Adamantium Rage

Disclaimer: Ranma 1/2, Wolverine, and Street Fighter do not belong to me.

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Capital letters: Shouting or loud noises

{ }: Author's own thoughts

_ _: Stressed words

" ": Japanese or English. I'll notify which one.

Chapter 1

Weapon of Destruction

Genma stared at his quivering son he was not one once of a man if he couldn't learn the neko-ken! And now he was afraid of the cats! Pathetic If he didn't shape the boy up to be a manly man his life was as good as over, and being manly meant learning the Neko-ken and becoming the greatest martial artist in the world.

The overweight martial artist's thoughts turned dark at what he had promised his wife he'd do if Ranma wasn't a manly man. Right now lying in a fetal position cowering from a bunch of tiny cats was not manly.

Genma closed the lid that led to the underground cave filled with starving cats. He wasn't getting anywhere with these tiny kittens he needed bigger cats. He picked the boy up and stood him on his feet. Ranma cringed and covered his head. "Don't throw me in there again Dad! Please I don't wanna learn the Neko ken!" Genma looked at Ranma calmly and with sympathy.

"Ranma. I'm not going to throw you in there again."

Ranma looked up at Genma through the tears in his eyes. With hopeful and pleading eyes he said. "Promise?"

"Promise." Genma replied. And it wasn't a lie. He had a whole new idea brewing in his deranged mind on how Ranma could learn the Neko-ken.

"I have another training activity for you to do tonight Ranma." Genma said. "And wipe those tears away men don't cry!"

Ranma wiped away his tears that had been welling up in his eyes. "Really? What is it?"

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(Later that night.)

Genma and Ranma snuck into a zoo late that night climbing over the large concrete wall that surrounded the complex they entered. They both wore white gis that stood out in the darkness but they were so quiet that it didn't matter the security in this particular zoo was not very up to date.

"Hurry up Ranma!" Genma whispered to his son who was trailing behind his short legs not able to keep up with his fathers. He seemed to not have a single injury from the day's earlier events. All the cat scratches were completely gone.

"Slow down I can't go that fast." Ranma whined trying to keep just as quiet as Genma.

"Don't whine like a little girl Ranma! Men don't whine!"

The two martial artists crept through the zoo and they came upon a cage with two large Panthers. The panthers eyed the two people with primal hunger in their eyes. Their fur was sleek, and pitch black, blending them into the shadows almost perfectly. Their yellow eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness of the cage.

Ranma hid behind his father still fearful of anything feline. Genma frowned but it soon disapeared and turned into a smile as he pulled out a raw steak from his gi somewhere still dripping with blood. {Don't ask me how he hid it in there without getting blood stains all over his gi it's anime physics.}

*Soon the power of the neko-ken will be ours.*

Ranma looked at the steak with caution. "W-whats that for?" he asked his voice trembling at the thoughts that came to his young mind on what it could be used for.

Genma gave the steak to Ranma who was trembling all over his tiny body. "Don't worry boy this is just another part of your training. What's the worst that could happen?"

Genma grabbed his son and jumped to the top of the large fence surrounding the Panthers. Ranma panicked. "Dad no! What are you doing? I don't like cats!" Genma ignored his child and stuffed the steak into the young boys gi.

"Now, now Ranma! This is for your own good and the good of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts!" Genma then dropped his son into the Panthers domain.

Ranma screamed as he fell into the artificial environment. He landed on his although roughly and looked around him. He saw the eyes of the two giant felines circling him, sizing him up, looking for the perfect moment to strike. Ranma's head whipped left and right trying to see where exactly the panthers where, But they blended into the shadows all around that he couldn't.

Genma called down to his son telling him to hurry up and learn the neko-ken but Ranma was to terrified to hear. One of the Panthers sprang from the shadows knocking Ranma to the ground and biting deep into his shoulder. Ranma screamed hoping that his father would save him, hoping that he would pull him from the pit, but he never moved he just sat there staring at him just as the Panthers had been doing.

The giant cats were tearing at his flesh. Biting and clawing large chunks of flesh off of his tiny body. Ranma screamed again and he could taste the blood in his mouth he wanted to spit out the coppery taste, but he was to busy screaming. He couldn't feel his legs and only one of his arms seemed to work. He tried to crawl away with his one good arm but the cat's kept pulling him back in. Ripping the flesh off of him in a feral frenzy of teeth and sharp claws with fresh blood on them.

Ranma's mind could no longer take the pain and he passed out.

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Genma was happy Ranma was finally going to learn the dreaded cat fist technique. With it in the Saotome school of Martial Art's repertoire they would be unbeatable. Genma frowned as he seemed to just be standing there looking around. Genma called down. "Ranma! Hurry up and learn the cat fist! I don't have all day.

One of the panthers pounced on Ranma. Genma called down again. "That-a-Boy!" and soon after the other panther joined the fray they both began biting the boy none stop tearing flesh away. Genma winced but shrugged it off. *He'll heal soon enough.* he sat at the top of the fence waiting for his son to learn the technique.

Ranma looked up at him with pleading terrified eyes. Genma ignored it and continued observing the event.

Genma paled as one of Ranma's legs flew out of the conflict onto the grass, _completely_ disconnected from the young boys body. The fat martial artist's face grew even whiter as another limb, this time an arm, flew out of the fray. A leg soon followed and the boy tried to crawl away. The Panther pulled him back violently leaving a large stain of blood across the grass where he had been dragged.

Genma acted upon this sudden turn of events. {As if we all didn't know what was going to happen} The fat martial artist jumped into the tangle of black furred bodies. Kicking one aside and throwing the other one in the same direction as it tried to attack him. The master of the anything goes martial arts picked up the small body that was breathing profusely from the missing limbs and from all of the large cuts all over his body.

The pigtailed boy just hung there limply from Genma's arms, Seemingly dead. The bald man with the blue bandanna on his head felt the boys neck for a pulse miraculously there was one although it was faint and almost non existent.

The panthers struck again but Genma had expected such a double team from the animals. And he kicked one hard in the neck snapping it's neck after he had crushed it's throat. He spin kicked the other into the large locked gate hard enough to put a dent in the steel bars.

