Disclaimer: me nor mike own any copyrights to either Ranma 1/2, Dragonball Z, or Fatal Fury. Any resemblance this story has to any situation or any characters living or dead is purely in your imagination and you might want to think about seeking psychiatric help. I also realize that there maybe a few grammar and spelling mistakes. I'm only human, what the hell do you want from me?

Width of a Circle-- a Human Saiyan side story

Prolog

Ryoga was flying through the air-- he didn't know for how long though, he's been drifting in and out of consciousness for a while now, and it could have been anywhere from days to hours.

"I guess now I know how Ranma felt ever time Akane brought out that mallet of hers." He thought sadly.

But he was dead.

She was dead.

All of them were dead. It didn't matter anymore. Nothing mattered anymore.

Ryoga nodded back into unconsciousness, only to get rudely awaken by crashing against the roof of a castle.

In Germany.

Krauser was playing on his organ. It was his father's favorite song; it was the song that he played when he was feeling introspective.

"Ha, those fools!" He thought, "they think me dead, even that incompetent bastard half-brother of his Geese. Those fools didn't know what they had coming to them. They thought that he was dead after his defeat from Terry Bogart HA! If they only knew."

Terry saw him fall into the lake surrounding his castle. What the fools didn't know are all those underwater caverns that lie under the castle, which his family had been using for centuries for various reasons. Even that incompetent half-brother of his didn't know its existence. He didn't even know it's full extent until that fateful day 4 years ago when Terry Bogart defeated him. He thought it nothing but a convenient hiding spot and training ground for him to use. Then, he found his family's secret library. It dates all the way back to Grecian times, and more then one of literatures in his library contained martial arts techniques.

He spent the first couple of months just looking through the wealth of knowledge. He found an original copy of Homer's classic, some parts edited out of from the text we know of today. This text contained some of Archilles' breathing exercises that he used to concentrate his energy force for prolonged periods of time for battle, it could deflect incoming arrows. It made it so that it just looked like arrows missed him, but what it actually did was refract its trajectory so it looked like it missed him. But that was the least of the abilities that he has gained. In the next King of Fighters tournament, he'll enter it under guise and get his revenge; he'll get revenge on them all! He figured first he'd rip the heart out of that kickboxer Joe-- then he'd crush that ninja girl Mai's throat. Send both Bogart brothers in a rage that will do. He can almost feel the rage and depression at this very moment. No, wait-- this is something different.

He heard a crash from above. He was too startled to move when the next thing he knew a broken, half-naked body landed right on top of his organ, splitting it in two.

He looks at the youth. Young, but he was strong, he thought to himself. If he lived the impact, then perhaps he found his new disciple. To bad, such a waste really.

He turned his back to call his servants to clean up this mess.

Ryoga woke up-- He saw the back of someone that could be none other then Cell, after all, how far could his Shi Shi Hokodan have thrown him anyway? He struggled to his feet, good, his legs still work. "For killing Akane and Ranma, YOU WILL DIE!!! NOBODY WAS SUPPOSE TO KILL RANMA BUT ME!"

Krauser turned around, interested, but he hasn't killed anyone in at least 4 years. He'd been training an awful lot. "I killed lots of people, but this is the first time I'm getting accused of killing somebody I have not! Who are you? Who sent you?"

"I'll have none of your lies, you big green monster! I saw them die by your hands just a moment ago! PERFECT SHI SHI HAKODAN!"

The force of the blast threatened the very integrity of Kauser's home. Kauser was shocked by this amount of power, even with his new Archilles Sheild, he was feeling the force of impact. This man was too dangerous to be kept around if he could do this after landing from, who knows where? He must be dealt with now in his weakened state.

"BLITZ BALLS," he shouted throwing spheres of pure energy at this stranger. Good, he's stunned.

"HURRICANE PUNCH," the move he stole from Terry Bogart himself, there's no way he could get up from that!

