"Speaking"
'Thinking'
Action/Sound
~Time Elapse~
Prologue
Excitement
'Papa said that I'd be learning a new technique soon! He says that after I learn this technique no one will be able to beat me. I can't wait! Only 5 more days and he will be ready. I love doing martial arts. I want to be the best for my mommy and daddy. Mommy said I had to be the best for her, so no matter what I will be!!'
Eagerness
'Papa has been getting a lot of kitties today. I tried to play with one but papa got mad and took it away. I hear a lot of kitties in the hole papa dug yesterday. I wonder why he's got so many. Maybe papa will let me keep a kitty later. I saw a pretty black and white one he put in there. Maybe I can have a pet!!'
Nervousness
'Today is the day papa said I would start training! I got butterflies in my stomach!'
We see chiba-Ranma standing by his father Genma. Genma is reading over a small booklet one last time while opening up a crate of fish sausage he took from an unknowing vendor this morning. Ranma watches a few feet away with big innocent eyes.
Genma suddenly nods to himself and turns to Ranma. "Well Ranma today is the day you learn the dreaded Cat-fist."
Ranma tilts his head to one side and regards his father. "The Cat-fist papa? Is the kitties gonna teach me something?"
"That's right m'boy. Your gonna get to learn from all the cats down there." Genma points down into the dark pit where a Ranma can hear a few weak 'meows' from.
Ranma peers down into the darkness and can hardly see a thing except for the occasional white blur. "But papa, wouldn't it be better to train outside where we can see? I don't want to step on the kitties."
"Nonsense boy, this is the only way to train in the technique. Now get over here so I can get you ready." Genma picks up a rope of fish sausage and unrolls it.
"Okay papa." Ranma hops the few feet over to his father and waits for his father to tell him what comes next.
"Alright Ranma hold out your arms like so." Genma spreads his arms out perpendicular to the ground, still holding the rope of sausage.
Ranma does as he is told and copies his father's actions. Genma the proceeds to wrap his son from head to toe with the sausage. Then he pulls out a large jar of fish paste and begins applying it to the places that the rope didn't occupy.
Little Ranma wrinkles his nose as he looks down at himself. "That's stinky papa."
"It's all part of the training boy so deal with it," Genma says as he finishes up with the paste. "There, now comes the next step."
Ranma peers at his father. "What's that papa?"
"Now son, you're going into that pit and your gonna learn the Cat-fist" Genma says as he pushes his son towards the pit.
Ranma is getting a little nervous as the number of butterflies in his stomach increase. "But papa, I can't move very well. How am I supposed to do anything?" Ranma is now leaning in the opposite direction of the pit as his nervousness continues to increase.
"Foolish boy, be a man and figure it out. Do you want your mother to be ashamed of you when you see her again?" Genma is now pushing harder against is son's resistance.
Ranma's eyes widen as he hears this and then they show fierce determination as he remembers his mother. He stops resisting after that. "Okay papa. I'll do it!" he says showing all the courage his little 6 year old heart can muster.
They are now standing on the edge of the pit looking down into the dark depths. "That's m'boy, now get to it." Genma slams his hand into his son's back throwing him into the pit.
"GuuuahHHH"thump "ouch," Ranma says after hitting the bottom of the pit. He rubs his bottom as he peers up to the opening where his father is looking down at him.
"Good luck son" Genma says as he reaches for the makeshift door he made along with the pit.
Fear
"Wa…wa...wait papa, I can't see!!" Ranma peers around the pit as he hears sounds of feet scurrying about. He can't make out much since now the only light is the thin slivers of sunlight peeking around the edges of the door. His courage slowly fades and his nervousness returns.
Little Ranma's eyes widen as he hears hissing and yowling coming from all around. "Ni..nice kitties. C...can you h...help me train for my p...papa?" Ranma stutters as his fear starts to take over. And then…they came…
Pain
They came all at once, pouncing and leaping from the shadows. Claws and teeth met flesh. "AHHHHHHH PAPA HELP!" Ranma screamed as tried in vain to knock the cats away." GET OFF ME, GET OFF ME. PAPA PLEASE GET ME OUT!" Tears mixed with blood as Ranma falls to the ground and pulls himself into a fetal position, covering his face and neck. " P...PAPA H...HELP P...please…" His voice begins to trail off as he realizes no one is going to help him.
Hurt
10 minutes has passed as the cats continue to knaw away and fight over the food to ease their hunger. "ma..ma..momma…please…h...help" his voice is barely above a whisper as the tears continue to fall. 'Papa…why...why?' he asks himself. Why would his papa do this to him? He thought he was being a good boy. He always did what he was told. So why?
Betrayal
20 minutes have passed since he had thrown his son into the pit. The yowling begins to die down, so Genma puts down the instant ramen he had been eating and goes over the check on his son. "Well boy have you learned the Cat-fist yet?" he asks as he opens the door and throws down the rope latter. No answer.
Genma descends the latter and wades through the two dozen cats to where his son is huddled on the ground shivering. "Ranma?" he reaches down and picks up the bloodied body. "Well boy did you learn it or not?"
