A/N: I just thought to suggest something... if you ever want to create a backstory for your characters, I'd love to read it! So have at it, peeps!
Another belt taken: Glaive Buckle!
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Tournament Kamen Rider.
Chapter 14: The Survivor and the Traitor Pt.1.
Randall jumped to verticality in an instant. He was outnumbered against the Fake Riders and knew he had to do something. He gripped the Leangle Rouser tightly as Mick & Davis rushed at him with their own weapons, emulating the IXA & Gatack Rider Systems efficiently.
"Prepare for your defeat, Kalish!" Mick proclaimed, equipping both of the Bio Gatack Double Caliburs. Mick charged them up and then flung them like boomerangs at Randall, who was instantly downed. Mick backtracked, allowing Davis to get in some more offense.
Davis dragged Randall back to his feet and slashed away with his BioCalibur back in Sword Mode. Randall tried to parry with a swing of his Rouser, but that just left him wide open for Mick to slash at his back. Randall found himself lying next to his bike.
Davis inserted the Calibur Bio-Whistle into the Bio IXA Belt while Mick just pushed a button on the Bio Gatack Zecter that retracted its horns. He suddenly let go and the horns shot out an energy charge across Mick's leg.
Bio Execution: BioCalibur, Rise Up!
Bio Execution: Rider Kick, Rise Up!
The menacing, distorted voices executed a declaration of intent while the Fake Riders attempted to execute their finishing assault.
Suddenly, Davis & Mick got a call in the middle of their attack: "Fall back. Kalish is no use to me dead. Let him be free for a little bit and then apprehend him."
While annoyed by this turn of events, the Fake Riders agreed to their master's orders without question: "Affirmative."
Randall couldn't understand why the Fake Riders had halted their attack... he was a sitting duck and they were walking away. Davis & Mick mounted their motorcycles BioLion and BioExtender, driving off which left Randall feeling flabbergasted, but he was able to hear their latest orders...
"Your next target: Chad Leiter, AKA Kamen Rider Kiva..."
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My name is Sergeant Travis Triton. I found myself alone looking out across the battlefield. My eyes searching out targets, a soft rustling came from behind as I turned, swiftly bringing up my rifle, picking out my target. Before I could pull the trigger, I recognized the face: it was one of my Non-Commisioned Officers and my best friend Mark Kenji Damage. Thoughts rapidly swirled into my head that something bad must have happened to the squad for Mark to come find me.
I asked him what happened. Mark's face was covered in blood, wearing a crimson mask as it were. Mark was talking way too fast; he was in shock. I sat him down and repeated my question. Mark's answer was that the squad had come under fire whilst patroling the hills on Hirojima and suggested that if we could get there soon we could help some of the guys left alive. The rain had started to pound against the war-torn grounds around us about half-an-hour after we set off for the ambush site and steadily had got worse.
Mark spoke to me and said, "We're nearing the site now... maybe you should take point."
I slowly patrolled forward keeping my eyes open well as best as I could with this rain.
Damn! My foot hit something hard and I fell forward into something warm. I slowly looked up seeing how my friends and comrades had been chopped to pieces by the machine gunfire.
Horrified, I then slowly stood up. I heard Mark come up behind me slowly, watching my back so I thought... then, BLAM!
Everything went dark...
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"Travis!" Taryse yelled. That finally woke up Double-T, who was napping under a tree.
"What?" Travis asked in an annoyed tone.
"Hao told me you were twisting and turning in your tent last night. And that you weren't having such a good time this morning either." Taryse explained.
Travis groaned: "Just reliving past events that have... scarred me..."
"Is it something you would like to share?" Came Phoenix's voice out of nowhere.
"Not really, burnin' bird. Its not exactly a story I like to remember, let alone share." Travis replied.
"Fair enough." Phoenix replied back, knowing when to inquire about such things.
"Nero's cooking up some potato chips. You up for some grub?" Taryse asked.
Travis nodded: "Always."
He put on a smile now, but when the others weren't looking, it faded into a sad look mixed with one of dormant rage.
When I find you, traitor... I'll kill you... Travis thought to himself, tensing his fist with anger.
"Anything on the Rider PDA today, Taryse?" Hao asked as he bit a couple of potato chips. Taryse smiled and pulled the PDA from her bag and tapped it twice on the screen with her pen, turning it on.
"That's strange... events are kind of dry today. There's a couple of training grounds and a competition in the Mesa, but that's it. I guess its because we are so close to the next round in five days." Taryse explained.
"Ah, but I'm sure there are quite a few Riders travelling around looking for a fight!" Kivat guessed. Phoenix smirked and tossed him a piece of potato chip.
"He's right. We look around, I'm sure somebody wants to throw down." Phoenix followed.
