Standing alone atop a rooftop in the middle of the night, a small flickering light in the shape of a square can be seen shining bright amongst the dark atmosphere. The beady eyes of a human's gold eyes can be seen observing the light. He is staring intently on the image in front of him, the one he once knew as a friend who now is forever lost to him. He does not know what he must do but he stands there and stares at the recording as if it was his mission, no, his life to figure out what must be done.

"For all of you scared cockroaches who are pinned to the ground, for all those out there who have their wings snapped against their will… for all of you who have been wronged, who have been restrained, who have been hurt, who have been destroyed… I am here for you. My name is Kiritsu Kaizer. I am the Blood King and starting today, my Rebirth to power has begun. Takeuchi Sora, I know you are watching… you know where I am, you know what I'm capable of. The ball is in your court and it's time to play ball." The recording replayed for the 10,000th time.

[Higashi Highschool Roof]

As the man stands alone and stares at the screen once again repeating the recording, he quickly jolts up at a break in his surroundings. He hears the sound of revving AT's and immediately shuts off the recording and faces the noise. As he turns around to see who it is that made the source of the noise, his sights come upon a familiar yet unwelcomed face. It was Miyuri, and it seems that she was there to talk, hopefully.

"Hiyu." The woman said in a slightly disgusted yet appropriate tone.

"Miyuri." The man named Hiyu replied back in the same fashion.

"You know why I'm here don't you?" She asked as if trying to ascertain what Hiyu was doing here atop the rooftops at night.

"Yea, I got an idea but I'm not sure I'm the person you want to be discussing this with." Hiyu replied to the question as if trying to stay out of the problem altogether.

"This is your fault to begin with, you need to help me and take responsibility for your actions." The lavender haired woman said with a slight bite behind her words.

"My fault? You think I caused all of this?" The man replied almost hurt at the comment. He was clearly ticked off but he knew that he was actually somewhat at fault with what happened. He did indeed give the Blood King his AT's again. Sure they didn't have the Regalia in them and it wouldn't have changed him at all if he started to ride again but he was the initial cause and he knew this. It didn't take Miyuri long though to immediately point that out to him.

"You're the one who gave him his wings again and no matter how much that makes me happy to know this, you're the one who made it all start again. You need to-" She was immediately cut off after that

"And what the hell do you expect me to do about it?!" Hiyu blurted out in anger. "I can't reach him anymore with my words. I can't speak with him at all and he refuses to talk to me! How can I help you when the man doesn't want help himself?!" He continued nearly out of breath from his yelling.

"Then are you just going to run away?! Like you always do?!" Miyuri retorted, trying to calm him down.

It wasn't going to work that easily though, she knew the connection between the two of them. She knew how deep their bonds were when it came to AT's, living and even personalities. They were brothers. They were two entities that shared a common goal more closely than anyone she had ever seen. It was heart wrenching for her to continue her argument but she had to have Hiyu's side on this or she wouldn't stand a chance trying to fix this predicament the entire AT world faced.

"You've seen what he's done in the past 6 months that he's been 'Reborn' on that day. You've see the chaos that has ensued in the AT world. It's no longer just Storm Riders who ride at night vandalizing streets. There have been killings, rapes, revolutions and even territorial wars that are being fought by Storm Riders. This carnage, this chaos… it has to end." Miyuri stated, trying to hold back her tears. "He's no longer the one who I thought he was… he's returned back to his dark past but this time it's gotten worse. He's angry at the world for what they did to him. He's angry at all of the kings who imprisoned him and cut his wings. He wants his revenge and he isn't going to stop until all that we've strived to achieve for is burning and crumbling to the ground." Miyuri said before falling to her knees and staring down at the ground.

"I… I can't do this by myself…" She muttered, trying to hold herself together. "Please… help me…"

Hiyu didn't know what to do at this point. He knew that his friend, his comrade… his brother, had gone too far with his ideals and he needed to be stopped. There was a problem though. Would he be the water that would disperse this flame, or would he just be the oil that would bring this fire into a inferno?

"I…" Hiyu started, trying to find the words that were trapped in his throat. "I… I don't know if I'll be able to do anything… Hell I don't even know if what I'll be doing will fix this problem or just make it worse… but I do know that he has to be stopped." He said before looking down at the screen to see the picture of his friend on his phone. It wasn't that unfamiliar of a face that was seen etched on the LED lights but it definitely wasn't the person who he thought it was. Something had changed inside of his friend. He wasn't staring at his brother… no, he was staring at the 'Blood King'.

