ACT: Prologue
The dirt was scorched under the feet of the three figures, two men and a woman, as they ran towards a small relatively undamaged house. The older, armored man in the lead was firing at the monster horde that was trying to close in on them, "We're almost there." As they got to the door, the man turned to the woman looking at her through his battle scared helmet, "make sure he gets out of here. I'll hold them off."
The woman could see in his one newly revealed eye what he meant, "I'm not leaving you behind, Tsukasa-kun!"
"You know that this isn't up for debate," he shot back as a large rhino like monstrosity barreled down on their location. Upon seeing this, he pulled a card out of the device acting as his gun and slid it into his belt 'Final Attack Ride: D-D-D-Decade!' As the goliath's corpse fell to the ground in an explosion, the armored man returned to his conversation, "He may need your help. My life isn't of any consequence; it's up to him now."
As his words sunk in, the woman turned to follow the younger man into the house. "I'll send him off, but then I'm coming back."
"No Natsumi! Listen-"
"No, Tsukasa, You listen. I lost you once." Despite the chaos, Natsumi's voice dropped to barely above a whisper, "I'm not going to go through that again." She then returned to her task, upon reaching the basement of the building that was once her home, the young man already finishing the necessary preparations. "Are you ready to do this?" With a silent nod, the hooded young man turned towards the large, glowing device that took up a quarter of the room. "Good, now all you need is the cargo." Natsumi then lifted a suitcase and handed it to her ward. "When you get through, remember to revive the others to help you."
An explosion from outside suddenly shook the foundation, causing the machines glow to flicker. Realizing what little time they had, Natsumi grabbed onto the young man's shoulders and looked him dead in the eye, "I need to get back to Tsukasa. You're Decade now." Planting a quick good-luck kiss on his forehead, "just remember what we taught you."
As Natsumi dashed for the stairs, un-shouldering a weapon as she went, the hooded individual gripped the handle of the suitcase firmly and after taking a brief last look at the world he called home, he set off for whatever was on the other side of the portal.
ACT: A Fresh Start
As the sun reached the high point of its daily sojourn, life was bustling as civilians were running errands, meeting up with friends, or just wandering about. Little did they know what suffering and strife would befall them…