IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTES INVOLVING MY MAIN FIC THE BLESSING!!! PLEASE READ! Hiya. Been a long time 4 this fic. I have this horrible case of writers block on the blessing and am trying to over come it. It's not working. But I need some input. First I need a vote on what fic you think is my best just because... it's fun for me. Plus I'd really like to know which fics my audience like. Which ever gets the most I will continue next. Second. I need fanart for The Blessing. If anyone can draw worth a damn sent me some pics of what you picture my descriptions for each person to be like. (Preferably Ranma.... others would be liked.) As was said in the last chapter of the Blessing Ranma is getting yet another new look. I havn't described that look yet but I have it in my mind so just send pics of descriptions I've given allready. If I Don't get any pics I won't be that dissapointed but I'd really like some. If it's worth your time please send me some drawings or anything you feel is pretty good. My e-mail(and yahoo messenger) is Thanks
NON IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTES! DON"T HAVE TO READ IF YOU DON"T WANT TO! THEY INVOLVE THIS FIC! Now for the part those of you reading this actually want to hear. First off I know HOW this story will end. And now I've finally developed, sort of a plot for it. Problem is... I don't know... what to do. I just can't think of anything. I know Buu's gonna be in it. But... for the romance part. .... Videl? Gohan? Erasa? OC?... Heh.... you know what? Never mind. I just thought of my pairing! YAY! And I know alot of you will HATE it. And alot of you will LOVE it. All a matter of perspective. On with the show!
Chapter Six
"There werent' actually any diamonds in your pocket were there?" Gohan asked.
Gohan had been looking for his "sister" for about twenty minutes when he spotted her by a tree. It was lunch time of their second day of school and he had forgotten his lunch. "Well. Maybe Ranma will let me borrow some of hers?" He had thought.
"No. Of course not. Why would I keep Diamonds in my pocket?" She asked plainly.
He laughed. "I dunno! You never know what you may do." He had replied.
"Gohan.... do you want to hear a story?" She asked suddenly. Her tone had changed. Her eyes fell and became blank.
"About what?" He asked.
"Me.." She replied sullenly.
"I guess." He siad. He sat down leaning off the tree at a 45 degree angle to Ranma.
"Its been. A Long,.... long time. I haven't told anyone one of my stories in so long. Well here it goes. When I was young, as in like 70 or 80, my spouse died. She died of age. Do you know what it's like to lose a loved one?" She asked.
"Yes. Well sorta. I've always been able to wish back my dead friends when they were taken from me." He answered.
"I suppose you don't really." She replied.
He frowned at her immediate telling off of his hardships. However he supposed he had no grounds to talk. He never had TRULY lost anyone.
"Well I searched for two things after that. A way to die myself without killing myself, or a way to bring my spouse back and make my spouse just as immortal as me. I found a way to speak with my spouse about a hundred years later." I found records of my existance on the planet of the northern King Kai. People in heaven or, the other world, knew everything about me. How I came to be and how I was still alive. I stole those records and destroyed them. I didn't like people scrutinizing me like that. But I never found my love. That one person whom I had thought would surely be in heaven... wasn't there. I searched further. I looked in hell. Your thinking the HFIL of that idiot Grand Kai. But no I mean the real burning fiery molten pit of fire hell. But my spouse wasn't there in either place.
"I found that she had supposedly died in other world. Other world is not heaven. Other world is a second life. Dieing there. That is what my spouse did. And there one can't die of age. I searched for who killed her. And I found him. An evil being far more powerful than your pathetic Cell a few years ago had killed her while she was protecting one of the kais. Majin Buu was it's name. I found the creature. And I fought it. I fought and fought and fought. The battles between Ranma and Majin Buu raged on for over a hundred years much like a war untill the Kai's forgot about us. We were our own little buble of destruction in the far southern corner of the universe.. I couldn't kill him. And he couldn't kill me. Finally I managed to convince the kai's to help me in my endevor. When they found that over 120 solar systems had been destroyed by our war they joined the battle.
It was an enourmous mistake. Majin Buu began attacking the Kami Realms.
Sooner or later Buu absorbed many of the Kais and they weakened him. They made him into a much weaker being however much more rebelious. His master sealed him off and my name slipped out of legend and myth. I went to my home on lonely mountain and sought what had happened to my spouse. I never found out.... until 300 years ago. But thats another story." Ranma finished. Her eyes seemed slightly brighter.
