I ran out of pre-written chapters to put up, so I've started writing
again. I think the break from the Identity-verse did me a lot of good.
I've got nice, new and fresh ideas to play with, and I'm not staring at
the fic going 'huh?' while trying to understand what I typed up.
Although, I have done a bit of staring at False Identity doing the "I
wrote that? No way!" thing ;)
Eike - No, I don't have a livejournal. You could give me one? *perks up*
Really? That'd be awesome. Here, email me: jutsu@3web.net
True Identity
Chapter Five - Plots
Li Xiang
Nabiki paused at the foot of her sister's hospital bed, staring into
the lax face of her younger sister. Memories of their mother flashed
through her head, images of the woman sprawled out over the bed. It had
been after her mother's death that she had joined Kritiker. A younger
girl with an insane talent for numbers, and ferreting out secrets,
Kritiker had welcomed her with open arms, and trained her how to use
her skills.
They would pay for Akane's up keep as long as she was part of their
service. And once you were a part of Kritiker, you _never_ left.
"Don't you worry, Akane. Ranma _will_ pay for this," the brunette
proceeded to turn on her heel and pad out of the hospital room. A
commotion a few doors down caught her eye, and she turned to
investigate.
Despite being weak from not moving for several months, Xian Phu refused
to accept any help in standing. Tears rolled down the amazon's face,
fingers reaching up, desperately entangled in short violet hair. It
fell ragged around her ears, and Nabiki recalled a passage she'd seen
in the amazon book of laws, 'Any Female Warrior who loses status among
the warriors, shall have their hair removed'.
Stepping into the room, she tapped a doctor on the shoulder, "Who was
the one who cut her hair? That's what she'd upset about."
"A bad haircut?" he gave the teenager beside him a strange look, "And
someone shaved her head after we got her stabilized a few months back.
We found her hair tied in a bundle beside her."
As he spoke the words, Xian Phu sunk to her knees, sobbing. Her lips
moved as though to speak, but only a whistle of air passed through
them. Fingers feel from her hair to touch her lips, then her throat,
finding the raised, long jaded scar that ran across it. Her tears fell
harder, and not even the ice queen could stay frozen. The older teen
gathered the younger into her arms, and rocked her gently back and
forth.
All the while whispering promises of revenge on Ranma and Farfello.
---
They were trapped, cornered, surrounded on all sides... and they could
hear Schuldich laughing.
Rache's suspicions on who the girls were, as well as the government
reports, were confirmed as the two pseudo-senshi were herded back
towards Hikawa Jinga-- Hino Rei's shrine. Apollo and Charon had been
surrounded by the senshi, as though they were some sort of honor guard,
and taken back to the shrine. The ground came to a rest in the grove of
cherry trees behind Hikawa Jinga, Charon sitting cross-legged on the
ground, and Apollo taking a perch on a low branch. The other senshi all
took various positions around them.
"All right," Charon closed her eyes and leaned back against the tree
behind her, "We'll answer any question you ask that we can, as long as
it won't effect those we care about."
"Sounds reasonable," Neptune pursed her lips, and Uranus smirked. The
short-haired blonde popped the first question.
"Who the hell are you?!"
Apollo snickered, "Short tempered, ain't she?"
"Xue..." Charon warned with a sharp look. Apollo grinned back, having
lived through both the Abyssian Death Glare, and the Crawford Stare of
Doom(tm), Charon's Look of Impending Violence(tm) was nothing. They
grey garbed "senshi" looked back at those around them, "We'll tell you,
if you tell us."
Sailormoon spoke up, before anyone could tell her otherwise, "Of
course! I'm Tsukino Usagi!" with a thought, the winged woman was
replaced by the blonde eighteen year old. In similar manner the rest of
the senshi introduced themselves-- although both Hino Rei and Tenou
Haruka sent the two redheads dark looks.
Said redheads panicked for a moment-- neither had realised that the
uniforms could be banished as such, before Usagi shrieked,
"Naru-chan?!"
/Don't you just _love_ messing with people's minds?/
/Danke Bruder!/ Rache sent her mental reply quickly, returning to the
conversation to hear Ranma introduce herself.
