Ranma yawned as he headed back from school. Things were extremely dull in Nerima after he avoided the fusion of the ten Rider Worlds and met nine alternate versions of himself. By meeting those nine versions, he learned a little about life and such. He learned that there are many more things to fight for than just pride or the concept of being manly. He also learned a little about growing up from his alternate selves. He learned that happiness is more important than pride from his Kuuga self, he learned that fighting for what you believed in was never wrong, and he learned the true meaning of family from his Ranki self.

Of course, he lost his attraction to Akane along the way. Not because of how he had seen alternate versions act, but because of the way his Akane acted. She continued seeing perverts everywhere she went and never trusted Ranma. Of course, the fiancées and rivals weren't helping matters with their constant pursuit. Ranma was beginning to long for the peace he got when traveling through the worlds. At least Kasumi gave him a safe haven when he needed it. She knew exactly what he was going through since she had been witness to the battle for the Kamen Rider worlds.

"Wonder what those other versions of me are up to," Ranma sighed to himself.

"RANMA!!!"

Looking up, Ranma found Happosai, the perverted master of his school, sailing down at him. He had a bucket of water in his hands and was aiming to splash him with it. Reacting quickly, he leaped to the side as the water splashed harmlessly on the pavement.

"What do you want now you old freak?" Ranma sighed. He didn't need this right now. He just wanted some peace and quiet.

"Today is the day you'll bow to me!" Happosai growled. A perverted gleam then appeared in his eyes. "Of course, I might be merciful if you let me grasp onto that bountiful bosom of yours."

Ranma rolled his eyes. He had stopped one of Happosai's panty raids earlier and apparently he wanted revenge now. Of course, if he was able to grope Ranma-chan's breasts he would do it in a heartbeat. The old freak would never change and no one but him really had the spine and the ability to do so.

"That ain't happening," Ranma sighed. "So just get out of here before I boot you into the distance."

"I'll make you respect your master!" Happosai roared as he leaped at Ranma with his hand in his robes. The aged lecher yanked out what looked like a shard of glass, which Ranma recognized immediately. A shard of the Nanban Mirror.

Ranma had used the item to travel to the different Rider worlds. Each shard took him someplace new. However, there was still one piece missing but since the worlds were safe, Ranma didn't think much about it.

"You'll beg to let me grope you when you get back from this place," Happosai cackled as he prepared the activate the magic.

BOOT!

Happosai was sent sailing through the air from the strike of Ranma's foot. Having faced the old lecher in different worlds, Ranma had gotten a good idea how to take the little freak down from his other selves. As such, he now had the shard of the Nanban Mirror in his hands and was examining it. Gazing into it, he could see a night sky behind him, but instead of his regular reflection, the armor of Decade was staring back at him.

"Weird," Ranma frowned. "Still, it's probably important. Better get this back to the rest of the mirror."

Ranma immediately made tracks to the Tendo Dojo. Nabiki was handling bets while Akane was hanging out with friends. Kasumi was shopping and the only other adults were out with her (Nodoka) or out scheming to force Ranma and Akane to get married (Soun and Genma). So being alone, Ranma went to his room and removed one of the floorboards. Reaching in, he pulled out the cracked Nanban Mirror. After the first debacle with it, the item was broken. Of course, when the Rider Worlds began to fuse, Ranma had to find the shards. One by one he found them and returned them to the mirror, traveling to different Rider worlds.

Gazing at the cracked surface, Ranma peered at each section. Each piece reflected a different part of his face which was covered by a different set of Kamen Rider armor with different scenery. There was one gap where the final shard would be placed.

"This is going to be trouble," Ranma sighed as he positioned the Decade Shard into its home.

The mirror immediately flashed and all the cracks vanished. Ranma covered his eyes as the image of Decade staring back at him with a night sky behind him. The light grew until Ranma was temporarily blinded. Backing away, Ranma felt his back hit something metal. Rubbing his eyes, he looked up. His eyes widened as he saw that he was underneath some kind of giant machine. Stepping away, he saw that he was underneath a giant humanoid robot.

"Woah," Ranma gaped.

BOOM!

"We're under attack!"

"It's pirates!"

"Worse! It's women!"

Ranma blinked and asked himself, "Where the heck did I end up now?" After traveling to 9 different alternate worlds, Ranma was no stranger to interdimensional travel. Of course, a warning would've been nice.

Looking around, Ranma saw that he was in some kind of hanger with more of the giant gray robots hanging around. Lots of men were running around, gearing up for war against someone. No one seemed to notice that he was there. Apparently they were too enthralled with fighting this apparent enemy. So Ranma took advantage of the confusion and slipped through the nearest exit.

Of course, all of the hallways looked the same. They had minimal lighting and everything was bare steel. Nothing seemed to be going to waste. Of course, there was no real way for him to tell where the heck he was going. Above him, several explosions rattled out, indicating that the battle probably wasn't going too well.

As he was walking, Ranma heard something rolling down the metal halls. Looking down, he spotted an egg-shaped robot. It had flipper-like arms and legs with a screen on the top half and a console underneath the screen. The screen was scrambled, indicating that the tiny robot was malfunctioning.

