Gold Digger Fan Fiction / Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Grave's New Life ❯ Chapter 7
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By: Nanya 
Anime/Manga: Gold Digger Fan Fiction / Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Martial Arts / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.30.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 551 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gold Digger Fan Fiction / Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Martial Arts / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.30.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 551 | Status: Completed
Chapter 7: 6Grave's New Life
Part Six
Do I need a Disclaimer? Come on! I'm not the High Lord Fred Perry, nor am I Rumiko Takahashi-sama. How can I own Gold Digger or Ranma 1/2? I don't.
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Ranma-chan blinked as she read the scroll. "Okay. I guess I'm doing everything right."
"Um, Ranma? What are you doing?"
Ranma-chan blinked and turned her head as she looked at Grave, who was wearing blue pants and a white tank top. "Nothing much."
Grave looked at her incredulously. "Nothing much? You're standing upside down on a tree limb. I'd say that's more than nothing much."
"Well, you're upside down too you know. And you're floating in mid-air."
"Well, I'm using magic, you're not. What you're doing is just, well, weird, to me at least."
Ranma-chan shrugged. "It's some sort of Ninjitsu training technique. You use Ki, or Chakra as they call it, focus it at your feet, then match the tree's level of energy and then you should be able to walk up a tree and hang upside down for hours."
Grave sighed. "I suppose." The short Lycanthropoid had to admit, at least the last few days hadn't been so bad, compared to what it had been at camp immediately after she had admitted her feelings for the martial artist.
Shaking her head, Grave fought the urge to go and teleport away to cry by herself. That night had been the first one that she didn't sleep in the same bed as Ranma since she met him. Sure, they did nothing sexual, but the fact that Ranma held her every night just made it seem more intimate than sex ever could be.
Grave frowned mentally, that wasn't exactly true, the second night after they met she had tried to sleep by herself, but she had nightmares, scary ones, she didn't remember them much, save for the fact that they were terrifying. Being in the same bed, as Ranma seemed to chase the nightmares away, not that she would complain about that. She rather liked the martial artist.
Grave blinked as a hand waved in front of her face. "Um, Grave? You okay? You kinda spaced out for a moment there."
Grave sighed and looked at the redhead, oh how she wanted to hug her and kiss her and spend the rest of their life together, but it didn't seem as if it would happen. "Nothing much, just thinking."
Ranma-chan blinked. "About what?"
Grave shook her head, she hovered a bit closer to the redhead. "Just thinking about why my senses aren't as strong as they should be."
Ranma-chan shrugged. "Oh well."
Grave shook her head. "So, how long are you going to be training?"
"Um, not sure. I'm just going to read a bit on Ki, Chi and a bit more."
"A bit more?" Grave scratched her head; she didn't know what to make of that. "What do you mean a bit more?"
Ranma-chan looked at the scroll in her hands and then looked back at Grave. "Well, Grave, this scroll describes just how Ki and Chi works, not to mention some of its weaknesses."
"Weaknesses? Like what?"
"Well, emotional Ki is good if you need to learn how to use it, but it seems to have some serious drawbacks."
Grave tilted her head to the side a bit, biting her lower lip she asked. "What drawbacks?"
Ranma-chan shrugged. "Several, the biggest one is the fact that the more you use one single emotion, the stronger it becomes until it dominates your life."
Grave nodded. "That makes some sense."
"Yeah, well, it mentioned that all emotions have their flaws. Using confidence leads to arrogance and underestimation of one's opponent, determination just makes a person unwilling to change their views on anything, sadness and depression just makes a person want to quit living and commit suicide, anger makes a person go into a rage at the smallest thing, rage makes a person a cold-blooded killer, greed makes a person cowardly and only wanting to please themselves, while lust makes a person a complete pervert." [1]
Grave blinked and then started giggling lightly.
Ranma-chan scratched her head. "Um, what?"
"It's nothing, but, hee hee, I just had a, ha ha, thought of you being a complete, hee hee, pervert. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Grave had to hold on to her sides because she was laughing so darn hard.
Ranma-chan started laughing as well that was pretty funny. Unfortunately, the laughter disrupted her concentration and she fell out of the tree and onto the ground, headfirst.
Grave stopped laughing and floated down to where Ranma-chan was. "Ranma! Oh my god! Are you okay?"
Ranma-chan groaned as she got her head out of the ground. "Yeah, that tickled a little bit."
