Character reconstruction. By Weebee.

Ranma wakes up in a world where he is… well… a complete and utter pervert. Can our pigtailed aquatransexual reconstruct a life out of what this strange peeping tom and groper has left for him?

Prologue, Desperate battles.

"Akane!" Ranma yelled, as the doll that had once been his fiancée ripped itself free of his hand, carving a hole in the fireball that the king of phoenix mountain had thrown. Ranma realized that this was his chance to defeat the other man, but what had happened to Akane? Looking around frantically, Ranma didn't see any sign of the shrivelled body of his fiancée, and he began to feel a sick tension in his stomach.

"Saffron! You… Bastard!" Ranma yelled, gathering a rather large amount of energy in his hands. He was originally going to throw a modified Hiryu Shoten Ha through the hole that Akane had created, but now he had a LOT more power. He could feel an all consuming rage aimed at the phoenix in front of him, and it boosted his Chi to new heights. With an inarticulate roar, Ranma released the immense bolt of anger energy, unknowingly doing something else in the process. That anger had consumed so much of his soul at that moment, that he had effectively fired his entire life essence at saffron in one colossal blast. It left the body of one Ranma Saotome nothing more than an empty husk, and it fell to the ground, unmoving.

Saffron looked on in horror as the ball of energy came towards him. If he was ripped into enough pieces, he would have to be reborn, but this massive energy attack wasn't going to rip him apart. It was going to DESTROY him, right down to the molecules that made him up. It was going to utterly disintegrate him, and he didn't think that he could be reborn from that. With a wry, fatalistic smile, The king of Phoenix mountain saw that the girl that the landling was so eager to protect had landed in a pool of the water that would bring her back to life. Unfortunately for the phoenix, Ranma had lost sight of her when she had and had assumed the worst. With a sigh of defeat and a new respect for the power of landlings, Saffron of the Phoenix was obliterated from the world of the living, not even the smallest piece of his body left for re-incarnation.

In Heaven, The technicians of Ygdrasil were going insane. No, that wasn't entirely accurate. One particular system admin was going insane, and her name was Urd. Why the HELL did that have to happen to Saotome? He was always a very chaotic factor in the program, One that not even the ultimate force could really get it's control around, but she had never thought that he could throw the plans of heaven off track so drastically. The problem was, that Ranma Saotome's purpose on Midgard was to keep Saffron in line. Hell, his entire family's purpose was to do this, and his descendents usually had to battle the phoenix king at least once every couple of generations, to ensure that he never got enough power to ascend to Demi-god status. That was why the Saotome Ranma factor had been introduced. Asgard and Nifelheme weren't allowed to interfere in mortal affairs directly, so they couldn't stop the power mad phoenix, but it was in both of their best interests to keep a new being from entering service as a god, causing a new demon to have to be inducted as well, and making the doubled system shuffle again. Now, Saotome Ranma and his descendants weren't needed anymore. He had done a very good job of completely annihilating Saffron, so that only a soul remained, and he had killed himself in the process… but it seemed so unfair. He was SUPPOSED to spend the rest of his natural life with his wife and eventually several children, Running the Tendo Dojo. He was SUPPOSED to be happy, not dead. It was to be his reward for his unknowing work for the Kami and Demons, and it had been stripped away from him due to one misunderstanding. Rather ironic, considering this mortal's life.

With a sigh, Urd looked for something she could do to help Ranma. He would never be happy with a life in heaven, it was too peaceful for him, and Nifelheme was kind of harsh on it's residents. Not a place for a reasonably good and honourable person to be sent.

Then, Urd saw a report flashing on her screen, from an inter-dimensional connection, to another Ygdrasil unit somewhere else. Each dimension had it's own terminal of the super computer system, and they were connected in order to help each other if one dimension had resources that another lacked.

Curiously, Urd pulled up the message on the screen.

From, Goddess 2nd class, category two, limited. Urd Odinsdaughter

To, Goddess first class, first category, unlimited, Urd Odinsdaughter.

Message. I hate that another version of me is so highly ranked. Anyways, I have a problem. Plan "Saffron" has been derailed, due to a slight accident on the part of the goddess who was handling it. Ranma Saotome is NOT a suitable candidate for defeating the phoenix king, and we do not have any other martial artists who are strong enough. Our closest possible match is Prince Herb of the Musk, but he is not as powerful as normal due to lack of confrontation with Saotome Ranma, and even he is not powerful enough to defeat Saffron. Requesting resource transfer, Saotome Ranma or equivalent level fighter for operation Saffron.

Current time until start of Op. Saffron, 4 months.

