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"Blah" - Normal Speech
'Blah'- Thoughts
BLAH - Driver
"Blah" - Imagin/Posessed people
Fate/Stay Night x Kamen Rider
Journey through the Kaleidoscope
Fate/Stay Night x Kamen Rider Den-O
Fate/Time Trippin' Ride
Chapter ?: Aren't you dead already?
The time train, DenLiner! Will its next stop be in the past or the future?
"Gahhh…" 'Shirou' cried out, almost losing his balance as he was practically thrown into the DenLiner's compartment where Momotaros and Urataros were also present, as was Kintaros who, as usual, was snoring away.
"Tsk, well look who's back," Momotaros scoffed upon seeing the possessed teenager, "You're about to get it brat…"
"Indeed, it's time to take your medicine Ryu-chan." Urataros added.
"Shut up Momotaros, Urataros." 'Shirou' shot back at the red and blue Imagine before turning his attention to Hana as she stride towards him, a stern look on her face, "What the heck Hana-san…"
"Shut up," the dark haired woman shot back sternly, cutting him off as she reached out and grabbed him by the collar. "You are in so much trouble mister…"
"Wha…what the…?" Hearing a voice, Hana, 'Shirou', Momotaros and Urataros turned their attention towards the door where they found Rin, Saber and Illyasviel standing there, all three of them taking in the sight before them.
"While I agree that Emiya had a lot to answer for, but before we get to that I'd like an explanation first." Rin said, her voice still slightly hoarse sounding, "Like just who are you people and just what the hell is going on?"
"I think we'd all like to get an explanation." Said a disembodied voice, moments later portions of the air shimmered and Archer, Lancer, Caster and Rider appeared in the compartment.
"Wha…what…" Momo exclaimed, shocked at the appearance of the four Servants. "Where did these guys come from?"
"Hmmm, it seems we've got some interesting visitors." Urataro said offhandedly.
Saber's attention meanwhile was focused on 'Shirou' as well as Hana who was standing before her, her Master's collar at present held tight in the dark haired woman's grip. "Excuse me Ms," She said firmly to Hana, stepping forward as she did so, "I insist that you release your hold on my Master."
Hana however was having none of this. Glanced over her shoulder at Saber and the other newcomers. "Sit. Down…" She hissed, her whole being radiating with an overwhelming sense of foreboding.
Hearing this Saber halted as all of a sudden she, as well as the others (four of whom happened to be prominent figures from history and a fifth whose responsibility was to protect humanity from extinction level threats) felt a cold shiver tingle down her spines. As if by some force Saber, Rin and the others without hesitation they seated themselves at one of the cars tables.
That done, Hana shifted her attention back to Ryutaros. Balling one of her hands into a fist she then punched 'Shirou' in the face. "Shirou…"/"Emiya…" both Saber and Rin cried out as he was sent crashing to the floor.
As Shirou fell backwards a glowing orb emerged from his chest and began wheezing about the compartment.
"W…whoa, did she just punch the kids soul out?" Lancer exclaimed as he and the others looked on, each of them looking on with a look of shock.
After a few moments the orb settled itself over one of the tables, in a flash it vanished and sitting there was a dark purple looking creature, its features vaguely draconic and sporting a pair of red eyes as well as what looked like headphones on its head.
"Mou, why did you do that Hana?" Ryutaros addressed the dark haired woman in front of him, sounding very childish, "You never let me have any fun."
"Ryutaros," Hana said sternly, "How many times have you been told that Shirou's body isn't a toy."
"You tell him Hana," Momo cheered. "It's time the brat learned that he can't just take Shirou's body out for a joy ride whenever he pleases."
"Heh, that's rather rich coming from you Senpai." Urataros spoke up, scoffing as he did so.
"Shut up you pervert Turtle." Momotaros shot back, "Don't go pretending that you're all innocent, you use Shirou's body to go out and flirt with women."
"Owwww…" Shirou groaned from the floor, the sound of his voice catching everyone's attention as he sat up, clutching his head in one of his hands, "My head…"
"I'm not surprised given that Ryutaros has been in control of your body for the last few days." Hana replied.
