(I'm very sorry about the seriously slow updating. Not my fault really. This is what happened. I couldn't connect to the internet for a long time and my a:/ drive was out so my entire seventh part was ripped out! I had it to like almost 4000 words! So I lost it all and just didn't want to get around to rewriting it. I'm doin it now though so thats good. I've thought of the perfect name for this chapter. NONE of you were expecting this one! This is the turning point in my story. I may lose reveiwers who liked my stories and gain reviewers who didn't with this chapter. Well thanks for all your reviews. I'll answer a few of you peoples here.
Pilgrim- Ok i'll try to do better on the grammer. Sorry. I actually never get in chat rooms and try not to write that way when I'm writing normaly. But I can't just automaticly stop mispelling words. (Note the misspelling of the word automaticaly) Sorry.
Joe Fenton- OH COME ON! MAN! What do you mean it's laughable that they attacked the day Ranma came? Hell that's why they attacked that day! Some kami up there (or author, whichever you prefer) made it so that they attack when 'Ranko' comes. She is the Avatar of Chaos after all and you don't get that name from sittin in bed doin' nothin! Oh and all the other stuff... uh... well... Sorry?
Sired22- SHUT UP! DON'T TELL EVERYONE MY PLANS!!!!!!! (Phycics these days! Sheesh!)
Everyone else- THANKS! Oh and DerektheRogue- You can be one of my favorite reviewers if you want to. You just have to leave a review for every chapter I post mm'kay?
Oh and sorry about the shortness of this chapter. I couldn't think of much more to add. No authors notes at the bottom either. It would ruin my twist!
So, without anymore gilding the lidy and no more ado I give you! .... CHAPTER 6!
Chapter 6: Ironic Fate
The room was dark and dreary. The black curtains were shuting out light from all eight windows. It was more like a hallway. A Black carpet led from the great Iron double-doors all the way up to a throne where a man sat. He looked positively demonic. His eyes glowed as red as the torches that burned on the concrete walls of the underground throne room. He wore Black rugged pants and a Black shirt. Over that he wore a maroon vest that had surely not been red when it was made. At his side was Dorinium. His fabled sword. He was the leader of an underground (literally) group of terrorst known as the Black V. No one actually knew what the V stood for except him and he planned to keep it's meaning to his grave.
"Um...Sir...I'm here to..Gulp..Report," a thin craven sort of man said as he entered the room.
"What is it Claust?" The black man said.
"Uum... well... sir it was un...unsuccessful sir," Claust stuttered.
"WHAT! WHAT DO YOU MEAN, UNSUCCESSFUL!?" The man in black said as he stood from his throne. Claust backed away against the door.
"Well, um they were captured by the police sir."
"How?" He demanded.
"I was informed that a girl who could dodge bullets was the one who stopped them," Claust said.
"Get rid of this girl. I don't care how. And break Jule and Knives out of jail in less than three days. Your dismissed. Get out. Now."
"Y..Yes sir," Claust said as he hastily grabbed for the door handle. However, when his hand reached it, the man in black held his hand out and the chain and ball of a flail flew from his open palm and struck Claust in the back. His scream of pain was heard almost three levels above.
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Ranko sat on the porch of her new home, finally happy to be away from the pressures of school. "My first day and they've already made a hero outta me!" She thought. "Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to go to school after all. Oh well, I guess they know me now,"
Suddenly the doorbell rang. Ranko got up to answer the door.
"Leah, Shannon? How did you know where to find me?" Ranko asked.
"Oh come on. Everyone knows where you lives! I still don't understand how you managed to-
"Yeah yeah yeah, I've heard enough of that to last me a life time! What do you need?" Ranko asked.
"Sorry about that. Well, we were wondering if you wanted to come with us to a movie. You don't seem to actually have many friends and I bet your getting sick of your admirerers, ain't that right "SHANNON"?" Leah said.
"Hey, I don't admire her all that much..." Shannon said but she droned off.
Leah and Ranko exchanged looks. Shannon had, apparently, never had a role model. Ranko had already signed her autograph and Shannon had spent the past hour of her Friday night filling a notebook on how amazing Ranko was. (She had been in the class-room when the shooting occured. Leah had not)
"Well, I guess I could come... I don't really have anything better to do. When Leah?" Ranko asked.
"7:15," Leah answered, "about four blocks down that way," Leah pointed south.
"Its... um what time is it?" Ranko asked while scratching the back of her head.
"It's about 4:30" Shannon said.
