Ryuutaros
"Training."
1 hour... Kadoya felt the pressure, all was going well before something had blocked their movement. Kadoya had reports of a mysterious cyborg destroying all advancing forces. He decided that he needed to go out their himself.
"Sir." A soldier said saluting but then his expression changed. "What now?"
"I'll go out there." Kadoya said walking towards the TryChaser that parked near the tent. He wiped the dust off the large symbol on the bike. "Don't worry." Kadoya turned and patted the soldier on the shoulder. "I will open a path for everyone."
Kadoya sat on the seat ad placed the helmet on him.
"Tell the others that I am coming to clear a path."
The soldier nodded and hurried back to the tent to relay the message. Hopefully this will minimise more casualties. This was Kadoya's main interest afterall. He hated to fight but he knew he had to do something. He revved the bike throttle and left a cloud of dust behind him as he went to the backup generator.
Kadoya rode past all the destruction and felt uneasy. He hated it.
Kadoya was close, the destruction grew as he got closer. He halted to a stop and hopped off his bike. What he saw made him angry. He saw the lifeless bodies on civilians and soldiers of both sides. Blood was painted everywhere. But what impacted him the most was something else.
Kadoya walked closer to a pile of rubble and laid on his knees. He saw a small hand of a little girl that looked like she was reaching out for help but none came. Kadoya reached out to holder her cold hands and a little tear dropped. Why do we do these stuff to each other? Kadoya let his hand go and curled it up into a fist and punched the ground and left a large mark. I hate this...
Kadoya could hear someone or something coming his way. He casted away his anger, he did not want it to control him and he stood up. Approaching him was someone he recognised.
"Den-o...?" Kadoya muttered
Kadoya felt that it was responsible was the deaths but he did not want to blame anyone. The Rider looked like it was preparing to attack. Kadoya summoned his belt, it hummed and Kadoya felt like it was a long lost friend. He did not like it but he had no choice but to fight. To fight and change the world.
"Henshin..."
"Sir." A soldier said saluting but then his expression changed. "What now?"
"I'll go out there." Kadoya said walking towards the TryChaser that parked near the tent. He wiped the dust off the large symbol on the bike. "Don't worry." Kadoya turned and patted the soldier on the shoulder. "I will open a path for everyone."
Kadoya sat on the seat ad placed the helmet on him.
"Tell the others that I am coming to clear a path."
The soldier nodded and hurried back to the tent to relay the message. Hopefully this will minimise more casualties. This was Kadoya's main interest afterall. He hated to fight but he knew he had to do something. He revved the bike throttle and left a cloud of dust behind him as he went to the backup generator.
Kadoya rode past all the destruction and felt uneasy. He hated it.
Kadoya was close, the destruction grew as he got closer. He halted to a stop and hopped off his bike. What he saw made him angry. He saw the lifeless bodies on civilians and soldiers of both sides. Blood was painted everywhere. But what impacted him the most was something else.
Kadoya walked closer to a pile of rubble and laid on his knees. He saw a small hand of a little girl that looked like she was reaching out for help but none came. Kadoya reached out to holder her cold hands and a little tear dropped. Why do we do these stuff to each other? Kadoya let his hand go and curled it up into a fist and punched the ground and left a large mark. I hate this...
Kadoya could hear someone or something coming his way. He casted away his anger, he did not want it to control him and he stood up. Approaching him was someone he recognised.
"Den-o...?" Kadoya muttered
Kadoya felt that it was responsible was the deaths but he did not want to blame anyone. The Rider looked like it was preparing to attack. Kadoya summoned his belt, it hummed and Kadoya felt like it was a long lost friend. He did not like it but he had no choice but to fight. To fight and change the world.
"Henshin..."