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Xtreme Act 5: Episode 35 The Major's Revenge

Alex sat on a stool in a freshly cleaned hospital room, his eyes following the light that was being shown in them by a doctor of japanese descent. Sampson stood beside the doctor, with Cole and Ashley sitting patiently on set of chairs off to the side.

"Well doc, what do you think?" Sampson asked, his arms crossed as he gave a good look at the boy in front of him, "Is he gonna be alright?"

"Oh yes, all the effects of the dopant's attacks have seemed to have faded," the doctor said with a nod, "Just like a bad cold."

"So, Inverse was just spewing a lot of crap about it being permanent?" Alex asked as his eyes adjusted from the exposure to light, holding closed for a moment out of reflex.

"Looks like it," Sampson smiled, messing up the boy's hair a bit, "good to have you back to normal kid."

"Kind of a shame though, you did make such a useless lesbian," Ashley teased him, "Now, you're just useless."

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Alex called out, rubbing his eye.

"That as a girl your incompetence was cute, but as a guy its just sad," Ashley teased him some more, sticking her tongue out at him.

Alex's face flushed bright red, balling his hand into a fist, "Why I outta!"

"Dude, she's messing with you!" Cole laughed, raising a hand in Ashley's defense.

"I know, I just... Feel personally attacked," Alex crosses his arms with a pout.

Ashley smirked and raised a brow, "Wounded even?"

Alex glared at her, "Hurt... Ash."

"Well, as fun as hearing the two of you bicker is, I gotta get going," Cole stretched as he got up, "Gordon, make sure Alex gets home safe?"

Sampson nodded with a grin, "Sure thing Cole."

"Say hi to Tara for me," Ashley waved as Cole went over to the door.

"Will do," Cole waved back as he headed out, making sure the door was closed behind him.

Alex paused for a moment, gawking at Sampson as he cocked up his brow, "Since when were you two on a first name basis?"

"Don't we have more pressing matters Alex?" Sampson looked at him, raising a brow of his own, "I already have Marcoh working double time trying to track that mad woman down."

"Yeah... Major..." Alex slumped back on his stool, "Shiore wasn't able to find her on her scanner, so its possible she hasn't made any moves yet."

"This is all my fault," Ashley let out a sigh, smacking herself in the head, "I shouldn't have walked in there with her memory in hand. It was stupid, and know we're all in deep shit for it."

"Whats done is done Ms Haze, there's no point in beating ourselves up about it," Sampson told her, placing his hand on her shoulder, "We'll find her, and we'll put her behind bars where she belongs."

"I know... But... What about the other prisoners, the ones she brutalized?" Ashley asked, "I spoke to a few of them, they weren't completely evil... They didn't deserve what she did to them."

"They were marred up.. but they should recover with time," Sampson spoke, being able to feel a glare from Alex.

"Does that include Walker?" Alex asked bluntly, clenching the leg of his pants.

“What’s done is done, Alex,” Sampson told him, giving the boy a good look in the eye, “I thought we went over that.”

“I know… we did, but it still pisses me off the think about him,” Alex huffed, hanging his head. “I won’t forgive him, I never will.”

(Insert Opening Credit Sequence - “Alones” by Aqua Timez)

Far across town, in the dimly lit shroud of the bar Devil’s Nest, Ms Seraphina sat sipping a tall glass of wine under candle light. A figure moves in the shadows behind her, Ms Seraphina simply smirking as she finishes the last sip of her drink.

“Well,” she calls out to the shadows, “are you going to come in, or just stand there gawking at me?”

With a click of her heel, Zix emerges from the shadows with a stone cold glare on her face and her Major gaia memory gripped tightly in her hand.

“Bring out your dogs Desire,” Zix snarls at her, “all of them.”

Seraphina raises her hand, “It looks like you caught me.” She snaps her fingers, “You heard her, come out all of you.”

On cue, Vince emerge from behind the bar followed by the Harpy and Glave both in their dopant forms. Zix scans the trio with her eyes, sucking her teeth before locking eyes once again with Serpahina.

“I said all of them,” she narrowed her gaze, “where is Fury?”

“You mean you don’t know?” Seraphina's gaze softened, like a mother looking at a child who’s puppy just died, “He was killed, by those Kamen Riders.”

“Figures,” Zix sucks her teeth again, “fine… guess I’ll just take care of those pests myself. Fury being gone only means I have one life left to take after all.” She went to leave, but Glave and Harpy blocked the door.

“Not one more step Zix,” Vince glared at her, “See we have personal business with the riders ourselves. We can’t just have you chopping their heads off as you please.”

“Oh?” Zix glared at him, cracking her neck to reveal her memory connect on her collarbone before holding up her gaia memory, “Then just try to stop me.”

“MAJOR!” the memory cried out, Zix ramming it into her skin as it transformed her into the form of a large humanoid bear.

“HARPY! GLAVE!” Vince barked to the feathered beast and the male covered in serrated blades, “RESTRAIN HER!”

Before Harpy or Glave could so much as move muscle, Major conjured bright violet energy around her claws before cleaving both of their throats, the two falling to the ground before turning to dust without a trace of them remaining.

“Well… do you have anything else to say?” Major glared back to Vince, who stood frozen in place. Vince fell silent, Major returning to her form as Zix after pulling her memory out from her neck, “Just as I thought.” She cracked open the door and stepped out, “Well, I will be going to pay those riders a visit. Goodnight, Vince.”

Without a single word more, Zix slammed the door which snapped Vince back to his senses. He slapped his driver onto his waist before proceeding to pull his Crave Gaia Memory out, only for Seraphina to hold his hand out to block his path.

“No… let her go,” she told him simply.

“Why?!” He barked, shooting his arm around to the dust that remained of his comrades, “She just butured Harpy and Clave! You expect me to just sit here and do nothing?!”

