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Inner Demon's release Chapter 2

How the mighty fall.

Cologne was strolling threw the park. She was smiling to herself as she thought back to the last several months. Ranma had broght a joy to her life that she had not known in years. He owuld definately make an excellent Son in law, but for now Cologne already saw the young man as her own grandson.

Cologne was brought out of her thoughts when she felt...it. She sensed the presence and realised that she had not felt it arrive. It had been watching her and was only just now making it's presence known.

"So, you wish to play games? I am ready."

Cologne turned to the sorce of her disturbance and was surprised to see the very young man who she had been thinking of the trees.

"Ranma? What's going on?"

"Hello old woman. I thought that we could play for a bit. There's a few things that I've forgotten to show you."

Cologne's face slowly turned to a look of horror when she realised that Ranma'a aura was different. She could see the glow in his eyes and became speechlees when his aura became the image of a great cat beast. It was as if Ranma was suddenly channeling the soul of a tiger. She knew of one thing that could cause this.

"You've learned to control the NekoKen. When?"

"Actually, since before we ever met. Now. How good are you really?"

Cologne didn't even have a moment to ponder Ranma's words as he attacked. Cologne was only saved from Ranma's first brutal assalt by the destuction of her staff.

Ranma was throwing a mixture of claw slashes, punches and kicks. He never let up and never gave an inch.

Cologne started taking glancing blows and she could barely touch Ranma. With fear in her soul she realised that he was going all out. Ranma was actually trying to hurt her, possibly even kill her.

You don't live for centuries without recognizing signs when things happened. Ranma's new attitude and altered aura told her all she needed to know. Ranma had become possesed and was currently unstoppable. She had to get away.

Willingly taking a punch from Ranma and using it's momentum to give her the room she needed to run, she ran. Cologne, matriarch of the amazons, warrior of ages, ran for her life for the first time in over a century.

Cologne's fear only increased when she realised that Ranma hadn't even bothered to try and follow her. He must have had other targets.

OOOOO

Akane practiced her kata and thought about how Ranma had once again insulted her cooking. She was about to start her famous pervert rant when a voice spoke from the door.

"Hey Akane, wanna spar?"

Akane turned and saw Ranma standing at the door. He looked a little messed up, as if he had been training or something. She was about to start yelling at him when she realised what he had asked her.

"Really? You'll treat me like a real martial artist?"

"Trust me Akane. I have every intention of treating you exactly like a real martial artist."

Akane was a little confused about the way Ranma said that, but decided to drop it as Ranma took his place across from her.

She decided to test Ranma and threw her first punch. Ranma dodged as usual and Akane started getting mad. She started throwing her punches with increasing fury. she started to tell Ranma off about lieing to her. He wasn't taking her seriously after all.

"Ranma you jerk! Stop dodg-OOF"

Akane barely registurd Ranma's fist in her gut. She barely registered that Ranma was holding her up off the dojo floor with said fist. After a moment Ranma spoke, calmly and with out any friendlyness.

"I told you that I would take you seriously as a martial artist. I have given you plenty of chances to improve your speed. Since you have made it clear that you do not wish to train as I have tried to teach you, then we will be moving on to something else."

With that Ranma allowed Akane's body to hit the ground. She atarted to sit up and looked into Ranma's now glowing eyes. For the first time since she had known him, Akane saw pure and total hatred behind those eyes. Akane was afraid.

"What...?"

"I believe that I'll start with toughness and endurance training. Real martail artists get hit often and very hard. You'll just have to get use to it..."

Akane tried to scream, but Ranma's punched drove the air from her body.

OOOOO

Dr Tofu went to his door as he heard the pounding. It must be an emergency. The good doctor opened his door and gasped when he looked down and saw the beaten form of Akane Tendo. She was unconsious and had a note. It read simply...

"This is more than the BITCH deserves..."

Dr Tofu quickly brought Akane inside and got too work. As he began treating wounds and resetting bones he had to wonder. Who ever had done this was actually trying to put Akane threw as much pain as possible without the wounds being to lasting.

