AN: Hello friends welcome to the brand new Super Hero Time consisting of Kamen Rider Mythos and Fantaji Sentai Questinger created by myself, Rubilina, and WillGAA. Mythos is a Greek Mythology based rider. In order to get the full experience I'd recommend reading Mythos first than Questinger. Remember to review and let us know know what you thought and let's begin.
A dark room is seen and smoke rises from an unknown location. Suddenly, a bright light shines through to clear the smoke and reveal Kamen Rider Mythos and Fantaji Sentai Questinger
All: Super Hero Time!
In the background, Mythos is shown fighting some unknown grunts, originating from his series.
QuestingRed: Wow, a Kamen Rider picked by the Greek Gods?
The Questingers are shown in the world of Kataryuko.
Mythos: A Sentai that's set in a fantasy world? That's so cool!
Mythos and Questingers pose all together.
All: Super Hero Time! LET'S START THE MYTH!
Kamen Rider Mythos
Myth 1: The Myth Reborn
Long ago in Ancient Greece...
A rocky battlefield sat on a lone island in the midst of a wide ocean; multiple molten looking figures rushed onto the battlefield, seemingly massing at one towering location, as though driven there by some mighty force. The sky was dark and thunder boomed with lightning raining down from the heavens striking some of the figures, turning them into ashes. Water rushed in other areas in ways not possible by typical laws of physics, ceasing the flow of magma wherever it made contact with the water. In yet another part of the battlefield, the figures were dragged down, swallowed by Gaea herself to rot.
Three men wearing armor and robes could be seen commanding these forces. One was wearing lightish blue and seemed gruff and buff; he was shooting lightning from his hands while simultaneously kicking some of the lava looking figures that dared to come near. Another was wearing greenish-blue armor and looked as though he had emerged straight from the pages of an Aquaman comic book. He was holding a trident in his hands, seemingly commanding the wave of water that rushed around. The last one wore pitch black armor; he carried a spear that caused the creatures to explode with darkness with every stab. The three seemed close, playing on each other's strengths and weaknesses.
A throne lay on the other side of the battlefield, and a figure, completely covered in armor to conceal their features, was sitting on it, laughing at the futile fight happening before him. It was almost a pity that this figure had to end what was happening so soon.
"My foolish sons," the figure boomed towards the three men fighting, "soon you will fall… Just like your sisters."
As he taunted them, the one with the trident impaled one of the molten creatures who was about to attack the one in the black armor. Just like his prowess with his trident, he made a quick jab towards the other man.
"Careful now, Hades! Wouldn't want you dying on us and sleeping with the fishes."
"Don't get cocky, Poseidon." Hades rolled his eyes at Poseidon, moving to address the other man nearby. "Zeus, where is this warrior of yours you are so very proud of?"
Zeus ducked from a punch from the molten creatures, easily retaliating and blasting the creature apart with lighting.
"Patience brothers... He'll soon be here," Zeus sighed. The fight had been going on for some time, and it was starting to take its toll on the three of them. They had no choice but to keep fighting in order to stay alive. They were bruised and battered as the fight dragged on. If something didn't change soon, they really would fall.
"Well I think we officially made father mad," Poseidon observed; the creatures were obviously swarming quicker. Hades, slowing down and fairly sick of the other man's quips,looked at his younger brother in sheer frustration, almost yelling "You don't say?"
However, a boom interrupted Hades' sentence as a chariot arrived on the battlefield, crashing into the creatures and completely destroying them.
The figure couldn't be seen well, but it was clear from the belt on his waist that he was the champion they had waited for.
"Brothers it's time!" Zeus called out to his brothers with a smile. "Let us lend this warrior our powers."
The three glowed and became transparent; their forms flew to the figure in the chariot. The figure in the throne shielded his eyes, seemingly not one for light; the glow intensified and began to destroy the molten creatures. However, the figure in the throne would refuse to hide. They would face their fate and overcome it; not even their partner would stop them this time. The being in the throne smiled under his helmet and stood up, ready to face the mighty warrior that was about to clash with him and secure his position as ruler over the world.