Seraphina turned her head to look him in the eye, her face shifting to a spitting image of Sarah’s, Vince jumping back as a result. “If you still wish to get what you want, then you will know this hill is not one worth dying on. This is her grave, not yours.”

Vince grumbled only for a moment, balling his hand into a fist, “Fine… have it your way.”

Seraphina simply smirked, “Oh believe me I will.” she told him as if it were a matter of fact, gazing at an image of Cole inside her amber ring “I always do.”

---

Cole walked down a somewhat deserted sidewalk as he strolled along Ardent’s downtown core. He held a plastic bag in his hand all while having a smile on his face. This changed after a moment when he spotted Kat, pouting on a bus stop and kicking at the ground.

“Kat?” He asked with a raised brow as he came up to her, “Something wrong?”

“No.. it’s just…” she wacked her head on the steel pole marking the bus stop, “I lost my bus fare like an idiot. Now I don’t know how I’m gonna get home.”

“Oh.. I see…” he fished in his pocket and managed to find a quarter along with a two dollar coin. “I gotta a spare toonie and a quarter I could spot you. That should be just enough for one way.”

Kat’s face lit up, pressing her hand against her chest in a dainty manor as she sniffled a bit, “Oh Cole.. you’d do that for me?” She asked as she wiped her eye a bit.

“Yeah, of course,” he smiled at her, “Friends help friends after all, right?”

“Oh thank you!” she shot up to her feet, taking the change as she hugged him before kissing him on the cheek. “You’re the best, I love you!” She cheered, kissing him on the cheek before nuzzling into his face.

“It’s not that big a deal.. And settle down there,” He managed an awkward bit of laughter as he pulled her off him, setting her down firm on the ground, “I’m in a committed relationship you know.”

“Oh yes, miss Flywheels,” Kat grinned with a giggle, batting her at Cole as a bus rolled up to the curb, “and how is she doing these days?”

“Not bad, she should be out with family right about now,” he pointed at the bus doors as they opened, “and that should be your ride.”

“We always have such bad timing, don’t we?” Kat pouted, placing her hand on the door of the bus. “When are we gonna get a chance to talk things out?”

“Not now,” Cole laughed as he guided her onto the bus, “I’ll see you at school, okay?”

The doors closed, Kat smiling at him and waving to him. Cole in turned let out a huff before waving back to her only for her to in turn blow him a kiss as the bus drove off.

Cole sighed and shook his head, “How many times do I gotta tell that girl that no mean no?” He huffed as he continued on his way. The thought continued to loom in his mind, resulting in him letting out a groan as he fished out his cell phone and brought up Tara’s number. “I gotta talk to Tara about this.” He declared as he hit the call button and brought the phone to his ear.

It wrung only twice and, at a carnival across town, Tara picked up the phone by a street lamp just as Carter knocked down a stack of cans with a baseball.

“Hey Rocky, what’s up?” she sang, “Thought you were going to see the Ice Queen after the hospital?”

“I’m on my way there now my Hurricane,” Cole told her, “you gotta minute? I need to talk with you about something.”

“Is Kat still flirting with you?” Tara asked him out right.

Cole gulped, beginning to sweat, “Y-You know about that?”

“Um, duh?” Tara laughed, “The girl isn’t exactly subtle, like a ninja with bells on.”

“So, you aren’t concerned?” Cole asked, “You know I’m faithful right?”

“Yep and yep Rocky,” Tara sang as Carter knocked down another pile of cans. “Besides, if she anything with you I’ll clock her in the head. How does that sound?”

Cole laughed nervously, a bead of sweat running down his forehead, “Could we not resort to violence when possible?”

“What, I’m an eagle that marks her territory. Anyone who comes knocking over my rock is just asking for it, I don’t care if it’s a boy or a girl.” Tara boasted, Carter making his way over with a large pink teddy bear. “I gotta go, just keep that in mind okay my sweets?”

“I will, love you,” Cole let out a sigh of relief.

“Love you too, gotta go bye,” she blew a kiss into the phone before hanging up and shoving it away. “Yay! It’s so cute!” She squealed before hugging the giants stuffed animal before ripping it from her brother’s arms, her upper body melting into the fuzziness.

Carter blinked, “You don’t have a problem with it being pinkie? Isn’t that… kind of cliche?”

“Cuteness overrides gender stereotypes,” she glared at him, poking Carter on the nose before shoving the bear’s face into his. As she did, she regained her cat like smirk, “Besides! Look at that little face!”

Carter pushed the toy away, spitting out fur from the bear that had invaded his mouth, “Yeah, I’m looking at it. Can we get something to eat now? I’m starved.”

“No! We gotta win another game!” Tara protested, grabbing him by the collar.

“We’ve won like, fifteen already,” he told her, pointing to a wagon of giant stuffed animals beside Tara, “Isn’t that enough?”

“But… I was enjoying spending time with my big bro,” she let out a heartbroken coo, dawning the biggest puppy dog face imaginable. “D-Do you not love me as much as I thought you did?”

Carter stared into her eyes, a blank expression coming over him before he let out a simple sigh and admitted defeat. “Fine, but this is the last one okay?”

“VICTORY!” Tara cheered, raising the giant bear above her head before shoving the bear under her arm and grabbing the wagon handle before strutting down the walkway of stalls, “Let’s go break another game!”

---

Moments later, Cole was walking down a long white hallway that lead to Shiore’s condo, bag in hand and a worried look on his face. After a moment he let out a sigh as he grin returned.

“Yeah, Tara’s right. What do I have to worry about really?” he spoke allowed as he came to Shiore’s door, “I mean all I’ve gotta do is just not humor any of her advances, how hard could that be? Still… if she does try anything, I’d feel bad if Tara ended up actually hurting her…” he thought for a moment before shaking his head, “Not gonna get anywhere thinking like that.”

He raised his hand and knocked on the door. “Come in!” Shiore’s voice echoed from the other side of the door.

