Hello all you Boils and Ghouls!
Before we begin... I want to say thank you to everyone that's supported the story thus far. With everything that's been going on IRL, the story's kinda been put on the backburner for a while, but I do work on chapters when I have free time.
Hopefully, I'm able to finish the arc soon and be able to proceed to the next one. That's when the juicy stuff comes in. Also, be prepared for some new faces in this chapter!
Before we begin, let's start off with the reviews.
Revamped Persona, while I am glad I got the intended effect out of you, that is not his Bugster; it's just his Union.
phoniex45, Kamen Rider Chronicle WILL be used in THIS chapter.
Raidentensho, I have not seen even Vol. 4, so anything up until THAT point may not be used in the story. The Bugster Union was, indeed, based off of Death Ghidorah, King Ghidorah, and Kaizer Ghidorah, so that should come as no surprise. The Raptors' reproduction mechanic was, indeed, inspired by the Shriekers of Tremors II. As for Jaune's Semblance... I'm not so sure.
reynardgautama, thanks for the compliment and I hope to hear more from you.
Now let's be on our way! On with the story - WAIT! We haven't gotten the disclaimer out of the way!
ONWARD TO THE DISCLAIMER!
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)-Legend-(
"Yo!" - Speaking
'Is he an idiot?' - Thinking
"Dearest love," - Reading
"Kaishin no Ippatsu!" - Specials
)-CoRRUpT3d PoV-(
Data Log Entry 10
Subject: Catastrophe
Entry Log: I cannot BELIEVE that insufferable wrench*! Her plan not only fails stupendously, it has outright BACKFIRED! The stress of seeing his soulmate being near critically injured has sent Dichro's viruses into a rampaging growth spurt that has somehow caused both strains to fuse together! This is only an assumption as I can only vaguely sense the virus itself; however, another theory is that they had forged this merged virus quite some time ago by complete and utter chance. Because of this, the virus is incapable of creating a Bugster of its own as it has no base data to work with. What's more is that this particular strain is completely out of control; it has no sense of ally or enemy. If my hypothesis is correct, the virus will slowly destroy the boy's body; along WITH the other two viruses, until it dies out with nothing remaining - leaving ME without a way to leave this heaven-forsaken realm!
All I can do at this point is to assure myself of this; if that boy perishes before I am done with him, I will make ABSOLUTE CERTAIN that Salem suffers IMMENSELY for this transgression! I will NOT be denied of ANYTHING! Not godhood! Not total domination! Not even freedom!
If there was EVER a time that I would hope someone was intelligent enough to use ANY of my grand works, NOW is that time.
)-Unknown Location-(
)-First Person PoV-(
'Ugh... My head hurts...' I complained to myself as I tried to open my eyes... 'Matter of fact... My 'everything' hurts...' When I had first started to look around and saw nothing but pitch black all around me, I thought I had failed to open my eyes and tried to rub them... As I brought my hands up, however, I noticed that I could see them clear as day; same went to the rest of my body as I looked down, but the surprises didn't end there...
Someway... Somehow... I had been restored to my true body!
I still had my tiki necklace, sure, but that was the only thing from my Remnant self that was actually from my old body. I propped myself onto my elbows and looked down to see my dark blue and green plaid pajama pants and my old silver-colored t-shirt. I continued to inspect myself and noticed that, even though I wasn't as muscular as I was on Remnant, I was in better shape than I used to be. As I sat up fully, the smallest definitions of an athletic build appeared on my arms as I experimentally flexed them. Leaning forward to try and inspect my torso, I noticed my chocolate brown hair falling to either sides of my head and pinched a lock of it and tugged it to try and discern if I was dreaming or not.
"Ow!" Nope, I wasn't dreaming, and that hurt...
I climbed up onto my own two bare feet and started to look around in utter confusion for a little while before I asked aloud to what I had assumed was no one in particular, "Where the hell am I?"
