Angel
BY: Seraphim Doan
Disclaimer: You want one? Well go to my website to get a disclaimer. There's a bunch of them. You know what's the best one so far? It's: "Get real. Like I'm rich enuff to own any copyrights to these characters."
Created: 1999
Revised: Oct 21, 01
Chapter 1
Ranma suddenly woke up as he ignores the throbbing pain in his head. While his muscles called out and refusing to neither move nor budge. His eyes were still close; it didn't adjust to the bright light. It felt as if he had just fought a Katari. The sound of gunshots started to resonate causing Ranma more headaches.
Boom, Boom.
The sound of gunshots stop as it came directly in front of him. Ranma turn his head toward the direction of the sound originated and slowly open his eyes.
"Hello mister.-" Said the man in a lab coat looking like a doctor. He had a clipboard stretch arm length so that he could read it. He carefully flips over the papers that were on the clipboard as he read the information held within.
"-Ranma." Ranma completed the doctor sentence for him.
"Oh? Ranma. um what's your last name?"
"Just Ranma."
"Oh a ronin?" The doctor asked as he gave a startling little emphasis on the word ronin.
"What's wrong being a ronin?" Ranma replied back as he gave an equal amount of emphasis on the word ronin all the while glaring toward the doctor daring him to say something about it.
The doctor was unable to talk. The question Ranma had just given him was unexpected. Plus for the matter made the doctor think, "What wrong with being a ronin?"
"Um nothing. when the police brought you in here we thought you were dead. We were wrong when we check for your vital sign. So um the police said that they found you dehydrated, worn out, and you had many bruises and burnt mark. Care to explain what happen mister Ranma?"
"No, I don't care. Here's my insurance company," Said Ranma as he gave the doctor his insurance id card. The doctor was skeptical but he took the Ranma insurance card. He then stared for an unusual amount of time at the card that Ranma had handed over.
After several second Ranma was incline to ask in an impatient matter, "What's wrong?!"
"This is the Premium Romavo card!"
"What's the matter? I thought it was the best insurance there is?"
"H-how can you afford this?" The doctor asked. He was quite surprise that Ranma can afford this. Even with the doctor high pay rate he could never afford this insurance unless he compromise.
"None of your business," said Ranma in a stern voice before adding, "now hurries up with that card. Cause if I stay here any longer my mood will go sour."
"Um.y-yes sir."
"That's Ranma!"
***************
"Sigh." being currently outside Ranma was walking toward a bus stop. He then decided to take a walk toward his apartment.
The month was June and winter isn't creeping around until the late October. Being it at that, this left Ranma a day of sunshine (sunshine lollypop rainbo-ahem sorry about that back to story:) and a nice walk to his apartment.
"Hello Ranma."
Turning around to see the old lady he used to greet every morning Ranma responded, "Hello Mrs. Nobuchi."
"Why, what on earth are you doing all the way here?"
"Oh just." Pictures of a brawl last night Ranma had participate in cross his mind as he sweated. Nobuchi was always worrying about him. No need to ruin her day. "Err. I was visiting a friend. That it!"
"Now, now Ranma dear, I could tell if you're lying or not. Beside son you have such an innocent face that perhaps you can never lie. Have you gotten your self into a fight?"
Slumping his head down Ranma responding as if he was going to be punished if he confirms it, "Yes-but it wasn't my fault. He was giving some girls a hard time." Ranma whined.
"I know dear. Promise me you'll only fight where it is needed and unavoidable."
"Yes, Mrs. Nobuchi."
"Now about a girlfriend."
Ranma head slumped lower. All the while Mrs. Nobuchi rambles on about how she wanted to see grandchildren and that Ranma should get a girlfriend.
******************
(Crying was echoing in the background)
A child was standing there crying while trying to cover his face with his two hands. The boy's clothing were messy his shirt was dirty and his pant was darken due to the sand and dust that he have encountered.
All the while a man hovered just a foot away from the boy. The man was staring at the boy... towering over him, like a vulture that is waiting for it food to be dead before picking the flesh of its meal. The man emotions were hidden behind a sunglass. The man didn't attempt to do anything just stared at the boy.
A gleam flash across the man glasses and then he smirked.
"Worthless." The single word echoed throughout the environment they were in. Suddenly light flashes and then heaven started to pour down, the elixir of life-water.
*************
"HUH! Huff, huff." Ranma finally woke up from his dream. It was the same dream that he dreamt for years, the one that haunted him when he was a little child. The one that cause he to be what he is now.
Ranma became the best he can be. One of the psychological affects that effect his hidden needs. That is also hidden in the borders of the id, ego, and the super ego. Ranma have to be the best.
Ranma stalked toward the restroom and started to wash his face. Cleansing his face and leaving his mind on vigilant that this was reality while a while ago was just a dream. Just a memory.
******************
Somewhere in the deepest and most guarded fortress of all of Tokyo 3 was an office, Mister Gendo office to be precise. The room was well protected. Surrounding that office was 2-inch thick alloy call titanium.
(Gendo currently sitting on his chair while Fuyutsuki facing Gendo)
Gendo: "Have you located the third child?"
