Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Ranma and the Evil Within Continues ❯ 1 ( Chapter 1 )

In the season 3 episode, “Ranma and the evil within,” Ranma's evil side was split from his body in the form of his girl half. But what if Cologne made a horrible mistake? What if this was actually his good side trying to protect everyone from the evil male Ranma?

 

Ranma and the Evil Within Continues.

 

Evils form. .

 

Ranma lied limp on the ground, Akane desperately hovering over his form. Finally he began to stir.

 

“Are you okay?” Akane pleaded.

 

“Uh… Uh… huh. What are all of you doing out here.” Ranma's face held quizzical incomprehension.

 

“Thanks to Shampoo you back to self,” proclaimed the Amazon.

 

“Thank goodness,” Akane sighed in relief.

 

Yet it wasn't over. From out of nowhere came the ghastly scream. Then the strange but familiar girl leaped out, tearing the very earth apart where her kick landed, the force wave pushing everyone aside.

 

“Take this you fiend!” Cologne hurled a spirit ward at the girl. She blew it away with all the breath in her lungs. Then she leaped into the air.

 

Akane grabbed the ward. “Okay you. You've had this coming to you for awhile.” She placed the ward on Onna Ranma's head. A horrifying shriek could be heard from the redhead. Then she cried “Oh my love, help me!” Everyone assumed she meant Ranma. She cried and cried but her cries fell on death ears. Her body flashed with ghostly light, then faded away. The screams lasted just a few seconds longer than she did. Then the ward that banished her drifted to the ground.

 

If all present where not mesmerized by the spectacle of the female Ranma's disappearance they might have noted the vile sneer on Ranma's face. The battle of wills was over. Akane had banished her. That fool had shifted the dominance.

 

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1 month later.

 

The room was dark. Six figures sat around a round table.

 

“Ladies and gentlemen, I have called you all here to discuss a matter of the highest confidence. In other words what I speak about will not be repeated to anyone who is not part of this circle.”

 

“Who is part of this circle?” Ryoga asked. “It's so dark I can't see any of you.”

 

Sighing Nabiki turned on the lights to reveal Ryoga, Mousse, Kuno, Happosai, and Cologne.

 

Cologne and Happaosai gave one another an evil glare as is there custom. They are not really on bad terms these days. It's just there version of hello.

 

“Alright, the reason I called you all here is because I have concerns of a certain houseguest and was afraid no one else would believe me. You see I think there is something wrong with Ranma.”

 

“I believe you,” stated Mousse, Kuno, and Ryoga in unison.

 

“So what do we do about it,” Ryoga asked.

 

“There is no choice,” said Mousse. “We have to kill him.”

 

“You don't even know what is wrong yet,” scolded Nabiki. The middle Tendo rubbed her temples to ward off an oncoming headache then took control of the room and began to explain. “Listen, Ranma has been different ever since that mess with Happosai's magic incense.”

 

“You're referring to the one that separated his good side and his evil side as his male and female selves.” Cologne enquired.

 

“Do you know of another magic incense?” Nabiki asked. She then stopped herself remembering there had been plenty of magic incenses.”

 

“So your looking to blame something on me, are you?” Happosai demanded.

 

“YES!” they all screamed in unison. The martial arts master slumped back on his chair and quieted down. “Just checking,” he sheepishly spoke. If the old crone wasn't there he would have just thrown a happo fire burst at the lot of them. Nabiki probably brought her for crowd control.

 

“Look,” said Nabiki, “ever since the incense incident strange things have been slowly happening with Ranma.”

 

“He's taller.”

 

“Growth spurt,” Kuno offered.

 

“His voice changed.”

 

“Puberty,” Cologne added.

 

“He hates his girl form.”

 

“He always did,” said Ryoga.

 

“Yes but he no longer uses it to score free food and he doesn't brag to Akane about being sexier than her, at least not as a girl.”

 

Everyone was shocked to hear this. They thought that maybe the experience with the incense had taught Ranma a valuable life lesson then remembered who they were talking about.

 

Suddenly Cologne spoke up. “Child, allow me to put your worries to rest. First, Ranma now equates his female side with his dark side. It is only natural he would reject it. Moreover, the Jeck-Hy incense that Happosai used was developed by monks of the Kamakura period who where searching for new ways to find enlightenment. The idea was to cleanse oneself of evil desire by separating good from evil. Normally the evil is in an immaterial form that must be bonded to an iconic figure, but Ranma's curse simplified matters. Usually the iconic figure of evil is physically beaten. When the two sides remerge evil is generally the less dominate of the two because it was beaten. Ranma was purged of some of his more selfish characteristics because his dark side was defeated.”

