Dark Fangs, Metal Claws
Prologue
Demonic Encounter!!
Disclaimer : I do not own Ranma ½ or any anime that is within this fic.
\\…// thoughts
"…" speech
[…] telepathic
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"What?… who's there?… show your self!! "
said, Ranma Saotome, as he looked around the roof.
He had decided to spend the night up there to avoid his father and Akane.
"I see your mothers spell worked perfectly my son" said a deep guttural voice.
Looking to where the voice came from Ranma started to focus his chi within himself so he could spring a quick attack in case the person chose to attach him.
"Ohh? I see someone has thought you how to use chi, how, quaint" said the voice which seem to come from all around.
Standing up and flaring his battle aura Ranma replied, "Come out now you coward and face me like a man"
Laughing the voice said, "face you like a man, (chuckles) are you sure you should be telling some one that… when you your self is hardly a real man?"
Seething in rage at that comment Ranma replied in barely suppressed rage, "Yea well why don't you show your self, so I can show you what I can do! after all Ranma Saotome never losses"
Laughing the voice said,
"very well, but you will see the folly of your ways… to take me on now, is very foolish and rash son…"
With that a man appeared before Ranma whom jumped back slightly in surprise.
Ranma looked his opponent from head to toe evaluating the man power.
The man before him was wearing what seem to be a formal suit that British nobles would wear back in the time when civilization was just coming around he had a black cape flowing in the wind, and two fangs that seem to call to him.
Smiling at his opponent Ranma said,
"You seem to think highly of yourself… but Ranma Saotome never loses!"
With that, Ranma started off his attack with a jump kick, which was blocked, twisting in mid air he did a reverse snap kick, which was also swatted away.
"Well I most say you have gained some skill and speed but your fighting style is all wrong, well I guess that can be corrected" smiling the man then continued.
"well I have assessed your fighting skill and like your brother its time for you to come home. good night."
Snarling Ranma replied
"less talking more fighting" and charged forward readying him self for the Amaguriken.
Shrugging the stranger stood in one spot waiting for the attack that he knew was coming.
Doing a quick three punch combo to get his opponent distracted from the real attack, Ranma smirked as he saw the stranger committed him self to a block that left his entire right side un guarded.
With a shout of,
"Kachu Tenshin Amaguriken" Ranma's fist blurred, breaking the sound barrier with the share speed.
Smirking has he saw each punch as if they said, here I am, dodge me, block me, do whatever you want. The stranger hands blurred has he match Ranma's speed and then surpassed it.
Stopping his attack and panting from exhaustion, Ranma stared in shock as he looked down at his bruised hands and his thorn shirt from the counter attack his opponent had hit him with.
\\ That's strange…I didn't feel when he hit me…//
That was when it hit, pain, unbelievable amount of pain, Screaming in pain Ranma fell to his knees as the pain started to intensify as other places that had been hit started to make it self known.
Hearing a Shout of,
"Demon's Cradle."
Ranma Felt as the whole world came crashing down on him and then there was darkness, and the pain faded.
Standing over Ranma's limp body the man smiled,
and said,
"You may be right, that Ranma Saotome never loses, but there was never a Ranma Saotome to begin with, there was only Ranma Maximorf … and you will always be Ranma Maximorf,"
With that the man sprouted a pair of black bat like wings, his figure distorting leaving what seems to be a demon.
Picking up Ranma's limp form, he flew off laughing At the chaos that was about to ensue.
TBC.