Disclaimer: The characters of Ranma ½ belong to Rumiko Takahashi. The
original plot of the children's story Peter Pan belongs to JM Barrie.
Please review this story! It's been a long time since I thought to make a fanfic on any anime, so I hope you enjoy this...
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Welcome to Jolly Roger was what Robin had said, but Akane saw no sign of friendship or loyalty. Her initial pleasure at proving to the crew that she could do their initiation dare was quickly squashed. She soon came to realize that now that she'd proven herself, the crew was doubly determined to bring her down.
She had entered the crew around eight in the morning, on the morning watch. She'd been assigned to scrub the deck. It was harder than she initially thought. Back at the dojo, Kasumi did most, if not all, of the cleaning.
On the boat, the sun was beating unrelentingly on her back and head, the bristles on the scrubbing brush were as hard as porcupine pins, and the soapy water she was using was already dirty and foul-smelling. She didn't want to think about what the water had been through.
The crew was working around the ship, some at the helm and another checking the rigging, but Akane could feel them watching for her to make a mistake. If she were to stop, or show any sign of resentment for her task, they'd gladly take it as a sign of retaliation. Which meant they could then throw her overboard.
Akane had no doubt they'd be more than happy to do that, just for the fun of it.
It was after she'd been scrubbing away at the vast deck for two and a half straight hours when Captain Hook thought to come out of his cabin. By that time, Akane's arms literally felt like rubber and her back and knees were giving out on their own accord. When Hook came, she took the blessed opportunity to use his arrival as an excuse to stop.
As soon as Hook came on deck, Shmee rushed in from out of nowhere and started groveling at Hook's feet. After conferring for a while, Shmee suddenly turned to face Akane's direction. She stiffened immediately, her hands still on the scrub.
"Akane Tendou, come here," Shmee said in an imperative voice. He stood straight, looking important beside Hook. "Our Captain would like to have a word with you."
Akane stood up right away, all too happy to leave her task. Her legs wobbled below her, but she stood upright quickly. The swaying of the ship didn't bother her much anymore. She'd found-what the crewmembers called- her sea legs.
Akane stood before Hook, all too aware of her scraggly appearance. Her pajamas were so stained and dirty that they no longer looked yellow. Her hair, uncombed for days, must have had the appearance of a tangled mop.
"Pan is coming," Hook informed her. Akane smiled before she could stop herself. Hook's expression hardened. "I can feel it," he said.
"Oh," was all Akane managed. She wondered if Ranma would be coming as well. Then she remembered their argument the last time they'd talked, and her heart sank. Her lifted spirits at the thought of seeing Ranma quickly deflated.
"I have a plan," Hook said, his eyes lighting up with malice.
He hadn't even finished telling her his plan, and already, Akane didn't like where the conversation was going.
"I have to finish my job," she said aloud, before he could say anything. Hook stiffened. Shmee held his breath. Akane wanted to kill herself for talking back without thinking.
"I'M the Captain," Hook said emphatically. "What job? I assign you to the galley. You'll be locked there, peeling potatoes, until it's time for you to serve us our dinner."
"In other words, you're the new cook," Shmee said helpfully
Akane opened her mouth to protest, but she saw Shmee waving his hand in front of his face in a wild gesture. Don't say anything if you want to stay alive. He stood a little behind his Captain, so that Hook didn't see him. Akane gritted her teeth. After all she'd gone through-!
"Now, what was I saying?" Hook asked pleasantly.
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The crew of Jolly Roger gathered around the side of the boat, in a huddle. They were on the lookout for a sign. Hook had told them in very severe language that they were to wait for a special someone to appear in the sky. The crew had known better than to mention Peter Pan's name.
George, Robin, Harry and Fin lounged around the bundled hammock around them. It was bulky and had the size of a tall child's body. It was the main prop for Hook's grand scheme. It was filled with old, rusted armor and weapons that were of no value in battlefield or market.
Harry's bald head shone with sweat as the heat of the sun intensified. He was absently sticking his dagger into the hammock. Fin was sharpening his blade using a limestone, bored beyond reason. George and Robin were on lookout.
