Astral Minds

This is a crossover with Ranma ½, Ultimate X-Men,. I don't know much about sailor moon but I will learn for the sake of the story. Either that or I'll just forget about Sailor moon and find something else out in it's place. I love C&C so E-Mail me!

Astral Minds

Disclaimer: Ranma ½ and all related characters do not belong to me. None of the X-Men belong to me either.

* *: Thoughts

Capital letters: Shouting or loud noises

{ }: Author's own thoughts

_ _: Stressed words

[ ]: Chinese Language

< >: Psychic Projections

Chapter 1

Powers of The Mind Unparalleled

Professor Charles Xavier, of the Xavier institute for gifted youngsters, located in Westchester New York, sat in the Library of the X-Mansion. Xavier had just finished using Cerebro to locate new mutants.

He had much success, and had found out some very important information concerning powerful mutants.

Charles sent out a psychic message to all of his students. < Scott, Jean, Hank, Peter, Bobby, Ororo, Logan. Come to the Library immediately. >

A Minute later all of the students called rushed into the Library where Charles sat in his wheelchair. They were all wearing clothes that looked like leather but was actually Kevlar. The black Kevlar was addorned with yellow belts and pouches for holding things. One student with a ruby quartz visor named Scott Summers, also known as Cyclops, spoke first. "What is it Professor?"

All present voiced the exact same question in their own minds. Although Professor Xavier and Jean Grey, also known as Marvel Girl, were the only ones who knew that for a fact. "It's simple enough Scott." Said Xavier, "I have located many Mutants today across the entire world. But"

"But?!!" Bobby cut in. "But's usually bad news."

Xavier put up a hand to shush all his students. "Please Bobby wait for me to finish before you come to your own conclusions."

"Sorry Professor." Bobby said.

"Thank you. Now as I was saying I have located many mutants today across the entire world, but there is one that stands out above the rest. This mutant is located in Juuban Japan. I haven't a clue as to what his or her power is but I can guess that this person has very good abilities in telepathy because there is something jamming my ability to enter that person's mind to find out. He has some sort of mental barrier."

"Can you at least tell if he's has good or bad intentions" Jean asked.

The professor shook his head. "No Jean I can't. That is one of the reasons why you must go there to find out. If his intentions are good then bringing him back to join the team might be the best choice. We cannot let the brotherhood get this Mutant. He's very powerful."

The group nodded and exited the room heading towards the hanger.

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(11 years ago in Juuban Japan.)

A younger Genma and Nodoka Saotome sat in the living room of the Saotome household. Each had a cup of tea in front of them on the table that they were sitting at. A young Ranma could be heard in the background playing with some of his toys.

"Nodoka you have to let me take Ranma on a training journey! He takes to Martial Arts like a fish to water!" Genma said to his wife. Nodoka set her tea down and glared at her husband, but Genma didn't relent his verbal assault. "He's got three styles mastered and he's only at the age of five. It's a gift! You must let me take the boy!"

Nodoka put her hand up in a silencing gesture. "Genma how do I know that you will properly care for him while he's on the road? He's only five years old! According to you, _you_ didn't even go on your first training trip with the master until you were at least ten years old."

"But this is different!" Genma protested only to be cut of by his wife a moment later.

"_How_ is this different Genma!?" She asked with fury only half concealed in her voice.

"He's special! He has a talent for martial arts that even the master never had! The master had started at about the age of 16 and look where he is now! Ranma is twice as good at picking up martial arts moves that he'll be as good as the master by my age!" Genma retaliated. "Possibly even younger!"

Nodoka fumed. She knew she was on the losing side of their verbal battle and she didn't like it. As far as she knew Genma would get himself and her son into trouble. And who knew when he would be back. An idea came to Nodoka at that point. One that would satisfy both parents.

"Okay Genma. You may take Ranma on a training trip." Genma smiled wide thinking that he had won his first ever argument with his wife. "_But_" said Nodoka, and Genma frowned. But was bad. But usually meant terms and consequences. Nodoka continued. "You must train Ranma not only to be a martial artist but also to be a man among men. You must write to me every week on his progress in both fields and you must visit me on the tenth of every month so that I may see for myself."

Genma pondered the terms carefully (which is a task that does not occur to him often). All he had to do was write a letter once a week and visit once a month. He didn't see any problem in that. "And the consequences?" He asked.

Nodoka thought about it for a second. She hadn't considered any consequences and probably wouldn't have had her husband not brought it up just now. {Shows how stupid he is} "you will never be allowed to train Ranma again and I will divorce you."

