Urusei Yatsura Fan Fiction / Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ The Invader and the Emperor ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Disclaimer: I DON'T own Ranma or Urusei Yatsura this two master piece is the work of the Princess of Manga Rumiko Takahashi. I own the plot and my characters only.

 

The story is an AU. The story starts after Ranma meets Ukyo.

A little help to the readers:

”Hello.” Speech
”(Hello.)” Thought
”Mouko Takabisha” attack

„[U-chans]” signs

[Hello] Panda signs

“\Hello\” Telepathic

“//Hello\\” Telephone

 

The Invader and the Emperor

 

At the southern coast of Japan a big man in white gi was sitting on a rock while looking at the great sea.

He sat there for an hour now still nothing then he looked at the cave that was not far away from the place he sat, went to the entrance only to see the quickly darkening cave.

„(WHERE ARE YOU BOY?! THIS SHOUDNT TAKE THAT LONG! HOW LONG IS IT TO AGET A BLESSING IN AN OLD GRAVE?! Even though I told him to loot it…)” Just as he turned around he felt a shiver go down his spine.”(If something happens to the boy Nodoka will kill me!)”

„Well I can wait a little longer, the priest DID tell me that those who are deemed worthy will be blessed with power that no can EVEN dream of… that old geezer could have told me it took so long as well, it getting cold.”

 

Deeper in the cave

 

A small boy around 6 in a white gi was walking deeper into the cave, his eyes became used to the dark to see where he went. Still the dampness of the cave and the freezing wind made the tunel feel creepy enough to turn around and leave.

„I can do this otou-san wants me to get what ever is in this cave.” The young boys voice came as a whisper as he walked deeper into the seemingly never ending cave.

Then as he was about to give up and go back he saw light at the end of the tunnel.

Mostly light promised some warmth and he realy needed it, if not getting a sickness that wont kill him then it will be freezing to death.

He took a turn and there was an altar or a grave site, but unlike he ever saw before it was like on of those that a monk told him about a few weeks ago, in a place calld Europe or some thing like that.

There before him was circular shaped 'room' and in the centre of a huge kristal locked in a block of stone. At the two sides of the stone 2 huge gold statue each holding a huge swords made of gold. The small boy looked around more and saw that the light came from natural light sources… somehow the light of the Sun came in a air vent.

He went closer to the crystal and saw that there were ornaments made of gold on the floor and on the stone that held the huge crystal in the wall.

As he came closer and only a step away he saw a granite tablet with writing on it.

 

„Those who read this shall be warned that those unfit to be granted the blessing of the mighty shall become on with nothingness and be foster to the power of the one trapped here.”

 

„Strange… I wonder why otou-san wants me bring from here? He told me that I will get a some thing in here but no one is here.”

 

As the young boy was looking around he sat down and waited for someone to came and give him that something he was supposed to get if he comes here.

Suddenly the room became colder and the boy was shivering from the lack of hear now.

 

“\Boy, you who fear none but yet you fear for yourself and those who are close to you.\”

„Whose sad that?” Ranma jumped up and stood in a defensive stance.

“\You don't have to worry. I won't hurt you, there is no need for hostile actions.\”
The small boy held that stance for a minute but then he took up his normal stance for somehow he trusted the voice.

„Can you come out?” the little boy asked only a chuckle could be heard at that the boy only pouted.

“\Fine. I shall show myself. Turn around.\”

Ranma did as he was told and at the central of the crystal started clearing up and slowly a figure could be seen.

“\Young one, we have to hurry. You came here to my blessing?\”

„Yes, I think… but why do we have to hurry?”

“\There's no time for me to tell you that.\” The room started to darken and the form once again faded.

“\LITTLE ONE RUN!\” Just as the voice cried out to the small boy the two statues eyes flared to life and both locked on the child's small form.
The boy went into panic and wanted to move but one of the statues already blocked the exit.

„(Maybe between his legs… I can run out there!)” The boy ran like never before and just as he was bout to jump between the statue's legs it slashed with its weapon, the boy stopped at this and jumped back but the weapon still made a huge wound on his left chest.

The two statues feeling that the intruder won't live long returned to there posts.

The small boys frame lay in a pool of its own blood.

„It's… cold… otou-san… taskete!” Were the only words the boy could say before falling unconscious from the loss of blood.

 

When he opened his eyes the boy was laying in a dark place only mist could be seen.

„Koko wa doko?”

„You are at the edge of reality.”

„Who sad that?”

„It was none other than I.” A tall man wearing a pair of black pants and form fitting white sleeve less shirt came out of the mist, his eyes closed and smiling at him.

„Your voice is familiar… are you the man in the pretty rock?”

„Yes that is a way to say it. But I'm here to help you, do you know why are you here?”

„Um… I remember running and then pain from…” The child's face darkened when he realised what happened.

„Yes, you are about to die. But I can help you.”

„How?” The young boy ran to his knees and grabbed his pants tugging at it while trying to push back his tears.

„We have to merge.”

„But, how?” The boy didn't understand what the man meant by that.

„Firstly do you know what I am?” The young boy only shook his head.”Young one, you are in the presence of the Creator Of Worlds. The most ancient will of all.”

This made the boy look at him questioning what he sad. But at this the man opened his eyes a pair of amber coloured eyes it was like a snake's or a neko.

„Joining with you would be an easy task.”

„Would that mean that I will live? And what about you?” The man hugged him and held his little frame to his.

„So pure, even now you think of others. Yes you would survive and I would be locked in you and slowly my power would become one with yours.”

The small boy looked ad him and he once again shed his tears.”I wont have that you are a nice person, you can't die!”

„Do you want to see you mother?” At this the child looked up to his eyes once again and after a moment nodded to his question.”Then you have to join with me. That is the only way you can see your mother again.”

The boy only nodded while his tears flow like a river, it was strange he didn't known him for an hour even and yet the boy felt that he would miss him.

The man gave the boy one last hug and headed towards the blackness once again.

„One more thing boy, what is your name?”

„Ranma… Saotome Ranma. And what's you name odzsisan?” From where Ranma was standing, he couldn't see the slight twitch that formed on the man's eye.

„Ranryu and don't call me odzsisan alright? I'm too young for that.”

Now as Ranma was standing alone a sudden flesh and everything was white, then he was in the same place, lying in a puddle of blood and the crystal was in pieces.

„BOY! WHERE ARE YOU?!” The loud voice came from the entrance of the cave so Ranma hurried out but on the way out he picked up a piece of the crystal.

After 15 minutes of running he reached the mouth of the cave.

„Finally… where were you so long? Did you find it?” The man flooded Ranma with rapid questions, he told him that he found the site but before he could continue the man hung his head.

„We lost precious training time, you don't look stronger by an inch… well at least we had our time out day.” The man then started to walk towards the road and the boy stood there dumbstruck.

„What are you doing boy. Hurry up or I'll leave you here!”

„Hai Otousan.”