Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma1/2 or any other anime, video games, book, ect., characters. I do own some characters though.

A new story by the chaumiester, enjoy

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Here's Chapter 1 of:

Enforcer: Lieutenant Commander Ranma

Chapter 1 - The New Job with N.E.S.I.A.D.T.

Ranma stared at his mail with a bored expression, "Man, all the jobs these days are starting to sound the same, " Ranma groaned. He picked up a random piece of mail and opened it, Ranma's eye twitched at what the letter said:

Dear Mr. Ranma Kaosu,

We, The Japanese Homeland Security Agency, would like to hire you and your 'special' skills. It has come to our attention that a certain group of activist, will be a danger to the country. If you accept the job, we will pay 5,000,000 yen as an upfront fee, and later a 10,000,000 yen when you complete a job.

These certain group of activist call themselves: The Sailor Senshi, they announce and protest that they are building an utopia for mankind by eliminating demon or youma as they call it. But the fact is that they cause widespread damage during each of their attacks, doing more harm then good. Since they are celebrities to the public, we cannot neutralize them openly, that is why we want to hire you to 'discreetly' dispose of them.

Ranma threw the letter down in frustration,' Are they, freakin' serious...they want me to eliminate a whole bunch of girls.' Ranma looked up and stared at the ceiling, 'This sucks...' Ranma thought.

A curvy brunette standing at 5'7'' walked towards him holding a tray with cups of tea. She looked towards him with her brown eyes, "You look troubled Master Ranma," She stated as she set the tray down and poured some tea for Ranma.

Ranma waved her concern off, "Feh, not troubled Treina, more like annoyed and bored..." Ranma frowned when he realized something, "And stop calling me 'Master', I told you Ranma's just fine."

Ranma looked back at the unopened envelopes with a bored expression. He sighed as he stared out the window in a daze.

Ranma, ever since he left Nerima 7 years ago, had changed a 'bit'. For 7 years all he did was fight, join wars, kill, assassinate, and some other things, but most of it's in the first category. Becoming a freelance Mercenary/Hitman/Assassin, had its joys, but after a while it started to get boring with nothing challenging to do.

After leaving Nerima he decided to reject every ideal and oppinion that Genma or the others had forced onto him. He decided to live his own life...

However, that's when the complications of the real world reared it's ugly head. He barely had an education, he had never entered a college and barely passed high school. In a high society such as Japan, where education is considered a must for living. He had no other skills except fighting and some minor construction.

In the Japanese economic world, he was basically useless.

So he turned to jobs that would need his fighting skills. He tried to join the Japanese Self-Defense Force, but they required high marks in education. He tried to be a Police Officer, but the Law Enforcement System also required high marks in education, not as high as the JSDF, but high enough.

So he migrated to a place where opportunities were open for anybody, no matter who they are: America.

He was able to acquire citizenship, and he joined the U.S. Army.

He was horrified at his first kill serving the military. The first person he killed was a 14 year boy who was a child soldier. Depression and Suicide tendencies set in, but after a few weeks of internal struggle. He overcame that notion of killing after convincing himself that everyone had to die at a certain time, he continue his job.

However, some things stayed the same. Him being Ranma, trouble was assured to be thrown his way. After a misconception and misunderstanding with a General...and his daughter. Ranma was transferred immediately to the 222nd Army Battalion, B-Company. The Company with the highest causality rate percentage in the whole army.

The 222nd Army battalion, B-company, is where the Army rakes together all the insubordinates, hellraisers and troublemakers that won’t fit in any other unit. When the Rangers and Deltas are too expensive to waste, B-Company are the first ones in.

B-Company was called “Bad Company”; a mismatched bunch of rejects selected to serve their country as cannon fodder. It wasn't the kind of outfit a lot of soldiers would join voluntarily. Getting transferred to 'Bad Company' was a punishment and a way for the generals to put all their rotten eggs in one basket. No one starts out in Bad Company. But for some, this is where they end up.

While he was there he met, Private Preston Marlowe, Private Haggard, Private Terrence Sweetwater, and Sergeant Samuel D. Redford.

During his tour with Bad Company, their agenda went from serving their country... to personal momentary gain.

Ranma chuckled a bit, they were an insubordinate squad who were risking everything by going AWOL on a personal quest for gold deep behind enemy lines. In the end they got the 24 million dollars worth of gold, were dishonorably discharged from the Army with the exception of Sergeant Redford who retired, and went their separate ways.

With 4.8 millions dollars in hand, he begin traveling the world, mastering and incorporating many styles of martial arts in his own school: Death Soldier's Style of Armed and Unarmed Combat Martial Arts. Ranma had long ago abandoned Anything Goes martial arts and created his own school, not wanting to be binded back to his past anymore.

He changed his last name to Kaosu, which literally meant Chaos, to hide himself from Nerima. Especially Nabiki, not wanting her to find him again and take his hard earned gold away from him. He traveled back to Japan and invested in a large house for his base of operations.

He had changed a lot on the inside, nearly to the point of recognizability. Unfortunately he was still a Ranma even with all the extreme changes, there were still some things that stayed the same, no matter how much time passed.

He hasn’t really changed that much on the outside, his appearance looked nearly the same when he left Nerima. The only difference was that he was taller, his features more defined, his body was riddled with scars that were nearly faded away, his posture was different, and his eyes became a dark cold blue which rarely showed warmth.

Ranma sighed and look back at the envelopes, he pointed his hand at the letters and a small black Ki blast struck the letters, enveloping them in a black flame.

Treina didn't even look fazed as she picked up a cup of tea and offered it to Ranma. Ranma accepted the cup and drank it slowly. "Oh before I forget, this came in the mail," she took out a envelope from her cleavage and handed it to Ranma.

Ranma blinked and took the envelope, "Hey, what's the whole purpose of doing that?" Ranma asked as he stared at Treina.

She smiled, "To make myself look more alluring and more attractive to my 'Master'."

Ranma scooted slowly away from her, "Hey are you and the rest of the girls still trying to...you know...make me your boyfriend/lover/husband/fiancé?" Ranma asked nervously as he reached for the exit.

During the time that he had invested in the large house, he figured that sense he traveled a lot, he would need someone to clean and take care of his house while he was gone. So he found a near bankrupt maid agency and hired a batch of maid for cheap, since not only were they cleaning his house, they also stayed and lived in his house. So their cost went down since he deducted for for housing and food.

Unfortunately, he was starting to regret his decision, since the maids became extremely attached to him. Then there was also the fact that none of his maids were... normal every day maids. He had one who was a sword master for some reason, another who could pull out firearms from nowhere, another who was apparently trained as a ninja... and others, but he digressed

He was still asking himself why some of his maids were trained and had skills in such... exquisite ways. But they rarely gave him a straight answer.

