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It took forever, but 155 pages later, I present to you ch. 4 of Hell is named pokégirl.
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Oh well, here's chapter 4 of:
Fight For Life: Chaos Style; Special Edition: Hell is named pokégirl
Chapter 4 – The First Pokéboy...
Ranma entered the darkened ranch of his employer, he slip through the window and into the master bedroom where Lanesi was pacing around worriedly.
Benika, at the sight of her father, squealed in delight, “Daddy!” She jumped out of Ranma's arms and hugged her father. Who was staring at his daughter in shock. He didn't think that The Soldier would bring her that quick. He returned his daughter's embrace, although albeit hesitantly.
“The mission has been accomplished,” Ranma stated as he stood in the window, watching the touching moment, “However there were some...complications...” Ranma added with a slight frown.
Lanesi also nodded as his daughter released her grip on him, “Yes, there were some complications on my end too.” Lanesi replied as he stared unsteadily at Ranma or The Soldier, as he called himself.
Ranma nodded as he reached into his pocket and pulled out nearly two dozen pokéballs, “During the assignment, I kinda picked up a whole bunch of hitchhikers who were also imprisoned in the area with your daughter.” Ranma explained as he handed Lanesi the pokéballs. Benika released her father from her hug, and went back to Ranma's side.
Although Ranma didn't notice this, Lanesi did; a small smile pulled at the ends of his mouth. Lanesi pulled out an slightly discolored pokédex and scanned each of the balls.
“Yes well, there were some problems on my end as well,” Lanesi replied as he continued to scan the pokéballs, “It seems I cannot pull out the amount of money I promised earlier, so far I only got half of what you wanted. Apparently here in the Edo League, withdrawing a large amount of cash is seen as highly suspicious.”
Ranma shrugged as he changed from his assassin Black Ops clothes to his regular street clothes, “That's okay actually, I'm in a bit of a hurry. Oh yeah, do you still want the guy's head?” Ranma said as he pulled out a bloody burlap bag.
Lanesi's eyes bugged out and flew all the way back to the far wall of the room, “AHHHH!! WHAT THE HELL!?” Lanesi's exclaimed as pointed at the bloody bag.
“What?! You said you wanted his head.” Ranma admonished.
“That was a figure of speech, I was only yelling out in anger!!” Lanesi yelled as stood up from his position.
Ranma looked back at the burlap bag, and then looked back at Lanesi, “What the hell am I supposed to do with this?!” Ranma scratched the base of his pigtail sheepishly. Rira-Ohki, who had been sitting on Ranma's head, stared at the two arguing males with a sweatdrop. Lanesi shrugged nervously as he stared at The Soldier.
“Oh well.” Ranma shrugged as he threw the bloody bag behind him and out the window.
Lanesi, Rira-Ohki, and Benika sweatdropped heavily at Ranma's carelessness.
Lanesi coughed into his his hand as he looked back at Ranma, “Ahem, anyway I'm quite familiar with the pokégirls you've found. They belong to the surrounding Tamers in the area, so I'll alert them of their now found pokégirls. However, these four pokégirls I don't recognize, they were probably captured in the surrounding area.” Lanesi explained to Ranma as he held up the four unknown pokéballs.
“However their species are quite rare and valuable, so you might want to keep them as part of your payment. Since I can't pay you the other 20,000,000 slc., how about you take these pokégirls and take a pokégirl or four from my Ranch. Or you can just choose a selection of pokégirls from my ranch if these don't appeal to you.” Lanesi suggested as he threw the four pokéballs back to Ranma, who caught them expertly. Suddenly he felt something attached itself to his body and began rubbing against his flesh.
Ranma raised his eyebrow, he looked down at the Enchantress who was leaning her head against his chest, Ranma sighed and looked up at Rira-Ohki who gave him a sly smile. “Great more pokégirls...sigh...Rira-Ohki take these four pokéballs and go choose some pokégirls for me while I make the money transaction with Lanesi.” Ranma commanded as he began following Lanesi.
“Miyah!” Rira-Ohki replied as she grab the four balls and hoped off his head. Lanesi called up his Maid Yvette, who appeared out of nowhere. “Celi, call up the girls, this young man is gonna pick out some of our pokégirls.” Lanesi commanded as she nodded and left them to rouse up the pokégirls.
“Miyah!” Rira-Ohki exclaimed as she scurried after the Maid Yvette, Ranma turned towards Lanesi, “My uh... pokékit cabbit will choose the girls for me, why don't we go make that money transaction.” Ranma implied with a smile as he followed Lanesi.
Rira-Ohki transformed into her humanoid form as she waited for the Maid Yvette named Celi, to arrange all of the pokégirls in the ranch.
Soon three rows of pokégirls were lined up and looking expectantly at Rira-Ohki. Rira-Ohki pulled out the four pokéballs and released the pokégirls inside. The four pokégirls blinked as they stared around the room with mixed expressions and emotions.
“Hmm, this is gonna be hard,” Rira-Ohki though aloud as she lean her head to the side in thought, 'The four pokégirls that Ranma rescued were an Angel, an Elfqueen, a Samurai, and a Neo-Iczel. Those we'll keep, but which should I choose from the ranch.'
Rira-Ohki searched through the crowd of pokégirls thoroughly, 'hmmm, the Shieldmaiden is a good choice, the Valkyrie should complement our GunValkyrie. The Succubus should be a good choice and lighten up some entertainment...hmm one more pokégirl should do it...ugh which one though.' Rira-Ohki thought as she walked up to the pokégirls and studied them.
Her eyes fell on a well tanned pokégirl with multiple faded scars on her body. 'A Gladiatrix huh...' A smile formed on Rira-Ohki's lips, 'Perfect.'
Rira-Ohki frowned as she remembered something, 'Ranma already has four pokégirls, plus by eight more, and that would equal twelve. And from what she saw from Benika, she won't be leaving anytime soon, so that'll will make thirteen.' She frowned as she realized the complications, but minutes later, a devilish smile appeared on her face.
'Time to do some hacking, heh heh heh,' Rira-Ohki sent a pulse through the house to detect any machines connected to the outside. Her pulse detected a dozen hi-tech computers throughout the house.
She sent a link of herself to the machine, and connected the machine to the League files and computers. She searched through the thousands of registered Tamers until she found Ranma's file. 'Huh, strange. An identification file has been established, hmm oh well.' She went through Ranma's special tamer file which listed his special privileges.
She found the number of pokégirls he was allowed to have, Rira-Ohki grinned as she sent in a small virus and changed the system number from 12 to undetermined amount. Her grin began to widen as she went to the storage computer and destroyed it's link with Ranma pokédex and pokéballs. 'That should do it,' she thought as she exited the system. She destroyed the connection from the computer to the League computers and wiped away any trace of her being there. 'heh, I'm not as good as Ranko-Ohki, but I'm good enough. Master Ranma will thank me for this.' She thought as pulled out of the computers.
Rira-Ohki returned the four pokégirls to their original pokéballs and pulled out four spare pokéballs and captured the four pokéballs she chose. “I'll take these four from the ranch.” Rira-Ohki declared as she turned to the Maid Yvette who nodded at her choice. “Aaawww.” The rest of the pokégirls groaned as they began to return back to their quarters.
Rira-Ohki grinned devilishly as she held the eight pokéballs in her hand
“-that should complete the transaction. Well it was a pleasure working for you.” Ranma stated as he and Lanesi walked out from the hallway to where Rira-Ohki was picking out the pokégirls. Benika was trailing behind the two men, though she was closer to Ranma then her father.
Lanesi nodded as held out his hand which Ranma shook, “Well it was a pleasure working with you, I hope to see more business interactions in the future.”
Ranma smirked at him, “Yeah so do I.”
The pokégirls paused in their tracks as they stared at the Tamer who had adopted four of their own. Their groans this time were louder as they saw at what they missed out.
Ranma sweatdropped heavily at them as he turned to Rira-Ohki who was smiling the whole time. “Come on Rira-Ohki, I need to go and satisfy some...uh...urges of mine.” Ranma stated as he took the eight pokéballs out of her hand and inserted into his pocket without paying attention to them.
“Ah taming urges eh,” Lanesi speculated as he looked at Ranma, “if that's the case, then we have some room's available if you need them.”
Ranma snorted in disdain, “Phht, who said anything about taming urges. I meant alcoholic urges, I haven't had a beer in like..what 2 days or something.”
Everyone in the room facefaulted. Hard.
Ranma sweatdropped, “What?!” Ranma said indignantly, “I need beer, dammit!!”
Ranma began walking out of the room. Well that is until something petite and warm hugged his arm and began following him.
Ranma blinked and looked down at the Enchantress that was rubbing her face against his arm. Ranma shook his arm free from the pokégirl and gave her a questioning look. “Sorry, but you're not coming with me. You're staying with your Father.”
She gave him a determined stared and shook her head furiously. “I'm coming with Master!”
Ranma looked up to his employer who shrugged and gave him a tired smile. “I see that my daughter is now apparently infatuated with you.”
Ranma shook his head in a tired motion. “Uh...yeah...However you hired me to return her to you and that's what I did. I'm not gonna renegade on our contract.” Ranma replied as he dodged another snatch attempt from the brown haired girl.
Lanesi shook his head thoughtfully. “Yes that is true. However I do want my daughter to have a well balanced and overall good natured tamer. So let's work out some deal here.” Lanesi explained as Ranma dodged another glomp attempt by the girl. Lanesi sweatdropped when he looked up to see that 'The Soldier' was no longer listening.
Ranma ran behind a couch and hid from the Enchantress as she fell onto the floor from another glomp attempt. The others sweatdropped at the cat and mouse game the two were participating in.
The Enchantress ran up to the couch and try to catch the elusive pseudo tamer. She dived over the couch and tried to catch Ranma.
Ranma crawled under the couch, flipping the large furniture onto the Enchantress. He ran over to Rira-Ohki in the heat of panic. “Hurry we can still escape while she's occupied.”
RRIIIPPP!!
Benika ripped through the couch in a surprising moment of strength. The others blinked in surprise. Ranma however was staring at the destroyed couch. “I'm not paying for that.” Ranma stated as he pointed at the expensive looking couch.
Benika stopped chasing him as her shoulders slumped and she stared down at the ground so that her bangs were covering her eyes.
Rira-Ohki rolled her eyes, “Oh boy, here it comes.”
“Sniffle...”
Ranma panicked, “Gack! Wait! Don't cry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-” Ranma ran over to her and tried to calm her down.
Glomp! “Ha!! Gotcha!” Benika yelled in triumph as she hugged Ranma's midsection.
Ranma stared down at the pokégirl in surprise and groaned quietly. He looked over to Rira-Ohki, who gave him an apologetic smile and Lanesi who shook his head in mild amusement.
The Next Morning...
“Damnmit I need some alcohol in me.” Ranma groaned as he walked through a grassy path to the next town. Rira-Ohki was back in her cabbit form and sitting on his head; she looked down at him with a raised eyebrow.
“Why don't you just drink some the beer you have in your secret stash?” Rira-Ohki asked with a frown as Ranma continued down the road.
“Me, Blaze, Hiro, Negi, Kotaro, and Naruto had a drinking contest...go figure...” Ranma said outloud as he walked passed a group of tamers having an outing. Rira-Ohki sweatdropped at him as the next town came up to view.
“There were 10,000 bottles and 50 kegs of beer in you secret stash...” Rira-Ohki stated as she looked down at her Master who was staring at the ground with a depress demeanor. Rira-Ohki's sweatdrop increased in size as she stared at her Master, “You and guys drank all 10,000 bottles and 50 kegs of beer...in one go...?!” Ranma nodded at her depressively. “Ranma...I think you're an alcoholic...” Rira-Ohki concluded in their connection as Ranma glared up at her.
“No, REALLY??” Ranma deadpanned with sarcasm dripping from his voice.
Rira-Ohki 'hmphed' with her her nose in the air and she turned away from Ranma. “Miyah...” she said as Ranma grinned at his wife.
“Oh did I hurt your feelings? I'm sorry.” Ranma apologized sheepishly as he pulled Rira-Ohki off his head and started cuddling her to his chest. Rira-Ohki protested at his actions but her 'miyahs' of protest soon turned to content purrs.
“Hehehe, you're so easy to win over Rira-Ohki.” Ranma smiled as his cabbit flew out of his arms and into the air; she swatted his head with her ear in mock anger.
Ranma looked over to the side to see a large pond where many other Tamers were taking a break at. “Let's take a break...I'll let the pokégirls out for some fresh air.” Ranma advised as Rira-Ohki rested back on his head.
Meanwhile somewhere very deep, dark and wet...
She lie and waited.
Her wounds were almost all healed. Damn those humans who called themselves 'Team Rocket'. She was healing her wounds when she disappeared hundreds years ago.
Till those damn humans captured her and began to experiment on her, reopening her wounds. Now that she had escaped, it would only be a few more years until she fully regained her power.
Damn those other Legendaries for wounding her so much.
Only a few more years...yes only a few more years until she could do what her master Sukebe originally created her for...
Total Annihilation of the Humans...
Nothing will stop her, she'll destroy all those damn humans that have ruled over this world of the past hundred years.
She'll get revenge for her Master, Sukebe...
She'll get revenge for her 'Commander'...
The reptilian creature's eyes glowed a dark red as she continued her hibernation.
Meanwhile...
Ranma let out a tired yawn as he sat at the edge of the pond a long distance away from all the other tamers. Ranma reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of pokéballs, “Might as well let them out for some fresh air.” Ranma yawned as he threw released all his pokégirls.
Ranma blinked as 13 red beams formed 13 different shapes. Ranma blinked as he stared at several pokégirls, he counted the pokégirls to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
An Angel, an Elfqueen, a Samurai, a Neo-Iczel, a Shieldmaiden, a Valkyrie, a Succubus, and a Gladiatrix; stared at their new Master with mixed emotions and thoughts. The Samurai, Valkyrie, and Gladiatrix regarded him with neutral and analyzing stares. The Angel, and Elfqueen gave him an shy and demure look. The Shieldmaiden blushed and looked away timidly. The Succubus looked him up and down and grinned mischievously at him. The Neo-Iczel stared at him with a raised eyebrow before snorting in contempt and disrespect.
His other pokégirls who were already acquainted with him, were analyzing the new pokégirls. Except Hotaru, who gave the new pokégirls a glance then bounded over to her Master. She landed at Ranma's side and purred deeply as she rubbed her head against Ranma's arm. Benika frowned at the new pokégirls.
Ranma stared dumbstruck at the amount of pokégirls he owned. Then he stared up at Rira-Ohki, who was rubbing her head sheepishly. Ranma pulled out his pokédex and scanned each of the new girls.
ANGEL, the Avenging Pokégirl
Type : Near Human Metamorph/Very Near Human
Element : Flying/Magic (Celestial)
Frequency : Very Rare
Diet : human style foods, vegetarian
Role : aerial scout and shock troop
Libido : Average
Strong Vs : Bug, Fighting, Normal, Dark
Weak Vs : Electric, Poison, Water
Attacks : Gust, Psi-blade, Mana Bolt, Shield, Dazzle
Enhancements : Limited Metamorph - can manifest wings or dismiss them at need. Affinity: Magic. Efficient digestive and immune system. Low feral state resembles that of an Ingenue.
Evolves : Fallen Angel (major trauma/bad experiences; Dark Stone will greatly increase the chances, but isn't needed)
Evolves From : any Blessed Pokégirl (Angel Stone)
Angels are something of a mystery. Not because they set out to be mysterious or anything, but simply because they tend to be aloof or quiet. Though not shy, Angels usually only speak when they feel there is something that needs to be said and have great difficulty with such things as "small talk" or "chatting". In spite of this, Angels are very caring and prone to sudden displays of affection, that can sometimes catch their tamers off guard. Even when they are not given the Alpha position, Angels look after their harem-sisters and will rebel against cruel, abusive tamers, often resulting in the death of either the Angel or the tamer. Fortunately, this barely ever happens, since it is almost impossible for cruel or abusive tamers to catch an Angel.
Although Angels make fine warriors, they loathe violence, considering it evil. A necessary evil, perhaps, but an evil all the same. As stated before, they will fight in the defense of someone else, but persuading them to fight for any other reason is usually difficult.
Recently, certain sections of the Church of a Thousand Gods are trying to spread the belief that Angels aren't 'just' Pokégirls with wings, but messengers from the Divine. Such priest or priestesses claim that their dislike of violence, their protection of the weak and the defenseless and their almost indiscriminate care for life are examples the Divine wants all to follow. So far, no Angel has commented on these beliefs one way or the other, although they do tend to smile whenever they hear about them.
Physically, all Angels are beautiful. They look like gorgeous regular women, but with the addition of very soft, very large, white wings. However, due to their aloof nature, this flawless beauty often seems like that of a statue - perfect, but not quite real. Their hair is usually long and blond, although some Angels have been known to cut it short or dye it in a different color. Those Angels have never given an explanation for this, but presumably they just think it's pretty.
All Angels wear clothes and, in fact, insist upon it. Any tamer who tries to force an Angel to be naked outside of taming can count on a very lengthy argument about the inherent immorality of public indecency. Taking away their clothes doesn't help either, since Angels are capable of taking clothes out of thin air (nobody really knows how, but this is probably done by magic). The type of clothes they wear speaks volumes about the Angel's mindset. An Angel that wears near-transparent robes that would be befitting of Paradise is likely to be more caring of others and will have difficulty understanding why people can be cruel or evil. An Angel wearing 'street clothes', on the other hand, will likely assume that most people aren't exactly the purest souls around and will have come to the conclusion that the meek really do need all the protection they can get.
And the next pokégirl...
ELFQUEEN, the Regal Forest Queen Pokégirl
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Plant/Magic
Frequency : Rare
Diet : Vegetarian
Role : Caretaker of forests, ruler among elves. Lands an ElfQueen and a team of Elves cultivate have a 220 crop yield, however they make poor pets in urban areas and rapidly sicken in polluted regions.
Libido : Average to High (can become Extreme with Tamers they are emotionally attached to)
Strong Vs : Psychic, Plant, Ground, Rock, Water
Weak Vs : Fire, Dark, Fighting
Attacks : Power Bolt, Dazzle, Reflect, Heal, Command Plants, Summon (Elf-types save for Dark Elves, Bondage Elves, and Bondage Queens), Rose Whip, Wood Tower, Grass Floor, Lance
Enhancements : Longevity, Plant Affinity, Magic Affinity, Gardener, Enhanced Hearing (x4)
Disadvantages : Takes double damage from Fire attacks.
Evolves : None
Evolves from : Elf (orgasm)
ElfQueens evolve from Elves who experience intense orgasms, most often from one they are Delta-bonded to. When this occurs the Elf gains two feet in height and usually one to two cup sizes (maxing out at around six feet and a D cup). Their skin becomes pale and their hair (if not already this color) typically becomes shades of red, brown, or blond, though bright blue, silver, or even white are not unheard of. For some reason all ElfQueens can be found in flowing, low-cut gowns that match the colors of the local trees (silver if there are no local trees) and change colors with the seasons.
Feral ElfQueens claim forests, or large sections of forests, as their domains, sending out a mystical call that attracts Feral Elves to them. Typically the Queen forms a colony of twenty to a hundred Elves, with Avariel Elves, Dark Maidens, Drow Zees, High Elves, and occasionally the odd Golden Elf or Grandelf mixed in. Within her domain the ElfQueen claims absolute authority, but practically this is usually limited by the amount of other Pokégirls and humans in the area. Once a colony is established the Queen has her subjects start making natural-seeming modifications to the lands about them, to provide for better food, defense, and plant growth. Forests under an ElfQueen's care experience rapid growth but ElfQueens are cautious enough to know both when to stop planting and when to trim back the woods to maintain ecological balance. Somewhere within the woods the ElfQueen will establish her Court. Oftentimes the Court might be situated in a grove though some ElfQueens have been known to have large trees made into their palatial homes. It seems to be a matter of taste. When two Feral ElfQueens cross paths one of two things happens. Either the "defending" Queen plays gracious hostess to her fellow royalty or (if one or both are of the arrogant, snobbish persuasion) a fight breaks out. These battles are rarely to the death. Usually the loser is forced to concede her domain to the winner and become a servant of the victor.
Tamed and Feral ElfQueens share a few common traits. First is their love of nature, especially plant life. ElfQueens always carry some token of the plant world with them, be it their traditional flower-wreaths, flowers sewn into their clothes or woven into their hair, or even vine bracelets, chokers, or anklets. They both hold Dark Elves, Bondage Elves, and Bondage Queens in nothing but the lowest of contempt, openly ridiculing them as mockeries of Elvenkind. Tamed ElfQueens will not usually start attacks on Dark Elves, Bondage Elves, or Bondage Queens they run across, but they will loudly encourage their Tamers and Harem-sisters to avoid such Pokégirls or drive them away. Feral ElfQueens have an attack-on-sight policy. Putting an ElfQueen and a Dark Elf, Bondage Elf, or Bondage Queen in the same harem is a very bad idea. The ElfQueen will likely lash out, provoking battles until one or the other is dead or otherwise removed. Finally, both Tamed and Feral ElfQueens have a very odd deference to Grandelves. They become meek and quiet in the presence of Grandelves, and tend to rely on them for advice. Also, both kinds of ElfQueens get along well with High Elves.
In battle ElfQueens take on a field commander position. They direct their subjects (and for Tamed ones their sisters) into strategic positions. Because an ElfQueen gets to know her subjects (or Harem-sisters) early on they generally know the strengths and weaknesses of what and who they have to work with and lay out their plans accordingly. Weaker subjects or sisters are directed towards where there is the least risk while others are deployed as best as the situation will allow and the ElfQueen provides support from a distance with her attacks. While the ElfQueen doesn't like to fight herself, she will to protect her subjects or Harem-sisters. They often get quite protective of other Elf-types in a Harem, as well as smaller and physically or emotionally weaker Harem-sisters, and have been known to put themselves in danger to protect those Sisters. When they do directly battle it's from long-range, using their power to control plants to twist the environment to their benefit and lashing out with Rose Whip and Power Bolt, often after dazzling a foe.
ElfQueens generally have average to high libidos. Although they only need Taming twice in a month, they are happy to receive it whenever. When it comes to Taming an ElfQueen loses her air of detachment from the world and can become very blunt with her desires, but only in private. In public they are prim ladies when the subject is brought up. With Tamers they are emotionally bonded to (or Delta-bonded with) an ElfQueen's libido rapidly increases to Extreme and they become very demanding of their lover's time and attention. They don't like to share their partners and they don't like being kept waiting either.
And the next pokégirl...
ENCHANTRESS, the Sexy Sorcery Genius Pokégirl
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Magic/Psychic
Frequency : Very Rare
Diet : human style diet
Role : sex-slaves, retainers, spies, magical item artisans
Libido : very High
Strong Vs : Dark, Fighting, Poison
Weak Vs : Fire, Ghost, Bug
Special Weaknesses : Can be quite envious, requires lots of attention
Attacks : Power Bolt, Reflect, Shield, Smile, Sing, Glare, Yell, Leer, Cry, Hypnotic Gaze, Hypnotize, Backstab, Sex Attack 1, Sex Attack 2, Item Make, others vary
Enhancements : Magical Affinity, Sexual knowledge, Ability to make items of all sorts
Evolves : None
Evolves From : Witch (Moon Stone), Dark Elf (Mana Crystal)
An Enchantress is quite the opposite of her pre-evolved form, Witch. An Enchantress fills out more, becoming quite shapely, her breasts growing out to a nice C-cup and a thin waist and lithe frame. They usually tend to be dressed like Harem girls, or even similar to Domina. Though both styles of clothing have a crescent moon pattern printed somewhere. Usually near the waist, on one of the breasts, or shoulders.
Be warned though, Enchantresses are known for being quite jealous, though this is because they can become quite loyal to their Tamer… Almost bordering obsession…
Enchantresses' obsession with their Tamer is quite evident, since they can be very competitive with any and ALL amorous or lustful Pokégirls that are in the Tamer's harem. An Enchantress can also become quite jealous when a Tamer begins to show other Pokégirls of his harem more affection. Put simply, an Enchantress is a sex fiend.
An Enchantress is also more of a tricky Magic-type of Pokégirl to handle when in battle. Not only are her spells weaker than a Sorceress of the same level (an Enchantresses magic is about 75 of the power of a Sorceress of the same level) she has a few attacks that are useful for damage, but her true strength is in her wide range of status effect attacks. This is also the area that her psychic powers are prevalent, since she has many Psychic-based Status Effect attacks. In general an Enchantress is best used in a support role or in sex battles rather than as a frontline combatant.
The true benefit of evolving a Witch into an Enchantress (other than lots of sex) is their unsurpassed ability to make magical items ranging from potions to permanently enchanted items. All other mages when they wish to create a magical item must first obtain the item to be enchanted (usually at great expense and/or difficulty) an Enchantress instinctively knows how to fabricate such an item and if provided with the correct tools and materials can make one of sufficient quality to withstand enchantment. Note this applies only when creating a magical item, so an Enchantress will only know how to make a sword if she is seeking to create a magical sword and will forget how to make swords once she has forged one for enchanting. Also note that Enchantresses are perfectionists when creating items for enchantment and will demand the best materials and tools unless the need for the item is urgent.
Also unlike other mages they need not cast the spells with which an item is to be enchanted themselves. Another magic user will suffice so long as the Enchantress casts the enchant item and permanence spells and scribes the magic circle to be used for the enchantment. However only if an Enchantress is 100 involved in the enchantment process, from constructing the item to casting the spells, will there be no chance of the enchantment process failing.
The price that an Enchantress pays for her ability to create magical items is a lack of ability to create new spells. Like the Sorceress an Enchantress is a general magic user and so can learn any spell, but she can only create a new spell for herself if she has seen another magic user casting it. This means that Enchantresses can only copy existing spells and can never create an entirely new spell for herself.
It is rare but not unheard of for human girls to threshold into Enchantresses but this usually only occurs when the girl has both magic and high libido Pokégirls in her ancestry.
And the next pokégirl...
GLADIATRIX, the Arena Fighter Pokégirl
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Fighting
Frequency : Very Rare
Diet : Largely meat, bread and potatoes (body can't handle strong spices)
Role : Warriors
Libido : Low to Average
Strong Vs : Normal
Weak Vs : Psychic
Attacks : Slash, Slasher, Sword Dance, Focus Energy, Confuse, Mirror of Equity, Broken Castle, Weapon Repel, Firm Plate, Miracle Slash
Enhancements : Enhanced Speed (x4) Enhanced Stamina (x2), ambidextrous, cannot be sunburned, can summon a weapon once per day (if said weapon is broken, once per week)
Evolves : None Known
Evolves From : Slicer (Round Stone)
Unlike the Slicer, a Gladiatrix is never thin (unless starved) and usually has a few scars, though most have at least fifteen or more. The Gladiatrix often tans by coincidence, not desire, and to the envy of many tanning aficionados, they never get sunburned. Their tan simply deepens until she has a deep bronze tan. After that, her tan simply lasts longer.
A Gladiatrix is hardly concerned about her appearance, unless it's how fierce she appears. She loves the look of scars won in battle and when she's itchy for a fight, she'll often rub one of her larger scars. Anything that can make her appear more fierce is a turn on.
The most she'll do for her hair is wet it down so it doesn't get in her face. Other than that, she doesn't care about it so long as it can't be used against her. Of course, if she's busy sharpening her weapons, cooking or something else that requires her to be immobile, she'll allow others to groom her hair for her.
Bathing is far more important to a Gladiatrix than grooming her hair. Since Gladiatrixes tended to work hard, they will often sweat and the stink of sweat is perhaps the only thing she does not allow on herself or others. Most tamers of Gladiatrixes usually keep a water Pokégirl on hand to keep the cost of bathing a Gladiatrix down. Others stay by bodies of water.
When it comes to actual fighting, a Gladiatrix is not picky about weapons, so long as she has decent ones, and being ambidextrous, she can wield two just as efficiently as one. She actually prefers to have two weapons. She can summon one a day, but what shows up is often random and it can't be a weapon that is in the possession of anyone else. If she can have her pick, she'll usually pick a sword and shield, two swords or even a trident and net. If a weapon that a Gladiatrix has summoned that day breaks, no more can be summoned until the next week, though whether this is a psychological restraint is uncertain.
The Gladiatrix is not a very pleasant Pokégirl to face in combat. When she isn't sparring, she is brutal, relentless and merciless, and will not stop until their opponent is unconscious or deceased, or she is. Luckily, she considers any PokeBattles, Gym battles or Tournament battles to be "sparring". However because of their brutal habits, any tamer who wants to use a Gladiatrix in legal PokeBattles or use a Gladiatrix for any Gym or Tournament battles must have her weaponry enchanted to deal non-physical damage. In these battles, she is automatically disqualified if she attempts to summon weaponry, though surprisingly, 99 of all Gladiatrixes have enough self-control to refrain from summoning weaponry when warned.
Gladiatrixes like unseasoned food, largely meat, bread and potatoes. Tamers sometimes believe that it's because a Gladiatrix likes to live without luxuries, but it's actually because a Gladiatrix's body can't process strong spices well. Too much sugar, salt pepper or any other flavoring spice (such as Garlic or Sapphron) makes a Gladiatrix physically ill.
It seems preposterous for such a powerful Pokégirl, but a Gladiatrix can be left bedridden for days because of too much salt on her food, and as such, she treats anyone who attempts to pull pranks like loose salt caps with open contempt. A Gladiatrix should NEVER eat any complex foods, like cake or anything else that has more than one form of spice or seasoning, and as it should go without saying, they should refrain from eating in fancy restaurants, as any number of spices may be on the food. If she needs to resort to eating Berries, she will seek out ones that don't have a strong flavor.
Because of her nastier nature, Gladiatrixes have been rather popular in illegal battle rings and tournaments throughout the years. As such, any tamer with a Gladiatrix is randomly monitored for any suspicious activities or sudden influxes of cash.
And the next pokégirl...
KITTEN, the Kitty Cat Pokégirl
Type : Animorph (feline)
Element : Normal
Frequency : Common
Diet : omnivore, preference for fish, eggs, milk, and similar products.
Role : frequently domesticated Pokégirl, frequent pet choice
Libido : Average, seasonally can be High
Strong Vs : Ghost, mouse Pokégirls, bird Pokégirls
Weak Vs : Fighting, dog Pokégirls
Attacks : Scratch, Bite, Pummel, Leap, Tackle
Enhancements : good night vision, minor psychic sensitivity, enhanced balance, Enhanced Speed (x2), Enhanced Reflexes (x2).
Evolves : Catgirl (normal), Merrowl (orgasm), Pussywillow (Angel Stone & Leaf Stone), Catfish (normal; raised by a large body of water), Griffon (Bird E-Medal), Phaenine (Dream Stone)
Evolves From : None
Kittens are the young form of Catgirl, though they can evolve to other forms instead of Catgirl in certain circumstances. These Pokégirls are most often found as a pet or a domestically inclined member of a Tamer's harem, as there Fighting styles aren't as good as with most other Pokégirls. Kittens have a wide range of personalities, though most share a common fastidiousness and a desire for creature comforts. Some are domestically inclined housecats, others are sneaky, others are violent, and most are least slightly catty.
Kittens are usually considered Pokékits- by the time they come of age to be captured, they normally evolve into a Catgirl or Catfish, or have their evolution induced by their tamer, one way or the other.
All Kittens like to play, especially with their tamers, and often both Pokégirl and tamer wind up wrestling or otherwise physically with one another at least once a day as a result of their need for attention. These Pokégirls usually wind up as pets, as in the wild they do not last all that long except when near civilization. Tamers normally only put up with Kittens to evolve them into their more powerful and useful evolutions.
And the next pokégirl...
NEO-ICZEL, the Super Pokégirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Magic
Frequency: Very Rare (Crimson League), Extremely Rare (Elsewhere)
Diet: human-style diet
Role: individual striking units
Libido: Average (High seasonally)
Strong Vs: Magic, Water
Weak Vs: Psychic
Attacks: Energy Blade, Power Bolt, Reflect, Burst, Magic Fist, Magic Kick, Shield, Dazzle, Teleport, Phoenix Down, Tectonic Slam, Fissure
Enhancements: Defense, Enhanced Endurance (x8), Enhanced Strength (x19), Flight
Evolves: None
Evolves From : Kamichu (if overconfident)
Neo-Iczels were among the most powerful fighters during the Revenge War. They were single fighting units and among the strongest Pokégirls in existence. Neo-Iczels are human in appearance, usually pale-skinned and muscular, built like gymnasts, with hair colors in bright extremes, be it bright black, bright brown, bright red, bright blond, bright white, etc. They are superhumanly strong, seconded in strength only by girls like the Amachamp, and capable of flying and firing blasts of powerful energy. They are also capable of taking a lot of punishment, making them ideal for combat harems.
Neo-Iczels would be among the most desired Pokégirls if it weren't for one little problem: they are EXTRAORDINARILY arrogant.
In the wild, they are aloof, and will not allow themselves to be captured unless they are defeated utterly, and only if the Tamer takes part in defeating her via means other than just ordering his or her girls around. Tame Neo-Iczels are also cold to their Harem sisters, and encourage their master to rely on only them for their pleasure and for battles. They WILL NOT accept other partners unless they are equals or superior, and will insist on occasionally battling with her harem sisters to see if they are worthy. This has inspired many Tamers to either trade away the Neo-Iczel, give up their Pokégirls in favor of the Neo-Iczel (an action frowned upon by the majority of Leagues and illegal in the Crimson League and WAPL), or train up their Pokégirls to get the Neo-Iczel to accept them. A determined, patient, and caring Tamer who gets their Pokégirls strong will not only have a powerful Harem, but a dedicated, completely loyal ally in a Neo-Iczel.
Those that break through the shell of arrogance of a Neo-Iczel, be they human or Pokégirl, and manage to Bond with her, will find their power increasing alongside the Neo-Iczels. In an amusing irony, the less arrogant a Neo-Iczel becomes, the more powerful they become. Although this is a rare occurrence, as the Neo-Iczel has a genetic predisposition to be arrogant and it's rare that a Tamer has enough patience to work to win the affection of this arrogant breed of Pokégirl. It is also rare that they experience humbling through humiliation, as they are incredibly powerful.
In an interesting side note, Neo-Iczels do not become angry when witnessing the evolution of a Penance, as most other Pokégirl breeds do. They instead become focused on taking care of the Penance, showing their rarely displayed kind, caring sides as they try to win the trust of the skittish young Pokégirl.
It is a wise thing to note that Neo-Iczels have an intense rivalry with Demon Goddesses. The two breeds were both created to be heavy assault units, and a strong competitive streak developed between the two breeds. This rivalry, near the end of the war, developed into an intense hatred that neither breed has been able to shake (or explain, for that matter, since records of exactly what happened during the war are few and far between, and no one knows how the rivalry started). A Neo-Iczel, when coming within twenty feet of a Demon Goddess (or vice versa), will immediately seek out a battle. And only a fool would try and keep a Neo-Iczel and Demon Goddess in the same harem.
No cases of Thresholding into a Neo-Iczel have been reported, something which many people are very grateful for.
And the next pokégirl...
VALKYRIE, the Northern Swordmistress Pokégirl
Type : Very Near Human Metamorph
Element : Fighting/Flying
Frequency : Very Rare
Diet : human-style diet
Role : Capture and rescue
Libido : Low to Average
Strong Vs : Bug, Dark, Ice, Normal, Rock, Steel
Weak Vs : Flying, Psychic
Attacks : Slash, Double Slash, Cut, Sword Dance, Focus Energy, Wingover, Dive
Enhancements : Enhanced Speed (x6), Enhanced Strength (x7), Enhanced Endurance (x4), Can summon weapons and armor. Can make wings appear and disappear.
Evolves : Armsmistress (Dawn Stone)
Evolves From : Slicer (battle stress), Airmaiden (battle stress)
Valkyries bear a resemblance to Angels in appearance, and are often mistaken as such. They are tall and athletically built. They aren't as muscled as some types, and still possess softness and curves, but one can easily see the strength in their limbs and the dangerous grace of a warrior. Their hair is usually golden blond (occasionally silver, and other shades of blond), and almost always kept long, though it is usually tied in braids or pigtails. Eye color is light, either blue or green. Skin color is pale. Valkyries typically appear with a breastplate, a helm with wing motifs, greaves, longsword, and in the off-hand either a shortsword or a shield. Some Valkyries have been known to use a spear instead. Finally, they have a pair of white feathered wings, separate from their arms, much like an Angel. These wings can be summoned or dismissed by touching a jewel on her chest. Valkyries usually insist on wearing some clothes, though they need not be terribly modest, and will rarely take off their armor outside of taming or bathing.
Valkyries have an ingrained habit of searching battlefields for powerful, defeated Pokégirls, and rescuing or capturing them. This should be noted, since if a Valkyrie can access a tamer's Pokégirls after a tough battle, a tamer can suddenly find themselves out of spare Pokéballs and with an extra handful of Pokégirls added to their harem. They will also consider getting a downed harem sister out of the battlefield to be of higher priority than defeating their enemy. However, they will stop all this behavior (begrudgingly) at their tamer's insistence. It is sometimes considered a bad omen to see a flock of feral Valkyries in flight, as it can suggest that a large battle with many injured or dead is, has, or will soon occur. The phrase "flight of the Valkyries" is sometimes used as a euphemism for war in literature.
Valkyries are excellent fighters with their weapons, on par with all the other Slicer evolutions. They are also brilliant at evaluating the strength of a fighter. They tend to fight defensively, economizing movement, warding blows away with armor and shield while they wait for an opening. With great strength and precision, they seek to end the fight quickly with as little effort on their part as possible, so that they have the energy to evacuate any allies from the fight, if needed. A Valkyrie often uses her wings to quickly charge her foes, either for hit and run attacks or to quickly get into a defensive position. Valkyries usually only use their wings for movement, however, and dismiss them once in the melee. She can also use them for distance attacks against ground targets. It should be noted that in aerial combat, a Valkyrie will usually prove inferior to other flying types, especially birds.
Resembling Angels in more than just appearance, Valkyries are polite but serious and aloof, at least in public. The only exception to this is if she is drunk, which will prompt very different behavior, namely: loud merrymaking, singing, boasting, and much more friendly behavior towards her tamer. While sober, a Valkyrie won't publicly show her tamer affection; or at least nothing more than a smile and holding hands. Though, if her tamer initiates affectionate behavior with her, she will not push them away unless they try for more than a lip kiss. In a private setting, a Valkyrie is much more open and loving, though mildly bashful. Feral Valkyries are fairly docile, and do not commonly attack humans. However, they will defend themselves from direct attack, and will resist capture to the best of their abilities. Once captured, they do not provide much, if any trouble to their new masters. If any battles occur near them, feral Valkyries will take any unconscious Pokégirls a safe distance away from the fight.
Valkyries will often concern themselves with the safety of their harem sisters. They make fine alphas for this reason, though generally they are content in any position as long as the harem is in good health. Valkyries may have problems with infernal Pokégirls, but likely will not get violent with them unless attacked or unless they are doing something actively evil.
There is little to note in regards to taming Valkyries. There is, of course, the standard advice for all flying types. When their wings are out, most do not like positions where weight is put on the wings (e.g.: the missionary position), and it is best to tame them in the open air, as they sometimes beat their wings during orgasm. Finally, as with many flying Pokégirls, a fair few may entertain fantasies about mid-air taming. To date, there have been no reported cases of thresholding directly to a Valkyrie.
And the next pokégirl...
SAMURAI, the Bodyguard Pokégirl
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Fighting
Frequency : Extremely Rare
Diet : human style diet, also has high tolerance for alcohol
Role : veteran warriors
Strong Vs : Bug, Dark, Ice, Rock, Normal, Steel
Weak Vs : Flying, Psychic
Libido : High, but ONLY manifests if the Samurai is alone with her Tamer
Attacks : Basic sword fighting, Swordwave, Spincut, Slasher, Focus Energy, Fireworks, Mirror of Equity, Weapon Repel, Weapon Guard, Toxic Sword, Dragon Slash, Metal Slash, Demi Blade, Dragon Dance
Can ONLY learn over level 40 : Falcon Sword, Miracle Slash, Keen Blade, Cry of the Fallen Can ONLY learn over level 50: Armor Break, Power Break, Mental Break, Magic Break, Zanmato
Enhancements : Enhanced Speed (x6), Enhanced Stamina (x6), Enhanced Strength (x8), Enhanced Durability (x7), Slow aging, Can summon weapons and armour.
Evolves : None
Evolves From : Ronin (Dawn Stone)
Up until the discovery of the Dawn Stone, no one knew how or why a Ronin becomes a Samurai, even though researchers ran test after test, to no avail each time. It was a longtime frustration for researchers everywhere, but it's still regarded as one of the more important research topics out there, and that is for one very special reason.
When the first Samurai was discovered, a Pokéwoman in her 60s that was living in Edo with her Tamer, she slew over 200 Team Shogun agents, tanks included, with a single Zanmato. This was also was how the Zanmato attack was first discovered...
Very little data is available on the Samurai as those who have them tend to be unforthcoming with good reason, seeing as Samurai are among the most powerful sword-type Pokégirls alive.
When a Ronin evolves, they gain a foot and a half in height. Their hair grows up to twice as long as it was before, and their bust size increases. An interesting trend though is the fact that some Samurai appear to age when they evolve, adding about ten years to their looks but not affecting their actual age. Another oddity is some also lose the use of one of they’re eyes (higher chance of the left over the right). The chances of these changes occurring are less than 10, with sometimes one, the other or both happening if they happen at all.