Grave goggled, which looked funny, as she was still upside down. "TICKLED?! You fell forty feet and landed on your head."
"I should've landed on my feet." Shaking her head, Ranma-chan sat up. "Um, Grave, you're still upside down."
Grave nodded and spun herself right side up. "No wonder I felt dizzy." Grave shook her head to get the blood flowing normally again.
Ranma-chan stretched her arms and sighed a bit. "How long has it been since I met you?"
Grave scratched her head a bit. "Um, I don't really know. I think about half a month, but that's it."
Ranma-chan nodded. "Yeah, okay. But, I've got to toughen and strengthen my body up."
"Um, why?"
Ranma-chan sighed. "The scroll also made mention of how gathering too much Ki or Chi can be lethal."
"Lethal?"
Ranma-chan nodded. "Yeah, normally I wouldn't give it too much thought, but the scroll said that building up your Ki and Chi reserves without building up your body at the same time can be lethal. If you charge too much Ki or Chi through your body and your body isn't capable of handling the energy, well, it wasn't too clear but."
"But?" Grave pressed, this was kind of interesting, maybe some of this stuff applied to magic as well.
Ranma-chan shook her head. "Well, it didn't say exactly, but the scroll said that gathering Ki or Chi is like filling up a bottle with water and if you fill up that bottle too fast, what happens?"
"It explodes." Grave blinked. "Wait a second! You mean that if your body can't handle the amount of Ki or Chi or whatever it's called, you'll explode and die?!"
Ranma-chan grimaced. "More than likely."
Grave shivered. "I wonder if magic is like that?"
Ranma-chan just shrugged.
(----)
Later that night Ranma, having been turned back to a guy by Grave's "Scalding Mist", was sitting in a tree thinking a bit. He had been here for a half month now and he didn't see much improvement on his abilities since he had gotten there. 'Sigh. I really need to go and do some serious training, but how?' He frowned; the best type of training was sparring against someone else.
Looking over to the tent he heard Grave whimper a bit and he winced. 'Dang it.' Sighing Ranma jumped out of the tree and went over to the tent, when he got inside he could tell she was sleeping, but she was shivering, and it wasn't that cold. 'Another nightmare.' He sighed again and walked over to her and lay down next to the small Lycanthropoid and hugged her. True, he was on the outside of the blankets, and she was underneath them, but the feeling of his body helped calm Grave down tremendously.
Grave whimpered unconsciously and snuggled up to the body that was near her. Ranma sighed as he felt her calm down a bit. Ranma couldn't explain it, but he definitely liked the girl that he was holding right now, well, actually, he could since Grave was his first friend in a long time. 'But, she said she loves me.' The pigtailed martial artist frowned. 'But, do I love her?' He sighed and shook his head. "I don't know."
He looked down as he felt something nuzzling his chest. He smiled a bit upon seeing Grave's face, being so relaxed she looked so peaceful. 'Like a kid sleeping.' He didn't think of Grave as a little kid, but rather the way she looked now, she looked like a little kid.
As Ranma looked at Grave, he couldn't help but admire her right eye stripe he had to wonder just how she had that. She had said something about a curse and some science that was the cause of it, but Ranma didn't really pay any attention to that.
Shaking his head, the pigtailed martial artist had to wonder just what she was dreaming about.
(----)
Inside Grave's head was a chaotic scene, first off, the area was completely shrouded by all different colors, mostly blue, black, red, and green swirling around and around in an unorganized way, there was also motes of white, pink, purple, and yellow in there as well. In the center of this was Grave, who was curled up into a ball and shivering.
"Leave me alone! Please! Just leave me alone!" The Lycanthropoid whimpered out as invisible blows racked her body. Grave had her eyes screwed together tightly as she could hear voices, cruel ones taunting her. "Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!"
Suddenly the colors merged together and Grave opened her eyes a bit to see that the colors had come together to create twisted versions of the people that she had met or knew before she had met Ranma.
The first figure that stepped forward was a mean and cruel version of Britanny Diggers. The image smirked cruelly at her. "Oh, you really think you're something don't you? Being the big, bad magic user. So what? Dad is a better magic user than you are. You're nothing widdle Gwave Digger. HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Grave screwed her eyes closed as tears fell down her face; this just caused more harsh words to flow out. "Aww, the little curse is crying, how sad." This was the voice of Gina Diggers. Even though Grave had her eyes closed, she could tell that the Gina in her mind smirked at her. "What a pathetic creature, she really doesn't deserve to live. After all, it was pure dumb luck and circumstances that let her be born in the first place."
