1 Corruption
1.1 Of
1.2 The
Soul
Legal disclaimer: Ranma½ does not belong to me. It and all its rights belong to Rumiko Takahashi and Viz Video. Neither do I own the moves mentioned here used in Street Fighter. Those belong to Capcom. And Finally the song Points of Authority belongs to Linkin Park (that is a good damn song) and the song Ich Will is owned by Rammstein (good damn song). However Wei, Reikaru (apt to change), Setsuyo, Sato and Shiro Tagi and Shinji Ryuu belong to me. As long as you e-mail me first you can use them a fic if you want.
First off I'd like to warn you that if you did not read my first story "A Single Drop Of Blood" you might be in the dark about a few things. To get to it you would have to search for my author profile thing, my names Devil of Light, and go into it through there. It's not the best story but its not too bad. And hey, it's my first story, get off my back.
Talking in " ".
Thinking in * *.
Flashbacks and Sound effects in ~ ~ (yes it's the same symbol but you should be able to discern between the two).
Reikaru stood upon the bluff as he realized that the time would come soon for him to leave this plane for a little while. He hoped Ranma would be okay. He had trained the boy very well, but there were still great evils. One even more powerful than him. And he was pretty fucking strong. He pulled out his Walkman and pressed play. Points Of Authority by Linkin Park started to play as he walked away from the edge.
Forfeit the game
Before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame
And puts your name to shame
Cover up your face
You can't run the race
The pace is too fast
You just won't last
You love the way I look at you
While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through
You take away if I give in
My life, my pride is broken
You like to think you're never wrong
(You live what you've learned)
You have to act like you're someone
(You live what you've learned)
You want someone to hurt like you
(You live what you've learned)
You want to share what you've been through
(You live what you've learned)
You love the things I say I'll do
The way I'll hurt myself again just to get back at you
You take away when I give in
My life, my pride is broken
"BAKA!" ~WHAMMMMMM~ Reikaru winced, as he heard the loud crack and thud that Akane's hammer could somehow make simultaneously, through the music playing. "Jesus Ranma." He muttered to himself. "If you keep letting her hit you like that and don't empty any anger one day you're gonna snap." As he started to walk away he flexed his arms and two large scimitars rolled seemingly out of them. He spun the huge swords in a complex pattern then slashed in an X, and where the X was in the air reality "ripped" and opened into a black hole. In the swirling darkness beyond Reikaru began to make his journey to once again save mankind. "Another day." He muttered as the rip closed behind him.
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Ranma felt a heavy pounding go through his brain as he attempted to lift his head. *Stupid tomboy. Even after I risked my life against Sato this is still how she treats me. * He slowly got up and shook of the haze that clouded his eyes. *Damn, that smells good. * He thought as he made his way down to the kitchen. Then he froze as he heard the one thing that could ruin his day in under a second. He didn't even have to hear her sentence, it just registered that it came from the kitchen. "Okay Kasumi, you made the appetizer, I'll do the main course." *Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed, all please help me. * He tried to creep back up the stairs, and came to with a lump on his head in front of the table while Akane called from the kitchen "It'll be ready in a second!" Genma's eye began to twitch as he joined his seat next to Ranma. Ranma wearily asked, "Where's the appetizers?" "You missed them." As Ranma was crying and slamming his head down on the table Genma asked, "Boy what did you do this time?" "What the hell do you mean?" "SHE ONLY DOES THIS WHEN SHE'S MADE AT YOU!" "DON'T YOU GO PINNING THIS ON ME YOU MIDDLE-AGED BASTARD!" Ranma and Genma stopped their tirade as Akane set plates of . . . . well of. . . you know I think that might be a sin against nature. Anyway Ranma and Genma eyed the "food" warily as Akane stood in front of them smiling. "Go ahead." She offered cheerfully. Ranma picked up his fork, and put it back down, then picked it up, and then back down, this continued for a few minutes as Ranma decided what he would rather do, die, or die. *Hmmmmmmmmmm. I'll guess I'll go with food death. * Ranma started to eat; the stomachache began even before the food was on the fork. He swallowed, and ran to the bathroom as his stomach returned the food from where it came. ~GURFHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGG~ ~GURGFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF~ "RANMA YOU JERK!" ~WHAMMMMM~ Passersby's hurried by the old Tendo place as they heard the noises from inside. "I hear its haunted." On kid said to another as they hurried to their school. Another day, another bruise.