"Do you mean in the physical sense or in your current metaphysical state?" I heard someone else reply back; startling me into jumping forward and turning around into a kickboxing stance. I had no idea what I was expecting, to be honest, but the two guys in front of me was definitely not it by any stretch of the imagination. The first happened to be a spiky and crimson-haired guy, with outrageously large eyebrows that laid ontop of his white headband, staring at me rather intensely from what I could tell with his bright red eyes; I swear, he could give Might Guy and Rock Lee a run for their money with those carpet brows of his! The only thing bigger than his eyebrows were the pair of red boxing gloves with white wrist straps over his hands. The only article of clothing the guy wore was a pair of what I could only assume were red gi pants that were torn at the hems of his legs; everything else was as bare as an empty apartment room. The guy had a really muscular frame - almost like a body builder's - which only added to his intimidation factor. The other, though, was giving me the same vibe as... Oh what was that archer guy on that show about dead people...?
I couldn't think of it, but the cold, emotionless gaze he was giving me with those icy-blue eyes of his gave of a dangerous vibe.
Anyway, he was only slightly taller than this friend and had mid-neck length dark blue, almost black, hair that was oiled and brushed straight down and parted straight down the middle to keep his face revealed. He had on a pair of half-frame glasses that rested on the bridge of his nose that he adjusted by pushing on the rim with his middle finger. He was wearing what looked to be a navy blue short-sleeved hoodie with yellow trim around the ends of the sleeves and over his front pockets along with a white long-sleeved shirt underneath that had a jigsaw puzzle piece outline on the front; his simple blue jeans and dark-blue boat shoes seemed to fit in with the casual but dangerous aesthetic he seemed to go with. Overall, the two of them were rather intimidating, so, together, it didn't take them long to have me worried about my safety.
Taking the words one of them said into consideration, I had decided to look around a little more and shrugged slightly as I said "Both?" in a rather confused and questioning matter.
The guy with the glasses nodded as he rested his hands inside his hoodie's side pockets and started to explain what was going on. "Then we'll start with the simplest to elucidate," he began, "Physically, your body is inside an abnormally enormous Bugster Union; one which, I must confess, is targeting the nearby city and is on the move there as we speak -"
"Hold on!" I cried out, interrupting him, "Before you finish that thought, how do you know about Bugster Unions?" The guy simply scoffed at me and said that he will get to that once my earlier questions were answered.
"As for the metaphysical aspect of where you currently reside," he resumed coldly, "I must ask first if you are familiar with the concept theory of a 'mindscape'." I simply nodded and allowed him to continue; I mean there have been shows and books that do things in one's mind, so why would this be any different? Though that did bring to question why 'my' mindscape was so barren... "Very good, then expounding on the current situation will be that much less difficult of a task. Before I begin, I believe my brother and I neglected to introduce ourselves. I am Azul; the mascot of the game Perfect Puzzle which is also one of the components of your Gashat Gear Dual which is now in the custody of one of your friends. Which one, however, I am unfamiliar with. The stern fellow to my left is my brother, Rojo; the mascot of the game Knockout Fighter which is the other component." As he said this, he motioned to the man next to him who then nodded at me; to which I returned the gesture with my own before I added all the information together and came to a realization.
"So wait; you two are the Bugsters?!" I exclaimed in a cross between panic and fury.
"Correct," Azul replied rather curtly as he took out his right hand to adjust his glasses once more, "However, just because we are Bugsters does not mean we are any less prisoners in this scenario than you are."
'Okay, that's not a good sign,' I thought to myself in concern, but before I could ask what he meant, he began his speech once more. "As for where we are, metaphysically, we are NOT in your mindscape, I'm afraid as I am sure you've already questioned yourself on how this place looks so barren," he stated as he motioned to the void that we were in, but just as I was about to ask whose this was, then, he seemingly answers my question as if reading my mind, "We are currently residing within my brother's mindscape; as much as I loathe to admit it..."
