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06-09-2013, 12:09 PM | #1 |
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Kamen Rider: V0!l) (VOID) Hey Guys, if you are reading this fiction I really do appreciate it. I'm not going to lie, I appreciate you taking the time to even give this page "views". But, I really would enjoy some feedback in what I can do to make this story stronger. I do intend on making the plot a little thicker, with new monsters, new riders, and a brand new Toku Team. But, there is a catch unfortunately. I need you. The people reading it. I am a very self conscious person by nature, and as such I need the feedback of others... Or I probably wont be able to go on, and even though it is only a Fan Fiction. I would appreciate other fan's thoughts on it before I get too deep into the rabbit hole... So, if you do read this. Please PM me your thoughts thus far on the fiction. It would really help me, and the creative process. Before... I just kinda drop it. Thanks. - Dzko / KyoryuBlue VOID In SUIT - Prolouge The skies above shed tears of despair. As they knew of the crime that was about to partake. The city of Neo-Osaka. Some could say the crime was at a all time high. But, it was for those above the regular class to decide this statistic. For regular civil people. The crime was non-existent. No thievery, arson, murder or even jay walking. But, for those who ride. They Ride. The air of death in Neo-Osaka was thick. But, only The Riders knew any better. Each streetlamp playing the game of witness to each battle, and each fallen blade owned to the transposed rider. Patting a thick layer of blood on the streets below. Yet, the civilians remain ignorant only mentioning the rider battles in passing of fear that they to may end up a victim of The Keeper. But, the ignorant are blessed with the prestige that comes with holding the belt and yelling out. "HENSHIN!!!" The Rider ran of out the ally blade in one hand laser gun in the other flying out in a hail of firing. "...Henshin..." The other rider laxly changed in a peaceful jingling from his belt. Taking few steps forward, the rain below making sucking noises from his boot below as if gravity itself was slowed for every step he took. a halbred materialized from the air allowing him to block each shot that came at him. "You have been sent to kill me as instructed by The Keeper. I understand your need to fight. But you do not have to." Passively the axe rider set the hilt of his weapon to the ground causing the rain to stop in mid air, yet the dirk wielding Rider sped through this rain no longer firing. Little did this rider know he was already dead. Long before he left the alley. Long before The Keeper blessed him with this armor. "I am Kamen Rider Ares. This is your one chance to survive. I am willing to let you set down your weapon, and beg for your life. I pegged you out before he could. You are on a suicide run, as for each rider you kill you grow stronger. You could try to kill me, but it is nothing but misfortune for you, as I have slain thousands of your friends from spawning." "KYEAAAAAAHHH!!!" His dagger doubled in size to strike the halbred. One. Two. Three times. As noneffective as it was, Ares stood passively almost looking down this other rider the streets themselves warping as if in another world. Because The Riders did get transported to another world. A place where time itself stops for Riders. "The Void" Neo-Osaka was not known for the death toll. But, crime itself stopped for a reason. The population had lowered. Tourism had even stopped. As if Osaka was red flagged. Or something, was keeping people inside of this bubble... The VOID "Hngh." He fell to the ground blood pooling below him bubbling, burning the suit around him was melting his flesh. He stood no chance against this force. "I told you to surrender. But now, your misfortune has brought the death count on my hands to 131. Enjoy the afterlife..." He knelt down on both knees next to the body. "Holy father of death to whom I hold so dear, allow this soul to pass peacefully on the River Styx. I pay this penance for safe voyage" His left arm began to glow and the armor pealed away revealing his arm. With his axe he severed the skin and let the laceration poor blood onto the corpse, cooling The Unknown Rider's body down. "It was not his fault, O' Mighty Lord. I pay this offering to you. My Blood. This blood with carry him as far as the gates. Please ensure his safety." He held his hands together once more, the bleeding stopped followed by the corpse of this foe glowing, and bursting into lights fading away into nothingness leaving a circle of empty text as if a spell. But, it was no magic. Only a grave site left for this victim. But, who was The Killer? The one who slain him? Or the one who sent him to die. "Amen." ________________________________________________________________
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06-09-2013, 01:50 PM | #2 |
