7/7/02
DeepQuote Presents...
Ranma, The Midnight Detective.
Disclaimer. Ranma and Nightwalker are not mine, I'm just borrowing them to amuse myself and my friends.
Author's Note: Edited to comply with rules.
My name is Ranma Shido. Or at least I think it is. You see, I don't know who I am. I know that, I am a vampire. I am writing this journal is to tell my story, so maybe someone in some other time will be able to understand. My story begins on a moonlit night somewhere in Tokyo, on the last night of my mortal life. The beginning is not clear in my mind for reasons, I will explain later. However I will do my best to describe my birth into the race of the damned.
The pale moon was on the only light in the pitch black sky, and the stars were simply pin holes in the curtain of night. I sat peacefully on a tree branch high above a nondescript park, simple enjoying the view which nature had provided me with. I was not alone that night, she was with me. I am not sure why we were there that night, but she sat beside me silently a smile on her lips. I was mortal then, I know because I can recall the faint beat of my heart, as she cuddled closer to me. I am not really sure how I met her, or even how we ended up in that tree.
What I do know about her doesn't amount to much.
She was beautiful woman, the kind of woman every man dreams about. The pale night only seemed to make her seem even more beautiful. Her blue eyes looking directly at me, as she sat there just silently staring at me. Pale skin and red hair gave her an ethereal quality as she made her move, kissing my neck slowly, as if she was tasting my skin. I don't know how I met her, I don't even know what I was to her. One thing was clear, she was to be my life, my death. You see my beloved was not human, and she would be the one to kill me.
Why? you might ask, or even how did I know? I just knew somehow, because she was there, and she was beside me. And finally because I saw my death in her blue eyes.
It may sound strange but, every woman I've encountered had a desire for the future. You can see written on their face, if you look hard enough. They want kids, they want a husband, or simply they want to be loved. Ranko didn't want any of that, she just wanted me, and damned be the consequences. Blue eyes, pale skin, and flaming red hair may have given her the appearance of a beautiful woman, but even I, her victim knew what she wasn't human. And this inhuman creature wanted one thing, me. You see even those, who walk the night are not immune to lust and desire. For some reason, Ranko wanted me. Why did she chose me? I don't know.
That night, she had said little, only sitting there being content with our contact. She sat beside me there cuddled close silently for most of the night.
"Soon." she purred.
"Soon, my love. We will be together forever."
I sat there immobile as always, but I could feel her muscles tense and clutched feverishly at me. Like a woman drowning her kisses were draining, as if only my embrace could allow her to breathe. My body burns with fire, as my desire for her rises. I am not even sure how to react to this lust, but it doesn't matter. I cannot move. Some part of me screams in frustration, but I don't know what for. A chill races down my spine as I feel my strength growing weaker, and weaker, as if my very life was leaving me. Then I hear it.
"HEY! This is a public park!"
My love stiffens, and I can feel the tension mount. Whoever it is, has come for us. My beloved is enraged, I can feel her power build with her rage. I am growing tired now, my eyelids slowly fall as I see two young girls and an old woman screaming at us, as my beloved runs away from them faster than they can follow.
I don't know how much later it was when I awoke, but upon waking I could feel her unnatural power surrounding us. From my position in her arms I can tell my beloved has chosen the rooftops as her pathway. She is flying through the neighborhood, faster than I can go. And let me tell you that is fast. Deeper and deeper we venture in to the maze called Tokyo, far away from the women that pursue us. Minutes tick by silently before my beloved beliefs we are safe from the women. A dark alley way hidden from the busy streets of Tokyo is our resting place.
No sooner than we stop my beloved senses my consciousness, and she is on me again. Her soft tongue invades my mouth making her desire plain. Her incredible strength holds me against the brick as she begins to have her way with me. It is almost more than I can bare to feel such exquisite pleasure and want nothing to do with it. But, I cannot fight it. My body tingles with her touch, and responds to her caresses. Moans of pleasure escape my lips as she moves on to other places of my body to kiss and caress. Higher and higher I soared in her embrace, growing closer to the feeling I could explode at any moment.
Without warning it stopped, a flash of darkness and pain... such pain. I can feel the warm blood drip down my face, my vision is still blurry. I am flush with anger, and wonder idly if the trio of women has caught up with us. The next sound I hear tears at my heart as my life's blood leaks from my body. I hear my beloved voice crying out... in pleasure. The sound of her voice could only be the sound of ecstasy as she moans with obvious pleasure. It seems my beloved is not mine any more. This is the last though I have before I slip once more into unconsciousness.
Yes, That is the night that I died. That night I became a new person, a new being. As you can no doubt tell I didn't stay dead. That night I became a vampire. I was taken out of the light of life and given me an eternity of darkness. True, I gained immortality, and certain gifts, but I'd rather have my life back. You see, I didn't just lose my life that night, I lost my memory. I don't even know how long ago that terrible night was or How old I am. So Now I wander Japan searching for answers. Searching for myself.
Who I am? Did I have a life? Family, Friends?
What is my name? Was my hair always white?
Why do I wear a pigtail? Why not a ponytail?
Each night I search for the past I have lost, and only gain more questions to answer. But, I have more than enough to time to sort it out. After all, I am immortal. I try to stay busy, so I've gotten myself an office in Downtown Tokyo. Now I'm Ranma Shido, The Midnight Detective. So if anyone ever sees something strange happen, they give me a call. Strange things seem to happen all over Tokyo, and I have developed a knack for dealing with such creatures.
Vampires, Werewolves, Zombies, Tengu, Oni, Etc...
Every culture has names for these things that go bump in the night. They all have one thing in common they exist to kill, and they are all part of the same evil race.. They are Nightbreed. In each beast, the evil manifests itself differently. Some grow horns and blue skin, Some grace the flesh of dead bodies, and other crave the blood of humans. I am a night breed. I don't have the bloodlust of my so called "mother", but I am one of them. Somehow, I have escaped the taint. So I use my powers to make amends. But, I digress back to the story.
Ranko killed me. I correct myself, that night Ranko killed whoever I once was, and took the one thing no one should ever lose their memory. So I search for myself, and for a way to keep mankind safe from beings like me, safe from the night breed.
Something strange has happened, Something that no one can explain.
How do I know?
My phone just rang.
End.
What do you think? Any help is appreciated.
DQ