Grave shivered, that was true, she had to bite back a scream as a powerful blow hit her in the chin, forcing her eyes to open as she flew backwards. Suddenly, her momentum stopped because she was grabbed from behind, her arms being put into an arm-lock. Grimacing, she looked over her shoulder and her eyes widened in fear as she saw Thabian, the Werewolf that helped Jetta nearly kill Britanny before she was born.
Thabian smirked, his teeth long fangs that were coated in what Grave could only describe as blood. Suddenly Grave felt a tremendous blow to her stomach, which would've caused her to double over had it not been for Thabian holding on to her.
Coughing Grave spit out some blood and raised her head, only to see Jetta, more muscular than ever before, her claws sharper and with glowing red eyes. She didn't get to contemplate on it any longer as a fist lashed out faster than what she ever could ever remember the Werewolf doing, smashing her in the gut, then a second one came, but this time it hit her in the face, then several blows were racked all over her body as not an inch was spared.
When Jetta was done, Thabian dropped Grave to the floor, where she started coughing and hacking up blood.
Trying to stand up, while taking in stuttery breaths that was excruciatingly painful due to the fact that she was swallowing blood as well, Grave placed her hands on her knees as she attempted to push herself up, only to get blasted back by something hot and cold.
Grave grunted painfully as she landed on her back, looking she saw Sheila and Gar as the two Jagweres smirked cruelly at her. The smaller of the two, which wasn't much, considering that she looked huge, muscular and demonic sneered at her. "Oh look, the pathetic being thinks she has a right to live." She just chuckled. "I don't think so."
Grave whimpered, her lower lip trembling as more and more harsh words came to her. Suddenly a shadow loomed over her, she didn't know whom it was, since she couldn't make out any features, but the figure drew a sword and sliced downwards.
(----)
Grave awoke with a gasp, her eyes wide, her breathing heavy; she was sweating profusely and trembling terribly. She sat up and rubbed her head as she tried to calm down. 'Only a dream, only a dream.' She then started crying softly since she knew it was true. 'They'll just kill me, I know it.'
Suddenly Ranma came in, he had stepped outside because he had heard a noise and wondered just what it was, when he got out there, he saw that it was just some squirrels running through the leaves.
He frowned upon seeing Grave look so frightened. "Grave?"
Breathing heavily and staring out at nothing, Grave turned to Ranma. "R- Ranma?"
Ranma nodded and the next thing he knew Grave was hugging him tightly, sobbing into his chest. His arms wrapped around her awkwardly, to him it was a bit awkward anyway, as Grave just buried her face into his chest and cried. "Grave?"
"Hold me!" The Lycanthropoid cried out. "Just hold me please?!" Ranma nodded, he didn't know what was going on, but he'd do his best to help his friend out.
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On Earth Brianna sighed a bit as she saw her sister Britanny try and strangle a Djinni named Madrid to death for hitting on her husband, fortunately, Strype was holding her back from doing so. Shaking her head, she got up and left the room.
Gina, a five-foot-ten inch blonde haired girl wearing blue jeans and a short-sleeved blue shirt, blinked upon seeing Brianna leave the room. "What the heck?"
She was going to go after her sister, something just wasn't right about the way that Brianna was acting so down. She was about to go after her sister when Madrid got in her face. "Gina, forget your sister for a moment and listen to what I have to tell you."
Gina mentally frowned, something was bugging her sister and she wanted to help, but she figured that listening to what Madrid had to tell her wouldn't hurt too much. Though she had to wonder about these Djinni, why the hell did they always wear so little? Since all Madrid had on was just purple pants and an open ring that barely covered the important bits of her breasts.
"Oh, all right, but make it quick. I've got something that I need to do."
Madrid nodded. "Very well."
With that, the Djinni started to speak to Gina about her problems.
(----)
Walking outside a bit Brianna sighed and looked to the sky. 'Everything, everything that happened was my fault. If I hadn't shown up, Gaja wouldn't have been killed, Seer's Hamlet wouldn't have been destroyed, my other half wouldn't be running around doing stuff that only God knows about.'
She sighed heavily and leaned back against the wall of the house, closing her eyes she rested a bit until she felt a hand on her shoulder, turning, she saw Gina there. "Hi Brianna."
Smiling lightly the Lycanthropoid answered her. "Hey sis."