To a Samurai, their primary duty is the protection of their Master. As such, it is not uncommon for the owner of a Samurai to be found with her constantly following him, almost always on his left side and a step or two behind. When in a harem, the Samurai will gauge her harem sisters carefully, especially of she, or they, are new to the harem. A begrudging amount of respect is initially given only due to the fact that they have the same Master, but until a harem sister proves herself in the Samurai’s eyes, she will not be completely trusted. The only exception to this would be if the Samurai was in the harem prior to her evolution, then she would retain the trust and respect she had for her harem sisters at the time.
For the most part, a Samurai tends to keep to herself. Either practicing katas as part of her daily routine, reading or writing Haiku, or even just conversing quietly with her Master or trusted harem sisters over tea. However, if there is an obvious power vacuum due to the lack of an alpha, or she sees the current alpha fail in her duties to protect the master, the Samurai will contest for the position, usually in a duel that only ends when one or the other is unconscious. Should the Samurai become Alpha, it is said that this is when the breed truly shines. With the power of Alpha, many samurai begin to aggressively train their harem sisters, both as individuals and as a team. Her primary concern is still the protection of their Master, and this is something she tries to in still in the others. Most Tamers find her methods to be both effective and fair, never asking more than an individual is capable off but always pressing them to push further than they believe they can. Another quirk of become Alpha, is that the Samurai will also start planning strategies, either by herself or with her Tamer to maximize the harem’s potential and power.
In public, or in front of the harem, a Samurai is always calm and collected. When certain they have privacy, a Samurai undergoes a 180 degree turn in terms of personality, unable to get their clothes off fast enough in their desire to be Tamed, their libido rising to the point where it could be compared to a Vixxen.
Samurais can summon, a natural magic ability, any sort of Japanese sword they desire in any style and design. Their preferred weapon is a daisho set, a katana and wakizashi. Other weapons have included the Odachi (great sword) and the Kodachi (short sword). They are masterful swordswomen, the best in the world. Ronins will always respect and look up to them, as they consider the evolved Pokégirl as the perfect sword fighter. They also have the ability to summon up their armor of choice. Each samurai have a personal preference to the amount of armor they wear. Some chose to don the complete suit of armor, covering themselves head to toe, while others only use partial sets and some even forgo armor all together in favor of more speed and movement. The actual colors and designs are varied, but one thing is for certain, if the Samurai’s Tamer possess a mon, or personal crest, it will always be proudly displayed either on the shoulders, the chest or on a personal banner on the back of the armor.
The Feral state of a Samurai is very light, much like that of an Ingenue, insomuch they seem, as they are constantly distracted. It's a little more dangerous than that, though as a Samurai will become fascinated by the way the light plays off their sword blade and will move it about randomly to try and get random effects. No reports of a Threshold transformation have been reported, and seeing as it's incredibly rare for a Samurai to appear in some way to begin with, it's unlikely there will be.
And the next pokégirl...
SUCCUBUS, the Sexy Soul-Sucking Pokégirl
Type : Near Human
Element : Magic/Ghost/Flying (Infernal)
Frequency : Rare
Diet : Life Energy
Role : Combat, Taming Support
Libido : High
Strong Vs : Bug, Fighting, Ground, Ghost, Magic, Plant, Poison, Psychic
Weak Vs : Celestial, Dark, Electric, Ice, sonic-based attacks
Attacks : Energy Drain, Shadow Blade, Soul Fist, Possess, Go Down, Call Me Queen, Backhand, Wing Buffet, Night Shade, Spank, Butt Wiggle, Nipple Cripple, Rapid Stroke, Caress, Ensnaring Kiss, Enslaving Kiss, Kiss In The Dark.
Enhancements : Enhanced Strength (x4), Enhanced Endurance (x8), Enhanced Speed (x4), Constant Ashen Wings, Flexibility, Longevity, Solid Ether Body
Evolves : Dark Queen (Dark Ritual), Mazouku (Mechanism Classified)
Evolves From : Daimon (Dusk Stone)
Succubi are perhaps the most popular of the Youma line, and indeed, of Infernaldom in general, a fact that their classification as "rare" despite the fact that their evolutionary requirement (which was only very recently confirmed) would suggest "extremely rare" is a great testament to. It is also a fact that makes a great deal of sense; with bodies sculpted almost to perfection, almost ungodly sexual skill, and respectable combat powers to boot, only the general opinion of Infernals and the attitude of Succubi towards those they don't respect has stopped them from replacing the Tigress as the Pokégirl that “every tamer wants.”
Physically, Succubi are, as stated, designed to be almost perfect. Their heights are somewhat variable, usually owing to the un-uniform appearance of their previous evolutionary forms, but whatever it is, their breasts will almost always be perfectly proportioned on the resulting frame, not looking ridiculously large, but never being small enough to be considered lacking by any normal standards. Hair and skin colorations will also often vary from Succubus to Succubus, although the two are generally complementary and also go well with her eye color. However, aside from normal human attributes, two things distinguish a Succubus from an extremely attractive human female; their wings, which are somewhat bat-like, and a second “off” characteristic, the exact nature of which is difficult to pin down, though a set of vestigial wings on the head or small horns are two of the more commonly seen manifestations.
The former are, interestingly enough, not at all suited to flying, generally being used for entrapment (they're surprisingly strong, despite the almost velvety texture) or as slashing weapons via a charge of Infernal energy, a technique which is known as “Shadow Blade.” Succubi are still considered flying types, however, as they are capable of magical flight, though, strangely, they cannot seem to sustain it without their wings going through the motions of flapping. It should also be noted that the span of these wings isn't particularly standardized, and so tend to vary, though most tend towards being proportionate to (and not greater than) the Succubus's height.
However, in spite of their physical appeal (or perhaps because of it?), Succubi have been noted to, by and large, have very bad attitudes. More specifically, they're almost unbearably condescending towards anyone or anything that hasn't earned their respect, especially those who are easily taken in by the allure they extrude. Despite their uppity attitudes, the dress and manner of a Succubus is almost always provocative, and revealing attire is quite common (with corsets being especially favored), making them seem very inviting at a glance. However, once someone has failed to impress her, she generally turns rather vicious, sadistically pounding on the "offending" person verbally (and sometimes physically) even as she flaunts her superiority to them further.
This doesn't mean she'll turn down an offer of taming, though; the Succubus's reputation as a sex fiend is well deserved, and few people who approach one looking for taming are actually turned away... though some do try to run away once they realize what they're in for. A Succubus's condescending attitude extends to the bedroom, and rare is the Succubus who will choose to be submissive. This attitude especially extends to her tamer and harem sisters in most cases; until the former earns her respect, she'll generally turn any encounter he attempts to initiate into a session of dominating him thoroughly enough to put even a member of the Domina line to shame whilst the latter will have nothing but her contempt for submitting to him. As such, Succubi get along cordially enough with dominating Pokégirls, at least until the latter fail to impress...
In any case, as with those of most Infernals, there is a more appealing side to the Succubus's attitude. Should her master manage to earn her respect (generally through forcing her to submit in the bedroom), the Pokégirl's world view shifts to place him above herself, and so far above her contempt. Naturally, though, she will still look down on others, and, if not carefully watched in public, will often instigate conflict by glorifying her master further through ridiculing others. Still, this is to be considered a sign of extreme loyalty, and a growing number of tamers seem to be willing to endure the dangers of attempting to win the respect of Succubi, considering such loyalty and the promise of wonderful sex worth the risk. It should also be noted that, since the revelation that Succubi evolve from Daimon through Dusk Stones, the market for said stones has exploded, as those who respect their tamers prior to evolution are generally much easier to bring into line.
Another incentive, however, is that, although sexuality is their true forte, Succubi are not at all bad fighters. Not only are they fairly fast, capable of learning a wide array of techniques, and generally apt with magic, but the same endurance that sustains them for hours on end in intimate affairs also allows them to last quite some time in combat, and their flight abilities are nothing to scoff at. As far as actual battling style goes, however, there isn't really a norm to speak of except perhaps that they are as sadistic on the battlefield as they are towards those they feel contemptuous of, and will often attempt to end a fight with a humiliating technique such as Energy Drain or Backhand. Also, it is interesting to note that Succubi, by virtue of being comprised of “solid ether,” are able to touch ghost Pokégirls, even those who're “phased out.” This would make them highly prized as guards if they didn't generally look down on such mundane work.
On a related issue, Succubi and Demonesses do not get along well, and both breeds tend to be extremely passionate about such fights in their own ways. In the case of the Succubi (who not only see Demonesses as annoyingly serious, but as inferiors who need to learn their place), this is generally manifested as attempting to turn the fight into a sex battle, which both allows them to use their abilities more effectively and effectively humiliates the Demonesses. As such, should the Succubus win the fight, an immediate taming will generally be initiated, regardless of circumstances, and their distraction in such situations would make them optimal for forcing them to submit...if such encounters were common enough to be readily available. If the Succubus loses, however, she will generally become sulky and more vicious than usual (presumably trying to reaffirm her superiority), and most of the very few recorded cases of depressed and/or humble Succubi occurred after such losses.
In any case, as one might expect, it would be almost impossible to create an accurate description of the Succubus breed's taming style without having several volumes of material when one was finished, so a much shortened version much be presented here. To drastically understate the case, Succubi are sex fiends, sex experts, and perhaps even sexual connoisseurs, and even their bodies are designed to accommodate this. As such, aside from having an impressive array of innate sexual techniques and insanely high flexibility, Succubi literally require sex to live... or rather, the energy it creates. Using a somewhat modified version of the energy drain technique, a Succubus then takes in during taming to sustain herself, which is likely one of the reasons that they are so fond of the act. In any case, this draining isn't at all detrimental to the drainee, and the extraction generally only results in them being a bit more tired than normal the next morning.
Finally, Feral Succubi are almost unheard of. Not only are they quickly snapped up by tamers (to sell or keep) when they appear, but they actively seek out taming to attain their needed energy, and since they can be a bit brutal towards those preventing it, it is recommended that tamers encountering feral Succubi simply tame them and capture them once they go into taming shock. Thresholding into a Succubus is considered an impossibility as of 300 AS, as none have yet become Pokéwomen.
Classified:Information beyond this point is on a need-to-know basis and must never reach the public. We don't need people creating more Mazouku or Dark Queens.
When it was confirmed in 299 AS that Succubi evolve from Daimons through the use of Dusk Stones, further research was conducted with said stones to determine if further evolution was possible. Unfortunately, it is; application of two more Dusk Stones to a Succubus evolves her into a Mazouku. This information must not spread to the public or criminal elements; Succubi are an acceptable evil, but Mazouku are not and their population must not be allowed to expand!
It is also known that Succubi may be evolved into Dark Queens, but the exact means for the facilitation of this evolution must not be released. Those with the clearance to read this, however, may find further details in the Dark Queen entry.
And the next pokégirl...
SHIELDMAIDEN, the Defensive Pokégirl
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Psychic
Frequency : Uncommon to Very Rare (All Leagues)
Diet : human style food, with the exception of red meat
Role : bodyguards
Libido : Average
Strong Vs : Fighting, Poison, Psychic
Weak Vs : Bug, Dark, Ghost
Attacks : Reflect, Harden, Foresight, Telekinesis, Armor, Shield, Tackle, Bellyflop
Enhancements : Psychic abilities, armored skin
Evolves : Barriermaiden (Cunnydew nectar)
Evolves From : Ingenue (Psi Crystal)
Shieldmaidens looks like ordinary girls with an exception. They have a strange tattoo that appears on their forehead. It's exact design can vary from concentric ovals to four triangular shapes in a diamond pattern (each triangle pointing in one of four directions, up, down, left or right). Shieldmaidens differ on whether or not to cover it up, but those who do cover this tattoo generally do so with a bandanna.
The first strange thing most people notice about a Shieldmaiden (tattoo aside) is what is known as the "Sparkly" effect. When a Shieldmaiden finds herself attracted to another person, they subconsciously create a minor barrier that traps and condenses moisture in the surrounding air, creating a small rainbows and sparkles of light. Unless she is in a low humidity area (such as a desert region), this is quite noticeable.
A Shieldmaiden is a very useful Pokégirl to have around when it comes to preventing accidents, as her ability to produce force fields can prevent some rather serious damage. Unfortunately, they don't have many attacks at all, even at higher levels, so they can be frustrating to use in combat, even if they are inherently better than the Damsel when it comes to fighting. In fact, they're so bad at attacking physically that if they attempt to use Tackle (one of their only attacks until much later), there's a 15-30 chance that they'll end up using Bellyflop by accident.
Many Shieldmaidens, startlingly enough, like travel and exploration. Some researchers see this as a counter-intuitive nature, believing that Shieldmaidens, as a defensive Pokégirl, would want to stay in one place. However, their assumptions do not change the fact that many Shieldmaidens still like traveling.
One common trait that does make sense, most researchers state, is that the Shieldmaiden is often quite possessive of her lovers. While this is not as strict as a Neo-Iczel, she will become quite furious if her chosen lover happens to be a Pokégirl her tamer just traded away. In most cases, the tamer will relent and get their lover back, but those that don't will usually find that the Shieldmaiden may go "missing"... permanently.
Some Shieldmaidens take to carrying actual metal shields to amplify their Shield technique. The size may vary depending on her confidence or need. Most who carry shields will carry medium-sized kite or oval shields, some will carry tower shields, and very few will carry a buckler. Where they get these shields can vary. Those with poor tamers may salvage metal and use their telekinesis to forge a crude shield, while those with richer tamers will have them made.
Ranma closed his pokédex and stared numbly at the ground.
Rira-Ohki stared worriedly at her husband. “Miyah?”
Ranma reached into his jacket with his right hand and pulled out his primary signature firearm: The Desert Dragon; the gun's jet black finish glinted darkly as it came in contact with the sunlight.
Ranma had used this gun for nearly three centuries, it was his most favored and most used firearm. It was the finished product after three to four prototypes. When he was 25, the gun was a .50 caliber (12.7mm) MAGNUM custom designed handgun, he himself had created from Israel's failed prototype of new lined Desert Eagles. The Israel Government had given him the prototype gun and its design specs as a present when he was 20 years old, as a payment for his services.
Then at the age of 27 Ranma had modified the gun into a .575 caliber gun. Then a few weeks later, when he was touring the Disgaea Universe, he visited the Item world for both of his guns: The Desert Dragon and The Silverballer.
He met up with a red haired fighter named Adell, who helped him level up his firearms, which both had Legendary Status on them because they were one of a kind.
So he and Adell entered the Item World of his firearms and leveled them up to Level 1000 in the Land of Carnage's Item World vendor.
Soon his handgun became a .70 caliber (17.78mm) MAGNUM handgun, but that wasn't the only change. His Handgun was also transformed into a railgun; pushing the firepower of the handgun into legendary levels.
There was only one other gun left in existence that was similar to his, though the firepower was considerably lower then his gun; and that was the Prototype Desert Dragon Mk.II, which was in the possession of his 5th wife: Kasumi Dasanteki Chaos, formally known as Kasumi Tendo.
Suffice to say, the gun was not for the use of regular men. A regular man would literary break every bone in his arm, shoulder and chest. The arteries and veins in the arm that he fired the weapon with, would be crushed. His organs that were close to the fired weapon would be damaged internally.
How did he know this would happen?
Ranma sighed, 'Poor Mat...he healed and was back in shape in no time, but he wouldn't stop crying or bitching for the next 3 weeks...'
Anyway back to the main topic at hand right now.
He officially now had 13 pokégirls...13 more pokégirls then he wanted, and the worst part was that half of the girls were extremely jealous, demanding of his attention, and extremely possessive. He felt numb, the years of unstable mentality, and quaking sanity had, in a moment of randomness, caught up to him.
Ranma ejected the current magazine, and pulled out a new magazine loaded with 15mm metal incendiary spikes. He pushed the safety switch from on, to regular mode, to railgun mode. He loaded the gun with the 15mm ammunition and then slowly raised the gun...
...to his head.
The bullet, in a sense, would put even a person of his caliber, out of action for a while,
Rira-Ohki's eyes widen and reacted quickly, as did the other pokégirls. Hotaru gasped and tackled her pigtailed Master. Yuliya lunged at him to try and stop him. The Angel, who was hell bent from letting anyone being harm in her presence, tried to fire a weak Mana Bolt, at the gun to disarm her new Master. The others tried other various ways to disarm the weapon.
But it was all for naught when Rira-Ohki transformed into her humanoid form and snatched the gun from Ranma's hand.
“NO!! Bad Ranma! Bad!!” Rira-Ohki reprimanded as one would reprimand a child for a naughty act.
“Hey give me back my gun!” Ranma whined as he lunged for his firearm.
Rira-Ohki hid the gun behind her back and waggled a finger at Ranma, “No! Bad Ranma! No more fake suicide attempts or real suicide attempts to scare me!!”
“Oh come on Rira-Ohki-chan. You know it was just a moment of insanity I experience sometimes.” Ranma said as he tried to soothe his wife.
“Mew...Master tried to abandon me...” Hotaru meowed as she began to tear up. Ranma looked towards the pokékit with a panicked expression.
“Ack! No! No! Don't cry Hotaru! It was just a moment of insanity! Don't cry! I'm not trying to abandon you!” Ranma consoled his Kitten as he hugged the diminutive girl...uh...cat...feline...girl...
“Really?” Hotaru asked as she looked up at her Tamer.
Ranma nodded vigorously as he rubbed his Kitten's back soothingly.
Hotaru gave him a teary smile as she hugged him in happiness and snuggled against his chest.
Ranma looked up to his wife, who was still holding his gun and carefully watching her husband. “Can I have my gun back now?” Ranma asked .
“Are you going to try and fatally hurt yourself again?” she asked with a frown.
Ranma sighed and shook his head. It was a moment of insanity! Why did everyone have to make a big deal out of it.
Rira-Ohki carefully handed back Ranma his gun, which he took graciously from her hand and holstered in his jacket.
“Now would you- urk!” Before Ranma could finish his sentence, he found his wife clinging to his body with her head buried into his shoulder.
Even though she had been with Ranma long enough to know that it took a lot to hurt her husband. Rira-Ohki never wanted her husband/Master to ever get hurt. No matter how minuscule the pain or wound was, she didn't want anyone to harm her husband. If anyone tried to harm her husband, she would personally annihilate that person or thing. Rira-Ohki blinked, that last part of her thoughts were probably from Ranma's genetics that she had partly inherited when Washuu created her.
“Mou...don't do that again Anata.” Rira-Ohki said softly as inhaled Ranma's scent and rubbed her face against his neck.
Ranma sighed as he rubbed his wife's back, “Rira-chan, you know it takes a lot more then that to put me down. Plus it was just something that surprised me that made me do that.” Ranma whispered to his wife.
The pokégirls, for various personal reasons, stared at the two with envy and jealousy.
Rira-Ohki sighed, she knew somehow this was her fault, but still...
Ranma gently pushed his wife off him, Hotaru was squished in between the two, but she made no complaints. Ranma held his wife by the shoulders, “Alright would you please explain to me why I have eight more pokégirls then I should.”
Rira-Ohki chuckled and transformed back into her cabbit form to escape questioning. “Miyah!” she exclaimed sheepishly as she flew back onto Ranma's shoulder, and began to cuddle against Ranma's cheek.
Ranma's left eye began twitching erratically, he sighed at his affectionate wife, who he sometimes thought was bipolar.
“Well might as well get introductions out of the way,” Ranma started as he looked back up at the collection of pokégirls. “My names Ranma Chaos...apparently I'm your new Tamer...”
The Angel looked at the others before turning back to Ranma, her new...and first Master. She had a typical Angel appearance, long blond hair, filling bust, moderately curvaceous to be proportionate to her body, and had pure white skin. Currently her large white wings were out and were partially wrapped around her body. Physically, she was beautiful by humanoid standards and by Ranma's standards.
The Angel was about to speak when suddenly Ranma embraced her and turned her around. The Angel blushed crimson at the imminent contact, but all was not what it seems.
A black blur had lunged out at blond haired Angel, and Ranma had his fist buried deep into the blur's stomach. The Samurai twitched and her hand was at her katana before anyone could blink, the Gladiatrix hand was grasping for the European sword strapped to her back. The Neo-Iczel had clenched her hands into fists and was staring at the black blur.
The blur, which turns out to be a fairly tanned woman with long black hair. She gasped for breath as she glared up with extreme hatred at Ranma and the Angel. Ranma raised his eyebrow at the pokégirl who was glaring at him.
She was about to raise her hand up again to fire an attack at them, but Ranma wouldn't let her. Ranma grabbed the offending hand and twisted it behind her back, making her yell in pain. Ranma grabbed the other arm and did the same thing so that she couldn't attack the Angel. She struggled against Ranma and ignored the pain in her arms, as she kept trying to harm the celestial pokégirl.
“Hmm, well this isn't that unusual, women attacking me. Weird though, I've never seen her before. So why is she attacking us?” Ranma scratched his head with his free hand. The unknown pokégirl stared up at Ranma with a small measure of respect, though it was overridden with hatred and anger.
Rira-Ohki tilted her head as she recognized the pokégirl from a book Ranma had previously read.
“Miyah! Miyah!” She exclaimed mischievously as she pulled out a spare Ultra pokéball, that she had taken from Ranma's last contract, out of her own personal subspace. She let the pokéball drop onto the dark skinned girl. The pokéball bounced off the pokégirl's body before it opened up and captured the girl in a red beam of light.
The pokéball fell to the ground after the capture and began to rock back and forth as the button on the pokéball started flashing red. It blinked once, twice, then a third time before it fell silent.
Ranma stared at the captured pokégirl before turning back to his wife. “Oh, you did not do what I think you just did.” Ranma deadpanned.
Rira-Ohki gave him another apologetic smile, “Miyah! Miyah!” “I'm sorry Ranma, but it's part of my plan. I'll make it up to you later.” She said to him telepathically.
Ranma sighed, “You're so lucky that I love you and trust you so much.” He mentally replied to her. Rira-Ohki beamed at him and resumed cuddling Ranma's neck and cheek.
Ranma looked back to the Angel pokégirl, “Alright continued what you were saying.”
The Angel's eyes drifted to the ground. She shuffled hesitantly at her Tamer's direct command. “My name is Teri...” She stated. Ranma waited for her to continue, but she didn't.
Ranma shrugged and pointed at the next pokégirl to introduce herself. The following introductions were just as short as Teri's, though there were some short variations and little comments.
“I don't have a name...my previous tamer called Elf.” The Elfqueen stated as she started off after the Angel. The Elfqueen was similar to Teri in some ways. She was wearing a long flowing low cut silk gown that show off her snow white skin. She had large D-cup breasts and very smooth legs. She, like Teri, had long blond hair that reached her back and was free from any restraint.
Ranma raised an eyebrow at her, “Well what do you want to be called then?” Ranma asked as he looked to the Elfqueen. She, along with the other pokégirls, looked at Ranma with disbelief.
Did their tamer just allow them to choose their own names?
In the pokégirl society, it was looked down upon by many tamers, who allowed their pokégirls too much freedom. pokégirls were property, they didn't have rights, and they were nothing more then efficient slaves, usually sex slaves by a majority of tamers. Giving them a name, though it was common, was frowned upon by tamers and thought to be unprofessional. Letting pokégirls pick their own name, however, was thought to be extremely unprofessional, and scoff upon by many tamers.
Luckily for them, Ranma wasn't normal by any standards; human, super human, animal, unhuman, or society wise.
Ranma frowned at her as she continued staring at him, “Well? What do you want to be called?”
The Elfqueen looked down at the ground in thought before looking back at Ranma and giving him her answer. “I would like to be called Sennyo... Master Ranma.”
Ranma frowned at the way he was addressed, but shrugged it off since they were conditioned since birth to address males as their superiors. “Okay Sennyo it is, Sennyo-chan.” Ranma confirmed.
The Elfqueen blushed at the address, but resumed her noble and polite composure.
Ranma directed his attention to the Samurai and waited for her introduction. She looked at him again with her analytical stare. The Samurai was completely different then the Angel or the Elfqueen, though that was to be expected. She had black hair wrapped in a tight braid that reached the middle of her back. She was wearing a loose yukata that wasn't combat limited, and had a katana and wakizashi strapped to her waist. Her bust was strapped down by a strip of white cloth.
She gave him an almost invisible smile when she recognized three qualities that she could pick out from his posture, even though he was sitting. Though Ranma was relaxed, she could sense that his muscles were able to react every quickly, the demonstration from earlier with the Dark Lady prove that. The second was his strength, it was an enormous feat to hurt a pokégirl, especially one of the Dark Lady's caliber. And the third one was something that the Gladiatrix had picked out as well. Ranma had scars, a multitude of scars, one that could be seen slightly from his chest, several on his forearms sticking out from his bracers, and a few on his neck. They were faint, but she and the Gladiatrix could see them as clear as day. And they weren't normal everyday accidental scars, they were scars from fights. What kind of fights, she didn't know. But fights they were.
“My name is Lira, Master Ranma.” The Samurai bowed to him, while giving him a minuscule smile.
Ranma nodded at her, and turn to the Gladiatrix, before he could ask her, she answered for him. “Rem...Master...” The Gladiatrix bowed her head to him, while keeping her eyes on Ranma's being the whole entire time. The Gladiatrix had long sandy hair tied into a braid, she was wearing a leather breastplate and a clothed chain mailed skirt. She had two European swords strapped in a 'X' formation on her back. She was finely tanned and had a multitude of minute scars on her body, as well as a large one at the end of her arm. Her chest seemed to be stuffed into her breastplate, and Ranma guessed that she was at least a double C cup.
How he guess that, he would never know.
He turned to the Neo-Iczel who was still staring at him with contempt. She was pale skinned and muscular like a gymnast. Strangely enough her hair was bright white in contrast to her pale skin. She was overly busty, considering her body size, but not overbearing in where it will get in the way. She was wearing a tight t-shirt and very short pants, along with a pair of gloves with the knuckles embedded with a plate of metal.
“It's Jem...Master, phht.” She answered rudely and condescendingly. As far as she was concerned, this male was weak and had yet to earn her respect or loyalty. The thing with the Dark Lady was just probably a fluke.
Ranma let the condescending tone fly over his head and shrugged it off. No skin off his bones if the girl didn't like him. Ranma turned his head to only the red head of the group, which was his Shieldmaiden.
Ranma blinked, since when did he start regarding to the pokégirls as 'his'?
The Shieldmaiden blushed as Ranma's attention was focused onto her. Luckily for Ranma, he didn't notice the mini rainbows flowing above his head right now. Although everyone else did, they made no comment. The Shieldmaiden had dark red hair cut into a shoulder length pageboy cut. Similar to Nabiki's hair style from his time...well actually any Nabiki from any time or dimension, since for some reason they all kept the same hair style.
She was wearing a brown leather jacket with no sleeves and the front left opened; revealing that she wasn't wearing anything underneath and leaving her breasts partly exposed. There was a moon shaped tattoo on her chest and was wearing long trousers. “I don't have a given name, but everybody at the ranch called me Kath after a while. So you can call me Kath, Master Ranma.” She stated as she blushed demurely.
Ranma nodded at her introduction, but frowned as he remembered something from the Shieldmaiden description, 'Isn't she supposed to have a shield or something.' He thought to himself. Ranma watched Kath's subtle actions carefully, she was constantly wrapping herself with her arms and staring around at the environment. There was an occasional twitch every few minutes. Kath blushed under his scrutiny. It seemed that she was feeling very vulnerable and exposed right now.
Ranma reached into his subspace and felt around for a certain object. 'I knew that a Doctorate Degree in Psychology would be useful someday outside of fighting...though I didn't expect it to be hundreds of years later...'
Ranma hands grasped a large metal object in the back and pulled it out of his subspace. He pulled out the large red and slightly demonic shield and threw it towards his Shieldmaiden, who caught it clumsily.
She caught the large shield and stared at it with large eyes. Her eyes ran over the details of the shield, while feeling the weight of the shield itself. There was a demonic face glaring out of the receiving end of the shield. “Ooooh,” she cooed softly while gazing at the shield, then she looked back up at Ranma with huge sparkly eyes.
Ranma shifted in discomfort under Kath's stare. He begin to explain about the large metal item, “It's a Daedric Shield, without any magical enchantments, it resists magic up to a certain point, and made of a very precious metal found in...in a place where there's lots of fire...and stuff.” Ranma finished off lamely as he sweatdropped at his poor explanation. How do you explain that an item was created in dimension of hell, out of the metals tempered in blood and the ores of an desecrated demon plain. “Anyway, it'll wear down after a few hundred direct hits and its quite cumbersome, but well worth the long term investment.”
Ranma then turned to the other pokégirl as Kath was fawning over her new shield. She looked very similar to Teri, in that their both winged pokégirls and they both have large white wings.
“My name is Lind. Master.” The Valkyrie answered formally as she gave Ranma a leveled stare. She was tall and athletically built; she was muscled, but still possess the softness and curves. Though Ranma could easily see the strength in her limbs and the dangerous grace of a warrior. Her hair was golden blond and tied in a long braid. Her eye color was a light green. She was wearing a breastplate, a helm with wing motifs, iron greaves, she had a longsword strapped to her waist, and there was a large jem on her chest. Like the Angel, she had a pair of white feathered wings, separate from her arms. Her armor was lavish green which amplified her pale skin tone.
Ranma nodded at her introduction then looked to his second to last pokégirl, and the one that scared him the most. Not just because of her type, but more because she reminded him a lot of someone he knew.
The Succubus smirked at him when his attention became focused upon her. “The name's Morrigan. Master...” The Succubus introduced herself in a condescending and smug tone as she bounced her breasts playfully. Oh she would so enjoy dominating this male and making him submissive.
Morrigan looked like all typical Succubi, she had long light green hair with miniature bat wings coming out the sides of her head. She was lightly tanned and like all Succubi; was incredibly curvaceous, voluptuous and very busty.
Ranma shivered under his Succubus's predatory stare and smirk. But then he frowned as her name came back to him. “Hmm, do you know of the Aensland Family, Morrigan?” Ranma asked the Succubus.
Morrigan raised an eyebrow at the question and shrugged her shoulders. “No, I don't recall anyone under that name.”
Ranma sighed in relief, 'Just an analog. Thank God for that...' Ranma frowned momentarily, 'No wait I take that back. Thank the Demon God for that...Gods are icky...'
Ranma blinked.
'Wait! Did I just say the gods are icky...? That's not badass or gangsta! Hmmm Gods suck major balls! Yeah, that's better.' Ranma said to himself.
Ranma sighed as he picked up the ball holding the dark haired pokégirl. He scanned the ball with his pokédex and watched it as information scrolled up.
DARK LADY, the Seething Bitch Pokégirl
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Magic (Infernal)
Frequency : Very Rare
Diet : human foods
Role : Murderess, Arcane Powerhouse, Celestial-Killer
Libido : Low
Strong Vs : Magic, Normal, Psychic, Poison, celestial Pokégirls (Angels, Megami, etc)
Weak Vs : Fighting, Dark, Dragon
Attacks : Reflect, Absorb, Burst, Energy Blade, Aura Barrier, Power Bolt, Teleport, Bitch Slap, Dominate, Call Me Queen, Aura of Fear, L25 Force Bolt, Rune Chain, L30 Agility, L40 Door to the Abyss, L50 Void Aura
Enhancements : Magical Affinity, Enhanced Strength (x3), Enhanced Endurance (x6), Natural Levitation, Darkvision, Amplified Laughter
Evolves : None (We hope!)
Evolves From : Dark Elf (Moon Stone)
Bounty (For Kill or Successful Capture) : 100.000 SLC
Bounty (For Successful Capture While Feral) : 50.000 SLC
Bounty (For reporting sighting & getting out alive) : 25.000 SLC
Fine (For releasing Dark Lady under any circumstances) : 200.000 SLC
Recommendation when you see one : Bring out any Dark-Types if you have them, or if you must, a Pokégirl with elemental attacks. In an open area, ranged attack capabilities are a must! RELEASE ANY CELESTIAL pokégirls AT YOUR OWN PERIL. If a Dark Lady is after you, do not simply run away, they have Teleport capabilities and will simply laugh as you wear yourself out!
Dark Ladies are one of those evolutions that are almost universally reviled worldwide, usually used only by the most stubborn, self-centered, or spiteful of Tamers. To the Celestial-loving public, these Pokégirls are all but the embodiment of Sukebe’s desire to steal away the happiness that the world stole from him.
Dark Ladies are evolved from Dark Elves when brought into contact with a Moon Stone. They stand taller than their previous form, usually an inch or two over five and a half feet tall. Their breasts are generous but not huge, a modest C-cup, and are quite firm, with sensitive nipples. Their nails are always painted and well-manicured/pedicured, even after marching about the wilderness for days on end. Dark Ladies always prefer to have long hair, and will never cut it unless it’s in danger of dragging on the ground. Even then, they'd rather braid it or style it to raise it just enough that it doesn't quite reach the ground. They are very vain about their hair and will go to great lengths to care for it and enhance it. A Dark Lady will always try to dress in an outfit that is provocative and arousing without looking slutty, such as dresses with long slits to show off her legs, or low-cut tops that show off the upper portions of her breasts.
Despite their allure, Dark Ladies are not often found in Harems, for several reasons. First is because, although they are very beautiful, they are consumed with intense rage. They seem to have nothing but fiery hatred for everyone and everything, with a special place being reserved in their dark hearts for Pokégirls of a celestial nature, such as Angels, Megamis, and Megami-samas. The best known example of this was when a kindly Angel rescued a Dark Lady, not knowing what type of Pokégirl she was, from drowning and took her back to her Tamer to nurse the half-dead Dark Lady back to health. When the Dark Lady awoke to seeing an Angel watching over her and tending to her, she immediately flew into a screaming fit of rage and attacked her rescuer, killing the poor Angel, who didn't even have a chance to defend herself. She then slaughtered a third of the Tamer's Harem, who were shocked into inaction, before being brought down. After another incident when a Dark Lady went berserk during a Sadie Poken’s celebration at seeing so many Celestials about. The breed became the first to be universally banned from Sadie Poken’s celebrations and denied the right to choose her own master (as they are not likely to pick masters they respect, but rather, ones that they can manipulate and control).
Dark Ladies are not subtle combatants. They while they have the capacity for patience and subterfuge, they consider most foes to be beneath them and much prefer to simply beat their foes into the ground with their tremendous arcane might. They typically open a fight with their Magical Levitation enhancement to remain away from any sort of physical fighting, and hide behind magical defenses such as Aura Barrier while they rain down Power Bolts and various spells, along with insults and taunts of great variety. When the fighting does get physical, they use Energy Blade until they can get more distance between themselves and their opponent. And if worse comes to worst, they Teleport away, although they are loathe to quit a battle, and have an annoying tendency to return for rematches at the least convenient times. During battles, Dark Ladies verbally as well as magically assault their foes, mocking things they believe in, telling them how weak and pathetic they are, and how she will torment their surviving friends/lovers/Pokégirls. Above all, however, Dark Ladies laugh, be it sadistic giggles as they watch their foes squirm below them or peals of maniacal laughter as they rip their foes apart. Dark Ladies are not fools however, and their anger and zeal is calculated. They know when to retreat, and won't throw their lives away in an attack unless they perceive there to be no escape. Against a foe that has proven themselves to be a worthy opponent, Dark Ladies will open up full force, attacking with every spell, dirty trick, and insult that they know, weaving together a pattern of attacks at which’s end lies the inevitable defeat of their opponent. Dark Ladies are surprisingly durable, capable of laughing off hits that would incapacitate lesser Pokégirls, and countering the insult in kind.
Dark Ladies are dangerous spellcasters, capable of using many offensive, defensive, and boosting spells. They are masters of flashy, unsubtle offensive magic, and with time can create new offensive spells of their own. They are, however, completely unable to learn White Magic spells, though they possess enough skill in defensive arts and health draining techniques that they rarely need it.
No one is really sure why Dark Ladies are so sadistic. They seem driven to cause pain and anguish to anyone they can, for reasons even they don't seem to understand. They hate celestial Pokégirls, and those who would associate with them, above all else, and will target them in preference to others. Some have suggested that Dark Ladies are upset because they have lost their Longevity enhancement that they had as a Dark Elf, and feel cheated of their long lives. Other theories postulate that they hate Celestial Pokégirls because they seem to radiate the peace and serenity that Dark Ladies lack so much in their own lives. Or that they simply derive pleasure through the anguish of others and hate those that live a life so alien in thought to her own.
Despite all this, it is possible to Tame and control a Dark Lady, though difficult. Dark Ladies don't respond well to kindness, nor to appeals to reason. Raw power, however, and the willingness to use it, are some of the very few things that gets through to them. A Tamer who shows himself to be her skilled and strong of will can earn a begrudging acceptance, but to fully earn her respect and unflinching obedience, a tamer must force a harsh lesson upon her. Since a Dark Lady, given the opportunity, will naturally satisfy her carnal lusts on helpless victims, a Tamer who forces himself on her in such a manner can make her submit to him. Generally, this requires her to be heavily bound and gagged - to prevent her from casting spells - while the Tamer rapes her harshly, bragging about his ability to do so and her own weakness and inability to stop him. Simply restricting her movements during a normal taming is not enough – the taming must be done on the Tamer’s terms alone, and against the Dark Lady's wishes. The more harshly she is taken, the quicker and better the results will be, and more exotic or degrading forms of intercourse, such as anally or mammary intercourse, are known to work better.
After successfully Taming and subduing a Dark Lady, she will behave very differently towards her Tamer. She becomes completely obedient to him, and appears to revel in her new position. Her loyalty to her new Tamer is unshakable, and she would gladly die before abandoning or betraying him. She is almost obsessive in her desire to please her new owner, calling him "Master" whenever she can, whorishly servicing his every desire, volunteering to be the first to fight pokébattles, to run even the most menial of errands, etc. She regards her Tamer almost as a god, and will talk long and almost lovingly about him to anyone who is willing to listen. Such rants are hardly love-driven poems however. Dark Ladies that have been won over by their Master tend to view their Tamer almost as some sort of evil overlord, telling others things such as "my Master is more powerful than you can possibly imagine!" and "my Master finds you displeasing, begone!" A Dark Lady in a Harem will always work her hardest to be the Alpha, seeing as naturally the most worthy for the position. But ironically, they will accept and obey the orders of other Alphas without complaint, though she will still do her very best to prove herself worthy of the position.
Feral Dark Ladies are beings of pure rage and spite, attacking anything that moves with a mindless fury. They are too distracted to use their magic or their Magical Levitation ability, however, and always resort to just using their strength to tear their opponent limb from limb, laughing madly all the while. In this state they aren't much of a fight, and they know it, making sure to find some poor soul every few weeks to force themselves on. Such experiences are never pleasant memories for the one they use. However, it is because of this and their powerful magical capabilities that they are considered so dangerous, as Dark Ladies are almost NEVER found feral, and thus are mobile, dangerous opponents that will all but guarantee a painful and extended rape-fest if they prove the stronger.
No Threshold girl has ever been known to become a Dark Lady, for which everyone is thankful.
Force Bolt (ATK 80): Forcing magical energy into a super-condensed bolt, the Dark Lady fires of a powerful and quick magical attack with minor homing qualities.
Door to the Abyss (ATK 40, EFT, Infernal): Placing herself at the center of a swirling vortex of Infernal energy, the Dark Lady drains energy from all foes around her, restoring health and vitality to herself as she takes it from others. Has a 35 chance of inflicting Exhaust. Celestial-Sub Type pokégirls are especially vulnerable to this technique, taking double the Life Drain and a 70 chance of Exhaust.
Void Aura (DEF 50): The literal embodiment of a Dark Lady's smug superiority, this spell generates a defensive aura of whispy, greasy darkness nullifies the damage from any attack with an attack rating of less than 50 points. Only when hit by an attack with and Attack Rating greater than 50 will the Aura collapse, against which the aura only reduces damage by 25. The Dark Lady must wait 3 rounds before she can use the Void Aura again.
Ranma groaned at this information and looked back to his pokégirls, “Since we all now know each other, why don't you girls get acquainted with each other. I'm gonna take care of some business.” Ranma commanded as he stood up with the Dark Lady's pokéball in his hand. He looked to his GunValkyrie, “You're in charge while I'm gone.” Ranma told her and then walked into the forest with Rira-Ohki on his head.
As soon as Ranma was out of sight, the Neo-Iczel narrowed her eyes and glared at Shiza. If she was in charge, then that meant that the GunValkyrie was Alpha. Even though she didn't respect or thought much of her Tamer, her mindset for her kind was still the same throughout. While she was in this harem, she will be...no...she is the top pokégirl around here. She is the only one qualified to Alpha and only one to serve their Master.
“So you're the Alpha right now, huh?” She asked while glaring at the firearm user. Shiza gave her a questioning stoic look while the white haired pokégirl was tightening her gloves.
Meanwhile...
Ranma walked ways into the lush green environment, holding the pokéball firmly in one hand, while pulling out his handgun with the other.
“So what are you gonna do with the Dark Lady?” Rira-Ohki asked as she looked down at her pigtailed husband.
Ranma gave a her contemplating look before answering, “I'll either let her go, on the catch that she leaves us alone, or I'll kill her. Either choice is fine for me.” Ranma answered as he flipped the Safety switch off his gun.
“ Miyah!?” She frowned, “Can you please keep her in your harem Ranma? I need her for my plan. Plus you've read in her description how loyal they become once...certain actions have been passed.” She pleaded as she massaged his scalp with her paws.
