A/N: Hey guys! I am here with the third chapter of my story and man, this is already the third chapter I published within a week. Or was it two? I don't know but I am glad I am getting progress with faster updates due to my trip on November. As you all remember, and don't know if you were informed on the previous chapter of this story, the pairing is OC x Chisato. Also I want to give you all a heads up that my two jobs have been keeping me busy so I will use whatever time I have (even the smallest amount of time) to update my stories. Some stories will take time since I want to make sure I do well with the progress of the chapters and have the stories well-liked by you readers. Now that I got that out of the window, let us go back to where we left off in the story now, shall we?
'Thought'
"Ganma"
It was late afternoon as classes were starting to end for the day. Already, students were either leaving or going to the clubs they are part of. The sun was already close to descending on the horizon.
Hasegawa Chisato, however, remained in the infirmary, looking over a student file. The student file was showing information about the American transfer student.
To the school and many others she met, they were unaware of her real status. Her real identity kept hidden for reasons others aren't aware of.
The school nurse read the file over several times and found nothing off beside the PTSD due to witnessing his parents' death. When she was informed of his enrollment and being another male student, she planned to use her power to make her undesirable to him on the moment they meet.
However, when she first met the young man in person, his eyes spoke of something else before she even used her powers — a mask of normality that hides what lies in his soul. Behind his eyes showed nothing but pain, anger, revenge… even loneliness. It showed only the need to lash out at the source of his pain. He wasn't interested in her, only revenge towards the cause of his anguish. His vengeance serving as his purpose, attraction towards her not being seen in his dark brown eyes due to his driven goal.
She wonders what exactly happened to him to have such anger. She once asked a few students from his class if anything happened, and all they said was, "He is often silent and preferred to be alone."
That mindset was hiding the real part of him. Losing a family would do that at such a young age. Not to mention he is doing something that not anyone is aware of. She wasn't a fool. There was power within him. A soul wanting to embrace the outside to become a part of it.
She needs to find out about this power. The hidden power Enrique has could change everything.
A Specter's Testament
Chapter 3: Eureka! A New Eyecon Discovery!
The phantom rider fired at the training dummy, his body, covered in his form of the Nobunaga Damashii equipped over his torso. He has been training with the new Damashii to test its capabilities since early morning. With the Nodachi gone, he has to train harder after having to suffer damage from it. If the Ganma are getting stronger, he needs to do the same to have an advantage over them.
With the last training dummy destroyed, Specter lowers the gun. The area he was in smothered with said training obstacles that Yurusen set up and a barrier to mute out any gunshots to prevent any unwanted attention.
"Talk about overkill," Yurusen commented at the damage his friend did.
He glanced at the small spirit and replied, "You know how it is, Yurusen. They are not the types to give up so easily."
Fighting the Ganma, he knew they showed no mercy, nor do they spare any lives. They get what they want one way or another even if it means to cause havoc to their surroundings and their target in question.
The alarm from his phone brought him out of his thoughts. Glancing at the branch, he saw the phone that was currently in its cobra mode, slithering onto his hand to display the time. "We should head back to the apartment so that I can prepare for class."
"Does that sound like you are finally adjusting to being in a school for once?" Yurusen teased.
The armored foreigner shot a quick glare at the spirit. "Don't push it." He warned, walking back to the apartment.
After a short walk, he enters his apartment and grabs his uniform to take a much-needed shower for school. He would have used his motorcycle, but walking was better for the time being. He still has time to arrive at school. Hefting his school bag, he made sure his books are inside and exited the apartment.
The walk was subtle, but it wasn't long until he arrived at school grounds as the other students.
Entering the school, he switches the shoes he wore with the academy shoes and progresses his way to the Second Year floor. The foreigner quickly adjusted to the rules and standards of the school, so there were no problems whatsoever.
Just as he was about to climb the stairs, he caught a glance of the blue-haired Hero from before. She kept her distance, but he felt the gaze directed at him.
'Great… she is watching me.' Enrique thought as he was a little irritated.
He hates it, but he figured he was unknown to her. He was not like them since he was wielding a power that wasn't like them. The second-year huffed and brushed it off and walks up to his classroom.
He had no time to think when he needed to get to class and find any leads to the next Eyecon. Seeing himself on the second floor, he made his way to his classroom just in time — the bell ringing, notifying students of the class.
Taking his seat, he waited as the teacher arrived. The students notice the lights flickering in the classroom, earning murmurs across the room.
"We do apologize for the constant power difficulties, students. As of earlier today, most of the town has been suffering temporary problems with the power." Their teacher apologized.
Guess even the school has been having problems. The foreigner recalled the power outages occurring often. Even his apartment complex he lives in suffered the same situation for a day now.
Could something have happened to cause this incident?
'I should investigate this after school.' Enrique thought. Something is causing it, and he will find out.
He needs the Eyecons to fulfill his wish.
After several classes, he was glad it was all over. While homework is a little tiresome, he has the opportunity to start his homework. Walking down the school hall, he was about to make his exit-
"Ah, there you are." The second-year student noticed the teacher he first met in the school is now walking towards him. "I was looking for you."
"Oh, Mr. Sakazaki. Is something the matter?" He then noticed Basara and Nonaka with him.
"I was hoping you can help Toujou and Nonaka out?" The teacher requested. "Since you and Toujou have been transferred and been exempt from summer homework, it is reasonable to help Nonaka out."
The second-year glanced at his underclassmen, the female giving a minor glare that was unnoticeable by the teacher. No doubt she still wants answers to his power.
"Fine… I'll help." Enrique relented. The quicker he finished the job, the better. He doesn't want anyone else to ask about his power.
