I don't own Kamen Rider OOO and DRRR.
"Speaking"
"Thoughts/ Flashbacks"
[Celty Speaking/Chat Rooms/ Phone Messages]
Prologue: Welcome to Ikebukuro!
I was happy when I first arrived here at this city. I was stepping foot into a different area that made me shake in excitement. It was my chance to settle down, and live a normal life. Not to say that my life wasn't normal or anything, it was just the complete opposite. It was nothing filled with normality, and the only thing about it was that I always had to move around a lot.
Anyway, I never expected all of this freaky stuff to happen to me. Well I guess when I think about it, something like this was unavoidable from the very start, and were bound to happen sooner or later. And so with that, this is where all of my adventures start.
In the middle of a train station there stood a fifteen year old male, carrying a duffle bag that contained all of his stuff.
He has black messy hair that slightly spikes from the front and a little on the back. And his eyes are grayish-green that held a certain gleam in them. He wore a black long sleeved shirt, a gray sleeveless jacket, a pair of dark gray jeans, and a pair of black sneakers. It was hard to tell at first, but if someone gets a better look at him one could see that he has both American and Japanese decent in him. This is Zack Ryugasaki.
The place where Zack had arrived is city in Tokyo called Ikebukuro. Before coming here, he did some research on the city knowing it was a commercial and entertainment district in Toshima. As he read more about the city trying to get a good amount of knowledge, he learned it was home to many myths and a group of people called Color Gangs.
He doesn't know much about them due to a lack of further research. Plus, his move here was a last minute thing too.
As it was obvious due to him carrying a duffle bag with all of his stuff inside, Zack is going to be living here in Ikebukuro because a long time friend of his had invited him to come. He was also encouraged to attend a local high school called Raira Academy located in East Ikebukuro, to start classes in April for his first semester. He looked up the school and read it has good facilities and maintained grounds.
After telling his uncle and grandfather, the only family he has, about wanting to live in Ikebukuro they were a little iffy about it at first. But after giving it some thought considering the pros and cons, which mostly feel into the former, they agreed to let him live by himself knowing it was time for him to leave their side. So they taught him how to live by himself and helped him look for a cheap, affordable apartment located in the Sunshine District. They will send him an allowance from time to time depending how he does in school, so he's confident that he'll be okay.
"I'm finally here." Zack smiled as he looked around the station.
Now he just has to wait for his friend to arrive, so he can give him a brief tour around the city. Afterwards, he can find his apartment and unpack his stuff.
He then felt a presence standing beside him. Turning to see who it is, he looked at another teen around his age with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. He wore a white hoodie, black jeans, and silver clip on earrings. Plus, he wore a mischievous grin that was all too familiar.
"Zack!" he grinned.
"Masaomi…? Is that you?" Zack questioned, blinking at him.
"Is that supposed to be a question?" he playfully asked. "Then how about we play a game where you pick from these three top choices! Ready…? One: Masaomi Kida! Two: Masaomi Kida! And three: Masaomi Kida!"
"How about four: All of the above!" Zack jokingly played along as they laughed.
"Hey! Don't go making up your own answers, I tried really hard to come up with that awesome joke!" Masaomi playfully said then lightly punched Zack on the shoulder. "I missed ya, buddy!"
"Man, I can't believe it's you! Almost didn't recognize you because you dyed your hair. And I see your jokes haven't improved much. Still suck as always, huh?" Zack chuckled, happy to see his friend again.
"What did you expect? It's been five years. And look at you! I could have sworn the last time we saw each other I was taller out of the two of us…! But now we're about the same height! And let's not forget to mention your hair is still as messy as ever! What, you going for the shounen look or something?" Masaomi laughed while rustling his friend's hair making it even messier.
"Shut up!" Zack playfully retorted, slapping Masaomi's hand off his head as they laughed again.
"And pal, my jokes don't suck. They rule, alright?" Masaomi said wrapping an arm around Zack's shoulders.
"Aside from the new hair dye, he hasn't changed a bit." Zack thought with a smile.
"Anyway, as much as I love to joke around with you again, we should head out from underground and move to the surface. I'm in an unmistakably "go west" mood tonight! I'll trick you by thinking we're taking the west exit and really take you to the Seibu one!" he jokingly said while they made their way towards one of the station exits.
"I wonder if I'll meet some of the people who I spoke to online the other day?" wondered Zack.
(Flashback)
Zack was starting to pack his stuff as he picked up the pace. His flight for Japan doesn't take off until later on tonight, which will be somewhere around five in the morning, so he's in for a twelve hour long flight. He made sure to bring A LOT of stuff that'll keep him from getting bored.
Taking a glance at his laptop, he stopped packing and wondered if anyone was online. Walking over to his desk, he sat down and turned on the computer before logging into the chat room.
-Chat Room Log-
Rex: [Yo!]
