This is my first fanfic, or public story, for the matter. I would appreciate questions, comments and suggestions. If you're planning on sending hate mail, then think about it first : ) Obviously, the Ranma ½ Characters are not made by me, but are made by Rumiko Takahashi. As for the timeline in this story, I think you could consider it as a continuation from the series. This fic's also lemony scented, so you were warned ; ) ---------------- Dreams of Darkness Chapter 2: When Dreams Come True Something was wrong. In Nerima, something was always wrong. But this time, Akane felt that her gut feeling was a lot more than something as petty as Ranma's daily fights and adventures. It wasn't the feeling a martial artist like herself would get when she sensed danger, but it was actually something more of a... Akane's thoughts were interrupted when she heard Ranma's rate of breathing speed up. It was almost as if he were running, she thought. Maybe it's just another one of those weird dreams Ranma always gets, she mused. I wonder what Happosai did to him though.... While Akane was in deep thought, no one noticed the grim and twisted features on Ranma's face. He was also sweating profusely. If she did she would have had known the fact that his dream was no ordinary dream. ---------------- He was running again. The familiar cold and dark emptiness that he felt was forcing him to remember the nightmare he had last night. The disturbing resemblance was almost maddening. His fear was engulfing him, and all he could do in defense was run. He was running away from the man that was threatening his sanity, and the little hold he had over his already chaotic life. He could not help but hear a voice. He knew the voice. It was his. But he wasn't the one that spoke. Suddenly, his legs failed him and the ground rushed to his face. Bracing for the impact, he instinctively raised his arms to cover his face. But he didn't feel himself fall on his arms. Instead, Ranma was violently twisted, and he landed on his back. Another feeling of Deja vu made him shiver a little. Words were not spoken, because there were no need for them at this moment. Ranma laid on his back, looking up at himself. It was unnerving. Suddenly but silently, the older Ranma swung his arms, effectively splashing Ranma with the cold water inside the bucket he held. Ranma-chan had no time to react as her male self pinned her down with his body, almost like the position he used before when she dreamt last night. Ranma-chan was snapped out of her trance as she noticed what he was doing. Then she screamed as he shredded her clothes. ---------------- Ranma was now clearly breathing heavily. Akane noticed this, and she was now full of concern. There was absolutely no reason why he should be like this, she thought. Just then a force of realization struck her like a ton of bricks. It was obviously Happosai's doing. Just then, she saw a blur of red in front of the classroom. She jumped back a little when she saw it was Ranma that fell out of his seat. He had landed on his back, his head pointed upwards. What was weird about the whole incident was that someone seemed to have pushed him. Akane was further shocked when Ranma suddenly turned into a girl, even though there was no water in sight. Hot or cold. Examining Ranma from her seat, she noticed that Ranma-chan's eyes were open, but it was as if her eyes weren't there. They were focusing on the air in front of her, as if she saw something that Akane didn't. What scared her the most was that they had fear written all over them. Everyone in the classroom had to cover their ears as Ranma's blood curling scream filled the room, and echoed through the hallway outside. ---------------- Rushing to Ranma-chan's side, Akane tried to take the smaller girl into her arms and shake her to wake her up. Ranma-chan was obviously not having a normal dream, and it was all Happosai's fault. If she ever caught that old lech... Akane was blasted away by an unknown barrier that seemed to surround Ranma-chan. She flew across the room and crashed into desks, chairs, and her shell shocked classmates. Fortunately, her training allowed Akane to only get moderately hurt instead of dying an instant death. Staggering upwards, Akane could only watch in horror as Ranma-chan's clothes were ripped to shreds. The red haired girl was still screaming and squirming as if she was struggling to get out of a pin. "Someone call Doctor Tofu!!" Akane shouted. She would be damned if she would just stand here and watch. Doctor Tofu should know what was going on. She hoped he would know what was going on. Akane saw Ms. Hinako rush out of the room to get to the phone. Ms. Hinako had a panic stricken look on her face, probably because this didn't look like one of the daily things that happened in Nerima. Well, the least she could do for Ranma was call the good doctor. Although the students crowded around the naked red head, they were wise enough to stay back from the weird shield that blasted away Akane. It was always best that they stayed away from whatever happened around Ranma. They were murmuring about 'what was happening?'