[FFML] [Repost][Ranma][alternaverse] Cristal wings. part 1

Now for my next try I need a fanficmailing list. Abracadabra, Hocus pocus and shazam. Now you can say you saw a monkey write. Me.

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Crystal wings Part 1

The beginning.

This is a Ranma 1/2 alternaverse. None of the Ranma gang are mine they r copyright of their author Rumiko Takahashi. The other characters r mine from a game a few friends invented.
It gets a while to get started but I wanted to lay the scene before the story. I know I am not a good writer but I hope you like it. Do not take this and drive heavy machinery. Do not try any actions hazardous to yourself without external advice.

Place: Nerima, Japan.
Time: 16 hours after ARW (Akane and Ranma Wedding)

It was a beautiful morning in Nerima. It was just before dawn and the sun was timidly stretching its fingers. It was the start of a nice day and many people were getting ready to enjoy it. There were some few exceptions like the Nekohanten.

<Moose you idiot. Go Away. If you can not help at least do not get in the way.>
Shampoo was feeling murderous. Her Airen would never go with that sexless crazy tomboy. What had their parents done? Maybe threaten with the water of spring of drowned man? And all the other girls. They were not anything of Ranma. She, Shampoo was the only wife. All others must give up or be eliminated. But after what she had done in the wedding would Ranma forgive her? Yes, he would know it had been done to preserve their love.
<Ha ha ha ha.> Moose had jumped 6 meters away from her after she uttered such a Kodachi like laugh. <He will be mine no matter the cost.>

<Glad to know it Shampoo> Said cologne on top of her staff <For we have passed a critical point. You must choose great great granddaughter. We must either go back to china in shame. Or take extreme measures to break the bond between Ranma and Akane. Come Shampoo. We must look into parts and methods I would rather not use. But in the circumstances a broken son in law is better than nothing.>
Moose came after them ignored as always. -I am not letting Shampoo out of my sight. If I foil the ghouls plans then I have a chance at Shampoos heart.-

They all entered the attic. Cologne hopped towards the back, where she kept her most vile and evil contraptions. She stopped in front of a black chest. It had three locks on the front each with a representation of an animal. Tiger, dragon and bear. Cologne began to chant <Bear to heal and purify. Tiger to have the strength to try. Dragon the defender of the weak. Snake will show the secrets you seek.> With this final verse she drew a snake with a fingernail in the wood. The patter glowed in bright green for a moment. When the glow had faded all three locks opened at once. <Look Shampoo this where I keep some of our tribes most powerful relics.>
-It looks like Ranma will be mine at last- thought Shampoo.
<Great great grandmother what will we use?>
<A powerful artifact. The eye of Shandala. This gem has a terrible power. It erases the memories of the humans but asks for a great price, a price in blood. Many before have tried to use it and fell to feed the hungry gem without achieving their goal. Do you wish to take the chance?>
<I will revered elder. Anything to get Ranma.>
<Then it shall be. Seal everything and meet me down stairs. Moose come with me. You have to clean the dishes before the customers come.> Cologne hopped down the stairs with the box of the gem and a grim expression in her face. -Maybe it is time we gave up. What we are about to do is very dangerous. But it is Shampoos right to pursue her Airen, for as long as she likes.-

Shampoo was alone. She had been told to seal the chest but it was too great a temptation to look inside and see what other amazon treasures did Cologne hold there. - A quick peek will not hurt anyone. She was the heir of Cologne and she should know what items did they have.- Shampoo was not a total idiot, but she did not enjoy Colognes training and she did not notice she was being influenced by an external force.
Sure this box looks promising- She picked up an iron box on the left of the chest. It was very heavy!! - I wonder what is inside- She opened it and noticed that the box was leaded on the inside. -That is why it was so heavy- Then her eyes came to rest upon another box. A jade box with carvings of monsters and mythological creatures. - This keeps getting better and better.- The box was locked but firm pull took care of the problem. She opened it and found the box was full of silver mirrors. And in the middle was a knife. A wicked looking sacrificial knife. - This has to be powerful. Something that looks that bad has to be a weapon for destroying demons.- Shampoo took the knife and her eyes glazed. Her will had been slowly and subtly been drained by the evil weapon and now the takeover was complete. Like an automaton she started walking. Her breathing became faster as she tried to break the spell. But it was like fighting air. Lacking formal training in magic she did not know how to retaliate and was powerless to stop the knife.

