KS: Hello, one and all, it's your boy KnightSpark here. I'm feeling really good today, because I got something cool for you. I have thought of a Kamen Rider fic with Monster Hunter elements, and I finally worked up the nerve to do it. This will feature Hachiman from Oregairu, and will feature characters from other series. Oh, did I mention that all of it will take place in the DxD universe? Well, now I did, so expect things to get all kinds of crazy. Enjoy the fic.

Throughout the world, there exists certain continents that are not found on any map in the world. These particular continents have a diverse number of ecosystems, but were uninhabited by man for a while. Eventually, man discovered these continents and eventually settled in them, but like any other land, it had it's fair share of danger.

Storms that raged on for weeks, animals raided food stores and illness struck the people with limited resources to make medicine. Luckily, the settlers were not detered and pushed fought against their conditions through perseverence, wisdom and resourcefulness.

But even with all of that, they were still left unprepared for a threat they unlike any they have seen before.

Creatures of unknown origin prowled the lands that man had made their new homes in. Whenever they left the safety of their settlements to go look for food or herbs, these creatures more often than not attack them. To this day, they were known as monsters.

The monsters were savage and fierce and the settlers almost had no hope of fighting them back. But once again, their determination had set in. Learning from their forebears, they constructed weapons that assisted in fighting off the beasts. It was effective for the most part, but more monsters appeared, some stronger than others. The settlers eventually crafted armor that would protect them from devestating blows, some with special qualities. The battles between them and the monsters raged on for centuries until a stalemate was reached.

The settlers have decided to not just locate and strike down the monsters, but to also study them and the habitats they live in. There were few people in this group, but they eventually grew into a secret organization that dedicated their lives to finding, learning and defeating the monsters.

These individuals are known as…

Hunters.

Chapter 1: The Hunt Is On

It was a regular day in the town of Kuoh. The sun was shining without the obstruction of clouds, and the birds were singing, creating a pleasant atmosphere. And pleasant it was.

Young men and women were walking up the road, dressed in their school uniforms, ready to receive their education. Some made idle conversation on the way there.

"Another day, another dollar. What club are you planning to join?"

"I'm thinking A/V. I've had a knack for fixing electronics, so I know I'll fit in there."

"Sweet. I'm joining the basketball club. I love the sport and practice every day of the week. I'm gonna have a lot of fun in it."

"With that attitude, you're sure to make it to nationals."

"Heh, you know it."

"Watch out! The freak's charging through again!"

Both of the students flinched when the word "freak" was mentioned, as if they knew what was going on.

"Damn it… he's coming on the bike again."

"For crying out loud, why haven't the teachers thrown the book at that guy?"

The sound of a chain buzzing rapidly caused the two students to quickly move out of the way as a student whizzed past them on a bike, not caring about who stood in front of him.

"Damn that guy! Why the hell can't he come to school normally like the rest of us?! And why does he have to come on such a boss-ass bike like that?!"

"I think the better question is how his ass isn't expelled. I heard he's been giving the student council no end of trouble with the shit he pulls."

The student on the bike rushed past the others with little regard for their safety. His short black hair flowed with the wind and dark eyes were focused in what was in front of him.

"Everyday is the same thing," he sighed. "I go to school, get yelled at by the brass and head to class with everyone looking at me like they want to put me in the dirt." He scoffed to himself. "If they knew what I went through, they would be giving me a different look."

He sped on his bike, then saw a wooden board leaning against a large brick. Grinning like a madman, he shifted his gears and rode over the board, flying into the air, much to the shock of the other students below him.

"Now this is how you get air!" he shouted as he made his decent.

He landed and rushed past the gate, pumping his brakes as he skids to a halt in front of the fountain. Getting off the bike, he looks up at the large building he stood before.

"Hello, Kuoh Academy," he said. "We meet once more. Now, time to prepare yourself for the arrival of-"

"HACHIMAN HIKIGAYA!"

He winced as his name was shouted at full blast from across the courtyard.

"I see we're settling into the regular routine once more."

He turned towards the source of the yell and saw two girls storming towards him. One had short black hair and violet eyes which she wore round glasses over. The second girl was taller with a more prominent bust size along with long black hair and light brown eyes with square glasses. Both of them wore the girls' uniform, which did wonders for their figures.

"Well, well, well," Hachiman said in a dry tone. "The esteemed Sona Shitori and her loyal dog come to greet me once more."

