[Super Hero Time]
Tim: Hey readers, well we're stuck in Japan in a conference meeting with our enemies… Don't have any clue why.
Yuliya: But in the next two or three chapters, we're gonna learn the answers to those, and we're also going to have some plot twist as well. So stay tuned.
Tim: for those who read Kamen Rider CLAW, these chapters similar to the origin sub-arcs, which explained our backgrounds; this one is focusing on the Royal Flush Five.
Yuliya: I'm going to stop you there, because you're gonna spoil it if you go any further. Let's get started.
Hashimura made it back to his office, and sat at his desk, activating a hologram, depicting seventeen Kaishi decks.
"All seventeen are accounted for." He said. The decks, then switched over to the holders of each deck: Tim, Yuliya, Nolan, Jessie, Dominick, Tyson, Ken, Marissa, Miranda, James, Mike, Mitsuki, Amy, Josh, Misael, Will… and Hashimura himself.
The hologram cuts out, as Hashimura presses a button on his desk.
"Yes sir!" two agents appeared in no time asked.
"Get the conference room ready for two weeks from now… I'm having a special meeting for some very important people…"
Two weeks later, the CLAWs and FANGs make their way to japan, being completely supported through Hashimura. The airline was free, (First Class) the car service was taken care of (limousines), and everything was too perfect to be true. They knew that this was some kind of trap, but they went along anyway.
"Welcome my guests." Hashimura bowed.
The group jumped out of the cars, as the seventeen members were all gathered in the courtyard of the HQ.
The FANGs recognized the Bushido Riders too easily, but what was more surprising, was that Marissa was with the Neo Royal Flush Five.
"It looks like we've been keeping secrets from each other Amy…" Marissa said feeling a bit surprised.
Jessie and Tyson's eyes met, and the two froze in place.
"It's you…" Jessie mouthed to him. Fortunately, Tyson knows how to read lips.
Tyson nodded and smirked a little, glad that Jessie survived.
"Well now; if it's not too much, I'd like everyone to follow me into the conference room." Hashimura guided his hand towards the front door.
Once everyone was in the room, the lights switched on revealing a table and seventeen seats, each spot labeled with the RFF's card symbol.
"Please, take a seat at your assigned spaces." Hashimura instructed.
The other sixteen nodded and did just so. Hashimura took his seat at the front of the table.
"I would also like to the D-Brids as well." Hashimura said calmly.
And reluctantly, Noah, Jezebel, Tucker and Yuriko all appeared behind their respected human counterparts.
"If you don't mind me asking, ACE of Spades…" Dominick began. "What made you call this meeting out of the blue like this?"
"Well JOKER… As you can see, the next Generation… of the Royal Seventeen is upon us. I decided that it's time for them to learn of their background; why the decks were created, and how they changed History. Let's begin shall we…?
Chapter 23: Ancient History: The Peace Seekers
[Edo Japan, 1610]
A dark stormy night befell a small village, as people ran frantically from the monster that plagued them. Their houses were lit in flames, and innocent people were thrown about. The monster growled fiercely, searching for more victims, as it dashed through. It was a Red and Black Snake-like monster. Its head was shaped like a Cobra and it's scaly body was covered in tribal weapons. The beast was berserk as it roared, and continued its rampage.
Suddenly, amidst the confusion and terror, an armored warrior suddenly stepped up. It was a Samurai, dressed in a black Chest plate, Gauntlets and Shin guards, with a white headband around his forehead. He adjusted his glasses, and stared down the monster.
The Cobra monster gave him an odd look, but nonetheless charged the samurai.
The Samurai tugged against the Red hilted Katana on his waist, and after one strike, the beast fell. The monster's body turned to sand, which melted off from the rain, as a young boy, sleeping, was revealed from it.
"Anata wa eien ni nemuru koto ga arimasu..." (May you sleep eternally...) The samurai said as he picked the boy up. He walked over the burning debris and fallen corpses, returning the boy to his bed, which surprisingly enough, his room was still intact.
The Samurai nodded and walked off, as the rain picked up, dowsing the flames eventually…
The next morning, a group of Samurai walk through the charred ruins of the houses, coming across a small house. They walked into it, finding the young boy and more survivors inside.
"It looks like Shogun Hashimura had his time last night." One of the soldiers said. He turned and noticed the red and black sand scattered. "It must've been a Yume Oni."
"These monsters have become so frequent it's ridiculous; did anyone have any contact with the Daimyo regarding this manner?" The Head Samurai asked.
"The Shogun might've met with him early this morning. I wouldn't put it passed me if they did meet up."
"It's nice to see you old friend." A young man walked up. He was dressed in a Green and Silver Samurai Kimono. He sat down next to the samurai resting against the tree.
"Likewise." The Samurai replied. "Did you receive my message about the Yume Oni attacking a nearby village?"
The man sighed. "These missions aren't getting any easier are they? I might have to resort on calling upon Ninja of a clan I know of."