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Cologne was downstairs pondering their new problem. How could they use the gem without being blamed?. And after that how could they position themselves so that the Nerima wrecking crew would come to them for help. If it came to extremes she knew that Akane would prefer to give up Ranma than to see him as a vegetable all his life. It was a grim prospect, but they were running out of options, and if Shampoo decided to press the issue, she had to do her job, no matter how much she did not like it. Did that blasted girl realize how much damage she could cause if she kept being so stubborn? And why is she taking so long to come down?

The instant that she finished that thought Shampoos body entered the restaurant. All hell broke loose. The restaurant was designed using Feng Shui to channel positive energy and drive away evil. Behind the mirrors there were wards against evil spirits. There was even a small blessed cross in a cupboard a gift from a Christian priest. All exploded. It was a horrible show. Glass shattered and flew everywhere as the wards tried to absorb the evil energy flowing from the knife. Dark fire butterflies flew from the knife towards the wards. As the knife grew dimmer more and more wards burned up until they were all gone. The knife had won but it was a costly victory. At the start of the conflict it has shone like a dark bonfire and now it was only glowing.

Shampoo regained consciousness at that moment and dropped the knife like a poisoned snake. She felt violated in a way she did not fully understand. That thing had taken over her mind and body completely and had done as it pleased. She ran to cologne and hugged her like a little child. Like all those times she had been afraid of thunder. Cologne made some soothing noises to the girl. - She was almost in a nervous breakdown. We can not have that. She must know what happened to her and work hard so it never happens again.-
<Wha... what is that grandmother?>
<It is Whasa-by�s fall. A terrible artifact that our peopled are cursed to guard. It is a relic from the creation of Jusendo.>

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Somewhere far, far away in China evil awakened. It had been sleeping for many years, but for this creature it was a small nap. It had awaken before time, to a sound only it could hear. This dark sirens call, elusive and seductive would not go away. It was familiar almost a part of him but it could not place it. Suddenly comprehension came. -The knife. My knife. Some of the disgusting creatures that inhabit this land must have stolen it. They will pay. I will drink their life slowly and exquisitely.-

The creature broke the crystal cocoon in which it had been sleeping and it came out of the cave in all its evil glory. Beautiful and deadly. It was 2 meters tall at the head the wings gave it another meter more. Its hair and wings were white, not pure white but crystal white, so when the light shone on them they were like small rainbows. It was well proportioned and muscled. Not the big mass of a weight lifter but the complexion of a long distance swimmer or a climber. It was too perfect, the kind of perfection that the eye does not notice, but the subconscious screams at. - First to test if this body is ready.- It took a piece of crystal and made a deep cut in its hand. -Perfect sense of touch is working but all the painful sensations and complications are gone. No need eat or breathe anymore. No more impositions from this weak body.- As it pondered it extended its wings and took of answer the summoning.

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It reached its destination very quickly. Although it had not even a fraction of its old powers it was still very fast. Most of its powers were gone thanks to the enemy. It would eat the life and magic of this world and replace its lost power. But something was bothering it. Since it had crossed to this dimension it had noticed that its power had changed. It was worried. But it would manage with what it had. Unless this place was inhabited with super warriors it could take on anything sort of one of the deities it had seen coming here.

It was flying over a big city. - Great when I get back my curse knife I will have a great feast with the life force of all this vermin. It is close, very close.- It came down to a street. But it did not notice a young man in traditional Japanese clothes with a boken in its hands.

