Installment Part 3: Angel's Chronicles.....
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this. BTW: I will be busy for a few days since exams just reared its ugly
little head. Til this ends,I probably will have to squeeze time sending the
others parts in.... Don't worry. All the problem you'll have to worry about
is if I managed to finish another project slated for this month!!!! 
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CHAPTER FIVE

	The glass shatters on the black marble floor. The wine staining it red. The
woman kneeling on the floor stares fearfully at the figure standing on the
dais. The figure stepped out of the shadows and walked down the dais. Anger
glittered in those blue eyes. Her lips were curled in a snarl. She looked
ready to use the staff she held tightly on her right hand.
	"My queen...."
	The end of the staff strikes her face and she was flung backwards by the
blow. She winced at the sting of the open wound.
	"Dark Queen.... I...."
	"Silence!" orders the Dark Queen. "Failure! That is all you give me." she
told the woman. "and more failures." she adds. "Let us not forget about that
as well." She stares at the
woman who knelt before her with eyes that burned with rage. "Eliminate the
girl or I will eliminate you, Rei." she told her in the barest of whispers.
	"I will personally see to it this time, majesty."
	She considers those words for a minute, "Leave me."
	Rei stood and bowed before departing the great hall. The doors boomed closed.
	A cloaked figure appeared behind the enraged queen. Its features were
indistinguishable due to the darkness that cloaks its hooded face. Its eyes
glittered -- the only thing anyone could ever see in that face. The Dark
Queen whirls around and the rage leaving her lovely features as she smiled
at the figure. She approached him and offered her hand. A white hand grasped
her slender wrist and guided the hand into his hood. She shivers upon
contact of those cold lips. Her eyes glittered with ecstasy at the contact.
	"Problems, my chosen?" it asked in a voice devoid of any emotion.
	"The girl yet lives." she informed.
	The man laughs within the hood. A bone-chilling laugh that sounded more
like a banshee's cry. "So, she has escaped once more. Surely, I'd have
thought that you'd have succeeded in turning her to our cause."
	"She would have if that bitch, Setsuna, hadn't interfered." She smiled
viciously. "Still, that rescue cost her her freedom."
	The man smiled as well. "I presume she now serves us whole-heartedly?"
	The Dark Queen laughed. "Yes. Quite right. Should Rei fail, I would send my
guardian to take care of her.
	This surprised the man. "You would not want her back here and turn her to us?"
	She shook her head. "No. A nuisance such as her requires disposal. After
all, she has caused us far too much trouble. She may be my daughter, but she
stopped being one the first time she dared cross my path."
	The man stroked the Dark Queen's chin as he probed the woman's mind he had
so delicately twisted for untold years. Here was his greatest masterpiece.
Years upon years of countless toiling had given him his greatest dream. 
This woman was his. Forever!
"Indeed you are the woman I had thought you would become."
	"I am as you had made me." she told him. "Strange to think that I'd end up
being who I am considering my past."
	The man's chilling laughter echoes in the vast chamber....
* * * * * 

	Saturday morning. 
	The morning sun filtered into Kasumi's room where Mizuki is just waking up.
She yawned. The sound of fighting outside reached her still cloudy brain.
Ranma was everything she had thought him to be-- considering his role model.
He wasn't overly bright and prone to getting into trouble. Really dumb when
it concerned women. And an absolutely insensitive lump when it
came to handling Akane. She wondered what they saw in her brother. They had
to be very desperate to even choose him. Still, like her mother said, love
was blind. In this case, it  was even worse. 
And a great example would have to be her family. And_ that_ was a fact.
	Finding herself all alone in the room, she rummaged inside her travel pack
and fished out her harp. She loved playing it as it reflected much of her
inner self. Martial arts was something she practiced out of necessity. The
latter, however; she cherished.
	 She tested its strings. The sounds it produced pleased her. She closed her
eyes and laid her fingers upon the strings as she surrendered herself to her
music.