"Ok, I'll see you then," Ranko said.
As Shannon ran back out into the hall and down the stairs to get into the Grand Am they had driven up in. As Leah was walk down the hall she turned around and asked, "Ranko, I was just wondering... Um, why aren't you wearing a bra?"
"Heh heh heh... Uh.. I dunno!" Ranko sweatdropped.
"You should really start wearing one considering the size yours are at," Leah said and then walked down the stairway out of sight.
Ranko was red. Utterly embarassed by someone who thought of that as normal talk. WHAT WAS SHE THINKING ASKING HER THAT!? Through Leah's entire sentance her face got redder and redder.... God she'd never been so embarassed! And there wasn't even anyone else around! "What kind of a question was that anyway? No, she wasn't going to wear a bra. Going back out to her porch she decided she needed some practice and jumped off the second floor apartment right in front of a young man.
"AHHHH! Oh... where did you come from!? You scared me to death!" The man cried.
"Oh, um sorry, I didn't mean ta scare ya," Ranko said.
"Miss, why did you just jump from a second story porch?" the man asked calmly as if it were an every day question.
"Uh... well. It's about time for me to practice my martial arts and it just wasn't worth it to come down the long way.
Unlike most appartments, Ranma's had an open lawn in the back where her porch faced. This man was outside fixing his own porch and decorating it whith pots and various plants. He was probably late 40s bald except for the sides by his ears where white hair grew. His blue eyes fit perfectly with his blue jeans and pale green button up shirt.
"Well, ok. What's your name miss?"
"Ranko," Ranma cringed at being called miss.
"My name is Mr. Farn but you can just call me Paul," he said.
"Well, ok paul. It was nice talking to you!" Ranko said cheerful as ever but as always nowadays, faking it.
As Ranko walked away Paul muttered under his breath, "Fake cheerfulness can be seen through easily young child,"
Ranko, however, caught what Paul had muttered and put him on her suspision list. Ranko practiced. She jumped over the building thinking of ways to land correctly without the slow drop jump and fall. She was unsuccessful so she practiced other things like complex katas. Of course her workout attracted an audience but she didn't much care. She'd gotten used to it by now.
The hours rolled by until it was about six thirty. Then, to the dismay of her audience, she went inside, took a shower a put on another pair of her usual clothes only this time it was the white shirt instead of the read one.
Fence-walking most of the way Ranko made it to the theatre at 7:10. She spotted Shannon and Leah along with two of the three boys she'd seen earlier. Shannon was wearing a red pale dress that went well with her pale blue eyes. She was thin
and short at about 5' 5" and her brown hair hung straight to her upper back. Leah was a little taller than Ranko however with long dark-green locks, obviously died that way but looked oddly natural. It was worn with a few strands hanging in front of her face and the rest tied back in a ponytail that hung almost as low as Ranko's. If she only she dressed a little more normal she would probably be much more popular just from her beauty alone. She wore a yellow shirt with a pair of blue jean overalls. Her shoes were black and similar to Ranko's except she wore socks. Jessie, was tall and standing with Leah just a centimeter above her. His longer blond hair hung to about the top of his neck. His bangs barely coverd his eyes, somewhat like Ryoga. His blue earing was hard to miss. He looked more muscular than the male Ranma but of course, was nowhere near stronger. He wore blue jeans and a T-Shirt that said, Hooters on the front and on the back it said, Delightfully Tacky, Yet Unrefined. Aaron, was a little more with it. His short black hair was cut and spiked making him look taller than Shannon. He wore black pants and a white shirt. Both were plain. Oddly enough, he looked very good. His eyes were Hazel.
"Ranko! Hey what are you doing up on the fence?" Shannon asked from the front entrance to the theatre.
"Walking on fences like this teaches balence," Ranko replied. She jumped off the fence with a front flip.
"You are gonna have to teach me that," Shannon mumbled.
"Maybe I will sometime," Ranko replied.
They walked into the movie theatre, paid and sat down to watch whatever movie was on. It was a chick flick. Ranma was on the verge of falling into slumber when suddenly her danger sense went insane. Nothing happened though. Everyone silently watch the movie completely unaware of the danger. Ranko began to fidget. She was nervous. Her danger sense didn't fail her. It never had before and there was no reason for it to fail her now. Then she heard it. A constant clicking behind the screen. It was there. Barely audible. Ranko wasn't exactly sure but she expected that it was a bomb. Confident that this was to scare people since it was behind the screen she waited.
