Living in the Dark
Chapter 3
AN- Hey guys, I know it's been a while, but bear with me on this chapter, I originally had the third chapter almost complete and then had to reformat my computer and lost the file, but I probably would have scrapped it anyway, I like how this one is going a bit better than the other one....
On a personal note, forgive me if some of this chapter seems a little strange.... see I broke my thigh bone a while back, and they stuck a metal rod in my leg, so I take a lot of painkillers(ultraset, oxiconton, and hydrocodon, and the occasional Valium.) and tonight my knee was KILLING me so I popped about 5 hydrocodon(It takes at least that to do anything for me, I've built up an immunity to it) and a zoloft, so right now, I feel like I'm on crack, on the plus side, my writing speed just doubled and the ideas in my head for the story are swirling so you may get this chapter and the next one prty quickly! Or at least I hope so, and if not, I'll just pop some more pills and get back to the writing for my 4-5 fans out there....
A hospital on Mars
"Where is he!?" The man screamed at the small orderly wearing scrubs behind the hospital desk.
"Who?" The man squeaked as he was being violently shaken by the brute in front of him with fire in his eyes.
"HIM!" The first man pulled a small picture out of him pocket, it looked torn and crumpled from contentious use.
"I-I've never seen him before!" The orderly attempted to cower, although it was rather difficult considering the fact that he was being held a few feet off the ground by the stranger's left arm.
"You tell me, or I'll kill you and destroy this entire hospital!" The stranger screamed, even louder than before.
"I swear I don't know!" The orderly shreked.
"THEN YOU AND EVERYONE HERE DIES!" The stranger yelled as loud as he could. Several security officers, having finally noticed the disturbance, raced to aid the poor orderly.
Spike yawned deeply as he sat on the couch in front of the screen that passed for a television in the future, watching it through only half-lidded eyes. It was turned to MNS, or Mars news station. He yawned again as he watched an attractive thirty-year old woman
talking about some kind of freak accident on the planet they were currently orbiting over.
"-Truly, a horrible accident. In other news today, another hospital, this one on Mars, has been destroyed, authorities haven't made any arrests yet, but based on eye-witness accounts from the few survivors, it was the same man who had destroyed four others. In response to this, the authorities have risen the bounty on him from one million woolongs, to four million. It makes this reporter wonder, what kind of man would destroy a hospital, and kill hundreds of helpless people? Moving on..."
A click was heard as Spike shut the television off, and rose to his feet slowly.
"OY! JET!" Spike yelled, his voice reverberating throughout the entire ship.
Jet's head poked out from the small ship's kitchen.
"Yeah?" He asked curiously, Spike didn't yell unless there was a good reason for it.
"Our man's price went up again, four mill this time.
"Well, looks like we're gunna haveta move our asses and get 'em before someone else does." Jet mused.
"I'll go and check-up on the kid then." Spike turned to leave.
"You sure seem to like him, err her, Spike." Jet said.
"Just don't want Ranma ta get killed on his first job, is all." Spike replied, lighting a cigarette, and shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked off to find the topic of their discussion, unknowing of Jet's smirk at his answer.
"Hey kid!" Spike greeted Ranma as he found the girl in her usual place, the training room, practicing a few punches and kicks Spike had taught her. Ranma's balance was disrupted as Spike entered and surprised her, causing her to fall and hit her head.
"Common boy! You can do better than that!" Ranma found her- no HIMself fighting an older, bald man, wearing a white training Gi that was turned Grey from use.
Fighting styles started to flow into his mind, as if a door to a part of his mind had been unlocked.
"Bring it on, old man!" He found himself saying.
"-ma! Ranma! Snap out of it man!" Spike's voice brought her back from the memories of her past as she shook her head and stared at him.
"You ok kid?" Spike asked.
".......I know kung fu..." she answered.
"....What?" Spike asked intelligently.
Ranma got off the ground and grinned widely. All of a sudden, her mind had been filled with styles of martial arts.
"Common Spike, lets spar." Ranma stated, while moving into a tight aggressive posture.