Setton: [Hey, Rex.]
Rex: [Good to see you, Setton. I got some news to share.]
Setton: [What is it?]
Rex: [Staring tomorrow, I'm going to be living in Ikebukuro.]
Setton: [Oh nice. You might end up living near my neighborhood, then.]
Rex: [Probably. I'm still packing right now, and I'm currently logged in from my room. But tomorrow, I'll be logging on from inside an apartment near Sunshine.]
(Present)
As Zack was catching up with Masaomi, while listening to his bad jokes, he began to think about the times he originally spent here in Japan before moving away. As earlier stated, Zack is half American and half Japanese from his father and mother respectively. He was originally born in America spending the first four years of his life there before moving into a small town in Japan, where his dad got a job offer.
His new life in that small town and the years spent there were some of the happiest times of his life. That was where he met Masaomi and became friends with him. He would always hang out with him doing some stupid stuff that would get them into trouble. But all of that ended when Zack's parents died in an accident, it was one of the worst days of his life. Soon his uncle and grandfather, from his father's side, came to pick him up after attending the funeral. Afterwards, he moved away and became a traveler of sorts with his relatives, as they would go around the world to invest, sell, and make antiques.
For the past five years, he was traveling with them as he learned a lot of cool stuff and met some interesting people too. During his travels, he got a computer and was able to talk to Masami online which led to his move here.
"Is there anywhere you want to go?" Masaomi asked breaking him out of thought.
"Nowhere in particular…I'm only interested to see whatever I can." Zack answered making him chuckle.
"Still a go-getter as always I see!" he laughed. "Unfortunately, we don't have a lot of time before curfew hours kick in…so I won't be able to show you around much."
"That's alright. I had long trip getting over here anyway. So I expected this to happen."
"Well alright then, if you say so." the blonde shrugged. "I got it! How about we go to West Gate Park…?"
"Sure, that's fine with me."
"Awesome!"
They got on the escalator and slowly moved up to the surface. Zack looks up ahead as they were about to step into something really amazing.
Zack stared at the streets of Ikebukuro with a slight awed look.
"This is…really amazing." uttered Zack.
"What's up with that all of a sudden?" Masaomi playfully asked. "I bet you've seen better looking cities than this before."
"True." admitted Zack. "But for some reason, I get a different feeling from here than I do with the other places I've been to."
"A different feeling…?" Masaomi pondered before shrugging it off. "Well if that's the case, I'll take you to Shibuya sometime and see what 'feeling' you get there. Or if you like crowded places, a horse race will do you just fine."
"Very funny…"
They started to walk.
"Tell me, what's up with this whole gang business here?" he asked.
"They were all over the place last year." Masaomi began. "Most of them had gotten into a fight with some guys at Saitama, and a lot of people got arrested. Since then, you don't see a lot of people wearing the same colored clothes anymore. If they did that, the cops would wail on them."
"Hard to believe Ikebukuro would be a safe because of that."
"I only heard a few things from second hand, so I don't know much about it. But there are dangerous people out there than gangs, so watch your back."
"Go it." nodded Zack.
"Anyway here we are at 60th street, and on the other road is Sunshine Street." Masaomi gestured at their current location.
"Cool!" Zack awed, not paying attention to where he was walking then accidently bumped into something. Blinking in confusion, he looked at, "A cardboard cutout of Holo from Spice and Wolf…?"
Then two people stepped out from behind the cutout and curiously looked at him.
The first is a young woman in her early twenties with brown hair and matching eyes. She wore a long black coat, a 70's black cap, and carried shoulder bag.
The second is a guy around his early to mid twenties with blond hair and oddly closed eyes, yet he was still able to see somehow. He wore a light blue sweater, black jeans, and carried backpack.
"Hey there, Masaomi." greeted the young woman.
"Well if it isn't Erika and Walker." Masaomi smiled at the two.
"It's been a while." Walker said.
"Hey there." another voice spoke as they look to see two guys hanging out besides a green van. The one who called out to them is guy in his mid twenties with shoulder length brown hair, wearing a white dress shirt, red vest, blue jeans, and a necklace.
The last guy seemed to be the leader of their group, or at least gave off the impression that he is. He wore a dark green jacket, gray jeans, and a black beanie.
"Kida, long time no see." the beanie wearing man said.
"Same here." nodded Masaomi.
"Is this guy a friend of yours…?" Erika asked, looking at Zack.
"Yup, he's a childhood friend of mine, we go way back. He actually just moved here." Masaomi informed.
"Cool."
"These two are Erika Karisawa and Walker Yumasaki." Masaomi began, starting to introduce them to his friend. "And the guys over there are Kyohei Kadota and Saburo Togusa."
"I'm Zack Ryugasaki. Nice to meet all of you." he greeted.
Walker placed a hand on his chin, tilting his head to the side as he pondered about something after Zack had introduced himself.
