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Ace Sanchez presents: Ranma + Ryoga Part 2; Prologue:


A soft gasp shattered the night's silence. The little girl was sitting
up in bed, the covers tangled in her legs. The moon briefly reflected
off the moist cheeks of her face as it shone in through the window. The
light suddenly cut out when the clouds covered it, dropping the small 
room back into darkness. Various toys on the bookshelf looked sinister
in the shadows.

Her bare shoulders shivered uncontrollably underneath the pink night
gown she was wearing. Her eyes were wide open in fright, still within
the nightmare she had woken up with. Strangely coloured eyes set in a
cute elfin face closed tightly. She let out a small sob as she 
remembered what she dreamt.

"Why did you leave us daddy?" she had shouted hoarsely at the shadowy
figure, she just knew had to be her father. Although she could not see
his features she just somehow knew it. "Why aren't you here with me and 
Mama?"

The shadow that was her father was silent.

"Why don't you come back?" she had cried. "Don't you love us?" she
weeped pathetically.

Then suddenly a tendril of darkness had begun to creep out of the 
shadow. The little girl shook her head in shock as she saw momentarily 
what was in the shadow. "You ... you can't be Daddy!"

The darkness had then manifested into a shape she could not describe nor
remember clearly, the only thing that she knew for sure after she woke 
up was that it was a monster and that it was going to kill her.

The girl stopped sobbing as she thought of her mother. Mama! She 
grew comforted at the knowledge that she was not alone. Her mother would 
tuck her into bed with her and hug her tight whenever she had a bad dream. 
No monster would get her if she was with Mama.

The little girl turned on to her stomach and slid off the bed. 
Carefully, she avoided looking at the headboard. By day, it was in the 
shape of cute teddy bear head. But tonight she was afraid it would wake 
up and turn into a demon if she so much as looked at it. She stepped 
softly across the carpeted floor and opened the door to her bedroom a 
tiny crack. She looked right and left out in the hallway, carefully 
inspecting each shadow for anything that could remotely be hiding in it. 
After satisfying herself that there was nothing, she opened the door  
half-way and, turning her body sideways, she slipped out.

As she grew nearer to her mother's room, she began to hear a muffled
sobbing. That can't be Mama, she thought. She never cries. However the
noise only grew louder as she approached her mother's closed bedroom 
door. She was puzzled and a little frightened at the knowledge that her
strong mother was actually crying.

Hesitantly she opened the door. She was not prepared for what she saw 
inside. Her mother was thrashing around on her bed, the covers long 
since having fallen to the floor. She was crying, but her eyes were
still closed. The little girl did not know that a person could cry
in their sleep. A tear began to leak out of her eye. She could not
stand to see her mother like this. Could this be because Daddy is not
with us?, she asked in her mind. Maybe she was having the same 
nightmare.

"R-Ryoga, what are y-you doing?" The shout came out of her mother's
mouth in conjunction with a powerful thrashing of her left arm. Her 
hand was in a fist, as she tried to punch an invisible figure on top of 
her.

At the loud outburst, the little girl cowered backwards, almost 
breaking out of the room. But she could not flee like she wanted to.
For some reason her feet were rooted to the ground.

Her arm stopped thrashing as if someone held it down. "You bastard! I 
can't believe you're doing this!" A pause. "Stop it. It hurts ..." 
Another scream came out of her throat.

The little girl's eyes were streaming tears now.

Her mother's head jerked sideways as if someone hit her. "Y-You're
enjoying this aren't you," she sobbed pathetically. "If Akane could see
you now, y-you rapist."

Suddenly her whole upper body jerked upright. She began to convulse as 
if the invisible figure were furiously shaking her. Then her head jerked 
backwards, she let out a sigh and fell down on to the bed. After ten 
minutes with no more movement, just hard breathing, it became apparent 
that her nightmare was over.