"Uh, ok..." Spike put up his fists and began to jump lightly on the balls of his feet.
That was all the encouragement Ranma needed, as she rushed to Spike, feinting to the left, then the right, and finally, hitting the ground in an attempt to sweep Spike off his feet.
Spike just barley saw through the two feints, and managed to jump over the sweep with difficulty, 'Since when was the kid THIS good?!' Spike screamed mentally, it seemed he would be in for one hell of a fight this time around.
After the sweep was dodged, Ranma wasted no time, she quickly recovered her foot, and while still on the ground, planted her hands and pushed up, flinging both of her feet into the air, and hitting Spike square in the chest, as he hadn't managed to recover from his jump.
Ranma used the kick to propel herself into a back flip to a standing position, standing casually with smirk on her face, waiting for Spike to shake it off.
Spike did just that, a look of annoyance crossing his features, before he smirked as well, finally he would get a good fight from someone!
Ranma waited while Spike charged, his mind running through dozen of different moves, and counters that he could use to stop Spike's headlong charge.
Using his momentum from the charge, Spike pivoted on his left foot, bringing his right leg into a crane stance for just an instant, before jumping into the air and rolling his body to the right, extending his left foot in a kick that could very well break up to three of Ranma's ribs, that is, if it had connected. Ranma had interpreted the move for what it was, and while Spike's foot was an extremely fast blur, Ranma was still faster,she jumped into the air and kicked Spike straight in the face, sending him sprawling onto the ground, signaling the end of the sparring match.
"Damn kid, how the hell did you get so good?! Just yesterday, I could beat your ass without to much trouble, and now I'm getting my ass handed to me as if I were a toddler!" Spike wheezed, attempting to catch his breath after all, taking such a impact on the floor of the spaceship could knock out the breath of even the most resilient of fighters, and if Spike had been any less resilient than he was, the kick alone could have broken his jaw, and the impact maybe even crippling him for life, as it was he was having trouble moving and breathing regularly.
"You sure do pack a punch kid...." Spike sighed after taking a few more moments to regain his breath and full movement of his body, sitting up and propping himself against the wall of the improvised 'training room'.
Ranma looked on in concern, she hadn't thought she had hit Spike THAT hard.
"Well, when you startled me and I fell over, hit my head on the floor, and got knocked out for a few moments, I was able to actually remember sparring with this old guy, I dunno, I think he mighta been my dad or something, he was fat and bald, and then in an instant I remembered all kinds of fighting techniques..... What was the name of my school again? Hmmmm..... I know it, its on the tip of my tounge. OH YEAH! I think I was supposed to be like the heir of the 'Saotome school of anything goes martial arts'. Or something like that at least.
Spike blinked and lit up a cigarette, throwing Ranma one as well, she nodded her thanks and they both lit their smokes, and took a drag, Ranma taking a seat in front of Spike.
"Hey man, you ok? I didn't really mean to hit you THAT hard, you don't have any major injuries do ya?" She asked, with a hint of concern in voice, that, thankfully to Ranma, Spike failed to notice.
"Bah, I've had worse, I was shot twice and got back up from it, a simple kick to my jaw, and a bone jarring impact on the floor isn't to bad." Spike chuckled, Ranma soon joined him.
They laughed like that a few moments before Spike attempted to get up and return to the couch for a little rest, or at least that was what he told Ranma, the real reason was that he needed to go to his cabin before he felt like he was going to start crying in pain. He quickly decided to pick up some painkillers on the way to his cabin.
Or at least that's what he had planned to do, and according to Murphy's law, as he tried to stand he realized just how injured he really was, got about two steps from where he first stood, and began to fall to the ground.
Luckily for Spike, Ranma had anticipated something of the sort and lept up from her sitting position and caught Spike before he hit the floor, unfortunately, or possibly even more fortunately, depending on who you asked, Ranma, temporarily forgetting he was now a she, tried catching Spike from in front of him, so Spike found himself in between the shorter girls large, and perfectly formed breasts.
It took Spike a few moments to realize where he was and what had just happened, before springing backwards, a small blush on his face.
