Ranma 1/2 is the creation of Rumiko Takahashi, 3x3 eyes (Sazan Eyes) is the creation of Yuzo Takada, Sailor Moon is the creation of Naoko Takeuchi, Yugioh belongs to Kazuki Takahashi, Hellsing belongs to Hirano Kouta. This fan-fiction isn't intended for commercial use but is rather a tribute to all the series involved. This is dedicated to Fire (dzillman) and partly inspired by DC comics' Crisis on Infinite Earths.

Chap 20 The Ozymandias Syndrome

"And on the pedestal these words appear: `My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings: Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!' Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away." (Ozymandias, Percy Bysshe Shelley 1818)

~*~*RS*~*~

Ranma opened his eyes realizing there was a pressure on his chest. Looking over he saw it was Akane's arm as she muttered in her sleep. Ranma thought he heard a 'Paradox no baka.' intermixed with derogatory comments about Kuno and the Hentai brigade. Akane's eyes snapped opened and she looked at Ranma. "Ranma?"

"Yes, Akane?"

"We are in bed together naked, right?"

"Uh, yep," answered Ranma not liking where this conversation was going.

"We are married, right?"

Ranma looked at his hand and then lifted up Akane's and saw a ring on both. "Looks like it."

"You remember fighting the last remnants of Paradox's little piece of insanity?"

"Complete with vampire Nazis, crazy ShadowBeings, and Generalfeldmarschall Hitler," responded Ranma.

"This looks like one of the rooms in Hellsing Mansion," said Akane.

"Yes but there is no telling just what kind of nutty history is past that door."

Akane moved Ranma's hair out of the way so she could see his forehead. "Well at least you still have the Mark of Wu, Pervert," she chuckled.

Ranma chuckled as he brushed Akane's hair from her face. "Same for you, Tomboy." Ranma's eyes went lower and he frowned. "You also have the Millennium Torque."

A knock on the door caused both of them to turn. "Excuse me for interrupting your attempt at setting a record for Martial Art lovemaking but Sir Arthur requested both of your presence at breakfast," said the calm voice of Walter.

"Shouldn't what be Marital Arts lovemaking" quipped Ranma.

"Still have your quirky sense of humor I see, Wiseman," commented Walter from behind the door. "But Sir Arthur was very instant that you both come down."

"Ok, just let us get reasonable decent," said Ranma.

"Very good, Wiseman," replied Walter.

"He called you Wiseman," said Akane.

"I've got a feeling that is going to be the least of the surprises," said Ranma shuddering.

Ranma and Akane walked to the dinning room and found three very familiar people and two total strangers sitting at a huge table.

At the head was Sir Integra the gold of the Millennium Ring clashing with the green of her suit and the deep blue of her skin. To her right sat Sir Vlad who kept looking at his hands a confused expression on his face. Next to Sir Vlad sat what looked like a Harpy Lady but Ranma could tell from the ki the woman wasn't that but just what she was he didn't have any ideas. Across from her next to Anderson sat a grey haired man with a short gray beard.

The gray haired man turned. "Ah thank you for being so prompt, Wiseman. We seem to have a major situation here."

"More major then you realize," said Ranma sighing. "I'm not who you think I am."

"I don't understand," said the Harpy Lady.

"Well neither do I. The last thing my wife and I remember before waking up is being in the middle of a full scale battle between some delusional ShadowBeings, a bunch of out of control religious nutters courtesy of the Vatican, and a crazy off his rocker relic of the Second World War and his army of vampire Nazi soldiers. Never mind the temporal vortex ready to blow hovering over the whole mess."

"Does the term SDR mean anything to you?" asked Integra as Anderson and Sir Val both looked in Ranma's direction.

"Saotome Deutschland Republic," responded Ranma frowning.

"You remember!" exclaimed Anderson standing.

"Looks like I am not the only one," said Ranma as he rubbed his temples. "I really hate it when I am right about these things."

"Saotome Deutschland Republic? What is that?" asked the gray haired man.

"A country in an alternate timeline created by a madwoman called Kaiyanwang Paradox," commented Ranma.

"Manipulated not created," corrected Anderson, "Only God can truly create something."

"Point made," said Ranma in a tired voice. "Integra, could you please introduce us to the two people at this table we don't know."

Integra winced. "Ranma, they are my parents Sir Arthur and Lady Celaeno. Two of Wiseman's closest friends."

Ranma again sighed. "Wonderful. It's just like going back in my own timeline only this time around I have absolutely no clue as to what is going on. A very brief thumbnail sketch of what this world is like and my role in it would be a good idea."

"You and your wife appeared in Transylvania on November 6, 1889 and defeated Vlad Dracula in hand to hand combat," said Arthur. "Afterword you stated to my ancestor Abraham Van Helsing that Vlad's ki or life force reminded you of a race of beings called the youma and you believed that once he learned your ki generating techniques that like them he would not need to feed. Shortly afterward Vlad took on the last name Ryumusuko and the Ryumusuko Institute was set up as an alternative to the old hunt down the life draining monster and take it out it method."

After liberating the Dark Kingdom in 1911 Vlad published a book called Guidebook to the World of Darkness detailing your very strict rules by which vampires and youma could feed on humans," said Lady Celaeno counting off points with her taloned hand. "The first rule is no coercion-your food must agree of its own free will. Second rule is other then cases of self defense no killing. The third is for vampires only, you are not to sire offspring unless all parties agree or in extreme life or death situations. The final rule is that if you operate in human lands you are subject to the local laws. To those Vlad added one of his own: there will be no hunting of youma or vampires for what they are or what people fear they may do and you will go through proper legal channels if you suspect any wrong doing. Those rules have been defacto Law for over 80 years."

"Shitennou Hitler said it best in 1919," said Arthur, "I can't imagine there is anyone human or youma who has heard Wiseman speak or read his ideas that isn't filled with passion either for or against him. His demonstrations regarding the ShadowRealms of the Sanjiyan Unkara's Moon Kingdom and the Egyptians as well as his firm understanding of Darwin upset a lot of people. The first shakes what in retrospect was a very naïve view that any of our current civilizations was the best this Earth had seen and we had a firm understanding of God and His creation. The second makes it clear the true mechanic behind Darwin's theory was diversity.

There are many who want to hold to some outdated religious inspired drivel that they are somehow "God's chosen people" simply because they believe they are currently on the top of current civilizations' food chain; as the fall of the Sanjiyan Unkara's great Moon Kingdom some 12,000 years ago leaving nothing more than the jumbled legends of Atlantis proves they are living in a delusional world where the sky is green and the fields are blue."

Integra winced. "That last part reminds something of the Hitler we know said: Anyone who sees and paints a sky green and field blue ought to be sterilized."

"Sounds like your Hitler was a real piece of work," scowled Celaeno.

"That is putting it mildly," said Integra. "He was the leader of a 12 year nightmare called Nazi Germany that tried its best to kill every undesirable it could get it hands on. Estimates range from 6 to 10 million people being killed under that policy."

Ranma put his hand to his head.

"Ranma, what is it?"

"Someone is accessing the Time Games…and I've got another voice in my head," commented Ranma pulling out a black crystal.

"What is that?" asked Akane

"It says it is the Jakokusuishou; the yin counterpart to Sailor Moon's yang Ginzuishou," said Ranma as he let go of the crystal as it formed a ball of black ki around itself and floated above the table between his two hands. "It's stepping me through the process I or that Wiseman used over 100 years ago to view the domain of the Time Gates."

*~*Image of Time Gates*~*~

"Ugh," muttered Schrödinger as he pushed himself up.

"Vhere? Vhere are we?" asked the Major slowly standing.

"This place is like me, novhere and evervhere." Turning around he faced the Time Gates. In front of them lay a prone body.

"Vho is this?" asked the Doktor as he turned the body over.

"A mummified female body," commented Schrödinger.

"Not just any mummified female body," said the Doktor pointing to the faint image of a third eyelid on the body's forehead. "A Sanjiyan Unkara, one of the Aryan Race."

"I guess she died guarding these," Schrödinger as he touched the Time Gates.

