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[Ranma/Xover][FanFic] Retake chapter 23 "World Series"

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Chapter 22, Retake
"World Series"

a fanfic by Metroanime/Gregg Sharp

----

"This is Channel 12 NewsCenter, I'm Chetu. Today we are officially not
alone. While we've had the alien prince around for some time, and the Sailor
Senshi, as well as the occasional catgirl or magical girl or insanely
powerful martial artist, this is the first time we've had an official First
Contact situation.

"Since we have many other stations out of the country using this feed,
here's a brief rundown on how things are here at the center of this historic
meeting.

"The current situation started a little over two years ago with youma
appearances in the Azabu Juuban district of Tokyo. The Sailor Senshi, a
combination of a magical girl group and a sentai team, rose out of nowhere
to fight them. First was Sailor V who had originally appeared in England but
then returned here. Sailors Moon, Mercury, Mars, Jupiter and the mysterious
Tuxedo Kamen battled local youma and were then joined by Sailors Pluto,
Uranus, and Neptune. About nine months into the battle, the youma stopped
appearing and the Sailor Senshi vanished without a trace. Also missing,
believed due to a last youma appearance, were a number of young girls from
the region.

"A little over a year passed before the appearance of the dragon prince and
his reported ties to our own Emperor. A secret deal recently unearthed here
at NewsCenter 12 revealed that the Emperor and key members of the Diet have
entered with the Prince in an agreement that has placed a secret embassy
under Furinkan Senior High School in Nerima for the Prince and his staff.

"According to some sources, these friendly aliens have been behind
Cyberdyne's recent successes. They were also behind the rescue of the Sailor
Senshi from some form of magical prison, have revealed the horrifying truth
behind the Grimlok Institute, and are behind the civil war that has recently
rocked the Senshi to their core.

"According to a highly placed source, the Senshi are actually from a kingdom
that existed in this system 10,000 years ago and fell to those very youma
that attacked two years ago. The Dragon Prince is actually the heir to that
kingdom and some other kingdom among the stars that was itself involved in a
coup where the Prince was sent here to hide.

"Meanwhile, other champions and high tech vehicles have been made and are
now in the skies over Tokyo. The Intruder ship has settled into a
geosynchronous orbit over Tokyo and has sent a shuttle of some sort towards
Kanto.

"Is this a First Contact, an attempt to make good on the Prince's coup as
some have suggested, or is this an invasion of completely different aliens?

"The next hour should answer those questions."

-----

The disc erupted into six distinct shapes. The audience had no trouble
figuring out *what* these were.

"More dragons," grumbled Sailor Uranus. Direct confrontation had not worked.
Taking a position on a tall building she waited for her chance.

-----

"Yeeeehaw!"

"Mamo-chan, this is so unlike you."

"Well, Usako, out of this deal - you gained a brother, I gained a sister,
and I just find something... empowering in having a thousand horsepower
under the hood." Mamoru smirked. "If only my mecha weren't a..."

"turtle? But you have such good armor, Mamo-chan."

"You have an Angel. I have a Turtle.... You have a minivan. I have a
Ferrari. It doesn't quite balance out."

------

Akane looked at what she held and what Kasumi held. "Miyew meow mew?"

"Mister Fess said it was OK to take these specific items from the Vault,
Akane." Kasumi held hers up. "The Amulet of Hebe. She says that I should
wear her and become a priestess of Hebe. I am uncertain of practicing such a
faith however."

"Miew meow meow."

"Yes, I suppose it could be worse," agreed Kasumi.

Akane gave the sword Foebane a couple of trial swings. It flew out of her
clumsy paws. "Miew!"

"Akane!"

"Mewmew."

"It's all right, dear. I suppose it *is* rather stressful."

---------

"Show of strength or look unthreatening?"

Gouts of flame from the lead dragons.

"Should we combine mecha?" Venus asked over the comm channel. "We can't form
System Mazinger without Uranus, but we Inners can at least link up to form
Senshitron Heart."

"...we can combine mecha?!" Sailor Moon wasn't sure if that was a good thing
or not.

"Heart as in 'heart of the solar system'? Neither Moon or myself have had a
chance to use the Help function on these mecha."

"It's all very user friendly," Mercury assured the newcomers.

"Hang on, they're moving into a challenge formation." Fess checked data to
be sure. 95% match up. "If the lead one lands and moves forward on their own
that's what this is. Like a challenge for pecking order with a pride or
similar species group."

The lead, a powerfully built gold dragon, landed on one of the streets
leading to Furinkan.

*I offer challenge!*

Greylle hit the ground in front of the Furinkan gates. *Must there be
challenge?*

"What are they saying?" Hotaru asked, her mecha hovering uncertainly.

*There must,* insisted the gold. *This must be resolved. There must be
challenge given. There must be blood paid.*

"They are speaking draconic. Most of the language is done telepathically,"
explained Fess. "I am translating and feeding to your mecha as subtitles on
subchannel C."

*Why?* Greylle looked at the other dragons well away from the obvious
conflict point. "Fess. Make sure the area is cleared. Quickly."

"Ahhhh! 'Subchannel C'?!" Usagi was having a little trouble, still not
having found the Help button.

The gold's eyes narrowed. *You interrupt a conversation with your betters to
address your pets? You are not worthy.*

*You have not given me a reason to engage you in combat.* Greylle flapped
his wings once to indicate puzzlement. *This world is under the protection
of myself and my chosen allies.*

The gold's eyes glowed as she met Greylle's eyes. The two continued the
psychic duel between them.

------

Sailor Uranus held up her hand, ready to unleash her most potent attack.
Space Sword Blaster. To do it, she'd need to drop down on top of one of the
dragons since the attack had a shorter range than a World Shaking. She was
in a near perfect position.

The only thing stopping her at this point was the certain knowledge that a
sudden attack *might* cause the dragons to start fighting each other.
Otherwise she expected that she'd be at the mother of all ground zeroes. She
was also sure that protections from her Senshi transformation or no,
afterwards you'd probably be able to hide her remains under a postage stamp.
A small one.

So she held her fire and waited for a better opportunity.

-----

*We have studied your adopted world,* said the gold with a snarl. *We will
decide your adopted world's fate in one simple duel.*

Greylle snarled back. Draconic skulls are practically made to snarl with.
*Oh really?*

*Yes,* replied the gold. *One game of 'baseball' - winner take all.*

Greylle blinked. *Say what?*

-----

"This is the Channel 12 NewsCenter at the heart of Tokyo! New developments
in the First Contact. We go to our woman on the scene, Yoko Shimomura!"

"All right! My first job and it's interviewing the Sailor Senshi and
reporting from a war zone! I am *so* hyped. What's that hand signal mean?"

"It means you're on the air," said Chetu.

"Oh. Sorry. Uhm, anyway, we're right here at Ground Central - Furinkan
Senior High School - which by the way does not look nearly as bad as the
reputation. Uhm. Sorry. Anyway, I've been listening to the comm chatter, or
at least that which hasn't been censored by this really cool sounding guy
named Fess who has just got this *nice* voice." The perky girl tried to
recover but was clearly very very nervous. "What's just happened is that the
dragon guy is a prince, but there was a coup and his side lost and now the
girl dragon there - she's the big gold one - is here to challenge him to a
duel."

