A Ralts in Moonlight (Complete)

[KonokoHasano]

A Ralts in Moonlight

The series used in this work of fiction are not owned by me. I do not own any of the series in here. They are owned by their respective creators or whatever.


“Speech”

‘Thoughts’

/Pokemon Speech/

//Telepathy//

Chapter 1


“We came here for this?!” Ranma asked in annoyance as he glanced down at a large valley covered in springs with bamboo poles sticking out of the water. “I’ll admit that it doesn’t look too bad, but we swam all the way from Japan ta China, walked almost two weeks, and crossed this mountain range just for a set of springs with bamboo?” The raven-haired martial artist glanced back to the path that they used. The Bayankala Mountains weren’t all that bad to get around -- if you used the right path. Of course, since his father believed that taking the harder way would allow him to toughen up; they ended up crossing several steep inclines and hills.

“Quit your whining, boy.” Genma stated in a gruff voice. “You realize how much of a girl you sound like right now?” His son gave him a glare that could’ve fried him if it was possible. “This place is fabled to be a legendary training ground for the elite. The stories I have heard about this place--”

“Let me guess,” Ranma interrupted, “ya were drunk off your ass in some bar, and ya heard the story in the same bar from another drunk?” He ignored his father and gave a shake to his head. “Whatever, we’re here, so let’s find a way down there and get this over with.” Without another word, the two Saotomes made their way down the barely visible dirt path that seemed to wind its way towards the back of a lone cabin. The wooden structure appeared to be old and weathered, but still seemed to be in proper shape. One would guess that whoever lived inside tried to keep the place cleaned and fixed up. Ignoring the cabin and walking past it, they stop at the sight of two people sitting on the ground in front of the cabin. One of them appeared to be a large man dressed in a green uniform and cap, while the second was a very young girl with dark hair braided in pigtails.

The young girl turned her head and regarded the two men in gi. She then turned her head and tugged onto the large man’s sleeve. “Papa, customers are here.” The large man -- her father -- took the pipe he was smoking out of his mouth and stood up. The girl followed, and both turned towards Ranma and Genma.

“Welcome sirs, to legendary training ground of accursed springs, Jusenkyou. I am the guide to the springs, and this my young daughter who is visiting, Plum.” The young girl next to the guide gave a small wave to the two. “There is many springs here--”

“More than one hundred springs are here, and each has very bad and tragic legends!” Plum interrupted with a serious look upon her face. At the looks aimed her way, Plum’s cheeks turned a small shade of pink. “I’m learning about the springs because I want to help papa in running place, someday.” She received a soft pat on the head and a smile from the Guide.

The large man was about to continue telling the duo about the springs when he noticed that they weren’t there. The two martial artists were already jumping onto the poles. “Ah, sirs, what are you doing? It very bad if you fall into springs!!”

“They never listen.” Plum mumbled out with her arms crossed as she took a few steps forward. Putting her small hands to the sides of her mouth, she gave a loud shout. “Foolish idiots, papa said it very bad if you fall in springs! Learn to clean ears and listen!” She watched as the younger of the two men stopped on one of the poles and turned his head to face her.

“Who the hell are ya calling an idiot?” The answer didn’t come as a kick from his father sent Ranma flying across the valley and towards one of the smaller springs. Genma merely gave a loud laugh as he watched his son go flying.

“That’s what happens when you lose focus and stop to argue with brats, boy!” His laughing was cut short when a medium sized rock hit him upside the head and caused him to lose his balance. His foot soon slipped, and the bespectacled man fell towards the spring under him.

Slapping himself on the forehead, the Jusenkyou Guide glanced down at his daughter. “Plum, how many times must I say to not throw rocks at stubborn sirs who make you angry while they are standing on a bamboo pole or near a spring?” His answer was only a blush. With a sigh, he told his daughter to go and get the younger customer while he attended to the older one.

“Yeah, yeah,” the little girl grumbled as she carefully made her way towards the spring that the teenager fell into. In her mind, she kept going over the name of the spring so she wouldn’t mess it up. It took about half a minute, but Plum finally reached the target spring and watched the now cursed boy clime out of it. With a sigh, she lazily began to explain the terrible tragedy that had befallen the foolish customer. “I’m sorry sir, but you fall into spring of drowned strange small creature that…” The girl in pigtails trailed off as she got a good look of the thing that the boy had become. “Umm… spring of drowned strange pale-white skinned cute and adorable -- err -- pale white-skinned creature that fall from strange hole in sky. Tragic tale of creature who drown in spring 10 year ago.” She stopped and waited for a reaction of some kind.

Ranma only stared at her for a moment before quickly looking down and noticing that several things seemed wrong. The first: His skin was completely and utterly white. Second on the list: It didn’t seem like he had any fingers at all. His hands were just round at the ends. The last thing noticeable at the moment: His hair felt like a thick bowl around his head and rested in front of his eyes. There was also what felt like horns of some kind. One of them rested just above his eyes in the middle of his head. After everything registered, the newly transformed Ranma had only one thing come to mind.

“RALTS!!” He shouted out while waving his arms. After the world left his mouth, his hands flew to it. “Ral ra alts!” Ranma’s eyes went even wider -- even though they weren’t visible. The boy-turned-creature attempted to speak a few more times, but he found that all he could say were variations of the world ‘Ralts’. The complete change of everything that he knew managed to overwhelm him, and the next thing he knew, darkness clouded his vision. Before he could fall back and into the spring he came out of, Plum’s hands reached out, grabbed him, and picked him up into her arms.

