A Ranma ½ / Slayers crossover story
By Aaron Bergman
Disclaimer: Ranma ½ and all characters therein belong to Rumiko Takahashi,
Shogakukan, Kitty, and Viz Video. Slayers and all characters belong to
Hajime Kanzaka, Rui Araizumi, Kadokawa Shoten, TV Tokyo, Softx, and Marubeni.
Zelgadis was depressed. This was nothing new.
He was depressed because another so-called 'cure' had failed to meet
his expectations. This was also nothing new.
It had turned his stone skin a rather delicate shade of violet.
This was both new and annoying.
He wasn't going to let it get to him. Oh, no. Not even the comment he'd
gotten from the alchemist ("At least it's better than blue, eh, boy?")
or the come-on from the alchemist's apprentice would burst his aura of
He hadn't destroyed their tower out of rage, but out of a sense of responsibility
Or so he had told himself.
Which left him with violet skin, sitting in a Zefelian tavern, wondering
if his chimera metabolism would let him get drunk. Rip-roaring, stone-bending
(if you'll pardon the pun) drunk.
Someone tapped his shoulder. "Excuse me, sir, but do you know the
way to the Tendou dojo?"
Without turning around, Zelgadis said "No. Buzz off."
The unseen speaker presumably buzzed. Zelgadis couldn't care less. Then
a little boy slid into the only other chair his table had.
The kid smiled. "Hey mister, you look pretty down. What's wrong?"
"Buzz off, kid."
The kid smiled even wider. "Could it have somethin' to do with your
Short of physical violence, Zelgadis didn't see any way to make this
kid buzz, so he settled for the next best thing: short, annoying answers.
Then the kid did something strange. Reaching into a belt pouch, he pulled
a little paper packet out. The boy ripped it open, dumped the powdery
contents into a cup of water that had sat untouched in front of Zelgadis
for several minutes, then tossed the contents onto the chimera.
Zelgadis changed. His skin grew soft for the first time in years, actually
able to feel the whisper of cloth against bare skin! He reached out and
touched the table, unbelieving. A sliver from the wood drove itself into
his fingertip. It was real!
The kid grinned and left, placing the empty paper packet on the table.
Zelgadis, too caught up in the simplest of all senses, touch, did nothing
to stop his benefactor. The boy disappeared into the crowd before Zelgadis,
suddenly too filled with joy to hold himself any longer, jumped out of
his seat and shouted, "I'M HUMAN!!!!!"
This was a bad idea. He knocked over a waitress that was carrying several
bowls of hot soup. They spilled all over the human-turned-chimera-turned-human,
and he reverted to being a simple human-turned-chimera.
Zelgadis ran his unfeeling fingers over the table he'd been seated at,
oblivious to the hot soup staining his clothing. Sitting down heavily,
he put his head in his arms and started weeping. Of all the cruel pranks
for the gods to play…
He raised his head, looking for the little boy. Seeing only the packet
the kid had dumped into the water, Zelgadis picked it up and started reading
it. "Japanese Cursed Spring of Drowned Man, dehydrated. Located in…"
PART THE SECOND:
Xelloss stepped out of the dreary tavern, back to his 'normal' (purple-haired
priest) form and glad of it. "The things I do for L-sama… Oh, well,
I guess that was a pretty good prank. And it'll only get better."
"What are you doing here, Xelloss-san? And what are you
mumbling to yourself about?"
Xelloss literally jumped seven feet, ran headfirst into the tavern's
sign, then dropped headfirst onto the ground. Amelia knelt beside him
and said concernedly, "Oh, I'm sorry. Are you hurt?"
Xelloss stood up. "I'm fine, just fine! But poor Zel-kun isn't."
"Oh, no!" Amelia's left hand covered her mouth in a classic
gesture of surprise.
Xelloss, seeing a way to get rid of Amelia, quickly added, "Yes.
Someone evil has played a cruel prank on him, and he's inside this tavern
about to drown his woes in alcohol!"
