Senjou Sentai Akureiger(RPG thread)

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Chronicle 1: Awaken! The Inner Demon

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The long, and bloody Demon Wars have long been forgotten by humanity...and for good reason. Many chose to simply forget that these vile creatures ever existed..they wanted to keep them as beasts of legends and folklore. But hidden, underground in the sea of what is now Japan and the Asia Pacific, there was a sunken temple buried underneath thousands of tons of water, rock and rubble. For it is here where the demons made their resting place, it is here where the Gates of Tartarus lied and it is here where they remained sealed. Or so everyone thought...

For behind the doors and the water the demons still exist today. Feelings of greed, hatred, jealous, and envy these feelings were enough to once again open the doors to the Netherworld...and it is these very negative feelings that's causing the seal placed by the great Shaman so many years ago to weaken, very soon the vile beasts will once again reawaken.


Our story begins on the tiny island of Japan, in the city of Tokyo to be exact. Tokyo was the base of operations for foremost demon expert and histologist Dr.Kurata Fuudo. He held a secret, something only a few closest to him knew...he was the head of a secret order known as the Knights of Order, who's sole purpose was to make sure the demons remained unsealed. Kurata also has a daughter, a sickly weak girl named Maaya with a unique ability. He often obsessed himself in his research to try and make the life of his daughter better and in his haste to find a cure for her ailment he unwittingly activates an Unseal spell that began to weaken the barrier placed on the Gates.

The first sign of the demon's awakening was the fact that people all over the world had reports of being attacked by monsters that resembles shadows-Shadow Husks, the drones the Daejin forces use. And so in his haste to quickly end this situation, Dr.Fuudo assembled a team to counter the demons...but Dr.Fuudo learned the hard way that unless the proper procedures and precautions were made...his method of "Fighting fire with fire" would soon backfire.

Dr.Fuudo was standing in the ruins of an old laboratory, it was here where all the chaos began. He walked through the wreckage playing the old security taps over and over again, the footage was of Eric Seele slaughtering slaughtering the helpless scientists. Kurata closes his eyes turning the computer off "if I had only known...I'm sorry" He mutters it was time to leave, for today was a special occasion...today was his daughter's birthday. Though not related by blood the two were very close, his only regret is that he couldn't spend more time with her...such as it was. A smile creeps on Dr.Fuudo's face, he turns to leave the ruins of the laboratory once outside, a helicopter was waiting to take him back to the museum..today he was going to try and be a father.

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The feeling of the wind passing by as Akechi Nakajima zipped down the highways on his bike, it was probably the best thing in the world for him. At the end of the road was his friend that he knew ever since childhood, Alice Hanoko with a stop watch in her hand. When Alice saw Akechi zoom by she presses the stop watch, it stopped at 5:30:68. "Five minutes and thirty seconds! That's your best time yet Akechi!" The red Honda-made motorcycle comes to a halt by Alice and Akechi gives her a thumbs up, smiling behind the helmet.

"Okay...what do you want?" Akechi asks reaching for his water bottle to take a sip. Akechi knew Alice for a long, long time. He knew that whenever Alice was THIS nice to him, it probably meant that she wanted something in return...and considering that a certian event was coming up run by a certian someone she admired, he knew exactly what it was.

"Umm...weeeeeelll" She says she reaches into a purse and pulls out a flyer. Akechi takes the flyer and studies it "Dr.Fuudo's Demon musume...? C'mon Hanoko, you know I don't beleive in this crap!" He says. Being raised by a police officer, Akechi always was raised only believing the facts and nothing else. He was the kind of person who didn't believe in any kind of superstition or urban legends...and demons was pretty high on his list. "Pleaaaaaaaaaase?!" She asks placing her hands together "I've been making lunch for you every day for the last month! I cleaned your apartment room and did your laundry too! I even washed your bike for you once or twice! I do everything for you, the least you can do is do something I want every now and then!" "Wait! That was you?! You were the one who kept swiping my laundry?" He asks.

Akechi sighed deeply "Fine, fine, FINE! I'll go, I'll go...but on one condition...I want no more of this demon nonsense for a long, long LONG time got it?!" Akechi asks "Yay!" Alice shouts happily, she giggles and wraps her arms around Akechi's neck nearly strangling him "Thanks Onii-chan!!!" She cries

When Alice releases her grip, Akechi coughs "Y-your welcome" He says and places his helmet back on tossing Alice a spare "Get on, I'll drive you there" He says. Alice nods and climbs in behind Akeich, wrapping her arms around his waist. With a rev of the engine, the red and white bike took off down the street.

