Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ The Ultimate Antidote ❯ Explosion of Anger ( Chapter 7 )

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The Ultimate Antidote
Written by: Matdeception

Ranma 1/2 Notes: Takes place after the Manga, with a few touches of Anime mixed in.

X-Men: Evolution Notes: Takes place before The majority of Season Two.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these series. I write to pay homage to the original creators, and to increase my own sad pathetic writing abilities. I do not seek to use said intellectual property in a vain attempt to acquire monetary consumption.

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Chapter 5B: Explosion of Anger

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"Well, that was a waste of time." Tsunkina, Ybarra sighed.

"Think of it this way." Tamaguchi, her long standing camera man and van driver, "At least no one got hurt."

"Joy." the reporter grumped, "What's next?"

Reaching a clipboard in-between the seats, Tamaguchi "A call came in about three minutes ago. Something's going on at the old Tendo Compound." he blinked. No way.. a sentinel?

"Great." she rolled her eyes, "Another wasted story on those freaks." She was just a tad bit tired of covering stories on that family. It had been great at first, a refreshing change of pace from her normal boring documentary's with city officials concerning crap no one really gave a damn about, but even that had gotten old quickly.

"Tsunkina! The caller described a gigantic robot raiding the place, along with what looked like a small division of Japanese Soldiers! They reported gunfire!"

She blinked, quickly slapping her seat belt in place, "What the hell are you waiting for?! DRIVE!" A chance to get first hand video on top government secrets? Get a hand into whatever those military types were doing? She wouldn't miss this chance!

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"... Target Three, neutralized." Sho snorted, kicking the girl lying at his feet in a puddle of her own blood. She really surprised him for a dormant mutant. To be able to kill six highly trained soldiers under his command with seemingly martial art skills alone was something to be respected in his eyes.

"Yamazaki. Begin passive scans, I want to know the minute our primary target comes within a hundred meters." He knew he had to work fast, and time was against them. He had to dispose of the bodies before the kid arrived, or who knew how things might go. Obviously, at least to him, the kid would go a little nuts. Seeing your fiancée shot full of bullet holes would do that to a man.

"Caster, Inchinada, police the yard, and prepare an ambush for our friend." he barked.

"Primary target one, sighted." Yamazaki's cold voice picked up from his radio.

"Shit." the Major cursed. "How far?"

"Right here."

Sho startled, looking up to see Ranma hunched on top the outer wall surrounding the Tendo Compound. The way he was shaking, fists clenched and eyes alight with hate, he realized something had to be done before the boy went postal. Whipping around, he pressed the barrel of his gun up against Genma's forehead, "Make any sudden moves, Saotome, and you're father gets one between the eyes."

The sight of his family, of Akane, and Kasumi, their bodies lying motionless on the cold earth, blood dripping from their wounds, left him shuddering in rage. Their faces nothing more then a mesh of torn meat, broken bones, and sightless eyes. "Akane?" he whispered, with shuddering breath. An icy numbness spreading through his chest, he could not bar the tears from escaping, could not stop their flow down his cheeks.

"Yes, Tendo Akane." Sho smirked nastily, kicking the unmoving body near his feet, "She was you're fiancée, wasn't she?" he grinned, jauntily, "You should thank me. Now your clan won't be dishonored by her filthy mutant blood." he finished in a light chuckle, truly amused by what he saw as his divine duty for the Diet.

His joviality died a slow, painful death when the kids eyes snapped from the broken bleeding body of his fiancée, to his own. It was as if staring into a burning furnace, fires of hate raging in those depths, promising a slow, painful revenge for that quip.

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The van came to a screeching halt, Tsunkina wasting no time practically lunging out of the van and racing towards the Tendo Compounds entrance, Tamaguchi trying desperately to keep up with her as he lugged the heavy camera.

"Hurry up Guchi! I want that camera running, and I wanted it running five minutes ago!" she shouted back, turning around only to find a military soldier impeding her from entering the Tendo grounds. "Hey! This is the press, let me in!"

The soldier scowled, forcibly pushing the pushy reporter back, "Get the heck out of here, girl! This is a military operation, no press allowed!"

