-1Here's the first chapter of a Sentai fic I've been working on. Now here is the basic set-up here: These characters so far are all OC. This is OT and AU. It is also a WIP. This is nearly OF (I don't own the terms Sentai, henshin, or Zord. Close enough though). AA, sleight R, patches of Hu and D. Ranges from PG to PG 13. The characters belong to me, and Kramelbog.
Well, now that that's out of the way, I'd like to set ages for the characters in this fic (some may not appear in this chapter, and others will be noted in later on chapters, where I see fit). (Also, in this fic, I list last name, first, like the Japanese do)
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Sorato Fuujin- 17
Akasaka Kanami- 17
Dobon Mizuki- 16 1/2(she only looks 12!)
Hirameki Raito- 19
Yakumo Seppa- 23
Sameji Goro- 30
Hiroyuki Toshiro- 20
Fujiwara Gien- 19
Akasaka Yakedo- 24
size18bLM Sentai- Zokusei Rangers/b/size
size18bElement 1- Life… then transference. /b/size
"Momoku Mikiri!" the dark figure roared, smashing his blue-black axe roughly to the ground.
An upsurge of dark-green earth rolled towards his targets, knocking them back. The boulder-gray demons lay on their backs, baring their fangs. A second figure stepped out from the smoke surrounding the battlefield. He smiled, although one couldn't tell from outside the yellow helmet's visor.
"Juu, Juu, Juuka… Too!" with every word the man's foot struck a demon, moving so rapidly one couldn't tell one hit from ten. Before the final word there was a slight pause, then both feet came crashing down, colliding with the face of the last conscious demon. He stepped gingerly off the sunken crater he'd left, smiling. A third figure stepped towards them.
"Good work team," the man dressed in red addressed the pair.
3:58 PM
The screen gleamed brightly in the dimly lit room. A girl with dark hair bent over the balcony, looking at the screen below.
"Wow, aniki's really kicking ass today!" she smiled brightly as she watched the man in the red helmet attack the leader of the demons. Their leader took flight briefly, landing precariously on top of a flagpole. He smiled down towards the red ranger below, his forked tail upsetting his angelic appearance as it twitched with excitement. "Look at that face! Too cute… he has no chance."
"Uh… Kanami-chan." A boy with slightly messy black hair finished adjusting his glasses, and then coughed to get the girls attention. His octarine eyes trailed over her small body, looking her up and down. The bangs of her hair were parted slightly to the left side of her face, the rest of it tied back in a shoulder-high ponytail. Her eyes were hazel and she wore an orange-pink jumper over a sky blue sweater. The skirt of her jumper flared out, covering her hips with its ruffles. Regulation black stockings stretched down to her feet, ending at her black dress shoes.
While he stared at her she continued to stare intently at the screen. A second cough from behind got her attention. She looked over her shoulder not expecting to see anyone- she jumped when she did.
"Ah! Fuujin-kun, don't scare me like that!" she paused. "Uh… how long have you been standing there?" she eyed the dark-haired boy nervously. He wore the academy's regulation-black button-up dress-shirt and pants, his glasses balanced lightly on his nose. Their lenses were narrow, rectangular, and rounded, their frames delicate and silvery. He took them off and began cleaning, trying to hide his embarrassment. Finishing he slid them back on, and answered.
"I," he began, then stopped, staring at the screen behind her. His jaw dropped.
"What?" she asked uneasily. He said nothing, but continued to stare at the glowing screen behind her. She got the hint, spinning around to see the scene of distress that had stopped him mid-answer. "Oh. Oh no!" tears began welling up in her eyes. The red ranger- no, her brother- was dangling by his collar ten feet in the air. Blood trickled from where a chunk of his helmet was missing. More of that blood dribbled from the corner of the angelic monster's mouth. His skin was yellowed, outlined against a sulfurous cloud of smoke.
"Kanami I'-" he was cut short as she ran off in tears, shoving open the double-doors of the exit. He looked on dumbly, speechless, at the scene of chaos on the screen, and below. Students who'd come expecting to watch the live video feed of the National Police Academy's best team on mission had seen much more than they'd bargained for. He adjusted his glasses.
Tears streamed from her eyes as she shoved her way through the halls, trying to escape the people that led her brother to his death.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
A particularly large man blocked her path.
b"Hey!"/b this time the exclamation came from her. She glared at the slightly graying black-haired man in front of her- stared him down. He had kind brown eyes, and a wide girth. An expensive-looking brown suit, complete with black and red striped tie, and brown-suede shoes, surrounded his wide girth. A shark-shaped insignia was pinned on his front pocket- it was bent into a crude S.
"Oh, hey Sameji Taisa." Kanami muttered under her breath. He nodded.
"Hello Akasaka-san, may I have a word?" She nodded. "Yes, well you see… your brother's untimely death has left team one in serious need of a leader…" She stared at him blankly. He went on- she tried to tune him out, but couldn't. A look of shock was glued to her face, her eyes wavering. He finished talking.
"What? You want me to iwhat/i…?" she didn't understand.
"Here," he said handing her a piece of paper. "I know it's sudden, so I'll give you time to think it over." He smiled. "I need to know soon though. Replacement Exams start in tomorrow at noon."
She took the paper, looked it over quickly. Wet blotches splattered onto the note; turning away from the commander she gave her answer. With a burst of speed she left the scene, fresh tears on her face.
Fuujin ran through the halls, a look of supreme concern plastered on his face.