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10,000 years later...
Two individuals stood in a museum: a man who appeared to be in his mid 20's and a young boy who couldn't have been older than 5 on his shoulders.
The two looked at statues of Zeus, Hades and Poseidon; the man was telling the boy a story.
"So you see, Hikaru, the three brothers with the help of a mysterious warrior managed to defeat their father Cronus and imprison him in Tartarus, the deepest layer of the underworld, home to the baddest of creatures." The young boy looked down at the man "But Daddy... What happened to Zeus and his brothers?" The father smiled at his son.
"Well, Zeus became the king of the gods, since he was the one who led his siblings in the uprising. They all became known as the Gods of Olympus and many more gods ended up joining them, including the twins Apollo and Artemis, the war god Ares, and the explosive Hephaestus, who made them weapons." The boy looked at his father in amazement.
"Did that really happen, Daddy?" The father lifted his son off of his shoulders and crouched down to meet his son at eye level. "Well... What do you think, Hikaru?" The boy smiled as he looked at the statue of Apollo located next to Zeus.
"I think they sound pretty cool." The father laughed at this response.
"Well, they are pretty cool. Who knows? They might still be watching over us today even though their time has come and gone. Now come on; we better get home. I have to leave for a trip tonight."
The boy nodded as he took his father's hand. As they left, the boy turned around to face Apollo once more, and thought he saw the statue wink.
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15 years later, now present day:
From the ground, nothing. But from on high, it was a city floating above the clouds with multiple temples. Human-like beings could be seen scrambling as they gathered their weapons. The ground below rumbled, and it was heard from even up in this city. To the humans, though, it was probably just earthquakes.
Inside one large, central temple sat an aged Zeus; Hades and Peseidon could be seen at a large table discussing something with Zeus. Hades, in a moment of anger, banged his fist down on the table, yelling.
"I understand we don't have much power left, but are you sure about this, Zeus?"
Zeus stroked his beard deep in thought and nodded. "Yes, Hades. I'm sure we need the Mythos. You and I both know we don't have enough power to fight this army on our own."
Poseidon watched the two before interjecting. "Brothers, we knew this day would come, we've been running out of faith for centuries and the seal was weakening. This is some hot water we've gotten ourselves into."
Hades sighed. "I know that, but I thought we had more time. Zeus, what I meant was if you were sure it has to be Apollo." Zeus looked at his oldest brother. "Who else would you send?"
Poseidon answered for his older brother. "Why not Ares? He's uh… Much more competent than Apollo." Zeus frowned at his two brothers. "I know Apollo is a bit of a wild god, but we must have faith he can do this. We need the Mythos."
Just before either brother could respond, the doors opened and a golden haired young man dressed in golden armor ran in, kneeling down to the Big Three. "Father, I'm here. What did you need me for?"
Zeus looked at his son as he picked up a chest from the table. "Apollo. As you know, Cronus and his army called Pragmonas have finally escaped Tartarus. They have reached our gates."
Apollo nodded. "I'm ready to fight them, Father." Zeus stood up and walked over to his oldest son and put an arm on his shoulder. "I'm happy to hear that, Apollo, but I have a special job for you."
Apollo looked at his father, keen to hear what he would be doing. "We are too weak to win this battle on our own. We need you to go to Earth and recruit a human to our side."
Apollo looked at his father's stern eyes, his face full of disappointment. "But Father! I want to stay here and fight with you; Olympus will surely fall without me."
Zeus shook his head. "Apollo, this job is much more important. Now, go! We'll try to give you as much time as you need before they descend to Earth." He then thrust the chest into Apollo's hands, who was still hesitating to go. "Father, please! I know I haven't always made you proud, but let me prove myself!"
Zeus nodded at his son and smiled "I know you will, my boy."
With that, the temple opened up below Apollo, who fell from Olympus to the world below him.
As he watched their last hope go, Zeus whispered "Good luck... My son." With that he went with his brothers to face the army they had faced so many years ago.