But the stranger just got up, wobbly though he may be. Then, a sickly green and purple aura surrounded him. Red seemed to cover his eyes. It was time to use some of his new moves! "ODDESSA'S BLITZ!" A move he made up just for Terry. It was a variation from Odessa's arrows, only they came out many in succession. The arrow's hit the youth, but he just kept right on coming, like a man obsessed. He was coming in close though, that was a big mistake, for his library was vast, and he has become much, much, much deadlier! "SHIVA'S DANCE!" It was a succession of movements that hit the opponent with devastating force.

Think of the power of his Kaiser Wave and the Hurricane punch together concentrated onto points in his fists, knees, elbows and feet! This was the pinnacle of his achievements, to use them meant absolute death to his opponent! It worked perfectly too.

His foe was now silent.

He turned around to get his servants to clean up what was left of his castle. Well, he thought, that certainly was a good diversion. I'd like to see how well I'd do if he were at full health!

Unfortunately for him, he never suspected the true terror of learning the Shi Shi Hokodan. It's stemmed from converting his depression into energy, now, and at pure depression, he was converting it into pure energy.

Krauser first noted the incredible spike in energy. Then, he felt the terrible cold. His breath condensed as he breathed out. He turned around to see that strange youth get up. It was inconceivable! How could he have overlooked this youth? Where had he been to go unnoticed for so long? The stranger was just coming closer and closer. hat did it take to put this guy down... he was.. he was.... he was a monster.

"You killed my friends... you killed my enemies... I have no more purpose left to live but see you in your grave."

Damn! Even his voice brought chills down his spine! Damnit! He was supposed to kill Terry Bogart! "I will not have my plans interfered by a peon like you!" He lashed out into another Shiva's Dance, only... it wasn't working. In fact the stranger was countering with his own Shiva's dance!

Memories started flooding his mind to the first time he met Terry Bogart when he defeated him using his own Hurricane Punch, and now this stranger was doing the exact same thing to him, and he was doing it better too damnit! The strength of those blows could level mountains, and he wasn't only dishing it out, but he was taking it too! Even without an Achilles Sheild. This shouldn't be possible, this CAN'T BE POSSIBLE!

Then, another impossibility occurred. The day had been full of them. The stranger's fist shattered his Achilles Sheild and hit him straight on the face. He felt himself black out as he crashed into the wall, only to be brought back to light with an iron grip on his throat. What was he saying? He couldn't make it out, but he heard a crack, was that my....

Ryoga just cracked the man's neck like a twig before he realized that it was the wrong man! Oh my god... I killed someone innocent!

Ryoga obviously didn't know who he was talking about.

In a fit of depression... he let off another perfect Shi Shi Hokodan... bringing the whole castle under the water. Darkness came to him... I'll be with you soon, Akane, or I'll meet you in Hell, Ranma! Doesn't matter much to me anymore.

Authors note.

number 1) This story is only going by Fatal Fury movies one and two because those are the only ones I've seen, I have talked to a few prereaders about this, and they suggested all this neato stuff with other characters from King of Fighters, but i have decided to ignore such advise because of time restrains on going through different KoF sites for research purposes.

number 2) Mike's a good guy and all, but he's got nothing to do with this side story other then the status of pre-reader. You'll find out why in time, patience is a virtue. Anger, fear, aggression-- those lead to the dark side.

number 3) If there are parts you don't understand, more then likely it's that way for a reason. You're more then welcome to ask if there is a part that you have a question on, but if we don't answer, the answer will probably be coming sooner or later, just don't hold your breath.

number 4) A lot of Fatal Fury fans have been warning me not to have Ryoga and Mai fight-I thought it over and decided to have them fight anyway... just wait and see...

number 5) Actually, i haven't decided that definitely, so it might not happen... though, if it does happen...

you can find A Human Saiyajin at Mike's page

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A Human Saiyajin side story

Width of a Circle

Disclaimer: Yes, I do own Ranma and Fatal Fury, just don't tell anyone, it's suppose to be a secret! And if you believe that, I got this bridge over in Brooklyn that's for sale! You could make a mint from tolls alone! It's the sale of a lifetime I tell you!

