Gold Digger Fan Fiction / Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Grave's New Life ❯ Chapter 30

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Chapter 30: 28

Grave’s New Life

Chapter 28

Disclaimer: Wait! You mean that I don’t own this? Boo. Okay, okay. Ranma is owned by Rumiko Takahashi-sama. Grave, Brianna, Britanny and Stryyp are owned by the High Lord Fred Perry. Everyone else belongs to whomever they belong to.

Okay, so I haven’t written anything for Grave’s New Life in a long, LONG time. Sorry everyone.

Special thanks goes out to Lawra, author of “No Need for Nerima” which can be found in my favorites. Thanks, Lawra, for your work as an awesome beta!

“Grave? Grave?” Muttering her name, Ranma shook the smaller Werecheetah-girl, causing her to mumble and cuddle against him. “...You’re asleep?” Weird, he didn’t think that she’d wear out that easily by falling asleep. Sighing, he slipped his hand under her legs, lifted her up and walked to his room. He honestly didn’t know what to do about what was going on.

As he walked with her in his arms, she shifted in her sleep, twisting to the side slightly and nuzzling his chest with her face, mumbling something in her sleep. “Ooh boy…” Ranma muttered as he slipped into his room and put her on the bed, near the wall. As he put her down, he smiled as she rested her head on the pillow. She just looked so peaceful like that. Now he had to deal with the people downstairs. He sighed, wondering how the heck he was going to deal with people she was so obviously afraid of.

“This sucks.” He muttered, wanting to go down and get those people out of the house, but not wanting to leave Grave alone. Besides, she wasn’t letting go of his arm.

(--)

Nodoka frowned thoughtfully as she listened to the story she was being told. The story painted Neko-tama-chan as a violent evil person. Not the kind, if slightly excitable, girl that she had come to know. “Are you sure that she is as dangerous as you say she is?”

“Well, she was involved in a fight that destroyed a decent-sized settlement.” Genn stated. Honestly, she couldn’t feel any of the maliciousness that Grave Digger had before. Granted, she did try to attack them the instant that they had appeared, but that didn’t feel the same as it had back in Seer’s Hamlet. “Even if she’s been calm like you’ve said she’s been, she’s still a danger to herself and others.”

Nodoka shook her head and looked at her guests. “While she may have been dangerous in the past, or even to you, she isn’t the same person that was involved in that fight. Besides, being involved in a fight that destroys a good portion of a town isn’t anything new.” She smiled slightly at their looks. “I’ve been around martial artists my whole life. I’ve seen them cause major damage to the surrounding area in their fights. Why shouldn’t someone who can use magic cause destruction like that?”

“You’re not surprised?” Brianna was in shock. This woman didn’t look like she had gone through a lot of crazy things in her life. Heck, she looked like a normal Japanese housewife when all was said and done.

“Should I be?” The older redhead sighed and shook her head. “Look, I’m glad that I got to meet some people from Neko-tama-chan’s past, but why are you making her so upset?”

“HEY!” Britanny yelled, standing up and frowning. She wasn’t quite glaring, but to be asked a question like that? Where was the logic?

“I don’t want fighting in my house. And it’s rude to go to someone’s house just to start a fight with the people living there.”

Stryyp grabbed his wife’s shoulder and squeezed. “You have to understand, we’re concerned about her. The last time any of us saw her, she was trying to kill my wife and her sisters.”

“No, I do understand that.” Nodoka sighed and stood up. “I’m sorry, I’m going to go check on her. Please wait here for me.”

Genn blinked and looked in the direction that Nodoka had gone. It wasn’t the older-looking woman that caught her attention, but rather, the emotions from someone younger than her. Confusion, sadness, contentment, slight anger and some happiness was floating in the air, she wasn’t sure where it was coming from, seeing as it was from deeper in the house, but the person behind the emotions…

She frowned slightly as she thought about the person behind the emotions. “Maybe she’s right.” Genn muttered to herself quietly, facing away, slightly, from Britanny so that the Werecheetah wouldn’t hear what she had thought out loud. The last thing she needed was someone questioning her thoughts.

(--)

“Ranma?” Nodoka’s voice drifted into the room, before she blinked at the sight and smiled. Her manly son was resting on his back with Neko-tama-chan laying on top of him, her arms wrapped around his body as he lay there, his one visible arm hanging loosely off the bed, fingers touching the floor. It was a such a perfect moment that Nodoka couldn't help herself, pulling out a camera from her obi she took several then took a few more just in case. It was all she could do not to pull out victory fans.