(OCC: For now, do anything aside fighting or causing any big ruckus.)
 
Today marked a very special day for one of the two people Kimiko held respect for around the museum thus left a small package on the founder’s desk that he would give to the sickly girl in her absence. For Kimiko would not be attending Maaya’s birthday bash for anything against the two. It was for more personal reasons that kept her at a distant at the time being working to correct any mistakes in regards of demon recorded plus adding a few things that they did not.

Having completed with the revisions of the journal lean back taking a look outside the city below. It amused her somewhat how the city’s inhabitants move about their daily lives without knowing the more dark and sinister either lurking about or trying to break free. Reaching for the pendant around her neck Kimiko turn the chair around and stood up. There was really no further need for her to stay in the museum once the work was completed and could use something to distract her mind.
 
The sights and sounds of Toyko. A wonderous and ever busy city that never seemed to sleep. A young man casually stood atop a rooftop and peered down at the masses of people. Oh how he longed to hear the sweet music of despair and terror play throughout the city.

But it wasn't to be... not yet. A cruel smile crossed his face as Azazel recalled the look of terror on his fathers face as he lay bleeding to death beneath his boot. Azazel savored the sounds of his families screams as he moved from the roof and began to move through the city.

He fingered something in his pocket, the only remnant of his former life as he thought back to 'that' day.
 
Deep within the briny deeps of the Japanese sea, there lied a series of long forgotten catacombs. It is here, in this sunken ruin that the Gates to Tartarus lay...it is here where the vile creatures, the Daejins were beginning to awaken. And even deeper inside the gate, there lay a dark tower, it is here where the current King of the Demons Ragnarok lay. "Throw a bit of that in, add a tooth of a dragon, a bit of gunpowerd and..." A red clad demon said, standing over a table of beakers and test tubes. A black cloud of smoke appeared "Poof! oh no good, no good, no good! Back to the drawing board...hmmm I got it! Maybe some bat dung...no...that'll create an even larger explosion...but! Maybe thats what I want! HAhahaha!"

As the red clad demon continued to talk gibberish,in the room behind him was a coffin with a cross etched on top. A bright light would suddenly explode from the wodden box, and a shadowy figure could be seen rising, two pairs of bat-like wings and a long tail with a triangle point. The red clad figure walks into the room 'Nyx? Nyx! Nyx! It really is you! Good sign this is, mans that other Daejins will soon awaken! Hehehehheheh the humans won't know what hit them ahahhahahaha!" He says

The Suscubuss rubs her eyes "I can see you haven't changed one bit....and" She notices a golden collar around her neck "What the hell is this?!" Nyx shouts. "Sorry, sorry, sorry! Didn't want to do it, but Lord Ragnarok made me! Secruity messaure, makes sure you remain loyal to him..even I Have one! Look we match!" He says. Nyx growls "Where is he?!" She says.

Angerly, the suscubus climbs the tower rather quickly and kicks the door down sending splinters of wood flying everywhere. Sitting on his throne was Ragnarok, he tapped his massive blade by his side resting his head on his knuckles "RAGNAROK!!!!" She cries and flies towards him, she raises her arm and throws a clawed hand towards him, the claws dig deep into stone throne, dangerously close to his face. "Nyx...I see you have awakened" He says not even flinching at the display.

"Cut the bullcrap! What the hell is this collar for?! I'm no one's property" Ragnarok grinned. "Virus...if you'd please..." Ragnarok says.
 
Within a moment's notice, a blue-silver blade instantly appeared from behind the shadows, the razor-sharp edge aimed dangerously close to the susccubus's neck. "Know your place, you lowly worm," A cold-sounding female voice declared, the dim light in the room illuminating features of the woman known as Virus: A sexy black outfit that showed off her stomach and conformed to ample breasts. Black gauntlets that covered both hands, and long, dark green hair. Her eyes, which were black and had yellow pupils, expressed silent anger at Nyx for attacking her master.
 
It was getting to be late in the morning, and Kit just got up. He comes home usually late at night on a Friday night. He was a young man that enjoyed the late nights of Tokyo city. He might not have fit in with everyone, but there were some night crowds he got along with. Exiting the shower and getting dressed Kit doesn’t remember much about the events of the night before. He knew that his ears were no longer ringing from the loud music, and then he realized that he was up late at a concert and then came home very late, or early in the morning. He picked up a pack of smokes from his table; the package looks old and torn. He was quitting, hesitant about the cigarettes he looked on to his table to see a present wrapped in red paper. His favorite color, it wasn’t for him but for a friend, seeing the item he threw his smokes down into the trash and took the present and a jacket and headed downstairs. Kit lived in a small single home on the outskirts of the city across the bridge. The late morning seem quiet, and the scent of lunch can already be felt as his mother was cooking in the kitchen. Having second thoughts about going into the room, Kit stared blankly at it, and then he looked to the door. Before he could take another step his mother called him.

