Hello and welcome to my crossover story. Woot woot!
The story takes place during Season 13 of NCIS, before Episode 21 "Return to Sender." I did my research, while the release date Episode 21 was on April 19, 2016, the NCIS timeline places this episode between the middle of March 2016 to early April 2016. The evidence to this is Abby shows Tony a magazine, the magazine is from Feb 2016, and Tony says that it is last month's issue. So February 2016 is the ideal spot for this story
In regards to Feb. 2016, Kamen Rider W cast are still active. Evident in the movie "Heisei Rider vs. Showa Rider: Kamen Rider Taisen feat. Super Sentai," Shotaro is still a detective and Kamen Rider W, along with Philip. The film takes place in 2014. And with the movie "Kamen Rider Drive Saga: Kamen Rider Chaser," which takes place August 2015, Ryu Terui is still Kamen Rider Accel and his and Akiko's child is old enough to "talk." The current main Rider as of Feb 2016 is Takeru Tenkuji, Kamen Rider Ghost.
As for the time difference. Futo is 13 hours ahead of Washington D.C. How? Well I'm glad you asked, during Kamen Rider Accel's appearance in the Drive Saga, Tokyo and Futo are merely separated by a rivulet,… on a wooden bridge… yeah… So yes, Tokyo is 13 hours ahead of D.C.
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS (nor its franchise) or Kamen Rider W (nor its franchise). Those belong to their respective owners and associations. I am just a fan of both wishing to cross them over. All I have is this story idea.
Now let us begin…
Kamen Rider W x NCIS Movie War: Crisis Remembrance
Washington D.C. - Downtown
At a small home numerous people are inside having the time of their lives. There is a party being held at the home, for a few military individuals are enjoying themselves. A lot of drinks, games, drinks, food, and drinks are constantly being taken in by the guests. One of the guests looks at his watch, while holding his liquor, he laugh as the numbers seem to be backwards to him. The man is a marine and is definitely drunk.
"That was a great party Marine." The man says to the host, who is lost in the sea of people. It doesn't help the man that his vision is drunk too, in a sense.
He laughs drunkenly with his legs taking him out of the house. He begins to walk down the street. His gag reflex kicks in and his cheeks puff out, and it is immediately follow by the sound of vomiting. He threw up on some unlucky recipient's mailbox. Realizing what he has done with the sleeve of his uniform he wipes it off. It didn't help, for it just spreads over the box, and to make matters worse, there is pungent smell and stain on his uniform. He sighs and swears to himself. He resumes his walk and stands underneath a street light waiting by the bus stop. He then sees someone under a faulty light, he can't see the person's face though can see that the person's posture is facing towards him.
"Do you need help buddy?" The marine asks.
"Help? You ruined my life!" The mysterious figures snaps back.
"Huh? Is this about the mailbox? My mistake I am intoxicated but I can clean it up when I sober up." The marine replies.
"Heh, you have no idea who I am in that pathetic state of yours." The man snarls at him.
The light flickers on for a bit before it breaks. Fortunately for the marine he got a good look at the gentleman's face. The marine blinks and realizes who the mysterious man is.
"I know you, you're that petty officer that got kicked out." The marine says.
"No thanks to you!" The man replies.
"You brought that on yourself petty officer! You need some help!"
"Help? Aargh!" The petty officer scratches his head anxiously and then laughs, "help?! Man I hate that word when you said it to me, but now I love that word. For I got all the help I could ever need now!" The deranged petty officer takes out an odd looking device: it resembles a USB flash drive. "Here… let me 'help' you!"
He laughs wildly as he clicks a button on the device.
"METAL!"
Opening Credits. NCIS.
