Here is a Ranma FanFic I heard mentioned a while back and managed
to track down at <http://142.227.43.9/student/cisn/larked/onnama.htm>.  It
is rather twisted, somewhat sacriligeous, possibly not in good taste, and
most certainly Not My Idea.
	So far only one chapter, a prolouge, and a Definitive
Origin/Profile have been completed, although I've heard he's making more. 
Please direct all flames and or incouragement to continue to Douglas Larke
at <larked@truro.nscc.ns.ca>

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Onnama Saotome Hibiki's Creation


                                                                 
Greetings...since you have come this far you must be intrigued as to how
our little heroine came into being...Well here is the secret info. First I
am telling you the creation of Ryoga Hibiki and Ranma Saotome, as you must
know their stories to understand the importance of Onnama's birth. 

Mother - Saotome Ranma: The only son of Genma Saotome and Nodoka the
Japanese Goddess of Chi, Ranma was born and raised for one purpose, to
become a patron god for Martial Artist. Now, he wasn't quite told this
until after he had already married Tendo Akane, and was looking forward to
just running the Tendo Training Hall for the rest of his life. Ranma was
not at all thrilled at the prospect of becoming an immortal so he could
spend all eternity protecting over-violent fighters, who were probably
alot like the poeple who had been trying to kill him or Akane for the last
few years. 

However, eventually Ranma came to accept the position and what he was
meant to do. Once again, though, they failed to tell him some information.
Like the status of the Supernatural and the God's relationship to
eachother. For centuries the two sides had fought eachother for control
over the earth and it's people, and in a time humans call The Dark Ages,
their fighting almost caused the obliteration of the human race. To
prevent this, the supernatural and the gods formed an unofficial
peace-bond, with a promise to create an official peace-bond later. The
official peace-bond was to be a child, part supernatural, and part god.
However, the pairing could not be a pure-strain god or supernatural, as
the genes were just totally incompatible. However, a half god, and
half-supernatural could. And naturally, the goddess mother would have to
be strong and able to handle bearing the child. Who better than the
god(dess) of Martial Arts? So despite the chosen's mother's pleads that it
would be unmanly for her son to do so, the mother was agreed upon. 

Father - Hibiki Ryouga: Ryoga's mother was one of the head succubus's
under Morrigan, the Queen of Succubus and wife to the Prince of Hades. 
One day she was sent to seduce and kill Akira Hibiki, the greatest
Kyokushinkai master living at that time, for killing too many supernatural
beings. However, when the young succubus met and attempted to seduce the
young warrior, she ended up falling in love with the young man herself.
After she had made love to him, she found herself unable to kill the young
man; she had faltered; she had let herself be prey to human emotions. In
desperation, she begged Morrigan-sama to release her from her years of
servitude, so that she could spend the rest of her days with her beloved.
Morrigan agreed, but with a price, every one of their children would have
a curse placed upon them.  As you can imagine, young Ryouga-chan's curse
was bad direction. Like Ranma, Ryouga's parents never quite around to
letting him know the truth about his lineage until after he was married to
his wife, Unyruu Akari. Instead, they raised their family in a quiet,
traditional Japanese style, and tried to form their children into great
martial artists, along with about 40 sumo-pigs. 

When it came time for the baby to be conceived, Morrigan and Benzaiten,
the Goddess of Luck through Love and Wisdom, humbly volunteered to bring
the conception about. Child's Play, NOT!!!!!!! The two women must have
tried at least fifty different ways to get the two intended together for a
night of torrid passion, but the two seemed bound and determined that
there was no way they were gong to get along, let alone get intimate with
eachother.  So one day, in extreme frustration, Morrigan grabbed Ranma and
Ryoga, cabashed their heads together, and then cast a spell to cause a
fertilization from Ryoga's body to Ranma's. Once again, the lucky couple
were not immediately told of the blessed event until three months down the
road when Dr. Tofu finally discovered what was causing Ranma to be unable
to turn back into a man, and what was making him ill in the morning. Then
the parents talked to their children. Then the two boys beat on their
fathers, shortly followed by the mother's beating on their sons. After the
violence, a rather banged-up Ranma and Ryouga were told the story of the
conflict between the gods and the supernatural and why it was important
for the child to be born. At the end of the story, the two proceeded to
attempted to throttle the life out of eachother, and had to be pried apart
with a lightening bolt.  Naturally, the boys after that got along
famously, that is, famous like Jerry Lewis and Dean Martin, Ataru and
Mendo, or John Lennon and Paul McCartney. 

Now, with her creation out of the way, you have a little of the background
on our lovely lady of mass-destruction. I am hoping to have the first
chapter of the fanfiction typed in soon. Until then, here's a few more
facts on Onnama to keep your interest... 