"--Nyu Xue Shi."
"_The_ Nyu Xue Shi?!" Tomoe Hotaru practically _threw_ herself at
Ranma, "The singer? The one who realised 'Noir et blanc'?!"
"That would be me," Xue Shi grinned, "But I think the girl guide squad
wants to ask some questions."
"Girl Guide Squad?!" Haruka actually had to be held back from attacking
the redhead as she roared at the insult. Seething, the blonde settled
down, if only to plan out Xue Shi's rather elaborate death.
"Calm down!" Rache barked, "Xue! Don't you _dare_ start anything now!"
"Whoa, Naru," Xue Shi waved her hands, "_you_ calm down. I was just
teasin' them..."
"I _do_ know why you tease people, Xue Shi. Don't start back sliding
again."
"Back sliding?" Mizuno Ami jumped in, "Does this have anything to do
with that... Osiris-person's comment of being 'Bastet'?"
Xue Shi bared her teeth in a snarl, "It _might_--"
"Xue Shi," Rache cut her 'partner' off, "Doesn't like to think about
that. One of the enemy-- a psychopath named Ptah-- took a liking to
her. He kidnaped her, turned her into his little slave Bastet, and
unleashed her onto the world."
Xue Shi's voice was properly subdued as they spoke of the story cooked
up by Schuldich and Aya during Apollo and Horus' fight, "The only
reason I'm not still under his control is because of my awakening."
"Awakening?" quoted the senshi-proper.
Xue Shi hiked an eyebrow, "What do you call the awakening of your
Sailorsenshi selves?"
"We never really thought of that," Kino Makoto shook her head.
Usagi shifted, tangling her finger sin one pigtail, "Why didn't you say
your were a Sailorsenshi before, Naru-chan?"
"Why didn't you?"
Before it could degenerate into a bawling Moon Princess, Rei asked her
own question, "How long have you two been senshi?"
Rache frowned. This was going to be a hard one... "A few months now, I
was awoken because my brother was mucking around with a few of his
toys--"
"You don't _have_ a brother!" Usagi got out, and proceeded to back down
at the fierce glare she got in return.
"Schuldich and I were separated when our parents put us up for adoption
when we were little. It was pure chance I found him a year ago," Rache
stood up, looking up at her 'partner', "We've leaving _now_. Let's go,
Xue." She stalked off into the darkness. Xue Shi cast the girls an
unreadable look.
"Schu means everything to Naru. Don't even dare think of suggesting
they aren't related, ever again. She may not be the most powerful or
the most dangerous-- but that doesn't mean _I'm_ not," with that
not-so-subtle threat, Xue Shi bounded into the trees.
They had confirmed the identities of all but two of the senshi.
Chibimoon and Pluto were the only ones not present. They could get
whoever those two were confirmed another time. Right now, what really
mattered was that Rache had shot off into the night, upset. And dressed
up like a whore.
Ranma put on the speed, tracking the now familiar signature of Rache's
personal aura.
---
Omi stepped into Nabiki's room, one of only two people allowed to do so
without knocking, and came upon an interesting scene. Nabiki in her
room was normal. A lavender haired woman seated cross-legged on her bed
was not. For a moment, he stared at the younger teen in confusion, then
turned back to his girlfriend.
He slid his backpack off his back, and proceeded to drop it in her lap.
"What's this?"
Omi draped his arms loosely over her shoulders, "You said you wanted to
be able to physically harm Saotome. I visited Tao Pei's shop in the
Ginza-- and considering Ranma's curse, you'd have to believe in
magic..."
"How do you--" Nabiki stopped as Xian Phu stuck a note in her face,
"Shampoo? What do you..." she paused long enough to actually read the
kanji scrawled across the page. She blinked then turned to the lavender
haired teen, "You're kidding. Tao Pei's an amazon?"
Both seventeen year olds read the second note, "She was banished?" Omi
looked confused, "Why?"
Xian Phu made as thought o speak, proceeded to scowl at her lack of
that particular ability, and scribbled something else out. 'She dabbled
in black magic. The elders banished her.'