Genma knew his wife very well and he knew that she did not lie she meant it and he knew it. Genma thought about that for a minute. He had two choices: a) stay at home and train Ranma or: b) Take Ranma on a long training trip. a) didn't sound all that good to him. Ranma would be able to learn much more outside the house.

Genma reluctantly agreed.

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Little did either parent know that the subject of their conversation although not within hearing distance was listening in on their conversation and was hearing the words that were not spoken between them.

Ranma had developed telepathy at an early age of one and a half years old. He was also now slowly developing telekinetic powers he realised early on also that he had to hide his powers from his parents because people were afraid of things that weren't normal. And he didn't want people to make fun of him or hurt him because of it.

His powers were very good for learning Martial Arts. He was able to go into his Fathers mind and pick out the most important aspects of the lesson. He was able to pick out all of the hidden meanings and apply them. He was also learning to go into other teacher's minds and learn from them as well. Ranma was able to read minds all across Juuban and even into some of the neighbouring districts. He had learned more in his short life than most people do by the time they are 20.

Ranma knew what he was. He was a mutant. He had learned that from a few of the minds he had read during one of his daily activities. Many of the people were hurt badly just because of _what_ they were. That's one of the reasons Ranma hid his power, and the main reason why he was learning martial arts from his father.

He was looking forward to his training trip. He enjoyed learning the art. Young Ranma also was looking forward to the trip so that maybe he could maybe meet some other mutants, and learn to use his new power better.

Now it looked like he was going to get his trip.

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(One Year Later)

Ranma stood before a pit with a large wooden door over it. Ranma could feel hundreds of tiny mental cries for food from within. He knew that they were cats because they were yowling and that wasn't a sound that humans made to often. All that was on the minds of the cats was food and Ranma felt terrible about it. He had already read his fathers mind and knew what he was going to be using all of those cats for and he didn't like it. Ranma had gone into Genma's mind several times now and he had begun liking the man less and less with each passing day. It sometimes hurt to read the man's mind because he was so stupid.

All that ever seemed to be on his mind was early retirement. Ranma knew what that was solely because of the daily mind readings he gave Genma. Genma had plans for many different training techniques that Ranma was sure were not in any way safe. Ranma had also been practising on putting mental projections into other peoples mind and so far he had been able to make his father stick around to pay for some of the bills he ran up at some of the restaurants.

Ranma had seen that Genma had been planning to skip out on the bill or come up with some sort of scheme to get out of paying and Ranma had mentally forced him to pay the bill. He found that controlling Genma was not a very hard thing to do. He was very weak minded and very fearful of consequence.

Ranma's power limits had increased drastically and he was able to read all minds within a 24 kilometre radius. He had used that power to learn all that he could from martial artists of all kinds, mutants, and just your average teachers. He tried to stay out of certain areas of peoples minds though. Some people were gross. And he only entered the minds of others to learn nothing more. He found it wrong to steal peoples memories and feelings.

Genma was explaining to Ranma how the Neko-ken is learned but Ranma had already reviewed the '_lesson_' from his fathers mind. He also knew through common sense that the cats would attack him the moment they smelled the fish. Ranma had decided to play along with his fathers idiocy but he had a plan.

Ranma had been working on a certain mind technique that he came up with when his Pop was being questioned by a police man, and another one was waiting around the corner for Genma to run away. Ranma was able to read single minds, and several minds at once and was able to project images, feelings, and words into other peoples heads. So why couldn't he project images, feelings, and words into several peoples minds at once.

If He hadn't have thought of that little mind stunt than his father would have been in jail by now. Ranma didn't know if the technique would work on animals but it was worth a shot. Besides, if it failed than he could just use his powers of telekinesis on them.

Genma raved on about the art and the power of the Neko-ken. "Now Ranma do you understand the training?" Ranma nodded as if the man had repeated it several times.

"Yeah, I go into the pit and learn the neko-ken." Ranma said as he rolled his eyes at his father who was too stupid to notice, or didn't care.

"Right!" Genma replied as he opened the lid and dropped the fish sausage wrapped boy into the pit of starved cats.

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Ranma landed gracefully from his fall into the pit. His martial arts skills were far greater than his age would suggest. He looked around himself and he could see many glowing yellow eyes in the darkness. He stopped them all from pouncing on him with a short mental message. He was pleased to see that all of the cats stopped in their tracks and sat down.

"Good kitties." Ranma said as he unwrapped the fish sausage from himself and threw it towards the cats. No sooner had the food hit the ground then the cats jumped on it all at once tearing at it with claws and teeth pushing each other out of the way and even attacking each other just to get a morsel of food.