"O sure the heavens smile on me today." Said kuno. " They have sent a divine and faithful companion to help me in my quest against the foul sorcerer Saotome"

-He talks in a strange language but I can understand him! I must investigate this more deeply.-
"Who are you? Speak."
"You, o angel, stand before Kuno tatewaky. The Blue thunder of Furinkan high. Most honorable samurai and defender of the weak. I assume you are a herald of heavens come to help me in my most holly crusade. As you know I must free my loves from the vile sorcerer, Ranma Saotome."
-I have lots of luck- thought the creature. -I have come across the local champion and have the name of the local mage- "You could say that I have come to help you see the heavens in all its glory."
Kuno was daydreaming about how he would tell his loved ones that the heavens had decreeted that they would be united. Because of that he did not notice the Angel throwing a glowing punch at him. He crashed through a wall and stopped moving. Kuno had to thank his goddess that he was still alive, They had hit him so often that his endurance was superhuman.
-That was too easy. I will get my knife back. Then I will find the wizard and see if he is any trouble.-

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The Nekohanten was closed. And inside sat a depressed Shampoo. She was going over the events after her mistake. Cologne had told her she could not seal the artifact alone. She had called the other matriarchs and they were going to send their best. But an hour later they council had called, telling her to abandon everything and come back immediately. They had been very secretive to what the crisis was. But she could not leave before she took certain measures. The floor now had a sealing wards carved on to the wood And lots of smaller ones had been placed on the walls and ceiling. She was going to leave Shampoo and Moose in Japan. If the problem was so bad they would had told her. She was the heir to her place in the council!. So she had left an hour after the incident telling Shampoo not to come near the knife and to make sure Moose does not do it either. And in case anything went wrong go to the Tendo dojo and alert Ranma and Haposai. Shampoo was depressed. Why? Why leave her behind like a cripple or a man. And alerting Ranma was reasonable but Haposai?! That old pervert was nothing but trouble.

She was still fuming how unfair it was when the wall exploded. Her warrior instincts served her well. She rolled with the blast and was not hurt. Unfortunately she was now next to the floor wards and had to face whatever came from the hole in the wall. It was a tall man. And he was white. White skin, white clothes, white eyes, white hair and white wings?!
"Hellooooo is anybody home?"
"What you want? We closed. Go away or else." Shampoo said as she readied her bombori.
"Fun before business, great. I choose else"
Shampoo was really pissed of and was going to take it out on this estranger. She went all out with a frontal strike that hit the man and sent him flying away into a wall. The wall caved in but the man was not even dazed. He got up rapidly and launched his own attack. It was a very simple combination so Shampoo decided to block and counterattack. It was a bad mistake. The mans fist broke the bombori like it was made of paper and graced her on the shoulder. Shampoo went flying and crashed inside the kitchen. She was hurt and the shoulder was probably dislocated.

Moose hearing the noise downstairs had come down. He saw the man hit Shampoo. Moose was furious but took the time to look at the strangers fighting stile. He fought like a gorilla but was incredible strong. He had overpowered Shampoos defenses like nothing. The old mummy had told them to go to Ranma if something happened. So decisions made Moose let loose a barrage of hidden weapons and entered the kitchen. The man was not hurt, just annoyed at the interruption. He just started punching everything that came close. He had a murderous look in his eyes.

"Shampoo were are you?" He saw her still dazed inside the fridge room. She had broken the door on impact and was getting up on her feet.
"Shampoo lets go to the Tendo dojo."
"No I will kill him."
Seeing that she would not be reasonable Moose grabbed a water bottle and poured it on her. A very angry cat-shampoo was now on the floor. Moose picked her up and put her inside his robes. He carried a cat cage for emergencies like this. Now that his love was secured he looked for a way out. He looked into the restaurant and saw the man. The estranger was not paying them attention. He was circling the floor wards. Every time he tried to cross them light would appear and he stepped back. - So he is some kind of oni. And it wants the knife. Let him have it. I will save Shampoo. - With this he came out the back window and set of to the Tendo residence.

