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Well, here is Akane's Revenge 1.4, it's just started, please ignore the
misspellings, they will slowley get fixed. I wanted to do another 3 - 5
chapters before i reposted, but the demand from you was to great! here is
the first version of chapter 5, heheh ehehee. ENJOY.
This version has allot of the spelling / gramer fixed
Everyone here is RT's & Viz's, if you want to sue me, please do, maby I
will be able to meat RT that way. NOTE: this is a new style im writeing
in, the correct style ( I think ). You be the judge NOTE: other stuff has
bin changed / fixed from the first four chapters.
Akane's Revenge
Japan | Tokyo | Furinkan High | 3:05 P.M.
1
School had just let out at Furinkan. Ranma was taking great care
to avoid Akane; they'd gotten into another big fight on the way to school.
At lunch, he refused to eat the meal that she'd specially prepared for
him, claiming "I'd like to live long enough to see dinner." That made her
mad enough to punch him through the cafeteria wall.
When school ended, Ranma darted out of class before Akane could
even ask where he was going. Now outside the schoolyard, it was smooth
sailing; at *least* till the next time he saw Akane. Deciding to take a
shortcut home through an alley Ranma turned to see a startled Ryoga
walking towards him. "How did you get all the way out here?", the confused
Ryoga asked.
"What are you doing here *P-Chan*?" Ranma said sarcasticly.
"Huh, what, how dare you call me that," shouted the visibly angry
Ryoga. Ranma just smiled, he'd gotten the desired effect.
"Ranma," Ryoga shouted as he lifted a trash can above his head.
"I cannot allow you to marry Akane," Ryoga said as he let lose with
his improvised weapon.
Ranma easily dodged the deadly can. "That was really sad, even for
you," Ranma joked. Ryoga was now a mixture of surprised and outraged at
what the still living Ranma had just said. "That's it, prepare to die," he
roared as he leapt into the air.
Ranma took a defensive stance, ready for the outstretched foot of
his opponent.
Akane was walking home the usual way. When Ranma left so suddenly,
she decided not to stop him, instead, she chose to walk home alone. As she
left the schoolyard, she was assaulted by the love struck Kuno. "Take
these as a token of my love," blurted the hopeless romantic.
She accepted the flowers with *hope* that Kuno would go away.
Unfortuneitley for Akane, Kuno was planing on being *very* persistent.
"Would you date with me?", the now hopeful Kuno asked as he got
down on one knee.
Oh not again thought Akane. "Kuno, I gotta go," she said as she
ran off.
"Ahh, Akane you will be my . . . . . " BANG!!! Kuno never saw the
lilac haired girl on her bicycle coming.
"Silly Kuno, why you not get out of Shampoo's way?", and with that
said she rode off to finish her deliveries.
Kuno laid there face down with hands that had the pinky and
pointer fingers pointed up, and thumbs out to the side. A tire track could
be seen on the back of the fallen upperclassman.
Ranma blocked the foot of his outraged opponent. Ryoga bounced off
Ranma's arms, did a back flip in midair, and landed ten feet away. Pulling
out his metal umbrella, Ryoga charged again. Holding his umbrella high
above his head, Ryoga swung down at Ranma . Ranma jumped back just in time
to avoid the umbrella which created a sizeable creator where he'd bin
standing. Woah, he's really juiced, maby I shouldn't have made fun of him
like that thought the now surprised antagonisor. As he landed, he decided
to m ake his first attack. Ranma ran towards the now charging Ryoga. As he
ducked under the umbrella, he launched his fist at the face of his rival.
Ryoga dodged left and readied his next attack, as did Ranma. They fought
this way, in the cramped confines of t he alleyway for several minutes.
Attack, block, block, attack; each scored hits, but they did little
damage.
As they fought Ryoga managed to get Ranma off balance. He did this
by using an attack that's designed to have your opponent block high, in
such a way that would leave their chest open. "Ranma, now you die,"
shouted Ryoga as he punt-kicked Ranma chest.
The kick launched Ranma into the air, out of the alley, and
crashing into the street. Ranma sprung up, dusted himself off, looked in
the direction of the alley and said "this fight isn't over yet." With that
said, he ran back in the direction of the alle y.
After Akane lost Kuno, she continued her walk. She wondered why
Ranma always made fun of her. She tried so hard to cook for him. Did he
like her cooking, no? Did he even pretend to like her cooking, no? He had
made that apparently clear.