"Wow.... all that happened to you?" He asked.
"Yes... I've saved the human race my fair share of times now don't you think?... I just want to... see... her again..." She said burying her face in her hands.
Originally he thought of comforting her but a thought struck out in his head. "Her...? It was a her?" She had used the word spouse or love to refer to this ancient love of hers. She had never used a definant pronoun untill just then.
"She looked up and smiled happily again. "Thats another story big brother!"
She bounded away up to her class room making it into the building just after the bell signalling 5 minutes untill class started.
"Hey... Gohan!" Gohan suddenly heard someone cry.
Sharpner approached him.
"Gohan! Your sister is amazing! She beat Dam! I thought that only Hercule himself could do that!" He cried.
"Hmm. Yeah, she is one of the best." He muttered.
"Well. We'll see. Today Dam is teaching again and PE is next. Lets see what he does." He said.
Gohan nodded.
Ranma once again, waited untill all the girls had left the locker room and did not change.
She walked out and there sat Dam in his chair at his self brought desk. She chuckled.
"You know. Considering your a GREAT martial artist, perhaps you could stand instead of lounging in your easy chair? Being strong and being good are two VERY different things. Your not good enough to be lounging. Get up." Ranma told him.
To half the classes surprise, he actually stood up and pushed his desk which slid over into the wall with a loud bang.
"Your learning." Ranma said.
"Perhaps.... I have underestimated you. I was wondering, if you would be able to teach the martial arts class today. There was no mistaking who was better in our match yesterday. I respect someone with your kind of power." He said.
"Hmph. Respect the work your students and underlings put into thier training. To get themselves to their teachers level is their goal. When you can respect that then you can respect your own betters." Ranma told him. "No I can't teach. Everything I teach always becomes Chaos and Hell." She said this from personal experiance.
Most of the class ignored that comment. Videl logged it away. She suspected Ranma was... something. Different.
Class was an uneventfull game of dodgeball. Ranma had fun with it. No one could understand why the ball never hit her when she never moved as it flew directly at her. The teacher was busy contemplating what he had been told. After class everyone was told they had to take showers. They stunk to high heaven.
Ranma however. Would not do it. She still hadn't built up enough magical potential to cast the spells needed keep her body looking... normal.
Unfortunantly... Videl and Erasa demanded it.
"Ok... but... just don't jump to any conclusions." Ranma replied.
She took off her shirt and their jaws dropped.
All over her upper body were scars. Whole chunks of skin had been torn out of places and left indented and lightcolored. (You know trigun? Yeah. Think Vash) Her arms were much the same. (Her shirt was long sleaved) As were every single part of her body. Her breasts, face, feet, and hands were abnormally untouched.
"What.... what happened? Who did this to you?" They asked. Fortunantly they were the only ones left in the bathroom.
"Each wound has it's own story. Amazingly enough I have counted a hundred wounds including the one on my face that I keep invisible by... abnormal means. Most of them were training accidents." Ranma lied.
"Your... very devoted... aren't you?" Videl asked.
"Devoted? Heh... A better phrase would be, my life revolves around fighting. I've fought from the day I was born. Fought tides that... that always win against everyone... but me."
Ranma quickly showered and dressed herself. She left them still in shock the difference between what they had first thought of Ranma and what she was actually like.
"Heh... hey Videl. What if Ranma wasn't just kidding and she actually was thirteen hundred years old? Wouldn't that be neat?" She asked.
"Erasa... I get this funny feeling that.... that she isn't lying." Videl replied.
"Ee... yeah me too sorta. But thats impossible! No ones THAT old!" Erasa cried. She walked out of the locker room nervously.
"I... I think Ranma may be."
TIMEBREAK!
"VIDEL! WE NEED YOUR ASSISTANCE! THE BANK IS BEING ROBBED AGAIN!" A speaker phone cried from Videl's belt calling her from her endless dazing in Math class.
"Teacher may I-
"Go Videl." The teacher interupted.
"Thanks." She replied and quickly rushed out of the room.
"Ugh... I'm bored. Why not? Sounds fun." Ranma said. Suddenly Ranma split into two. No one noticed as most were asleep. One disappeared almost the second she appeared and the other sat stationary in her desk.
No one noticed the window open itself either.
Ranma lept high into the sky after the yellow jet. She landed on it a clung to the tail.
