Rise of the Chaos Stallion, Chapter One

Major change here....

After careful consideration, I'm replacing the chapters of my Merlin's chronicles with new fan-fiction. In part, I think it's time to get serious about doing something with the story.

In it's place, I will be Posting a My Hero Academia/Ranma 1/2 story I've been working on. It's called Rise of the Chaos Stallion, and the premise is, "Suppose instead of Ranma being a student at UA, he was a teacher? How would UA handle one gender-changing Chaos Magnet that is Ranma Satome?" I will replace the Merlin chapters one for one with Chaos Stallion chapters. So without further delay, the first chapter. 

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My Hero Academia is the property of Kōhei Horikoshi, while Ranma 1/2 is the property of Rumiko Takahashi. The story is nothing more than a writing exercise when I need to clear my palette after writing some other stories. I do not have any claim to the characters or the universes that each inhabits, which I have flung together for this story. This is a free story, which I will be posting to a couple of major websites in the near future (2024). Please enjoy.

Rise of The Chaos Stallion

There are so many people who helped get where I am today.

My mother, who loved me and still worries about me.

Ochaka, who was with me at he start of my journey as a hero and has

stayed by my side the entire time. Shinso, training partner and friend. A man who took what people saw as

a villain's quirk and showed the world it was the user, not the quirk The fellow students of what became the hero class that all others hero classes

at UA and elsewhere are measured against, you became the family I needed

and the friends anyone would be proud to have.

The UA teaching staff, who molded us into what the country and the world

needed. Shota Aizawa, who was hard on us from day one and never let us forget that

being a hero is more that posing and sound bites. You pushed us, but you did

it for the right reasons. Toshinori Yagi – All Might – who showed the world what a hero is and what

we all aspire to be. Without your mentoring and friendship, I would not be

half the hero I am today, nor be the man that I am now. Being your friend is

the greatest honor I have ever received. Sorahiko Torino – Grand Torino – You taught me a lot sensei, and I still carry

the memories (and the scars) of our time together. And finally, to the man who started as my sensei, but became like an older brother

to me in every way but blood. All Might gave me my chance to be a hero, but it was

you who refined what I am today. Your instruction, your philosophy, and your code

of honor has left a mark on me and the others of our class that forms the core of our

being. For that, I thank you, Ranma Satome, for being you, no matter which form

you were in at the time. – Acknowledgment page from Deku: Autobiography of a Hero NabTen publishing

Chapter 1 – Help Wanted

UA High School was the premier high school for those who wanted to be heroes.

On a sprawling campus, generations of heroes learned to use their quirks and to

practiced the necessary skills to become heroes. Taught by pro heroes, UA grads from

the Heroes course were among the elite, the best of the best that made the high school's

motto, "Plus Ultra!" a part of their personality.

They were halfway through the current school term, but already, UA's principal

and staff of the Heroes course were looking at next year's class. Planning like this was

common, as the course of instruction was intense and hard. A student with a powerful

quirk but was a poor hero would be a hazard to both villain and bystanders.

Because of their already busy schedule (Most teachers were also active heroes),

planning meetings like this usually occurred on Saturday afternoons, after classes were

over for the day. The school was quiet and almost peaceful.

"So, we are agreed that the next class of students will start learning martial arts?"

Nezu asked. He was the most unusual person in the room, because he wasn't human,

but a white-furred creature with an high IQ and was UA's principal.

"I'm still not sold on this idea," Ectoplasm said. He was the math teacher in the

Heroes course, as well as one of the better-known heroes on staff. His lean frame was

hidden under a tan cloak, and his black mask hid his features. "Gunhead's a good

teacher. Why not use him?" He has already turned it down," Nezu replied. "Between his hero work and his

training hall, he's stretched too thin to include regular classes here at UA." The bear/

mouse/dog sighed. "We need a full-time teacher for such a position. I want to integrate

the martial arts into our core teaching." Ectoplasm shook his head. "Martial arts have become passe. Where do we

find someone who could do the job?" "We look, of course," Nezu replied. "And where do we do that? Where do we find someone with the skills you

want?" "Ecto's right," said Snipe, who was sitting across the conference table from

Ectoplasm. He was dressed as a cowboy with a gas mask covering his face. "I can

think of only half-a-dozen heroes who have had any training and only because such

training takes advantage of their quirks." Nezu turned to look at Snipe. "There are a few places that still teach martial

arts. The instructor we seek need not be a hero." "I don't know about that," Ectoplasm said. "Bring in a non-hero would raise

some hackles at the Heroes' Commission." "Leave them to me."
A blocky-looking man with gray skin like concrete and small eyes said, "You're

going to have to find someone who can adapt to the student's quirks and still make

them effective fighters."

