Ranma Kills!_________________________________________________
Authors pre-note:
First of all I apologize for any spelling grammar errors as well as any
formatting errors, if you are on AOL you will probably have to DL this thing
*shrugs* that's AOL for ya
This takes place in a series of mine, this will be in part two of my as yet
unnamed WAFF fic. series, since I know the WAFF thing kinda get's overbearing
I had planned this scene from the beginning. As sort of a mushy
relief/emotional outburst, this fic. can stand on it's own though you do not
have to read the previous parts.
WARNING, WARNING, WARNING!!!!!!! EXTREME VIOLENCE!!!!!
What follows contains adult language and situations it is no where near a
Lemon since as for right now I refuse to write one, it contains scenes of VERY
graphic violence and descriptions of a graphic nature�.young readers ABSOLUTLY
SHOULD NOT read this! This fanfic deals with what is to me, the single most
disgusting thing any man could ever do to a woman, Rape. It also deals with
the raw emotions that I hope would surge through the minds of any human being
if exposed to this, and how Ranma deals with that. Consider yourself warned.
C&C is not only needed but begged for! I need to know if I should tone this
down a little since it will be going into my WAFF series, or if it is fine as
is, also any help with spelling and grammar would be appreciated, I have spell
check but the dang things are not all that bright I tells ya! Flames will be
printed out and fed to the fireplace monster ^_^
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*start*
Walking home after his second successful date with Akane, Ranma was in a cloud
of euphoria all to himself. She had , had to go back to the school to pick up
some books she had forgotten, so he had headed home to wait for her.
Sauntering down the way, he was casually walking across fence tops mere inches
wide. The day was just turning to night with the sun sinking low in the west.
Ranma decided to take a detour from his usual route and to walk through the
park and breathe in the sweet Sakura scent and see the promise of the
beautiful sunset.
Casually leaping over to the opposite side of the water duct over water that
had to be 30 feet apart he landed on the opposite sides fence top. And headed
in a westerly direction. Ranma could barely feel his feet hitting the fence
top he felt as light as a feather. Finally reaching his turning point He
jumped to the nearest roof top in this way avoiding all Nerima traffic and the
associated stress that went with it.
He was not however bounding from roof top to roof top but simply walking
across them admiring the world and using all of his senses to their fullest.
Smelling the crisp late summer breeze and hearing the birds beautiful songs
and seeing the world through the eyes of a man in love.
Jumping down off the last roof-top Ranma hit the ground walking and continued
to his favorite secluded part of the park an area very beautiful and not very
well known. Almost there, he slowed down a little as something in the air
just felt, well wrong. He could sense a fear, no not fear, terror someone
nearby feared for their life! At least he thought so�..he heard no noise and
saw nothing. To get a better look he jumped into the nearest tree and looked
around, unconsciously heading to the same secluded area he had been heading
towards. Everything seemed okay except for one detail, the birds were getting
quieter the closer he came to his secret spot.
Almost to the rise of the hill that sheltered the area he slowed his progress,
quite annoyed that his good mood had left him so quickly to be replaced with
this feeling of dread and terror that something was telegraphing into him like
live electricity. Unnoticed Ranma's fists started to clench and unclench on
their own.
Reaching the crest of the rise still in the dense treetops Ranma's breath
caught in his throat. There in the small clearing where the definition of
what sprang to mind when one thought of gutter trash of the dregs of society.
Five of them, huge disgusting creatures, one could not really call them men
simply because to be called one, one must at least resemble one. It must have
been 90 degrees outside and Ranma was sweating in his light weight Chinese
silk shirt and the two layers of pants he wore of one water proof the other
light cotton .
These creeps, they had to be in a gang, were all dressed in heavy denim pants
and sporting black leather boots as well as heavy leather jackets to go with
the boots. Underneath their jackets they all had on to various degrees of
filth a torn or tattered white shirt. All of them had unshaven faces and their
greasy unwashed hair clung to the backs on their necks. All of these
observations flew through Ranma's mind in half a second as his mind assessed
them.
While they looked unskilled at any fighting art, most of them overweight or
not carrying themselves with any poise or grace they were heavily armed with
clubs and chains and other assorted weapons and their ring leader had what
looked like a katana strapped to his back, they must be Mafia he thought to
himself. Again these observations were flying through his head in mere split
seconds. They were all crowded around something and he couldn't quite make
it out.
Their smell was wafting up through the tree tops and Ranma was about to leave
for somewhere more pleasant �" They must have been the source of that feeling
I got earlier.." he said to himself unconvinced. Turning to leave Ranma heard
something, sort of a whimper. Turning back he saw one of the guys bend down
and raise his right arms, fist clenched and then he slammed it into something,
it had to have been something soft for Ranma heard no noise, only a low groan.