It landed at the scene of the crime in about two minutes.
Burglars were fully armed with all types of weaponry at their disposal.
Videl rushed from her jet to the nearest policeman who was hiding behind an upturned car.
After a short conversation Videl rushed into the main enterance of the building and, while dodging gunfire, rammed a fist into the machine gunners face. He fell flat.
Ranma meanwhile, sat on the sidelines observing. She would involve herself if someone took a wound or something. No one, would die while she was here.
Videl threw the door open and quickly jumped out of the way of it as gunfire came hurdling at her from all sides of the room. Seven hostages sat tied in the corner behind the desk. Two guards were inside the bank vault. Four were gaurding each of the two doors, including the one at the front door who had been disposed of.
Ranma sauntered up to Videl as she crept scanned the building frantically for another way in.
"Hey Videl. Mind if I give it a go?" Ranma asked.
"Huh... Ranma? How'd you get out of class?" Videl asked.
Ranma only smiled.
She walked directly infront of the door.
"RANMA NO!" But she was too late. The bullets came flying directly into her... and... through her?
"Your catching big game now kids." Ranma said. She strolled into the building slowly. Bullet flew through her at the hundreds. Not one of them hit her. They all simply went through.
"Stop firing." She said in a low voice. They instantly obeyed.
"Turn yourselves in or I will end your lives and make sure of where your afterlife is." Ranma said in a dark low voice.
Scared to death of this Ghost some of them ran out the door.
Three of them kept firing.
"So your not going?" She asked. Her voice seemed magnified.
"Well... you'll get what your due." She suddenly dissappeared and reappeared directly in front of the largest man.
He screamed as she then walked THROUGH him. Letting her chi flow out (as that was the only thing she could harm them with while using her advanced version of the spliting cat hairs technique) she pushed enourmous amounts into the man's body. It over filled him and he shook as if being electrocuted until he fell unconcious.
"Try your hands?" She asked turning to the smaller remaining ones. They rushed out of the door.
Ranma smiled a great happy grin. "I Prevented a bank robbery! I'm a super hero!"
Videl, (Having watched the entire thing) felt a sudden loss of balance and a slightly less sudden pain in her nose.
Meanwhile...
"... Ranma... Videl... no We're... we're still not of age yet... Stop laughing Ranma... No Videl it's nothing... wait!... no I'm not... AHH!" Gohan Shouted waking up from a... rather embarassing dream. Fortunantly no one was seated nearby except erasa and she hadn't heard him talking. Ryoga, Gohan knew, probably had though. He'd probably done it himself. If he had Gohan wouldn't be surprised. The pig seemed to play matchmaker for Ranma.
NON IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTES! DON"T HAVE TO READ IF YOU DON"T WANT TO! THEY INVOLVE THIS FIC! Now for the part those of you reading this actually want to hear. First off I know HOW this story will end. And now I've finally developed, sort of a plot for it. Problem is... I don't know... what to do. I just can't think of anything. I know Buu's gonna be in it. But... for the romance part. .... Videl? Gohan? Erasa? OC?... Heh.... you know what? Never mind. I just thought of my pairing! YAY! And I know alot of you will HATE it. And alot of you will LOVE it. All a matter of perspective. On with the show!
Chapter Six
"There werent' actually any diamonds in your pocket were there?" Gohan asked.
Gohan had been looking for his "sister" for about twenty minutes when he spotted her by a tree. It was lunch time of their second day of school and he had forgotten his lunch. "Well. Maybe Ranma will let me borrow some of hers?" He had thought.
"No. Of course not. Why would I keep Diamonds in my pocket?" She asked plainly.
He laughed. "I dunno! You never know what you may do." He had replied.
"Gohan.... do you want to hear a story?" She asked suddenly. Her tone had changed. Her eyes fell and became blank.
"About what?" He asked.
"Me.." She replied sullenly.
"I guess." He siad. He sat down leaning off the tree at a 45 degree angle to Ranma.
"Its been. A Long,.... long time. I haven't told anyone one of my stories in so long. Well here it goes. When I was young, as in like 70 or 80, my spouse died. She died of age. Do you know what it's like to lose a loved one?" She asked.
"Yes. Well sorta. I've always been able to wish back my dead friends when they were taken from me." He answered.
"I suppose you don't really." She replied.
He frowned at her immediate telling off of his hardships. However he supposed he had no grounds to talk. He never had TRULY lost anyone.