Mark Harmon
Michael Weatherly
Pauley Perrette
Sean Murray
Brian Dietzen
Emily Wickersham
with Rocky Carroll
and David McCallum
Guest Starring
Renn Kiriyama
Masaki Suda
Minehiro Kinomoto
and Hikaru Yamamoto
Navy Yard - NCIS Headquarters
Inside the NCIS (Naval Criminal Investigative Service) Building, there's a squad room where most of the teams including the NCIS Major Case Response Team work whenever they're not in the field. One of the key features for this area is the color of the walls. A dull yet vibrant orange at times, allegedly said by one Very Special Agent. Speaking of said agent, the elevator dings as its doors open up. Coming out is a man dressed in a very fine Italian suit: Ermenegildo Zegna suit, an Armani tie, a Dolce & Gabbana shirt and Gucci shoes. He enters the bullpen, which is an area within the squad room.
"Good morning Tim." The Italian-dressed man says with a spring in his step.
"Morning Tony, I take it you had a good day yesterday." Tim replies back with a smile. Timothy McGee, or McGee to most, is an NCIS Special Agent, the heart of NCIS team led by one Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Tim is a Caucasian man with green eyes and brownish-blond hair, nicely clean-shaven. He is wearing a nice shirt with an open-collar look and a nice bomber jacket.
"You know it. I went for a run, which is something I haven't done in a long time. Just me and wilderness, I feel like Bear Grylls." Tony looks out of the window, he approaches it and places his arm on it for a pose. This man is Anthony D. DiNozzo Jr., and the senior field agent to the team led by Leroy Jethro Gibbs, or Gibbs as Tony (and a majority of individuals) calls him.
"Yeah… an Italian Bear Grylls." McGee looks at him, rolling his eyes. He goes back to the computer, he's been searching for any interesting developments in technologies from Japan. More than likely, a new high end computer and motherboard to run some of the newer games coming out on the market.
The elevator opens up with a ding, as a Caucasian woman in her early thirties, though she can pass off as a young woman that can constantly be told to show ID when purchasing beer, with shoulder-length light, blonde hair and brown eyes walks out with her bag. "Morning guys." She says to Tony and Tim.
"Morning Ellie." Tim raises one hand at her, as a kind of wave.
She is Eleanor "Ellie" Bishop, the analyst of team Gibbs, "um… what is Tony doing?" She stops and points at Tony, whom is still in that pose.
"He thinks he is Bear Grylls." McGee says.
"Oh! Did you go on another jog again Tony?" She asks.
"Wait again? How long have you going on these runs and how come I haven't heard of this?" He looks at Tony.
"Don't worry that brainy head of yours McGoo, there's plenty of mysteries that define me." Tony said. "It's part of the DiNozzo charm."
"About five days." An older gentleman walks into the room holding two cups of coffee, answering the question that McGee asked.
The older gentleman is one of the legendary agents of NCIS: Leroy Jethro Gibbs. He is wearing a dress shirt, a casual black bomber jacket, trousers and shoes. On other occasions he would wear a polo shirt instead of the dress shirt. His hair is trimmed very tight at the sides, a sign of a military soldier.
"Of course maybe some mysterious are better left to be disclose." Tony sighs. "Morning Boss. I take it you had a good night?" He looks at the two cups of coffee.
"And why do you think that DiNozzo?" Gibbs approaches his Senior Field Agent, he drinks one of the coffee cups as he stares at him.
"Well I- I mean I saw you and those-" Tony tries to explain himself.
"Gibbs," fortunately for Tony, Ellie calls for her boss.
"What do you got Bishop?" Gibbs asks her.
"Well, there's some cases I have here that you may want to tackle." Bishop says.
"Tackle? Why would I need to pick out from a list of cases?" He walks up to her.
"Well you know we have that lecture meeting to attend for all NCIS agents not working any active cases. And McGee said that you don't like meetings and would take any case to get out of it." Bishop says, quickly throwing him under the bus.
McGee gulps, he goes back to his computer typing furiously away. It is a bad attempt to make it look like he's working. He slowly looks up, peeking his head over the top of his monitor to come eye to eye with Gibbs.
