Kamen Rider Legacy

"Ah, well, actually." He grabbed Haw by the back of his shirt and pulled him back. "A few things before you go trapsing around a new world."

He looked at him with the utmost seriousness. "One. Take the page." He held up the silver page. "It will guide you to where you need to go, and who you need to see."

"Two. DO not spend more time there than necessary. Go in. Get the ally. Get out. Nothing more, nothing less."

"Three, and this is the important one." He stared at him in the eyes. "Do not. And I repeat. DO not, allow Toon to cause any damage. Damage done to the prime world could very well cause catastrophic destruction and chaos across the entirety of the multiverse. Unless you are absolutely, completely desperate, Do not become Toon."

"Other than that, I trust you all completely!" He chirped, letting Hawthorne and Kenshi go off on their grand adventures, and turning back to the others. "And have fun in Plasma's world!"

...

Izzei's ears snapped back, and his eyes went wide. He sniffed a little bit, turning his attention over his shoulder.

"You got company." He grumbled. "Smells like a portal just opened."

The Hub

The Error Rider stood in the shadows waiting for the last rider to leave. silently observing in wait like that of a predator in the night searching for the opportunity to strike. The moment the last portal closed, it stalked toward Seisen.

Error: "Give me the book and you wont die on this day..."

The Error extents on of it's hand to the side letting it transfigure in a long blade.

beyond the portal

Hawthorn looks around taking in his surrounding, he begins reading the page forced into his hands by seisen.

Haw: "Rider Leo... Ken in your world do you have television, and, if you do, does television in your world show the stories of "Fictional" riders?"

Edited by kiddthegamer on Oct 22nd 2018 at 2:22:18 PM

"Got it" Kenshi stepped into the portal, with a smile, jumping into the portal.

He pondered the answer to Hawthorne's question, before answering.

"Yes and no" He answered "They existed as stories, of masked, cursed men fighting against evil. There is the old show, Yami Rider based around the idea, about a man turned demon in his battle against a hidden organization that turned him. There were sequels, change of studios... Didn't think about how close to home it hit, but then, I was deep into it"

Looking around, he could only look at the page. Time to pick up this new ally.

Gaziim chuckles, unphazed. “Hmhmhm...oh, dear pooch, I know. Portals and time are my modus operandi.”

His grin widens. “Are you wishing to combat them yourselves? Three, plus three, six riders total. And with your state...you’d be torn to shreds.”

Himuro nods. “We strategize.” Then taps a map of the city. “This one’s a flyer, so we’ll initiate combat from the rooftops. Plasma, Beam, you don’t have forms with palpable mobility. Weiss will outfit your Ride Gears with wall climbing capabilities.”

The captain turns on his heel. “As for you three, I don’t know your capabilities, but you’ve fought alongside the inspector before. Stay close to Plasma and act accordingly. Gaitians are a dangerous breed. One false move and you’ll lose your life.”

Matthew And Yuriko salute. “Understood.”

Natura hesitated for a good few moments before copying the salute. He had a rough idea of ranks from the Zephyr Guard but wasn't particularly used to authority; Theobald vouched for him, and the rest of the generals listened to him.

"Understood."

"..."

Seisen stared at the wall in front of him as he closed his eyes. He knew it was bound to happen. He knew in some aspect, he would end up slipping eventually. He knew that he would be careless enough to let something slide in, unnoticed. He did find it ironic, however, that no matter how hard he tried, some aspect of Geki managed to get in.

It'd been a while since he fought, but maybe it was time to dust off the old bones.

"You're quite brave for coming after the Guardian of the Multiverse." He said as he spun around slowly. "Even braver for being nothing more than a blatant copy. But I suppose if you truly want to try..."

He gestured, and the book suddenly swung open. He reached into it, as if it were an endless pitcher, and grabbed something. Pulling out a yellow and pink bow and arrow◊, he aimed it at the creature.

