you want evil, this is evil...
Happi Days Are Here Again (prologue)
by Gregg Sharp
all characters are (c) Rumiko Takahashi, don't sue me
as hiring me would be more profitable in the long run
even if i had any money.

Juusenkyo,1998: a cloudy night
	A short figure is discussing some matter with
a somewhat taller person.
	"I don't care what you're going to use it for,"
the taller figure said. "All I care about is revenge on
Ranma Saotome and the others!"
	"Cursed springwater from Juusenkyo," the short
man said nodding. "Concentrated down to its maximum
potency. Say, what would happen if I used it in the
concentrated form?"
	"Nothing. You have to add at least three parts
water to the concentrate for it to have an effect. The
regular mix is ten parts water. Dilute it any further
and the effects become temporary, giving the Juusenkyo
curse but only for a few months at best." The moon
peeked from behind a cloud, revealing a slightly older
Herb of the Musk Dynasty.
	"Is there any way, save the Chiisatuon to lock
them in the cursed form, or change their personality?"
Happosai was revealed as the short figure. "After all,
we both have grudges against Ranma."
	"It is ONLY because of that fact," explained 
Herb as darkness moved across the field again, "that
I am helping you at all. Phoenix Mountain has assisted
in this, as many of their citizens have also reason to
hate Saotome and all he has done.
	"That is why you have this." A large wooden
ladle was handed to Happosai.
	"Ah, a copy of the Chiisatuon? Sweet." Happosai
smiled as he took the ladle, an evil smile on his face.
"This locks them in their form, but what about the 
personality?"
	"Hit them with the right water using THAT, 
and you lock them in the form of a young girl forever.
Actually, Happosai, I'm surprised you didn't think of
this. There is a Spring Of Virtuous Man, but did you
not think that there would be other springs of a similar
nature? After all, there are 131 different springs in
this valley, and only thirteen springs lack a template."
	"Spring Of Virtuous Woman?" Happosai couldn't
see where that would be a particularly good vengeance.
	"Actually there was a young bride who drowned
in one of the other pools one thousand two hundred
years ago. Until you supplied us with things like
electric water pumps and rubber permaseal hoses, it
was not easy to get to it, however. Now, we drained it
twice, concentrated and distilled it, and will use the
future waters for our own purposes. You, however, have
the task of transporting forty gallons of concentrated
Juusenkyo Spring Of Drowned Housewife water back to
Japan."
	"Which will make four hundred gallons of the
curse water," said Happosai happily. "That MIGHT be
enough for my plans."
	"Whatever," Herb gave a wave of his hand.
"This concludes our business. You'll find the casks
of concentrate at the end of the Valley by dawn, and
you already have the copy of the sacred ladle. I will
warn you that the psychological effects are NOT going
to be immediate, however. Depending on the strength of
will, it could potentially take months for the effects
to take place. As long as they are locked in that form,
they WILL convert eventually. The identity remains the
same, as will memories, but the cultural attitudes and
overall personality will eventually conform to the
template."
	"It's perfect," Happosai said and began to
laugh. He barely noticed when Herb left.

Okay, maybe it isn't as evil as if Ranma-chan married Happosai
        or Akane married Kodachi, but it still could be pretty nasty.