I suppose I should give proper credit where it is due. This fic was inspired by

J.P. Buckner's "Ghost of Curses Past" and "Saotome's Choice."

"A Human Sayajin" by Michael Fetter.

"Iris" and "Clothes Make The…" By Nickolas Liefker.

"Choices." By Mike2.

"Thy Outward Part" By Richard Lawson, and finally,

"Lines of Destiny" By Phoenix.

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Ok! Ok! So I went on an angst-fic binge! (Well Mainly….) I'm sorry! But I felt like making something unusual! So sue me! Lol. Anyways! On with the show!

Chapter Two

Ryoga wanted nothing more than to see the children he had made. They were everything to him but he had rarely seen any of them since their conception. Though almost thirty existed.

Though, he was always there for their birth. Every time his child aged within Ranma enough to be removed, she would find him. The threat always the same. The child meant nothing to that demon. She had killed her own child, and Ryoga had not refused after that first time. From then on he watched whenever she had a baby… for their sake. For his own blood's sake.

Ranma terrified him then. When she had them remove the baby from her. A difficult operation. It was supposed to be painful. Ranma though… no… that evil… thing watched him and the doctors as they sliced her own stomach open… she didn't wince! Didn't even flinch! The doctors sawed through her flesh and she smiled at him.

She loved him. No… the old Ranma had loved him. The old, wonderful, compassionate rival-turned-woman had loved him. Now though… the sick… twisted being would find him whenever it chose. Whenever it became bored manipulating the planets to her will… it would seek him.

Wherever he was, whatever planet he was on… she could find him. Find him and force him to give her yet another child… another tie to her abomination.

"God, let my Ranma be alive…"

Tears welled in his eyes for the love he had lost. For all the loves he had lost. Usagi-chan… the White Queen lay imprisoned… somewhere… Ryoga knew not the location though.

Ranma. The one who held them all together like the centerpiece of a wind chime, now had become that damnable… creature. She sickened him. Her raw power sickened him as well. She could do whatever she wanted. She had the power. Once… he had almost enough himself to stop her… But he had failed… The real Ranma, to the best of his knowledge, was lost forever on the sands of time.

Akane had disappeared seven hundred years ago… after his final strike… his final chance for freedom… for Ranma's freedom too.

And then he was captured. He could move wherever he wished. Go wherever he wished… but he might as well be chained to her by steel cables for all the good it did him.

"Ryoga-kun… don't you want to just grab me? Sweep me off my feet like the great man you arrre?" Ranma purred in a seductive tone.

Ryoga was not affected.

"You sicken me…"

"Oh, Ryoga-kun… that isn't very nice… it's… mean in fact! Cruel! Perhaps you'd like to see me be cruel too?" She asked. Her tone was high and sweet, like a small child's.

Ryoga put on a strong front. He always tried to. He always failed. He tried though. As best he could. His tone was ice. The people watching the exchange feared him. The fools. He was the weak one. They should be running in terror. Ryoga wished it would help for him to run…

"Don't touch them…"

A school yard. They stood in a school yard. Older children, still young enough to have a recess from classes to simply have fun. Ranma had always loved children. One, they had had together… just one before… Naomi was dead now. Ranma killed her… twisted her neck off.

Ryoga almost heaved. The memory was the worst one he had. His wife… the love of his life had just torn off his only child's head!

He fought of the tears… the revulsion with firm voice. Time soothed all. Almost all. And he had thirteen hundred years to sooth…

Nothing filled the void his daughter's death had left in his heart though.

"Oh Ryoga! They make such good kids! They're brutes you know? Why! I sent one to that new planet we found in the Celaptar galaxy! Why… you should have seen it! He killed them all! Every resident of the planet he destroyed! You'd have been proud Ryoga-kun! Now all their resources are ours!"

Gasps echoed around them but neither he nor the devil in his lover's body gave any indication that they noticed.

"S-sick… vile…"

"Ryoga… come with me… and I won't hurt them…" Ranma purred.

Emotion welled within Ryoga. He couldn't! He wouldn't let another monster be brought upon the world.

"No… No! I won't!"

He shouted at her, daring her to cross him, knowing that no matter what he shouted, his efforts were futile. But perhaps… he could at least hold for some time.

"Ah… but Ryoga-kun… I found something out today! It's a secret! Would you like to know it?" Ranma asked. Her childish persona had returned.

As a child. It was then that Ranma was the most dangerous. The most evil.

Ryoga chose his words carefully. A slip of the tongue could make his inevitable seduction come to him without even finding out the secret. And if Ranma told him there was a secret, it wasn't a lie. It was something he would want to know.

"What… do you mean?"

The girl's eyes widened to the size of golf balls and leered at him. Her small retinas were gleaming with madness. Her grin sent chills down his spine.

"You remember Ranko? Goody, goody little girl? She was the most powerful person on the planet but she never used it? Ha! The weakling! She's alive Ryoga! Alive! And…" Greed caressed the madwoman's words as she trailed off, leaving him gaping.

"A-Alive?"

Alive. Ranma Saotome was Alive. 'God there is hope after all... Ranma-chan is alive!' Ryoga thought. A state of almost euphoria dawned on him for just a moment.

"Ha ha! Little bitch is mine too! And you don't know wheeere!" The girl winked. Childish once more.

Suddenly something moved. Her arm, her arm moved! Ryoga realized it far too late. She'd thrown something… some…

A wail from behind him alerted him to what had happened.

Ryoga turned and saw behind him, a little girl with deep black hair. There was a hole in her stomach.

Ryoga turned back to Ranma and snarled.

"You Bastard!"

"I can heal her you know! Make her all good… if you just come with me…?" She made it sound a request… as if he had a choice.

People gathered around the little girl, terrified. Blood spilled from her gut, oozing through her purple sweater.

No choice… no chance… no hope.

He glanced back at the girl. Suddenly she began to scream, and Ranma spasmed. "Oh… so rich… oohh… I might want to keep her for myself…!"

No! That couldn't happen! Ryoga couldn't let that happen!

He looked down, hiding his eyes… his tears beneath his long hair as he acquiesced.

"Heal her… she doesn't deserve to die… Take me… I'll come."

"Ha ha! Sure! I'll heal her! I think I'll keep her too! She'll grow up a fine little warrior!" Instantly Ranma was gone. The people surrounding the girl were blasted away from her skidding along the concrete of the small playground on which they resided.

"You're a good little girl aren't you?" Ranma asked. Her tone was motherly.

Ryoga could do nothing. He just stood, tears leaking down his face. Another child's life ruined... All his fault.

A warping sound occurred. A rush of wind. And with that, Ranma vanished. Ryoga and the girl did too. As Ryoga felt himself being pulled from the reality that was a Martian schoolyard he silently swore, as he had done so many times before…

"I'll kill you… someday Ranma… I'll kill you…"

End Chapter

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Next Chapter is about Usagi-chan. After that I finally get to bring you back in time to what happened all those years ago! I hope you like!