Hello hello!
Taking a break from whatever it is that I'm supposed to be doing, to bring 
you just ramblings from my twisted mind.

So you may be asking yourself; "What the heck is this about?"
Well, frankly.. it's what it says it is.  They are spamfics that were 
roaming around my head, but I just didn't think they had enough potential to 
become a full-fledged fanfic.
Either that, or was just bored, and let my fingers do the typing without me 
thinking.  (It's what I usually do with my fanfics.. can tell, can't ya?)

The stories here will vary.  So I don't have one usual disclaimer for all of 
them.  But I guess this'll do.  None of the characters belong to me.  That's 
an obvious.  They belong to several big-wig cooperations that make 
mucha-lana with these characters.  I am not using them for profit, but soley 
on entertainment purposes only.  All rights reserved to whomever reserved 
them.  Thank you for reading.

And now.. for my first "Spamfic that never made it..."

Gargoyles and Ranma 1/2 crossover

	The night's chill was cold enough to keep the mists from rising, creating 
an erie and mystic effect to the land.  Sticking out from the mists were 
what looked like bamboo poles, but they were spread out sparsely.  The 
sounds of the night were playing, the choir of crickets kept the place from 
being a bit too deserted.  Just then, a shadow is seen moving across the 
mist.  It's movement caused the fog to spread out, revealing a wooden 
dragon's head.
	"Where do you suppose Avalon has taken us now?"
	The mists clear up a little, and a what we see is a large raft, on a small 
pool of water.  The raft has a norwegian look.  The dragon's head, 
supposably to strike fear to upcoming enemies, or to show which god  looked 
after them.  It's one of the two.. I don't know.  Upon the skiff, were 
several odd-looking passangers. One was a male, tall and bulk.  He wore what 
looked like a cape, probably to sheild himself from the cold.  Two were 
female, both had long hair, but one also adorned the cloak, while the other 
looked like jeans and short jacket.  The other could only be described as a 
either a wild boar.. or a really huge dog.
	The skiff slides itself onto the edge of the pool, and the big burly man 
hops onto the ground, and pulls the skiff more onto land.  He holds out his 
hand, and helps the ladies off the boat.  The dog-like creature hops out 
fine by himself.  They each look around their surroundings, in awe and 
confusion.
	"One thing's for sure, it's not Manhattan."  The lady with the jacket 
sighed.
	"Where are we?  The land.. it's full of other pools." The lady with the 
cloak questioned.
	"I don't know, Angela.  Perhaps we're back in the United States.  We could 
be in Minnisota.  They have an area called "the land of a thousand lakes."  
We could be there."
	Angela, the girl with the cloak nods.  By this time, the the mist has 
cleared around them, enabling them to see the various pools around them, and 
also see what these strangers look like.  By the moonlight, the big-bulky 
male could hardly be called anything human.  His features square and rigid.  
His skin a bluish tint, and hair the color of a starless sky flowing down 
his back.  He seemed to be standing upon the ball of his feet, similar to 
the style of cats. The large tail did not hurt that image.  His "cape" did 
not look cloth-like, but rather of a thin-rubbery film, as if made of the 
same material of a bat's wing.  Two claws held the cape around his broad 
chest.  Angela, one of the other companions, was similar in almost every 
way, except for the build.  Her features were smaller and more rounder, 
defining her femininity.  The other female was more likely to be human.  She 
did not dorn a tail, nor a cape.  Her skin was a tanned-flesh color.  Her 
red jacket seemed to scream out her location.  Her jeans were skin-tight.  
The beast-like creature, although on all fours like a canine, was anything 
but.  It was hair-less, and had large fangs shooting out from his lower jaw. 
  It's skin was a bluish tint as well, and it's claws looked like talons, 
ready to slash at anything that it deemed threatening.
	Suddenly, the dog-like monster began to growl.
	"What is it, Bronx?" Asked the human.
	"Nihou?" Said a voice, somewhere within the mists.
	"Hello?" The human responded.
	Suddenly the owner behind the voice emerged from the mists.  He was a 
chubby old man,  Chinese looking, and even adorning a communist uniform.
	"Customer, here come bad. Is springs damned here." The chinese guide said, 
obviously in baddly spoken English.  Suddenly the guide stepped back, 
glancing at the two creatures behind the human.  What shocked the creatures 
most wasn't that he didn't scream, or run away, but the fact that he pulled 
out a steaming kettle out of nowhere, and commenced to pour it upon them.
	*GRROWWWLL* "What was that for?" Asked the bulky creature.
	The guide blinked.
	"Damned not you?" Then the guide did what was expected at this situation.  
He fainted.
	A little while later, the guide awoke, only to find the human-woman looking 
back at him.
	"Creatures here not?  Dream is was?"
	"Is he awake Elisa?" Angela asked, standing up from the bank of one of the 
pools she'd been observing.  The guide only shakes his head.
	"Yes Angela, bring Goliath and Bronx.  Perhaps they'd also would like to 
know where we are."
	Angela nodded.  Her cape unlatched, revealing themselves to be wings.  She 
flapped them, clearing out the mists around them, and shot up towards the 
sky, to find her companions.  Elisa sat down next the guide, who was busily 
rubbing his temples.
	"Excuse me, where are we?"
	The guide, looks up at Elisa, thought for a moment about how to word what 
he was to say.  At this moment the other two creatures arrived, along with 
their beast-dog.
	"Is you training ground springs damned, Jusenkyou.  Springs each legend 
have. You who?"
	"I am Elisa Maza." The human woman responded.  "That's Goliath," looking 
toward the brusque creature, "Angela," looking at the female creature, "and 
that there is Bronx." She compleated, looking toward the dog-like creature.
	"Damned springs?" Goliath asked, "Do you mean "cursed" springs?  What sort 
of magic do these springs behold?"
	"Cur-sed springs legend have.  Fall spring, get bad fate."
	"Show us.  Show us how these springs work." Angela pleaded, trying to 
sustain her curiousity.
	"Bad Idea, customer. No one deserve fate of spring cursed.  Tea wish 
customers? Come to hut.  Stay night yes? Bad travel fog now."
	Goliath smiled.  "Yes, we'd appreciate that.  Thank you."
	As the group headed toward the guide's shack, Angela turned to Goliath.
	"Goliath, why do you think we were sent here? I don't sense any trouble 
that we can help."
	"Avalon must has a reason.  Perhaps the problem has yet to show itself."
