Standard Disclaimer... I don't own Ranma 1/2, Marvel, or any other works of
fantasy/fiction or published works that appear in this fanfiction. I do
this for no profit and only for the enjoyment of writing and sharing these
stories with other fans.
This story takes place shortly before Nodoka shows up in Ranma 1/2, and I am currently only drawing the Weapon X program from Marvel and am not sure if any other Marvel characters/people will show up [reasoning being that Wolverine was on his own long before he teamed up with the X-Men, so if Weapon X was to get a hold of anyone that they have a chance to change them and that the X-Men might or might not ever hear about the person]
( ) = thoughts * * = Telepathy = Chinese [due to those ever loved Amazons] [ ] = Authors description/explanation [I like to ramble sometimes]
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In a lone computer lab in what appears to be an unfinished basement with concrete walls and exposed wiring, a scientist [with obvious villainous aspects] is overlooking a computer screen plotting out the course of something on a map of a town prefecture. It seems to be an erratic course leading over the maps that he has pulled up on his computer, tracing over the buildings and streets. Almost like tracing the path of a drunken bird.
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Rooftops of Nerima,
Ranma is running over the rooftops on Nerima, occasionally looking around as if looking for something, or someone. Shortly after facing forward again he spots what he was looking for. Happosei, back from one of his latest escapades. Ranma leaps into the air and lands on the roof in front of the old pervert. "What did you think you were doing you old fart?"
Happosei snorts and pulls his ever-present peeping mask from his face. Looking up at Ranma he snorts again, "Ranma my boy, what ever could you mean? I thought you'd be happy with my gift?"
"Arggh, you old goat. Who'd be happy waking up in that... that... THING!"
"Why any beautiful girl would," stated the obviously deranged old pervert, drooling at the memory of dressing Ranma-chan earlier that morning while she was asleep.
Ranma hearing this and seeing Happosei's expression launched at him intent to clobber him.
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Mouse was wandering about rather depressed this morning; he had finally come to the conclusion that Shampoo would never love him. Of course though he had finally given up on Shampoo he wanted revenge on Saotome for ruining his chance.
Putting his glasses back on his face he looks up and sees the target of his wrath talking to someone on the roof above him. Not knowing or caring about anything else he leaps to attack, pulling his sharpest Katana out of his hidden weapons space.
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Ryoga was lost again. Unknowing whether to choose Akane or Akari. Lost in thought he heard the sound of his most hated nemesis, Ranma. Looking up he sees Ranma talking to someone out of sight. Rage filling him, he jumps at Ranma uncaring of who might get hurt in his just revenge.
"RANMA, For the HELL you've given me, PREPARE TO DIE!!!"
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Back in the dark computer lab the scientist grins as he plots three more lines onto his map, each leading towards the first line.
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Jumping forward at the old master of Anything Goes, Ranma is past caring about injury or pain, he just wants to finally defeat Happosei and be done with him.
Happosei grins a malicious grin seeing Ranma's rage. (Heh, Ranma my boy you're way to young to defeat me. Oh well, time to humiliate you again, maybe this time you'll learn some manners.) Jumping up and rebounding on Ranma's head Happosei laughs feeling his wayward students aura become confused, then pained... (Wait a minute, pained? I didn't do anything to the lad yet.) Looking down from the apex of his jump he sees Ranma impaled from his right side with a katana sticking out of his chest, and on his right Ryoga wielding his combat umbrella having bashed in the other side of his chest. Ranma in his rage was unable to defend himself against the other two when going after Happosei.
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Pain, nothing but pain. Unable to breath, unable to think. Flashes of something. A fist, followed by a small firecracker. Some yellow colored cloth. Then darkness.
Darkness followed by further pain... followed by a floating feeling, almost of being suspended in warm water.
(Am I dead? Where is this? What happened?)
Opening his eyes and looking around for the first time he sees a sort of cloudy covered room filled with what appears to be a green mist. Feeling around he notices that he seems to be suspended in an upright tank filled with some sort of green gel like fluid. Also he is wearing a breathing mask and seems to have some sort of wires stuck to his skin.
Looking out of the tank he sees a man enter the room, the man is slightly hunched over and wearing a doctors lab coat and has messy hair and thick old style glasses on. Following the man into the room is the diminutive form of Happosei. Barely able to make out their form through the green mist that seamed to be hovering about the room the person residing in the tank saw them appear to be talking to each other. Then Happosei started to get angry and gestured at the tank. The man in the lab coat folded his arms and straightened up with an annoying smirk on his face and seemed to chuckle and shook his head in a decidedly negative fashion. In response to this Happosei shot forward and hit the man in his chest before bounding over to the tank and shattering it in one strike.
Sound suddenly came to the man in the tank as the liquid washed away from him and down to the floor, carrying him with it.
"Ranma, can you hear me?" Asked Happosei worriedly.
"Ranma...?" The man looked at the little man guessingly, "is that my name?"
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Authors' notes...
As if anyone ever reads these. This is just a teaser to get me started. I know where this is going, but am open to any advise / criticism / comments are appreciated. Flames will go the 7 levels of Hades where they belong [I mean, come on people if all you have to say is bad, negative, and out of context; shouldn't you just go on Jerry Springer and have your 15 minutes of fame and then get out of everyone's hair?]