“Hmm?” Ranma turned and looked at her, blinking a few times to wake up completely. He was almost asleep from laying next to Grave. The girl wouldn’t let go of his arm and it was starting to go numb, so he just decided that laying down next to her would be better than standing up all the time. ‘When did she get on me?’ He wondered as he looked at her peaceful face. At least she wasn’t crying like she was before.

“Son, while I’m glad that you are helping her, we really need to talk about something.” Nodoka said in a serious voice as she pulled up a chair and sat down near him.

Ranma could only blink at the seriousness in her voice.

(--)

“Brianna?” Genn looked at her friend curiously, worry in her eyes. “Are you alright?”

“What makes you think that I’m not?” Brianna shook her head and sighed. “Think about it… Grave Digger is somewhere in this house, probably plotting with that other guy and planting traps to kill me and everyone else off!”

Sweat-dropping as Brianna starting coming up with more and more crazy and ideas about what Grave Digger could be planning on doing, Genn coughed into her hand. “Um, Bri, she’s asleep.” The Rackshasa giggled as Brianna twitched and fell over.

Britanny sighed and squeezed her husband’s hand. “What now?” Calming down and thinking about it had her realizing that perhaps Grave Digger had changed. She remembered the Grave she fought against before, that one hurt both Genn and her before she was defeated. Genn wasn’t even truly get involved in that altercation. Maybe that guy was important to her, but Britanny was sure that Grave Digger wouldn’t care about that if she truly wanted to kill them. ‘So, what changed?’ She thought to herself, sighing in exasperation. This situation wasn’t as clear-cut as it should’ve been.

“So, that’s it, huh?” Nodoka muttered as she thought about what her son told her. “Are you sure that she’s not like what those people are claiming her to be?”

Ranma rolled his eyes at that. “Yes, mom, I’m sure. Grave ain’t hurt anyone who didn’t deserve it.” Well, other than Genma, but in Ranma’s opinion, the panda deserved everything he got, short of being killed. Regardless of the problems that Genma had caused him, Ranma didn’t think he needed that.

Nodoka looked at Grave Digger, before reaching over and moving a loose strand of hair out of the way of her face. “Hard to believe that she’s as dangerous as they say she is…”

“Mom!” Ranma hissed, calming down as Grave squirmed and muttered something. “Look, yeah, she might over-react to those people out there…” Then again, people might say that he over-reacted to anything feline. That wasn’t true. If those people had understood the evils that those twisted creatures could inflict to a person, they’d understand. “But she’s worried that they’ll hurt her.”

“Perhaps meeting them like this wasn’t the best way.” Nodoka murmured softly before taking on a thoughtful look. “What if we set up a meeting?”

“Mom?”

“Well, what if we set up a meeting between Grave Digger and those girls?”

Ranma blinked a few times. “Don’t you mean “Neko-tama-chan”, mom?”

“Well, if her name is Grave Digger, it’s only polite to call her by her name, is it not?”

“Right, right, so, what do you mean?”

“Well, what if I went back to them and told them to show up in a couple of days and talk peacefully with Grave Digger?”

“But, they’re out there right now, right? So, why not have them meet now?”

Nodoka was interrupted before she could respond. “I don’t wanna see them.” Grave muttered as she raised her head up and looked at Nodoka blearily. “If I never have to see them, I’ll be happy.” She sighed and hugged Ranma tighter. “All I wanted was my own life. When I was created along with Brianna, we were nothing more than a clone of Gina and Britanny. Nothing more…” She whispered softly as tears welled up in her eyes. “Maybe Brianna sees herself as something more, but all I know is that I’m just a mix of Britanny and Gina…”

“No you aren’t!” Ranma protested, frowning as she looked at him. “Sure, you might look like that tall lady out there.”

“Britanny.” Grave interrupted him softly.

“Right, Britanny, but you aren’t her. If you were her, wouldn’t you be taller and look more like her?”

“But…”

“What? Didn’t you and me travel all around Jade together? Didn’t we see all those towns?” Ranma chuckled slightly. “Didn’t you spray me with hot water the first time we met? I don’t recall them going around and helping me get clothes, or fight off those bandits, or face down that grumpy old lady.”