. The male students would have enjoyed the 'show', if only Ranma-chan would stop screaming. The students were suddenly aback from their ramblings when Ranma- chan's screaming stopped. Apparently, Ranma-chan seemed to be yelling at an invisible figure of some sort. The girls seemed to be worried, and the guys were waiting with anticipation. They were too busy gawking at Ranma-chan to even think about what was happening to her. ---------------- Ranma-chan stopped screaming and looked up at her attacker. She shivered nostalgically as she looked into his eyes. She already knew what he was going to do with her, but Ranma-chan refused to believe it. It was only a dream... wasn't it? "What the HELL do you think you're doing!?" yelled Ranma-chan. The man paused, as if in shock, but he quickly reverted back to his smirking face that she so hated. "I think you already know, slave..." said the man, enjoying his words as he saw the panic flood Ranma-chan's eyes. "Fuck you!, you rapist!!!!" Ranma-chan shouted, and drew her right arm back to give him a good whack. She wasn't very surprised when he caught her arm deftly, and held it in a vice-like grip. The man's arm muscles visibly tensed, as he squeezed for all his worth. In his case, it was more than enough to break Ranma-chan's forearm. "AAAAH!!" screamed Ranma-chan, as she felt her arm explode and shatter into two pieces. Looking at her arm, she saw that it now hung limply. It was useless. A strong feeling of Deja vu passed through her, but not as strong as the intense feeling of pain she felt right now. The man was still holding her arm tightly, and his fist was tainted red as Ranma-chan's blood slowly seeped through his calloused fingers. Ranma-chan whimpered softly, unable to fight off the pain that was dulling her awareness of the world around her. She was too distracted to feel her attacker rip off her clothes, leaving her totally naked and leaving nothing to the imagination. Still squirming, Ranma-chan felt a new pain. A pain from her insides, namely her hymen. But unlike the dream that she had experienced last night, Ranma-chan couldn't embrace the blackness of unconsiousness. So instead she screamed a second time. ---------------- Akane looked over the crowd formed by her classmates, trying to see the redhead that was in the middle of the gawking crowd. Ms. Hinako had already called Tofu, so he was on his way. But that didn't mean that Ranma was out of the woods yet. *Whatever Happosai did to him, I hope it's not bad...* Akane hoped. Suddenly, Ranma started yelling, which caught everyone's attention since everyone wanted to know what was going on. Especially Akane. "What the HELL do you think you're going!?" yelled Ranma-chan. A pause. Then... her eyes changed from fury to horror. "Fuck you!, you rapist!!!!" the redhead screamed. There was a collective gasp among the multitude of students around as what the redhead said sparked new mysteries into their minds. This was unexpected. Surely, the students thought... that this was some kind of sick joke. But they couldn't shake off the lurking doubt that this was actually real. Akane just stood there, transfixed at what she had just heard. *Had I imagined it?* she hoped. But the same doubt that the student body had were also lurking within her. Suddenly, all eyes were on Ranma-chan as she punched the thin air, but something seemed to hold her hand in place. Then, everyone watching was stunned as Ranma-chan screamed as her arm was crushed. Now everyone knew this was for real. Akane was nailed to the ground as she helplessly watched the scenes unfold. Ranma-chan's arm was still being crushed, and she almost couldn't bare to hear her barely controlled whimpers of anguish. Suddenly, her clothes were ripped of by the unknown force, leaving her totally naked. The gasps were heard once again, and louder gasps were heard when Ranma-chan's legs were spread wide open. The lips of her sex parted, and something invisible pushed inside hard, leaving blood on the floor as her hymen was broken. The room was silent except for a surprised gasp from Doctor Tofu. However, his gasp was soon muted by Ranma-chan's scream. ---------------- Ranma-chan was in hell. She was lying helplessly as the man impaled his stiff rod into her over and over again. She screamed and screamed again, each piercing shriek in rythm with the thrusts. Hot wet tears flowed down her puffy red cheeks as she shut her eyes tight. It hurt lot, and the fact that she wasn't prepared for the sudden entrance of the man's thing didn't help ease the pain either. "I-it h-hurts--Ah!...Sssstop it...agh!" Ranma-chan pleaded, but it was of no use. Talking to a brick wall wouldn't have been much different. She was then suddenly forced by a hand to look into the rapist's eyes. They were glazed with lust and pleasure. "Ahhh... how does it feel, slave? Doesn't it feel good? Don't you want me to keep sliding _IN_ and _OUT_ of you?" Ranma-kun mocked. Suddenly, the man convulsed a little, shooting his load deep into Ranma-chan. She felt him shake inside her, spurting his life seed. It disgusted her. She