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In the Henshin Hero multiverse, there are the Multiversal God Queens.

Amy Yuuzuki, aka Kyoryu Pink, Queen of everything Dinosaur and Sentai-like. She was in a much more casual outfit then she normally is, yet still impressive. A pink faux reptilian leather jacket, with the Kyoryuger symbol and a triceratops head on the back, lightning patterns. Jean shorts showing her shapely legs with combat boots, steel tipped with spikes much like the Armed on. A black t-shirt with a heart and a crown on it. Necklace with amber fossils. Hair tied back and feathers woven into it.

“Congratulations, rookie!” She cheered out.

Next to her was Natsumi Hikari, Kamen Rider Kiva-La, the Queen of the Rider multiverse, her domain being everything Rider-like of course. She wore a long white jacket with the inside purple, and the symbol of a bat in purple on her back. Black fingerless gloves, black crop top, long white paints and high heeled black shoes. Her hair wavy past her shoulders, and a Kivat hairclip in them.

“Your first time taking down an eldritch horror. That is a milestone in this line of work.”

The praises were aimed at the newest member. Ruriko Ichijouji, Uchu Keiji Gavan G3, granddaughter of the original Gavan and the Metal Hero Queen. She had domain over Metal Heroes, and other Toku heroes that weren’t in the domain of the other two. She just had her standard outfit (which she wore even when acting as queens since she didn’t like dressing up that much).

But she was still hot with a black tube top and a brown leather jacket that once had sleeves but they were removed, so she could show off more of her tattoos. On her navel was a tattoo of a small space turtle, or maybe a kappa. Though covered by her tube top partially, Marie noticed a heart tattoo with a name, probably her beau. On her arms she had tattoos of her alma mater at the Space Sheriff Academy, several important battles of the past of both her and her family, and the emblem that marked her as royalty. She wore black fingerless gloves and combat boots, a pair of jeans. There were piercings in her nose and eyebrow. Her hair was shaven above her left hear and sideswept in a punkish fashion.

“I…cannot believe I arrested an Elder God.” Ruriko said. She looked at a transparent cube, where a tentacled being was inside. The cube was made to hold it specifically, so its prowess and maddening effects couldn’t affect the staff that was moving the cage away. On each pair of tentacles there cuffs. It was a bizarre sight.

“He’s awfully quiet, you think he is plotting?” Amy asked.

“I think he’s just too stunned by the fact that they, an Elder god, were arrested successfully and rendered powerless, but someone that they perceive to be a bug. Definitely hasn’t learned that mortals can ascend like we did.” Ruriko noted.

“…Sucks to be them.” Natsumi said with a  shrug. “Anyhow, this deserves a little celebration.”

“I don’t think that’s needed…” Ruriko said nervously.

“Nonsense, rookie! Though I shouldn’t call you that again…you achieved a milestone. It took longer for me and Natsumi to go up against a cosmic horror like that. And bring the battle to a successful end. You’re catching up quickly.” Amy assured her.

“I know how we can best celebrate, aside of an orgy. Because Ruri here is still shy and prudish about expanding into polyamory.” Natsumi said as she put an arm over Ruriko’s shoulder.

“Because I’m very devoted to my girlfriend, thank you.” Ruriko huffed and blushed.

“How do you deal with the increased libido that comes with ascending, then?” Amy asked with a smirk.

“I manage just fine.” Ruriko said, blushing even harder. She didn’t dare to tell anyone that she is constantly frustrated and horny, and she didn’t want to pressure her girlfriend Makiko too much. It may explain why she has not gone easy on the Elder God, that frustration had to vented elsewhere.

“Let’s stop teasing the girl, sexuality is something she has figure out for herself.” Natsumi said, playfully and teasingly pinching Ruriko’s cheek, whom huffed. “No, the next best thing to celebrate, is a feast!” She waved her hands and space-time shifted around them.

They were now in a private suite of…well, it was something that dwarfed the luxury of any hotels in the mortal realms in all of the multiverse. The most comfy looking couches, several entertainment systems with futuristic tech, and best of all, tables filled with various foods, snacks, treats, drinks and anything edible…and thanks to a few god queenly touches, they can make sure that they remain at the right temperature at all times, not go stale, spoil ect. So they can really enjoy this.

“That is a lot.” Ruriko said as her eyes went wild. “Can we even finish that all?”

“You forget we are God queens now. We actually technically don’t need food, or other stuff like sleep, but we still do it because we love doing it. And the habit is hard to break after living most of our lives as a human.” Natsumi said.

“Oh…That explains why I have been able to spend a whole two weeks on this eldritch horror case without eating, sleeping or going to the bathroom. In fact…it also explains why my staff didn’t insist on me getting rest or food, they knew.” Ruriko said, putting a finger to her chin.

“It works both ways. We don’t need to…but when we eat, we can as much as we want. So when the time is right to celebrate, we pig out like there’s no tomorrow. F*** you calories, you no longer affect us!” Amy said.

“We don’t do this all the time. We are aware there are planets and universes out there that are suffering from a famine and we tend to not indulge in any food at all as we help them get back on track.” Natsumi added.

“Wait, we are god queens, can’t you just wave your hand and make sure the crops grow again, like it never happened?” Ruriko asked.

“We could do that. But a good ruler takes care of their people, and that is not always achieved by giving what they want. Otherwise it’d be entitled parents and their precious little golden child miracle snowflake baby spoiled brats. No, unless there is no known other method that would help solve the famine, we merely give a push in the right direction, teach them new methods of harvesting, some supplies to kickstart, teach them to plan. Just a nudge, rather then outright give it to them. Only interfere when it’s necessary.” Amy explained.

“That way we aren’t just indulging them, we are learning them how to flourish, how to evolve and become the better version…we inspire them. Because we are henshin heroes before we are queens. Aside protection, inspiring others to be their best selves is one of our biggest responsibilities.” Natsumi said.

“Oh, that makes sense. I haven’t ran into that scenario yet but…I’ll remember for when that happens.” Ruriko said. “I have to thank you, it gives me food for thought, if you don’t mind the pun.”

“Hey, you have a good support system with us. I myself was here first and I had to figure out a lot of that stuff on my own.” Natsumi explained.

“I was happy Natsumi could show me some ropes, in terms of wielding the new power, managing my corner of the multiverse, how to pleasure a harem (very important, can’t forget that)…” Amy said as she counted down her fingers.

“I get it.” Ruriko said.

“Enough yapping; We are here to indulge. If there is a moment to go all out and take advantage of godly metabolisms, it is the success of a huge mission like this one.” Amy rubbed her hands. “We had several top chefs among the hero community prepare this when we heard of your success. Spada, Don Dogoier, Shouichi Tsugami, Charcoal Grill Org, Dino Curry, Gaim Pantheon deity Pierre Alfonso Oren himself provided some desserts…”

“Well it all looks good.” Ruriko admitted. “It is kind of hard though as I still am in my human mindset and I often regulated my diet heavily due to my job and…oh, are those prawn chips?”

“Dig in, Ruri!” Natsumi grabbed a bowl of very good looking noodles. She poured something resembling liquid life force (she ascended to Fangire Queen before becoming Multiverse Queen and on another note the life force was either freely given or taken from people that didn’t deserve to have life force) over them and start slurping them up…with the slurping being loud.

Amy had a whole sushi roll in her hands, she sniffed it and let out a delighted sigh before she deep throated it and pushed it down, eating it in one bite.

Ruriko put her hands in a bowl of the prawn chips and started shoveling them in her mouth…she almost seemed to turn wholly chibi in that instance she did it.

Natsumi took a pizza, rolled it up in her entirety…it was too big for her mouth so a bit of godly power, she stretched her mouth open, her now elastic lips wrapped around it, as her face became snout-like briefly, before her face reshaped to her normal, beautiful self, only with bulged cheeks as she chewed happily.

A mountain of ice cream of every flavor was in front of Amy. She inhaled it…literally, there was even a suction with the strength of a jet engine as she sucked in the ice cream. She dapped her lips with a napkin afterwards, so ladylike after some unladylike indulging.

Ruriko had gotten in the spirit and was juggling a few burgers before throwing them upwards, and watching them in her mouth whole.

The staff just kept refilling the foods that were taken, unbothered as they all were very used to it now.

“I think it is time to roll out the best treat of all.” Natsumi said, licking some leftover cheese form the corndog she ate.

“Oh you mean…” Amy asked after licking some leftover cake cream from her hands, and Natsumi nodded in agreement. She rubbed her hands. “Oh yeah…”

“Oh? What can be better than this? Caviar? Oysters?” Ruriko asked as she stuffed Belgian chocolates into her mouth.

“None of that stuff…never liked those, they are too expensive for things that are so salty and slimy.” Natsumi said as she shuddered at the thought of caviar and oysters, whom she believed people ate to show they could afford it, rather than liking it.

“People say you can mix business and pleasure. But it is better to mix pleasure and pleasure, to get a bigger pleasure.” Amy said as she gave a signal. A whole lot of tables were rolled in…though while there was food on them, there was something else.

Dozens and dozens of beautiful men and women, covered in body sushi. Ruriko could recognize most of them as the spouses and harem of her fellow God queens. “Dafuq?” she asked.

“Isn’t it amazing. First we eat out…then we eat them out.” Natsumi said, giving a suggesting twitch of her eyebrows.

“You two still managed to slip the orgy in.” Ruriko said dryly. “I’d rather continue to eat the non-body stuff.”

“Oh, don’t be prudish. Besides, someone is eager to see you.” Natsumi pointed at one of the tables.

On it lay a beautiful cute kappa alien girl. She had light green scaly skin, webbed hand and feet, freckles and markings of a darker gray skin, and hair that was tied up in a bun, looking like water plants. On her back she had a turtle shell, which was currently decorated (alongside her perky bottom which was adorned with a cute short tail) with loads of sushi. She had bright green eyes and face markings and had a soft cute smile. She was muttering softly under her breath while staring off in space, making calculations. One hand was using a pair of chopsticks to keep that hand busy. The other held a cucumber, which she was now biting sideways like corn on the cob.

“Makiko?” Ruriko asked.

“Hi, Ruri!” she said as she tried to wave as best she could with the hands with the chopsticks in. She dropped the chopsticks, and tried to reach for them from her spot on the table, as one of the staff picked them up for them as she immediately resumed playing with them. “They asked if I would help with a special surprise. I don’t like surprises but I know you do…they also gave me lots of yummy Gherkins for this.”

Ruriko gave an unamused stare at Amy and Natsumi, whom just gave her coy smiles.

“You can eat the sushis and then sex me.” Makiko said, having finished her cucumbler, but pointing with the chopsticks to her back, while continue to click with them, as a staff member put another cucumber in her hand, which made her smile.

Ruriko let out a sigh, but it was a soft one, and joined with a smile. “Well, I guess I have come to enjoy this little celebration.” She said as she made to her girlfriend with a pair of chopsticks. “Just hold still, honey.”

“I do some head math, I got these fun chopsticks and yummy Gherkis, take your time.” Makiko said calmly as Ruriko at some sushis of her kappa girlfriend’s perky buttocks.

“I had to get a full body wax for this.” Tsukasa Kodoya, aka Kamen Rider Decade and Natsumi’s husband said. “The things I do for that woman.”

“I don’t mind.” Daigo Kiryu aka Kyoryu Red and Amy’s husband said.

“Of course you would say that, you show your adoration like Gomez Addams.” Tsukasa groaned.

“How would I be able to be deserving of the nickname King if I can’t treat my wife like the Queen she is?” Daigo said.

Tsukasa actually gave a chuckle. “You’re the salt of the Earth, Daigo.”

“You two shut your pretty little mouths and lay there as we indulge. Because once we’re done with these sushi rolls…” Natsumi said as she pointed with her chopsticks. “I’m gonna crave a sausage roll and you’re going to give it to me!”

“Same with me, Daigo.” Amy said as she sat next down next to her husband.

“Yes, ma’am!” Both of them said with big grins on their face.

The other people on the tables pouted a bit. “Don’t give that look, you’ll get that turn, so be good little harem boys and girls and wait your turn. With our unlimited appetite and stamina, we’ll all be able to give you the experience.” Amy said, which calmed the extended harem down.

“So, don’t mind if we throw more of these celebrations for these milestones?” Natsumi said, popping a piece of salmon sushi in her mouth.

“This definitely bears repeating.” Ruriko said with a smile.

“Happy to have you on board, Ruri!” Amy said as she raised her chopsticks with a piece of ebi sushi as if to tip her hat metaphorically.

The rest of the evening, the three girls enjoying their food, sex, more food, more sex, eating food while having sex…and even more sex. Because if you are a multiverse god queen waifu with a lot of responsibilities, you’re allowed to unwind. After they were done, back to work, but they are making most of the evening for sure.  

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“Glad you could have come here, I am going to unveil the best thing I ever created…aside from my son and the meaningful relationships over the years of course.” Amy Yuuzuki said as she had invited her fellow god queens.

“What is it? A new mecha? A power-up for one of your warriors? A type of Zyudenchi that can obliterate eldritch horrors in one blast? Oh wait, we can do that already.” Natsumi noted.

“A new pie recipe?” Ruriko asked. They looked at her. “Sorry, is my cravings kicking in.”

“No, none of that. I created the perfect pet. The best of cat and dog energy and put it in a dinosaur!” Amy said happily. “Ok, all the dinos in this realm are basically my pets but I have the advantage of a very open plain and my powers allow me to tame these creatures…so I made a type of dino pet that anyone can enjoy I present to you…the Kyoryugersaurus Bravii!”

Amy clapped her hands and suddenly a bunch of small dog-sized dinosaurs appeared. They were red and black, with feathery crests. They were on all fours but some of them stood on their hind legs without trouble. They had large dewy eyes for reptiles and let out weird sounds that sound like soft growls and purs.

“KAWAI!!” both of the other God Queens said as they looked at the cute little dino-babies. The small herd let out purr sounds and swarmed them. It was like being swarmed by puppies and kitties, but with dinos. So it automatically made it better.

“I want twenty!” Natsumi said, having scooped several in their hands as they rubbed their little heads against her.

“My girlfriend loves small, cute animals. She may want a few too.” Ruriko said as she scratched one behind where its ear is supposed to be, as it tapped its hind leg. “Got to work on the name though, for now it basically means ‘dinosaur dinosaur brave’ a bit redundant if you ask me.”

“Already patented it, and no one cares because they are adorable as frick!” Amy said.

“You’re right, I don’t care because they are the cutie-wutiest things ever.” Natsumi said. They heard a throat clearing sound coming from Natsumi’s waist. “Pet! Cutest pet, you know you are more to me then a pet, you are my partner and familiar.” Natsumi said, looking at Kiva-La on her belt.

“Darn tootin’!” Kiva-La muttered under her breath.

“I bet they’ll be popular with everyone.” Amy said.

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Dogold, whom was one of several former Dino Sentai enemies whom was revived and reformed, and in Queen Amy’s service. He was sitting down in his chair, with several of the Kyroyugersauruses perched on his lap, and one on his head. “I’m not feeling vexed…” he noted.

Utsusemimaru looked like he tried to hold back a laugh. Dogold gave him a stare. “Shut it!” though his voice didn’t sound as angry as usual.

