TRTSS26: The Legacy of Darth Kaos! – By DS Wynne


Disclaimer: R1/2, SM, ST, SW and other genres belong to the respective property owners.

Note: This is a multi-genre story.

Special note: This is a three-part story that takes place during present day, and is inspired by the story, "The Life and Times of Darth Lune".

Author's Note: I love trilogies. Seriously.


Part 1


Once upon time, there was a young man named Ranma Saotome. Well, in fact, he was young physically, but was ancient even by ancient standards. Still, he was young at heart and in mind because:

A) He, being the avatar of Chaos, sought new experiences, particularly in the area of martial arts, and,

B) His lovely wife, the legendary Moon Princess, in spite of being the avatar of Order, made his life a chaotic mess, with her conspiracies and other shenanigans.

Regardless of the circumstances, Ranma was a man of action. Ergo, he was constantly on the lookout for something to fall on his lap. Like now, today, for instance…

"ALAS, I HAVE RETURNED FROM THE DARK DIMENSIONS, LORD IZANAGI!" said the amorphous blob that was a member of a species of alien intelligence that were to humans, as humans were to gnats. They were cousins to the likes of the Cthulu, the Old Ones and other alien, and sometimes horrific, primordial beings that had been driven out of the Universe, when bipedal species began to flourish.

"I SHALL SUCKLE ON YOUR BONES TO SUSTAIN MY BEING!"

Ranma sighed, as he was held by the blobs tentacles. He was just glad that he was in his male form. Otherwise, he would have been probed and impregnated by now.

His wife, on the other hand, was not so fortunate, as she played an impromptu game of "keep away".

"Mmmph!" Usagi muffled, as she used absolute muscle control to prevent any intrusion upon her person. Normally, and recreationally, she would mind. However, Usagi was not about to allow herself to be used as a vessel for some alien intelligence, even if she could get pregnant. In fact, until she wins the Prize, by acquiring the last of the Quickening from the last Immortal, she can't get pregnant. Well, at least as long as she remains within the confines of Earth's biosphere. But still, she wasn't going to allow herself to be used as some receptacle for the amusement of others.

Usagi turns towards her husband.

"{How can you allow your poor wife to be molested like this}?" Usagi thought telepathically.

"{I wasn't sure if you wanted me to interfere in your 'foreplay', hon}," Ranma replied likewise.

"{RANMA}!"

"{Okay, okay. Actually, I was figuring out the best way to deal with this jerk}."

"{And}?"

"{Since he knows that I am the present 'Sorcerer Supreme', he is going to be on the lookout for any magic or whatever I might employ, particularly based upon my so-called alignment}."

"{So}?"

"{So he won't be expecting me to use the power of the Darkside of the Force to make my move}."

"{Wasn't that what got your predecessor in trouble}?"

"{No, he used the power of a demon. The Force, like Chi Mastery, is not about good or bad, it's about purpose and emotional, which why I subscribe to the philosophy of the Grey Jedi, since I am more than willing to use both the Lightside and the Darkside}."

Ranma then closes his eyes. He began to delve deep within himself, as he drew upon his experiences of the Sith. Contrary to popular belief, Ranma didn't learn the ways of the Sith, by merely merging with his Mirror-counterpart, like Usagi did. He learned it as he was, by way of a rather unusual means…

FLASHBACK!

A few years ago…

"So, these are your artifacts, now?" Ranma said, as he picked up his wife's "Sith Holicron", which was an elaborate data cube used as a training method for the Sith. Jedi had the "Jedi Holicron" for their own purposes, too…

"Yeah," Usagi said, as she continued to catalog all the stuff that she had recently acquired, after defeating and merging with her own Mirror-counterpart, Darth Lune. 'Lune, jealous of her counterpart's happiness, sought to take Usagi's place, by merging with her. However, it was Usagi who one, since he mind was more powerful than Lune (Lune never received Bene Gesserit or Vulcan mental arts training like Usagi did). Still, both sides came to an understanding, and became one person…

"I don't know what to do with that," Usagi said, as she sets her tablet down. "We're talking about some potent stuff that is potentially dangerous."

"Only for amateurs," Ranma said, as he sets down the pyramid. "If YOU could faced down the influence of the Sith, so can I."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Okay, I was meaning to tell you this anyway, but I found something on one of the Jedi Holicrons that I found during my last trip into Space Sector 3600."

