Ranma Saotome and the gang are Rumiko Takahashi's creation. Nuff
<"">: Chinese language
It was a cold and windy afternoon at the Training Grounds of
Cursed Springs. The Guide had just lit his pipe as he sat near a
campfire when he saw a group of people approach the main entrance
to the valley. He nodded as he recognized the group.
"Many Amazons come to Jusenkyo today. Must be very
important if Elder come here too."
Ranma and Mousse led the group as they approached the edge of
the pools which had many bamboo poles scattered about each
spring. Behind them, Koga, Shampoo, Jasmine, Cologne and several
other Amazons followed them, as they would serve as witnesses for
<"Mother, I don't like the feel of this place. It�seems as if I'm
feeling the cries of a hundred tortured souls calling out to me.">
Jasmine regarded her adopted child with a thoughtful look. She
had remembered Koga mentioning that Ranma's abilities were
sensitive enough to detect energies that pertained to the
supernatural. <"You are very perceptive Ranma. I'm not surprised
that you feel this way. Jusenkyo is a place of many tragedies and
more than a hundred unfortunate people and animals have met their
doom here. Each spring has had something or someone drown in it,
leaving a terrible curse in their waters. I would advise you to be very
careful here! As this is a duel of honor, I cannot interfere. I can give
you this warning however. Do not fall into any of the springs! Your
blindness is burden enough without having to worry about a
As soon as the group reached the center of the training grounds,
Mousse strutted forward and regarded his rival. <"Now I will prove
to all that I am the only one worthy to receive Shampoo's love!">
Mousse said as he leapt up to perch on one of the poles. He then
looked down at his hated rival and sneered. <"Come on you coward!
Face your end!">
Ranma turned to give Shampoo and the others a reassuring smile
as he leapt up to land on a pole opposite to Mousse. The Amazons
took a seat on a nearby log as Cologne began stating the terms of the
<"There will be no time limit! No outside interference will be
tolerated! Victory can be achieved by knocking your opponent into a
spring, submission�. or death! When I give the signal to begin, you
will start fighting! The result of the match will determine Ranma's
rights as an Amazon! Prepare yourselves!">
Ranma began focusing his ki for the imminent battle. His aura
began to glow as he extended all of his enhanced senses at Mousse
and his surroundings. His seventh sense gave him an image of each
of the poles and the location of the cursed springs in his mind. He
then thrust out his staff in a ready position and waited.
Mousse wasted no time as he leapt toward his opponent and
threw his sleeves forward. A barrage of poison-tipped daggers flew
Ranma's nostrils flared a bit as he recognized the kind of poison
Mousse was using. It was a rare herbal extract that was even more
lethal than curare. His sixth sense had already warned him about the
threat and he had gauged Mousse's ki energy when he had thrown
the daggers. His seventh sense tracked the trajectory of the daggers
as they streaked toward him. All this sensory input was received in
an instant and Ranma reacted accordingly.
Instead of leaping to avoid the blades, Ranma began spinning his
staff like a propeller. Each dagger was deflected away with ease. Not
a single one touched him. As the last knife fell, Ranma then threw out
an arm and launched his own counterattack. His seventh sense had
already located Mousse as he was landing on a pole to his right.
The Hidden Weapons fighter was more than shocked when he
saw his opponent suddenly make a hundred throwing stars appear.
He had to get off his perch quickly in order to avoid the shurikens as
they cut to pieces the pole he had been on a moment before. He
landed on another pole while cursing.
<"That�can't be! You can't know Hidden Weapon techniques!">
Ranma smiled as he pivoted on one foot. <"Just because I'm blind,
doesn't mean that I'm helpless!">
<"I will not tolerate this insult!"> Mousse roared as he leapt to
attack him again, this time pulling out a longsword.
Ranma ducked under Mousse's slash, then swung his staff in an
arc that smacked into Mousse's side and sent him flying. Mousse
had to twist and reach out toward a pole to avoid falling into a spring.
He was barely able to use the pole to spring him up and flip toward
another perch. He began breathing hard as he saw how close he had
come to losing the match.
<Damn him! I've got to separate him from that staff of his! He's got
a longer reach and my weapons can't get close enough!> Mousse
decided to change his tactics as he threw out a length of chain,
hoping to ensnare Ranma's weapon away from him.
Ranma's sixth sense measured the amount of ki that Mousse had
used to throw the chain and his radar-sense tracked the links as they
streaked toward the end of his staff. Just as the chain wrapped
around one end of his staff, Ranma used this opportunity to turn the
tables. He gave a mighty pull and 'yanked Mousse's chain!' (Pardon
Mousse was unprepared at the sudden movement and
unfortunately for him, he was still attached to the chain. He found
himself pulled off his perch and making an arc toward a spring. He
released his weapon, then brought forth a staff of his own. He thrust
it forward and used it to pole-vault himself back up to another
Ranma leapt forward guided by his sense of hearing. He stabbed
out with his staff and hit Mousse's inverted form in the chest, just as
he was heading up toward a safe landing spot. Mousse was knocked
back, dropping his weapon and just missed another spring. The two
leapt back and faced each other off.
