Resident Ranma Chapter 3
Disclaimer)- the situations in this story aren't mine, I don't own either the Ranma universe or the Resident Evil one.
Authors notes. Just a short update, hope you enjoy
The creature had massive upper body strength; in fact it looked so top heavy any one who wasn't running for the hills would have to wonder how the hell it remained upright like that. Of course so far anything that stayed close to this particular monster died, a platoon of JSDF marines had attempted to intercept the monster as it headed for the nearest town, firing M4's into its hide, but it had proved futile as the bullets ricocheted off the thick hide, military grade heavy machine guns had only managed to knock it off it's feet before it had charged and smashed through their defensive line, swinging a massive clawed paw it had ripped the head off one of the soldiers before plunging it through the chest of the soldier next to him, clenching its prehensile fingers it pulled with a wet sucking sound. Clutched in its grasp were a number of vital organs, one of the surviving soldiers wretched as a coil of intestine was pulled from the still living soldier and pooled in an ever growing pile at his feet. The injured man keeled over as he watched the monster bring its gore filled paw to its mouth and suck the contents inside, it didn't chew so much as tip its head back and swallow whole leaving blood stains on its white teeth. It licked it's lips as it considered the taste of what it just ate and decided it liked it very much. Looking around through cat like eyes the unnamed and unclassified monster picked its next target, the frozen soldier barely had enough time to scream as it plunged it claws into his back, the claw from it's thumb pierced his chest and the monster picked the still struggling man up. A The soldier desperately tried to fen that gaping teeth lined maw away even as he lost strength, but it proved in vain as it simply chose to close its mouth over the arm and bite it off, blood sprayed all over the creature as the soldier screamed his dying cry of outrage. It had been a long time if ever since the Japanese considered themselves as part of the food-chain in any other place but at the top. The men who'd stood about in stupefied horror suddenly broke and ran which proved to be a mistake as it was a true predator, it wasn't hungry but then again neither are most cats when they kill wildlife indiscriminately. One by one the men died, as the red-skinned monster exulted in its speed and the thrill of the chase.
The last survivor ran across the fields stripping his equipment as fast as he could while maintaining his headlong flight, the gun had already proved useless, and what good were rations and extra clothes if you were dead, losing the sixty pound pack allowed the man to speed up even more, 'I'm going to make it!' He nearly stumbled as he heard it roar behind him and he found even more speed, speed that he hadn't known he possessed. As it was, neither hunter or prey noticed the heavy clouds above; it wouldn't have mattered to either as they played out their roles. Then the rain came down in a sheet of continuous water, the unnamed soldier slipped in the mud and landed hard on his outstretched arms, the right shoulder was dislocated while the arm itself snapped like a twig. He cried out as he rolled over fully expecting his pursuer to be right on top of him, he squinted against the rain as he tried to find it and failed. Had he been spared?
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Ryoga found himself running across a wet muddy field, he could see a man running just ahead of him and winced as the man slipped. He even heard the tearing sound as the arm came out of the socket over the sound of the arm breaking. He had no idea where he was or how he got there or why the man was running from him, all he knew was he was in pig form and he had to find hot water. Or maybe just water would be good as he could taste a coppery yet salty tang in his mouth, if he was having lapses in memory in pig form he didn't want to even think about what he might have eaten that tasted like that.
Ryoga had stopped paying attention to his surroundings for long enough that his direction curse kicked in and he found himself on a sunny street, there was no point trying to figure out where he was as it didn't make any difference to him in the long run. Looking around he tried to figure out where the nearest hot water was and realized he was the center of attention for a mob. It wasn't like any mob he'd ever seen before though, they all had these white eyes that freaked him out, if he was in his human form he'd show them what for but as a little pig he knew that fear was one of the last things he inspired. Deciding that valour was the better part of honour he made a break for the only gap he could see, tiny hooves clicking on the tile floor he made the door just before the mob was able to cut him off, he hit the lower pane of glass and was inside the building before he realized where he was, he could smell the steam in the rooms beyond with his preternaturally powerful nose. Not waiting to find out if anyone was around to pay for the bath he made a beeline for the entrance to the men's side avoiding a pair of hands as the person he assumed was the caretaker of the premises tried to stop the filthy pig from entering into the bath itself. Had Ryoga been less focused on the hot water he might have seen the white eyes and had a clue that he would have been in more trouble than he ever wanted to contemplate, not that he knew what the white eyes meant. Letting out a Bweee of bliss the pig launched itself into the air and landed in the hot water somewhere near the middle of the expanse of steaming liquid.