"So Tim, I don't like meetings that much that I need to pick a case?" Gibbs asks him with a stern look.
"Well I- I- I- I am not saying you're that desperate or anything." McGee fumbles over the beginning, "it's just you know, you're not a big fan of those- um…"
"And how would you know that McGee?" Gibbs's stare is drilling a hole in McGee's head.
"Tony told me."
With that Tony tries to walk away, "DiNozzo!" Gibbs calls out.
"Hey boss!" Tony straightens up and spins to face him, "I was just going to see Ducky cause you know I haven't said hi to him yet."
Gibbs motions with his finger to come over to him. Tony walks over to Gibbs, "what's the matter DiNozzo?" He says coolly.
"Nothing boss! You know McGee and I were talking about the sexual harassment lecture, and how we sometimes are stuck in that lecture. Except for of course you, not that you find an excuse to leave, there are no excuses since we catch bad guys and such. I think maybe Tim misunderstood me." Tony talks rather quick, like a child whose just been caught red-handed.
Gibbs's phone rang, "yeah?" He answers.
Tony lets out a breath of relief being save by the call.
"We're on our way." Gibbs hung up, "grab your gear! We got a dead marine in downtown D.C." He tosses the keys to Bishop for she is driving.
Gibbs is the first one ready at the elevators door open. Bishop walks in and-
SLAP!
Gibbs slaps her on the back of the head. "Wha-?" Bishop is confuse as to why.
Tim enters too.
SLAP!
"Sorry boss." McGee apologizes.
Tony came in and places his hand on the back of his head to shield himself. Gibbs didn't try to hit Tony on the back of the head. Gibbs follows in and presses the button. Tony blinks and lowers his hand, "alright!-"
SLAP! SLAP!
Tony celebrates too early as Bishop and McGee slap the back of his head simultaneously. He frowns and looks back at them, for the two of them are smiling. The last thing anybody passing by would see when the elevator doors close is Gibbs smiling.
Futo - Narumi Detective Agency
'Futo, also known as the Windy City to some of the residents here. A beautiful city in which windmills provide plenty of power, a friendly city. However like any other city, a bad wind once blew through and resided in this city for a long time: the Gaia Memories. These devices were distributed throughout the city and caused its citizens to become monsters. Fortunately Futo had itself a mighty protector… and that man is…'
"OW!" A man got smacked by a green slipper. He's been sitting at his desk typing a story on his typewriter.
The man is dressed like a detective from the 1940s: he has a long sleeved purple dress shirt with many thin, white vertical lines on the shirt. A black vest over his shirt with a blue tie that has the brand name "Windscale" on it, black casual pants, which could be black jeans, and black boots that look like shoes.
"The darling husband of the beautiful Aki T." A young woman that can easily be mistaken as a high schooler had smacked the detective again with a green slipper. Her name is Terui Akiko, formerly known as Narumi Akiko.
"OW! Akiko!" The man grabs the spot on his head, "what are you doing?"
"What do you mean 'what am I doing?' You're just loafing around, we are not getting a single customer. Here!" Akiko goes to grab a piece of paper from the table in the next room, "you are going to go out and get us money."
"Ah?!" He looks at the paper: a flyer for a lost cat, "you gotta be joking!" This man is Hidari Shotaro, the self-proclaimed hardboiled detective of Futo. However to everyone else, the "halfboiled" detective since he lets his emotions dictate his actions at times.
"Look Shotaro we need some funds to keep this place from shutting down. I mean granted, I am okay because of my wonderful husband." Akiko smiles happily and spins in place, "and Philip is okay too because Ryu will take good care of him. He can really boost the productivity of Ryu's department, but you Shotaro!" She points her slipper at him boldly, as she walks up to him. "Because of your halfboiled nature you could end as a pet detective for hire."
