Ranma 1/2:
Ranma No More
Alternate History
By:  Dani Yanega
yanega@mindspring.com (please respond to this e-mail address)



Chapter Eighteen


Lunch time Furinkan High; Nabiki is doing business with some of
the students, when her cell phone rings she calls to one of her
subordinates to complete the transactions and walks to secluded
spot near the woods that boarders the school campus.

"Moshi, Moshi."

She pauses as she listens to the report from one of her
informants.

"Alright I will check it out after school, thanks for the
information, yes the usual fee."

She hangs up and dials; she waits for the pickup on the other end.
Then she hears the connection go through.

"Moshi, Moshi, Tendo Residence."

"Hi Kasumi it's me I will be late tonight so don't hold dinner I
will get something while I'm out."

"Alright Nabiki, do you know how late you will be?"

"I shouldn't be to late just checking on a new business in town."

"Alright, then, we will see you later, I will let father know.
Good bye."

"Bye, sis."

Nabiki hangs up just as the bell sounds, she turns and heads back
to class.

                         /*\*/*\

Ku Lon leads Michael, Ranma, and Ryoga into her office, which
Michael's deliverymen has just deposited the furniture for.  Ku
Lon sits behind the desk and motions for the others to take a
seat.  Since there are only two chairs Ranma sit in the lotus
potion on the corner of the desk near Ryoga.  Her aura flaring
ever so slightly around her, and giving the furniture seller a
stare of arctic ice.  Michael Sanders fidgets nervously under the
stare of the temperamental redhead.  When Ku Lon walks across the
desk and places a hand on Ranma's shoulder her aura disappears,
and Ku Lon turns to Michael.

"Well now, Sanders-san please tell us about the symbols and what
you know of the monks, or do I release a 1500 year old
reincarnated Amazon sorceress on you, who at the moment is _very_
unhappy!"

Michael gulps, then looks defiantly at the Elder.

"If I talk I talk only to those who bear these marks, he says as
the symbol flares on his head and hand."

Ranma slinks off the desk, cat-like in her movements and walks
purposefully up to the gajin.  Michael begins to become aroused;
until, she reaches out and grabs his collar and pulls him to her
so he was looking directly into her burning amethyst eyes, as she
growls.

"Those monks _stole_ my great grandmother from me.  I now have
only one family member that I can _trust_.  Ra Koh was my lifeline
when I needed it; I am willing to take out my anger on the closest
thing too those _bastards_.  Which at the moment seems to be you."

Ranma raises her free hand and a ball of eldrich fire appears.  Ku
Lon leans towards Ryoga and asks in him in awe.

"How long has she been able to call up magic like that."

Ryoga shrugs then responds.

"It was during our training at the base of the mountain, but wait
it gets better, she doesn't like to leave anything alone, watch."

He points to the angry little redhead.  If it is at all possible,
Ku Lon's eyes where even bigger then her. As Ranma mixes into the
magical fireball, her new multi colored purple chi.

"See I have been practicing, and have created a unique little
spell that combines eldrich fire and chi.  It is a very fatal
combination, shall we see how much you scream before you _die_!"

Ryoga walks up to Ranma and places his hand on her shoulder, a
bright forest green multi colored chi mixes in.  Ranma then smiles
like a demon.

"Oh did I forget my manners meet my _soul mate_ we worked out a
way for us to combine our chi.  Which makes this spell even
deadlier."

Michael's eyes nearly pop out his head; his heart is pounding so
loudly it is deafening.  Through the pounding he hears Ku Lon
speaking.

"I am able to call off my great nephew if I choose, but we are
going to want answers.  As Elder of the Joketsuzoku what effects
one of our warriors effects all of us.  Now do you really wish to
talk to those two _alone_?"

Michael shakes his head no, then breathes a sigh of relief as
Ryoga pulls Ranma away from him.  Ranma glares at Ryoga, he just
gives her his best 'sweet little old me grin' and pushes her into
Ku Lon's chair.  Once she is seated he sits quickly on her lap to
keep there.  Ku Lon walks across the desk and looks at their
guest.

"Now Mr. Sanders what is happening to my great nephew."

"That is the second time you called her _nephew_.  So it is the
girl side that is her cursed form, from Jusenkyo?"

Ku Lon raises an eyebrow.

"You know of Jusenkyo?"

Michael nods then the Tao symbol appears and the gold side starts
to glow. Instantly sitting in the chair is no longer Michael
Sanders but instead an eagle as big as Ryoga's wolf side and it's
coloring is pure white and like Ryoga's new coloring there are
golden highlights.  Ryoga is next to shift to his alternate form.
Ku Lon marvels at Ryoga's new size and color.  Then both Ryoga and
Ranma walk up to Michael, she extends her arm and Michael jumps up
on it.  Then the golden white light flares around the three of
them.

Ku Lon looks away as the light flares around the three in front of
her.  When it is gone, the animals are human again and dressed.
Between them stands Ranma but she is no longer a petite redhead.
She is now five feet seven inches instead of the five feet two
inches of before.  Her hair now is pure white with the golden
highlights and has been increased in length to end at her lower
back.  She looks to Ku Lon with fear and confusion written upon
her face.

"What is going on here?  What has happened to Ranma?"

"It is a by product of what the monks do to Jusenkyo victims."

"They only do this to those cursed at Jusenkyo?"

Ryoga inquires, as he raises an eyebrow.

"Yes, Ranma what does your true form look like?"

Ranma shifts back to his male side, he is as he always has been,
except for his eyes which were changed when he and Ra Koh first
melded.

"I don't know their whole purpose and not all Jusenkyo victims are
wanted either, but something is coming something that the monks
fear.  Something that only those of us that are enhanced, can
fight.  I think one of the main reasons they choose Ranma is the
fact that the soul of the Nyanniichuan, is now a part of her.  I
can sense there is more to the two of you, though I can not get a
clear understanding as to what it is."

The three Amazons look at each other with a mixture of awe and
confusion.