Dark Inheritance By Brother Angelon
Chapter 1 'Changes'
AN: I don't own any of Ranma ½ as that work belongs purely to its writer and creator who I have a great deal of respect for. I will claim the rights to any characters I myself create and use for this story.
This is a (AU/Continuation). The characters, specifically Ranma will be changing in personality so please don't flame me when they are no longer cannon. At the same time I would like to thank those who took the time to read and review my story as it lets me know that someone wants to know what is going to happen next. Course the lack of reviews could also let me know that I am at least not making any huge writing errors. :P
"RANMAAA!" The war cry of a certain anger driven tomboy could be heard like clockwork echoing through the streets of Nerima. It was only days after the events that happened in china that most of the residents went right back to acting like they had before. Only a select few seemed to be effected by the revelations of how far Ranma was willing to go to protect those he cared for. Neither, Ryoga or P-chan had been seen since the day after the failed wedding where the last barrel of cursed water was lost for all time. Ranma was the other person to be change by the events at Jusendo, for it was there that he stopped being a martial artist and took his first steps down the path of a warrior.
"Kasumi, have you seen Ranma?" An out of breath Akane asked of her elder sister. 'I just know that pervert has been up to something lately' those thoughts and more continued to war with the tiny voice that tried desperately to be heard over the walls of anger that had built up after the failed wedding.
"Why Ranma-kun has been out in the dojo training since early this morning" Kasumi replied in her almost absent minded way that might be expected of the brainless or those who have reached nirvana.
"Why that pervert, I bet he went out there so he could practice some new technique to use against poor Ryoga" Once again Akane failed to listen to the voice that had tried to get her to listen to reason and jumped to a conclusion that could only be found in the prefecture of nerima. That being anything and everything out of the normal has to be Ranma's fault.
Meanwhile inside the dojo Ranma ignored the outside world as he moved with a grace that only masters of the art develop from years of hard work and dedication. But the movements were not those of a man at peace with himself, no they were tainted with a fierce power that could almost be seen as feral in intensity. Ranma punched and kicked against a enemy that only he could see, but one that moved with equal grace and power. Blocks followed by throws which would be reversed and repeated with rapid fire speed continued as the dance, for that is what it looked like moved all over the dojo floors. The attacks and blocks snapped out at near chestnut fist speed, while sweat could be seen covering the well muscled and chiseled form of Ranma's chest and back.
Ranma flipped over a sweep attack made by his unseen opponent, only to rebound off the ceiling and perform a spinning axe kick. The blow would have broken the collar bone of his target if he had connected. With a loud bang the doors of the dojo crashed open.
"Why won't you ever spar with me you JERK!" Akane screamed as she started punching with all of her anger behind the blows. Each attack missed as Ranma weaved around the attacks as if in a trance. A smug little smirk could be seen on Ranma's face as he danced around the kicks and punches. He had only a second to sense the waves of anger coming off his fiancé before getting driven into the floor by a mallet to the head.
"BAKA!!" And with those words left to head back to the house for breakfast. Dark energy flowed over his body as if in answer to some unknown emotion before quickly vanishing.
Slowly standing up from the blow Ranma stretched to reset his joints and calm down from the anger that had built up after getting hit. 'Just once I wish she would talk to me instead of using that mallet of hers'. Rubbing the slightly sore spot on his head he started towards the house to save his dinner from his fathers hunger.
Walking in and taking a seat next to Akane who was still radiating anger like a small sun Ranma tried once again to keep his food safe from the attacks of a certain overweight panda. The sound of chopsticks could be heard as the morning breakfast battle started up. Mincing attacks were made towards his rice bowl as the main thrust of the thieving creature that called itself his father attempted to steal his pickles before he had even taken his first bite.
"You're getting sloppy boy" Genma announced as he popped the stolen pickle into his mouth. "I think it's about time I took you out for another training trip, after all you have had it easy of late". A sound could be heard coming from Ranma as he bowed his head as if in shame. For a second Akane would have swore Ranma just growled like a cat would before attacking.
Faster than anyone could see Genma was sent flying into the koi pound as Ranma quickly finished his meal before thanking Kasumi and heading upstairs to bath and get ready for school. A panda could be seen floating unconscious outside with three large red marks on its face.
Akane worried while following slightly behind Ranma as he walked on the fence like normal. Ranma had been so distant as of late, refusing to argue or even fight with anyone. All he did was train and then there were those times he would vanish for days on end. "I just know he's going off to be with that purple headed floozy'.
Up on the fence Ranma was deep in thought about what he had done earlier. No matter how hard he trained or meditated, it seemed impossible to seal what had finally been unsealed. The desire to strike back at everyone grew daily, and nothing seemed to help. The old ghoul might know what was wrong, but every time he tried to go see her something stopped him, a voice that just screamed bad idea.
"Stand and face your fate dark one!" shouted the True Blunder, Kuno Tatewaki.
Standing between the gates Kuno proudly stood dressed in his blue (1)Hakima and holding a sheathed katana. A crowd of students could be seen further back watching the morning spectacle.