"Something wrong? You seem out of it. I mean, ever since you, mom, Genn and Séance got back from Jade, you've been so depressed. What's wrong?"
Brianna sighed. "Nothing I really want to talk about. It's something that I have to deal with on my own."
Gina squeezed Brianna's shoulder. "Brianna, you don't need to take that attitude, Britanny, myself, Genn, Séance, Strype and Ryan are here to help you as well." Sighing the eldest Digger girl walked back into the house, but not before speaking one last time. "Brianna, if you need to talk to someone, I'm available."
Brianna frowned. "But, you're always working on your inventions or studying your research."
Gina shook her head. "I can always drop it if you need to talk. If you really need someone to talk to, there's always Genn and Dao."
"Thanks, I'll consider it."
Gina nodded and walked back into the house.
Brianna just shook her head. 'There's no way that you could understand sis, there's just no way.'
Preview of next chapter: "Sometimes life is just crazy. Heh, it's me Britanny Diggers. On the next chapter of Grave's New Life, something will happen. What it is, I don't know. You'll have to find out for yourself."
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[1] I have to thank Proteus for that explanation.
[2] Recently I found out that Ki and Chi are technically the same thing. However, I can't help but think of them as separate, since that was the first definition that I received. Ki, by my definition, is internal or "soul" physical energy. While Chi is, by my definition, external physical energy. Basically, Chi is drawing upon the power of the Earth and the energy of Nature. Although Chi in Gold Digger is an application of the Ethereal Stream. While Ki in Ranma 1/2 is "soul" energy.
[3] That nightmare that Grave had was because she is basically all of Brianna's doubts, fears, dreams, desires, ECT. given physical form. Now while I know that Grave Digger and Brianna Diggers are the same person, I can't help but think of them as two separate people.
[4] Someone once complained to me that Ranma was acting too OOC for his character pertaining to how he interacted with Grave. My answer is this, he's not acting too OOC, though he may just be a bit OOC. Ahem! Anyway, Ranma hasn't met Akane, and she hasn't punished him for being "perverted", and since Grave isn't punishing Ranma for accidental things and is being nice to him, Ranma is being a bit more honest about things, especially feelings. Which is doubly true as Genma and other people aren't there to make fun of him for showing emotional or physical weakness.
[5] In case you readers are wondering, I try and have a new fic, a new chapter to one of my existing fics, or a revised version of one of my fics out every two weeks.
Part Six
Do I need a Disclaimer? Come on! I'm not the High Lord Fred Perry, nor am I Rumiko Takahashi-sama. How can I own Gold Digger or Ranma 1/2? I don't.
___________________________________________________________ ____________
Ranma-chan blinked as she read the scroll. "Okay. I guess I'm doing everything right."
"Um, Ranma? What are you doing?"
Ranma-chan blinked and turned her head as she looked at Grave, who was wearing blue pants and a white tank top. "Nothing much."
Grave looked at her incredulously. "Nothing much? You're standing upside down on a tree limb. I'd say that's more than nothing much."
"Well, you're upside down too you know. And you're floating in mid-air."
"Well, I'm using magic, you're not. What you're doing is just, well, weird, to me at least."
Ranma-chan shrugged. "It's some sort of Ninjitsu training technique. You use Ki, or Chakra as they call it, focus it at your feet, then match the tree's level of energy and then you should be able to walk up a tree and hang upside down for hours."
Grave sighed. "I suppose." The short Lycanthropoid had to admit, at least the last few days hadn't been so bad, compared to what it had been at camp immediately after she had admitted her feelings for the martial artist.
Shaking her head, Grave fought the urge to go and teleport away to cry by herself. That night had been the first one that she didn't sleep in the same bed as Ranma since she met him. Sure, they did nothing sexual, but the fact that Ranma held her every night just made it seem more intimate than sex ever could be.
Grave frowned mentally, that wasn't exactly true, the second night after they met she had tried to sleep by herself, but she had nightmares, scary ones, she didn't remember them much, save for the fact that they were terrifying. Being in the same bed, as Ranma seemed to chase the nightmares away, not that she would complain about that. She rather liked the martial artist.
Grave blinked as a hand waved in front of her face. "Um, Grave? You okay? You kinda spaced out for a moment there."
Grave sighed and looked at the redhead, oh how she wanted to hug her and kiss her and spend the rest of their life together, but it didn't seem as if it would happen. "Nothing much, just thinking."
Ranma-chan blinked. "About what?"
