Into The Cold
It's cold. So very cold. I can't even see straight anymore, but I know I must go on. I smile in spite of myself. I look over to the left and see a few people taking shelter from the harsh winds by a large outcropping of rocks. The amazons who live in the mountains know why I am here. The village's people are all inside their huts at the base of the mountain. Inside, where it is warm. I'm not. I can't go in. I must go on. I feel nothing. I don't get frostbite for some reason. Another one of the strange things I have discovered about myself recently. I wear normal clothes. Well normal for spring time. A regular fleece jacket over a t-shirt. But it doesn't bother me. I just know that it is cold. I take another step an stop to look around. The snow drifts and being torn at y the wind, sending icy snow up in spiralling torrents. I laugh again. I don't care. I wish I could stop this. But it must be done. I throw more sorrow into my soul of ice, making the winds grow in strength and the temperature drop another five degrees. A tornado of freezing energy expands away from my body. I see people run. I must be strong an go on. For Akane. I remember how little time has passed since I last had to save her. I do not understand why people must hate me. I try not to be so arrogant anymore. I know that I might not be the best, but I know that because I am one of the best, people must live to defeat me. I smile again and laugh my dry laugh that I have been doing for the past week as I trained for this. This guy has nothing on Saffron. Saffron was a cakewalk to this guy. But he is not going to walk away from this. I know that I may not either. But I have always been in search of the great adventure. And death is the only adventure. I look at him standing in the clearing. He looks like a normal man, only pure evil. Some demon that some one from Phoenix mountain released on me. Probably that old squire. He smiles as I approach and I see Akane in her crystal prison. I do not smile. Nor do I grow angry. I stand in front of him and stare at him.
"Ranma Saotome, prepare to die." The hellspawn says. I finally smile and speak one sentence to him.
"I long for combat."
Travin