Dark Dragon

Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma ½ , nor do I own any of the other series that are portrayed here… the characters getting killed will be very creatively killed… next one up is…


Bring your daughter to the slaughter!


He looked at the remains of his possible brother-in-law and found a small bit of regret go through his heart as he knew that he should at least have told the other man that he had lent his vehicle a few times to drive to town and crashed it, something which had been attributed to Brittany, who never seemed to be less guilty about the way that she tended to crash their car, forgetting where she had crashed it as she had rushed home, a short term memory being a bit botched up in her case, since she didn't respond well to having her body knocked around a bit by the collision, with her driving too fast as usual…

She was crying her eyes out. Strype, who had done so much for her, married her, even though she had been fighting with him as enemies first, had died by the hands of that mysterious man, who killed the rest.

Akane's eyes glided over the surroundings, seeing Keitaro hanging there like Jesus Christ, crucified against the wall. No message was there, the killer having been disturbed by Strype apparently, who had shot the killer before it fled the scene, dripping silver blood on the ground. There was a certain grim look on Keitaro's face, looking lifeless for anyone to see, looking like he had faced death and still had been alive when killed. There was a certain aura of pain around him. She looked around to see Naru sobbing, looking at him, then looking at her hand, which she had clenched into a fist, then cry even harder.

It watched in delight as they all cried, looking around for the next victim to grace with its talents. It was the young chef, who had been a friend once, but thereafter had betrayed it for someone else, a boy that she had been engaged to. There was a certain hint of vague scents going through its nose as it looked at the chef, who declared that she'd whip everyone a nice amount of food up from the stores.

Ukyo watched as they all looked at her after her announcement. "Food usually helps people to cheer up. I've read it in a book…" she then got a few weird stares, Naru stopping her crying and Brittany still sniffing slightly as she looked at the girl with a weird look. "My first boyfriend told me that food usually cured heartbreak… Could you get me some canned tuna please? Strype would have wanted me to get over him, I know he wanted that…"

Ukyo managed a strange smile, then retreated to the kitchen. "I'll make as much noise as possible if that creep managed to get into the kitchen." She looked at the others as they all smiled, albeit grimly. They knew that there was only one way in and out of the kitchen, making it almost impossible to get out of there if there were sounds and someone tried to sneak out.

Ukyo bent over in front of the stove, watching how the dials on it seemed to be a bit awkwardly set, inspecting it, holding a dish in her hands which would need to get into the oven. She looked at it and then sighed, opening the door to shove in the dish to make it become heated.

It looked at Ukyo come in, watching how she started to get the materials she needed from the cupboard and then begin to make an okonomiyaki from the items, mixing some ingredients together in a bowl, working on the okonomiyaki tirelessly, making it giggle slightly to itself as there was a certain excitement brimming within it. It had prepared it all in advance, knowing that Ukyo might have some need to make food, thus allowing her to go into the kitchen. It smiled as there was a perfect place to kill Ukyo. Slowly it got out of the food lift, looking around after being in such a cramped space for at least thirty minutes and stretching its legs a bit. "Ukyo, time to die…" it whispered as it snuck up behind her, grabbing her by her ass and then pushing her into the oven. It smiled maniacally as it looked at Ukyo, who struggled quite hard, pushing her into it entirely, her ass being pushed inside it without much trouble, since it was a large oven and Ukyo was smaller then it. There was little room, but Ukyo fit in it perfectly, something that it hoped would do the trick, since it tried to fit in there as a little test, but failed to do so because it was bigger then her in proportions…

Ukyo struggled against the unknown person pushing her into the oven. She struggled and struggled, trying to get free but it was to no avail as the pushing continued and forced her into the oven entirely, allowing her to turn around slightly, facing the attacker, seeing who it was and her eyes going wide. "What the? You? I thought…" she had no more time to speak as the door of the oven was slammed shut. It then giggled as it looked at her and then heard her speak its name, crying out to get out, not wanting to die there. It juggled a bit with the knobs, looking at Ukyo as she struggled, trying to get out. It was glad that it had bought the thing off an old lady who had been intending to sell it after some kids got out of it…

She could hear gas streaming inside the small space, screaming its name louder, hoping someone would be able to hear her, but to no avail. There was warmth all around her, realization dawning on her that she would be slowly roasted as the temperature rose, looking at the walls and feeling the warmth increase, sweat beginning to form as the heat increased incrementally, the feeling of the hot walls making her feel so damn close to dying, but not dying yet.