"Hey, I was just having fun," Ryutaros said in a childish manner. "Besides, if I hadn't done it either Momotaros or Urataros would have done the same thing and they would have done boring stuff like pick fights and flirt with girls."
"Hey, don't lump me in with you and that pervert over there." Momotaros snapped, pointing over at Urataros as he did so.
"Shut up Momotaros, you big dummy…" Ryutaros shot back "Only a stupid person would use Shirou's body to do stupid things."
"Why you…" Momotaro growled before he lunged at Ryutaros, the purple Imagin letting out a yelp as he narrowly avoided the red Oni's attempt to grab at him before heading towards the door.
"Eat by butt Momotaros…" Ryutaros proclaimed, slapping his backside three times before exiting the car through the sliding door.
"Tsk, brat…" Momo growled as he settled himself back in his seat, "One of these days…"
Hana let out a sigh. "Shirou, are you alright?" She asked as she looked over to the rust haired teen who was still lying on the floor.
"I think you broke my nose." Shirou replied nasally, pinching his nose as he did so.
"Oh suck it up, you'll be fine." Hana said firmly as she helped him to his feet and led him over to Momo's table, a grumpy looking Shirou seated himself, a wad of tissue inserted into each of his nostrils.
No sooner had he sat down, Saber reseated himself at the same table, sitting down across from him.
All of a sudden the door at the rear of the compartment slid open and an older looking man clad in a smart looking suit entered the train car. "Owner…" Hana muttered as the older man stepped into the car, his cane clacking against the floor.
"My, we are busy today." Owner said as he took in the sight of Rin, Illya and the five Servants before he seated himself at Hana's table. "Shirou-kun, do I need to remind you that only individuals with a ticket are allowed passage on the DenLiner. Given that Saber here has a contract with you I'll allow her to travel on your ticket, everyone else however will have to get off at the next stop."
Just as Owner had seated himself the door that Ryutaros had exited through slid open again and Naomi the DenLiners resident waitress, entered, pushing her refreshment trolley as she did so. "Hiiiii." She announced cheerfully.
"Hmm, I think I like this place." Lancer said upon seeing her, a grin appearing on his face, "The view here is pretty good." Caster and Rider (behind her blindfold) both rolled their eyes at his comment.
"Oh, what's this," The dark haired waitress said upon spotting the rust haired boy and the current state he was in. "Shirou's all grumpy. Hold on, I have just the thing for this…"
Opening up a door in the side of the trolley she produced a small plate with flan set upon it. "Oooh pudding…" Momo said upon seeing the jiggling dessert as Naomi approached the table.
"Here you go Shirou, this'll cheer you up." Naomi said, leaning over and holding the plate in front of him. "Would you like this?"
Narrowing his eyes, Shirou's frown deepened as he stared at the flan. "... … … Yes." He replied.
Smiling, Naomi placed the dessert in front of him and handed him a spoon, picking up the utensil Shirou sliced off part of the treat and placed it into his mouth.
"Excuse me miss." Saber addressed Naomi, barely able to keep the child like glee out of her voice. "I would also like some dessert as well."
"Sorry, that was the last one." The waitress told the blond haired Servant, an audible whimper of disappointment was heard of the former king of england as she did so, turning her attention to Owner, reaching back into her trolly she produced a plate of rice that was shaped into a small tower that had a small flag sticking out at the top.
Seeing the plate of food Owner pulled out a napkin and tucked it into the front of his shirt before producing his spoon and sliced off a sizable chunk out of the rice tower before taking a bite.
"Alright, who wants coffee?" Naomi asked the newcomers.
"Sure, I'll have one." Rin spoke up, "After everything I think I need one."
Archer, Lancer, Caster and Rider also agreed and one by one Naomi placed a coffee cup in front of each of the three Taros's, Rin and the gathered Servants. When she got to Illya however she paused.
"Hmmm," She hummed, a serious look appearing on her face as well as pursing her lips as she stared at the silver haired homunculus for a few seconds before producing a juice box and placing it in front of Illya. "Here, this is more appropriate for little kids."
"Hey," Illyasviel shot back, fixing Naomi with an annoyed look. "I am not a little kid."
