A Ranma ½/King of Fighters fanfic - The Kingpin of Japan
Written by WDCain Man
Disclaimer: Ranma was created by Rumiko Takahashi while the King of Fighters belongs to SNK-Playmore. None of these characters were used with permission and no profit is being made from this fanfic.
Greetings people, WDCain Man here. I'm pretty happy to inform you that the next chapter of my crime story is updated. There are some mild spoilers in it for the next Fatal Fury anime. Hope you like it.
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The Kingpin of Japan
Chapter Three:
Resurrecting the King
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Bad times had fallen for Geese Industries. Nine months ago at the end of the King of Fighters tournament, Geese Howard had been defeated by Terry Bogard. Right after that, Geese stopped going to the meetings at Geese Tower. Now the man once called the 'King of South Town' spent all his time at his private island, Geese Isle.
Geese was meditating in a cave, his wounds still requiring bandages or he just didn't care if people saw him so weak. He had a tired expression that mirrored his slow and exhausted breathing. The man had stopped caring how he looked, no longer bothering to shave or even comb his hair.
"You're pathetic, you know that?" came a voice from the entrance of the cave. Geese turned around and saw his heir, Ranma Saotome looking at him like he was a worthless street beggar. "You lost one little fight and you sulk like a spoiled child. To think, I once admired you."
Geese turned his head to stare at the cave's wall again, not even bothering to answer.
"It's been nearly a year now, old man. I know it doesn't bother you that Maria took a chance and escaped. I heard Rock is even training with the man who beat you so mercilessly. So what is the problem? Can't handle a simple lost?" Ranma said with a sneer, hoping to make Geese mad. It failed.
Ranma continued. "You disgust me, old man. Everyone loses eventually. It's simple mathematics. No one wins forever. The key though, is to learn and grow stronger. Now Geese, tell me, what will you do? Move past the pain and grow stronger or let it consume you?"
Geese said nothing.
Twelve year old Ranma punched the stone wall, smashing a fist size hole there. "Damnit Geese! Your empire is crumbling! Your company's stocks have dropped eighty points since the tournament!" Ranma took a breath, hoping fact could rule over emotions. "Geese Industry's share holders have already begun selling their holds in your company. If it wasn't that you owned over seventy percent, you would have already lost your company." Ranma looked his master/sensei/father in the eye with the closest thing one could identify as love (though the appropriate term would be respect). "So what are you going to do about this?"
Geese still said nothing.
"FINE!" Ranma yelled, turning around to head towards the exit. "You may not give a damn about your kingdom but I do and I'm NOT going to let it collapse!" Ranma stopped just at the edge of the exit. He looked over his shoulder. "You always said I would run your empire once you were gone. I see now that is true. The king is dead. LONG LIVE THE BLOODY PRINCE!"
With that, Ranma left the cave. He had worked to do.
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In the conference room of Geese Industry, the board meeting comprising the remaining top share holders were not happy.
Normally the board has a dozen members with Geese making it an odd thirteen. Now it had only eight members. Four were forced to sell their stocks just to pay off what seemed to be ever increasing loans from other criminal families. The remaining eight were members of the powerful mob that Geese ruled. None of them were happy. Profits had been down for so long that many were considering selling the company except Geese held the majority of the stocks.
In the owner's absence, a short fat man named Peter Puglet was running the madhouse. Puglet was dressed in a cheap blue suit with a horrible black toupee. His skin had an unnatural pink hue to it which earned him the nickname 'Piglet' around the office water coolers. He was not the vice-president of the company but that didn't stop the over baring fat man from trying to take over the place. With Geese Howard gone, Puglet truly had a chance of buying the company.
He would have succeeded except for one thing: The guy was a horrible businessman. Puglet could plan the perfect bank robbery but the man sucked at running a billion dollar company. Just ask the dozens of aids surrounding him, demanding his attention for dozens of matters, both for legal business and illegal.
"Sir, what designs should we incorporate in our company's new logo?"
"Sir, should the new South Town power plant be electric powered or nuclear powered?"
"Sir, what do we do about our captured warehouse at the docks? A lot of our newest equipment is there and the cops have it!"
"Sir, we need to know which department is going to get the extra funding? The fast-food department or the motor vehicle department?"
"Sir, we need a decision about the upcoming mayor election! Do we get a new figurehead in office or just pay off with the current one?"
"Sir, what do we do about the banks? Each one's refusing to hold our money! We've got millions sitting in warehouses!"
"Sir, Mr. Big keeps calling! He says he wants repayment now or no more arm shipments!"