"Lose the attitude, you reprobate," Sona growled. "This is fifth time you came screeching in on that wretched thing of yours."

"Hey, I'll have you know that wretched thing has transported my from my home to this dreg of a school," Hachiman shot back. "So forgive me if I do not share your rather narrow-minded view of how I live my life."

"How you live is disruptive to the entire student body and I'll not stand for it any longer," Sona seethed. "I'm going to install some discipline in you so severe, it'll make your head spin."

Hachiman dryly chuckled. "And what, pray tell, kind of discipline did you have in mind?"

Hachiman let out a loud groan as his head was rested on his desk, feeling very fatigued.

"That was the worst lecture I have ever gotten in a long time," he groaned. "But it was worth it, seeing the look on that stiff's face. It was like she was about to explode."

The rest of the classroom buzzed with chatter, which quickly died down when a woman with short hair and eyes walked into the room. She wore a green tracksuit which was unzipped, showing her white-t shirt underneath.

"It's nice to see you've settled down," she said with a smile. "Now we have time to pick up where we left off on our reading. But before we do…" Her smile was replaced with a stern frown. "Mr. Hikigaya."

"Present," he said, raising his head.

"You'll be getting double the amount of homework for harrassing the student council president. Again."

Hachiman waved it off. "No skin off my back."

"Also, she told me that she expects you to polish the floor of the kendo club's room after school."

At that point, Hachiman gave his teacher a disinterested look. "That's it? Is there anything else I should know, Ms. Sharyu?"

The woman blushed significantly as she cleared her throat. "I told you to refer to me as Ms. Yuuki. Honestly, I'm starting to understand what Ms. Shitori feels every time she has to deal with your antics."

"Oh, don't sell yourself short," Hachiman said with a hand wave. "You're nowhere as high strung as she is."

The teacher let out a sigh. "Okay, let's begin the lesson before the day slips past us."

Hachiman let out a long, haggard sigh as he walked through the hallway.

"Damn it all," he said. "The amount of homework Ms. Sharyu stuck me with is going to cut into my schedule. Is there anyone in this school that's not under that stuck-up workaholic?"

He leaned against the wall, sighing again.

"On the bright side, it can't get any worse than normal."

"Yo, Hachiman!"

A shiver ran down his body as he recognized the voice.

"I just had to tempt fate again, didn't I?"

Begrudgingly, he turned around to see who called out at him, and his worse fears have been confirmed when he saw who was striding towards him with the biggest grin on his face.

Issei Hyodo, the biggest pervert in the whole school and the bane of its female population (at least that's what he heard). His brown hair, golden eyes and red shirt that he wore under his uniform was unmistakable.

"Issei, so good of you to show up," Hachiman said with heavy sarcasm. "Even though I prayed to every available deity that you wouldn't."

"Aw, you know me," Issei replied cheerfully. "I'm too hard to get rid of."

Hachiman let out derisive snort. "Yeah, like an STD."

Hearing that made Issei facefault. "Come on, dude! Why do you have compare me to those?"

"I originally thought of mosquitoes, but they're much easier to deal with," Hachiman replied. "Anyway, now that you're here, could you explain to me why before I leave you to whoever is hunting you down like the hormone-possessed dog that you are?"

Issei flinched at the accusation. "H-How did you-"

"Hyodo, for the longest time time I've known you, which to this day I still curse the heavens for, I'm the first and only person you crawl to help you bail your miserable ass out of whatever situation you got yourself in. In short, what do you want?"

At that point, Issei clutched Hachiman's shirt, tears flowing from his eyes. "I need you to hide me from the kendo club, man. They're gonna kill me for sure."

"Of course they are," Hachiman scoffed. "You and those other morons have been spying on them almost every day when you get the chance. In fact, I shouldn't even humor your inevitable request to evade retribution. I'm out of here."

He pulled Issei off of him and threw him to the floor before walking off, scratching the back of his head. Issei, on the other hand, was rubbing his lower back, groaning in pain.

"Ow… damn, that hurt. Guy really knows how to bruise someone."

"Compared to what we're about to do, you're going to get a lot more than bruises."

Issei's blood ran cold when he recognized the dark tone of voice coming from behind him. His fear prevented him from turning around, as he felt the combined hostile aura from the entire kendo club.

"P-Please have mercy on me," he squeaked.

Murayama glared at him, holding her shinai menacingly. "For you? Never."