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CH 1: The Keeper and Reaper His steps where heavy on the Osaka Bridge. No one around for miles. It seemed the theme of things these days. People afraid to leave the house in fear of a series of fights never seen, or even effecting them. Yet there was fear. As the missing people statistic rose. Abura walked this lonely bridge as he was part of this missing person statistic. He had been missing for years out of his family's heritage. He still dawned the high-school uniform from when he left. However, various other clothing covered up this homeless young man. A hat hid his face, and shaggy hair covered his shoulders, and a large belt hung from his waist. Abura Akigo. The moment he became a rider, he knew he could never return to his home. It wasn't because of the murders involving the rides. He had never engaged in this activity, as he received his belt from different ways... "Show yourself? You are on a different plane than me. It was unwise for you to transform prematurely. I am on the human plane. You are in the VOID. Did you think this was a wise idea?" He whispered not wanting to attract attention. He was alone, but... he never knew if he was alone. He was the gap between both worlds, walking between the two freely. As if the laws of both did not apply. "I am not a rider. Nor do I plan on it, Kamen Rider." He snickered as the Void sunk into his reality a blade to his throat, yet his juxtaposition remained forward almost ignoring the assaulter. However, his eyes finally did meet up to the Rider's helm. A deep purple dyed his once blue eyes and he looked deeply at the rider. "You have not been sent to kill me, why are you here rider?" "If you are mortal, what are you doing in this world!? This is obviously a trick. Someone is out to kill me and you are the bait!" The purple armored rider held a tighter grip to Abura's throat releasing the blade to grab a firm grim holding Abura into the air. Whom of which did not gasp for air, only placed a firm grip on the rider's arm. "Do you know why I don't ride?" "Huh?" "I'm not a murderer..." The grip began to grow tighter. "I am thus far not to have transformed, and yet here you are holding the neck of an innocent man." "No rider is innocent..." The grip became forceful " I am not a rider..." " Bullshit!" " I am unarmed!" " That belt!" " I do have a rider belt, but that is not because I ride, it is for self defense from people like yourself who enjoy taking advantage of the unarmed!" "Do you want me to kill him master?" The belt interjected to the conversation. "What he hell was that?! You do intend on transforming don't you!" Abura's leg flew up to his assailant's arm causing a temporary paralysis allowing him to drop to the ground, followed by his fists flying into this Rider's armor. He then took a few steps back to jump off the bridge. "COWARD!!!" His belt began to speak once more. "Ichi.... Ni...San..." "HENSHIN!!!" A flurry of light began to fall into the sea below the water itself boiling from the heat of the armor, he was sinking at an alarming rate. Probably hit the bottom soon if he did not hurry the transformation sequence. "Bob. I'm activating V0ID protocol." "Roger..." the belt retorted. The new rider flew from the sea and up to the top layer of the bridge allowing the astonished rider to take a few steps back at the spectacle. "...you..." The riders stance began to tremble, he had seen this rider before. "....y-you..." This rider was there at the massacre. "Me." He flew down from this appendage to the ground below allowing a minor quake to shake the bridge. His armor was Black, and red, with a yellow scarf blowing in this wind that had suddenly picked up as the pressure built at his presence. "...Y-your... t-the... REAPER!!!" The metallic voice of the Purple suited rider screeched as the newly formed Kamen Rider V0!l) took a stance watching this other rider cower. Suddenly the Purple rider was running, and yet V0!l) stood. Doing nothing. Saying nothing. The Purple rider ran. " Oh god. Oh God... Shit... Oh god" The purple rider was out of breath and had finally stopped only to find a yellow rider in-front of him. "... This is not my day. Listen man, I know what you are here for, but now is really not a good time." The Yellow rider slammed the hilt of his axe into the Purple rider's chest causing him to fall back, he then took four long winded steps,allowing his right foot to slam down on the chest of his opponent. "P-please... This hurts." "The other 37 people you have killed didn't feel pain? You are scum." "T-The... reaper..." "Oh shut up, that is just an urban leg-" He stopped to look up, only finding a fist in his face knocking him back to square one. Confused as to what his happening Axoz drew his gun from his thigh and began to fire blindly into the air. But, it was already too late. A second fist clipped him in the lower rib, causing him to land on his knees. "I am Abura Akigo. Kamen Rider V0!l). You will no longer transgress in this activity" "Voiiiiiiid Magnus" The belt whirred and a small magnum materialized in