Hey I'M BACK. Thanks for the reviews! It's all good. Sooner or later
you'll find out why they chase S.R. around.
Other than that Sam is not a person for power, wait, I'm not supposed to tell you about that! (Shoot!)
To the fiction!
Chapter 1: This Isn't Cool! It's Ice Cold!
In a dojo in the city of Nermina was a set of logs, they were set at odd angles, hung from strings, standing up, even spinning on strings. Two in particular, were swinging back and forth.
And right in the middle of this strange environment stood a boy. This was no normal boy. No, this boy was stranger, and better, than he seemed at first glance, as you will see later.
"Go!" he yelled, running along the logs. This might be hard to explain. You see, in some movies or shows, mostly all cartoons are anime, when a sharp object was used as a weapon, a sort of light, ranging from blue to purple, would go across the object being fought, usually taking the path that the object would if the swing was slow enough to be seen.
Then the object would stand for a second, and then split. This is what was happening in the dojo right now. The fighter went around the whole dojo, jumping and leaping over- or through- logs. The strange thing was, it wasn't a sharp object he was swinging. Upon closer inspection, you could see that it was his hand.
"Whoa!" he sighed as he watched all the logs split, while he crumbled a piece that he had caught in his hand. "8.9 seconds. Another record to beat." After saying this, he started doing a dance. A dance that was not like this person, so much so that after a while, the boy was on the ground, due to a lack of balance.
(AN: I'm tired of writing like some scientist trying to get a Nobel Prize! I'ma use normal grammar now!)
"Ranma!" yelled a deep voice from some where around the outside. Ranma picked himself up.
"What could this man possibly want?" Ranma asked himself. "I told him not to bother my training!" But Ranma couldn't let this interruption ruin his day. He started doing the moonwalk very fast.
Too bad he didn't watch where he was going..
He bumped really hard into the wall near the door. Ranma just shrugged off the slight pain and walk (frontward, this time) out of the dojo.
Outside, on the porch to the original house of the dojo owner Soun Tendou, stood a dark, bulging man with a bandana on his head. (I know NOTHING about Japanese or Chinese clothes! Help!) He stared gravely at Ranma. "What's up, Pops?" asked Ranma as he matched his father's stare. Genma tense up a little. 'Bad sign,' thought Ranma.
Genma started the o so scary combination of words that is usually followed by that crazy attack. That attack that doesn't harm the body, but temporarily harm the mind (Well, Ranma's mind anyway!).
"HELL'S CRADLE!!!!"
Genma launched himself forward and grabbed Ranma, forcing him into a little ball, and rocking him back and forth. "Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!" Ranma screamed. He was in total humiliation. 'When he lets me go,' thought Ranma. 'Boy, he's gonna pay!' 'I better not let him go,' thought Genma.
Even though Genma was the father, Ranma was the more powerful of the two. This was one of the only advantages that he had over his strong willed, strong talented, and strong-bodied son. Even now Ranma was growing less submissive to this.
Slowly the front door opened. Out came Genma's close friend, Soun. While Genma was big and a little pudgy, Soun was all thin lookin', and had a less scary and more scared look about him. He gave a slight chuckle as he saw Ranms's predicament, his dark hair bouncing.
A second person came out. She was about 16 in appearance. She had raven hair and was about 1 foot shorter than the Soun. She was one of his daughters, Akane. She wore a spaghetti strapped dress with a white t- shirt. When she came out, she stood for a moment in wonder. Then she launched herself into laughter.
A third person then came out. She was taller than her sister Akane and slender. (AN: I don't know what Nabiki's hair color is,) She was Nabiki. Nabiki didn't waste time staring. She laughed upon coming out of the door, her pants wrinkling from the constant shaking. Her silk, button shirt made her top look like it wasn't moving. (Hey, maybe I do know soothing about clothing! ^_^)
Still another person came out. This one was still taller than the other 2. She had a kind face. "Oh my," she said as she tried to hide a group of laughs that were coming up her throat. But she lost the battle and a small chuckle came out. Her name was Kasumi. She was wearing a bright blue and red kimono with an apron over it. (Yep. I know about clothing, but please still help me out. I need more ideas!)
As all for of the Tendous stood on the front porch, laughing at the funny scene in the yard, Genma just rocked his son back and forth faster. 'I'm definitely ruined,' thought Ranma as he struggled to get out of his father's arms.
Just then, the front gate swung open and a young girl came in. She wore some tan baggy pants, a white t-shirt, another red button down shirt and a red baseball cap turned backwards. (I didn't say I knew nothing about American clothing!) She had K-Swiss sneakers and had a C.D. player in one hand. Her hair was a dark green slight touched with really light red highlights.
Everything stopped when she walked in. Genma dropped Ranma and Nabiki stood up.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your.activity, but is this the Tendou house?" she asked. She moved her eyes from one person to the next. Her green eyes pierced through the air.
Genma stepped up. "Yes, it is." He began. "Are you friend or foe?" The girl stared into space with a dreamy look for a while. "I hope to be a friend," she answered. "But I may turn into a foe if my plans don't go well."
"Introducing:" she said. "Samantha Ramerade."
Is it really her? What will Ranma do to get back at his father? Is green an attractive hair color? Will I get reviews? Will I learn Japanese clothing? Review or wait for the next chapter to find out!