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*The Opening theme begins, Colors by Flow*
Instrumentals begin as the city is first viewed before shooting upwards to reveal a floating city and Hikaru Kinami standing in front of a temple with a sun on it. The words Kamen Rider Mythos flashes on screen.
jibun wo sekai sae mo kaete shimaesou na shunkan wa itsu mo sugu soba ni
The camera flies through the city showing several temples and finally the sun before several flashes of monsters appear.
kakusenu iradachi to tachitsukusu jibun o mitsume
Hikaru is shown in several places looking withdrawn and upset in several locations including his mothers flower shop, his school and finally a busy street. Finally it flashes to him now as Mythos atop a building looking down on the city.
mayoinagara nayaminagara kuyaminagara kimereba ii sa
Taiga, Mizuki and Kiriko appear in the flower shop looking happy as Hikaru is withdrawn from them before the scene flashes to the city, Olympus with the gods flashing one by one before landing on Apollo holding the Apollo Orb.
kimi ga kureta kotoba hitotsu tomadoi wa kiesari
Hikaru is shown picking up the Mythos driver and placing it on himself
karappo datta boku no heya ni hikari ga sashita
Hikaru henshins as Apollo flies behind him flashing a golden light
miageta oozora ga aoku sumikitte iku
Mythos fully formed bursts into a group of foot soldiers fighting them off
tozashita mado wo hiraku koto wo kimeta
Apollo appearing over lined with Mythos yells as Mythos performs a rider kick
jibun o sekai sae mo kaete shimaesou na
Mythos is shown riding his rider machine Machine Chariot
shunkan wa itsu mo sugu soba ni
Several flashes including two silhouetted Mythos forms and Cronus's coffin appear before settling on Hikaru and Apollo standing together
The music ends with the Pantheon Driver and multiple Orbs scattered on the ground with a ray of light on them.
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Kinami Flower Shop
A short-and-brown-haired girl in a school uniform with earbuds in enters into a flower shop. It isn't too busy, but there are a few customers within the store, probably buying for their own special occasions. The girl takes her headphones off and waves to the older woman at the register, her own bangs covering her left eye.
"Good morning, . Is Hikaru up yet?" She said this fairly plainly, so as not to disturb the other customers
The older woman behind the counter smiled at the girl and shook her head. She was a kind woman, known for her prowess in making arrangements of flowers.
"I think he's still sleeping, Mizuki." The brown-haired girl frowned. "Don't worry, I'll go wake up your lazy, good-for-nothing son."
Kiriko Kinami nodded and watched Mizuki march through the door that was labeled as private; it seemed as though the older woman was used to her behavior. Mizuki made her way up the stairs and into the apartment above the flower shop. She stopped briefly at the table to see breakfast that had been set out for Hikaru. Deciding he didn't need the toast at the least, she took the buttered slice of bread for herself.
Upon reaching Hikaru's room, she decided to go for the louder approach of waking him up, knowing that he was prone for continuing to sleep with just a simple prod. She kicked the door open.
"HIKARU KINAMI!" Mizuki yelled, "GET UP! I WON'T LET YOU MAKE ME LATE FOR CLASS!"
The sheet wrapped ball that was located on the bed moved slightly, a boy with black hair poking his head out from the blanket shortly after.
"Mizuki, do you always have to be loud?" the boy complained tiredly. Mizuki responded with a nod.
"We have an hour to get to class, so you better hurry." The boy got out of bed and mumbled how they had plenty of time, but wasn't brave enough to say anything He knew how frustrated the girl could get with him as is. The girl tapped her foot waiting for him to put on his glasses; a perfect example of her impatience.
"You're so slow," Mizuki vocally complained. "Why can't you be more like Taiga and get up faster?" Hikaru winced at the mention of his older brother. "Sorry, I'll get ready quicker."
The girl nodded as she exited in order to let him get dressed, Hikaru following shortly after to find Mizuki waiting for him outside his room.
Kiriko was tending to some flowers since the shop was now empty. She heard the door open as Mizuki and Hikaru exited from the apartment. Hikaru smiled and went up and hugged his mother, giver her a short and sweet "good morning". Mizuki laughed at this, though.