"Of course we still are," Treina grinned, "You think that we would give up a prime specimen like you." She started picking up the empty teacups.

Ranma blinked and looked at her, "Well to be honest, when you did the whole taking object out of cleavage thing. It gave me the impression of a seductive assassin...and for some reason, a porn star."

Treina blinked and looked at Ranma, "Seriously...I was going for the impression of the hot girl next door," Ranma sweatdropped. Then something clicked in Treina's memory, "Wait a minute, a porn star! How the hell did you get porn star, I mean you never watched porn before...have you?" Treina asked mildly curious.

Ranma's sweatdropp doubled, "Uh...no," Ranma answered, Treina stared at him, "Okay maybe once...but that was because I was tied down to a chair...then again I don't think that counts since I past out 10 minutes after the movie started." Ranma rubbed his chin in thought.

Treina sweatdropped, she looked at Ranma as he was rubbing his chin in thought. 'Time for drastic measures...' she sighed. Before Ranma could say anything or protest, she straddled his lap and held his face close to her, their lips inches apart.

"What's the impression you get now, 'Master'." Treina purred as she leaned in closer, Ranma sweated nervously, "Pain and anger...now will you please get off of me." Ranma said nervously.

Treina frowned, 'Pain and anger? How did he get that impression,' She mused but then she felt something hard poke at her inner thigh. She grinned at him, "Are you sure that's all you feel." Before Ranma could answer her...

"TREINA!! Get off of Master immediately!!" A voice shouted, making Treina fall off of Ranma, Ranma turned to the sound of the voice, and that's where things got really scary. Standing at the opening of the hall were the majority of his maids brandishing weapons.

The one who yelled was a short girl with blue hair redhead who was holding a sword in her hands which was glowing with a red hot aura. "Hi Minav...Hi girls," Ranma waved nervously.

Minav and the rest of the girls suddenly lost the aura and smiled at him, "Hi 'Master' Ranma," They chorused as they greeted him. Ranma shivered voluntarily, "Yeah I'm gonna leave you guys alone...'kay." Ranma suggested and then vanished out of sight.

The girls regained their red aura when Ranma left and glared at Treina, "Now Treina...Let's talk about your...punishment." Minav dictated every word heavily.

Treina 'eeped' and ran, 'So that's where he got pain and anger from,' She thought as the bevy of angry maids ran after her.

Ranma reappeared in his bedroom, "That was scary, I seriously have to get these girls some boyfriends or something. I mean come on, why the hell do women always do that when I meet them. Is there a curse I don't know about that make women act all strange around me.

Ranma looked at the letter in his hand, "In all the commotion, I forgot about this." Ranma said aloud. He opened the letter and skimmed it, "A job?...they're offering me a job? This is kinda strange..." Ranma thought out loud as he read the paper.

Dear Mr. Ranma Kaosu,

We of the International Security Agency would like to offer you a position in the N.E.S.I.A.D.T. This agency works internationally, stopping threats and groups that threaten the security of the world. It has come to our attention, that many 'problematic' activities are happening around the world in these. So our agency has been created and charged with handling any threats to national security.

However, we are unable to carry out our duties because of the shortage of man power and staff. That is why we personally offer you a position in the N.E.S.I.A.D.T. in the Japanese Branch. Please accept our offer, and if you do, please come to the address below on the date and time provided.

"Hmmm a job, that pays top money regularly and all I have to do is be some kind of military police." Ranma dropped the paper on a table and looked out his window.

'Should I take the job...' Ranma thought.

A scream broke through his thought process,"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH I'M SORRY!! NO MORE NO MORE!!" Treina screamed.

Ranma winced at the tone, "I'm bored to hell anyway and it'll get me away from these crazy girls for awhile," Ranma said aloud.

"NOOOOOOOOO!! NOT THE WHIP!! ANYTHING BUT THE WHIP!"

Ranma sighed with a sweatdrop running down his head, "Why the hell not, I'll take the job."

3 days later...

Ranma walked out of his house wearing dark blue jeans with a black t-shirt. He had on a dark black jacket with comfortable dark boots. 'The meeting should start in about a hour, might as well get there early,' Ranma thought as he walked toward his black motorcycle.

He reached into his pocket for the keys, suddenly he was hit with a splash of water. Where a 6'3'' man was standing, now a very busty redhead girl standing at 6'0'' replaced him. Ranma sighed, even though she found a way to control the curse, turning to a busty redhead with the application of water was still annoying.

Ranma's girl form had also changed during the past 7 years, it grew taller, and bustier...with longer legs...and a killer hourglass figure. It was useful curse at times, but most of the times it was kind of annoying when guys tried to hit on her. "At least the water magnet curse disappeared," she said aloud.

On the cement ground, there were streaks of water, usually when he got hit by water, the liquid would only land on him and nothing else. Ranma sighed as she willed her body to turn back to a man, he regained his height and lost the curves and bust. Two girls wearing short denim jeans and a muscle shirt, carrying a bucket and hose appeared from his garage, both of which had a curvy figure and a large bust that was straining the threads of their shirt.

The girls' eyes widen in fear as they saw who they had accidentally splashed, "We apologize for getting you wet, Master Ranma," They bowed apologetically.

A dripping wet Ranma sighed and just smiled at them, "Feh, don't worry about it...and stop calling me Master." he scolded.

Ranma got on his bike and started it up, he slipped on his helmet and drove out of the compound.

N.E.S.I.A.D.T. Headquarters

Ranma parked in front of a large building, he looked up at the building and whistled. "Man...if I work here regularly, I won't have to worry about money for a while," Ranma said aloud as he entered the building.

Ranma walked through the spacious, metal halls of the building and stopped in front of an elevator. 'If I remember correctly...I'm suppose to go to the 2nd floor conference room...or was it the 3rd floor?' Ranma pushed the up button and waited for the descending elevator.

The elevator opened and Ranma stepped inside and ascended to the 2nd floor. He stepped into another spacious hallway, but this one was a bit more decorative then the first one. Ranma wandered around a while before finally reaching a room labeled: 'Conference room'.

Ranma stepped inside to find a few people standing around inside talking with each other. Nobody noticed Ranma enter the room except one woman who walked up to him and gave him a tag with the number '3' on it. She then smiled and gave him a folded slip of paper, Ranma blinked as he open it to find...a phone number?

Ranma looked at the woman with a confuse stare, she winked at him and walked away. Ranma sighed before stuffing the paper in his pocket and settling down in a dark corner, waiting for the meeting to commence.

In half a hour, many more people entered the room and the same lady gave them all numbered tags, still nobody notice Ranma in the corner. A few minutes later a man coughed into his hand to get everyone’s attention, everyone took a seat as the meeting commence. "Welcome, as all of you may know, this department is short on manpower and staff right now." The man announced, everybody nodded. "That's why you are here, to protect and serve the world and its needs. Right!!"