"Pet detective?" Shotaro begins to imagine the scenario. He pictures himself out in the park holding a bone. He soon finds himself surround by dogs and wolves, and a hilarious turn of events ensue. He is chase around the park by the hungry canines and has to go up a tree to avoid them. The branch he is on breaks and he falls into the pile of dogs, yelling no dramatically. "Nooooo!" Back in reality he is on the floor of the agency pretending to be falling. He stops and looks around. He quickly stands up and composes himself. "That won't happen Akiko."
A young man walks out of the room reading a book, yet the odd thing about the book is that it is blank. He's wearing some odd choice of clothing: He has pink hairpins in his hair, a bracelet on his left wrist, a long sleeve yellow shirt with white vertical stripes, a sleeveless hoodie with no zipper and the length of it reaches a bit pass his knees, and boots. "Ohayō Shotaro." He sits at table reading his book, "oh Aki-chan did you make the coffee today?" He takes a sip.
"Yes I did, Ryu normally makes coffee at home so I did my best to recreate the flavor." Akiko says.
"I see…" he takes a gulp of the coffee, "hmm, it's good Aki. Keep it up, you almost got the flavor." Philip smiles and gestures at her a thumbs up with his coffee.
"Really?" Shotaro gets up from his desk and tries the coffee. "Wow it really is good. Not Terui good, but close enough."
"Aw stop it you two." Akiko smiles with eyes close, blushing and holding her cheeks happily.
"Oi Philip what are you reading about?" Shotaro takes another sip.
"I am reading about the Lost Driver, I am going to create another one." Philip says nonchalantly.
Shotaro almost chokes on his coffee upon hearing the news, "Chotto matte."
"Daijoubu Shotaro." Akiko pats his back.
"Doshite aibou?" Shotaro regains his composure.
"In case of emergencies." Philip begins to explain, "do you recall when you were due to a cold? I became Kamen Rider Cyclone and offered to take the cases on your behalf. There was the Zenkuji case I took where I made my debut with as Kamen Rider Cyclone. I realized that I needed a partner and couldn't handle it alone, fortunately you recovered and we became W. After the case I hid the Lose Driver, and it's the very same one I gave to you following my departure."
"Yeah… I remember." Shotaro recalls Philip's passing. He didn't tell his partner that he cried after reading his message. Some things are better left unsaid.
"I got to thinking about something. What if one of us is incapacitated or the Double Driver is inaccessible. Recall the Arms Dopant incident where your side got blocked, yet we had Fang to help us. This brought me to the idea to create another Lost Driver in case of situations where we're not together."
Shotaro is quiet, as he looks at his partner. Philip did bring up so good points, for when Philip was hunted by Museum in public Shotaro couldn't just go into W. Otherwise Philip would be in his comatose state and be defenseless. Shotaro is intrigue by the idea of literally fighting side by side with Philip in those situations. It reminds him of the time they team up with Kamen Rider Decade, and W's Final Form Ride. Shotaro shivers, getting a chill down his spine.
"You thought of the time Kadoya Tsukasa split us down the middle." Philip says.
"Y-yeah." Shotaro clears his throat, "you do bring up a good reason. Wakatta aibou. I'm all for it, would be cool to fight alongside you in a different manner: the Hardboiled Detective and Child of the Earth. It has a pretty good ring to it."
Philip couldn't help but chuckle at Shotaro's answer, "how very halfboiled of you Shotaro."
"Eh?!" Shotaro approaches his partner, "hardboiled! Not halfboiled!" Shotaro chases him around.
The door to the Narumi Detective Agency opens up. A man walks in, he's wearing a red motorcycle leather jeans, black boots, a black shirt, and a small heart shaped locket necklace around his neck. In addition he has a red leather jacket with an upside blue heart surround by a red flame outline. There's a phrase on the back that is over the flaming heart like a rainbow bridge, which reads "spiritual state of nothingness makes even fire itself cool." This man is Terui Ryu, Akiko's husband and Superintendent of the Futo Police Department's Paranormal Crime Investigation Division.
