OMAKE 8

Disclaimer: I don't own Higurashi no Naku Koro Ni or its characters. I don't own Kamen Rider. However, I do own this Kamen Rider. Pls, enjoy this omake and pls read and review, OK?

BTW: I borrowed the opening scene from 'Hinamizawa Hell' by Zoken Hirogechi.

"Huh? Where am I? Wait…this…can't…"

"Ah, don't you just love how a finely sharpened knife glistens in the light? The funny thing about knives is that their so useful for cutting and so easy to maintain. All you have to do is sharpen sharpen sharpen!"

Mion, clad in her ceremonial white kimono, hastily worked away at a nearby table, sharpening a knife with a special tool all the while laughing in tune. Metal filings fell to the floor, as Mion made sure that the blade was perfect for its next use. With her back facing Rena, she raised various knives in the air, inspecting them under the light from nearby lanterns. If any imperfection was found, she made sure to fix it with precision. Other than that, Mion's position in the light made her seem all the more terrifying, not even acknowledging her friend's plea's for mercy. Her shadows casted a figure against the plains of the walls and rock, displaying something that didn't look like Mion at all, but some insane creature ready to kill.

From Rena's perspective, the entire room was upside down. Nothing around her seemed right, though that was probably attributed to the pain in her head. It felt as if all the blood rushed to that area, causing her to slowly become incoherent. From this, she could easily determine that she was hung upside down by her legs, the tight rope cutting off circulation to her now numb feet. Her hands were also tied behind her back. What was most terrifying to Rena this time was the fact that, as weird as this was, this was all real and not a dream. She desperately wished to wake up from this hellish nightmare. To no avail, though, Mion didn't heed her friend's cries.

"Ah, I see you're awake finally? Good! You're just in time for your punishment game, Rena-chan!" Mion turned to Rena, now walking towards her with a nicely sharpened knife. Her eyes were demonic like, their once shining green tint now replaced with a dull, hateful and vengeful gaze.

"P…P-P…Punishment game?! Mi-chan, this isn't a game! Stop it right now!"

"Nope, no can do Rena-chan! We lost today, remember? So now we need to play! A HA HA HA HA!" Mion's maniacal cackle sent Rena into overdrive. She struggled in a futile effort to escape her restraints, but failed all the same. Mion knelt down, watching Rena intently as she did this. It was almost like watching a worm squiggle out of a puddle of water, only to die from drowning. Mion laughed all the while at this comparison, now beginning to spin Rena round and round until she was sure Rena would get sick.

"Mi-chan, why are you doing…this…to meeeeeeee!" she cried out, as Mion began to spin her around. The room swirled in her vision, causing Rena to almost vomit on the floor. Thankfully, in a small measure of resilience, she didn't. Her words, though, caused Mion's sick and happily twisted mood to sour, her eyes becoming less emotionless and more hateful in a way that was terrifying to Rena. She cringed back a little, sweating a bit at seeing her friend in such a state.

"Why? WHY? You still haven't learned, have you? All you want is Kei-kun for yourself! You're just like the rest of them, but soon they'll meet your same fate!" she spat at Rena, disgusted somewhat with her stupidity and naiveté. Mion abruptly stopped spinning Rena around and caught her mid-length hair, ripping her head up to face Mion's own.

"Mi…Mi-chan…"

"You want Kei-chan for yourself, don't you? Too bad, because once I kill you and dispose of your body in the well, I won't have to worry you and, soon, the others anymore. It will be just me and Kei-kun forever!"

"…you stupid bitch!"

Mion's eyes went wide, looking at the stern expression in her former friend's eyes. Those very same eyes now held a fire of resistance unlike other times. Even so, for Rena to have cursed was near impossible. The Rena now talking to Mion was something much darker, something to actually reckon. It wasn't the same voice which displayed any and all urges to take something cute or adorable home. This time, it was a voice that could make Mion step back and take caution with. Her words, however, only made the rage in her heart grow more.

"Stupid…bitch? My, what nasty language you have there! I know just how to fix that! Looks like it's time to start cutting your tongue out!"

Rena looked up at Mion, and in response spit directly at her friend's face. Getting some of the substance in her eyes, Mion stepped back and cursed under her breathe, becoming more agitated with each passing minute.

"You'll pay for that, I hope you know…"

"NO! YOU'LL PAY FOR IT! YOU'LL PAY DEARLY WHEN KEIICHI-KUN LEAVES YOU OVER THIS…!"

Her cold, dull eyes now opened wide again, staring at the sudden change of Rena's being. She wasn't pleading for her life anymore, this time, standing up to defend herself. She could only watch as Rena tried to regain control of her dream.

"You think Kei-chan will leave me like that, huh? You have such little faith in him, you know that? Kei-chan will love me no matter what I do, just like I love him the same way. As long as he's loyal to me and I'm loyal to him, there's nothing that can harm us! So, think carefully about how this will all turn out before I end your pathetic life, got it? Kei-chan is mine: his heart, his soul, his happiness, and his love…ITS ALL MINE!"

