This is a dark fic, so if you are of weak heart or if your offended by 
violence and bad language (or if you just don't like Ranma 1/2 in 
general) I would not recommend reading this. For those who don't fit in 
those categories... I suggest that you let your emotions run wild while 
reading.
**If you're missing any of the parts before this, don't hesitate to 
email me for them.**

Most of the characters within the story are from the Anime Series, Ranma 
1/2 and are property of Rumiko Takahashi, and whoever else may own the 
rights. I write this without permission and do so with no attempt to 
profit off of the marvelous works. Rather, I do so for everyone's 
benefit. Please enjoy and tell me what you think.

Notes:  <Chinese>
        "Japanese"
        'Thoughts'
        /Panda Signs\



A Ranma 1/2 Fanfiction: Vengeance
        Part Three: More Than Fate
                by Ryan Erik



	Warm rays of sunlight washed over Nerima, bringing the dawn of a new 
day. Smells of some breakfasts cooking and others burning, drifted 
through the air. Dogs being sent out to fetch the morning paper, and 
other normal occurances took place.
	All of this had gone completely unobserved by the fatigued figure that 
stood upon the walls bordering the Tendo dojo. Long purple hair that 
most likely had not seen a brush for a long time swayed in the wind. 
Eyes, needing sleep desperately, were stained red with fatigue as they 
scanned the area within the walls. Motionless lips, parted and chapped, 
made no sound. Hands, weathered and cut, tentively gripped the walls, 
holding the figure balanced. This person was poised and alert, watching 
the slightest move made beyond the walls. The once beautiful dress worn 
by the girl could barely be considered tatters now.
	Shampoo jumped down from the wall to get a closer view of the Tendo 
house. She had to warn Ranma of his impending danger, but the only 
problem with that was that he was not in his usual place. From what she 
remembered, before breakfast, Ranma and his father would always spar 
around the koi pond in morning practice. This was not the case this 
morning. She pondered the thought of sneaking into Ranma's room to talk 
to him there, but she would most likely get attacked by Akane, yet it 
seemed like the only reasonable choice.
	She gathered herself and made her way over to Ranma's window, sliding 
it open just enough to look in. She saw a giant panda sleeping on a 
futon, but the one next to it was unoccupied, looking like it had not 
been used recently. This could be cause for concern.
	She waited a little longer to see Akane leave the house in a rush on 
her way to school, shortly followed by Nabiki. Ranma almost always 
followed Akane, and if he didn't, Akane was pulling him by his pig-tail 
- but not today. This was cause for concern.
	Following Akane along the street, Shampoo kept at a safe distance to 
avoid being seen. Shampoo's exhaustion caught up with her, and she was 
unable to keep up. Unable to keep Akane in her sight, she slowed to a 
walk, begining a breathing excersize, but was interrupted by a sudden 
splash of cold water.
	"Meow!" she cried in anger as she pulled herself from her pile of 
clothing. Where could she go now? This was not turning out to be a very 
good day, or week for that matter.


	"Good morning, Mrs. Sakamoto. I hope your husband is feeling better 
today. That's good to hear. Hmm? Really? That's very interesting. Oh, I 
see. I'll talk to you later. Bye." Dr. Tofu hung up his phone and sat 
down on the sofa in the waiting room. He didn't have any scheduled 
patients for today, and started heading out to go have breakfast at a 
restaurant.
	"Meow!" Dr. Tofu looked down and saw a small, pink cat at his feet, 
looking up at him with its big eyes. "Oh, hello there, Ms. Kitty. You 
seem familiar." He picked up the cat very gently and remembered. "Is 
that you, Shampoo?" The cat nodded. "Oh, you must want some hot water 
then. Let me go get it." He carried her into his office and started 
warming up some water in a tea pot.
	"Now, where did you get splashed?" He set the cat down and followed her 
out of his office, and along the streets. It didn't take them long and 
he gathered her clothes and Shampoo in his arms, walking back to the 
office.
	"I'll put you in your clothes and leave the room. Then you have to tell 
me why you're back. Okay?" The cat nodded, and he put her in her dress. 
With his back turned, he then carefully poured the hot water on the 
bulge within the clothes, and left the room.


