The Full Neko-Ken
Howling Wind
"No daddy! Nooooo… I don't want to go back into the pit! The cats… they want to kill me!" A six-year-old boy in a dirty, ragged gi covered in fish sausages, his black hair tied into a small pig tail screamed at a man in an equally destroyed gi, a cloth covering his bald head. "Quit acting like a girl, boy. What kind of martial artist are you if you can't even survive some cats?" A quick shove and the boy was in a pit. The light was slowly cut off as the older man shoved a cover over it.
Ranma Saotome screamed. 'That damn dream again' he thought with a shudder. He was in a tent next to the older man in the dream, his father. He wasn't for long though, next thing he knew he was flying through the air, punted by his father, Genma Saotome. "Don't wake me up!" yelled Genma, quickly going back to bed. 'Stupid old man, always kicking me from waking from dreams he's the cause of'.
The chilly air removed the grogginess of sleep. It was cold this early in China, but Ranma was used to it. 'Lately the dream keeps coming back more and more, meaning I get punted more and more. It seems that as their training trip brought them closer to Jusenkyo, some stupid training ground Genma read about, he dreamt about the Neko-Ken more. It was as if fate was telling him something' Ranma was thinking while flying through the air, legs crossed as if in meditation. 'No time for that now, gota spot a landing'.
Ranma had mastered surviving high distance falls; after all, the Saotome School is all about combat in the air. A quick front flip, a twist of the body to the left and he landed on top of a wall in a quaint village. But nothing ever goes easy for Ranma; his life was funny that way. Chaos seemed to be created around him. And so as he landed something soft rubbed against his leg and started to purr.
Ranma glanced down, "c-c-cat" he stated in an alerted, fearful voice. A cloud of dust appeared on the street as shocked villagers pointed and stared at him running off. It took about an hour of walking over hills and plains till he got back to the tent. "I'm gona kill pops" he snarled and cracked each knuckle individually, a dark blue aura flaring around him, anger radiating off every part of his body. He entered the tent, his father still sleeping, his snoring deafening.
Ranma kicked Genma's gut, sending him out the tent flap, Ranma close behind. Genma woke up flying close the ground, staring directly at a really pissed Ranma closing behind him, not the best sight to wake up too. Just before Genma hit the ground, Ranma did a quick upper cut right into his jaw, sending him straight up before he came crashing down on to his head. 'Heh, lucky for him theirs noting in there' Ranma thought to himself.
Content with the beating he gave his father, Ranma started to cook the rabbit he caught the night before. He spit roasted it over the fire and Genma, now with regained consciences started to cook his own rabbit. They started to eat the rabbits along with some rice they got from the village they last visited. Genma made a move towards Ranma's rabbit. Ranma blocked with one hand and stole a piece of Genma's rabbit with his other. "Hah, you're getting slow old man!" Ranma smirked at Genma. "Think again boy!" Genma returned Ranma's smirk, holding his sons bowl in his hand. These matches were getting closer everyday, and soon Ranma would start wining them, so Genma enjoyed his victory while he could. As he started to enjoy his victory, he lowered his chopsticks only to find a hard surface. In his hand was a rock, and Ranma was finishing up the second bowl.
Once breakfast was finished, Genma only getting rice, they set out towards Jusenkyo. After a couple hours of hiking they came upon the springs, a bamboo pole in each one.
"Welcome sirs, to Cursed-Springs-Jusenkyo" a man in a green suite told the Saotome's. "Here very cursed springs, each one have legend of creature drowning in one, legend say…" Ranma cut him off.
"This is it? Geez pops, its just tons of bamboo poles. What's so legendary about that?"
Genma replied, "anything for training boy" and jumped towards the poles. "Follow me." He yelled
Ranma quickly followed, "I'm right behind ya pops" He shouted back.
"Please sirs, very bad you fall in springs" Shouted the guide. As usual he was ignored, so he proceeded to sit down, smoke his pipe, and watch the father and son.
Genma and Ranma leaped from the poles to engage each other mid air. Ranma started simple, a simple punch then a spin kick. Genma easily blocked and they landed on opposite poles. They continued jumping and engaging mid air, and it seemed nobody had the advantage. Genma, still being bigger then Ranma decided to grapple him midair, knowing his greater size would give him an advantage. He grabbed Ranma and threw him down towards the spring below him. Ranma, knowing there was no way to get back to a pole, did a flip kick and sent Genma into the spring next to the one Ranma entered.
In the spring Genma entered, a panda came out.
"Very unlucky, you sir fall into Shonmaoniichuan: spring-of-drowned-panda, very tragic legend of panda who drown in spring two thousand year ago." The guide said, heading off towards the spring Ranma fell into. A cat surfaced. "And you sir fall into Maoniichuan: spring-of-drowned-cat. Very tragic legend of cat who drown in spring eighteen hundred year ago." He said, pulling the Feline-Ranma, a completely black cat, from the spring, his yellow, slited eyes covered by his eyelids, his slow breathing evidence that he was unconscious. Genma got out on his own and quickly passes out, his large mass hitting the ground with a thump that sent the guide toppling over.
Ranma awoke to find the guide and a panda standing over him, staring. 'Jeez, what happened?' Ranma thinks to himself. He tries to voice that question but all that comes out is "Meow". Franticly he looks around for a cat. 'Geez I hope theirs not a cat around here, and why am I on my hands and legs?' he thought to himself. He looked down; where his arms should be he sees paws. Panda-Genma just shakes his head. 'I-I'm a c-cat' Ranma thinks just before the Neko-Ken takes over.
A/N: Well… that was it… not the best I know, but its my first try. I had eight pages single spaced on word done, where he went to Japan and I tried to make it a Ranma/Nabiki fic, but I could not portray Nabiki in character well enough, and did not want to do a shabby job of portraying her… Shes my idol! Also I had no idea where to go with the story. So I scrapped that and I'm hoping for suggestions… Mabey a Ranma/Shampoo would be good cause then he doesn't have to go to Japan and that would make things a lot easier. Well… thanks for reading…
Howling Wind
