[Ranma][Fanfic] Urban Legends: I Know What You Did Last Semester - 1-2

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Urban Legends:
I Know What You Did Last Semester
A Slasher Fic By Emperor Stephen "The Mega Man" Schlueter

Ranma 1/2 is a trademark of Rumiko Takahashi and all the companys that publish
it.

Warning!: This fic contains several gory death scenes involving key Ranma 1/2
characters along with occasional four letter words and other slasher elements
like shower scenes. There is no connection betwwen this fic and the movies
Urban Legend" or "I Know What You Did Last Summer" though it was inspired by
"Scream" and "Scream 2"

Part One:

Hikaru Gosunkugi was busy cleaning out some of the extra junk from his
closets that night. The light of a single lamp was all there was in the room.
Hikaru had trouble seeing as he randomly tossed things over his shoulder.
Just then he came across something interesting. A ghost mask. At first he
thought it might have been some voodoo trinket he had forgotten all about but
then he remembered the real reason he had the mask. He had it to hide his
identity. To hide it from Ranma Saotome when he and the others had chased him
that night some three months ago. Saotome had disappeared that night. Never
to be heard from again apparently. At times he wondered what had happened to
Saotome, if he was still alive, if he was, where was he? And so on.
*BRIIING!* Hikaru's train of thought was disrupted by the sound of the
ringing phone. *BRIIING!* He picked it up. "Hello?" he answered. "Hello,
Hikaru." came a cold and distorted voice on the other end of the line. "Who
is this?" asked Gosunkugi. "Who do you think it is?" answered the voice.
"What do you want?" "Oh, not much.. Just wanted to know what you thought
about Saotome's disappearence." came the vaguely evil voice in response.
Hikaru stopped dead for a moment. "What do you know about that?" "I know you
were part of a conspiracy to get rid of him." said the distorted voice "I
know that's why you have that mask." Hikaru was starting to panic. "I don't
know what you're talking about. What mask?" "I that so? I can see you
holding it right now." Hikaru stopped dead. "Where are you?" The voice
laughed. "Wouldn't you like to know?" Hikaru looked around expecting to see
whoever he was talking to standing somewhere in the room. Just then he looked
through the window and saw a ghost masked face staring back at him. Hikaru
screamed. The cloaked and gloved hand of the ghost masked figure smashed
through part of the window. The hand was holding a bailing hook which hooked
itself around Hikaru's neck. The ghost masked figure yanked Hikaru's head
forward smashing it through the remaining glass in the window. Hikaru was
pitched forward and fell through the window and landed on the hard ground
about sixteen feet below. The ghost masked figure jumped down after him.
Hikaru stumbled to his feet and tried to run for it. The figure followed him.
He reached out with the hook and managed to get Hikaru's shoulder. The figure
threw Gosunkugi down on the cold hard ground like a sandbag and pinned him
there. It was only then that Hikaru realized that the figure was not only
carrying a hook but a knife too. He realized this a little to late though. No
sooner did he see the gleam of the blade being raised than the knife came
down and stabbed him in the gut. The figure yanked the knife out as quickly
as it had come down sending thin trails of blood through the air. Hikaru
started to scream as the knife stabbed him over and over. His screams
eventually turned to disgusting gurgles. And then there was only silence.