Ranma frown and pulled all of the cats away from the sausage using his telekinesis. The food had barely been touched. All of the cats were to busy trying to get to it first they hadn't gotten a chance to eat any of it. Ranma kept all of the cats suspended in the air and he tore the sausage up into tiny pieces. Then he set the cats down into one long line and made them walk towards him in an orderly fashion so to speak. He gave each cat one piece of the fish sausage at a time then sent it to the back of the line. He repeated this with all of the other cats as well.

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Up topside Genma sat close to the pit drinking sake as he waited for his son to learn the neko ken. *Aahh.* he though. *Life would be great if all training was this easy. I'd practically be retired by now. Tendo old friend were going to live like kings!* Genma checked the watch that he had stolen about a day before from an old geezer. "Hmmm might as well check on Ranma now."

Genma put the bottle of sake down and walked to the pit. He rubbed his hands together in anticipation of seeing this neko ken ability. "Here we go." He said as he opened the lid to the pit reached down and pulled an unscathed Ranma out. *Hmmm I thought he'd be a little bit more roughed up.*

"Have you learned the neko ken yet boy?" Genma asked his son as he set him down on the ground. Ranma shook his head. Genma sighed. "Well you wait here I'll go get some more fish sausage." Genma closed the lid to the pit and walked off to their tent to get more of the meat.

Ranma frowned. All his father seemed to care about at the moment was the neko ken. Ranma did a quick mind scan of the area and found that there were several people looking for lost pets. Namely cats. Ranma looked towards where his father went to make sure he wasn't looking then he lifted the lid using his telekinesis. His mental powers were far more capable than his physical abilities were in lifting heavy objects. Ranma was able to lift things that were ten times his weight. Once the lid was open he mentally lifted the cats out of the pit and set them on the ground. Once he had done that he gave them a mental command to go to their homes as fast as they can giving them the idea that there was piles of food waiting for them there.

All of the cats rushed off in different directions and Ranma watched with satisfaction. Genma soon came back with another chain of fish sausage. He paused once he got close seeing that the lid was open. *Hmm that's odd.* He thought. *I could have sworn that I had shut that lid.* Genma pondered that for a moment the shrugged it off. *Naaah! I probably just imagined it.* Or so Ranma made him believe.

Genma set to work wrapping Ranma in the fish sausage. "Okay boy now get in there and learn the neko ken." He said as he set his son down into the pit. Genma sat back on the ground with his bottle of sake and poured another cup for himself.

Genma was about to take a sip of the burning liquid when Ranma's voice came through the pit. Genma put the cup on the ground and opened the lid to the pit. Genma looked down at his son who was just sitting at the bottom looking up at him. "What is it boy?" Genma asked impatiently.

Ranma looked around the cave then back up at his father with confusion. "Where'd all the cats go Pop?" He asked. Genma looked down into the pit and sure enough there was not a single cat to be seen anywhere.

"WHAAAAAAAA???!!!" Was all that Genma could think of to say at the moment. He dropped into the pit with his fish sausage wrapped son and looked around. "W-w-where did they all GO?" he said in genuine confusion. Which was not uncommon for Genma Saotome. "Ranma there were cats down here when you where last here right?" Ranma nodded.

"Sure, lotsa them.." Genma scratched the back of his head.

*This is too much.* Genma thought as he shook his head. He turned around, picked up Ranma, and lifted him up onto the ground above. He then pulled himself out as well. "We're leaving now Ranma pack up your stuff and we'll continue your training." *I'm certainly not going to go looking for all of those cats again!*

Ranma smiled as he ran off to get his stuff. He had pulled it off. He was now able to manipulate his father with almost no effort at all. He was proud of himself. He had saved himself from the attack of a thousand hungry cats, fed the cats, helped them escape, and made Genma give up on him learning the neko ken. Ranma was feeling all powerful. Like he could do anything.

The young martial artist in training stopped in his tracks as he thought about some of the very first lessons that his father had taught him, before his powers developed.

"The duty of a martial artist is to protect those that cannot protect themselves." Genma had said. He had also said many other honourable statements. Which was uncommon for him. One that stood out in Ranma's mind was the one that said: "Power is a tool and one that should not be used rashly. A martial Artist must never let this tool take control of him. No matter how tempting the thought."

Okay so Genma hadn't taught him _that_ one yet, but he had read it from his memories which was another talent that young Ranma had developed. He was able to reach into the most forgotten of memories from a persons mind and view them as if they were happening to him right then. He had to be careful with this talent though cause some people had terrible memories that a six year old boy would have trouble coping with. Of course Ranma was much more mature than most six Year-Olds, and a hell of a lot smarter.