"Sir, we've run out of funds for the bribes and kickback department!"
"Sir, the hired muscle in one of our casinos is threatening to go on strike unless we give them a new dental plan! What do we do?"
"Sir, we can't find our East Side gang! We lost them somewhere in the down town mall a week ago!"
"WHY THE HELL DO WE NEED GANGS COMBING THE MALL?!" Puglet screamed. "WHOSE GOING TO ATTACK US THERE?! SHOP LIFTERS?! LOST KIDS?! MALL SECURITY?!"
"I don't know, sir…" the poor aid whimpered. "But what should we do? East Side gang is still miss-"
"GET OUT!" Puglet screamed. The aids fled. Soon the only ones left were Puglet and the rest of the board of directors. "ARRHHHH! THIS COMPANY'S FILLED WITH RETARDS! CAN'T ANYONE DO ANYTHING ON THEIR OWN WITHOUT ASKING ME EVERY TEN SECONDS?!"
"I knew you couldn't handle it… Piglet." Everyone in the room shut up and saw Ranma Saotome enter the room, dressed in a white dress shirt and gray slack pants. He was wearing the white gloves that became his symbol around Geese's empire.
Puglet glared. "Look, brat! I don't take that type of disrespect! Not from you; not from anyone!"
"I am quite respectful to those who deserve it. You have not. You have made a joke out of Mr. Howard's marvelous company. Because of this, I have decided that you shall no longer run it during Mr. Howard's…" Ranma strained to find the correct word. "Recuperation. I will be in charge from now."
Puglet laughed. "YOU?! A twelve year old? HA HA HAH! What makes you think, you can handle a billion dollar business, boy?"
"Two things: Not only do I have six years of experience learning from the owner but also an I.Q. of 180."
Puglet sneered. "Run away, little boy. The grown ups are talking about important stuff. Why don't you go play with your toys?"
Ranma did not glare at Puglet nor did he show any outward signs of anger at the tiny fat man. "Mr. Puglet, may I see you over here for a moment? I have something important to tell you."
Puglet got out of his large chair and waddled over to the tiny Ranma across the room, far from the hearing of the other board members. Puglet looked quite amused at Ranma but after the child whispered something into the fat man's ear, his pink hue turned bone white.
"Y-You… know about that?"
Ranma nodded. "Not only is his company mine but so is his knowledge. Don't worry. I have no reason to reveal this information as long as you support me and follow my orders."
Puglet nodded on reflex. He was too scared to do anything other than obey. He faced the board. "M-Mr.… Saotome has… convinced me that he should be allowed in… on our meetings… P-P-Please… treat him with as much respect as Mr. Howard."
The other board members nodded despite how odd the request was.
Seeing they had agreed, Ranma stood tall and proud. "Bring all the aids back here and I'll answer their questions." Ranma stared at each member. "Take note, all of you. This is how you run a business so watch and learn."
All the aids came back in to the room looking desperate for answers to their problems. Ranma pointed at some of the aids. Immediately they ran up to him, showing Ranma their folders and papers. "Don't use the moon symbol, parent groups will say it's Satanic. Go with the hurricane picture." He pointed to various folders and barked orders to the now relieved aids. "I want that one. That one and that one but not that one. Our East Side gang is missing? That's the forth one we lost there! Oh, well. Cash in on their insurance policies than use that money to pay off Mr. Big. Give him a note saying we'll need more ammo in two weeks. NEXT!"
Ranma grabbed some papers to look them over and barked out more orders to the aids. "No. Yes. Forget it. I want him sacked, him shot, and him promoted. We'll out of money for bribes and kickbacks? Give that guy his own gang and tell him I want him to rob a bank!"
"Which one, Mr. Saotome?"
"I don't care as long as it's not one of ours. Surprise me! You! The time's too delicate to have a new mayor in office. Give the current mayor some funds for re-election and tell him not to worry! He's got this election in the bag! We'll do some undercover work, plan a few assassinations, and discredit the other candidate! The banks won't take our money? South Town First Bank president Marcus Jones cheats on his wife with a high price hooker. Take a picture of them together and tell Jones if he doesn't hold our money, we'll show it to his wife! The divorce alone would bankrupt him and cost him his job!"
