Kamen Rider Oni
Professionally Insane
<<SUPER SENTAI SERIES>>
CHOUKYU SENTAI RAILRANGER
By: Robert J. Wong
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Roaring along an invisible track through the Inter-dimensional void of the Multi-Verse was this enormous, charging, demonic-black train, with bones littered everywhere along the hull. Weapon platforms were placed on several key points on the sides, top and front, which there was a large red skull with glowing orange-hell like eyes.
All the purple, flowing energy streams and stars illuminated the Inter-dimensional tunnel through the universes while the Doomtrain continued on its course towards one specific glowing, blue and green, Star-Point. Suddenly it appeared to pick up speed as it charged at it, and then crashed on through with a bright, red and yellow flash. As it disappeared, all that was left was this faint, white light flickering in the void of the Multi-Verse.
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The Doomtrain raged onward through normal space, but now everything was going by so fast it the stars were streaks of light, the planets distorted and fragmenting. This was hyper-space, and the only thing that stayed the same was the Doomtrain. Not even the interstellar strain of the cosmos being stretched did anything towards the demonic-locomotive as it came towards a blue, green and white planet…Earth.
In the very last car of the Doomtrain sat Malick in the darkness upon a large, black chair fit for an emperor. The ends at the top of the throne were two demonic, Werehound heads snarling, facing towards the two, large, cold, black steel doors. Ancient inscriptions etched upon them, describing an ongoing journey throughout the ages. Malick sat under one single white light that appeared dimmed over him, merely outlining the coal colored, sharp armor, with its own etchings as well over it all. Although he appeared to be fully armored, most of it was really his flesh, rock solid and in a charred color. His face hidden away from view by the tinted blue faceplate, which comes down from the curve of the barbarian-esque helmet, two horns arc up on either side, while another curves downward in the front.
Everything else is dark, peaceful. Except for the rumbling of the train against the cosmic track in which it rides towards its destination.
Slowly, Malick lifts his gaze up towards the doors where two figures in black robes appear, the hoods covering their heads, shadows masking their faces. They seemed to hover upon the navy, carpet flooring as they approached the throne, hands gripped onto their forearms but hidden under the long, sleeves of the cloaks. There was an eeriness could be felt coming off of them, even Malick could sense it a mile away.
“You’re early,†with that Malick rose up and stepped down towards the two cloaked beings, and glanced at each of them.
They merely bowed in respect then stood straight once again. The being on the right pulled out a black ticket with purple accents.
“Hmph….â€
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(OP: “FULL SPEED DASH!! RAILRANGER!!†by: Psychic Lover f/ NoB)
TRACK 1: “When in Danger…CHANGE TRACK!!â€
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Meanwhile on earth in a large, round, steel room. With this Train emblem engraved upon four squares in four key points. Were two black-suited figures, with tight-fitting, round helmets that have a cool, sleek black visor- battled it out with different styles. The Fighter wearing a silver, metallic belt, with a train-track design upon it fought in a Kick-Boxing style. While the other used more of a Tae-kwan-do style and some Kung-Fu mixed in there. A black, metallic belt with red trim lining rested around that Fighter’s waist.
The Silver belted one came in fast, but every blow that was thrown was either blocked, deflected, or missed as the Black belted Fighter moved about the room in a fluid motion. Slowly taking an open, but still a defensive pose, the Black belted combatant gestured for the other to come over. Breathing heavily and pacing back and forth as the Silver belted Fighter weighed his situation, then took an offensive stance before dashing full speed towards the defensive opponent.
Quickly moving out of the way, the Black belt spun around and side-kicked the Silver belted warrior from behind, knocking him through the air. “Agggghhh…!†he exclaimed as he smashed into this protective, red, yellow and blue net, made of energy then rolled to the floor where he stayed for the moment. Slowly though he rose up to his hands and knees then lifted his body. Exhausted and sore all over he unlatched the locks on the helmet before removing it, revealing a young, Japanese man in his early twenties. Still breathing heavy and soaked with sweat, his dark red spiked bangs came over his eyes while trying to regain what breath he could.
“You over exerted yourself again, Dai-kun,†replied the black belted Warrior in a feminine voice. Soon she too removed her helmet, allowing her long, dark hair to flow down past her shoulders. She was a beautiful woman, about twenty-nine, but didn’t look more then twenty-five.
“I’m just… out of shape, that’s all… five more miles a day should help, Rei-san,†replied the exhausted young man as he shuffled over to the wall and leaned against it with one arm, holding the helmet in the other. Suddenly a small, round view-screen appeared showing a replay of the match to him. On the sides were stats on speed, agility, stamina: all the works on all human performance. Daisuke glared at his performance as it replayed before his eyes.
“You’re pushing it Daisuke, you’re already at 30 miles day. You can’t ware yourself out like that.â€
“I can take it,†he stated clenching his hand tight into a fist, “Rei-san…â€
Worried about his physical condition for a long time since that day he came to stay with her, she shook her head as she walked towards the Train Emblem behind her then placed her ungloved hand upon the center. A bright, warm, orange glow emitted from it and soon that section of the wall faded into a two, dark gray metal doors which slid open with a ‘whoosh’. Rei then walked onward into a large, white room that had several pillars with glowing, square rings around them. Each a different color, ranging from red, blue, yellow, pink and black.
In the center was a around sectional, orange couch, with four small staircases leading down into the round sitting area. Everything was illuminated brightly too with Florissant lamps up above. Towards the far let were multiple glass doors, but with metallic guard-railings as if it were to lead people out in single file lines. Just a few feet before that was a blue and silver Ticket booth that seemed to be empty and lifeless, as you couldn’t see anything but blackness from the window.
Up above was another floor, sectioned off in four quadrants, Quarters, Lab, Cafeteria, and finally Rei’s Office. In the Quarters quadrant the hallways had plants being hung or positioned on the shelves to give it more of a home-like feel. Near the back were the bathrooms, changing areas and Weapons locker just in case of emergencies.
Rei walked into the changing room still thinking about Daisuke, hoping he’d at least slow down and relax. She leaned up against the wall, taking a deep breath then tossed her gloves and belt onto a nearby bench, where her helmet laid. Crossing her arms, she then reached up and place one hand upon her forehead rubbing her forehead gently to relieve the frustration she felt building from all these years of worrying, “Dai-kun….â€
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A few hours later Daisuke wondered out of the Changing room, hair spiked at the front but still a little wet from the shower, but he was now in his normal attire of a white T, black kakis. As he wondered over towards the lounge circle, Daisuke’s black and red sneakers squeaked upon the shiny tiles, then thudded as he stepped down the small staircase taking a seat across from Rei. Who was now in a Navy blouse, and a knee-high, black skirt and a pair of opened-toe, shiny black heels. Rei was typing away on her laptop upon her lap but sometimes glanced up at him as he pressed a button on the side of the armrest, bringing this small, three foot high, pedestal up from the center of the lounge. Soon this holo-image appeared with two swordsmen getting ready to spar off. It was he’s favorite video game, KENDO.
