Back again with Blood of Innocents: chapter 2. Ranma killed Happosai in last chapter...YES!!! Oh come on, haven't you ever watched the series and just wished the old fart would die? If not then...well I'm not going to say as this fic is PG-13. Enjoy the rest!
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Ranma yawned and stretched as he woke up. It was a strange dream he'd had last night, watching Happosai get killed. As much as he hated the old pervert, Ranma didn't want him dead....just removed from his life.
"Ranma!" Akane's voice came from outside his room. "Get ready or we'll be late!"
"Okay!" He yelled, running to his closet to get his clothes. After getting them he went to the bath and stripped, then climbed in. While bathing he noticed a black pendent around his neck.
"What's this?" He asked himself. It obviously wasn't a gift from his pops, who'd more likely sell it than consider giving it to his son. Ranma tried to take it off, but the chain seemed to tighten around his neck making it impossible to remove without breaking it, which was something he didn't want to do.
"Better not be a trick from the old ghoul," He said, choosing to ignore it. The pendent loosened itself and he bathed. After walking out and getting dressed he went downstairs for breakfast, sitting next to Akane and his father. He grabbed a bowl and dug in, eating at a pace that amazed even Genma.
"When did your speed increase boy?" Genma demanded. Ranma raised an eyebrow.
"What're you talking about old man?" Ranma asked. He looked around, noticing Happosai wasn't there. "Where's the pervert?"
"He didn't return yesterday," Soun answered. Ranma shrugged it off, it wasn't the first time Happosai had gone missing, most likely Tarou had come and kidnapped him again. When he and Akane finished they both ran off to school. Ranma reached the school in record time, not even realizing that he'd left Akane behind.
"Got here early today," He smirked, turning to where Akane would be. "Akane?"
"Baka!" Her voice came from behind him and a postbox flew into the back of his head, causing him to fall to the floor. "You didn't have to leave me behind!"
Vengeance......
Ranma stood up, sending the postbox fly from him, and stared Akane in the eyes.
"Listen bitch!" Ranma pointed at her angrily. Akane's eyes widened at that, no one called her that before, especially not Ranma. "If you ever hurt me again for something that's not my fault, I'll snap your neck. Got that?"
Akane nodded, too shocked to protest. Ranma gave her a smile that showed his teeth and was in no way pleasant.
"Good," As if a daze had been broken Ranma returned to normal and walked to the school, kicking Kuno high into the fields of clouds when the ignorant swordsman leaped at him to attack.
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Cologne's head shot up as she felt something...something evil, and powerful. The ki signature was similar to Son-in-Law's, but Ranma's aura wasn't tainted with such evil as this was.
"I've got a bad feeling about this," Cologne commented as she continued making her ramen.
* * * After School * * *
"Where the hell am I now?!" A voice roared from behind Ranma has he walked home. Akane had stayed behind to walk home with two of her friends. Ranma sighed and turned to face Ryoga.
"Hello P-Chan," Ranma taunted, his necklace glowed without him realizing it.
"Ranma Saotome!" Ryoga yelled. "Prepare to die!"
Ryoga lunged at Ranma, attacking with all his power. Ranma smirked, dodging and weaving through the attacks, never even touched.
How's he doing this? Ryoga thought to himself before he was kicked into a wall. The once sturdy structure crumbled, completely covering him. Ranma smirked and his eyes flashed red. He turned away from the unconscious Ryoga and walked home, whistling an upbeat tune.
* * * Tendo's Residence, several hours later.* * *
As Ranma slept Genma quietly snuck over to his sons sleeping form.
That necklace of his could make me money, Genma thought to himself, a greedy smile in place. He slowly grabbed the pendent, made sure Ranma still slept, then pulled...until it started glowing. Genma let go and fell on his rear in surprise. Ranma's eyes snapped open, glowing the same color as his necklace, and sat up. Genma gaped at his son, wondering what had happened to the blue that normally filled Ranma's eyes. Ranma grabbed Genma and threw him outside the window, which a mysterious gust of wind had opened. Genma landed just on the edge of the pond and Ranma leaped after him.
"All my life father," Ranma said in a cold voice. "You've stolen from me, beaten me, and even tried to degrade me. I think I've grown rather tired of it, time to end the suffering."
Genma's eyes widened. "Y-you wouldn't!"
"Kill you?" Ranma laughed. "No, as a member of my family I'll spare you that punishment."
Genma sighed in relief. "Good boy."
"No, I don't think so father," Ranma said, saying the word 'father' as more of an insult than a title. "Justice still needs to be served." Genma quivered in fear as Ranma stood, black shadows surrounding and completely covering his son.
"You'll never hurt anyone ever again," Ranma said, his arm lengthened and growing. When it stopped a red katana rested in his palm. "I've never dissected a frog in science, maybe a human will do just as well."
"Help me!" Genma cried out before turning around and running. Ranma laughed and snapped his fingers, a black dome appeared around them.
"Soundproof," Ranma said. Genma pounded against the dark wall, but, despite the man's strength, it stood unfazed. "It's quite solid as well. I think it's time to spend some quality time with you father."
No one ever heard the screams of Genma Saotome as his son slowly peeled off his skin, but Ranma didn't stop there. The next morning Genma was found several miles from the Tendo Dojo; a limbless mess of blood and sinew and barely clinging to life. The eldest Saotome had his mouth sown shut with a strange black string that could not be taken off; he'd never be able to talk again; even if the insanity that had taken hold of him didn't prevent it.
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Well, that's it for chapter two. In case you can't tell, I don't like Genma much either. I wonder...who'll suffer next chapter?