Assassin Drones: The original saga
Silent Invasion Arc. De Arimasu!
By Alex Young
The Tendo residence, 6:00 am. May 6, 2002
Happosai had been unusually quiet for the past week, and the anything goes martial arts patriarchs were discussing the results from Kasumi's visits to Dr. Tofu ever since his startling confession to her. "So far, so good, Saotome." Soun Tendo conversed. "The good doctor's goofiness around her has been considerably toned down ever since he let his emotions out, Tendo." Genma Saotome replied knowing that Dr. Tofu and Kasumi will have no brighter a future together than several thousand suns after their certain marriage now that he's an awful lot less destructive around her
"Speaking of happy days, we haven't heard from the master since we've hog tied him to save all the women from his lechery at all, Saotome." Soun remarked citing their master's absence. "In any case, let's go out for an early morning drink, Tendo. You know, to commemorate her near future engagement." Genma proposed, with which the fathers went out to the local bar. However, the shadow that was Happosai began glaring at the fathers as they embarked on their trip to the bar. "Oh, we shall see about that, now won't we?" He hissed fiendishly with black summoning scroll in hand as he continued shadowing his disciples.
At Soun and Genma's favorite martial arts bar, 10:00 am
"Ooooooh, yesssssss! Saotome hic." Soun hiccuped drunkenly as he and his companion guzzled some more booze down the hatch. "Anybody who can take down our two grandmasters here get's a free drink, on the house!" The bartender announced as many inebriated contenders stood up to charge the patriarchs. Soun and Genma engaged the crowd with fists flying. Genma executed a spin kick on one patron, while Soun grapple tossed another out the window. "Whaddre you loocchin at? A third sneered before the patriarchs kneed him into a wall.
"Aah, just another day in the office." The bartender mused as Happosai began to walk in and douse his summoning scroll with sake, struck a match, and lit the whole scroll on fire. "Happo summoning; RELEASE!" With that, a thick, black fog exploded in the chaos of the bar, and this same pair of vicious red eyes from earlier opened fixated on Soun and Genma. An ox's hoof stomped on the ground in the smoke, thereby grabbing the martial artist father's attention. "ATTACK!" Happosai commanded and the summoned monstrosity closed in on its intended targets bellowing in a long, low tone like a very irate ox.
In a local park on the way home from Furinkan high, 2:00 pm
"The moment I woke up, pops wasn't there! In fact, he and Mr. Tendo have been gone all damn day! I mean, where could they have gone off, to?" Ranma ranted out of concern for his father, Genma. As much as Ranma hated the guy at times, he didn't want to see him dead somewhere in a roadside ditch. Ranma wore a gray on black, long sleeve, two tone shirt with the sleeves black and the rest gray for contrast.
"Yeah, Ranma. I mean honestly, what could dad and Mr. Saotome be drinking to be gone all day? Hell, Kasumi even had to call in sick just to fill the huge gap left behind." Akane replied in wholehearted agreement with Ranma. "RRRRRRRRRRAAAANNNMMMAAAA SSSAAAOOOTTTOOMMEEEEYAAAH!" Kuno whooped as he descended on Ranma with his usual murderous intent, and his bokken drawn.
Ranma, of course, knocked the then airborne Kuno down onto the ground with a high spin kick to the lower jaw. After which a familiar "Prepare to die, Ranma!" rang out behind him. Ranma raised his back fists, crossed them, and swung them behind him, connecting them to his two aggressors' left and right hips. "What the!? Ryoga? Mousse? I dunno what the hell you're tryin ta pull here, but I could see it comin from miles away, so just give it the fuck up already, will ya!?" Ranma snarled as he grappled Kuno by the neck of his violet upper haori.
"Lecherous sorcerer, we know what thou hast done to Akane TendOOOOOWWWFF!" "CUT THE CRAP ALREADY!" Ranma screamed as he slapped kuno across the cheek. "I SHALT NOT FIND MINE SELF SMOTE BY A DANGEROUS LECHER SUCH AS THYSELF!" Kuno spat defiantly in return. "You best own up to what you did to Akane, you monster!" "That's the reason why I fought to keep you away from Shampoo!" Ryoga and Mousse growled before a furious Akane grabbed them both by the backs of their necks.