 

Nabiki thought about this. “What if you beat the good side instead?”

 

“Why then evil becomes dominate of course. You needn't worry. Ranma views his girl half as foreign and the result of a curse as long as he rejects that body it would be associated with his darker half.”

 

On hearing this Happosai began to sweat.

 

Nabiki thought for a minute. Her calculating mind moving back to the events on the night before the incense incident occurred. “What if Ranma had just had some fun times as a girl, say he scored a free ice cream parfait? Suppose that he admitted to liking his girl form and went to bed with these thoughts just before he was exposed to the incense.

 

Now Cologne was sweating. She knows how protective Nabiki is with information. She knows offering a hypothetical situation is how that girl goes about telling the truth. She even knew this scenario must be exactly what happened. She took a breath and calmed herself. “Let's not jump to conclusions child. It has been a month. If Ranma's dark side is indeed dominant, and the female Ranma wasn't the bad one, wouldn't he have done something evil by know?”

 

“Yeah,” Happosai added, “we all wonder if the teenagers around us are evil from time to time, but what proof do you have? Besides I was there and that girl seemed pretty evil to me.”

 

“Yet you were still willing to take her side once she offered you a bra. Anyway,” Nabiki continued, “of course she seemed bad, she had ghostly powers, an emotionless expression, and was sucking the life out of boy Ranma. Yet when you think about it acting ghostly is normal for a disembodied half of some ones spirit and if male Ranma was the rotten one she could have been trying to help us.”

 

“True,” Cologne humored her, “good would try to defeat evil.”

 

“Have I not told you all before,” Kuno interjected, “the foul sorcerer Saotome holds captive the heart of the pigtailed girl.”

 

Boink.

 

Cologne whacked him with her staff and continued. “Still Nabiki, even if your theory is plausible you have given us no real reason to believe it.

 

It seemed there was no choice. She was hoping the overall will of those in the room would be to fight Ranma with or without reason. Except for Cologne it was. Yet it seemed she would have to put all her cards on the table and tell them the truth.

 

“Yesterday I caught Ranma in my room.” Nabiki held back a tear, but not so far back that everyone couldn't tell it was there. “You see, I have this photo album that I treasure. He was…he was…he was ripping pages out.”

 

Ryoga, Kuno, and Mousse where all ready to kill Ranma, but they came in ready. Cologne asked, “Would these treasured photos happen to be the nudes of the pigtailed girl you've been selling without Ranma's permission.”

 

“I'm sorry Nabiki,” Ryoga admonished, “this isn't even enough for me to attack on.”

 

“The Ranma I know would never invade my privacy like that. He knows it'll cost him more in the long run. This isn't Ranma I tell you.”

 

Even the strictest Ranma haters could not buy this one, but Happosai and he alone detected the slightest hint of trembling in Nabiki's typical ice queen voice, and wondered if there was indeed more to the story.

 

That night Nabiki went home feeling sorry for herself. She had lost the respect of…well a room full of psychos. What's worse they would have helped her if she'd just been honest, or made something up at least. Yet how could she tell them. How could she admit the ice queen of Furinkan was being bullied by someone she used to have wrapped around her finger? Maybe it was all in her head. Except for ripping a few photos Ranma hadn't done anything wrong. But Nabiki considered herself an expert with sarcasm and innuendo and everything about Ranma scared her know. She was being terrorized by nothing more than a hunch. The worst part is everyone loved Ranma more than ever. He and Akane get along now, there parents are thrilled just for that, Nabiki knew Kasumi's was scared to, but was in deep denial, and Happosai doesn't bother with him since Ranma just isn't as much fun as he used to be.

 

She entered the door to her home. He was waiting for her. These days he always waited for her.

 

“Hey Nabs, where you been.” Ranma asked.

 

“Out,” she said and tried to walk past him. He grabbed her arm as she went by. Out where? She shook his hand off and ran up to her room, then jumped on the bed and began to cry.

 

Nabiki cried for a good hour then her tears where broken by a feeling. Something was crawling on all fours on her back. It was so light and small her first guess was P-Chan. Then it started to massage her shoulders. Her tension just melted away. This animal seemed to know about shiatsu techniques. The massage made her feel so good that she turned around and wasn't even angry to find it was Happosai delivering this soothing treatment.

 

Nabiki realized she must look pretty pitiful. After all Happosai was looking into her eyes, and not her chest.

 

“Nabiki dear,” the old man spoke, “I brought you something.” He then held out an incense burner. “I believe you dear.” We'll fix everything.

