Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Liberty City Ranma ❯ The average day of a cursed hit-man ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
I own Ranma 1/2 and Grand Theft Auto III. Im making money off of this fic by selling it to people. Fuck you. If there is a lawyer reading any fic by a person named "SomeAsshole", he really needs a fucking life.

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A day after the last chapters events...
"Ms. Tendo? Bed 26 needs his IV bags refilled." Another nurse said to her as Kasumi walked past.
Kasumi's smile dimmed a little. "Okay..."
She didnt like the person in Bed 26. He scared her. He looked so bad when he was first brought in that she nearly fainted. There werent too many broken bones, mostly just ribs, but there was alot of blood.
He had woken up several hours ago, and had been cursing and throwing things at everyone who came into the room.
Before she walked in, she had to mentally remind herself to be kind to him.
'He could be a decent person, after all.' she told herself.
She slowly opened the door, and walked in.
"What do YOU want! You here to let me outta this dump?"
She looked at him, smiled, and went about replacing the IV bag hooked to his arm.
"Hold still sir, this may hurt a bit." Kasumi cautioned as she reinserted the needle.
"Fuck you, let me leave, Im not hurt in the least!"
Kasumi continued, with the man cursing at her the whole time.
Upon finishing, Kasumi looked at the man and smiled as sweetly as she could. "Is there anything else I can do for you sir?"
'This isnt working. Ill be good for a while and sneak out tonight.'
Kasumi left the room, closed the door gently, and broke down crying.
Meanwhile in Ranmas neck of the woods, the shady guy had found Ranma again.
"You USELESS bastard! You couldnt kill a goddamned fly! Finish the job or Ill finish YOU! Got it?" he raged.
Ranma just nodded.
Sometime later that week...
"You want me on the roof?" The man with the trenchcoat was eagerly awaiting his job. He had several bandages on him, compliments of Ranma.
The man in the black jacket nodded.
"Sniper rifle or bazooka? Please say bazooka!"
The guy just handed him a sniper rifle, and went off to his hidden area.
"Boring..." he mumbled as he climbed the fire escape.
Elsewhere...
"Where the hell did those two go? The bridge being repathed, they couldnt have gotten far." Ranma sat down near the first incident had occured. Harwood. Suddenly, a flash of metal caught his eye. He looked towards it, and saw a man sitting on a roof with a sniper rifle.
"Hm, I think I found my man." He snuck around behind the building, and waited for movement.
Back with teh sniper...
"Ah hah! theres one of them!" He said as he spotted Akane. "Time to die!"
At this moment, Ranma walked up behind him, picked up the gun, and snapped it in half.
"Hey! That was a ne- oh fuck!"
"Happy to see me?" Ranma said with a cocky grin.
"You think you have me, dont you?" Ranma nodded as he cracked his knuckles. "Well in about 10 seconds, my partner is going to kill your friend."
Ranma went wide eyed. "Where is he!?"
'Ive got him right where i want him, heh heh heh' Trenchcoat thought."Tick tock, what to do..."
Ranma had already jumped off the roof to get Akane to safety.
"Thanks for ruining my dramatic moment..." he grumbled as he pulled out a pistol.
"Akane! Get to cover! NOW!" Ranma shouted, desperetly seeking the other assassin.
"Ranma? Whats going on?"
Ranma suddenly found the other assassin as he came out of hiding. "HIT THE DIRT!" he shouted, as he tackled Akane to the ground.
The sound of a gun echoed through the air and a bullet tore through Akanes skirt.
Ranma got up and looked at the shooter.
"You're all mine now!" The assasin gave Ranma the finger and reloaded. Ranma ran full speed towards the sniper put a fist through the his stomach.
Ranma retracted his arm. 'I did what I had to do' he told himself.
The shady guy, also known as Don, came out of a nearby alley. "Good job kid."
Ranma jumped a little in suprise. "How do you do that?"
"Im guess you could say Im very sneaky, kid." Don looked at the body of the sniper. "Wow, that is one dead person. Good job!"
"Im just doin' this 'cuz I need the money."
"Yeh yeh, but, damn! That is one killer uppercut ya got!"
"Really, you're too kind," he said with dry humor.
Akane had gotten up and was looking in horror at what had just happened.
"Well, Ill see ya when ya take out the other guy." With that, he vanished as quickly as he had appeared.
"What a weird guy," His attention returned to Akane. "Akane! Are you ok?"
Akane just looked at him with eyes filled with sadness.
"Come on, Ill take you home."

-Ranmas apartment. 8:31 PM-

Ranma, now female, ducked a plate that flew past her head, shattering on a wall.
"Killing people!? THATS your new job?!"
"Its not like I have any other options! We need money! Those guys are assassins anyway!"
Akane threw a small wooden chair at her. "Thats not the point! Youre a martial artist! You shouldnt do things like that!" Akane was crying now.
Ranma caught the chair and set it down. "Listen,Ive got a job to finish. If your done yelling at me, I need to go."
Akane spoke softly. "If you leave, Im not letting you back in. Ok?"
The only response was a door slamming.
"Ranma?" There was no response. "RANMA!"
Akane sat on the small couch and cried herself to sleep.
"Ranma, you idiot..."