"Oh cool," Ranma grinned. The robot seemed to be in pretty good condition. Even if it looked like it was broken, he might find someone who could fix it. So, tucking it under his arm, he walked off with it. It might come in handy and no one would miss it in the middle of the war that was going on.

"B-blip…boop…be---eep," the malfunctioning robot gurgled.

Continuing on his way, the hallway suddenly rocked as a muffled explosion could be heard and almost lost his balance. Still, he managed to keep himself on his feet, "What was that?"

KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMM!!!

"Woah!" Ranma cried out.

The ship rocked again. Ranma managed to keep his footing still, but the sound echoed through the air. Standing still for a moment, he waited for another quaking explosion to rip through the air. Nothing immediately hit so he continued on his way. Still, he was prepared to fight in case he met up with some hostile forces.

That peace didn't last long when he heard a scream coming from further down. Going into automatic, Ranma dashed in the direction of the sounds. It didn't go too long before he found out where it came from. What he found was a girl who had apparently tripped while getting out of a weird looking space suit. She was being pinned against the wall by men with guns in their hands.

"So this is a woman," one of the men sneered.

"Let's take her to the commander!" a second man laughed.

"Let's just show her what we think of her kind!" snapped the third while preparing to shoot.

That was enough for Ranma. Dropping the egg-bot, Ranma dashed towards the men and leaped through the air. Moving into a kick, he crashed against the first of the men, knocking all three back. Landing on the ground, Ranma looked to the girl he saved. She was definitely attractive and had a pink, white and black outfit with long red hair. She was rather…busty, but Ranma tried not to stare. Deciding to ignore the attractive girl, he turned to the three men.

Dita blinked in shock at her rescuer. She had just gotten onto the ship when her Dread malfunctioned and she plowed through the hull of the ship. When she got out, she tried removing her suit, but tripped over it. Of course with all the noise, the bad aliens they were robbing found her. She thought she was done for when this new alien showed up and rescued her.

"I don't appreciate guys who go after a girl with guns," said Ranma coldly, eyeing the three men.

"Who the hell are you defending a woman!?" one man shouted at Ranma. He was acting like Ranma had broken some kind sacred pact or something.

"Me?" Ranma strapped on the Decadriver, shocking Dita and the men. "I'm just a Kamen Rider who's passing by. Remember that!" He took out his Decade card. "Henshin!" He slotted it into the Decadriver and pushed the handles to reset the buckle.

Kamen Ride: Decade

The symbols of the 9 Riders appeared and several ghostly images of his Rider form appeared before overlapping his body. It formed a suit of armor which filled up with color as soon as the red panels collided with his faceplate, turning some of the sections red as his green eyes flashed.

Dita's eyes widened, "Wow! Alien Power!"

"So, how should we do this?" Decade asked. The men recovered before they clutched their weapons. With a united battle cry, they charged. "Heh, always the hard way." He took out a card and slotted it into his belt. "Henshin!" He pushed the handles to activate the card.

Kamen Ride: Caucasus

He transformed into Kamen Rider Caucasus and stunned the men, giving him a chance to fight. He was donned in a black bodysuit with a gold chest armor and a tri-horned shoulder pad. Of course, the belt remained the same as it did in his Decade form. His helmet was gold with three horns separating a green visor into two eyes. Looking at the charging men, he drew another card "Looks like we do this the hard way." He tossed the card into his belt and shut the item.

Attack Ride: Clock Up

Decade blurred through the air, vanishing. The three men suddenly jerked as they were hit by an invisible force. They collided with the wall with loud thuds before falling to the ground. All of them were out cold from the impacts and weren't getting up. Satisfied, the Decadriver opened and popped the Caucasus card back into Decade's hand. He slipped it into his book again.

FLASH!

"Huh?" Decade blinked as he turned to the girl he had saved. She had a camera in her hands and a bright smile on her face.

"Photographic evidence!" the girl squealed. She got to her feet and trotted over to Decade. She started making hand gestures, which a confused Decade copied, thinking it was a greeting for the people of this world. Of course, when it was finished, the girl started to squeal again. "I made first contact!"

Decade rolled his eyes and muttered, "I don't have time for this." He then walked away, seeing that the girl was safe.

"Wait, Mr. Alien!" she called to him.

"I'm not an alien! And the name's Decade!" he told her sharply. Sighing, he turned to see where he should go next. Of course, he had to pick up his egg-bot first.

"Wait!" the girl cried out. "I want to take more pictures!"

"Make that later!" Decade sighed. "I want to find a way out of here!"

Up on the bridge, a debate was taking place. The higher-ups on the ship were deciding on their next course of action. Of course, the minister who was in charge was already making preparations.

"Minister! You can't!" cried the commander. "We still have men in the old sections!"

"I won't let this ship fall in the hands of the women!" growled the minister as he grabbed a lever. "I will save the newer sections of the ship at least! I won't allow us to lose what we worked so hard to create!"

