http://capture-worlds.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] capture-worlds.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-04-04 09:11 pm

Training from Hell

Tsukasa entered the Sensorium, after first making sure that the door was properly closed. The words Negi Springfield said to him earlier about training stung somewhat. After the initial battles after he had been awakened, he really hadn't kept up with his battle training.

"What's that saying...about the body going lax...ah, I can't remember right now." He chuckled to himself and stood in the center of the room, drawing up a mental image of what he wanted for his training session.

When he opened his eyes, he was in a completly abandoned downtown Tokyo. He looked around, wondering where the first enemy was going to come from. Then he saw Kamen Riders Dark Kiva and Kabuto, Alternative Zero, Orga, and Shadowmoon advancing upon him with a small army of enemy monsters behind them.

In a word: Crap. But, Tsukasa kept that thought inside as he placed his belt upon his waist and drew his Decade Kamen Ride card. Slotting it in his belt. *KAMEN RIDE!* "HENSHIN!" He yelled, and his belt responded with, *DECADE!*

The magenta-colored armor of the Destroyer of Worlds materialized on him, and he charged Shadowmoon...who promptly punched him in the faceplate, sending him flying back into a wall. The same wall that hid the door controls. But, Decade was so focused on his "training" that he didn't notice the door opened up as he charged back into the frey, RideBooker drawn as a sword.

[identity profile] twin-fans.livejournal.com 2010-04-05 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
He'd been planning on getting some training of his own done, he really had, but when he heard the noise from the Sensoriums, Kazami had to peek in. It sounded like some kind of battle, he could tell that much, but he didn't really have a full picture until he stepped inside and... "Hm." A decent enough battle field, with a pink man fighting monsters and... Kamen Riders? He steps aside, deftly avoiding the slash of one of the spare monsters as he watches the pink man fight.

Judging from the grouping, it looked like he was the one who had summoned this mess. He trips another monster and steps on top of it as he continues to circle the main fight. Several of them looked very Rider-ish, especially the stag beetle and the silver and black grasshoppers. Still, the only person to know who the Riders were was... "I see. Tsukasa! You wanted to get some training in."

...Just ignore the fact that now isn't the time for cordial coversation.

[identity profile] twin-fans.livejournal.com 2010-04-05 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, if this was your idea of training, I didn't want to intrude." He spreads his hands and laughs, turning towards a group of Worm and Orphenocs. He tugs his gloves out of his pocket and slips them on slowly, walking as they charge. "However, if you want the help...!"

And he moves, snagging a Worm by the arm and flipping it over his shoulder. He uses it as a brace to keep his balance as he whirls, kicking at an Orphenoc's face. He ducks and dodges, kicking, throwing, and maneuvering the monsters into attacking each other as he goes. As he clears the group, he turns around, coming face to face with Orga.

They circle each other for a moment, and Orga lunges with his sword. Kazami deftly steps to the side, grabbing the Rider's wrist and placing a hand on his elbow, pushing down. He circles a bit, leading Orga around before throwing him at the group of monsters. "I must admit, I'm a little rusty. I haven't faced a group this big in a while."

[identity profile] twin-fans.livejournal.com 2010-04-07 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ha. Just monthly practice?" Kazami gives Decade a grin, dropping it when he sees that the other Rider is already invisible. Somehow. "Well, I supposed I'd best mop up." He turns and leaps to the top of one of the shorter buildings. He thrusts his arms to the side, and slowly brings them in an arc over his head, bringing one in and thrusting the other out. "Henshin... V3!"

He jumps, surrounded by a rainbow of energy, and lands in the middle of the Worm and Fangire, cutting a swath through them in a fury of punches and kicks. In seconds, most of the generics have been removed from that group, going under in a sea of blue fire and shattered glass. V3 turns, expecting more trouble from them, when he sees Orga, Shadowmoon, and Dark Kiva approaching, all with swords swinging overhead. Dropping to a knee, he crosses his arms into an 'X' above his head, and both stop dead when they connect.

A helpful male voice speaks out of nowhere. "Kamen Rider V3 possesses a cellular strength device. When he crosses his arms, it fuses fuses the metal blades that come into contact with his body."

V3 sits there for a second, confused as to that little public service announcement, but thrusts his arms up, unbalancing them enough for him to leap to safety. "Ganging up on a guy like that... You truly are low!" He can't take all three of them on at once, he knows that. His arms actually throb a bit where Dark Kiva and Shadowmoon connected, their strength was almost frightening.

[identity profile] twin-fans.livejournal.com 2010-04-07 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
He cocks his head over at the flashes of red, making an impressed noise at Decade's pair of finishers. They certainly were impressive to watch, that was for sure. V3 holds up a hand, with his finger and thumb held a little apart. "Maybe a little. I'd lose the cards if I were you." Or at least stop posing whenever Decade goes to use them.

V3 leaps down, landing between Shadowmoon and Orga. He delivers a kick to Shadowmoon's gut, spinning to grab Orga by the arm. A sharp twist, and V3 flips the Rider over his shoulder and slams him against the ground. A sharp kick to the other Rider's side sends him flying. V3 starts in confusion when the belt flies off, something detaching from it, but that leaves the over-armored Rider in a human form. He can, and does, ignore Kiba to turn and face Shadowmoon, ducking under one of his sword-swings to throw several punches.

Unfortunately, ignoring Kiba Yuji is never a good idea. As V3 focuses on Shadowmoon, the boy reveals his true nature as an Orphenoch, transforming into something like an armored, bipedal horse. He charges, forming a sword in his hands, and stabs at V3's back, running him through. V3 freezes and is knocked aside by Shadowmoon, rolling on the ground. He stands, breathing heavily, and yanks the sword out of his back, tossing it aside.

He stands, shakily, and shakes himself before coughing. "...Hurricane!" Shadowmoon pauses for a moment, as if knowing what's coming, but the Horse Orphenoch charges, heedless of the coming whine. A foolish mistake, as V3 telepathically guides his motorcycle through the simulation towards the monster, slamming it in the side. Kiba goes flying, crashing into a wall. As he pulls himself up, Kazami jumps and kicks him in the chest, pushing off again. "V3 Hanten Kick!" As he pushes off, impossibly, he backflips and kicks Kiba again, then lands on his feet. He turns to face Shadowmoon as the monster behind him erupts in flame and crumbles to dust.

[identity profile] twin-fans.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hm?" Ah, right. Kazami's used to battle plans like this being made telepathically. He'll work on that later. For now, he just nods to Decade, dropping into a broad stance, arms held apart.

"Double Rider-" There's a whirr as his fans both speed up. With a cry, he jumps straight up, flips, and angles himself towards the two fallen Riders, in a flying side kick. "KICK!"