Cole opened the door and stepped in to see Shiore hard at work tinkering with a gaia memory and several other disassembled devices scattered atop the coffee table in the center of her living room. Cole stepped in.

He took only a step forward before Shiore calling out to him once again, “Shoes.”

“Oh, right,” Cole looked down, Shiore keeping her eyes fixed on her project. “Sorry about that, I keep forgetting.”

He slipped his shoes off before closing the door behind him. Placing the bag in his hands on the table beside Shiore, he took a seat on the couch behind her.

“Brought you a snack,” he told her, Shiore not even looking up at him.

“Thanks,” she continued working.

“So… any luck?” he asked, eyeing the memory marked with a B that she held. The word Biter was still emblazoned in small letters on the side of the label.

“Not in the slightest,” Shiore told him, holding it up to the light, “Where did you say you got this again?”

“One of Cyber’s minions dropped it,” Cole reminded her, “It didn’t shatter when it went down, so I kept it thinking it might be useful… Should I not have?”

“No, what you did was right,” Shiore informed him, taking another crack at it as she grabbed a few parts on the table, “This memory seems to be completely fried however. I might be able to get it working again, but I’m going to need an exterior power source for it.”

“That’s what’s stumping you?” Cole asked her, “Why not just, you know, link a battery to it?”

“Tried that many times already,” Shiore told him, pointing to the dismantled devices scattered on the table, “nothing seems to be bonding. It is very annoying.”

Cole thought for a moment then, suddenly snapped his fingers before pulling out an old MP3 player with a touch screen on it. “What about this?” he asked as he handed it to her.

Shiore quickly swiped it, looking it over before turning to look him in the eye, “You, might be on to something.” She grabbed a few cables, connecting the device and the memory together.
She held her thumb over the gaia memory’s activation button, hitting it without a delay.

“BITER!” It screamed, sparks going off between the segments of the connecting wires, forcing it out of Shiore’s hands and scorching the table.

“OH GOD!” Cole grabbed a magazine and beat out the flames, panting as he examined Shiore. “You alright?”

Shiore trembled only for a second before a devious smirk came onto her face. “Cole… I’m going to need parts,” she grabbed her bag, fishing out her wallet and shoving a wad of cash into his hands. “Get me all the scrap devices this will buy you.”

“Whao, okay,” Cole grinned nervously as he pocketed the money, raising a brow before looking back to her. “By the way.. Where do you get all this money anyway?”

“Connections,” she told him simply, jotting out a few notes in one of her books.

Cole thought about this, then shrugged as he went to the door, “Makes sense.”

---

Back at the carnival, Tara guided Carter by the wrist to a shooting game. It was a basic rigged fair game. A stall with a row bbs gun on cables to bind them to the stable, on the far end of the stall stood a stack of glass bottles all looking far too heavy to be knocked over by a simple pellet.

“This one?” Carter pointed to it, raising a brow.

Tara smiled and nodded, “This one.”

“Alright,” Carter shrugged, looking to the woman running the stand, “how much?”

“Five dollars per clip,” the woman told him, holding her hand out to take his money.

“Alright,” Carter fished out a pale blue five dollar bill, placing it in the woman’s hand as she handed him a cartridge of pellets. With a swift loading and cocking of the gun, he aimed it at the stack of bottles all while holding the pellet gun in a firm and confident manor.

The woman at the stall swooned, “You hold that like you know what you’re doing,” she batted her eyes a bit, looking to Tara while raising a brow, “Are you two dating?”

Tara’s eyes shot open, quickly bursting into a fit of laughter, “Oh GODS no! He’s my brother miss. That would just be all kinds of messed up.”

“Hmm, I see,” the stall woman eyed Carter, grabbing a scrap of paper and a pen before jotting down her name and a string of numbers. She then handed it to Tara while keeping her eyes locked on Carter. “Make sure your brother hits me up sometime, I love a man who knows his way around a firearm.”

“If he wins this, you gotta deal miss,” Tara saluted her, tucking the scrap away somewhere safe before patting Carter on the back. “Fire away big bro!”

The lady smirked, crossing her arms as she leaned back, “You heard her. Force once, I’m REALLY hoping you win this.” There was an almost cat like pur to the way she spoke while eyeing Carter.

---

Back at Shiore’s condo, her GMR scanner went off in a loud ear rattling alarm. Shiore, still at work drawing up schematics quickly swiped it and eyed the group of blinking dots down by the city’s waterfront. She groaned, rolling her eyes as she looked at the screen.

“Dumb thing, it’s only Tara and Ryu-O,” she glanced back at the screen, her eyes widening once she counted three signatures instead of only two.

Before she said a word, Cole burst through the door with two full bags in his hands. “SHIORE!” he called out to her.

“I already know,” she began clearing off her work table, heading over to Cole and placing the scanner in his hand before taking the bags from him. “Go to the waterfront, I will meet you there.”

“Are you sure?” Cole asked her in a sweat.

Shiore simply nodded, “Buy me as much time as you can.”

He gulped sharply, then returned her nod with his own, “I’ll do my best.” He said before darting down the hall, eyeing the radar screen to orient himself as his heart beat began to run wild.

---

At the carnival, Carter aimed the pellet gun down at the bottles before gripping down on the trigger ready to fire. Before he could so much as release a single shot however, a blindingly bright violet spike of energy tore through the air beside him, cutting his cheek before striking the stack of bottles he was aiming at before erupting in an earth shattering explosion.

Screams filled the air as the crowd scattered, Carter quickly turning on his heel to see Major in her bear like dopant form approaching him from behind. Tara darted towards the woman who had been crushed under the rubble of the stall.

“Are you alright?!” Tara called out to her in a panic.

The woman winced with a nod, “Yeah, I think..” she winced some more as she attempted to move her leg, “Ow… it hurts…”

Tara gasped, seeing a broken metal pipe had lodged itself deep within the tissue of her thigh. “That.. doesn’t look good.”

