Despite the fact that this story is absolutely impossible to piece together
(I reread it several times and I can NOT make heads or tails of it), the
final outcome of it actually would be a great story idea. I recomend that
you work on this a bit more so that it can make SENSE (Who's the blonde?
Who's the voice? Who's daughter? Who's grandson?), but the idea of Ranma
having to relive the 'sorry about this' scene from the get-go as Akane is an
interesting twist. I'd like to see you build upon it.
-Troy
<snip>
<Akane died because of my grandson. My daughter is about to try and
prevent
it. He must be stopped. For the sake of my own existance, I must act.>
"But what can I do?"
<Your best.> With that, Ranma lost the use of all his senses and then they
were back.
". . .these are my daughters. Kasumi, age nineteen. Nabiki, age seventeen,
and Akane, age sixteen, one of them shall be your bride." Ranma looked
around, trying not be obvious about it. He was kneeling at a table in a
small
room that he knew all to well. Next to him, two other girls also knelt.
Across the table, a redhaired, well built girl was scowling at them as a
large panda stood behind her. It was then he spied a mirror and when he
looked, Akane stared back. For some reason, all he could thing of was two
words;
Oh boy. . .
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