From the time Spike's head had lodged itself between her breasts, she seem paralyzed, when she noticed the slight blush on Spike's face, which was rather hard to do, seeing as how he was bowing constantly, and apologizing profusely, still slightly in shock, her instincts took over and waved it off to Spike, telling him it was no big deal, and then Spike walked out, stumbling slightly, just as he walked out of the room, he remembered why he had sought Ranma out in the first place. And reentered the room to see a sight that was somewhat disturbing, Ranma, with a slightly curious expression on her face, was poking her self in the breast.
Spike coughed lightly to inform her of his presence, Ranma's head popped up instantly, her hand shooting to her side, and a heavy blush on her face.
"Uh, hey kid, I, uh forgot to tell you when I came in, but that bounty we're after, well he destroyed another hospital and killed a buncha people, so they raised his bounty to four million woolongs, so Jet figures we should get our asses in gear and find him before someone else can manage to beat us to the punch, and I remembered that you still haven't got your own gun, so I was gonna show you to the ships mini-armory, wear we keep you know, all our uh...." Spike trailed off as Ranma seemed to unintentionally start breathing hard, at the prospect of his first job drawing near, doing some interesting things to her breasts.
Realizing who's breasts it was that he was staring at, Spike's eyes shot up to Ranma's eyes, and noticed the same curious expression he had seen moments ago.
"Spike you ok? You seem... distracted" Ranma asked.
"Oh, uhm, I'm fine, just follow me so we can get you a gun and some ammo, kid." Spike replied
The strange duo walked through the ship until Spike stopped suddenly, causing Ranma to almost crash into him, but was able to stop herself and avoiding a possibly embarrassing accident, Ranma looked around, but didn't seen anything special about the hallway they were in, she had passed thorough here man times before and hadn't see anything.
"Where's the armory Spike?"Ranma asked, exasperated at how it looked like Spike had no idea where he was going.
"Right here, kid." Spike pointed to a section of the wall.
"I don't see anything...." Ranma replied.
Spike smirked, and pressed a button the was hidden on top a pipe that ran along the ceiling of the ship.
Suddenly the section of the wall Spike had motioned at slid to the side, revealing a large space, slightly depressed into the wall, holding a small catch of grenades, pistols, sub-machine guns, two assault rifles, and a few boxes of ammunitions for the weapons.
Ranma sweat dropped at the amount of weapons, there were only four of them on the ship that would be holding weapons and yet in this small catch, there were enough weapons to arm almost two platoons of soldiers, frankly it creeped her out a bit that they would have so many.
"Errr Spike?" Ranma stuttered slightly, still in shock at seeing them all.
"Yeah kid?" Spike returned grabbing a couple of breatta 9mm pistols, shoving a clip into each, and popping a round into each chamber, before grabbing another four extra clips of ammo, and finally topping it off with an MP5 sub-machine gun, and two extra clips for it as well.
"Why are there so many weapons in here?"She asked, having recovered from her surprise.
"Well, whenever we capture a bounty we.....'liberate' their weapons and store them here, besides you can never be to prepared, right?
Ranma blinked at the answer then shrugged and decided to pick out what she wanted for her first bounty hunt.
To begin with, she grabbed a hunting knife out of a small case under the guns, sheathed it in it's leather sheath, and strapped it to the outside of her calf, and the pulled her pants leg over it, obscuring it from view. Second, taking from Spike's example she pulled out a pair of breattas and loaded them, popping the round into the chamber, flicking the safeties on, and after snapping on a holster onto the left side of her torso and on the back of her belt, holstered both weapons.
"Nice choice kid, I don't think you'll be needing any automatics, its only one guy after all, I just prefer to be prepared in case he's found himself some.....'friends'. Spike grinned before throwing the MP5's strap around his shoulder and walked into what passed for a living room on their small ship.
When Ranma followed Spike and entered the room, she was treated to the strange sight of Faye and Jet locking and loading their weapons of choice. Ranma only had a brief glance at what faye was carrying before she somehow managed to conceal it all Which was no small feat considering the small amount of clothes she was wearing. A pair of throwing knives hung from her hip, a small backup pistol hidden on the inside of her right boot, and a pistol on the back inside of the red jacket she seemed so fond of.