The last thing Hachiman heard before he left the building was the agonized howling of a pitiful male accompanied by sounds of said male being beaten by sticks.

"I'm glad I'm not in his shoes," he said.

As the school day came to a close, Hachiman was polishing every inch of the kendo club's room, making sure it smooth enough to slid on.

"I'm not sure who would classify this as punishment," he said as he ran down the room while holding the cloth to the floor. "I've been in much worse situations than this."

It took a while, but he was able to finish polishing the floor completely. Every inch of it sparkled like a set of diamonds.

"Perfect. Now I can get out of here."

Hachiman turned off the lights and left the room, satisfied with his manditory work.

"I'm lucky my bike didn't get confiscated," Hachiman said as he rode down the hill. "I wouldn't get back home as quick as I normally do. I just can't live without this thing."

He took a quick glance at the sunset before looking ahead of him. It was truly a remarkable sight.

"Let's hope the little runt isn't too lonely without me," he said, pedalling faster. "She'll find kind of way to fight off boredom."

Hachiman rode along, homeward bound.

Walking through the front door of his house, he took off his shoes and let out a stretch.

"Home sweet home," he sighed contently. "Finally, I can get some relaxation in. Before I have to dig into that homework."

Hachiman walked into the living room and threw himself on the couch.

"Komachi! Your beloved brother has returned home from school!"

The moment he shouted that, the sounds of footsteps were heard coming from upstairs. Soon, a little girl with short black hair and gray eyes came into view, wearing green sweater and blue shorts as she jumped on her brother.

"Welcome home," she said cheerfully with a big smile. "How was school today?"

"Ah, the usual," Hachiman replied. "Arrived on the bike, got Ms. Shitori mad and have triple the amount of homework."

Komachi immediately pouted as she poked her brother's forehead. "You'll never get a girlfriend if you keep up this delinquent image you've put on."

Hachiman looked at his sister in mock offense. "Delinquent? Why Komachi, I'm shocked that you would see your dear brother in such a light. I am nothing more than a humble student who goes through the endless hell of getting to school on time and going through the same routine every day of the week."

Komachi stared at her brother intently. "Did Ms. Yuuki give you extra homework?"

"At the request of our esteemed student council president," Hachiman replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Which reminds me, I need to get it over with before I lose the will to actually do it. Kindly let me lift myself off this comfort for that I may engage in my hellish task."

Komachi sighed and got off of her brother. "You know, you could just get the regular amount of homework if you didn't give Ms. Sona a reason to hate you."

"Komachi, a person her position will eventually get stressed from all the work she does," Hachiman said as he stood up from the couch and walked off. "I'm basically the closest thing she has to a chew toy, next to that blonde eunuch that follows her."

As he descended up the stairs, Komachi let out another sigh, putting a hand on her hip.

"Dumb brother of mine should really get himself a girlfriend if he drops the attitude." She shook her head and smiled. "Oh well. I have work to do myself. I better get to it."

She opened the door to the backyard and skipped off, humming a little tune.

Hachiman was in his room, doing the homework he was assigned. He was almost done, and didn't look tired in the slightest.

"What's the point of social studies, anyway?" he muttered as he wrote on his paper. "It's just a bunch of stuff that happened in the past, and a lot of it involves politics, which honestly, I'm better off without."

A low growl emenated from his pocket. Hachiman reached into it and pulled out a small, red, symmetrical diamond-shaped disc that glowed.

"What would you know about education?" he said to the disc. "Do you receive education on how to breathe fire and kill livestock?"

The disc let out a low growl, as if it took exception to Hachiman's remark.

"I'm right, aren't I? Granted, I don't want to say I'd like to switch places with you, 'cause we all know what that entails. But, I'm glad you're around. You're the only one I consider a comrade."

The disc growls again, only it was softer, showing its appreciating for Hachiman's comment.

"You're welcome," he replied, getting back to his work. As he continued writing, a knock was heard on his room door, followed by a familiar voice.

"Brother, could you open up? It's urgent."

Hachiman instinctively went to the door and opened it, revealing Komachi with a serious look on her face.

"What's up?" he asked, his face matching his sister's.

"A report came in," she said. "There's a sighting downtown and it's wreaking havoc."

Hachiman rubbed the back of his head and sighed. "So one of them finally showed up, huh? It was only a matter of time before that happened."

"I know," Komachi replied. "There hasn't been a case like this ever since the Elder Dragon Crossing. The fact that the Guild called us goes to show how serious this is."