Akane continued to walk, still lost in thought. Hey, I learned how
to boil water without starting a fire. In a week or two I should be able
to cook rice without putting anyone in the hospital. Ranma you fool, you
jerk, you . . . . . . Akane suddenly lost her train of thought when she
saw someone who looked a lot like Ranma come flying out of an alley and go
crashing into the street.
2
Akane held her hand in front of her eyes to block out the sun.
"This fight isn't over yet," the shadow yelled. By the tone of the
shadows' voice, Akane knew it was Ranma.
"Ranma, what are you doing?"
Ranma was one step from the alley when he herd Akane's yell.
"Akane, what are you here to do, hit me again?", Ranma jokingly asked.
Akane now realized that he was making fun of her *again*. She
grasped her school bag tightly, and readied it for flight.
Inside the alley Ryoga was inscenced that after insulting him
once, Ranma would *dare* ignore him now; in the middle of a fight no less.
"Ranma, how dare you ignore me," Ryoga roared. A yellow aura began to form
around Ryoga's body.
Akane let loose with her missile. Ranma leaped into the alley,
being careful to avoid the bag. The bag struck the wall directly behind
where Ranma was just standing. A large chunk of the wall crumbled onto the
street after the bag struck it.
Unfortunately for Ranma, he landed right in front of the now
glowing Ryoga. "Rrrrrrrrr," he angrily growled as he lifted Ranma off the
ground by the collar of his shirt.
"Ryoga, you're still here?", Ranma questioned, and with that, Ryoga
snapped.
Ryoga was normally really strong, strong enough to lift telephone
poles out of the ground. When being aided by his aura he becomes even
stronger. Ryoga was mad enough to use an attack that drained all of ones
battle aura and channeled it into one last di tch attack. If this attack
failed, Ryoga would be helpless to do anything but run away. If it were to
hit, Ranma would be in big trouble.
Ranma saw the punch coming and he set up to block it, not aware of
what was about to strike him. When Ryoga's fist met with Ranma's block,
the force of the punch was far too powerful for even Ranma to stop. Then
Ryoga's fist met with Ranma's chest, a sho ck wave could be seen ripple
through Ranma's body.
3
After tossing her bag at the *idiot* she had to call her fiance,
Akane stood on the sidewalk breathing heavily, allowing the stress to
escape her body. Again she thought about having to marry Ranma. If they
did marry, would he still make fun of me, or ca ll me names, and would he
eat my cooking? She began to walk toward the alley where her school bag
had landed when she herd a loud *BANG*, followed by a weird groaning sound
that was emanating from the alley.
Ryoga dropped Ranma, too tired to hold him any longer. Ranma fell
to the floor, not moving. Ryoga looked at his downed opponent wondering if
he had killed him. Ryoga nudged Ranma with his foot, he didn't move.
"Ranma get up," muttered Ryoga. He then noti ced a small pool of blood was
beginning to form on the ground below Ranma's head. I, I, I beat him,
Ryoga joyfully thought. "I beat him, I beat Ranma," Ryoga said aloud.
After hearing the weird groan, Akane began to worry. She felt a
solitary drop of blood escape her nose. Ignoring the blood, she ran
towards the alley into which Ranma ducked. When she turned the corner,
Akane saw what she had been *dreading*. Before Aka ne lay Ranma's pale
and twisted body. Ranma was laying face down, arms and legs laying in odd
positions. Akane began to cry. She could see no obvious injuries, but
Ranma looked bad, *real* bad.
Choking back the tears Akane knelt down besides Ranma, seeing no
physical injuries, she rolled Ranma over to find a pool of blood under the
rite side of Ranma's face. She set his head on her lap. She could now see
the blood running from Ranma's mouth an d nose. With his head in her lap
she began to cry again.
" A . . . kan . . . . e ," Ranma weekly uttered.
" You're alive," Akane happily replied.
"Why did *cough* you distract *cough, cough* me?" Retorted Ranma.
" Distract you ?" Akane angrily snapped.
" I would *cough* have won *cough* if you didn't . . . . . . .
,"with that Ranma left the world of the conscious.
" Ranma, please don't die," pleaded Akane. " Don't die, don't die,
I love you too much for you to die," Akane yelled.
Now screaming at the top of her lungs, "No Ranma, please don't
die, I love you, don't die." While Akane was making her pleas, Ranma was
getting more and more pale. His body began to grow cold, and his breathing
slowed, then stopped. Ranma was dying, an d there was nothing Akane could
do.
