Evil Catfist Ranma
Again, the story is mine, but the character Ranma, and any others I use from other Anime are not.
"Spoken Words"
'Thoughts'
/"Different Languages"/
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In a dark a misty place. There stood a man, on his knees with a shadow of a person not more than 12 standing a few feet in front of him.
"Well well well, looky what we have here, it seems to be pops. I wonder how I'll kill you. Should it be with a swipe of my wrist, or should I pay you back for all the things you've done 'for' me, or should I say TO me. I think I'll have some fun first..." And a quick swipe to the face to start things off...
"GYAAAAAAAAAAA! huff huff huff. The man known as Genma shot up from bed breathing haggardly.
"What's wrong? Was it that dream again?" A middle aged woman asked sitting beside him, resting her arms on her husbands back.
"Yes, I'm sorry to wake you No-Chan" 'Why am I having these nightmares. I started having them two years ago, but now they seem to be getting stronger. I think it's time I talked to him. It's been almost two years since I last had a talk with him.'
"I'll be back in a little while No-Chan. I need to get some fresh air." So saying, he found a pair of comfortable brown Sweat pants and a green long sleeve shirt. Heading out the bedroom, he headed down the stairs and out the house. Quickly bounding from rooftop to rooftop, he was out of Juban after a few minuets, heading toward the place he remembered as his son's final resting ground.
Coming upon the park from so long ago, he starts to see some tall buildings. Upon further investigation, they've gotten rid of half the park for a business. Walking around for nearly half an hour, he's completely lost track of where the grave stone he set in place is. After another hour, he finally recognized some of the trails from long ago, but when leading to where the clearing should be, all that stands are a few office buildings. After saying a prayer to one which he thinks might have been built over his son's grave, he quickly leaves for home, hopefully in time for breakfast.
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In a very obscured valley, a village sat. This be a village of warriors, a village of warrior women./"Are you ready shampoo, we'll be leaving later today."/ An old looking, 2 ½ foot lady wearing a white robe like cloth asked, currently holding onto a large walking cane.
/"Just another minuet great grandmother."/ A very busty, exotic purple haired beauty replied from just inside the room with one backpack, packed and ready to go.
/"Very well, after I discuss this with the council, we'll be on our way."/ Said old lady then hopped out the room, down the hall and out the front entrance.
Outside, the village looked old styled, barbaric even, but beautiful in its well constructed simplicity. Lines of individual huts of varying size and style created paths between them for people to walk along. Or as the old lady was doing, hopping down the path leading to a very large rectangular hut. Voices are barely heard just inside. After entering, the voices cease, and then after seeing who it was, quickly continued.
/"Cologne, you are going on a husband, and technique hunt, are you not?"/ Asked an old woman looking very much like the one described before, only with purple robe like clothing.
/"Yes, the council has already approved of this, why has another meeting been called over this?"/
/"Well, we've had a change of heart. Since this will be a husband hunt, as well as a technique find, we believe there should be more people than just your self, and your great granddaughter. And so, we have decided, with Shampoo, you will also take my heir, Rinse, as well as Lotions heir, Crème. Accompanying you will be Lotions Daughter, Li Sang. She will be your aid while husband hunting and technique finding."/
'Damn, this was suppose to be just for Shampoo, I'll just have to make sure I or my great granddaughter finds that boy first.'
/"Very well, but only if you keep your nephew mouse here and away from my great granddaughter. She has put up with him for quite a while. On another note, we will be heading toward Japan, Either the Jubaan Ward, or the Nerima ward. Both are reported as high level fighter areas. If there's nothing else, we will be leaving in two hours."/ At that, Cologne left the large council hut and went back to her home.
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"Welcome back husband dear, how did your walk go?""Very well No-Chan, I just needed to clear my mind."
"Didn't you say you were going to look for a job today dear? It has been nearly two weeks since you went out to look for a job since you lost the last one."
"Y..yes dear, but..the dream, I it musta been like a premonition. Today is not a good day to look for a job. Yes that's right, that dream was trying to tell me that today is not the day." 'God, please buy it, I don't have any money for sake and it's to hot to be out just wondering around today.'
{Shink} The beautiful sound of a flawless steel sword being drawn can send shivers down even the toughest of guys, and Genma was no exception. Turing around, he saw his wife with her honor blade drawn halfway out and looking at Genma with steel in her eyes.
"I uh...think today would be a great day to find a job, oh yess....loveyahoneybye" and with that he was out the door in a flash.