"Good! I'm counting on you two to help Nonaka." And just like that, the teacher leaves the three behind.
The second-year student looks at the two first-year students. Yuki was giving a neutral look at him before she said, "I don't need your help, senpai." Then looks at Basara. "Nor do I need your help, Basara."
"Wait, Yuki." Basara stopped her. "Won't it take till dark of all the work? You need help to finish the work."
The foreigner glanced at Mio. "I take it it isn't all good between the two, Naruse?" He asked.
"S-Something like that." She answered. "But it's nothing to worry about."
"Fine by me." He didn't want to know, nor did he want to ask. Both of them were Heroes (Basara being an exiled Hero), so it could be about those matters.
If it's about him, then he'll immediately decline what they are asking. He snorted, remembering they still want answers to how he can be Specter.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed Mio was staring at Basara and Yuki, her hands clenched while her eyes filled with concern.
"Naruse, are you okay?" The foreigner asked her.
The redhead didn't answer, but her legs wobbled before suddenly gasped. Mio toppled and fell, but Basara immediately catches her.
Mio's situation earned a shocked look from the phantom rider. "Basara is your sister, alright?!"
"I-It's alright, Enrique-senpai! Nothing to worry about." He quickly lifts her. "Sorry but I have to take her to the infirmary! You can help Yuki in the meantime!"
"Hey wait a minute-!"
Before he could ask why Basara leaves him while carrying Mio in tow.
"Uh... What just happened?" Enrique wondered what he had just witnessed. From what he saw, Mio was okay at first until she started acting strange. What was that all about?
"Ugh… why was I the one having to do most of the work?" Enrique grumbled. After Basara had to take Mio to the nurse from what happened, he was left to do all the work with Nonaka. The girl stole glances at him every so often during their work. He may be a second-year, but he had to help them since he was transferred here much like Basara. There were no excuses, and it was now nighttime because of that.
The girl was an annoyance and wanted no one to bother him in his quest to find the Eyecons. He didn't need help. The dark spirits are the reason for his pain. He is hell-bent on eradicating them to recover what he lost.
His movement comes to a halt, his eyes traveling around his surroundings. Throughout his training and fighting Ganma, he learned more to his fighting instincts, and this was ringing alarms in his mind. The eerie silence and the essence that was crawling in the shadows.
"Yurusen."
A puff of smoke appears next to Enrique. "What is it?"
"Something bad is happening. See what is going on. Basara and Mio are still here in the school."
"Alright!" The spirit vanished while Enrique focused on his surroundings of the night.
He soon spotted something coming out of the shadows. His guard raised with caution and alert. However, what appeared wasn't what he expected.
It wasn't Ganma but...several cloak demons armed with bladed weapons in hand.
'Demons…' He realized. Seeing the three charge at him, Enrique focused on his Ghost Driver's ability before bringing forth a silver blade that surged via blue flames. The GanGunSaber. Once the first demon drew near, he swiftly bisects the first one before focusing on the other who had its scythe-like blade aiming for his midsection. "Shit!" He glides back before parrying its weapon.
A flash of sparks collided, but he forces the blade down and punched the demon in the face. Staggering, it was an opening he needed and jumped with the sword. He brings it down, cleaving the monster in half. Feeling the looming approach, the foreigner blocks the attack but grimaced at the sharp tingle on his arm. It managed to get him but thankfully it wasn't a deep cut.
With a growl, the phantom rider slams his knee against the demon's stomach before changing the blade into its naginata mode. Twirling the weapon in hand, he digs his feet against the ground and parries its strike. Pushing the edge to his left, Enrique slashes it vertically before spinning around it and thrust the sword into its back from behind.
The demon froze before the teen pulls the weapon out, the former falling forward and onto the ground in defeat.
Seeing the small group of Demons dealt with, the teen took a moment to breathe after having to use the GanGunSaber. It has been a while since he used the weapon. Note to self: train to its full use again the next time he practices. Shaking his head, he looks around.
Something was going on.
"Yurusen, did you find Basara and the others?"
"They're on the roof, fighting that Yuki girl and a Shadow demon!" Yurusen informed, "They're holding off right now, but at this rate, they're gonna get killed!"
"We better get over there quick!" Enrique exclaimed before heading to the rooftop. He summons the Ghost Driver on his waist on the way. He then grabbed the Specter Eyecon and pressed it before putting it into the Ghost Driver.
EYE!
BATCHIRIMIRO! BATCHIRIMIRO!
"Henshin!" He shouted as he pushed the lever before pulling.
KAIGAN! SPECTER…
READY GO! KAKUGO! DOKI DOKI GHOST!
Once the parka hoodie attaches to his armor, he lowered the hood and barges through the door, his rifle in hand. He saw Yuki fighting a masked man with spiky hair. He was oddly familiar.
Nonetheless, he needed to stop this. Aiming his rifle at the sky, he pulled the trigger as his GanGunHand sounded out a bang to catch their undivided attention.
"Who the hell are you?" The masked man asked.
"Kamen Rider Specter," he answered, aiming his gun. "And I am here to stop this mess."
The masked demon observed the gunman before his emotions tickled in amusement. Unlike the two Heroes and redhead demon, the armored man was purely human. While his power was unique, the man was not a Hero. "Do you think you can defeat me, a demon?" The demon snorted. "Even with that power of yours, you're still just a human."
"I fought worse freaks like you."
Insulted, he immediately launches an attack at Specter, which the Rider evades with his enhanced speed, surprising him.
'What the-'
The Rider's rifle was slammed across his masked face, making the Demon stumble slightly. The one thing about his power as Specter, the Damashii enhanced his agility, even speed to a superhuman level to match a Hero.