Jet, however, was the one that really surprised him, he was checking the sights of his M25 sniper rifle, complete with night vision scope and 20 round clip. Working the bolt, he chambered a round and set it aside in a small case that looked suspiciously nondescript. From a small brown paper bag, he poured out three grenades which he hid in his cargo pant's pockets. To top it all off he polished off a chopped off assault rifle, loaded, chambered a round and stood up.
"Ed, you know where our boy is yet?" Jet growled to the small girl sitting in front of her computer wearing her usual black spandex shorts and white teeshirt, topping it off with her green VR goggles, making odd motions with her arms, almost as if she was attempting to swim like a.....frog? Ranma sweat dropped once again at this.
"Ed!" Jet said a bit louder this time.
"Ed is looking, Ed is almost done!" She said in her annoyingly cute voice, and for some reason, every time Ed refered to herself in the third person, it make Ranma extremely irate and even slightly angry at the young girl. And for the life of her, Ranma couldn't figure out why, all he could think of was that every time she DID refer to herself as 'Ed', Ranma's mind's eye pictured a blurry outline of a girl with long purple hair.
Ranma shook it off and proceded to walk over to Ed's corner in which she had placed her computer, the ship's dog, Ein, sitting comfortable in her lap, watching Ranma almost lazily.
Peering at the computer screen, Ranma saw only a bunch of what seemed to be random objects floating in some kind of water, occasionally a fish or some bubbles would float by. If Ranma had been more technologically adept he would have realized that the appearance of the fish, bubbles and the 'water' were simply a background set by ed, and the random objects floating around were in fact, high level government files, detailing the last known locations, and all the crimes of nearly all the criminals in the known solar system. Unfortunatly though, she wasn't more technologically adept and so she simply watched the objects pass back and a slowly increasing speed, before getting bored and decided that Ed was simply wasting their time.
"Ed found it!" Ed jumped up suddenly, doing a back flip from a sitting position into a handstand, sending poor Ein flying in the air, until Ranma caught him and placed him on the floor of the ship and watched him scamper off irately before settling on the couch, attempting another nap, after being so rudely awakened from his first one.
"What'd you find Ed?" Faye asked the smaller girl, who was still walking around on her hands and craning her neck to look at the text on her computer screen.
"Ed found out where the bad-man is going to go next!" The small girl squealed happily.
"And where would that be Ed?" Spike asked, taking a long drag off a cigarette.
"Right..... HERE!" Ed shoved a map into Spike face, surprising him, and causing him to drop his cigarette into his lap where he immediately began hopping around franticly attempting to make his pants stop smoking, he began to panic as he noticed the slowly burning hole in his pants was spreading.... directly to his groin.
(Remember boys and girls: Cotton burns.... Quickly...)
As Spike continued to jump around screaming in the background, Ranma, Faye, and Jet set the map on the table to have a closer look at it, yet another hospital was circled in red, ironically Ranma noticed, it was the same hospital that he had spent his first days awakening in this world at... He began wondering if that was a conicendence or not, but quickly pushed it to the back of his mind as Jet began going over their plan of action.
AN- Well here it is finally! Chapter 3 of my fan fiction, Living in the dark.
This fic, as all of mine are, were inspired from reading any of of the hundreds of amazingly good Ranma ½ fanfics one can find, that is if one knows were to looked
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I don't really have anyone to thank, seeing as how I have no prereaders or anything, but I guess I WOULD like to thank anyone and everyone who reads my fic, and decides to be so kind as to give me a bit of C&C
BTW: I'm sorry its a lot shorter than normal again, its 7:08 in the morning and those painkillers I took at 2AM(read above authors notes) are running out, and I'm starting to crash.... hard, so I'll be luck if I don't pass out before finishing the spell check, lol
Once again, thanks to every one who reads this, for those of you interested, hopefully the next chapter will be out soon, as look as I don't get sidetracked and my muse doesn't leave me....
