Ai no senshi Wild Honey
A Ranma � fanfict by Tangent
A strange kinda fusion come up with by metroanime
Additional scenes by Metroanime (on occasion)
Pre-reading and editing assistance by:
Metroanime;
Lord Talon;
Howard Melton:
Nevrmore;
And some guy named Steve
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books!).
CHAPTER TWO:
Setsuna's head ached as another wave of retroactive
continuity washed past her transtemporal post by the
Gate of Time. Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune were
active, apparently under the same orders she had given
them before the dimensional merger, but she didn't know
how long that would last. Saturn was still 'asleep', which
was good at this point. Sailor Moon had 'awakened' only
a short while ago, and should soon be encountering her
compatriots around Juuban. Sailor Venus was in London,
with Artemis...
No, wait! Artemis wasn't in London anymore, and Sailor
Venus was nowhere to be found. The white moon-cat was
in Virginia Beach in the United States instead. And he
was with...
Setsuna didn't know whether to cry in grief or joy over who
she saw with Artemis...
* * *
Artemis waved his tail about as he considered the
person before him. "You know, that's not exactly what
one of the Senshi would do."
"The role of the Senshi are essentially artillery pieces.
Lousy defense, not great maneuverability, but their
attacks have a lot of 'punch' to 'em." Metal pieces fitted
together with a click in the guy's hands. "Knights were
different, mainly support for the Senshi. I was always
*mainly* a soldier."
"Still, that hardly seems..." Artemis wanted to say that
it was tacky or not very classy at the very least.
"Besides, Senshi are essentially a sentai team. In
modern terms, they would fit in perfectly in Japan as a
'Power Rangers' kinda thing. I'm Western oriented, which
means more along the lines of Batman as opposed to
Kamen Rider Black." Another click as parts were fitted
carefully together. "During the old days, I could use a
sword for most hand-to-hand stuff, but you'll
just get shot if you carry a sword around nowadays."
"But building a military grade beamer out of a Radio
Shack spy kit and a pair of laser pointers?" Artemis
was pretty sure this was not in genre.
"It'll only give me four shots before the batteries give out,"
said the soldier. "You know, it's too bad my old Sergeant
didn't realize he'd drilled me so well on weapons repair
and cleaning that I not only could take apart and clean a
beam rifle in my sleep, I'd be able to do it in my next life
as well."
"It still lacks a certain something," grumbled Artemis.
"The Old Kingdom had all their roles for a reason. The
Senshi were not only the powerful inner soldiers, but
their attractiveness and costumes fulfilled a function as
well. Hence the Sailor Team uniforms and what would
be seen as 'sentai' elements in a modern era."
The soldier finished snapping together a final piece, then
sighted along the barrel. "Yeah, well, I was always the
practical one, part of being an engineer and soldier I
suppose. Obsidian was the barbarian, the fearsome
Knight of Fear, Endymion the noble who made the best
spokesman and liaison with the Senshi; Hematite was
the brash kid. Me, I'm just a soldier doing his best in a
guerrilla war. So, do you have the paperwork done yet?"
Artemis shook his head a final time at his companion
going on such an unromantic path as to building
weapons like that. He didn't see *why* the Knight had
always hated using thrown chess pieces as weapons,
other than terms like "lack of penetration" and "anytime
a thrown rose is a better weapon than what you've got,
it's time to upgrade your threat potential." Even asking
him what Pluto would think hadn't done more than pause
the soldier. "Yeah, I've cleared things. The US Embassy
in Minato-ku, specifically Azabu Juuban in Tokyo, has
got most of the paperwork. You'll be attending a college,
though none of the three I've applied for in your name
have gotten back more than form letters at this point.
One's in some place called Nerima, another's in Juuban,
and the third is... well, I'm not entirely sure *where* it is."
"Just as long as it's close to wherever our allies are.
They *must* be awakened before much longer," the
soldier said, checking the charge before removing the
battery pack. "What about living quarters?"
Artemis smirked at THAT. He'd had some success
manipulating things in this country, and a "random"
drawing had gotten good results with a local lottery.
Nothing so spectacular that it would draw too much
attention, but enough to provide "seed money" for some
investments. He couldn't have done this in Japan, public
records being more difficult to manipulate there. "I
wouldn't worry about that. You've got some income which
can be forwarded to you."