Five minutes later the screen exploded.
"H..Hey what's goin' on?" Shannon asked.
"I don't know lets just get the hell outta here!" Leah shouted back.
"T...The...The movie just exploded...," Jessie said over the screams of people franticly trying to get out of the theatre.
Unfortunantly, They had sat at the very back of the theatre and had to get to the front before they could get out. People were jumping over seats trying to get out. Jessie and Aaron, being loyal to there girlfriends, stayed with them instead of jumping over the seats.
"Aaron! I'm scared!" Shannon screamed as she cluched him tightly in a hug.
"AH DAMNIT!" Ranko cried.
"What is it? Ranko!?" Shannon asked franticly.
Suddenly Ranko shoved Aaron and Shannon into Jessie and Leah pushing them all to the ground. She turned around to run toward them but another bomb planted two rows behind them blew up searing off her shirt and sending her flying into the wall leaving a good view of her charcoaled back. By now the rest of the people had made it out.
"Damnit! Get the hell outta here!" she shouted to the rest of them, "the whole place is rigged to blow!" "Damn, who coulda wanted to kill me that they'd risk the lives of all these people? And on my first day of school..." She thought as she peeled herself from the wall. She walked forward but fell down on her face, the immence pain in her back killing her. "Damn, this really sucks," she said aloud as she got back up. She then realized that Jessie was heading back toward her.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING! GET OUT NOW!" Ranko shouted. Another bomb on the other side of the cinema went off.
"I can't just leave you here!" He said as he ran toward her. She tried to tell him back but she fell down. He managed to get to her and catch her before she fell. "Come on! We gotta go!" He said as he put his her arms around his shoulder. Ranko could allready feel herself recovering slowly but forsaking her pride she accepted his help. He slowly helped her limp toward the exit as another bomb went off 15 feet away from them sending debris into there eyes. They barely made it out. They saw the others across the street where it was safe. Suddenly the building collapsed. An iron street light pole was sent falling on a crash course with the exact spot they were standing in.
"Watch out!" Ranko cried as she pushed him out of the way to the left onto the concrete. She tried to run the other way but the pole hit her square in in the back searing the burn marks already placed there. She fell straight onto the concrete and hit her head. Then all was black.
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Hey... I think she's waking up! She is! She's waking up!
"Unn, where am I?" Ranko asked drearyly.
"Your at the hospital. You seriously scared us miss. It's amazing though. Any normal person would have been out of it for months or dead! Your already awake within a week!
"Oh. Um.. and who am I?"
"..."
Pilgrim- Ok i'll try to do better on the grammer. Sorry. I actually never get in chat rooms and try not to write that way when I'm writing normaly. But I can't just automaticly stop mispelling words. (Note the misspelling of the word automaticaly) Sorry.
Joe Fenton- OH COME ON! MAN! What do you mean it's laughable that they attacked the day Ranma came? Hell that's why they attacked that day! Some kami up there (or author, whichever you prefer) made it so that they attack when 'Ranko' comes. She is the Avatar of Chaos after all and you don't get that name from sittin in bed doin' nothin! Oh and all the other stuff... uh... well... Sorry?
Sired22- SHUT UP! DON'T TELL EVERYONE MY PLANS!!!!!!! (Phycics these days! Sheesh!)
Everyone else- THANKS! Oh and DerektheRogue- You can be one of my favorite reviewers if you want to. You just have to leave a review for every chapter I post mm'kay?
Oh and sorry about the shortness of this chapter. I couldn't think of much more to add. No authors notes at the bottom either. It would ruin my twist!
So, without anymore gilding the lidy and no more ado I give you! .... CHAPTER 6!
Chapter 6: Ironic Fate
The room was dark and dreary. The black curtains were shuting out light from all eight windows. It was more like a hallway. A Black carpet led from the great Iron double-doors all the way up to a throne where a man sat. He looked positively demonic. His eyes glowed as red as the torches that burned on the concrete walls of the underground throne room. He wore Black rugged pants and a Black shirt. Over that he wore a maroon vest that had surely not been red when it was made. At his side was Dorinium. His fabled sword. He was the leader of an underground (literally) group of terrorst known as the Black V. No one actually knew what the V stood for except him and he planned to keep it's meaning to his grave.
"Um...Sir...I'm here to..Gulp..Report," a thin craven sort of man said as he entered the room.
"What is it Claust?" The black man said.
"Uum... well... sir it was un...unsuccessful sir," Claust stuttered.
