want to know what the hell you want with me!!!”, said taking a
combat stance,”And don’t tell me that you swore revenge on me or nothin’, ‘cause
I have enough troubles already!!!”
“Tsk, Tsk...I was hoping to at least talk to you in a civil manner, but I will
try anyway to at least explain why I am here.”, she paused a few seconds to let
a certain red-head to calm down, but failing that, she continuues,”For starters,
my name is Mai Nakajiima, and I am here to grant you abilities and train you in
ways that you can never imagine that can increase your already formidable
fighting power hundred-fold. Possibly even more”
Ranma then proceeded to relax a little, apparently intrigued by such an offer,”
Two questions...One: Why ME? And Two: What’s the catch?”, he said, remembering
all the times that Nabiki conned him into something. “HEY! Will someone tell
this thing to let me go!!!”, screamed Ryouga, with both his arms pinned behind
his back.
Shaking her head and chuckling a little bit, “Alright...let him go..”, she was
cut off with a loud clang of metal as she said that, seeing him trying to knock
out one of her greatest creations, but he is on the ground, holding his swelling
right foot, showing that he didn’t do quite as well as he has hoped. Ranma stood
there agape as she saw this machine take a hit from one of the strongest
martial-artists he has known and shrugged it off like it was nothing.
“Now...”, said Mai, walking a little closer to Ranma,”...Before we were so
rudely interupted...”, she stopped as a sort of small craft floated above
them,and smiled. ”Ah! Good! Let’s talk someplace a bit more private before we
get anymore interuptions.” said as she punched a button on what looks like to be
a long type of wristwatch, and both Ranma and Mai floated up into the air!
“AhhhhhAHHHHHHHHH!!!!” was all that Ranma-chan was able to get out as she
tumbled in mid-air, and then, both Mai and Ranma-chan disappeared into the
craft. “Come Back you COWARD!!!!”, Ryouga yelled from the pavement of the
street, since he is not able to get onto his feet at the moment. And when he is
able to the craft sped off in an easterly direction. He proceeded to crawl over
to the crumbled Akane and gingerly picked her up off the concrete, not able to
lift her completely off the ground at the moment. “A-Akane?”, was all that he
could studder out.
“Ahhhhhhhummmmmm”, Akane groaned as she came too. Tried to stand up, but
started to sway a little, clasping her hand to her head,”What the hell hit me?”,
she then collapsed again to the ground with a thud.
“AKANE!!!”, filled with renewed vigor, he climbed to his feet, picked her up,
completely this time, and started to walk to the Tendo Dojo.
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Ranma-chan landed with a thud to the unrelenting metal floor of the shuttle
craft, not quite able to keep her balance in the antigravity beam that
originally carried them aloft. Groaning with a headache, she lifted her head to
look around to her current surroundings. Ranma’s eye’s widened as she gazed upon
numerous super-tech controls and other doo-dads that she only saw on some Sci-Fi
TV shows and manga.
Ranma’s awe inspired gaze soo fell upon a pair of golden hued, very shapely
calves. Shifting her eyes up and up, Ranma couldn’t help but feel the stirring
of more carnal things in his mind as his eyes traveled up. “Finished undressing
me with your eyes?” Mai asked with no small amount of humor. Ranma-chan
instantly flushed a bright red and averted her oculars somewhere less
interesting. Mai snorted softly, “You know...” she said to him, trying to get
his attention back and hunching onto her heels to get closer to him, “...You
aren’t the first to think of such primal things about me.” She succeeded in
making Ranma-chan flush even redder, even if that were possible. Seeing that
Ranma is not speaking, Mai shattered the silence, “Before we were so rudely
interupted...I was just about to offer you a choice that one at your world will
never get, even in a thousand lifetimes.” Ranma-chan instantly back to her feet,
insatibly curious at such an offer.
Trying to keep other emotions down, also still wary of being conned, “So what
are you offering anyway?” she asked Mai plainly. She gestured for Ranma to come
with her and sit down when Ranma caught view of the main veiwing area of this
seemingly small ship. Crossing her legs when she sat down, “To answer your
question...I will say now that this is no simple choice and you MUST think it
over, for you WILL be away from your friends and family for many years.”
Ranma-chan raised her eyebrow and looked her one over, waved for Mai to
continue, “I would like a good friend of mine to train you in the ‘Four Dragon
Elemental’ style...” trailing off as Ranma hit the floor face-first, “Something
wrong, Ranma?” Mai finished, more than a little curious as to why that would
happen.
