A Ranma/Pokemon fanfic, Just Won't Die style :)


"Great, now how the hell am I gonna get the heck back home?" Ranma
muttered, more to himself than the highly evolved Pokemon by his side.
  All Ranma knew was that he was on a different world. He had arrived
here via nanban mirror, only had have accidentally broken it upon
arrival due to a rather hard landing. He had come to this world to
deliver a Pokemon to freedom.
  About a month ago, this black looking mouse had appeared by his
doorstep, shivering, seemingly hurt, and hungry. Ranma had taken it in
and nursed it back to health. The Pokemon had grown very fond of Ranma
for his hospitality and seemed to have adopted him as its master, much
to Ranma's displeasure. The damn thing looked like P-chan. The thing
looked like a black mouse with a tail that looked like a lightning
bolt. It only said two words, 'Onmi' and 'Chu'. Who would had known
that this Pokemon was the highest evolved Pokemon of the Pokemon
species?
  "Yo, P-chan, you're free to go," Ranma told the Omnichu. He gestured
toward the forest in front of him. There was a city behind him.
  He smirked. What a stupid name Akane gave this creature. He figured
it would be best calling it 'Omnichu' because it only said those
words.
  The Pokemon gazed up at Ranma, seemingly understanding his words. It
looked toward the forest and then back up at Ranma before it shook its
head.
  "C'mon, what am I supposed to do? Dontcha wanna be free?" Ranma
said, "You show up on my doorstep. So, I nurse you back to help. How
the heck you ended up on my world, I have no idea. But why do you
insist on staying at my place? You're supposed to be free,"
  "Hey, mister, what kinda Pokemon is that?" a little kid asked him.
He was with a friend. They had been on their way to the forest with
hopes of catching a Pokemon all by themselves. They didn't want to
wait until they were ten to get their trainer's license.
  "Huh? Pokemon? What the heck is that?" Ranma asked, looking down at
the children. The two boys looked like they were both eight.
  "That," one boy pointed the black mouse-like creature by Ranma's
feet..
  Ranma pointed toward his Pokemon, "You're a Pokemon?"
  Omnichu nodded.
  "So.....what exactly is a Pokemon?" he asked.
  "Where have you been, mister?" the other boy said, "A Pokemon is
like your pet animal. You train it and raise it so that it can battle
other people's Pokemon,"
  "Ain't that illegal?" Ranma asked, "Sounds like cockfighting,"
  "Oooh, you said a bad word," the boys stared at Ranma.
  "No I didn't.....hm, actually, it does sound like it," he muttered,
"Oh, just forget I said that,"
  "This must be a new breed of Pokemon," the first boy said, "I've
never seen this kind before. And I definitely know all my Pokemon, all
three hundred and eighty of them, right down to MewTwo and even
Makichu, which only one exists,"
  "MewTwo? Makichu? What are those?" Ranma asked, curious.
  "A Mew Two was created by humans to be the most powerful Pokemon
ever," the second boy quickly said, wanting the attention, "And a
Makichu is what Ash Ketchem, the Pokemon Grandmaster, had evolved his
Pikachu into,"
  "Ash Ketchem?"
  "Dontcha know who he is?" the second boy asked, "He's the world's
greatest Pokemon trainer. His Pokemon are the strongest in the world.
Even before his Pikachu evolved to a Raichu, it was far and away one
of the strongest Pokemon around because of its experience. And after
it evolved to to a Makichu....."
  "Well, I dunno what this Pokemon is," Ranma said, "I call it
P-chan,"
  "Well, you can basically tell what kinda Pokemon it is because it
tends to only say its name,"
  "Hm, if that's true, then this would be an Chu-Omni,"
  "Omnichu," the Pokemon said.
  "Omnichu? Never heard of that kinda Pokemon before,"
  Ranma shrugged his shoulders, "Sorry, I dunno anything about this
Pokemon stuff. I'm just trying to set it free,"
  "Really? Can I have it?" the first boy asked, eyes wide.
  "No! I want it!" the second one interjected.
  "Um, actually, I'm gonna hold on to it for a short while," Ranma
said. He figured if he let his Pokemon free over here, these two boys
will try and capture it. It was best he find another place to let it
free.
  His stomach grumbled. That meant one thing.
  "Is there a diner nearby?"

  "Would you accept this as payment for the food?" Ranma asked,
showing his gold watch. He didn't know what kind of currency this
world used.
  "Sure do," the waitress said.