The masked man dodges the next attack, but he saw Specter pull the orange handle which caused the 'hand' to close before becoming a gun barrel. His eyes widen under his mask as he begins to dodge each bullet Specter was firing.
'His weapon can change based on range.' The demon studied the phantom rider. The teen's prowess was similar to the two Heroes. Delivering another attack, the blue lines on Specter's body glowed, and he became blue mist, moving around the attacks before slamming his fist against Lars' chest.
The Demon stumbled but saw the incoming swing. Parrying it with the phantom rider's forearm, Lars kicked Specter in the chin and launched an orb to push him away.
Lars didn't expect that ability. The masked rider was able to allow his body to turn into spiritual mist, attacks phasing through for a certain amount of time like a ghost.
Seems reasonable due to Specter's intimidating appearance and phantom motif.
Seeing the gun aimed again, Lars was forced to the defensive as he created a magic barrier around himself. Specter then fired against Lars's barrier, but the energy shots bounced off. It was now irritating the rider of the night.
It was time to change tactics. Reaching for the other Eyecon, the phantom rider grabs it and holds it out.
"Come, Nobunaga!" He called forth, pressing the button on the Eyecon.
'Nobunaga?' Yuki wondered in confusion as she sees Specter place the Eyecon into his belt.
EYE!
BATCHIRIMIRO! BATCHIRIMIRO!
A flying parka jacket flew out of his belt and around Specter, the group noticing it made a pose as they swore they saw someone else in its place before Specter pushes the lever.
KAIGAN! NOBUNAGA!
WARE NO IKIZAMA! OKEHAZAMA!
The damashii placed itself onto him, donning his new form as the faceplate connected to his helmet. His faceplate held the image of two rifles in an 'X' formation and retained his two horns on his mask. The hood was also kept in place while the coat itself hugs his armor.
'What did he just do!?'
With the sound of the gun activated, Specter aimed and fired, only this time the blast was much dangerous than before. The demon could assume the change of his form, not just powers his ranged attacks, but also the projectiles it produces.
"Specter…seems like you're a threat to my master's plans...not only due to your unknown power…you are completely unknown to us."
"I don't care who you work for. If you are threatening to hurt people, I will be forced to fight back." The emphasis is his gun aimed, and he looked like he was ready to fire.
"I see...then, can you take this attack?" The masked man then threw multiple energy orbs at him. Specter fired back, the projectiles colliding but a few passed through, hitting Specter as large sparks cast off his armor.
The foreigner grunted in pain but kept his ground against the masked demon. He bites his lip at the gnawing pain, forcing down the need to scream.
'Get up! Keep fighting!' Those were the words that scream in his mind. He wasn't looking to cower or give up. No, he will do the same as he does to the Ganma!
Specter slowly grabbed the lever of his belt as he places his weapon over it.
DAI-KAIGAN!
He aimed as the masked man saw behind the Rider were numerous rifles appearing, each one all aimed at the opponent. "I will show you… my way of life."
GAN GAN MIRO! GAN GAN MIRO! GAN GAN MIRO!
With the pull of a trigger the belt chimed, OMEGA SPARK!
The rifles fired simultaneously at the demon. The masked man erected a barrier to protect himself from the barrage. To his shock, the barrier begins to collapse. Each volley from the rifles that appeared was starting to break the barrier.
Smoke erupted on impact from the gunfire, the injured Rider staring intensely at the site. When it dissipated, he saw the masked demon, but there was a crack on his mask while his body held wounds much like his own.
"You took damage from that," Specter observed. "Just like the dark spirits, good to know." He aims again. "I won't hesitate to end your demonic life if you move. Now… leave."
While he never spares a Ganma's life, that doesn't mean he spares a demon trying to attack a human. He will kill them if he has to.
Lars stared at the phantom rider. He wasn't one to admit, but this was a first; to be injured by a mere human who wasn't a Hero or Demon. A true anomaly.
Specter was giving him two options: leave and survive with the pride he has left or the fate of execution from his rifle. He was injured as well, but both results can end in the same for both of them.
He will need to survive if he is to report this to his lord. This was an interesting discovery of a human who is neither Hero or Demon but can grasp onto spiritual power.
"Very well." Lars allowed.
He may retreat, but he will take note of Specter's power. For a mere human, his body enhanced to a level that can match a Hero. He would have to look into this when possible.
"We will meet again, Specter." The shadows appear behind the masked demon before it consumed him. Once the shadows were gone, Specter lowered his rifle tiredly and did his best to keep himself up.
Yuki looks at Specter, her frown kept. Her senior held more secrets than he lets on of his power. First, that armor allowed him to hold spiritual abilities but also use the soul of a hero, Oda Nobunaga no less, to bestow him a unique ability.
Question is how he can be capable of using the power by Nobunaga? The man has been dead for a long time, yet he called forth the spirit of the man through the odd eye. Heroes channel their powers due to their weapons of the spirits such as Sakuya yet he was almost similar. He is directly using the spirit of an ancient hero.
Basara too held the same questions that were running in his mind. His upperclassmen may know of the strange dark spirits, but he was familiar with Demons.
"Just who are you really, senpai?" Basara questioned.
"I told you before; I am only doing this to stop anything that dares hurt people. Be it those bastards or even those like the demons." He walks to the door and grabs Yuki's shoulder, moving her aside and entered the school.
The rider slowly walks in the night but with the pain coursing through his body, he grimaced and fell against the school wall. His back slides down, his body wanting to get rest. It seems the fight against the demon took a lot from him. Both from injuries and using a lot of energy to fight. He managed to stand against that masked assailant who cleary was strong but then immediately realized he needed to train himself more after having to gain a new ability with the Eyecon. Each Eyecon possess different forms, skills, and statistics for him to use from what he learned.