"Stop being such a mama's boy," she kidded. Hikaru made a face as Kiriko laughed. "Let him be, Mizuki. You know that both Hikaru and Taiga have been taking care of me since their dad passed away 15 years ago."
"Well I'd say Taiga is mostly taking care of you," Mizuki responded. She then asked quizzically, "Speaking of Taiga, when is he getting back from America?" Before Kiriko could answer Hikaru began to walk out the door.
"Alright, bye Mom! See you later." Mizuki, not wanting to be left behind, followed him and quickly waved goodbye.
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Meanwhile in an alleyway, Apollo was recovering from the fall. Why he ended up in a place like Japan of all places was beyond him, though. It was after this thought that he panicked, moving to look around for the chest he was given by his father. Upon finding it on top of a dumpster, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Good thing I didn't lose this or else I'd be dead." He looked around and began to walk out of the alley. "Now, let's find this warrior so I can make my father proud."
As he walked out onto the busy street, he noticed a problem. No one could see him. He couldn't help but sigh.
"Oh great, I have no solid form."
He remembered back to ancient times where he could be seen by everyone and he was worshipped like the great god that he was.
"Guess I gotta find someone with enough faith to see me if I want to do this thing." He began to walk down the street, completely passing through the people. It was going to be a long day.
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Though Apollo was wandering the streets, Hikaru was nearly falling asleep as his professor droned on about the Trojan War. He had heard all of it before and remembered his father's stories of it. It was a better time when his father was around. It had been 15 years since his father disappeared on a trip to Greece and Hikaru still missed him. His father was a historian who had focused on ancient civilizations he'd always tell stories of ancient gods, heroes and monsters.
Now, in order to honor his father, Hikaru was in school studying to be a historian himself. He wanted to make his father proud of him, wherever his father was.
Class eventually ended, but not before the professor announced a test next Friday. Hikaru gathered his things and left to meet up with Mizuki. She was training to be a police officer, and since she was always a little intense, she'd be good for the job.
He spotted her standing in the lunch area watching a TV airing a gossip program. He walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey, what are you watching?" Hikaru asked. Startled, Mizuki turned around and twisted his wrist. It was her immediate response, but she was quick to let her friend go. "Oh, Hikaru. Sorry, but you shouldn't sneak up on me like that," Mizuki said apologetically. After she released him, Hikaru rubbed his wrist clearly in pain. "So what are you watching?" he quizzically asked.
"Oh, that," Mizuki said, turning back to the TV. "Taiga is on TV he apparently broke up with some movie star he was dating." Hikaru looked at the display, his brother's picture staring back at him.
"Oh, that's cool. He's coming home next week. You had asked earlier," Hikaru said. Mizuki nodded in response. "Taiga is so cool. Hey, Hikaru? Do you ever dream of being famous like him?" Hikaru forced a smile on his face and shook his head.
"No, I'm content with following in my dad's footsteps," Hikaru said with a twang of sadness in his voice. Mizuki set a hand on Hikaru's shoulder, showing a small smile.
"Right. Well, I can't walk home with you today; I've got a meeting. I'll see you later," Mizuki said. She waved to him and ran off. Hikaru was left to look down at the floor, upset.
"I'm fine staying in Taiga's shadow for the rest of my life."
As he walked out of the college and down the street, Hikaru felt sadness; he was never going to be as great or as loved as Taiga; Mizuki would never pay attention to him like she did Taiga. As he walked onwards, he noticed the weirdest thing: a man with golden blonde hair walking in armor while holding a chest in his hands.
Finding it odd, Hikaru began to follow the man as the man turned into an alley. As he approached the man, he overheard the man mumbling to himself. Hikaru called out to him.
"Uh... Excuse me sir? Are you okay?"
The man jumped and Hikaru watched as he glowed gold. Some kind of energy manifested and knocked Hikaru back. All Hikaru saw afterwards was blackness.