-The streets. 11:24 PM-

Ranma walked throughout the Red Light district.
"Hmm, tonight's Kasumi's night shift. I shouldnt bother her. *sigh*"
She looked around. "If I were an assassin, where would I be?"
She saw her target walk into the Sex Club 7. "Bingo."
She nonchalantly followed him in. Inside, the air was filled with loud music and the smell of alchohol. There were several naked women dancing on tabletops, and more in cages.
She walked up to the bartender. "Hey, Im looking for someone. You seen this guy?" she said as she showed him a picture of the target.
"Oh, you must be the new girl."
"I guess you could say that."
"Seth just went back there" he said, pointing to a curtain door.
"Thanks."
She made her way through the crowd to the door, and peeked in. "Seth" was sitting on a bench.
"Hey new girl! Come here!" Ranma walked into the room, ready to kill the man. "I like that aisian tourist look youve got."
"I-"
"Dont talk. Just get down to buisness."
Ranma stared blankly. "Buisness?"
"You know what I mean." He said with a wink.
'I should kill him now. But maybe... yes, that would work out much better.'
Ranma put on a seductive look and pressed herself against the man. "Whats your name?" 'As if I didnt already know, Seth' she thought with a snicker.
"My friends call me Seth. My enemys dont live long enough to call me anything."
"Well Seth, what can I do for you?"
He grinned. "Now thats more like it! Take that shirt of yours off."
Ranma pulled her shirt over her head. Her breasts bounced slightly as they were freed from the shirt.
"What do you think, sir?" she asked innocently.
"I like. I like alot." He reached out to grab her chest, but Ranma tapped his hand away. "Ah ah ah! No touching yet. Im not finished."
Seth grinned.
With that, she slowly removed her pants, revealing-
her male forms boxers. A large bead of sweat appeared on her head.
"What the hell are you wearing those for?" He asked angrily.
Ranmas eyes filled with fake tears. "Im sorry sir!"
"Just take them off." Ranma quickly complied.
Ranma stood naked, her nipples getting stiff from the cold air conditioning. "What would you like, sir?"
'Todays my lucky day!' he thought. "Unzip my pants for me, will ya?"
'This guy's an idiot. Falling right into my plan.'
"Hai!" Ranma got on her hands and knees in front of the man and took his pants off for him. His cock pointed straight up in the air through his boxer shorts.
Ranma laughed to herself. "Oh wow sir!"
'The 5-inch wonder! AHAHAH!'
Seth wasnt paying attention. "'Hai'? Is that english?"
She giggled. "Dont worry about it, ok?" she said as she gently touched his shaft, and ran her hand up and down the it.
"Is this how you want it, sir?" she asked, placing her mouth just above the head.
He reached forward and started playing with her tit. "Oh hell yeah!"
She put his cock between two of her pointy teeth and bit down hard.
Seth's eyes bulged with pain.
"Now, youre going to tell me everything I want to know, unless you want to lose your little friend here."
He glared at her. "You little bitch!" She clamped down harder. "Agh! What do you want to know?"
"Thats better. Who hired you to kill my friends?"
"Ngh! Fuck you!"
She gave a light punch to his nuts.
"AGH!"
"Ill ask again, who was it?"
"Go to hell!"
Ranma was getting impatient. She grabbed one of his thumbs.
"Last chance."
"Kiss my ass!!"
She snapped his thumb backwards. He let out a scream much like that of a six year old school girl.
Several people looked at the curtain door and briefly wondered what was going on inside.
"Ok, ok. It was Salvatore Leone."
She smiled. Well, tried to. Its probably kind of hard to smile with a cock between your teeth.
"Why is he trying to kill us?"
"Because-" A gunshot was heard, and he dropped to the floor.
"Damnit! There goes my lead!"
People started screaming loudly and running to get out of the building. Ranma gathered her clothes and exited to the streets.
Don stood outside with a perplexed look.
"Hey girl, you seen a kid a little taller than you with a long black ponytail?" he asked.
"Im here on his behalf."
He looked suspicious. "How do I know I can trust you?"
"Not much, Don."
He smiled. "Hm, well, hes the only one I told to call me Don, and you got the guy killed, so the moneys yours." With the money, he handed her a peice of paper. "Ya did good kid. If you need work, go talk to Tony. His address is on that peice of paper. Tell him I sent ya. Cya around kid." He turned and walked off.
'Now I need somewhere to stay for the night.'

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Ah, another chapter of my finest work. Well, not really my finest. But this is pretty damn good, wouldnt you say?