Rei couldn’t help but grin as a memory resurfaced, when she used to watch him play it during his visits when he was younger. Closing her laptop, Rei placed it to her side and then stood up and called out towards the cafeteria, “Naomi-chan?!â€
“Hai…!†returned another feminine voice, but Naomi’s had a tone to it, as though she was bothered.
“Did you find those data charts I asked for?â€
“Hai…! They’re on your desk!†she called back then silence.
“Arigatou!†replied Rei as she headed out of the lounge and up towards the elevators on the right side of the room. They were designed like the old, fifties elevator doors with magical, golden outline. But when the doors slid open it was a whole new world inside. All around were thin, light tubes, but bright enough just to illuminate the small space, but not too much. Rei then stepped into the lift and the doors whooshed closed behind her with a chime to finish it off.
The doors opened once more catching Daisuke’s attention this time, as well as distracting him from the game before him.
Stepping out of the lift was a young woman, about twenty-two with light brown hair, in a pony tail that was placed over her right shoulder. Upon her eyes was a pair of sleek, black frame-glasses that brought out her gorgeous green eyes. Looking about the place for a moment she walked over towards some of the computer terminals at the back of the room, then took a seat. Daisuke kept on glancing at her from time to time, but that too became often, nearly costing him in the game as he struggled to retake the fight. Then his gaze came back over to her, noticing home much her pink, turtle neck hugged her slender but heart breaking figure. Slowly his eyes went down to the rest of her body, seeing as how her faded jeans were tight hugging too, Daisuke hoped to get a nice glance at her behind.
“Daisuke, what are you looking at?â€
“Huh?!†he gasped turning away quickly and focusing back on the game, “Nothing.†Shifting his eyes back and forth hoping she’d believe him and look away giving another opportunity to check her out. After a few minutes he did get another chance to check.
“You know if you keep staring it’s going to ruin your eye sight,†she said in an annoyed tone causing Daisuke to jump back to the game once more…only to witness his game character being slashed up from between the legs, and “Game Over†flashing. Sitting there in shock thinking how he didn’t want to know how that felt like, Daisuke then felt a hand tap him on the shoulder.
Rei then said to him, “Maybe you want to try a cold shower.†Then she walked off humming and looking through the file folders.
“Y-yeah…†he muttered out.
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Malick wandered among the corridors of each car as he mad his way up towards the Engine compartment, or what it was actually called the “Skull’s Heart.†Everything in the corridors was dark, brooding. Full of twisted bars of metal, ancient emblems, etchings and what not as Malick came into the Skull’s Heart everything seems to be bigger on the inside. It was a second throne room, but with old lever controls, a coal driven Furnas.
Standing at the Furnas shoveling in coal is a stout being, with a large, blue, leather coat, buttoned all the way up and a this metallic, grey, conductors hat. Malick tapped his foot against the deck platting causing the stout fellow to jump, dropping the shovel. The creatures face was all white like one of those mannequins but his eyes were alive and dark green, while a mustache lined across his upper lip, curving up at the tips.
“Are we at the gates yet?†asked Malick in a commanding, raspy voice.
“Yes we are Lord Malick, we’re right on schedule,†replied the stout conductor checking the three watches mounted onto his metal gauntlet, in a squeaky voice.
“Good, I have a monster already for my arrival,†stated the towering leader, as he walked over towards the mirror on the far right wall, “Any news on the points’ whereabouts?â€
Suddenly the mirror began to bend, and mold then oozed out onto the floor in this goopy form that slowly began to rise and take the shape of a slender being. Its body was mainly black with chrome armor plating, reflecting whatever light there was in the room. The face upon this being though shrouded by a bladed, and round helmet, was human, with light blue eyes, and navy slashes under his eyes reaching the corners of is mouth, which his lips were the same color too. He had the look of a psychopath. Even Malick was a bit sickened by him as he paced away and then stopped near the doors, turning only his head towards the Chrome being.
“Well, Silver Spike?â€
“Yes…and no…,†Silver Spike replied smiling like a lunatic, “They are on the move…but where, I do not know.â€
Stepping closer towards him, Malick growled, disappointed in the news he was given by his subordinate. He rose his fist up and blue electricity erupted from within his grasp, escaping through the small cracks then thrust it back to his side, turning his back to Silver Spike. He knew they were on the right track, but it seemed that things would be getting harder from here on in, if they couldn’t fully pin-point the points of origin.
“Well Malick I’m a Tracker, not an Instant GPS!†exclaimed Silver Spike as he took a seat on one of the near by, black metal chairs and crossed his arms. “These things take time.â€
“Yes,†he replied calmly. Then jolted his gaze back to the Subordinate who squirmed a bit as the look somehow began to make his skin crawl, “Time I’m running out of.â€
“Lord, my Lord!†cried the conductor as he looked through a scope that came down from the ceiling.
“Yes, Codrats, what is it?â€
“We’ve made it through the barrier and are in the Inter-dimensional rhythm, I’ve locked onto the points of origin!†Codrats stated as he started pulling more levers and spinning one of the small wheels, “This detour should take us to them and cut them off.â€
“Time…?†said Malick glaring at Silver Spike, “Hmph…â€
Silver Spike on the other hand waved it off and turned away while leaning back in the chair only to be sent flying off of it and into the wall, face first! “Kiisama!!†he cursed stumbling to his feet as he formed a silver katana out of his hands.
“Hmph, Spike you sure don’t pay attention to your surroundings,†said a seductive feminine voice coming from the chair as it became to change into a young, attractive woman with dark, purple, shoulder-length hair. Her eyes were heavy in shadow, and her lips were pure black with the corners sprouting lines that curved down, while she wore a skin-tight, red suit, with a gap that showed off her toned stomach. She was obviously well kept in shape.
“Vendra, pleasant surprise, I thought I punched your card out long ago…?†smirked Silver Spike lowering his sword a bit, but still kept it by his side, knowing how tricky she was.
“You two, not now… Silver Spike, tell Ticketazer to take a group of Spikes. I want those points…NOW.â€
“Hai!†replied Silver Spike with a bow and then left the car.
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Daisuke wandered around Rei’s office looking at all the frames with certificates, diplomas, and other great achievements there were placed along the crimson walls of this, medium sized room. With a single, brown desk at the front, that had a few picture frames, and a laptop upon it along with a few other trinkets. Behind it was a black, leather office chair outlined by the large, arched window that illuminated the room.
He picked up one of the frames upon the desk and stared at it. It was a picture of an older man, with short, black hair wearing a conductor’s uniform. This was Daisuke’s father. The look on his face was obvious that he knew him and missed him so.
“I know…,†said Rei coming in through the open doorway at the back of the room, but Daisuke didn’t move, or look at her. He continued staring at the picture in his hand, “I know what it’s like to grow up without a father, Dai-kun. It isn’t easy.â€
“You could say that,†he replied placing the picture down and ran his hand upon the desk, as he gazed upon his father’s possessions.