"Hidari, you're here. Good I need to speak to both you and Philip." Ryu says.
"Doushita Terui?" Shotaro says as he has Philip in a headlock. Both of them look at Ryu, he has a serious yet calm look on his face. He is here for business. Shotaro lets go of Philip.
"There's been another Gaia Memory incident."
"Another one? Perhaps some lingering remains of those cockroaches." Shotaro holds his chin with his finger rubbing it.
"No… if it was then Ryu would not have been here." Philip deduces.
"Correct. The Gaia Memory incident took place in a different location." Ryu said, he crosses his arms.
"That sounds like an annoying battle for jurisdiction." Shotaro sighs.
"You don't know the half of it."
"Huh?"
"The attack took place in…"
Upon hearing the name of location, silence fell upon the Narumi Detective Agency. It is soon broken by a familiar sound of confusion.
"EEEHHHHHHHH?!" Akiko, Philip, and Shotaro exclaim getting super close to Ryu!
Opening Theme: W-B-X ~W-Boiled Extreme~ by Aya Kamiki
Washington D.C. - Downtown
Multiple clicking sounds are heard, for Gibbs's team is taking pictures of the victim and the crime scene. The victim's body is underneath a streetlight laying on the sidewalk: A pool of blood underneath the victim's head and stomach. There are two holes in the victim's gut, stab wounds perhaps. There's blood on the streetlight post, vomit on a mailbox.
"Poor guy, he probably didn't think that he would go out this way." Bishop takes another picture.
"Yeah…" Tony looks around and notices the vomit, "the guy must have been at a party."
"How can you tell?" Bishop asks.
"Well Bishop, an experience senior field agent knows these things. He analyzes his surroundings, the smell in the air." He takes a big deep breath and coughs.
"He overheard Gibbs talking to one of the police officers." McGee says, as he walks by the two. He is going to interview the witnesses.
She raises an eyebrow and looks at Tony, "oh really now? So what else did the senior field agent 'analyze'?" She teases him.
Tony gives her a smile, a smile that says he has the last laugh. "That the probie will be picking up the vomit." He holds up a clear bag, giving it a wiggle.
Bishop furrows her brow and frowns. "…" She grabs the bag.
"What do we got?" Gibbs asks them.
"Oh Gibbs, we got an ID for a Sergeant Daniel Danielson." Bishop says, trying to focus on not losing her breakfast.
"He works at Quantico." Tony says.
The NCIS van drives up to them and coming to a stop. "Alright, keep taking the pictures. Bishop, you missed a spot." He smiles, "taking the scenic route Duck?" Gibbs asks an older gentlemen that is getting out of the van.
"Sorry we're late Jethro. Mr. Palmer and I had a discussion of tenure and seniority in the workplace, and how one should never underestimate the willpower of NCIS personnel." The older gentleman replies. He is Donald "Ducky" Mallard, the Chief Medical Examiner for NCIS. A man in his seventies, though with good health he appears like a man of early sixties, Ducky is a rather short man with short brown hair and blue eyes.
"The van had no gas and I bet that it was indeed Dr. Mallard's turn to fill it up." Jimmy says. James "Jimmy" Palmer is a slim individual, as described by one tattoo-gothic forensic scientist: 'sweet in a nerdy way.' Jimmy is as tall as Gibbs, yet gets nervous around him. He is still a competent and intelligent man that can surprise Dr. Mallard.
"Was it?" Gibbs asks.
"No." Jimmy looks down, "it was mine."
"Yes, well, Mr. Palmer learns a valuable lesson, and will be filling up the van for my next two turns." Ducky chuckles. "Now let us get to work Mr. Palmer."
"Yes Doctor."
"DiNozzo, get this." Gibbs is pointing at a bush, "branches are broken and two small mounds."
Tony takes pictures, "a witness Boss?"
"That or the killer knelt down in a prayer." Gibbs sees a bigger mound that has a big skid mark, "what do you make of this?"