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Ranma limped his way to school as Akane haughtily walked a little in front of him. *Christ, * Ranma thought as he walked on the fence. *What the hell did I do this time? I can't control bodily functions. * But apparently Akane didn't care as her own thoughts raged. *THAT JERK! * Maybe not too complex but they raged all he same. As Ranma entered the school grounds Kuno, surprisingly, wasn't there ripping off Shakespeare to impress Akane and degrade Ranma. *Thank god, * Ranma thought as he limped through the Furinkan schoolyard. *Finally one thing that's* ~Tinkle~ "NIHAO AIREN!" *SHIT! * ~BAMMMMMM~ Shampoo got off her bike slowly and noticed Ranma crumpled on the ground. "Silly airen, Trix are for kids!" She said bubbly. All the gathered people stared at her. Even Ranma woke up for that one. "Errr, Shampoo mean WO DA AIREN!" And she launched herself at Ranma, who promptly got pounded, because he obviously was only scrambling away to get closer to Shampoo. "Pervert." Akane huffed as she walked in the school.
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The man adjusted his binoculars as Ranma walked into school. "Heh, poor bastard." He mumbled as he put the binoculars away into his large green trench coat. He leapt onto the nearby roof silently and pulled out a strangely glowing rock. He put the rock near his mouth and began to speak, "I'll get everything into position soon sensei." As he finished he pressed onto the rock. "Good." A deep voice said from wherever the rock reached to. "Go Setsuyo, it will be soon." The man put the rock back into his trench coat and walked away.
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A slow breeze moved through the trees as we see an open plain. The tall grass sways in the wind as we see a shadow moving through the grass. The thing has a long hooded robe with a cape, a chain hangs out of it's left sleeve and jangles as it completes a series of movements ending with it throwing a dust onto the ground. A monument shoots up from the ground with a misshapen figure jutting from the top. The figure lets out a low evil laugh as it walks away. On its way "out" it passes a sign, revealing the location. Nerima Central Park.
1.1 Of
1.2 The
Soul
Legal disclaimer: Ranma½ does not belong to me. It and all its rights belong to Rumiko Takahashi and Viz Video. Neither do I own the moves mentioned here used in Street Fighter. Those belong to Capcom. And Finally the song Points of Authority belongs to Linkin Park (that is a good damn song) and the song Ich Will is owned by Rammstein (good damn song). However Wei, Reikaru (apt to change), Setsuyo, Sato and Shiro Tagi and Shinji Ryuu belong to me. As long as you e-mail me first you can use them a fic if you want.
First off I'd like to warn you that if you did not read my first story "A Single Drop Of Blood" you might be in the dark about a few things. To get to it you would have to search for my author profile thing, my names Devil of Light, and go into it through there. It's not the best story but its not too bad. And hey, it's my first story, get off my back.
Talking in " ".
Thinking in * *.
Flashbacks and Sound effects in ~ ~ (yes it's the same symbol but you should be able to discern between the two).
Reikaru stood upon the bluff as he realized that the time would come soon for him to leave this plane for a little while. He hoped Ranma would be okay. He had trained the boy very well, but there were still great evils. One even more powerful than him. And he was pretty fucking strong. He pulled out his Walkman and pressed play. Points Of Authority by Linkin Park started to play as he walked away from the edge.
Forfeit the game
Before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame
And puts your name to shame
Cover up your face
You can't run the race
The pace is too fast
You just won't last
You love the way I look at you
While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through
You take away if I give in
My life, my pride is broken
You like to think you're never wrong
(You live what you've learned)
You have to act like you're someone
(You live what you've learned)
You want someone to hurt like you
(You live what you've learned)
You want to share what you've been through
(You live what you've learned)
You love the things I say I'll do
The way I'll hurt myself again just to get back at you
You take away when I give in
My life, my pride is broken
"BAKA!" ~WHAMMMMMM~ Reikaru winced, as he heard the loud crack and thud that Akane's hammer could somehow make simultaneously, through the music playing. "Jesus Ranma." He muttered to himself. "If you keep letting her hit you like that and don't empty any anger one day you're gonna snap." As he started to walk away he flexed his arms and two large scimitars rolled seemingly out of them. He spun the huge swords in a complex pattern then slashed in an X, and where the X was in the air reality "ripped" and opened into a black hole. In the swirling darkness beyond Reikaru began to make his journey to once again save mankind. "Another day." He muttered as the rip closed behind him.