With that, the minister pulled the lever.

All across the ship, explosive charges went off. With the charges going off, the new sections of the ship separated from the visibly older sections. Of course, it did leave several men in shock. Their leaders were abandoning them to the female pirates. Among them, Duelo McFile was unconcerned. He knew that the brass of Tarak wasn't the most courageous people on the planet.

"Wait! Let's have a chat!" Dita cried as she followed her newly discovered alien friend. "We're really a friendly race!"

"Will you just leave me alone?" Decade sighed. Seeing the girl would not be deterred, he drew another card. As he was turning the corner, he threw the card into his belt and activated it.

Kamen Ride: Ryuki

"Wait! I wanna see more Alien Power!" Dita gasped as she rounded a corner. However, Decade was long gone. "Hey, where did he go?" She was confused. "I saw him walk in here."

If Dita had the ability to see into the Mirror World, she would've seen Decade in the reflection. Well, his bodysuit was red with gray armor and his helmet was gray with a grilled face and red eyes. On his left arm was a gauntlet shaped like a dragon's head. Decade let out a sigh of relief. He felt slightly guilty for leaving her but he'd already saved her. He didn't need to get involved any further than he had to. "Now, to find a way out of here," he said to himself.

Dita continued searching for her alien friend, trying to see where he went. Of course, she didn't look too far when she was suddenly interrupted. Both of them were a little older than her, but were drastically different. One was a sensual woman with long blonde hair and a ridiculously revealing outfit. The other had short blue hair and was wearing a piloting outfit with a bit of machinery near her left eye. They were Dita's fellow Dread pilots Jura (blonde) and Meia (bluenette)

"Dita! What are you doing hanging around here?" Meia asked sternly. "You know you're not supposed to go off on your own!"

"Sorry," Dita mumbled. "But…I met this alien! He was super cool! He had all these super Alien Powers and he beat up these bad aliens that had me cornered! He changed his body and everything! It was so cool!"

"Right," Jura sighed. Dita and her alien fixation. "Well, we need to get out of here now that we found you. I don't want to be on a man's ship longer than necessary!"

"Okay," Dita sighed before she looked back at the hall. "Bye Mr. Alien."

The three women passed through a room with a strange crystal in the centre, possibly powering the ship they were currently on. As they were using the room as a shortcut, they suddenly heard someone cry out. It was a man's voice so Meia and Jura didn't care as much as they could, but they started caring when they saw a straggler man being thrown across the hallway.

"What was that?" asked Jura.

"Trouble," Meia frowned as he brought up her hand which had her laser ring on it.

"WHAT DOES IT TAKE TO MAKE YOU JERKS BACK OFF!" a male voice roared as a second man met the fate of the first.

To the women's surprise, an armored figure stepped in front of the doorway. He was covered in red, black, and white armor which had green eyes on it. He was panting lightly, obviously from fights. Jura and Meia didn't know what to make of him, but Dita sure did.

"Mr. Alien!" she cried in delight.

"Huh?" Decade blinked as he turned to see the redhead he'd saved earlier. "Aw man. You again?"

"Now we can finish our chat!" she smiled as she raced to the armored male. "And you can show me more Alien Power!"

"Dita, get back here!" Meia cried. "That thing's dangerous!"

"No he's not! He's a really nice alien!" Dita said happily.

"Listen, okay, I'm not Mr. Alien. My name is Decade," explained Decade.

"Well, my name's Dita!" she beamed. "So, Mr. Alien, can you show me more of your Alien Power!"

"I don't have time for this!" He turned and then heard the women shout.

"Stop right there!"

He turned his head around to see the bluenette and blonde aiming at him with some sort of rings. "Now what?"

"Listen, whatever you are," the bluenette began. "You're coming with us!"

"And what if I refuse?" Decade remarked, his hand getting close to his Ride Booker.

"Then we will use force," the bluenette replied.

"What makes you think you'll be able to stop me?" he told them. Decade and Meia stared each other down, waiting for the other to move.

"Is the missile ready yet?" asked the Minister aboard the newer section of the ship he had managed to rescue.

"Sir, it's still fueling!" cried an officer.

"It has enough! FIRE!"

"Yessir!" the officer nodded, hitting the button which activated the men's weapon.

Meia and Decade stared each other down before the ship began to react. The crystal which was in the centre of the room began to glow brightly. It caught the attention of everyone there before the ship was rocked. At the same time, an explosion ripped through the air. The four people were rocked from their positions as the crystal began to glow brighter.

"Captain! We're being sucked in!" a female officer cried to the pirate captain Magno and her second-in-command Buzam.

"Hit or miss, it's our destiny," the old woman sighed as a second missile that the men shot came at them.

The men aboard the male ship shouted out in victory as they watched the old section of their ship and the pirate vessel get pulled into some kind of vacuum. The Minister smirked at the sight. Now they wouldn't have to worry about any more blasted women ruining their glorious plans.

"I hope you enjoy the taste of defeat," he smirked.