The little girl was sitting down on the floor. Hot tears made twin 
streaks down her face and dripped on the carpet as she sat there looking
at everything and nothing. She had just remembered what the shadow had
said just before she woke up. Ryanko covered her face with her small 
hands as she sobbed quietly into them. It had said that its name was 
Ryoga.


   Ranma + Ryoga part 2

Ace Sanchez (email: jsa@fl.net.au, www: http://jsa.users.fl.net.au/)

Here is part 2 of Ranma plus Ryoga. Get part 1 at my webpage.

Send C&C and stuff, I love it! (Even if it's bad ^_^).

Info: This fic takes place before Nadoka ever showed up. 

WARNING: The following fanfiction may be a bit dark. It may contain 
scenes of gratuitous  and extreme violence. Swearing too. You have been 
warned. You might want to be 18 before you read this, but hey, anyone 
can probably get this and read it, so I won't bother. The kiddies are 
probably all out there reading lemons anyway. Oh well, if you aren't 
turned off yet, read on!

(Standard disclaimer: Ranma 1/2 and its associated characters 
created by Rumiko Takahashi.  You know the drill, etc etc etc.)


Ranma + Ryoga (OAV Mini-series)

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Part 2 "Daddy's Little Girl"

Back to the present day ...

The early morning was a tapestry of gloom, woven exclusively from shades
of black and graveyard greys. The sky above China was a pure mat of 
darkness, no stars were visible. The wind blew a strong chillness that 
seemed to freeze one's soul more than the body. Despite this, it 
was ominously silent. 

Somewhere, in the darkest, most rural area of the country, high up in 
the upper canopy of the forests, a man was hanging precariously at least
fifty feet high in the air. His only support was the tightly clenched 
fist holding him up by the collar around his neck. He was slowly but 
surely sliding down into his scrunched shirt, the grip beginning to give 
him trouble breathing.

"R-Ryanko?" The man's voice choked out dryly to the figure holding him
up, seemingly effortlessly. The dark orange bandanna tied around his 
head was hot and wet with perspiration. His hands desperately clutched 
at the wrist near his throat. Directly below him, the ground beckoned 
silently, waiting for the delayed, but inevitable fall.

In contrast to the dangerous aura that the cloaked figure holding him up 
emitted, it was a strange sight that his captor was a young female. 
Despite her youth, she was unusually tall, with a slender but muscular
frame. 

Shadows played across the girl's face, no longer concealed in the hood
of her cloak. Her hair seemed one with the darkness of twilight, long 
strands of night surrounding her hauntingly beautiful face, before they 
diverged into a thick, three foot long braid which escaped behind her 
floating in the chilling wind.

"I-It can't be ..."

The girl was silent for a moment, unanswering. The only indication that 
she even heard the useless denial, was a slight tightening of her fist 
and her strange eyes glowing even more brightly than before if that was 
possible.

"Vengeance is slow but sure, Ryoga Hibiki," the girl's soft voice 
stated unemotionally. Despite the tone in her voice, her blue and green
eyes were blazing in a curious mix of scorn and satisfaction.

Ryoga shook his head wildly, as best he could within the girl's tight 
grasp. "W-With R-Ranma? I-It's not possible!"

Suddenly Ryanko spun around, while simultaneously letting go of him, so
shockingly quick Ryoga's grip on her arm slid away as easy as if he 
wasn't holding on for grim life. For the briefest of moments, Ryoga hung
suspended in midair, strangely reminiscent of a cartoon he had seen in 
his younger days. Then Ryanko completed her rapid spin into a massive 
roundhouse double kick, the first catching him in the stomach, tilting
him forward, the second in the chest stopping his forward spin and 
propelling him into a backwards rotation instead. The world spun 
crazily in a universe of pain. His back exploded in agony as he 
connected with a tree. He seemed to stick to the bark of the trunk for 
a while before he began to slide downwards, the rough wood shredding his 
shirt and scratching into his back, drawing blood. Leaves fluttered 
everywhere, obscuring his vision.

