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Ch 1: Aqua, Rising Torrent Part 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Kamen Rider or Star Wars! KR belongs to Ishinomori Shotaro and Toei, and SW belongs to Lucas! The only thing they don't own are the OCs, which include the Riders in the story!
AN: First off, the story has been under some revision, so there are some things that are going to be different to the story. For example, the Riders' stories will be broken up into two parts, which allow me to write longer fight sequences. Also, there will a whole recap of the previous chapter (save for part 1 of each Rider's story).
Also, I at first discontinued the story because I lost interest in it and I was too busy at the time with classes. However, since I have some free time, I realized how much potential it had, so I decided to give it another chance.
Now, as for this chapter, the plot takes place during the end of the Galactic Civil War, approximately a few months before the Battle of Endor. Unfortunately, Darth Vader or the Emperor will not be appearing in this fic. It's just some OC Jedi and that's about it. Now, where are the Kamen Riders in all of this? Well, you're going to have to read the story to find out!
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(Last time)
The man immediately turned around to see seven transparent beings, all wearing hooded robes that concealed their identities. The man was not afraid by the appearance of these ghostly beings as he just crossed his arms. "This is certainly a rare occasion," the man said.
"It is time for him to know," the ghostly being in the center stated.
"No, not now." The man shook his head. "He's not ready."
"The boy has made significant progress in his abilities," the being on the far right pointed out. "His powers grow far powerful than anyone we have seen. He is ready to know."
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"Dad?" the boy asked as he sat up on his bed. "What is it?"
"Oh I just want to tell you a little story before you go to bed," the man said as he walked in.
The boy let out a groan, questioning, "Dad, don't you think I'm little old for bedtime stories?"
The man smiled at the boy's question. "Well, this one I'll think you'll enjoy," he said as he sat next to the bed.
"Years before you were born, when the galaxy was ruled by the evil Galactic Empire, who spread tyranny and chaos, there were those who stood for justice," the man began. "Bestowed with unimaginable powers, a small group of warriors fought for everything the forces of evil were against."
"Like the Rebel Alliance?" the boy asked.
"Something like that," the man nodded. "Anyway, these warriors had powers that no one has ever seen in this galaxy. They used those powers to guard the galaxy from evil forces that were born from the evils of the Empire. Separate, each warrior was strong, but together they were a force to be reckoned with!"
Though it was the beginning the story immediately caught the boy's interest as he eagerly listened. "What were these warriors called?" he anxiously inquired.
The man looked at his son, and said only two words:
"Kamen Riders."
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(Now)
The boy just looked at his father in front of him. "Kamen Riders?" he repeated.
"Yes, Kamen Riders," the man nodded. "From the shadows, they once protected the galaxy from evil, but only a few know of their righteous deeds."
Before the man could continue, the boy immediately shot up straight with excitement. "But what is this evil? Where do these Riders come from? How..." the boy began his series of questions, but his father held up a hand to stop him from asking anymore questions.
Once the boy sat on his bed, the man lowered his hand and explained, "There are many Riders, but to understand the struggle, you have to know the story for each Rider. Let's start out with one Rider named Aqua."
"Aqua?" the boy asked.
The man nodded. "His story takes place months before the famous Battle of Endor that destroyed the Second Death and killed the Emperor along with his right-hand, Darth Vader..."
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In the Outer-Rim of the galaxy, lies a single planet in the Trion System. It was called Orion, once home to a colony that the Old Republic sent five hundred years ago. Unfortunately, the colony resulted in failure as a plague struck the colony. The surviving colonists returned to the Core and Mid Rims, leaving it as a ghost town. Now the colony acted as a refuge for Jedi, who escaped the Empire.
Fortunately for them, there was no one else other than the Jedi on Orion, so they were safe from the Emperor's forces, especially Darth Vader. On Orion, laid the remains of the colony. Tall buildings that once reached the skies were now half their size and in ruins. Many Jedi chose to hid there, specifically, a Kel Dor by the name of Dural.
In a small barren apartment was the Kel Dor Jedi Master himself, wearing the standard brown Jedi robes, his hood covering his head. Dural was one of the few Jedi Masters who stayed away from the military life of leading Clone Troopers to fight against the Separatists because he did not trust the Clones and feared they might betray the Jedi. He was right when Order 66 was initiated. Luckily for him, he succeeded in surviving Order 66.
He stared off into the streets of the abandoned colony that were now being constantly attacked by the pouring rain. As he watched, he felt another presence in the room. Slowly, he reached for his lightsaber hilt, but didn't activate it yet. At the sound of a lightsaber being activated, Dural activated his own blue lightsaber. He swung it around to block the slash of another lightsaber. It's color was aquamarine green, unusual for a Jedi to wield.
It's owner was young human man about twenty or so. He had short brown hair as well as some bangs over his blue eyes. The young man happened to wear a blue shirt with some matching pants that was held up by a black leather belt as well as black gloves and boots on his hands and feet. The young man slashed his lightsaber once more, but the Kel-Dor Jedi master merely blocked or dodged the attacks.