Decade felt like he was falling into a void of bright blue light. Not only that but his armor began shifting through the other Rider forms he had in his arsenal. It first started with Kuuga, then Agito, followed by Ryuki, Faiz, Blade, Ranki, Caucasus, Den-O and finally Kiva.

'What's…going on…?' he wondered. It felt like someone was…watching him.

The two ships reappeared in space. But they didn't stay that way for long. A tether of crystal grew from the old ship and attached to the pirate vessel. When they were connected, the two vessels connected. Amazingly enough, they started fusing together, becoming a new ship. The insides of the ship likewise began to change with the combination of the two vessels.

"Ow…what…happened?" Jura moaned as she rubbed her head.

"Don't know," Meia groaned. "Dita?"

"Hi!" the energetic redhead smiled and waved. She was on her stomach and holding her head up in her hands. "Something went boom and everything went white! Alien Power is SO amazing!"

"Quiet please…still sleeping," Decade groaned. The attention of the three women turned to the Kamen Rider, who was lying on his back. He was groaning softly, but he didn't seem terribly wounded at the moment.

"Are you okay Mr. Alien?" Dita gasped, dashing to the downed figure.

"Don't…call me that," Decade groaned.

Once things began to reach order and officers were scrambling to find out the extent of the change, Magno, BC (Buzam), and the chief engineer Parfet entered the Paksis chamber room, which had been given a remodel after the crystal activated. Crystals were growing out of every space save for where people would walk and where the three Dread pilots were laying down.

"I'm sorry you had to come all the way down here Captain," Meia frowned, apologizing to the ancient woman.

"It doesn't matter," Magno waved off the apology. Her gaze then turned to the downed Decade who was still loopy from the explosion. Dita was fretting over him. "So is this it?"

"That's the…whatever, that Dita was chasing," Meia confirmed. Don't know what the heck it is, but it's tough. It took out several straggler men."

"And where are those men?" asked BC.

"Gone," Meia replied with a shake of her head. She didn't need to say anything more than that. Magno likewise got the message and turned her attention back to the strange being.

"Dita," Magno spoke, getting the attention of the pilot. "Do you know anything about this being?"

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Mr. Alien is so cool!" Dita smiled brightly. "I saw him beat up those mean aliens! He used his weird belt to change into a new body! It was so cool!"

"His belt?" asked BC. "Let me take a look."

Kneeling down next to the armored figure, Buzam grabbed the silver belt and gave it a tug. The item held fast, so she tried again. She put considerable strength into the motion and managed to make the belt come off with a loud snap. To the shock of everyone, the armored figure vanished in a pixelating haze before revealing itself to be a man in a red shirt and black pants. He had black hair and tied it into a pigtail.

"A man!" Parfet gasped. Jura and Meia had their rings pointed at the stunned boy.

"A weapon for the men then?" asked Buzam.

"I don't think so," Magno answered. A calculating look came over her eyes. "Dita, he attacked other men to protect you didn't he?"

"Yep! He's a good alien!" Dita smiled.

"So what does that mean?" asked Jura.

"He's not allied with the men," Magno answered. "Possibly some kind of rebel here to sabotage the ship. Or maybe he's not from Tarak and became a stowaway on their ship. I don't know how, but he's not with the men we know."

"So what do we do with him?" asked Meia.

"I suppose we can lock him up with the others," Magno answered. "Get that belt of his down for some analysis."

"I'll take these too!" Parfet called, holding up a case that fell to the boy's side. "Let's see what makes this stuff tick!"

Ranma groaned softly as he rested his hand on his head. The last thing he remembered was squaring off against some bluenette with an attitude and a blonde with too little clothing. He thought recalled that redhead looking over him in concern and calling him that name again. Of course, looking up, he found a tanned guy with long dark hair examining him.

"Ah, you're awake. Good," the man nodded. "It seems you took a bump to the head. It seems to be healing at an accelerated rate though."

"I've taken worse," Ranma sighed as he sat up. "Where am I?"

"You're in the brig of the Ikazuchi…or what used to be the Ikazuchi," the man answered. "Don't ask me what happened."

"I can tell you what did happen!" a younger boy with short blonde hair whined. "We were captured by those beastly women! We're all going to die! They're going to eat our livers!"

"…yeah," Ranma blinked. "Okay, so those chicks were the pirates right? Don't seem like cannibals to me. The redhead was nice."

"Nice? NICE?!" the boy cried. "Are you insane?! Don't you know anything about women?! Have you been living under a rock?!"

Ranma heaved a sigh and turned to the other man, "What's his problem? He have problems with women?"

"What man on Tarak doesn't?" the man shrugged. "We've been having a cold war with the women of Mejele for years. I've personally never really understood why. I'd love to study them."

"…you lost me," Ranma replied. "Mejele? Tarak? Where are those places?"

The two men with Ranma stared and the tanned guy asked, "You're not from around here, are you?"

"What was your first clue?" Ranma retorted. "Anyway, my name's Ranma. Ranma Saotome."

"I'm Duelo McFile."

"Call me Bart Garsus, a First Class Citizen of Tarak," the blonde boasted.

