From: krim@cunixf.cc.columbia.edu (KAL Rim)
Subject: New Ranma 1/2 Fanfic
Keywords: Bear with me
Reply-To: krim@cunixf.cc.columbia.edu (KAL Rim)
Organization: Columbia University Center for Computing Activities
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1993 21:03:29 GMT

This is sort of an experiment.  It's going to star the cast of Ranma 1/2
but I'm planning on a lot of cameo appearances.  One thing different about
it is that it's going to be a bit more grim and serious than the usual, but
with a more adventure type plot.  Yes this may be a first.  Yet it still
will have it humorous points.

Another thing is that I may seriously damage continunity here, but since
this is a fan fiction, I don't care!  :-)  As for why I'm doing it, once
you start writing fan fiction, you just can't stop!

I'm also writing in story format instead of script format.
I never did this before so things might appear a bit rough.
But please bear with me and read it to the end.
Hope you guys like it.

			Preview

	A couple are seen walking together in the streets.  It's night time and
the two have just left school, staying late together to do some extra work.
They walk side by side with loving looks on their faces.  There is a light
snow drift covering the city.  The young man looks at his girlfriend and is
amazed how beautiful she looks in the snow and moonlight.  Typical of all young
Japanese girls (well in all the tv shows he always watched) she was slender
yet you couldn't call her skinny.  She wasn't exactly buxom but she
definitely had the shapely form of a young girl about to enter womanhood.
She had long flowing rich dark hair all the way down to her back.  The most
attractive thing he found about her face, it was just set in the perfect
mixture of a pretty yet still cute face.  Her smile was so dazzling and
whenever he saw it his knees just buckled.  She even smelled wonderful,
with or without perfume, it was as if she just had a natural fragrance that
just released freshness.  But the thing he loved about her the most was her
voice.  Every time she talked it was as if a little twinkle of a chorus was
playing.  He could listen to her just talk for hours and days, it didn't
matter what she was talking about, it could have been the most boring thing
in the world.  It didn't matter, whenever she spoke he was just enraptured
by her melodious voice.  It was a good thing she was a good student, if not
he might have flunked out of school.
	 Don't get him wrong, he wasn't a pervert.  Or at least he didn't
think of himself as one.  When he was with this girl he just felt as if he
was in love, not in lust.  She was the type of girl that inspired love and
relationship, not just some cheap physical one-shot attraction.  Someday
she was going to be his wife.  "Oh", she said in a voice that silk would
have envied, "tonight is just so beautiful!"  "Yes, it is", he agreed and
drew his arm around her.  Her body trembled at his touch.  He allowed
himself a smile.  And then she slapped him in the face. 

	"Honestly!", the girl said sharply.  "You just had to ruin a nice
	evening between two friends didn't you?!"  
The boy picked himself up, the slap actually knocked him down.
"But.. But..", he mumbled out.
	"You know every one said you were a playboy.  Oh sure you'd play it
	really cool as if you're so innocent.  But then you'd hit on
	every girl that would help you study.  Well forget it, I'm not
	falling for it.  You can walk yourself home."  With that she moved
	further up by herself.
	"This is what I get for being nice", she mumbled to herself.

"But.. But..", was all he could get out.  Rats!, he thought.  He always
blew it.  But he did really like her.  The other study-partners meant
nothing to him!  If only he could make her see.  If only he could make her
see that they were meant for each other.  It was written in the stars.  And
she was going to be his wife after all, all he had to do was get enough
nerve to ask her.  He was so exhilerated at that thought.  One day she
would be his, Oh yes! she would be his.  One way or another.  Or so he
hoped.  He was willing to do anything for it.  Boy, he hoped he wasn't
as desperate as he sounded.

	Suddenly there was a scream.  It sounded like his young wife-to-be.
but instead of her normally sweet musical voice, it was more like a badly
off-key note.  He immediately leaped up and checked for the source of the
distress.  Once he was sure he found it, he then contemplated whether he
should leap to the rescue or run for reinforcements.  After all if it was
something SHE was afraid of, then he couldn't be much help.  He may be in
love, but he wasn't stupid, he told himself proudly. 