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The monster looked around the enclosed area as it tried to figure out with its primitive mind why it was up to its haunches in hot water, it could tell that it didn't matter in the least though as it could sense a large number of the tasty creatures it'd been hunting earlier, something was different about them though they smelled different. Something stirred in its brain as it recalled carrion, where that came from it didn't stop to ponder, it was after all a predator with a predators mind. The hunger tore through its brittle mind as it began to move towards the largest concentration of scent around it. The wall tore like tissue paper as it removed the only obstacle between it and its next meal, great ropes of saliva dribbled from its chin as it watched the figures before it back away. This was right, it was predator and they were prey and they knew it.
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A long way to the north a number of corpses twitched as they began to reanimate, the only one that remained still was lacking its head. He was the lucky one, his death had been relatively clean, apart from the stains in his pants that is. The sole survivor of the monsters attack tried to salvage the radio gear to warn headquarters, lifting the set by its straps he yelped in surprise as the base feel out and the fragile electronics within shattered against the tarmac behind their sandbags. Sighing he decided the next move would be a mobile phone, unfortunately he'd left his behind in barracks when they mobilized. Reaching down he checked the corpse of Corporal Ishiga for his mobile, the headless corpse wasn't wearing his phone either. Deciding to check the others he squeamishly approached the nearest body, Private Tetsuo looked almost peaceful if one failed to consider the gaping hole where his chest used to be. Koukin Amagashi, private first class shivered as his fingers brushed the material of the dead mans uniform. He was just reaching the flap of a pocket where he knew the private kept his mobile, against regulations, when he felt something change.
Looking down he watched carefully, there, just a slight movement that was sure to be the work of the wind, then a more definite movement as the hand of the dead man began to clench pulling a small pile of dirt into the centre of a fist. Koukin wasn't a coward by a long shot of the imagination, neither was he stupid, corpses don't move by themselves. If this was a trick it was in really bad taste and when he found out who was responsible he'd let them have a piece of his mind. When the corpse opened sightless eyes and swiveled its head to track him he decided it was no joke and bolted like a startled rabbit. Heading into town to contact headquarters and request backup, stronger weapons or extraction he was surprised when he was only asked to confirm his location. An hour later an F-15E flew overhead at a little under two thousand feet, a large black canister was dropped as the planes wings swept back and it began a steep accelerated climb out, the canister released a parachute and began to descend towards the small township on the shore of Lake Biwa. Thinking that HQ had released materiel for him he ran towards his supply canister never suspecting that it was anything but what he was expecting. PFC Amagashi was almost at the drop zone when there was a blinding flash from above, he had nearly a whole one hundredth of a second to consider what it meant before the wave of superheated oxygen flashed through his mind and the rest of him leaving nothing behind. That day the first of many towns would be struck with oxygen bombs, fifteen thousand souls perished, and not one of them rose again.
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Authors notes)- Some people have complained about inconsistencies in story, i.e. the fact Ryoga, a strong ki user has been infected. Why you ask. Well that's a secret, for now though I will explain later when the NWC finds out the hard way. The curse as you see is still active, again with the why. Well just because. On the other hand, I'll tell you why he is still himself as the pig but a mindless monster when he's the, er….monster. The T-virus cuts access to the forebrain, meaning the victim whether mutant or zombie, and there is a difference, can only access it's primitive mind, it doesn't however destroy the persons forebrain so Ryoga is still in there, watching what he's doing. When the curse activates Ryoga's forebrain is forced back into the primitive sections of the pigs brain, as pigs don't have well developed frontal lobes. That means he is actually Ryoga as a pig and a monster when he deactivates the curse with hot water.