It was a little past noon, when they were usually the busiest securing the sails and clearing the deck. But Hook had insisted. Hook had said that appearance was everything. So they had to look like they were in the middle of something by the time Pan came. Half an hour later, they doubted whether or not Peter Pan would show. They had little faith in the words of their Captain.
But finally, though, after another fifteen minutes or so, what they were waiting for came. At first, there were two small specks in the distance, and George had to squint through the telescope. When the figures neared, George nudged his crewmates and cocked his head in the direction of the specks.
The four stood up immediately and started to cheer. The loud cheer was a signal for Captain Hook to know that Peter Pan was approaching. After cheering sufficiently, Fin looked up to make sure that Peter was close enough to see what they were doing. He took his sword and lifted it his in the air before the hammock...
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"Oh, look," Peter said. He, Ranma and Ryogae were gliding through the air towards the Jolly Roger. The sky was clear and the sun shone brightly. It was a lovely day. Ranma looked to where Peter pointed. "Hook killed another one of his crew."
Peter said it in an amused tone. Hook always found reason to kill his crewmembers. As a result there were only four left, and they were slow and haggard and lacking in sleep and food.
Ranma's felt dread overtake him. But there were still four crewmembers. If Hook had killed one, there would only be three, obviously. He saw one of the pirates lift his blade up in the air... Ranma rushed to quicken his speed by making his body compact and keeping his body rigid.
But his efforts proved futile. With a flourish and great yell, the blond sailor struck down and plunged his sword into the hammock. For a moment, Ranma felt his heart literally stop beating.
He watched the four pirates kick the bundle overboard. Ranma rushed through the air and shot straight into the ocean. Ryogae landed on the stern, and stood facing the four pirates, all holding swords menacingly.
Peter made his way on deck, where Hook waited, his hook for a hand gleaming in the sunlight. Peter hovered in the air.
"Who did you kill this time, Hook?" Peter asked, grinning. He crossed his arms mid-air and smirked at Hook, who was watching him with unconcealed envy.
"Stupid boy," Hook spat. "I killed your precious Akane and threw her overboard!"
Peter's grin wavered uncertainly. Hook smiled to himself. How like a young boy to believe everything he said. It was something children were cursed with: the ability to believe everything told to them by an adult.
"She's dead!" Hook shouted with much certainty. "I cut her throat myself!"
Peter started to kick in the air. Would happy thoughts bring him down? He had no unhappy thoughts! Yet...he thought about the lovely Akane Tendou lying in her watery grave in the ocean...
Peter fell to the deck. Unused to falling, he landed unsteadily on his feet, at the same time, brandishing his short sword. Hook charged in.
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Akane Tendou gripped the kitchen knife with her two hands and tried again to hack away at the door or the kitchen. It seemed futile. Akane had heard the leaving crewmember slide in the bolts to secure her captivity.
Suddenly, the Akane heard the bolt slide away. She kept her hand on the knife, holding it poised above hear head. She was more skilled at hand- to-hand combat, but she knew for a fact that the pirates were fond of using blades.
The door slid open...
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Girl-Ranma swam desperately underneath the ship. He'd lost sight of the overthrown hammock a long time ago. He was just swimming in desperation, circling for what seemed like hours. The ocean was so deep that there was pitch-blackness in one area, where the hammock had gone. Ranma had tried to pursue it, but the water pressure prevented him from going any further.
Finally, Ranma resurfaced on the side of the ship, where a net was cast out to catch fish. He grabbed onto the net. He was breathing heavily as the water rose and fell around him. His eyes had a slightly wild look. Vaguely, he heard the clanging of swords coming from the deck. He didn't care.
Ranma laid his head on the crook of his arm. Frustrated tears burned below his eyelids. All he could think about was how he'd just looked on as a pirate stabbed Akane. As he made a last valiant effort to bring himself together, he noted with not much interest that Peter had howled in pain.
Faintly, as if coming from a far off distance, Ranma heard Ryogae swearing and losing the fight against four armed men attacking from him at all sides. He was dimly aware of Hook's malicious laugh drifting through the breeze. He remembered what he'd once said to Akane when she was down: "You're actually feel like crying? How like a girl."