With a child-like giggle, the young girl glanced at the unconscious spring victim with a smile. “You turned into such a cute… thing. I wonder what you turned into.” With a shrug of her shoulders, Plum walked back towards the cabin. She was careful to get far enough away from the springs so that neither of them would end up swimming. The return trip seemed to take a little longer than the way towards the spring. When she finally got to the cabin, the dark-haired girl noticed the large panda next to her father and guessed that the bespectacled man was the panda. Stopping in front of the duo, Plum held out the small boy-turned-thing in her arms. “Papa, do you know what he turned into?”

The guide shook his head. “I know not what younger sir turn into, but let’s go inside and wait for him to wake up.”

“She” His daughter simply stated. At their looks, she continued -- with a small blush. “While walking, I noticed he became a she.” Her father gave a simple shrug, but the pandafied-man had an odd look on his furry face. The look almost seemed to be one of… fear. Ignoring the look, the trio plus unconscious spring victim entered the small home.

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It was about an hour later when Ranma opened his eyes. Letting out a small groan, he sat up and put his hand to his head… only to find out that his hair seemed a bit hard, and that he had no fingers. These too revelations forced the transformed Saotome to jump to his feet and frantically look around. “Ralts,” was the only thing he shouted out, and it was more like a confused statement. Ranma managed to spot the Jusenkyou Guide and Plum, but instead of his father, he noticed a large panda staring at him. Numerous thoughts were running through the transformed martial artist’s head, and many of them were things that filled him with a great deal of fear.

“Ah, so young sir is finally awake, yes?” The portly guide asked as he took a puff from his pipe. “I thought that explanations could wait until you wake up.” Ranma, with a great deal of confusion, did the only thing one could do in such a situation.

“Ralts, ral alts ra ral?!” Of course, nobody understood what Ranma was asking, but they probably had a clue. It was Plum who decided to speak up next.

“You see, those springs out there are cursed. Whatever falls and drowns in spring makes it so that a victim who falls in takes body of the thing that drowned. Once victim is cursed, cold water will always transform them to cursed form. Hot water, however,” picking up a teapot, Plum poured some of it over the panda. The large bear then turned back into the bespectacled form of Genma. “That very odd,” Plum began with a puzzled look, “why are you already clothed when they fell off when transformed?” Both Plum and her father thought about this. Genma, on the other hand, just shrugged and didn’t care. Shaking her head, the young girl walked over to Ranma and poured the hot water over him. Everyone was completely shocked when the younger Saotome didn’t transform at all.

“Ra Ralt!?” Ranma shouted in panic as he waved his arms. The hot water kept being poured, but nothing changed.

“Oh the shame of it all!” Genma shouted as tears fell down his cheeks. The biggest issue on his mind was what Nodoka would say about this. He didn’t want to die. “My son is stuck as some strange creature, and he’s not even male anymore!” The last part of the sentence caused Ranma’s eyes to go wide as he frantically reached down. He blinked for a moment before glancing at the assembled group.

“Ral alts!” He shouted as he shook his head. “Ralts ra ral ral!” Seeing that he couldn’t get what he was saying out, Ranma began to draw something in the air with his finger. What he drew was the sign for male.

“Wait, so you are a boy?” Plum asked with wide eyes. This earned her a quick nod from Ranma. This left Plum to tap her chin as she went and grabbed some cold water. She then proceeded to dump it over the boy-turned-creature. “Are you still a boy?” The trio in the room watched as Ranma reached down to check. The answer they got was a look of complete shock that passed across the now female Saotome’s features. “Wow, so you are stuck as this thing, and hot water only causes you to change genders!” Plum quickly added before mentioning it as weird. Upon hearing this, Ranma fell onto her butt in shock.

“Is there any kind of cure?” Genma asked hopefully. At the guide’s shake of the head, the older Saotome looked towards his son. “How could you allow this to happen, boy!?” He roared as he stood up. “You bring your father shame. Not only are you stuck as some creature, but you are also female!” As he kept spouting off at the mouth, Ranma’s expression changed to one of fury. She wasn’t sure why, but it felt as if her father was giving off a crushing amount of negativity, and it was affecting her as well. With a loud shout, Ranma ran up to her father and tossed a quick punch to his stomach. Time seemed to come to a halt as the group stared at the scene. Ranma’s fist was pressed against Genma’s stomach, but the man hardly seemed to feel it. “You’ve also lost all the training you went through!!” The older Saotome shouted. The punch only felt like a strong stinging, and that was a far cry from what Ranma was able to do before.

Retracting her fist, Ranma stepped back and stared at her arms. All that training she went through for over 10 years… lost. All the hell that she had to go through to earn the abilities that she had… destroyed. The humanity that was always there with her and what she was… it was shredded. The gender that was a part of her being-- altered and halved. As she stood there and listened to her father rant, and think about her current predicament, her small body began to shake violently. Her ability to think clearly began to fade and give way to anger and depression. There was a strange build-up that started to occur that nobody except for the Jusenkyou Guide took notice of. Upon catching sight of it, he grabbed his young daughter and ran out of his cabin and to a safe distance several feet away.

“Papa, why did you pick me up and run out of the house?” Her answer came a moment later when the wood near the entrance of the cabin exploded outward from some unknown force. A large projectile -- confirmed to be one Genma Saotome -- was sent flying along with the wood. The cause of this was revealed not long after when Ranma started stalking out of the hole. And odd blue glow surrounded her as her eyes were bathed in a blue light. The martial artist-turned-small creature continued to make her way towards the springs. Arriving at the bodies of water, the blue glow picked up in speed as her body started to float into the air. Ranma actually seemed to be completely aware of what she was doing as she made her way towards the spot where her father had landed.

