The Lord of Nature

By Silverscale

R½-GD crossover

Matchup: Ranma/Brittany

Disclaimer: I do not own Golden Digger or Ranma½ so please don't sue me.

"Talking (Common)"

'Thinking'

Powerful Spells

Change of Scene

Lunaria/Language of the Moon (Lycanthropes)

Draconian/Language of the Dragons

Telepathy

(A/N)

(The reason why I'm making Strype the bastard in this story is because I don't like him, I don't HATE him I just don't like him. I got the inspiration from Red Priest's Broken Hearts Combined. Anyway I hope you will enjoy the story.)

Prologue: Painful Truth.

Brittany Elin Diggers was crying in her room cursing the world for being so cruel. This was supposed to be the happiest day in her life, today was supposed to be the day when she got married to Strype. But it had ended in disaster when she discovered that her fiancée smelled of sex, and it was not her smell, worse then a skunk. The others of her friends smelled it too and soon there was an Everybody Vs Strype Battle while she had run to her room crying.

Brittany looked at the diamond ring in her hand before crushing it leaving fine dust in its place before letting it rain like crystal tears onto the floor. The young werecheetah had been sitting in her room for two weeks, with no food or water and only left for the bathroom before going back, and had tossed every picture of her and Strype into a trashcan plus every gift he had given her. She had made up her mind she wanted to get away from her family and friends for a while to collect her thoughts. The young werecheetah was dressed in a pair of jeans, a tight white T-shirt with saying 'Yes they're Real' written on the front, a black leather jacket and her hair was in a long ponytail. She had packed a large backpack with food, clothes, a sleeping bag, a tent and other things for her journey.

Brittany opened her door and checked that no one was in the hall before she rushed off silent but fast toward her father's study room (I don't know allot about Golden Digger so I will make up some things.). She entered and saw what she was looking for her father's teleportation scrolls. She just took the closest one and opened it, but when she did she accidentally scratched the paper and the magic inside the scroll created a random teleportation gate which exploded from the scroll, surprising Brittany, and sucked the young woman inside and then closed itself leaving nothing but pieces of paper.

The Flying Island of Atharna in Jade

Brittany screamed as she fell through the teleportation gate and landed on hard ground and became a pile of groaning limbs. She sat up slowly rubbing her head when she heard steps coming from the south. She looked around and noticed that she was sitting in the middle of a path in a beautiful forest filled with animals. It was then the steps became louder and a tall figure came walking from the southern path. Brittany stared at the figure, which was obviously male, as he came closer. The man then was twenty feet away and the light hit him hunting away every shadow hiding his body and the young werecheetah couldn't help but gasp and drool at the same time at what she saw.

There in front of her stood a hunky werecat which was bigger then a werelion, about 8, 6 feet tall, there was black fur and silver stripes covering his body but they did nothing to hide his large muscles. He had a 4 feet long ponytail with silver lines in it and he had a pair of dagger sized fangs which his chin. The werecat had one blue eye and one red eye which by some strange reason made him look like his body was half demon and half angel. The young man's face looked 30 but his eyes spoke of wisdom which was far beyond his age. The strange werecat was wearing red leather armour with black stripes which was in the design of samurai armour.

He had a pair of red leather boots covered with black stripes on his feet and on his legs was red leg guards made of leather covered with black stripes. On the werecat's arms and hands was red gauntlets with black stripes, the finger part was cut off leaving the fingers without protection. And everything of those things was of samurai design. He had a large backpack on his back which seemed to be empty. In the werecat's left hand was a red samurai helmet covered with black stripes and had a black cat shaped face mask, it had the same fangs (Think of the masks in Stargate but smaller.). In the man's right hand was a long scythe which he used as a travelling staff. The man then noticed Brittany who was feeling faint because of her hunger and thirst and soon fell back on the ground unconscious.

The Next Morning

Brittany groaned as she woke up in a warm bed her tummy was feeling filled and so was her thirst. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in the room of a castle and then noticed that her clothes and backpack was hanging on the chair next to the bed. She then eeped and looked under her cover and then sighed in relief as she saw that her underwear was still on. There was then knocking on the door and then the young werecat she saw yesterday, dressed in a black sleeveless T-shirt and a pair of jeans, walked inside with a tray filled with tune, meat, milk and fruit. He smiled at her and spoke with a deep and handsome voice. "Good morning miss I thought you wanted breakfast on bed then at the table since you will need some time to be able to walk again. After all those who hasn't eaten for two weeks needs good rest and food before walking again." He then walked over to her bed and placed the tray on a small table next to it. He then turned to the confused werecheetah and grabbed a long rope which was hanging down from a hole in the ceiling and pulled it a loud bell rang through the castle and the man then spoke. "Do you need anything so just pull that rope and I will come." He was about to leave when Brittany grabbed his arm and said in a childish voice. "Can you hold me?"

The young werecat was confused but complied. He sat down in the bed and pulled her closer to him and scratched her behind her ear, making her purr, and let her snuggle into his chest and listened to his heart beats. And for the first time in two weeks Brittany slept without nightmares or worries.

That Evening

Brittany yawned as she woke up and noticed that her 'pillow' was much more comfortable and warmer then usually, plus the fact that she heard and felt something beat inside it. She opened her eyes and saw that she was lying on a muscular chest covered by a black T-shirt. Her eyes went wide and she was about to scream when a hand suddenly started to scratch her ear soooooo good. The young werecheetah purred and stretched her body at the wonderful feeling and then she felt her 'pillow' lift and fall as a loud chuckle came from above. She looked up and saw the smiling face of the black furred and silver striped werecat with one blue eye and one red eye. He smiled softly at her and she couldn't help but blush as his handsome voice spoke. "Slept well?" She blushed some more but nodded softly. The young man got out from the bed and looked at the tray which was filled with the untouched and cold food and chuckled softly before turning toward her and said. "Seems like I need to warm your breakfast, or should I say dinner?" He chuckled at her red face before he turned toward the tray and swung his hand in a circle and spoke in a strange language Brittany never heard before.

Then a circle of fire appeared in front of the man's hand and then changed position and lowered itself around the tray and Brittany had to gasp as the food became as good as new and the fruit looked even better then before. The man then took the tray and helped her to sit up in the bed before placing the tray in her lap and said with a soft smile. "Do you want me to help you? You haven't regained all of your energy yet." The young woman blushed again but nodded softly.

The rest of the evening the strange werecat helped Brittany to eat her food and to drink her milk before he took away the tray and helped her to lay down and placed the cover on her again and placed a glass of water and a bowl filled with chocolate at the nightstand (I believe chocolate makes us happy when we're sad, helped me when I was a child.). He then took the tray and walked out from the room but when he reached for the handle Brittany asked the question she had wanted to ask all the time. "What's your name?"

The young man turned around and smiled at her before he spoke. "I know who you are Brittany Elin Diggers, Daughter of Xerxes and Cyan, last of the werecheetahs and ex fiancé of Strype'Gia (That's his name right? I've forgot) so there's only right for you to know who I am." The werecat then took a deep breathe and spoke softly but hard. "I'm Ranma Erutan Nathallian, Lord of Nature, and Grandmaster of the Neko Ken, Master Druid and the Last Weresmilodon. You can call me Ranma." Ranma then opened the door and left the room and closed it leaving Brittany, who fell asleep ten minutes later.

To Be Continued.

A/N: What do you think? Did you like it? Please review, but no flames I will just toss them into my fireplace. Happy Holiday!