It waited for three quarters of an hour, watching as she began to slowly cook, her head looking lifeless to it and then pulling her out of the oven, watching how her slowly cooked form was limp and lifeless, her eyes looking like they had been dried out and her face a horrible grimace of pain and agonizing torment. The way that it giggled carried some insanity as it unclothed her and put her in a basket, putting it on the counter top, but not before adding some of its own additions to it, making her look like a cooked turkey, only looking human and being a dead human. Then it looked and sprayed with a small bottle, the scent of cooked meat being spread to the living guests. Then it jumped in the food lift, pushing the button to ascend to the next level.

Ryan smelled the cooked meat and his mouth watered as he could already see the feast prepared for them. He walked inside to see what the good-smelling food was, only to look at Ukyo's corpse, looking like it was, still dressed up like a turkey would, the Dark Dragon having left a note on the wall, using something that seemed to be either sauce or blood, though sauce seemed to be more available.

Though this little chef took on a bit too much, she might have lived had I not been around. She screamed and shouted, pleading me to stop, but eventually, she all dried up. She died, without any shame, blaming me at my own game. She left me so that's unfair, killing her was quite a share…

X

The reaction was nearly instant. He doubled over, throwing up at the sight of the cook being all trussed up like a turkey, looking ready to be eaten. There was a certain thing about the sight that especially made him sick, that being the decoration on it, white sauce being all over the back and head, her long hair apparently having been chopped off with her own spatula, which was bent in a rather creative matter, resembling a giant pretzel now, making him also wonder about the strength of the assailant.

The rest came, fear settling in as they opted to stay together from now on, knowing that they might be the next target. They were only with 5 people in the house, so the killer must be amongst them was the logical conclusion.

It gave a small look of sadness as it stared at the people rushing into the lobby once again, having taken up a position at the top of the stairs, looking down at them from the first floor, hiding in the shadows as it shook its head. They would be feeling its ire soon, the martial artist going to die next. That would require some creative workings, but it would make them all fear it.

They moved towards the room filled with mirrors, the strange hallway with the portraits still creeping them out. Ryan watched the portraits closely, seeing that there were only pictures of one person there, no others being in the picture and it being the same every time. He shook his head, his head remaining cool as he thought about it logically. Living with Theodore Diggers for some time had rendered him pretty immune towards the fear that tried to take him over at the moment. He suppressed it, feeling something being amiss.

It gave a small smile as it looked at them as they passed by. It watched as Ryan and the other ladies entered the bedroom, intent on sleeping there to make sure they would stay guarded. It had been secure in making the bedroom a perfect deathtrap for anyone sleeping there, so it would be easy to do that which it had planned.

Akane took first watch, seeing that nothing was amiss during the hours that the others slept, being followed up by Gina, who watched the hallway with a vigilance not usually seen within her eyes. Her sister's husband had been killed by someone and she was to guard the rest. She watched as a shadow cut itself loose from the wall, looking at her with brilliant serpentine yellow eyes, pale white skin covered with scales glittering in the dim lighting. Without her being able to issue a cry of help or warning, she was hit in the chest by a fist which was strong enough to knock her out due to the force behind it. She sank to the floor unconscious, her clothing looking ruffled from the encounter.

As soon as it dragged the bodies out of the room, leaving Ryan inside, the sleeping bodies being handled with utmost care, it watched as the can of gasoline sat on the floor besides the door. It checked carefully to see if the fire detergent had been applied well enough to make sure that the rest of the house didn't burn down and then began to sprinkle gasoline everywhere around Ryan and the room, making it look like someone had used a hose. It giggled as it smelled the gasoline, looking down at the room and then shouting; "Wakey wakey, Ryan…" as the young man and the rest woke up, a small puff of flames came from its mouth, incinerating the gases in the room, causing everything to burn. A grin was on its face as it watched everything burn.

