Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story and do not plan on using this fiction for any monitory gain.
(A.N.) Reading the reviews I'm glad people like what I'm trying to put across. I'm also very grateful to those of you who have offered help that made me rethink the way I started writing and apologies to those I confused with the way I wrote before.
Special thanks to pspinler and RS as it was your words that really made me rethink what i was doing. Thanks guys.
Special note to Apienkoss I'll try not to ask to many questions but there is a lot about the Gold Digger comic's i don't know so thanks and for the offer I'll most definitely take you up on it.
To the rest of my reviewers thanks for the support.
Enjoy the rewrite.
Prologue
Near mid morning the still air is crisp from the cold night, close to a not long dead campfire two figures lay asleep
in each others arms wrapped in a slightly old ruffled sleeping bag.
The first figure young man a person might place in and around his late teens to early twenties of Asian decent
handsome by some standards. His hair long and must run to his mid back about six foot two at a guess his body
lean but well muscled even in sleep as he is now he's ready but relaxed constantly aware, ready for the attack even
while holding the other in his arms.
The second a young woman looking close to the same age, of more European decent with what could be described as
a almost divine beauty with a hint of wicked to balance things out. A heart shape face donned with three marks one on
her forehead and one under each eye for those who who would not recognize the significance of them would believe
them triable in origin. Her hair long dark, her body tanned and lean but without the obvious muscle of the man holding
her, with an almost hourglass figure and would stand at a hight of five foot ten inches.
Ranma and Mara the names that fit with the description both seem content to sleep secure in know the other is with them.
Mara Ex-demon turned to the light when she fell in love with a mortal, now Demon-Goddess Class One Category One
of Sex, Warriors and Children. Adopted child of Bastet and Sakhmet so you can see where she gets her vocations
Ranma Ex-heir Of the anything goes school of martial arts before he renounced his family name and became a wanderer,
now Ranma immortal grandmaster of the hand of the immortal school of martial arts.
How did they meet? And why are they in a sleeping bag in the middle of nowhere? Well as to how they met that is a long and complicated story which is better told another time. Why are they in the middle of nowhere well thats simple their on their
honeymoon. A camping tour of Europe and the British Isles at the moment their in their last destinationsomewhere in northern
Scotland.
The newly married couple (well I say newly they've been married for over seven months but I'm sure that must still count as
newly married) are woke by the sounds of battle not more than a mile away at most. Looking at one another they nod quickly
get dressed ant packed up.
"Ranma Love, Sound like we stumbled in on a war should we head over and see if we can help?" Asked his wife.
"You should know me by now love its part of the code so I got to help" He replied referring to the martial art code to help
those who for what ever reason are unable to help them self.
"I know, I know its just that when ever we do a good dead it always comes back to haunt us in some way oranother. War
is not something I want to haunt us especially one we know anything about" she said ending with a sigh.
"Don't worry love we're not joining the war we are just going to make sure any innocents are removed from the lineof fire and
heal those who need it" he said trying to reassure her with a smile
"beside if we end up collecting any ghosts I'm sure if we ask Bell real nice, with a box of the chocolates she likes on hand
she'd exercise them right out"he added with a grin.
She laughed, not a cackle like she used to but a happy joyful laugh which she dose a lot of since she met him because he truly
dose make her happy.
"OK but you have to be the one to buy them" replied now smiling for the first time since they were shocked awake.
With the banter ended and their things packed and stored it in hammer space they quickly made their way in the direction the
sounds were coming form. It didn't take them to long to come to the first signs of battle I say battle but what they came across
was a sight that made Ranma's blood boil a single female were-cheetah trying to protect her children she was already battered
and bloody, half dead on her feet as the four were wolfs taunted and toyed with her.
He let out a growl and Mara new that look on her husbands face she shuddered that look always meant pain or death or both
to who ever was on the receiving end usual some demon who hand come after her to make a name of them selves or up their
careerer by punishing her her betrayal in taking the redemption offered and they all met the same thing a really ticked off
hubby.
"Hey how about you come play with me but somehow I don't thing you bunch of cowards like you four could handled
someone who isn't on the verge of death" Ranma growled out.
"Well look what we got here boy 's fresh meat, two weakling humans ready for the slaughter" the lead wolf said before
smacking the injured cheetah to the ground next to her kittens. The others just laughed without comment.