Omi cocked his head to one side, "You should learn sign language. It
would make communicating much easier."
"We were planning on it," Nabiki fingered the books in her lap, "Black
Magic, hmmm? This would most likely be the _only_ way I can make Ranma
pay. For what he did to Akane, and what he did to you, Shampoo."
The lavender haired teenager grinned at Nabiki, quickly scrawling out,
'Tao Pei is my mother. She taught me some of her spells. I can help you
learn.'
Omi barely even blinked as all this was planned out. He would have to
be close by in order to prevent the two females from actually _killing_
Ranma, but he didn't really mind if the sociopathic martial artist got
hurt. The gender-bender would be able to handle it.
'First,' Xian Phu wrote, 'You need to choose a basis. A basis is a
person upon whom you bind your mind to, as the strain of the higher
dark magicks can destroy your mind; the basis' presence in the back of
your mind will help to keep you sane...'
---
And somewhere out there, Hibiki Ryouga was working himself into a fine
rage as he searched for Ranma.
He had yet to find out about Akane.
---
Rache had found herself in a bit of a tough spot.
Okay, maybe more than "a bit" she corrected herself, as she found
herself being backed into an alley not all that far away from the House.
A few blocks at most. Unfortunately, she could _feel_ every _millimeter_
of those three or four blocks, and knew that she was alone.
She could have reached out along that telepathic link to her brother and
called for help.
When you're scared shitless over what's going to happen to you, you
don't exactly think straight. Her mind was gibbering with fear as she
realized she was a scantily clad girl surrounded by seven or eight
really, really big men. She was terrified, although there was a small
piece of her that was distant from what was happening, watching with a
faint edge of curiosity, as though she was watching some documentary
re-enactment.
The rest of her mind was screaming in terror over the fact that she'd
really ignored all but the basics of her training with Schuldich and
Ranma, which meant she could barely take out _one_ guy, let alone eight.
"Hmph. Picking on one lone girl is really pathetic," came the
oh-so-familiar, and oh-so-welcome cockily mocking tones of one currently
female Saotome Ranma. Following that was an equally familiar laugh, and
a nasal German accented voice floated on the air in accompaniment.
"Maybe we should train these little puppies not to attack their masters,
liebchen."
Ranma smiled, cracking her knuckles, "As long as you promise never to
call me that again, I think this should be fun."
The toughs turned to the two interlopers, and one of them smirked, "Hey
guys! Looks like we gots us a coupla twins."
"Hey, mista," another grinned nastily, "If ya leave 'ere right now, an'
let us have da girls, we won't have any problems wit ya."
"Now, you see," Schuldich tilted his head to one side, emerald eyes
turning hard, "That's a bit of a problem. You see, that's my sister you
have over there. I don't like my family getting hurt. And well, Bishoujo
here just likes to cause havoc."
Ranma grinned nastily, cracking her knuckles and licking her lips,
"Havoc, fun, is there a difference? Maiming, killing... now that's
honest fun."
"Ha!" one of the men chuckled, "Like some little slut like--" he never
finished his sentence as Ranma had moved. The redhead had first planted
her elbow into his solar plexus, used the position to back fist his
face. Following that, she'd twisted, lashed out with a sharp kick that
caught him in the side of his head and sent him flying to the other side
of the alley. All within a few seconds
"I'm no slut," she stated sweetly, to the man trying to get back to his
feet, "You, though... you happen to be in the list of people 'about to
die a painful-painful bloody death'."
As Saotome distracted the toughs, Schuldich had used his considerable
speed to go in, grab Rache, and get out. The two Germans stood at the
mouth of the alley, "Just be home in time for sun-up, Bishoujo. And if
you're going to get messy, at least keep something for Farf to play
with, this time."
She grinned ruthlessly, "Whatever."
---
End Chapter
And I'm cutting that off here, because I'm running out of time. If
enough people ask, I'll put Ranma's little fight scene in the next
chapter. If not... *shrugs* I'll just continue the story starting on the
next day. It doesn't really matter either way to me. As it is, this evil
author has much to be doing right now. Like updating her Yu-Gi-Oh
website.
again. I think the break from the Identity-verse did me a lot of good.