Void's hand. The gun began to glow in each chamber followed by Void spinning the chamber and taking a shot at the Purple Rider's left leg, causing it to sever. Then the belt itself. Causing him to change back into a human. " I do not murder. I am not a Rider. You have murdered yourself by attacking me, as it is up to this monster to see if you are to live or die. He no longer has a reason to kill you, and you no longer have a reason to fight. Yet, because of the power your soul has. He can still murder you and harvest your power. It calls to the goodness of his heart to let you live. I pray he does." He walked out of the void, out of his armor. Leaving Axoz and his prey alone. ________________________________________________________________ Ch.2 Bones "You should have harvested that little shit!" chuckled the belt. "I had no need for it, I am strong enough as is." despaired Abura. "Doesn't mean that I don't need it to live! Remember, because you arn't eating as much as you could be I am having to drain your life-force instead of your fatty cells." Abura sighed and looked down into the city his feet swaying "I know, but what choice did I have? He dragged me into the Void..." "True, but it would help if you would get a job. I miss when you lived with your family..." "Shut up Bob! You know I can't go back there... after that..." His eyes flashed purple once more as he flashed back to when he first became The Reaper. Flashes of riders falling to his hands Riders not even standing a chance to his power. Blood covered the walls of the tower. But, this was not Abura. Abura knew this power came from Bob, the previous owner of the belt. "Maybe your right though... A job isn't a bad idea." "It only took you...what... five years to figure this out? Ahahaha!" "You're an asshole Bob..." "And you are a broke soldier, who has an open wound and an empty wallet. Best get filling both up." He let go of the ledge he was standing on, and flew to the ground below fading out of the the material world, and that of the void causing his decent to be fast, yet slow at the same time, the friction of the air being reduced by the transference of the two separate dimensions. Yet on either side, none could see this falling boy, like an angel descending from heaven onto the plane of man. "Koooonichiwa!!! Welcome to Iron Boy! I'll be your waiter Abu-Chan." He bowed to the customer frantically. "How may I serve you today?" "You can suck more dick." The belt chuckled in the back of Abura's mind. " Yes, I would like a booth seat for... Hm. Four? Is there any availllllable? " "Of course sir, what is the party name?" " Akigo family please. " "... Of... of course. Right this way sir" Crap He thought to himself. What are they doing here? What if they recognize me!? Ah crap! "Would you care for a complimentary water while you wait for the party?" "Of course, and can I get some of those fancy... oh what are they. I barely eat at these kind of places... (It's very poor y'know.) Oh what are they... Garlic... Bread... things." "Of course, I'll get you some Garlic Bread while you wait, and a water. Do you know when the rest of your party will be here?" So I can blow my cover and have to deal with that again... "Hm, momentarily soon. Actually can I get a water for each spot as well?" "Coming right up sir." Abura descended into the kitchen. He filled the pitcher with water, lemon, and ice. Followed by placing each cup downside on the trey followed by acquiring a secondary tray for the Garlic bread, with three different dipping sauces. He walked back out from the kitchen and sat each tray down on a separate table delivering the items to each. "Say, what is your name again? You are very quick at that, even at the hiiiigher eeeeeeennnddd restaurants I go to nobody is this quick about it." "Abu, Sir." He put a pager onto the table. " Let me know once the rest of your party is here and you all are ready to order, alright?" "Sounds good." He chuckled to himself, and checked his watch. "Bob... what am I going to do. My family is going to be here at any minute. I can't let them recognize me. "Mustaches... Always Mustaches." chimed the belt. "Don't you think that this guy will notice if I suddenly have a mustache?" "Not if it is a good mustache. Can you grow one in fifteen minutes?" "Probably not..." "Sounds like your problem, not mine." "Thanks for the help Bob". He walked out of the kitchen carrying more trays for separate tables, delivering food to each and then arrived back at his podium in which, as if by luck and the forces above would have it. Iron Boy was giving away the "IRONBOY MUSTACHE OF JUSTICE" mustaches away to the kids that visit. "Jackpot!" "What?" said a younger woman who had to be no older than Abura. She had a pleasant smile as she questioned the fake mustache wearing waiter. As for what she wore, a light pink jacket, white button up shirt, tucked into her skirt a black tie which bore the Akigo family crest of a wolf fighting a lion covered in crosses, and a pair of knee high leather boots. "Oh, I