"Is something wrong?" Zack asked.
"Do you think it's a pseudonym?" Walker asked, looking at Erika.
"What would a high school kid use a pseudonym for?" Erika questioned. "Oh! Maybe he's in the radio or has some kind of blog!"
"Actually…that's my real name." Zack stated making two look at him in awe.
"No way that's your name!?" Erika exclaimed.
"It's like the name of a protagonist in manga!" Walker happily said, clapping his hands in the air.
"I guess it does, doesn't it?" Zack laughed. "Anyway, sorry about bumping into you guys earlier."
"Don't worry about it, we're good." Erika assured.
"You guys went shopping?" Masaomi asked.
"That's right." nodded Erika.
"Dengeki released some new editions, so we bought all thirty!" Walker claimed.
"Did you buy two series each for yourselves? You know, for one person to read and then give that manga to the other and vice versa…?" Zack curiously asked.
"Part of it." replied Erika. "We got ten volumes for that reason and other reasons, too."
"Yup, other reasons indeed." added Walker as they traded knowing looks and chuckled.
"Somehow…that worries me." thought Zack, feeling a little tinge down his spine.
Erika and Walker picked up the cutout then looked at them.
"Anyway, we better get going now." Erika said.
"Yeah, see you later." said Walker as they walked over to the van.
As the two were trying to figure out how to put the cutout inside the van, Saburo yelled at them about not ramming it into said vehicle while running over to them.
"Later." Kyohei waved.
Zack and Masaomi waved back as they continued to explore around the city.
"I like those guys; they seem really fun to hang out with." Zack smiled.
"They sure are." Masaomi nodded. "They can be a little weird at times, but all of them are really nice once you get to know them. So if you're cool with them, they're cool with you."
"I don't think I should have any problems there. Not to mention you hung out with a lot of funny characters, like we did as kids." chuckled Zack.
"Like you, I know all kinds of people! Meaning I know a lot of good shops, where to buy the coolest clothes, and other things too…!" Masaomi happily boasted with his usual cheeky grin.
Zack couldn't help but wonder what kind of things his long time friend had been involved with during their time apart. He noticed a few of signs of him being involved in something. It was when they talked about the gang activities earlier. Though he doesn't want to dig any into too deep, or think about it longer than he should have. It was better to let things be.
"And if you know a lot of stuff, the easier it'll be to pick up girls! Like that one over there!" Masaomi grinned, looking at a brunette walking past them.
"What a pervert." Zack deadpanned.
Rio Kamichika thought she was like every other person in the world, born into a nice family home environment where everything is just plain and simple. Not facing any serious problems or conveniences in her life. Everything was going so well, until she found a certain envelope in her mailbox that was meant for her father. It had pictures of him cheating on her mother with other women.
After finding those pictures and more in the mail almost every day, Rio decided to hide them in her room hoping neither of her parents would find them. This routine had gone on for quite a while, as she pretended everything was alright with her parents and family life style at home. One day, she was in the chat room log on her phone taking notice of someone by the name of 'Nakura', who claimed that everything was meaningless and wished he could disappear from the world.
She spoke to Nakura everyday telling him about her problems. In return, he explains how he dated a girl who left him for his father. And states how he couldn't forgive his mother, who told him things like that happen all the time and someone would only lose if they made a big deal of it. More importantly, she never stated how she felt, and thought their family imagine was all that mattered. Nakura claimed she could have been thinking about his future, to which Rio argued against.
Nakura suggested they should disappear from the world together, and not face the cruelness of reality anymore. If they were to die, then the people who supposedly cared about them would understand how they felt. And teach them to value something precious.
And here she is, in Sunshine Street to meet with Nakura in person so they could disappear from the world by dying together.
Not too far from where she stood, a person was watching her from inside a building across the street on the fifth floor with a pair of binoculars as he grinned. He was mainly dressed in all black with a notable black jacket with a fur hoodie, wore silver rings on each index finger, he has black hair and brown eyes. This is the infamous Information Broker, Izaya Orihara.
In the crowd there was a man in his mid twenties, who was talking on the phone with someone. He has brown hair and matching eyes with glasses over, wearing a black dress shirt with a beige blazer over it, and black pants. This is Morita, a human trafficker alongside his friends working for Yagari Pharmaceuticals as they secretly perform human experimentation.
"I already told you." Morita said, talking on the phone with his friend.
"Are you sure that's her?" a voice asked from the other line.
"I'm positive. She matches the description from head to toe." he said, looking at the brunette.
Two men inside a purple van were parked not too far from where Morita is at.
The first man is rather on the large side and was pretty ugly too. He has short black hair and wore a blue track jacket with white stripes, a navy blue shirt underneath, and beige pants. This is Asanuma, the driver for delivering the goods.