“I hardly ever stop smiling, and these cuties make sure it stays that way!” Candelira said, hugging a few of them.

Luckyeuro had opened the pouch on their belly and several of the small dinos were riding inside like joeys in a kangaroo’s pouch. “I’m a parent!” they declared, raising their arms into the sky.

“They are so precious!” Aigaron said as he cried waterfall tears, two of the dino pets having umbrella hats to prevent them from being soaked.

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“Should I get one, mother? I mean…they are loveable.” Kai asked his mother.

“Last time you concerned yourself with little dinosaurs it didn’t end up well.” Bandora said.

“I know, and it has kickstarted a whole chain of events but…I’m no longer the kid whom smashed dino eggs for shits and giggles. I really want to do good by these little critters.” Kai said.

“Well, a lot of us here don’t have clean track records but take to the creatures well…I guess that you changed for the better enough to deserve that chance. Though better ask Queen Amy for a caretaking guide, to make sure all goes smoothly.” Bandora said.

“Will do, mother. So…you want one too?” Kai asked as he gently held one up, whom was panting with its tongue lulling out of its mouth.

“I don’t want one.” She said. “I want at least six.”

Pleprechaun was making a few sculptures (not to turn into monsters, for his personal enjoyment). One of the Kyoryugersaurus pets was yipping. “You’re very cute, but I have work to do, why don’t you go along and find someone else to play with?” he asked as he petted its head. “Now…where is my good brush?” he looked around. He found someone nudging his leg and found the same critter, now with his brush in his mouth. “Well, you are a clever little one…you know what, I could use an assistance for the day.”

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Pricious saw one of the Kyoryugersaurus critters eyeing him with affection in their eyes. Pricious looked around. No one was looking. He reached out and petted the critter on the head.

“Oh, it’s precious to see big bro Pricious like this.” A voice said, startling, Pricious.

He looked around. The Gunjoji siblings. Ever since their revival and reformation they have grown into themselves, and have taken on new forms after figuring out their own identities instead of being identical twins.

One of them has taken on a camo green color scheme and taken on the name Gugun. His arms were now gatling gun-like, he had a cape make of tank threads hanging down his back, with camo pants and combat boots.

The second was Jojo. She now had a more feminine build, and her armor was now black, with red and purple accent, Enoch script, a mohawk, and several details that made her appears like a punk goth robot knightess.

Both of them gave smug smiles. “It’s not what you think!” Pricious said as he waved his arms.

“Oh come on, don’t be tsun-tsun, big brother. You love these critters, don’t you?” Jojo said as she pet one of the critters too.

“I don’t!” Pricious said non-convincingly.

“Oh, you always had a love for reptilian pets, like your Space Dragon, why try to hide?” Gugun patted Pricious’ head.

“He is not a mere pet, he is a loyal attack dog and a ferocious monster.” Pricious said. We cut to the Space Dragon, wearing a special collar to be human-sized, chasing the Kyoryugersaurus playfully in a game of tag.

“Oh, looking real ferocious right now.” Jojo said sarcastically.

“I used to be a respected and feared warrior.” Pricious said. “I had a rep.”

“Forget that rep and stop clinging to the past. Liven up a little.” Gugun said.

“I hate you guys.” Pricious groaned.

“No you don’t!” Jojo said.

“…I hate that you’re right.” Pricious huffed and cross his hands.

“Oh, someone boarded the tsundere train!” Gugun said as he made a pumping motion with his arm like pulling a train whistle. “Tsun-tsun!” he pronounced those words in the manner of ‘Choo-choo!’

Pricious sighed. Space Dragon nuzzled their master as the Kyoryugersaurus rubbed his head against his legs. Pricoius sighs as he buries his head in his hands. The Gunjoji sibs chuckled, the gits.

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The Bakuryu looked at one of their own, Bakuryu Tyranno. Tyranno was covered from head to toe in little Kyoryugersauruses.

“Those are a lot of pets kera.” Bakuryu Triceratops noted.

“I miss my wife and kid, they are my babies now tyra.” Tyranno said.

“You thought about asking the Queen to bring them back?” Bakuryu Pteranodon suggested. “You know she can do that pura?”

“Oh…there is not like a time limit between time of death and revival or rules about resurrection or any drawbacks tyra?” Tyranno asked.

“None that we’re aware off kera.” Tricera said with a shrug.

“I’ll go ask her…I’ll still keep these regardless tyra.” Tyranno said.

“Don’t blame ya, they’re adorable pura.” Ptera replied.

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“They definitely all love them.” Natsumi noted.

“I’m going to spread them widely across my empire, my subjects in the multiverse will all adore them. They’re the perfect pets and they thought of everything, no downsides.” Amy said.

“Good thing because I have hamsters, I can rest easy knowing they won’t eat them.” Ruriko noted. Amy grew silent for a few moments. “Amy…”

“I’ll have to patch something real quick before I continue.” Amy said as she rubbed the back of her head.

“My goldfish!” she heard in the distance.

“Ok, I’ll patch the critters and play god to bring that fish back.” Amy said. The other Queens give her an unamused look. “Hey, no one’s perfect, girls. Not even us!”

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Each of the Multiverse Queen waifus had their own palace, their own epicenter of power, part of their domain, through which they channel their prowess into the multiverse, and through which the multiverse’s power also flows through them. They have become important focuses of the energies of all that is right and just. Amy’s was her Brave Palace in the realm of Dino Hope. Natsumi’s was Palace Doran, which was a palace fused to a giant dragon which is metal as hell!

Of course Ruriko would also have one as the Multiverse Metal Queen. Her palace floated at the center of a galaxy within the Light Zone, a world that is opposite of the dark realms like the Makuu Space. It was a immaculate blend of a space station, a police headquarters and a palace. As if police buildings had been put together in a castle shape, and equipped for space. It was divided in areas. The living space of the Queen herself, her closest friends and family and staff. Another part is a prison that holds the worst terrors of the multiverse, the ones she can’t destroy for a variety of reasons (mostly either because they had info to get out of them). A prison that can hold eldritch entities and due to being directly tied in the Metal Hero Queen’s realm, impossible to break out unless she would allow it (not that she would). Another is the police building where the administration and hearings are handled. And there is also a medical center which means all inhabitants are healthy, staff and prisoners alike. Though also a huge  mental health team since like all criminals, you need a special type of shrink to pick their brains and if possible guide them towards reformation. Finding a team of psychiatrists qualified to tackle multiversal horrors was not easy.

There were smaller space stations surrounding it. She was also responsible for the toku heroes that weren’t part of the other Queens’ domains and until their legacy expanded enough they could get their own queens, they were under Ruriko’s reign.

“I can sense it…the positive energies of the multiverse, the light part of the Henshin Grid from which all Henshin heroes draw their prowess…the flow is stable. You have been really settling into your role.” Natsumi said she felt out the place.

“They grow up so fast.” Amy said, pretending to wipe away tears. “First they slay and arrest cosmic horrors, liberate universes, they get their own palace…soon you’ll be getting your own church and eventually a harem.”

“Why thank you for…hey, I don’t want that!” Ruriko huffed.

“You’ll not be able to prevent people from worshipping you, even if it is not as a god, they’ll worship a kickass waifu like us.” Natsumi said.

“I meant the harem.” Ruriko said throwing up her hands.

“Eventually you have to give in to the increased libido these godly powers give you. There is a reason the Greek Pantheon were as deviant as they are.” Amy said as she threw her hair in a sexy way. “We’re also much more respectable and beautiful than they are.”

“I can’t deny the latter but…I can’t do it. I am happy with Makiko. Besides, we are stable now and it is hard at times to introduce new stuff in our world…even if we did, it has to be someone whom would be able to live within Makiko’s world, the good and the bad.” Ruriko said. “And I can’t risk bringing in someone with a chance it would go south and damage what we have.”

“You think we weren’t worried? We learned the multiverse is a large place, you’re able to find more than a few people worthy. Besides within the hero communities, there are a lot of accepting people who’d be patient and loving with Makiko.” Amy assured her.

“Just…let me do things my way, ok. Don’t meddle.” Ruriko crossed her arms as she blushed.

“Fine…you need room to grow, we get that. We’ll let it play out naturally…it is inevitable though…” Natsumi said with a smirk.

“Yes it is.” Ruriko said. “And now we stop being distracted by my love life and do what we came here for.”

At this point a new person arrived on the scene. “Greetings, Queen Commander Ichijouji. I hope your travel went well.” Said person was an android, a gynoid to be precise. She was predominantly white, with a dark blue chest armor resembling a police swat vest, armor resembling long gloves and toe-less boots in the same dark blue color. A headpiece resembling a dark blue police helmet with police sirens on top, as well as more flashing siren lights on her shoulders. She was a cute police robo girl. What more could you ask for?

The fact she was a cute robo bunny girl. The fingerless gloves exposed fingers with rounded tips, with a paw print on the palms and small claws, same on the soles of the boots, the exposed toes looking like bunny toes. On her derriere there was a rounded metallic sphere resembling a bunny tail. Two mechanical white bunny ears were sticking out from the sides of her helmet. Her face was an led screen with a light blue cute bunny face projected on it. Her upper thighs and legs were also wide, fitting her bunny motif and jumping powers and adding to her sexiness. She had black armor around the groin and upper legs, like armored shortsso, and a belt with her police badge, and pouches for her weapons.

 “I have the reports of mine and the other heroes recent missions, which we have recently brought to a good end.” She said as she saluted.

“Cute Robo-Bun!” Amy said as she squeed like a little girl getting a cute doll.

“Cute and…well shaped.” Natsumi licked her lips.

“Don’t hit on my staff!” Ruriko said.

“Aren’t you going to introduce us to the bun-bun?” Natsumi asked.

“Deka Siren Usagi, Metal Hero, next in the line of Earth-based robotic cop heroes like Jiban.” The robot police rabbit waifu introduced herself as. “And the first new member of the Queen’s future harem.”

“GAH!” Ruriko yelped as she blushed heavily.

“Oh, thought you didn’t want to go for a harem yet?” Amy asked with a  smirk.

“I don’t, and I don’t know why she is saying that!” Ruriko waved her hands in a panic.

“I have achieved singularity over my series of adventures and became aware of my emotions. Including love, and I hence promised myself that if the Queen Commander wishes to assume her duties of starting a harem, I would apply.” Usagi said, as if a matter of fact, a smile adorning her face.

“Well, she is basically throwing herself into your lap, go for it, Ruri!” Natsumi said as if she was a proud mom cheering for her kid at a school’s sport’s game.

“I’m not. I told you I am still careful with Makiko…” Ruriko huffed.

“As part of my programming as a police officer, I have advanced knowledge of psychology and know how to take care of future sister-wife Makiko so we all can be comfortable. I also downloaded a lot of yuri porn as a reference…” Usagi explained, as if she was discussing an interesting bit of trivia she overheard.

“Usagi, for the love of me, stop talking.” Ruriko buried her face in her hands.

“Say Bun-buns, while she is figuring her sapphic self of a mess out, how about we teach you the way of pleasuring a goddess queen?” Amy asked.

“Practice makes perfect and I want to be a perfect harem girl for the Queen Commander…” Usagi said with a cute pensive look on her face.

“Y’all need Jesus!” Ruriko said, throwing her hands in the head.

“Is that heresy or not since we are now sort of deities in our own right?” Natsumi wondered.

“Can we forget about sex and harems and focus on what we came to do? Wait…why are we all here?” Ruriko asked. “I mean I live and work here but why did you come over?”

“I…don’t recall.” Amy wondered.

“Huh…normally I have better memory than that. I almost feel like the only reason we’re here is so we can get introduced to the cute robo-bun that is Usagi.” Natsumi said as she scratched her head.

“Just you all do what you want, I’m going to get a bottle of rice wine.” Ruriko slumped and carried on.

“You can’t get drunk anymore thanks to your godly metabolism.” Amy reminded her.

“I can sure try!” Ruriko shot back as she left the scene.

“So…” Natsumi said as she clapped her hands. “You still want to have those ‘god queen pleasuring lessons’?”

“Affirmative!” Usagi noted.

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Ruriko found that she could not get drunk (she didn’t realize she can turn her booze resistance off, and her fellow god queens didn’t tell that because they thought it’d be funny) and instead has decided to bury herself into some paperwork for a bit. It was boring but it was the perfect brain-numbing activity she needed. Also that means the paperwork for the whole week was done.

She went to see her girlfriend. She has been given her own room, which was also a lab. She offered both to Makiko but Makiko would always bury herself in her work so her bedroom was also in her lab. “Hey Makiko, how are you doooooooouuuuuuhhh…”

Ruriko brain went numb again but in the good way. Makiko lay on her lab table, which she cleared for this. She wore her lab coat, which was completely unbuttoned…and nothing else.

And she wasn’t alone. Usagi was there too. She had discarded the chest armor, helmet and additional armor, only showing her sleek smooth white body…and she had some perky breasts underneath that blue armor, as well as her womanhood. And whomever constructed her also made sure these assets moved…naturally. Strong and durable material but also malleable enough to move like organic. Makes her wonder whom created her and why they included reproductive organs, but that thought was quashed by the fact both she and Makiko were stark naked in front of her.

“Hi, Ruri!” Makiko said as she waved happily. “Me and Usagi want to sex you!”

“…what?” Ruriko asked, not as eloquent as she would have liked.

“I have been talking to Makiko for a while and preparing for this moment for a while.” Usagi noted.

“And she agreed?” Ruriko asked surprised.

“Usagi is nice. She did her best to understand me. Not as good as you do but she does well. I accept her.” Makiko explained. “I know you have been suffering with your increased sex drive. And you don’t want to pressure me or feel like betraying me. But you don’t. You could never do that in my eyes.”

“Your frustration has been leaking into other aspects of life. When you arrested that multiversal war god last week, he was begging for the violence to stop after the beatdown you gave.” Usagi added. “A war deity, begging for violence to stop. That’s how scary you were. Kind of sexy though.”

“Well…maybe a little…” Ruriko reluctantly agreed.

“But you know now it is no problem.” Makiko said with a smile. “Now sex us please.”

Ruriko blinked. She had to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. She confirmed she wasn’t. She locked the door behind her and discarded her brown jacket. She felt like something inside her that was chained up, become unchained as she felt herself burning up, manner of speaking. The visage on her face, gone was the doubt and awkwardness, instead was confident and commanding, and it made the two girls beholding her nearly have an early release… “Your next mission…satisfy your queen!”

“Experiment start!” Makiko pulled her goggles over her eyes.

“The crash course Queen Amy and Queen Natsumi gave me will be put to great use, mistress.” Usagi declared.

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“Natsumi, did you feel that?” Amy asked.

“Yeah…she actually did it.” Natsumi started to cry, but it was for real this time. “They grow up so fast!”

As soon as Natsumi had her proud parent moment, she and Amy exchanged smug grins and fist-bumped.

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This prompt is written by my friend Ri2 and edited by me. Ri2 owns the characters introduced in this chapter, and more can be read about them in his fanfic series 'Konchu Sentai Bugranger'. 

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A red and gold falcon soared through the skies over Egypt.

The kingdom was prosperous and beautiful, the river Nile running through the nation's golden sands, providing life to the countless cities and villages along its banks, tributaries branching off to bring more precious life-giving water to the furthest reaches of the kingdom, the deserts slowly, gradually being hemmed in by green.