Ranma pointed at another aid. "Fund the fast food department but have an agent at Ford Motors do a little spying and steal some of their new designs so we'll improve it and sell it to Chevy. Next! Use electric power fool, why waste good plutonium? Lost a warehouse, huh? Did anybody think of getting our bought cops in the department to bring back our equipment? That's why we bribe them people! I want that tech back in our labs by the end of the day! You! Tell the muscle at the casino if they don't do their jobs right now, they won't have any teeth to worry about! Send some muscle to make an example out of their ringleader! Go! Now, get me the latest issue of the Wall Street Weekly so I can decide what stocks to invest in and do some insider trading! Got that?"
"SIR, YES SIR!" Every aid saluted their new CEO before scattering off.
"…" said every board member.
Ranma turned to face the board. "I believe I have shown that I am more than adequate to run this company until Mr. Howard recovers." Ranma looked at a clock. "It's getting late, gentlemen. What say we close up for the night? I'll be in touch with all of you early tomorrow. Good night."
Every board member nodded dumbly. They all got up to leave, leaving Ranma all alone in the board room. Ranma sat at the head of the table in Geese's chair. The Bloody Prince looked around the King of South Town's 'Round Table' and sighed. He did not want it this way. The only way out of his new position was to have Geese get over his problem. It was easier said than done. Geese was broken and Ranma didn't have a clue how to fix it. The idea of telling him that Ranma had mastered the Hurricane Punch was soon dashed. With Geese so depressed, there was no telling how he would react knowing his heir knew the technique that defeated him. Most people would snap out of a similar state with visits from family but considering Geese's family, that idea…
"…is perfect!" Ranma smiled. He reached for the intercom for Geese's secretary. "Miss Jenny?"
"Yes, Mr. Saotome?" came a sugary voice.
"I want a message deliver to Wolfgang Krauser. Let it be something simple. I just want it to read 'Geese Howard had been defeated on one-on-one combat and now was a broken man.' Understand?"
"Of course, Mr. Saotome. Anything else?"
"That is all." The intercom went silent. Ranma nodded before going over his copy of the Wall Street Weekly. The next few months would be very difficult for him but he would survive. This situation would be most informative and offer much in experience. Plus there would be some rewards. Ranma thought of the two scrolls hidden in Geese's main office.
It was about time that Ranma learn what his useless father has to teach him.
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Two weeks had passed. Ranma had just addressed the board on their weekly meetings. It was a good meeting. All eight of them were quite pleased that their stocks had raised forty points since Ranma took over. Even Puglet ceased any ill words against the young prince.
Surprisingly, it was not as hard as he expected it to be. He was only putting in eight hours a day at the office. This left him with the rest of the time to study from the 'Anything Goes' scroll. Ranma had all the Umi-Sen-Ken techniques down. The Yama-Sen-Ken attacks were still unlearned. Ranma decided to leave the Hakkyoku-Seiken scroll for later out of respect for Geese Howard.
Ranma was about to go over the movements for the Kijin Raishu Dan when Billy Kane just burst into the office in panic. "Ay, Ranma! Sumptin 'errible happen! Geese Isle wuz attack by a blok named Krauser!"
"Was Mr. Howard killed?" Ranma asked emotionlessly.
"No sur!"
"Did any of our people get killed or property damaged?"
"Da bloody bastichs beat da crap out of Ripper at da Pao-Pao! De blok's gonna be in a aspital for weeks!"
"How unfortunate. I was just going to put him in charge of a hit," Ranma said simply. "So what did Krauser want?"
"He wanted ta know who beat up da boss! Geese told 'em it's Terry Bogard and Krauser said he wuz going after 'em!"
"Wonderful. Maybe once Krauser cripples Terry, Geese will finally get over himself and retake his position as the CEO. Keep an eye out on Terry Bogard. I think it should only be a few days before we hear about either his defeat or death. In the mean time, Ripper will be put in a hospital to heal. Tell Geese I will be keeping a close eye on this situation." Ranma took a step off the training mat, his workout finish. "Also inform Peter Puglet that I'll be taking a few weeks off for… a vacation. Germany sounds quite nice this time of the year. I've repaired much of the damage to the company and I'm sure Puglet can't destroy it if he follows my examples. That is all."
Billy nodded before leaving to tell Puglet and Geese of Ranma's choice. The English pole fighter didn't know what the Bloody Prince of South Town was up to but one thing was sure.
Geese was going to become more powerful once Ranma was done. It was his only his duty as a son.
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Everything went according to plan during the following month.
Krauser did went on to defeat Terry, sending the Bogard into a drunken depression. Terry has been going across different bars, becoming a waste of his formal self. When Geese was told that, Ranma saw something glimmer in his dull eyes. It was his burning soul wanting to break free and become the shadow King of South Town once again. It was that time that Ranma told Geese he was the one that informed Krauser of Geese's defeat.