By now, Mousse was getting angrier. He had yet to score a single
hit on his adversary, while Ranma was mocking both him and his
techniques. Weren't his Hidden Weapon skills more formidable than
that weak Unseen Light? It was almost as if he knew what weapons
he was going to pull out. Then, he realized what was going on. His
opponent was blind, right? That must mean that his other senses
were far sharper than his, especially his sense of hearing. With this in
mind, he came up with a plan to defeat Ranma.
Mousse made another leap with his sleeves held at the ready. Just
as Ranma prepared to counter with a thrust, Mousse pulled out a pair
of cymbals and slammed them together.
Ranma screamed as the loud noise echoed against his sensitive
eardrums. Mousse took advantage of his disorientation and lashed
forward with a hand blade. Ranma's sixth sense barely had enough
time to warn him and his body reacted on reflex. Ranma leapt back,
almost evading the blade completely. The weapon just barely nicked
his chest as Ranma landed on another pole. Mousse was grinning as
he landed on another perch.
Ranma was shaking his head to clear it as his foe laughed. When
the ringing stopped, he tuned into what his opponent was saying.
<"HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! I've got you now Ranma! That blade I
used was poison-tipped! All I had to do was scratch you! In less
than a minute, you'll be dead! I have won! Shampoo is mine!">
Ranma began to feel numbness in his legs and arms as the poison
began to spread all over him. It was taking all of his strength just to
remain balanced on his pole. His hands started to lose their strength
and he couldn't hold onto his staff. The weapon dropped down and
splashed down in one of the pools below.
Shampoo watched in horror as her childhood friend began to
become pale and unsteady. She took a step forward, but was stopped
by a cane held out in front of her. She looked down and saw her
great-grandmother giving her a stern look. She looked back up at
Ranma then down at Cologne. The Elder shook her head, telling
Shampoo with her eyes that interference was not permitted. This was
a duel of honor and she would see it through. Shampoo bit back her
tears as she waited for the inevitable.
Ranma began to feel dizzy as the poison increased its effect on
him. As he began to lose consciousness, he began hearing Jasmine's
voice in his head. A memory of his younger days came back to him as
he thought back to a time when he was twelve and his adopted
mother was telling him about a technique in which one could speed
up one's own healing.
<Ranma, it is just as important to heal yourself as it is to heal
others! By striking these specific pressure points on your arms and
chest, your ki energy will be stimulated enough to stop the spread of
poison and begin the healing process that much sooner! But you
must take care! Missing these spots by even the slightest fraction
would cause great and permanent harm to your body!>
Ranma then remembered what Master Koga had told him about the
<Ranma my boy, the sixth sense can not only detect the ki of
others, but it can also detect the ki in one's self. If for some reason
that your physical senses should fail, you can still rely on it to 'feel'
your own body!>
Ranma nodded, as he knew what to do. With only ten seconds of
his life left, he began to focus his sixth sense onto himself. His
skeletal muscles were locking up and his skin was growing cold.
Within two seconds, he had located the correct pressure points with
his sixth sense, since the poison was affecting his sense of touch.
With a final gasp, he stabbed at each pressure point with the index
and middle fingers of each hand.
A moment of silence passed. Then another and another. Mousse
became very confused. Ranma should have keeled over dead by now.
Why hadn't he?
Ranma breathed out a sigh of relief as he felt his body beginning
to warm up again. His muscles began to unlock and some of his
strength returned. It was just through sheer willpower that he had
managed to keep his balance during that time. Ranma straightened up
and faced his opponent once more.
<"Impossible! You should be dead by now!">
Ranma mouth turned up in a smirk as he said, <"Well, I guess they
don't make poison the way they used to!">
<"DIE!"> Mousse screamed as he leapt toward him with the same
hand blade, thinking that Ranma didn't get enough of the poison in
his body the first time around.
Ranma sensed Mousse's approach and leapt out of the way. He
landed on another pole unsteadily and realized that even though the
poison inside him wasn't going to kill him, it had still made him too
weak to fight off Mousse's attack effectively. Furthermore, Mousse
still had those cymbals and could still use them to his advantage
against him. Ranma had to end this fight and fast.
Mousse jumped from pole to pole, maneuvering to get into a good
position to attack. Ranma didn't have his staff so he wouldn't be able
to fight unless he was at close range. Mousse also knew that Ranma
was sensitive to sound. As he came at Ranma again, he took out the
cymbals and clanged them together.
However, to the Hidden Weapons master's surprise, Ranma did
not react to the noise as he leapt up and delivered a downward punch
to Mousse's head, sending him down toward a cursed spring. It was
though sheer luck that he managed to grab hold of a shorter pole and
swing over to another. He turned to look at his opponent, who was
taking a crane stance ten feet away.
Ranma smiled as he thought back to another skill that Koga had
<Ranma, there will be times in which having sharp hearing and a
sense of smell would be a hindrance. I shall teach you a way to
temporarily tune out noises and smells. Do not worry, since you will
still be able to use your sixth and seventh sense to guide you
As of now, Ranma was deaf as well as blind, so Mousse's sound
attack had no effect on him. His sixth sense had warned him about his
approach and his seventh sense guided him to where he should
strike. He could already sense the anger building up in his foe as he
rushed toward him once more to finish off the fight. Ranma waited on
his perch and reached out with his two extra senses. When Mousse
was almost on top of him, he launched his final attack.