Curious now he turned back and was about to call out to them when his heart
stopped. One of the gang members moved and the ring leader spoke. "Are ya
gonna give it up easy bitch or do we hafta do this the hard way?" he sneered.
Ranma's mind froze. There lying on the ground was a girl, couldn't have been
more than 16-17. As Ranma watched horrified, the man reached down and tried to
slip down the girls skirt, dazedly she struggled with him still. "oooh look
guys we have a tough one today!" He spat and reached into his pocket and
pulled out an object �a knife! "She won't be so tough once I cut off one of
her ears.
Ranma's world froze. Sound slowly filtered out as blood rushed to his head.
His breath caught in his throat and a burning sensation started to flame in
his chest and was rapidly spreading through out his body He was so horrified
he couldn't move. Everything went in slow motion next, the man raised his
hand, the knife glinting in the sun as his cohorts cheered him on, grasping
the almost unconscious girl's hair with his free hand he turned her head to
cut her, bringing his arm down he moved to strike.
Ranma had never moved so fast in his entire life, barely registering the
strange noise screaming in the background he leapt into the middle of them.
The man's arms was stopped short held painfully tight in Ranma's grasp. The
rest of the gang members had been knocked backwards as he leapt past them,
they lie stunned on the ground. Suddenly Ranma's world focused again, he
realized that that strange screaming noise had been himself , what had started
out as the word No! Hard sort of lapsed into a primal sound like death itself.
He quickly shut up.
Ranma was, furious! Shaking with rage a new color of battle aura was forming
around him, black as ebony it shut out light, and on it's rippling edges a
crimson red like blood was flicking wildly about like flames from a fire.
Ranma was livid!
Again this had all happened in a matter of seconds. The would be attacker just
stared stupidly at Ranma, the boy looked angry , not that he really cared he
would kill this arrogant little punk in a minute. The boy was just staring at
him grasping his knife hand tightly, so shrugging mentally he reached onto his
back with his free hand unsheathing his razor edged katana and in a fluid
motion he brought what he thought would be a death blow to the boys neck.
Ranma saw the movement, but his mind was still locked in his rage, he could
feel the hatred and passion and need to kill this piece of shit burning within
him. As the katana bore down something long repressed in the expert fighter
shut down��.his reluctance to kill. Ranma screamed. He had caught the blade
in his free hand. The edge had cut into his palm and cleaved right into the
bone.
Furious his aura flared and he squeezed! The blade snapped in two, both edges
where broken had traces of blood on them, the other hand squeezed too and
Ranma not only broke the mans wrist but crushed the bone into almost a powder,
that sort of injury was very hard to fix. Whimpering the man fell down.
Ranma was about to finish him off when he sensed danger from behind.
Twirling on his heel he managed to duck just as a heavy length of chain
whistled where his head would have been. A blow that would have seriously
wounded him or killed him. Rage possessed Ranma now. It owned him. Giving his
body in to the malicious impulses surging through him he began to fight.
Twisting to the other direction split seconds after his first dodge he avoided
the baseball bat that the other man had swung. The two of the punks looked
stung, not really expecting the young looking boy to do such a thing. The man
with the chain rushed at Ranma swinging it above his head. A stupid thing to
do really. Ranma side stepped and as he wrenched the chain out of the clumsy
mans hand, he also landed a viscous crescent kick placed just below the mans
hip bone, breaking that joint and effectively crippling the man, to his credit
he stayed standing. He then smirked as he pulled out a small hand gun and
casually aimed it at the boy. Ranma smirked too and his aura flared, he could
sense the other idiot creeping up behind him.
At the last possible second Ranma ducked as the now chainless man pulled the
trigger. The bullet whizzed past where his head had been and impacted in the
throat of the man who had been trying to sneak up on Ranma. That man gurgled
something unintelligible on his way to the ground, but Ranma was already
ignored him. Using his training with ribbons he applied the technique to the
chain. As the man with the gun stood there dumbfounded ready to take another
shot, Ranma flicked his wrist and sent the chain out, the sharp metal tip
ripping into the mans wrist and almost severing it. The man screamed! His
last thought ever on this world was, "Where the hell did my hand go?!"
Ranma heard then another scream, most decidedly female. Turning he saw the
coward of a ring leader on his feet and holding the frightened girl by her
neck in his good arm in a choke hold she was gasping for breath and her face
was going all pale like, the ring leader was slowly backing up. The anger
welled up inside of Ranma again, thinking of all the times Akane had been
dragged off by some ogre, and how terrified the girl must be now.
With super human speed Ranma crossed the distances between them. Grabbing the
mans free wrist which was very broken he took that and the now wrenched free
hand that was holding the girl and twisted him into an over the shoulder
throw.
