Pre-A/N: Thank you everyone for reviewing, it made me happy that I did something right.

Oros- You did get the right Fire Emblem, and I guess I did let Ranma beat Petrine too easily, but then again, he really didn't win. He was knocked out as well.

Jace- You have a good point, but I'm really not the type of writer to do that kind of thing…I refuse to give Ranma any more harems.

Pairing votes:

RanmaxTitania: 2, boy do I have my work cut out for me if this is the case. Especially trying to no make Ranma be the rebound guy, since she is still grieves Greil's death.

RanmaxIllyana: 1

RanmaxLethe: 1(me) W007 for Neko-ken

Daein General Ranma

Chapter 2

"Well, at least I know I'm in Tokyo this time," a boy said to himself before sighing. Ryoga Hibiki was not entirely lost, but he knew he wouldn't get to where he wanted to be. He thought pensively, ignoring the changes around him that happened all too quickly, switching from being a city, to a forest, to another city, and then a park. He blinked slightly, banished his previous thoughts and groaned. He had somewhere he needed to be, or at least had a feeling he was needed somewhere.

"Where The Hell Am I!" the lost boy yelled, sighing again in disappointment, being lost again. The other people in the park avoided the boy like he was the plague, walking on the opposite side of the path from Ryoga. At least now he could follow the path to get out of the park.

While he walked along, barely noticing the great lengths people took to avoid him, he almost didn't recognize the brown haired eldest sister of the girl he claimed to love.

"Kasumi? What are you doing in Yokohama?" Ryoga asked, drawing a slight giggle from the girl, before she sniffed and looked up at him, seemingly trying hard to hide her sadness.

"Oh! Hello Ryoga, we're in Shakuji Koen park. Nice day, isn't it?" The eldest daughter of the Tendo family said, still hiding her motions the best she could. It might have worked if it was any other emotion but depression.

"Kasumi…what's wrong?"

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Ranma Saotome, practitioner of Anything Goes sat up in his bed…odd, since when did he have a bed. Grabbing the covers that were over him, the martial artist pulled them off the bed and he laid back down on the floor wrapping himself with the blanket. 'Much better' he thought, before trying to fall back into the wonderful existence of sleep. He didn't get much of a chance, as a guard barged into the room and immediately panicked, not finding the supposedly injured man in the bed. Searching around the room, he found Ranma curled into a ball with the blankets trying to sleep.

"Umm…Sir Martial Artist?" the guard said, unsure of himself. "The King would like to speak with you."

"Go away and let me sleep," the pigtailed fighter groaned. He needed more sleep after being pulled into one of his own Dragon's Heaven blasts.

"You've been asleep for 2 days, sir." Ranma opened his eyes and groaned as he got up off the floor, looking completely healed. He looked dangerously at the man in front of him, who was visibly shaken, and then shook his head.

"Why are YOU so scared?" the martial artist asked.

"I heard that martial artists could rip people apart without even trying, and you're the only one that we've ever seen," the man said. Ranma sighed, he really hated this place, and he needed to get out some stress he'd been gathering through his anger and the nightmares he had while unconscious…the horrible nightmares.

"Look, can you take me to a spot I can work out some…umm?" Ranma asked, trying to address the guard without offending him.

"Ken, the name's Ken…Sir Martial Artist…"

"Just call me Ranma, and what's so special about me being a martial artist anyway?" Ranma wondered; there had to be a reason he was brought here, and for people he considered his family being killed.

"You are the only one left in Tellius," Ken replied, fidgeting, hoping the wrath of said martial artist won't come upon him.

"Well, that explains it, now, bring me to some place where to work out so no one needs to die an unnecessary death," the black haired martial artist said, a certain gleam in his eye showing his urge to cause endless amounts of pain on anyone who got in his way.

"Yes Sir, right this way!" the black armored guard gestured for the other man to follow him, still nervous he would be turned into a target.

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The soldier known as Ken, who's job was to watch over the Martial Artist, watched in amazement as said martial artist did many things that he thought wasn't humanly possible. Some of the movements were too quick for the man's eye to catch. The pounding that was given to the pigskin punching back was so intense; that the last strike made to it broke the chain that held it up, sending the punching bag flying into the wall. Ken would have thought the fighter would have stopped there, but soon found out that the man continued going through motions, fighting off imaginary opponents, without even looking tired yet.

Ranma released all the stress he had built while being captured by the bastard known as the Black Knight. The anger of being brought unwillingly, being defeated, loosing all those he considered family, and the fact that he was probably stuck here for the rest of his mortal life were his reasons to pound the punching bag to smithereens. He would find his revenge, somehow.

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"He fights like one of those despicable sub-humans!" King Ashnard stated, spitting disgustedly to the floor. He and the Black Knight watched Ranma beat the punching bag through some magical crystal ball.

"That's what the martial artists did, my lord. They watched the laguz fight and developed a fighting style based off of what they watched," the Black Knight said.

"And how would you know this, I thought the martial artists existed before you're time?" The King questioned.

"They did, I just did my research on them," the knight wasn't completely sure, but it seemed like a good explanation. "Supposedly, this warrior knows the most fearsome of all styles, but I was never able to find the trigger." Of course, the only way he found out was paying that girl he ended up killing for information. She was reluctant at first, but a few gold coins soon bought him the information he needed. Too bad he had to kill her, she would have made an excellent strategist for the Daein army.

"Hmph, I don't like it, but any advantage will help in this war, especially against those damned sub-humans."

"Of course, my lord. The problem is getting him to join our cause, without destroying his mind in the process," the Black Knight said.

