More Ranma/Sailormoon

Well, here's the start of another Ranma crossover with Sailormoon. This one starts out as a love story between Nodaka and Setsuna. Some C&C would be nice. Should I continue with this or drop it in favor of the stories I'm already working on?


The brown hair that she knew would hold red highlights in the light was plastered to the other woman's head as she moaned, sweated, and called out her child's name in her sleep. The nightmare had gotten worse over the eleven years since Nodaka's son Ranma had been stolen from her by the fat fool her family had forced her to marry. Genma had claimed that he wanted to train his son to be the best fighter ever. Little did the foolish man know that Ranma wasn't even his child.

 As she looked down on her lover in the midst of dreaming of the horrors Genma was putting thier son through Setsuna knew that the next few weeks would be particularly hard for Nodaka. While it was impossible for Setsuna to track the path of someone of her own flesh and blood through the present and future without physical contact, it was easy enough to see into such a person's past if she skipped the nearest two or three years back. And while a person who was so closely related to her was hidden from the Time Gates for the most part, her own premonitions would occasionally give her flashes of what was to come.

It was because of this that she knew that they would meet their lost child sometime soon. And if what she had seen of Genma's treatment of Ranma from a few years back held true, it would be a tough reunion for them all to say the least. But it would be especially hard on Genma. She would see to that personally. After years of tracking the man and coming across people he'd sold Ranma to or engaged him to and bills he'd made using Ranma's name, any mercy she had been going to give the fool had died long ago. Yes, she would see to it that Genma got what was coming to him as soon as she got Ranma away from. The only reason it wasn't done sooner was because the same shadow that cloaked Ranma would also cloak anyone near him.

Shaking herself from the dark turn her thoughts had taken, she reached over to awaken the woman she love with all of her heart. The Scouts were meeting later today and she had promised Usagi that she would be there, which meant that she had to make her daily trip to check the Time Gates earlier than she normally would.

"No-chan," she called gently as she stroked the woman's hair. Nodaka settled from her nightmare and soft smile replaced the scowl on her face, at Setsuna's strokes. Slowly, first one eye and then the other opened up.

"I have to go to 'Work'," Setsuna told her, know that the other woman would pick up the emphasis on the word and know that she wasn't talking about her day job. One of the best things about being a fashion designer was that she worked for herself and could get off whenever she felt there was a need.

Senshi Destiny Chapter 4 Part 1

This is a rough draft of part four of my story Senshi Destiny. I don't have a beta, so I'd love to gets some constructive C&C (comments and criticism) on this as well as help with spelling and grammar. The first three chapters of this story can be found at http://www.devianthearts.com/viewstory.php?sid=1 As said before, this is a super rough draft of the first part of the new chapter.

Part 4

A little over a half hour later found the Senshi trooping after Usagi beneath the city into what had at one point been the lobby of an abandoned building of some sort. Judging by the looks, the place had been an expensive hotel before the quake that buried most of the city nearly a century ago. Usagi had found the place some time ago while making an escape from some unusually persistent and highly pissed bodyguards after a job. After resting there for a while she had decided that the place made too good of a safe house to leave abandoned. She had taken great pains to see to that Mamoru didn’t find out about her little hideaway and over time had transformed the lobby and most of the rooms on the first two floors into a comfortable little home away form Mamoru. It hadn't taken much to wire the place to the city's electric grid. She had also added enough defenses, both magical and mundane, for the place to qualify as a fortress in most peoples mind. The difficulty in getting to the place combined with some extremely powerful and yet subtle illusions, had helped insure that no one would stumble across it by accident.

The group was somewhat awed at finding such a place still intact underneath the city. Getting there had required a bit of an effort and going for quiet a bit, but now that they had arrived, no one was complaining. All of them had stayed in Senshi form, partly in case they were spotted, but mostly because they didn’t quiet trust each other just yet.

“Make yourselves at home,” Usagi told them, gesturing to the left side of the lobby toward what looked like it would have been a living room had it had walls to separate it from the rest of the room.

Looking around, they could see that the whole place was divided into these little sections. One of the sections that caught their attentions was what looked like a library or maybe a study, with books, a fairly up to date computer, a desk, and two mid sized tables with opened books lying on them. There was another section that was full of gym equipment and practice dummies and wooden targets or dummies with knives sticking out of them. The section that they all found most disturbing was the section that looked like a shooting range.

Usagi disappeared briefly as everyone was getting seated, only to reappear with snacks. It was just some stuff she kept around for her seemingly insatiable appetite, as she’d never imagined she’d have guests down here. The only other food was the emergency supplies stored in a couple of the upstairs rooms.