Amelia gasped. "You mean… He might become an alcoholic?"
Rather than wonder how Amelia's Wonder Brain had jumped to this conclusion,
Xelloss simply said "Yes."
Amelia didn't waste any time. Nearly ripping the door off its hinges,
she plunged bravely into the pit of a tavern, calling out Zelgadis's name.
Xelloss chuckled. "Works every time." That's when he felt a
tap on his spirit, a sure sign that someone powerful wanted to talk with
him. Since Zelas-Metallum had been 'convinced' to give up his services,
that could only mean one thing: the Lord of Nightmares. He sighed and
prepared to dive into the Sea of Chaos.
Zelgadis bellied up to the bar, the picture of dejection. The poster-child
of misery. The used dishrag of Fate. At least, that's how he felt, which
wasn't actually that far from the truth.
The bartender didn't look up from the glass he was always polishing.
"What do you have for someone who's just been taunted by the gods
"Hemlock with a twist." Then, he added, "Unless you mean
that as a figure of speech, friend. Then I'd recommend Brew."
"Make mine a double."
Brew is infamous among Zefelian adventurers, because of both its simplicity
and its lethality. It was also one of the many reasons that Zefelians
were better at adventuring than others, because to drink brew took iron
will (the color and the smoking drive off lesser men), strong control
over the gag reflex (for some reason, most people try to throw up when
they first smell the stuff), and near-superhuman constitution (otherwise
you will die.)
As I have already stated, the basic recipe is simple. Take every kind
of hard alcohol available. Pour half of each bottle into a barrel. Add
hydrochloric acid for flavor. Depending on what Zefelian village you're
in (each village has its own mix of Brew, and jealously guards the recipe),
food coloring of the green, pink, or dingy brown variety may be added
as well, just to give the drink a truly vile appearance. When served,
drop in dry ice (magically preserved by local wizards for traditions'
sake) to give it that smoking, threatening ambiance demanded by all true
lovers of Brew.
Oh, did I forget to mention that it's served in mugs?
When that mug plopped down in front of him, Zelgadis didn't even blink.
Some might wonder if he even bothered to look at it as he brought the
mug to his lips and tilted his head back, chugging for all he was worth.
A welcome cloud descended on his mind, obscuring his anger at… well,
everything that had happened recently.
"NOOOOO!!!! I am too late!"
All the anger that had just departed returned full force. Zelgadis set
down the mug and turned around, blinking unsteadily at the girl standing
there. "Wh- Amelia? What are you doin' here?"
Amelia reached behind Zelgadis and grabbed the mug from the bar. She
dumped what little was left out, not noticing as the contents ate a hole
in the wooden floor. "Saving you from the perils of drink, Zelgadis-san!
Uh… what happened to your skin?" she added.
Zelgadis wobbled as he stood up, towering menacingly over the princess
of Justice. "Nothin' I wanna talk about. An' what makes you think
I need saving, huh?"
"Well, Xelloss said…"
After grabbing up his second mug (he did ask for a double), Zelgadis
wobbled his way back to the table. "You listened to that double-crossing
Mazoku trickster cheat? Well, that figures."
Amelia followed him to his table, genuinely worried. "What do you
Zelgadis took another slug of Brew, then, his tongue loosened, said,
"A bubble-brained little idiot like you would believe anything anyone
says." After that, he tilted the mug upward and drained it down to
With those simple words, Amelia's heart shattered. Trying to keep up
a brave face, she said, voice quavering, "Do you mean that?"
Zelgadis's head hit the table. The bartender walked up to the table and
picked up the empty mug. After checking the inside carefully, then testing
the unconscious chimera for a pulse just as carefully, he pronounced with
great dignity, "He drained one and three quarters of a mug without
dying. He holds the new record!"
The bar erupted into shouts and cheers, which roused the chimera. After
looking around for a moment, he saw Amelia sitting across from him. "Amelia-san?
