Story: Demon King/Queen Ranma

It's quite amazing. You think you know someone, then they wind up taking over the world. It left Kasumi with quite the problem and it all came down to the fact that her little sister Akane was one of Lord Ranma's, ahem, wives. Or Great Generals. Or Four Heavenly Kings. They had a lot of titles.

It was a bit of a moral quandary for her, you see. Without meaning to Akane had put her in quite the difficult position. She was sure that she meant well, as Akane always adored Kasumi but still the point remained.

"Oh dear oh dear, this simply won't do," Kasumi tutted. "The maids are leaving me with nothing to do at all!"

Kasumi Tendo was sitting in an extravagant glamorous room that was built for comfort by someone with a keen eye for it. The couch was tailor made to suit her figure, the table at the perfect height and distance for her to comfortably reach for. A glass of nicely chilled water was atop it. She reached over, took a sip and finished it off. No sooner had she done so than an extremely handsome, muscular, oiled and shirtless man strode into the room picked up the glass and left a freshly filled glass in its place.

Oh, Akane. You meant well, but the feeling of awkwardness at the attempt to provide eye candy for her was a little... Surreal and off-putting. She'd never have guessed that her little sister was such a pervert deep down. She was always going on about boys being so nasty, and here she was setting them up to be objectified! Why, it was almost as if she was projecting her own deep rooted psychological desires onto others, while repressing them in an unhealthy way.

...Oh dear. Perhaps she should have seen that coming after all?

"Knock knock!" her other little sister called, walking into the room even as she said it. Ah, Nabiki had adjusted well to this life. Look at her, sauntering about in a form fitting dress without a care in the world. How on earth did she keep herself so content when there was nothing to do? "Isn't this great, sis? We don't have to do anything and these servants will take care of us!"

To demonstrate, Nabiki held out her hand and a girl in a somewhat revealing maid outfit appeared by her side with an ice cream cone. Nabiki took it and the maid vanished into the shadows. That was her sole job, to hand Nabiki ice cream.

Which seemed a bit of a waste to Kasumi. She could have retrieved ice cream for Nabiki if that's what she wanted. It would give her something to do!

"Gotta admit, we sure missed the boat on Ranma," Nabiki said, flopping down onto the couch next to Kasumi. As she fell, a team of pretty maids fluffed a cushion at ridiculous speeds and angled it under Nabiki to ensure maximum comfort. "If I'd known he'd do something like take over the world, I'd have taken that engagement like that!" She snapped her fingers and stretched out her limbs, grinning like the cat that caught the canary.

"Now, now Nabiki. It's pretty clear that he's happy with Akane - "

"And Ukyo, and Shampoo, and Kodachi," Nabiki counted off on her fingers. “I have to wonder how the hell he convinced them all to play nice like that."

Kasumi had a pretty good idea. She'd made the mistake of walking in on them once. Never again. Even the brief glimpse she'd had made her ruin her own underwear, and it had taken weeks to stop herself growing flush whenever she thought of it.

"In any event, this is hardly any kind of life," Kasumi said. "Everything is done for me. I'm bored out of my mind."

"Hrm... maybe go on a date?"

"I tried that once," Kasumi sighed. "He turned out to be an assassin trying to use me as a hostage to get to Ranma." She mused over that night a bit more. "Still, until that point he was quite charming." Then Shampoo showed up and he became a lot less handsome. Lost quite a bit of charm when he started screaming as well.

"It's not like you to let one bad experience put you off trying something."

"He had a knife at my throat, Nabiki. That's a bit more than 'one bad experience'."

"Well, you could always shack up with one of the staff. Right ladies?"

"Yes Mistress Nabiki!" several maids popped up out of nowhere, tittering and blushing. Gosh! Kasumi had always suspected Nabiki swung that way, but having it confirmed so casually...

"N-Nabiki! It's not proper to use your position of authority to entice your own workers!"

"Nothing wrong with getting to know your own serving staff a little more personally," Nabiki shrugged. "And if it so happens that you have some common interests, and then one thing leads to another... that's all perfectly healthy. Right?"

Kasumi wished Dr. Tofu was here, he would always be one to make her laugh. Alas, he had been one of the first to rise against Ranma and, well, last Kasumi heard he was still chained to a rock with a bird pecking at him.

Alright then. Kasumi had made up her mind. She stood up with uncharacteristic determination. "I'm going out," she said. "A touch of fresh air is exactly what I need."

"Hey, if a change of scenery helps bring down that ennui, I say go for it!" Nabiki waved. "Have fun out there, sis. Don't go anyplace too dangerous, now!"

One might think that this meant Kasumi was heading out through the castle's entrance, but no. Not at all. There was no need for such things as gates or doors leading to the outside world. Instead, all she had to do was head to one of the magical circles that led outside. Servants and bodyguards unseen, but present. They'd never dare upset her little sister by letting Kasumi get hurt.

Although... That did leave a bit of a quandary. While Ranma ruled the world, each of the girls was ultimately responsible for a different section of the globe. In an instant, Kasumi could be in the midst of Paris(Kodachi), Beijing (Shampoo), Moscow (Ukyo), or Washington (Akane).

So, that left one simple question: Where should she go?

1. Paris
2. Beijing
3. Moscow
4. Washington
5. Oh hey, here's another magic circle she could use.
6. Something else happens instead