REN Side Story - No Alucard

[LawOhki]

Rest of the scene. Tendo's are too tired to deal with things are the moment. Problems will arise in the morning.

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Ranma didn’t know where Akane had found the stone maneki neko statue, but she knew how much it hurt when it was thrown at her, and caved her head in.

Her limbs twitched erratically and Ranma struggled to work out the strange feelings brought on by not having a brain. It actually felt rather pleasant in a way. Like when she would retreat into herself to get away from some situation her former Master had put her in. Noting that someone had removed the murder device from her head, there really wasn’t much she could do when someone moved her inside of the building.

“What do you mean Ranma’s still alive?” Nodoka asked as Ranma was set down somewhere.

‘Sheesh give me a minute to pull my head back together.’ Ranma would have rolled her eyes but they were still mush.

“Akane, Ranma’s right in the head now.” Nabiki said to her sister.

“How was I supposed to know?” Akane answered. “And he’s still a vampire.”

“So am I now, are you going to stone me too?”

“You should finish this now, there’s no more reason to put off ending this stain on the family honor.” Nodoka spoke up again.

The statement of her mother made Ranma react instinctively, her head snapping back to normal, the blood that had escaped her even sucked back into her. “If you’re going to kill me, at least let me be involved.” Ranma spoke while sitting up, her sudden recovery making several of the humans jump. Now that she was free and no longer had someone torturing her, simply ending her life now was as attractive as it was when Nodoka first appeared in her life. “Sides, I’m in too good a mood to have someone shove a wooden stake into my chest.” She added.

“I am also not going to see the one who saved my great granddaughters life be killed in front of me.” Cologne gave her opinion.

Nodoka gripped her katana tightly, her lips pressed firmly together, and a look of distaste on her face. “Nothing further can be gained here.” With a small bow, she grabbed Genma, and left.

“Such a strange and awkward woman.” Cologne remarked. “As much as I want to question these two, I need to attend to Shampoo, so if you would be so kind to return to your home.”

“Yes we should go home.” Soun announced.

“Tell me if Shampoo gets weaker.” Ranma told the old woman.

“What would you do?” Cologne asked. “If she became a vampire she would die without the Master vampire.”

“Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t want to be there.” Ranma grabbed her things and followed the Tendo’s out of the shop. Ukyo and Konatsu weren’t in attendance, and Ranma knew the likely reason for that.

[LawOhki]

I'm not sure on the second scene. It's kind of what I wanted but then I kept changing my mind and now it's basically where I want to end it, seeing as the major plot element is over with, and dealing with family issues could take up another 10k easily.


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Sitting down in the living room, Ranma adjusted her hearing so she couldn’t hear Nodoka and Genma discussing him out in the dojo. She had listened for all of a minute before becoming disgusted by her mother who was more angry that she was being unmanly than a vampire who killed people. Genma was angry that she preyed on the weak. They were just going around in circles and Ranma was sick of hearing the word manly.

“Akane, I’m not going to bite.” She said without looking back at Akane who was hiding behind the wall in the hallway. “You should probably get some sleep anyways.”

“I can’t go to sleep with a vampire in the house.” The youngest Tendo stepped out quickly as if she hadn’t been sitting there for the past five minutes spying on her. “You’re really Ranma right? Not that-- whatever she was.”

“If I was her I’d be crying over that bastard who made me into a vampire.” Ranma smiled sadly at her former fiancée. “Akane is this a picture of me?” She held up a framed picture of the Tendo family, Genma, and a strange boy that she didn’t know.

“What kind of question is that? Of course that’s you.” Akane came in and sat down across the table from her.

“I’m handsome.” Gazing fondly at the teen in the picture, she couldn’t connect the person contained in it with herself, but he looked so familiar that they could be twins.

“You’re ego certainly isn’t in trouble.” Akane snorted.

Ranma bit down on her lower lip, her vision blurring red as she started to cry. “How could he?” She asked herself. “He said he was supposed to help and to guide me, to tell me what I needed to know.” Her shoulders shook and the picture frame cracked under her grip. “But he used me, he treated me like a slave, he--.” She couldn’t think up a word that fit what he had done to her mind. Clutching the picture to her chest, she closed her eyes, and desperately tried to force the image of the young man on to herself.

“Are you alright?” Akane asked worriedly.

“No-- I’m not.” Ranma admitted softly, standing up she left the youngest Tendo to go find the only person who might understand what she was going through, still clutching the picture to her chest.

X x x x x x

Snuggling deeper into the soft blankets of her bed, Nabiki frowned, popping open her eyes to look at the wall across the room. ‘I’m not sleepy at all.’ It wasn’t even like she was too excited to sleep, she was very calm. Far calmer than she should be considering what had happened earlier in the night. She had her first meal as a vampire, got about midway through lesbian sex with a psychotic red head, and witnessed the death of the vampire master she didn’t really know. She had even witnessed Ranma becoming a wet smear on the ground by her younger sister only to get up a minute later unharmed.

That she wasn’t actually warm was worrying. Being cold blooded took a lot of fun out of simple things like curling up in a blanket. Without a knock, the door to her room swung open, and Ranma stepped in before closing it behind her. The red head didn’t say anything before sitting down at the foot of her bed with a picture frame clutched her chest.

“We can’t sleep at night, don’t bother trying.” Ranma said mechanically.

Sitting up, she glared at the other vampire. “So I should just give up and do everything a good little vampire is supposed to do?” She asked angrily.

“Why did you-- with her?” Ranma suddenly shifted into an uncomfortable subject.

“Why?” She quickly listened for the heartbeat of anyone listening in just to make sure her buzz saw of a sister was going to pop in.