"In that case, we're wasting time here," Hachiman said. "Time to go to the Den."

Komachi nodded. "Right."

The sounds of a motorcycle revving up reverberated throughout the dark room, ready to roll. Hachiman, who was seated on the machine, wore a leather jacket and a green helmet with flame decals.

"Alright, Komachi. I'm ready. Tell me where to go and I'll be there within the minute."

"Your target is found near the old factory," Komachi said through his communicator. "It's not doing too much damage, but you should get there and deal with the threat immediately. Also, I've been getting readings that four people are near the site as well."

"Did they get ambushed by the monster?" Hachiman asked.

"Surprisingly, no," Komachi replied. "It's the exact opposite."

Hachiman smirked under his helmet as the door in front of him slowly opened. "Someone's trying to take our job from us. Let's show them how we hunters operate."

"Right you are," Komachi said excitedly. "Go get 'em!"

Hachiman slammed the pedal of his bike and it sped out on the road, the metal gleaming under the moonlight.

"This thing is too powerful! It's not like anything we've ever faced before!"

"Even so, we can't give up! It'll cause damage to the town if left alone!"

"What a pain in the butt. I missed out on eating sweets for this crap."

Three people were currently fighting a humanoid monster with white fur, red eyes and a patagium. The blond boy with gray-blue eyes charged at the monster with a sword in its hand and swung at it, only for the beast to jump away, using its patagium to glide. The short girl with white hair and yellow eyes ran towards the monster, drawing her fist back.

"You're not getting away that easy," she said in a dull tone before slamming her fist into the monster's face, sending it flying into a wall.

"Now let's see if you can still stand after this!" a voluptuous girl with black hair and purple eyes called out as she summoned lightning to electrocute the monster. To her and everyone else's surprise, it was unaffected by the attack.

"Impossible! It wasn't affected at all!" she yelled.

"This is no ordinary monster we're dealing with," the blonde boy said in irritation.

"We just need to keep hitting it," the white-haired girl said. "It has to cave in somehow."

The monster slowly got up and growled lowly at the group. It then started to gather electricity around it's body, preparing to discharge it.

"It's about to attack!" the blonde shouted. "We have to stop it!"

They charged at the monster, but it was all for nothing as it rushed past them, discharing the electricity it gathered and shocking them.

"Ugh… that sucks," the white-haired girl groaned.

"This monster is unbeatable," the blonde growled, gripping his sword.

The black-haired girl gripped her arm as she shuddered in pain. "Is there nothing we can do to defeat this monster?"

Before any more action could be taken, the sounds of a motorcycle were heard outside, getting everyone's attention, including the monster.

"Who's riding their bike at this time of night?" the blonde asked in confusion.

"Probably an idiot who doesn't know what a curfew is," the white-haired girl replied.

"We need to get this person away from here," the black-haired beauty said with concern.

Suddenly, the motorcycle came into view and braked, getting between the group and the monster.

"I can tell by the way you're struggling that you have no idea what you're up against," the rider said.

The trio looked amongst themselves, wondering what the mysterious rider was talking about.

"That thing you're trying to fight is a Tobi-Kadachi," he explained. "It's a Fanged Wyvern that's known fly around trees and gather static electricity within its fur. Which you all got a taste of, by the looks of it."

The group looked surprised at his knowledge of the monster they were currently facing.

"The best way to defeat this monster is to break the head and tail, which are it's weak points," the rider said, taking off his helmet. "And luckily, I'm the guy to do it."

The rider was revealed to be none other than Hachiman, who grinned at the monster. Upon taking off his helmet, the others immediately recognized him.

"Wait, isn't that…"

"Hachiman Hikigaya, a second year at our school."

"He's the moron who's getting under the student council president's skin all the time, isn't he?"

Hachiman flinched at the at the last sentence, but quickly focused on the task at hand.

"I'm gonna take care of this guy for you, so sit back and enjoy the show," he said.

Reaching into his jacket pocket, he pulled out a black and silver device with claws on both sides, and a diamond-shaped hole in the middle. He placed it at the front of his waist, causing a belt to eject from it and wrap around him.

"Hunter Driver!"

The group was amazed at the device he possessed, as it was unlike anything they have seen before.

"What is that thing?" the black-haired girl asked.

"I heard it speak," the blonde boy replied. "The Hunter Driver, I think."