"That won't be necessary, I assure you." The Samurai sat up. "As long as my men and I are prepared, then there shouldn't be any worry."
"I hope you're right. Their numbers continue to grow, and their individual strength is overwhelming in some instances."
"And yet, as the Shogun, I have proven to have enough power to oppose them. Like I said Lord Hosokawa, leave everything to me."
"I told you, you don't have to be formal with me, Hashimura." Hosokawa waved his hand.
"Don't worry about it; you're the new Daimyo, be proud." He patted his friend on the back.
"Thanks, I'll try to be." He nodded.
The two walked off away from their meeting place; unknown to them that someone was watching them…
"Maybe they can help…"
Later that night at the village, a Mother and her Son walkthrough the marketplace, gathering food for dinner. As the mother goes from stand to stand, the little boy happily bounces his new ball bought for him a few minutes before. He decides to test his strength, and bounces it so high. However he misses catching it and it rolls off. He then goes and chases it, without his mother's knowledge.
The ball rolls into the woods, but that didn't stop the boy from continuing after it. Once it stopped, he picked it up. Unfortunately for him, he realized that he drifted off too far and was lost at this point.
"MOMMA!" he called out, through his frightened tears. He received no answer back.
"MOMMA!" he called out again. "WHERE ARE YOU?"
A sudden growl replied to his calls as he froze up. He looked behind him, staring at a Yume Oni, one based on a Fox.
"You lost kid?" Its feminine voice asked.
The young boy, shaken up with fear, nodded slightly.
She laughed.
"Are…"
"No, I'm not going to hurt you…" She answered. "Take that path over there; it'll lead to the road that'll take you back to the village safe and sound."
"OK… Thank you Onee-San." The boy bowed and took off.
The Fox looked down and noticed that the boy dropped his ball when she appeared. "Hey kid! Oh man, too late." She sighed and took the ball. "I'll get it to him at some point."
"Seems so much like your nature…" a male voice said.
"Is that you Lord Daimyo?" the Fox asked.
Hosokawa walked out from behind a tree. "Yes it's me. It's been a while hasn't it?"
"Yes, so it has been. So what do I owe the pleasure of meeting with you this evening?"
"I've been hearing rumors, that your leader is planning an all-scale attack on our country."
"Well that's news to me." The Fox replied. "Neither I or my three companions heard of such a rumor."
"Keep your eyes out will you? We've lost so much on both sides."
"I'll do what I can Lord. Until then, keep your eyes peeled as well. If what you say is true, then this might not end well with any of us…"
"Thank you for the warning. I'll be careful as well."
The two then departed ways as they walked in opposite directions of each other. Another Yume Oni, one based on a White Tiger (due to its White and Black fur) sat in the tree above.
"So my hunch was right after all…" he told himself. "In that case I better act fast."
The White Tiger Yume Oni jumped out of the tree and ran off.
"So troops, that's the plan." Hashimura closed up his scroll and slipped it onto his belt. Keep watch and if you spot an enemy, do not hesitate to move in and attack, understood?"
"Yes sir!" the samurai saluted. Afterward, they marched off.
A few miles up, the Samurai marched, keeping in formation. A young man walked in front of them, stopping them in their tracks. The Man had slightly shoulder-length black hair and he was dressed in a red and black Hakama uniform, a dragon designed on the back.
"Excuse me sir, this is a restricted area, please evacuate immediately."
The man didn't flinch.
"Did you hear me? Leave or be forced to leave?" the Head Samurai repeated.
The man smirked and looked up. "Yes, I'm not deaf. And no, I'm not leaving; you can't make me leave."
"And why the hell not;" He snapped. He drew his katana and readied himself. "You're going to leave, or we'll have to take extreme measures!"
The man then opened his crimson red eyes. "In that case, so will I…"
He ran through into the army, ducking and weaving from the swipes of the Head Samurai, eventually disarming him. He knocked his Katana into the air and he jumped to catch it. He reached on his belt and casted a stream of Kunai Knives at the others as he dashed through them as soon as he landed; The Head Samurai looked in horror at the man as he wasted away the army with such blinding speed.
"Just what the heck are you…?"
The man laughed and threw the katana back to the Samurai. "The man that just saved your life; be grateful Samurai because this is only the beginning…"
The man disappeared into the darkness, as he looked at his dead soldiers. He then realized that red and black sand was pouring out the armors.
"What is this…?" He threw their helmets off, realizing that only the sand remained, and no person was inside the armor.
"Were my soldiers, Yume Oni this whole time? I need to report this to Shogun Hashimura at once!"
The samurai dashed off back to the camp to meet with the Shogun.
[April 2011, Present Time]
"And so the forces on both ends began to act, the Humans, looking to prepare for the coming threat, and the mysterious 'Yume Oni Samurai.' Our ancestors spent a few days gathering information on these situations, until a new player entered the game called War…" Hashimura briefly finished. "Any questions so far?"
The room was silent, each of the other sixteen members taking in knowledge of what they heard.
