A long time ago, the earth was a big continent, covered with dinosaurs.
No one offended them cause there were ain’t no humans around. Just
the small mammals.

Then, one day, a large meteorite came down and blew up the earths
surface. Goodbye dinosaurs!

But what if the dinosaurs didn’t die? What if the impact of the meteorite
had created a parrellel dimention where dinosaurs evolved into angry
agressive beings! Like us for example?


		SUPER RANMA BROS 1/2


		Nerima 16 years ago...


The steets of Nerima were darkened simply because it was night, and it
was raining. Wet splatters were heard as a figure dressed in a long red
coat with spikes on the shoulders ran, clutching a large metal obalong
object.

Stopping in the front of a large Dojo, she pushed her way inside and laid
the metal object in front of the doors. Holding a triangular piece of
a gemstone, she slipped it into the top of the metal object and flipped
the cloth over it. She rapped a few times on the door and then fled the
Dojo.

Soon, she had reached the middle of Shinjuku and had climbed down a
manhole.

Back at the dojo, a middle aged woman with short dark hair slid the
door open. She reached down and picked up the object in her hands and
brought it inside.

The woman ran along a lighted corridor towards the end of the tunnel.

Kimiko Tendo ran her hands over the object. Then, with a hiss of air,
it opened up to reveal a large egg. Her husband Soun hung over her
shoulder and her two daughters, Kasumi, aged three and Nabiki age
one were sitting beside the table.

Then, the egg started to crack...

The woman edged backwards, looking around the room. Suddenly, a 
man with dark hair in ridges, wearing a millitary suit grabbed her arms.
“Where’s the Rock?” he hissed.

“Kuno!” she gasped. Then, with a final desperate attempt, she knocked
the beam that held the door open loose. It crashed down upon her head
with a final defiant scream.

Behind the doorway, Koopa Tatewaki Kuno snarled. “Blast it.”

Back at the dojo, Kimiko held the child who was born from the egg in
her hands and cooed at it. Soun looked her over. “A girl.”

“A girl sent by the gods,” Kimiko added.

“But why to us? And why from an egg?”

“It does not matter,” she said, cradling the babe in her arms. “We will
call her Akane.”

<><><>

		Nerima, Present Day

The phone in a small apartment rang a couple of times before a
somewhat tired male voice answered it. “Hello Ranma Brothers Plumbing 
no job too small or big, how may I help you?” The phone continued 
for a few minutes before the slightly older teen, dressed in a tattered 
t-shirt and drawstring pants responded. “No no, it’s not a big job...no, 
leave it to the professionals... alright.”

//And you say you were in...another Dimention?// said the TV 
announcer.

Ranma hung up the phone and barrelled into the room where his
younger brother Ryoga lay, watching while eating. “Ryoga, there’s a
broken dishwasher at the Nerima Riverfront Cafe! Do you know what
this means?”

“Yeah yeah,” Ryoga responded.

“It means..we’ve got WORK!”

Ryoga continued to watch as Ranma scraped the peanut remains into the
bowl. “Oh, Ranma, this guy just found out that he was in another
dimention. Isn’t that amazing?”

“Other than the fact that we’re still eating? We’re almost broke!”

Ryoga reached over and grabbed a impression pad, and put it on his face.
“We’re not broke, we’re already there Ranma,” he shot back, his voice
muffled.

Ranma walked by and dumped Ryoga’s boots on his crotch. It didn’t even
faze him.

“Look at this,” he said, grabbing a newspaper, “You spending money on
this?”

“But it’s got the article on the missing girls,” Ryoga protested.

<><><>

“Beaten again!” Ranma complained, throwing a hat down. “Sanzien’s
beaten us again!”

Sure enough, in front of the Cafe was a truck labeled Sanzien Works,
Construction and Plumbing. Ryoga shook his head before getting a grin
on his face. “Hey Ranma, watch this.”

Taking off the tigerstriped bandanna on his head, he aimed and then
threw the bandanna at the truck. It circled the truck before returning to
his hand. Ranma blinked. “What’ya do?”

“Lets go.”

Pulling away, Ranma and Ryoga howled with laughter as the tires slowly
leaked nessesary air from several cuts along the outside of the tires.