"Yeah… you're right… I can't standby anymore and hope for things to get better…" Hiyu resolved himself, knowing deep inside that if he was to fight against his brother, he would have to either kill him or be killed. "I'll… I'll help you." The gold-haired man said reluctantly before looking finally at the woman in the eyes. "However… if we're to stop him, we're going to need a lot more people at our skill level than just you and I." He put as a caveat at the end.

"I was thinking the same thing… so I called in some help." She replied back as the sound of more wheels started to reach the man's ears.

In a matter of seconds, five familiar faces showed themselves in front of Hiyu. He didn't expect to see them but he was glad to have met their gazes as they all landed upon the rooftop. It was truly a sight to behold as it was one that he hadn't seen since their team had last formed. In a row he saw five kings… no, five long forgotten friends in front of him.

Rika – The Thorn Queen.

Spitfire – The Flame King.

Nue – The Thunder King.

Killik – The Gem King.

Agito – The Fang King.

As he looked at their faces, he knew that they were all thinking the same thing. There was one obstacle though, one question that kept ringing in the back of his head like a foreboding omen: "Would this be enough?"

The fierce gaze of the man looked back over at Miyuri. "What about Ikki Minami? Is he to be expected to help as well?" He asked, not expecting him to show.

"He's currently at wits end as to what side he should take." She replied back as she peered over at Spitfire. "I'm still curious as to why you showed up Spitfire." The feminine storm rider commented.

"Is it truly that odd to see someone who wishes to help because he shares somewhat the same goals?" The red, fiery-haired man replied as he strolled up next to her.

"It's the 'somewhat' that I'm worried about." She replied before the rowdiest of the bunch bursted out from his silence.

"Fuck! I'm sick and tired of waiting around. Let's get this show on the road!" Agito yelled out at the others before dashing atop the railings and crouching as if he were ready to pounce like a tiger. "We've got no time to just be sitting around and waiting for the best opportune time to strike. We have to do something about this now before it gets even more out of hand than it is already." The Fang King protested as balanced himself upon the railing.

"Actually, I beg to differ on that." Spitfire retorted at the ball of anger that was forming on the railing. "This is the perfect time for us to sit and think of how to combat this issue. If we try to go in right now with no plan of attack, we're just going to be worse off than if we were to properly think things through to provide the best situation possible." The Flame King explained.

"I already have a plan of attack." Agito replied. "I'm going to slash and rip him to shreds!" He roared before tearing down the rail he was balancing on.

"For once, I actually agree with shark boy on this. I'm tired of sitting around 'planning' on what we need to do. I don't know about all of you but I plan to finish this thing as soon as I see him." The small boy in mechanical armor said as he revved up his AT's as well to show his anger despite his tone of voice. "Besides… I still owe him for what he did to me in our last fight… I'm going to make sure that bastard pays." Nue spat out as if acid was coming from his mouth.

"But what about Nike?" The Thorn Queen intervened. "Don't forget what he did to him." She warned the kid that stood before her as if she were a caring mother trying to look after a child. "Nike, even though I despise his existence as well as what he's done, I won't deny that his defense as well as his skills as a rider are not one to be taken lightly. That same person was completely done in by a man without a regalia active." She addressed the entire group.

"What's more is that there's talk that he has fully regained his strength with a regalia currently being fitted onto him by the Hattori Family." Killik continued. "We, as King and Queens of the Trophaeum Tower, all know what kind of power the Hattori Family holds when making Regalia. This is not a type of fight that we can beat with an overpowering force of high level riders. This conflict is only going to be resolved by careful planning… and a great deal of luck." The Gem King ended before leaning back against the fence that was posted around the perimeter of the roof.

There was a great deal of silence on the roof of the school after that. The weight of the situation in front of the group of seven had finally been laid bare. There was an eerie feeling in the air. It was almost as if like the oxygen in the atmosphere had completely been swallowed up and it slowly started to suffocate the entire world. It persisted for another few minutes before the whirring sound of a motor from a pair of AT's could be heard emanating from the nearby neighborhood.

Instantly reacting to the noise, all seven King-class storm riders turned to face that oncoming rider that was rapidly approaching their location. They knew who it was just from the sound that was coming from the wheels of the AT's but it wasn't the sound of the lone rider that made them adorn the look of shock that was apparent on their faces. It was the sound of the air whipping across their faces as a torrent of gust and gale came upon them like a typhoon on an island. In a magnificent display of aerial acrobatics and control, Ikki Minami landed atop the small building that covered the stairwell that led to the roof.

"Ikki…" Rika grimaced as she noticed his composure. She knew exactly what was going on and what he was going through. She knew this would be one of the toughest times of his life and she would want nothing more than to keep him from it… however, she didn't know if she would be able to.

