Genma Saotome was not a very smart man.
Almost everybody who knew him agreed to this statement. But most people
would say that even Genma Saotome was not stupid enough to do what he
was going to do next. 
Unfortunately he was.
Genma looked down at his soon and tightened the ropes that were binded
around his son's body. The little pig tailed youth tugged at the ropee.
"Dad, what is this thing?"  he said while looking down at the object the
rope was attached to.
A hand wapped him on the side of the head. The pigtailed boy looked at the
girl who had just smacked him and she said,"They're brains ya idjit! Hey
dad
why do we have brains tied to us?"
Genma stepped away from his two children and said,"Why so you can learn a
new martial arts technique."
"What's the technique, dad?" asked the girl.
Genma waved his hand and said," You'll find out all in due time, Ranko."
Pushing both of his children forward until they were standing over a small
door in the floor that led to the cellar of the old shack they were staying
at. Genma opened the door and said,"Okay, Ranko, Ranma, go down there."
"Wh-why are we going down there dad?" Ranma asked clearly scared.
Genma sighed and said,"To learn a martial arts technique. Don't you trust
me?"
Before either of his children could answer Genma shoved them into cellar.

---

Ranko shook her head and looked around herself. She couldn't see a thing. 
She shouted,"Hey, Ranma you okay?!"
A voice shouted back,"Yeah, I think so!"
"Stay there! I'm coming!" she shouted while walking slowly towards where
she thought she had heard her brother calling from. She waved her hands
around and hit something.
"AAAAAHHH!" 
"Ughhh..."
"Ranma?"
"Ughhh..."
"Don't scare me like that!"
"Ughhh..."
A voice from across the room said,"Ranko, who are you talking to?"
"Ranma? If you're over there..." she let the sentence hang for a
second,"... then who's this?"
There was a gurgle and Ranko heard a strangled voice say,"Brains! More
brains!"
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

Genma flipped the page of the instuctional book that he had been reading.
It said in plain Japanese that anyone who tried to teach the technique
should have their heads checked and that anyone who HAD tried it had died a
grisly painful death. He looked down at the now closed cellar door and
heard muffled cries of terror.
One thought entered Genma's mind.
<Nodoka's gonna kill me.>


NECROPHOBIA

The Secret of the Necro-Ken


Ryoucilo
Until I find better things to write about. Ja ne.