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Ranma felt a heavy pounding go through his brain as he attempted to lift his head. *Stupid tomboy. Even after I risked my life against Sato this is still how she treats me. * He slowly got up and shook of the haze that clouded his eyes. *Damn, that smells good. * He thought as he made his way down to the kitchen. Then he froze as he heard the one thing that could ruin his day in under a second. He didn't even have to hear her sentence, it just registered that it came from the kitchen. "Okay Kasumi, you made the appetizer, I'll do the main course." *Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed, all please help me. * He tried to creep back up the stairs, and came to with a lump on his head in front of the table while Akane called from the kitchen "It'll be ready in a second!" Genma's eye began to twitch as he joined his seat next to Ranma. Ranma wearily asked, "Where's the appetizers?" "You missed them." As Ranma was crying and slamming his head down on the table Genma asked, "Boy what did you do this time?" "What the hell do you mean?" "SHE ONLY DOES THIS WHEN SHE'S MADE AT YOU!" "DON'T YOU GO PINNING THIS ON ME YOU MIDDLE-AGED BASTARD!" Ranma and Genma stopped their tirade as Akane set plates of . . . . well of. . . you know I think that might be a sin against nature. Anyway Ranma and Genma eyed the "food" warily as Akane stood in front of them smiling. "Go ahead." She offered cheerfully. Ranma picked up his fork, and put it back down, then picked it up, and then back down, this continued for a few minutes as Ranma decided what he would rather do, die, or die. *Hmmmmmmmmmm. I'll guess I'll go with food death. * Ranma started to eat; the stomachache began even before the food was on the fork. He swallowed, and ran to the bathroom as his stomach returned the food from where it came. ~GURFHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGG~ ~GURGFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF~ "RANMA YOU JERK!" ~WHAMMMMM~ Passersby's hurried by the old Tendo place as they heard the noises from inside. "I hear its haunted." On kid said to another as they hurried to their school. Another day, another bruise.
*************************************************************
Ranma limped his way to school as Akane haughtily walked a little in front of him. *Christ, * Ranma thought as he walked on the fence. *What the hell did I do this time? I can't control bodily functions. * But apparently Akane didn't care as her own thoughts raged. *THAT JERK! * Maybe not too complex but they raged all he same. As Ranma entered the school grounds Kuno, surprisingly, wasn't there ripping off Shakespeare to impress Akane and degrade Ranma. *Thank god, * Ranma thought as he limped through the Furinkan schoolyard. *Finally one thing that's* ~Tinkle~ "NIHAO AIREN!" *SHIT! * ~BAMMMMMM~ Shampoo got off her bike slowly and noticed Ranma crumpled on the ground. "Silly airen, Trix are for kids!" She said bubbly. All the gathered people stared at her. Even Ranma woke up for that one. "Errr, Shampoo mean WO DA AIREN!" And she launched herself at Ranma, who promptly got pounded, because he obviously was only scrambling away to get closer to Shampoo. "Pervert." Akane huffed as she walked in the school.
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The man adjusted his binoculars as Ranma walked into school. "Heh, poor bastard." He mumbled as he put the binoculars away into his large green trench coat. He leapt onto the nearby roof silently and pulled out a strangely glowing rock. He put the rock near his mouth and began to speak, "I'll get everything into position soon sensei." As he finished he pressed onto the rock. "Good." A deep voice said from wherever the rock reached to. "Go Setsuyo, it will be soon." The man put the rock back into his trench coat and walked away.
**********************************************************
A slow breeze moved through the trees as we see an open plain. The tall grass sways in the wind as we see a shadow moving through the grass. The thing has a long hooded robe with a cape, a chain hangs out of it's left sleeve and jangles as it completes a series of movements ending with it throwing a dust onto the ground. A monument shoots up from the ground with a misshapen figure jutting from the top. The figure lets out a low evil laugh as it walks away. On its way "out" it passes a sign, revealing the location. Nerima Central Park.