Stretching out, the nineteen-year-old set the completed
rifle to the side. He'd have to test fire it later. "So, we've
got three days before we leave?" At Artemis' affirmative,
he rubbed his eyes. "Well, I better start packing things
up. The 'Musketeer' ought to make one more appearance
and announce his retirement. Maybe a hint that he's
going to Florida or something."
"That'll work," agreed Artemis, glad that this part of his
job was over. He was anxious to be reunited with Luna
again, after all.
* * *
Ranma ran dead out towards where she had felt the
ghostly entity come to ground. She didn't know why
she was a girl now, or how she knew this ancient evil
known as Panther Zora. She just knew that the demon
had to be destroyed, and that it was up to her to do it.
She also somehow knew that she had another form more
suited to the battle at hand. Not breaking stride in the
slightest, Ranma touched a small, discolored spot on
the left side of her neck where it met the shoulder and
cried out. "HONEY SPLASH!"
A swirling column of water formed around Ranma,
washing her training gi away and leaving her naked. Half
a moment later, she had grown nearly two feet in height,
and her red hair altered to a wilder styling as her ponytail
grew and braided itself into a pigtail that reached her hips.
Then narrow streams of water swirled in the air around her
still running form, flowing onto her body at various points,
seemingly painting a form-fitting red and blue, sleeveless
costume onto her. White boots and gloves also formed out
of the water, being complete even as the rest of the costume
was still spreading over her body. A white choker appeared
on her neck, with a heart symbol over where the discolored
mark had been, and a ribbon with another heart symbol
flowed onto her left upper arm just as her breasts were
finally covered again.
It felt right, and she could move in it. She didn't know why
there was a diamond cutout exposing her cleavage, but
she let it slide. Wild Honey was ready for action, and her
longer legs ate up the ground at a faster pace than before.
She never did notice the poor boy with the bandanna and
heavy pack that had witnessed the whole process. Even
if she had, she didn't have time to stop to help someone
who had passed out due to hormonal overload.
* * *
Shampoo ran as quickly as she could towards Jusendo.
Her great grandmother was counting on her to find out
what evil had just landed there and if the Nichieju should
prepare to fight it or flee. She huffed a bit at the thought
of fleeing. Were they not warriors? Would they not face
any challenge that might rise against them?
A flaming winged figure flew up from the mountain before
her, and Shampoo suddenly found herself wishing that
she wasn't so far from decent cover at the moment.
* * *
Too late! Too late! The demon had already found some
fool to empower as a minion! Wild Honey wasn't moving
nearly fast enough to suit her present needs. Too bad
there weren't any handy modern vehicles around. That
left her with a rather more embarrassing method of rapid
land travel. She'd have to do it though. There were
innocents to be protected and a youma to fight.
"HONEY SPLASH!"
A brunette centaur filly continued towards Jusendo at a
thundering gallop, a belt slung around where her human
torso merged with equine shoulders. A sheathed gladius
hung on the left side of the belt, and a quiver was
attached to the belt behind her back. She carried a huge
bow in her left hand, as she reached for an arrow with her
right.
She really wished that her centaur mode had something
else to wear though. This was as exactly as embarrassing
as she had thought it would be.
* * *
Saffron laughed as he trod on the charcoaled stump that
was left of one of the Nichieju spy's arms. Her body was
a burned mass of blackened flesh and bone, kept alive
so that his new Mistress could feed on her terror and
despair as she watched her village be destroyed and her
fellow amazons raped and subjugated. Or perhaps killed.
He had yet to decide. For a moment, he had regretted
simply blasting the girl from a distance. He was feeling
quite virile in his new, rather buff body as the Dark
Phoenix King, but a charred lump held no attraction to
him.
"Wh... why are... you..." Shampoo rasped out though
scorched lungs.
"Because I can, little girl," Saffron sneered wickedly.
"Because no one can stop me."
The effect was rather ruined when a feathered shaft
appeared in his throat.
* * *
Cologne paused in the midst of the panicked hubbub of
the evacuation of Joketsuzoku as she sensed a powerful
battle aura approach from the east. Not an evil one, as
had been the spirit aura that had prompted her to send
her great granddaughter on that ill-fated scouting mission.
No, this one was from a champion of light, a great force
for good set against the evil that had infected the Lord of
Jusendo. A female centaur of all things, apparently.
The centaur changed course slightly so as to bypass the
village. Even from this far away from her target, she drew
forth another arrow and pulled back on her mighty bow.
Cologne stared wide-eyed as she heard the filly curse
upon discovering Saffron's regenerating abilities, but
noted that this did not keep their unexpected ally from
attacking.