The conversation was soon picked up from where it had been left off as the group had had to concentrate more on getting safely to their destination than on listening to what the girl, who had at the request of Usagi return to her natural cat form as she had been to clumsy to make the trip on her own as a human, had been trying to tell them.

“So, what you’re telling us is that she,” pointing at Sailormoon, “is supposed to be the Moon Princess we’ve been searching for over the last few years?” Sailor Jupiter began things by asking Luna. It was somewhat of a surprise to have the person that they had spent so much time searching for, suddenly show up out of nowhere and some of the girls were having a hard time believing the cat. “What sort of proof do we have that she’s really the one?” she asked, crossing her arms and looking down at the cat.

Luna huffed and glared at the senshi of Jupiter, “If my word isn’t enough for you, then perhaps your own memories will suffice,” she answered coolly. “If you girls would just trust me, I’d be happy to restore them for you. I don't think any of you were ever so suspicious in the old days,” she added with a frustrated sigh. She had been trying to convince them let her restore their memories with little success for some time now.

Luna was being pushed beyond the limits of her patience as she tried to convince the doubtful Senshi that she was telling the truth. Her only allies turned out to be Venus and to the others’ surprise Mars. She assumed that Usagi was still soaking in her new memories as the girl had done little to support Luna attempts at gaining the other senshi’s trust. She was almost desperate enough to wish Artemis were here.

“I simply find it hard to believe that after all the searching that we’ve done, that the Princess would just show up out of nowhere,” Ami’s agreed. “You must have some sort of proof.”

Due to years of training to stay in the background, Usagi didn’t like it with all this attention on her. She had spent most of her life avoiding anything that would bring her into the spotlight and yet at the same time she remembered that during her life at the time of the Silver Millennium that she had looked forward to and thrived on any sort of attention. But especially the attention of people she knew loved her and not just The Princess, The Heir, or The Future Queen. And she remembered that the women surrounding her now had been the ones to love her most.

“Those were some pretty slick moves you were using back there, Princess,” Haruka interrupted yet another set of the past life memories Usagi had been slipping into. She didn’t know if this girl was really the princess or not, but she definitely respected the fighting skill that had been displayed against that youma. “I didn’t recognize the style you were using, but it was pretty damn effective. Maybe we could spar sometime?”

Usagi found it funny that this was the same person who’d had to be restrained from beating on a palace self defense instructor for giving her a bloody nose once. Still unsure as to how to act around her new/old friends, Usagi smiled, “I think that I’d like that,” she told the short haired blonde. She was fairly sure that the Senshi would be shocked at just how proficient she really was at fighting. The person she remembered being, was nearly as clumsy as she usually pretended to be.

The conversation between Senshi and cat was interrupted as Usagi, turning away from saying something to Haruka said, “Look, why don’t one of you let her restore your memories. If it turns out okay, the rest of you get a turn. If not, I don’t think you’ll have too many problems dealing with a cat.” Truth be told, while her old self might have found the situation amusing, Usagi was getting annoyed by the way the others were acting.

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you,” Rei directed smugly to the others.

“But…” Michiru was interrupted before could finish.

“I can’t speak for the Outers,” said Venus, “but I do speak for the Inners and I say we give it a go. Mercury, use you visor and computer to monitor what happens and at the first sign of anything suspicious tell Mars and Jupiter.” She turned look at the two she mentioned, “If Mercury says something’s wrong, I want you two to fry the cat,” she told them.

“I do have a name, you know,” Luna stated primly, “And that plan is perfectly agreeable to me. Now are there any other excuses not to get this over with?” she asked.

Without another word Venus went to kneel before the cat. The crescent moon on Luna’s forehead started to glow softly, causing Ami to mumble softly to herself as she saw the readings. Suddenly the glow increased and a line of light shot out from the mark to hit Venus squarely on her forehead, causing both Mars and Jupiter to look questioningly at Mercury, who merely shook her head mutely.

When the light show finally died down, Minako just sat there for a while, a slightly glazed look in her normally vibrant eyes. The others were starting to get worried when her eyes suddenly cleared up. She suddenly looked back a forth before she locked her gaze on Usagi. Moving slowly, an expression on adoration on her face, she moved to stand directly before her Princess. She dropped to one knee and took the other girl’s hand in her own and spoke in a language that was only understood by Luna and Usagi

“My life for yours. I live to serve you, my princess.”

The strangely familiar words seemed to trigger something deep inside Usagi. The words found their way out of her without her consciously deciding to say them.