The deserts would never go away fully, of course. The sands were as much a part of Egypt as the Nile. But the falcon had watched the land change over thousands of years, and would continue to watch it change for thousands more.

The god-bird circled through the air over Alexandria, the Eternal Capital, admiring the temples and pyramids which had stood since time immemorial and would continue to stand for even longer, the Pharos Lighthouse continuing to shine its sacred light out to sea, the humans and children of the gods and others who called this place home moving through the streets as they had since the city had been built, living and loving as they always had and always would, if the falcon had something to say about it, and she did.

Spirits soaring as always at the sight of the people below happy and healthy and at peace, the falcon prepared to descend towards an open window in the royal palace-

And suddenly a giant pink triceratops popped into existence in its path. "HI, I'M AMY!"

...

Cleopatra VII Philopator, Avatar of Horus, Undying Queen of Egypt Eternal, and leader of the Gokami Sentai Egyptranger woke up with a start as her Ba rather abruptly returned to her, disturbing her husband Marc Antony, her beloved companion Nefer, and the dozens of other concubines sharing their bed. "Five more minutes," Marc groaned, rolling over in his sleep.

"We're up this early?" Nefer yawned. "Well, okay, up for a round or twelve?" she asked her mistress lustfully, tail wagging.

Cleopatra didn't respond at first, hand to her chest as she caught her breath.

She was about to receive a visit from a foreign god.

...

Thankfully, her servants and staff were so well-trained and professional they were able to get the palace ready to host a visiting deity in under an hour.

The great edifice was festooned with banners and ribbons. The pyramid was prepped to produce a dazzling light show of welcome. Cleopatra, her Egyptrangers, and her most important - and tolerable - officials were waiting atop a pyramidal structure in her palace's courtyard, with dozens of singers, dancers, musicians, and incredibly gorgeous concubines of every species lining the tiers beneath them, with the loveliest of all naturally reserved for the top tier. Divine animals of every stripe were in position. Ushabti trumpeters were placed in two rows extending from Cleopatra's giant wheeled pavilion to the open front gates, where the citizens of Alexandria stood cheering on either side of the street, having only the vaguest idea what was going on but their beloved God-Queen had declared it was a holiday so it didn't really matter much to them. The God Beasts were perched all around the palace, waiting expectantly for their visitor, seeming to have a slightly better idea of who was coming than their partners.

When God Horus perked his head up, the other Beasts doing the same, Cleopatra knew it was time, and signaled for the musicians to start playing.

The God Beasts roared. Fireworks went off all over the city. The great pyramid started producing laser lights which filled the air with spectacular displays of hieroglyphs, gods, and the glory of Egypt. Confetti rained everywhere along with gold and manna which the enthusiastic crowd eagerly snatched up.

And a gigantic biomechanical pink and gold triceratops marched down the city streets, both towering over the largest pyramid while simultaneously being small enough to actually fit in the paved boulevards, bellowing and firing off colorful projectiles from its horns as spirit pterodactyls soared through the air above it, plesiosaurs and mosasaurs emerged from the bay, and brachiosaurs, tyrannosaurs, stegosaurs, raptors, and many other dinosaurs marched alongside it, again all managing to fit in the city even though their procession should have been large enough to trample it beneath their feet. That was the power of the divine for you.

The dinosaurs proceeded through the city, much to the joy of the citizens, before finally reaching the palace gates. While its entourage stopped just outside, the triceratops proceeded to enter the courtyard. The massive dinosaur looked down on the waiting delegation, then knelt on its forelegs and opened its mouth, allowing a beautiful woman to step down from it, the air trembling as her sheer power washed over everyone.

Cleopatra, looking resplendent in her finest royal regalia, smiled and bowed her head. "Amy Yuuzuki, God-Queen of Dinosaurs and Sentai, allow me to welcome you to the Eternal Kingdom. What has Egypt done to earn a visit from such an esteemed personage?"

Amy smiled. "Cleopatra...uh...shit, I forgot your full name...uhhh...Cleopatra...de...Nile?"

Someone blew a sour note. Cleopatra's eye twitched and she struggled to maintain her smile. Nefer, the traitor, looked like she was about to laugh. "Cleopatra VII Philopator."

"Right! That," Amy said, embarrassed. "Fruit Jesus, Ian coached me on this and I totally forgot...should've written cue cards...uhh, do you want me to go back in and start over...?"

Cleopatra sighed. "No, it's rather too late for that now."

"Ohh,right…Sorry." Amy fidgeted awkwardly. The sun beat down on Cleopatra's head. While she was blessed by the sun, that didn't mean everyone else was and she could see sweat already rolling down several people's faces.

"The reason for your visit...?" Cleopatra prompted.

"Huh? OH! Sorry again," Amy apologized, bowing her head. "You're just so gorgeous I lost my head for a second."

Cleopatra couldn't help smiling at that as Nefer purred happily. "Is my beauty so divine even the gods are speechless before it? I'll take that as a compliment."

(She could hear some of her friends muttering about a 'big head' good-naturedly. Because she loved them she ignored them.)

"Oh yeah, you and Hymeno would get along great..." Amy muttered before clearing her throat. "Speaking of which...Queen Cleopatra, I would like to offer you an invitation."

Cleopatra raised one exquisitely crafted eyebrow. "Oh? To what?"

"I am extending invitations to every royal female Sentai in the multiverse to come to my kingdom for a royal summit to discuss a possible collaboration, a sharing of ruling styles and leadership techniques, to help us all understand and learn from each other better through shared experiences and discussion and decide how to work together to lead our respective nations and universes together towards a more glorious future." Amy said.

Cleopatra considered this. "Is this also an attempt to form a massive harem of princesses and queens from across the multiverse?"

"It is." Amy admitted shamelessly.

There were numerous gasps from Cleopatra's more zealous subordinates. She ignored them. "Well! Then I simply MUST attend! I am, after all, a god-queen myself, and if anyone's going to be forming a harem of the multiverse's royal beauties it shall be ME!" She smirked. "And if not, at least I'll have a good time."

Amy smiled dazzlingly and Cleopatra realized she was already falling for her, hard. "Wonderful! I look forward to seeing you there!"

"One thing. I don't suppose a plus one or two can also be included?" Cleopatra asked, carefully not looking at Marc and Nefer as they perked up.

"Of course!" Amy assured her.

Cleopatra grinned. "Then it's a date!"

Oh, THIS was going to be interesting…

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You know the stories. A great evil attacks the world…and a group of heroes come together to form a team to combat it. A tale as old as time. Super Sentai.

An armada of white and blue, sleek looking alien ships came into view, and armored troops came out, led by people in more ornate and elaborate armor, signifying they were of a higher rank.

In front of them stoof five individuals in colorful outfits: red, blue, yellow, pink and green. They were adorned with dinosaur motifs and lightning patterns.

And usually, over the course of…give or take a year at average, they grow into the fighting force that takes down this down the evil force for good…aside the Donbrothers, as the Noto Council is still around, I will have to intervene at some point.

But it’s not that story. It’s the story of five people appearing together, but not coming together. Even the most ragtag bunch of misfits came together and formed a Sentai that got the job done. Hey, maybe because they are such misfits flocking together they are successful. It adds a human element, creates unusual bonds that end up stronger then expected, those differences actually making them varied and strong…But this is a story that doesn’t end like it usually does. This time the five couldn’t come together. In this world…the Sentai lost

There were explosions engulfing the five heroes, whom detransformed and fell to the ground. Bloody, bruised and going limp. The invaders laughed at this victory. The people of the world looking on didn’t even scream in fear anymore. They had just gone numb.

Sentai are people. They can be hurt or killed…But they overcome the odds, which make people see them as a symbol. Indestructible. However, here that failed. This world lost hope seeing their heroes lose. They welcomed their new overlords because the majority felt that there was nothing left to fight for. That it would be impossible.

I just think that the Sentai chosen were…maybe good people, but not the right people for the job. How can I tell? I am the Sentai Multiverse Queen Amy Yuuzuki, Queen Kyoryu Pink. Now, as a queen of the Sentai Multiverse, I could step in. I could quash that invasion and save that world. But there are implications…they’d trade one overlord in for another. Their hope and spirit has been broken. Just me displaying a sense of superior force they’d submit to me…but they’d still be broken, just going with the flow. No room for change.

I am a herald of the Henshin Grid, the very force that enables heroes to becoming Henshin Heroes…and the Henshin Grid embodies change. It is not enough to save a world, it is about having a world thrive and grow. A true queen guides, she does not dominate. So I had to see if this world could be saved a different way. Not by me coming in as an invincible goddess that is beyond most. No, they need someone to repair those broken spirits, to bring back hope.

I have my eyes on worthy candidates. They are rude, crass, uncouth, they are the biggest misfits that ever missed a fit…and they are perfect. Like I said, for their kind of group there is a precedent of making successful hero groups. And maybe because I think it’d be interesting. I am taking a bit of a gamble but…it can’t get worse for this world, and it’s a gamble worth taking. I don’t know if it is something subconscious in my powers guiding me to make this decision, maybe experience that guides my instincts. But anyhow, let us see what they can do.

The city was white and pristine looking. Everyone walked around in the same pristine white uniforms, no one showing emotions as they went trough their daily lives, constantly checking time as to keep to the rigid schedule enforced. Drones fly around the city checking out, electronic billboards and screens displaying the symbol of Empire of Stability Ordenium, their overlords.

The troops patrolled in their hover vehicles. Not all of them were armored up, some were in white bodysuits with blue accents, showing their true faces. They had elven ears, black sclarae; but their skins, eyes and hair were a variety of colors. Though the soldiers, male, female or in between had shaved heads, their commanders had let their hair grow out a bit but still in regulated styles.

“Please, I beg you, they are still children, they don’t know better.” An older man said as he stood in between two young teens and some Ordenium troops. The kids weren’t in worker’s uniform and were in colorful casual clothes. They were also standing in front of a graffiti mural that didn’t speak in a flattering way to the Ordenium.

A group of Ordenium soldiers surrounded them. They wore the trademark white militaristic bodysuits. One person had one with more ornate bronze accents to signify a higher rank and had long white hair tied in several tails, appearing as a pretty boy. His gray eyes were piercing and cold. “They sure are young…Though not that young that they aren’t aware of what they did. They deliberately disrespected the glorious Empire. The one whom brought peace and order to your world. Such disrespect cannot go unpunished.”

“Take me instead. I should have looked out for them after their parents…I failed. So do not harm them.” The old man begged as he bowed.

“Gramps, no!” one of the kids, a girl in a yellow hoodie said. Her brother was speechless and crying.

“Admirable that you wish to protect your kin. Noble even…though you are not the one that committed the crime. So you won’t pay. Aside from the fact seeing the punishment we inflict on the true culprits.” The commander said as he eyed the children, whom hugged each other, they were crying but at the same time tried to look defiant.

“Commander Nautil, I think they are still young enough that they can be molded in…” one of the troops, a female member with gray skin and pink eyes said. The commander turned around and she flinched under his gaze.

“Private Limuli, I advise you not speak out of turn again. You are new so I’ll give you a warning, but do not interfere. This sector is under my command and what I say, goes.” The commander said. “Though this may be a learning moment for you newbies. That we cannot allow to let up against ingrates. One cog in the machine that is our glorious order fails, and it can fall apart. So that we have to act without prejudice. It is harsh, but necessary.”

Limuli gulped as Nautil approached the children. “NO!” the old man said as he tried to tackle Nautil but he was backhanded and he was at the feet of the children, whom immediately tended to their grandfather. “Shame, he could have gotten away with it, but he’ll be punished alongside the grandchildren…It didn’t have to be that way.” Nautil said in a voice of fake concern and sadness.

“And it won’t be!” a voice said as Nautil turned around…Only to be hit by something in the face by something and sent staggering back. “And…home-run!” the culprit was a young woman. She wore baggy black pants, bare feet with geta sandals. She wore a black jacket around her shoulders like a cape, and a matching hat. She had long dark blue stringy hair, gray eyes like a thunderstorm, piercings in her lower lip. She didn’t wear much else, her forearms, lower legs and chest bound by bandages, showing her muscular physique, cleavage from her impressive breasts and rock hard abs. She carried a baseball bat, which was currently held over her shoulder to make her look dangerous. She was a hot bancho woman.

Limuli blinked and blushed as she saw the Earth woman. “Look at those abs! You can grind meat on those.”

“Head out of the gutter, private, help me up!” Nautil growled as his soldiers pulled him up. He rubbed his mouth and found a bit of blue blood on them. “You made me bleed…”

“I intended to cave your skull in, but you Ordenium fuckers are tougher then you look. Guess I shouldn’t hold back on my next swing.” The woman said.

“You defy the Ordenium, even worse than these little brats, but attacking an officer unprovoked while carrying out his duties.” Nautil growled.

“Blah, blah, blah!” the woman said as she moved her left hand like a sock puppet. “You are being a shitty person and a bully, and you don’t like when people fight back. No need to dress it up so flowery, shithead!”

“Who do you think you are?” Nautil asked.

“I’m Cho Bandou! But you can call me ‘OH SHIT!’ because that’s what you’re going to be shouting when I utterly kick your ass so hard you are spitting up your vertebra like a pez dispenser.” The woman said. Cho turned to the kids and old man. “Get out of here, now! I’m going to crack some skulls, don’t want yours to be among them by accident. By the way, like your style kids.” She said with a smile. “Just next time, remember that if you want to defy these guys, you either need these…” she flexed her bicep, giving both kids an acceleration of puberty. “…or these….” She pointed at her forehead. “…or both. Now scram.”

“Will you be okay? Your kindness is appreciated, but they are dangerous.” The old man asked.

Cho just chuckled. “So am I.” she said as she turned towards the Ordenium Troops as the old man and kids vanished. She lifted her baseball bat and pointed it at the troops. “So…whom wants to go a few rounds?” Limuli wanted to raise her hand but stopped halfway as she lowered her arm and looked at the ground blushing.

“You are going to pay, you little bitch. You were foolish to try and tackle a commander of the Ordenium on your own.” Nautil growled.

Cho just smirked. “Who says I’m on my own?” she smirked.

There was the honking of a car horn as suddenly a car flew from the street, caused most of the troops to jump aside and some to be run over…including Nautil though he was of a sturdy species so he survived that. The car made a turn and imprinted car tire marks on the asphalt as it came to a halt. Four people came out.

“Whose idea was it to let the old man drive?” a man came out and he looked a bit carsick. He had baggy pants and combat boots. He wore nothing up his upper torso aside a long sleeveless raincoat. He wasn’t shredded like Cho but he was still lean and muscular in his own way. He had a ridiculously big pompadour and large sunglasses. “He’s plastered all the time.”

“I’m the only one with a license.” An older man came out, with white shaggy hair and a white mustache. He wore an older, outdated boy school uniform and had a large bottle of sake in one hand.

“We really have no sense of self-preservation left, do we?” a girl in a sailor fuku uniform was next, with pink legwarmers, black fingerless gloves and long nails filed to resemble sharp claws. She had a medical patch over her left, eye, blonde hair in a ponytail and uneven side bangs, the longer bang and ponytail pink-tipped.

