Half of What I Used to Be
Shadow Knight
Chapter 1: Shame
Disclaimer: I never owned the wonderful Ranma 1/2 show and I never will.
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Well, this was a new idea. Although I know I probably shouldn't start a new story since I'm battling with Broken, Dancing in the Dark, Forsaken Memories (slowly dying. . . ), and Snow White and the Seven Cursed (slowly dying also. . . ).
ANYWAYS- My idea was to create a story where suppose one of the Ranma gang did something horrible. . .to another person. This person didn't do it all on their own though. They had a little push.
Plus there's an insanity factor.
NOTE: P.O.V.'s will focus on the predator. But in this story you have to figure out who the victim and the predator are. And probably most importantly. . . why?
Interested? I hope so.
Hope you enjoy the fic. ^_^
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I. . I didn't mean to do it.
It was just an accident. . . just an accident. . . .
When I did it. . . I. . . was being rash. . .
It was all. . . just an accident. . . .
God save my soul. . . .I had committed a horrible sin. . .
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Opening my eyes slowly, they seemed dreadfully heavy. Cheerful sunlight streamed through my window and burned my eyes like acid. A grimace harrowed my features.
I hated it.
Looking down at my pale hands I didn't see the familiar appendages I had come to know, I saw something foreign to me. My skin seemed darkened with sin. My fingers started to twitch erratically, gaining a life of their own. Words began ushering forth in my mind with frantic whispers.
. . . . .Dirty hands. . . Dirty. . . So dirty. . . had to get them clean. . . they were so filthy. . .
. . . . . .Scratch. . . scratch it off. . . . Scratch off the filth. . . scratch off the dirty skin. . . be clean. . . scratch it off. . .
. . . . They're still dirty. . . they wont become clean. . . .sinful hands. . . stained. . . oh so dirty. . . .
I stopped scratching. No, . . . I couldn't break down like this. Then they'd all know what I did. They'd know I wasn't being good.
Stepping out of my bed, I carefully folded the sheets back onto my mattress in a neat pile. I couldn't change my habits. . . they'd notice . . . .
Then I moved to my face. As I saw myself in the dim mirror near my bed, I saw dark rings under my eyes, almost as if two black half circles. They seemed to sink into my face. My cheeks were pale and shallow, skin tight over my bones. My hair was a tangled mess as I brushed it out.
I had to work on my face now. . . they couldn't see that I was a scared demon. . . .
Sneaking to the bathroom stealthily, I lathered my hands in the cheap bar of soap lying on the counter. As bubbles foamed around my hands, I wondered if just for a moment. . . the soap could wash away the dirt on my hands. . . the filth. . . .
Reaching up to my dismal eyes, I tried vainly to scrub away at the shallow dips beneath my eyes. I tried to erase the darkened frown on my face. With a sigh, I stared at the person in the mirror. It was someone I couldn't recognize. Someone very naughty. . .so. . .naughty. . . .
I pinched and scrubbed roughly at my cheeks in several spots, trying to regain some color in them. Looking back at myself, I could see a person that wasn't such a ghoul anymore. . . but still. . . no good.
Grabbing a jacket from my closet, I crept down the stairs, a fake smile plastered on my face. It was all an act, all to prevent me from breaking down. To stop them from seeing my sweaty palms and nervous eyes.
To stop them from seeing whom I really was now. . .
They couldn't see that I had changed. . .
And that I had done something bad.
I didn't mean to do it. . . but I did it anyways.
Now as I thought about it more. . . a grin grew on my face.
I couldn't stop once I started. . . . I had to do it.
But I didn't worry about it. No. . .not about them.
They wouldn't find out what I had done. . . .
Because they wouldn't find the corpse.
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Well. . . interesting? I hope so. BIG NOTE FOR READERS: In each chapter following there will be one person of the Ranma gang knocked off the list of suspects and such. You'll have to figure out who's knocked off by the clues provided.
Hope you guys enjoyed it. I know I'm gonna have fun with this one. ^_^
Please be nice and review.
Thanx.