Many people, including Ranma, looked at each other before turning back to the man standing in front.

“MUHAHAHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!”

Nearly everybody in the crowd burst out laughing, the man in front of them sweatdropped. "Helping people...man that's rich," a man with dark red hair, sitting in front row said as he wiped a tear from his eye.

A girl sitting 5 seats from Ranma stood up and stared incredulous at everybody, "Seriously...none of you guys are here to help people!" she exclaimed.

"No...just here for the money and the experience...but mostly for the money." Nearly everybody in the crowd chorused, the girl facefaulted.

A few hours later of talking about rules, regulations, and stuff good guys are suppose to do, the announcer guy took them all to register for the job. Another few more hours of registering, they all found themselves in a room with a large screen.

"So what are we doing now, watching a movie on how to be a good cop." The man with dark red hair said as he looked around. The announcer guy smiled and looked at him, "No. This is a little information on your co-workers. Since you'll be working together, why don't all of you get to know each other better." The man said with a grin as he flicked off the lights, and the projection started up.

As the picture began to show, the announcer guy turned to the group of people, "Oh yeah, before I forget, your ranks are decided by the numbered tags you've received. The lower the number, the higher the rank." he explained, "The ranks are based on both military and police terms."

A blue haired girl turned and looked at him, "And how did you rank us with numbered tags?" She asked. The announcer guy blinked and stared at her,"The earlier you arrive, the higher the rank."

The blue haired girl stared at him with half lidded eyes, "You're joking..." She stated dangerously.

He looked at her with a clueless expression, "Nope...not really." He answered. “Though some of it is base on your skills, we decided to screw with you guys and give you random ranks...well except for the officers...everybody else gets random enlisted ranks.”

"Shhhhh. It's starting," A blond haired woman hushed as she watched the movie and was holding a bag of popcorn.

Ranma stared at her, ‘The hell...where she get that popcorn from,' Ranma thought as he ate a hot dog laced with mustard and ketchup. Ranma blinked and looked down at the hot dog, 'Where did this hot dog come from? Eh screw it," Ranma shrugged and continued eating.

Soon the screen showed something like a marital status paper or a Bio. of something. First a picture of a woman in her late 20's appeared, she had a curvaceous figure and was subtly muscled, she had blue eyes and teal hair down to her waist. She was wearing a orange bandanna on her forehead and her attire seemed to be a police uniform. Soon information followed the picture.

Name: Kiyone Makibi
Age: 28
Nationality: Japanese
Rank: Police: Officer Military: Corporal
Operations: Light combat support, Heavy combat support, Sniper support, Ballistics Support, Light Weapons Support, Medium Weapons Support
Combat Ability: Above Average
Specialty: Average Marksmanship, Field medic
Hair: Teal
Eyes: Light Blue
Height: 5'9''
Personal Motto: “Yeaahh!! No more Mihoshi!!”

After everyone stared at the screen for a bit, the blond woman who yelled back in the conference room stared at Kiyone questioningly, "Yeah. No more Mihoshi?"

Kiyone blushed, "It's kinda of a personal thing."

The screen soon started showing a movie: (Ms. Makibi is one of the most respectable and responsible Police officer the Japanese law enforcement has ever seen.) The narrator said, the screen showed Kiyone delivering stacks of paper to a office.

(Ms. Makibi has shown a real diligence for getting herself out of trouble.) The narrator continued. This time the screen showed Kiyone taking cover behind a police car while firing with her handgun. (Ms. Makibi is one of the best choices for hire.) the screen showed Kiyone saluting them. (She has an exceptional record... except that it is marred by the fact that her presence along with an unknown blond haired woman has created catastrophic collateral damage.)

The screen turned dark and everybody started lightly clapping, Kiyone facefaulted at the last tidbit of information.

The screen appeared again this time with different information and a different picture. The picture was of the blond woman who was talking to Kiyone a minute ago, she had blond hair going down to her waist and purple eyes. She had a slim and athletic figure and was wearing a navy uniform of some kind with a miniskirt.

Name: Sonya Kakarb
Age: 23
Nationality: German/Russian/Japanese
Rank: Police: Officer Military: Corporal/Medic
Operations: Field medical expert, Chief medical officer
Combat Ability: N/A
Specialty: Able to heal any wound, except for deathblows
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Purple
Height: 5'4''
Personal Motto: “Ahhhhh!! There's blood everywhere! Where's the Medic...Oh wait...I'm the medic.”

(Ms. Sonya Karkarb is one of the best medics out there, she is able to patch up any wound no matter how serious it is.) The screen showed Sonya bandaging up a severed arm of a man, the strange thing is that she is wearing night vision goggles in broad daylight.

(She'll take care of any wounded person, no matter how serious it is.) The screen showed her again stitching up a guy's head wound, she was still wearing night vision goggles, Ranma and several others sweatdropped. (The only problem is that she is afraid of blood, or Hemophobia so she has to wear some type of goggles to work.)

The screen showed her as she ran up to a wounded man with a gunshot wound, this time not wearing any goggles. As soon as she saw the blood flowing out of the man...she fainted. The screen went dark as the clip ended. Ranma and nearly everyone else was sweatdropping while slowly clapping, Sonya was blushing furiously from embarrassment.

The screen showed up again, this time showing a man holding a Sniper Rifle, he had a medium build with wild red hair. He had black eyes that seemed to fit perfectly in the scope, he was wearing a sneaking suite of some kind with heavy boots.

Name: Natan Cнannер
Age: 31
Nationality: Russian/Japanese
Rank: Police: Sergeant Military: Master Sergeant
Operations: Sniper Operations, Head Sniper, Long Range Assault, Long Range support
Combat Ability: Average at close range. High at Long Range Assault
Specialty: Expert Sniper, Long Distance Support, Expert Scout, Head of Sniper Operations.
Hair: Red
Eyes: Black
Height: 6'3''
Personal Motto: “Give me a scope and I can Kill it!!”

Everybody chucked at his motto and the narrator started speaking as the movie clip started. (Natan Channep is one of the best snipers around, able to hit a target from nearly any distance, he is nearly undetectable when assaulting the enemy.) The screen showed Natan in a prone position is some snow, while aiming with a 4 feet Sniper Rifle.

(He is one of the best marksman for rifles, and almost never misses.) The screen showed Natan firing the sniper rifle, then the screen zoomed in on his target and showed a soldier getting hit in the neck. Another soldier nearby ran to him, but then fell back in the snow as another bullet went through his head.

(If you want someone killed fast and far, Natan is the one for the job) The screen went black, Ranma and all the guys in the group clapped loudly, Natan stood up with a grin and started bowing, "Thank you. Thank You. If you want someone shot, you know where to find me," He said with a laugh as he sat down.

