Ranma ½ Divine Blood
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Indeed. I was indicating that it's one thing to surreptitiously and cruely trip someone up and another thing to actually be in a fight.
I don't tend to see Nodoka as fighting-worthy most of the time. Just a bit full of herself.
However, I doubt any of that will matter to Ranma indeed. Even assuming she still has his/her blindspot regarding Nodoka, witnessing a scene like that one would be something to set her off.
I don't tend to see Nodoka as fighting-worthy most of the time. Just a bit full of herself.
However, I doubt any of that will matter to Ranma indeed. Even assuming she still has his/her blindspot regarding Nodoka, witnessing a scene like that one would be something to set her off.
I think what Nodoka is trying to pull (in an F'd up Japanese way) is to get the three Saotomi kids angry enough to leave her house. She can't take direct action against them, even if she does have some martial arts skills, so she is just going to anger/annoy/insult them until they leave. She knows they probably won't attack her, so she is just being as nasty as she can politely be.
From Nodoka's point of view, Ranma represents her greatest failure - not only is she no longer a man among men, she is now 'flaunting the results of her immoral liaisons with other men'. Especially now that Nodoka has what she wanted (to be the matriarch of her own family) she does not want to have that failure rubbed in her face.
Even if Ranma were there, she would not do anything physical to Nodoka. She might throw a few ugly truths about Nodoka's failures back at her, and/or destroy the Saotome Clan Sword if she takes a swing at her with it, but she would grab her kids and leave. Keep in mind, Ranma has not (really) told her kids that they are the products of rape - she is not going to tell her estranged mother about it either.
From Nodoka's point of view, Ranma represents her greatest failure - not only is she no longer a man among men, she is now 'flaunting the results of her immoral liaisons with other men'. Especially now that Nodoka has what she wanted (to be the matriarch of her own family) she does not want to have that failure rubbed in her face.
Even if Ranma were there, she would not do anything physical to Nodoka. She might throw a few ugly truths about Nodoka's failures back at her, and/or destroy the Saotome Clan Sword if she takes a swing at her with it, but she would grab her kids and leave. Keep in mind, Ranma has not (really) told her kids that they are the products of rape - she is not going to tell her estranged mother about it either.
I doubt it would matter to Nodoka that Ranma got raped. Many societies, especially older ones, consider a rape victim to be as much at fault as a rapist, if not moreso. The mere fact that Ranma gave birth instead of killing himself would probably also factor into it.
As far as Nodoka's concerned Ranma's children should never have existed period, unless he was the father. It's just an indication that Ranma (and thus his children) have no honor.
As far as Nodoka's concerned Ranma's children should never have existed period, unless he was the father. It's just an indication that Ranma (and thus his children) have no honor.
Nodoka? A martial artist. You've been reading too much fanon. Nodoka can't even complete the finishing strike of a harakiri properly,a nd if Ranma had it in her mind to harm her mother. Nothing on that planet would stop her from doing so.
Nodoka is deliberately being rude, but I suspect that Ranma won't resort to blows, because we all know Ranma has a talent for words. At this point, physical action from Ranma won't do anything, but words and a certain 'talk' of the proper manner will get her attention.
At least Ranma was there for his/her children and brought em up as well as she could. Nodoka mistook a child's finger painting for enthusiasm about seppuku. No way would Nodoka acknowledge anything. It's Takahashi humor so I won't go into it too much. Nodoka is in no way innocent herself.
Not ranting at you boyo, but Nodoka being a martial artist shtick? Sorry, I just couldn't hold back.
EDIT: Ninja'ed by Greydon Creed who added the bits about Ranma not telling her kids about the rape.
EDIT2: Apparently the kids know. That's part of Deimosu's motivation to leave. He wants revenge/justice/something for his mother.
Nodoka is deliberately being rude, but I suspect that Ranma won't resort to blows, because we all know Ranma has a talent for words. At this point, physical action from Ranma won't do anything, but words and a certain 'talk' of the proper manner will get her attention.
At least Ranma was there for his/her children and brought em up as well as she could. Nodoka mistook a child's finger painting for enthusiasm about seppuku. No way would Nodoka acknowledge anything. It's Takahashi humor so I won't go into it too much. Nodoka is in no way innocent herself.
Not ranting at you boyo, but Nodoka being a martial artist shtick? Sorry, I just couldn't hold back.
EDIT: Ninja'ed by Greydon Creed who added the bits about Ranma not telling her kids about the rape.
EDIT2: Apparently the kids know. That's part of Deimosu's motivation to leave. He wants revenge/justice/something for his mother.
Ranma and Mao stood in the parking lot of the rather isolated facility, enduring a rather irritating sprinkle of rain.
In front of them were a few unconscious and heavily bound guards. And, beyond that huddled a number of equally uncomfortable girls with a bit less of a tendency to keep their discomfort to themselves.
"We're going to get sick out here," one of the younger girls said, trying to cover her head from the falling rain.
"It's either out here or in the set-to-self-destruct-mad-scientist lair," Mao noted, hood pulled up over her head.
"But I'm wet!" the girl protested.
"Musan," another girl, who looked almost identical to the others. "You should take this opportunity to train before the Mistress sends someone for us."
That girl was trying to work through what might have been a kata or a rhythmic gymnastics routine. It was hard to tell which she was trying to do.
"Could someone make the rain stop moving?" another girl asked in a whisper as she held her head.
Mao rolled her eyes and looked over to Ranma who'd smacked his head and started to walk over to the few of the girls that were trying to "train".
