[Episode 213550] [Episode 213550]“Okay that’s it,” Ranma yelled. “I put up with a lot of crap from you, but now that you’ve got Akari and your still talking the moral high ground when the pig’s sleeping with Akane, that really does deserve a beating!”
He tried to step forward, but Jane quickly held out her hand to block Ranma’s advance. “Husband, allow us to deal with this swine.”
“We can’t!”
Both Ranma and Jane blinked, and then looked over to Sue. “What are you talking about Sue?” Jane growled.
“Lucky Star starts in less than a minute. It’s a new episode tonight. I have to see it!” Sue said desperately.
Jane rolled her eyes and waved the girl away. “Fine go, I’ll take care of this,” she told her co-wife in distaste. This damn island was rotting Sue’s brain. Jane didn’t even see what she saw in those damn cartoons; she hated the things herself. Lucky Star was the worst kind of them too. An anime show about an anime fan? What the hell kind of crap was that?
“You can’t!” Sue told her.
After letting out a sigh, she looked over to the other female dragon currently in human form with a tired, and yet annoyed expression. “And why not?”
“I need someone to protect the antenna so that it isn’t damaged in the fight,” Sue explained. These people always broke stuff when they got into it.
The picture of an angry otaku dragon terrorizing Tokyo because her show got cut off ran through Ranma’s mind and he shivered in pure terror. “Do it!” he ordered Jane fearfully.
Jane sighed. “Fine.” It wasn’t like the yellow idiot could hurt their husband. He used the same kind of unfocused aura that everyone else around here had. If was flashy, good for smashing rocks and junk, but pretty much useless in real combat against a properly trained opponent who had learned how to focus correctly.
Or gained such knowledge after evolving into a higher class of being.
While Sue quickly ran into the house, almost plowing through Ryoga to do so, Jane looked back to Ranma in consideration. Having him kill someone would be better in the long run… but, she’d have to probably listen to his crying about it for weeks. All in all, not really worth it. “You might want to hold back a bit against the idiot. Your rules have changed a bit now.”
Ranma watched Jane fly off to the roof while he watched her with a confused look. What the heck did that mean?
“DON’T IGNORE ME!” Ranma heard someone shout before something knocked him upside the head. His head jerked around to the opposite direction of the blow, and Ranma stood there for a moment in surprise.
He had barely felt anything at all.
Ranma smirked, and looked back down at Ryoga, who had obviously taken the cheap shot opening punch. “That all you got?”
In front of Ranma, Ryoga frowned at the cocky bastard’s smirk and growled. “Shut up Ranma! That was just to get your attention.” He held his fist back, and then swung. “THIS ONE’S GONNA TAKE YOUR HEAD OFF!”
Once again, Ryoga’s fist connected with Ranma’s face, and he jerked his head back like last time. But instead of a headache accompanied by a ringing in his ears, all he felt was the sting of a mild slap. That’s Ryoga’s best? he thought with a smirk. It was a joke. Ranma looked back at the human and smiled with a evil grin. “Come on, do it again.”
Up on the roof, Jane stood inside an invisible force bubble while she watched her husband get struck again and again by the human with little effect; both of their confusion apparent, Ryoga’s much more than Ranma’s. Of course to anyone who could actually see their auras, the reason behind this was blindingly obvious.
Although to the casual observer the battle aura of the teenagers of this area looked cool, it was the equivalent of cotton. It looked big, but was pretty soft, and mostly empty. A better analogy to what Jane was watching down below would be like a kid throwing a water balloon at a backyard wooden fence. Kid throws balloon, it hits fence, then water splashes everywhere, fence remains undamaged.
After a few blows to the gut, Ranma noticed something a little strange. He felt annoyance, anger, and a growing sense of fear. But these feelings weren’t coming from him. He just… knew what Ryoga felt, and then suddenly knew how Ryoga was going to attack at that moment.
Without even looking, Ranma held out had hand and caught Ryoga’s fist. Okay, that’s a little weird, Ranma thought before looking over to Ryoga. He could feel Ryoga trying to pull away, his sense of fear growing over the fact he couldn’t break free.
“Okay, I let you have your free shots,” Ranma said as he clenched his free hand. “Now it’s my turn Ryoga.”
Returning to the above analogy. While Ryoga was attacking Ranma’s fence with water balloons, Ranma’s throwing bricks at Ryoga, who has a piece of paper (college-ruled if you’re wondering) to hold up and try and stop them with.
Ranma backhanded Ryoga with his open hand in the side of the head, and sent the boy flying a good ten feet before he hit the ground. Ryoga lay there for a moment, making Ranma wonder if he had overdone it and the whole thing was over already.
However, much to his delight, Ryoga soon rolled over onto his stomach and picked himself up onto his knees. He coughed, and then spit out two if his teeth. “Cool. I’ve never done that to ya before.”