Ranma closed his eyes. Then he started to cry.
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"Tink!" Akane could not conceal her surprise. Tink was hovering in the doorway before the open door, looking extremely worried. She was mouthing Peter's name.
"Why, what's with Peter?" Akane asked, concerned. Without even waiting for the fairy to reply, Akane ran through the steerage and onto deck. Immediately, she saw the chaos. Ryogae was barely keeping up with the four crewmembers, but the worst situation was that of Hook and Peter. Peter was on the deck, about to be skewered by Hook's claw.
Without a second thought, Akane gave a shout and rammed herself against Hook. Hardly expecting an attack, Hook fell heavily to the side. His eyes widened in rage and surprise as he saw Akane Tendou standing before him, puffing.
"Are you alright?" Akane asked Peter. She noted the gash in his left arm. But he nodded so confidently that she felt her concern ooze away.
"You're alive!" Peter exclaimed happily. He smiled at her, and then looked at Hook accusingly.
"You lied to me!" He said, in the same way only a kid could tell an adult. Hook growled and started to charge in again.
Quick as a flash, Peter grabbed his fallen short sword and skimmed into the air. But because of the amount of blood he'd lost from his left arm, he couldn't hold himself in the air for too long. He landed back down on the deck, but he was holding his sword with confidence.
Akane stepped back and could only stare as Hook and Peter engaged in a sword battle. When it became apparent that Peter was competent enough to fight against Hook, Akane then rushed off towards Ryogae.
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Ranma lifted his head and strained his ears. From a dark place in his mind, he came back to the present. He thought he'd heard Akane shout out. Of course, it was his imagination.
Of course, he could only have imagined it...
There was no way in hell...
Ranma took a hold of the rope that secured the net to the ship. He started pulling himself up easily.
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He saw her approaching and his weary face broke into a grin. He started punching and kicking with renewed vigor. Akane slipped through the net of four men and stood back-to-back with Ryogae. Together they fought, watching each other's backs.
Akane kicked Fin's sword away, earning herself an appraising glance from Ryoga. Fin looked to where his sword had fallen. While Akane was still reeling from the force of her kick, she saw a movement in the corner of her eye. Her neck snapped to the right to see Harry rushing at her with his dirk in hand. There was no time for her to gain enough momentum to take another kick.
Harry rushed in- and fell back, twisting his arm in agony. Harry fell to his knee. Standing behind Harry and staring at her openly was Ranma, girl form.
"Ranma!" Akane exclaimed. Without a word, he joined her and Ryogae, and the three of them made a quick job of the four men.
The four men scrambled for the lifeboat at the side of the ship. The clamored in, and were joined by Shmee, who was carrying several jewels and necklaces. With a shout, they cut the ropes securing the boat to the ship, and fell off to the side.
"You fools!" Hook shrieked when he saw his crew trying to rush away with his treasure. Hook parried Peter's attacks one by one, but his forty- something year old body wasn't keeping up. With a final cry of pleasure (and obvious bloodlust), Peter gave a swing and sent Hook's sword shimmying across the wooden deck of the Jolly Roger.
Hook held up his hands in surrender. He backed away to the side of the ship...and jumped overboard. Peter, Ranma, Akane and Ryogae all went to the side to watch Hook swim towards the lifeboat where his crew were. They watched the crew paddle away at a faster pace to leave their captain behind.
Tink came flying, and she sprinkled fairy dust all over the four teenagers. They all started to float.
"Wait," Ranma said. "Ryogae, do your Breaking Point Technique on this ship."
Ryogae looked at the red-headed girl before him in shock. He didn't want to ask how she knew about his secret weapon. But he didn't think to ask. He nodded and walked to the waist of the ship, which was only a few feet away. Ranma and the others floated higher away from the ship.
"Breaking poiiiiiinnnnnnntttttt!" Ryoga shouted. With the last word, he brought down his fist and slammed the center of the ship with all his might. For a while, all was still, then the ship groaned and moaned as she split in half, from the center.
Ryogae flew up into the air and rejoined the three. Simultaneously, he and Peter turned to Ranma girl-form and stared at the scantily clad form.