She wouldn't have any of that. Stepping up into the officers face, she shouted, "Look here buddy! Either you get the heck out of our way, or I'll smear your name over the papers so bad you'd need to move to a whole other country to escape persecution! And even then, I'd still follow you to the ends of the earth! What's it going to be, bub?" She smirked inwardly. She's had top officials quivering in fear of such threats, what chance did this little no body have?

Apparently made of sterner stuff, the officer just snorted, "No." he pointed to the roof of an adjacent building, "If you're that hard pressed for a story, climb your ass up there and shoot it. Now get the heck out of here!"

Panting, Tamaguchi set the camera down, trying to catch his breath while offering, "Boss... maybe we should just... quit while we're ahead?"

Scowling at the officer, who had long sense turned his back and entered the compound, Tsunkina whipped around, "Give up? Are you crazy?!?"

"But.. what can we do?" He really didn't like where this was going, but Tsunkina could be so scary at times he didn't know which was worse, getting fired, or getting fired at!

"You heard the bastard!" she grabbed him by the arm, forcing his gaze upward as she pointed to the roof, "Start climbing!"

"Oh christ."

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"Stupid reporters." Mystique grunted, slowly working her way into the main yard. None of the soldiers she passed by gave her any trouble, most just running by carrying weapons, or the wounded and dead. She had to briefly wonder just who had done all that damage to these highly trained professionals, but quickly disregarded it. She didn't have time for idle speculation, she needed to find her son and get the hell out of the Lion's den.

"Don't listen to him, boy! He killed them! Killed them all!" Genma's voice echoed from the yard, tone laced with absolute rage and erupting despair. "AVENGE THEM! AVENGE AKANE!"

Tiptoeing close, she pressed her back against the wall of the house, glancing around the corner quickly before pulling back.

Shit. Ten, twenty soldiers, all armed with automatic machine guns, forming a semi-circle around her son, who was on top of the wall looking down into the yard. The sentinel was between him, and the soldiers, unmoving, but she wasn't stupid enough to think the thing couldn't attack given a moments notice. She had been privy to much information within Nero, and the PAS's were truly deadly, especially if the pilot was top notch, and being this was from Agency Nero Alpha company, if Sho's presence was any indication, she highly doubted the pilot was anything but the best.

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"Would you look at that?" she grinned. The roof idea had been a god send, from up here they could see everything that was going on, and with the sun high and to the west, they had little fear of the sun's glare disrupting the images. Oh! This was her chance! She could feel it in her bones! "Quick, Gucci! Give it a live feed!

"But boss.."

"DO IT!" She screamed, "This is our ticket to the big time! Don't let it pass us by!" Was she forgetting anything? "Oh! And tack on that new microphone! I want to hear everything that's going on!

Tamaguchi sighed pathetically, quickly opening one of the cases he had been forced to drag up, retrieving a rather bulky satellite receiver with wires to run to the camera. "Give me ten seconds, then we'll be live!"

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"Shut up!" Sho slammed the butt of his pistol against Genma's cheek, the sickening sound of bones snapping and painful whimpering echoed to everyone.

"OYAJI!" Ranma moved to attack, only to back down when the bastard aimed his gun at his fathers forehead, "Nah uh, don't test my patience, boy. Now, are you going to surrender and spare your fathers life? Or should I put an end to this little melodrama?"

Sho couldn't help but smirk. He knew the kids profile, knew he was the type to risk his life for others. It was only a matter of time until he surrendered. When his radio crackled to life, he carefully pulled the article from his belt, never letting his gun drop from Genma's head else the boy decided to try and exploit him. "Sho, this better be important!" he barked.

"Sir, mutant scan complete! Target One has an active X-gene!" Yamazaki couldn't believe what his scanners had brought up. They had all been informed by the top brass that the kid wasn't a mutant. Not trusting his initial scan, he had run three more, and all of them turned up the same. Saotome Ranma was a mutant!

"What." Sho deadpanned.

"Sir! I've run the test three times! He's a mutant! We've been lied too!"

"A mutant.." he scowled, dropping his radio. That blasted Musashi assured the kid was clean! Six good men died for this mission, and it turns out to be compromised by faulty information! He shuddered. Musashi would pay for this, that he swore, but for now he had a job to do. "It seems we no longer have need of you, Saotome-san. Good bye."