Ranma looked up to his wife with an annoyed expression, “Fine, I'll take her in.” Ranma gave in without resistance, if his wife was planning something. It was usually for his welfare, and he knew arguing with his wife would be pointless since he always lost in the arguments.
Rira-Ohki 'Miyahed' in happiness and began to purr in his hair, while rubbing her furry body against his scalp.
Ranma released the pokégirl in front of a great Oak tree. The Dark Lady appeared in a red light and blinked rapidly to adjust to the light. Her vision focused and she saw that the Tamer from earlier had now apparently captured her.
The Tamer had earned some respect in that fact that he was able to subdue and capture her. However her anger resurfaced.
Then she remembered the celestial pokégirls in the clearing earlier, the ones that she hadn't destroyed yet. Soon anger enveloped her thinking process and she forgot about everything else around her.
She snarled as she tried to run back to the celestial pokégirls' location and slaughter them. Before she could though, she felt herself rammed against the tree.
Ranma slammed the Dark Lady into the tree, holding her by the neck with his forearm. And just to make sure she couldn't incant any of her magic, Ranma slammed the butt of his handgun on both of her forearms and left thigh, shattering the bone. Disabling her until further notice.
Upon shattering three of her bones, she screamed, but Ranma pushed his forearm into her mouth, muffling her scream. Ranma pressed the handgun roughly into her forehead so that all her attention was now focused on him.
“Good, I have your attention now.” Ranma scowled as he pressed the barrel harder into her forehead. Ranma pushed spread his aura and focused it on his pokégirl, he push the intent of murder into her body, inducing fear into her mind. The Dark Lady's anger was soon displaced with fear, but there was still minute amounts of anger in her mind.
She stared down at Ranma as for the first time in her life, she felt fear because of a human.
“Alright now listen up girl. You're in my harem now, so then that means that you're under my control. If I could, I would snap your neck and leave your body to rot. But luckily for you, your presence can be of some use to me.” Ranma growled to her making sure she was hanging onto every word.
“Since you're in my harem, you'll following under my rules, break them...and there won't be another second chance. Those celestials are under my protection, they are your sisters from now on and you will not harm them.” Ranma explained as he began to smirk.
“You are a pokégirl of darkness are you not? Well let's put it this way, if any harm comes to your sisters, especially the celestial ones, the only thing you'll be seeing is darkness for an eternity. Understand?” Ranma asked.
The Dark Lady nodded her head slowly, Ranma could still sense minute amounts of anger, but that was to be expected.
Ranma released her and she fell to the base of the tree, she winced in pain as she fell on her wounded limbs.
“Your name?” Ranma asked
She looked up at him with mixed amounts of emotions, “Candida.” She coughed out as she stared up at him.
Ranma's continence suddenly changed as he looked at her with a smile, not an evil one, not a cruel one, not a kind one, just an indifferent smile. He pulled her up by her arm and forced her into a deep kiss, Ranma siphoned his Ki and transcript them into her shattered limbs, healing them, but still leaving behind a sharp lingering pain.
“Welcome aboard Candida. Let's go meet your sisters.” Ranma said as he released the kiss, he turned around and began walking back to his rest stop.
Ranma stopped momentarily and looked back at her, “Oh and remember Candida-chan. I'll always be watching...” Ranma warned and then walked away.
Ranma let his mask of indifference fall as Rira-Ohki let out a low whistle, “That was some badass acting. Thank god for Emotional Control and leader experiences, huh.”
Ranma gave her sheepish smile as he looked up at her.
As he was walking away, a myriad of thoughts were going though Candida's mind. She was unbearably aroused by the human...No, her Tamer, who was walking away. Her species were filled with uncontrollable anger and hatred for reason she won't share right now. But even though she was a powerful pokégirl filled with hate, it didn't mean she didn't care for her own life.
She hated everything and anything that was good or that ticked her off. But ironically enough, her species loved being dominated, they loved being forcibly controlled, and they liked it undeniably rough during their tamings. In the pokédex description, one of the ways to make them tame and controllable, was ironically through bounding them up and raping them, while making them feel insignificant, and powerless.
Disturbing yes. But she loved it and was aroused by it nonetheless.
Her new tamer had accomplished this without even having to touch her sexually. He threatened her, he promised her death if she didn't abide by his rules, and he was controlling her through fear and manipulation. If a regular tamer had tried this, she would scoff at him and disregard it.
This Tamer reinforced it by treating roughly, putting her at the edge of death, and his threats were not hollow in any way. He was controlling her through force and she was so incredibly aroused by just the thought of it.
Candida scrambled after her tamer, a begrudging acceptance as well as utmost respect entered her persona for her Tamer.
Ranma appeared back at his resting spot, with the Candida following him silently, cautiously, and...lustfully? The Hell?
He arrived at a strange scene with the rest of his pokégirls, his Neo-Iczel was glaring at Shiza while in a lunging stance. She was being restrained by his Samurai, Gladiatrix, Succubus, and Vampire. On the other side Shiza was staring coolly at the white haired woman, but had a gatling gun out and had it trained on Jem. Kath was sitting next to Shiza while having her new shield out and blocking any pre-attacks from Jem. Benika was bracing herself behind his Shieldmaiden, and his Kitten was sitting in the middle with a worried expression. His Angel and Elfqueen were trying to calm both of the pokégirls down.
Ranma sweatdropped.
He coughed to get their attention. At his cough, all the pokégirls blinked and turned their attention to their Master. Ranma sighed as he pulled out a roll of newspaper and walked towards Jem.
“Bad pokégirl, Bad. No fighting your sisters Jem, Bad.” Ranma reprimanded as he softly swatted his pokégirl on the head with the paper. His pokégirls blinked and sweatdropped.
Jem, for some reason she couldn't explain, felt ashamed. But was still highly confused by his punishment. The other pokégirls released her as Jem had a blood vessel pop out of her head.
She was about to tell off her tamer, when Ranma reprimanded her again. “Bad Jem, behave!” Ranma hit her harder with the paper. Suddenly she felt a huge amount of shame for some reason.
'What the hell!!” Jem thought as she was way too confused.
After Ranma was done, the pokégirls now noticed the Dark Lady who was standing silently by Ranma. He looked to his pokégirls and pointed to Candida. “Everyone say hello to your new sister. Candida.”
The pokégirls blinked as they stared between the Dark Lady and the celestials, confused at why Candida wasn't discriminatingly attacking the celestial pokégirls.
Candida, on the other hand was doing everything in her power to control her urge to attack the pokégirls in front of her. Fear was holding her back, which she was partly grateful for. Right now she looked calm, but on the inside, she was seething uncontrollably. If you payed close attention to her hands. They could see that they were twitching ever so slightly.
“Hello.” Candida said in a cold voice.
“Hello,” the pokégirls replied timidly and or indifferently.
Ranma nodded at his pokégirl as she started behaving, he pulled out his pokédex and scanned his pokégirls for their status.
Active Harem:
(Hotaru)Kitten: Level 4
(Yuliya)Vampire: Level 27
(Tatsuni)Vampira: Level 18 (Storage)
(Benika)Enchantress: Level 14 (Storage)
(Shiza)GunValkyrie: Level 28 (Storage)
(Teri)Angel: Level 27 (Storage)
(Sennyo)Elfqueen: Level 26 (Storage)
(Lira)Samurai: Level 42
(Jem)Neo-Iczel: Level 39
(Kath)Shieldmaiden: Level 17 (Storage)
(Lind)Valkyrie: Level 23 (Storage)
(Morrigan)Succubus: Level 32 (Storage)
(Rem)Gladiatrix: Level 37
(Candida)Dark Lady: Level 49
Ranma sweatdropped heavily. His pokégirls levels were all over the place. Apparently some of his pokégirls had 'storage' by their names to make people think he wasn't carrying more then 6 pokégirls.
“Ahh man! We're gonna have to step up on the training.” Ranma said aloud. Lira, Rem, and Lind all nodded at him in understanding.
Jem was still glaring coldly at Shiza before looking up at Ranma. “Master, I want to discuss your Alpha choices.”
Ranma nodded absently while staring across the lake. 'Yeah Alpha...whatever...wait! What was Alpha again?' he thought distractedly.
“Look I'll be right back.” Ranma told his pokégirls and Rira-Ohki, who had floated off his head and onto Hotaru, who smiled in delight at the small creature her Master loved so much.
Ranma walked hurriedly over the lake towards a small vendor who was selling his edible wares. Ranma's pokégirls watched as he started talking to the man who was tending the small cart.
The man pulled out several large bottles and pointed at each one, Ranma nodded and pulled out his wallet, while grinning at the vendor. The Vendor looked down at the bottles before looking at where Ranma's pokégirls are. He pointed at them and said something to Ranma.
Ranma looked taken back and shook his head angrily, he pointed at the bottles and at his wallet again. The Vendor shook his head with a smug smile and pointed at Ranma's pokégirls again. Ranma put his wallet back in his pocket and did the unexpected.
Or expected depending on your view.
He punched the man across the face then grabbed him by the collar and kneed him in the testicles. The man fell to the ground clutching his groin area. Ranma grabbed all the bottles on the cart and ran towards his pokégirls.
His pokégirls sweatdropped. Heavily.
“Run you guys! RUN!!” Ranma yelled as he ran past them.
The girls would've facefaulted if they could, but they were too busy running after their Master.
Rira-Ohki shook her head and floated after Ranma. “Miyah...”
A couple of weeks later...
Training was going well for the last few days for Ranma and his harem. They have been traveling across Edo while constantly training. They had passed by 2 small villages and luckily for Ranma, they only stayed for one day so that they wouldn't attract attention. And luckily for Rira-Ohki, Ranma didn't cause any commotion by killing anybody that pissed him off.
Well, there was this one guy...
But no one would miss him...
Hopefully...
Luckily for them Ranma destroyed the body so that no one would trace it back to them
Well anyway, his pokégirls went up several levels, and there were two evolutions that occurred.
Hotaru evolved into a Catgirl, which was normal as per her evolution. The second girl to evolve was an accident, and that was Kath, who evolved into a Barriermaiden. One day when she was tired after training, she took a drink from one of the bottles of alcohol that Ranma had 'liberated' from the lake vendor.
Unfortunately or fortunately, depending on your perspective, the bottles of liquor had Cunnydew Nectar as a main ingredient, which then induced the evolution.
Their description from the pokédex goes as follows:
BARRIERMAIDEN, the Ultimate Defender Pokégirl
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Psychic
Frequency : Very Rare
Diet : human style food
Role : bodyguard
Libido : Average
Strong Vs : Fighting, Poison, Psychic
Weak Vs : Bug, Dark, Ghost
Attacks : Reflect, Harden, Foresight, Telekinesis, Armor, Mega Shield, Aura Barrier, Barrier, Agility
Enhancements : Psychic abilities, Armored Skin, Sleepless Recovery
Evolves : None
Evolves From : Shieldmaiden (Cunnydew nectar)
When a Shieldmaiden evolves into a Barriermaiden, her physical form doesn't change much, but a large number of tattoo-like patterns may appear on her skin. These tattoos glow whenever she uses her psychic powers, and while that is a bad thing in tight situations when subtle movements are needed, the trade off is that they can now operate 24/7 without need for sleep. They actually gain very short periods of microsleep. When they blink their eyes, they enter a short R.E.M. cycle. In fact, the chances of even sleep powder working for more than a minute are slim. The only times they'll stay unconscious for longer than a minute is if they're physically knocked out or drained of most of their energy. Their bodies still require at least four hours of rest a day, but other than that, they are the ultimate guards.
Barriermaidens carry some form of shield, whether it's a large section of a broken door fashioned into a shield or a professionally made tower shield, they feel naked without something solid to defend themselves with.
Barriermaidens become highly protective, almost like a Neo-Iczel, in their claim on a lover. They generally choose one person, either Pokégirl or human, as their primary partner. The primary partner is the one they will seek to defend first, though some tamers are rather irate when it happens to be another Pokégirl in their harem.
Like Loners, the Barriermaiden can instantly tell when their primary partner is in danger, but unlike Loners, Barriermaidens never allow themselves to be separated from said partner willingly. The furthest a Barriermaiden will step from her partner is five feet, and they generally use Agility so they can return to their partner's side as quick as possible in case of a sudden emergency.
When a Barriermaiden chooses another Pokégirl in a harem as her primary partner, she will demand to be given their partner's Pokéball. If the tamer flat-out refuses, she may steal the Pokéball in the middle of the night and leave. And since very few tamers can go without sleep, the chances of the Barriermaiden getting away are over 98. If given the Pokéball, she will remain loyal to the tamer so long as the tamer remains loyal and/or good-hearted.
Shield - (DEF) The weakest form of Barrier. Shield is directional and lessens damage by 25. If used on a shield or some other pre-existing barrier (such as a wall or door), the damage is lessened by 50. This technique can be projected up to ten feet.
Mega Shield - (DEF) An upgraded version of Shield. It too is directional and lessens damage by 50. If used on a shield or some other pre-existing barrier (such as a wall or door), the damage is lessened up to 85. This technique can be projected up to fifteen feet.
CATGIRL, the All Purpose Perceptual Pokégirl
Type : Animorph, very near human
Element : Normal
Frequency : Uncommon
Diet : human style foods (enjoys fish and milk products)
Role : Assumed to be the first evolution possible
Libido : Average (becomes High monthly at New Moon)
Strong Vs : None
Weak Vs : Fighting, Ghost
Attacks : Leap, Kitten's Roar, Fury Swipes, Glare, Foresight, Agility, Double Kick
Enhancements : Enhanced Speed (x2), Enhanced Agility(x3), Enhanced Senses(x2), high hand-eye coordination, night vision,
Evolves : Cabbit(orgasm), Housecat(normal), Griffon(Angel Stone), Cheetit(Cat E-Medal), Cheshire(Psi Cyrstal), Shaguar(Ice Crystal), Tigress(battle stress), Catfish(Water Stone), Mistoffeles(Mana Crystal)
Evolves From : Kitten(normal)
Catgirls are not an exceptional improvement over Kittens. It's very strongly speculated that the Catgirl may have been the very first evolution ever designed into a Pokégirl, and as such, is not very spectacular.
Catgirls gain roughly half an inch to an inch in height, a quarter of a cup-size, their leg muscles grow stronger, they gain nightvision, and their tails usually increased an extra foot or two. Most Catgirls seem a bit more grown up in terms of maturity, but it is an irritatingly difficult quality to define and does not change their overall personality.
Because their leg muscles are stronger, a Catgirl is usually a third faster than they were as a Kitten, though this can go as high as two times as fast. Her agility is often quite a bit better and it's believed that their longer tail may help them maintain their balance better, though, like many things about them, it is inconclusive.
The average Catgirl will find that she can learn kicking or leg-based attacks much easier than most others. As such, a Catgirl can sometimes be a good training partner for an Amazonlee (though rarely a Herolee).
Outside of her speed and kicking techniques, about the most impressive things about her are her ability to learn Kitten's Roar and Foresight naturally, giving her a wider base of attacks than most normal Pokégirls.
Catgirls often get very randy around the New Moon.
Unfortunately there were some bad things that also happened in the last few days. Ranma had made his Neo-Iczel humble in a way, after defeating her in a fight. Though he didn't really fight her or anything. He used the same technique on Jem as he did on Akane when he was 16. He dodged and twisted out of his Neo-Iczel's attacks, while tapping her every time she left an opening. Then she lunged at him and Ranma dodged out of the way, making her fall into a small lake.
Ranma had humiliated her, but in a good natured way. He pulled her out of the lake and dried her off in a show of good will. This is where things got bad, the next day she went up to him and told him that he was now her mate, after proving that he was at least capable of defending from her attacks. However, he still had a long way of earning all of her respect.
When Ranma remembered the description on Neo-Iczel's possessiveness on their lovers, he did the only he could do. He tried to run away, however that's where the second problem came in.
When Kath evolved into a Barriermaiden, she neglected to tell him that she had chose him as her new partner and mate. Ranma thought it was weird when she always stayed within five feet from him. But he thought it was just because she was becoming like his Samurai, Lira, who was now his bodyguard since she was always a few feet away from him.
Anyway, when he tried to runaway, he stepped out of the 5 feet circle of his Barriermaiden. So she used agility and tackled him down when he was running, which then enabled his Neo-Iczel to catch up to him.
Then there was the other problem. At first he thought that his Samurai was the most calm and collected person there. Sometimes he would drink some tea with her or help improve her katas, then again he and Lira had established a friendly relationship from the get go. He was partly correct, but then he learned that he should never be alone with his Samurai. One day, Rira-Ohki had floated away to get some carrots from their supplies, and Kath was occupied with arguing with Jem.
That left him alone with his Samurai, suddenly before he could blink, Lira became nude and pinned him up against a tree. She gave him a deep kiss and began working of his T-Shirt. Before he had time to protest, Kath popped out of nowhere and back into the five feet circle. Lira was dress again before he could blink, and was giving him a disappointed and indifferent look. Kath blinked as she stared at Ranma who was on the ground and Lira who was staring at him.
Candida was now officially his second bodyguard and was following him everywhere, while glancing at the Celestials every once and a while with her hands twitching. Currently she and Jem were fighting and arguing over the Alpha Position and were on very hostile terms with each other, Candida and Jem would initiate a fight at least 5 times a day, and Ranma would have to break them up. Ranma's threat still hung heavily in her mind, so she decided to stay as far away as possible from the celestials lest she did something she would regret. But there were still the silent warnings he gave her whenever she stepped out of line. Ranma would grabbed the area where her arm was previously shattered to remind her of the lingering pain of healed wound. The urge to attack the pokégirls around her was great, but the grudging acceptance of Ranma as her Tamer held her back. The moment she fell out of line, he grabbed her and threw her back, though she hated him and everything he made her do, she had a very high level of respect for her Tamer.
His Enchantress, Benika, was following him everywhere to make sure none of the other pokégirls would touch him. Even though she was now a pokégirl, she still partly had the mind of a human girl.
The mind of a very possessive, jealous, overbearing, demanding, and constantly suspicious human girl who was watching her boyfriend.
His Gladiatrix, Rem, was his third bodyguard, and made sure that all the girls would never start a fight while in his presence. Unfortunately, all of Ranma's pokégirls were eccentric in some way or another, Rem was no exception. She loved tracing his old war scars; the one time he was shirtless, Rem was staring with a glaze at his body, and immediately started feeling up his body, running her hands all over his scars.
Shiza, his GunValkyrie, had started referring to him as 'Commander', and would rarely ever call him by his name or referred to him as 'Master'; which he was grateful for. She was his fourth bodyguard and made sure his other bodyguards didn't fight amongst each other. Shiza training was also going along very well, however he made sure to never make her extend her bullets for more then 45 minutes. He only made her expended her bullets for 44 minutes and 30 seconds. That way she won't need a immediate taming afterwards. She, like his Samurai, was quiet and always had an indifferent look on her face. However, she was almost just like Lira, when he was alone with Shiza, she would start to slowly take off her clothes, without his notice. And before he knew it, Shiza would grab his leg, and start begging him to 'discipline' her. Which overall, was very very creepy.
Hotaru was probably the most normal one, she was grateful for being founded by Ranma, and loved her new family and master, Ranma. She loved cuddling and messing around with Ranma. Right now, Ranma was teaching her Nekomata attacks he had seen from the Disgaea Universe, currently she was working on her third cat attack. When he turn in for the night, Hotaru was immediately at his chest, snuggling her face into his muscle shirt.
Ranma was thankful for Hotaru, however more problems had arisen. It came time for his feeding, since Ranma was part vampire, he had to have a serving of blood once every 3 months. That's where his Vampire, Yuliya came in, he fed off his Vampiric pokégirl and sated his thirst. Unfortunately when Yuliya learned that he too could drink blood and was part vampire, she became ecstatic and apparently Ranma became the best mate for Vampires.
Vampires who were allowed to drink the blood of their Tamer, considered this a great intimacy since it is the exchange of blood between the two. Since Ranma could drink her blood as she could drink his blood. Yuliya considered this the greatest act of intimacy between her and her tamer, and now was officially in love with him. Tatsuni was no different when she learned about this. She wanted to exchange bodily liquids with Ranma just like Yuliya. No sexual innuendo intended.
Anyway, Ranma forced Yuliya to train in the daylight, like everyone else, so she had to work twice as hard. He made her do this so that she could build up a resistance and immunity to the sunlight. Since she was a Vampire, the sunlight weakened her greatly, this was a problem if they ever had to fight some one during the day, she would have a huge handicap. She was making progress everyday, as she started to become stronger and stronger each passing day in the light. Of course Ranma compensated for this discomfort by giving her more blood, kisses, and hugs everyday.
Ranma smirked as a thought came to his mind, Yuliya had no idea how much danger she was putting herself in by drinking his blood. Due to his Genetics and DNA, his body had created a 'natural' way to protect it from anyone who wanted to steal its information. It made his blood and most of his bodily fluids, EXTREMELY volatile, if it ever left his body. His blood was at least 3800 percent more volatile then oil when it left his body. The moment his blood separated itself from his body, it would self-detonate and burn in an intense black fire. Luckily for Yuliya, Ranma had subconsciously neutralize his blood so that it essentially would become a blank slate; allowing Yuliya to drink it safely.
Anyway back to his pokégirls.
Tatsuni, was the same as Yuliya, the only exception was that she never talked, but was still as affectionate with her hugs and kisses.
Teri, his Angel, was extremely shy and demure, she got along well with the friendly pokégirls and extremely well with Hotaru who was on friendly terms with all the girls. Teri trained well, but was quiet and reclusive, she hardly talked with anybody except for Ranma, Lind, Lira and Hotaru. With Ranma, after she got to know him better, she became quite prone to sudden displays of affection when they were alone, which was rare. For instance: he was taking a quiet walk one night when everybody was asleep, Teri apparently woke up and followed him. After a small conversation, she started hugging him and cuddling him for reason unknown.
Of course this didn't last long when his other pokégirls noticed that he was gone.
Then there was the most troublesome of all his pokégirls. His Succubus, Morrigan, was a pure sex fiend. No pun intended. At every opportunity she could, Ranma found himself in some type of situation, or dilemma that would force him to have sex with Morrigan, in which then she would try to dominate him and make him her submissive plaything. Thankfully for him, he was able to escape everyone of them. Every night, when he turned in, Morrigan would be waiting for him nude with a smile. So in the end, he made a deal with her, if she could become as strong as Candida, or near level as her, then he'll tame her each and every day for a month until she passes out from pleasure.
Well actually he didn't make that deal with her, Rira-Ohki made the deal with her and then told him about it later on.
Although the good thing that came out of this was that Morrigan was now constantly training. Ranma compensated her with a sensual hug and kiss everyday since she was training. Though each time was met with a predatory smirk, and a whisper of: “Very soon, you'll be mine...”
Ranma shivered at the prospect.
Unknown to the Succubus, Ranma had been siphoning a substitute energy for her to survive on since Succubus apparently required sex, or rather the energy it provides, to survive. So every time he gave her a kiss or a hug, he give her s small siphoning of energy of his life force.
Then there was his last two pokégirls who made the least amount of trouble for him, which Ranma was grateful for; and Ranma rewarded both of these girls for this.
His Valkyrie, Lind, was like his Angel, she was quiet and aloof and was always concerned about his health and the harem's health. She was quite a hard worker and she and Ranma got along quite well. They would have some small conversations, though most of them were about battling and tactics.
Now remember when he said that all his pokégirls were eccentric somehow. Lind was no exception.
He and the others learned about this the hard way, and that was never let Lind become intoxicated, because she would start doing the weirdest things while drunk. First, she'll start singing for no apparent reason while waving a mug around the air for no apparent reason, boasting about her power to Rem and Jem and anyone else she can find or see while intoxicated. And then the last side effect was that she would become affectionate around him, hugging him, kissing him, and or fondling him.
Then there was his least troublesome pokégirl, Sennyo. She was an Elfqueen so it was natural that she loved the nature around them and enjoyed late night walks. He could hold a meaningful conversation with her and she apparently loved to cuddle against his arm. The only weird quirk he could find about her was that she would stare at him for long periods of time.
Then there was the other thing happening around him and all his pokégirls, in the last few days that they have been training, Ranma hadn't tame his pokégirls in any way at all. He could practically feel the sexual tension in the air. The girls were starting showing signs of becoming feral, they were slight and minuscule, but they were starting to show. Some of his more...'Empathic' pokégirls were now becoming more...moody.
Kath would for some unknown reason would glare at him for long periods. Then, she would apparently feel bad for being mean to him, so then she would start hugging against his arm and give him small kisses along his neck.
Teri, one of the most gentle mannered of all of his pokégirls, was starting to show emotions he would have never have thought to be seen on a pokégirl of her type. Every time another pokégirl or when Rira-Ohki showed him some sort of affection. Ranma noticed that she would have a minuscule frown, her hands started to clench in anger, and then she would narrow her eyes at the offender. Then, when they turned in for the night, she would be lying right next to him before anyone else, and start aggressively cuddling against his body.
His other pokégirls did variations of these two reactions. Strangely enough, his pokégirls would never have the chance to have their way with him and or take advantage of him at night when they were sleeping. One reason for this, was the pokégirls would either get in each others way, or Ranma would cast the Temple of Nirvana Genjutsu, and put them all to sleep.
Then there was the other weird thing that was happening between his Celestial and Infernal Pokégirls. While he was taking care of the Dark Lady problem, his Succubus was free to parade around while he was occupied with Candida. While his Angel regarded her with distrust and generally stayed away from her. His Succubus regarded her as a challenge just like Ranma, though a lesser challenge. She would make hearty advances towards the winged pokégirl, which Teri would answer by avoiding the infernal pokégirl at all cost. While keeping tabs on her just to make sure she wouldn't be engaging in any...'evil' activities.
Unknown to Ranma's pokégirls, in the last town they were in, Ranma bought an ample supply of an Anti-Feral drug. Which he secretly laced all their meals with. Unfortunately, even though the drug was very expensive, it wasn't very effective, it slowed down the oncoming feral mindset, but only to a very minor degree. It didn't last very long, and after a while, the drug would become useless.
Also he was accepting all of his girls affections, no matter how long, intimate, sensual, or...cute it was. Normally, he would just run away, or tried to divert their affections elsewhere. However, Rira-Ohki ordered him to accept all their affections and return them in ways he saw fit. So Ranma trained them harder, and at the end of their training, they would receive his affections, such as hugs, kisses, and other assorted things they enjoyed. But no tamings though, he was still in a hard spot about that.
Fortunately for him, his pokégirls thought that this was some type of training method, since it's common for some tamers to starve their pokégirls of their taming needs for motivation or training methods.
Ranma sighed as he twirled the UNSC combat knife in his hand, it wasn't really his fault that he didn't want to have sexual intercourse with the pokégirls, it was more of a mental thing rather a physical thing. Though it was partly physical in a way.
He was thankful that he got rid of the Neko-Ken psychosis effect, however Neko-Ken wasn't the only mental block that he had. The others were just a lot more easier to hide.
When he was 19 years old, he started studying to become a certified psychologist, this served two purposes. One was to see if there was any other mental block holding him back, and the other was to see if he could control his cat phobia.
At the age of 20 he became a certified psychologist, he started control on his phobia, and soon he could control the Neko-Ken to a degree. Suffice to say, he wasn't scared of cats anymore at that time...well actually it depended on the cat. If the cat was affectionate, curious, friendly or neutral; he wouldn't be afraid of the felines at all. If the cat was hostile, mean, angered, attacking him or showed any negative emotions, he would run away screaming like a little girl.
Later at the age of 32, he completely conquered his cat phobia; unfortunately, it wasn't the only phobia he had.
During a self examination on his part and by several other psychologist, Ranma discovered he had several other phobias. All caused by his upbringing by Genma.
He was a qualified Erotophobic, he had minor amounts of Genophobic, and he might have started to develop Asexuality. Sadly to say, these phobias and mental blocks have had a very short decline and were still at large in his mind.
But all that was going to change soon...
Well actually only a few things would change soon.
At present, Ranma and Co. were walking towards the nearest town to resupply, which luckily for them was a major city and port so they'll have all the supplies Ranma would need.
All was quiet and peaceful on the dirt path they were traveling down.
Well almost everything...
“You have no right to be Alpha you stupid bitch!!”
“I'm more qualified to serve our Master then you, you white haired slut!!”
Ranma felt like slamming his head against the hardest metal he could find. Repeatedly.
Currently his wayward, partly loyal, and pseudo Dark Lady and his distrustful, arrogant, and cold Neo-Iczel were arguing over who would have the position of Alpha.
Alpha, which Rira-Ohki explained to him later on, was the position head pokégirl in a harem; a subordinate in his harem who would have authority over his other pokégirls, and apparently was the closest to the Tamer.
“You're weak and impudent!!”
“You're a slut!!”
Ranma felt his left eye twitching ever so slightly in annoyance. His other pokégirls stayed away from the pair and walked on par with their tamer. Somehow he felt this was his fault somehow. He looked up at Rira-Ohki who was on his head, Rira-Ohki shrugged her shoulders, she was at a lost at what to do.
“Master would never trust a traitorous bitch like you.”
“Says the bitch that tried to kill us a few weeks earlier.”
Ranma sighed as silently began working on a small strip of titanium leather alloy. In the last town they were in, Rira-Ohki asked him to buy a whole bunch of collars from the tech store they were in. Ranma couldn't believe how expensive the small strips of leather were and they took a huge dent in his wallet.
Then after that Rira-Ohki asked him to reinforced all the collars, which was what he was doing right now. He was almost done, this was the last collar he was reinforcing.
“Oooh, are you done?” Rira-Ohki asked as she jumped from his head to his shoulder.
Ranma glanced at her briefly and nodded. “Yep, one more turn and it'll be complete. At first these things were nothing more then pieces of leather with a small microchip embedded inside. With some of the nanomachines left over, I reinforced them and made them into a malleable titanium. And just like you asked, I upgraded the microchip into a specific frequency so that'll they'll only respond to me and my pokéballs. They can't be captured by other pokéballs unless it has my frequency. There's also a tracking device and a interlocking chamber installed in them.” Ranma replied as he finished up on the last collar.
Rira-Ohki nodded at him, “Alright when you're done, put them on the girls, it'll be for their protection when you're not around.” Ranma nodded at her.
“Stupid Bitch!!”
“Filthy Slut!!”
Ranma sighed as the two began getting louder. Ranma spun on his heel and faced both of the pokégirls, “Alright both of you quit it right now! If both of you want to be Alpha then both of you will be Alpha then. Candida, you're my Magical Assault Alpha! Jem you're my Heavy Assault Alpha! Alright!!” Ranma yelled.
Both pokégirls blinked, they were both Alpha, but of different categorization.
Ranma blinked as a random though popped into his head. 'Well since I'm starting anyway.' Ranma pointed to his Samurai, “Lira, you're my Protection Alpha,” then he pointed at his Elfqueen, “And Sennyo, you're my Tactician Alpha.” Ranma ordered. 'That should balance out the power struggle for a while.' he thought to himself as he continued walking down the dirt path grumpily.
The pokégirls blinked and then stared at the four Alphas of their wayward harem.
Ranma blinked as he remembered that he forgot to give the collars to the girls. Ranma spun back and walked towards his harem. He kneeled down in front of curious Catgirl, Hotaru, as she stared at him. When Hotaru had evolved, there wasn't that much of a change, it was more of a growth spurt for the tiny Kitten then anything else.
She grew from a small 4'5'' to an average 5'1'', which was pretty diminutive if you considered that Ranma was 6'3''. She grew into a larger cup size and was a bit more curvier. She was still cute as hell in Ranma's opinion.
Ranma pulled out the collar, which was now more intricate and exotic then a pedestrian like animal collar. It was now jet black and it had an intricate design of lines that all converged on a complex lock that was part DNA scanner, which would only open with his DNA scan. The same thing would apply to pokéballs and any other capturing device.
Hotaru as well as all of his other pokégirls stared with wide eyes at the collar. Ranma wrapped the collar around the diminutive Catgirl's neck and pushed the locking mechanisms together. The lock auto locked and resized to fit Hotaru's neck.
“There that should keep you safe from other tamers who would want to capture you.” Ranma said with a smile as he looked up to Hotaru's face.
What greeted him were a pair of huge sparkly eyes with miniature hearts in place of her irises. Ranma sweatdropped.
“Master Rammie!!” Hotaru squealed and tackled him with a hug.
Apparently, Rira-Ohki had neglected to tell him about how pokégirls react to collars.
To pokégirls, collars were a symbol of status, collars indicated a pokégirls worth to their tamers. To pokégirls the act of giving them a collar, was the equivalent of a human asking a girl to be his fiancé. Pokégirls with collars love to flaunt them in front of other pokégirls, it was the act of showing them how much better their tamer was then the other pokégirls, as well as bragging about their worth.
So in other words, the collar was the equivalent of asking for marriage, and having an identification chip was the equivalent of being married.
Ranma pulled off the affectionate Catgirl as she continued hugging him, Ranma then walked over to his other pokégirls and proceeded to give them a collar as well. Their reactions varied, but were the same in emotion.
Lira gave him a small smile, Morrigan gave him her carnivorous smirk, Rem gave him a kiss, Shiza gave him a small nod and a minuscule smile, Yuliya licked his cheek, Tatsuni gave him a affectionate hug, Benika gave him a sensual kiss while rubbing her body against his arm, Teri blushed demurely, but gave him a quick peck on the lips, Sennyo smiled at him with a promise of affection later, Kath gave him a bone crushing hug, Lind gave him a smile and nodded, Candida gave him a level stare, though she had a smile pulling at the ends of her mouth, and Jem gave him an indifferent look, but there was a minuscule smile appearing on her lips.
Hotaru watched as every pokégirl receive a intricate collar, but she blinked when she noticed that Rira-Ohki didn't get one. She ran up to Ranma as the last of his pokégirls received a collar, and tugged at his jacket. “Master Ran-kun, how come Rira-Ohki-chan didn't get a collar?”
Ranma looked down at his Catgirl, but didn't give her an answer since Rira-Ohki did it for him. She jumped down his head and transformed behind Hotaru. She gathered up the Catgirl into a hug and grinned at her as Hotaru's cat ears twitched. “Don't worry little Hotaru-chan, I already have a collar of sorts, but me and Master Ranma have a Recognition Bond, so I don't really need one.” Rira-Ohki explained as she squeezed the little Catgirl.
The Catgirl gasped, “You and Master Rammie have a Recognition Bond!”
The black haired woman nodded with a grin, “Yep, that's why I'm Ranma's Supreme Alpha.” Ranma looked at her with a raised eyebrow at her declaration, but nodded anyway in approval.
While the two were conversing, Ranma's bracer began beeping to inform him of something. Ranma raised his right arm and pulled back his sleeve to reveal an exotic and extremely intricate bracer. Ranma pressed an invisible button and an holographic screen appeared, Ranma pressed some buttons on the screen and then began grinning. “Finally those asshole have arrived, took those bitches forever.” Ranma said to no one.
Ranma closed down the screen and looked to Rira-Ohki who was still talking to Hotaru. “Rira-Ohki watch the girls for a bit will'ya, I'm gonna pick some people up.” Ranma told her.
She nodded at him and he began walking into the forest. Rira-Ohki looked towards the pokégirls and noticed that his bodyguards started to follow him.
“There is no need to follow him, he'll come back in a minute. Plus it's something private that you four don't need to know about yet.” Rira-Ohki explained to them as they halted in their steps, they looked uninsured between Ranma and Rira-Ohki.
Rira-Ohki narrowed her eyes and frowned at them, “That's a direct order, or would you rather have Ranma's disapproval.” She reprimanded, the pokégirls froze and began walking back towards the group.
Kath looked hesitantly between the two and began to breath erratically at the distance that her Tamer putting between them. But she obeyed and walked back to the group.
Rira-Ohki nodded at her and looked back to the group, “Since we're all here, we have to talk.” Rira-Ohki said seriously as the group stared at their Supreme Alpha.
Meanwhile...
Ranma walked into a crowded forest with very little wild life around. Ranma pulled back his sleeve and activated his bracer again. The screen appeared again along with the holographic buttons. Ranma frowned as he typed with one hand, 'Hm, rerouting opening of home dimensional portal...there.'
As soon as he was done typing, a blue portal appeared and 3 bodies fell out of it as well as a small furry animal. The small red creature shook its small head before looking up and seeing the figure of Ranma.
“Miyah!!” the small creature exclaimed and flew towards Ranma's face. Ranma chuckled as Ranko-Ohki rubbed her furry face against his.
If you haven't guessed it yet, Ranko-Ohki was Ranma's second cabbit, as well as another one of Ranma's wives. As Rira-Ohki was a silver cabbit with a silver gem on her head, Ranko-Ohki was a dark red cabbit with a dark blue gem on her head.
Ranko-Ohki was different from Rira-Ohki in how they came to fruition. Rira-Ohki was created by Washuu from Ranma's blood and Masu DNA as an everlasting partner for Ranma. Ranko-Ohki was created from Ranma's blood and the soul of the girl who drowned at Jusenkyo. Back then, due to some weird catalyst and unfortunately events, the soul of the girl who drowned in the pool in Jusenkyo had isolated its entity into Ranma's body.
Due to a favor, Ranma had Washuu make a cabbit, and Ranma moved the soul from his body to the developing cabbit, and hence Ranko-Ohki was born. She named herself Ranko-Ohki when she was born, since the group couldn't think of any other names.
Since then she has been Ranma's faithful companion and wife ever since.
“Hello Ranko-Ohki, I've missed you too.” Ranma hugged the cabbit as she meowed happily in his arms. “Ranko-Ohki can you go meet up with Rira-Ohki, I gonna talk to guys privately for a bit.” Ranma asked.
“Miyah,” she meowed in protest as she softly hit in the head with her ear. But she complied with her Master's wish and flew towards Rira-Ohki.
The three figure groaned as they picked themselves off the ground. Ranma grinned at the three figures, “Finally, took you guys forever, Naruto, Blaze, Hiro.”
Naruto shook the dirt out of his blond hair as he glared at the pigtailed man. “Well excuse us for not floating fast enough through a dimensional warp.” He yelled.
Blaze, a brown haired black man, adjust his blue cap as he stood up from the ground, “Yeah, sumbitch. The worst part is, we're running out of time, we gotta bounce back to Washuu for a refill.”
Hiro, Ranma's Brother-In-Law, dusted the dirt off his shirt and out of his black hair. “Yeah, we're not as saturated with your Chaos Essence for us to stay around long enough. And we don't have Kyuubi in our stomach like Naruto here, but even then he's gotta go back to his own dimension for a reorientation to his matrix.” Hiro explained.
Ranma, Blaze, and Naruto, blinked in surprise and stared at the purpled eye man. They have been hanging with Hiro for a long time, and it was generally known by them that Hiro wasn't very smart.
“Hiro, do you understand anything you just said?” Ranma asked.
Hiro shrugged and answered, “Nope, it came to me in a dream, then I forgot it and it came back to me in another dream.”
The three men sweatdropped.
Ranma shook his head a bit at the unorthodox answer he received, “Well how long can you guys stay?”
Blaze shrugged as he held his head in thought, “Man, it's hard to say, but I say a couple of days. Then we can bounce back here in a few weeks. What about 'chu Nar'to?”
Naruto sighed as he scratched the whisker marks on his face. “I could stay longer, but it seems an analog of mine tried to summon me during the exit, so I gotta go work that out and go back home for a bit. Kyuubi says I can stay for 3 days then the dimension thinigie's gonna come for me again.”
Ranma sighed at the unfortunate news, “That sucks, because I could really use you guys right now.”
They raised their eyebrows at him, “What for? I know we have a lot of fun and shit, but you never needed too much back up though.” Blaze stated as he stared at Ranma's frowning face.
Ranma stared up at the sky, “The full moon is coming.” Ranma stated in a solemn tone.
The three men winced sympathetically, “Aw shit, I forgot about that.” Blaze threw his cap down in anger.
“We'll work something out at the end, meanwhile where are we?” Hiro asked as he looked around the forest.
“Pokégirl Universe.” Ranma stated, “Again..”
Blaze and Hiro groaned while Naruto looked at the three veterans with a curious expression.
“ So what, is this our 2nd time here or something?” Blaze asked.
“ Your second time, Naruto's first time, and my 5th time here.” Ranma answered.
The others blinked at him, “Fifth time?” Hiro asked as the others stared at him in surprise.
Meanwhile...
Rira-Ohki looked back to the harem of pokégirls as they sat down in front of her, before she could start there was a familiar link that reestablished itself in her mind. She gasped in surprise when she heard a very familiar sound.
“Miyah!!”
Rira-Ohki looked behind her to see a red cabbit float up to her and wave its paw at her. “Miyah!” The red cabbit exclaimed.
Rira-Ohki grinned in delight and grabbed the small cabbit into a fierce hug. “Ranko-Ohki!! It's so good to see you!!”
Ranko-Ohki purred in delight, but hugged her cabbit sister back. After Rira-Ohki released her, Ranko-Ohki blinked and stared at all the pokégirls behind Rira-Ohki. “Miyah?” she said as she looked up to her sister and co-wife.
“It's for Ranma's condition and mental stability...We're still going with Plan A-3, I'm just extending it to cross universe for better efficiency.” Rira-Ohki explained as Ranko-Ohki tilted her head questioningly.
“Miyah?” Ranko-Ohki asked, but Rira-Ohki shook her head.