"KATCHU TENSHIN AMAGURIKEN!"
Ranma's fists blurred forward and struck Mousse several hundred
times in the ribs. Although he was not hitting with any considerable
strength due to the poison, the effect was still devastating! Mousse
was thrown back and made a short arc toward a cursed spring. He
threw out a sleeve and a chain whipped out to snag a pole beside
Ranma crouched down and reached out with a finger. When he
touched the chain, he focused his ki into it. The energy ran the length
of the chain and then caused it to disintegrate into metal powder
before it had a chance to become taut.
Mousse screamed in horror, as the only means of saving himself
was gone. He made a tremendous splash into the spring and
disappeared under the surface. A moment later, a duck wearing
Mousse's thick glasses came up and began quacking angrily.
"Uh oh! He fall into Yazsniichuan!" Said the Guide. "Spring of
Drowned Duck! Very tragic legend of duck that drown 3000 year ago!
Now whoever fall in spring take body of duck!"
The Amazons cheered as Cologne declared Ranma the winner.
Ranma smiled as his hearing restored itself. He crouched down and
said weakly, <"Could someone help me get down?"> The Chestnut
Fist had exhausted almost all of Ranma's remaining strength and he
was about to drop off into the spring below him. Koga noted Ranma's
low ki level and leapt up to retrieve his pupil.
Sometime later, Ranma was still being congratulated as he was
recovering in Jasmine's house. Shampoo kept on bubbling on about
Ranma's victory as the healer applied some special lotions to prevent
infection from the cut on his chest and to help drive out the poison
<"Aiya! You did great Ranma!"> Shampoo glomped onto him and
gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Ranma's cheeks took on twin spots of red. Even though he still
considered Shampoo as his cousin, he was a little more than
embarrassed by this display of affection.
<"I am very proud of you, my son!"> Jasmine said with a smile.
<"As am I."> Koga added. <"You fought well."> The blind master
addressed Jasmine and Shampoo. <"If you three wouldn't mind, I
would like to speak with Ranma alone.">
Jasmine looked at her son, who gave her a reassuring nod. She
then led Cologne and Shampoo out of the room and closed the door
Koga smiled as he spoke to his pupil. <"Ranma, I noticed that you
used that technique I taught you to tune out noises and smells and
to rely on your sixth and seventh sense.">
The blind boy nodded. <"Well, I sort of figured that Mousse
would try to use those cymbals again.">
<"That technique helped me convince Cologne that the Unseen
Light Martial Arts was just as good as Amazonian Wu Shu">
<"Really? Tell me about it.">
<"I suppose it wouldn't hurt. I haven't told you much about
myself, have I? Well, my story began more than forty years ago. I
was about ten years old and was traveling with my parents through
China. My father was a very good doctor and was part of the groups
that periodically visited the Amazons. My parents were on good
terms with the Joketsuzoku. One time, my father helped save this very
village from a plague that would have killed off most of the tribe. It
was because of this act that my family was made honorary members
of the Amazons. However, when I had reached my eleventh birthday,
their ancient enemies, the Musk Dynasty, attacked the village. My
parents were killed and the last thing I saw was a Musk warrior's
knife. The Amazons were able to beat back the attack, but it was too
late to save my eyesight.">
<"That's so� terrible!">
Koga nodded. <"Since I was an honorary member of the tribe, the
Amazons adopted me. A gentle healer named Lily raised me.
However, my blindness made me seem too weak and helpless in front
of the others and I was ridiculed and teased daily. Then, when I
became fourteen, a priest by the name of Shogo Natsurmuri, came to
the village. Shogo had some distant relatives in the tribe and visited
them once every few years. Like myself, he was blind, but he didn't
act like he was. He didn't move as if he had no sight. In fact, very few
even suspected that he was sightless. His senses enabled him to act
as if he had perfect eyesight. He was considered a formidable fighter
among the warriors and the Elders respected his battle prowess.">
<"No one knew he was blind?">
<"Except for a few, the Amazons assumed that he still had his
vision. Despite the fact that he couldn't see, his other senses allowed
him to detect that I too, was blind. He approached me one day and
revealed that he was the same. He then took a lonely and sightless
boy and taught him how to 'see!' In ways I never knew existed!">
<"The sixth and seventh sense?">
<"That's right Ranma. My other physical sense of hearing, taste,
touch and smell were already sharper than normal. Four years of
being blind can do that. However, Shogo taught me a way not only to
enhance those senses, but also helped me develop the other two!