Geese was going to kill Ranma until he told Geese his master plan.
Right than, that dark sparkle escalated into a shadowy light that hungered for power. He was returning. The King of South Town was returning! All that remains is completing his mission. The first step would by getting a hotel in Germany for an extended period. Next would be mastering the Yama-Sen-Ken.
"Moko Kaimon Ha!" Ranma screamed, his foot blazing across his German hotel room. Once he landed, Ranma smiled. He had just mastered the Yama-Sen-Ken techniques and felt ready to take on the world. After spending so much time in the books, Ranma had nearly forgotten the excitement of learning a new technique. Before Ranma came to Germany two weeks ago, he had personally informed Geese that he had 'borrowed' the Anything Goes scroll to learn its techniques. Geese didn't seem to care though. Him still reeling from his humiliation from Terry. Ranma did told Geese that he had not touched the Hakkyoku-Seiken scroll. That scroll was going to be his soon enough. Currently, he was content with the Anything Goes scroll since it was his 'payment' for running Geese's empire for a month. Ranma could have just taken the scroll without Geese knowing it but did not.
Besides, too much knowledge at once wasn't always a good thing.
Hopper, Geese's blond henchman, came into room in his typical dark blue suit. On the record, Hopper was here to supervise and watch over the young Ranma. Off the record, Hopper was there to do whatever Ranma said.
Hopper lowered his head, a sign of respect. "Mr. Saotome. Andy Bogard and his woman, Mai Shiranui, just arrived in Germany. Most likely, there here to confront Krauser over his victory over Terry."
Ranma said nothing despite wanting to curse. "Don't they know Krauser's off on assignment?"
"Obviously not." Hopper shrugged. "They could still get a fight here. Krauser does have some tough helpers here and-"
"And one of them could kill Andy, sending Terry into an even more pathetic state. I believe Krauser's most powerful servant is named Lawrence Blood."
Hopper nodded. "That is correct, sir. Blood was the one that thrashed Ripper. Andy and Mai were last seen in the shopping district. It shouldn't be too difficult to find them."
Ranma tsked before heading to his large walk in closet to fetch some clothes. His black dogi wouldn't do in Germany as normal clothes. "I can't risk Terry getting even more pathetic with his brother's death. I'll just have to handle Blood myself. I should look on the bright side: I'll finally have someone to test my Yama-Sen-Ken attacks on." Ranma pulled out a brown spring coat with a hood and put it on over his dogi along with shin high brown leather boots. The last thing he put on was a pair of black leather motor cyclists gloves. Ranma took a look of himself in a full length mirror. He looked quite dangerous. Despite being only twelve, Ranma was nearly five feet tall. "The benefits of clean living." Ranma remarked to himself. Ever since he was taken from his stupid father, Ranma's diet improved to a much better level.
Ranma looked at Hopper. "Wait for me until I come back, Hopper. I shouldn't be long." The Bloody Prince left, intending not only to protect Andy but also try his new attacks on Lawrence Blood.
It should be a worthwhile experience.
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"Not so rude now are you, woman?" Blood smiled as he tied the final knot, bounding the lovely Mai to a Roman style pillar. She was going to be the bait for the woman's snooping companion. He decided to leave the woman conscious so she could call out to her beloved. "Don't worry, pet. He should be here any moment now."
Mai was going to spit at him when she saw a shape seeming to appear out of thin air right behind Blood. The stranger was a young child dressed in brown and black. He conveyed a deadly sense of horror and hate. "Blood! Behind you!"
Blood laughed. "Pathetic ploy, pet. I'm disappointed you try something so simple and foolhard-ACK-"
Blood gasped and turned around, drawing his sword and slashing at whoever nearly cracked his head opened. Ranma jumped away, landing twenty feet from Blood. Mia's jaw drop. Even Andy wasn't able to jump that far without at least a running start.
Blood glared with his weapon poised and ready. "Who are you, child?"
Ranma said nothing. He just stared, long and hard; his gaze backed with murderous intent.
But unsurprisingly, Blood was an aristocratic nobleman and in no way would be intimidated by a twelve-year old child. "Actually I don't care who you are, wretch. What I want to know is why you have an interest with the woman here."
Ranma still said nothing. He just raised his hands in a combat pose, ready for war.
Blood took a stance. "Here to fight?"
Ranma nodded. He took a simple karate stance with his knees spread apart and his hands balled into fists.