The man in question, Rojo, turned to his brother and tilted his head slightly as he asked, "Remind me again what a mindscape is?"
"And now you see why it is little more than an empty, black void," Azul stated as he looked at his brother with a deadpanned expression. I stared in slight disbelief before I shook my head rapidly; trying to dispel whatever cobwebs were left in my head as my train of thought returned once more to the matter at hand - the fact that a Bugster Union is now running amok in the world. Turning to the pair, I pleaded for them to tell me if they knew of a way to stop the Union's rampage.
"Kid, we done tried everything..." Rojo moaned out in defeat as his shoulders hung loose, "Bashing it. Smashing it. Trash-talking it... Nothing's worked."
"Indeed, I, too, have exhausted all possible methods of regaining control over the Union..." Azul declared as he closed his eyes and crossed his arms, "Sadly, this Union is unaffected by anything we do to it directly. For, you see, this Union was manifested from an unnatural mutation brought upon by the unintended amalgamation of mine and my brother's viruses - in other words, it is a cross virus." He scoffed slightly as he continued to explain, "What's more, this virus is attempting desperately to form a Bugster it has no data on; which, in effect, is in the same manner of a computer trying to load a deleted executable file." I thought about this for a moment and it brought up when my best friend tried something similar and ended up essentially killing her computer because of it... Which meant...
"In other words, this union is killing all three of us trying to form this non-Bugster...?" I asked in concern, to which I got a nod of affirmation in return. 'Great,' I thought disdainfully, 'I'm gonna die in someone else's head.'
"However..." Azul interrupted my musings as he gave a small semblance of a smirk, "There may be a way for us to at least hinder this Union regardless of our inability to directly stop it." This had peaked my interest, so I nodded in affirmation to allow him to go on explaining what he meant. "You see, while we are not responsible for the formation of the Union, my brother and I are still, in fact, linked to it as a source of power. If you sever that link by curing yourself of our viruses, it will reduce the monster's level dramatically and allow the two of us to escape, if we so choose, and engage the creature directly OR we can remain here and use the remains of our virus to fend off the life drain long enough for the Kamen Rider to complete the surgery in order to separate us from you."
"What?" was all the Knuckles wanna-be said before his brother sighed in exasperation. Azul turned to the red-haired man and stated, "In short, he plays our games and clears them, we can help him in return. We cannot afford to lose ourselves to a mutant virus." I perused through his words thinking that, even though they are Bugsters, they still had the same stakes in this situation as I did; if we didn't work together, all of us would die. Then I got to thinking about what he mentioned they would do before the words "for 'the' Kamen Rider" to replay in my head. Something in me snapped the pieces together as my eyes widened in shock before I called out to Azul, "Hey! You said something about 'the' Kamen Rider?" At his nod, I continued to prod him on the subject, "I thought I was the only Kamen Rider because no one else can use the GGD? And even then, wouldn't they be killed by it?"
"Once it has found a suitable player, any subsequent players until the initial player's demise would, indeed, suffer a fatal dosage of both of our strains of the virus," he explained as he readjusted his glasses, "However, I was not aware of the fact that you did not see the other Kamen Rider." As he said this, his hand motioned behind him and what appeared to be a REALLY old TV set appeared out of nowhere. The image on the old, dilapidated box was fuzzy with scattered static across it, at best, but I could see a brown-colored figure facing down that I assumed was one of the Union's heads. Walking closer to the screen, I was able to get a clear view of the figure; it was a Ride Player!
... With cat ears?!
)-Earlier-(
)-With Blake and Ruby-(
"Whatever's making those noises sure is creepy sounding, huh Blake?" Ruby asked her sister's partner as she filled up another jar with red tree sap; setting it aside with the other four jars she had filled and hidden under some leaves as per Ren's recommendation.