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Olympus was cold and dark. Molten beings filled the temples where gods and goddesses stood. They were carrying chests filled with glowing orbs, filled with the powers of the gods and goddesses they had defeated. They were to be scattered throughout the world in order to ensure any possible survivors of the rampage couldn't find every single orb. Inside the main temple sat a coffin where Zeus's throne used to be at and two beings stood nearby. Both beings, one appearing male and the other appearing female, looked at the coffin, but only one sighed.
"Krios, why is my king not yet awake?" the first said. The other, assumedly Krios, looked at the coffin, and spoke back in a loyal tone.
"Patience, Rhea. Our king will awaken when he regains his power. For now, we must begin on our plans for Gaea." They heard a laugh behind them as a third figure entered into the room, giving a slight bow.
"I already sent down some Tartarians and the Minotaur to wreak some havoc amongst the mortals. They'll learn to fear the Titans soon enough."
Krios and Rhea looked at the man; Krios smiled upon seeing him.
"Ah, Prometheus. I see you've been freed," Krios stated. Prometheus smiled in response. "Yes; freedom does feel so good after so long." Rhea laughed.
"It feels so good to be free after so long and have no one to oppose us," she smuggly bragged. Krios nodded in agreement. "Yes, soon Mother Gaea will be ours again." Prometheus nodded, but there was a hint of doubt as he spoke again. "However... There is a small problem." Krios looked at his fellow general.
"What would that be?", Krios said. "Sadly," Prometheus confessed, "we do not have physical form in the human world, so our minions will be required to possess something to take form." Rhea looked to the coffin.
"Is that all? It does not matter; we have all the time in the world."
The three titans began to laugh, knowing the world was at their whim. Soon, their mother would once again be ruled by the Titans, as there was nothing left to stop them, neither mortal or divine.
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Back on Earth in a crowded part of the city, people could be seen enjoying their evening, walking through the streets, singing along to tunes that poured out of shops, and engaging with their friends. A particular music shop with a trumpet in the window was mostly being passed by people.
A glowing ball of darkness floated around the shop and ultimately stopped at the trumpet. It passed itself into the trumpet, the instrument beginning to glow and take shape. All of a sudden, people were thrown from the street after an explosion from the interior of the shop. As people struggled to stand and look at what happened, out stepped Minohorn, a Minotaur but with trumpet-like horns on his head.
The monster smiled as the molten beings, the Tartarians, began to rise from the sidewalk around him. Not wasting time, Minohorn emitted a sharp noise from his horns, causing glass to shatter and people to be thrown back by the sound. He laughed as he commanded the Tartarans.
"We have our orders," the monster bellowed, "so let's cause a little destruction." With that, he and his minions began to attack the innocent bystanders who had come to see what the commotion was.
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Hikaru felt groggy as he began to open his eyes, light blinding him as he opened them, like how one deals with light flooding one's eyes in the morning. He felt someone poking him as he heard an annoyed voice.
"Hey, hey, hey. Kid, can you hear me?" the voice said. Hikaru shot awake to turn to see the man who had hit with the energy staring at him.
"Who are you?" Hikaru asked fearfully. The man looked at him; the being was clearly taller than him, which made Hikaru feel quite small. "You can see and hear me?" the man asked. Hikaru looked the man who was holding a weird chest.
"Uh... Yes?" Hikaru responded. The golden man smiled and laughed. "Yes! I found my warrior!" Hikaru could only look at the man in sheer confusion. "What do you mean by warrior?" he said. "I'm no warrior." The man stopped smiling in order to clear his throat.
"Oh, right. Name's Apollo; you've been chosen by me to become the mighty Mythos." Hikaru looked at the apparent god in disbelief at what was happening. "Wait... Apollo, as in the Greek God Apollo?" Apollo smiled.
"Yes, yes. I know, my reputation precedes me," Apollo bragged. Hikaru nearly slapped himself in disbelief. "Am I going crazy?" he said. "Why am I the only one who can see you?" Apollo sighed.
"Alright, look. Long story short, we gods run on faith. Only those who have faith in us can see us; you apparently believe in us, so you can see me." Hikaru still looked at him like he had two heads.