Dural moved to side to avoid a downward slash from the young man before Dural slashed his own blade at him. The young man raised his lightsaber in time to block the slash, but the Kel-Dor Master sent a kick to his stomach that sent the young man skidding back. Dural smiled underneath his mask. "I'm afraid you're going to have to do better than that Bren," Dural told the young man, now identified as Bren.
Bren smiled back. "Oh I think I can."
With that, he quickly slashed at the Kel-Dor Jedi Master, who merely parried the slash. However, Bren swung his blade to Dural's left. Dural immediately swung his blue lightsaber around expecting to block it, but Bren unexpectedly deactivated his lightsaber and ducked to avoid Dural's lightsaber going through the air. The Kel-Dor Master taken by surprise as Bren activated his aquamarine green blade to knock Dural's lightsaber out of his hand. The blue blade deactivated as the hilt clattered on the ground.
Before Dural could do anything, Bren used the Force to making the Kel-Dor master lose his balance and his back began to fall to the ground. Fortunately, Dural had been trained in arts of the Baran Do Sages as well as the Jedi for he propelled himself into the air with a simple push of his hand against the ground. Dural's feet landed on the ground, but once he stood up, the Kel-Dor Jedi Master froze at the sight of the Bren's lightsaber blade pointed towards his face. Dural looked at Bren. The young man's face seemed to be a bit worn out, but he was grinning. "I've finally beaten you master," Bren triumphantly stated, panting a little.
Dural could only laugh at that. "Yes you did, Bren!" he said as he used the Force for his lightsaber hilt to fly into his hand.
Bren laughed as well as he deactivated his lightsaber. After they both hooked their respective lightsabers to their belts, Dural put a hand on Bren's shoulder. "You have learned much young one," Dural proudly stated. "You've even mastered my lightsaber style!"
Bren grinned at his mentor. "I did learn from the best."
Dural smiled at that as he patted his student's shoulder. "That is true."
The Kel-Dor Master turned around and began to walk away, planning to get dinner ready. "Master, I want to say thank you for everything," Bren suddenly spoke.
Dural froze in his place. His upbeat mood changed to a somber one for he knew that tone Bren used. "You're leaving." It wasn't a question.
Bren nodded. "I'm sorry, but I must."
"Very well," Dural sighed, his back still facing Bren. "There's nothing more I can teach you. You're ready to face him."
Dural's student bowed. "Goodbye."
With that, Bren walked out of the apartment. He continued to walk through the hallways until he reached the exit. Bren stared off into the rainy sky before he walked out into the barren city. The rain drenched his brown hair, but that didn't matter. He jumped simply walked out into the rainy grounds of Orion. Dural watched as his student walked through the barren city. "May the Force be with you, Bren."
"Are you sure he's ready?" a female voice questioned
The Kel-Dor Jedi Master turned around to see a Force Ghost. This one was a female human Jedi Master who wore the typical Jedi robes. She had long purple hair that extended down to her shoulders and blue eyes. Dural's eyes narrowed at the Force Ghost. "Master Tora, he is more than ready," Dural confidentially stated.
Tora walked up to the window and looked down at Bren. "I wonder if he truly is. Darklighter has become more powerful than before. I don't think your student can handle him."
"Bren has learned every style I know," the Kel-Dor Master said to the Force Ghost. "Besides, Darklighter's an insane, unimaginative plotter!"
"Darklighter is also a genius as well as your former apprentice, if I remember correctly," Tora revealed as she faced him. "He learned almost everything about the Force from you."
Dural was about to argue, but decided against it for he could not counter Tora's logic. "Dural," she continued, "Bren is our hope in stopping Darklighter. If he fails, who knows what he will do to the galaxy."
"Then why don't you do something!" Dural demanded. "You Force Ghosts have all of this power, but you don't use it!"
"I can't always interfere, you know that," Tora explained.
"Then why are you here?" the Kel-Dor Jedi Master questioned.
"To make sure you're ready for when your apprentice loses," Tora responded.
Dural sternly looked at her. "That won't happen, Tora. Bren will win."
"I hope you're right," she stated, crossing her arms over her chest. "Cause if he doesn't, than it's over."
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It seemed hours passed since Bren left his mentor. He walked the abandoned colony that seemed to stretch for miles. It seemed to be searching for something, which was difficult for there was nothing that seemed to be important in the colony, except for plates of durasteel. It didn't help by the fact that it was raining rather heavily. Fortunately, Bren found some shelter underneath an abandoned house, and once the rain passed, he resumed his search.
'He should be around here,' Bren thought as he walked through the streets of the abandoned colony.
The young Jedi stopped for moment to look up into the sky. Though it stopped raining, the sky was filled with clouds. Something seemed to be off. Bren couldn't put his finger on it, but there was a strange sensation tingling throughout his entire body. "Looking for me?" a voice asked.
