I do not own Ranma 1/2. If I did I wouldn't of written this fanfic.

Lost In THe Woods Of Death.

Wham! "Ranma no baka!" "Stupid Tomboy!"

The sounds of yelling could be heard all over the city, yet no one noticed the boy flying through the sky. It was just another normal night for the residents of Nerima. Akane looked at the stars for a moment before she headed back inside the dojo. "Stupid Ranma making fun of my cooking all the time. Why can't he just say something nice for once?" Up above all the houses about twenty miles away, Ranma crawled himself out of the huge crater he had created when he finally landed. "Damn that hurts. I've had enough of this crap, as soon as I get home it's over. Now...where am I?" He looked around noticing that he wasn't near the city anymore. He walked around trying to figure out where he was. After five hours of walking he stopped, totally lost and hungry. "Great just great now I'm lost. Akane's gonna pay when I get home. " Ranma looked around looking for anybody that could help him find his way back, but sadly found nothing not even a bug which was weird sinse he was in the woods. something didn't feel right. There wasn't any nature sounds or animals roaming around and Ranma felt as if he was being watched. Suddenly everything became dark and he felt pain all over his body. He tried to move his body but it didn't respond to his demands. "Ranma" Something called out to him, something he felt he knew but couldn't remember. "Ranma" Finally the pain stopped and he was able to move again. "Ranma" He turned around and his jaw dropped. In front of his eyes was a river with bright light flowing through it. On the other side was an endless amount of food. He couldn't believe his eyes! It was like he was in heaven or something very close to it. He took one step towards the river. "Ranma" That voice again. Why did it sound some familar Ranma thought before he took another step. "Ranma come back" He stopped again. Why did the voice seem so familar. It felt like it was somebody he cared for very deeply but couldn't remember. "Don't go baka" Then it hit him. He knew who was calling out to him, it was Akane. "She must not want me to eat the food so she can try to poison me again. Not this time!" He took two more steps. "Please" "I won't fall for that trick again. The food all mine. He took another step, right into the river and crossed it. As he reached the food, the other side began to disappear into the darkness. The voice faded leaving Ranma alone. Ranma looked around noticing in the distance a city he's never seen before glowing in bright lights. He started walking towards the closest building. On the building was the sign "Goddess help line"

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"Please wake up"

Akane cried Ranma's hospital bed. They had found him two days ago out cold with blood coming out from his cracked skull. He has yet to awaken. The doctors fear he never will, the wound was very serious. She continue to beg for him to wake up, but he never did. He died five hours later.

Well this was a short story. I thought of this while I was in bed one night thinking about what would happen if Akane had hit Ranma too hard with her Mallet.

This story is a one shot deal but if enough people email me saying they want more then I might write more for it. Thanks for reading.

Email me at The river is the river styx from western myths at least I think it's from western myths.