The Accidental Rider
Chapter 1
Accepting the Terms and Meeting the Shinobi
Summer Vacation. A time where most people, mainly kids in school, teens in college, and some business men and women get together with their family, have fun, work in part time jobs, and other things. One kid was not exactly having a fun time dealing with his mother's backyard.
"I know when I came back from my grandmother's house I would have to deal with my mom's backyard but that's ridiculous." He said as he staggered into the house from the Texas summer heat.
As he flopped down on the white leather couch in the living room he fell asleep instantly. Oh and before I go on this kids name is Jason Kimball. He had a somewhat average nineteen year old with five-eleven foot frame, the muscles of a martial artist with brown curly hair and slightly tanned skin. What was most spectacular about this kid was his eyes. His left was a normal hereditary dark brown, but his right was electric blue. As soon as his eyes close for a nap he heard someone speak to him.
"Jason."
His eyes instantly snap open his right eyes glowing. He looks around to find himself in what appeared to be a huge lake of aqua green water. He did what any normal human would do and tried to hold his breath. After a while he had to breathe and found out that he was okay.
"Jason. You must travel from your world to another. Choose your weapons and skills but choose wisely because what you choose with affect the outcome."
"Is this a joke?" Jason asked as he waited a while for an answer when he didn't get one he began thinking.
'I guess I'll just humor whoever is joking with me and just go with it.' Thinking for a while longer he began he selection.
"The martial art abilities or Ranma Saotome along with his knowledge and Ki level but I want the Ki sealed and unlocked bit by hit until I've reached the level of control needed for it; the Kabuto, Sasword, Drake, Zabee, Gatack, Hyper, and Perfect Zectors, as well as the Kabuto Extender with unlimited fuel, oil and what not. And that's it."
As he said what he wanted the Zectors, including their Henshin device and the Kabuto Extender appeared in front of him as the strange voice began again, "You have choose your swords and your abilities. But be warned, the enemy's minions are everywhere, hiding in plain sight."
Soon Jason woke up to someone pounding on the front door, put on his miniature transition lenses, and picked up the Jazz Diet Pepsi that his mother usually drinks and glared at it.
"That does it I'm never drinking mom's drinks every again, they produce strange dreams."
He heard the door pounding again and walked over to it making sure his light blue jeans and white shirt with the words, 'I'm put a dressed, what more do you want?' written on it in black were in order. He opened the door to see three of his old buddies standing there. One wore blue jeans, a long sleeved button up shirt and brown cowboy boots, his brown hair messed up as usual. The other had on cream colored shirts, a dark blue band shirt with flip flops on, his dirty blond hair messed up.
"Glad to see your lazy ass is up bro." The cowboy said in a rough voice glaring up at Jason literally thanks to his five foot even body.
"Shut the fuck up Mat." Jason said still tired even with the nap.
"You are lazy Jas." The blond said as he watched the two stare each other down.
"Shut up ass licker." Jason started.
"Cock sucker!!" Joe retaliated.
"Ass whore!!" Mat added in.
"MOTHERFUCKER!!!"
"BITCH WITH A DICK!!"
"WINDOW LICKER!!!"
With Mat's insult they all stopped one-upping for a sec before laughing their asses off.
"How long as it been since we did that?" Jason asked wiping away his tears.
"Almost as long as our last fight." Mat said calming down.
The trio of friends use to train together, usually kicking each other's asses until one is left standing. They stayed tight every since they met each other in elementary school watching each other's back and kicking all of the bullies asses when every they tried to rise up against them.
"So what's up?" Jason asked leaning on the door frame.
"We were wondering if you wanted to come with us to the local haunts and pick up a few chicks with us." Joe said before he found himself talking to a cloud shaped like his friend.
Soon he was back wearing a grey shirt that had a road construction sign on it that said 'Sorry, mind close until further notice,' dark blue jeans with silver and black sneakers, a light brown hunter's vest with fingerless gloves that had small metal knuckle studs.
"What are we doing here?!? LET'S PAINT THE TOWN RED!!!"
Soon the trio was going from party to party getting a few numbers with Jason getting the most. Now girl's from Jason's home town like two different kinds of boys, the strong and the exotic. For those that liked strong guys most boys would just beat each other up, the last man standing got the girl's number. For the exotic, Jason won hands down with his duel eyes. Because of that most guys, mainly ones with girlfriends, would try and jump the poor guy.
Now when every Jason's about to get jumped on from behind his blue eye would glow then he would redirect the guy's body towards either a wall, pole, or a near by trash can/dumpster and let them either knock themselves out or humiliate them.
"Still using that eye?" Joe asked after the tenth redirection.
"Yep." He said happily as he watched the poor guy get dumped like yesterday's garbage.