Grave looked at him, a warm feeling filling her chest, before she teared up and kissed him on the lips while purring softly. She honestly felt like she was real, not just a mix of Gina and Britanny. If she was or wasn’t her own person, she wasn’t sure, but Ranma was making her feel real.

Nodoka blinked in surprise, before raising the camera up to her face and taking a few snap-shots of the kiss. It was so nice that her son could make Grave-chan feel better about herself, but she really needed to have a word with the girl about public displays of affection. After Grave broke the kiss and the two caught their breath, she cleared her throat, smiling as the two blushed. “Grave, you should meet with them. Would you rather have them constantly worry about you and show up constantly?” Not to mention that there was the significant problem of her meeting with those people constantly might escalate into extreme violence.

Grave took a deep breath before untangling from Ranma and sitting up, before repositioning herself to the edge of the bed, next to him. “I… I wanted to kill them… Because all I knew was that I was Britanny and Gina, but not at the same time. How…” She sniffled. “All I wanted to do was kill them, how could they not want to kill me?” Really, they probably saw her as evil incarnate, not that she blamed them. She just wanted to be her own person. She just felt that she couldn’t with Britanny and Gina running around.

“Is there any of them that you feel you can talk to?”

Grave thought about those she had seen. Not Britanny, they’d probably end up killing each other, same with Brianna. She didn’t even want to think about Genn, that girl could break her mind with a thought. Wait, there was… “Was there a large man, with red fur and black stripes?”

“Why, yes, I believe that there is one with those ladies, why?”

Grave smiled and actually looked like she was starting to relax. “His name is Stryyp…”

“Stryyp? What kind of name is Stryyp?” Ranma asked, blinking as he thought that name. It was crazily stupid.

“What kind of name is Ranma?” Grave asked, narrowing her eyes. Sure, she liked Ranma, but she still had affections and feelings for the Kryn.

“Hey! I like my name!”

“And he probably likes his name, so quiet.” Grave smirked at him as Ranma sweat-dropped and shut up. Turning to Nodoka, she took a breath to clear her thoughts. “I can talk to him.” ‘At least, I hope so.’ She thought to herself. Hopefully Stryyp was still as a gentle soul as she remembered him being.

“How about right now then?” Nodoka stood up as Grave nodded. “I’ll be right back…” She stopped at the doorway. “Is it alright if his wife is in the room?” Grave shook her head as she shivered. Stryyp had gotten married while she was away, that was something she wasn’t sure of before. And in her mind, only Britanny could’ve gotten his hand in marriage. That might have been from her memories that she got from Britanny, but she knew just how far the Werecheetah would go to getting a man that she wanted. Nodoka nodded and walked out of the room.

Grave jumped slightly as she felt a hand squeeze her shoulder. “Huh?”

“Grave, you okay?”

She shook her head. “No!” She whimpered and slumped. “I’m scared! Okay?” She turned, tears in her eyes. “What if he wants me to die just like Britanny and Brianna do?! Then what?!” She pulled him into a hug and started crying again. “I… I don’t wanna die… Please… Don’t let him…”

Ranma was dumbfounded as she clung to him desperately. Were things really that bad between her and these people? He wasn’t sure. She didn’t really like talking about it.

(--)

“I’m sorry for taking so long.” Nodoka said as she walked back into the room. It wasn’t proper for a host to leave their guests like she did, but it was a rather important emergency. Not to mention the pictures. Those would be so cute when she had them developed.

“I understand.” Stryyp said as he looked at their host. “Family must come first.”

“Yes, speaking of which, Grave-chan wishes to speak with you.” Stryyp blinked as he heard that. He had honestly expected Grave Digger to want them to leave and never show up again. To actually want to talk? Maybe there was hope for her yet.

“No way!” Britanny yelled as she shot to her feet and got in front of Stryyp protectively. “I won’t let that monster see my husband alone!” There was no telling what that little creature wanted. That this woman was encouraging everything just made her blood slowly boil.

Nodoka sighed and looked at Genn and Brianna, both of which looked like they were agreeing with Britanny’s thoughts on Grave-chan being a monster. She didn’t see how they could call the sweet girl a monster. People changed, couldn’t they understand that? “I see…” It was hard to get the girl to want to talk in the first place, if they weren’t going to want to talk, then all she could do was send them away until they were willing to talk to her.

“Wait…” Stryyp stood up quickly and gripped Britanny’s shoulder. Whispering, he leaned in close to Britanny’s ear. “Let me talk to her, please? She may have moved on beyond the curse, like Brianna did.”

