Pain Chapter 2
Legal Notes: I do not own ranma 1/2 or any affiliated material. Takahasi-Sama owns them and i bow to her superior skills.
Oh, Hello. Just washing my hands here. Wash wash wash. Some people tell me that blood never gets out of your hands. They are increadibly wrong about that. It just takes a superior application of force as well as steel wool.
Why am i talking about this with you? Oh no reason. Just gotta wash my hands again. Dam Neko-Ken. Sometimes i really wish that this was all a dream and that none of whats happened has happened. But... *Sigh* ... The world doesnt work that easily.
For awhile takeing me to china seemed like a good thing. Unlike japan with a cat every dam corner china doesnt have such densities. That was until i saw a really BIG Cat. When i woke up i was in the familiar pain that usualy followed one of two things. Either being beaten half to death, or falling off a really large building. Judgeing by the iron chains around my wrists with these funny round iron gloves that completely covered my hands and imobilized the fingers within. Also the iron bar gag in my moth kept it open and effectively muffled any protests i might had had. I was inside a very sturdy looking cage and the chains binding me were very tight and i found only the smallest twitches were available to my restrained body. I was also completely naked and very hungry.
I lay there for awhile in a meditative trance focused on healing. I found this exceedingly difficult due to some strange things occuring with my Ki. I was paitent enough to figure them out and fix the problems to regain healing ability but some other things were too far beyond my simple mastery.
After what seemed like hours but was more like minuites, I heard someone enter the room. They came right up to my cage and stared down at me. Considering the tight collar and bindings i was unable to look up to see them but i felt thier gaze travel over me. The sharp poke with a stick was ment to rouse me from any type of slumber but effectively woke me from my meditation. Struggleing to look up was futile so i just sat there. There was really nothing i could do to stop my captors but i had a suspicion that whatever they wished to do to me i probably deserved.
I felt the sharp jab of the stick a second before i passed out.
I awoke next still bound but this time i was bound to a dowl suspended between two upright poles. I was in a diffrent room and hanging upside down. I found i could move more but beyond moveing my head and my body would seem to lock up for about half an hour for no immediate reason.
Around an hour after i woke someone entered the room and came up to me. Seeing my wakefulness they spoke quick chinese to me. I blinked stupidly at the very small midget lady on a knarled cane who seemed to hop around instead of walk. Speaking again in more insistant tones i didnt move or make a sound because i really didnt know what they were saying.
"Do you understand me boy?"
Now were getting somewhere. The lady FINALY spoke japanese. I tried to speak but with the dam iron bar forceing my jaw and tounge into unatural positions gaged me preaty effectively. Seeing the rise out of me that was not unexpected she nodded and continued to speak.
"You have done a very bad thing son in law." I quirked my head to the side as a rumble from my abused throat escaped with a "Gruh?"
"You defeated my great grandaughter in combat. But you didnt just defeat her. You murdered her. If not for the condition we soon found out you had we would have killed you on the spot. However most of the council STILL wants to kill you even after they found out that you suffered from the neko ken. I was under the impression that that particular technique was BANNED from being taught but someone obviously taught you. Others call for trial by combat against a matriarch to deal punishment. Considering it was my great grandaughter you killed i have the right to fight you."
At around the time she said i had killed it suddenly clicked in my mind. The mysterious blood on my hands when i woke from the neko-ken. Why The idiot got even more edgy. Why i was tied up like a dangerous animal. I had killed. And this was not the first time. Stragely i did not feel remorse for my victims. I would find out later that this was a sideffect of the neko-ken's splitting of my psyche. All trauma/emotional pain was sent to the neko personality to be delt with later. The lady continued to talk to me for awhile but i didnt listen. I began a long introspection of myself and that consumed nearly all my brain power. The endless beatings by my father destroying most of my braincells after awhile.
Legal Notes: I do not own ranma 1/2 or any affiliated material. Takahasi-Sama owns them and i bow to her superior skills.
Oh, Hello. Just washing my hands here. Wash wash wash. Some people tell me that blood never gets out of your hands. They are increadibly wrong about that. It just takes a superior application of force as well as steel wool.
Why am i talking about this with you? Oh no reason. Just gotta wash my hands again. Dam Neko-Ken. Sometimes i really wish that this was all a dream and that none of whats happened has happened. But... *Sigh* ... The world doesnt work that easily.
For awhile takeing me to china seemed like a good thing. Unlike japan with a cat every dam corner china doesnt have such densities. That was until i saw a really BIG Cat. When i woke up i was in the familiar pain that usualy followed one of two things. Either being beaten half to death, or falling off a really large building. Judgeing by the iron chains around my wrists with these funny round iron gloves that completely covered my hands and imobilized the fingers within. Also the iron bar gag in my moth kept it open and effectively muffled any protests i might had had. I was inside a very sturdy looking cage and the chains binding me were very tight and i found only the smallest twitches were available to my restrained body. I was also completely naked and very hungry.
I lay there for awhile in a meditative trance focused on healing. I found this exceedingly difficult due to some strange things occuring with my Ki. I was paitent enough to figure them out and fix the problems to regain healing ability but some other things were too far beyond my simple mastery.
After what seemed like hours but was more like minuites, I heard someone enter the room. They came right up to my cage and stared down at me. Considering the tight collar and bindings i was unable to look up to see them but i felt thier gaze travel over me. The sharp poke with a stick was ment to rouse me from any type of slumber but effectively woke me from my meditation. Struggleing to look up was futile so i just sat there. There was really nothing i could do to stop my captors but i had a suspicion that whatever they wished to do to me i probably deserved.
I felt the sharp jab of the stick a second before i passed out.
I awoke next still bound but this time i was bound to a dowl suspended between two upright poles. I was in a diffrent room and hanging upside down. I found i could move more but beyond moveing my head and my body would seem to lock up for about half an hour for no immediate reason.
Around an hour after i woke someone entered the room and came up to me. Seeing my wakefulness they spoke quick chinese to me. I blinked stupidly at the very small midget lady on a knarled cane who seemed to hop around instead of walk. Speaking again in more insistant tones i didnt move or make a sound because i really didnt know what they were saying.
"Do you understand me boy?"
Now were getting somewhere. The lady FINALY spoke japanese. I tried to speak but with the dam iron bar forceing my jaw and tounge into unatural positions gaged me preaty effectively. Seeing the rise out of me that was not unexpected she nodded and continued to speak.
"You have done a very bad thing son in law." I quirked my head to the side as a rumble from my abused throat escaped with a "Gruh?"
"You defeated my great grandaughter in combat. But you didnt just defeat her. You murdered her. If not for the condition we soon found out you had we would have killed you on the spot. However most of the council STILL wants to kill you even after they found out that you suffered from the neko ken. I was under the impression that that particular technique was BANNED from being taught but someone obviously taught you. Others call for trial by combat against a matriarch to deal punishment. Considering it was my great grandaughter you killed i have the right to fight you."
At around the time she said i had killed it suddenly clicked in my mind. The mysterious blood on my hands when i woke from the neko-ken. Why The idiot got even more edgy. Why i was tied up like a dangerous animal. I had killed. And this was not the first time. Stragely i did not feel remorse for my victims. I would find out later that this was a sideffect of the neko-ken's splitting of my psyche. All trauma/emotional pain was sent to the neko personality to be delt with later. The lady continued to talk to me for awhile but i didnt listen. I began a long introspection of myself and that consumed nearly all my brain power. The endless beatings by my father destroying most of my braincells after awhile.