Chapter 1

Ryoga woke up soaking wet in a dark damp cave. He was cold, hungry, and he ached all over. Wait a sec... cold and wet? As impossible as it sounded, he was cold, wet, and still Ryoga. Damn, where'd he put his shirt? But, how did this happen?

Wait... there was a fight! Ranma, Ranma couldn't change either, but he was stuck as a girl now. Ryoga just shivered, what would he do if he suddenly got stuck as a pig? He didn't even want to think about that. Ranma stopped changing when he got stung with Cell's tail!

Ryoga knew there was some kind of analogy in there some where, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

Then it hit him, Ranma doesn't have to worry about being stuck as a girl anymore... he saw the smile on her face as he lashed out the perfect Shi Shi Hokodan. Her body was busted up and broken, but he knew what she was smiling about. After all these years, he finally won one, he finally beat Ranma at something. Somehow, it felt emptier then he thought. But that face, goddamn it, that face. There was no way in bloody hell he's ever going to forget that face. Her face was paper white, splashed with red, some parts where bruised and it had a sickly green tint to it. What was that smile for? Ah yes, acknowledgement. A totally alien concept coming from Ranma, but for some reason, it just seemed so natural from Ranma-chan.

But it wasn't deserved. Not by a long shot, his Shi Shi Hokodan backfired. Whatever that thing was, it was a monster. He not only stood up to his most powerful attacks, but the blast some how ricocheted off of him and brought me to who knows where!

But that face, damnit, why couldn't he get that picture of her out of his mind? But she was dead now, he is dead now. She trusted him, but now she's dead and it's all his fault! Damnit Ranma, this is all your fault, and now you must haunt me forever! You trusted me, and I'll never forgive you for that. God help me, I'll never forgive myself either.

"Kahlil Gibran" quipped a black bird insanely.

"What did you say?" Ryoga stared at the bird intensely, but it was silent now. Then it took to the air, and led Ryoga through a corridor and seemed to vanish when Ryoga finally caught up. At the end of the corridor, was a door, extravagantly ornamented. He clasped the brass handle into his grip, and twisted the knob. It was locked, but since when have locked doors ever been a problem with anybody from Nerima? Ryoga simply body checked the door. He had to hand it to the craftsmanship, neither the door nor the frame was damaged from the impact, too bad it couldn't be said to be the same for the granite it was imbedded in.

Over in England...

Joe Higashi was sitting down enjoying his breakfast, thinking about the fight that he had just the previous night. He was sitting down reading the paper, hmmm... another alien attack in Japan... then Joe saw something that made him spit his coffee out.

"Shit, that's Krauser's castle, or... at least what's left of it! What the hell happened? Just how many times has it been destroyed anyway?" Joe remembered Krauser. Joe remembered him well. He remembered how cocky he was when he tried to sneak attack Krauser in his hotel room. Krauser defeated him as if he was a green belt. Yeah, green behind the ears no doubt. But he doesn't have to worry about Krauser anymore, Terry told him that he, rather then accept defeat from Terry, jumped off his castle.

Something didn't feel right though, this needed investigating. Everybody else and their brother will be investigating the alien in Japan, nobody would think twice about Krauser, or... if he had a successor.

Istanbul...

Terry Bogart was eating at a small outdoor cafe, having some hommus and pita-- a figure approached him from behind...

"Hi Andy! what's going on?"

"Well... someone just demolished Krauser castle to nothing..."

Terry was shocked, he wasn't aware of any activity over in Germany, he thought that everything was gone silent after the Armor of Mars adventure. This was not good. Information was scarce at this point though. In order to find out what they're up against, they'd have to go to Germany. "Andy, you feel like a trip? I hear they have good beer in Germany..."

Andy just smirked at his older brother. "Yeah, right. But remember, if we fight Krauser again, it's my turn!"

"Heh... anything you say bro, anything you say."

