Ranma "Wonderboy" Saotome

The Horned Reaper snorted as he looked down upon of the form of the human. A small male with a woman's hairstyle dressed in a garish silken shirt the color of freshly split blood. Not the most impressive specimen he'd ever seen, but he'd have to do. Looked to be in decent condition, and with that kind of shirt, probably of noble birth. Maybe the little shit was a knight-in-training...

"Wake up!" the Reaper growled, striking the youth none too gently in the side with one of his cloven hooves.

"Just another minute, pop..." the human grunted, rolling up into a ball.

Horny snorted and this time kicked him for real. The human, impressively, rolled with the blow and ended up on his feet, a scowl on his face, looking rather confused and disoriented.

Horny grinned as the young male's eyes locked on him. This is usually where they screamed.

This human, charged him.

Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken!

The Reaper, honestly enough had not expected this. There were few mortals capable of besting a Reaper in combat, and even fewer who could do it bare handed.

The young man struck him in the stomach with a flurry of powerful punches. Powerful enough in fact that the Reaper grunted slightly. The lad has some power! Last time a human had struck him with unarmed blow like that, he was mopping up the final remnants of a monastic order!

For a moment, he wondered if the boy was a monk in training, but the presence of a full head of hair, and his expensive shirt dissuaded that idea. Lad also seemed to be a foreigner. Looked like one of those Samurai who tended to pop up every now and again. No, defiantly not a monk.

Pulling back, the boy looked at his hand in shock. This interested the Reaper. The boy looked confused. This amused horny. While the boy was strong, and quick, had seemed to be surprised that he could not take on once such as a Reaper.

He would be taught.

Keeping his scythe's blade closed, as not to accidentally eviscerate his only way out of this accursed tomb, horny struck using his weapon as a weighted staff.

He grinned as the youth deftly dodged every one of his blows. Lad was fast, but he still could not help but notice the growing look of shock and panic on the young man's face.

With a vicious, fang filled grin, he struck the boy in the chest, sending him flying into the wall before bouncing off and hitting the ground with a loud thud.

For a moment, Horny blanched. Oh crap! Humans were pitifully fragile creatures. He hoped he didn't just kill this one!

The Reaper actually held in a sigh of relief as the boy wobbled back to his feet.

The fight was on...