Kamen Rider: Sage and Arca

Disclaimer: Don't own anything! I don't own Kamen Rider or any other Toku franchises! They belong to Toei! I only own my OC Riders!

AN: Alright, this story here is a sequel to "Kamen Rider Arch," so before you read this story, read "Arch," no matter how bad or confusing it may be. I'm sorry, but in order for you to understand this fic, you're going to have to read that along with a couple of my completed works on the site. Now, with that out of the way, on with the chapter!

Summary: It's said that the mind has two conflicting sides. The conscious and the unconscious. Reality and imagination. In this case, Sage and Arca. Rated T to be safe!

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Chapter 1

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(Arca's POV)

It was dark, cold, and empty. Those were the only words that I could think of as I walked in the dark void. Man, was my life boring!

As for me, my form remained the same. I had white armor over my black bodysuit. I wore round shoulder guards as well as gauntlets and boots on my forearms and legs. My white helmet was round with a silver mouth guard as well as a pair of antennae extending from between the black eye pieces. Around my waist was a white belt with a silver hexagonal buckle that had a black gem in the center. What am I? I'm Arca, the representation of a kid's unconscious.

If you don't get what the heck I'm saying, well I don't really care. And if you think that I'm a rude, evil, eccentric, crazy, hormone-raged b*****d, than I'll take that as a compliment. Why am I saying all of this? Well if you were stuck inside of a kid's mind with a very, very vivid imagination for the god knows how long, wouldn't you turn into a psycho whose attitude would rival the Joker's!

Okay, let me start off. I'm inside of seventeen-year-old-Junior, whose name I will not tell! I'll just call him "the kid." He's the nerdy/geeky outcast kid you would normally see. You know-the kind that wears glasses, rarely talks with anyone, and seems to focus on only school!

Well, he would seem normal... if it wasn't for the fact he was obsessed with Kamen Rider and freaking fanfics! Ever since reading Kamen Rider fanfics on some website five years ago, he always tried to make his own story. Some of them seemed like b******t, other seemed just average. But that's my opinion.

Overtime, he actually started to write fanfics that had good plots, especially "Kamen Rider Nova." God how I love to see meaningless destruction! However, he always has these other stories that would keep on building up in his head, preventing him from actually finishing any story. To say the kid's imagination's f***ed-up was a understatement ! And f*** you to those who think I have a potty mouth!

Anyway, like I said before, I'm the representation of the kid's unconscious. His dreams, his ideas, imagination, etc. How I can into being? How should I know! I just know I appeared one day and suddenly, I knew what I was. I still have no f***ing clue!

As for what powers I have, well I can go into Hyper Clock Up. What is Hyper Clock Up? Well, think of it as going really, really, really close to the speed of light that time slows down to the point that it looks like everything around you stopped. Also, I have telekinesis, enhanced hearing... and that's about it. You know for a being that's the unconscious of a creative mind, you think I would have more powers.

It seemed to start off like any normal day for me. Having a nice stroll, try to see if I can pick a fight with anyone else in the kid's mind, etc, etc. Yep, just the same as ever... that was until a silver veil suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I remembered that the veil that appeared in front of me was a dimensional rift. Like I said, the kid's a geek.

Anyway, I looked at the rift in shock. "What the f-" I began but was cut off.

"I would refrain from cursing," a voice said from the rift.

I looked at the veil to see it disappear. In its place was a figure walking towards me. The figure was male with a hooded cloak around his body, covering up most of it, except for the black pants and white shoes. He continued walking until he was a few yards away from me. "Who the heck are you and what are you doing here?" I demanded, shifting into a fighting stance.

Instead of giving me and answer, the figure just placed a silver rectangular at his waist and a white belt wrapped around his waist. I noticed at the top of the silver buckle was a slit. I realized what it was for as the figure held out a card that depicted a hooded figure. "Henshin," the figure said, sliding the card into the buckle.

My eyes widened as a golden rectangular field shot out of the buckle and swept over the figure. Once the field swept over the figure, it dispersed into the kid's mind. I watched with interest at the figure that now stood before me.

He wore a black bodysuit underneath the white armor. He had a white chest plate, armor on his upper arms, gauntlets and boots. His gauntlets had small L's engraved into them and so did the chest plate. He had a white hood over his head with a silver mask over his mouth and nose, and a menacing red visor that seemed to have sharp points on the ends, making it seem like fangs. On the belt's right side was a small rectangular case while hanging from the other side was a gray sword handle that had a flat guard.

I immediately grabbed for my black sword hilt that hung from my belt. I pressed the only button on it and a white blade of energy came out of it. This was my Arca Saber, or saber for short. As for the guy in front of me, I didn't know who he was, but I knew what... "A Kamen Rider, huh?" I grinned. "Then this should be fun!"

With that, I charged at the Rider before me, with my saber arched back. I noticed the Rider grabbed his sword handle and a long, silver blade protruded from its hilt. I swung my saber at the Rider only for him to block it with his sword. The Rider then slashed at my left, but I brought my saber around to block it. 'Not bad,' I commented.

He brought his left leg up to kick at me. I tried to slap it away with a free hand, but I was too late as I found myself staggering back. I regained my composure as I stood up straight, ready to wait for anything the Rider had for me.

I noticed he reached for the case on his belt and drew a card from if before sliding it into his buckle. "HYPER CLOCK UP!" the Rider's buckle announced as he suddenly vanished. So he also had Hyper Clock Up abilities.

Immediately, I slammed my hand on the pad on the right side of my belt. "HYPER CLOCK UP!" it announced.

