A Nautilus Production

By Capt. Nemo

Okay folks, I have been in contact with Porthos112, and have found out that he likes the idea. We still have some things to work out, but we are working on it. In the time line with his work, this will be about a week after his last chapter takes place. In this story, as you have already guessed, it will his grandfather telling the story.

On other things, I already have chapters 1-12 planned out. A lot of this will take place in the past with jumps to the future about every other chapter. As you know I was having trouble finding a name for Ranma's grandfather, nobody liked Ranma being named after his grandfather.

I would also like to say something about my grammer and spelling. I was not the best student in english class, the only real thing got me through the course was my fanfiction. Writing has helped me improve beyond measure, infact you can see the progression of my improvment with the stories that I write. If you read my first fanfics, you will find them full of bad grammer and punctuations. You simply can not read them. To any one out there who says that they can not write, I tell you that you can. If you can let your imagination go free, you have taken the first steps in writing a story, any story.

I would also like anounce the upcoming release of a new fanfic. This one is about the Ranma characters writing their own fanfiction. So be on the look out for 'FanFiction 1/2'

Now it's time for those famouse word

On with the story

Origins

Chapter 2: Thought, Questions, and Telling a Story

'I can't believe that she hit me that hard.' Ranma thought to herself. She had been out for a run when Shampoo had come out of nowhere on her bike of doom and had smashed right into him, causing him to go into a daze. About then Kodachi had hit them with paralyzing powder. She had them started to drag him off when a sun shower hit, causing him change. Kodachi didn't notice the change until they where approching the Kuno manor. When she did notice, she started to beat her with gym clubs. By this time the powder had begun to wear off. After a sever beating, Ranma had been able to start to fight back. When she finnaly had been able to get away, she went to check on Shampoo. Finding that the Amazon was gone, she decided to head home. On the way home she decided to stop at the canal and do some thinking.

"Well, I better head on home. Kasumi should have dinner ready soon." She said to herself. Walking up the slope of the canal, she saw a couple of kids playing around on the bridge, they looked to be playing a game tag. she had never really had a chance to play with kids her age when she was young. The panda had dragged her from town to town, from dojo to dojo, never staying in one place for long. Yes, she was one of the greatest martial artist the ever lived, yes she had done what people had said was impossible. She had even done and seen things that people could never dream of. The question that she kept asking herself was was it all worth it.

"Is the life I have what I want it to be? Am I happy with who I am? Can I go on like I have in the past? What can I do about the engagments? Why can't I answer them." She said to noone.

As she got closer to the tenfo training hall she could smell Kasumi's cooking. "I know who I want to marry, but I can't ever tell her. So many things keep getting in the way, and when I finnaly get up the courage to tell her, one of the others shows up." She said to her self as she walked in to the house, changing into her house slippers that where a bit too big for her.

"Boy, where have you been?" her father asked her as she walked into the family room

"Now calm down son. I am sure she has an explanation for where she has been. I fact I think I saw her sitting beside a bridge that I crossed. Though I did not know at that time that she was my grandson, or currently granddaughter." the older man said with a laugh. Ranma had not noticed him when she came into the room untill he had spoken.

"Pardon me sir, but do I know you?" Ranma asked. She was a little put off by the burn scars on his face. Having seen worse in her life, she wasn't too appaled.

"I don't think that you do. My name is Shinji Saotome, I'm your grandfather." The man said witha slight smile. " I haven't seen you since you where about two, Unfortunantly, I had to go away on business, so I didn't get a chance to see you again. By the time I got back, you and your father, my son, had left on your infamous training trip."

"So your my grandfather?" Ranma asked standing in the middle of the room, with a confused look on her face.

"Yes I am. Now sit down, I have a story to tell, and unlike some stories, this will take many days to tell. The story that I am about to tell is that of our clan. This story is about how we became what we are and who we are." He said in a serious tone of voice. "I will tell you this now, after you hear this story you will have a choice, you can accept the challenge that will be handed down to you, or you can refuse. Before you accept this challenge, you must here the story first. Are you ready?"

"Is it okay if I get some hot water first?"

"Yes you may. I was wondering what you looked like as a boy, now go and change quickly. It must be interesting living with an actual curse." He said with a slight, soft smile on his lips. The kind of smile that only a granpparent can give to their grandchild.

"How did you know about my curse?"

"Your mother told me. Now hurry up."

A few minutes later Ranma emerged out of the kitchen as a guy. He then sat down at the table with everyone else.

"Okay, Now first let us eat before we begin the story." Shinji said, and everyone agreed.

After supper had been finish and cleaned up, everyone gathered around the table again, even Happosi had shown up to listen.

"Now to begin. This story begins in fudeal Japan. Back then the Saotome's held title to a little bit of land outside of what is now Hiroshima. It was enough to support the family and those that lived there, and not much else. The family was of low nobility and the other nobels saw them as weak and ignorient farmers. In court when we would offer good advice, the others would just laugh at them calling them stupid, only to present it the next week and be hailed as great wise men. They wanted to get rid of the Saotome clan, they us as holding them back from what thye thought that they where destined for. One of them was accually related to the empirore, and had been seeking the throne for quite some time. He then decided on a course of action that would change the fate of them all."

Fudeal Japan, Hiroshima

"As you all know, the empiorer is my cousin, and the he also has no hiers. Gentlemen if you follow me, I promise you the land, wealth, and power that we all deserve." man at the head of the table said.

"We are all with you, as we have always been." One of the others, speaking for them all.

"Good, here is the plan." The man at the head of the table laid out a plan. A plan that they saw would not fail. Their was only one question

"Who do we blame the assination of the empiorer on?" One of the nobels asked.

"Thats easy, who else but the ones that have been holding us back from what we deserve, the Saotome clan."

To Be Continued.

A.N.

I would like to say something about my grammer and spelling. I was not the best student in english class, the only real thing got me through the course was my fanfiction. Writing has helped me improve beyond measure, infact you can see the progression of my improvment with the stories that I write. If you read my first fanfics, you will find them full of bad grammer and punctuations. You simply can not read them. To any one out there who says that they can not write, I tell you that you can. If you can let your imagination go free, you have taken the first steps in writing a story, any story.

Thanks for reading every one. See you next time.