"So, tell me about Tarak and Mejele," said Ranma. From his travels he learnt how to collect information from the locals of the alternate worlds he'd visited in the past. Duelo explained that Tarak was a planet dominated solely by men and Mejele was dominated solely by women. Because of certain reasons the two planets were at war. Ranma listened, flabbergasted by the tale. How could men and women be separated? And then something dawned on him. "So…how do you guys reproduce?"

"You mean on Tarak? Well, we use birthing machines by splicing the genetic material of two male donors," said Duelo.

"And on Mejele?"

"I don't know, but I'm curious about it too," admitted Duelo.

"OK, so what are we going to do now!?" Bart questioned, alarmed. "Those women are going to kill us!"

Ranma wasn't paying attention as he searched his person. He grimaced when he found that both his Decadriver and Ride Booker were missing. 'Those pirates must've taken it. I sure hope they don't mess with it or my cards.'

Parfet was dumbfounded by the belt buckle. It wasn't like anything she'd ever seen. Also, the case that came along with it seemed to contain a number of data cards. They all depicted headshots of armored individuals. Kuuga, Agito, Ryuki, Faiz, Ranki, Blade, Caucasus, Kiva, and Decade. She didn't have a clue what they were for but she had a pretty good idea that they activated the belt. The question was how did he do it?

"If only I could take it apart," she muttered to herself, eyeing the strange device. She was sorely tempted, but since it was technology she wasn't familiar with, she didn't want to accidentally break something. Still…the secrets it must hold.

However, the cards themselves weren't a total bust. She managed to modify a data reader to accept the cards rather than regular discs or memory cards. So, one by one she got data from the cards. She was rather surprised to find schematics for suits of armor, list of accessories, how the suits boosted the wearers, and even the lists of enemies that each suit was made to fight.

"Huh? Grongi?" Parfet blinked as she read the data from one card. "What's a Grongi? Weird."

"Chief! We found something!" one of Parfet's workers called out to her.

Adjusting her glasses, Parfet headed to where her girls were calling. Moving past some of the junky Vanguards that the men created, she stopped at one in the corner which had been ignored. No one had touched it yet, but now Parfet wondered why they did. The shape was slightly different from the others, making it appear more humanoid than the others. Really, if she didn't know better, she would have sworn that it might be a giant man in a suit.

"Looks familiar," Parfet muttered. "Why am I looking at this?"

"Because it's been flooded by Paksis crystals!" the tech-girl answered. "The base might be those male Vanguards, but this thing is way beyond them now."

"But why did this one change and none of the others?" asked Parfet. "Was it because of its proximity to the growing crystals?"

"Hey Parfet!" a messenger called, running into the hanger. "The captain wants a report about what's going on. She also wants to know about that stuff you picked up from the man."

"Right, right," Parfet nodded. "I'll be right there." Heading to where she was examining the belt and the cards, she scooped them all up and headed for the command deck.

"Paiway! Will you let us out of here already?!" Barnette, another Dread pilot asked with frustration as she and several other pilots and women were locked inside a decontamination chamber. "It's freezing!"

"Not until all the male germs are gone!" the teenage nurse, Paiway replied as she scribbled in her notebook. "Even in times of crisis, the teen idol Paiway doesn't loose her cool."

"PAIWAY!"

"So, what have you got?" Buzam asked Parfet, regarding the items retrieved from Ranma. They were in the command deck and aside from the captain and BC, Meia was there as captain of the Dread Squadron along with the computer jockeys like Ezra.

"Well, from what I can tell, that belt is something called the 'Decadriver'," Parfet began her explanation, "And it can be activated using those data cards I found kept within that case."

"Go on," Buzam prompted.

"Well, I didn't take apart the Decadriver, but I did manage to extract some information from those cards," said Parfet.

"And?" asked BC impatiently.

"Well…it's an all terrain battle armor is what I think would be the best term," Parfet shrugged. "You have a situation, you can change it to one of these other suits of armor. Each suit also comes with personalized cards called Attack Ride, Final Form Ride, or Final Attack Ride, but what they are depends on the suit."

"Can we use it?" asked Meia, wondering what the perks of such a suit would bring.

"Pretty sure," Parfet nodded. "I mean, I think I've got the operation of it worked out. If you pull the sides the centre turns up to reveal where the cards go in. Close it up and you activate it."

"Can anyone use it?" asked Magno.

"Uh…that, I'm not so sure about," Parfet chuckled weakly. "I was thinking of testing it first."

"Then why not do it now?" asked Meia. Reaching to the Decadriver, she placed in on her waist, slightly surprised to feel a strap wrap around her. Pulling the sides, the machine twisted up. She then picked up a card with the red and black armor with green eyes she saw.

"Uh…sure you want to do that?" Parfet asked with worry.

"Hey, if it works, we've got a new weapon," Meia shrugged. Slipping the card inside, she reset the device.

Kamen Ride: Decade…ERROR!!

There was a flash and Meia was hurled to the ground. The Decadriver fell to the ground and spat out the Decade card. BC was at Meia's side, helping the dazed bluenette up, who was just groaning. Parfet leaned over and plucked the dropped items off the ground.