Britanny twitched and sighed, her shoulders sagging. She knew her husband was right. “But…” She couldn’t let him face someone who was unstable by himself. Plus the girl had magic… Okay, so maybe it was better if he was there and she wasn’t. He did have those artifacts sealed into him after all. “Fine, but I want to be close, okay?”

“No way!” Brianna yelled out as she looked at the two as though they were crazy. “You seriously aren’t going to go in there alone. I don’t care if she wants to talk, she’s always wanted to hurt Britanny and Gina, and if she hurt you, she’d get to all of us easily!” She still cared for Stryyp and if he got seriously hurt, she’d be upset, to put it midly. “Can we really trust her?”

Nodoka didn’t think that Grave was so bad. Other than blowing up her husband, the girl was an absolute dream. “I believe you can.” She said, drawing their attention to her. “If she was truly the monster that you’ve claimed her to be, don’t you think she would’ve attacked while you were talking to me, or waiting for me to get back.” She wasn’t going to say that Grave had been crying. That would be embarrassing for the poor girl.

“Something’s different about her, let Stryyp talk to her; maybe he can get through to her where we all failed.” Genn said, slightly depressed about the fact that she had been part of the problem.

Brianna twitched as she saw the looks around the room. “Fine.” She growled out, scowling. Why couldn’t they just let her snipe the girl in the back of the head and get it over with? She was a danger, didn’t they see that?

(--)

Grave looked up as she heard knocking at the door. “Ranma, please go stand against the wall.” She whispered while pointing at the wall to her left. “Let me talk to him, please? Just stay there.”

“Grave,” Ranma rubbed her shoulder, “if he tries anything…” He trailed off, causing her to smile.

“Thanks.” She whispered before turning to the door. “Come in.” She took a deep breath as she saw Stryyp walk in. He was just as handsome as she remembered him, no! No! He was married now. She didn’t need to hope that she could get with him. That would only cause problems for her in the future. Still, his tiger stripes, large muscles, green eyes, she still felt weak in the knees just from looking at… ‘No! Stop that, Grave! It’s just Britanny’s memories talking, not you!’ She thought to herself desperately. She didn’t want to feel those feelings anymore.

Blinking as he looked her over, Stryyp had to admit that the girl in front of him didn’t look like a murderous monster. He could see dried tear-tracks on her face, her eyes were blood-shot and the way she shook and trembled, either she was trying to hold back from laughing, crying or screaming. He wasn’t sure about her being a murderous creature, considering that she looked like a small, scared, albeit cute, girl. Then again, his former priestess and best friend didn’t seem too harmless and she had nearly gotten him, Britanny, his father-in-law and the Werewolves, Jetta and Thabian, killed. Not to mention what she had tried to do a few months ago at his wedding. Sighing, he noted the boy that had been with Grave against the wall, looking slightly bored, though Stryyp was picking up traces of tension outlined all over his body that even his slightly baggy clothing couldn’t hide. Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward and sat down on the chair that was right in front of her.

It was another five minutes before anyone said or did anything. Stryyp didn’t mind the quiet. He could be patient if he needed to be. Dealing with some of the crazy stunts his wife pulled over the years required him to be. Grave, on the other hand, was seriously trying to collect her thoughts. Part of her wanted to jump across the gap and hug Stryyp. Another part wanted to strip naked, get him naked and have lots of nookie. One part that realized her connection to Britanny wanted to try and kill him. Said part was blown to bits by the rest of her mind. But there was one part of her mind that finally got her to act. “How much do they hate me?”

“Excuse me?” What had brought that up? Stryyp was sure that wasn’t generally the first thing said between people when they met.

“Britanny and Brianna.” The blue-eyed cat-girl clarified and sighed. “I can just imagine it… They probably didn’t want you talking to me, did they?”

“Well, no, but that doesn’t mean…”

“I figured.” Grave interrupted as she sighed. “What about you? I’ve tried to kill her… Both of them actually. Do you hate me too?”

Stryyp scratched his head and sighed as he thought about what she said. If he was honest with himself, he was certain that Brianna was upset, okay, upset was too light a word, she flat-out wanted Grave Digger dead. “Do you want me to hate you?”

Grave looked up, confused. Why would he ask that? “No! Why would I?” It might have only been fragments of Britanny’s memories, but she still thought highly of Stryyp. If he hated her... She trailed off that line of thought, not wanting to continue it.