Germany-_-~

Ryoga went through the door. The support crumbled as he walked through. It was a big library, with lots of books and scrolls and stone slabs with strange pictures of people and animals on it. The portraits hung along the walls spoke volumes about the previous owners, the paintings were dark and gloomy, and showed a powerful male line of ancestry, something Ryoga could relate too, but there was something else in the portraits, something more sinister that just ate away at Ryoga and left a bad taste inside his mouth.

The ebony bird was perched upon the chamber door on the opposite end of the room. It just sounded like the avian was laughing at him in a chuckling crow, and smirked bemusement at Ryoga's own shortcomings. Well, Ryoga was not someone to let anybody laugh at him, especially not some insane bird. Ryoga stalked towards the bird bent on teaching the flying rat what it meant to ridicule one Ryoga Hibiki. Ryoga took hold of a book so old that the writing on the cover was worn away, making to know the title impossible. Tossing the forgotten lore at the bird, it fluttered across the room, landing on a bust of Pallas. Perched there, and nothing more.

The bird of ebony, sat there, in beguiling amusement squawked out of context at Ryoga. "You fuckin', bird." Said Ryoga, "Why do you taunt me so, what business have you with me this night? To what purpose you have to lead me here? What have you for me to do?"

The craven bird said nothing, upon the bust of Pallas stood still. As amused as he was, just scratched the marble bust and stood there, saying nothing. "Oh, and why don't you speak in your own defense? Are you some sort of sign of things to come, some sort of dark omen sent out to me, or maybe to bring me to hell?" Ryoga inquired, "Heh, I need not be brought down to the lower nether regions for that, for I have lived it every moments of my being. And you wanna know something, it was all Ranma's fault!"

Though, he was meant to be mad, he couldn't help but to feel sad, thinking of his lost muse. Muse? Well, what else could he be. They both lived for the fight, each the cause for the other's strength. Each the purpose to be stronger, faster, and better then anyone else. Yes, in a way, Ranma was his muse. The raven replied in a caw. "What? You don't believe me? Ranma was supposed to meet me for a man to man fight, he was too coward to show up!"

The dark avian squawked once, then squawked again. Not being fooled for one minute by Ryoga's argument.

"Of course it's his fault! He wasn't there on the forth day that I arrived! Then after that, he got me cursed in the pools of Sorrow. "The deathly dark bird just stared at him intently, asking a silent question. "Of course it's his fault! Because of him I've seen hell, if he didn't make me chase him, I would have never have gotten lost, nor would I have stumbled onto Jus-" he paused, stumbled onto Jusenkyou?

It all flashed before him in but a moment. And he realized, the hell that Ranma put him through was a hell self designed. A nightmarish fantasy that he himself made in order to relieve any sort of responsibility on to himself.

"So, you finally figured it out." croaked the raven bird.

"Wrench," said he, "prophet, thing of evil! Prophet still, if bird or devil. Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempter tossed thee ashore. Desolate yet still undaunted, you choose not to speak thine mind until this time? And what have you, thing of evil is still but bird or devil, what have you in store for me, and not let thine mind speak till now?"

"I chose not to speak until you were ready to listen, and not before. Are you ready to listen now, or have I been as blind as you in thinking you were ready?"

"Thing of evil, I recognize you for what both you and Ranma is and were. Get thee back into the tempest and thee night's black Plutonian shore. Leave no dark plume as a token of thy lie thy soul has spoken. Leave my loneliness depression unbroken, and take thy leave beak out of my heart, and haunt my presence no more!"

"If evil you see in truth be told, that's your fault alone and no one else's. Until you see the failure of your own poor deluded sight, one curse will be taken for another. The choice will be made, though not tonight, which path that you shall choose, however, if I may

suggest, we eat? For surely you don't think yourself to so bold to do without some of the baser necessities of life?"

With a grumble in his belly, came Ryoga's reply, he followed the bird past the portal lie.

Though the course was straight and narrow, the walls were coarse and obscure.

"And for Kami's sake, stop talking like that dreaded boy Kuno!"

Ryoga blinked.