The second man is rather short with brown hair wearing a pink sweater, beige cargos, and silver earrings. This is Kanazawa, the one in charge with the chloroform to put their targets asleep.
"Roger." Asanuma hung up the phone, lightly tossing it onto an empty seat. "Alright, it's time for us to go. Make sure you put enough, alright? If she doesn't wake up by the time we get there, she'll be worth a lot less."
"She's a teenage girl, right? I bet we'll get fifty percent more than we usually do." Kanazawa grinned, pouring some of the chloroform into a small sack.
"More like twenty percent." Asanuma stated.
"We haven't had a teenage girl in a while." Kanazawa grinned.
"All thanks to that Info Broker for giving us the details." Asanuma smirked, starting the engine as he drove the van to meet their friend.
-Chat Room Log-
Kanra: [Good evening!]
Rex: [Hey there, Kanra. You're still online?]
Kanra: [I had to take a call. Oh, and I just read the log too. Heard you were moving here to Tokyo. Congratulations.]
Rex: [It's really not a big deal. I'm just moving to another place.]
Kanra: [Anyway, want to meet offline sometime?]
Rex: [Sure, I guess.]
Kanra: [Speaking of offline meetings, a lot of people who meet off the Internet get together to commit suicide.]
Setton: [Yeah, it was popular for a while. They'd meet offline and start a suicide pact…]
Rex: [Has something like this been announced on the news?]
Setton: [No. They probably couldn't kill themselves.]
Kanra: [Or perhaps there are still a lot of incidents, and it's just that no one knows they're still happening. Maybe no bodies have been found.]
Rex: [Not funny, Kanra.]
Setton: [I agree. That's totally inappropriate.]
Kanra: [Alright, alright…Speaking of which, there have been a lot of missing person cases recently…]
Rex: [Missing person cases…? You mean on the news?]
Kanra: [Most of them have been stated as illegal aliens, and kids who ran away from home. But apparently, many of them occur in Shibuya and Ikebukuro.]
(With Rio)
"Excuse me." Morita spoke catching her attention.
"Yes…?" she asked.
"Are you Magenta?" he asked, knowing her online name thanks to the information he got.
"I am." Rio answered before realizing who he must be. "Are you Nakura…?"
"Ah, so it is you!" he smiled.
"Nice to meet you." she politely bowed to him.
"It's nice to meet you as well. We should get going now." he said before leading her to where the van is.
"Okay…" she followed.
Rio stared at the man wondering if this was the same person who she spoke to online. Though if she were to turn back now, she wouldn't be able to forgive herself for not going through with what she set out to do. It would break the commitment she made to herself.
"It's right this way. We'll be accompanied by two others." Morita said as they continued to walk.
"Oh, okay…" Rio replied having mixed feelings all of a sudden.
They came upon the van.
"Here we are." Morita said walking over to the trunk, knocking on the window. Afterwards, he opened it to reveal a smiling Kanazawa.
"Hi." he greeted.
"Hello." Rio greeted with a light bow.
"Are we in the clear?"
"We're good." Morita nodded.
"Sorry to deceive you then!" Kanazawa said before Morita and himself ambushed Rio, as he put a face mask on her forcing to breathe in the chloroform.
"This is it." thought a struggling Rio, slowly losing consciousness. "I'm going to die. Disappear from the world…and no one will know." Then she passed out.
When the van drove off, Izaya came out from behind the shadows and stomped on a burning cigarette that was thrown on the ground.
"You're in a place like this by yourself?" he grinned before pulling out his cell phone to make a call.
(With Zack)
Zack and Masaomi had a lot to talk about no matter how much they spoke. It wasn't enough because each of them had been through their own individual adventures over the years. Though as much as the American/Japanese teen loved catching up with his old friend, he was starting to feel a little tired possibly due to the long trip or trying to keep up with Masaomi again. It could have been both.
"After seeing you again, I feel like no matter how much I talk it's not enough!" Masaomi laughed.
"Same here." smiled Zack.
"I feel as though I've only talked about 5/400ths of what I want to say! The 4/400ths are both Erika and Walker along with the other guys!"
Zack laughed before spotting a tall African American man with a possible hint of Russian decent. He was dressed as a sushi chef handing out flyers to whoever passes by. Behind him is a local sushi restaurant called Russia Sushi.
"Long time no see, mister." Zack looks up at the man smiling down at him.
"Simon! It's been a while!" Masaomi greeted.
"Ah, Kida!" began Simon. "You want to eat sushi? It's good."
"Sorry, I don't have enough cash on me. But I'll make sure to eat here once I get paid, so make sure to give me a discount." Masaomi joked.
"That's no good! If I do that, I'll disappear into the seaweed plains of Russia!" Simon jokingly complained.
"Vodorosil, da?" chuckled Zack suddenly speaking in Russian, surprising Masaomi and Simon who then smiled. "YA s''yel nemnogo khoroshey yedy tam, eto vkusno!"