Genma shook his head to get ride of the odd feeling. Casting his eyes upward, he began to sweat when he noticed the approaching form of a completely pissed off Ranma doing various things that shouldn’t be possible. He paled when a bamboo pole was wrapped in a blue glow and pulled out of the spring it was resting in. The piece of vegetation was then chucked into his direction. Moving quickly, Genma jumped out of the way just as the bamboo shoot imbedded itself in the dirt mere centimeters from where his family jewels were located.

The older Saotome had to keep up as his son continued to chuck things at him. He was doing great until his foot slipped on a large patch of mud. The bespectacled man found himself falling into the spring behind him. Not waiting for her father to surface, Ranma raised a hand and unconsciously pushed some psychic energy forward. The water of the spring bubbled a little before a figure was pulled out of it. The figure was still wearing a gi, bandana, and glasses, but they seemed to look a little large now than they used to.

“Ah, older sir fall into spring of drowned girl! Tragic tale of a girl who fell and drown in spring 1500 year ago!” The guide shouted out. “Panda and girl springs kind of mix, though.” He mumbled out as he glanced straight on at the double-cursed older Saotome. Genma’s new form appeared to be in the mid 20’s with the hair-color a mix of black and white. There was a pair of panda ears on top of ‘her’ head, and ‘her’ eyes had large black markings around them. ‘Her’ hands also seemed to have sharp claws, and poking out from an opening in the gi was a panda tail. Apart from that, ‘she’ looked exactly human. “Jusenkyou has weird sense of humor sometimes.”

“Well,” Plum began, “at least ‘she’ appears to be cute. Ah, I wish I had some panda ears! Papa, can’t I--”

“I forbid it, Plum!” The guide growled out with his arms crossed. “I will not have only daughter cursed. Your mother would skin me alive.” As his daughter started pouting, the guide turned his attention back to the two newest customers of Jusenkyou. He winced as the older of the two was slammed into the ground several times. The younger then tossed the older towards the small forest on the far side of the springs. “Hopefully the older sir will live.” The portly man commented before heading back to his home to try and fix the damage.

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“Are you sure we should be doing this?” A woman who appeared to be around 18 asked with a hint of worry in her voice. She had long blue hair and black eyes. She also -- oddly enough -- had a pair of large dark wings, and her hands had the appearance of claws. The one she was talking to was several years older, male, and gray-streaked, red-hair with a long thick beard. He too had a set of bird wings. “I man, you do know that doing this is illegal, right?”

The man had just finished drawing a symbol on the ground beneath them. “Yes, I do know that this is illegal, Rala.” The older of the two answered as he dusted off his hands and began to sprinkle an odd purple powder onto the ground. “But you should know better than anyone that I’m a scientist, and having things to study and research is my way of doing things. You are my assistant after-all.”

“But what if Kiima catches us Xu Pah? Conducting research is one thing, but attempting to summon a portal so that you can obtain some kind of otherworldly creature is just insane!” Of course, Rala was as curious as anybody about the prospect of seeing if this portal actually worked. Still, it was considered a kind of dark and evil art what was completely forbidden due to an… incident that happened years ago. There was something about a foul creature coming out and causing havoc among the populace of Phoenix Mountain, and it was mostly centered on the women. For unexplained reasons, undergarments would just disappear. “Besides, doesn’t this just end up opening a random--”

“Rala, don’t worry about it, nothing can go wrong.” He managed to put the finishing touches on the symbol before beginning an odd chant. After several moments, Xu Pah finished the chant as a shimmer began to appear in front of them. “Look, Rala, its working!” True enough, a small tear started to occur as the two watched in silence. The silence was short-lived, however, when a loud noise sounded through the clearing. “What is that noise?”

The answer soon came when a battered and bruised woman with panda-like ears and black marks around her eyes came crashing into the clearing. This was followed by a small creature with pure-white skin, thick green hair that wrapped around its head, and a strange glow about its body. The two Phoenix Tribe people watched in confusion and shock as the smaller of the two beings charged for the woman with black and white hair. Said woman jumped to her feet just in time and dodged the incoming attack. She then countered with a roundhouse kick that hit the small creature dead-on. The glowing creature was then launched towards the tear in space and flew right through. The portal ended up collapsing on itself before parts of the seal on the ground vanished. Rala and Xu Pah could only stare towards the woman with panda features. Like-wise, the woman with panda features and a badly sized gi could only stare at them.

After a moment of silence, Genma Saotome -- temporary panda-girl -- cursed up a storm at losing her son, meal-ticket, and bargaining chip. ‘Shit, Nodoka is going to kill me ten times over.’ She then noticed the two people across from her standing still. The wings and talons unnerved the martial artist a little, and so she gave a nervous wave before disappearing back into the forest. ‘Have to think of an excuse or something. I can’t tell Nodoka what really happened. I’ll just… tell her he died. Yeah, that’s it. Genma, you’re such a genius!’

Meanwhile, back in the clearing, the two Phoenix Tribe people were looking at each other with expressions of utter confusion. “Xu Pah, did you just see--”

“No, I did not see a human woman with panda ears and black eye markings being tossed around by some flying pale white and glowing creature, only to have said woman kick the creature into the portal and ruin what I wanted to do.” He finished with a straight face before sighing. “Come on, let’s go back home. We’ll try again some other time.” The two flapped their wings and took off into the air, not really wanting to know what just happened.

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“Vul…” A young Vulpix yawned lazily as its tails swished behind it. The small fox could easily be considered a teenager in Vulpix years, since its tails only numbered at four instead of six that a fully matured creature of its species usually sported. The young fox creature had just woken up from a refreshing nap in the shade of a tree and decided that finding something to eat would be a top priority. It briefly wondered if a Taillow would be worth the effort. Of course, Pichu -- despite that annoying electricity -- were quite tasty. The biggest problem would be to get one alone and not anywhere near those damn Pikachu or Raichu.