"Either the gardener was trying something new, or a body was dragged?" Tony takes more pictures and marks it.
Gibbs walks over to Ducky, "you got a time of death Duck?"
"Based on the liver temperature, estimate time of death is 7 to 8 hours ago. Ballpark, 1:28am to 1:48am, given the temperature." Ducky replies.
"Cause of death?"
"Ah that would be this stab wound to the sergeant's stomach… or the blunt force trauma on the back of the head." Palmer says, gently moving the head so that Gibbs can see. "The wound could have severed an artery, or the impact could have been from his head hitting the pavement."
"I'll know more when I get our Marine back on the table." Ducky says as he heads back to the van.
Back at the Navy Yard, the elevator doors ding as they open. "Give me an update. What do we got?" Gibbs enters the bullpen.
"Victim is Sergeant Daniel Nathaniel Danielson III, 29." McGee has the lead with the clicker. "Unmarried. No children."
"What, seriously?" Tony looks at the plasma, "geez with a name like that he may as well be an angry reporter asking for pictures of Spider-Man." Tony got deadpan looks from Gibbs and McGee, "you know, James Johan Jameson, the guy who hates Spider-Man. Come on you guys gotta know who he-"
SLAP!
Gibbs slaps him on the back of the head, "let's focus on the pictures of this marine hero."
"Daniel is third generation military, his grandfather was in the army during World War II and his father was in the Navy. He filed applications for the Air Force and Marines after graduating high school. His application got denied for Air Force but not for the Marines. He became a sniper during his time there." McGee says. "Currently stationed at Quantico where he serves as an Instructor for new marine snipers."
"Wow, not bad for the kid. Reminds me of a younger version of you, boss." Tony said.
Gibbs cracks a small smirk. "Suspects?"
"The kid was well liked by his peers and didn't make any enemies besides that ones he has been fighting overseas. He's your average model military man, he didn't get into any altercation between his peers." Tony looks at McGee to bring up the new information, "but he did report something to his Commanding Officer, one of the crew member was caught doping."
McGee pulls up the man, "this is Petty Officer Joseph Okinawa, 30, single and no children. He got dishonorably discharge after they found evidence of him doping. I read that his court-martial got pretty hectic too: couple of punches were thrown by the P.O. but got subdued easily."
"He is a first generation Japanese-American, both parents emigrated from Japan: mom is from Tokyo and father is from… Fut-Too?" Tony tries to say the name of the city.
"Futo." Gibbs corrects him.
"Ah right, thank you, boss."
"After the court martial decision he went off the grid. No one has seen or heard from him again." McGee says.
"You two go talk to his CO, see if you can get any more information." Gibbs says to Tony and McGee, "and where is Bishop?"
"Gibbs." Bishop is standing with a woman next to her, "this is Vivian Green and she has information regarding to the case."
"I… I saw it." Vivian says.
"Saw it?" Gibbs asks.
"Something killed that man, it was a monster." Vivian's eyes dart left to right, paranoia or fear.
"A monster, like the boogeyman?" Tony is skeptical of the woman's story.
Vivian nods rapidly.
"DiNozzo, get her a water." Gibbs orders him, "Miss Green take a deep breath and relax-"
"I'm not crazy. I- I- I have proof." Vivian reaches into her small handbag, she fumbles inside and her items. "Darn it." She just picks up the phone right. "The proof is here. I recorded it on Instagram."
"Instant what?" Gibbs is puzzle.
"Come on boss even I know about Instagram. It's like a Facebook with photos." Tony answers with a smile. Gibbs stares at Tony and that DiNozzo smile is wipe clean off by that stare. "Getting that water boss!" Tony leaves.
"It's a free, online photo-sharing application and social network platform." Bishop explains. "A big photo album that someone shares on the internet."
"Ah." Gibbs somewhat understands it. "Miss Green follow me to conference room."
Vivian shakes her rapidly, "there's more people here. The monster can't attack me if I'm here."
