Den-O Montana Season 1

by Omarnosian10

She has the best of both worlds. He is tasked to protect them. By day, they're normal people and by night, she's an international pop star while he is a time-traveling superhero. They are… Hannah Montana and Kamen Rider Den-O! "Aw sweet niblets!" "From start to finish, I'm at a climax!" Various pairing throughout the season.

4. Chapter 4

Omarnosian10: S'up readers? *exits life-sized wooden block*

Omar: *stares at block* What is that?

Omarnosian10: A writer's block.

Audience: Boo!

Omarnosian10: *burns tomatoes that fall on him* As I was saying, when I started this story, I didn't think of expanding it into a multi-series of sorts.

Omar: Thank Ashbel Longhart, Symbolic Joker and OathToOblivion for their Pr-Pr-Pr-Pr- *author brings up 'PreCure x Kamen Rider' projects* That.

Omarnosian10: Plus, it was a heat-of-the-moment kind of thing with the Hannah Montana-thon two Decembers ago. I was caught up in the nostalgia and didn't plan ahead that much… or at all actually…

Omar: At least there was no Wizards of Waverly Place marathon last year, so a certain Mahōtsukai doesn't show his tricks too soon.

Omarnosian10: *shocked* Dude, what was that for?! You just spoiled the… *sees audience's unsurprised reactions* You knew?!

Audience: YES!

Omar: To be honest, it was obvious since WoWP is the only Disney sitcom with a direct connection to magic like Wizard is to Kamen Rider.

Omarnosian10: I-WHA-BUT-ARGH FINE! But there will be no Phantoms from the show, you hear me?! No Phoenix, no Medusa and most importantly NO WISEMAN! Most of my Disney Rider projects will have either OC or movie-exclusive main antagonists so there, you can't find out anything about the main plots, you hear me?! *does anime big head*

Omar: Yes sir!

Omarnosian10: GOOD! *calms down* Speaking of finding out stuff, I believe I owe some of you an explanation about my OC along with a few other things.

Omar: No sheep, Sherlock.

Omarnosian10: First off, Sieg. Unlike most Den-O stories, *cough* Elements of Den-O *cough* Remnant's Climax *cough* *Omar gives author blank look* this story not only has Sieg from the get go, but will also have him as a regular cast member. This doesn't mean that Wing Form will show up every chapter after its debut.

Omar: Makes sense, considering Sieg is the oldest of the Taros and therefore, handles most of the stuff in the house so he can't provide support all the time.

Omarnosian10: Secondly, most of you were wondering 'Why did I start at the pilot episode of Hannah Montana if it wasn't the first time Omar transformed?' Well, let me answer that with another question. Why did shows like Arrow or Smallville start off years after the protagonists gained their skills or powers instead of right away? Because there'd be no plot aside from their training.

Omar: You mean like how the Ben 10 Reboot didn't start off with Ben gaining the Omnitrix or Spider-Mans cartoon that didn't start off with Peter gaining his powers?

Omarnosian10: Exactamundo! Aside from flashbacks or mentions of their previous years, or in Ben 10's case, days or weeks, in action, there'd be no importance since there would be no definite meaning to starting in their origins. I mean, look at Kamen Rider Blade, Hibiki, Kabuto, Kiva, W unless you count Movie War 2010, Wizard and Build. The protagonists transformed plenty of times before the series started.

Omar: And the series only started when the protagonists reach an important part of their stories, like me as Den-O meeting the others and being revealed on live TV.

Omarnosian10: Which brings me to my third, and final, point. As many of you read, the after-credits scene showed, you guessed it, the main antagonists of the year. And yes, I said year. The reason I mentioned Smallville and Arrow is because my series will run in a timeline similar to them, so expect a 'mid-season' finale.

Omar: So that means the airing order of the Disney series will be rearranged to match this new schedule.

Omarnosian10: And similar to anime, there will be arcs, so to speak, starting with the introduction arc so everyone can see Den-O use each of his main forms for the first time.

Omar: This arc only has one more chapter, along with a bonus one that leads to a new character arc.

Omarnosian10: That's enough rambling for now. ON WITH THE SHOW AND HAPPY VETERAN'S DAY!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana or Kamen Rider Den-O. All rights go to the Walt Disney Company and Shotaro Ishinomori respectively. I only own my OC(s), some OC Imagin designs, and most of Den-O's original forms that have yet to make an appearance.

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Chapter 4: It's Kintaros' Party And I'll Lie If I Want To

You're probably wondering what's happening right now and why I'm backstage at Hannah Montana's latest concert, with said pop-star getting prepped by her staff.

After the Butterfly Imagin attack, Hannah publicly invited 'me' to her latest concert as a way of saying thanks for saving her and her fans, along with the city's male population from 'slavery'. Heck, she made a song in my honor that she's gonna sing tonight.

The reason that I'm in Gun Form is because since this is what I used to beat the Butterfly Imagin, Ryutaros deserves to come too.

Hannah Montana, you're on in two minutes.

"All right, now shake the nerves out." The staff member advised Hannah as the pop-star shakes herself. "Yes, get them out, now. Now, loosen up the throat." She added as the hairdressers leave. Hannah nods before doing… some kind of weird yodeling…

It wasn't long until they switched to animal noises. First a mouse, then a bird, and now a monkey, which Hannah started moving like, much to the vocal coach's embarrassment.

Noticing her discomfort, Hannah stopped. "Good to go."

"Remember when I started coaching you, when you were embarrassed to do that?" Hannah smiles fondly at the memory. "I miss those days." The vocal coach pats Hannah's shoulder before leaving us, Hannah's smile darkening a bit.

"Hannah!" A squeaky and feminine voice called out. Turning my head, I see a dark brunette Asian girl in flashy clothes walking up to Hannah, the blonde brightening up on the sight of her, I guess, friend.

"Mwhah! Mwhah!" They exchanged air kisses while the Asian's friend walks over to us.

"I am so happy you guys are here, are you having fun?" Hannah asks them.

"Tons of." The girl answered before noticing me. "And who's the Kamen Rider?" The girl grins at me, earning an unconscious blush, most likely from Ryutaros.

Hannah grimaces, probably mentally punishing herself for not introducing us. "Traci, this is Den-O. Den-O, these are my friends Traci and Evan."

"Nice to meet you two." I greeted them as I stuck out a hand, which Evan shook.

"Power King?" Traci translated with a raised eyebrow.

"You know Japanese?" I asked her, intrigued.

"Yeah, I'm actually Japanese from my mother's side." Traci answered with a smile.

"Good to know." I nod. "And I didn't make the name, I just use it."

"That explains the other Rider names." Evan folds his arms in understanding. "Like one of them in Boston is named after something you use in school and another is named after an animal." He shakes his head. "Whoever named these Riders have to be one strange person."

I shrugged carelessly while sending a mental prayer to Shotaro Ishinomori.

"Speaking of strange." Traci spoke up, getting everyone's attention. "You should know that there's this weird girl in your dressing room who keeps sticking her tongue in the chocolate fountain." Traci grimaces.

"She looks like my dog in a rain puddle." Evan added before I felt a giddiness of sorts.

"No Ryutaros, we are NOT asking for a picture." I quickly shot down his unspoken idea, earning a pout. "If it was me, then I would've used a cup to save some for later." I commented, earning a shocked look from Evan.

"Me too!" Evan replied before we high-fived.

"Boys." Hannah and Traci muttered while eye-rolling at our antics.

"Hannah!" Lola, this time in a lavender wig, called out as she came out of the dressing room, holding a tray of sweets and–

I hold in my laughter at the sight of her chocolate beard!

"You know her?" Traci asks Hannah uneasily.

Hannah sheepishly smiles as she brings Lola over to us. "Traci, Den-O, Evan, this is my friend–"

"Lola Luftangle." Lola introduced herself as she chews on a strawberry. "Daughter of oil baron Rudolf Luftnagle, sister of socialites Bunny and Kiki Luftnagle, cousin of–"

"We just want your name, not your whole family tree!" I interrupted her, earning a glare. "And last I heard, I thought you were a redheaded goth?" I gesture to her hair.

"IT'S A WIG!" Lola retorted as she kicked my shin, only to hop on one foot since my shin is armored. "Son of a *****! That hurts!" Lola lowly screamed, earning a chuckle from me and Evan.

"Where did that censor come from?" Traci questioned while looking around, earning a shrug from Hannah. Thank you Fourth Wall Breaking Powers!

"Are you guys gonna hang backstage?" Hannah asks them.

"Oh, that'd be so cool." Lola chimed in before they could answer. "We could hang together." Lola takes a slow bite out of her strawberry, disgusting the newcomers.

"But then, who would sit in our seats?" Evan unnecessarily asks Traci. It doesn't take a genius to know their intentions.

"Good point." Traci nods in agreement. "And it is getting a little crowded back here."

"I know what you mean." Lola smiles in agreement, not knowing that they meant her. "Who let some of these people backstage?"

"Tell me about it." Traci sarcastically sighs while shaking her head. "Well, hasta la pasta." Traci dragged Evan out of here.

"They seem nice." Lola commented, making me resist helmet-palming. "Maybe I should go with them."

"No!" Hannah exclaimed, making Lola slightly jump at the volume. "'Cause you're my good luck charm. My chocolate covered good luck charm." Hannah added as she brought up her towel and started wiping the chocolate off Lola's face.

Lola lightheartedly scoffs. "That's embarrassing."

"Oh, no, no one noticed." Hannah sheepishly smiles.

"Are you kidding?!" I bluntly scoffed, getting Lola to look at me curiously. "Traci called you weird and Evan compared you to a dog in a rain puddle!" I added, ignoring Hannah motioning me to be silent and earning an embarrassed blush from Lola.

Hannah puts her hands on Lola's shoulders in an attempt to calm her down. "Don't worry, just stay right here where only I can see you so you don't embarrass yourself again." Hannah advised Lola as the latter nods in understanding. "Just pretend those little feet are nailed to the ground." Hannah added as a staff member passed by her and exchanged her towel for a microphone.

Hannah Montana to the stage, it's show time.

"Okay." Hannah sighs as she walks toward the stage, Lola about to follow her until I pulled her back.

"Nailed right here." I point at the spot she left, earning a pout from her before I turn my head to Hannah. "Don't worry, Hannah!" I called out. "Lola and I will be right here for you." She smiles at us, and blushes at me for some reason.

"The bathrooms are over here, Ms. Stefani." A guide behind us informed a celebrity, making Lola drop her jaw.

"Gwen Stefani." Lola gasped as she turned around before I caught her by the arm.

"Didn't Hannah tell you to stay here?" I reminded her.

"But it's Gwen Stefani!" Lola countered. "One of the greatest music celebrities there is!"

Before I could say anything, my vision goes back to normal and my Gun Form armor disappears, leaving me in Plat Form. "What the…?" I look up to see Lola with a longer strand of purple hair, a brown cap, and purple pupils; all leading to one person.

"See ya, Den-O!" R-Lola grinned cheekily as she took her arm back, my grip loosened from the surprise before she ran out. "Wait for me, Stefani!"

"THAT GAKI!" Momotaros yelled. "I CAN'T BELIEVE HE JUST DITCHED YOU LIKE THAT!"

