[KyoryuBlue]

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.

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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.