The screen reappeared again, this time showing a man in his late 20's. The man was standing next to a tank while smirking at the screen. He had a medium build with brown hair and green eyes. He was wearing a police uniform with some sneakers and a pair of sunglasses on his head. He had slightly muscled arms and legs and a few tattoos.

Name: Kazune Tychrone
Age: 28
Nationality: Japanese/Chinese
Rank: Police: Sergeant Military: Sergeant Major
Operations: Transportation, Head of Armor Assault and Operations, Ballistics Support Lieutenant Commander, Artillery and Rocketry Expert, Mechanical and Auto expert, Chief mechanic
Combat Ability: Above Average
Specialty: Able to Commandeer any land vehicle, Expert Armor Operator
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green
Height: 6'5''
Personal Motto: “Alright give me a vehicle, a weapon, and some beer. And you got yourself a War...or just a drunk dude with a tank.”

Ranma and several others laughed at Kazune's motto. (Kazune is one of the fastest drivers in the drag racing underworld. Hitting a speed mark of Mach 1 in a sports car is one of Kazune's milestone achievements.) The screen showed Kazune in a police cruiser chasing after another vehicle. Kazune grinned wildly as he turned and knocked into the other car, the other car swerved a bit before finally losing its traction and flipping into the air.

(It is also noted that anyone trying to beat Kazune in a race is doomed to losing and also has a high rate of dying.) The car flipped a few times before landing on its hood and sliding down the road throwing sparks everywhere.

Everyone applauded Kazune as the screen turned black. Natan turned and looked at Kazune, "So how did you get a sports car to go to Mach 1 speed?" Natan asked curiously.

"Its quite simple actually," Kazune replied, "First you install a supersonic engine and used undiluted nitrous as fuel for the car. Then you mix in an explosive compound that would last for at least 3 hours once coming onto to contact with the nitrous fuel. Oh and also get military class vehicle tires from the air force. Preferably from jets.”

Natan sweatdropped, "Uh... wouldn't the fuel explode and requires a high amount of intaking to get rid of it."

Kazune smirked, "Not if you drive really fast," He replied.

The screen appeared again, this time a long legged beauty with shoulder length blue hair appeared. She was standing on top of the hood of a jeep with some binoculars, she was wearing a army uniform identifying herself as a Colonel. Her purple eyes shined as she stared dangerously at the column of approaching troops.

Name: Miuyu Kerop
Age: 27
Nationality: Italian/Japanese/American
Rank: Police: Captain Military: Lieutenant Colonel
Operations: Head Commander of N.E.S.I.A.D.T., Secondary Strategist, Sniper Support, Head of Mass Operations,
Combat Ability: Very high...Guys are scared of her
Specialty: Remarkable Commander, Average Marksman, Extreme High IQ
Hair: Light blue
Eyes: Purple
Height: 5'7''
Personal Motto: “Feel me up...and I'll beat you to death...with your arm.”

The guys sitting near Miuyu scooted away from her as the narrator begin talking. (Miuyu is one of the best tacticians and strategist out there on the battle field.) The screen showed her marking out targets on a map, while the men standing around her nodded in understanding. ( Miuyu has commanded over many types of units, from battalions to armored units on the battle field.) The screen showed her yelling at several people who were standing at attention with a look of fear and respect in their eyes.

(Even though Miuyu is a strategist, she is still a very formidable combatant. Hailing from Italy, she knows several types of Military Martial Arts) The narrator said as the screen showed her putting a man in a headlock, kicking him to the ground, and pointing a gun at his head.

(Though its not confirmed and thought to be a rumor, it is said that Miuyu Kerop is a feminist.) The narrator said as the screen turned dark. Many of the people watching the screen sweatdropped, many of the males sitting near Miuyu who scooted away from her were now shivering in fear.

A blond man sitting next to Ranma scratched his head in confusion, "Hey what's a feminist?" He asked out loud while many of the men were contemplating on how to work with the man hater. Ranma and nearly all the guys facefaulted on the ground. Hard. The women stared at him with sweatdrops, two women who had a strange resemblance to the man shook their heads in exasperation.

Ranma got back in his seat, while rubbing his head from the impact of the ground, "It means she hates Males in general out of prejudice, or stereotypical behavior of men." Ranma answered as settled himself back into the chair.

The blond man stared at him for a bit before asking him another question, "What's prejudice?" Ranma would have facefaulted at that moment, but he decided it wasn't the effort and settled for a sweatdrop. The woman next to the man sighed before explaining what prejudice meant.

The screen showed up again this time showing a woman in a lab coat. She had short red hair that matched her crimson eyes, her lab coat hugged her hour glass figure and ample breast. She was in holding a flask of something while writing something on a piece of paper on the table.

Name: Sarah Nevina
Age: 31
Nationality: Japanese/American
Rank: Senior Science and Electronic Technician
Operations: Data analysis Expert, Psychology analysis Expert, Biology and genetics expert, Chemistry Expert, Autopsy specialist, Electronics analysis, Hacker, Electronics specialist
Combat Ability: Low
Specialty: Analyzing
Hair: Red
Eyes: Crimson
Height: 5'7''
Personal Motto: “You know you have to lay off the aspirins when idiots start making sense.”

The screen showed her typing on a computer while there were several types of liquid around her, (Sarah is one of the most renown scientist in the science community.) The narrator said and continued (...I can't think of anything else sorry...) The screen faded.

Everybody in the room sweatdropped heavily, while Sarah herself just facefaulted on the ground.

The screen reappeared again this time showing the blond man who asked the rhetorical question. He was wearing a Army uniform while carrying a assault rifle. He had black eyes with a medium build. He was standing next to a tank which looked like it was about to fall apart.

Name: Kyle Hatius
Age: 27
Nationality: Japanese
Rank: Police: Lieutenant Captain Military: 2nd Lieutenant
Operations: Field Combat Specialist, Ballistics Support, Close Combat Specialist, Sniper Support, Armor Support, Aerial Support, Containment Support
Combat Ability: High
Specialty: ...Unknown?
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Black
Height: 6'6''
Personal Motto: “I still don't get it...Oh wait!! I get it- Wait. Never mind I still don't get it.”

(Kyle Hatius is a formidable opponent on the battle field and in close combat. He can be reliable soldier...most of the time.) The narrator said as the screen showed him returning firing behind the tank.

(Kyle Hatius is said to be blessed by lady luck herself to survive this far, it is widely known by his comrades that Kyle is not very smart.) The screen showed Kyle under heavy fire when a cell phone interrupted the him during the firefight, he blinked and walked out into the line of fire. He walked across the field of fire with every bullet missing him by mere inches, he picked up his cell phone and answered it. His comrades stared at him with gapping mouths, one of them looked at the other soldiers before shrugging and stepping into the line of fire. His body twitched erratically before falling to the ground where a pool of blood began pouring out of him.