**********

Around 9:00 pm, about twenty minutes after Hikaru was visited by the
ghost-masked figure, Mikado Sanzenin was out wandering through the park. Life
had been good for him and his fellow conspirators after they had gotten rid
of Ranma Saotome. He had humiliated them all but now he was gone. Gone for--
*BRRRRRT!* Sanzenin heard the cellular phone ringing in his jacket.
*BRRRRRT!* He took out the phone and flipped it open. It was probably
another member of his fan club who wanted-- "Hello, Sanzenin." came the cold
distorted voice on the other end. Mikado paused. "Who is this?" "Who do you
think it is?" Sanzenin was starting to lose his patience. "I have no time
for pranks." He hung up. A few second later the phone rang again:
*BRRRRT!* Again he answered it. "Don't you dare hang up on me again, pretty
boy, or I'll rip off your face!" came the evil, distorted and now very angry
voice. Sanzenin was taken aback by the threat. "Who the hell are you?"
"Someone who wants to settle a score, Sanzenin, that's who." While Sanzenin
was listening to the threats coming over the phone he didn't notice the
shadowy figure with the ghost mask who had sneaked up behind him. The figure
slowly raised an ax high over it's head. "And just how do you plan to get
me?" asked Mikado sounding mildly smug sure that the threats were just those
of a prank caller. "Look behind you." said the voice. Sanzenin did. It was
the last thing he'd ever do. The figure swung the ax diagonally chopping
through Sanzenin's wrist and down into the base of his neck. Sanzenin's hand,
still clutching the phone dropped to the ground spattering blood everywhere.
The figure removed the ax from Sanzenin and hacked at him twice more with it.
Once in the gut and the once in a far more sensitive spot a little lower
down. Sanzenin fell to the ground, dead. "Rest in pieces, Sanzenin." came
the voice from the phone still clutched in Sanzenin's disembodied hand.

**********

Azusa Shiratori was just getting undressed and getting into the bath when
Mikado, unbeknownst to her, was out in the park being savagely attacked with
an ax. Not ten minutes after Mikado had met his gruesome end she was lounging
in the warm water eyes closed and thinking about any number of her cute
posessions with french names pausing occasionally to rub warm water over any
part of her body that was not submersed in the bath. Just then she heard a
creaking sound. Azusa stopped like an animal that senses something's up.
Silence. She shrugged it off and returned to her peaceful warm little
thoughts, ocassionally rubbing warm water over her ample chest. She slowly
closed her eyes and let her mind drift. A second later she felt someone's
hands close around her neck and then the rush of warm water over her face as
her head was submerged in the bath. She tried to scream but only got a
mouthful of water. She opened her eyes and saw the ghost-masked face of her
attacker distorted by the water. Then she passed out.

**********

Azusa awoke in her bed about ten minutes later. She was still naked but she
was alive. What had happened? *BRRRRRRT!* The phone was ringing. Funny, it
didn't sound like her phone. *BRRRRRRT!* She reached out blindly in the
darkness and picked up what felt like the phone. It was all slimy for some
reason. "Hello?" "Hello, Azusa." came the evil voice "I'm glad to see you're
all right. I was afraid I'd killed you. Sanzenin, however was not so
fortunate." Azusa's eyes widened with surprise. "What do you mean?" "Well,
for starters, this isn't your phone." It was then that Azusa realized what
was on the phone. Blood. when she saw Mikado's hand lying on the floor she
screamed.

**********

It was 10:30 p.m. when the chimes of the clock in the main foyer of the
Kuno household rang again. Sasuke was making his rounds of security duty.
*DING-DOOONG!* It was the doorbell. "Who could possibly be ringing at our
door at this hour?" Sasuke asked himself. *DING-DOOONG!* Sasuke walked over
to the door and opened it. There was no one there. "Hello?" called Sasuke
into the darkness "Is anybody there?" he turned to close the door. "Lousy
pranksters." he grumbled. A dark shape rushed through the door and right past
him into the darkened corridor. "Hey! Get back here!" shouted Sasuke. He
went after the intruder. He followed the light sounds of footsteps through
the house until he reached the training hall. He burst through the door
and... nothing. There was nobody there. "Sasuke!" Sasuke jumped at his name
being called by Kodachi who was now standing no more than a foot behind him.
"Y-yes, mistress." he replied "I thought you were supposed to be patrolling
the EAST wing." said Kodachi coldly "This is the WEST wing!" "Y-yes,
mistress! Of course." he scurried off back down the hallway. He decided ot
to mention the intruder. Sasuke figured he'd just imagined it.