After the immediate threat was taken care of Genma jumped over the fence landing lightly on his feet and taking off instantly in a full run. Blood stained his whole gi and poured from Ranma's wounds seemingly never ending.

"Don't worry Ranma I'll get you to a doctor as quick as I can.

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Genma Saotome leapt across the rooftops at a speed and grace that his figure suggested was not possible. He jumped, landed, ran across the roof, jumped off, and landed again on another roof, repeating this cycle over and over heading across town to the nearest hospital. The hospital came into sight and he ran faster not caring about anything but Ranma's well being for once.

Genma pushed himself off the roof and landed in front of the hospitals front doors, scaring all of those present, and ran through the doors towards the front desk. All the people in the waiting area off to the side was startled by Genma's hasty entrance. A pretty Japanese receptionist sat at a large desk going over some notes.

"HELP!! I NEED HELP!" Genma yelled out to the girl who got up and met him halfway to the desk she was previously sitting at.

"Geezus what the _hell_ happened to this boy?!" She asked in a panicked voice. Genma shook his head.

"That's not important! SAVE Him!!" Genma was panicked more so than he had ever been before in his life. Before Genma even finished his sentence she ran behind the desk and picked up an announcement Mic.

"All available personnel to front desk immediately! I Repeat _All_ available personnel come to the front desk immediately!" She nearly yelled into it. Her voice was amplified by the speakers in all hallways echoing throughout the hospital, getting every person in the buildings attention. Those that worked there ran to the front desk as fast as possible.

Ranma's prone body now lay on a stretcher and he was being carted away from Genma who tried to follow but wasn't allowed. He only hoped now that they could save his only sons life.

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The stretcher Ranma was lying on was surrounded by doctors, who where wheeling Ranma away to the operating room. Ranma was still bleeding a lot and though the doctors around him were trying very hard they couldn't get it to stop. Ranma was also now hooked up to several machines that were also being wheeled along with him. "What's his status?!" One female doctor called out to the others.

One of the male doctors answered her question quickly. "Deep wounds, massive internal and external bleeding, broken bones, missing limbs... you name it this kids got it." They finally got to the operating room where there were two doctors already waiting.

"What do we have here?" One of the waiting Doctors asked. asked hoping to get a good diagnostic so that he could quickly map out what he would need to do.

One of the nurses answered for him. "Nothing but injuries sir. It looks like some sort of major animal attack!" The Doctors knew what to do immediately and they went to work.

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(Several hours later)

Genma paced along the blue tiled floor of the waiting room. Blood having dried somewhat on his white clothing leaving an almost pure red gi. He had alternated between biting his nails to pacing to taping his fingers on the reception desk. Now he was back to pacing and didn't look like he was going to stop any time soon.

A nurse, one that had been with Ranma when he was being wheeled down to the operating room, came through the double doors leading to the waiting room. No sooner had she appeared Genma had pounced on her, grabbing her by the front of the shirt and pulling her nearly nose to nose with himself.

"Is my son okay?!" The bald martail artist asked her with panic showing through like a lighthouse on a pitch black night. He was on the verge of having a nervous breakdown.

The nurse although startled by the mans sudden movement, stayed calm and took his hands off of her shirt slowly lowering them to his sides. "Your son's condition is fluctuating and we cant be sure whether he'll be okay by the morning or not. So you can leave and come back in the morning or you can sleep here in the waiting room, but we won't have any information for you until then." She said in a soothing tone of voice. "So if you'll just sit down then, our doctors are doing their best to make sure he's okay."

Genma nodded weakly and allowed the nurse to lead him back to where he had been sitting early. Genma decided to sleep at the hospital since his camping gear was half way across town. He took a hospital pillow from the side of the room and after a few hours of waiting fell asleep.

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(Earlier in the operating room.)

"We've gotten the bleeding to stop!"

"Blood Pressure's stabilizing!"

"Doctor Evans come quick!"

Doctor Evans turned away from the heart monitor which was giving off a stream of steady bleeps symbolizing the patient's condition as being stable.

"What is it nurse.?" He asked the girl currently leaning over Ranma's prone form examining his leg. The Doctor looked at what she was but he hadn't a clue at what she was talking about.

"I don't see anything nurse what are you talking about?"

"SHHHHHH!" She shushed the Doctor and pointed at the leg while holding up a magnifying glass for the doctor. Dr. Evans looked at the girl strangely but obliged anyway taking the microscope and looking at the place where the leg had been severed. He gasped loudly at what he saw and took a step back staring at the young boy on the table in awe.

"W-What the HELL?!! the girl nodded to the doctor.

"He is healing at a visible rate he should be finished healing all wounds in about two weeks." Said the nurse. With a calculative tone.

Dr. Evans look the wrapping completely off of one of Ranma's legs and examined the bone. He stood back in even more shock but this time wonder as well clearly written across his face. "_Remarkable_!" He cried giving the nurse the magnifying glass so she could se for herself. "Look at the bone." He said as she did so he continued speaking. "His bones are healing twice as fast as his flesh is so that the flesh can grow over the bone!"

The nurse slowly stood up. "This is unbelievable!" she said. She turned towards the doctor. "What should we do?" The Doctor rubbed his chin in thought. Then he snapped his fingers as a realization came to him.

"Weapon X!" He said.

The nurse just looked at Dr. Evans in confusion. "Weapon X? What the heck is that." She asked.

Dr. Evans picked up a cell phone. "Weapon X is a secret government agency that specializes in these kinds of things their main base of operations was recently rebuilt and they had contacted me earlier in the year. They are looking for humans with special regenerative capabilities. This boy here is just what they've been looking for! They pay heavily and we would be stupid to turn this offer down."

The nurse looked at the boy in question who was still unconscious. "But what about the boys father? What can we tell him? That we sent his son away for government testing?" The doctor shook his head.

"Of course not! The man doesn't even know if the boy's going to survive the night." Dr. Evans replied.

Nurse nodded her understanding of what Dr. Evans was suggesting. "Okay. But I hate to ruin the mans life. He cared for the kid an awful lot." The doctor shooed her away.