Kyle walked back without any preamble and stared at his dead friend, "What happen to him?" The Kyle in the screen asked his other friends.

Ranma was sweatdropping so much that a puddle of water was gathering around him.

(He is able soldier, but with everything else...how should I say this without hurting any feelings...he's an idiot) The screen went black. "Hey..." Kyle whined, "...That's not very nice." The two women who had a resemblance to Kyle snickered with their hands covering their mouths.

The screen started up again with one of the women that resembled Kyle up on it. She was wearing a technician suite that hugged the curves of her hips. She had black eyes with crimson hair which went down to her waist.

Name: Kuriko Hatius
Age: 23
Nationality: Japanese
Rank: Police: Officer Military: Private
Operations: Assistant Electronic Technician, Sniper Support, Ballistics Support, Long Range Support, Small Arms Support
Combat Ability: Low
Specialty: Long Range Support
Hair: Crimson
Eyes: Black
Height: 5'6''
Personal Motto: “It was my sister, Rosemary's fault... If it isn't, then its Kyle's fault.”

(Kuriko Hatius is another addition to the team for support, but the main reason she's here is to contain her brother's, Kyle, stupidity.) The screen showed her fixing some type of machine, (It's also noted that she is a very knowledgeable technician and very helpful at long range support. She, however, is not very reliable at close combat.) the screen went blank.

"Alright, now that's just plain mean," Kyle exclaimed at the screen.

The announcer guy scratched his head a bit before snapping his fingers, "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you this screen has an A.I. so it generates a personality." The announcer guy stated.

Ranma blinked, "Why would you build Artificial Intelligence into a movie screen?" Ranma thought aloud, the announcer guy looked at him, "We liked to waste government money." The announcer replied.

The screen showed up again, this time with the other woman that resembled Kyle. She had navy hair tied up in a pony tail and light reddish eyes, she was wearing a police uniform that hugged the contours of her figure. She grinned as she held a assault rifle in hand.

Name: Rosemary Hatius
Age: 23
Nationality: Japanese
Rank: Police: Officer Military: Private
Operations: Decoy, Containment specialist, Heavy Weapons Support, Assault Weapons Support, Explosive Expert
Combat Ability: Average
Specialty: Assault Support
Hair: Navy
Eyes: Light Red
Height: 5'6''
Personal Motto: “It was my sister, Kuriko's fault... If it isn't, then its Kyle's fault.”

The screen showed her firing an assault rifle with uncanny accuracy at the enemies (Another sister to Kyle Hatius, sadly enough, we need two family members to control Kyle's stupidity) the A.I. said.

"Okay, now you're being a bitch, you know that," Kyle remarked angrily at the screen.

(Screw you retard.) The A.I. shot back.

Kyle blinked for a minute, "Your momma homo." Kyle shot back.

Everybody was sweatdropping at the insults thrown back and forth between the A.I. and Kyle.

(Ahem...anyway, Rosemary has an average combat ability, so she can help herself most of the time, her specialty is laying down support fire, and she is also a demolition expert. So she is a healthy addition to the team.) The screen went blank.

The whole entire room was silent for a minute, Ranma turned to the announcer guy, "So why did you really install an A.I. on a movie screen?" Ranma stated with a confused expression which most of the women thought was cute.

The announcer guy shrugged his shoulders, "To tell you the truth, I was drunk...and high, so I don't know what I was doing." Ranma sweatdropped heavily.

The screen appearing again this time with a man with a average build wearing a police uniform. He had wild black hair with maroon eyes, and for some reason a grin that screamed lecher.

Name: Tirazaki Kazuki
Age: 25
Nationality: Japanese
Rank: Police: Officer Military: Private
Operations: Light containment support, Reconnaissance expert
Combat Ability: Average
Specialty: Retreating
Hair: Black
Eyes: Maroon
Height: 5'10''
Personal Motto: “Give me death or give me porn...wait a minute...that's not my motto...this is my motto: The only reason Man or males in general suffer, is for the sake and the existence of Women.”

The screen was silent for a minute before coming to life, (I don't even know what the hell this guy is doing here...I guess there was a wrong transaction with the papers or something.) Tirazaki and Ranma facefaulted, the others were just staring at the screen with sweatdrops.

The screen showed Tirazaki sleeping with his legs crossed up on the desk, (The dude is a normal cop with average combat ability, and a specialty for retreating from battle and being a master lecher and flirter.) the screen went blank again.

"What the hell, how did he know that," Tirazaki though aloud. The announcer guy just shrugged.

The screen appeared again with a different picture and information. The picture was of a woman wearing a marines uniform, she had brown hair that was in a long pigtail that came down to her waist and light green eyes. Her uniform hugged every curve of her body all the way to her long legs. She had a LMG in hand and a belt of ammo in another.

Name: Ren Cayzua
Age: 28
Nationality: American/Japanese/German
Rank: Police: Sergeant Military: Corporal
Operations: Multiple Support, Heavy Containment
Combat Ability: Above Average
Specialty: Support of several types
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Light Green
Height: 5'8''
Personal Motto: “Reinforcements. I'm here to help...Wait, everyone’s dead already aren't they.”

The screen showed her giving support with a heavy machine gun for several marine comrades. (Ren Cuyzua is the one to call for if you want support. Ren is what one would call the supporter. She herself is nothing special, but if you're in trouble Ms. Cayzua is the one to call for support, support is her specialty in dangerous situations.) The screen went blank.

Tirazaki blinked and stared at Ren, "That was short wasn't it," he stated, Ren stayed silent while giving him a death glare.

The screen appeared again with a man who was holding a minigun and grinning evilly at them. He had a medium build with short brown hair and brown eyes that seemed to scream 'dangerous' at you. He was wearing a bullet proof vest over his army uniform.

Name: Ken Gunjiteki
Age: 32
Nationality: American/Japanese
Rank: Police: Lieutenant Military: 1st Lieutenant
Operations: Light Weapons Expert, Medium Weapons Expert, Heavy Weapons Expert, Assault Weapons Expert, Arms and Munitions, Demolitions Expert, Ballistics Support, Artillery and Rocketry Expert, Combat Support and Command, Sniper Operations Assistant
Combat Ability: Very High (Dangerous to Ally or Enemy)
Specialty: Weapons Expert
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Height: 6'4''
Personal Motto: “Kill all Hippies!! Shoot the cowards of anti-war!!”

The screen showed Ken firing his minigun at an armed tank, (Ken is a weapons expert among weapons experts, he is one of the most ruthless soldier ever seen in combat. He has knowledge on nearly weapon built and can upgrade any lethal weapon to an even more dangerous tool of warfare.) The A.I. said as the screen showed Ken using a rocket launcher to decimate a battalion of soldiers.

