Hi all, I'm just posting this latest segment of my first posted
fanfict partially to show that I'm still actively writing, and to show
that I haven't abandoned this fict. It's been a while since I last
posted it so I'll repost the previous 6 chapters this week.
Oh, and I thought it would make sense to number this as a
second part because of the time seperation.
Legal: The characters of Ranma � were created by the great Rumiko
Takahashi.
The characters of Gargoyles are the creations of Disney.
I am using them without permission, hopefully for the purpose of
entertaining someone. If anyone who has a right to sue me has that
desire, I have almost no money.
C&C is appreciated, you can contact me at brenda02@sprynet.com
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In Part one: Ryouga and Ranma got into a fight, and Ranma was put in
the hospital in order to keep Fox Xanatos and her son Alexander from
being hit by some of Ryouga's attacks. When Akane heard about this she
decided that she had to put an end to the feud between Ranma and
Ryouga. In the hospital Akane demands that Ranma tell her the reasons
behind his and Ryouga's rivalry. Ranma evades answering by telling her
that Ryouga has two reasons for fighting him, and gives a quick
explanation for why he can't tell her either. Ryouga had overheard her
decision to end his and Ranma's feud, and left after leaving her a
letter. He wound up at UcChans and on learning about what Ranma had
told Akane decided to tell her his feelings. Akane was angry with him
for treating her like an object to be won, but told him she still
wanted to be friends. When she questioned him about the second reason
Ranma spoke of for the feud between the pair; Ryouga bolted with the
promise of resolving it with Ranma, and promptly wandered to Avalon and
met the Wierd sisters. They gave him the power to transport to other
places when he REALLY wanted to go there. And after discovering that
Akane knew about P-chan Ryouga really wanted to be anywhere far away
and found himself in New York. Demona sensed his teleportation and
recruited him into Nightstone Unlimited. Meanwhile Fox initiated a
plan to use a dinner with the Saotome's and Tendo's to bring Ranma and
his mother together. The plan backfired but produced the desired
result anyway.
Ranma, the Time of Changes II: New York!
By Brendan O'Donnell
Chapter One
David Xanatos looked coldly across his desk">I have no
intention of kidnapping someone who once saved my sons life.<"
">Oh no need for kidnapping Mr. Xanatos, but you've seen what
I've done with just a few tissue samples. A few hours in the lab, a
week with some unobtrusive monitoring equipment and I could do so much
more.<" Dr. Sevarius responded with a wide smile. ">I'm sure you can
convince some little kid easily enough.<"
">Ranma Saotome is not what you'd call weak willed.<" Xanatos
replied, leaning back in his chair. ">However he does have a few
strings that I can pull. All right I'll try to get him to agree.<"
"No way." Ranma said. "I am not going to let some
Frankenstein wanna-be take a probe at me."
"If you're adamant I'm not going to push." Xanatos replied
casually. He looked down at the manila folder he had brought with him.
"But that doesn't mean I'll give up." He pushed the folder across the
table. Sipping his tea he looked up at Kasumi who was standing by the
doorway to the kitchen. "Excellent tea by the way."
"Oh thank you Xanatos-san." Kasumi replied with a smile before
she walked back into her kitchen.
Ranma had opened the folder and was looking at the photographs
inside. "Who are they?"
"Test subjects. Using the tissue samples taken when you broke
your leg Dr. Sevarius was able to design a rather impressive medication
which actually promotes limited tissue regeneration." Seeing Ranma's
blank look he said, "The first picture is of a woman who's face was
severely lacerated by broken glass. Current medical technology would
have left her with half a dozen scars that anyone could see from ten
feet away. Thanks to Sevarius's formula, you'd need a magnifying glass
to find any evidence of the accident, and only if you knew exactly
where to look. The second is a policeman who was shot in the knee in
the line of duty. Thanks to you he can walk normally without a limp."
Xanatos leaned forward, looking at Ranma with an intense expression on
his face. "Sevarious did that with a few tissue samples. He thinks
that with a few more tests he can do a great deal more. You could cure
cancer, or make it possible to heal paralyzing injuries. Are you
absolutely sure you don't want to help?"
"Well... I..."
"Don't rush your decision. If you do accept my offer all
Sevarious will need you to do spend a couple of hours in the lab, spend
a week wearing some small monitors, and drop by the lab for a final
hour or two and your done. I'll even let you stay at my home in New
York while everything's happening. Haven't you ever wanted to visit
someplace far away?" He took out a business card and put it on the
table before Ranma. "If you want to take me up on the offer just call
the number on that card."