Amazon techniques that I had seen, before I was blinded, became
very easy to understand with my sixth and seventh senses! I was
never able to master those skills before with my sight, but now that I
am able to accurately measure ki energies and determine how they are
focused, no technique is impossible for me to learn!">
Ranma nodded. It had been easy for him to learn techniques, even
though he could not see the technique in front of him! The Chestnuts
Roasting Over an Open Fire was a good example. Ranma had been
standing right behind Jasmine when she had accidentally dropped a
few nuts into the fire while making a stew. When she had used the
skill to pluck those nuts out of the fire, Ranma's sixth sense had
gauged the amount of ki used and determined how it was applied. He
had spent the next few days building up his speed and by the end of
the week, he was able to duplicate the skill. His adopted mother was
very shocked to see her son's hands actually move with enough
speed to catch fish out of a mountain stream without getting them
Koga continued on. <"Master Shogo taught me that the world did
not end when it goes dark. By the time I was eighteen, I had mastered
the principles of the Unseen Light Martial Arts and used them to
learn Amazon techniques. I preferred not to show off, but I did try to
convince the Elders of the advantages of my training. Most of them
dismissed my abilities as parlor tricks and assumed that I already
knew the skills before I was rendered blind. Cologne was among the
disbelievers. She would frequently say that my fighting style was too
passive and not fit to be noticed. It wasn't until I was twenty-one
that I proved her wrong!">
<"I challenged her.">
<"YOU challenged Cologne?!">
<"That I did!"> Koga said proudly. <"The Elder couldn't believe
that I would actually have the gall to fight her. It took some doing but
I finally had her to agree to duel with me in a secret place in the
<"Cologne still couldn't believe that a brash and blind male
upstart would have the nerve to go against a matriarch with almost
three hundred years worth of experience. Still, she had been
observing me and thought that I had gained some considerable skill
during my training with Shogo. She decided to test my skills by
fighting in a way that would render my physical senses worthless.
Before she came to the place where we were to duel, she had bathed
herself in a special soap that totally removed her scent. During our
fight, she deployed special techniques that distorted the sounds
around us, while she used stealth maneuvers to mask her attacks. She
also made certain that her ki energies were tightly focused within
<"Even though I could not hear or smell her, my radar-sense
always told me where she was. My sixth sense was still sensitive
enough to detect her ki, despite the fact that it was buried deep
within her. She couldn't catch me unawares or launch a single attack
against me without me countering each one. I totally tuned out my
sense of hearing and smell and relied solely on my sixth and seventh
sense to fight her. Three hours later, she still couldn't get the upper
hand on me. The match ended in a draw and Cologne finally admitted
that my skills as a warrior were as good as the others. Anyone who
could last that long against a matriarch earned her respect. Of course,
she didn't tell anyone that she couldn't beat a blind male, but the fact
that I have earned her respect was enough for me. And now, it seems
that the Unseen Light Martial Arts is becoming of great interest to
the other Amazons as well.">
<"What do you mean?">
<"Ranma, I am sure that you have noticed that the girls in the
village have given you a lot more� ahem, attention lately?">
Ranma's cheeks blushed even redder as he remembered the past
year or so. Many of the girls, especially Shampoo had been getting
friendlier toward him. Sugar, Spice, Azure, and several others had
been inviting him over to their homes and asking him out for dates.
The Elders had also been dropping hints that Ranma should marry
their heirs. A gentle nudge here, a subtle prod there and so forth.
And of course, his mother Jasmine would always tell him in a
roundabout way that he should go forth and multiply. Ranma sighed
and shook his head bemusedly. He then sensed that his master's ki
began to wane. A moment later, Koga coughed.
<"Master? Is something wrong?">
Koga cleared his throat and said in a reassuring tone, <"No, it's
nothing for you to be concerned about.">
Ranma wasn't really convinced that Koga was telling the truth. For
the past several months, Ranma's senses had been detecting an
imbalance in Koga's ki. Every nowand then, it would make a severe
drop in power level, then climb unsteadily back up. His master had
also been coughing more frequently and every so often, he would
become easily fatigued. The blind master would keep saying that it
was just his age starting to catch up with him, he was over sixty after
all, but deep down, the blind Saotome knew it was something else.
<"We shall resume your training tomorrow Ranma."> Koga turned
and exited the room, closing the door behind him.
A while later, Koga and Cologne were discussing the events of the
day as they sat near the Challenge Log in the center of the village.
They smiled as they listened in on the gentle music that came from a
bamboo flute. Ranma's exceptional hearing had made him gifted in
music, and he was now sitting on the roof of Jasmine's house,
playing a soft melody on the flute he had crafted. Many of the other
villagers paused in their daily lives to listen in on Ranma's playing.
Ranma had found that his superior hearing allowed him to listen to
the subtle variances in sound. He could memorize each note, and play
back any song after only hearing it once. Furthermore, he could
detect any conflicting dissonance and correct them, making the tunes
flow together more smoothly. The result was a melody that was so
perfect, that any listener would find it next to impossible not to be
moved by such music.
<"Ranma is very talented, Koga.">
<"Indeed he is! I couldn't have found a more worthy heir to the
Unseen Light Martial Arts!"> Koga coughed again, causing Cologne
to become concerned.
<"You still haven't told him, have you?">
Koga cleared his voice and became silent. After a long while of
just listening to Ranma's playing, he sighed and said, <"I do not wish
for him to be distracted. He is very close to mastering all that I can
teach him. I have already started on his final training. It wouldn't do
for him to lose his focus if he were to know about my� problem.">
<"You can't hide it from Ranma forever you know. Already, the
boy is beginning to sense your ki is starting to ebb. So how long did
that doctor give you?">
Koga paused as he thought back to the time the medical group
that had visited the village last month. After getting the bad news
from the physician, he had consulted Jasmine and the other healers
of the Amazons. They too had come to the same conclusion. The
cancer within his body was too far into its advanced stages and he
had been given less than a year to live. There was nothing that could
be done. Koga took a deep breath and said, <"I'll just have enough
time to complete Ranma's training and teach him the final techniques
of the Unseen Light. I had received word that Master Shogo died a
week ago and� I am not long for this world. When I go, Ranma shall
be the only master of the Unseen Light.">
<"Are there no others?">
Koga shook his head. <"Shogo had no heirs. The only surviving
users of the Unseen Light are Ranma and myself. The techniques of
our fighting style were so secret that they were never written down.