The man landed hard as Ranma did not let go of his wrists when he landed but
kept control of the animal/human. The girl at this point leaning up against a
tree fainted dead away. Ranma bringing his foot up above the mans spine poised
for the killing blow, but hesitated as training refused to let him kill in
cold blood, disgusted he released the now whimpering like a baby punk and
turned to the girl to check on her.
As soon as he did so he regretted it. He had completely forgotten about the
other two. Suddenly both of his arms were pinned behind his back one held by
one man each. "They must have gone for the rest of their gang Ranma thought�"
Just as an unseen fist slammed into his kidney from behind. His eyes watered
and he gasped that had hurt! Looking up he saw 4 of them, 6 in all counting
the two pinning his arms down. The man directly in front of Ranma pulled his
leg back as if to kick, and Ranma knew where that kick was headed. Turning at
the last possible moment he absorbed most of the blow on his thigh. The men
laughed as he faked moaned.
Thinking they had won. He felt the iron grips on his arms release a fraction,
more then he needed, jumping upward with all his strength, Ranma kicked the
one on his left in the throat on his way up, killing him in probably one of
the most painful ways possible, with a crushed windpipe. The other man's arm
he had hung onto �.literally. The bloody stump was still in his hand and on
his way down he could see the shocked expression on the face of the now one
armed man. Using it as a club he hit the man over in the back of his neck,
snapping it.
There were now only 4 on their feet and they were all hesitating. Ranma still
furious, had had enough, his rage building his chi up to the critical
point�.the black aura that surrounded him suddenly flared as the crimson
flames grew and then focused at where he was holding his hands, which were
cupped and pointing directly at the group. Developing a new chi blast and not
even knowing it, all Ranma's mind was aware of was the need to kill. He could
sense the life flowing through them and he despised them for it, they did not
deserve to live, he knew that each and every one of them had raped and killed
many other helpless girls, maybe even in this same clearing. His rage
dominated him and whispering 3 single words to what ever gods that may be,
Ranma muttered "Burn�in�hell" then released his rage!
The power and energy that flowed from his hands was incredible. The heat from
the chit blast was so intense that after it burned away the grass and dirt it
melted the very earth where the men had stood seconds earlier. Incinerated,
they simply vanished, ceased to exist. The crater that formed from the blast
stretched the length of the park and was at places almost 20 feet deep. Rage
still burning in his eyes which were glowing red, quite unknown to him. He
turned to the man, the once proud ring leader. The man was on his feet again,
you could tell he was terrified but was shakily facing Ranma holding a sawed
off shot gun held in his shaking hand.
"What..what are you?" The man managed to croak out disbelief evident in his
voice. "All we were doing was havin a lil fun." He protested seeming to think
that his argument would get elicit sympathy from Ranma. Ranma shaking his
head and cracking his knuckles simply walked silently towards the man. Daring
him to pull the trigger.
The girl was awake now and as her vision cleared she sat up leaning heavily
upon the tree she watched mouth agape as this boy advanced on the now singular
ring leader. Emotions swirled within her. Terror was still dominating
everything, but that was quickly being pushed back by the ever growing safety
she felt in this boy's presence.
However she wondered how anyone that young could have eyes like that, eyes
that seemed to look through you, but they weren't directed in her direction he
was staring at that�.that thing that had held her down, had breathed rancid
breath into her ear as he pinned her down and tried to force her legs open!
Her heart almost stopped with revulsion and the terror of the events that had
happened only maybe 2 minutes ago, she had been sure she was going to die.
She now watched as the nameless boy slowly advanced on the man, she wondered
faintly in a passing thought how he was managing to glow black, or any color
at all for that matter, but dismissed it as a trick of the sun and her
overwhelmed emotions. Fascinated she watched as Ranma walked right up to the
man only maybe 10 feet apart and then gasped as the thing that had hurt her
sneered and pulled the trigger. Ranma took the hit right in the chest! He
went down! His last conscious thought as he went down was, "Please no! I need
one more chance I have to save her" ��and somewhere something heard him.
Oh no! Her mind screamed! Get out of here, NOW! Stumbling she tried to get up,
she had to get out of there! The man/animal noticed her movements and started
towards her, limping badly but still moving fairly fast. She stumbled in her
hasty run and tripped! Only maybe 5 feet away from where she had fallen, they
had hit her so many times when wrestling her to the ground that now she could
barely stand. She rolled over and looked up into the face of pure evil
possessed of what can only be called a satanic influence the man leered at her
and made his way slowly to her.
Back in the clearing Ranma lay dead in a pool of his own blood. The air was
silent and no life seemed to move. Suddenly a small sphere of light grew in
the middle of the clearing straight out of nowhere! The sphere grew to the
size of about maybe 6 feet in diameter. Then out stepped a being of what could
only be described as light. It was apparently female. The creatures beauty
could not really be compared to anything on the Earth since it was not really
from that plane of existence. Stooping down the being pressed her right palm
on Ranma's chest and wherever she rubbed in it's wake left only healed skin!