"Believe it." I mentally sighed. "Momotaros, you go after Ryutaros. I need to stay to give Hannah support." I ordered while motioning Hannah to go on stage, getting a sad nod from her before she went.

Momotaros' incomplete sand form appeared on my side. "Don't worry, Den-O. That brat won't know what's coming!" Momotaros comically ran after R-Lola.

Let's hear it, San Diego, for Hannah Montana and her tribute to Kamen Rider Den-O!

I walked towards the doorway and leaned my back against it while folding my arms and looking at Hannah. Judging from the megatron above, it looks like she'll be singing a foreign language.

[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
The Beat
The Beat
So the party has come

I dropped my jaw upon hearing those lyrics. I recognize them anywhere! That's Climax Jump GUN Form! Now it's even worse that Ryutaros has ditched me.

Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)

I started bobbing my head to the beat along with most of the audience.

Yume ga aru nara (If you have a dream)
Ikioi ni makase kassarau (Just trust your rhythm and grab it)
Itsu datte anbaransu (Always unbalance)
Otona to kodomo (Adult to child)
Half & Half! Yeah!
Muri sun no iya nara (If I don't like what I'm forced to do)
Kono sai wa subete topparau (Then I'm gonna clear everything away)
kono Tune chou saraundo (This tune is super surround!)
itsumono nori de (It's always exciting)
Hands up! Hands up!

Climax na vibes de oosawagi (These climax vibes cause a clamor)
Feeling it. Party! Party!
onajimi no song kamina, so minna say~ (A well-known song is coming up, so everyone say~)

hajimari wa itsumo totsuzen [Rock this stage now] (It's always sudden at first)
unmei o tsurete yuku, time cruising [Make some noise loud] (Taking fate, time cruising)
fukanou koete tsukami tore! [DEN-O've got final climax] (Surpass the impossible, grab it!)
kawaru koto o osorenai de [Rock this stage now] (Don't be afraid of change)
ashita no jibun jishin o Losing [Make some noise loud] (You're just losing your future self)
dare yori mo takaku tobe [saigo issho ni Climax Jump!] (Jump higher than everyone else [Join me in the end, Climax Jump!])

[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
[Beat]
The Beat
The Beat
So the party has come
[party has come]
[p-party has come]

Ii jan! (It's great!)

wan kara tsuu de Final na muuvii (From one to two to the final movie)
Ryuuta no MC odori na yo beibiizu (Ryuuta the MC is dancing, babies!)
sandomette mou suwiito na Pineapple (The third one is a sweet pineapple)
atama ni saku kurai Miracle (It's a mind splittin' miracle!)
I know You know kondo koso saigo (I know, you know, that this time will be the last one!)
honto wa motto yattetai yo (But I actually want to do more!)
odottetaindazo kedo I Gotta go (I want to dance, but I gotta go
kyou made no minna ni chou arigatou~. (Super props to everyone up till now!)

At this point, everyone in the audience, and me, are grooving to the beat.

hajimari wa itsumo totsuzen [Rock this stage now] (It's always sudden at first)
unmei o tsurete yuku Time cruising [Make some noise loud] (Taking fate, time cruising)
fukanou koete tsukami tore [DEN-O've got final climax] (Surpass the impossible, grab it!)
kawaru koto o osorenai de [Rock this stage now] (Don't be afraid of change)
ashita no jibun jishin o Losing [Make some noise loud] (You're just losing your future self)
dare yori mo [This is the Climax] hiroi sora e [You just jump up] (Higher than anyone else… In this wide sky…)

Climax Jump!

Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)
Ii jan! Ii jan! Sugoi jan!? (It's great! It's great! Ain't it awesome!?)

After Hannah finishes that verse, everyone, including me, applauded her for the song. It sounds a lot better when she sings it.

Who knew that she knows Japanese? Although I wonder where she got the idea from?

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The train of time, Den-Liner. Will the next station be in the past or the future?

Jikan no nami we tsukamaete (Grab on to the waves of time)

Den-Liner drove through an opening in the canyon wall and drove across the bridge as the camera zooms out before seeing an hourglass in front of the mess.

Ima sugu ni yukou yakusoku no basho (Right now let's go to that place of promises)

We then see Den-O walk up to the Den-Bird in Den-Liner's engine before the scene changes to a barstand with an hourglass, a smoothy, and a Den-Liner Pass sitting on it before Omar's hand reaches out to grab it. Once he picks it up, we see Omar looking at the pass before staring off in one direction before leaving Rico's Surf Shop with Oliver and Lilly looking on in confusion at where he was going while Miley prayed for his safety.

Genkai mugen iza tobikome. Climax JUMP (You have unlimited boundaries. In a pinch, jump over it) Ii jan? Ii jan? Sugee Jan? Ii jan? Ii jan? Sugee Jan? (Isn't it good? Isn't it good? Isn't it great? Isn't it good? Isn't it good? Isn't it great?)

The scene changes to Den-O hopping onto Den-Bird then inserted his Den-Liner Pass and started up the bike causing some of Den-Liner's cars to disconnect from some of the main cars as Den-O steered the train to the left allowing the train to enter a portal through time before the title appears.

Kanaitai yume ga aru nara (If you have a dream that you want to come true)

Burning calendar pieces began falling from the sky as we see images of Hannah's concerts as well. Some of the pieces fall at Omar's feet as he stared on at what happened around him with clenched fists.

Shinjinakacha negatta hibi wo (…then there were days when you believed it would come true)

We see Omar glaring off towards the camera before it switches to Hannah singing in a stage before seeing her face with some tears in her eyes.

Catch the wave!

A hand flips the hourglass back in Rico's Surf Shop upside down.

Mayoi sou na toki kanarasu (When you're lost…)

The scene changes to Omar holding the Pass while pointing his thumb into the distance before a zoomed out image shows holographic train tracks appear on either side of him.

Omoi no tsuyosa ga michibiku (you're sure to be guided by the strength of your feelings)

We see glimpses of Den-O's armor from behind his helmet, then behind him at a shot of his hand before we see a shot of Hannah singing 'Best of Both Worlds' before the image shatters revealing Omar getting ready to execute his Henshin.

Kimi ga nozomu mirai sude ni in you hands (The future you wish for is already in your hands!)

We see Omar execute his Henshin before we catch a glimpse of Den-O's Sword Form helmet attach to his Plat Form face completing his Henshin into Sword Form. Then Den-O executes his 'I have arrived' pose before setting up his Full Charge sword.

Hajimari wa itsumo totsuzen (Beginnings are always sudden)

We see Den-O – Sword Form swinging his sword around using his charged up blade.

Unmei wo tsurete yuku time tripin' ride (…Bringing fate along on this time tripin ride)

We see Miley making happy expressions in the Stewarts' with Omar's back to her, before it changes to the Hannah closet with Hannah doing something similar that Miley did with Den-O – Plat Form's back to her. The scene then changes to see Omar/Den-O's reactions to what the girls did before we see him split into his five Imagin possessed forms before a quick glimpse of Den-O's Axe, Wing, Gun and Rod Forms appeared.

Dare yori takaku [Ii jan? Ii jan? Sugee jan?] Kinou yori takaku [Ii jan? Ii jan? Sugee jan?] (Higher than anyone else [Isn't it good? Isn't it good? Isn't it great?] Higher than Yesterday… [Isn't it good? Isn't it good? Isn't it great?])

With a quick split-screen shot of Momotaros, Urataros, Kintaros, Ryutaros, Sieg & Naomi in Den-Liner and Lilly, Oliver, Jackson, Robby Ray & Miley in the Stewarts', the scene changes to shots of Omar's Imagin possessed forms hanging out in Rico's Surf Shop with R-Omar tossing a pass to the original Omar before a shot of Den-O is seen of him getting ready to launch Den-Bird into the air.

Climax Jump! Ii jan? Ii jan? Sugee Jan? Ii jan? Ii jan? Sugee Jan? (Isn't it good? Isn't it good? Isn't it great? Isn't it good? Isn't it good? Isn't it great?)

Den-O makes the jump before we see Momotaros, Kintaros, Ryutaros & Urataros in the four corners of the screen doing a dance, Sieg occasionally switching places, while Den-Liner leaves one time era, gets ready and zooms off to another era.

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The next morning, at my place, I walk down the stairs while yawning, still a bit drowsy.

"Good morning Omar." Sieg waved at me from the living room where he and everyone else are, Momotaros and Ryutaros having ice-packs on their heads and sitting in a small couch.

"Morning guys." I waved back drowsily while heading towards the kitchen and getting myself a bowl of Frosted Flakes and the glass of milk that Naomi saved for me. "Why aren't you guys in the dining room?" I went to them and stood by the big couch.

Excluding Momotaros and Ryutaros, everyone exchanged mischievous smirks.

"The answer is on the TV." Urataros points at the TV screen.

Confused, I look at the screen, sipping my glass.

"After listening to Hannah Montana's newest single for Malibu's Kamen Rider, and an anonymous source overhearing Den-O confirm his age to be 14, many fans are wondering, 'Could this be the start of a relationship between two supers'?"

Upon hearing that, I did a spit-take at the mentally injured Taros.

"HEY!" Ryutaros and Momotaros glared at me halfheartedly.

"So Omar…" I recover to see Naomi with a mischievous look; the same look she gave me when I brought home Miley and Lilly. "…care to explain what that was about?"

"…" I kept silent while glancing away, others following Naomi's example.

"In other news, there was a monster attack."

"WHAT?!" We repaid attention to the TV.

"Witnesses have this to say."

"It was horrible!" A mother in the screen sobbed. I immediately recognized them as Chad the Chomper's parents. "We were getting ready to go to our daily jobs while our son was packing his lunch–"

Ryutaros and I snort in disbelief; no doubt that Chad was packing gum for school.

"–and suddenly, we heard our son scream. We ran to his room to see what looks like a normal-sized Godzilla with our son in its mouth like a chew toy, and once it spotted us, it… it…" The mother sobbed more, unable to finish.

"It threw our boy against the wall and jumped out of the window." The father finished for her before Naomi turned the TV off.

"I think that's enough television for the morning." All the Taros nod in agreement with Sieg before he stood up. "Now if you excuse me, I have a party to cater."

"And I have a Dipper to run." Naomi added before they took their leave.

"And don't we have school today?" Kintaros asks as Urataros looks at a nearby clock.

"In half an hour?" Urataros added while I chowed on my cereal, the sugar getting my brain more alert as I look at myself.

"HOLY GUACAMOLE!"

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Meanwhile, at the Stewarts', Mr. Stewart is snoozing on the couch, guitar in hand. Seeing this, Miley walks from the kitchen with a glass of cold water and a mischievous smile, using a trick she learned from Urataros.

"Wake up!" Miley exclaimed as she splashed Mr. Stewart, jolting him awake and making him strum the guitar subconsciously.

"Darlin', you could've just given me a shake on the shoulder." Mr. Stewart groaned before he sat up. "So what's this all about?"

"Lilly." Miley answered immediately as she sets the glass down. "I don't know what to say to her." Miley dejectedly sighs as Jackson comes downstairs. "I mean, I don't want to hurt her feelings but, she was so embarrassing backstage."