"That's a tall order, Ken," Snipe said. Ken Ishiyama (Hero name: Cementoss) shrugged. "We still have time to find one

and get them in place." At the other end of the table, Toshinori Yagi – better known to the world as All

Might – sat back and watched as his fellow heroes debated the question of a martial

arts teacher for the heroes course. To conserve his strength, he was in his "civilian

form" – a tall, gaunt man with sharp, angular features and long limbs. He looked

nothing like the Symbol of Peace that the world knew him as. "We need to find someone who can teach and work with our students," Shota

Aizawa said. The underground hero known as Eraserhead looked at he always did –

pale, stringy black hair, tired and unshaven. "And how do we do that?" asked Hizashi Yamada, the hero known as Present

Mike. The Heroes' course English teacher was generally upbeat and over the top.

With a high-peaked blonde hairdo, smoke-colored glasses, small mustache, and

leather jacket made him look like a hipster biker. "These kids are not going to take

any non-hero teacher we bring in seriously." Out of the corner of his eye, Toshinori noticed Nemuri Kayama's expression.

The R-rated hero: Midnight was normally flirty and part of every conversation. But

now, she looked pensive and in thought. She was dressed in civilian clothes – a

blouse, jeans, and boots – instead of her normal skintight hero's uniform. Toshinori turned and stared at her. It took several seconds for the woman to feel

his gaze and she gave him a embarrassed look. "Something who should know about, Toshinori, Nemuri?" Nezu asked. They both looked down the table at the principal, and found everyone else staring

at them. "Sorry," Toshinori said. Nemuri shook her head. "No, it's my fault. I think I may know of someone who

might fit the bill as a martial arts instructor, but I'm not sure he's right for the position." "It's not like we have a long list to consider at the moment," Snipe drawled. "Agreed," Ishiyama added. He added a "come on" gesture with his blocky hand. "Indeed," Nezu said. "The sooner you say the name, the sooner we can debate it." "All right." Nemuri said, then took a deep breath. "Ranma Satome." There was silence for a few seconds, then Nezu chuckled. "An interesting choice." "Not sure that's a good idea," Shota said, with a shake of his head. "That kid is chaos

personified." Toshinori frowned. "I'm not familiar with that name." Nezu's chuckle became a laugh. "You are of course, familiar with the Nermia ward

of Tokyo?" "Not much. As far as I know, there are no hero agencies in the ward, because crime

is so low. The locals take care of any problems themselves." The principal nodded. "Because the residents are one of the few areas in Japan where

martial arts are still practiced. A number of unique ones have cropped up over the years

and they have a low tolerance for criminals, even those with quirks." "So, who is this Satome characters?" "Ranma Satome is probably the best martial artist in the last three generations,"

Nemuri replied. "His style is Anything Goes Martial arts, a style that takes the best from

other arts and combines them into an effective style of combat with few equals." "Sounds like self-promotion," Hizashi said, his expression suspicious. "I've seen him fight several times, against people that would give us pros some

tense minutes. In addition to his fighting skills, he is a Ki master on a grandmaster

level – he can project his Ki on a level of someone with a strong quirk." "Define projection." "Remember those two mountains in China that exploded a couple of years ago?

That was Satome." The table was silent for several seconds. "What is this guy's quirk?" Snipe asked. "I'll get to that in a moment," Nemuri said. "He was the one who killed Saffron." "That's impossible!" Vlad King (real name, Sekijiro Kan) snapped. "Saffron's quirk

is Phoenix Rebirth!" "I never said Saffron stayed dead – just that Ranma had killed him." Toshinori nodded. "I remembered that. Saffron was threatening to launch a war

of conquest, and China was ready to launch nuclear weapons into the mountains where

Saffron's people lived. We had assembled a team of world-class heroes and were trying

to get the Chinese to allow us to assist, when all of a sudden, the mountain blew up and

the crisis vanished. We only found out that Saffron had been killed in some battle and

was reborn as a child a couple of months afterwards." "Well, I never heard anything about this," Snipe said. "It wasn't something we talked about publicly," Toshinori said. "If it had gotten

out, it would have been a diplomatic mess." Nemuri nodded. "The second mountain was Ranma squaring off against Musk

Prince Herb." "He faced off against the Dragon and survived?" Sekijiro said. "I want to meet this

guy!" "What makes you think the kids will listen to someone like him?" Snipe asked. Nemuri's smile was somewhat sad. "He's only twenty-two years old." Another round of stunned silence went around the table. Nezu chuckled again. "Yes,

barely old enough to be considered an adult!" "All right, he sounds like the type of guy we need," Snipe said. "But what's the catch?" Nemuri sighed. "A number of them. First, his quirk." "You glossed over that earlier," Snipe said. "Well, it's called Chaos Magnet, and he attracts trouble." "Define trouble." "People like Saffron and Herb. He has a few regular opponents he fights, with

the occasional Quirk criminal who tries his luck in Nermia." Nemuri inhaled deeply.