Franz Josef Strauss Airport, Munich, Germany

Terry was waiting for Andy to fetch the last of his bags from baggage claim, when he felt a familiar prescence near him...

"Hey Terry! What are you doing here?" Joe says while he is waving his arm at Terry in greetings. "I see you brought Andy with you... say... this doesn't have anything to do with a certain castle blowing up, does it?"

Terry had a look of apprehension on his face, "Well, yeah, you can say that. I take it that you're here for pretty much the same reason?" Settling into a quieter voice. "You know, we don't know that it's actually Krauser. It could be someone completely different."

"Oh, come on," said Joe, "Did you see the destruction that happened at the castle? Who else could it be?"

"Why would Krauser destroy his own castle?"

Joe didn't have an answer for that one.

In the same airport... somewhere else...

"Soon, Andy... soon..."

Underneath Krauser's castle...

Ryoga is enjoying a hearty meal on an old wooden table, this thing must have been a couple of years old, and the black bird was just standing on the table, picking away at some chicken.

"What's your name anyway?" asked Ryoga with a mouth full of broccoli.

"You may call me Manuchen."

It was a fate worse than death, a life of purgatory waiting, waiting, waiting for the suitcases to come onto the claim tread mill thingie to bring the luggage. Andy was wondering how he got stuck waiting for the bags when he felt a familiar presence behind him...

"ANDY!" the perky ninja girl exclaimed thrusting herself into his arms giving him a exceedingly warm hug.

"Mai!?!? Wha-what are you doing here?"

Mai's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "What do you mean what am I doing here? More than that, what's the big idea not telling me you were coming here in the first place? You think I wouldn't find out?"

Andy just looked a tad bit defeated, "How did you know I was going to be here?"

Mai just got overly cheerful with silent threats of rotting your teeth with her saccharine charm, "How do you think? After all, I AM a ninja!"

"But... but... but..."

"No buts! the last time we were in Germany our vacation was ruined! I won't allow that to happen again until AFTER we go shopping this time!"

Joe was still struggling for an answer to the question when he saw Mai drag Andy past him. "Sorry but Andy can't play right now! WE'RE going shopping. You'll have to get your own damn luggage."

"I feel almost sorry for him..."

"A moment of silence please."

Later that night, at some bar, Joe and Terry were having a discussion.

"Well... it can't be Krauser, he's dead. I killed him myself. Or that other guy. Maybe another relative? We haven't heard from Geese yet."

While they were talking, they were attracting a lot of stares, mainly from girls, but also by some guys, most of them were unpleasant, though not all, this was Germany after all.

One of the men who didn't look pleasant, neither physically nor his gaze towards the two fighters strolled over with a couple of mates at his back. After all, drunken people like to travel together. If Joe or Terry noticed the gang approaching, they didn't notice, or cared.

The big hairy German guy, followed by a menagerie of other big hairy German guys along with a bunch of small hairless German guys as well as a few big hairless German guys and a few small hairy German guys to even out the mix, walked over to Terry and Joe's table all mean like.

"Hey! Weez don't like da way youse look!" funny... that sounded kinda like a Brooklyn accent... well, not really. I mean, I've heard people from Brooklyn talk, and it didn't sound anything like that. Great, now the accent is going to bother me all night. "We'll give you two choices, either we beat yaz up, or you buy each and every one of us a drink!" A small smile came to a few of the big hairless German guys.

"I got a better idea, how about you guys buy us a drink, so we don't have to kick your ass all over the place!

A fight ensues, I'd tell you about it, but I'm sure you could probably guess the outcome. Peace broke out rather suddenly when the police arrived though, nobody expected it. The cops just raised their firearms and told everybody that they were under arrest. Joe gets a feeling of deja vu.

"I'm tellin' youz! We didn't do nutin'! We werz all juz hangin' out throwin a few pints back when deez guys jus started her-assing peoples... yeah, dat's it! Wez wuz being all civil like and ask-ked them to be all nice like cuz we workin' stiffs juz got finished wit a long week o' work. But den they jus laughed in me face and called me fat! Can you believe it? Me? Fat! I jus couldn't jus take dat lieing down! I mean... "

While the German with the funny accent rambled on, Joe and Terry just walked out. Nobody even noticed them leave.