Ciao. ^_~
Shadow Knight
Chapter 1: Shame
Disclaimer: I never owned the wonderful Ranma 1/2 show and I never will.
~
Well, this was a new idea. Although I know I probably shouldn't start a new story since I'm battling with Broken, Dancing in the Dark, Forsaken Memories (slowly dying. . . ), and Snow White and the Seven Cursed (slowly dying also. . . ).
ANYWAYS- My idea was to create a story where suppose one of the Ranma gang did something horrible. . .to another person. This person didn't do it all on their own though. They had a little push.
Plus there's an insanity factor.
NOTE: P.O.V.'s will focus on the predator. But in this story you have to figure out who the victim and the predator are. And probably most importantly. . . why?
Interested? I hope so.
Hope you enjoy the fic. ^_^
~
I. . I didn't mean to do it.
It was just an accident. . . just an accident. . . .
When I did it. . . I. . . was being rash. . .
It was all. . . just an accident. . . .
God save my soul. . . .I had committed a horrible sin. . .
~
Opening my eyes slowly, they seemed dreadfully heavy. Cheerful sunlight streamed through my window and burned my eyes like acid. A grimace harrowed my features.
I hated it.
Looking down at my pale hands I didn't see the familiar appendages I had come to know, I saw something foreign to me. My skin seemed darkened with sin. My fingers started to twitch erratically, gaining a life of their own. Words began ushering forth in my mind with frantic whispers.
. . . . .Dirty hands. . . Dirty. . . So dirty. . . had to get them clean. . . they were so filthy. . .
. . . . . .Scratch. . . scratch it off. . . . Scratch off the filth. . . scratch off the dirty skin. . . be clean. . . scratch it off. . .
. . . . They're still dirty. . . they wont become clean. . . .sinful hands. . . stained. . . oh so dirty. . . .
I stopped scratching. No, . . . I couldn't break down like this. Then they'd all know what I did. They'd know I wasn't being good.
Stepping out of my bed, I carefully folded the sheets back onto my mattress in a neat pile. I couldn't change my habits. . . they'd notice . . . .
Then I moved to my face. As I saw myself in the dim mirror near my bed, I saw dark rings under my eyes, almost as if two black half circles. They seemed to sink into my face. My cheeks were pale and shallow, skin tight over my bones. My hair was a tangled mess as I brushed it out.
I had to work on my face now. . . they couldn't see that I was a scared demon. . . .
Sneaking to the bathroom stealthily, I lathered my hands in the cheap bar of soap lying on the counter. As bubbles foamed around my hands, I wondered if just for a moment. . . the soap could wash away the dirt on my hands. . . the filth. . . .
Reaching up to my dismal eyes, I tried vainly to scrub away at the shallow dips beneath my eyes. I tried to erase the darkened frown on my face. With a sigh, I stared at the person in the mirror. It was someone I couldn't recognize. Someone very naughty. . .so. . .naughty. . . .
I pinched and scrubbed roughly at my cheeks in several spots, trying to regain some color in them. Looking back at myself, I could see a person that wasn't such a ghoul anymore. . . but still. . . no good.
Grabbing a jacket from my closet, I crept down the stairs, a fake smile plastered on my face. It was all an act, all to prevent me from breaking down. To stop them from seeing my sweaty palms and nervous eyes.
To stop them from seeing whom I really was now. . .
They couldn't see that I had changed. . .
And that I had done something bad.
I didn't mean to do it. . . but I did it anyways.
Now as I thought about it more. . . a grin grew on my face.
I couldn't stop once I started. . . . I had to do it.
But I didn't worry about it. No. . .not about them.
They wouldn't find out what I had done. . . .
Because they wouldn't find the corpse.
~
Well. . . interesting? I hope so. BIG NOTE FOR READERS: In each chapter following there will be one person of the Ranma gang knocked off the list of suspects and such. You'll have to figure out who's knocked off by the clues provided.
Hope you guys enjoyed it. I know I'm gonna have fun with this one. ^_^
Please be nice and review.
Thanx.
Ciao. ^_~