Kodachi deccided to do a little late night practise. There was a big match
coming up and she needed to get her cheats just right. What had Sasuke been
doing here in the first place? He rarely went off his assigned duties. She
went ovet to one of the closets to retrieve her equipment. She slid the door
open and peered into the darkness. She couldn't see anything in there. After
a minute she managed to pick out what equipment she needed and slid the door
shut again. She decided not to bother with the rest of the equipment in the
second closet. She walked out to the center of the dojo and set the equipment
down and then.. she heard a scratching sound. Like a very large mouse
scratching at the door of the second closet. Mayhap that's all it was. She
felt an urge to call Sasuke to come in and kill it but decided to deal with
the matter herself. She approached the second closet slowly and slid open the
door. It was even darker in there. She didn't see a mouse. She didn't see
anything except the faint shadows of equipment. Just then there was a loud
hacking sound as an ax chopped through the door of the first closet and
smashed into the floorboards. Kodachi jumped back a couple of steps. The
remains of the door crashed onto the floor. The ax just stayed in the
floorboards. Mayhap it had just fallen from some equipment rack and hacked
through the door. But Kodachi didn't remember having an ax in that closet.
Just then a hook reached out from the second closet and grabbed Kodachi by
the throat yanking her off her feet and into the dark closet. She screamed
and struggled. The point of the hook was digging into her neck. Just then
something, a knife or dagger of some kind, stabbed her in the gut. She
managed to get free of the hook and stumble out of the closet. There was
blood running down the side of her neck and down from the deep gash in her
middle. The cut was about five inches long (the one in her leotard was five
and a half). Kodachi was lucky to still be standing. Before she could get
halfway across the floor she was yanked backward bythe dark figure from the
closet. She landed flat on her back and found herself staring up at the ghost
masked face of her attacker. The attacker pinned her down by the neck with
one hand and started hacking at the open wound in her gut using the hook in
the other. Kodachi started to scream.

Sasuke was just entering the front foyer again when he heard Kodachi scream.
Maybe she was being attacked by the intruder he had spotted. 'That bitch has
it coming.' thought Sasuke. But if she wasn't killed by the intruder she
would make sure Sasuke didn't live to regret ignoring her screams. For his
own sake Sasuke ran back down the hall toward the training area. When he got
there the screams had stopped. Kodachi lay sprawled out on the hardwood
floor. Blood (and miscellaneous bits of Kodachi innards) were spattered all
over her body and the floor. Her glazed eyes stared at him. There were faint
gurgles as Kodachi breathed her last breaths and blood oozed from the side of
her jaw. "Mistress!" shouted Sasuke, in case Kodachi could still hear him.
He waspretty sure she wouldn't make it. He needed to find the culprit if he
was still in the house of Kuno would have his head (perhaps literally). He
peered into one of the closets. Strange. Someone had hacked through the
dividing wall between the closets. Sasuke paused and scratched his head. He
was so busy staring into the closet that he didn't see the dark ghost masked
figure behind him as it raised an ax high over it's head and brought it down
sharply on Sasuke's skull.

Upperclassman Tatewaki Kuno was in the east wing at the time, completely
unaware that his sister had just been gutted and his little sidekick had just
had his cranium hacked in two. He was getting ready to turn in for the
night... when the phone rang. *BRIIING!* Who could be calling at this hour?
*BRIIING!* He picked up the phone. "Hello?" "Hello, Kuno." came the
vaguely evil voice which had already been heard by Hikaru Gosunkugi and
Mikado Sanzenin earlier that evening. "Who is this?" asked Kuno. "Who do
you think it is?" "I hath no time for such foolishness." "Quit your
babbling, you idiot, and listen." "How dare you talk in such a manner to the
great Tatewaki Kuno!" "Is that a challenge?" "How can thee fight me when
thou are not even present?" "Actually, I'm right behind you." Kuno made a
sharp about face and saw the cloaked ghost masked killer holding the Saotome
family katana. Kuno raised his own weapon. Of course a wooden sword is much
less effective than a metal one. Before Kuno could realize this the Saotome
katana chopped through his sword, his arm and his head. Before Kuno could hit
the floor the sword skewered him like a piece of shishkabab meat and tossed
him out the nearest window. By the time Kuno hit the ground the intruder was
long gone from the house.