"Alright Miss Green, have a seat. McGee." Gibbs gives her a chair.
"On it," He replies, he talks to the witness, "Vivian if you please." She gives him the phone, and he connects the phone to his computer. He begins to pull up the video, "almost ready, alright got it all set boss."
"Put it up on the plasma."
McGee starts the video, and Tony came back just in time with the water for Vivian. The team watches the video, and they each had different reactions to what is happening: Tony and Bishop go wide-eyed as they couldn't believe their eyes. McGee's jaw drops to the floor, just staring at it. Gibbs on the hand, blinks to make sure his eyes are not playing tricks on him. They are not.
"Pause it." Gibbs asks. He approaches the plasma, "what the hell?"
"That's it! That's the monster!" Vivian stands up quickly, spilling the water on Tony, and points at the screen.
In the pause video, there's a close up on the assailant: the head is shaped like a pointed-egg, a silver metal color and the left side of his face has no eye, the metal is smoothed-over. There's a clear red, horizontal line at eye level starting from the middle of its face, traversing along the left side of his face, to the middle of the back of its head. Its right side of the face has one lone red eye, like a mosquito's eye. There are cracks running vertically on the right side and cracks running horizontally on the left side. The figure has no mouth and is silvery-metal color.
"Gibbs, what is that?" Bishop asks.
"I don't know Bishop,…" Gibbs is slightly speechless, "I don't know."
Futo - Narumi Detective Agency
"Oh my god oh my god oh my god." The woman in the video is whispering in her panic state.
Ryu is showing Shotaro and Philip a video. The video shows a figure standing over somebody laying down on the sidewalk. The figure is laughing manically, "so much power. This feels great." The figure says in English. There is the sound of a branch being snap, and the figure looks towards the direction of the sound, which happens to be looking at the recording device. It growls and makes its way to the woman.
"Oh shit. Oh shit!" The woman was scared.
She is rustling something in the video. The woman has been hiding in a bush all this time. The figure is now closer to her, "Come here!" It shouts at her, and the woman screams for her life! A hand grabs her by the neck, pulling her close enough for the video to capture its face. It was difficult to make out the face due to the nighttime, and the streetlights weren't not helping. Fortunately the moonlight manages to shine down a bit of light, and Philip and Shotaro's expressions turn to shock and disbelief.
"Shotaro isn't that the-…" Philip starts off.
"Metal Dopant?" Shotaro says. "Bakana!"
Akiko is looking over the shoulder of the two and gasps, "Atashi kiitenai!"
The video keeps playing and the figure is breathing heavily. It raises its weapon, there is blood on the weapon, and has it near her face. The woman is scare beyond belief, she pleads with the figure in fear. The figure just laughs, "take a good look! I don't need help!" It shouts towards her phone, directing the comment towards the internet. "To those that wanted to 'help' me, I'll be coming to 'help' you!" The figure shoves the woman away, as she screams it leaves. The video ends.
"This video was uploaded and picked up by the higher ups here in the Futo Police Department. Needless to say that they are outraged upon discovering a Dopant overseas." Ryu says.
"Perhaps they are concern about this becoming an international incident? Typically speaking, Dopants are a problem of Futo, and with some still lingering here in Japan." Philip says.
"There should not be a way for a Dopant user to travel overseas with the Gaia Memory,… back channels?" Shotaro asks.
"We thought of that, I sent a group to investigate and there's nothing to report on that matter." Ryu replies.
Philip looks at him, "which leaves with one likely possibility: the Gaia Memory was purchased overseas."
"Foundation X." Shotaro adds on.
"Currently Foundation X activity is scarce, and with our kouhai riders being inform of them, Foundation X is having difficulty conducting their research without our companions stopping them."
"Logically speaking, it makes sense for them to branch out to an area with little to no Kamen Riders." Philip says, "I derive Foundation X is starting their research in a new country."