"Well, how bad was it?" Mr. Stewart asked curiously.

"Let's just say Lilly made a little unscheduled trip last night to Dork Flats, Iowa." Jackson answered for Miley, having witnessed the event. "Population; her." Jackson chuckles as he walks to the kitchen, the other Stewarts following him after the father set down his guitar.

"Come on, Mile, Lilly's just not used to being backstage." Mr. Stewart raises his hands defensively. "I'm sure next time, she'll–"

"Won't follow Gwen Stefani all the way into the bathroom and ask her to sign her protective seat cover?" Miley cut him off, earning laughter from the male Stewarts. "It ain't funny." The laughter died down a bit, the male Stewarts leaving behind chuckles as Jackson drinks milk from the jug. "Dad, you don't know what it's like to have someone you love embarrass you all the time." She instantly regrets her words when Jackson hopped in place immaturely before swallowing the milk.

"I think I do." Mr. Stewart nodded as he went to the sink to squeeze the water out of his shirt.

Suddenly, the phone rang. "Hello?" Jackson immediately answered the phone. Nodding in response, he hung up and turned to Miley. "Lilly landing in three…" She runs toward the door. "Two… one…"

As soon as Jackson finished the countdown, Miley opened the door to let in a skateboarding Lilly.

"That concert last night was so much fun! I had so much fun! Did you have so much fun?" Lilly squealed breathlessly, passing by Jackson.

"I had fun!" Jackson jumped in place, mocking Lilly. "Did you see that dreamy boy in the third row? Woo!" Miley glares at him while Lilly gets off her skateboard.

"We don't sound like that, and he was backstage." Miley offensively scoffed before widening her eyes in shock at the last part. 'Did I really just call Den-O cute? Sweet niblets, I don't even know what he looks like under that armor.' She thought in disbelief as she walks into the kitchen with Jackson.

Before Jackson could ask what she meant, Lilly gulped down milk from the jug, much to Mr. Stewart's annoyance.

"Come on, people, I make pancakes with that milk!" Mr. Stewart whined as he took the jug back.

Noticing a small canister that definitely wasn't there earlier and the lid in Lilly's hand, Jackson reached a horrible conclusion. "NO!" Jackson screamed, making the others jump slightly as he runs toward Lilly and does the Heimlich maneuver. "Cough those pills out, Lilly!"

"Pills?!" The Stewarts exclaimed in horror before Miley took a closer look at the cartridge.

"Um, Jackson." Jackson turned his head to his sister, still performing the maneuver. "These aren't pills." Miley brings the cartridge up Jackson's face. "These are aspirins."

Jackson has the decency to look embarrassed as he lets go of Lilly. "Sorry, Lils."

"I-It's OK, Jackson." Lilly meekly nodded before widening her eyes. 'Did I just stutter?!'

"Why did you need aspirins anyway?" Jackson asks curiously.

Thankful that no one noticed the stutter, Lilly answered. "I've been having these weird migraines since last night after the concert." She taps her chin thoughtfully. "And for some reason, I had this weird craving for pudding and urge to break-dance." The Stewarts look at her strangely, earning a shrug from the blonde.

Unknown to Lilly, she's feeling the after-effects of having more than one Imagin possess a non-Singularity Point. Said after-effects include, but are not limited to; suffering migraines for overloading the brain with more than one consciousness, inhabiting personality traits temporarily, and a low chance of personality disorder, the former two occurring to her.

Hearing an all-too-familiar ringing, Lilly squealed, the previous subject dropped. "The Hannah line. It's always somebody so cool!" Miley got the Hannah phone. "Let me get it, please!" Lilly pleaded with hands clasped.

"No, no, no, I'll get it." Miley assures Lilly before answering the phone. "Yo-la!" Miley greeted as Lilly leaned her head close.

"Hey, superstar." Traci's voice greeted.

"Hey Trace, what's going on?" Miley asked curiously as she and Lilly walk around the couch.

"We're throwing a little birthday bash for Kelly tonight." Traci explained.

Lilly gasped and jumped away to the kitchen. "Kelly? Kelly Clarkson?" She squealed. "I can't believe I'm actually going to Kelly's par-tay." She did a little happy dance.

"Trace, hold on a sec." Miley presses the phone against her shoulder. "I'm not sure if I can bring anybody, Lilly." She frowns in false concern.

"Well, ask her." Lilly simply replied.

Miley raises a finger in weak realization. "Ask her. Right. I should…" She nervously nods. "…ask her."

"Now." Lilly impatiently grins as she grabbed Miley's wrist and made the brunette put her phone against her ear.

"So, Trace, I can't bring anybody, right?" Miley asks, her and Lilly silently praying 'no' and 'yes' respectively.

"Sure, Kelly said you can bring anybody you want." Traci answered, crashing Miley's hope and raising Lilly's, the former silently groaning and the latter shrieking loudly.

"Trace, it's Lola. I'll see you there!" Lilly screamed into the phone before leaning away. "Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm actually going to a big Hollywood party!" Lilly hopped in place before inhaling deeply. "Excuse me." Lilly ran towards the balcony, doors open, as she did a longer happy dance.

"Hannah, I have a micro-problem."

Miley sighs, knowing that Traci is referring to Lilly. "I know, but Lola is really great once you get to know her." Miley countered. After receiving her answer, she nodded sadly. "Right, okay, bye." Miley hung up and put the phone on the kitchen table.

"Lilly's not invited, is she?" Mr. Stewart deadpanned, he and Jackson seated in the dinner table.

Miley sighs. "What do I do now, Dad? Look!" Miley gestures to Lilly doing some kind of robot dance. "And that's before the party." Miley shakes her head and folds her arms. "I just wish there was some type of magic spell which could stop people from acting like total…" Miley turns bewildered."…geeksicles."

Following Miley's sight, Mr. Stewart copies her as Jackson slams his fist on a spoon catapult and launched a cinnamon bun into the air. Leaning his head back, Jackson opened his mouth as the bun got into it, chomping it in victory.

"Me, too, honey." Mr. Stewart sympathetically nods, secretly impressed with his son's aim. "Me, too."

---

On the Malibu sky, I, in Rod Form, am currently on the Radome, patrolling the city for any Imagin, particularly the one that attacked Chad.

Since my Kamen Rider status is public, I could now freely survey the place for any Imagin that only appear in the daytime. Blowing secrets can have pros too.

"Any sign of Imagin, Urataros?" I asked my current Imagin partner, passing over my school.

"None whatsoever." Urataros replied. Suddenly, the sound of sirens filled the air. Looking down, I see an ambulance heading to the block where a few students my grade live. "You should go check it out."

Nodding in agreement, I commanded the Radome to bring me closer to the ground, hovering in the same level as the ambulance.

It didn't take long for us to make it to our stop… and I wish I hadn't.

We're at Dandruff (he's called that because of his major dandruff problem) Danny's place and laying on the front-yard covered with a bloodied sheet is the boy himself, thankfully alive but unconscious.

I clenched my fists with my head down. If I had just got here sooner…

"You wouldn't have noticed a thing." Urataros chimed in, sensing my doubts. "From the looks of the broken window and the glass by Daniel, the Imagin attacked from the inside, so you couldn't have noticed either way."

I took a few deep breaths. Urataros is right, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.

"Look, how about we scope the place more?" Urataros suggested, trying to keep my mind off this incident. "The Imagin couldn't have gotten far."

I nod in response before continuing on my patrol, hoping to encounter whatever Imagin did this.

---

At Rico's Surf Shop, Jackson, Rico and Oliver are checking out a brunette girl Jackson's age putting on her sandals.

"Babe alert, 11 o'clock." Rico grins as he points at the girl, diverting their attention to her as they start checking her out.

Oliver whoops and leans against the stand. "Older woman checking me out."

Jackson scoffs at Oliver. "In your dreams, Oken."

"Normally, yes." Oliver nods in reluctant agreement. "But–"

"But she's only looking at you, because you're sitting next to me." Jackson cuts him off with gestures. Noticing the boys, the girl grins as she gets down from the shower stand.

"Watch and learn, boys." Oliver grinned as he got up and took a few steps before turning to them while the girl picked up her purse. "But don't applaud, it throws off my timing." Oliver boasts before he walks towards the girl. "Please pretend to like me, those guys are watching." Oliver silently pleaded, doing a 180.

"Oh, I don't have to pretend." The girl shakes her head. "You're cute."

"Really?" Oliver grinned.

"Yes, you are." The girl cupped Oliver's face like a baby, earning a disbelieved look from him. "You're just the cutest little boy. Look at that face. And those chubby, chubby cheeks!" She started pinching Oliver's cheeks, earning silent laughter from his friends.

"Not helping!" Oliver lowly growled.

The girl gasped. "I'm sorry, let me make it all better… do you want some candy?" She asks while opening her purse.

Oliver scoffs and shakes his head. "No, I don't want any candy–What kind is it?" He pulls another 180 and looks at her purse. Smiling, she takes out a Snickers before handing it to Oliver, who takes it with a satisfied grin as he walks over to his friends. "Yuck it up, boys, I got nougat on the first date." He taps Jackson's shoulder with the Snickers before leaving.

"Now it's time for a real man." Rico smirks while fist-pumping. "It's Rico time."

"Yeah, it's Rico's bedtime." Jackson chuckles at Rico while jumping over the barstand. "Prepare to cry yourself to sleep." He confidently walked over to the woman. "Hi, please pretend to like me, my boss's kid is watching." He pleaded lowly.

"But I do like you." The girl softly smiles at him.

"Oh." Jackson grins, earning a giggle from her.

"I'm Nina." The girl, Nina, introduced herself while extending a hand.

"Jackson." Jackson accepts the handshake.

"Look, I don't mean to be pushy…" Nina started nervously.

"No, please, push. I like pushy. Pushy's good." Jackson insisted, mentally kicking himself for sounding desperate.

"I'm a student at the Malibu School of Beauty and I was just wondering if I could borrow your head." Nina explained

"What?" Jackson blinks in bewilderment while Rico got off the barstand.

"Well, it's just that your hair is so fantastic and I really need someone to practice on and I'd just give anything to get my hands on it." Nina pleaded

"Well, today's your lucky day." Jackson confidently poses. "Anything is exactly my price." Nina giggled as Jackson guides her to the barstand. "Here, have a seat." Jackson requested as Nina sits on a stool. "How do I do it?" Jackson rhetorically questions Rico.

"You got me." Rico shrugs, earning a smirk from Jackson. As Jackson walks around the barstand, Rico sinisterly smirks. "Or I got you." Rico and Nina fist-bump under the barstand.

---

On the Stewarts' porch, Momotaros walks to the front door, delivering a cheese pizza.

"Stewart Jr!" Momotaros called out while knocking the door. "Pizza delivery!"

Rushing footsteps were heard before the door opened slightly, Jackson's arm poking out with the money. "Here's the money."

Raising an eyebrow, Momotaros took the money and handed the pizza to Jackson. "Enjoy your pizza." Putting the money in his pocket, he walks away.

Jackson opens the door slightly to watch Momotaros leave, relieved that the hothead didn't see his dyed orange hair. "That was close." He sighs in relief as he retracts his arm and closed the door.

---

Meanwhile at Oliver's house, he's watching TV, remote in hand.