(Ken is known by many governments and underground armed forces, he is thought to live on warfare and killing and has a near fetish for weapons that have high firepower. If you want a war started or a war ended, Ken is your man.) The screen turned black.

The screen reappeared again this time showing a very busty woman. She was wearing a doctor uniform of some kind that stopped at her thighs, showing off her fabulous long legs. She had dark red hair going down her to her waist. Her yellow eyes almost looked like they were glowing. She had an almost sly expression on her face.

Name: Yuna Chikiko
Age: 29
Nationality: German/Japanese
Rank: Police: Officer Military: Private
Operations: Small arms support, Light combat support, Psychology/Social expert
Combat Ability: Below Average
Specialty: Psychological Therapist, (Side Note: Chikiko has been diagnosed as a nymphomaniac)
Hair: Dark Red
Eyes: Yellow
Height: 5'8''
Personal Motto: “Come on!! Just 3 more hours...Dammit!! Another one unconscious from pleasure again.”

Ranma didn't know why, but he shivered in fear when he read her motto and the side note. The screen showed her tending to a patient who was shaking in fear.

(Yuna Chikiko is the best Psychological Therapist out there, having treated over 600 patients with fears, problems, and phobias. She also used to work for a police force before resigning because of some co-worker relationship problems.) The A.I. said as it showed Yuna treating a man who was scared of homosexuals.

(It is also noted that Yuna is a nymphomaniac which may be why she has so much success, though no one really knows.) The screen went blank.

Kyle stared at the screen with a confused expression, "What's a nymphomaniac?" He asked out loud.

Ranma turned to his to be co-worker, "A nymphomaniac is a person who has a hormone imbalance that caused the person to have hyper active activities in their arousal synapses." Ranma explained.

Kyle stared drooling at the unknown information, Ranma sweatdropped and sighed before reexplaining it to Kyle, "Uhh, a nymphomaniac is a person who thinks about sex 90 percent time, and is always horny. And their main thought process is usually about sex, sex, sex, and how good the sex was."

"Ooohh. okay," Kyle nodded with understanding.

Ranma turned back to the screen, 'Hmm, the screen has showed everybody except for...me...oh crap,' Ranma thought as the screen lit up with his picture and information.

The screen showed Ranma, who was wearing camouflaged pants with heavy combat boots, he had a black muscle shirt on with his camouflaged jacket slung over his shoulder, in his other hand, Ranma was holding an assault rifle. Behind Ranma was a destroyed landscape littered with bodies and scrap metal.

Name: Ranma Kaosu
Age: 25
Nationality: Japanese/ American/ Chinese/ Russian/ German/ British/ African/ Italian/ Iraq/ Pakistan/ India...he got citizenship to a lot of countries
Rank: Police: Lieutenant Commander Military: Lieutenant General
Operations: Multi-Combat Specialist, Infiltration and Espionage Commander, Primary Strategist, Multi-Weapons Expert, Arms and Munitions Expert, Demolitions Expert
Combat Ability: Very Lethal
Specialty: Martial Arts Expert, Tactician, Espionage, Marksmanship Expert, Demolition Expert, Field Medic
Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt or Dark Blue
Height: 6'3''
Personal Motto: “War and Life are hell...But war is Fun...Life’s a bitch.”

Kyle whistled as the information came on, everyone else was either staring or gapping "Whoa...this guy must be good, “Kyle remarked, everybody nodded their heads in agreement. "And his motto is so cool," Everybody sweatdropped at Kyle and made no comment as the movie clip started.

(Ranma Kaosu is war, fighting, and killing personified. He is lethal, brutal, and has the most effective tactics ever seen by the military. Making Ranma Kaosu an enemy is a sure path to a quick and painful death, he is one of the most ruthless soldier ever seen.) The screen showed Ranma as he sprinted toward enemy soldiers who were firing viciously at him. Everybody stared him awe as he prepared to take out the soldiers.

The screen followed Ranma as he pulled out a handgun and shot 6 times, taking out all the soldiers in one consecutive shot each. A nearby tank fired and detonated a shell near him, Ranma jumped out of the way of the blast and leaped into the air. He landed on the turret of the tank, the machine gunner raised his gun in surprise, but before he could fire, Ranma grabbed him by the throat and snapped his neck.

(Ranma Kaosu is an unknown variable in War, but it is sure that who ever side he is on in war, they will succeed in winning the battle.) The A.I. said empathetically as the movie continued showing Ranma's ventures.

Ranma pulled the body out of the turret and jumped into the tank, screams of pain soon follow. A few minutes later the tank slowed to a halt, Ranma jumped out and sprinted towards another tank nearby. The tank that Ranma previously occupied exploded in a maelstrom of fire. The oncoming tank fired a shell at Ranma as he sprinted towards them, Ranma jumped out of the way of the shell and continued his sprint. He pulled out his combat knife and a grenade, he threw the knife at the gunner at a speed that the camera couldn't follow. However the knife was founded embedded into the gunner's forehead as he slid limply into the turret.

Ranma pulled the pin and lodged the grenade into the cannon of the tank. Seconds later the tank exploded and grind to a stop. (Ranma Kaosu is adaptable to any kind of combat situation, he has extensive knowledge about many types of weapons. He is the most valuable addition to this team.) The A.I. said as the screen went blank.

"Wow!" Kyle exclaimed, "So how many people have you killed so far?" He asked nonchalantly.

Ranma looked at him with a sweatdrop, "A lot...I think," He answered.

The announcer guy stepped up in front of them, "Great, now that you've acquaint yourself with your fellow workers. I like to welcome you all to N.E.S.I.A.D.T. The National Enforcer Squad of International and Abnormal Dangers and Threats." The announcer guy...uh announced. "You all began today for your job now suite up and move out!"

Everybody just stared at him, "So...where are we going..." Natan voiced as he stood up.

The announcer guy scratched his head in thought, "Well...since were not needed for anything right now, we just go on patrols around the country. Since you are military-police, you also have law enforcement responsibilities." The announcer guy said as he pulled out a piece of paper, "In the next 10 minutes, Miss Miuyu will take control as captain effective immediately. So we might as well begin by taking patrols around the Capital."

He started reading off the paper. "Well let's see Ranma and Kazune will patrol North Tokyo, Miuyu and Yuna will patrol South Tokyo, Natan and Tirazaki will patrol Central Tokyo, Kyle and Kiyone will patrol West Tokyo, Kuriko and Ren will patrol East Tokyo, Ken and Sonya will patrol Commercial District, Sarah and Rosemary will patrol Urban Areas of Tokyo. Now suite up and head out."