"A duel? I've heard from experts that a spacefaring civilization by its very
nature must be civilized enough to have put aside war." Chetu decided that
blunt was what the viewers wanted, however un-Japanese it was. "Do you mean
our experts have their heads inserted rectally?"

"I think so," agreed Yoko. "The gold just spent fifteen minutes describing
how she would kill and eat the silver one. That's the one on our side by the
way."

"What of Earth's stance in all this?" Chetu realized the girl was nervous so
he was expecting a cut to a commercial if something untoward occurred.

"Oh. The silver one is here to protect us. The gold wants to..." Yoko
frowned as she read a display. "Eeeeeewwwwwww. I don't think that's
physically possible and my tastes *so* do not run that way."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh. I think that was a figure of speech. Like, I am so relieved. Uhm. Oh,
apparently they'll annex the planet and reduce Earth to ash or simply use
the Earth as some sort of penal colony. Or buffet. Apparently the phrase has
multiple meanings."

"Excuse me?!"

"Oh and the duel is a game of baseball. Though right now there's a major
argument going on. There's some girl the gold wants as a hostage and the
silver is pretty darn P.O.ed. Oh, I'm sorry. That's not 'hostage.' It's...
oh dear. No wonder the silver guy's pissed."

"Can we get back to the fate of the Earth?"

Yoko pointed at the display. "Anyway, they apparently want Sailor Saturn and
the silver guy said no way and it looks like we might have a fight before it
can get to a ball game."

------

Instinct was a powerful thing in dragons. So were emotions.

Wings snapped half out and eyes narrowed to glowing slits, Greylle bared
fangs and felt the langour of his looming dragonsleep banished for the
moment. *If you touch her - I will kill you.*

*Brave words from a youth barely out of his shell,* answered the gold. *I...
well here comes the upstart.*

Sailor Saturn left her mecha and stalked forward, her Glaive spinning in her
hands. "Leave my sempai alone! Old hag!"

The gold snarled herself, wings fanned out and the dragonfear rolled out. A
magical aura that carried the flare of the dragon's magic - against mere
humanoids it reduced them to gibbering terror.

Saturn staggered for a moment then recovered and began spinning her Glaive
around again.

Greylle growled deep in his throat as Saturn got in between him and the
gold. What was she doing?

Sailor Saturn's own aura flared.

*DIE!* The gold's head whipped forward.

Saturn had built power up. She released it. "Silence Glaive Surprise!"

Golden flames met purple light and parted before it. The gold dragon was hit
and left a gouge in the street of over 500 meters.

Saturn panted from the effort. "Fess says that sempai isn't able to fight at
full power because of some dragonsleep. If that's so, you're going to have
to face me!"

Greylle blinked. "Saturn. I'm touched. Fess. I'm annoyed."

The gold shook her head, looked at the little (relatively) girl then at the
dragon she was protecting. *Well, well, well. Now this _is_ something
different to say the least. In one week, prince. We shall battle in the
custom of this planet and we shall resolve this through your baseball game!*

Then to the surprise of everyone present the gold started laughing. Not
sinister evil laughter but more the sound of someone genuinely amused by
something.

The six dragons leapt into the air and rode a dragonline till they could
teleport.

-------

Uranus stiffened as she felt the familiar presence. "Why did you come here?"

Neptune used one gloved hand to brush part of the building's ledge before
sitting down. "Because one of the duties of one partner in a relationship is
to let the other partner know when she's being a... twit."

"Michiru, while you were going off to become some, some, harem girl, I've
been listening to the talk on the streets. Do you know what they're saying
about the Sailor Senshi now?" Uranus stood and angrily stalked towards the
other.

"That we're more competent and better equipped than we were? That we're the
soldiers of an ancient kingdom reborn in some Arthurian fashion to come to
humanity's aid in their darkest hour? How our alliance with Cyberdyne makes
us out to be shrewd businesswomen as well as planetary guardians?" Neptune
was unconcerned both by Uranus' anger and the four story drop behind her.

"No, that we're pawns of some great evil!"

"Try something besides CNN for your news," advised Neptune. "They're
hopelessly biased."

"SO ARE YOU! You're being mind controlled, can't you see that?"

Neptune frowned and stood. "Haruka. You are wrong. I propose this. A slave
would be kept under control. You don't arm slaves. You certainly don't set
them free."

"What are you doing?" Uranus watched as Neptune pulled a small compact out
of her itemspace.

"This is Sailor Neptune. Greylle-sama. I think we have a difference of
opinion. I request that you release me from any control or contractual
obligations."

Greylle's voice replied. "I understand. The contract will be nullified since
it did include terms for that. Say hello to Ten'ou-san for me. You're free
to go. We'll just stop work on the Manta. Oh, and good luck, Kaioh-san."

Sailor Neptune put the communicator away and fixed Uranus with a look. No,
this was more of a Look.

Sailor Uranus winced as the logic of the situation hit home.

------

*My Queen, the prince-exile has something unusual about his situation.*

The gold raised an eyeridge at that observation. *What is #not# unusual
about this situation?*

*My Queen, observe this scan in the magical wavelengths.*

*What in the name of Sefi's bronze balls is #that#?!*

*Forty seven Alpha level magical artifacts, nine Eternal class Empowered,
one Star class magical artifact, nine Rune weapons, sixty two Delta level
magical items, one Elder god, two goddesses first class, one Adept
wizardess, and at least one Archmage class wizard or wizardess.*

*...dear Bahamut what have we stuck our snouts in this time...*

The bronze dragon looked apologetic. *We're unable to determine how many
items of technowizardry there are because they're all grouped together and
the number is over a thousand. That's not counting that some of the natives
are still under the impression that their world is flat while the most
technologically advanced nations have just begun figuring out cooperative
computer information retrieval linkages. The Prince's technology on the
other hand...*

*You enjoy tormenting me, don't you, Balzar? Drop the other foreclaw,* the
golden Queen rumbled about how a little problem from a coup two hundred
years ago was suddenly a major headache.

*My Queen. Errr. Most of it is ahead of #our# level of technology.*

The Queen blinked and showed a lot of teeth. *Tell me, Balzar, how is it
that my renegade half-brother manages to escape being eaten, fakes his death
on that sundried worldlet, travels to a world filled with primitives who
still think their world is the center of the universe, manages enough magic
to fight off a Sun-Eater, and has access to higher technology than #we# do?
How much higher?*

*Fusion generators the size of a humanoid's fist. Antigravity generators the
size of a grapefruit. Forceshield generators small enough to fit inside a
foreclaw. Not very powerful at that size, but that big green vessel of
theirs came with a forceshield generator that momentarily covered that
entire island. We think it burned out after that, but still...*

The Queen was struck by a thought. *That little one. The humanoid who
declared herself my half-brother's protector. Did you scan her?*

*Yes, my Queen. An Eternal class Empowered. Uhm. There's more.*

*This day just keeps getting better and better.*

*On this continent over here there is a concentration of seventy nine Adept
class wizards. We think. The area has some very impressive shielding. We are
unable to tell how much in the way of artifacts. There are also two
dimensional gates on this other continent, a subspacial conduit on this
other continent, some buried invisible ruins on their moon, and there
appears to be extensive robotic terraforming operations going on on the
fourth planet. Lesser operations on a moon of the fifth and on the surface
of the second.*

*The second is that greenhouse planet? I see your point as almost everything
we have would break down within a year in that environment.* The gold Queen
let out a deep breath. *At this rate I half expect to hear that this is
where that lost tribe from Tau Ceti settled and this is the kingdom of the
Serenities.*

A deep silence.

