Ranma goes on a training trip alone. He sneaks out of Nerima and disappears into the wilderness. His days are filled with training and learning to control his ki and the new power he found while fighting Saffron. His nights are filled with contenplations as to his relationships one of which is he really does not want to marry _any_ of his fiancees. Akane most of all.

He realized his feelings for her stemmed from the first day they met and she asked the friendless boy to befriends. He didn't know how to act at her betrayal of that friendship. Her continual on again off again friendship is what kept him so confused.

The same with the others he doesn't really want to marry anyone but he needs to find out how to get out of it. So every night after a strenuous work out he would stare up at the stars and continplate on his life and how to reclaim it.

About two weeks into the training trip his quiet reflection is interupted by the scream of a destressed female. He hangs his head sadly but goes off in the direction to see if he can help. He runs across the tops of the trees till he reaches a clearing surrounded by a ring of stones.

It looked very old and they reminded him of that place in England that they learned about in English class. In the center was a stone table with a young redhead girl strapped to it. A robed man standing over her is about to cut the artery in the girls neck.

Ranma scowls as he stares at the other robed figures in the clearing waiting eagerly like hungry wolves. He shoots a chi blast at the man with the knife. When the others turn toward him their eyes glowing red in the recesses of their hoods, he shoots another blast at them scattering them into the trees.

He jumps from the trees to land in the center of the clearing. He walks up to the girl keeping an eye on the unmoving form of the man with the knife. He gets to the slab and starts to untie the girl. When he freezes as the girl is him and then steps back with shock as she fades from existance.

The laughter draws Ranma's gaze from the stone table to the hooded man his manical laughter filling the grove. Ranma tries to move but is unable to make his legs obey. He looks down and sees the grow is filled with a rising thick gray mist.

"We have finally found her!" Was the last Ranma heard before disappearing into the gray mist surrounding him.

Ranma wakes then jumps quickly from the bed as there is a girl next to him. He stares at the sleeping beauty a tsunami of emotions going through him. Happiness, sorrow, confusion, hatred, rage, relief. The girls eyes flitter open and instead of sapphire blue, pale blue white eyes stare back at him.

"Now destiny is complete!" Her soprano voice tells him as she slowly gets up revealing her nakedness.

Ranma blushes and turns around. He stiffens at her laughter, and becomes angry. He then deflates as he realizes that is the body that was his for more then two years and to be embrassed now is kind of funny. He chuckles slightly.

He jumps at the hand on his shoulder and turns to see her wrapped in a sheet a small smile on her face. Her eyes staring into his soul. He steps back slightly as she stares at him.

"I am Myia. I was once High Priestess of an ancient group that has long since vanished from earth. We controled the elements, I am afraid that when I vanished so did they." Myia looked down sadly as she turned from Ranma her bare shoulders shaking with quiet sobs.

Ranma tentatively came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. They wrapped just above her chest across her shoulders. She leaned back into his embrace and cried.

"How touching!" Came a snarl from behind them.

they turn to see the hooded monk his face now exposed and hatred glowing in his eyes. Ranma grows angry as he watches the man lustfully eye Myia.

"We got rid of your kind once before 'High Priestess' and we are not going to allow you to regain your foothold again." The man snarled at the girl an evil smile on her face.

"The Driuds can't stop us any longer, we will take back our world and keep it safe from you and your interference!" Myia snarled just as angrily, shocking Ranma.

"Yes but we have you and your avatar there is nothing you or he can do to stop us. We have blocked your access to your powers. Long enough for us to kill you and he is nothing but a pup he won't be able to do anything to stop use." The man just made a big mistake.

Ranma growled low in his throat pulling Myia behind him he began to glow. The man watched fascinated but undistrubed. Ranma felt his chi start to blink out as if a block had been put in place.

He smiled at the man before him a smile that made the man shiver visibly as Ranma's hands traversed his body in lightning speed pressing pressure points he had learned to control his ki and chi. He did not want a repeat of Mt Phoenix. He released his own self induced blocks releasing his full power.

The destruction that followed allow Ranma to escape with Myia wrapped tightly in his arms.

Basically this is a war with a race older then the Druids a race of elemental beings that protected the earth. Stone hinge and places like them were their power centers. The Druids destroyed them and have been manipulating the world to a point were they could destroy it and take over.

Myia's return is to release her people and save the world her avatar and protector is to be Ranma.