Who could do this to Akane? Who would do this to Akane? Everyone knew that Ranma may very well kill anyone who harmed her.

OOOOO

Shampoo was smiling. She was hoping to see her beloved Ranma later today. Right now Shampoo was enjoying her break since Cologne had closed early due to slow bussiness.

Shampoo was brought out of her thoughts by a very familiar voice.

"Hey Shampoo."

Shampoo turned to her beloved and glomped him. She didn't know how long she had until he released himself, but she planned to enjoy it until then. She began to wonder what was taking him so long when she felt him place his arms around her and held her tight. Shampoo was in shock.

"Airen?"

"Shh. No words Shampoo, or I'll leave."

Shampoo only nodded and held Ranma more. FINALLY! She had finally won him over. Shampoo's smile increased when she felt Ranma start to carress her back. Shampoo wanted to confess her undying love for Ranma, but remain silent as he requested.

She was surprised again when she felt Ranma start to carress her butt and send shivers up her spine. Shampoo reveled in the feeling. She had never known Ranma to be this forward before. She might have protested to the public display, but he had won her hand in combat after all. She was his and it was about time that he realised it.

Shampoo's eyes widen when one of Ranma's hands slipped to the front of her dress and actually started to carress one of her breats.

"Airen-"

"I said quiet Shampoo."

Shampoo was a little confused. If it had been anyone else except her husband, she would have killed them. But Ranma was her husband by Amazon law, so he had every right to play with her body. Shampoo was just getting a little embaressed about the public display.

"I could fuck you right here and you'd let me, wouldn't you... slut."

Shampoo let go and looked up into Ranma's eyes. She saw the look in them and realised something was very wrong.

"That not nice name call Shampoo, Airen."

Ranma got a smirk on his face that truely sent fear threw her body. This wasn't the Ranma she knew.

"Who are you?"

Shampoo started to get into a stance, when she suddenly found that her arms were being pinned behind her back. She hadn't even seen Ranma move.

"Looks like I win again, little slut. I think that I'll enjoy my prize now thank you."

Shampoo realised that she was at the mercy of this stranger. She was walked near a wall. Then it happened.

This Ranma suddenly pressed himself into her and held her with only one arm. The other he brought around the front and began fondling her again.

'STOP IT!"

Shampoo suddenly found herself rammed into the wall.

"I said be quiet, or I'll have to break you before I have my fun."

This was enough to silence Shampoo's protests. slowly she started to cry as the man continued molesting her breasts. He then moved his hand inside her dress and started squeezing hard enough to leave bruises. This wasn't about pleasure anymore, it was about control.

Shampoo almost gave a cry for joy when he remove his hand fromher dress. The joy was replaced by fear as she felt the hand on her leg. It began rising slowly and moving to her inner legs. Shampoo began thrashing about. She no longer cared about a little pain anymore.

She screamed as her arms were nearly ripped out of their sockets from where the man captured them. He had yet to stop his other hand.

Shampoo broke down into tears as she felt this man start to caress her over her panties. She had been saving herself for the man she planned to married. SHe could not believe that she was being soiled in such a fashion.

She began to pray for a miracle, she would even give up Ranma, if only someone would stop this man. She suddely felt his erection pressing threw his pants and her dress into her ass. For one last time she screamed as she felt him move her panties to the side and started caressing her petals.

She had given up hope when I voice called out.

"Leave her alone demon!"

Shampoo barely turned her head and made out her great grandmother. She seemed hurt, very hurt. That was the last thing Shampoo saw for a while. Ranma released her arms and drove her head into the wall with much greater force than before. She'd live, but wouldn't awaken for a while.

"I wasdone with her anyways. Slut like her was no contest to get into her panties. You know you can't win right now, and you need to take care of Shampoo. Take her."

And with that, Ranma walked of in search of more... victims

OOOOO

Author's notes:

Am I getting sufficiently evil yet?

Are you all enjoying what's happening?

Don't miss more to come. It starts getting really wierd when Mother arrives...