The pack of four moved toward him Mara moved around to the side. The lead took a quick swing going for the early kill but
to his and every one there except Mara who new to some extent what her husband was capable of. As the wolf try to pull
back thinking it fluke and that a mere human could never stand up to a werewolf's strength . Only to find the human easily able
to hold him but also the presser on his hand in crease to the point that he he felt some of the bones in his hand crack. Before
he could try anything else to Ranma slips his other hand to the wolf to wolfs shoulder a quick twist and push latter finds the
once cocky werewolf on the floor screaming with his right arm still in then possession of his would be victim.
"I hate it when he gets like this" Mara muttered to her self off to the side slowly making her way to the she cat and her kittens.
"Ranma stop playing with them and end it quick we got a mother and her children to worry about"she yelled to her husband
who was now settling in to what could only be described as a cat stance.
"Sorrrry Love, but you now the cat in me likes its games I'll be quick" He answered still looking at the pack as his finger tips
start to glow.
By now the three remaining up right werewolf's were not as sure as they once were. Here in front of them stood a human that
not only stopped but also dismembered on of the strongest among them with such ease that they didn't think giant was even
capable of. On top of that the 'human' was starting to sound like a cat and was in a stance that could only be depicted as a cat
ready to pounce. Now all in all this was enough to start them panicking but what really made them want to about face and run
for the hills was the fact that the glow that started at hi fingers were now shaped into three inch claws. So be being the proud
warriors they were they decided that the best coarse of action for their tribes safety was to make a tactical withdraw and warn
the rest and they did just that with their tales between their legs or at least they tried to.
"Not to day boys" said the they heard the human say as they started to run. "Not ever again" with that they all dropped and
blood spray every where.
For the second they moved Ranma was on them KI claws from the Master of the Neko-Ken rending them as easily as a well
forged Katana cuts through silk. Ranma having mastered the true version of the deadly style after having the corruptversion along with his fear purged form him by his mother-in-laws the sister wives the Goddesses Bastet and Sakhmet
The married couple then move quickly to the small pride to see how much can be done for them.
"I don't know who or what the two of you are, but I will thank you for saving my kittens"she said in between coughing
blood.
Ranma smiled sadly and replied. "hey now we going to save you to just you wait" he looked to his wife with a pleading look.
"I'm sorry Love i can't the damage to her is more that my healing magic can fix because of my duality, if Bell Was here she
would probably have more luck, but I'm sorry" she said sadly and looking apologetic towards the woman.
"Hey it's alright you saved my kits and thats enough for me" she sated drowsily from loss of blood.
"But, I will ask this of the two of you take my kit raise them as you would your own" she coughed a little blood before
continuing.
"Your strong, stronger than anyone I've ever seen of any race, please take them make them strong like you, the battle was
not going well when I left the kittens are more than like all thats left of my people please as my dieing wish" she pleaded.
The couple looked at one another for but a moment before Mara responded to the request "We'll take them, its a special
gift you give in them." she smiled although a sad one.
"I'll make sure their healthy and fed and my husband will make them stronger than the whole of your tribe once was and
we'll both know they are loved" she finished.
"Thank you" Was the last words the mother of the three little cheetah died the light in her eyes faded and a small smile
graced her lips.
Ranma closed her dead eyes as tears slip down his face. His wife hugged him close and comforted him as he always
took the death of someone personally.
"You know, I only new her for a moment but I could tell she would have been a great friend" he finally said.
"I know love, she did have something about her didn't she" she said in a quiet voice. Just then they were remained that
they were now the proud parents of three bouncing baby cheetahs as on of them cried.
Mara smiled "Sounds like someones hungry" she said to her husband.
Then frowned and said. " But i think we should do somewhere far away from here" Ranma nodded and got up.
"Hello little ones time for us to leave" and with that they picked the three kittens and in a flash of a teleportation spell curtsey of
Mara they where gone.
Not to long after and not to far away from where our couple and children left from. But on the now quiet battle field littered with bodies of werecheetah and wolf alike the seen could only be described as a 'blood bath' because that's mostly what was there.
A new figure walks tears flow down his face, a tall man around six foot with short blond hair thin and wearing close
that if any one was left to see would make think what in the nine hells is Indiana Jones doing in Scotland.
"Gone, all gone" just as the words left his mouth a faint cry could be heard in the rubble of a near by house.
He rushed to the rubble and carefully began to route through the wreck, when he finally moved enough of the wreckage away.
There he found the soon to be new member of his family. A baby girl what he would come come to believe the last of her kind
a werecheetah in the world.
"Well not all gone, and if I have anything to say about it never gone" and with that Theo Diggers left that with his tiny bundle held tightly in his arms.
TBC...