Just a little thing I thought of...

	"Are you sure that you killed it Ranma?" Ryoga asked nervously. 
 That... thing... was the third one that they had encountered.  It took 
five blasts from Ranma's shotgun to take it down, and even then it 
managed to get in a few good swipes.

	Ranma looked down at the bloody gashes on his chest, his red 
silk shirt hanging in tatters.  "Damn these... these... green... Ryoga? 
 What the hell are these things?  And where the fuck did they come 
from?"

	"I don't know.  We came in from the courtyard, and went down the 
hall, and this... thing... OPENED THE FUCKING DOOR!!!  None of the other 
things had ever opened doors before.  When did these things get smart?  
At least with the other ones, the zombie like ones, we could get close 
enough to use our martial arts.  These, we'd get our heads handed to us 
if we tried."

	Ryoga calmed down a bit and assessed the situation.  There was 
Ranma and himself, stuck in an abandoned mansion, filled with green 
things that wanted to kill them.  Their only defence was Ranma's 
shotgun, with only two rounds remaining, and Ryoga's dinky little 
beretta, with 210 rounds, not counting the fifteen already loaded.  Lot 
of good that was going to do, since they already found out that it took 
twenty rounds to drop one of those green things.

	Thud.

	"Ryoga?  I think we have a problem..." Ranma whispered as he 
raised his shotgun, looking desperatly for a target.  None were found.

	Thud.

	"Ranma, get your back to me.  We'll watch each other's backs, 
and we'll get out of here alive."

	Thud.  "EEEEERRRAAAACH!!!!!!!"

	"Oh, shit.  Here one comes."  Ryoga said as he started to unload 
bullet after bullet into the green monstrosity.  The shots didn't even 
seem to faze it.

	It closed in to 10 feet.

	9 feet.

	Still Ryoga shot at it.

	Seven feet.

	Six feet.

	With a blood curdling screech, the green thing launched itself 
at Ryoga.  Ryoga raised his gun, tracking the arc, even as he knew that 
he would never be able to shoot the thing enough times to kill it.  He 
closed his eyes, and waited for Death...

	It never came.  Ryoga heard a deafening blast, followed by the 
monster's death shreiks.  He turned his head slightly to see a shotgun 
leaning against his left shoulder.  Ryoga turned his head even more to 
look at his savior.  Ranma just smiled.

	"We both make it out of here alive."

	Out of the corner of his eye, Ryoga sensed movement.  He focused 
on the thing laying in a pool of its own blood.  "Ranma, I think I saw 
it move."  Ranma, still standing behind Ryoga, backed up a bit more, and 
aimed his shotgun at the body.

	The body twitched.

	The hall was filled with the sound of a nine millimeter handgun 
being emptied at point blank range into a corpse.  Then reloaded.  Then 
being emptied again.

	Ryoga stared down at the bullet ridden corpse.  "I think it's 
dead now, Ranma."

	Ranma didn't answer.

	"Ranma?"

	Silence.  Then, a slurp.

	Fear gripped Ryoga as he slowly turned around.  What he saw 
justified his fear.

	Ranma hadn't even had the time to notice, the green thing had 
killed him that fast.  Ranma's head was still rolling around on the 
floor a good three feet away from his body, where the green demon was 
kneeling, gorging itself on Ranma's visera.

	Ryoga aimed his gun at the devil responsible for Ranma's demise, 
and pulled the trigger.

	Click.

	Ryoga stared at his gun in shock, betrayal clear on his face.  
The devil looked up from his feast, and smiled.  Bits of Ranma stuck 
between its teeth.

	Ryoga didn't feel a thing when the powerful swipe disconnedcted 
his head.

*******

	Ranma and Ryoga walked down the street, away from the Ginza.

	"Man, that new Virtual Reality interface, multiplayer BioHazard 
game is pretty intense." Ranma said, as he absently rubbed his neck.

	"No shit.  Can we _NOT_ talk about that?" Ryoga said, still not 
quite sure if he was alive, or in some sort of sick purgatory.

	Ranma smirked.

			THE END.

One little thing you should note.  The Japanese game BioHazard is 
availible in the US (And probably other countries as well) as 'Resident 
Evil'.  Play it, and you will know fear.  I don't even want to think 
about the possiblity of a VR version of that game.
-- 
JD Farber
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In your own way
Swear 'Peace' to someone
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