Shadow Saber: "I Hate Mices to Pieces." [Episode 37125]

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma groanded as he cursed his luck. He now realized he had some people that would more than likel be a threat to his plans. After all, they wouldn't understand. They couldn't possibly know what these race have done to Iceron and his regime. No. All they knew was that the wererats had come to them, asking for sanctuary, and that they would be on the look-out for the new werecat.

"At least I know of the upcoming trouble before-hand." Ranma thought. "So now I know I have to avoid them and kill those damned rats... Or fight them full-out, should they come into the fray."

Ranma sat down in the living room. He knew those rats had to be here somewhere. But where? He was probably going to have to search the house for the layout. And once he had that, it would make hunting the vermin all the much easier.

It was then that Ranma heard the approach of a small group of people. Looking at the staircase, he saw a blonde-haired human girl walking down. Ranma just shrugged it off. No big deal.

However, Ranma's interest was caught as soon as he watched three other people, lycanthropies, walk down the staircase. "Rats..." He smiled with anicipation and licked hsi fangs. Granted, in human form they were's obscenely long, however, they ddi stand out when he smiled and were rather pointy.

Moisha tapped Gina on the shouler. "Like, how come you didn't show us the attic?"

"Yeah. We need to hide, there could be a lot of @#$%in' hiding spaces up there." Lydia added.

Gina shook her head. "No. It's not an attic as you think. The entire floor was redone as Britanny and Stryyp's living quarters.

"Really?" Romeo asked. "But when we were he she had a room on the second floor."

Gina shrugged her shoulders. "Yeah. But a few months after the wedding, the whole attic was redone, so that Britanny and Stryyp could raise a family close to home."

The wererats nodded their heads. Great. The possibility of more werecheetahs. FIrst the smilodon, now this. "You #@$%in' people must really want us dead, don't you?"

Gina's eye twitched. She was really trying to be hospitable, reall she was. But this one damn wererat kept making it a challenge, constantly being ingrateful and making snide, rude, and rather mean remarks whenever she saw something she didn't like. (Which happened to be the house overall).

As they got half-way down the staircase, it was Romeo that noticed Ranma sitting on the couch. "Hey, Gina. Who's the guy in the black leather?"

Gina blinked. Turning her head to the living room, her eyes widened with a girlish glee as she saw a rather handsome individual sitting on the couch. "Oh, yummy, hunkaclicious, beefy, man-which nummers!" Gina thought as she practically bounded her way down the stairs, headed over to the couch, and sat her butt down next to Ranma. "And may I imply as to who are you, sir?"

Ranma had to supress a smirk. The Saotome charm ALWAYS seemed to put women into his hand. "Ranma Saotome, of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts. You see, I am a friend of Asrial's. May I ask who you are?"

Gina was internally giggling. She was currently in an 'off' stage of her 'on/off' relationship with Ryan. This hunk here was a martial artist, and had the attire, looks, and atttitude that screamed, 'downright sexy badass'. "Me likes, me likes..." Gina thought happily.

Smiling proudly, Gina answered, "I am Gina Diggers, world-famous archaeologist, scientist, and explorer." Deciding to try to impress Ranma further, she also said, "Also a winner of the annual Archaeologist of the Year Award."

Ranma nodded his head. "Very nice. I met your sister Britanny before. Seems like a nice girl."

Gina smirked. "Yes. A nice married woman. Speaking of which, how may I help you?" Gina asked, pressing her side against Ranma's.

Ranma smiled. "Why yes, you most certainly can." Now he couldn't hold in his smirk as he saw Gina squealing in delight and kicking her legs. Ranma blushed. He had not meant for it to be so 'scandalous'-sounfing, but that's how it came out. "Oh well..." He thought.

Lydia looked over at Gina and narrowed her eyes. "HEY! FOUR EYES! AREN'T YOU GONNA %$#@IN' INTRODUCE US OR SOMETHING?"

Gina glared up at the wererars where were stil standing on the staircase. "Sigh. Fine, fine... Ranma, these are-"

"I know who they are." Ranma interrupted.

Gina blinked her eyes. "You do?"

A smile spread across Ranma's lips. "Yep... Dead meat."

It was then that the wererats screamed as they fell into their own shadows, causing Gina to stare at the spectacle in shock. She was then thoroughly surprised as she watched as the shadow literally moved down the steps, slide up a wall, and stayed in the middle of the ceiling! "W, what the..."

Ranma snapped his finges. The wererat's heads popped out, and their bodies soon came out. They were wrapped in cocoons of shadow deom the necck down, and were hanging from the ceiling.

"WHAT THE %$#@ DO YOU THINK YOU'RE #%$@IN' DOING YOU #$%@IN' @$$HOLE!?!?!?" Lydia screamed at the top of her lungd, trying to swing about.

Ranma smirked as he sat up from the couch. He was still in human form, but the Neko-Ken was now his to command. Raising one hand he literally unsheathed chi claws. "I am your judge. You wererats were the ones to perform an attempted assassination on our beloved creater. Iceron. I am your jury. I find you GUILTY." Smiling cruelly, Ranma finally said, "And I am your executioner." Ranma raised his hand and prepared top strike.

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(Posted Tue, 01 Apr 2003 14:32)


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