Disclaimer: Ranma 1/2 and AMG are property of whoever currently holds publishing
right. In no way do I intend to make money from this story, intending it only for the
enjoyment of myself and others.(Does anybody actually go around and check for
disclaimers? I mean is it really why that important? I'm sure the companies that produce
the anime that we all love have better things to do than pester fanfic writers.)
Author's notes: This will be my first published fic so please don't be too harsh.
C&C welcome at dark_phoneix@hotmail.com. I almost forgot, this is gonna be dark
and possibly violent.
DEMON'S DAWNING: Prologue
Throughout the village sounds of children's laughter could be heard, bright banners
and lamps in a rainbowof colors hung between huts, and the ceremonial drums beat
a steady, merry rhythm. The year's harvest had been greater than any in recent
memory and ensured that no one would go hungry in the coming winter. All ready
the heat of summer had been driven back and autumn would follow soon after.
In the village square a large gathering of women pooled around a rope suspended log
that would be the stage for the nights entertainment. For an amazon, entertainment
usually meant a fight so bets on who the various victors in the separate age brackets
were being hastily conducted. Two of the young women, teenagers really, broke
from the crowd, giggling and generally having a good time.
"You're no fun Ku Lon! He's just a stupid man. There's plenty of them in the village
and not a single one that wouldn't worship the ground you walk on," said the girl
with short pink hair.
"Happosai is different, Mia. He's an outsider but he's so strong and cute and his
eyes...." Ku Lon sighed forlornly.
"If I didn't know any better I'd say you're in love. But that can't be right, you're Ku
Lon, future matriarch of the Joketsozuko and all around hard ass," claimed the girl
identified as Mia. As they walked towards the main gate Mia made a point to add
a little extra sway to her hips whenever passing a man.
"Exactly. Future matriarch. My life is all ready planned out for me, even who I'll
marry." Ku Lon absent mindedly threw a rock at Mu Tsin. The boy just couldn't get
it threw his blind head that she wasn't interested.
"Have you thought of challenging Happosai? If he is as strong as you say then maybe
he can defeat you and then no one will be able to force you into an unwanted
marriage," said Mia, trying to cheer her friend who only minutes ago had been
her normal bubbly self, but was now acting like that Hibiki man that visits
every so often.
" Hahaha,"laughed Ku Lon bitterly. "Great-grandmother would find him and that
would be the end of his life. You know that the ruthless bitch would do anything to
see our clan joined with Elder Lo Xian's."
Passing the gate guards who acknowledged them with a curt nod and a slight tilting
of their spears, both girls noticed four cloaked figures approaching by way of the
main road. Representatives of the Emperor weren't due for several weeks and the
border guards or patrols should've stop any outsiders from coming his close to the
village unescorted. Envoys from one of the sister villages would have been
announced and heavily escorted. These observations combined with the fact that
even in the midday sun the figures seemed surrounded in a pool of writhing
shadows alerted Ku Lon and Mia who quickly turned to warn the guards.
The warning, however, was unnecessary. Not only had both gate guards noticed but
the few archers
stationed along the walls and half a dozen elders also. The old women drawn by the
extremely focused negative emotions and the massive imbalance created by the valley's
chi being drained.
"Signal all those outside the village to return at once. I want the village sealed now,"
called a trollish old woman.
Instantly people leapt into action, literally. A young girl, not yet in her teens with short
black hair bounded over to a raised platform where a massive horn sat. With all the power
her lungs could muster she blew three short bursts signaling the return command then
a minute later followed with another longer blow leaving the girl breathless.
The drums immediately ceased and children were herded to the communal buildings where
they could be more easily guarded without diverting valuable warriors. Each entrance was
closed with huge iron bound, wooden gates then barred from the inside.
"What do you think is going on?" asked one of the men to another who was tidying up
the armory.
"It is none of our concern. Our place is not to ask questions about matters that are
obviously women's business," answered the other man.
Ku Lon just rolled her eyes as she removed a sword from one of the racks along the
wall. She met Mia outside the underground weapons vault. Her friend's hut had been
closer allowing her to retrieve her own bonbori but Ku Lon who lived on the opposite end
of the village had to settle for a standard sword.