4
The wind was not particularly strong that day, but Akane's plea
seemed to carry to every part of town. Soun & Genma were playing their
afternoon game of GO when they heard Akane's plea. Before the GO peice
Genma was holding could hit the game table, Soun and Genma were already
outside the dojo gates heading in the direction of Akane's cry. Kasumi
dropped the plate she was holding when she heard Akane's cry; she began to
cry aloud. Nabiki was in her room working in her log book when she heard
the Akane's scream; she broke her pencil and sobbed quietly.
Shampoo had just returned to the restaurant after finishing a
delivery, she put up her bike and walked towards the door. She was
depressed to see Mousse waiting for her at the doorway.
" Back so soon Shampoo? ," Mousse asked.
" What Mousse want with Shampoo now? ," Shampoo angrily snapped.
" Will you go on a date with me tonight Shampoo? "
" Shampoo no go to date with Mousse, Shampoo have date with Ranma
tonight," she joyously replied.
Just then they heard Akane's screams. " Ranma dead? ," Shampoo
asked. " Ranma no dead, how Ranma die, who kill Ranma? ," Shampoo managed
to get out before she burst into tears and ran inside to seek help from
Cologne.
Mousse was still standing outside, he looked towards the sky and
yelled, "Ranma was to be mine!"
Mousse began to glow," I will find the one who has killed Ranma,
then they will be mine." He finished his speech and ran off in the
direction of Akane's cry, he never saw the wall.
Too weak to leave, Ryoga lay atop one of the buildings that formed
the alley. Peeking his head over the ledge to see what was going on down
below, he saw Akane crying with Ranma's head in her lap. Ryoga was not so
happy anymore.
Ryoga, now gaining some of his strength back, began to ponder what
had taken place. Should I have killed him, Ryoga wondered. I love Akane,
but can she love me if knew what I've done? Can she love me knowing I
killed Ranma? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?
These questions tore through Ryoga's mind, his head felt as if it
was on fire. He reached up and pressed hard against his skull. Ryoga began
to painfully grimace, fangs in full view. I, I must find answers, thought
Ryoga. Suddenly his hands dropped to hi s sides, his grimace becoming a
frown.
" I know what I must do," he told himself.
Ryoga knelt down to slip on his backpack, stood up, jogged across
the rooftop, jumped onto the street, and headed off into the sunset.
5
After crying for several minutes Akane wes in shock to see Ranma's
chest rise and fall. With out a word Akane knew what she had to do. She
gentility cradled Ranma in her arms, and ran off tords Dr. Tofu's.
Soum & Genma arived in the alley shortley after Akane left with
Ranma in her arms. They were both horrified to olny find a half dried pool
of blood in the alley. They both wondered what happoned, and where their
children were. Soum snapped his fingers, a nd looked at Genma. "Dr. Tofu
," they said simultaneously.
Akane set Ranma down on the examing room table. Dr. Tofu looked
Ranma over, he did not like what he saw. He performed some tests, when he
saw the results he became even more depressed. "He's alive, but, he has
lapsed into a coma ," said Dr. Tofu.
"What about all the blood? " Akane questioned. "It has allredy bin
healed ," Dr. Tofu responded.
"But he died, his breathing stoped, he grew pale . . . .,"
"Akane, you know Ranma is a very powerful martial artist?"
"Yes, but not even he could? " Akane questioned.
"Akane, Ranma's body did die, but he brought himself back from the
dead ," Tofu replied.
"But how? Not even Ranma could, could he? "
"Yes, Ranma is aperently powerful enough to bring him self back
from the dead, but . . . "
"But what? " Akane askad.
Dr. Tofu walked to his bookself. He preceaded to fumble through
the tomes until he grabed a large brown book. He opened the book to an
alredy pemarked page, and smiled.
"What is it Dr. Tofu?"
"Just as I thought, no one can just bring them self back to life ,"
he said as he read the book.
"What do you mean?"
Dr. Tofu. placed his inbdex finger in the book and quoted to
Akane; "One must have a reason to bring them self back. These reasons may
include, but are not limited to, revenge for an unjust death, or the
compleation of an importent quest. The most powerf ul reason one may
excape deaths icy grip is true love. This is the one force that even death
can not prevent. "
"What are you trying to say Dr.? "
"Akene, I beleve Ranma is still alive because of his love for you"
Akane grew wide eyed, she was in shock from what she was just
told. She was to stunned to speek. She turned to face Ranma. Akane reached
her arms around his stomac and layed her head atop his chest. She was in
tears too confused to think strait, the only thing that mattered was that
he was alive.
NOTE: the last paragraph may go through some severe changes.
That's all for now, I will post more soon.
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