They were only passed down from teacher to student.">
<"I see."> Cologne paused for a moment, then said, <"You do
realize that once you are gone, then the Unseen Light techniques
shall be viewed as belonging to the Amazons.">
Koga nodded. <"Yes, now that Ranma has proven his rights as an
Amazon, the skills and knowledge that he has are considered
property of the tribe. He is aware of it and has promised me that he
will not teach what he knows to an outsider.">
In the months that followed, Ranma's training became ever more
intense as his skills were pushed to their limits. The training was not
with out hardship and the blind boy soon discovered that though
Genma no longer raised him, he was still causing him trouble.
A few months after the duel�
<"Ranma! You have a visitor!">
<"I'm coming Mother! So who is� errk!">
The blind teenager was unable to finish as some stranger
suddenly put him into a bear hug.
"Ranma! It's me, your Dad! At last I've found you!"
"D-Dad?!" Although he hadn't heard from Genma in over seven
years, he knew for certain that this visitor wasn't him.
"Yes my boy, once you marry my daughter then you'll become my
"You can come out now Kaori!" The strange man called out to
someone who was waiting in the next room. Ranma's sixth and
seventh sense detected the strong presence of someone entering. By
the scent, he could tell that she was female. He also sensed an
exceptional amount of control over her ki. He could see in his mind by
way of his seventh sense, of the girl kneeling down and presenting
herself to him.
"Greetings, future husband." The voice was soft and a bit melodic.
"Well son, she's a beauty isn't she? She makes a lovely bride!"
"Excuse me?" Jasmine decided to intervene at this time. "Just what
is going on?"
"Oh." The strange man released his hold on Ranma and turned to
face her. "And who might you be?"
"I am Jasmine. I am Ranma's mother. Now would you mind
explaining to me what is going on?"
"Certainly. Your son Ranma will be marrying my daughter."
"What?!" Jasmine's expression became a bit sterner. "Are you
saying that my son is engaged to a girl that neither he nor I have ever
met, much less approved of?!"
"Errr�" The strange man began explaining. "Well, I'm afraid that it
is a matter of family honor that he marry my daughter Kaori. For the
sake of the Daijkoku clan, the promise that Genma had made to me
must be fulfilled."
"And exactly what promise was this?"
The father of Kaori began recounting his little encounter with
Genma Saotome that had occurred some three years ago. When he
finished his story, Jasmine's temper had begun to rise to a fast boil.
Ranma was also miffed.
"Ranma was sold for a fish?!"
"I also threw in the rice and two pickles." The man said with a bit
"That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of!" Jasmine
exclaimed. By now, she was mad enough to go to search for Genma
and correct that little error she made years ago. The error being in not
ending his life. The fat martial artist had actually offered to exchange
his child's future for a small meal, even though he no longer raised
him. Jasmine looked ready to explode. Then suddenly, she instantly
became calm as she addressed the head of the Daijkoku family.
"Would you please excuse me for a moment?"
Jasmine went into the kitchen while Ranma and the others waited.
As they waited for Jasmine to return, Kaori took a good look at her
fianc�e. Ranma was very handsome; there was no doubt about it. He
had a muscular frame and moved with uncanny grace. He seemed to
radiate warmth. He was a good catch. The girl decided that she would
Jasmine returned with a small sack and placed it on the table in
front of the man. "Here. Take it and go!"
"That's a day's supply of fish, rice and pickles! Take it and leave!
My son will marry whomever he chooses, and not because of some
idiotic promise made by his worthless father!"
"But it is a matter of honor! An agreement made between his father
and me!" The man protested.
"It is the best deal that you are going to get." Another voice said
The group turned toward the door and saw Cologne, Sugar, Spice
and Shampoo standing with weapons unsheathed. Ranma had
already detected their presence when they came to the house, and he
didn't even need to use his enhanced senses to feel what their
emotions were at the moment. They had heard the whole thing and
they weren't the tiniest bit pleased. Battle auras were flaring and
Ranma was especially surprised at the intensity of his adopted
mother's. Jasmine rarely had to show her battle aura, but the blind
boy knew that getting on her bad side was something to be avoided.
It was at the top of his list of things not to do.
The father of Kaori assessed the situation and didn't like what he
saw. His daughter may have mastered the techniques of the Daijkoku
School of Martial Arts Takeout, but they were badly outnumbered
and not just from the people in the house. When he and Kaori had
arrived at the village, they had seen the many warriors and the
weapons they carried. Even if they did manage to fight their way out
of the house, their chances of making it out of the village alive were
close to nil.
In this situation, Kaori's father did the only thing he could do. He
silently took the bag and led his protesting daughter out of the
house. When they reached the gates, they were firmly escorted by a
pair of guards to the path that led them out of the area.