"Well I searched for two things after that. A way to die myself without killing myself, or a way to bring my spouse back and make my spouse just as immortal as me. I found a way to speak with my spouse about a hundred years later." I found records of my existance on the planet of the northern King Kai. People in heaven or, the other world, knew everything about me. How I came to be and how I was still alive. I stole those records and destroyed them. I didn't like people scrutinizing me like that. But I never found my love. That one person whom I had thought would surely be in heaven... wasn't there. I searched further. I looked in hell. Your thinking the HFIL of that idiot Grand Kai. But no I mean the real burning fiery molten pit of fire hell. But my spouse wasn't there in either place.
"I found that she had supposedly died in other world. Other world is not heaven. Other world is a second life. Dieing there. That is what my spouse did. And there one can't die of age. I searched for who killed her. And I found him. An evil being far more powerful than your pathetic Cell a few years ago had killed her while she was protecting one of the kais. Majin Buu was it's name. I found the creature. And I fought it. I fought and fought and fought. The battles between Ranma and Majin Buu raged on for over a hundred years much like a war untill the Kai's forgot about us. We were our own little buble of destruction in the far southern corner of the universe.. I couldn't kill him. And he couldn't kill me. Finally I managed to convince the kai's to help me in my endevor. When they found that over 120 solar systems had been destroyed by our war they joined the battle.
It was an enourmous mistake. Majin Buu began attacking the Kami Realms.
Sooner or later Buu absorbed many of the Kais and they weakened him. They made him into a much weaker being however much more rebelious. His master sealed him off and my name slipped out of legend and myth. I went to my home on lonely mountain and sought what had happened to my spouse. I never found out.... until 300 years ago. But thats another story." Ranma finished. Her eyes seemed slightly brighter.
"Wow.... all that happened to you?" He asked.
"Yes... I've saved the human race my fair share of times now don't you think?... I just want to... see... her again..." She said burying her face in her hands.
Originally he thought of comforting her but a thought struck out in his head. "Her...? It was a her?" She had used the word spouse or love to refer to this ancient love of hers. She had never used a definant pronoun untill just then.
"She looked up and smiled happily again. "Thats another story big brother!"
She bounded away up to her class room making it into the building just after the bell signalling 5 minutes untill class started.
"Hey... Gohan!" Gohan suddenly heard someone cry.
Sharpner approached him.
"Gohan! Your sister is amazing! She beat Dam! I thought that only Hercule himself could do that!" He cried.
"Hmm. Yeah, she is one of the best." He muttered.
"Well. We'll see. Today Dam is teaching again and PE is next. Lets see what he does." He said.
Gohan nodded.
Ranma once again, waited untill all the girls had left the locker room and did not change.
She walked out and there sat Dam in his chair at his self brought desk. She chuckled.
"You know. Considering your a GREAT martial artist, perhaps you could stand instead of lounging in your easy chair? Being strong and being good are two VERY different things. Your not good enough to be lounging. Get up." Ranma told him.
To half the classes surprise, he actually stood up and pushed his desk which slid over into the wall with a loud bang.
"Your learning." Ranma said.
"Perhaps.... I have underestimated you. I was wondering, if you would be able to teach the martial arts class today. There was no mistaking who was better in our match yesterday. I respect someone with your kind of power." He said.
"Hmph. Respect the work your students and underlings put into thier training. To get themselves to their teachers level is their goal. When you can respect that then you can respect your own betters." Ranma told him. "No I can't teach. Everything I teach always becomes Chaos and Hell." She said this from personal experiance.
Most of the class ignored that comment. Videl logged it away. She suspected Ranma was... something. Different.
Class was an uneventfull game of dodgeball. Ranma had fun with it. No one could understand why the ball never hit her when she never moved as it flew directly at her. The teacher was busy contemplating what he had been told. After class everyone was told they had to take showers. They stunk to high heaven.
Ranma however. Would not do it. She still hadn't built up enough magical potential to cast the spells needed keep her body looking... normal.
Unfortunantly... Videl and Erasa demanded it.
"Ok... but... just don't jump to any conclusions." Ranma replied.
She took off her shirt and their jaws dropped.
All over her upper body were scars. Whole chunks of skin had been torn out of places and left indented and lightcolored. (You know trigun? Yeah. Think Vash) Her arms were much the same. (Her shirt was long sleaved) As were every single part of her body. Her breasts, face, feet, and hands were abnormally untouched.