	"Is this your girl?", a voice from the darkness asked.  It was a
whispery eerie voice which chilled him to the bone.  "Come and get her,
she's still alive... and very warm", the voice continued to mock.  "Or, if
you wish not to die a futile heroic death you may run for your life."  Then
the voice broke off into a sinister laughter.  Adrenaline pumped through
the boy.  He made up his mind to go for it no matter how stupid it was.
He took a deep breath and turned and ran off with his tail between his legs.
The bearer of the voice stared at him running off in the distance.  "What a
fool", the voice commented.  "Together they may have had a chance, a slim
one, but one nevertheless.  Did he really think I would let him get away to
alert anyone else?"  First he would capture the fool, yes it would be a
pleasurable game of cat and mouse, he thought.  And then he would enjoy his
spoils.  The girl was only unconscious, he didn't have time to have her
yet.  But after he dealt with her "boyfriend" he would take his painstaking
time with her.  Oh Gosh!  He just loved being a bad guy!  But now the hunt
begins.  He left out a loud long blood currtling nauseating sterotypical
bad-guy laugh and began the chase.

[ A symphony suddenly starts up while a chase BGM begins.
  The words: "Presenting another Fan Fiction..." flash ]

A white cloaked figure steps out of the shadows and starts chasing a boy.
The boy is frightened silly and stumples as he tries to escape his attacker.

[ The music reaches a crescendo and the words:

			RANMA 1/2 :

			THE DARKER HALF

			NEW LONG-STORY-LIKE FORMAT
  slide onto the screen ]

The white drabbed fellow easily catches up to the fleeing boy.  He grabs
the boy's leg and throws him against a wall that conviently sprung up.
Slowly he walks up to the trembling form of the boy.
"Did you really think I'd give you a chance to run away?  How stupid do you
 think I am?", he asked in his deep gluttoral voice.
	"Uh, is that a trick question?", the boy asked timidly.  In
response his assailant lets out a snarl, when he opened his mouth we
clearly see his long fangs.  The boy starts freaking.
	"Mommy!!!!"
"I should warn you.  This is going to hurt a lot..."

[ Scene freezes again and the words: "
	Original story by Karl Rim.
	Semi-original plot by Karl Rim.
	New character designs by Karl Rim."
appear]

The white cloaked fiend was preparing to take a bite out of the Big-shot
boy.  "Please, you don't want me!  I taste aweful!  I treat my body really
badly,
 nothing but fat and cholesterol!  I haven't even bathed for two days!"
But the cries of the victim are ignored and the demon/monster/alien,
(technically they're all the same thing) prepared to feast.

[ More words appear: "
	Various pre-appearing anime characters recycled
	Credit hasn't been properly alloted due to the writer's
	inability to write and remember Japanese names

	Mark of Smileyface approved :-)	
" ]

Suddenly a fan comes out of nowhere and whips into the white clad figure's
neck.  He lets out a cry of pain.  This was the type of cry that was just
loud enough let you know that he was hurt and mad but not too hurt to let
you know he was worried about losing.  The would-be-victim sees his chance
and runs off.
	"Looks like we found another stray one, Lover", exclaims a
	  young girl wearing a white kimono.
	"I'm tired tonight, let's quickly send him back into the darkness."
A tall fellow in blue whips onto the scene.

The twosome link hands and cast the spell binding the monster into his
abyssmal prison.  The monster resists of course but to no avail.  It
screams and hollers and rips off it's outer form.  What was thought to be a
humanoid monster turned out to be some long scaly reptile-like monster.

