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Episode 8: Reversal, Here to Stay

Marcoh sat at his desk, digging through a box filled with loose papers as Ashley maintained a steady drum beat on her hands as she sat in a chair on the other side.

"So... What exactly are we looking for again?" asked the voluptuous female.

"Well, you're familiar with how each of our rider friends has a belt like device or something right?" the officer returned with a slight strain to his voice.

Ashley raised an eyebrow, "Yeah?"

"Well," his hands hit something firm, "ah, here we are." he fished out a black case and placed it down on the desk, "Of the twelve we know of, eight were created by modern human hands and of those all but two were destroyed." he looked at her, placing his hand over the case, "Do you know which two those are?"

"The one Alex uses, obviously," Ashley crossed her arms, "and the other must have belonged to those one of the psychopaths that flipped the city upside last summer."

"Wrong," Marcoh corrected her, "Alex's mother was a rider long before he was." he opened the case to reveal a driver similar to Alex's but with one slot instead of two, "This is that same belt, the lost driver of Kamen Rider Fata."

Ashley's eyes widened slightly as she hovered her hand over it feeling the device's pull. She pulled her hand back moments later than looked up to Marcoh, "Why are you showing me of all people this?"

"Because, this driver is the one key we have to locating our enemy," he told her, clasping his hands togethe, "if we can find the maker, we can put all of this to bed like some bad dream."

Ashley laughed, slipping her hands into her pockets as she slid back in her chair, "Like you expect me to know?"

"No," Marcoh told her straight, closing his eyes as he let out a sigh, "but you do know people who might. People who we currently have in custody."

"Man, I didn't sign up for this shit!" she threw her arms behind her head than slunk her shoulders over the back of her chair as she crossed her legs, "don't ya suit boys have ingeration people for that shady crap?"

"We do, but these former dopants won't crack," Marcoh explained, "Please Haze, at times like these... We need someone who understands them, who thinks the way they do."

"Oh geez," Ashley laughed, "way to lump a whole mess of people into one shit filled pile." She sat up and shook her head with a smirk, "But what can I say, you ain't exactly wrong. Fucked up people think in the same fucked up way."

"So," Marcoh raised a brow at her, "Is that a yes?"

Ashley looked up at him with a smirk on her face, "It ain't exactly a no."

{Insert Opening Theme: “Period” by Chemistry}

Alex drove down an open highway, the setting sun overhead with Shiore directly behind her. The blue hair snow girl letting out a heavy sigh as she watched the setting sun.

“Hey…” Shiore called out, her eyes refusing to look at Alex, “are you really okay with all this?”

“It’s the same as normal,” Alex said back, keeping her eyes on the road, “we track down the dopant, then defeat it before it causes too much damage.”

Shiore sucked her teeth, “too late for that don’t you think?” she glared at the girl in front of, “He already did a number on your brain.”

Alex pulled back on the break, stopping dead center in the middle of the empty highway before turning back to Shiore with a confused look on her face, “What?! The hell are you talking about?”

Shiore’s expression intensified, gesturing towards Alex’s chest and more feminine figure, “Is that really something you need to ask?”

Alex looked down, blinking some as her look of confusion faded into a look of heartbreak, “O-Oh… this bothers you that much does it?”

“I could care less about the change in esthetic,” Shiore looked away from her, hiding her own hurt expression as her heart felt like it was torn in two, “it’s your lack of caring about it that worries me.”

“I never said I didn’t care about it…” Alex let out a sigh, “I realize it’s a problem…”

Shiore looked back towards her, raising an eyebrow, “Then why lie to Sampson about it?”

“I just... “ she let out yet another sigh, hunching over and letting resting her arms on her legs, “I didn’t want to have anyone worry about me, that’s all.”

Shiore’s expression softened, slowly taking her arms and wrapping them around the girl infront of her. Alex’s eyes widened once she felt Shiore’s hand gently place itself at the top of her head, “People worry because they love you… at the very least, you should let them,” she bit her lip,, “don’t ever shut people out.. Okay?”