 

She looked at her adopted grandfathers kind expression, then losing all that was left of her normal demeanor grabbed the old man and embraced him in her strongest hug. Happosai's brief moment of sincerity faded away and he thanked the kami that his arms where so short that the closest he could come to hugging the girl was to grab her chest. Nabiki didn't care. What mattered was that she didn't have to be afraid anymore. She could take action. Soon they would have the old spineless Ranma back. Only she was going to be kind to him, because she now knew what it felt like to be taken advantage of.

 

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Nabiki's been up there awhile Ranma thought.

 

Leave her alone the voice told her.

 

She seemed pretty upset when she came home tonight.

 

You upset her. Just leave her alone.

 

Maybe I should go check on her.

 

You shouldn't, the voice demanded.

 

Ranma heard the voice, but he loved to taunt it. He didn't care about Nabiki; the voice was the one he really wanted to hurt. He walked up the stairs and towards Nabiki's room. The voice in his head screamed, leave her alone, and Ranma delighted at how helpless the voice was. He turned the knob slowly just to taunt the voice, and then he entered. The door was hard to move. When he opened the door a large waft of smoke came out. Rags had been stuffed under the door to keep the smoke from spreading to the rest of the house. “What is this pot?” Ranma questioned. “Wait until Mr. Tendo finds out” he said, laughing to himself. Then he saw them, Nabiki and Happosai wearing gas masks and sitting around a large incense burner.

 

A look of horror crossed Ranma's face as he realized what it was. He starred at the burner much longer than he should have, breathing in more and more of the fumes as his heart raced and his breathing accelerated. He felt the voice leaving his mind with each breath he exhaled. Then behind him those breaths formed and shaped and drew more matter from the incense burner, until a redheaded girl appeared in the cloud of smoke.

 

Hearing a slight sound as the girl untied her pigtail and whipped her hair loose, Ranma turned. She honorably gave him a moment to ready himself but he just stood there like a deer caught in the headlights. The girl moved into a fighting stance and positioned her hands in a gesture Ranma knew all too well. Mokoto Takabisha she screamed. A burst of light emitted from her dainty hands and knocked Ranma into the wall above the bed. She then stepped over the incense burner, onto the mattress and waked towards the limp Ranma. She grabbed his throat and as she squeezed Nabiki could see energy or life or something move out of Ranma's body and into the girls. Male Ranma's body became a blinking light and then faded away.

 

The girl walked over to Nabiki and held her hand out. Nabiki starred into her expressionless face. She wondered is this really the good one. Can she trust this girl? Finally Nabiki took the hand and let the girl pull her up, but Onna Ranma didn't stop there she pulled the girl into an embrace. Again Nabiki found herself in a hug. What is wrong with me, she thought. I'm crying again. Finally Onna Ranma whispered in her ear, “Thank you my love.”

 

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The next morning.

 

Ranma gave Happosai a disapproving look.

 

“Good morning Ranma dear.” Said Happosai as he grabbed the girl's chest.

 

“Get off me you freak.”

 

“It's your own fault,” Akane scolded, “strutting around as a girl this early in the morning.”

 

Ranma ripped her sensei off of herself and held the bizarre creature by the scruff of the neck. “Looks to me like you're strutting around as a girl to Akane.” Ranma let Happosai go. Go ahead and get her big boy,” she teased. The master didn't miss a queue, in an instant he was attached to Akane's chest.

 

“EEEEK,” she screamed. “Ranma get him off me.”

 

“I don't know Akane. I kind of owe him for a favor he did me last night.”

 

“FAVOR! What favor.”

 

“He made it so that I could strangle my other self to death.”

 

Akane was so confused that she forgot about the extra weight on her chest.

 

“I might be persuaded to help you for Oh, 2500 yen,” said Onna Ranma with a mischievous grin.

 

Overhearing this, Nabiki stepped in. “Nice for a first try Ranma, but you probably could have asked for 4000 yen and gotten away with it.”

 

Ranma grabbed Nabiki and gave the girl her morning hug, whispering thank you into her ear for the millionth time. Nabiki didn't really understand who this new Ranma was. She sure as heck wasn't Ranma's good side. That didn't matter. What mattered was that in her arms she felt absolutely safe.

 

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Hi

 

Well this is it. I was reading one of the many Fics out there that continues from the “Am I pretty” episode and realized there wasn't much follow up out there to the ” Ranma and the evil within” episode.

 

I know I pretty much butchered the characters but give me your reviews anyway, even if you just want to tell me I butchered the characters.

 

Also I might write a follow up fic about Nabiki and the new Ranma's adventures, please tell me if you want to see one.