"You know Akane, you really shouldn't be watching this stuff"

		*	*	*	*
"Ranma!", screamed Akane, a little more loudly than she meant to.  She was
so enraptured with the TV she didn't notice Ranma coming up behind her.
	"Sorry, Akane I didn't mean to scare you.", replied Ranma.
"I wasn't scared!"
	"Well you sure screamed loud enough.  Besides, you really shouldn't
	be into weird shows like that, Akane." 
"Miyu is not weird!  It's a sad romantic story"
	"You mean a sappy story with a gimmick to scare young girls into
	 hugging their boyfriends"
"I said I was not scared!"
	"Well you sure were trembling enough when I saw you.
	I mean, it's not even believable!  They have to have this thing
	called a Shima: both God and Demon, whatever that means.
	They just can't have an ordinary vampire afraid of sunlight,
	garlic and religious symbols.  Oh No, they just have to get fancy
	and make up some big storyline.  At least they could make it a
	little bit more interesting, with more fight scenes..."
"Ranma... You're too noisy!  I'm trying to watch the show..."
	"Why, as if you can't guess the ending already.  A Shima goes
	around killing innocent people.  Miyu spends the first 20 minutes
	tracking it down as it kills even more people.  They fight for 4
	minutes.  In the end she links up with her Lover-boy and banishes
	it to the darkness.  Last 5 minutes some one makes some corny
	philosophical remark... OOF!"
Out of patience Akane has just thrown a cushion in Ranma's face.
"I said Shut-up!  I'm trying to listen."

"Remember", a voice from the TV says, "some times you must face your
 darker half that you fear the most to overcome a greater evil."

	"What did I tell you!", yelled out Ranma.
Akane then picked up the couch and slammed it down on Ranma's head.
"What did *I* tell *you!*", responded Akane.

		*	*	*	*	*

	In a familiar street scene a blue cloaked man is investigating
some blood stains on the new snow.  He bends down and seems to sniff at the
blood.  
	"Hmm.  Fresh too.  They're getting bolder.
	 Do they really think they can hide from me with such carelessness?
	 They will pay for their arrogance.  Innocent lives will be Avenged!
	 Vengeance shall be served!"

The man raised his fist high in the air as he makes his pledge.
At that time the night-time shoppers have started coming out.
"Who is that?...."
"I don't know...."
"Is he some kind of wild-man?..."
"No, I don't think he's the village idiot...."
"Maybe we should call the authorities...."
"Murmur....Murmur...."

		*	*	*	*	*

	Gosunkugi was happy.  This might not seem unusual for some one to
be happy but this was one boy who was usually in utter despair.  So what
could bring him out of his misery and make him happy?  Only the love of
the girl he desired the most.  Akane Tendo.  To him she was the most nicest
and prettiest girl he had ever met.  Whenever she would smile at him his
heart just melted.  He knew she could love him if he was just given a chance.
If only that Ranma guy wasn't in the way she might actually be able to return
his love.  Since he was relatively a week guy, and Ranma was very strong,
most people may have given up all hope.  But one thing he learned was that
there are always strong people in the world.  The trick was to let them
beat each other up leaving him free to grab the prize, Akane!  One day she
would be his, Oh Yes!  She would be his.
	To accomplish this goal he usually he resorted to inane magical
rites which never worked.  But since that was all he really had, he had no
other alternative.  Occassionally Kunou would actually do his work for him
but that was rare.  Kunou could only get beat up every so often despite
what he liked to think.  But today was different.  He got a real genuine
summonings kit for only 10,000 yen.  How did he know it was real?  Well
today he got lost on the way home and ran into a store selling magical
items that he never saw before.  Since he never encountered it on his way
before it must have appeared by magic!  He's seen all the movies and manga.
A magical store would appear to aid those with a true heart.  Then a
magical entity would appear and give him anything he desired.  Hmm, maybe
this magical helper would even be female and really cute, and then maybe...
No No No!  His only desire was Akane Tendo.  Gosunkugi knew all he had to
do was summon a strong spirit to defeat Saotome Ranma and then Akane would
be all his!  As he drew the protective pentagram (one could never be too
careful) on the floor and prepared himself for a summonings.  Then just
before he began he wrote his last will and testament.  One could never be
too sure.
	Poor Gosunkugi, little did he know that he would be setting in
motions things beyond his control.  He was doomed to failure.  If only he
saw the large "Grand Opening" sign on top of the store.  He would do
anything to win Akane.  Anything.


