Fragmentation (Part 2) By TeflonBooger - 02Apr98 ( Teflonbooger@hotmail.com ) This Ranma 1/2 Lemon Fanfic WARNING concerns only watermelons. If you are under sexual age and routinely stuff a mongoose down your shorts, you should NOT go any further as the following text contains adult situations, nudity, violence and other stuff you would normally watch on the 6 o'clock news. For the rest of you, and the watermelons, I hope you enjoy this thoroughly twisted Ranma 1/2 fanfic. Pray for me because Rumiko's ninja should be finding me any day now.. =) Author's Foreword: No, really, there is a plot to this series. I swear =) The First Day As usual, Kasumi was the first one to wake in the Tendo household, dutifully preparing breakfast. Ranma and his father would normally be the next ones up, engaging in their morning practice, be it a Saturday or not. Ranma-chan, however, took her time today, picking through her wardrobe with dissatisfaction. Most of this was made for a guy to wear. Even the girls stuff- though a few of the silk shirts he had picked up in China were nice and wearable. Oh well. I have to keep up appearances for a bit longer... Then with a smile, At least until I get to know everybody better. Ranma-chan made her way to the back yard where his father was waiting impatiently. "There you are, you slacker!" Her father ranted. "First you miss school, now you can't make it to practice on time!?!?" Truth be known, she had been rebraiding her hair into a pigtail. Ranma-chan simply looked at him with a neutral, uncaring expression. Fact was, she really didn't care about father's stupid routine anymore. I'll have to take care of that later, she thought, watching as Pop took a battle stance. But for now... Appearances. Genma charged with a high sweeping kick, missing Ranma's face by mere centimeters. Upper cut. Elbow/backhand combo. Mid-kick, five-fisted dragon chop. ALL MISSING. Frankly, Genma was getting worried. I should have nailed him at least once by now! And he wouldn't attack! Was he sick?? "Common, BOY! Have you forgotten the basics of martial arts!?!" Ranma's father prodded. "Maybe that body is REALLY starting to grow on you!!!" Ranma-chan face of concentration turned to a smile. As a matter of fact... She thought at the intended insult. Genma's next round of attacks proved just as ineffective, Ranma intentionally staying only centimeters out of reach. Akane watched the morning practice from her usual station at the breakfast table. She was finding Ranma's non-aggressive behavior slightly disturbing. What was going on? He wasn't sick, was he? And why was he still in female form? Ranma normally despised being in it for any length of time... "DAMMIT, RANMA!!" Genma lost his temper as Ranma continued to evade everything he threw at him. "As my son, I ORDER YOU to attack me!!!" Ranma-chan shrugged. "Whatever, Pop." As Genma threw his next punch, Ranma grabbed his fathers hand. Genma moved instinctively to withdraw it realizing, his error. Too late. Ranma-chan used her fathers own pull-back momentum to flip and land on one foot behind him. Genma spun around just fast enough to catch Ranma's powerful kick to the gut, sending him flying into the Coy pond, once again visiting the fish. Instantly, the panda produced a sign reading, "YOU CHEATED!!!" "Your just mad because she's not in there with you like always." Nabiki commented as she finished her breakfast. "And what are you still doing as a girl?" Ranma-chan had foreseen this question would be asked by somebody not as easily distracted as Ol' Pop. "I just never got the chance to take a bath since my blackout yesterday." Actually, the thought of turning back to a guy was a real downer now. Nabiki looked at her suspiciously then said, "That's your own fault then. You'll just have to wait until Kasumi gets done." Ranma-chan's eyes widened. Suddenly the idea of bath was more appealing. "Sure. No problem." Nabiki, apparently satisfied with the exchange left to get ready and go out with her friends. It was then Ranma began to wonder what other effects her infusion of power would have- Namely on a certain curse. She knew the "Eye's" power to be immense... This should be interesting. Ranma-chan walked over to the water facet, making sure nobody was around first and filled a cup with warm water. Walking outside, she dumped it's contense on her head. A pressure built up inside of her and she doubled over suddenly, not so much out of pain but shock. In seconds, it was over, her body feeling normal as ever. HER body. Still a her. Ranma-chan smiled giddily. One final test. Refilling the small cup, she repeated the experiment. No pressure and most importantly to her, no effect. "Nevergonnabe a guy again! Nevergonnabe a guy again!" She giggled. "Restroom's all yours, Kasumi!" She heard Akane call. Again, that mischievous grin crossed her face. Ah, Kasumi... One of the mildest, kindest people in all of Japan... And very well endowed in just about every physical aspect. While Ranma-chan felt she had the best body of the house hold, there was no denying Kasumi's either. Almost a more mature counter-part to my body, she thought. Her mind began to fill with visions of Kasumi's slick body lounging in the tub, none prim and proper. Well, now... Lets she if she minds a visitor too much! With that, she was off up the stairs. Kasumi had just slipped into relaxing warmth of the tub when she heard the restroom door open, then close. She briefly speculated it was either Akane who had forgotten something or Nabiki who had decided to bath before going out. The person who stepped into view, however, came as a complete surprise to her. "Oh my." She said when Ranma-chan walked around the corner, wearing nothing but a small towel that barely covered the essentials. To her credit, she recovered nicely. "I'm sorry, I thought it was my turn to use the bath...." She sank slightly lower into the tub. "Would you like me to leave?" She asked, ever so considerately. Ranma-chan looked down at Kasumi thoughtfully and smiled, "No... I'd very much like it if you stayed..." and shrugged off the towel letting it fall to the floor. "Would you mind if I bathed with you?" She asked in that soft, mystical voice. Kasumi looked nervous and sank neck deep into the tub. "But what about the curse? You'll change into a boy in warm water..." She let the ramifications of that action speak for itself. Ranma-chan locked eyes with Kasumi, letting her sexual Ki flow through the link. "All that has been taken care of..." She took her first steps into the tub and Kasumi watched, unable to tear her eyes away as Ranma slowly descended into the hot water. "Oooooooooooooh...." Ranma sighed as female parts that had never been touched by warm water tingled. Even taking a bath as a woman is an experience in itself... She thought as all her muscles relaxed. "Since I'm still a girl, everything's alright?" Kasumi simply nodded in confusion as she tried to reason things out, still locked onto Ranma-chan's eyes. She normally should have changed back into a guy... Which would have been bad. But she is still a girl. That's Ok, right? But Ranma's so calm about it... That's bad... Isn't it? Little did Kasumi realize that Ranma was running free in her mind, playing with her thoughts and flipping mental switches much more easily than she had with Ryoga. Her defensive barriers were simply nonexistent. Finally, her work completed, Ranma withdrew from her mind. "Yes... I guess it's all right" After all, public baths were a fact of life in Japan, right? Kasumi decided, conflict resolved. "I'm glad you feel that way..." Ranma said gently. She grabbed a sponge at the tubs edge and stood up in the bath, soaping and scrubbing herself down as if everything was normal. Soon