"I'M TELLIN YA, I'M FUCKIN INNOCENT OF THIS BULLSHIT, OKAY!?" Ranma spat back doubly defiant in his stance. "He touched me, yeah, but only because he loves me! Nothing more!" Akane snarled to Kuno's henchmen for hire. "See, Kuno? Why can't you just get a clue that neither Akane, nor your 'pig tailed girl' are interested in ya?" Ranma finished as his ears picked up the bellow of a bull from a distance. This perked his interest as another, much more intense bellow closed in on him.
"RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, SON!" "Dad?" Akane pondered as a huge fireball chased the patriarchs all the way over to where Ranma and Kuno were into their argument. "Moh, fer the love of. Hang on, Akane!" Ranma commanded as he rushed to Akane's side, scooped her up as though giving a piggy back ride, and sped off towards the fathers. "COME BACK I SAY! COME BACK AND OWN UP TO THINE MOST HEINOUS OFFENSE TOWARDS AKANE TENDO POST HASTE!" Kuno snarled after Ranma as he realized that the fireball didn't just sound like an angry ox, it was an angry ox.
On top of that, it was created and summoned by Happosai to take revenge on the two fathers for hog tying him to a tree trunk on Kasumi's birthday. The alchemy necessary to create the demon Greek fire ox was not in itself evil, but was being used for a nefarious purpose by Happosai. Ranma Leapt on top of the ox's head, while Akane caught Happosai by surprise in whacking him on the head with her trademark mallet. Ranma spun high in the air and landed a double legged kick on the ox's ass propelling it into Ranma's rival threesome.
It was then that Kuno had suffered the absolute unthinkable; an accidental kiss to the lips from Happosai! Needless to say, both parties were the losers in rejection. "Blech, nothing like the taste of a man to turn you right off!" Happosai retched disgustedly. "RRRRGGH TO THINK THAT MINE FIRST KISS WOULD BE FROM AN EVEN MORE DANGEROUS LECHER SUCH AS HAPPOSAI!" Kuno boomed in anger as he called his comrades to join him as he charged at Happosai.
"ARE YOU READY TO DIE!? HURRRRRRAAAAAATAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT- TAT! KHAT! KHAT! KHAATAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT!" Kuno screeched in his trademark rapid fire sword thrust technique. Ryoga and Mousse rejoined the fray as the ox gored Kuno in the groin and breathed Greek fire on the Kuno's companion musketeers, to which Kuno responded by stabbing the ox in the upper chest. The bokken slid right through the chest after some 20 seconds.
Ranma on the other hand was already on the sidelines checking on the anything goes patriarchs. "Hey, pops! You alright?" Ranma queried in concern for his father's safety. "Well son, We've really ought to learn not to tamper with our master. Isn't that right, Saotome?" Soun replied. "Agreed, hoooh Tendo." Genma panted. "Geez. If it ain't one thing, it's another." Ranma groaned in delivery of a face palm for both fathers.
All the while, Kuno and company lost very badly to the Greek fire ox in the background. "Myeheheheheh now you get yours, Ranma!" Happosai cackled as he charged his ox in Ranma's direction, to which Ranma braced himself for some serious bovine bedlam. Just then, a twinkle appeared behind his right shoulder. With it came a kusarigama attached to a silk fiber cable. The kusarigama cut tree behind him at the trunk, and Ranma tackled Akane and ducked under the blade.
The kusarigama motioned towards the ox's left side, and stabbed it in the left portion of its abdomen. All of a sudden, another weapon, this time a large, dangerous looking, four bladed throwing star sliced some brush on Ranma's left side. The shuriken broke up into four, individual blades, all goring the ox in the right. The blades also had cables attached to them.