*That was meant as a joke.*

Another silence.

The Queen sighed again. *Tell me this isn't.*

*We figured it out from one of their primitive EM broadcasts. They call it
the 'Moon Kingdom' and the 'Silver Millenium' but the rest fits.*

*At any moment now, I'm going to wake up, gird myself, and go down and eat
my half-brother's liver in this 'baseball' thing. Have we at least gotten
the rules on that?*

*Yes my Queen. Warriors are even now training in it.*

*Good. Now I have to do something I wasn't originally planning on, even as
the furthest possibility.*

*My Queen?* Balzar watched his Queen move towards her chamber.

*We are a poor kingdom, Balzar. My mother seized power and promptly ran the
planet into the red. You cannot simply go around eating people because they
disagree with you. Sometimes, they turn out to have been right. My
half-brother has a mate who may be a tiny humanoid but managed to hit me
hard enough today that I still feel it.*

*That may be #mates# liege.*

*Silvers normally have several mates but are very dedicated to each in their
season and usually fly the same group all their life, you know that Balzar.*
The Queen chuckled. *At first I was digusted at the idea but you should have
seen her, trembling with fear but also with the fire that she would sooner
die than back down.*

*According to one of those news reports, the prince is engaged to the Sailor
Senshi - which are the nine Empowereds who are from the kingdom of
Serenities.*

*Then I really need to practice what I say in case we lose, don't I? Ah,
shells and shards, this is hardly the sort of simple operation I'd planned.*

------

Haruka stared. "*That* is what I'd get?" She'd expected that if Michiru had
convinced her to go into the zone, she'd become a sexslave - doomed to adore
"dragonboy" but he'd be petty and grind her underfoot for her impertinence.
It's what *she* would have done, after all.

"Hmmmm," Michiru looked up from her paperwork. "Oh yes. One of those
American musclecars."

"Not just a 'musclecar'," corrected Haruka. "A 1967 Ford Mustang with a 360
engine! Lemon yellow, racing stripes. This is in prime condition!"

"That's nice," said Michiru absently. "If it's anything like the other
rebuilt cars it actually was bought from a junkyard and restored to the
original showroom condition, then they added items like the antigravity
system and the fusion engine to run it."

"Actually, it's above original spec," said a girl with long braided hair and
large circular glasses. She was a marionette of course. "This was originally
used in races along the strip in California and was significantly modified
for street racing."

Haruka tried not to look interested. She failed miserably. "How fast?"

"Just using the regular engine and in a street race? She'll blow away almost
anything on the road. She can go zero to sixty in less than three seconds,"
the mechanic said with evident pride. "She ended up in the junkyard because
the original owner couldn't handle the poor thing."

Haruka tried not to drool.

"Your cycle over there," indicated the marionette, "is a Harley Davidson
panhead. We put restoring it on hold when it was apparent you weren't going
to join."

Haruka sniffed. As if she'd be interested in a musclebike that had attained
near legendary status.

"There we go," said Michiru, signing the final form. "I take it you stopped
work on the Emerald Manta?"

"Yeah. Pity though," the mechanic indicated. "With the Cloaking Device it
would have been really handy. Nice fit with Uranus' Yellow Lynx mecha."

"I have a giant mecha?" Uranus asked, disinterestedly.

"No, one was built for you," the mechanic brought up a display. "Yellow
Lynx. Vibroclaws, best infighter of the Guardian mecha. Decent balance
between armor and speed."

"..."

"We can go at any time, Haruka. I have completely severed my ties with the
prince and this company. I have renounced my recording contract. I have
ordered the stop on any further merchandise concerning Sailor Neptune and
given up any legal protections."

Haruka frowned, just a little. "Does this mean I've heard the end of this?"

"Not a chance," answered Michiru. "I'll let you off the hook when you stop
suffering from... Oh what was it that that person on the radio called it?
Cranial-rectal insertion?"

Haruka flinched. It sounded like she was going to be hearing about this for
a good long time to come. But what if they *were* under mind control? How
could she break the enchantment? An idea clicked. "Come on, Michi, I've got
something for you to see."

-------

On hearing that the Sailor Senshi were going to be practicing with their
mecha, the international news crews had immediately swarmed to the little
island.

A vast number of them found the whole concept considerably less of a fool's
errand chasing urban myths as floating yellow-and-black signs politely
warned them to keep their distance.

Then music began to play from those marker signs and the first of the Senshi
mecha appeared.

"Fight for your justice,(1)
Show your courage,
Right.
Grasp truth in these hands."

With a rumbling cracking noise, the air parted in a circle and the Pluto
Jade Owl emerged to circle the area.

"Fight for your justice,
I want you as you fight through-
with your head held high."

The waters parted in a geyser as the Mercury Blue Dolphin emerged.

"Rather than polishing diamonds,
give me a glistening future."

A fireball shot across the sky and revealed itself as the Mars Firehawk as
it slowed to join the other two.

"Even if nothing's there, get up.
It's important to switch on,"

The Jupiter Thunderbird slowed enough that the Venus Gundam could seperate
and clumsily take its place.

"Something new that I don't want to yield.
Seeking it is justice!"

The Moon Angel majestically descended from the heavens.

"Fight for your justice,
Be serious about it.
Right.
Face Reality head on.
Fight for your justice,
I love how you never give up,
even if the current is against you."

The Turtle Kamen slowly made the scene.

"If we go into battle, Pluto san can open one of those gates and get the
Turtle here on time," said Sailor Mars.

"Well, at least you have the best armor, Tuxedo Kamen-san," put in Sailor
Mercury.

"And the most variety in missiles," added Sailor Jupiter.

"I don't know, there's just something wrong about Senshi Missiles," said
Tuxedo Kamen.

"Imagine what storming Beryl's base would have been like with these,"
suggested Venus. "Tuxedo Kamen could have launched a few of those missiles
and big boom - instant door opener."

"Yeah, I'd have loved to see one of those Dark Generals getting hit with a
Thunderbird claw attack," said Jupiter, patting a console affectionately.
"There's something to be said for up-close-and-personal, but I kind of like
this. I don't have to go anywhere near an airplane with one of these
around!"

The Thunderbird squawked back affectionately.

"Okay, uhm, I believe the term is to give these a 'proper shake down' I
think," said Sailor Mercury.