Alex nodded, “Yeah… you’re right…” she pulled away and got back on the bike, “For now though, we need to find this guy before he does anymore damage.” She added as she revved up her bike once again.

Shiore pulled out her gaia memory scanner, switching it on, “If he doesn’t turn you back, promise you’ll let me find another way to fix you?”

Alex laughed a little, breaking a small grin, “Promise.”

“Good,” Shiore eyed the scanner, “there’s a signal on the east end of the city. Think that might be our guy.”

Alex smirked before gunning down the road on all cylinders, “Perfect.”

Shiore let out a sigh, looking down at the scanner as she clung to the other girl, “Easy for you to say,” she thought to herself, taking in a big gulp.

---

Ashley and Marcoh followed a pair of overly muscular guards, one male the other female, down a long cell lined hallway.

"Hey Farcity," a rapid looking male with barely any meat on his bones licked his lips as the female guard passed him by, "You're looking awfully tasty tonight." he spat on his hand and slicked it back, "I'd really be liking to take a bite outta you."

Ashley glared at him while the female guard with her long black hair tied up in a bun spoke back to her, "Pay them no mind child, trash like them has no business getting to ya."

"I know," Ashley forced her eyes forward as all the male and even some of the female inmates continued to hoot and holler, "I used to be one of them, remember?"

"How could I forget," Farcity smirked, looking down to a bite mark on her arm, "your bite is meaner than the rest of them."

"Yeah well you aren't anymore," Marcoh told her as he kept his eye forward and sharpened as the came to a bulkhead steel door.

"Alright girls, here's where we keep the real loonie ones," the male guard said as he fished out a set of keys and slipped it into the heavy pad lock mounted on the door, "keep your wits close to you, cause all these ones will want to fuck with them."

A heavy clang echoed through the hall as he turned the key followed by the clatter of several tumblers before the doors slowly but surely were opened by both the muscular guards. From the sound of it, no normal person could have open it on their own.

Ashley’s eyes widened as she was greeted to several glass cells lined up in a row. She quickly regained her composure and smirked, “So… who do we start with?”

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Across town at Carter’s temporary basement apartment.

“WHAT!!” Tara screamed at the top of her lungs at Cole who stood with his ear to his phone with Tara’s hands grasping at his collar, “SUPERSTAR AND ICE QUEEN ARE ALREADY BEATING US TO THE TWISTED FUCK!!!” She pouted and crossed her arms, “That traitorous son of a…”

“Thea,” Carter called to his sister, Tara catching her attention and causing her to turn around. He raised an eyebrow, “Is now the best time?”

“Uh… n-no.. I guess not,” Tara blushed, getting a little embarrassed.

“Good, because we shouldn’t be in competition with our allies,” Carter told her, stepping forward and placing his hand on her head, “we should be helping them.”

Cole chuckled, “When did you become such a good guy?”

Carter glared at him, “I haven’t been able to be a brother for quite sometime… excuse me for wanting to make up for it.”

“R-Right…” Cole sweatdropped, “how about we get going then?” he turned to the blond girl in front of him, “Right Tara?”

Tara looked up to him and nodded, “Right!” she bolted out of the room, slamming the door behind her, “RACE YA BOTH!”

Carter blinked, turning over to Cole, “I love her… I really do.”

“I know,” Cole nodded, patting him on the back, “I do too.”

---

In the dim shroud of Crave’s bar, Desire sat at her normal spot sipping a glass of her favorite red wine. “A jester you say?” she chuckled, eyeing her amber ring, “that’s certainly an interesting choice. Sounds like you and my little one have your work cut out for you.”

A small coo echoed from the ring, Desire chuckled some more as she placed down her drink, “I know, you can handle it yourself.” The ring cooed once more, the blue succubus like dopant raising an eyebrow, “What makes you think I can’t handle things here?” she smirked as the door to the front chimed and Vince came through.