“No, I haven't given them the 'talk' yet, I was just about to.” Rira-Ohki explained as she looked back to the pokégirls who were staring at the two.
Suddenly there was a whirlwind of red wind that appeared around Ranko-Ohki, and out appeared Ranko-Ohki in her humanoid form.
“Well let's get started shall we?” Ranko-Ohki smiled evilly as the group stared at the red haired, blued eyed woman.
The pokégirls blinked to make sure they weren't hallucinating. They had seen Rira-Ohki transform all the time, so Rank-Ohki's transformation was no surprise. However her appearance was the surprise, she almost looked like what Master Ranma would have looked like if he was born female.
They don't know how close to the truth they are.
Ranko-Ohki had dark red hair, which was tied into a long braid that reached her waist. She had an incredible hourglass figure and a bust that was pushing into the E-cup area. She was about 5'11'' in height and had dark blue eyes, that were blended with silver.
Ranko-Ohki looked to Rira-Ohki, who nodded at the silent gesture and sent a mental link of information downloading into Ranko-Ohki's brain.
As the information finished uploading into her mind, her eyes glinted as she looked to the pokégirls. “Hello my name's Ranko-Ohki Dasanteki Chaos, I'm Ranma's Vice Supreme Alpha.”
The pokégirls looked at each other questioningly, it was weird enough for them to have 4 Alphas already, but to also have 2 more Alphas who were Alphas of their Alphas.
“So you're Ranma's pokégirls? Well congratulations, you've successfully became the extremely few females who can become intimate with Ranma-dono. You're in phase one of intimacy with Ranma-dono. But because you've become the few chosen, you'll be depended upon with extremely important matters, and bear in mind. The price for failure is extremely high. Mess up? And you're all dead. Got that?” Ranko-Ohki explained with a serious demeanor, the pokegirls have her a hard stare, some of them scoffed at her.
“What does that mean Rira-Ohki-sempai? What is phase one?” Hotaru looked up to Rira-Ohki, but was put off by her serious expression.
“Phase 1 is the first level of intimacy, its commonly called by us as the Girlfriend Stage. Phase 2 is the second level of intimacy and trust, or the Fiancé Stage, there's quite a few females in there already. Then there's Phase 3, the final level of intimacy and trust, or the Wife stage, there's very few females in that stage, Ranko-Ohki and I are in that stage of intimacy with Ranma. Very few females are able to be in any stage of intimacy with Ranma-dono, the only reason you all are in Phase 1 is because I place you within that stage.” Rira-Ohki explained as the pokégirls played rapt attention.
“You were all part of my plan to cure Ranma-dono of his...mental psych...” Rira-Ohki frowned at her choice of words. “But in order for this to work, I need you to continue your affections, but share. That means you, Hotaru, will have to start sharing Ranma so that the other girls can show their affections.”
Hotaru tilted her head worriedly, “Is something wrong with Master Ran-kun?”
Ranko-Ohki frowned as she looked to Rira-Ohki, then she looked to the group of pokégirls. “Well, let me say this before we go any further, are any of you going to betray our Master or hurt him in anyway?”
The pokégirls were taken back by the strange question. Why would they ever betray their caretaker, Master, and lover? They shook their heads at the question, Candida hissed at the two cabbits, “Quite speaking of such foolishness girl!!”
Ranko-Ohki gave her a dark smirk, “Foolishness? This is coming from you?” Candida growled and took a step towards her.
Ranko-Ohki chuckled darkly at her, “Oh and remember, Master is always watching...weakling...”
The Dark Lady faltered before growing angry at the accusation at her kind. 'What the Hell did she just say!!' She growled internally. Over the past few weeks, after she had been threatened to be killed, Ranma enforce his rules, subtlety, and warningly. Every time she stepped out of line, Ranma threw her back, and she never repeated any of her mistakes or transgressions again. This in turn made Ranma trust her a bit more, and made her, no matter how much she hated it, wholly more attracted to him. One time her anger reached it's breaking point, when the Angel offered her part of their meal. Of course Ranma saw this and pulled Candida into a hug and away from Teri. She was pulled into a deep kiss...with a cold metal barrel pressed against her throat. After the kiss and the decline of her anger, a warning was sent her way, and she was left alone. True to his word, Ranma was always watching.
The other pokégirls blinked and looked confusedly at the Dark Lady. Ranko-Ohki waved off the subject, “No matter, if any you even try to betray him, you'll be dead either way. Either by his hand...or ours.” Ranko-Ohki warned with a evil smirk.
Rira-Ohki blinked and stared at her sister, it seemed Ranko-Ohki had received more of Ranma's personality then she did.
Ranko-Ohki looked to Kath as she was still paling and shivering, “Tell me Kath, since you are a Psychic Type, have you tried reading and entering Ranma's mind yet?” She asked at the constantly fidgeting pokégirl.
Kath looked up at the question before turning away guiltily, “I tried once, but I was shielded from it and forced out.”
Rira-Ohki smirked, “Heh, good, it was to be expected, but good thing you didn't get into his mind. Else your mind would be traumatized and every minute of your life would be devoted to coddling and servicing Ranma.” Rira-Ohki put on a thinking expression as she held her head in thought. “Then again, that's not such a bad thing considering what I want. But I think Ranma-kun would prefer cute and thinking females.”
“Well since we got all that out of the way. Let's get to the main point.” Ranko-Ohki popped her neck and crossed her arms under her breasts. “Since you all are under Ranma's thrall, then you all shall be loyal to him and protect and fight for him. Ranma in turn will protect you and offer you his special power. Betray him. Then you will no longer exist because he will kill you without mercy. Ranma has a nice side and a mean side so to speak, and so far only Candida's seen part of his mean side. And she can tell you it's not something you want to be on the receiving end of.” Ranko-Ohki explained as the pokégirls began to question themselves about what was going on.
“You say it as if he was going to slaughter a town full of innocent people.” Morrigan stated with a raised eyebrow.
“It wouldn't be the first time...” Ranko-Ohki muttered.
Rira-Ohki took her turn and began to explain the only reason why the pokégirls were here so that they couldn't ask about Ranko-Ohki's last comment. “The reason I pulled you all here into Ranma's harem, with the exception of Hotaru, is because I need you to help me repair Ranma's Mental psych.”
“Why does it need to be repaired? What's wrong with Master Ranma?” Teri asked as the others looked on, keen on helping their Master.
Rira-Ohki frowned, “It's not a matter of what's wrong, it's more of a matter of what is. For years Ranma has a mind set which he embedded years ago, and to get that mind set, he did some rather damaging and permanent changes to his mind. First he destroyed his emotions behind repair, then years of fighting destroyed his morality and placed a permanent distrust of everyone around him, including his family and love ones. Now a days Ranma can only show a few yoctometers of true emotion, while putting on a psychological mask for the rest of his emotions.” Rira-Ohki explained in minute detail, but saw some blank looks among the groups, “In other words, Ranma's mentally unstable to the point of impossibility, the fact is, he is teetering over insanity and barely has a sane thought process.”
Hotaru began to tear up again, “Master is very very sick...” Rira-Ohki pulled the girl into a hug as she she begin to cry from Rira-Ohki's explanation.
“You make it sound like he's a sinner of the highest degree.” Jem commented.
Ranko-Ohki picked up from there, “Right now Ranma's got a good guy and evil guy thing going on. He's nice to you guys because unknowingly he put you on his extended family position. To his enemies, as well as yours, he will slaughtered them without thought or regret.”
Ranko-Ohki frowned even more, “And he'll kill anyone who stand in his way...”
“...Whether it be pokégirl, human, man, woman, or child...”
Back to Ranma...
Ranma nodded at Hiro as he answered the black haired man, “Yeah, but don't tell Rira-Ohki though, she thinks this is the first time I was here. I cut off the connection in my mind right now so that she and Ranko-Ohki can't hear my thoughts right now. The first time I was in a pokégirl universe, I helped my analog over some killing issues, the second time, I had a drinking party with a army regiment of pokégirls who were at war with the humans. I don't really remember the third time, the fourth time, I was here for 20 or 30 years or something; working as Sukebe's military advisor and general.”
“So we're back in the universe you visited a hundred years ago?”
Ranma waved him off, “Could be, though it's been 300 years, and this could be a possible deviation of the universe I visited. But yeah, I've been here before. Luckily for me Sukebe destroyed most of the evidence that I was here, so none of the history books have my face printed everywhere.”
“This is gonna suck.” Blaze stated as the guys nodded in agreement.
“Well there is one good thing...” Ranma smiled as Blaze looked at at Ranma.
“And what would that be?” The whiskered man asked.
Ranma took off his baggy jacket which made him look like a lanky male, and threw it into his subspace. Ranma then pulled out a black jacket with the words 'Saint Soldiers,' written in dark silver on the top of his back. On the shoulder there was an embroidered symbol of a soldier who was standing in front of a fiery opening in the ground which symbolized hell. The soldier was carrying an assault rifle in each hand, his head was replaced with a picture of a flaming skull. Underneath the picture read the word: 'Helljumpers'. Underneath that word held a motto: 'First Ones To Hell And Back!!' On the back was the picture of a Saint symbol, and there was two kneeling soldier silhouette on each side of and standing soldier silhouette. The standing soldier had a flaming skull substitute for his head. Below the soldiers was another motto which said: 'Soldiers to the End.'
Ranma grinned, “Heh, The Elite Officers of the Helljumpers are back in action!! Even if its for a short time. Ohhrahh Bitches!!” Ranma exclaimed as the other grinned in approval and and pulled out their own jackets.
“Well come on guys, let's get back to the group.” Ranma beckoned as he began following the path that Ranko-Ohki took out of the forest.
The guys followed after him, then Blaze jogged up to Ranma's side. “Hey is Rira-Ohki still tryin' to fix up yo'r' mind psych agi'n?” Blaze asked in his slang jargon.
Ranma frowned, but checked both of his wives' mind links and thoughts without them knowing. “Yep, she still trying to fix up my psych.”
Naruto sweatdropped at his statement, “Still? And she doesn't know that you know all about this.”
“Yep, she thinks I'm clueless on her 'plan', but I know and since I'm her husband, I support everything she does.” Ranma stated then frowned at her statement, “Well...almost everything she does.”
“Frankly, I th'nk t'at what 'chu do and how ya' think is fine. But I th'nk that she believes differently.” Blaze said.
Ranma sighed, but shrugged, “Right now, Rira-Ohki and Ranko-Ohki...Well actually all my wives, fiancés, and girlfriends think that I'm on the verge of insanity and that I'm slowly mentally killing myself.” Ranma took out his flask of alcohol and took a sip before continuing. “Which they are partly correct, but I'm not turning insane per say. My psych is on a permanent and strong foundation, it's just very unorthodox. But no matter how many times I explain it to her, she says she wants to take the safe side.”
“They probably think that way because you're a raging alcoholic, you solve most of you're problems thought fighting and killing, you seem bipolar, and so many traumatic things have happened to you, that fact you're sane, may point to another psychological problem they have yet to discover.” Hiro pointed out nonchalantly as he followed the group.
The other paused momentarily to absorb everything they were told. Another unique aspect of their friend Hiro, was that even though he was a bit mentally slow, he always caught the most obvious things that people seem to miss.
“You're one the strangest mutherf&#kers I've ever met in my life. You know that Hiro.” Ranma stated as he shook his head and cleared his thoughts.
Hiro blinked as the others walked off, “Hey...! Wait...what does that mean? Did you just call me gay?”
The others sweatdropped and continued walking.
Ranma and his party walked out of the forest and back to where his pokégirls were. Ranko-Ohki and Rira-Ohki were sitting before the pokégirls, who all had a grim or pale expression on her face.
As the group walked up to them, the pokégirls stared up at their Master and the three men who were accompanying him.
There was Naruto, who stood at 6'0'' and had shiny blond hair, he was wearing black and orange cargo pants and heavy boots. He was wearing a black jacket and a black and gray shirt on the inside. He had some whisker marks on his cheek, his face was angular, and his blue eyes had a tint on red on the corner.
Then there was Blaze, who was little ways behind them, he was a black guy with a medium build, he wearing a blue cap turned to his side. He was also wearing a black jacket with a white and blue football jersey inside. The jersey had the numbers 01 on the back and front, and had the word 'BLAZE' in bold written on the top back and front of the jersey. He was also wearing dark blue jeans, and sneakers. He stood at approximately 6'3''
The last man, Hiro, who had messy black hair with purple eyes, he stood at 5'9'' and was muscled, not heavily though. He was wearing a black jacket as well, and had dark blue trousers with heavy leather shoes.
The girls blinked, they were all wearing the same jacket, with the same insignia on the right shoulder and insignia on the back as well. With the exception of Rem, Rira-Ohki, Ranko-Ohki, Candida and Morrigan; Ranma's pokégirls had never seen Ranma naked or shirtless. Most of the time he was wearing a very baggy shirt and jacket, so most of them had presumed that their Master had a average build. Now that he was wearing the jacket, they could see more of his 'pronounced' features.
Ranma frowned as his pokégirls were giving his different degrees of pity, sorrow, fear, lust, and sympathy. He looked over to his 7th and 8th wifes to see that they were giving him innocent looks. His Barriermaiden teleported next to his side again and a small warm and furry Catgirl attached itself to his leg and stared rubbing it's head against his thigh.
“Don't worry Master Ran-kun, Hotaru will help fix you!” Hotaru declared.
Ranma sweatdropped while the guys behind him laughed. “Fix me?”
“Dude!! Ranma are you gay!!” Hiro exclaimed.
“No!! I'm married you idiot!!”
“That's a pretty good cover up.”
“I'm not gay!!”
“Well she said fix you. That's mean you're gay!!”
“I'm not gay!! You're gay!!”
“You wish I was gay!!”
“What the hell does that even mean!!”
“It means you're obviously gay.”
“I'm not gay!! I like females you homo!!”
“That's what they all say, then BAM!! Gay.”
“Dude, quit being such a dick!!”
“You wish I was.”
“F&#K YOU!!”
“You wish you could wouldn't you, Ranma Gay Chaos.”
“Dude, quit being so hard!!”
Blaze grinned and nudged Naruto, “That's what she said...”
“Ranma's gay...My sister is married to a gay man!!”
“I'm not Gay!! You're gay!!”
“I have an evil gay brother-in-law...wow did not see that coming.”
“I'm not gay!!” Ranma screamed and began to pull his hair in frustration.
Before Hiro could make another reply, Ranma gave him a football punt in the groin area, and Hiro went down fast.
Hiro was on the ground holding his groin as he cried painfully, “If only it was harder, it wouldn't hurt as much.”
Naruto grinned and nudged Blaze, “That's what she said...”
A Day Later...
Ranma and Co. were walking towards a small, but influential city nearby which had a small governmental League Office within the city.
Ranma had balled up all of his pokégirls, so that he could talk freely with his guy friends and they wouldn't interpret anything wrong and attack Blaze, Hiro, and Naruto. Ranko-Ohki and Rira-Ohki were in their cabbit forms and sitting on both sides of Ranma's shoulders. Ranko-Ohki decided to make up lost time by using every passing minute to cuddle against Ranma's neck and cheek. Rira-Ohki took a nap on his other shoulder while her ears were flopping lazily around.
“So how come Kotaro and Negi didn't come with you guys?” Ranma asked as Blaze took out a cigarette and lit it.
Blaze took a puff of the small stick before answering Ranma'a question, “They got recalled back, so the bounced back home to reorient their matrix drive, also Evangeline is pissed because somebody stole her gay snow globe or some shit like that.”
Ranma nodded before blinking and turning back to Blaze, “Wait a minute, I didn't know you smoked.”
“I don't,” Blaze answered as he flicked the cancer stick away. “It just makes me look cool for entrances and exits.”
Ranma sweatdropped.
As the group continued their path, a random tamer popped out of the woodwork and saw the group. He grinned as he held up one of his pokéballs that apparently contained a newly captured pokégirl, 'Time to try this bitch out.' he thought as he ran after the group.
The group noticed the man, long before he knew that they were there, they weren't the Elite Officers of the Helljumpers for no reason.
“Hey you, I challenge you to a pokégirl battle!” The Tamer yelled as he pointed at anyone in the group. The guys and cabbits stared at at Ranma to see what he was going to do.
Ranma blinked when all the attention was placed on him. “What? Ahh shit, I'm the only tamer here.” Ranma groaned as he stepped up to the challenge.
“Challenge accepted. What are the conditions?” Ranma asked with a bored tone.
“If I win, I get to take one of you pokégirls as a prize.” The tamer proposed.
Ranma shrugged and began to pull out a pokéball, “Fine, whatever. But if I win I get to kick you in the nuts...three times...and I get to laugh...”
The opposing tamer blinked and sweatdropped at the proposal. “Umm...okay...?” he answered hesitantly.
And the battle was under way, the opposing tamer pressed the button on the newly captured pokégirl in her pokéball and threw it out onto the field. “Thundrix!! I screw you!!” He yelled as a bright red flash hit the ground and out appeared a girl with an avian physical appearance.
Ranma held up his pokédex lazily and scanned the pokégirl.
THUNDRIX, the Shocking Pokégirl
Type : Near Human; Animorph (Avian)
Element : Electric/Flying
Frequency : Uncommon
Diet : pokechow, fresh meat, fish
Role : Air-to-Air assault fighter, Air-to-Ground strike fighter, Fast response unit
Strong Vs : Water, Bug, Fighting
Weak Vs : Ground, Rock, Magic
Libido : varies (Low to High according to the weather)
Attacks : Thunderwave, Thundershock, Thunderbolt, Thunder
Enhancements : Enhanced Vision (x8), Electrical Resistance
Evolves : Thundercunt (battle stress)
Evolves From : Rack (Thunder Stone)
Historians consider Sukebe's development of the Thundrix (as well the Rack's other two "first level" evolutions) to be one of the most effective uses of psychological warfare during the entire War of Revenge. By developing a breed of Pokégirls that seemed - due to both their physical appearance, and their abilities - to be weaker versions of one of his fearsome Legendary Pokégirls (in this case, Zapdass), Sukebe most likely hurt his enemies more than any single Phoenix did during the entire war. The thought that Sukebe possibly had hundreds of Pokégirls that could eventually become Legendaries damaged morale in ways that simply could not be calculated.
During Sukebe's War of Revenge, the Thundrix were normally used against airborne targets, although they were also used against "harder" ground-based targets. Of the three possible evolutions of a Rack, the Thundrix has both the best flying speed and the worst endurance (even though a Thundrix's endurance is still superior to a Rack's). Due to the nature of her powers, the Thundrix was also the best anti-armor evolution for a Rack. Pilots quickly came to fear the speed and elemental attacks that a Thundrix had access to. Ground troops, on the other hand, quickly came to fear the Thundrix for both her elemental attacks and, strangely enough, her (relatively speaking) weak endurance. This was due to the fact that when a Thundrix was used against a ground-based target, it was general a fast strike to soften the target just before an attack by other Pokégirls.
Upon evolving from a Rack to a Thundrix, several physical changes occur. One of the more obvious ones is the increase in height. A Thundrix will be between two inches under, and two inches over, five feet tall. The most starting change, from a Rack to a Thundrix, has to be their feathers. Almost all of Thundrix's feathers change from brown to jet black, except for the ones on her breasts and wings which switch to a bright yellow instead. A Thundrix's hair is straight and jet black. Their nipples, like their hair, are now black, while their eyes are bright yellow. They are even less fond of clothing than they were as Rack. They still enjoy using dyes on their feathers, but now prefer to use shades of yellow and black. A Thundrix is just as fond of high heeled shoes as they were as a Rack, but now feel that they should be reserved for special occasions.
A Thundrix's internal changes are somewhat more extensive, due to their elemental powers, and their superior aerial capabilities. Of special note is the changes to their eyes. According to notes recovered in 115 AS from one of Sukebe's labs, Sukebe was originally just looking to develop a Thundrix's eyesight to deal with the possibility of being temporarily blinded by their own elemental attacks. However, he quickly discovered that the changes introduced allowed the Thundrix's eyes to see further (and better) even when they were not looking down. This was a key factor in Sukebe's decision to use the Thundrix against airborne enemies. In all other respects, including the fact that their clawed toes are still unsuitable for combat, a Thundrix's physical state (baring adjustments for proportion) remains much like it was as a Rack.
In regards to her personality, a Thundrix is generally considered to be much more "intense" then she was as a Rack. If a Thundrix is going to do something, she wants to do it right now, and she wants to get it right the first time. Tamers who have a Thundrix in their harem, will almost always admit (although, depending on the Tamer it can take some time and effort) that their Thundrix has fewer skills than the other members of their harems. However, these same Tamers will then go on to state that, when it comes a skill their Thundrix does have, no other Pokégirl in their harem comes close to equaling a Thundrix's ability. There have never been any reliable reports of a Thundrix that could be considered a "Jack of All Trades, Master of None". Some claim that part of the reason why a Thundrix is happier in larger groups (including harems) is because of an instinctive understanding that her tendency to specialize means that her survival is improved by belonging to a group that can cover the gaps caused by this tendency. A Thundrix's libido is normally tied into the weather of the area she's in. More specifically, unless there's a storm (with the exception of snow storms) in the area, her libido will remain "Low". For a Thundrix's Libido to reach a point where it can be considered "High", there has to be quite a bit of thunder and lightning. The other way to "warm up" a Thundrix involves having her being hit by electrical energy. The strength, and duration, of this spike in a Thundrix's libido is directly tied into how much electrical energy hits her.
Of the three possible evolutions of a Rack, a Thundrix was the most likely to directly charge at - and attack - her targets. While a Thundrix looses the amazing airborne dexterity she had as a Rack, she improves significantly when it comes to speed. Due to this fact, strafing runs are a commonly used tactic among the Thundrix. A Thundrix does not believe in toying with a target; if at all possible, a Thundrix will use what she feels is an attack that is powerful enough (and, normally, even slightly more powerful than necessary) to take out her target on the first strike. An ancient pre-Sukebe combat philosophy - one strike, one kill - seems to be as much a part of a Thundrix as her elemental powers. There is a potential downside to this drive, since a Thundrix will not willingly switch to a new target until her first one is no longer a threat. This attitude, and her relatively weak endurance, explains why it is extremely rare to find a solitary Thundrix. In fact, a feral Thundrix will seek out members of the more "social" breeds of Pokégirls (including another Thundrix) in an instinctive desire to belong to a group.
Ranma shrugged as he saw that she was at level 36, he looked back to Hiro, Blaze and Naruto. “Dude, I could totally kick this thunder chick's ass.” Ranma whispered to his buddies. The guys chuckled and laughed quietly at their private joke.
He pulled out the many pokéballs in his possession and stared at them, 'Wait a minute. How the hell do I tell who's who? The pokéballs all look the same.' Ranma thought to himself. When ever he let out his pokégirls, he let them all out at the same time, so it was never an issue of telling who's who.
Ranma picked a random pokéball out of his hand and threw it into the open area, “Come out...whoever you are...”
In a red flash of light, out came a catlike pokégirl who blinked and stared at her opponent. Ranma scratched his head in thought, “What do you know, it's Hotaru.”
“Master?” Hotaru asked questioningly as she looked between Ranma and the Thundrix. Apparently she was in a pokébattle against a very high level pokégirl.
“Go Hotaru!! Kick her ass!!” Ranma cheered as Hotaru looked worriedly at the towering and clearly feral Thundrix
The pokébattle commenced and the Thundrix took to the skies quickly. She growled and began throwing Thundershocks, Thunderbolts, and Thunder attacks at the ground. Thanks to the training that Hotaru has received thus far, she was able to nimbly dodge out of the way...
Well actually...
“Ahhhhh...” Hotaru screamed as she ran on all fours around in circles and figure eights, dodging all of the Thundershocks.
Ranma and the others sweatdropped.
Ranma hollered out to Hotaru as she continued dodging all of the Thundershocks, “Hey Hotaru stay calm. You have to use a long-range attack since you can't reach her.”
Hotaru continued to panic as she ran in a zigzag pattern. Hearing Ranma's voice calmed her down a bit, but not that much. Taking his advice, she dug her feet into the ground, and pointed her palm at the flying electric bird.
“Cat Blast!!” She screamed and tried to concentrate her feline essence into a Chi attack like Ranma showed her. However, she wasn't as concentrated enough for the attack to be potent enough, but the attack served its purpose.
A blue beam, slammed into the girls stomach, making her fall to the ground. The girl lifted her head off the ground, and glared at the diminutive Catgirl.
“Alright. Go Hotaru!! Now try a Cat Strike.” Ranma cheered.
Hotaru tried the three hit combo that Ranma had taught her a week ago. “Cat Strike!!” She gave the downed pokégirl a straight karate chop, a roundhouse kick, and a devastating uppercut. Unfortunately all these attacks just bounced off her.
The Thunderix growled in anger and did an improvised tackle, which threw Hotaru across the field. The others blinked and all simultaneously said, “Ow,” sympathetically to the Catgirl.
The Catgirl winced as she stood up from the attack, holding her injured arm.
“Tch. You sent out a weak pokégirl to fight my superior breed of pokégirl. You're nothing but a weak f&#ker!” The other tamer taunted as his Thundrix stood up.
Hotaru begin to get angry and depressed all at the same time. Angry at the fact that the opposing tamer was making fun of her tamer. Depressed at the reason he called her tamer weak was because of her. Depressed because she couldn't do her tamer proud. She was becoming stressed at the pokégirl battle, and the things that were being affected by the pokebattle. .
Through all these emotions and mental stress. Hotaru glared at her opponent and then her being was enveloped by a strong bright light...
...And she evolved...
She grew taller and her body filled out more, her black hair grew down to to her shoulders, and her fangs became more elongated. Her forearms and forelegs became furred with black stripped reddish-orange fur. She developed sleek feline muscles, a black stripped reddish-orange tail and cat ears. Her body became smooth and tanned, and her bust grew out to a C-cup from the previous B-cup.
She growled as she bared her fangs and sharp claws at the Thundrix. Ranma blinked as he pulled out his pokédex and scanned Hotaru.
TIGRESS, the Fighting Feline Pokégirl
Type : Animorph (tiger) to Near or Very Near Human
Element : Fighting
Frequency : Uncommon
Diet : meat, milk, human style foods
Role : Combat. Often found as the Pokégirl partner to some police.
Libido : Average, Hetero
Strong Vs : Bug, Dark, Ice, Normal, Rock, Steel
Weak Vs : Flying, Psychic
Attacks : Bite, Scratch, Slash, Pummel
Enhancements : Enhanced Olfactory Senses (x6), Enhanced Hearing (x5), Enhanced Agility (x3), Enhanced strength (x5), Quick Recovery time, Claws, night vision,
Evolves : Panthress (mistreatment), Ebony Tigress (mechanism unknown), Titter (mechanism unknown), Sabretooth Tigress (Diamond Stone (eaten), Dawn Stone (does NOT have to be eaten), White Tigress (E-Stone Ceremony, high level, strong bond with Tamer), Romanticide (Shiny Stone)
Evolves From : Catgirl (battle stress), Goth (by Sarcastic Goth sub-types only; battle stress)
The black stripped reddish-orange fur, sleek feline muscles, tail and cat ears are traits of the often sought after Tigress. Their passionate nature, insatiable appetite and wild manner mean this girl is a wild one in bed, indeed the phrase "Tigress in bed" refers to this, setting a standard that all other Pokégirls are judged by.
The exact physical traits of a Tigress vary with some being full Anthromorphs with fur covering their entire body, whilst others have fur only on their arms and legs or none at all, almost all have furred tail and cat ears. Breast size hovers around a C-cup with larger cup sizes impeding fighting skills. Most stand at a height between 5 foot 5 and 6 foot; have well toned sleek muscular forms and impressive flexibility.
During taming Tigress are extremely passionate always pushing the limits of both Pokégirl and tamer to the limits, feline flexibility, sleek muscles and insatiable appetite mean that a taming with Tigress is a memorable event for even the most experienced of tamers. They are very sensual, loving any attention paid on them particularly having their fur stroked with their tail being particularly sensitive.
Outside of the bedroom they are fighters to the core, throwing themselves into battle with the same passion that they approach taming, always pushing their limits to the max and most enemies are often intimidated by the ferocity with which Tigress faces combat. The willingness to do hard work and intense loyalty make them an ideal Pokégirl for both tamers and as partners to Police Officers.
The breed has taken some hits in its popularity over the years with events such as Mao's Rebellion and the discovery of the Panthress causing people to look at breed in a new light, nevertheless the Tigress remains a strongly sought after Pokégirl.
“Whoa. Go Hotaru.” Ranma said with a small amount of pride.
She hissed at the Thundrix and sprinted at her, “Cat Kick!” Hotaru growled as she slammed her fist into the Thundrix's stomach. She then delivered a straight roundhouse kick, making the Thundrix fly across the field. But she didn't let up in the attack, something that apparently rubbed off of Ranma to her. She jumped into the air and delivered a bone breaking knee drop into her opponent's abdomen.
Then she delivered the final attack.
“Cat Fight!!” She growled as she took a firm stance a few feet away from the Thundrix. Despite the silliness of the name, the attack was quite painful. She used an attack reminiscent to Ranma's long abandoned Kachu Tenshin Amaguriken, she delivered 200 punches infused with a fire element into the Thundrix's chest and stomach. She performed a devastating rising uppercut, sending the Thundrix back into the air and then Hotaru's figure disappeared in a moment of speed.
Hotaru attacked with a flying kick, from the ground, then she rebounded with another flying kick from the air. Then she twisted her body and manipulated her body so that she rebounded again and gave the Thundrix another flying kick. Then she delivered the final attack as she leaped high into the air and delivered a hammerfist to the Thundrix's skull, sending her back to the ground.
Then, just to damage the opposing tamer's ego and pride. Hotaru performed a drilling drop attack on the downed pokégirl, pushing her body deeper into the hard ground.
Hotaru jumped back from the attack and landed on all fours, glaring at the offending pokégirl to see if she was going to try to get up again.
Unfortunately or fortunately, the pokégirl did not get up as she had lost all consciousness. The opposing tamer bitterly recalled his untamed and still feral Thundrix. Ranma grinned as his pokédex registered a victory for him and a loss for the opposing tamer.
Ranma looked towards the opposing tamer, “Since I win, that means...”
The offending tamer didn't have time to brace himself, then again it wouldn't have helped anyway. Ranma sprinted and punt kicked the guy in the groin area, making his eyes bug out and sent him flying a few feet into the air. Ranma did a backwards somersault and delivered a heel kick into his groin while he was in the air, sending him crashing back into the ground. Ranma landed back on the ground and delivered a final soccer kick into the tamer's testicles.
Ranma then pointed and laughed at the man who was whimpering on the ground like a little girl. Ranma's buddies fell to the ground laughing while pointing at the downed man.
Ranma walked away from the man and towards his party. Hotaru ran back on all fours towards her tamer and rubbed her body against his legs like a house cat.
“Hotaru, you did good. I'm proud of you.” Ranma praised lightly as he rubbed her head as she purred and meowed in delight.
Above them, were a flock of feral Valkyries flying unnoticed and undisturbed.
Later...
Ranma, after putting Hotaru back into her pokéball, continued into towards the port city with his company in tow. Suffice to say, they drew many curious, speculating, scoffing, suspicious and fearful looks from the people because of their attire, well mainly their jackets. The symbol and logo looked scary as hell when they didn't understand what it meant. They looked for the nearest pokécenter and found it in the center of town.
The four men with Saint Soldier jackets and two cabbits, (Which people assume were two pokékits that were four months old.) made quite the impression, because it seemed the whole entire town knew of their existence in town.
Rumors were going around town, saying that they were a group of Team Rocket/Trauma mimics; and that they were successful in their venture. Since then all police officers, even though they've only been in town for an hour, were watching them suspiciously. Hero groups, that wanted to prove their worth and apparently were going on some 'grand' adventure, were watching to see if they were going to do something illegal; so that they can apprehend Ranma and Co. to receive some fame.
Ranma sighed as he shook his head in exasperation, 'People will never learn.' As he was walking towards the pokécenter, Ranma spied a large, poster advertising, some type of device for Tamers.
Portable Pokégirl Healing Unit
Size: 8x8x8 inches (20x20x20 cm)
Weight: 5.5 lb (2.5 kg)
Cost: 375000 slc (Prices Vary)
Description: The unit has no internal power supply and must be connected to an external power source to operate. It can be powered by a Pokégirl electrical converter. A standard external battery will provide enough power for four healings.
To use the PPHU, place a loaded Pokéball into the single station and close the lid. The unit will automatically run a cycle and may be set to either beep, flash a small light or do both when the cycle is complete.
The unit can hold one Pokéball at a time and can perform all of the healing functions of a standard healing unit such as those found at a pokécenter. It does cure any status conditions.
The PPHU requires two minutes per Pokégirl. Interrupting the healing cycle at any point is 75 likely to result in the Pokégirl receiving no benefit at all from the PPHU. The unit cannot provide conditioning or cleaning programs of any level.
The Pokégirl is returned at full strength and can immediately be used in battle, however, use of the PPHU is not a substitute for sleep and any exhausted Pokégirl will remain exhausted until given four to six hour of uninterrupted sleep.
(Travelers are cautioned that the sale of these items is unrestricted and that police are reporting an increasing frequency of use among abusive Tamers and outright criminals.) Item is available for sale at Pokécenters, and Johana Marts, and at some PokéMarts.
Ranma rubbed his chin in thought, 'That could come in handy, I should go and buy one.' Ranma said to himself. 'I wonder if I have enough credits though? Those Collars and Anti-Feral Drugs took a huge dent in my SLC account.'
Ranma frowned as he entered the pokécenter, he didn't understand how these rumors were even being started. 'We've only been in town for...' Ranma checked the watch on his bracer, '...a hour and thirteen minutes, and already people think I'm gonna go off and do something illegal.' Ranma grumbled silently, 'Buncha jerks, I'm gonna kick anyones ass if they try something that pisses me off.'
Ranma walked up to the counter, where a NurseJoy was currently carrying a tray of pokéballs to a healing machine. As he approached the counter, the pink haired pokégirl set the tray into the machines and let it run its course. She ran up to the counter as soon as Ranma and his friends approached it. “Hello, how may I help you?” The Nursejoy asked cheerfully and kindly.
Ranma nodded as he handed her his pokédex and fourteen pokéballs. The NurseJoy's eyes widen in surprise, but hid it carefully so that she wouldn't cause a commotion. She inserted the pokédex into the computer and Ranma's information popped on.
Name: Ranma Dasanteki Chaos
Age: 23
Residence: Unregistered, Edo Continent
Region: Edo League
Status: Active
Rank: Level 24
Security Clearance: Restricted Access Allowed
Licenses: 3
Tamer:Y
Master Tamer: Y
Researcher: N
Watcher: N
Breeder: N
Badges: N/A
She carefully read the information as well as the special information attached at the bottom, once security clearance passed through.
It could be said that NurseJoys were very good at hiding secrets, they were entrusted with a minimal security access clearance so they came across a lot of red tape when dealing with a variety of tamers. Luckily for them, the League trusted them enough to let them have this small privilege since in the history of pokégirls, NurseJoys and OfficerJennys were the least problematic and had no bad reputation in history.
She quickly regained her smile as she took Ranma's pokéballs and placed them on a tray, and returned his pokédex. “So just a normal healing cycle Mr. Chaos?” she asked cheerily.
Ranma rubbed his chin for a bit before answering. “Yeah, also throw in a Level Two Taming Cycle for all of them while you're at it.” Ranma's two cabbits gave him a questioning look.
'That should take out some of the sexual tension for a while.' Ranma thought silently as the NurseJoy nodded at his request.
“Will that be all Mr. Chaos?” she asked again.
“Yeah, can you get me a room for the night, I'll be staying awhile. When the girls are done, just send them into my room. Also Ms. Joy, just call me Ranma, there's no need to call me Mr. Chaos, that's too formal for my taste.” Ranma said with a grin as the NurseJoy blushed and looked away for a bit.
Though she didn't want to say it, the person in front of her looked quite...yummy! She vowed to remember his face for future...activities.
“Alright Mr.-... Ranma-san.” She nodded cheerily as Ranma gave her a nod and walked towards the room he just rented.
The group entered the room and Ranma stretched out all the kinks in his back as Naruto, Blaze, and Hiro did the same. All that walking was quite boring and taxing on the joints. Ranko-Ohki and Rira-Ohki jumped off his shoulders, and transformed back into their humanoid forms.
Ranma stared at the clock on the wall as the others situated themselves in the very comfortable room. “It's still early. Hey Hiro, Blaze, Naruto. Want to grab a drink and catch up before you guys disappear in the next few days?” Ranma jabbed his thumb at the door.
Naruto and Hiro shrugged, but agreed. Blaze gave a thumbs up from inside the restroom. “Yeah, let's go. But I gotta take a dump first.” Blaze yelled and slammed the door.
Ranma looked towards the bed where his two wives were messing around on it. Ranma resisted the urge to nosebleed as things became very...bouncy. “Hey girls, mind if me and the guys leave for a drink tonight?” He asked his wives who stopped messing around at his question.
They both sighed in over dramatic exasperation and then looked at each other, then they looked back at Ranma, “Alright fine, but you owe us later tonight.” Rira-Ohki said as she laid back on the bed.
“What about the girls?” Ranko-Ohki asked as she leaned forward on the bed.
Ranma shrugged and answered his eighth wife, “Eh, let them have some time off. Relax a little. If they want to go out and explore the town, please chaperon them before they tear up half the city looking for me?” Ranko-Ohki nodded as Blaze exited the restroom.
“Alright let's go bitches.” Blaze declared as he opened the door out to the pokécenter.
“Yeah let's get wasted!!” Hiro exclaimed as he walked after Blaze.
Naruto sighed as followed them, “Uggh. Man I hope this doesn't evolved into a long night of running away from a crowd of people again or killing someone important that we weren't suppose to kill...again. I don't think I can stand another day of killing Santa Claus or another Easter Bunny Massacre... again.” He gave Ranma and Blaze a pointed glare.
“Hey! It's not my fault that I killed him! He came out of nowhere, and Blaze killed the guys in the Bunny outfits not me.” Ranma indignantly defended himself as he followed the others out the door and closed it on the way out.
Rira-Ohki and Ranko-Ohki sweatdropped and looked at the each other when the door closed. “They're gonna start another fight...and drink themselves silly...again.” Ranko-Ohki stated as Rira-Ohki sighed.
“Well it keeps things interesting at the least. Would you rather have a quiet, boring, and docile Ranma?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Point taken.” Ranko-Ohki said with a nod.
Suddenly a tray of pokéballs was delivered though a port at the end of the room. Ranko-Ohki stood up from the bed and walked over to the red and white balls. Without any ceremony, she grabbed all the pokéballs and released all the pokégirls.
Fourteen red forms formed in the middle of the room as fourteen pairs of eyes blinked at the sudden influx of light. They looked around the room, only to see their Supreme Alpha and Vice Supreme Alpha. They shook their heads from the Level Two Taming Cycle that had relaxed them a bit.
Kath looked around worriedly, she saw no sign of Ranma anywhere and began to fidget erratically, “Where's Master Ranma??” she asked worriedly.
“He's out on an errand, he'll be back soon. So don't worry Kath.” Rira-Ohki placated as she rubbed the girl's back soothingly.
Lira grimaced as she gripped her katana, “I don't feel placated by the fact that Master is by himself. I feel better if I knew he was out of harms reach.” she spoke in a indifferent tone.
Teri, unfurled her wings to stretch them, but wrapped them around herself again. She quietly moved away from the Dark Lady as Candida's hands twitched uncomfortably at being so near the Angel. “Should we stay here then? Or did Master Ranma give specific orders?” Teri asked softly.
Ranko-Ohki shrugged at her and laid back on the bed. “Master Ranma said to relax and do whatever relaxes you. If you want to go out and explore the city. Then either me, Rira-Ohki or one of the other Alphas will have to chaperon you.”
Jem snorted in disdain as she stared with arrogance at the two Supreme Alphas, “So does he think that we're mere pokékits that needs an 'adult' to keep us in line?”
Hotaru growled at the Neo-Iczel, “If he believes that is best for us then you should hold your tongue and quit disrespecting Master Ranma!”
The other pokégirls blinked and stared at the Tigress, obviously the little Catgirl had evolved again, and this time it was into a very fierce pokégirl.
Jem raised her eyebrow at the Tigress who was baring her fangs and claws at her. “Oh so the little kitten became a even bigger kitten.” Jem mocked, unafraid of her.
Before Hotaru could make another retort, Shiza stepped in between the two bickering pokégirls. “Enough!” Shiza commanded, “Commander will not be pleased if you start fighting among each other.”
The two glared at one another, before Hotaru backed down, not wanting to invoke any disappointment on herself by her tamer. Only after Hotaru backed down, did Jem back down, she still gave Hotaru a calculating look before snorting in disdain and looking away.
Rem shook her head at the two before turning back to Ranko-Ohki, “So then the Master does not care what we do in our free time as long as it benefits and relaxes us?”
Ranko-Ohki gave her a lazy nod before picking up a remote and switching on the television.
“Though I feel comfortable training in my free time, I would feel more comfortable at Master Ranma's side. Like Lira-san said, some of us don't envy the fact that he's by himself with his...male friends.” Rem announced as she started walking towards the door.
“So how do propose to find him? By yourself? In the dark? Among the crowds of people?” Yuliya asked as she leaned against the wall adjacent to the door.
Rem froze, her hand a few inches away from the knob.
