Cast Away
Author's notes & Disclaimer: This story is based in part on the movie starring Tom Hanks called
"Cast Away" but does not include any of the names or characters from that movie...well maybe
Wilson, I haven't yet decided on that just yet. Also none of the characters of Ranma 1/2 belong
to me T.T they belong to the maker of Ranma 1/2(I would say her name, but I cant spell it...)
Parts of this story line also belong to Tom Hanks and his producers, but the rest, is all mine
so if u put this on your site, you don't have to tell me, just give either my URL to my site
which is http://ranma_page.homestead.com or at least give credit to me, Chris Miller, as the Author.
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Part one of the preludes to the story, Cast Away

Ranma was so excited! He was actually going to a real life martial arts tournament in America!
There was only one thing that had spoiled his good mood.... Ryoga had been invited as well,
but he would not let this drag him down, in fact it would just be another chance to beat him
into the ground. Some one in line behind him pushed him a bit and told yelled at him to get
onto the plane, so he grabbed Ryoga by the shirt collar before he drifted off to Jamaica and
led him to their seats.
Once they sat down Ranma smiled and remembered how they had gotten to be invited to
this once in a lifetime opportunity.
It had been a semi-cloudy day outside and many people were already opening their
umbrellas to shield themselves from the inevitable downpour to come, all except two that
is. Any person in the Nerma ward could easily distinguish the two boys who were running
around, jumping, punching, and kicking each other. The red shirt, black pants, and black
pigtail flying every witch way in the wind. The yellow shirt, yellow with black spotted
headbands cutting into the air like a steak knife into butter.
It was, of course, as always Ranma, and Ryoga having another 'friendly'
disagreement... In other words tearing up the streets and shops into
nothingness, but the other people just went about their business. Why you ask?
Simple, however hard to believe.... This was normal for them.
During a particularly dangerous kick that Ranma missed Ryoga and knocked
a small man through the window of a small convenience store, knocking over three
aisles and trapping two women in their late fifties under a mass of caned candied yams.
Ranma and Ryoga immediately stop their fight and rushed to the man's aid, or rather
Ranma did, and Ryoga started running across the street before Ranma caught him and pulled
him struggling over to where the accident had occurred.
"Hey mister you ok?" Ranma asked while pulling the older man to his feet nervously
thinking Akane's gonna kill me!
The man gave the latter a strained smile and dusted his clothes off roughly.
"I'll live, if I was you, I'd help those two ladies that are over there under the
candied yams screaming."
Seemingly for the first time Ranma and Ryoga noticed the damage that their little
disagreement had caused.... They looked over the broken window, the man sitting down on a
small chair, and the aisles of food on the ground until their eyes came to rest on the two
mounds of moving candied yams moving on the ground.
With a yelp of surprise they ran over to them and squeaked into a stop to late and
hit another aisle pushing it over upon another and that one onto another creating a domino
effect on the entire store. Luckily no one else was trapping seeing as they all ran screaming
out of the store as soon as the first two had been trapped.
Ranma left Ryoga to get up on his own and started to unbury the mound on the right.
He started to throw cans of yams all over the place, without knowing he threw one through the
glass of the lobster tank spilling lobsters everywhere.
The owner of the shop walked in from lunch whistling with a cigar in his mouth and a
smile on his face until he looked at his store, and the utter chaos the two boys had caused.
He was thrown back through the door from a can of yams being thrown into his stomach and twenty
miles an hour and passed out on the sidewalk outside.
No one outside gave the sight a second glance and just kept walking to their destinations.
After the two ladies had been unburied from their mounds of yams, and got over their
dizziness they started beating the causes of their pain unmercifully with their purses causing
the boys to run back to the Tendo dojo with their hands on the heads.
The man whom they had knocked through the glass stood from his chair, and took a cell
phone from his pocket and dialed a number. Once the person on the other line picked up the phone
the two began to talk in English. The man nodded and ended the conversation by turning off the
cell phone and dropping back into his pocket. He picked up a cap that had fallen from one of the
shelves and put it lightly on his head, then, whistling he walked in the direction of that the
boys had come holding two letters with the words written

YOU ARE INVITED
TO JOIN A MARTAIL ARTS COMPITION OF THE BEST FIGHTERS OF THE WORLD, BEING HELD AT TEXAS UNITED STATES;
MORE INFORMATION AWAITS YOU WHEN YOU CALL THIS NUMBER (764) 976-5653 THANK YOU.

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Want to know what happenes? Stay tuned for chapter two, coming soon!
-Chris Miller



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