	The sound of her playing drifted out into the hall. Kasumi smiled and
listened to it. The sweetness and purity of it made her heart ache with
longing.  Ranma and Genma paused in the midst of their battle. Genma felt
his  heart swell with pride at his daughter. 
	He looked meaningfully at Ranma, "Boy, if you had as much talent as your
sister, you wouldn't be the sorry fool you are right now."
	"Well," Jumps. "who do you think was responsible?" Ranma demanded of his
father. He kicks Genma into the sky. "If I had known better, I'd have stayed
with mom instead of going with you in that training mission of yours. Then,
I wouldn't have to worry about my neck every time I see her."
	Something hard smacks him on his back, propelling him straight into the
living room. His flight was halted when he slammed into something.
Unfortunately for him, that something was Akane who had just returned from
her morning jog. With practiced ease, she sends Ranma  straight through the
roof.
	"Hentai!" she screamed at him as he flew out of the roof.
	Soun, sitting by the table groaned audibly. "My house! My roof! My God!"
With this, he breaks down completely. Virtual rivers of tears flow out of
his eyes as he bewailed the condition of his house.
	Akane's rage lessened as she heard the masterful playing of a harp
somewhere within the house. "Huh?" Looks around the room. "Who's playing the
harp?" she thought. An answer came in to mind since not one Tendo sibling
had taken up instruments since the time of mother's death. "Mizuki plays
pretty good." she thought a tad bit envious.
	The partition opened to admit Kasumi carry a tray filled with steaming
noodles and rice. She smiled angelically at Akane as she set the table. A
cry from above signaled Ranma's arrival. 
He came in mumbling at himself. He looked sourly at her and took a seat _far
away_ from her. This move surprised her but paid no heed to it. He could eat
anywhere he chose. She certainly did not mind. <yeah, right!>
	Mizuki came down minutes later carry her harp to breakfast where she is
welcomed by a hearty applause. She bowed before them and took the proffered
seat beside Akane and Kasumi.
	"You play pretty good, sis." commented her brother, Ranma, who still nursed
the tender  side of his face.
	She blushed and claimed she wasn't that good. "Mother taught you to play,
huh?" he asked.
	She nodded.
	"Could you teach me to play the harp?" Akane wanted to know.
	Mizuki remained speechless. Ranma answered for her.
	"Ah.. What would a tomboy like you know anything about music." he said to
her unthinkingly. "You cook toxic food and you probably play even worse. I
---oomph!"
	Akane had picked up the table and hurtled it at Ranma's smirking face. It
hits_ with admirable results. 
Ranma was sent flying backwards and into the pond....
	Silence follows all who were gathered at the table. Drops of sweat formed
on everyone save Mizuki who stared dumbly at them all while taking time out
to stare at the pond. She blinked; her internal clock told her that her
brother was spending_far_too long under what seemed to be a shallow pond....
	Mizuki observes bubbles coming up the surface of the pond. Acting on
instinct, she jumps towards the pond and fishes out her 'unconscious'
brother --- or so she thought he was. The person she dredged out from the
pond was not her brother. Instead it was a red-headed girl
with_very_generous attributes. 
She blinked. 
Everyone else  in the living room, save Kasumi, sat rooted to the ground.
Genma looked ready to bolt. Akane just sat there, in a state of shock.
Kasumi had one hand to her lips and was otherwise quite calm.
	The mysterious young woman opened her eyes and spits out water from her
mouth. She sat up and yelled at Akane, "Geez! What an uncute tomboy you are!"
	That brought Akane out of her temporary shock.  She automatically slams the
overturned table onto Ranma once more. 
"Die, Ranma!" she yelled at him. 
Akane fishes out Ranma from underneath the table and does her
Akane-anything-goes-bash-your-fiancee technique. 
It was a surefire way to deal with him since it always worked.
	<POW> 
<SMASH> 
<WHAM> 
<KERPOOOWWWW> 
And finally.......