Shaking his head Archer picked up his cup, just as he was about to take a sip something made him hesitate. Shifting his gaze downwards, rather than a cup of dark brown steaming liquid he found it contained what looked he could only describe as multicolored sludge.
He quickly realized that he wasn't the only one.
All around Rin and the other gathered Servants were staring at the contents of their coffee cups, each of them sporting a look of either shock or disgust as they did so.
"What the hell is this?" Rin spoke up, slamming the cup onto the table as she did so.
Meanwhile Rider was staring at her cup, having pulled up part of her blindfold to do so, to her shock the so-called liquid inside contained within the cup wasn't turning to stone.
From the looks of things even Saber, notorious for being a bottomless pit, could not bring herself to consume the multicolored sludge that Naomi made.
Looking around her Illya suddenly didn't feel too bad about the juice box that she had been given, freeing the straw from its cellophane prison she pierced the top of the juice box and began sipping happily at the fruity liquid within.
"So, uhh, you didn't want that right," Lancer said to her, chuckling nervously, "Wanna trade?" Illya responded with a loud slurp.
Archer stared at the contents of his cup. This…this was not coffee, this was an abomination…this was a crime against humanity.
In his life and in his role as a Counter Guardian he'd bore witness to many atrocities, putting down all many who threatened to bring about the end of civilisation, and in this moment they all seemed to pale in comparison to the cup of toxic looking sludge that he held in his hand.
He had no pride, not as a Mage nor as a warrior, neither in his bow nor his swords, however if there was one area that he felt any accomplishment in, it was properly prepared food and drink as well as ones skill in the kitchen and if there was one thing he would not allow to stand it was bad coffee.
"Oi, Naomi was it," He addressed the waitress before pointing to the door through which she had entered. "Kitchen's that way?"
"Uhh…yeah." Naomi replied, unsure at what the tanned skinned man was getting at.
Hearing this Archer quickly rose to his feet and marched purposely towards, pausing momentarily to allow it to slide open before continuing on it Naomi hurrying after him. "Hey, hey, you're not allowed back there…" She called out before the door slid closed behind them.
"I'm still waiting for an explanation as to what the heck is going on." Rin spoke up, "Who are you people, and what was that weird creature that grabbed me?"
"It's quite simple Rin-kun, this is a DenLiner, the train of time." Owner told the dark haired heiress as he carved another chunk of rice from the tower on his plate, "And the creature that you and your companions encountered grabbed you was an Imagin, they're basically demons that make contracts with humans for the purpose of using them as a conduit to travel through their personal timeline."
"Basically Tohsaka, this is a time machine." Shirou added before taking another bite of his flan, Rin and the gathered Servants shot him an incredulous look.
"A time machine," Rin stated back at him, an incredulous look in her face, she scoffed, "You can't be serious Emiya."
"I know right," Lancer added, sounding amused, "I think the lady who dragged you off might have been hit a little too hard there kid."
"Indeed, time travel is nothing more than fantasy." Caster spoke up. "Even back in the Age of Gods such a magic was considered an impossibility and, given how low the standards for modern Mages seems to be, I severely doubt any of you have managed to achieve it."
"Shirou, whilst I don't like the idea of agreeing with Caster, I find myself begrudgingly having to do so." Saber added, sounding somewhat hesitant. "This explanation is rather…outlandish…"
"Look Saber…" Shirou immediately cut himself off when he noticed that his Servant's fingers were mere inches away from his plate as he hand crept slowly towards it, glancing upwards he saw Saber was looking back at him, from the look on her face she was trying to pretend that she hadn't just been caught red handed.
Shooting her a stern look, Shirou slowly slid his plate out of Saber's reach, the blond haired Servant letting out another disappointed whimper.
"Stealing your own Master's pudding," Caster said as she shook her head disapprovingly, "Honestly, I expected better from you Saber."
"Shameful." Rider added, her tone equally as disapproving.
"Returning to the topic at hand, the Imagin are creatures from the far future that are trying to alter the timeline." Owner continued, carving out another chunk of rice. "Essentially, they want to change the future by altering the past. Our mission is to prevent that from happening, we protect the flow of time from any and all alterations."