"…I know that. That's why I stepped aside…"

"W…what?"

From what Mion could see Rena began crying, her tears falling along her forehead and down to the floor. She was taken back by this sudden statement, curious as to what Rena had meant.

"…When we first met him, Keiichi-kun was so wonderful. He was shy at first, but he warmed up to you and me, and even the others. Day by day, it was so much fun just to be with him…and with you. Every time he teased me…every time he patted my head, it made me happy. And when he stood up for me…he made me feel special and brought a smile to my face, I was happy…but you were my best friend Mi-chan…" Rena began crying more, trying her best to remain coherent "…I know how you felt about him. I always knew, and I saw how he showed his love for you and only you. So…I stepped aside, and gave up on him. I was naïve…it was just a crush. But what he showed for you…how he really loved you in the end of things…I realized that he would have never done that for me. He was in love with Mion Sonozaki, not Rena Ryuugu!" she stated, her tears ceasing.

Mion stood for a while longer, unable to decide what to do next. Her hatred didn't die in her heart, but part of her wondered if what Rena was telling was the truth. Though the grip on the blade didn't cease, her heart ached for revenge; revenge against those who got in her way. She could only get it, she thought, if she had a real reason and not just a lie to go off of.

"Rena-chan…if that was true…then why did you try to steal him from me?" she spoke, her glassy like gaze returning.

"I told you I wasn't trying to…"

"Really? Then why did you always take the chance to be with him when I wasn't around? Every time you went treasure hunting, you asked for his help, but that was just a front, huh? And last December when you were standing in the crowd with his hand on your shoulder…or in the car ride back to his house, how you drooled blissfully on his body while sleeping? What about recently, when I was attending to all my responsibilities as heir to the Sonozaki family, you were going out a lot with Kei-kun, huh? And don't forget your mysterious disappearances on the weekends; God only knows what you were doing then. Maybe you were stalking Kei-chan and I while we were on dates or maybe you…"

"MI-CHAN! I'm telling you the truth! Please, you have to believe me…"

"LIES! LIES! LIES LIES LIES! SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP! I've had it with this, NO MORE! TIME FOR YOUR PENALTY GAME!"

Mion strode over to Rena quickly, ready to deliver the blow to end this nightmare. However, Rena didn't succumb to this inevitable defeat just yet. She still pleaded, trying to make Mion hear her one last time. This last effort to get some sense into her, just as the pain in Rena's head felt like it would burst every blood vessel under her skin.

"Mi-chan, if what I'm telling you… is a lie then kill me now! But if you've ever held me as a friend in your heart, then believe me…when I say I haven't done anything with Keiichi-kun. I'm not in love with him, and I won't ever try to interfere in your relationship with him. Don't you get it? I want you two to be…"

"Happy? OK RENA-CHAN! WE CAN START WITH YOU DYING A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH! THAT WAY, KEI-CHAN AND I CAN BE HAPPY WITHOUT WORRYING ABOUT YOU EVER INTERFEREING IN OUR LIVES EVER AGAIN! AHAHAHAHAHA!"

Rena's eyes went wide with fear, anticipating the impalement of the knife coming at her stomach area. Closing her eyes, she prayed in the depths of this dream for a quick and painless death. After a few minutes of her eyes clenched and teeth gritting, though, Rena slowly eased up and looked at her friend, confused. Instantly she saw Mion hesitating a bit, just holding the knife at her waist in a low ready position. At this moment, some hope finally appeared.

"Mi-chan…did you…are you coming to your…?"

"You didn't think I would stab you, did you Rena-chan? That's too quick. I want you to suffer…LIKE I HAVE SUFFERED!" Mion went to slash at Rena's temple and the auburn-haired girl squeezed her eyes shut. However, when she didn't feel the sharp edge of the knife didn't touch her skin, she cautiously opened her eyes.

Standing between Mion and herself was a boy their age wearing a black jacket over his clothes. She could see his short indigo hair and a pair of ahoge atop his head. His back was facing her and she could see that on the back of his jacket was a green cicada. He was holding Mion's wrist, stopping her from dealing the cut.

He'd suddenly come to save her and his name was Shinichi.

"Sorry, Mion-sama, but you shouldn't play with sharp objects!" Shinichi shouted as he wrenched the knife out of Mion's hand and shoved her backwards. She hit the table and the knives on said table bounced off their surface and fell to the floor with metallic clangs.

"OK, she's down," said the boy, relieved. He turned to face Rena and the girl blushed at his handsome features. His eyes were deep indigo and the scar over his left eyebrow, shaped like XIII didn't mar his features. It just made him look cooler. Around his neck was a red scarf and he was wearing a green t-shirt and blue jeans under his jacket with black boots and gloves. "Are you okay, Rena-chan?" he asked. The girl nodded. "Don't worry. I'm going to get you out of this thing!" He looked up at the rope bound around her legs.