"WHAT! WHAT DO YOU MEAN, UNSUCCESSFUL!?" The man in black said as he stood from his throne. Claust backed away against the door.
"Well, um they were captured by the police sir."
"How?" He demanded.
"I was informed that a girl who could dodge bullets was the one who stopped them," Claust said.
"Get rid of this girl. I don't care how. And break Jule and Knives out of jail in less than three days. Your dismissed. Get out. Now."
"Y..Yes sir," Claust said as he hastily grabbed for the door handle. However, when his hand reached it, the man in black held his hand out and the chain and ball of a flail flew from his open palm and struck Claust in the back. His scream of pain was heard almost three levels above.
********************
Ranko sat on the porch of her new home, finally happy to be away from the pressures of school. "My first day and they've already made a hero outta me!" She thought. "Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to go to school after all. Oh well, I guess they know me now,"
Suddenly the doorbell rang. Ranko got up to answer the door.
"Leah, Shannon? How did you know where to find me?" Ranko asked.
"Oh come on. Everyone knows where you lives! I still don't understand how you managed to-
"Yeah yeah yeah, I've heard enough of that to last me a life time! What do you need?" Ranko asked.
"Sorry about that. Well, we were wondering if you wanted to come with us to a movie. You don't seem to actually have many friends and I bet your getting sick of your admirerers, ain't that right "SHANNON"?" Leah said.
"Hey, I don't admire her all that much..." Shannon said but she droned off.
Leah and Ranko exchanged looks. Shannon had, apparently, never had a role model. Ranko had already signed her autograph and Shannon had spent the past hour of her Friday night filling a notebook on how amazing Ranko was. (She had been in the class-room when the shooting occured. Leah had not)
"Well, I guess I could come... I don't really have anything better to do. When Leah?" Ranko asked.
"7:15," Leah answered, "about four blocks down that way," Leah pointed south.
"Its... um what time is it?" Ranko asked while scratching the back of her head.
"It's about 4:30" Shannon said.
"Ok, I'll see you then," Ranko said.
As Shannon ran back out into the hall and down the stairs to get into the Grand Am they had driven up in. As Leah was walk down the hall she turned around and asked, "Ranko, I was just wondering... Um, why aren't you wearing a bra?"
"Heh heh heh... Uh.. I dunno!" Ranko sweatdropped.
"You should really start wearing one considering the size yours are at," Leah said and then walked down the stairway out of sight.
Ranko was red. Utterly embarassed by someone who thought of that as normal talk. WHAT WAS SHE THINKING ASKING HER THAT!? Through Leah's entire sentance her face got redder and redder.... God she'd never been so embarassed! And there wasn't even anyone else around! "What kind of a question was that anyway? No, she wasn't going to wear a bra. Going back out to her porch she decided she needed some practice and jumped off the second floor apartment right in front of a young man.
"AHHHH! Oh... where did you come from!? You scared me to death!" The man cried.
"Oh, um sorry, I didn't mean ta scare ya," Ranko said.
"Miss, why did you just jump from a second story porch?" the man asked calmly as if it were an every day question.
"Uh... well. It's about time for me to practice my martial arts and it just wasn't worth it to come down the long way.
Unlike most appartments, Ranma's had an open lawn in the back where her porch faced. This man was outside fixing his own porch and decorating it whith pots and various plants. He was probably late 40s bald except for the sides by his ears where white hair grew. His blue eyes fit perfectly with his blue jeans and pale green button up shirt.
"Well, ok. What's your name miss?"
"Ranko," Ranma cringed at being called miss.
"My name is Mr. Farn but you can just call me Paul," he said.
"Well, ok paul. It was nice talking to you!" Ranko said cheerful as ever but as always nowadays, faking it.
As Ranko walked away Paul muttered under his breath, "Fake cheerfulness can be seen through easily young child,"
Ranko, however, caught what Paul had muttered and put him on her suspision list. Ranko practiced. She jumped over the building thinking of ways to land correctly without the slow drop jump and fall. She was unsuccessful so she practiced other things like complex katas. Of course her workout attracted an audience but she didn't much care. She'd gotten used to it by now.
The hours rolled by until it was about six thirty. Then, to the dismay of her audience, she went inside, took a shower a put on another pair of her usual clothes only this time it was the white shirt instead of the read one.