**********

The next morning Akane was getting ready for school. The moring paper had
been plastered with details of the gruesome deaths of Kuno, Gosunkugi and
Sanzenin. Each had been found with a ghost mask covering their faces (or what
was left of them at any rate). Sasuke, Azusa and Kodachi were just
afterthoughts. Of those who had been attacked only Azusa Shiratori was still
alive to talk about it. The papers were already screaming about a serial
killer. Akane was running though all this in her mind when the phone rang.
*BRIIING!* "Akane, could you answer the phone, please?" asked Kasumi.
*BRIIING!* "Yeah, all right, Kasumi." replied Akane. She picked up the
phone. "Hello?" "Hello, Akane." came a somewhat evil sounding voice. "Who
is this?" asked Akane. "Just another ghost from the past." said the voice "A
ghost who's well known by Kuno, Gosunkugi and Sanzenin. Unfortunately, they
have nothing left to say." Akane was speechless for a moment. "A-are you the
killer?" The voice on the other end of the line laughed. "Maybe I am maybe
I'm not. I'm just here to finish some business." Akane paused for a long
moment. "Ranma...?" The line went dead.

**********

Akane was on her was to Furinkan High with Nabiki walking beside her. She
thought about the phone call. "Nabiki..." she said "You don't think Ranma
could have killed those people last night... do you?" "Akane." said Nabiki
in her most condesending tone "Ranma's been gone for months now." "So.. who
did it?" Nabiki smiled. "It's not so hard if you know the rules." "Rules?"
said Akane "What rules?" "The rules of the Slasher Fic." replied Nabiki.
"Fanfiction, Nabiki?" said Akane sounding surprised "You're comparing real
life to the kind of on-line junk writing by losers with too much time on
their hands." Akane paused. "So what are these *rules*?" "Rule #1.." began
Nabiki "Everyone's a suspect no matter how obvious the killer's identity
might be. Rule #2. The only way for you to stop being a suspect is to turn up
dead." "That's pretty obvious, Nabiki." said Akane "If you're dead of course
you're no longer a suspect." Nabiki ignored her. "Rule #3. Never say 'I'll
be right back'. If you do there's no way you'll be coming back. Rule #4.
You'll never see the killer's face until the very end. Rule #5. Never go near
a shower or bath in a Slasher Fic. That's asking for it." Akane seemed a
little revolted. She didn't like the idea of nobody bathing for several days
while the killer was tracked down. The living would start to smell worse than
the dead. "Rule #6. No guns. Anyone who dies will be killed by a sharp
object. Knives, axes, hooks, machete, sword. Stuff like that. The only
exceptionis being burned alive. Rule #7. The killer is *never* gone. Even at
the end of the fic there's still a chance that he's alive. This is just so
the writer can make a sequel." "I think we can forget that rule here." said
Akane. "Rule #8. Don't pretend you're smarter that the killer. That's like
having a death wish. Rule #9. Never go into an empty room when you hear a
strange noise or ask who's there. That's another death wish. Rule #10. All
death scenes take place in the dark or at night. And rule #11. Never assume
the killing is over. Remember, there's always the sequel." "Where did you
learn this stuff?" asked Akane. Nabiki just smiled.

**********

It was dark and overcast that afternoon at Furinkan High. The sky was almost
pitch black. The Principal sat in his office seeming calm and working
dutifully even though his children had been savagely sliced and diced not
twenty-four hours earlier. *BRIING!* The phone rang. *BRIING!* The
principal answered it. "Aloha!" he said sounding as cheerful as ever.
"Hello, Principal." came the evil voice "Remember me? I don't think you do."
"I don't recognize your voice." said Principal Kuno. "No. But maybe your son
would." Principal Kuno stopped dead for a second. "Who is this?" "Your
worst nightmare, pineapple head." "Who you callin' pineapple head?!"
Suddenly he heard a low hissing sound. "Incidentally, I found an even more
efficient way of giving haircuts." said the voice. There was another sound.
The sound of gas igniting. Someone had a blowtorch. "Allow me to
demonstrate." Before Principal Kuno could jump up from his seat a hook
grabbed him by the neck and pinned him to his chair. The ghost-masked figure
who held him there used the blowtorch to set fire to the principal's head.
The figure immediately pulled a ghost mask over the principal's face. The
principal screamed and wailed for almost a minute before he was yanked out of
his chair by the hook and thrown out his office window. He fell four stories
to the pool. The ghost-masked figure looked out the window. The principal
floated face down on the surface of the water.