Time slowed around me, allowing me to catch up the Rider. I saw him charging towards me with his sword swinging at me. I raised my saber just in time to block the slash. I could feel sparks crashing onto my faceplate. With a free hand, I sent a powerful punch to the Rider's chest, forcing him back.

I brought up my leg to hit him in the side, but the Rider smacked it away with one hand before kicking me in the chest, sending me staggering back. I regained my composure, but the Rider ran up to me and swung his sword at my sword arm, knocking away my saber. As the Rider swung his sword horizontally at me, I dropped my back onto the ground before sending a kick to his stomach that forced him back. While I stood up, I noticed the Rider drew another card from his case. He slid it into his buckle, announcing, "Final Attack!"

As the Rider leaped into the air, I noticed that silver energy began covering his foot. For some reason, it seemed somewhat familiar to me. I ignored the feeling, focusing back on the fight as I went into a crouching position. "Rider Kick!" I commanded.

"Rider Kick-Initiating!" my buckle announced as white energy began to cover my right foot.

I leaped into the air, extending my right foot. "Sealing Crash!" I heard the Rider announce before our feet collided with one another.

The last thing I saw was a large explosion before I was sent flying through the air. After my back crashed onto the hard ground(if you could call it that), I got up. However, I froze at the sight of the Rider's blade pointed at my head. "You lose," the Rider declared.

Smirking, I said, "I don't think so."

I smacked the Rider's sword away with the back of my hand before facing the palm of my other hand at him. A blue energy blast shot out my hand and headed towards him(did I ever mention that I could fire energy blasts). The Rider was surprised by this as he staggered back, but he took a stance, while I stood there, smirking. I continued to whoop his a** with my blasts. One blast struck him in the chest, another in his left arm, and one more at his right that knocked his sword out of his hand.

As the Rider was staggering back from the blasts, I used my telekinesis to make my saber to fly right back into my hand. I charged, swinging my saber at the Rider. He raised his gauntlet to block the slash, but I kicked him back. This time I swung my saber around to bring it a few centimeters from his neck.

The Rider froze, while I grinned under my helmet. "You've lost!" I declared.

I heard the Rider chuckle. Why was he chuckling? I swear if he didn't stop, I would shove his sword right up his a**. However, I kept a calm state of mind (weird saying that, isn't it?). "Undo your transformation," I ordered.

The Rider ripped off his buckle, and a golden field of energy swept over him, ripping his armor off of his hooded form. I also noticed his sword disappeared once he disengaged his armor. Despite he did this, I still kept my saber close to his throat. "Now tell me who you are and what you're doing in the kid's mind!" I demanded.

The figure smirked before he reached for his hood. "Shouldn't it be obvious, by now?"

My eyes widen as the figure threw back the hood, revealing... the kid! Well, he did look a lot like him, with his tanned Indian (not Native American!) skin, his black hair and his glasses over his brown eyes. But he had a L-shaped scar on his left cheek. I recognized him immediately. He was from the "Kamen Rider Arch" story the kid wrote! "Lock!" I exclaimed. "But you're just a character! Just a piece of fan fiction that the kid came up with!"

Lock's eyes narrowed at me. "I take offense to that," he said before continuing on. "Maybe I'm not real here, but in my universe, I am."

My eyes widen even more. So, it was true! The possibility ofother universes was true! I guessed from the stories the kid wrote, worlds were formed. I could only stare at Lock as I deactivated my saber and hooked it to my belt as well as releasing the telekinetic from my hand. "Why are you here?" I asked. "Don't you have somewhere else to be other than this h*** hole?"

"As you know, many worlds there were a result of the boy's stories," Lock explained and I nodded. "Recently, I've just discovered this universe. When I tried to enter it, it was impossible to do so, except going into this boy's mind. Unfortunately, it's the farthest we can go."

"That still doesn't answer my question," I said, irritably.

"You know about Arch and me?" he asked.

I nodded. "Of course. The kid did write about Arch and you, after all."

"Well, ever since the whole incident with Arch, I decided to stop any dimensional distortions," Lock explained. "But, I can't do it alone. Arch is helping as well, but it's not enough."

It hit me. "And you want me to help you."

Lock nodded. "Yes. I decided to search other worlds for help and I came across this place. I explored the boy's mind a bit and came across you. After studying you you for a while, I realized you were the only help I could get. I only attacked you to test your skill and I've got to say, it would be definitely be helpful."

I crossed my arms. "And why would I help you?"

"Well, you can actually do something other than being here," Lock stated. "You can go to other places and help people."

It did seem interesting, but I had to ask one question: "Will there be anyone to fight?"

"Or course! There's some organization out there that has to be taken care of," Lock replied. He held out his hand. "Are you in?"

I thought about it for a moment. If I said no, I would be stuck here, protected from any threats, but living a boring life. If I said yes, I would have a lot of adventures, but my life will always be at risk. I grinned underneath my helmet as I decided...

I accepted his hand and shook it. "I'm in."

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Yeah, that's pretty much how I, the unconscious, aka Arca, met Lock and was able to travel to other universes. Well, it's certainly more exciting than being in the kid's head! There's more stuff to do! Fighting, saving worlds from bad guys, seeing a lot of people-did I mention fighting! Well, that and there's some cute girls! Yeah, unlike the kid, I not restricted by any rules-at least I don't think so.

Anyway, I'm off! I'm on another mission. I've heard that I'm going to be fighting a guy whose trying to brainwash his universe through telepathy. Should be fun!

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AN: That's the first chapter folks! Please read and review to let me know what you think! If you have any criticism, please let it be constructive criticism. If you wish to add OC Riders, it's NOT possible because I already have the plot of the story taken care of. I'm sorry but I want to keep things simple for my stories. Thank you.

Raika out!

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