Normally this action wouldn't have done anything but thanks to the time vortex the Time Gates were badly damaged with 90 percent of their safety protocols off line.

At first they saw Schrödinger's touch as an attempt by an enemy to access them triggering what would have normally been a mild shock. What Schrödinger got instead was a fatal dose of electricity.

"Ugh, note to self being electrocuted is wery painful," said the catboy as he stood again accidentally touching the Time Gates again in his efforts to push himself up. The Time Gates now noted the DNA of the being touching them matched that of the being they had just accidentally killed. Sifting through its damaged database it came to the conclusion that rather than an enemy the being belonged to the House of Saturn.

"Identify self," said the Time Gates.

"They speak," said the Major.

"Oberstammführer Schrödinger of Millennium," responded the catboy his training as a soldier coming to the forefront.

"No record of Oberstammführer Schrödinger found but database updates have not been done for 12,000 solar cycles and these Time Gates were damaged again 102 solar cycles ago. Please wait for cross check. Millennium Project found."

The Major and Schrödinger looked at each other and then back at the strange talking doors. "Are you telling us the battle we vere just in was 12,000 years ago?" asked Schrödinger.

"Last recorded battle is Moon Kingdom under Queen Serenity against forces of Queen Beryl of Earth and Millennium Queen. Temporal backlash of unknown origin came through these Time Gates killing Guardian Sailor Pluto shortly before battle begun instigating emergency lock down mode."

The Major snapped his fingers and grinned. "Does the term Atlantis mean anything?"

"Request by unauthorized personal. Access Denied."

"Time Gates, this is my commanding officer Major Montana Max and his assistant the Doktor."

"Adding personal to Project Millennium roster as of 62,092 SMA," responded the Gates.

The Major frowned. "Ve use AD or CE. This SMA doesn't mean anything to us."

"SMA means Silver Millennium Age. Define AD and CE."

"Anno Domini and Christian Era, they refer to the same year."

"Unable to find any match in database. Energy signatures shows Ginzuishou, Jakokusuishou, and Ningo no Zou in this universe. Showing first visual audio transmission of significant power temporal reference 62,036 SMA."

The three members of Millennium watched as the golden gates became black and then an image formed and sound was heard. There in a simple all grey military uniform with red trim stood a blond haired man none of them had seen before. "Today, on August first of the one thousand nine hundred and thirty sixth year of the Christian Era, I Chancellor Jedite of Germany am honored to announce the opening of the Games of the Eleventh Olympiad in Berlin," said the man in German.

"Conversion match of 62,036 SMA to 1936 of Christian Era," commented the Time Gates.

The Major's smile dropped and he stared at the image. "Chancellor Jedite?" he asked. "What about Fuehrer Hitler?" he asked in a near panic.

"History scan complete, no person having that title and name found."

"WHAT?" yelled the Doktor. "There are no records of Adolf Hitler?"

"Person of that name found," responded the Gates. "Commander of regiment composed of human and youma in Great War. Captured Paris in 1915, promoted to rank of General that same year. His acquisition of the most territory with fewest casualties on either side earned him the nickname the Bloodless General. Offered and accepted position of Shitennou of Phoenix Republic army in 1932. Stopped the Abyssinia Crisis in 1935 by capturing Rome. A more detailed report is available."

"Vhat…vhat of Nazi Party?" asked the Major nervously.

"Scan shows it to be obscure political party that stopped having any meaningful influence after 1938. All records regarding it stop after 1943."

"That is all wrong," blurted the Doktor. "What the hell happened to history?"

"Unknown. Scanning. Unable to complete scan but have discovered creator reincarnated at some future point and came back to Transylvania November 6, 1889 from possible 30th century creating current timeline. Most common reference by current populous: Wiseman. However I have found where the soul of my last Guardian is currently. It is in the body of Major Montana Max of Project Millennium."

The Major's expression changed from stunned shock to suppressed glee. "If I am your guardian's reincarnation then how do I access their abilities?"

"Accessing database." Out of the Time Gates came a little box.

The Major took the box and opening it pulled out a little hensen stick. "Vhat am I supposed to do with this?"

"Password phrase: Pluto Power make up."

"Pluto Power make up?" asked the Major. Suddenly he found himself held aloft. "Current form's machine state too fragile to proper channel needed energies. Reconfiguring to most compatible form in database." The Major's clothes disintegrated and then his body changed form. First his stout form became tall and graceful and then he changed from male to female as his hair grew in length as it changed from blond to a deep green. Then new clothes were formed around him. The Major then fell to the ground breathing hard.

The Major looked up and blinked. Looking back at him from the now reflective surface of the Time Gates was a tall Japanese looking woman with insanely long green hair dressed in a sailor like outfit with bows everywhere. He then noticed the woman had three eyes like the mummified corpse. "I'm Sanjiyan Unkara."

"Correction. Most compatible form is half Sanjiyan Unkara half human."

"This outfit… I look like a demented cheerleader. And these shoes," said the Major gesturing to the high heals.

"These clothes were used by your Sailor Pluto incarnation and her Sanjiyan Unkara predecessor. Combined they served for over 50,000 years."

The Major slowly stood feeling unsteady in the high heals. "You mentioned channeling energies."

"Death Scream, Chronos Typhoon, Teleportation, Time Stop (more usable by your Wu than you as it tends to kill the user), and Dark Dome Close (which given the condition I am in right now is useless) are your main powers. However with you as an active guardian I can finally engage repair mode allowing time viewing and travel once repairs are complete."

"Time travel?" asked the Major.

"Affirmative. While aside from unpredictable reality quake the past cannot be truly changed many alternate timelines can be created and others viewed. This feature will also allow travel to the most likely future allowing manipulation of the present for more desirable outcomes."

"How long?" asked the Major his face breaking out into a grin.

"Three solar cycles for complete repair. Minor functionality can be achieved by one."

"What is meant by minor functionality?"

"Time viewing will be possible. Time travel will still be erratic at best."

"Three years," the Major smiled. "We have waited for nearly 50 years, three more will not matter."

"I still recommend that other Sailor Senshi who have also reincarnated be found and awakened. Sailors Venus and Saturn are in London, England. Sailors Moon, Mercury, Mars, Jupiter, Neptune and Uranus are in Tokyo, Japan."

The Major nodded the twisted insane smile gracing the features of Pluto not faltering. "These Time Gates were a way to realize endless war without waiting for it," she said in a maniacal voice. "All battles even in worlds that until now were only told in what-if books are open to Millennium. Wars without number, battles without end, countless Alucards to fight and defeat. Millennium has found their Valhalla and in three years we will be able to enter it!" the new Sailor Pluto exclaimed laughing like a total madwoman.

*~*End Image of Time Gates*~*~

"That did not just happen," said Anderson paling.

"Afraid it did and there is not much we can do now without making it worse," said Ranma looking at the black ki surrounding the Jakokusuishou as it floated above the table.

"I thought that no one could go to the Time Gates without damaging them further and turning the Earth if not the entire solar system into a bridge realm," said Celaeno.

"That is if they used ShadowRealm Ki," said Ranma, "Schrödinger used Heisenberg ki."

"That's something scientists and ki specialists have been theorizing for decades," said Arthur.

"Even if we can't get to the Major directly we can try to find the Sailor Senshi before that manic gets to them," said Ranma.

"What about the madwoman you mentioned; this Kaiyanwang Paradox?" asked Arthur.

"I don't know," said Ranma. "Generalfeldmarschall Hitler mentioned something about the Einstein-Heisenberg equations indicating that if we didn't stop the temporal vortex we were looking at a reality quake…"

"WHAT?" asked both Arthur and Celaeno both paling.

"Ok, I was going to add he was just a ShadowRealm construct that believed he was from another timeline but I take it what he said does exist…at least here," said Ranma.

"Yes it does," said Arthur. "A reality quake is a theoretical construct that is the temporal equivalent of an earthquake only in this case the layout of time and history are what are moved about. According to the theory there are timelines that are the equivalent of a coin landing on their edge. A temporal vortex would be enough to cause the coin to finally fall causing a reality quake. Past, present, and future would be totally restructured but just as in an earthquake there would be signs of faults in the form of historical discontinuity."