Fuyutsuki: "The task has been difficult but I believe we found him."
Gendo: "Really? How come it has taken this long?"
Fuyutsuki: "The child was the last place where we should have looked first. Gendo, the child is your son."
Gendo: "Hmm."
Gendo arms and hand were set on top of his table. His fingers were aligned making a pyramid as he look beyond the darkness of the room with a contemplating look. His pyramid of fingers had covered his smiles as he thought to himself.
*****************
Misato was currently outside nearby one of the many shops in Geo Tokyo shopping mall. Misato was currently wearing her usually outfit that consist of a red jacket, a black shirt inside, and a super short skirt.
"Hmm." said the purple bombshell as she stared into the shop. There were many pearls jewelry displaying where her line of eye sight were peering in. 'I wish I could buy one of those. But my paycheck wouldn't allow it. I still have a few payments due.' thought Misato as she looks toward her car.
"You know, pearls are once said to be the frozen tear of a god."
"Wa?" said Misato as she turned around to see a man that was a couple of inches taller than her with a long pigtail that was currently drape around his neck. The man was handsome with a body that any man would kill to have. His apparel consists of a red jacket with a white t-shirt and a baggy raver pant. There was a backpack behind his back.
"Hello, I'm guessing you're Misato Katsanagi?"
"Oh, so you're Ranma Saotome."
"Yea, come on. I don't have time to waste," said Ranma as he begins to walk away from Misato.
"H-hey where are you going?!"
"To my motorcycle. Relax, I'll follow you."
****************
"..."
"What's the matter?" Misato asked as she looks toward Ranma on the motorcycle. Currently Misato car and Ranma motorcycle are sitting on top of a subway.
"Is it legal to take a free ride on top of a subway plus to park your vehicle on it?!" Shouted Ranma his face was red due to his shouting.
"Eh.hehehe." Misato laughs embarrassingly as she held her open right hand up as if she was trying to apologize.
"Um, where did you learn how to take a ride on a subway?"
"Well, I was late to Nerv one day so I was driving faster than-"
"Define fast."
"About 120," Misato replied all the while her face was as if she has driving with this speed habitually. "So then I was dodging car along the bridge when a car out of nowhere came up. I break, lost control, and landed on this train to Nerv," continued Misato.
"Remind me to never let you drive me or follow you on a moving vehicle."
"Hey."
**************
Author notes: Hey there. I finally revised my Angel story! Oh wait I never did posted my Angel story. Oh well its new then for you guys.
Done: Oct 30, 01
BY: Seraphim Doan
Disclaimer: You want one? Well go to my website to get a disclaimer. There's a bunch of them. You know what's the best one so far? It's: "Get real. Like I'm rich enuff to own any copyrights to these characters."
Created: 1999
Revised: Oct 21, 01
Chapter 1
Ranma suddenly woke up as he ignores the throbbing pain in his head. While his muscles called out and refusing to neither move nor budge. His eyes were still close; it didn't adjust to the bright light. It felt as if he had just fought a Katari. The sound of gunshots started to resonate causing Ranma more headaches.
Boom, Boom.
The sound of gunshots stop as it came directly in front of him. Ranma turn his head toward the direction of the sound originated and slowly open his eyes.
"Hello mister.-" Said the man in a lab coat looking like a doctor. He had a clipboard stretch arm length so that he could read it. He carefully flips over the papers that were on the clipboard as he read the information held within.
"-Ranma." Ranma completed the doctor sentence for him.
"Oh? Ranma. um what's your last name?"
"Just Ranma."
"Oh a ronin?" The doctor asked as he gave a startling little emphasis on the word ronin.
"What's wrong being a ronin?" Ranma replied back as he gave an equal amount of emphasis on the word ronin all the while glaring toward the doctor daring him to say something about it.
The doctor was unable to talk. The question Ranma had just given him was unexpected. Plus for the matter made the doctor think, "What wrong with being a ronin?"
"Um nothing. when the police brought you in here we thought you were dead. We were wrong when we check for your vital sign. So um the police said that they found you dehydrated, worn out, and you had many bruises and burnt mark. Care to explain what happen mister Ranma?"
"No, I don't care. Here's my insurance company," Said Ranma as he gave the doctor his insurance id card. The doctor was skeptical but he took the Ranma insurance card. He then stared for an unusual amount of time at the card that Ranma had handed over.
After several second Ranma was incline to ask in an impatient matter, "What's wrong?!"
"This is the Premium Romavo card!"
"What's the matter? I thought it was the best insurance there is?"
"H-how can you afford this?" The doctor asked. He was quite surprise that Ranma can afford this. Even with the doctor high pay rate he could never afford this insurance unless he compromise.
"None of your business," said Ranma in a stern voice before adding, "now hurries up with that card. Cause if I stay here any longer my mood will go sour."
"Um.y-yes sir."
"That's Ranma!"
***************
"Sigh." being currently outside Ranma was walking toward a bus stop. He then decided to take a walk toward his apartment.