       Calls the following people these names... 
              Ranma Saotome - Mapa
              Ryouga Hibiki - Papa
              Akane Saotome - Mama Saotome
              Akari Hibiki - Mama Hibiki
              Kodachi Saotome - Oneechan
              Kuno & Nabiki, Kasumi & Tofu, Ukyou & Konatsu, Shampoo &
Tsubasa, Mousse & Perfume - Called Aunts and Uncles by the children. 
(Shows closeness between Ranma
              1/2 characters after their marriages...)
       Currently has a romantic interest in Autumn Hibiki (daughter of
Akane and Akari) - Confused yet? The story will explain... 
       Likes: Fighting, Training in Wilderness, Fighting, Eating, watching
Hong Kong Martial Arts Films (esp. Golden Harvest stuff), pigs, fighting. 
       Dis-likes: Her cousin Tatchi-kun (acts just like his father),
Grandfather Kuno, Homework, School in general, anything that gets people
too serious, romance films, Mapa and Papa fighting on her birthday
(happens alot). 

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Onnama Saotome Hibiki - Prologue


"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" 

The rain pelted down heavily on the ragged form of a young boy kneeling in
the rain, his clothes in tatters and his body covered with blood. His
black hair hung heavily over his blue eyes, as if trying to shield it's
owner from the blood shed that surrounded the boy.  In the boy's arms
rested the limp, torn body of what was once a young girl. 

"Why?!?" screamed the young boy,"Why!?!" 

"Because I wished it,"said the dark figure in front of the young boy."All
these pathetic fools thought they could defeat me, but none could. Even
you, the great Saotome Ranma could not fall me. Athough I'll admit you
gave me a good fight, it seems all for naught.  Now I shall kill you like
I killed all your family and your friends." 

Ranma's head sunk in despair as he remembered the deaths, every one
burning a hole in his soul as he recalled how each one met their fates,
some of them sacrificing to defend another, who would later die anyways.
Shampoo, Ryouga, Kuno, Tsubasa, Ukyou, Mousse...all made the ultimate
sacrifice so that the ones they loved would stand a chance to survive. It
seemed now like they had died in vain. 

And it wasn't just fighters that died. Anyone who was any way involved
with the Tokyo Mafia died. He never understood why Nabiki and Kasumi had
to go down like that, they weren't comabatants, and they definitely didn't
deserve to die. Although, he still had no idea what that ball of light was
that protecting her and Nabiki for a while. Was it his imagination, or did
it seems to come from the hands of...Kasumi? And what became of his
mother? The darling woman who he had barely even had a chance to know? Did
she make it? 

Ranma shook these thoughts out of his head as he looked at the figure that
loomed over him. These people died...but it would not be for nothing... If
they died fighting, then so would Ranma, in tribute to them all. 

"I must admit however," the figure concluded,"the girl you're holding was
the most pleasure to kill. She fought like a dog in heat while I killed
her, angrily resisting my every attempt to take her life away, but when
her body finally broke, when her neck finally snapped like a twig, it was
also beautiful to watch that strength flow out of her eyes like warm
blood...." 

A loud screech pierced throught the air. It was Methusdan's last mistake. 
Memories of Akane began flooding Ranma's mind: their first meeting, the
times he saved her life, and she his, the marriage, the first night they
made love and how she had felt.... 

"Noooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed the young boy as all restrain and
memory of past wounds fled from his mind. Ranma summoned up all the hurt,
the loss of his father, friends, mother, and his wife, and formed into one
last blast of chi, which gunned straight at... 

Methusdan was too busy gloating in his victory to notice the ball of chi,
and barely had a chance to recognize what it was that was coming towards
him before his body was hurled through five feet of brick and shrapnel by
the the large chi blast that scored a direct bulls-eye on his chest. 

"Take that you bastard!" screamed Ranma, his eyes glowing red from intense
hatred. 

But Methusdan was not listening anymore. He had taken alot of damage in
his past fights, even more so from his last battle with the young Saotome,
and he had no strength elft to combat this last blast. His body slumped
down, bereft of life. 

Ranma almost began to shout in victory, but then he remembered the body
that was at his feet now. Ranma fell to his knees in despair, lifted
Akane's body to the sky, and screamed "Why? Why did all this have to
happen? 

"I don't know son..." 

Ranma spun and around to see his mother standing before him, radiating
more chi than he had sensed off any one person before. Beside her stood a
man in a plain white robe with a rice farmer hate covering his head,
hiding his eyes. 

"Mother you lived! How?????" 