Trying to get air back into her lungs, “You said the ‘Four Dragon Elemental’
style??” she managed to gasp out, Mai nodded. Getting back into the chair,
leaning back, ‘Kami-sama...the style of legend in all martial arts...’
Ranma-chan was about to answer yes instantly, but she then remembered that Mai
has mentioned that he would be away for many years. Ranma slumped into the
chair, “I take it that you have friends and family that will miss you if you are
to take up on my offer?” Mai chimed in. The red-head rested her chin into her
hand with the elbow on the chair-arm and nodded glumly.
Standing up from her own seat, “Well...Would it influence your decision that
the place that we are going to is in another dimension?” padding around to
behind Ranm-chan’s seat, “And add on top of that we can get back almost like you
have never left?” Mai asked, leaning onto the back of Ranma-chan’s seat.
Just staring into space, Ranma-chan turned to face Mai in her chair, “Can I
have some hot water, please?” she asked her, still quite stunned from the offer.
Raising an eyebrow to such a request, Mai complied when she snapped her fingers
to the open air, “Hot Water!” she called out to nothing but open air.
The door hissed open as a strange looking, floating orb, for lack of better
description, came through the door with a kettle hanging under it. The orb
floated over to Ranma-chan, who wordlessly thanked it and poured the water over
her self. Mai’s eyes widened as he saw Ranma change from a she to a he but
quickly kept her own composure at the change. Ranma turned the chair to face
Mai, “I would be a liar to say that I didn’t want this opportunity…but I think
that we should leave now…” he said thoughtfully, he then noticed the sudden
change in emotion on Mai’s face, “You have just seen the effects of one of the
Jusenkyo’s curses…” he trailed off, putting his hand back to his chin, elbow
back onto the arm of the chair.
Nodding with some measure of underatanding, “I see…” Mai looking the now male
Ranma one over, “I believe that I also know the reason why you want to leave
now…” Ranma looked up, “You do? Do you also know of the troubles that I am
having right now?” she nodded, “Yes I do know of the ‘fiance’ difficulties…and
that you want to go to train on something that you have a say in doing…” sitting
back down in her own chair, “This curse is a new one to the likes of myself…it
is…intriguing to say the least, I believe I can pull a few markers to see if you
can be rid of it, or something…” trailing off as she went into thought.
Perking up instantly when he heard the last statement, “You can help me get rid
of this girl body?!?!?” he asked hopefully. Mai nodded, “I _THINK_ so…don’t get
your hopes up too soon…we have much to dicuss.” Confused, “What is there to
discuss?” Ranma asked.
Shaking her head and chuckling, “Ranma…Ranma…You should know that you cannot
get something for nothing…I’m talking about a contract to complete this deal,
namely after I help you with this curse of yours…” Trailing off again as Ranma
groaned, “Don’t worry…This is mostly in your benefit, all that I would want is
the collective fighting knowledge of the ‘Four Dragons’ for my own fighters.”
Ranma looked to her as if she is nuts beyond all reason, “How could you get the
‘knowledge’ from me…” looking her down dubiously, “Without training your own
fighters…?” Mai started laughing while he talked, “My dear Ranma…my fighters are
mere machine! Nothing more…nothing less.” Holding up her hand, while she
chuckled a bit more, “I have technology that can read the knowledge and
experiences of a human, selectively mind you…since I don’t want to know anything
else other than the fighting skills.” She finished, the look of steel hardening
her face.
The look on her face made Ranma gulp for some reason, like he shouldn’t mess
with this woman. He nodded as he digested everything that he told her, “Ok…I’ll
deal…” he said simply. Mai clapped he hands, “Good!” she exclaimed as she rose
to her feet. Walking to the door, “Come this way…we need to go over the
specifics of the deal before we do anything…” pausing as the door hissed open,
“The world to where you are to train in is a long ways away…”

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Head spinning from all the information that he has received, Ranma walked into
the forward viewing compartment again. Padding over to the window and placing
his hand to the window, 'I think I should as least tell someone that I am going
on a long training trip...' he thought glumly as he gazed upon the blue-green
orb below him. His thoughts soon shifted to Akane, Uuchan and Shampoo, about how
much he is going to miss the hectic life that he led so far, namely the
'Fiancée' troubles. He inwardly snorted and slid his hands into his pant
pockets, 'Who would have thought that I would miss it...' his thoughts derailed
slightly as the Isle of Japan turned into view. The sun coming over into the
horizon, 'At least this will give me some time to myself...to decide.' he
finished, his high strung honor kicking him in full force.