"But do be warned, just because I am a pacifist doesn't mean I won't take you down, monster."

...

The world that Kenshi and Hawthorne stepped into was just as normal as anyone elses. They were, evidently, in the middle of modern day Japan, with all the familiar hustle and bustle of the modern world offered. There wasn't any immediate notice of where, or even when they were, but the page in Kenshi's hand began to tug them almost desperately down the road.

Towards what appeared to be a normal looking hospital...

...

"Tch." Grinned Izzei. "They got me by surprise last time, I can handle them if I know exactly what I'm looking for." he chuckled. "Besides, even if I can't handle the Golden's...I can surely rip apart one of their friends..." He sniffed the air again and cracked his neck.

"Unless, of course...' He gestured to his stump. "You want to offer some aid...as a sign of new allies..."

Ishi merely nods in agreement as he watches for his assignment to lead out "Sure thing, I'm good with winging it."

Meanwhile, he starts mentally going over his options A flying monster could be tricky... I should be able to use Topaz and Ruby for some range, but if this thing has any mobility that'll still be troublesome

Edited by BlitzTrain on Oct 23rd 2018 at 3:47:41 AM

"This thing is anxious" Kenshi grunted as he kept following "I hope we don't look weird to everyone" He whispered.

"Oro, a hospital" He noted "So, how do we do this? Sneak in? One punches the other and looks for the Rider?" He asked Hawthorne. There is also the option of using the new Class, but he didn't want to enter with weapons or else things are gonna get troublesome.

Edited by Blueace on Oct 23rd 2018 at 7:49:41 AM

The Hub

Error: Cold "I don't know or care about any Geki... I don't care about this pathetic base... Malgam orders to go on conquest of the multiverse and exterminate the collective,I am Error Rider and Malgam's Will be done."

The Error rider covers a surprising amount distance in less than the blink of an eye take position only inches away from Seisen his blade hand pointed at the mans chest.

Error: Cold " I repeat my offer give me the book and keep your life."

Ex-Aid Tokyo

Hawthorn puts his hand on ken's shoulder.

Haw: Calmly whispering "We Follow the page to the hospital and hold it like a page of directions on a windy day, and we don't go in guns blazing either, only if the rider cant handle Their M.O.W. do we activate and transform. We need to get there talk them out of the place and show them our changers. And I cant say this strongly enough DO NOT touch any thing you don't have to our presence wasn't in the show so any thing you do here messes with canon."

Hawthorn takes a breath releasing Ken's.

Haw: said poorly in Japanese "Oh and my Japanese isn't very good."

"Okay, cool," Nancy said, feeling the need to break the chain of "stiff-and-formal" speech.

Floating a few inches off the ground (half to show off, half to show people what she could do), she followed Yuriko as everyone deployed.

"Hmhmhm...a favor? How intriguing. I do suppose that...paragon of theirs could be taken down a peg or three."

Clunk.

The sound of tearing flesh heralds the coming of a long, slender blade appearing out of Izzei's stump, sharp, hooked, and sinister.

"I can allow some fun, yes. Now Cry Havoc, my pooch-of-war. Cry Havoc."

"Very good." the Captain finishes. "Then we deploy at once! Riders, stand ready!"

"Sir!"

Yuri's the first to transform, opting for her new Sniper clip.

And then it was Matthew's turn, slashing a Clip through a reader on his belt. "Henshin! Beeeeam!" In a blaze of red light, Kamen Rider Beam emerges, looking like a far less armored version of Plasma's assault form, with a lightning motif.

And lastly, their Captain. "Kamen Rider Paragon...Henshin." He says, placing a white Clip in a belt not unlike Plasma's own. His armor, his cape, boots, everything was a mixture of gold, blue, and predominately white. The cowl covered his features behind a sturdy, almost iron colored bug-eyed mask.

Paragon hovers off the ground, arms crossed, then points toward the garage. "Riders, deploy!"