I've got nice, new and fresh ideas to play with, and I'm not staring at
the fic going 'huh?' while trying to understand what I typed up.
Although, I have done a bit of staring at False Identity doing the "I
wrote that? No way!" thing ;)
Eike - No, I don't have a livejournal. You could give me one? *perks up*
Really? That'd be awesome. Here, email me: jutsu@3web.net
True Identity
Chapter Five - Plots
Li Xiang
Nabiki paused at the foot of her sister's hospital bed, staring into
the lax face of her younger sister. Memories of their mother flashed
through her head, images of the woman sprawled out over the bed. It had
been after her mother's death that she had joined Kritiker. A younger
girl with an insane talent for numbers, and ferreting out secrets,
Kritiker had welcomed her with open arms, and trained her how to use
her skills.
They would pay for Akane's up keep as long as she was part of their
service. And once you were a part of Kritiker, you _never_ left.
"Don't you worry, Akane. Ranma _will_ pay for this," the brunette
proceeded to turn on her heel and pad out of the hospital room. A
commotion a few doors down caught her eye, and she turned to
investigate.
Despite being weak from not moving for several months, Xian Phu refused
to accept any help in standing. Tears rolled down the amazon's face,
fingers reaching up, desperately entangled in short violet hair. It
fell ragged around her ears, and Nabiki recalled a passage she'd seen
in the amazon book of laws, 'Any Female Warrior who loses status among
the warriors, shall have their hair removed'.
Stepping into the room, she tapped a doctor on the shoulder, "Who was
the one who cut her hair? That's what she'd upset about."
"A bad haircut?" he gave the teenager beside him a strange look, "And
someone shaved her head after we got her stabilized a few months back.
We found her hair tied in a bundle beside her."
As he spoke the words, Xian Phu sunk to her knees, sobbing. Her lips
moved as though to speak, but only a whistle of air passed through
them. Fingers feel from her hair to touch her lips, then her throat,
finding the raised, long jaded scar that ran across it. Her tears fell
harder, and not even the ice queen could stay frozen. The older teen
gathered the younger into her arms, and rocked her gently back and
forth.
All the while whispering promises of revenge on Ranma and Farfello.
---
They were trapped, cornered, surrounded on all sides... and they could
hear Schuldich laughing.
Rache's suspicions on who the girls were, as well as the government
reports, were confirmed as the two pseudo-senshi were herded back
towards Hikawa Jinga-- Hino Rei's shrine. Apollo and Charon had been
surrounded by the senshi, as though they were some sort of honor guard,
and taken back to the shrine. The ground came to a rest in the grove of
cherry trees behind Hikawa Jinga, Charon sitting cross-legged on the
ground, and Apollo taking a perch on a low branch. The other senshi all
took various positions around them.
"All right," Charon closed her eyes and leaned back against the tree
behind her, "We'll answer any question you ask that we can, as long as
it won't effect those we care about."
"Sounds reasonable," Neptune pursed her lips, and Uranus smirked. The
short-haired blonde popped the first question.
"Who the hell are you?!"
Apollo snickered, "Short tempered, ain't she?"
"Xue..." Charon warned with a sharp look. Apollo grinned back, having
lived through both the Abyssian Death Glare, and the Crawford Stare of
Doom(tm), Charon's Look of Impending Violence(tm) was nothing. They
grey garbed "senshi" looked back at those around them, "We'll tell you,
if you tell us."
Sailormoon spoke up, before anyone could tell her otherwise, "Of
course! I'm Tsukino Usagi!" with a thought, the winged woman was
replaced by the blonde eighteen year old. In similar manner the rest of
the senshi introduced themselves-- although both Hino Rei and Tenou
Haruka sent the two redheads dark looks.
Said redheads panicked for a moment-- neither had realised that the
uniforms could be banished as such, before Usagi shrieked,
"Naru-chan?!"
/Don't you just _love_ messing with people's minds?/
/Danke Bruder!/ Rache sent her mental reply quickly, returning to the
conversation to hear Ranma introduce herself.