bubbles clung to her shining wet skin as she continued her bathing, taking advantage of Kasumi's new programming. Kasumi could only sit and watch as Ranma ran the sponge along her curves, leading her eyes on a guided tour of Ranma-chan's body. Something began to stir inside of Kasumi and she found herself fascinated by Ranma's activities... From the way the bubbles traced her every line to way her perky breast jiggled as she scrubbed... It was all so.... Absorbing... Finally Ranma-chan had finished, lowering herself back into the tub to wash away the suds- Just enough to where her nipples broke the water's surface, soapy water lapping at them invitingly. The heat within the elder sisters loins began to rise and she found her breathing deepening in anticipation. Anticipation? She questioned herself, still confused by her reactions. Anticipation to what? The bath? Then it dawned on her. Toward Ranma-chan??? No, that wasn't right... It couldn't be... Ranma-chan had decided right about that time was a good time to wash her legs, raising one from the water and running the sponge down it's smooth length which disappeared into the water. Kasumi was utterly entranced by the action and it was as if somebody had turned up the dial to a burner within her sex. A portion of Kasumi was shocked. I'm being turned on my Ranma-chan... Another female! But... This wasn't proper! I can't... be... turned... Kasumi's thoughts drifted from her grasp as Ran-chan started on the other leg, this time a bit of her red mound barely visible from the surface. Ranma lowered her leg back into the water and finally turned her attention to Kasumi. "Did you see anything you liked?" Kasumi simply nodded, still focusing on the various aspects of Ranma's body. She wanted so badly just to touch it... As if sensing her need, Ranma-chan glided across the tub, pressing her breasts into Kasumi's, nipple to nipple. Kasumi gasped slightly as the contact generated a pleasurful electric current in them. Ranma-chan's face hovered closely to Kasumi's as she applied her body to the sisters, the sensation of flesh to flesh only driving Kasumi further into the boiling lust she was feeling. "Is this better?" Ranma-chan sensually asked. This time Kasumi didn't have a chance to answer as Ranma position her body beneath the surface to rub her sex against Kasumi's, an action that quickened both their breathing and heated their blood. Kasumi let out a barely audible moan which Ranma quickly silenced by applying her lips to Kasumi's, tongue exploring her mouth. It wasn't long before both were writhing in each others grasp, rubbing and caressing each other in an erotic entwinement, feeding on each others desires. Ranma-chan was simply in heaven. She had simply never imagined that making love to another women was so... Erotic. Maybe it was a holdover from being a guy, but... The warm water... The feeling of another woman's flesh on hers... All over... Nipple to nipple... Sex to sex... She could stay in this embrace for hours... Unfortunately, she knew they didn't have that long. They would be missed soon. Ranma-chan reluctantly broke off and a saddened expression crossed Kasumi's delicate face. Ranma-chan figured there was no doubt in Kasumi's mind that this best experience she had ever had. "Don't worry, love. I'm not done yet... Lie back and relax." Kasumi needed no further prompting and rested against the tubs edge. Ranma took a finger and began to run it along Kasumi's breast, lightly over her nipple, then to the other, light gasps escaping her as Ranma did. Now she ran the finger down between her breasts and slowly along her stomach... And lower... Kasumi's eyes widened suddenly then fluttered closed with heavy breathing as Ranma began to massage the edge of her clitoris. Ranma's other hand returned to an unoccupied nipple and began to massage and tweak it as well, push Kasumi one step closer the orgasmic fire that threatened to engulf her. She tired to push forward, to have the fingers inside of her, but Ranma-chan simply smiled as she kept the massage just outside Kasumi's gates. "Uuuh... Uuuh... Please Ran-chan!" She pleaded, needing to be fulfilled... Ranma-chan granted her wish and slid two slender fingers inside of her to explore the her moist wetness. "OOOOOOOooooooooh..." Kasumi sighed as gasoline was poured on the fire inside of her, flames engulfing he psyche. The water in the tub began to swish back and forth as Kasumi writhed, Ranma now forcing her fingers in and out at rapid pace. Fingers at her nipples... Fingers inside of her... It was all too much and finally Kasumi could no longer hold the orgasm back, the flash light pulsing through her body as her juices mixed with the soapy tub water. Finally, Ranma-chan withdrew to let Kasumi's orgasm run it course. Kasumi sank back into tub, riding the orgasm down. "Now it's my turn..." Ranma-chan prompted, grabbing the tubs edge and rolling over on her stomach. Inhaling deeply, the air filling her lungs brought her round, shapely buttox to the surface. Ranma spread her legs and Kasumi's face lit up in instant comprehension. Resting Ranma-chans legs on her shoulders, Kasumi moved in, her tongue probing the outside of Ranma's lips. Now it was Ranma turn to experience delight as her Kasumi's tongue traced Ranma's sex, tasting the hot juices that were just starting to flow... Kasumi added a second front of pleasure as her hands reached under Ranma, finding her hanging breasts and squeezing their nipples. She pushed her tongue inside of Ranma-chan tasting all she had to offer, searching her every fold. Ranma-chan's back arched as the electric pleasure shot through her, magnifying her already existing power as if charging her like a battery. My God! Ranma-chan thought, barely able to assemble her own thoughts under the sensual madness raging through her. This is nothing like having Ryoga inside of me! That soft, moist tongue could explore EVERYWHERE! It's so... As if on que, Kasumi found Ranma's spot and began to play along it, caressing it with the tip of her tongue. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh!!!!" Ranma moaned deeply, instinctively wrapping her legs around Kasumi's head. Kasumi continued the assault and Ranma writhed with ecstasy, splashing water out of the tub. The orgasm came suddenly and Kasumi's mouth was flooded with Ranma's hot juices, which she eagerly lapped up, creating more even pleasure for the already saturated Ranma-chan. Inside her body, the intense passion she was feeling and immense power that had built up began to mix, swirling in a sexual vortex that not only magnified her orgasm and set off "aftershocks" but affected her in other ways... At the peak of the last aftershock the power mixture surged and something incredible happened -- A third eye like that of a cats blinked open on Ranma-chan's forehead, then shut almost instantly, becoming invisible. Ranma-chan was fully aware of the event as the fire between her legs lulled to a warm heat. The eye did not scare or surprise her in the least... In fact, she knew somehow that it was a natural part of her... Satisfied, Ranma-chan sank into the tub as well and turned to Kasumi, who had seen nothing of the eye. Gliding back over to her, she indulged in another passionate kiss. "I can't wait until next time..." She winked, and left Kasumi, who was basking in the afterglow, soak in the tub. Stepping around the corner she viewed her nude self in the bathroom mirror, the third cats eye blinking open on reflex. The power that invisibly shown from the eye was obvious, as if some visual indicator as to what was pent up inside of her. The power inside of her was so intense now... It feels as if I'm was floating on a constant high! she thought as she studied