"NO! WAIT! OYAJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Ranma screamed in horror at what he could not stop.

He pulled the trigger, a loud piercing sound ripped the air as the bullet was discharged. Genma couldn't even scream as the small metal slug tore his face apart. Blood mixed with broken bone, mixed with rended flesh, mixed with stray bits of brain impacted in all directions, splattering his killer and the wall behind Genma a sickly bloody red.

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"Oh.. oh my god." Tsunkina winced, horrified by the cold blooded murder, "They killed him..."

Tamaguchi grunted grimly, "Executed, more like it."

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Sho snorted, holstering his side arm. He gave Ranma a blank gaze, before abruptly turning around and walking away, "Kill him."

As the soldiers raised their machine guns to open fire, they quickly found the will to actually fire taken away by what they witnessed.

Ranma, shaking, quivering as anguish over the execution of his father and loved ones stoked the burning fire of rage and hate in his belly. "Oyaji.. Oyaji" he cried, staring at the remains of his father and sensei, crystalline tears falling with renewed vigor as he realized the totality of this day. They were gone, taken from him by his own people. Soun and Kasumi were gone, Japan had betrayed him. His pop was gone, the military had betrayed him. Akane was gone, humans had betrayed him. He was rent between the desire to laugh bitterly, and the despair that threatened more tears.

He chuckled bitterly.

Yamazaki, protected within the sentinels armored core, raised an eyebrow curiously at that. "Did he snap?"

"Die... die.." Ranma laughed, the tone laced with madness, "You're all going to DIE!" he roared, leaping from the wall down into the yard, before blasting forward towards the slow moving Sentinel.

None could even see him moving, much less track him.

Yamazaki, with the sentinel's top of the line tracking systems, raised his right arm at the charging mutant. A small hole popped open in it's palm, a flash of pink erupting before firing a highly concentrated beam of hot death. The beam tore from the sentinel's hand, the attack screaming across the yard towards it's target.

Ranma leapt at the last possible moment, flying over the beam as it carried on and destroyed the wall directly behind him. Touching down on the sentinel's head, he quickly jumped again, towards the house, where he slammed his feet into the wall, using it like a spring board to shoot off from. Like a living torpedo, he flew towards the sentinel's unprotected back, hands held close to his chest, fingers shape like knives, while shouting "Dokuja tanketsu-shou!"

As if it were made of tinfoil, his fists pierced the thick armor of the Sentinel all the way up to his upper arms. The force of his collision toppling the giant mech like a domino, crashing it to the ground where the pilot's voice was heard over it's intercom, a scream so full of pain, anguish, and death none who heard it could stop from wincing at the soulful cry of torment it's pilot was going through.

Soldiers were quite capable of feeling sympathy for the poor slob, but weren't stupid enough to just stand around gawking like idiots. Their target had finally stopped moving, and was laying prone atop the sentinel as he struggled to rip something out, an opportunity if they ever saw one. Raising their weapons, they prepared to fire.

"LOOK OUT!" a shout drew the Soldiers attentions, and they looked to find man kicking up one of the dropped machine guns. As the gun rose in the air, they realized their terribly mistake. The man's appearance began to fade quickly, like silly putty being washed away to reveal the blue skinned, red head woman beneath the visage. The woman grabbed the gun as it raised from the ground, and pressed the trigger.

Firing a steady stream of hot death, the bullets ripped into the largest cluster of soldiers, rending soft flesh, tearing muscles, ripping through organs to blast out the other side in a spray of blood where the tiny pieces of metal continued it's grisly work on the next soldier. Screams erupted, and then were silenced by the blue woman's steady stream of oncoming fire.

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"..."

"You better be filming this."

".... I am..."

"Good." Tsunkina paled, "I'm going to go vomit now."

"Me too.."

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They had hurt him. They had betrayed him. They had killed people that were as much part of him as his own heart ever could be. There would be no remorse, there would be no mercy. Death was their only absolution!

The pilot's voice had gone silent, he knew he was dead, but there were so many more here he still had to punish, and even though the pilot was dead, he wasn't done with him just yet. Gripping tightly, he yanked upward with all his strength, pulling through the hole a long bloody spinal cord with still attached skull, ripped from the pilots back, while laughing manically, "YOU'RE DEAD! YOU'RE ALL DEAD!"

