The next Morning…

Ranma shuddered at the cold feeling of the sun's warm rays; usually they felt so good. But after the vile sickening sensation of his splitting with Devil Ranma, everything seems sick to him. The stranger smirked slamming the door shut to his home, which held the spastic Ranma. Barely recovering, while his dark twin continues the bloody massacre he began with Ryouga. "Honestly we run out of more food faster then Akane's depression can eat.

Every time she's depressed about something she stuffs herself silly, hope Ranma returns soon"; Kasumi prattled on to herself as she walked home. Carrying a full bag of groceries from the market this so far fine morning, the young sister stopped at the sight of ambulances, police, & a black body bag. "Oh my uh" Katsumi brushed her chocolate brown hair clear from her eyes, to tap an officer's shoulder asking him politely "Um what happened here?".

"A real sicko came out of the night and attacked this warrior kid" her eyes widened she feared it was Ranma, "Is the victim…all right?" she gulped. The cop frowned to her and unzipped the bag showing the pale butchered corpse of "Ryouga", Katsumi squeaked before collapsing in a pale faint. "Just great hey chief what do we do with her?" the blue spiked haired officer shouted, holding up Katsumi and her dropped groceries.

"Take her home she's either got a real weak stomach or she knows the poor son of a bitch, tell her family too. I got a feeling this is just the beginning". A pair of ancient eyes blink at the murderous scene, wrinkled eyebrows furred their white hairs into confusion. "That's exactly what I'm afraid of" a swift breeze chilled the papers of the dark alley, clearing the watcher's path. Her old voice crinkled quietly "This is wrong, it's all gone terribly wrong.

I've got to get back to my shop and talk this over before our plans goes up in smoke, luckily those stupid police never come up to my little store anyway. So I'll be able to have some privacy" the being now revealed to be Cologne, running off to her soup and noodle store unaware she was being followed. Meanwhile tension was building up at the Tendo School of Martial Arts; the death of Ryouga has not only mortified but also shocked the family into fear.

Soun slammed his fist to the table firmly "Purposturios I won't believe it", Nabiki grabbed his shirt and screamed angrily at her father with panic. "DAMMIT dad wake up and see the truth its him and we all know it", "Your acting very strange today Nabiki, & I don't think your thinking very clearly. Ranma has been our student and son for quiet some time he would never"

"Kill Ryouga" Katsumi repeated weakly, the paleness of her face still hasn't vanished her shivering complexion. Akane took this the hardest, ever since the news she's been curled in a cold little ball her mind racing with thoughts. She never did like Ryouga at least not like she did Ranma, and with him vanishing along with P-chan and now Ryouga ending up dead. "It's all too much to take, I don't understand what the hell is going on anymore OH".

Akane said as she continued to sobbingly weep into her wet bed sheets, soaked from constant flows of shimmering tears. Part of her was sad for what happened to Ryouga, but at the same time she still was sad for Ranma. The vivid memories of her "love" trying desperately to prove that P-chan was Ryouga. She sighed loudly "And like an idiot I ignored it, I thought he was a cute little pet. But instead he just wanted to pork me up to like him".

That thought just made her shudder in sickening disgust, not as sick as the mental image of Ryouga's body though. Akane listened to hear her sisters and father argue things haven't been the same since Ranma left, and she feared they never would, that they'd only get much worse. "I think the logical thing to do right now is stay in doors with a murderer on the loose, were all in danger" Genma announced Soun nodded "I strongly agree".

"NO" a loud shriek escaped the trembling lips of "Akane?" "Dad killer or not we can't stop looking for Ranma, he's still out there all by himself. I mean…he could be hurt…or s-s-cared…or, or kidnapped or dead", panic was shattering her speech reducing her incoherent ramblings of icy fear. "I don't care how I look to them anymore, or if they know that I really do. L- l-l-l-ove…Ranma. I do love him but right now all I want is to have him back".

Akane thought to herself, the black haired girl's thoughts rampaged frantically inside her head. Nabiki sneered at Akane and shoved a violent firm finger to her face, "This is all YOUR fault" "Wha…MY FAULT?!". Soun sighed and stepped back, sweat dropping at the sight of thunder bolts striking from his daughter's rivaling eyes. Akane shrieked "How in the hell is this my fault?" Nabiki shouted back "You're the one who yelled at him.

You're the one who hit him with my safe, and called him names" "WOW wait a sec you called him names too Nabiki", "BOTH of you settle down" Katsumi jerked her sisters down to the floor panting from her anger fit. Taking a quick breather both Akane and Nabiki calmed down, and told their father and Genma what they said to Ranma the last day they saw him.

"When Ranma woke up….I did call him a few names" "NABIKI" Akane glared grinding her teeth at Nabiki. "I called him a perverted freeloading asshole, that only caused problems in everyone's life. AND that he should drop dead to make us all feel better", Nabiki frowned to Akane. Who simply returned a cold stare, as Akane spoke her out her own insults to Ranma. "I was VERY upset with him and I said being engaged to me was a mistake.