"Take the rest of the day off miss Matsuki I'll take care of everything else." Naori Matsuki nodded and left the operating room. Dr. Evans dialed in a long set of numbers and spoke into the cell phone after waiting a few seconds for someone to pick up. "Yes Mr. Roberts? Hello it's Toshio Evans. I believe I found the regenerative subject you've been looking for."

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(The next day)

Genma awoke with an ache in his back. And a crick in the neck. He rubbed the back of his neck in pain with his right hand while pushing himself into a sitting position with the other. "Oooh where am I?" Genma's eyes shot open remembering what had happened to Ranma the other night, and sensing that there was another presence nearby.

Genma looked up to see a Doctor standing above him with a clip board. "Good morning Mr. Saotome." The doctor said. Genma stood at his feet and looked the doctor in the eyes with an almost pleading look.

"Is my son alright?!" Genma asked panic showing in every part of his body. Dr. Evans backed up a step and gave the fat man a professional look.

"Yes, well. Mr. Saotome your son passed away. He wasn't even able to make it through the night. I'm sure your upset and..." Dr. Evans never got to finish as Genma dropped to his knees grabbed onto the doctors legs and cried. Long streams of tears were flowing out of his eyes ad it didn't look like he was ever going to stop.

Genma's whole life shattered. He had no hope. He was as good as dead. His wife would surely make him commit sepuku. He had no heir, and with that the Tendo and Saotome schools of anything goes martial arts would fall. The schools would now never be joined. Unless...

Genma shot to his feet with the realization. Why hadn't he thought of it before. It was ingenious. *I'll tell No-chan that it was a training accident. I wouldn't be lying and Maybe just maybe the schools would be joined.* Dr. Evans looked at the man before him with a little bit of worry. The man seemed to be able to turn his tears on and off like a light switch. And the amounts of tears that the man produced was beyond normal.

Dr. Evns held the clip board out in front of him and cleared his throat to get Genma's attention. It worked and the master of the Musabetsu Kakutou Ryu looked up questioningly to the doctor who continued once he had the fuul attention of the bald man.

"However Mr. Saotome there is a matter of your police record." Genma paled. Evans continued."We did a scan of your police profile and you are wanted in several districts for theft assault and now child abuse as well." Genma's face was now white. Evans continued. "The police have been called to pick you up as soon as I've finished with you."

Genma looked for a way out. Anyway out. Genma spotted a window and he heard muffled sirens in the distance. Genma ran for the window and jumped out it just as the police cars pulled up and the officers rushed through the door of the hospital. Dr Evans pointed to where Genma had left the building. "HE WENT THAT WAY!" He yelled. The officers gave chase but as the came to the window the man known as Genma Saotome was nowhere to be seen.

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Genma ran across the rooftops, not going in any direction in particular. He was a little bit depressed. Not only was his heir and only son dead, but he was now on the run from the law as well. He cleared large gaps between buildings, soaring across the city like some sort of demon grasshopper. *How could this happen?* He thought. *All I wanted was to teach him the art and make him into the most powerful martial artist the world has ever known. How hard could that have been?*

As the bald martial artist leapt across the roofs his depression got more, and more deep. He headed for the nearest bar he could find hoping to drown his sorrows in Sake and other such alcoholic beverages. Unknown to the man he had wandered into the district of Juuban.

The martial artist in the red gi that had once been pure white dropped down to the street below and headed into a bar that he was very familiar with, having drunk there several times with his friends over the years. *Aaah Hito's bar. This brings back very fond memories.* He thought as he entered the building.

*****

He did not notice the pair of eyes that watched him from the other side of the street watching him enter the bar. "Well, well!" The pretty middle aged female with blonde hair said as she pulled out a cell phone from her purse and dialed a number. She waited for a second for the other end to pick up then continued. "Moshi Moshi? Nodoka? You'll never guess who I just saw."

*****

Genma entered the bar with a half smile on his face. Almost nothing had changed here. It was just as he remembered. Over in the corner was his table, the one that he and Soun had drunk at talking of the future all the time. Genma sighed. He felt a lot happier now that he was in familiar territory.

"Hey if it isn't Genma Saotome!" called a voice from the bar. Genma looked to where his name had been called. There stood another memory in the flesh. Hito, the bartender, was a short stumpy man shorter than Genma was. The man had a large well trimmed beard that looked odd with his bald head. Genma waved to the man and headed towards the stool that he had sat at every time that he came here to drown his woes.

"Good afternoon Hito. Long time no see." Hito frowned as The bald martial artist sat down at the stool.

"Hey Genma I see you for the first time in so many years and the first thing you do is sit on my bar stool? You must be pretty depressed. It usually takes a lot to upset you." He said with concern as he dried out a drinking glass with a towel. "Why you here so early in the morning anyway?" He asked.

Genma looked at his old friend with a smile that was obviously forced. "Gimme a bottle of Sake Hito. No! Make it two. I need it."

Hito complied with the mans wishes and set the two bottles on the bar in front him. Genma opened one bottle and took a large swig then sighed heavily. "Sure you don't want to talk about it?" Hito asked his old friend in his rough but kind voice. Genma shook his head and took another long swig from the warm liquid.

Hito nodded his head and left Genma alone with his woes. Going off to clean out more glasses.

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(Back at the hospital)

A large vehicle came to a screeching halt outside of the hospital and soon after several men in black uniforms with blue and red lacing the edges and masks of black as dark as night rushed inside. They were followed by a group of what appeared to be scientists who wore white protective plastic suits and similar helmets to those of the black clad men only white.

One of the men in the protective suits approached Dr. Evans who stood outside of the front doors of the hospital. The man took off his mask and held out a hand in greeting to Evans. "Hello Evans its been a long time." The man with the hand extended hand was a Caucasian man taller than Evans but not by a lot, he had graying blond hair that was combed over in hopes to cover the bald spot that lied underneath.

"That it has." Doctor Evans answered grasping he other mans hand in a firm hand shake. "How have you been all these years Roberts?" he asked as the two men headed towards the doors of the hospital.

"I'm fine Toshio." The man answered in a friendly voice. "Now where is the boy with the healing?" He asked switching to a voice that was used by professional government type people. Evans chuckled.