Plasma and Beam sound the affirmative as they kick off and dash for their Ride Gears.

The Garage door opens to the streets and the pair takes off, Paragon flying above them.

"Oh, you guys transform before finding the monster" Ishi mutters as the native riders transform, and pulls out his driver to slot his plates in place. "Henshin!" In a burst of light and molten heat Alloy appears with a yellow vest and gauntlets that end in electric zigzags up his arms to go with his bronze helmet and steel boots.

In the garage, Alloy reaches for an empty spot on his belt, and groans in dismay as he starts patting down his leggings for other pockets before rushing to Plasma's ride to hop on behind her with a hurried "Sorry, my bike is missing. Hope that's not a problem"

Edited by BlitzTrain on Oct 23rd 2018 at 8:59:59 AM

Nancy took her place behind Paragon to his left. Hopefully Natura could take the spot to the right and they'd have a full-on flight formation going here.

"Meh. I have the energy to spare, anyways. Plus it makes it easier to get around," Nancy said in response to Alloy's statement about transforming.

She seemed to be fiddling about with a massive tangle of string while they flew. Judging by the confusion on her face, it was supposed to be a really complicated spell.

Natura took flight, following along to Paragon's right. He assumed these Riders were more used to working together, so he was just following their lead.

"I mean, I can fly, it's faster than just running around. Especially on Ventus, the bridges get pretty congested."

It did not occur to Natura that he hadn't actually told Alloy anything about Ventus yet.

Seisen stared for a moment longer before he reached down and grabbed the handles of the weapon, pulling them apart to reveal a pair of hand sized sickles. He held them up towards the error.

"I'd sooner give up my life than willingly give up the book. If you wish to take it, you'll need to pry it from my cold dead hands.' He glared at him silently.

...

The blade felt heavy.

The blade felt sharp.

The blade felt REAL.

He stared at it for a moment, giving it a few experimental swings before he grinned a grin with far too much teeth. He didn't waste much time, as he was bounding over rooftops, heading towards his destination.

The thought of skinning one of them sent a euphoric thrill through his mind as he did, as he kept his eyes out for his prey.

...

"Excuse me?"

A voice from the side of Ken and Haw spoke up after a moment of silence. His hair was short and black, combed to the side to allow his face to be seen. He was currently wearing a doctors coat, a stethoscope, and holding a clipboard, a bright, neon pink shirt underneath it.

"Did you two need help?" Emu asked, tilting his head.

Kenshi nodded at Hawthorne as he followed the page. When they found Emu, he gave a sign to Hawthorne, to indicate they found him.

"Howdy" He said, putting on a semi successful Kansai accent, offering a handshake "I'm Kenshi Arashi, and I am a student aiming to become a doctor" Looking at Hawthorne "I hear tell this was one good hospital, and I figured I should check it out, this is my american friend Hawthorne, he was visiting and had to bring him with me" Of course, he was lying through his teeth, but they needed to get one minute alone with him if they had any chance of completing the mission.

The Hub

Error rider Reaches his hand up as if to call for any core near by and grasps The world core That been brought back from Rider Code's world he holds it tightly for a moment. The color drains out of the core, it turns completely Black. Error drops the black core to the ground and thrusts his blade at Seisen's chest.

Error: "I will have your life then Rider, Then I will take the book."

Ex-aid Tokyo Hospital

Hawthorn blinks a few times trying to put the words that were just spoken to him together.

Haw: poorly in japanese "Yes, Yes. I need you to look carefully at this pen please."

Hawthorn Fumbles in his pockets for a moment producing his pen and holding it out for Emu.

Haw: in English "Ken you too, show him yours."

"Right, just...hang on, alright?" With a rev of the engine, spikes appear on the wheels of the bikes. Both Riders rear up and latch onto the side of a nearby building, driving straight up.

Paragon flies up, keeping formation.

The rooftops are many and varied, black gashes litter the edges, a few citizens appear to have been placed up here, wandering in a daze.