“Phone call?” he asked as he slipped off his jacket.

Desire slipped her amber ring off and slipped it into her sleeve, “Something like that.”

“Secretive as always,” he groaned, going behind the bar and grabbing himself a bottle of whiskey. He unscrewed the cap and took a quick swig, “What’s the word on this new henchman of yours?”

“Oh he’s doing wonders,”Desire retained her smirk, running her finger along the rim of her glass, “about half the town has been flipped upside down, and that meddlesome Subject X should no longer pose the threat he used to… or rather…” she narrowed her gaze at Vince, “the threat that she use to be.”

Vince looked at her and raised an eyebrow, “So he’s a chick now?” he laughed, “I don’t quite see how that makes a difference in his capabilities.”

“Oh dear Vincent,” Desire laughed, getting up as she made her appearance change, growing shorter with shoulder length blond hair and sharp blue eyes, “you shouldn’t worry about such trivial things.” She smirked as she got up close to him, completely her change once she looked exactly like Vincent’s late younger sister, “Need I remind you of what the end goal is once again?”

Vince dropped the bottle, shivering some as he forced himself to look away, “How many times have I told you… of all the people to change into… that one is off limits!” he began to snarl.

“Oh dearest Vincent,” she cooed, running her hand down his face to his chin, bringing his head up so that his eyes met her’s, “I thought this was what you wanted…” she inched herself closer to him, whispering in an overly seductive tone, “Wasn’t it you who told me once, that all that you needed was the love of your sweet little sister?”

Vince quivered, inching himself closer as well, “Y-Yes…”

“Well I’m right here…” she spoke once again, now mimicking Sarah’s voice as well, “I want you to hold me, just like you’ve dreamed… big brother.”

---

Now in the dead of night, Inverse darted across the road as several patrols chased after him. “Geez, when will this fucks learn that they just don’t stand a chance?” he cackled as he froze several water particles in the air before chucking them a series of fire hydrants that lined the street.

“ATTENTION! FUGITIVE” one of the officers shouted from his car via a megaphone as his partner drove the road, “IF YOU DO NOT STAND DOWN WE WILL HAVE NO OTHER CHOICE BUT TO YOU FORCE!”

Inverse smirked, “By all means big boys,” he cackled as each of the fire hydrants exploded around the cop cars, disbursing steam around them which froze into a solid block of ice with a single snap of Inverse’ fingers.

A female cop on the other side of the block slammed hard on the breaks, sucking her teeth as she grabbed her radio, “This is Officer Claire Elsman, car 4219” she declared into the radio, “Sammy do you read me?”

“Loud and clear,” Sampson spoke back, coughing just a bit, “what’s your status?”

“All down Downsview has been frozen solid,” she explained to him, “five squad cars trapped inside sir. Requesting back up.”

“Roger, our specialists she be arriving soon,” Sampson told her, “hang tight, do not pursue any further. Understood?”

“Yeah I got it,” she let out a sigh and shut the radio off, “Geez, just what the hell are these specialists thinking letting the city go to shit like this?”

Back on the other side of the block, Inverse stood to admiring his work while letting out a satisfied sigh, “If I were an art critic, I’d put this in a museum.” He laughed than huffed, “Though admittedly, it does get boring when chaos is so easy to commit.” He kicked a bit of dirt then turned to walk away, “is there no one out there daring enough to challenge my work?”

“How about you look right in front of you!” Shiore called to him as she and Alex road up on the X-Cyclone, Shiore hoping of and staring him down, “But first, you can change my friend back to normal while you still live.”

Alex gasped, raising an eyebrow at Shiore as she shut of her bike, “Friend?” she thought to herself, “That’s a word I didn’t expect from her.”

