Yes, this is a repost.  Yes, it's vaguely Halloweenish.
http://www.emich.edu/public/llb/fanfic.html

Lara





THY FLESH CONSUMED


	The skies darkened, the seas boiled, the sun... disappeared.  A 
considerable amount of hell broke loose.
	Ranma looked up at the sky as the earth trembled beneath his feet.  
"I wonder if Akane was cookin' again." he asked no one in particular.
	As he leapt away, the ground split asunder and flames belched 
forth.  He didn't see what came out of the huge crack as he left, 
otherwise he might have stuck around a bit.

***

	People were screaming and running in terror.  Things were in 
complete chaos as the Armageddon seemed to have arrived.  Ranma calmly 
watched from a building top wondering what the big deal was.  It wasn't 
the end of the world really; Akane's cooking wasn't THAT bad.
	Then a crowd of people came from around the corner, running like a 
well-controlled herd.  Following them were a group of what could only be 
described as demons.  Large fleshy beasts with sharp teeth and yellow 
eyes...
	Ranma saw one person lag behind the others and be consumed by 
something vaguely man-like with brown scaly skin.  Actually, the poor 
fall-behind was consumed by several of the humanoids.
	In fact, looking around, Ranma could see these demons running 
around all over the place.  There were bodies, parts of bodies, pools of 
blood everywhere.  Hmm.  Maybe this wasn't from Akane's cooking after 
all.  Heading back to the dojo would probably be in his best interest.

***

	Leaping from roof to roof, Ranma could hear the screams of the 
dying, the terrified all around him.  It started to get annoying after a 
while.  Things were fine and dandy really until he landed on a roof and 
it gave way, plummeting him into the house below.
	"At least I didn't get wet," Ranma said, pushing some debris off 
himself.  He stood up and dusted himself off, preparing to be on his way 
again.
	That was when the wall exploded (right through a water pipe that 
sprayed Ranma and turned him female) and a group of ugly monsters 
charged at him.
	Heck, fighting them was something Ranma felt at ease doing.  Much 
better than running and avoiding them.  He kicked one stump-legged thing 
in the face and caved it in.  A couple of the brown things came at him, 
and he got a glimpse of a mouth filled with flames before he hit it, 
sending a shower of green and red blood into the air.
	Twisting instinctively, Ranma felt his back get singed by a burst 
of flame from another creature.  Fortunately, it shot past him to strike 
another, enraging it.  Disposing of a few more beasts allowed Ranma to 
escape as the others had started battling each other.

***

	He was running along a rooftop, a taller building with numerous 
windows next to him, concentrating on getting back to the dojo, when a 
hail of bullets shattered the glass and struck the roof next to his 
feet.  Dancing merrily away, Ranma glanced up and saw a group of 
soldier-like men with automatic weapons glaring at him from the building 
with red-rimmed eyes.
	OK, so the ugly things wanted to eat him, and the soldier guys 
wanted to shoot him.  What next?  As he jumped to the next roof, there 
was a whooshing sound and a ball of orange and red flames flew past his 
leg.
	"Close one.  Guess I have to be more careful," he said to himself.  
But the whooshing sound grew in volume, and when Ranma looked back, that 
ball of death was following him.  "Why is it always me?" he asked 
himself and hopped over the flaming mass as it flew past him.
	Things were getting a little hairy with flames and fireballs and 
bullets flying everywhere.  Ranma thought he saw... other things flying 
around, but that was something he felt like avoiding so he had hunkered 
down until that little magical instinct in him told him it was safe.

***

	Finally, there it was.  The house looked unscathed and the yard 
was still in good shape, almost as if it had managed to avoid the 
destruction all around it.
	Ranma landed in the yard and went right inside.  He stopped when 
he saw the explosion waiting to happen inside: everyone was there.  He 
pushed Shampoo off of him as he walked past, ignored Ukyo's greeting, 
trying to find someone who could tell him what was going on.
	He jumped a little bit as he felt a hand grab his butt and turned 
around.  Figures it would be Kodachi, he thought as he gave her a small 
frown.  At least I hope it was her and not Kuno.  He shuddered slightly 
as he left the crowd of wanna-be fiancees and rivals behind.
	Kasumi was sitting at the table looking slightly shell-shocked.
	"Yo, Kasumi.  What happened?" he asked her.
	Kasumi looked at him, her eyes a little wide, but she almost 
instantly regained her composure.  "Why hello Ranma.  We were so worried 
about you."
	"I bet.  But what happened?  It looks pretty bad out there."
	"Oh, well, Akane tried to cook dinner, and when the sun got 
blacked out and Hell started to slowly take over the Earth..."
	Ranma's eyes bugged out a little.  It WAS Akane's cooking.  Wow.  
he never knew it could be that powerful.
	"And none of the stores were open, so we had to make due," Kasumi 
finished, smiling sweetly.
	"Too bad ya didn't cook Mousse..."
	"Oh my, no.  Akane was heartbroken really, but it had to be done.  
We had so many hungry guests..."
	Ranma shook his head.  Uh oh.
	"I think there's still some left in the kitchen if you're hungry."
	Ranma nodded slowly and went to the kitchen.  As he feared, Akane 
was there, tears still falling from her eyes.  She looked at him, her 
mouth curved downward into a frown.  It pierced Ranma to his soul.
	"I'm so sorry.  If I wouldn't have tried to cook, it would have 
never..."  Akane couldn't finish her sentence and started crying anew.
	Ranma looked at the covered plate and shuddered.  "Akane, what did 
you..."  He didn't want it to be true, but things didn't look good.
	His fingers twitched as he took hold of the paper towel.  With a 
swift pull, he removed the towel and stared at what was there: a small 
unmistakable black haunch.
	"I didn't want to eat poor little P-chan, but we had no other 
food!" Akane wailed.
	The words Ranma had uttered less than three days ago haunted him.  
'Ryoga, you suck so bad, I'm gonna eat you alive and spit out the 
bones.'
	Shrugging, Ranma sat down and began to eat.