[Sentai]

Destroyman wrote down this idea in my thread looking for ideas. And I love Decade.. so here we go people!

Kamen Rider Decade

The First Emotion

“Oops! Welcome to the Tokyo Kamen Rider Museum’s Automated Tour. My name is Miu Kazashiro and I’ll be…” The silence of the museum was broken by the distinct sound of a gloved fist being sent through a television monitor. As though he gave a single damn about the History of these belts. What mattered is he wanted them, and his Father needed them. Speaking of.. The man dressed completely in black began searching. Moving carefully between the display cases, checking each one for what he was sent for first.

Ichigo..
Nigo..

No, what he was after came much after. Flipping himself over the case he began quickly moving between the cases. Moving through the decades of famous protectors. Past RX, beyond Kabuto, through Den-O, and just beyond Ryuki.. And there it was. Coming to a stop the man beneath the cloth mask smiled, clenching his hand so tight each knuckle cracked one after another. “Henshin.”
His hand ripped through the glass, gripping hold of the large blue handgun inside. KAMEN RIDE.. DIEND! Erupting the thief brilliant blue light, while large cards slice through his newly formed helmet. Joined by pure laughter as he turned the weapon on the other cases. Shooting each one in turn, placing the newly emancipated Drivers into the large duffle strapped over his shoulder. But.. Something was wrong. According to Recon two belts were missing! One from the same era as DiEnd and one newer Rider..
3... 2.… 1.… “HENSHIN!” DiEnd growled, shielding his eyes from the bright white light erupting from the darkness. And more from the idiotic declaration that came next! “SPACE IS STILL AWESOME!” Now this idiot looked ridiculous. All white, large almost see-through belt, and a helmet shaped like a damned rocket ship. “Okay, Thief! Let’s do this Man to Man!”
“How about no?” DiEnd was already moving. Activating Invisible while firing at the now running Fourze, trying to dodge the shots as displays shattered and broke all around him. Radar On Winch On! See, Fourze did learn. Radar was used to detect the Heat of DiEnd moving and weaving through the displays, while Winch was sent off like a casting line. Snagging the duffle, ripping it free, and sending all the stolen drivers scattered through the air.
Magic Hand On. Fourze was ready. Already snatching one of the belts midair, but everything suddenly stopped.. A white swirling vortex taking shape above them. Sucking through broken displays, statues of Riders, all of the once airborne Drivers, and both Fourze and DiEnd..

Café Bluebird

Everything was put away. The tables were all cleaned and prepped for the rush of morning service, the specials for the next day already written with care on the small board inside. Each table and chair was set just so inside.. Right up until the brilliant white flash illuminated the room, spilling an armored man dressed in white through one of the tables. Along with a myriad of broken displays and pieces of statue.
“… Not yet…” Someone was asleep inside the café? Apparently. The man dressed in white chef’s clothes was asleep at one of the tables, writing down menu ideas while enjoying some wonderful Pad Thai. Until he heard what sounded like a freight train smashing through his roof. Sending up bolt upright, fork in hand ready to beat back.. Whatever the hell just happened!
Blinking, Nathan took a look around. Standing from his perch, looking over the carnage just dropped on his beautiful café. “What?! .. Come on!” Lifting broken tables, moving busted chairs, Nathan’s eyes went wide. There was a man… Why was there a man?! He was dressed in some strange white suit, with what looked like Playstation buttons on his arms and legs. And a busted helmet that looked like.. Was that a rocketship? “You alright? .. And what the Hell are you?!”
Kisaragi reached out. Weakly slapping something into Nathan’s chest, even as sparks showered here and there from all the damage took from riding through the Rift unprepared and unprotected. “Take this.. He doesn’t know. What he took could… destroy everything.. Find them, destroy them.. Or we’re all dead!” “What?!” Nathan gripped what the man gave him, but what he said made no sense. Find what? Who took what?! “Hey!” No no no, he can’t be dead! Listening Nathan could still hear a heartbeat! Quickly, Nathan called the paramedics.. But he couldn’t just leave the guy like this. Maybe his belt?
His brows knit trying to figure how it worked. Looks like switches.. Well, he flipped all the red ones first. In the movies it’s always the red ones, right? And sure enough the suit disappeared, leaving Kisaragi wearing his usual black beneath. And left Nathan time to hide the Fourze Driver before the Ambulance arrived outside to help Kisaragi.