"And remember that if you want to use Garuru Form... use Darkstarter as well. We don't need you spiralling out of control." Nero suggested.
"Concerns noted, bro. On a related issue, what would I call that cluster-F-word of a form?" Phoenix laughed.
Travis threw in his two cents: "Darkwolf Evolution? Darkness Howl? I could go on for hours!"
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Isild's over-headed strike was swift. He caught the Imagin's counterattack without effort, throwing the Imagin into another. There were three that may have believed that they got away, but his ZeroGasher told them a different story; he jumped over their heads and fired from the bowgun.
There was a kick heading for the back of his helmet from the left and a Stop sign being swung towards his stomach on his right. His reaction was simple: sink down and roll backwards quickly. As he moved, he reconfigured his weapon, transforming it into Saber Mode.
"Splendid End!" Isild growled, his voice echoing as he swung the large sword through the closest Imagin with the emerald 'A' embedded in the creature's chest. Other Imagin followed the example of the Imagin with the stop sign, pulling any metal object from the ground that can be used as a weapon.
Behind them, the truck was moving along an alternate route, but the Imagin kept up their attacks, even targeted bystanders hiding in various areas. Spike slashed through two machines approaching him and jumped over a small group to land between a young woman holding a baby.
Spike struck immediately through an Imagin, spinning into a kick with his heel to an approaching one. Reina was in battle with another Imagin, landing several kicks to the gut that seemed to have no effect and the Imagin reiterated that point by blasting Reina into the floor.
"Owww... This better be the last time this happens." Reina grumbled, seconds before Demon pulled her out of the way of an energy blast.
"Incoming!" Isild warned, firing on another group of Imagins as they approached. As Gatack, Spike kept fighting, pulling his Gatack Double Caliburs off his shoulders; but as Spike, he released a few choice and profane words in the confines of his head.
Demon was proud of himself, revelling in his insanity on the battlefield. His offensive power overwhelmed his Imagin opponents, making him a juggernaut among the other riders. The enhanced strength that he was provided with by the Gills powers was hardly noticed among the Imagin, but he did prove that he was a capable warrior in the field.
As he finished those closer to him, he swung his Gills Heel Claw at those sneaking up on Isild, except for the one that was surprised by the Full Charged ZeroGasher slash from Kamen Rider Zeronos.
"Finisher time!" Spike yelled out in sarcasm as the Riders regrouped to activate their finishing attacks. Spike burst through the group first with his Rider Kick, followed by Demon ripping through a couple with the Gills Heel Claw, Reina followed with the Mighty Kick and Isild finished everything off with another Splendid End attack.
The Imagin that weren't decimated managed to run away, leaving Mokorri City in a quick way.
Everybody deactivated their Rider Forms and came back together.
"Nice work, guys." Spike simply congratulated.
"Imagin outta' here!" Isild chuckled in victory.
"Are you always this hyper?" Reina asked in sarcasm, rolling her eyes.
"What, do you want me to reply in an American Pie sort-of way? Like to tell you I'm on crack or something? Of course I'm hyper." Isild replied, noticing his attempt at a comedic answer had failed before he actually finished.
"You must be a riot at parties." Spike quipped, lighting up a cigarette.
"So what do we do now?" Demon inquired.
Spike took the cigarette out of his mouth: "We go to a bar and have an unwinding session. How's that sound?"
"Cool. I'm in." Isild replied.
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Travis had gone on a trek up the hills by himself. He needed to get away from the others so he could relax and try not to think about the painful memory that had invaded his dreams the night before. He had told the others he was alright when he really wasn't; the recollection of his war days was really getting to him. Then he saw a fellow Rider being set upon by what looked to be an Unknown.
"Perfect! Henshin!" Travis yelled.
Standing By! Complete!
With the armour of Delta secured around his body, Travis unhooked the Delta Mover from his belt and began firing at the Unknown. While Travis subdued the creature, the other Rider looked down at his weapon and swiped a Rouse Card through it.
Mighty!
A hologram appeared in front of the Rider's blade, which the blade absorbed easily and charged the weapon up. The Rider rushed forward and struck the Unknown in the chest after it had flipped Travis away. The monster was instantly killed.
The Rider walked up and helped Travis to his feet.
"You okay?" The Rider asked.
"I'll be fine. Name's Travis Triton." Travis introduced. The Rider suddenly slapped Travis' hand away and jumped back.
"Well... I never thought you survived. It seems there was a leftover from the war. No matter... I'll see to that right now!" The Rider growled.
"What?! The war?" Travis wondered.
"You don't recognise an old friend under this Glaive armor... so why don't I show you who I am..." The Rider said, moving the buckle's emblem cover back over the emblem, cancelling his transformation...
"Damage..." Travis muttered.
"So you finally come out of hiding after all these years. You are a coward for not accepting death." Damage grinned.