“Ah yes, now things have gotten interesting.” Inverse chuckled as he balled up his fists, “Fine, I’ll accept your terms and do as you say. But only if you can catch me, got that?”

Shiore narrowed her gaze pulled out her gaia memory as her driver materialized around her waist before hitting the button below the label of her memory, “YUKI!” it screamed as she slammed it into her driver, switching it into its active position. “YUKI!”

A blizzard roared over Shiore, breaking away as she stood sword drawn in her standard samurai esc white rider form, “Deal.”

Within a single blink of an instant, Shiore darted over to Inverse who merely stood there with open arms waiting for her. “As expected… this is going to be a fun ride.”

{End of Part A}
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{Start of Part B}

In a white room in the back of the police station, Ashley sat table length across from a man in his mid thirties who was wearing a blue prison jumpsuit with his brown hair cut short. His hazel eyes looking at her warmly with a calm grin. A file lay in front of Ashley with a plate of cookies between her and the man.

“So, Roy Lawrence was it?” she asked him, raising an eyebrow as she began to look through the file.

The man nodded, “Correct.”

“Reasons for being convicted, arson,” she looked him over, “but that isn’t the whole story is it?” she closed the file and slipped it away, “Look, the may have wiped your file clean but I know who you are,” she narrowed her gaze, “Flame.”

Roy held his hands up, “You’ve caught me officer, I’m was once a monster. But that’s all in the past, all I want to do is serve my time.”

“Fair enough, I was much the same not too long ago,” she clasped her hands together, placing them on the table before leaning forward, “I had a feeling you were a reasonable man by looking at you, that’s why I just came here to ask a few questions.”

“Alright then,” he grinned softly before gesturing towards her, “ask away.”

“You transformed into Flame using a gaia memory,” she jumped right to the point, “we wanna know where you got it.”

“Gaia memory, so that’s what they’re called?” he looked at her, “I’m guessing you’re familiar with them then?”

“I’ve used one, I too was a monster along side you,” she glared at him, “now tell me where you got the damn thing.”

“Ah, I see,” Flame raised an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair, “But if you had one yourself, wouldn’t you know where they all came from?”

“NO! OKAY!” She snapped at him, slamming her fists down on the table, “I was conned into it! A shitty friend of mine got it and told me to steal shit for him! That’s it!” she began to shiver, holding her head as she looked down to the the floor, “I’m just trying to get myself out… okay?!”

Roy’s expression softened, once he saw that the girl’s tears were now hitting the table. “Sorry, I didn’t me to upset you,” he let out a sigh, taking one of the cookies and biting into it, “Truth is I know just about as much as you do. A guy came up to me on the street, told me he’d pay me, then once I ended up here I lost all contact with him. The number he gave me was shut off and everything, like he disappeared into thin air.”

Ashley’s eyes widened, turning her attention upward to look Roy in the eye, “And… you're sure about this?” she sniffled some as she wiped her eyes.

Roy nodded, “I have no reason to lie, which is why you won’t get any more information out of me. Simply put, it just doesn’t exist.”

“Okay…” she gulped as she got up and gathered up the files and made her way out, “Sorry for wasting your time.”

“Oh it wasn’t a waste at all,” Roy chuckled, “not many people here treat me like a human being. You were the first in a long time. Though I wonder…” he let out a sigh, leaning back in his chair once again, “can any of us dopants really go back to being human?”

“Human is just a word,” Ashley balled her hand into a fist, “figure out what it means for yourself.”

With that, she opened the door and slammed it behind her. Firmly slapping her hand on her face as she slumped into the door.

“So?” Marcoh called to her as he stood with his hand on the frame of the door, “anything?”

Ashley shook her head, “Nothing,” she eyed a glass cell that contained a muscle bound man in a ragged jumpsuit, his black head of hair shaved off into a buzzcut, “What about him?”

“I wouldn’t waste your time,” Marcoh glared at the man in cell, “anything that comes out of his mouth isn’t worth the time.”

