Disclaimer: I don't own shit. I mean this literally I have no possessions, and of course not ranma ½. Anyone that thinks I do needs serious medical help or a mallet strike to the head. A/N ok it looks like I backed my self into a corner. It will be delicate to move on without lessening the previous chapter, but I shall fight on . Now lets see how I get out of here. The Torrid shell of darkness: The Middle

The tears finally burst forth as he passed the emotional dam that he hid all his unmanly feeling and memories behind came pouring out into his already tortured soul. Each moment of clarity making the primal creature flinch as if struck. The body was left immobile except for the silent tears standing as the testament to his suffering, but then they quickly began to evaporate as his aura reached such intensity the grass and other plant life began to burn.

Suddenly a loud "Oh My" was heard as the mother figure of the house entered the courtyard. She quickly approached ranma only to be stopped by the heat of his aura, as it seemed to lash out at her with tentacle seemingly with a mind of its own. "Help, someone anyone, please help ranma is in trouble," she screamed with fear tinting her normally calm facade.

Everyone ran as fast as they could, their attention grabbed by the never before heard sound of fear in kasumi's voice The fathers first looking fearful and reluctant soun almost in tears, akane arrived shortly after breathing heavily with a slight red tint to her cheeks, in a slightly ruffled outfit dragging along a similar looking ryouga..

"Please help him," kasumi implored, seeking an anchor in the shift of her pristine little world. "he is just fooling around," he said as he walked forward with slight trepidation at the sight of his sons black aura. "Stop, you mustn't touch him," cologne screamed as she pogoed over the wall quickly freezing genma with a quick succession of pressure points.

"Wha…Why," kasumi asked quickly. Cologne quickly took stock of the situation making sure no one was trying to approach the boy, took a quick count to make sure all were here. "Because I am afraid to say that is on the brink of losing himself and anyone that disturbs him right now will be killed by his body," she uttered with some trepidation knowing that the someone was going to do something stupid.

Her prophecy soon came true as ryouga attacked ranma, apparently hoping to finish off his rival while he was weak. Ranma's aura quickly went to work trying to avert the impending death of its host. It was successful, but still not able to completely redirect one of the projectiles.

Suddenly all the things within the chaotic storm of pain and suffering stopped. The very base being rebelled against the pain, the blood that left it. The different facets came together with in the shell. The nekkoken, the jusenkyo curse, the caotic curse placed on him at birth by his own father, and the soul of ice, all coming together with what was left of ranma saotome. To form a new being.

"What have you done," screamed in abject horror as something seemed to audibly snap as the first drop of blood left ranma's body, his aura stopped thriving with heat and turned solid black and ice cold freezing the drop of blood before it had a chance to fall. Then it began to expand quickly seeking the attacker, destroying all in its path.

A/N Wahoo another chapter done, and cliffhangers abound. All is right with the world. Sorry it took awhile to do this chapter, but college is a fierce mistress baby cut to author in chains being whipped by a busty teacher in leather (oops that's not for you). I am going down to my gramps place this weekend so that might help me write more, or totally distract me. Oh and if there are any errors you notice off hand drop me a line.