The Scarlet Trail
Prologe, What Regrets We Still Hold
By Max-Chan
Author's Notes: Okay, I originally posted this story as an Original on the Fanfiction.net, but then changeed my mind and changed it to become a Ranma fic. I know, I still need to finish Forever Bound and work on Scarlet Phoenix, Blue Dragon but I state it, Forever Bound is recieving it's finishing touches and should be out by tomorrow or the day after. This story will probably deal with more drama then Forever Bound. :). Send all comments and critism to silverflame_maiden@hotmail.com.
Disclaimers: Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko Takahashi.
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He stared silently out towards the ocean, allowing the pounding waves to soothe his restless soul. Too many battles he has undergone, too many deaths he has seen and caused. Maybe sometime ago, somebody could have stopped him and made him care. Maybe...a long time ago...too late now. The man, thing, beast, demon, killer, whatever he was, had cared once, centuries before. The young man couldn't remember but he knew he had a mother once, a woman that loved him unconditionally without having a conniving manipulative thought in her caring head...unlike all those other females he had met. His mother, and her...The salt sea air blew wildly at his hair leaving his expression unchanged. He had thought once, that if you went seeking for death, it would come. But in the end he only proved himself wrong. So, the man tried making death come accidentally...but death did not come.
The man learned to live with his immortality and risked his life in every battle and fight only to come out the winner. The centuries had frozen the man's heart, although most claimed stubbornly that he had none. His soul was dull and numb from the ashes and pains of human emotion.
The Immortal was alone. His family was gone, friends were useless, allies unneeded, and women were liars. Pleasure just bored him now and life held no surprises. The young man laid down on the glittering white sand and put his hands behind his head as a pillow. His mind dulled at the crashing sounds of the waves hitting the shore. The Immortal's entire conscious was focused on the mysterious beauty of the bright stars scattered in the dark sky. Strangely, the sky at night comforted the Immortal because it was the only thing he's known older, more powerful, and more infinite then himself. Many years before when the man still knew how to feel, he would spread his sorrows to the stars and drown in the eternal darkness of the night.
No more tears, no more laughter, no more...he was beyond that now. A faint blue light surrounded the Immortal as he stood. Two large black wings grew from his bare back spreading larger and higher then his well-formed body. The Immortal's mysterious midnight blue eyes narrowed and grew darker. The Immortal gave one of his rare, cruel smiles that chilled the bravest soul and killed the courageous of men. His senses perked at the movement behind him. To notice this was rare for the strangest of demons, and simply unheard of in humans, even immortals. The air behind the Immortal rippled and an elderly man appeared. The short man would have appeared kind and innocent if not for the sinister glint in his empty black eyes.
"What do you want, old man? I broke your bones before, I can do it again," the Immortal warned coldly without turning around. The old man just laughed wickedly and said, "Silly boy, do you really think you have beaten me? Ha! No, you couldn't beat me on my worst day!"
The Immortal ground his flashing white teeth. While most beings couldn't even get behind the Immortal's walls, the old man had and annoyed him immensely. "Oh really? Water Spiral Being!" the Immortal shouted as a large dragon appeared from the sea and flew towards the old man. It swished it's tail at the old man in one quick movement sending him flying. The old man's cracked laughter filled the night as he flew beyond the horizon. The Immortal stared wickedly after the place the old man had been. He turned around surprised when he heard a soft humming. The Immortal turned to his left and gasped at the sight in front of him.
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Akane stomped angrily onto the beach, her soft tan sandals making dents in the sand. Her deep blue hair blew wildly around her face and if one was to compare, they couldn't tell what was the more beautiful blue, the ocean, or her hair. Her dazzling brown eyes shot fire as she grumbled under her breath about stupid perverted jerks and mean manipulative sisters. Akane stopped before the shore, picked up a near-by rock and hurled it into the ocean. She then picked up another rock and hurled it again...
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The Immortal stared at her, amazement clear in his features. He watched the girl throw stone after stone angrily into the ocean, her face flushed with heat, the ocean at her feet.
The girl's hair swished wildly around her face and her white dress flowed around her skin, becoming her skin, and in that moment the Immortal envied it. The girl obviously didn't notice him, but he dared not move, afraid that she would disappear...just like every time he had envisioned her before. The scent of her wafted to him and he gave an inward sigh. The Immortal's eyes didn't move and his cold features didn't change, but he retracted his wings back into his body. He knew who she was.
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Akane threw another helpless stone into the ocean, but when she suddenly sensed someone behind her. Her body tensed as she whirled around intent on knocking whoever sneaked behind her into oblivion.
She stopped halfway though and asked annoyed, "What are you doing here, Ranma?"
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Author's Notes: All comments and criticism to silverflame_maiden@hotmail.com.