Akane and Ranma looked at each other. "Hiroshima!"

"Now that mess makes a lot more sense," said Ranma.

"But…" Anderson paled, "That would mean that this…"

"Is our timeline…or what is left of it," finished Ranma.

"But why do we remember the way things were?" asked Vlad

"A close connection to the ShadowRealm," responded Ranma.

"Sir Integra was given the Millennium Ring and Archbishop Alexander Anderson died in my arms as Jeanne d'Arc blessed him," said Anderson his hands steepled in thought. "The Sailor Senshi," he said snapping his fingers.

Ranma nodded and then frowned. Reaching into his robe he pulled out his deck and starting looking through it. He then smiled as he pulled out two cards. "I use Ultimate Offering to summon Guardian Angel Joan Genma."

"Ugh," groaned the ShadowBeing touching her head. "I fell awful." Joan then looked up and frowned. "I take it we lost."

"Sadly Pops, we did lose but we have a new battle coming we cannot lose," said Ranma. "In the reformed history Sailor Pluto died 12,000 years ago and reincarnated as the Major. In three years the Time Gates will be fully repaired and that maniac will be able to use their full capabilities."

Joan nodded as she looked at the group in front of her. "I take it something similar to what happened in my timeline happened again only this time you are at a knowledge disadvantage rather than advantage."

Integra nodded. "That is exactly right, Guardian Angel Joan Genma; but I am curious…"

"As how I guessed that?" finished Joan. "Your ShadowRealm ki denotes someone more skilled in its usage than the Pegasus that I knew after I came back as a ShadowBeing. The same is true of my son's aura but even more so. But it is clear from the way he spoke that you need my help and that suggest you don't know how to use your powers."

Akane blinked her eyes. "Whaaaa...?"

Joan laughed. "My apparent stupidity was the result of my desire for an easy requirement and general greed. As a ShadowBeing I don't have to worry about either and so can focus on things that I wouldn't have even bothered to check when I was human."

"Apparent stupidity?" laughed Ranma. "You punched Pendragon in the nose the moment you remembered who you were."

Joan broke out into a smile. "I had to make sure she hadn't gotten soft in the time I was away."

Lady Celaeno now broke into a grin. "It sounds like your father has gotten over his women are weak nonsense. Good, there are few people or ShadowBeings skilled enough to continue to give me a challenge and I need something different to keep from falling into a pattern."

"In addition to improving ourselves, we need to gather every resource this world and any others we have contact with has and shut this madness down once and for all," said Integra. "Many of us got to experience the results of Kaiyanwang Paradox intentionally trying to rewrite reality in some twisted form of Isaiah 43:18 and Isaiah 65:17. I have no intention of sitting back while the Major does the same bloody thing due to his reckless insanity."

Anderson nodded. "I have to agree. Even if the Major can't recreate whatever Kaiyanwang Paradox did she could still wreck havoc throughout part of God's creation. It is our duty as solders of Christ to try and stop her."

"The problem is that I assume that the person I was in this world was the most knowledgeable and skilled in the use of Shadow Realm energy," Ranma commented. "I don't doubt that he left detailed notes and manuals but I don't have his wisdom. Heck, in the alternate history Paradox manipulated me into creating Pegasus was more knowledgeable and skilled then I was and…" Ranma stopped and looked Joan. "I'm a full fledged baka. My Pops of that world still exists; that means that timeline still exists." Ranma then frowned. "But how can we get there without the Time Gates?"

"A recalibrated Stargate," Lady Celaeno.

"A what?" asked Ranma

"Our method of long distance travel inspired by your counterpart's knowledge of the Time Gates. They work by bending space-time and we have been able to demonstrate that alternate histories can be accessed through them. But to get to the world Guardian Angel Joan Genma comes from we are going to need more then just him."

Ranma's eyes widened and he started looking through his deck again. He then grinned pulling out a card. "I use Ultimate Offering and summon Steelfeather."

The Shadowbeing that appeared shook her head and stretched her back. "Ranma, we win?" she asked.

"Afraid not, old friend."

"Blast," said Steelfeather. "Well, how bad is the damage."

"Sailor Pluto died 12,000 years ago, reincarnated as the Major, and in three years time will have full access to the Time Gates."

"In other words, Kaiyanwang Paradox part two. Wonderful. We have a plan on how to deal with this mess?"

"Yes. Get the experts of this world and the world you and Pops belong to together and shut this insanity down before any more damage can happen."

"And to that goal I have ask how did this mess happen in the first place so we can prevent the Major from recreating it," said Sir Arthur.

"Thankfully from what I understand the Major can't recreate what Paradox did," said Joan. "We're all been told that there are an infinite number of timelines out there, but as I understand it there are different orders of infinity," said Joan. "Like an infinite number of even numbers will not contain any odd one."

"By the kami in heaven," said Ranma paling. "I finally know what Paradox was doing. She was creating timelines that couldn't normally have existed to build up the stresses needed to cause a reality quake."

"I don't get it," said Sir Vlad.

"Ay do," said Anderson grimly. "It's like flipping a coin. You would think there are only two results: head and tails. But there is a chance no matter how remote that the coin will land on its edge and remain that way. Paradox believed her timeline was a coin on its edge and if she pushed enough she could make it fall a certain way."

"And to make that coin fall she arranged for God knows how many other coins on their edge timelines," commented Integra.

"And there is no certainty that all of those coins fell," said Anderson. "The Major may not be able to recreate what Paradox did but he could still trigger something similar off just by blundering around."

"But don't we risk the same thing?" asked Sir Arthur.

"Given the effort Paradox was going through to set up Yuigoh and Tea as her potential replacements in the timeline she tricked me into creating I don't think so," said Ranma. "Our original theory was she was creating a temporal vortex with the world I was then in as the 'eye'—my world being the foundation for the new reality she had planned."

"And as a foundation it wouldn't be built on sand," said Anderson.

"Right, also we saw what I now know was the Major's attack on London in that world's future. However the Sir Integra and Alucard of that world came to my birthworld before everything went nuts and the ones native to my birthworld died."

"Two weeks to a month from the present you were viewing; far earlier then in the world I was in when things fell apart," said Integra.

A droning whirring sound could be heard as a blue police box faded into existence. Two versions of Pegasus emerged box one of them wearing a rumpled tattered mess of a suit. "Wiseman, this version of me who is calling himself Pegasus J. Crawford is telling me that the history of this world has been altered by a time traveling nut case called Kaiyanwang Paradox."

Ranma sighed. "I'm afraid he is right. For good or ill there is nothing we can do about it. Problem is thanks to Schrödinger the Time Gates think the Major of the original history is her reincarnation and have changed him into her…with all her Senshi powers."

"The Major?" asked Pegasus.

"Insane relic from the original WWII," commented Crawford.

"The only possible good news so far in this mess is that the Time Gates were so badly damaged in the reformed history that the Major has to wait three years before he can play with them," said Integra her eyes narrowing. "We still have a duty to the world Akane, Alucard, and I come from. We need to shut this maniac down in both histories."

"That is assuming that history there hasn't been radically changed as well," commented Anderson.

"Paradox was clearly grooming Yugioh and Tea as her replacements in the revised history," said Ranma as Crawford started looking through his dueling deck. "I hardly think she would have taken the trouble if that world's timeline would get reset like this one has."

"Ranma," said Crawford frowning as he looked at a pair of cards. "What happened to Pluto here?"

"She died along with the rest of the Moon Kingdom. Why?"

"Because I have Shades and Pluto in my deck."

"Oh, that is just great," grumbled Ranma. "It took a lot of effort just to move between two histories with just 10 years worth of difference. I don't want to even think about what is going to be required go to a timeline that diverted 12,000 years ago."

"Oh. You're not our Ranma are you?" asked Pegasus.

"Unfortunately no but I am the Ranma that belongs to this history this present." Ranma sighed. "Crawford, let's see what we have to work with."