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The creature was still trying to get to the knife without getting hurt by the wards. When Moose left. -Go run little creatures. I will get you latter. -
-This is quite a problem. Whomever put the wards was good. I can not cross them or harm them directly or indirectly. What can I do?-

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In the Tendo dojo it was a typical morning. Genma and Soun were playing, but Genma was in panda form with a plate of bamboo shots he was munching. Ranma was watching TV, while Akane was talking on the phone with a friend from school. Nabiki was upstairs in her room checking the Wallstreet results and comparing them with Tokyo. Kasumi was in the kitchen preparing lunch for everyone. It looked like the start of a beautiful and quiet day. But alas it was not to be. There is a Chinese curse that goes 'May you live interesting times'. And it was perfectly represented with Ranma Saotome.

Moose jumped over the wall and entered the Tendo residence through the kitchen window. Kasumi was just going out with a tray of refreshments. "Excuse me" he said as he tapped Kasumi on the shoulder. "Oh my" she was startled and let go of the tray. "It is you Moose. How unkind of me, I did not welcome you to the house."
Ranma was not so kind. "Who the f*** has gotten me all wet." As Ranma-chan came into the kitchen for some hot water she saw him. "Moose this better not be a challenge or a trick. I'm not in the mood."
"Ranma. You must help. we were attacked by a... "
The sentence was left unfinished. The problem had decided to follow Moose. It bore down on the house in terrible magnificence. It was at least two meters tall. He was very well developed, not the musculature of a weight lifter, but the lean muscles of a swimmer or runner. It looked like a foreigner. Every thing about the estranger was white. It had long white hair, down to the shoulder blades. The robes it was wearing looked like some desert outfit. Even its skin was pale, pale even for a Caucasian. But the most prominent feature were the wings. Great feathered wings sprouted from its back. The wings were a translucent white, and reflected the colors of the rainbow.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Narac. I have come here to confront you mage. I have defeated the local warrior and now I will defeat you." Said the estranger.
"My name is Ranma Saotome and if you wanted to find the best you have come to the right place." Ranma assumed a combat stance and started to study his opponent.
At that moment Moose stand along with Ranma. "Ranma. I will help you defeat this monster. It has hurt my dear Shampoo and it will pay. But I must warn you Ranma. He is very unskilled opponent, but he is terribly strong"

They both jumped at it. Ranma came low in a straight kick, while Moose did a flying jump. The stranger had not adopted a battle stance and took Ranma�s kick in the chest. Ranma was surprised. He had kicked hard assuming that Narac had to be as strong as Ryouga to give Moose trouble. But he was much stronger! The kick he had just received would had sent any of the Nerima wrecking gang flying if they had not blocked. This thing just took the hit, took a step backwards and threw a punch. A very clumsy one Ranma noted. Ranma blocked with his left arm and twisted like a ballerina to hit Narac on the back of the knees. Narac was obviously not trained from the surprised look on his face, thought Ranma. Ranma rolled away sensing something wrong. Narac was standing in a shadow, a huge shadow. Up above Moose had reached optimal altitude to launch his attack. He took out a wrecking ball and threw it downwards. "You will die for hurting my Shampoo." Slowly a local eclipse took place as the projectile blocked the sun for the two combatants. Ranma was getting out of the impact area, but Narac just stood there with a calculating look. At the last possible moment Narac punched the ball and sent it flying. Moose was still holding the chain and was pulled away with it. As he disappeared he was howling in fury.