He never paid any attention to the hissing of the door, lost in his own
thoughts. Feeling a presence come over to his side, he turned slowly to face
Mai, then back out the window. Crossing her arms, Mai looked to where he is
watching, "Lovely...isn't it?" she said to him softly. Glancing over to her then
back, "Hmm" was all that he said, trying not to show any kind emotion to betray
his thoughts.
Breaking the silence, still staring out to where he is looking, “I believe that
you should write a letter or something to minimize the hassle of you going away
to train…” she purposely let it hang when Ranma’s head snapped over to her, the
light of recognition in his eyes. Then they drooped, “Yeah…but I can’t really
think of anything to write to explain it to them.” Mai arched her brow, “I
really don’t want to lose a highly profitable investment…So, I will help you
compose a letter, then we will head out to where you are to train,” gesturing
back into the ship, “Sound good?” Ranma nodded, his own confidence rebuilding as
he walked out of the lounge area.
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Back at the Tendo Dojo…
The sound of pained wailing erupted from within as one of the residents came
back home. “Akane!!!” cried Soun as Ryouga carried her in. Ryouga privately
thanked his lucky stars that he got Akane home within an hour or two while she
lain unconscious in his arms. Kasumi, being the ever prepared, has already
gotten the house medical kit. She guided Ryouga up to Akane’s room, where he
took great pains in settling her into bed as gently as possible.
As he arched back up, Ryouga met face to face with the tear-filled face of
Soun, “What happened to my daughter??” he hissed into Ryouga’s face. As if
answering, Ryouga opened his mouth, everyone heard the sound of something like a
massive jet engine dying down and a thunk of something VERY heavy landing
outside.
Both Soun and Ryouga turned their eyes toward outside. Both looked at the
mammoth gleaming silver visage out there. To Ryouga, it looked like on of the
things that held him down and could have beaten him to death if given half a
chance. Still having the same female-type figure about it but with what looked
like a massive jet-pack, its wings…jets…what ever they are snapping back into
place behind its back. Soun noticed that it held a rolled and elegantly tied
parchment within it hand. Interest and curiosity piqued, he ran downstairs to
where the ‘thing’ was waiting…at least it looked like it was waiting anyway.
Ryouga, well, he just back away toward the wall, mumbling something about, ‘Its
going to get us...Its going to kill us...’
As soon as he gotten there, his friend, Genma at his side with him, he watched
in sheer horror that Kasumi has already walked up to it. But before he could cry
out to get her away, the ‘thing’ already handed the parchment to her and
slightly bowed away. Then, it took a few steps back, ‘wings’ snapping back into
place and before the turbine whine could reach ear-drum exploding magnitude, it
shot off to the sky.
Kasumi looked curiously to the rolled parchment as she turned around, as if
almost afraid of opening it. She then caught sight of her father and friend
staring at her, jaws akimbo. Padding over to them, she held out the parchment to
them. Sound reached to it with a shaking hand, gently grasping it. Turning back
into the house, he slid the ribbon off of the paper, unrolled it, then scanned
over what it contains.
Aura flaring, the Demon-Head threatening to posses him, “WHAT!!” he bellowed at
the top of his lungs, “HOW *DARE* he do this!!” Standing some distance away,
Genma sweated in fear that the ‘Head’ will turn to him, but soon curiosity
gnawed at him. Wanting to take a look at the parchment, he tip-toed over to Soun
and looked over his shoulder to the letter.
Written in elegant script, ‘OyaJi, Tendo-San…I’m writing this letter for that
an incredible opportunity has availed itself to me for training and that I will
be gone for a few months, from what Mai has told me anyway. I didn’t want the
hassle of everyone telling me that I should stay to marry them or anything of
that crap, I realized that I need time to myself…but I probably will marry in
due time, to someone of my own choice. Not Yours oyaji! I’ll miss
everyone…Signed: Ranma Saotome.’
Going back onto his feet completely again, Genma pushed his glasses back up to
the bridge of his nose, “My son didn’t write that letter…” he said calmly, only
to jump out of his skin when Soun turned on him, “Then who did?!?” he screamed,
his dreams of joining the two dojos flying out the windows to the heavens above,
dropping the parchment in the process.