After a brief visit to the locker rooms and receiving their firearms, they head out to their respective patrol cars. Ranma and Kazune were the second to last ones to reach the garage to see that everyone had left already for patrol duty except for them and two other people.

Ranma was decked out with black lightweight body armor that covered his uniform, regulations said they had to always wear body armor during patrol duty. He had on baggy black cargo pants with many pockets, a pair of heavy combat boots, and a black t-shirt covered by the armor. He had a black jacket over the body armor with the N.E.S.I.A.D.T. insignia stitched onto the side, a utility belt, a pair of padded black nylon gloves.

Ranma and Kazune, who was wearing the exact same thing he was wearing walked up to their patrol car which looked more like humvee then a police cruiser. It was heavily padded with armor on the exterior, the interior looked new. Toward the front was a complex-looking mini-computer and radio, a GPS navigator, it had leather seats and a holder for their guns in the middle. The top of the car had a retractable chain gun, the wheels of the humvee looked like they were padded with something and the windows were all bullet proof.

Kazune whistled in admiration, "Nice isn't it."

"Sure is...," Ranma responded and circled around it, "You drive, 'kay,"

Kazune shrugged and opened the drivers door and climbed in. As Ranma reached for the passengers door a voice interrupted him, "Wait! Ranma Sir..." Ranma frowned at the 'sir' part and turned around to see Sarah running towards him.

"Yes, you need something," Ranma asked as Sarah stopped in front of him to catch her breath.

She stood up and handed him a small metal box like device, "This is a electromagnetic generator," She said as Ranma examined it, "Could you please do me a favor and test it out for me."

Ranma nodded his head as he flipped box in his hand, "Sure, but what does it do?" Ranma asked.

Sarah's eyes glinted in the light, "It's a bullet deflector, it deflects bullets for a full 20 minutes and then it needs a 5 hour charge after the 20 minutes. It's still experimental and I need someone to test it out."

Ranma looked at her, "Why don't you test it out then?"

"Well if it doesn't work, it could mean my death. With you on the other hand, I won't have a chance of dying, and you could probably dodge the bullets and if you can't...Oh well. Just don't get killed" She grinned as she patted him on the back.

Ranma sweatdropped, "Thanks for the support," Ranma deadpanned, he open the passenger's seat door and climbed in. Kazune took off leaving a smiling scientist in a garage.

After a few minutes they were going along the districts around Tokyo, there was an uncomfortable silence as they scanned the roads together, watching for anything amiss.

"Hey Ranma...does the captain strike you as a guy hater." Kazune asked suddenly.

Ranma blinked at the question, "I'm not quite sure...I've met some guy haters, but it was obvious they hate guys." Ranma answered as they passed a sign saying: Nerima. He didn't notice the sign and continued the conversation.

"The captain didn't show the obvious signs of a guy hater." Ranma said and looked out the window to see a very run down town.

"I guess we'll know in time." Kuzune said as he focused on the town. Ranma shrugged at him, his eyes turned back onto the road.

"Man, this place is a dump!" Ranma remarked as he stared at the town.

Kazune stared at him, "Of course this place is a dump, it's Nerima. The most gangster filled and dangerous town in all of Tokyo." Kazune said as he stared at the town.

"What happen to it," Ranma asked as he started loading the assault rifle on his lap.

"This place used to be a normal town about 7 or 8 years ago, but 7 or 8 years ago this town drove away some martial artist name Saotome or something. I can't remember his first name. Anyway after he left the town went down hill, crimes and felonies soon riddled the town. The triads and yukuza soon took over the town, but the town was small and had no value, they don't do much." Kazune explained as he drove. "The police here can't do much except try to enforce the laws which nobody pays attention to. The new protectors of the town are helping very little even it they are premier Martial Artist. Now they're looking for their old protector, but their having no luck finding him."

Ranma frowned at the new income of information, 'Should I help out the town again...' Ranma thought he pulled out a coin, "Heads: I'll help out the town, Tails: Screw the town." Ranma flipped the coin and it landed on tails, 'Tails...well screw the town then.' Ranma thought as he leaned back in his seat.

As they drove on, the police symbol on the side of the car told the town it was a police car, which surprised most of the town. Most police wouldn't even drive through the dreary town.

As they drove on, Ranma and Kazune neared Furinkan high school, a group of about 30 gangsters were exiting the grounds as school ended, as soon as they saw the police cruiser they grinned and pulled out their illegal handguns. As Ranma and Kazune drove by the school the gangsters opened fire on the car laughing and hooting delinquently. Kazune drove faster when the bullets bounced off the cruiser’s armor.

"Damn, gangsters!" Kazune yelled angrily as he drove, "Let's go back there and run their ass over!!"

Ranma grabbed his arm, "No...Let's do it my way." Ranma grinned as he directed Kazune's attention to a FN 5.56mm Minimi gun. (The FN 5.56mm Minimi is a light machine gun that shoots about 850 rounds per minute)

Kazune stared at Ranma, "Dude, your evil and this is totally illegal to normal cops." Kazune then grinned, "It's a good thing we're not normal cops, let's do it." Kazune made a U-turn with the car and drove back to the school.

Gun shots sounded through the school as the gangsters shot the car. Some other gangs smiled at the other gang's antics, the teachers stared out the window and shook their heads. Some of the gangster's bitches- uh wait I mean girlfriends laughed with their gangster boyfriends. The residence of Nerima who saw the action shook their heads sadly. Miss Hinako Ninomiya stared the scene sadly, the school principle, Mr. Kuno, stared at the scene from the bars on his window with a frightened expression. The Kuno siblings were with their father and were staring at the scene with a depressing look.

The Tendos, who were going out for a walk stared at the scene sadly. The Saotome Family, or what's left which meant Nodoka and Genma, who where walking with the Tendo Family stared at the scene with similar expressions. Happosai who was walking along with the 2 families stared at the scene with a tired expression. Dr. Tofu who was talking with Happosai stared at the scene with a stern expression.

The amazons, who were delivering food nearby stared at the scene like it was a everyday occurrence, which it was. The amazons always, since Ranma left, went out together to protect each others backs. Ukyo and her employees, which meant Konatsu and Tsubasa, were making a nearby delivery, tried to make themselves small so no one would notice them.

The Hibiki Family, which include Ryoga and Akari, watched with helpless looks, knowing they couldn't do anything without getting severely hurt.

Ataru, the infamous lecher, and his friends which meant Lum, Shinobu, Ryoko, Ran and the others, stared at the scene with a frightened expression. Cherry and his niece, Sakura, stared at the commotion from the nurses office with the same expression.

Kagome Higurashi and her family stared at the scene with wide eyes, they were visiting their relatives, the Tendos. Inuyasha who was visiting Kagome stared at the scenes with a frown, he couldn't do anything because that would attract attention.