The Vulpix’s nose twitched as it poked his head out from the confines of the bush it was behind. There was a strong smell coming from this direction, and it was feeling a little curious as to what it was. Deciding to fully stick its head out, the fox glanced around and noticed the downed figure of a small creature. It appeared to be pure white with green helmet-like hair. After a moment, Vulpix was finally able to identify it as a Ralts. It actually wondered why the Ralts was face down on the ground and away from a Kirlia or Gardevoir. It wasn’t unheard of for one of the small creatures to be alone, but Ralts usually stuck close for safety. Its curiosity getting the better of it, Vulpix started to stalk out of the under-brush, only to stop at the sight of a Poochyena making its way towards the downed creature.

The gray-colored Pokemon carefully made its way towards the small Ralts and stopped next to it. Lowering its head, it gave a few careful sniffs out of curiosity. Figuring that it had probably found itself a free meal, the Poochyena opened its jaws and prepared to crunch down on the neck of the creature to snap it. Just as the hyena Pokemon’s jaws closed in to about a centimeter, a stream of fire poured out of the bushes to the right and barely passed above. There was some singed fur, but the Poochyena was otherwise fine. Raising its head, it gave a growl in the direction of the Vulpix that attempted to fry it. At the sight of a build-up of fire in the fox’s mouth, the hyena decided that it wanted to keep the fur on its body, and so it turned and fled.

Canceling the flamethrower it was about to use, the Vulpix made its way towards the Ralts and noticed that it was starting to wake up. Halting, the fox watched as the pale white creature slowly got up into a sitting position and began to massage its head. With a quick sniff, the Vulpix could tell that the Ralts was female. /Are you ok?/ The Vulpix asked with a tilted head. /It looked like you took a terrible spill of some kind./

The Ralts -- Ranma -- glanced ahead and noticed the odd four-tailed fox that was talking to her. The thing appeared to only talk by saying variations of ‘Vulpix’, but she understood every word. Ranma was also trying to remember what had happened. All that came to mind was that she got completely pissed off, and then there was some hole she was falling through. She couldn’t remember what happened between getting angry and falling through the hole. It was like there was a blank there, similar to when the Neko-ken took over once or twice. Shaking her head, Ranma glanced at the fox. /I’m alright, I just feel a little weird./ With another shake of the head, Ranma continued. /Where am I?/ The place didn’t look familiar at all. Of course, many forests end up looking the same after a while. When you start seeing large and foreign creatures that you’ve never caught sight of before, then you really start to wonder.

/Well, you’re in a forest./ The Vulpix responded with what almost appeared to be a shrug. /It’s midday, and I was just about to look for something to eat. I’m trying to decide between hunting a Taillow or a Pichu. Which do you think I should go after?/ The fox asked as it tilted its head and waited for an answer. It noticed the confusion on Ranma’s face. Figuring that the Ralts was still too young and ignorant of the world, the Vulpix shook its head. /Never mind what I said just now. Aren’t you a little far from your family or group? Maybe you’re lost and can’t find your way back./

Family? Group? Ranma couldn’t figure out what the thing in front of her was talking about. She was about to say something when the fox’s head snapped to the side and watched the bushes. /Why are you--?/ Ranma found herself being pushed away by the Vulpix. /Hey, what are you doing?/

/Hurry up!/ The creature growled out. /If you don’t hurry, you’ll likely be captured!/

/What are you--?/ Ranma didn’t get to finish before she was head-butted into the bushes. Turning around, she was about to yell at the four-tailed fox when her eyes caught sight of something she didn’t expect. ‘Hey, a human!’ Ranma thought with wide eyes. Perhaps, since there were actually people around, she could get some help. The martial artist-turned-Ralts halted when a fierce growl started to come from the fox. ‘What the hell is going on?’

“Heh,” the human -- a young boy of around 10 -- chuckled out before reaching to his side and pulling out a small red and white ball. “I’ve been searching for a Vulpix for a few days. I guess today’s my lucky day.” The boy tossed the ball in his hands and shouted something. Ranma watched as the sphere split open and unleashed an odd red light that flew to the ground. Her eyes then widened when the light changed, gained shape, and turned into a large bi-pedal crocodile with blue and yellow coloring. From the top of its head to the tip of its tail, there were some medium-sized spines. Ranma could have sworn she heard the Vulpix curse under its breath. “Alright, Croconaw, attack with water gun!”

“Croco,” the bi-pedal crocodile stated before its cheeks puffed up. A moment later, a stream of water poured out of its mouth and towards the Vulpix. The four-tailed fox leapt upwards to dodge the stream of water. As it hung into the air, its eyes began to glow and shoot out an odd ray beam that managed to connect to its opponent’s eyes. The reptile soon began to wobble around and appear to be confused. As soon as Vulpix landed, it didn’t waste anytime before taking off in a blur towards the Croconaw and slammed into its stomach.

“Get up and use slash!” The boy shouted in annoyance. His Pokemon obeyed and got to its feet and sent a swipe of a claw towards the fox. The attack missed as Vulpix jumped onto the reptile’s head. The Croconaw then started to thrash around violently. This caused Vulpix to fall off and suffer a strong claw swipe to the side. The blue creature still seemed to act irrationally as it spit a blast of water that hit the Vulpix dead-on. The attack caused it to roll a little before coming to a stop. Deciding to try and run away instead of continuing, the fox got up to its feet and stood shakily before attempting to turn around. “Oh no you don’t.” The boy stated before grabbing a one of the red and white balls. “You’re mine!” He tossed the ball, and Ranma could only watch as the fox creature was dragged into the ball where it closed and fell to the ground. The ball began to shake, but after a few seconds, it stopped and let off a chime sound. The boy smiled, walked over and picked up the ball. “Alright, I finally got a Vulpix! Now I have a fire type to use for battles.”