"Not many things change do they?" He asked. "Your still the same Paul Roberts that I remember from College. Always skipping straight to the point." Paul smiled as the two old friends walked through the large double doors.

"Well that is the reason why I am here. Weapon-X was just rebuilt not to long ago and we need subjects. A child is perfect. Out mistake before was taking in a full grown man the tests drove him over the edge. Even though we had mind wiped him." He said. With downcast eyes. "I lost many close friends the day Wolverine rampaged. We will not make the same mistake twice."

Toshio looked at his friend understandingly. "Yes I see. A child especially of this young age is highly influential. I wish weapon-X the best of luck." The two men nodded to each other as they came to the doors leading to the room that young Ranma was being kept.

The men in black were loading the young man onto a stretcher. The boy was still unconscious and his limbs were still badly damaged. Although his other wounds were nearly completely healed.

The team zipped the boy up in a body bag so as to make it look like he really was dead. Orders of chief scientist of Weapon-X Paul Roberts. The team headed out the door to load the young boy into the large black van that waited out front.

Evans and Roberts followed at a distance. Evans waited at the doors of the hospital entrance while Roberts entered the van with the other scientists. The van later drove off into the distance and was soon out of site. Evans watched it go the whole way. *Don't screw things up like usual Paul. The last thing we need is another of your failed experiments.*

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(Hito's Bar)

Genma swayed back and forth drunk out of his mind. Hito watched his old friend pull back the bottles of Sake one after the other. The man was babbling about the two school never bing joined and being the worst Father in the world. Hito hated to see Genma this way. The man was more depressed than he had ever seen him in his entire life. The counter was scattered with empty bottles.

Hito looked over at the door as the chimes rang signaling a new customer entering through the door. He sweated as he saw who exactly came through the door. He sweated as the two women walked towards the bar in Genma's direction. Hito stepped back as the women stepped up to the overly drunk man.

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Nodoka's friend pulled on her arms leading to the familiar bar that her husband used to frequently visit. "Come on Nodoka he's here I tell you. I saw him enter. Earlier today." Nodoka tried to stop her friend but she kept a firm grip on her wrist nearly dragging the woman towards the bar.

"Wait Mariko! What if it's not Genma? It could have been anyone you saw enter the bar!" Nodoka said hoping the girl pulling on her wrist would stop. She did and whirled around on Nodoka.

"Come on Nodoka! How many other fat, bald martial artists jump around on the rooftops and drink alcohol during the day?" Mariko said trying to convince her best friend that she was (of course) right.

Nodoka released her hand from Mariko's grasp. But you said he was wearing _red_!"

"So?"

Nodoka sighed. "So! He hates that color. He's never wore red a single day in his life!"

Mariko pouted. "Aww come on Nodoka! At least check with me! You never know. Besides you haven't seen your husband for over a year or two now! So why not?!" Nodoka thought about it carefully for a second. Her resolve visibly faltered under her friends pleading. "Please?" Mariko continued giving her the cute puppy dog eyes.

Nodoka sighed. "Fine." Mariko squealed and continued to drag Mrs Saotome in the direction of the bar. Talking all the way along about how cute Ranma was and about how much the boy had probably grown.

The two women entered Hito's Bar when the got there. The stood by the door for a few seconds quickly scanning the bar for any sign of the Saotome Patriarch. Their search was over just as quick as it had begun. Nodoka spotting the man that was no doubt the one she had married seven years ago.

"GENMA!" She yelled as she stalked over to her drunk husband with cold fury glistening in her eyes like ice. Genma, having not heard his wife's call, continued to sway in his bar stool drunkenly, rambling on about nothing in particular. That was until the woman grabbed him by the front of his blood stained gi pulling his gaze away from the drink and making sure he saw her.

Mariko stood a few meters away just watching the happenings between her best friend and her husband with amusement, twirling a lock of her long blonde hair around her index finger.

Genma didn't even recognize his wife through the drunken haze that was obscuring his vision extremely. "W-w-Who the ell(hic)? Whad-a yah(hic) want?" He tried to turn back to his drink but Nodoka held strong, not letting go or letting up even a little.

"_Genma_! Where is Ranma!? Why aren't you taking care of him!?" Nodoka said through clenched teeth. Her gaze proved strong enough to sober Genma up enough to be almost sensible.

"R-R-Ranma?" He said saying the word as if to help his memory. He remembered all right and he covered his face with his hands weeping quietly to himself. "H-h-h-He's (sniff) guh-guh-_gone_!"

Nodoka stopped staring at the bald man long enough to let the words seep into her mind. Behind her Mariko stopped, shocked at the words drunkenly uttered by the idiot of a husband of her best friend. Nodoka gripped Genma's shoulders and stared hopefully into his eyes hoping that he was kidding, or to drunk to speak sensibly, or something.

"W-What do you mean Genma? WHAT DO YOU MEAN _GONE_!!!" All of the bar froze at the sound of that scream. Some knew it well. Those that were here for a casual drink with friends quickly silenced themselves. Genma hung his head in shame.

"T-T-Training (sniff) accident. Doctors couldn't help him. D-didn't even make it through the night." Genma continued to bawl and he drawled on into a string of nonsensical ramblings.

The man's wife sat down on the barstool next to him with a heavy thump. "G-gone?" Mariko came to her side and tried to comfort her friend. Putting her hands on her shoulders and saying comforting words.

"Come on Nodoka. It'll be okay! I'm sure you can get on with your life." Nodoka grabbed one of Mariko's hand trying her best not to cry.

The tears welled up in her eyes obscuring her vision. (sniff) "My only son." Nodoka turned around and sobbed into Mariko's shoulder who was on the verge of tears herself. Many of the silent patrons sniffled and some wiped away wet eyes.

Mariko pulled Nodoka out of her seat and after grabbing a drunk Genma by the waist headed towards the door. Heading back to the Saotome residence.