“The cupcakes made it, though!” a girl that was a gyaru bancho said. She had tanned skin, bleached blonde hair put up in a tail above her head. She wore a white torn t-shirt, and a pair of ripped black pants that she now wore like a dress. She had a heart and star under her amber eyes, on her cheeks and carried a platter with cupcakes on them.

Nautil got up and shrugged off the injuries from the run-in. “This is your crew? I am underwhelmed. More street trash.”

“Your face is trash!” the blonde Sukeban with eye patch said as she stuck out her tongue.

The pompadour guy sighed. “Banri, I like you as a friend but your insult game needs work.”

“Shut it, Gaki!” the eyepatch girl replied.

“Hey, the name’s Lapampa, don’t forget it.” Pompadour guy said.

The old man just took a swig of his sake bottle. “Do any of you remember that we got a job to do?”

“The old man is right!” Lapampa said.

“I got a name you know…Shion is not that difficult a name to remember.” The old man sighed.

“He’s right. Cupcake break!” the gyaru bancho girl said as she lifted her tray, a happy and giddy smile on her face. “I made lemon vanilla cupcakes.”

“That’s not what…Oh well, can’t resist those baked goods of yours, Cupcake.” Shion said as he and the others took some cupcakes.

“Ah…good as always, Cupcake.” Cho said as she devoured her in a few messy bites and licked her fingers.

“I aim to please. Hey, do you care for some too?” Cupcake asked the Ordenium troops.

They look at each other befuddled. Limuli wanted to step forward, but a glance from Nautil made her step back and fall back in line. “No, we don’t want any of you disgusting confectionaries. They are also not on the approved diet standards set by the Ordenium.” Nautil balked.

“Oh…so you signed your death warrant!” Cupcake said without losing her chipper tone.

“I had enough of your tomfoolery. You are a bunch of delinquents whom don’t know how to fall into line. You humiliated and attacked an officer of the Ordenium. You will pay.” Nautil said. “You will suffer. We came to this backwater mudball, we fixed this chaotic world, we brought you order and a better way of life. And you still fail to appreciate what the Empire brings and the peace we created.”

“…The guy really loves to hear himself talk. Shall I claw his eyes out, Boss?” Banri asked with an eager grin and readying her long claw-like nails.

“Later. First to give him a piece of our mind. Ok, you space bishie bastard basic bitch!” Cho said as she pointed at Nautil with her bat.

“Well, I’d never…”

“You talk about peace and order but you know what it really is? Tyranny. You and those above you, those royals and superior officers you sucked off to get here are just imposing. The world wasn’t perfect but what you brought wasn’t any better, just replaced several small factions of political douchebags with a bigger army of douchebags…”

“Now see here…”

“And we are sick of looking at you. You are not welcome here. This is our world, our turf, and for as flawed as it is, you don’t have the right to put yourself in charge, bully, abuse and murder our people for your so called peace and touch yourselves to it to make you feel high and mighty. You know what you are? A bunch of cowards, all of you.”

Nautil now looked a reddish purple as he fumed in rage.

“What’s up, you whack ass space elf?” Lapampa laughed. “Nothing to say.”

“Oh, it is so hot when the boss talks like that.” Banri said, as she looked at Cho in adoration and rubbed her legs together.

Shion chuckled. “That’s my little protegee for you. I drink to that.” He took another swig. Sure he drank to everything but it was the thought that counted.

“Yeah, you’re just a bunch of meanies. So shoo!” Cupcake said.

“You think you can just insult us to our faces? You think you can save these people, these filthy cockroaches? You think you can play the hero, that you can defeat us?”

“I’m no hero, and never claimed to be one. I know what I am, I am a delinquent. If someone stirs up trouble on my turf, I give them bigger trouble. The people on my turf get my protection because no one deserves to be under the thumb of shitheads like you. And if you plan to send us to hell…I’ll drag you down with me and use you to break my fall as we get there!”

“And I’ll follow you to hell and back, where ever you go, boss!” Banri said, determined.

“We are not dying here. I haven’t been able to surpass Cho yet. I will live out of sheer spite!” Lapampa growled.

“I am not young, but I am not going to fall behind to these younglings. I got plenty of fight in me left.” Shion said as he…you guessed it, took another swig.

“I cook up sweets, but I know how to cook up troubles. I’d happily make Hellfire baked cupcakes over your smoldering corpses!” Cupcake said as she punched the air.

Nautil gritted his teeth. “Armor up!” he said to his troops.

“They are just civilians, isn’t that overkill?” Limuli asked.

“That’s an order! We are going to make them suffer for their defiance!” Nautil said as he grabbed a key-like device and puts it in his wrist brace. Armor formed around him. Around his head formed a helmet shaped like a nautilus shell, mechanical tentacles as a sort of dreadlocks. A facemask and visor that looks like the beak of a cephalopod. Nautilus shells as chest armor and pauldrons, and smaller ones on the newly formed arm and knee armor. Spikes on his upper legs and arms as it formed light marine blue armor with the shells cream colored.

The Ordenium Troops did the same, even Limuli, though she was clearly reluctant though. They gained simpler armors, simple white armor around their forearms, lower legs and chest, plus a helmet shaped like a horseshoe crap. They wielded short spear weapons, of which the tips crackled with energy.

“Warshu Warriors, eliminate them!” he said.

“Don’t give in, we don’t submit in to bullies like them.” Cho said.

“I only submit to you, my love.” Banri said. They were ready to fight the overwhelming odds, just to give people a few more moments to get away. Though neither were afraid to die. After all, going down fighting against Ordenium would be a good death.

They suddenly heard roars in the air. Roars of prehistoric beasts, which caused fear to creep into the thoughts of the Warshu and Nautil…but it invigorated and enhanced the courage and determination of the bancho gang. Five colorful streaks shot through the air and towards them, and instinctively they grabbed it out of the air. Cho looked at the red glow in her hands, which turned into a belt buckle, a red amber crystal with an ankylosaurus inside. “Well, didn’t see that coming.”

“Brother…so this was yours?” Shion said as he looked in melancholy at the buckle with a blue amber containing a Liopleurodon.

“Weren’t these supposed to be destroyed? Or were they mere lost?” Lapampa asked, looking at the buckle with the green amber containing a Corythosaurus

“Well…pink is my color.” Banri said, holding a buckle with a pink amber containing a Therizinosaurus.

“Oh, how cute.” Cupcake said as she held a buckle with yellow amber. Inside the amber was a Quetzalcoatlus.

“Those things?” Nautil chuckled, before breaking out in an evil laugh. “Those were wielded by the previous generation of heroes. The so called Chouryuu Sentai Dinosaurger…the heroes of the world. We slaughtered them in their first fight, if they were the heroes this world had…no wonder we had to conquer it, they were going to fall apart anyways. But at least they were trained soldiers. You…you are just some trash from the streets.”

“You dare to talk about them. My brother was one of them…He gave everything…for this world!” Shion burned so much all signs of drunkenness seemed to vanish off him.

Cho looked at the Henshin devices. They were meant to be for heroes…but she wasn’t one, according to what she herself said. It would even the odds, but to become a Sentai…

She didn’t know the Henshin Devices reacted to their strong will. That they are better people than they give themselves credit for. Now, I can give a push…not influence them, but show them visions of those they held dear, to remind them what they fight for. And how they can have the power to do so.

Cho gains visions…of her as a young girl, at a baseball games, with her little bat. Smiling at the crowd where her father sat there with a camera and a thumbs up, and a mom whom cheered a little too loudly.

Banri saw herself in a moment of weakness, covering her bloody eye with her hand, and the other hand reaching out to the woman whom saved her, and made her strong. Her beloved Cho.

Shion remembered his brother…Shion was always the troublemaker, his brother was the one whom got his life together. He wished he had spent more time, a chance to make up.

Lapampa remembered the day he challenged Cho and was utterly defeated. Instead of rubbing it in, she encouraged him to get stronger and learn to back up his claims. It has been his driving force, from his greatest rival, and dearest friend.

Cupcake remembered a bakery with two women, her aunties, whom taught her to bake…she remembered the smell as if it was yesterday.

And all five had memories, the five of them together in their lair, enjoying themselves as friends.

Cho’s smirked grew wider. “So what if we aren’t worthy? I told you we know whom we are. We are delinquents, proud. No one tells us what to do. We do what we want, and if we want to use these, so what? We are going to do this…the bancho way! For us!” she raised the buckle in front of her.

“For love!” Banri said, raising her own.

Shion followed. “For family!”

Lapampa next. “For a dream!”

“To regain what’s lost!” Cupcake finished.

The buckles glowed as they shouted: “Bancho Change!” The ambers in the buckles glowed and the dinosaurs inside changed. They were still dinos, but they were now adorned in bancho paraphernalia and accessories.

Stormclouds formed overhead, and formed the faces of their totem dinosaurs: the Ankylosaurus, the Liopleurodon, the Quetzalcoatlus, the Therizinosaurus and the Corythosaurus. Lightning in their respective color rained down and impacted the heroes. They didn’t scream in pain, they shouted out in ecstasy, their screams mixing with the dinosaur roars. Amber and volcanic minerals formed around them, before glowing cracks appeared around them. They had initially appeared to transform into the Dinosaurger…But the transformation wasn’t done as they still crackled with energy. The standard dino design and lightning patterns weren’t enough. Accessories formed over them.

Cho’s red Ankylosaur Sentai suit now had a red version of the jacket cape and hat she wore, with bandages around the chest and arms, her baggy pants and sandals. Her baseball bat has turned into a kanabo. “The Bancho Boss Bitch! Ankylo Bancho! Cho Bandou!” she said as she posed with her kanabo bat over her shoulder, one hand down the pocket of her pants.

Banri’s pink Therizinosaur themed outfit came with a sailor fuku uniform, her right leg still having a legwarmer, and black belts around her other leg. Her black fingerless gloves she had still, but long metallic claws on her fingers. Her visor was adorned with her eyepatch, and long ribbons dangling from the sides of her helmet. “The Sukeban love warrior! Therizino Bancho! Banri Sukegawa!” she readied her claws and struck a feral pose.

Lapampa was in a green Corythosaurus themed Sentai suit. Though the head crest has changed shape to resemble his pompadour while still resembling a dino head crest, and the visor looked like his sunglasses. And his sleeveless longcoat over it, now a darker green. “The scrappy troubleshooter! Corytho Bancho! Lapampa!” Lapampa made overexaggerated movements, thrusting his hips forward and throwing his head back.

Shion was in a blue Liopleurodon themed Sentai suit. Now it wore the vest of his uniform and the eyes on the helmet were now a cross and a swirl, invoking his own drunk-like nature. “The Drunken Boxer from Hell! Liopleur Bancho! Shion Onumi!” He stumbled for a bit but made it look like a martial arts move. Kirin Ranger would be proud.

Finally Cupcake in her Yellow Quetzalcoatlus Sentai Suit. But her white shirt and ripped pants, and black bootsies were over it. Even her face markings carried over to the helmet. “Sweet as baked goods, but sour when cross. Quetzal Bancho! Kanako Sawa…but please, call me Cupcake!” she said as she made a heart with her hands, and stood on one leg.

“Little bitches beware, get in our way…be ready to be fucked up! Hikoryu Sentai…” Cho began.

The five of them posed as they all said: “Banchosaurger!” colorful explosions went off behind them.

Nautil blinked for a few moments. “New accessories or not, you will still fall before us. Warshu, attack!” The troops pulled their weapons and charged, and so did the Banchosaurger.

Cho started off strong, punching a first Warshu, shattering their helmet before slamming her fist in his stomach, planting him into the ground. She kicked him right into another Warshu. Another came close but she swung her kanabo bat that sent them flying into a few others. She jumped up in the air, slammed her weapon into the ground and created a huge shockwave, that cracked the ground, sent cars and rubble flying, as well as a horde of Warshu.

Banri shot across the battlefield with great speed. She was a blur…we pause at certain moments to see her land the blows. A boot to one’s face, shattering their visor and knocked them down. Another as a claw slashing across their chest and tearing off the chest armor. Another headbutted in the stomach. A group surrounded her. We cut to a black screen with white flashes that emulate her claws. When the black screen is gone, we see the armor shattering on the troops, and bloody gashes across their body, before they fall down.

Lapampa kicked a Warshu in the nuts. “That’s fighting dirty!” they said in a higher pitched tone.

“That’s fighting smart!” He said as he slammed their face into his knee. He ducked under a swipe of another, grabbing their ankles and dragging them to the ground before kicking them in the stomach. He held his hand in front of his visor, and boomerang cutter shaped like his headcrest and glasses appeared in his hand. He threw it in the distance and it cut down several troops before it returned to him. “That’s two dozen down, boss! How about that!”

“Not bad, I took down three dozen…make that four!” Cho said.

“Drat, still haven’t caught up. But I will, I will surpass you one day, you’ll see!” Lapampa said.

Cho chuckled. “That’s the spirit, keep working hard, Laps!”

Cupcake was a sweetheart. But she was still a bancho and a sentai. She was a bit shorter than her teammates or the Warshu, but she charged in, and launched several lightning speed punches on the first before uppercutting them and shooting into the stratosphere. She pulled out a weaponized yo-yo. It shot forward, hitting one Warshu in the chest, as it spins in space and grinds onto the armor before it breaks apart. “I call this walk the dog!” The yo-yo shut upwards and shattered the helmet and left the Warshu with a bloodied face as they fell down. She shot her yo-yo at another, wrapped it around their neck and swung them around, using them as a bludgeon to knock down other Warshu.

Shion’s drunken fighting style made sure the Warshu couldn’t determine what Shion would do next. He appeared to trip only to charge into a Warshu. He stumbled out of the way of a second, jumped on his back and used his head as a bongo. He leaned back, swung himself around in a circle, legs still wrapped around the Warshu, as he pulled out two Liopleurodon-themed Jaw blades and slashed at the other Warshu. When he jumped off he took a swig of his sake bottle…then belched a blue flame from his mouthpiece that engulfed the Warshu.

Limuli charged at Cho, whom just held up one hand and kept her at arm’s length as she flailed helplessly. She tore off the helmet, before looking the Warshu in the eye: “Don’t start a fight if your heart isn’t behind the cause you are fighting for.” Limuli just stared at her. She just dropped down on her back, pretending to be defeated. “Clever girl.” Cho said as she moved down more Warshu.

“Useless troops! They are just delinquents, street punks, gutter trash. Do I have to do anything mysef?” Nautil fired projections of the shells on his armor as projectiles. The heroes used their weapons to deflect or destroy these. He curled up and was engulfed into the projection of a larger spiked nautilus shell as he rolled at the heroes.

“Taste this, you calamari-ass bitch!” Cho swung her bat, and it collided with the rolling shell. Sparks flew as they tried to overpower each other. However, Cho won out and the shell cracked and Nautil was sent flying.

Mid-air, he was wrapped up by Cupcake in her yo-yo and swung around before being thrown at the ground. Shion and Banri jumped and slashed him several times mid-air before jumping on top of him and kick him down with their feet. As he landed, Lapampa jumped on his chest and started to surf on him across the ground as he delivered punch after punch before he jumped off.

Nautil, his armor damaged and from his cracked visor a single mad and bloodshot eye visible. “No…I won’t lose…to filthy cockroaches like you!”