herself. And sex only makes it fuels it... It's SO great... I wonder whom should be next... she grinned mischievously as she dressed and left the restroom. _________________________________________________ Soun and Genma were on the porch admiring the beautiful day when a deafening crash shook the very earth and the gates to the Tendo Dojo splintered under a massive Ki blast, vaporizing them and 4 foot of accompanying wall on each side. Shoving their Shogi board aside, Genma and Soun instantly took a defensive posture. "Expecting any guests today, Tendo?" "Certainly not, Saotome." The wind picked up and the smoke and ash cleared away to reveal the attacker. Happosai was back. And he was beyond pissed. Instantly, both apprentices fell to their knees as fast as they had gotten to their feet. "OH! Master! We were wondering when.. you... Um..." That was when they both noticed his glowing red eyes. "BRING ME RANMA." Happosai growled as a huge battle aura enveloped him, casting a light blue hue across the courtyard. All he could think about was unleashing his vengeance upon the one who had laid waste to his ultimate plan and had sent him fleeing from the Soviet special forces, climbing the mountain ranges of China and swimming the Sea of Japan just to get back to this point. Genma twisted around to the house. "Raaaaaannnnnmaaaaa! Somebody is here to SEEEEEEEEEE you!" Then turned back to Happosai, sweat running down his face. Ranma-chan, curious as to all the commotion, slid the door open and stepped out into the weird blue light, feeling the immense power as a pressure in her mind. The source was instantly recognizable. "It's about time you got back, you old fart." She said matter of factly, some traces of the old Ranma evident in her speech patterns. Genma was on his feet instantly, trying to force his "son" to his knees. "Ranma! Son! I've NEVER seen the Master this angry! If you know what's good for you you'll be on your knees begging for mercy!!!" Ranma-chan wrestled away from her father and looked him dead in the eye and pointed at Happosai. "He's the one who took my man-hood from me." It was only a half lie, but his arrival had provided the perfect scapegoat. Genma's jaw dropped. "I found out this morning... I can't... Can't change back..." She feigned pain she didn't actually feel. "He must have done it while I was blacked out..." A single tear rolled down her cheek. She thought that was a nice touch. Genma and Soun could only stare. Finally Soun snapped out of it and attempted to dissuade Ranma. "We feel for your loss, but the Master...!" He glanced over to the diminutive being that was emanating so much power, letting that finish his thought. Ranma-chan took a step forward, cracking her knuckles. "I beat him once. I can do it again", she said with confidence. "Don't count on it whelp." Happosai challenged. "That last shot was a piece of luck. By the time I'm through with your "training" today, you'll wish you had taken me up on that original offer I made." His battle aura gained more altitude as his rage grew. "Then lets see what you've got, old goat." Ranma-chan returned the challenge. Soun and Genma scattered to the sidelines, pulling out chairs and glasses of lemonade to watch the action. "Prepare yourself for the next life RANMA!!!!!" Happosai yelled and unleashed a massive Ki ball that shot toward Ranma with blinding speed. Ranma-chan was on the move instantly, vacating ground zero just as it was turned into a crater of smoke and charred rumble. Even as she landed, Happosai continued his offensive, launching several pineapple bombs that bounced around her, fuses sizzling down. A glow erupted from Ranma-chan's right hand and she slammed it into the ground, resulting shockwave repelling the bombs out of range just before detonating in the air. Happosai blinked. Something was wrong here. Even though he admitted Ranma was good (at times..), his skills in the Anything Goes Martial Arts arena were rough around the edges. He was displaying FAR more control over his skills than usual. Practice? Too bad he's still a couple centuries too late to deal with me! Happosai rushed Ranma-chan, turning into a little 2 foot ball of flame, speeding into Ranma-chan at mach 5, smashing into her stomach. Even as she began to double over, Fireball-Happosai veered 90 degrees strait up, turning the fiery cannon ball into a viscous uppercut, sending Ranma-chan dazed into a fence. Happosai landed lightly 20 feet away from his victim and admired his work. "Common, Ranma! I haven't even worked up a sweat yet!" Ranma-chan struggled from her position and stood upright, wiping the trickle of blood from her mouth, smiling. Then the eye opened. Happosai's gut instantly turned to solid ice. That's impossible... He took a step back and re-assessed the situation. If that represents what I thing it does, I'm going to need to end this fast, Happosai thought. I didn't really want to KILL Ranma, just break a few bones... But now... His anger toward Ranma faded into resolute determination. ...Now I have no choice. Happosai bolted strait up into the air and released 5 more pineapple bombs, obliterating everything around Ranma-chan, the smoke rising like a mushroom cloud that obscured him from view. He wasn't done yet. As Happosai descended from the attack, he unleashed 3 massive Ki balls into the cloud of derbies, fiery blast scorching everything in the target zone. Even a near miss by any of the blasts would severely cripple any fighter... "MY SON!!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO RANMA!?!?" Genma bolted from his seat, pleading with his Master. Happosai looked at his shadow, unable to face the boy's father. "I allowed that demon to gain access to this plain of existence... It was my responsibility to take it out as well... I'm... Sorry..." "Demon!?!? What are you talking about!?!? Ranma didn't deserve THAT!!!" Genma raged, on the verge of striking his teacher at whatever the cost. "I must leave you now. To atone for my actions..." Happosai said gently, meaning every word as he started to walk off. "You're not leaving yet, are you old coot?!" A female voice taunted from the dead zone of scorch earth and smoke. Happosai and Genma spun around to see a lithe shadow emerging from the dust cloud. Ranma-chan stepped into full view, not a scratch on her and all three eyes glowing fiercely. "Like you said, We're just getting warmed up." Happosai reacted instantly, cupping his hands together, concentrating. An awesome shaft of light burst from them, burning toward Ranma-chan. Half a second later, a huge thunderclap erupted as the beam struck it's target... Almost. Happosai's eyes widened as he continued to feed power to the attack, which terminated abruptly 3 foot from Ranma-chan, blocked by an invisible field. He force more power into the attack and her barrier was forced back a mere centimeter. She simply smiled at him. The third eye pulsed and a bolt of her own power rode back along Happosai's beam attack, exploding in his hands and blowing him back into the stone wall with incredible force. He hurriedly dug himself out of the stone rubble to find Ranma-chan simply waiting in the same spot. Waiting for him. "And now it's my turn." She stated matter of factly and raised her arms sky ward. A column of intense blue light erupted around her, climbing several hundred feet skyward and gusting winds to high speeds. "AHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she roared and several beams of light launched from her hands, up into the column of light. At a higth of about 100 feet, the beams bent sharply all of a sudden, arcing into the ground. There was no mistaking the target. Happosai knew what was next and threw every last ounce of his remaining Ki