Grave shook her head, she hovered a bit closer to the redhead. "Just thinking about why my senses aren't as strong as they should be."
Ranma-chan shrugged. "Oh well."
Grave shook her head. "So, how long are you going to be training?"
"Um, not sure. I'm just going to read a bit on Ki, Chi and a bit more."
"A bit more?" Grave scratched her head; she didn't know what to make of that. "What do you mean a bit more?"
Ranma-chan looked at the scroll in her hands and then looked back at Grave. "Well, Grave, this scroll describes just how Ki and Chi works, not to mention some of its weaknesses."
"Weaknesses? Like what?"
"Well, emotional Ki is good if you need to learn how to use it, but it seems to have some serious drawbacks."
Grave tilted her head to the side a bit, biting her lower lip she asked. "What drawbacks?"
Ranma-chan shrugged. "Several, the biggest one is the fact that the more you use one single emotion, the stronger it becomes until it dominates your life."
Grave nodded. "That makes some sense."
"Yeah, well, it mentioned that all emotions have their flaws. Using confidence leads to arrogance and underestimation of one's opponent, determination just makes a person unwilling to change their views on anything, sadness and depression just makes a person want to quit living and commit suicide, anger makes a person go into a rage at the smallest thing, rage makes a person a cold-blooded killer, greed makes a person cowardly and only wanting to please themselves, while lust makes a person a complete pervert." [1]
Grave blinked and then started giggling lightly.
Ranma-chan scratched her head. "Um, what?"
"It's nothing, but, hee hee, I just had a, ha ha, thought of you being a complete, hee hee, pervert. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Grave had to hold on to her sides because she was laughing so darn hard.
Ranma-chan started laughing as well that was pretty funny. Unfortunately, the laughter disrupted her concentration and she fell out of the tree and onto the ground, headfirst.
Grave stopped laughing and floated down to where Ranma-chan was. "Ranma! Oh my god! Are you okay?"
Ranma-chan groaned as she got her head out of the ground. "Yeah, that tickled a little bit."
Grave goggled, which looked funny, as she was still upside down. "TICKLED?! You fell forty feet and landed on your head."
"I should've landed on my feet." Shaking her head, Ranma-chan sat up. "Um, Grave, you're still upside down."
Grave nodded and spun herself right side up. "No wonder I felt dizzy." Grave shook her head to get the blood flowing normally again.
Ranma-chan stretched her arms and sighed a bit. "How long has it been since I met you?"
Grave scratched her head a bit. "Um, I don't really know. I think about half a month, but that's it."
Ranma-chan nodded. "Yeah, okay. But, I've got to toughen and strengthen my body up."
"Um, why?"
Ranma-chan sighed. "The scroll also made mention of how gathering too much Ki or Chi can be lethal."
"Lethal?"
Ranma-chan nodded. "Yeah, normally I wouldn't give it too much thought, but the scroll said that building up your Ki and Chi reserves without building up your body at the same time can be lethal. If you charge too much Ki or Chi through your body and your body isn't capable of handling the energy, well, it wasn't too clear but."
"But?" Grave pressed, this was kind of interesting, maybe some of this stuff applied to magic as well.
Ranma-chan shook her head. "Well, it didn't say exactly, but the scroll said that gathering Ki or Chi is like filling up a bottle with water and if you fill up that bottle too fast, what happens?"
"It explodes." Grave blinked. "Wait a second! You mean that if your body can't handle the amount of Ki or Chi or whatever it's called, you'll explode and die?!"
Ranma-chan grimaced. "More than likely."
Grave shivered. "I wonder if magic is like that?"
Ranma-chan just shrugged.
(----)
Later that night Ranma, having been turned back to a guy by Grave's "Scalding Mist", was sitting in a tree thinking a bit. He had been here for a half month now and he didn't see much improvement on his abilities since he had gotten there. 'Sigh. I really need to go and do some serious training, but how?' He frowned; the best type of training was sparring against someone else.
Looking over to the tent he heard Grave whimper a bit and he winced. 'Dang it.' Sighing Ranma jumped out of the tree and went over to the tent, when he got inside he could tell she was sleeping, but she was shivering, and it wasn't that cold. 'Another nightmare.' He sighed again and walked over to her and lay down next to the small Lycanthropoid and hugged her. True, he was on the outside of the blankets, and she was underneath them, but the feeling of his body helped calm Grave down tremendously.
