Ryoga woke up still lying in the doghouse. Patches layed next to him her head resting on his thigh. He was cold so he lay down as close as he could to her to absorb some of her heat. Her oddly colored black and white body curled around him a little more.
"You like me don't you patches." Ryoga said smiling.
Said dog looked at him it's eyes blank but seeming to give off a friendly air to her.
"You understand what keeps moving the doors don't you." Ryoga said stroking her neck.
"You see the people who do it. I'm not dreaming it. It's all their fault. I'm such a good boy but they frustrate me." Ryoga said tears returning to his eyes.
"They'll get theres yes they will Patches, don't you worry. But, I get so angry and I just want to hurt them and attack them and destroy them!" Ryoga yelled, a few cracking noises followed and he breathed heavily his eyes closed.
Coming down from his rage he looked back to Patches. His hands lay around her neck and she lay limply where she had been. Her neck was bent at an odd angle. Shaking he hugged her.
"They got you too Patches, don't worry I'll make them pay." Ryoga swore and stood up.
***
In another part of the world not more than a few hours away a young Ranma woke to the sound of sizzling. Sitting up and tossing the covers off of himself he smiled and stretched. Nice big comfy bed that he had spent the night in almost beckoned him to return for more. Tempted but not acting because the rich aroma of eggs assaulted his noise calling to him from downstairs.
Trudging down the hall wrapped tightly in a large blanket to keep warm since the house was very cool in the morning he went past one big door that Dr. Fell had forbidden him to enter. The only one in the house that was locked with a heavy deadbolt. Bacon, thats what he smelled also. Boy, did it smell good. Almost hopping down the stairs Ranma idly skipped to the kitchen.
"Goodmorning Ranma." Hannibal said turning away from his morning food preparations.
"Morning Hannibal." Ranma said cheerfully then closing his eyes he let the fragrant smells of eggs, bacon, and sausage assault his senses.
After a talk the night before which could be considered the first of many that he may have. Ranma had felt better about himself then ever before. Windows had seemed to open and through it wind that carried change. There was a nagging feeling about Dr. Fell that Ranma couldn't pin down. Not something bad simply that something wasn't all truth. But he had expressed this feeling, and it had been answered by Dr. Fell.
"You should always feel that way Ranma, for all the world is filled with people who can do nothing but crush others to get what they want." He had said.
"Are you doing that?" Ranma had replied.
"Not to you Ranma, others maybe, but you are my friend. My friends I hold very dear to me." Hannibal had settled the argument.
It was logical in Ranma's mind. People would stab each other in the back and knowing this would stop those people. But you should also be kind to your friends that way they won't do it to you. Perfectly logical in his mind.
"Please Ranma sit down, we can talk some more over brakefast." Hannibal suggested.
***
Ok this is the last kinda prequel chapter before everything jumps ahead to where Ranma is 16. The Tendo situation is going to be a bit different and unlike what WFROSE as Ranma getting sucked into his own WFROSE cliche he's not going to be around the Tendo's.
"You like me don't you patches." Ryoga said smiling.
Said dog looked at him it's eyes blank but seeming to give off a friendly air to her.
"You understand what keeps moving the doors don't you." Ryoga said stroking her neck.
"You see the people who do it. I'm not dreaming it. It's all their fault. I'm such a good boy but they frustrate me." Ryoga said tears returning to his eyes.
"They'll get theres yes they will Patches, don't you worry. But, I get so angry and I just want to hurt them and attack them and destroy them!" Ryoga yelled, a few cracking noises followed and he breathed heavily his eyes closed.
Coming down from his rage he looked back to Patches. His hands lay around her neck and she lay limply where she had been. Her neck was bent at an odd angle. Shaking he hugged her.
"They got you too Patches, don't worry I'll make them pay." Ryoga swore and stood up.
***
In another part of the world not more than a few hours away a young Ranma woke to the sound of sizzling. Sitting up and tossing the covers off of himself he smiled and stretched. Nice big comfy bed that he had spent the night in almost beckoned him to return for more. Tempted but not acting because the rich aroma of eggs assaulted his noise calling to him from downstairs.
Trudging down the hall wrapped tightly in a large blanket to keep warm since the house was very cool in the morning he went past one big door that Dr. Fell had forbidden him to enter. The only one in the house that was locked with a heavy deadbolt. Bacon, thats what he smelled also. Boy, did it smell good. Almost hopping down the stairs Ranma idly skipped to the kitchen.
"Goodmorning Ranma." Hannibal said turning away from his morning food preparations.
"Morning Hannibal." Ranma said cheerfully then closing his eyes he let the fragrant smells of eggs, bacon, and sausage assault his senses.
After a talk the night before which could be considered the first of many that he may have. Ranma had felt better about himself then ever before. Windows had seemed to open and through it wind that carried change. There was a nagging feeling about Dr. Fell that Ranma couldn't pin down. Not something bad simply that something wasn't all truth. But he had expressed this feeling, and it had been answered by Dr. Fell.
"You should always feel that way Ranma, for all the world is filled with people who can do nothing but crush others to get what they want." He had said.
"Are you doing that?" Ranma had replied.
"Not to you Ranma, others maybe, but you are my friend. My friends I hold very dear to me." Hannibal had settled the argument.
It was logical in Ranma's mind. People would stab each other in the back and knowing this would stop those people. But you should also be kind to your friends that way they won't do it to you. Perfectly logical in his mind.
"Please Ranma sit down, we can talk some more over brakefast." Hannibal suggested.
***
Ok this is the last kinda prequel chapter before everything jumps ahead to where Ranma is 16. The Tendo situation is going to be a bit different and unlike what WFROSE as Ranma getting sucked into his own WFROSE cliche he's not going to be around the Tendo's.