I had this much done on it so far... I know where I'm going but
something happened when I tried to get a quick ending and finish it, the
characters screamed out "One MORE CHAPTER!" ARGH!!! I thought I could
bring it to a close with only three. I was wrong... I'll get to it as soon
as possible.
Zodiak: School, employment, taxes, W-4 forms, bills, trying to find a
girlfriend who could put up with your hobbies... Rob, welcome to
the real world.
Rob "AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Orick
Allegra: Stay out of the arcades for a while, Robma-chan...
Virgo: Or we'll have to hurt you some more. :)
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Author's thoughts(like you care, anyway...): Please, let me get this story
right the first time... If I screw it up, ZAV will slaughter
me. Welcome to Chapter Three. Let's return to tormenting the
amazon... I think I should say that anything that belongs to
Rumiko Takahashi is her's. Everything else is mine, I think.
I'm not too sure anymore... Since this is China, Japanese
is in <>, and thoughts are in (). It's simpler that way.
Virgo: I've had enough of his rambling. CONTINUE THE STORY, ALREADY!!!
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[Jusenkyo, seven years ago...]
The guide waited. The customer had washed up after telling about how
Perfume and Hitoshi had fled the forest around Jusenkyo and was looking in a
small mirror on a boulder. The man made another pass with his knife on his
beard. And for the third time, he winced as the blade slipped.
"Ah! Damn! What I'd give for an electric razor right now...," he
muttered as he held a cloth to his newest, self-inflicted wound.
"Um, sir?"
"Should of brought something to lather up first, I suppose," he looked
in disgust at his clumsiness. "And I have the gall to call myself a martial
artist..."
The guide had been waiting for twenty minutes and was on his last
nerve. "SIR!"
"What?" The man looked over in surprise.
"Please, sir, continue the story," the guide was embarrassed at the
outburst, but his customer was starting to get sidetracked.
"Very well," he placed his knife to his cheek and scrapped. He smiled
as he avoided lacerating himself. "Where was I? Ah! Perfume took over their
navigating and was able to lead them to the camp. It was a miracle that they
made it back before noon... Her sister was relieved to see her. Her mother
klonked her upside the head..."
[Fade out]
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[Fade in. The Amazon camp]
The atmosphere in the camp was tense. With their enemy so close, the
amazons had a right to be anxious. The sounds of weapons being prepared
filled the air. They had only so much time before they would have to move out
to meet their enemy. They were physically prepared. They were mentally
prepared. They all jumped with surprise when the screaming started...
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{The letters start to form...}
[This Space For Rent Productions]
[A Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction Prelude By Rob Orick]
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Gel cursed as she dropped the gaming stones she was about to throw.
She cursed even louder when they landed on the number she needed to win. As
she mumbled a few words about some deity laughing at her, she jumped to her
feet and kicked up her bonboris from their resting spot on the log into her
hands. At a full sprint, she joined up with the other amazons who were headed
for the side of the camp nearest to Jusenkyo. As she ran, her eyes caught
sight of the Japanese martial artist that her sister had come into camp with.
He was running in the opposite direction of where everone else was going!
(That IDIOT! That scream came from the side closest to Jusenkyo!!)
Her thought corrected itself as the scream tore through the camp again, but
this time from behind her. Other amazons stopped their mad dashes as they
listened to the despairing cry coming from behind them, away from Jusenkyo.
Gel got frustrated and had no difficulty in communicating that frustration.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!"
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[My Thanks Go Out To The Members Of The Fanfic And Ranma 1/2 Mailing Lists.]
[The Only People I Know Who Can Put Up With Me And My Characters.]
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Hitoshi had heard the scream from the tent he had been told to wait
in. The scream by itself was enough to unsettle an normal person, but
something about this scream made his blood go cold with fear. It wasn't the
utter despair that scared him nor was it the desperate plea for help imbedded
in that cry. All he knew was that he had to get to where that voice was
coming from and fast. He ripped through the tent flap and ran as fast as he
could to get to the source. He noticed that girl with the lavender hair that
Perfume had briefly introduced as her sister before that older lady klonked
her silly and dragged her off. He didn't have time to acknowledge her
presence as the scream came again. His heart jumped as his mind finally
clicked as to why he needed to get to the owner of that scream. That voice
that had screamed belonged to Perfume.
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[I Especially Thank The Irrepressible Rumiko Takahashi.]
[Thanks, Takahashi! Do You Realise How Much Money You Have Cost Me?!]
[She Had Better End Ranma 1/2 Properly Or I Will Camp Out On Her Doorstep!!]
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(There! It came from over there!) Hitoshi's mind rapidly sent the
message to the rest of his body, and the body responded. He would not get
lost! He would not let his lousy sense of direction make him not be able to
make it to his friend's side in time.
Gel didn't know where he was headed, but since he was heading for
where the scream was coming from, she decided he obviously knew where he was
going. When the scream came again, Gel realised with shock that it was her
sister's voice. Her brow creased with worry and her hands unconsciously
twirled her bonboris in her sister's patented fashion. Without a second
thought, Gel fell into step behind Hitoshi.
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[Please Stay Tuned After This Chapter Is Over To Read A Preview]
[For The Next Story, Rising Star]
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Hitoshi was making a straight path for a young tree. Gel was ready to
step around it. Hitoshi whipped off his belt and snapped it rigid. With a
shout, Hitoshi threw the belt forward to fly low to the ground. The whirling
black band passed through the young trunk and skipped across the ground. It
finally imbedded itself into a stone outcropping. Without slowing, he ran up
to the tree and struck it with both of his palms in an upward motion. The
pillar of wood flew up into the air and Hitoshi ran under it, not even pausing
as he grabbed the belt and yanked it from the stone as he rushed past.
Gel slowed down as she gawked with wide open eyes at what he did.
"How did he..?" A whistle from above caught her attention and she
looked up. She screamed in surprise as she dived forward to avoid getting
impaled by the tree that drove itself into the ground where she was once
standing.
"You Japanese moron!!" Gel got to her feet and raced after him.
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[ Twilight ]
[A Legend Of Jusenkyo]
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Allegra: I'm sorry! You've reached the end of this incompleted chapter.
We're beating Rob right now about this little fact! We'll make
sure he finishes it! BTW, pay your respects to the Band!
The Anything-Goes Martial Band. The NEW rulers of this account.