As another distant roar echoed through the forest, said Cat Faunus' ears shot straight up as her body shivered with a cold chill running down her spine; the very sound to most people would be unsettling, but to someone like Blake it was made worse with her hearing. "You don't know the half of it," she replied to her team's leader as she started to fill up another jar while fighting back goosebumps. The sound reminded her of something from one of those horror films that Jaune had shown them. As Ruby was turning back to get a new jar, she noticed something jutting out of one of Blake's pockets; a black rectangular piece of what she assumed was plastic at first glance. Ever the inquisitive youth, the crimson reaper had asked her older friend what she had in her pocket was.
This, in turn, got Blake to turn to the younger girl in confusion before looking down and noticing the device sticking out of her pocket out of embarrassment. Pulling it out, she held it up to look at it and sighed before saying, "Look, I meant to tell you and Weiss last night, but I was too exhausted trying to make up for the schoolwork..." Turning the device to where her partner's sister could see it, she explained that, to hers and Professor Ozpin's knowledge, it was what Dichro called a Gashat. When asked why it was so small, the Cat Faunus mentioned, "The device that Dichro has is special. This that I'm holding now is supposed to be a normal Gashat judging from the size; at least that's what Professor Ozpin thinks." As she inspected it, Ruby took note of the individual silhouettes that made up the background until she noticed something about the last two in the far back. She couldn't quite place it, but the young reaper kept getting the impression of déjà vu when she saw them. She tried to voice her suspicion, but, before a word could escape her mouth, both girls heard a rather loud scream, similar to a warcry, echoing from the distance. Blake immediately went defensive as she grabbed at her weapon's hilt whilst Ruby had asked her feline Faunus friend if she heard that. Blake's only reply was a curt, "That was Dichro," as she drew Gambol Shroud.
Hearing the unsheathing of metal, the leader of Team RWBY held up a hand to stall Blake before turning her head enough to see the Cat Faunus and told her, "Don't. I can use my Semblance to get in and out a lot faster than you can." Taken aback slightly at this, she tried to ask the crimson reaper if she was sure about that, to which the girl's reply was a simple nod before she made a dash for the area. Too bad she never made it three feet in front of her; as she made her charge, the students still gathering sap all started to cry out in shock and horror as a swarm of what looked to be a new type of Grimm started to stampede through their area. Several of which slammed head-first into Ruby and sent her sailing into the air before landing in Blake's arms just as the black assassin made a leap for the younger girl. Wrapping her arms around her partner's sister's torso, the Cat Faunus brought her legs up and landed on top of one of the creatures' heads before leaping off and into one of the larger trees' branches for safety. Looking around, it was clear several of the other students were just as wise in their decision; least of which included Jaune, whose clothes were partially covered in blasted ash as if he detonated a mine, hanging from his sword impaled into the tree, across the path from hers and Ruby's, he was on with his feet being used as leverage to keep him up as well as Ren who was simply crouching on one of the lower branches of the same tree the blond knight was on. Said knight turned to his teammate and asked him if he knew what the creatures were, to which he got a shake of the raven haired young man's head of negative in reply.
Blake called out to Jaune and Ren to see if they were alright. Ren nodded affirmatively while Jaune gave a simple thumbs-up. Taking a look around, it seemed as though the supposed Grimm weren't even interested in the students at all; almost as if they were in a hurry to get away; from what, the Cat Faunus couldn't quite place it, but she could tell there were a LOT of them - even moreso than a normal Beowolf pack.
"I think they might be a new type of Grimm!" they heard Quartz yell out from her position atop a tree further out to Blake's right, "I've never seen nor heard of Grimm that look like these before!"
"They also look like they're running away from something!" Blake added as she continued to observe the new Grimm. Before anyone could ask what she meant, though, a powerful crackling roar echoed out which nearly shook those that weren't holding or latched onto their trees out; even Ren had to switch from crouching to wrapping his arms and legs around the branch as it shook. As the group turned to the direction the sound presumably came from, their eyes all went wide in shock and horror at the gigantic monstrosity before them; a bubbling mass of purple goo shaped like a three-headed, wingless, quadrupedal dragon. The creature unleashed another crackling roar as it started to march onward towards Vale.