“You know what they say about Cockroaches…they don’t die easy.” Cho said. “Let’s finish him off.” She raised her hand.

Around her, Lapampa and Banri’s forearms formed an armored gauntlet. “Dino Fist!”

Around Cupcake and Shion’s legs formed an armored boot. “Dino Kick!” they said.

“Banchosaur Eruption!” They all shouted. Cho punched the ground with a single fist. Lapampa put his hands together and slammed them into the ground. Banri dragged her claws, whom stuck out through her gauntlet, along the ground. Shion stomped the ground, while Cupcake kicked at the ground. From each of their blow, a crack appeared across the ground in their respective color, which glowed like magma. The cracks converged under Nautil as he is engulfed in multicolored lava from below and there was an explosion. The heroes turned their backs to pose for it and said: “Ass-Kicking complete!”

Nautil was alive, but battered, bruised, bloody, burned. He held his transformation key. He was running on sheer spite at this point. “We are…not done…Call in the Mechross!”

“But commander, such big weapons for these five…in a populated area. The innocent people, our troops…they may get caught in the crossfire.” Limuli argued.

“I don’t care how many of them die as long as these five are among them! Mechross! Dispense!” he shouted.

Several of the sleek white airships arrived on the scene and turned into humanoid mechs. Several surviving Warshu, including a defeated looking Limuli, took place behind the wheel. Nautil had a wicked grin as he inserted his key in the control panel and his mecha turned into a copy of his armored form. “Now I’ll crush them like the insects they are.”

“Guy doesn’t know when to quit, does he?” Lapampa said.

“And unlike with you, it isn’t endearing, just annoying.” Cho said. “Mh…didn’t these powers come with mecha? If the Morphers are intact, maybe the mecha survived?” They heard thunderous roars, the same ones they heard when they got their changers. “I was right.”

The ground split open with a volcanic eruption as a mechanical red Ankylosaur crawled out. It had also changed like the Sentai outfit to fit the bancho vibe, wearing a hat like Cho, and his tail now looking like her kanabo bat. Cho jumped on top of his head. “AnkyloBoss!”

Stormclouds formed into the sky as a mechanical Quetzalcoatlus appeared in a flash of thunder and lightning, her face adorned with the heart and star cupcake also has. Cupcake flew up and landed on its head. “QuetzalJetter!”

At the beach there was a tidal wave as the blue Liopleurodon mecha leaped out and swam through the air. His eyes matched the cross and swirl eyes now on the helmet of Liopleur Bancho. It picked up Shion as it flew by, as the Blue Sentai sat on his head. “LiopleurMarine!”

Something, a pink blur, was bouncing off the rooftops in an almost ninja-like fashion. It stopped long enough to lower its hand so Banri could get on it and be lifted on top of the head, of a pink Therizinosaurus mech, adorned with a sailor fuku collar and ribbons. “TheriziSlasher!”

The last shot from the forest with a roar. Lapampa hollered in joy as he climbed on its leg as it passed by, before crawling all the way on top of a green mechanical Corythosaurus, whom now had sunglasses not unlike his own. “CorythoHoller!”

“Mechross! Attack!” The giant Nautil mech pointed and the other standard Mechross shot forward.

“So…You want to help me fuck these fuckers up?” Cho asked her new mechanical steed. The roar it let out was all she needed to know. “Well them, have a go, partner!” AnkyloBoss turned around more quickly then you’d expect from a large mecha like that and swung its tails, knocking a Mechross through the air, and as it landed it exploded.

QuetzalJetter was chased by a Mechross in jet mode into the sky, avoiding its shots. It fled in the clouds, where the Mechross jet  followed. They lost track of the giant flying mecha, until QuetzalJetter came in from above. In the sky and clouds, it reigned supreme, and reminded the Mechross and their pilot as its beak pierces the cockpit and claws ripped out the engines, causing it to crash and explode outside the city.

CorythoHoller’s crest glowed and a crescent energy wave boomerang was shot from it and sliced into a mech, diagonally bisecting it. TheriziSlasher rushed down a second and did a Z-shaped slash to cut it into three. Both mechs collapsed in a pile and erupted in flame with the explosion.

LiopleurMarine grabbed another in its jaws. The mechanical beast trashed around like a feral dog and a chew toy, shaking so hard pieces of the mech flew in all direction before exploding in its jaws.

Nautil punched his console. “Useless, all of them…I’ll destroy them for sure.” He started to fire energy blasts in the shape of nautilus shells, missing the heroes but causing destruction across the city.

Limuli saw how mad Nautil has become. The words of Ankylo Bancho still rang in her ear. How she can’t fight for something if her heart isn’t behind it. This didn’t feel right. If they are creating order…why does it need so much destruction. She saw one of the blasts heading towards a children’s hospital…

“No!” she said as she jumped in the blast’s path, taking it as her mech exploded.

“Limuli…what was she thinking?” Nautil asked surprised.

“That was the children’s hospital…” Cho said. “No more destruction. We take him out of the city.”

“On it, boss!” Cupcake said, as QuetzalJetter swooped in, grabbed Nautil’s mech by the shoulders and flew him away.

“Hey, put me down…no, not like that!” Nautil’s mech was thrown on the floor unceremoniously.

“You claim to build a better tomorrow for your empire, but you are willing to destroy so much to get it, innocents, even your own. This is what I was saying all along. You are a fucking hypocrite!” Cho called out to Nautil. “And we are putting an end to you!”

“I don’t need to justify myself to you. You will perish and you will be one less obstacle for the Empire, the glory of Ordenium!” Nautil ranted.

“Yeah, he’s bat-shit crazy. Hey guys, how about we Gattai?” Cho asked.

Everyone was very eager to do that because it was incredibly awesome. “Banchosaur Gattai!” they all called out.

Ankyloboss flew up, retracting its legs. Its shell disconnected as did its tail. The armor loosened up in segements, so that it now looked like an armored cloak. LiopleurMarine and TheriziSlasher folded up to become arms, the latter’s claws becoming an clawed left hand, the former’s maws opening up and becoming the upper and lower armor for the right forearm. QuetzalJetter and CorythoHoller folded in a way their feet and tails become pointed feet, and their head became knee armor, as they formed the right and left lower legs. Ankyloboss’ head lowered to the chest, a humanoid head horned head popped out. In a flash of light a bancho hat and sunglasses appeared and the faceplate resembled a sharp-toothed grin. Ankyloboss’ tail became a kanabo bat weapon which it slung over its shoulder, as the armored vest connected to its back like a cape.

“Banchosaur King! Rampage!” the heroes called out.

“All you did is giving me one big target instead of five!” Nautil said as his mecha fired energy shots, but Banchosaur King just walked forward weathering it. He decided to lash with his mechanical tentacles. However, Banchosaur King held up its weapon, the spikes elongated and he lashed with it, wrecking the tentacles. Nautil decided to just close the gap and raise its fist for a punch.

“Banchosaur Punch!” Shion siad as the mecha’s fist connected with Nautil’s…and his entire forearm shattered into shrapnel.

“Banchosaur Kick!” Cupcake said as the Banchosaur King, being more agile then it looks, jumped up and delivers a spin kick that shatters the shell on its head.

Nautil now looked fearful. “…I’m fucked, am I?”

“Like you won’t believe!” Cho said. “Let’s put him down!”

“Banchosaur King! Bancho Breaker!” The five called out. Banchosaur King jumped up and charged energy into its bat.

Nautil looked on fearfully as he tried to eject, but the blow came faster then he thought, as soon as the weapon connected with the head of the mech, it crumpled like aluminum paper. Before he was crushed by the metal he shouted: “All hail Ordenium!” As he was crushed to death, the rest of his mech was crumpled soon after. Banchosaur King turned his back on the crushed mech, which exploded behind it. “Ass-kicking Complete!”

The kids they saved earlier and their grandfather had witnesses all this. The kids started to chant: “Banchosaurger! Banchosaurger! Banchosaurger!”  A few of the people didn’t dare to speak up…but several found their hope and spirit and joined into the chanting. Images and clips from the fight were shared with the world and around the world people were shouting the heroes’ names. Hope was slowly returning.

“We are being cheered for? Delinquents like us?” Cho said in amusement. “Kind of nice actually.”

“We did kick ass out there, that cannot be denied.” Lapampa said.

“Though…we defeated a small fry, others will come after us. Ordenium doesn’t like their order disrupted.” Shion said.

“They can try, but we kick their ass too. We are bancho and we bow down to no one!” Cho said.

“This calls for a celebration. Victory cupcakes!” Cupcake said as she pulled out another tray. “Cinnamon swirl cupcakes with frosting!”

“Don’t mind if I do.” Cho said as everyone dug in. “Don’t know what tomorrow brings, but I’m ready for it. I do feel pretty awesome about it, though.”

“You think that…we can take this all the way to the end? Until Ordenium is defeated for good?” Cupcake asked. “It may sound a bit hopeful…”

“I don’t doubt it.” Cho chuckled. “I got you guys, and I feel I can take on the world. So let those hoity toity dictators and their little ass-kissing toadies come. We crush them. If they think we will just roll over…I only roll over when I get on top of Banri…”

“TMI!” Shion said quickly.

“I like it when she tops me.” Banri said as she blushed and giggled.

“Oh, I’ll do a lot more to you than that. You were hot as fuck when fighting out there and now I am going to introduce you to a world of pleasure when we get home.” Cho said as she cupped Banri’s chin as she vibrated in place and let out a high pitched squeal on delight.

“That’s why you put a sock on the door.” Cupcake noted.

“They never removed that sock after the first time.” Lapampa sighed.

Well, I was right. They took to the powers. And I foresee a great future for them. I can’t really predict it, but I see possibilities. And what possibilities. I think that world is in good hands. In hands of unusual heroes, but damn good ones.

But they aren’t the only ones whom found themselves. If you are worried for poor Limuli. She turns out fine.

Limuli has barely survived the destruction of her mech, managing to get out in time. She had removed her old uniform and weapon and dumped it in a trash can. She now has switched to human clothing, and a cloak with hood to disguise herself. She knew she cannot go back to Ordenium. But to be fair, she had grown disenchanted. She looked up at the distance where Banchosaur King stood. “Thanks, for showing me the way. I hope I can continue to travel the right road!” she muttered as she pulled up her hood and ran away.

The multiverse is a vast place. Different possibilities. Different Sentai, but still sentai. Maybe I’ll tell more about their tale one day. Maybe I tell another Sentai or my fellow God Queen tell about what they’ve seen. But no matter how you slice it, it’s heartwarming and inspiring to see that no matter the world, Henshin heroes stand strong. And it is why I tend to love my job as a Multiverse Queen. I hope you join me or my fellow Queens next time, for more of these tales.

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'My name is Natsumi Hikari, Kamen Rider Kivala, God-Queen of the Riderverse.'

'I am an overseer and champion of the Driver Grid, the component of the Henshin Grid connecting all Kamen Riders and rider-like individuals. I watch over countless realities, from universes, timelines to other dimensions.'

'It is my duty to watch over my fellow Riders, but unfortunately, it is not always a happy task...'

'Many Riders are born...not from happy beginnings, unfortunately.'

'It is often said Riders are failed monsters, and there are reasons for that. Not only do we often share origins with those we fight, at least in terms of powers, but we often come from tragic beginnings that would turn many into monsters.'

'A lot of us can move past those, to let our inner hope outshine most if not all the darkness within us.'

'A lot of us also struggle with that more than others, to the point we deny ourselves happiness.'

'I often have to watch as Riders put themselves through the ringer more than they need out of some need for penance. I wish I could interfere, I truly do, but a lot of the time I cannot, for it would go against the non-interference clause we have to abide by, to let the heroes develop.'

'Such as this case...Kitsua and Naruhina Ninea, both known as Kamen Rider Kyurama.'

'Two sisters, from two timelines.'

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It was nighttime on this planet, one owned by the Youkaliens, a Hegemony of intergalactic enslavers.

This particular planet was one that willingly joined the Hegemony.

Kyurama never understood that.

She knew of planets that felt they had to join the Hegemony for their own safety.

Coercion.

But to join them completely willingly?

It was absurd.

Still, if this was the case here, nothing she could do until she took down the Hegemony itself.

If there were any people who did want to be freed, she'd help, of course.

Still, she had heard of some shady business going on here. Some people had gone missing, and a call had been sent out.

A call for Kyurama.

She'd normally be suspicious considering this came from a planet that willingly joined the Hegemony, but given the details of this she had to investigate.

The pitch black silhouette of the kitsune perched on top of a rooftop against the moon, eyes glowing as she watched people go about their daily lives, enjoying their festival.

A nyeko kid's ears perked as she walked with her parents, looking up to the rooftop, only to see nothing.

"What's up?" Her big sister, Nyekaba, asked, a vibrant shade of blue with silver-white stripes along her svelte body, with red-pink eyes and nose and claws, tail wagging in a pink kimono with red trimming, a magenta skirt, with white flower patterns on the kimono and skirt, with white socks and red sandals.

"You not hear that?" The little sister, Nyukuba, with similar colors except a bit brighter in the blue but with a more platinum set of stripes, with pink colored eyes, and a similar outfit but with a magenta top, red skirt and pink trimming, pointing to the rooftop.

Nyekaba narrowed her eyes, focusing her ears.

...

She smiled.

"I think something good will happen." She told her little sister.

"You think!?" Nyukuba asked excitedly.

Nyekaba nodded. "I think so."

"You...think we'll find mama and papa?" Nyukuba asked, uncertain but wanting to have hope.

It'd been a bit since they disappeared, some months, and despite their best efforts, even with Uchuhage and some magics, they couldn't find them.

"..." Nyekaba looked to the rooftop, then smiled at her sister, nodding

She could smell a good thing.

Or rather, a good someone.

---

Somewhere else in the Japanese-esque town, as people of all shapes and sizes walked about, at stands, concessions, and other sorts of things walked, talked, ate, and much more, something sinister was afoot.

No one knew, but others more sensitive to this, like some of the nobles, particularly kamitsune, could smell something was off.

One kamaitachi, however, wasn't gonna let whoever this was messing with em mess up their fun.

"Hey y'all!" Shouted said beautiful kamaitachi to her floating camera, making a peace sign, a stream several at the festival were watching on their phones/equivalent thereof. "It's your fav Sickla! Now I know there's been a lot of commotion about the disappearances lately, some of us even feel it tonight. But I just wanted to make sure all of us knew, it's gonna be ok! Everyone's hard at work figuring this out, and we'll keep all of you safe!"

Sickla was a slender pink-furred kamaitachi Youkalien with a svelte, sleek figure and soft, smooth, shiny fur. She's very quick, and very good at bending and twisting her body and squeezing it through spaces it didn't look like she could. She had sickle-shaped cyan laser claws that could cut through just about anything she put her mind to. Short soft cyan hair grew from her head with a sickle-shaped hair ornament like a crest. She had pink-colored eyes and cute sharp fangs.

She was wearing a soft puffy yellow jacket with several corporate logos from her sponsors and patches from her favorite planets, Youkalien families, and her own house decorating it. It was open at front, revealing her perky breasts. Lots of earrings in one ear, with a few studs on her face and facial markings that bring out her eyes and nose. She had short yellow shorts that were tight and showed off her rear, especially with a hole for her long, sleek tail ending in a sickle blade, several belts wrapped around it. She had sickle-shaped laser toe claws and lots of charm bangles on her wrists and ankles.

