This is a mail version for all of you out there. who want to read some
dumb fiction that I wrote. as always send C&C the harder you are on me
the better.

This story is called a Twist in the tale.
and is the first part of something I posted a little while back. 
it is just a little something that you might be interested in. if you
want to read more, e-mail me and I shall comply.

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                                *WARNING*  

*this is a Ranma 1/2 alternate dimensions story. this does not mean that
any*
          *of the normal Ranma crew are the focus of the story.*
          * Thank you for listening to the announcement.*
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 Prologue:
        A scene slowly resolves like mists parting before the summer
breeze. 
Numerous pools form in the foreground as Picturistic mountains appear in
the background. I, Tatawaki Kuno swoop through the air towards this
valley in the mountains. the spring breeze carries me towards this
training ground in the middle of nowhere. The poles  stuck into the
numerous pools attest to the fact that this region has a training
ground. A mere phesent's hut attracts my attention and for some reason I
find myself being drawn to this simple dwelling. A person is looking out
of the door of this meager dwelling in his hand is a scroll! 
        The clothes of this pheasant makes him seem to be but a relic of
China's cultural revolution but he has a fighting aura that bespeaks no
normal man. He seems to see me for the first time and he acknowledges me
for the samurai I am. I let him straighten from his bow and take the
scroll from his hands. This, this.. scroll. what is it's importance to
me? I wonder as the world darkens around me. Gosunkugi appears like a
Nina in the darkness before me as and I hesitate for a moment before
relinquishing the artifact to his possession. "Summon a person for me.
Summon a person who can vanquish the evil sorcerer Ranma." 

Ps author's note. Please heckle this piece as much as possible, then
send the resulting flames to X94quek1@wmich.edu I know that I really
need flames to improve my writings. I just hope that my writings are not
as bad as AKA's cooking. 

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(Dimension Sole)
*BEE.BEE.BEEE.BEEE. BEEE.BEEEEEE.BEEEEE.BEEEEEEE* click. 
        The scene is of a Spartan bedroom. clothes draped over one of
the two
chairs in the room a computer lies on a table and a dresser takes up a
corner of the room while on the opposite side is a bed where a person
lies. His still form is somewhat athletic, retaining strong probably
because of the effects of an active life when younger and genetics than
actual training. He looks like a normal Oriental person with dark black
hair and light tan skin. His features seems on the verge of having sharp
chiseled features while the boyish innocence on his face gives a slight
contrast to the tough appearance that his face seems to have. His strong
hand lies on top of the low table by the bed.  As he draws the hand
closer to him his hazel eyes peep over the pillow  to contemplate the
device cupped in his palm.
"8:30. . .  Great. the first day of vacation and I forgot to disarm my
stupid clock." the figure sulked as he made his way over to the dresser.
"Oh well, I figure I can get something to pass the time." 

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(In another dimension,)
        A man sits up on his futon. staring straight ahead of him.
"That dream!, It must be a message from the gods themselves. Now I know
how to defeat you Sotome Ranma! BUA HAHAHAHAHA..." "SATSUKE!" the person
shouted. 
"Yes Master?"  the Nina replied as he appeared before Kuno.
"Pack my bags, we shall be going to China."
"Emmm. master,"
"Yes Sasuki?"
"Don't you have finals this week?"
"Do not bother me with trivialities Sasuki, we are leaving at the end of
the week."
"Yes master." Sasuki replied as he disappeared to get breakfast.
"This dream, It will give me a warrior who will free Akane and the
pig-tailed one from the clutches of the evil sorcerer Ranma! They shall
be mine Buah HA HA  Ha ha..."

Note Asian names usually have their family names first (mine is) and I
will state the Japanese characters as such.

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(Jyusenkyou: Ranmaverse same day.) 
The air is slightly misty as the predawn of the mountains. The
surroundings turn red golden and finally yellow as the sun rises over
the peaks and spills it's warm glow on the surrounding countryside. We
see the pools of Jyusenkyou stretching into the distance as the shadow
of the mountains recedes from the glow of the sun. Squatting by the edge
of the Nannicuan is the Guide enjoying the sunrise He suddenly notices
Bubbles rising from a pool close to him. to the right of the Nannicuan.
"Hongmounichuan"  the guide notes. as a wooden case floats to the
surface. and is pushed  towards him by the bubbles. The guide looks for
a second. 'I wonder what this is' he muses as the bubbles recede. 'let's
open it and find out.'  he says as he reaches into the water and scoops
out the case. Pulling open the top of the case, he draws out an old
scroll remarkably well preserved.   'Himmm. magic scroll, no use for me
but maybe someone look for it soon no?' 