Ranma could only stare on at what she had just witnessed. That boy attacked the creature with another one, roughed it up, captured it in a strange ball, and talked about using it in battles? ‘How the hell could someone do something like that?’ She asked herself before stalking out of the bushes with her teeth clenched. If it were possible, she would have clenched her fists. Pointing her arm towards the boy, she began to yell. /Hey, you bastard, who the hell do you think you are?! Release that fox now!/

Sadly, the boy couldn’t understand a word of what she was saying. The Croconaw, however, gave off a snort at the antics of the tiny creature that dared to demand its trainer around. “Oh man, this seems to be my lucky day.” The boy stated with a large smile. “Now I can catch a Ralts and have a psychic type!” The statement would have caused Ranma to pale if it was possible. “Croconaw, attack with bite!” The bi-pedal crocodile nodded and ran towards Ranma. It felt as if it owed the Ralts something for insulting its trainer.

A tiny bit of nervousness flashed across Ranma’s features before a look of determination settled. She didn’t know how strong she was in this form, but she sure in the hell wasn’t going to allow herself to be caught and forced to probably be a slave of some kind. Rushing head-on at the Croconaw, Ranma cocked her arm back and let a punch fly. The attack hit her enemy in the stomach and caused it to bend forward a little. A smile found its way onto Ranma’s lips. The former strength that she had may be gone, but she was still strong enough to fight this thing.

Capitalizing on the bent over reptile, Ranma leapt up and delivered a knee-kick to her opponent’s chin. The Croconaw was sent backwards onto the ground, but Ranma had to wince as a slight pain coursed through her leg. ‘Not to self: Don’t do something like that for a while.’ Ignoring the slight pain, the young Saotome walked towards the downed Croconaw, reached down, and picked it up -- with a slight struggle. Growling towards the young boy, she gave a toss that sent the creature in her hands flying and landing in a heap in front of its trainer.

“Wha-- what was that?” The boy asked as he recalled his Croconaw. Ralts weren’t supposed to be able to fight like that. They were supposed to lack in physical power, AND they weren’t supposed to be all that powerful until close to evolution. He then noticed another thing that was quite unusual. ‘I’ve never heard of a Ralts blue eyes like that. If I catch it, I’ll probably become famous!’ A dreamy look flashed across his features, but he squashed it quickly. Bringing out another Poke Ball, he watched as Ranma tensed. “Come on out and do your stuff!” He shouted as he tossed the ball.

Ranma watched the ball open and let loose that odd red energy. The energy charged towards the ground and took the shape of some yellow dog-like creature with spiky, needle-like fur. “Jolteon,” the kid stated as he pointed towards Ranma. “Shock it with a full-powered thundershock.” The dog-like creature nodded before crouching down and growling. If possible, its fur turned even spikier as arcs of static jumped around its body. Then, suddenly, a large blast of electricity surged from Jolteon and crashed into Ranma. The human-turned-Pokemon let out a scream of pain as she was blasted backwards into a tree. “Alright, now I can capture it!” Pulling out another of those weird balls, the boy gave it a toss in Ranma’s direction.

Ranma noticed the ball coming her way and struggled to her feet. She briefly wondered just what the hell she did to deserve something like this. ‘Captured and being used by some kid, this is going to suck.’ She watched as the ball was almost on top of her, but blinked when it stopped in midair. Ranma watched in curiosity as the ball turned and headed back at the young boy. The Poke Ball smacked him right between the eyes and caused the child to stagger. ‘What just happened?’

//There’s no need to fear.// A calm and soothing voice called within Ranma’s mind. //I will not let this human boy contain you.// The young Saotome was about to ask who was there, but she didn’t need to when something appeared in front of her. The something was tall with long green ‘hair’ similar to hers, but it had a curl in the back, and it curled in the front of its face so that its red eyes were visible. It had long green arms, and its hands had three fingers. What appeared to be a spike or horn of some kind was protruding from both the front of its chest and the back. The lower part of the body seemed to turn into an elegant gown of some kind, and hidden behind the ‘gown’ were a pair of thin legs. The tall creature turned its sights away from Ranma and towards the boy and his Jolteon.

“Aw c’mon, why’d you have to interfere, Gardevoir?” The young boy whined as he rubbed his forehead. “It seemed to be alone, so why couldn’t I catch it? Can I please catch it?”

Gardevoir turned its head towards Ranma and could feel the intense feelings of anger, confusion, and nervousness. It looked back at the boy and shook its head. Its eyes glowed as it raised an arm, and Ranma watched in awe as the boy and his Jolteon started to float in the air for a few moments before the boy frantically yelled out that he would leave. Gardevoir then lowered them, and they watched as the boy recalled his Pokemon and ran away.

/Wow…/ It was the only thing that Ranma could let out. That whole lifting people up with just a wave of the hand was so awesome. She then found herself being picked up by the tall newcomer. /What are you--?/

//I’m taking you somewhere safe so that you can heal. You seem to be terribly tired, and a little rest will be good for you.// The Gardevoir’s eyes began to glow as it waved a hand over Ranma’s face.

/But I’m not,/ a yawn escaped her, /I’m not tired./ Ranma’s eyes soon closed as she drifted off into darkness for the third time that day.

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/When do you think she’ll wake up?/ An excited and curious voice asked.