"So... You guys aren't just stories. But what's Mythos? Why am I being chosen for it?" Apollo opened the chest, revealing a belt-like device and an orb laying next to it. "Mythos," Apollo explained, "is the warrior chosen by the gods; only one who has faith in the gods can become Mythos." Hikaru touched the driver, feeling a surge of power.
"I'm the only one who has faith in you?" Hikaru asked worriedly. Apollo frowned. "Unfortunately. Trust me, I checked the entire city." Hikaru backed away in a bit of a hurry.
"Listen, you got the wrong guy," Hikaru explained. "I'm not a warrior and I'm certainly not someone who's destined for anything great." Apollo glowed as he began to get angry.
"Look, kid. You aren't my first choice and I certainly don't want to be here." Apollo gave a sigh, looking at Hikaru. "You're all that I've found, so you're gonna put on this belt and become Mythos." Hikaru looked at the angry god.
"My name is Hikaru Kinami, not kid. Why is it so important that I do this?" Apollo frowned and looked down, his anger subsiding.
"Because the Greek gods are in trouble." Apollo shook his head a bit. "The Titans escaped Tartarus and the other gods sacrificed themselves to give me time in order to find a Mythos because that's the only being who can stop Cronus." Hikaru's eyes widened.
"The Titans? Like, the most evil beings in history?" Hikaru asked. Apollo nodded "Yeah. We're too weak to fight them, so we need you."
Before Hikaru could answer he heard an explosion come from within the city. He looked at Apollo and, against his better judgement, turned and ran towards the explosion, hoping that whatever was blown up wasn't what he thought it was.
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Hikaru arrived on the scene as people passed him running for their lives. He saw the molten beings running at civilians, trying to hit those attempting to escape and swiping at the innocents with claws. As Hikaru watched, Apollo appeared beside him, making Hikaru jump.
"Those are Tartarans, the footsoldiers of Pragmonas," Apollo explained, "which is the army of the titans." As Hikaru attempted to recover, he saw a large monster with horns on its head and blaring horrible noise out of them. "...And that's a Minotaur; he's certainly got some new tricks." Hikaru couldn't help but feel helpless.
"So you want me to fight these things?" Hikaru asked. Apollo nodded in response.
"You're the only one who can right now," the god explained. Hikaru gulped, unsure of what to do when he saw someone trying to fight the Tartarans; he realized immediately who it was. "Mizuki!" Hikaru yelled.
He watched as his childhood friend tried to fight off the monsters and help people escape, but not even she could do anything to stop the monsters, getting well beaten up in the process. She was hit in the arm by one of their claws, drawing blood from the wound and knocking her down.
Even Hikaru couldn't do anything; his legs refused to move, but he knew what he needed to do in order to save his friend from dying. Hikaru looked at Apollo who still held the chest in his hands.
"What do I have to do?" Hikaru seemingly pleaded. Apollo motioned for the belt, the chest still opened.
"Put on the belt," Apollo explained, "and the rest will come naturally." Hikaru hesitantly nodded and put his hand in the box; he promptly removed the belt from the chest and put it on.
The belt lit up, seemingly coming alive with power as the belt wrapped around Hikaru's body. "PANTHEON DRIVER"
Hikaru grabbed the orb next out of the chest, holding it upwards. He yelled out with a booming voice. "Apollo, lend me your power!"
Apollo appeared behind Hikaru, looking determined. "Finally. Let's get this over with."
Hikaru held up the orb in front of the driver, which seemed to accept it via a scanning system. "Apollo Orb!" Apollo glowed brighter; he could be seen by all around him, including the monsters and Mizuki, who all turned to look at what was going on. The driver began to chant.
"What's beyond the chains?! Break freeeee!"
"What's beyond the chains?! Break freeeee!"
Hikaru put his hands together, as though doing a prayer; Apollo mimicked him. Hikaru then pressed the button on the top of the driver as he called out "HENSHIN!"