"The higher ups want to send me to America: to stop the Dopant, bring the user, find the seller and stop Gaia Memory distribution." Ryu lists off. "Due to the gravity of the situation I requested if I can bring Hidari-san with me. At first they were reluctant to allow that since Hidari is a civilian, demo Inspector Jinno vouched for Hidari, and claimed with Dopants, no other person has more experienced in dealing with them than you."
"Heh, that Jin-san." Shotaro has a modest smile that he tries to tilt his fedora to cover his expression. "So when are we leaving?"
"As soon as possible." Ryu informs him.
"Eh?! D-d-d- demo?" Aki complains.
"Sorry shochō, change of plans." He pats her head, "besides you need to be here for Haruna."
"I know." Aki puffs her cheeks out and turns away.
"I will make it up to you."
"Okay… but you better come back safe, and kick that Dopant's butt." Aki smiles.
"Oi Terui! How are we getting Philip over there?" Shotaro says.
"I have an idea." Ryu says as he looks at Philip and smiles.
Tokyo Narita International Airport
Ryu and Shotaro are waiting inside an airplane, talking about what their plan is and where to start off. Shotrao mentions to Ryu that Philip wants to create another Lost Driver.
"Naruhodo." Ryu says, "it does make sense."
"I know, hopefully he doesn't get too carried away with it." Shotaro says.
"How's he doing?"
"Let me ask." Shotaro moves his vest to reveal the Double Driver. "Oi aibou."
'What is it Shotaro?' Philip replies telepathically.
"Did you find your seat?"
'Very funny.' There's a bit of sarcasm.
"Heh, gomen. You do have a lot of leg room."
"I know, this does save us the cost of a plane ticket." Philip replies.
Philip is current in the cargo hold, sitting down against their motorcycles, working on the new Lost Driver. Ryu got special permission to be authorize to take their motorcycles overseas. On top of the seat of Shotaro's motorcycle is the Xtreme Gaia Memory. Ryu's plan is to have Philip hide in the Xtreme Gaia Memory and camouflage it as a fancy decoration for the exhaust pipes. Shotaro thought it was not going to work, however with Ryu's demeanor, the cargo crew did not second guess him.
"By the way Shotaro, how are you feeling?"
'Why you ask?' Shotaro replies.
"When you saw the Metal Dopant, I saw your hand shake. Demo there was something else, your expression was different… is it about the-!"
'Aibou.' Shotaro interrupts, 'I'll be fine... It can't be a coincidence that Metal appears.'
"Are you thinking it can be a sign of closure?"
'…'
Philip stops working on the Lost Driver and looks down, the Double Driver goes away. He sighs and looks at his Lost Driver, "it's a pattern of misfortune, right Shotaro?" He says to no one.
Shotaro has his hand balled up, resting against his chin. He looks outside the airplane window. "…" He looks down at his other hand, he is holding the Joker Gaia Memory. He then moves it close to his heart, he shuts his eyes slowly. 'I won't let your kirifuda be used for evil again.'
Wynndy: Wow… that's the longest I have ever written a chapter, and boy let me tell you, the hardest thing was finding dates for NCIS. Fortunately for me…. I got Netflix! So I crammed season 13 again, and as for the Kamen Rider side, I'm grateful for the crossover films. Anyways, this has been fun, it's been many years since I wrote a story.
I got the idea from reading many fanfics about Kamen Rider crossovers and NCIS crossovers. There was very little W fanfics, and on the NCIS spectrum, most crossovers are with other TV Shows. Only other show I watch is Sherlock, the one with Benedict Cumberbatch. So I said, "fuck it! I'll write the story!" And bam! I did. And as it turns out, first user to post a Kamen Rider x NCIS crossover. I'm honored. Well everyone thank you for reading it. I will be working on the next one as I go. My brain is fried. Bye!
WAIT!
I can't leave yet without telling you this. Put on this investigative and detective hats on… Who's the kirifuda in Shotaro's thoughts?