"Ooooh! I've got a mini-refrigerator in mine. Look bean-jam buns! Oh, I
could get used to this."

"Sailor Moon," complained Sailor Mars, "we can explore the radio and the
refrigerator and the other little things later. Right now we need to get
practice flying these things! We could be attacked by another Dark Kingdom
at any time and I think the idea of finding out how to pilot them before
that has some merit. Ok, meatball-head?"

"HEY!"

-------

"No," said Cologne.

"We need that."

"It's an Amazon treasure, it's dangerous, it's staying in the case."

"But it can break the enchantment on Michiru," argued Haruka.

"What part of 'no' do you not understand?"

"Well then," said Haruka, "I've heard you're a fighter. I'll fight you for
it."

Cologne sighed. What was it about Japanese girls that they had to be such
violent sorts?

Michiru watched as Haruka tried to grab the box in the old woman's hands.
*Whoosh!* Michiru winced as Haruka was thrown out of the cafeteria and down
the hall. Michiru watched as Haruka came racing back. *THWAM!* Michiru
winced again as Haruka became one with the back wall.

"How dangerous is it?" Michiru simply asked as Haruka tried again.

*WAM!*

"Extremely poisonous. Magic, chi, ki, anything of the sort - horribly so.
I'm currently trying to bargain with Fess, he can destroy this but since I
come from a poor defenseless Chinese village - we'd need some sort of
compensation." Cologne glanced up as Haruka slowly unpeeled from the
ceiling.

"Hah! Now I've..."

*thwak!*

Michiru eyed Haruka before turning towards the old woman. "Paralysis shiatsu
point?"

"You're familiar with it?" Cologne's opinion of the younger girl went up.
Slightly.

"Come along Haruka, it will wear off eventually." Michiru began dragging her
partner off.

"About an hour," called out Cologne. "I swear. Young people today."

----

With everyone on edge, it was the absolute worst time for it to happen.

Therefore it did.

The Gates cracked open.

Imperial Japan had a policy of getting back at anyone who dared to cause
them problems. To this end the orders from above had been largely ignored.
They would destroy the world the dragon had come from, emerging in force
from the same location that the dragon and his minions had come from, then
they would fan out and destroy everything. When they returned, they wouldn't
be punished because they would have succeeded and the loot and slaves of an
entirely different Earth would be theirs!

Hundreds of thousands of zombies. Squads of vampires. Legions of horrific
entities. Tentacle and other demonic beings by the score. Troops armed with
the latest in magic and in technology. Sorcerers and wizards with spells of
binding.

They would be able to capture the dragon and enslave it. It would take it
hundreds of years to die under their torture, only to be raised as an undead
servant of the Empire.

At least that was the plan.

------

"We have a demonic outbreak on Beryl's island. Repeat. Demonic outbreak on
Beryl's island. Launch all fighters!"

Senshi summoned their mecha. Marionettes and androids and robots grabbed
weapons. Yuka got her power armor and motoslave. Sayuri hid.

Uranus saw all the launching vehicles and heard the call and watched as the
glittering lights faded into the distance.

Neptune turned on the news. Even if she couldn't participate, she could
watch.

-------

*My Queen. Some sort of dimensional gateways have been opened on this part
of the world. I am registering undead and demonic hordes.*

The golden Queen turned to her aide. *How big and how powerful?*

*If it had occurred on our homeworld, we'd be overwhelmed within a week.*

*Good,* said the Queen. *We lucked out. We can see exactly how strong these
Dirtlings are from this response.*

-------

Amaterasu heard the prayer of her priestess and quickly crossed to a part of
Asgard she only rarely frequented.

"HEY YOU," called Amaterasu Omikami into the Valhalla Practice Grounds #4.
"ANYONE UP FOR A GOOD FIGHT AGAINST DEMONIC HORDES?!"

The various valkyrie and einherjar looked at each other briefly.

One old Viking adjusted his waraxes. "Is it dangerous? Lots of dark nasty
vicious beasties that go hungering for souls and speak with gravelly voices,
and have all the table manners of maggots?"

"Yes," called back Amaterasu.

"Works for me." "I'm in!" "Can I bring modern weapons!" "A bug hunt! A bug
hunt! I just looove squishin' bugs!" "Hahahahahaha!"

The einherjar, for those unfamiliar with the Norse, are composed of warriors
who died in battle and spend their afterlife beating the heck out of each
other while waiting for Ragnarock. The general consensus was that some new
targets would be nice.

--------

Greylle beat his wings as he saw the zombies. There was only one thing a
cleric dragon could do about such a thing. Which was to take a small hammer,
present it forcefully and...

"Do everything,
turn, turn, turn,
There is a season,
turn, turn, turn,
a time for every purpose under Heaven."

Turning undead was a clerical ability not normally held by dragons. With the
Ginzuishou, however, and using a song based on a far more ancient text, it
sufficed.

-------

The people of Earth were riveted to their TV sets. The Gates Of Hell had
been opened. There were things on the screen that would give grown men
shuddering nightmares for months to come.

Though those things coming apart in one particularly spectacular battle did
help a lot of people deal with it.

Creatures billions of years old found their essences cut off from their
infernal planes just before phased particle beams ripped pseudo-flesh apart.

Zombies exploded en masse as a dragon turned undead with the strength of the
ginzuishou behind him.

The Sailor Senshi came down in front of the Gates and prepared, knowing that
by closing these Gates, they'd deal serious damage to whatever had opened
them.

"Thunder claw," Ophinicus Saint Ukyo called out, modifying the manuever
slightly for her spatula.

Sailor Saturn pointed her Glaive directly down the Gate she faced. "Saturn
Ultimate Attack. Wave Motion Gun."

"Pegasus U-Sen Ken!" Ranma unleashed an attack to guard the back of the
Senshi he'd quickly found himself assigned to. Ha! Now people would stop
blaming him for two of the Tendo girls dying. He hoped.

"Mercury Ultimate Attack," announced Sailor Mercury as she took aim as if
holding a ball between her hands. "Absolute Zero."

Even in the snow you could feel it as it formed. A midnight blue sphere that
sped from Sailor Mercury's hands even as she slumped from exhaustion. A
trail behind the ball as it snowed frozen atmosphere along the path. A demon
of flame brought a sword down upon the missile as he left the gate. He
shattered as so many ice crystals, the flame itself having frozen.

The cold was replaced a moment later.

Sailor Mars flapped her arms up and down as if imitating a bird, trails of
fire changing it from an odd manuever to something that made people want to
duck and cover. "Mars Ultimate Attack. Phoenix Torrent."

A bird of flame roared into life overhead, causing snow to melt and arctic
temperatures to be replaced with balmy. With a screech it dove towards the
same Gate Mercury had attacked.

"Pluto Ultimate. Death Dance." Pluto began a graceful set of moves, looking
more like a ballet than an attack. As she stepped or moved her arms, runes
flared to life in midair and from each came a volley of 'dead scream'
attacks.

"Jupiter Oak Evolution!"

"Tuxedo La Smoking Bomber!"

"Dragon Sho Ryu Ha!"