She wasn't from a particularly wealthy or notable Youkalien house but had made her fame through being a very popular streamer and social media influencer.

And Kamicutti (the Youkalien’s kamaitachi guardian deity) knew they could use all the happiness they could get.

"Are you sure this is a wise idea?" A kamitsune, orange with brown ear tips, body and facial markings, and blue eyes with 8 tails and wearing a light blue, teal trimmed, white magatama flower patterned kimono with similar stockings, detached sleeves, and shoes asked.

"Why not?" Sickla asked, beaming.

"For all we know, this perpetrator could be targeting anyone. Why don't you come with us inside, y'know, with guards?"

"Magigi," Sickla kissed her forehead, causing the noble to blush. "I got this. I mean you see these girls?" She flexed her laser claws on her fingers. "Besides, if it's a kaijin or something, usually means there's a henshin hero on the way, and if not, we have plenty of guys to deal with it."

"But Sickla," Her lover asked, worriedly. "I really-"

"It'll be fine." Sickla told her, sheathing her claws, cupping her cheeks. "Don't worry. Besides, we need all the happiness we can get. People are scared, and they need something to help lift their spirits."

...

Magigi smiled, nodding. "Carry on."

Sickla kissed her, grinning and going back to streaming as she went throughout the festival.

Magigi blushed, touching her lips. "I'm a kamitsune, why do I get like this around her...?"

"Because you liiiiiiiike her~" One of her maids teased.

"You know I can punish you for that, right?" Magigi puffed her cheeks.

"REALLY!?" Her maid asked eagerly.

Magigi facepalmed. "Right, I forget who I'm talking to."

Somewhere in town square, Nyekaba and Nyukuba, walked to a giant cake as several Uchuhage were stationed around, several Youkaliens and other species gathering around for the sight of the festival's heart, the main activity.

A parade float was above of a fox intertwined with a serpent.

On the stage with the cake, a familiar pink kamaitachi got on stage, Nyekaba squeaking and covering Nyukuba's eyes.

"Oi! What's going on?" Nyukuba protested.

"Nothing, nothing!" Nyekaba looked up at the sight of the streamer.

'Oh fuck I'm like several feet away from her oh gods she's so pretty holy-' Nyekaba blushed profusely at her idol.

The neko was indeed a huge fan and follower of the kamaitachi, always making sure to tune in for her streams. However, due to how...unmodest she can be, she makes sure never to let her sister catch sight of her.

Once she calmed down enough, she narrowed her eyes.

It seemed she had, albeit hurriedly, put on some sarashi or top of some kind under her coat.

That was something at least.

She sighed in relief, hands moving away.

Nyukuba looked up to her sister. "What was that about?"

"I'll tell you when you're older..." Nyekaba sighed.

"Is that the pretty lady you're always watching streams of when I'm asleep?"

The older neko thought she heard glass shatter as her pupils dilated. "W-w-whatever do you mean?"

"I don't see it but I hear you watching it. You should get some headphones."

Nyekaba facepalmed.

"Heyo boys, girls, nobis and others!" Sickla called out happily, lots of people cheering her name. "Now some of you might know me, but for those who don't, my name's Sickla! I'm a popular streamer on the extranet and I've been asked to make an appearance to celebrate one of our many holidays about love! In particular, a holiday celebrating the first time us Youkaliens made contact with the Pythonians, who taught us VERY much about love, more than even we knew! Now while a lot have not been accepting of our ways, lots have become our faithful friends, slaves, and in a lot of cases," She did a fake whisper gesture. "More than a lot would care to admit~"

A lot of people laughed.

"Our masters and mistresses!" She continued. "They've helped us gain a lot of true friends and lovers both with them and other peoples! And I don't think I'm alone in thinking we've helped one another grow in many ways, and we wouldn't be where we are without em. Now I regret to inform you my lovely lady Magigi is being safeguarded due to recent events that're the cause for the increased security. So I'm stepping in! I know a lot of us have felt very scared about recent events, and wondering what happened to many of our loved ones, but I'm here to assure you, we ARE working on it, and I know that's not helpful to hear, but I promise you it's better than nothing. Someone once told me, a smile is a powerful tool, and as long as you're smiling, whether on the outside or inside, you're strong, and I believe by giving us the strength to smile, we can pull through whatever is trying to hurt us. I've seen it happen with so many people, whether civilians, leaders, or even the great many superheroes we have in existence! So let's do them and our loved ones proud, and pull through here, ya with me?"

This speech seemed to reinvigorate the crowd, Nyekaba smiling widely.

This...this was why she loved her...

Nyukuba looked up at her sister's face, smiling widely at how happy she looked.

Thunder sounded up in the air.

"..." Sickla narrowed her eyes. "Cake protected?" She asked a tetsuoni general.

"Aye!"

A forcefield around the food flickered.

"Good."

Flashes of lightning in the clouds forming overhead along this city block appeared in purple and blue.

"Everybody, evacuate!" Sickla called out, before the ground trembled. "Below-!?"

A massive blast of two-colored lightning SHOT up from underground.

...

The fox ninja's ear twitched, her nose picked up a scent.

She turned to the city block, and her eyes narrowed, hopping from the rooftop she was on.

...

Sickla was on the stage, having lost her footing, coughing as she blinked through the smoke, getting up as she saw a silhouette in the smoke.

"Hiya, everyone." A feminine voice spoke.

"Mind if we..." A male voice continued.

"Join the party...!?" Both voices spoke as the smoke cleared...and revealed a kaijin.

It was a two-headed hermaphrodite cat monster, which had an androgynous figure with modest breasts but something in their pants - not that you'd see it, of course. Half the body was blue, and the other half purple, with opposite-colored stripes on each half. The blue half was slightly more muscular than the purple and having a large metal tiger head pauldron with lightning bolt spikes on the sides, chains stretching out to wrap around the torso and between the breasts. The muscular blue arm had chains wrapped around it and a huge metal gauntlet with the kanji for "storm" on the knuckle embossed with lightning bolts. Metal cups were on the breasts with lightning bolts radiating from them, more "storm" kanji and chains extending to wrap around their shoulders. Her right forearm had chains, some of which trailed to the ground with lightning bolt-shaped hooks dangling from them.

They had a gray waist cape resembling storm cloud. Chains hung down over the front with more lightning hooks. A storm cloud cloak was clasped on the purple half. She had clawed feet with broken chains on ankles. Two tails were chained together, each of which possessed a forked tip with storm clouds on the end. They had collars with lightning bolt spikes chained together. Purple head was feminine with long flowing hair like a storm cloud, while the blue head possessed a storm cloud mane, hair in opposing colors. The blue head had one lightning-shaped horn, the purple head two. They each had snarling faces, long fangs, and lightning tattoos on opposing eyes, with the other eyes white.

Ninekoni the Arashiki - Storm Demon

Nyakaba coughed, looking to her sister. "Nyu...you ok?"

Nyukuba looked up, protected by her sister. "Nyeah...you?"

Nyakaba nodded, looking back to see their attacker-

Her eyes widened, pupils dilated as she stared in horror at the faces.

Twisted, distorted, wrong, but...

"...No..." She muttered.

"What is it-" Nyukuba asked before her sister hid her eyes, holding her close.

"It can't be it can't be nononono it can't be..." Nyakaba muttered. 'Mom...dad?'

Sickla's narrowed her eyes at her foe, unsheathing her laser claws, taking on a challenging grin. "It's rude to come in without asking~" She quipped, fearless in the face of danger.

Ninekoni grinned, tilting their heads.

"Kamaitachi..." The feminine voice spoke.

"You think you can beat..." The male one continued.

"The both of us? A kamaitachi over a neko?" They chorused.

"As long as someone can smile, even on the inside, there's always hope." Sickla grinned.

"Let's put," The woman spoke.

"That theory," The male.

"TO THE TEST!" Both shouted, calling forth purple-blue lightning to shoot at her, only for her to dodged under it, barely not singing her hair as she dashed at it, slashing at her foe, scraping the armor.

Ninekoni clawed at her, Sickla deflecting it with her claws, slashing back, the kaijin blocking with their chain gauntlets, the two slashing at one another, blades becoming blurs, all the while, others looked on as Sickla kept up her smile.

The kaijin was impressed, grinning at their foe.

"You fight hard..." The female half spoke.

"For an ordinary kamaitachi...!" The male continued.

"Even someone ordinary can achieve great things." Sickla spoke confidently. "Why do you think so many stories star those kinds of people!?" She grinned as she got a good slash in at their chest armor, which glowed.

"So it seems," The female spoke.

"But even so," The male continued. "You are,"

"NO HENSHIN HERO!" They chorused bringing their claws back and swiping at her, Sickla jumping out of the way, somersaulting and performing an axe-kick with her foot claws, scratching their necks.

As she landed she swiped UP, energy trails forming from her fast attack, knocking them back before they used the momentum and swung a kick at her face, knocking her into a building.

And several.

Sickla dug her claws into the ground, grinning still, to the onlookers' astonishment, dashing forward, leaping all around and dodging the lightning attacks, clawing at the two faces of her foe, who blocked with their claws, swiping at her, Sickla limboing and head butting them.

The two faces grunted, grinning like they found a most delicious piece of food.

"Oh, you will do nicely...~" They spoke.

"For what?" Sickla asked with a confident sneer. "Cause if it's a beauty pageant, my future sister-in-law's got that covered." She giggled.

That kamitsune her brother was in love with. Another thing they had in common.

If only he'd just yokai up and confess already.

And she swore she'd live to see that.

Ninekoni giggled. "Did you ever wonder, where those people had gone?" They tilted their heads.

Sickla narrowed her eyes.

"Why don't you ask the kitty over there?" The kaijin pointed over towards Nyekaba.

Sickla turned to the neko...

Then her eyes widened.

...They couldn't possibly...

Disappeared...

And now this woman who looked like she was shielding what looked to be her sister from the sight...

She looked back towards Ninekoni.

"Oh, Nyekabaaaaaaaaa~" The two heads chorused. "Is that any way to greet family!?"

Nyukaba's eyes widened. "S-sis, who is-"

"DON'T LOOK!" Nyakaba hugged her close, burying her face. "DON'T FUCKING LOOK DO YOU HEAR ME!?" She cried desperately.

"Oh come now," Ninekoni stepped forward. "Come and say hi to mama and papa-"

Sickla stepped in front of them. "No way in hell am I letting you touch them." She growled.

"Aw, how unsightly," Ninekoni pushed their cheeks up in a mocking smile. "Where's your smile, young hero?"

"Oh I'm smiling," Sickla told them. "On the inside, cause I know I'm going to beat you."

"Can you afford to? You promised everyone would see their loved ones again," Ninekoni snapped their fingers, and suddenly several humanoid beings, Uchuhage but with motifs of light storm clouds, skulls, and chains, along with each having an individual motifs evident in their faces...

That being the faces of those kidnapped.

"So what's it gonna be, hero?" Ninekoni asked. "Their smiles, or their lives?"

Sickla narrowed her eyes, closing, and taking a deep breath.

She then opened them, claws glowing.

Ninekoni looked in hunger, the two about to lunge at each other-

BAM!

A shockwave erupted .

...

(TIMELINE A)

A mysterious black and orange figure about the height of Sickla kicked the kaijin square in the chest, sending them FLYING BACK.

...

(TIMELINE B)

A black and orange figure a little shorter than Sickla caught the claws of the kaijin, ducking under Sickla's swipe, using the momentum of her foe to swing them around, Sickla getting the message and moving under so that the figure could throw the kaijin far away into a sturdy wall.

...

(BOTH TIMELINES)

Sickla panted, looking at her savior. "Wh-who are-" Her eyes widened as she recognized the uniform.

Most especially the device around her waist.

Her belt was an orange hexagonal shaped Driver with images of foxes engraved onto the sides with flame marks that also represented nine tails and a screen in the middle. There was a slot on the right-hand side with a black scroll with orange trimming, little statue of foxes making up either end of it inserted, the screen showing a silhouetted image representing her form, with an empty slot on the left-hand side.

...

(TIMELINE A)

The figure was wearing a black bodysuit with orange claw patterns along it. She had a black helmet with fox ears, a face plate, curve marks on the faceplate, and visors. Orange trimming was on the fox ears, faceplate, curve marks, and visors, ear inners, a circular mark on her forehead, and fox nose. She had on a black sleeveless kimono, with thin black armor under it on the chest and abs, back plate, and armor along her six fox tails. Orange flame patterns were on the kimono, along the armor, and flame-like trimming on the tails. Thin black armor was along the arms with orange flame patterns along the edges and orange fox claws. Thin black armor was along the legs with orange flame patterns along the edges and orange fox claws. She also had on an orange necklace with jewelry designed after flames and alien characters.

...

(TIMELINE B)

The woman was in a black bodysuit with orange flame patterns along it, a black helmet with fox ears, face plate, curve marks on the faceplate, and visors. Orange trimming was on fox ears, faceplate, curve marks, and visors, ear inners, a circular mark on her forehead, and fox nose. A black vest was incorporated into the suit modelled after a kimono with orange flame trimming and highlights along it and armor under it with similar colors and patterns. Thin black armor plating was along her legs and under the sleeves of her vest with orange flaming trimming accenting her legs. She had similar boot and glove armor with orange claws. Six black fox tails with flexible armor and orange flame patterns grew from her rear. She also had an orange-black flowing scarf covered in alien characters.

(BOTH TIMELINES)

The black and orange figure looked back at her, and she could just tell...she smiled.

She gave a thumbs up to her, her right visor "blinking" in a wink.

Sickla grinned happily, nodding.

Nyekaba looked up, eyes widened as she and everyone else stared.

Here their unexpected savior was.

And she was also their greatest outlaw.

Nyekaba grinned happily.

She got the call...

She answered...

Just like it was promised she would.

"What's happening?" Her sister asked.

Nyekaba sniffed, wiping her eyes. "A hero. A hero has come."

Nyukaba grinned happily.

Nyekaba smiled at the sight. 'Kyurama...'

Kyurama looked up and down at Sickla, as if eyeing her up.

Not like that.

Ok a bit but mainly to make sure-

"I can fight." Sickla nodded.

Kyurama smiled, holding out a hand, Sickla taking it and standing straight up next to her.

The two fighters glared at the two headed neko kaijin.

Ninekoni got off the ground, grinning as they saw their target.

"Hello, Kyurama." Their voices echoed with electric joy. "Guess it's my turn to play with you.~"

"All these kaijin are possessed." Sickla explained to Kyurama. "Can we save them?"

Kyurama looked to her, nodding with no hesitation, only a confident look on her.

Sickla grinned. "Then that's all we need."

The two got into stances.

"Alright, then...LET'S PARTY!" Ninekoni yelled out, DASHING forth.

"HERE WE GO!" Sickla shouted.

...

(TIMELINE A)

Kyurama ignited her right fist with a flame as Sickla's left hand crackled with electricity.

Both shoved their hands forward, a flaming punch and static claw meeting the kaijin, who caught both, the eyes of both heroes flashing as they put MORE power into it, BLASTING them and all the dark Uchuhage back.

...

