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Takes place a couple months after Vol 38.
Heart of a Phoenix
Prologue
Deep within the mountain of Mount Pheonix, a old man stood in front of a glowing ball of light.
"Soon it will be time." he said quietly to himself, finishing what ever he had been doing at the time.
"Yes. Soon he will awaken." a second voice came from behind him "Though trusting that fool was a mistake with him was a mistake and cost us more then we had expected."
"But our king did survive, did he not?" the first asked, turning toward the second.
"Yes, but it'll be a few years before we are ready for his accension and the Phoenix Tap in Jusendo will take much time to repair."
"Of course. But it will all come to pass and we will be ready to begin." the old man stated.
"You think he'll help us?"
"Of course. He after all is one of us."
"I have other things to tend to so I must take my leave." the second said while she bowed and began heading for the exit.
Just before the second reached the door, the old man called her to wait.
"What?" she said, slightly annouyed.
The old man just smiled. "Be mind full of the cold water. Your other form really doesn't do you any credit."
The woman glared angrily at the old man before she left the room.
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For the third time this month, ranma found himself watching his final battle against Saffron. Watching as he stood off to the side near one of the mountains steep edges. It was always the same dream. He would just stand there and watch while the image of himself fought the Phoenix god.
But looking around this time, he notice a new face in the dream. The image of the Kima, but he noticed something strange about her. It wasn't that she had not yet gone to help her king but the look of recognition on her face. Who? he couldn't figure out.
Slowly the wind started dieing down, revealing the two combatants, realizing that in his place, another winged person was fighting Saffron instead of himself.
"What's going on?" he nearly yelled in confusion, kicking himself for forgetting that it was only a dream. At his angle he couldn't see the face of the unknown figure.
"Ranma!" a voice seemed to yell at him quietly making him jump.
"Wh, who's there?"
"Ranma..." the voice started "Time to wake up!!"
*Splash*
Ramna jerked awake suddenly as the cold water began to drip for his, now her, hair.
"What ya do that for?" Ranma yelled at the girl near the door, holding a now empty bucket.
"Ranma, if you don't get up, we're gonna be late!" the youngest Tendo yelled before rushing off to do what ever she did in the morning.
"Stupid tomboy." she muttered darkly.
Quickly, she got up, dressed, and headed downstairs...
Takes place a couple months after Vol 38.
Heart of a Phoenix
Prologue
Deep within the mountain of Mount Pheonix, a old man stood in front of a glowing ball of light.
"Soon it will be time." he said quietly to himself, finishing what ever he had been doing at the time.
"Yes. Soon he will awaken." a second voice came from behind him "Though trusting that fool was a mistake with him was a mistake and cost us more then we had expected."
"But our king did survive, did he not?" the first asked, turning toward the second.
"Yes, but it'll be a few years before we are ready for his accension and the Phoenix Tap in Jusendo will take much time to repair."
"Of course. But it will all come to pass and we will be ready to begin." the old man stated.
"You think he'll help us?"
"Of course. He after all is one of us."
"I have other things to tend to so I must take my leave." the second said while she bowed and began heading for the exit.
Just before the second reached the door, the old man called her to wait.
"What?" she said, slightly annouyed.
The old man just smiled. "Be mind full of the cold water. Your other form really doesn't do you any credit."
The woman glared angrily at the old man before she left the room.
**************
For the third time this month, ranma found himself watching his final battle against Saffron. Watching as he stood off to the side near one of the mountains steep edges. It was always the same dream. He would just stand there and watch while the image of himself fought the Phoenix god.
But looking around this time, he notice a new face in the dream. The image of the Kima, but he noticed something strange about her. It wasn't that she had not yet gone to help her king but the look of recognition on her face. Who? he couldn't figure out.
Slowly the wind started dieing down, revealing the two combatants, realizing that in his place, another winged person was fighting Saffron instead of himself.
"What's going on?" he nearly yelled in confusion, kicking himself for forgetting that it was only a dream. At his angle he couldn't see the face of the unknown figure.
"Ranma!" a voice seemed to yell at him quietly making him jump.
"Wh, who's there?"
"Ranma..." the voice started "Time to wake up!!"
*Splash*
Ramna jerked awake suddenly as the cold water began to drip for his, now her, hair.
"What ya do that for?" Ranma yelled at the girl near the door, holding a now empty bucket.
"Ranma, if you don't get up, we're gonna be late!" the youngest Tendo yelled before rushing off to do what ever she did in the morning.
"Stupid tomboy." she muttered darkly.
Quickly, she got up, dressed, and headed downstairs...