Joe was looking at Terry with not a happy face on him. "Have you noticed every time we get together, somebody gets arrested?"

Terry just looks back at Joe, "So, now what?"

Joe had a thoughtful look on his face, "I got whiskey back at the hotel room..."

"Let's go!"

Bet you're wondering what Ryoga is up to, huh? Well... let's take a look see...

"Zzz zzz zzz zzz zzz zzz"

There you have it folks, wise words from a wise man!

Author's notes:

The average person swallows 6 spiders a year...

TAKE THAT YOU VEGANS!

Chapter 1.5

Ryoga dreams

Ryoga was walking again; he didn't know where he was. That wasn't so surprising, however there was something important that he needed to know but he didn't know what it was. There was a black bird on a tree, gee... he looks familiar.

Ryoga didn't think much of it though, so he kept on walking down the path, he had no choice but to follow the path because trees lined the sides of the path creating a sort of tunneling affect with the branches making the a roof. Ryoga's been in tunnels before, Alberta or Albuquerque or something like that, started with an al though, that he was sure. Maybe Albania, but I've digressed enough and so has Ryoga. Anyway, Ryoga's walking down this tunnel of a forest, it was all dark and scary like but Ryoga felt strangely comfortable, it was morbidly beautiful how the trees were old and knotted. The path he was walking down was generously matted down with leaves, almost like a carpet, and there was a gently breeze blowing into his face. Ryoga always did like the breeze to blow in his face, over his bandanna-covered forehead and through his unkept hair.

On his journey through, he came upon a small golden furred bear with a red T-shirt with his paws in a bowl of honey, singing:

"Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie.

A fly can't bird, but a bird can fly.

Ask me a riddle and I'll reply,

Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie

Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie

A fish can't whistle and neither can I.

Ask me a riddle and I'll reply:

Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie

Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie

Why does a chicken, I don't know why.

Ask me a riddle and I'll reply:

Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie 

After the bear finished he looked up questionably at Ryoga.

"Oh, hello there, are you lost too? Perhaps you want some honey? I find it's always the best thing to have just in case you get lost."

There was something he was supposed to say at a time like this... what was it? Oh yeah... "Ummm... can you tell me the way to Furinken High?"

"Furinken High? I never heard of it, perhaps Owl knows, he often knows a lot of stuff that he doesn't need to."

So Ryoga walks along side the little pooh bear, somehow off the paths that even he thought he couldn't detour off of.

"Umm... didn't you say you were lost?" asked Ryoga, he just remembered that the bear mentioned something about being lost too.

"Oh, don't worry, we'll eventually get to where we have to go. Things just kinda end up that way."

Ryoga couldn't seem to argue with that logic.

Suddenly a little pink piglet started running towards them, "Pooh! Pooh! Oh Pooh! Roo is missing again!"

The pink piglet seemed to be in distress. Ryoga was just glad that he didn't turn into that when he got wet.

"Missing again? Oh dear!" Perhaps Pooh knew Kasumi? "Where could he be?"

"What are we going to do Pooh?"

"Perhaps we should go look for him?" Pooh looked at Ryoga questioningly.

Ryoga of course face faulted at the answer, but he couldn't argue with the logic of it so he went with Pooh and Piglet to look for Roo, so he wouldn't get lost. There was still something nagging in the back of his mind, but first things first, must find Roo, damnit Ranma, this is all your fault... I guess, he thought silently to himself.

Hours past, but it seems like days when they started to hear a yowl. Piglet starts to get all panicky like and starts hiding behind Pooh, claiming that it was a jaguar or something. Ryoga always liked the taste of jaguar so he was kinda hoping it was one, after all, you can't live on honey alone. Well, maybe Pooh can. So Ryoga started running towards the sound, unfortunately he went the wrong way and piglet thought it was a good idea so he chirped happily at the prospect. Ryoga noticing the happy chirp knew something was amiss, so he randomly changed directions and unbeknownst to him, he went in the right direction, much to little Piglet's dismay.