"Oy! Vy govorite po Rossii, ya vizhu!" Simon delightfully said, speaking in Russian as well.
"Da. YA nemgono puteshestvennik, tak chto ya byl vo vsem I nauchilis' govorit' na drugikh yazykakh." Zack informed.
"Puteshestvennik…? Eto khorosho, chtoby puteshestvovat, da?" Simon asked.
"Eto." replied Zack. He then looks back at Masaomi, who confusingly looks between them, having no idea what they were saying making them laugh. "Davayte snova govorit' na yaponskom yazyke. Masaomi stanovitsya s mushchen."
Simon nodded.
"I'm Zack Ryugasaki, nice to meet you."
"And I am Simon Brezhnev." greeted Simon as they shook hands. "I hope you will come eat here at Russia Sushi sometime."
"I will." smiled Zack before they took off. "Later."
As they walked away, Masaomi wrapped an arm around Zack's head and pulled him close while still awe struck at what happened earlier.
"Dude, you can speak Russian!? Since when can you speak Russian?" Masaomi shouted, surprised to learn that his friend can speak the same native language as the guys at Russia Sushi.
"I've been all over, so I picked up some languages and learned how to speak them. Heck, I even know how to read some of them too." he explained. "As I spoke with Simon, I picked up that his real name has to be something like 'Seymon' if he were to introduce himself in Russian. So I guess most people call him 'Simon' as in the English word to shorten it out."
"You certainly catch on quick. And based on a conversation you had in Russian, no less!" Masaomi said before letting out a sigh. "Don't get on his bad side, alright? He broke up a fight this one time, and lifted a guy his size with one hand."
"I can certainly tell…" Zack briefly looked back at Simon observing his physique. There was no doubt he trained in some kind of martial art or something else that was deadlier.
"There are some others around who you should avoid." Masaomi said before they spotted a vending machine thrown up in the air, followed by an angry roar.
"What the…?" Zack blinked.
"Ah, speak of the devil." Masaomi said making the other boy look at him. "Make sure you stay away from Shizuo Heiwajima. If you go about your business, you'll probably never see him."
Zack stares back at the area where the vending machine was thrown before following his friend.
(Parking Lot)
"There's no one here. What gives?" Kanazawa complained, sitting besides the unconscious Rio.
"The higher ups need to get their act together." Morita remarked.
"At least we got some time." Asanuma stated.
"True that." said Kanazawa as they pulled out cigarettes and lit them up before taking a smoke. "A little break is good once in a while."
"The only thing that curves the pain is modern urban lifestyle. " Morita said as they took another huff. Suddenly, they heard the bellow of a horse making them stop.
The trio looked to see a woman on a black motorcycle. She wore a black biker jumpsuit, and a yellow tinted visor helmet with blue designs that oddly has cat-like ears. This is Celty Sturluson, a Dullahan that is in search for her head and works as a transporter.
"You one of the higher ups?" Kanazawa asked.
"I don't think so." Morita pointed out.
"Then who is it?"
"You're being pretty rude, don't you think?" Morita pointed his cigarette at her before they grabbed metal pipes from the trunk.
"We're in the middle of something. So do us a favor and die!" Kanazawa lunges at her attempting to swing the pipe. However she raised the bike, smashing the front wheel in his face and slams him against the wall.
"N-No way!" gapped Asanuma as they retreated inside the truck. But the biker woman slowly approaches Morita, reaching a hand out to him.
"Don't touch me! Stop it…!" he pleaded then broke into a smirk, foisting a stun gun at her as she collapsed on the ground. "You should have listened." Morita got out of the truck then closed the door, but he was suddenly grabbed from behind and got slammed into the wall.
Asanuma got scared after seeing his friend's blood on the wall, though he isn't dead since Celty held back a bit, and drove away as fast as he can.
Celty then followed on her bike.
They drove on the empty road. Asanuma got really scared once he saw the shadow projection of a neighing horse, making him question what was going on. The woman chasing him was defiantly some kind of monster! Taking action, he stomped on the breaks and slightly turned the van making Celty crash into the back, causing her to fly off her motorcycle.
Asanuma got out the van and pulled out a pocket knife, slowly approaching the 'unconscious' woman on the ground with her helmet off, revealing that she has no head.
"Ha! How'd you like that, you bastard! You're so dead!" he boasted until seeing she was getting up. Slowly backing away, he can see a black shadow substance flowing from where her head is supposed to be.
Raising a hand over her headless form, the shadows constructed themselves into a seven foot scythe.
"Wh-What the hell are you…?" demanded a scared Asanuma, slowly backing away before charging at her with the pocket knife. "What the hell are you!?"
Within an instant, he was slashed but the blade left no signs of injury due to the headless woman controlling the solidity of her shadow constructed weapon.