	"D_I_E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"Akane snatches her interdimensional
multipurpose Ranma mallet out and punts him over the wall and smashing into
the walls of neighboring houses as well as the houses themselves.
	"AAAAAAA!!!"
	It took a while for an enraged and very pissed off Ranma to come back to
hurl insults at Akane. Ranma was tough but not_that_tough!
	"Uncute Tomboy! Clumsy Girl! Oversexed macho chick! Killer Cook!"
	"R A N M A ! ! ! ! !" yelled a glowing blue Akane. 
	"Uh-oh!" Ranma realized too late what his ..er.. her big mouth brought down
on her.
These series of insults proved very effective at bringing down Armageddon on
Ranma's poor head. Everyone in the room sighed in utter despair. After being
severely given another helping of mallet food, Akane finishes off by burying
her mallet on her head. 
	Mizuki eyed the rather semi-conscious form of whom the youngest Tendo
sister was calling Ranma. 
Mizuki's eyes widens.
	She blinked twice. Thrice. Four times. 
She stares at the woman once more. Ranma-chan realized her sister's presence
and gave an audible gasp, bodily pain all but a memory. She just sat there,
her heart beating like crazy, as she dreaded what would come next.
	"R..Ranma?" she asked in a quiet little voice and faints.


	She opened her eyes and notices everyone huddled around her in a
semi-circle. She got up and ran her hands on Ranma's chest. She sighed in
relief. She must have passed out and had a dream. Ranma, a girl! She wanted
to laugh but something in their faces warned her against it. Something was
wrong and she felt as if she didn't want to find out.
	"Tell her your secret, Ranma." Akane said to him. "It won't be long before
she finds  out anyway."
	Mizuki looked confused and puzzled. "Secret?" She turned to look at Ranma
who appeared to be visibly shaking. "Tell me what, Ranma?"
	Ranma stood up and gathered his courage. He picked up the bucket beside him
and upended the contents to himself. Cold water ran down his wet form. Water
dripped from hair that had changed to red. The water made Ranma's clothing
to stick to him; thereby giving Mizuki a good look at his.....her  body.
	Her eyes were wide with disbelief. She reached out to touch his/her chest.
Her hand flinched; realizing what she was touching. Ranma was definitely
female now.
	At a loss for any words to describe what she saw, she looked mutely at her
brother -- correction, sister.
	"How?"
	"Long story." Ranma told her.


	Mizuki found herself staring wide-eyed at her brother. The tale was
extremely unbelievable; however, she had stayed in the Tendo residence long
enough to know that impossibilities were common place here. Still, having
found out her brother's secret came as quite a shock to her. Most
importantly was finding the real reason behind Ranma's avoidance of their
mother. Now she understood.
	"That really was a stupid idea promising to something like that." she
chided her brother ho was now in male form. It was quite unnerving to see
one's brother change sex in front of one's eyes. 
She notices that the Tendo's had no such difficulty. "I can see now why you
avoid mom. One little splash of cold water, you and dad's had it." She makes
a dragging motion about her neck.
	Ranma groaned while Genma was sweating like hell. Mizuki couldn't help
laugh at their reactions. Both looked at her intently.
	"Sorry." apologized Mizuki.
	Soun looks up from his newspaper. "Be as it may, what do you intend to do
about this information?"
	Dozens of good ideas began popping in her head. She dropped them all. No
matter how good they were, she couldn't do it, not to her own brother,
anyway. She considered what to say. There weren't exactly anything much to
say. She turns to Ranma.
	"I really don't think mom would mind about that little loophole with the
promise you gave her, Ranma. Honor may be important; but, being a mother
outweighs all others." 
*I think.* The last bit, she kept to herself.
	Genma shook her head. "I know my wife very well. I wouldn't put it pass her
to be so generous. She was the one who proposed marriage to me in the first
place. With the sword of hers breathing down my neck when she proposed, I
didn't really have much of a choice."
