Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma 1/2
I'm not really into this kind of thing, but I'm writing it nonetheless. Oh well.
{These hold flashbacks}
Enjoy.
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Flying through the skies, a giant orb of blackness was falling.
Ranma sat on the roof of the Tendo residence, a sad look on his face.
{"You're nothing but a pervert Ranma!" Akane's voice rang in his head as she prepared to strike him.}
Didn't Akane realize that he never caused any of those incidents? Why wouldn't she listen? Maybe he needed to consider...was it time?
The orb as if sensing the rage Ranma held, made it's way towards him.
{"Ranma Saotome, prepare to die!" Ryoga's voice rumbled.}
Ranma had never truly meant to make an enemy out of Ryoga, all he wanted was...maybe not friendship, but he didn't want the hatred Ryoga had aimed at him. The time was coming....
It rolled to the roof Ranma sat on, then leaped as high as it could to land near him.
{"Stop bullying P-Chan!" Akane yelled, slamming his head into the ground.}
Ranma cringed as that memory hit him. It was strange that Ryoga always claimed Ranma was the dishonorable one, but Ryoga always slept with his fiancée as a pig. Maybe it was time…
A black orb appeared next to Ranma's foot, slowly growing.
{"Beloved Pig-Tailed girl!" Kuno cried as he latched on to her and wept.}
{"Saotome, for the sins against my two loves I shall punish you!" Kuno lunged at Ranma before flying through the air, courtesy of Ranma's foot.}
Kuno, and his sister; ignorance embodied. Never would they listen to him, but now... perhaps it was time….
The blackness wrapped around his leg, slowly traveling up.
{"Try it again!" Genma yelled as he shoved his son into the pit filled with cats, not caring about the tears that Ranma wept.}
His own father, doing whatever it took to get what he wanted. Whether it be selling Ranma for food or placing Ranma in danger to save himself, Genma just didn't love his son as much as he did himself. Time was coming...
Reaching his waist and spreading, causing his bottom half to be covered in darkness.
{"What a haul!" An old and wrinkled man, Happosai, yelled as he ran through the streets. A redheaded woman chased after him, but a crowd of girls ran her over while chasing the man.}
The old pervert, one who deserved punishment more than the others. Ranma would beat him one day, then make sure that Happosai never came back. Time....
His neck was covered, the blackness had covered Ranma almost completely.
{"Shampoo make too too good Ramen for Airen!" Shampoo exclaimed, latching onto Ranma. Akane growled and sent Ranma into the world of inhuman headaches as the mallet pounded onto his head.}
Shampoo, one whose ignorance matched Kuno's. She would never let Ranma go, not without his or someone he cared about dying. Time.....
The blackness wrapped around his head, now completely covering Ranma's body.
Time... to kill them all...
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Happosai leaped from rooftop to rooftop, smiling gleefully as he did so. A bag he carried, one filled with panties, was full to the brim, at least until a shadow sliced through it, spilling it all and causing Happosai to stop and looked for his attacker with rage.
"I had silky white ones in there!" He yelled, looking for whoever had destroyed his sacred collection. A laugh behind him, Happosai turned, a black whip wrapped around his throat.
"Ah, poor Happosai," A voice said. Out of the shadows of a chimney walked a figure draped in dark robes, it's body was completely covered. The face was blocked from sight with a hood. A black katana was held in the stranger's hand, one that glowed with a strange red aura. The other hand held the whip that had wrapped around Happosai's throat.
"W-who are y-you?" Happosai managed to get out, the whip was blocking most of the air from his lungs.
"Your fears embodied," The stranger said, voice revealing to be a man. Happosai scrunched his face in concentration, that voice sounded familiar. "Oh? You seem to recognize my voice, that's good. Can you place it in your faded mind old one?"
That voice....
The whip tightened around his throat, all air stopped. Slowly tightening...his neck was straining against it...
Sounded like....
A loud snap echoed in the streets, but no one paid any attention to it as worse sounds happened around Nerima. No one knew of the fallen body of the aged pervert as it dropped from the strangers whip, the said item retracting into the robed ones arm, disappearing.
"Ranma..." Happosai coughed before he died. The cloaked man let out a laugh before fading into the shadows. To anyone who knew this man they'd realize there was something different about the laugh.
It was his first laugh of true happiness.
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Strange eh? I'm not the greatest at these kind of things, but I'm trying. This chapter was short, but it was more of a prologue than an actual chapter. The black orb will be explained later, don't bother asking about it yet. For those who've read please review, those are the lifeblood of my stories. Thanks!
-Dreamwriter