I have returned.
After school and working out at Philmont I finnaly have some time to write. I have about two monthes before I disappear again so i will try to put out as many chapters as I can in that time. I will not let this one die before its done.
Now to continue where I left off.
WARNING WARNING WARNING EXTREME VILONCE AND LANGUAGE.
One with the story.
Chapter 7. Good news, Bad news, and Vengeance
Diclaimer: Insert standed disclaimer here because I am a lazy bum.
Akane screamed in pain as the bullit hit her.
As her scream echoed through out the base two sets od ears heard. One was here husbands and the others belonged to a wanderer.
"Akane" Ranma yelled as he ran in the direction of the scream. He knew that she had been shot. He could feel it. Running as fast as he could he pas several terrorist, dropping to a firing he started lay down fire. When the terrorists saw there comrads start dropping they ducked behind a building. Spotting a group of SAS troopers moving toward him he used hand signals to tell them where the terrorist where hiding. While they where moving into position to attack, Ranma moved on ashured that the troopers could handle them. He kept on moving to where he heard the sound ofn his wife's scream when he heard a familiar voice shout "YOU BASTERED, DIE"
near the hospital.
Akane lay on the ground bleeding. She been shot before but it didn't hurt like this. She was having troule breathing when she looked down she saw that she had been shot in the chest. She could feel the pain from her collapsed lung. It was like nothing she had felt before. When she looked back up she saw the terrorist who had shot her advancing toward her.
"Your scream will not save you. Your time has come."
"Why are you doing this?" Akane asked.
"Why? You want to know why? You want to know why I fight these people? Because they killed my family. One of there so called smart bombs missed and killed my wife and children. My son was nine and my daughter only three. I loved my wife. They where all taken from me while I was teaching a class. I heard the bomb going off from my class room. When I got home there was hardly anything of them left for me to hold and bury. That is why I fight. To take away from these people what they took from me. Now it is your turn." The man said as he raised his rifle. He was about to pull the trigger when he heard someonr shout at him.
"YOU BASTERED, DIE" This person wearing a yellow shirt with black pants, he also had the largest pack the terrorist had ever seen. The crazy thing that he saw was the umbrella. Which the man in the yellow shirt openned with a flick of his wrist and sent it flying at him in the same action. The terrorist barley managed to duck out of the way, but the others Who where hiding behind the cornor where not as lucky as the umbrella cut through the builing and through them. When the terrorist looked at the man who had thrown the umbrella he saw him catch it. He closed it and put it on top of his pack before he came up to him. The man lifted him off the ground. "Now it's your turn to die. No one hurts the ones that I care for and lives, got that." The man then pulled his arm back to crush his skull in.
/Ryoga don't/ Akane said. Its not worth it. she was having trouble talking due to her collapsed lung. She knew that she had to get help soon. It's better if he's alive . She was in real trouble now. Her vision begane to fade and then went blank as she passed out.
/AKANE /Ryoga shouted when he saw her pass out. He knocked the terrorist uncounctious and dropped him on the ground. He was picking Akane up whenhe saw Ranma come running aoung the building. She's black out, I'm taking her inside he said as he turned for the hospital door.
/Okay go ahead/ he was about to follow when he saw a group of about five terrorist run around the corner of a building across he street. They where heading towards a gate when Ranma aimed his weapon at them and yelled at them to surrender. When they stopped and started shooting at him he returned fire. When all of them fell dead, he got up and ran for the hospital doors.
Central Office, Hereford England. Eight hours later.
"Sir, I do believe that we have the situation under control. Our loses where 75 dead with 125 wounded, a lot of them where shot down in the begining. The terrorist had with them 450 men, all of whom are dead except one who was knocked out by a Japanese gentleman who some how managedto get on base." The corperal reprted before being dismissed.
Hospital
Akane was coming out of a haze. Everthing was fuzy, all she could see where some white spots. Slowly they turned into lights and she realized that she was looking at the ceiling of a hospital. She then noticied something poking at her right arm, when she looked over there she saw that she was hooked up to an IV. She then noticed someone sitting int he chair next too her. As her vision cleared more she could see that it was Ranma. Ranma she called out, but it didn't come out right due to her throat being partched. It felt like a desert on here mouth so that all that came out was a moan. Ranma then woke up out of the nap he was in and saw that she was finnaly awake.
/Hold on Akane, I'll call the doc and get you some water/ said Ranma as he got up out of his chair. After Akane had come out of sugery, he had stayed with her the entire time. The only time that he had been a way from her wa when she was in operating room, he had been debriefed during that time and had gotten back just as she was being wheeled to her room. He had sat down in the chair next to her and had fallen asleep right away. After he had gotten up he went over to the door and called for a doctor. He then turned around and poured some water out of a pitcher into a cup and handed it to Akane. After Akane took a big drink she handed the cup back to Ranma.
/About how long was I out/ Akane asked. She still had a little trouble breathing.
/About eight hours. the doctors had in reinflate one of your lungs after they sewed it up. You came close to dying Akane, the only time you came closer was when I defeated Saffron./ Ranma told her. /The doc said that it was a close one. He said that if it been any farther to the left it would have hit an artery and you would have bleed to death in a matter of minutes./ About that time the doctor came in and took a loke at the charts.