Then Cologne returned to helping to direct the
evacuation of her people. While she (and most of the
rest of the village) kept half an eye on the centaur and
cheered her on, she didn't really expect that the filly
could do much against Saffron.
* * *
Ryoga ran beside a puffing panda, having reawakened
when the dumb beast stepped on him. Some bald guy
in a communist uniform was trailing behind them, but
Ryoga paid neither him nor the panda any mind. The
evil was still ahead of him somewhere, and that cute
girl who had changed into a beautiful woman was
heading right for it from the last he remembered. He
must catch up to the redheaded goddess and save her!
He must!
Ryoga tried to avoid another nosebleed as he once
again remembered the nude transformation sequence
that he had witnessed.
* * *
Wild Honey trotted to a near halt, having at least lured
the winged youma away from his victim and the nearby
village. She had used the rest of her arrows in the
process, but it had been worth it despite the fact that
none of her otherwise lethal shots had done more than
phase the monster for a moment or two. The gladius
was entirely too short to be an effective weapon in this
fight, and while her centaur form was massive and
strong, she doubted that it would be of any further use
in the battle. Time for another change.
"HONEY SPLASH!"
Wild Honey blinked as a fireball evaporated the column
of water, leaving her naked and bereft of the image/skill
set she had been attempting to change to. Dodging back
and to the side in a flip, having at least returned to her
more agile human form, she tried again.
"HONEY SPLASH!"
Once more raging fires boiled away the column of water
before it could form anything over Wild Honey. At least
the water had protected her from being burned alive, but
this was getting really annoying.
"All right, jerk! You want to be that way, fine!" Wild
Honey muttered as she dodged several more incoming
fireballs. If she weren't careful, she'd be herded right
back to the village she was trying to protect. Time to
take this to a whole new level.
"Let me give you a souvenir to take with you on your
journey to hell," Wild Honey called out.
"Sometimes I'm a traveling Martial Artist, learning her
trade; sometimes I'm a centaur archer protecting a
village; and sometimes I'm Wild Honey, and am pissed
off at the fact that you keep evaporating my outfits! But
the truth is..."
"Venus Cosmic Power! MAKE UP!"
This time the incoming fireball was itself consumed by
the globe of nearly blinding light radiating from the woman
who was Wild Honey. Her hair unraveled from its pigtail
and turned golden blond. Shafts of brilliant light played
across her body, leaving an orange-skirted seifuku in
their wake. At the small of her back an orange bow
appeared in a flash of light, as did a navy blue one at
her bosom. An orange choker and armband were the
last to flash into place, matching the collar and skirt.
"I am Sailor V!" the woman declared defiantly. "And in
the name of Love and Justice, I WILL punish you!""
* * *
"Okay," Edema, dark elf mistress of The Heart of
Darkest Chocolate in one of the seedier districts of
Valhalla. "Ranma can turn into Honey, and Honey
can change to a Senshi."
"Toltiir, you gotta learn restraint," Grey muttered, still
twitching from seeing that he had a counterpart in this
new world. One that apparently was destined to have
better luck with romance than he had on top of
everything else.
The cat paused. "Restraint? What's that? Sounds
uncomfortable..."
* * *
Sailor Pluto's Eyes bugged out as she performed a
classic facefault. Sailor Venus, conspicuously absent
from this new timeline from having died too early in the
final battle during the fall of the old Moon Kingdom, had
just appeared in China! And not as a girl in her mid
teens either, instead appearing to be in her late teens
or early twenties. With a bigger bust than she
remembered on the thousand-year-old version she
remembered from the scenes of Crystal Tokyo too.
Where had she come from, if she hadn't come forward
with the rest of the senshi? Why was she older than
she should be at this point in time? Why was she
radiating Silver Millennium magic like an artifact? How
had she managed to get a more ample bosom?
Sailor Pluto shook her head, casting that last question
aside as unimportant.
* * *
Genma stared at the combatants in the small valley
ahead of him. He was still a panda, of course, not
knowing that a mere application of hot water was all
that stood between him and a return to human form.
He ignored the boy who had run beside him as he
sought to catch up with the redheaded woman who had
been his son. Not that the stranger had stayed
conscious once they had reached the edge of the
battlefield. Ranma had obviously lost her gi somewhere,
and the hormonal overload caused by the sight of her
admittedly gorgeous body without any clothes on had
proved to be too much for the lad.
