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All praise belongs to the great Takahashi-san.
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LAST MAN STANDING
by Lucres Annuiteas
The battle field was littered with the bodies of those
who hadn't withstood the might of Ranma. None of them
had been able to keep up with or stop the powerful
young man. He went through enemy after enemy, with
almost no trouble at all.
It never even took more than 30 seconds for them to be
finished. The match would start, and then it would be
over, as if the contenders were nothing to Ranma
The defeated would fall, with surprised expressions of
pain and horror at the incredible speed and ferocity
of the Pig-Tailed Destroyer.
If you looked at the faces of the fallen, you would
see such power players as Herb, Cologne, Happousai,
Tarou, and even Saffron. All had expected to win
easily. None of them had even come close. They too
joined the masses of the conquered.
Ranma would just smile, and call out for more. His
boastful callings and taunts sounded aloud for any who
dared to challenge him.
Was that it? Was there NO ONE out there tough enough
to handle him
But there WAS one man left. One man who had not yet
engaged in battle with the fearsome destroyer. He was
the one person no one had expected to last this long.
That man was Genma Saotome.
No one really noticed him much. The fights had been
going on for quite some days, without end, and there
was no time to bother with someone who probably
wouldn't last 5 seconds.
Everyone was concentrating on those they had thought
would win. No one payed attention to the pudgy man
practicing in the background, diligently training for
when it would be his turn.
Genma knew he wasn't at his peak performance, so he
had worked hard while the others fought, building up
his speed, strength, and stamina. He HAD to beat his
son. There was just no other way it could end.
The more the challengers piled up at Ranma's feet, the
more the Saotome patriarch came to realize that he
would be the only one who could stop the undefeated
monster, the only one who stood a chance.
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Genma now stood in front of his son, itching to get
started. It was now or never. Time to show the boy who
the real man and boss of the family was. He was going
to take back his pride. He was going to take back his
crown.
And there was no way Genma Saotome was going to lose
this one.
"You ready to get beat, boy?" he called out to his
enemy, as they stood before each other, eyes locked
and the atmosphere tense. They both wanted this fight.
This competition. They each wanted to be the best, and
this was how they would be sure that they were. This
was the final showdown.
"You're on, if you think you stand a chance against
me, old man!" Ranma arrogantly returned.
"Let's do this then! Kasumi!"
The eldest Tendou girl stepped in, dragging a table
behind her. It was a simple wooden set with two chairs
on each side for the two competitors, and a Lemon
Meringue with whipped cream on top in a small plate on
each side.
"Ready...Get set...Eat!"
Author's Notes:
People have implied that I never really finish
stories, and I tend to leave things hanging. But I
think it's better that way ^_^.
'Meddler On the Roof' and the revised 'Ranma Gets Fed
Up' ARE coming. It's just that a lot of things keep
getting in the way. Like...Laziness
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