When did you get here?" Then he noticed the bartender standing above
him. "What happened?"
The bartender took out his glass again and started polishing. "Not
much. You gulped some down, started talking to the little lady here, then
"You mean I was only out for two minutes?" At the bartender's
solemn nod, Zelgadis punched the table. "I should have known I wouldn't
be able to get drunk."
"Did you mean what you said?" Amelia's voice trembled as she
Which confused the hell out of Zelgadis. Feeling like Gourry for a brief
moment, he said, "What I said? What did I say?"
Rather than respond, she burst into tears. Zelgadis was left out of his
depth. Up to this point, most of his experience with females (approximately
one-half) had come from Lina Inverse herself. THE Lina Inverse. As you
might imagine, this hadn't taught him much about how to deal with feminine
tears. Quite a bit of the rest had come from the girl sitting in front
of him, but Zelgadis had never seen Amelia cry like this.
Zelgadis, not knowing what to do, got up and sat next to her, putting
a comforting arm around her. She shrugged it off, then stood up. "Knowing
what you really think of me, I'm afraid that I can no longer continue
holding romantic feelings for you. It would just be wrong. Can we still
"What? Of course we're friends, Amelia, what would make you think
otherwise?" Zelgadis was bewildered, a perfectly understandable state.
The whole room fell into silence. Then, the room resounded with the sound
of a door hitting a wall.
"WHERE IS THE TENDOU DO… ah, hehe, sorry." Amelia (and everyone
else in the room) turned to the man with the bandanna, who stood in the
storage room door. The man put one hand behind his head and started laughing
nervously. "Am I interrupting something?"
Zelgadis heard a sigh from the girl sitting next to him, and he turned
his attention back to Amelia. She was sitting with both hands under her
chin, staring with stars in her eyes at the man with the bandanna. "Oh,
he's soooo cute…"
This made Zelgadis feel very uncomfortable and angry, for reasons he
refused to examine. She sure cheered up fast… "Amelia-san,
we don't even know who he is. For all we know, he could be a bandit."
Amelia turned to the chimera, shocked to her core. "No, say it isn't
so! Well then, it is my duty as a Champion of Justice to turn him from
his evil ways!" She moved quickly over to where the bandanna'd man
was walking aimlessly around the tables, and seized one of his arms. She
dragged him back to the table.
Zelgadis felt as confused as the man looked, but shrugged and took life
for what it was. "I'm Zelgadis Graywords. Pleasure to meet you."
The man sat down. "My name is Ryouga Hibiki."
Amelia plopped down in a chair between them. "And I'm Amelia Wil
Tesla de Saillune. Are you a bandit?"
Ryouga looked at her, befuddled. "No, I'm a wandering martial artist.
Why do you ask?"
Amelia winked at Zelgadis, which furthered his discomfort. "No reason…"
Zelgadis decided, right then and there, to never try to comprehend
what had happened in the last few minutes. Thinking about Amelia's motivations
made his head hurt anyway, so he figured she'd get over whatever was bugging
her and tell him what happened, or maybe Lina would be able to drag it
out of her the next time they all got together. "Amelia, have you
ever heard of a place called 'Japan'?"
Amelia shrugged. "No, can't say that I have." Ryouga, however,
"I'm from Japan!"
Zelgadis turned to him, suddenly ready to forgive him anything. "You
are? Great! How do we get there?"
Ryouga put one hand behind his head and laughed nervously. "It's,
uh, hehe, funny you should mention that…"
The Sea of Chaos laughed after Xelloss departed. "It's all going
according to plan!"
Jusenkyou, who had remained hidden while the Mazoku was speaking, asked
His roommate, "Do You think that maybe We are involving Ourselves
in Our world overmuch?"
"What makes You say that?"
"Look at Yourself." The Sea of Chaos did so.
"You're in a body, without any puny mortals around!"
