[FFML] ranma's revenge prelude and begining of part 1

This is my first fanfic... EVER! Please be gentle
<Freyr hears the feral grins as the old predators of the ffml get ready to shred this young upstart to bits>
<BIGSWEAT!>

The copyright to Ranma 1/2 and all the characters,events etc. belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. This is only
made for the free entertainment of others and myself. I do not intend to profit from this story.

Ranma's revenge.

Prelude
He knew where she was. He went as fast as he could, faster then anyone knew he could go, faster then
even he himself thought possible. If only he wouldn't be to late ! Faster! FASTER !! FASTER!!!!
tree, jump-kick off side, chi-blast off cliff side, trees flashing by by the thousands !
doubt and nervousness locked inside him. Closer and closer and closer.
UP ! DOWN! RIGHT ! DODGE LEFT ! JUMP-RUN UP SIDE ! JUMP OFF GROUND ! DUCK-ROLL !

and there he was. There he saw her. faster and faster AND FASTER...
5..
4..
3..
2..
1..
THERE SHE WAS !!!
He came down right next to her and knelt. He checks her lifesigns. She was died and he knew it. He knew men
shouln't cry, at least that's what his pops had always told him. MEN DID NOT CRY! Ah, but there was another
emotion swelling within him now, adding to his already impressive spectrum of feelings. Intense hatred.

He knew who had killed her. The Amazons WOULD die ! ALL OF THEM, WOULD DIE ! BURN IN PAIN IN WHATEVER
AFTERLIFE THEY BELIEVED IN. AND AFTER HE JOINED AKANE IN HER AFTERLIFE, HE WOULD CONTINUE WITH HER THERE
TO TORTURE THE SPIRITS OF THOSE FOREVER DAMNED CHINEESE BITCHES !
He burned like the sun itself. He burned with the hate, the desperation, the want for revenge.
The landscape around him started to melt. He didn't notice.

from the trees Colone knew that she was too late and that she would now have to do everything in her power
to make sure that the amazon tribe would survive the onslought of Ranma Saotomes revenge.

Chapter one.

Ranma knelt with tears in his eyes and kissed her cold lips. There was no way he could just leave her
here. He had wanted to make her a part of his life. Perhaps he could take her with him on his quest. He knew of
a way. He touched her body and channeled as much of his chi into flames as he could and cried in agony as he
watched her body turn to ashes in front of him. He grabbed the ashes out
of the air in his hand. A tear from his chin fell into his hand. He then stuffed all the ashes into his mouth
and swollowed. As he did so he felt a particular intensity come over him.
Like the difference between the flame of open fire and
the concentrated flame of a gas-tourch. He looked into the general direction of China, collected as much energy
from his reserves as he could, consentrated them and let them ingulf his muscles to give him streangth. He had
learned this technique when he was twelve years old. It was even more self destructive than the shi-shi-hokudan
but he didn't care right now. He just wanted to kill. He felt the strength of the technique fill him; started sprinting towards China at speeds that Albert Einstein believed where only thearetical. FIST OF LIGHT, ENGULF ME !

Cologne's eyes whent wide open. The fist of light ?! Ranma knew it !? She did know. She should have known.
As soon as she had saw Ranma eat the ashes she should have known. She knew that he had stopped pretending.
His respect for her had vanished. He had always played her and Happosies games to humor them. To make them feel
like they still had a say, that they still could muster, still be in control. If she or Happosai could really have
beaten him then she would have done so a long ago and brought him to China. But she couldn't, so she let him choose.
She had always thought that Shampoo knew this as well. That when she said that obsticles where for
killing that she was just playing the game, just like she, happosai, the Kunos and all of them where.
She looked at it as training. For him it was just Relaxation. It was obvious whom he loved. Whom he fought with.
Fighting was his life, conflicts to resolve. If there where no conflicts to resolve there would be no fighting
to be done. He prospered in a conflict filled enviroment. He enjoyed it. He probably hated himself now for it.
Akane would never had died had he not encouriged them all to fight. To continually train as was the tradition
in the Anything-goes fighting school of martial arts. She had been so sure that Shampoo knew. She would have
to move quickly to save her tribe. At least as much of it as was possible. As long as only a few of the young ones
of the tribe survived. How could Shampoo have been so utterly blind to reality. She was as blind as Mousse.

