Subject: [FFML] [revision] Adulthood of a Modern Chapter 6 Dynasty ending
From: Jim Lazar
Date: 12/8/2000, 12:42 AM
To: FFML

Based on comments and my general feeling about the ending of chapter 6, I've

made a few changes to tighten it up a bit. The Kuno parts will be in chapter

7.



Anyway, please let me know what you think about the revised ending (thanks):





                    -A-           -M-           -D-



     "Akane, where are Yohachi and Daiji? They missed their lesson

today," Ranma asked as he poked his head into the family room where she

was knitting a... something for... something with five... or maybe six

arms.



     "Have you checked to see if they're with Yukiko's kids?"



     Ranma shook his head. "Yukiko and her husband have their hands full

with the Six-pack."



     Akane frowned and reached for the phone. Pressing one of the quick

dial buttons, she held the receiver to her ear and waited. "Nipplering?"

she asked when the phone was answered. "Have you seen any of the kids?"



     Ranma's gut tightened as he saw the worried look that passed over

his wife's face.



                    -A-           -M-           -D-



     After walking for an hour in the hills to the west of Nerima, Daiji

stopped and looked all around her. "Um... shouldn't we be out of the

woods by now?"



     Yohachi nodded. "Yeah... um... which way is it back to our house?"



     Daiji, Shashiki, Lather, and Floss all pointed. Unfortunately, they

each pointed in a different direction.



     Yohachi sighed and looked into the sky. He could see a faint light

along the horizon. "That has to be where the sun set... and we've been

mostly walking towards the sun, so let's go-" He turned around and point

away from the light. "That way."



     Shashiki nodded. "Yes, that is very logical. You would make a

worthy Amazon warrior."



     "If he wasn't a boy, you mean," Floss added.



     "Of course."



     Yohachi blazed the trail through the forest; not realizing the

light he was walking away from was the Tokyo city lights. The others all

followed close behind him, holding hands so they wouldn't get separated

in the darkness. Daiji brought up the rear.



                    -A-           -M-           -D-



     A figure wearing a large cloak climbed out of an open manhole on

top of a tall hill and then looked down on western Nerima. His black

eyes scanned the city below, among other senses that reached out to find

his prey in the dark city below. "Darkness falls again. Ah... finally,

they move..." a hoarse male voice said slowly. "Several... no all of the

collectors are headed away from their fortress." He tilted his head.

"And most of the bitches are outside the walls as well." He took a step

forward. "Their fortress will be virtually unguarded now." A low

rumbling sound emanated from his mouth as strode forward towards the

compound. It wasn't quite a laugh or a cackle, but if anyone had heard

it they would have run in terror from the inhuman sound. "My wait is

over."



     After taking several steps, the figure flinched and stopped

suddenly. "What? " He turned around slowly, reaching further out with

his senses that were not of human origin. "Another collector..." He

closed his eyes and concentrated. "A pure one. And several other rich

energy sources."



     The figure stood up straight and tossed off the hood covering his

face, revealing the split male and female sides that was its face. "So

far from the other collectors and the bitches... this should be even

easier than devouring the energy from those within the fortress."



     Shuma started walking silently towards a forested hill with a

shrine at the top of it.



     When he reached the forested hill, Shuma had put the hood on hiss

black cloak up over his head and had forced his skin and eyes to turn

completely black. As such, he was nearly invisible as he walked silently

through the dark forest in the direction from where he had sensed the

collector's energy. Hearing voices coming from the darkness, he stopped

in his tracks and listened.



     "I think we're lost, Daiji."



     "Yeah, me too, Yoyo."



     <Daiji? That is the name of the infant collector that was denied to

us.> A large grin spread across Shuma's face. <Denied no longer, it

would seem.>



     "It's so dark!!"



     "It's cold!!"



     "Don't worry, Ayami, I'll protect you."



     "Thanks, Moyashi..."



     Shuma moved through the thick bushes, making barely a sound.

Reaching a small clearing he could just make out a number of small

children crouched together, shivering from the night breeze that blew

through the forest. <Ah, how nice. The collectors and bitches have been

breeding. I will have to thank them for the energy once I reopen the

portals.> He reached out to the nearest child. <First, the collector.>





[End - Chapter 6]



Coming soon: Chapter 7: For the Sake of the Children; Past, Present, and

Future

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