Three men in partially armored black outfits crept quietly
through the unlit halls of Nightstone Unlimited's New York office.
Reaching their target, they slid into positions, two watching the
opposing directions while the third slid a modified card into the slot
beside the door. A few manipulations on the hand held keypad connected
to that card and the green light on the panel lit. The door opened and
they entered silently. A second later the lights went on in the room.
">Hi, you must be spies.<" Ryouga commented from the end of
large room as he casually spun a bandana he was holding.
The three all pulled guns and raised them to aim at Ryouga who
had thrown the Bandana and started to move toward them. The bandana
arced and sliced the barrels off the guns which fell apart with a loud
hiss.
"YAAH!" Ryouga called as he leaped at the trio. *Their
actually pretty good.* He thought to himself as he calmly lashed out
at them. When the fight was done he thought of his performance.
Despite their slowness compaired to his opponents in Nerima, it had
taken eight attacks from him to hit each of them once. Of course
unlike Ranma, they stayed down after one hit. *I've been training
harder than ever since I came to New York, but there aren't any good
opponents to fight. I hope I'm not loosing my edge.*
Contemplating his skills, he found himself thinking of Ranma,
his hated rival's gloating face rising from his memory, laughing as
Ryouga began to think of how much of his pain was Ranma's fault. Then
he thought of Akane. He closed his eyes and shook his head. *Akane...
Ranma took her away from me forever, but I gave her my word.*
"But Ranma, wouldn't this trip to New York be the perfect
Honeymoon? I'll start setting up the ceremony right away..."
"NO WAY am I getting married, especially not to that Tomboy!"
Ranma proclaimed. A second later he was knocked to the ground by a
quick elbow attack from Akane.
"DAD! There is no way I am getting married to that pervert!
And I have no intention of going anywhere with him!"
"I thought you were going with me?" Nabiki commented as she
looked up from the English textbook she was reading through.
"I AM! I'm going to help Nabiki, not to be with Ranma!"
"Dinner's ready!"
"Coming Kasumi" Soun called in response, his tears forgotten.
"Yes, thank you." Cologne hung up the phone. "Shampoo."
"Yes Great-Grandmother?"
"Have you ever wanted to visit America?"
Shampoo thought a moment. "Shampoo not think her dancing good
enough. Also need much work on English singing voice."
Cologne glanced at her great-granddaughter, then remembered
which American films had been screened most often near the village.
"That's just in the movies, most real Americans don't sing and dance in
the streets."
"To bad, Shampoo always want to see in person. That also mean
they not all use big ugly guns all time?"
"... Not to that degree." Cologne looked at her granddaughter
a moment. "Ranma will be traveling to New York in a few weeks, if your
interested in going with him."
"Shampoo go with Airen!"
"Shampoo, No! You don't need to follow Saotome into that..."
Mousse stopped talking as he ran into Shampoo's kicking foot.
"Stupid Mousse, Shampoo glad not see him in America."
"I'm afraid he's going with you, Shampoo."
Shampoo blink in surprise. "Why stupid duck boy go with
Shampoo?"
"Money. To rent you a room in New York would require me to
either have gold sent from the village, or tap some of the long term
securities I've been converting the Nekohanten's profits into. The
loss of face would be unacceptable. Fortunately Mousse's great uncle
moved to New York thirty years ago, and is willing to put the two of
you up for your stay." She shook her head. "You'll be his uncle's
guest so you'll have to remain restrained when you put duck boy in his
place I'm afraid."
A distasteful look passed over Shampoo's face. "But Shampoo
can stop Mousse if Mousse bother Shampoo or Airen, yes?"
"Of course, It's also your duty to protect your host from being
dishonored, especially from another guests lecherous behavior."
"Goliath!"
"Is there something you want, Xanatos?"
"Oh no, I just wanted to warn you in advance that we'll be
having some visitors in a few weeks. I think we can trust them with
the truth about you, but I wanted to check with you first."
"What if I don't share your optomism?"
"I'll have them stay in the lower part of the castle and come
up with some excuses to keep them off the roofs as much as possible."
"Tell me more about them."
"Oh you'll like them. There'll be three of them. The first one
I met was Ranma Saotome."