"Big words from a traitor and an asshole. Why did you turn on us?!" Travis demanded, cancelling his own transformation.
"It was simple, Triton... I was never with you to begin with. I was a spy from the Japanese army, gaining your trust and slowly leaking information to my real superiors." Damage revealed.
"Are you to tell me that our friendship was a lie, Mark?! Was it a lie?!" Travis began shouting. His anger was obvious.
"I have no regrets in telling you that it was all a masquerade... and you were so easily tricked." Damage continued.
Travis snapped: "BASTARD!!"
Complete!
Damage calmly activated his own transformation: "Henshin!"
Open Up!
A battle between Damage as Kamen Rider Glaive and Travis as Kamen Rider Delta began. Keeping the weapons in their holsters, Travis & Damage engaged one another in a down & dirty fistfight.
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"Do you think Travis is alright?" Taryse asked as she ate with the others.
"He's a big dude. He can handle himself." Phoenix assured her.
"If he wanted to discuss his little problem, he would already. Let him get on with his life." Nero suggested.
"Hey, guys." A voice called. Everybody turned their heads while Phoenix turned to anger.
"Randall." Nero said.
"I just came to warn you... we have a problem. I was just attacked." Randall began.
Phoenix scoffed: "We should all feel lucky."
"Listen to me! I was just attacked by a couple of Riders named Davis Nash and Mick Emerson. They call themselves the Fake Kamen Riders, but they are not in this tournament for winnings... they are hunting down real Kamen Riders for someone." Randall continued, slightly annoyed.
"Like mercenary work? Bounty hunting?" Hao inquired.
Randall nodded: "They could have finished me off, but their boss told them to back off and save me for later. Then I heard their latest target. That'd be Chad."
Phoenix blinked: "What would they want me for?"
"I don't know that, or you'd know right now. By the sound of things, their boss didn't sound like he wants his targets dead." Randall explained.
"Well, then, I guess I have nothing to worry about!" Phoenix responded in heavy sarcasm.
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Travis punched Damage in the gut; a hit he'd been wanting to land all these years. He went for another one, but Damage had the wherewithall to block it and swing a hard kick to the gut as a receipt.
"Like all those years of me whupping your ass in gun training scores, you can't hold a candle to me!" Damage mocked.
"You're thinking you beat me? I was just feeling sorry for you... because if you didn't beat me, you would've been kicked out! Just like your membership in the US Army, your superiority is just an illusion!" Travis spat back.
"Shut the hell up and die!" Damage shouted.
Travis took a mock bow: "Shall we dance?"
The battle was back on. Travis leapt forward and Damage narrowly missed Travis' kick to his lower extremities, but was grappled to the ground by Travis' strong arm. Desperate, Damage unhooked the Glaive Rouser from its holster and Travis ended up doing likewise with the Delta Mover. Travis rolled forward and pointed the extended barrel of his weapon at Damage's diamond visor. Damage did the same and held the blade of the Glaive Rouser two inches from in between his former comrade's eyes.
"Stalemate. Ready to give up?" Travis taunted.
Under his helmet, the traitor smirked: "Not on your life... which I shall be taking soon."
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A/N: Chapter 14 is up! Randall is inexplicibly spared by the Fake Riders, who are now after Phoenix, Spike's team drive out the last of the Imagin terrorists from Mokorri City and Travis runs into an old friend-turned-bitter-enemy! (And a Devil May Cry 4 moment there!)
Next time on Tournament Kamen Rider: Spike's team shall finally run into the Dark Rider Hunters led by Montana Phorn, Randall & Phoenix begrudgingly team up to deal with the Fake Riders (whose numbers begin to multiply with the completion of more Bio Belts) as do two other enemies and Travis intends to finish Damage off once and for all, erasing the painful memories of his past! In part 2 of The Survivor And The Traitor! And now for a little preview...
Coming soon...
Scythe Form!
"What the hell is going on?"
"Let me say this to start, you've just pissed me off!"
Full Charge!
The Kamen Riders shall deal with their most fearsome foe yet in...
"OUR HEARTS ARE STRONGER THAN YOUR EVIL! AND AS LONG AS A THOUSAND HEARTS ARE ALIVE IN THIS WORLD, YOU'LL NEVER WIN!"
GEKIJOBAN TOURNAMENT KAMEN RIDER: THE GOLDEN THORN!
Coming soon...
Barkin'!
This is a presentation of DJ Diddy Dog - KIVA FORM.
IXA Calibur, Rise Up! Release the chains of destiny!
PS: I would appreciate it if you guys did come up with backstories for your characters and posted them as prequels to my story (with preferrably your Riders getting their powers at the Saagen Town gathering which happened in chapter one!) It takes a hell of a load off of my back and it gives me some other things to read as well! Have at it, Rider fans!