T.J. Infinate, over and out!
Other than that Sam is not a person for power, wait, I'm not supposed to tell you about that! (Shoot!)
To the fiction!
Chapter 1: This Isn't Cool! It's Ice Cold!
In a dojo in the city of Nermina was a set of logs, they were set at odd angles, hung from strings, standing up, even spinning on strings. Two in particular, were swinging back and forth.
And right in the middle of this strange environment stood a boy. This was no normal boy. No, this boy was stranger, and better, than he seemed at first glance, as you will see later.
"Go!" he yelled, running along the logs. This might be hard to explain. You see, in some movies or shows, mostly all cartoons are anime, when a sharp object was used as a weapon, a sort of light, ranging from blue to purple, would go across the object being fought, usually taking the path that the object would if the swing was slow enough to be seen.
Then the object would stand for a second, and then split. This is what was happening in the dojo right now. The fighter went around the whole dojo, jumping and leaping over- or through- logs. The strange thing was, it wasn't a sharp object he was swinging. Upon closer inspection, you could see that it was his hand.
"Whoa!" he sighed as he watched all the logs split, while he crumbled a piece that he had caught in his hand. "8.9 seconds. Another record to beat." After saying this, he started doing a dance. A dance that was not like this person, so much so that after a while, the boy was on the ground, due to a lack of balance.
(AN: I'm tired of writing like some scientist trying to get a Nobel Prize! I'ma use normal grammar now!)
"Ranma!" yelled a deep voice from some where around the outside. Ranma picked himself up.
"What could this man possibly want?" Ranma asked himself. "I told him not to bother my training!" But Ranma couldn't let this interruption ruin his day. He started doing the moonwalk very fast.
Too bad he didn't watch where he was going..
He bumped really hard into the wall near the door. Ranma just shrugged off the slight pain and walk (frontward, this time) out of the dojo.
Outside, on the porch to the original house of the dojo owner Soun Tendou, stood a dark, bulging man with a bandana on his head. (I know NOTHING about Japanese or Chinese clothes! Help!) He stared gravely at Ranma. "What's up, Pops?" asked Ranma as he matched his father's stare. Genma tense up a little. 'Bad sign,' thought Ranma.
Genma started the o so scary combination of words that is usually followed by that crazy attack. That attack that doesn't harm the body, but temporarily harm the mind (Well, Ranma's mind anyway!).
"HELL'S CRADLE!!!!"
Genma launched himself forward and grabbed Ranma, forcing him into a little ball, and rocking him back and forth. "Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!" Ranma screamed. He was in total humiliation. 'When he lets me go,' thought Ranma. 'Boy, he's gonna pay!' 'I better not let him go,' thought Genma.
Even though Genma was the father, Ranma was the more powerful of the two. This was one of the only advantages that he had over his strong willed, strong talented, and strong-bodied son. Even now Ranma was growing less submissive to this.
Slowly the front door opened. Out came Genma's close friend, Soun. While Genma was big and a little pudgy, Soun was all thin lookin', and had a less scary and more scared look about him. He gave a slight chuckle as he saw Ranms's predicament, his dark hair bouncing.
A second person came out. She was about 16 in appearance. She had raven hair and was about 1 foot shorter than the Soun. She was one of his daughters, Akane. She wore a spaghetti strapped dress with a white t- shirt. When she came out, she stood for a moment in wonder. Then she launched herself into laughter.
A third person then came out. She was taller than her sister Akane and slender. (AN: I don't know what Nabiki's hair color is,) She was Nabiki. Nabiki didn't waste time staring. She laughed upon coming out of the door, her pants wrinkling from the constant shaking. Her silk, button shirt made her top look like it wasn't moving. (Hey, maybe I do know soothing about clothing! ^_^)
Still another person came out. This one was still taller than the other 2. She had a kind face. "Oh my," she said as she tried to hide a group of laughs that were coming up her throat. But she lost the battle and a small chuckle came out. Her name was Kasumi. She was wearing a bright blue and red kimono with an apron over it. (Yep. I know about clothing, but please still help me out. I need more ideas!)
As all for of the Tendous stood on the front porch, laughing at the funny scene in the yard, Genma just rocked his son back and forth faster. 'I'm definitely ruined,' thought Ranma as he struggled to get out of his father's arms.
Just then, the front gate swung open and a young girl came in. She wore some tan baggy pants, a white t-shirt, another red button down shirt and a red baseball cap turned backwards. (I didn't say I knew nothing about American clothing!) She had K-Swiss sneakers and had a C.D. player in one hand. Her hair was a dark green slight touched with really light red highlights.
Everything stopped when she walked in. Genma dropped Ranma and Nabiki stood up.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your.activity, but is this the Tendou house?" she asked. She moved her eyes from one person to the next. Her green eyes pierced through the air.
Genma stepped up. "Yes, it is." He began. "Are you friend or foe?" The girl stared into space with a dreamy look for a while. "I hope to be a friend," she answered. "But I may turn into a foe if my plans don't go well."
"Introducing:" she said. "Samantha Ramerade."
Is it really her? What will Ranma do to get back at his father? Is green an attractive hair color? Will I get reviews? Will I learn Japanese clothing? Review or wait for the next chapter to find out!
T.J. Infinate, over and out!