  Ranma rubbed his stomach, "Damn, that was a nice meal,"
  "Omni," the Pokemon said.
  "Hey, I've been thinking, what name would ya rather I call ya?
Omnichu or P-chan?"
  "Omni,"
  "All right, I'll start calling you Omnichu then," Ranma smiled. He
tilted back in his chair. He reached over and scratched the Pokemon's
head.
  "Hey, mister, I challenge you," came a young boy, probably around
twelve years old. He had been itching to test his newly evolved
Venusaur against anothe Pokemon.

  "I'm supposed to have my Pokemon fight his Pokemon?" Ranma asked
Ken. That was the name of the first boy Ranma had met earlier. His
friend's name was Toshi. They were gathered around a big open field.
Ranma's Pokemon and another Pokemon were standing in front of each
other in the middle of that field.
  Ken nodded, "Yeah,"
  "Hm, his Pokemon's pretty big," Ranma commented, "It looks like it's
about five times bigger than my own,"
  "Venusaur, Leaf Attack!" Ranma's opponent said, seizing the
initiative.
  The Pokemon did as it was told, sending several leaves toward
Ranma's Pokemon. The leaves struck the Omnichu, sending it flying
backwards several meters, sliding to a halt.
  "Holy shit!" Ranma muttered, rushing toward the center of the field
to get to his Pokemon.
  "Hey, whatcha think you're doing?" the second boy, Toshi, said,
"Human can't interfere in a Pokemon battle?"
  "But look at what happened to my Pokemon? It's hurt," Ranma pointed.
  "That's because you didn't tell it what to do," the boy said, "You
have to tell it to attack and to dodge and such. That's how you get
your Pokemon to defeat your opponent's Pokemon,"
  Ranma gritted his teeth. This was a strange custom on this world.
However, he had to abide by it. He was on a different world afterall.
  "Fine, what do I do?" Ranma turned toward Ken.
  "I dunno, I'm only eight," the boy said, "Oh oh,"
  "Venusaur, Whip Attack!" the challenger said. Everyone watched as
two whips extended from the Venusaur's back and struck the Omnichu
from the front, sending it flying back several more meters.
  "Omnichu, beat your opponent," was the first thing that came out of
Ranma's mouth.
  Ranma's Pokemon got to its feet and looked at Ranma, seemingly
confused.
  "You gotta tell it what kinda attack to use," the boy said.
  "But I don't know what attack its got," Ranma said loudly.
  The boy shrugged his shoulders, "Well, then you can kiss your
Pokemon goodbye,"
  "C'mon, do something!" Ranma shouted toward his Pokemon, "Kick it if
ya hafta,"
  The Pokemon, hearing Ranma's command, dashed forward and kicked at
the Venusaur. The impact of the blow was so powerful that it sent the
huge Venusaur flying backward into a tree where it fell to the ground
unconscious. The young trainer ran up to Venusaur and craddled it. The
battle was over.
  "D-did I just make it do that?" Ranma's eye were wide. Everyone
else's were wide too.
  "You sure did," Ken said.

  "Why, I can't believe a Pokemon like this exists," an elderly
Professor said.
  Ranma had been told that there was a Professor that resided in this
town named Professor Oak, who was the leading authority on Pokemon in
town. Ranma had decided to pay him a visit in hopes of finding out
more about what kind of Pokemon this was.
  "What do ya mean?"
  "This Pokemon seems to have evolved into its fifth evolutionary
stage,"
  "Huh?"
  "The Pokemon you have here is a Pikachu evolved several times over,"
the professor said, "The tail is a dead giveaway. No one has ever even
seen a Pokemon evolve to the forth stage, let alone the fifth,"
  "How can you tell?"
  The professor pointed toward the Pokemon's head, "A Pokemon's
strength and power grows exponentially with every evolution. This
Pokemon's strength and power levels are so far and beyond powerful
that none of my instruments can read that high,"
  "Okay, so what does that mean?"
  "It means that you have here perhaps the most powerful Pokemon
ever,"
  "Yeah, so?"
  "With a Pokemon like this, there is a good chance you can become the
next Pokemon master, provided you defeat Ash Ketchem first," the
professor said, "Ah, Ash. I remember him from close to a decade ago. I
had given him a Pikachu. To think that he would grow up to become
Pokemon Grandmaster....."
  "I don't wanna become a Pokemon Master," Ranma said, "I just wanna
let my Pokemon be free,"
  The professor shook his head, "I'm sorry, but if you let this
Pokemon free, there's a good chance everyone's going to try and
capture it because no one, not even I, have seen a Pokemon like this,"
  "So how can I get people to stop trying to capture Pokemon?" Ranma
asked.
  "You can't," he said, "Not unless you become a Pokemon Grandmaster.
Only then can you make a law that will prohibit this certain type of
Pokemon from being captured,"
  "And how do I become a Pokemon Grandmaster?"
  "You have to defeat Ash Ketchem,"