Bren froze. A shiver ran down his spine at recognition of the voice's owner. He turned around to see a robed man standing on top of large plates of durasteel that protruded from the ground. Bren recognized the man. "Lance Darklighter," he snarled.
Lance Darklighter was a human, like Bren, but in his late thirties with hair that went down to his shoulders and blue eyes. Lance wore gray Jedi robes over his body, instead of the usual brown robes. Lance merely smirked at Bren. "What's wrong? Missed your old master?"
"You're not my master!" Bren growled.
"Really?" Lance questioned. "Who took you in after your parents dumped you on this planet? Who fed and trained you ever since you were a child?"
Bren clenched his teeth. "That may be true, but you treated me like I was just a specimen! A thing to be played with!"
He merely shook his head. "That was for-"
Before Lance could finish that statement, Bren used the Force to sent a telekinetic blast at him. Though it did not work as Bren expected, it did sent Lance skidding back. The older Jedi regained his ground and stared at Bren. "Enough talking!" Bren declared as he grabbed his lightsaber hilt and activated its aquamarine green blade. "This ends here!"
"You're right," Lance said as he straightened his back. "The time for talk is over."
Once he said that, a belt materialized around Lance's waist. It was silver with a yellow, circular stone. Bren's eyes widen in recognition at the sight of the belt. "That's..." he began but was cut off at the sight of the stone in the center glowing brightly.
The stone began to glow brightly until it released a bright flash of yellow energy that engulfed Lance's body. Bren turned away a little to avoid being blinded by the flash. Once the flash of energy died down, Bren looked at Lance's new form. "So you've turned yourself into that, Lance," Bren snarled.
"That name is getting old," "Lance" grinned. "Call me Hunter."
Hunter wore golden armor over his white bodysuit. He had a golden chest plate as well as metallic gauntlets and boots. He had a yellow hood over his head with a black visor and silver mask over his eyes and mouth, respectively. His lightsaber hilt hung from his metallic belt.
"Now, let me show you my real power," Hunter declared.
Hunter dashed towards Bren with incredible speed that would be considered even faster than a speed of a Jedi Master. Hunter grabbed his lightsaber and activated its yellow blade before swinging it at Bren, who blocked the yellow blade with his own green one. Bren then swung his green lightsaber at Hunter only for him to raise his yellow lightsaber to block it in time. Hunter punched Bren in the stomach, making the young Jedi to keel over from the pain.
With his guard down, Hunter kicked Bren in the chest, sending him flying into the air and crashing into a house. The house was demolished completely for the durasteel plates collapsed when Bren was sent flying into them. Smoke rose from the ground, completely covering Bren. Hunter waited for the smoke to clear away, his hand gripping his lightsaber hilt.
The smoke died away, revealing Bren standing on a pile of durasteel plates. However, his gloves and boots were gone, revealing gray, mechanical limbs that replaced his arms and legs. Bren's lightsaber was gripped in his mechanical hands. "Take a good look at this," Bren stated. "See what you turned me into!"
And Hunter did take a good look. "Ah, yes," Hunter smiled underneath his mask. "I almost forgot I gave you those."
"You gave me these prosthetics when I was fifteen," Bren began. "It was all apart of an experiment. I remember ever bit of you cutting open my arms and replacing them with these!"
Hunter apathetically shrugged. "Hey, I had to, so it would be easier for you to fight."
"But there's more!" Bren shouted.
When he said that, a belt materialized around Bren's waist. Like Hunter's, it was silver, but stone in the center was green. This time, Hunter's eyes widen beneath his visor as the crystal in Bren's belt released a bright flash of green energy that engulfed Bren's body. 'It can't be!' Hunter denied as the green enemy dispersed.
The green energy was gone, revealing an armored figure standing in Bren's place. He now wore armor similar to Hunter, but the armor was white. He had a white chest plate as well as green metallic gauntlets and boots. He had a white hood with a green visor and silver mask.
Hunter knew who this was. He knew the figure very well for he made him.
"Aqua."
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AN: Well, what do you think? I need an honest opinion, but try not to be too harsh. Please leave a review as well as some CONSTRUCTIVE criticism on the story to prevent me from making any mistakes in future fics.
Alright, in this chapter, I didn't have the Riders in the fic say "henshin," because this is another galaxy that doesn't know Japanese. Making up another transformation phrase would be annoying and make other writers mad at me for making up a stupid one, so I just had them transform, like in Kamen Rider: The First and Kamen Rider: The Next. Oh yeah, I also based some bits from Kamen Rider Chrome's KAMEN RIDER: ORIGINS story, especially with Bren's cybernetic arms and legs, which was based off of Shin, the main character who had prosthetic arms and legs.
Another thing is that I at first wanted KR Aqua to be a one-shot crossover, but I had the idea of making a culmination of different Riders in this one fic. You will see other Riders with their own story, but that's all I can really say for.
Still, I hope you enjoy the story
That's all I have-Raika out!
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