Opening scene.
It was slowly approaching dusk over the Nekomi Temple, as the blue skies of the day were being replaced by the streaking of golden orange hues painting the skies in the perpetual preparation for the onset of evening.
Lizasa sat off the back porch dangling his legs over the edge as he held a mostly melted ice-pack to his swelled and bruised face.
Earlier in the day the two groups of goddess’ and demoness’ mostly separated and kept to themselves as they busied themselves as best they could.
‘I’m surprised there’s not been a fatality yet…’ Lizasa thought to himself with some wry humor, at a particular incident where Urd had asked Skuld why the TV picture was so bright and crisp. Skuld herself was immediately curious, so she set off to find out how a 30 year old radiation-box like Keiichi’s TV could get HD crystal-clarity. She found the reason being Banpei had been lashed to the TV roof-antenna like a giant, brightly colored roof ornament.
Needless to say that she was –less- than pleased and immediately accused first Ranma, then Mara, then Hild, then called them all co-conspirators as she spieled into a rant-fit…
Needless to say that they emphatically denied it but the small smiles weren’t really convincing of their innocence. Banpei not willing to come within 4 meters of Hild though was a clincher.
Needless to say that Skuld went into a screaming tantrum at the three demoness’s for their abuse of Banpei-kun… that is until Mara had just bent herself down to Skuld’s level, grinned like an idiot and whispered something into the pint-sized goddess’s ear. Skuld on her part just became –real- quiet, turned –blue-, backed away slowly from the blond devil and then ran for the bathroom.
‘And here I thought this kind of insanity only happened in Nerima…’ Lizasa thought to himself at the memory.
Suddenly, a frosty brown bottle of beer came into Lizasa’s field of vision, looking up he saw the Morisato boy holding said beer out for him with a nervous smile. Nodding to the boy, he gratefully took the proffered bottle, first put it to his chin with a relieved groan then took a long relieved swig.
Keiichi sat down next to the kami-spirit and sipped at his own cold bottle as he too watched the sky. After several silent moments Keiichi asked, “So… what do think about all this with Hild-san coming here with that new redhead demon chick?”
Lizasa chuckled, then groaned in pain, and said, “First boy, don’t let Ranma hear you call her… him… her… whatever a ‘chick’. She’d probably pull you’re spine out through your nipples.”
Seeing Keiichi’s eyes expand and his chin drop, Lizasa couldn’t help but to laugh through his pain, and then said, “Settle boy, it was a joke…”
“A bad one…” Keiichi mumbled recalling how literal some super-natural beings could be.
“… and honestly anything that involves Hild, I’m not sure what to think.” Lizasa seeing Keiichi’s question continued. “See, today was the first day I’ve ever met The Daimakaicho, praise God for small miracles that that’s the case, so I’m at a loss just going by memory at some of the reports and second hand stories about Hild I’ve heard as I’ve been working in the Spirit Relief Office.”
Swallowing a knot in his throat, Keiichi asked, “How bad could this all be then?”
The grey haired spirit held up his bottle to look at the setting sun through the amber glass, with a sigh he said, “Hild is the TOP demon for a reason… did you know other, lesser demons even pray to and worship her?”
Keiichi shook his head ‘no’.
“Yeah… well… if even a fraction of a fraction of what I’ve read and heard is true, and I’d be inclined to believe it was far more than that… well let’s just say that her being here, with the notorious Mara and a fighting genius like Ranma, who are both exceedingly dangerous in their own, while she’s scheming something, all the while there’s the Three Norns here…” he paused to comb his fingers through his hair. “… let’s say that I’m piss scared and leave it to that.”
With wide eyes Keiichi asked in a panicked voice, “It can’t be –THAT- bad… can it? I mean, you work for the gods’ right? And Hild seems just like some eccentric…”
Lizasa shook his head sadly and said, “Boy, I’m going to say this very clearly. Hild is the opposite of Kami-Sama. While HE’S The Creator, SHE is Destruction. She could probably vaporize the entire Solar System with an absent thought –IF- she wasn’t wearing all of those limiters on her body, clothes and hair. Mara… well her own peculiar mark of influence can be seen in some of the worst horrors and atrocities in human history, and then there’s Ranma… when Ranma was alive and just a mortal he could form energy blasts, make tornados to swallow his opponent, split mountains in twain… he even slayed a demi-god named Saffron. And by comparison, I don’t think I could’ve fared so well against Saffron, he was a beast of a fighter in terms of power. So yeah, with all of them in one place like this on Midgard, I think I’m justified in being scared spitless.”
Lizasa took one last swig of his bottle to empty it and said quietly, “And I shudder to think what’ll happen when Ranma comes into whatever powers Hild has given her.”
“What do you mean; don’t gods and demons just sort of use their powers when they get them?” Keiichi asked quietly, still digesting the bleak picture Lizasa had painted.
“No boy, gods and demons, when they are young only have the most basic rudimentary powers of their race; they have to go through a sort of…” Lizasa paused to think of a word, “… ‘puberty’ I guess you could call it so they can grow into their powers without accidentally blowing something up. Like Skuld, she’s just begun entering this type of ‘puberty’ in earnest. But with Ranma… only Hild knows what’ll happen there I’m afraid.”
With that said the two men just sat quietly, only the sounds of Keiichi sipping at his bottle and the chirps of birds breaking the odd silence. And truth be told, it was the silence that was most nerve wracking to Keiichi after hearing Lizasa speak.
Suddenly a feminine cry split the air, coming from within the house.
“That was Ranma’s voice…” Lizasa said quietly with narrowed eyes.
Keiichi nervously looked to the spirit and asked, “Should we… ah… go and see if there’s a problem?”
At first Lizasa wanted to say ‘are you nuts?!’ but instead said haltingly, “No… I don’t think so… we’d probably just be in the way if there’s a problem…”
“Good point…” agreed Morisato.
“So…”
“Yeah…”
“Up for a game of Shogi?”
“Sounds good. I’ll set the tiles…”
next scene we get to see a realization from Ranma as she sees the 24 hour mark since her death and the lingering shock from Th'rignal begins to wear-off, and then a little tiff with Urd-chan...
I hope you all appreciate the amount of psychoanalysis work I'm doing here to make this credible with true, realistic reactions...