"Well, that answers that question," Parfet shrugged. "It must be keyed to that man's DNA."

"Obviously," Magno snorted. She then looked to her Dread commander. "Did we learn something today?"

"Yes," Meia groaned. "Don't mess with man's technology…damn him."

"Achoo!" Ranma sneezed suddenly.

"Bless you," Duelo nodded.

"Thanks," Ranma grinned. "Someone must be talking about me."

As Duelo and Ranma talked with Bart ready to crap himself every time the guards looked inside, the men were surprised to see the egg-bot suddenly activate. A pair of eyes appeared on the screen while it made beeping noises. Its arms and legs came to full function as it stood up and looked around. It seemed to be in a world of confusion after just waking up.

"Where am I? Who am I? Pyoro!" the machine beeped.

"Hey, cool!" Ranma grinned. "I guess it wasn't broken after all."

"Beep?" the robot blinked in confusion. "Who are you? Pyoro!"

"I think we should give it back to Mr. Alien," Dita suggested as she referred to the Decadriver. "It's his belt."

"No way!" Meia objected. "Who knows what that man will do if he gets his hands on it!" She was still sore that such a weapon was unusable and her rear was just as sore.

"But he hasn't hurt us! He saved me!" Dita argued. How could an alien as nice as Mr. Alien want to use his power to hurt them?

"The answer is still no Dita!" Meia frowned. "It's too dangerous! Besides, he's a man! I bet he'd love a chance to get back at us!"

"Then why'd he save me and attack those other men?" asked Dita innocently.

Meia stiffened for a moment. Why did a man turn on his own people and protect a woman anyway? If he was going to butter them up, he was better off trying to pretend to be a woman. Since he wasn't trying that, then what was his purpose for saving Dita and fighting the other men? Surely he couldn't have done it from the goodness of his heart, could he?

"We'll find out," the Dread leader shrugged. "The captain is going to interrogate them right now."

As the two women were talking, Bart, Duelo, and Ranma were shuffled into an interrogation room. Ranma was carrying the struggling robot under his arm, which was making something of a scene since it wanted to see what was going on. Of course, Ranma tried to stay away from Bart since he really looked like he was about to lose control of his bowels. No one wanted to smell that. All three were put in chairs and soon the captain of the pirates, an old lady Ranma was sure could give Cologne competition in sheer age, walked into the room.

"So these are the only men left on the ship? They're nothing but kids," the old woman snorted.

"Hey! It's interrogation time! I'll tell you everything!" the egg robot called, slipping out of Ranma's grip and racing over to the old woman.

"Backstabbing little…" Ranma grumbled, eyeing the traitorous machine.

"Well, well," the old woman smiled fondly. "An old NAVI unit that still works. How nostalgic."

"What do you mean?" asked Duelo.

"Oh, I suppose I'll have to tell you," the old woman snorted. "This ship was one of a fleet sent from Earth to colonize other worlds. However, your cowardly grandfathers stole this one and ran into the night."

"And you women took what was left and landed on Mejele," Ranma finished. "Kind of a stupid move if you ask me. I mean, how long can men and women survive without each other?"

"No one asked you Tarak filth!" snapped one of the guards, insulted that someone would speak ill of Grand Ma.

"You would be wrong about that," Ranma grinned. "I'm not from Tarak. I just hitched a couple of rides and ended up on this ship when you chicks decided to attack." That was his cover story. If he told them about the Nanban Mirror they would label him as insane. Of course, Ranma still retained a habit of being too blunt and frank about his opinion. Still, he needed to adapt to this universe's ways if he was going to survive and find a way home. "So, how are the redhead and her friends doing?"

"If you are referring to Dita, Jura and Meia, they are fine," Magno said. "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Magno Vivan, the captain of this crew."

"Ranma Saotome," said Ranma. "So, mind telling me where my gear is?"

"Under observation," Magno replied. "You won't be getting it back at the moment. I wish for the safety of my crew. I can't be sure if you're a threat or not. Especially after what Dita told us what she saw you do."

"It comes with the job," Ranma shrugged. "Saved my hide a couple of times."

"And what job requires an all purpose battle suit I wonder," Magno snickered.

"Kamen Riders tend to fight a lot of things," Ranma answered. "I'm an interplanetary adventurer. I need to be able to adapt."

"Kamen Rider?" wondered Duelo.

"Elite fighters, heroes in other words," Ranma answered. "They saved their worlds from a threat that the regular folks couldn't handle. Saved lives beyond counting. My suit allows me to access their abilities depending on the situation."

"So that's why you saved Dita," Magno pondered. "To you, male or female doesn't matter. Dita was in peril and you leaped in to help."

"And those guys were being a bunch of jerks so I felt good about it," Ranma snickered.

"Interesting," Magno nodded. This was proving to be informative.

Her thoughts were cut off when alarms began to blare. In everyone's experience, blaring alarms were never a good sign.

