It was a black and cloudy night. The rain fell hard against the roofs of
many homes.
A lone girl stood in the empty streets. "I knew I shouldn't have stayed
late," Akane muttered.
lifting the umbrella that Sakura had giving her, Akane made a mad dash
home. The birthday party had been so much fun that Akane had decied to stay
a bit late. As she ran back tot he dojo, Akane forgot a fundamental rule.
Never cross the street until you look both ways. It was too late as Akane
turned when she heard skidding sounds and saw a bright light to her left.
* * * * *
It was a black and cloudy night. The rain fell hard against the roofs of
many homes.
A lone girl stood in the empty streets. "I knew I shouldn't have stayed
late," Akane muttered.
lifting the umbrella that Sakura had giving her, Akane made a mad dash
home. The birthday party had been so much fun that Akane had decied to stay
a bit late. As she ran back tot he dojo, Akane forgot a fundamental rule.
Never hold anything metal in the rain. Akane felt a bit uncomfortable as all
the hair on her body tingled and her vision was filled with a bright light.
As she was blinded, she swore her heard thunder.
* * * * *
Seeing Ranma as the only soul home, Akane was a bit depress. She so
wanted to cook for the entire family.
*What am I doing?* Ranma thought. The warning signs were all there. His
dad was no where in sight so close to dinner time. The entire Tendou family
was also gone witht he exception of Akane in the kitchen. With each loud
clashing sound, Ranma prayed for help.
Lifting the lid, Akane marveled at her creation. Though her cooking was
slightly different from what the cook book depicted, she had the upmost
confidence that the difference in color was due to the vast gap in quality of
the food. How was she to compare herself to a top chief from paris? Akane
decied to break one of her golden rule, lifting the spoon, Akane tasted what
she had cooked.
* * * * *
Seeing Ranma as the only soul home, Akane was a bit depress. She so
wanted to cook for the entire family.
*What am I doing?* Ranma thought. The warning signs were all there. His
dad was no where in sight so close to dinner time. The entire Tendou family
was also gone witht he exception of Akane in the kitchen. With each loud
clashing sound, Ranma prayed for help.
Lifting the lid, Akane marveled at her creation. Though her cooking was
slightly different from what the cook book depicted, she had the upmost
confidence that the difference in color was due to the vast gap in quality of
the food. How was she to compare herself to a top chief from paris?
In Ashgard, Ranma's wish had been processed and Kami-sama thought it was
a good time to give one of his younger daugters a try at wish giving. Thus
Skuld was selected. Since the only source of hot water was from the pot
Akane was cooking from, Skuld picked that as her medium into Midgard.
Unknown to Skuld the instant her heard started to appear and float upward
that Skuld's face turned green, purple and then ash. Later in life Ranma
always wondered where that lightning bolt came from, on a cear day to strike
Akane.
To be continued?
By the way there is a title to this work. It is called 101 ways to kill
Akane. I lost the original script and so I wrote this. HEHEHE...all C&C and
flames are welcome. DIE DIE DIE....
PS this is a character bash but I thought it might be humorous to some
readers. I lost my Ryouga bash. Anyone who has it can you please send it to
me. It is about how Ryouga travels, picked up a virus and kiled the world
through his wandering.