Okay folks, here's a teaser for you...a fic currently slotted for a late
1997- early 1998 release...


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        Akane slammed the door to her room, jostling the pictures on the
wall. <RANMA NO BAKA!> How could he do that? How could he throw
himself at Shampoo like that, AGAIN?! And on HER BIRTHDAY, no less!
        Akane threw herself on the bed. She silently cursed Ranma for
being such an insensitive jerk. Soon, she exhausted herself and looked
around her room.
         She had recently become interested in painting ceramic masks. She
was good, too. Brightly colored designs of butterflies, kittens, and other
animals adorned the faces that hung on her wall. Her gaze fell upon a
box wrapped in pink paper tied with yellow ribbon on her desk. 
         Akane got off the bed and picked up the package.  Next to the bow
in the ribbon was a tag which read "To Akane, From Ranma." Akane's
jealousy was momentarily forgotten as she opened the package. 
        Akane tossed the wrapping aside and opened the box. She stared
at the object inside. It was another mask, but not pretty like the ones on
her wall. This one was rough and chipped, like it had been through a war
zone. Two red eyes stared at her from the sockets and the entire thing
was coated in a glaze colored a hideous shade of green.
        Akane frowned at this grotesque item. Ranma, that jerk, was making
fun of her again! AGAIN! And this time, he was openly attacking the one
thing she really enjoyed doing! 
         Akane stood up and faced the mirror, a thoughtful look crossing her
face. <This thing's ugly enough to give Cologne the creeps,> she
thought, and evil grin crossing her face. <I think I'll teach Ranma a little
lesson.>
         She stood before the mirror, and raised the mask to her face...

          Kasumi was in the kitchen preparing dinner when she heard the
ruckus coming from upstairs. She left the kitchen in search of the
disturbance.
        "Akane?" she called up the stairs. "Are you all right?"
         She stared in shock as a girl dressed in Akane's clothes and
wearing her hair in a similar fashion to Akane's came sliding down the
bannister, giant mallet in hand, white teeth flashing in the light, manic red
eyes looking Kasumi in the face, and a face a bright shade of green.
       The green skull-faced apparition stopped before Kasumi.
        "NeVeR bEtTeR sIs!" said the demented Akane lookalike. "I mAy Be
A TaD lAtE fOr DiNnEr! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" 
       With that, the Mask vanished out into the Nerima streets, looking for a
certain pig tailed hentai martial artist....





                                   RANMA VS. THE MASK

                             Nerima will NEVER be the same!


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                                                                       ---Erin 2.5