"--Nyu Xue Shi."
"_The_ Nyu Xue Shi?!" Tomoe Hotaru practically _threw_ herself at
Ranma, "The singer? The one who realised 'Noir et blanc'?!"
"That would be me," Xue Shi grinned, "But I think the girl guide squad
wants to ask some questions."
"Girl Guide Squad?!" Haruka actually had to be held back from attacking
the redhead as she roared at the insult. Seething, the blonde settled
down, if only to plan out Xue Shi's rather elaborate death.
"Calm down!" Rache barked, "Xue! Don't you _dare_ start anything now!"
"Whoa, Naru," Xue Shi waved her hands, "_you_ calm down. I was just
teasin' them..."
"I _do_ know why you tease people, Xue Shi. Don't start back sliding
again."
"Back sliding?" Mizuno Ami jumped in, "Does this have anything to do
with that... Osiris-person's comment of being 'Bastet'?"
Xue Shi bared her teeth in a snarl, "It _might_--"
"Xue Shi," Rache cut her 'partner' off, "Doesn't like to think about
that. One of the enemy-- a psychopath named Ptah-- took a liking to
her. He kidnaped her, turned her into his little slave Bastet, and
unleashed her onto the world."
Xue Shi's voice was properly subdued as they spoke of the story cooked
up by Schuldich and Aya during Apollo and Horus' fight, "The only
reason I'm not still under his control is because of my awakening."
"Awakening?" quoted the senshi-proper.
Xue Shi hiked an eyebrow, "What do you call the awakening of your
Sailorsenshi selves?"
"We never really thought of that," Kino Makoto shook her head.
Usagi shifted, tangling her finger sin one pigtail, "Why didn't you say
your were a Sailorsenshi before, Naru-chan?"
"Why didn't you?"
Before it could degenerate into a bawling Moon Princess, Rei asked her
own question, "How long have you two been senshi?"
Rache frowned. This was going to be a hard one... "A few months now, I
was awoken because my brother was mucking around with a few of his
toys--"
"You don't _have_ a brother!" Usagi got out, and proceeded to back down
at the fierce glare she got in return.
"Schuldich and I were separated when our parents put us up for adoption
when we were little. It was pure chance I found him a year ago," Rache
stood up, looking up at her 'partner', "We've leaving _now_. Let's go,
Xue." She stalked off into the darkness. Xue Shi cast the girls an
unreadable look.
"Schu means everything to Naru. Don't even dare think of suggesting
they aren't related, ever again. She may not be the most powerful or
the most dangerous-- but that doesn't mean _I'm_ not," with that
not-so-subtle threat, Xue Shi bounded into the trees.
They had confirmed the identities of all but two of the senshi.
Chibimoon and Pluto were the only ones not present. They could get
whoever those two were confirmed another time. Right now, what really
mattered was that Rache had shot off into the night, upset. And dressed
up like a whore.
Ranma put on the speed, tracking the now familiar signature of Rache's
personal aura.
---
Omi stepped into Nabiki's room, one of only two people allowed to do so
without knocking, and came upon an interesting scene. Nabiki in her
room was normal. A lavender haired woman seated cross-legged on her bed
was not. For a moment, he stared at the younger teen in confusion, then
turned back to his girlfriend.
He slid his backpack off his back, and proceeded to drop it in her lap.
"What's this?"
Omi draped his arms loosely over her shoulders, "You said you wanted to
be able to physically harm Saotome. I visited Tao Pei's shop in the
Ginza-- and considering Ranma's curse, you'd have to believe in
magic..."
"How do you--" Nabiki stopped as Xian Phu stuck a note in her face,
"Shampoo? What do you..." she paused long enough to actually read the
kanji scrawled across the page. She blinked then turned to the lavender
haired teen, "You're kidding. Tao Pei's an amazon?"
Both seventeen year olds read the second note, "She was banished?" Omi
looked confused, "Why?"
Xian Phu made as thought o speak, proceeded to scowl at her lack of
that particular ability, and scribbled something else out. 'She dabbled
in black magic. The elders banished her.'
