Spoilers for Kamen Rider OOO!
After two long and hard years, he'd done it. Two years of research, struggle, pain, and desperation brought him here.
"Here" was in the ruins of where the Kougami had originally dug up the artifacts where the greeeds used to sleep. It had taken a quite a bit of work to get the location of this place, but it was all going to be worth it.
It felt so unreal to have Ankh in front of him again. Actually there too, no possession, no illusion, truly here in full grandeur. Eiji stood there for a moment, feeling his face grow hot with tears at the sight of his once lost friend. He'd not changed a bit either, same gaudy hair, same loud getup, and same face as Shingo still.
"Ankh…" Eiji finally spoke taking a step towards the skinny blonde. Ankh snapped his focus towards the colorfully dressed man. He looked at Eiji with accusingly cold eyes, but there was something else there. Wary alarm was hinted in the greeed's expression.
"Ankh?" Eiji repeated in a concerned tone. He'd prayed nothing would have gone wrong with bringing Ankh back, but a growing pit in his stomach was enforcing that fear.
"I don't know who you are, or what you're talking about, but do not come closer to me!" Ankh hissed flaring up in anger and raising his arms up defensively. He spoke strongly and precisely, and was definitely upset.
Eiji's heart dropped at Ankh's words.
"Please tell me you're joking." Eiji croaked out in disappointment. Of course this would've been too good to be true. How foolish was he to think that he'd be able to restore Ankh and everything to go off without a hitch. The Ankh before him was not the one he knew. Not the one he'd fought with, and fought beside.
But Eiji was not going to lose hope so easily. He'd worked too long and too hard to give up on this stupid bird so quickly. Maybe he just needed time to have everything come flooding back? If not Eiji was gonna make him remember everything, or at least the events that took place.