Once he gets the next Eyecon, he will train harder using that.
His armor vanished, finally allowing him to breathe slowly. He ignored all the pain he receives, to push back and fight. With fights against Demons now going to be a frequent occurrence, he needs to get stronger. His eyes were starting to close, his mind trying to force them to stay open. His body couldn't and begin to close. The last thing he was able to see was someone approaching him before falling unconscious.
His eyes snapped open, sitting up but noticed the bandages on his chest, running up to his left forearm. His body felt better from his fight against the masked Demon. Looking around, he noticed where he woke up.
"The school infirmary?" He winced but ignored it and noticed it was already near dawn.
"Good, you're awake." He quickly looks behind him, seeing the school nurse sitting on the swivel chair, her emerald eyes observing him.
"How long was I out…?"
"About 6 hours. Classes don't start until the next two hours." She replied. "Your injuries aren't to be considered injuries of a brawl on school grounds."
He held his tongue and tried to come up with a lie. "It's… hard to explain."
"Possibly activities that can get you in trouble?" She assumed.
"N-No."
"Then?" Her questions were direct. She wanted answers knowing his current state wasn't from 'normal' brawls. He fought a Demon.
"I…"
"Or is it because of this?" Enrique raised his head and froze to what he sees. Held in her delicate hand was his Specter and Nobunaga Eyecon.
"I-I can explain that."
"These items are what gave you your armor, isn't it?"
Enrique's body grew tenser by the second, his fingers twitching. Even the school nurse saw him transform into his phantom rider persona. She was perceptive, and he didn't expect it. Her emerald eyes held a look of wanting answers. He wanted others to stay out of his mission, his crusade to take back what he lost.
"I won't tell anyone else about your doings if you're cautious."
A long pause washed over the atmosphere. No word came from either of them until the phantom rider spoke.
"... you… won't?" He asked, cautiously.
Chisato adjusts herself a bit in the chair, one leg over the other. She knew he was careful. She has seen what he did against the demon. He was cautious and barely held the trust to anyone that tries to interrupt him on his mission. She watched him channel his pain, his rage towards the demon; those very emotions fueling him.
"You can trust me."
He stares at her for a good long moment; his fingers kept curling until they slowly relax. She senses some caution from him, and his hands relaxed, but she could tell he was slightly tense in guard. It was a start to break down the walls he built around himself. To finally find out what's haunting him.
"What I do… is dealing with a special group of spirits…" He sat down on the bed. "I fight them to stop their plans of endangering people…"
"Dark spirits?"
"They are called Ganma." He growled at the mention of the name of the supernatural race. "They have been around for a long time… and I hunt them down."
His tone breathes pain and rage. His eyes narrowed while recalling the mention of the dark spirits.
All of her life, she has never heard of Ganma. The name of the race was not heard of, yet this boy knows and has been hunting them.
"Why do you hunt them if they are spirits?"
"Why?" He frowned at her question. "They are responsible for everything. They take, they kill whoever gets in their way."
From his tone, she took note of the source of his anguish. The 'Ganma' is the cause of his condition. Typically spirits are used to assist Heroes, yet the ones he is describing sounded dark, malicious, evil that take form. Could it be a new race of demons?
"Do you believe eliminating them will help you?" She questioned, which made Enrique blinked to hear her say that.
"No...No it won't...but this is something I need to do…" Enrique told her. "I have to find the items before they do. If I can get them… I can… go back to the life I wanted to relive…" His fingers dig into his knees. For 13 years, the cursed Ganma made him live in pain. If he makes the wish, he can go back to the life he never had the chance to enjoy. To not fight again.
Chisato was a little confused about what he meant by that but decided not to pry any further, seeing this as his matter.
"If you ever need to talk, you can tell me, alright?" She gave a thin smile. "For now, go home. I will inform your teachers you are unable to attend classes due to a… fever."
The American was hesitant before saying, "A-Alright…" He allowed. "And… thanks for patching my injuries." He puts on his shirt and blazer jacket before leaving the infirmary.
Chisato stared at the door, contemplating of the student's situation.
The day was progressing with the American currently carrying his school bag while Yurusen was on his shoulder. After what happened earlier, he told Yurusen about it and to say the least; it was a small change.
"At least you are up and healed, right?" Yurusen said as the two were heading back to the apartment.
"I guess so…" He muttered, rubbing his arm.
The small spirit could tell his friend is trying to adjust to the fact he had to trust the nurse. The young man has been fighting alone most of his life, not ever receiving help.
Yurusen's orange eye looks at Enrique. "Hey, I know it's tough but at least have some trust to her. She did promise she won't tell anyone and patched up your injuries from that demon you fought." He said before vanishing in a puff of smoke.
As much as he doesn't want to admit, he was thankful for what the school nurse did for him. He wasn't heartless. He just wanted to find the Eyecons and not let anyone get hurt.
He needed to find 14 more Eyecons if he is to make the wish.
The sound of a fuse box exploding made him look up to see one of the power lines popping. He acted quick and moved away from the range to prevent himself from being electrocuted. Lifting his head to the powerline, he recalled a lesson about too much power could cause such damage, requiring a better output. Following the line, he finally noticed where the power was coming from.
"Invention Lab?" Enrique raised an eyebrow. Lifting his head, he noticed the power in the area flickering again. Seems cause of the blackouts all lead here. Could that mean the culprit behind these incidents is in here?
Being careful, he opens the door, seeing all sorts of inventions and tinkers scattered around. It made him curious.