Considering his next words carefully, the Kryn looked her in the eyes as he leaned forward a bit. “Listen, I know that you tried to hurt them. Didn’t Brianna try to as well?”

“That was me…” Grave interrupted him again. She knew she was being rude, but she had to set the record straight. “I was in charge at first, then their father tried to kill me and I hid. If Sheila didn’t hit Brianna on the head, I wouldn’t have gotten out like I did.”

“Did you ever think that maybe you couldn’t control what happened?”

Grave twitched, growled before standing up and glaring. “I was in control the whole time! I just… I just wanted my own life! Is that so wrong?! Huh?!” She looked up at the door as it was kicked in, tears leaking from her eyes. “Oh, and look! The princess bursts in to try and protect her man when he’s probably in a better position to protect himself than she could ever hope to be.” She turned her glare to Brianna, who was right behind Britanny, a gun of some sort in her hands preparing to fire.

“Don’t you dare hurt…” Britanny blinked as that boy suddenly appeared between her and Stryyp, who had just gotten up and turned to the side, just in case something went wrong. “Get out of the way kid. That’s my husband.”

“And Grave’s my friend, you ain’t getting anywhere near her.”

“You couldn’t stop me if I wanted to get to her.”

“ENOUGH!” Stryyp yelled, causing everyone to stop and look at him wide-eyed; the two cheetah-girls and Brianna because they knew Stryyp to keep calm under most circumstances, and Ranma because, honestly, something about the man just demanded that he listened to the guy. He wasn’t sure, but it was possible that the fact his muscles were glowing slightly as he looked the room over. “Now that we’re all calm, I suggest we move to the living room.” There would be more space and since he had gotten Grave Digger speaking, maybe she’d get everything off of her chest. Seeing everyone nod, he sighed and his arms stopped glowing. He just hoped that things wouldn’t get out of control.

(--)

It took over twenty minutes to get everyone into the living room. Mostly because Britanny and Brianna didn’t trust Grave and Grave didn’t want to take her eyes off of the taller women. Stryyp didn’t want to leave the women alone and Ranma and Britanny had a glaring match during those minutes. It finally ended when Ranma opened the window, grabbed Grave Digger and jumped outside, saying that he’d meet the Diggers inside.

Nodoka sighed as she looked at Britanny disapprovingly. She would’ve said something, but Stryyp had promised to pay for the repairs for the door and frame-work. She grabbed Genn and ushered the Rackshasa into the kitchen with her. She would’ve asked that Brianna go with her, but Grave had said she wanted to speak with Brianna.

Genn sighed as she stood by the door-frame of the kitchen. She wanted to help Brianna and Grave both. Honestly, she thought it was her fault that the fight broke out in Seer’s Hamlet in the first place.

“A yen for your thoughts?” Nodoka asked as she stood on the other side of the doorframe, looking at the horned girl. She wondered where those horns came from, but shook it off. She had seen weirder things in her life. Genn didn’t even rate in the top five. Her husband’s old master on the other hand, he was weird.

“I should be out there. Brianna’s my best friend.”

“I understand… Grave-chan’s been such a dear to have around the house, I want to be out there to give her help.”

“Why aren’t you?”

“She needs to deal with this herself… And, even if he doesn’t know it, my son is important to her.” She smiled as pride swelled up in her. To see her manly son help Grave-chan out in her time of need… She couldn’t be prouder of him.

Genn blinked at the smiling woman, feeling the simple happiness coming off of her, before smiling herself. Such happiness was actually contagious; she was hoping that it wasn’t misplaced.

In the living room, Grave looked across the table at Britanny, then to Stryyp, before looking at Brianna, all three were looking at her, though Britanny was occasionally looking at Ranma and narrowing her eyes. She still looked like crap, not having time to clean her face up to get rid of the tear-tracks on her face.

“Grave…” Stryyp started, causing her to look at him. “You said you wanted your own life…”

“Why? Is that wrong?”

“Maybe for you, it should be.” Brianna muttered, causing Grave to turn and glare at her. She wasn’t the only one as Ranma turned to her and frowned. Maybe he was angry at them, but he wasn’t going to jump across the table and start a fight unless one of them tried something first.

“Why?” Seeing Brianna hesitate, Grave smirked slightly. “That’s right, anything you say about me is probably something about you, isn’t it?!”