As he slowly regained his composure from his landing and stood there with his back turned, small glints of white could be seen trailing from his face and through the air. It was apparent at that moment that he was truly heart-stricken.

"It's okay Rika-nee… I decided a long time ago that I would do what I could to make a difference in this world…" He said as he turned around and showed the tears running down his face. "And if it means that I have to fight… and even kill my friend… then I'll do it to protect the things I cherish most." He resolved himself.

Hiyu stood there in the back astonished. It took him a long time to come to a conclusion, in fact, he probably resolved himself to this cause when Miyuri showed up. How was it that someone of his age, not even out on his own yet, could speak with words so heavy as if they were a way of life?

Stepping up to draw the meeting to a conclusion, Spitfire set down a small orb in the middle.

"This was given to me so we could get a grasp of the situation and battlefield that we will have to fight on when we encounter the Blood King. Compliments of Aeon." Spitfire commented, remembering his old yet slightly gender-curious friend.

As soon as Spitfire rolled himself back to complete the circle that everyone made around the sphere on the ground, the aforementioned object quickly started to spin around as if it were a cue ball on a pool table.

As the roof started to crack in vicinity of where the ball was rotating, the friction started to get so out of hand that combusted the ball in a torrent of miniature flames. The glow from the silver ball had changed and in turn so did the flames from red to an aqua blue. As it slowed down to a stop, the burning object in the ground simmered until four prongs jolted out from the sides of the ball and injected themselves into the ground as if to act as a support. A small hole could be seen forming at the top of the ball and as if the world had jumped ahead a good 500 years, the enigma which soon formed to be Aeon Clock had appeared before them.

"*Ahem*" The enigma coughed before starting his introduction. "Good evening everyone. My name, as you all know by now, is Aeon Clock. I like long walks on the beach and I enjoy a good old-fashioned time dancing under the sunset. But enough about me, we're not here on a blind date, we're not here to discuss matters in a sexual nature… no… we're here tonight to talk about The Blood King." The projection emanating out of the orb in the ground dispersed itself into a different, grander state, than it was before. As it started to play through the scenery that it was depicting, Aeon's voice picked up again.

"What I have gathered thus far is that The Blood King is currently residing in the general area of San Diego, California. What you see here is the San Diego harbor as well as the greater city of San Diego itself. Currently my intel on him shows him getting off a flight that just touched down a few days ago. It's unknown why he has gone to America but as we all know, it can't be that good." Aeon's voice stated before the image blurred out and another one took its place.

"These are a couple of the photos that we were able to take before losing contact with the squad. They sent it to me just before they lost connection so it's most likely that they are either dead or currently being interrogated which will subsequently lead to death." Aeon said, not wavering in his tone despite the lives of several people being destroyed. "From these photos we have come to a couple conclusions:

Number one: He's being funded by the Hattori Family to further his goals.

Number two: We know where he will be headed next based off of the tickets depicted in his hand as well as our contacts in the airlines.

Number three: We have an idea on what he plans to do next… and might I say, it's not going to be very good."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Agito interjected at the projection as if hoping for an explanation.

"Now, around this time I'm thinking the shark boy is going to lash out with a question like: 'What the fuck is that supposed to mean?' or 'Why in the fuck should we care?' so as to answer those questions I'll just say one thing: It's our responsibility to keep the balance of the AT world and the rest of the world separate so as not to disrupt the balance. We're here to make sure that AT's don't become a weapon and that is most likely what Kiri- sorry… It's most likely what The Blood King is going to do." Aeon Clock explained as Agito quickly started to fume from his already-expected question.

"So basically he's in America with the hopes to change things drastically for the world." Hiyu said to himself as he watched the projection change yet again to depict the entire world.

"So far, we've been tracking The Blood King via his cell phone as well as the group that he is travelling with." The voice said before showing yet another picture of The Blood King with a familiar yet unexpected face.

It was Zyra Hattori.

"W-What?" Miyuri blurted out unintentionally as she looked at the face of the red-haired woman. "How… how is she still alive?" She questioned her sanity as the picture faded out yet again and Aeon replaced the empty void.

"These photos were taken just recently. There's no doubt in our research thus far, The Blood King is most likely going to start a revolution over in the USA." Aeon summarized as he reverted back to human height. "This concludes the brief. If there are any questions, ask them now. I've prepared pre-made responses to answer your questions that I thought you might have." The recording said as it sat there patiently.

"You said beforehand about a revolution… what did you mean by that?" Hiyu asked, not expecting a reply.