"Everybody stop and sit down," the still male Ranma insisted. "Much as I appreciate a desire to 'train'. You're still technically prisoners." Mao thought she caught a mumbled "and you're doing it wrong" cross the martial artist's lips. "So sit and wait."
"But," one of the handful of girls said before sitting down with a pout.
He looked over at a group of quieter girls sitting in a circle, and noted that it was pretty much every one of the so-called "Sans", the same type as the girl that had died. They seemed to be counting on first glimpse.
However, given their names. It seemed more likely that they were listing either the dead or those still living of their batch.
Looking over toward Mao, he nodded and looked over toward where Nimu Ichi was opening the door to one of the parked cars and then hustling the girl that was suffering from the rain inside.
They'd been out there for a good hour, and the rain had started twenty minutes ago.
"Okay," Melissa said as Ranma came closer. "If you're regional operations coordinator, can't you just place them somewhere in Japan or Korea?"
"This is a bit larger group than we were expecting," the martial artist said. "And we were going to put the Whispered..."
"Which we did not find," Mao reminded her as she kept watch.
"Right, but we were going to leave them with tactical," Ranma said. "Is the Pacific Fleet equipped to handle eighteen...seventeen untrained teens? Because I'm not sure Psyche does."
A rough, cyclical sound came to their ears over the constant drone of the rain, and both of them turned to look in the direction of the sound. The shape of the copters was easy to make out in the rain, which made the ECS system a bit less effective.
"I guess someone agrees with you," Mao said as two transport copters faded into view just short of landing.
Ranma and Mao moved around to in front of the girls, waiting as a man in tactical armor and bearing an assault rifle came up to meet them.
"Sergeant Major Mao," the man said.
"Lieutenant Castello, sir," Mao said crisply before giving a salute.
"And you are the covert op?" the man asked, turning toward Ranma and looking him over.
"That's me," Ranma said.
The man nodded and turned back to Melissa.
"Can you give us the status?" the lieutenant asked. "We heard you had some hostages for us?"
"We have five terrorists captured," Mao said, pointing to the zip-tied men. "And eighteen captives rescued. The facility appears to have a lot of valuable information and research, but information we have says its rigged to be demo-ed."
"Hence why we're out in the rain," Ranma noted.
"I'm guessing you managed to take out the staff before they could trigger any bombs," Castello said, ignoring Ranma for the moment.
"No, there's a potential that the place is being watched from an off-site location," Mao said. "We had a full out monologuing villain bitch who claimed it was 'poetic' for people to know what she was up to. Excuse my language, sir."
"So, if we go in there for bomb disposal," Castello said. "She could change her mind and flip the switch."
"That's about the size of it," Mao said.
The lieutenant looked over the collection of girls and immediately noted that they were all very similar.
"Something to tell me about the girls?" he asked.
"Experiments of some kind," Mao said, not going any further. "Two of them were very helpful in securing the facility. Nimu Ichi, and...Sanya San. Whichever one she is."
She pointed toward Nimu and the circle of Sans.
"I'm guessing the other facility will have similar girls," Castello said.
Ranma held off asking for the location, there was no reason for this man to give it to him, and she'd get the information later.
"What's next for these girls?" Mao asked.
"Meridia first," Castello said. "Then we'll see. Also...there's some news. Captain Testarossa wanted me to tell you, Sagara's team is overdue to report in."
Mao and Ranma exchanged a look then.
In front of them were a few unconscious and heavily bound guards. And, beyond that huddled a number of equally uncomfortable girls with a bit less of a tendency to keep their discomfort to themselves.
"We're going to get sick out here," one of the younger girls said, trying to cover her head from the falling rain.
"It's either out here or in the set-to-self-destruct-mad-scientist lair," Mao noted, hood pulled up over her head.
"But I'm wet!" the girl protested.
"Musan," another girl, who looked almost identical to the others. "You should take this opportunity to train before the Mistress sends someone for us."
That girl was trying to work through what might have been a kata or a rhythmic gymnastics routine. It was hard to tell which she was trying to do.
"Could someone make the rain stop moving?" another girl asked in a whisper as she held her head.
Mao rolled her eyes and looked over to Ranma who'd smacked his head and started to walk over to the few of the girls that were trying to "train".
"Everybody stop and sit down," the still male Ranma insisted. "Much as I appreciate a desire to 'train'. You're still technically prisoners." Mao thought she caught a mumbled "and you're doing it wrong" cross the martial artist's lips. "So sit and wait."
"But," one of the handful of girls said before sitting down with a pout.
He looked over at a group of quieter girls sitting in a circle, and noted that it was pretty much every one of the so-called "Sans", the same type as the girl that had died. They seemed to be counting on first glimpse.
However, given their names. It seemed more likely that they were listing either the dead or those still living of their batch.
Looking over toward Mao, he nodded and looked over toward where Nimu Ichi was opening the door to one of the parked cars and then hustling the girl that was suffering from the rain inside.
They'd been out there for a good hour, and the rain had started twenty minutes ago.
"Okay," Melissa said as Ranma came closer. "If you're regional operations coordinator, can't you just place them somewhere in Japan or Korea?"
"This is a bit larger group than we were expecting," the martial artist said. "And we were going to put the Whispered..."
"Which we did not find," Mao reminded her as she kept watch.
"Right, but we were going to leave them with tactical," Ranma said. "Is the Pacific Fleet equipped to handle eighteen...seventeen untrained teens? Because I'm not sure Psyche does."
A rough, cyclical sound came to their ears over the constant drone of the rain, and both of them turned to look in the direction of the sound. The shape of the copters was easy to make out in the rain, which made the ECS system a bit less effective.
