Black Waters II: Black Vengaence and Divine Light

Chapter 11: Hell Unleashed

A Few Hours Earlier....

Akane stared at the empty space that her wife had once occupied. She couldn't move, let alone fight. Her shock was just too much.

Proctor stood there, laughing at her uselessness. Suddenly, a figure jumped down from the ceiling. He turned to the tomboy and her group, bowing slightly.

"Yo." He greeted, and turned towards Proctor.

"Have you been here all this time, Brassiere?" Proctor said pleasantly. "Why do you just now show your face?"

Brassiere shrugged. "Hey, when a lady asks for his assistance, a gentleman has no choice but to oblige."

Proctor chuckled sardonically. "So, you've turned traitor too, then?"

"That's about the gist of it." Brassiere answered. "Although, I've been on their side for quite some time." He smirked. "Now move aside, you science-freak. I have a red-head to rescue."

"Try your luck. You won't succeed."

Brassiere nodded, and jumped towards the gyroscope. A bright light enveloped him, and he disappeared.

Proctor smirked. "The foolishness of jesters. Well, now we can begin the main event!"

Just then, a large number Hommunculi appeared, their metal bodies gleaming. A few were armed with chainsaws, but most had just hands. A few even had other weapons such as spears, drills, guns, hammers and some other unidentifiable appliances.

The group knew when they couldn't fight back, and so they grabbed the still stunned stiff tomboy and induced the Saotome Secret Technique.

In other words, they ran.

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Interestingly enough, Brassiere wasn't the only person tailing the group of martial artists. A member NerSIS, the group that investigated the most notable Neriman residents, had also been watching their every move. As soon as Proctor ahd activated the Hommunculi, he contacted Kensuke Hirai, the leader of NerSIS.

They quickly got there by helicopter. Every NerSIS agent had come, ready to kick demon ass.

Which was when things got....chaotic.

The Hommunculi rushed out, ready to attack every human on earth. They were joined by all the demons who lived in the mountain.

NerSIS saw the numbers of their enemies, and so called upon the assistance of the Joketsuzoku tribe of amazons.

Ryoga had even managed to join after getting himself hoplessly lost on the way to Akari's. He saw the enemies before him, and joined in the fray, not caring why so many strange beings were rushing forwards or what the armoured creatures were.

Elsewhere, in the bowels of the mountain home of the demons, Akane and her group were having trouble fending off the innumerable amount of Hommunculi and demons blocking their path. Behemoth, Konatsu, Shampoo and Ukyo all fought hard. Akane did nothing, still having been unable to come to terms with what had happened to her wife and child.

Suddenly, Behemoth was knocked down by one of the Hommunculi, a weaponless variation of the machine monsters. It looked up at the unmoving figure of Akane with its red eyes. It howled, charging towards her.

"AKANE!" Everyone yelled.

Akane looked up, her eyes wide with fear at the sight of the machine.

It reached towards her, its hand wide open.

Suddenly, the hand fell to the ground, apparently having been sliced off. The Hommunculus turned its head, and a red blur rushed into it. A pure white sword was plunged into the largest eye, stabbing right through the head. The Hommunculus moved for a few seconds, and then fell to the ground.

Everyone stared up at Ranma, who had killed the machine. She was smiling down at Akane.

"Did ya miss me, Akane-chan?" She said.

Akane stared at the red-head, tears falling down her face. Then she raced forward, embracing her wife.

"Don't you ever scare me like that again!" She cried. "I was sure I'd never see you again!"

Ranma comfortingly held her spouse, smiling. Then, her expression turned serious, and she pushed Akane, gently.

"We don't have time for that at the moment." She said. "We still have to settle things. Nabiki's dead, but our daughter is still in danger."

Akane nodded, but stared concernedly at the red-head.

Ranma turned, walking away. "I'll meet up with you later. I'll finish this myself."

Everyone stared at her as she continued walk further and further away from them.

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Proctor watched through the many moniters the mayhem that he had caused. It was pure unfiltered chaos. Human against demon, demon against demon, and Hommunculus against everything else.

It was truly beautiful.

He turned as something entered his room. He turned and found Ranma Saotome standing there, sword drawn.

"So, this is where it all ends, huh?" Proctor said amusedly. "Do you really think you can take ME on, girl?"

"I beat your last Emperor." Ranma stated.

The scientist shrugged. "So? He was weak at the time, not at his prime. Besides, I have a greater intelligence!"

A magnetic force was activated, nearly dragging Shirohane away from her, but Ranma continued to hold onto the blade with all her might.

proctor scowled. "Stubborn brat. Very well then! I shall be your opponent! Be on your guard!"

His arms exploded into shrapnel of blades, metal, glass, syringes, and other medical equipment, enlarged to a very large siz, all melded together into shrapnel. His legs followed suited, replaced by four blades, acting much like a spider's legs. Finally, his face mask melted away, revealing a gaping maw missing a lower jaw, his tongue flapping hungrily in the air.

"Let us begin." The demon scientist hissed.

His tail grabbed Ranma's leg, dragging her to the ground. He spat some acid at her, but she rolled, making him hit his tail. He howled in pain as the appendage disolved. His eyes narrowed in anger, as he fired syringe missiles at her form his arms. She dodged a few, and what she couldn't dogded she struck down with her blade.

He spat some more acid at her, and she jumped away. Suddenly, he charged at her and hit her stomach with his bladed arms before she could react. Some blood spurted from a few scratches, and she reflexively let go of Shirohane, allowing to fly into the magnetic wall of the room. She glared at the scentist, and fired a Moko Takabisha square in his face. He covered his face with his arms in pain.

Then, the red-head ran over to him and hit his arm, shattering it. He tried to strike with the remaining one, but she dodged it, and hit him several times using the Amaguriken. He wobbled dazedly, and tried to run away.

"Oh, no, you're not getting away." Ranma said. "You and your kind have hrt my family for the LAST TIME!"

She tried to run at him, but she was ensnared by several tentacles. She turned in anger to glare at her captor, the self-proclaimed Taro the Great.

"He's finished, cross-dresser." He said. "Now it's you and me."

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I felt that was a good place to end it.

So now it's the rematch with Taro. Will she be able to beat the neo-demon without Shirohane?

On another note, I had orginally wanted to have Brassiere appear and make it seem like they were about to fight, but he instead allows Ranma and the others to go ahead without a fight. You see, he is mainly an observer, and only does something on the behalf of someone he likes or respects, like Cologne. He doesn't even like fighting.

And this chapter has officially raised the stakes. After all, while everyone else is fighting Proctor and his generals, NerSIS and the amazons have to fight the even stronger and plentiful numbers of both the demons and the Hommunculi. So basically, if somethings not done soon, the world will soon be engulfed in a war between the demon tribe.

See ya next time! And please comment!