Resting a hand upon Dai’s shoulder, Rei turned him around but noticed he wouldn’t look her in the eyes. His gaze went away from her altogether as the feeling of loss grew and went deeper and deeper. Rei sighed and then lifted his head gently with her finger, showing him a soft smile. It was nice, and he did enjoy the fact she was trying her best to help him through this. All these years being here, training, aiding her in bringing this place to life wasn’t a waste…just without having a father around, it seemed somewhat empty. Rei knew that he felt that way too, but she always did her best to make him feel wanted, and appreciated in doing something to not only better protect humanity, but to better himself as well.
Suddenly a loud siren began to blaze loudly throughout the whole complex, and the look upon Rei’s face was something Daisuke had never seen, at least not that kind of worried look. Obviously there was a hint of terror in her eyes, and her body was shaking slightly. This was definitely not like her, but before Daisuke could ask what was wrong, she marched on out of the office and headed towards the lift.
“Rei-san nandaeo?†questioned Daisuke as he stepped out of the office, “Oi! Rei-san! Nandaeo!?†Swiftly he dashed after her and made it into the lift before the doors closed.
After the lift opened up Rei dashed towards the Ticket Booth and quickly went inside, switching the lights on, followed by the ticket machine and main computer. It appeared to be a normal ticket booth but the computer had a GPS and other sorts of controls. Quickly a small, red, plastic ticket came out and she grabbed it while leaving the booth and handed it to Daisuke who stood their raising an eyebrow, unsure of what to make of this.
“Naomi!†exclaimed Rei looking around, then suddenly saw Naomi at the computer at the back of the room, “Naomi-chan, turn on the Tracker-Grido.â€
“Hai,†she replied never taking her eyes off of the flat, plasma-screen monitor as she quickly typed in the command codes. Then there was a loud humming sound coming from above the lounge area as this metallic cylinder, with several light-points came down and then stopped about six feet from the ground. Suddenly a blue, energy globe formed, representing Earth in some sense; Rei pointed to one square in particular that was faintly blinking yellow. She felt somewhat relieved that it wasn’t blinking red.
“That one, Naomi-chan.â€
Soon the square enlarged taking up the globe and revealed an image of a desert terrain, with a derailed, bullet train, caught on fired next to a broken track. There was a gasp, loud enough that it drew both Dai’s and Naomi’s attention. Both of them glanced at one another and they could tell they both were worried, and yet curious as to what was really going on.
“Rei-san, what is it?†he asked stepping up towards her and placing a hand upon her shoulder, but then she turned about ignoring his concern and walked all the way towards the Weapons Locker doors and punched in a code, then inserted a small, white ticket. Both grey, metal doors whooshed open showing a small, white room with several different kinds of weapons, including the prototype pistols. Quickly she grabbed a couple and briskly marched out, taking her ticket with her, then handed them a pistol each as Naomi jogged over.
“The prototype Bulleto Magnum?†inquired Naomi holding the bullet train-esque, red and black pistol. On the back there was a tiny grip to pull, and at the front was a small, golden barrel. The trigger upon the handle wasn’t enclosed by a ring though it was open.
Daisuke eyed it for a bit then practiced his aiming for a second, “Not really my style…but…why do you need these anyways?â€
“Hai they are the Bulleto Magnum. And you’ll need these to defend yourselves…along with these. Take one and give the rest to the others,†replied Rei handing them a small, metal box with the round, golden, bullet-train emblem upon it.
“Others?†they spoke in unison.
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Running out through the glass doors they found themselves in a sub-way with a few benches, but no one was around except them. There was no sign of a train coming either which was odd, at least that’s how Daisuke felt about the situation. Naomi stood a few feet away from the edge and held onto the silver box close to her side, while looking at this rectangular object in her hand. It was black but with silver trim on the side and bottom and top. In the center of the “Railcellular†was all black but with a track impression. At the bottom was a rectangular indent for sliding something small into it. Just above the indent were two, tiny, red, LEDs.
She then spun the track-plate up counter-clockwise revealing a grey panel with several black buttons that had red numbers upon them, along with a few words on several key buttons, such as: “Talkâ€, “Cancelâ€, “Sendâ€, “Okâ€, and “Endâ€. Quickly Naomi pressed: “9-9-9†then hit “Sendâ€, causing the Railcellular to whistle electronically and the small square-shaped screen blinked with a blue out-line of a bullet-train.
“Nandaeo…?†muttered Daisuke as he listened in on the electronic whistle, curious to know what she did to make it do that. Curiosity made him open up his Railcellular. It looked the same as hers and everything, but wasn’t sure what to press. Then all of the sudden a loud, sheering whistle came from the down in the dark tunnel followed by a bright, white light that filled the arch-way. Without warning this white-shining sub-way train zoomed in and suddenly stopped with a screeching halt, startling the two for a second before the doors slowly slid open. And there was someone there to greet them too, a tall, robotic Conductor. It tilted its smiling, robotic, mannequin-like head to them and spoke.
“Chuu?â€
“Riiight…†replied Daisuke as he started to step back a bit in shock and disbelief.
“Yosh, Ikkuzei!†commanded Naomi entering the train.
“Oi! Jotto matte!†exclaimed Daisuke rushing in before the doors closed too.
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Meanwhile in the desert three survivors stumbled along trying to find out what exactly had occurred. They were all Japanese, but one was a good build with blue robes and a bald head. Another male who stumbled about who was in his late twenties, looked upon the debris in disbelief which soon was replaced by anger to find out who did this. He was well built, wearing a black muscle shirt and faded jeans, with shaggy black, hair. The final one of the three was a young female, in her early twenties dressed in a small, yellow t-shirt, with white shorts and sneakers. Her hair was bleached too at the ends along with being in pig-tails kind of.
“What the hell happened here…?†asked the man in black.
“An unfortunate even from the looks of things I would say,†stated the monk in blue.
“I quit college for this…whhhhyyyy…meeee!?†whined the young girl as she sat dropped down to the sand below and sulked, “And I wanted curry for lunch, frig…!â€
“Can it would ya?!†asked the man in black rudely, causing her to pout, but he didn’t want to hear it and began pacing back and forth trying to figure out what to do now. “We should get moving before whatever did this…comes back.â€
“Agreed,†replied the young Monk as he helped up the girl gently, “Who knows what evil has done this.â€
“Ok…just don’t go only creepy and **** on me, alright?â€
“No need to worry about that, anyways… I’m Tsurugi, Yamamoto Tsurugi,†stated the monk holding out his hand.
The man in Black though just raised his eyebrow giving him the ‘yeah, whatever’ look, but then gave it a second thought. Knowing they were the only ones out here probably. Might as well have friends before you’re left out here to die and replied, shaking Tsurugi’s hand, “David…David Kawasaki.â€
“I’m Akira desu!†she exclaimed in a joyful voice as she tried to grab their attention. Tsurugi merely chuckled while David crossed his arms and tried to ignore her.
“Oi! Oi!!†shouted Daisuke over the crackling flames causing them all to look over at one of the sand dunes, “Oi! Let’s go!! Over here!!â€
“Who are you?!†blurted David unsure of who this person was, and quickly stood before the others.