"Miyaow mew miaow!"

The Arcadia and the Yamato prowled overhead, shooting flying demons and
sorcerers down.

"Where's Neptune? Where's Uranus?! We could use their Ultimate attacks
here!"

------

The Imperial Security Building exploded in blue fire, the beam continuing on
through the College Of Demonology, the Ministry of Truth, the Ministry of
War, several buildings whose purpose was only known to those who worked
there and the Grand Council, and continued on for another two hundred miles
before the curvature of the Earth took the beam out into space. The beam
shredded quantum particles along its path, atoms and molecules further out,
and produced a vast bubbling plane of glass that hissed as the waters of
Tokyo Bay flowed in along the newly excavated path.

The Imperial Security Building in Osaka froze, shattered, and then erupted
in a volcano.

The Imperial Security Building in Nagasaki blew up.

The vampire Ieyasu calmly hunted down the Director in charge of Imperial
Security and bit his throat out. Just because he was a centuries old undead
didn't mean he was an idiot.

------

Haruka Ten'ou, Sailor Uranus, slumped as she saw the massive battle on the
television.

Neptune sighed and tried to concentrate on her book. "We don't have any
means of even reaching that fight. If I didn't have to prove to you that
your fears are groundless, we could have ridden in my mecha. If you had
gone, you would have your Ultimate attack and your own mecha. We can't get
there, so just settle down and relax."

"Maybe I should just go then," mumbled Haruka, not liking that the Princess
and those Inners were off facing danger.

"No," said Michiru.

"Why not? You did. They did. Everyone's so damn eager to..."

Michiru came around and gently touched Haruka's shoulder. "That's why.
According to Morgana, your mindset entering is very important. If you truly
believe that you will be some mindless automaton, you will become one."

"So how did you get around that?" Haruka asked, wincing as she saw the
Senshi going up against skeletal machinegunners.

"I have faith in the Princess," said Michiru. "While she never disputed Luna
or Artemis, she remains the friend of the Inners. And now she's joined
herself. They don't act like slaves, do they?"

------

The golden Queen considered the battle being waged around a small island and
came to one inescapable conclusion. *If this is the kind of thing they
normally have to fight, no wonder they are so advanced. They would have to
marshall their forces quickly and fight all out simply to survive long
enough to reach breeding age.*

*My Queen, I have been negotiating the terms of this 'baseball' conflict,*
began a young Red.

*Tell me that this does not involve armed battles,* responded the Queen. *We
are representing our entire species and I do not fancy having my tail handed
to me.*

*No my Queen. Actually it appears that we misinterpreted their 'World
Series' and the nature of their conflicts. They are more socially and
technologically primitive in a number of other areas. This 'baseball' is
actually a form of organized religion wherein represented cities gain or
lose prestige based upon the results of their contest.* The Red growled
softly at her instruments. *Though these primitives can't even seem to agree
on who founded the religion, what rules come into play, and at least one of
the broadcasters is insisting that it is a debased form of another religion
called 'small chirping insect' practiced in one of the island based
cultures.*

*However,* interrupted a Copper, *everyone seems to agree that since the
challenge was issued in the nation/state of Sun Rises - we will be using
their rules. I have been negoitating with their authorities the proper
etiquette and rules. It is a contest between teams of nine players involving
a small spheroid and the use of wooden clubs to strike the spheroid and
capture bags which symbolize bases.*

*The bases themselves represent something?* The golden Queen considered the
possibility. Mammals at least appreciated symbolism, one of the few
redeeming qualities they had. *Very well. Continue.*

*Since they have more than one species on the planet, I took the liberty of
suggesting that each of their major species be represented.* The Copper
shook her head. *So excitable these primitives.*

*Good. They need a decent sample. Great Bahamut, how much firepower do these
primitives have?!*

Everyone watched the broadcast briefly.

The Copper broke the silence. *Well, at least they can't use guns or spells
or large combat mecha in a baseball confrontation. The authority I spoke
with was pretty clear about that. Oh, and we're not allowed to eat anyone on
the opposing team.*

*Well darn,* said the Red. *They're taking all the fun out of it.*

------

The news had been covering this all in great detail.

Reaction worldwide ranged from disbelief to "nice shooting" (that was from
Tibet by the way) to some religious groups declaring the aliens to be devils
then emissaries then heathens then deciding that they'd make their minds up
later.

The information that Earth's fate was to be settled by a game of baseball?
That confused everything again.

Then there was this.

A demonic outbreak! The forces of Hell rising up against humanity! Glowing
gateways through which hordes of Things swarmed!

There were arguments. These couldn't be real forces of Hell, smoothly argued
these experts. There was, after all, no such thing as Hell. Or else they
argued that Heaven was Hell and Hell was Heaven and Christianity in all its
forms was Evil. Others still argued that we should try to meet these beings
and open a dialogue.

On at least one of those news shows, the expert was then beaten repeatedly
over the head by a screaming co-host who felt that 60' tall flaming horned
skeletons holding pitchforks dripping with black flame were *not* something
she felt reasonable about trying to get Warm and Fuzzy with. Especially
after that hastily dispatched CNN helicopter crew was eaten alive after
being dragged down by vampiric entities. Said co-host went on in great
detail that while she might agree with the idea of political correctedness,
she rather objected to the idea of having all the fluids drained from her
body in order to be fair and openminded.

At which point someone noticed that the big silver was fighting on *their*
side. That and all these girls and a few guys in odd costumes, plus the
occasional alien. Against 60' tall flaming horned skeletons, etcetera. This
had the effect of flipping a switch in a lot of the viewers heads when
newscasters started picking up on it and crying and moaning whenever a
defending ship was picked off. It was no longer perceived as a "them versus
them" battle. It was "*us* versus them" and the "us" was kicking butt. The
simple act of identifying the defenders as part of the "us" group had long
reaching repercussions throughout the great collective social consciousness.
That would be later though.

For now, as fanged slavering fiery beings with glowing eyesockets and the
like attempted to get past lines of defenders and were forced back, the
sentiment was simple and crossed political lines worldwide. (Except for
France and a few notable exceptions.)

Hooray for our side.

And many of them asked questions. Like where were Uranus and Neptune?

Then the glowing gateways appeared and hordes of transparent warriors and
pegasus riding maidens in chrome armor joined the fray.

--------

Michiru twitched slightly as the subject of their nonparticipation was
brought up. Haruka winced, knowing full well by this time that however valid
her suspicions were - she was well and truly getting screwed over by the
media.

"It was a difference of opinion," insisted the Cyberdyne spokeswoman on the
newscast, her face being on one side of the screen while the battle still
raged on the other. "Sailor Uranus did not feel comfortable with the
direction of the Senshi, and that they should remain completely independent
and stand on their own feet. It's her opinion and we at Cyberdyne stand
behind her in wanting to make her own way in the world. Sailor Neptune has
long been the friend of Sailor Uranus, and has dropped out so as not to
further strain that friendship."

"So Sailor Uranus is saying 'screw the fate of the world, I'm going to do
things my way'?" Chetu asked his guest.