(TIMELINE B)

Kyurama limboed under the lunging neko, grabbing their legs with her tails and swinging them around Sickla digging her claws into them before jumping, Kyurama swinging them around to knock out all the dark Uchuhage, before SLAMMING them into the ground, Sickla flipping into the air to stab her claws into the chest plate, leaving more marks.

...

(TIMELINE A)

Ninekoni growled, crackling with lightning as she sent it at the two heroes, Kyurama rushing forward and forming a shield with her tails as she spun, opening her shield and grabbing Sickla's hand and spin-throwing her into Sickla as the kamaitachi SLASHED at the purple face, Kyurama ducking under a lightning strike and flip-kicking the blue head, the two sending them high up into the air.

...

(TIMELINE B)

Kyurama spun as she slashed her blade at the blue head, Sickla swiping at the purple head, Ninekoni grabbing their arms, and slamming them to her sides, bouncing them off the ground as she went to get up, the two using their momentum to spin in midair, slamming their feet into her stomach, Sickla's claws digging into her stomach just as Kyurama's foot ignited, both sending her HARD into the wall, forming a crater out of the alien material, then SLAMMING the kaijin through.

The Storm Demon tumbled along through town.

Both heroes went after them, catching up quickly as Kyurama grabbed her ally's hand and shot flaming jets from her free hand, feet, and her tails, ROCKETING towards the Storm Demon, coating their fists in energy as the slammed them into the ground, bouncing them up into the air.

...

(TIMELINE A)

Kyurama's eyes flared with energy as she wordlessly clasped her hands, helping SPRING her ally up into the air and following her.

...

(TIMELINE B)

Kyurama bounced off of an overhead of a nearby restaurant, grabbing Sickla's hand again, bouncing up, Sickla grabbing the offered tail and SPINNING, throwing Kyurama towards their shared target and Kyurama shooting a grapnel hook towards her, the kamaitachi catching it and allowing herself to be flung upwards.

...

(BOTH)

The two heroes looked on as Ninekoni growled.

"Impressive." They spoke. "But don't get cocky now~"

She reached up towards the storm clouds, which rumbled before lightning SLAMMED into the ground, knocking away citizens, light and dark Uchuhage, among others...

And the winds and impact from that formed into a tornado, aided by purple-blue lightning swirling.

Sickla looked towards the bystanders.

Nobody seemed to be close enough to get caught up in it.

Wait, where was-

A scream was heard.

"SIS!"

And something awakened in Kyurama.

...

(TIMELINE A)

Kyurama saw Nyukuba being pulled in by that storming tornado along with several dark Uchuhage, and her eyes widened.

...

(TIMELINE B)

Kyurama watched as Nyekaba was pulled into the tornado, pupils dilated.

...

(BOTH TIMELINES)

"SHIT!" Sickla cursed. "WE GOTTA GET 'ER!" She called out to the ninja.

"..."

"Kyurama!?" She called out.

Kyurama stared, everything slowing to a crawl.

...

(TIMELINE A)

She saw, in Nyukaba's place, for a brief second, an orange, black-orange haired kitsune kid not too much older than the neko kid.

...

(TIMELINE B)

She saw, in Nyekaba's place, an orange, black haired kitsune woman around Nyekaba's age.

...

(TIMELINE A)

'She...had that same frightened look in her eyes...'

...

(TIMELINE B)

'She...had that same look of relief...that her precious lil sis was ok...'

...

(BOTH TIMELINES)

Both remembered those faces...right before a beastly purple demigod tigress came and took everything...

And the ninjas never saw any faces from their sister again...

And a fire BLAZED in their hearts.

'Not again...' Both growled.

'NEVER AGAIN!'

Sickla seemed to recognize this brief second reaction, then nodded, the two firing off energy from their feet to fly towards the neko in trouble.

Everything went silent for them.

They heard not the rage of the storms, nor the cackling of its maker.

They heard only the cries of the person in need of saving.

They growled, shooting off towards them, dodging or destroying debris along their way.

Kyurama pulled out a blade with a black hilt with LED patterns along it, with a slot at the butt of the hilt for the ShintoScrolls, her trinket items.

She clicked the orange triggered, an orange blade popping up from it, the ninja spinning and slicing apart the debris and knocking aside any dark Uchuhage in her way.

Sickla bounced off lots of Uchuhage, breaking through debris.

She clawed and slashed apart several more pieces of debris, the two dodging lightning, bouncing off debris, Sickla reaching a hand to Kyurama, who grabbed it, Sickla spinning her around, sending her FLYING towards the one looking for help.

...

(TIMELINE A)

Nyukaba looked toward her savior.

...

(TIMELINE B)

And Nyekaba couldn't believe the sheer fiery determination the ninja gave off, the strength to push through all of this...

...

(BOTH)

All to save, just ONE person...!

Kyurama reached out, the neko sisters reaching back...

And a satisfying clasp, muffled as it was by the storm, happened, the ninjas pulling them close.

The sight was witnessed by the whole of the town from the ground, illuminated by the light of the storm.

...

(TIMELINE A)

Of a hero cradling a child in need of help.

...

(TIMELINE B)

Of a hero who saved the one a child looked up to.

...

(BOTH)

Of the hero who saved the one who mattered most to someone.

---

Magigi looked on from her chariot as it flew on over to the sight, shocked at what was happening.

Kyurama...here...

And...saving a Youkalien?

It seemed the young fox wasn't merely someone out for a vendetta after all.

She smiled.

She'd have to thank this outlaw when this was over...

---

Sickla smiled, noticing Ninekoni was about to strike the ninja in the back. She narrowed her eyes, boosting herself to cover her, crossing her hand claws, catching the lightning.

Kyurama gazed over her shoulder, Sickla smiling back at her, nodding.

Kyurama returned the gesture, boosting herself toward the ground.

Sickla reflected the lightning with a charge from her claws, boosting herself toward the kaijin.

...

(TIMELINE A)

Kyurama landed on the ground in front of Nyekaba, holding her sister in her arms.

She handed her over to the sobbing and grateful Nyekaba, the two sisters crying happily, reunited.

Nyekaba smiled over at Kyurama.

...

(TIMELINE B)

Kyurama landed on the ground, carrying Nyekaba bridal style to her sister.

"SIS!" Nyukuba cried as the two embraced, Kyurama setting her on the ground.

As the two reunited, Nyukuba looked over to Kyurama.

...

(BOTH)

"Thank you." The sisters spoke.

Kyurama saluted with two fingers, then hopped onto a rooftop, onto a taller building, then into the air, BOOSTING to the fight.

"Grh..." Ninedoki growled, clashing with the kamaitachi, the two sending each other back. "Ok. Nice. But can you both still fight after all that...?"

The two looked to each other, bumped wrists, then grinned at them.

"So be it..." Ninedoki growled, lightning bolts arcing around her arms and legs, DASHING towards them, the two meeting them.

The two split off, Sickla SLAMMING her foot into her sternum, knocking the wind out of her, Kyurama slamming her foot down after a somersault with a flaming kick, sending her down into the ground, the two joining together and forming a mini tornado of light blue electricity and orange flames, swirling over past the kaijin, slamming into the ground, eyes flowing with power.

They reared their fists back, SLAMMING them into Ninekoni, sending her flying from the impact and the shockwave, which pierced the storm clouds.

The two crouched...

THEN BOOSTED up towards Ninekoni, arcing and dodging around her lightning blasts and tornadoes.

They even added their components' spirit fire into the mix, but Kyurama and Sickla dodged that, Kyurama using her blade to absorb the fire, and make it her own, turning it a vibrant orange and sending it RIGHT back at the Storm Demon, who coughed out blood as they were hit.

Sickla slammed her foot down into Ninekoni's back and Kyurama punched their faces, both creating a shockwave that spun them around, Kyurama and Sickla spin-punching them into the air more, past the clouds, rocketing upwards.

Kyurama and Sickla raced up above her, energy lines all across Sickla.

"YOU READY!?" Sickla called out.

Kyurama simply twisted the knob on her ShintoScroll.

[UNFURL! FLAME NINJA! FINALE-NO-JUTSU!]

Kyurama's orange on her outfit glowed, grabbed Sickla's hand, and in a flash, she understood.

Both nodded, using their other hands to go through a series of hand motions.

"TSUKITSUNE-KAMICUTTI NINJA ART! FLAMING SICKLE PURIFYING FINALE!"

Ninekoni blinked, eyes dazed as their vision was blurry from the onslaught, but they widened as they saw a large flaming orange kamitsune and a pink kamaitachi, both with light colored glowing lines all over them to mark their divinity, fuse their right and left fists respectfully into a single combined fist with sickles covering the digits, glowing with HOLY energy as a storm of those fists came down upon the Storm Demon, buffeting their form and the storm as the moon was clearing up more and more, their hold on their components loosening.

Their eyes widened as they coughed blood, seeing the heroes themselves dashed to them, eyes glowing fiercely.

And that kamaitachi had.

Her damn.

SMILE-

Their fists, enhanced with holy power, smashed each of their faces.

A powerful shockwave erupted, holy energy SPREADING throughout the planet.

---

Magigi landed on the ground, rushing through the smoke, using magic to try and blow it away. "What the hell...?"

Then she felt something.

She stepped off of it...

And saw patches of grass.

That wasn't there before...?

She looked and saw many flowers, some common to this city, some farther out, some they hadn't gotten around to bringing back or seeing if they could!

Some were also of new kinds, with components she thought she heard were from Kyutalia...Kyurama's home planet...

And also of ones grown by Kamaitachi...?

She walked through the smoke, which had begun clearing up more, and saw everyone...

Fine...!?

But the damage...!

She raced through it, her servants checking up on everyone.

She then saw two neko sisters, helping them up. "Excuse me...are you ok?"

The two looked up, shocked to see her.

"Lady Magigi!" They both yelled out surprise.d

She giggled. "Are you ok?"

"Y-yeah." Nyekaba looked over. "Thanks to them..."

When the light in the town center dimmed, Magigi saw Sickla, fine, clothes a bit tattered.

Along with Kyurama.

And...

On the ground, the two helping them up...

Were a couple of nekos.

One female and purple, silver stripes, the other blue and male with white stripes.

The female wore a lavender, purple, and amethyst patterned kimono. The latter wore a white robe top with a dark blue hakamata with blue crystals decorating both.

Both wore socks with geta sandals.

"You...saved us...?" The purple neko asked, curiously looking at the two, especially Kyurama.

"Yeah, who knew she could do that, right?" Sickla grinned, elbow on the hero's shoulder, who blushed, looking away.

"Oh thank you, thank you!" The purple neko hugged them both along with her husband.

"It was truly awful..." The blue neko shook. "There were whispers, constantly, grating whispers telling us to do things we didn't wanna do...it was clawing at our souls every time we resisted, and..."

Sickla smiled softly, her and Kyurama returning the hug.

Sickla then smiled as she noticed two nekos behind them.

"Mom...dad?" Nyekaba asked.

The two neko parents looked back towards their kids.

"Mama...papa!?" Nyukuba spoke in shock.

"Nyenye! Nyunyu!" The parents exclaimed happily, running towards them.

"MOM/MAMA, DAD/PAPA!" The neko kids yelled out, hugging them tightly.

Magigi looked on in wonder, sensing...a great amount of happiness from Kyurama at this sight.

She smiled softly, then turned to Sickla, running up to her. "SICKLA!"

"MAGIGI!" Sickla grinned as the kamitsune hugged her close.

"You're ok, you're safe!" She cried out.

"I told ya!" Sickla giggled. "Though I wouldn't have won if not for her..." She gestured to the masked hero.

Magigi looked at Kyurama.

...

(TIMELINE A)

Kyurama rubbed the back of her head, chuckling softly.

...

(TIMELINE B)

Kyurama bashfully looked away.

(BOTH TIMELINES)

"You have done me a great service here today, Kyurama." Magigi smiled. "Not just me, this town. We must thank you."

Kyurama tilted her head, shaking it and waving her hand to dismiss it.

"I insist!" Magigi told her, grinning. "Yes, you are an outlaw to the Youkaliens...but to us, the people of this world...you are a hero."

Sickla clasped the ninja's hands. "You should totally come stay for the festival! We can grant you temporary immunity in this part of the galaxy! Surely the Hegemon won't mind that, right?"

"I'm sure I can pull some strings." Magigi purred at the blushing ninja. "You may feel free to indulge in our festivities as well." She looked to the crowd of both the normal civilians, and the purified former dark Uchuhage. "Would that be fine, everyone?"

Everyone agreed this was a very good idea.

"Besides..." Nyekaba went to the dark clad ninja, hugging her left arm, to her surprise. "I'd like to personally thank the one who saved our family...~" She purred.

"Ooooh yes~" Sickla grinned happily, hugging Kyurama's right arm. "I'd like to thank her too~"

"As would I~" Magigi purred, stepping forth and towering over Kyurama.

Kyurama made gay fox noises.

---

That night, in Magigi's empress sized bed of various colored sheets and curtains, various women in varying states of undress and nudity lay about in a pile.

And an orange fox was among them in the middle of the cuddle pile.

She blinked, blushing, facepalming.

'Why does this keep happening to me...'

She sighed, looking at her bedmates.

This was not the first time she woke up to such a sight.

She didn't know what people saw in her.

She just did what anyone else would've done...

She looked at the window, then her bedmates, smiling softly as she got up out of bed, grabbing her clothes, a black and orange ninja outfit.

She stumbled a bit, falling onto the bed.

She got up, trying to put it on, losing her balance, hopping on one foot as she tried to put her pants on.

She bumped into the wall.

She tripped over a leg of her pants trying to put her leg in, faceplanting. She groaned, pulling them up, standing up...

Only to realize they were on backwards.

Several embarrassing minutes later, damn those women for these sore hips, she was finally in her full ninja outfit.

A black top and pants that was form fitting and sleek with light padding, dark orange patterns, with black boots, gloves, and mask and scarf, with some light ninja armor on her shoulders, chest, hips, forearms, hands, shins, and feet.

She made her way to the window.

"Wait!"

She looked back, Sickla and Nyekaba awake and smiling.

"We know ya have to go..." Sickla spoke with a sad look. "But...can you give us your name? Just so we know who our savior was."

"Even if you go on the run again...we'd like to have a name to remember you by." Nyekaba smiled.

...

(TIMELINE A)

"..." Kyurama looked to them, smiling behind her mask. "Kitsua...Kitsua Ninea."

...

(TIMELINE B)

"..." Kyurama looked to them, and signed. "Naruhina...Naruhina Ninea."

...

(BOTH TIMELINES)

Sickla and Nyekaba grinned as their ninja did a two fingered salute, climbing out the window...

And falling onto a balcony with a painful yet unsurprised groan, though still alive, not badly injured.

'Why...did they have to be so good...'

"You uh...think we should give her a quick healing spell?" Sickla asked.

"Probably." Nyekaba agreed.

"..." Then she realized. "OH (insert neko goddess name here) I JUST SLEPT WITH SICKLA AND KYURAMA-"

---

'Yes, Kyurama indeed has had a rough existence...but not without some upsides.'

'Both sisters would eventually find happiness, however. How exactly? Well, the full story I'll leave for another time.'

'For now, I think you should get a look at where they are now.'

Neither could believe this.