"Who are you?" they asked at the same time.
Ranma glared at them, and Akane tried to conceal her amusement.
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END CHAPTER FOUR
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Welcome to Jolly Roger was what Robin had said, but Akane saw no sign of friendship or loyalty. Her initial pleasure at proving to the crew that she could do their initiation dare was quickly squashed. She soon came to realize that now that she'd proven herself, the crew was doubly determined to bring her down.
She had entered the crew around eight in the morning, on the morning watch. She'd been assigned to scrub the deck. It was harder than she initially thought. Back at the dojo, Kasumi did most, if not all, of the cleaning.
On the boat, the sun was beating unrelentingly on her back and head, the bristles on the scrubbing brush were as hard as porcupine pins, and the soapy water she was using was already dirty and foul-smelling. She didn't want to think about what the water had been through.
The crew was working around the ship, some at the helm and another checking the rigging, but Akane could feel them watching for her to make a mistake. If she were to stop, or show any sign of resentment for her task, they'd gladly take it as a sign of retaliation. Which meant they could then throw her overboard.
Akane had no doubt they'd be more than happy to do that, just for the fun of it.
It was after she'd been scrubbing away at the vast deck for two and a half straight hours when Captain Hook thought to come out of his cabin. By that time, Akane's arms literally felt like rubber and her back and knees were giving out on their own accord. When Hook came, she took the blessed opportunity to use his arrival as an excuse to stop.
As soon as Hook came on deck, Shmee rushed in from out of nowhere and started groveling at Hook's feet. After conferring for a while, Shmee suddenly turned to face Akane's direction. She stiffened immediately, her hands still on the scrub.
"Akane Tendou, come here," Shmee said in an imperative voice. He stood straight, looking important beside Hook. "Our Captain would like to have a word with you."
Akane stood up right away, all too happy to leave her task. Her legs wobbled below her, but she stood upright quickly. The swaying of the ship didn't bother her much anymore. She'd found-what the crewmembers called- her sea legs.
Akane stood before Hook, all too aware of her scraggly appearance. Her pajamas were so stained and dirty that they no longer looked yellow. Her hair, uncombed for days, must have had the appearance of a tangled mop.
"Pan is coming," Hook informed her. Akane smiled before she could stop herself. Hook's expression hardened. "I can feel it," he said.
"Oh," was all Akane managed. She wondered if Ranma would be coming as well. Then she remembered their argument the last time they'd talked, and her heart sank. Her lifted spirits at the thought of seeing Ranma quickly deflated.
"I have a plan," Hook said, his eyes lighting up with malice.
He hadn't even finished telling her his plan, and already, Akane didn't like where the conversation was going.
"I have to finish my job," she said aloud, before he could say anything. Hook stiffened. Shmee held his breath. Akane wanted to kill herself for talking back without thinking.
"I'M the Captain," Hook said emphatically. "What job? I assign you to the galley. You'll be locked there, peeling potatoes, until it's time for you to serve us our dinner."
"In other words, you're the new cook," Shmee said helpfully
Akane opened her mouth to protest, but she saw Shmee waving his hand in front of his face in a wild gesture. Don't say anything if you want to stay alive. He stood a little behind his Captain, so that Hook didn't see him. Akane gritted her teeth. After all she'd gone through-!
"Now, what was I saying?" Hook asked pleasantly.
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The crew of Jolly Roger gathered around the side of the boat, in a huddle. They were on the lookout for a sign. Hook had told them in very severe language that they were to wait for a special someone to appear in the sky. The crew had known better than to mention Peter Pan's name.
George, Robin, Harry and Fin lounged around the bundled hammock around them. It was bulky and had the size of a tall child's body. It was the main prop for Hook's grand scheme. It was filled with old, rusted armor and weapons that were of no value in battlefield or market.
Harry's bald head shone with sweat as the heat of the sun intensified. He was absently sticking his dagger into the hammock. Fin was sharpening his blade using a limestone, bored beyond reason. George and Robin were on lookout.
It was a little past noon, when they were usually the busiest securing the sails and clearing the deck. But Hook had insisted. Hook had said that appearance was everything. So they had to look like they were in the middle of something by the time Pan came. Half an hour later, they doubted whether or not Peter Pan would show. They had little faith in the words of their Captain.