	Transforming back into a human, Shampoo quickly adjusted her clothes to 
her body and calmly walked out to join Dr. Tofu. "Thank you, Doctor." 
Shampoo took a seat next to him and he handed her a cup of tea. Sipping 
at warm liquid, she sighed, trying to figure out how to tell the doctor 
her tale.
	"It's no problem, Shampoo. I'm always here to help the cursed." Tofu 
smiled at her before taking a sip of his tea. "Now tell me why you've 
returned. I thought that you were going back to China for good."
	"Shampoo do go home with great-grandma, but Shampoo get in big trouble 
for not bringing Ranma too." She looked at the cup of tea in her hands 
sadly. "Shampoo still ask self why come back. Still no know why. Ranma 
can handle self."
	Dr. Tofu regarded her sympathetically, gazing at her with his 
unjudgmental eyes. "Why don't we continue this while we walk to have 
breakfast?" She looked up at him curiously. "You look like you could use 
a good meal, and I could use the company." He finished his tea, and set 
the empty cup on the table.
	"Shampoo thank you again, Doctor."

		*		*		*

	Dark clouds gathered above Akane as she angrily marched to school. This 
was one of the very few times that she had to go alone. Her anger faded 
for a brief second as she looked at the chain-link fence. When her eyes 
shifted and her gaze fell upon the concrete again, her anger flared once 
more. 'Where the hell is that stupid baka?'
	Earlier that morning, she had called Daisuke's house and found out that 
his mother had picked up quite a few of the boys, who were too drunk to 
make it home alone. This should have made her feel better, but his 
mother said that she did not see Ranma at club when she arrived. Akane 
had figured that he was too macho to accept a ride home and tried to 
walk it, passing out somewhere between the house and the club.
	Upon walking through the gates of Furinkan, she saw her friends Yuka 
and Sayuri conversing with a boy that she had never seen before. She 
looked at the clock, and figured she had enough time to see what was 
going on before school started. "...that's my final offer." She caught 
the last part of what the young man was saying to her friends before he 
walked off.
	"What was all that about?" Akane looked at her friends who seemed 
rather apprehensive about something. They looked at each other and then 
both put on their innocent faces.
	"Nothing!" Sayuri responded, obviously lying.
	"Just chit-chat." Yuka had always been a better liar.
	"Oh well, you two ready for class?" They both nodded and followed her 
into the school.


	Akane took her seat and the class began. She yawned and looked over at 
the two seats to her left, which were both empty. The one closest to her 
belonged to Ranma, and the one that was up against the window belonged 
to Ukyou.
	Things had changed dramatically ever since they had begun their senior 
year of high school. The constant conflicts, that bought Nerima an 
infamous name, was escallated when Ranma arrived two years ago. It was 
roudy before his arrival with Kuno and all of her would-be suitors, she 
never went a day without fighting. Through some twist of fate, Ranma 
brought with him some of the finest martial artist on the face of the 
eart, causing quite a bit of property damage. Her whole outlook on life 
changed when he arrived. Nothing was the same, but in those two years of 
chaos that broke her medium, she found her love. Nothing would ever be 
the same again.
	Ever since Ranma had decided on her to be the one that he would marry, 
everything had calmed down dramatically. Even Kuno had pretty much given 
up on her, but not on Ranma's girl side. She wondered if anything would 
drill the fact of Ranma's curse through his thick skull. Not likely.
	What would it have been like if Ranma didn't arrive? If Ranma didn't 
show up, would she have fallen for someone in school? Would she even be 
the same person that she was today? Whenever she thought of that baka, 
she felt the urge to get angry, but now she could only sigh and think of 
him in a better light. She had definitely smoothed out the rough edges 
he had acquired over ten years of training with his father.
	Even after everything that Ranma had brought with him from his past, 
Akane still would not change a thing. Their tender moments in the past 
had been few and far in between, but they were all moments she would 
never forget. She would never have even thought that Ranma loved her the 
slightest bit until his revelation on Mount Phoenix. She hadn't heard it 
herself, but the way he held her and the way everyone else was staring 
at them brought her to her present train of thinking. He loved her and 
he would go through hell and back to save her from any danger. While 
that was surprising, the fact that she felt the same startled her even 
more. How could she have hidden these feelings from herself for so long?
	Life before their acknowledged love was filled with joy and sorrow. 
Life, now, was heaven. She sighed happily thinking of her baka fiancee, 
not noticing that the teacher had been trying to talk to her for several 
minutes now.