"Let's go. The elders seem very...agitated. Something interesting is bound to happen."
Ku Lon followed at Mia's side.
The outsiders were only a dozen yards from the gate by the time Ku Lon and Mia had
attained a place on the wall to watch the approaching conflict.
"Be gone from here dark ones," Su Lin Mao, the current Matriarch ordered.
A deep and somewhat disturbing in nature laugh was the only reponse.
"You will not be warned again," responded the Matriarch.
One of the outsiders threw back the hood of his cloak revealing a boyishly handsome
man in his mid-to-late twenties with a raven's mane of black hair tied in a lose ponytail.
His eyes even from a distance
shown with an eerie bluish white hue that only served to emphasize the two blood-red
inverted tear drops at their corners, matched by a larger one on his forehead. "Damn, I
guess we'd better be leaving guys. Us demons really have to be careful around four
hundred year old trolls." His voice was rich and deep, betraying none of his dark
intentions. If indeed there were any.
The outsider to his direct left threw back his hood at some unseen signal. "Yes,
perhaps this paragon of matronly hideousness has a point. I fear that if she were to
look upon my visage much longer I shall turn to stone for surely she is a descendant
of the gorgons of old."
The first man looked momentarily bewildered but then said, "Uh....sure, whatever
you say, Kuno."
"Enough of this!" growled the one to the man identified as Kuno's left. "Get on with
it Ranma! Our time on this plane is short and my thirst for vengeance will be sated!"
Quietly, so only his companions could hear him Ranma said, "Geeze, you need to stop
hanging around Kuno. He's getting' to ya." His voice rose again, "Here's the deal.
You have an hour to give us the
amazon, Ku Lon or you will all be destroyed. Not that weren't not gonna kill you all
anyway but if we get to torture her for a few days I might just make your deaths
painless."
The other three nodded in agreement.
At first she wanted to laugh. It was just too funny. Four men, obviously sorcerers
or something pretending to be demons. Then when Ku Lon saw her Great-grand-
mothers eyes fixed on the man who had just and she followed the gaze only then
did she pay any attention to the strange tattoos he possessed. Swiveling
back to her Great-grandmothers face something struck her as odd: The old bitch looked
ready to piss al over herself. Then the conversation picked up again.
"Enough of this!" growled on of the still hooded men. He sounded strained with
emotion: rage in particular. "Get on with it Ranma! Our time on this plane is short
and my thirst for vengeance will be sated!"
"Here's the deal. You have an hour to give us the amazon Ku Lon or you will all be
destroyed. Not that weren't not gonna kill you all anyway but if we get to torture her
for a few days I might just make your deaths painless," ordered Ranma. The words
were carried on an unnaturally bitter and fetid breeze that promised untold suffering
and pain.
Ku Lon gasped as she heard her name and against her will she began to cry. The
way the demon or sorcerer or whatever he was had made his demand had assured
her that she would die.
All eyes turned from the quartet to Su Lin Mao, the oldest of all elders and undisputedly
the greatest warrior in amazon history. She began to draw herself up to speak but
a sunbeam breached clouds no one realized were there and carried with it a vision
of divine beauty only marred by the combat golden combat armor and massive
broadsword she wore.
Ranma sneered at her. "Ah, Bell-chan. I was wondering when you would show up.
It won't change the outcome of this day but your presence has served to lighten
my spirits greatly."
"What a vision of loveliness. So much like your sisters yet so innocent and....delicious,"
said Kuno. He looked at her hungrily and continued, "Are your they well? When
last I saw them they were rather distracted." The four men laughed uproariously.
Belldandy, trembling in impotent rage drew her massive sword and lunged towards
Kuno at incredible speed shouting, "Die, bastard!!!" She never reached him as an
upraised hand from Ranma and a bolt of pure, demonic blackness drove her through
the wall and into the village.
"Remember, one hour. And don't think of resisting. If a goddess can't stop us what
will you do?" With his message delivered Ranma, Kuno and his two yet to be revealed
companions disappeared in a cloud of acrid black smoke.