er... Nothing, work stuff. Can I help you?" " I am here for Akigo party of four?" "Right this way ma'am, is the rest of your party coming?" "F'raid not. My mother and the Akigo seems to be caught up with the Akigo family. Rich people drama stuff, research. Stuff and stuff really. May I please be seated?" "Of course, right this way ma'am." He guided his ex-fiancee to her seat allowing her to be requited with the man from previous, and they began to exchange conversation as she held his hand, Abura's heart began to sink. But, this was no time for romance. He began to do dishes before preparing more meals. This event transpired for more of the evening, the Akigo family finally left, and the Iron Boy facility finally closed it's food portion leaving the bar open for the few stragglers left. "Hey ABU!" called out the Tender. "Yes sir?" He quickly bowed. "First thing. Dig the stache' I think Iron would be proud to see his employee wearing such a silly thing. Secondly, here is your first check." his boss smiled at his new employee handing him a envelope full of cash. "This is... alot!" Abura counted it inside of the folder and looked up to his boss. "Yup, well. You have been the first waiter who does the job of a chef, a receptionist, and a Bartender... without even being asked and yet still has the skill-set to do so. You earned it five times over." "This is very generous of you, Boss." "Least I could do before I fire you." "... What for?" he gave a puzzled look to his employer. "You know what for. I need you to leave this place immediately. The cash I gave you is good for at-least getting a hotel room for a couple months, with food." He sighed. " You are a good kid Abu. But, I know what you are, and as such you can't work here, or I will be forced to engage. Y'dig?" Abura looked at his one day employer. "Are you sure? We get along so well right now... why can't I just work here?" "Because, you are the reaper. I can see it clear as day because my belt allows me the vision between both worlds. You have an aura of a rider, but yet remain to have a single kill on you. You are either fresh, or a good person. I'm sure you can see my count. I want to live. I have to ride, but I want to live. I'm sure you understand..." "I do..." He picked up his bag and noticed it full of food as well. "You are a good man Mori-Sama." He waved behind him. His once lighter tone of a waiter cooling back down to that of Abura. "Don't ride. Or I promise you, this kindness will go unnoticed." " That is the greatest kindness of all. Void." he began to wipe the counter of the bar watching his greatest employee leave. He sobbed a little known what fate fell of him. Knowing his clock was ticking. " What a neat guy. " Bob cheerily called out to Abura. "Yeah, it's probably one of the few nicest riders I have met." He chomped down on a sandwich he had recently made in his recently obtained hotel room. "You do know we are going to have to go back and kill him. Right?" Bob reminded Abura. "No we don't. He will do it on his own." he sighed still chomping. "You sure? What if he kills again you saw his death toll!" retorted the belt. "We will just have to wait and see..." his eyes met the window. "Just wait... and see." The window met back showing the monster he really was.
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06-13-2013, 01:41 PM | #3 |
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Gearz left Ares Right Ch.3 - Henshin Revolution "The Itsy Bitsy spider came up the water spout~" the faint cheers of joy echoed the void as his vision went from hazy to blurry "Huh?" he shifted from left to right, still unknown as to what was happening. "Down came the rain and washed the spider out!" with every word he could feel his pain growing. But, where was he? Was this a dream? As the Axe wielding rider's vision became clear, so did his understanding of the situation. He was nothing but a torso, including his arm which held the hilt of his axe. He could see other riders torn apart as well, body parts caking the ground below him, which trembled under him. There was skipping. "Out came the sun and dried up all the rain!" the cheer sounded more like a screech as the Rider came to a conclusion. "... I'm going to die..." he lamented in his head. The other riders around that found themselves as well dismembered moaned in agony. This was one thing he could not figure out though. Why was this happening? How did he get here. This strange sensation of pain dulled these questions as he felt a feeling of cold shiver up his spine. "What... the hell is this?" He darted his head back and forth applying pressure to his arm in order to provide stability. "Oh, Hi there Mr.Axey guy!" A female rider in white bowed down to his level. "Hngh." He crept backwards. " My name is... Hm. Well, i'm not really a Rider... I'm a... kind of... Monster." she giggled to her self. His eyes kept going from the rider to the floor and anywhere else but here. How did he get here? Last thing he remembered was getting Curry at Iron Boy... " Darling, please