"What the hell were you doing in there?" Ranma said with a frown. The Universe was divided into 3600 "space sectors", thanks to the machinations of the Guardians and their Green Lantern Corps. The Lucas Galaxy, where the Force Arts were practiced in abundance, was in Space Sector 3600 (SS3600), and, for a time, the home for the couple…

"Look, our friends and family's graves are there. WE lived there for a period of time. And because of the actions of Sinestro, the souls of the Sith coalesced around the ghost of Palpatine, to form a single entity called the 'Mad God', remember?"

"Unfortunately, I do," Ranma said with a grim nod.

It took much effort to destroy this entity, but the cost was severe; Ranma and Usagi died, only to be re-born (thanks to Tokemi, one of the Goddess of Jurai, and the spirit of Queen Serenity) in the bodies of "Kushina Uzumaki" and "Minato Namikaze". It was only by a random quirk of fate that Ranma and Usagi grew up in different genders, but it was a universal level crisis that enabled them to recover from their ordeal…

Nevertheless, after the defeat of the Mad God, SS3600 was considered off-limits, since it was a graveyard of sorts, although there were exceptions to the rule.

"And all I wanted to do is make sure that they were safe," Usagi said. "Not to mention the fact that I wanted to know more about both my Jedi and Sith heritages."

"Why Sith?"

"Because, I want to make sure that such knowledge is never lost, since, like you, a tool is just a tool; it's how it's used that matters."

"Fair enough," Ranma said. "Okay, so, what's your concern?"

"I was going through one of the Jedi Holicrons, when I came across a file on Cade Skywalker."

"'Skywalker'?" Ranma said. "Is he related to Luke?"

"Descendant, actually, of about a few generations," Usagi said, as she picks up a gray cube that glowed softly. "Take a look."

Usagi sets the cube down, as activates it. A holographic image of a scruffy, yet handsome, blond man appears.

"My name is 'Cade Skywalker'," the man said. "If you are hearing this, then I've died, or walked away from my role as a Jedi Knight, having defeated 'The One Sith' for the last time. Either way, I wanted to make sure that others learned from my mistakes, especially those of the Skywalker line."

"Interesting," Ranma said.

"When I was a boy, the Jedi fell to the power of the Darkside, thanks to the machinations of 'Darth Krayt'…"

"Another Sith overlord?" Ranma asked.

"He was the son of one of our teachers, Jedi Master Sharad Hett," Usagi said, as she paused the holicron.

"Wait a minute," Ranma said. "Then this Krayt was-"

"A Jedi, back when WE were training to be Jedi," Usagi said. "Apparently, that nice A'Sharad Hett got corrupted after the fall of the Jedi, and became Darth Krayt, after we dealt with the Yuzhaan Vong incursion."

"Then why didn't he…do something afterwards?"

"As long as we were there, as long as Luke and Leia were helming the Jedi Council, Krayt wouldn't have been strong enough to defeat them or the New Republic. He would have to wait until circumstances were just right for a takeover."

"In other words, take advantage of the chaos, just like Palpatine did."

"Bingo. And, I have this to confirm…"

Usagi picks up a Sith Holicron belonging to Darth Krayt.

"Confirmed by this," Usagi said, as she sets the holicron down.

"How many of those things do you have anyway?" Ranma asked.

"Dozens. At any rate, there is no way to collect them all, since the Force Arts practitioners are numerous. But at least I have Luke and Leia's to help piece together much needed information on their activities."

"What are you going to do with them?"

"I have decided yet, other than to store them in a Pandorum vault, along with the rest of our other things and logs."

"Okay. Let's continue listening to what Cade has to say."

"Right," Usagi said, as she re-starts the holicron…

Later, Ranma was lounging around in his pool, at his penthouse. It overlooked the city of Tokyo, having once been occupied by one of his old enemies recently…

"Here," Usagi said, as she sat down next to her husband, as she hands him a mug of Raktagino (or "Klingon coffee").

"Thanks," Ranma said, as he accepts the mug.

"So, what are you thinking?" Usagi said, just before she takes a sip of her drink.

"How did you do it?" Ranma asked.

"Do what?"

"Survive being a Sith?"

"I don't know," Usagi said with a sigh. "Mostly, I had you to guide my actions, either as myself or as HER."