“The rescue team!!†he called back, and soon Naomi joined him.
“Come on you guys let’s go! We don’t have a lot of time!†she added but then gasped as the three were suddenly surrounded by group of twenty, slender beings in black suits with grey spikes upon their shoulders, boots and gauntlets and face plates that have two, small, blue triangular eyes and an upside-down, pyramid shaped mouth. Twin spike-like horns sprouted out from the forehead.
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“Oooookay…. Ummm…Rei-san…what now?†asked Daisuke into the Railcellular as both him and Naomi looked on at the group of Spikes.
“They’re Spikes from the Akuma Tribe- Deraler,†she explained.
“Akuma Tribe…?†questioned Naomi in bewilderment as she reached for the Bullet Magnum in her purse.
“Deraler?†added Daisuke as he reached for his too.
“No time to explain, get the Railcellulars to them and henshin!â€
â€Nandaeo…?†both of them replied in unison unsure of what they should do, especially Daisuke who started to step away.
“Daisuke you need to get them out of there first, Daisuke!†cried Rei-san over the com-link, was what she feared about him having self-doubt overcome him. Hopefully she could break that train of thought with him and get Daisuke to lead the team, “Daisuke you can do this…you don’t have anything to prove to anyone else except yourself. It’s all up to you to lead them, and you can do it, just believe.â€
“But…but…what if I fail? What if they get killed because of me?â€
“Do you want that to happen Dai-kun!?â€
“No…no… Hahh!!†he shouted firing his Bullet Magnum at the group of Spikes, distracting them from the three survivors, “Naomi, get them out of there, go around the back of the debris.â€
“Hai,†she replied and darted off to and succeeded in escorting them around as Daisuke kept firing his Magnum. Quickly they all regrouped together and Naomi handed them a Railcellular, but couldn’t find the tickets for them.
“Looking for these?†asked Tsurugi, holding up a blue, plastic ticket while David and Akira held up a black and yellow one, “It’s a long story.â€
“Well not too long, we got time,†replied David smirking.
“Tachibana Akira,†stated the girl in yellow with a bow.
“Alright… well, huh?!†gasped Daisuke as he noticed the Spikes rushing up around them. There was no escape now…every exit was blocked off, forcing them to go back to back, “Minna… pick a target, and smash through it!â€
“YOKAI!!†they shouted together as they executed the order, punching, throwing and kicking down as many of the grunts as possible using different styles till the dune was clear. Then suddenly Daisuke heard voice inside his head….
“When in Danger…†it said, and repeated over and over. Daisuke closed his eyes and tried to concentrate, but couldn’t understand what it meant. But the voice was awfully familiar to him, it wasn’t Rei though, but who? Suddenly the grunts caught the group’s attention as they made their way back up towards them, this time with spikes in their hands. They weren’t playing around anymore….
“Ahhh!!†cried Akira was nearly was hit by one of the spikes, but Tsurugi moved her out of its way and kicked the grunt back down.
“Daisuke!?†shouted Naomi, as she turned to him. Coming out of the trance, Daisuke slid his red-ticket into the bottom of the Railcellular, flipping the track up and revealing on the inside of the flap the Bullet-train emblem in the center, with the edges outlined in gold. The Key pad was a bit different, gold with white buttons now, and red numbers and different commands. At the top in the center was an oval, red button with black letters spelling out: “CHANGE.â€
“Minna… Change Track!†he shouted crossing his arms in front of him with his thumb on the change button.
Quickly the others slid their respective tickets in and their cells flipped open as well with the exact appearance. They took the pose and everyone pressed the red button. Then all at once swung their arms out to the sides shouting: “CHANGE TRACK!!â€
A glowing train and track spiraled around each of them in their respected colors causing their bodies to glow as well, then the arches upon their shoulders shot black and silver tracks down the outside of their arms, shoulder blades, sides of their body and down their legs. The tracks upon their arms and legs stopped two inches below the knees and elbows, forming a round track at the top of the gloves and boots that remained white while the rest of the suit flashed into their own color. Upon their chests appeared a black circle with a golden track along the edge and in the center was the emblem of a bullet-train in gold.
Spinning the cover back into place on the Railcellular so that the gold emblem was on the outside, it shot out a gold and black track-belt that latched around their waists. In the front was a rectangular platform with a connector tab at the end to lock the cell into place, and so they did, causing the Bullet Magnum to form, holstered on the right of the belt. Suddenly the helmet came on around their heads, but left a cross shaped opening. Two tracks then slid into place, one covering the narrow line that showed their mouths. Then the narrow gap that revealed their forehead shut as well, followed by a mini-version of the front of their respected trains zoomed down and stopped at the end of the upper-track, locking each visor into place.
Daisuke’s visor was rectangular but curved up a little bit, while David’s was fully rectangular, Tsurugi had a rectangular one too that curved down on the ends. While Akira’s helmet had a beam-shaped visor that was pointed at each end, and finally Naomi’s visor’s shape was more oval shaped.
Each of them struck a combative pose shouting their names!
“Rail Redo!!â€
“Rail Blue!!â€
“Rail Black!!â€
“Rail Yellow!!â€
“Rail Pink!!â€
Daisuke then took the leader and clenched his right fist before him and shouted, “Choukyu Sentai!!’
Then they all performed the group pose as an explosion of all their colors blazed in the background.
“RAILRENJAH!!!!!â€
“Minna, Ikkuzoo! Toh!!†cried Red leaping up into the air and then came crashing down with a earth shaking punch, taking down three of the Spikes! Spinning around he kicked a another one, then hammered away at the rest, throwing kicks when the opportunity presented itself, and never failing to land a single hit!
Blue quickly took an open hand, drunken boxing pose and waited for them to charge, which they did so and too their doom. Tsurugi dodged with precision then quickly blocked and parried away their attacks, then finally floored four of them down using multiple, key hand-techniques.
Black put one into a hold and began kneeing away without breaking a sweat, then suddenly clenched his hands together and slammed the foe down hard. Turning about David threw a few bar-room punches. Then elbowed another back followed by a drop kick, taking the Spike down!
Yellow and Pink battled their way threw a bunch of them, except Akira did more acrobatic movements then Naomi who went in straight ahead with Tae-kwan-do and Karate. Quickly they defeated them and regrouped with the others as they un-holstered their side-arms and took aim as they charged in blindly. They knew they had the Spikes now and quickly fired away with small bursts of spark exiting the barrel, taking the rest of them down in a blaze of explosions!
“RAILRENJAH!!!†they shouted once more taking the group pose!
Suddenly the five Rangers were engulfed by explosions, walls of fire and electricity which sent them back and they tumbled upon the ground. Regaining their footing they looked all around, but couldn’t find who it was who did that. Then another explosion erupted before them, sending them flying back once more! As Daisuke glanced up he saw the flames were growing and shrouded them in a cloud of smoke, and there was no way out from what he could see… just fire and smoke… It might be the end before it begins.
