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Blood of Heroes
A Ranma 1/2 Fanfiction
Written By: The King of Ducks.
Chapter 3:
Note: All text within quotations is spoken in Japanese. All text between
slashes is the individual's thoughts. All text between <> is spoken in
mandarin chinese, with exception of the disclaimer warning.
<Insert standard disclaimer here. For more information check out
"Disclaimer" by the Offspring on Ixnay on the Hombre.>
Ranma headed away from the Tendo Dojo on the bright sunday morning.
Everything around him was bright and cheerful and there wasn't a cloud in the
sky. Everything was serene, except for Ranma. He was tired, dead tired.
After the nightmare his sleep had done little to restore his strength, but
then seeing a sword flash through your neck would do that to anyone. For
once Ranma was no exception. Still it was a nice day and Ranma's surliness
was fading fast, even if there was a sense of overpowering dread within the
air.
/This is too nice a day, something is gonna ruin it/ Ranma thought to
himself. Ranma proved a prophet when a strange looking man stepped out of
the shadows adn stood in front of Ranma.
"You boy, the master's been looking for you. Says you're the one," the
man said as he cracked the tendons in his neck. "You can come quietly or you
can come noisily. But in any case you're coming with me."
"Master," Ranma snorted derisively. "Look buddy just leave me alone.
I'm not in the mood for your shit today. Whoever the hell you are!"
The man smiled an evil smile whose meaning was loud and clear: "I had
hoped you'd say that." The man dropped into a loose fighting stance, an
unfamiliar one. Ranma just stood there.
"Look, I don't know who you are but I don't want to have to hurt you
right now. Come back tomorrow and I'll play. Otherwise you are going to get
hurt."
"Listen boyo, you couldn't hurt me on your best day or my worst. I
suggest you come with me and quit being stubborn."
"Die bitch!" Ranma shouted at the man as he jumped up and towards his
newest opponent. The man waited till Ranma came into striking range before
dodging, which sent Ranma flying past him. Ranma landed and turned, hands
already going into guard. The man stood the with a shit-eating grin on his
face as Ranma charged again. The man jumped up and over Ranma as Ranma threw
a fist at him. The man poked Ranma in the back of his head with one finger.
A memory tickled Ranma's mind of a similar scene oh so long ago.
Ranma slowly turned, and sent a series of fast blows, each one aimed at
the man. They were sub-amaguryken, but still remarkably fast. The man
easily blocked every last one.
"I grow tired of this boy," the man's eyes flased dangerously as he
spoke. That was when Ranma realized what was bothering him, the man's eyes
were... wrong. Ranma didn't know what it was, but it seemed the man's eyes
lacked... something.
"I'm just getting warmed up," Ranma said in his trademark arrogance.
"And Johann is getting bored," the man spoke in a venomed voice.
Ranma charged forward with a shout of "Kachu Tenshin Amaguryken" which
Johann failed to block. The punches sent Johann flying. He slowly got up
and wiped his mouth as he stared at Ranma.
"I guess we are going to have some fun then, aren't we?"
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Akane rolled away, just quick enough to avoid the second daemon's
slashing claws. The daemon hurled itself at Akane again with it's claws
flashing in the sunlight. A tree fell crashing to the ground as Akane dodged
once more. The daemon charged once more but this Akane was ready for it.
The daemon's claws flashed in the sunlight and Akane jumped straight into the
air, before kicking both feet down and blasting the daemon into the dirt.
Then Akane reversed her momentum and flipped away her dress flapping in the
wind. The first daemon hadn't moved.
"She fights well but it is no matter," the first daemon screamed as it
suddenly slashed its claws at Akane and nearly took her head off. Akane
landed lightly on her hand and swung her foot out and knocked the daemon off
it's feet. She then hopped away and dropped into a fighting stance. An aura
of blue slowly grew around her.
"Hey you two perverts! I'm over here," Akane called and one of the
daemon's disapeared in a flash of light. The other turned stone still.
Akane charged forward and punched the daemon in the stomach, nothing
happened. A slight tingling made her duck down and she saw a pair of claws
materialize above her, cutting the air away. She kicked back and sent the
now fully formed daemon flying. It went stone still and the daemon in front
of her slashed at her, landing a glancing blow when it misjudged it's
distance.
Ancient words flared into Akane's mind as the daemon drew blood. Ancient
words of power and meaning which were locked away in her mind since her
birth. Words which held the key to her escape, words which held her key...
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~King of Ducks