Get Set!!!!
Mousse charged against Ranma. He decided to attack him only with a part of his speed. It was better leave it for a suprise, besides, he didn't fully comprehend just how much speed he actually had, and his control over it was mimimal. The speed might become a doble edged sword to him, it could mean victory, but if he wasn't wise it might mean defeat for him.
Ranma was amazed of how fast was Mousse. It wasn't anything out of human standards, but Mousse wasn't usually this fast. The strike came strong. Ranma jumped out of the way while Mousse's kick crashed into a wall. In this second, he began a counterattack. A quick punch made his way to Mousse, but the warrior caught it in his hand. Another punch came and Mousse caught it too. A match of strength began. Ranma relaxed a bit. Ranma was always stronger than Mousse. This would be easy.... Or not.
Ranma was alarmed this time. Mousse was equally matched with him in strength!!!! None of the warriors was weakening or struggling. Ranma put more energy into it. Mousse did the same. No result. They weren't giving up. "No way!!! When did you get this strong Mousse!!?" Ranma said. "Ha. Have you ever thought about the fact that you have never been able to see my true strength!" "Do you mean that you have always been this way?!!" "Why yes, I DO!!" Mousse said, suddenly stopping all resistance in his arms and jumped. Suprised by the act, Ranma lost control for a second and and almost fell to the front. This was what Mousse was hoping for. he quickly used the moment to kick him on a side, sending him directly against the wall.
Shampoo saw Mousse drop his stance and stand around until Ranma could recover himself. She couldn't believe it. That wasn't Mousse, at least, HER Mousse. He wasn't like this. It wasn't only the fact that he was fighting differently.. It was that she felt something in him, something full of.. Power. And she didn't know what to think about it. But.. Could it be.. Could this be tied to the time he left the village, swearing he would never return?
While Shampoo thought about this and more, the fight had begun again. Ranma was obviously pissed off. He decided he had enough of this. It was time to finish this now. HE waited for Mousse to begin again.
Mousse saw Ranma again ready.. But he wasn't attacking anymore?? "Hmm. he might have a plan.. Well, I'll bite. Let's see his plan" He thought
"Here I come!" he screamed, launching himself at Ranma again. Meanwhile, he was concentrating on Mousse, careful not to lose him. Mousse tried a kick, but Ranma dodged, waiting for an opening. When Mousse tried with a punch, he saw what he was wating for.
Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken!!!!! (Mid-fire Heavenly Broiled Sweet Chestnuts Fist)
Mousse received all the hits directly. He went flying, thanks to the recoil of the power of Ranma's technique.
"Damn!!! How couldn't I see that coming!!!" Mousse scolded himself. He tried to stand up, but Ranma didn't let him breath. The moment he stood up, Ranma used his technique again. Mousse fell again.
"Not good! If this keeps on going, I'll lose!!! What can I do!?, I can't dodge that??!!"
"THEN BLOCK IT!!!!"
"Huh?! Where did that come from?" Mousse thought, a little confused
"WATCH HIS MOVES AND REVERSE THEM!!!!"
Mousse was even more confused. Then he recognized it. It was the same voice that told him to awaken, in the back of his mind. He didn't have no choice. It was the closest thing he had for a plan. He waited for Ranma to attack again.. And hoped he could at least be able to see his movements.
Ranma was half expecting to see Mousse running away, at least until he could figure out a way to defeat his attack. But Mousse was only there, waiting.
"Who does he think he is!!! I'll show him!!!"
He charged again with his Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken. Mousse observed it. Almost as a reflex, his fists opened, and his hands turned flat. He concentrated on Ranma's fists. The attacks were fast, but then, they turned slow in his mind. He could see all of the fists!!!
And then he blocked. His fists followed Ranma's, but with his open hands, he stopped all of Ranma's attacks. He saw all of them and broke all of them.
Akane and the others were astonished. Mousse was mimicking all of Ranma's fists. They appeared to be doing the same technique at once. And Mousse didn't seem to show any sign of exhaustion. Ranma had an expression of surprise and maybe a little fear. He was expecting almost anything from Mousse, except be able to do the same technique at the same rhythm as his.
Mousse saw how Ranma was getting desperate. He increased his speed, but it was no use. Somehow, they appeared now like it was in slow motion. And increasing speed to Mousse was just unfairly easy to think. He chuckled.
"Reverse to the Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken!!!!!" he screamed Mousse's speed increased to an alarming rate, and his attacks came through Ranma's, hitting directly. Ranma stopped attacking. The barrage of Mousse's open fist forced him to brace himself. He received them all and fell backwards.
"I did it!! I reversed his Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken!!! I can't believe it!!" Mousse thought, almost as surprised as anyone else. This was more than a triumph for Mousse. The humiliation that Saotome must have felt to see his technique mimicked and even turned against him. it was. indescribable.