Tara looked around, catching a pair of boys out from the ground. One rather lean and pulling the other, much huskier one by his hand as they both attempted to get away from the chaos.

“You there! Both of you!” Tara called out to them with a point of her finger and a commanding voice, “Help get this lady out of here.”

The boys exchanged glances, nodding to each other before swooping in to help. The lean boy lifted the rubble off the ground while the husky one assisted Tara in getting the lady out.

“Easy does it,” cooed the one boy, the lady wincing as she struggled to stand. “There we go, you’re gonna be alright.”

The muscle boy dropped the rubble, Tara smacking him on the back before handing the injured lady over to her. “Great! Now get this woman to a doctor!”

They both nodded and carried her off, Major letting out a fit of laughter as Tara fixed her gaze upon the bear while stepping up to join her brother in a defensive line. The two took a deep stance while Major’s snickering continued.

“Isn’t this just charming,” Major sneered as her grimace widened, “I lose a brother, and you miraculously gain one. Truly if there were a god, he would be laughing at me.”

“Yeah, well maybe if he wasn’t a total creep, he might still be here!” Tara spat back at her, Kree soaring down and connecting to her wrist to form her driving, looking to Carter as she pulled out her Gale memory. Carter met her gaze, nodding in understanding as his driver formed around his waist, the boy pulling his Ryu-O memory out from his pocket. “No Phoenix?” Tara questioned with a raised brow.

Carter shook his head, “That would be overkill for this one.”

They both struck the activation buttons on their respective memories. “GALE! RYU-O!” cried the memories as their respective riders slammed them into their drivers, switching them on with a very quick and blindingly fast motion. “GALE! RYU-O!” Cried the memories once more, both riders dawning their riders forms in a tornado of wind and fire.

With a snap of his finger, Carter pulled his faithful sword Ryu-O Buster out of a burst of fire. Tara, matching his tempo, kicked off the ring from her left ankle, it flying high into the air allowing Tara to catch it by the handle that had extended from the middle in its time in the air. With a flurry of stylish spinning motions, the ring’s twin blades swinging out from each end of it to extend fully into Tara’s Gale Slicer.

On the outside of the carnival grounds, Cole drove up to the curb on his Dirt Bike style motorbike the Rock Prowler as Alex round up on the X-Cyclone with Ashley on the back. The trio breathed heavily, watching the carnival grounds go up in flames. Cole and Alex looked each other in the eye as the trio hopped off their respective transports.

“Marcoh call you two?” Alex asked cole directly.

Cole shook his head, “Shiore picked up the signal, told me to go on ahead.” He eyed Ashley, raising a brow. “Normally I wouldn’t say anything, but Major isn’t your run of the mill dopant. You might seriously get hurt Ash.”

“I know that, but it’s my fault she got out in the first place,” Ash told him, gripping the strap of her purse, “I’m gonna do my part in anyway I can.”

“Not like that you’re not.” Marcoh called out to her, darting up to her in a hurry with a briefcase gripped tightly in his hand. Moments later, an entire squad of police cars rushed up to the area with their sirens blaring at max volume. Clearly they wanted Major to know they were there.

Alex grinned at the officer, “I was wondering when you were show up.”

“Ashley, you still have it, don’t you?” Marcoh asked her directly, looking her square in the eye.

Ashley gripped her purse as she gritted her teeth. With a huff, she reached into her bag and pulled out the shift dopant memory, holding it up to the officer. “Yeah, of course I do.”

Alex gasped, shocked she would still have that device of all things, “Ashley, you aren’t actually thinking of using that are you?!”

Ashley shot a glare at him, “What other choice do we have Alex?! Like Cole said, people could seriously get her with Major running around. We need all we can get.”

“And that is exactly why I came to give you this,” Marcoh stepped forward, presenting her the briefcase and opening it to reveal Fata’s Driver. “Take this, combine it with your dopant memory, and truly be of help. That’s the only way I will authorize you to enter the fray.”

Ashley gasped, raising her hand over the driver, it trembling in the presence of the pure weight of the driver itself. “I-If I do… what will I become?”

“Only action will be able to tell you that,” Marcoh informed her.

Ashley, after a sharp gulp, grabbed the driver and slapped it onto her waist. A pair of belt straps shot out from it and connected at her back, the girl feeling a soothing energy wash over her in the process.

She held her memory high, striking the activation button, “SHIFT!” It cried as Ashley took in a deep breath.

“Hen… SHIN!” She shouted before plunging the memory into the driver upon her waist, flipping it into its active position.

“SHIFT!” Cried the memory as he belt conjured a whirlpool of water around the girl. It swirled around her, a pair of bright yellow eyes illuminating out from the abyss of the rippling waters. The twister parted down the middle of her body and opened into a pair of water based wings that reseated into her back, Ashley standing proudly in deep blue armor with the scales and fins of the deeps most vicious predators. She now gripped a pair of aquatically detailed war glaves within each of her hands.

Alex, Cole and Marcoh took in this new form in awe, Marcoh smirking after a moment. “Welcome to the battle, Kamen Rider Shift.”

{End of Part A}

{Start of Part B}

Within the chaos of the scorched fairgrounds, Major grabbed both Tara and Carter by their throats and hurled them into a pair of stalls all while cackling as she charged up her claws with purple energy. Her dopant form licked its lips as she marched towards them in a waltz, Tara and Carter panting as they rose back up to their feet.

“Would now be a good time for Phoenix?” Tara caught her breath, resting on a busted open pipe.

Carter nodded, ripping out his Ryu-O memory and pulling out his Phoenix memory to replace it.

Major cracked her neck, conjuring another violet spike, “Oh! I don’t think so!” she howled, hurling the spike directly at Carter’s Phoenix memory with the aim of knocking it from his hand.

Before the spike made its mark however, a loud, “KYAA!” ripped through the air, Ashley darting down from the sky with her water based bat wings and slicing the spike clean in half with her war glaves.

