... Actually, it wasn't really glowing, except to those who were either reincarnated priestesses or high on hallucogenic drugs. Sometimes it was the same thing, especially when they spend most of the meditation time by a giant bonfire or something silly, then immediately fought ridiculous monsters alongside someone with an even more ridiculous hairdo...
... The whistling sound in the forest that does or doesn't glow. Right. That sound might have been the cause of the next destiny changing event, or it might have just been an artistic interpretation of some weird middle aged woman's mind. However, it doesn't really matter now, because it happened.
An ear twitched, with a healthy "pirk"ing sound. Then, a pair of eyes, which was coincidentally associated with the ear by way of being on the same skull, opened, with a not-so-healthy sounding "d-koom" sound, followed by a hissing sound.
"Damn, who the hell chose these sounds?" a mouth, belonging to the cranium that the ear and eyes resided on, said. His nose then twitched, his eyes narrowed, and his somewhat bound hand that was attached to a torso-which in turn was connected to the head-cleched. "That smell... the smell of the one who killed-" the mouth stopped moving as he rethought his last statement. "... the one who stunned me for a couple years... is comin' closer!"
Ranma's nose twitched some more, and his face, somewhat stuck on the same noggin as the rest of the aforementioned body parts, winced in disgust. "Jeez, don't she have deoderant or somethin'?"
"Man, where the heck is Aoshi-sama or Kenshin when you need them?" Misao screamed frantically, until she remembered that Aoshi was still in Kyoto and Kenshin was too busy being a cat.
"Give me the Jewel of Four Souls! And stop hopping so fast!" Mistress Centipede shouted at the fleeing ninja.
"Finally she stops going by the script," the ninja muttered under her breath. Unfortunately for her, and fortunately for the plot, the demon put on a burst of speed that knocked her down into the ground. It was a good thing that Misao was only dealt a glancing blow, as it left her somewhat unharmed.
"Why toy with a loser like Missus Centipede?" a voice queried. Misao looked up to see the black-haired, cat-eared guy from earlier, now awake, but still stuck on the tree.
"... Wait, I thought her name was Mistress Centipede," she asked, annoyed that she couldn't get to her copy of the script with her hands tied up.
"Pfft. I ain't callin' anybody mistress," Ranma responded arrogantly. "Anyways, why don't ya blow her away, Kik- er, Chizuru? You did it to me, after all."
"Chizuru?" Misao repeated the name, then glared at the pinned catboy. "Hey, my name's..."
"You might wanna dodge."
"... Eh?" the historically displaced ninja asked unintelligently, before her ninja instincts forced her to jump straight into the holy tree, just in time to avoid the centipede monster. "Ow!"
Hyuu! Hyuu!
Ranma sighed experatedly. "What awful effects..."
The villagers rolled their eyes as they picked up several ropes, which were attached to arrows, which were imbedded in the torso of the demon. "'Tis time!" one of them cried. "Draw!"
The hands of the gunmen flashed to their holsters. In motions that could only be described as fluid or beautiful, two pistols slid from the holsters, raised and righted themselves, and fired, sending a bullet each into the two duelist's hearts, slaying them.
"Whew," Misao muttered as Mistress Centipede's attention was drawn away from herself, for the time being. "I'm saved!"
"Aw, c'mon, that was pathetic, Chizuru!" Misao's face screwed up in something that could only be descibed as annoyed or Holy shit, ya better run for the hills, foo'!, and she turned to the condensceding half demon.
"Listen," Misao began, hopping to the tree, "I'm not this 'Chizuru' woman! Cherry told me that I don't even look like her!" she shouted at the bound boy.
"Pfft, do you expect me to believe that? I know what the girl who..." he paused in his accusation as he finally got a look at her. "Uh..."
"Hah, told you!" the triumphant ninja shouted, ignoring the epic stuggle between man and a big honkin' bug that was taking place behind her.
"You're not her... makes sense, because she don't look like a girl clone of me..." he muttered, causing Misao to blink in confusion. "Plus she actually took a bath once in a while..."
"... Huh, I guess I do..." The words finally catch up to the mind... "HEY! Are you saying that I stink?!?" And the words explode.
And then instantly disappear thanks to the intervention of a corpse being tossed in the two's general direction. The centipede demon grabbing the ninja helped somewhat, too. Screaming, the ninja tried to keep herself from being dragged away to some demonic diner at the end of eternity, or something; with her arms and legs bound, though, there was little she could do, except for hooking her legs around Ranma's head.
"Let me go!" she screamed at the demon.
"... Jeez, this is akward..." Ranma muttered, somewhat muffled by...
... "Lady Cherry! Ranma is..." one of the villagers shouted to the diminuitive monk that was standing right next to him.
"For the love of... it's Sir Cherry!" he shouted right back, then went into a shocked position. "Raninusao-yatomesha... is awake!"
"What the hell kinda name is that?" Ranma shouted, looking rather redfaced.
"That spell was meant never to break, but it has! How?!?" Cherry continued to shout aloud. He then glanced down at the two corpses of the oddly placed duelists. "And someone get these guys outta here! They're not even in the right timeline!"
"Shut up and help, already!" Misao and Ranma shouted from their precarious positions.
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