The month was June and winter isn't creeping around until the late October. Being it at that, this left Ranma a day of sunshine (sunshine lollypop rainbo-ahem sorry about that back to story:) and a nice walk to his apartment.
"Hello Ranma."
Turning around to see the old lady he used to greet every morning Ranma responded, "Hello Mrs. Nobuchi."
"Why, what on earth are you doing all the way here?"
"Oh just." Pictures of a brawl last night Ranma had participate in cross his mind as he sweated. Nobuchi was always worrying about him. No need to ruin her day. "Err. I was visiting a friend. That it!"
"Now, now Ranma dear, I could tell if you're lying or not. Beside son you have such an innocent face that perhaps you can never lie. Have you gotten your self into a fight?"
Slumping his head down Ranma responding as if he was going to be punished if he confirms it, "Yes-but it wasn't my fault. He was giving some girls a hard time." Ranma whined.
"I know dear. Promise me you'll only fight where it is needed and unavoidable."
"Yes, Mrs. Nobuchi."
"Now about a girlfriend."
Ranma head slumped lower. All the while Mrs. Nobuchi rambles on about how she wanted to see grandchildren and that Ranma should get a girlfriend.
******************
(Crying was echoing in the background)
A child was standing there crying while trying to cover his face with his two hands. The boy's clothing were messy his shirt was dirty and his pant was darken due to the sand and dust that he have encountered.
All the while a man hovered just a foot away from the boy. The man was staring at the boy... towering over him, like a vulture that is waiting for it food to be dead before picking the flesh of its meal. The man emotions were hidden behind a sunglass. The man didn't attempt to do anything just stared at the boy.
A gleam flash across the man glasses and then he smirked.
"Worthless." The single word echoed throughout the environment they were in. Suddenly light flashes and then heaven started to pour down, the elixir of life-water.
*************
"HUH! Huff, huff." Ranma finally woke up from his dream. It was the same dream that he dreamt for years, the one that haunted him when he was a little child. The one that cause he to be what he is now.
Ranma became the best he can be. One of the psychological affects that effect his hidden needs. That is also hidden in the borders of the id, ego, and the super ego. Ranma have to be the best.
Ranma stalked toward the restroom and started to wash his face. Cleansing his face and leaving his mind on vigilant that this was reality while a while ago was just a dream. Just a memory.
******************
Somewhere in the deepest and most guarded fortress of all of Tokyo 3 was an office, Mister Gendo office to be precise. The room was well protected. Surrounding that office was 2-inch thick alloy call titanium.
(Gendo currently sitting on his chair while Fuyutsuki facing Gendo)
Gendo: "Have you located the third child?"
Fuyutsuki: "The task has been difficult but I believe we found him."
Gendo: "Really? How come it has taken this long?"
Fuyutsuki: "The child was the last place where we should have looked first. Gendo, the child is your son."
Gendo: "Hmm."
Gendo arms and hand were set on top of his table. His fingers were aligned making a pyramid as he look beyond the darkness of the room with a contemplating look. His pyramid of fingers had covered his smiles as he thought to himself.
*****************
Misato was currently outside nearby one of the many shops in Geo Tokyo shopping mall. Misato was currently wearing her usually outfit that consist of a red jacket, a black shirt inside, and a super short skirt.
"Hmm." said the purple bombshell as she stared into the shop. There were many pearls jewelry displaying where her line of eye sight were peering in. 'I wish I could buy one of those. But my paycheck wouldn't allow it. I still have a few payments due.' thought Misato as she looks toward her car.
"You know, pearls are once said to be the frozen tear of a god."
"Wa?" said Misato as she turned around to see a man that was a couple of inches taller than her with a long pigtail that was currently drape around his neck. The man was handsome with a body that any man would kill to have. His apparel consists of a red jacket with a white t-shirt and a baggy raver pant. There was a backpack behind his back.
"Hello, I'm guessing you're Misato Katsanagi?"
"Oh, so you're Ranma Saotome."
"Yea, come on. I don't have time to waste," said Ranma as he begins to walk away from Misato.
"H-hey where are you going?!"
"To my motorcycle. Relax, I'll follow you."
****************
"..."
"What's the matter?" Misato asked as she looks toward Ranma on the motorcycle. Currently Misato car and Ranma motorcycle are sitting on top of a subway.
"Is it legal to take a free ride on top of a subway plus to park your vehicle on it?!" Shouted Ranma his face was red due to his shouting.
"Eh.hehehe." Misato laughs embarrassingly as she held her open right hand up as if she was trying to apologize.
"Um, where did you learn how to take a ride on a subway?"
"Well, I was late to Nerv one day so I was driving faster than-"
"Define fast."
"About 120," Misato replied all the while her face was as if she has driving with this speed habitually. "So then I was dodging car along the bridge when a car out of nowhere came up. I break, lost control, and landed on this train to Nerv," continued Misato.
"Remind me to never let you drive me or follow you on a moving vehicle."
"Hey."
**************
Author notes: Hey there. I finally revised my Angel story! Oh wait I never did posted my Angel story. Oh well its new then for you guys.
Done: Oct 30, 01
