This is a piece of fan fiction. Some characters have been borrowed
from copywriten publications with out permission of either the
authors, or the publishers. This is meant as a form of flattery
towards the authors of those characters and is not to be used as a
means of capitol gain. I am in debt well past my ears to the
Department of Education, and they they are not getting any thing from
me. So I really have nothing more to loose, and currently think that
time in a "Correctional Facility" will possibly be an improvement in
my current lifestyle. I really have nothing to lose by doing this.
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Prologue: "It's the End of The World as we Know it, and I feel fine!"
=^oo^=
I wake up screaming. The last thing I remember is getting
blown through a hole by what I assumed was a nuclear explosion.
As I calm down a number of thoughts go through what pass for my
brain:
*I must be dead.*
*Ooooh! the pain. I can't be dead it hurts way to much.*
*I'm alive then*
*imaliveimaliveimaliveimaliveimaliveimalive....*
*Sacred Excrement!!! Did I just survive a NUKE?!?!??!?!*
*Hmmmm... this bed is rather comfortable, I wonder where I am...*
I open my eyes and look around. The lights are rather dim. I seem
to be lieing in... A large pet bed? There is a thick bandage on
my back. Other than that I seem to be naked. I hear a door open.
"Oh! You're awake." says a voice behind me, "The healer will
be here in a moment. How are you feeling?"
"About as well a anybody with a sore back I suppose." I say as I
turn to look at my visitor. "Quite possibly I'm in shock. I think
my world just died."
My visitor was definitely not human. Imagine If you will a large
black cat. Now stand this cat on its hind legs, and modify its
forepaws into functional hands. That this cat was wearing a white
smock and holding a clipboard.
"Well that's easy to check on." she said as she moved closer
and began to look me me over, "Let's see now. Eyes: slightly
dilated but clear. Breathing just fine, Speech seems to be clear.
Reflexes:" At this she swiped at me with her claws extended, and I
jumped back and shouted.
"Yaaaah! What did you do that for!"
"Reflexes: fine" said another voice, as another cat entered
the room, "Well how is he?"
"Physically he's fine for a human with a burnt back, mentally
I'd say he's in shock. A cross between survival shock, and First
Contact Shock. He will recover in a couple of days. What did the
Council have to say about his status?" said the nurse.
"The General consensus seems to be let him live. However, they
are divided on what to do with him." said the healer.
"Umm..., I realize that your cats, but If your going to talk
about me as if I'm not here, could you at least step out of the room?"
I interjected.
The both looked at me like they were very surprised.
"You heard that?" said the two cats.
"Yes." I answered "So how long was I out? and what happened to
the tom I was carrying?
"Well you passed out in the lobby of the council hall about this
time yesterday. And Twiddle, the tom you rescued is recovering from a
broken hip." answered the healer as my stomach rumbled loudly.
"Cassandra, could you get a meal for... I'm sorry what can we
call you?"
"Well..." i pondered for a moment "Why not, call me Khat."
=^oo^=
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Whew! Most of you are gong to wonder what's going on here.
Well I'm not going to tell you yet! Bwahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
I will say that this is going to be a Ranma = story eventually.
And may get very strange.
Some of you will probably guess that this is going to deal with
Nekko-Ken AKA as Cat-Fu or Cat Fist. Believe me I have my own
wild and twisted take on on the subject of this problem and
on how to solve it.
A lot of this will be taken from Khat's point of view. Some of
the story will be taken from the other characters view point.
As a warning I am going to try to keep most of the "fiance chaos"
intact and possibly add a couple twists (twits?) of my own...
=^oo^=
So please send any comments and criticism to the addy below, because
with out your input I can't improve.
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