He was left with little time to enjoy his victory over the machine, as a hail of automatic fire pelted the sentinel's corpse from all side. Rolling to the left, he slid off the beast with the spinal cord still held firmly in hand. Lunging forward, he danced through the automatic fire until he reached his next victim. Raising his impromptu weapon, he slammed down with all his might, the skull literally exploding as it slammed into the head of his enemy, bits and pieces of brain spraying in all directions. Surprised, the soldier was momentarily stunned, hence he was quite unprepared to have the jagged end of a spinal cord shoved through his throat and out the other end.

Watching the man flop around on the floor like a fish out of water for a second, he quickly refocused his attention on the nearest soldier, who took one look at him, the 'dead' sentinel, and his dead buddy, before tossing the gun to the ground and running like hell.

"THERE'S NO ESCAPE!" Ranma scowled, bringing his arms together across his chest, "KIJIN RAISHU DAN!" the air rippled in front of him, a jagged grotesque black plane of force materializing directly in front of him, before screaming away from him. As the blade comprised of a vacuum, of pure nothingness, traveled it's course the boy couldn't help but smile. His pop wanted him to avenge the deaths of the Tendos, he could see no better way then to use the techniques his father created to do just that.

The attack passed right through the soldier, continuing on where it destroyed a large portion of the outer wall. Confused at first, the soldier just kept running, but after only a few steps the top half of his torso began to slide backwards, until it collapsed to the ground, his feet running on a few more steps until it jarringly stopped, then collapsed as well, the man's intestines spilling out over the ground in an unsightly mess.

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She had thrown her weapon to the ground long ago, it's cartridge spent. Not possessing nearly enough dexterity to dodge bullets, she was forced to duck and cover behind dead sentinel. It was how she found herself here, pinned by a barrage of screaming bullets, with no avenues of escape in sight. She was lucky to find that first machine gun, but by the looks of things her luck had run out in that regard.

"Surrender and die mutant scum!"

She rolled her eyes. That had to be the stupidest thing she had ever heard.

"EAT BLAZING DEATH" Mystique startled, ducking low as Ranma suddenly appeared, sailing overhead while shouting, "Kijin Dai Ran Bu!" She watched in fascinated horror as tiny slivers of pure nothingness quickly formed around her son. They were small, roughly the size of a stick of pokey, and as they shot out seemingly in all directions, she witnessed first hand how deadly her son could be when driven to kill. Like a shotgun, the blades spread out like a scatter shot, digging deep pockets into the earth, tearing through metal, wood, and the tiles of the main house and Dojo as if it were nothing, and by far the most satisfying effect, making sushi out of every surviving soldier there. They didn't even realize what was going on before they had been torn to pieces by the deadly little blades. Try as she might, and she really wasn't trying, she couldn't bring herself to feel sorry for them, not one bit.

Her son landed ten feet in front of her, quickly rising to his feet and scanning the area.

Nothing. No one. Not one soldier had survived. Except.. "Where did he go?" the boy asked dumbly to himself. The man he had wanted to kill the most was no where to be seen, and he was certain none of the bodies littering the ground were of him. Shit.

"Ranma!" Mystique struggled to her feet, "We need to get out of here! There's no telling when reinforcements will arrive!"

Ranma scowled, "Let them come." a burning aura of rage snapping into existence all around him, "I'll avenge their deaths, even if it kills me!"

"No!" she wouldn't have any of that. She had just lost her husband who, contrary to what some might believe her capable of, she loved deeply. Not only that, she had also lost two girls she practically thought of as her own daughters, one of which she was looking forward to see marry her son. "They're dead boy! There's nothing you can do to bring them back! We need to run, we need to run now before it's too late! Do you think any of them would want you to die here? Like this?"

Ranma snorted, "I dunno. Let's ask em?" he casually walked over to the rotting corpses that were once his closest friends and loved ones, "Hey Kasumi, Nabs, 'kane, pop, you guys mind if I stick around and kill everyone?" even though she could tell he was being sarcastic, the tears rolling down his cheeks spoke more truly of his inner feelings. "Oh yeah, you guys can't answer.. YOU'RE DEAD!"

