Sigh... I just upgraded to a new computer, and have
yet to be able to transfer my story files from my old one
to this one, which means that all of the previous fics that
I have writen are currently unavailable to me until this
problem is solved (a hardware problem, as the A-drive on
old system is totally non functional).

While I am waiting for a friend of mine to help me out with
this problem, I thought that I would start yet another story...

A short teaser by Tangent

     I suppose that Ranma... could have... gone on,
had he been willing to live with just turning into a girl upon
contact with cold water. But who could blame him, really?
After all, he had been raised since early childhood to be a
"man among men", whatever the hell that meant. If you were
suddenly cursed to become the physical opposite of what your
only parental guidance has raised you to be, wouldn't you jump
at a chance at a cure offered the very same day? Wouldn't you?
     It had seemed innocent enough to him at the time.
Instructions hidden in one of the books in the guide's hut were
straight foreword and easy to follow. Simply gather some of the
grasses growing in and around the spring which cursed you in the
first place, as well as some of the actual water. Use these to prepare
tea, of which a cup or two will be ingested, while the rest is poured
over you before it becomes cool. Be sure to do so while in your true
form so as to avoid locking yourself in your cursed form. The inherent
contradiction involved with becoming exposed to the heated cursed
water is supposed to strain the curse to the point that there would be a
one in six chance of it breaking.
     Well, something broke all right... For a moment or two,
nothing appeared to have happened, and Ranma allowed himself to
hope that the cure had taken effect. Then the pain set in. Do you know
what it feels like to have your skeleton slowly contract and reconfigure
itself while your muscles and tendons shift this way and that? Or how
about the all consuming agony of literally knowing where each and every
nerve ending in your body is, inside and out, as they too undergo the
same dramatic change. A change that seems to last forever, although
I'm told that it was still relatively quick, actually lasting only moments
longer that what would have been usual for the curse.
     Ranma Saotome died right then, whether he... I... knew it at the
time or not. I am... was... Ranma Saotome, heir to the Anything Goes
School of Martial Arts, Saotome Ryu. This is my story....

                                 Excerpted from the journals of Ranko
Saotome.

Comments, *Constructive* Criticism, Observations, Opinions,
and Ideas Welcome.

Flames will be used to barbeque Panda-steaks ala Genma...

^_^

Tangent


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