Tara’s eyes shot open at the sight of the new rider, “Whoa… who the hell are you?!” She barked.

“It’s me knucklehead, Ashley,” the water rider informed her, motioning her head towards Carter, “Do your thing Flameboy.” Carter nodded, slamming his memory into his driver.

“Like the suit,” Tara gave her a thumbs up, “makes your ass look juicy.”

“Thanks,” Ash laughed, shaking her head as she raised her glaves at Major.

Carter gave his driver a good spin. “PHOENIX!” Roared his driver as he donned his upgraded emperor like Phoenix form. He drew his claymore with a burst of fire that emanated from yet another snap of his finger.

“CARTER! TARA!” Alex called out, dashing up to the battle in his Star Runner form from the other side of it, the city’s lake to his back. Cole followed soon after, already in his own rider form. “Are you two alright?!”

“Rock solid Superstar! Now that you three are here!” She called to him, shooting him a thumbs up. She and Carter formed a line of defense against Major alongside Ashley.

“Alex, are you sure that’s the same dopant from back then?” Cole asked Alex with a whisper.

Alex nodded, “Without a doubt.”

Cole gritted his teeth under his mask, “Then let’s end her, quickly,” He grabbed a portion of his shoulder armor, ripping it off as it become his trusted hammer the Rock Smasher.

The five riders circled around Major, weapons and fists at the ready with all of them aimed at the dopant in the center of their formation. Major’s eyes scanned the encircling riders around her, going from Ashley, to Tara and finally Carter, “Five riders there are, but two there were…” her gaze shifted over to Cole, “but the weakest still…” he eyes locked onto Alex, “is you.”

He claws fired off five violet spikes at Alex, the Star Runner rider leaping backwards just in time to barely dodge the attack only for Major to lunge forward and swipe at him with her other fully charged claw. Alex blocked the attack with his forearm, wincing from the burning pain of Major’s claws as he manage to pull his Star memory from his driver and replace it with Blade and reset his driver.

“BLADE! RUNNER!” Cried his driver as his top half turned green with the appropriate armor and his broadsword, the Bla-Jalibur formed in his right hand. As Major readied her claws, Alex parried with his sword. He gritted his teeth as Major licked her lips.

“Any last words, before I rip you apart?” She snarled.

“Yeah!” Cole shouted, smacking her in the face with his hammer and sending her flying, “Taste pathed earth!”

Tara grabbed a set of chains, chucking them around Major as she flew through the air, constricting around her just as she hit the ground. “BRO! BLAST ‘EM!”

Carter nodded, giving the chains a hot blast of fire to weld them to the sewer grates that we just below Major’s feet. Major gritted her teeth, shooting back to her feet and thrashing about, the chains already beginning to crack from the strain.

“You!” she roared at Tara, thrashing about violently, “You think this will hold me!” she laughed, charging her claws once again, “You are more stupid than I first thought!”

Ashley eyed a nearby fire hidrant, her gaze looking back to Major. She flexed out her hands at the hydrant and took a deep breath, “Please.. Let this still work the way I think it does.” She pulled her fingers in, the hydrant beginning to tremble. She smirked under her mask, calling out to her fellow riders, “TARA! CARTER! MOVE!”

Tara and Carter looked over to Ash, getting the message and darting out of the way. With one swift motion, Ashley broke the hydrant open by pulling all the water that she could managed out from it and dumping it on top of Major and holding it in a sphere like shape around the dopant. Her hands began to tremble, feeling as though she would lose control of the water at any moment.

“Dammit, already this out of practice?” She muttered with a wince, her footing beginning to slip, “Come on, just hold her until she passes out. That’s all you need Ash.”

Carter and Tara lept back to Alex and Cole, Carter gritted his teeth in with a grunt. “She’s either brave or insane.” He commented.

“Um.. maybe she’s both?” Tara shrugged, looking to Alex as she attempted to catch her breath, “Alex, now would be a great time for you to go Ultimate!”

“I can’t, not without all five of us,” Alex shook his head, watching Ashley as he began to feel almost helpless.

“WHAT?!” Tara shouted, “That would have been handy to know ages ago.”

“I put it together when we fought Cyber. Regardless, we need Shiore here,” Alex looked to Cole, “Where is she?”

Cole looked back to him, sweat dropping, “She… told me to go on a head.”

Tara stared at him, smacking herself in the face, “Great! We’re dead!” On cue, like a beacon of light, Shiore landed down in her Yuki form in front of the riders. Tara let out a sigh of relief, throwing her arms around Shiore, “Thank god!”

Shiore grabbed Tara by her head and shoved her away, her gaze narrowing at Ashley in her new rider form. “Who is that?”

“The bear is Major, the rider is Ashley,” Alex told her, looking at his comrade with relief, “I don’t care what took you so long, I’m just glad you’re finally here.”

“You finished it, didn’t you?” Cole asked.

Shiore looked at the earth rider, holding up the Biter Memory with a touch screen device grafted onto it. She smirked behind her mask, “What do you think?” She tossed it over to him, “If you think you can handle it, go nuts. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a gaia memory like it.”

Cole caught it, looking to Alex, “Well then Al? You ready to go full force?” He smirked under his helmet, extending a hand to him.

“Full force,” Alex returned with a smirk of his own, smacking his hand to Cole’s before leading into a fist bump. He looked out to Ashley before turning back to Carter, Tara and Shiore, “Lend Ashley a hand, then on my signal you leave her to us. Got it?”

The three riders nodded in agreement, darting over to the bubble of water. Shiore chucked her kunai knives into it to freeze portions of it, Tara taking to her glider and swirling around the body of water to form a tornado to hold it together. Carter meanwhile stood by Ashley’s side, sword gripped tightly in his hand.

“You alright?” Carter asked Ashley.

Ashley winced then laughed as she continued to hold the bubble, “Are you kidding? I’m so bored I’m falling asleep.”