“Is it because she was a girl? Or someone who tried to act like a girl and wasn’t just some guy in a girls body?” Ranma asked quickly.

“What are you talking about?”

“This is me right?” Ranma held up a picture that showed her family and the two Saotome men.

“Obviously.”

“I can’t remember.” The other vampire dropped the picture to the bed. “When I first learned how to change forms-- he-- he-- punished me.”

“Punished?” Nabiki asked, punished was such a vague word, that she had no way to figure out what had happened.

“He-- went into my head-- and-- and he took my body from me.” Ranma’s voice caught as she explained it. “I-- only know I’m a man because my memories couldn’t be that of a girl.”

“It’s good that he’s dead.” Nabiki patted Ranma on the shoulder, having no clue how to comfort anyone. She was usually the one causing people to be distraught.

“And her.” Ranma added, likely indicating the false personality.

“And her.” Nabiki agreed.

“So then why did you-- with her?” The red head reminded Nabiki suddenly that this had started with Ranma bringing up earlier activities.

“That was.” She struggled to answer. Thinking hadn’t been her strongpoint earlier and she had assumed that Ranma would be like that forever. Having the real Ranma, who had been there for every moment suddenly want to know why was a difficult thing to answer.

“You told me you loved me once just so you could jerk me around and torment me. Not even one night with her and you hop right in bed with her.” Ranma’s stared at her with an impossibly hard look. “Did being a man matter to you?”

“Listen Ranma, earlier that was-- that was just because of.” Nabiki floundered for a way to justify her actions without alienating Ranma. The other vampire had put her in a no win situation. “Ranma.” She slid out from her blanket to slide over to Ranma’s position. “Being a man wasn’t why I never did anything with you.” She answered, grabbing the sides of the smaller girl’s head, and kissing her deeply. Ranma’s eyes widened in shock momentarily before her eyelids drooped. The red head twisting on the bed to face Nabiki’s body, bringing her legs up on the sheets.

Breaking off the kiss, Nabiki nearly slapped herself for doing that. “This may just be because I’ve been turned into an evil blood sucking monster, but it’s like-- I don’t know. When Akane hit you with that statue earlier I was terrified that you might be dead. When you were lying in that bed like a vegetable, I was so worried that you wouldn’t wake up, and I’d have to face this alone.”

“Idiot.” Ranma got right up in Nabiki’s face. “Our blood is the same now; we’re closer than any twins. Didn’t you hear when that crazy girl said she wanted a sister?”

“Then-- wait-- isn’t that.” She wasn’t interested in incest.

“Monsters remember?” Ranma closed her eyes and Nabiki watched as the girl turned into a rough approximation of the original male form. “Did I get it right?” He patted down his chest before moving his hand to feel himself much lower. “Feels weird.”

Nabiki’s line of thought was derailed by Ranma’s sudden change, having thought that she would have to look like she belonged in high school for all time. “How did you do that?”

“It’s easy, just imagine what you want to be in your mind, and then make your body do it.” Ranma was engrossed in feeling himself up like he had never been a boy before.

“Like this?” Her body was momentarily uncomfortable before she was a slightly more masculine version of herself. She imagined that she just looked like she had bound her breasts and she doubted that she got the details right between her legs.

“You make a very pretty boy.” Ranma joked.

“So do you.” He pointed out. Ranma may have become a man but his height hadn’t increased and he looked like masculine woman. Deciding to mess with Ranma some more, he moved towards the other vampire with a sultry look. “We had the yuri earlier, want to finish with yaoi?” Nabiki had meant it as a joke but Ranma immediately looked at him like he was going to kill him. Shooting to the the far side of the bed, he brought up his hands in warding. “It was a joke! You know there’s some fanfic out there that goes just like that.”

“I’ll never do anything with a man.” Ranma’s form melted back into a girl and she stared down at her lap. “Maybe when I was human-- if the circumstances were just perfect, if the planets aligned, and it was destined. But not after what I was forced to do. Not even with you.”

Nabiki also went back to her real body, marveling briefly at how much control she had already. Changing into a guy might be an interesting diversion but now was not the time. “It’s a good thing he’s dead.”

“But not before he wrecked my life, your’s, and maybe Shampoo’s.”

“Well we should have a long time to pick up the pieces.” Moving over to sit on the side of the bed with Ranma, she tried to imagine what the future would be like, but couldn’t. She looked down when Ranma rested her hand on her thigh.

“It’s horrible but I’m glad you’re a vampire too.” The red head smiled sadly. “Being alone like this, if he hadn’t made it so I can’t kill myself, I would have done it a long time ago.”

“Say you’re happy about that after I’ve been one more than a night.” She laughed, knowing that there would be a lot she had to learn. Placing her own hand on Ranma’s thigh, she traced her hand up and down it. She had never been this forward with anyone before, she just wanted to be as close to Ranma as possible. It could be that Ranma had become important to her for dealing with her new life, it could be Ranma herself, or it could be some compulsion that the bastard who turned her had put in her head. The effect was still the same.

“Ya know I think that perverted copy isn’t really gone.” Ranma commented, leaning in towards her.

“Didn’t you say she was?”

“Yea, but could you imagine me doing this otherwise?” Ranma smiled shyly, draping her arms around Nabiki’s neck, and causing them to fall back on the bed. The red head looked down into her eyes. “And it’s not like she didn’t think she was the real Ranma. Maybe it was just me that was split, the parts he didn’t like and the parts he did, and now we’re back together.”

“Good, because she did this amazing thing with her hands.” Nabiki pecked Ranma on the cheek with a kiss and wrapped her arms around the other girl’s waist to pull her down. “Maybe being a vampire doesn’t have to be all bad.”

[LawOhki]

Full chapter posted, comes in close to a neat 20k.

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