“To protect and serve. To be protected and served. Rise my Senshi.” she brought the hand in her own to lips to kiss the back, thus completing the ritual.

Gargoyle Fic Links

Just thought that I'd add some links to a few Gargoyle femslash fics, since my first story snippit on here is for the series. Hope you like them...

The Talon's Edge by Canis Minor
Demona/Elisa
On a chill winter's night, Demona and Elisa share a dangerous encounter that rides the distinctions between pain and pleasure, hope and futilty, hatred...and love. Warning! Not for the faint of heart or easily squicked. http://adult.gargoyles-fans.org/secure/fanfic/author.php?author=Canis%2BMinor&sortorder=DESC

The Hunt-A Day at the Office By Demona's Pet
Robyn/Demona
When Robyn returns to Night Stone Unlimited she is hunting Demona for an entirely different reason.
http://adult.gargoyles-fans.org/secure/fanfic/author.php?author=Demona%2527s%2BPet&sortorder=DESC

Demona's Puddy Cat by Jane Watson
Elisa/Demona
My entry for the Halloween Femslash. Demona casts a spell on Elisa turning her into Demona's witch familiar. Enjoy!
http://adult.gargoyles-fans.org/secure/fanfic/author.php?author=Jane%2BWatson&sortorder=DESC

Alternate States by Mara Cordova
Demona/Elisa
Some inner dialogue from our favorite Frost Queen, with music from Live's Throwing Copper CD. An "Explanation" (Cough) of Demona's dilemma in killing Eliza Maza. PG for a itty bitty kiss.
http://adult.gargoyles-fans.org/secure/fanfic/author.php?author=Mara%2BCordova&sortorder=DESC

Turnabout's Fair Play by Puck
Fox/Elisa/Angela
A sequel to Madame Destine's "Mistress of Dreams," this story began as an entry in the GargoylesX Board's Halloween Challenge. Updated on 8/25/03 with new material. Femslash and bondage elements. Adult readers only please!
http://adult.gargoyles-fans.org/secure/fanfic/author.php?author=Puck&sortorder=DESC

Tied Together: Chapter 1

This is the first part of my first attempt at a Demona/Elisa fic for the cartoon Gargoyles. It's a very rough unbetaed first draft. I'm not sure if I should continue with it or not. Anyway, please point out any errors that you notice. If I do continue, I'll update here until I have enough for each new chapter, after which it'll be published on http://www.devianthearts.com and http://www.fanfiction.net Feedback helps, so please comment.

Chapter 1

She woke the way she always did, with none of the grogginess that most people go through after a nights sleep. In fact, if anything her senses were hyperactive upon waking up. And it was this super alert state that allowed her to know right away that she was restrained in an upright position and no longer in her apartment. The next thing she noticed was that Demona in gargoyles form no less) was restrained in a position that she assumed mirrored her own, directly across from her. But where as Detective Elisa Maza was held in place with leather straps, the gargoyle was being held with iron inscribed with runes that experience told the detective were most likely some sort of magic.

"Ah, you're awake I see," came an all too familiar voice from the shadows before any farther observations could be made.

"McBeth," Demona growled, her eyes glowing red with her anger. "Why am I not surprised to find that you're the one behind this." the female gargoyle hissed.

The gray haired man chuckled at the frustration he could hear in his long time enemy's voice.

"I'm glad the two of you are enjoying the reunion, but why the hell am I here?" Elisa spoke up cutting in before the other two could really get into it.

"More importantly, why haven't you killed her yet?" Demona asked annoyed and glaring hatefully at the detective.

For some reason or another, this minor squabble seemed to make McBeth even more happy, "I see I chose wisely after all. I was starting to wonder.” the old warrior stated, ignoring the questions of his...guests.

"What are you up to this time, old man?" Demona mockingly asked. “You're not still upset about Paris are you?” she asked with a smirk that knew would irritate him.

But to her surprise, not only didn't her comment get to McBeth, he also answered her question somewhat. "And that, my dear, is exactly the point. I'm an old man, and I've grown tired of this

immortality and the centuries of conflict between the two of us..."

"Die, then!" Demona snarled staining against the chains to no avail.

"And so I shall. However, to gain my freedom, I've found that I must have someone else to take on my burden of being tied to you. Which brings us to our dear detective Maza. I've chosen you for the simple reason that I believe I can trust you to keep Demona from doing too much harm to the world after I'm gone. Careful observation has shown me that you are one of the few people alive that can trusted with such difficult task.”

"As for the how, I've discovered a way to pass along the curse those damned weird sisters place on us...”