/That’s the fifteenth time you asked that question./ Another voice answered with a groan. /She’ll wake up when she wakes up./ It almost sounded as if the voice mumbled something about ‘annoying little brothers’. This earned her a reply of indignation from the previous voice.

/Why are you two always arguing?/ Two other voices asked in exasperation. /How about we just let her rest and wake up on her own. How would you like it if you were interrupted from a peaceful nap./ The louder of the two asked.

//I think you all woke her up.// The same mental voice from earlier said in everyone’s heads. This actually was the thing that caused Ranma to quickly set up in shock. Casting several glances around from the area she was sleeping in, she took note that she was sitting in a fielded clearing surrounded by a dense forest. There were flowers of varying shapes, sizes, and colors. The middle of the clearing also held a large and clear river with a tall waterfall. //See, I told you.//

Ranma searched around for the mental voice and stopped when she caught sight of five chalk-white beings. Two of them actually caused her eyes to widen due to the fact that they actually looked like whatever she was. The next two looked like older versions of the smaller creatures, but the white of their bodies split off and resembled tutus instead, while their skinny green legs ended with feet that seemed to stand on tip-toes. Their green ‘hair’ appeared to be in a ‘pigtails’ style with a couple horns positioned as if they were hair-ties. Well, only one of the two who looked like ballerinas had a green color. The other had, for some reason, blue hair and a lower half instead.

The last of the group was the one who saved her earlier. After taking everything in, Ranma proceeded to do the one thing that anybody in her position would do: Ask questions. /Where am I? Who are you? What am I doing here? What are--/ She was silenced with a motion of the hand by the taller one of the group.

//There is no need to panic.// The tall one stated through the use of that odd mind speak. //You are at the place we consider home-- for the moment. You see, me and my children here,// The Gardevoir motioned towards the younger-looking ones, //are wanderers. We live in one area for a while, but then we move on to a new place.// As soon as it seemed as if Ranma had absorbed the information, Gardevoir continued. //You are here because I saved you from that human when he was trying to capture you. I sensed a great deal of intense emotions, and what felt like a young Ralts in peril.// Ranma filed the word ‘Ralts’ in her mind for later. //I actually watched you fight against that Croconaw earlier. I have never seen a young Ralts as strong as you were. In fact, Ralts usually don’t have any physical abilities to use.// The praise that she received caused Ranma to puff up in pride. //I also noticed something else that was a little odd.//

/What was odd?/

//You have blue eyes.// The Gardevoir answered. Ranma was confused by this, and the taller creature continued on as if it felt the perplexity she was going through. //There has never been a Ralts, Kirlia, Gardevoir, or Gallade known to have blue eyes such as yours. I must say that they are adorable though.//

/Uh, thanks, I guess./ Ranma answered with a slight tint of pink on her cheeks. /My name’s Ranma, by the way./

Gardevoir seemed to study her for a long moment before smiling. //It’s nice to meet you, Ranma. You can actually call me Shia.// Her hand waved to her children and stopped at the two Ralts. //The one on the left is my youngest daughter, Mia. On the right is my youngest son, Chokoto.// Shiaia finally stopped at the two Kirlia. //The one on the right is my daughter Maria, and on the left,// she motioned to the one that had blue instead of green, //is my son Nori.// The four each gave a greeting, and Maria gave a few twirls as she moved to Ranma. The higher-leveled psychic Pokemon grabbed Ranma’s arms and pulled her up.

/It’s so great to meet you, Ranma! Maybe I can give you a few pointers on spinning./ For emphasis, Maria began to spin Ranma around quickly a few times before stopping. Ranma, not really used to anything like that, stumbled around for a few seconds before falling. /Oops, sorry about that./ The Kirlia stated as she playfully stuck out her tongue.

The young Saotome-turned-Ralts sat up and sent a glare towards the spinning Pokemon. //Ranma, do you have anymore questions you’d like to know?// Gardevoir asked so that the situation could defuse and not bring any trouble.

Ranma glanced at Gardevoir as she thought about something that she wanted to know. There was only one thing she wanted to ask, and knew that it would seem awkward. /Well, I do have one question that I’ve been wondering. I’ve -- uh -- been wondering what I am exactly. I… don’t know what a Ralts is./ It was almost as everything in the surrounding area stopped in time.

/What do you mean you don’t know what you -- a Ralts -- are?/ The blue Kirlia, Nori, asked in complete shock. /Were you abandoned by your parents or something?/

//Nori,// Shia began through her telepathy, //let us allow Ranma to tell us. I’m sure that she can explain why she seems to lack the basic information of just what she is.// Nori nodded as he sat down to listen. Shia nodded before glancing back at Ranma and motioning for her to continue.

Ranma tapped her hands together as she began. /Well, I’m not sure where I came from. Heck, maybe I even came from a different world./ There was an incredulous look from the group of psychic Pokemon. /Look, I know I can’t prove-- wait, that’s it!/ She shouted as she jumped to her feet. /If you can somehow get me some hot water, I may be able to prove something. You see, I change genders with hot and cold water. I’m really male, but cold water turns me female!/

Her audience would have raised their eyebrows if they had any. The statement was so crazy that there wasn’t anyway that it could be true. Still, Shia decided to play along with it. Getting to her feet, the Gardevoir seemed to almost glide over to the river. Once near it, her eyes began to glow an eerie white-ish blue. The water in front of her began to bubble, and after a moment, a perfect sphere of water rose out of the river and stopped in midair. Holding her hand out, Shia started to create a white-blue flame. Using her telekinesis, the Gardevoir moved the flame over towards the sphere of water and began to pump some power into it. The sphere of liquid soon began to emit a little steam as the will-o-wisp went to work. Finding the water to be a satisfactory level of temperature, Shia turned around quickly and lobbed the ball at Ranma.