"So I guess we weren't invited huh?" Warren's voice echoed through Will's head.
Warren, Ashley and Jake suddenly appeared next to their human counterparts in a similar fashion to the other four D-Brids.
"Well now, what do we have here?" Hashimura asked intrigued. "It seems that I've either forgotten about you or assumed you were dead, how silly of me to not invite you." Hashimura bowed. "I humbly apologize."
"I have a question." Misael spoke up. "What's the deal with the White Tiger Dreamon that appeared?"
"Oh yes… Well you see ACE of Hearts…" Hashimura began, not considering calling Misael by his name. "The White Tiger Dreamon is the only Dreamon in history to not be Red and Black, but instead White and Black. At the time, it was an extremely rare occasion to have someone like him. However it wasn't a bad thing at all, just a rare coincidence."
"There's more to it than that, or else you wouldn't have brought it up." Noah spoke as well. "If you don't mind, I'd like to know what became of him."
Hashimura nodded. "Very well; let's continue…"
[EDO 1610, two days later…]
The White Tiger Yume Oni hopped from tree to tree in this small forest, smelling the very strong scent of blood in the air. Making it to his destination, he finds the source of the smell.
"Is that you Byakko?"
"Brother… What have you done?" Byakko hopped out of the tree to confront the other Yume Oni. The other one, was completely Black, with red striped arms and legs; the Black Tiger Yume Oni.
"I was ambushed, so I killed him. Damn Samurai." The Yume Oni clutched his injured arm.
"Are you hurt?"
"No, it's just a scratch, I'll survive. More importantly, what's the info you get on this 'Full-Scale' attack that Kyubi told you about?"
"It seems that our leaders are planning on gathering enough soldiers to launch an assault during the full moon; they're planning on killing everyone in one night. At the same time, after the reports of the 'Mysterious Red-eyed Man,' taking out their spies the other night, I have the suspicion that we might be dealing with Ninjas as well."
"Well isn't that dandy. There has to be a way to end all of this, more lives will be lost if both sides keep going back and forth like this."
"I know what you mean." Hosokawa said walking up to them. "It's been a while, Byakko, Kurotora."
"Likewise lord Daimyo. What are you doing here of all places?"
"Getting some fresh air." He replied. "Being cooped up in my office is such a bore. I'm a fighter at heart, not a scroll-pusher."
"Daimyo…" Kurotora spoke up. "Did you order Ninja to attack the other night?"
"No, I haven't. Why do you ask?"
"The soldiers who were murdered, there were ninja tools left at the scene. The soldiers ironically, were from our side, so they were spies, most likely out to kill you or the Shogun."
"Well then why bring it up?"
"Because… if Ninja are involved then our leaders will compensate with the number of soldiers and the tactics that follow." Byakko answered quickly.
"Well now, you don't suppose there'd be a fifth Yume Oni on your side do you?" Hosokawa asked.
"A fifth member… We don't know of any such thing." Kurotora replied.
"Well in that case, I should introduce myself then…"
A whirlwind suddenly stirred up over the dead Samurai's body as he stood up, unharmed. He took the armor off, revealing to be the same man from the other night.
"Who are you…?" Hosokawa asked.
"I am known as Jouichi Katsuragi, of the Katsuragi clan of Shinobi."
"I've heard of the Katsuragi Clan, they're powerful Shinobi, masters of deception and extremely well fighters."
"That's flattering to say." Jouichi commented. "However, flattery isn't going to get you out of death…" Jouichi spun a kunai in his hand and charged the Daimyo.
Byakko and Kurotora got in front and blocked the knife strike.
"You two are fast." Jouichi smirked.
"However, they're not as fast as I am…" Hosokawa brought his sword across Jouichi's back, the blood staining the blade.
"Shoot, I missed. He's faster." Hosokawa noticed.
"That was a close one, that's for sure." Jouichi said as he stood in the tree above them.
"Just what do you want?" Byakko asked.
Jouichi held eight fingers up. "Eight volunteers."
"Eight…?"
"Volunteers…?"
"I just may have the key to help destroy the war, if not suspend it for a while."
"And what is that supposed to be, what plan do you have to do something nearly impossible?" Kurotora snapped.
Jouichi smirked. "If it worked on me, then it should work on you too; My idea is…"
Jouichi's body mutated into a Red and Black Armored Dragon; His armor was similar to a Ninja, including the weapon belt and the two Katanas on his back. The trio on the ground looked on at him, awestruck and quite scared in fact.
"A jutsu… that fuses Humans and Yume Oni together…"
[END]
[Super Hero Time]
Nolan: Hey readers, I hope that this was interesting enough; this was EXTREMELY hard to come up with, as shuriken16 knows nothing about Samurai and the 1600's.
Jessie: More action is underway in the next chapter, and the so will the birth of something great as well.
Nolan: So make sure you tune in and read for yourself, the exciting conclusion (possibly) of this jump back in history. Good Night