Since most people (I think) didn't get a chance to read this, here it is 
reposted. Please send C&C to me via private email. I do plan on writing 
more on this unusual Ranma fanfic. Hope you like!

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A Werewolf in Nerima
Chapter 1
a nifty, original fanfic by Thomas Hamill
My email is at| peggyh@jymis.com
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	Deep below a mountain, two figures slept. One was beautiful, a 
female of the human race. Or so she appeared. The second was a beast of 
legend with golden fur. A large humanoid shape, it could have been mistaken 
for a wolf of gigantic proportions. It was sitting, in a meditative pose. The 
woman was chained to the floor with massive silver links. 

	The floor began to roll and pitch, awakening both figures. A 
peice of ceiling fell, destroying the chain that held her in place. Two 
pairs of eyes met. The silver eyes of the beast met the obsidian black 
eyes of the woman. Hatred was painted across the face of the wolf as he 
saw the severed chain.

	She smiled cheerily. "Farewelll mo other!" She gleefully called 
to the beast. "I would send you to hell myself, but the place of my 
imprisonment will do that for me!" Laughing maniacally, she sprinted 
along the tunnel leading to freedom.

	*Damn her!* The wolf thought. *She has escaped. I must [urk]* the 
thought was suddenly interrupted as a fairly large chunk of ceiling 
landed on it, pinning the struggling wolf-shape to the cavern floor.

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	"And yet another mysterious murder has the Tokyo Police baffled," 
the TV anchor woman was saying. "The latest victim was shredded, 
literally, as all the victims have been. Also, this young man was 
conducting a study of the occult for his university thesis. Watch at 8:00 
for more news on the disturbing serial killer that is stalking Tokyo."

	A girl with long brown hair sighed. "Oh dear. I wonder who could 
do such horrible things." Another long sigh. "Father, Mr. Saotome, will 
you be helping the police catch this awful person?"

	Father, and a panda, were playing Shogi and absently replied "I 
don't know Kasumi. Why don't you ask Happosai?" 

	The panda nodded his head in agreement and held up a sign that said 
<quite right, Tendo-san>. Then pointing into the sky, the panda's eyes grew 
wide as plates. 

	"Oh no you don't, Saotome-kun. I am not falling for that trick 
again." As Tendo-san crossed his arms defiantly over his chest, a shrill 
female scream could be heard.

	"Loooooooooooooooookkkk out Mr. Tendo!!" Came a cry. From above.

	Looking up, Tendo was just in time to see a girl with bright red 
hair land on top of him. "Ranma! How dare you land on me! I am not a 
landing site!" Saying this, the adult man burst into a volley of tears, 
soon drenching the panda and himself.

	<Ranma! You should be with Akane. She is your fiancee.> The 
panda's sign said. <So where is she?>

	The girl sighed, grabbing a nearby hot-water kettle. Pouring the 
contents over herself, the gir... boy identified as Ranma replied "relax, 
Pop. She got mad at me and hit me again. Akane went to one of her friends 
houses."

	Ignoring the two that were bickering nearby another brown haired girl, 
this one with short hair, asked Kasumi "Oneechan, when is dinner going to 
be ready?"

	"Soon Nabiki. I was just about to start cooking."

	The bickering stopped as the panda flipped Ranma out of the house 
on a sign, it saying <...And don't come back without her!>

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	A girl was sitting on the edge of a river, skipping stones. She 
had short blue-black hair, and was wearing her school uniform.

	"Uhh... Akane?" asked a male voice from behind her.

	"Go away Ranma," was Akane's cold reply.

	"Akane, I, ah, amreallysorry," he said almost too quickly to hear.

	"What was that?"

	As Ranma steadied himself, a bike with a well-proportioned 
teen-age girl landed on him, immediatly silencing his almost-apology.

	"Nihao Ranma!" came a blood-curdling battle cry. "You take Shampoo on 
date now?" She asked, looking down at the crushed male underneath her bicycle.

	"N... no... Shampoo," Ranma struggled, barely able to breath.

	"Ranma! Just go ahead then. Flirt with that Chinese bimbo." 
Saying that, Akane stomped off in the direction of her home.

	"Akane wait!" He cried, but she ignored him.

	Walking back to the Tendo dojo, Akane got the feeling of someone 
watching her. She stopped and looked around, curios. Seeing no one, she 
automatically assumed that it was Ranma. This rekindled her anger, making 
her ready to pound him the second she saw him.

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	The giant walked along the road, his face shrouded in shadow from 
his cloak. Looking up ahead, he felt a familiar aura. He saw a backpack, 
and heard the last part of an all-too familiar cry. "... today is the day 
I shall crush you!"

	Smiling, the giant was about the speak to the boy when a small, 
bouncing shape rocketed past him, carrying a sack bulging with... 
something that did not belong to him.

	The massive cloaked figure quickly gave pursuit, cloak flapping 
from the speed at which it ran. Lupine eyes shined out from underneath 
the cloak, barely illuminating the muzzle and golden fur.

	"STOP FOUL THEIF!" The figure shouted in a deep rumble that 
reminded the small shape of a fate worse than death. 

	"Be quiet, or I shall have to teach you a little about manners, young 
one," the little one responded. 

	Eyes narrowing, the figure examined the man before him.  The 
little one was only two or three feet tall, but an odd sense of power was 
surrounding him. "You posses something that is not rightfully yours. And 
if you call me 'young one'again, I will become very angry at you. You 
don't want that."

	"Here catch!" the diminuitive figure said, tossing a 
Happodaikurin at the cloaked shape. Surprised, a golden clawed paw/hand 
reached up and caught the firecracker.

	Laughing, Happosai sped off into the night as the the potent 
explosive went off.

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	Deep under Nerima, two coffins sat in the middle of a giant 
pentagram. One was black with golden designs etched into the surface. The 
other was a dark, varnished brown.

	As the sun slowly set the western horizen burning, the black 
coffin shifted, a lithe, graceful being stepped out. To kill.
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end Chapter 1

Well what did you think? I would really appreciate your comments.

	Thomas