Now let me tell you about Jason's eye. He was born with it and yet he was not. Before he was thirteen he had two normal brown eyes, but when he hit puberty that all changed. You see nearly everyone on Jason's mom side of the family has a talent dealing with the supernatural. His grandfather had the ability to see into the future while one of his cousins could heal minor wounds with her energy.
Jason's eye had the ability to not only see into the future but also rape people's minds and pull out any and all information he wanted, but at a price. When he first got the eye he kept on fainting from the energy lost until they covered the eye with an eye patch. It wasn't until a wandering martial artist helped him control the eye and thus his Ki with out the patch. And now while he can control to an extant how far in the future he sees and for how long, but from time to time a vision will pop up out of no where or his eyes would get out of control. Thankfully the last part was rare but it has happened.
"Man that should be illegal in our fights." Matt said shaking his head.
"I don't use it remember stupid. I only use it in other fights." Jason said he dodged another flying guy.
Soon Jason dropped off his friends and headed for home. Soon he was in his old room, playing the first Naruto PS2 game as Hinata, one of his favorite characters, along with Anko. Soon a storm began brewing outside. It slowly became one of the worst ones ever in the history of Jason's hometown. Soon it got so bad that Jason decided to save his game and turn it off. Just as he touched the off button to the PS2 a bolt of lightning came down from the sky, hit a nearby power line, thru the house's wiring, and straight thru the plug on the PS2 electrocuting Jason knocking him out.
Some time later Jason slowly woke up and sat up with a groan.
"What the hell happened?" He asked himself before he felt something that should have been out of place in his room.
He fully opened his eyes and saw that he was in a forest of some type. As he stood up he felt that his body was different somehow. He looked his body over with a medical eye that he gained from his mother an RN or registered nurse. His entire body's muscles and double somehow, his arm that were once similar to someone who practiced martial arts as a hobby for a few years changed to something akin to someone who practiced almost every waking moment since they could walk. His legs were the same way while his upper body went from a cute hard working boy to a handsome man. Jason's face also lost some of the lingering baby fat and became more angular.
Not only did his body change but his clothes as well. Where he once wore a white sleeping T was now a dark crimson red shirt with a one horned silver beetle with two prongs on either side of it. (Think of the ZECT symbol without the ZECT in it) The plain PJs became dark blue jeans with his usual silver and black sneakers with, what felt to be, steel covering his toes. The whole entire thing was covered with a dark purple and dark gold open trench coat. Around his neck was a copper necklace with a copper dog tag of a dragon on it, a blue guitar pick with a red dragon on the right side of the dog tag, and a small blue and gold shield on the left. He also had twin fingerless gloves on his hands as well.
"What the hell is going on?" He wondered as he looked around.
He looked at the base of the tree he was sleeping under and saw something that blew his mind even more. There lying on the ground was the Kabuto/Gatack buckle, the Zabee Brace, and the Drake Grip with the Sasword yaiber leaning on the tree. For a while he pondered what the HELL was going on before he just shrugged his shoulders and started putting on the Henshin devises. The Buckle went on his waist and disappeared when he clicked it together; the Drake grip went in the left outer pocket of the trench coat while the sword went into a special slot that seemed made for it on his right side inside the coat.
As for the Zabee brace, he rolled down his left sleeve and was about to put it around his wrist when something stopped him. For a second he just stood their before walking out of the shade of the tree and threw the Brace up into the air. As it went thru the air he rolled up his left sleeve before rolling down the coat's right one. He held out his hand and the brace just dropped into it before he slapped it on his right wrist. He rolled the sleeve up and started walking.
"Best I can do right now is to pick a direction and just walk." He said before he slapped himself on the head, "And stop talking to myself."
Soon he reached a village that somehow felt familiar to him. He saw that the building all around him was in disrepair and the people looked like there were either dieing from hunger of beaten with a stick. A few of them started at him like he was a piece of meat and he showed his sword to those people to make them keep their distance not wanting to kill anyone without just cause. After a while he heard a woman screaming and rushed to see what was happening.
He found the source in an alleyway where three men were harassing a beautiful long black haired woman with a small child around eight or nine clutching her leg. Each of the scum had a katana at their sides yet they wore clothing that said they worked for the highest bidder.
"Your father has yet to stop building his bridge." One of them with an eye patch said, "I guess he needs to be reminded about what happens to thought who try to be heroes."
He reached out towards the woman but stopped when he felt a cold blade on his neck. His comrades turned around to see who was stopping them while the mother and son just looked around the man. Jason's brown eye was cold while his right eye was glowing slightly.
"I suggest you stop what you were doing before I take your other eye."
He stepped back holding his sword tightly as the goons all turned towards him.
"Well look what we got here boys, someone trying to play hero." another man wearing a heavy purple coat said pulling out his sword.