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The Weapon-X van that had picked up Ranma at the Hospital Drove off down a relatively deserted street heading towards the docks, not slowing down as it neared but rather speeding up instead. People who were walking back and forth across the docks dove out of the way as the van rushed past. The black vehicle began to change and the outer layer became more airodynamic alo sprouting wings out the side and the back opened up to reveal an advanced propulsion sysem that lit afire sending the air craft soaring through the air.

Many of the people at the docks stared off at the flying unit in wonder. One man who's face had gotten a little charred from the propulsion system took his hat off and stared at the rapidly receding dot in the sky.

"Now there's somethin you don't see every day."

Currently inside the Weapon-X van Ranma was lying in a containment fridge that kept him unconscious. Dr. Paul Roberts looked over the charts that had been printed out on the computer that was hooked up to the machine.

"Hmm. He seems to have excellent regenerative abilities not quite as developed as Logan's had been but substantial enough to keep him alive." He said as he sat down beside another of the Weapon-X scientists.

The other looked over the same charts once Roberts handed them to him. "Yes the other said flipping over a page and scanning the next part. There doesn't seem to be any history of traumatic events the boy had gone through that would make him a threat to the completion of the project." He answered in a metallic kind of voice having not taken off his protective mask, which also masked his facial features.

Roberts nodded. "Yes. Logan was unstable and the tests pushed him over the edge. Our procedures however are now much more advanced and it is virtually impossible for the things that happened with Logan to happen with our new subject." Roberts and the other Weapon-X operatives continued their flight to Canada in relative silence.

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(A day later at weapon-X at 9:30 PM)

In a large tube filled with a clear green energy enriched fluid. Ranma's young form floated in silence. The sound of the bubbles floating up from the bottom of the tube were the only sound coming from the large machine. Ranma was also currently hooked up to lots of monitoring machines and other such stuff with computer readouts and flashing lights all over the place.

The scientists who worked for Weapon-X looked at these readouts studying them carefully. There were several scientists walking around the large room that was filled with machinery of all kinds and heavily guarded at all entrances and exits. The equipment in this place was far more advanced than was expected of any government facility. It looked like something out of a futuristic anime of some sort. It all seemed to imaginary to be real.

The first of test had already been completed. Ranma's healing factor had also sped up and the boy was now completly healed. He hadn't any signs that he had ever been injured except for those scars that he had gained before his healing factor had developed itself.

One of the younger scientists came to Dr. Roberts with a readout on a futuristic looking hand held computer. "Dr. Roberts We've wiped the boys mind of all memories. His name and all abilities that he's learned over his life are the only thing that he remembers." He said.

Dr. Roberts smiled. "Good! Have you stored these memories onto file for later scanning?" He asked.

The young scientist nodded vigorously. "Yes sir. They are all loaded into the emergency back up files as well. I have the filenames right her." He said showing the elder scientist his hand held computer. Dr. Roberts glanced at it remembering the file name and storing it away in his own memory.

"Good." Dr. Roberts said. "Revive the boy and put him through the training we have to start early on his training to ensure that he becomes the perfect killing machine." The young doctor nodded again and signaled to the others to begin reviving the subject.

The liquid in the tube was drtained out of the tube and chemicals used to revive people ere sent through tubes that traveled into Ranma's body.

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Ranma's eyes slowly opened. He was naked and he was in a strange place that was unfamiliar to him. He was in some sort of glass tube and he was connected to a whole slew of different types of hi tech machinery. Ranma tried to ask where he was but found his voice muffled by an oxygen mask.

The young boy took the scientific appliances off of his body and let them drop to the floor with an audible clang. The young martial artist looked around the room at all the scientists that surrounded him. On of them spoke through a microphone that allowed the scientist's voice to come through a small speaker at the top of Ranma's crystal cage.

"Ranma Saotome?" The voice asked. Ranma looked at the man who was talking to him through the mic.

"Yeah?" Ranma said wary of any thing that may seem odd. Though waking up with no memories was odd enough Ranma still listened carefully to what the man said.

"You are Ranma Saotome. You are a mutant. You were hit on the head and your neural brain waves were damaged with the impact. You gained amnesia from the event and we are currently trying to bring your memories back for you." Dr. Roberts said.

Ranma looked confused he couldn't remember anything at all cept his name and some martial arts. The young boy tried to conjure up an image of some sort of memory but the only thing he could see was a pair of yellow eyes. This however terrified him and he shivered. He didn't know what the eyes were attached to but it scared him even more than waking up here had.

"Ranma?" The doctor asked trying to get the boys attention. Ranma's head perked up at the sound of the mans voice. Ranma sat down on the bottom of the tube and listened. The doctor continued. "Ranma, were going to lift the glass up and you will be allowed out. It is asked that you comply and don't give us any trouble. Will you cooperate?" He said.

Ranma nodded his head. Being only a kid and not having much of a memory at all he could not do much more than go along for the ride. Dr. Roberts nodded to his technicians and after a few seconds of taping away at keyboard the glass tube began to rise with a mechanical whir. Ranma slowly climbed down cautious of the guards by the doors with the advanced looking weapons.

One of the younger scientists came to Ranma with a towel and wrapped it around the boys shoulders. "Here ye go kid." He said, as he led Ranma out of the room past the guards. Ranma stared at the guards with wonder he couldn't tell for sure but he thought that maybe they could be robots of some kind. Of course that was highly unlikely.

Ranma looked up at the man leading him down the hall. He had blonde hair and he was fairly young probably in his late twenties. He worked out, but not a lot. He had friendly features and a presence that seemed to generate trust. He looked down at Ranma with a smile.

"I'm Robbie Cottrell Ranma, but you can call me Rob. I'll be looking after your progress here at Weapon-X. Do you have any questions?" He asked the boy. Ranma looked at him in question.

"W-What's Weapon-X." He asked the taller man. Robbie thought about that carefully about how he could answer the question with out giving to much away before answering.

"Well Ranma. Weapon-X is a government facility that is used for training people to become great warriors. We teach them how to fight." Ranma's face lit up.

"You mean like martial arts?" He asked with hope in his eyes. "I wanna become a great martial artist! The greatest there ever was." Rob mock punched the boy in the cheek (he didn't actually punch him)

"That's the spirit kid!" He said. Rob then led Ranma down the hall to a room that had a bed, a sink and a small washroom. The washroom had the basics: Toilet, sink, bath, mirror, etc. Ranma walked in and Rob turned on the light. "Oookay Ranma. This is going to be your room. It's a little small, I know, but hey we survive." Ranma looked around the room.