Lind nodded at the Vampire, “Yes that is true, the only people who can find Ranma-sama without any trouble would be Rira-Ohki-san, Ranko-Ohki-san, and Kath-chan.”
“Plus do you not have faith in our Master?” Lind asked, her hand resting oh her longsword at her hip.
“It's not a question of faith.” Rem retorted as she turned to face the winged swordswoman. “I have faith and trust our Master enough...but it's the people around him I don't trust.”
“If he wanted us to relax and let him have some free time to himself, then let him. We can force him into a taming later as punishment.” Morrigan remarked as she fell back onto the bed next to Ranko-Ohki, who raised her eyebrow at the Succubus.
“If want to...just go find...Master...quite com-...arguing...” Tatsuni forced out as the group listened to her words.
“We should at least trust Master Ranma's judgment, if he wants us to relax and rest, then we should relax and rest.” Sennyo said softly with a frown as she stared at the group from her position.
“I would feel more relaxed if I was close to Master Ranma!” Kath yelled as she hugged the Daedric Shield Ranma had given her.
“I say we go out and find him, while have a little tour of the city ourselves.” Benika spoke up as she breached the conversation. “Plus, while some of you worry about his safety. I worry more about the fact that Master Ranma is surrounded by 'other' promiscuous females...” she growled.
Suddenly nearly every female in the room had a strange flash go across their eyes. Then Jem spoke up in a tone that surprised everyone. She took long steps across the room and reached for the door. “I'm going to find 'My' Mate. If you wish to come along, then come, but do NOT get in the way.” The Neo-Iczel growled as she pulled the door open.
Rira-Ohki and Ranko-Ohki looked at each other with ironic smiles, “Where does this look so familiar?” Ranko-Ohki said with a smile as she stood up from the bed and followed after the bevy of girls.
“Heh, try 120 years ago when Ranma went out to drink without telling his girlfriends, fiancés or wives.” Rira-Ohki giggled as she hopped off the bed.
Candida snorted in contempt, but followed after the group.
Meanwhile...
Ranma, Hiro, Blaze, and Naruto sat down at a table at a bar far away from the pokécenter. They ordered their drinks and waited for the Taverngirl to come back with a few mugs of beer before beginning to converse.
Ranma sighed in content as he sipped the mug of beer, “Ahh, that hits the spot. Though it's not helping as much as I hopped it would.” Ranma said aloud to the guys as they shrugged.
“Well...when's the full moon?” Naruto asked as popped his neck.
Ranma frowned as he looked up at the darkening sky. “Tomorrow night.” he answered with a grimace.
The three men winced in sympathy.
“Ah Shit...Me and Hiro are bouncing out of here tomorrow in the morning. An' I know for a f#&ken fa't that Nar'to won't be able to help you out by h'mself.” Blaze stated as he set his mug aside.
“Well could we take out some of the stress right now and make it less potent tomorrow?” The three men blinked in surprise.
“Well, I don't know, but it doesn't hurt to try it out...Free For All Street Style...” Ranma grinned wistfully. He beckoned the Taverngirl and said a few words to her. She nodded in confirmation and walked away briskly to retrieve their new orders.
Naruto looked to the three veterans, “I don't understand why you guys hate this universe so much...Well I understand Ranma, but I don't understand Blaze or Hiro's dislike for the place.”
Ranma shrugged and took another drink from his beer, he better let Blaze and Hiro answer this one.
“It's all about style kid,” Blaze began as he leaned back in his chair. “Now I can stand an universe where there's a war going on and I get some poontang because of what I do. I can get some poontang because I'm a real O.G. and I can stand that too. If it was mafia oriented, then that would be way better. But in this universe, you get laid for basically existing and having a f#&king dick.” Blaze frowned as he shook his head in disappointment.
“This world is ruled by f&#ken teenagers and bitches who can't get any in real life because they don't even try or they suck.” Blaze continued, “Now, I'm all for getting some, and as much as I love getting it anytime I want. I kinda want a reason or a purpose, not because I'm a sex addict.” Blaze finished up and frowned at his empty beer mug.
Hiro nodded at Blaze, “Yeah, but you gotta admit how ironic this place was developed. Humanity f&#ked it up, and all because of one woman.”
Naruto still had a confused look on his face, “I don't follow.”
Ranma grinned as he took on a more maniacal look, “Ya gotta love how humanity messes things up for themselves because of their nature. This world coulda developed into a world with flying cars, teleportation devices, people who can live for thousands of years, or super laser weapons and long distance space travel. But instead, one woman, who wanted all the f#&ken glory, who was struggling in life because of her misdoings and couldn't get along in life, messed it all up just for a few years of celebrity status, and then a life time as a mindless slave.” Ranma laughed at the irony.
“Now look at this,” Ranma gestured to the people around him, “Their technology barely understood, their countries recovering slowly, super beings that roamed the earth and can take out acres of people in their mad rage, and racial discrimination at its finest. All because one stupid bitch couldn't stand somebody being better then her and thinking that the world owed her something.”
Ranma was starting to attract some attention, but people hushed and pushed along.
“If they don't understand it, they mess it up and millions die. Example: The witch hunts. If other people don't think the way they do, they kill them. Example: Fascist. If people believe in a different ideology or how something came to be then them, they kill them just to make sure their belief is protected. Example: religious wars.” Ranma ended with his rant and laughed at the end, “Humanity...Don't you love how we f#&k things up!!” Ranma over dramatically sat down in a huff and finished the last of his beer.
The Taverngirl, walked up to their table and began placing down a few large bottles of their strongest alcohol.
Naruto blinked at how Ranma explained it. “Well...Let's take out some of that stress before the full moon.” Naruto suggested as the other nodded. Ranma agreed silently and stood up quickly from his chair, pushing it back.
Ranma picked up a full bottle of the alcohol he ordered, before the Taverngirl could open it for the group. Ranma popped the cap off with his thumb and started downing the whole entire bottle by himself. Naruto, Blaze, and Hiro shrugged at Ranma's starting tactic, but picked up their own mugs of alcohol and began guzzling it down.
Ranma's pokégirls, after splitting up in three groups and going for a brief tour for their needs; were walking back in three groups and converging on their Master's location. Rira-Ohki, Ranko-Ohki, and Candida were leading the groups towards Ranma as they felt for his presence.
Also nearby was Ranma's old acquaintance, Ash Sexum. Ash was walking through the crowds when he spotted his old associate Ranma. Who was currently guzzling down a full bottle of alcohol with three other people, he began walking towards the group to greet them.
Also nearby was another known person. It was Ranma Saotome, the half tamer, half pokégirl, cursed by the JUSENKYO SPELL DUMP, and trainer in the Anything Goes pokégirl Mastery school. He was there shopping for new training items for his pokégirls, namely Kasumi, Nabiki, Akane, and Kiima. It was then he spotted his older analog drinking a full bottle of alcohol with no restraint.
He blinked as stared at his older self, “Whoa, its older me. So this is where he went after he disappeared. I wonder if I can ask him anything about Advance Anything Goes techniques.” Ranma S. said aloud and began walking towards the group.
Also nearby was vacationing mechanic-in-training. Keiichi Morisato, he was having a great time in the last city he was in, but then his pokégirls, for some unknown reason they themselves didn't know, began dragging him to this city. They just felt that some great event was going to happen soon, so his pokégirls dragged him to this city. His pokégirls, now that was a very strange group indeed.
Now if one were to have a Megami, they would have one at the least, that appeared out of nowhere and join his harem. He accidentally won his first pokégirl from a phone contest that he accidentally dialed. His first pokégirl was a Megami named Belldandy, she was registered as a pet. Then one day he woke up and found another Megami living with him, acknowledging him as if she was always there. The tanned and sexy Megami was named Urd. Then a few weeks later, a little girl fell on him, she was another Megami, a pokékit Megami, but a Megami nonetheless. She accused him of attacking her and made him take responsibility by taking her into his pseudo harem, she was named Skuld. Later another pokégirl made herself known as she came to challenge Belldandy into a battle, she subsequently lost and became his fourth pokégirl. She was a Megami as well, she was named Peorth. Then something differently finally happened. A blond haired girl attacked them while they were at home, she was subsequently beaten and became his fifth licensed pet pokégirl. She was a Demon, her name was Marller, she got along well with Urd, hated Skuld, Peorth was a neutral, and was scared of Belldandy.
Some people apparently thought that he was connected to the Megami Prophecy, but then again, people also thought that Ash Sexum, Tenchi Misaki, and Ranma Saotome were connected to the Prophecy somehow, because of their special circumstances. Now he had never met the other three men, but he could probably guess that they were in the same boat as him.
Ash Sexum and Ranma Saotome, both sneezed for some reason unknown to them. Meanwhile, 1/2 a mile away from the city, Tenchi Misaki sneezed as he was setting up camp.
Meanwhile a very well renown scientist was making his way through the people in the area, in efforts to get to the Edo League Office in the center of town. By his side was his pokégirl: Mary Anne, an Ingenue. He was Professor Aldus Hyram Mahogany Stroak, commonly called Professor Stroak. For the past few years, he had been researching and working on his projects and minor experiments, however his most challenging task thus far was trying to decode Sukebe's diary. When he decoded the diary he gave the information to the league, however the information he discovered about pokégirls and Sukebe were very disturbing, information that could very well change how people see history and Sukebe. For the past 5 years he has only been able to decode half the message. Then a year and a half later, he decoded the rest and there was more information, but hadn't given it to the League yet. It could be intercepted if he sent if via E-Mail, hence was the reason why he took the arduous trip out to the nearest League Office. The information he found was deeply disturbing.
In Sukebe's diary there came a several passages and sentences, which nearly gave an old man like him an heart attack.
Here's Sukebe's Full Diary:
There are those who call me a monster. They say that I am evil or mad or both. Perhaps they are right.
I did not start out a monster, however. If anything it is those very forces which allied themselves against me which have forced that role upon me. As to evil or mad, I do not think either applies, though I could be wrong.
I was once named Jim, long before the name of Sukebe was applied to me. I was a Physics student who made decent grades, though not outstanding. In my second year at the university, I thought I had come up with a unique idea, and a way of testing it.
The technology was something I called Gating, though others I met on my journeys have called it "sliding" or "booming" or "worldwalking." To each their own, I suppose.
The device worked, and a way to step from one universe to another lay within my grasp. At this point I was full of altruism and idealism. I could benefit humanity in a thousand thousand ways with this new technology.
While I wanted to control and oversee the dispensing of this new technology it was mainly because of the historical lessons involved. Look at what happened to poor Nobel, whose invention of dynamite was then put to all sorts of horrible uses.
What I did was to use my own invention to go to universes that had developed differently, bring back odd gleanings and then "reverse engineer" them.
The first thing that I "invented" was simply a more potent battery that utilized an odd chemical mix. That got my foot in the door, so to speak, and established a fair amount of money from the company that then took it and made it their own. A new type of computer memory storage, a slight improvement over the DVD-ROM, was next.
People rarely remember the first thirty "inventions" that I developed. More durable paint, a different take on an automatic transmission that didn't require fluid, a different formula for rubber that was less prone to separation, and many other things that people were taking for granted less than a year after they were initially released.
I bought a mountainside lab and mansion complex, far from prying eyes. Or so I thought. It was mainly industrial spies that I sought to distance myself from. No, in my own mind at least I was the benefactor of mankind. Soon I would be able to unveil "new" methods of growing crops and developing resources, working on a number of developments that I hoped to use to usher in a new Golden Age - one where hunger was banished and the most basic needs of life were met for all.
Why should I fear the common people when I was struggling for their sake?
No, I feared corporate greed and envy, the machinations of the elite and powerful who would seek my developments and take them for their own. Young and ignorant is a phase we all toil through.
The evil corporations were actually so busy trying to curry favor with me that they kept their spies far from my labs. It was from the "Fourth Estate" that my problems first developed.
The reporter's name was "Linda McKenzie" and her name should be cursed equally with my own if those idiots cared about being fair.
To maintain my mansion and estate, as well as assist me in many tasks, I had brought in genetic engineering devices from a distant universe where such things weren't common but known. I had built seven lovely young ladies, each an exotic vision, to serve in a number of purposes. Even after the intervening years I miss these, my first generation, quite keenly.
The reporter came, apparently feeling that I had no right to keep my secrets to myself. She broke into my estate with all the skills of a professional thief, and apparently quite convinced of the righteousness of her cause.
In other words, a zealot. Her faith - the lack of faith, her agenda - the tearing down of anyone who had accomplished more than she could, her mission - to expose whatever secrets I might have to further her own career.
And if innocents should suffer, she was convinced of her own power and rightness.
She broke into my labs, found the genetubes and other gadgetry, and found Melinda. Melinda, my first Animorph. A human woman with qualities of a cute little dog, a terrier to be exact.
Melinda was cleaning up, typically fastidious when she ran across Linda and wasn't sure what to make of her. The reporter knew exactly what to make of Melinda, however. A monster. My genetically engineered girls? Sexslaves.
Which is a terribly limiting label. Melinda had a number of domestic skills and if she had any violent instincts they were well hidden. Tamlin, Diora, Natasha, Rii, Kiena, Morrim: all had skills and personalities that made them individuals and useful. They enjoyed sex, yes, but they were hardly mere sexslaves.
What a pity that Ms McKenzie did not run into Tamlin. Instead she ran into the gentlest and most helpful of my girls.
Unfortunately when that reporter got back to her paper with her pictures and her story, the trial was held within the press and the verdict was foregone.
I had returned from my latest dimensional travel to find that I had already been tried and found guilty of "crimes against humanity". Illegal experimentation on humans, mistreatment of animals, conspiracy to overthrow the government, misogyny and other even more ludicrous charges.
Still, I had faith in my innocence. For I was innocent of all the charges that had been used against me. That Women's Rights groups were almost frothing at the mouth for my "trial" and execution, holding me up as an example of all that is wrong with maleness, was a complete surprise to me.
No women had been hurt or enslaved, so why should they be so hostile?
My genetic tanks, my experiments, my girls. All destroyed within the first few minutes of the so-called siege.
Melinda threw me through the dimensional gate. I didn't want to leave them. I ended up doing so as the gate closed behind me.
It was when I returned that I went a bit mad. Yes, mad is a label I can agree with.
When I returned it was six months later to find that Linda McKenzie had become a hero. Celebrated. Book deals. Talk shows. Famous. I had become a vicious monster in the eyes of the press. Those genetanks and other things had become a toxic waste dump, apparent evidence of the "unholy forces" that I had unleashed. The popular press had indulged its whims in fractured prose and empty rhetoric. It sold papers, I suppose. With CG Animation marking the latest evidence of the "Frankenstein Scientist".
My work, my attempts to build a better future for mankind, lay dead. The murderess who called this war against my poor girls and my dreams was now a hero, and expounding her own agenda. There was talk of her running for political office.
Do you see why I became obsessed with revenge?
I returned and visited yet other worlds and continued to combine and re-engineer them. When at last I returned again to the world of my origin, the hated woman had just been elected to the Senate.
Under an assumed name I built my new lab, my new life. Five years after my dreams had died I brought nightmare to those who had hounded me.
The toxic dump became known as Jusenkyo. Viral spores of my own creation permeated the ground and would transform those bathing in its waters to another form. Female and animorphic, in memory of Melinda. Nobody noticed immediately. I gave them far more pressing matters to worry about. Using transporter and storage devices from yet another world, genetic engineering from a third, elemental magic and esper devices from a fourth, and computers of a fifth world, I had built soldiers. Soldiers that had superhuman abilities, whether they possessed superhuman strength or elemental powers or poison or something else.
These were the first pokégirls. I had built two dozen of them originally.
Parthenogenetic - they would breed litters identical to their mother.
Humanoid, in many cases anthropomorphic animals. Female, each and every one, and comely. Even in my thirst for vengeance, I remained artistically inclined.
There was more to them than simple soldiers, of course. My plans were far reaching and not all were obvious.
But there was a problem of course, with my built soldiers, there would be war. However even the genius I am, I am not an expert at war. Of course I could just create a pokégirl who would become my tactician, but she would have to be taught. But then again, there was no need after I found 'him'.
I went back and visited another world to obtain more items I could use and re-engineer. The world I entered was a very horrible place, as it seemed that the world was eclipsed in a war itself. The air was thick with pollution and a burning acrid smell continuously permeated the air. There were theses masked men who called themselves Helghast, who accosted me when I entered the area.
Before they were able to do anything, they were all shot to death by an unknown assailant. Then a man stepped out of the smoke and looked at me. He said to me, “A dimensional traveler? Strange. What are you doing here, you can't get anything here except polluted air and dead bodies.”
I was of course curious, how did this man know I was a dimensional traveler. It was then I was introduced to the man who would help me in my quest in revenge and so much more. His name?
Ranma Dasanteki Chaos...A soldier. A tactician. A commander. A mercenary of the highest degree.
I went back to my world of course, There was a war, of course. The humans were ill prepared for this enemy, however. What use were tanks and jets against what they could not hit? Their most powerful weapons were of little use for the enemy was among them by the time those weapons could be deployed. Small arms fire could pick off the occasional pokégirl, those without armor or who were in a position where their speed couldn't avail them. Still, the pokégirls were spreading, I was continuing to develop new ones, and some were going wild where they would eventually nest and continue to be a problem for generations to come.
My Advisor was a genius when it came to war apparently, my pokégirls, though strong and powerful, still had their weaknesses. He commanded my forces for me so that I could have more time to develop more soldiers. Then he came up with the idea of a virus, he helped me create it and he went and released it on the world. The plague. As it was called by the human aggressors.
Add to this a plague which only slew thousands, but sickened millions and had a less obvious effect as well.
Then more battles as my pokégirls continued to spread from nation to nation. Finally, what I had been waiting for occurred. I had thought perhaps that I would be too successful and might end up actually conquering my home nation at the very least. But no, someone finally befriended one of my pokégirls and succeeded in turning her. A "Growlie" to be exact, a dog-type not dissimilar from Melinda, though with an affinity for fire.
From that, others went and likewise were able to turn now-wild pokégirls to their side. And experienced unconditional love as well as being the Master of someone with superhuman abilities. The technology of their existence was "leaked" out, including the containment orbs and transporters.
As far as anyone in the press or historical tomes is concerned, that was when I was finally caught and killed.
We know better of course.
My General grabbed me and we went to another installation I head built. The one that was killed was a defective clone we left behind. Unfortunately they caught on in the end.
There was still a problem that developed from my General. From the world he came from, he was stricken with Tuberculosis. As a favor from me, he froze himself and I began working on a cure.
My long range plan was to destroy the very governments, institutions, and people who had so maligned me. The religious right and the liberal left had likewise fallen. The pokégirls, and the technology used to control and maintain them, were now sufficiently worldwide that there would be no going back.
Unfortunately, they found us.
I'm amazed by the sheer number of ballistic missiles and nuclear warheads they used on my installation to annihilate My general and I, of course, the humans didn't know of my Military Advisor, they thought it was just me directing the attacks.
With a large number of human women now sterile from the plague, the discovery that pokégirls could bear human children as well as other pokégirls was inevitable.
Of course, that wasn't so simple. Human children born of pokégirls often have a Blood Gift, bearing some special quality that gives them an edge over normal human children. Also, some human girls will go through Threshold and become pokégirls themselves during puberty.
As for me, Sukebe, I sit back and watch, coming out of cryostasis every hundred years to check the progress of my plans. During the attack, I jumped into the dimensional device and had to leave my Military Advisor behind. Scratching the ear of the pet I acquired in the early days of the war, a nice animorph canine who was modeled after my lost Melinda, using Jusenkyo's touch.
Isn't that right? Good girl. What a pity that you can't appreciate the irony, eh Linda?
As for my Military Advisor?
Ranma will survive no doubt about that. He will be still alive when I'm long gone.
As he told me one time during the war. “I'm the Angel of Hell, I'm The True Soldier, as long as there is conflict throughout the universes, I'll continue fighting and killing anyone that gets in my way.”
Yes, he's still alive, and he will wreck havoc on the world that forsaken me. My plans are already starting to fruition. And Ranma Dasanteki Chaos? He deserves a breather for awhile, but he'll just further my plan once again.
Professor Stroak, sweated at the information that came out of the diary. There was more to the war then itself, then there was this unknown person who brought humanity itself onto its knees.
Ranma Dasanteki Chaos...
The Military Advisor and General of Sukebe. What was his fate? Was he still trapped in the same installation of 300 years ago until now? Was he dead? Or worse, was he walking among us right now, fermenting his old employer's plan?
Professor Stroak walked by the table where Ranma and his friends were drinking, he briefly glanced at them before hastily continuing on his path.
Meanwhile, unknown to Ranma and his compatriots about the groups of people converging on them, continued their drinking.
The Taverngirl, watched with wide eyes as every drop of the alcohol drained down Ranma's throat. At the moment, Ranma's pokégirls emerged from the street and saw their tamer and his friends guzzling down the large amounts of beer.
Ranma after draining the last drop, pulled the bottle out of his mouth and checked the label. The other just finished with their alcohol, they dropped their mugs down and wiped their mouths.
“Hmm, nice and strong...just how I like it.” Ranma smiled, then he did something that surprised nearly everyone there.
CRAAAAAAAASSSSHH!!
Ranma flipped the bottle in his hands and slammed it hard against Naruto's face, sending him flying clear from the table.
And the Free For All began...
Blaze leaned over the table and viscously punched Hiro in the face, making him fall back. Ranma's and Blaze's eyes briefly met and they both grinned manically. They both picked up the chair behind them and simultaneously slammed the chair into each other, breaking them. Blaze slammed the chair into Ranma's side, Ranma slammed chair on Blaze's head.
Guess which one hurt more.
Blaze groaned as he fell to the ground, before Ranma could celebrate his victory. Naruto sprinted and tackled him to the ground. Blaze stood up while holding his head, unfortunately Hiro got back up with his chair and slammed it against Blaze's head breaking it.
“F#&k!!” Blaze shouted as he felt another chair hit across his head. He glared at Hiro and tackled Hiro across the table.
“Aaaahhhh!!” Naruto gave a battle cry as he slammed Ranma's body onto the table, breaking it in half. Ranma picked up a broken chair leg and broke it over Naruto's head.
Ranma stood back up and grabbed Naruto by the shoulder. He delivered a haymaker to Naruto's unprotected face making him fly back, “Take that ya' blond bitch!!”
“Cocksucker!!” Blaze yelled as Hiro's body flew across the air and slammed into Ranma.
“What now bitch! What now!!” Blaze yelled as he stood above the two. Suddenly Naruto flew through the air and delivered a drop kick onto Blaze's head. Blaze fell back and onto the broken table.
Ranma stood back up and hoisted Naruto into the air, “Ahhhhhh!” Ranma screamed and ran towards a shop with a wide window.
“Oh shit!!” Naruto exclaimed as he was thrown into the store, shattering the glass window.
Tamers, pokégirls alike stared with confusion and many started running away. Officers and OfficerJennys began converging on the area. But when they arrived, like the tamers and pokégirls, they didn't know what to do. Fights between tamers broke out and their pokégirls would be fighting each other, these fights would be broken up, with the tamers receiving a ticket. Pokégirls who fight among each other would be returned to their tamers with a sizable punishment. Team Rocket types and wannabes would be arrested since they're using their pokégirls to attack people.
But four 'human' guys who were just beating the crap out of each other. How do you put a charge on that? It's never happened before because people usually depend on their pokégirls to fight.
Most of Ranma's pokégirls stared with surprise and anxiety for their tamer. Kath and Hotaru tried to step in and help out Ranma, but their Supreme Alpha and Vice Supreme Alpha stopped them by raising their arms and barring their paths. “Let him finish what he started.” Rira-Ohki stated.
Hiro grabbed the back of Ranma's head and slammed it against a pole repeatedly. Naruto jumped out of the store only to be pushed back in by a Haymaker, courtesy by Blaze. The people and pokégirls winced at the reverberating sound of metal.
Ranma gritted his teeth slammed his head back into Hiro's chin, stunning him for a bit. Ranma then jumped over Hiro and stood behind him. He grabbed Hiro's head this time and ran full tilt at a nearby vehicle. Ranma slammed Hiro's head into a window, he pulled him out and slammed him into another window, breaking both of them. Then he opened the door and threw Hiro in the path way of the door. Ranma stomped on the car door closing it on Hiro; breaking the door and messing up the paint job and the trim and heavily denting the side of the door.
The people around them winced and looked away. Meanwhile, Blaze flew through the shop window and landed on his face and fell on his ass. “Yeah what now bitch!!” Naruto screamed through the window as he jumped out and ran over to the downed Blaze.
Ranma looked over distractedly at the two, giving Hiro an opening. “Take that f#&ker!!” Hiro screamed as he kicked the door open, making it slam onto Ranma's unprotected back. Hiro tore out the steering wheel and threw it at Ranma.
Ranma ducked under the steering wheel, which flew and hit Naruto in the face making him fall on his back.
Officially at this time, the general public had cleared out of the area and now only the police, Ranma's pokégirls, and Professor Stroak with his Ingenue, were still watching the fight. Ash was pulled away by his Peekabu, Ranma was pulled away by Nabiki, something about he might be mistaken and charged with a hefty ticket. Keiichi led his pokégirls away, because he didn't want Skuld to be witnessing all of the raw violence happening.
Ranma stood back up and pointed at Hiro, “Ha! Missed bitch!!” He exclaimed triumphantly. Then a boot flew out and hit him in the face making his fall on his back. Blaze stood up and sucker punched the downed Naruto before hoisting him into the air and throwing him at Hiro.
Hiro dodged the flying Naruto, who instead got slammed onto the windshield, shattering the glass. Before Blaze could celebrate his small victory, another boot flew out and hit him in the mouth.
Ranma stood up slowly while holding his head, “Who throws a shoe!! Seriously!!” He said loudly to no one.
Hiro looked around the ground for more stuff to throw, he already threw both of his boots. Then he spied a small unoccupied pokéball on the ground that had fallen out of Ranma's jacket. He picked it up and enlarged it into the size of a baseball, he threw it as hard as he could at Ranma.
Ranma, just in the nick of time, ducked and the pokéball drilled into Blaze's forehead.
“Ah f#&k!!” Blaze plucked the pokéball embedded into his forehead and threw it back at Hiro, who dodged out of the way. The pokéball flew and hit Naruto straight in the eye.
“Aaahhh!! Sonuvabitch!!” Naruto screamed. He grabbed the fallen pokéball and threw it back at Hiro, who jumped out of the way.
The pokéball flew and bounced off Ranma's forehead. Then something strange happened, the pokéball opened and a red beam hit Ranma and pulled him into the pokéball. “WHAT THE FU-!!” Ranma managed to get out before in disappeared in a red flash of light. The pokéball fell to the ground and the light started flashing.
Professor Stroak grimaced at the unfortunate fate of the young man.
The police winced and the OfficerJennys gasped as the human male was captured by the pokéball.
Ranma's pokégirls gasped and stared at the pokéball in horror.
Ranma's friends were...
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!” Blaze was rolling on the ground laughing with Hiro, while Naruto was on his knees and crying with laughter.
“YOU GOT TO BE F#&KEN KIDDING ME!!” Ranma's voice reverberated out of the pokéball. Ranma's buddies, Ranma's pokégirls, Professor Stroak, and the Police Officers blinked in surprise.
The pokéball started bouncing up and down and rolling in a circle. “GET ME THE F#&K OUT OF HERE YOU SONUVBITCH!! THIS PLACE-...well actually this place isn't that bad. It's all white. So this is what it's like inside of a pokéball.” Ranma's voice reverberated through the ball as the others continued staring, well Ranma's friends were still rolling on the ground laughing.
Rira-Ohki blinked in confusion and pulled out Ranma's pokédex and scanned his Harem information.
Active Harem:
(Hotaru)Tigress: Level 24
(Yuliya)Vampire: Level 34
(Tatsuni)Vampira: Level 29 (Storage)
(Benika)Enchantress: Level 24 (Storage)
(Shiza)GunValkyrie: Level 32 (Storage)
(Teri)Angel: Level 34 (Storage)
(Sennyo)Elfqueen: Level 36 (Storage) (Tactician Alpha)
(Lira)Samurai: Level 47 (Protection Alpha)
(Jem)Neo-Iczel: Level 44 (Heavy Assault Alpha)
(Kath)Barriermaiden: Level 29 (Storage)
(Lind)Valkyrie: Level 36 (Storage)
(Morrigan)Succubus: Level 38 (Storage)
(Rem)Gladiatrix: Level 44
(Candida)Dark Lady: Level 50 (Magical Assault Alpha)
(Ranma)Unknown: Level ??
'Ranma had captured himself?' Rira-Ohki exclaimed mentally, 'But how is that possible? The pokéballs are only meant to capture pokégirls, and Ranma isn't- OH! Wait a minute, Ranma drank Yuliya's blood, meaning that his blood must have taken in her genetic information.' Rira-Ohki concluded as she stared back at the rolling pokéball. 'I'm gonna say that his DNA is only .12 percent pokégirl...or poké-being to be more precise. Ranma's other genetic information already have most of the abilities of pokégirls. So it's probably being overwhelmed right now.'
“This place is actually kinda cozy once you get used to it.” Ranma's voice reverberated through the pokéball again. “Could use some- Wait a minute!! What the hell is that!! Looks like a probe with a microchip at the end...Hey quit it! Stop trying to put the microchip in me you sonuvabitch!!” Ranma yelled and the pokéball began rolling around in rapid circles.
“GET AWAY FROM ME!! LEAVE ME ALONE!! OHH. YOU COCKBITE!!” Ranma yelled as the pokéball stopped rolling.
BLAM!! BLAMM!! BLAAM!!BLAM!! BLAMM!! (Sound of ejecting magazine and reloading magazine. Then a mechanism sound is heard from someone cocking a gun.) BLAAM!!BLAM!! BLAMM!! BLAAM!!BLAM!! BLAMM!! BLAAM!!
“Yeah!! Who's boss now you stupid dick munch!!” Ranma exclaimed and the ball began rolling again.
“Alright, now how the hell do I get out of here? Oh f&#k...I don't know!! BLAZE! HIRO! NARUTO!! LET ME OUT OF HERE YOU COCKSUCKERS!!” Ranma yelled and the pokéball started bouncing up and down again.
“I SWEAR TO GOD YOU GUYS!! I'M GONNA WHOOP YA'LLS ASS IF YOU DON'T LET ME OUT OF HERE!!” Ranma yelled and the ball rolled around the area again.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHHAHA!!” Hiro, Blaze, and Naruto were still laughing.
The pokéball rolled and slammed into a parked vehicle. “AHHH!! F&#K!! That hurt!! What the hell did I hit?” Ranma screamed in anger.
“GUYS I SWEAR TO HILD. THE GRAND DEMONESS OF HELL!! IF I GET OUT OF HERE THROUGH SOME OTHER MEANS THEN YOU GUYS LETTING ME OUT. YOU'RE NOT GONNA HAVE NUTS AFTER THIS YOU F&#KBERRIES!!” Ranma continued to complain as the ball bounced up and down all over the place.
Suddenly the pokéball stopped, “Oh what the hell? There's a button here, I didn't see that. I wonder what's it do?” Ranma said to anyone who was hearing.
Suddenly the ball jumped into the air and opened up. A red light flashed as Ranma's figure was released from it. Ranma fell unceremoniously onto his face, the pokéball falling to the ground and rolling away.
“Oh so that's how you get out...” Ranma said with his face still on the ground. Ranma glanced up to see that Hiro, Blaze, and Naruto were still laughing.
“Hey! What the hell did I say would happen if I got out of there!!” Ranma yelled and before his friends could react. Ranma charged at them.
Ranma sprinted full tilt and soccer kicked Naruto in the groin making him fly back onto his stomach.
“Oh Shi-!!”
Ranma grabbed Blaze and Hiro and knocked their heads together, then he kneed both in testicles threw them back on the ground.
“What Bitch!! What!!” Ranma sneered as he took a 'gangsta' stance and stared at the three groaning men.
The pokéball that Ranma came out of, rolled towards his pokégirls. Kath blinked and picked up the Ultra Pokéball that captured Ranma. “This is Master's Pokéball...” She said silently, then she glanced around furtively and suspiciously, before hiding the pokéball on her person. Unfortunately, with the skills of a professional thief taught to her by Ranma. Rira-Ohki stole it off of the Barriermaiden without her being any of the wiser.
“Ranma...” Rira-Ohki said hurriedly as she ran over to him, Ranma looked to where his name was called only to have his eyes widen comically. All of his pokégirls were there along with his wives.
Ranma's attention was then captured by Rira-Ohki who then handed him his pokédex. Ranma blinked and took the device from here and scanned the screen. He blinked, apparently he had captured himself and his pokédex registered him as one of his own Harem.
“Oh god dammit...” Ranma muttered as he closed the small red and blue device. “I gotta go to a League Office and correct this else they're gonna be all over this with red tape, cavity searches, and long interrogations.” Ranma shuddered. “Good thing there's an office right in town.”
“Dude you suck...” Naruto groaned as he stood up with one hand holding his crotch.
“So did that release any of the pent up stress? Ow...” Hiro asked as he held onto an unstable Blaze for support.
Ranma frowned and checked his persona. He still felt cynical and exasperated at illogical behavior. The fact that the police were around him was raising his ire very quickly. The old man who was staring at him with surprise and analyzing him; was starting to slowly but surely piss him off. His vindictiveness as a person was at an all time high and his vengeful streak was at large. He felt annoyance at the females around him for no logical reason, but his soft spot for women was preventing him from doing anything he might regret. His persona right now was questioning itself on why he had a soft spot.
Ranma shook his head at Hiro, “Nope, I feel the same, it might have actually worsen.” He answered and the three men groaned. Ranma popped the kink in his neck and made eye contact with Rira-Ohki and Ranko-Ohki.
“Ranko-Ohki, take all the girls back to the pokécenter and wait for me to come back. Rira-Ohki, come with me, I gonna fix this damn mess up with the League.” Ranma telepathically ordered. Both Cabbits notice the serious look and demeanor Ranma was subtly projecting and followed without question.
Ranko-Ohki pulled out the pokégirls' pokéballs and recaptured them all inside their pokéballs without anyone noticing. She quickly retreated back to the pokécenter, Rira-Ohki, in the shadow of an alleyway, transformed back into a cabbit and floated to Ranma's shoulder.
Ranma pulled Hiro, Blaze, and Naruto onto their feet as they protectively held onto their crotch. Ranma began to lead his party to the League Office that was only 8 blocks away. But before he could, a white gloved hand caught his shoulder, and several dozen pairs of stern eyes from OfficerJennys glared at his person.
Ranma raised his eyebrow at the OfficerJenny that was holding his shoulder along with his friends, “Yes. Can I hope you Miss Jenny?” Ranma asked with a tired and kind expression.
“Sir, I'm charging you with several cases of Destruction of Private and Public Property, Assault on several Persons. Anything you can say, can and will be-”
Ranma cut off the Police Pokégirl's used speech and pulled out his pokédex, Ranma accessed his SLC holdings and pulled out a fixed amount. Then he gave the pokédex to the OfficerJenny.
The OfficerJenny's eye twitched and she glared at him, “Sir. ARE you try to BRIBE me?” She asked with heavy emphasis on the two words.
Ranma gave her a confused expression, “No, I'm paying for the damages and the resulting fines that I'm being charged with. That amount should be enough right?”
The OfficerJenny blinked in surprise and confusion, most people were NEVER this cooperative. She looked at the damages and at the three men who were standing behind Ranma with a bored expression. Not the least amount angry at Ranma, or seeming like they were pressing charges on the pigtail man.
The OfficerJenny pulled out her own personal portable PDA device and pressed furiously on the numerical pad to calculate the cost. She blinked and stared back at Ranma's pokédex, “Yes, this is enough to cover all the fines and charges. But we still have to process you Mr...” She paused and looked at his pokédex and pulled up his Electronic Identification, she frowned as she stared at his name and tried to pronounce it.
“Ranma,” Ranma answered for her, “Ranma Dasanteki Chaos...”
Upon hearing his name, the nearby Professor Stroak's eyes widen and he began hyperventilating.
She nodded, “Okay, Mr. Chaos. Will you please follow me back to the precinct?”
He sighed and looked to the pokégirl again, he was feeling annoyed and stressed out. He knew that if he and his friends acted the usual old way when they were put into this situation, there would be more problems and conflict. Therefore raising his stress.
“Can you process me at the League Office? I'll be going there anyway.” Ranma asked as his eyes began to lower from exhaustion.
She nodded at his request, “Yes we have a small office at the League Office, it can be easily done.” Then, much to the surprise of the OfficerJenny, Ranma grabbed her arm and began dragging her towards the League Office.
“Alright let's get this over wit' then. The longer this day drags on, the sooner someone is going to end up missing...” Ranma muttered. The OfficerJenny blushed in surprise and embarrassment at the man who was holding her arm so forcibly, yet with such a gentle touch.
Meanwhile a certain professor was staring at the group with disbelief, sweat was rolling off his head as his Ingenue stared at him with worry.
“He's already among us...” Professor Stroak said aloud.
Before his Ingenue could ask him what he meant. The Professor had already walked off, quickly following the group.
Later...
True to what he said, there was red tape and controversy all over his little self-capture. The League Official he had saved a few weeks back was there, as well as the League Officials he had saw when he first came to this world.
So there was only one thing to do, when people were questioning your existence, then instill fear into them. And that came along in the form of Professor Stroak, the old man who was watching him, and he apparently knew who Ranma was.
Which was a surprise to him. This was the universe he visited a hundred years ago! So Ranma told them the 'truth', the altered and slightly false truth. But a small fraction of truth that they could handle.
Then came the pokéball incident, speculations and theories were popping all over the place. Then came criticism and liberal disbelief. Unfortunately, the pokéball that had 'captured' him, had now registered Ranma as it's official occupant, and was given to him by Rira-Ohki who stole it off of Kath.
With the demonstrations and the checking of the pokéball to make sure it wasn't malfunctioning or deviated. Along with some DNA as official proof; DNA that wasn't real, but forged and given to the League without their knowledge. It was conclusive and official, and with Professor Stroak's official statement, Ranma was a male poké-being.
“Well that was long and tiring...” Ranma groaned as his entourage followed him. It was well into the night and approaching midnight.
“Just be glad it's finally over, I got tired of sitting in that f#king waiting room..” Blaze yawned as they began to walk back to the pokécenter.
High above them, Professor Stroak was watching the leave from the fifth floor, he pulled out a slightly discolored and old pokédex thats been updated to current standards. He scanned Ranma's person and it came up with the following information:
Name: Ranma Dasanteki Chaos (Pokéboy)
Age: 23
Residence: Unregistered, Edo Continent
Region: Edo League
Status: Active
Rank: Level 36
Security Clearance: Restricted Access Allowed
Licenses: 3
Tamer:Y
Master Tamer: Pending
Researcher: N
Watcher: N
Breeder: N
Badges: N/A
Active Harem:
(Hotaru)Tigress: Level 24
(Yuliya)Vampire: Level 34
(Tatsuni)Vampira: Level 29 (Storage)
(Benika)Enchantress: Level 24 (Storage)
(Shiza)GunValkyrie: Level 32 (Storage)
(Teri)Angel: Level 34 (Storage)
(Sennyo)Elfqueen: Level 36 (Storage) (Tactician Alpha)
(Lira)Samurai: Level 47 Protection Alpha
(Jem)Neo-Iczel: Level 44 (Heavy Assault Alpha)
(Kath)Barriermaiden: Level 29 (Storage)
(Lind)Valkyrie: Level 36 (Storage)
(Morrigan)Succubus: Level 38 (Storage)
(Rem)Gladiatrix: Level 44
(Candida)Dark Lady: Level 50 (Magical Assault Alpha)
Access Pokéboy entry?
Answer: Y
Ranma Dasanteki Chaos: The True/Legendary Soldier A.K.A. The Angel of Hell (The First Pokéboy??)(Currently A Tamer. Cannot be Captured. Mercenary for Hire)
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Destruction/Warfare/Celestial/Infernal/Magic/Fighting (Very Unique)
Frequency : Extremely Rare (Unique)
Diet : Human Style, (Anything edible, preferably cooked food, but raw meat is okay)
Role : Elite Commander, Elite Storm Infantry, Elite Shock Infantry, Elite Special Ops Unit, Elite Heavy Assault Infantry, Elite Light Assault Infantry, Elite Short Range Infantry, Elite Long Range Infantry, Elite Sniper Infantry, Elite Anti-Personal Infantry, Elite Anti-Air Infantry, Elite Anti-Armor Infantry, Elite Anti-Nautical Infantry, Elite Espionage Infantry, Elite Commando Infantry, Elite Armored Unit, Elite Air Unit, Light Combat Specialist, Medium Combat Specialist, Heavy Combat Specialist, Infiltration and Espionage Commander, Ballistic Support Commander, Artillery Commander, Primary Strategist, Light Weapons Expert, Medium Weapons Expert, Heavy Weapons Expert, Assault Weapons Expert, Arms and Munitions Expert, Demolitions Expert, Sniper Support. (Can Fill In All Roles For All War Positions) (Primary Roles: Commander, Assassin, Mercenary, Soldier)
Libido : Dead (It's somewhere around there...? I think...)