"All will be explained soon, son. Your victory has save our world, and now
your friends and family's spirits can be returned to their bodies, so that
they may return to their lives. But first, allow me to introduce you to my
little brother, your uncle Raiden-kun..." 

Ranma automatically assumed the Takahashi finger pose... 


Please remember that this is fanfic project. It has no bearing on the real
Takahashi storyline, nor is it based solely on Shinto religion. As well, I
do *not* claim any rights to anything here. It all belongs to someone
else, I simply conceived and wrote the fanfiction.  Domo! ^_^

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Onnama Saotome Hibiki - Chapter 1


Onnama sped down the street, her pigtails whirling back at the high
velocity the young girl was travelling. Travelling on legs that rivalled
the beauty of Benzaiten, yet held the strength and power that any
Jokuketsuzoku onna (Amazon Girl) would be proud of, she rounded the final
corner and quickly sped through the open fence gate, towards the front
door of her family's Dojo Home. 

Onnama then proceeded to run *through* the door. 

!!!!!!!!CRASH!!!!!!!!!! 

"Ah!!! I'm home! Home sweet home! Back among my loving fami....."*SMACK*

Onnama dropped to the ground as a large basin of laundry landed on her
head. 

"Back among the land of the broken doors, you mean!" retorted Onee-chan
angrily,"What is the meaning of you insisting on breaking down the door
every single day? Do you think this family is made of money?" 

Onnama wasn't listening to any of this, ofcourse, she was busy watching
her Onee-chan's pony-tail bouncy up and down while she hollered, the pink
roses providing a perfect contrast to her raven black hair. Mapa would
always comment some times that Onee-chan looked cute with black roses in
her hair, but then Mama would just retort that noone really missed the
black rose, and anyways, The Pink Rose sounded softer, and that was what
her concubine was, soft. Then Mama, Mapa, and Oneechan would start making
out again. Sometimes Onnama thought that her parents, and their concubine,
Kodachi, had two modes: Fight mode, or Make-out-like-mad mode. 

"Ranma! You over-grown, unworthy, scum-sucking, vomit-licking, dirt eater!
You open your mouth one more time, and I'm gonna staple your lips to the
floor and chase you with a picture of my brother-in-law!!!" 

"Hmmmm," Onnama said to herself,"They seem to be in the Fight mode, but
that could change at any moment...." 

Onee-chan spun around, running towards the sounds of the two quarreling
spouses, calling out, "Don't fight darlings! It sets a bad example for the
children! Let's have wild passionate sex on the kitchen table instead!" 

"No!" Onnama heard Mama's voice call out,"I'd rather sleep with
Commisioner Gonsunkugi then touch that pervert!" 

"Soooo..." Mapa's female voice called out, leeringly,"That's where you've
been spending your extra time! I hope he's enough man for you..." 

"At least he is a man most of the time. Unlike someone I know! 

"Ohhhhhhhhh! Have another one you bloody lush! It's not my fault that your
fingers cut you off last night, you baka!" 

"Ranma-sama! Akane-chan! Stop fighting! I have something to show you
both!" 

"Kodachi-chan!!! There are children in this house!" Onnama heard her Mama
exclaim. 

She also heard her Mapa say "Oh, that old thing again.", quickly followed
by Onee-chan's loud scream,"OLD THING?!?!?! DIE RANMA-SAMA!!! DIE!!!!" 

Onnama tired of the usual violent welcome home, and headed upstairs to her
bed room, ignoring the sounds of her Mapa in agony as his two wives
pounded him into obliteration. "Oh well", Onnama thoughtto herself,"Maybe
they will be fighting for a while..." 

After wading through the hello hugs of some of her younger siblings,
Onnama managed to make it through to her bedroom. Quiet, tranquility,
peace. 

"Yoh Onnama! How ya do!" Bellowed two high-pitched adolescant voices
attempting to carry a tune, backed by a whiny-electric guitar and a
horrible drum roll,"Come in, we wrote a song for you..." 

The young boy with short brown hair, wearing a Puke-to-die shirt, then
proceeded to enter into a main guitar rift that sounded like a wounded
panda having it's appendix removed with a dull soup ladle, and the boy
with long black hair and glasses continued to bang a random rythym on some
abonimation he called drums. All this took place while Onnama's ear began
to steam, and she began her blue-glow thing that she had inherited from
her mama. 

"Otoko no Baka!!!!" And with that Onnama proceeded to punt her two
"cousins" out her bedroom window. 


Please remember that this is fanfic project. It has no bearing on the real
Takahashi storyline, nor is it based solely on Shinto religion. As well, I
do *not* claim any rights to anything here. It all belongs to someone
else, I simply conceived and wrote the fanfiction.  Domo! ^_^

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