Random Fight scene
A/N: ...I have no idea where I was going when I wrote this. No owny the Ranma
"GAH!" A crushing blow, straight to the sternum. Ranma was sent flying back, crashing through a tree and imbedding into a wall, where he hung for a moment before sliding to the ground. "What power…" He thought, blinking the spots out of his eyes.
"Che." His opponent spat on the ground as she approached, disdain and…disappointment?...flickering through her eyes. "Is this the limit of the mighty Ranma Saotome, God among men, Slayer of Saffron, Defender of honor?" She lashed out with a kick, folding his body in half with the strength behind it and sending him through the brick wall in an explosion of dust and mortar. "Pathetic."
Ranma groaned as he pulled himself out of the crater. He coughed and spat out a bit of blood. "This is bad. Everything I try, anything I do. It's like she knows what I'm thinking and has a counter for it." Standing on slightly shaky knees, he stood in a modified horse stance. "What's it to you lady? Ya attacked me out of nowhere, ya know?"
She blurred, and Ranma suddenly found himself on his back, staring up at the crimson haired beauty. "You fool. You keep fighting me. Rejecting me for no other reason than honor." She snarled at word as if it were a c-c-c-c-c-c-c-ca-demon spawn from hell. "I know more then you could possibly imagine, Saotome." Grabbing the front of his shirt, she roughly yanked him up so she could glare eye to eye. "And you know what? I am sick and fucking TIRED OF IT!!!!" Roaring out in anger, she headbutted him and then launched him through another building.
Wracked with the pain of being beaten like a drum, Ranma had one clear thought as he lay in the wreckage of the car he had just slammed into. "Her eyes…were blue." He was losing badly, he knew it. But he didn't want to win, either. It was a strange feeling that he contemplated with a growing calm as he stood back from his mind, opting to simply watch himself be thrown all over the place, as his muscle memory kept trying to fight back. "They were blue…but sad."
"Fist of the Imperial Chestnuts roasting on an Open Fire!" A thousand blows rained down on his already broken and beaten form, even as he struggled to stay conscious. "Fight me, dammit! I'm not just another challenger; I will be your end! FIGHT ME!" She cupped her hands at her sides as they started to glow an unearthly red. "Pride of the Fierce Tiger revised: Wrath of the scorned woman!"
Ranma's eyes widened as a veritable beam of Chi energy was projected from his opponent's hands. "Shit!" He returned his full focus to the fight and leapt out of the way, but his battered body didn't quite make it all the way. He screamed as his leg was tagged and the nerve feedback nearly knocked him out a second time.