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Choukyu Sentai Railranger/ To Be Continued…
CHOUKYU SENTAI RAILRANGER
By: Robert J. Wong
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Roaring along an invisible track through the Inter-dimensional void of the Multi-Verse was this enormous, charging, demonic-black train, with bones littered everywhere along the hull. Weapon platforms were placed on several key points on the sides, top and front, which there was a large red skull with glowing orange-hell like eyes.
All the purple, flowing energy streams and stars illuminated the Inter-dimensional tunnel through the universes while the Doomtrain continued on its course towards one specific glowing, blue and green, Star-Point. Suddenly it appeared to pick up speed as it charged at it, and then crashed on through with a bright, red and yellow flash. As it disappeared, all that was left was this faint, white light flickering in the void of the Multi-Verse.
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The Doomtrain raged onward through normal space, but now everything was going by so fast it the stars were streaks of light, the planets distorted and fragmenting. This was hyper-space, and the only thing that stayed the same was the Doomtrain. Not even the interstellar strain of the cosmos being stretched did anything towards the demonic-locomotive as it came towards a blue, green and white planet…Earth.
In the very last car of the Doomtrain sat Malick in the darkness upon a large, black chair fit for an emperor. The ends at the top of the throne were two demonic, Werehound heads snarling, facing towards the two, large, cold, black steel doors. Ancient inscriptions etched upon them, describing an ongoing journey throughout the ages. Malick sat under one single white light that appeared dimmed over him, merely outlining the coal colored, sharp armor, with its own etchings as well over it all. Although he appeared to be fully armored, most of it was really his flesh, rock solid and in a charred color. His face hidden away from view by the tinted blue faceplate, which comes down from the curve of the barbarian-esque helmet, two horns arc up on either side, while another curves downward in the front.
Everything else is dark, peaceful. Except for the rumbling of the train against the cosmic track in which it rides towards its destination.
Slowly, Malick lifts his gaze up towards the doors where two figures in black robes appear, the hoods covering their heads, shadows masking their faces. They seemed to hover upon the navy, carpet flooring as they approached the throne, hands gripped onto their forearms but hidden under the long, sleeves of the cloaks. There was an eeriness could be felt coming off of them, even Malick could sense it a mile away.
“You’re early,†with that Malick rose up and stepped down towards the two cloaked beings, and glanced at each of them.
They merely bowed in respect then stood straight once again. The being on the right pulled out a black ticket with purple accents.
“Hmph….â€
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(OP: “FULL SPEED DASH!! RAILRANGER!!†by: Psychic Lover f/ NoB)
TRACK 1: “When in Danger…CHANGE TRACK!!â€
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Meanwhile on earth in a large, round, steel room. With this Train emblem engraved upon four squares in four key points. Were two black-suited figures, with tight-fitting, round helmets that have a cool, sleek black visor- battled it out with different styles. The Fighter wearing a silver, metallic belt, with a train-track design upon it fought in a Kick-Boxing style. While the other used more of a Tae-kwan-do style and some Kung-Fu mixed in there. A black, metallic belt with red trim lining rested around that Fighter’s waist.
The Silver belted one came in fast, but every blow that was thrown was either blocked, deflected, or missed as the Black belted Fighter moved about the room in a fluid motion. Slowly taking an open, but still a defensive pose, the Black belted combatant gestured for the other to come over. Breathing heavily and pacing back and forth as the Silver belted Fighter weighed his situation, then took an offensive stance before dashing full speed towards the defensive opponent.
Quickly moving out of the way, the Black belt spun around and side-kicked the Silver belted warrior from behind, knocking him through the air. “Agggghhh…!†he exclaimed as he smashed into this protective, red, yellow and blue net, made of energy then rolled to the floor where he stayed for the moment. Slowly though he rose up to his hands and knees then lifted his body. Exhausted and sore all over he unlatched the locks on the helmet before removing it, revealing a young, Japanese man in his early twenties. Still breathing heavy and soaked with sweat, his dark red spiked bangs came over his eyes while trying to regain what breath he could.
“You over exerted yourself again, Dai-kun,†replied the black belted Warrior in a feminine voice. Soon she too removed her helmet, allowing her long, dark hair to flow down past her shoulders. She was a beautiful woman, about twenty-nine, but didn’t look more then twenty-five.
“I’m just… out of shape, that’s all… five more miles a day should help, Rei-san,†replied the exhausted young man as he shuffled over to the wall and leaned against it with one arm, holding the helmet in the other. Suddenly a small, round view-screen appeared showing a replay of the match to him. On the sides were stats on speed, agility, stamina: all the works on all human performance. Daisuke glared at his performance as it replayed before his eyes.
“You’re pushing it Daisuke, you’re already at 30 miles day. You can’t ware yourself out like that.â€
“I can take it,†he stated clenching his hand tight into a fist, “Rei-san…â€
Worried about his physical condition for a long time since that day he came to stay with her, she shook her head as she walked towards the Train Emblem behind her then placed her ungloved hand upon the center. A bright, warm, orange glow emitted from it and soon that section of the wall faded into a two, dark gray metal doors which slid open with a ‘whoosh’. Rei then walked onward into a large, white room that had several pillars with glowing, square rings around them. Each a different color, ranging from red, blue, yellow, pink and black.
In the center was a around sectional, orange couch, with four small staircases leading down into the round sitting area. Everything was illuminated brightly too with Florissant lamps up above. Towards the far let were multiple glass doors, but with metallic guard-railings as if it were to lead people out in single file lines. Just a few feet before that was a blue and silver Ticket booth that seemed to be empty and lifeless, as you couldn’t see anything but blackness from the window.
Up above was another floor, sectioned off in four quadrants, Quarters, Lab, Cafeteria, and finally Rei’s Office. In the Quarters quadrant the hallways had plants being hung or positioned on the shelves to give it more of a home-like feel. Near the back were the bathrooms, changing areas and Weapons locker just in case of emergencies.
Rei walked into the changing room still thinking about Daisuke, hoping he’d at least slow down and relax. She leaned up against the wall, taking a deep breath then tossed her gloves and belt onto a nearby bench, where her helmet laid. Crossing her arms, she then reached up and place one hand upon her forehead rubbing her forehead gently to relieve the frustration she felt building from all these years of worrying, “Dai-kun….â€
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A few hours later Daisuke wondered out of the Changing room, hair spiked at the front but still a little wet from the shower, but he was now in his normal attire of a white T, black kakis. As he wondered over towards the lounge circle, Daisuke’s black and red sneakers squeaked upon the shiny tiles, then thudded as he stepped down the small staircase taking a seat across from Rei. Who was now in a Navy blouse, and a knee-high, black skirt and a pair of opened-toe, shiny black heels. Rei was typing away on her laptop upon her lap but sometimes glanced up at him as he pressed a button on the side of the armrest, bringing this small, three foot high, pedestal up from the center of the lounge. Soon this holo-image appeared with two swordsmen getting ready to spar off. It was he’s favorite video game, KENDO.
