Disclaimer: Don't own Ranma or Yugioh
Let us begin the story of the ages, yeah right.
"Leave us, you are not my child..."
"Get this piece of junk away from me freak..."
"You dishonour our family..."
"Worthless Ronin..."
"Shampoo Kill..."
The cruel flashes never stopped until on last sentence, one that was not like the others
"You are worth more then them for you are Ranma, the avatar of a Priestess among thieves..."
The girl got up gasping, the nightmares had returned, looking around she noticed many others asleep on the bus, getting off at her stop she started to think about her nightmares and only thing that stood between her and complete insanity. The ring necklace she had bought, it harboured a soul, an ancient soul, her only friend left in the world. Smiling she looked up and went into a nearby games shop, her eyes drifting over the packets till she saw a particular one, picking it up and paying the old man that worked there the money she walked out, opening the packet. In it were many cards, of many things but what caught her eye was a special set of cards, she had just finished Exodia...