"Ok. Now it is just you and me. I really do hope you are better than him." Narac said this with all the arrogance that only monsters command.
"Come over here and we shall see." Ranma looked confident but was wondering how to handle Narac. The angel had no training, but he did have incredible strength and endurance. Testimony to that strength was the bruise that was forming on his arm. He could not use the heaven blast of the dragon. They were both very close to the house and someone could be hurt. And Ranma was not confident that a chestnut fist attack would work. He needed to take the fight elsewhere and to think how to win. It was a variant of a technique he did not often use, but it was the best choice now. The secret Saotome technique.

"Come and catch me if you can" Said Ranma. At the same time he jumped on to the roof of a nearby house. It was his variant of the Saotome technique. In many places it is also known as 'let's take this outside'. Narac looked really angry. "Take me seriously boy. I will be the last thing you see before you die." The angel started to beat its wings to go after Ranma. But fate is a double edge sword. The wind, that the beating of the wings had started, blew dust everywhere. Katsumi said "O my. It will take a while to clean this mess."

Narac stopped flying. -It is a trap and I almost fell for it. He is a sorcerer and this is his house. He can not use blasting spells here for fear of killing his family.- "Boy, I will not fall for that trick. I am not following you. You want to keep your family safe? Come over here and let me kill you. Then I shall leave them alone."

- This looks bad- Thought Ranma. "If you are so tough. Why don't ya, come and get me. If you�r not up to the challenge why did ya came looking for me?" It was not a good ruse but he had to try.

"If you want to play. We will play." The angel took a step into the house and took Katsumi by the neck. "Now if you are so kind as to come here. I will not kill her" Akane had, up to that moment, kept out of the fight. But this was too much. "Let go of my sister" Akane attacked Narac, trying to hit the elbow. She wanted to free Katsumi. As Narac grabbed her by the face, there was a small flash of light. But none of the combatants could make anything from it. Ranma had come down from the neighbor's with a face that would scare an oni. " You are so dead" Attacking Akane had been a bad move, but she has attacked first and was a strong martial artist. But attacking someone as defenseless a Katsumi was way too much. Ranma threw a full chestnut at the angel kidneys. Not even it's supernatural endurance could protect him from that and the angel let go of Akane.

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It was a dark place. The reflection of an evil ambition and desire. He was there, for longer that he could tell. He was as far as he could tell the only person in what he called, for lack of a better name, The Dark Place. His only companion was the wind. But it was no normal wind. It was the hollow sound of voices. The voices of thousands of people. All of them cursing and swearing. All in the same mournful whispering. They were always saying the same things, but he could not understand them. It had been like this for as far as he could remember. Sometimes he dreamed of another place. A better place. He could not remember anything specifically, but he knew that it had not always been like this.

Suddenly a light flared up. It was a beautiful sight. It was orange in the center and slowly turned pink and yellow at the edges. He just stood there breathless. Fearing that if he should move or make a sound it would go away. Even the wind was silent. -What are you? Why now?- The light felt strangely compelling. But he was afraid, so afraid. Suddenly the light went out, and darkness again ruled supreme.
-No, no, nooooooo. I lost it. I lost it.- The wind came back. The legion of voices came back stronger than ever. They drank on the sweet nectar of despair. And the feast was served.
Then again another light filled the sky. This one was different. It was a brilliant lighting bolt blue in the center and turned to deep blue and purple. It looked a little rough in the edges but it was also beautiful.
This time he did not hesitate. He somehow jumped and as his fingertips touched the light there was a flash.

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Ranma was very pleased with himself. He had saved the Tendo sisters. And now he was going to take care of the new psycho. He spotted a perfect place. It was a wide opening next to a small canal. It even had a powerline over it so that he could not fly.

"Hey assh***. Lets fight down there" Ranma came down and rolled to set himself under the power lines. Ranma was planing what to do. -He can�t dive bomb me now. Now we will see if he�s got any long rage firepower.-

Narac was wary. He had thought this would be an easy fight. But this Ranma had proven otherwise. He had already hurt him in the back. And lo let anger get the better of him had been a mistake. Back in the house he had had an advantage. -Maybe if I charge him and I do not let him use those strange moves he did before.- What happened next was completely unexpected. Narac is a magical creature. That meant that while it knew lots about magic it was completely ignorant about technology. The angel did a perfect dive attack, through the high voltage cables.