"I think we just found out what they were running from!" Ren called out as he started to hop from his branch down to the ground, now clear of the strange Grimm.
"It's headed for Vale!" Ruby stated as she freed herself from Blake's arms and fell to the ground onto her feet.
"Of course, Captain Obvious, but why? It's clearly not a Grimm from the looks of it," Weiss observed aloud as she drew her weapon. "Who cares why, we have to stop it!" the crimson reaper shot back as she converted her weapon into its rifle mode.
"I'm not too sure..." Blake started to say as she hopped back down onto the ground, "But I think that's the thing Dichro was warning us about; I think it's another Bugster."
The group turned to her in shock before turning their attention back to the creature, though it was Pyrrha who was the first to ask, "You mean that thing is the same as Quartz here?" Blake simply shook her head negative before replying, "I'm not entirely sure, but if I had to guess, I would say that it was either another Bugster or one of those Unions he tried explaining to us."
"Either way, we need to find a way to slow it down," the Spartan interjected as she drew Milo and converted it into its rifle mode before turning to Ruby, "Ruby; help me draw its attention." With a quick nod, both girls hoisted their weapons to eye level and took aim at the middle head's neck before they opened fire on it. Both shots sailed through the air as they precisely nailed the creature's spine. Instead of the usual impact, however, the shots both flew straight through the mass as if it wasn't even there with bold light blue letters appearing where each shot had landed on the creature's neck; each one spelling out "MISS!" as they made 'contact' with the creature's skin. All those present to the scene could only stare in shock at what they just barely witnessed; had any of them blinked, they would most definitely have missed the bold words spelling out the futility of their situation with none moreso shocked than the two who had fired the shots in the first place.
"WHAT!?" both the Spartan and the crimson reaper cried out in dismay as the creature continued its march towards Vale.
Blake was the first to recover as she pointed out, "That proves it; that thing HAS to be a Bugster. Nothing but another Bugster or a Kamen Rider can damage it."
"Which means we need someone to go find Dichro to take care of this thing because Quartz is all but useless," Weiss declared. While Quartz knew this was true, it didn't mean the heiress' words stung any less; she had no way of manifesting her powers ever since she took on a human form save for her teleportation and entering her scroll. As the white haired girl turned to Ruby as if to tell her to begin the search, her actions, however, were interrupted as she heard the stern voice of their professor tell them, "I'm afraid that will not be possible." As the students turned to look for the source of the voice, they find Goodwitch using her riding crop to levitate what appeared to be the GGD. Ren immediately ran to a bruised up Nora's side after seeing her carrying a heavily injured and weaponless Yang draped over her shoulders with Magnhild being carried by a less than flustered Coco. At seeing her half sister in the condition she was in, Ruby cried out her name in shock and horror as she made a beeline for Yang; almost running into Ren along the way. Weiss could only stare in shock at seeing what was arguably one of the strongest people she's known since her sister in such a terrible state. Jaune cringed in disgust at seeing the mess the blonde brawler had become whilst Pyrrha held in a mortified gasp with a hand cupped over her mouth. None, however, were hit hardest about her condition than Quartz whose face slowly contorted from shock to realized horror when she saw the GGD being held up in the air and looked once more to the monstrous beast. Blake wanted to ask what had happened, but the Bugster girl had beat her to the punch by asking if the creature was actually Dichro. At this, everyone's attention shifted to her, easily startled by the realization that their friend had become a monstrosity, only for whatever hopes they had for her to be wrong to be shot down as Glynda stated solemnly, "Simply put, that thing that's attacking... IS Dichro."