That it was doing nothing but making our lives miserable, and that I hated him. And despite the fact I KNEW he liked me deep down inside….I said that…I felt nothing for him, nothing at all" with that Akane held her face. A deep silent stillness bestirred the family, things certainly looked very grim.

But things were about to get a whole lot grimmer, almost as grim as the inside of Cologne's restaurant. Which she's about to see just as we speak. "Sweet Jesus Christ" Cologne gasped loudly with a jaw dropping gaze, her eyes and nose fixed on the sickening scene that had befallen her shop. Happisau, the perverted little panty stealer had been brutally slaughtered. His organs, body parts, head & every bloody bodily piece of him torn out.

The entire kitchen was splattered with his sizzling blood, boiling his melted puss filled intestines oozing their disgusting insides out on the hot grill. Worst of all was his head, dangling from a meat hook attacked to the roof dribbling blood off the twisted view of his STILL attached spinal cord. "What has she done…for the love of GOD, GOOD GOD what has she done?" Cologne screamed in a frantic pitch, shivering with cold disgust.

Trembling her wooden cane like a rattle as she walked slowly towards the mess, that was once a human being ignorant to all sounds…except the door. BAM! "AH…w-w-who's there?" squeaked the creaky chatterbox of Cologne, she asked who was there but in truth she didn't want an answer. But that's exactly what she got and from the one person she REALLY didn't want one from.

"Poor Miss Amazonian bitch mouth doesn't like my work, I'm crushed" the dark voice made a tisk noise slowly revealing his red furry body. Cologne gasped "It's you" Devil Ranma screamed out bashing 2 tables into splinters, shattered wood chips rained against the wood floor some had bloodstains. Perhaps it belonged to the fresh blood of Happisau on Devil Ranma's claws, his goat hooves clicked across the creaky doorsteps as he stalked closer.

Cologne could only warily retreat as far as the kitchen counter top, wavering her cane in a vain attempt to ward him off. "What's the matter fuck face, you seem to be scared of your own creation or rather your potion's creation", Cologne widened her fearful his eyes in shock "My potion….no it can't be". Devil Ranma laughed loudly extending his razor claws, "That's impossible only those in my directly family have possession of the Devil's mark curse".

Cologne's words only made Devil Ranma laugh even harder as he stepped forward kicking her cane out of her hands, and shattering it with his claws. He then grabbed her by her old choking throat and stared firmly at her fear filled eyes, "I'm anything BUT curse I'm Ranma's answer to all his troubles from you and every last one of you FUCK FACED SINNERS". Devil Ranma frantically screamed rage boiling on his face from his words.

Desperately Cologne tried to talk back but the fear Devil Ranma chilled in her spine, caused to her stop and merely shiver more in fear as he spoke on. "I bet it felt real good to make Ranma suffer like that huh. To enjoy HUMILIATING him with those pathetic forms of torture you call training, especially making him live in agony over the cat's tongue point technique. Oh ho you'll bay big time for that one BITCH!", "NO" Cologne screamed.

Devil Ranma slashed her right eyes and silenced her bleeding screams of pain moaning out "Your…fucking mad" Cologne gagged out in bloody pain. "Right on the money again tit sags your potion creates just that out of a person. You must know how it goes" he enjoyed mocking Cologne so, watching her squeal in dying agony holding her dead eye gushing blood.

"Let me enlighten you then before I send you off to the same hell hole you put Ranma through, the Devil's curse is like a magnet for human suffering. It takes all of the anger, rage, fury, depression, sadness, hatred, and cold blood lust for revenge that exists in deepest darkest bowels of one's soul. Then it manifests the anger and suffering into a living being namely…me, (my favorite part) then goes out to KILL all that made those feelings".

Cologne screamed and grabbed a frying pan and butcher knife from behind the counter, stained with Happisau's blood and lunged them at Devil Ranma. "I don't care who made you you'll kill NO MORE" "More like one more" the devil being laughed, as he easily avoided the attacks with great speed. Mostly thanks to his blood angel wings that flew him from both weapons, then using sick and quick skills Devil Ranma's slashed off Cologne's arms.

The amazon queen screamed like a walking blood fountain of tear streaming agony, unable to stop the barbaric assault of Devil Ranma. Raising his black goat hoof legs grinning, "Field goal" drop kicking Cologne into the kitchen. The bone-crushing blow hurled the limbess Cologne into a microwave and slamming the lid shut, locking her into the portable oven with ease. "Cooked her own oven, doesn't rain any heavier ironic shit then that HAHAHAHA".

The cackling cry of Devil Ranma's laugh was barely heard, over the bone chilling screams of Cologne as the microwave's heat waves melted her. Globs of flesh oozed off her ragged bones, dissolving into piles of puke. Organs bursting their insides out with cracks and, blood gushing splatters that cracked like rotting fruit inside the oven. "Pop goes the weasel HA, and speaking of weasels" Devil Ranma flapped his blood wings into the air.

Launching away from the exploding food shop with the thick smell, of burning blood and flesh fueling his wicked pleasure further. "Hold the pot roast for me Akuno baby DADDY'S COMING HOME HAHAHAHAHA".



To be continued…