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Ranma 1/2 and El Hazard belong to Rumiko Takahashi and AIC respectively.



 "Hey, watcha doing?" Ranma asked as he swung down from the branches
where he had been observing Happosai for the past few minutes.

 "Nothing," Happosai said with a tone of unusual nervousness as he tried
to hide the various objects scattered in front of him from Ranma,
without much success evidently as Ranma plucked one object out from his
grasp.

 "Hey, what is this?" he asked, observing the object.

 Happosai's eyes went wide as he realised what Ranma held in his hand.
Of all the objects he had to pick that one, and he wasn't even protected
against it. He knew it was too late the moment Ranma touched but he
leapt instinctively at Ranma, trying to snatch the object back before
something happened.

 It was too late. "Hey! What's happening!?" Ranma said, a slight tinge
of fear in his voice as black swirls appeared out of the object and
started to surround him. "Hey! What-" he cut off abruptly as the black
swirls encased him as tightly as a mummy, shimmering for one second
before the whole thing disappeared. Along with Ranma.

 "No!" he cried out, he was too late to save Ranma. The only thing he
could do was pray for the boy. God knew where the boy would end up.

 ****

 Ranma awoke from a rather peaceful sleep. Glancing around, he took in
his surroundings. Apparently he was in some sort of city, a rather
sophisticated one if he did say so. For some reason, the streets were
deserted though.

 "Who are you? You are not registered in the city banks," a pale man
said. He was carrying some sort of staff and two other people stood
behind him.

 "Huh? What? I'm Ranma Saotome," Ranma answered, as he took in the
strange clothes that the men were wearing.

 " You're not registered. Therefore you must be spy. You can surrender
peacefully or suffer," the pale man said after a brief moment, as if he
was thinking.

 "What!? I'm not a spy! And I'm not going to surrender, you want me,
come and get me!" With those final words, Ranma jumped into the air,
preparing for battle.

 *****

 Ranma awoke for the second time that day. He tried to ignore the dull
pounding in his head as he tried to take in his surrounding's. He
struggled to get up, but couldn't. Something was holding him down,
something he couldn't break. He turned his head to the left and right,
the most motion he could make under the circumstances but he could see
nothing. He could hear only strange voices, talking in rushed, hysteric
whispers.

 " He's strong I tell you! He managed to stop three minor demongods
before the backup force arrived, and he's only a human now!! If we can
make him into one of the more powerful ones like we're planning with the
Ifurita module you were planning, we will win the war!"

 " But...he's human like us, what gives us the right to experiment on
him? He's one of us. No one deserves this, even if they are a spy."

 " Look, would you rather we lose the war? Think of your family! What if
we lost the war? What would happen to them? It would be much worse than
this. We have no choice!"

 ".....Fine, we'll do it."

 Two people stepped into his view. One was short harsh man with graying
hair, while the other was a young man which reminded Ranma slightly of
Dr. Tofu.

 "I'm sorry," the young man said just before the pain began.

 Ranma screamed into the darkness.

 ****

 *Here,* the voice drew Makoto onwards until finall he came to the newly
discovered ruins in the school basement.

 "Who's there?" he yelled into the diml-lit ruins. As he walked across
the floor, beams of light shot up, ensnaring him. "Hey let go!" he
yelled as he started struggling to break free.

 Suddenly the canister in the corner of the room started to spin,
rotating until the symbol of an eye came up. He watched as the canister
opened, revealing a rather handsome young man, his head slumped slightly
and with his hair tied into a familiar pigtail. He wore rather strange
clothes that were faded with age.

 The young man raised his head, his sapphire blue eyes resting on
Makoto. "Has it come?" he whispered softly to himself. "Ten thousand
years of waiting and the moment has finally come," his voice became
stronger and stronger as he staggered out of the canister.

 "Who...who're you!?" Makoto stammered as the stranger walked closer to
him. To say he was surprised was an understatement.

 The young man gave a slight bitter smile as he replied, "Ranma. Ranma
Saotome, remember that name well Makoto Mizhura." He walked with
deliberate slowness, as if saving his energy for some ardous task ahead.
"I'm sorry, but I have to send you to El Hazard. Time is growing short,
I'm weak with the passage of years but still I must do this. With my
remaining strength, I will send you to El Hazard."

 Makoto stood there speechless as he took in Ranma's words. "Wait!
What's El Hazard!" he yelled but he received no answer. The last he
could remember was seeing Ranma stare at him emotionlessly as strange
images flooded his head. Strange light burst from Ranma, exploding out
from the ruins and striking the still forms of the figures still in
school.

Authors Note: Hmm....I wonder how this idea will do? I just received it
in a flash of 'inspiration'. And no, Ranma and Makoto are not going to
fall in love! Should I continue this? And in case you didn't get it,
Ranma was sent to Ancient El Hazard by a magical object of Happosai's,
and there he was captured by the Ancients of El Hazard. How will his
presence affect the history of El Hazard? I have no idea, but I'm open
to suggestions though. Oh and some one please suggest a title for this?

Sining
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