the ending...makes utterly no sence...and the story seems rather mushed up.  

the author really should rewrite it to give just a little more details...

to quote a certain blond: "nope, i dont get it at all"
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"the world is a dark, cold, and lonely place..."


I _AM_ the teflon coated, armor piercing, depleted
 urainum, hollow point,solid core, self propeled,
 laser guided, auto-tracking, high explosive,
 anti-personell, incinidairy, heat seeking, cat!!

was that over the top? I never can tell anymore...


On Mon, 22 Mar 1999 17:10:27   Brandon Wallace wrote:

Here it is.  Again I apologise for it being so short and
late, but school and other stuff came up.  Sorry.
-Sel

The front door of the Tendo Dojo slid open with out a sound.
A small figure staggered drunkenly through, briefly
clutching the doorframe to regain her balance. She stumbled
around the main hall, as if searching for something, and not
finding it, headed toward the stairs.

After making it to the top, she slumped against the wall and
clutched her head in agony.
Her memories of the past three hours were a blur, and it
hurt her head to think. She rubbed her temples and made an
attempt to rise but slumped back down to the floor. She
grabbed the near by banister and hauled her self to her
feet. Her head reeled making the hall spin, but she was
determined to make it to her destination. The feeling in her
body returned enough for her to feel a sharp pain in the
back of her neck, like that of a bee sting.

Finally, she made it to the bathroom, and she loped over to
the sink and twisted the faucet on. The cold water shocked
her to her senses and the events of the night became clear.
She blinked a few times before wrapping her arms around
herself and fleeing to her room, shutting the door behind
her. "No" she mumbled. "Please no"

Tears began to flow down her cheeks as she collapsed in a
corner, wishing that the past night had been only a
nightmare. She wrapped her arms around her knees and
pondered the consequences of what happened. For the first
time in her life, Ranma Saotome was truly scared.

Violated

Ranma made no attempt to stop her tears. She sat hunched in
the corner of her dark room, clutching her knees to her
chest, sobbing wildly. A full moon shined through the window
casing shadows over her tattered clothes. Her shirt hung

>from her shoulders, her pants were missing, and her hair was

not in its usual pigtail; instead hanging to her waist.

She looked up fearfully on hearing the front door open and
someone enter. She pulled her knees closer to her and
squeezed her eyes shut tighter, hoping, praying that this
nightmare would end. She halfheartedly wiped the tears from
her cheeks before her sobs returned.

"Ranma?" Akane called from downstairs. Ranma didnt even
look up, refusing to open her eyes. "Ranma, are you here?"

Ranma sniffled and made an attempt to stop her tears, lest
Akane hear them. She imagined what her family would think
and the sobs were redoubled. She slowly shook her head.

Akane slowly opened each door on her way toward Ranmas room
and finally reaching her destination, peeked in. She
listened carefully and swore she could hear muffled sobs.
Curious, she stepped in to the darkness and looked around.
"Ranmaare you in here?" She questioned.

Finally, tired of waiting, Akane flicked the light on and
scanned the room. She found Ranma hunched in the corner with
her head in her arms. Her first thought at Ranmas appearance
wasnt very pleasant, but she dispelled it when she realized
that Ranma was the person sobbing. She quickly sat down by
the redhead and put her hand on her shoulder. "Ranma, what's
wrong?" Akane asked. She looked Ranma over and asked,
"Ranma! What happened?!"

Ranma pulled away and muttered something unintelligible,
before her body was once again wracked with sobs.

Akane grabbed her by the shoulders and moved Ranma to face
her again. "Ranma, what's wrong?" she asked once again.
"Please tell me."

Ranma glared at Akane and shrugged out of her grip. "No!"
she shouted, "I dont want to! You wouldnt understand
anyway" Her glare faded as the tears continued and she
turned away once again.

Akane was shocked at the tone of voice Ranma used. Never
before had Ranma yelled at her. Why now? "Okay, Ranma. But
remember, I'm here for you."

Akane began to get up to leave but Ranma quickly wrapped her
arms around Akanes waist and held her back. "No! Akane,
dont leave me!" Ranma pleaded, looking up at
Akanes face. "H-he might come back! He might come for me!"

Akane crouched down and gathered Ranma into her embrace and
Ranma buried her head in Akanes shoulder. "Who might come
back, Ranma?" she asked, stroking Ranmas long hair.

"Please dont leave me Akane" Ranma begged, her voice
becoming frantic. "He might do it again"

Akane grabbed Ranma firmly by the shoulders and held her
still. "What happened Ranma?" she asked in a stern voice.