"Time to see if Bleach is on." Oliver muttered as he switched channels, unaware of a claw cutting open his window behind him. Before the cut glass could fall in, a scaly green reptilian hand managed to catch it and set it down gently before unlocking the window from the inside, allowing the Imagin to open it and enter the house.

The Imagin is covered in dark green scales with 'L' markings and muddy brown armor, the former on the head, forearms and feet and the latter on the rest of the body, imitating a coat with a popped up collar to boot. It has large black claws for a left hand and a normal right hand. The Imagin's chest and inward side of legs are yellowish green, imitating an underbelly. The Imagin's reptilian head has yellow slit eyes, metallic gold fangs and a third eye on the forehead.

This is the Lizard Imagin.

Grinning, the Lizard Imagin stalks over to Oliver, audibly dripping water.

"Hm?" Oliver turned around to see a wet rug. "Did Marc forget to get a towel again?" He questions himself, talking about his little brother. Shrugging, he turns back… to the Lizard Imagin, the dark room and TV's light giving off an intimidating image. Before Oliver can scream in fright, the Lizard Imagin swung its claw at him. Oliver flipped over the couch as the claw lightly ripped the fabric.

'I can't believe I'm thinking this, but thank god Sieg convinced me to take gymnastics.' Oliver nodded to himself before stepping back, avoiding a downward swing as the claw scratched the concrete floor, giving him the message that this creature is not to be messed with. Oliver ducked and barrel-rolled from other swings, eventually cornering himself, much to his silent horror.

"Any last words, boy?" The Lizard Imagin, sounding like Rhys Ifans, grinned as it held its claw at Oliver's face.

"Just one." Oliver whimpered with a gulp. "HHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPP!"

Chuckling, the Lizard Imagin reared its claw back, intending to end Oliver's life right there…

"Hmph?" The Lizard Imagin blinked, feeling a tugging sensation on its collar. Next thing it knew, the Lizard Imagin got thrown through the window it came from, rolling onto the grass. Groaning, the Lizard Imagin looked up and growled at the sight that greeted it. "Den-O?!"

(P.O.V Change)

"A~h, so you have heard of me?" I questioned the Lizard Imagin, standing in front of Oliver's backyard fence. This has to be the Imagin that attacked Chad and Danny. "And judging by your motif, I'm guessing…" I hummed as I hoisted the Den-Gasher. "The Lizard and the Snake?" I finished, recalling the fables that Naomi read Ryutaros to bed that I listened to in case I had to fight Imagin based on them.

The Lizard Imagin scoffs. "What's it to ya?" It snarled as it bared its claw. "Why do you bother trying to save this loser?"

At that, I've bared my teeth and clenched my free fist. "Lack of popularity is no reason to kill someone."

The Lizard Imagin snorted. "He's nothing but a waste of space." It took a predatory stance. "After all, the rich lives and the poor dies. That how today's society is, and how it always will be."

Something in me snapped at that as I pressed the purple button.

"No one calls Oliver-neesan a loser and gets away with it!" Ryutaros remarked as I nod while grabbing the Rider Pass.

=GUN FORM=

While my Den-Kamen disappeared, the Rod Form armor got off me, closed, rotated 180 degrees into Sword Form and got back on while opening as the Gun Form Den-Kamen slid down my face.

~Battle Song: Double Action Gun Form~

"Omae taosukeba ii wo ne?" Before the Lizard Imagin could reply, I reassembled the Den-Gasher to Gun Mode and pointed at it. "Kotae wa kiitenai!"

I shot several blasts at the Lizard Imagin, hoping to get at least one in.

Sadly I didn't, because the Lizard Imagin not only managed to avoid the first few blasts with very little movement, but it caught the last one in its teeth and bit it like a balloon, making a mini-explosion before it exhaled smoke, maliciously grinning.

Oh. Sheep.

Break-dancing in place, I continued shooting at the Lizard Imagin, but it kept swerving to avoid the blasts.

It's like it has foresight or something!

It crouched and sprinted towards me, going for hand-to-hand combat. I attached the Den-Gasher to my hip and caught the Lizard Imagin in a grappling contest.

If I didn't have super-strength, I'm pretty sure I'd be overpowered by now.

The Lizard Imagin's feet started dragging against the grass, proof that I have the upper-hand. Suddenly, it lunged its head at my own, momentarily disorienting me before sweep-kicking at my legs, making me fall backwards before it punched my chest, sending me to the ground.

I think I felt my spine crack a bit.

The Lizard Imagin attempts to bite my head off before I single-handedly grabbed its neck and kept it away. Unfortunately, I didn't react fast enough because it took a bite out of the shoulder armor.

"Wwwaaaaaaahhh!" Ryutaros cried in pain.

Delivering a haymaker that sent the Lizard Imagin to the wall, I flipped on my feet and took out the Rider Pass.

=FULL CHARGE=

Grabbing the energized Den-Gasher with one hand, I aimed at the Lizard Imagin, which is not moving for some reason.

"Wild Shot!"

Feeling a jolt of pain in my shoulder, I instinctively pull the trigger, the charged orb flies towards the Lizard Imagin.

Now it's grinning! Why?!

The facial action is explained once the Wild Shot misses and hits the Oken residence, creating a miniature explosion that covered the yard in smoke.

I had to use the injured arm, didn't I?

Seeing the Lizard Imagin's silhouette entering the Oken house, I snarl. "You're not getting away!"

~End Theme~

Barging into the house, I see nothing but a wet carpet and a broken window. Looking through it, I see nothing on the street. "It got away!" I look back to see Oliver laying close to the couch. Checking on him, I see blood leaking from his head lightly, most likely a concussion.

"Oliver-san…" Ryutaros softly trailed off while I took something out.

It looks like a red flip phone. The top half is half black and has a circle the size of the Den-O Belt's buckle two arches of the circle coming out the sides. The screen is also see through since I could see the buttons underneath the top half.

"Urataros, can you go to my room and get Hannah's number out of my drawer?" I requested before flipping the device open. Part of the circle arch reads 'DEN-O' in large bold white letters, with 'Den-O System' right under it. The screen had a cross-hair like design, the center button matching the Den-O symbol with another button along the side.

This is the Climax Cellphone K-Taros; my Rider communication device and it normally allows me to access Climax Form. However; most of the buttons are grey when they should usually be the four Taros' respective colors. Don't ask me; I don't know why, plus I can't access Climax Form with this for some reason.

"Found it!" I heard Urataros as I start pressing buttons. "Why is there a stash of jerky in–"

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY JERKY!"

---

At the Stewarts', Lola walks in through the front door.

"Party, party, party!" Lola hula-danced and sang. "Party, party, party! Everybody, now! Party, party–" Lola stopped herself upon noticing Hannah's dejected face. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Lilly, we have to talk." Hannah grimaced with hands in her pockets.

"Well, let's talk on the way to the par~ty." Lola grinned, walking towards the door.

Hannah sighs. "No, Lilly, we have to talk now." She grabs Lola's hand and dragged her away from the door.

"Why, what's the matter?" Lola questions in confusion as they sat on the couch.

"Okay." Hannah took a deep breath before looking Lola in the eye. "You know how we promised to always be honest with each other?"

Lola nodded. "Yeah."

"No matter how hard it may be." Hannah added.

"You trying to tell me that this shirt does not go with this hair?" Lola immediately assumed with gestures.

Hannah shakes her head. "Okay, I'm just gonna come right out and say this because…" Hannah sighs. "…you're my friend, Lilly, and I owe you that much." Lola nods in understanding. "The truth is–" She got cut off by the Hannah line ringing in her pocket. 'Now of all times!' "Hold that thought." Hannah walks away from Lola and picked up the phone in the kitchen. "Hello, this is Hannah speaking."

"Don't invite Lola to the party, or she'll die." A deep, foreboding voice said, much to Hannah's confusion.

"Who is this?" Hannah asks.

"That's none of your concern, Hannah Montana, or should I say…"

Hannah paled in horror. 'Does this guy know…'

"…yeah I got nothing." The voice sheepishly added, earning a look from Hannah.

'Wait a minute…' Hannah thought, realizing that the voice sounds like… "Den-O?"

"Yeah, it's me." Den-O dropped the facade. "Listen, moments ago, I fought off a lizard monster that attacked a bunch of kids individually, all sent to the hospital."

"Oh my god." Hannah covers her mouth in horror. "Are they alright?"

"From what the doctors say, their scars will last for a few weeks at best." Den-O answered, much to Hannah's relief before it turns to confusion.

"Then why are you calling me to tell me this?" Hannah questioned.

"Because I found a connection between the victims." Den-O explained. "Each have a publicly displayed trait that classifies them as unpopular."

Hannah blinked before widening her eyes, realizing what he is implying. "Are you saying…"

"That Lola is the next victim?" Den-O finished, earning a slow nod from Hannah, even though the Rider couldn't see it. "Maybe not right away, but yeah. And if you bring her out in the open, it'll be easier for the lizard monster to finish its job."

Hannah frowns before glancing at Lola, the false purplette applying some make-up. Because of what Lola did last night, she made herself a target to a monster. But on the other hand, Lola has been very excited about going to Kelly's party.

Her friend's safety or happiness… that's an easy choice to make.

"…OK." Hannah relented. "I won't bring Lola to the party."

Den-O sighed in relief. "Good. Oh, and if you see anyone with sand dripping from their bodies, call me."

"Why?" Hannah questions in confusion.

"That's classified." Was all Den-O cheekily said before hanging up. Sighing, Hannah walks over Lola.

"Who was that on the phone with you?" Lola asks as she puts away her makeup.

Hannah sighs, knowing that this won't be easy. "That was Kelly calling about the party."

"Really?!" Lola perked up. "What did she say?"

Hannah gulped. 'Remember Hannah, this is to protect Lola.' "The party's been cancelled." Hannah answered, earning a dropped jaw from Lola before the false blonde closed it, making the false purplette look away.

---

Now at the Den-Liner, I got off the phone with Hannah. Kintaros and Ryutaros are with me, the latter being bandaged on the shoulder by Naomi and having his trench coat off, exposing his somewhat scrawny body that is mainly built for speed.

Like the Imagins inheriting my body pains when I'm in my armor, they also inherit the conditions the armor was in when they return to their Gigai.

"Do you really think that Lola is the next victim?" Kintaros questioned me, earning a nod. "What makes you so sure?" Kintaros was attending a sumo class, so he wasn't around when the concert happened.

"During Hannah's concert last night, Lola did some… embarrassing stuff." I gave Ryutaros a look.

"Meanie!" Ryutaros pouted. "Lola was the one who had a chocolate beard!"

"That's not important right now!" Kintaros scolded Ryutaros, earning another pout.

"Kintaros is right." Naomi nods in agreement as she finishes bandaging Ryutaros. "What's important is that we find out where the Imagin strikes next." I nod while putting the K-Taros away.

"I'm sorry, aniki." Ryutaros bowed his head. "If I had helped you recover quicker, or at least not let the boo-boo get to me, the Imagin would've been defeated by now." Everyone gives him understanding looks.

"It wasn't your fault, kouhai." Kintaros folds his arms. "This is one of those very rare times that an Imagin managed to pierce through the armor, so the miss is understanding."

