>     "HA!  The fool!  They're all fools!  So easy to read.  So easy 
>to enter.  So easy to patronize!"
>     A lone figure looks down upon the city of Nerima.  One figure 
>which should not exist.  One figure who's laugh will forever be 
>etched into the mind of the one without a name.
>     "These people are so gullible…*
>     The figure looks up at the stars.
>     *Why do I even bother with them…*
>
>     "Sorry sir, but you'll have to turn your car around and…and…"  
>The guard looked at the man in the car.  "SIR!" the guard squeaked.  
>"Sir!  I didn't…"  The guard turned to his partner.  "OPEN THE GATE! 
>  Sorry about th…"
>     "Save it…" the man said, then drove into the compound.
>     "Who was that?" his partner asked.
>     "It was the boss…" he answered.
>
>     "How's the test subject?" a man wearing a very expensive suit 
>asked a man in a lab coat.
>     "You mean ReH1a?  It's doing quite well.  It can take a grenade 
>and just shrug it off," the man in the lab coat answered.  "It was 
>too bad Reston didn't send the report before he died.  It would have 
>made the…"
>     "I don't care about details, I just want to know if it's what 
>we expected!" the man in the suit barked.
>     "Sorry, sir.  ReH1a is actually better than in the initial 
>report.  I'll have a full report on it in one week…"
>     "I need it by tomorrow…"
>     "…um…yes, sir…"
>
>     "Humans…what a fragile breed…what a stupid race…" a being 
>talked to itself will viewing the Earth from a distant place.
>     The moon.
>     "Why do I toy with them?  I should just get the planet ready 
>for take over…"  The being stood up.  "I feel so weak in this body…" 
>  A human figure stepped into the light of the sun.  Not wearing 
>anything but a ragged shirt and a pair of shorts.  "These humans 
>aren't very strong…"  The human figure walked forward a few steps.  
>Standing in one of the moon's many craters, the figure dropped.  
>Dead.
>     *Maybe the next will be stronger.*
>     A body laying next to the one that just dropped stood up.
>     "No difference…THESE DAMN HUMANS ARE USELESS!"
>     One by one, each of the thirty or so bodies in a crater stood 
>then dropped.  Then the next body stood then dropped.
>     *Damn freakin' humans!  I need a strong body to fight that one. 
>  All these are too weak!  If I could only get a Sayain body, then I 
>could walk freely among the humans without notice.*
>     Out of the crater came a glowing, floating gaseous orb.
>     *Wait a second…*
>     The orb went back into the crater.  A second later, a body 
>climbed out of it.  The body sat on the lunar landscape in a 
>meditated state.  After ten seconds, the body raised it's head and a 
>large grin came across it's face.
>     "And he saves me the trouble of hiding the tail…"
>
>     "Hello everyone.  I've called this meeting…  Kamiya-san, 
>where's Mikami-san?"
>     "Oh, he not come today, Mester Trent."
>     "And why not?"
>     "He after the one."
>     "Then he's dead.  As I was saying…"
>     "No he not!  The one be weak now!  Affected by Weakness 
>Moxibustion!"
>     "Even in his weakest state he can be lethal…"  A new member of 
>the circle spun his chair to face Kamiya.
>"Let me make myself totally clear, White Umbrella doesn't need your 
>services, Sakaki, you just make it easier.  Don't push your luck."
>     "Jackson, he's right, let's just move on," Sidney said.
>     Trent looked around at the group.  Jackson was sitting beside 
>Sidney.  Across from Sidney was Kamiya.  To Kamiya's right was an 
>empty seat.  Mikami's.  Sakaki was on Kamiya's left.  Between 
>Jackson and the empty seat was the European "boys".  A man and a 
>woman.  They never did much.  Trent sat across from them.  Beside 
>Trent was a seat for the boss.
>     "Ok, let's get back to business."  As Jackson spoke, he rubbed 
>his mustache.
>     "As you were saying, Trent."  Sidney took a sip of his tea.
>     "I called you all here to discuss him.  We have a very 
>important shipment of the DNA in Japan, but unfortunately, he's 
>there."  As Trent spoke, he never changed his posture, his tone, 
>anything.  That drived them all mad.
>     "We could have a distraction.  I'll send my people into town 
>and start tarring it apart."
>"That won't work, Sakaki.  He doesn't know you're part of us right 
>now.  He wouldn't give a damn what happens to the people of Nerima.  
>All he does is find a town to sleep for the night, scout out the 
>facility, then take it down.  He'd just let the local authorities 
>deal with your little monsters."
>"There must be some way to get at him…"
>     "No there isn't.  He has no family.  No friends.  He's alone in 
>this world.  He doesn't care about anyone, and no one cares about 
>him…"
>
>     He sat in the stands.  What a week.  He finds out that he has 
>to go to Japan.  Then he has to get his car.  After that he…  After 
>that he went to the restaurant…  Then he ate…  Then he saw her…  
>Then he left…  Gone to the factory and hid the shipment then back to 
>the restaurant…  Then stayed with her…  Talked to her…  Told her 
>about his past…  Then Ryoko and Ryouga came and he beat them up then 
>that damn Moxibustion thing then back to the restaurant…  Then he 
>woke up…  Then she told him about the chart…  Then Ranma, Ryoko and 
>he went to Shampoo's where they met Mousse and Cologne and they 
>decided to have the tournament thing then they went back to the 
>restaurant…  Then they all walked to the school…  Then the assassin 
>came along and then they got to the tent and sat down…
>     *Oh just stop it…you know you like her.  Just admit it…*
>     But he couldn't.  He'd managed to put aside all emotions since…
>     *You have to get over that.  How would you know.  How could you 
>know?  She would want you to get on with your life.  Don't spend 
>your days alone.*
>     "SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!"
>     He shot up in his seat, jumped up, went through the roof of the 
>tent, somersaulted, landed with style, and ran off.
>
>"Um…looks like my dream stirred him up a bit…"  A figure in the 
>shadows watched as a man in a large black coat ran done the street.
>
>     He ran for about a mile then stopped.
>     "What the hell am I doing…  I did this once before…"
>     He remembered a time when he was running for what seemed like 
>days.  He had picked up the body of his friend.  It's funny almost.  
>It wasn't until that moment that he realized he loved her.  He had 
>picked her up in his arms and held her tight.  Then, for the first 
>and last time, he spoke the words 'I love you'.  He'd never said 
>that to another.  He never had said it ever.  Until that moment, he 
>had no idea what true love feels like.  He ran.  He ran half-way 
>across Nevada before he collapsed of dehydration.
>     "Running from your feelings doesn't work."
>     *Go back to the tournament.  Win he tournament.  Get the chart. 
>  Get cured.  Go and remove all traces of Umbrella for Japan.  Go 
>stick it to the high circle.  Destroy Umbrella.  Then, if you still 
>have feelings for her, tell Ukyou how you really feel.*
>     He returned to the tent.
>     *Pat, please forgive me…*