	"Well, I'm not the one who's in trouble, Ranma," She points a finger at
him, "you are."
	"How well I know that fact." he said to himself.
	Mizuki sighs. She came here to try and convince her brother to go back
home. Or at least visit their mother. Now, with the current situation, she
was not sure anymore. How do you explain to a mother, bound tightly in
tradition, about this? The answer to it is relatively simple since there is
but one logical answer.
	One does not.
	"I don't know about you, Ranma, but I'd suggest you tell her this sooner or
later. Mom will probably..." 
	"...yeah... I know." Ranma said in a tired voice.
	The doorbell rang.
	Suddenly, by some cosmic miracle, Ranma suddenly notices the change in mood
by almost everyone in the room save for Mizuki and Kasumi. 
"What?"
	It was his father who spoke up in a hushed voice. "Boy, did you not just
hear something?"
	Ranma processed the thoughts in his brain. It ran through different
possibilities but came up with a big blank. He shrugged stupidly. 
"Uh...no.." 
*Cripes!*  Akane thought. *how could she ever love a stupid moron like her.*
	Mr. Saotome stood up, grabbing her by the scruff of her neck. "Boy, did she
knock out one too many brain cell from your brain?  Who, under the heavens,
would ever use a doorbell to ask entrance to the Tendo Dojo?" This last was
stressed as much as was deemed possible.

	
	She turns around and finds their mother, Nodoka Saotome, looming before
them; sword in hand.
	Worse.
	"Mom!"
	"Did you really think I was that stupid, Genma?" she demanded of her
husband in a tone that brook no nonsense as she charged into the room. Eyes
wide and visibly shaking from rage.
	"No..Nodoka." Genma managed to say in his shocked condition. "How long...."
	"Long enough to have found out about your secret, dear." she told him in a
quiet and very calm voice. 
	"Mom......" Ranma tried to say something else but found his mind simply
refused to work.
	"I knew something was wrong when I first came here. It took me a while to
figure it out. Had it not been for a friend, I would not have known nor
understood how my husband and son could elude me so. Now; however, I
understand." She takes a step forward. "I understand everything."
	Nodoka grabs a glass of water and throws its contents on her son who
promptly turns into the red-haired Tendo cousin, Ranko. Ranma-chan felt her
heart sink into her stomach. Nodoka lowers her sword. Ranma-chan knew, then
and there, that she was going to die. She closes her eyes as the blade swung
down and strikes.
	It lasted for an eternity. The silence in the room was profoundly
disturbing. Nodoka knelt before her son/daughter and held her tight.
Ranma-chan, realizing her close brush with Death, found herself crying.
	"I'm sorry for everything, Mom." she told her. "I..I couldn't face you
because of the curse. Many times I've wanted to tell but..." Ranma-chan was
unable to continue as a fresh wave  of tears flooded her eyes.
	Nodoka just knelt and hugged Ranma-chan tightly.
	"Mother."
	"Sssh! I know, my dear. You don't have to say anything to me. Mother
understands."
	Ranma-chan breathed a little easier. At least, she didn't have to explain
anything to her. Only problem now would be the oath.
	"Genma," she began, looking at her husband fiercely, "You and I need to
have a little talk."
	Genma nodded.
	"Alone." she adds, stressing her point by picking up her sword. Genma
swallows the bile that rose from his stomach.
	"Yes, dear." he relented.
	As the couple left the room to discuss matters in private, everyone
breathed a lot  easier. Ranma-chan stared at the door as if expecting her
mom to come back and finish the job.  She felt the fearful pounding of her
heart. Mizuki took her brother...er, sister in her arms  and tried to
comfort her. Akane stared at the both of them. Soun was back to reading his
newspaper and Kasumi had already left for the kitchen. All in all, things
were pretty much back  to normal in the Tendo residence which was to say,
trouble had come calling once more.
	"Ranma..." she whispered to herself. 	
	A glistening teardrop slides done her cheek and fell on the table......