Rena cried out and Shinichi turned to see Mion charging at him with a knife with the intent to stab him. Spinning around, he swung out with his leg and hit Mion squarely in the face, the sole of his boot colliding with her knife and sending her flying backwards into unconsciousness as she hit the wall with a loud thud. "Sorry, Mion," he apologized under his breath. "OK, time to cut you loose." He didn't use the knives. Instead, he grabbed hold of the rope and gave a tug, breaking it. Rena cried out as she fell but he caught her in his arms and put her on her feet. He then tore apart the rope around her wrists. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Who are you?" Rena asked.

"I'm…" began Shinichi only to hear a groan. "Excuse me, cutie-pie." He turned to face Mion and he saw a dark shadow rising from her body as she slowly got to her feet. Her eyes stared menacingly at them.

"I don't know who you are, but you should not have gotten in the way," Mion said, but her voice sounded warped and distorted. It was like she was possessed by a demon. Shinichi's eyes focused on the shadow. It had a pair of horns and green eyes.

"The green-eyed monster of jealousy," muttered Shinichi. "Of course…"

Mion had two knives in hand and she lunged. Shinichi also shot forward, grabbing her wrists hard. Mion cried out as he squeezed and raised her arms over her head. "Who are you…?" Mion demanded.

"As I was about to tell Rena-chan here, I'm just an out of this world Kamen Rider!" Shinichi declared, "And as for you, you're not welcomed here! HENSHIN! LET'S RIDE: SHOWA!" The belt around his waist let loose a bright flash and Mion screeched as the light burned her eyes. The shadowy aura around her also started to detach from his frame before finally separating from her. Showa, now fully armoured, stared at the shadow as it began to take form. Rena's eyes widened at what she was seeing. Her saviour had transformed into a suit of armor and her best friend was possessed by a demon.

And the Darkloid indeed had taken the form of a demon. An Oni. It had the built of a gorilla with tusks coming out from its lower lip, huge hands and feet, long sharp horns and dark and messy hair that stuck out like a lion's mane. Its green eyes were focused on Showa who just yawned.

"Alright, game time!" declared Showa. He jumped at the Darkloid, drawing his arm back for a punch. The Oni Darkloid just swung its arm, swatting Showa out of the air and into the wall painfully. The torture devices fell on top of him. "Kuso…" he cursed. He drew his gun, the Showa-Blaster, and began firing on the Oni Darkloid. "Hey, ugly! I'm right here! Leave them girls alone!"

The Oni Darkloid roared and rushed at Showa. The Rider continued to fire only for his shots to bounce off. The Darkloid shot an arm forward and grabbed Showa be the neck before crashing through the wall, making a large hole.

The two then exited through another hole and fell down into the secret underground dungeon of the Sonozaki Clan, hitting the ground with Showa under the Oni Darkloid. He kneed the monster hard in the gut and then used his other foot to throw it off him and flip it through the air. Showa jumped to his feet and turned to face the monster. The Oni Darkloid beat its chest and lunged at Showa. Showa jumped backwards as the Oni Darkloid's large fists struck down onto the spot where he'd stood a moment ago, leaving a huge crater on impact.

Showa grimaced and commented, "Better not get hit by that." He summoned his Showa-Blade and charged at the Darkloid. He stabbed at the creature but the Oni Darkloid's skin was like steel as sparks flew but no damage was dealt. It then swatted Showa away and into the wall.

"Alright, no more Mr. Nice Rider," growled Showa as he dug himself out of the wall. "OK, gorilla-boy, let's finish this!" He gripped his fists before he knelt down slightly and slammed his palm onto the ground. On impact, green energy appeared around his hand before it travelled up his arm and began a path down to his feet. He then leapt into the air and stretched out both his legs, the energy pooling around his feet for a devastating drop kick. "RIDER KICK!!!"

Gravity took back its hold on the Rider as his feet crashed into the charging Darkloid's head. Its head snapped backwards as it was sent flying and crashing into the far wall. As soon as the Oni Darkloid impacted with the wall, it'd exploded.

"Should've done that earlier," commented Showa as he dusted himself off. He looked up at the hole which had been made earlier and jumped up to see if the girls were alright.

He saw Rena checking on Mion. Even after the green-haired girl had tried to murder her, Rena still cared for her friend. Mion hadn't been herself. She'd been under the influence of a Darkloid. It'd fed off her paranoia, doubt and jealousy. She suspected that all the girls in their group of friends were trying to steal Keiichi from her.

Showa approached the pair, his armor breaking apart into jigsaw pieces that faded into the wind. He knelt down and said, "She'll be okay. She'll be sore and won't remember what happened, but she'll be okay?"

"Who are you?" Rena asked. Shinichi smiled and her heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to speak, a silvery veil appeared behind him.

"In another world, the boy you love," he answered with a roguish wink before the veil swept over him and he vanished from her sight.

A/N: Jealousy is a scary thing, isn't it?