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Chris Miller AKA Phip
Chapter 3
AN- Hey guys, I know it's been a while, but bear with me on this chapter, I originally had the third chapter almost complete and then had to reformat my computer and lost the file, but I probably would have scrapped it anyway, I like how this one is going a bit better than the other one....
On a personal note, forgive me if some of this chapter seems a little strange.... see I broke my thigh bone a while back, and they stuck a metal rod in my leg, so I take a lot of painkillers(ultraset, oxiconton, and hydrocodon, and the occasional Valium.) and tonight my knee was KILLING me so I popped about 5 hydrocodon(It takes at least that to do anything for me, I've built up an immunity to it) and a zoloft, so right now, I feel like I'm on crack, on the plus side, my writing speed just doubled and the ideas in my head for the story are swirling so you may get this chapter and the next one prty quickly! Or at least I hope so, and if not, I'll just pop some more pills and get back to the writing for my 4-5 fans out there....
A hospital on Mars
"Where is he!?" The man screamed at the small orderly wearing scrubs behind the hospital desk.
"Who?" The man squeaked as he was being violently shaken by the brute in front of him with fire in his eyes.
"HIM!" The first man pulled a small picture out of him pocket, it looked torn and crumpled from contentious use.
"I-I've never seen him before!" The orderly attempted to cower, although it was rather difficult considering the fact that he was being held a few feet off the ground by the stranger's left arm.
"You tell me, or I'll kill you and destroy this entire hospital!" The stranger screamed, even louder than before.
"I swear I don't know!" The orderly shreked.
"THEN YOU AND EVERYONE HERE DIES!" The stranger yelled as loud as he could. Several security officers, having finally noticed the disturbance, raced to aid the poor orderly.
Spike yawned deeply as he sat on the couch in front of the screen that passed for a television in the future, watching it through only half-lidded eyes. It was turned to MNS, or Mars news station. He yawned again as he watched an attractive thirty-year old woman
talking about some kind of freak accident on the planet they were currently orbiting over.
"-Truly, a horrible accident. In other news today, another hospital, this one on Mars, has been destroyed, authorities haven't made any arrests yet, but based on eye-witness accounts from the few survivors, it was the same man who had destroyed four others. In response to this, the authorities have risen the bounty on him from one million woolongs, to four million. It makes this reporter wonder, what kind of man would destroy a hospital, and kill hundreds of helpless people? Moving on..."
A click was heard as Spike shut the television off, and rose to his feet slowly.
"OY! JET!" Spike yelled, his voice reverberating throughout the entire ship.
Jet's head poked out from the small ship's kitchen.
"Yeah?" He asked curiously, Spike didn't yell unless there was a good reason for it.
"Our man's price went up again, four mill this time.
"Well, looks like we're gunna haveta move our asses and get 'em before someone else does." Jet mused.
"I'll go and check-up on the kid then." Spike turned to leave.
"You sure seem to like him, err her, Spike." Jet said.
"Just don't want Ranma ta get killed on his first job, is all." Spike replied, lighting a cigarette, and shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked off to find the topic of their discussion, unknowing of Jet's smirk at his answer.
"Hey kid!" Spike greeted Ranma as he found the girl in her usual place, the training room, practicing a few punches and kicks Spike had taught her. Ranma's balance was disrupted as Spike entered and surprised her, causing her to fall and hit her head.
"Common boy! You can do better than that!" Ranma found her- no HIMself fighting an older, bald man, wearing a white training Gi that was turned Grey from use.
Fighting styles started to flow into his mind, as if a door to a part of his mind had been unlocked.
"Bring it on, old man!" He found himself saying.
"-ma! Ranma! Snap out of it man!" Spike's voice brought her back from the memories of her past as she shook her head and stared at him.
"You ok kid?" Spike asked.
".......I know kung fu..." she answered.
"....What?" Spike asked intelligently.
Ranma got off the ground and grinned widely. All of a sudden, her mind had been filled with styles of martial arts.
"Common Spike, lets spar." Ranma stated, while moving into a tight aggressive posture.