Strong Vs : Nearly Everything
Weak Vs : Varies Upon Conditions of the Battlefields or Battles
Special Weaknesses : Likes to cuddle friendly females, Small and Cute things
Attacks : Hundreds...(Mostly Lethal Ones. Very Few Known)
Enhancements : MJOLNIR Mark VI Armor, Modular Tactical Exoskeleton, Unique (Genetics and Heritage)
Evolves : Ranma: The Supreme Chaotic God of the Abyss (Extreme Anger and Hatred, Kills Four Million People/Pokegirl/Living Organism)
Evolves From : Ranma Misaki Saotome (Extreme Hatred and Psychological Damage)
Recommendation if you see him : Don't F#&k with him or anybody he is personally affiliated with. Ranma is like a Blessed Widow, be nice to receive a hug, be mean and he'll dismember you...slowly...in front of your friends and family. So if you're nice and friendly, go and ask for a hug. Only If he's friendly though, if he is friendly Go get a hug you'll always treasure, the memory will warm your heart even in the darkest times; If he's unfriendly: Tread cautiously and depending on how you act and approach him, you might improve his mood and he'll do a favor for you. Whether it be capture a high level pokégirl for you or massacre a whole entire city, he'll do it. However if you further make his mood worse, he'll kill you...and your family...and your friends...and your love one...in front of you. So go and get a hug, only if you're a female tamer though. If you're a male tamer though, then what the Hell is wrong with you? What are you? Gay?
Not much is known about this tamer other then he has many unique abilities that could have been a cause of multiple blood gifts or curses. Due to an accident with malfunctioning pokéball, Ranma accidentally captured himself and due to his unique genetics, (believed to have a very high ancestral pokégirl heritage.) and what others believe to be a immunity DNA strain against pokégirl DNA, resist becoming a pokégirl.
However, because of this incident with the pokéball, Ranma became the first official Pokéboy. Since Ranma did not transform into a female during his self capture. Some speculate this with high criticism, saying that the pokéball malfunctioned and there is no viable proof of him being a poke-being. However all this evidence was overridden when someone pointed out that Ranma could perform some pokégirl attacks as well as go into the pokéball he was captured with to recuperate. Still, Ranma is registered as a MALE tamer, and since he cannot be captured by any other pokéball, he is still part of the Tamer society. However, Ranma is now very popular with Female Tamers as they want to try out the first Pokéboy in existence.
What is know about this tamer is that he is a Elite Veteran Soldier, and is currently a Mercenary for Hire. What war he participated in, he refused to comment, but we have confirmed that he has participated in multiple wars. The confusion here is, what War? Officials have commented that even though there has been conflict in the Leagues, there hasn't been any wars that are active. Ranma simply smirked at the Officials when they asked him this and he replied: “Just because its not international and you don't hear about it. Doesn't mean its not happening.”
Officials are still confused at his statement. Ranma's discovery is now causing a trend among Males who have been born with the Pokéboy Gene Blood Gift/Curse. Many Female tamers have started trying out their pokéballs on the Males with the Pokéboy Gene to see if they can get a Pokéboy of their own. However, none of the males with the Pokéboy Gene have yet to be captured, and this is just a major annoyance for the Males with the Pokéboy Gene since they are getting tired of being pelted with pokéballs.
However there is another unknown factor mixed in with Ranma's discovery, which are his evolution and pre-evolution, which are very disturbing in their catalyst. When Officials asked him about this, Ranma laughed and replied: “I can't believe it actually put that in there.” Other then that he has made no other comment. Then there is the questioning about Ranma's element type, which he replies that he has a history of Celestials on one side of the family and Infernals on the other.
In terms of fighting and battle, he is truly a Soldier to the core. He can fill in all roles of warfare, from being the subordinate or being the leader. He can summon many types of firearms and blades and he is very lethal with everyone of them. His attacks are assumed to be a near full selection of Infernal and Celestial attacks. His weaknesses vary depending on the battlefield and the environment. During battle he can summon two types of armor in the heat of battle. Though what they can do is unknown at the time. He is practically strong against every type of pokégirl known due to the fact that he can locate their weakness in the surge of battle. He is classified as a Legendary Poké-Being due to the fact that he is strong against everything and weak against barely anything except for another Legendary Pokégirl or a swarm of high level pokégirls.
Since his discovery some Female Tamers asked about his taming needs, which Ranma replies that he has none. That's Right! A Poké-being that doesn't need to be tamed at all. Ranma does not need any taming at all to keep out of feraldom. Though asked how is it to be tamed by the Pokéboy, the few females to be tamed by Ranma, took on a glazed look and said: 'It was one Hell of a week...3 weeks actually!!'
Ranma's discovery is raising a whole new level of scientific questioning and a rise in female tamers. With his discovery, scientist are now asking: Will Pokéboys replace Male Humans in the future? Is the human DNA and Genome becoming so saturated with pokégirl DNA that it's actually making a male version of a pokégirl? However these fears are still subdued due to the fact that Ranma is the ONLY Pokéboy known to be in existence so far, and every League is doing everything in their power to protect his existence. Researchers are also looking into Males who have who have the very rare Pokéboy Gene Blood Gift/Curse, and are in Phase 3 of there affliction. Researchers are seeing if these individuals can be turned into Pokéboys since they are the closest thing in a physical sense to being Pokéboys. Ranma has also trusted enough to inform us of some of his attacks. We don't know what they do, just what you should do if used against you.
WARNING: FROM THIS POINT FORWARD, INFORMATION IS CLASSIFIED AS EXTREMELY TOP SECRET. EYES ONLY VIEWING WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION WILL RESULT IN PUNISHMENTS NOT LIMITED TO BUT INCLUDING: TOTAL MINDWIPE VIA MAGIC, THEN CONVERSION INTO A POKÉGIRL, A LEVEL 5 PROGRAMMING TO FOLLOW IMMEDIATELY AFTERWARDS. FULL DATA ON THIS POKÉBOY/PERSON MUST NOT BE VIEWED EXCEPT FOR A SELECT FEW. NO DATA MUST BE LEAKED TO THE PUBLIC POKÉDEX, RANMA MUST BE PROTECTED AND NOT PROVOKED. HE IS THE LITERAL PERSONIFICATION OF THE APOCALYPSE!
All the above information is partly true and false. Ranma in a sense, is truly the first and only Pokéboy in existence. It seems the officials have all been asking the wrong questions, such as how, when, and how long. Then it was revealed that Ranma was brought in from a different plane and universe all together. It was then that the famed Dr. Stroak came in and asked Ranma a question that shocked everyone. He asked Ranma: “Did he come from the the other Universe with the masked soldiers?” Ranma gave him a grin as he gave an answer that shocked everyone to the core. Ranma was from this universe and has been here since the Pre-Sukebe era, he was just cryogenically frozen for the last 300 or so years until very recently. This is when he woke up and was teleported into the the Edo League by an idiotic tamer. As many have seen in movies, whenever there is a warlord, there some scientific mind helping him out greatly; and when ever there is a Mad Scientist taking over the world, there would be a General or Military Officer helping him out. As cliché as this sounds, Ranma was actually one of these people. Approximately 300 years ago, Ranma was Sukebe's Military Tactician and Advisor. Sukebe was a great scientific mind no doubt, but he had very little in the way of War tactics and strategies.
That was when Ranma came in, a military prodigy and genius at the age of 19, officially ranked at General. He coordinated every attack, every raid, every campaign, and every mission that brought humanity to it's knees and teetering over to the edge of defeat. Ranma was the right hand man of Sukebe, and the only male that Sukebe trusted, since he lost all trust in humanity due to Linda Mckenzie. Sukebe created the pokégirls, and Ranma sent them out to war. On the verge of victory, Sukebe requested that Ranma freeze himself so that he can be called upon again whenever he was needed, Ranma agreed and froze himself. When officials ask why, Ranma replied that even though he was in great physical condition and a Master of many Martial Arts, he was stricken with Tuberculosis and didn't have long to live. Since Ranma was Sukebe's best ally and friend, he didn't want his friend to die. Ranma was then frozen and then apparently, Sukebe began curing Ranma of his Tuberculosis as well as augmenting his abilities when he was frozen. His elements are not from having a family of Celestials and or Infernals, but because he used to lead both Celestial and Infernal Pokégirls side by side into battle. For personal reasons of his own, Sukebe turned Ranma into an independent Poke-being, or Pokéboy as we all know it. Unfortunately for Ranma, Sukebe was killed when the Nations reduced him and the base Ranma was being kept in, into smoldering craters with their missiles. Fortunately for Ranma, he was kept in the 30th basement security level, so he survived the missiles, but was trapped in the debris and collapsed base fortifications.
Approximately 300 years later Ranma woke up and tried to escape the base via Teleportation device. That was when an idiotic tamer interrupted his route and snatched him from his previous location. Now 300 years later, after learning about everything that has happened in the last few years, Ranma just wanders around the world, admiring the impact on the world he and his deceased friend Sukebe had made. After this explanation, officials now fully understand what Ranma's previous statements meant. This is a warning to all League Officials and Researchers that can read this. DO NOT provoke or anger this person in any way! This is the man who brought Humanity to its knees, and he assured us, if he can do it once. He can do it again.
Like above, before the warning cuts off the rest, Ranma has trusted enough to tell us some of his attacks. (Though we don't know how any of them work or what they do. Just a description of what you should do when they are used...against you.) Well just pray to god it they aren't used against you.
Vulcan Blaze – (ATK 9K Approximation) We don't know what happens, just that it'll hurt a lot if you are hit with this and survive. Well it's going to hurt...a lot.
Chaotic Blood Soldier – (ATK 99KK Approximation) Well prepare to die...
Fifth Helljumper Technique: Dark Liberation – (ATK 99999KKK Approximation) Get a head start...start laying on the ground and stop breathing...
Ultimate Helljumper Technique: ENDWAR – (ATK 99999999999999999KKKKKK Approximation) You will not exist after this...no we are not kidding...
Final Helljumper Technique: Soldier's Deathwish – (ATK 99999999999999999999999KKKKKKKKKKKK Approximation) Get on your knees and start praying to whatever deity you believe in. Then hope that you either get into heaven or you'll burn in hell...
He closed down his pokédex and shook his head in a moment of fatigue, “I'm getting way to old for this...” Professor Stroak shook his head and turned back into the building.
“The other League's are going to have a fit about this information when they see it. I hope Mr. Ranma can protect himself, he'll be the target of every major corporation, Team, League, and cult known in existence, even without the classified information.”
Later...
Ranma and the others entered the pokécenter, Ranma ordered Rira-Ohki to turn in and told the guys to get a private room, so that if they get pulled back home. They won't scare the crap out of people when they get pulled into a dimensional black hole.
Ranma walked up to the counter, surprised that the NurseJoy was still working even though it was past hours. The NurseJoy was watching the computer in front of her intently as if she was waiting for something.
“Uh Ms. Joy?” Ranma asked as he tried to get her attention.
“Aahhh!” She yelped in surprise and fell from her sitting position.
Ranma sweatdropped.
Ranma leaned in and craned his head to see what she was watching. Ranma blinked, 'Hey that bathroom looks familiar...Wait a minute!? That's my bathroom!!' Ranma mentally yelled.
The NurseJoy jumped back up and pressed some random buttons on the keyboard, the video disappeared and it returned back to the desktop. The NurseJoy laughed nervously with her hands fidgeting.
“Is there something I can help you with Mr. Ranma?” She asked as she stared at him brightly.
“Yeah...” Ranma began to sweatdrop, “You have any of those Portable Pokégirl Healing Units I can buy?”
The NurseJoy nodded vigorously and pointed behind her, “Yes, Mr. Ranma. It'll be 450,500 SLC for one PPHU, and an additional 10,000 SLC for an battery pack.”
Ranma blinked as he tallied the numbers together, he brought out his pokédex and brought up his his SLC account. Ranma groaned, “Uh man! I'm short 12,000 SLC. Looks like I can't buy in after all.”
Ranma looked to the NurseJoy and scanned her with his pokédex.
NURSEJOY, the Nursing Pokégirl
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Normal
Frequency : Uncommon, usually found at hospitals and Pokégirl healing centers, has never been found in the wild
Diet : any human style diet, with the preference of vegetables
Role : Nursing
Libido : Average
Strong Vs : Ghost
Weak Vs : Fighting
Attacks : Dodge, Tackle, Honey, Sweet Honey, Royal Honey, Love 'N' Affection, Hugs 'N' Kisses, Heal, Cure, Cura, Curaga, Pray, Multiheal, Omniheal, Revive, Half Revive, Full Revive, Regen, Esuna, Hypnotize, Yell
Enhancements : innate knowledge of human and Pokégirl anatomy, natural affinity for healing
Evolves : Night Nurse (battle stress)
Evolves From : None
NurseJoys, or Joys as they are usually called, are nursing Pokégirls; they can do all healing techniques and will help someone in need by nature. Unfortunately, they rarely, if ever, make good fighters.
NurseJoys were the first species of Pokégirl developed by the Leagues, with the first being born in the year 15 AS. Their development began almost immediately after the earliest Pokécenters opened in 10 AS, once the Leagues realized that they just didn't have the manpower to maintain them all.
Tamers know that it's very handy to have a NurseJoy in their pack, since they can heal the other Pokégirls when they get hurt. NurseJoys don't make good Alphas, though, since they don't feel comfortable with the role of group leader.
While all NurseJoys are born with the capability of learning all of the above techniques, few learn more than half of them in their lifetimes. Most choose to specialize in one or two specific areas and focus on learning the advanced techniques for those. That being said, every single NurseJoy is able to use Dodge, Tackle, Heal, Cure, Revive, Esuna and Yell (which they use to stop struggling patients).
For some unknown reason, all NurseJoys have pink hair. Sometimes it's curly, sometimes it's straight, but it's always a bright, vivid pink. Aside from that similarity, NurseJoys vary in appearance, although a great many of them have pink eyes as well. They stand between 5' even and 5'8", though the average is only 5'2". Their busts range between C-Cups and D-Cups, and are usually, but not always, proportionate to their height.
Ranma blinked at the average description and looked up at the NurseJoy. Sure enough the description was dead on, she had long pink hair that reached her waist. She also had pink eyes that was the same color as her hair. She stood approximately at 5'7'' and her bust was at a D-Cup.
“I'm sincerely sorry Mr. Ranma, about your shortage of SLC.” The NurseJoy apologized as she gave him a slight bow.
Ranma sighed, it wasn't that he needed an PPHU, he could heal his pokégirls with his own powers. However, that would raise questions and suspicions about a Tamer who was out in the wilderness for long amounts of time, and yet all his pokégirls were fully healed and rested, even though most of his pokégirls didn't know how to heal.
“Nah, it's okay.” Ranma waved her off, “I'm starting to wish I had a NurseJoy like you in my Harem. It would make so many things easier for me.” Ranma stated.
The NurseJoy blinked and blushed heavily by his statement. “Well Mr. Ranma, if you want a NurseJoy in your Harem, I could join you if you want...” She trailed off as she stared at the ground.
Ranma blinked, “As helpful as you would be in the Harem. Don't you have to say here because of your job?”
She shook her head, “At a Pokécenter, there is usually at least 2 to 5 NurseJoys working, and they only work for 3 years before they are transferred and new NurseJoys are transferred in. There are of course other pokégirls who work here for more menial tasks and chores. Of course with some paperwork filed through, any NurseJoy can leave with a Tamer as long as the League approves. Although most NurseJoys stay at the pokécenter as most of them don't want to leave the pokécenter and explore the wilderness. The only other time when Tamers have a NurseJoy in their Harem is if a girl thresholds into a NurseJoy and they are able to adopt them. Or they are able to raise a NurseJoy from infancy and are able to take them into their Harems.” The NurseJoy explained. “So if you want, I can fill out the paperwork, and I can be yours.” She said, then she blushed crimson as she realized what she just said.
Ranma blinked, but then smiled nervously, 'I was only kidding!' He patted her on the shoulder, “It's okay, I'm don't want to force you or anything. You probably want to stay here and work. People need you, I'm just some guy.” Ranma explained with a nervous smile.
“Oh...” She said simply as she looked disappointedly and depressively at the ground.
'Oh crap!! She's sad now!!' Ranma panicked. “Look maybe one day, another Tamer greater then me will come and whisk you off your feet. Eh?” Ranma grinned nervously as he placated her. In the moment of panic, Ranma leaned over and gave her a small peck on the forehead, since this method placated young girls in his family quickly.
She looked surprised at the contact, but then immediately brightened up and smiled at him.
“Well since I can't buy the PPHU, do you have any medicines for stress.” Ranma said as he quickly changed the subject.
The NurseJoy nodded at his inquiry, “Yes, we have several types for humans and for pokégirls.”
“Yeah, just give all the stress pills for humans that you have then please.” Ranma ordered as he pushed his pokédex over the counter so that the transaction can be made.
“All of them?” She asked uncertainly.
Ranma nodded.
Later...
After receiving all of his purchases, Ranma quickly walked back to his room with a large amount of pill cases in hand.
As Ranma disappeared from view, the NurseJoy was all alone again, or that's what she thought.
The moment Ranma disappeared, a figure dropped down from the ceiling. The NurseJoy looked momentarily surprise before she recognized the figure. It was the girl that was accompanying Mr. Ranma. One of his pokégirls if she was correct.
Rira-Ohki grinned as she stared up at the healing pokégirl, “So how badly do you want to be part of Master Ranma's Harem?” She asked with a mischievous grin.
Meanwhile...
Ranma entered his room with his cases of pills and immediately felt fifteen pairs of eyes trained onto him.
“Master!!” Hotaru exclaimed and tackled him.
“Ahh!” Ranma yelped as fell onto his back and dozens of pill cases went flying. Soon he was assaulted with questions and other physical female contact.
“So you can fight after all.”
“Master why did your friends hurt you!!”
“Impressive for a human...”
“Are you hurt?”
“How dare they hurt you!!”
“Why didn't you kill them? I know you can.”
“This is why I said we should accompany him.”
“Your from is sloppy, but your attacks are viscous, I commend you for that.”
“Master Ranma! How are your injuries!!”
“Commander, how are your wounds?”
“... ...Master... ... ...”
“Did you enjoy your fight?”
“You should have let me fight them!!”
“Master Ranma, you should not have left without us.”
“I'll never let you out of my sight again!!”
Ranma was continually assaulted with questions and comments by his pokégirls. Until Ranko-Ohki took command of the situation. “Enough, get off Master Ranma!!”
The girls went silent and backed off of Ranma, except Hotaru who stayed on Ranma's chest. Ranko-Ohki gave the Tigress a hard stare who glared back at her Vice Supreme Alpha. But she respected her Master's decisions and thoughts of who he put in charge. So she cautiously and slowly got off Ranma's chest.
Ranko-Ohki picked up one of the pill cases off the ground and gave it a questioning glance. “Anti-Stress Pills, so its that time again and you didn't tell us about it?” She stated as Ranma picked himself off the floor and started gathering the pill cases.
He froze at his wife's accusing tone and sighed tiredly, he set the pills on a nearby counter and walked towards one of the windows. Ranma stared up at the luminescent Moon as it begin its final decent into becoming a full moon. “I figure you guys were busy, so I didn't want to bother you.” Ranma stated as he felt heavily fatigued for some reason.
Ranko-Ohki frowned and walked up behind him. She rapped her knuckles on the back of his head, but he made no movement whatsoever. “Baka...We're your...” Her eyes glanced briefly at the pokégirls in the room, “...Recognition partners. We are aware of nearly everything that goes on in your mind.”
She pulled Ranma into an embrace as she hugged him from the back, she placed her chin on Ranma's shoulder and wrapped her arms around his stomach. She took in his scent and rubbed her head against his cheek. “Remember Ran-kun, we're here to help, and you promised we would share everything.” She whispered as she rubbed her body against his back.
The pokégirls in the room stared at the two with envy and jealousy. A Recognition Bond, something that nearly every pokégirl wanted, but few ever find.
Due to Pokégirl biology, Pokégirls normally bond to a particular Tamer. Those manifesting this common bond regard him (or her) as the pack leader and often defer to that Tamer. This most common bond is a simple physical one, and is referred to as an Alpha Bond.
More powerful and with more long-term effects are the much rarer psychic Bonding that can occur between those Tamers (or pet owners) with high Empathy ratings. It is also dangerous, as there can be a psychic backlash from injuries or death of one affecting the other through the link. The psychic bond usually cannot be broken and so the tradability and combat usefulness of the Pokégirl is much reduced. For typing purposes this has been classified a Delta Class Bond.
Far rarer and much less sought is Recognition. When this occurs it usually means the Tamer must retire. The bond is psychic to some extent, but far stronger than a Bonding. Those who have experienced it describe it as their souls being connected, as if the other somehow makes them complete. So far no study has determined how deep the effect goes though it is quite strong. Psychics have been able to pick up on the link between two who share Recognition quite easily.
It was amazing that their Master could have a Recognition Bond, and still continue being a tamer as pokégirls with Recognition Bonds were quite possessive of their Lover. But it was more amazing that he could have it with more then one Pokégirl with a Recognition Bond.
Ranma pulled Ranko-Ohki off of him and tousled her hair, “Yeah yeah, I remember, and I always keep my promises, remember?” Ranma said as his continence returned.
She smiled at him, but made no comment.
Ranma looked to his pokégirls as they were staring at the two, “Alright come on you guys, it's getting late, go to bed. Those who want to guard and can, take your places. I'm gonna take a shower.” Ranma ordered as his pokégirls followed his orders.
He went up to Hotaru and keeled down to her level, “Oh and I almost forgot, here's a small reward fro winning the pokébattle the other day.” Ranma grinned as he pulled out a stuffed toy from his subspace. It was a teddy version of a Chibi-Ranma, which Ranma created due to it's popularity with the females in his family.
Hotaru squealed in delight and grabbed the stuff Chibi-Ranma and gave it a bone crushing hug. Ranma chuckled her patted her on the head, before standing up and walking into the bathroom.
Benika's eye twitched as the Tigress received more affection from their pigtailed Master. She would get that affection too, no matter what!
Meanwhile...
Ranma groaned in relief as the water hit his body, he washed the sweat and grime off his body from todays earlier activities. The water ran down his body and steam billowed out from the stall. Ranma stretched out his back and heard it pop, the water cascaded off his fades scars and bounced off his Helljumper Tattoo on his right shoulder.
Ranma glanced up and through a small window saw the luminescent light of the moon flow into the shower. He glared at the partially full moon that was lighting up the night sky.
“God Damn You...” Ranma muttered as started to space out.
The Full Moon, something that correlated with so many things with the world around him. The night that crime and violence is believed to increase, the night that turned regular creatures into monstrosities that destroyed everything in their wake, the night that Vampires became most powerful, the night that werewolves transformed into a ferocious beast, and the night that made the Saiyajin race into gigantic were-monkeys. Although a Gorilla in appearance was more appropriate.
Then there was him, because of his 'unique' genetics he was the hybrid of several dozen species, he had all their strengths and lesser versions of their weaknesses. Since he was part Neo-Vampire, because of his wife, Seras. He was affected by the moon as well, which enhanced his Bio-Energy by a large percentage. He wasn't affected at all by the sunlight. Then again, none of the Hellsing vampires, which he was an adopted descendant from, had any weaknesses to the sunlight at all. They just don't like the sunlight.
So his power would be enhanced during the full moon. However it didn't end there, not by a long shot.
He was also part Saiyajin, as well as a multitude of other species that were affected by the moonlight.
Because of this, his foundation DNA, (Abyss DNA) it sort out them all out and correlated all the species together. This had a positive and adverse affect oh his persona.
Now every full moon, he would have a small power boost, but he would be heavily stressed out, agitated, more cynical, more vindictive, more vengeful and...foremost 'twitchy' in his First Wife's words. The worst part was it last longer then one day. Two days before the full moon, he would be 15 percent affected, the day before the full moon, he was affected 65 percent. Then on the day of the full moon during the day, he was affected 95 percent, at night it would shoot straight to Hell, and he would be affected 375 percent.
Ranma sighed as he turned off the water and just let the water drip off his body and hair. He was thankful he had had excellent control over his emotions, else everybody would be affected by his rampage.
Usually during these times, Ranma would just lock himself in a room with a bed and T.V. and with no human contact until the period was done. Usually during these times he would just read a book, drink, modify his weapons, or play some video games that he had imported into his Subspace Transparent Multi-Operational Computer System or STMOCS for short. It was a device that Washuu had created and installed into his bracers.
He wasn't perfect and he was flawed in many ways, he wasn't invincible, though he was close to it though. But his strengths made up for all his faults, a fact that everyone could attest to...if they weren't already dead.
“It is going to be hell tomorrow morning.” Ranma muttered to himself.
Ranma stepped out of the stall and dried himself off. He put on a pair of silk boxers, a white muscle shirt and exited the bathroom.
Ranma stepped back into the darken room and slipped into the bed that a majority of his pokégirls were occupying. Several of the higher level girls were keeping guard, or were sleeping in their pokéballs, they would switch the time they get to sleep with their Master every other day.
Almost immediately after getting into his bed, a pair of arms wrapped themselves around his torso and he felt soft and delicate skin rub itself against his body. Ranma glanced down briefly to see a smattering of blond hair and white feathery wings. 'Teri,' Ranma said to himself as his Angel hugged him.
Then another body scooted itself next to his and almost shyly rubbed it against his. He looked down to see a mop of red...very light red...he couldn't distinguish the color that well right now in the dark, and he was way to lazy to turn on his natural night vision to find out the color. 'Probably Ranko-Ohki or Benika,' He concluded and wrapped his arms around the female figures.
His eyes took on an empty look, then they became cold and indifferent. Soon his eyelids closed and Ranma fell into deep slumber.
The Next Morning...
Ranma yawned as the morning light shined through the window. He felt pressure from several distinct sources around his body, be glanced up see a mop of red fur. Ranko-Ohki was clinging to his scalp and snoring ever so slightly.
He looked down to see Hotaru had curled into a small ball and was sleeping soundly on his chest with the Chibi-Ranma plushie in hand.
He looked to his left to see that Teri had partially wrapped her wings around his body as she was clinging to his arm. He looked to his right to see Rira-Ohki and another pokégirl clinging to his body, Ranma blinked as he stared at the long pink hair that was flayed around his and her body.
'What the hell? Is that the NurseJoy?' Ranma said to himself. “Oh hell no...” Ranma said softly as he realized the implications. Ranma reached over to the dresser next to his bed and picked up his pokédex. He flipped it open and checked his current Harem.
Ranma Dasanteki Chaos
Rank: Level 36
Active Harem:
(Hotaru)Tigress: Level 24
(Yuliya)Vampire: Level 34
(Tatsuni)Vampira: Level 29 (Storage)
(Benika)Enchantress: Level 24 (Storage)
(Shiza)GunValkyrie: Level 39 (Storage)
(Teri)Angel: Level 34 (Storage)
(Sennyo)Elfqueen: Level 36 (Storage) (Tactician Alpha)
(Lira)Samurai: Level 47 (Protection Alpha)
(Jem)Neo-Iczel: Level 44 (Heavy Assault Alpha)
(Kath)Barriermaiden: Level 29 (Storage)
(Lind)Valkyrie: Level 36 (Storage)
(Morrigan)Succubus: Level 38 (Storage)
(Rem)Gladiatrix: Level 44
(Candida)Dark Lady: Level 50 (Magical Assault Alpha)
(Kasuni)NurseJoy: Level 35 (Storage)
Ranma's left eye twitched violently, his eyes glided over to Rira-Ohki who sandwiched the NurseJoy, named Kasuni apparently, between him and her. Ranma sighed in defeat, no matter what, it seemed his wife, Rira-Ohki, would always have a scheme up her sleeves that would apparently be beneficial for his persona, no matter how much he didn't like it.
Unfortunately his movements woke up his pokégirls, Hotaru gave off a small yawn as Ranma gently pushed her off his chest. Teri retracted her wings, but otherwise stayed in her position. Rira-Ohki yawned and stretched out her arms. She blinked when she felt a pair of eyes gazing onto her, she looked to the left to see Ranma giving her a hard stare. Kasuni woke up slowly and looked up at her new Master who was promptly paying attention to something else.
Ranma pointed at the pink haired pokégirl while staring at Rira-Ohki, “Explain.” Ranma ordered.
Rira-Ohki looked towards Kasuni who was staring at the two with a guilty look. Rira-Ohki grinned and gave him a sheepish look, she then switched her look to a childish innocent expression. “Oh Ranma-kun!! You said that you needed a healing pokégirl! So I got one for you.” She said with sparkly eyes and an over cute expression that only she could pull off.
Ranma didn't stop staring at her with a hard expression, Kasuni looked down at the bed spread with a guilty expression. “I'm sorry Mr. Ranma, I'll leave if you want.” Kasuni said softly and started to get out of the bed.
Ranma sighed and gave her a tired expression, “No, it's okay, you're not causing me any problems. Welcome to the family, Kasuni.” Ranma said and pulled the pink haired girl into a hug. Kasuni blushed, but rubbed her back and posterior into Ranma's body.
Rira-Ohki discontinued giving Ranma the cute effect as she frowned at Ranma's initial reaction. “What's wrong with Ranma?” She whispered to Ranko-Ohki. The red cabbit gave her an surprised look.
“The full moon is coming out today! Did you forget??” Ranko-Ohki asked telepathically. Rira-Ohki's eyes widen in disbelief.
“Oh My God, I forgot!!” She exclaimed out loud and looked over to Ranma. “I'm so sorry Ranma!! I forgot about today!” She apologized as she hugged Ranma from behind.
“It's okay Rira-Ohki-chan.” Ranma placated his wife.
Rira-Ohki shook her head furiously and gave him a hard stare. “No its not okay!! I'm your wife, I'm not suppose to forget important things like this. I have to do everything to make you relax today.” Rira-Ohki exclaimed and begin massaging his shoulders in an effort to relax him.
Ranma sighed.
Kasuni fell asleep again in his arms, Hotaru curled into a ball next to Ranma and continued slumbering.
Later...
Ranma, in the good graces of his pokégirls, left to take an 'relaxing' walk outside. And by good graces, he meant that he left without most of them knowing. Though he knew he was going to have to answer to them sooner or later when he came back. He ordered the pokégirls that knew he was leaving to stayed back in the pokécenter and not cause trouble. However many were against the past day's transgressions, so Ranma left with his two bodyguards, Lira and Shiza. Lucky for him, Kath, Candida, and Jem were still sleeping in their pokéballs so they didn't follow him.
Unfortunately it seemed that Blaze and Hiro had phased out early in the morning, and only Naruto was left around. At the moment, both Lira and Shiza were regarding Naruto with hostile stares and distrusting looks.
His cabbits/wives at the moment were currently occupied doing something important so he left them at the pokécenter.
Right now, while he was taking his 'relaxing' walk, it was anything, but relaxing. People and pokégirls were whispering around him, pointing at him, and regarding him with curiosity. Policemen and OfficerJennys were giving him leeway and a small nod of their head. Apparently, they respected a person who paid their dues and fines for breaking the law.
Ranma was agitatedly walking down the street, he was popping a white pill into his mouth every 3 seconds. The Anti-Stress pills weren't working as well as he wanted them to, he had already gone though 32 pill boxes. There were only a few pill boxes left, and he was starting to regret buying the large case of Anti-Stress pills.
“Dude you are stressed out!” Naruto exclaimed as he was walking besides Ranma.
Ranma gave him a glare, “No!? Really??” He growled with heavy amounts of sarcasm.
Naruto sighed as his agitated friend continued walking aimlessly through the port city. “Well I'm out of ideas on how to reduce your stress, we tried fighting, you've tried Anti-Stress Pills, and we've tried alcohol...Wait. Did the Alcohol work any?”
Ranma blinked and looked back at the blond haired man, “Actually, yes it did. Not a lot though, but yeah it kinda worked.” Ranma replied as his pokégirls blinked and stared at him.
“So should we get something to drink? It's pretty early.” Naruto asked as he jabbed his thumb at a private and secluded bar hidden away from public view.
“Eh, what the hell.” Ranma shrugged with slumped shoulders, “Let's waste all my money, I can always make more.” Ranma recalled his pokégirls into their pokéballs, before going into the bar.
Ranma lead the way to the bar where two Amachamps were standing at the front entrance, apparently guarding the pub. Ranma and Naruto walked up to the door, but one of the pokégirls stepped into his path.
“Where do you think you're going buddy?” She asked with a tone of arrogance.
“Inside.” Ranma said simply with an icy tone.
“I don't think so. This is only for 'special' folks with the right requirements.” She said with a smirk.
“The f&#k! Either we get in, or they'll be some ass kickings! Believe it!!” Naruto exclaimed angrily.
Suddenly the two pokégirls stepped back and the one on the left opened the door for them. “Welcome, Sirs. Please Enjoy your stay.” The Amachamp spoke politely as she slightly bowed.
Ranma and Naruto blinked, apparently the door was password opened, and Naruto had said the password. “What the hell? Please don't tell me that 'Believe it' is the password.” Ranma said telepathically to Naruto as they walked into the bar.
They walked into the clean, yet seedy bar. There were less then reputable characters sitting around the bar. There were Milktits wearing waitress clothes a size too small for their bodies. The Milktits were going around serving drinks and getting groped every few seconds. There was a Taverngirl standing as a bartender along with a big burly man, both who were cleaning mugs for no apparent reason.
Ranma and Naruto ignored all of this, as did the current patrons as their entrance created no movement among the crowd and they were virtually ignored. The two Helljumpers walked up to the front of the stall and ordered the strongest drink they could find.
“Hmm, didn't we take a vow that we would never go to seedy bar again after the last time?” Naruto said silently through his link.
Ranma shrugged and replied, “Right now I don't care dude. And YOU took that vow, not me. Remember your training Naruto, the best information can be found in seedy little places like this, just listen closely and don't draw attention to yourself unless needed to.”
Naruto frowned but followed Ranma's advice, the Taverngirl came by and placed two large mugs in front of the two men. She gave them both a subtle analytical stare, she then gave off a carnal grin as she see saw the muscles hidden under their clothes.
Ranma's bracer beeped silently as he was reaching for his beer mug. Ranma frowned and looked towards Naruto discreetly. “Wait right here. I'm gonna go to the restroom for a minute.” Ranma whispered discreetly as Naruto nodded.
Ranma slid off his stool and walked into the single occupant unisex restroom. Ranma closed the door behind him and locked the door. He flicked on the light and leaned against the door, apparently waiting for something.
Suddenly in the small restroom a blue portal appeared in the air and a body fell out. Ranma caught the body in midair and watched as the portal closed up after itself. He looked down at the body and blinked in surprise.
A feminine body shifted in his hands as a soft, “Oh My!” was uttered.
The body turned and a pair of brown eyes met his, “Oh my! Hello Ranma-kun!” His Fifth Wife exclaimed as she hugged him and gave him a small kiss.
His Fifth Wife, Kasumi Dasanteki Chaos. A Special Generation Helljumper, and Head of the Medic and Healing Class and Saint Soldier, Elite Officer. Like all Helljumpers she was a force to be reckon with, even though she was a Healer and Medic. Especially when she brought out her 'guns', The Desert Dragon Mk. II and The Silver Rose.
She stood at approximately 5'9'' and had a very feminine figure, something that the Akane in his time was greatly jealous of. She had a very large bust barely contained in her shirt and long flowing brown hair. She was wearing long blue pants and a white shirt that accumulated her figure. She was wearing the Saint Soldiers jacket that he and the other guys were wearing to show her rank.
Ranma smiled slightly and gently let down Kasumi. “Hello Kasumi-chan, it's nice to see you again. Did the others get back safely?” He asked as Kasumi patted down her clothes.
Kasumi nodded at him sweetly as she looked back up at him. “Yes, Blaze and Hiro made it back just this morning. I got Washuu to fill up my Universal Matrix Dominator and I was able to be sent to you. The others wanted to come along, but they had to fill up their own matrices.”
“Do you know when they'll be able to come back?” Ranma asked.
“In about a 2-3 weeks, they'll be able to get back since they'll be cutting in line to get refilled. I'm lucky because I' saturated enough with your Chaos Essence to easily get to you.” Kasumi explained as smiled expectantly at him, “And they explained what was happening when they got back, I'm here to help you during Full Moon Crisis.”
Ranma smiled at her, her presence alone calmed and placated part of his being. Then again she was Kasumi, The Angel of the Helljumpers, the most beloved and sweetest member of their family.
“Thanks Kasumi-chan. I appreciate it.” Ranma thanked.
Kasumi's smiled wider and shook her head, “Baka Ranma-kun, I'm your wife, I would do anything for the love of my life.” She stated as she hugged him and rubbed her head against his chest.
“Well come on, Naruto's probably getting lonely.” Ranma suggested as he unlocked the door and exited the restroom with Kasumi as she released him.
Naruto blinked as he saw Ranma walk out of the restroom followed by Kasumi. He quickly concealed his surprise and looked back to his mug. Apparently the patrons in the bar ignored him for the most part.
Ranma sat back at the counter with Kasumi sitting next to him and placing her head on his shoulder. He took a sip from his mug while Kasumi declined anything to drink of the Taverngirl. He resumed what he was advising Naruto to do.
Ranma adjusted his Saint Soldier's jacket and extended his hearing. Soon all of the conversations became loud and clear.
“So the bitch finally gave out. Took out half the team, but the pokégirls can be replaced-”
Ranma frowned and switched frequencies on the conversations.
“You're gay-”
Unimportant, next one.
“I hear Team Trauma is coming to town for a buy off of some rare pokégirls that were recently discovered on a newbie tamer.”
“Yeah, I heard Team Rocket as well as some small wannabe copies are coming for them as well. But who's the seller?”
“Heard that it was some Pirate group, a group of semi-feral Buttaneers, She-Captains, and other pirate oriented pokégirls. Apparently they're smart enough to know how to make money even without a male around.”
“Yeah, sounds enticing. Hear they're gonna put on a public display and there's gonna be some kind of shield generator. Forbidden Tech apparently. Keeps the good guys away and the police at bay.”
“Yeah it does, but I'm not gonna go and buy. I'll come to check it out and see the pokégirls though.”
“Why aren't you going? I hear the pokégirls on sale are on the very rare list with some specialties. A Samurai, An Enchantress, A Neo-Iczel, A Barriermaiden. Even a tamed and controlled Dark Lady. Pretty rare if you ask me.”
Ranma frowned, 'It couldn't be? Could it?' Ranma continued listening on.
“I hear that the Limbec Pirates are coming to put down the sell and take the pokégirls for themselves. Not only that, other pokégirls pirates are coming to try and steal the stolen pokégirls and sell them for their own profit.”
“Shit. That takes away my enthusiasm. Though I feel sorry for the guy who's losing all his pokégirls. I hear that most of the pokégirls are being taken off one tamer.”
“F&#k... He must be one hell of a tamer to catch that many rare pokégirls.”
Ranma's frowned inside, this was something he had to check out later on. Ranma made eye contact with Naruto who nodded at him silently. Ranma tapped on Kasumi's shoulder to signal that they were leaving. Naruto gulped down the last of the alcohol as did Ranma. He put the mug down and was about to stand up when a commotion started up nearby.
A Penance fell against the counter and knocked over his mug with some remaining alcohol residue and Kasumi's stool. Luckily she didn't fall because she was already standing.. A Tamer, apparently a semi-veteran, angrily walked after her with a Ronin by his side.
“You think you can run away from me!! You're my f#&ken property! You're my f#&ken slut!! It took a lot of money for me to track you down, but I f#&ken found you, you stupid bitch!!”
Everyone in the Tavern watched with detached interest, except the pokégirls who were staring at the scene with seething anger.
Ranma frowned as he stood up, this was none of his business. But this guy had picked the wrong day to indirectly f#&k with him.
The Tamer looked up at him with a defiant stare, “What the f&#k are you looking at bitch!! This doesn't involve you!!” He yelled at Ranma, apparently not understanding the danger he was in.
The Penance looked up at him in fear before turning back to her tamer and shivered under his glare.
“You bothered me,” Ranma said simply, giving the tamer an icy glare.
“What are you gonna do about it?! Can't you see I'm busy!!” The tamer yelled back.
Faster then the opposing tamer could see Ranma grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up from the ground. Before the Ronin could react to her tamer being harmed, Naruto appeared behind and delivered a swift chop to the back of her neck, knocking her out.
The tamer was being choked as his body flailed to escape, his arms grabbed Ranma's arm in an attempt to release himself. “Now listen up ass munch. I'm not in the mood to be f&#ked with today. Unfortunately you did. You have a Penance I see, I guess that means that you were treating her badly. Guess what I'm gonna do to you.” Ranma growled.
He squeezed the tamer's neck making him struggle even more. Then there was a soft crack and then the tamer fell limp. Ranma stared on with uncaring eyes at the dead body, Ranma dropped him unceremoniously on the ground and switched his sights onto the Penance.
“As for you...” Ranma started as she shivered under his gaze with fear. “Don't let assholes like him treat you like that. You have your own damn life, so go and live it. If someone stands in the way of your goal then knock him down and keep going. Understand?” Ranma asked.
The Penance stared at him with wide eyes filled with wonder, but nodded anyhow.
“Good. Now if you excuse me, I have some...pirates to kill.” Ranma declared as he walked out of the bar with Naruto and Kasumi in tow.
Naruto gave the body one last glance and muttered under his breath, “F&#ken weakling.”
Kasumi did not even give the body a glance as she ignored the dead man and followed Ranma.
The people in the bar stared at the three Helljumpers with awe and minor fear. Unknown to the group, a pair of green eyes were trailing after them with a feminine smile. She fold her arms under her impressive assets as her smile turned into a grin. “How very interesting...” She whispered to herself.
The pokégirl next to her blinked and stared at the woman. “Mistress?”