"I guess someone agrees with you," Mao said as two transport copters faded into view just short of landing.
Ranma and Mao moved around to in front of the girls, waiting as a man in tactical armor and bearing an assault rifle came up to meet them.
"Sergeant Major Mao," the man said.
"Lieutenant Castello, sir," Mao said crisply before giving a salute.
"And you are the covert op?" the man asked, turning toward Ranma and looking him over.
"That's me," Ranma said.
The man nodded and turned back to Melissa.
"Can you give us the status?" the lieutenant asked. "We heard you had some hostages for us?"
"We have five terrorists captured," Mao said, pointing to the zip-tied men. "And eighteen captives rescued. The facility appears to have a lot of valuable information and research, but information we have says its rigged to be demo-ed."
"Hence why we're out in the rain," Ranma noted.
"I'm guessing you managed to take out the staff before they could trigger any bombs," Castello said, ignoring Ranma for the moment.
"No, there's a potential that the place is being watched from an off-site location," Mao said. "We had a full out monologuing villain bitch who claimed it was 'poetic' for people to know what she was up to. Excuse my language, sir."
"So, if we go in there for bomb disposal," Castello said. "She could change her mind and flip the switch."
"That's about the size of it," Mao said.
The lieutenant looked over the collection of girls and immediately noted that they were all very similar.
"Something to tell me about the girls?" he asked.
"Experiments of some kind," Mao said, not going any further. "Two of them were very helpful in securing the facility. Nimu Ichi, and...Sanya San. Whichever one she is."
She pointed toward Nimu and the circle of Sans.
"I'm guessing the other facility will have similar girls," Castello said.
Ranma held off asking for the location, there was no reason for this man to give it to him, and she'd get the information later.
"What's next for these girls?" Mao asked.
"Meridia first," Castello said. "Then we'll see. Also...there's some news. Captain Testarossa wanted me to tell you, Sagara's team is overdue to report in."
Mao and Ranma exchanged a look then.
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Clenching and unclenching her fists, Naiki tried to steady her rage outside in the warm Okinawan night air. æThe more family I meet the more IÆm glad that Mom raised all of us on the move.Æ
Gritting her teeth the young teen was still sure that if she saw the Saotome matriarch sheÆd rip the womanÆs head off and spit down the hole. So focused on her anger that she completely missed the miniature leather clad figure of her current mentor and teacher; Mara.
ôImpressive display of rage there. Any reason why youÆre trying to rein it all in?ö
Shaking out of her daydream of skewering one Nodoka Saotome on her own sword Naiki caught sight of a 1/16 sized chibi replica of her trainer. ôWhat the hell happened to you?ö
Shushing her charge the demon first class motioned the new demon of the torrent to follow her.
Seeing that Mara didnÆt seem too distressed at her current condition Naiki followed the surprisingly fast doll-woman until they were several blocks away. Looking around Mara nodded as she felt confident that the resident neo-goddess Eija would not sense her and recalled her split selves. Within seconds the restored blonde was once again looking Naiki in the eye.
ôRemember that little matter you wanted me to check out? The one about the ævisitation rightsÆ,ö the demoness asked.
ôHuh? Visiù! You mean we can go!?ö A now clearly excited neo-demoness asked, bouncing on her feet. ôOh man, me an Eija finally can unleash some vengeance now, and I should try to call Mom as well. IÆm sure sheÆd really like to give those sons of a ùö Stopping the younger entity before she could go any further Mara shook her head.
ôThere will be no you and Eija, and definitely not your Mom as well.ö
Cutting off any complaints Mara took Naiki by the shoulders. ôWeÆve got only an hour widow starting now to go in and see Poseidon. And we can definitely not bring in anyone else that isnÆt a pishogue user or weÆll be detected. IÆm pulling enough strings as it is and I wonÆt take any risks of the other side catching on to what IÆm doing. I canÆt give you any more, take it or leave it.ö
Staring at the elder demon, Naiki growled under her breath but nodded in acceptance. ôFine, letÆs go.ö ________________________________________
Tartarus is a plane of existence often confused for Hell. This is not the case as Hell is the domicile of the demonic race while Tartarus was designed specifically with the torment of its inhabitants in mind, each environment chosen specifically to weaken and slowly break the will of the damned.
Thus Naiki did not find herself surrounded fire or molten lava, nor did she see any lakes of screaming souls. Once again she was rather disappointed with reality not living up to the hype.
ôThis is it?ö Naiki screamed as she threw her arms open to indicate the barren and empty desert landscape. ôThis is all that bastard gets after everything heÆs done!?ö
ôFor a sea god like Poseidon this is punishment. Remember, youÆve got 57 minutes and then IÆm dragging your little butt out of here whether you like it or not.ö
Feeling her anger building once more, Naiki nodded before scanning the horizon. Seeing a shape across the dunes the green haired demoness shot off towards the sole male inhabitant of the area. The brother of Zeus lay before her, his massive whale sized body chained and immobilized to the ground. Above a merciless sun bore down while a multitude of monstrous shapes tore and fed upon his flesh. Naiki wanted to see him suffer more.
His head turning to the side, a single eye opened, its twin seemingly already ripped out by one of the creatures crawling along his form. Eerily accepting of his current imprisonment Poseidon gazed down at his newest guest.
