Deep within the SCG Compound, the sounds of Petes-kun snickering to
himself can be heard from the fanfic vault. "Lum and Shampoo turning out to
be sisters! What an idea! Though I won't make it sound all saiyan, like how
the RML said when I pointed out their similarities..."

        "Sorry 'Kun, but I'm running the show for the moment." Petes spun
around to see the face of his creator, Peter-san.

        "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be reading 2096 fics or
sumthin'?"

        "I figured I'd work out an idea that popped up," Peter said casually
as he sat down on a nearby chair. "Now if you'll excuse me..." And Peter
began to type.

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        Cursed Troll

        by:Peter "Petes-kun" Detenbeck

        >>insert disclaimer here<<

        "The Tendou dojo must be around here somewhere." Ryouga said to
himself as he faught his way though the vines and leaves. As a matter of
fact, Ryouga wasn't anywhere near the dojo, that is, unless it was moved to
the Amazon rain forrest. 
"Damn you Ranma! Because of you I have seen HELL!" Even as he said it,
Ryouga was getting tired of blaming Ranma for everything. After all, it
wasn't his fault that his parents were bad with directions. Suddenly Ryouga
could hear a rustling in the bushes. 
"<What's that?>"

        "With sword in hand the king arose and conquered France with fury
and grace." said a man in white as he lept out of the bushes. Ryouga could
see that he wore a mask over his head, on it was painted a pair of eyes and
a nose. What he carried scared him, a long pole with a blade on the end.
"In him I was born. In him shall I die. In him shall I lose name, station,
and face." He continued as he walked towards Ryouga. 
"Death over weakness, death over despair, death over personal gain." The man
suddenly charged Ryouga with his spear, narrowly missing him.

        "<Why is he attacking me?>" Ryouga thought as he drew out his umbrella.

        "Death over dishonor, death over undeath, death over the dragon's
cold flame." Ryouga heard as he saw the man charging him again. The Hibiki
parried his strikes but got his shoulder cut in the process. 
"All this I pledge thee, Charlemagne, my king, to serve and protect over
death's endless tide, with your word in my heart, your eyes in my face..."
The man stopped as he knocked Ryouga's umbrella out of his hands. Ryouga
dropped to the ground, with the attacker's spear pointed at his chest.

        "Please, don't kill me." The man paused, and looked at Ryouga, and
suddenly, he plunged his spear deep into his heart and raised his body up,
letting the spear to go completely though his chest.

        "...And your tooth in my hand by my side." He said as he withdrawn
his weapon from Ryouga, letting his corpse slump to the ground. He then took
off his mask, revealing his eyes, filled with utter madness and hate.
"Cursed troll."

        The End

=================

        "..." Petes sat there stunned by the printout. He then looked up at
the smug Peter-san standing there, arms crossed.
"Ya' know what? You may have done a good dark fic!"

        "Well I'm a bit afraid what Ryouga fans'll do to me for this..."
Peter said looking at a folder labeled 'Kiss And Make Up'

        "Screw 'em! How can you write dark fics _and_ think of others eh?
You can't!"

        "Well if CoR gets on my back, YOU wrote it!" Peter said pointing his
finger at the emotional half of his mental trinity. And with that Peter
vanished to the drab life that is reality.

[BTW, I'll give the prize of any of my Ranma hentai to those who points out
the ref' in this fic]


---Petes-kun, 
<SCG> Founder & Leader of the SCG <SCG>, <NNFM> Current Emperor of Jurai <NNFM>,
<USURP> Hinako-chan's "Big Brother" <USURP>                                     
Hoarder of Ranma hentai at http://members.tripod.com/~MMPH/index.html
Visit the SCG home page http://www.angelfire.com/mo/scgcompound/index.html
"You have my blessing to go to hell!" -Clayliens: Ressurection