Hello all, and welcome to Chapter 3!

I'm sorry to say that this story will now be on hiatus for a little while. I now have my main fanfic binder back, and my new priority is Part Four of my Digimon series 'Return to the Digital World'. I've been pretty generous to you all, since my usual MO is to post a new chapter every two weeks, and this other story has been on-hold for nearly a year for those who've been following since I started posting revised versions of the first three parts, and five years for those who've been following me since the beginning. As much as I love this story, and as much as I've gathered that you guys like it, those readers who've been waiting for five years take priority. Don't worry, I'll do my best to make sure you don't have to wait that long.

On a happier note, I'm pleased to present this newest chapter and finally feature some action! For those readers more familiar with Criminal Minds, this will be the last chapter in which the FBI agents do more freaking out than anything else. I have been working on a scene for Ch 4 in which they finally get to show off their expertise.

Oh, and if anyone knows how to pronounce Irish, can you please let me know how to pronounce 'Seaimpíní'?

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Kamen Rider Fourze (or any other Kamen Rider shows) or Criminal Minds

WORD COUNT: 2202

Tuesday, February 17th, 2015

JJ had been hoping for a break in this case, but she hadn't expected it to come in the form of an Interpol agent who was also apparently a part-time superhero. The speed with which he got the ID of one of their Unsubs was a bit suspicious, but he insisted that his contacts simply had an excellent researcher, whose methods were, unfortunately, classified for his own safety. His tone and the look on his face when he insisted on secrecy betrayed how protective he was of this researcher. That person had to be either a fellow Kamen Rider or someone close to them, similar to the Kamen Rider Club.

Because it was rather obvious that he'd been part of that club, even though he'd avoided coming out and saying it. He'd said he had experience with Zodiarts, and had brought up the Club, plus he was the right age to have still been in high school three years ago, and it explained his detailed knowledge on and experience with the Zodiarts. The other Kamen Rider he had on-call, along with their 'support crew', would have made up the rest of the membership. The mother in her couldn't help but feel sorrow at the fact that the situation over there had gotten so bad that teenagers had had to step in to do the job of the police. Normal high school students shouldn't have to deal with the responsibility of having to save the world.

Actually, now that JJ thought about it, Sakuta had mentioned that the other monsters that had appeared in the US were his contacts' 'own brand of enemies', indicating that they were, in fact, closely affiliated with another Kamen Rider, at the very least. It didn't explain how they were able to identify Acqua, but it did explain how they knew so much about Foundation X. And it added weight to the possibility that it was why Sakuta was so protective of their researcher. They might be brothers-in-arms.

Now, they were pulling up to the address Sakuta's contact had given them for one Ciro 'Cirino' Acqua, the man using the Cetus Switch (Reid had commented on the irony that a man with a surname meaning 'water' in Italian would become a creature modeled after a mythical sea monster). As the lead agency in the investigation, the FBI went into the small, run-down apartment first, with Sakuta behind them, already wearing his special belt (or Driver, as he'd called it), along with local police.

Acqua appeared to have been watching TV when they came in, and the appliance just conveniently happened to be in the room with the fire escape window. Worse, he wasn't alone. Two other men and one woman had happened to be in the apartment with him, and had escaped along with him. Hotch caught the last guy as he was about to exit. "Freeze! FBI!"

The thug froze, one foot on the sill. Morgan pulled him away from the window and jumped though it himself, giving chase with Sakuta and one of the local cops right on his heels. Hotch and Rossi went back out in hopes of cutting them off while the rest stayed behind to clear the rest of the apartment and read the captured suspect his rights.

Ryūsei was almost enjoying himself as he and Agent Morgan chased the suspects through the back alleys (the other officer having fallen behind). Their quarry was skilled enough to navigate the alleys and keep some distance ahead of their pursuers, hopping over dumpsters and other crap lying around with some impressive parkour skills. But Ryūsei himself was far from lacking in that department, and while he'd managed to overtake Morgan, the older agent was still keeping up well enough.

The suspects' luck ran out, however, when they took a wrong turn and wound up stuck in a dead end. Acqua, identified from his mug shots from previous arrests, was bitching the other guy out about screwing up when they cornered them.