Crawford nodded as he pulled a third card from his breast pocket. "I use Ultimate Offering to summon Sailor Pluto and Shadow Pluto in defense mode."

"Well, that was annoying," grumbled Pluto in a German accent.

"Which that?" asked Shades. "That we lost, that in the reformed history you died with the Silver Millennium, or that you reincarnated as Major Nazi Nut Job?"

"As I recall you were the one who was originally working for someone who wanted to destroy the world, Fraulein," retorted Pluto. "Other than destroying Alucard, all I wanted was to enjoy eternal war. YOU CAN'T DO THAT IF THERE ARE NO PEOPLE, DER VERDAMMTE SCHWEINEHUND!" screamed Pluto.

"Kuso," said Ranma weakly. "Look like the Major became Pluto in the other timeline too." Ranma then face palmed. "Things didn't waste any time to go from bad to total disaster."

Pluto turned and grinned. "I wouldn't say that, my dear Ranma…oh that should be my dear Wiseman. Aside from destroying Alucard all I wanted to do was experience eternal war. Your Shadow Matches allow me to experience that without troubling the so called normal people. Ever since ascending to the role of Pluto in 1944 I have been working to achieve this personal Valhalla and I will not let anything even an alternate version of myself endanger it here or in my native timeline."

"In your timeline, you repaired the Time Gates and used them to make a temporal copy of yourself," commented Ranma as he pulled his face out of his hand.

Pluto's insane grin grew. "Exactly. My future-self was so right. Of all the people who could have become Wiseman you are the best for keeping things interesting even if you don't fully appreciate the beauty of war."

"I've seen enough of an example of your beautiful war to last me clear beyond the 30th century," growled Ranma.

Pluto winced. "The 30th century. Crystal Tokyo. My future-self thought Sailor Moon's plans for a perfect world would fail and result in a series of wars as with the last promise of a perfect kingdom. She didn't realize the power the girl had to make that dream a reality until it was too late. Efforts to stir up things with Wiseman and his Black Moon clan were disasters with one exception." Pluto's grin returned. "Even in those timelines where he got sent to Nemesis, Saotome Ranma as Wiseman was the perfect foil against Neo-Queen Serenity."

"How wonderful for you," commented Akane sarcastically, "None of you can be seriously thinking about trusting this lunatic."

"Trust me?" Pluto erupted in laughter. "I don't expect you to trust me at all; but you need me. I have been using my powers and a set of fully repaired Time Gates for nearly 50 years. Shades may have my knowledge but she lacks the practical experience."

"Need you?" asked Integra standing and walking toward Pluto. "Perhaps. But know this-I intend to keep you on a very short leach." Integra raised her clawed hand inches from Pluto's face.

Pluto continued to smile. "I would expect no less from you, Sir Integra."

"What is your counterpart's goal in our native world?" asked Vlad.

Pluto's smile wavered. "Thanks to what has happened he has no goal…he doesn't even have a purpose. There is no longer an Alucard for him and his Millennium to destroy." Pluto's smile returned. "In any case, his Millennium is nothing compared to the one of Silver that fell 12,000 years ago or even the younger version of the Egyptians. His version is nothing compared to either of our Millenniums."

"It is beginning to sound like Major Pluto here is no better in terms of crazy then Paradox was," commented Vlad.

"True but we did try to use a younger version of Paradox to stop her older version's plan so this not going to be first time we have used crazy to fight crazy," commented Ranma. "This does show that while general events may have followed the path they originally did several key details have changed."

"Not as many as you think," commented Pluto the smile fading. "Nephi and Small Lady still came back and for the same reason they did in the original timeline. My counterpart really underestimated the Nitwit's aggressiveness and power in that timeline." Pluto shrugged her shoulders. "Ah well, such are the fortunes of war." Pluto then smiled again. "I must say Kaiba Mokuba as Wiseman and his Neo-Queen Serenity were entertaining for the short time they were trying their best to blow each other's heads off."

"Ranma, as the reincarnation of the original Sailor Pluto can't you somehow override the Time Gates?" asked Akane as she pushed back into her chair trying to keep as much space between herself and the total crazy woman in the room.

"Nope, not here and not in your home either," replied Ranma. "That transfer was as Pegs would say 'totally by the book'. By reassuming the position the Major held as the second Sailor Pluto he…she has prevented the only other person who could have taken control from doing so."

"Satan," said Sir Arthur in a cold voice. "Even her fellow Sanjiyan Unkara consider her reckless at the best of times if not down right crazy. Nobody outside of her demon subjects, Hades, and Hel have dealt with her since before the time of Charlemagne and I prefer to keep it that way."

"Considering Hades in our world called her a 'walking disaster waiting for a place and time to happen' I can see how you came up with that assessment," commented Crawford.

"Other then showing up and chatting up a storm she didn't really do much," commented Ranma. "But given what happen to those two towns she tried to help, Sodom and Gomorrah, perhaps it is a good thing she didn't try to help us."

"True but there is something…," Crawford looked at Pluto. "Paradox's history never did make sense. It had the feeling..."

"Of being a kludge?" finished Pluto. "Even by my standards Paradox's history doesn't make sense unless…"

"It was manufactured," finished Anderson.

Pluto nodded. "Now come the fun questions. First who would have the power to create someone like Kaiyanwang Paradox and more importantly who would benefit from her creation?"

"The same people who would benefit from Pluto being unable to see Beryl's rebellion or Queen Serenity's misguided attempt at reincarnating her daughter and her friends," commented Ranma. "The three Sanjiyan Unkara the Moon Kingdom was original built to stop."

"The Blasphemous Trinity," said Sir Arthur his voice cold and hard. "Tokimi, Tsunami, and Washu."

"The three who called themselves the God," said Anderson as he squeezed his hands into fists.

"We met two of them," said Ranma. "Washu was calling herself the greatest scientific genus of the universe while Tsunami was the supreme deity of the Juraian people. They also had amnesia going back 20,000 years for Washu and ever further back for Tsunami. A careful examination of Juraian records showed the colonization of Earth was a total fiction; the people, the ships, the supplies. None of it was real. More over it was specifically designed that to a curtsy study it would appear to be a 'lost' colony."

"So Kaiyanwang Paradox could have been Tokimi's efforts at neutralizing a possible threat and it blowing up in her and our faces," said Sir Arthur.

Ranma nodded. "The fact the Moon Kingdom was set up in another universe with little connection to this one or Sazan shows just how scared out of their minds the Sanjiyan Unkara must have been. But now we have to pick up the pieces of the fallout and that means cleaning up her mess and that of the Moon Kingdom."

~*~*Hellsing, Akane's timeline, ten months ago*~*~

"It looks like Mr. Pegasus' efforts have worked," said Walter smiling slightly as the symbols on the circle of quartz created as a quick access to Duelist Kingdom and Sazan pulsed in quick succession and the yin-yang symbol spun until it was a uniform gray.

"I hope so. Not having either Master or Sir Integra around for nearly a fortnight has been unnerving," said Aino Minako.

"None of us ever dreamed that a lightning strike could cause the Shadow Gate to turn into a doorway between other histories other times," said Parvati scowling. "Of course it didn't help that my brother, sister, and their mate decided going through the portal was the best way to find out what had happened."

"According to Mr. Pegasus, a reality quake happened when they were in that other reality integrating them into its history," said Walter. "He said as a result there were pronounced physical changes."

A group emerged from the portal lead by a woman dressed in a familiar green suit. "Welcome home, Sir Integra," said Walter.

"Seems I have two homes now, Walter," responded Sir Integra.

"Master?" asked Minako. "You're…"

"I believe the word you are looking for is human," commented Ranma. "May I present Sir Vlad Tepes Ryumusuko of the Ryumusuko Institute-the other timeline's equivalent of Hellsing."

Minako frowned as she looked at Sir Integra. "What happened to my master's master? Her ki is not entirely human." Minako narrowed her eyes. "In fact it looks like a mixture of human and youma ki."

Integra frowned as she sighed and her skin turned blue. "I am half youma."