“A Pokéboy...” She said as she returned the pokédex back into her pocket.
A few hours ago...
Rira-Ohki and Ranko-Ohki had left the pokécenter a few minutes after Ranma had left to gather some materials for some special preparations. The two Supreme Alphas had left the remaining Alphas in charge to take care of the harem.
When some wanted to leave and look for their Master, Sennyo relayed Ranma's direct command to them all, which was stay in the pokécenter. This of course made the pokégirls very restless and agitated.
So they all went to different places throughout the pokécenter to work out their frustrations.
Tatsuni and Yuliya both frowned as they stood in the corner of the room their Master had rented. Morrigan, was sleeping on the bed and had the covers pulled over her head.
“I feel...restless...” Tatsuni breathed out as she stood by her former mistress, which she still retained a small graining of loyalty to.
The Vampire frowned as she looked down at her former ward. “Yes. Becoming feral does that to you.” She replied.
“When ...is Master Ranma...taming us?” Tatsuni asked out as she huddled against her leathery wings.
Yuliya frowned, she looked at the streams of light flowing into the room by the product of the suns rays. “I think Master is waiting, haven't you notice something strange about our feral state?”
The younger pseudo vampiric girl glared at her, “No...not with all t-the com...comm-...trouble lately.” Tatsuni growled out as she had difficulty saying the words.
The Vampire frowned at her further, “It's been almost 6 weeks since we've been with Master Ranma. 8 weeks since we've been tamed, and since then, we still retain 95 percent of our intelligence. Is that not strange at all considering the minimum tamings we need?” Yuliya asked as she looked listlessly up at the ceiling.
The younger girl frowned, “Yes...is strange.”
“Master is doing something to us, something that we don't know about apparently. He's keeping us tame somehow apparently just through kisses, and hugs. Though not as pleasuring as taming, it's still quite satisfying.”
“Master very...tricky.” Tatsuni implied as she caught on.
BOOOOOOMMMKRRFFF!!
Suddenly an explosion blew through the wall of the building covering the two girls with ash and covering the room with dust and rubble. The two pokégirls ducked when the explosion went off, they both fell into a ready position baring their fangs and claws. Ranma's Succubus sat upright from the bed at the start of the sound and had a Shadow Blade in hand.
As the dust cleared a number of pokégirls stood at the opening, one pokégirl at the front grinned maliciously at the two and started waving her hand in a intricate pattern.
Tatsuni and Yuliya shot off from their position and darted towards the pokégirls. Morrigan jumped from the bed, sword first towards the bevy of Pirate Pokégirls. Then a bright light appeared from the front pokégirl's hands and encompassed the two vampiric girls as well as the sex demon. There was a high pitched whine being emitted through the room.
Yuliya and Tatsuni screamed as they felt the light sear into their skin, soon darkness overwhelmed their minds and took over their consciousness. Morrigan gritted her teeth as the concentrated sound disrupted her being. She felt like her body was being ripped apart slowly as the vibrations in the air strummed her body.
Morrigan couldn't take it anymore, she screamed as she made a last ditch effort and threw her Shadow Blade at the offending pokégirl before finally succumbing to the concentrated sound and passing out.
The Shadow Blade twirled through the air and caught the sound and light emitting pokégirl in the neck. The pokégirl writhed in pain as the blade permeated her neck and the blood began gushing out, the blade flickered out of existence as it's Master was out of action. Blood poured freely down her chest as she fell to the ground holding her neck.
Her sister pokégirls ran to her side, but it was already too late.
Meanwhile...
Jem growled as she punched the floor shaking the foundation of the pokécenter. Luckily for the building, the training center of the building was heavily reinforced for these reasons.
Rem jumped back and sprinted forward, two swords at the ready. She made a downward slash and combo it with an horizontal flash and thrust. Just like Ranma had taught her.
Unfortunately Jem had recognized this combo and this in term made her wholly more angry. That was an attack he was suppose to teach a superior pokégirl like her!! How dare her mate teaches such a low and inferior Pokégirl!! Even if she didn't fully respect Ranma, he was her mate, and in her mind, she was entitled to some of his personal matters, as he was to hers.
Jem jumped back and summoned an Energy Blade, she slammed the blade down as hard as she could at Rem. Rem crossed her swords into an X and blocked the attack, however the force pushed her towards the ground.
The audience were watching with peering eyes. There were some other pokégirls who belong to other tamers milling around the training area. There were six pokégirls in the area that belonged to Ranma. Jem and Rem, who were 'sparring', Hotaru, Lind, and Sennyo, who were watching from the sides, and Candida who was standing in the corner and regarding everything with a cold and condescending stare.
“You seem agitated by something.” Rem remarked as she rolled back from the attack.
Jem smirked at her as she unsummoned her sword, “Don't make excuses weakling!!” She shouted as she charged at the sandy haired pokégirl.
Rem shook her head in silent disbelief, “Still with that arrogant attitude of yours?” Rem performed an outwards slashing maneuver at the Neo-Iczel. She jumped back and performed an omnipotent Burst attack.
Temporarily distracting the Gladiatrix, Jem charged forward with a charging Magic Fist attack.
Rem, performed an modified Sword Dance to cancel out the attack. She spun quickly and rotated her blades, making her a living buzz saw.
“Is something going on between the two?” Hotaru asked as she watched the spar with milling interest.
Sennyo gave a wry smile at the spar, “More like something going on between Master and the power struggle in the Harem, Hotaru-chan.” Sennyo replied as she pulled the Tigress into a small hug.
The Valkyrie chuckled at Sennyo's insinuations, “Yes, the power struggle. We got four Alphas, and two higher tier Aphas. Not to mention the superiority complex that most of the Harem has.”
“Superiority complex?” Hotaru asked as she looked up at the two taller and older pokégirls.
Lind nodded at her. “Not to mention...” Lind's eyes shifted to the corner of the room where Candida was standing and glaring at everyone.
“So what do you think of our Master?” Sennyo asked as she looked away from the fight.
Lind's face contorted into a frown as she put her face into a thinking expression. “He is... strange to say the least. The fact that he's keeping Infernal and Celestial pokégirls in the same harem, and the fact that there hasn't been any problems or casualties so far is the attest to his leader ability. I assume he's powerful if he can keep so many of us and control two Infernal pokégirls.”
“So you like him?” Sennyo asked again.
Lind smiled slightly and looked at the Elfqueen, “Yes, I do like him...he's quite friendly and he knows how to defend himself. He's also very affectionate to us and doesn't force us to do many things...he treat us kinda like we're...human.”
Hotaru jumped into the air in excitement, “ I LOVE Master Ranma!! He's so sweet, kind, affectionate, and loving. He's so warm, soft, and cuddly!!” Hotaru gushed out in excitement.
The two older pokégirls smiled at the young Tigress. “Of course you would say that. You steal most of the attention and you're always hugging him. You never let us have any time with him.” Sennyo admonished as the Tigress took on a wide eye expression.
“Oh my gosh!! I'm so sorry!! I'll let you have him more this time! I'll share him later tonight!! I'm sorry!” Hotaru apologized hurriedly.
The two pokégirls chuckled at their joke and at the little Tigress. Suddenly a sandy haired woman landed amongst their feet. The Neo-Iczel landed in front of them, slightly dirtied and tired.
“I win...” Jem declared as she walked towards the group.
Hotaru glared at the white haired pokégirl as she walked towards them. However Jem ignored her and walked towards Rem.
Suddenly a pink haze appeared all around the area, it was sweet smelling and intoxicating.
Perhaps not the smartest thing to do, Hotaru tried to check the scent by inhaling it. As soon as it entered her nostrils, she fell to the ground and fell asleep.
“Sleeping Powder!!” Candida screamed as she tried to hold her breath and scanned the room. Unfortunately nearly all the pokégirls were asleep, Ranma's pokégirls, with the exception of Lind, were already asleep. Rem and Jem, apparently tired out from their spar, were the first ones out of action. Lind stayed up longer then the rest, but it was inevitable as she was assaulted by the surprise attack.
“Damn you!!” The Infernal Pokégirl screamed as she fired off Power Bolt after Power Bolt at the surrounding walls and ceiling. However, her vision was blurring, she fell to the ground as she fought off the overwhelming feeling of drowsiness. She fired off six more Power Bolts into the area. Before falling to the ground asleep, she saw the shape of a pokégirl walk up to her with a smile.
“Damn Dark Lady...At least you're worth the amount of money your little body can bring in.” The Buttaneer sneered as she stared down at Candida.
She looked back at her group and barked at a nearby Hound, “How many casualties?”
“Damn Bitch alone took out six of us, four wounded and they have to be taken back to the ship.” The Hound informed her as she began picking up unconscious pokégirls.
“Oh your little ass will bring in the money or else.” The Buttaneer growled as she grabbed Candida by the face and yelled at her unconscious face.
Meanwhile in another area...
Benika was seething as she sat in a corner and sulked. Teri, Kath, and Kasuni stared at the brown haired girl with sweatdrops.
“Something wrong Benika?” Teri asked softly as she touched the small girls shoulder. Benika whipped her head around and glared at the Angel.
“I'm not getting any attention from Master!! That damn kitten turned Tigress keeps taking up all the attention!!” Benika whined as she continued sulking in her corner.
“Now, now, Benika.” Kath admonished as she looked down at the girl, “You know for a fact that Master Ranma treats us all fairly and divides up his attention and affection for all of us. The only reason it seems like Hotaru is getting more attention is because you think she's getting more attention.”
Benika just continued frowning and grumbling as she tried to accept Kath's words. “You know I'm right.” Kath crossed her arms and stared down at her.
Benika looked up at the Barriermaiden and asked, “How far is Master Ranma right now?”
Kath frowned as she answered, “Approximately 800 meters away from my position. Why?”
“That's rather far away for 5 feet.” She stated as she watched the statement hit Kath like ton of bricks.
Soon, Kath wrapped herself with her arms and began paling and hyperventilating rapidly, “Oh Master Ranma, you're so far away. I don't like you being so far away...” Kath mumbled as she walked around nervously in a circle. “Oh why did you order us to stay here...”
Benika watched with a small amount of satisfaction as the Barriermaiden become a nervous wreck. Teri frowned as she watched her Harem sister become emotionally distressed.
“That wasn't very nice,” Teri said as Kasuni began soothing and placating the Barriermaiden.
“I want attention and affection...” Benika muttered under her breath.
BOOOOOMMKRR!!
Before anyone could retort to Benika's statement a explosion rocked the building and blew out the wall. Debris and large pieced of shrapnel flew out at the pokégirls, because of the distractions from earlier, the Ranma's pokégirls were not prepared.
A large chuck of concrete nailed Kath in the head, knocking her out, and the force of the blast had knocked out Benika, who was closest to the wall. Kasuni and Teri were knocked to the floor.
Suddenly a group of pokégirls stormed into the building, Teri stood up and blinked as she was accosted by a large number of Pirate oriented pokégirls, who were pointing weapons at her.
She knew when she didn't have a chance and was out gunned. Teri in a show of surrender, raised her hand into the air. A pokégirl walked up behind her and slammed the pommel of her sword onto the back of Teri's head, knocking her out.
“Hey don't damage the merchandise!” A Buttaneer exclaimed as she frowned at the Daimon, who looked up with a snarl.
Another pokégirl walked over to where Kasuni was slowly getting up, and grabbed her the scruff of her shirt. “A NurseJoy, huh? We'll keep you, you'll be especially useful to us.” The Pokégirl smirked as she looked over to the others, “Hey take this NurseJoy back to the ship...and tame her thoroughly...” She laughed as she shoved the pinked haired girl to the other pokégirl who caught her and grinned.
“Oh yes, we're gonna have fun with you.” The Hound chuckled darkly as she stared into Kasuni's fear filled eyes.
Meanwhile...
Ranko-Ohki and Rira-Ohki, who were both in their Cabbit forms, were watching with worried expressions from the roof of the pokécenter, as Ranma's Pokégirls as well as many others, were being carted out of the raided pokécenter.
“ Should we go down and take them all back?” Ranko-Ohki asked as she frowned.
Rira-Ohki shook her head slowly as she watched the girls being carted out of the building. “No if we save them now, there will be no catalyst for the fight later on.”
Ranko-Ohki stared at her sister cabbit with wide eyes, “So you want him to lose some stress through fighting?”
Rira-Ohki nodded her head, “It's something he enjoys and loves. It's a sure thing that'll relax him a bit. The fight from yesterday barely put a dent into the building pressure.”
“So a blood bath then?” Ranko-Ohki asked.
“Yes, their will be a big blood bath, but anything for our beloved husband right?” Rira-Ohki asked with a small smile as she turned over to Ranko-Ohki.
“You're so evil Rira-Ohki.” Ranko-Ohki declared as she shook her head slowly at her sister.
Rira-Ohki grinned sheepishly as she rubbed the back of her head. Something that she had apparently inherited from Ranma.
Later...
Ranma, Naruto, and Kasumi walked out of the bar and looked out into the street where many people where running in panic. Officers and OfficerJennys were running towards the harbor, while a minority of them ran towards the pokécenter.
Ranma frowned as he noted with interest that their were large black smoke trails, trailing into the air. He noted that they were all coming from the pokécenter. 'That's not good,' he thought absently.
Ranma looked over to the harbor, where a large amount of ships and some small blimps were conglomerating. There was a slight bluish haze over the area, which Ranma noted was a shield. 'So they had already taken them huh?' Ranma said absently.
Without thought or doubt, Ranma walked towards the harbor in a calm motion, while Kasumi and Naruto looked at each other with slight worry.
“Do you get the feeling that something really bad is going to happen...to another person?” Naruto asked.
“Doesn't it usually Naruto-kun?” Kasumi replied.
They both sighed and ran after Ranma who was pushing through the crowd of running people.
Meanwhile...
Two figures were sneaking through the alleyways wearing large black cloaks. Their cloaks parted slightly to show pale skin with many runic tattoos etched into the skin.
Sanctuary Goths...
“Do you sense her?”
The other Sanctuary Goth nodded at her, “Yes she's running towards the harbor.
The other Sanctuary Goth nodded and then they both sprinted through the alleyways towards the harbor.
Meanwhile
The Tigress like pokégirl was darting through the alleyways as looked around her suspiciously.
'Those Sanctuary Goths are getting closer,' she mumbled to herself. She looked towards the opening and saw a multitude of boats and blimps converging on one point in the harbor.
She raised her eyebrow, but put her head in thought. “Population...will they look for me there?” She said to herself.
She nuzzled her striped dark blue fur as she breathed tiredly. Her eyes blinked red as the sclera of her eye shone a dark red.
What was she?
She was an Ebony Tigress...
She was running from the Sanctuary Goths that were chasing her, she thought that if she ran into the populated city. They wouldn't look for her there, unfortunately the Sanctuary Goths were more tenacious then she thought they were. So they chased her into the city.
The Ebony Tigress took another deep breath before running towards the harbor.
Meanwhile...
On a certain roof, a pokégirl in white silken robes cackled evilly as she watched the pawns in her scheme come all together.
She had started a rumor about a newbie tamer with some very high level pokégirls. She had subtly informed the team groups about the sell off. She informed the other pirate pokégirls about the sell off.
And best of all her newest interest was in town to witness her plan. This Ranma, as he called himself, was in town. Unknown to her at the time. If she knew he was in town he would be incorporated into destruction as well.
Oh well, he will witness her prowess. The other reason why she was so interested by this Ranma person, was because he reminded her so very much of her passed away beloved 'Commander'.
Not just in appearance, but also in mannerism. If she were to ever have a male lover, she would just force herself onto this Ranma person. It would be satisfactory in the end. Though her friend, Macavity was still confused about her interest in the Alternate Tamer.
Then again Macavity had her own agenda with the Alternate Ranma. He was VERY interesting, and she wanted to engage in a taming session with him. Though they had lost track of him when he left the first town he was in.
They heard again of his appearance in the city.
Oh look there he is now.
Macavity watched with milling interest as she watched Ranma marched though the crowd with two people following him.
He seemed agitated for some reason. Macavity frowned as her eyes trailed after Ranma, something was off about him today.
Ranma glanced at her, but passed her off as a minor annoyance.
Macavity blinked, did the Alternate Ranma just see her and ignore her?
Meanwhile...
A pokégirl hissed as she scanned the city for her most hated enemy.
The pokégirl had dark black scales and a semi lizard-like face. Her hair was a dark gray in color, and kept kept short. She had large wings that were unusually flexible and could be folded up completely against their backs. Her tail are long and ridged with spines at the tip, allowing her to use it for deadly flailing attacks. Her eyes were coal black, and had a distinctive marking in a stylized white skull on her foreheads.
She knew they were here! They were chasing after something, but what?
She sensed that there were many people running towards the harbor. She watched carefully and spotted a few shadows moving towards the harbor among the alleyways.
The Terminatrix glared as she looked up and saw that there were a multitude of aerial and nautical vehicles converging on the harbor. Her Tamer, who was drafted for her purposes, climbed up to the roof, out of breath. He fell against the hard concrete and breathed heavily as his chest pump up and down.
The Terminatrix glanced back at him in disdain.
“We're moving again. The S-Goths are running towards the harbor.” She stated and stood up. Her Tamer was about to make a scathing retort, but withheld his tongue when she gave him an icy glare.
Meanwhile...
The G-Poindexter glared at the pokégirls they had captured in frustrations. They couldn't capture any of these pokégirls with their deviated and modded pokéballs. Their collars were of the strangest and highest grade quality and material she had ever encountered.
“What's the problem?” A She-Captain asked as she walked into the brig and stared at the piles of unconscious pokégirls.
“I can't capture any of these pokégirls,” She growled as she pointed at Ranma's specific pokégirls. “These 12 pokégirls have some kind of collar on with technology I've never seen before. None of our Forbidden or Lost Tech can even put a dent on them.”
The She-Captain frowned, but shrugged, “No matter, just throw them into the pulse cage and put them on display, we're gonna sell them right now if we can. It seems we got some Limbec Pirates on our trail.”
G-Poindexter blinked at her, “Already? But we just got them.”
“We got some Team Rocket and Trauma Team Members on our asses already. It seems most would rather steal the merchandise then buy them. Fortunately I got some old friends from when I was still Human, still in the Team organizations.” The She-Captain explained as she looked towards the dozens of unconscious girls.
She frowned as she felt a foreboding feeling coming upon her. She looked around the wooden hallway, but shrugged off the feeling.
“No stop it!!” A pink haired girl screamed as a pair of Piratits and Buttaneers grabbed her and began tearing off her clothes. The She-Captain glanced at the force taming with detached interest before shrugging and started walking towards the upper deck.
“Shut up pinky!!” The Buttaneer sneered as she tore off Kasuni's bra and panties. She threw the girl on the ground and straddled her.
“Oh we're gonna have fun!” A Piratit laughed as she held Kasuni's hands down.
The NurseJoy cried silently as one of the Buttaneers invaded her mouth with her tongue.
Later...
Ranma had to push through a crowd of people to get to the blue shimmering bubble. He had saw a cat like pokégirl wearing heavy amounts of leather staring at him from the roof tops, but ignored her all the same.
He put his hand into his jacket and felt out his handguns. Ranma nodded in satisfaction when he felt that both of his guns were loaded and ready to go. He had a knife hidden in each sleeve, pocket, waist area, thigh area, behind his shoulders, among his forearms. And of course there were thousands of more in his subspace, not to mention the loads of magazines, shells, rounds, drums and extended cartridges, mounting in his subspace.
He knew he was going to use some explosives if that came to be, and thousands of explosive devices were primed and ready for detonation.
Though he didn't like to admit it to everyone he knew. Ranma LOVED fighting, he loved conflict, he loved war. It was something he was raised with since he was small, it was part of his genetics, he was part Saiyajin, a race nicknamed Planet Destroyers, for their unsatisfied want of fighting and destroying. As well as many other races he didn't want to go into right now.
For some reason, the fact that he was in danger, got his blood pumping and his adrenaline flowing. In the battlefield he was happy, he was excited, he was hyper, he felt like he was... alive in some ways.
He loved the sound of explosions riddling the area and throwing dirt, body parts, and shrapnel into the air, the sound and smell of bullets being fired and flying all around him. Or when he was in another universe, the feeling of plasma as it burned though the air, the Melta and Thermal bombs going off, Bolter rounds flying in every direction, and the sweet satisfaction of feeling his blade slice through flesh, metal, or other assorted materials.
Yeah it was kind of messed up, but it was an addiction he loved all the same...
Though it was kind of a Catch-22 addiction. War and fighting, though it brought him satisfaction and a feeling of being alive, was kind of like cigarette smoking. It damaged him in many emotional, physical, and psychological ways...when he was younger. Now he was all but desensitized to nearly all the negative impacts of war, since he had destroyed his own mortality as a human person.
'I'm such a messed up person...' Ranma grinned grimly as he thought about his life and mannerisms.
Ranma moved through the crowd and reached the front of the crowd and shimmering bubble. Ranma studied the bubble as it soared high into the sky from the ground and prevented anyone from entering. At the bottom it was being powered and generated by a multitude of strange glowing cylindric tubes, Forbidden Tech apparently.
On the other side of the of shield, there were hundreds, almost thousands of pokégirls standing around watching the crowd and police as they tried to penetrate the shield. There were dozens more in cages and or imprisoning devices as they were held for display and sell.
'A pretty damn gutsy move, but a morale breaker and a sense of uselessness synthesizer nonetheless.' Ranma predicted as he studied the rogue pokégirls. Team groups were moving off from the boats and blimps as they came to purchase and inspect wares for sell. They all sneered or laughed arrogantly at the police and people who couldn't do anything to save their own pokégirls.
Ranma looked to the left and saw his Analog as well as the Analog of Keiichi Morisato, a friend back in his universe trying to come up with a plan to rescue the imprisoned pokégirls. To his right was his old acquaintance, Ash Sexum talking with his pokégirls, apparently trying to plan something as well. Across the crowd, at a fore section of the road, was another Analog he knew very well. Tenchi Misaki was standing there and staring at the scene with a frown. Next to him was an Neo-Iczel, presumably Ryoko from what he could see, Ayeka, a Shrine Maiden, and Washuu, a Supe-Bra Genius.
Ranma frowned when he noticed something very peculiar about the people around him, there were a lot of Celestial Pokégirls. Most of the crowd was composed of them, as they had apparently dragged their tamers here.
Ranma stared though the bubble like shield and spotted nearly all of his own pokégirls being held in a cage of their own, all awake and trying to bust out of their prison. He frowned when he saw that Kasuni wasn't among them. His pokégirls made eye contact with him and looked at him with despair. His Dark Lady and Neo-Iczel made brief eye contact with him and looked away, apparently ashamed and angry at themselves.
Ranma grinned as he felt the upcoming event that he was going to cause. Ranma looked to his side as he spotted a Mini-Top with a shotgun strapped to her back. Apparently a modified Benelli M4 Super 90 with an attached magazine cartridge to provide more ammunition.
Ranma felt around in his subspace and then pulled out a box of 3 inch shotgun shells. Not regular shells mind you, Armor Piercing shotgun shells with the little metal balls in the shells that were spiked to maximize damage. Each shell was infused with Ranma's Ki, a bit of Elemental Ki, and were enchanted with the Magicka spell: Magic School of Destruction: Daedric Flame.
Ranma grabbed the shotgun off her back and popped the magazine open. The Mini-Top blinked when she realized someone had taken the shotgun off her back. She growled angrily at Ranma as he began taking out the inefficient shells and let them dropped to the ground.
Ranma eyes flickered to her briefly and momentarily paused to pull something out of his subspace. He pulled out a KA-BAR knife and dropped it into her hands. “Here play with this. I'm borrowing your shotgun for a while.” Ranma informed her as he began loading the shotgun with the modded 3 inch shotgun shells. Her eyes became wide and sparkly as she began examining the black blade.
He pumped the shotgun and shouldered it. Ranma walked around the OfficerJenny keeping the crowd away from the blue shimmering bubble shield. He lightly touched the shimmering bubble and it shocked and slightly burned his skin. Ranma clicked his tongue as he watched his skin rapidly heal itself. People were beginning to notice him and what he what he doing.
Ranma pulled out his two pokéballs and unleashed his Samurai and GunValkyrie. The two blinked as the red light receded and everything came into picture. Before they could question their Master on what was going on, Ranma interrupted them. “Lira, I want perimeter control, anybody that steps out of this blue shield, dies. Understand.” Ranma ordered as Lira nodded slowly.
He switched to Shiza as she was scanning the people in the blue bubble. “Shiza, I want covering fire and perimeter control. Kill anyone that steps out of the bubble unless I say so. Any airships that try to escape, blow them out of the sky.” Ranma ordered as she saluted at him crisply.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he noted two small creatures hiding in the rooftops. He glanced back at Naruto and Kasumi. “Kasumi. Naruto. I need you on ground and air control, destroy anyone that tries to escape. Naruto I'm depending on you to destroy any blimps or pokégirls trying to escape by air. Rira-Ohki, Ranko-Ohki, the same goes for you two, except I want you to watch the boats, if any try to escape and it looks like I can't destroy it. I want you to take it out. Understand everybody?” Ranma informed telepathically.
They all gave him a silent affirmative. “Oh yeah, Naruto, Kasumi, Rira-Ohki, and Ranko-Ohki. The code is: OverDrive. If it looks like I'm going blood lust crazy, then you four know what to do.” Ranma added and turned back to the blue shield.
The OfficerJenny finally noticed him and was walking briskly to pull him back into the crowd. People and Pokégirls on the other side of the shield sneered and laughed at his futile attempts.
Ranma grim smile became wider, one of his earliest and most foundation structural DNA strains were the Masu. One of his more dominant DNA genes and one of the more powerful species in the known universes. They had a majority of unique skills, and one of their unique skills was their ability to displace their own mass to be able to pass through solid objects.
Before the OfficerJenny could pull him back into the crowd. Ranma walked through the shield and phased through it. The pokégirls and people gapped at the impossible anomaly. The pokégirls and people on the side of the shield stared with disbelief. Ranma walked towards the cage housing all of his pokégirls except Kasuni and kneeled down to their eye level.
“Hi guys! How are you doing?” Ranma asked cheerfully, despite the situation.
His pokégirls stared at him, “Master?” Hotaru asked as she stared at how his troubling situation.
“Master! You have to get out of here!” Sennyo yelled as she got as close as she could to the cage without shocking herself.
“Fool!! Are you trying to get yourself killed!! You're surrounded on all sides!!” Candida yelled as she glared at her pseudo master.
Ranma ignored the two and smiled at them, “Hey Hotaru.” Ranma called out.
“Yes?” Hotaru answered uncertainly.
“I've been teaching you a lot of techniques. However, there is one technique that was saving to teach you later on...well actually teach all of you later on.” Ranma informed her as he kept on smiling at them. The pirate and...well bad pokégirls, finally regain their sense and growled at him in anger.
Three pokégirls approached him from behind and held weapons as his crouched form. 'Two Slicers and a Buttaneer.' Ranma mentally counted, but appeared to be ignoring them.
“Hey put your hands up else we'll slice ya' up!!” The Buttaneer exclaimed as she pointed her cutlass at him.
“You know what it's called?” Ranma asked with a seemingly grimmer smile that was slowly turning maniacal.
Hotaru shook her head, Ranma's pokégirls began staring at their Master in concern. He was acting stranger then usual.
“ It's called OverDrive: Berserker Mode.” Ranma informed her, “Now say it so that you'll remember it.” Ranma told everyone.
“Hey did you hear us cock for brains!!” One of the Slicers yelled.
“OverDrive: Berserker Mode...?” Ranma's pokégirls chorused slowly.
Ranma grim smile finally turned into a maniacal grin, “OverDrive: Berserker Mode.” Ranma stated in a loud and clear voice so that everyone could hear him.
Suddenly to all of his pokégirls disbelief and surprise, Ranma's irises started to bleed and they turned from cobalt/silverish blue to blood red.
KRRACCKKK!!
To the immense surprise of the pokégirls behind him, Ranma attacked without warning. Ranma spun around, while un-shouldering the Benelli M4 Super 90 combat shotgun. He slammed the butt of the shotgun into the first Slicer's head, snapping her neck. Unfortunately for the Buttaneer, the ending side of the barrel was pointed at her face.
BLLAAAMMMM!!
Ranma pulled the trigger, firing at point blank a full shotgun shell into her face. The second Slicer thrusted forward trying to stab him. Ranma spun out of the way of the sword and grabbed the Slicer's wrist, pulling the Slicer up close.
Ranma pumped the shotgun using the Slicer's arm and before she knew it. The Slicer found herself face to face with Ranma who was holding her by the waist...with a shotgun squeezed between them and the barrel stabbed into her jawline.
BLLAAAAAMMM!!
Ranma squeezed the trigger blowing her head clear off. Her headless body fell on the pavement. Blood flew everywhere and large drops fell onto his jacket and face.
Ranma grinned as he stared back at the crowd; ignoring the blood that was sliding down his face and clothes.
“And the massacre begins...damn I should have brought a video camera.” Naruto remarked as he stood lazily at the front of the crowd.
“Alright, you know what's missing from this scenery?” Ranma mused to no one as he looked up at the sky.
The pokégirls sisters to the ones he killed growled at him angrily and begin unsheathing their weapons. Enemy Tamers began pulling out their pokéballs and unleashing their pokégirls, all of which were between the levels of 25 and 45. In the air, ropes fell out of the blimps, and pokégirls began roping down. Pokégirls on the ships began training their aim on Ranma with their cannons and firearms. A few more ships on the horizon were traveling at full speed towards the harbor.
Snap! “Oh I know.” Ranma snapped his fingers, “There's not enough Blood or Bodies!!” Ranma stated.
“Well! Come on you f#&ken cock sucking sons of bitches!!” Ranma shouted as he stared at the crowd of hundreds of pokégirls and enemy tamers with his blood red irises. Everybody held their stance, not wanting to start the attack first as they glared at the red eyed human.
Ranma shouldered the shotgun, and touched both of his shoulders with the opposite hands. He ran his hands down his arms, when his hands reached his wrists, there was a dark flash of light and two chain guns appeared in each hand, each loaded with 5000 Depleted Uranium 30 mm PGU-14/B Armor-Piercing incendiary round
“Alright!! If you're not gonna start...I WILL!!” Ranma exclaimed as both chain guns began rotating rapidly and then...
RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!!
Bullets flew out and blew large holes of flesh into the pokégirls. Other pokégirls screamed out a battle cry and charged at him. Ranma's red iris receded a bit into his eyes and a dark red cross hair took the place of his irises as he activated Smartlink, a cybernetic ability.
Smartlink was an enhancements to his eyes, which he a few hundred year ago. This cybernetic ability gave him a natural zoom to his eyes as well as his weapons. Think of it as a Sniper Scope, or a pair of binoculars, except it was in his eyes. When he activated this ability, his irises would recede a bit and then a dark blue glowing targeting cross hair appeared in place of his irises. Or in this case, since his eyes were red, a dark red cross hair.
Pokégirls and Tamers were being cut down because they were not use to such fire power. Ranma narrowed his eyes as he leaned his head slightly to the side as a energy composed bullet flew narrowly by his head. He looked up slightly and zoomed in with his eye sight. There were two enemy GunValkyries standing on the boats and firing at him with sniper rifles.
“All right girls... I'm gonna teach you how to deal with different types of pokégirls efficiently and quickly in battle.” Ranma yelled to his pokégirls over the fire of his chain guns as their ammunition was running to an end. Another sniper shot flew for his head, Ranma brought up one of his still rotating chain guns which deflected the sniper round.
“If there is a sniper...Counter-Snipe!!” Ranma threw both of his empty chain guns at the enemy and pulled out a Barrett M82A1 modified to sport .65 caliber rounds. Which was currently loaded with .645 incendiary AP rounds.
Ranma brought the rifle up to bare and fired at one of the GunValkyries. The GunValkyrie on the left fell to the ground as her head was shot clean off. The other GunValkyrie looked up in surprised as her partner was killed. However that was a very fatal mistake, a round penetrated the armor in her foot and blew off her lower leg. She screamed as she fell to the ground, but then another round introduced itself into her head. Silencing her screams.
Many pokégirls saw their chance as Ranma was distracted. Tamers ordered their pokégirls to attack. The other none controlled pokégirls charged at him or fired off a projectile attack at him.
Ranma's eyes shifted as he jumped into the air and dodged the attacks. Ranma upended the rest of his magazine into the charging crowd, killing off 9 pokégirls with the 6 round magazine.
As he fell to the ground, he twirled his the Anti-Material Rifle in his hand and grabbed the opposite end, turning it into a blunt weapon. Ranma landed near the back, next to a Piratit. Before she could react, Ranma slammed the butt of the rifle across her face, making her stumble back as a few of her teeth went missing. Ranma savagely kicked her to the ground and raised the rifle over his head and slammed it hard down on her skull.
The pokégirls began to get angrier at Ranma as he kept evading their attacks. Ranma's grin never left his face as he continued to slowly, but savagely and brutally kill off their numbers. Ranma tossed the Barrett M82A1 back into his subspace and pulled out a large jet black handgun and a slightly smaller chrome/silver handgun. His .70 caliber MAGNUM handgun and currently unsilenced .50 caliber semi-automatic. One handgun for firepower and damage, another for speed and magazine count. His Desert Dragon and Silverballer.
Ranma aimed his guns at the crowd and fired round after round at the pokégirls and tamers. Ranma's grin never left his face, as the enemy pokégirls tried to change their tactics and attack the human aggressor. Some tried to flank him and or surround him and overwhelm him.
Ranma ejected the the empty magazine and flipped out a new magazine. He loaded the the gun in mid air and spun it back at the pokégirls again. Ranma put one handgun behind his back and fired at the enemy approaching from the left. More pokégirls change their tactics as the ranged pokégirls took refuge behind the cannon fodder of pokégirls. A heavily chiseled Galem rushed forward at him. Ranma whipped both of his handguns back in front of him and reloaded them in a matter of nanoseconds. He spun them rapidly with his fingers before crossing his wrists and rapid-fire both of his guns at the rushing Galem.
The Galem took the bullets head on thinking that they were regular bullets she could heal from.
Oh how wrong she was.
Each round was charged heavily with a heavy dose of Elemental Ki, so each round penetrated deeper and deeper into her body before...
PPCLLUUCKKK!
A round had finally reached her vital organs and had pierced something it wasn't suppose to pierce. Her body became sluggish and she sight became hazed. Her bodily organs ceased functioning and she slammed into the ground. She skidded due to the amount of force she put into charging Ranma and her body slowed to a stop in front of him.
Ranma ejected both magazines and reloaded again.
At this point, the pokégirls said to themselves: 'To Hell With This!!' and all charged at Ranma.
A Ronin stabbed at him when she was the first to reach him. Ranma instead of dodging, jumped onto the flat side of the sword and ran towards the surprised Ronin. He jumped and delivered a double kick to her face and launched himself into the air. The Ronin fell to the ground as she held her face in agony.
Ranma was having the time of his life, he laughed as the pokégirls continued attacking him. While he was in the air, he maneuvered his body, making his head point towards the ground. He spun his body and fired his guns at the ground in a spiral manner. Showering the ground beneath him with bullets.
The pokégirls became angrier as more of their numbers fell and fired attack after attack at Ranma, who simply danced out of the way.
Ranma reloaded his guns and holstered both of them in his jacket. He pulled out a KA-BAR knife from his sleeve and stabbed it at the first pokégirl he came in contact with. He stabbed her between the eyes and used her body as a cushion as landed.
He was finally surrounded on all sides! The pokégirls thought to themselves as Ranma was finally in arms length.
However this wasn't a good idea either.
Ranma grabbed something invisible and performed a horizontal slash at the pokégirls in front of him. They blinked as they felt something become unattached, then they all fell to the ground in two clean pieces.
Ranma's Blood Blade appeared in his hand as he deftly held his nodachi. A Gladiatrix, performed a thrusting stab. Ranma stood perfectly still and let the blade pierce his body. The Gladiatrix stopped and looked at Ranma in surprise. He didn't dodge?
Ranma grinned as he grabbed the hilt of the sword as well as grabbing the pokégirl's hands. He pulled the blade farther into his body, which also pulled the Gladiatrix closer and trapping her.
She and Ranma were inches apart as she tried to release her hands from Ranma's hold. Without warning, Ranma returned the favor to the pokégirl and stabbed her in the chest where her heart was.
She promptly fell limp as Ranma released her hands and pushed her off his nodachi. Ranma grabbed the sword stuck in his abdomen and pulled it out without regard for his safety.
Ranma twirled the blades in his hands and defended himself from the rest of the onslaught.
A Tatmon waited for the right time and apparently it was now. She ran in front of the crowd with her sword raised up high. “Zanmoto!!” She shouted and swung her sword down hard. Several light filled winds streaked towards Ranma as well as a number of other pokégirls which were apparently collateral damage.
Ranma took the entire attack head on with a suicidal grin. The pokégirls near him were tackled down by the attack and nearly all of them fainted or fell to the ground. The attack however did physical damage to Ranma, it ripped his inside shirt and created several long streaks of blood as the wind blades cut into him. Strangely enough, his jacket was mostly unharmed as it flapped in the wind of the attack.
Ranma grinned as he lowered his arms down from the assault. “Nice, but there is a better way!” Ranma laughed as he fell into a stance and held his nodachi at a horizontal position from his left side. He began gathering energy into the edge of his nodachi.
“Fourth Helljumper Technique: Remnant of Eternity .” Ranma whispered and swung the blade out, sending out the energy stored. The shockwave of energy flew out and sprinted flew out at the small conglomeration of pokégirls. The shockwave flew past them as the pokégirls held up various items to defend themselves. Suddenly red lines appeared on their bodies and they fell to the ground in a bloody heap. The shockwave extended to the left side of the harbor and demolished four ships anchored. Not to mention the ground beneath the shockwave was totally ruined.
Team Rocket members began a full tactical retreat, they begin recalling their pokégirls and ran for the blimps. Trauma Team, however, stood their ground against him and begen unleashing more pokégirls.
The pokégirls, ignored what had happen for the last few minutes and opted for following their Tamers' orders. They all began to charge up their attacks as well as provide shielding.
'Hmm strange, apparently the fact that all the things I'm doing right now isn't even bothering them must mean there are more people who can perform similar things to what I can do...Either that or their just don't care and rushing ahead anyway...' Ranma mused.
Ranma snapped out of his daze as a number of close quarter combat pokégirls charged at him.
Ranma snorted in disdain as he watched Team Rocket try to escape like cowards. Ranma dismissed his nodachi, which un-materialized, and pulled out his handgun again.
“ If there is a swarm...Area Damage.” Ranma stated as he pointed both handguns at the mob. “Totenkreuz.” Ranma incanted and fire both of his handguns. When the bullets reached their designation. ground underneath the pokégirls and tamers exploded in a fiery blast as the flames soared 100 meters into the air and formed two crosses. The people in the surrounding area stared at the flaming signs in wonder and fear. A sign of the Celestials, presented in a Infernal looking method.
Of course it was safe to say that the pokégirls that were not heat resistant were incinerated.
The G-Poindexter stared at Ranma in wonder from the safety of the boat. Suddenly an idea struck her and she pulled out a pokédex which they had stolen from the last raid. She scanned Ranma and watched as the information scrolled up. Her eyes went wide as she analyzed the information. She looked to her left where the She-Captain was watching the battle with a frown.
She sprinted to the She-Captain with anxiety. “Captain!! Captain!” She yelled as she approached her. “He's not human!” She yelled as she pointed at Ranma. This of course caught all the attention of many people who would hear her since she was yelling.
“Yes, I was starting to think that as well. But he's probably just a very well trained Vale Academy mage.” The She-Captain stated in a controlled voice.
The G-Poindexter shook her head furiously. “No he's a...a...Pokéboy!!” She shouted as she hyperventilated. This of course raised a lot of eyebrows as well as some shock.
“What is Sukebe's name are you going on about?” The She-Captain frowned in disdain.
“Look!” The G-Poindexter shoved the pokédex into her face. The She-Captain quickly read the information and her eyes widen in sheer surprise.
“He is a Pokéboy!”
This statement of course roused up a lot of curiosity. Suddenly every tamer in the vicinity pulled out their pokédex and scanned Ranma.
The information that came up, shocked everyone to the core.
Name: Ranma Dasanteki Chaos (Pokéboy)
Age: 23
Residence: Unregistered, Edo Continent
Region: Edo League
Status: Active
Rank: Level 36
Security Clearance: Restricted Access Allowed
Licenses: 3
Tamer:Y
Master Tamer: Pending
Researcher: N
Watcher: N
Breeder: N
Badges: N/A
Active Harem:
(Hotaru)Tigress: Level 24
(Yuliya)Vampire: Level 34
(Tatsuni)Vampira: Level 29 (Storage)
(Benika)Enchantress: Level 24 (Storage)
(Shiza)GunValkyrie: Level 32 (Storage)
(Teri)Angel: Level 34 (Storage)
(Sennyo)Elfqueen: Level 36 (Storage) (Tactician Alpha)
(Lira)Samurai: Level 47 (Protection Alpha)
(Jem)Neo-Iczel: Level 44 (Heavy Assault Alpha)
(Kath)Barriermaiden: Level 29 (Storage)
(Lind)Valkyrie: Level 36 (Storage)
(Morrigan)Succubus: Level 38 (Storage)
(Rem)Gladiatrix: Level 44
(Candida)Dark Lady: Level 50 (Magical Assault Alpha)
(Kasuni)NurseJoy: Level 40 (Storage)
Access Pokéboy entry?