The two locked their fists down before pulling their fists back and shooting their fingers out in an explosive manor. Alex and Cole stood next to each, Alex switching his Blade memory out for Star once again and resetting his driver.

“Star! Runner!” Cried the driver, followed by a chirp as the Xtreme memory dove down from the sky and connected with his driver. Alex split the slots apart once more, “XTREEME!” shouted the driver as Alex ascended into his Ultimate form.

“Now then, it’s my turn,” Cole smirked, striking the Biter memory’s activation button.

“BITER!” Cried the memory as Cole slammed it into his driver.

Cole flipped the switch on his driver on and off in one quick motion. “BITER!” Screamed the memory in a digitized voice, the letters BTR flashing upon the touch screen. Six icons appeared on the screen in a flurry, a sword, a drill, a gatling gun, a missile pod, a tank tread and finally a big one at the very edge of the screen reading simply MAX. Five gold gears then shot out from the screen, one borrowing itself in Cole’s chest as his armor switch from green to gunmetal grey, eight lights swirling around the cog in his chest while flashing red and green before fading to a simple white. The remaining gold cogs became the cuffs for his boots and gauntlets, a drill drill rolling up from the back of his helmet and connecting to his vision to complete his transformation.

Cole trembled, feeling his new power course through his body. “Alex,” Cole spoke with a tremor in his voice as he handed his friend his Rock memory, “You know what to do.”

Alex took the memory and slammed it into his maximum drive slot. “ROCK! MEMORY CHARGE!” Screamed the memory, the grey middle of his suit turning bright green as armor leg armor formed around his cafs from the X shaped anklets he normally wore. Alex had to breath in deep as a direct result of the newly obtained strength he felt with in him.

“Is this how Cole always feels?” he thought to himself, holding his breath for a moment before sharply exhaling. “Alright!” Alex held his arm up, chopping it downward through the air, “Release her!”

As instructed, Shiore and Tara halted their onslaught of attacks upon Major. Ashley’s arms dropped like rocks with Carter scooping her up and dashing off to the side with her so she wouldn’t get caught up in the rushing water that quickly flowed over where she had previously stood to control it. The water and ice washed away within moments, the soaked to the bone Major returning to her feet as her snarls grew all the more violent in nature.

“Cole, I think we just made her angrier,” Alex whispered to him as the bear crept towards them.

“Then she’s more likely to make a mistake,” Cole narrowed his gaze at Major, swiping his fingers over the tank tread and sword icon on his driver.

“SWORD BITER! ON! TRAIL BITER! ON!” Cried the Rock driver in the same digitized voice, a pair of swords shooting out from his wrists with tank like treads materializing on his feet.

Alex followed suit, reaching into the green gap that ran down the middle of his sword and pulling X-Caliber, his powerful sword with four maximum drive slots on the guard and a fifth at the end of the handle.

“All the fancy toys in the world can’t save you now!” Cackled Major, unleashing a barrage of violet spikes upon Alex and Cole, desomating several deserted stalls from the now emptied fairgrounds.

Cole’s heart sank as he saw more stands go up in flames, “Thank god we got everyone out of here first.”

“Double that she’s a terrible shot,” Alex gave Cole a firm pat on the shoulder, “Now, let’s rush her!”

“Right!” Cole nodded to him, revving up his Trail Biters and charging towards Major from the right hand side.

Alex quickly caught on, dashing off to the left at a slower speed as a result of his heavier armor but still managing to get behind Major as Cole rushed towards her. Major lashed her teeth at him, Cole readied his blades and cutting right through her fangs as she attempted to bite down on him. This further angered her, growling as sparks began to fly off of her.

“YOU LITTLE WORM!” She gripped her claws, failing to charge them as she no longer cared, “I’LL KILL YOU FOR THAT! YES! JUST HOW YOU KILLED MY BROTHER!”

Alex took the opening to rush in with a hard kick to her back, knocking Major to the ground before leaping off her and landing right beside Cole.

“If you want to kill anyone for the death of your brother, then kill me!” Alex boasted, placing his hand on his chest, “But I'm not going to make it easy for you. Besides, he got what he had coming.”

Those simple words from Alex made Major's heart break, the beastly dopant's lower lip tremble as she stepped towards the black and red rider.

“You… what gives you the right to say that?” She bared her teeth, violently unleashing another barrage of claw spikes upon Cole and Alex, “Mikey was pure! He was innocent! He just wanted to hear women sing! They were the ones who turned him away!”

“HE WAS A SLIME RIDDEN CREEP!” Tara shouted from atop one of the stalls, “YOU GOTTA BE BLIND NOT TO SEE THAT!”

Major's gaze turned to Tara's voice, smirking as she licked her lips. “Fresh meet,” she cackled, leaping into the air towards the wind rider.

Cole kept his gaze locked on Major, casting aside his swords before hitting the missile and gatling gun buttons on his driver. “MISSILE BITER! GATLING BITTER!” Sang the driver, a large gatling gun forming over his right arm while a panel opened up on each of his shoulders to revealed hail fire missiles stored within them.

Darting after Major on his tank treads, Cole opened fire with everything in his arsenal which packed enough of a punch to hurl Major to the ground. She was down, but not out. With gritted teeth, she forced herself as sparks continued to fly off of her body.

As he watched her from above, Carter's eyes shot open. “She's shattering.” He stated as he noticed Major was beginning to grow in size, her anatomy changing to become far more animalistic.

Tara looked to Carter with a raised brow, “Shattering, what? What does that mean?” She demanded in a panic, figuring things were only getting worse.

“You were present during the Reptilian incident, right?” Carter told her, “Once a person is broken so thoroughly by a gaia memory's influence, there is no going back. META calls it the shattered state.”

“Isn't there anyway we can stop it?” Ashley asked, Tara gawking at her sudden change of heart.