Grave whimpered unconsciously and snuggled up to the body that was near her. Ranma sighed as he felt her calm down a bit. Ranma couldn't explain it, but he definitely liked the girl that he was holding right now, well, actually, he could since Grave was his first friend in a long time. 'But, she said she loves me.' The pigtailed martial artist frowned. 'But, do I love her?' He sighed and shook his head. "I don't know."
He looked down as he felt something nuzzling his chest. He smiled a bit upon seeing Grave's face, being so relaxed she looked so peaceful. 'Like a kid sleeping.' He didn't think of Grave as a little kid, but rather the way she looked now, she looked like a little kid.
As Ranma looked at Grave, he couldn't help but admire her right eye stripe he had to wonder just how she had that. She had said something about a curse and some science that was the cause of it, but Ranma didn't really pay any attention to that.
Shaking his head, the pigtailed martial artist had to wonder just what she was dreaming about.
(----)
Inside Grave's head was a chaotic scene, first off, the area was completely shrouded by all different colors, mostly blue, black, red, and green swirling around and around in an unorganized way, there was also motes of white, pink, purple, and yellow in there as well. In the center of this was Grave, who was curled up into a ball and shivering.
"Leave me alone! Please! Just leave me alone!" The Lycanthropoid whimpered out as invisible blows racked her body. Grave had her eyes screwed together tightly as she could hear voices, cruel ones taunting her. "Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!"
Suddenly the colors merged together and Grave opened her eyes a bit to see that the colors had come together to create twisted versions of the people that she had met or knew before she had met Ranma.
The first figure that stepped forward was a mean and cruel version of Britanny Diggers. The image smirked cruelly at her. "Oh, you really think you're something don't you? Being the big, bad magic user. So what? Dad is a better magic user than you are. You're nothing widdle Gwave Digger. HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Grave screwed her eyes closed as tears fell down her face; this just caused more harsh words to flow out. "Aww, the little curse is crying, how sad." This was the voice of Gina Diggers. Even though Grave had her eyes closed, she could tell that the Gina in her mind smirked at her. "What a pathetic creature, she really doesn't deserve to live. After all, it was pure dumb luck and circumstances that let her be born in the first place."
Grave shivered, that was true, she had to bite back a scream as a powerful blow hit her in the chin, forcing her eyes to open as she flew backwards. Suddenly, her momentum stopped because she was grabbed from behind, her arms being put into an arm-lock. Grimacing, she looked over her shoulder and her eyes widened in fear as she saw Thabian, the Werewolf that helped Jetta nearly kill Britanny before she was born.
Thabian smirked, his teeth long fangs that were coated in what Grave could only describe as blood. Suddenly Grave felt a tremendous blow to her stomach, which would've caused her to double over had it not been for Thabian holding on to her.
Coughing Grave spit out some blood and raised her head, only to see Jetta, more muscular than ever before, her claws sharper and with glowing red eyes. She didn't get to contemplate on it any longer as a fist lashed out faster than what she ever could ever remember the Werewolf doing, smashing her in the gut, then a second one came, but this time it hit her in the face, then several blows were racked all over her body as not an inch was spared.
When Jetta was done, Thabian dropped Grave to the floor, where she started coughing and hacking up blood.
Trying to stand up, while taking in stuttery breaths that was excruciatingly painful due to the fact that she was swallowing blood as well, Grave placed her hands on her knees as she attempted to push herself up, only to get blasted back by something hot and cold.
Grave grunted painfully as she landed on her back, looking she saw Sheila and Gar as the two Jagweres smirked cruelly at her. The smaller of the two, which wasn't much, considering that she looked huge, muscular and demonic sneered at her. "Oh look, the pathetic being thinks she has a right to live." She just chuckled. "I don't think so."
Grave whimpered, her lower lip trembling as more and more harsh words came to her. Suddenly a shadow loomed over her, she didn't know whom it was, since she couldn't make out any features, but the figure drew a sword and sliced downwards.
(----)
Grave awoke with a gasp, her eyes wide, her breathing heavy; she was sweating profusely and trembling terribly. She sat up and rubbed her head as she tried to calm down. 'Only a dream, only a dream.' She then started crying softly since she knew it was true. 'They'll just kill me, I know it.'
Suddenly Ranma came in, he had stepped outside because he had heard a noise and wondered just what it was, when he got out there, he saw that it was just some squirrels running through the leaves.
He frowned upon seeing Grave look so frightened. "Grave?"