"Yeah, so? I like this body. Feels comfortable." The Sea of
Chaos leveled one golden digit at Jusenkyou. "Who are You to talk?
You're in a body too!"
Jusenkyou tugged on His pigtail nervously, then adjusted the bandanna
that kept the hair out of His eyes. "You see? I didn't even decide
to accept an avatar, and yet here I am, riding one!"
The Sea of Chaos shrugged. "So what? As We shape Ourselves, so Our
mortals, through their perceptions, shape Us. It's a simple fact, old
friend, so deal." She looked at the object in Her hands. "Why
they imagine I carry a shovel around is beyond even My omniscience…"
Jusenkyou sighed, then looked puzzled for a moment. "You know, I
have the feeling We forgot something."
Naga came to with a splitting headache. Nothing out of the ordinary for
her. What was unusual were her surroundings: a magic lab she'd rented
from a local sorcerer. Her recollection of the last few hours was hazy,
but she was fairly certain she'd succeeded in her experiments.
"OHO HO HOowowowow!" She clutched her head in agony. "I,
Naga the White Serpent, have succeeded in walking the dimensions."
Then, she rubbed her head, deep in thought. "I wonder how I did it.
And… Who is this Ranma-sama I long for?"
Kodachi came to with a splitting headache. Which was no surprise to her,
though her recollections of the last few hours were hazy. And there was
strange knowledge crowding her brain, making it feel even more swelled.
"Ohhhh… my head. It's too dark in here. Lighting!"
As she spoke the word, a ball of light floated from her hand and rose
to the ceiling, illuminating the whole room. Kodachi stared at her hand
"How did I do that? And… Who is this 'Lina Inverse' I long to
Ranma ran atop the fence next to the canal, trying to reconcile his own
memories. On the one hand, he remembered Tokyo being immense, with a nation's
worth of people in its own right. On the other, he knew that
it only had maybe twenty or thirty thousand people in it, including all
the farming villages surrounding Tokyo proper.
This could give anyone a headache. What made it worse was trying to figure
out just what the hell had happened yesterday. Mass hallucination?
Gosunkugi admitted to studying books on Nylarthotep and the other Great
Old Ones, but denied having anything to do with worshipping one. Happosai
didn't remember being staked and almost sacrificed, and told everyone
outright that "It'd take a magician stronger than that pathetic weakling
to sacrifice me!" Then there had been the whole Kodachi/Nagachi thing,
but she hadn't even shown herself since yesterday.
Just how much had changed? How had it changed? With this odd double memory,
Ranma kept on turning corners, expecting to see buildings that weren't
there or people that didn't exist. An odd fragment from a movie he'd seen
recently (What the hell is a movie? he wondered absently) popped
in his head. In it, the cast of some popular show had taken a ride on
a turtle's back, ending up in a strange place. Maybe that was what had
happened to them…
"Nihao, airen! So good to see you!" Ranma was glomped by a
purple-haired flurry of Amazon love. Looking around frantically for other
fiancées, he spotted Akane heading his way with fire in her eyes and mallet
in her hands.
Some things haven't changed, I can tell you that much. He spiraled
his way into unconsciousness, helped along by a healthy beating.
The door to the Cat Cafe slid open, and Cologne, who was manning the
counter, looked up. "Welcome."
The woman standing there brushed her hair out of her eyes and handed
the old woman a sign. "Says help wanted. Need a job."
Cologne took the sign, bemused by the way this woman, speaking in a rude
and abrupt fashion, nevertheless managed to sound polite. "Do you
have a resume, young woman?"
The young woman, rather than answer, simply handed Cologne a piece of
paper. Cologne scanned it quickly, then handed it back to the woman. "Nice
to meet you, Inverse-san. It says that Ceipheed, one of your references,
sleeps inside you. Could I speak to him?"
The Dragon spoke, and Cologne listened.
"No, I'm afraid that I can't take your job."
"What do you mean?!"
Lina Inverse, sorceress extraordinaire, was being driven out of her mind.
