Below is just a quickie I wrote while waiting for my next class...

It's dark, and footsteps can be heard, the hard footfalls echoing hard
against the brick walls of the alleyway.  The source of the sound is
breathing hard, every stride causing a splash sounding like broken glass.
And in moments, the presence is gone, to be replaced with silence.  Then,
another presence's steps can be heard, slower than the firsts, but headed
in the same direction.  Soon, the two can no longer be heard, time passes.

*BANG* *BANG BANG* *thump*

As the sounds of quickly retreating footsteps can be heard, partially
visible in the light of the streetlamp is a prone body, two bleeding holes
in his chest and one streaking gash through the jugular.  Looks like the
shooter was a pretty good shot. The only thing visible as the sounds of
police sirens begin to fill the air is the universal emblem on the man's
white labcoat.  The triply divided circle of red and yellow.  I guess
rocket scientists and nuclear physicists alike die...

***

Couple of blocks away, a figure is slouched over a smallish aluminum case.
One can see that whoever this is, it's the one who killed the physicist
and apparently, who stole the case.  Like the dead man, the case also bore
that symbol of yore... And as the figure opened the case, the little
bottles of too clear liquid removed any doubt as to their contents...

"Finally! With this, I can now complete my plans... and kill Ranma once
and for all!", the figure whispered vehemently to himself.  And as he
stood, we could see that it was a rather weak and skinny looking
Gosenkugi.  In his hands, we see a bloodied spike and hammer.  His body is
splattered with blood, but it was his eyes... in his eyes there burned a
cold flame.  "He's and the others.  They've always looked down at me!! All
of them! That is... except for Akane.  But it doesn't matter.  *cough
cough* At least this way, I can be with her in heaven or hell.  Since I'm
dead anyways... *cough cough*"

He closes and relatches the box close before he stalks off into the
alleyways just as the sun began to shine above the horizon.

***

"AAARAAAGGH!!!!", screamed Ranma as he awoke from what appears to be
another nightmare.  'It was just a dream.  But it was so real...', he
thought to himself as scenes from a nuclear blasted came to his mind. 'And
I had died... without Akane by me...'

"Breakfast!", came Kasumi's call from downstairs.

'Ah.. breakfast.  Maybe that'll calm me down'.  With that thought, he ran
downstairs to breakfast.

***

The Tendous and Saotomes ate breakfast that morning as the cool breeze of
Winter flowed through the room, offering it's cooling effect on the
household.  Strangely enough, it was quiet, even civil this morning.
Something had changed, or rather, something was about to change.

"So, Ranma, you going to meet with Gosenkugi and the others today?",
questioned Akane.

"Yeah... but it's strange.  Why would Gosenkugi want to meet with us all?
Me, Kunou, Ukyou, Shampoo, Mousse, and Ryouga.  He even wants to meet with
the old crone and the old lech.  I wonder if it's..."

"Ranma! Don't say it. It's not nice... we all know he's not... well."

"I know... but, guess we'lll know when we get there today...."

***

The meeting place.... Why, it was Furinkan High. *smiles*  What better
place for them all to meet than that school... And as we look upon the
school, we can see that Gosenkugi has been busy... in fact, one would say
that he'd been busy enough to make several atomic bombs and plant them at
the corners of the school as well as at the exact spot of the meeting.
But then, that would be telling too much. ^_^;;

***

'Heh, they're coming', observed Gosenkugi as he saw the crowd of teenagers
approach.  He almost felt like laughing as he realised that this would
finally stop the hurting and pain he felt.  He smiled as they walked into
the courtyard of the school and right up to him, and under their feet was,
hidden, an atomic bomb.  "Welcome, everyone."

"Gosenguki, what's with the meeting?"

"Yes, the scoundrel Saotome questions correctly. Why has one such as YOU
requested our presence?"

>From there, it was simply a flood of "whys?" and "wait, you'll see's".
This was partly because they were bored and them being together often
causes much distress due to the love polygons.  But mainly because this
author is not so bored as to write a real fanfic here.

Suddenly, Gosenkugi bursts out laughing wildly as he reaches into his
pocket and depresses the detonator in his jacket.  While doing so, he
notes sadly that even in this last moment of life, they were not paying
him any attention... his smile cracked and fell to his knees crying, just
as the first explosion filled their eyes and minds with white, then red,
then black.  If there were screams, the explosions drowned them out.  IF
there were prayers, only the prayer's God heard him.

>From the sky, it didn't look like a mushroom.  In fact, it looked like
tear drops hitting the ground.  And amidst the areas which glowed and
flowed, we could see charred shadowy remains of where the young fighters
used to exist... even the dusty image of on form super-imposed over
another, one with a pony tail and the other with a mallet, while another
pair bore balls on sticks and glasses.  Others were scattered like bits of
leaves, but one was whole and alone.  A figure as if in prayer, on his
knees.  Small mallet and small charred stave by it's feet.

The end. -_-