His eyes notice a large machine in the middle of the room. It looked very complicated than most of the trinkets here. "So this is causing the blackouts…" His hand drew close to it.
"Don't touch it!" A voice shouted. He turns around to see a man in a lab coat.
"And what are you doing with this machine?"
"This here will be the first-ever transfer device that can transport people!"
"So… a teleporter?" He assumed. "Isn't that… I don't know, science fiction?"
"Bah, that is what most say, but it will be possible!" The man dismissed. "With this, I will become a famous inventor who remembered in ages to come!"
"So you don't care about the damage you will cause to society?" Enrique frowned.
"A little damage will be nothing in the face of progress! And a kid like you can't stop me!"
Enrique's eyes narrowed dangerously, his fingers twitching. Since there was no one around… he grabs the man by the arm and pins him to the wall.
"Listen here; I am not willing to let you waste the lives of people to prove your point, " Enrique warned, increasing his grip. "If this thing is responsible for blackouts, it will cause damage to facilities, buildings, etc. Give me a damn good reason why I shouldn't break the machine, even your arm, or call authorities?!"
"Y-You wouldn't?!" The scientist exclaimed in fear.
"Oh, I can, and I'm willing to do so to protect everyone's lives. Either way, you're gonna pay for what you did." He tightened his grip.
"P-Please! I want to do what he would do! Without one percent of inspiration, then even ninety-nine percent of the effort is useless!"
Enrique blinked once. This man was quoting Thomas Edison… He immediately recalled the next Eyecon involving the man. Could that mean this was a lead to finding it? "You… mean, like Edison?" He questioned.
"Y-Yes! All I wanted to do was prove to everyone I can make improvements to our lives with it!"
"I can guess you look up to him, which lead you to create this?" He glanced at the machine. The man nodded quickly.
Enrique stared before he releases his grip. "Then why do this if it's causing blackouts?"
"Because all I want to create is what would change the industry for everyone! To make it more convenient and useful! Take a look!" He pulls Enrique, gesturing to a table full of items. One being a phonograph, a few objects, even an old photo of a familiar inventor.
Enrique was surprised. The man practically owned items that belonged to Thomas Edison. Some of the objects look priceless. "And… what is with the small veil?"
"Ah…" He carefully pulls the veil, revealing a unique light bulb inside a glass case. "The very light bulb Thomas Edison used in his experiments."
Enrique looks at the said item in question. He recalled Basara's item containing the Nobunaga Eyecon. That means...this must be the item needed to summon the Edison Eyecon.
He needed to form the connection between the object and the man, as Yurusen mentioned if he were to use the Seal. "So Edison is your inspiration."
"Ever since I was a child! His ideas and history brought inspiration for making things!" He gestures to his inventions. "Each keeps getting rejected, but I know I am not giving up on my inspiration!"
"Sounds like it is your dream…"
"It has always been. I am not giving up until this machine is complete! When it is, I promise not to do a repeat of blackouts!"
Enrique crossed his arms, giving a critical gaze at the man. If he is insistent and vows not to hurt anyone, then he won't put his foot down. With the possibility of this involving an Eyecon, there is no doubt he is on the right track to get it.
If he can form the Seal on him or the item, then he can obtain another Eyecon
"Why isn't that contraption working?"
The teen froze to the voice. Slowly and cautiously, he lifts his head and sees a spiritual entity. Its body themed after a Tesla Coil due to its pointed head and coils around it. It is a Tesla Ganma.
He noticed it looking at him, both staring at each other. The Tesla moves one hand which the teen followed before the latter frowned darkly. "Uh, oh."
"Ganma!" His rage was present upon seeing the dark spirit. It was after the Eyecon as well!
"You can see me?! Wait, I get it, so you're this Specter I've heard about!" The Ganma said.
Moving the man aside, the teen summons the Ghost Driver on his waist. With the Eyecon in his hand, he places it into the buckle, closing it.
EYE!
BATCHIRIMIRO! BATCHIRIMIRO!
With the flying parka around him, he said, "Henshin!" And pushes the lever, activating the transformation.
KAIGAN! SPECTER…
READY, GO! KAKUGO! DOKI DOKI GHOST!
Now in his armor, he leaps at his target. Tesla frantically moves but was greeted with a fist to its pointed face. It crashed into the piles of scrap left behind from the previous projects — the said scrap scattering.
"So… you wanna play tough, eh? Then bring it on!"
"Fine by me!" He brandished the GanGunSaber and attempted to bisect the Ganma. It moves back mockingly, forcing the phantom rider to go for a diagonal strike but again, it was dodging them, slowly angering him. "Will you quit moving you bucket of bolts!"
"Nope!" It avoided Specter's next attack. "HAHA! Miss!"
"Why you…!" Specter growls in frustration. The Ganma was very annoying!
Going for one more strike, he thought he had it, but the Ganma caught it with its stubby 'hands.'
He then noticed electrical arcs of power dancing around its body. "Clear!"
"Oh, cra-" The Ganma then shoots out electricity from his hands throughout Specter's body, it was so strong Specter cries out in pain before the dark spirit throw the phantom Rider to the other side of the room.
The phantom rider grunted from the electricity he received. He was glad the armor protected him or else he would have died from electrocution.
The dark spirit laughed at the condition. "Well, that was shocking! See ya!"
Seeing the Tesla Ganma escaping, the rider gets himself back up. "Get back here!" Specter yelled, but its minions were blocking his way. "Damn it."
Moving back, he focused on his fight against the cannon fodder it left behind. That Ganma was getting on his nerves.
"Stupid Tesla…" Enrique grumbled in annoyance. Its electrical attacks not only allowed itself to escape, but now he had no idea where the man went due to that. After what happened on the previous day, Enrique had to improvise on the search for the man as well as locating the Ganma. With no classes today, he had to devise a plan.