		*		*		*

	Shades of red and orange highlighted the evening sky as the sun slowly 
set. Trees, glowing in the light of the sun, swayed with the cool breeze 
that carressed the mountains. Life had ceased its daily activities, and 
the silence of night was slowly creeping its way over everything. As the 
warmth from the sun slowly left the area, the chill of night washed over 
the country side.
	A blade of light was all that remained of the sun as the figure 
stumbled across the land. Carried upon the back of the person, was 
another figure whose small frame and bright red hair completely opposed 
the much larger figure's dark black hair. The larger set down his burden 
and rested himself up against a large oak tree. Fatigue was obvious on 
his face as he looked over at the girl that he had been carrying along 
for such an extended time.
	Once again he had lost his way. For all he knew he could be somewhere 
in Europe! "It's all your fault, Ranma! I should just kill you right 
here and now!" He looked at his unconsious companion, his anger and 
depression starting to get the better of him. Had he kept his cool 
through so much, only to be denied what he paid for in blood?
	He carefully took a sealed glass jar, filled with water, from his pack 
and stared at it intently. His breath quickened as his eyes lay 
transfixed upon the liquid within the glass. "It's about time, Ranma. 
You can never fool me again! Akane will never again be yours! You will 
suffer like I did for all those years, if your mother doesn't think your 
not manly enough that is! AHAHAHA!" He held the jar over her head and 
removed the top, gently pouring the liquid over her. He waited for some 
brilliant flash of light to show him that it worked, but nothing 
happened. There was only one way to find out if it had worked, but where 
could he find some hot water in a forest?

	Trudging through a particularly thick part of the forest, Ryouga 
stopped to rest once more, this time for the night. 'Those pills are 
lasting much longer then I could have hoped. The druggist said that a 
half of a pill would be sufficient, and knowing you, Ranma, it would at 
least be double.' He thought over it for a few minutes, when he realized 
his mistake. 'I put two in your drink! Oh shit!' He put his hand under 
the girl's nose to feel for breath but felt nothing. He pressed his hand 
to her chest, and she responded with a moan and cough.
	He jolted upright and looked at Ranma with unease. Was she coming to? 
What if Ranma saw him here with her? All of Ryouga's finely laid out 
plans (finely laid out compared to what Ryouga's used to) would be 
ruined! He had to do something or he would be risking Akane's happiness!
	With increased vigor, he picked her up, resting her over his shoulder, 
and continued his aimless journey. Recently, he had been ending up 
exactly where he needed to go every single time, but not now when it was 
most crucial! "Oh, horrid fates! Why must you leave me now?!"
	"Ungh," behind him, Ranma stirred, her breathing becoming louder. 
Ryouga starting getting really nervous when the girl started to mutter 
no louder then a whisper. He could not be linked to her being 
permeneantly cursed, or it could end both Akane's happiness and his life 
in one swift blow.
	Unseen by anyone, a dark green light began to form around Ryouga's 
body. In his mind, his future was becoming dimmer, and if Ranma knew 
that he was responsible, Akane would be heart-broken. 'Oh God, what have 
I done?' He no longer watched where he walked, as his mind drifted 
further into one of his many depressions. "Cursed world!"


	"Ry-Ryo..." Ranma spoke for the first time in nearly twenty-four hours. 
Apparently, Ryouga was too far caught up in his own internal conflict 
that he failed to notice Ranma's voice. "Is that you, Ryouga?" Ranma 
tried, unsuccessfuly, to move any part of her body besides her mouth. 
Ranma felt like she had been beaten on every part of her aching body, 
dragged across all of Tokyo, all while severely drunk. She tried to 
concentrate on her vision, but everything was a blur, in addition to 
being carried over someone's shoulder like a sack.
	The little energy she had was used up when she tried to get the lost 
boy's attention. Even wiggling her finger seemed like a daunting task at 
the moment. What had happened to her to make her feel like this? After a 
few more minutes of the constant motion, she fell back into the depths 
of unconsciousness.