into a defensive barrier. He only hoped it would be enough. All ten of the guided beam attacks struck simultaneously, momentarily fading out the sun in their brilliance as they vaporized everything under them. Ranma-chan's column of light faded and it was done. No smoke. No ash. Just a simple 20 foot deep crater had appeared, no trace of how it got there. The Master was gone. ___________________________________________________ "What a pleasant day, Eh Saotome?" Soun commented as he planned his next move for his piece. "Quite right, Tendo..." Genma moved to position his piece and stopped. What was wrong here? Genma twisted around, surveying the yard. Everything seemed normal. "Hmmmm... Are we forgetting something?" Soun paused for a minute. "Not that I can recall... Wait... Your just trying to distract me!" "No! It isn't like that!" Gemna folded his arms defensively. "I could swear..." At that moment, the door slid open and Ranma-chan stepped outside. "I'm gonna go for a walk." she said sullenly, head hung low. Genma looked at his son sympathetically. "I understand, boy." And watched her leave the Tendo courtyard through the gate. "It's really got to be rough on him..." Soun simply nodded, understanding. "Yes. Never to become a man again. I think I would want some time to myself too..." Ranma-chans mood immediately brightened upon leaving the Tendo grounds. Everything had gone according to plan-- Not one of them remembered a thing about the battle. She had not only erased those memories from existence, but implanted new ones... How she had tragically and irreversibly lost her male self to Happosai, whom hadn't been seen for days (nor would ever again). Not only that, they would be more accepting in changes in her behavior for now on. She had reason to be happy as she walked downtown to pick up a few items. A pair of eyes watched, hidden in the tree across the street. Happosai had to be VERY cautious for now on, pushing is Ki as low as he could supress it to avoid detection by Ranma. The demon had possessed her, there was no doubt about it, Happosai thought as he spied from his branch. Once Ranma knocked me out of the way, the vessel he had summoned for his own power no longer had a master. It went rogue. Happosai knew it still couldn't enter this plane of existence, so the demon probably made copy of itself, a program of sorts that overlaid onto Ranma's new psyche. While the new Ranma was in control, this "shadow" of the demon would probably influence her behavior. It wouldn't be long before it would attempt to open a more permanent rift so the real demon could step through and... Dominate. The old master flexed a sore arm. He barely had the power to deal with the shadow feeding Ranma's power, let alone go toe to toe with the real thing. If he wanted to put it away, he'd be needing help... ________________________________________________ It was about mid afternoon when Ranma-chan returned from her shopping, finding Akane practicing on a dummy in the yard. Even through her change, Ranma still found Akane to be a tomboy and a half. "What's up Akane?" Akane halted mid punch and glared at Ranma. She found herself having to cope with the feelings inside of her. Part of Akane felt that a womanizing Ranma finally got what he deserved when she heard the news from her father, while the other part thought she had lost something indefinable. Frustrated at the conflict inside of her, she let it out the way she had always vented her anger, breaking things and working out. "I heard about what happened..." She started, almost sounding gentle. Not that it would stay that way. "It was pretty stupid of you fall Happosai's trap." Ranma-chan could see Akane's conflict easily as if she were a pane of glass and briefly toyed with the idea of seducing her as well. Nah, she though. Too much tomboy for me. Then she had a much better idea. Ranma-chan made eye contact and was inside Akane's mind instantly, working around her mental barriers with little difficulty that came with her increase in power. "You know, now that I can no longer be your fiancée, you can have anyone you want..." Akane cocked her head... She had never thought of that... "Think about it..." Ranma-chan continued. "Remember how they all want your attention?" Akane remembered... She was right... "They would do ANYTHING you wanted..." A hot tingle flashed through Akane's body at those words. Yes... She could have them do anything for her... Then, Ranma inserted an unconscious thought. Anything TO you... Akane smiled... "Feel better now, Akane?" "Yes, as a matter of fact..." She replied in a much better mood. "Thank you for understanding, Ranma." Of course you do, Ranma-chan thought, amused. You have NO idea what just happened here. That Tomboy lifestyle of yours is going to turn around 180 degrees very soon. "Lets go inside and cool off!" She offered and Akane cheerfully smiled. "Lets!" She agreed. Ranma sat in her room looking over the days purchases. As the late Happosai would have said, "What a haul". She had thrown out most of the clothing her male self had bought and was replacing it with what she had bought, a good portion of it very feminine and quite revealing. It wasn't long before she had comfortably slid into a pair of high cut-offs, tight red mid-drift Tee and sandals. She perused the other bag which held "toys". A black six inch vibrator, a dual sided dildo (with studs), some warming body oils and a pack "Halls" vapor action luasages. Tonight was going to be "Special", she grinned at the thought. So much sex, so little time... ______________________________________________ The ancient woman stared across at an equally ancient man, disapproval evident on her face through the dimly lit room. "So this is what you have wrought upon not only yourself, but us all..." Colonge adomonished. Happosai could only eye the floor guiltily. "What plane of existence did you summon this vessel from?" "I'm not exactly sure..." Another frown crossed Colonge's face. "BUT to wield the sort of power I was calling forth, it had to be from the 12th or beyond..." Colonge shook her head. "Even a mortal infestation of a demon like Ranma's is powerful enough at that level, but to have the real thing step foot onto our plain... It could wreak world wide destruction before we assemble the implements necessary to kill it!" "Which is why I need YOUR help to shut the copy inside Ranma down NOW!" Happosai seized that moment to argue his case. "With our combined power, we should be able to burn the thing out of Ranma!" Again she frowned. "You speak boldly but do not consider the consequences of your proposal. With each ascending plain of existence, the inhabitance wield exponential vast powers. Even if this copy was spawned my a level 12 demon, it might already have gathered enough power to dispose of us both." "Hmmf" Happosai disagreed. "Mere copies cannot gain that much power so quickly." "It already had enough to put you on the ropes, Happi, lest you forget." She replied pointedly. "I tend to err on the side of caution in either case. I will help, but this will be done MY way, Understood?" Happosai nodded. "We shall attack at dawn, hopefully catching it off guard. Our window of opportunity will be limited in that respect. Shampoo and Mousse will engage it in hand to hand combat, weakening it through wards and other spiritual talismans. Shortly after, we will follow up to deliver the killing blow that will expunge the demon from existence. Can we count on the Tendo's for help?" "No." Happosai said solemnly. "Most if not all of the household is under her influence by now." "That is unfortunate." She agreed. "I will inform Shampoo and Mousse. We attack at first light." _____________________________________________________ Night had fallen on the Tendo's once again, everybody slightly better off now that Kasumi had retaken the kitchen. The nightly routine had been somewhat altered now that the combativeness between Ranma and Akane had all but evaporated. After so many years of it, Nabiki found herself in a twilight zone of sorts. Everybody was... peaceful. Happy. It gave Nabiki the chills- especially when she looked at Ranma. She seemed too adjusted to a form which she had been forced into a mere day and a half ago. Nothing she couldn't find out through a little blackmail, Nabiki thought slyly. But that could wait for tomorrow... One by one the Tendo house hold retired to their rooms for another nights sleep, unaware of the plans of one pig-tailed girl... Midnight rolled around and Ranma-chan's eyes popped open as if bidden by some silent alarm clock. For a moment she did not move, simply lying on her futon listening to the sounds of the night. It was barely audible, but to Ranma-chan's enhanced senses, the moaning muffled by the walls was plain as day. Grinning at her as yet unseen handy work, she slid out from the covers clad in lacy red teddy that barely covered her perfect breasts and tiny matching panties, both articles of clothing revealing only what she wanted them to- Just about everything. Reaching into the rooms corner, Ranma-chan found her box of toys and departed with a gleam in her eye. The volume of the moaning increased as she passed Akane's room. Ranma-chan paused. She just HAD to look. Silently sliding the door open, she spied in, finding Akane lying restlessly in the moon light, low moaning issuing from her lips. Even in her slumber, Akane's fingers had somehow found their way between her legs, one hand working in and out while the other teased a nipple. Asleep, Akane was a captive audience to the erotic thoughts Ranma-chan had covertly inserted into her subconscious earlier that day, her body unknowingly acting upon them while she slept. The sight before her almost tempted Ranma-chan to lend Akane some "help". Nah. I already have a date tonight, she thought. Besides, now that her tomboy exterior was loosening, Akane was going to have her hands very full with male population of Furikan. Chuckling slightly, Ranma-chan slid the door closed and continued down the hall. Next stop, Nabiki's. Even as she slid open her door, Ranma-chan simply found it hard to believe the good fortune that her male self had never seemed to realize. Fate had landed her former boy-type in Nerima, living with the Tendo's and 2 gorgeous daughters (She admitted Akane could be from time to time, though not enough to be worth any sort of trouble). Fate, her former male self seeming seemingly totally oblivious to the previous, had also decided to drop yet two more highly attractive fiancées' and various other shapely females into his life! And a copious number of legible bachelors to boot! What more of a hint did he need!?!? Ranma-chan shook her head. Damn, was that boy thick headed! She looked at the peacefully sleeping Nabiki. Luckily, Ranma-chan was now in a position to correct the boy-types "oversights". She moved to the head of the bed and leaned over Nabiki, hovering inches from her face. "I told you I'd be back to thank you..." She whispered quietly. Nabiki produced a dreamy smile. "If you roll over, you'll receive your reward..." She said smoothly in a very sexy tone. The smile faded slightly and Nabiki became restless, rolling onto her back. "Very gooood..." Ranma-chan pulled back the covers to reveal the sisters slender form wrapped in a light blue cotton nighty that simply couldn't hide her curves. Ranma-chan admired her prize. Nabiki shivered as a cool night breeze blew across her body. "Don't worry, my love... I'll warm you up very soon..." There was no mistaking Ranma-chan's tone or meaning. Nabiki simply smiled in her sleep. Ran-chan started at the nighties neck line and ran her index finger down the middle of it's length, fabric separating easily as if sheered by a sharp knife. Peeling it aside now, Ranma-chan revealed Nabiki's naked flesh. There was no doubt in Ranma-chan's mind that Nabiki was endowed with a body that just begged to be touched. So she did, caressing Nabiki's cheek lightly, her neck, then cupping her perk breast and nipples. Very nice, Ranma-chan thought. Nabiki shivered once more in her sleep, though not because of any breeze. Ranma-chan continued and let her fingers run further down, tracing her ribs, her pelvis, finally running her nails through Nabiki's well groomed bush. The sleepy smile was instantly transformed into a silent "Oooooooh" as her eyelids fluttered. "You liked that, did you?" Ranma-chan asked rhetorically, smiling. She turned to her box of toys and pulled out the glass container of warming body oil. First she let its contense dip onto Nabiki's naked form from height, spattering her smooth flesh with glossy drops of warm herbal oil. Then she poured some into her hands and rolled it's slickness around. Unable to resist further temptation (as if she had any intention to do so in the first place), Ranma-chan applied her hands Nabiki's slender frame an let them glide across her skin, smoothing out the droplets of oil that had already been deposited. Ranma-chan took care not to neglect a single inch of the middle sisters body, delighting in the whispered "ohs" and "Gasps" her full body massage produced from Nabiki's sleep. She could see the heating action of the oil take effect as Nabiki began to breath heavier, skimming at Ranma's slightest touch. Nabiki's hand took on a mind of it's own and moved to caress herself when Ranma-chan delicately intercepted it. "Just lie back and relaaaax..." Ranma-chan whispered sensually and placed the hand back to it's owners side. "Your just along for the ride..." Once more the sleepy grin diminished slightly. So, Ranma thought, Nabiki didn't like being not being in control. She blew across the sisters body heating the oil further, sending her gasping and writhing with pleasure. Control will be the last thing you have tonight... Develing again into the box of toys, she produced a long black vibrator with an impish grin. She twisted the knob on its base and the air was instantly humming, the device trembling in her hand- Something that would have awoken most people. Ranma-chan, however, made sure Nabiki would remain lightly sleeping until she desired otherwise. She ran it's vibrating tip gently along the side of her neck, tracing a path down to her tight, round breasts. The trembling tip touched an oiled nipple, hardening it instantly, sending the unconscious Nabiki reeling in whispered joy. "oooooooooooh..." Nabiki breathed slightly louder as Ranma-chan moved to the next nipple. "I thought you might like that..." Ran-chan commented as she played for a bit before continuing the vibrators path down Nabiki's oil-glistened body. Nabiki's dreamy smile was simply non-existent now, replaced by one of constantly changing tortured pleasure. Ranma-chan avoided Nabiki's sex at first, apparently content with running the black device along the insides of her legs. Nabiki's face reflect this as some cruel torture, her longing terribly apparent. Finally, she made contacts with Nabiki's already moist lips, an action that made her tremble as much as the vibrator itself! Nabiki's body tensed and stretched, unable to do anything except lie there. Again, Ran-chan simply played at her gates, enjoying the "torture" Nabiki's body was being subjected to. A part of her reflect back to a day and a half ago, her own body being subjected to the same erotic experiences, unable to nothing but hang from the tentacles... The most intense experience of her life... Grinning, Ranma-chan slowly inserted the vibrator, eliciting