That wasn't what caused Genma's eyes to achieve
dinner plate proportions though. Ranma had changed
into a beautiful blond woman, somehow pulling a
seifuku out of nowhere, and was now moving faster
than Genma had ever seen anyone move before. And
using strange advanced chi attacks named 'Crescent
Beam Smash,' 'Crescent Beam Shower,' and 'Venus
Love Me Chain.'
He certainly never heard of any of those attacks, let
alone remembered teaching any of them to his son. Nor
had Ranma ever been away from him long enough to
have learned those attacks from some random master
of the art they may have encountered.
Genma turned back towards Jusenkyo. Apparently his
son had become a magical female champion of some
sort. Being a pandafied mascot wasn't the peaceful
retirement that he'd been hoping for, but at least it was
less dangerous than being a sidekick. A good mascot
would go back and get their packs from where they had
been abandoned in the rush. Maybe the guide knew of
a cure. Besides, if Ranma lost, he'd be that much further
away from the flaming winged youma.
* * *
Cologne directed the archers as they set up their bows
and took their places in staggered ranks. The centaur
filly had proven to be something else entirely - a self
declared Champion of Love and Justice, apparently
chosen by the kami themselves to save their village.
And doing a pretty darn good job of it too for that matter,
having lured Saffron away from Joketsuzoku and into this
barren valley instead. Very considerate of her, Cologne
thought.
The young woman was now doing an effective job of
containing the threat of the Dark Phoenix King. Now it
was up to the amazons to provide enough of a
distraction so that she could pull off any time consuming
special attacks. If she had any that is. It wasn't like
Cologne actually knew anything other than the fact that
Sailor V was on their side and deserved their support.
A glance down the staggered lines showed that the
Nichieju archers knew their business. None were angled
to strike their ally by accident. "On my mark," Cologne
waited for a prime moment, before continuing.
"Fire!"
* * *
Sailor V smirked at Saffron, the Flying Pincushion. She
could FEEL the growing confidence that the inhabitants
of the village had in her. She could feel their confidence
and hope in her adding fuel to her power. More to the
point, the flaming idiot was now distracted from throwing
fireballs for a moment!
"VENUS FLASH!"
In another flash of near blinding light, segments of silvery
armor began to appear in place of her seifuku. She was
not aware that the breast area had apparently been
designed in such a way that left much of her bosom
exposed, with the open band that provided the cups
providing a bare minimum of modesty, somehow moving
to compensate for the jiggles. She just assumed that
she had a full plate there, as she could at least feel that
she was wearing something harder than the seifuku had
been. The over all effect seemed to be a mix of ancient
Greek or Roman armor with French and gothic elements
as might have been designed by Frederick's of
Hollywood. Hard silvery metal with gold trim, impractical
looking gaps, and an orange miniskirt. A one hundred
percent hot bouncing, buxom, battle babe.
White Iron Venus was ready to play.
* * *
Saffron cursed as he expunged the arrows from his
body by the simple expedient of incinerating them. The
amazons would pay for their courage. After he had dealt
with this interloper, of course.
"Ha ha ha ha!" he laughed scornfully. "Surely you don't
think that some silly suit of armor will protect you from
me? All you've done is made yourself a slower target!"
With that, and a leer, he sent forth another ball of
intense flame. This time striking his target.
He permitted himself a moment of gloating as the power
that his new Mistress had given him allowed him to feel
the despair and grief of the amazons who witnessed his
triumph. Glory turned to shock, however, as he saw the
armored woman step out of the diminishing inferno utterly
unharmed and with a smile on her lips.
For the first time he grew frightened as she spoke her
next words: "Now it's *my* turn!"
* * *
Genma shrugged as he heard the explosions in the
distance. If Ranma was still alive, he was confidant
that she would pull through somehow. The boy... er,
girl was an exemplary member of the Saotome School
of Anything Goes Martial Arts, and was an expert at
battlefield adaptation.
All Genma had to do now was wait it out with the guide
once they got back to Jusenkyo. He had apparently
decided that returning to Jusenkyo with the panda was
a better idea than continuing towards the raging battle.
* * *
"VENUS CHAIN BARRAGE!" Cried out Sailor V,
sending forth a deluge of golden heart-shaped links.
Her opponent had dodged, as she had expected, but
hadn't been able to avoid becoming ensnared all together.
She yanked back on the chains, pulling the Dark
Phoenix King out of the air with a crash.