wanted to die. Fortunately for her, the kami finally showed at least a little bit of pity on Ranma-chan. When Ranma-chan was about to scream for the umpteenth time, she was overcome by waves of pleasure, making the pain bearable. Ranma-chan shook and convulsed, and then finally, relief was given to her as the darkness took her in. ---------------- Doctor Tofu intantly thought about rushing to Ranma-chan's side, but thought twice about it. It wouldn't do for him to get blasted like Akane. Instead, he went over to Akane to ask her what happened. It was really unnerving. "Akane-chan,"he said calmly. "What happened to Ranma?"he asked. "I--I d-don't know, D-dr. Tofu..." Akane said, still shaking slightly at what she just saw. She looked like she was about to break down. It made Tofu wonder how Akane managed not to go into shock after seeing her fiance get raped. After a few seconds Dr. Tofu decided that Akane was gonna be out of it for a few more minutes. So instead he went over to ask Akane's other stunned classmates. But all the replies he got was the same as Akane's. "I-I can't believe it..." said Hiroshi, wiping away a few tears of pity. "Y-yeah. I know what you mean man. I would have always enjoyed seeing Ranma-chan have sex with a guy, preferably me... but not like this..." said Daisuke, also sniffling back a few tears. *Ugh, I can't talk to anyone!* thought Tofu. Instead, Tofu decided to see if the barrier that blasted Akane was still there. Taking a nearby eraser, he threw it near Ranma-chan, expecting to see it get blasted away. It didn't. Instead, it went past the supposed barrier, and next to Ranma-chan. *So the barrier's gone now, huh?* concluded a relieved Tofu. At least he finally did something that was slightly helpful. He wiped his forehead to relieve himself of the irritating feeling of his sweat rolling down his face. Quickly not wasting anymore time, he rushed to Ranma-chan's side. ---------------- Shortly after Dr. Tofu left with a towel wrapped Ranma-chan in his arms Akane began coming back to her senses. Unconsciously, she walked back and sat on her assigned seat, exhausted, as the injuries she sustained were finally taking a toll on her. Not that she cared about it at all, however. Rather, her thoughts were focused on the various images of Ranma's rape. It made her blanch in disgust, and the fear for her fiance's well being was there. Ms. Hinako came back awhile ago, though she wasn't noticed because the students were watching, which she also did. She was now busy rounding up the dumbfounded teenagers in preparation for the class to continue on. Whatever happened around Ranma was best be left alone. However, no one seemed to pay attention as soon as class started again. The morning went on, but the scenes impressed into their minds kept them far from being attentive. ---------------- Finally, the bell rang and signaled for the students to go outside for lunchbreak. Dragging her nailed down feet, an stone faced Akane joined her friends Yuka and Sayuri to eat lunch. Akane didn't want to go outside to eat lunch, but the school wouldn't allow any student to stay behind. Before she left her desk, however, Akane's arm was jerked back from behind and she was pulled violently into a corner, hidden from any wandering spectator. Akane broke the hold and turned around quickly, getting into a defensive stance in preperation for her attacker. The mornings at Furinkan High had more than prepared her for this kind of attack. However, Akane was surprised to see that her attacker was not some hormone crazed boy, but it was her sister, Nabiki. She wasn't anyone to defend yourself from, except financially. "Akane," whispered Nabiki. She had the look on her eyes that could silence anybody, no matter how scared they were. It was obvious that she didn't want to be heard or noticed, added to the fact that she put her index finger over her mouth. "What?" asked Akane. "My... informants have been telling me that Ranma's been mysteriously raped today. Also, everyone's been buzzing about it," Nabiki hesitated. "Is... is it true?" she finally asked. Akane could see that Nabiki's emotionless mask was starting to break. To someone that hardly knew her, she would only seem like she was slightly worried. But to Akane, it spoke volumes of how Nabiki felt about family. Obviously, she considered Ranma family. "... Yeah." whispered Akane. Then a little louder, "I-it was so h-horrible.." Akane managed to say before she choked back a sob. Nabiki couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat as she imagined the horrible experience that all girls feared. And to think that Ranma was actually a man, it made it even worse. Although Ranma was a person she liked to con and make money out of, she considered him family, and family was very important to her, since it was the only thing that she had. By now Akane was in full blown sobbing, and all Nabiki could do was comfort Akane as she wept on her shoulder by hugging her. "Shh... shh... it'll be all right. I bet Dr. Tofu knows what to do about this. In fact, I'll arrange it so that we can get out of school