a heavy moan from Nabiki as she twisted on the bed with pleasure, her legs spread wide. Deeper... And Deeper... Nabiki's vocalizations grew the further Ranma pushed... If Ranma listened carefully, she could hear Akane across the hall voicing her pleasure as well- Almost like a musical accompaniment to Nabiki's. She twisted the black shaft deep inside Nibiki as if to tune her like a radio... And Nabiki responded like one, her movements and voice varying in intensity... She begged for release- to simply let go... Ranma shook her head, sensing the instinct in Nabiki's mind. "I can't let you do that... Yet." She smiled evilly. After a few more minutes of torturous pleasure at Ranma's hands, she finally withdrew the vibrator which now dripped with Nabiki's juices. Like wise, the bedding was equally soaked. She panted in her sleep, Ranma enjoying the scene as her breasts rolled up and down. Setting the vibrator aside, she undressed (the meager articles of clothing she wore) and found the toy box once more, withdrawing a smaller item labeled "Halls Vapor Action Lausages- Instant relief!" Ranma-chan chuckled aloud. Yes, there will be relief to be had... Instant...? I don't think so... "Open wide Nabiki-kun..." Nabiki lazily opened her mouth and Ranma-chan popped the lausage in, then took one for herself. While the off-cherry flavor wasn't the best, she was looking forward to it's other "unique" properties as she sensually rolled the little candy around with her tongue. "Now it's time we BOTH had some fun..." She whispered and crawled over Nabiki in the classic "69" position. "Do you know what to do Nabiki?" Her eyes opened slightly and she nodded, still in her dreamy state. "Gooooooood..." Ranma-chan approved as she lowered her self onto the sister warm, oily body. Nabiki's tongue found it's target rather quickly, applying it to Ranma-chan's waiting lips. Ranma-chan trembled at the first lick which was immediately followed by another and yet another... But there was more; through the natural sexual heat she was feeling was a new fire between her legs... Something that bordered on fire and ice, making her extremely sensitive! "OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhh YES....." The explosive moan that erupt from her caught her off guard, almost loosing her lausage from here mouth... With that, she dived into her own slice of pie between Nabiki's legs and went to town. It wasn't long before the both of them were gasping and trembling in the erotic bliss, both their tongues exploring inside the other in an endless circle of passion. Finally, Ranma-chan released her the hold on Nabiki that kept her in that dream-like state, the intense pleasures bringing her quickly to the waking world. Nabiki stopped instantly as realization hit her like a brick or two- or five. Ranma-chan eased up as well, waiting for Nabiki. She looked up at Ranma's sex soaked bush and to her own well oiled body... "No... This can't be..." Nabiki started, probably the first time in her life she was at a lack for words. "It was a dream..." sounding less than certain. The fire/ice sensation caused by the lausage in Ran-chan's mouth throbbed between her legs. "No, my love..." Ranma-chan twisted around to explain. "It was all real... All the passion... The desire... My hands caressing you... Massaging you... All real..." Ranma-chan licked her lips sensually. "And you loved every minute of it..." "But..." Nabiki fumbled. She knew she had enjoyed every minute of it... But it had been a dream! And with Ranma!?!?! How could she betray herself so easily?!?! The fact that she had been doing this with Ranma was bad in itself... To be doing it with a FEMALE Ranma was totally beyond her realm of possibility! Yet she was here... And she HAD enjoyed it... She just couldn't bring herself to realize a large part of her wanted MORE... Ranma-chan could sense the inner turmoil and decided to put a stop to it quickly and decisively. She turned back to the valley between Nabiki's legs and slid her tongue deep inside her Clitoris. The fire that had been merely throbbing there once again exploded. Nabiki's eyes widened instantly as the burst of pleasure washed through her once more, it's effects more pronounced now that she was fully awake. Ranma-chan continued the attack, letting her tongue glide everywhere, in and out, leaving a burning trail wherever it touched. Nabiki continued to try and deny what she wanted so badly, watching Ranma-chan's pussy hang above her head, shapely ass swaying almost hypnotically. She could barely hold back the moaning that threatened to escape as it was! Another "tongue" of fire rolled through her and she trembled beneath Ranma-chan who was touching her flesh in so many places. So HOT... Nabiki thought... Almost unbearable! Ranma-chan lowered her pussy closer to Nabiki's lips, who caught her scent, heavy with sex and lust. She couldn't deny it any longer. As the next wave of passion pulsed between her legs, Nabiki found herself once again enjoying the juices that dripped from Ranma's sex. There was no turning back. Ranma-chan's fire re-ignited, the two began in earnest, rejoining the circle of erotic passion they had created only moments ago. Nabiki lost track of time and was surprise when Ranma-chan finally lifted away from her body. Nabiki found herself starring involuntarily at Ranma-chan's sweaty body from more than a appraising viewpoint and blushed self-consciously. "It's alright Nabiki-kun... I take that as a high compliment from you..." Ranma-chan consoled her. "I find you extremely erotic myself..." She admitted in that low whisper that dripped with desire. "Now what...?" Nabiki asked, still trying to put the past few hours into some frame of reference- Something she could logical identify and tag. She wasn't succeeding. Never before had she done things without a definite reason, that reason being profit mostly. But this was FAR outside anything she had experienced. Ranma-chan reached for the last item in her bag: The 2 sided dildo. "Now these..." She smiled. "I really shou-" OOOH!!! Ranma-chan cut Nabiki's protests off by sliding one end of the flexible studded shaft deep within her. Nabiki opened her eyes and pleasure mixed with disgusted when she saw the remaining portion of the dildo protruding from her sex; like she had grown and instant penis! Ranma-chan crawled alluringly back over Nabiki, the look of a predator gleaming in her eyes. "Now I don't think we-" Again she silenced Nabiki, this time with a sensual kiss that caught her completely of guard. "MMMMmmm! MMrrmmm!" She continued for a few seconds until Ranma-chan's tongue caught hers, occupying it with other matters. Ranma-chan lowered her body onto Nabiki's, her body heat only fueling her sexual appetite. Finally, she had had enough of these sweet nothings, ramming her vagina down onto the reaming portion of the dildo, releasing the final mental lock that kept Nabiki from orgasm. The result was... Spectacular. Nabiki wailed in carnal pleasure as Ranma-chan too bucked and writhed in ecstasy, the shared dildo thrusting in and out of them both in time. Had she not mentally blanketed the room before hand, several blocks would have been aware of the dealings within the Tendo household. Nabiki peaked first as the space between her legs seemed to literally explode- several hours of passion eating her alive. Her wild bucking served only to further stimulate Ranma-chan, who was now moaning uncontrollably, drowning in a sea of ecstasy. It was only minutes later when her own orgasm racked her, her power and lust mixing into a fuel of passionate fire that ignited the fuse to Nabiki's second orgasm, Stimulating Ranma-chan once more... And it continued in that fashion until Nabiki was