"According to Pegasus, youma are natural vampires that prefer to feed off of human life force," commented Walter adjusting his monocle.

"I am half human as well, Walter," said Integra. "Besides prefer doesn't mean need. Unlike a supernatural vampire a youma doesn't need to feed on just humans to keep at full strength." Integra gestured to the well kept grounds of her family's estate. "There is more than enough plant ki here to keep a group of five full blooded youma at full strength."

"Minako Aino," commented Pluto with an unhinged smile. "Alucard's new fledgling who is also the reincarnation of Sailor Venus. So much better potential than Seras Victoria had."

"Seras Victoria? Who is she?" asked Minako frowning.

"A step sidewise into what might have been, Fräulein," commented Pluto. "Has my temporal counterpart's little plaything been keeping you busy while we were gone?"

"Actually, Millennium has been quiet of late," said Walter.

"But it won't stay quiet for long, Herr Dornez," chuckled Pluto. "My counterpart may be a momentary lost as what to do now Alucard is gone but he is going to remember that there is a great enemy still present." Pluto then leaned on the Time Staff grinning like the total madwoman she was. "The man who in one history prevented his beloved Third Reich from ever existing in the first place. A man who defeated Alucard before Helsing could and did it with his bare hands. A true man among men-Saotome Ranma."

"How about you just tell us where your counterpart is and we shut this mess down now," glared Akane.

"My counterpart travels by dirigible, my dear Akane," commented Pluto. "Taking him out right now would still leave the Letztes Bataillon and all the things he set up for Alucard's eventual defeat in place." Pluto then cocked her head. "Besides what are you going to attack him and the Letztes Bataillon with? A vampire turned human, a half-human half youma who barely understands her powers, or a fledgling who still wants to pretend she is still human? The only one of this happy little group who has any chance is Ranma and he is not the type of warrior needed."

"Don't be too sure, Pluto," said Ranma glaring at the woman. "I killed Saffron to stop him."

Pluto laughed. "You killed him to save the woman you loved. This is a totally different thing. You cannot cold bloodedly kill…"

"Because I was trained to be the best of the best," interrupted Ranma walking up to Pluto. "Any two bit thug such as you and your vaulted Letztes Bataillon can kill but it takes a skilled person to incapacitate a foe without killing them."

Integra noted Maxwell nodding in agreement, Anderson's frowning in thought, Walter's face was its normal impassionate mask, but Alucard…no Vlad was scowling.

"And what can you…" began Pluto who suddenly was on the ground a bloodied mess.

"Both legs and arms broke in three places each. Next question," said Ranma calmly.

"Didn't even see him move," whispered Vlad clearly in shock.

"And that was one of his slower moves," whispered Maxwell smiling.

"Would these injuries stop you, your wife, or the Saturn Sorceress?" asked Pluto smiling despite the pain or perhaps because of it.

Ranma frowned. "No."

"Then they won't stop this maniac's little army of Lilith rejects," commented Vlad who started to grin. "But there is someone who does have both the skill and resolve to shut down your little misfit vampire menagerie."

Pluto laughed. "Oh I am sure Integra's Queen and the Pope would just love it if she got involved."

"Perhaps Ranma doesn't have what is needed, Major," growled Steelfeather as she pulled Pluto up by the front of her outfit so they were face to face. "But I assure you I still have the ruthlessness I had when I was Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus."

Pluto's smile grew. "Yes, I believe you do. But your Roman legions are long dead, Nero Caesar."

"I. Am. Saotome. Steelfeather," snapped the Shadow Being. "You forget that we have an army of the ShadowRealm at our disposal."

Pluto laughed. "Most of who are effectively will-less automatons-the ShadowRealm equivalent of ghouls."

Steelfeather now smiled. "With one important difference. Ghouls once destroyed cannot be brought back-ShadowBeings can."

Pluto's smile wavered for a moment but then grew. "And what of those that have been given immorality?"

"If those third rate vampires prove to be a problem we will deal with them," Steelfeather narrowed her eyes, "swiftly and permanently."

"Sounds fun—can I play?" asked Pluto still grinning.

Steelfeather closed her eyes her free left hand closing into a tight fist. Steelfeather's other hand then shot out to the side still holding Pluto. "Joan, I think I found somebody you can train with no holds barred," Steelfeather said her voice filled with anger and disgust. Steelfeather then opened her hand letting Pluto fall to the ground.

"Don't worry about fixing her up, Walter," said Ranma. "ShadowBeings heal insanely fast even by my standards. All her injuries will be healed in several hours. We saw that with Pops when Skyfeather went totally berserk on her."

"Good, with your permission once that has happened can I have a go at her for making part of that Gesu Lilith's dream a reality?" asked a calm voice.

Vlad paled and as he and everyone else turned to the voice's owner.

"I can't believe that in previous life this Gesu thing was my beloved sister," said a scowling bat winged Sanjiyan Unkara her tail swinging from side to side.

"Satan," whispered Vlad causing Anderson and Maxwell to narrow their eyes.

"Glad to see you returned to the world of men, Vlad," said Satan her three eyes cold and hard her gaze fully focused on Pluto. "If you want to indulge your old pastimes on this thing that wears by late sister form you have my full blessing. If you want I will even provide the materials. The same goes for Anderson."

"She's in a mood," whispered Akane.

"And why shouldn't I be?" asked Satan her gaze turning toward Akane. "Every time I think I am finally repairing my reputation with our mortal kin Lilith's misbegotten Wu shows up passing himself off as me and everything goes back down to shit. Now on top of that little joy I have this prime example of the worst both our races are capable of that, before assuming my sister's form, was trying to realize part of Lilith's insane dream of building a vampire army. Now I find out one of his subordinates carried on the 'good' work and this piece of Gesu filth let him do it."

Pluto laughed. "Major Montana Max is not a subordinate, Satan. He is a temporal clone; he is exactly what I would have been if I hadn't reclaimed this form this life."

"WHAT?" snarled Satan a deep red aura forming around her.

"You must be a total masochist, Major," said Vlad his grin growing, "to go and piss off an already enraged Sanjiyan Unkara like that."

"It would do you well not to remind said enraged Sanjiyan Unkara just who managed to screw up months of careful work in finding and revealing this Gesu's little operation some 50 years ago, Vlad," growled Satan.

"You are the operative that called themselves Hob Dickens," said Walter.

Satan smiled. "I did tell Sir Arthur that it was something of a private joke. Besides I wanted to see what improvements the Helsing family had made to the only human to duplicate Lilith's little project." Satan then frowned. "I wish I could have been more forward about who I really was but my reputation…causes problems even among my own people." Satan glanced at Ranma. "You and your friend Pegasus changed all that with your the Shadow Matches. You are beginning to understand what our magic really is."

"Sanjiyan Unkara magic is in reality a form of energy based on…," Ranma stopped and narrowed his eyes, "no-is ki energy."

Satan again smiled. "Very good. We Sanjiyan Unkara have a naturally ability to manipulate our ki into very complex forms. With the right training we can even convert other forms of energy into and out of ki and imbue objects with part of our power and abilities."

"Ki manipulation is to the Sanjiyan Unkara is what technology is to us," said Akane.

"No," corrected Ranma, "it is their technology. Mu Si's hidden weapons technique was a lesser version of the kind of space-time warping needed to make the Time Gates or this Stargate work."

Satan gave a soft chuckle. "And most of my fellow Sanjiyan Unkara looked down at our short lived kin as playthings or pets and said my belief that your were our equals or even superiors were delusional ravings." Satan then frowned. "Didn't help when my early efforts to prove them wrong spectacularly and quite literally blew up."

"Might not have been your fault," commented Ranma. "We had things under some degree of control until the Spirit in the Ring decided having a Shadow Game in a place with enough ShadowRealm ki energy to send it into orbit was a good idea. After that it was damage control every freaking step of the way."

"But you noticed there was something wrong and tried to fix it; I thought my problem could fix itself," Satan sighed. "That idea didn't work to well."