"Plus, from the looks of it, the Imagin knew you were gonna miss." Naomi added as she put the first-aid kit away. "And with Momotaros still doing deliveries, that leaves Rod, Axe, and Wing."

"Hai." Kintaros cracks his neck. "I shall lend you my strength, along with Sieg-tousan and–"

"I believe I have solved the Imagin's attack pattern." Urataros came in, rolled up map in hand.

"Really?!" I exclaimed in surprise as Ryutaros and Kintaros gives Urataros a look.

"Speak of the devil." Naomi muttered.

"Yes." Urataros nodded as he spread the map onto one of the tables, me and the others surrounding it. "You see, these are all the places the Imagin attacks." Urataros gestured to the red marked areas on the map. "At first, the attacks seem random, but look at one thing they have in common." Taking out another marker from who knows where, Urataros connected each mark and got an irregular spiral. "The first attack happened here." Urataros points at the center.

"So it's most likely that the Contract Holder will be in the area!" Kintaros realized as Urataros nods. "And the Lizard Imagin might strike around there." Kintaros points at the outside of the spiral.

Taking a good look at the first area, I did a double-take and realized something. "Isn't that where Kelly Clarkson's birthday bash is at?"

Following my example, the Taros realized the same thing. "Uh-oh."

---

Outside Kelly's party, Hannah is dejectedly waiting for her father to get her. The first few minutes at the party were fun, but it quickly died down because of the absence of a certain blonde and Kamen Rider.

'Sweet niblets, what did I just think?!' Hannah thought in disbelief with a light blush.

Ever since Den-O saved her fans and her, she couldn't keep the Kamen Rider out of her mind for too long, especially the feeling she had when she was in his hard, muscular arms, and the warmth she felt when she was in his embrace…

'Aw sweet niblets, I'm becoming the Lois Lane of Malibu and Den-O's my Superman.' Hannah's pink cheeks turned a bright red.

"Hannah!" Traci called out as she walked towards Hannah, the false blonde's blush disappearing. "I've been looking all over for you." Traci looks around in slight disgust. "What are you doing out here?"

Hannah sighs. "I'm waiting for my dad to come pick me up."

"But Kelly's not even here yet." Traci retorted. 'Seriously, two hours and she's late. Even I'm earlier than this.'

"I know." Hannah shrugs. "I guess I'm not really in the party mood." Hannah bobs her head for emphasis.

"Okay, love you, but you're downing my vibe." Traci frowns momentarily while turning away. "TTYL." With that, Traci entered the party.

Shaking her head, Hannah was about to look at the road until she noticed a small stream of sand on the ground close to her leading to… the party.

'…oh, dirty niblets.'

---

In Lilly's room, she's laying on bed, stomach first, doing her homework. After finishing the last question, she quickly got bored and decided to call Miley to check on her.

"Hello?" Hannah asks, slightly irritated.

"So whatcha doing?" Lilly asks while biting a donut.

"Lilly!" Hannah gasped in surprise, much to Lilly's confusion. "I'm not doing anything. Nothing. Just-Just studying. I mean, no party. Just me. Party of one."

Lilly gulped down the donut and scrunched her eyebrows in confusion. She doesn't know if it's just her, but Miley sounds… panicky.

Music was briefly heard from Hannah's side, adding to her confusion. "What's that?" Lilly asks suspiciously, not recalling Miley having a stereo in her room.

"Oh, that's just Jackson playing his stereo too loud." Hannah answered. "Jackson, turn it down! I'm studying, fool!"

Lilly shakes her head. "So…" She started off slowly and somewhat unsure. "…want to go to the mall tomorrow?"

"Sure, the mall sounds like fun." Hannah agreed as Lilly nods.

*SHATTER!*

Jumping at the noise, Lilly turns around to see pieces of glass by her bed.

"What was that?" Hannah questioned worriedly.

"I'll call you later." Lilly replied, about to hang up before seeing the Lizard Imagin's bloodstained grin.

"Surprise."

---

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Hannah winces as some people glanced at the phone, having heard the scream.

'Oh sweet niblets…' Hannah ended the call and put in another number. 'I hope it's not too late.'

---

Riding to the place of the possible next attack on Den-Bird, I rev up the engine.

In case you're wondering; no, I'm not in my armor yet. This is my Emergency Civilian Attire that I wear sometimes when I henshin, in case I get hurt enough to demorph.

It's a white leather jacket stylized like the Space Rangers from Power Rangers In Space, except the black is gold and the pink is purple, with the back having a large black Den-O logo. The jacket is zipped up to cover what I wear normally, and has the collar popped up to prevent something like a tranquilizer dart getting to my neck. I also have silk gloves to cover my fingerprints. Neglectfully, the rest is just jeans and sneakers.

Hearing my K-Taros ring, I pick it up as the red light comes up. "Hello?" I replied, thankful that the helmet disguises my voice.

"Den-O…" I hear Hannah's voice. "Remember when you said that if I find someone with sand dripping from their body, I should call you?"

"Yeah." I nod before realizing. "Wait, you found the Contract Holder?"

"Yeah, and it's Traci." Upon hearing that, I sighed in irritation.

"Figures." I muttered. "Look, I found out where the next attack is going to be and I'm heading there now."

"…OK." I blink in confusion upon Hannah's hesitation. "I'll stay at the party to keep an eye on Traci. If anything changes, I'll call you."

"Good." Hanging up, I pass a few cars.

"Need some help?" Someone asked me. I look to see Momotaros driving a delivery scooter.

"Momotaros?" He nods. "I thought you're still delivering pizzas."

"I am." Momotaros gestures to the single box behind him. "I have one last order before my shift's over. After that, I got the weekend off." He looks ahead. "I'm guessing you found the Imagin responsible for Chad's condition?"

"And Danny's." I answered. "And almost succeeded on Oliver if I hadn't intervened."

"Kisama." Momotaros snarled. "No one hurts your friends and gets away with it."

I nod in agreement. "Where's your last order?"

"Lilly's place." Wait a minute, isn't her place at–

I immediately stepped on it. "Momotaros, I think Lilly's the next target!"

Momotaros widens his eyes while speeding up. "You sure?"

"She's the only tomboy in my class, and she's friends with Oliver. What more reason could it have?" I retorted as Lilly's apartment got in sight.

*BAM! SHATTER!*

From a few floors up, the Lizard Imagin got thrown out of a window, shattering it and free-falling into the ground onto its–

"~Oooohh~" Momotaros and I winced. That's gotta hurt.

"AND STAY AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER, YOU KILLER CROC REJECT!" Heather, Lilly's mom, screamed while flailing a metal bat.

"I'M A LIZARD!" The Lizard Imagin retorted with a somewhat squeaky voice as it stood up.

"As funny as this is…" I heard Momotaros chuckle before my vision gets tinted red, glancing at his Gigai to see its 'comatose' state. "IT'S TIME FOR MY CLIMAX!"

Momotaros' yelling got the Lizard Imagin's attention as I press the red button while getting off the Den-Bird.

"Henshin!"

=SWORD FORM=

The armor forms on me in pixels, self-repaired, as I start forming the Den-Gasher. "Listen up tokage-yaro!" I yelled as I walk towards it, brandishing the complete Den-Gasher. "From start to finish, I'm at a–"

The Lizard Imagin threw a manhole cover at me before I could finish. Instinctively, I slashed it to see it escape into the sewers. Well that explains how it keeps getting away without anyone seeing it.

"Urusai! I didn't get to finish!" Momotaros swore.

"Can you sense where the Imagin's heading?" I asked Momotaros as I got back onto the Den-Bird.

"Yeah, he's heading that way!" Giving Momotaros control of my arm, he points at a road, away from the Lizard Imagin's path. This must mean that the Imagin finished its Contract and is heading to Traci.

---

At the party, a limo arrived in front.

"Oh my gosh, she's finally here!" Traci hopped in place as the driver comes out of the limo and walks around the vehicle. Having the door open and stepping out of the limo is none other than…

"Kelly Clarkson!"

Indeed, the mentioned celebrity Kelly Clarkson has arrived. Unfortunately, she stepped on a manhole cover just as something popped out of it. That something being the Lizard Imagin. The Lizard Imagin roared as security guards came out of the party and aimed at it.

"Stop right there or we'll shoot!" Jimmy threatened, earning a scoff.

"Like your puny weapons can do anything to hurt me." The Lizard Imagin stepped forward, which is all security needs as they fired bullets at it, the ammo bouncing off the Imagin's hide. "Told y-umph!"

'DAD!' Hannah frowned in worry, seeing her father jump onto the monster and beat against its head with a baton.

"Get off me human!" The Lizard Imagin grabbed Robby with its claw and effortlessly threw him against a streetlight, having his head bleed. "Who's ne-WAH!" Its foot got caught in a line, pulling the Lizard Imagin upwards and upside down.

(P.O.V Change)

"You have been caught in my lure, Lizard." I taunted while sitting on a ledge and letting the Lizard Imagin dangle. "Looks like you were right Urataros; his 'foresight' really isn't foresight at all."

While I was chasing this guy, Urataros was going over the data that my armor got from my fight and found out that the middle eye on the forehead winks every time I hit, and the only time I struck was when I brought him out of Oliver's place, and that was because I was out of its sight. So, Urataros and I went into Rod Form and hid until the Lizard Imagin came and I caught it.

The Lizard Imagin growls while clawing toward me. "How'd ya know I'd come here?"

I smugly chuckled. "Now that would be telling."

*BANG-BANG-BANG!*

Blue and yellow energy bolts came out of (assumingly) nowhere and struck the Den-Gasher's line, freeing the Lizard Imagin.

The Lizard Imagin landed on its front, barely harmed as energy bolts keep coming from nowhere.

"Where are these coming from?!" I rhetorically yelled as I held my arms over myself, a stray bolt hitting the blue button.

=DISENGAGE=

In blue vapor, the Rod Form armor disappeared. Yeah, Pressing the same button turns me to Plat form.

Ignoring the pain, I lower my arms to see that everyone has retreated into the building before hearing a feminine scream outside it.

Correction; almost everyone.

Out of my eye's corner, I see Hannah in some rubble looking up. Following her sight, I see a boulder-sized debris falling towards her. "Kintaros, I need your help!" I shouted as I got in front of Hannah while taking out the Pass.

"Zzzzzzzzzzzz…"

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! NAPPING AT A TIME LIKE THIS?!

Well, there's only one way to wake him up. "Cry."

Immediately, my vision got tinted yellow.

"We shall make this monster cry!" Kintaros declared, making me smirk as I press the yellow button, activating a yellow light from the Buckle and initiating a different tune before swiping the Pass over it.

=AXE FORM=

---

*Commercial Break*

---

=AXE FORM=

My Sword Form armor returned, but instead, the black and gold back armor attached onto the front with gold and red shoulder pads as the usual red and silver armor attached onto the back. Then, an axe with a golden blade slid down the tracks before the blade split and attached over Plat Form's eyes forming the eyepieces with black slits for me to see. The axe's 'handle' split the halves of the 'eyes' down the middle.

I am Kamen Rider Den-O – Axe Form.