"Second, he's Gemma Satome's son." "The Vigilante Phatman," Shota said with a nod. "I've heard of him, but he hasn't

been active in years." "That's because he's been training Ranma to be the best martial artist in the world

for the last ten years." Midnight's face darkened in anger. "From what I know, I'm

surprised Ranma hasn't snapped. The training he put Ranma through is beyond child

abuse, and the fat bastard used him as trade bait by promising to have Ranma marry

someone in return for things like food or training, the stealing him back and running

away." "Ain't Gemma the one who studied under the mega-pervert Happosai?" Snipe

asked. "Him and Soun Tendo," Nemuri replied. "The underground hero, Demon Head.

Soun's retired now." "I've heard Happosai surfaced a few years back," Ken said. He motioned with

one of his blocky hands and scowled. "They say no prison can hold him for long and

no woman's undergarments are safe from him." "Sadly, a minor player in the villain world," Nezu said in an unhappy tone. "He's

too experienced and tricky to capture without a lot of effort, and he's not worth the

trouble. He's made a fool of many heroes over the years." "And this Ranma studied under Happosai?" Snipe growled. "We don't need

a pervert on staff." "From what I've been told, Ranma isn't thrilled with the old goat," Nemuri

replied. "Which leads to the next problem is he has a Jusenkyo curse." "A what?" Hizashi asked, his expression puzzled. There was laughter, followed by a thud from the head of the table. Everyone

looked in time to see Nezu climb back into chair, his expression one of mirth. "He

went to Jusenkyo? I didn't think anyone was that stupid!" He began laughing again. "That's Gemma's fault," Nemuri said. "The idiot can't speak or read Chinese,

but that didn't stop him from going there." "What is a Jusenkyo curse?" Toshinori asked. Nemuri inhaled slowly. "In China, in the Bayankala Mountain range, there

was an area called Jusenkyo. It was said to be a training area, which what brought

Gemma to it. It was an area dotted with small pools that cursed anyone who fell

into them." "In what way?" "They take on the form of the first thing that drowned in the pool. When they

get hit with hot water, they change back into their original forms, but the next time

they get hit with cold water, they take the form of the being that drowned in the pool." Hizashi gave her a suspicious look. "What?" "When Ranma gets hit with cold water, he becomes a girl. Hot water turns

him back to a boy." With the exception of Nezu and Snipe, the expressions on her fellow teachers'

faces were that of stunned disbelief. "You're joking, right?" Shota said. Nemuri reached down next to her chair and placed a large purse on the table.

She opened it up and sorted through the contents until she found what she was looking

for. She pulled out two photo and held up one The photo was that of a young man with

dark hair done in a pigtail, wearing a red Chinese shirt and black pants. "This is Ranma's

male form – his birth form." She held up the second picture, showing a girl, wearing the same type of clothes

as Ranma. She was shorter and busty, with red hair down in a similar hairstyle as Ranma.

"This is Ranma's female form." She presented both photos to Toshinori. The thin man studied the photos for several

seconds. "Are you sure? This redhead could be his twin sister." "They're the same person." Toshinori passed the photos to Cementoss. "Are you sure that this isn't some sort

of trick or quirk?" "I certain. Haven't you heard stories of a Panda in Nermia?" "I have," Shota said. "But that's just an urban legend." "No, that's Gemma Satome – he fell into the Spring of Drowned Panda." Shota rubbed his forehead. "You're giving me a headache, Midnight." "That's not all – there are other victims of Jusenkyo living or regularly visit Nermia." "There's more of them?" Hizashi demanded. "I think Shota's headache is contagious." "You keep using the past tense regarding Jusenkyo," Toshinori said. "The springs were destroyed during Ranma's fight with Saffron," Nemuri replied. "You seem to know a lot about this Ranma," Sekijiro said. "Soun Tendo is my brother-in-law." She let that hang in the air for a few seconds

before she continued. "He and his three daughters -- my nieces -- live in Nermia. The

middle daughter attended UA." She looked at the principal. Nezu cackled. "I know Nabiki Tendo. She graduated top of her class from UA's

business track two years ago and is currently a Junior at UA University. She's almost

as smart as she thinks she is." Midnight nodded. "The oldest – Kasumi – writes letters to me a couple of times

a month, keeping me up to date on what's going on. Ranma is engaged to my youngest

niece – Akane. An arranged marriage that neither one wanted, and is the cause of most

of the trouble Ranma has gotten into over the last three years." "I don't know," Snipe said. "Sounds like the kid is more trouble than we can

afford to have." "But can we afford to dismiss him out of hand?" Ken asked. He passed the photos

onto Shota. "He's taken on two beings with powerful quirks and won." Nemuri leaned forward. "I think we should go talk to him and see if he has

what we're looking for." "And how do we do that without alerting every villain to what we're doing?"

Snipe asked. For the first time since the meeting started, Nemuri smiled. "I think it's time

for Aunt Nemuri to visit her nieces."