finally worn down, physically unable participate due to severe physical exhaustion. Seeing her latest lover spent and her own orgasms retreating, Ranma-chan rolled off of Nabiki to lay beside her, enjoying the heat that radiated from her partner, kissing her neck softly. Nabiki simply couldn't move, though an erotic grin was evident on her face. Ranma-chan whispered to her, "Don't think this is the last night either... After so many years of blackmail, you owe me BIG..." Even as Ranma-chan collected her toys and left, the grin on Nabiki's face remained. She would enjoy paying Ranma-chan back. Fully and with interest. ___________________________________________________ Ranma-chan awoke to the morning chirping of birds. No, she thought. It wasn't the birds that had awoken her. Something else. A presence, near as she could tell. She slid into a pink spandex sports top and black spandex shorts. Another thing she couldn't help but to chuckle at as she went to investigate outside- Spandex: Functional, yet fully revealing. Exactly the way she liked it. She slid the door that opened into the courtyard stepping cautiously into the brisk morning air. Quite a collection of ambient power she was feeling, Ranma-chan noted. If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was being set up... she mused. She took stock of the minds within the Tendo Household. All present and accounted for. Nobody else knew what was happening here except for Happosai and he was-" "HIIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" The battle-cry echoed through the morning dawn causing Ranma-chan to whirl around. From out of the blinding sunrise a robed figure appeared, launching an impossible number of edged weapons, blunt objects and other variously deadly weaponry. A surprised Ranma-chan kicked into a back flip, neatly avoiding the weaponry that flailed the ground around her, landing in a semi-crouch. Another pang of danger flashed through her and she looked up only in time to catch the glint of steel and a blur of purple before she threw herself to one side, narrowly avoiding the curved saber now imbedded deep in the ground beside it's owner, a purple haired Amazon warrior. Shampoo withdrew the blade easily as Mousse walked up beside her, each wearing an expression of grim determination. Ranma-chan adjusted her battle stance and tried to draw upon the well of power that had been feeding her, only to find it was being restricted by an outside influence. She could still draw upon it- Just not as much all at one time. That was when she noticed the rope with the jagged wards hanging from them, lining the walls of the Tendo Dojo. Though she knew little about such, she instinctively knew they meant trouble for her. And judging by the preparation that had went into this trap, big trouble. She sized up her first opponents, Shampoo and Mousse. This was going to be messy. "Um... Hi Shampoo! You still want to go on that date??" Her face didn't even flinch. This was really not good. "You shut up with stupid demon inside you!" Shampoo raged in her accented kawaii voice. "Shampoo and Mousse exorcise Ranma, then date!" Mousse took a sec forward. "I despise you Saotome! She cried all last night because of you- you- Enemy of women!!!" "Now hey- I resent that last rem- Whoop!" Ranma-chan jumped back as a huge mace erupted from Mousse's over sized sleeve, leaving a large indentation in the ground that might have easily flattened her. "Listen! I don't know what all this nonsense about a demon is! You have to let-" "No more time for excuse!" Shampoo cut him off. "Shampoo take back Airen Ranma now!!!" The cleaving of the air only centimeters from Ranma-chan's nose signaled an end to negotiations as Shampoo attacked with her deadly Saber. Mousse had already recovered from his miss and was now sporting bladed fans of a sort in both hands. Both of her opponents flanked Ranma-chan, Shampoo circling right, Mousse to the left in an effort to divide his attention. Shampoo reached into her belt and pulled out a paper slip about the size of a 3x5 card with symbology scrawled across it. A memory deep with in Ranma-chan tagged it as the same type of script that had been on Happosai's scroll. Only this script, while incomprehensible to her, created a pit within here stomach... She knew not what it was, only that it must NOT touch her person! Mousse charged. Shampoo flicked her wrist, sending the card flying. Time seemed to slow for Ranma-chan as she desperately countered Mousses blades hand to hand. Distance half covered, the card flaired in a yellowish glow, seemingly accelerating mid-flight. Ranma-chan disengaged from Mousse to evade the ward which burned by her, the impression of the power it contained clear in her mind as it clean missed. What the hell was tha- "AAAAAAAHHHHIIIIEEEE!!!" Ranma-chan's thought process was rudely interrupted as her mind seemed to try and separate in several directions at one, sending her to her knees in agony. She looked down to see Mousse's hand, accompanied by a ward, pressed into her chest, it's power burning into her soul. Only with the discipline she had learned from the many years of martial arts, she sealed a section of her mind away from the pain, throwing herself out of Mousses reach. Instantly, the pain subsided. She knelt on the ground panting heavily. Anger erupted from her as she pulled herself together. "Can't you see there's NOTHING wrong with me!?!? I like who I am! Who I've become! I'm not a demon!!!" For the first time, an emotion other than hate registered in Shampoo's features. "I sorry Ranma... This for own good..." Another ward slipped between her fingers, glowing fiercely. "Shampoo know wards only effect persons tainted by dark spirits. Shampoo no believe great-grandmother when she tell Ranma tainted. No believe perverted Happosai's ramblings... But now..." Ranma-chan blinked. Happosai? Crafty little booger. Survived the attack and convinced Cologne to help do me in! High marks for ingenuity. That means that neither of the old windbags could be too far away- Waiting for the right moment to strike... Ranma-chan tactically reviewed the situation. She was nowhere near full power and both Shampoo and Mousse were fairly good as it was, let alone the two elders. She cast a sidelong glance at the rope-wards that hung from the Dojo walls. She needed those down. And fast. Shampoo saw the glance and chose that instant to strike, sending the demon ward cutting through the air, Mousse following her lead with his own ward attack. With her little remaining power, Ranma-chan threw up a defense shield, hoping it was enough... _________________________________________________ Cologne and Happosai watched the battle from the trees, awaiting the proper moment to attack. "The young ones do well, do they not?" Cologne commented as Shampoo's first ward narrowly missed Ranma-chan, only to have Mousse shove one into her chest, barely tearing herself away in time. "Surprisingly well, actually" Happosai admitted grudgingly, his own defeat eating away at his ego. "Just remember who's idea the wards on the wall was..." Cologne glared. "That was MY idea, simpleton!" Cologne watched the second ward assault, Ranma-chan throwing a shield around herself seconds before their impacts. A flash of light later bore evidence Ranma still stood, though severely drained. "I could have sworn it was mine..." Happosai mumbled argumentatively just as Ranma-chan broke into a sprint toward the nearest wall. "Where does he think he's going?" Cologne stared in interest. "He wouldn't think he could...?" *BZZZZZZAAAAAAPPPP!!!!!