	What now? That was the question Ryouga faced. The only solution he 
could think of was unacceptable. He could not kill Ranma; it would be 
too merciful. 'No, Ranma must experience every day of life as a girl, 
_forever_.' Unfortunately, to accomplish anything he would have to bring 
Ranma to the Tendo training hall, or at least drop her nearby; 
otherwise, Ranma would find out who was responsible for his condition.
	Ranma stirred again. Something had to be done right now, but there were 
no options to choose from. What would he do when Ranma, and all the 
woman in love with him came after him for his completed revenge? Could 
he deal with Akane's hatred?
	"No, I would sooner die then have her hate me, to be the cause of her 
unhappiness!"
	He looked up and was greeted by starlight. A tear rolled down his face. 
"I have become my own worst nightmare!" His yell echoed over a large 
area, but Ryouga was so caught up with his own tragedy that he failed to 
notice.
	He felt Ranma squirming, trying to mutter something. It was too late 
now. Ranma would be fully conscious and aware. It would be all over. He 
could never show his face in Nerima again.
	"RYOUGA, NO!!!"
	A heavy green blast of pure depression errupted from the lost boy in 
all directions, going through anything in a fifty meter radius. With his 
footing no longer secure, Ryouga suddenly fell downward, only to be 
saved by his quick reflexes as he grabbed onto the edge of the side of a 
sheer drop. The body he had been carrying fell, too. He caught her wrist 
at the last possible moment, saving her from a certain death.
	The beautiful night's sky shone down upon Ryouga, providing enough 
lumination for him to realize the gravity of his situation. Gravity 
being the case that if he fell, it would pull him down and he would most 
likely not survive. In any normal situation he could have easily pulled 
himself up, but with his pack and Ranma, he was not sure if he could 
manage to get all of them up.
	"You awake, Ranma?!" He had the ledge in his left hand, Ranma in his 
right.
	"Ye-yeah... p-pull us up, okay Ry-ry-ryoga?"
	He felt the grip on his left hand slipping; he only had a few more 
moments before they would fall to their deaths. "I can't! My grip isn't 
strong enough! Can you climb up me?"
	There was a brief pull from the girl, but with so little strength. "Nu 
uh, I'm too weak..." Her voice was full of pain. He could tell she was 
barely able to speak. Her grip on his right hand was very weak, 
slipping, bit by bit. His breathing grew steadily heavier as his 
strength was tested to its limits.
	"I'm not strong enough to pull you, me and the pack all up." How badly 
he just wanted to release the grip of his left hand and plummet to his 
death, but someone had to be left to comfort Akane of the other's death 
and Ranma would probably just make things worse with his unreversable 
curse. "God, please forgive me." His whisper was barely audible to even 
himself. "Please forgive me, Akane!" The grip of his right hand 
released.
	The scream that followed would be heard, both sleeping and awake, for 
years to come.

		*		*		*

	Akane woke and sat up. Her eyes, transfixed upon the wall in front of 
her, widened in terror. Her heart raced as tears poured down her face 
like a gyser that would have made Soun proud. She tried to calm herself 
by taking deep breaths, concentrating on nothing but the breathing. 	Her 
crying started to slow, but the harder she tried; the harder it was to 
stop. What was causing her to be so upset? She felt a strong need to be 
with Ranma at that moment, but even if she could work up the courage to 
just sleep with him, it would not have mattered. His futon lay empty for 
the second night since his disappearance after his bachelor party.
	'Oh Ranma, where are you?' She dried her eyes with the sleeve of her 
yellow pajamas and lay back down. Every second away from him was a bed 
of coals she walked over bare-foot. Now that they had each other, Akane 
wasn't about to let him go for anything. She even found it very hard to 
get angry at him now, and her mallets were becoming smaller and softer. 
She didn't want to hurt Ranma, let alone anyone anymore. "Come home 
soon, my baka."