"Well Mrs Saotome, you look to be doing better. You too Mr. Saotome. I see that you got some sleep. The doctor pointed out. Well I do have some news, both the good and the bad kind so I'll start with the bad. If thats okay with you? the doctor asked.
"Go ahead doctor, we're used to bad news." Akane said, there was still some pain in her voice.
"Well first off your going to be here for a while. As you husband told you your lung was defalted. Now we fixed that, but it will be a few days before your on your feet again. It will alos hirt to talk for awhile so don't talk all that often."
"And the good news doc?" Ranma asked.
"Well I have two bites of good news. First Akane, You should be out of here in about a week. The second piece of good news is that there will be a pair of parents here in about eight monthes." said the doctor. Ranma and Akane just looked at him him startled looks. He just loved it when gave good news to his patiants.
"Doc are you saying that Akane is...?" Ranma asked, he couldn't bring himself to say the last word.
"Yup, About three weeks along I should say." The doctor replied calmly, not knowing who he was talking to. He suddenly found himself being picked up and being held in the tightest hug of his life. The hug lasted about 1.2 seconds before he fell to the floor. When he looked up he saw the couple holding each other in a tight embrace. "Don't hug her too hard or you'll tear her stiches." He doctor commanded.
"I'm sorry doc. I won't. In fact I won't let anything happen her. I promise." Ranma said. He stood up as tall as he could. Looking as proud as he could.
Akane just layed there with outa sound. She was astounded. They had taken all the precautions. After awhile she came to accept the fact that she was going to be a mom. "I don't believe it. I'm going to a mother, and Ranma, your going to be a father." Akane said slowly.
"I know Akane, and I promise you this; I won't train him, or her, like pop trained me." Ranma promised her. "I think I can come up with some less intensive training meathods."
"You better. I don't want our kid to go through what you went through." said Akane. She was having a little more trouble talking.
"Okay, thats enough talking for now. Why don't you ge some rest. The more you rest the faster that you'll heal." Suggessted the doctor. "Mr. Saotome, I suggest that you tell your family. I think that they are waiting for you in the lobby."
"I will doc, thanks. I'll be right back Akane. I promise." Ranma said as he left the room.
The waiting room
When Ranma entered the waiting room he saw his entire family. The only one who was missing was Doctor Tofu. 'He must be helping with the wounded.' Thought Ranma as he stepped in. Almost at oncethe entire family jumped up and started asking him questions. He simply put his hand up and waited for them to quite down. When the they finnaly quited down Ranma begane to explain what the doctor had told them. He saved the best part for last. The doctor also told us one other thing.
/What is it son/ asked Soun, a fountian was getting ready to explode out of his eyes.
/Well, there is going to be one more addition to this family./ Ranma said with pride.
/Are you saying that I'm going to be a grandmother/ Nadoka asked with a happy look in her eyes. She was already thinking of ways to spoil her grandchild.
/Yes I am. Akane is pregant, about three weeks./ Ranma said with even more pride. Soun erupted in a torent of water works, glad that he was going to be a grandfather. Nabiki and Kasumi glomped Ranma. Genma swept Nadoka into a kiss to end all kisses. Suddenly Ryoga burst through the wall. He had the news from down the hall. The man who he was tied to so he wouldn't get lost being dragged behind him looking stunned.
/I heard from down the hall. Is it true/ He asked Ranma.
/Yes, its true. I'm going to be a father./ Ranma told him.
/Congragulatons./ Ryoga said as he shook Ranma'a hand and then pulled him into a hug push the two girls out of the way.
Rainbow HQ.
"I can't believe it. I just can't. Who would have the balls to attack us here?" Chavez asked in Clarkc office. The debreifing had taken several hours. Their fight in the armory had been the stuff of legands. They had fought off three waves of attacks. Third had been the most brutal. They had come at them with about 50 men. The last wave had been preceded with RPGs. Most of the walls where destroyed. Home and Dieter had gotten on the roof and laid down sniper fire. About 75 men had fallen to their skill with their weapons. They had also provided warning about when the terrorist where coming. Chavez remebered when they had been forced to the second floor. When the enemy entered the ground floor they launched a counter attack. Coming down the stairs while the troopers upstairs laid down a rain of fire. Oso had been the most effective with the SAW. He remebered the look of Oso with about fifteen belts strung togeather laying down a constint stream of accurate fire. He had stopped the second wave almost single handed.
Even though they had brought down the wrath of God down on their enemies, they had not walked away untouched. Oso, Homer, Dieter, and several others had been wounded when they drew fire away from the others. The good news was that they where going to make it.
"I know what you mean. I think that they wanted to get a blow in. Well they did and we're going to hunt them down. All of them.
Thats it for now folks. I intend to write more often now that I have the time. I should be able to slam out a chapter a week, but no promises. All my works will go on hold for a few monthes when I go into the service.
I'm glad that I have time to sit down and do something very relaxing. Yes sitting down, writting stories, and listing to music calms me down after a long, hard day.
Now I leave you with some parting advice.
Don't let anyone hold you back or tell you that you can't do anything. Not even yourself.
Keep your stick on the ice.