Fence-walking most of the way Ranko made it to the theatre at 7:10. She spotted Shannon and Leah along with two of the three boys she'd seen earlier. Shannon was wearing a red pale dress that went well with her pale blue eyes. She was thin
and short at about 5' 5" and her brown hair hung straight to her upper back. Leah was a little taller than Ranko however with long dark-green locks, obviously died that way but looked oddly natural. It was worn with a few strands hanging in front of her face and the rest tied back in a ponytail that hung almost as low as Ranko's. If she only she dressed a little more normal she would probably be much more popular just from her beauty alone. She wore a yellow shirt with a pair of blue jean overalls. Her shoes were black and similar to Ranko's except she wore socks. Jessie, was tall and standing with Leah just a centimeter above her. His longer blond hair hung to about the top of his neck. His bangs barely coverd his eyes, somewhat like Ryoga. His blue earing was hard to miss. He looked more muscular than the male Ranma but of course, was nowhere near stronger. He wore blue jeans and a T-Shirt that said, Hooters on the front and on the back it said, Delightfully Tacky, Yet Unrefined. Aaron, was a little more with it. His short black hair was cut and spiked making him look taller than Shannon. He wore black pants and a white shirt. Both were plain. Oddly enough, he looked very good. His eyes were Hazel.
"Ranko! Hey what are you doing up on the fence?" Shannon asked from the front entrance to the theatre.
"Walking on fences like this teaches balence," Ranko replied. She jumped off the fence with a front flip.
"You are gonna have to teach me that," Shannon mumbled.
"Maybe I will sometime," Ranko replied.
They walked into the movie theatre, paid and sat down to watch whatever movie was on. It was a chick flick. Ranma was on the verge of falling into slumber when suddenly her danger sense went insane. Nothing happened though. Everyone silently watch the movie completely unaware of the danger. Ranko began to fidget. She was nervous. Her danger sense didn't fail her. It never had before and there was no reason for it to fail her now. Then she heard it. A constant clicking behind the screen. It was there. Barely audible. Ranko wasn't exactly sure but she expected that it was a bomb. Confident that this was to scare people since it was behind the screen she waited.
Five minutes later the screen exploded.
"H..Hey what's goin' on?" Shannon asked.
"I don't know lets just get the hell outta here!" Leah shouted back.
"T...The...The movie just exploded...," Jessie said over the screams of people franticly trying to get out of the theatre.
Unfortunantly, They had sat at the very back of the theatre and had to get to the front before they could get out. People were jumping over seats trying to get out. Jessie and Aaron, being loyal to there girlfriends, stayed with them instead of jumping over the seats.
"Aaron! I'm scared!" Shannon screamed as she cluched him tightly in a hug.
"AH DAMNIT!" Ranko cried.
"What is it? Ranko!?" Shannon asked franticly.
Suddenly Ranko shoved Aaron and Shannon into Jessie and Leah pushing them all to the ground. She turned around to run toward them but another bomb planted two rows behind them blew up searing off her shirt and sending her flying into the wall leaving a good view of her charcoaled back. By now the rest of the people had made it out.
"Damnit! Get the hell outta here!" she shouted to the rest of them, "the whole place is rigged to blow!" "Damn, who coulda wanted to kill me that they'd risk the lives of all these people? And on my first day of school..." She thought as she peeled herself from the wall. She walked forward but fell down on her face, the immence pain in her back killing her. "Damn, this really sucks," she said aloud as she got back up. She then realized that Jessie was heading back toward her.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING! GET OUT NOW!" Ranko shouted. Another bomb on the other side of the cinema went off.
"I can't just leave you here!" He said as he ran toward her. She tried to tell him back but she fell down. He managed to get to her and catch her before she fell. "Come on! We gotta go!" He said as he put his her arms around his shoulder. Ranko could allready feel herself recovering slowly but forsaking her pride she accepted his help. He slowly helped her limp toward the exit as another bomb went off 15 feet away from them sending debris into there eyes. They barely made it out. They saw the others across the street where it was safe. Suddenly the building collapsed. An iron street light pole was sent falling on a crash course with the exact spot they were standing in.
"Watch out!" Ranko cried as she pushed him out of the way to the left onto the concrete. She tried to run the other way but the pole hit her square in in the back searing the burn marks already placed there. She fell straight onto the concrete and hit her head. Then all was black.
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Hey... I think she's waking up! She is! She's waking up!
"Unn, where am I?" Ranko asked drearyly.
"Your at the hospital. You seriously scared us miss. It's amazing though. Any normal person would have been out of it for months or dead! Your already awake within a week!
"Oh. Um.. and who am I?"
"..."