"What the hell?!" cried out Jaune as he motioned to the monster, "You seriously mean that thing's Dichro?! How the hell are we supposed to even DO anything, then?! We can't harm it in the sense that it's still our friend in there somewhere AND the fact that it's literally IMMUNE to anything we do to it!"
"How are we supposed to deal with that thing?" Weiss demanded as she became just as flustered as the blond knight right as the creature had roared once more. Looking back, they noticed it was almost to Vale before it rammed into something; hard. As it made contact, the area shimmered with a light blue energy that pulsed around the entirety of the city, giving off an almost dome shape with small, transparent hexagon shapes stacked together to give it its shape. Seeing this, Quartz exclaimed that the Vale Blossom Tower's force-field generator must have activated on its own like it would in "SKYLINERS".
"Which means the tower's almost fully automated?" Blake asked in curiosity, to which she got a negatory answer from the Bugster girl. Ruby took the time to front the unasked question by saying, "Only the force-field is fully automated; everything else still needs people running it. Regardless, it means we have some time to figure something out."
"But not long," Quartz interjected, "That field was meant to prevent Grimm from getting inside; not another Bugster."
"Ss'not a Buh... Bugster..." Yang stuttered out as she gasped for air, "Ss'a... Union..."
"Yang, please try to rest," Ruby tried to request her sister, but it was unheard as she continued.
"Kill it... To separate... Virus from... Dichro..."
"But HOW?!" once more, the heiress demanded, "HOW are we supposed to do that if we don't have another Kamen Rider?!"
"Especially a level 1," Quartz added in, "I remember once hearing Dichro talk about how only a Level 1 Kamen Rider can safely separate a Bugster from its host."
"That... Kinda makes things even more difficult..." Jaune stated as another ground-shaking impact can be heard. Blake took the time to look at the device in her hands as she thought about what the old man had said; about how it could grant her the power to defy Oum himself. 'If there was ever a time I needed that power,' she mused to herself as she gripped the device harder, 'Now would be that time. I cannot stand here idly while my friends suffer for my inaction... I've already had too many suffer for that.' Turning to the creature as it slammed its massive heads against the field, the Cat Faunus glared harshly at it whilst thinking, 'This is my chance to help right some of the wrongs I've committed; to bring justice back to my actions... And to prove that I won't let my friends down!'
"I'll deal with it..." Blake stated coolly as she brought the device up above her shoulder.
"What do you mean 'you'll deal with it'?!" Weiss questioned in shock, "That thing will squash you like you were a leaf on the ground!"
"I don't care; we don't have any other options and time's running out," the Cat Faunus replied as she gripped the device in her hand harder. As if to prove her point, the creature stood on its hind legs and slammed its forelimbs into the force field; once more causing the light blue energy to pulse around the city. She lifted the device and inspected it swiftly to see if there was anything she could do with it, but all she could find was the single button on the side. "Here goes nothing..." she mumbled to herself in uncertainty as she tapped the button with her thumb. Upon doing so, a strange sound similar to a chime echoed out as the panel lit up a lime green color. The panel flashed with each word a somber disembodied voice spoke out as it announced the activation of the Gashat.
"Kamen Rider Chronicle!"
All of a sudden, a quick and seemingly dramatic music began to play as a pulse of lime green energy shot out from it. Anything that wasn't a living being and came into contact with the pulse became split apart into small, lime-colored cubes before reforming back together as it passed. Looking around, nothing seemingly appeared behind her, but it was evident that the device was working. 'Perhaps it needs another action...' she deduced as she looked at the device once more, ignoring her friends' confusion as to what they had seen, 'Maybe pressing the button again will trigger something?' She pressed it and felt a rather odd sensation running up her arm before spreading throughout her entire body from her core. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't entirely unpleasant either; along the lines of lightly rubbing sandpaper across her skin if she had to assume. Her body began to be enveloped by a white light along with the outlines of yellow squares as her silhouette began to conform to a plain shape that soon started to take on a slightly more androgynous form. As this was going on, a quick-paced techno tune was playing out from the device as another, more electronic and energetic voice announced a rather strange phrase.