Shampoo stood gloating over the corpse of Akane Tendo the kitchenwrecker. Finally her obsticle was out of the way.
Now Ranma Saotome, The Dragon, the fierce tiger, The Phienix god killer, he who had survived the necko-ken training.
He would be hers. She wondered at just how thankful Ranma would be. Oh he wouln't show it, or say it out loud. That
be disrespectful of him to the Tendo family. But she knew that he had hated her. She could feel how his chi burned in
him when he was with her. How his emotions swelled around him like a perfume, how he lost so much control that that
unskilled child of a martial artist could even manage to hit him. HIT HIM ! How had that whore dared. Not any more.
She spat onto the corpses face and saw as landed on her lips. Bitch that she had been. Always playing with herself in
the night when Shampoo had been listening for ranma. Akane had been moaning his name over and over and over. She had
just finally snapped. Law was law after all. Obsticles WHERE to be removed.
She turned and left to go back to Nerima.

Time and Fate along with misery where drunk in a bar and had begun to do what The whole eternal one had forbidden
them to do ever again. They played dice with lives. For that Existance would suffer greatly. In the end it would
not matter, as long as the wheel of time kept turning... Those two would meet again, under different surcumstances.
The one that was eternal knew this for he had made it so. [ED.S NOTE: I do NOT mean Picard!!! you Trekheads].

On the middle of the great China sea Ranma ran. There where legends of great martial arts masters who could
walk on water. Ranma mastered that when he was seven. It had been obvious to him to take the next step so to speak.
Jogging, running. handstands on water followed soon. It was even esier when you went as fast as he was going now.
Less weight to put to each step. The ocion waves shot past him by the thousands as he ran past fishing boats,
taking the occasional jump off them.

Flight 701 from Tokyo to Hong Kong was aproching China soon. Jane Chang had been on a holiday to Japan.
It had been wonderful, especially Okinawa. Oh, well. Back to work for the travel agancy back home.
She looked out the window thinking these thoughts as she saw a red haired young woman in a chinese shirt sitting
on the wing of the airplane with a serious expression on her face. Glowing with a swirl of colors. She wantered
if this was the in flight movie and how those clever technical people had been able to fit a telivision screen
inside each window. All this modern technology made her head spin. She could berely pretend she was able to use
the travel agency software at work. She didn't like the expression on the main character of this movie. It seemed
terribly twisted with whatever greafstricken emotions she was feeling. Great actress. Miss Chang thought it was
strange that she had never seen her before in any other movies. She must be one of those new young actresses that
where doing so well these days. She could see why the director had choosen her for the leed part. Two BIG reasons
in fact. Oh well, she much rather wanted to sleep of the rest of the way, so she slid down the window cover to
shut the TV screen off.

Ranma didn't like waiting much more. He had decided to recollect a bit of his chi to be able to wipe that
damn amazon village of the face of the earth, and then Shampoo and Cologne. He jumped of the wing, feeling the
air around him kiss every curve of his female body. He landed in a handstand and a roll; took his bearings
and ran towards the Joketsuzuko [ED'S WORD: someone please tell me how to spell this damn word :( ] village.

Cologne could not believe how fast he was going. She was exhousted from having to push herself so much
//more middle story stuff here.

//the end of the story comes here.
Epilouge

The one that was eternal watched as the wheel of time turned ones again a full circle. He was the events of past
eternities move in similar patternes. He always amazed himself with this creation of his. He consetrated on
watching the events happening in a particular house in Japan.
The youngest Tendo reached out a hand to Ranma-chan.
"You want to be friends?"
Ranma smiled at that and nodded, a little shy.

Perhaps it would go better this time around the eternal one thought. Yes, perhaps I should make sure. The lines
of those twos destinies had crossed so many times on the wheel that he would do what he did very seldom.
He changed the rules.

Spring two years later.
"I do" Akane said.

"By the power invested in me in pronounce you husband and wife".
Akane kissed Ranma immitically on the lips.

The Eternal one smiled. He just loved happy endings.

Freyr Gunnar �lafsson
gnarlin@utopia.is