While her Father screamed at Genma, Nabiki padded over to the document, picked
it up and read it over herself. Eyebrow arching inquisitively, “It says right
here, daddy, that Mai Nakajiima of the Miki-Moto Corporation has written this
for Ranma…” she trailed off, noticing that they aren’t listening to her,
babbling about that there dojos aren’t going to be joined again. Looking at the
paper again, “Maybe another fiancé that Mr. Saotome forgot to tell us
about…again.” She added as she pondered the paper and walked away.
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Back onto the ‘MegaLORD’ Ship…
“Strap yourself in, Ranma…” Mai called out from her captain’s chair in the
forward center of a gargantuan control room, “It going to be a bumpy ride for
the first ime ‘round!” Ranma nodded apprehensively, heeding her words as he
fastened all four points to the harness. He had also been warned that he could
get a sick stomach for that this is his first ‘Dimensional Transition.’ ‘What
ever that meant…’ he mumble inwardly as he impatiently drummed his foot against
the floor panel.
What Mai didn’t tell him, mostly for fear of shattering the fragile, but huge
ego of his, is that he could get the shakes so bad from the first trip through a
Rift, that he would not be able to control himself. No matter as to how much
willpower he claims to have. Mai smiled to herself as she remembered her own
first time through a Rift, leaving her sick for many an hour after that.
Winding up the specially built Rift-Generator, constructed for by none other
than Inglix ‘The Mad.’ Built from the same premise as the Rift Projector Cannon,
but for a MUCH different purpose. Winding up the capacitors, she punched in the
coordinates back to the site near to the ‘Four Dragons’ Dojo. She waited a
moment before she pushed the ‘Engage’ button.
A few seconds later after she pushed the button, Mai leaned back, to let the
massive power flow through her. She always found it enormously refreshing. She
was broken out of her reverie when a scream of sheer agony damn near made jump
out of her skin. Mai hasn’t heard screams like that since she was a child, on a
doomed colony cruiser…
Mai turned her chair around, the screaming still echoing in her mind, as
quickly as she could muster. She could believe what she is seeing, for all her
knowledge of the mundane and the arcane, she still gaped at what she saw: Ranma,
his head slightly bowed, clutching at both the armrests in whiter-than-white
knuckled grip. So tight they held, the armrests started cracking under the
strain. His body began twitching very rapidly, like a guitar string being
plucked. His eyes wide open, his jaw clenched tight, tears coming out from the
level of pain he is getting. But that is not what frightened Mai.
She is actually watching him phase in and out from reality. She turned back to
her console, confirming that the trip through the Rift is almost over. Mai eyes
widened as the phasing changed slightly. Instead of just fading in and out,
Ranma began to shift from his male and female forms, with an earsplitting
scream, nearly rattling the armor plates off of the bulkheads. Mai leaped out of
her chair and reached over to undo the restraint harness, in hope that it could
help him.
Another glass shattering bellow came out of Ranma, this time sounding both male
and female. The scream started dying out as she heard what sounded like raw
flesh being torn from the bone, Mai screwed her eyes shut from what she is
hearing and then a pair of bodies thumping onto the floor.
Opening her eyes reluctantly, her jaw slackened as she gaze upon, not one, but
two Ranmas on the floor. Both stark naked, one in male form, the other, a buxom
female with flaming red hair. Mai realized with a start that the female opposite
of the chair is Ranma’s cursed form. She looked them carefully over, both are
breathing, if not shallowly, the only sign of life between the pair.
Shaking her head, “Well…” pausing to brush a stray clump of silver hair out of
her face, “…He said he wanted to be cured,” smiling to herself, “but I don’t
think he wanted it to be this way…” she hummed to herself for a second, then
snapped her fingers in the air and yelled, “Medic!!” Very quickly, a set of
globes, with a red cross on all four points of the compass came and swept the
twins off to the sickbay to be monitored.
Sitting back down in her chair slowly, she scratched her chin inquisitively
with one delicate finger, “The generators power must have interacted with his
curse in some strange way…” trailing off as she rested her chin in the palm of
her hand, elbow on the armrest, she pondered Ranmas’ predicament for many an
hour. For she already knew that the Female-Ranma will have a difficult time
adjusting to *HER* new body…
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Notes:
If ya guessed that I have started this off at somewhere in the VIZ
OAV 'Akane and her Sisters', you might have won a prize!! <Not
Really...>
Well...I guess that I really don't have much to say here...this is my first
FanFic after all...
C&C Welcome...Flames, not really...But Constructive Critism helps...

KnightHawk
Feel the Fire sear your Flesh and Your Soul