Rei couldn’t help but grin as a memory resurfaced, when she used to watch him play it during his visits when he was younger. Closing her laptop, Rei placed it to her side and then stood up and called out towards the cafeteria, “Naomi-chan?!â€
“Hai…!†returned another feminine voice, but Naomi’s had a tone to it, as though she was bothered.
“Did you find those data charts I asked for?â€
“Hai…! They’re on your desk!†she called back then silence.
“Arigatou!†replied Rei as she headed out of the lounge and up towards the elevators on the right side of the room. They were designed like the old, fifties elevator doors with magical, golden outline. But when the doors slid open it was a whole new world inside. All around were thin, light tubes, but bright enough just to illuminate the small space, but not too much. Rei then stepped into the lift and the doors whooshed closed behind her with a chime to finish it off.
The doors opened once more catching Daisuke’s attention this time, as well as distracting him from the game before him.
Stepping out of the lift was a young woman, about twenty-two with light brown hair, in a pony tail that was placed over her right shoulder. Upon her eyes was a pair of sleek, black frame-glasses that brought out her gorgeous green eyes. Looking about the place for a moment she walked over towards some of the computer terminals at the back of the room, then took a seat. Daisuke kept on glancing at her from time to time, but that too became often, nearly costing him in the game as he struggled to retake the fight. Then his gaze came back over to her, noticing home much her pink, turtle neck hugged her slender but heart breaking figure. Slowly his eyes went down to the rest of her body, seeing as how her faded jeans were tight hugging too, Daisuke hoped to get a nice glance at her behind.
“Daisuke, what are you looking at?â€
“Huh?!†he gasped turning away quickly and focusing back on the game, “Nothing.†Shifting his eyes back and forth hoping she’d believe him and look away giving another opportunity to check her out. After a few minutes he did get another chance to check.
“You know if you keep staring it’s going to ruin your eye sight,†she said in an annoyed tone causing Daisuke to jump back to the game once more…only to witness his game character being slashed up from between the legs, and “Game Over†flashing. Sitting there in shock thinking how he didn’t want to know how that felt like, Daisuke then felt a hand tap him on the shoulder.
Rei then said to him, “Maybe you want to try a cold shower.†Then she walked off humming and looking through the file folders.
“Y-yeah…†he muttered out.
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Malick wandered among the corridors of each car as he mad his way up towards the Engine compartment, or what it was actually called the “Skull’s Heart.†Everything in the corridors was dark, brooding. Full of twisted bars of metal, ancient emblems, etchings and what not as Malick came into the Skull’s Heart everything seems to be bigger on the inside. It was a second throne room, but with old lever controls, a coal driven Furnas.
Standing at the Furnas shoveling in coal is a stout being, with a large, blue, leather coat, buttoned all the way up and a this metallic, grey, conductors hat. Malick tapped his foot against the deck platting causing the stout fellow to jump, dropping the shovel. The creatures face was all white like one of those mannequins but his eyes were alive and dark green, while a mustache lined across his upper lip, curving up at the tips.
“Are we at the gates yet?†asked Malick in a commanding, raspy voice.
“Yes we are Lord Malick, we’re right on schedule,†replied the stout conductor checking the three watches mounted onto his metal gauntlet, in a squeaky voice.
“Good, I have a monster already for my arrival,†stated the towering leader, as he walked over towards the mirror on the far right wall, “Any news on the points’ whereabouts?â€
Suddenly the mirror began to bend, and mold then oozed out onto the floor in this goopy form that slowly began to rise and take the shape of a slender being. Its body was mainly black with chrome armor plating, reflecting whatever light there was in the room. The face upon this being though shrouded by a bladed, and round helmet, was human, with light blue eyes, and navy slashes under his eyes reaching the corners of is mouth, which his lips were the same color too. He had the look of a psychopath. Even Malick was a bit sickened by him as he paced away and then stopped near the doors, turning only his head towards the Chrome being.
“Well, Silver Spike?â€
“Yes…and no…,†Silver Spike replied smiling like a lunatic, “They are on the move…but where, I do not know.â€
Stepping closer towards him, Malick growled, disappointed in the news he was given by his subordinate. He rose his fist up and blue electricity erupted from within his grasp, escaping through the small cracks then thrust it back to his side, turning his back to Silver Spike. He knew they were on the right track, but it seemed that things would be getting harder from here on in, if they couldn’t fully pin-point the points of origin.
“Well Malick I’m a Tracker, not an Instant GPS!†exclaimed Silver Spike as he took a seat on one of the near by, black metal chairs and crossed his arms. “These things take time.â€
“Yes,†he replied calmly. Then jolted his gaze back to the Subordinate who squirmed a bit as the look somehow began to make his skin crawl, “Time I’m running out of.â€
“Lord, my Lord!†cried the conductor as he looked through a scope that came down from the ceiling.
“Yes, Codrats, what is it?â€
“We’ve made it through the barrier and are in the Inter-dimensional rhythm, I’ve locked onto the points of origin!†Codrats stated as he started pulling more levers and spinning one of the small wheels, “This detour should take us to them and cut them off.â€
“Time…?†said Malick glaring at Silver Spike, “Hmph…â€
Silver Spike on the other hand waved it off and turned away while leaning back in the chair only to be sent flying off of it and into the wall, face first! “Kiisama!!†he cursed stumbling to his feet as he formed a silver katana out of his hands.
“Hmph, Spike you sure don’t pay attention to your surroundings,†said a seductive feminine voice coming from the chair as it became to change into a young, attractive woman with dark, purple, shoulder-length hair. Her eyes were heavy in shadow, and her lips were pure black with the corners sprouting lines that curved down, while she wore a skin-tight, red suit, with a gap that showed off her toned stomach. She was obviously well kept in shape.
“Vendra, pleasant surprise, I thought I punched your card out long ago…?†smirked Silver Spike lowering his sword a bit, but still kept it by his side, knowing how tricky she was.
“You two, not now… Silver Spike, tell Ticketazer to take a group of Spikes. I want those points…NOW.â€
“Hai!†replied Silver Spike with a bow and then left the car.
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Daisuke wandered around Rei’s office looking at all the frames with certificates, diplomas, and other great achievements there were placed along the crimson walls of this, medium sized room. With a single, brown desk at the front, that had a few picture frames, and a laptop upon it along with a few other trinkets. Behind it was a black, leather office chair outlined by the large, arched window that illuminated the room.
He picked up one of the frames upon the desk and stared at it. It was a picture of an older man, with short, black hair wearing a conductor’s uniform. This was Daisuke’s father. The look on his face was obvious that he knew him and missed him so.
“I know…,†said Rei coming in through the open doorway at the back of the room, but Daisuke didn’t move, or look at her. He continued staring at the picture in his hand, “I know what it’s like to grow up without a father, Dai-kun. It isn’t easy.â€
“You could say that,†he replied placing the picture down and ran his hand upon the desk, as he gazed upon his father’s possessions.