“I’m nothing like you! I don’t try to hurt my friends!”

“Right, you just hurt them by accident with faulty technology.”

“At least I wasn’t trying to kill them!”

Grave crossed her arms under her breasts and frowned. “Could’ve fooled me, sis!” She spat out the last word as though it was a curse.

"Enough!" Stryyp once again raised his voice making everyone jump. "We won't get anywhere with constant bickering, someone needs to let down their guard and ego so we can talk this out!" He was starting to get a major headache and it wasn’t going away anytime soon.

"And if we can't?" Ranma wondered aloud.

"Then we should coolly part ways until we feel we can talk in a civil manner, otherwise this will go nowhere and degenerate into a brawl, which is the last thing we need."

Grave sighed and slumped back. “Sorry…” She muttered while still glaring at Brianna. “So, what? I’m supposed to just join with you again, become one and disappear forever?” Beside her, Ranma blinked, wondering what the heck she was talking about. “Sorry, but that’s not happening, not anymore. I might be you, Brianna, but I’m not coming back, ever!”

“So, what? You just wanna live as a part of yourself forever?”

“As long as I can live, then yes!” Couldn’t they understand it? The need she had to live, to expand and grow? Brianna should know what she was thinking, but apparently that clone girl couldn’t get it out of her head that she was better off without Grave around. “Can’t you two just leave me alone?!” She trembled, tears welling up in her eyes, making her mentally curse. She didn’t want to cry in front of these three. She didn’t want to show any weakness off. “Just let me live in peace… I don’t care about you guys anymore, just leave me alone.”

Brianna bit back any comment she was going to make as the words started to percolate. “What?” Wasn’t that the essence of Grave’s existence? Didn’t she just want to kill off Britanny and Gina and take their place? She certainly had the power now, even if she didn’t know how to use it completely.

“Is it so hard to believe that I don’t want to kill you anymore?” Grave said as all heat and emotion leaving her voice as she slumped against the couch. “Just… Just leave me alone.”

Britanny and Brianna blinked and looked at each other, before turning back to the girl that they had, up until a few moments ago, had been afraid of. Was it really what she wanted?

(--)

Standing outside, Stryyp nodded to Nodoka as Brianna, Britanny and Genn stood behind him. “I guess this is goodbye.” Turning to Grave, who was standing behind Nodoka, Ranma’s arm wrapped around her shoulders, he smiled lightly to her. “Grave, I know that you wanted us to leave you alone. But if you really are serious about not wanting to hurt Britanny, Brianna or Gina, you can call anytime.” Grave shook her head at that.

“I’ll keep it in mind, but I don’t think I’ll be calling you anytime in the future…” Grave paused for a moment before leaping out from behind Nodoka and hugging Stryyp. “But thanks for the offer.”

“HEY!” Britanny cried indignantly and reached forward to try and get Grave off of her husband. She blinked as she felt a hand squeeze her wrist. Turning, she blinked as Genn shook her head. “But…” She turned back just as Grave let go of Stryyp.

“Tell… Tell your parents that they don’t have to worry about me. I won’t bother you guys anymore.” Grave muttered as she walked back to the house.

Stryyp frowned but nodded, he had hoped that she would at least want to have a connection to her family. He wouldn’t force it though.

“Hey, Grave…” Brianna called out, causing the shorter Werecheetah to stop and turn to her. “…Sorry… About thinking you haven’t changed.”

Grave blinked, before nodding and slipping away from the door, into the house and out of sight.

(--)

“Great grandmother?”

“Soon, dear, very soon. We’ll wait till we can get him alone.”

(--)

“Will you be okay?” Ranma asked Grave as she walked past him.

“I don’t know, I just don’t know…”

Preview of next chapter:

“Hey! Ranma here, gotta say that could’ve gone better.”
“Hey! Are you saying that I didn’t do it right?”

“Nah, it could’ve been worse too.”

Okay, sorry I didn’t get the chapter out sooner. Or get any Amazons into the chapter more than I did.

Alright, someone asked why Ranma isn’t reacting to Grave and the others with the fact that they look cat-like. My response is, read the comics. Leprechauns, which are TERRIFIED of cats, didn’t even react to Britanny until she went into full cheetah form. Then they freaked out. So, IMO, Werecats in hybrid form (and the Kryn) don’t look cat-like enough to induce the intense fear that the Neko-Ken unleashes.

And, there you go.