Dismissing said weapon, Celty grabbed her helmet and put it back on while approaching the van. She opened the trunk and just in time too, because Rio was starting to regain consciousness. After untying the girl from her restrains, she pulled out her phone and typed.
[Are you okay?] Celty asked earning a nod. [I've been asked to take you to a certain location.]
They were now on the road as Rio wore a black helmet made from Celty's shadows. As they rode, Rio could feel no revving engine from the motorcycle, and it neighed like a horse. To her, it was like being in a dream, but everything she felt confirmed that this is reality. Then she wondered what the biker woman thought and felt, wondering how she looked to her.
Soon they stopped in front of a building.
[There's someone waiting for you on the roof.] Celty informed.
"I understand." replied Rio.
[My job ends here.]
Rio politely bowed to her before walking up the stairs. When she made it up to the roof, someone had called out to her.
"Miss Magenta." Izaya stepped out of the shadows. "It's very nice to meet you. I'm Nakura."
"Are you really Nakura?" Rio suspiciously asked.
"I'm the same Nakura who just wants to disappear." he replies making the girl smile.
"Nice to meet you." she politely greeted back. "Are you the one who saved me?"
"Yes, that was me." he answered.
"Thank you very much." she lightly bowed.
"Were you afraid?"
"Yes…"
"It must have been tough on you."
"Yes…But how did you know?" she curiously asked.
"Because I'm the one who had you kidnapped, Miss Magenta." he smirked causing her to look surprised. "I'm also the one who had you saved."
"I don't get it…" Rio stated, confused.
"You were going to kill yourself, but regretted being scared when you got kidnapped. Though if you were to resist, you'd only be contradicting your will to die. So you decide to accept that as your fate, but you're actually relived to have been saved." Izaya stated, slowly walking over to the rail then looks back at her. "I wanted to see the look on your face afterwards."
Rio looks shocked trying to process everything.
"To simply put, I wanted to see your expression after I rendered you speechless by knowing what you were thinking…"
"Why…?"
"Why?" repeated Izaya. "I assume my response will sound quite philosophical to you. So, to avoid that explanation, I'll just say I love humans. Humans are so interesting, so intriguing. Oh, but I only love humans, not you in particular."
"It was all a lie…?" Rio felt betrayed.
"Do you finally understand your role?" asked Izaya, grabbing her arm. "Come here." He led her to the edge of the roof they and looked down to see blood stains on the bottom. "People have jumped from here before. It's not known for suicide, but if you jump you'll most certainly die. Take a look at that stain down there."
Rio looks down to see the blood stain.
"Do you think you're someone special…?" he continued, walking on the edge. "The answer: No, you're not. Everyone is the same. There isn't a single person alive who can live an honest life. You've got a few secrets too, don't you? Ever thought about why your parents are good-for-nothings compared to you?"
"What are you…?"
"Allow me to give you the conclusion to that problem. I feel as though if someone had an affair or found out something about me, they'd keep living the same life while laughing at the same lame jokes, and eating the same sweet food."
Rio got fed up with his words and tried to slap him. However, she was unsuccessful when he easily avoided her hand, which caused her to nearly fall off the edge before he took a hold of her.
"You see? No matter what worries those people have had, they are all just blood stains on concrete. Everyone is equal before God. Want me to let go…?" he asked before Rio pulled herself up albeit with his help. "See? Well, I'm glad." He hopped over the rail, slowly heading for the door. "I got to see your unsightly face of how you would react. You were so awfully boring, your actions were all according to plan. And I knew you didn't want to die after all. Well, later! It's been fun, Miss Magenta!"
Rio felt down. After Izaya left, she looks back down at the ground where the blood stain is. She thought she could kill herself as a way to get back at him. In some way, she realized this was the opportunity she had been waiting for. And the words had to come from someone like him.
Rio then jumps down letting herself fall to her death. Soon all of the shadows forged together to create a spider-like web, catching the girl before anything can happen to her. Her boot fell as a result.
After settling on the ground, she looks up at Celty who helped her up. When the Dullahan was about to walk away she spoke…
"Why did you…?" she paused, looking at what the woman typed on her phone.
[Because the world isn't as cruel as you think it is.] Celty said then rode away on her motorcycle.
-Chat Room Log-
Kanra: [Oh yeah, I saw it today. The Black Bike…]
Rex: [Black Bike?]
Setton: [Yeah.]
Kanra: [You don't know about it? It's a famous urban legend in both Ikebukuro and Shinjuku everyone talks about. Recently, people have started to take pictures of it.]
Setton: [I heard about it. Though isn't it in some biker gang? Although it's not like there are lots of them who get together and ride in a convoy.]
Rex: [Actually…you'd be surprised by how many biker gangs can actually pull that off.]
Setton: [H-Huh!?]