Ranma weakly looks up into his father's eyes with hurt and betrayal showing in the endless depths of blue-grey. He weakly shakes his head no.
"WHAT! Then we'll just have to try again tomorrow. You will learn this technique boy" Genma says as he throws his son over his shoulder and starts ascending the latter.
"P...please papa sniff n...not again. The k...kitties sniff hurt me." Ranma weakly says to his father.
"Be a man boy. A martial artist isn't afraid of a little cat" Genma scolds his son as they reach the top and walk over to their camp.
"P...please papa sniff" Ranma tries again.
"Oh who cursed me with such a weak boy for a son, crying over a few cats? What would your mother say?" Genma says as he sits Ranma down roughly in the dirt.
"B…but "
"BOY, NO SON OF MINE IS GOING TO BE AFRAID A FEW LITTLE CATS." Genma yells as he raises his hand. Ranma sees none of this since he is looking down into the dirt.
"B…but papa" SMACK Ranma goes flying across the ground towards a tree from his father's backhand. THUMP and then…all went dark…
Ranma jerks awake with a gasp. He quickly looks around as his dream begins to fade from his consciousness. He lowers his head down into his hands and runs them through his dark hair, all the while wiping the sheen of sweat from his brow. He waits for himself to catch his breath. 'Same Dream…' he thinks to himself as he gets up off his bed roll. He can hear his father snoring away on the opposite side of the fire. 'Stupid pop' he thinks as he walks away from the camp towards the cliff overlooking the forest they will be crossing tomorrow.
'Home' he thinks to himself as he sits on a rock and looks at the full moon hanging in the sky. That and the stars are the only company he has had throughout the 10 year long training trip he's been on. 'Well…wanted company' he says to himself as he looks back towards the man he left at the camp. He begins to think about tomorrow when they will arrive in Tokyo.
'Mother.' He looks down to his hands and turns them over a few times as if studying them. 'What will she think of me?' That had always been one of his greatest fears throughout his life, rejection. He looks back across the canvas of trees lain out before him. 'Will she remember me? Will I remember her? Will she think me…worthy?' Hundreds of questions run through his mind as he gazes out into the darkness. 'Guess I won't know till we come to that path…' he gets up and walks back to camp. He needs his sleep if he is to be fresh enough for the long hike tomorrow.
He lies down on his bed roll once again and gazes up at the stars. Five minutes later sleep finds him once again.
Eternal Flame
Is Proud to Present:
"The Silent Warrior"
'Thinking'
Action/Sound
~Time Elapse~
Prologue
Excitement
'Papa said that I'd be learning a new technique soon! He says that after I learn this technique no one will be able to beat me. I can't wait! Only 5 more days and he will be ready. I love doing martial arts. I want to be the best for my mommy and daddy. Mommy said I had to be the best for her, so no matter what I will be!!'
Eagerness
'Papa has been getting a lot of kitties today. I tried to play with one but papa got mad and took it away. I hear a lot of kitties in the hole papa dug yesterday. I wonder why he's got so many. Maybe papa will let me keep a kitty later. I saw a pretty black and white one he put in there. Maybe I can have a pet!!'
Nervousness
'Today is the day papa said I would start training! I got butterflies in my stomach!'
We see chiba-Ranma standing by his father Genma. Genma is reading over a small booklet one last time while opening up a crate of fish sausage he took from an unknowing vendor this morning. Ranma watches a few feet away with big innocent eyes.
Genma suddenly nods to himself and turns to Ranma. "Well Ranma today is the day you learn the dreaded Cat-fist."
Ranma tilts his head to one side and regards his father. "The Cat-fist papa? Is the kitties gonna teach me something?"
"That's right m'boy. Your gonna get to learn from all the cats down there." Genma points down into the dark pit where a Ranma can hear a few weak 'meows' from.
Ranma peers down into the darkness and can hardly see a thing except for the occasional white blur. "But papa, wouldn't it be better to train outside where we can see? I don't want to step on the kitties."
"Nonsense boy, this is the only way to train in the technique. Now get over here so I can get you ready." Genma picks up a rope of fish sausage and unrolls it.
"Okay papa." Ranma hops the few feet over to his father and waits for his father to tell him what comes next.
"Alright Ranma hold out your arms like so." Genma spreads his arms out perpendicular to the ground, still holding the rope of sausage.
Ranma does as he is told and copies his father's actions. Genma the proceeds to wrap his son from head to toe with the sausage. Then he pulls out a large jar of fish paste and begins applying it to the places that the rope didn't occupy.
Little Ranma wrinkles his nose as he looks down at himself. "That's stinky papa."
"It's all part of the training boy so deal with it," Genma says as he finishes up with the paste. "There, now comes the next step."
Ranma peers at his father. "What's that papa?"
"Now son, you're going into that pit and your gonna learn the Cat-fist" Genma says as he pushes his son towards the pit.