Ranma was stunned. This freaking monster had just decided to kill himself. Ranma was stunned for half a second and that almost cost him his life. As he dove to the side he saw the angel touch the electric cables with a blinding flash. When his vision cleared, Ranma gagged. The angel was burned, not as bad as he thought at first. Narac had been extremely lucky. His body had cleared the space between cables, but the wingspan had not. Both wings had burned almost instantly. The smell was terrible. It would be something like a pigeon and a chicken nuked together in a microwave for 2 hours or Akane�s breakfast special. The electric cables had fallen away from the combatants, some of them into the water. Ranma was astonished. The angel had lost both wings, short blackened stumps now replaced them. But it was getting up!!!

Narac was angry. Extremely angry and hurt. Whatever that blasted sorcerer had done it had hurt. The body was mostly uninjured, but that had taken more than half of the power reservoir. The wing were a total loss. He would have to grow new ones. That would take time and lost of energy. -I am going to suck this bast*** and his loved ones dry- He stood up. "Sorcerer your trick did not work. I am still alive. And now I will kill you." Narac charged Ranma. But to his surprise Ranma backed away. "Come and fight me you coward." Not even insults could goad Ranma into action. -What is he doing? We are just going around in circles, but he is not casting a spell I would sense that easily. What is he up to?-

Ranma was carefully measuring time. -More, more. Come closer. Closer. Get angry. More angry. Closer. NOW!!!- Ranma had been biding his time. He completed the spiral. "Hiry� sh�ten ha" A tornado began to take form as the hot and cold chi began to interact. The exangel was sucked into the tornado and blown skywards. A smile began to form in Ranma�s face, but it was sort lived. When Narac was about 20 meters of the ground there was an explosion. The tornado was ripped apart, as a subzero cold sphere blossomed. Narac did not know it but he had saved himself. He was a creature of cold, and when the hot wind had taken him off. He had been in pain and he had instinctively formed a cold defense.

Ranma was stunned again. That move had only failed once and it had been nothing like this. That small instant of hesitation was a costly one. When Narac had formed his defense all the force in Ranma�s blow had been scattered. That same force now hit Ranma back, forcing him back several meters. Into the canal. Let us say that Ranma is an incredible lucky man. He dove far away from the electric cables. But water, is a conductive medium and even so, he got quite a shock.

Narac was now rising up from the floor, again. He felt like he had been chewed on, several thousand times. As he got up, he took a look around. -Where is the sorcerer?- The angel was turning around warily. He expectef Ranma to ambush him with another strange trick. As he scanned the area he saw his target. A pair of dark blue Chinese pants and shirt were floating in the canal. As he neared his target his face showed a great disappointment. "What is this??" He had come near the canal expecting to see his enemy defeated. But it was another trick. He only saw a small human female in the sorcerer clothing. -A what an ingenious trick. He possessed the body of this female and fought with me. No mater the outcome he would not loose. Hummm I will take this vessel with me to see if I can use it against him.- He knelt next to the canal and drew an unconscious Ranma-chan. -Quite a beautiful specimen. Well now I must fix the damage to this body.- Narac Was a creature of cold that meant that while heat could do a lot of damage to him cold would help him heal. He concentrated and drew on the last scraps of the power within himself. His hands began to glow a soft white. As the glow intensified, frost began to form on the floor and on Ranma-chan�s body. Narac grabbed the blackened stumps and feathers began to grow. Son in a few moments the wings were fully healed. He was complete, exhausted but complete. He picked up ranma-chan and flew towards the Tendo dojo. -If he was unwilling to fight there and hurt someone, I will use that against him.- With this thought Narac took of with his captive.

Salvador Escriv� Gil
(Vorox.seg@terra.es)