This is my Twelth Chapter. The aftermath of what occurred in the previous chapter.
Introducing a Submitted Character - Named Mayuri. Thank you Shimamura
p.s. I do not own Air Gear.
P.s.s. The new air gear chapter is so cool. Two powers. Damn you for thinking like me
It was a slow progressing day; everyone was coming to terms what had happened a week ago. A week ago, a team of A and S Class Riders had attacked the A Class Team Golden Dragons and had detoured what was important and the male riders had attempted to rape the female bloody rider of the Golden Dragons. They had failed when; a King Class Rider had arrived and destroyed each rider one by one. What happened was something that no one could explain, something so horrifying and frightening. A witness who had to tell the police what had happened after the security cameras were damaged and what left all the debris around the place. The witness' detail was some demon appearing and slaughtering an army of skaters and then absorbing their blood and becoming mist. The police put the witness into an asylum, but the police chief knew the truth, since he had been near the scene and had seen the man leaving the scene.
The news stations told of conspiracies involving the army, the scientific community and some small stations talked about riders. They were right about that part, the riders were involved. In the middle of the Pacific Ocean, a Battleship was heading towards Japan, it was an American Navy ship, easily noticed by its clear design and colour and that it had American jets on the surface. There was a shout that echoed throughout the whole ship, that made the crew men and others look towards the door of one of the hulls open. In the doorway, stood a muscle man, he was wearing an army skin tight vest, with army trousers, he had long black hair. This man's name was Nike, one and the strongest King of Genesis' Four Kings. He was holding a knife and was cutting some apples. He threw down the apples onto the ground and stepped on them.
"Sir, what is a problem?" asked a crew man. His answer was a knife in his head as he fell dead. Nike was really pissed. He walked towards the edge of the ship, seeming calm and not destroying anything on the way. He stood at the edge, and front of the ship. In front of them, a guerrilla jet was flying towards them. Nike breathed in and out and then clenched his fists. He screamed out loud and swung his leg into the air, his ATs slicing through the air and cutting the wind. He fired a shot from his AT, which was like a wind blade. The Blade hit the jet and sliced clean through. The jet exploded and all the debris fell into the water.
"So what happened?" asked a voice behind Nike. Nike did not turn, just clenched his fists.
"That Bastard, that fucking ghost" he said. The voice was a woman, a long and slender woman, with pink hair that was to her waist. She was wearing a red formal dress and holding a glass of wine.
"Ghost? Who is that?" she asked. Nike turned round and he was smiling. He grabbed her; she dropped her glass of wine, the glass falling and landing on its bottom, not breaking. She was grabbed by her ass and she felt her breasts being fondled as Nike had put his hand under her dress. Nike whispered a few words into her ear.
"Ghost is a Demon. Don't go after him" he said simply. He then let go off both hands and lifted her. She squealed and was taken by Nike into the ship inner apartments. There were shouts and screams afterwards, which Nike later emerged smiling, after an hour. He went back to his quarters. After a few minutes, the same woman also stepped out and asked a soldier to get ready her private jet.
She was on her jet flying towards Japan, to be exact Tokyo. She was going against what Nike had told her. Her name was Lady Penelope Elizabeth III. She was royalty back in her country which was the United Kingdom and she was quite rich. Under that royal and beautiful posture was a blood lust killer who had fallen for Nike for his war like actions when she met him at a Ball, which he had come to destroy and rescue a rider who had been chained. Nike had taken her with him because she had the same look as he did and his brother. She peered into the window and looked down. She could see the land coming closer. Over the tanoy system, the captain said a few words.
"We will be landing in fifteen minutes, Lady Penelope," he said. She smiled seductively as she finished her red wine. She was flying to Japan to challenge this man, who her partner was seemingly afraid of. She was a rider, a powerful one, a Queen and a Brain Charger for that fact. She was called the Demon Succubus, because most of her opponents were males, and after battles, they would be near death.