"Kanami? iKanami-chan/i!" he called, cupping his hands. The sound of cartwheels in need of an oil caused him to spin around, facing their source.
A hospital gurney carrying a large man with rough slicked-back hair rushed through the corridor Fuujin had just passed. He had just enough time to catch a few more details- the man's bloodstained ski goggles, a tattoo of a flame emblazoned on his right arm, forward-jutting sideburns. His eyes were closed. A second later he was gone, replaced by a second gurney. There was a major difference with this one though… this guy was awake!
"iWater! Need. Water/i" The man's hand reached out towards Fuujin, clawed the air before him. The man's bronze eyes were glassy- they stared fleetingly at Fuujin, then closed weakly. The hand dropped to his side. The cart stopped moving; a doctor rushed to the man's side. He quickly checked for a pulse, then put his palm to the man's forehead, pushing back the tuft of black hair that jutted over his headband. The headband was brown leather, and wrapped around the white stocking cap that was pulled over his head. The doctor pulled this off casually, tossing it over his head and into the arms of the dark-haired girl that had suddenly appeared at his side.
She caught it quickly, cradled it in her arms, buried her tear-streaked face in it. The tears stained its perfect whiteness black. Fuujin waited only long enough to catch one more detail- as the girl lifted her face he caught sight of the purest blue eyes he'd ever seen.
He turned to continue his search.
Leaving the building he glanced around. iWhere is she/i? Thoughts rushed through his mind. iThere? No, why would she go there? The roof? No./i his eyes traveled downwards, towards a trail of footsteps left fresh in the sand. iThe beach/i Without a second thought he dashed down the trail at the academy's side, down towards the beach!
"Kanami-chan!" he called, cupping his hands once more. The sound of crying caught his ear. "iKanami/i" he jumped over the path's craggy ledge, landing with a thud next to the poor girl. She raised her head from her palms, looking at him with watery eyes. Sniffing loudly she wiped her eyes with the side of her arm. She looked at him like she might hit him.
"What do you want?" she sniffed, a tinge of anger in her voice. Fuujin looked at her with concern.
"Kanami I'm so sorr-"
"Don't!" she cut him off. "Don't say you're sorry if it wasn't your fault! If you blame yourself I'll never forgive you… iHe'd never forgive you/i." She erupted in tears again, burying her head in her hands. Fuujin took a step towards her, putting his arm comfortingly on her shoulders.
"Kanami, it's okay to cry." He said patting her back.
"I know it's okay! That's why I'm crying stupid!" she snapped.
"Right." He continued, readjusting his glasses. "Well… that's good." She looked at him fiercely.
"How is that good!" she asked angrily. "My brother is dead!" the waterworks began again.
"Kanami, wait! That's not what I meant!" he muttered, rubbing her back. He stopped; she looked up at his face with a sniff. He was staring off into the distance, a serious look on his face, brow furrowed, fist clenched.
"He was a ranger. That was his job… both his dream and his duty. He knew how it might end…" His entire mood had changed. As he looked down at her a kind look crossed over his face. "he did it for you. And he did a great job of it. Don't ever regret that. He lived to save others, and he gave his life for it. I… I don't know what else to say." He gave a weak smile rubbing his neck. Kanami sniffed; the message had been received.
"He was a ranger… he was a hero." She looked up to Fuujin, smiling. "Thanks. You're right. You always know what to say to make me feel better." She got to her feet, leaping up to hug Fuujin. A streak of red crossed over Fuujin's face. "I'm so glad I've got a friend like you!" the streak faded.
size9"Right. Just friends."/size He whispered weakly, letting go of her.
"What was that?"
"Nothing…" he smiled weakly, changing the subject. "Why'd you choose to come here anyways?" he looked around at the jagged rocks and rolling sand dunes, the lapping water and the crabs.
"Life." She said simply, gazing off into the distance. "The beach always makes me think of life. It's my favorite place because of that. Because of the tides ebbs and flows, ibecause of all the life/i, beginning and ending, coming and going. Just like the sea… does that sound a little iodd/i?" she asked, putting her hands behind her head. A look of shock covered Fuujin's face.
"Weird no! Not at all!" he waved his hands nervously back and forth. Kanami laughed to herself.
"You're so funny Fuujin-kun. Oh, that reminds me!" she said putting her finger to her lips. "Hmmmm… what was it. Something important. Very important… what was it? Oh yeah that's right!" she exclaimed, reaching into the pocket of her jumper. "I've decided! "I'm going to become a ranger!" she smiled, holding up a note.
A look of complete shock was present on Fuujin's face.
"Sorry, what?"
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Author's Notes:
Momoku Mikiri means Reckless Abandon. In this attack Seppa Yakumo goes berserk for a brief period of time, unleashing several extreme attacks. One such attack sends shockwaves over the ground by slamming his axe down to the ground in front of him.
I'm using Juu as in ten, but it can also be beast if the kanji is different. Juuka means beast. Too (pronounced like toe) is another form of ten. In other words, the attack name is ten, ten, BEAST, ten. A multi-hit for ten damage maybe? Or a ten-hit kicking attack, that comes in four parts. I'm going with option C- a four kick attack with the first three as multiple rapid-striking kicks, and the final as a leaping two-legged kick to the face.
Octarine is the eighth color of the color spectrum, from Terry Pratchett's Discworld series. The color is purplish-green. You can find out more about the color Octarine in the book The Color of Magic.
Taisa means captain.