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Undoing past wrongs...
Ranma gasped as Mousse dropped the bag on the floor. He snarled at Ranma as he 
shoved what was left of Shampoo at her face. Ranma went cold with fear. "Look 
what you did to my beautiful Shampoo!" screamed Mousse. In his hands was a 
scarred and weary looking cat. It mewled pitifully and looked up at her. As its 
eyes met Ranma it burst to life and struggled to be free of Mousses grip hissing 
and yowling angrily at the girl.
"Saotome are you well?" asked Kuno never taking his eyes off the deranged hidden 
weapons artist. 
"Cat," whispered Ranma as she backed away.
"You killed her, by dropping her into the cursed springs of Jusenkyo! By village 
law she was seen as killed, to change her back would bring disgrace to her name 
and family. Only as a living corpse trapped in that body can she exist and still 
remain part of the tribe!! She is but an honored memory now!!!" roared Mousse as 
he stalked towards the cowering Ranma. Mousse gently placed the animal on the 
ground and pulled two long swords from his robes. "For this you die Saotome." 
Kuno stepped between them and frowned. "I still have need of him alive. When our 
business is finished I will stand aside from this battle of honor and love, not 
before," said Kuno angrily as he stepped between them.
"Fool," laughed Mousse as he swung at Kuno with his sword. The kendoist lunged 
back and sliced at the boy's weapons with his bokuten; he dodged two other 
strikes and placed his own weapon at Mousse's throat. Mousse stepped back and 
swiped at Kuno again this time striking his good hand. Kuno cried out in pain 
and switched to his other clawed hand.
"You are weak," snorted Mousse as he raised his swords for the killing blow.
Ranma was having problems of her own. Shampoo was yowling and stalking her 
angrily. Ranma could see the hatred burning in her eyes and felt a chill run 
down her spine. She felt her back hit against a wall and turned to see she was 
backed into a corner. "No," she croaked. Shampoo simply moved slowly towards her 
and growled.
Nabiki sat in the living room and frowned. She had been trying to read for 
almost fifteen minutes now and the noise from the dojo was getting on her 
nerves. "I've had enough of this!" she muttered as she stood and stomped off.
"What was that about?" said Akane to Mr.P as they were distracted from the soap 
opera on the television; the animal only shook his head. Akane giggled and pet 
him causing the pig to squeal happily.
Soun watched the whole incident with mild interest, he turned to see the panda 
roll its eyes and return to reading the paper. "I didn't see a thing," muttered 
Soun to himself.
Mousse began to thrust his swords into the back of his opponent's head. Kuno 
reacted quickly, he slashed up at Mousse with blinding speed and struck him in 
the chin with his bokuten. Mousse was knocked up and back into a wall and 
dropped his blades as he landed on the ground hard. "To challenge Kuno with the 
sword is to surrender before you begin!" said the kendoist smugly.
Mousse groaned and stood shakily. "Then perhaps I should use something else." He 
waved his arms at Kuno and shot dozens of weapons at him Kuno's arm became a 
blur of motion. Mousse stared at him hard and growled as he realized he had 
grossly under estimated the kendoist's abilities.
Kuno looked at the mess of weapons on the ground and frowned. His blade had been 
reduced to a stub from the impact of the attacks and he was in trouble. Then he 
realized, "My arm is a weapon!" Some of the blows had struck his hand and it was 
unharmed. It was covered in scales and if he could avoid any direct blows to it 
he could still win. However, his opponent was obviously skilled in the use of 
many weapons, he would still need a sword. "My skills have increased ten fold," 
thought Kuno as he stared at his arm for a moment while Mousse assessed him. He 
also felt his back strain under the stress of his newly strengthened arm. He was 
unsure of his new limits and that could be dangerous for him.
Mousse started to move forward again.
Ranma felt Shampoo's stare and cringed under her gaze as she stalked ever closer 
to her at her maddening slow pace. She reached three feet away and jumped onto 
the hapless girl. Ranma screamed as Shampoo dug her claws into her neck and 
chest, finally, she felt a familiar comfort surround her.
Nabiki threw the door to the dojo open and stared in shock at what was going on. 
Weapons were strewn about and embedded in the walls. Kuno was standing in the 
middle of the room with a longhaired boy with one eye and glasses stalking 
towards him. He also looked...different. Ranma was apparently being attacked by 
a cat and was losing badly, and all of them were staring at her. She blurted out 
the first thing that came to her mind. "Kuno-chan, what is that?" she said as 
she pointed at him.
Mousse jumped at Kuno with a knife drawn and tackled him to the floor. Kuno 
yelled in pain as he landed on the floor. He felt as if he had crushed his back. 
Mousse reached back and held the knife in the air clumsily. His eyes were blood 
shot and unclear. Then something slammed into his face and he was knocked off 
the boy. "Meow!" said a familiar voice.
Mousse stood and glared at what had hit him. He fell to his knees as he picked 
up the unconscious Shampoo from the ground. "NO!" he cried desperately. He 
turned to face her attacker and was stunned to see Ranma stalking him on her 
hands and knees. [What the-] he started to say in Chinese when Ranma jumped at 
him. Then the world became a red blanket of pain. He could remember nothing 
else.
