A Nautilus Production.

By Capt. Nemo

Well folks I've got some news. I am currently rewriting the first few chapters to make them a little more readable and to correct some minor errors in grammer. I have Natalie-E-G to thank for inspiring me to rewrite those chapters. I will be releasing them as I release new chapters, so hopefully I will have this all done be the end of this month.

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Well, thats about it. I do hope to have more time to work on this, but now its time for those famous words following the normal disclaimer that I now that y'all have memorized so I am NOT going to yas it again.

On with the story

'Nature, she has givin so much of herself to us. Yet we always want more. Even though we tried to save her from the harm that others where causeing her, she took what I charished the most.' the man thought. He was alone in his house, the women he loved was dead. Killed by man and finished by nature. He could still remember how he felt that day when the helicopter left them there to die. He could still see the eyes of the man who had sentienced his love to death. He would pay with his own life and the lives of those around him. His life had changed the day hat she died, the day that the mountian lion had sunk its teeth into her neck, he changed when he killed the mountain lion with his bear hands to avange the one that he loved. She was dead by the time he had killed the cat. He buried he there, at the roots of a tall oak tree, asking nature the preserve her body for the rest of time. After that he was alone, the others had died before she had. They had set out to save nature, but in the end it was what killed them.

He had struck the first blow to the man that had killed her. He didn't now if any of them where dead, but if they wheren't, they would know that some one out there was out to get them, and if they didn't know that, the letter that he had sent the day of the attack would let them know.

Clarks office

Clark had read the letter several times. He couldn't belive it. It had come ten days after the attack. The man had survived the jungle and now he was out to get the ones he loved and the men that served under him. He pick up the letter to read it again.

Dear Mr. Clark.

I am sad to here about the attack on your men. They must have fought bravely to fight off an attack that size, about 450 terrorists is what I hear. They must have truly been pushed to the breaking point after that one. I know they fought men better trained then the ones that they slaughtered on the jungles. The men who where only trying to protect nature, but as I have found out trough the lesson that I was taught in those jungles, nature can take care of herself. As long as we don't interfear with her to much that is.

You are the reason that Carol is dead. She was bitten in the neck by a mountain lion which I killed with my hands. I still bear the scars from that fight. That fight which changed my life forever. It was there in the lions eyes that I saw what I must be in order to destroy those that I hunt. I am letting you know that I will kill you the same way that I killed that lion, with my bare hands, but before I do that I will take away from you those that you care for most. I will mke sure that you feel the pain that I felt when Carol died.

John Brightling

John Clark was not about the threats in the letter come true. He was going to do anything in his power to protect the men that he commanded, his daughter, wife, grandson, and son-in-law. Even though Chavez could protect his family, he still feared for them. His grandson had recently started preschool and was having fun. Someone was willing to take that fun away, and if that did happen, the wrath of Rainbow would come down on them like a tornado from hell.

Saotome house

Akane was watching her husband in the back yard. There was something bothereing him today.

"Ranma, something wrong?" akane asked when she saw her husband expresion. Something was wrong and she could see it his face. Their family had left the day before and now the house was quite once again.

"Just something bugging me thats all. Something is wrong, but I just can't tell what it is. Something tells me that I should know. Something is comeing Akane, something big." Ranma said as he went through a slow series of punches and kicks.

Thats all for today folks.

I know that its short but I thought that chapter should be short. If any of you recognize the person who wrote the letter, you get a treat.

Sorry about the Japanese, but right now this site is being really evil by deleting all my quation martks that I had for them. I will be useing regular marks until I can find a set that works. Sorry.

To Natalie-E-G: Thank you for give me the inspiration to rewrite the first chapters. I am working on improving my writing all the time as you can see fas my chapters progress. You can see that I have come along way in my writing. I have several teachers to thank for that.

To the others. Being able to write is a gift. I was one of the best writers in my class. I didn't start out that way, I started out as one of the worst. I loved to write, but there wasn't enough writing assignments to really bring out the talent the teachers said I had, so I started writing fanfiction to fill the gap. Over time my talent began to grow and I soon became one of the best writeres the teachers had ever seen. While the other students would write short stories that where a page long and hardly readable, mine would be about five pages long and would put every one else to shame. Yes I did get get points taken away for grammer, but the rest of it enough to grab the only A.