"Captain! We're under attack by an unknown enemy!" Parfet's voice cried out through an intercom. "They just came out of nowhere!"

"Damn," Magno cursed. Hitting the device, she switched to someone else. "Barnette? Where are you and the others?"

"Paiway locked us in the decontamination chambers and she's not here to let us out!" the Dread pilot cried through the intercom inside the chamber. "We're trapped!"

"Captain!" called the voice of the Head of the Registry Gascogne. "The Dread platforms are all offline! We can't launch anything."

"Double damn," Magno cursed. "Meia, please tell me some good news."

"Dita, Jura, and I are heading to our own Dreads," the Dread commander answered. "We should be launching in no time!"

"Thank you for small mercies," Magno sighed.

"Hey, need some help?" Ranma offered with a smug grin. "I bet I can help you out."

"Can we trust you?"

"I offer my word as a Kamen Rider," said Ranma with pure conviction. Magno sensed no deceit in his words. At this moment, all the help in the world would be appreciated. "What about the other two? Any special skills?"

"I'm a doctor," Duelo answered. "I can handle those that are wounded."

"Good," Magno nodded. "What about you boy?"

"Uh…I'm…a…a helmsman!" Bart quickly answered. "Yeah! I can steer this thing!"

"Warning! Danger! This guy is trying to pull something!" the robot chimed, but Ranma kicked the robot over. If the kid was trying to help, let him.

"If I'm going to help, I need to get my equipment back," Ranma spoke as he stood up. "Otherwise my help is limited to what regular people are able to do."

"I'll lead you to the stuff," Magno nodded. "Just keep up boy."

"Hope it won't be too much for your old bones," Ranma snickered.

"Cheeky brat," Magno snorted. She looked at Duelo and Bart. "Tanned guy, you head to the medical bay. You'll probably get patients soon enough. Blonde kid, you follow me. After I get this guy's stuff back, you'll come with me to the helm."

The three men nodded. Bart and Ranma quickly followed Magno out of the room with the machine following hem. Duelo was escorted by the guards to the sickbay. Despite being over one hundred, Magno was fast on her feet. It didn't take too long for them to reach the Vanguard hanger where Parfet had set up her equipment to study the Decadriver and the changes the Paksis had done to the male weaponry.

"Here," Magno spoke, reaching the table and picking up the belt and case. She tossed them to Ranma, who caught them in his hands. "You better know what you're doing."

"Always do," Ranma smirked as he attached the Decadriver to his waist, the strap wrapping around him. Pulling the sides, the centre twisted, revealing the open slot. Ranma then drew the Decade card. He then tossed it into the buckle. "Henshin!" He snapped the Decadriver sides together again.

Kamen Ride: Decade

Nine symbols appeared around him before changing into nine ghostly figures. The figures converged on Ranma, changing him into Decade. Red panels flew from his belt and attached to his face, turning sections of his armor red.

"WOAH!!" Bart cried out in shock.

As Decade finished his change, something began to happen at the other end of the hanger. A modified Vanguard seemed to come to life as its eyes flashed a bright green. The machinery that made its body hissed as it moved and flexed. It was minimal, but more than enough for Parfet to notice.

"Huh?" the bespectacled girl uttered.

"So, what do you want me to do?" Decade asked the captain.

"Back up my subordinates who are fighting outside," said Magno.

"Out there? In space?" Decade asked with some apprehension in his voice.

"Scared, boy?" Magno teased.

"No, but I don't think my suit was made for outer space," said Decade. He'd never had to fight in outer space before.

"Captain!" a girl with braids and thick glasses cried out, dashing over to her captain, stopping only to stare at Decade.

"What is it Parfet?" asked Magno.

"That Vanguard that got modified, it suddenly activated!" Parfet reported. She then looked over at Decade with a critical eye. "Say did you just get into that armor just now?"

"Uh…yeah," Decade nodded.

"Come with me!" Parfet cried, grabbing Decade's hand and pulling him deeper into the hanger.

"That's one boy dealt with," Magno sighed. She then turned to Bart, who fidgeted under her stare. "Follow me. You'd better get on the helm or else we're sitting ducks."

Decade was yanked to the new machine by the excited engineer. Looking up, he could have sworn that it bore a slight resemblance to his Decade armor. Still, the only things missing were the panels on the face and the color. The machine's eyes were glowing and the machinery within was hissing as the small movements were made. Apparently this thing wanted to move, but didn't have the power to do so.

"What did you want me to do?" asked Decade.

"Get inside of it!" Parfet replied simply, pointing to a hatch near the head.

Shrugging, Decade leaped up the side of the giant robot and reached the head. He ignored some of the stares that he was receiving from accomplishing such a feat. Reaching the hatch that Parfet had pointed out, Decade was slightly surprised to find the opening activate on its own. Shrugging, he slipped inside.

Inside the machine held screens which showed what was happening all around him with a chair for a seat. Decade didn't wait before he sat down. As he did, a pair of joysticks rose up from the machinery and fit perfectly onto Decade's hands.

"I can get used to this," Decade nodded.