Urd blinked. She read the request over again, and then scrolled down to details. Her eye twitched. "Ranma didn't go on the training trip because I was DRUNK!" She yelled, leaning forward, with her eyes bugging. It was true that Sake was her power source, but she always drank in moderation in order to keep her faculties clear and open. Then again, this wasn't her. It was some other dimensional version of her. This Urd almost sounded like her younger sister Beldandy. Such a trouble maker she was! Looking between the request file and the soul of one Ranma Saotome that was awaiting processing, Urd began to smile slightly. "This could work…" She muttered, typing rapidly.

In the temple of the three goddesses, Urd sighed in relief as a reply came to her urgent interdimensional resource request. Apparently, The Urd there had managed to complete Operation Saffron already, and she was sending her her Ranma Saotome. Urd blinked for a moment. She didn't think that two versions of the same person could live in the same dimension for very long before the visitor began degrading due to the conflicts in the Ygdrasil. Shrugging it off, she took a swig of her sake, sighing in relief. Now, all she had to do was think of a new scheme to get Beldandy and Keichi to get in the sack together. Ah, such simple pleasures.

HR

A ward away, a pigtailed boy grumbled to himself as he walked down the street. His blue Furinkan boys uniform was slightly ripped, and he had a lump on his head. 'Jeas. They didn't have to get so mad. All I was doing was having a little peak…' He thought, rubbing the bump on his head tenderly. 'And now mom wants me to go pick up the shrimp at school. Can this day get any worse?' To answer his question, a small headache, separate from the one caused by the lump on his skull, started in the back of his brain. Coming up on the front gates of Nerima District middle school, Ranma looked around for the family member that he 'affectionately' called the twerp. Spotting her, he called out. "Hey Ranko, Get over here!"

The twelve year old redhead talking to a group of friends in the middle of the school yard looked over to her older brother's yelling voice and sighed. "Sorry guys. I gotta go." She said, before running off.

"poor Ranko…" One of the girls sighed, looking after her friend.

"Yeh. Living with that jerk would have to really suck." The other friend said, nodding sagely.

"Oh well. Wanna go play in the park?" The first said, looking to the second, who nodded. The two girls ran off, giggling.

Ranko glared after them, wishing that she could go too. Unfortunately, Her mother had sent her older brother to pick her up, and as a result, she wasn't let play for a little longer like she would have been if the woman had come herself. "Hi Ranma." She said, looking up at her brother with a bit of sisterly affection and annoyance, but more of the latter than the former.

"C'mon twerp. I gotta get home to call Hiro and Dai." Ranma said, walking off and assuming his sister was following.

Ranko sighed and quickly tagged along with her brother. His friends weren't quite as big perverts as he was, but they were pretty bad. She was just lucky that she was too young for the three of them to leer at.

After a couple blocks of walking, Ranma stopped and rubbed at his forehead. "Stupid headache…" He grumbled, before continuing.

Ranko giggled. "Did Akane give that to you again?" She asked, smirking mischievously at her brother.

"No, that macho chick did NOT give me this bump… it was Ukyo." Ranma grumbled, looking down in embarrassment. "Besides, that wasn't what I was complaining about."

Ranko gave Ranma a disbelieving stare. "Sure big brother, sure." She said, sarcastically. Then again, she wouldn't put it past Ukyo to wallop Ranma as hard as Akane. He peeped on her nearly as much, anyways. It was strange, since she usually wore a male uniform, but the Okonomiyaki chef was rather pretty when she was in gym class, or at least that was what Ranma said.

As the two siblings reached the corner that lead to the street where Tofu's clinic was, a place of Doom for Ranma ever since the Kasumi incident, The pigtailed boy reached up for his forehead again, Rubbing it harder this time. "This damned Headache!" He said, holding his throbbing head, before falling to his knees.

"Ranma, are you okay?" Ranko asked, running up to her older brother. Sure, the guy was a pain, but he was family.

"I'm fine twe…" Ranma started, before falling forward to the ground.

"Ranma? Ranma? Wake up!" Ranko said, beginning to panic as she shook her older brother. Much to her consternation, he didn't move. "Ranma, this ain't funny. Wake up!" Ranko said, shaking her brother even harder. When nothing happened, Ranko decided to run and get Dr. Tofu, Kasumi incident or no. Ranma needed some real help now.

HR

Onno Tofu sat in his office, having just seen his last patient of the afternoon. As he was about to close up shop, a young girl ran up the street, calling his name. "Dr. Tofu, Dr. Tofu! Come quick!" The girl said, stopping in front of him and grabbing his hand, trying to drag him along.

"Calm down, What's wrong Ranko?" Tofu asked, recognising the girl.

"It's Ranma. He's hurt I think. He just fell down on the street and he isn't moving. You gotta help, doc!" Ranko said, in a panic.

Tofu's eyes darkened at the name of the elder Saotome child, but they lightened again as Ranko spoke. He didn't care what kind of things his patients did, if they were injured then they had to be treated. He had taken an oath to protect all life, after all. "All right. Come on Ranko. Let's go see your brother." Tofu said, letting the little girl drag him along.