Focusing my super-strength onto my hand as well as Kintaros' technique, I launched it upwards, performing a palm-strike that shattered the debris, turning it to dust.

The crowd gawked at my display of strength and form while I turn my head to Hannah. "Are you alright?" I asked in slight concern, earning a nod from her before I look back at the Lizard Imagin, surprised at my form. "Take cover while I take this guy down." She nods again before doing what I said.

~Battle Song: Double Action Axe Form~

"Ore no tsuyosa nii…" I started disassembling the Den-Gasher while slowly walking towards the Lizard Imagin, Hannah getting behind a flipped car. "…omae ga naita."

The Lizard Imagin blinks in slight confusion. "What?"

Sighing at everyone's (except Traci's) confusion, I reassemble the Den-Gasher to Axe Mode while translating myself unenthusiastically. "It means 'My strength has made you cry'."

Eye twitching, the Lizard Imagin brought up its claw. "Not if I make you cry first!" It growled while lunging at me. I stopped walking as the claw slashed against the chest armor, sparks coming off. "What?!" It repeats its attack, having the same result. Before it could try again, I swung the Den-Gasher, striking the Lizard Imagin for the first time. "That hurt." It growled while backing away from me.

"Surprised?" I smirked before bringing the weapon down. Much to my surprise and annoyance, the Lizard Imagin shifted slightly and avoided the attack. Keeping my temper in check like always, I 'tapped' the ground with my foot, making a small earthquake that shook the Lizard Imagin before I delivered a palm-strike at… its third eye.

"AWK!" The Lizard Imagin yelped in pain as it covered its eye. Taking advantage, I slashed at it, which it blocked with its claw. Tilting the weapon, I directed the claw into the road. "Hey!" It tries to pull the claw out but with no avail.

"Looks like you need a manicure." I swung the Den-Gasher against the claw a few times before–

*SHATTER*

"MY CLAW!" The Lizard Imagin raised its (now broken) claw and glared at me before punching me with its undamaged hand, which I swatted away before delivering a palm-strike at its chest, making it crash onto a streetlight.

~Pause Theme~

The Lizard Imagin slowly gets up, groaning. "Why…" I tilt my head as it stares at me. "Why are you avenging those nobodies? No one will recognize you for saving them, so why bother?" It asks with frustration/confusion.

At that, I feel my head going into another flashback, thankfully private.

---

A couple years ago at Seaview Elementary after school finished for the day, Oliver and I are in Principal Weebie's office, the first having a black eye.

(A/N: Think Principal Reynolds from Smallville)

Soon, Naomi, Miley and Lilly walked into the office.

"Miley?" I look at my only friend at the time in confusion. "What are you doing here?"

"Funny." Lilly folds her arms. "I was about to ask you the same thing."

Miley rolls her eyes. "We found your aunt and she told us about how you got in trouble and wanted to see what this was about."

Naomi sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. "They dragged me here without asking if they could come." Miley and Lilly blush in embarrassment while I give them a look. "Principal, can you tell me what my nephew did?"

Weebie inhaled deeply. "You see, during lunch, Omar here picked a fight with Mr. Oken here–"

"Oliver?!" Lilly cuts him off, noticing her friend for the first time. Glaring at me, she stood in front of him defensively. "What'd you do that for?!"

"Well, I wouldn't have done it if he hasn't spread that lie about Miley!" I point at Oliver, earning gasps from my female friends before they turned to him.

"What lie?" Naomi questions in confusion.

"That Miley eats possum." I answered with a scowl, giving Oliver a gag from Naomi, a glare from Miley, and–

*POW*

"Ow!" Oliver yelped, rubbing his head.

"Do you have a death wish?" Lilly lowly screamed. "Don't you know what happens to kids who mess with Miley? Even Amber and Ashley are afraid to when Omar's close!"

"…what?" I responded to Naomi's deadpan look, shrugging. "So I have a reputation. Big deal." She sighs in defeat.

"Not like you care." Oliver grumbled, folding his arms and looking away.

"What are you talking about? Of course I care." Lilly asks in confusion, an emotion shared by almost everyone.

"I believe I discovered the dilemma here." Weebie announced, gaining everyone's attention. "Lillian, I am aware that you and Oliver have been friends since Kindergarten." Lilly and Oliver nod. "And Miley, am I correct to say that you and Lillian have begun your friendship this past school year?" Miley nods.

"Excuse me if I'm out of the loop sir, but what are you saying?" Naomi asks with a hint of impatience while I glance at a wall, seeing a hung up degree for Psychology.

"Ms. Nogami, I am saying that Oliver here spread the rumors of Miley's unusual eating habit because of his envy towards her recent friendship with Lillian." Weebie explained, earning surprised looks from everyone.

"Oliver, is that true?" Lilly asks him, earning a slow nod.

"Lillian, when was the last time you and Oliver hung out?" Weebie brought up, earning a confused look from Lilly.

"Last nigh… I mean last wee…" Lilly trailed off, reaching an epiphany as soon as the rest of us.

"Your ignorance towards Oliver didn't help much in his growing desire to drive Miley away from you, Lillian." Weebie pointed out, making Lilly feel guilty as she turned to Oliver.

"Oliver… I'm sorry, I didn't mean to forget about you." Lilly apologized before Oliver folds his arms, looks away momentarily and sighs.

"I forgive you." Standing, Oliver walks towards Lilly, hugging her for a moment before turning to Miley. "Miley, I'm sorry about spreading the rumor. As soon as I can, I'll tell everyone that I made it up."

Smiling, Miley hugs Oliver briefly, much to my hidden discomfort. "Thanks for that, and just because we're hanging out doesn't mean you can't." She gestures to herself, Lilly and me, earning another smile for Oliver.

"Well, might as well." Shrugging, I stood up and faced Oliver. "Sorry about the black eye, I probably should've told an adult." I rub the back of my neck sheepishly.

Chuckling, Oliver waves it off. "I deserve it anyways. Besides, it'd be nice to have a guy friend that isn't my brother."

"Tell me about it." Chuckling, I fist-bump him. "You have no idea how annoying it is to hear these two–" I jerk my thumb at the girls. "Go on and on about clothes, celebrities and stuff without a fellow male to back me up."

"HEY!" The girls lightly protested, earning chuckles from us before they followed.

I have a feeling this is a start of a great friendship.

---

~Continue Theme~

"I don't wear this armor for fame." I replied as the flashback ended. "I wear it because it's my job to protect humanity, regardless of what they are." I block a swing. "Rich, poor, sick, healthy, strong, weak; it doesn't matter as long as I have the power to protect them!" I judo-flipped the Lizard Imagin into the air.

"That's what it means to be a Kamen Rider!"

"Let's finish this, Omar-kun." Kintaros said as I took out the Pass.

Nodding, I look at the Lizard Imagin. "This…" I slowly lowered the Pass. "…is your Final Judgment."

=FULL CHARGE=

I tossed the Den-Gasher into the air, spinning, before the Belt charged it with yellow energy. Focusing my strength into my legs, I super-leaped into the air to catch the weapon before coming down towards the Lizard Imagin blade first, slicing it clean through before it exploded.

"Dynamic Chop." I announced calmly.

~End Theme~

Waiting a few moments to see that the remains won't become a Gigandeath, I turned, preparing to leave until a bunch of figures came out of nowhere and got in front of me.

They resemble mannequins that you can see in clothing stores except their whole bodies resemble abstract art in the primary and secondary colors. Their faces are inward triangles for eyes and a mouth along with rectangular eyebrows in various colors, with a snail shell in place of a nose. They also have pointed cat ears and curved horns on their heads, mimicking a demonic head. They have numerous drawn animal heads for shoulder guards; cats, octopi, elephants, bulls, eagles and unicorns. Their torsos resemble abstract art the most, so I'm not describing them. Scissor-like blades are present on some fingers and knees, the former mimicking claws. The ones with normal hands are armed with various weapons; carrot-headed spears, unicorn crossbows (which explains how the Lizard Imagin got free), octopus whips, and… clown-themed squirt guns.

I can't believe I let myself get hit by such a dorky weapon.

"Be careful, Omar." Momotaros warned me. "Their scents are similar to that Shishi-yaro's Soldiers."

I mentally nod in understanding while the long-range foot-soldiers (dubbed as Paint Soldiers) fired their weapons at me, which didn't even scratch the armor, while the short-ranged Soldiers went to the rubble-covered entrances.

"OH NO YOU DON'T!" I ran before the whip-armed Soldiers surrounded me and tried to restrained me. Not stopping, I dragged them through the ground until I got to the entrance and spun, making the Soldiers release me and knocking them like bowling pins, although one of them got into Kelly Clarkson's limo and hit the radio.

~Play Song: Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson~

Da da ra ra ra ra ra
Da ra ra ra ra ra
Da ra ra ra ra ra ra

A~W YEAH! Following the rhythm, I faced the Soldiers, bobbing my head.

Da ra ra ra ra ra ra
Da ra ra ra ra ra
Da ra ra ra ra ra ra

I swung the Den-Gasher into the ground, sending a seismic wave that knocked over a few Soldiers. Seeing more get onto the limo, I ran onto it before palm-striking two off it. Deciding to give Urataros a shot, I pressed the blue button and swiped the Pass.

Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray

=ROD FORM=

While the Den-Gasher reassembles itself to Rod Mode due to the rapid Form Changes, I kicked a Paint Soldier off of the limo.

"Now…" I mimicked Urataros' hand gesture while my free hand catches the Den-Gasher. "Mind if I reel you in?"

A few spear-using Paint Soldiers lunged their weapons at me before I maneuvered the Den-Gasher through and pushed them off the limo. Spinning the Den-Gasher, I took care of the remaining Paint Soldiers on the limo before blocking some energy bolts.

"Ryutaros, let's fight fire with fire!" Without waiting for a response, I pressed the purple button and swiped the Pass again.

Trying hard to reach out
But when I'd try to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray
I could breakaway

=GUN FORM=

"Mind if I defeat you?" I questioned the Paint Soldiers while the Den-Gasher re-assembled. "I can't hear your answer!" I shot down the Paint Soldiers on the ledges, leaving them all on the ground. Seeing some Soldiers firing shots, I did somersaults while shooting, dodging the shots that probably exploded behind me and hitting the Soldiers that fired them. Landing on a streetlight, I shot the Soldiers' weapons with pinpoint accuracy, disarming them. Much to my confusion, the weapons dissipated like water when they hit the ground.

"Oh dear…" Urataros spoke. "It seems that we cannot bring back one of these weapons to study without precautions."

"Looks like it." I responded, shooting at the Soldiers, forcing them together while spinning down. "But knowing Tokusatsu, we're bound to fight these guys again."

"That means more interesting fights!" Momotaros laughed, eager to fight. "Which reminds me… SWITCH OUT WITH ME GAKI!"

Wincing at the volume, I did as he said.

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway

=SWORD FORM=

Armor closing on the front and Den-Kamen being replaced, this is by far the quickest switch, evident by the Den-Gasher changing with me.

=FULL CHARGE=

Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway

"This is my special hissatsu attack…" The blade stayed on as red energy surrounded it before I ran towards the Soldiers, slashed my weapon in an arc before jumping, slashing straight and clearing out Soldiers in a straight line before I landed and downward slashed in two close directions, making the Soldiers explode and leave behind the initials 'KC' on the ground behind me.

