Welcome to Trapped. This update includes a dividing of chapter 01 into two chapters, lots of added content to the Nekomi event; as well as to all the scenes involving Ranma's becoming a ronin and leaving Nerima. Also, I have completed an all new chapter! All in all, loads of new and extra content!

Sorry the update took so long, I usually like to get all the main chapters up to about 40kb(notepad) before I post. Though I don't mind a chapter being as low as the upper 20's. The exception is prologues. And this is one of them.

This was started by Firehedgedog (trapped story id:139331), but she has not picked up the story in a little over 4 years (11-28-01). So, with her permission, I shall pick up where she left of and add a little of my own flare while I'm at it. Okay, a lot of my own flare… hehe.

Yes, this is another Ranma/Senshi fanfic, this is a warning to all of those who don't like the "Ranma in a fuku" Genre. Flames will be laughed at, tied to Happosai and sent down river (play nice with the fishies now). Seriously, flames are a sad, sad waste of time that shows only how immature one can be. Please put any criticism into a positive, helpful light. That way we may all learn and work together to create fics that are far more enjoyable for all. If you have suggestions as to how this fic should play out, then I am all "ears"; however, remember that this is a "Sailor Moon, Ranma in a fuku fic" (i.e. any suggestions that would go directly against this premise will be filed for later projects). Also, this is a "Ranma is a girl permanently" and as such the above statement applies here as well.

Sailor Moon is the property of Takeuchi Naoko. Ranma 1/2 is the property of Takashi Rumiko. Oh (Ah) My Goddess is the property of Kosuke Fujishima.

Enjoy!
till next...

To gain, one must first lose...

To rise, one must first lower...

To get, one must first give...

To live, one must first die...

TRAPPED

Prologue

Stories great and small all have a beginning and an end...

00-01

Setsuna looked down at the two infants, amazed at what they had already accomplished together. She knew they're future would be a turbulent, but blessed one. Looking up at her fellow senshi she wondered if they were truly ready to raise these special children. Haruka and Michiru had been through a lot in the recent months, having survived things that should have crushed even their Princess's heart. But all of them were stronger thanks to these two little siblings.

Looking down again at the babies she smiled at their position. The older one curled protectively around the younger; the purple-haired girl snuggling deep into the embrace of the red-headed.

00-02

Crimson locks flurried about as she opened her mouth to speak. She knew the consequences of using her power; but her friends would die otherwise. And no matter what name she went by, she would not lose. The enemy before her charged, ignorant of the danger before him. As the beast closed in, she spoke.

She spoke without a word, her mouth open without a sound; but the force of her greatest power shattered the fool before her. Her power once again saved her friends...

But at a cost.

00-03

Hotaru Looked up from were she was sprawled on the blacktop. Above her were the same bullies that had been terrorizing her for years. They had been getting closer to real violence each time they picked on her in the recent months, and they were looking especially mean spirited today. But before either side could do anything more, the leader of the gang was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.

A slim, feminine hand.

Turning toward the owner of said hand, both sides found the site before them very surprising. The hand was attached to one of the most quietest, non-violent, weak, calm girls in the school. What they found so shocking, beside the fact that she was going out of her way to initiate an interaction with someone beside Hoshiko, was the clear look of anger on her face. Her face was in a deep scowl, and her eyes shimmered in challenge. The words she spoke held a deep, passionate fury; a tone very different form her normal, shy soprano.

"Leave Hotaru-chan alone!"

00-04

She stood before the door to a home once his. A life once his. A future once his. A family once his. She stood before the door and hesitated. Would they accept him for what she had become?

Steeling herself, she stepped through the door...

00-05

They stood there. In their hands, the cure to the Jusenkyo curse. The dilemma was that it took two to activate the cure, only one of them could receive it, and it only worked once. Ryoga knew that the best way to decide who would get the cure was to dual for it. But he was finally being honest with himself, there was no way he could defeat Ranma. After all, his rival did kill a demi-god. Power like that one cannot ignore, even if they were as delusional as Kuno. What chance did he really stand at getting the cure. 'Well,' he thought to himself, 'I guess I might as well get accustomed to running for my life, as I will forever be cursed to be that damned P-chan.' So deep in his musings that he almost failed to notice his friend and traveling companion speak. What he did hear had to be his imagination. "I sorry, but I didn't quite catch that?"

"I said..." Ranma took a deep breath and with a sigh, continued. "...You can have the cure."

"You're kidding right, this has to be some sort of trick."

"No kidding, no trick. You can have it."

"Why?" Ryoga was very skeptical at this strange turn of events.

"Because, though I am not entirely to blame for your terrible life... in fact most of it wasn't my fault. Despite that, I do feel responsible for this. This is the one thing that was, without a doubt, my fault. I knocked you into the spring. As a martial artist, I should have been more aware of my surroundings. Besides, I think I would live longer as a girl then you would as a pig, and that would make your death my fault as well if I don't use this chance to save you from unnecessary danger. Please, lets get this over with before I change my mind"

And so it was...

00-06

Up in the heavens, a grand figure, more beautiful than all the universe decided to call up one of his daughters. Picking up a near by phone, more for show than actual communication as he was The Almighty, and dialed the number to a particular shrine in Nekomi City. After a few rings, the very person that he wanted to talk to answered.

"Hello, Morisato residence," a silky voice spoke on the other end.

The Almighty addressed the woman, putting a soft smile in his voice, "GOOD AFTERNOON, URD."

00-07

In a certain restaurant in Nerima, a chestnut haired chef with a tear stained face, makes a desperate, heartfelt wish.

"Oh, God in heaven, please hear my prayer. Ranma needs a friend, and it's not me. I have betrayed him, crashing the wedding and attacking Akane. All he ever asked for was for me to be his friend, and all I ever acted like was a jealous girl filled with unrequited love. I should have dropped the fiancée cra... I mean 'junk', when we found each other again. Or at least when he was going to be married, I should have dropped it then. Thank you for his kind, forgiving spirit, but I don't deserve his forgiveness. He offered me friendship freely; but through my selfish actions, I threw it right back in his face. What a fool I was. Please God, not for me, but for him.”

Above her, a far away star twinkled.

This is where it all began again...