Ryan watched how the figure stood there silently after having shouted for so long, seeing that there was no action of it and then smelling something strange, something that was… Gasoline! The fucker is trying to kill me by incinerating me! He tried to get a word out but then he saw a breath of flames being expelled by the person and then watched how everything started to burn, seeing the flames creep up to him, making him feel very afraid for the first time since entering the house, dead bodies making him uncomfortable, but not afraid since he had seen them often, having a small side job as a mortician once for a week or so until he had taken up martial arts seriously.

It watched as the flames crept through the room, Ryan screaming as the flesh was seared by the gasoline sticking to his skin, making him a walking torch which continued to burn thanks to the amount spread over the body itself. The feeling was like a triumph, the blood rushing to its face as its wings spread behind it, making it look like an avenging angel of death.

Brittany and Naru watched as the room burned, figures moving inside, looking at the other present person, Akane, who was slowly waking up. They looked at each other, then heard the screaming continue and the door fell away, burning, a flaming body on it, burning still with flames that seemed to be reddish in color. The feeling of nausea that overcame them made them almost gag, the way that the body clawed at them, screaming something in a gurgling manner that made it very disturbing to hear.

Brittany watched as a figure stood in the flames, looking at her with eyes that seemed to be made from yellow streaks of light. There were wings behind the figure, which appeared to make it someone that had been transformed into a dragon. She looked around, seeing only the burning corpse that was Ryan, the screaming having stopped. Then, she started to laugh, a laugh that betrayed her slipping into insanity due to grief. The figure looked at her, disappearing suddenly. "Calm down Brit, you're just dreaming this… You're just dreaming this and when you wake up in your bed, you're going to cuddle up to Strype and tell him about your bad dream." She muttered to herself, her mind beginning to feel weary and old, the feeling lasting. She could hear footsteps and saw Akane and Naru come back, both having thrown up. "Hey…" she said rather half heartedly. She looked at them, smiling slightly. "This is a dream, right? A really fucked up dream…" her eyes were vague as she leaned against the wall, still looking at them with a dreamy expression.

Both girls looked at each other. "What are you talking about! There's a psychopath on the loose and you're thinking about this all being a dream? We got to stay together if we want to live!"

Brittany just giggled at her, smiling sweetly. Her hair was something that irritated her, the short haired girl looking a bit too much like a scratch post that she had been using a long way back. "Hehehe. Little girly wants to play with big kitty? Kitty don't like girly threatening her…" she unsheathed her claws, though they were fairly brittle with disuse, looking at them and then licking them slowly, making Akane take a step back.

"Brit? What are you doing?" Gina asked, looking at her and then seeing that she was in an aggressive stance. "Gina, why don't we go and play with the dragon? I'm sure that he's willing to play with us, given the people he eliminated for us. " Gina shuddered as Brittany's voice betrayed what little of her sane mind was left, the trials of this day coming to her mind, her mind ever getting burdened with more and more problems…

"Brit, you can't kill them! You should kill that dark dragon guy, or mister X. You can't kill them!" Gina pleaded with her sister, who nodded slowly. "You'll be next, I think…" she pointed a clawed finger at Naru, who recoiled, getting into a punching stance as she looked at the cheetah girl, who was looking not so very sane as her eyes were wild and crazed, her mouth curled in a nearly manic grin.

It took ten minutes of convincing Brittany that it was unwise to kill Akane or Naru… then they departed to the lobby to try and get out of there using some dynamite that was spellproof, but had a chance to blow everything up with it… Gina had gotten it from her dad who had told her to use it whenever she was captured behind an alpha class ward…


Naru, Brittany, Gina and Akane are the only ones left! In the next chapter, the stunning revelation of just WHO the mysterious Dark Dragon is! Shake in horror as it commits another crime! Is it even a man, like they suspect or is one of them the killer, who killed them all as a part of a sadistic vengeance? You don't want to miss the next chapter of… Dark Dragon