“Yes, but we need to act fast,” Carter informed them, “six maximum drives should do it.”

“I'll tell Alex and Cole!” Ashley leapt from the stall roof, soaring over the scorched battle field before landing in front of Alex and Cole with heavy breath. “Carter wants us to unload a maximum drive each into her at once, or she'll die.”

“Die?!” Alex questioned, “How?! Why?!”

“Are you blind!” Ashley pointed to Major as she continued to change, growing in size as her bones realigned, “Or do you want what happened to Sarah to happen to her? Regardless of how we feel about her, NO ONE deserves to be ripped apart like that!”

With a trembling lip and racing heart, Alex's gaze repeatedly shifted between Major and Ashley as he felt his time for choice beginning to rapidly slip away. He sharply swallowed, then nodded.

“Alright… Alright I'll do it!” Alex shouted as he closed his Xtreme memory. “CARTER!” he yelled up to the other three riders, “IF I REGRET THIS! I'M BLAMING IT ON YOU!”

Shiore glared at Carter, agreeing with Alex's sentiment.

“Only fair,” Carter nodded with a sigh before looking over to Shiore, “Yuki, you should switch forms. More power increases this actually working.” Shiore pulled the Shira memory from her side, looking at it with the sheer sight of it sending a repeating pulsing sensation up her right arm. “Yuki! Use it!” He barked once more at her.

Shiore gritted her teeth, resetting her driver after a moment. She quickly pulled her Yuki memory from its slot before slamming the Shira memory in its place, switching the driver back into its active position.

“SHIRA! SHIRA!” Cried the memory as the air ran cold, a blizzard rushing over Shira and making her samurai armor far more jagged and primal, the once crescent moon now about half full. “SHIRA!”

Shiore stared at the half moon on her chest, taking in a deep breath before exhaling and drawing her twin katanas connected by a chain lined with kunai knives.

“Alright, let's do this quickly,” Carter commanded, he Tara and Shiore leaping off the stall roof and onto the ground, switching their memories to their respective maximum drive positions.

“GALE! MAXIMUM DRIVE! PHOENIX! MAXIMUM DRIVE! SHIRA! MAXIMUM DRIVE!” Cried their memories as the trio's weapons began to charge.

“That’s our que boys,” Ashley instructed, ripping her memory from her driver and slipping into a slot on one of her glave's, both of them beginning to become engulfed in rushing water. Cole meanwhile pressed the MAX button on his touch screen, flipping the switch of his driver over once again while Alex simply split his Xtreme memory back open into its active position.

“SHIFT! MAXIMUM DRIVE! ROCK! MAXIMUM DRIVE! XTREME! MAXIMUM DRIVE! BITER! MAXIMUM DRIVE! Roared the four memories divided between the three riders.

“NOW!” Alex commanded, all the riders charging in at once. As Cole charged, he fired off his missile pods and gatling gun as a drill materialized over his left hand. The male rider gasped in awe for a moment before smirking as the six riders rushed in together and struck Major together at once.

A bright light in Major's colors enveloped the sight, Marcoh standing on the outside of the chaos and letting out a sigh of relief.

“They actually managed to pull off, damn kids,” he said with a grin.

“Of course they did, they're a lot stronger than you give them credit for you know,” Sampson told him as he came up to him, “Sure, others might doubt them, but I have faith they'll finish what they start. No matter how long it takes them, or how difficult it might be.”

Marcoh looked at him with a smirk, “So, guess that puts us on cleaning duty again? As officers of the law, I'm beginning to feel we don't do very much.”

Sampson laughed a little, patting his second in command on the shoulder, “I know, I've been feeling that way too.” He looked over his shoulder to the other officers before pointing to the desomated fairgrounds. “Move in! We have a fugitive to detain!”

Back in the fairgrounds, Zix lay lifelessly on the ground. He face in the rubble as the riders approached her, reverting to their civilian forms. Tara grabbed a stray bar poked her with it, but Zix didn't move.

“Is she…” the wind rider gulped, “dead?”

Carter came up, checking her neck for a pulse. After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, “She still has a heartbeat, just knocked out by the looks of things.” Carter then spotted Zix’s Major Memory, or rather that fragments that remained of it.

Everyone breathed easy, relieved that it was over without anyone dying. That was until one of Zix's eyes opened, she shooting a glare directly at Carter. She pulled a knife from her sleeve, swatting at him only for Carter to quickly disarm her by swiping the knife from her with one hand and pinning her down to the ground with the other.

“Easy there Damon,” Marcoh advised, he and Sampson coming in with a squad of officers, all having their guns aimed at Zix, “we will take it from here.”

Carter got off Zix as she was cuffed, tears running down her scowling face while she was made to walk and escorted away.

“So, what happens now?” Alex asked Sampson.

“Don't worry about a thing son, she's going away, for good this time,” Sampson thought about, “but considering her mental state, we will be looking into getting her the help she needs. Whether she takes it or not, well that's her call to make.”

“I see..” Alex thought about what was said then nodded, “Yeah, I'm okay with that.”

“Oh man! Just like her to wreck a family outing!” Tara groaned as she slumped into her brother, looking up to him with a pout, “We're gonna do something else though right? Make up for the game we missed?”

“Of course,” Carter nodded, his eyes widening after a moment before looking over to Marcoh, “That reminds me, there was a bystander who got seriously hurt, a woman with a metal pole borrowed into her leg. Is she alright?”

Marcoh looked to him and nodded, “She was one of the first to be loaded onto an ambulance, saw to it myself. She spoke very highly of the man who stood in her defence, and the brave girl who helped get her out of the wreckage.”

Carter blushed, looking away as he muttered, “It was nothing, I only did what anyone else would have.”

“Aw! Is my big brother camera shy?” Tara cooed, poking him on the nose, “You gonna get all flustered when someone calls you a hero?”