As he tumbled downwards, Ryoga desperately spun into a somersault to 
gain his equilibrium and managed to catch another branch with both 
hands. He painfully brought himself up on top of it. He looked up to see 
Ryanko standing on the branch of a nearby tree. She had a smirk on her 
full lips.

"The teacher's in school always said I was impossible, but I never 
believed them." She shook her head mock sadly. "And now, my own father 
agreeing with them."

Ryoga choked as he stood up, one hand on the bough for support, the 
other rubbing his sore throat. He couldn't believe it. He had a 
daughter. With Ranma even. It didn't seem possible. He looked at her
closely. Her face did resemble Ranma's in female from. Except she had 
an eerie quality that somehow made her more beautiful. And if he was
indeed her father, she had certainly received her fair share of the
Hibiki strength. He just didn't understand how she could be even 
stronger than him.

"I-If you really are my daughter, I-I don't want to fight you."

"You still doubt it?" She smiled, letting her fangs show. "With these
two ugly big dog teeth? And this eye?" She pointed to her left eye
which was of a like shade to Ryoga's. "Sorry, but unfortunately, you
fit the bill. And here's your prize!" Shockingly, she grasped the trunk
of the tree she was standing on, and ripped the whole top of the tree 
off. Ryoga's eyes widened. The piece she was hefting was at least
twenty feet tall!

He jumped out of the way frantically as she threw the massive piece of 
wood at him, spinning around like a huge propeller. One of the sharp 
branches sticking out of the mutilated tree top ripped open his pant 
leg and cut a long tear in his thigh, as it passed by. He rotated into 
a flip, clutching his wounded leg as he alighted on another tree's 
branches. He watched as the thrown tree top crashed into another tree,
snapping it in half. The massive tree limbs fell below with a loud 
crash. Now he knew how she decapitated Katsunnishi. She most likely 
just ripped his head off with her bare hands just like the tree.

"That was all you yesterday wasn't it?" Ryoga called out to her. She
was fortunately still standing where she was, dusting off her hands.
"You were just playing with me."

Ryanko looked up at him and shrugged. "After all this time I've been
looking for you, what I really wanted to do was just rip your damn head 
off as soon as I found you, but it just seemed like a waste. Revenge is
best savored and drunk slowly like fine wine. So I had to content 
myself with a different pig's head. But frankly, after one day I 
couldn't take it. Looking at your goofy looking expression last 
afternoon, I just have to kill you." She cracked her knuckles. "I should 
really get back to killing you now."

Ryoga lowered his profile into a defensive posture. "I won't fight you,
but I'm warning you, I won't just let you kill me either. I'll defend
myself, and I've gotten pretty good over the years. You'll just have to
give it up."

Ryanko just smiled at him. Then suddenly, Ryoga didn't know how, she was
directly in front of him. One instant she was standing over about thirty
feet away, the next instant she was standing 'right' there on the same
branch. She kicked his legs out from under him. Ryoga fell backwards, 
and grasped the branch with his hands, to back-flip away. Pain exploded
in his back however when he was rolling around to land. She had somehow 
moved so quick to be at the place he was moving towards before he got 
there. The momentum of her hit made him smash into the trunk of the 
tree.

He spun around to face her. "How did you get so fast and strong?" he 
choked out some blood.

"Blood will tell," she replied matter of factly. "I'm sick of fighting
in these stupid trees. Meet the ground Daddy!" She made a huge leap over
Ryoga's head and chopped through the branch he was standing on with her
hand.

Ryoga desperately tried to jump off before she cut through, but he 
didn't make it. He crashed through numerous branches, descending 
rapidly, as he tried to catch himself, but each time he caught one, 
Ryanko, who was falling down with him, would smash the branch off.

Fortunately, his catching of several branches broke his fall enough 
that he could land relatively unharmed. Even so he had to go into a 
forward roll to further distribute his momentum. He sat up to watch 
Ryanko glide down softly and land on her feet, her black cloak billowing
out like a cape. Leaves fluttered down all around them as well as 
several severed branches which crashed down loudly.