		*		*		*

	Today was the day that she had to confront the Tendos and Saotomes. 
Shampoo wondered how they would receive her, considering the terms of 
their last meeting were that she had lost her temper and tried to kill 
Akane. If it wasn't for Ranma's intervention, she might have actually 
killed Akane. The look on Ranma's face was all she needed to convince 
her of his true love for the violent tomboy.
	How he could love someone who abuses him for no reason was beyond her. 
Akane's anger was always focused on Ranma, whether he did anything to 
spark it or not. Shampoo couldn't stand when she would inflict pain upon 
him, but there wasn't really anything that she could do. If she would 
attack Akane, Ranma would defend her. 
	She decided to switch her train of thought.
	Shampoo needed to decide what she was going to do with her life. Her 
future seemed so dim, but one good thing came out of her current 
position. She was free. She could now choose where she wanted to go, who 
she wanted to marry and what she would do. When she was forced to become 
the leader of the Amazons upon her great grandmother's death, though it 
might not have been that bad, it was not her choice to do so.
	Japan definitely would be her choice of countries, and the Nerima 
district of Tokyo was really the only area she knew well. While not 
outright friendly, people here were not hostile either, and though she'd 
occasionally overhear remarks about her clothes, words from cowards who 
could not say it to her face meant less than nothing to her. Either way, 
she should probably choose a more conservative dress so she could to fit 
in better.
	She would need a job and a place to stay. Dr. Tofu would probably 
provide both, but she would have to try and get a job elsewhere with her 
own place to stay so that she wouldn't be imposing on the kind doctor 
too long.
	Her thoughts were cut short by her arrival at the gate of the Tendo 
dojo. She prepared herself, when a familiar figure, walking her 
direction, caught her eye. The familiar figure that she had followed 
from China to stop. "Stupid pig-boy! What you do with Ranma?!" This 
caught Ryouga's attention very well and his curiosity towards her turned 
to anger. She prepared herself as he walked up to her.
	"I haven't seen him in a couple nights! I did nothing to him!" She 
watched his battle aura brighten as he started to charge her. Jumping 
back to avoid his initial attack, bombaris instantly appeared in her 
hands to deflect the lost boy's metal-reinforced umbrella. This was a 
fight she had prepared for, and to win she had to disarm him as quick as 
possible. To do that she needed him very mad.
	"If pig-boy stop fighting, Shampoo cook you some good bacon!" Her 
insult worked wonders, doubling his anger, and he charged her with 
amplified vigor. She sidestepped his assualt, bringing a bombori down on 
his weapon wielding hand with no result. If she had been watching this 
from outside the fight, her jaw would have fallen to the floor in 
surprise.
	The pained expression on his face, however, showed that her 
counterattack had not been useless. He brought his umbrella down, 
slicing only empty air, as she moved out of the way of the strike. 
"Oink! Oink! Getting slow!" Her taunts fueled his anger causing him to 
attack her with a complicated manuver, grazing her side and causing her 
to fly back into the wall of the Tendo training hall.
	She dropped low, barely avoiding his umbrella, and rolled out of the 
way of his foot stomp. 'This is not going well at all!' She had to do 
something, but hitting him was almost as useless as fighting him. It 
changes nothing. Enough was enough. She ran into his charge, startling 
him, yelling, "KACHU TENSHIN AMAGURIKEN!" Using her bomboris instead of 
her fists, she laid out a fierce assualt of nearly one hundred strikes 
upon the lost boy. Her amaguriken was pitiful compared to Ranma's, but 
it was more then enough to slow down Ryouga.
	"Oh... your going to pay for that!" Amazingly, Ryouga seemed to be 
gathering his chi energy, a very dark green. Her eyes went wide in awe 
as chi flooded to his person. There would be nothing left of the town if 
he released it. If not for a person's interruption, she and half of 
Nerima's citizens would have been killed.
	"Ryouga?! Shampoo?! What is going on?" Akane and the rest of the Tendo 
clan were at the gate, watching them. As abruptly as his chi had 
gathered, it left him. Shampoo wasted no time in unarming the distracted 
Ryouga, and sending him to the floor. "Stop it! Why'd you have to come 
back?!" Akane ran over to her fallen friend, checking his neck and 
stared up and glared at her, assuming a fighting position.
	"Viol... Akane no understand! Ryouga try hurt Ranma! Shampoo here to 
help Ranma!" Her protests were all for not, as the fallen Ryouga was 
helped up by Akane. They then proceeded to attack her. She launched 
herself into a back flip and landed on the Tendo's wall. "Please, let's 
talk, okay?"
	"Talk after what you did to poor Ryouga?" Akane's attack was held back 
by the lost boy. She looked back at him and nodded. Shampoo was poised 
on the wall, ready for anything.
	"I'll talk, Shampoo. What's this about saving Ranma from me?" Ryouga's 
sudden calm unnerved the already apprehensive Shampoo. Akane's fierce 
glare, and the rest of the Tendo's looks, showed that she had better 
spill it now.