More author's notes: Whaddya think of the prologue to 'Demon's Dawning'?
right. In no way do I intend to make money from this story, intending it only for the
enjoyment of myself and others.(Does anybody actually go around and check for
disclaimers? I mean is it really why that important? I'm sure the companies that produce
the anime that we all love have better things to do than pester fanfic writers.)
Author's notes: This will be my first published fic so please don't be too harsh.
C&C welcome at dark_phoneix@hotmail.com. I almost forgot, this is gonna be dark
and possibly violent.
DEMON'S DAWNING: Prologue
Throughout the village sounds of children's laughter could be heard, bright banners
and lamps in a rainbowof colors hung between huts, and the ceremonial drums beat
a steady, merry rhythm. The year's harvest had been greater than any in recent
memory and ensured that no one would go hungry in the coming winter. All ready
the heat of summer had been driven back and autumn would follow soon after.
In the village square a large gathering of women pooled around a rope suspended log
that would be the stage for the nights entertainment. For an amazon, entertainment
usually meant a fight so bets on who the various victors in the separate age brackets
were being hastily conducted. Two of the young women, teenagers really, broke
from the crowd, giggling and generally having a good time.
"You're no fun Ku Lon! He's just a stupid man. There's plenty of them in the village
and not a single one that wouldn't worship the ground you walk on," said the girl
with short pink hair.
"Happosai is different, Mia. He's an outsider but he's so strong and cute and his
eyes...." Ku Lon sighed forlornly.
"If I didn't know any better I'd say you're in love. But that can't be right, you're Ku
Lon, future matriarch of the Joketsozuko and all around hard ass," claimed the girl
identified as Mia. As they walked towards the main gate Mia made a point to add
a little extra sway to her hips whenever passing a man.
"Exactly. Future matriarch. My life is all ready planned out for me, even who I'll
marry." Ku Lon absent mindedly threw a rock at Mu Tsin. The boy just couldn't get
it threw his blind head that she wasn't interested.
"Have you thought of challenging Happosai? If he is as strong as you say then maybe
he can defeat you and then no one will be able to force you into an unwanted
marriage," said Mia, trying to cheer her friend who only minutes ago had been
her normal bubbly self, but was now acting like that Hibiki man that visits
every so often.
" Hahaha,"laughed Ku Lon bitterly. "Great-grandmother would find him and that
would be the end of his life. You know that the ruthless bitch would do anything to
see our clan joined with Elder Lo Xian's."
Passing the gate guards who acknowledged them with a curt nod and a slight tilting
of their spears, both girls noticed four cloaked figures approaching by way of the
main road. Representatives of the Emperor weren't due for several weeks and the
border guards or patrols should've stop any outsiders from coming his close to the
village unescorted. Envoys from one of the sister villages would have been
announced and heavily escorted. These observations combined with the fact that
even in the midday sun the figures seemed surrounded in a pool of writhing
shadows alerted Ku Lon and Mia who quickly turned to warn the guards.
The warning, however, was unnecessary. Not only had both gate guards noticed but
the few archers
stationed along the walls and half a dozen elders also. The old women drawn by the
extremely focused negative emotions and the massive imbalance created by the valley's
chi being drained.
"Signal all those outside the village to return at once. I want the village sealed now,"
called a trollish old woman.
Instantly people leapt into action, literally. A young girl, not yet in her teens with short
black hair bounded over to a raised platform where a massive horn sat. With all the power
her lungs could muster she blew three short bursts signaling the return command then
a minute later followed with another longer blow leaving the girl breathless.
The drums immediately ceased and children were herded to the communal buildings where
they could be more easily guarded without diverting valuable warriors. Each entrance was
closed with huge iron bound, wooden gates then barred from the inside.
"What do you think is going on?" asked one of the men to another who was tidying up
the armory.
"It is none of our concern. Our place is not to ask questions about matters that are
obviously women's business," answered the other man.
Ku Lon just rolled her eyes as she removed a sword from one of the racks along the
wall. She met Mia outside the underground weapons vault. Her friend's hut had been
closer allowing her to retrieve her own bonbori but Ku Lon who lived on the opposite end
of the village had to settle for a standard sword.
