Okay, before I let you into the story, I have to state that THIS IS A
VERY DARK STORY!  If you don't like that theme of story, turn back
now.  Also included in this story are scenes of rape and murder, so
you would be well advised to turn away if you hate that kind of stuff
as well.

Well, now that I've done that, on with the story.

  Ranma 1/2
  Happi's Legacy
  By Shadow Dancer(AKA Colin Hidson)
  Episode 1, Part 4

 Kasumi carefully leads me into a clinic of some kind.  A bunch of
people in the waiting room look up, startled, and then start filing
out of the building.  I barely notice, in that I'm trying to keep from
screaming because the almost constant contact with Kasumi during the
walk here has made me very...jittery.

 A man who looks to be about twenty-five years old escorts an elderly
man out of the examination room.  He looks up, and I notice his
glasses suddenly go foggy.  The elderly man rushes out of the building
as the man says, "Ka..Kasumi!  What a coincidence to meet you here, of
all places."

 "Doctor Tofu," Kasumi says sternly, "This is no time for your 
antics...Ranma here needs your help."  The man who Kasumi just
identified as Tofu suddenly stops gibbering as Kasumi's statement
snaps him back to reality. Kasumi warns him, as he reaches towards me,
"She just had quite a few shocks...I wouldn't go too fast if I were
you."

 Tofu looks at me and quietly asks, "What happened?"

 I feel an odd sense of comfort emanating from Doctor Tofu, as I
hesitantly say, "I...I was...raped yesterday,"  the words flow a
little faster as I continue, "My father...touched me, and beat me...he
used a pressure point on me and then beat me for I don't know how long
and..."

 Doctor Tofu reaches over and touches my shoulder lightly.  A strong
sense of panic wells up in me and I try to stop it, stem the fear...to
no avail.  

 Suddenly all I can see, all I can feel is his hand on me.

 Touching me.  

 I scream and try to back away. 

 Try to run.  

 But his hand is holding me tight.

 Holding.

 Hurting.

 I scream again, in pain this time.  A slap rings across my mouth and
I feel myself getting more and more scared the pain won't stop it
won't go away...

 Another pain, a sharp pain, erupts in my arm.

 A small pain, very thin, but hurting a lot.

 The world slowly fades away, and all I'm left with is a sense of
tiredness.  I'm tired.  I let this new feeling wash over me and I slip
into unconsciousness.

*****

 I faintly feel a hand...no a couple fingers...roaming around my back,
touching here, poking there.  The fingers retreat for a second, and I
hope that I can open my eyes again...I held them shut for so long...so
hard.  I mentally check my body, feeling each and every part...I still
can't get rid of the feeling that something's missing.  I already know
it's missing, I just have to get over it, now.  A tear trickles down
my cheek as I remember that not too long ago, I was a male.  I was a
male pervert.  I quickly brush away my feelings of regret for allowing
Father to make me jump in that pool.

 I should be happy, I should...

 "Ranma?" a voice calls.  I don't know who it is...I'm afraid that
Father sold me to a pimp or something...

 "Ranma?"  a second voice calls, more insistent, more pleading.  A
female voice.  I slowly open my eyes...to see...

 Memories rush back to me, and I try to hold them back, try to keep
them from flooding me with fear.  Surprisingly, the fear recedes a
little at my pushing.

 Kasumi is standing over to my left, Doctor Tofu on my right.  
Kasumi is looking at me as if I'll flip out at any second.  For some
reason, I don't blame her.  I feel that I should be flipping out as
well. 

 "Ranma?"  she calls again.  She looks at me with a compassion that I
had all but forgotten.  Mother was the last person to look at me like
that.

 "Yes?" I ask, trying to keep Father's last order to me out of my
mind.

 "Are you okay?"  Kasumi no longer looks like I'll flip out...more
like she's scared, or surprised? about something.  I follow her gaze
down to my hand.  my hand is clenched in a tight fist.  I slowly
unclench my hand, gasping at the pain from the blood starting to flow
again.  Then it hits me, I felt only a little pain.  I quickly, and 
surprisedly, run my hands down my front, absently noting that my 
shirt is still on.  I only feel the light touch that I should feel 
from my hands, not the heavy touch that I had been feeling since last 
night.

 I look up, gratefully, to thank Doctor Tofu, when I see him turning
away, "It looks like my job was an easy one, this time.  The welts
should be gone in a week, your skin will be as pure as before." Kasumi
is the only one that sees my face fall.  Doctor Tofu continues, "You
are an exceptional fighter, Ranma.  I'd say that the only thing
keeping you back from being the best is that you've had very little
training.  I'll see you later, Ka...Kasumi."  He then starts giggling
and runs off with his skeleton.

 Kasumi holds out her hand to me.  I stand up and gingerly take 
Kasumi's hand. She gently starts to lead me back home.

 I ask Kasumi, "Kasumi?  Why did Doctor Tofu say that I'm a good
fighter?"  I absently run my hand through my hair.

 Kasumi stops for a second, turns to me, and says, "Ranma, don't you
remember fighting?  Doctor Tofu had to fight with you to settle you
down enough to sedate you.  I was afraid you'd attack and maybe hurt
him."  I start, realising that I did not know that I was fighting
someone when I was flipping out.  Kasumi starts walking again, "Ranma,
I want you to learn to control yourself.  Maybe you could ask
Father..."  She stops talking when sne notices me shivering, "What's
wrong?" she asks.

 Still shivering, I say, "No guys...please...not your father..."  I
feel my fear gathering again.  I push against the fear, and it
retreats a little.  Too little.

 Kasumi nods, "I understand.  You are afraid of boys now. Maybe 
Akane?"  My fear retreats a little more at her new uggestion, so I
nod, reluctantly.  The rest of the walk home was made in silence.

*****

 Thus ends the first episode of Happi's Legacy.  Pretty dark at the
beginning, no?

 I don't know, did I portray the flipping out very well?  Anyway,
please comment, you know it helps my writing...:)

 I await the flames!  (With this story, it's a fact of life...:)
Shadow Dancer
http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Towers/6418
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*****
Imagination is a Pegasus,
Wild and free,
Never to be tethered,
Tamed by you or me.
    (C)1997, Shadow Dancer.