**********

It was almost half an hour after the end of the last class. But no one had
been dismissed. For some reason no one could leave. A couple of students
tried to get out anyway but the doors were locked. Miss Hinako Ninomiya was
starting to wonder if this might be another of the principal's idiot schemes.
She decided to buzz the office. The voice that answered her wasn't the
principal's. It was an evil distorted voice that Akane recognized
immediately. "Yes? What is it?" said the voice. Miss Hinako paused. "Is the
principal there?" "He was feeling a little warm so he stepped out for
awhile." Hinako paused again. "How come the classes haven't been dismissed
yet?" "The principal was about to order all classes to report to the gym
for a special announcement." Hinako shrugged and gathered the class together
for whatever it was the principal thought was *so* important.

**********

The gymnasium was dark. Akane couldn't see anyone she really knew. Not
Nabiki, not Ukyo. She spotted Ryoga wandering through. Lost again. Mousse and
Shampoo had come by. Shampoo to grill Akane on where Ranma might be (again)
and Mousse to try and talk her out of it. Akane didn't see them right now
either. Kasumi had come in to see why no one had come home yet. Now they
were all trapped. The doors were open from the outside but locked on the
inside. 'Why has the principal locked us in?' thought Akane. On all walls
of the gym were large projector screens. In front of each was a slide
projector which projected an image of someone on each screen. The images were
of Akane, Nabiki, Kasumi, Ukyo, Shampoo, Mousse, Ryoga, Principal Kuno,
Mikado Sanzenin, Hikaru Gosunkugi and Kuno. The evil voice came over the
address system. "Hello, everybody. I'm sure most of you don't recognize my
voice. Though some people would. Gosunkugi would.." The Gosunkugi projector
suddenly exploded and the screen burst into flames. Everyone jumped.
"Sanzenin would." Like clockwork the Sanzenin projector and screen self
destructed. "So would Kuno.." Another projector and screen bite the dust.
"And your principal." finished the voice. The fourth projector detonated
like a bomb and the screen went up like paper. "Some of you here have
unfinished business that I'm here to resolve. And no one leaves until I'm
done." Everyone was pretty sure who had commandeered the school's public
address system.

**********

Mousse (who was not wearing his glasses) wandered aimlessly through the
hallways. "Shampoo!" he called "Shampoo!" There wasn't any answer to his
calls. A shadowy figure with a sledge hammer snuck up behind him with a
sledge hammer and whacked him over the head with it. The figure dragged
Mousse off in the direction of the cafeteria. Had Mousse been wearing his
glasses he might have seen the figure's ghost mask.

**********

Akane was sneaking up to the principal's office hoping she wouldn't wind up
gutted or decapitated before she got there. 'It's Ranma.' she thought 'It
has to be him... Doesn't it?' She felt a hand on her shoulder. Akane turned
and was about to scream when she heard the familiar voice of Ukyo. "Hey!
Relax, Akane! It's just me!" said Ukyo. "Don't you think you should avoid
sneaking up on people at a time like this?" "Hey! I was just thinking what
you were thinking." said Ukyo. "The principal's office?" Ukyo nodded. Akane
and Ukyo went up the stairs to the fourth floor together.

**********

"Akane!" shouted Ryoga as he wandered about the fourth floor. "Akane, where
are you?" "I'm right here." came an irritated voice from right behind him.
Ryoga jumped. he turned to see Akane and Ukyo standing not two feet away.
"What are you all doing up here?" came the voice of Nabiki form the other end
of the hall. She came towards them, her footfalls echoing through the empty
hallway. "We were gonna check out the principal's office." said Akane.
"What?!" said Ryoga "I can't let you go in there! It's too dangerous. I want
to check it out for myself first." He opened the door to the office. "Are
you sure, Ryoga?" said Ukyo. "Of course." said Ryoga "I'll be right back."
He disappeared into the darkness of the office. The door closed behind him.
"He may as well kiss his ass good-bye." said Nabiki "He definitely won't be
coming back." Akane glowered at Nabiki but wondered if she might be right.