"If you don't mind me asking how does Shirou fit into all this," Saber asked, "Why exactly do you require him to fight these Imagin?"
"Shirou-kun is a special case, he's what we call a Singularity Point." Owner told the blond haired Servant. "Thanks to that he's immune to any changes in the timeline so even if it changes he'll be unaffected and will recall the world as it was before the changes occurred."
"Singularity Point." Rin sighed, "What is a Singularity Point exactly and how come Emiya is one?"
"A Singularity Point is a rare occurrence where a being, object or even an event is able to exist independently of time itself, thus they cannot be affected by changes and alterations to history." The Owner informed the Tohsaka Heiress, "Effectively Shirou-kun's very existence is a fixed point in time, thus he cannot not exist."
"Let me give you an example to help you understand. Imagine for a moment that you had a friend that you've known since childhood, one that you were very close to." Hana spoke up, Rin shifting uncomfortably in her seat at this example, "Now imagine that all of a sudden an alteration happens in the past that prevents that friends parents from ever meeting each other, because they never meet each other, they never fall in love and never have children, thus your friend was never born meaning that you never made friends with them because you never met them cos they never existed in the first place. While you wouldn't even remember she existed, since they are unaffected to changes in time, a Singularity Point would still recall their existence."
Rin let out a groan as she slumped in her seat. "Time travel…time trains…Singularity Points…Imagin, I think I have a headache coming on." She groaned, burying her head in her hands. "I feel like crying…"
No sooner had she said this Kintaros's snoring suddenly ceased. "Cry…" He proclaimed as he bolted upwards, catching everyone but the DenLiner's regulars by surprise. "Who is crying, I will crush the one who caused those tears with my strength."
"Tsk, damnit Kuma," Momotaros scoffed. "Of course you'd wake up for that."
"Don't worry Kin-Chan, no one is crying." Urataros told the yellow bear Imagin. "Just go back to sleep."
"Can do…" Kintaros replied before seating himself back down and crossed his arms, within seconds the sound of snoring resumed.
"Oh my, there certainly are a colorful cast of characters here." Saber said, unsure of how to respond to what she was seeing. She then turned her gaze away from the snoring Kintaros to Urataros and then to Momotaros. "If you don't mind me asking what are you exactly?"
"That's quite simple, Senpai, Kin-chan, Ryu-chan and myself are Imagin." Urataros informed her. "We all have a contract with Shirou here, not dissimilar to yourself.
"I…Imagin!" Saber exclaimed, she instantly turned her attention to Shirou "Shirou, how long have you been doing this for?"
"Since before you showed up." Hana told her. "We needed someone, preferably a Singularity Point, to fight as Den-O. Shirou here was a perfect fit for the role."
Saber narrowed her eyes as she stared at the dark haired woman. "What are exactly are these Imagin exactly?" She inquired.
"Imagin, as explained already, are demons from the far future. However an event that altered history occurred which resulted in their future never coming to pass which in turn also led to them losing their physical forms." Hana replied, sounding very serious, "Their ultimate goal is to restore the timeline in which they came from, as such they have journeyed back to this era to find weak willed humans to make contracts with?"
"Contracts…?" Illya spoke up, sounding both confused and intrigued. "What kind of contracts?"
"Anything that the contractor desires. However, as you can most likely guess, the Imagin does not do this out of kindness, upon fulfilment of the contract they are able to travel along their chosen humans personal timeline back to the time of their most cherished memory." Hana continued, "From there they will cause as much damage and mayhem in an attempt to alter history and restore their world regardless of how many lives they ruin and destroy in the process."
"Hold on a moment," Caster spoke up, fixing Owner with a firm look. "Say I believe that this machine can indeed travel through time, that would mean that you should know who we are?"
The older man flashed her a rye smile. "My dear, when you travel the realm of time you become very familiar with history's most prominent figures." He told the Greek Servant, shifting his gaze to each of the gathered Servants. "A king whose lofty ambitions were far beyond their means to achieve. A pair of Greek heroines whose stories are filled with betrayal and tragedy, one the result of a petty and jealous Goddess and the other by the man she loved. And finally a mighty warrior who would unknowingly kill his own son."