Omi cocked his head to one side, "You should learn sign language. It
would make communicating much easier."
"We were planning on it," Nabiki fingered the books in her lap, "Black
Magic, hmmm? This would most likely be the _only_ way I can make Ranma
pay. For what he did to Akane, and what he did to you, Shampoo."
The lavender haired teenager grinned at Nabiki, quickly scrawling out,
'Tao Pei is my mother. She taught me some of her spells. I can help you
learn.'
Omi barely even blinked as all this was planned out. He would have to
be close by in order to prevent the two females from actually _killing_
Ranma, but he didn't really mind if the sociopathic martial artist got
hurt. The gender-bender would be able to handle it.
'First,' Xian Phu wrote, 'You need to choose a basis. A basis is a
person upon whom you bind your mind to, as the strain of the higher
dark magicks can destroy your mind; the basis' presence in the back of
your mind will help to keep you sane...'
---
And somewhere out there, Hibiki Ryouga was working himself into a fine
rage as he searched for Ranma.
He had yet to find out about Akane.
---
Rache had found herself in a bit of a tough spot.
Okay, maybe more than "a bit" she corrected herself, as she found
herself being backed into an alley not all that far away from the House.
A few blocks at most. Unfortunately, she could _feel_ every _millimeter_
of those three or four blocks, and knew that she was alone.
She could have reached out along that telepathic link to her brother and
called for help.
When you're scared shitless over what's going to happen to you, you
don't exactly think straight. Her mind was gibbering with fear as she
realized she was a scantily clad girl surrounded by seven or eight
really, really big men. She was terrified, although there was a small
piece of her that was distant from what was happening, watching with a
faint edge of curiosity, as though she was watching some documentary
re-enactment.
The rest of her mind was screaming in terror over the fact that she'd
really ignored all but the basics of her training with Schuldich and
Ranma, which meant she could barely take out _one_ guy, let alone eight.
"Hmph. Picking on one lone girl is really pathetic," came the
oh-so-familiar, and oh-so-welcome cockily mocking tones of one currently
female Saotome Ranma. Following that was an equally familiar laugh, and
a nasal German accented voice floated on the air in accompaniment.
"Maybe we should train these little puppies not to attack their masters,
liebchen."
Ranma smiled, cracking her knuckles, "As long as you promise never to
call me that again, I think this should be fun."
The toughs turned to the two interlopers, and one of them smirked, "Hey
guys! Looks like we gots us a coupla twins."
"Hey, mista," another grinned nastily, "If ya leave 'ere right now, an'
let us have da girls, we won't have any problems wit ya."
"Now, you see," Schuldich tilted his head to one side, emerald eyes
turning hard, "That's a bit of a problem. You see, that's my sister you
have over there. I don't like my family getting hurt. And well, Bishoujo
here just likes to cause havoc."
Ranma grinned nastily, cracking her knuckles and licking her lips,
"Havoc, fun, is there a difference? Maiming, killing... now that's
honest fun."
"Ha!" one of the men chuckled, "Like some little slut like--" he never
finished his sentence as Ranma had moved. The redhead had first planted
her elbow into his solar plexus, used the position to back fist his
face. Following that, she'd twisted, lashed out with a sharp kick that
caught him in the side of his head and sent him flying to the other side
of the alley. All within a few seconds
"I'm no slut," she stated sweetly, to the man trying to get back to his
feet, "You, though... you happen to be in the list of people 'about to
die a painful-painful bloody death'."
As Saotome distracted the toughs, Schuldich had used his considerable
speed to go in, grab Rache, and get out. The two Germans stood at the
mouth of the alley, "Just be home in time for sun-up, Bishoujo. And if
you're going to get messy, at least keep something for Farf to play
with, this time."
She grinned ruthlessly, "Whatever."
---
End Chapter
And I'm cutting that off here, because I'm running out of time. If
enough people ask, I'll put Ranma's little fight scene in the next
chapter. If not... *shrugs* I'll just continue the story starting on the
next day. It doesn't really matter either way to me. As it is, this evil
author has much to be doing right now. Like updating her Yu-Gi-Oh
website.