Upon contact with the heated water, an now soaked Ranma had to shake himself off, and deal with the group near him actually examining to see if he really did change. /Hey, hey, look, Ranma did change!/ Chokoto shouted out in awe. /Does that mean she-- he was telling the truth?/

/Obviously/ Nori answered back in a dry voice. /This is just weird. How are you able to do this?/

/Actually, it’s kind of cool!/ Maria stated in awe. /I mean, it’s not like it’s that big of a difference when compared to certain other Pokemon and humans, but it does make for an interesting life./

/But, now did it happen?/ Mia shyly asked.

//If you four would allow Ranma to explain, I’m sure that he will tell us.// With that, the Gardevoir’s children piped down so that they could listen. The fully evolved psychic Pokemon then gave a nod to Ranma.

/Well,/ the human-turned-Ralts continued, /I wasn’t always a Ralts. Actually, I just became a Ralts earlier today!/ Chokoto was about to interrupt, but a motion from his mother stopped him. /Before today, I was actually a human. I was a martial artist who -- along with my father -- visited a place called Jusenkyou. We didn’t know it, but the place was filled with hundreds of cursed springs. Apparently, whatever drowned in the spring last cursed the spring, and so if someone falls in, they take the form of whatever drowned. I fell in a spring that turned me into this, but it seems that nobody knew what a Ralts was from where I was at. Also, I CAN’T TURN BACK INTO A HUMAN!!/ Ranma finished by standing up and screaming frantically. //I lost most of the strength and speed that I spent over 10 years to work up! I can’t do anything now because I can’t change back! I’m completely weak, and I’m stuck in a place I have no clue about!/ Ranma continued to rant and panic as the severity of the situation finally started to grasp at his mind. //All those years of hard work and painful training methods-- destroyed because of those stupid springs. What do I have to show for it? A small body and form that has no fingers or STRENGTH!/ After a couple more moments and some deep breaths, he fell to his hands and knees. His form shivered as he attempted to hold in the tears that threatened to escape.

Complete and utter silence fell over the clearing as the group of Psychic Pokemon stared on at the human boy-turned-Ralts who was having a breakdown after his mind finally thought about the implications of what happened. The quad’s mother stood up and made her way over towards Ranma. Lowering herself onto her knees, Shia placed a hand onto Ranma’s head and began to stroke it as a mother would to a child. The serene air that she seemed to give off seemed to help the new Ralts a little as he sat there in silence.

/I had a dream to become the best martial artist, you know. Now because of this curse, I can’t./

//Well, why not try for a different dream that could be similar?// The Gardevoir asked as if she was merely stating the weather.

Ranma glanced up at her with an expression of confusion and curiosity. /What CAN I do when I’m stuck like this?!/

//Well,// Shia began with a soothing voice, //we can become one of the strongest psychic Pokemon around. There’d still be a couple or so other creatures that would be stronger, but we can get up there.// A slight look of interest briefly appeared across Ranma’s features. //As a psychic Pokemon, you would be able to develop your mind so that you can actually use it to lift, move around, and do various other things. You could also figure out how to speak to others using your mind as well.//

/What good would that do me? All I’d be able to do would be to move things around with my mind. That’s a real big whoop. Oh look, I can move a rock with my mind! Oooooo-- so powerful!/ This earned him a few glares from Shia’s children. /Jeez, wouldn’t I be able to do things like shoot blasts of stuff at people or some--/ Ranma trailed off as he started to remember the events that seemed to be a hole in his memory. Upon gaining these slightly blocked memories, his eyes widened. /I just remembered some things from after I first transformed! Whoa, I actually used some of that teleki-- telaka-- terakanesis-- uh-- whatever it is called!/

Curious about what he was thinking about that got him so excited, the Gardevoir used a little of her psionic ability to check into Ranma’s thoughts. What she witnessed made her develop a very slight twitch in her eye. //Well, yes, you can do thinks like that. There is, however, much more that can be accomplished through the use of the mind. Maybe you could even learn to use a little psychic energy to enhance your physical abilities to make up for your loss.//

/You’re serious?!/ Ranma suddenly shouted out with an odd smile. At the older psychic Pokemon’s reluctant nod, his mood completely brightened. Jumping to his feet, Ranma punched the air. /Alright,/ he began, /my new goal is to become the best psychic user AND martial artist ever. I’ll figure out how to use this psychic stuff to help me with the power and speed that I lost!/ The human-turned-Ralts gave a cocky smirk as he ran his hand across his nose. /Right, let’s get started! Maybe I’ll even figure out how to transform back into a human!/

/Is it just me,/ Maria began in a whisper towards her siblings, /or is Ranma also freaking you all out as well with these strange swing of moods and enthusiastic-ness?/ Her siblings gave a nod in agreement as they continued to watch the antics of the former human.

/I think I’m gonna start right now!/ Ranma shouted in excitement.

//Do you know how to tap into your psychic power?// The question caught Ranma off guard and caused him to halt in his tracks. Slowly turning around, he shook his head to signal that he didn’t. The siblings slapped their foreheads and groaned while Shia just gave a giggle. //Well, I guess that we’re going to have to help you get the hang of unleashing your mental abilities.// She then silently added something to herself. ‘After watching that scene in his memories, I’m worried about what I am actually about to unleash.’