right now." explained Nabiki, which somewhat calmed Akane, because of the logic of it all and the fact that Nabiki had let herself free of her constraints when she tried to comfort her. ---------------- After finding a note in Doctor Tofu's office that looked somewhat hastily written, the two sisters returned home, just as the note told them to do. Upon their arrival, they noticed that Ranma's unconscious girl form was inside the dojo, currently being tended to by Kasumi. Peering into the house, Akane could see Doctor Tofu on the phone and also Mr. Saotome comforting their father. A few moments later, Tofu hung up the phone and hesitantly approached Akane Nabiki. "I had a feeling that you'd stop by my office early today," calmly said Tofu. "How's Ranma?" asked Akane, trying to get right to the point. Doctor Tofu's face visibly darkened. He didn't want to admit it, but he had to. "He's still unconscious, and he won't change back. I bandaged his wrist, but someone seemed to have reset his wrist and heal his major wounds before I did. Other than that, I have no idea to what's happening with him. I just got off the phone with Cologne, and she's coming over. Also, she's asked for everyone I can get to come over, so K-Ka-Kasumi's ggetting ready to..." the Doctor somehow managed to control himself. Akane nodded and gestured a small thank you, as she and Nabiki proceeded to sit down and take their spots next to Ranma-chan, waiting for everybody else. ---------------- After what seemed like an Eternity, Cologne, Shampoo and Mousse arrived, awaited by the impatient residents of the Tendo Dojo and Ukyo, which also came. "What do you do to Airen, pervert girl?" hotly accused Shampoo. "I didn't do anything, you Chinese bimbo!!!" angrily retorted Akane. She wasn't in any mood to deal with any nonsense, so she got mad easily. Her fists were shaking. "My love! Don't worry Shampoo! When this is over, we can go back to China and start our own family!" declared Mousse, but he was talking to a wall. The only answer he got in return was a punch from Shampoo and a hit in the forehead with Cologne's gnarled staff. "Quiet fool! This is a matter of grave importance! Son-in-law might be in danger!" Cologne yelled, before hopping in front of Ranma-chan's unconscious form. "Well what's wrong with my R-ranchan?" nervously asked Ukyo. She arrived around five minutes ago, and didn't know what was going on. She skipped school to work on her restaurant, when she was suddenly called on by Doctor Tofu. Cologne did not hear or pay any attention to her. Instead, she checked Ranma's current condition, until she found something that thought that she would never see again in her lifetime. *No! This cannot be!* thought a shocked Cologne. Double checking to see if she was wrong, she found out that she wasn't to her dismay, She leaned back on her staff, using it as a support as she wiped her eyes as silent, crystal tears materialized from her eyes and flowed down on her old, crinkled cheeks. *For one so young... the Kami must hate him!* thought a downcast Cologne. In all her years as a Matriarch, this was one of the very few and rare times that she wept. While she wept silently, everyone in the room was disturbed by the sight of Cologne, which was a person of high status, cry. To see such a person as her to cry over this... almost made it seem like Ranma was dying. Almost instantly, a feeling of fear swept everyone in the room, for fear that Ranma was dying. That there was nothing they could do, and it was hopeless. That the one person that brought them all together would disappear, taking along with him all their hopes, dreams, and desires. Before any questions were asked, however, Cologne raised her palm to silence them, signaling for silence. "Son-in-law,,, was given a black potion... correct? That potion is a very dangerous, and it was used in the Jokesokotzu tribe to punish severe crimes that were committed." she then paused, allowing her words to sink in before she continued again. "Son-in-law soul is now... trapped in another dimension where his worst nightmares come to life... literally. Unfortunately, this does not only affect his mentality, but his body as well. It would be affected just as it would be in the real world. As for the barrier, it only appears when he is 'awake' in the other dimension, which is supposed to keep his home world from affecting him when he is... suffering." Again another pause. "This can be used to our advantage if we heal his wounds when he's asleep. However, Son-in-law's crushed forearm seemed to be healed magically, and it was neither Doctor Tofu nor I. We can assume that someone has healed Son-in-law. For now, I will pack my things to leave for China. Good bye." Looking at Ranma once more, Cologne whispered, barely audible, "May the Kami have mercy on your soul," ---------------END OF CHAPTER 2--------------- Ok. I've kinda been bored with writing, so I need some support, comments, or suggestions. I've decided to add a few more chapters, and see what people think. I will try to do more writing now, and remember to always e-mail me for suggestions.