This is a request for prereaders.

This is my first Fanfic, just my twisted mind at work.

Read this little teaser, and tell me what you think.
I need an opinion on story thoughts and Grammer.
I hope to write quite a bit more.

C&C, flames anything welcome, Private replies only please.
If you are interested in helping me write better, please
let me know.

Thank you.

Now, on to the story...........
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[Ranma/Tenchi]..... other series used only for references,
                       this will not get too complicated.

A Demon named Damon made me do it.


The Characters in this fic don't belong to me.
They belong to someone with alot more money for Lawyers.
Of Course, All hail the Goddess Takahashi, yada, yada, etc, etc


The Present

Just Another rainy day in Tokyo. People were going about
their business in good spirits despite the weather.

It had been more than 2 weeks since a large group of Youma
were destroyed by the Sailor suited defendors of justice
and love.

In the midst of the chaos and confusion, an old woman
claimed to have seen a UFO beam a house up and then
disappear. The woman, a palm reader, and amatur psychic
who has claimed to see several pokemon including Pikachu
at a coffee shop down the street from her house, swears she
was not seeing things, but the authorities are skeptic.

 The residence, belonging to Nubiyouki Misaki and his
son, Tenchi, was located at a shinto shrine outside of
Tokyo.  Mr. Misaki paid to have the house moved so that
his son could be closer to his grandfather who operated
the shrine.  Mr. Misaki had no comment about the "UFO"
but said that since the work had been done at night,
the woman might have mistook the lighting equipment and
noise for floating ships.

But other than the occasional fight between neighbors or
the periodic contest between rival Dojos, there wasn't
much going on in the quiet little ward called Nerima.

There is a universal law that states, "What can go wrong,
often will." , but the people this day did not know that
this will be the last peaceful day that they would see in a
long time. The Wheels of Fate were about to get a monkey
wrench.  I correct myself, a Giant monkey wrench, a chainsaw,
and several fanfic readers, the ones who send "set ffml
vacation" to the list, were about to be thrown into the works.

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The Future: Approx. Three years from the present.

Somewhere in downtown San Fransisco, in a Loft apartment,
a young red-headed girl wakes up, opening her eyes. Then
she gets up and begins to stretch her muscules. She mumbles
something about the pain in her back. <I knew it wouldn't
be good to sleep that way.>  Finally, after getting all the
kinks out, She walks over to look out the window. The sun
streams down from between clouds. A heavy rain had been
busy, and considering what had taken place in the loft the
previous night, it had made the Atmosphere Perfect.

The girl turns to look upon the room.  In the center of the
room lies a pile of people.  A miriad of Arms, legs
and other body parts lay half-covered in sleeping bags,
blankets, lingerie, and furry little creatures.  It seems
so peaceful, so quiet, so in need of chaos.  A smile and
a chuckle escapes her lips as she carefully navigates the
sleeping forms to over to the stereo on the wall.

She turns up the volume almost to it fullest and grabbed the
remote for the CD player and then waked to the far side of
the room, to get as far away from the speakers as possible.
As she cups one ear with her hand she aims the remote at the
system and presses play.

She was not disapointed with the reaction.

As the Speaker blaired to life with "Juke Joint Jezebell",
the pile of bodies erupted in screaming, hissing, shouts, and
squeals. Various tangled body parts caused several of the
now wide awake group to trip over each other while trying to
Locate the person responsible for the rude wake-up call. In
the confusion some stepped on the tail of a purple and white
colored cat. The cat jumped at least 12 feet in the air while
yowling. It landed on the head of another red-haired girl who
had just sat up.

The entire room came to a screeching halt. Eyes focused with
fear on the seemingly innocent display before them, as if they
knew something horrible was about to happen. Their expressions
had instantly changed from an angry mob to faces that showed
desire to run away very quickly. Even the Stereo racket
disappeared under the pressure of the now quiet room.  The
girl calmly picked the cat off her head, and naively said....

"What are you looking at!?!?"


<fin>


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