"Not at all," insisted Yvette, a Maid unit who was the current spokeswoman.
"Sailor Uranus is just being cautious - and understandably so. Evil beings
can work through temptation - and in order to be tempting it has to be an
attractive deal. When a group like the Sailor Senshi are working to fight
Evil, it's understandable they'd want to be sure to understand all the
potential repercussions. Whether she eventually joins or not is entirely up
to her, and we at Cyberdyne commend her for standing up for her personal
beliefs."

Haruka wondered if she could possibly find a nice rock to crawl under.

"So you say, but she revealed her identity as Haruka Ten'ou to the press,
and we've interviewed many of those who have raced against her," pointed out
Chetu. "They reveal someone who would balk at this arrangement simply
because a guy was involved."

Haruka wondered if Michiru's eyes were really boring into her from the side.
Not that she really wanted to look and confirm this.

"Those are guys who lost to her in traditionally male sports, and Ten'ou
herself doesn't spare words to try and salve their egos. Perhaps these other
competitors simply resent her for that?" Yvette suggested.

Haruka nodded very rapidly. Of course. That had to be it. Right?

Yvette arranged her little white apron in front of her, straightening it.
"Ten'ou-san is the sort to choose a hard road because it is the path she
believes in. She's a born fighter and a hero. Just because she disagrees
with the other Senshi and prefers to make her own way doesn't make her less
of either quality."

Haruka let out a deep breath. It was getting harder and harder to hold a
grudge against these people. "I think I'm ready, Michiru. Let's go."

--------

Some were androids built by Fess. Some were humans like Pegasus Saint Ranma
Saotome or Takeshi Endo (representitive of the Japanese government) or Yuka.
Some were Sailor Senshi or dragons.

They were fighting Evil, capital E and an underscore. Not one of them
thought they were too powerful or overequipped.

"I'm surprised you didn't have the SDF-1 show up," said Greylle as he moved
to engage some large demonic entity in battle.

"Still under construction," said Fess through a commlink. "How's Saturn?"

"Resting on my back. Ranma's keeping an eye on her and providing some
assistance though i don't think he's got too many more of those U-sen Ken he
can pull out." Greylle stopped talking long enough to slash and bite a
demon, then tail lash a sorcerer off his flying carpet. "Any reinforcements?
We're exhausting ourselves and there's still Gates open."

------

Venus held her hand up, as did Sailor Jupiter, Sailor Moon, and Tuxedo
Kamen. "Senshi Gear On!" (Vreeeeee!)

Once sitting in the cockpit of her Venus Gundam, Sailor Venus took charge of
the situation. "I need defense, I'm summoning my BFG and I'm disengaging all
safety interlocks. One big shot will burn out that weapon but should close
one of the two remaining Gates."

"On it," said Sailor Moon, wondering when Venus-chan had gotten so take
charge. "Defensive barrier up!"

"Summoning particle beam gatling howitzer," announced Venus using the other
name for her BFG.

"Jupiter Thunderbird is ready," said Jupiter. "Just say the word."

"Just before you fire, I'll launch missiles," put in Tuxedo Kamen. "With any
luck that will clear a path for your attack."

"It's snowtime," said Venus, who would later deeply regret getting the quote
wrong in front of all the people watching.

-------

As reports of what was happening elsewhere occurred on Imperial Earth, the
Imperial Security department in Hokkaido decided to try something
theoretically possible. Switching their end of the conduit to an infernal
realm that every spell or prescient in the service had informed them would
be really really bad. An attempt to summon beings from that plane had been
met with overwhelming concurrance that their Empire would be in disarray if
not doomed should they breach that planar wall.

It was ordered done as soon as word came that the last other Gate, the one
in the basement at the Security and Bioweapons Research facility in
Manchuria, had just exploded.

The nearly exhausted defenders felt a sudden feeling of doom, especially on
seeing what was coming out of the Gate.

"Identification 98% certain. Midgard Serpent. Gateway therefore leads to
Nifflheim," announced Fess over the comm channels.

Even the ever-ready-for-a-fight einherjar and valkyries were taken aback at
the sight.

"Arming system open," announced one of the androids on the Yamato. "Prepare
eye defense. Bringing pressure up."

Extra wings erupted from Greylle's back.

Saturn stood up and began summoning power.

The Midgard Serpent began stretching the Gate, pulling it outward as it
tried to fit through a Gate that was only 1/4 mile across.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5," came from the Yamato.

"All cannons, aim," announced the Arcadia.

"Saturn Ultimate Attack," declared Sailor Saturn.

"Venus sniper laser rifle," called Venus from her Venus Gundam.

"..3, 2, 1. Fire!" came from the Yamato.

"Fire!" announced the Arcadia.

"FIRE!" announced the missile launching Sailor Jupiter, the rifle toting
Sailor Venus, and Tuxedo Kamen's turtle.

"Wave Motion Gun," finished Saturn.

"gIGA fLARE," attacked Greylle.

-------

In a tavern hall in Asgard, Thor had been quaffing a few when he saw the
Midgard Serpent appear. Then he spat and started coughing because he sure as
heck wasn't ready for *that* fight today.

Then he saw the Midgard Serpent, the creature that was prophesied to die at
his hands only to kill him from the venom - come apart in very startled
pieces as energy bolts went through it and exploded on the other side. The
Gate closed. A cross section of the Midgard Serpent's head landed on the
ground, incidently crushing an entire platoon of minor demons.

Thor blinked, realized he was standing, and sat back down. "Well now. Uhm.
Well."

"Gee, guess that means that Ragnarock's been put 'on hold'," observed Urd.
"Another round, Thor?"

Thor blinked a few more times before a grin started spreading across his
face. "Naw. Think I'll wander around and see if I can find a good fight. And
if I happen to wander into a particular timeline, now, that's not any fault
of my own, you understand?"

Tyr grinned himself. "Sounds like a battleplan to me. Have to keep the old
skills up, after all."

-------

The gold Queen watched the battle for a few minutes then headed off to her
lair. *Any of you. Don't even bother telling me of the apparent power levels
or tactics or what we have to do to defeat them.*

The bronze subcommander nodded. *Yes, my Queen. I saw as well.*

*Saw what?* The Red demanded.

*The silver prince took one of the forms of Bahamut. Channelling the force
of the god himself in order to defeat that whatever it was,* responded the
subcommander. *If this is the legendary force of the royal family, it is a
wonder that the coup went against them. As it is, if he has the blessings of
the gods, it is best we lose as gracefully as possible.*

------

The actual baseball game was an anticlimax. Final score 94-12, in favor of
the home team.

The Queen promised that if they could be of help to the Dirtlings, they
would eventually return when the planet Dirt was ready for their presence.

Greylle couldn't put it off any longer and entered the dragonsleep.

------

A death here. A birth there. The galaxy turned.

The Senshi went to a certain moon of Garibaldi for a vacation, where they
found the place exactly as advertised.

The Draconis returned to their own system, though eventually they became a
major trading partner with the "Dirtlings." The difference in scale being
sufficient that neither race was completely comfortable around the other.