As he spoke, Owner attempted to slice off some more rice, as he did so the little flag toppled over and clattered onto the plate. Seeing this, the old man set his spoon down and removed his napkin, draping it across his plate.
"Heh, I don't see the big deal." Momotaros scoffed, "All you guys are dead, you can't be that great as far as I am concerned."
Saber rolled her eyes. "Such ignorance," She said in a disapproving tone, "Despite just meeting you I get the feeling that I shouldn't expect much of anything from you."
Hearing this, the red Oni fixed Saber with a hard stare. "Oh yeah, well I've seen the way you fight." Momo told the blond haired Servant. "It tells me everything I need to know about you."
"Excuse me…" Saber replied, taken aback a little by the red skinned Oni's words. "What is wrong with the way I fight?"
"It's not just the way you fight, it's also the shitty way you swing your sword. There's no fire, there's no passion. Your way is totally half assed. It's no wonder that your sword hates you." Momo said before turning to Shirou, wrapping an arm around the teen's shoulder. "Forget this broad Shirou, when it comes to swords I'll teach you everything you need to know."
"Half assed…" Saber said, suddenly a stern look spread itself across her features, "I will have you know that my style of fighting is the result of many hours of practice and refinement, but I wouldn't expect someone as uncouth as you to understand the finer points of swordsmanship."
Momo glared at Saber, the blond haired Servant matching his glare with her own. "Huh, you wanna…" All of a sudden he stopped in mid sentence and got to his feet, sniffing the air.
"Imagin, that bat bastard has shown himself again…" The red skinned Oni said, he then looked over at Shirou. "Yosh, let go Shirou. Let's go kick this guy's ass."
No sooner had he said this the red skinned Imagin's body flashed and transformed into a glowing orb of light that merged itself into Shirou's chest. No sooner had Momotaros entered his body, Shirou eyes widened as he felt a jolt of energy pass through him, a small pile of sand forming as it poured out from his sleeves.
All of a sudden an uncharacteristic smirk spread itself across the teens face as he quickly got his feet, now clad in a leather jacket, his normally golden eyes now crimson red and his hair slicked back with, although difficult to see given his hairs natural hue, a single crimson lock.
"Heh heh, no way that bastard is getting away this time." 'Shirou' smirked as he produced the Den-O belt and quickly attached it round his waist, "From beginning to end, I'm always the climax."
That done he pressed the red button located on the buckle, moments later a loud siren filled the air. "Henshin…" 'Shirou' announced, swiping the Den-O pass across the front of the buckle of the Den-O belt.
SWORD FORM…
Red pixels emerged from the belt and in a flash the Plat Form armor appeared on the teenage Emiya's body moments before multiple pieces of red pieces of additional armor then appeared on his shoulders and chest as well as the black armor trimmed yellow snapped to his back. A red metal peach slid over the helmet and snapped onto the front before splitting in two, the points extending to become antennae and the two halves of the peach now resembling eyes, completing his transformation into Den-O.
No sooner had 'Shirou' transformed the door to the compartment opened and Archer entered, carrying a tray with several cups filled with steaming liquid.
"Out of my way, pissant." Den-O told Archer as he pushed past the tanned skinned Servant and headed towards the door and exited the compartment.
"Shirou…" Saber said, standing up she looked as if she was about to follow after Den-O only to pause.
Turning round she grabbed the plate on which her Master's now neglected flan sat along with his spoon, quickly shoveling the remains of the dessert into her mouth before following after him, leaving a rather confused Archer standing there.
"So, uhhh, are we gonna go do something or are we just gonna sit here and drink coffee?" Lancer asked after a few moments of awkward silence.
Gliding high above the city streets the Bat Imagin was searching for any sign of Tohsaka Rin, the girl whom his contractor greatly desired. Not long ago he'd had the annoying girl in his clutches and had it not been for the interference of Den-O the contract that he's made with his human contractor would already be completed and he'd already be fulfilling his roles as per Master Kai's plan.
As he continued his search a glowing opening suddenly appeared and from it the DenLiner emerged, its distinct horn filling the air as it did so, the Time Train quickly catching up with the blue skinned Imagin and ran upon the rails that continuously appeared before it just above where he was.