"Uh, ok..." Spike put up his fists and began to jump lightly on the balls of his feet.
That was all the encouragement Ranma needed, as she rushed to Spike, feinting to the left, then the right, and finally, hitting the ground in an attempt to sweep Spike off his feet.
Spike just barley saw through the two feints, and managed to jump over the sweep with difficulty, 'Since when was the kid THIS good?!' Spike screamed mentally, it seemed he would be in for one hell of a fight this time around.
After the sweep was dodged, Ranma wasted no time, she quickly recovered her foot, and while still on the ground, planted her hands and pushed up, flinging both of her feet into the air, and hitting Spike square in the chest, as he hadn't managed to recover from his jump.
Ranma used the kick to propel herself into a back flip to a standing position, standing casually with smirk on her face, waiting for Spike to shake it off.
Spike did just that, a look of annoyance crossing his features, before he smirked as well, finally he would get a good fight from someone!
Ranma waited while Spike charged, his mind running through dozen of different moves, and counters that he could use to stop Spike's headlong charge.
Using his momentum from the charge, Spike pivoted on his left foot, bringing his right leg into a crane stance for just an instant, before jumping into the air and rolling his body to the right, extending his left foot in a kick that could very well break up to three of Ranma's ribs, that is, if it had connected. Ranma had interpreted the move for what it was, and while Spike's foot was an extremely fast blur, Ranma was still faster,she jumped into the air and kicked Spike straight in the face, sending him sprawling onto the ground, signaling the end of the sparring match.
"Damn kid, how the hell did you get so good?! Just yesterday, I could beat your ass without to much trouble, and now I'm getting my ass handed to me as if I were a toddler!" Spike wheezed, attempting to catch his breath after all, taking such a impact on the floor of the spaceship could knock out the breath of even the most resilient of fighters, and if Spike had been any less resilient than he was, the kick alone could have broken his jaw, and the impact maybe even crippling him for life, as it was he was having trouble moving and breathing regularly.
"You sure do pack a punch kid...." Spike sighed after taking a few more moments to regain his breath and full movement of his body, sitting up and propping himself against the wall of the improvised 'training room'.
Ranma looked on in concern, she hadn't thought she had hit Spike THAT hard.
"Well, when you startled me and I fell over, hit my head on the floor, and got knocked out for a few moments, I was able to actually remember sparring with this old guy, I dunno, I think he mighta been my dad or something, he was fat and bald, and then in an instant I remembered all kinds of fighting techniques..... What was the name of my school again? Hmmmm..... I know it, its on the tip of my tounge. OH YEAH! I think I was supposed to be like the heir of the 'Saotome school of anything goes martial arts'. Or something like that at least.
Spike blinked and lit up a cigarette, throwing Ranma one as well, she nodded her thanks and they both lit their smokes, and took a drag, Ranma taking a seat in front of Spike.
"Hey man, you ok? I didn't really mean to hit you THAT hard, you don't have any major injuries do ya?" She asked, with a hint of concern in voice, that, thankfully to Ranma, Spike failed to notice.
"Bah, I've had worse, I was shot twice and got back up from it, a simple kick to my jaw, and a bone jarring impact on the floor isn't to bad." Spike chuckled, Ranma soon joined him.
They laughed like that a few moments before Spike attempted to get up and return to the couch for a little rest, or at least that was what he told Ranma, the real reason was that he needed to go to his cabin before he felt like he was going to start crying in pain. He quickly decided to pick up some painkillers on the way to his cabin.
Or at least that's what he had planned to do, and according to Murphy's law, as he tried to stand he realized just how injured he really was, got about two steps from where he first stood, and began to fall to the ground.
Luckily for Spike, Ranma had anticipated something of the sort and lept up from her sitting position and caught Spike before he hit the floor, unfortunately, or possibly even more fortunately, depending on who you asked, Ranma, temporarily forgetting he was now a she, tried catching Spike from in front of him, so Spike found himself in between the shorter girls large, and perfectly formed breasts.
It took Spike a few moments to realize where he was and what had just happened, before springing backwards, a small blush on his face.