"FBI!" Morgan announced, raising his weapon, "Put your hands on your heads and get down on your knees!"

The second guy looked ready to obey, but Acqua scoffed and revealed the small item in his hand: A Zodiarts Switch.

"Don't do it!" Ryūsei yelled, but Acqua hit the button anyway. Everyone else in the alley was pushed back slightly by a powerful gust of wind as the gangbanger was surrounded by a black mist, fifteen spots of light forming the Cetus constellation before the Cetus Zodiarts emerged.

This Zodiarts was on the bulkier side, his body primarily green that faded to yellow by the end of his clawed, webbed hands. His legs were the same, and he had a long, thick, scaled tail with a deep red tailfin. His head, however, was more reptilian than fishlike, with a huge, gaping mouth full of long, white teeth like daggers.

Ryūsei wasted no time transforming into Meteor while Morgan moved to the side, still covering the non-Zodiarts suspects. He charged at Cetus with a loud battle cry, delivering a flurry of punches and kicks. But the Zodiarts's hide was tough; he was barely pushed back a couple steps without even moving to defend himself. Then Cetus swung at him with a powerful blow, but he was slow and Meteor ducked. Cetus then fired a powerful jet of water from his mouth, which Meteor also had to dodge, as it actually did damage to the brick wall behind him. Nothing serious, but Ryūsei himself wasn't exactly made of bricks, so he obviously wouldn't have been as lucky.

Backing away, he decided on a different tactic. He reached for the module on his right wrist and selected Jupiter.

'Jupiter! Ready? Okay! Jupiter!'

Ryūsei drew his fist back as the Cosmic Energy gathered around it, forming a large replica of the planet. "WATCHAAA!" he yelled as he swung forward and nailed Cetus right in the solar plexus. Cetus went soaring backwards, crashing into the brick wall behind him. It was almost too easy. Even high school students had put up a better fight than this. He supposed that Acqua had simply assumed that it would be easy, out of arrogance, and hadn't made an effort yet. In that case, it would be best to finish him now before he could correct his error. "Time for a Limit Break."

But before he could reach for his Meteor Switch, he was distracted by a yell from behind. Ryūsei turned around to see Morgan backing up, reaching for the special weapon strapped to his back, as a second Zodiarts charged at him. Acqua's male accomplice was laughing triumphantly, but the female was nowhere to be seen. She must have had a Switch of her own.

Her Zodiarts form was a Centaur with a mahogany horse's lower half, and a distinctly feminine upper body with dark purple armour with pink accents, holding a black crossbow. A dark purple Spartan helmet hid her face from view. By Ryūsei's guess, this was the Centaurus Zodiarts.

"Agent Morgan!" The cop who'd been chasing with them had finally caught up, and was already aiming his weapon. His shots were well-aimed, but the bullets bounced off the breastplate of the armour. Centaurus turned and fired an energy bolt in the officer's direction. The man's instincts were good, and he threw himself to the side, but the bolt hit a pile of crates behind him and caused a small explosion, tossing him into a wall. The officer hit the bricks hard and slumped to the ground.

By then, Morgan had gotten his new weapon in his hands and began firing just as Ryūsei had shown him and his team. His shots were just as accurate as the officer's, but far more effective, actually causing Centaurus to stumble back.

Seeing that Morgan had it handled, at least for the moment, Meteor turned back to Cetus. He pulled the Meteor Switch out of its spot on his Driver and into the wrist module.

'Limit Break! OK!'

Bright blue energy swirled around his fist this time, and he punched Cetus three times, doing even more damage with each hit than the Jupiter-enhanced punch had.

He heard shouts of shock as Cetus exploded, but quickly caught Acqua's collapsing form. Thankfully he hadn't reached Last One yet. Looking up, he was grateful to see that some of the other FBI agents had caught up with them, each wielding their own specialised weapon. He set Acqua to the side and selected Saturn this time, since it was better for long-range attacks and he didn't want to block the agents' shots.

'Saturn! Ready? OK! Saturn!'

An image of Saturn formed around his fist, and he swung it forward, launching a set of purple energy rings that repeatedly bashed into Centaurus, knocking her aside.

