I really need feedback on the next section. I completely changed it to have react Ranma much more violently and incredulously to Cologne's story. Hope it's better now and plausible. Please, tell me what you think.OLD “Excuse me,” Cologne interrupted and stepped in front of the cowering man. “Did you say compulsion?”
“Yes,” he confirmed as he lifted his head. “A voice always tells me to try it out, that it would make the boy stronger, and I simply can’t resist.”
NEW The elder on the other hand had a very different reaction. “Excuse me,” she interrupted the apologetic man. “Did you say compulsion?”
“Yes,” he confirmed and lifted his head. “I don’t really understand why, but whenever I find a martial arts scroll or a training manual a seductive voice seems to short-circuit my common sense and I can’t resist the lure to teach them to my son as fast as possible.”
OLD “I don’t think there’s any viler act than trying to murder one’s own family.”
To say that the teen and his father were shocked would be an understatement. Horrified would come closer, but even that word wasn’t strong enough to describe how they felt. The look in their eyes said it all. You didn’t have to be very perceptive to recognize that this act of betrayal hat literally shut down their minds. They had been witness to several illegal, and even criminal acts over the ten years they’d been traveling together, but never anything so cruel.
Ranma decided that if Cologne’s suspicions proved to be true he’d never voluntarily go back to them. No way in hell would he ever associate with monsters like that. Real monsters probably cared more about their offspring than his family did, as sad as it was. If this was the typical behavior of wizards the pigtailed boy was happy that his father had gotten him away from that world.
Genma had a lot of shortcomings, and he was the first to admit it... inwardly at least, but discriminating against other people was not one of them.
NEW “I don’t think there’s any viler act than trying to murder one’s own family.
“Oh come on now!” an incredulous Ranma exclaimed not believing a word of what he had just heard. “Next you’ll tell me they eat children and kick puppies for fun.” Then he looked at his father and was quite surprised to see the shocked look in his eyes. No, it was more than shock; it was terror. The old man really seemed to believe the elder’s explanation, outlandish as it may have been.
“Hey, pops,” he tried to get his father out of the shock he was in. “Don’t tell me you believe that bull.” The bespectacled man didn’t react at all. “Hello? Earth to moron,” Ranma taunted his father in order to get him to react.
“Quiet, boy!” He hit his son on the head to get him to shut up. “You don’t know what they’re like. I wouldn’t put it past him to do something like that. You haven’t lived there for as long as I have. You have no idea what life was like. So don’t act like you know everything. She didn’t make it up. Those spells really exist and it’s very possible that it happened the way the elder explained it.”
The haunted look in his father’s eyes had really shaken him up. He’d never seen him so terrified in all of the time they’d traveled together. Yet, he couldn’t believe it; or rather he didn’t want to believe it. If it were true… no, he really didn’t want to think about it. He frantically shook his head in denial and was about to bolt as the sight of his father in such a sorry state had really unnerved him and he didn’t want to be witness to that any longer.
Before he could run away Cologne tripped him with her stick and he heavily fell to the ground face first
“What did you do that for?” He jumped up and yelled at the elder.
“That’s what I should ask you. What were you thinking? “Do you honestly believe that running away will solve anything? You’re a fool and a coward.”
“I am not a coward!” Ranma countered angrily and the elder hid a smile. He had reacted exactly like she’d expected. She was certain that anger was much better in this situation than depression.
“Oh, really?” She taunted. “What else do you call someone who runs at the first sign of trouble? A hero? I don’t think so. A real martial artist would face his problems like a man, but what do I see in front of me? A little boy who’s too afraid to face the truth.”
“You take that back!” He attacked the old woman, but she countered the clumsy attack without even looking at her opponent and threw him to the ground. This continued for a while, but Ranma never even came close to tagging his opponent. A few minutes later he lay in the dirt, completely exhausted.”
“Are you quite finished?” She asked him with a hint of concern in her voice. “You know, sometimes letting it all out is the best solution.”
Much to Ranma’s surprise he was indeed feeling a little better, or at least he could once again think rationally.
“You know, why don’t you forget about your family situation for the moment until I can prove that I am right? For the moment just think about everything you heard. We have the means to find out the truth in the village… if you can wait that long.”
The young martial artist agreed. He’d give her the benefit of the doubt… for the moment. If there really was a way for him to learn the truth inside the village he could wait that long, and if the matriarch’s suspicions were confirmed… well, he’d think about his next step at that moment.
Genma hadn’t noticed any of that as he had been lost in his own thoughts. He knew that he had a lot of shortcomings, and was the first to admit it... inwardly at least, but discriminating against other people was not one of them[…]
And that's the bottom line 'cause Dumbledork said so.
Dumbledork 3:16