"It's great!" said Ranma. Ranma went and sat on the bed. The first thing that came to his mind was that it was better than sleeping on the ground all the time. Although he didn't really know why he thought that.

Robbie stepped back. "Well you better get some sleep kid. Your going to be meeting your new Sensei tomorrow." Ranma nodded and Rob left the room to go to his own room and get some shut eye.

Ranma shut off the light pulled the covers over himself and fell asleep though it took a while being that he had been unconscious the last two days. But he didn't know that.

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(The next day around noon)

Ranma entered through the large metal door that led to the Dojo, or training room if you will. He looked around the room the floor was wooden and smooth. In the middle of the room sat a man clad in a suit that was skin tight and black with red stripes. The suit was made of kevlar, and it was made for maximum movability. "Hello Ranma." Said the man who was currently standing. Ranma walked up to the man and bowed. "Good afternoon sensei." Ranma said.

"Afternoon Ranma." Said the man in broken Japanese. He bowed as well to the little boy.

Robbie, who had led Ranma to the dojo, stepped beside the two and introduced them. "Ranma? This is Sensei Matthews. Treat him with the highest respect. He will be teaching you combat." Ranma nodded and after Rob left the lesson continued as soon as the young scientist was out of the room.

Matthews attacked Ranma, the boy was startled and did not expect this. Sensei Matthew's fist connected with the young martial artists face sending him sprawling across the dojo's wooden floor. Ranma sat up and rubbed his face. Tears streamed down his face. And he looked up at his new sensei with a questioning gaze.

"W-Why did you hit me? Sensei?" He asked. Sensei Matthews stood in the same place as when Ranma had entered the room, seemingly not having moved at all.

"Ranma. He said in a voice that was almost cruel. It had no remorse for the blow that the man had laid upon the child. Ranma stood up though unsteadily waiting for his sensei to continue. Also preparing himself just in case he would attack him again. "You have much to learn." The man in black said. "You must learn to never let your guard down. To be prepared though you are seemingly not." He turned his back on Ranma and folded his hands behind himself. "Now Ranma. Attack me."

"No you have your back turned. That would be dishonorable." The young boy said, memories of past lessons taught coming back to him. Sensei Matthews turned on the boy and in less than a second he was upon Ranma. The boy was prepared and he ducked out of the way of the fist. Sensei smiled.

"Good." He said. "You are learning." Matthews walked back slowly to the middle of the room and Ranma launched his tiny body in the larger mans direction. Sensei Matthews backhanded the human projectile, but Ranma blocked it and rolled with it. However his sensei didn't stop and he came at the boy with another blow. Kicking the boy across the room.

Ranma let off an 'oomph' as the air was knocked out of him. The Sensei was again standing in the middle of the room. He looked at the boy with no emotion. "Ranma, you must learn to never let your guard down!" He said a little harder than the last time. "Your opponent will not wait for you to get up, or catch you breath! When in battle you must be prepared for everything!" Ranma nodded and got up preparing for his Sensei's next attack.

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In a control room somewhere else in the Weapon-X facility Doctor Roberts was monitoring Ranma and his teachings. Sensei Matthews was being really rough on the kid yet the boy seemed to adapt to every situation easily. Every time the teacher would change tactics he would either get caught and get it right the second time around or he would get the lesson down the first time.

"Remarkable!" Roberts mused as he watched the boy and the teacher go at it on and off. "This boy is even better than we could have possibly hoped he could be!" He took a sip of the coffee that he held in his hands.

"Sir?" One of the monitoring crew asked Dr. Roberts.

"What is it?" Roberts replied.

"Well." The man said scratching the back of his head. " Do you remember the Pathonen and Eronen devices that we installed into the training room?" He asked his superior.

Roberts nodded. "Yes the ones that can tell a fighters potential power level, and current power level right?" He confirmed. Setting his coffee down on the desk. "Why?"

The monitoring team looked to one another, then the same person as before answered the mans question. "Well sir." He said. "The boys power level is very strong for only a six year old boy. That's not our concern though. His potential is far beyond what we would have originally predicted."

Roberts cocked his head to the side questioningly. "So!"

"Well sir." The man continued. "His potential power is off the charts. He could gain a full power level of 8, 000 by the time he's twenty if he continues to train every day until that time. That is about the time it would take for him by our calculations."

Roberts looked at the screen again seeing Ranma do a spin kick with his tiny body. "This unbelievable!" He exclaimed. "This boy is a power house and at our command!" The head monitoring technician cut the man off.

"Mr. Roberts with all due respect he is just a child and a human being as well. We don't control him. And there's no telling how our tests will affect his psych. He could turn on us if the procedures are to much."

Doctor roberts tuned on the head monitor technician with cold fury in his eyes. "Well then well just have to make sure we wipe his mind of all experiments that we do, ensuring that he stays on our side then won't we?!" The head technician turned on the head scientist.

"But sir with all due respect he's just a boy! If we mind wipe him to frequently then he might get brain damage!" Roberts cut him off. I don't care if it gives him hepatitis B I want the kid mind wiped after each experiment! No questions asked!" The technician nodded his ascent and continued his work.

Roberts left the room. *Weapon-X will not risk everything to ensure some kids mental stability!*

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(After the first lesson with sensei Matthews)

Ranma limped back to his room alongside Robbie, who had come to pick him up from his martial arts training for the tests. He didn't like some of the tests that the scientists were going to do on the boy. He had been informed that the tests would begin as soon as Ranma was finished, and some of the tests that they had planned sounded awfully cruel and painful.

Ranma, walking alongside, Robbie had a broken arm and his right eye was black and swollen. He was limping from a sprained ankle. Robbie frowned at the sight. The boy had taken an awful beating. But it was their job and he was sure that most of the other employees didn't want the kid hurt.

As they entered the main hall Ranma looked up at Rob and asked. "Rob? Where are we going? Aren't I gonna go to my room?" Rob, being one of the few people on the facility that was fluent in Japanese answered.