But finally, though, after another fifteen minutes or so, what they were waiting for came. At first, there were two small specks in the distance, and George had to squint through the telescope. When the figures neared, George nudged his crewmates and cocked his head in the direction of the specks.
The four stood up immediately and started to cheer. The loud cheer was a signal for Captain Hook to know that Peter Pan was approaching. After cheering sufficiently, Fin looked up to make sure that Peter was close enough to see what they were doing. He took his sword and lifted it his in the air before the hammock...
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"Oh, look," Peter said. He, Ranma and Ryogae were gliding through the air towards the Jolly Roger. The sky was clear and the sun shone brightly. It was a lovely day. Ranma looked to where Peter pointed. "Hook killed another one of his crew."
Peter said it in an amused tone. Hook always found reason to kill his crewmembers. As a result there were only four left, and they were slow and haggard and lacking in sleep and food.
Ranma's felt dread overtake him. But there were still four crewmembers. If Hook had killed one, there would only be three, obviously. He saw one of the pirates lift his blade up in the air... Ranma rushed to quicken his speed by making his body compact and keeping his body rigid.
But his efforts proved futile. With a flourish and great yell, the blond sailor struck down and plunged his sword into the hammock. For a moment, Ranma felt his heart literally stop beating.
He watched the four pirates kick the bundle overboard. Ranma rushed through the air and shot straight into the ocean. Ryogae landed on the stern, and stood facing the four pirates, all holding swords menacingly.
Peter made his way on deck, where Hook waited, his hook for a hand gleaming in the sunlight. Peter hovered in the air.
"Who did you kill this time, Hook?" Peter asked, grinning. He crossed his arms mid-air and smirked at Hook, who was watching him with unconcealed envy.
"Stupid boy," Hook spat. "I killed your precious Akane and threw her overboard!"
Peter's grin wavered uncertainly. Hook smiled to himself. How like a young boy to believe everything he said. It was something children were cursed with: the ability to believe everything told to them by an adult.
"She's dead!" Hook shouted with much certainty. "I cut her throat myself!"
Peter started to kick in the air. Would happy thoughts bring him down? He had no unhappy thoughts! Yet...he thought about the lovely Akane Tendou lying in her watery grave in the ocean...
Peter fell to the deck. Unused to falling, he landed unsteadily on his feet, at the same time, brandishing his short sword. Hook charged in.
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Akane Tendou gripped the kitchen knife with her two hands and tried again to hack away at the door or the kitchen. It seemed futile. Akane had heard the leaving crewmember slide in the bolts to secure her captivity.
Suddenly, the Akane heard the bolt slide away. She kept her hand on the knife, holding it poised above hear head. She was more skilled at hand- to-hand combat, but she knew for a fact that the pirates were fond of using blades.
The door slid open...
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Girl-Ranma swam desperately underneath the ship. He'd lost sight of the overthrown hammock a long time ago. He was just swimming in desperation, circling for what seemed like hours. The ocean was so deep that there was pitch-blackness in one area, where the hammock had gone. Ranma had tried to pursue it, but the water pressure prevented him from going any further.
Finally, Ranma resurfaced on the side of the ship, where a net was cast out to catch fish. He grabbed onto the net. He was breathing heavily as the water rose and fell around him. His eyes had a slightly wild look. Vaguely, he heard the clanging of swords coming from the deck. He didn't care.
Ranma laid his head on the crook of his arm. Frustrated tears burned below his eyelids. All he could think about was how he'd just looked on as a pirate stabbed Akane. As he made a last valiant effort to bring himself together, he noted with not much interest that Peter had howled in pain.
Faintly, as if coming from a far off distance, Ranma heard Ryogae swearing and losing the fight against four armed men attacking from him at all sides. He was dimly aware of Hook's malicious laugh drifting through the breeze. He remembered what he'd once said to Akane when she was down: "You're actually feel like crying? How like a girl."
Ranma closed his eyes. Then he started to cry.