'If he doesn't find a job soon he's OUT. First he takes my only child away from me when he just turned 4. Then he..he...sob....gets him...sob...killed...' Tears falling down her face, she rests her face in her hands, crying over the only child she was able to have.
For months she was a wreck, she only ate enough to live, and only slept when she passed out. She was in the hospital for nearly a month, kept only alive by the IV's that fed her. After being nearly comatose for a month strait, she just seemed to snap out of it. After just over 7 months of mourning, she was finally able to continue with her life.
For the next year, just the thought of her son, and what she lost would send her into a crying fit for hours till she passed out. By the second year, she finally got the idea to try and have another child. This time nothing would keep her from her baby. Genma would stay as far as possible form the baby. He would only see the baby when she did, and only when she would allow it. But it was not meant to be, for when she visited the doctor after a few weeks of trying, she found out she was unable to bear children. He still wasn't' sure how she was able to bear her first child, but still they tried, and after another year, she finally quit. She became a shell of a person.
Only still married because no one else would want her. What was she, a woman with no heir, and no way to make one, who would want such a woman. If she unmarried, she would be looked down upon by society. It was far more modernized, and less prejudiced, but for a woman to be unmarried, and unable to have children, she would still be frowned upon. And so she was still with Genma. She hated him with nearly everything she had. The only pleasure she got from him now was whatever suffering she was able to inflict upon him. Even just this little torture of looking for work helped her feel better. Knowing she was hurting the one that took her son, her only son, away from her made her feel just a bit better.
'Damn, now what can I do? It's only 10 AM and she won't let me back in till at least 5. Damn! I got no money for sake, and I already tapped all I could out of everyone at the bar last time. HOLD ON, my old friend Soun. I haven't heard or talked with him in years. Oh yeah, we made that pact years ago to unite our children. I'll use that, hopefully he has some Sake around, and hopefully his stubborn wife is out shopping or something.' With that thought, a large burly, bald man in somewhat respectable black jeans and a crème button down shirt is seen leaping from building to building heading out of Juban, and into Nerima.
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Nearing Dusk, just down the road, we see a boy, no make that a young man wearing black silk pants with a silk midnight blue sleeveless shirt, maybe around the age of 16 or 17 carrying a very large backpack which does nothing to either slow his walk or impede his light steps. This is a man with skill and grace. Walking down a row of houses to the one he had memorized from that phone book, he looks for the specific house number. As he arrives at the front of the fence, he looks around. The house is a fairly nice old style Japanese one story building with a small yard in the front and what looked to be another in the back connected a strip of grass on the side of the house.
After knocking a few times he stands there slightly tugging his pigtail in nervousness as he can only sense one occupant and it's not who he was originally looking for. The person about to answer though he would gladly see nonetheless.
A middle aged woman with reddish brown hair answered the door.
"Mrs. Soetome?"
"Yes, young man, can I help you?"
In a flash he was in her arms, the only word barely heard and registered in the woman's mind was a quiet whisper... "momma"...
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And so, the night ended with a fat, bald martial artist drunk, sleeping next to an equally drunk, but fit looking man. Both were on the floor next to an old board game called GO. On a boat, a very old woman is contemplating where the young man she had barely gotten a glimpse at before, would be staying. She got the name from the register at Jyousenko as a Ranma, the sixth person in over 5 thousand years to come to that wretched place, and not become cursed, her being the Fourth.Back to the boy who she is looking for, he is currently talking with his newly found mother, for which he had not seen or heard of since he was 4. Both are incredibly overjoyed at being reunited and are sharing their lives with each other, trying desperately to get that Mother-Son connection back to life.
Author Rant:Ok, what did ya all think about this one. Decided to give a little more this time, though next chapter will have some good fights, and therefore be longer. As I said before, each chapter will get progressively longer and better as time goes on. Could use a few pre-readers (will be mentioned in this section to those who help). Also, fixed the whole thought and speech thing, sorry, FFnet messed up the formatting, forgot I had to re-edit once posted to FFNET. Well, gnight and keep those review comin.
Oh yeah, this will not be a vote fic, merely wanted opinions on what others thought or wanted, I do have a good idea where this is going, but no clue as to where it'll end, got like 2 arcs sketched out thus far, Lots more to come. Stay tuned and find out.
Version Alpha 1.3 Rating here merely means first post, first edition, third time coming back to add little stuffs to it, in that order. Just incase any of you were wondering.