"I'll leave that to you then," and the Black Knight left, taking the ball with him. King Ashnard frowned slightly, the orb could have been one of the greatest advantaged for the war, unfortunately, the Black Knight was the only one besides those blasted weak-willed Herons who could use it.

"Petrine!" the mad king yelled. The green-haired beauty answered quickly, kneeling before him. "How go the preparations?"

"We're almost ready to start our siege on the bridge, my lord."

"Excellent."

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"Amazing, I've never seen anyone fight like that…EVER!" the guard in black said. Ranma smirked, sure he had damaged the room some, but he really didn't care. The more problems he could cause here the better. His smirk immediately died as soon as the

Black Knight entered the room, replaced with a scowl.

"Leave soldier!" Commanded murdering bastard that had earned Ranma's hatred. Ken reacted immediately, somewhat worried about the martial artist, but an order was and order.

"The king gives you the honor of becoming one of Daein's feared riders, if you accept…"

"No," The martial artist replied, crossing his arms. "I won't fight for the man who killed my family."

"But you see, you don't have a choice," the man said as he held up a bucket and ladle that Ranma immediately recognized. "If you don't accept, I will be forced to break you, if needed. The Musk had suggested a nice simple strategy, and considering your condition, it would be a win/win situation. If you accept now, you will keep your honor, what little you have left anyway. And don't try to run away, because I will find you, and that meeting won't be very pleasant."

Ranma growled, battle aura flaring out, before he sighed and calmed down. He had lost, again.

"Glad you see things my way, now, we will be invading Crimea in a week or so. We need to get you equipped and knowledgeable of the fights we will have."

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Ranma sat in a chair, bored as much as he was at Furinkan before Hinako had come to be his teacher. Unfortunately for him, he WAS back in school again, except this time he couldn't fall asleep. His teacher wouldn't let him fall asleep, being that Ranma was the only one learning. The man was known as Bryce, another one of Daein's Riders was his teacher for learning about the world known as Tellius.

"So young fighter, what is our belief on the Laguz?"

"They are horrible creatures, that aren't even worth being thought of as human, so we call them sub-humans. They kill innocent children, destroy villages, ransack stores, blah blah blah…" Ranma mumbled, not caring much for what he was being taught. Daein was full of racist hypocrites, and tried to teach everyone else their beliefs, no matter how exaggerated they were.

The General growled angrily, how did he get stuck with the job of teaching this kid about strategies and beliefs of Daein. The kid would barely pay attention, and didn't seem to believe anything that was told to him.

"Okay, that's it for today, you just won't accept the ideals of the country you fight for."

"I don't see a reason to follow the ideas of hypocritical bastards who have no tolerance for people who are different from them. Most of those things are probably made up anyway, I doubt they attack people for no apparent reason," the boy argued, before leaving walking out the door, finding his personal guide waiting for him. Bryce smiled pensively, before going leaving to go put soldiers through some more training drills.

"At least someone has the right idea, too bad is far too late for me."

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Ken walked next to his charge, sighing as another day was wasted leading the new Daein Rider around the capital. Most of the time was spent in the back alleyways running from store clerks Ranma had stolen from. He didn't understand why the fighter did it, but followed anyway. Ranma had told him it was training, but he wasn't going to believe that, not at all.

The black armored soldier looked up at the sky, and realized he had forgotten something.

"Sir Ranma! We have to go get you fitted for your armor, and being late isn't an option."

"Says who?" Ranma snorted, he was trying to avoid it all day. He didn't want to try on anything that could restrict his abilities.

"If we don't go, the king will have my head!" Ken practically screamed. He knew it was bad luck that he had the draw the short straw on the first pick, and now he would suffer.

"Fine, Fine, let's go" and the martial artist wandered back towards the castle, with Ken close behind.

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"So, your house is under investigation right now?" The bandanna-clad boy asked his walking companion, who held onto his arm tightly, maybe to keep him from wondering off, or for her comfort. Either way, Ryoga couldn't be nervous, especially under the current situation.

"Yes, yes it is. I'm not even allowed back inside until tomorrow. I was going to go see if I could stay at Auntie Nodoka's…but, maybe that isn't the best plan," the brown haired girl sighed. The best way she could get rid of her depressive thoughts was to clean up the house, but she couldn't.

"Well, I would invite you to stay at my house, but it's very unlikely we'd be able to find it." Misery seemed to love company, incredibly so when Ryoga Hibiki was involved.

"That's alright Ryoga, I would have figured as much. I'm not allowed to leave town anyway," Kasumi said, putting on a fake smile.

"Why's that?"

"Because I'm suspected of murder, along with Ranma, you, Auntie, and all of Ranma's rivals and fiancée's. Ranma has completely disappeared, not even taking his backpack with him."

"Well, I understand why I'm suspected, but why you? You've done absolutely nothing to even be considered able to do that."

"They believe I might have snapped after being put under too much pressure of taking care of the house and everyone…" the girl tried to hold back the tears, and failed, watery tracks flowing down her cheeks. Ryoga needed to do something, anything he possibly could to get this girl who didn't deserve to be sad to stop crying.

"Look umm…why don't we find you a motel to stay at? I believe I have enough money for one or two rooms," the lost boy suggested, hoping to be able to afford two rooms so he could be by himself a bit.

"That would be lovely Ryoga, thank you," Kasumi said, smiling slightly through the sorrow she felt.

Ch.2 end

Author's Post note: Yes, I do like to have notes at both the beginning and the end. Anyway, yes I do plan on having Ryoga playing an important part in all of this. As for the last scene, under the circumstances, I believe Ryoga would be much more mature, if only to help Kasumi, and ignore himself. Constructive Criticism is very much appreciated. I got this out a lot sooner than anything else I've done before; so don't expect any more fast updates.