Working Title: Ranma Saotome: Hellspawn

Hey folks.. Just mailing the list to see the interest factor in an idea 
I've been throwing around in my head the past few days.. But, before I 
start...

Ranma � and the characters and situations contained are the sole 
property of Rumiko Takahashi, and the following fanfic is not to 
disrespect her work in _ANY_ way.

Spawn and the characters and situations contained are the sole property 
of Todd McFarlane and Image comics. The following fanfic is not to 
disrespect his work in _ANY_ way.

And now, on with the Teaser.


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Prologue: Memories & Misgivings

	The darkness of the Nerima night penetrated into his eyes. He
got up and looked around. Where was he? He couldn't remember. In
fact, he couldn't remember anything past two seconds ago.
	The place he tread upon had struck him as familiarity, but he 
couldn't place it. He couldn't remember anything. What was happening 
to him? He looked at his surroundings.
	Though it was night, he could make out the area quite easily. 
He was on the rooftop of a three story building, looking out from the 
rooftop he could see walls, and a swimming pool. He could hardly make 
out the sign which stood at the entrance of the grounds.
	'Furinkan High School', it read. Another flash of 
familiarity. He knew this place, even if his consciousness could not 
remember, his inner self did. He was about to scream in frustration 
when something had hit him.
	*Akane*, the name meant something. Something warm, something 
deep, but he could not for the life of him remember what. He began to 
move along the rooftop of the school, jumping past air circulation 
vents and whatnot. But something else was wrong. Out of place. He 
still couldn't place it. Then he noticed the chains.
	The Chains seemed to be connected to his suit somehow, a suit 
which he had no memory of ever possessing. It felt... Almost alien, 
but he could not bring himself to tear it off. The cloak on his back 
fluttered in the wind, not as though the wind was controlling its 
movements, but as if the cloak itself were rehearsing some kind of 
dance, or even...
	An image flooded his head. Nothing more, but when he thought 
of the image, he could only think *Akane*. The image was apparently 
the holder of the name. How it was coming to him periodically, he had 
no idea, but he found himself taken aback by the beauty portrayed by 
his mind. A vision of lovelyness, dark lavender hair and beautiful 
sparkling eyes, but he couldn't bring himself to realize it. To him, 
the image also came with a word. 'Tomboy'.
	Something else. It was coming slowly... Another word... No. A 
place. A place he cursed with all of his inner being, a place he 
could remember only by name, but with the name came an image. An 
image of a field. A field with... Springs... and large bamboo 
poles... A place called 'Jusenkyo'.
	He tried desperately to remember more concerning this place, 
Jusenkyo, and the woman that had invaded his mind. But he found 
himself drawing a complete blank. He could not remember...
	Something else was coming. Not a word, a place or a name. An 
vent. An event that had taken all of a millisecond to complete. An 
event that had taken place only seconds before he awoke in this 
place. The event that had sealed his eternal fate. He remembered, the 
'deal'.

	Darkness, nothing more. "Do you love her?", it asked.
	Without even thinking of the answer, he replied. "Yes. Of 
course."
	The darkness seemed to laugh. "Would you like to see her 
again?"
	Again, not even thinking of an answer. "Yes."
	"Then so be it.", the darkness revealed itself.
	He screamed at first sight of the horrible monster that had 
released itself from the darkness that surrounded him. A creature... 
no... A Demon like none he had ever seen.
	It had long silver hair that seemed to ripple with pleasure 
at every whimper, ever scream and cry that was heard worldwide. The 
teeth protruded three feet from the creatures mouth, and what a mouth 
at that, it was large enough to swallow a dragon in a single gulp.
	The demon laughed, "Go my Hellspawn", it said. And then it had 
dissappeared.


	In the Nerima night, a figure on the rooftop of Furinkan High 
School, screamed in anguish at the memory of his deal.

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Well, what do you think? Its in Rough Draft mode right now, and _IS_ 
going to be fixed up, rewritten and such, I just wanted to see if anyone 
would be interested in such a fic.. You can email all C&C, Flames, 
Suggestions and such pertaining to this idea to me at 
watcheroftides@hotmail.com... make sure you let me know if this fic 
would interest you!

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