"Tried that with all the engagements and that idea didn't work too well either," said Ranma who then sighed. "Satan, Sailor Saturn dropped a little bombshell on us during the whole mess on the Virtual Island that relates to you. Your mother reincarnated."

Satan slumped and turned to face Ranma. "From the way you are acting I am not going to like it. But then again it can't be any worse then this," said Satan gesturing to Pluto. "Ok, who did she reincarnate as?"

Ranma smirked. "Me."

"You are the reincarnation of the mother I had when I was Sailor Pluto?" asked Pluto her eyes widening.

"Yep."

"I always said that a God that permitted the likes of me must be insane but this…" Pluto then fainted.

Satan hung her head. "Well that is a kick between the legs." Satan looked at Ranma. "Do you remember her life?"

Ranma shook his head. "Nothing personal if that is what you mean."

Satan sighed turning back to the out cold form of Pluto. "I had hoped that my memories regarding her statement that the Garnet Orb in the Time Staff was her pure heart crystal were wrong."

"What is a pure heart crystal?" asked Anderson.

Satan looked at Anderson. "A heart crystal could be best described as the ki equivalent of the soul. It is the emotional focus of a person; their drive if you will. Most people's heart crystals are disjointed messes of ki with many drives and desires pushing them all over the place but there are those who have a clarity of purpose-a single driving force in their life. That type of person has a pure heart crystal." Satan gave a humorless chuckle. "Hence the 'pure' is in reference to the level of passion one feels not to its nature. You, your Maxwell, Sir Integra, and this travesty that has taken the form of my late sister all have pure heart crystals."

Sir Integra nodded as she studied Satan. "I think my Queen would feel more comfortable if you were my guest rather than gallivanting all over the countryside doing who knows what."

"In other words you want to assure your Queen that you have an eye on me so she isn't wondering if I am going to go off and something on the level of Sodom and Gomorra stupid again." Satan sighed. "At least you were polite about it. I need to reconnect with my mortal kin so I accept your offer."

About an hour later Integra sighed hanging up the phone. "All things considered that went remarkably well," said Walter.

Integra nodded as she stood and opened the dull grey tablet she had been carrying when she exited the Shadow Gate. "Her Majesty is not thrilled with having non-Hellsing personal involved in this but thanks to being caught in that reality quake…"

"We are not in the best condition to control the situation," finished Walter as the little tablet produced a chime. "That's… a portable computer?" asked Walter adjusting his monocle.

"The Sun Tzu 100 also known as the Field General's Assistant," replied Integra. "Derivative of the Kant 100 which was Germany's first success in back engineering the technology of the Moon Kingdom. It saw action all too soon in that other world's WWII which started in 1936 and ended in 1939. Voice interface and response."

"Greetings, Sir Integra," responded the computer in a chipper female voice. "I take it we are in your other home."

"Yes," said Integra pulling out a quartz crystal that she fitted into a slot just above the keyboard.

"Thanks for the information download. Hmm. This is a pretty mess. Given the data provided I have formulated several hundred possible strategies and counter measures. However more information from this Major Pluto person would be helpful in selecting the ten most likely main scenarios."

"Ranma, Paladin Maxwell, Bishop Anderson, and Aluc…Sir Vlad are working on that right now."

~*~*RS*~*~

You want to know more about our…Millinium's assembly line vampires?" Pluto shrugged her shoulders. "Sure why not." Pluto grinned. "Remember Mina Harker, Vlad?"

"Yes, but she was freed of my control when Helsing staked me."

"But your vampire ki was still in her blood, in her body even when she finally died."

"You used this Mina Harker as your template," scowled Ranma.

"Exactly. You are good at this," said Pluto.

"Good enough to figure out you knew the Valentine brothers would get their clocks cleaned once Alucard got involved. They were set up so that you could view via your little chips just what Alcuard was capable of-how he had improved since 1944."

Pluto clapped her hands. "Wunderbar. Exactly the type of thinking I would expect from Wiseman Saotome Ranma the man who defeated the second most powerful vampire on the planet in hand to hand combat."

"Since you are enjoying this so much how about giving us some useful information!" yelled Akane.

"Are you familiar with the term 'sleeper agent'?" asked Pluto.

"No but I have a feeling we are going to quickly find out," grumbled Akane.

"It is a term for a spy placed inside a country or in this case an organization and told to wait for further orders. But we have gone one better. The supposedly fictional situation of the sleeper agent who does not even know they are a sleeper agent has been made a reality. Sort of like your Neko-ken only a lot more controllable," giggled Pluto.

Ranma's eyes went wide and bolted from the room running towards Integra's office Maxwell and Anderson right behind him.

~*~*RS*~*~

Integra and Walter were startled when the door to her office literal literally exploded and Ranma ran into the room. "Integra, get out of here; you are in terrible danger!"

Integra frowned and her eyes glanced to the side. "From Walter? You must be…"

"Kidding? Insane? Gullible? I assure you I am none of those. Pluto just revealed that Walter there has been turned into something called a sleeper agent much I would turn into a cat by the Neko-ken. But unlike me he is not even aware of it."

"Herr Saotome, you left before I could tell you the activation phrase," said Pluto as she stepped through the remains of the door grinning all the while.

Ranma spun around. "I have no intention of even trying it so I don't need to know it."

"Really?" asked Pluto her grin never wavering. "Then how do you intend to fix the problem?"

"The same way my Neko-Ken was fixed."

Pluto's insane smile disappeared and she frowned. "The Millennium Ankh. I had forgotten about the secondary powers of the Millennium Items." Pluto's insane smile returned. "Oh well. It is not like Herr Dornez was expected to defeat the now non-existent Alucard. It will make my temporal clone worry and that will be entertaining until the curtain on the main show goes up."

"The main show being whatever Lady Tokimi has planned," commented Integra.

"Oh, you are as good as Ranma Wiseman here," chuckled Pluto. "I must relay this to one of my counterparts so she can see if Integra can be set up as a fiancée."

"If there was any doubt that removed it," commented Ranma glaring at Pluto. "You are a total sado-masochist."

"PLUTO NO BAKA!" screamed a voice behind Pluto as the woman was hit by an insanely huge mallet.

"What's the matter, Fraulein Akane?" smirked Pluto from the floor. "Afraid your counterpart can't compare to a real woman like Sir Integra?"

Akane stood over Pluto with her mallet in her hands her right eye twitching. "We have enough problems here and back where we came from and you want to make more elsewhere? Are you totally nuts?"

Pluto cocked her head to one side. "Fraulein, I thought it was Ranma who slept through his history courses. I was a knowing, willing, and eager part of the nightmare that was Nazi Germany. Of course I am totally nuts!"

"Ranma, Integra, we have got to have better options then this total perverted nutcase," growled Akane.

"Sadly, Akane we don't," said Integra standing. "But that doesn't mean Pluto has full reign either," she continued walking up to Pluto who was still on the floor.

Integra's arm shot out and suddenly Pluto was face to face with Integra. "Now you will behave or I will shove you into a part of the ShadowRealm that is nothing but pretty flowers and happy peaceful songs."

Pluto's smile disappeared and for the first time since meeting her Ranma saw real fear in her eyes. "Please, not that," whispered Pluto.

"Then stop acting like a poor man's Alucard and give me straight answers."

Pluto slumped. "What do you wish to know, Master?"

"We'll start with Walter."

"Back in 1944 we captured and brainwashed him with one of our very first successful projects. With a special phase he effectively becomes our puppet. If we wish everything he knows we can know."

"Sir Integra, in light of this revelation I humbly recommend that you remove me as a security risk and possible personal threat," said Walter his expression darkening.

Pluto chuckled. "You were intended to be used as a distraction for Alucard not as a torpedo against Richard or Integra Hellsing. Even in our final stage of making you into a vampire you would do nothing to directly harm either. I know I checked."

"I have a feeling that is not all you checked," commented Ranma scowling.