Nearly all of the people Ranma ever came in contact with, were staring at the laughing gangsters.

Nearly all of the assemble people there had the same thought, 'If only Ranma Saotome was here, none of this would happen.'

One of the gangsters grinned at his friend, "You know if that bitch, Ranma Saotome was here, he would be probably crying like a bitch and begging for mercy." He gloated. His gangster friends all laughed in agreement.

Unknowingly, the gangster had just issued a challenge to Ranma... And we all know that that means.

Suddenly the police car that they had shot at, drove in violently and swerved in hard into the compound where everyone could see it. Then the passenger door popped open and out jumped...

Ranma loaded the light machine gun and pulled out a ninja sword, Ketsueki, the soul and blood drinker sword. "This is going to come in handy," Ranma thought aloud. The Ketsueki was a sword that he had stole off a ninja during his tour or the world.

Unfortunately, the sword was cursed, for better or for worse. The sword craved blood and the death of whoever falls by its blade. Fortunately for him, he went to a chapel and submerged the sword in the purest holy water he could find. The sword shortly lost it's curse and demonic inhabitant. However it still retained the ability to absorb blood to strengthen itself.

He pulled out a pair of black sunglasses and put slapped them on his eyes. Now you might ask why he would be wearing sunglasses, well...it made him look cool.

Kazune grinned and was holding a grenade launcher, he swerved the car into the compound where they could kill off the gangsters easily and fast, the car screeched as it came to a grinding halt. Kazune had to load the grenade launcher first so he stayed in the car, Ranma as soon as they stop, popped open the door and jumped out with the machine gun at the ready. "This is the police bitches!! Now lay on the ground and die!!" Ranma exclaimed.

RATTATATATATATATATATATATATATTA!!

As soon as Ranma jumped out the car he let loose with a steady stream of hot lead. The gangsters eyes widen in shock and fear as soon as they saw Ranma jump out and was shooting them. Most of them tried to run, but were cut down by the gun fire, "This is for shooting my car!!"

"Oh! My! God!" or "Holy Crap!!" was the general thought as they saw who was shooting. Now the assemble crowd knew what the meaning of fear was.

When the gun ran out of ammunition, Ranma reloaded the gun in a blink of an eye and threw the gun in the air. He sprinted toward the remaining Gang members, the gangsters tried to raise their guns in defense, but they were to slow. Ranma grabbed the gangsters hand and broke his arm, he then swung the guy over his shoulder and slammed him into the pavement, then Ranma grabbed both of guys arms and tore them off in a bloody and very gory fashion.

Ranma proceeded to the next gang member, who was nearest to him. The gangster protested by trying to run, Ranma grabbed his arm and put him in a arm lock, then Ranma pulled out a combat knife and sliced open his throat. He kicked the body to the ground and switched to his next target.

Ranma then threw the knife at the other gangster, embedding the knife between his eyes. The lone gang member in a bold move ran towards Ranma with a knife, Ranma let go of the dead body and slapped the knife out of the last man's hand. With his last finishing move, Ranma pulled out the Ketsueki and swiped at his throat. The head fell from the body and the body dropped to the ground limplessly.

As the last corpse fell to the ground, the compound was silent. Ranma ignoring the stares stabbed his Ninja sword into the ground. The blood that was spilled on the ground was now being absorbed into the sword. Ranma put his hand in the air and caught the falling gun he threw into the air.

"You bastard!!" A voice of gang leader from afar yelled angrily as he pulled out a AK-74 and fired at Ranma.

'Hmmm perfect time to try out Sarah's machine,' Ranma thought as he activated the metal box. The bullets that flew toward Ranma suddenly veered off course and shot in a totally different directions when they got near Ranma.

When the lone gang member used up his magazine, he stared at Ranma with feared filled eyes. "What a-are you..." He stammered.

Kazune jumped out of the car and aimed the grenade launcher at the last gang member, "We're the police you dumb bitch!" Kazune smirked and fired a heavy dose of death towards him.

BOOOOOM!!

The body of the remaining gunman exploded and flew everywhere.

Ranma stared at the scene with a grin, "Dude, we did a terrible thing," Ranma said to his friend as he grabbed the ninja sword and threw it in subspace.

"Huh!?" Kazune stared at Ranma with a confused expression.

"We didn't kill gangsters here...we killed Bitches!!" Ranma laughed and Kazune joined him. Ranma then took a glance at his surroundings, "Aw, F#k dude, everyone looks either pissed or scared. We better scram!!" Ranma yelled and jumped through the window of the car into his seat. Kazune grabbed the top of the car and prepared to enter the car, but then his face introduced itself to the bullet proof window.

SMMAAAACK!!

Kazune fell back to the ground, Ranma sweatdropped at his friend, he reached over and rolled down his window, "Dude you didn't roll down your window remember." Ranma stated. Kazune jumped up and entered the car, "Dude get us outta here!" Ranma yelled. Kazune pushed to pedal to the metal and they shot off and out of the compounded.

The assembled crowd stared at what just happen with open mouths, "Oh my! Did Ranma-kun go evil?" Kasumi said aloud as she stared at the corpses with fear. Many of the people were vomiting loudly as they just saw Ranma mutilate several people in front of them, as for the rest they could only think of one thing, "Ranma has gone psycho. Its the end of the world!!" Was the general thought.

A certain half-demon however..."Man that was pretty cool, I should find that guy and ask him how he did that."

Back to Ranma and Kazune...

Kazune was driving fast away from the scene of the killing with a grin on his face, they had already left Nerima and were now in Juuban, but he saw no reason to stop now.

"Dude, we are in so much trouble," Ranma said with a singsong voice as he grinned.

Kazune just grinned back at him and drove faster, "As long as no one finds out, we're in the clear, man," Kazune replied.

Meanwhile...

A certain Sailor Senshi group were panting heavily on the ground, Sailor Pluto stared at the youma in front of them. It was the toughest opponent they had ever faced, and none of their attacks were getting through. And it was making short work of the Sailors, they were all so tired and were running out of energy.

"What should we do guys?" A certain Sailor Moon whined as she panted.

As the Youma advance toward them, a sudden black blur suddenly rammed into the youma killing it and turning it to dust on contact.

The Sailor Senshi stared with wide eyes, "What was that...?" Sailor Mercury remarked. The rest of the Sailor Senshi shrugged their shoulders, not knowing how to answer her.

The large black object speeding into the distance.

Back to Ranma and Kazune...again.

"Hey, I think we hit something," Ranma stated looking in the rear view mirror.

Kazune just shrugged, "Probably a dog or something." he replied as they drove to downtown Tokyo.

May Kami-Sama give mercy on the world because N.E.S.I.A.D.T. has just been established.

Updated and edited 6/21