Eventually they ended up at a large tree, but there wasn't a jaguar to be seen.

Ryoga looked up, "hey! That's not a jaguar, that's a tiger!"

Tigger, forgetting how high up he was and how scared he was of getting down because of the indignant mispronunciation of his name, pounced all the way up above onto Ryoga.

"Why, sir, I think you must have been quite mistaken, for, I am a Tigger! Who are you?"

"Ummm, I'm Ryoga," a master of words, isn't he folks?

"A Ryo-who?"

Grrr..."Ryoga!"

"Now now now, no need to yell, I heard you the first time! So, what's so great about being a Ryoga?"

"Well, what's so great about being a Tigger?" uh-oh...

"Ahem..." and Tigger starts singing, "The wonderful thing about Tiggers, Tiggers are wonderful things! Their heads are made of rubber, their tails are made of springs! The most wonderful things about tiggers..."

Ryoga at this point grabbed his throat. With an evil grin on his face, "Let's see how rubbery your head is!" and he starts cocking his fist back getting ready to punch him. Tigger clenches his eyes and cringes his head back getting ready for the worst!

When, all of a sudden, a loud belly laugh was heard, from none other the Ryoga himself! Quite out of character, isn't he folks? Then again, this is a dream, isn't it?

"Ha! You should have seen his face!" At this time, Ryoga is actually on the floor laughing his ass off.

"Oh bother, you know, you shouldn't have done that!" Says Pooh.

Ryoga goes back to looking serious, "what do you mean?"

"I mean is, well, this place has always been a peaceful place, no violence other then the occasional dips in the river, or getting lost or a house blowing down from the wind, but what do you think is going to happen if you introduce physical violence to such a peaceful place?"

Ryoga looked thoughtful, "I don't know."

Pooh shrugged and said, "neither do I, but it can't be good, I'm afraid that you're going have to go."

"YEAH! You're gonna have to go!" cheered Roo, after all, he was with Tigger up the tree.

Pooh, Piglet, and Roo all pushed Ryoga down a hole in a tree stump that wasn't there before, at least that Ryoga reckoned, though he wasn't quite sure anymore, cause he just fell down, into a dark cavern.

A white bunny rabbit in red clothes rushes past him. "Oh dear, I'm late! I'm late! No time to say hello goodbye, I'm late I'm late, I'm late!" And he rushes past Ryoga. Since he was late, Ryoga didn't think he should disturb him, he seemed a bit high-strung anyway. So he just goes walking down the cavern.

Unnoticed by him, as he is walking down the cavern, Ryoga started getting younger and younger, until he was about 4 years old. Then he heard a voice behind him. "RYOGA!" It bellowed, "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN! YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO BE HOME 2 WEEKS AGO! YOU WORRIED YOUR MOTHER TO DEATH!"

"D-d-da-dad?"

"OF COURSE IT'S ME! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH SCHOOL YOU HAVE MISSED! WHY DO YOU GET LOST ALL OF THE TIME? YOUR MOTHER DOESN'T GET LOST! I DON'T GET LOST! SO WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU THAT YOU CAN FIND WHERE YOU ARE GOING?"

"I-I'm sorry! Really, but I can't help it!"

"OF COURSE YOU CAN HELP IT! YOU JUST CHOOSE NOT TO! WELL, I KNOW HOW TO FIX THAT!" Ryoga's father moves his hands towards his belt buckle.

"No dad! Not that! Please dad, not again! I'll try, I swear to Kami I'll-"

SMACK goes the hard leather against Ryoga's face.

"DON'T SWEAR TO KAMI!" Smack, smack again. A tear starts to come to Ryoga's eyes. "OH, ARE YOU GONNA CRY NOW, YOU LITTLE BABY! WELL, MAYBE YOU NEED SOME TOUGHENING UP, JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER. HA, THAT LITTLE BITCH CODDLES YOU TOO MUCH," SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK, "MAYBE SHE'S GOING TO BE NEXT!"