Blood made the first move. He charged forward, swinging his blade at neck breaking speeds. Ranma made no move to dodge. The Bloody Prince only raised his right fist putting it close to Blood's sword.
Blood had a crazy bloodlust look in his eyes as he brought his sword down. "DIIIIEEEEE!" Clang.
Blood's jaw dropped. His blade stopped in mid-swing. Between the sword and Ranma's neck was three long blurry objects that were transparent. They began at Ranma's knuckles and extended a full foot in length. These things were somehow holding Blood's blade back.
"Kijin Raishu Dan," Ranma said cooly. "It's supposed to be a long range attack but I found that through constant practice that I could 'hold' the three blades between my knuckles, making it quite a useful short range attack. The best part about it is," Ranma's left fist started to shimmer. "The attack is very versatile." Ranma slashed at Blood's stomach, polluting the water with his blood.
Blood dropped his sword, choosing to use both hands to push his intestines back into his stomach. He looked at Ranma with unbelievable eyes, the pain making his vision blurry. Too bad for him, his suffering wasn't going to end soon.
Ranma bent his left leg as his foot started glowing blue. "Moko Kaimon Ha!" The kick shattered Blood's ribs and sent him flying across the battlefield where he smashed through one stone pillar and another and another before landing in the water, sinking like a stone.
Ranma took stock of the situation. "Twelve broken and damage to your internal organs. You're be hurting for a while but your live be able to make a full recover." Ranma turned his attention to the tied up ninja girl. Mai's lips trembled as she saw a pool of blood form in water, telling her where Blood sank. That child, a twelve year old, gutted him! She looked at Ranma like he was a monster.
Ranma held his hand and the air around his fist start to shimmer. He whispered 'Kijin Raishu Dan' and all the ropes around Mai's arms and legs were cut, setting her free. Once she landed on steady ground, she pulled out her paper fans and took a stance. Her fear was evident in her eyes. "Stay away from me! Stay away from me, you monster!"
"Miss Shiranui, Germany is not safe." Ranma said cooly. "You and Andy should leave before either of you gets hurt." He could tell that Mai was still deathly scared of him and was going to strike out of fear if he didn't leave soon. Ranma called on the stealth techniques of the Umi-Sen-Ken and vanished into thin air.
Mai blinked at the empty space where Ranma was a second ago. She was about to run to the airport when she saw Andy running towards her in a hurry.
"Mai! Mai!" Andy yelled.
Mai dove at her love and gave him the tightest hug she could. "Oh, Andy!" she cried. "We got to get out of here before he comes after us!"
Andy resist the feeling to push the nubile ninja girl away. He held her gently. "What is it, Mai? Who are you afraid of?"
"A MANIAC! This twelve year old kid just gutted Lawrence Blood before vanishing into thin air!" That off her over developed chest, Mai began going over Ranma's fight with Blood. Telling Andy every technique he used against the soldier of Krauser.
Andy's jaw dropped. "A kid did all that?" he asked incredulously. A chi kick that can send a man flying over fifty feet? Air blades that slice through human flesh like a hot knife? Jumping over twenty feet from standing straight. "A child really did all that?"
Mai nodded.
"That doesn't make sense. A kid can't have that much chi. Even my brother and I didn't master chi until our late teens. I can't even do all that now! Are you sure he was just a kid?"
Mai nodded. "He wasn't human Andy. His eyes were cold. There was no emotion, just a cold spirit inside of him. I-I-I think we should do what he says and leave Germany. Krauser isn't here and I don't want to be in a place where invisible assassins live."
Andy nodded. The thought of having Mai killed disturbed him so badly that he decided to do something he would never do again.
He was going to run from a threat.
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It was twenty minutes later when Ranma made it back to his classy hotel. Once he entered his private suite, he tossed his jacket on the bed and stretched. The testing went quite well. The Vacuum Blades a la Wolverine attack went even better than expected. If they were made solid, they could cut like diamond. If they were chi focused, they could detonate with an explosion not unlike a case of dynamite. Despite the strength the Anything Goes scroll, Ranma knew it was nothing compared to the secrets contain in the Hakkyoku-Seiken scroll. Once Geese passed the scroll onto Ranma, the Bloody Prince thought about adding the Hurricane Punch to the scroll, completing it just for kicks.
Hopper was sitting on a chair talking on a cellphone. "Enjoy testing out your techniques, sir?"
"Quite." Ranma sat on his king size bed and laid back.
"I have news about Terry Bogard. According to our contacts that's been following him, Terry just single handedly defeat a boxer named Axel Hawk in seconds."