	Akane had had enough of Shampoo's bullshit for one lifetime and was 
very glad when she left. Now, she was back in Japan and it involved 
Ranma, and possibly his disappearance. Of course, she fully well knew 
that Ryouga could have had nothing to do with it, but she listened 
anyway.
	"Shampoo see Ryouga in China and hear him yelling bad things. He want 
kill Ranma and he go back to Japan. Shampoo no want see Ranma hurt, so 
follow him. Shampoo no see Ranma around; assume stupid Ryouga beat 
Shampoo so attack!" Her broken fragmented Japanese was well understood 
by everyone around. No one believed her either.
	"You're lying! Ryouga would never hurt Ranma! Ranma was the one who 
always picked fights with poor Ryouga, but they've gotten over it. 
They're friends now, so you can go home." Akane's glare softened and she 
turned to Ryouga. "What happened, Ryouga?"
	Ryouga turned to her, his eyes regarding her sadly. "I suppose then 
that Ranma is missing?" Ryouga continued upon seeing Akane's nod. "Well, 
I finally made it to his bachelor party. I was late, but they let me in. 
We had some drinks... I mean we had _LOTS_ of drinks and almost everyone 
passed out. I was okay enough and figured I should take Ranma home, 
considering he was a she then, and I wouldn't let anyone take advantage 
of him... er... her. I had her on my back and I got a little ways out 
when she woke up. She then struggled a bit and was yellin' that she 
could handle herself. So, not wanting to pick a fight, I let her go. I 
tried to follow, but I ended up in some forest. I think I made a wrong 
turn back at..." Akane cut him off.
	"It's okay Ryouga, it's not your fault. That stupid baka probably got 
himself lost and passed out somewhere." She smiled at Ryouga. He was 
such a nice young man, so much unlike how Ranma acts sometimes. Ryouga's 
calm broke, and he started looking very embarrassed upon receiving her 
smile.


	Shampoo listened to Ryouga's explanation, but starting to wonder if he 
actually had told the truth. She remembered that Ryouga was such an 
aweful liar, competing with Ranma for the 'worst liar in Nerima' award. 
His eyes and face expressed honesty, even if a bit coldly. This was 
cause for great concern. If he wasn't lying, Ranma could be anywhere 
right now. If Ryouga did do something to him, Shampoo couldn't do 
anything for everyone was on his side. She could only hope and pray that 
they found him.
	She decided to swallow what was left of her pride and call a truce. She 
owed Ranma that much. What little she owed him though, would be repayed 
in full after this. No more would she go to his need. She couldn't take 
it anymore. "Shampoo sorry for attacking lost boy. Help Shampoo find 
Ranma now?"
	"That would be wise, but let's all have breakfeast first, okay?" Nabiki 
said to everyone with her usual arrogant manner. With that everyone went 
to their places with Akane leading Ryouga to through the gate, leaving 
Shampoo alone on the top of the wall to her thoughts.

		*		*		*

	Search of the Nerima district proved ultimately fruitless being that 
Ranma was not found, nor any signs of him. The Tendos, Saotomes, and 
various other friends of Ranma proceeded to comb the rest of Tokyo with 
as much luck. He had officially declared missing as two people, the 
redheaded girl and the black haired boy. Nothing they did turned up 
results, or even a trace of anywhere Ranma had been. He had simply 
disappeared.

		*		*		*

	It was late and the sun had just about finished setting, as a bird 
landed on the edge of an open window. The sobbing of a girl was heard 
from within, as with the reassurance of a male voice.


	"It'll be okay Akane-chan. You'll see; things will turn out for the 
better." Ryouga tried his best to soothe his love, who now was in his 
arms crying as she had for weeks on end. "Please stop crying." He did 
what he could to help Akane with her loss, but she still had yet to 
realize how misplaced her love had been with Ranma Saotome.
	Ranma Saotome. Even now, he shuddered when he thought of his last 
meeting with the bastard. The scream. He killed him. He released his 
grip, dropping Ranma to his death saving himself. If Akane knew the 
truth she would probably kill him where he sat now, holding her in his 
arms.
	He could not comfort her. Guilt washed over him everytime he saw her 
this way, for he knew that he was the cause of it. NO! She would be so 
much happier without him. 'You'll get over him, my love. You'll forget 
him and we can live happier ever after.' His eyes glazed over and he 
began day dreaming over his future with her. Things would eventually get 
better, and everyone would be happy. She would be happy. His heart, his 
joy, his whole existence would be satisfied. They would be happy. Happy 
together. Forever.

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No, this is not over. This series is far from over
as you will see. Ryouga's vengeance was fulfilled,
but there is another who now aches for it. In the
next installment of Vengeance, the fires of revenge
will be needed again, this time against Ryouga.
Until we meet again.


Ryan Erik
ryanerik59@hotmail.com or
magusbloodstone@hotmail.com

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