"Let's go. The elders seem very...agitated. Something interesting is bound to happen."
Ku Lon followed at Mia's side.
The outsiders were only a dozen yards from the gate by the time Ku Lon and Mia had
attained a place on the wall to watch the approaching conflict.
"Be gone from here dark ones," Su Lin Mao, the current Matriarch ordered.
A deep and somewhat disturbing in nature laugh was the only reponse.
"You will not be warned again," responded the Matriarch.
One of the outsiders threw back the hood of his cloak revealing a boyishly handsome
man in his mid-to-late twenties with a raven's mane of black hair tied in a lose ponytail.
His eyes even from a distance
shown with an eerie bluish white hue that only served to emphasize the two blood-red
inverted tear drops at their corners, matched by a larger one on his forehead. "Damn, I
guess we'd better be leaving guys. Us demons really have to be careful around four
hundred year old trolls." His voice was rich and deep, betraying none of his dark
intentions. If indeed there were any.
The outsider to his direct left threw back his hood at some unseen signal. "Yes,
perhaps this paragon of matronly hideousness has a point. I fear that if she were to
look upon my visage much longer I shall turn to stone for surely she is a descendant
of the gorgons of old."
The first man looked momentarily bewildered but then said, "Uh....sure, whatever
you say, Kuno."
"Enough of this!" growled the one to the man identified as Kuno's left. "Get on with
it Ranma! Our time on this plane is short and my thirst for vengeance will be sated!"
Quietly, so only his companions could hear him Ranma said, "Geeze, you need to stop
hanging around Kuno. He's getting' to ya." His voice rose again, "Here's the deal.
You have an hour to give us the
amazon, Ku Lon or you will all be destroyed. Not that weren't not gonna kill you all
anyway but if we get to torture her for a few days I might just make your deaths
painless."
The other three nodded in agreement.
At first she wanted to laugh. It was just too funny. Four men, obviously sorcerers
or something pretending to be demons. Then when Ku Lon saw her Great-grand-
mothers eyes fixed on the man who had just and she followed the gaze only then
did she pay any attention to the strange tattoos he possessed. Swiveling
back to her Great-grandmothers face something struck her as odd: The old bitch looked
ready to piss al over herself. Then the conversation picked up again.
"Enough of this!" growled on of the still hooded men. He sounded strained with
emotion: rage in particular. "Get on with it Ranma! Our time on this plane is short
and my thirst for vengeance will be sated!"
"Here's the deal. You have an hour to give us the amazon Ku Lon or you will all be
destroyed. Not that weren't not gonna kill you all anyway but if we get to torture her
for a few days I might just make your deaths painless," ordered Ranma. The words
were carried on an unnaturally bitter and fetid breeze that promised untold suffering
and pain.
Ku Lon gasped as she heard her name and against her will she began to cry. The
way the demon or sorcerer or whatever he was had made his demand had assured
her that she would die.
All eyes turned from the quartet to Su Lin Mao, the oldest of all elders and undisputedly
the greatest warrior in amazon history. She began to draw herself up to speak but
a sunbeam breached clouds no one realized were there and carried with it a vision
of divine beauty only marred by the combat golden combat armor and massive
broadsword she wore.
Ranma sneered at her. "Ah, Bell-chan. I was wondering when you would show up.
It won't change the outcome of this day but your presence has served to lighten
my spirits greatly."
"What a vision of loveliness. So much like your sisters yet so innocent and....delicious,"
said Kuno. He looked at her hungrily and continued, "Are your they well? When
last I saw them they were rather distracted." The four men laughed uproariously.
Belldandy, trembling in impotent rage drew her massive sword and lunged towards
Kuno at incredible speed shouting, "Die, bastard!!!" She never reached him as an
upraised hand from Ranma and a bolt of pure, demonic blackness drove her through
the wall and into the village.
"Remember, one hour. And don't think of resisting. If a goddess can't stop us what
will you do?" With his message delivered Ranma, Kuno and his two yet to be revealed
companions disappeared in a cloud of acrid black smoke.
More author's notes: Whaddya think of the prologue to 'Demon's Dawning'?