"Windmill triple attack!" A figure called out jumping from the forest behind Ranma, then casting a thick spear up into the air. The spear spread out into a net with kunai bound by chains at each intersection. The heavy metal net landed on the ox with all three weapons striking in rapid succession, all three coming from the very same figure, along with a very special tag; a sealing tag.
The tag landed on top of and stuck itself to the ox's upper jaw, to which the figure, apparently a younger teenager with a ponytail down past her waist clad in ninja garb performed a snake-rat-horse-snake-boar-ram-ox-tiger hand sign combo. "Ninja art; sealing, Lightning style; burning electrolysis jutsu!" The young girl commanded as the ox found itself alight in electricity. Just then, the ox felt itself being sucked in by the sealing tag, and it spaghettified after a few seconds.
The result of all that; the ox was completely sealed into the tag, leaving it black with the kanji in blood red saying "Sealed ox." Just then a light breeze caused the tag to flutter about in the wind. "Ooh man, just when I had the sealing right this time!" The girl exclaimed. "Doesn't matter now, cuz if ya hadn'a come in to seal the ox, I'dve been toast!" Ranma reassured. "I'm Ranma, by the way." Ranma introduced as he held out his hand.
"I'm Koyuki Azumaya: Mantis of the hidden leaf." The girl, named Koyuki replied. "Ya know somethin, Why don'tcha stop by our house sometime, Sound alright with you?" Ranma offered, "Sure, why not." Koyuki accepted as she bounded off. "C'mon Akane, Let's go home." Ranma breezed to Akane. "W-what have you done to my vengeance?" Happosai sobbed before getting slammed to the ground by a fist from Ranma.
"Aaaahh suck it up, old letch." Ranma sneered in contempt as he carried Happosai with his left armpit. "You tell our master, boy." "Besides, we have much to discuss with him about getting revenge." Genma and Soun agreed as Ranma and the gang resumed their homeward bound journey. However, the sealing tag continued fluttering in the air, eventually stopping near the intake of a Chevrolet El Camino monster truck, driven by an agent of Xiu Wong's codenamed "El Toro."
The tag got sucked into the intake as El Toro revved his engine, and shredded itself in the combustion chamber. This unleashed the ink of the ox formerly contained in the now destroyed tag, thereby contaminating the car, along with El Toro. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT!?" He cried as the black ink made contact with the driver as well as the car through the air vents (guess that's one way to attain a molecule morph).
Rip Rat had just caught wind of what had just transpired and chanced a look. It was then that Rip Rat got a true glimpse of what had resulted; The monster truck had bull horns on its nose, and it could open its mouth much like any other attack packer. "What the fuck are you looking at?" The truck queried with all his usual hostility. "Hey, El Toro, make that Kill Toro, welcome to the rat pack." Rip Rat offered as Kill Toro motioned to accept and join Rip Rat on the hunt for Radon and Ranko.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Osaka
Radon was out in the woods firing clay pigeons to be shot with plastic dummy rounds, so as to hone his shooting skills as inexpensively as possible. Radon wore an iris colored polo shirt, and casual khakis in his afternoon practice shooting session. After a while, however, Radon sat down to fine tune his prized sniper revolver. That, along with his semi automatic shotgun, and his Macedonian twin handguns.
The reason being is that he wants his weapons ready and raring to go for when he is assigned the next job. He dismantled the clay pigeon shooting setup after having given his weapons the final ok. Radon's cell phone began to ring as soon as he got on his v twin chopper. He answered the phone, and held it up to his ear.
"Hello there, I would like for you to assassinate someone for me. His name is Yamada Musashi, and he is not pure Kamui. A man by the name of Xiu wong is a Chinese businessman who is controlling him like a puppet, so he can profit from our efforts to fight for Japanese purity. Oh, and just call me 'Mukade,' for anonymity's sake." The caller, dubbed "Mukade" requested. "Assassination? Hey, that's just my line of work! Name your price, and I'm in!" Radon cheered. "How does 100,000,000 yen sound to you?" Mukade offered. "You got your hit, Mukade!" Radon affirmed before hanging up and setting off for his prey on his bike.