Drawn Lines: Choice
Author: Zaeo
Editor: Jimbocat
Ranma Owner Credits
Ranma : Ranma is the creation and owned by Rumiko Takahashi.
General Overview
Summary: After eleven-year-old Ranma fell into Nyannīchuan otherwise known as the Spring of drowned Girl at Jusenkyo. Lines between several families, several different people, and the government of Japan begin to become blurred and drawn. Alternate Universe. Complete
Type of Story:
Type of Story: Short. Conflict. Start. Series.
Authors Note:
Authors Note: I hope you enjoy this ongoing story.
Story Warning: Most stories are written with a more serious plot element in mind and very few if any are light plot stories. Many stories touch upon adult issues and can have heavy conflict. In the cases of world building difficult topics may be brought up to help the story build the universe. The stories are set in from a variety of topics with the intention for conflicts of all kinds to be meaningfully solved for the most part in each story. Note that unless I state another warning all kinds of sexual situations won't occur directly in any individual story beyond holding and kissing. Even then said story is likely to have the adult content warning and any scenes censored for this site.
Prologue: Can't Run
Eleven-year-old Ranma Saotome swam out of the cursed pool of water that was known as Nyannīchuan otherwise known as the Spring of drowned Girl. Her black hair hung on her back. Her black eyes looked confused, worried, and scared at the same time. She wore a red shirt, black pants, socks, and sneakers.
Ranma climbed out and looked at the Jusenkyo Guide Mr. Aiguo Luó with slight worry on her face with fear, indignation, and shock.
Ranma looked all around and saw several pools of water around The Cursed Springs of Jusenkyo. Several bamboos were high into the air, and she trembled as she thought back to moments ago both her and her father were fighting on them. She saw a dirt road that led to a hut in the distance.
Mr. Luó gave her a slight frown. His brown hair hung onto his shoulders. His beady brown eyes gave her a look over. He wore a black dress shirt, pants, socks, and sneakers. He handed her a red towel with his left hand. His right hand held a black smartphone. He saw Ranma begin to dry herself off.
"I have informed Elder Kho Lon, honored customers," explained Mr. Luó. "She'll explain what comes next," as he saw Genma Saotome walk over. "My advice is to not run…"
"To hell with that," roared Genma as his anger showed. Genma's black hair hung to his shoulders. His black eyes showed his rage. He wore a white Gi, socks, and sneakers. He had a large black backpack on his back. He carried a smaller black backpack in his right hand.
"Who is Elder Kho Lon?" Ranma asked as she dried herself off. She shivered as some water flew off her wet clothes.
"Doesn't matter," shouted Genma as he walked over to Ranma. "We are going now…"
"Okay, Pops," obeyed Ranma as she looked up at her father.
"I wouldn't," advised Mr. Luó as he shook his head. "The governments will track you down and then you'll be in trouble."
"Gotcha," exhaled Ranma as she trembled. "This sounds like trouble," as she saw her father begin to lose his temper even more.
"It is very much a serious issue," lectured Mr. Luó as he waved his right index finger. "At this time, you are not in trouble Mr. Saotome, but if you run…"
"Like I care," snapped Genma. He bent down and was about to pick up Ranma when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw…
Genma, Ranma, and Mr. Luó saw a woman with long white hair that fell to her waist. Her green eyes showed her authority. She wore a black blouse, skirt that fell to her knees, socks, and sneakers. She held a long wooden staff in her right hand.
"I'd advise you not to flee, Mr. Saotome," exhaled the mysterious woman. "My name is Elder Kho Lon," as she walked closer. "Your government of Japan has already been informed," as she looked serious. "Your flight to return to Japan has already been arranged…" She took another step forward. "We have a lot to discuss and do…Come with me…"