"Well Ranma,... The others want to do a few tests on you to see what other abilities you posses and other things." Robbie didn't want to tell the kid exactly what they were going to do. He thought it was better that way. They were going to wipe his mind of the memory anyway.

Ranma nodded and continued on with Robbie. When they entered the large lab they were greeted by Dr. VandBerg who took Robbie to the side with the other scientists to view the tests while Ranma was led off to get prepped by a group of technicians.

Robbie and the rest of the scientists watched as Ranma was hooked up to the complex machinery. There were many different wires and tubes some were taped to the boys skin and others were inserted in various places on his body. The technicians moved out of the way and the large tube of plexiglass came down around the young boy. Once the tube was properly secured it filled to the top with the same green liquid that The young martial artist had been immersed in the day before then the tests began.

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Ranma didn't know what to think. It was hard to think with most of his memories gone. He was determined to get them back though. He had to know who he was. Sure he was Ranma Saotome but there had to be more.

The techs strapped Ranma to a lot more of the complex machinery than he had been attached to before. There were tubes running in and out of his body and wires were running from every little crevice on the devises. He was given an oxygen mask again and this time they put some sort of helmet over his head. It was heavy and had just as much wires as the other things had.

The technicians left Ranma to himself and the tube descended upon him. He was sure that they wouldn't hurt him or anything. Right? It would just be a few brain waves and then its over. The green liquid came up from the floor when the tube stopped it quickly filled the small space up and was soon over Ranma's head.

The tests began.

They started off normal Ranma would sit there and he would wait while the technicians looked at the screens typing at stuff. Ranma didn't concern himself with it that kind of stuff bored him. Then pain shot up through his spine. He arched his back trying to stop the pain but it got worse he lurched forward and held his helmet covered head in agony. He had never felt this much pain ever before.

The young martial artist screamed, although it did nothing to ease the pain, he couldn't help it. Different liquids flowed in and out of his tiny body, the screams intensified. Now Ranma could be heard from outside of the plexiglass. The tests went on for about one hour all were painful and Ranma's screams carried throughout the special Canadian based facility.

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Robbie was horrified! He never would have thought that other human beings could do this to a child it was inhuman. He had to force himself not to throw up from the sickening screams coming from the boys mouth. He wanted to order them all to stop the tests but he had no authority. Only Paul Roberts did.

The tests lasted about an hour and he rushed towards the tube that Ranma's body was floating in. The technicians removed all of the devices and Robbie rushed to Ranma's side. The boy in question lye naked on the ground in a fetal position shivering. He had nearly passed out from pain.

The fact that Ranma was still conscious amazed him. Any normal human being would have collapsed from the pain nearly as soon as the tests began. Although Ranma's mind was severely fragile because of his age. He nodded to the technicians and they began prepping Ranma for the Mind wipe of today's test.

Ranma was hooked up and ready in about five minutes for the mind wipe he saw Robbie walking away from him in his time of need. Rob was his friend wasn't he? Wouldn't he make the tests stop? He didn't want to hurt anymore.

Ranma's mind began to tingle and then the world went black.

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(Ten years later <They are now speaking English>)

Sensei Matthews fell to the floor in a heap as Ranma's fist connected to his face. Matthews rolled out of the way as Ranma's leg stomped to the ground where the man in black had been moments ago. Matthews got to his feet and jumped backwards to get some space between himself and his protegee.

Ranma having anticipated this move leapt to meet the older man on the other side of the room. Ducking low and sweeping his teachers legs out from underneath him. The man fell to the floor and Ranma spun around taking a hand held knife out from his leg sheath and holding it to Matthews neck as he pinned the man to the ground.

"Do you yield Sensei?" Ranma asked in a cocky voice. Matthews checked his position to make sure if Ranma had a good hold on him and if he could break it. Matthews smiled.

"I yield." He said. "Good match Ranma."

Ranma stood up off of his sensei and turned to walk away. Matthews got up off of the floor and Ranma put his blade away. "Yeah well was there any doubt that I wouldn't win?" he asked in a cocky confidant manner.

"Don't ever get to confidant Ranma there is such a thing as over confidence you know." Ranma rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah! I know. " He said. "If you get to overconfident the battle is as good as lost. Well I don't have to worry about that Sensei. I know I'm better'n you."

Matthews smiled cockily at the teenage martial artist. If you didn't know better you would have thought that they were related. "Oh you think so do you?" He said. "Well what say I go all out and not hold anything back then?"

Ranma's Sensei got into an advanced attack stance. Ranma followed suit but in a less threatening manner. "I could beat you in my sleep old man." He said. He didn't even see Matthews until he was upon him. He had jumped up to the ceiing and pushed off his movements were so fluid that Ranma was hard pressed to defend himself.

Ranma retaliated with a hard right then a spin kick combo followed by a leg sweep and an uppercut. Mathews blocked the first punch and dodged the spin combo. He jumped over the leg sweep but the uppercut caught him napping and sent him across the room.

He fell to the ground head first but landed his hands on the smooth wooden surface and he sprung himself backwards into a crouching stance. Ranma didn't wait and rushed the elder martial artist, hitting him with a flurry of punches and kicks. Most were blocked or dodged but many still passed through the martial arts teachers defenses.

Ranma knocked him against the far wall and held his knife to his teachers throat again. "Want me to go all out now Sensei?" He asked. Matthews laughed and was about to take his student out when the door on the other side of the room opened and an older looking Robbie Cottrell peeked his head through.

"Ranma! Your being called down to lab for tests." He called. Ranma took the knife away from his instructors neck and spun it around in his hand before sheathing it on his leg. "See yah later teach. We'll finish this fight tomorrow." He said and walked to the door where his guardian stood.

Ranma joined Robbie in the hallway and they began their trek towards the lab. "Hey Rob what we got planned today?" Ranma asked.

Robbie smirked. "What does it matter? You never remember any of it anyway." He said with a somewhat sad look. Ranma didn't miss it though. He had some pretty keen senses. And could pick stuff like this up with no problem.