Ranma and the Amazons breathed out a sigh of relief when it was
clear that there would be no violence. When everyone had calmed
down, Jasmine made a comment, which reflected everyone else's
opinion of a certain martial artist. "Ranma's father is a total IDIOT!"
Unfortunately, this was not the only incident in which Genma had
used his son to feed his fat belly. For the next four months, Ranma
was visited by no less than a dozen would-be fianc�es, as one girl
after another came to claim him. Soon, the entire village was in
agreement that Genma Saotome had all the brains of an overcooked
Ranma at age sixteen�
As the training in the Unseen Light neared its end, Ranma's status
as an Amazon rose even further. His enhanced senses not only made
him a great fighter and healer, but it had also given him excellent
tracking skills. He was good enough to give some serious
competition to Tiger, the village's best tracker. Tiger was a bit of a
loner. Her father had been a tiger that had fallen into the Spring of
Drowned Man in Jusenkyo. She had slightly pointed ears, slitted
pupils, fangs and her body was lightly furred. Her tracking abilities
were nothing to be sneezed at though. She was able to track a fly
across a marsh and could tell a person's identity, no matter how one
disguised his or her appearance. When Ranma displayed his amazing
sense of hearing, smell and ki detection, Tiger found herself hard-
pressed to keep up. Fortunately, the two became fast friends and
eventually, Ranma's innate charm and good looks soon made Tiger
join the ranks of those who desired to have him as a husband,
despite the fact that she was four years younger than he was.
His fellow Amazons also enjoyed his aptitude for music and many
would request for impromptu concerts, especially among the younger
generations. Two girls in particular were Ling Ling and Lung Lung.
The two would always ask their 'Big Brother Ranma' to play his flute
for them. Ranma's senses allowed him to project the melodies in their
purest tones, coming up with tunes that would have made the great
musicians weep with joy.
Razor, the village weaponsmith was very impressed by the way
Ranma could use his senses to detect the weaknesses and structural
flaws of any material. The blind boy would come by his forge every
now and then to help in his work. Weak points in metals were
hammered out. Edges were made more smother and sharper. Mistakes
and flaws were pointed out and corrected. The results were weapons
of extraordinary quality and durability. Products made by both Razor
and Ranma were highly sought out.
The blind boy's abilities soon made him a Jack of Many Trades. By
this time, the village began treating Ranma as an irreplaceable
treasure of the Amazons.
One fine day�
Ranma was standing in a forest clearing, his feet spread apart and
his staff held out of front of him. A short distance away, Koga was
sitting on a log and instructing him.
<"Reach out with your senses and feelings, Ranma. Let your ki
flow out and touch your surroundings!">
Ranma nodded as concentrated. His body glowed with a soft blue
aura, which began to intensify itself as he slowly focused on the
trees, the ground and the air around him.
<"Excellent! Now remember what I had taught you earlier Ranma!
Don't force your ki into nature! Cooperate with it! Become one with
Ranma took a deep breath and let his senses take in each detail of
his environment. Every odor was smelled. Every air current was felt.
Every sound was heard. Then, Ranma's senses extended themselves
beyond the physical realm. Mystic forces that were the basis of all
magic were detected. Ranma could feel the distant power of Jusenkyo
beckoning to him. Ranma could feel the spirits that roamed the astral
plane. He could sense the power of the Almighty in heaven and the
dark evil of Lucifer in hell. All that was, all that is and all that ever will
be on Earth was now a part of Ranma in a way in which he couldn't
even begin to describe.
Koga smiled as he sensed Ranma's aura reach a certain level.
<"Now my student, absorb what you sense. Gather the energy within
yourself. Focus it and make it a part of you!">
The blind adolescent's brow furrowed in intense concentration.
Unnoticed by him, tiny pinpricks of energy began to appear around
him. These dots of energy floated beside him like fireflies and then
were absorbed into him, causing his aura to become the purest white.
His power level began to build as more energy was gathered. Soon,
Ranma was radiating enough power to light the entire forest on a
The villagers were a little more than surprised to see the forest
glow with an eerie light. At first they thought it was a forest fire, but
the absence of smoke dismissed that idea from their heads. The
Elders were especially fascinated by this event as they detected the
huge amount of ki energy being focused. One matriarch in particular
watched with her great-granddaughter.
<"Great-grandmother, what is happening?">
<"If I am not mistaken Shampoo, I believe that Koga is teaching
Ranma the final technique of the Unseen Light.">
Back in the forest, Koga braced himself against a tree as he sensed
that Ranma's power had peaked. He then called out to him. <"NOW
Ranma inhaled as he pointed his staff to the sky. The wooden pole
suddenly glowed white just as his aura transferred all the
accumulated energy into it.
A small ball of energy appeared at the end of the staff and then a
thin beam of energy shot upward. The resulting discharge of all that
energy at once caused a massive shockwave to erupt from where
Ranma was standing. The circle of ki energy rippled outward and
shook the massive trees as if they were saplings. Koga was knocked
off his feet as the tree he was holding onto toppled over. In the
village, the Amazons were similarly started as the shockwave rumbled
through their homes and rattled their windows.