Just then one of the train's doors slid open to reveal Den-O standing there, the smirk on his face beneath his helmet growing wider as he fixed his crimson eyes on his target. "Heh heh, there you are, you Bat Bastard. You ain't getting away this time." He sneered. "Yosh, ikuze…"
With that Den-O then launched himself out of the door and fell towards the Bat Imagin as he did so he extended his foot out, kicking the blue skinned Kaijin out of the air and towards the roof of one of the cities tallest buildings where they both landed, the Bat Imagin landing in a less than graceful heap whilst Den-O managed to land on his feet.
"Damn you Den-O," The Bat Imagin growled as he picked himself up off of the ground. "You're always getting in the way of us trying to fulfill the contracts we make…"
"Heh, you think I give a damn about, all I care about is that I get to kill you for a second time." Den-O retorted, he then assumed his trademark pose. "Ore…Sanjou…"
Just then the sound of something making contact with the concrete was heard and glancing over both Den-O and the Bat Imagin found Saber standing there, the Servant of the Sword fixing her green eyes on the Oni/Train Rider. "Huh, I don't remember inviting you." Den-O said to her. "I don't need your help."
"I'm only here to ensure Shirou's wellbeing." Saber replied firmly, narrowing her eyes slightly, "I am strongly opposed to the idea of you and your companions using his body for your own amusement."
"Heh, well then you can stand back and watch," Den-O told her as he grabbed the pieces of the DenGasher and quickly assembled it into its sword mode. "I'll show you how to really use a sword."
That done he shifted his gaze back to his blue skinned opponent. "Ok you Bat Bastard, let's do this." With that he then charged towards the Bat Imagin, swinging his sword wildly as he did so. "Ikuze…ikuze…ikuze…"
Saber watched as the Rider charged forward, an incredulous look on her face. Watching as he engaged the opponent she recalled how the red skinned Oni currently in control of her Master's body had criticized her way of fighting back on the DenLiner, calling it half assed.
Watching as he swung his weapon wildly, his technique manic and undisciplined, it was an insult to both her and those who had taught her in the ways of swordsmanship as well as the manner in which she should conduct herself that they had instilled into her.
Holding her hand out a sudden updraft was heard as her wind coated sword appeared in her hand, gripping it in both of her hands Saber's body tensed up before she dashed forward, sword at the ready.
Meanwhile Den-O and the Bat Imagin were going at it, the Oni/Train Rider slashing wildly again and again all the while his opponent was doing its best to avoid the Riders blade. All of a sudden a blast of air was felt before all of a sudden Saber appeared before them, the tip of the sword catching the Bat Imagin across the chest and sending it sprawling across the surface of the roof.
"Oi oi, what the hell?" Den-O snapped, pointing a finger accusingly at the Servant of the Sword, "Who said you could step in, I don't need your help to deal with this bastard."
Saber fixed the Rider with a stern look. "I don't need your approval, in fact you should be grateful that I am stepping in." She said sternly, "You criticized my sword, claiming that how I do so is lacking, however what I saw from you I consider an insult to me and everyone who taught me to wield a sword."
She paused a moment as she pointed her wind coated blade at Den-O. "Know this Imagin, I don't care if you and Shirou have some kind pact, I will not allow your insult to go unchallenged." She continued, "You are reckless, wild and undisciplined. It's an affront to all those who have dedicated themselves to the art of swordsmanship."
"Heh, better that than to be half assed like you." Den-O shot back. "I don't know what your deal is and honestly I don't care, but when I fight I put everything into it, I put every ounce of my passion and soul into every swing of my blade. But from you, all I get is hesitation, hesitation and resentment for your sword."
As Den-O and Saber glared at each other the Bat Imagin took it as an opportunity to get back to his feet. "From the looks of it, you two are more focused on fighting each other," He said, "If so I think I should take my leave."
Hearing the blue skinned creature's words both the Rider and Servant of the Sword turned their heads in his direction. "Oh no, you're not getting away again." Den-O said aggressively.