"Yah. I looked into worlds where my Third Reich didn't lose the war. The best of them were merely a different version of the Cold War. Boring conflicts with no challenge followed by a Nazified Crystal Tokyo as boring as the ones this world tended to produce. I felt your trip back into time and tampered with your arrival to see what the result was." Pluto smiled. "In one world I arraigned for you to appear so you could save the life of Julius Caesar." Pluto darkly chuckled as she looked in the direction of Maxwell and Anderson. "Thanks to Herr Ranma in that world the Roman Empire never fragmented and the teachings of Sun Tzu are the most highly regarded set of virtues."

"And what of the teachings of Jesus?" asked Paladin Maxwell.

"As someone in that world would respond who?" chuckled Pluto.

Maxwell bristled as a hand grasped his shoulder. "Easy, my dear student," said Anderson his gaze darkening as he looked at Pluto, "She is trying to use what she has done for her own amusement."

"Sir Integra, with all due respect I must reiterate Akane's objection," said Maxwell. "I would even go as far as to say I would sooner trust Lilith's misbegotten Wu then this… creature."

Pluto's insane smile returned. "Your precious Vatican didn't think that way nearly 50 years ago. Who do you think gave us the funds to do our little project in the first place, hmm?"

Maxwell stepped back as he drew a bayonet. "I refuse to believe that that his Holiness would…"

Pluto exploded in laughter. "You forget that I talk of a Vatican that is the product of this world this history. Though to be fair to Pius XII, he didn't know of this little project." Pluto then narrowed her eyes. "But what your counterpart would have done here without us…that makes what collaborators we were able to find pale in comparison."

"Ah saw a variant of what he was capable of right before the reality quake hit," said Anderson grimly. "Dunk with power. Slaughtering the innocent with the guilty. Ah saw his men kill Archbishop Anderson before Saint Jeanne dispatched them." Anderson got a far away look in his eyes. "I asked him why and he said 'There are evil men who will twist the Lords work to their own selfish ends. We are all God's children regardless of whether we are Protestant, Catholic or something else. 'Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil; for you are with me; your rod and your staff-they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.' Amen.' then he passed from that world of men and I took out Archepiscopus Maxwell less he continue his path of blood."

"As would the Paladin Anderson of this world if time had flowed without us here," said Pluto. "But thanks to the reality quake that future will not happen...for this timeline."

"But the future where your temporal clone turns London into one big weenie roast can still happen," growled Akane.

"Nein Fraulein, with no Alucard his main reason for attacking London is gone." Pluto leaned on her staff the mad grin still gracing her features. "In the United States of that future only 64,300 died. Here in the United Kingdom the death total was much higher: factor of 58 times greater."

"That is over 3.7 million people!" stammered Maxwell.

"Actually, 3,718,917 if you want what was the most viable timeline's total," said Pluto calmly. "By the time Alcuard returned from his battle with Van Winkle the Vatican's 3,172 man army had been trimmed down to 2,875, the Letztes Bataillon's 1,000 was down to 572, and Hellsing itself was down to 3. The first two did a lot of collateral damage." Pluto's smile vanished and her expression became serious. "All with the primary goal of destroying Alucard."

"Meaning if I become his target…" Ranma paled. "Kama-sama in heaven."

Pluto nodded. "And odds are the target will not be Tokyo but what he views as the source of your power-Duelist Kingdom."

"Pegs was already having problems with the ShadowRealm there spontaneously doing what he did with his wife—tapping into pictorial references outside the game," said Ranma, "we don't need the Letztes Bataillon and Schrödinger adding to the problem by attacking the place. Especially as that is where Pegs has the Ningen no Zou stored."

"You really don't understand what the Ningen no Zou is actually capable of, do you?" asked Satan from just outside the room.

Ranma frowned as the attention of everyone one in the room was focused on the old Sanjiyan Unkara. "I know that it can change ki energy from one form to another."

"Not just ki energy but all energy," said Satan. "The Ningen no Zou was more than was something to balance the Ginzuishou's yang with the Jakokusuishou's tin. It is in essence the container for the wuji."

"Kuso," said Ranma paling as he pulled out the Sazan Ryu and opened it to the first page. "In the beginning there was only the Supreme Creator and the wuji," Ranma read from the training manual. "From the wuji Supreme Creator made the yin and the yang such that neither could exist without the other. They were made so that at their strongest each would have the other within. The yang is all that is light, masculine, active, dominating, positive, and either initiating or creating while the yin is all that is dark, feminine, receptive, yielding, negative, and nurturing. From them and through them comes all that is, was, or will ever be. Both are from the wuji and to the wuji both will someday return."

Satan nodded. "Remember the Ningen no Zou, Ginzuishou, and Jakokusuishou were created to help fight three Sanjiyan Unkara who thought they were the God." Satan hung her head. "We pushed the envelope to the limits and then some. Perhaps too far."

"Did you ever consider yourselves equal to the God?" asked Maxwell.

"No." Satan then sighed. "But isn't it often said the road to my domain is paved with good intentions?"

"It is also said you are the Devil," responded Maxwell.

"Touché, but we both know who the real Devil is."

"At least the Devil of this world."

"Who is likely going to start looking at Millennium a lot closer then he did previously," said Pluto. "We can delay that by following my…the Major's plan for a while."

"No doubt generating a substantial body count in the process," growled Ranma.

"I know how my temporal counterpart will act," said Pluto. "I know nothing regarding the behavior of Lilith's Wu."

"That is largely because he works in the shadows…" Satan stopped and frowned. "Major…"

"Pluto."

Satan narrowed her eyes. "Pluto was my sister. You are not her," she hissed.

"But I once was."

Satan took a deep breath. "As I was about to ask. Did you have an immediate superior when Millennium was created?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Benares S. Gruber," said Pluto. "But he died…" Pluto stopped and looked at Ranma as a scowl forming on her features. "Der verdammte Schweinehund. He played me for a Dummkopf. He didn't die in the 1944 raid on Millennium's headquarters because he was a verdammt Wu," snarled Pluto.

"A Wu helping to make a vampire army," said Ranma. "Even Kuno could see who that likely is."

"Actually, and thankfully it doesn't have to be him," said Satan. "There have been those who have tried to use Lilth's project to their own ends. But it is a little too close for comfort," said Satan her eyes narrowing. "Benares is not a German name; it's Indian," continued Satan, "and supposedly it was the Hindu tribe that was entrusted with the Ningen no Zou."

"No supposedly about it. That was one of the reasons Himmler was so enthusiastic about Schäfer's little Tibetan expedition," commented Pluto. "In the timelines he found it…well let's just say that I had too much of a good thing."

Satan looked at Pluto. "Does anyone in Millennium have the skill to do the same thing?"

"The Doktor…maybe. After all he did create Schrödinger."

Satan nodded. "What was or rather would have been your next part of destroy Alucard plan?"

"Sir Integra would have put enough of the pieces together for this timeline's Maxwell to do an Inquisition that would have lead Alucard to Rio."

"Another test?" asked Ranma scowling.

"Nein. In this case a sacrifice for the next stage. Alucard would defeat Tubalcain Alhambra and consume him providing the link Schrödinger needed to appear at the meeting of the Knights of the Round Table and Section XIII so I could make my grand declaration of war."

"But with no Alucard that plan is gone."

"True but right now all he knows is that Integra and Alucard were transported another timeline and were changed in some way by it," said Pluto. "Once he has learned that there is no more Alucard he will try to use vampire attacks to learn more about you."

"How long?"

"Two weeks perhaps as long as a month but no longer than that."

"More than enough time to get the relevant organizations from two realities together and start hammering some plan of action," said Integra.

Maxwell nodded. "England's Ryumusuko Institute, the Vatican's Section XIII, and Germany's Hakenkreuz with the League of Nation's KamiOni to coordinate the whole thing."

"We need something to keep the Major off balance while we put the meeting together."

"I have just the thing," commented Pluto as she disappeared.

"What the…" scowled Ranma. "Damn it."

"Get her back here!" yelled Integra.

"I can't," responded Ranma. "Even Pegasus could not control her in the manner you suggest.' Ranma gestured and the black org reappeared between his hands. "At least we can see what she is doing and what kind of mess she is making."