“Will, why you came in so late last night, you’ll be late for school†His Mother spoke with a bitter tone. Kit came down and looked at what she was making; on the counter she had a cook book, fresh mushrooms, vegetables and fish. Almost a traditional Japanese lunch, for a moment Kit tried to block it out, that he was a quarter Japanese. His mother was half it wasn’t hard to tell; she had all the features of a mixed nationality. “Aren’t you going to answer me and aren’t you supposed to be in school?†She started to sound more irritated. Kit places his present down on the chair in front of him and looked at the cook book avoiding eye contact with his mother. “It’s a Saturday, why would I be in school†The boy replied annoyed. Before he could continue his mother got on his case “your sensei called, your suppose to be in a study class, what about your martial arts practice? do you not care how much I paid for that private school and your classes†Kit ignored her and picked up his present again and started walking for the door, pressing a button on his keys his car remote started and was ready to go. “I didn’t ask you to do any of that, it’s your fault I wouldn’t care if it was a public school, besides it’s not like you pay for anything†Kit said as he started walking towards the door “Stop pretending that you careâ€

“You Little! Bastard, what was that you said to me?!!†His mother started screaming at him. Will you just leave me alone? It’s not like I’m lying†His mother started to exit the counter and started to follow him to the door. “do you know how hard I work?†his mother said with an angry tone. Kit simply sighed and looks at her with a blank stare “so how much longer till this one run out of money? Till he runs out of money?†Without a reply his mother grabbed her cigarette and started to smoke it. “What do you care? As long as he has money he’s mine†She continued. Not knowing when to drop the subject Kit turned “ I think you just mad because Dad got away†His mother then grabbed the nearest thing next to her hand which was a tea cup and threw it at Kit. It landed squarely at his forehead cracking into many pieces. Kit seem a little shaken but did not lose his ground; he stared at his mother with a glare one of defiance. His mother’s personality then switched right on site, she became caring and kind. Running up to kit with a cloth and started to clean up his wound, Kit started bleeding from his head. “Don’t touch me! “ Kit said as he lightly pushed her away and left the house. Again his mother started to act differently, she started to throw things at the door, glasses and plate can be heard shattering.

Kit kept on walking towards his car parked nearby outside. Then he spotted his sister heather who was standing in front of his car as if she was waiting for him. Kit stared at her eyes, and then paused took a couple of moments to take in some deep breaths. Then he began “ What is it Heather? If you got something to say then say it now… I got to getto my security job and today is Maaya’s Birthday†He said to her annoyed unaware that he was still bleeding from his forehead.
 
It was getting to be late in the morning, and Kit just got up. He comes home usually late at night on a Friday night. He was a young man that enjoyed the late nights of Tokyo city. He might not have fit in with everyone, but there were some night crowds he got along with. Exiting the shower and getting dressed Kit doesn’t remember much about the events of the night before. He knew that his ears were no longer ringing from the loud music, and then he realized that he was up late at a concert and then came home very late, or early in the morning. He picked up a pack of smokes from his table; the package looks old and torn. He was quitting, hesitant about the cigarettes he looked on to his table to see a present wrapped in red paper. His favorite color, it wasn’t for him but for a friend, seeing the item he threw his smokes down into the trash and took the present and a jacket and headed downstairs. Kit lived in a small single home on the outskirts of the city across the bridge. The late morning seem quiet, and the scent of lunch can already be felt as his mother was cooking in the kitchen. Having second thoughts about going into the room, Kit stared blankly at it, and then he looked to the door. Before he could take another step his mother called him.