She'd spent nearly four hours here on the docks, looking for a ship and
a captain who'd be willing to take on the possibly dangerous task of finding
the island of Japan. So far, she'd had no luck.
"I mean that I won't take your job. I have a lucrative trade right
here, and I'm not about to give it up for some lousy treasure map that's
older than dirt. Four out of ten ship's captains die on those sorts of
trips, you know. Statistical fact."
"I'll give you statistics!" Gourry, afraid Lina was going to
hurt someone and get them permanently banned from another city, took action
by grabbing her arms.
"Come on, Lina, it isn't like they're out to get us."
She turned a horrible expression on the wandering swordsman. Lina slavered
as she raved, "Of course they're out to get us! They're always out
to get us!"
"Lina, you're getting all pedaroid again."
Lina calmed down slightly as she said, "Do you mean paranoid?"
Gourry looked shocked. "Of course not! I'd never imply that you
do those sorts of things to children!"
The man they'd been talking to cleared his throat, thereby saving Gourry
a beating. "If you want to hire a ship, I'd recommend that you go
to the Mermaid's Tonsils."
Lina smacked Gourry once on the head in lieu of the pounding he'd earned.
"Where is it? Is it a wretched hive of scum and villainy?"
The man looked fairly shocked. "Of course not! It's an ice cream
shop. If you want a wretched hive of scum and villainy, I'd recommend
the Mermaid's Armpit, but I don't think it would do you much good."
"Why do you say that?" Lina asked, genuinely curious.
"If you are in fact Lina Inverse, Enemy of all Who Live" Gourry
tensed his arms, stopping Lina from going for the throat "then you'd
be more likely to fireball the place then get any help from the pirates
inside. But they do have a really good salad bar…"
Gourry started dragging Lina away. "Thanks for all your help. See
Xelloss waited until they were out of site before reverting to his normal
form. "Well, that worked out splendidly. I just wish I knew the fullness
of L-sama's plan. Hmm… Maybe I should check out this 'Japan' place they're
looking for transport to. Could be interesting…"
He teleported away.
"Gourry, have you noticed a certain sameness in all the bars around
here?" Gourry had released Lina after a sharp kick to the shin, and
now he was keeping his distance from the still-irate sorceress.
"What do you mean, Lina?"
"Well, look at that." She pointed to a sign that was hanging
overhead. "Mermaid's Right Fin." Then, Lina swung her finger
down the line of tavern signs. "Mermaid's Left Fin, Mermaid's Appendectomy
Scar, Mermaid's Pinky Finger, Mermaid's…" She blushed suddenly.
"Well, that one's probably a whorehouse."
Gourry looked on with interest. "Wow, Lina, look at that. I wonder
how she manages to keep the costume on all day?" He pointed to a
woman that was leaning out of one of the upper story windows.
Lina kicked him again. "She's not supposed to keep it on! Pervert."
"Ow!" Gourry pointed, in hopes of distracting her. "There's
the Mermaid's Tonsils!"
The Keys were happy. The initial stages of the game had gone well; perhaps
too well, with this discovery of someone who could use the power the Keys
possessed. Idly wondering what would happen if the person carrying them
had a smidgen of their power, the Keys decided to test Amelia.
"Well, that's no good." Amelia sat back in her chair, stuffed
to the brim. After eating in a Zefelian tavern, she had a whole new appreciation
for where Lina's big appetite had come from. The table was buried under
a small mountain of still-uneaten food, and the other patrons were giving
the threesome funny looks. "Well, if we could only find Lina…"
KAAAZACK! The universe cracked for just a moment, then Ryouga,
Amelia, and Zelgadis disappeared from the tavern, leaving the smell of
Pine-Sol behind. The bartender looked up from his glass. "Good thing
I made them pay when I brought their food to the table… learned my lesson
with that Inverse girl."