"Boy!" Mystique pulled back, before brutally slapping him across the face, "Enough of this! We need to run, and we need to run now! Nabiki can't escape by herself, she needs you to protect her!"

"What?" his voice was quivering, "Nabs.. she's.. alive?"

"Yes! She's waiting at my house!" She confirmed frantically, "Come on, we have to go!"

Standing there, staring at Genma's, Soun's, Kasumi's, and Akane's rotting corpses, he realized that even if he managed to kill off every last one of them, it still didn't change the fact he had failed them. He had failed to protect four people who meant so much, so much he was willing to kill, and keep killing until they were all dead, or he himself had been killed, all just to avenge them. Knowing now that Nabiki still lived... he couldn't die here. Not now. He had to protect the last Tendo, the last part of the family he had grown to love all this time.

"Let's go get Nabiki." Ranma affirmed his resolve, quickly grabbing a surprised Mystique in his arms, before leaping mightily to the roof of the Tendo Dojo, and then running off at high speeds.

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"OUTTA MY WAY!" Ranma scowled, bowling over a pair of roof hangers. What the hell were they doing there anyway?

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"... At least the camera's fine." Tsunkina smiled weakly.

"Joy.." Tamaguchi groaned, "Uh.. medic?"

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The invention of the first working Mechanical Television in 1906 by Lee de Forest sparked a change in the way people of the world received, and reacted to information concerning the world at large. Granted, at first the uses for such an invention were limited, but as time went on and new inventions were made available to the public, the potential for such devices grew astronomically.

In either event, it mattered little. What truly mattered was the mistake an Over inspiring TV Journalist and her cowardly TV camera operator made by attempting to make their broadcast live while in the midst of an exciting, if sickening, development. Instead of just their station receiving the signal from their transmitter, the signal bounced off orbiting satellites until the entire world's broadcasting system had been unintentionally hijacked.

Prissy boys watching the latest golfing session with Tiger Woods soon found their show interrupted, and were now enjoying the finer things in manslaughter.

Little girls dreaming of growing up to be big little girls while watching Cartoons such as Winnie The Pooh, and Bugs Bunny, soon found reason to pray to the All Mighty if only he'd make the bad men stop.

Depressed men drinking away their lives at the local bars while watching the rerun of a game they had bet their life savings on and lost questioned why they never thought of doing this and that to their ex-wives, and the whore women they ran off with.

Nabiki Tendo had been pacing back and forth since her arrival at the Saotome home. Realizing her nervous paranoid attitude was doing her no good, she sat down and turned on the TV, to calm her nerves and let her get her mind off the recent happenings. She soon found herself weeping in abject misery at the sight of Ranma exacting bloody revenge for the murder of her entire family.

There were others watching world wide, many of which would find the happenings of a little bloody district known as Nerima both intriguing, and horrifying, but that hardly matters in the here and now.

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"You sure she's here?" Ranma jumped off the roof, lightly landing on the ground and releasing his mother before running inside.

"Yes." Mystique grumbled. The boy had taken off before even hearing her answer. She was just a tad bit dizzy from the ride here. Flying was one thing, roof hopping was a rush all by itself. Slowly taking control of her churning stomach, she stumbled towards the house. She couldn't rest yet, it would only be a matter of time until they rushed this place. They needed to get out of Japan, and fast!

Passing the living room, she sighed. Nabiki and Ranma were embraced in a tight hug, both clawing at each other as if they were scared the other would just disappear in a puff of smoke.

"Nabiki! Thank god you alive!" the boy cried, holding the girl tight, "I swear! I'll protect you and kill those bastards! I swear it!"

"Ranma.. there dead! Please.. tell me it isn't true!"

Mystique really didn't think they had the time, even for this. "Enough, we need to get too Narita now. Once were in the air, you can cry to your hearts content."

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To be Continued

Authors Notes: Well, here's the conclusion of the fight with Agency Nero (at least this one).

Ranma, Nabiki, and Mystique have pretty much escaped Japan. The next few chapters, barring me changing my mind, will deal with the X-men's, Brotherhood's, and Agency Nero's reactions to just what happened.

This chapter would have been out much sooner, but due to my computer screwing up on me, thereby erasing all my work, I had to start from scratch. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it.