Getting into a ready stance, Naiki grit her teeth as she realized that the god would not speak. ôWell, arenÆt you going to beg me to let you free? Whine about how you donÆt deserve this? Offer me æuntoldÆ power to get you out of here? Are you even going to ask who I am!?ö
Holding his gaze, the mighty sea god spoke for the first time. ôI know you Naiki, my dauù!ö
ôDONÆT CALL ME THAT! You have no right to call me that after you raped my mother!ö
A look of confusion crossing his features, PoseidonÆs gaze seemed to focus slightly more as he heard the young demonessÆs cries. ôI recall no woman of mortal birth involved in your conception. You are the child of two fathers, untouched by womanÆs soul.ö
ôRanko Satomi! Or was it Ranma Saotome back then? It doesnÆt matter! If you canÆt remember then IÆll just make you remember!ö
Launching herself at the fallen deity, Naiki unleashed a storm of pishogue powered Kijin Raishu Dans. Letting the raw anger within her peak she called upon her power. Around her sand and debris swirled and gathered, rising as a colossal mount of darkened earth crackling with demonic energy. With an almost inhuman shriek Naiki unleashed the torrent upon the imprisoned god, burning away his flesh and tearing at his open wounds. The cries of many of the monsters that had been burrowing into the immobilized godÆs muscle went unacknowledged as they were also consumed by the tsunami of pishogue. Panting as she tried to catch her breath, Naiki clenched her fists again as she readied another wave, her rage not even close to being spent, when the unsettlingly calm voice of Poseidon spoke once again.
ôYes, I remember a Ranma Saotome. I have often regretted what happened that night.ö
ôGood! But itÆs too damn late to appologiù!ö
ôI regret that I allowed my brother to go first.ö
Choking on her response Naiki actually fell forward when she heard his response.
ôI had heard that the mortal Ranma Saotome was a great fighter and survivor. A combatant who had always came back from any defeat to avenge himself for any loss. I had hoped that by being second that I would face a prepared opponent, a ready warrior already utilizing his previous experience to confront me. Instead what I found was a defeated and whimperingùö
No battle cry preempted her next attack. One moment she was still as death and the next her body simply overwhelmed Poseidon. Sweeping over his entire length Naiki unleashed her domain upon the ancient being as her rage took control. Like glowing obsidian water the torrent consumed and obliterated everything before it. Dark energy battled against the might of Poseidon, though still bound the older godÆs power was still a force to be awed as it crashed against the oncoming wave. The storm of pishogue and mana blanketed the area and lit up the sky above them, temporarily overpowering the sun as the two powers clashed.
With a deafening explosion, Naiki was hurled back nearly blacking out as she crashed unto the earth once more. Struggling to get back up she staggered as her burning lungs took in large gasps of air. Swaying, the green haired girl nearly fell when she felt something akin to a solid wall gently catch her. Leaning against her new support, Naiki beheld a gigantic hand attached to a torn arm, bone and sinew visible from enormous gauges along its length. Following the arm further she could see a massive chest, ripped open and its ribs cracked and exposed to the open air. Lifting off the ground, the hand that had supported her fell to the ground with a thunderous crash as the face of Poseidon came into view. Still gazing down at her, the son of Cronus expression conveyed only one emotion upon it.
With sickening comprehension, Naiki realized that the god was proud of her.
ôOf à all my *cough* children, of all *gasp* those that I sired,ö Poseidon gestured weakly to the corpses of the various creatures that now lay scattered across the ground, ôonly you have *cough* shown such power.ö Wheezing, the ruined godÆs head fell back as the powers of Tartarus quickly began its work of re-shackling its prisoner, reviving the dead spawn, and regenerating just enough of Poseidon to ensure his torment did not end prematurely.
ôchildrenà?ö Naiki weakly mumbled as she watched the various monstrosities gangly rise up and move once more towards their immobilized sire.
ôYes à your half brothers and sisters *hurk* come to claim my flesh for their own. Will you take a part of it too *cough* my daughter?ö
Shaking her head the middle child of the Satomi family lashed out at the imprisoned figure. ôWhat the hell is wrong with you!? I just kicked your ass and youÆre acting like thatÆs a good thing. IÆm trying to kill you! DonÆt you get it, I hate you!ö
Once more a look of confusion crossed the sea godÆs face. ôYour reasonsà confuse me. Why are you here *pant* if not for my power my child?ö
ôShut it! IÆm not your child! IÆm not even part god or goddess or whatever! IÆm a demon now and IÆm here for what you did 17 years ago!ö
Resting his eye as his labored breathing steadily came under control, Poseidon took a shuddering breath of all too dry and arid air before answering. ôGod, Demon; those are but mere words. When we last walked freely among the mortals there were none who could openly challenge our rule. So we became our own adversaries. Darkness and Light, both were ruled by the gods. What do sides matter when one controls the entire board?ö
ôAs for my own actions, you should understand them well. Do you not seek to prove yourself over and over? Do you not revel in your own strength? How would you feel if your very existence were to be mocked by one thinking they were better than you? How far would you go to prove your own might?ö
ôI wouldnÆt fucking rape some one!ö
ôYou are a goddess or demoness as you insist. It is only because you were raised by a mortal that you still feel that way. In time you will come to understand that they are as insignificant and passing as dust in the wind.ö
Once more Naiki lashed out with a barrage of Kijin Raishu Dans and once again her opponent paid the pain and injury no heed.
ôYou know nothing about me, nothing! YouÆre just a pathetic relic that not even those bastard gods want around anymore. What makes you think you know a damn thing about me?ö Naiki yelled.
Sighing, a ghost of a smile actually appeared on PoseidonÆs face as if recalling some pleasant memory. ôI know you because unlike my brother and niece, I watched you grow. Every time you entered the ocean, every time you submerged yourself within the waves, I was there with you. Your entire life, I was always at your side.ö
ôYou à LYING son of a bitchàö her rage and anger struggling to surge once again, the middle Satomi nearly choked on her own bile as it threatened to spew forth at the thought of this à thing swimming alongside her during her entire life. That it was now claiming to have been there during some of the happiest moments in her childhood, it was completely unforgivable!