Of course Ranma, being the ever aware boy looking to learn more techniques had learned to sift through the memories as if it were an open book. Letting him find only the memories he was looking for. Little did Ranma know though that the power of his mind now was only rivalled by one person. Professor Charles Xavier, of Westchester, New York. Only Charles was about 20 years old at the moment and his powers had just about reached their maximum capability. Ranma's however were only just beginning to develop.

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(10 years later)

Ranma grumbled. Sometimes he hated these training trips. His father was a big idiot. He almost never paid bills without Ranma mentally making him do so. Whenever Ranma was off training by himself, back at camp or otherwise, and Genma was elsewhere he had to keep a constant mental link on him to make sure he didn't try to steal anything or sell him off for something.

Of course this was a simple thing to do for him. It was no harder than breathing for him. But he still hated not being able to trust his Father. Ranma had read many minds all over earth by now learning from all other peoples mistakes and learning new abilities from them. For instance there was a village not far off from where they were camping where he was currently reading the mind of a 300 year old woman. She was also an experienced fighter and knew many special martial arts techniques, mostly concerning the use of Chi.

Ranma had discovered chi from the mind of one of the many people who's minds he had read. He had become fascinated by the concept and began looking through all minds everywhere trying to find new Chi techniques. Ranma spent most of the time that Genma was away getting drunk in local bars learning more complicated styles of martial arts. Although Ranma didn't need martial arts for defence it was good and relaxing whenever he did katas. If he didn't have his martial arts he wouldn't be in any Danger. He had learned at about the age of nine that he could use his psychic powers as well as his telekinetic powers for attacking.

He could lift anything with his telekinesis he lifted a mountain one night a full three metres into the air before he was stressed out and had to let go. He had passed out from the strain and decided that he should work on his mental strength before he tried that again. His psychic powers where so powerful that he could read a mans mind from nearly halfway across the world. He had developed his chi to very powerful amounts. He could probably clear a whole forest in one chi blast. He could do the same with a kinetic bolt.

He discovered kinetic energy early on also. It was the focussing of psychic and telekinetic powers to become solid. Ranma used it as an attack. Ranma's favorite and most powerful mind ability was what he liked to call a 'Mind Spike' He had used it once on a man who had chased a lady into an alley with intents of Rape. He sent a powerful mind spike on the man sending him into a Coma that he would be in for the rest of his life. Ranma used this technique for many things. He could knock a man unconscious, put him in a coma, make someone's head feel as if it were about to explode, paralyse someone, or even cripple them.

Ranma didn't like a lot of the things his mind Spike could do but he used it a hell of a lot more than his Control spike! He hated using the control spike more than anything it made him feel powerful. Too powerful. The Control Spike was a mind ability that allowed him to control any human being to do anything that he wanted. Ranma was terrified of this ability. He had used it once on someone without knowing it, and the man died because of it Ranma hadn't learned until he saw the headline on a newspaper and it didn't take long for him to put two and two together.

Ranma vowed to himself never to use the ability unless he absolutely had to.

Ranma had felt a mental presence nearby to where he and Genma were camping for the night. They sounded like faint mental screams of agony that begged to be released of their pain. It confused Ranma and distracted him to no end. This was his last week of training in the art and he couldn't wait to go home to see his mother.

He had kept in close contact with his mother once he located her via mind mail. That was what Ranma called it, when he talked with people over great distances using his vast mental powers. She was a wonderful woman and he couldn't wait to meet her but she had this thing about manliness that Ranma found... odd. He had found out about his mothers contract with his father one day when he was searching through his fathers memories.

Divorce him if he's not manly. As if! Ranma had talked his mother out of it. Having told her that it was the reason why Genma had never taken him to visit her. His Father was the biggest coward in all of Japan and China. And Ranma knew this for a fact. He'd read most of the minds in Japan and China. Genma was very afraid of losing Nodoka. Ranma had also been hearing mental screams coming from the distance that night.

Ranma was eager to finish his Martial arts training. Apparently his father had been saving the best for last. Jusenkyo some kind of valley with a bunch of springs he had read peoples minds in the area concerning the springs. Not many people knew about it but it was a magically cursed place. Ranma would have to make sure that he was extra careful at this training ground.

The pigtailed martial artist stopped his kata and looked off into the distance towards their next and final destination. Jusenkyo. Ranma was a little scared at the prospects of what the springs would do to him if he were to fall into one. That was also the direction that the mental screams were coming from. Ranma shivered as the screams raised in intensity. The agonizing voices were a terrifying sound many of them were human voices but most of them were not even close to human.