"I guess he needs a lesson too." Another one said as the rest of the five goons pulled out their blades.
They started to attack him but the tight alleyway made it so that they had to fight the kid one at a time. They started pushing Jason back as he defended with his yaiber trying to stay where he was. Unfortunately they were able to push him out enough to surround him and since Jason wasn't really a sword fighter much he had a lot of close calls as they blades nearly nicked him. The only things that saved him were his speed which he was proud of.
'Damn!!!" he thought as he danced away from another to blade only to duck as one came for his head, 'I need the Zabee zector!!!"
As soon as he thought that he heard something that made him smile.
"STANDBY!!!"
A yellow, silver and black mechanical hornet, triple the size of a regular one, cam flying from out of no where sending the goons back and allowing Jason to sheath his sword before catching the wasp in his left hand as he revealed his Zabee brace.
With a loud cry of, "Henshin!" he snapped the wasp onto the brace before twisting it slightly making the hornet face his fist.
"HENSHIN," His wasp zector echoed as a hexagonal field expanded form the brace and covered his body forming the masked form of the Zabee armor.
Bulky silver armor with bits of yellow and green over lapped a black bodysuit. It had double shoulder pads with the inside one yellow with a single black circle vet on the shoulder, and the outside ones silver with yellow edging with a hexagonal curve to it. Silver and yellow cylindrical sections ran down his arms, five per arm, with metal on the tops off his hands and three small pieces of metal on each of his fingers for added protection. His helmet was silver with the visor looking like a bee made from hexagons and a pair of small silver antennas. Around his waist was a silver metal belt with the buckle having the ZECT symbol on it. He also had metal on his feet and shins formed to look like boots with large pieces of metal on the outsides of his tights as well as the knees to act like knee pads.
"Let's dance." The newly born rider said before he rushed the first stunned goon.
Jason sent the goon flying with a fierce upper cut that sent the guy up into the air and landed on the ground with a thump. That shook the others out of their stupor and charged the hero. Even with the bulky and heavy armor, Jason was easily able to duck and dodge the swords and using a form of Muay Thai that emphasized more on power then speed he broke bones and sent many a goon flying. On the last on he ducked to the side as the goon was going for an over head slash and grabbed the blade, his padded gloves keeping him from cutting himself, and sent an elbow into the sword shattering it in half.
The goon stumbled back and just stared at his sword like the villagers stunned that someone was that powerful, "But how? This sword was made from the best metal that Gato could buy!!!"
"I guess this Gato person didn't want such swords in the hands of his goons." Jason said off handily before punching the goon in the face sending him to dreamland.
The kid took a slow deep breath to calm him self as the Zabee zector disconnected from the brace. Since the armor lost its power source it fell away from Jason in hexagonal pieces revealing his civilian form.
Some of the goons were still functional and Jason gave them a warning, "Take you pack and leave, and if Gato wants to rumble at anytime, tell him I'll be ready."
Not wanting another piece of the kid the goons still up or just awake gather their comrades and left in a hurry, one of them taking the broken sword. Jason sighed and was about to go on his way when the woman called out to him.
"Excuse me," she said, "Thank you for saving me and my son."
"No problem," the nineteen year old said blushing a bit at the praise, "just doing what most people would do."
"You an exceptional person, uh…"
"Jason, Jason Kimball. And you would be?"
"Oh," the woman said blushing embarrassingly, "Forgive my rudeness, its Tsunami, and this is my son, Inari."
As they kept on talking the boy, Inari just stared at the older teen with amazement,"You took down, Gato's men." he said with amazement.
"They weren't that hard," Jason said humbly, "It was easy with the rider armor."
"Do you have a place to stay?" Tsunami asked knowing that this boy was not with Gato.
"Not really. I was going to find an inn but I don't have any money with me since a gang of Highway men distracted me while one of them took my pack behind my back."
"You could stay at my father's house for a while. It was an inn se we have lots of room."
Jason went wide eye as he waved his hands in fornt of his face, "I wouldn't want to be a bother to your family Tsunami-san."
"I want to thank my savior, and you won't be a bother. How about when you get enough money on you, you can pay me back. You did say that all you had were your weapons and the clothes on your back." Tsunami said with a bright smile.
"Well…" Jason try saying as he rubbed that back on his neck.
"Please Ossan." Inari asked hoping that he was wrong about heroes.
"Well…" Jason stated again but was subjected to the puppy-dog eyes by Tsunami and Inari, "Okay, okay! Just turn off the eyes!!!"
And that how Jason came to live with Tsunami and her son and father. I wonder what will happen next for our hero?
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"I've had this idea for a while and I wanted to put it up to see how you readers might like it. This one is a kind of a self insert but with a lot of changes to it. What do you think of it so far?"