This Fic is Dedicated to Alan  Harnum. I just wish
these fumbling attempts at Fan-fiction I make, were
half as good as yours.
 
Evil waking.

Chapter one:  dreams.

	The room was lightless. But that didn't matter. He
didn't need light now to see. The air had a heavy
scent of blood in it, so much it hung like humidity.
The dark figures, moved with unatural grace, they
hovered over him like the hallinations you see in a
half second after little sleep. They touched him,
Their faces were shrouded but he felt their naked
fingers upon him, burning, but icy smooth as silk,
seemless and more senoual then anything he had
remembered. They were removing the putrid rags he had
considered clothing, bathing him. Talking in scraping
whispers, in a langugue he didn't understand.

~~~~~~
	The sun as bright and high in the perfect cloudless
Tokoyo sky. It shone down on the houses and people.
The woman smiled and made breakfast. She could hear
her two boys, bounding down the stairs. She didn't
look up, when she hearrd the door open.
"If you're going to play outside," She called. 
"Mind your little brother now, and come to breakfast
when I call."

"Yes mother." Came the reponse. She heard the door
behind them.

~~~~~
	His arms were soothing, he was always theree for her.
She'd twine her fingers through his hair and he'd
smile. He was so warm, so close. His fingers traileed
over her cheek.
  "I love you Kodachi, There had never been anyone
else." Ranma said.
 She was happy in that moment, that seemed to stretch
on forever. She could gaze into his eyes. They could
be together here living in a the blink of an eye.

~~~~
	The black robed figures. Guided him over to a bare
wooden table. They laid him down. Their melting smooth
touch weavng over his body. 
A was harsh metal clang, it jarred him. He looked down
his ankles were bond, so were so were his wrists. Why
weree they doing that? What was going on?
~~~~~
	She looked outside the window, her two boys we're
playing catch,with a ball. Breakfast would be ready
soon. It had a few mintues to cook. She stepped
outside, and leaned in the doorframe watching them
play. Big brother and little brother so happy
together. The birds we're chirping. The older one,
threw the ball high, it bounced over the younger
brother's head and rolled into the street. The little
boy looked at the ball and ran to retrive it.
 She shivered slightly what was that cold wind
blowing?	
~~~~~~~~~
	Ranma kissed heer a long deep, pasionate kisss.
Koddachi could feel it radiate through her body.
She opened her eyes and she saw it the ban of darkness
on the creeping along slowly, more and more of the
ground is consumed in darkness.

~~~~~~~
	There was some cue and they began, ripping his skin
from his body, he was begig flayed alive. The horrible
stingng, the wretched pure, purging pain he felt
allover. He cried out, weeping and screaming, he saw
his blood pour out. It would only stop when he died of
it, but he was already dead. His skin regrew, as soon
they peeled it away, and their hungry fingers were
back, riping it away again. Then he saw the perfect,
sexless face pale, calm, staring at him with half
lidded eyes. The real pain was about to begin.

	Ranma felt a tug on his sleeve, he lifted his head
from the futon blearly. It was still dark out. 

"Daddy, I had a bad dream..."  He opened his eyes.
There stood his four year old daugther Ayame, in her
white nightgown, brown eyes glistening with tears,
black hair still in little pigtails.
"Ayame-chan, do you have any idea what time it is?" He
muttered.

"But Daddy I had a bad dream."



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