		*	*	*	*	*

	In a far away and unknown place (well maybe not that far away since
we don't know the exact location, heck it could be your neighbor! Ahem Ahem
well back to the story) a dark and sinister meeting was being held. A group of
figures, all wearing dark robes to match the dark room and the dark rite,
were seated in a circle.   They were in the middle of their own summonings
ritual.  Preparations took days and they have been chanting for hours.
They were also dark in spirits.

"How much longer do we have to do this?", one asked.
	"Until it works", another whispered back.
"And why is this place so dark anyway?", a third silently complained.
	"Because our illustrious leader forgot to pay the electric bill."
"I'm hungry!", yet a forth quietly exclaimed.
	"Will you guys keep it down, and get back to chanting!", their
	leader nearly screamed.
	"If we mess this up, we're going to have to start all over..."
	"...Again!"
"This is stupid!", one figure yelled out.  He got up and tossed his hood
and cloak on to the floor. 
"This cloak is too hot and this lousy communication ceremony isn't working!"
	"Look you want to take this up with the boss?
	 The last person who complained became the new wall decoration"
"The whole point IS trying to take it up with the boss.  But we can't
 because we're too busy trying to make contact.  I mean if the boss is so
powerful then why isn't communication just a snap  of a couple of fingers..."

"HELLO ALL", a loud voice boomed into the room.  The voice seemed to be
coming from every where.
	"It's the boss!", the men screamed.
"YES IT'S ME."
	"Uh, welcome boss, it's been a while", one of the men nervously
	exclaimed.  
"BE QUIET.  I DIDN'T COME TO EXCHANGE PLEASANTRIES.
 DON'T SPEAK UNTIL YOU'VE BEEN SPOKEN TO"
	"Right boss..."
"I THOUGHT I SAID...."
	"Uh, sorry boss!  I mean...!", he spat out.  He was going to get it
	now, he was only burying himself deeper with every apology.
"SIGH!  NEVER MIND.  NOW TO BUSINESS.  WE NEED TO SECURE ANOTHER
 BASE OF OPERATIONS.  MY EMPIRE IS EXPANDING AND WE NEED TO MAKE OUR PLANS
 BIGGER!  I WANT A NEW NEXUS AREA OF POWER IMMEDIATELY.  MAKE SURE IT HAS
 A SUPPLY OF STRONG WARRIORS FOR RECRUITING"
	"We'll get right on it, boss"
"GOOD.  ANYTHING ELSE?"
	"Well, do you mind toning it down a little boss?
	 I mean we can all hear you fine, but the neighbors might
	 start getting curious."
"WHAT?!  OH SURE, GIVE ME A SEC.  JUST GOT TO FIND THE VOLUME SWITCH.
 There, how's that?"
	"Perfect, boss."
"Of course!  Now if there is no further business..."
	"None boss"
"Good.  Then who was the one that was complaining about my limited powers?" 
	"HIM!", all the other men pointed their fingeres at a sole solitary
	figure.

	"Gee, thanks a lot guys", he said sardonically.
"Well for your information, I can so set up communication like that <snap!>"
	"Well, then, why didn't you do that before?!", he demanded.
	"Instead of making us wait for hours!  We are your trusted
	followers!  We have followed you through thick and thin!
	I would think we would expect a little graditude."

	Luckily for him he had still had a friend to defend him.
	"What he meant was: Oh, dear merciful Leader, did you find it
	necessary to test your most unworthy followers?
	If so we truly understand", his friend blubbered.

"I just wanted to see how devoted you guys were.", came the response.
"AND if if any one had any guts",
	"Huh?", her followers droned.
"I like those who have spirit and a little spunk.
	"Then you're not angry?", the singled out man asked.
"Well... may be just a little.  No one likes a discontented army but
 sometimes it's better to have someone with some brains then a bunch of
 mindless wimps.
 Look, here's another trick I can do with just snapping my fingers <snap!>"  

With that little sound, a loud snap of light crackled into existance.  The
light popped down and sped straight down like a lightening bolt.  In fact
it was a lightening bolt!  It circled around the astonished men and impaled
itself in one of the men's arms.  Three guesses which guy.  In a single
instance it struck his left arm and transformed it into a charred lump.
His cries of anguish echoed out into the chamber.