Ranma was hurt. But more than his wounds, his pride was hurt. He was more than pissed off now. He was desperate to win against this new Mousse. No more holding back for him. He would send him flying away, just like every last time.
Ranma stood up. and jumped above the wall. "Catch me if you can!!" He set course for the park. Mousse went after him. He was furious. "Is he that desperate that he wants to escape??!! Well, I'll let him run for a while. Then, he'll suffer for his cowardice!!"
Ranma soon saw the park. The time for him to win was close at hand. He stopped for Mousse to catch up to him. He saw him catching up to him. He had a confident smile on him "Good, he's too sure of himself. Excellent"
Mousse saw that Ranma had stopped. Time to win. He began to attack again. Ranma tried to block some, dodge some, attack a little, but it was futile. He was backing away.
"I have this in the bag. but, wait a second. Oh No!!!" he thought.
It was too late. The spiral was complete. Ranma punched him on the chin.
Hiryuu Shotenha!!!!! (Fly Dragon Ascending Rip)
Mousse was trapped on the whirlwind. He realized he had lost. He didn't see such an obvious attack. He lost.
NO!!! IT'S NOT OVER YET!!!!
The voice inside himself refused to lose. But.. What could he do.?
YOU ARE THE MASTER OF WIND!!! START ACTING LIKE ONE AND COMMAND IT!!! NOW!!!!
It was futile.. But he had no choice. He tried to command the wind to stop. He failed. He was no master of wind. He couldn't command it.
YOU CAN!!!! DON'T DOUBT YOURSELF!!! FEEL THE WIND!!!
Then it hit him. He felt the furiousness of the wind surrounding him. He felt him, and he saw the wind as.. a part of him. He was the wind! He ordered the wind to stop.
In the sky, the whirlwind disappeared. And Ranma saw something falling from the sky. It was Mousse. It wasn't incredible. It was impossible. Mousse fell with some grace. He didn't even crash. He stood up, with anger on his face.
"That does it!!!! No more holding back!!! Prepare yourself Ranma!!!"
"He was holding back all along!!!" Ranma thought, a chill going through all of his body.
Mousse adopted a stance. He stretched his left arm in front of him, and his right, in the back, ready to punch. He crouched a little. Ready to attack.
"Come" he said, the cold expression back on his face. "Let me show you why am I called the Master of Wind"
Mousse charged against Ranma. He decided to attack him only with a part of his speed. It was better leave it for a suprise, besides, he didn't fully comprehend just how much speed he actually had, and his control over it was mimimal. The speed might become a doble edged sword to him, it could mean victory, but if he wasn't wise it might mean defeat for him.
Ranma was amazed of how fast was Mousse. It wasn't anything out of human standards, but Mousse wasn't usually this fast. The strike came strong. Ranma jumped out of the way while Mousse's kick crashed into a wall. In this second, he began a counterattack. A quick punch made his way to Mousse, but the warrior caught it in his hand. Another punch came and Mousse caught it too. A match of strength began. Ranma relaxed a bit. Ranma was always stronger than Mousse. This would be easy.... Or not.
Ranma was alarmed this time. Mousse was equally matched with him in strength!!!! None of the warriors was weakening or struggling. Ranma put more energy into it. Mousse did the same. No result. They weren't giving up. "No way!!! When did you get this strong Mousse!!?" Ranma said. "Ha. Have you ever thought about the fact that you have never been able to see my true strength!" "Do you mean that you have always been this way?!!" "Why yes, I DO!!" Mousse said, suddenly stopping all resistance in his arms and jumped. Suprised by the act, Ranma lost control for a second and and almost fell to the front. This was what Mousse was hoping for. he quickly used the moment to kick him on a side, sending him directly against the wall.
Shampoo saw Mousse drop his stance and stand around until Ranma could recover himself. She couldn't believe it. That wasn't Mousse, at least, HER Mousse. He wasn't like this. It wasn't only the fact that he was fighting differently.. It was that she felt something in him, something full of.. Power. And she didn't know what to think about it. But.. Could it be.. Could this be tied to the time he left the village, swearing he would never return?
While Shampoo thought about this and more, the fight had begun again. Ranma was obviously pissed off. He decided he had enough of this. It was time to finish this now. HE waited for Mousse to begin again.
Mousse saw Ranma again ready.. But he wasn't attacking anymore?? "Hmm. he might have a plan.. Well, I'll bite. Let's see his plan" He thought
"Here I come!" he screamed, launching himself at Ranma again. Meanwhile, he was concentrating on Mousse, careful not to lose him. Mousse tried a kick, but Ranma dodged, waiting for an opening. When Mousse tried with a punch, he saw what he was wating for.
Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken!!!!! (Mid-fire Heavenly Broiled Sweet Chestnuts Fist)
Mousse received all the hits directly. He went flying, thanks to the recoil of the power of Ranma's technique.
"Damn!!! How couldn't I see that coming!!!" Mousse scolded himself. He tried to stand up, but Ranma didn't let him breath. The moment he stood up, Ranma used his technique again. Mousse fell again.
"Not good! If this keeps on going, I'll lose!!! What can I do!?, I can't dodge that??!!"
"THEN BLOCK IT!!!!"
"Huh?! Where did that come from?" Mousse thought, a little confused
"WATCH HIS MOVES AND REVERSE THEM!!!!"
Mousse was even more confused. Then he recognized it. It was the same voice that told him to awaken, in the back of his mind. He didn't have no choice. It was the closest thing he had for a plan. He waited for Ranma to attack again.. And hoped he could at least be able to see his movements.
Ranma was half expecting to see Mousse running away, at least until he could figure out a way to defeat his attack. But Mousse was only there, waiting.
"Who does he think he is!!! I'll show him!!!"
He charged again with his Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken. Mousse observed it. Almost as a reflex, his fists opened, and his hands turned flat. He concentrated on Ranma's fists. The attacks were fast, but then, they turned slow in his mind. He could see all of the fists!!!
And then he blocked. His fists followed Ranma's, but with his open hands, he stopped all of Ranma's attacks. He saw all of them and broke all of them.
Akane and the others were astonished. Mousse was mimicking all of Ranma's fists. They appeared to be doing the same technique at once. And Mousse didn't seem to show any sign of exhaustion. Ranma had an expression of surprise and maybe a little fear. He was expecting almost anything from Mousse, except be able to do the same technique at the same rhythm as his.
Mousse saw how Ranma was getting desperate. He increased his speed, but it was no use. Somehow, they appeared now like it was in slow motion. And increasing speed to Mousse was just unfairly easy to think. He chuckled.
"Reverse to the Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken!!!!!" he screamed Mousse's speed increased to an alarming rate, and his attacks came through Ranma's, hitting directly. Ranma stopped attacking. The barrage of Mousse's open fist forced him to brace himself. He received them all and fell backwards.
"I did it!! I reversed his Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken!!! I can't believe it!!" Mousse thought, almost as surprised as anyone else. This was more than a triumph for Mousse. The humiliation that Saotome must have felt to see his technique mimicked and even turned against him. it was. indescribable.
Ranma was hurt. But more than his wounds, his pride was hurt. He was more than pissed off now. He was desperate to win against this new Mousse. No more holding back for him. He would send him flying away, just like every last time.
Ranma stood up. and jumped above the wall. "Catch me if you can!!" He set course for the park. Mousse went after him. He was furious. "Is he that desperate that he wants to escape??!! Well, I'll let him run for a while. Then, he'll suffer for his cowardice!!"
Ranma soon saw the park. The time for him to win was close at hand. He stopped for Mousse to catch up to him. He saw him catching up to him. He had a confident smile on him "Good, he's too sure of himself. Excellent"
Mousse saw that Ranma had stopped. Time to win. He began to attack again. Ranma tried to block some, dodge some, attack a little, but it was futile. He was backing away.
"I have this in the bag. but, wait a second. Oh No!!!" he thought.
It was too late. The spiral was complete. Ranma punched him on the chin.
Hiryuu Shotenha!!!!! (Fly Dragon Ascending Rip)
Mousse was trapped on the whirlwind. He realized he had lost. He didn't see such an obvious attack. He lost.
NO!!! IT'S NOT OVER YET!!!!
The voice inside himself refused to lose. But.. What could he do.?
YOU ARE THE MASTER OF WIND!!! START ACTING LIKE ONE AND COMMAND IT!!! NOW!!!!
It was futile.. But he had no choice. He tried to command the wind to stop. He failed. He was no master of wind. He couldn't command it.
YOU CAN!!!! DON'T DOUBT YOURSELF!!! FEEL THE WIND!!!
Then it hit him. He felt the furiousness of the wind surrounding him. He felt him, and he saw the wind as.. a part of him. He was the wind! He ordered the wind to stop.
In the sky, the whirlwind disappeared. And Ranma saw something falling from the sky. It was Mousse. It wasn't incredible. It was impossible. Mousse fell with some grace. He didn't even crash. He stood up, with anger on his face.
"That does it!!!! No more holding back!!! Prepare yourself Ranma!!!"
"He was holding back all along!!!" Ranma thought, a chill going through all of his body.
Mousse adopted a stance. He stretched his left arm in front of him, and his right, in the back, ready to punch. He crouched a little. Ready to attack.
"Come" he said, the cold expression back on his face. "Let me show you why am I called the Master of Wind"