The phantom version of Aeon looked over at the originator of the noise and took a moment before speaking.

"What I meant about the revolution is that it will be an upbringing like with what is happening here… however, it is going to be far more drastic and the outcome is going to be that much more unbearable to control if he gets his way. The end result, if he gets his way, would lead to anarchy between Storm Riders and the rest of society in America." The hologram of Aeon said before returning to his original position, awaiting another question.

"Is there any way to seal his power back up again, like we did last time?" Rika asked.

Again, the hologram looked towards the originator of the noise and took a moment before answering.

"Though it is wishful thinking, it is highly unlikely that any of us will be able to seal up the Blood King's powers again. There's no way that we would be able to get close enough to do such an act and the only person who was able to pull it off before had to sacrifice his Regalia in order to do so." Aeon responded. "However… that doesn't mean it's impossible. As of right now, I am reconfiguring the Light Regalia with the help of Toul Tool Tou to restore the Regalia to its original power. With this, we may have a shot at doing it again… no guarantees though." The hologram finished before reverting back to its original position.

"Do we know of any weak points in his techniques or anything that we can use to our advantage?" Nue asked, finally getting involved in the situation as it seemed to finally start to dawn on him that this was a serious matter.

"We're not entirely sure if there is a weakness or weak point on The Blood King. After analysis of his AT's, the Muramasa, we've come to the conclusion that it enhances his previous abilities. This is why he has such monstrous strength as well as technique. A word of caution though, The Blood King has not fully awakened to his prior strength… this is just a milestone for him to tap into that strength. The Muramasa, provided by the Hattori family, has awakened him partially which is why it seems he has restored to his prior ruthlessness but in reality, it's just the AT's that are forcing that strength out. He hasn't regained any of his signature techniques so all that he currently has is the strength that is being forced out." The projection explained as it zoomed in on a photo of the AT's.

The wheels on the Muramasa were black in design with red lettering engraved on the wheels. Etched into each wheel weas the name 'Muramasa' and the parts surround the wheels, which made up the AT, were black and red in color. From the inexperienced eye, it seemed just to be a custom-made regular AT… however to the Kings; it revealed to them that there were extra parts within the contraption which shook the very foundation of their core.

"I-Is that…?" Miyuri mumbled under her breath as if she had seen a ghost.

"As you can see… it is as we have feared." Aeon Clock's hologram stated before zooming in deeper into the AT's. "The Hattori family has finally completed it." It said in a cryptic tone.

"The Black Wings…" Hiyu muttered to himself as he clenched his fists and stared down at the ground.

[Elsewhere, Abandoned Building]

It was a dark and decrepit place… the sun seemed to steer well and clear from this area even though it was broad daylight as the sun was shining overhead. There were several people, all wearing AT's gathered around the area. On a pile of wooden crates, sitting atop a chair roughly 10 feet in the air, there is a man wearing a black pair of AT's wrapped in a shroud of darkness with red eyes piercing out within the shadows. He looks down at his watch and notices that it is almost midnight.

"It's almost time…" The man says to himself as he looks over towards a male rider crouching down on some boxes near him.

"Are the preparations complete?" The man asks the shirtless rider.

"Yeah… just waiting for it to hit midnight… Blood King." The man replies back before jumping off the wooden crates and landing in the center of the room. "The time is almost nigh to start our operation." The shirtless rider started before turning around and taking a small bow towards the Blood King. "We're all awaiting your orders, sir."

As soon as the words came to his ears, The Blood King rose from his make-shift throne and started to rev up his AT's. With just a slight grunt of force in an exertion towards the large wooden doors, they completely shattered from what seemed to be a large gust of razor sharp winds. As the pieces fell to the ground, they disintegrated into their smallest form possible. It couldn't even be classified as saw dust as the wind quickly made the piles of dust disappear into the darkness.

"We now begin operation: Broken Wings." The Blood King stated before jumping off from his throne. As he landed onto the ground, he completely vanished from sight and only skid marks of red and black could be seen going forth into the night of day.

That day was the day that everything changed from bad… to worse.

Alright. To everyone who actually read this and didn't read Season 1, I have no idea why you wouldn't do this since it probably doesn't make sense to you right now. As for everyone else who has been keeping up with me and my Fanfiction, thank you for continuing to read my work. Please let me know if you have any OC's that you would like to incorporate into my story as I am about to need a shit ton of them for what I plan to create. This can be anything from teams to roads to just about anything that you, the reader may want in this fanfic. Give me a PM or a review and I'll be sure to take it into account as I make the next chapter.

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