Ashley blinked, looking over to Marcoh with a raised brow, “You seem rather ticked at him… what did he do?”

“He sent Alex’s mother to the grave,” he told her simply, “that’s all I care to say on that.”

“So, who else is left?” Ashley asked.

“Come,” Marcoh guided her down the hall to a bulkhead door, following the light hum of an off key melody. He came to the door and casually slid open a small letter box sized slit, “Speak as you wish, she won’t be able to hear you from here.”

Ashley looked into the slit to see a plain white room with a single chair in the center of it. On that chair was a woman with long ratter purple hair who had been tied to it by the straight jacket that restrained it.

“Geez,” Ashley shivered, “does no one give this woman conditioner?”

“Mikey…” she sang between humming, “my sweet little Mikey… who was it that took you away from me?”

---

Back downtown, Inverse was thrown into a nearby building, debris scattering everywhere as a pair of Shiore’s ice clones formed around him. The white rider descended onto a stray pillar in her upgraded Shira form, the crescent moon on her chest slightly fuller than the last time she fought in that state as she gripped her twin chained swords and stared down the rouge dopant.

“I’m putting an end to this little game of yours,” she snarled at him, “right now!”

Alex roared down the street on the X-Cyclone, already in Star Runner form gritting her teeth, “At this rate she’s gonna kill him.”

“YO! Super Star!” Tara called out as she glided down and matched Alex’s pace, “Saw the crash from above, Ice Queen go loco?”

Alex nodded, “You could say that.”

Tara’s ear perked up, turning over to look at Alex, “Did your voice get higher?”

“Is that really important right now?” Alex retorted.

“Fair enough,” Tara turned her gaze forward again, “I’ll speed ahead and cover her.” she threw in before gunning on the throttle of her glider and soaring forward at a speed that broke the sound barrier with relative ease.

“Hopefully that bought some time,” Alex gulped before speeding ahead herself.

Back over by Shiore and Inverse, Shiore recklessly slammed her fist down on the armored wolf head that now made up her driver and pumped it forward three times, “SHIRA! MAXIMUM DRIVE!”

Shiore gripped both her swords as well over one hundred ice blades split off from them, “Frozen Tombstone,” she snarled before thrusting her blades forward at Inverse, hurling all of her conjured blades at the dopant who had currently been struggling to pick himself up.

Inverse cracked his neck forward, smirking as the blade flew at him. The second before they were bound to make contact he clapped his hands together resulting in each ice blade to change into highly pressurized steam that erupted outward instead of stabbing inward, knocking Shiore backward as Tara flew down to catch her.

“Dammit,” Shiore coughed as she squinted to try and see through the mist, “of all the…”

“Hey, you’re still alive right?” Tara forced a chuckle to lighten the move.

Shiore looked up and glared at Tara, pushing her away as she regained her footing, “Exactly, and so is he.”

As the mist cleared Shiore readied her blades, wincing some as she felt a sharp pain in her left arm, “Come on, where the hell are you!” she gritted her teeth and scanned the area.

Before the smoke could completely clear, a loud drilling noise shout out from below her. The ice rider quickly looked down with a gasp as Inverse spun out from the ground beneath her in a drilling motion.

“RURURU!” He cackled as he shot up behind her, ready to jab her with one of his open hands which were currently as sharp as blade.

“FIRE BREATHER!” A voice roared from Inverse’s side, Cole’s Rock Smasher coming in at the last second to smack Inverse across the road to Carter who stood charging a massive fire ball, “CATCH!” On cue, Carter formed his hands close together and shot the fire ball upward into Inverse’s flight bath.

Inverse’s heart skipped a beat, then regained his smirk. With a snap of his fingers the fireball changed into water allowing him to phase into it unharmed. This however caused a smirk to appear on Cole’s own masked face.