There was a chance the Ganma followed the man. Whatever it is planning, it wasn't good.
"I have to find that scientist… but where?" He scratches his head in frustration. The next time he sees it, he will beat the daylight out of it.
The machine the man was making clearly was due to the Ganma's manipulation to the scientist. And-
He paused. The device.
If it was causing power outages due to its consumption of electricity… 'Of course.' He realized.
There was only one place it can gather a large amount of electricity.
The power station.
The scientist continued to work on the project due to new information that ran in his mind. He needed to give his invention a lot of power if it were to activate. "Alright… just a few more keys and it will be complete!" He said with pride but unaware of the Tesla Ganma sitting on top of the generator, laughing with glee.
"That's it. Just a few more and boom! It will be magnificent for everyone to witness!" The dark spirit clapped.
Every moment was drawing Tesla closer to the intended goal. If this works, his bosses will be pleased. "Just a little more…!"
The sound of the metal doors being kicked open earned the man's attention much to the Ganma's ire. At the entrance was Enrique in his Specter armor and weapon in hand.
The phantom rider saw the man's progress along with the Ganma who was sitting on the controls of the facility. This wasn't good. "Stop! It will cause trouble if you activate it!" The young man shouted.
"What do you mean? I am about to finish the project!" The scientist argued as he pressed a few more buttons.
"Hehehehe," The Ganma watched with rapt attention as the man presses the last key.
*CLICK*
The entire area began to surge with electricity, forcing Specter to avoid it. As he took cover, the scientist watched from his computer to see the live footage of the sky, but what he saw wasn't what he was aiming for. Dark energy was forming in the air, creating a sinister purple eye that was opening.
"That isn't… a transfer device…"
"HAHAHAHAHA! Baldy fell for it big time!" The Tesla Ganma cackled as electricity was continuously hitting it to give it more power while the gate was beginning its manifestation.
Specter quickly runs to the scientist, firmly grabbing him into cover behind the table to look at him. "Are you alright?"
"I.. I thought it was supposed to work…" the man said in defeat.
"Can't you stop it!?"
"I-I can't. I am only a disappointment…"
The phantom rider looks at him before grasping the man's shoulders. "Look, don't think you are a failure." He stated. "If anything, you were only fooled! I know this isn't failure unless you can make a change!" The man slowly raised his head to him. "If anything, do what Thomas Edison would have done! You would fix it and get it done for everyone!"
The scientist looks at the armored teen with surprise before his mood changed. From a man with guilt to the genius he is, a glint seen in the glasses. "You are right!" He nodded as he quickly sat on the chair and began to type on his laptop. However, his motivation and connection was the final key needed. A golden glow was forming on his head and the light bulb.
"This is... my chance..." Specter muttered. His words of encouragement to the man lead to this. This was his chance for the second Eyecon. Approaching the lightbulb, he held his hand out and began to draw the 'Eye' seal on it. When the seal was drawn, the bulb turned into silver and yellow smoke.
What flew out was a metallic silver-colored Damashii with yellow trimmings on its coat and piercing yellow eyes. On top of its head were antennae while its arms were like light bulbs before it clasped together to form the lightbulb.
Seeing the Damashii of Edison, Specter approaches it.
"Oh, ho!" The Ganma grinned as he shoved the phantom rider aside. "Playtime for me! Whoo-hoo!" He leaps towards the Damashii and latches onto it dark light consuming them both, the size slowly growing much to Specter's surprise.
"Holy…" Specter slowly lifts his head, seeing the Tesla Ganma fuse with the Damashii of Edison. Now, in front of him was a giant Ganma, towering over him. It had six legs that were surrounded by wires, acting as springs while its body had a collection of satellites dishes and a combination of a ship. "Didn't see this coming at all…"
He never thought a Ganma could fuse with a Damashii, enlarging them into a giant spirit.
He immediately ducks to the ground the moment it leaped. Its weight shatters the wall the moment it pounced. While it was invisible, the giant hole was obvious to what it did. Making haste, Specter chases after it on foot as it was hopping across the open grounds of the electrical facility.
He aimed and fired, but the projectiles barely did anything to stop the giant Ganma's progress. "Damn it." He cursed before continuing his chase.
The giant spirit hops onto the roof of one of the generators before lightning dance around its body. Once enough energy gathered, it fires a beam of electricity into the sky above it. Touching the sky, it begins to manifest a light into the symbol.
Specter skids to a halt when he witnessed the Ganma fire an electrical beam into the large ominous symbol in the sky. He realized it was powering it. "Yurusen!" He called.
In a puff of smoke, the small spirit looks at Enrique. "What is it? I was in the middle of watching an episode of–" Specter made the little ghost look at the sky. "Oh."
"What is trying to do?!"
Panic immediately settled across Yurusen's features. "It's trying to open a gate to the Ganma realm!"
"What…?"
"The energy it's using, it is powering the gate to open. If it opens, a possible army of Ganma will be able to exit the realm and cause havoc!"
The phantom rider didn't expect this information. He never thought infused Ganma could power portals of their realm to open. He couldn't let that happen.
Looking at the giant Ganma, he needed to think of a way to draw it away and force it out of its combined state. He was irritated to having no ideas due to his rifle and power not even capable of matching a Ganma this massive. For the second time, he was conflicted to options.
Looking at Yurusen, he remembered the spirit's words telling him about having help. Was his spirit companion, right?
"Yurusen, don't you still have your ship?"
"Eh? Yeah, why?"
"I have an idea." He grabs his Nobunaga Eyecon. "When I give the signal, fire all the cannons."