KAAZZACK! The universe cracked for just a moment, then Gourry
and Lina recoiled in surprise as Amelia, Zelgadis, and some guy wearing
a bandanna appeared in front of them, still seated in rather nice chairs.
Jusenkyou raised His head up suddenly, as though He was a hound that
had caught a scent. "I felt them! My Keys were just used!"
The Sea of Chaos clapped Her hands. "Great! Now, where are they?"
Jusenkyou looked sheepish for a moment. "Uhhh… in one of Your
The Sea of Chaos pulled a three-ton, titanium-reinforced paper fan from
nowhere and opened an economy-sized bucket of whoopass on Her roommate.
"WE ALREADY KNEW THAT!!!! WHY CAN'T YOU TELL ME MORE?!?!"
Jusenkyou groaned weakly. "Ohhh, that huurrts… Coach, They're
killin' Us out there. Number 38 has it in for Me…"
The Sea of Chaos put away Her fan. "Maybe I overdid it a bit."
"Ouch! You think?!" Jusenkyou stood up slowly. "And to
answer Your question, the reason I can't tell You more is because
the Keys only gave off a brief burst of energy. Far too brief for Me to
tell where it came from!"
"Sorry." Jusenkyou looked mollified at Her apology.
"No problem. Now, what can We do to entertain Ourselves until they
show themselves again?"
The Mermaid's Tonsils was a fairly nice place, even as far as ice cream
shops go. A dozen or so tables were scattered around the room, and there
was a stage in the corner where several people sat, playing instruments
and singing. Not many people were talking.
Amelia looked green as the five adventurers stepped into the Mermaid's
Tonsils. She clutched her stomach as she said, "Oh, I want ice cream
but the thought of it makes me sick…"
Lina looked shocked. "Amelia not wanting ice cream? People appearing
out of nowhere? Zelgadis with purple skin? What is the world coming to?
Which reminds me," she turned to Zelgadis, "why is your skin
Zelgadis grumbled as they found a table, "Failed cure. Don't wanna
talk about it."
Lina waved one hand disinterestedly. "Fine by me. So, what does
Zelgadis, Amelia, and Ryouga clutched their stomachs. "Couldn't
eat another bite…" they groaned in unison.
"Whatever. How did you guys get here, anyway?"
Gourry said brightly, "Maybe some writer couldn't figure out how
to bring us all together, so he just flung you here in violation of the
laws of time and space?"
Everyone blinked. Gourry shrugged. "Or maybe not."
A man wearing a star with a crossbow slung at his belt stepped up to
the table. "Watch it there, boy. We got laws about breakin' the Fourth
Wall in this town. I'll let y'all off with a warnin' fer now, but one
more time and I'll run y'all in." He hitched at his belt and went
up to the counter.
Everyone blinked again. Then, Lina stood up. "Well, I'm gonna see
if they have mint chocolate chip. Gourry, do you want something?"
"Sure. Vanilla for me." Lina went up to the counter. Standing
behind it was a man in his forties.
He said wearily, "Whaddya want?"
"One mint chocolate chip cone, one vanilla cone, and a ship's captain
The man perked up visibly. "Ship's captain? As it happens, I'm a
ship's captain! Jacob Bangle's the name." He dished out the ice cream
as he spoke. "Where do you need to go?"
"The legendary Lost Restaurant of the Cat!"
The whole room fell silent as she spoke. The music stopped. The small
crowd hushed. Then, someone said, "Who wants to do some karaoke?"
Lina turned to the stage, where the previous singer was stepping down
from the stage.
"Ooo! Ooo! I wanna!" Amelia rushed to the stage. She stepped
up, and Lina turned her attention away.
Jacob handed her the cones. "My break's in ten minutes. If you wanna
stick around, I'd be glad to talk with you!"
Lina shrugged. "Sure. Why not?" She walked back to the table
and handed Gourry his ice cream cone. "Here y'go. So, Zelgadis, you
haven't introduced us yet." She gestured to the man in the bandanna.