Sailor V summoned her long sword with a flick of her
wrist as she sprinted towards her bound adversary,
pinning him in place with a powerful thrust through his
torso and into the rock beneath him. Her next attack
would be serious overkill anywhere else other than a
barren valley, and she didn't want anything else to be
in the line of fire.
"GATTLING CRESCENT BEAM!" Thundering point-blank
explosions rocked the sheltered valley as Sailor V taxed
even the phenomenal recuperative powers of the Dark
Phoenix King. His body was utterly destroyed for a
moment, and then the essence split, a smaller, pure
one going off to the side, and the demon-tainted one
reforming in the air above her. Unplanned for, but perfect
never the less. Time to see if she could adapt some
attacks that she seemed to remember weren't quite
hers before.
"VENUS SPIRAL CRESCENT ATTACK!"
The Dark Phoenix King had just enough time to say
"Ouch!" before he was annihilated by a nine foot wide
golden boomerang.
* * *
Shampoo cried tears of relief as she witnessed the
death of the demon that had been the Lord of Jusendo.
The other demon-spirit that had been keeping her alive
to feed off of her torment had retreated, so she knew
that she would die soon. At least she got to see her
village saved. At least she had been able to distract
Saffron long enough for a champion of the gods to
intervene. For what else could the woman be?
She would even get a hero's send off, for their chosen
representative was approaching her, having discarded
her helmet and handing it to one of the Nichieju.
Shampoo could see that the woman had tears of her
own, but seemed defiant in her resolve. She wouldn't
understand what the woman said next until her great
grandmother told her later:
"Love's Healing Rain," the woman said as she cradled
Shampoo in her arms, the armor being dismissed back
to wherever it had come from, to be replaced once
again with the seifuku a moment later. Light shined
down from the heavens as a gentle rain fell over the
valley, causing plants to grow and bloom wherever it
touched the ground. More importantly to Shampoo,
her wounds healed up as if the water washed them
all away. Her limbs were restored and even her hair
had grown back to its full lavender glory.
The woman slumped, obviously exhausted beyond
her endurance. Shampoo cradled her in turn as the
warrior who had saved them all glowed briefly as her
outfit dissolved into light. The stranger had then shrunk
into a young redheaded girl about Shampoo's own age
before a white set of simple fighting clothes faded into
existence around her.
Ah, an avatar, Shampoo concluded. Truly a champion
chosen by the gods indeed. And obviously weakened
from her ordeal. Shampoo gently gave her the Kiss of
Sisterhood upon her forehead, adopting her as a
Nichieju on the spot.
END CHAPTER TWO
OMAKE THEATER PRESENTS: Title Theme Song
(part two)
("We've decided to make a substitution, Nabiki," Sailor
V addressed the girl bound and gagged in the corner of
the sound-stage. "Shampoo and I like this one better
than the Moonlight Densetsu. At least as far as this
chapter is concerned.")
Goddess on the mountain top...
Burning like a silver flame...
(Sailor V can be seen standing proudly atop Jusendo)
The summit of beauty and love...
And Venus was her name...
(Shampoo, Rin Rin, and Ran Ran step up to their
mikes.)
She's got it!
Yeah, baby, she's got it!
I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!
Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!
(Sailor V can be seen fighting the Dark Phoenix King)
Her weapons were her crystal eyes...
Making every man a man...
(White Iron Venus can be seen striding unharmed
through a raging inferno, even as the rock she's
walking across begins to melt from the heat.)
Black as the dark night she was...
Got what no one else had...
Wa!
(Shampoo, Rin Rin, and Ran Ran return to their mikes.)
She's got it!
Yeah, baby, she's got it!
I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!
Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!
(Sailor V can be seen removing the helmet of her
White Iron Venus armor as she approaches the charred
ruin of Shampoo's body, tears running freely down a face
defiant of such a fate befalling even a stranger.)
Goddess on the mountain top...
Burning like a silver flame...
(Sailor V is shown cradling Shampoo in her arms as
shining rain falls from the heavens, washing away the
amazon's wounds and restoring her limbs and hair to
their former glory)
The summit of beauty and love...
And Venus was her name...
(And once more, Shampoo, Rin Rin, and Ran Ran
return to their mikes.)
She's got it!
Yeah, baby, she's got it!
I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!
Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire,
At your desire!
("There. Wasn't that better than some video montage
of obviously doctored up 'candid' shots of Usagi and
Mamoru? I mean, honestly, there's such a thing as
child pornography y'know. 'Money is the fruit of the
weasel and all that!'")
END
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