**********

As far as Ryoga could tell the office was completely empty. No killer. No
evil voiced guy. No one. Ryoga shrugged. "Guess there's no one here."
"Think again, P-Chan." came the evil voice. Ryoga stopped dead in his
tracks. Before he could react a bucket of cold water was splashed over him.
The ghost-masked figure pinned the squealing litte pig to the floor with one
hand and brought a meat cleaver down on his neck with the other.

**********

After ten minutes Akane couldn't stand it anymore and burst into the
office. There was no one there. But Ryoga's umbrella and a large pool of
blood were on the carpet. Nabiki had been right. Ryoga didn't come back. He
had broken the rules.

**********

A grim thought came to Akane as she, Ukyo and Nabiki searched the fourth
floor for the killer. Where was Ryoga's body? Could he still be alive? Not
very likely. The killer would probably use it as a grim prop in some sick
joke in order to freak them out. And it would probably work too.

**********

Miss Hinako tried to calm the masses in the gym all of whom were afraid
that they would be next. The Ryoga and Mousse projectors had gone up not five
minutes ago. She started to lead them out of the gym to the first floor.
They had to find a way out of there.

**********

Nabiki, Akane and Ukyo were randomly checking classrooms for clues or leads
or (if necessary) the killer. Ukyo was checking out the far corner of the
classroom and Akane was checking out the desk. Ukyo turned around and looked
at Akane. "Nothing here." she said. Just then Akane saw the ghost masked
figure slowly emerge from the shadows behind Ukyo with a knife raised high.
"Ukyo! Look Out!" screamed Akane. Ukyo turned around. Before she could
scream the figure grabbed her by the shirt and plunged the knife into her
chest. Blood gushed from Ukyo's breast and splattered on the floor. The
killer let go of her and the limp body collapsed on it's back. Ukyo lay on
the floor. Her eyes wide and staring. Her shirt torn open and blood spattered
across her bare chest. Akane screamed and ran for it. She ran out the door
and slammed it behind her. She'd found the killer and she really didn't want
to find him again.

**********

To Be Continued....

Urban Legends:
I Know What You Did Last Semester
A Slasher Fic By Emperor Stephen "The Mega Man" Schlueter

Ranma 1/2 is a trademark of Rumiko Takahashi and all the companies that
publish it.

Warning!: This fic contains several gory death scenes involving key Ranma 1/2
characters along with occasional four letter words and other slasher elements
like shower scenes. There is no connection between this fic and the movies
Urban Legend" or "I Know What You Did Last Summer" though it was inspired by
"Scream" and "Scream 2"

Part Two:

Akane had no idea of what she was going to do next. She ran screaming down
the hall. She ducked into the nearest classroom and slammed the door shut.A
few minutes later Nabiki came in and found Akane huddled in a corner.
"Akane, what are you doing?" "Ukyo---" began Akane "Ukyo's d-- dead!" Just
then the voice broke out over the public address. "Hello, Akane. I was going
to talk to you about something but you ran away." Akane felt a sudden rage
break through her terror. "What's the matter, Akane? Scared?" "You bastard!
You miserable son of a bitch! You killed Ukyo!" "In case you've forgotten
Ukyo isn't my only victim." said the voice. "Are you trying to make me hate
you?!" shouted Akane. "It doesn't matter if you hate me or not." said the
voice "Incidentally, I spotted Mousse in the cafeteria. Maybe you should try
and find him before I do." The voice cut off. "Just watch me." said Akane
coldly as she headed for the cafeteria with Nabiki in close persuit.