The driver opened up and covered Hikaru in a base suit as a golden chariot came out of the belt; it flew around before crashing into Hikaru.
"Ride on! Power of the sun! (The golden god!) Apollo Frameeeee! Yeah!"
As the chariot crashed into him, more armor was formed over his base, including a trench coat and cape around Hikaru's neck. A light shined down on the newly formed Rider; the myth had once again come alive to save the world in its time of need. Minohorn looked at the rider.
"Who the hell are you?" he asked. Hikaru thought for a second before remembering another myth that he grew up learning about, calling out.
"I'm Kamen Rider Mythos; I'm the warrior chosen by the gods!" Hikaru smiled under his helmet, feeling confident for the first time in his life. He heard a voice call to him; it was familiar.
"Not bad, kid; I like the Kamen Rider part." Hikaru looked around him in confusion. "Apollo?" he asked, "Where are you?" He heard the god's laugh in reply.
"You and I," Apollo explained, "are merged now, so just listen to what I tell you and you'll be fine." Hikaru nodded as Minohorn signaled the Tartarans to gather around him. "I don't care who the hell you are, 'Rider' or not," Minohorn stated. "You'll die just like every other human."
Hikaru got into a fighting stance; the Tartarans charged, trying to attack him. Hikaru could hear Apollo's voice in his head commanding him when to dodge, kick and punch. Hikaru couldn't help but feel excited as he took the Tartarans out with ease.
"Wow, I feel great!" Hikaru exclaimed. He heard Apollo laugh. "Well, that's what happens when you have someone as great as me helping you!"
With one last kick from the Mythos suit, the last Tartaran fell. Minohorn watched as his army had fallen. "Fine," he fumed, "I'll deal with you myself!"
The monster charged Hikaru, who dodged the attack and delivered a punch to the monster as it passed him. Hikaru laughed.
"C'mon, is that all you got?" Hikaru taunted. Minohorn growled as he unleashed his sonic blast from his horns. Hikaru simply stood there, not being affected by the sound.
"I'm not just the god of light," Apollo laughed, only Hikaru hearing his boasting. "I'm the god of music as well; that won't do anything to me."
Hikaru, at Apollo's command, ran up and kicked the monster, staggering Minohorn before delivering a series of quick punches to the monster's chest to knock the wind out of it.
Deciding to take the bull by the horns, quite literally, Hikaru grabbed the trumpets on Minohorn's head and spun him around, proceeding to toss him into some rubble. The monster struggled to get up, now feeling dizzy, confused, and exhausted. Upon seeing this, Apollo quickly called to Hikaru.
"He's weak; finish him!" Hikaru nodded and once again scanned the orb on the driver. "Apollo's Favor: Kick!"
The chariot once again appeared; Hikaru jumped up into the clouds, chariot in tow. When he was high enough, he yelled, "Let's give the gods a tribute!"
The chariot was absorbed into Hikaru and he was engulfed in golden light as he descended from the clouds, foot outstretched. Becoming almost like a beam of light, the kick struck Minohorn and went completely through him; Hikaru emerged on the other side unscathed. Minohorn fell to the ground and exploded; this left Mythos the winner of the battle.
Hikaru glowed and the form disappeared, leaving him standing there with the belt still on, breathing heavily.
"Wow, did I really just do that?" Hikaru asked. Apollo appeared beside him. "Better believe it, kid; you weren't bad, but you need plenty of work."
Hikaru nodded and began to walk away from the battleground. However, upon hearing a voice behind him, he stopped.
"Hikaru, is that you? What was that?" Hikaru and Apollo saw Mizuki Ginko looking at her best friend in awe at what she had just seen. Hikaru struggled to find the words to say as she walked slowly to him, unsure of what would happen in the near future.
To be continued!
Next time on Kamen Rider Mythos:
Apollo is seen yelling at Hikaru
"How did I get stuck with such a weakling like you?"
Mizuki is standing next to Apollo
"I know he's not always the strongest but you can't give up on him yet"
Mythos is shown aiming a bow at a monster
"...I'll give the gods a proper tribute."