don't play with your food. These riders are quite... disgusting." a male voice winced in the distance. "I wont Papa. But... this one is a funny one. When he screams, he passes out." she retorted to the monster in the distance, licking blood off her hand. Seemingly she wasn't a rider at all, only covered in the materials to make her look like one... or what she once was. "Fuck you!" another rider in yellow shouted, then exploded. This was too far away from the Axe Weilding Rider to see. But he heard it... he heard the other rider die, and proceed to get devoured. There had to be twenty... Thirty? Maybe more... this void was flooded with them. Not Rider, but not human. "Say, Axey guy. Tell me, what is your doh... what is it called. Oh n'yeah! "Rai Duh" name. I hear it is respectful in your culture to exclaim it before battle. Unfortunately I forced you into that form, and never got your name. Tee hee." she giggled once more stepping slowly closer. "My name?" he vomited blood into his helmet. "N'yeah huh!" she bent down to eye level with him excited. "I am, Sean Nagasaki. But, you may call me Kamen Rider Ares!" He shouted at his assailant before his axe decided to add to the conversation "Fuuuuuuck you bitch!" he landed face first into her neck, but was not able to cleave it, only snuggle up to the veins inside of it. "Shit..." he mumbled. "Shit, is right fuckface!" A large white blood soaked stiletto of her suit flew into Ares's face forcing him and his axe to fly back a few feet, cracking the helmet. "I don't appreciate it when my food tries to hurt me..." She winced, allowing her neck to fall back in place, healing her wounds. Two more explosions came from the void, death was being had everywhere. He has to escape... Somehow. "What... Are you?" He whispered. "We are The Royal Breed." a cool voice softly crept behind him. A different cool feeling reached inside of him. His lungs. Another monster knelt behind him holding his hand deep inside of Ares's ribcage. "We feed on Riders. The death that you all spawn is... exotic. You fight for no reason, only for power! The Adrenaline you all produce... God, it is just orgasmic. " explained another monster who glowed red in the distance. He was just a misshapen figure to Ares. Everything was growing blurry once more. "Kid... y'gotta wake up..." the Axe whispered. "C'mon Sean. Y'gotta do it..." His vision cleared once more. "ULTIMA REVENGENCE!!!" A shade of purple flew through the air, and the female Royal fell to the floor. "Axe Rider... You had better be careful. This is about to get hairy..." A bronze rider stood above Ares. "By the way, you can call me... Gearz." He stood in a wide stance. "Lets get these wheels spinning!!"
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06-19-2013, 02:19 PM | #4 |
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Ch.4 - Nasty Fiends, and terrible things.
Gearz dashed between each monster to defend the fallen Ares. A long metal staff appeared out of a portal created by a floating gear that seemed to follow the bronze hero. With every blow to The Royal, a rainbow of sparks ignited causing them to step back. "Y'know. At any time, you can go back to your world. I can handle this Rider." He spun behind him to knock another Royal away. However, they became surrounded each face that was not quite a face, but still hungry. Watching from dead open eyes, they surrounded the two riders, with the original group of five in front. The first, would be Lady Seven. She was the Princess of the Royal Beast. She had sharp edges that contorted to her form, the visage of a rose blushed mask sat on her face, hiding the monster that was inside. Her helmet however was not as soft as it's face. Spikes protruded from all over, and with every gap between each spike, raven hair flooded the crevices which hung down to her lower back. The rest of her body kept a similar motive. Unlike her helmet though, she brandished a faint pink overtone, with Hot Pink Mid tones, and at her chest, brandished a Black mask similar to her Helmets. But, this one had eyes. It watched. It ate. It lived.... "Did you think a low level M3chanix like yourself had any chance at surviving our feast?" A larger Royal jeered out at the two riders. He was not as nice to look at. He dawned powerful Red and Golds from head to toe, which shined like finely tuned chrome. He held two oversize blades, one a Katana, the other a Halbred which instead of Red and Gold, his blades contrasted with his body kissing the colors with Silver and Blue. His helmet brandished a Cracked mask with the face of untold sorrow. He was the knight. Lord Ten. "Well the thing is. I came here thinking i'd save a few lives. Kill a few of you lot, and then have some Sake. But, it's seeming like a few half twit-failures such as yourselves have learned to hunt in packs. Congrats." "SILENCE FOOL!!!" rang out the black monster. His name was Jack. He was Third in Command of the Royals. If you saw him in front of you? One could only assume they had met with the grim