Doctor Mizuno lived a long and fulfilling career as a pediatrician. First in
Juuban, eventually at Tokyo General, and then to Crystal Tokyo Central
Hospital & Medical Center. In 2004 she remarried and Ami got two more
sisters as a result.

At NewsCenter 12: Chetu went through several partners but kept his
comfortable job and position for several decades to come. Bufi worked at a
variety of stations before eventually getting a position at one of the
LaGrange colonies as an anchor, and as it was part of her expected image now
frequently insulted the reporters and guests. Skip continued to be a "roving
reporter" for twenty years until he retired to work at a radio broadcasting
(QWKI) station in the asteroid belt. Yoko Shimomura went on to become a
musician for Squaresoft.

Squaresoft became very big business when it was obvious that you could spend
months travelling in space just getting from point A to point B. Video
games, including role playing games, became immensely popular. More so than
they had been.

Hikaru Gosunkugi attempted to summon a Being Of Power, was possessed by an
essence fragment of Ares, and began the whole Saint Wars thing. This pitted
him and a number of other minor Ranma cast members against the rest of the
cast, caused massive amounts of landscape to be rearranged, and did not
score him any points with anyone.

Tatewaki Kuno was eventually released from the sanitarium, however the
Ginzuishou had caused him some lasting after effects. Which is probably why
he became Brother Tate of an order of martial artist monks in Tibet where he
lived a long, celibate, but enlightened life.

Kodachi joined Ranma's followers, eventually becoming Andromeda Kodachi and
getting involved with the whole Saint Wars thing with Gosunkugi. Shampoo,
Ukyo, Akane, Sugar, Spice, Frost, and Ranma ended up in a relationship that
was odd but mainly worked out.

Hiroshi and Daisuke graduated High School and seperated. Hiroshi worked a
variety of small jobs before eventually becoming a freight hauler on the
Luna-Mars run and marrying a British Goth girl named Crypt. Daisuke
eventually found out that his wife had married his old best friend and was
playing them both. After some initial hostilities and stress, the three
decided the relationship worked well enough and to continue it.

Kasumi Tendo finally had more than enough of Doctor Tofu falling apart
around her, took control of the situation, and became Kasumi Ono before the
good doctor knew what was going on.

Nabiki Tendo became the great and powerful sorceress-troubleshooter-ghost
sweeper she had intended to become, and eventually managed to get a teaching
degree. When she finally retired from teaching and going out on adventures,
she vanished without a clue as to where she had gone. On the infrequent
cases she showed up thereafter, her standard reply to any such question was
"That is... a secret!"

Happosai committed one too many acts of flagrant lechery and was placed in a
prison cell in the Kuiper Belt.

The various members of the Hentai Sorcerers Club were found guilty of a
number of crimes. Those that had left the Club received probation. Those
eventually were able to move out into the world, marry their "pet witches"
and live mainly comfortable lives. The five, including Higari, who were
arrested eventually found themselves at the Ganymede Work Farm serving a ten
year sentence. Note that Jupiter has significantly longer years than Earth
does but the law was eventually fixed.

Genma remained a little black piglet but eventually he found himself at the
Unryuu Sumo Pig farm where he could eat to his heart's content. Knowing full
well that to return to the Tendo place would end up with Akane making ham
sandwiches out of his body. So he spent a lifetime trying to convince
everyone he was just a cute little piglet and jumping at every shadow.

Ryouga eventually found the Unryuu Sumo Pig Farm after making peace with
almost everyone during the Saint Wars. He never figured out who the little
black pig was.

A ninja named Konatsu was rescued by Ryouga during the Saint Wars and ended
up working at the Unryuu Sumo Pig Farm. He figured out who the little black
pig was, but determined that it would just open a whole can of worms if the
information was made public. After finding out the whole story he simply
tormented the little black pig with leaving recipe books open and similar
not-always-so-subtle nudges.

Nodoka Saotome found out about her son's living arrangements, which
convinced her that he was indeed a man among men. She doted on her
grandchildren and it took her two years to wonder where her husband had
gone.

Soun Tendo eventually married a girl named Hinako who had a problem with her
chi that Nabiki was able to solve. They lived together for forty-seven years
in the rebuilt ancestral Tendo house and had five children.

Yuka and Sayuri seperated after High School, joining up again ten years
later as they had promised. Yuka had become a pilot in the Japanese Spatial
Defense Force, attained the rank of Major, sold CDs of her music and was a
member of a band that was operating at the Martian Base - "Yuka and the
Replicants." Sayuri was a manager of a McDonalds in Nara. Sayuri ended up
being dragged by Yuka off on an adventure where they crossed paths with
Hiroshi and Daisuke, met the Sailor Senshi again, and became part of the new
Outer Defense Patrol.

The Shinsengumi continued to fight through high school before breaking up.
After finding themselves on the wrong side during the Saint Wars, they broke
up. Ryoko Mitsurugi married Shizuma Kusanagi and their heirs regularly
became a thorn in the side of Ranma's heirs, Ryoga's heirs, and anybody else
who offered a good fight. Megumi Momoi became a truck driver after her
career as a pro-wrestler, which in turn was followed by hauling freight in a
cargo-tow among the LaGrange space stations. Xiaoxing Huang married Mousse
after defeating him after the two met during the Saint Wars. Asuka Kuronari
taught herself ninjitsu until she abruptly vanished in 2009 and was never
heard from again. As for Aoi Asahina, she took her vows and joined the
Warrior-Nuns after the formation of that group in 2011.

Mamoru Chiba and Usagi Tsukino married. Nobody was surprised. With the help
of Fess, Crystal Tokyo was built on the moon in the Sea Of Serenity where it
became a sort of retirement village for the system. It was found that 1/6
gravity slowed the onset of problems from aging, though after a few years
there one couldn't leave due to bone problems that developed. The two
eventually had a young girl they called Chibi-usa who was a nice but bratty
daughter when a child, a rebellious wild child in her teen years, and
eventually settled down in time for her parents to hand off the Queen job to
her.

Ami Mizuno realized her lifelong dream of becoming a doctor, interned at
Tokyo General, and eventally joined her mother at Crystal Tokyo Medical
Center.

Minako Aino became a singer, retired at age 24, then became a pilot with the
Japanese Spatial Defense Force. She eventually developed a relationship with
a shapeshifting bronze dragon named Balzar.

Rei Hino took over the Hino Shrine after her grandfather's retirement, but
found time for the occasional lunar trip to visit Usagi and the others.

Makoto Kino opened her bakery and flower shop on the L-5 colony. During the
Colony Wars she moved to Crystal Tokyo with her friends.

Haruka and Michiru became members of the Outer Defense Patrol, to absolutely
no one's surprise.

Setsuna Meiou relocated to Crystal Tokyo during the Colony Wars, where she
continued her career as a designer of attractive and practical clothing for
people who lived in variable gravities.

Luna and Artemis accompanied Mamoru and Usagi. Luna ended up with ulcers and
Artemis eventually decided to take on a job at the "Voice Of Crystal Tokyo
and the Moon Kingdom - Serenity Live" with a TV talk show and radio program
that included advice to "all the young princes and princesses out there."