Four black rabbits walk in carrying a coffin. Ryoga looks at them questioning, trying to hold back the tears. "This coffin's for you, the next is for your mother!"

If it's the one thing Ryoga loved, besides Akane, it was his dear old mother. "YOUR NOTHING BUT A LITTLE BABY, A WEAK LITTLE BABY! YOU WON'T SURVIVE LONG IN THIS WORLD BY BEING WEAK! YOU MUST UNDERSTAND THAT I HAVE TO TOUGHEN YOU UP!" His father says to him, with a mocking laughter. "THAT BITCH MOTHER OF YOURS HAS KEPT YOU WEAK FOR TOO LONG! LOOKS LIKE I'M GONNA HAVE TO TOUGHEN HER UP TOO!"

This time, Ryoga's aura flared, lighting up the whole cavern in a blood red aura, and he grew twelve years in a single moment. With a hand over his father's throat, he says in a cold tone and his eyes close, "you want to know power, do you want to know true power?" Ryoga opens his eyes and stares at a father who did nothing for him except beat up him and his mother. "I'll show you true power!" Ryoga lifts his father up by his throat, and slams him against the cavern wall. Ryoga's father is kneeing on the floor, and coughs up a little blood. Ryoga just kicks him in the rib. "Oh my, father, who is weak now?" And Ryoga kicks him again. "What are you going to do now, father, hit me? Hit mom? I'll make sure you never hit us again!" As Ryoga's father struggles to get up, Ryoga kicks him again in the ribs, and he flies and splats against the wall and falls towards the ground, leaving a limp, lifeless body in his stead.

Ryoga turns around, leaving the pathetic excuse for a father behind him. Suddenly, he heard laughter behind him, he recognized that laughter, and it didn't belong to his father. He turns around to see his father turn green and bulk up in an instant and became...

"CELL!" Shouts out Ryoga

"You said something about seeing true power?" Cell hissed at Ryoga. Ryoga rushed at Cell, about to hit him, Cell just catches his fist and sticks his tail through Ryoga's chest!"

Ryoga wakes up screaming! "A dream, it was all just a dream... mother... sorry I couldn't protect you before that monster could kill you." Ryoga cried into his hands, cause he wasn't speaking of Cell.

A hand reaches and touches Ryoga on his shoulder, "Ryo-kun, are you ok?" Ryoga turns around to see in his bed, a scantily dressed Ranma-chan. "Ryo-kun, you're turning white, are you catching a cold or something?

Just then, Ranma-chan's face turns completely white, and drops lifelessly onto her pillow, then slowly morphs back to the male Ranma, but he's dead.

Dead, that's right, he's dead, she's dead, everyone's dead, and it was all because he was weak.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Outsides Krauser's tower,

Terry, Joe, Andy and Mai are on a small boat heading towards Krauser's castle. A huge beam off green energy blasts up from where Krauser's castle stood.

"Damn, Terry, did you feel the strength of that shock wave?"

"Yeah, Andy. I think we got our work cut out for us, whoever that is, is a dangerous person.

NEXT:

Ryoga vs. team Fatal Fury, and Mai!

Author's note:

Special thank's to Poohbear and Co. for special cameo appearances! Not to mention the white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland, and the black rabbits from Pinocchio! Wow! What an episode! I can hardly wait to see what happens next!!!

::a chibi-pooh walks up behind the writer:: "ummm... you're the one writing this story..."

"Oh yeah... well, thank's for the reminder!" I take chibi-pooh by the head and throw him into a Jusenkyou pool that is yet uncursed. He doesn't come up, creating a spring of drowned Poohbear.

Special thank's to Pooh's first and last special cameo appearance in one of my fic! ::smiles:: see you again next time! Same pooh time, same pooh channel!

Starts to eat Pooh's honey, after all, he's not here to enjoy it himself!