The beam of energy streaked upward into the heavens and became
a distant dot in the sky. A moment later, the sky lit up as a huge flash
of energy exploded. All those who had been watching the beam's
trajectory were temporarily blinded. A moment later, the brightness
Ranma sank to his knees, his body almost totally exhausted from
the effort. Bracing him self on his staff, he managed to get to a
standing position. <"How did I do Master?">
There was no answer.
<"Master? All you all right?">
Silence was his only response.
Ranma began to panic as started using his senses to detect Koga's
presence. However, due to the massive expenditure of energy, his
sixth and seventh senses were extremely weak and he could only
detect things that were no more than five feet away from him. Ranma
stumbled as he tripped over a tree root. Ranma then used his sense of
smell to detect his mentor. Locking in on his scent, Ranma crawled to
where Koga was. When he touched his body, Ranma got a shock as
he used his senses to measure Koga's ki level.
<"Master! Why didn't you tell me?">
Sometime later, Ranma and his adopted mother were standing
beside Koga as he lay on the bed in their house. Cologne and
Shampoo were on the other side.
<"Master, why didn't you tell me that you were�"> Ranma's voice
<"Dying?"> Koga finished in a very weak voice. Koga coughed as
he continued. <"I did not want you to worry about me during your
final lessons. I'm proud of you Ranma. You have mastered the Sprit
<"Spirit Beam?"> Shampoo asked.
Ranma nodded. <"Those who practice the Unseen Light Martial
Arts are able to draw power from the mystical realms as well as the
physical realms. Our senses are so sharp that we can locate any
power source and utilize it. But, the Spirit Beam is so draining that I
can't summon it up too often. Right now, I'm so weak that I couldn't
beat Mousse."> Ranma then turned to Koga. <"Master, I had been
sensing that your ki was fading, but I never suspected this!">
Koga sighed as he replied, <"Last year, the doctors and the
healers told me that I had cancer and they gave me about ten months
to live. That is why it was so important that you finished your
training before I passed on. When I leave this world, you will be the
only master of the Unseen Light.">
<"Do not grieve for me Ranma! I have lived a good life and I have
no regrets. You have surpassed me in the skills that I have taught
you. I know that you will be fine. No teacher could ever be more
proud of his student than I am of you. You have become a man
among men and the son that I never had.">
In another part of the village, Mousse had come to a decision. It
had been almost a year since Jusenkyo had cursed him, but he had
gotten used to having to turn into a duck with cold water. No, it
wasn't the curse that angered him. It was the one who caused him to
be cursed that got his temper to boiling. Ranma was now considered
a part of the Amazon tribe by all and it seemed that he and Shampoo
had gotten even closer. Also was the fact that Mousse still could not
defeat Ranma, even though he had improved in the Hidden Weapons
No matter what weapon he used against Ranma, the blind boy
would counter it and Mousse would be sucking dirt. It was almost as
if he knew what weapons he was going to use. After seeing that
display of ki energy manipulation, Mousse finally realized that if he
wanted to defeat Ranma and win Shampoo's heart, then he was going
to have to beat Saotome at his own game. He had made up his mind
to petition Koga to train him as he had with Ranma.
<If you can use the Hidden Weapons style against me, then why
shouldn't I use your own techniques against you? I will have my
revenge Ranma Saotome and Shampoo will be mine!>
That night, Ranma decided to stay by his master's side until Koga
became strong enough to get out of bed. The two spent long hours
in quiet discussion, talking about the future. Eventually, Koga drifted
off to sleep and Ranma soon followed suit in the chair that was set up
beside the bed. As the two slept, Koga's ki energy finally gave out as
his body succumbed to the cancer that ravaged it. At 2:15 am, Koga
had left this world and Ranma became the sole master of the Unseen
Light Martial Arts. When the blind boy awoke early the next day, he
felt a chill wash over him. He began reaching out to detect his
master's ki, but he could find nothing. He slowly walked toward the
bed and knelt beside the bed. He reached out with his fingers and
started feeling the face of the corpse. His sightless eyes began to
flood with tears as his enhanced sense of touch took in every detail
of Koga's lifeless face. Ranma sobbed openly as his mind
constructed an image of what his master looked like, based on what
his fingers were telling him. He committed the image to memory, then
laid his head over crossed arms.
His sobs soon roused his mother Jasmine from her slumber. She
walked over to where her son was crying and saw Koga's lifeless
form. She didn't need to ask what was the matter as she quietly
approached her grieving child and knelt down to embrace him. She
said nothing as Ranma wept.
Later that very same day�
<"No! He can't be dead!"> Mousse shouted at Cologne, who
immediately bopped him on the head with her cane.
<"You should learn to talk to your elders with more respect! In any
case, why should you be upset? You never liked him much
<"But he has to be alive! I'm ready to learn his techniques now!">
<"Oh? So NOW you wish to learn? I thought you considered his
skills as weak and not fit to be noticed by the Amazons.">
<"I changed my mind okay?"> Mousse exasperated. <"I have seen
the error of my way of thinking and I am ready to become his
<"Hmpf! I know why you want to learn now. You've finally realized
that your Hidden Weapons style is no match for Ranma and you
want to beat him using the same style that he uses! Well, you are too
late! Koga is gone, and Ranma is now heir to all of his secrets! And I
seriously doubt he would agree to train you!">
<"It's not fair!"> Mousse shouted.