* Happosai about bust a gut as Ranma-chan lit up like a bug caught in a zapper, sending her sailing back across the Tendo courtyard. "WAHAhAH- Ha- AHAHAHAHAH!!!! Did you see that!!?!?!" "He ACTUALLY tried to reach for the wall wards and bring them down!" Cologne exclaimed in surprise. "He must actually have no conscious knowledge of the demon-copy hiding inside of him!" She turned to Happosai. "Doesn't the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts teach it's students ANYTHING about the spiritual aspects of combat???" Happosai looked sheepish. "I see. That would explain why he tried to handle the wards. NO demon could ever touch a holy symbol without such consequences..." _________________________________________________ Ranma-chan tried to shake her head clear of the fog that clouded her brain. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?!? She wondered as she stumbled to her feet. She had made a mad dash for the hanging wards and they had almost come within her grasp when the WORLD exploded around her, blowing her back a good thirty feet! Like an electrified fence! Ranma-chan had run out of time to contemplate what had happened- Mousse and Shampoo were closing in and she was sure she couldn't repel another assault. She looked for an out. Retreat was looking mighty advisable right now. Unfortunately for her, the wards were everywhere around the Dojo, and the two warriors were backing her into a wall lined with them now! Then, realization came. "Hey MOUSSE!!!" Mousse stopped short for a second. "Why do you thing Shampoo is doing this??? Because she loves ME and not YOU!!!" His face twitched. "Common! You really think she would EVER want to be married to DUCK-BOY???" A low growl issued from deep within Mousse. "Those little slips of paper are to capture me!!! Why don't you use a MAN's weapon and finish me off!?!? Remember how I embarrassed you in that last fight we had!!! HAHAHAHAH!!! Even as a WOMAN I was more of a man than you!!!" "AAAAAHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!" Mousse erupted as any twinge of self control was instantly cast aside, eyes glowing a deadly bright blue. Shampoo tried to control her partner but it was far too late. "SAOTOME, PREPARE TO DIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Mousse cast his arms forward in a flash, weapon after weapon flooding from his sleeves... Anvils, lances, swords, knives, horseshoes, unfired 105mm tank shells and more, all flying at an excess of Mach 5 for Ms. Saotome's person. Ranma-chan was instantly gone, having jumped twenty feet strait up as Mousse showered the area with exotic ordinance that flew around, into and over the wall, destroying several neighboring houses (side note: Insurance premiums around the Tendo Dojo can be up to ten times more expensive than a similar house in another city or even one only five miles away). Finally noticing his target had vanished from sight, Mousse halted the shower of weapons to look for her, only to find her landing directly in front of his person seconds later. "Interesting trick." Mousse sneered. "But I have PLENTY where that came from." Ranma-chan simply stood there, hands folded behind her back with an innocent expression on her face. "Save it. You won't be needing them anymore." "And why is that? I'm beyond allowing you to surrender." The sounds of metal accompanied his sleeves, re-loading for the next assault. She jabbed a thumb toward the wall in back of her, imbedded with every possible weapon known to mankind, wards apparently untouched. "Who said anything about surrendering?" As if on cue, minuet fissures began to creep along the wall and it's foundation, growing into large cracks from which chunks of stone flaked away. With a huge "CRUNCH!" a ten foot section of the wall fell to the Earth, Wards snapping with it. Shampoo saw instant realization and slipped 3 of her wards into her fingers, hurling them towards Ranma in one deft movement. The three fiery arcs of light found their marks in a brilliant flash, blinding both warriors. Shampoo rubbed her eyes in an effort to clear her vision, only to view one of the last things she wanted to see. Ranma-chan stood untouched, all three eyes open and blazing with energy. "Full power." She commented easily and smiled at Shampoo. The thought seemed to occur to both of the Chinese warriors simultaneously- Hand to Hand. Even as Shampoo pulled the Saber from it's sheath and Mousse charged once more, armed to the hilt, time ground to a halt for them both, neither able to continue the assault that had started off so well. "NOW HAPPOSAI!!!!" An older female voice cried, causing Ranma-chan to turn and face the new combatants. Cologne's shot was well aimed, however ineffective as her cain lanced toward Ranma-chan like a spear, bouncing off and cracking against Ranma-chan's mental barrier. It was to serve as a distraction as they both desperately tried to summon the forces necessary to knock the demon down and out of the pig-tailed girl's body. Ranma-chan yawned. "I've had enough practice for one day." Again, her eyes glowed and the wind gusted around her, pig-tail flailing in the turbulence. Behind her a small point of black grew into a 12 foot circle which she stepped into. The wind grew into a vacuum that selectively pulled the frozen Mousse into the void, then Shampoo, abruptly shrinking into invisibility. Ranma-chan had departed. Happosai gaped. "DID YOU SEE THAT!?!?!? That little upstart opened a small dimensional rift!!!!" Cologne recovered the remains of her cain which had split into three pieces. "The demon has grown FAR more powerful than even I would have suspected. And now it has hostages, of my own blood no less." "So what exactly are we going to do about it???" Happosai wondered. Hell, he doubted even if both of them combined their powers they could create such a gateway... Attacking Ranma now would be paramount to suicide. "I must return to China and retrieve the implement necessary to destroy a demon of such power - The Taisoken." Cologne reported solemnly. "That wouldn't happen to be...?" Happosai hazarded to guess. "The legendary staff handed down to the Ancient Chinese monks by the Gods to repel the demons and evil forces during the times of fire and darkness..." Cologne supplied. "It has proved it's worth on many occasions." "From what I have heard," Happosai frowned, "The Taisoken can only be wielded by one who has true love for the enemy... In case you haven't noticed, I don't exactly hold a soft spot in my heart for the little twerp and I don't see you swooning over him either!" "This is true. Which was why the ancient monks could wield it with such effectiveness. You and I are not suitable for the task." She agreed. "Then it looks like we're up the old proverbial creek! Ranma has taken over the entire Tendo Household and captured your two champions!" Happosai balked. "Do not abandon all hope just yet." Cologne advised. "There is another." ______________________________________________________ Ukyo Kuonji eyed her new creation critically as it sat cooking on the counter top griddle. She reached for the spice rack and added a pinch from one of her many secret ingredieance. It was still missing something. She hadn't seen him for about a week and wanted to make this Okonomiyaki a special treat. Oh! How could I forget!!!! Dipping a brush into a jar of thick brown sauce she adorned her creation with the words: "To my beloved, Ran-chan!" End of Part 2 Author's notes: So passes another chapter of Fragmentation! I hope you enjoyed it as much as the first, or, if you wretch at the mere mention of Part 1, I hope that bottle of Tums did some good this time. =P Glaring question #1: What the HELL is a Taisoken, you ask. An ancient weapon wielded my Chinese monks during trial and darkness? Probably not, but it sure sounds good, ne? Hehehehehe... 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