Zelgadis instinctively looked for Amelia, but she was still on stage.
He grumbled for a moment, then said, "Fine. Lina, Gourry, this is
Ryouga Hibiki. Ryouga, this is Gourry Gabriev and Lina Inverse."
Ryouga didn't scream, run, point, shout out "Oh no! It's the enemy
of all who live!" or any combination of the above, which made him
a winner in Lina's book. Instead, he said, "Nice to meet you."
"So, Lina, what kind of a quest are you on this time?"
Lina rummaged around in her belt pouch for a moment, then handed Zelgadis
the flyer. "Read it."
Zelgadis took a moment to puzzle out the runes, then he read aloud, "'Come
visit Japan this year! Our treasure-packed mountains and caverns beckon
you! Our warrior masters and magicians are prepared to teach the latest
in techniques! While you're here, why not stop for a meal at the Restaurant
of the Cat? We've got the best ramen you'll ever taste! Mystic spices
Reaching a separate part of the flyer, he read, "'Sail due south
from Cataman for two days, then turn left at Prayer Gate Rock. You can't
miss it!'" He looked up at Ryouga. "How accurate is this thing?"
Ryouga shrugged. "Got me."
At this point, Jacob sat down in one of the two empty chairs. "You
needed a ship's captain?"
Two nameless, faceless Mazoku minions were wandering around the Kataart
Mountains, wondering what a demon could do for fun on a Saturday night.
For clarity's sake, let's call one "Alpo" and the other "Purina."
"Hey Alpo! You see that?" Purina pointed down into a valley.
Alpo looked. In this small mountain valley, three men were apparently
practicing their fighting skills. They leapt and dodged, struck and parried,
and generally made a real racket. Alpo grinned.
"Well, looks like a little fun to be had, eh?" With that, he
teleported down into the valley. The three men standing there took one
look at him and stopped practicing immediately.
Alpo stepped forward intimidatingly. "Well, well, well, looks like
we got a couple of intruders here. What do we do to intruders, Purina?"
Purina shrugged. "Dunno. It's been what, three hundred years since
anyone has dared to go into these mountains?"
Herb turned to Mint. "Do you know who these guys are?"
Mint shrugged. "No. They look like they'd put up a pretty good fight,
though." He looked at Lime, who was standing behind the two Mazoku.
"They seem to be trying to scare us, though." He looked at his
lord. "What say we teach them a lesson?"
Herb cracked his knuckles. "I'm afraid that I have to call rank,
you two. These guys are mine."
Mazoku aren't immune to chi attacks, and Alpo, along with Purina, soon
lived up to their names.
To be continued…
Author's notes: Another chapter done. As of this writing, no one has
answered the PUN CHALLENGE, so it still stands. I guess that a metaphysical
cookie just ain't appealing enough, so how about this. I'll tell the secret
to the first person who can find the most puns inherent in my title, "Slayers
Nibunnoichi." What secret will I reveal, you ask? Well, that is…
Okay, question of the moment is, "What am I thinking, making Mazoku
vulnerable to chi attacks?!" The answer's pretty simple. Chi is using
the power of your own spirit to strengthen your attacks and defenses.
Sounds a lot like shamanism so far, ne? And we all know that minor Mazoku
are pretty vulnerable to the Ra Tilt, which I am (for convenience's sake)
stating is equivalent to the Shishi Hokodan and the Moko Takabisha. I
don't know if Herb, Mint, or Lime are able to pull off such powerful attacks,
but since they were introduced after Ranma and Ryouga learned
both of the aforementioned attacks, I figure Rumiko Takahashi would've
given them an equivalent.
Anyhoo, I'm going to be going offline for about eight weeks or so, so
don't expect a new part for a while. Don't worry, when I come back, I'm
comin' back for good. And all will know my name, and all will TREMBLE!!!
Sorry about that, folks, seems like Eyewrin, my Evil Clone, got into
the file for just a bit… really. Honestly!