The Dead Moon, Nemesis, and host of other Sailor menaces failed to show up.
When Galaxia did show, she did not face a handful of Senshi and a largely
ignorant populace. She faced dragons, powerful mages, starships capable of
detecting and blowing away Earthbound asteroids, Senshi, Saints, and
superpowered androids. Most of whom either did not have Star Seeds or had
powerful defenses against magic of that sort and very little sympathy for
someone trying death magic out on them.

Furinkan Senior High School gained a reputation for producing well educated
but often strange students.

Kentaro Takaoka and Sleeze Productions tried to put out one last video.
After the various legal manueverings were finished, the amount of debt
levied on him, his employers, and everyone involved in the making of that
video was sufficient to pay Japan's UN dues for over a century. Kentaro
suffered the usual fate of those who have made themselves out to be a major
embarassment to the Yakuza.

Morgana Le Fay had a nice long "chat" with the wizard named Harry who had
left a spellbook in Nerima where some kids could find it. Harry spent thirty
years as a frog as an object lesson. Morgana went on to become an advisor to
the Tendo School Of Magical Arts.

The Midgard Serpent had been blown to bits, and those bits slowly began to
link up and regenerate. However it would take over 10,000 years to get back
into anything approaching fighting strength.

The feedback to the Imperial Security center in Hokkaido on Imperial Earth
was less than .00001% of the explosion in Niffleheim. That was still quite
considerable in terms of explosions. The damage to Imperial Japan was such
that most of the other Empires seized the opportunity to seize large
sections of the Japanese Empire. So while the Japanese Empire survived on
that world, it was not nearly as powerful as it had been and was no longer
able to plan that final push to conquer the other empires.

Maid unit Yvette was accepted as a worker at Disneyland Tokyo where she
found having skills like being fluent in thirty languages enormously useful.

Animeland was built and became quite popular as most of Cyberdyne was moved
to the lower levels. Even if people knew the characters were actually
androids, the roles were played so well and the "ambience" fit together
sufficiently that those who enjoyed such things were quite happy with the
experience. Then there were those who came to meet aliens, or view the
technology involved, and a variety of other reasons.

Thor was sufficiently happy over the fight he'd just gotten into, and the
one he'd just postponed for what was a serious amount of time even for an
Asgardian, that he and Sif were expecting a daughter just a few months
later. He was a little taken aback that he would not be allowed a Space
Cruiser Yamato of his very own, but these things happened.

Snoopy went on to become a member of the Outer Defense Patrol, with his
Sopwith Camel a common sight in the Kuiper Belt - always keeping an eye out
for the red tri-wing of his dreaded nemesis.

Earth itself underwent a few changes. The technology of antigrav and
portable fusion generators remained largely "black boxed" - restricted
knowledge since the potential for misuse was so great. Japan benefitted
enormously, as did England, the United States, Australia, and other
countries where Cyberdyne lift platforms reduced the price of getting a
large payload into high orbits to about $50/ton. When the Brazilian lift
platform was seized by the government and experts swarmed in to uncover the
secrets, the lift platform mysteriously fused all electronics within 100
square miles including the black boxes within. As that ended the South
American presence of Cyberdyne and the economic boom of that country slid
into depression, the lesson was picked up by other countries who made damn
sure that everyone in their employ knew not to kill the goose laying those
golden eggs.

Earth began depopulating in some areas, particularly when the LaGrange
colonies were being constructed. Opportunity knocked and while some returned
in defeat, more followed the siren call of a better life onward into space.

The rich and the poor stayed where they were, for the most part. It was
mainly the young, the dreamers, those with wanderlust burning in their
veins, or similar groups that went out into the solar system. Some ended up
in familiar roles. A farmer was a farmer, whether a dusty track in Mexico or
the inside of a dome on Mars. Most machines were electric and electricians
and mechanics found plenty of work in their chosen field.

Some industries found the lure of space promising. New alloys could be
forged in low gravity, glass and textiles woven, bio-engineering with a
natural failsafe and containment procedure, raw materials in plenty as long
as you knew where to look and weren't after the purely organic. Ships were
built to take advantage of the fact that they spent their whole existence in
zero g and no atmosphere. Starkly functional, gaudily painted, or
artistically flamboyant.

People died, of course. Space was an unforgiving environment. Statistics
that all newcomers to space were quickly presented with, and increased
constantly. This many people died from ramming an asteroid or other rock.
This many people died from smoke or other toxic atmospheric fouling. This
many people died from accidents where they directly experienced vaccuum.

When Cyberdyne opened the first Stargate in 2011, other systems began to see
human colonization. Alpha Centauri. Epsilon Eridani. New Jeruselam.
Earthlike worlds were found and worlds where Galaxia had destroyed all life,
but they could be reclaimed now.

By 2065, the number of sentient races known to man was over two dozen. By
2100, humanity had met fifty races and got along with ten of them! (Which
itself was almost unheard of among the more established races.) Part of this
was because the leading edge of humanity were the enthusiasts, the ones with
the spark in their hearts who wanted to *see* things beyond the pale.

There were those on Earth who declaimed the whole thing, and wept about the
path humankind had taken. The glittering crystal city on the moon. The
canals and boulevards and domed cities of Mars. The terraforming operations
on Venus. The extrasolar colonies and the undersea cities and the shanty
towns in the asteroid belt.

These detractors pointed out to the wars in the Middle East, the bloody
battles in Africa, the floods in India, the towns and cities largely
abandoned by their inhabitants in Japan and the United States among other
countries. The Saint Wars, the Colony Wars, the Luddite Rebellion, the
volcano of Beijing and the Brazilian Uprising. The strange weather patterns,
the current teen fashions, the occasional piece of space junk surviving
re-entry, the rumors of Bigfoot. See, they cried out, see the horrors that
this prosperity has wrought?

After all, they pointed out, before the dragon had come - none of these
things existed. Humanity's destiny had been stolen from it, and man had no
business in space with so much suffering on Earth.

And those that remained behind listened. And those that pursued their dreams
pursued them.

And Ranma Saotome had a large number of children and many of them went on to
become heroes in their own right.

But that, as they say, is a story for another time.

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SAILOR URANUS:
World Shaking - mana bolt (Earth)
Space Sword Blaster - cutting/penetrating attack using sword talisman.
Earth Shattering - cone shaped vibratory attack
Ground Breaking - defensive attack. Causes an earthen wall or dome to form
from nearest supply.
Meteor - Ultimate. summons a meteor.
Transport: Lemon yellow 1967 Ford Mustang. 360 engine with fusion helper
motor. anti-grav equipped.
Mecha: Yellow Lynx - Laser claw. Best melee fighter of the mecha.

(1) Opening theme, VanDread stage two

EPILOGUE:

Hotaru straightened her flying gear and slung the helmet under one arm.
Everything was ready. Everything in place.

When she looked up, her smile was as if the sun had broken through clouds.
"Sempai. It's time."

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