“Not so fast slick,” Cole slapped Shiore on the shoulder, “You’re up freezer,” he said before leaping into the air smasher in hand while Inverse was still in the ball of water. Shiore acted fast, quickly pulling one of her kunai and hurling it at the ball of water causing it to freeze upon contact with Inverse still partially inside. “Perfect.”

Cole pulled his gaia memory out from his driver, then slammed it into the head of his smasher as the blade flipped around for axe mode. “ROCK! MAXIMUM DRIVE!”

“Batter up!” Cole called out eagerly before giving the block of ice and good hard smack into the ground with his axe, rupturing the ground some on impact.

Upon contact with the ground, the block of ice shattered along with several of Inverse’ bones. Without missing a beat, Tara whipped out her flail and after a few good spins formed a twister that flew over to Inverse and acted as a cage to trap him inside.

“I think we can wrap this up,” Cole held his hand up to Shiore awaiting a high five, “Don’t you?”

"Not yet,” Shiore narrowed her gaze at the dopant, stepping towards him before chucking a kunai into each of his wrists and ankles.

“GAH!” Cried inverse as the blades ran themselves into his flesh.

“We had a deal,” Shiore glared at him, “now act on it.”

---

Ashley paced around the bound purple haired woman whose constantly rolled from side to side, her neck contorting in an unnatural fashion as she did so.

“Zix Crater,” Ashley glared to her finally making a paused in front of the former dopant, “or would you prefer I call you Major?”

“Mikey…” Zix muttered under her breath, “my dearest Mikey… they said you ran away…”

Ashley gritted her teeth, “SHUT YOUR BABBLING!” she slammed her fist against the wall, the clearly messed up woman tilting her head up with a raised brow, “You might have fooled them, but I know what you really are.” She dug into her pocket and pulled out a familiar looking gaia memory, a dull purple one with a large M formed with two crescent moons, “So tell me, just where exactly did you get this from?”

Zix just stared at her, her head falling back as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, “Sparkie sparkie for my Mikey…”

“Fine,” Ashley grunted as she stormed passed Zix and headed over to the door, slipping the memory into her back pocket, “Stay here and rot for all I care.”

Ashley’s ear perked up once she heard the ruffling of fabric. She turned back to Zix only to find her scratching the back of her leg with her foot.

“Mikey…” her eyes began to space themselves apart, “my leggy itches…”

Ashley sucked her teeth then stormed out of the room, “Mindless dolt,” she commented before slamming the door behind her.

Once she was gone, Zix recentered her eyes and sighed, “Finally…” she then took her right foot and ran it up her left pant leg, clenching her toes around something as if she was grabbing onto an object, “thought that brat would never leave.”

---

Downtown, while the police were cleaning up the scene, Alex finally reached the others and darted towards them cancelling her transformation in the process. Cole and Carter’s eyes widened slightly upon seeing her while Tara’s jaw hit the ground.

“Shiore wait!” she called to her, “he doesn’t deserve this!”

“SHUT IT!” Shiore snapped at her, all the other riders falling silent as she stared the dopant. She narrowed her gaze before aiming her blade at his throat, “Now fix him… like you promised!”

Inverse looked at her for a good long while then after a while of silence a small cackled broke from his lips, “You think I ever had any intention of doing that?” he spat up a bit of his own blood, “Even if I could, what purpose would it serve me?”

Shiore’s eyes shot open, “What did you say?”

Inverse cackled, holding his still contact gaia memory in his hand, “What I’m saying is, that boyfriend of yours is stuck like that!”

Shiore snarled, grabbing her swords tightly together before thrusting them down hard onto Tara’s wind cage in an attempt to break through it to end Inverse once and for.

“SHIORE!” Alex grabbed her by the waist, going for her driver and breaking her transformation by force. She then threw her to the ground, holding her there to look her in the eye, “How many times must I tell you! He isn’t worth it!”