They landed, after 15 minutes and Penelope walked to a private limousine. She sat down in the back and in the compartment, a man in a black and red suit sat. He kissed Penelope's white glove hand.
"It's nice to see you, Miss Penelope," said the man. Penelope smiled and pulled away her hand.
"Yes, Vanguard. Do you have the files?" she asked. The butler, Vanguard nodded and pressed a button on the side of a door. A holographic screen appeared between the two and five holographic images formed. Two were crouching and the other three were standing.
"Quite hard to get this information" said Vanguard. Penelope pressed a button and a commentary began speaking, a female voice.
"Fallen Angels; King Class Team, Power skills suppress the Original Sleeping Forest. Five Members and five sub divisions, this team holds over six teams under their rule. Members consist of the leader; Exodus, the Fallen King whose skill is unparallel and has yet to be defeated. From information we have found, his AT consists of a power that makes all over roads obsolete. Second Member; Lucifer, the Phoenix King, known as the Demon of the Road and Sky as when watching recordings of his battles, he is rarely moving from his place, but if watching scene to scene, he is able to move back and forth within seconds, making him on same level as the Original Flame King or even stronger. Third Member; Jerome, the Bass King, supposedly a Tuner who became a Rider, not much information about him, not even about his level, as it says every time it hits a number, the READ shuts down." said the female voice. The next image that that came up was centred on a hooded figure and a man in a Victorian era suit. Penelope licked her lips in arousal and taste she wanted the leader rider and all his friends.
"Fourth Member, known as the Vampyre King, a rider who is not a Gravity child or Brain Charger but something else, according to witness reports and video evidence, his READ evolves by three points every week and sometimes more. He is at a 299 level, according to the latest net forum post" the woman said. The gentleman turned to dust and the holographic image of the hooded figure enlarged on his head.
"Information small, known on the streets as Neptune or Poseidon, Rider of the Seas and Storms, who READ is 160 only, and he is the weakest and final member of the Fallen Angels. "
As Penelope smiled, Vanguard presented her with another screen. On the screen flashed a red warning.
"Warning, do not, with any joking approach the Fallen Angels or be responsible for your own death and funeral" was what the message said. This warning made the expression on Penelope's face more flustered as she gripped her chest and leg area, becoming more aroused. Vanguard sighed in response and turned to the window, creating a black wall between him and her. She typed on the computer and brought images that surrounded her. The images were of Nike fighting and killing, and it had powerful riders and them also in battle. She felt around her body and...
Vanguard knew what was happening. His Mistress was like this, always, that was why he was chosen as a Butler and Handler to check on her. He was called Vanguard for a reason, some odd years ago, he thought with the Original Sleeping Forest and was defeated, after it took Over and Fang King to push him down. Since then, his skills are rusty, but Penelope found his stash of notes on them and wished to learn, she did and she was known later as the Queen of the Mirrors, Wine and Glass, because of her etiquette and her language when fighting someone. The car stopped and both got out. They stood before a tall hotel.
"Your room awaits milady" said Vanguard taking her bags and walking up the stairs. She followed closely. Before she even git to the door, she was grabbed from behind, her neck pressed with a knife and her back pressed with something hard.
"You smell nice and I bet you taste good" said a guy with a covered face. He reached for her leg and she did not resist.
"Are you a rider?" she asked him. He looked and answered with a No. The next thing he knew, he was slammed down to the floor and he saw numerous of her and all of them held a knife. They came down and he screamed.
To everyone else, they saw the man trip while holding a woman and start having seizures. Penelope walked up the stairs and looked at Vanguard.
"Did you breathe it in?" she asked him. He shook his head and she nodded. They walked into the hotel and took a lift towards the penthouse.
Across the street from them was a man. He was wearing casual wear and he was holding a photograph that showed him and a girl. She folded the photo and pocketed it.
"Riders are coming, why?" he asked himself and walked towards the streets.
I hope you enjoyed this small saga. New OCs, New Enemies and New Opens for you readers to submit characters if you wish.
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