<"It's your own fault that you refused to learn sooner. You
thought that your Hidden Weapons techniques would impress my
Shampoo, but they did the opposite. Koga had offered to teach you
the Unseen Light many times and you turned him down repeatedly.
He had only had to ask Ranma once and he accepted. Now Ranma
has become a far greater warrior than you as well as an exceptional
healer. He is a good asset to the village and would be a fitting mate
for my great-granddaughter!">
<"Shampoo is mine, not Ranma's!"> Mousse roared, which
resulted in another bop on the head by Cologne. <"Ow!">
<"Shampoo was never yours to begin with. Now, I grow tired of
this discussion. I must see to the preparations for the funeral.
By the week's end, Koga's body was placed on an elaborate
funeral pyre and set ablaze. The site was near the place where Ranma
had begun training when he was eight. The blind Saotome had told
Cologne that the spot was a favorite of his former mentor's and she
arranged the funeral to be held there. The Council of Elders as well as
many of the Amazons was present to witness the cremation. Ranma
stood beside Jasmine and Shampoo, his eyes slick with tears as he
listened to the matriarches bid their final farewells to a great warrior.
When the fire had burned itself out, Ranma was given the task of
fulfilling Koga's last request.
The blind boy carried the small urn, which contained the ashes of
his sensei up the slope of a cliff that overlooked the valley of the
Joketsuzoku. Taking a deep breath, he began focusing his ki and let
his aura flare up. Extending his senses to the winds, he opened the
urn and let the ashes scatter themselves to the breeze. Ranma let his
senses flow into the surroundings as he felt his teacher's presence
one final time as Koga became one with nature.
Another week would pass as Ranma went into mourning for the
man who had raised him like the father he never had. He was
everything that Genma could never hope to be. He had treated him
fairly and never used him for personal gain. He had taught him how
to turn his handicap into a boon and helped him achieve mastery in
the martial arts that he could have never attained under his real
father. Jasmine and Koga had sheltered him and protected him from
Genma and his influence for more than eight years.
It was this last thought that made Ranma come to a decision.
<"You're leaving the village?"> Jasmine asked in surprise.
Ranma nodded. <"Mother, you and the tribe have been good to
me, but I can't stay here forever. I can't ignore the outside world,
especially since my senses are so attuned to it. I have to go out there.
It's� I'm not sure how to describe it, but I feel that I have to
experience the world out there. The Council is letting a few of the
others to study in Japan and I've asked to go with them.">
Jasmine shook her head. <"Koga did tell me that you had a
wanderlust in you when he took you to school.">
<"It's not just that Mother. It's not that I don't appreciate you and
Koga for protecting me from that no-good father of mine, but I can't
keep hiding from him. I have to face him sooner or later. Also, even
though you're the best mother anyone's ever asked for, I� want to
know who my real mother is and what's she's like.">
<"I� see."> Jasmine's face took on a sorrowful, yet understanding
look as she said, <"Ranma, you have been my treasure these past
eight years and I suppose that it's just natural that you would one
day leave the nest. I will not try to stop you Ranma. You have already
proven that you are capable of handling yourself. Just promise me
this. Don't forget about me?">
<"Never Mother!"> Ranma took Jasmine into his arms and held
her tight. <"I'll write to you as often as I can!">
Jasmine smiled as tears ran down her cheeks. <"Just remember
Ranma, you'll always have a home here and a place in my heart!">
Ranma smiled as he reached up with his hands and began feeling
his mother's face with his fingers. He traced every line and the texture
of her skin. He noted that she had gained a few new wrinkles but her
ki was still as strong as ever. He committed his adopted mother's face
By the end of the month, Ranma hefted his backpack over his
shoulder and boarded the boat that would take him to Japan. He
would be traveling with a few other Amazons, including Shampoo.
The top fighters and most promising of his generation were given the
opportunity to study abroad. Fortunately, Mousse was denied the
chance to come along. The only way that a male could be given this
opportunity was if he happened to be the best fighter. Mousse was
no longer the top male fighter of the village. Ranma had taken that
spot. As the families of the group bid their farewells, Cologne nodded
to the skipper to cast off. The boat slowly began chugging its way to
the Land of the Rising Sun.
To be continued�
Ranma has now begun his journey back to the place of his birth.
What will Nodoka say when she sees her son after a ten-year
absence? Will Genma give up on Ranma and the plan to unite the
schools of the Anything Goes? How about the rest of the Nerima
gang? Stay tuned!
For those of you who are wondering about Ranma's new move, the
Spirit Beam is sort of like Goku's Spirit Bomb in Dragonball Z.
Ranma's senses can actually allow him to tap into the forces of nature
as well as the mystical fields around him. Of course, this technique
takes a long time to initiate and is extremely draining. You might think
of it as a desperation or finishing move.
This rewrite to mostly to clear up the grammar and spelling
mistakes. I also wanted to tell more about Ranma's life in the village
as well as introduce a few more Amazons that we will be seeing again
in the future As you can see, not having his son with him hasn't
stopped Genma from selling him off. The ones with money have been
able to track Ranma down as he stays in one place, the Amazon
Well, this is the second rewrite to this chapter and I like it. The
small added and deleted bits are to clear up any grammar mistakes