reaper. His mask parodied a human skull as it was torn apart, and cracked in the appropriate places. He was a jet black, which shined brightly. Accenting his lines was a purple glow that pulsed like a heartbeat. The one thing that did change between purple and black however, was his chest which watched with a red mask that smiled to those who watch. "Son, you must not show you anger. It is not becoming of you, or any of us. Especially in front of Company." chucked out the she-bitch Certainly tallest of the bunch, The queen leered down at the two riders, having to be about seven feet high. her ruffles would hide the fact that, despite being so big, she was wearing stilettos that gave his this height. But her dress would hide many things. Her face for instance? It was a green jade that only poked out from the cleavage provided by the dress. However, it was different then the others. It expressed no emotion, only trailed along her body the face itself being porcelain, the rest a jade vein which created a spine down her back which was left unguarded. A weak spot one might say. Her helmet however brandished no mask. Only a blank angular slate, that pointed down. Her crown however, was majestic just as posh as the rest of her appearance. It was red and gold like her knight with various silver trims to expand her elegance. She held a scepter which was studded in a crystalline jewelry. It was part one of two of something that no living being should be in possession of... Finally of this group stood the second tallest. The servant. He was no lord. No warrior. Only a monster and a voyeur, the kind of creatures that not even purgatory could seal inside. He was The Keeper. At first glance, this was a very tall, but ordinary business man. He had a long bushy pony-tail, crescent glasses, and an ordinary grey suit. On paper he was normal. He could possibly be a music producer, or a teacher. He could even be doing taxes for a company. But, on the inside... He was far worse then the initial Seven, Ten and Jack. Partly for what he has witness, what power he has bestowed on his victims. What mindless torture the riders endure against each other, or the twist of fate that leads the riders on a conquest of victory, to a new circle of hell filled to the brim with hungry Royal Breeds. But, if he needed to fight. He knew quite well. He was indeed the oldest of all of them. His straight posture showed this. His non-stop focus. His eyes where dead set on Gearz... "You." his white gloved finger raised to point at the rider. "Eh?" He backed up a few paces allowing his staff to slide down closer to the ground. "You are not one of them. Why do you fight? You are not a human, nor are you a rider... You are... a M3chanix... This is not your fight. What does one of these disgusting apes mean to you?" He took a few paces forward passing through Ten, and Jack. Gearz knew this would be trouble. But... what else could he do? His family's kingdom was at risk. Though being nothing but a M3chanix. He knew what he had to do. He had to save humanity. He had to stop the Royals. He had to win. "Hey. Damonjii. What did the caterpillar say to the butterfly? " Gears stood up ready. "What?" Exclaimed Ten. "Gotta run!" He laughed at his own joke using his staff to open up a portal. "If you run little one. We will find you..." Queen retorted to his quip. "If you find us in the world of the humans. I feel bad for you. There are tons of humans that Kentaro has turned into Riders. If you chase me there, you are signing your own warrant." He and Ares slipped into the void. "Adios mustachios." Gone. "Mother, did you really have to let him get away?" Whined Jack. "Yes. We did. If they think they are strong, they are strong. If they think they are heroes, more will want to follow as heroes. Our Keeper will ensure that people will want to fight forever. Wont you, my pet?" she gestured to The Keeper. "I have no choice. You and your lesser half both wield the power of of the Infinity void. Even if I tried to resist, my existence would be nothing compared to this force... " He paused. " Myself, and the corporation I represent, will still ensure there will be food for you all. However, do keep in mind that creating such a resource is... expensive." " I am quite well aware of this need, Keeper. I will pay your wages, as I do every time. " she looked down at The keeper. If only she could show her fury, however not even her voice carried emotion. She held her wand high over The Keeper. Who's eyes began to glow. Red. Green. Yellow. Purple. Black. He was The Keeper. Something more powerful then any could hope to imagine. No one could stop him, not even thieves that stole an artifact the entails limitless power. He would find his way to this philosopher's stone. Crush the Pandora's Box that the Royal where trapped in. For their apocalypse was on the horizon. The Keeper will rise.
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06-21-2013, 11:23 AM | #5 |
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Ch.5: Beyond the Void.