"The time has come for your dark ways to end sorcerer, for am I not the Blue Thunder of Furinkan and chosen of heaven". Thunder echoed as kuno took his standard pose while making his I'm the greatest speech #42.
Ranma bowed his head as Kuno continued demanding that the pigtailed girl and his tigress Tendo Akane be released from his vile magic. But for once Ranma didn't react, not even to look at akane who was standing slightly behind him with a worried frown on her face.
"R Ranma.. Kuno's not playing around today" Akane told the pigtailed boy that was still ignoring the events around him.
'K Kuno... he dares to spout that crap in front of everyone after how he acted at the wedding...' Ranma kept looking down even as a slight glow seemed to flicker around his form, but this was not the normal blue confidence shown before a fight. The ki starting to flicker into the visible spectrum was dark almost black but it still had a blue core to it.
"I'm only going to give you one more chance kuno, then I will treat you like an enemy" Were the only words that left Ranma's lips as he finally looked up into the eyes of the insane kendoist.
That look caused the onlookers to take a large step back as the promise of violence offered within the twin pools of blue turned to ice with the promise of pain and worse. However kuno either unable or unwilling to see the threat within those pools charged forward towards his doom. "I strike!"
The first attack missed by only inches as the katana blade almost took Ranma's head off at the neck. Moving with fluid motions Ranma danced around Kuno's attacks as if playing with a beginner, but it was obvious that this was not a game from the dark frown that appeared on his face.
'attack.. Attack.. ATTACK..' Where the only thoughts going through Ranma's head as he evaded the lethal slashes of the katana. It soon became clear that something was wrong as Ranma refused to make any offensive actions. Then after 2 minutes of dodging around like a ping-pong ball on speed Ranma jumped back and entered a cat stance with his hands curled around like a cats claws.
"R..Ranma..?" Was the only thing Akane could say as she watched the fight progress and became even more worried at the new stance.
"So you finally reveal your dark nature for all to see fiend" And with those words Kuno charged forward with his rapid sword attack "Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike!".
A wall of deadly steel moved toward the crouching martial artist...
"RANMA!! No!!" Screamed Akane in response to the sight of Ranma's suicidal charge straight into Kuno's attack.
With a roar like battle cry Ranma jumped straight into the Wall of death. Metal fragments exploded outwards as kuno flew backwards into the school building leaving a deep full body indention. Standing in a small crater riddled with metal fragments stood Ranma holding a shattered sword in his left hand. With a casual toss Ranma flicked the broken sword towards where Kuno lay unconscious and walked into the building leaving numerous people wondering what just happened.
Chapter 1 'Changes'
AN: I don't own any of Ranma ½ as that work belongs purely to its writer and creator who I have a great deal of respect for. I will claim the rights to any characters I myself create and use for this story.
This is a (AU/Continuation). The characters, specifically Ranma will be changing in personality so please don't flame me when they are no longer cannon. At the same time I would like to thank those who took the time to read and review my story as it lets me know that someone wants to know what is going to happen next. Course the lack of reviews could also let me know that I am at least not making any huge writing errors. :P
The Soul of a mortal can be hard as diamond or brittle like that of fine
china. Despair and sadness are two of the reasons for a soul to become brittle.
But under the right conditions it will cause the opposite.
"RANMAAA!" The war cry of a certain anger driven tomboy could be heard like clockwork echoing through the streets of Nerima. It was only days after the events that happened in china that most of the residents went right back to acting like they had before. Only a select few seemed to be effected by the revelations of how far Ranma was willing to go to protect those he cared for. Neither, Ryoga or P-chan had been seen since the day after the failed wedding where the last barrel of cursed water was lost for all time. Ranma was the other person to be change by the events at Jusendo, for it was there that he stopped being a martial artist and took his first steps down the path of a warrior.
"Kasumi, have you seen Ranma?" An out of breath Akane asked of her elder sister. 'I just know that pervert has been up to something lately' those thoughts and more continued to war with the tiny voice that tried desperately to be heard over the walls of anger that had built up after the failed wedding.
"Why Ranma-kun has been out in the dojo training since early this morning" Kasumi replied in her almost absent minded way that might be expected of the brainless or those who have reached nirvana.
"Why that pervert, I bet he went out there so he could practice some new technique to use against poor Ryoga" Once again Akane failed to listen to the voice that had tried to get her to listen to reason and jumped to a conclusion that could only be found in the prefecture of nerima. That being anything and everything out of the normal has to be Ranma's fault.
Meanwhile inside the dojo Ranma ignored the outside world as he moved with a grace that only masters of the art develop from years of hard work and dedication. But the movements were not those of a man at peace with himself, no they were tainted with a fierce power that could almost be seen as feral in intensity. Ranma punched and kicked against a enemy that only he could see, but one that moved with equal grace and power. Blocks followed by throws which would be reversed and repeated with rapid fire speed continued as the dance, for that is what it looked like moved all over the dojo floors. The attacks and blocks snapped out at near chestnut fist speed, while sweat could be seen covering the well muscled and chiseled form of Ranma's chest and back.
Ranma flipped over a sweep attack made by his unseen opponent, only to rebound off the ceiling and perform a spinning axe kick. The blow would have broken the collar bone of his target if he had connected. With a loud bang the doors of the dojo crashed open.