Ranma is getting a little nervous as the number of butterflies in his stomach increase. "But papa, I can't move very well. How am I supposed to do anything?" Ranma is now leaning in the opposite direction of the pit as his nervousness continues to increase.
"Foolish boy, be a man and figure it out. Do you want your mother to be ashamed of you when you see her again?" Genma is now pushing harder against is son's resistance.
Ranma's eyes widen as he hears this and then they show fierce determination as he remembers his mother. He stops resisting after that. "Okay papa. I'll do it!" he says showing all the courage his little 6 year old heart can muster.
They are now standing on the edge of the pit looking down into the dark depths. "That's m'boy, now get to it." Genma slams his hand into his son's back throwing him into the pit.
"GuuuahHHH"thump "ouch," Ranma says after hitting the bottom of the pit. He rubs his bottom as he peers up to the opening where his father is looking down at him.
"Good luck son" Genma says as he reaches for the makeshift door he made along with the pit.
Fear
"Wa…wa...wait papa, I can't see!!" Ranma peers around the pit as he hears sounds of feet scurrying about. He can't make out much since now the only light is the thin slivers of sunlight peeking around the edges of the door. His courage slowly fades and his nervousness returns.
Little Ranma's eyes widen as he hears hissing and yowling coming from all around. "Ni..nice kitties. C...can you h...help me train for my p...papa?" Ranma stutters as his fear starts to take over. And then…they came…
Pain
They came all at once, pouncing and leaping from the shadows. Claws and teeth met flesh. "AHHHHHHH PAPA HELP!" Ranma screamed as tried in vain to knock the cats away." GET OFF ME, GET OFF ME. PAPA PLEASE GET ME OUT!" Tears mixed with blood as Ranma falls to the ground and pulls himself into a fetal position, covering his face and neck. " P...PAPA H...HELP P...please…" His voice begins to trail off as he realizes no one is going to help him.
Hurt
10 minutes has passed as the cats continue to knaw away and fight over the food to ease their hunger. "ma..ma..momma…please…h...help" his voice is barely above a whisper as the tears continue to fall. 'Papa…why...why?' he asks himself. Why would his papa do this to him? He thought he was being a good boy. He always did what he was told. So why?
Betrayal
20 minutes have passed since he had thrown his son into the pit. The yowling begins to die down, so Genma puts down the instant ramen he had been eating and goes over the check on his son. "Well boy have you learned the Cat-fist yet?" he asks as he opens the door and throws down the rope latter. No answer.
Genma descends the latter and wades through the two dozen cats to where his son is huddled on the ground shivering. "Ranma?" he reaches down and picks up the bloodied body. "Well boy did you learn it or not?"
Ranma weakly looks up into his father's eyes with hurt and betrayal showing in the endless depths of blue-grey. He weakly shakes his head no.
"WHAT! Then we'll just have to try again tomorrow. You will learn this technique boy" Genma says as he throws his son over his shoulder and starts ascending the latter.
"P...please papa sniff n...not again. The k...kitties sniff hurt me." Ranma weakly says to his father.
"Be a man boy. A martial artist isn't afraid of a little cat" Genma scolds his son as they reach the top and walk over to their camp.
"P...please papa sniff" Ranma tries again.
"Oh who cursed me with such a weak boy for a son, crying over a few cats? What would your mother say?" Genma says as he sits Ranma down roughly in the dirt.
"B…but "
"BOY, NO SON OF MINE IS GOING TO BE AFRAID A FEW LITTLE CATS." Genma yells as he raises his hand. Ranma sees none of this since he is looking down into the dirt.
"B…but papa" SMACK Ranma goes flying across the ground towards a tree from his father's backhand. THUMP and then…all went dark…
Ranma jerks awake with a gasp. He quickly looks around as his dream begins to fade from his consciousness. He lowers his head down into his hands and runs them through his dark hair, all the while wiping the sheen of sweat from his brow. He waits for himself to catch his breath. 'Same Dream…' he thinks to himself as he gets up off his bed roll. He can hear his father snoring away on the opposite side of the fire. 'Stupid pop' he thinks as he walks away from the camp towards the cliff overlooking the forest they will be crossing tomorrow.
'Home' he thinks to himself as he sits on a rock and looks at the full moon hanging in the sky. That and the stars are the only company he has had throughout the 10 year long training trip he's been on. 'Well…wanted company' he says to himself as he looks back towards the man he left at the camp. He begins to think about tomorrow when they will arrive in Tokyo.
'Mother.' He looks down to his hands and turns them over a few times as if studying them. 'What will she think of me?' That had always been one of his greatest fears throughout his life, rejection. He looks back across the canvas of trees lain out before him. 'Will she remember me? Will I remember her? Will she think me…worthy?' Hundreds of questions run through his mind as he gazes out into the darkness. 'Guess I won't know till we come to that path…' he gets up and walks back to camp. He needs his sleep if he is to be fresh enough for the long hike tomorrow.
He lies down on his bed roll once again and gazes up at the stars. Five minutes later sleep finds him once again.
Eternal Flame
Is Proud to Present:
"The Silent Warrior"