Ranma continued his Kata trying to put the voices out of his head and concentrate on his martial arts. Ranma accessed the depths of the old martial arts master and continued to pick at the secrets of the ancient Amazon techniques. Ranma frowned although the people in this particular tribe were great fighters they had some seriously screwed up rules and laws.

Ranma continued to learn and apply the new chi techniques right up until Genma came back from a nearby village drunk. Ranma didn't care though in fact he didn't care if Genma got into trouble at all as long as he didn't try to use Ranma to get out of it.

Ranma went to sleep under the stars staring up at the beautiful night sky all he could think of was how great it was going to be to see Mom again.

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(The next day)

Ranma did not sleep well. He had nightmares all night and he was not happy. His dreams were of lives of different times all coming to a watery end in the same valley of Jusenkyo drowning in one of the many pools that adorned the vast valley. He held his head in agony as he walked alongside his father towards the ancient training ground.

"Ooooh!!" He moaned as another wave of pain hit him. Jusenkyo was now in his sight and he marvelled at the beauty of the place. The springs sparkled in the afternoon sun underneath a small mist that gave it an ethereal look to it. "Wow." Ranma whispered as he stared at all the landscape. That was before the headache struck again with twice the force as all the times before. "Aaargh!" Ranma screamed as he fell to the ground holding his head in pain.

Genma looked down at his son with a little worry. Ranma had been holding his head in agony several times during their trek to Jusenkyo. However he kept playing the strict teacher just to insure Ranma turns out to be manly man. "Ranma stop screaming like a little girl were nearly there. A martial Artist must never show weakness!"

Ranma stood up and held the pain at bay as they entered Jusenkyo. A stout little man wearing a green uniform greeted them. The man started talking erratically in Chinese. ["Sirs why you come here? You should not be coming here to Jusenkyo. It is a very dangerous place. You should turn back now."] Genma ignored the man and dropped his travelling pack close by to one of the many pools nearby.

"Come on Ranma!" He called back to his son as he jumped up onto one of the many different sized bamboo poles sticking out of the spring.

Ranma ignored him as he pushed back another wave of pain. He looked back at the guide who was sweating bullets. ["Excuse me sir?"] The guide looked at Ranma no less distressed than before he had addressed him. Ranma knowing that he had the guides attention continued. ["We understand the consequences of training here at Jusenkyo, do not concern yourself with our safety."] The guide was visibly relieved.

Ranma nodded to the guide put his pack down beside Genma's and jumped up to another one of the poles. Genma looked at him confusedly. "Where did you learn Chinese Boy?"

Ranma shrugged "I picked it up along the way." He was not lying he had learned several different languages from the minds of others. It was surprisingly easy to learn these languages.

Genma nodded and crouched into a one footed stance on top of the pole that he currently occupied. Ranma followed suit in a similar stance. The two assailants leapt at each other and traded a flurry of punches and kicks in mid air, seemingly defying the laws of gravity themselves. Then they pushed off of each other landing back on another vertical bamboo pole.

They did this several times over, sometimes not meeting each other in mid air often just a cat and mouse chase along the tops of the poles. Ranma prepared to jump into another aerial attack with his father when his mind began to get that familiar buzzing that he had been getting all day. He shrugged it off though and leapt into the air where his father met him.

Father and Son pushed off of each other and landed on another different set of poles. As soon as Ranma touched down his mind flared with pain worse than he had ever felt before. It hit him like a tidal wave. Spiralling through his mind over and over again, each time more painful than the last. The ethereal voices of Jusenkyo grabbed at his mind pulling at him, calling for him, thousands of voices, human and not crying for help, for mercy, and for blood.

Ranma lost his balance and fell off of the pole heading towards the waters below.

Genma, although an idiot, he was not totally oblivious to Ranma's current condition. As Ranma plummeted to the spring below. Genma dived after his son to at least try to prevent him from injury. Genma swooped down with a grace that his body did not suggest physically possible. He grabbed Ranma in mid air and redirected both their weight to a small spot of land amongst the springs using one of the many bamboo poles to redirect their momentum.

He landed perfectly on the tiny strip of wet grass but it was not meant to be that simple. Genma slipped on the grass and both father and son landed in the same spring together.

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The first thing Ranma realized when he hit the water was that the pain was gone but a tingling sensation ran through his whole body and he felt a pressure on his chest. Ranma just now realized that he was underwater and he swam to the surface which was a very short trip. He broke the water with quick intake of fresh mountain air. "Aaaah." He sighed as he looked around his surroundings. He was close to shore and the guide was yelling at them about the curses of Jusenkyo in Chinese.

