Okay, before I let you into the story, I have to state that THIS IS A
VERY DARK STORY!  If you don't like that theme of story, turn back
now.  Also included in this story are scenes of rape and murder, so
you would be well advised to turn away if you hate that kind of stuff
as well.

Well, now that I've done that, on with the story.

          Ranma 1/2
          Happi's Delight
          By Shadow Dancer(AKA Colin Hidson)
          Episode 1, Part 2

     "Why, father?  Why?"  I ask, hoping that Father would miss my
slip.
     "Because, my dear Ranma, you know the saying.  'It is a well
known fact that the son will exceed the father's prowess.'  You are,
or were, as it may be, my son, and therefore I had to take you out of
the running for mastership of the school.  Because my beloved Nodoka
would get angry with me if I killed you, this was the only other
option."  Father looks happy with how he resolved things.
     "Why did you teach me martial arts, then?"  I ask, confused.
     "Ranma!  You know very well that Nodoka had to be convinced 
that this trip was for making you a better martial artist!  And I told
you before, DON'T CALL ME FATHER AGAIN!  CALL ME HAPPI!"  Father is
using his demon-head technique.  Although I know that it is only a
projection, I still can't help but be afraid.  "Now, Ranma!  You know
what your punishment is for disobeying me!"  I nod, silently wishing
that he would choose a better way to punish me.
     I strip out of my clothes, climb onto the bed that the hotel
provided for us, and kneel down, my back facing my father.  Although I
can't hear it, I know Father is taking out his pipe, getting ready to
hit me with it.  Father does something different, this time.  His
hands rush around my body, touching me in a few places.  All of a
sudden, I notice minute movements in the air as Father removes his
hands.  *Oh, no, a shiatsu technique* Is all I have time to think of
before Father starts hitting me.
     Pain shoots through my body, forcing me to try to keep from
screaming.  I don't succeed, completely, as a small gasp escapes my
mouth before I can stop it.  *Don't hurt father...Can't hurt
father...Not honourable to hurt father...* I mentally chant as Father
continues to strike my back.
     The strikes slow down, and eventually stop, leaving me 
breathless and fighting to hold back my tears.  Then I hear something
that sends chills down my spine.  I know I wished for another
punishment, but this one I want even less than the last one.  Father's
clothes make a quiet rustling sound as they are dropped to the floor.
Fear rushes through me when Father touches me in on another point on
my body, and suddenly it's all I can do to even blink.  I suddenly
realise why Father taught me so many ways to pleasure both men and
women when I was younger.  I try to scream, and fail miserably.
     Technique after technique, Father uses my body, bringing 
pleasure, bringing loathing.  I feel all the pleasure that he means
for me to feel, but I loathe him, despise him...even want to kill him.
 I brush that thought away, remembering that Mother wants me to be
strong, wants me to be honourable.  *More honourable than Father will
ever be* I think as Father finally finishes with me.  I try to
remember what Father did to me...not to remember the pleasure.
     But to remember it so that no-one will ever do that to me again.
     At least, not after I get away from Father. 
     Finally, after Father has recovered from his pleasure *I won't 
call it mine...I won't call it mine* he touches a point on my body 
and removes the paralysis that he had on me.  I collapse to the bed, 
sleep finally overcoming me, not really noticing that he didn't 
remove the sentitivity as well.

*****

     I am watching my daughters practicing their defense techniques
that I designed against the master, when I hear someone at the gate.
"Akane, Kasumi, Nabiki.  It's time." I say, all the while hoping that
the master chose not to appear today.
     Akane holds the katana she was wielding behind her back as she
lines up behind me.  All together, we walk to the front of the house
to greet our...guests.
     When I open the door, a horrible sight appears before my eyes.
     "Soun!  Come to greet your old master, have you?"  Happosai is 
standing just inside the gate with his hand...holding a young girls
hand.  Akane and Nabiki gasp upon noticing that the girl looks like
she had been...raped...recently.  The girl's lone red pigtail hangs
down in tatters, along with the rest of her hair, testament to the
fact that she hadn't combed or even cleaned it in a while.  The girl
looks up at me, a slight glimmer of hope in her eyes, when Happosai
says something more to me, "Soun, I know this will be a shock to you,
but I have to know something first.  Will you, upon your honour, wed
one of your daughters to my only child?"  My old master looks at me
hopefully, as if he wants me to agree.  While I know that any
offspring of Happosai is likely to be perverted, I can't say no to my
master, any more than I could when he was training me, all those years
ago.
     "I swear, upon my honour, that one of my daughters will marry
your child." I say.  I can barely hold back the tears that my
statement brings, but I have to be strong, for my daughters at least.
     Happosai immediately grins, "Great!  Soun Tendo, I'd like to
introduce you to my only child, Ranma."  He pushes the girl forward,
and she stumbles a bit on her way towards me.  "Now, the other
shocker,"  Happi says, "I had a foretelling a couple days ago, and I
found out that I would die sometime today.  I wanted to make sure my
daughter would have a good home before I died."  Happi then grins
maniacally, and then leaps on Kasumi.  "Sweeto!" he cries, "How
wonderful for you to greet me like this!"
     I stare in shock, *How could he have known?  How could...*  My
train of thought is abruptly derailed when Akane reacts to Happi's
groping of her sister.
     "You PERVERT!" she cries, even as she whips out the katana and
slices it in a small, deadly arc towards her sister and the lech.
Happi gets half a second to look at the incoming blade before it
slices through his side.
     Kasumi faints when she notices that the blade came a lot closer
than it ever did in the practice sessions.  Her blouse, cut ever so
slightly, flutters in the air as she collapses to the floor.
     Happosai looks at the blade that is embedded in his chest as he
comments, "I told you I'd die today, Soun.  I just never thought it
would be by such a lovely girl."  Happosai breathes his last words,
and then collapses.
     Tears in my eyes, I turn to the girl that Happi proclaimed as his
daughter.  She stares at me and Akane as if we were vampires or
something.  She backs up slowly, but with increasing speed, before she
trips.
     Normally, I would think that falling such a short distance 
wouldn't hurt very much, but Ranma reacts as if she had fallen a
hundred meters or so.  Her scream pierces my heart.  Akane and Nabiki,
lech forgotten, rush up to Ranma to see what is wrong.  Ranma sits
there crying as Nabiki and Akane begin their ministrations.  Ranma
mumbles something about shiatsu techniques before she collapses
unconscious.

*****

     Well, I thought about changing it so that Nodoka got the 
killing blow in on Happi, but I didn't want Ranma to be put through
that kind of torture...seeing your father being killed by your mother
is just a little too much.
     Well, as per usual, I AWAIT THE FLAMES!  Although in this 'fic, I
think I really deserve them...:)

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