"You mean as 'Darth Lune'."

"Correct."

"Well, you seemed to come through okay."

"Ranma, you never come out okay, how much you think you are," Usagi replied. "The thing is, the temptation to dominate others is very strong, even with the best of intentions."

Pause.

"You just have to…live day to day, and hope that any slip-ups are not catastrophic."

"Huh," Ranma replied.

Silence.

"I want to do it," Ranma said, as he turns towards his wife.

"Do what?"

"I want to train in the arts of the Sith in full, not simply know a technique here or there."

"Ranma, baring the fact that training to be a Sith is a really bad idea, why would you want to do such a thing?"

"Hon, as far as I'm concerned, it's another training exercise. And besides, when has it been since you taught anyone in anything?"

"Ranma, don't take this the wrong way, but teaching you anything is like you trying to show up your dentist while the dentist is doing your teeth."

"Come on, I'm not that bad," Ranma said dismissive.

"Riiiight. At any rate, I don't WANT to teach."

"Aw, come on-"

"But, I have a way for you to get all the training you could ever want. In fact, it's part of a project I've been working on for a while now."

"Oh?"

A few minutes later, Ranma and Usagi was on board their personal starship, the USS Ranusagi (leased from Starfleet of the 31st century), where Usagi shows Ranma her "idea"…

"Now, tell me what you want to do again?" Ranma asked.

"Basically, I will be using this modified holodeck, and re-create all the events and histories as determined by my holicron collection," Usagi said, as she programs the modified holodeck.

"How is it modified?"

"I'm using two temporal methods: one hyperbolic, while the other uses Dr. Samuel Beckett's 'quantum leap method'. Plus, with the data being fed through to the holodeck's systems' the environment with this holodeck will be as real as you can imagine."

"Which means that the safeties will be off."

"Exactly."

"Well, I'm ready to begin," Ranma said. "What's the time frame will be like?"

"Well, what do you want?"

"Hmmm. One day per ten years? That way, Akane won't miss me…too much."

"A bit excessive, right?"

"Hey, I like the extremes."

"Okay," Usagi said, as she continues her programming. "But if something goes wrong in there…"

"Relax, babe," Ranma replied. "Just program an emergency-whatever."

"Okay, done. The holodeck has been programmed with an emergency function, either allowing you to leave earlier, or for me to enter the deck. Now, I'm also setting the time frame to 120 ABY. You have twenty years to run into the Jedi of that era, as well as Darth Krayt early on, if you choose from. Whatever you do, the program will allow full interaction in real time, and there will be consequences, good or bad."

Usagi then turns towards Ranma.

"Ranma, you don't have to do this," Usagi said, as she places a hand on her husband's left facial cheek.

"I have to, if for the sake of training," Ranma replied. "But I'll be okay. Wait, why not go with me?"

"Ranma, I don't want to be exposed to that life, so soon after Darth Lune," Usagi said. "Besides, you need to devote yourself to the training, and I want to be here to monitor your training."

Ranma kisses Usagi's hand.

"Okay, then," Ranma replied, as he slings his pack over his shoulder. He had decided to get his traveling bag ready, just in case…"

"Alright, then," Usagi said, as she activates the programming sequence. "I took the liberty of having a life-model-decoy on stand-by, just in case your fiancée and her sister gets curious as to where you were off this weekend."

"Good thinking," Ranma said, as he nods his head. "Anyway, let's get this show on the road…"

"Of course," Usagi said, as she opens the holodeck's doors…

With a low rumble, the doors open, revealing a desert landscape. In the distance, Ranma and Usagi could see two suns…

"Tatttoine," Ranma said.

"I figured that this is the best place to start your little adventure," Usagi replied. She then holds up a personal access data device.

"All the names and places you might want to know about."

"Naw, I'm good," Ranma replied. "I want to be surprised."

With one last look at Usagi, Ranma steps into holodeck.

"Bye-bye," Usagi said, as the doors closed. Unless there was an emergency, the next time those doors will open will be twenty years from now…from Ranma's perspective.

"Bye," Ranma said quietly, as he walked out into the desert, heading straight in the direction of the sun…

Tbc.


Next Time: Ranma's journey into the Darkside…in brief. Will Ranma survive the terror that is the One Sith, long enough to earn the title of Sith Lord, or will his innate sense of decency keep him from going over the edge? See you then…