"Birthday version!"

~End Song~

Sounds of applause is heard as I look behind me to see the people, happy that I won.

"You're welcome for the save." I bow before seeing Den-Liner approaching. "Now if you excuse me, I must take my leave." Super-leaping into the train, I fell asleep onto one of the chairs, too tired and not bothering to demorph.

---

The next morning, at the Stewart house, Mr. Stewart enters through the back door, using an ice-pack to nurse his head, before noticing something ridiculous.

Jackson's ridiculous blue mo-hawk.

"She was just trying to even out the sides and get rid of the orange." Jackson weakly chuckled.

"I'm not gonna say a thing." Mr. Stewart shakes his head.

"Well, thank you." Jackson sighed in relief.

"I'm gonna sing a thing." Mr. Stewart finished, making Jackson pale.

I once knew a girl named Nina
And, boy, she was a find
So I gave my sweetie my golden locks

Now I look like a bluebird's behi~nd
A bluebird's behi~nd
A bluebird's behi~nd

"Dad!" Jackson groaned as his father finished singing. "Whatever happened to using your own misery to write a song?!"

"I'm sorry, son." Mr. Stewart hand-shrugs. "I only make fun because I've been there myself. Heck, every guy has, except for the Taros and Omar." Mr. Stewart quickly corrects himself. "But look on the bright side. At least you got yourself a date with a pretty girl."

"Well, not yet." Jackson grimaces sheepishly.

Mr. Stewart puts a hand on Jackson's shoulder. "Well, then you better hurry up before somebody uses your head as a toilet brush." Mr. Stewart warned before walking towards the fridge to get a new ice pack.

"Ouch!" Jackson grimaces.

Miley enters through the front, newspapers in hand. "Okay. That's all the papers between Lilly's house and here." Miley noted out-loud as she stacks them on the couch. Wiping imaginary sweat off her forehead, Miley looks up to see Jackson and notices her brother's hair. "Holy moly! How desperate are you?!" Miley exclaimed in surprise just as the home-phone rings.

"Well, look who's talking!" Jackson smirks as he grabs a newspaper. "At least I'm not the one with the 'Masked Knight in Shining Armor'." For emphasis, he pop opens the paper to show Den-O – Axe Form, armor gleaming in the moonlight and standing in front of Hannah.

"Listen, Shmohawk." Miley retorted while Mr. Stewart picks up the phone. "I don't care what I have to do. If Lilly finds out why I didn't take her to the party and what happened there, it'll crush her. I'm not gonna let that happen." She shakes her head determinedly.

"Well, darlin', then you better make those newspapers disappear." Mr. Stewart warned her as he puts a hand over the speaker. "Lilly and Omar in ten–"

(P.O.V Change)

"–th time Omar, I'm fine!" Lilly whined as we walk towards the Stewarts' porch. "It's just a scratch." Lilly points at her bandaged forehead.

"Just a scratch?!" I lowly repeated as Miley lets us in. "You're lucky that wasn't deep enough to give you any brain damage, otherwi– HOLY GUACAMOLE!" I screamed at the sight of Jackson's hairdo while Lilly drops her jaw. "What were you trying to do?! Audition for a punk band or something?!"

Jackson rolls his eyes at my response. "At least I don't look like I got my clothes from a colorless movie." Jackson retorted, referring to my black/white/gray attire.

"…that's a lame comeback." I commented, earning a nod of agreement from the others. "Although not untrue." I look down at my attire. "Most of my other clothes are in the wash, so it's either this, or the costume I've been preparing for this Halloween." I shrugged.

Lilly gasps melodramatically. "Miley, our friend here needs more clothes and what's the best place for clothes?" Lilly rhetorically asks while grabbing my wrist, earning an exasperated look from me.

"The mall." Miley answered while grabbing my other wrist as Lilly nods in agreement, both girls dragging me out.

"Yeah, the good old mall with that big newsstand and all those people talking about what's in the news and who's in the news." Jackson tells us loudly. Why is he emphasizing news?

"On the other hand, the beach gift shop works, too." Miley pulled a 180 and pulls me away from the door.

"But the mall has cuter clothes." Lilly countered, pulling me to her, making me the rope in their 'tug-of-war'.

"But the beach has cuter boys." Miley pointed out.

"To the beach!" Lilly declared while letting go of my wrist along with Miley, making me lose my balance for a moment.

"Go!" Miley announced before she and Lilly raced out of the place.

Rubbing my wrists to relieve them of the pain, I look at the direction where they took off and shake my head.

Girls.

---

Now at Rico's Surf Shop, I finished sunbathing while the girls are wiping their legs dry with towels after taking a small walk on the beach.

"Guys, there you are!" Oliver called out, walking down the boardwalk with newspaper in hand. "You'll never guess who made the cover of the entertainment section." He dared us somewhat excitedly.

"I know; it's Den-O." I replied, making Oliver slump, probably because he wanted it to be a surprise, Lilly fan-girlishly grin, and Miley… give me a pleading look? "I caught a glimpse of the newspaper Sieg was reading before I ran out to meet with them." I point at the girls. "Although I didn't get a good look at the headline. Mind telling us?" Oliver perks up at his new chance to surprise us.

Before he can answer, Miley suddenly took a foam football from some random guy. "Hey, Oliver, go long!" She called out before throwing the football in Oliver's direction.

Oliver immediately started running after the football, instinctively jumping off a ledge. "Too long~!" He shouted before a thud was heard.

"Oliver!" I called out, looking worried.

"What?!" Oliver shouted painfully.

"…is the ball okay?" I grinned like a troll, making the girls, and a few bystanders, crack up in laughter.

"…YOU TROLL!" Oliver furiously called out, getting everyone to laugh harder.

Suddenly, Miley's stomach grumbled loudly, much to her embarrassment.

"You know what? All this laughing is making me hungry, let's eat." Miley quickly said while grabbing Lilly and my hands before pulling us towards the counter while chanting. "Hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry."

As the girls sit to my right while I take a seat close by an old lady, I notice that she's reading today's newspaper. "Oh there's the headline." I noted out-loud, getting the girls' attention as I read the headline. "'Kamen Rider Den-O appears once again! Malibu's local Kamen Rider rescues–" Before I could finish, Miley snatches the newspaper, scrunches it up, and threw it to the ground before jumping on it.

"There was a bee." Miley explains as she jumps again for emphasis. "A big bee." Miley jumps again before kicking sand over it. "I think I got it. You're welcome." Miley smugly smiles, making the old lady leave, before she returns to her seat.

Oliver climbed back up, looking a little tired. "Seriously, I want you guys to see this!" Oliver waves the newspaper at us.

"Toss it over to us!" I yelled while cupping my mouth.

"On it!" Oliver nodded while rolling up the newspaper and throwing it into the air… before a seagull swooped down and caught it in its talons.

"…" Everyone looks at the seagull, dumbfounded as it flies away.

"You know what?" I sigh, flailing my arms a bit. "Let's just go to Milk Dipper. That way, no birds would try to snatch anything!" Giggling at my expense, Miley follows me out of Rico's Surf Shop along with Lilly.

---

At the Stewarts' residence, Jackson is sitting on a stool in front of Nina, a blue towel on his head and a sheet over his torso.

"Okay, cross your fingers." Nina told Jackson, getting a nod and suggested gesture before she went behind him and lowered the towel, only to pale at the sight of baldness. "I think I fixed it." Nina nervously lied as she got in front of Jackson.

"Why do I feel a breeze on my head?" Jackson questioned her curiously before feeling his head, panicky adding. "Why do I feel my head?" Nina gives Jackson a hand mirror, letting him see his bald reflection. "Well, at least I know you're done." Jackson nervously chuckles.

"Oh, I messed up again!" Nina waves the air with both hands, which Jackson noted as her 'mental-kicking' sign.

"No, no, no, it's okay." Jackson stands up and tries to assure her. "When it grows back out, you can try again." Jackson nervously grins.

"You'd really let me try again?" Nina looks at Jackson like he grew a second head.

"Well, sure." Jackson shrugs somewhat carelessly, shattering Nina's emotional shell.

"I can't take this anymore. You're bald!" Nina flicks at Jackson's head, earning a sheepish nod. "Why aren't you mad at me?"

"It's not like you did it on purpose." Jackson answered.

"But, I did." Nina shamefully admitted, much to Jackson's surprise.

"Why? Why would anybody–" Jackson questioned before realization struck him. There's only one person capable of bribing people. "Oh, no. Something smells like Rico." Jackson shakes his head and raises a finger. "And I'm not talking about the penguin."

"The kid paid me." Nina confirmed, mentally giggling at the Madagascar reference. "I never would have done it if I'd known you were so nice." Nina gets close to Jackson, earning a blush at the confession. "I just wish I could help you get him back." Nina punches her palm.

Jackson sighs. "Well, I'm sorry. I'm just too upset to think about revenge right now." Jackson looks away dramatically, making Nina nod in understanding. "Okay, I'm over it." He pulls a 180 and throws the cover and towelette on the couch while walking out, Nina following him.

---

At Rico's Surf Shop, Rico is sitting on a stool as Nina prepares to give him a haircut.

"Tell me again what Jackson looked like when he realized it was me." Rico chuckled, earning a nod from Nina before she made a shocked face. "Don't forget the scream. That's my favorite part." Nina lowly screams to prevent getting attention as Rico laughs. "Life just doesn't get any better than this. Okay, make me look Friday-night fresh." Rico ordered.

"You got it." Nina grins mischievously, which Rico doesn't notice. "Just close your eyes, sit back and relax." Rico follows her request with a sigh of relief. Going to Rico's side, Nina picked up an electric razor and passed it to Jackson, who is wearing a winter hat.

"Ah, not too much off the sides now." Rico added as Jackson took the razor.

"Mmm-hmm." Jackson imitated Nina's voice as he turned the electric razor on.

His revenge has begun.

---

Miley and Lilly walked into the Stewart residence after they finished having lunch at Milk Dipper. Unfortunately, Omar's weekly shift is starting so he couldn't come with them.

Lilly sighs in satisfaction as she pats her stomach. "I said it once and I'll say it again." She grins. "Milk Dipper has the best food in the world." Miley nods in agreement while Lilly belly-flops onto the couch before noticing the newspaper roll under her stomach. "Oh, are the comics in here?" Miley mentally panicked as Lilly sits up straight and takes off the rubber band. "We didn't get our paper today. Nobody on our block did." Lilly explains as she prepares to open the newspaper before Miley snatches it and throws it at the plants without looking.

"Who cares about the comics?" Miley leans against the couch. "I mean the fat lazy cats and the pumpkin-headed kid who's always trying to kick that football. Bo~ring!" She hollered as she jumped onto the couch. "Let's just talk, we never talk."

"We talked all day." Lilly retorted.

"You know what? Good point." Miley nods in agreement. "I'm tired of my own voice. Let's listen to someone else's." She grabs the remote and turns on the TV as they face it.

"Next on This Week In Hollywood, what lucky pop princess got saved by a Kamen Rider last–" Miley grabs the remote, turns off the TV, and pushes the remote into the couch cushions.

"But I wanted to see that!" Lilly whined.