Kanra: [Whoa…! I knew Setton was just talking, but to actually hear someone say that! Rex, are you keeping a little secret~? (^o^)]
Rex: [I, uh…know some stuff. But never mind that…is there anything more on this biker person?]
Kanra: [Aside from how it's idiotic to ride around on a motorcycle without headlights, something like that shouldn't be possible unless it wasn't human…]
Rex: [What does that mean?]
Kanra: [To be honest, it's supposed to be some kind of monster.]
Rex: [Monster…? That's gotta be a joke, right?]
Kanra: [Dota-chin says that he's the Grim Reaper.]
Rex: [Grim Reaper…?]
Kanra: [He doesn't have a head. The body moves and functions properly even though the head is sliced clean off. The Black Bike has other nicknames such as "The Black Rider", "The Headless Rider", and "The Headless Bike".]
Rex: [This person must be really famous, then.]
(With Zack)
The duo sat on rails taking a short break from their walk.
"Are there any other dangerous people I should know about?" Zack asked.
"Aside from the gangs and yakuza there is one guy by the name of Izaya Orihara." Masaomi informed.
"And he is…?"
"He's really dangerous, so don't get involved with him. He mostly hangs out in Shinjuku, so you'll probably never see him." Masaomi said then hopped off the rail. "There is this rumor going around about some mystery gang slowly building from behind the shadows."
"Mystery gang?" questioned Zack.
"Yeah, I'm not sure if they really exist or not, but there have been all kinds of talk lately. So whether they exist or not, don't get involved." he said before walking as Zack followed.
"It's probably fake." said Zack.
"Well, maybe. Though rumor has it there's supposed to be a lot of them. And they're a color gang, but no one knows what color they are."
"Huh."
As he was about to follow Masaomi to the direction he went, someone had accidently bumped into him. The impact wasn't enough to make him fall on the ground, though he did take a step back because of it. The same couldn't be said for whoever collided with him.
Looking down, he saw that his assailant was a girl around his age wearing a light pink sweater, white dress, and has brown hair.
"Hey, are you alright?" Zack asked, concerned. He crouched on a knee, gently grabbing the girl by the shoulders, and slowly lifted her head up a little underneath his head. "Sorry about bumping into you."
"Whoa, what happened?" Masaomi asked, looking at him.
Ignoring his friend's question, Zack noticed there was a scar on her neck like some had tried to decapitate her. Also, she was slowly opening her eyes revealing them to be green.
"No." she hastily began, pushing Zack away from her. "No! No! No!" Afterwards, she quickly ran away until they lost sight of her in the crowd.
"I wonder what happened to her?" wondered Zack, standing up from the ground.
"Anything can happen in this city." Masaomi told him before smiling. "You're so lucky!"
"Huh?" Zack raised a brow in confusion.
"In a single night within only a few hours, you got to meet Kyohei and the others, Simon, saw a vending machine thrown by Shizuo, and now you ran into a really cute girl!" he listed.
"I'm not sure if that's luck." Zack deadpanned.
"I'm glad." Masaomi began making him blink. "I'm glad you're here and that we're going to the same school. I get to hang out with you again."
"Same here." smiled Zack.
They soon heard an echo that oddly sounded like a whale.
"You really are lucky!" Masaomi happily exclaimed before running off to where the noise is. "You're about to lay eyes on a real life urban legend!"
"Masaomi!" cried Zack, running after him. "It can't be…this Headless Rider person actually exist?"
"You're about to see it! The Black Bike! That headless guy is here!" he excitingly said before they stopped running.
Zack noticed there were a lot of gathering just to see one person ride pass them. Looking down the street, he saw something at first until a figure came into sight. It was a person riding a black motorcycle that doesn't have any headlights, and was dressed mainly in a black biker jumpsuit with matching gloves and boots. Her helmet was yellow with blue designs and odd cat-like ears.
Awed by the sight of this person, Zack felt himself shake from the inside as if something were moving the existence of his being. It was odd, yet exciting at the same time.
When the Black Bike passed, Zack smiled getting the feeling he's going to enjoy living in Ikebukuro.
-Online Chat Room-
Kanra: [What? You saw the Black Bike?]
Setton: [Was it around nine o'clock?]
Rex: [Yeah. How'd you know…?]
Setton: [Well, I guess you could say I was there too.]
Rex: [What a coincidence! To think that you and I were so close to one another. If anything, we could have passed each other.]
Setton: [Probably.]
Rex: [Ah well, I still had a good time.]
The streets were completely empty and silent as no one was around. No cars were present as silence filled the air. That silence, however, was short lived when the engines of multiple motorcycles were heard riding through the streets. Soon enough, a convoy of men were seen riding those motorcycles as they were all heading for one particular place.