Kuno stood and watched in disbelief as Ranma easily defeated his opponent in one 
blow. She had not even struck Mousse, she simply swat at him and scars appeared 
on his body and his clothing was shred. Kuno gasped in awe. Neko-Ranma just sat 
on Mousse's defeated body and yowled as she bat his head around maliciously but 
playfully.
"Gods," said Kuno. "Saotome are you all right?"
Ranma arched her back and hissed at Kuno threateningly. Kuno simply backed away 
and laughed nervously.
"Kuno you had better leave; she might decide you look like dinner," said Nabiki 
with a curious gaze at him and Ranma.
"What?" said Kuno in mild surprise.
"Look for yourself," said Nabiki as she led him to a conveniently nearby mirror.
Kuno paled as he saw his reflection, he looked no different for the most part, 
his arm was the only real difference in his appearance. His arm, and the ten 
food wide wings that had appeared on his back. They were jet black and immense. 
"Amazing." said Kuno with wide eyes as he flexed his new muscles and moved the 
wings around clumsily.
"Watch it Kuno-chan" said Nabiki as she ducked out of the way of one of them.
"Apologies, but we have more pressing matters to attend" said Kuno with a hard 
gaze crossing his face.
A high pitched but obviously male scream came from the dojo. "Ranma NO!" cried 
another voice.
Nabiki was the first to react. "Akane!" she gasped as she turned and ran for the 
dojo, Kuno followed passing by her easily.
Akane entered the dojo and was staring at it in disbelief, she had never seen it 
like it was now. It was almost completely destroyed. Near one wall Ranma was 
playing with her attacker cheerfully. Mousse woke with a start and Ranma bit his 
throat. He started screaming as he realized what was happening. Ranma was 
playing with her food before she killed it. He started screaming hysterically as 
he tried to break her light but firm grip on his throat. Ranma increased the 
pressure and purred in delight at her plaything's revival.
"Ranma NO!" she cried as she stepped towards the pair. Ranma dropped Mousse and 
looked at her blankly. Akane froze and backed away in fear. "My god," she 
thought; Ranma jumped towards her and she screamed.
Moments after the scream Kuno ran into the dojo and stopped cold Nabiki was 
already staring in disbelief. Ranma was sitting on her lap and purring loudly as 
she pet her. "Go hurry!" she whispered to Mousse as he stood shakily and 
carefully cradled Shampoo in his arms. 
Ranma eyed him as he stood and backed away. She was barely kept at bay by 
Akane's petting and soothing. She wanted to play with her meal and kill it, but 
she also wanted to stay and get pet. The decision was almost too much to bear. 
Mousse backed away slowly and crept towards the door. "Make any sudden movements 
and I won't be able to stop her," warned Akane as she tried to grasp what was 
happening in her own mind. After Mousse was out of sight Ranma settled down and 
went to sleep.
A few hours later...
Ranma sat down at the table and looked at her meal cautiously. The others had 
said nothing of what had happened during the fight but she knew well enough. She 
also could not deny that Akane had stopped her. That meant trouble for her own 
assessment of their relationship. "What was that?" asked Akane finally.
"Cat fist, a very powerful technique; also very unpleasant to learn," said Ranma 
quietly.
"Why didn't you attack Akane?" asked Nabiki. Soun looked at Ranma cautiously, 
she was dangerous to his family at the moment and he could not have that in his 
home.
"I don't attack people I like, I think I see them as other cats," said Ranma 
quietly.
"Other cats?" asked Kasumi in mild surprise.
"Like?" thought Nabiki to herself, she quickly pushed it aside.
"Yes, basically the technique involves setting a fear of cats that is so great 
that in order to escape it I become one mentally. I have no memory of what 
happens when I'm like that," said Ranma as she sank deeper into her cushion.
"Then you don't know what happened?" asked Akane relieved. Ranma simply shook 
her head.
Soun relaxed, It was good that she got on so well with his daughters, he may 
have had to ask her to leave. He did not want to do that, she had been through 
so much.
"So, how much is it worth to keep this little phobia a secret?" asked Nabiki 
coolly.
"Nabiki!" cried Akane in shock.
Nabiki smiled and took another bite of her meal. She felt it move around in her 
mouth and she spit it back onto her plate.
"Oh my! Is something wrong Nabiki?" asked Kasumi in surprise. She couldn't have 
someone dislike her meals. It wasn't proper.
Nabiki looked at her plate in disgust as it crawled with grubs and worms, 
Maggots filled her rice bowl.
"How would you like to eat like that for the rest of your life?" asked Ranma 
calmly with a dark look. 
Akane looked at Nabiki in surprise. She could not see anything wrong with her 
food, but she was turning green.
"You win," choked Nabiki.
"I thought so," smirked Ranma as Nabiki ran for the bathroom.
"Ranma what did you do?!" yelled Akane angrily.
"I changed her mind," said Ranma coolly as she finished her own meal.
TbC...
Next time: Ranma's apprentice.
Fear not Mousse will return. I have plans for him and Cologne.
I have mastered the Dramatic cut away! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!
CarrotGlace the evil lord of Fanfics!
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