/Alright, I’m well on my way again to being the best!/ Managing to calm down, Ranma listened to Shia as she explained how to use their psychic power. ‘Heh, maybe this whole thing isn’t too bad.’ The martial artist-turned-Ralts began to think of all the things he could probably learn how to do. The first thing on his agenda, however, would be to try and figure out how to use it to strengthen his abilities and increase his speed so that he could be close to where he used to be. Of course, he wasn’t expecting any miracles, but at least some semblance of what he used to be able to do would be a blessing.

‘If I ever see you again, old man, I’m going to pound you so far into the dirt…’

xxA.Nxx

A Ranma/Pokemon crossover that DOESN’T involve Ranma gradually becoming a Pokemon trainer of sorts? Weird…

Anyway, this is an idea that has plagued my mind for quite a few years. Of course, the story and plot ideas have changed in that time due to no definite idea, but we now have ignition!!

[Dumbledork]

This is a great start. Did you send Ranma to the Pokémon world or somewhere else? And will he be able to evolve and after some practicing speak (after all Meowth can speak too)?

[tsukiakari]

Be kinda funny if you send him/her to a world that has Pokemon as a game or perhaps to a Pokegirl world. Would be humorous.

[KonokoHasano]

Dumbledork: Yeah, the Pokemon world is where he is being flung to, and he will learn to talk... eventually. Ranma will also be able to evolve later on. What I was thinking was that when he hits Gardevoir, it would branch off due to finding a Dawn Stone. This would allow it so that in female form he'd be a Gardevoir, while in male form he'd be a Gallade. After-all, I'm sure the fighting type added on would make him completely giddy.

Tsukiakari: What makes you think his home world doesn't already have Pokemon as a video game, and Ranma, Genma, and a few others in very rural China just don't know? Or they just know a very skinny basic?

As for a Pokegirl world... that's something I don't want to touch. *Shivers*

[Dumbledork]

Hehehe! I can see one big problem coming up for Ranma. Trying to avoid the Pokémon trainers. After all, he'd be an excellent catch. Problem is that he'll probably know nothing of the Pokémon world and doesn't even know what Pokéballs are. Ranma will probably be caught by Ash, right?

[KonokoHasano]

Hehehe! I can see one big problem coming up for Ranma. Trying to avoid the Pokémon trainers. After all, he'd be an excellent catch. Problem is that he'll probably know nothing of the Pokémon world and doesn't even know what Pokéballs are. Ranma will probably be caught by Ash, right?

Ranma would probably also become widely sought by trainers.

1.) A Ralts that is stronger than the normal Ralts
2.) A Ralts who seems to be able to create psionic abilities that others do not.
3.) A Ralts also trying to speak human -- that could take a little while.

As for Ranma being caught by Ash: I'm not sure about that part. I've thought about Ash making a few appearances, but the idea of Ash actually making it a challenge to try and meet the 'mysterious Ralts' is interesting.

[Kimina]

*simply smiles an I-know-more-than-you-guys smirk*

[Dumbledork]

Does Ranma retain his adaptability and can learn and mimic every pokémon attack or will he be limited to moves Ralts is able to learn? And I'd like for him to meet Mew.

[KonokoHasano]

I'm considering having Ranma put a greater use on learning how to do things with his psychic ability. One possibility is learning to manipulate fire, water, or other forms of substance through use of psionics. Ranma also still has his ki, and so he would be able to gradually learn how to use that to do such things as enhance physical abilities.

Ranma will manage to learn and adapt.

Also, him meeting a psychic legendary does sound interesting.

[Heaven's Deamon]

Another thing to consider is which continent and what timeframe. Example, he could land in Kanto while Ash is off at Hoenn or the D/P continent, I could somehow see Sabrina taking some time off from being a Gymleader to seek out the rumors of a Psychic type that is supposed to be absent from the local continent. Also, If I recall the movies correctly, Mew was traveling with Mewtwo and the clone pokemon, and Mewtwo "spoke" using telepathy. I wonder if Ranma could learn that?

[KonokoHasano]

The odd thing with the anime is that after heading to places like Johto and Hoenn, the pokemon in that region have actually appeared wild in Kanto. There are many times when the anime seems to contradict itself.

Mostly though, I was considering Hoenn, but being in Kanto and having Sabrina find him is an interesting idea.

[Kimina]

*Kimina's mischievous grin continues*

[borgrabbit]

A Ralts? I gotta go do some research. Haven't watched Pokemon in years, since the last of my kids got tired of it. I think that it would have been neat for him to be one of those invisible, shape changing, flying dragon pokemon in one on the movies. He could have had a human form then. Oh well.

Wes

[KonokoHasano]

A Ralts? I gotta go do some research. Haven't watched Pokemon in years, since the last of my kids got tired of it. I think that it would have been neat for him to be one of those invisible, shape changing, flying dragon pokemon in one on the movies. He could have had a human form then. Oh well.

Wes

Here's a link about what a Ralts is, and towards the bottom it shows its evolutions.
http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Ralts

[Heaven's Deamon]

Ralts is a Phsychic type first Introduced in the Ruby/Saphire/Emerald games, it evolves to Kirlia at level 20 and then can become Gardevoir at level 30. In addition, Diamond and Pearl added a split, in that Male Kirlias that were given a Dawn stone would evolve into the Psychic/Fighting type Gallade. Overall, the line gives an impression of being more stragetically oriented than raw power based, learning many status and support type techniques and a somewhat limited pool of offensive techs, while Gallade uses a lot of high Crit rate techs like Slash.

Some other things to differentiate Ranma from normal pokemon would be to string together several attacks one after the other so that an opponent doesn't have a chance to fight back as well as testing the limits of other techniques. Pumping power into a Reflect or Barrier until it acts more like the Counter/Mirrorcoat techs and sends the attacks that hit it back at their source would be an example.