	After that, the group walked onward, silently. Suddenly, Elisa noticed a 
presence lacking within their group.
	"Hey, where's Bronx?"
	A splash responded her question.  The group ran toward where they thought 
the location of the splash came from, only to find a piglet trying to swim 
itself to the surface.  Goliath, feeling a bit of pitty for the creature, 
swiftly fetched it out of the pool, and placed it upon the dry ground.
	The guide, having finally caught up with his rapid companions, caught his 
breath, then pulled out a sign that was written in Chinese.
	"Oh bad! Heituenniichuan, customer fall in! Legend pig drowned, 1,200 year 
ago!  Now damned to take body of little black piglet."
	"What?" Asked Elisa, disbelivingly.
	The guide just shook his head in pitty, and pulled out another kettle of 
hot water, then began to pour it upon the piglet.  The piglet instantly 
grew.  It's black fur shrank, it's hooves formed into claws, and teeth 
emerged from it's mouth, as it's snout reduced in size.  Bronx shook out the 
hot water, sprinkling the others in it's task.
	"Is there any cure for this?" Angela asked, curiosity still getting the 
best of her.
	"Cold water bring curse, hot water bring back.  Only cure know of now."
	"So finally we know what he meant by 'damned springs'." Elisa smirked.
	"But still, that does not explain as to why Avalon sent us here." Goliath 
responded. " No matter, stay away from the springs.   Who knows what other 
curses lie within each srping.  Come, the sun is about to rise.  We should 
find shelter for tonight, then set off tomorrow."
	The group walked cautiously opon the soggy terain, those with claws using 
their talons to grip upon the surface.  Those without claws just hoped their 
balance was good.   Suddenly the sound of a twig snapping alerted everyone.  
Angela turned, just in time to be pounced on what looked like a large black 
panther.  Angela fell onto her back, and used her legs to propell the feline 
away from her person.  She quickly gets up.   In her haste, she had hardly 
any time to grip onto the slippery mud, causing her to fall into one of the 
springs.
	*SPLASH*
	"Oooo! Very Bad! Miss Customer spring of drown child fall now! Story tragic 
of little boy drown spring 956 year ago!"
	Angela just ignored the guide's ranting, and stood up, ready for another 
attack by the feline, but finds it pouncing onto Goliath, sinking it's claws 
into his tough hide, using momentum to push him backwards.  Of course, as 
fate would have it, there was a spring behind him. The cat leaped off the 
falling form of the Gargoyle, just in time before...
	*SPLASH*
	"Cat is maybe from spring of drown panther.. drown there 1, 090 year ago.  
Ooooo! Bad!  Strange customer fall in Nyanniichuan! 1500 year ago there 
drown girl! Now cursed too!"  The guide then pulled out another kettle, and 
threw the contents toward the panther, who was eyeing them all, hungrily.  
The emense feline shrank in form, and a small lizard skurtied toward the 
bushes.
	Elisa just blinked at the events that unfolded before her.  Her attentions 
then snapped back to the emerging figure that was trying to exit from the 
pool. The girl climbed out of the pool, choking out the water.  She then 
stood up and turned to face those around her.
	"An...Angela? G-Goliath?"  Elisa blinked, this time in utter shock.
	 What was instead a tall, dark, masculine gargoyle wearing a loin-cloth, 
was now a petite, feminine, black-haired girl, wearing only a loincloth.  
The other shock was the little child, which was once a once a young gargoyle 
female.  The boy was clearly trying to hold the loin-cloth up, but with no 
avail.  Thankfully, the leather top was big enough to cover up him modestly.
	Goliath looked up at Elisa.  Strange, why was Elisa taller?  Hmm.. His 
balance was off, especially from the lack of weight on his back, and the 
increase of mass on the front.  Goliath looked down to see why this was so, 
and blinked.  His once bluish skin was now a pale-peach color, his wet, 
black hair half covered the feminine bossom that was sticking out where his 
once, hard, flat chest was. His sharp talons have narrowed he now had smooth 
human hands.  Goliath scrambled toward one of the pools to view his 
reflextion.  He did not like the results.  No.. he did not like the fact 
that there was a beautiful young human looking back at him, when instead 
there should have been a Gargoyle.  Goliath leaned his... now her head back, 
and screamed.  This seemed to bring the sun up from the horizon.  The sounds 
of flesh turning into stone materialized around her.   Bronx's rock-like 
features were solidified into a look of confusion.
	"Angela! Goliath.. you.. didn't turn into stone!" Elisa exclaimed.
	"I am... a human.  A female human!" Goliath repeated to himself, as if 
trying to settle the new information into his system.
	"And I.. a human Child! What is going on here?" Angela still surprised to 
fully understand what has happened.
	"Customer, bring water I. Change back, want you?"
	"Perhaps it is the curse that keeps us from turning into stone." Goliath 
reasoned.
	Elisa couldn't help but to grin.  Goliath then turned toward the rising 
sun, and smiled, for the first time in his existance, he was feeling the 
warmth of the sun upon his skin.  Well.. okay, just feeling the warmth of 
the sun.
	"Never did I think I'd live to see the actual sun rising, and to feel the 
warmth upon me.  If only the others could feel it." Goliath's smile 
disapeared, as he remembered the rest of his existing clan.  Elisa, seeing 
this, placed a hand over Goliath's cursed form's shoulder.
	"Don't worry Goliath, we'll get back to New York soon.  Come, we must get 
our rest."
	"But.. are we stuck like this? I do not want to be cursed to that of a 
human boy!" The boy spat out, a bit panicked over the situation.
	Goliath then turned toward the guide.
	"You said there was no known cure for this?"
	"Hot water change customer back. Cold water return curse. Only known cure."
	Goliath nodded.  The guide then handed the kettle toward the petite girl.   
As if to fufill curiosity, Goliath emptied the contents over him/herself, 
instantly returning his form back to gargoyle, which instantly solidified 
into stone, thanks to the light of the sun.
	Angela blinked.
	Elisa looked curiously at this.
	"Do you have any regular cold water, I want to find something out."
	The guide then nodded, and pulled out a bucket of cold water out of 
nowhere.  Elisa, sort of used to this mystery, just took it without 
question, and poured it on Goliath.  The stone skin cracked, revealing the 
half-naked girl.
	"This could come in handy, you know." Smirked Elisa.  And with that, the 
humans (okay.. two humans and two cursed gargoyles turned human) headed 
toward the guide's hut for nurishment and rest.