This shook Ranma out of her madness and she focused on
Akanes face before her body shook with sobs. "I-I'm a guy
Akane. I'm a guy and he-he raped me!"

The shock hit Akane with the force of one of her mallets.
She shook her head to try and get some sense back in it.
<Ranma-raped?> she questioned her self. This had to be a
joke. "Ranma, this isn't very funny." She warned. Ranma only
looked away in shame. "You're not kidding, are you?"

Ranma slowly shook her head. "No Akane, I'm not. I wouldnt
lie about something like" Ranmas sentence degenerated into
wailing. She fell into Akanes lap and buried her face in
Akanes thigh.

Akane pulled Ranma into a hug and tried her best to soothe
her with remarkable success. "It's okay Ranma. I'm here for
you. It's okay."

Yet Ranma didnt respond. She had fallen asleep in Akanes
arms and was snoring away contentedly. Akane smiled, laid
Ranma down on her futon and covered her with a blanket
before slowly leaving the room.

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When Ranma opened her eyes, a lovely scene greeted her. She
was no longer in her room or the Tendo's residence for that
matter. She was laying on the top of a grassy hill covered
in flowers with a very large and full moon hanging just off
the horizon. The stars were bright and twinkling, blanketing
the night sky.

Never in her life had Ranma been to such a place. Even in
all her travels, nowhere she had been even compared to it.
She stood up and began to take in her surroundings. The
grassy hill stretched as far as she could see. But Ranma
didnt complain. She headed down the slope toward the moon
and thought of what had been happening. Everything was a
blur.

Ranma scratched the side of her head in confusion. "What
happened to me?" she muttered. She could only think of the
hilland how lonely she was. She looked up at the sky and
stared at the fading stars in question. She looked back down
and noticed that she was in an alley.

"What the?!" she shouted. "Where am I? What happened to the
hill?"

Her head spun around in confusion looking for any answer
that might solve her dilemma. She found nothing and felt her
heart race. She felt a chill creep up her spine telling her
that something was behind her. "Who are you?" she asked
nervously, backing out of the alleyor what she thought was
out. Two glowing eyes opened and stared at her.
"I am what you fear most." The eyes growled. "And now I will
take what is mine."

Two callused and clawed hands reached out of the shadows
toward Ranma. She spun around and tried to run but fell on
her face. She looked down at her self in alarm. She was
bound, hand and foot, and was completely nude. Her head shot
up and she looked at the advancing figure, shaking her head.
"Pleasenot again" she begged, the tears flowing. "Please"
she tried violently to loosen her bonds but to no avail.

She felt a prick on the side of her neck and a hypodermic
needle fell to the ground. Her vision blurred and she shut
her eyes as the hands took shape and finally reached her.

"Noooo!" Ranma shouted. Her eyes flew open as she clawed at
her restraints. Finally getting them off she calmed down and
she looked around.

She was in her room, huddled in a corner and shaking
violently. She looked at the remains of the blanket that was
wrapped around her and began to laugh. First I started out
as a giggle but soon it was maniacal. "It was a dream!" she
shouted. She looked around her room and noticed that her
father wasnt home. "Heh figures."

She crossed her arms over her knees and began to think. She
thought about what happenedwhether or not she could live
with it, what this would do to her manhood, what her mother
would think.

Her mother. That was the killer. What would her mom think.
"Mom" Ranma said before drifting back to sleep.

The sun had just peeked over the horizon when Ranma woke.
Every time she woke up during the night, she had come closer
and closer to her decision. She shook her head.
"I'm sorry Akane"

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Akanes eyes fluttered open. She sat up and rubbed her face
as she looked over at her alarm clock. It was only three
a.m. but she had a feeling that she was needed. <I'd better
check on Ranma. > Akane thought as she heaved her self out
of bed.

She reached over and grabbed a robe before heading toward
Ranmas room. She poked her head in and whispered, "Ranma?
You there?"

No answer.

"Ranma?"

No answer, but Akane heard a thump come from the Dojo.
Curious, she ventured down there and was greeted by a horrid
sight. The wooden floor was covered in blood, and in the
middle of it all, lay Ranma. The color drained form Akanes
face and she staggered backward. "Noplease no!"

She regained her balance and sprinted over to Ranma and
picked her up. She removed the dagger from Ranmas chest and
cradled Ranmas body to her. "No" she cried, the tears
falling from her face and mixing with the blood.

The End

Sorry for the abrupt ending but I wanted to get this done.
It is my first dark fic so it is not very good. Sorry again.
Hope you enjoyed.

-Sel

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