**********

Akane never figured she could have gotten so enraged about someone killing
Ukyo. She hadn't really reacted when she found out Ryoga was dead. 'But you
don't *know* Ryoga's dead.' thought Akane 'There's no body. And you didn't
*see* him get hacked up either.' When Akane and Nabiki reached the cafeteria
there was the vague smell of something.... cooking? Akane followed her nose
to one of the ovens in the kitchen. When she opened it she found Mousse in
duck form. He'd been roasting in the oven for over an hour. "Mousse was
already dead when we got here." said Akane "He wanted us to find him like
this." There was no response from Nabiki. "Nabiki?" Nabiki was busy hauling
another tray out of another oven. Akane recognized the smell of ham. Nabiki
grabbed a butcher knife and a fork from the counter and cut off a piece of
the ham. Akane seemed amazed that Nabiki could eat at a time like this.
"Mmmm." mumbled Nabiki "Not bad. For a serial killer he's a pretty good
cook." "How can you eat at a time like this? Besides, that could be
poisoned." "No, it's not." said Nabiki "That's against the rules." "You're
not still going on about the rules of the Slasher Fic, are you?" "Of course
I am. That's how come I'm still alive." Akane couldn't believe how trivial
Nabiki had made this whole situation. Just then, she couldn't help but notice
the slightly singed orange and black bandana hung over the side of the tray.
"Uh.. Nabiki.. Are you sure that's *ham*?" asked Akane. "Why do you ask?"
"'Cause I think that's Ryoga's bandana hanging over the side of that tray."
Nabiki looked at the bandana. "Oh, please. Doesn't P-Chan have a bandana like
that?" At that moment Akane realized two things: Ryoga was P-Chan and they
were both dead (and possibly passing through Nabiki's digestive track.)

**********

Hinako was becoming frustrated as she and several dozen students bashed
away at the front doors in a desperate attempt to get them open. One student
was busily yanking the pins from the doors hinges. When he finally got all
three pins out the door collapsed forward like so much dead weight. The
students started filing out as fast as they could. "Hey! Wait!" said one of
Akane's friends "Not everybody's here!" "If they're not here we can't go
after them." said Hinako "The police will be able to find them when they get
here." If they were still around to save, that is.

**********

When Kasumi and Shampoo came through the kitchen door they knocked over the
tray containing the pork dish that was once Ryoga. The grease and fat at the
bottom of the pan splashed all over Nabiki. "Oops!" said Kasumi "I'm sorry."
"It's all right, Kasumi." said Nabiki. "Who been cooking in he--EEEEEEE!"
Shampoo screamed when she saw Mousse in the roasting pan. "Aw, dammit,
Shampoo. Your killin' my ears!" said Nabiki. "Where's everyone else?" asked
Kasumi. "Dead, possibly." said Akane "Ranma. It's got to be him." "Of
course Akane blame Ranma. Akane always petty." said Shampoo. "This is no
time to discuss this, Shampoo." replied Akane. "I'm goin' to the locker
room." said Nabiki "I am not walking around with this shit all over me. I'm
gonna change and take a shower." "Wait! Nabiki, don't!" shouted Akane
"That'll get you killed! Remember the *rules*!!" "Fuck the rules, Akane! I'm
not walking around with liquid Ryoga guts all over me!" said Nabiki "Besides,
you were right. This *is* real life,not fanfiction." She started off in the
direction of the locker room. Akane followed. Kasumi and Shampoo stayed
behind.

**********

At first Akane didn't notice Happosai dangling just outside the locker room
but as they got closer they noticed the old man hanging from the ceiling with
his head through the strap of a bra and one of the leg holes in a pair of
panties. He's been hung with a gruesome (but somewhat appropriate) noose made
of the silky lingerie the old man loved so much. There was dried blood on the
top of his head from a couple of gashes. There was no way of knowing how long
he'd been there. Akane realized it was no great loss to the world but she
seemed even more reluctant to go into the locker room. There was no chance of
her getting peeped at but there was a chance she might wind up with her
insides on the outside. Nabiki snorted a flint remark about how she wished
she'd strung up Happosai. "Lousy pervert." she grumbled "Always trying to
look in on naked girls. The only way I'd have let that old freak see my pussy
is if I got to piss on his face." Nabiki's remarks were the kind of thing you
expected from a guy (or possibly a Stephen King character). It sounded like
something Ranma might say. How a girl might carry out a threat like that was
beyond her. Akane still firmly believed that Ranma was the man behind the
mask. The rumors had been that the conspirators who had chased him wearing
the ghost masks had driven him over the edge of a cliff. So Ranma was
probably dead, right? So how come no one had found a body yet? Maybe he was
too injured to come back. Maybe he sent someone to do the killing for him.
She was sure he was connected to this whole thing somehow. Nabiki disrobed
and tossed the grease soaked clothes into a pile on the corner of the room.
When she headed to the shower Akane followed "Do you mind?" said Nabiki "I
really don't want my sister standing around watching me in the shower. It's
really sick." Akane shrugged and reluctantly left to the main locker area.
She returned to her thoughts about the killer. As she left she heard the
sound of the shower turning on. 'We need to get out of here.' she thought
'He's got us all trapped here.' Just then she heard a scream. When she got
to the showers she saw Nabiki's naked body slumped against the tiled wall
splattered with blood. Nabiki knew the rules. Nabiki broke the rules. Nabiki
was history.