"What does it do?" the white-haired girl asked with interest.

Hachiman walked up to the monster with a serious expression, reaching into his other pocket and pulling out the disc.

"The hunt is on," he said.

He inserted the disc into the driver, which caused it to turn red and white.

"Spirit Locked!"

Dramatic music played from the driver as Hachiman extended his arms outward and raised them to the sky as red tattoos slowly appeared throughout his whole body. He closed his eyes as he slowly brought his hands down towards the driver, where he opened his eyes, which were now light blue and glowing.

"Henshin!"

Hachiman pressed on the claws as the tattoos grew and enveloped his body, much to the group's shock.

"What?!"

"This is unbelieveable!"

"Cool."

The raging aura enveloped Hachiman for a brief moment, but it began to settle, taking the form of red armor with a silver chest plate and a matching helmet with horns, and large blue eyes at the front.

"Spirit Form: Rathalos!"

"Rathalos?" the group repeated questioningly.

(Gran Turismo 6 OST: All My Life -Opening-)

Hachiman rushed towards the monster, where it quickly did the same, electricity forming around it. Unlike the group before, he ducked the creature's attack and grabbed its tail swinging it around in an arc and releasing it as it crashed head first into a support beam.

"Remember, the Tobi-Kadachi's weakpoints are the head and the tail," Hachiman explained as the monster in question removed its head from the beam, still in a daze. It charged towards him, delivering multiple swipes, but he dodged them all and counted with well placed body shots.

"Hitting anywhere else won't stagger the monster, but it's good to give it some damage," Hachiman continued, delivering a punch to the monster's chest that knocked it back a few feet. Letting out a roar, it leaped into the air, using its patagium to glide towards Hachiman, static electricity gathering around it's body to deliver a shocking attack.

"And most importantly, when you see sparks around it, clear out before you get hit, because that electricity can paralyze you."

Hachiman ducked rolled out of the monster's attack, making it crash into the wall, shattering it completely. The monster was dazed from the impact, holding it's head as it let out a pained growl.

"Once you have the monster dazed, it's time to finish it off."

Hachiman pressed the claws on his driver, making it glow bright red as he prepared to jump.

"Finisher: Rathalos!"

Fire appeared around him, which soon gave way to a large red dragon that let out a mighty roar as it glared down at the other monster.

"No way, he summoned a dragon?!" the black-haired girl said in shock.

"This guy is unbelievable!" the blonde boy exclaimed.

"He's going to roast that freak," the white girl said casually.

Powered by the flames around him, Hachiman jumped high in the sky, extending his right leg forwards as he dived towards the monster, striking it in the head, then landing perfectly on the ground as the beast caught on fire before exploding.

(End song)

Hachiman turned to the group, who stood in complete awe.

"And that, my friends, is one of the many basic in Monster Hunting 101."

He walked over to where the creature stood, seeing another disc similar to the one he used, only to showed the image of a white-scaled monster with red eyes and a giant tail.

"Awesome. Komachi is going to love this."

He picked up the disc and headed to his motorcycle.

"Wait!"

Hachiman stopped at the sound of a new voice calling out to him. Turning around, he saw a buxom red-headed girl with blue eyes landing a few feet from him before walking towards him.

"I just wanted to thank you for assisting my peerage," she said with a bow.

Hachiman waved it off. "Think nothing of it. I was just in the neighborhood."

He got on and prepared to drive off, only to feel a hand on his shoulder.

"Do you mind if I ask who you are?"

Hachiman looked back at her with a chuckle.

"You can call me Hunter. Kamen Rider Hunter."

He drove off, leaving everyone stunned, the redhead in particular.

"Kamen Rider Hunter… I'll have to remember that name."

KS: So how did you like that? Was it good? Was it great? Was there something that required improvement? Let me know in the comments and be sure to fave and follow if this interested you. I'll see you all next time. Peace. (walks off, but quickly returns) ...Is what I normally say, but this isn't like my regular fics. And how can I call this a Kamen Rider fic without adding the Kamen Rider style preview? Let's roll it!

Next time on Kamen Rider Hunter...

Identity Exposed!

Redhead: Are you Kamen Rider Hunter?

Hachiman: (does a spit take) W-What are you talking about?

A Proposal

Hachiman: The Occult Research Club? Devils? I'm not interested.

Another Monster Appears

Hachiman: A hunter always catches his prey.

Chapter 2: A Shocking Event