	The final ray's of the sun faded as the orb sank into beneath the edge of 
the world.  Within the are of the cursed springs, sounds of rock shattering, 
and monsterous growls echoed throught the area.
	"It is time to go." A voice called.
	Bronx turned and saw Goliath in his cursed form, with Angela in her cursed 
form, along with Elisa by her side, walking toward them.
	"I still wonder why Avalon sent us to this cursed place!" Angela steamed, 
furious that she now turned into a human.  Not that she didn't have anything 
against humans, just that she was happy being just a gargoyle.
	"There is nothing any of us can do, unless we return to Avalon somehow.  
Perhaps Magus will know of a cure.  Untill then..."  He left the last 
sentence broken, as he didn't know what to do.  Although he loved the 
feeling of warmth the sun gave him, it was still a curse, a curse that fated 
him to become a human.. a female human no less.
	The mists from the night before, were emerging once again.  They all walked 
toward the skiff, and aboarded it.  With the staff, they pushed themselves 
from the shore, and started again upon their journey.  It was a rather short 
one, for they felt the skiff running into rocky-land again.
	Elisa looked around.  The mist was disapearing rapidly, enabling them to 
see instantly where they had arrived to. The kiff had somehow landed them in 
a small pond, full of large, yellow-white-black fish, (known as koi).  There 
was a wooden house very close by, a man and what appeared to be a panda were 
playing a game together.  The panda growlfed, and looked over at the koi 
pond and blink.  It pulled out a sign, that had kanji written over it.
	<Uh.. Tendo-san.  You have visitors!> The sign read.
	Soun, looked up from the game, giving the panda a good opportunity to take 
some of the opposing side's peices.  Soun, oblivious the panda's actions, 
looks to see who the guests were.
	"Ano.. How did you get that boat into my pond?"
	Suddenly, a young woman emerged onto the porch, carrying a tray with a 
sake-bottle and two miniature cups.  She looks at the strangers that were 
still on the skiff, which was somehow in the pond.  She smiled.
	"Oh my.. Guests! Would you like some tea?"

((probably to never be continued.. unless I'm feeling desperatly bored....))


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Ja ne!  (Stop this Crazy thing!)
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