ôYou are so confused myùö
ôIÆm not your anything! Only one person can call me daughter and you sure as hell arenÆt her!ö
ôDeny it all you want, you will always be a part of my godly family and lineage.ö
ôLike hell! I have a family and itÆs a million times more meaningful than anything you could ever be a part of.ö
ôYou refer to your current kin? Your æmotherÆ is a mortal, your brother is lost, and you are fated to kill your own sister. There is nothing within your family that I am not already familiar with.ö
For once ignoring that backhanded insult to her mother, NaikiÆs mind instead glossed over the news of her brother and instead focused on the last part of the god of storms statement. ôWhat do you mean IÆm æfatedÆ to kill my sister? What are you hiding about Eija?ö
ôI know that a war is coming. Time is like a current and I can sense its flow. When conflict breaks out, I know what side you will be on. The question is; will your sister be on that side as well?ö
ôWhaà we wouldnÆt, Eija would never go againstàö
Struggling with the very concept of having to fight against her own sister, Naiki failed to notice Mara until the other demoness had already grabbed her by the shoulder and teleported them away from the depths of Tartarus.
Blinking at the sudden shift between the burning brightness of PoseidonÆs prison and the darkness of night, Naiki shook her head as she tried to make sense of the past hour.
ôI take it things didnÆt go as planned,ö Mara stated, breaking the silence.
ôNo, not even close,ö Naiki mumbled more confused and upset than before. Shivering as her body tried to adjust to the sudden shift in temperature the emerald haired girl turned to head back to her sister and friends.
Clenching and unclenching her fists, Naiki tried to steady her rage outside in the warm Okinawan night air. æThe more family I meet the more IÆm glad that Mom raised all of us on the move.Æ
Gritting her teeth the young teen was still sure that if she saw the Saotome matriarch sheÆd rip the womanÆs head off and spit down the hole. So focused on her anger that she completely missed the miniature leather clad figure of her current mentor and teacher; Mara.
ôImpressive display of rage there. Any reason why youÆre trying to rein it all in?ö
Shaking out of her daydream of skewering one Nodoka Saotome on her own sword Naiki caught sight of a 1/16 sized chibi replica of her trainer. ôWhat the hell happened to you?ö
Shushing her charge the demon first class motioned the new demon of the torrent to follow her.
Seeing that Mara didnÆt seem too distressed at her current condition Naiki followed the surprisingly fast doll-woman until they were several blocks away. Looking around Mara nodded as she felt confident that the resident neo-goddess Eija would not sense her and recalled her split selves. Within seconds the restored blonde was once again looking Naiki in the eye.
ôRemember that little matter you wanted me to check out? The one about the ævisitation rightsÆ,ö the demoness asked.
ôHuh? Visiù! You mean we can go!?ö A now clearly excited neo-demoness asked, bouncing on her feet. ôOh man, me an Eija finally can unleash some vengeance now, and I should try to call Mom as well. IÆm sure sheÆd really like to give those sons of a ùö Stopping the younger entity before she could go any further Mara shook her head.
ôThere will be no you and Eija, and definitely not your Mom as well.ö
Cutting off any complaints Mara took Naiki by the shoulders. ôWeÆve got only an hour widow starting now to go in and see Poseidon. And we can definitely not bring in anyone else that isnÆt a pishogue user or weÆll be detected. IÆm pulling enough strings as it is and I wonÆt take any risks of the other side catching on to what IÆm doing. I canÆt give you any more, take it or leave it.ö
Staring at the elder demon, Naiki growled under her breath but nodded in acceptance. ôFine, letÆs go.ö ________________________________________
Tartarus is a plane of existence often confused for Hell. This is not the case as Hell is the domicile of the demonic race while Tartarus was designed specifically with the torment of its inhabitants in mind, each environment chosen specifically to weaken and slowly break the will of the damned.
Thus Naiki did not find herself surrounded fire or molten lava, nor did she see any lakes of screaming souls. Once again she was rather disappointed with reality not living up to the hype.
ôThis is it?ö Naiki screamed as she threw her arms open to indicate the barren and empty desert landscape. ôThis is all that bastard gets after everything heÆs done!?ö
ôFor a sea god like Poseidon this is punishment. Remember, youÆve got 57 minutes and then IÆm dragging your little butt out of here whether you like it or not.ö
Feeling her anger building once more, Naiki nodded before scanning the horizon. Seeing a shape across the dunes the green haired demoness shot off towards the sole male inhabitant of the area. The brother of Zeus lay before her, his massive whale sized body chained and immobilized to the ground. Above a merciless sun bore down while a multitude of monstrous shapes tore and fed upon his flesh. Naiki wanted to see him suffer more.
His head turning to the side, a single eye opened, its twin seemingly already ripped out by one of the creatures crawling along his form. Eerily accepting of his current imprisonment Poseidon gazed down at his newest guest.