Ryoga crouched on one knee, as he thought frantically. He could not 
effectively defend against Ryanko's speed. Essentially, his strengths 
were his offensive capabilities, not really on the defensive side. Hell,
before Ryanko, he did not really need to defend, he could shrug most 
blows off. But she was so damn strong, one hit from her could hurt him
badly. He could not last much longer, already the blood loss was making
him feel faint. He looked up at the sky and was surprised that it was
getting lighter. The sun had begun to rise.

If he did not start attacking soon, he was dead in the water. That was
an apt expression Ryoga thought sourly. But he just could not attack his
own daughter.

"Now, Daddy, where were we?" She brushed her long hair out of her face
and adjusted her braid of dark hair. "I can call you Daddy right? 
Anyway, it's time to say good night, or is it good morning?" she ripped
her cloak off completely, to reveal the chinese style black pants of the 
type Ranma always used to wear, as well as a sleeveless dark shirt
which outlined her firm bust. Ryoga paused, thinking that she was 
definitely Ranma's daughter before he caught himself and turned red,
his nose about to start bleeding. 

"Get your mind out of the gutter, you disgusting pervert," she said just 
before she leaped forward in a furious combo, right back handed punch, 
followed by left, spinning elbow, it continued on and on. Ryoga was hard 
pressed to block each attack, but realised that she was not nearly 
hitting as hard as she could nor utilising her superior speed. Was she 
still playing with him? He also began to realise that she was not just 
using Anything Goes attacks on him, but several other styles which he 
recognised as Amazon techniques, as well as other styles he observed on 
his travels, and most surprisingly, Ryoga's own martial arts style. But 
to learn that, she must have been to my home town in Japan ... He began
to feel a weird sense of pride that 'his' daughter was such a good 
fighter.

Finally she ended with a powerful back somersault kick which Ryoga 
couldn't completely block even though it was obvious she wasn't really 
trying. He was propelled backwards, his feet scraping the ground, as
he fought to stay upright. A tree's trunk stopped his sliding, 
aggravating the deep scratches in his back. He spat out more blood. 
This time he thought that she probably broke several of his ribs.

Ryanko frowned at him. "Aren't you ever going to fight back?"

"I-I can't fight you. Can't you see? You're my daughter no matter how
impossible it seems, and ... and after what I did to Ranma, I'm
afraid that I probably deserve this. H-how is he?"

She snarled, her blue and green eyes beginning to glow again. "It's
'she' you fucking bastard rapist. You're the reason she's like this now! 
You gave us pain and suffering, it's only right that you suffer as well! 
But you're not making this satisfying enough, trying to be noble and 
good and not fight me. Where was your fucking nobility seventeen years 
ago you piece of shit? Very well, it's time to bring out the big guns. 
You know what I'm going to do after I kill you?" She gave him an evil 
smile. "I'm going to try to turn your dead body into a stupid pig and 
force you into Akari's throat before I rip her shitting head off! And if 
I can't turn your rotting carcass into that black little piece of crap, 
I'm going to rip her shitting head off anyway!"
 
Ryoga's mind, hearing this, just snapped. The feelings within him that
were familiar that night long ago rushed back like the sea after low
tide. He began to feel the dark energy of depression and hate force
themselves into his arms and begin to rush towards his hands.
"I will NEVER let you harm Akari." His voice came out cold and furious.

Ryanko just continued to smile that small smile. "Now I'm getting 
somewhere."

"You'll be going somewhere alright, and that's far, far from here!"
he shouted as he lifted his arms, releasing the intensity of his
dark emotions into pure destructive violence.

"SHISHI HOUKOUDAN!"



---- End of part 2 - To be continued (Aren't I a bastard ^_^)


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Here is draft1 of part2 Ranma + Ryoga. I hope you weren't disappointed!
As always, C&C appreciated, it helps me write better stories!

Seeyas

Ace Sanchez