The small spirit immediately noticed a shift in his companion's tone. It seems he is willing to start some teamwork.
"You got it, buddy!" Yurusen saluted. "If we are to make this work, I'll knock it out, and once that happens, you close that gate!"
"How exactly do I do that?"
"Pull on the lever four times and let it rip!"
Specter nodded in acknowledgment before the two begin their plan.
Climbing the stairs, he runs to the upper level of the facility before stopping to see the Ganma focused on the sky. "Hey!" Specter called out to the giant spirit.
It rotates itself to face him, unamused at the human. No matter what he does, he can't stop it. To humor the rider, it aims the front cannons at him. Each one begins to charge up, but with its focus on him, Specter shouted, "Now!"
"All hands on deck!" A ship flies around, the said boat having a pair of reptilian legs. On it was Yurusen who literally placed a pirate hat on his head, his stubby hands on the wheel.
Seeing the ship, the giant Ganma opens its side hatches and fired from its left. Unleashing three cannonball-size bolts, the Ganma watched as Yurusen turns the wheel, narrowly dodging the thunderbolts. However, Specter fires a few rounds at the same spot repeatedly, slowly denting its heavy body. Irritated, it diverts its focus back on the bastard.
"Gotcha now! Hiyah!" The flying ship knocks the Ganma off the platform, allowing Specter to use the opening to activate the particular skill.
Looking down at his belt, he gripped the lever and pulled on the handle four times, activating what he needed to stop the gate above the sky.
DAI-KAIGAN! SPECTER… OMEDAMA!
His belt glowed, causing mists of light to gather and create a giant Eyecon made of energy. It floated above him and had a good guess to what is next. He jumps up towards the energized Eyecon before he kicked it with brute force. It sparked off as it was sent flying into the gate, crashing through. The portal itself began to break down before disappearing completely.
"That's one problem down. Now to handle the other." Removing the Specter Eyecon, he replaced it with the Nobunaga Eyecon.
EYE!
BATCHIRIMIRO! BATCHIRIMIRO!
A flying parka jacket flew out of his belt and around Specter.
KAIGAN! NOBUNAGA!
WARE NO IKIZAMA! OKEHAZAMA!
The damashii placed itself onto him, donning his new form as the faceplate connected to his helmet. His faceplate held the image of two rifles in an 'X' formation and retained his two horns on his mask. The hood was also kept in place while the coat itself hugs his armor.
With the weapon now earning an increase in power, he ran across the ground before seeing the giant Ganma now angered. Good.
Pushing himself off his feet, he runs from the chasing Ganma. His movements were not stopping, evading, and dodging being his main objective for the plan to work.
Looking back, he quickly ducks to avoid one of its arc cannons. "That was close." He grimaced before seeing the upcoming ledge. "Hope this works Yurusen."
He picks up the pace and jumps off the ledge the moment the giant Ganma fired its cannons. The explosion provided an extra push and once higher in the air, Yurusen's ship swoops by, allowing Specter to grab hold of its reptilian leg.
"You alright!?"
"I'm fine! We gotta get to the rooftop over there while it follows us!"
"Roger!" Spinning the wheel, Yurusen shifts the direction of the Captain Ghost while Specter shoots a few rounds to force the Ganma to follow them.
Once they were close, Specter released his grip and rolled across the rooftop. Standing back on his feet, he sees the giant Ganma hopping over and landing on the roof he was on.
"That's it! Come on!" He fired a few more rounds to get its attention, running from it. Its hops nearly shook the ground beneath them, but it didn't break Specter's concentration. He needed the plan to work into to retrieve the Eyecon of Edison.
Skidding to a halt, the phantom rider turns around, seeing the giant Ganma hopping towards him in fury. The Rider moves his gun to the belt, activating the execution.
"Yurusen, now!"
The Captain Ghost appeared above him with the side hatches open, revealing the cannons all aimed at the giant Ganma as Specter activated his finisher.
OMEGA SPARK!
"FIRE!"
With their combined attacks, their barrage was unleashed at the giant Ganma. The cannonballs and bullets were hitting the giant Ganma with all their might. Each impact was finally pushing it back before falling off the ledge of the rooftop.
An explosion erupted from the ground below, the Ganma and Damashii finally separated. The latter flies around in glee for its freedom before its yellow eyes took heed of Specter who landed on the concrete.
The phantom rider approaches the spirit, his lenses gazing at it. "Edison… lend me your power. Help me stop the Ganma from destroying the dreams people wishes to achieve!"
It stared into his 'eyes,' right into his soul before nodding in acceptance. It flies into Specter's belt, a light resonating in the buckle before he cups his hand to allow an Eyecon to manifest on his palm.
A grunt earned his attention. Glancing, he noticed the Ganma getting back on its feet. "You have some nerve to trick someone into achieving your mission."
"Humans are just tools, pal! They are a means for us to achieve our goals!" The Tesla Ganma stated. "How else are we supposed to get the Eyecons?"
The Ganma's statement only infuriated the foreigner. "Shut it." Specter hissed. "What you did to that man was unacceptable. He didn't deserve to be fooled when our determination comes from ourselves, not from monsters like you."
"Please! That guy had it coming." The dark spirit mocked. "People like them deserve to have their fate ended for a better purpose for the Eyecons!"
Specter's scowl deepened before he glanced at his new Eyecon. "Then we just have to do this the hard way."
Pressing the button on the side, the new Eyecon's image shifted into a number. Removing his current Eyecon, causing his current Damashii to vanish, he switches it with the newest Eyecon in his arsenal.
EYE!
BATCHIRIMIRO! BATCHIRIMIRO!