Prologe, What Regrets We Still Hold
By Max-Chan
Author's Notes: Okay, I originally posted this story as an Original on the Fanfiction.net, but then changeed my mind and changed it to become a Ranma fic. I know, I still need to finish Forever Bound and work on Scarlet Phoenix, Blue Dragon but I state it, Forever Bound is recieving it's finishing touches and should be out by tomorrow or the day after. This story will probably deal with more drama then Forever Bound. :). Send all comments and critism to silverflame_maiden@hotmail.com.
Disclaimers: Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko Takahashi.
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He stared silently out towards the ocean, allowing the pounding waves to soothe his restless soul. Too many battles he has undergone, too many deaths he has seen and caused. Maybe sometime ago, somebody could have stopped him and made him care. Maybe...a long time ago...too late now. The man, thing, beast, demon, killer, whatever he was, had cared once, centuries before. The young man couldn't remember but he knew he had a mother once, a woman that loved him unconditionally without having a conniving manipulative thought in her caring head...unlike all those other females he had met. His mother, and her...The salt sea air blew wildly at his hair leaving his expression unchanged. He had thought once, that if you went seeking for death, it would come. But in the end he only proved himself wrong. So, the man tried making death come accidentally...but death did not come.
The man learned to live with his immortality and risked his life in every battle and fight only to come out the winner. The centuries had frozen the man's heart, although most claimed stubbornly that he had none. His soul was dull and numb from the ashes and pains of human emotion.
The Immortal was alone. His family was gone, friends were useless, allies unneeded, and women were liars. Pleasure just bored him now and life held no surprises. The young man laid down on the glittering white sand and put his hands behind his head as a pillow. His mind dulled at the crashing sounds of the waves hitting the shore. The Immortal's entire conscious was focused on the mysterious beauty of the bright stars scattered in the dark sky. Strangely, the sky at night comforted the Immortal because it was the only thing he's known older, more powerful, and more infinite then himself. Many years before when the man still knew how to feel, he would spread his sorrows to the stars and drown in the eternal darkness of the night.
No more tears, no more laughter, no more...he was beyond that now. A faint blue light surrounded the Immortal as he stood. Two large black wings grew from his bare back spreading larger and higher then his well-formed body. The Immortal's mysterious midnight blue eyes narrowed and grew darker. The Immortal gave one of his rare, cruel smiles that chilled the bravest soul and killed the courageous of men. His senses perked at the movement behind him. To notice this was rare for the strangest of demons, and simply unheard of in humans, even immortals. The air behind the Immortal rippled and an elderly man appeared. The short man would have appeared kind and innocent if not for the sinister glint in his empty black eyes.
"What do you want, old man? I broke your bones before, I can do it again," the Immortal warned coldly without turning around. The old man just laughed wickedly and said, "Silly boy, do you really think you have beaten me? Ha! No, you couldn't beat me on my worst day!"
The Immortal ground his flashing white teeth. While most beings couldn't even get behind the Immortal's walls, the old man had and annoyed him immensely. "Oh really? Water Spiral Being!" the Immortal shouted as a large dragon appeared from the sea and flew towards the old man. It swished it's tail at the old man in one quick movement sending him flying. The old man's cracked laughter filled the night as he flew beyond the horizon. The Immortal stared wickedly after the place the old man had been. He turned around surprised when he heard a soft humming. The Immortal turned to his left and gasped at the sight in front of him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Akane stomped angrily onto the beach, her soft tan sandals making dents in the sand. Her deep blue hair blew wildly around her face and if one was to compare, they couldn't tell what was the more beautiful blue, the ocean, or her hair. Her dazzling brown eyes shot fire as she grumbled under her breath about stupid perverted jerks and mean manipulative sisters. Akane stopped before the shore, picked up a near-by rock and hurled it into the ocean. She then picked up another rock and hurled it again...
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The Immortal stared at her, amazement clear in his features. He watched the girl throw stone after stone angrily into the ocean, her face flushed with heat, the ocean at her feet.
The girl's hair swished wildly around her face and her white dress flowed around her skin, becoming her skin, and in that moment the Immortal envied it. The girl obviously didn't notice him, but he dared not move, afraid that she would disappear...just like every time he had envisioned her before. The scent of her wafted to him and he gave an inward sigh. The Immortal's eyes didn't move and his cold features didn't change, but he retracted his wings back into his body. He knew who she was.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Akane threw another helpless stone into the ocean, but when she suddenly sensed someone behind her. Her body tensed as she whirled around intent on knocking whoever sneaked behind her into oblivion.
She stopped halfway though and asked annoyed, "What are you doing here, Ranma?"
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Author's Notes: All comments and criticism to silverflame_maiden@hotmail.com.