Ranma raised an eyebrow. "Axel Hawk? He's the boxer that was knocked out in the fifth round by Balrog at the American Boxing Championship, correct?"
"Yes, sir." Hopper grinned lazily. "I think it's safe to say that the Lone Wolf has finally started to bare fangs again. What are your orders?"
Ranma closed his eyes, processing the latest information. "It'll take Terry a few weeks before he's physically ready to challenge Krauser. We'll just wait here until than. Tell Geese that we'll going to be here for a few more weeks before we head back to South Town."
Hopper nodded. "I'll inform him right away, sir."
Ranma said nothing as he started drifting to sleep.
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A month later Ranma and Hopper were on one of Geese's private yacht, sailing the waters around Krauser Castle. They had been on these waters ever since Terry Bogard arrived in Germany with a little boy named Tony. Hopper made a snide comment that Terry was a member of NAMBLA. Ranma ignored it. All the messages he received said Tony was trying to raise Terry's spirit just as Ranma was for Geese. On a private note, Ranma would not have mind meeting this Tony and compare notes.
Once Terry got his fighting spirit back and started training, Terry's friend, Joe Higashi, challenged Krauser and paid the price. Krauser broke two dozen of Joe's bones. Terry instantly postpone his match with Krauser to visit his friend in the hospital. That was two days ago. Now in Germany, Terry and Tony just drove up to Krauser Castle for his rematch with the Earl of Stroheim.
It was time. Only one of two things were going to happen here. Either Terry would win by killing Krauser or lose when Krauser killed him. Either result was going to make Geese happy. One result though was guarantee to give him the drive to once again become the King of South Town.
Hopper looked at his wrist watch. "It's been ten minutes already. How can we tell when the match is over?"
"We'll know." Ranma, still in his brown and black clothes, looked through his binoculars as he had done for the past ten minutes.
Right than, there was a massive blue explosion that caused the entire castle to shake and punch a hole in the wall.
Hopper was so freaked out that he tripped on the deck. "What the Hell?!"
"Hmm… a large chi blast," Ranma mused. "If the color scheme wasn't wrong, I'd swear that the was Kaiser Wave. Since Terry uses blue chi, it's a safe bet to say it's his."
"T-T-Terry did that?!" Hopper asked incredibly.
Ranma nodded. "It seemed once Tony help Terry past his problems, the Bogard bother grew much stronger. I hope the same implies for me and Geese."
Hopper nodded, still pretty shaken up. "Should we go in?"
"Not yet. I can still see Terry and Krauser fighting. Wait… something's happening. Krauser's backing up against a knocked out wall. It looks like he's… jumping."
*splash*
Hopper smiled. "If that's who I think it is, Mr. Howard is going to be happy."
Ranma nodded. He put the binoculars down. "I'm going in. It won't take long for remaining members of the Krauser family to start tearing that place apart for the Stroheim scroll. According to Geese's files, it should be placed in his private dojo in the basement. I want you to drop me off at the shore line. After that, head back to the hotel and pack everything. I want to be out of this country and back to South Town within an hour."
Hopper nodded as he stared the boat closer to the shore. Once there, Hopper was treated to the sight of Ranma vanishing into thin air. The gangster wondered just what powers Ranma and Geese will gain from the Stroheim scroll. One thing was sure: They would become more powerful than ever.
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The next day at Geese Isle found Geese Howard was standing on a hilltop watching the sunset in his blue and white hakama. His hair was still tangled, his beard still unshaven, his bandages still on. Behind him were footsteps. Geese turned around and saw his heir, Ranma, presenting the Stroheim scroll to him. That sparkle Ranma saw in Geese's eyes now was a burning flame that wanted only to consume his enemies.
Geese grabbed the scroll and examine it not unlike a painter would his art. Everything about it was magnificent. Geese started grinning demonically. He tore the bandage off his face and flung it into the air. "Krauser you fool. Hm hm hm, heh heh heh, HA HA HA!"
Ranma smiled gently. He bowed his head. "Long live the king."
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End Chapter Three...
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I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. There was only a small amount of rewriting involved. I removed the pop culture reference to Married with Children. Seriously, does anyone besides me remember that show?
I want to get back to Bring on the Bad Guys! but it's really important that I start working on other stories. Right now I'm stuck between another How It Should Have Ended. One is for the game Metroid: Other M and the other is the Batman comic story Death of the Family. I'm not sure which to do. Should I put it to a vote? Let me know in the review sections.
Read and review, everyone!