Resting a hand upon Dai’s shoulder, Rei turned him around but noticed he wouldn’t look her in the eyes. His gaze went away from her altogether as the feeling of loss grew and went deeper and deeper. Rei sighed and then lifted his head gently with her finger, showing him a soft smile. It was nice, and he did enjoy the fact she was trying her best to help him through this. All these years being here, training, aiding her in bringing this place to life wasn’t a waste…just without having a father around, it seemed somewhat empty. Rei knew that he felt that way too, but she always did her best to make him feel wanted, and appreciated in doing something to not only better protect humanity, but to better himself as well.
Suddenly a loud siren began to blaze loudly throughout the whole complex, and the look upon Rei’s face was something Daisuke had never seen, at least not that kind of worried look. Obviously there was a hint of terror in her eyes, and her body was shaking slightly. This was definitely not like her, but before Daisuke could ask what was wrong, she marched on out of the office and headed towards the lift.
“Rei-san nandaeo?†questioned Daisuke as he stepped out of the office, “Oi! Rei-san! Nandaeo!?†Swiftly he dashed after her and made it into the lift before the doors closed.
After the lift opened up Rei dashed towards the Ticket Booth and quickly went inside, switching the lights on, followed by the ticket machine and main computer. It appeared to be a normal ticket booth but the computer had a GPS and other sorts of controls. Quickly a small, red, plastic ticket came out and she grabbed it while leaving the booth and handed it to Daisuke who stood their raising an eyebrow, unsure of what to make of this.
“Naomi!†exclaimed Rei looking around, then suddenly saw Naomi at the computer at the back of the room, “Naomi-chan, turn on the Tracker-Grido.â€
“Hai,†she replied never taking her eyes off of the flat, plasma-screen monitor as she quickly typed in the command codes. Then there was a loud humming sound coming from above the lounge area as this metallic cylinder, with several light-points came down and then stopped about six feet from the ground. Suddenly a blue, energy globe formed, representing Earth in some sense; Rei pointed to one square in particular that was faintly blinking yellow. She felt somewhat relieved that it wasn’t blinking red.
“That one, Naomi-chan.â€
Soon the square enlarged taking up the globe and revealed an image of a desert terrain, with a derailed, bullet train, caught on fired next to a broken track. There was a gasp, loud enough that it drew both Dai’s and Naomi’s attention. Both of them glanced at one another and they could tell they both were worried, and yet curious as to what was really going on.
“Rei-san, what is it?†he asked stepping up towards her and placing a hand upon her shoulder, but then she turned about ignoring his concern and walked all the way towards the Weapons Locker doors and punched in a code, then inserted a small, white ticket. Both grey, metal doors whooshed open showing a small, white room with several different kinds of weapons, including the prototype pistols. Quickly she grabbed a couple and briskly marched out, taking her ticket with her, then handed them a pistol each as Naomi jogged over.
“The prototype Bulleto Magnum?†inquired Naomi holding the bullet train-esque, red and black pistol. On the back there was a tiny grip to pull, and at the front was a small, golden barrel. The trigger upon the handle wasn’t enclosed by a ring though it was open.
Daisuke eyed it for a bit then practiced his aiming for a second, “Not really my style…but…why do you need these anyways?â€
“Hai they are the Bulleto Magnum. And you’ll need these to defend yourselves…along with these. Take one and give the rest to the others,†replied Rei handing them a small, metal box with the round, golden, bullet-train emblem upon it.
“Others?†they spoke in unison.
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Running out through the glass doors they found themselves in a sub-way with a few benches, but no one was around except them. There was no sign of a train coming either which was odd, at least that’s how Daisuke felt about the situation. Naomi stood a few feet away from the edge and held onto the silver box close to her side, while looking at this rectangular object in her hand. It was black but with silver trim on the side and bottom and top. In the center of the “Railcellular†was all black but with a track impression. At the bottom was a rectangular indent for sliding something small into it. Just above the indent were two, tiny, red, LEDs.
She then spun the track-plate up counter-clockwise revealing a grey panel with several black buttons that had red numbers upon them, along with a few words on several key buttons, such as: “Talkâ€, “Cancelâ€, “Sendâ€, “Okâ€, and “Endâ€. Quickly Naomi pressed: “9-9-9†then hit “Sendâ€, causing the Railcellular to whistle electronically and the small square-shaped screen blinked with a blue out-line of a bullet-train.
“Nandaeo…?†muttered Daisuke as he listened in on the electronic whistle, curious to know what she did to make it do that. Curiosity made him open up his Railcellular. It looked the same as hers and everything, but wasn’t sure what to press. Then all of the sudden a loud, sheering whistle came from the down in the dark tunnel followed by a bright, white light that filled the arch-way. Without warning this white-shining sub-way train zoomed in and suddenly stopped with a screeching halt, startling the two for a second before the doors slowly slid open. And there was someone there to greet them too, a tall, robotic Conductor. It tilted its smiling, robotic, mannequin-like head to them and spoke.
“Chuu?â€
“Riiight…†replied Daisuke as he started to step back a bit in shock and disbelief.
“Yosh, Ikkuzei!†commanded Naomi entering the train.
“Oi! Jotto matte!†exclaimed Daisuke rushing in before the doors closed too.
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Meanwhile in the desert three survivors stumbled along trying to find out what exactly had occurred. They were all Japanese, but one was a good build with blue robes and a bald head. Another male who stumbled about who was in his late twenties, looked upon the debris in disbelief which soon was replaced by anger to find out who did this. He was well built, wearing a black muscle shirt and faded jeans, with shaggy black, hair. The final one of the three was a young female, in her early twenties dressed in a small, yellow t-shirt, with white shorts and sneakers. Her hair was bleached too at the ends along with being in pig-tails kind of.
“What the hell happened here…?†asked the man in black.
“An unfortunate even from the looks of things I would say,†stated the monk in blue.
“I quit college for this…whhhhyyyy…meeee!?†whined the young girl as she sat dropped down to the sand below and sulked, “And I wanted curry for lunch, frig…!â€
“Can it would ya?!†asked the man in black rudely, causing her to pout, but he didn’t want to hear it and began pacing back and forth trying to figure out what to do now. “We should get moving before whatever did this…comes back.â€
“Agreed,†replied the young Monk as he helped up the girl gently, “Who knows what evil has done this.â€
“Ok…just don’t go only creepy and **** on me, alright?â€
“No need to worry about that, anyways… I’m Tsurugi, Yamamoto Tsurugi,†stated the monk holding out his hand.
The man in Black though just raised his eyebrow giving him the ‘yeah, whatever’ look, but then gave it a second thought. Knowing they were the only ones out here probably. Might as well have friends before you’re left out here to die and replied, shaking Tsurugi’s hand, “David…David Kawasaki.â€
“I’m Akira desu!†she exclaimed in a joyful voice as she tried to grab their attention. Tsurugi merely chuckled while David crossed his arms and tried to ignore her.
“Oi! Oi!!†shouted Daisuke over the crackling flames causing them all to look over at one of the sand dunes, “Oi! Let’s go!! Over here!!â€
“Who are you?!†blurted David unsure of who this person was, and quickly stood before the others.