~*~*Millennium HQ, South America*~*~

A group of old men in WII era German uniforms were talking amongst themselves while younger looking men in similar uniforms were standing some distance away when voice spoke. "The waiting is hard is it not, Herr Colonel?"

One of the men turned and saw a tall asian looking woman with long green hair holding what looked like a cross between a pike and a key.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?"

"I am Sailor Pluto," responded the woman a insane looking smile spreading across her features. "And I used a relic of the Moon Kingdom, the Time Gates, to get here." Pluto then turned cocking her head to the side. "Tell me, Warrant Officer Schrödinger did you like meeting the Hitler of the SDR timeline? I hope so, after all without me odds are he likely wouldn't have existed."

Schrödinger scowled. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that if I hadn't interfered with Ranma's…no Wiseman's trip back through time that world and those like it in all likelihood wouldn't exist." Pluto chuckled. "An Adolf Hitler that hates Nazi philosophy with same passion yours hated Jews. He sees you and your organization as mad dogs and as we all know there is only one way to deal with a mad dog," finished Pluto making a shooting gesture with her right hand.

"RRROWLL," shrieked Schrödinger as he launched himself at Pluto. The long weapon in her hand was suddenly in motion hitting the enraged carboy in the face, stomach, and face again sending him to the ground on his butt.

Pluto continued to smile insanely as a third eye opened in the middle of her forehead. "Come now, Schrödinger. Did you really think such a pathetic creature such as you had a hope in Hell of harming one who has the blood of the true Master Race in their veins?"

"A Sanjiyan Unkara," gasped the carboy still on the floor.

"Actually half Sanjiyan Unkara," commented Pluto. "But don't think that means my strength or that of my twin sister Satan is diminished in the slightest." Bing

"That was a very foolish and stupid thing to do Untersturmführer Rip Van Winkle," commented Pluto her insane smile seeming to grow as she bent down and picked up the remains of the bullet that had hit an invisible barrier around her. "Let me show you just how foolish and stupid it was. Death Scream."

KABOOM

"Your precious Plan 666 is shot to blazes," continued Pluto as she walked over to Rip Van Winkle who was pulling herself off the floor. "Thanks to the reality quake that happened in the history there were in there is no more Alucard. He has been returned to the human being he was in 1476. Similarly Sir Integra is no longer fully human anymore but half human half youma."

Pluto quickly stepped on the flintlock gun that had been knocked out of Rip Van Winkle's hands. "My dear fräulein, I don't think you fully grasp just how out classed you are. It was a Sanjiyan Unkara that created the very first vampire. It was the knowledge of a Sanjiyan Unkara that blasted the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah into oblivion. It was a Sanjiyan Unkara that ensure the Enola Gay's mission, crew and weapon could not be hampered by any foe of man or fellow Sanjiyan Unkara."

Pluo's eyes narrowed as her smile faded. "It was a Sanjiyan Unkara that created the original ShadowGames and you think that a flintlock with some third generation magic is going to somehow stop me?" In one swift motion in Pluto closed the distance between her and Rip Van Winkle, gabbing her by the neck and slamming her against a wall.

"Don't worry fräulein I'm not going to destroy you. Rather I plan to enjoy you."

"Enjoy me?" crocked Rip Van Winkle.

"Oh I forget to mention that I'm not interested in men but in women? How silly of me," said Pluto her mad grin returning "And not willing women either. It is a pleasure that is second only to war itself that I enjoy."

"You enjoy War?' asked Schrödinger.

"Enjoy? No, I love war. I love breakthrough. I love retreat. I love mop-up. I love withdrawal. I get a warm feeling between my legs when I use the Time Staff here as a pike stabbing them in the gut. Yes I LOVE WAR."

Rip Van Winkle and the younger solders all paled. "Mein gott. She's likc the Major!" said a voice.

"LIKE the Major?" Pluto cackled. "Allow me to indulge you in what really happened after Hellsing destroyed the original Millennium HQ in 1944. The Time Gates discovered that their last operator had reincarnated and so brought him to them. He discovered once repaired the Time Gates would give him access to all war in all timelines but was faced with a dilemma until the Time Gates revealed that even in their damaged state they could create a temporal clone-a copy so perfect it might as well be the real deal. After having the clone created he allowed the Time Gates to change him to the form and race he was when he was their guardian."

"What are you saying?" asked Rip Van Winkle trembling.

"Are you being particularly dense or just don't want to accept the obvious?" asked Pluto. "Like the Major? I AM THE MAJOR. HAHAHA."

"But if you are the Major then why…" began Schrödinger..

"Am I here using Van Winkle as a stress ball?" finished Pluto. "Simple really. Even with Ranma's moderating influence there are places in the ShadowRealm that makes the worst battle look like a Sunday picnic . Aludard has effectively been destroyed. Between the Time Gates, and the ShadowRealm my dream of experiencing endless war has been realized." Pluto's grin vanished and her features turned cold. "But the events of the last two years has made my old project my old Millennium a threat to that." Pluto then smiled. "Besides what better war then one with what is in essence myself?"

"Ach, du lieber Gott in Himmel," whispered a voice.

"God in heaven? As you should know neither is here." Pluto grabbed Rip Van Winkle and kissed her on the mouth. "Resisting me even though you know who I am? Good. I could take you now but that would be like gulping down grape juice rather than letting it turn into fine wine."

"Major…" begun Rip Van Winkle trembling and shaking.

"Not anymore. The Major is gone unless you want to count that temporal clone the Time Gate made. In any case, Pluto has returned. As your enemy," Pluto started caressing one of Rip Van Winkle's breasts resulting in the former officer to increase her shaking "When my temporal clone gets back you will be sure to inform him." Pluto then released Rip Van Winkle.

"Now I must be leaving before those I just left start worrying themselves half a dozen ulcers." Pluto then disappeared from sight.

~*~*Hellsing Mansion*~*~

Ranma looked up from the black orb between his hands in time to see Pluto return. "Did you enjoy the show?" she asked the insane smile again appearing on her features.

"If there was any doubt that little stunt removed it," said Satan scowling. "You are certifiably, fruit cake, playing with less then the full deck, reckless beyond belief, Planters special, out of your mind crazy."

"Ah, but compared to the now never existed in the first place Kaiyanwang Paradox I am relatively sane," grinned Pluto.

"I have to give her that," commented Ranma.

"Major, Pluto whatever you call yourself, you will behave yourself," roared Integra.

Pluto's smile disappeared and her proud arrogant stance became submissive. "Yes, master."

"I don't want empty promises. Act like this again and it be a full week of pretty flowers, happy peaceful songs, and Mary Sue like people," screamed Integra.

Satan now smiled. "I see you understand that Hell is a matter of perspective in that one person's hell is another's heaven. The ShadowRealm is not the only place that has such things. I could arrange for a nice month long vacation in my domain for this…person. Nice, peaceful, quiet, no violence, no war, no anger," Satan narrowed her eyes. "A taylor made Hell for a person such as her."

Pluto now started to tremble. "Please not that. A week is bad enough but a month…"

"Then behave," glared Integra.

"In the meanwhile give Integra the Time Staff," ordered Satan. "The last thing we need if you getting bored and creating even more divergent histories."

Pluto pouted but handed the staff to Integra.

"It's more then just a weapon isn't it?" asked Integra.

"The Time Staff is both literal and fixative key to the Time Gates," said Satan. "Since our little maniac is a Shadow Being you actually have more access to the Time Gates then even I would with that in my possession."

Integra looked at the Time Staff frowning. "The power this represents is for lack of a better word is terrifying but to know that it was created in response to something regarded as worse…" Integra's hold on the Time Staff increased until her knuckles turned white.

"The Time Staff is quite limited in your hands," commented Satan. "It can only let you see your personal past and present. You cannot see your possible futures."

"My personal past here or in that other world?" asked Integra.

Satan blinked an expression of surprise on her face. "Both," she said softly. Satan then chuckled. "And again our younger kin show that they are at least our equals."

"Walter, we have a meeting to set up," said Integra.

~*~*RS*~*~