Ranma’s voice made Ryoga jump a little before he looked at the other boy. What the hell’s going on? There’s no way Ranma should be hurting me this much, Ryoga told himself. Although the confusion was quickly replaced by anger by a chuckling Ranma, and Ryoga realizing he was still on his knees.
“RRRAAAAANMMMMAA!”
Ryoga charged at him again and Ranma flowed out of the way. After weaving between two more punches, he popped Ryoga in the gut, and then followed it up with jabs to the stomach, chest, and side of his head after the pig finished stumbling back from the first blow.
With every strike Ranma felt like laughing. He’d never had this much fun in a fight before, and it was all so easy. He could almost see Ryoga’s moves before he made them, and despite Ranma’s lack of real effort, Ryoga was almost ready to drop.
The cracking sound that Ranma heard when he nailed Ryoga in the ribs made him laugh as the other boy dropped the ground. From Ryoga’s gasps, grunts, and how his hands were pushing on the ground, Ranma could tell he was still trying to get up. “Here, let me give you a hand,” Ranma told him before he reached down to grab Ryoga’s hair and picked him up so they were face to face.
With Ryoga still slightly dazed, Ranma took a look around the yard to see where his beating on Ryoga had taken them, and found that they were well away from the entrance to the house. In fact, he could see the other side of the wall that surrounded the Tendo house the one for the back yard.
“You know what the cool thing is Ryoga?” Ranma asked as he drew his fist back for another blow. For his reply, all Ranma got was a rather weak punch to the face. Well that was rude, he thought before deciding how to break the bad new to Ryoga and crush what was left of his fighting spirit. “I’m not even hitting you half as hard as I really can.”
Whether Ryoga’s eyes widened in surprise or fear, Ranma didn’t really know. He just socked Ryoga’s chest with enough force to send him flying across the front yard, through the back yard, and into the back wall hard enough to make a Ryoga sized impression.
Taking his time to enjoy the moment, Ranma cracked his knuckles, and slowly started walking over to where Ryoga was standing; albeit with a good deal of support from the Tendo’s wall.
Okay, it was all the wall. Ryoga was in too much pain to even move out of the horizontal hole Ranma had smacked him into.
Now, before we continue, it would be prudent to mention something. All animals, even intelligent ones, have certain… programmed responses. The fight or flight response for example; all creatures have a moment when faced with danger that they decide to either try and overcome the danger, or get the hell away from it. Another one being food, when people smell it they tend to get hungry much faster without any control over the feeling. Hence why Burger King and other such places let the air from the kitchen drift outdoors.
Dragons also have such ingrained responses; be they high or low, old or young, strong or weak, good or evil. In fact, they’re probably the only race with so many packed into a single package. A prime example being greed. No dragon feels right without a decent sized mountain of treasure back at his or her lair that they can look at, sleep on, or swim in, but never spend. Although, they aren’t above lending something out that can be returned later, and love to show off their hoard to friends.
Now, as Ranma was beating the living crap out of Ryoga, he was experiencing one of these ingrained responses to outside stimuli. As anyone who had ever slept with a dragon can attest, no matter how pure the dragon is, deep down, every last one of the evolved prehistoric lizards is a SADIST.
In other words, they all derive a good amount of pleasure from HURTING others. Be it physical or mental, giving pain to other people makes a dragon feel good inside. Some dragons decide to focus it, punishing only guilty people. Others just decide to have a good time, pick out the nearest village, and go crazy.
For Ranma, who is experiencing this joy for the first time, the person he’s decided to focus on is Ryoga.
On the other side of the Tendo compound, as he watched Ranma slowly come closer and closer, Ryoga was feeling another one of these responses, albeit one a little bit more widespread throughout the animal kingdom. He was experiencing the flight or fight response that all animals have. Only instead of flight, his was saying: GET THE #@&% OUT OF THERE YOU IDIOT. THIS GUY’S GOING TO @#&%ING KILL YOU!
Ranma reached the beaten mess that was his favorite punching bag and reached down to grab him by the neck, then pulled the boy out of the rubble. “Thanks buddy, I really needed to work off a lot of aggravation that’s been building for the past couple of days,” he said while tightening the grip around Ryoga’s throat and grinning slightly.
The other boy simply choked and gagged as much needed air as cut off, his mouth opening and closing like a fish’s.
A second later Ranma’s face went from somewhat happy to dark and scary. “Now, let’s wind this up shall we?” he ask rhetorically before nailing Ryoga in the gut, and the face, and the chest, and then repeating the process again, and again, and again. Ranma continued his beating for some time until he realized that Ryoga had been knocked into unconsciousness. Ranma was actually afraid for a second that he had killed his favorite punching bag, but noticed the idiot still had a pulse.
For a moment, Ranma thought about continuing until Ryoga couldn‘t take any more without getting killed, but… it just wasn‘t the same if Ryoga wasn‘t awake to suffer. “Well, I guess that’s enough for tonight, now get lost,” he said before tossing Ryoga over the wall and into a passing garbage truck.
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