“Will, why you came in so late last night, you’ll be late for school†His Mother spoke with a bitter tone. Kit came down and looked at what she was making; on the counter she had a cook book, fresh mushrooms, vegetables and fish. Almost a traditional Japanese lunch, for a moment Kit tried to block it out, that he was a quarter Japanese. His mother was half it wasn’t hard to tell; she had all the features of a mixed nationality. “Aren’t you going to answer me and aren’t you supposed to be in school?†She started to sound more irritated. Kit places his present down on the chair in front of him and looked at the cook book avoiding eye contact with his mother. “It’s a Saturday, why would I be in school†The boy replied annoyed. Before he could continue his mother got on his case “your sensei called, your suppose to be in a study class, what about your martial arts practice? do you not care how much I paid for that private school and your classes†Kit ignored her and picked up his present again and started walking for the door, pressing a button on his keys his car remote started and was ready to go. “I didn’t ask you to do any of that, it’s your fault I wouldn’t care if it was a public school, besides it’s not like you pay for anything†Kit said as he started walking towards the door “Stop pretending that you careâ€

“You Little! Bastard, what was that you said to me?!!†His mother started screaming at him. Will you just leave me alone? It’s not like I’m lying†His mother started to exit the counter and started to follow him to the door. “do you know how hard I work?†his mother said with an angry tone. Kit simply sighed and looks at her with a blank stare “so how much longer till this one run out of money? Till he runs out of money?†Without a reply his mother grabbed her cigarette and started to smoke it. “What do you care? As long as he has money he’s mine†She continued. Not knowing when to drop the subject Kit turned “ I think you just mad because Dad got away†His mother then grabbed the nearest thing next to her hand which was a tea cup and threw it at Kit. It landed squarely at his forehead cracking into many pieces. Kit seem a little shaken but did not lose his ground; he stared at his mother with a glare one of defiance. His mother’s personality then switched right on site, she became caring and kind. Running up to kit with a cloth and started to clean up his wound, Kit started bleeding from his head. “Don’t touch me! “ Kit said as he lightly pushed her away and left the house. Again his mother started to act differently, she started to throw things at the door, glasses and plate can be heard shattering.

Kit kept on walking towards his car parked nearby outside. Then he spotted his sister heather who was standing in front of his car as if she was waiting for him. Kit stared at her eyes, and then paused took a couple of moments to take in some deep breaths. Then he began “ What is it Heather? If you got something to say then say it now… I got to get to my security job and today is Maaya’s Birthday†He said to her annoyed unaware that he was still bleeding from his forehead.

Heather had been waiting to talk to her brother for some time. She had this habit of wanting to see him before he headed off for classes since he got to Japan. Upon hearing his words, Heather felt a little annoyed and pouted some. "Mou, I just wanted to see my brother before he headed off for class, nothing sp-what the hell happened to you?!" She changed her tone mid sentence, realizing that Kit was bleeding from his forehead.

"Did that psycho throw crap at you again? Kit, why do you put up with her crap? I've been telling you to get out of there and live with me again...screw what the legal papers say, we'll both be 18 soon anyway and it won't apply to us anymore..." She said, trying to reason with her brother. Come on, take up the offer...that harpy tries to control your life...feh...let me do that instead...I'm nicer to you...you'd be better with your sister... Heather thought, her corruption making these thoughts more prevalent these days...
 
Heather had been waiting to talk to her brother for some time. She had this habit of wanting to see him before he headed off for classes since he got to Japan. Upon hearing his words, Heather felt a little annoyed and pouted some. "Mou, I just wanted to see my brother before he headed off for class, nothing sp-what the hell happened to you?!" She changed her tone mid sentence, realizing that Kit was bleeding from his forehead.

"Did that psycho throw crap at you again? Kit, why do you put up with her crap? I've been telling you to get out of there and live with me again...screw what the legal papers say, we'll both be 18 soon anyway and it won't apply to us anymore..." She said, trying to reason with her brother. Come on, take up the offer...that harpy tries to control your life...feh...let me do that instead...I'm nicer to you...you'd be better with your sister... Heather thought, her corruption making these thoughts more prevalent these days...

Kit looked up at his sister, his body language tone and voice change a little. This is only seen when his twin is around " Heather... I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude to you" He said as he too a clean cloth from his car and started cleaning his wound using the reflection from his car window as a mirror. They were the same age, but most will say Heather is alot more mature. Her position as the class president proves this, Kit has always tried his best to avoid moving in with his sister, but every time he tries to reason with her it falls through. " Thanks Heather but I can't, I don't really care to tell you the truth and till we are 18 I am bound. Besides...the school doesn't know we're related, and if I live with you. You'll be looked down upon the class president living in the same house with a delinquent, they'll get the wrong idea and you'll lose your position, I can't do that to you" He said kindly, as he dress the wound with alcohol and then a big bandage. "I just can't do that to you, sorry sis" He said looking at her, and waiting for her reply.
 
