?š?Power Rangers Ninja Storm/Kamen Rider Faiz: Tempest of the Orphenoch King?š?
This is my fic from PRE...sadly, it was in its prime when the site shut down. So...yeah. I think there's a pretty decent story behind it, so if you have a little free time and enjoy both PR and KR, pop a squat and see if you enjoy it. Anyways, here we go!
Prologue: The Return of the King
"I'll never leave you, my king," whispered Saeko Kageyama soothingly, stroking the rough head of the monster known as the Orphenoch King. They were lying next to one another, deep beneath the ruins of corporate Smart Brain.
It had been months since the final battle in which the King had been struck down, fatally wounded, by the Riders. During that duration, the King had been laying, contemplating his defeat, planning his revenge, with his faithful Saeko by his side.
Suddenly, the Orphenoch King sat up. Saeko sat up with him, startled. "What's wrong, your majesty?" she asked, grabbing his arm. He shook her off roughly and stood up, flexing the muscles that had been dormant for so long. Then, snorting blue flames, he plowed his way through the rubble of the Smart Brain company.
The King was returning.
Keitaro Kikuchi whistled a happy tune as he rode through Tokyo, a foolish grin on his face and a bundle of clean white clothes buckled securely to the back of his motorcycle. "Fulfilling my dream...of making everyone's laundry white, making every happy," he said to himself blissfully.
Life had returned to normal after the final battle, months ago. Takumi, the hero of that battle, had returned home to Keitaro and Mari. Together, with their friends Mihara, Rina, and Kaido, they were successfully running a laundry business. Could life be any sweeter?
Keitaro's lighthearted thoughts were punctured by the blaring sound of an eighteen-wheeler's horn. Looking to his right, Keitaro's eyes widened as he saw the massive truck charging its way toward him. His first thoughts was to keep the laundry clean; he unbuckled it and threw it aside, unwilling to get it be squashed and dirtied underneath the wheels of the truck.
Bam! Keitaro's motorcycle went flying to the left...Keitaro's body flew to the right. His body landed with a sickening thud on the pavement of a relatively quiet street in the suburbs of Tokyo. The truck driver barrelled forth, apathetic.
"You all need to think about your commitment to ninja training. Class dismissed." As the ninja students filed off, Shane Clark sat down wearily on a moss-covered rock.
"I swear, being a sensei's gonna be the death of me someday. I don't know how much more these old bones can take," he said jokingly.
Tori Hanson and Dustin Brooks sat down on the grass beside him. Dustin raised his hands in the air, turning his head side to side and taking a deep sniff every once in a while.
"What are you doing?" asked Tori, a perplexed yet bemused look on her face.
"What? Oh, this? I'm just letting the breeze clear out my armpits. Seriously, the better those little ninja dudes get, the more I sweat. Yeah, that smell? Moi." Dustin gave his armpits a slight whiff, cringed, and lowered his arms.
Shane and Tori edged away from the oblivious Dustin. "That's really gross--" Tori was cut off by the sudden descent of a scroll from the sky. Shane leapt up skillfully and caught it. He opened it, read it, and passed it on to Tori. She took the scroll, registering the look on Shane's face. He looked so distressed; curious as to what could make Shane so nervous, she read it aloud:
"Shane, Tori, Dustin. There has been a disturbance in the city. A strange monster has appeared, and began attacking humans. The Blue Bay Harbor police tried to contain it, but there have been casualties. Cam had three new Wind Morphers made. They are on their way. Please, save the city. -Sensei," Tori finished.
"It's a bit sudden, don't you think?" said Shane. "I mean, since when--" A piece of metal struck him in the face. Grabbing it and glancing at it, Shane realized it was a red Wind Morpher, identical to the one he'd lost in the Abyss of Evil. "In any case, let's go."
"Go where? Is there deodorant? I mean, seriously, come on, don't tell me you can't smell that." Dustin's morpher fell into his lap. "Dude, action? Effing sweet! Let's go."
Shane smirked at his friend's antics, but the smile was wiped off his face as he thought about what was to come. "We're about to be Rangers again," he said to himself. "We've got our duties again."
He turned to his friends. "Ready?" They nodded. "NINJA STORM, RANGER FORM!" they called out together. Then, jumping up and catching hold of their ninja hang gliders, they flew off toward the city.
"Down there!" yelled Shane, diving down. He landed, looked up, and saw something that no ninja training could have prepared him for. It was a monster, all right, but nothing that resembled one of Lothor's freaky hemchmen. It had all the features of a rhino: huge, with tough leathery skin and a long menacing horn. IT had strange grey skin, stood on two legs, and carried a huge hammer. It looked straight at Shane, and spoke.
"Do not get in my way, human. I might have to destroy you."
"What are you?" Shane demanded. "You're not one of Lothor's goons. Who are you with?"
"I am an Orphenoch. I work only for my King. Now, leave."
"I'm afraid we can't do that," Tori cut in. "You're wreaking havoc in the city that we have to protect."
"Yeah, you chose the wrong city to screw around in," Dustin added. "I think."
The Orphenoch laughed, a cruel piercing laugh. Then he attacked. Swinging his hammer, he caught Shane in the chest; he advanced on Tori, thrusting the hammer at her. Dustin tried to counter the blow with a slash from his ninja sword, but the force broke Dustin's blade in two, and the hammer's momentum caught Tori in the side. "This is too easy," Rhino Orphenoch snorted as he hit Dustin with a punishing blow to the head.
The Ninja Rangers retreated a couple yards, smoking emitting from their suits. "How is that guy so powerful?" Shane grunted. "Watch out!" The Orphenoch had charged again; this time, swinging his hammer in a full circle, he struck each Ranger a blow, sending them flying.
"Retreat!" Shane ordered. The Rangers each performed a ninja trick and flitted away, leaving behind three plumes of smoke and three empty suits.
The Orphenoch bellowed in victory. "Now, to destroy the city..."