Ranma also saw his Oyaji floating face down in the pool. "Jeez he yelled as he grabbed his Pop and pulled him around so that he wouldn't drown. He noticed something immediately wrong with his pop as soon as he wrapped his arms around him. His chest had _BREASTS_!!! And the change had become clear when Ranma saw his fathers face.

Genma was much thinner now and quite beautiful. He had long brown hair flowing out from underneath his bandana that almost always donned his cranium. Ranma gasped and nearly dropped his father back face down into the pool.

Then Ranma remembered about the Jusenkyo curses and he looked down at his own chest. Which protruded two large mounds just like his, um, fathers. Ranma groaned as he pulled his father out of the pool and onto the dry land where the guide stood.

The guide helped Ranma to drag the female Genma into his hut where he unnecessarily explained the curses and their workings to Ranma.

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Genma awoke slowly. He had hit his head on a rock at the side of the pool and fell unconscious. He looked up and there stood the Jusenkyo guide and a girl that looked a lot like Ranma with the exact same clothes. "W-where am I he asked the strangers above him as he slowly lifted himself to a sitting position. He held his head which was pounding with a headache.

Genma's eyes widened to the size of saucers {the flying ones} and he jumped to his feet the headache forgotten. "I- I have _HAIR_!!" he covered his mouth with both hands, ignoring the newfound hair. His voice was a lot higher than he recalled it ever being. He looked down at his chest which sported a large pair of breasts. "AAAAAAHHH!!!" The newfound girl screamed. She-Genma opened up the front of her loose gi pants and looked down sweat pouring down her face.

"NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Ranma winced as Genma's voice screamed at the sudden loss of his manhood. Genma lay crumpled to the floor muttering to himself about sepuku, loss of manhood, and such. Ranma knew that, that was what he was thinking of even though he couldn't read his mind at the moment.

The Teenage martial artist stopped in mid thought and silently reflected on the fact he had just come to realize now.

"NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Ranma fell to the floor alongside Genma muttering to himself as well about the loss of his power and his manhood. The guide just sat in between the two people covering their heads and rolling on the floor of his home. *[Japanese people are very strange people.]*

Ranma got up off of the floor. Well it wasn't so bad he could change back into a guy any time he wanted with just a little hot water. But what about his powers? What if they didn't come back? *Okay my psychic powers are gone but what about my telekinesis?* Ranma thought as he looked around the room for something small to try it out on.

Ranma spotted a vase on a far away shelf. No one was looking at it but him at the moment so it was the perfect test object. *Here goes.* Ranma lifted the vase up with his mind and it complied and he made it float around in circles then set it down. "HA HA HAAAA!" He laughed in a triumphant manner. Well at least he could still use that. One out of two wasn't so bad.

Genma looked over at the girl who was laughing and finally an intelligent thought just happened to float by his mind. *It was the spring we fell into it turned me into a woman! And Ranma was there with me. That must be, be, ...be...*

"Ranma!"

Ranma stopped laughing and stared at his father in question. "Yeah Pop?"

Genma jumped back up to his feet and rushed over to Ranma grabbing the boy turned girl by the shoulders. "Y-y you're a girl?!" He stuttered. Ranma nodded. Genma fell to the floor wrapping her arms around the small redheads legs nearly knocking her over and bawled. "WAAAAAAHH!! Now the schools will never be joined!! WAAAAAH!"

Ranma pulled his father off of her legs kneeled down and grabbed Genma's shoulders. "Pop it's okay it can be reversed." Genma looked up at Ranma her eyes already drying up.

"I-i-it can?" she asked with hope shining through her eyes like a supernova. Ranma nodded again. Genma hugged her, um, Daughter and cried some more. The tears coming down in waterfalls. "YAAAAAAY The schools _will_ be joined!"

Ranma was confused he had never once read about the joining of schools from her fathers memories before why was it coming up just now? Ranma shrugged it couldn't be to important. {Yeah right!} The guide came over with a kettle of hot water and handed it to Genma.

"Here you go sir." Genma looked at the kettle in her hands confusedly.

"Uuuh what's this for?" Genma asked the guide looking up at the pudgy little man.

The guide proceeded to tell the workings of the Jusenkyo curse to the elder Female. "Jusenkyo curses activated by water can be reversed when Hot water poured over."