"However", the leader's voice flared into pure venom.  "There is a fine
line seperating zeal and open defiance.  Guess who crossed it?  
I will not tolerate such behavior in the future.  Understood?!"
	"Yes, boss", the man replied weakly, clutching his injured arm.
	"Didn't hurt a bit", he rattled through clenched teeth.
"You know, I kind of like you.  Guess what, I'm going to promote you.
 I was looking for to head this new expedition.
 I think you've got what it takes to lead these ya-hoos."
	"You are too kind", he managed to let out.
"Good, now start phase II"
	"Uh, boss...?", the present leader of the group timidly asked.
"Oh right.  Someone call the healer for him"
	"He IS the healer", he replied sadly.

		*	*	*	*	*

	From a far land there is a lone solitary figure, wearing an old cloak,
sitting and meditating.  Suddenly his head snaps up.  He seems to be in
pain but then slowly relaxes.  
	"Yet another one.  A great evil is rising.
	Justice will not wait.	I am called... again."

The figure picks himself up  and dusts off a large stone block with some
rune carvings on it.  He then puts some straps around it and carries it on
his back.  He gathers up a few belongings as well.  His journey begins.

		*	*	*	*

	Gosunkugi had been chanting for hours.  It didn't seem to be
working.  Well the thing was he couldn't read the manuscript since the
writing was so faded.  Despite the fact it was also in english, he made it
up a summonings chant as best as he could from the parts that he could
read.  But no matter what happens he was safe in his pentagram.
	Suddenly a flare jumped out in front of Gosunkugi!  The flare grew
bigger and bigger until it become the size of a door.  And like a door two
figures stepped out.