Breathing heavily and staring out at nothing, Grave turned to Ranma. "R- Ranma?"
Ranma nodded and the next thing he knew Grave was hugging him tightly, sobbing into his chest. His arms wrapped around her awkwardly, to him it was a bit awkward anyway, as Grave just buried her face into his chest and cried. "Grave?"
"Hold me!" The Lycanthropoid cried out. "Just hold me please?!" Ranma nodded, he didn't know what was going on, but he'd do his best to help his friend out.
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On Earth Brianna sighed a bit as she saw her sister Britanny try and strangle a Djinni named Madrid to death for hitting on her husband, fortunately, Strype was holding her back from doing so. Shaking her head, she got up and left the room.
Gina, a five-foot-ten inch blonde haired girl wearing blue jeans and a short-sleeved blue shirt, blinked upon seeing Brianna leave the room. "What the heck?"
She was going to go after her sister, something just wasn't right about the way that Brianna was acting so down. She was about to go after her sister when Madrid got in her face. "Gina, forget your sister for a moment and listen to what I have to tell you."
Gina mentally frowned, something was bugging her sister and she wanted to help, but she figured that listening to what Madrid had to tell her wouldn't hurt too much. Though she had to wonder about these Djinni, why the hell did they always wear so little? Since all Madrid had on was just purple pants and an open ring that barely covered the important bits of her breasts.
"Oh, all right, but make it quick. I've got something that I need to do."
Madrid nodded. "Very well."
With that, the Djinni started to speak to Gina about her problems.
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Walking outside a bit Brianna sighed and looked to the sky. 'Everything, everything that happened was my fault. If I hadn't shown up, Gaja wouldn't have been killed, Seer's Hamlet wouldn't have been destroyed, my other half wouldn't be running around doing stuff that only God knows about.'
She sighed heavily and leaned back against the wall of the house, closing her eyes she rested a bit until she felt a hand on her shoulder, turning, she saw Gina there. "Hi Brianna."
Smiling lightly the Lycanthropoid answered her. "Hey sis."
"Something wrong? You seem out of it. I mean, ever since you, mom, Genn and Séance got back from Jade, you've been so depressed. What's wrong?"
Brianna sighed. "Nothing I really want to talk about. It's something that I have to deal with on my own."
Gina squeezed Brianna's shoulder. "Brianna, you don't need to take that attitude, Britanny, myself, Genn, Séance, Strype and Ryan are here to help you as well." Sighing the eldest Digger girl walked back into the house, but not before speaking one last time. "Brianna, if you need to talk to someone, I'm available."
Brianna frowned. "But, you're always working on your inventions or studying your research."
Gina shook her head. "I can always drop it if you need to talk. If you really need someone to talk to, there's always Genn and Dao."
"Thanks, I'll consider it."
Gina nodded and walked back into the house.
Brianna just shook her head. 'There's no way that you could understand sis, there's just no way.'
Preview of next chapter: "Sometimes life is just crazy. Heh, it's me Britanny Diggers. On the next chapter of Grave's New Life, something will happen. What it is, I don't know. You'll have to find out for yourself."
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[1] I have to thank Proteus for that explanation.
[2] Recently I found out that Ki and Chi are technically the same thing. However, I can't help but think of them as separate, since that was the first definition that I received. Ki, by my definition, is internal or "soul" physical energy. While Chi is, by my definition, external physical energy. Basically, Chi is drawing upon the power of the Earth and the energy of Nature. Although Chi in Gold Digger is an application of the Ethereal Stream. While Ki in Ranma 1/2 is "soul" energy.
[3] That nightmare that Grave had was because she is basically all of Brianna's doubts, fears, dreams, desires, ECT. given physical form. Now while I know that Grave Digger and Brianna Diggers are the same person, I can't help but think of them as two separate people.
[4] Someone once complained to me that Ranma was acting too OOC for his character pertaining to how he interacted with Grave. My answer is this, he's not acting too OOC, though he may just be a bit OOC. Ahem! Anyway, Ranma hasn't met Akane, and she hasn't punished him for being "perverted", and since Grave isn't punishing Ranma for accidental things and is being nice to him, Ranma is being a bit more honest about things, especially feelings. Which is doubly true as Genma and other people aren't there to make fun of him for showing emotional or physical weakness.
[5] In case you readers are wondering, I try and have a new fic, a new chapter to one of my existing fics, or a revised version of one of my fics out every two weeks.