"Hey what's up Rob you look down." Robbie shook his head.

"It's nothing. Really" He said. Before they entered the lab. Ranma look off all of his clothes except that of his pants which were made of the same material that Sensei Matthews was. He stepped up to the large tube and the technicians hooked him up to some slightly different machinery than was usual. Though Ranma didn't know what it was all for he would forget it all as soon as the tests were complete.

Robbie walked up to Dr. Roberts who was standing with the other scientists on the observing platform. "Dr. Roberts what are they hooking Ranma up to?" He said. "That's not the usual equipment that's used."

Dr. Roberts, who's bald spot was now completely visible now that he's aged ten more years, answered Rob's question with what almost seemed to the younger scientist like anticipation. "Robbie. We are going to do to Ranma what was done to Login all those years ago."

Robbie looked at the old man horrified. *He couldn't possibly mean...* "Sir with the highest respect... Are you _Insane_!?! Ranma's just a kid. He couldn't possibly take it without going off the edge."

Dr. Roberts locked eyes with Rob. "What I do I do for the good of our nation. Ranma is more stable than Login ever was or ever could hope to be. The adamantium merger will succeed and it will go on as scheduled! Is that CLEAR!" Robbie nodded his head and stood back from Roberts.

He did not have a good feeling about this.

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The tests started off with a quick scan of Ranma's skeletal frame then the Adamantium bars in the tanks overhead shafts were heated, melted, and sent through small tubes into Ranma's body. The Adamantium was grafted to the boys skeleton by nanites that traveled with the molten alloy through the tubes.

All seemed to be going perfect with the procedure. Ranma was resting in the tube quite quietly until the adamantium entered his body and his eyes flared open. The computers began to flash warning signs everywhere. Ranma's body thrashed violently in the tube for the entire procedure. The boys eyes flared open and all of the scientists were frightened at the sight. They no longer looked human at all. The teenagers's eyes seemed to glow yellow. Many scientists knew what was going on (to a degree) and fled others were just curious and stayed.

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Ranma thought that the tests would just go by and he'd be free to spar with his teacher some more. He saw a red liquid run down the tubes that had been connected to his body it came from several tubes actually and they all traveled deep into his body. Ranma closed his eyes hoping to just rest through the whole thing. Maybe that was why he never remembered them he probably fell asleep each time.

Ranma's eyes flared open as the hot liquid entered his body. It seemed to cut into him like a knife or a _Claw_! It surrounded him through each tube the metal alloy passed bringing a pain long forgotten in his mind to the front. Like thousands of claws scratching across his body. He writhed in pain he tried to get away but he couldn't.

He was trapped in the pit _AGAIN_!!

The pain didn't stop in continued. Ranma could see all of the tiny cats surrounding him while he was bound by the fish sausage trapping him allowing him to do nothing but wait. The Agony stopped for a second and he was out of the pit. He was out of the pit but no sooner was he free from the pit than he was tossed into the jungle by the bald man. The man he couldn't put a name to the face but he hated that face more than anything.

He saw eyes in the jungle and those glowing yellow eyes jumped on him a new wave of extreme pain washed over him like an unstoppable tsunami. Tearing at his flesh at his limbs at his very soul.

It all stopped and Ranma Saotome was no more.

Ranma's eyes glowed yellow and his fists clenched menacingly. Three Claws of pure adamantium popped out from between each digit in his hands and he roared an animalistic roar that was picked up by the microphones in the tank and carried throughout the lab in an unearthly echo.

The teenage martial artist tore at the plexiglass tube that surrounded him and encased him in pain and torment. With three swipes of the adamantium claws the plexiglass shattered and the green energy enriched fluid flowed out over the electrical equipment that surrounded the tube.

Much of the equipment sparked and caught fire. Ranma leapt out of the plexiglass prison that had held him, tearing away at all of the wires and tubes that had been attached to his body. The teenage boy growled a deep throaty growl that reminded much of the fleeing scientists and technicians of a tiger or a panther. They never got very far as Ranma leapt tearing at bone, flesh, and anything that stood in his path to escape. The guards that blocked the doors ran to intercept the boy and stop him using cannons that shot plasma at him.

The plasma weapons tore at Ranma's flesh boring deep holes into him, but it was all for naught. The adamantium grafted to his skeleton prevented to much damage and his healing factor compensated for the burnt and torn flesh. The boy was upon them like a hurricane tearing at their bodies with the claws that now were permanently a part of him.

The guards tore apart like the boys claws were the hot knife and they were the butter. Their bodies practically exploded in a hail of metal and sparks. Proving that the were indeed robots. The scientists and technicians fled from the lab and locked the large eight inch thick steel blast doors in hopes that it might stop the boys insane rampage. The Weapon-X employees cowered behind the large blast door. They could hear the primal growls and roars of the test subject and the claws he bore striking against the blast doors.

They continued to back away. Some of the technicians began to run as they saw one of the boys claws pierce through. This also spurned the other technicians and the scientists to follow in their footsteps. As the horde of Weapon-X employees ran Ranma burst through what was left of the large blast doors and crouched on all fours as he stared off at the men who were responsible for his pain. His back was illuminated by the fire behind him in the lab which had now consumed the entire room and small explosions ensued in the fires wake.

Ranma broke into an all out run on all fours after the fleeing crowd who locked them selves in a room where they would hopefully be safe. They were far from safe being that they had entered the generator room which was filled with plenty of high explosives that if set off could destroy the whole facility.

Ranma's form bust through the door after shredding it to scrap metal. His claws were bared and the slaughter ensued. He sliced at one technician but the man moved away and his claws sliced through a large hydrogen generator which exploded as soon as the gas was exposed to the air.

The factory shook from the explosion and half of the factory was torn apart by the blast. All who were near died. Ranma however was sent flying out of the factory flying through the air like a flaming meteor. He landed a few miles from the factory trailing a path of destruction through the Canadian forest that surrounded the facility.

Ranma's body stopped in a clearing, close to a hiking trail. His body lay beneath the snow healing. his right hand, which was burned and torn apart by shrapnel and the blast, stuck from a pile of leaves that covered him into the cool, early, spring air.

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To be continued.

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