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"Tink!" Akane could not conceal her surprise. Tink was hovering in the doorway before the open door, looking extremely worried. She was mouthing Peter's name.
"Why, what's with Peter?" Akane asked, concerned. Without even waiting for the fairy to reply, Akane ran through the steerage and onto deck. Immediately, she saw the chaos. Ryogae was barely keeping up with the four crewmembers, but the worst situation was that of Hook and Peter. Peter was on the deck, about to be skewered by Hook's claw.
Without a second thought, Akane gave a shout and rammed herself against Hook. Hardly expecting an attack, Hook fell heavily to the side. His eyes widened in rage and surprise as he saw Akane Tendou standing before him, puffing.
"Are you alright?" Akane asked Peter. She noted the gash in his left arm. But he nodded so confidently that she felt her concern ooze away.
"You're alive!" Peter exclaimed happily. He smiled at her, and then looked at Hook accusingly.
"You lied to me!" He said, in the same way only a kid could tell an adult. Hook growled and started to charge in again.
Quick as a flash, Peter grabbed his fallen short sword and skimmed into the air. But because of the amount of blood he'd lost from his left arm, he couldn't hold himself in the air for too long. He landed back down on the deck, but he was holding his sword with confidence.
Akane stepped back and could only stare as Hook and Peter engaged in a sword battle. When it became apparent that Peter was competent enough to fight against Hook, Akane then rushed off towards Ryogae.
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Ranma lifted his head and strained his ears. From a dark place in his mind, he came back to the present. He thought he'd heard Akane shout out. Of course, it was his imagination.
Of course, he could only have imagined it...
There was no way in hell...
Ranma took a hold of the rope that secured the net to the ship. He started pulling himself up easily.
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He saw her approaching and his weary face broke into a grin. He started punching and kicking with renewed vigor. Akane slipped through the net of four men and stood back-to-back with Ryogae. Together they fought, watching each other's backs.
Akane kicked Fin's sword away, earning herself an appraising glance from Ryoga. Fin looked to where his sword had fallen. While Akane was still reeling from the force of her kick, she saw a movement in the corner of her eye. Her neck snapped to the right to see Harry rushing at her with his dirk in hand. There was no time for her to gain enough momentum to take another kick.
Harry rushed in- and fell back, twisting his arm in agony. Harry fell to his knee. Standing behind Harry and staring at her openly was Ranma, girl form.
"Ranma!" Akane exclaimed. Without a word, he joined her and Ryogae, and the three of them made a quick job of the four men.
The four men scrambled for the lifeboat at the side of the ship. The clamored in, and were joined by Shmee, who was carrying several jewels and necklaces. With a shout, they cut the ropes securing the boat to the ship, and fell off to the side.
"You fools!" Hook shrieked when he saw his crew trying to rush away with his treasure. Hook parried Peter's attacks one by one, but his forty- something year old body wasn't keeping up. With a final cry of pleasure (and obvious bloodlust), Peter gave a swing and sent Hook's sword shimmying across the wooden deck of the Jolly Roger.
Hook held up his hands in surrender. He backed away to the side of the ship...and jumped overboard. Peter, Ranma, Akane and Ryogae all went to the side to watch Hook swim towards the lifeboat where his crew were. They watched the crew paddle away at a faster pace to leave their captain behind.
Tink came flying, and she sprinkled fairy dust all over the four teenagers. They all started to float.
"Wait," Ranma said. "Ryogae, do your Breaking Point Technique on this ship."
Ryogae looked at the red-headed girl before him in shock. He didn't want to ask how she knew about his secret weapon. But he didn't think to ask. He nodded and walked to the waist of the ship, which was only a few feet away. Ranma and the others floated higher away from the ship.
"Breaking poiiiiiinnnnnnntttttt!" Ryoga shouted. With the last word, he brought down his fist and slammed the center of the ship with all his might. For a while, all was still, then the ship groaned and moaned as she split in half, from the center.
Ryogae flew up into the air and rejoined the three. Simultaneously, he and Peter turned to Ranma girl-form and stared at the scantily clad form.
"Who are you?" they asked at the same time.
Ranma glared at them, and Akane tried to conceal her amusement.
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END CHAPTER FOUR
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