Bloodlust

Prelude

By CH33T4H GRL

Co written and edited by The Senshi of Valis

CH33T4H: Hey everyone, this is a fusion between Ranma ½ and the Playstation 2 game Bloodrayne. This is an idea that has been floating around in my head for a bit and wanted to get it down on paper and see how it sounded. Please tell me what all of you think and tell me if I should continue this or not. I don't own either series so nyah.

"Fucking bastard!" Rayne gasped, holding her side in pain where the dhampir had actually managed to strike her with his blade before making his way off and escaping. It was a stupid mistake, and a rookie one on top of that yet she fell for it hook, line and sinker.

She had learned of ten, ten damn more relatives from her father's side, half brothers and sisters and most of them where in Japan. Most of them was trying to start back up the Cult of Kagan though one of them there wasn't much on. It was like he was one step ahead of the Brimstone Society's information network as everytime they seemed to track him down he moved again. At the moment he was believed to be staying in a place called Nerima. The strange part was that he wasn't really that old, in fact he was still a teenager which led Rayne to find out that Kagan was still actually alive which gave Rayne the satisfaction of hunting the bastard down and cutting his head off herself which gave her so much satisfaction.

"Damn it." Rayne sighed as the wound finally finished closing up and healing. "You may have gotten away but when I catch up I'll rip your fucking heart out!"

Pulling the map she had of the area out and the list of names of the people she was hunting out she looked for the direction the dhampir had ran off in and compared it to the map. Apparently he was heading for a place called Nerima…The same Nerima her youngest half brother was. Coinicedence?

"I think not." Rayne mumbled looking for shelter as the morning sun was starting to come up. True it wouldn't kill her, especially after being on the wrong end of an experiment gone wrong which increased her resistance to most stuff that harmed her naturally, it didn't mean that she enjoyed the pain it brought, even it wasn't as bad as it once was.

Blood Rayne

Ranma sighed as she sat under the bridge over the drainage canal, throwing another stone and watching it skip four times over the water. It had been getting so much worse lately, the so called friends and fiancés treating her like she was worthless trash. Even her own father treated her like garbage, throwing all of his responsibilities on her shoulders. It wasn't her fault all of the stuff he did and yet she had to pay for it. She had to suffer all the abuse from her so called fiancé and her damn hammer. She had to put up with an insane kendoist and his twisted sister. She had to put up with damn Amazons who believed he was either a piece of property or an obstacle for killing. She had to put up with an eternally lost pig who blamed everything wrong in his life on her. She had to deal with a mercenary making her life hell as well as a multitude of other rivals, enemies, so called friends out to make her life an even bigger hell and a new fiancé every other day. In short she was sick of it.

If that wasn't enough stress though, there were strange things going on with her body that she didn't understand. She knew that there were differences between girls and boys and that she should feel different when she changed between the two genders but having any water actually make her feel uncomfortable because of a burning sensation, the same burning sensation she seemed to be developing to sunlight. It all started when she received her curse but the newest thing was starting to scare her. She was having dreams of hurting the people who hurt her, she was dreaming of tearing them apart and drinking their blood. It made her disgusted with herself, especially when she thought about it and actually felt a craving for blood. What the hell was she turning into, a vampire?

She couldn't help laughing a little at that, there was no such things as vampires. Sure her world had been turned upside down numerous times when she found out stuff that should not exist really does. It was impossible for vampires and werewolves and stuff like that to exist though, wasn't it?

"There is no way I'm turning into a vampire." Ranma sighed then froze as she felt someone press into her back and wrap their arms around her groping her.

"My pigtail goddess!" A irritatingly familiar voice cried out in joy mere moments before he was launched into the air until he became just a speck on the horizon.

"Pervert!" Ranma growled, shaking her head as she turned to walk away from her faveourite thinking place and head back into the hell that was her so called home for the last year. "Honestly…You think he would have learned by now."

"Ranko!" A new voice exclaimed making her spirits drop even more. True she loved her mother very much but it hurt so much having to hide from her every time that she came over. It just wasn't fair, she was so close to her mother but she might as well have been on the other side of the world.

"Auntie Saotome!" Ranma cried with false cheerfulness as the woman came closer to her.

"What's wrong Ranko honey?" Nodoka asked in a worried tone.

"Its…Its nothing." Ranma lied smiling more. She usually couldn't lie to save her life but for some reason it became easier and easier to lie to the older woman. It was something that Ranma wasn't proud of and was actually very ashamed of.

"You know that you can always talk to me honey." Nodoka said reaching out to cup Ranma's chin and look her in the eyes.

"I know, Auntie." Ranko sighed. She wasn't sure but for a moment she thought she saw disappointment in Nodoka's eyes before the woman released her.

"Come on honey, I'll walk you home." Nodoka said as she turned and left towards the dojo with Ranma keeping pace

Blood Rayne

Nodoka sighed as she walked the younger redhead back to the dojo. She knew something was bothering the poor girl but she didn't know what. She felt as if Ranko was her own child and if she didn't know better she would say that she was except that she never had a daughter. Those eyes though, everytime she looked into them it was like looking into her son's eyes. She remembered those eyes all those years ago when she felt it was best to let Genma take him and train him. Back then she trusted that man, she believed that he would train Ranma and teach him right from wrong and bring him home for many visits. Instead, he never came home and the only times she ever heard anything about him was when bill collectors showed up to demand payment for something he did.

Nodoka was distracted by her thoughts to stop an angry sounding Akane storm out of the Dojo just as they were opening the door and smash Ranko over the head with a mallet along with a cry of "PERVERT!"

"RANKO!" Nodoka cried out in shock as she dropped to her knees and check on the unconscious redhead.

"A-Auntie?" Akane gasped in shock as if just realizing that the older woman was standing there.

"How could you?" Nodoka demanded in rage as she glared the now nervous girl.

"You don't understand." Akane said nervously as she fidgeted.

"The hell I don't, you just hit someone over the head with a damn mallet!" Nodoka growled, "Get Kasumi to help me with Ranko then have everyone meet at the table."

"B-But…" Akane stammered.

"NOW!" Nodoka screamed in fury before the girl turned around to run back inside with tears starting to fall.