"ENTER THE GAME! RI-RIDING THE END!"
As the tune finished, the light and squares all dispersed to reveal Blake's new form; an almost entirely black suit with white lines along the outer sides of her legs and waist with a chestnut brown torso piece that had a short collar around her neck and a tan chestplate which had a black section covering where her now flat chest's pecks were, a pair of chestnut brown pads covering her shoulders with bands directly underneath them and around her wrists, a silvery white belt across her waistline, and silvery white plates of metal across her forearms and the backs of her hands. On her legs was another set of chestnut brown bands across her mid-thighs and above her ankles with those having an enlarged face portion with upsidedown cream colored triangles, chestnut brown trim going over and along the bottom sides of her new feet, and a cream colored knee pad and shin pad adorning each of her shins and knees. Her helmet was mostly tan colored with a chestnut brown W above where the mouth would be that helped to shape her visor which also happened to be tan colored. The entire top of the helmet as well as the eyes were that same chestnut brown as the rest of the suit. Atop the helmet were a pair of small, triangular ears. Looking herself over, she had no words to describe the odd sensation of such a 'transformation', if she could call it that. As she glanced over the arm she held the device in, the gashat soon disintegrated into white pixels that were absorbed into her chest. 'Guess I won't have to worry about that for now...' she mused as she continued to inspect herself in awe.
Her friends were more of a mixed bag as they bore witness to the transformation, though once more she ignored them as she looked at her HUD. There was nothing particularly special about it, in her mind; showing the usual health and power meter, the latter of which was completely empty, near the top left side and on the top right side having nothing except a single '1' on it where her level would be.
'Wait...' she mentally told herself as she looked at it again, 'That's...' Hope began to swell inside her as she broke out into a grin. "I'm a Level 1!" she exclaimed, "I can actually stand a chance against it!" Her teammates and allies all looked at her in shock at the exclamation before Ruby broke out in a cheer for her friend to kick the monster's ass.
"If you honestly believe this will work," Ren began to say as he brought a hand to his chin, "Then I believe you."
"Well, I don't 'believe' this will work," Glynda interjected with Weiss agreeing with her, "but it's the best option we have at the moment."
"Yo, partner..." Yang called out weakly with a small smile. As Blake turned to her injured teammate, the blonde brawler shakingly held up her hand in a thumbs-down pose as she told her, "Take tha thing... down..." With a simple nod, she turned back to the creature which was now turning back around to bring its gaze onto the group, or more specifically Blake, as if responding to a challenge. The Cat Faunus brought her hands together and cracked her knuckles before breaking out into a run at the creature as she began to muddle on what this situation means for her. 'If I can beat this thing...' she mused as she ran at rather high speeds towards it, 'If I can actually free a Kamen Rider... Then I stand a chance at actually making my dream... No... My ideals into reality.' The creature lifted its front left claw into the air and started to bring it down on top of her. Catching sight of this, she narrowly rolled out of the way and brought herself back up to her feet, almost ignorant of the shockwaves, and slammed her right foot into the heel of the creature's foot; which actually made the creature's entire leg slide forward and caused it to stumble onto its left side, eliciting a crackling honk of surprise as it crashed into the ground. Blake once more rolled away from the impact site as she continued to think on the possibilities.
'This world deserves to live in peace with harmony being brought to the innocent and justice to the guilty,' she mused as she stood back up to take in the sight of the creature as it started to straighten itself back up.
'And Kamen Rider Blake will be the one to bring it all.'
)-xXx-(
And there you have it; I know the ending seems really rushed, but I didn't want anyone out there to wait any longer for an actual chapter...
Once more, I apologize for how long this took to get out, but I am not going to abandon it. So until next time...
See you next game!
*wrench(n) = something unpleasant that happens and that causes you to feel emotional pain