From the time Spike's head had lodged itself between her breasts, she seem paralyzed, when she noticed the slight blush on Spike's face, which was rather hard to do, seeing as how he was bowing constantly, and apologizing profusely, still slightly in shock, her instincts took over and waved it off to Spike, telling him it was no big deal, and then Spike walked out, stumbling slightly, just as he walked out of the room, he remembered why he had sought Ranma out in the first place. And reentered the room to see a sight that was somewhat disturbing, Ranma, with a slightly curious expression on her face, was poking her self in the breast.
Spike coughed lightly to inform her of his presence, Ranma's head popped up instantly, her hand shooting to her side, and a heavy blush on her face.
"Uh, hey kid, I, uh forgot to tell you when I came in, but that bounty we're after, well he destroyed another hospital and killed a buncha people, so they raised his bounty to four million woolongs, so Jet figures we should get our asses in gear and find him before someone else can manage to beat us to the punch, and I remembered that you still haven't got your own gun, so I was gonna show you to the ships mini-armory, wear we keep you know, all our uh...." Spike trailed off as Ranma seemed to unintentionally start breathing hard, at the prospect of his first job drawing near, doing some interesting things to her breasts.
Realizing who's breasts it was that he was staring at, Spike's eyes shot up to Ranma's eyes, and noticed the same curious expression he had seen moments ago.
"Spike you ok? You seem... distracted" Ranma asked.
"Oh, uhm, I'm fine, just follow me so we can get you a gun and some ammo, kid." Spike replied
The strange duo walked through the ship until Spike stopped suddenly, causing Ranma to almost crash into him, but was able to stop herself and avoiding a possibly embarrassing accident, Ranma looked around, but didn't seen anything special about the hallway they were in, she had passed thorough here man times before and hadn't see anything.
"Where's the armory Spike?"Ranma asked, exasperated at how it looked like Spike had no idea where he was going.
"Right here, kid." Spike pointed to a section of the wall.
"I don't see anything...." Ranma replied.
Spike smirked, and pressed a button the was hidden on top a pipe that ran along the ceiling of the ship.
Suddenly the section of the wall Spike had motioned at slid to the side, revealing a large space, slightly depressed into the wall, holding a small catch of grenades, pistols, sub-machine guns, two assault rifles, and a few boxes of ammunitions for the weapons.
Ranma sweat dropped at the amount of weapons, there were only four of them on the ship that would be holding weapons and yet in this small catch, there were enough weapons to arm almost two platoons of soldiers, frankly it creeped her out a bit that they would have so many.
"Errr Spike?" Ranma stuttered slightly, still in shock at seeing them all.
"Yeah kid?" Spike returned grabbing a couple of breatta 9mm pistols, shoving a clip into each, and popping a round into each chamber, before grabbing another four extra clips of ammo, and finally topping it off with an MP5 sub-machine gun, and two extra clips for it as well.
"Why are there so many weapons in here?"She asked, having recovered from her surprise.
"Well, whenever we capture a bounty we.....'liberate' their weapons and store them here, besides you can never be to prepared, right?
Ranma blinked at the answer then shrugged and decided to pick out what she wanted for her first bounty hunt.
To begin with, she grabbed a hunting knife out of a small case under the guns, sheathed it in it's leather sheath, and strapped it to the outside of her calf, and the pulled her pants leg over it, obscuring it from view. Second, taking from Spike's example she pulled out a pair of breattas and loaded them, popping the round into the chamber, flicking the safeties on, and after snapping on a holster onto the left side of her torso and on the back of her belt, holstered both weapons.
"Nice choice kid, I don't think you'll be needing any automatics, its only one guy after all, I just prefer to be prepared in case he's found himself some.....'friends'. Spike grinned before throwing the MP5's strap around his shoulder and walked into what passed for a living room on their small ship.
When Ranma followed Spike and entered the room, she was treated to the strange sight of Faye and Jet locking and loading their weapons of choice. Ranma only had a brief glance at what faye was carrying before she somehow managed to conceal it all Which was no small feat considering the small amount of clothes she was wearing. A pair of throwing knives hung from her hip, a small backup pistol hidden on the inside of her right boot, and a pistol on the back inside of the red jacket she seemed so fond of.