“So you’re story is he fell from upstairs?” Well, it was almost true. He fell into the café from above! Just.. Not through the floor. “Yes. He’s my cousin,” Lying to the police, what a wonderful way to start a Saturday. Nathan thought as he answered. “The floor must’ve given out. We had some water damage last year, but I must’ve missed it when we refurbished. Will he be alright?” The patrolman didn’t look like believed him. But then he also had no proof that wasn’t exactly what happened.. “He’s fine, just under sedation. Why does he look like he went through a fight?”
Great Nathan. Explain this one, I dare you. “He’s an Amateur Boxer!” … Seriously?! “He’s from Japan, and he came here to study. He just got home from a match when the floor gave.” He was already clenching. Ready for the Patrolman to slap the cuffs on and take him downtown for.. Whatever they did downtown! But thankfully his notepad closed, and the officer gave a shrug. There wasn’t any proof what he said wasn’t true. And no one to press charges. “Fine. But get your roof fixed, properly this time.”
Oh thank god. Nathan took such a sigh of absolute relief when the officer walked away, and the elevator doors closed behind him. “.. I need a vacation.” Pushing himself up from his chair, Nathan walked into the room just as the nurse was leaving. Looks like he wouldn’t be awake for a while. What was that strange thing he gave him?
Walking over to his backpack, Nathan pulled out both the strange silver case with that black bar through it. And some strange belt thing. The belt was placed on the sill. He wanted to see what was inside that case.. Just open, and: “Cards? … A trading card game is going to save the universe?” Someone’s been watching to much Anime. There were twelve cards with pictures of faces on them. No, not faces. More helmeted people like Mister Crash-His-Ceiling. Kiva, Hibiki, Ryuki, Blade, Faiz, Agito, Den-O, Kabuto, Kuuga, OOO, W, and Decade. “Who the hell named these things…”
There were other cards. Looked like various attacks, and then weapons based on the faces from the other cards. None of this made sense. Leaning himself against the nearby sill, Nathan ran his fingers back through his buzzed black hair and gave another deep sigh. Laying the case and weird belt aside. And folding his arms, looking at the strange man who decided to fall through his ceiling.
“Alright, Space Man. I’m willing to take on Faith you aren’t crazy. You did just appear out of my ceiling, after all. Dressed like some Anime-Reject, but still. So if you are telling the truth, if someone did steal weapons, and this can destroy them before they hurt people and destroy us all.. How about waking up and showing me where the instruction manual is?” Maybe the belt? Seemed like the place to start. “The hell?!” Soon as he placed the buckle against himself the damned belt just snapped itself closed around his waist and opened! “.. Okay, sure.” There was an opening. For one of the cards maybe? Opening the case, Nathan looked through the selection and chose Decade. “I need to find out how anyone can see out of that radiator-face..” If any of this craziness was real. He was still taking bets he smacked his head and was hallucinating.
“Must go like this..” Slipping the card into the slot, Nathan gripped both ends of the Driver and with a quick push of his wrists.. KAMEN RIDE.. DECADE! “What in the nine hells?!” In a flash of purple Nathan had transformed! Running into the bathroom, Nathan couldn’t believe what he was seeing! He’d become the helmeted figure from the Decade Card! And what was weirder.. Was he suddenly understood. He knew the belt was called the Decade Driver, and the case was the Ride Booker. His name was Kamen Rider Decade, and that man was Kamen Rider Fourze. He didn’t know how he knew, just that he knew.
Which means.. Before he could finish his thought he was suddenly gone. A white flash surrounding him taking him into what looked like a long tunnel of light. And.. There was a strange Japanese man dressed in a blue school uniform, with cropped almost ginger hair. And a very sour look. “Good, Kisaragi made it into your world. My names Kengo. And we don’t have a lot of time. I’m using what’s left of the Cosmic Energy over my world’s Japan to talk to you, I don’t know how long this will stay open. That man is Kisaragi Gentaro, Kamen Rider Fourze. He’s stuck in that world now.. He’s annoying, but he’s a good friend! He’ll help you stop whoever stole the Rider Drivers!”
Okay. Why wouldn’t he be talking to a man inside a light tunnel, nothing else made sense this morning. “Why?”
“Each one is connected to the world it came from, in our world there was a balance. Your Decade Driver. But when it left it’s place the balance was broken, now every world of every Rider is collapsing. If you don’t destroy the belts they’ll all be destroyed! The tunnel’s collapsing.. tell Gentaro he has one chance to come back, tomorrow at noon! Tell…”

The portal slammed shut, and Nathan stumbled back against the door of the bathroom. Back to normal and everything. Walking back into the room he hid the Driver and Booker back inside his backpack, and called the nurse. Asking her to call him the instant Kisaragi woke up. .. So much for the lunch rush, he thought. The café needed repaired.. And apparently, he had worlds to save.