"That I suppose is something we can agree on." Saber said as she assumed her stance, gripping the handle of her invisible sword in both hands. "Now I suggest you stand back and observe as I demonstrate true swordsmanship."
"Like you can teach me shit." Den-O retorted before rushing towards the Bat Imagin, sword at the ready. "Ikuze…" And so he charged his opponent, Saber quickly following after him.
All of a sudden the Bat Imagin found himself fending off not one opponent but two, something that would prove to be very difficult. Both opponents would come at him, sashing at him with their swords, however even if he avoided one of them he would quite quickly be slashed by the blade of the other.
Both Den-O and Saber lunged towards him, both of their swords raised in preparation to slash at him, seeing this he narrowly managed to avoid this by dropping to the ground which in turn resulted in both the Rider and the Servants swords colliding with each other.
"Wha…what the…" The Oni Rider exclaimed before shooting a glare at Saber. "Hey, don't get in the way."
"Such cheek, you dare slander me when you are the one at fault." Saber shot back, matching his glare with her own.
As the two of them bickered all of a sudden the Bat Imagin quickly rose up, his arms raised above him as he did so and managed to strike both Den-O and Saber as he did so, both of them stumbling back slightly.
The blue skinned Kaijin crossed his arms, releasing a powerful high pitched burst of sound at the pair, sending both of them sprawling across the ground.
"Damnit," Den-O cursed as he picked himself before shooting Saber a stern look. "You dumb cow, this is all your fault. I was doing just fine before you stuck your nose in and screwed everything up."
"Do not try to pass blame onto me cretin." Saber retorted, "The fault here lies in your lack of coordination and skill."
As the two of them were glaring at one another, the Bat Imagin took this opportunity to take to the air where he unleashed another powerful burst of sound at both Saber and Den-O, both of who didn't notice until it was too late, both of them once again sent sprawling across the surface of the roof.
Seeing that his two opponents were once down, the Bat Imagin dived down towards them, as he sat up Den-O happened to notice as the blue skinned Kaijin swooped towards him, muttering a curse he managed to roll out of the way.
Saber however wasn't quick enough to react and quickly found herself in the grip of the blue skinned Imagin who carried her off into the air.
"Hey hey…" Den-O called out angrily as the Bat Imagin rose once more into the air. "You bastard, get here and fight me!"
"Damnit…" Saber berated herself before shooting a glare at the Bat Imagin, "Release me at once."
"Funny, the dark haired brat said the same thing," The Bat Imagin replied. "And like her you have a knack for picking a poor choice of words."
And with that the blue skinned Kaijin released his hold on the blond haired Servant, sending her hurling off the side of the building. Acting quickly Saber managed to grab ahold of the ledge, dangling high above the streets that lay far below here.
No sooner had the Bat Imagin released his hold on Saber a buzzing noise was heard, all of a sudden a pair of what appeared to be spinning disks appeared and made a beeline towards the Bat Imagin, severing one of his wings and knocking him out of the air and sending him crashing into the ground. Their task done disks suddenly swung around and headed back in the direction that they had appeared from before being snatched out of the air by Archer.
"Huh, you're here too?" Den-O said in an annoyed tone, "Are all you bastards gonna invite yourselves to my fight?"
"Don't get the wrong idea," Archer told the oni themed Rider, fixing him with a hard stare. "I'm not here to help you, I simply had a score I wished to settle with this creature for trying to kidnap my Master."
"Heh, whatever." Den-O replied, letting out a scoff. "Like I care…"
He then shifted his attention to the Bat Imagin, the blue skinned Kaijin once again struggling to get back its feet. "As for you…" He said, producing his Den-O pass as he did so and swiped it over the buckle of his Rider Belt.
FULL CHARGE…
That done, Den-O then tossed the pass aside, as he did so red sparks began to emanate from the buckle that arced towards the pommel of Den-O's sword and before crackling along the length of the crimson blade.
"My Hissatsu…" Den-O said, gripping the handle of his weapon before its blade suddenly disconnected and launched itself into the air, a crackling energy tendril tethering it to the handle being held by Den-O.
"PAAAAAAART TWOOO…" Den-O cried out as he swung the handle horizontally, the red coloured blade following his movements and sliced into the Bat Imagin.