Shiore panted, looking into Alex’s eyes before looking over to Inverse then back to the girl above her. Her eyes finally steadied, narrowed as she met the other girl’s gaze, “Fine,” she said coldly before shoving Alex off her, “have it your way then.” She climbed to her feet, her left arm hurting once again as she stood up. The snow girl instinctively holding it with her right hand.

“Shiore, wait,” Alex called to her, going for her right shoulder and touching it with one finger before his comrade violently pulled herself away.

“FORGET IT!” She gritted her teeth together as she began to shake, “I’m going home… so just forget it.” Alex’s hand fell to her side, her heart sinking as she watched Shiore leave.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Tara let out a small whistle, “Geez, she’s more butt hurt about this whole thing than you are.” She looked to Alex.

“Just let her be,” Alex let out a sigh before turning to Inverse, “we should focus on getting him behind bars.”

“Excuse me,” Officer Elsman cleared her throat as she came up to them from her patrol car, “with all due respect, we at the police department appreciate what you all do for us.” She looked at them all as a street lamp fell to her side, “But just ONCE do you think you could take down one of these nut jobs without leveling half the city?!”

Alex blushed, scratching the back of her head as she forced an awkward laugh as police sirens filled the air, “Uh… we’ll try better next time?”

---

Back at the prison, Ashley let out a heavy sigh as she grabbed her bag, “Sorry I couldn’t get anything out of them… guess I’ll need to find another way to work off my hours huh?”

“That’s perfectly alright,” Marcoh told her, “you did all that you could, it’s not your fault they’re all impossible to get information out of.”

Ashley shot a tired glared up to him, “And you are just patronizing me?”

“Of course not,” Marcoh went to place a hand on her shoulder, only to startled suddenly by a large crash that shook the entirety of the prison.

Ashley and Marcoh both gulped, looking down the hallway towards the cells were the crash came from. The roar of a beast echoed from within followed by gunshots before finally before ended by the screech of sharp claws on metal.

Without thinking, Marcoh and Ashley both darted down the hall to the dopant containment room. Their eyes shot open as all the glass cells were shattered open with their occupant torn apart inside. Ashley shook as she slowly turned to the thick bulkhead door that had contained Zix which had now been torn open from the inside. She frantically searched her hand through her back pocket for the Major memory she had used as leverage only to come up with nothing but a bus token and lint. The memory was gone.

A stray week cough caught Marcoh’s attention, he looking over to find Farcity on the floor covered in her own blood and slashed across the throat. He quickly went to her side, using his sleeve to try and stop the bleed, “Farcity, what happened here?” he spoke to her, trying his best to remain calm but still finding himself shaking.

“The… prisoner…” Farcity muttered weakly, gasping for air.

Marcoh placed a finger to her lips, “Don’t talk, just… do your best to show me…” he took in a big gulp. Farcity quivered, beginning to become pale as she pointed upwards. Marcoh followed the gesture to the ceiling to find a massive hole torn open where three feet of steel and cement used to be. He reached for his radio and took in a big gulp before speaking, “Attention all units… we have a breach… emergency medical team requested at central prison block.”

High above the city clinging to one of its tallest skyscrapers, a large violet humanoid bear in black demonic armor cackled as it stared down to the unsuspecting masses below.

“Oh my dearest Mikey,” Zix’s voice sang from the beast’s jaws, “soon we shall have our revenge,” she gripped an assortment of files in her claws, “just you wait… little brother.”

{Insert Ending Theme: “Blood Teller” by Faylan}

Next time on Kamen Rider Ultimate Xtreme
Time in prison has given Zix the chance to think things over, and now that she’s free she has only one thing on her mind.

With Shiore isolating herself from everyone, and Alex trying to juggle several issues at once is there even a hope at stopping the bloodthirsty monster now on the prowl?

All will be decided when Kamen Rider Ultimate Xtreme continues in
Episode 9: The Major’s Revenge
Yuki, won’t you let anyone in?