Genma was happy. At least she'd get her manhood back. But she was sure that she would lose all of the beautiful hair she had gained from the spring. Genma had tears well up in her eyes. She held a lock of her own hair and kissed it goodbye as if it were a person itself. "Good bye hair."

Genma poured the kettle overtop of his head and began to shed silent tears as the change took place. He handed the kettle to Ranma and cried into his hands.

Ranma took the kettle and poured it over herself as well and then handed it back to the guide. Looking over at his father he could sense all that he was thinking at the moment. It was all about the loss of his hair. Ranma stopped in mid thought again and then bust out cheering. "WOOO HOOOOOOOO!!! HA HA HAAAA I'm _back_, their _back_ it's all _back_! HA HA HA HAAAAAAA!!"

The guide looked at the crying customer kneeling on the floor and approached him. "Uum Sir? Why do you cry? Genma looked up at the guide.

"You can't _tell_?" The guide shook his head. "My beautiful hair is _gone_ again! WAAAAAAHHH!" The guide continued to look at Genma as if he'd grown five more heads.

"Uuum Sir You hair is not gone. It never..." The guide was cut off as Genma pulled out a mirror from out of his gi somewhere {don't ask me where} and looked at the long brown hair cascading down from his once bald head.

"WOOO HOOOOOOO!!! HAA HAAAA!!! I'm _back_, My hairs all _back_! HA HA HA HAAAA!!" Genma grabbed his sons hands and they began dancing around the guides house cheering at both of their states of return. The guide just stood back as far away as he could from the pair of giddy martial artists with sweat drops all around his head.

["Japanese people very strange people."]

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Ranma and Genma began their long trek home. They were in China and they had almost no money so they had to walk the entire way. The Jusenkyo guide had decided to accompany them to a nearby village of Chinese Amazons called Neiucheizu . Ranma knew of this place well, being that it was where he had been learning from the old 300 year old woman via psychic powers.

However on the way there it began to rain drenching the two traveling martial artist and inevitably changing them to their cursed forms. Ranma was going to be angry at Genma for bringing her to Jusenkyo but the guide had told her something that made her change her hind.

(Flashback to the Guides hut.)

]"Ooh sir you is very lucky to have such a father."] the guide said to Ranma just as he was about to beat the crap out of Genma for bringing him to Jusenkyo. Ranma looked over at the guide as if he had grown a tail and an extra head.

["What are you talking about he's the biggest, laziest, most stupid Father in the world."] Ranma said in aggravation.

The guide shook his head. ["He saved you from a certain doom that is much worse than falling in nyanichuann."] Ranma dropped Genma onto the floor and looked at the guide in question. ["What are you talking about?"] He asked with his arms crossed. The guide began.

["Your father saved you from the spring of drowned rat. He dived after you and then you both fell into the spring of drowned girl. Your Father could have stayed on top of pole and just watched but he must really care to have sacrificed himself so that you could live a somewhat normal life."]

Ranma stopped and contemplated what the guide said. What was worse turning into a girl at the splash of cold water or a Rat. Ranma decided that his father could live.

(Back at the present.)

Ranma and Genma approached the walls of the Amazon village there were two guards standing in the way of them and the large wooden doors. When the two martial artists came near they positioned the spears that each girl had in a no entry sort of way. The Jusenkyo guide who had tagged along with the duo talked to the two women in Chinese and they let them pass.

As they stepped in through the gates the guide addressed the travellers in broken Japanese. "Ooh sirs you is very lucky today Amazons having grand tournament to determine who be the best warrior of the village. Is such an honour to view such spectacle."

Ranma felt like she had taken a step back in time. The village had houses made out of wood most of them looked really old and worn out. There was a large log held horizontally with chains. Currently a crowd was surrounding this area as there were two people fighting on top of it. Both were women, although Ranma couldn't be sure about one of them without the use of his psychic powers. The other girl was really cute though and Ranma had no trouble figuring out that she was in fact a woman.

She had purple hair which Ranma found odd because you didn't see that hair colour to often. Her name was Xian Pu. Ranma knew this since he had read her mind and almost every girl in the village. There was a very large percentage of Lesbians in this particular village. Ranma sat down on a bench close to a large pile of food in which Genma was currently pigging out on.

Ranma didn't pay it any mind thinking that it was some sort of snack bar for the people watching the match. The shorter but much more feminine Shampoo was having a hard time but she had been fighting for quite some time from what Ranma saw. Eventually the purple haired amazon got the upper hand and knocked the larger, um, girl off of the log and hopped off heading in Ranma's general direction.