Not done yet, Den-O unleashed another horizontal slash to his opponent before finishing by delivering a vertical slash that cut through its body before it was engulfed in a large explosion, finishing it for good. The red blade retracted itself and reattached itself back to the base of the handle in Den-O's grip.
No sooner had the Bat Imagin had been dealt with, Saber's head popped up from the side of the building as the Servant of the Sword managed to pull her upper body up over the side of the building.
"Ohhh, you're not dead after all." Den-O said, sounding smugly upon spotting her, he then strolled over to the ledge and knelt down, "Well well well, you just hanging around or something."
Saber said nothing, instead choosing to shoot the Oni Rider with a stern look, clearly unamused by his pun.
"Heh, nothing to say." Den-O continued, "I guess I can understand, I'd probably wouldn't have much to say if I talked a bunch of shit only to get shown up in the end. You talked a bunch of shit about how I fight but I'm the one who beat that bastard whist you all you managed to do was get yourself dropped off of a building."
No sooner had he finished a spectral image of Momotaros emerged from Den-O and sunk into the floor, color faded from the armor before it disintegrated to reveal Shirou, the rust haired teen once more in control of his body.
"S…Saber…" Shirou exclaimed, quickly reaching out and grabbing the blond haired Servant by the wrist, "Hold on, I got you…"
"Thank you Shirou." Saber replied as her Master helped her over the ledge and up onto the roof.
"Saber, are you alright?" Shirou asked, panting a little.
"Don't worry, I am fine." Saber replied, her tone more composed now that she wasn't dealing with Momotaros anymore, "How can you put up with this Shirou, having your body used by those…creatures in such a manner?"
Shirou chuckled a little. "Guess I'm used to it by this point," He replied, "Besides Momo and the others aren't that bad…mostly."
All of a sudden the sound of a loud horn was heard, looking round both Shirou and Saber watched as the DenLiner moved towards them to pick them up.
AN: And with that another chapter is in the bag, I know I'm a little late on this one, and in this one we return to the world of Den-O.
As you all saw this chapter is pretty much a follow up to the previous Den-O chapter, the stuff in the DenLiner was actually planned to be part of the previous Den-O installment but was cut since that one was getting kinda long. Ah well, since I was in the mood to write something Dem-O related I got to use that cut content in this one as well as throwing in the fight with the Bat Imagin.
So yeah the bulk of this chapter was spent introducing Rin and the Servants to the DenLiner crew as well as explaining to them Time Trains, the Imagin and Singularity Points, plus I got to have some funny stuff, hope you all enjoyed the Fate cast's reaction to Naomi's coffee.
Something else I got to establish in this is installment is Saber's relationship with the Taros's and as you can see Saber really isn't getting along with Momotaros and whilst it wasn't touched on, Urataros don't like much her much either, although for different reasons. Momotaros dislikes the way Saber fights and as for Urataros, as he would put it, "I liar can easily spot another liar". As for Kintaros and Ryutaros, they're mostly indifferent to her.
Before I sigh off I want to take a moment to mention how good King-Ohger has been pretty good so far, sure we are introduced to the five King-Ohgers in the first episode but we're now spending the opening episodes meeting them and getting to see them as they become a team as well as seeing each of the different kingdoms and seeing how each of their rulers style and approach to running their kingdom. Also the fight scenes have been soooo good.
Oh and Geats is still Geats. The shows still pretty good but I guess its lost a little of the spotlight what with King-Ohger is the the new kid on the block right now, still Geats Laser/Boost looks pretty neat.
Also something I want to mention is that I've decided to hold off on posting the Zi-O chapter until May, although not intended when I was writing it upon reflection I figured that it would be a good way to celebrate the one year anniversary of this little project.
So yeah, I think this is a good stopping point. As always feel free to drop a comment and tell me what you thought of this entry, I know this was kinda on the short side but I'm still interested in seeing your thoughts on this one or ideas of where this one could go.
As always feel free to drop a comment and tell me what all you thought of this one, I always enjoy reading your feedback, and I'll see you all next time for the next installment of this little project.
Till next time, peace out y'all.