Getting into a ready stance, Naiki grit her teeth as she realized that the god would not speak. ôWell, arenÆt you going to beg me to let you free? Whine about how you donÆt deserve this? Offer me æuntoldÆ power to get you out of here? Are you even going to ask who I am!?ö
Holding his gaze, the mighty sea god spoke for the first time. ôI know you Naiki, my dauù!ö
ôDONÆT CALL ME THAT! You have no right to call me that after you raped my mother!ö
A look of confusion crossing his features, PoseidonÆs gaze seemed to focus slightly more as he heard the young demonessÆs cries. ôI recall no woman of mortal birth involved in your conception. You are the child of two fathers, untouched by womanÆs soul.ö
ôRanko Satomi! Or was it Ranma Saotome back then? It doesnÆt matter! If you canÆt remember then IÆll just make you remember!ö
Launching herself at the fallen deity, Naiki unleashed a storm of pishogue powered Kijin Raishu Dans. Letting the raw anger within her peak she called upon her power. Around her sand and debris swirled and gathered, rising as a colossal mount of darkened earth crackling with demonic energy. With an almost inhuman shriek Naiki unleashed the torrent upon the imprisoned god, burning away his flesh and tearing at his open wounds. The cries of many of the monsters that had been burrowing into the immobilized godÆs muscle went unacknowledged as they were also consumed by the tsunami of pishogue. Panting as she tried to catch her breath, Naiki clenched her fists again as she readied another wave, her rage not even close to being spent, when the unsettlingly calm voice of Poseidon spoke once again.
ôYes, I remember a Ranma Saotome. I have often regretted what happened that night.ö
ôGood! But itÆs too damn late to appologiù!ö
ôI regret that I allowed my brother to go first.ö
Choking on her response Naiki actually fell forward when she heard his response.
ôI had heard that the mortal Ranma Saotome was a great fighter and survivor. A combatant who had always came back from any defeat to avenge himself for any loss. I had hoped that by being second that I would face a prepared opponent, a ready warrior already utilizing his previous experience to confront me. Instead what I found was a defeated and whimperingùö
No battle cry preempted her next attack. One moment she was still as death and the next her body simply overwhelmed Poseidon. Sweeping over his entire length Naiki unleashed her domain upon the ancient being as her rage took control. Like glowing obsidian water the torrent consumed and obliterated everything before it. Dark energy battled against the might of Poseidon, though still bound the older godÆs power was still a force to be awed as it crashed against the oncoming wave. The storm of pishogue and mana blanketed the area and lit up the sky above them, temporarily overpowering the sun as the two powers clashed.
With a deafening explosion, Naiki was hurled back nearly blacking out as she crashed unto the earth once more. Struggling to get back up she staggered as her burning lungs took in large gasps of air. Swaying, the green haired girl nearly fell when she felt something akin to a solid wall gently catch her. Leaning against her new support, Naiki beheld a gigantic hand attached to a torn arm, bone and sinew visible from enormous gauges along its length. Following the arm further she could see a massive chest, ripped open and its ribs cracked and exposed to the open air. Lifting off the ground, the hand that had supported her fell to the ground with a thunderous crash as the face of Poseidon came into view. Still gazing down at her, the son of Cronus expression conveyed only one emotion upon it.
With sickening comprehension, Naiki realized that the god was proud of her.
ôOf à all my *cough* children, of all *gasp* those that I sired,ö Poseidon gestured weakly to the corpses of the various creatures that now lay scattered across the ground, ôonly you have *cough* shown such power.ö Wheezing, the ruined godÆs head fell back as the powers of Tartarus quickly began its work of re-shackling its prisoner, reviving the dead spawn, and regenerating just enough of Poseidon to ensure his torment did not end prematurely.
ôchildrenà?ö Naiki weakly mumbled as she watched the various monstrosities gangly rise up and move once more towards their immobilized sire.
ôYes à your half brothers and sisters *hurk* come to claim my flesh for their own. Will you take a part of it too *cough* my daughter?ö
Shaking her head the middle child of the Satomi family lashed out at the imprisoned figure. ôWhat the hell is wrong with you!? I just kicked your ass and youÆre acting like thatÆs a good thing. IÆm trying to kill you! DonÆt you get it, I hate you!ö
Once more a look of confusion crossed the sea godÆs face. ôYour reasonsà confuse me. Why are you here *pant* if not for my power my child?ö
ôShut it! IÆm not your child! IÆm not even part god or goddess or whatever! IÆm a demon now and IÆm here for what you did 17 years ago!ö
Resting his eye as his labored breathing steadily came under control, Poseidon took a shuddering breath of all too dry and arid air before answering. ôGod, Demon; those are but mere words. When we last walked freely among the mortals there were none who could openly challenge our rule. So we became our own adversaries. Darkness and Light, both were ruled by the gods. What do sides matter when one controls the entire board?ö
ôAs for my own actions, you should understand them well. Do you not seek to prove yourself over and over? Do you not revel in your own strength? How would you feel if your very existence were to be mocked by one thinking they were better than you? How far would you go to prove your own might?ö
ôI wouldnÆt fucking rape some one!ö
ôYou are a goddess or demoness as you insist. It is only because you were raised by a mortal that you still feel that way. In time you will come to understand that they are as insignificant and passing as dust in the wind.ö
Once more Naiki lashed out with a barrage of Kijin Raishu Dans and once again her opponent paid the pain and injury no heed.
ôYou know nothing about me, nothing! YouÆre just a pathetic relic that not even those bastard gods want around anymore. What makes you think you know a damn thing about me?ö Naiki yelled.
Sighing, a ghost of a smile actually appeared on PoseidonÆs face as if recalling some pleasant memory. ôI know you because unlike my brother and niece, I watched you grow. Every time you entered the ocean, every time you submerged yourself within the waves, I was there with you. Your entire life, I was always at your side.ö
ôYou à LYING son of a bitchàö her rage and anger struggling to surge once again, the middle Satomi nearly choked on her own bile as it threatened to spew forth at the thought of this à thing swimming alongside her during her entire life. That it was now claiming to have been there during some of the happiest moments in her childhood, it was completely unforgivable!