This was about the time that Ranma noticed the sign that clearly said in Chinese "First prize!" Ranma grabbed her father and pulled her away from the food but it was too late Shampoo noticed and threw a bonbori at Ranma but she ducked and it flew over top of her and out of harms way. "Hey!" Ranma called out to the well endowed Amazon. Pointing at her father turned female she continued. "He uh _She_ ate your prize not me!"

Shampoo held the remaining mace out in a threatening manner. ["Hey you stupid girl why are you eating my prize?"]

Ranma rolled his eyes. *Oh yeah were in _China_ people speak _Chinese_ here.* The guide told Ranma generally what Shampoo said to them in his own broken Japanese. Ranma ignored him and spoke back to Shampoo. ["Listen Shampoo I did not eat your prize _she_ did!"] Ranma emphasized the she bye pushing her Father in front of the agitated Chinese girl.

Shampoo looked at Genma who was currently thinking up a scheme on how to get out of this mess. Shampoo said something to Onna-Genma in Chinese and then walked back towards the challenge log. Genma looked back at her, currently, daughter for a translation. Ranma sighed. "She said she challenges you." Ranma didn't like where this was going. She remembered one law in particular that she had read from the mind of one of the Amazons. She decided to help her father out of this mess.

Genma being the idiotic man that he was thought of this as an easy way out after all she was a master of the Saotome school of martial arts. She strolled up to the log and hopped on. She found it much easier to move around in her current form it was a lot lighter and she lost her ponch whenever she changed. Genma was finding it unbelievably easy to cope with her Jusenkyo curse.

Shampoo stood with both bonbori at ready, one of the other amazons had fetched it for her, and she faced off against Genma. Ranma readied her telekinesis, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

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(Elsewhere amongst the crowd)

Colognes senses perked up a massive power surge erupted from within the crowd she looked around and saw a Red headed Japanese girl standing off to the side as if waiting to strike. Cologne had never felt this kind of power before it was alien to her ancient being. She eyed the girl carefully waiting to see how things developed.

*****

Shampoo attacked Genma swinging her bonbori to strike the older woman's legs. But Genma jumped over it and did a flip over the Chinese girls head landing behind her silently and getting into her own ready stance. Shampoo charged again and swung her bonbori Genma dodged to the left and her bonbori missed.

Ranma chose that moment to strike he mentally pulled the weapon down to the ground with her telekinesis. Shampoo, having not expected this, had a very hard grip on the handle and she was pulled with it to the ground.

Genma looked down at the girl disappointed. She was hoping that she would get a better fight out of the purple haired girl. "What a clumsy girl." She commented as he hopped down from the log and met her daughter, who threw Genma's bag to her and motioned for them to head out.

The two aqua transsexual martial artists left the village on their way back to Japan.

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Shampoo got up and shook her head to get the ringing out. She had landed right on her noggin after falling off of the log. She saw her opponent walking off and away from the village and snarled as she got ready to attack. However a short little old woman stepped out in front of her blocking her path.

["Do not attack them Shampoo."] The wizened old woman said in a no arguments manner.

["great-grandmother she defeated me! I must give her the kiss of death and kill her!"]

["No child the woman did not defeat you. You fell off of the log. However I want you to follow that pair and see if you can find out more about them. The younger one is very powerful and would be an excellent addition to the tribe."]

Shampoo was shocked to hear her grandmother say such things. ["great grandmother! How could you say that they are outsiders!"]

["That does not matter child any power that we can add to the tribe is a power worth having. And _that_ girl is very powerful. I sense it would be wiser to have her as an ally rather than an enemy."] Cologne said.

Shampoo briefly nodded. And took off in a huff to collect her travelling gear.

Cologne looked after her great grand daughter with an evil smile on her face. ["I believe the Nieuchiezu will soon be a world power with much influence upon the rest of the world."]

Cologne hopped off towards her home cackling to her self.

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{Well that's the 1^st chapter to Astral minds Tell me what you thought of it and of course where this one could go. Maybe give me some ideas that could spice this story up a bit, or give some comic relief to it? Any way C&C's are happily excepted. I'm not sure exactly where I'll be going with this story so I encourage all to give Ideas. My next project is a Ranma/Wolverine/Street Fighter crossover. I will start it as soon as I get a title for it, everyone is also encouraged to give me ideas for a title, until then I'll work on a little ditty I like to call "Vengeance and Hellfire".

Well I've powered Ranma down a little bit in this story. I just did a little bit of proof reading on it so that Ranma didn't seem like a god. I thought that having him have read every mind on earth would have been a bit much extreme. Anyway I'm going to have a big update soon with the adition of the (huge) story I've been working on "Adamantium Rage."}

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