His body healed the being bent her head down and kissed him on the mouth
fully, breathing life back into him, slowly his chest rose and then fell.
Breaking the kiss the creature/being/goddess kneeled on the ground next to him
and whispered into his ear with a voice that could only be described as
musical if one could hear it, she spoke 5 words into his ear, " Your wish has
been granted!"
Back in the woods the man reached down and grasped the helpless girl by the
hair and moved to push her to the ground, screaming as loud as she could the
girl clawed, bit, kicked, and did everything in her power to stop him, he
smirked and stood up, kicking her in the stomach! She doubled over in pain and
stopped squirming long enough for him to start taking his pants off.
In the clearing the being of light stood and disappeared back into the light
from whence she came. Ranma's eyes snapped open and he leapt to his feet!
Turning to the sounds of a struggle he saw the same girl as before laying
spread eagle helpless on the ground the man standing in front of her�..taking
off his pants?!?!?!?! He sprinted towards them!
"Yes.." the animal/man thought, he was going to enjoy this. The man bent over
again reaching with his good hand. To grab her again the girl barely conscious
now struggled weakly. However half way down the man suddenly stopped moving!
Looking up the girl saw a miracle. There grasping the man by the back of the
neck was that same boy! He was alive! Her heart leapt into her throat with
relief! The boy was obviously still furious and his eyes still shone red, but
his black aura had been replaced with a white one that was beyond bright. It
shone so brightly that it hurt her eyes! Lifting casually with his right arm
Ranma lifted the man off of his feet. With a mighty heave Ranma tossed him
into the ground�HARD! Hard enough to make the ground shake and break the mans
arm that he had fallen on, luckily for him it had been the previously injured
arm.
The man leapt to his feet, some of his strength regained and he threw a
jumping punch at Ranma's head a fist thrown so hard that if it connected with
a regular mans head it would have broken their nose! Ranma didn't even
flinch! He simply raised his left hand and caught the mans good fist, and
clamped down hard! The man was stunned! However he didn't have much time to
be stunned as the pain suddenly hit him. He looked up and saw a man , not a
boy, a furious man! He was blazing with some sort of strange light and the
look in his eyes was that of murder. At that moment the man knew what the
girls whom he had tortured had felt, and he was truly afraid.
Ranma squeezed harder, he could feel the fibers and the sinews in the mans
hand holding the bones in place on the verge of collapse and he smiled faintly
as he applied even more pressure, the mans hand broke in every place possible
and then when Ranma kept squeezing the bones began to shatter and split the
skin. Looking down with disgust Ranma could see the man's limp member hanging
out of his almost off pants.
With a grin Ranma thought of the best way to punish this thing, not to kill
him, but to make him wish he was dead, in the name and for the honor of all
the other women whom he had killed and raped. Ranma crouched down and with a
quick grasp and with the help of the jumping muscles in his legs Ranma
castrated the man! His hand dropping the disgusting thing as soon as it was
free, and continuing with the upward motion Ranma aimed a punch that would
almost kill but not quite right into the mans neck, hitting him almost as hard
as he could. Ranma was very satisfied with the sound of snapping cartilage.
Knowing that the man was doomed to be a paraplegic in prison and that some
inmate would get to have his way with him for the rest of his miserable life,
and Ranma smirked!
Turning to the girl he ran quickly to her side his battle aura dying down
around him ad he ran. Kneeling beside her he cradled her head in his hands and
helped her sit up. Seeing as she was almost completely naked with her shirt
torn and her skirt in fragments, when she was in a sitting position he
shrugged off his silk shirt. Surprisingly rip free considering that it had
taken a shot gun blast. He gently placed it around her shoulders and buttoned
it up. Glad he always wore another pair of water tight pants under his regular
pants to keep changing to a minimum when he was splashed he quickly shucked
off his outer layer of pants and handed them to her and turned his back so the
girl could put them on privately to hide her nudity. Which she did so while
lying back down and arching her back to do so. Turning back around Ranma knelt
beside her again and cradled her shaking body in his arms.
"Are you okay miss?" he asked, she simple looked at him and worked her jaw
soundlessly, this boy had just killed 7 people and been resurrected and all he
could say was , "are you okay?" Finally gaining control of her mouth the girl
looked at those eyes of his, red with rage a minute ago and now a deep blue
with concern�.. "Wh-who are you?" She managed to ask.
Looking into her eyes in return Ranma said those 6 famous words�. "I'm Ranma
Saotome, sorry about this"
*END FOR NOW!!*
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