ôYou are so confused myùö
ôIÆm not your anything! Only one person can call me daughter and you sure as hell arenÆt her!ö
ôDeny it all you want, you will always be a part of my godly family and lineage.ö
ôLike hell! I have a family and itÆs a million times more meaningful than anything you could ever be a part of.ö
ôYou refer to your current kin? Your æmotherÆ is a mortal, your brother is lost, and you are fated to kill your own sister. There is nothing within your family that I am not already familiar with.ö
For once ignoring that backhanded insult to her mother, NaikiÆs mind instead glossed over the news of her brother and instead focused on the last part of the god of storms statement. ôWhat do you mean IÆm æfatedÆ to kill my sister? What are you hiding about Eija?ö
ôI know that a war is coming. Time is like a current and I can sense its flow. When conflict breaks out, I know what side you will be on. The question is; will your sister be on that side as well?ö
ôWhaà we wouldnÆt, Eija would never go againstàö
Struggling with the very concept of having to fight against her own sister, Naiki failed to notice Mara until the other demoness had already grabbed her by the shoulder and teleported them away from the depths of Tartarus.
Blinking at the sudden shift between the burning brightness of PoseidonÆs prison and the darkness of night, Naiki shook her head as she tried to make sense of the past hour.
ôI take it things didnÆt go as planned,ö Mara stated, breaking the silence.
ôNo, not even close,ö Naiki mumbled more confused and upset than before. Shivering as her body tried to adjust to the sudden shift in temperature the emerald haired girl turned to head back to her sister and friends.
...I have a project for A-Kon that I'm needing to get ready.
This project is a gaming event set in one of my own worlds.
In addition, I plan to have books ready to sell along with the gaming event.
One of those books is about half-complete. The other should take somewhat less time to complete since its campaign info. Which I can rattle off like the wind.
In any case, until I'm sure I've got the following complete:
a) The Game
b) The Anthology
c) The Campaign Guide
Then I think I'm going to hold off on addventure writing or fanficcing until then.
In addition I WANT to get Bystander finished for the same event...but we'll see.
This project is a gaming event set in one of my own worlds.
In addition, I plan to have books ready to sell along with the gaming event.
One of those books is about half-complete. The other should take somewhat less time to complete since its campaign info. Which I can rattle off like the wind.
In any case, until I'm sure I've got the following complete:
a) The Game
b) The Anthology
c) The Campaign Guide
Then I think I'm going to hold off on addventure writing or fanficcing until then.
In addition I WANT to get Bystander finished for the same event...but we'll see.
Naiki hadn't been on Earth for more than a couple of minutes before she was contacted in the back of her mind.
Naiki Tessa's mental voice said quietly.
Are you going to ask for more advice on working out? Naiki asked, irritably, half wanting to gripe at something so she could not think about what Poseiden had told her.
No, there's news, Tessa said. Or rather there's no news.
Eh? Naiki responded eloquently. Off to the side Mara turned about to watch, feeling the connection and wondering what was being said.
Sousuke's team is late to report in Tessa said. And satellite shows an increased military presence in the area...
Naiki cursed under her breath and looked up toward the Saotome house where Kaname was lecturing at Eija about something.
I'll...pass it along, Naiki said.
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Nodoka walked out into the yard away from her adoptive children and took in the teenagers about the dojo playing around with her grandchildren.
Her real, acceptable grandchildren.
It looked like people were getting ready to go to the beach down the road, actually. She'd seen some signs of that with Ryuu and Akane, and definitely saw it in that Kurz person.
"Okay! That's it! Sousuke's going to be fine!" the blue-haired girl shouted from where she stood by the unmentionables. "He's Sousuke! He's always fine!"
"I hope so to, but..." the dark-haired...abberration was saying.
"No, not going to hear it," Kaname insisted. "You two have been talking about protecting me and such, well hear this. You are going to have fun today! You are going to the beach with us and you are wearing the swimsuit I got you. Because if you're protecting me, then I'm making sure you know what you've been missing."
"I have a swim suit," Eija protested.
"It's a school generic swimsuit," Naiki noted. "Only perverts like that stuff."
Kaname nodded firmly as she turned to look at Kurz Webber.
"We are seriously not going to do any good worrying about him," Kaname insisted. "So we're going to be confident and believe and all that will float through and get to him and make him come back in one piece, got it."
"Shall we ask the audience at home to clap their hands and say they believe in fairies?" Naiki asked.
Kaname ignored her as she twisted around to face the bulk of the yard.
"Front and center!" she shouted.
The majority of Kaname's friends were familiar with Drill Sergeant Chidori and reacted immediately. Kyoko casually skipping up to where Kaname was and coming to a casual salute as Midori and Shinji practically tumbled over themselves to avoid the wrath that everybody other than Kyoko was vulnerable to.
Masaru and Izumi came quickly and crisply, though looked confused at seeing Kaname, having expected rather another female person at the back of that voice.
Kurz smirked as he leaned against a wall nearby.
"Webber! Here now!" Kaname snapped, showing that he was not immune from her tirade.
He pointed at himself in a bit of shock, several playful commentaries running through the back of his mind.
"Yes, you! Up here, now, Sergeant Webber!" Kaname snapped.
"Right, right," Webber said, trying not to snicker at the teen's attitude. He walked up to the end of the line and gave a crisp technical salute before adding a sarcastic "reporting for duty Ma'am. Ready to receive briefing."
"Right, now," Kaname said. "Here's the plan. We're going to the beach, am I right?"