As the two reached the corner between the street that his clinic was on and the main street, Tofu blinked as he saw Ranma, his body bathed in a blue glow. Running over, Tofu knelt beside the still form of the young boy, taking his pulse and reading his aura. This is odd…" Tofu muttered, as his practiced medical Chi sight played over Ranma's prone form.

"What's odd, doc?" Ranko asked, poking her head over Tofu's shoulder.

"His Chi flows. They're getting stronger. A LOT stronger. I haven't seen this kind of strength in anything less than a Chi adept, and your brother certainly isn't that." Tofu said, referring to how little Ranma practiced the martial arts, despite his father's frequent protests about it. Ranko had been the only Saotome child who showed any interest in the fighting arts, and Genma had flat out refused to train her because she was a girl.

"What does that mean?" Ranko asked, curiously.

"I don't know Ranko. Let's get your brother to my clinic." Tofu said, hoisting Ranma's body onto his back and carrying it down the road.

HR

Half an hour later, Genma and Nodoka Saotome were standing in Dr. Tofu's waiting room, Nodoka looking worried and Genma just looking annoyed.

"So he just got beaten by those women again. Nothing to worry about." Genma growled, angry that his son had been beaten by women and that he had had to stop his Shogi game with Soun Tendo to come to the clinic.

Nodoka looked angrily at her husband. "Genma, how could you say that!" She snapped, her angry look turning into a glair. "Our son is in hospital and you dismiss it like it's nothing!" She couldn't believe the callousness of her husband. Then again, she had seen it many times, and should probably be expecting it by now.

Dr. Tofu walked out of the treatment room, looking confused.

"Is my son all right?" Nodoka asked, worried.

"Ranma is fine, I think." Tofu said, uncertainly.

"You think?" Nodoka asked, nervously. "What's wrong with him?"

"Well… Ranma's body is fine, in fact, it's better than fine. He's growing muscle tissue as we speak and is actually becoming more fit than he was. His Chi, however, is a different story. It's completely rearranging itself. It's a lot more ordered now, Like a martial artist's battle aura. It's also got a lot more…" He was hesitant to say this to the Saotome Matriarch, who was rather fixated on her son being 'manly,' "Female Chi."

Genma, who had briefly studied Chi techniques under his old master, looked surprised. "Female Chi? Why would he have that?"

Tofu shrugged. "I don't know. He's got about as much as a doctor, or other passive man. More than I have, in fact. He seems to be turning into a warrior with a rather high Chi reserve, with an almost even balance of male and Female life force. Male is dominant, of course."

Nodoka, who knew nothing of Chi studies, spoke up. "Can I see him anyways, doctor, or is this Chi problem dangerous to other people?"

"Oh, you can see him, Ma'am. Come this way." Tofu said, leading Nodoka into the back room of the clinic, Genma following.

The Saotome woman gasped as she caught sight of her son. He still looked like her son, but he was different. His muscles, which had been lightly defined before, now were sharply chiselled, though still small. His face was thinner than she remembered it from this morning, and the small fat deposits that were a natural part of anyone who didn't take fitness VERY seriously were gone. He also seemed a lot skinnier than he had been, as if he were built for speed.

"What happened to him?" Nodoka asked, in shock.

"I don't know, Ma'am." Tofu said, shrugging.

HR

Ranma felt the last of his life energy leave him, an overwhelming emptiness taking it's place. As he realized that he had fired too much Chi at Saffron, Ranma plummeted to the floor of the crater where they had been fighting. He felt deep sorrow that he hadn't saved Akane, until he saw her full sized body laying in a pool of water, and her chest rising slowly. Ranma smiled softly as he let his eyes close, no more energy left to keep him alive. His mission was complete, anyways. Akane was safe and the person who had put her in danger was killed. Even if this last thought disturbed him, it didn't matter. Nothing did anymore.

As Ranma felt a floating sensation, he opened his eyes. He could, as many religions claimed, see a white light in front of him. As he floated towards it, something showed up in front of him. In large black Kanji, the words "System resource re-allocation" flashed. Shrugging, he turned, to see a second tunnel, leading to a much dimmer light. Going towards it, he felt a pulling sensation as he saw something fly past him in the other direction. Falling into the light, Ranma felt air moving across his skin. He felt his Chi, slightly weak but still very strong, flowing through his body. Slowly, so that the light didn't blind him, he opened his eyes.

END.

Next time!

What did Ranma do to Tofu, what is the Cannon Ranma going to think when he wakes up, and finally, what WAS I smoking when I came up with this?

Oh. You may notice that all of my new fics have been taken off of FFN. This was done because I had too many plot lines on the go. They WILL be back some day, but I had to cut down on the plots and couldn't decide what new one I would continue. As a result, I put them in my "Vault" and started a brand new fic. AOL WILL continue, but all of my other "In progress" fics are on the shelf for at least a couple months. Sorry, guys!