"Why won't you ever spar with me you JERK!" Akane screamed as she started punching with all of her anger behind the blows. Each attack missed as Ranma weaved around the attacks as if in a trance. A smug little smirk could be seen on Ranma's face as he danced around the kicks and punches. He had only a second to sense the waves of anger coming off his fiancé before getting driven into the floor by a mallet to the head.
"BAKA!!" And with those words left to head back to the house for breakfast. Dark energy flowed over his body as if in answer to some unknown emotion before quickly vanishing.
Slowly standing up from the blow Ranma stretched to reset his joints and calm down from the anger that had built up after getting hit. 'Just once I wish she would talk to me instead of using that mallet of hers'. Rubbing the slightly sore spot on his head he started towards the house to save his dinner from his fathers hunger.
Walking in and taking a seat next to Akane who was still radiating anger like a small sun Ranma tried once again to keep his food safe from the attacks of a certain overweight panda. The sound of chopsticks could be heard as the morning breakfast battle started up. Mincing attacks were made towards his rice bowl as the main thrust of the thieving creature that called itself his father attempted to steal his pickles before he had even taken his first bite.
"You're getting sloppy boy" Genma announced as he popped the stolen pickle into his mouth. "I think it's about time I took you out for another training trip, after all you have had it easy of late". A sound could be heard coming from Ranma as he bowed his head as if in shame. For a second Akane would have swore Ranma just growled like a cat would before attacking.
Faster than anyone could see Genma was sent flying into the koi pound as Ranma quickly finished his meal before thanking Kasumi and heading upstairs to bath and get ready for school. A panda could be seen floating unconscious outside with three large red marks on its face.
Akane worried while following slightly behind Ranma as he walked on the fence like normal. Ranma had been so distant as of late, refusing to argue or even fight with anyone. All he did was train and then there were those times he would vanish for days on end. "I just know he's going off to be with that purple headed floozy'.
Up on the fence Ranma was deep in thought about what he had done earlier. No matter how hard he trained or meditated, it seemed impossible to seal what had finally been unsealed. The desire to strike back at everyone grew daily, and nothing seemed to help. The old ghoul might know what was wrong, but every time he tried to go see her something stopped him, a voice that just screamed bad idea.
"Stand and face your fate dark one!" shouted the True Blunder, Kuno Tatewaki.
Standing between the gates Kuno proudly stood dressed in his blue (1)Hakima and holding a sheathed katana. A crowd of students could be seen further back watching the morning spectacle.
"The time has come for your dark ways to end sorcerer, for am I not the Blue Thunder of Furinkan and chosen of heaven". Thunder echoed as kuno took his standard pose while making his I'm the greatest speech #42.
Ranma bowed his head as Kuno continued demanding that the pigtailed girl and his tigress Tendo Akane be released from his vile magic. But for once Ranma didn't react, not even to look at akane who was standing slightly behind him with a worried frown on her face.
"R Ranma.. Kuno's not playing around today" Akane told the pigtailed boy that was still ignoring the events around him.
'K Kuno... he dares to spout that crap in front of everyone after how he acted at the wedding...' Ranma kept looking down even as a slight glow seemed to flicker around his form, but this was not the normal blue confidence shown before a fight. The ki starting to flicker into the visible spectrum was dark almost black but it still had a blue core to it.
"I'm only going to give you one more chance kuno, then I will treat you like an enemy" Were the only words that left Ranma's lips as he finally looked up into the eyes of the insane kendoist.
That look caused the onlookers to take a large step back as the promise of violence offered within the twin pools of blue turned to ice with the promise of pain and worse. However kuno either unable or unwilling to see the threat within those pools charged forward towards his doom. "I strike!"
The first attack missed by only inches as the katana blade almost took Ranma's head off at the neck. Moving with fluid motions Ranma danced around Kuno's attacks as if playing with a beginner, but it was obvious that this was not a game from the dark frown that appeared on his face.
'attack.. Attack.. ATTACK..' Where the only thoughts going through Ranma's head as he evaded the lethal slashes of the katana. It soon became clear that something was wrong as Ranma refused to make any offensive actions. Then after 2 minutes of dodging around like a ping-pong ball on speed Ranma jumped back and entered a cat stance with his hands curled around like a cats claws.
"R..Ranma..?" Was the only thing Akane could say as she watched the fight progress and became even more worried at the new stance.
"So you finally reveal your dark nature for all to see fiend" And with those words Kuno charged forward with his rapid sword attack "Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike!".
A wall of deadly steel moved toward the crouching martial artist...
"RANMA!! No!!" Screamed Akane in response to the sight of Ranma's suicidal charge straight into Kuno's attack.
With a roar like battle cry Ranma jumped straight into the Wall of death. Metal fragments exploded outwards as kuno flew backwards into the school building leaving a deep full body indention. Standing in a small crater riddled with metal fragments stood Ranma holding a shattered sword in his left hand. With a casual toss Ranma flicked the broken sword towards where Kuno lay unconscious and walked into the building leaving numerous people wondering what just happened.