They arrived at the Art Museum and halted their movements. A biker, most likely the leader, gestured to all of the other bikers with hand signals, ordering them to stay behind as he stormed inside the building. When he entered he was greeted by the sight of humanoid figures made out of silver coins, which seem to be keeping their "bodies" intact. On sight, he pulled out his firearm and shot the creatures. Unfortunately, his attempts to damage them or possibly break them down into coins had immensely failed. The bullets didn't faze them in the slightest.
Mentally cursing at his failed attempts to destroy the creatures, he pulled out a radio and made a call to his boss. "This is Shintaro Goto of The Foundation's Ride Vendor 1st Squad motorcycle brigade. I have confirmed the Medals' awakening. Your orders…"
"Eliminate them." a voice commanded from the other line.
"Yes!" Goto acknowledged then quickly rode back outside to regroup with his squad.
The humanoid medal creatures had soon glowed in colorful lights of yellow, blue, gray, and green respectively taking on solidified forms.
The first is a yellow feline creature wearing black metallic armor with silver studs, a silver lining down the middle, and a yellow sphere in the centre of his chest. He wore matching gauntlets designed after cat arms with the same studs and yellow spheres. His legs were colored brown with black wrappings. It was obvious he missing parts of his armor. Lastly, his head was motif after a feline made from the same black metal and studs on his forehead, dreadlock-like cord manes hanging from the back reaching his shoulders, and has red visor-like eyes that oddly reached his nose. This is Kazari.
The second is a feminine blue marine sea creature who acted in a very lady-like manner. Her head was motif after a killer whale with red jewels, a silver face, and blue eyes. Over her shoulders is a blue mantle with extension lines. The legs were mainly black with silver edges and studs designed after suction cups. Her upper body was missing its armor pieces as well, since it was brown with black wrappings. This is Mezool.
The third creature is somewhat bulky made for power being able to take on the most brutal of damages. He has black eyes and a gray metallic head themed after a mixture of a rhino due to the horn on his forehead, and an elephant due to the truck acting as the "mouth" along with the tusks on both sides. His legs looked extremely powerful as they were gray with elephant-like feet. Like his feminine comrade, the upper body was also missing a piece of armor as well. This is Gamel.
The last creature is mainly black and green, along with his armor motif after an insect. On his chest is a yellow sphere, antennas on the shoulders that resembled grasshopper legs, and black armor on the forearms with claws on the right. His head was mainly black with a silver mouthpiece, green visor with round edges, black horns resembling a stag beetle's, and additional ones too. He was also missing armored pieces on his legs. This is Uva.
They spotted the men riding away on their motorcycles before going after them. Soon havoc broke loose as screams of those men were heard throughout the night.
Kazari sliced through them with his claws and then shot a small yellow cyclones at them.
Mezool simply 'humped' then fired a hydro pump of water from her hand.
Uva jumped at the men, pushing them off their bikes and slammed them against the ground. He then fired green electricity from his horns.
Gamel slams his fist against the ground causing a shockwave that sent them flying off their motorcycles, and smashed them with his fist.
They soon regrouped and silently walked through the empty streets.
Unbeknownst to everyone in the area, a red floating arm had witnessed the whole thing from underneath a car. In its hand, it carried a rectangular stone that seems to have some importance if the arm is holding onto it.
(Kougami Foundation)
Inside of a skyscraper office filled with plush furniture stood a middle aged man that has black combed hair, wearing a suit with an apron over it, was decorating a cake while singing the 'Happy Birthday' song.
"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you~!" he sang, finishing the icing decoration. "Happy Birthday dear…" he paused before spelling out, "…Greeed. Happy Birthday to you…!"
He then took a moment of silence before speaking…
"Splendid!" he cheered with a smile. "Now that the Greeed has awakened, it is only a matter of time before the birth of OOO!"
He turns to look at a painting of an armored figure with glowing green eyes piercing through the darkness. The most notable feature is the golden circular chest with three colorful animal emblems. From the top is a red hawk, a yellow tiger on the centre, and a green grasshopper on the bottom.
AN: Hey there, everyone! I hope you all liked the prologue despite the fact this takes place during the first episode of DRRR, along with the second episode that tells Rio's side of the story. And even though there was little to no action in this, I guarantee that things will get better in the first chapter. Of course, OOO will make his actual appearance by then.
Oh, and as for the conversation between Zack and Simon, I used Google Translate so I don't know any Russia if any of you assume that. Anyway, here are the translations down here:
Zack: Seaweed, huh? I've eaten some good food over there, it's delicious!
Simon: Oh! You speak Russian, I see!
Zack: Yes. I'm a bit of a traveler, so I've been all over and learned how to speak other languages.
Simon: Traveler...? It's good, yes?
Zack: It is. Let's speak Japanese again. Masaomi is getting confused.
Alright, I know for those of you who know about this series; I ask you to please refrain yourselves from asking about the Dollars because I do have something in mind for that. You'll see later on as the story progresses. So with that, we're done!
Peace out!