The Edison Damashii flew out and posed, its former self appearing behind it before it flew around Specter who then pushed the lever.
KAIGAN! EDISON!
EREKI! HIRAMEKI! HATSUMEI-O~!
The silver damashii latched itself onto Specter's armor, the image of the faceplate similar to a lightbulb. With his weapon appearing in hand, he glared at the Ganma.
"Uh, oh." He definitely pissed off Specter.
"I'll show you… my way of life!" He declared.
Now the Ganma was infuriated to seeing Specter obtain the Eyecon. He wasn't going to get away with it, not a chance!
Electricity begins to course across its body, 'glaring' at the phantom rider. "You are going to hand that Eyecon over to me, you bastard!" It unleashed arcs of lightning all around the area, forcing Specter to evade.
Specter continued to evade but some bolts of electricity come in contact with his armor. He thought he would feel pain, but oddly, he didn't. Looking at his hands, he noticed it dancing across his fingers and into the coat itself.
'Of course…' He realized.
The electricity the Ganma unleashed suddenly gathered to the antennas on his hood. No longer it harms him, but instead, Specter begins to feel his power rising.
It seems this form can gather electricity to power himself and his attacks temporarily. "You made a stupid move, Tesla." He insulted the spirit.
The electric Ganma stumbled in horror. "O-Oh no…" Tesla made a wrong move and was very much in trouble. Acting quick, the Ganma begins to make a run for it.
What a coward.
Specter moves his gun to his belt. A small beam came out of the center of the belt and contacted the weapon's eye symbol.
DAI KAIGAN!
GAN GAN MIRO! GAN GAN MIRO! GAN GAN MIRO!
Aiming, the electricity his coat gathered from the Ganma's attack began to merge into the weapon, developing a much more dangerous attack. The said attack was now becoming the equivalence to a railgun.
OMEGA SPARK!
Pulling the trigger, the gun unleashed the ball of electrical energy at the fleeing Ganma. The blast impacts its back, earning agony from it before the cloth came to life as it separates from the Ganma, leaving it all exposed, sparkling energy runs through the two entities before they exploded. Two objects fell on the ground, a tesla coil, and an Eyecon, and then the latter shattered in pieces.
Seeing the Ganma defeated, the phantom rider lowers his gun. "And good riddance. Time to get that man to safety."
Enrique gently lifted the man as he helps him walk out of the ruined facility. "Are you alright?" Enrique asked.
"I'll be alright, thanks to you saving me." The man replied in gratitude.
"About your lightbulb-"
"Don't worry. Seeing what happened, I am sure there is a reason."
This gave relief for the phantom rider. At least now there won't be problems involving this matter anymore. Speaking of which...
"I have meant to ask you: Do you know how exactly you created that machine from earlier?"
"Actually, during one of my projects, someone left me a note with supplies, and that was how it lead to this."
The teen frowned. It seems someone tricked the man into making it, leading to the Tesla Ganma and the portal before its defeat.
"And young man. Thank you for helping me open my eyes. With what happened, it made me realize it takes hard work and determination to get it done."
"... no problem." It was a first to be given thanks from someone he saved. "Take care."
With his parting words, he went his separate way, heading back home. Yurusen followed as Enrique knew he had to tell the spirit about the fight.
"Hey, Yurusen…"
"Yeah?"
"... I appreciated it… for helping me out." The young man thanked.
The spirit blinked before he smiled. "Anytime. We stick together, right?" The foreigner nodded. "Remember, there comes a time you have to rely on some help eventually. Something like that Ganma could happen again."
With his words of advice, Yurusen left. Enrique looks at back at the site before the path ahead. He remembered what Basara told him again when he fought Nodachi. Was assistance the only chance for him to fight stronger Ganma? However, he was forced to remember his mission. No, he can't let the thoughts affect his mission. The Eyecons are the only way for him to get back everything the dark spirits took from him.
As Enrique leaves, he didn't know he was being watched. Behind a wall in the rooftop of the area, Alain watched the entire fight, and when it finished, he rested his head against the metal beam with amusement. "Guess you got another Eyecon, old friend. However..." Being tossed up and down into his hand were two objects. Once it lands in his palms one last time, he grips them. "I got what I needed thanks to you."
While Tesla was busy with the search for the Edison Eyecon, Specter didn't even know of the fact Alain himself had some personal time to get others. He secretly did his own little hunt for specific items. It was quick and straightforward for him. As for the two victims, he encountered to get them? They perished, but it was for a good cause.
Held in his hand were two Eyecons.
"I wonder what you will bring in the next fight." Alain hummed before vanishing into the eye-shaped portal he created.
The hunt will continue on no matter what.
A/N: Our Rider has obtained another Eyecon to his collection but it seems he wasn't the only one as Alain obtained two of his own. It is becoming a race in search for the 15 Eyecons and it will be a race to see who can make the wish. As for Chisato, she will become an ally/friend to Specter knowing she is fully aware of his doings. Also if you are wondering how can Specter fight Lars, let me tell you some things before you raise those counters. Our protagonist trained himself to fight supernatural beings especially the Ganma who are invisible and untouchable to the public eye. Furthermore, each Damashii bestows him different set of abilities much like to other Riders with a specific piece of equipment. For his Specter Damashii, it holds more agility than Ghost making the former have more prowess than Ghost. The blue damashii gives the user speed that can enable Specter to escape from the enemy, evade, or going as close as teleportation; practically equal to Basara's own while having an enhanced amount due to the armor of Specter. So there you have it. And what will go on between Chisato and our Rider as trust has been formed between the two? We will have to find out in the next chapter now, won't we? Don't forget to favorite, follow, and review! Stay in the shadows everyone!