	"Ohhh, I *hate* teleporting, makes me sick", said one figure
wearing a green coat.
"Oh quick complaining.  We're here aren't we?  Better than flying or
running any day", said the other man who was wearing a purple suit with a
purple coat.
"Are you summoned spirits?", asked Gosunkugi, not quite believing he
managed to summon not one, but two beings.  Too bad they weren't very cute.
	"Hmm, is this the place?", asked the one in green.
	"Yeah, apparently there's supposed to be a good potential for
	power and troops here.  Hey look a kid!", said the one in purple.
"I am Gosunkugi.  I am your master.  I have summoned you here", Gosunkugi
said, mustering as much bluster as he could.
	"Is this kid for real?", Green asked dryly.
	"Quiet, let me handle it.  And he can't be stupid.  He's got a
	protective pentagram."
"I repeat, I am your master, Gosunkugi.  If you wish to return to your
 home dimension, you must bargin with me!".  Well that was assuming  he
could even send them back.  He wasn't sure how he even got them here.
Maybe by reading the encantations backward?
	"Oh great, master!  (Quiet GC!)", purple said in a deceptive voice.
	"You truly have us at a disadvantage.  Might we ask of what
	 area of Japan you have imprisoned us in?"
"I have called you to the city of Furinkan!"
	"Furinkan?  Then this is the right place.  Glad to know that
	the teleporter hasn't lost it yet", mumbled Green.
	"Will you please shut-up!", whispered Purple.
"Wait, how did you know we're in Japan?"
	"You blew it", Green complained.
	"Shaddap!  Uh, well you see, master...
	 We're uh, really popular spirits.  We're summoned all over by
	 Japanese wizards...", Purple explained hesitently.
	"Um, uh, yeah, that's the ticket, yeah!", mocked Green.
"Good!  I have need of strong and experienced spirits", Gosunkugi said.
He was very pleased that he managed to nab such flexible fellows.
	"Maybe he's not as smart as I thought", Purple considered thoughtfully.
"Now for your task:  I want you to defeat the man known as Saotome Ranma!",
 demanded Gosunkugi.  You know, it was really easy to get into the absolute
master role when you got gave it a little time.
	"Is he a strong warrior?"
"Alas yes"
	"Pay dirt!", Purple whispered-yelled.
	"Now all we have to do is lose this kid.", Green whispered back.
	"No, if we kill him we may be losing a valuable source of
	information.  We still know nothing about this place and it's
	defense levels.", explained Purple
	"We can handle anything", Green yawned.
	"Then why don't you step outside to see what time it is?"
	"Alright you got me there.  Well in any case he's still protected
	 by that lousy pentagram.  Only our most powerful attacks will
	 penetrate." 
	"And they'll also kill him.  No let me handle this.", Purple whispered.
	"Dear Boy.  We have no intention of doing that.", Purple smiled his
	evil grin, the one that would really unnerve the inexperienced
	novice types, like Gosunkugi.  Yep, it seemed to be working.
	Gosunkugi was already sweating like a pig.
"What?!", exclaimed Gosunkugi worriedly.  Was he really sure he got the
	defenses right?
"But you can't!  I'm your master!"
	"Master?!  Snort!  You couldn't even stop us from tearing you limb
	from limb", said Green as he advanced on Gosunkugi.
"W...Wait!  You can't approach me past the pentagram!"
	"Pentagram!?  You sure are a novice aren't you?	 Any real
	 experienced spiritualist would tell you that it's a Pentagon!"
"Really?"
	"C'mon, the essence of magic is in it's simplicity and power.
	 Look at the US, do you know why they're so strong militarily?"
"Their nuclear war-heads?"
	"No... well mabye...  Anyway the real reason they're so strong
	 is that their military headquarters is the Pentagon!"
"You're right!  That makes sense.  Wait!  Wait", Gosunkugi desperately bent
down and started erasing his badly drawn pentagram and quickly started
drawing a pentagon over it.
"Uh, how many sides?"
	"Five"
"Thanks!"
	"They have to be completely even or the spell doesn't work"
"Thanks again!"
	"No problem"
	"You are *good*", beamed Green admiringly.
	"Yeah, aren't I?", gloated Purple.
	"C'mon lets get him."
Green roughly grabbed Gosunkugi by the neck.
"Urk!  Wait!  I'm not finished yet!"
	"Oh yes you are", purred Green.
	"Don't kill him.  We need him as an agent", Purple warned.
	"Trust me, I have my own tricks up my sleeve."

Green gave a wink and locked his eyes on Gosunkugi's.  Gosunkugi took one
look at his eyes and suddenly all sense of resistance faded away.  He saw
in his eyes a primal force that screamed: Give up! over and over again.
When he even considered about disobeying they started yelling: Die!  Die!
Gosunkugi tried to resist but he was no match for his powers.  Green raised
his right hand on top of the left side of Gosunkugi's face.
	"Be at peace.  Be at rest.  Do not fight me, else I will harm you.
	 Our minds shall become as one.  What you know I shall know.
	What I know only I shall know.
	We are together as one: Master and slave.
"Our minds are one, Master", drummed Gosunkugi vacantly.
	"I think you've been watching too much star trek", Purple said sourly.
	"Live long, Prosper and stick it"

		*	*	*	*	*
In another area, the absolute leader of the invaing force, was in
conference with his elite officers. 
The current official was presenting the newest conditions of the advance.

"All goes in readiness, your grace.", the official declared.  His voice was
a monochrome buzz, as if the voice was hundreds of years old, lacking
almost any emotion whatsoever.
	"Excellent.  Are all the forces in place?", the leader asked.
"Yes they are.  Lately all our agents have infiltrated major cities in the
 country.  With the new power base centered in this town known as
 Furinkan, our power nexus will be complete.  Japan will be yours"
	"Very Good.  And then we can move across the world...
	 Just how did you find this new base-city?"
"We traced a weak mystic signal.  Amazingly it was just what we were
 looking for.   Agents Purple Coat and Green Coat are already there and
 have started building operations and subjugating the local populace."
	"What about man-power?"
"This town seems to be ripe in supernatural power.  It seems to be a
 natural magnet attracting many spectres and beings.  In addition there is a
 fine cadre of experienced troops to be recruited. 