"Right!" the Jindai High students said in unison, drawing a curious look from Kurz as the humor of the situation from his military perspective became quite a bit more distinctive.
"And we're going to have fun, right?" Kaname asked.
"Right!" The Jindai high student group declared, followed shortly by the two Saotome kids.
"Right, definitely, Ma'am," Kurz said, somewhat less successful at keeping the laughter out of the voice.
"And we're not going to let Eija mope," Kaname said as she grabbed said girl and thrust her out, embarrassment obvious on her face as she was held there. "Am I right?"
"Right!" came the response.
"Okay then!" Kaname declared. "Webber, grab the gear and follow us."
"All of it, me?" Kurz asked, stuttering.
Kaname whirled on him, paper fan inches below his nose and a dark, threatening look in her eyes.
"You do not snicker under your breath at me," she said before whirling again and grabbing Eija and thrusting her fan forward like a general ordering a charge. "And let's go have fun!"
"Sheesh, has she been taking lessons from Mao?" Kurz wondered as he looked to the beach chairs and blankets and cooler.
"Need some help?" Naiki asked, sidling up next to him.
From a safe watch point some distance away, Mara smacked her face.
"At least its not me," the chibi demoness muttered.
As Unit Kaname went out on Mission Fun, Akane, Ryuu and Nodoka gaped.
"What the hell was that?" Ryuu asked.
Naiki Tessa's mental voice said quietly.
Are you going to ask for more advice on working out? Naiki asked, irritably, half wanting to gripe at something so she could not think about what Poseiden had told her.
No, there's news, Tessa said. Or rather there's no news.
Eh? Naiki responded eloquently. Off to the side Mara turned about to watch, feeling the connection and wondering what was being said.
Sousuke's team is late to report in Tessa said. And satellite shows an increased military presence in the area...
Naiki cursed under her breath and looked up toward the Saotome house where Kaname was lecturing at Eija about something.
I'll...pass it along, Naiki said.
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Nodoka walked out into the yard away from her adoptive children and took in the teenagers about the dojo playing around with her grandchildren.
Her real, acceptable grandchildren.
It looked like people were getting ready to go to the beach down the road, actually. She'd seen some signs of that with Ryuu and Akane, and definitely saw it in that Kurz person.
"Okay! That's it! Sousuke's going to be fine!" the blue-haired girl shouted from where she stood by the unmentionables. "He's Sousuke! He's always fine!"
"I hope so to, but..." the dark-haired...abberration was saying.
"No, not going to hear it," Kaname insisted. "You two have been talking about protecting me and such, well hear this. You are going to have fun today! You are going to the beach with us and you are wearing the swimsuit I got you. Because if you're protecting me, then I'm making sure you know what you've been missing."
"I have a swim suit," Eija protested.
"It's a school generic swimsuit," Naiki noted. "Only perverts like that stuff."
Kaname nodded firmly as she turned to look at Kurz Webber.
"We are seriously not going to do any good worrying about him," Kaname insisted. "So we're going to be confident and believe and all that will float through and get to him and make him come back in one piece, got it."
"Shall we ask the audience at home to clap their hands and say they believe in fairies?" Naiki asked.
Kaname ignored her as she twisted around to face the bulk of the yard.
"Front and center!" she shouted.
The majority of Kaname's friends were familiar with Drill Sergeant Chidori and reacted immediately. Kyoko casually skipping up to where Kaname was and coming to a casual salute as Midori and Shinji practically tumbled over themselves to avoid the wrath that everybody other than Kyoko was vulnerable to.
Masaru and Izumi came quickly and crisply, though looked confused at seeing Kaname, having expected rather another female person at the back of that voice.
Kurz smirked as he leaned against a wall nearby.
"Webber! Here now!" Kaname snapped, showing that he was not immune from her tirade.
He pointed at himself in a bit of shock, several playful commentaries running through the back of his mind.
"Yes, you! Up here, now, Sergeant Webber!" Kaname snapped.
"Right, right," Webber said, trying not to snicker at the teen's attitude. He walked up to the end of the line and gave a crisp technical salute before adding a sarcastic "reporting for duty Ma'am. Ready to receive briefing."
"Right, now," Kaname said. "Here's the plan. We're going to the beach, am I right?"
"Right!" the Jindai High students said in unison, drawing a curious look from Kurz as the humor of the situation from his military perspective became quite a bit more distinctive.
"And we're going to have fun, right?" Kaname asked.
"Right!" The Jindai high student group declared, followed shortly by the two Saotome kids.
"Right, definitely, Ma'am," Kurz said, somewhat less successful at keeping the laughter out of the voice.
"And we're not going to let Eija mope," Kaname said as she grabbed said girl and thrust her out, embarrassment obvious on her face as she was held there. "Am I right?"
"Right!" came the response.
"Okay then!" Kaname declared. "Webber, grab the gear and follow us."
"All of it, me?" Kurz asked, stuttering.
Kaname whirled on him, paper fan inches below his nose and a dark, threatening look in her eyes.
"You do not snicker under your breath at me," she said before whirling again and grabbing Eija and thrusting her fan forward like a general ordering a charge. "And let's go have fun!"
"Sheesh, has she been taking lessons from Mao?" Kurz wondered as he looked to the beach chairs and blankets and cooler.
"Need some help?" Naiki asked, sidling up next to him.
From a safe watch point some distance away, Mara smacked her face.
"At least its not me," the chibi demoness muttered.
As Unit Kaname went out on Mission Fun, Akane, Ryuu and Nodoka gaped.
"What the hell was that?" Ryuu asked.