“It isn't like that at all,” Carter told her as Shiore began to leave only to meet his gaze simply by poor timing. “Hey.. sorry for barking at you back there. I was under the wire.”

Shiore gripped her right arm, glaring at him before dodging his gaze, “There's nothing that can be done about it now. Besides, I don't need an apology from you.”

Carter looked at her, raising brow, “Are you sure?”

She simply nodded, “Have a goodnight, Ryu-O.”

She made her way off, Cole, Alex and Ashley clustering around her as they assumed Tara and Carter wished to return to their outing.

“Hey Shiore! Your work is better than I was expecting!” Cole complimented her, “How'd you manage to pull it off in so little time?”

Their conversation faded into the distance as they walked away, Carter left staring at them and Tara at him.

“Bro.. is there something the matter?” Tara asked him in a softer tone, clearly concerned. “You and Shuri aren't fighting again, are you?”

“No, everything is… fine,” he told her simply, “Don't worry about it, okay?”

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Far on the outskirts of the city, an operatic melody played from within the confines of a well lit manor at the top of an isolated mountain. The hands of Larc Pearlman danced over the keys of a grand piano from the venue of an expansive and elegantly decorated bedroom with a large window that made up the entire back wall to allow the light of the moon to mix seamlessly with the burning embers from mood enhancing candles, all while the sole member of the audience sat on a queen size canopy bed in a pink silk nightgown.

The red haired Madison Tyler, watched the performance with a smile on her face while snacking away on a bowl of popcorn until it’s beautiful and perfect conclusion. Madison bowed and applauded resulting in Larc rising to his feet and bowing to the woman before him.

“Is there any instrument you can’t play?” she asked as she flopped onto her back while smiling warmly at him.

“Let’s see, violin, guitar, piano…” he counted on his fingers, “If it is bound by a string I can play it.”

She blushed a little bit as she held up a pair of strings that made up a bow on her nightgown, “What about these strings?” she couldn’t help but giggle at how cheesy she was being, her face turning even redder out of embarrassment.

Larc laughed, kicking his shoes off as he climbed onto the bed and eventually onto of her, “Now those ones, I have yet to master.” He cooed to her, kissing her neck as he ran his hand along her side.

Madison snorted and let out a laugh from the sudden contact. She gasped, covering her mouth as she turned her head to meet his gaze. She removed her head, sinking into the bed some more as her face turned an even bright shade of red. “I-I am so sorry.”

“Don’t be, I think it’s cute,” he laughed, a knock coming to the door. He let out a huff, snapping his fingers, “Come in.”

The door opened, an old butler poking his head in, “Excuse me sir, but you have a visitor.”

“At this hour?” he groaned, hoping off the bed, “What does he want?”

“Sorry sir but he didn’t say, only that it was urgent,” the butler told him. “I told him that he could wait for you in your study.”

Larc held his face, letting out a sigh, “Alright, I’ll see what he wants.” He regained his smile and looked to Madison, “Besides, the faster I get done with him the faster I can return to you.” He blew a kiss to her.

“Don’t be long,” she told him, hiding her face a bit with the covers.

“No need to worry, I won’t,” he turned to his butler and snapped his fingers. “Come with me,” he left the room, his smile dropping the moment he and his butler had left Madison’s sight. With angered eyes, he marched down the hall until he came to a door at the very end of it, swinging it open as he saw Joel Revant sitting in a chair and reading a book.

Joel glanced up, closing the book he was reading, “Ah, so there you are.” He stood up, sliding the book back into its place on the shelf. “Such an interesting collection. History of music, sheets from composures,” he moved his hands down the shelf before pulling a book of the shelf with Madison’s name on it. “The day to day lives of young girls with red hair?” He raised a brow at him. “You certainly have an oddly specific taste.”

“Who the hell are you?” Larc demanded, shutting the door behind him. “Tell me before I have you escorted out.”

“I hope, that you simply take this as an introduction,” Joel slapped his driver onto his waist and pulled out a golden gaia memory.

“INERTIA!” cried the memory, Joel connecting it to his driver as he was transformed into the pale white armored skeletal demon of his dopant form. Larc’s eyes shot open in shock, his whole being beginning to tremble as he took a step back. He smirked, managing a laugh.

“I see…” he bowed a bit, “to what do I owe, the presence of one of META’s elite?”

“You?” Joel raised a brow, laughing a little. “Nothing, I came with a warning. The riders are growing, in both number and strength. That girl you have there, will only quicken your demise.”

“Madison?” Larc laughed, “What is she gonna do?”

“On her own? Nothing,” Inertia informed him, “but should the six riders be alerted to her presence here, they will surely come. And they will not like seeing you.”

“You came to tell me that?” Larc laughed, “Why?”

Inertia did not answer his question, simply extending his hand as a pink memory with marked with an M in the shape of a heart formed in his hand. He stepped forward, placing it in Larc’s hand. “When the time comes, use on that girl and you might survive.”

Larc’s jaw trembled as he took the memory, looking it over as he read the label more closely. “Madison?” he questioned, seeing his object of effection’s name in fine print. “What the hell is this?” he barked, looking back to where Inertia stood only to find that he had vanished. He jumped, gripping the memory tight in his hand.

“Sir?” the butler came into the room, “Are you alright?”

Larc nodded before turning to the butler, “Madison is not to leave this house, and no one is allowed to enter it. Is that clear?”

“Yes sir,” the butler bowed as he turned into a demonic looking soldier with drums grafted onto both of his shoulders, “as you command.”

{Insert Ending Theme: “One” by Altima}

Next Time on Kamen Rider Ultimate Xtreme
The police receive an anonymous tip that Madison Tyler is being held captive by an unknown Dopant. The riders race against the clock to save her as Larc Pearlman, the Melody Dopant unleashes his army upon them that use music and sound as a lethal weapon.

Can Alex get to his former love in time?

All will be decided when Kamen Rider Ultimate Xtreme continues in

Episode 10: I Remember You