Jet, however, was the one that really surprised him, he was checking the sights of his M25 sniper rifle, complete with night vision scope and 20 round clip. Working the bolt, he chambered a round and set it aside in a small case that looked suspiciously nondescript. From a small brown paper bag, he poured out three grenades which he hid in his cargo pant's pockets. To top it all off he polished off a chopped off assault rifle, loaded, chambered a round and stood up.
"Ed, you know where our boy is yet?" Jet growled to the small girl sitting in front of her computer wearing her usual black spandex shorts and white teeshirt, topping it off with her green VR goggles, making odd motions with her arms, almost as if she was attempting to swim like a.....frog? Ranma sweat dropped once again at this.
"Ed!" Jet said a bit louder this time.
"Ed is looking, Ed is almost done!" She said in her annoyingly cute voice, and for some reason, every time Ed refered to herself in the third person, it make Ranma extremely irate and even slightly angry at the young girl. And for the life of her, Ranma couldn't figure out why, all he could think of was that every time she DID refer to herself as 'Ed', Ranma's mind's eye pictured a blurry outline of a girl with long purple hair.
Ranma shook it off and proceded to walk over to Ed's corner in which she had placed her computer, the ship's dog, Ein, sitting comfortable in her lap, watching Ranma almost lazily.
Peering at the computer screen, Ranma saw only a bunch of what seemed to be random objects floating in some kind of water, occasionally a fish or some bubbles would float by. If Ranma had been more technologically adept he would have realized that the appearance of the fish, bubbles and the 'water' were simply a background set by ed, and the random objects floating around were in fact, high level government files, detailing the last known locations, and all the crimes of nearly all the criminals in the known solar system. Unfortunatly though, she wasn't more technologically adept and so she simply watched the objects pass back and a slowly increasing speed, before getting bored and decided that Ed was simply wasting their time.
"Ed found it!" Ed jumped up suddenly, doing a back flip from a sitting position into a handstand, sending poor Ein flying in the air, until Ranma caught him and placed him on the floor of the ship and watched him scamper off irately before settling on the couch, attempting another nap, after being so rudely awakened from his first one.
"What'd you find Ed?" Faye asked the smaller girl, who was still walking around on her hands and craning her neck to look at the text on her computer screen.
"Ed found out where the bad-man is going to go next!" The small girl squealed happily.
"And where would that be Ed?" Spike asked, taking a long drag off a cigarette.
"Right..... HERE!" Ed shoved a map into Spike face, surprising him, and causing him to drop his cigarette into his lap where he immediately began hopping around franticly attempting to make his pants stop smoking, he began to panic as he noticed the slowly burning hole in his pants was spreading.... directly to his groin.
(Remember boys and girls: Cotton burns.... Quickly...)
As Spike continued to jump around screaming in the background, Ranma, Faye, and Jet set the map on the table to have a closer look at it, yet another hospital was circled in red, ironically Ranma noticed, it was the same hospital that he had spent his first days awakening in this world at... He began wondering if that was a conicendence or not, but quickly pushed it to the back of his mind as Jet began going over their plan of action.
AN- Well here it is finally! Chapter 3 of my fan fiction, Living in the dark.
This fic, as all of mine are, were inspired from reading any of of the hundreds of amazingly good Ranma ½ fanfics one can find, that is if one knows were to looked
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I don't really have anyone to thank, seeing as how I have no prereaders or anything, but I guess I WOULD like to thank anyone and everyone who reads my fic, and decides to be so kind as to give me a bit of C&C
BTW: I'm sorry its a lot shorter than normal again, its 7:08 in the morning and those painkillers I took at 2AM(read above authors notes) are running out, and I'm starting to crash.... hard, so I'll be luck if I don't pass out before finishing the spell check, lol
Once again, thanks to every one who reads this, for those of you interested, hopefully the next chapter will be out soon, as look as I don't get sidetracked and my muse doesn't leave me....
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