"Hey, one of the launchers for these Vanguards is online!" Parfet cried, checking the computers. She couldn't understand Tarak writing too well, but she got a few things. "Okay, let's launch this machine!"

As Parfet prepared the launch sequence, the eyes of the Vanguard flashed as red panels surged from its waist and hovered in the air. In a flurry of movement, the panels were absorbed into the mecha's face as sections of its armor turned red. The engineering girl didn't seem to notice as she got the launch sequence started up.

Decade was pushed backwards in his seat as the Vanguard was launched right out of the hanger. While Decade had a lot of experience fighting with various weapons, a huge mecha like this was new even to him. Still, he was confident he'd be able to handle whatever was outside with his new 'partner'.

"OK, let's see what this baby can do," Decade said to himself eagerly as he rubbed his hands together. "Where's the enemy?"

He didn't have to wait long.

Dita, Jura, and Meia were in over their heads and they knew it. Although their Dreads hade been altered by the Paksis, the three pilots were able to get decent control over their machines rather quickly. However, the enemy they were facing was anything but patient. The ship and the Dreads were being overrun by octopus-like ships and the seed-like mother ship was launching Cube Fighters through an open front that seemed to be never ending. For every one that they would shoot down, another five would take its place.

"We're really a peaceful race!" Dita cried, dodging another volley of shots.

"Dita! These are the enemy!" Jura snapped as she fired at several Cube Fighters. She was somewhat surprised to see that Dita's flying skills had somehow improved inside her new machine.

"The controls were upgraded," Meia observed as she pushed her machine to destroy as many of the enemy craft as she could. "But who are these people and why are they attacking us?"

"Well," Jura grunted as she dodged a shot. "They certainly aren't men!"

"No kidding! These are really BAD aliens!" Dita cried out.

Attack Ride: Blast

Dita turned just as several crimson bullets ripped through the air and destroyed several of the Cube Fighters and a couple of the Octo-Fighters. Meia was slightly stunned at the sudden assist. Jura just blinked in confusion. All three female pilots looked to the source of the shots which seemed to be helping them in a time of need.

A modified Vanguard came flying towards the battle. It was holding an oddly shaped rifle which was probably used to save the group. The machine was mainly red, white, and black with bright green eyes. It even had several panels on the face making it look like…

"MR. ALIEN!!" Dita cried out happily.

"My name is DECADE!!" the Kamen Rider inside the mecha cried out. He punctuated this by pointing his weapon and shooting several more Cube Fighters down.

"I see our reinforcements got to you," Magno's voice echoed in the three Dreads pilots.

"HE'S our reinforcements?!" Meia cried out in shock. "You have to be kidding!"

"Where did he get such an elegant machine?" asked Jura absently.

"Wow!" Dita smiled.

Decade just watched the approaching fighters with a critical eye. As he was flying towards the fight, his machine gave him a data readout stating that his suit was connected to his mecha through the piloting seat. If he used his cards, they would affect the machine like they did him. Of course, that was proven true when he used his Attack Ride, which allowed his gun attachment to fire rapidly without a need to reload. Still, he would need more.

"Let's give this one a shot," Decade muttered as he opened his belt and slipped another card inside.

Attack Ride: Illusion

To the shock of the three Dread pilots, The Vanguard Decade suddenly split into three machines, all identical with an identical gun. The three Vanguard Decades pointed their weapons and fired. More Cube Fighters and Octo-Ships were blown to pieces from the sudden attack.

"So…elegant!" Jura gasped.

"YAY MR. ALIEN!!" Dita cheered wildly.

"…big deal," Meia muttered.

The six machines all flew forward and began blowing up more of the Cube Fighters and the remaining Octo-ships. Blowing away one last Cube Fighter, Decade saw that the mother ship was opening its large front so to release more Cube Fighters.

"Oh no you don't!" Decade roared as he drew another card. However, drawing it dismissed his clones, but that was a fair price to pay. This new card was gold with his symbol on it. Sliding it into the Decadriver, he activated the card.

Final Attack Ride: De-De-De-Decade

Large golden projections of the card appeared in front of Vanguard Decade. Rockets in its legs and feet activated, launching the mecha up with the projections following it. Vanguard Decade cut the rockets when it was high enough and repositioned itself for a kicking motion. When he was in position, rockets on the back fired up and launched the machine through the projections making gold bar code rings appear around it as it flew through them. Just as the seed ship had finished opening its mouth to launch another bunch of cube fighters, Vanguard Decade flew through the final projection and smashed into the ship, foot first.

To the shock of the Dread pilots, Vanguard Decade smashed right through the machine. It tore through the top before coming back out at the bottom. The ship shuddered for a moment before explosions rippled through the body of it. Finally in one huge explosion, the machine came apart in a rain of heat and debris.

"MR. ALIEN! YOU DID IT!!!" cheered Dita.

Decade sighed. He just gave up trying to remind this girl his name wasn't Mr. Alien. It would just be a waste of time to convince her otherwise.

A/N: Paladin and I wrote this short series while brainstorming. I give him half the story credit coz he deserves it. End of story.