Plasma growls in annoyance. "Paragon, sir...it's started feeding already it seems."

"If this thing just got made, then of course it'd be hungry." Beam scoffs.

-Far in the distance, the great avian looms menacingly, carrying another person in its talons.-

Nancy started going through options in her head. She wanted to just charge at the Gaitian, but that would break formation.

"I can make a net to catch it," Nancy offered. "Or you can buy me some time to let me figure out this tangly magic stuff."

"From what the needle put in my head, it'll shoot a bunch of magical shots in a pattern...that's all it says. It's not very helpful, is it?"

Despite the serious mission, Alloy found himself staring at the sky and out toward the horizon once they made it to the top of the building. "Wow, I never thought a ceiling could get so blue or bright... Just how big is your cavern anyway? It must take a lot to power that light"

The other's comments calls his attention to the civilians he'd overlooked. "Ah... What kind of 'feeding'?"

Edited by BlitzTrain on Oct 25th 2018 at 9:18:46 AM

Natura continued flying along as they approached the bird monster.

"I could try buffeting it with wind but it's not really a precise attack."

'Feeding' didn't sound good, but he had no idea how these monsters worked. Maybe he should have been paying more attention to what the others had been saying...

Kenshi just pulled something out of his wrist, showing part of the Leo Maker he wrapped around his arm. Of course, he wondered if this man would realize what they are, but here they are.

Hope this goes decently He thought We need help, Ex-Aid

This was it. Now or never. He watched stoically as he pulled the information from the core and absorbed it. He gripped the Gashacon Sparrow tightly, perhaps out of fear and steeled himself, barely able to catch the blade with his sparrows and displace the thrust to the side, glaring.

"I may not be a Rider, but I will still defeat you if I need to!" he shouted. "SO COME ON!"

...

Well, at least one of them spoke Japanese, Emu thought to himself, putting his hand to his chin deep in thought as Hawthorne spoke very stiltedly and struggling over the words. It didn't help that he could really only understand the word "Pen", but he was up for trying a new language!

As they pulled out...something for him to look at, he tilted his head and leaned down...and paused.

"Um..." He gestured to Kenshi's grip. "Your...paper, seems to be trying to escape your grasp..." He said to him.

Indeed, the Silver Page was furiously, almost desperately, trying to pull itself free from Kenshi. It looked like it was trying to pull away from Emu, pointing further and deeper into the hospital.

"How...weird." Emu mumbled, blinking.

...

The mission was relatively simple and easy to understand: Go in, help Plasma defeat the monster, and get back to brass taxes. Simple, right?

Well, one could only imagine the look of surprise when, in front of the group currently flying, a deranged, psychotic looking Izzei leaped in front of them, eyes wild and blade shining in the sun.

"RIDERS!" He screamed, as he swung his blade at August first...probably out of some sense of revenge.

With the element of surprise Izzei got a hit in on Natura but his armour took enough of the damage.

"You again! ... I don't remember if I learned your name. Doesn't matter."

Natura took a deep breath and summoned his claws in a burst of shimmering light. As he did, he briefly looked back at Paragon.

"We've met before. This guy's not one of yours."

He charged forward, slashing at Izzei as he passed in mid-air.

“Gaitian’s feed on...well, people’s memories...their personalities, their very being and leave them like...the-“ Plasma’s explanation is cut off by the sudden appearance of Izzei. “You, again?!” She turns her ride hard to avoid him.

“I’m going out on a limb and saying he isn’t one of your friends?” Beam days from beside her.

“Not the time!”

“Right. Shooting first, question later.” Beam chuckles before aiming and firing at Izzei with his laser pistol.

Meanwhile, Paragon seems unfazed. “We stick to our plan! Eliminate the Gaitian is our first priority! Draw its attention at your discretion, this distraction should serve no purpose!”

“Roger, Captain!” Plasma skids to a halt, and takes aim at Izzei with her rifle before firing.