This story takes place shortly before Nodoka shows up in Ranma 1/2, and I am currently only drawing the Weapon X program from Marvel and am not sure if any other Marvel characters/people will show up [reasoning being that Wolverine was on his own long before he teamed up with the X-Men, so if Weapon X was to get a hold of anyone that they have a chance to change them and that the X-Men might or might not ever hear about the person]
( ) = thoughts * * = Telepathy = Chinese [due to those ever loved Amazons] [ ] = Authors description/explanation [I like to ramble sometimes]
**********
In a lone computer lab in what appears to be an unfinished basement with concrete walls and exposed wiring, a scientist [with obvious villainous aspects] is overlooking a computer screen plotting out the course of something on a map of a town prefecture. It seems to be an erratic course leading over the maps that he has pulled up on his computer, tracing over the buildings and streets. Almost like tracing the path of a drunken bird.
**********
Rooftops of Nerima,
Ranma is running over the rooftops on Nerima, occasionally looking around as if looking for something, or someone. Shortly after facing forward again he spots what he was looking for. Happosei, back from one of his latest escapades. Ranma leaps into the air and lands on the roof in front of the old pervert. "What did you think you were doing you old fart?"
Happosei snorts and pulls his ever-present peeping mask from his face. Looking up at Ranma he snorts again, "Ranma my boy, what ever could you mean? I thought you'd be happy with my gift?"
"Arggh, you old goat. Who'd be happy waking up in that... that... THING!"
"Why any beautiful girl would," stated the obviously deranged old pervert, drooling at the memory of dressing Ranma-chan earlier that morning while she was asleep.
Ranma hearing this and seeing Happosei's expression launched at him intent to clobber him.
**********
Mouse was wandering about rather depressed this morning; he had finally come to the conclusion that Shampoo would never love him. Of course though he had finally given up on Shampoo he wanted revenge on Saotome for ruining his chance.
Putting his glasses back on his face he looks up and sees the target of his wrath talking to someone on the roof above him. Not knowing or caring about anything else he leaps to attack, pulling his sharpest Katana out of his hidden weapons space.
**********
Ryoga was lost again. Unknowing whether to choose Akane or Akari. Lost in thought he heard the sound of his most hated nemesis, Ranma. Looking up he sees Ranma talking to someone out of sight. Rage filling him, he jumps at Ranma uncaring of who might get hurt in his just revenge.
"RANMA, For the HELL you've given me, PREPARE TO DIE!!!"
**********
Back in the dark computer lab the scientist grins as he plots three more lines onto his map, each leading towards the first line.
**********
Jumping forward at the old master of Anything Goes, Ranma is past caring about injury or pain, he just wants to finally defeat Happosei and be done with him.
Happosei grins a malicious grin seeing Ranma's rage. (Heh, Ranma my boy you're way to young to defeat me. Oh well, time to humiliate you again, maybe this time you'll learn some manners.) Jumping up and rebounding on Ranma's head Happosei laughs feeling his wayward students aura become confused, then pained... (Wait a minute, pained? I didn't do anything to the lad yet.) Looking down from the apex of his jump he sees Ranma impaled from his right side with a katana sticking out of his chest, and on his right Ryoga wielding his combat umbrella having bashed in the other side of his chest. Ranma in his rage was unable to defend himself against the other two when going after Happosei.
**********
Pain, nothing but pain. Unable to breath, unable to think. Flashes of something. A fist, followed by a small firecracker. Some yellow colored cloth. Then darkness.
Darkness followed by further pain... followed by a floating feeling, almost of being suspended in warm water.
(Am I dead? Where is this? What happened?)
Opening his eyes and looking around for the first time he sees a sort of cloudy covered room filled with what appears to be a green mist. Feeling around he notices that he seems to be suspended in an upright tank filled with some sort of green gel like fluid. Also he is wearing a breathing mask and seems to have some sort of wires stuck to his skin.
Looking out of the tank he sees a man enter the room, the man is slightly hunched over and wearing a doctors lab coat and has messy hair and thick old style glasses on. Following the man into the room is the diminutive form of Happosei. Barely able to make out their form through the green mist that seamed to be hovering about the room the person residing in the tank saw them appear to be talking to each other. Then Happosei started to get angry and gestured at the tank. The man in the lab coat folded his arms and straightened up with an annoying smirk on his face and seemed to chuckle and shook his head in a decidedly negative fashion. In response to this Happosei shot forward and hit the man in his chest before bounding over to the tank and shattering it in one strike.
Sound suddenly came to the man in the tank as the liquid washed away from him and down to the floor, carrying him with it.
"Ranma, can you hear me?" Asked Happosei worriedly.
"Ranma...?" The man looked at the little man guessingly, "is that my name?"
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Authors' notes...
As if anyone ever reads these. This is just a teaser to get me started. I know where this is going, but am open to any advise / criticism / comments are appreciated. Flames will go the 7 levels of Hades where they belong [I mean, come on people if all you have to say is bad, negative, and out of context; shouldn't you just go on Jerry Springer and have your 15 minutes of fame and then get out of everyone's hair?]