Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Stars of the Toushin ❯ Heritage Revealed ( Chapter 2 )

I own nothing but my plot. There, I said it. So back off with the chainsaw wielding lawyers. I mean it, back off! HELP!!!

 

 

 

Heritage Revealed

 

Ranma sitting on the roof thinking isn't unusual. What he was thinking about is. He wasn't thinking about his life, or his rivals trying to kill him again, or even about Akane and her damn mallet and temper. He was thinking about the energy or `force' that he has always felt. Something had changed. He could see it! He woke up one morning on his own (which should have clued him into something being wrong) about three months after the failed wedding, and suddenly everything was surrounded by a soft blue light. Just as he was getting used to seeing everything like that, it all disappeared. Everything was back to normal, bland and dull. Though, at times, everything would return to being surrounded by that blue light. Like right now. He looked around at everything and smiled. Even on a moonless night, he could see perfectly. Then he realized that the lights weren't going out. This made him curious, as everyday for the last two months, at what seemed random intervals; the glowing lights went on and off. Now they were staying on….. hmmm. This could pose a problem. He tried concentrating really, really hard. Slowly, the lights dimmed until they totally went out. With a sigh of relief, he relaxed. Suddenly, they turned back on.

 

“Ah crap.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ranma had eventually gotten it so that he could change his sight back and forth from regular to `force' with merely a thought. He found that ever since he started seeing the `force', his own abilities had been greatly amplified. Now with merely a thought and a lift of his hand, he could make seven ton boulders fly effortlessly. And with only slight concentration, he could make a bolt of lightning appear and destroy the boulder, while it was still flying. Of course, he could only do so much without starting to feel severely drained. He had started meditating more often, because it brought about a sense of control as he felt his power grow. This of course brought him ridicule from the peanut gallery. His father started calling him a weak little girl, which of course Soun seconded. This had caused them both to go into a spiel about how the only thing that could save his honor was to marry Akane. This had started Akane on how she would never marry a `sex-changing pervert'. That having been said she stormed off to her room.

“Ah, the perfect couple, Saotome,” said Dumb.

“Couldn't agree more, Tendo,” said Dumber. (1)

 

 

Ranma found that the best way to ignore them was to concentrate on something better. So he concentrated on his upcoming meeting with his mother. She had calmed down a lot lately. She had apologized to him for her actions. She had simply gotten a little over zealous in her wanting of grandchildren. She had contacted him a couple of days ago, wanting to meet with him at her home. Was he nervous? While he may look calm on the outside, inside he was sweating bullets. He had never been this nervous in his life. He was supposed to meet her in two hours, so he took some deep calming breaths, and headed off.

 

 

It was about two hours later that Ranma found himself standing outside a mansion that made the Kuno's mansion look like a shack. As he stood there gawking, he never noticed a woman come from behind until she was standing right next to him.

“It's even better on the inside, Ranma,” Nodoka said softly.

“What... How?” asked a bewildered Ranma.

“Come with me, my son. I will tell you everything once we're inside,” she said calmly.

 

 

She led Ranma by the hand into the `house'. To call it a house is to insult it. The styling was sort of a cross of European and Japanese. It had to have been over 90,000 square feet! The grounds were very well kept; there was even a big garden. He could see lots of roses as well as vegetables. If the outside was this beautiful, he could hardly imagine what the inside looked like. As they entered the house, his eyes widened to the size of plates, the dinner type. It was very beautiful and richly decorated. It wasn't extravagantly rich, but more a refined type. But the most noticeable feature was that the walls were covered with medieval weapons. Nodoka noticed Ranma staring at the weapons.

“I see you have noticed our collection,” she said.

“Our collection?”

“Yes, Ranma. My great-great-great grandfather started it. He wanted to have something to remind him of his father, who died in war. His father was an English Knight who had been a favorite of the Queen. However, when she died, her nephew took over the throne. He hated our ancestor with a passion. He took this golden opportunity to get rid of our ancestor and banished him to Japan. He was found by the forces of a local warlord, who of course attacked him. They fought for a long time, long enough for the warlord to be attracted to the fight. In the end, he killed six of the warlord's best samurai. He was about to be slain by one of the warlord's men, but the warlord stopped him. He had seen the skill and battle prowess that the knight had shown, and to be frank, he was deeply impressed. He brought the knight back from the brink, and brought him into his family by marrying him to his niece. She was Saotome Takana. Our great-great-great-great grandmother. He took her name and the rest is history,” she ended with a smile.

 

 

To say that Ranma was stunned is to say that the sun is sort of bright. She could see that it was going to take a while for him to digest all this, so she went to make some tea. It was about ten minutes later that he finally came out of it.

“Wow, so is this what you wanted to show me?” asked Ranma.

“No Ranma, this isn't. What I want to show you is upstairs in the attic. But first, I want to tell you something. It's very important that you keep an open mind, as what I'm going to tell you may sound crazy. Even by your standards,” she told him.

“Ok, shoot.”

“Alright, Ranma, to start off, Genma isn't your father,” she said with a sigh.

 

To say that he was shocked by this news is an understatement. Genma wasn't his father. The man that had tortured him in the name of the Art… wasn't even his real father. For some reason, he immediately believed his mother, no questions asked. Well there was one question.

“How? Why?”

Ok make that two questions.

“Well, Ranma,” she began. “To begin with, I loved your father very much. He was a kind and honorable man. He was also a fighter without peer. You see, he used a type of power that no one else could use. It was called…”

“The force?” Ranma answered.

“You know about it?” she asked, shocked.

“Ya, it's been sort of… well, talking to me for a couple of years now,” he answered sheepishly.

“That's what he told me once. That it talked to him. I guess I'm not surprised. He told me that any children we had would have a good chance to have the same abilities that he had,” she replied wistfully.

“You miss him?” asked Ranma.

“Yes Ranma, I miss him terribly. It's been about 19 years since he died. He died, ironically enough, in a plane crash. To think, the most powerful man in the world dies in a plane crash,” she told him. “Anyway, he would have wanted me to move on and I would have except that I was pregnant with you. Now Ranma, I know that I apologized for how I have acted since you came back, but I have yet to apologize for allowing Genma to take you in the first place. I'd like to beg your forgiveness, my son. I had believed him when he told me that he would take good care of you, and that he'd bring you back for visits and training with me. Please forgive me for my foolishness,” she asked while bowing to him.

Ranma raised her up, and said, “Its okay Mom. I forgive you. You trusted him, like I did.”

“Thank you Ranma,” she said while wiping a tear from her eye. “Now there is something about your father that you should know. You see, he wasn't… normal. Your father was a Jedi Master from the planet Ecorf.

 

With this admission, Ranma's brain did the only thing that it could. It shut down.

 

 

 

Author's Notes:

(1) Sorry, couldn't resist.

 

Now the votes are still running. I hope to have everything in order by the fourth chapter.

 

By the way, I'm still looking for a female human's name. She'll be his training partner.