"Rosalinda!" The untransformed suspect shouted, pulling out his own Zodiarts Switch and activating it before anyone could react.

This Zodiarts was clearly a bird-type, with brown and white feathers and the Eagle constellation, Aquila, on its body. Aquila wasted no time grabbing Centaurus and spreading his huge wings. He fired a burst of small, yellow energy projectiles from his beak, causing everyone to duck, before lifting off.

"You're not getting away that easily," Meteor declared, sticking the Meteor Switch back into the Driver and throwing it.

'Meteor On! Ready?' Ryūsei bent his legs and prepared to jump as he spun the spherical module on the Driver. 'Meteor Limit Break!'

Blue energy like the first Limit Break surrounded him entirely, concentrating on his left foot. Jumping up with another yell, he slammed into both Centaurus and Aquila (who hadn't gotten that high with the extra weight), executing a perfect Rider Kick. This, combined with the earlier assaults from him and the other agents, was enough to destroy them.

The two humans began to fall as the resulting explosion cleared, but Meteor caught them both and landed easily. The FBI agents' faces were utterly priceless, even more so than when he'd first showed them his Meteor form. Ryūsei set the Switchers down before ending his transformation and grinning cheekily at them. "I told you I knew what I was doing," he said simply.

Agent Morgan lowered his weapon, shaking his head in shock. "That was…" He couldn't seem to find the right words to describe what he'd just witnessed.

Sadly, Ryūsei did: suspiciously easy. No matter how strong he'd gotten, three Zodiarts should not have gone down in the space of five minutes, at least not at the hands of only one Kamen Rider. The first, he could credit to overconfidence, but the other two had seen what he could do and should have fought back hard enough to force him to put more effort in. Either Foundation X had been unintentionally producing defective Switches, or there was a larger scheme at play.

On the other side of town, three lieutenants of the Seaimpíní gang met with their boss in a small Irish bar, in a corner booth with no other patrons nearby. It wasn't because of a lack of customers; other sections of the bar were packed. But the regulars knew better than to sit in the vicinity of that booth, and new patrons who dared come too close were stared at and intimidated until they moved.

"Those guys definitely cheated us," one growled, "It's the only explanation. They sold those Switches to the Jackknives."

"How else could Brady have been killed like that?" another agreed, "Nobody drowns by accident in a room where the water hasn't been working in a week."

"We know that, Carbrey, you've said it a hundred times," the third snapped, "So what're we gonna do, Boss? We aren't gonna let 'em get away with this, are we?"

"Of course we're not!" the leader snapped, "But since none of those bastard dealers have called me back, we're gonna focus on the Jackknives for now. They'll pay for what they did to your brother, Carbrey, and to Daley and Erin. I want one dead Jackknife a day until they tell us which ones have the Switches."

"B-Boss, are you sure?" the first lieutenant stammered, "We do this, we're gonna start an all-out war."

His boss scowled at him, picking up a steak knife. "Do you know what we are, Hayes? What our name is?"

The other two lieutenants leaned back, not wanting to get in between them. The objecting one gulped. "Seaimpíní. We're Seaimpíní."

"Exactly. Do you know what that means? Warriors. We're Warriors, Hayes. We're not afraid of a war. Are you or are you not a Warrior?"

"O-Of course I am, Boss. You know I am. One hundred percent."

The boss smirked. "I do know you are. Now, we're gonna make the Jackknives wish they never existed. They'll regret ever stepping on our turf."

And that's all she wrote (for now). I look forward to re-starting this story again, so please be patient. To tide you over, here's a preview of the next chapter:

"Where were you the night Brady Powers was killed?" JJ asked coolly, unimpressed with his attitude.

Acqua smirked. "At home, watching Saturday Night Live."

"At a quarter past noon on a Wednesday?"

He shrugged. "I have a DVR. What, is that a federal crime now?"

"No, but murder is."

"Murder?" Acqua didn't look the slightest bit fazed, his confidence showing through. "I heard the guy drowned."

"He did," she allowed, "In seawater, in an apartment miles away from any saltwater body. Tell me, Ciro, don't you think that's the slightest bit odd?"