“The rescue team!!†he called back, and soon Naomi joined him.
“Come on you guys let’s go! We don’t have a lot of time!†she added but then gasped as the three were suddenly surrounded by group of twenty, slender beings in black suits with grey spikes upon their shoulders, boots and gauntlets and face plates that have two, small, blue triangular eyes and an upside-down, pyramid shaped mouth. Twin spike-like horns sprouted out from the forehead.
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“Oooookay…. Ummm…Rei-san…what now?†asked Daisuke into the Railcellular as both him and Naomi looked on at the group of Spikes.
“They’re Spikes from the Akuma Tribe- Deraler,†she explained.
“Akuma Tribe…?†questioned Naomi in bewilderment as she reached for the Bullet Magnum in her purse.
“Deraler?†added Daisuke as he reached for his too.
“No time to explain, get the Railcellulars to them and henshin!â€
â€Nandaeo…?†both of them replied in unison unsure of what they should do, especially Daisuke who started to step away.
“Daisuke you need to get them out of there first, Daisuke!†cried Rei-san over the com-link, was what she feared about him having self-doubt overcome him. Hopefully she could break that train of thought with him and get Daisuke to lead the team, “Daisuke you can do this…you don’t have anything to prove to anyone else except yourself. It’s all up to you to lead them, and you can do it, just believe.â€
“But…but…what if I fail? What if they get killed because of me?â€
“Do you want that to happen Dai-kun!?â€
“No…no… Hahh!!†he shouted firing his Bullet Magnum at the group of Spikes, distracting them from the three survivors, “Naomi, get them out of there, go around the back of the debris.â€
“Hai,†she replied and darted off to and succeeded in escorting them around as Daisuke kept firing his Magnum. Quickly they all regrouped together and Naomi handed them a Railcellular, but couldn’t find the tickets for them.
“Looking for these?†asked Tsurugi, holding up a blue, plastic ticket while David and Akira held up a black and yellow one, “It’s a long story.â€
“Well not too long, we got time,†replied David smirking.
“Tachibana Akira,†stated the girl in yellow with a bow.
“Alright… well, huh?!†gasped Daisuke as he noticed the Spikes rushing up around them. There was no escape now…every exit was blocked off, forcing them to go back to back, “Minna… pick a target, and smash through it!â€
“YOKAI!!†they shouted together as they executed the order, punching, throwing and kicking down as many of the grunts as possible using different styles till the dune was clear. Then suddenly Daisuke heard voice inside his head….
“When in Danger…†it said, and repeated over and over. Daisuke closed his eyes and tried to concentrate, but couldn’t understand what it meant. But the voice was awfully familiar to him, it wasn’t Rei though, but who? Suddenly the grunts caught the group’s attention as they made their way back up towards them, this time with spikes in their hands. They weren’t playing around anymore….
“Ahhh!!†cried Akira was nearly was hit by one of the spikes, but Tsurugi moved her out of its way and kicked the grunt back down.
“Daisuke!?†shouted Naomi, as she turned to him. Coming out of the trance, Daisuke slid his red-ticket into the bottom of the Railcellular, flipping the track up and revealing on the inside of the flap the Bullet-train emblem in the center, with the edges outlined in gold. The Key pad was a bit different, gold with white buttons now, and red numbers and different commands. At the top in the center was an oval, red button with black letters spelling out: “CHANGE.â€
“Minna… Change Track!†he shouted crossing his arms in front of him with his thumb on the change button.
Quickly the others slid their respective tickets in and their cells flipped open as well with the exact appearance. They took the pose and everyone pressed the red button. Then all at once swung their arms out to the sides shouting: “CHANGE TRACK!!â€
A glowing train and track spiraled around each of them in their respected colors causing their bodies to glow as well, then the arches upon their shoulders shot black and silver tracks down the outside of their arms, shoulder blades, sides of their body and down their legs. The tracks upon their arms and legs stopped two inches below the knees and elbows, forming a round track at the top of the gloves and boots that remained white while the rest of the suit flashed into their own color. Upon their chests appeared a black circle with a golden track along the edge and in the center was the emblem of a bullet-train in gold.
Spinning the cover back into place on the Railcellular so that the gold emblem was on the outside, it shot out a gold and black track-belt that latched around their waists. In the front was a rectangular platform with a connector tab at the end to lock the cell into place, and so they did, causing the Bullet Magnum to form, holstered on the right of the belt. Suddenly the helmet came on around their heads, but left a cross shaped opening. Two tracks then slid into place, one covering the narrow line that showed their mouths. Then the narrow gap that revealed their forehead shut as well, followed by a mini-version of the front of their respected trains zoomed down and stopped at the end of the upper-track, locking each visor into place.
Daisuke’s visor was rectangular but curved up a little bit, while David’s was fully rectangular, Tsurugi had a rectangular one too that curved down on the ends. While Akira’s helmet had a beam-shaped visor that was pointed at each end, and finally Naomi’s visor’s shape was more oval shaped.
Each of them struck a combative pose shouting their names!
“Rail Redo!!â€
“Rail Blue!!â€
“Rail Black!!â€
“Rail Yellow!!â€
“Rail Pink!!â€
Daisuke then took the leader and clenched his right fist before him and shouted, “Choukyu Sentai!!’
Then they all performed the group pose as an explosion of all their colors blazed in the background.
“RAILRENJAH!!!!!â€
“Minna, Ikkuzoo! Toh!!†cried Red leaping up into the air and then came crashing down with a earth shaking punch, taking down three of the Spikes! Spinning around he kicked a another one, then hammered away at the rest, throwing kicks when the opportunity presented itself, and never failing to land a single hit!
Blue quickly took an open hand, drunken boxing pose and waited for them to charge, which they did so and too their doom. Tsurugi dodged with precision then quickly blocked and parried away their attacks, then finally floored four of them down using multiple, key hand-techniques.
Black put one into a hold and began kneeing away without breaking a sweat, then suddenly clenched his hands together and slammed the foe down hard. Turning about David threw a few bar-room punches. Then elbowed another back followed by a drop kick, taking the Spike down!
Yellow and Pink battled their way threw a bunch of them, except Akira did more acrobatic movements then Naomi who went in straight ahead with Tae-kwan-do and Karate. Quickly they defeated them and regrouped with the others as they un-holstered their side-arms and took aim as they charged in blindly. They knew they had the Spikes now and quickly fired away with small bursts of spark exiting the barrel, taking the rest of them down in a blaze of explosions!
“RAILRENJAH!!!†they shouted once more taking the group pose!
Suddenly the five Rangers were engulfed by explosions, walls of fire and electricity which sent them back and they tumbled upon the ground. Regaining their footing they looked all around, but couldn’t find who it was who did that. Then another explosion erupted before them, sending them flying back once more! As Daisuke glanced up he saw the flames were growing and shrouded them in a cloud of smoke, and there was no way out from what he could see… just fire and smoke… It might be the end before it begins.
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Choukyu Sentai Railranger/ To Be Continued…