In the center of the room a large rectangular light suddenly blinks in.
It then cools down into the form of a smooth mirror.  In it several forms
appear.  First Ranma, then Ryouga, Mousse, Kunou, and a couple of others
including Genma, Soun, Dr. Tofu and Mikado.

	"Hmmm.  Very nice.", the leader murmurred.
	"What else?"

"Well there also seems to be a very nice selection of possible *extensions* ".

Again the rectangular mirror shimmered.  This time images of Akane, Ukyou,
Kodachi and Shampoo and a few more girls such as Azusa appear.

	"VERY Nice..."
	"What about the local constables?", the leader asked.
"Yes.  That is the beauty of it.  There seems to be none."
	"What?!  Explain."
"Well, we're still not too sure about it yet.  But there hasn't been a 
 single sighting of law enforcement in years.  Suprisingly crime hasn't
 run rampant except for some occurances of panty raids.  We think it might
 be due to the high number of perverts in the city.  We're still
 investigating it."
	"Hmm.. I don't like it.  Take extra precautions.  My plans are
	too important to be upset by any random factors.
	Anything else?"
"Actually yes.  There seems to be a slight problem.  Actually two special
 cases." 

	The magic mirror shimmered yet again and two small figures now
dominated the plane.
	"Them!", gasped the leader.
"Yes, your grace.  But don't worry too much.  Despite possible
 confrontations, we have already deployed special task force plans to
 neautralize the targets.  They will not interfere. 
 The power is ours.  No one can stop us, no one"
	"No, there is still one who could ruin our plans"
"The renegade?  Surely we can handle him, he is only one and.."
	"No not him.  We are now too strong for him to stop us.
	 Besides last time I checked he was fighting the local
	 constables in another town.  He was always an idealistic fool.
	 Actually I was thinking about the wandering one"
"That wandering one?  We don't fit his specific parameters.
 He's the stuff of ledgends, he hasn't been sited for....
	"I know, I know, but he is real.  We even clashed a very long time ago.
	I was still a young world-conqueror.  I doubt he even remembers me.
	I was just small potatos to him, he never took me seriously.
	But our plans are becoming much too big for even him to ignore.
	He will seek us out, and when he does, we best be prepared"  
"Very good, your grace."

		*	*	*	*

In the distace, a lone figure is seen trudging mile after mile.  Nothing
will stop him.  He would reach his destination without fail.  It is his
destiny and duty.  He will fight his dark foe again.  It is written in the
stars. 

		*	*	*	*

	In another town nowhere near Furinkan, in a college class,
two students notice their bracelets lighting up.
"Kay-kun!  Did you get the signal?", a young but very attractive girl asked
a somewhat slow witted but comely young man.
	"Yes I did, Aih", the one known as Kay responded.
"Then you know what this means.  We've been called to duty and ..."
	"..and we get to cut school!", exclaimed Kay.
"Fool!  It means that we have a possible assignment.  And that means it's
dangerous.", Aih chastised.
	"Oh yeah, that's right.  They wouldn't call us if it wasn't."
"They only call us if it's something that the regular forces couldn't handle.
 Something para-normal"
	"Sounds like trouble"
"It's always trouble.  C'mon, we better head for debriefing"
	"Sigh!  And midterms begin in two weeks.  When are we going to
	prepare?" 
"Don't worry about.  Maybe you won't come back from this one", Aih joked.
		*	*	*	*	*

	A figure is crawling through a desert.  He slows down several times
but he never completely stops.  No, he is too determined.  Onward he will
go.  He will never give up on his quest.  Hours later he is still seen
continuining.  Finally he stops and bends down to catch his breath.  He
looks up to the skys as if challenging them.  In a loud bellow he screams:
"Does anyone know the way to the Tendo Dojo?!!"
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This is end of Part 1.  Please send the usual comments such as:
1 - Did you hate/like it?  Should I continue or work on something else?
2 - The new story-like format was good/stunk.
    Get back to writing in script format?  Or you don't care.
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4 - This and that was good/bad...