Answer: Y
Ranma Dasanteki Chaos: The True/Legendary Soldier A.K.A. The Angel of Hell (The First Pokéboy??)(Currently A Tamer. Cannot be Captured. Mercenary for Hire)
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Destruction/Warfare/Celestial/Infernal/Magic/Fighting (Very Unique)
Frequency : Extremely Rare (Unique)
Diet : Human Style, (Anything edible, preferably cooked food, but raw meat is okay)
Role : Elite Commander, Elite Storm Infantry, Elite Shock Infantry, Elite Special Ops Unit, Elite Heavy Assault Infantry, Elite Light Assault Infantry, Elite Short Range Infantry, Elite Long Range Infantry, Elite Sniper Infantry, Elite Anti-Personal Infantry, Elite Anti-Air Infantry, Elite Anti-Armor Infantry, Elite Anti-Nautical Infantry, Elite Espionage Infantry, Elite Commando Infantry, Elite Armored Unit, Elite Air Unit, Light Combat Specialist, Medium Combat Specialist, Heavy Combat Specialist, Infiltration and Espionage Commander, Ballistic Support Commander, Artillery Commander, Primary Strategist, Light Weapons Expert, Medium Weapons Expert, Heavy Weapons Expert, Assault Weapons Expert, Arms and Munitions Expert, Demolitions Expert, Sniper Support. (Can Fill In All Roles For All War Positions) (Primary Roles: Commander, Assassin, Mercenary, Soldier)
Libido : Dead (It's somewhere around there...? I think...)
Strong Vs : Nearly Everything
Weak Vs : Varies Upon Conditions of the Battlefields or Battles
Special Weaknesses : Likes to cuddle friendly females, Small and Cute things
Attacks : Hundreds...(Mostly Lethal Ones. Very Few Known)
Enhancements : MJOLNIR Mark VI Armor, Modular Tactical Exoskeleton, Unique (Genetics and Heritage)
Evolves : Ranma: The Supreme Chaotic God of the Abyss (Extreme Anger and Hatred, Kills Four Million People/Pokegirl/Living Organism)
Evolves From : Ranma Misaki Saotome (Extreme Hatred and Psychological Damage)
Recommendation if you see him : Don't F#&k with him or anybody he is personally affiliated with. Ranma is like a Blessed Widow, be nice to receive a hug, be mean and he'll dismember you...slowly...in front of your friends and family. So if you're nice and friendly, go and ask for a hug. Only If he's friendly though, if he is friendly Go get a hug you'll always treasure, the memory will warm your heart even in the darkest times; If he's unfriendly: Tread cautiously and depending on how you act and approach him, you might improve his mood and he'll do a favor for you. Whether it be capture a high level pokégirl for you or massacre a whole entire city, he'll do it. However if you further make his mood worse, he'll kill you...and your family...and your friends...and your love one...in front of you. So go and get a hug, only if you're a female tamer though. If you're a male tamer though, then what the Hell is wrong with you? What are you? Gay?
Not much is known about this tamer other then he has many unique abilities that could have been a cause of multiple blood gifts or curses. Due to an accident with malfunctioning pokéball, Ranma accidentally captured himself and due to his unique genetics, (believed to have a very high ancestral pokégirl heritage.) and what others believe to be a immunity DNA strain against pokégirl DNA, resist becoming a pokégirl.
However, because of this incident with the pokéball, Ranma became the first official Pokéboy. Since Ranma did not transform into a female during his self capture. Some speculate this with high criticism, saying that the pokéball malfunctioned and there is no viable proof of him being a poke-being. However all this evidence was overridden when someone pointed out that Ranma could perform some pokégirl attacks as well as go into the pokéball he was captured with to recuperate. Still, Ranma is registered as a MALE tamer, and since he cannot be captured by any other pokéball, he is still part of the Tamer society. However, Ranma is now very popular with Female Tamers as they want to try out the first Pokéboy in existence.
What is know about this tamer is that he is a Elite Veteran Soldier, and is currently a Mercenary for Hire. What war he participated in, he refused to comment, but we have confirmed that he has participated in multiple wars. The confusion here is, what War? Officials have commented that even though there has been conflict in the Leagues, there hasn't been any wars that are active. Ranma simply smirked at the Officials when they asked him this and he replied: “Just because its not international and you don't hear about it. Doesn't mean its not happening.”
Officials are still confused at his statement. Ranma's discovery is now causing a trend among Males who have been born with the Pokéboy Gene Blood Gift/Curse. Many Female tamers have started trying out their pokéballs on the Males with the Pokéboy Gene to see if they can get a Pokéboy of their own. However, none of the males with the Pokéboy Gene have yet to be captured, and this is just a major annoyance for the Males with the Pokéboy Gene since they are getting tired of being pelted with pokéballs.
However there is another unknown factor mixed in with Ranma's discovery, which are his evolution and pre-evolution, which are very disturbing in their catalyst. When Officials asked him about this, Ranma laughed and replied: “I can't believe it actually put that in there.” Other then that he has made no other comment. Then there is the questioning about Ranma's element type, which he replies that he has a history of Celestials on one side of the family and Infernals on the other.
In terms of fighting and battle, he is truly a Soldier to the core. He can fill in all roles of warfare, from being the subordinate or being the leader. He can summon many types of firearms and blades and he is very lethal with everyone of them. His attacks are assumed to be a near full selection of Infernal and Celestial attacks. His weaknesses vary depending on the battlefield and the environment. During battle he can summon two types of armor in the heat of battle. Though what they can do is unknown at the time. He is practically strong against every type of pokégirl known due to the fact that he can locate their weakness in the surge of battle. He is classified as a Legendary Poké-Being due to the fact that he is strong against everything and weak against barely anything except for another Legendary Pokégirl or a swarm of high level pokégirls.
Since his discovery some Female Tamers asked about his taming needs, which Ranma replies that he has none. That's Right! A Poké-being that doesn't need to be tamed at all. Ranma does not need any taming at all to keep out of feraldom. Though asked how is it to be tamed by the Pokéboy, the few females to be tamed by Ranma, took on a glazed look and said: 'It was one Hell of a week...3 weeks actually!!'
Ranma's discovery is raising a whole new level of scientific questioning and a rise in female tamers. With his discovery, scientist are now asking: Will Pokéboys replace Male Humans in the future? Is the human DNA and Genome becoming so saturated with pokégirl DNA that it's actually making a male version of a pokégirl? However these fears are still subdued due to the fact that Ranma is the ONLY Pokéboy known to be in existence so far, and every League is doing everything in their power to protect his existence. Researchers are also looking into Males who have who have the very rare Pokéboy Gene Blood Gift/Curse, and are in Phase 3 of there affliction. Researchers are seeing if these individuals can be turned into Pokéboys since they are the closest thing in a physical sense to being Pokéboys. Ranma has also trusted enough to inform us of some of his attacks. We don't know what they do, just what you should do if used against you.
Vulcan Blaze – (ATK 9K Approximation) We don't know what happens, just that it'll hurt a lot if you are hit with this and survive. Well it's going to hurt...a lot.
Chaotic Blood Soldier – (ATK 99KK Approximation) Well prepare to die...
Fifth Helljumper Technique: Dark Liberation – (ATK 99999KKK Approximation) Get a head start...start laying on the ground and stop breathing...
Ultimate Helljumper Technique: ENDWAR – (ATK 99999999999999999KKKKKK Approximation) You will not exist after this...no we are not kidding...
Final Helljumper Technique: Soldier's Deathwish – (ATK 99999999999999999999999KKKKKKKKKKKK Approximation) Get on your knees and start praying to whatever deity you believe in. Then hope that you either get into heaven or you'll burn in hell...
BLLLAAAAMMM!!
The G-Poindexter suddenly found it very hard to breath and a large aching pain in her chest, she looked down and found a large gapping hole in her chest.
“Silly little Pokégirl Sister,” Ranma mocked as he lowered his Silverballer, “You should have just kept on hiding like a coward. You've could've lived maybe a few hours longer.”
If every pokégirl considered their fellow pokégirl as a sister once they enter a harem or when they're together in a group. Then he was probably the little and big brother to every pokégirl in the world since he was a Pokéboy.
The G-Poindexter fell to the deck of the ship as her breathing ceased and her eyes lost their shine.
Both of Ranma's handguns began glowing blue as he charge a large amount of Ki into the rounds. Ranma then begin to recite the Helljumper Edict:
“Let Our Bullets Fly True and Our Blades Slice Through Our Enemies.”
“Our Enemies Shall Fall and We Shall Kill Without Mercy.”
“The Blood Of Our Enemies Shall Flow Through The Battlefield.”
“Our Bullets and Blades Shall Take Their Souls and Bathe in Their Blood.”
“We Shall Kill, Murder, or Slaughter Anyone Who Gets In Our Way.”
“For We Are The Helljumpers. We Are Soldiers To The End.”
“Zielregen. ” Ranma muttered as he raised both of his gun into the air and fired several times. Several blue beams shot out from Ranma's gun and arced in the air. They fell towards the ground and before they got any nearer, each beam split into multiple beams.
Ranma jumped high into the air before the beams made contact with the ground. The beams barraged the entire area protected by the blue shield. Several pokégirls and tamers were impaled with one of the beams. They felt a sharp pain at being impaled as the ethereal beam went through their bodies. Before they had time to react, the beams exploded, and covered the entire area full of explosions and heavily damaging everything and everyone.
All the human tamers were killed, meaning all the Trauma Team and Team Rocket Members were killed off. The only people who weren't damage in any were the pokégirls being held hostage by the cages. Ranma landed back onto the ground in a crouch. There was blood everywhere, body parts, limbs, and gore littered the whole interior dome of the bubble shield. Ranma stared at the sight with deep satisfaction as he kept smiling manically.
“He's almost at the unstable point.” Naruto stated as he slowly reached for his knife in his pant leg.
“Ranma still has some degree of control over himself. When he starts to maim them for no apparent reason, then we step in.” Kasumi informed the blond man, “...well after he finishes maiming them. I don't won't to interrupt Ranma while he is enjoying himself so much.” she added at the end.
The She-Captain glared at the scene before turning back to the pokégirls in the boat. “Call a full retreat!! We can't stop the...Pokéboy right now, and the Limbec Pirates are nearly here!!”
A Buttaneer saluted her, “Aye Aye Cap-” She was cut off as an explosion blew out from the deck.
“What Now!!” The She-Captain screamed as black smoke and flamed erupted out of the gaping hole on the top deck.
Suddenly a figure emerged from the flames and began walking towards the She-Captain.
Half an hour ago...
Kasuni struggled against her captors as they had bound her arms and legs. However she was nude as her captors continued forcing themselves upon her.
She tried to repel the assaults of pleasure running through her body as her captors continued groping her and running their hands across her body. Tears trailed down her face as she tried to resist being raped.
“Still trying to escape? Just give up and submit to us.” The Buttaneer sneered as she looked up from her ministrations.
Ranma's NurseJoy shook her head as she tried flailing her legs and trying to throw off her rapists.
As her legs were forced open again, she remembered the words of advice Ranma had giver her before he left the pokécenter.
Flashback...
Ranma frowned as he lifted Kasuni's chin up and stared at her neck, “Hmm, this sucks. I'm out of money right now and I don't have enough for a collar for you Kasuni.” Ranma stated as he released his NurseJoy.
Kasuni blushed at him, but felt immense excitement on the inside. 'He already wants to get a collar for me! Yippee!!'
“Oh well, once I get some more money, I'll get you a collar and modify it for you.” Ranma shrugged as Kasuni nodded at him.
“Okay Kasuni, since you're part of my Harem now, that means you're part of my family. Anyone who messes with you, messes with me. However, there will be times when I won't be able to help you out, so when that times comes. I want you to fight against your attackers! Show them you're not just some random pokégirl. You're a pokégirl who can hold her own, then when I get there, I kick the ass of whoever is messing with my girls!” Ranma proclaimed as Kasuni blushed at his declaration.
“Yes. Of course Master Ranma.” She smiled brightly at her new tamer.
“Drop the master part Kasuni-chan.” Ranma waved off.
“Okay Master Ranma!” She agreed, but completely ignored the order.
Ranma groaned.
End Flashback...
Kasuni struggled harder against her bonds as she glared at her captors. Suddenly a loud explosion sounded off from outside the ship.
“What was that!!” The Buttaneer exclaimed as she stopped her ministrations and looked around.
“There's a human killing off everyone outside, a Hound hollered from the end of the hallway.
Suddenly a flash of light assaulted the four pokégirls around Kasuni. The pirate pokégirls covered their eyes from the light. When the light died down they looked back down at the NurseJoy only to see...
“Dark Holy !!” Kasuni growled and lunged at her attackers.
Current Time...
Kasuni climbed out of the hole and glared at the She-Captain across the top deck. When the smoke cleared. Ranma could fully see the pokégirls that was apparently on his side. Even though she looked differently Ranma could sense her life force and immediately recognized her.
“Hmm, Kasuni...you evolved...” Ranma said to no one as he stared at his evolved NurseJoy.
Kasuni's breasts had grown a cup-size, and she had apparently become taller and more muscular. Her face had become aquiline, almost hawk-like in appearance, and her hair grew out, becoming black with pink streaks in it. Her eyes had turn completely black, save for her pupils, which turn white. She was wearing some type of organic armor, which was black with some pink in it and was shiny and smooth to the touch. The armor also had a pair of large, metallic wings, and her finger armor was shaped into scalpel points for emergency surgery or attack.
Ranma holstered his Silverballer and pulled out his pokédex. He scanned his previously pink haired pokégirl.
NIGHT NURSE, the Tough Love Pokégirl
Type : Very Near Human
Element : Normal (Infernal)
Frequency : Very Rare
Diet : Human-style
Role : Battlefield medics, Town defense, Bodyguards
Libido : Low
Strong Vs : Ghost, Infernal
Weak Vs : Fighting, Celestial
Attacks : Wing Attack, Fury Swipes, Hazy Vision, Dark Goggles, Dark Shield, Dark Bomb, Cocoon of Darkness, Blessed Soul, Dark Redemption, Dark Mist, Phoenix Down, Insulate, Curaga, Esuna At Higher Levels: Full Revive, Absorb, Exorcism, Regen, Protect, Shell, NulAll, Dark Holy
Enhancements : Can use Dark-type and Magic-type attacks without being either type, Dark affinity, Magic affinity, increased healing ability, wings for flight, natural armor, Enhanced Durability when armored (x6), Enhanced Speed (x4), Enhanced Strength (x2)
Evolves : None
Evolves From : Nurse Joy (battle stress)
NurseJoys are known to be kind, gentle Pokégirls in nature. But even they have limits. Even they can be pushed to a breaking point.
The first known appearance of a Night Nurse was in a Limbec Pirate attack on a coastal town in 270 AS. The NurseJoy, part of the Harem of a visiting Tamer, was kidnapped and raped by the pirates in an attempt to turn her. In desperation she started to fight back against her attackers, changing in a flash of light into a more powerful, more battle-ready form. She destroyed her attackers with Dark Holy, and proceeded to rescue her master and participate in the wrecking of the Pirates attacking their town. Since then, there have only been a few more instances of Night Nurse evolutions. But where they do occur, they are more than welcome.
When a NurseJoy becomes a Night Nurse, they undergo several changes. The first and most obvious of these changes being a change in physical appearance. Their breasts grow a cup-size, and they become taller and more muscular. Their faces become aquiline, almost hawk-like in appearance, and their hair grows out, becoming black with pink streaks in it. Their eyes also turn completely black, save for their pupils, which turn white. They gain the ability to cover themselves in a sort of organic armor, which is black with pink in it like their hair, and is shining and smooth to the touch. When they manifest it, it covers their arms, legs, most of their chest and belly, hips and butt, and part of their face. The armor also has a pair of large, metallic wings, which Night Nurses can use to fly or be used in a cutting attack. They can also sharpen their finger armor into scalpel points for emergency surgery. Studies have shown that the armor is completely sterile and remains that way no matter what touches it. Fortunately, the sterility of the armor does not affect the fertility of the Pokégirl, as all currently known Night Nurse Pokéwomen have proven capable of breeding.
Also to change is their personalities. Before, they would be caring and gentle, combining excellent bedside manner with superb medical care. Night Nurses are strictly business. They are excellent healers, even better than NurseJoys in many cases. However they lack anything even remotely resembling bedside manner. They will fix your wounds no question, and bring you back to health. But they won’t be as nice about it.
After a few studies of the breed, Night Nurses were found to be best suited as battlefield medics, barreling into the battlefield and retrieving injured comrades, healing them up as quick as possible and sending them back into battle. Night Nurses themselves are reasonably capable fighters, capable of healing themselves mid-battle and continuing on the fight. Night Nurses are also excellent in team battles as they can heal their teammate on the fly and protect them as well.
For a long time, it was unknown why Night Nurses would still be classified as a Normal element Pokégirl when they have many Dark element attacks. The reason was a shock to everyone: They are actually Infernal Pokégirls! This was first discovered a year after the first Night Nurse was identified. A Megami was the first to sense it, and the Dark Lady fighting the Megami confirmed it, laughing mockingly and putting her arm around the Night Nurse, as if lording the fact that the Celestial Pokégirl was outnumbered. Soon after, the Night Nurse put the Dark Lady’s head through a wall. She healed her up afterwards, but only because her Tamer told her to.
Night Nurses cannot stand other Infernal Pokégirls. Unless given a good reason not to, they will pound the living daylights out of any Infernal Pokégirl they see (with the obvious exception of other Night Nurses). Mazouku are actually as a whole terrified of Night Nurses, and become as gentle and harmless as Titmice in the mere presence of one. Night Nurses also don’t care that much for Celestial Pokégirls, but find them more tolerable than Infernals. They just ignore them for the most part, as they consider Celestials to be snooty.
Thresholding into a Night Nurse is so far unrecorded at this point. However, due to increasing interest in this Pokégirl ways of evolving them without forcing them into battle are being researched.
Kasuni looked to she side and saw Ranma standing in an area full of blood, gore, explosion craters, shell and ammunition shells, and blood veiled swords and knives. “Master?” She said questioningly as she stared at him.
Ranma grinned at her with an expression that was filled with insanity, “Heh, as you can see, I was just having some fun. But now I guess its back to business. Pooh...” Ranma pouted, then he pointed his two handguns at the various cages around him, which surprisingly were unharmed.
He fired a round at the locks and broke them, freeing the imprisoned products. Ranma glanced back at the shield generator, which had miraculously survived the explosions and attacks. Ranma shrugged and pulled out a Melta Frag grenade from his jacket. He unhooked the pin and threw it at one of the main generators.
KEERRBAAAAMMMM!!
The explosion rocked the area and melted the generator into a metal mess. As soon as the shield fell down pokégirls raced back to their respective tamers. While Officers and OfficerJennys race forward to arrest the remaining survivors. Ranma's pokégirls approached him cautiously from their escaped cage, while Lira and Shiza ran up behind him after the shield went down.
However he ignored them in as his eyes was studying the incoming Limbec Pirate Ship and the only last Pirate Ship that was anchored and fending off raiders. Kasuni and the She-Captain were dueling on the top deck while the others pirate pokégirls circled around them.
Suddenly Ranma barked out, “Yuliya, Hotaru, Tatsuni, Benika, Shiza, Teri, Sennyo, Lira, Jem, Kath, Lind, Morrigan, Rem, Candida. Can you please go help out Kasuni, she is all by herself on that pirate ship. And even though I believe that she is strong, I don't think she can take everyone of them out.” Ranma said absently.
Ranma's pokégirls were taken back by the sudden order, but hesitantly followed them. Hotaru, however stayed behind as she stared at her Master who was seemingly in a trance of some sort.
Ranma's eyes were trained on the approaching ship, Kasumi walked in after the shield went down and stood little ways behind him. Naruto, Ranko-Ohki and Rira-Ohki were disabling all the blimps.
Suddenly everything in Ranma's sight began to fade to a darker hue, his breathing became labored as everything seemingly turn into a different shade of red.
'Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Blood...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Target...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Annihilate...every one' A mantra began repeating in his head. Ranma looked at his surroundings and noted there was blood everywhere, blood was dripping into the harbor, blood stained the nearby buildings, and most of all he was covered with it. His sclera began to bleed different shades of red
Kasumi frowned as she recognized a sudden change in her husband's posture. Ranko-Ohki and Rira-Ohki stopped with their destruction of the airships and looked down at their pigtailed master.
“F#&k!! He's starting to lose it!!” Naruto remarked as he readied an exploding knife.
“Master Ranma!?” Hotaru yelled to get Ranma's attention, he suddenly snapped out of his daze.
“Yes,” Ranma asked woozily as he stared down at his little Tigress. The shades of red in his sclera starting to fade back to white.
“I...I...are you...” Hotaru stuttered as she stared at the ground.
Ranma's irises faded back from blood red to cobalt/silverish blue. He smiled at her slightly as he walked towards his Tigress. Even though she had went through a major evolution and become immensely powerful over the few weeks. She was still very meek and shy.
Ranma kneel down to a knee and gathered her up into a hug. “Hotaru, you are part of my family as well as your sisters. I would never fathom of intentionally and lethally hurting you. I take care of my own, so I will take care of you and all of your sisters.” Ranma placated as he rubbed the cat girl's back.
She purred at his touch and 'meowed' in relief as she saw that Ranma had begin to return to normal. Ranma's pokégirls who were still within hearing range, heard Ranma's speech. His statement caused many of them to develop a small smile on their faces as they raced towards their pinned down sister.
Ranma looked back at the harbor as the Limbec Ship approached the harbor. Ranma smirked slightly as he stood up and reached for his Desert Dragon. However soft and delicate hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back slightly.
“Ranma-kun, I'll take care of this okay?” Kasumi suggested as she smiled sweetly at him with her heart felt smile.
Ranma nodded at her as she stepped in front of him. She reached into his subspace and pulled out her handgun: The Silver Rose.
The Silver Rose was a double barrel revolver that Ranma had personally created and customized for his wife. The double barrel revolver was capable of holding 6 rounds with a caliber mounting to .635 (16.129mm).
She held the gun with both hands and aimed at the Pirate Ship as the the Pirates themselves began to arm their ranged weapons. She began gathering energy into the bullet that was under the hammer, “Inferno.” Kasumi muttered and fired the revolver.
BLAAAMMM!!
A red blur flew out from Kasumi's revolver and sped towards the Limbec Ship.
Meanwhile...
Kasuni leaped back from a downward slash from the She-Captain. Her eyes flashed as she used the last remnant of her energy for another Dark Holy attack. However, she needed to get in close.
Suddenly her Harem Sisters joined the fray by jumping onto the top deck with the Night Nurse. The She-Captain looked at the new opponent's joining the raid as she became distracted. This prove to be a fatal mistake.
Kasuni, using her finger scalpel points, grabbed onto the She-Captain's weapon arm and dug the blades into her arm. The She-Captain screamed out in pain, but couldn't pull her arm free from the 5 individual blades in her right arm.
Kasuni's used her free arm and powered up her attack. A black sphere began forming in her hand and melded into her hand. She formed a fist with her free hand and punched the She-Captain in the face, “Dark Holy!” Kasuni growled as the attack punched into the She-Captain's head.
Lira pulled out her katana and performed a speedy omni-slash that Ranma had taught her, cutting down several pokégirls.
Jem performed an Omni-burst, and knocked all the pokégirls near hear to the ground. Before jumping into the air and smashed the pokégirls deep into the wooden ship.
Yuliya and Tatsuni were performing tag team attacks on the pirates, confusing them with Double Team and taking them out with Blood Blade and Ghost Blade.
His Angel, though a bit hesitant in killing, fired Mana Bolt at every direction, knocking out several pokégirls while pinning down many more.
Shiza razed them down with her gatling gun and decimated the rest with her rocket launcher.
Sennyo, though not much of a fighter, stood in the back and watched the fights, while giving support in the form of long rang magic attacks. Suddenly, a Buttaneer manages to get past Ranma's other pokégirls and lunge for Sennyo.
Lind, notices this from the side and jumps into the path of the Buttaneer. The Buttaneer, unprepared by the Valkyrie's appearance, ran straight into her, knocking both of them to the ground and onto a chest that broke apart upon impact.
The chest broke open and evolutions stones spilled out, Lind fell and touched a Dawn Stone. Suddenly her being was enveloped with light and her form changed. The light died down and Lind's form was slowly being shown.
And not the smartest move by the Buttaneer, she panicked. Her cutlass had fallen out of here hand and was knocked away. So she grabbed the nearest thing to her and thew it as hard as she could at the recently evolved Valkyrie.
Unfortunately for her, the nearest thing to her was evolution stones, and the thing she threw was an Angel Stone. Lind stood back up and caught the flying stone, which then furthered her evolution. Her being was enveloped again before the former lighter could die down. Rem, realizing the situation that her sister was in, broke off from her contact and ran towards them, she performed a strong diagonal slash that killed the frantic Buttaneer. This time, Lind's being was shown as the light died down and her form was revealed.
Lind didn’t look much different from her previous form, having long, flowing blond hair, green eyes, and large, feathery white wings. These wings are not part of her arms, allowing her to fly and attack simultaneously. Like most of her evolution, she was quite busty, and had breasts that were a generous C-cup at least. She was obviously muscled, but her toned form hid an incredible, disproportionate strength. She wasn't as strong as her previous form, but what she lost in strength she gain in the way of combat prowess and magic.
The Gladiatrix, raised an eyebrow at her recently double evolved sister. “A Seraph, huh.” She stated as Lind stared down at her new form.
“Great! Just another celestial that I have to conquer later on,” Morrigan laughed as she threw her opponent across the deck and sucked her energy dry.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!
Suddenly all fighting ceased as the pokégirls stared out at the ocean where a large mushroom cloud was occupying the space where the Limbec Pirate ship was.
“Ahh, that's my Kasumi-chan.” Ranma cooed as he hugged her wife from behind. Kasumi blushed at the public intimate contact.
Meanwhile...
While this was all happening, there were several people and pokégirls watching Ranma with great interest.
The Terminatrix stared with great interest at the pigtailed man, 'he would be much more suited for my plans then this fool.' She though as she glanced back in disdain at her current tamer.
Meanwhile in the nearby alleyway, a Ebony Tigress stared with wide eyes at the pigtailed man, “Such power...such strength...such familiarity...I know him...but where?” She looked around her carefully before blending in within the shadows again.
Meanwhile in another alleyway, two S-Goths were watching with ever growing interest, her sister S-Goth looked to her, “We must inform the Sanctuary!” She hissed as her sister nodded.
“Then let's abandon this search for the Ebony Tigress.” She stated as the other nodded. The two teleported out of the area and disappeared.
Meanwhile on the rooftops, Jenova stared with a twinkling eye and a drool at Ranma. She almost shuddered in excitement. 'It's him! He's come back after all these years! My Commander!' She thought giddily.
Macavity stared at Jenova with a disbelieving stare. “Is she being aroused by this!?”
Later...
After all the enemies had been killed off and Ranma had collected all his pokégirls. He did the only thing he could do after everything was done.
He got the f#&k out of there.
He wanted to avoid police confrontation, and he didn't like the way the other pokégirls and female tamers were staring at him. So the moment he was done, he balled up his girls and teleported long distance to a different town that they had already went through. Luckily for him, he was able to 'borrow' money off the dead tamers and buy Kasuni a new collar after he modified it.
Also since Lind had a double evolution, Ranma had to figure out a way to reward her, as most tamers do when their pokégirls evolve. He scanned her with his pokédex and her entry was below:
SERAPH, the Heavenly Defender Pokégirl
Type : Near Human
Element : Flying/Magic/Fighting (Celestial)
Frequency : Extremely Rare
Diet : vegetarian
Role : defender of love and justice
Libido : Average
Strong Vs : Bug, Dark, Fighting, Ground, Normal, Plant, Steel, infernal Pokégirls
Weak Vs: Electric, Flying, Psychic, sex attacks
Attacks : Dive, Typhoon, Evade, Punch, Kick, Bear Hug, Focus, Focus Energy, Resist, Double Kick, Dynamic Punch, Reflect, Heal, Magic Fist, Magic Kick, Mana Bolt
Enhancements : Enhanced Strength (x15), Enhanced Speed (x3), Enhanced Reflexes (x4), Toughness, Endurance
Evolves : None
Evolves From : Armsmistress (Valkyrie-based winged Armsmistress only; Angel Stone)
Seraphs are the most militant of celestial Pokégirls. They are ever-vigilant to defend good and innocent people from the depredations of those whom they consider evil, which especially includes infernal Pokégirls.
Seraphs don’t look much different from their previous form, having long, flowing hair, which may now be of any color, not just red, eyes that can likewise be any color now, and large, feathery white wings. These wings are not part of her arms, allowing her to fly and attack simultaneously. However, doing so is more difficult for her than it would be for a true bird Pokégirl, making the Seraph weak versus Flying-types. Most Seraphs are quite busty, and have breasts that are a generous C cup at least. They are obviously muscled, but their toned form hides an incredible, disproportionate strength. They aren’t as strong as their previous form, but what they lose in strength they gain in the way of combat prowess and magic.
Seraphs take themselves and their duties very seriously. They see themselves as having a sacred responsibility to defend people from evil forces. They prefer to look to more preternatural evils than mundane ones though, and are prone to ignore things like robberies and thefts in favor of mystic evils, such as hauntings and dark cults. They regard infernal Pokégirls as the worst sort of evil, and though they don’t attack them on sight, any minor provocation is enough to set them off. Seraphs get along well with other celestial Pokégirls, considering Angels and Pokégirls who are Blessed to be like younger sisters. Megamis and such tend to regard Seraphs with a sort of exasperated affection, like how one would treat a slightly crazed younger sibling, since they feel that Seraphs are both too militant and are wrong to ignore the “lesser” evils of the world.
When in a fight, a Seraph’s first concern is to get any innocent people out of the way, and will willingly and unhesitatingly place themselves in front of someone to protect them trusting their defensive moves, such as Resist and Reflect, to help them get withstand the assault, along with their Toughness enhancement. Should an innocent be injured, they will immediately use Heal on them. Once any innocents are safe, a Seraph quickly wades into battle, using her various Punch and Kick attacks to pummel her opponents into the ground. Seraphs always use their weakest attacks first and gradually increase their attacking power as the fight goes on, since even on evil creatures Seraphs are loathe to cause unnecessary damage, being defenders and not sadists. This can cause the Seraph to take some otherwise avoidable damage early in a fight, but they tend not to mind this. Seraphs can last a long time in battle, thanks to their Toughness and Endurance enhancements, their defensive moves, and their ability to Heal themselves. Should a Seraph get desperate to win a battle, she will use Focus or Focus Energy to power up a move and then unleash it to devastating effect. Should a Seraph not be able to close the distance between herself and her foe, she relies on Magic Fist, Magic Kick, and Mana Bolt to win the day for her.
While serious, even stern, when fighting or looking for some evil to combat, Seraphs are just the opposite when it comes to Taming. Sex talk makes them blush and lose their composure easily. When about to be Tamed, they tend to blush, giggle, and avert their eyes, acting almost ditzy. Despite their great strength, they never need to be restrained, since never once has a Seraph lost control so much that she injured her Tamer. A Seraph’s embarrassment about sex works against them on the battlefield though. They have a hard time resisting sex attacks, and know none themselves. They tend to be very humiliated when defeated by being brought to orgasm, and will be even moodier than usual about it for a while afterwards. For the most part though, Seraphs do well in a Harem. They see themselves as having to guide their Harem-sisters and her master by persuading him to champion the causes of good, and she judges herself based on how well she can convince her Tamer to fight the same supernatural evils that she herself does. She usually doesn’t try to be the Alpha, seeing herself more as a guide and mentor than a leader by necessity. However, Seraphs are totally opposed to having an infernal Pokégirl in the same Harem as her, and the two invariably bicker non-stop until one of them leaves, submits to the other (which virtually never happens), or dies.
Feral Seraphs are quite docile, and won’t attack anyone unless it’s to defend themselves. Even then, they tend to just use Punch, Kick, and Heal when the fight is over. Capturing a Feral Seraph is thus much easier than it would be to otherwise fight a non-Feral Seraph. They do need to be restrained when being Tamed out of Feral though, since they aren’t intelligent enough to restrain themselves. There has never been a known case of a Threshold girl becoming a Seraph.
He found out there was an airport in town so he purchased some air tickets and got on a blimp headed towards a different League. Specifically, Hardcore League, it was gonna be a long trip because blimps took forever to get somewhere, and he had bought the cheapest flight there was. Which was a two week flight with 7 different stops.
His wives had a little joyous reunion with each other and were off planing something. His pokégirls had met up with Kasumi, who they all knew now as Ranma's human wife. So for some reason, they kept calling her 'Mistress'. Ranma sat in his room of the blimp, wearing nothing but boxer shorts and a muscle shirt, as he flipped through T.V. channels. All of his pokégirls were resting in their pokéballs as they sat in a bag that Rira-Ohki was holding.
Ranma sighed as his stress was at an all time high right now. He could fully see the full moon lighting itself up through his window. Suddenly all the lights went out in his room and the T.V. was switched off.
“Ranma-kun...” Kasumi's melodic voice cut through the room.
He looked to the left where Kasumi was walking towards him, the moonlight partially lighting up her body. Then Ranma realized something very important, Kasumi wasn't wearing anything.
Ranma made the motion to get out of his bed, when two soft somethings latched onto him and pulled him back to bed. He looked back to see Rira-Ohki and Ranko-Ohki rub their bodies against his...their nude bodies against his to be more specific.
They were trailing kisses up his neck as Kasumi came up and sat down in front of him. “Ranma...even though it's been several years since you've seen us and only a few weeks for us. We miss you, and even though we don't admit it. Some wives do depend on their husbands for many things, such as their 'needs'.” Kasumi explained as she pressed herself into Ranma's body.
“Ranma...your wives are 'needy'...I'm needy right now...and right now you're stressed. Some help us, help you, help us, which helps you.” Kasumi smiled as she pressed her lips onto Ranma's.
Ranma's persona screamed out at him, telling him to shy away. However, today, during the full moon. He just didn't really care right now.
Kasumi moaned as she pushed Ranma down onto the bed, behind her back and in her hand, were Ranma's pokéballs that she held onto gingerly.
A week and a half later...
Ranma groaned as he woke up, “Ah my head.” Ranma softly said to no one as shuffled around in his bed.
However he couldn't move as now realized that their were several lumps in his bed and several different bodies pressed onto his. He looked down to see Kasumi serenely sleeping on his chest as she hugged him.
Ranma smiled sightly as he tried to move his arms, only to realize that they were being held down by two cuddling figures. He look to the left to see Candida on his left arm and looked to the right to see Jem on his other.
Ranma blinked as he stared up at the ceiling. “You gotta be kiddin' me.” Ranma said as he just realized something very important. Two of his pokégirls who didn't like him or trust him were lying next to him, and they along with him were both nude.
His motions had woken them up and their actions only proved something else that scared him.
Candida grinned as the first thing that came into her sight was her 'Master', “Good morning 'My Master'.” She greeted as she put heavy emphasis onto the words 'My Master'. She gave him a small kiss on the cheek and started sucking on his neck. Her 'Master' had certainly shown her who was her 'Dark Master' the last few nights.
Jem woke up with an unladylike yawn as she sat up. She blinked a few time and regain her bearings as she looked around. She looked down at her side to see Ranma staring up at her. “Mornin' Anata.” She yawned as she leaned down and gave him a kiss, and laid down next to him again.
Ranma gently slid Candida and Kasumi off of him and sat up, 'Oh god my back...what the hell!' Ranma groaned as he rubbed his lower back. He must've been doing some rigorous activity last night.
As he sat up and saw the rest of his bed, Ranma wanted to slam his head against the nearest wall. The rest of his Harem was strewn around the bed, all nude, as they began to wake up from Ranma's movement. As they woke up and saw Ranma already up, they all gave an enthusiastic, “Good Morning Master!” chorused as Ranma winced.
“Mornin'” Ranma said tiredly as he stretched, 'Well this can't get any better...' Ranma thought, 'And why does my head hurt so damn much?'
Suddenly all of his pokégirls stared at him with wide eyes, 'Master??' Several voices echoed in his head as Ranma blinked.
'Oh my god, they can hear me!! Oh crap I can hear me!!' Ranma screamed in his mind.
...Well what the hell do you want me to say?? Fine! May God help the Pokégirl Universe, because their whole entire world will be changed.
Ranma's Active Harem:
(Hotaru)Tigress: Level 24
(Yuliya)Vampire: Level 34
(Tatsuni)Vampira: Level 29 (Storage)
(Benika)Enchantress: Level 24 (Storage)
(Shiza)GunValkyrie: Level 32 (Storage)
(Teri)Angel: Level 34 (Storage)
(Sennyo)Elfqueen: Level 36 (Storage) (Tactician Alpha)
(Lira)Samurai: Level 47 (Protection Alpha)
(Jem)Neo-Iczel: Level 44 (Heavy Assault Alpha)
(Kath)Barriermaiden: Level 29 (Storage)
(Lind)Seraph: Level 40 (Storage)
(Morrigan)Succubus: Level 44 (Storage)
(Rem)Gladiatrix: Level 44
(Candida)Dark Lady: Level 50 (Magical Assault Alpha)
(Kasuni)Night Nurse: Level 40
Authors Notes.
Final Part 3 I'm not updating this for a long while after this...
Heh, I nearly forgot about this fic...but low and behold i updated it.
Oh yeah! Some of you think that this story will have lemons...
Well it won't! it'll have bits of lime but nothing else. like Akun said on his pokegirl website about my story. “This isn't a normal Ranma... and subsequently it won't be a normal Pokégirl universe for long”
Which in this case is almost entirely true. If you've read my stories. I deal in humorful blood and gore.
So I won't be writing a lemon and not because of my writing ability. Ii can write a pretty well scripted lemon scene if i wanted thanks to the fact that one of my friends is an accomplished adult novelist...
Anyway, this story will have a lot more killing then sex...though there will still be lots of sexual humor in it though.
If you want a lemon...
I guess you have to request it or something and I'll have to post it on mediaminer...
frankly i don't like mediaminer, its a bit hard to use, and after i post the summary i can't change it...it sucks...
Unfortunate this is the un-beted story, so if you see any mistakes tell me. I hope you like it because I kinda rushed parts of it.
Well later you guys and remember review!!
well enjoy...
Oh yeah, Updated Bio.
Ranma Chaos
Age: 275...Plus 12,000 years in variety of animated stasis. Ranma's real age is 12,275 years old.
Species : Multiple
Nationality/Allegiance : Nationality: Unknown. Allegiance: Unknown
Combat Ability : Extremely Unparalleled and Lethal
Specialty : Fighting, Killing, Assassinating, Torturing, Culinary Arts, Marksmanship, Swordsmanship, Weaponry Development, Explosives, Military, Construction, Architecture, Electronics, Hacking, Healing, Annihilation, Neutralization, Stealth, Emulating, High Learning Curve, Martial Arts, Unarmed Combat, Armed Combat, Ki Mastery, Mana Mastery, Chi Mastery Moon Stone Magic Mastery
Likes : Alcohol, Occasional Violence, Weapons, Firearms, Explosions, Food, Fighting, Learning, Warfare, Good Friends, Martial Arts, Excessive Violence
Dislikes : Overly Aggressive Women, Not being able to get drunk, Lots of paper work, Being hit with a blunt object, shot, stabbed, maimed, drowned, kicked, punched, thrown, blasted, runned over, dropped 6,000 feet in the air without a parachute, crushed, and or being blown up with a nuclear warhead or any type of explosive, The Undead, Stupid Notions of Honor, Really retarded people
Fighting Style : Chaos Style of Unarmed and Armed Combat AKA Chaos Style of Fighting
Weapons : Desert Dragon (A custom .70 caliber MAGNUM handgun), Silverballer (A custom silenced .50 semi-automatic), The Blood Blade: Keninseikai, Battle Staff of Midgard.
Weaknesses : Control over his Blood Lust and Violence Lust, Extreme Anger, OverDrive: Berserker Mode, The Extremely Innocent and Cute
Mentality : Loss of Humanity Morals and Ethics, Complete Annihilation of Emotions
Hair : Black
Eyes : Cobalt/Blue. When transformed: Iris: Dark Blue. Sclera: Gold. When Evil Transformed: Iris Dark Red
Personal Motto : “Violence is not the answer to everything...But is sure does help!” Mercenary Motto: “As long as there is man, there will be violence. As long as there is violence, there will be war. And as long as there is war I will always have a job”
Signature Techniques : Final Helljumper Technique: Soldier's Deathwish, Fifth Helljumper Technique: Dark Liberation, Ultimate Helljumper Technique: ENDWAR, Vulcan Blaze, Chaotic Blood Soldier.
Techniques : Thousands...
OverDrive: Berserker Mode: Just as the name denotes, Ranma loses all inhibition, fear, and sense of life (As well as some sanity). All in all, he'll rush out and kill everyone of his enemies, in a more brutal and cruel fashion then usual. He also loses care for his own health and take on attacks to his body to gain an advantage. (Though this never changed as he always was like this) His irises bleed from cobalt/silverish blue to blood red. The sight of blood gives him satisfaction, but always a wanton for more bloodshed. Ranma will still have sense of who is the ally and the enemy so he won't kill everyone indiscriminately. However, in this stage, he is quite susceptible to losing some control. He'll gain back his sanity after a satisfying fight, or a regain of sense from an ally.