The way to the musume passed by the residence of Kit, Akechi's motorcycle zoomed by when he noticed him talking with Heather Hmmmm wonder if there related? He thinks. Kit doesn't talk about his family life much, he's heard rumos though. Word was he came from a pretty violent family, with a psycho for a mom that has more moodswings then a character from one of those dramas Alice liked watching so much "Hey, did you buy a present for Maaya-chan? it is her birthday after all"

Akechi suddenly stopped "****! I totally forgot!" He says "Well we still have time! And the mall is on the way, come on! I'll help you pick up a present"

Akechi nods "Thanks, Al! You're a life savior!" He says.

Alice was a sweet, kind girl that always put others before herself. Everyone liked her and did their best to make sure she was happy and comfortable. Though this did not mean she took adverting of everyone no, Alice wanted to be as self-reliant as possible...something that was admired by everyone.

"Maaya darling, it's time to wake up" The servent said opening up the curtains The young girl woke up and stretched. Every day she was greeted with darkness, with only the sound of birds chirping to truely indicate what time of the day it was. "You're chair is beside your bed" She says. "Thank you..." She says getting a feel for her wheelchair, she grips the handle bars firmly, with a grunt she lifts herself onto the chair then moves her legs from the bed so they would be resting on the chair.

"Today's your big day Mistress. 17...you're almost a full grown woman now." She says as she wheeled Maaya towards the elevator of their mansion "Yes, that's...good" She says. Ever since she was little, Maaya had always been plauged with nightmares of horrific creatures slaughtering people what she saw could only be described as hell. What disterbed Maaya the most was how realistic the dreams felt...her father said it could be a premonition of things to come. "You had those dreams again, did you?" The servant asked. "Y-yes..." Maaya says frowning.

They were now on the roof, and her ears picks up the sound of helicopter blades. She feels the air being pushed around her and that could only mean one thing: Her father was home "Daddy!" Maaya says happily Kurata smiles at his daughter and places a hand on her head "Come, come...everyone will be waiting at the musume" He says taking the wheel chair from the servant, the two boards the helicopter and takes off once more into the sky.


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Nyx had always hated Virus...well she hated everyone but Virus in particular. "Tch...Virus I should've known..." She says, Nyx retracted her claws "Still Ragnarok's Lapdog I see not much has changed in the millenium I've been asleep" She says

Ragnarok glares at Nyx and fires a black ball of energy towards Nyx. NYx's eyes widden and she's blow back, slamming into the wall. Ragnarok picked up his sword and walked up towards Nyx then he steps on her head, keeping a firm grip on her skull "Let me say this once you batwinged reject...you live as long as I allow you to. Know your place!" Ragnarok says Nyx begins to grit her teeth "The collar also prevents you from using your powers against me. So don't even try it!" He says and removes his foot from her head. "Now then, be a good little rodent and fly off to the human world why don't you? Dusk informs me that the seal had weakened some"

Nyx scouls at him and stands up "Oh and one more thing" Ragnarok says tossing Nyx a black Jewel "This is?" Nyx asked "That jewel contains the soul of a thousand demons. Use it to wreck havock in the human world" He says with a grin.

Nyx clutches the gem and shoots one final stone cold glare at Virus before taking off. Ragnarok's grin returns to his more usual frown "Watch her..." Ragnarok orders.
 
Kit looked up at his sister, his body language tone and voice change a little. This is only seen when his twin is around " Heather... I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude to you" He said as he too a clean cloth from his car and started cleaning his wound using the reflection from his car window as a mirror. They were the same age, but most will say Heather is alot more mature. Her position as the class president proves this, Kit has always tried his best to avoid moving in with his sister, but every time he tries to reason with her it falls through. " Thanks Heather but I can't, I don't really care to tell you the truth and till we are 18 I am bound. Besides...the school doesn't know we're related, and if I live with you. You'll be looked down upon the class president living in the same house with a delinquent, they'll get the wrong idea and you'll lose your position, I can't do that to you" He said kindly, as he dress the wound with alcohol and then a big bandage. "I just can't do that to you, sorry sis" He said looking at her, and waiting for her reply.

"That's always your response...I honestly don't care if others think if we are brother and sister...and what do you mean that you don't care in how she treats you? You can't hide things from me...I know that it hurts you to always go through her personality switches..." A part of her did understand what her brother was trying to do, but she still didn't like it. "...I probably won't get through you today, but I'm going to keep on trying until I do, Kit...I don't give up that easy...ever..." Before and after the corruption, Heather was always tenacious and didn't let things go easy. Until Kit did something to improve his life, Heather would be on his back about it...out of love, of course...
 

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