"No, you don't." Miley retorted.

Lilly sighed in dissatisfaction before taking another feel of the couch. "Why is your couch so lumpy?"

'Aw niblets, I should've known that this could happen.' Miley mentally kicked herself. 'I'm surprised that this didn't happen sooner.'

Before she could answer, the Hannah phone rung on the counter.

"Oh, the Hannah phone!" Lilly squealed as she ran off the couch to the counter.

"No!" Miley called out as she followed Lilly, determined to prevent the blonde from answering.

It became too late for her as Lilly grabbed the phone and answered. "Hello, Hannah Montana's close personal friend Lola here." Lilly walks around the dining table while getting answered. "Oh my gosh, Kelly!" Miley follows Lilly across the table as Lilly presses the phone against her neck. "It's Kelly Clarkson!" Lilly squealed before turning calm and getting back on the phone. "Hello."

"Lilly, give me the phone." Miley demanded as she chased Lilly around the table.

"So, Kelly Felly, sorry to hear the party was canceled." Lilly apologized as she stopped close to the counter.

"Lilly, give me the phone!" Miley demanded, hand extended.

Confusion spread across Lilly's face as she heard the denial. "What do you mean? Hannah said."

"Lilly, don't listen to her!" Miley waves on her throat. "She doesn't like me! Professional jealousy! Petty, petty girl!" She shakes her head in false disappointment.

As she listens to the truth, Lilly looks at Miley with a plethora of emotions; rage, disappointment, sadness, and disgust.

"Okay, I'll tell her you called." Lilly nodded. "Bye." Hanging up the phone, Lilly walks away.

"Lilly, I can explain." Miley raises her hands peacefully as she walks around the table. "The only reasons I didn't tell you about the party is because–"

"You didn't want me there?" Lilly cuts her off with a glare.

Miley shakes her head. "It wasn't me that didn't want you there, it was–"

"Den-O, Traci and Evan?" Lilly cuts her off again, lessening her glare in understanding.

"Except for the first one, yeah." Miley nods. "They kind of thought you were… uncool."

"Even after you told them how cool I was?" Lilly asked. As Miley folds her arms and looks away shamefully, Lilly realizes the truth. "You didn't tell them that, did you?"

"Not exactly." Miley answered, making Lilly turn away and stomp towards the front door. "No, Lilly, wait." Lilly stops and turns to Miley. "You don't need them as your friend. You got me." Miley smiled.

"But if you were really my friend, you'd tell me the truth." Lilly countered.

Miley sighs and steps toward Lilly. "Okay, I'll come right out and say it." Miley holds Lilly's hands to prevent the blonde from leaving. "You spit food on people, you kicked them when they made a comment about your hair, you followed them into the bathroom, and you walked around for about an hour with a chocolate beard." Miley counted off while including gestures.

"Oh, how embarrassing." Lilly groans while flailing her arms. "Why am I such a dork?" She asks herself as she walks around the couch. "Why do I always do that? Lilly, when are you ever gonna learn?" She smacks her forehead before sitting on the couch.

"No, Lilly, don't be so hard on yourself." Miley sits on the couch. "I mean the first time I saw the chocolate fountain, I poured about half of it into my purse."

"You're saying that to make me feel better." Lilly frowns while feeling the lumpiness of the couch. Lifting a cushion up, she raises an eyebrow at the newspapers. "What the heck are all these newspapers?"

"I'll tell you what they are. They're me not being a good friend." Miley answered while grabbing a paper and handing it to Lilly. "Read the cover."

Scrunching her face in confusion, Lilly takes the paper and reads. "Kamen Rider Den-O appears once again! Malibu's local Kamen Rider rescues HANNAH MONTANA?!" Lilly lowly screamed in shock at the picture, making Miley wince at the volume. "Culprit matches description of the creature that the recovering kids in Malibu Hospital gave to police. Fortunately, Den-O manages to get the upper-hand by using a new form called Axe Form that tanked the monster's hits." Lilly finished reading before seeing another picture. "Hey that's the thing that attacked me last night!" Lilly tapped the picture.

Miley nods. "That Lizard look-alike was contracted to Traci, and since she doesn't know that you're Lola or where you live…"

"That thing had to settle for being up social outcasts, like Oliver, Chad, Danny and…" Lilly realizes while lowering her eyes. "Me."

"That's why I lied about the party being cancelled." Miley explains, hand on Lilly's shoulder. "So you wouldn't get hurt."

Lilly gave Miley a deadpanned look. "Miley, last summer people temporarily died for a madman to gain power until two Riders defeated him, and even before that, these monsters have been wreaking havoc like the comics, but we have the Kamen Riders to protect us." Lilly lectures the brunette, earning an understanding nod from Miley. "Plus I'm a first-degree brown belt martial artist Miss 'Green With Envy'." Lilly grins as Miley slumped at the reminder of the blonde being 3 ranks higher than her.

Miley shakes her head. "You're right; I should've had faith in Den-O instead of worry for you." Glancing at her Hannah phone, Miley grins as an idea comes to mind. "And I know how to make it up to you."

"Really?" Lilly blinks in excitement before grinning. "How?"

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Outside the building where Kelly had her party and a new one is taking place, I'm waiting for Hannah to come. And I'm in Axe Form.

She's the one who invited me here to pay me back for saving her and Traci, and stopping the Lizard Imagin's rampage along with those Paint Soldiers.

"We don't have to do this." I heard Lola's voice as I turn my head to see Hannah dragging Lola towards me before the latter pulled away. "We're still best friends."

"I know, that's exactly why I have to do this." Hannah grinned.

Traci jogs over to us. "Hannah, Den-O, it's so awesome to see you with–" Traci notices Lola and spoke venomously. "–her." Traci has a look of false recollection. "What was it again? Lola Loser-giggle?"

"It's Luftnagle!" Hannah and I corrected.

Traci scoffed. "Well, whatever it is, she's not on the list."

"You know what?" Hannah loops her arm with Lola's. "I like you Trace, but if you wanna be my friend she's part of the deal." Hannah defended Lola.

"But she's just so uncool." Traci whined.

"Not as uncool as you were when you shot a snot rocket so big it hit both of the Olsen twins." Hannah reminded her.

"Uh, gross." I gagged in disgust, suppressing my fourth wall breaking powers to prevent a flashback. "I heard of the Olsen twins getting sick because they caught something." I slowly turn my head to Traci. "You were the one who got them sick?"

Hannah nods for Traci, confirming it.

"That's not fair." Traci narrows her eyes at Hannah. "You know I have sinus problems."

"Well, we all have problems." Hannah did a good 'Traci' imitation, earning a chuckle from me. "But a good friend doesn't bail on you when you have 'em. I didn't bail on you with the twins and I'm not gonna bail on Lola." I smile under my helmet, proud of Hannah for standing up for Lola.

Sighing in irritation, Traci relented. "Okay fine, but tell anyone about the snot rocket and you're out."

"Deal." Hannah nodded.

"Meet you in there." Traci giggled before getting into the party.

Sniffling is heard as the girls and I look at the bouncer, who looks like he's about to burst into tears. "Well, what you did for your friend was real nice."

"I think so, too." Lola grins in agreement.

"Me three." I give Hannah a thumbs up before noticing something. "Hey, what happened to your forehead, Lola?" I point at the bandage that looks like Lilly's.

For some reason, Hannah and Lola paled as they locked eyes before the latter answered. "Some masked guy with a knife tried to mug me." Lola motions to her wound. "I was lucky that this cut was the only thing I got from him before the police came."

I stare at Lola in suspicion. If that's true, then why wasn't it in the police scanner? Then again, it could've been very recent.

Lola looks at the open door and gasps, seeing someone there. "Is that Orlando Bloom?" Lola shrieks lowly while running towards the party. Suddenly, she pulled a 180 and calmly walked back to us. "I'm cool. I'm cool." I raise an eyebrow at her display of maturity.

"Just go for it." Hannah playfully punches Lola's arm.

Lola swiftly grinned at us. "Thanks!" She screamed like a fangirl before running into the party.

The bouncer leans towards us. "She is kind of a dork." The bouncer commented while pointing at where Lola took off, although his lighthearted grin tells us that he doesn't mean anything insulting.

"I know. But she's my dork." Hannah giggles before turning towards the party. "Orlando!" Hannah screamed before running into the party.

"Girls." The bouncer and I chuckle at their enthusiasm before I follow them for the heck of it.

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Omarnosian10: That's it for Axe Form's debut. Now for those explanations.

Omar: What about those Paint Soldiers?

Omarnosian10: Well, they're inspired by the Leo Imagin's Soldiers and will be the 'henchmen' of the year. This concept will be shared with most crossovers that don't typically have henchmen like Agito, Blade, Kabuto, Kiva, etc.

Omar: The music?

Omarnosian10: For the song, you can thank PerryTheBrave/bluesoulhero for it. It was in his Skyward White Ranger Promo on Youtube. It was the first time I heard Breakaway.

Omar: My super-strength?

Omarnosian10: No spoilers except for the fact that you won't be the only OC with a superpower and none of the others will be element-based, so no breathing fire, controlling earth or any of that stuff. On this post-credits scene, you will see the creator of the Soldiers, and that is all. SMOKEBOMB!

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In an abandoned warehouse, Paint Soldiers are being reproduced from the walls, silhouettes being left behind as proof of their existence.

The one responsible has a slight motif resemblance to the Paint Soldiers, most likely due to it being responsible for their creation. Its form is bluish purple with multiple paint stains over the body. Its wearing dirty brown boots with small stains. It has an aged brown belt with a brush-like rapier. Over its left shoulder is a white cape with paint stains of many colors. Its right hand is a paint brush capable of taking multiple shapes, the current one being a tip with dripping paint while the left one is a white normal one. The head resembles a toolbox with the 'secures' as eyes.

This is the Painter Imagin, based on the tale of 'Castle Crashers'.

Humming a tune, the Painter Imagin finished his newest Soldier before feeling the presence of someone entering.

"I take it the project is a success?" The boss questioned his subordinate as he eyes the Soldiers.

"Indeed, Boss." The Painter Imagin nodded as several Paint Soldiers 'about-faced' the boss. "Although our client got defeated, it served as an excellent field test for my Soldiers."

The boss chuckled. "Excellent." Pacing across the Soldiers, he eyes their weapons. "Will they be ready for work?"

The Painter Imagin nodded. "By the way." He took out a picture and displayed it. "I believe this should seem familiar to you." Lowering his head, the boss narrowed his eyes before walking out. "Where are you going, Boss?"

"To make a call."

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In the snowy continent of Antarctica, a snow white hand palm-struck an iceberg, making it split cleanly in half. The rest of the figure is obscured by the blizzard.

"Hmph." The figure, sounding male and suspiciously familiar, snorted as the iceberg halves floated away in the water. "Didn't even break a sweat." A ringing sound is heard as the figure searched his person. "Hello?" The figure picked up an unseen phone. "Yes, I'm alone… You don't say… He is where?" A growl escaped the figure's throat at the caller's answer. "I see… I'll be there in a month, perhaps two." The figure hung up while crouching and pulling out an axe that was stuck to the icy ground.

A curved snow-white/icy-blue axe.