"What.... what happened? Who did this to you?" They asked. Fortunantly they were the only ones left in the bathroom.
"Each wound has it's own story. Amazingly enough I have counted a hundred wounds including the one on my face that I keep invisible by... abnormal means. Most of them were training accidents." Ranma lied.
"Your... very devoted... aren't you?" Videl asked.
"Devoted? Heh... A better phrase would be, my life revolves around fighting. I've fought from the day I was born. Fought tides that... that always win against everyone... but me."
Ranma quickly showered and dressed herself. She left them still in shock the difference between what they had first thought of Ranma and what she was actually like.
"Heh... hey Videl. What if Ranma wasn't just kidding and she actually was thirteen hundred years old? Wouldn't that be neat?" She asked.
"Erasa... I get this funny feeling that.... that she isn't lying." Videl replied.
"Ee... yeah me too sorta. But thats impossible! No ones THAT old!" Erasa cried. She walked out of the locker room nervously.
"I... I think Ranma may be."
TIMEBREAK!
"VIDEL! WE NEED YOUR ASSISTANCE! THE BANK IS BEING ROBBED AGAIN!" A speaker phone cried from Videl's belt calling her from her endless dazing in Math class.
"Teacher may I-
"Go Videl." The teacher interupted.
"Thanks." She replied and quickly rushed out of the room.
"Ugh... I'm bored. Why not? Sounds fun." Ranma said. Suddenly Ranma split into two. No one noticed as most were asleep. One disappeared almost the second she appeared and the other sat stationary in her desk.
No one noticed the window open itself either.
Ranma lept high into the sky after the yellow jet. She landed on it a clung to the tail.
It landed at the scene of the crime in about two minutes.
Burglars were fully armed with all types of weaponry at their disposal.
Videl rushed from her jet to the nearest policeman who was hiding behind an upturned car.
After a short conversation Videl rushed into the main enterance of the building and, while dodging gunfire, rammed a fist into the machine gunners face. He fell flat.
Ranma meanwhile, sat on the sidelines observing. She would involve herself if someone took a wound or something. No one, would die while she was here.
Videl threw the door open and quickly jumped out of the way of it as gunfire came hurdling at her from all sides of the room. Seven hostages sat tied in the corner behind the desk. Two guards were inside the bank vault. Four were gaurding each of the two doors, including the one at the front door who had been disposed of.
Ranma sauntered up to Videl as she crept scanned the building frantically for another way in.
"Hey Videl. Mind if I give it a go?" Ranma asked.
"Huh... Ranma? How'd you get out of class?" Videl asked.
Ranma only smiled.
She walked directly infront of the door.
"RANMA NO!" But she was too late. The bullets came flying directly into her... and... through her?
"Your catching big game now kids." Ranma said. She strolled into the building slowly. Bullet flew through her at the hundreds. Not one of them hit her. They all simply went through.
"Stop firing." She said in a low voice. They instantly obeyed.
"Turn yourselves in or I will end your lives and make sure of where your afterlife is." Ranma said in a dark low voice.
Scared to death of this Ghost some of them ran out the door.
Three of them kept firing.
"So your not going?" She asked. Her voice seemed magnified.
"Well... you'll get what your due." She suddenly dissappeared and reappeared directly in front of the largest man.
He screamed as she then walked THROUGH him. Letting her chi flow out (as that was the only thing she could harm them with while using her advanced version of the spliting cat hairs technique) she pushed enourmous amounts into the man's body. It over filled him and he shook as if being electrocuted until he fell unconcious.
"Try your hands?" She asked turning to the smaller remaining ones. They rushed out of the door.
Ranma smiled a great happy grin. "I Prevented a bank robbery! I'm a super hero!"
Videl, (Having watched the entire thing) felt a sudden loss of balance and a slightly less sudden pain in her nose.
Meanwhile...
"... Ranma... Videl... no We're... we're still not of age yet... Stop laughing Ranma... No Videl it's nothing... wait!... no I'm not... AHH!" Gohan Shouted waking up from a... rather embarassing dream. Fortunantly no one was seated nearby except erasa and she hadn't heard him talking. Ryoga, Gohan knew, probably had though. He'd probably done it himself. If he had Gohan wouldn't be surprised. The pig seemed to play matchmaker for Ranma.