**********

Akane ran out of the locker room and down the hall glancing occassionally
over her shoulder in case she was being followed. As far as she could tell
she wasn't. She felt awful leaving Nabiki's body like that. 'You can concern
yourself with your sister's corpse later' thought Akane 'Right now let's be
worried about not becoming a corpse ourselves, okay?' Where the hell was
everybody else? Had they gotten away? Or was the body count a lot higher.
Before Akane reached the cafeteria she came across Kasumi running the other
way sobbing. "Oh, Akane! It's awful! Someone killed poor Shampoo!" "How the
hell does he get around so fast?!" said Akane. The ghost-masked figure burst
through the cafeteria doors carrying a blood stained bailing hook. Kasumi and
Akane ran for it. The figure chased after them. As they turned the corner on
the way to the gym Kasumi was yanked back by the hook and disappeared back
around the corner. Akane heard a horrible ear piercing scream but couldn't
bring herself to turn back. She ran into the gym sobbing. "Forgive me,
Kasumi." she sobbed Akane slammed the gym door behind her and ran towards
the exit. As she approached the door, however, a ghost masked figure stepped
through it. 'Impossible!' thought Akane. She turned and ran for another door
on the far side of the gym. Another ghost-masked figure beat her to it. Soon
there were six or seven cloaked figures wearing ghost masks closing in on
her. She stumbled slightly over a piece of charred and broken projector
equipment. Hers was the only picture left. One of the figures approached her
and took off it's mask. It really *was* Ranma. He held a small box up to his
mouth. "What's the matter, Akane?" came the distorted voice Akane knew and
loathed "You look like you've seen a ghost." "Yes, Akane." came another
distorted voice. Akane turned and saw Ukyo standing behind her with another
little voice changing box. "What's wrong?" "You don't really think the dead
can get up and walk around, do you?" came the distorted voice of another
unmasked figure. It was Nabiki. "Oh, dear." came the distorted version of
Kasumi's voice "I don't think she gets it yet." "Akane, never get anything."
came the familiar (but distorted) dialect that could only belong to Shampoo.
The last figure was less familiar. It was Ranma's mother Nadoka Saotome who
didn't bother with any taunts. "Y-you were all in it t-together?" blubbered
Akane who was barely coherant. "That's right, Akane." said Ranma through the
voice changer "A conpiracy. Sound familiar, Akane?" "B-but, h-how?" "Don't
be naive, Akane. Faking Ukyo's and Nabiki's deaths were all too easy. And
tomorrow the police will find all the murder weapons in the Principal's desk.
And we can go around working out our own little sequel involving you."
"That's right, Akane." said Nabiki "'Cause these days you've gotta have a
sequel." "We moved the Principal's body, so no one will know he's dead. In
the meantime we're going to decide what to do with you." said Ranma "Until
then.." Shampoo snuck up behind Akane and in a few seconds the girl dropped
to the floor. Shampoo smiled, shampoo suds clinging to her hands. "Now Akane
no remember us." she said cheerfully. Ranma smiled. "All right. Let's get
out of here before the cops show up." They all went their seperate ways.

**********

It had been over two weeks and Akane still couldn't remember what had
happened that night. The news said that the Principal had disappeared. On the
bright side Ranma was back.
As the family sat around the table eating breakfast the phone rang.
*BRIIING!*
"Akane, could you get that?" asked Kasumi.
*BRIIING!*
"Sure thing, Kasumi." Akane got up and answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Hello, Akane." came the distorted voice on the other end. "Remember
me?"

The End...? (Take A Guess.)

"That's right. 'Cause these days you've gotta have a sequel." -Scream Wes
Craven/Kevin Williamson

Emperor Stephen "The Mega Man" Schlueter
October 28, 1998 (Happy Halloween!)

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