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(Furinken High school at that moment.)
It's a warm sunny day with not a cloud in the sky. Students are walking
or otherwise making their way through the school gates to class. Of
these people, a strange student is walking into the school yard, his
bloodshot eyes make it seem like he has not slept in a week and his pale
appearance makes the dark bags under his eyes seem all the more
startling in contrast. Perhaps the most remarkable thing about this
person is that everyone around him treats it like it's normal to have a
schoolmate looking like something a cat dragged out of the trash. They
avoid him of course but that's the only normal thing about it. Suddenly,
as if struck by lightning, his head shit up from his habitual droop and
his posture changed to one of rapt attention. The bags under his eyes
drained and faded while his eyes assumed it's 'normal?' color. His
stance is just like a soldier standing at attention. 
"The ether, it is coming to place. . . Kuno? He's the one to help me?"
The character mumbled to himself. "He'll get the scroll for me?"
*BONK!?!* 
"Ranma No BAKA!" screamed a voice behi. . . well, somewhere around him
as he fell to the ground. 
"Oh, sorry Gusunkugi, didn't see you there." called Ranma as he dashed
around the courtyard with Akane close behind him.  
"Hey! Stop it already, you tomboy."
"What… did you call me?" 
"Hey you out there, come to class already!" called a teacher from the
first story window. 
"Hi Sensei," Akane replied as she skidded to a stop. "Ranma let's get to
class before we're late."
"Akane, Were in school already. What's the rush?"
"Ah the beauty of the rose pales when compared with your mere presence,
I would date with you." *WHAM* as Kuno sails through the air to meet a
tree face first. 
 "Any other questions Ranma?" 

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(Another dimension a Hell of some sort) 
A space of  what was once a large warehouse enclosed mainly in shadows
is what we see. Dripping  water from the stalactites meeting the
stalagmites on the floor makes up one corner of the room. The sound of
typing is the only sound other sound you hear in the eerie darkness. A
light is shining at the opposite end of the cavern. There, a person
dressed immaculately looking like well.. A office worker sits in front
of an computer terminal. His handsome features furrowed in concentration
as he busily types away at a computer. A stack of folders the size of
his desk is stacked besides him. And a miniature girl is seated on the
brown hair of the worker. You note that the 'girl' has wings and a tail
ending in a sharp barb and that the and the person is probably an
accountant doing come sort of accounting on his computer. The horns on
either side of his head testify to the fact that he is in fact a real
demon although you don't get the scared stiff  or a cold lump sitting in
the bottom of your stomach sensation from him as you see the imp attach
a small bell to the left horn of the demon. Looking at the imp's face,
you get the impression that she is literally bored to death but there is
nothing else better to do in the caverns. The Imp seemingly not being
able to take it anymore tries to start a conversation in his squeaky
voice.
"Can we go out for a rampage in some dimension? "
"No"
"Can we go and drag a few souls here and torture them?"
"No"
"Can I go get some food?"
"No souls."
"Darn, how about another computer?"
"takes you too long to type a sentence."
". . . .  "
(note: his hands fly over the keyboard at a phenomenal rate. Typing
above 150 words a minute. A feat the Guinness book of records would like
to record.)
"Pass me the Uthercrakan report will you?" he says  to the imp as he
waves to the set of papers in front of him as they shift before him and
fade away. 
"I don't see the point of sorting out these papers." The imp grumbles as
she takes a thick folder off a pile and flutters over to the demon. 
"You know that we need to have the logs sorted out as soon as we come
out with a new system," he says over his shoulder. "And the computer
lets us keep inventory so much faster than then going through these
files." He gestures towards the folders besides him. 
"Yah Yah right." The imp retorts as she settles back to her place on top
of his head. "Just my luck to be a familiar to an accountant. I could
have been the familiar to the Urberdark but I wanted job security. 
"Oh the Urberdark?" the demon thinks for a second. "He was flattened by
Joe the friendly giant." He puts his hand under his chin for a second
and ponders for a second. "Oh well." He says as he resumes typing.
"WELL? Don't leave it hanging! Tell me what happened!" the imp screeched
as impatience finally got the best of her.
"Huh what?" The demon taunted "you were asking?"
"Gr.r.r.r..r" 
"Ok, ok. Joe wasn't looking where he was going and he stepped on
Urberdark as  Urber was fighting George the knight in the Dragon
universe." 
"Resurrecting"
"Yep."
"oh " the imp said closing her eyes as she remembers the excruciating
pain they have to go through while being resurrected feeling really
depressed. Maybe scrying other dimensions would help

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(Ranmaverse.)
We see a room filled with arcane items from shrunken heads displayed on
one shelf of a bookcase to paper charms filled with mystic designs. at a
table near a window, Gosunkugi sits  writhing in what seems like a
diary. We notice that Gosunkugi hasn't reverted to his baggy eyed self
just yet and he seems allot healthier than the baggy eyed apparition he
normally is he also sees more confident and less a potent of doom since
he had his 'vision' 
        "Monday was an interesting day for me. It seems Kuno had a
dream  that
there is a scroll in China that will bring forth a warrior to defeat
Ranma. I too had a similar vision brought forth by the mystic ether
before Ranma knocked  into me. I don't know what it will mean for either
of us but I hope that the scroll will contain an incantation that will
free Akane from her engagement so that I will have a chance at her. Kuno
left this Friday and I expect he will be going to the place that Ranma
and his father trained at.. That magical place called Jyusenkyou. . . "