Every rider shares a dark secret within themselves. Their partner, and transforming device, the Gaki. Souls trapped within time itself condensed in a small machine, that transfers their energy into powerful suits of armor allowing each user to become Riders. Something to the nature of a Cowboy, and a Knight rolled into one. Leaving no sunset without pistol smoke. This was the fate of the riders. To some, they where food. To others, another strength, another death, another win or lose. Seconds could go by and another would fall allow the other to grow stronger. A semi-equivalent exchange for the sheer power they are given. But, what is the cost when the exchange is ones life? High above the city line soared the air-ship of the Multi-billion earning company Akigo Industries. Number one in Military goods and from a healthy investment cosmetic hardware as well. The Leviathan watched the city, watched The Keeper select his pray. It could see even deep within the void. Every body that rotted in the streets, unable to be buried, or moved. It could see everything, every desperate whore who claims to be doing it for her kids, but is really in it for the cheap tricks and the money she spends on her job. Boob jobs, Lipo Suction, Wigs, and Makeup. All the tools a girl needs to get money fast without having to take a loan. Suichi Masakimoto specifically knew this. She knew that her body was only worth these tricks, and that her children at home have a father that is willing to stay with them 24/7 to raise, and nurture them. What was she needed for? Someone had to work. Even if the work was hard, disgusting, and vile. She did not care. She was in it for the non-stop sex. Being a nymphomaniac could do that to a girl, and as such she gets the best of both worlds. As she could not care if you where ugly, fat, crooked nosed, small, or large. Only if she got paid and laid. Suichi was a whore. As a whore by nature, she never expected a man in goggles to come up to her. Force a watch on her, and tell her that if she did not follow the instructions specifically. She would die. Being fantastic at taking directions, she followed each one by one, as also given to her in a yellow notepad 1) Walk to Ironboy 2) Order Large fry, Strawberry Shake. (I will provide you with the money.) 3) Leave. 4) Walk into the Akagi Corperation building. 5) Demand that you speak to Toshi Akagi. 6) Die. The halls of Akagi Corperation LLC where bathed in blood. The receptionist, The security, The Riders, and of course. The whore. The watch contained a gateway to the void. Something that the main entrance of the building prevented. As most CEOs of the company where indeed Riders and did not believe that such trivial fighting was good for a workplace. That is why our goggled friend waited for opportunity. He staked out every "lady of the night" paying them money for services other than sex. As he had a boner for knowledge, and revenge. He desired to know which of the prostitutes had the least to live for. Most if not all of them, "Did this since I was 12, sugah!" followed by walking away. Which is strange as they earned large amounts of money to deny this person of information. But, money was no issue. He killed hundreds of riders. Each leaving behind credit and debit cards. All he had to do was max each out in the form of cash, and leave. He had it all planned out. His revenge. He would kill the one who invented the rider devices. Kill the person that forced him to become one in the first place. Kill everyone that works for the company, and finally kill the bitch that fathered his children, only to use them as lab experiments. Toshi. "Toshi... you bitch... Come out!" He wailed stepping out of the void and into the building as a Red Rider. He walked through the marble hallways of the building transcending each floor each floor leading to more mystery as the maze he followed lead to another dead end. The Akagi Corperation building was built like that. Had he been royal enough to receive this name. He would know that Riders are destined to live forever in the halls of the building. He would know the secret of the CEOs. But, alas. He found himself at the bottom of the stairs, his throat protruding a gaseous liquid before he could even react. "Jack is my name, killing is the game. Seems you are dead, as the walls are painted red!!!" cried out the Black Royal. "Now, before you die it is time to cry wolf. Please tell me why you decided to attack my fair little company?" "Hngh." He coughed up blood into his helmet, leaving two different shades of red to contrast to one another. " T-t...To....Shi" his body gave out. He had no strength left. But in the halls of Akagi Corporation, Riders cannot die. He revived at the bottom of the stairs, his throat slit once more. He gagged wheezed cried, and once more died. He was forever trapped in Jack's maze. "Poor Unfortunate soul." He chuckled. "Would it help if I told you that I have been watching you this entire-time? That I knew you where going to do that to said packet of meat that walked through the door" Jack Monologued. The Red Rider's vision became hazy. He died. He woke up. Then died. He was stuck in an infinite panic of dying, yet he could not die. Was this the fate of the Rider?
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On Hiatus until further notice due to lack of interest, i'll probably pick it back up if some feeback is given, that way I can get motivated... Also. MOAR IMAGES!!!
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