They eventually beat Susanoohi, the dark goddess who ruined their lives and sent them on their crusade, they got girlfriends, later wives, and even got to meet up with each other thanks to Tsukasa Kadoya during the Diningers' big adventure that, were it a hypothetical TV series, would be big enough for a movie.

And then more with HENSHIN.

Then, however...they unexpected got called over...by Natsumi FUCKING Hikari, Kamen Rider Kivala!

So now they were here, at Palace Doran.

Each was in different rooms, being bathed, dressed, pampered and fed by BEAUTIFUL gorgeous servants of various kinds of species.

There was a sungazer/hedgehog fangire couple.

Tripping Lightly Down the Ruined Steps to the Creamy Fountain Gaze Upon the Sun, also known as Tria the Sungazer Fangire, is an ancient Fangire who served the previous Fangire God-Empress and, like all her fellow slaves and servants, went into hibernation in Palace Doran upon her death, only to awaken again when Kamen Rider Kiva-la arose to become their mistress's successor, reigniting their souls and granting them life once again. She is unfailingly loyal to her empress and loves her completely along with her 'sisters,' and will be forever grateful for awaking her from her very, very long slumber so that she might gaze upon her mates with her own eyes again rather than in the dreams of the dead.

She is similar in design to the Sungazer Fangire Afterimage of a Crash Connected to the Water Surface; whom was defeated by Kiva - they're the same species, after all - however her coloration is orange rather than blue and she has a more feminine, curvy build. The spines on her head are shorter as well, with little spikes growing over the top of her head. A collar around her neck bears the mark of Kiva-la, and has short but sharp spikes growing from the sides.

The armor on her shoulders is much lighter, and she lacks the Lizard Shield Afterimage of a Crash Connected to the Water Surface possessed, instead wearing white and gold shackles with stained glass chains dangling from them. The stained glass scales on her body are also in a brown and yellow zigzag pattern rather than the male Sungazer Fangire's, and the scale spikes on her legs are also zigzagged but accentuate her shapely hips and thighs. Gold toes and orange feet. Also has a short brown and orange zigzag-striped tail.

The Future Foretold Through Cards of Night the Rose Blooms for a Maiden in Love, AKA Rose, is a Hedgehog Fangire and another long-time slave of the Fangire Empress. Very, very long ago, so long she can vaguely remember it, she fell in love with...someone. A Porcupine? A Tenrec? Another Hedgehog? They were...Blue. Probably. Yes. They had been Blue. And...

Were they another Fangire? She didn't...think so, she vaguely remembered the Queen at the time trying to kill her, and that usually happened to Fangires who fell in love with humans, or...other races...right? Anyway, she'd been dying, or...something...and then her mistress found her, and...

Everything was wonderful.

And then her mistress had vanished, and she'd...slept, and...

And then woke up and the world was different and her mistress was different but her other loves were here, and so...

Everything was wonderful again.

(She would still always miss her empress, though. And...that blue, whoever they had been.)

Rose is shorter than all her lovers/sister-slaves/mistresses, which makes her feel very loved and smol when they bend down to kiss her and hold her and take her against the wall. Quills made of pink and red stained glass grow from her head like hair, most hanging to her shoulders, with a red band and pink stained glass ears. Her face is somewhat hedgehog-shaped with green eyes and a hidden cormorant design in the pink and red framing her eyes and going to her nose. Has a literally radiant smile with stained glass teeth. Collar with Kiva-la mark on it.

She has a red 'skirt' made of stained glass panels divided by quills growing from her waist. Her torso has white sides with a red core and breasts of stained glass in a heart-shaped frame. More quills grow from her shoulders and the sides of her arms, and her fingers are claws resembling quills. Her arms and shoulders are largely red and white, the quills pink and red, and she has gold shackles on her wrists. Her legs, like most Fangire's, are largely black with stained glass panels on the fronts of her upper and lower legs with humanlike feet, but as a female hers are much shapelier and she has natural heels.

The sisters saw another couple, a female Wolfen and a female Lemur Zyuman.

Whisper the Wolfen is an old-beige anthro/humanoid wolf woman with a brown muzzle, chest, breasts, stomach, crotch, and rear, and cloudy white fur around her eyes. Hair is in a short ponytail with a black band, with a flower by Tangle on their first date. Cadet blue eyes. Athletic with VERY nice curves and is very huggable and cuddly. VERY fluffy tail.

Oversized light grey top, dark grey baggy sweat pants, white socks, dark grey slippers. Collar in light grey with Kivala clasp. Usually LOTS of lipstick marks from her god-queen, her girlfriend, and her fellow slaves/pack that make her feel so happy and good and a purring adorable pupper with a cute wagging tail.

Whisper the Wolfen was part of a mercenary squad fighting back against the forces of the previous Dark Kivala, along with other Demon Races.

Then Dai Shocker was a thing and started invading all worlds they could find, and the fight got harder.

They seemingly got a new ally, but turns out she was a spy.

But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was one of her own sold them out to Dai Shocker for a chance for the squad to live, out of desperation. Since she hasn't seen the rest of the squad since then, she never knew if Dai-Shocker accepted those pleas.

Then Dai Shocker's leaders were beaten, and all they had was remnants.

Then Kamen Rider Kivala came, helped beat the previous Dark Kivala, and made sure the true heir to Dark Kivala's power got it, and Natsumi took her throne, becoming a God-Queen sometime after defeating Dark Kiva in the World of Negatives.

She took in Whisper, and when the God-Queens met, Whisper met a Zyuman haremette of Queen Amy's, a lemur Zyuman named Tangle, and since then Whisper had been opening up more, getting together with her even, and being confident enough to join Natsumi's harem.

The God-Queens were happy to let each other borrow each of them, or make excuses to see each other. After all, they had plenty of business~

Tangle the Lemur Zyuman is a sexy, slender yet athletic humanoid/anthro lemur waifu that's light grey, with dark grey on her muzzle, around her eyes, and on her long, striped tail. She had short disheveled hair, with orchid purple eyes, a long tail, along with an orange sleeveless coat cut off at the midriff, open, with a thong, and heeled boots and fingerless gloves.

Pink tricera clasp collar on her neck. Shackles on wrists and ankles and tail.

Tattoo of her wrapped around Whisper on her stomach.

And of course those were a few of the many, many beautiful waifus they saw.

Though they didn’t have time to ogle them all, as soon enough, they were both brought to the throne room.

Both were orange foxgirls with orange-yellow eyes, black claws, fox ears poking out of their hair, and nine flowing fox tails.

Kitsua had jet black hair with orange highlights and eyes, said hair being chin length.

Naruhina had black and orange hair resembling a swirl of ice cream hanging to her rear.

Kitsua also had a bit of height over her sister by a foot or so.

Kitsua and Naruhina each had vibrant royal red silk robes on, showing off a bit of their legs, and chests, being guided by the servants.

The two also held hands, squeezing them as they smiled, just happy to be with one another.

To them it didn't matter they were from different timelines.

Kitsua was Kitsua.

Naruhina was Naruhina.

A split timeline...

Just then, they felt a presence.

And they looked upon the throne...

And saw a gorgeous tanned skinned brunette with a divine queenly figure, in a white gothic lolita royal dress with indigo trimming and bat patterns, the skirt resembling bat wings, along with the raised collar, with white and indigo elbow length gloves and knee high heeled boots, a bat shaped hole for her chest showing a tattoo of her in her Flight Style, a white and indigo, red eyed gorgeous dragonic bat.

Her eyes glowed a beautiful indigo, her lips and eyeshadow in sparkling shades of that, her fangs sexy as she grinned at the two, who COOED and MOANED.

"Greetings, Kyurama." She spoke. "Do you know who I am?"

"Natsumi Hikari..." Kitsua answered as Naruhina signed. "Queen of the Riderverse...We didn't expect to get a call from you...much less..." The two blushed at the servants. "This..."

Natsumi giggled and they felt as though their souls were being kissed lovingly. She stood up, walking over to them, swaying her shapely hips, everyone weak in the knees. She cupped their cheeks, and their poor gay hearts were filled with so much LOVE. "I am aware of your adventures. While I could not interfere as much as I would've liked, I am very proud of you both for persevering through all that. So much so, I'd love to add you both to my harem."

Both looked in shock.

"Y-you want us...?" Both said/signed.

Natsumi nodded. "If that is alright?"

"B-but I-"

Natsumi shushed them with a finger to their lips, both blushing. "I am aware of this habit of yours. I intend on breaking it. If it involves breaking you, so be it. I welcome it." She smiled. "So long as you're ok with it?"

"...W-we have mistresses..." Kitsua muttered.

"Then I'd be happy to be among them. I'm sure they wouldn't mind so much if I paid them a visit?"

Both made gay fox noises.

Chapter Text

Er…Hi. I am Ruriko Ichijouji. I am Space Sheriff Gaven G3…and also known as the Metal Hero Goddess Queen of the Metal Hero universe, avatar of the Metal Grid (the part of the Henshin Grid where Metal Heroes tap into). Granddaughter of the original Gavan and…that’s about it I think.

I’m new to the multiverse queen thing and this is my first time talking like this so I’m still a bit wonky. Sorry about that. Now…us Metal Heroes don’t have as long a legacy as Sentai or Kamen riders, but we’re still heroes. A few resurgences here and there, but only in recent years that they are on the uprise again. Not due to a lack of people willing to be heroes. It just…happened that the Metal Heroes became as forgotten and overshadowed.

Though heroes don’t do it for the recognition…legacy can be a powerful thing too. So I’m happy that there are more Metal Heroes added to my domain. I also in the meantime watch over other heroes not Sentai, Rider, Metal Hero or something alike, whom are slowly growing their own legacies again and may in the future grow their own multiverse queens. But I’m getting off track.

Hello my queen, what are you up to?

Oh, Usagi…er, yeah I am doing a bit where I narrate about the legacies of Metal Heroes.

Oh, that is neat. Say, can you tell about me? Pretty please?

It’s not what I planned but how could I refuse when you’re being all cute like that? Very well, let me tell you about the legacy of my second girlfriend, Deka Siren Usagi.

Usamaru Mochizuki was looking at the footage that he was shown on a tablet. Armored monsters performing a series of high-rate crimes. Destruction, theft, murder, horrible actions. All while clad in full-body robotic animal-themed armor, resembling mechanical kaijin. “That is horrible.” The man said.

Mochizuki was a pale man, with red eyes which he always covered with red tinted sunglasses and snow white neck-length hair. While he was a doctor, he was wearing a baker’s apron with a picture of rabbits and mochi on them.

“Dr. Mochizuki, this Calamity Tech is a bane to the city. Normal criminals whom are becoming too much for the police force to handle. You, you are an expert on this kind of technology. You are the best chance we have at finding a way to counter this.” Commissioner Kouki said, staring intently at the man.

His assistant, Police officer Jade held the tablet that showed the footage. She was a young woman with long green dyed hair and emerald eyes. Her skin was tanned but around her fingers and her left eye she had a pale patch of skin, vitiligo or pigment loss. She still manages to look beautiful despite that. “You were famous in your days, your breakthroughs on technology are still used today. My little brother is alive and thriving thanks to your medicinal tech.” She said with a hint of admiration.

“I am flattered you thought of me, really but…I don’t do that anymore.” Mochizuki said. “I am a simple mochi maker now. I live the quiet life. I did my part in the past, using my tech to improve several lives. I don’t regret that. But I can’t go back to that.”

“There is something else you need to know. The Calamity Tech, it is very similar to the technology you developed years ago.” Commissioner Kouki said.

“What?” Mochizuki was genuinely surprised to hear that. “But I never made weapons, I never do that. The Armor tech was to protect people in dangerous jobs like mining or construction, never…”

“We know that, and we verified. However, someone is stealing your work and corrupting it. It goes against anything you worked for. You know anyone who’d be capable of that?” Kouki asked.

“One person…but that person is supposed to be dead. Though I doubt if he’s actually dead, he’d be smart enough to…” Mochizuki replied but didn’t finish. “Though I still can’t help.”

“But he is corrupting your life’s work, he is making a mockery of all you worked hard to achieve.” Jade snapped. Mochizuki and Kouki stared at her. “Pardon my outburst.”

“She is right, though.” Kouki said.

“I don’t like what happened, I certainly don’t want to have my inventions corrupted like that. But it is a long time ago and while in the past my inventions helped many, it also cost me a lot and…there are other geniuses out there you can turn to, some even associated with other heroes.” Mochizuki said. He looked sad and broken.

“But you are the best shot, outsiders would take much longer to analyze and…time is of the essence.” Jade said with pleading eyes.

“I’m sorry, I really am…But if you want to excuse me, I need to get back to my shop, mochi to sell, and I can’t let my employee hold the fort alone. I wish you luck on everything, Commissioner. At least let me give you some mochi on the house to make up for wasted time.” Mochizuki said.

“I don’t really want the mochi…” Kouki noted.

“Sir, your tail’s wagging!” Officer Jade noted.

Kouki sighed as he looked back. His tail was wagging; Oh yeah, did I mentioned that Kouki is a fully sapient German Shepherd dog? Yeah, a dog that achieved human-like intelligence, allowing him to talk like a human, think like a human and get a job like a human. No one knows how he got like that, even himself. Gene-splicing, magic, super-tech, maybe a combination, no one was sure. But he was damn good at his job so no one questioned it. They live in a world of superheroes, that wasn’t even the weirdest shit they’ve ever seen.

“Mr. Mochizuki, how are things going out there?” a female voice asked. At that point a girl walked in. She was pale thought not as pale as Mr. Mochizuki. She had freckles, and a few cute small buck teeth. She had brown curly hair that reached her shoulders and a smile that could light up a city. She had baby blue eyes, whom looked normal at first sight but upon closer look, you could see circuits and electric impulses in them She wore a white outfit with a pink apron with carrot print. Most notable were a fuzzy white rabbit tail and white rabbit ears popping out from top of her head.

Jade thought she was utterly adorable and wanted to hug and pet her and keep her close but she held back because she is supposed to be a composed and hard-boiled police-oh screw that, she let out a high pitched squee because she was delighted, making Kouki flinch and the others look at her confused. She blushed and pretended nothing happened while it actually that.

Jade cleared her throat. “I am Officer Jade Nousagi of the Police department and this is my superior Commissioner Kouki.”

“Nice meeting you, I am U5-AG1. But everyone calls me Usagi. Mr. Mochizuki made me to help at his shop.” The rabbit eared girl said.

“So you are an android?” Kouki asked with an interested look. Usagi nodded. “I thought you said you didn’t invent anymore?”

“She was the last thing I built before I retired and I gave her a new purpose, a much safer purpose. Now, I already gave you my answer. I hope you can respect my choice.” Mochizuki said. “I’m joining Usagi in the shop soon, just accept the mochi and leave. ”

“Are they here about those super-criminals with tech armor?” Usagi asked. “They have been all over the news.”

“Indeed, someone may have stolen specs belonging to your creator and use it for criminal agendas.” Kouki explained.

“Father, you have to stop them. You can’t led those bad people get away with that.” Usagi said to her creator.

“I can’t…I’m no longer that same person. Besides even if I did, no way I can whip up a counter in a short amount of time from scratch.” Mochizuki said.

“Then use me!” Usagi said, pointing at herself; “Modify me, it will take less time and it won’t take much to turn me into a combat model.”

“NO!” Mochizuki snapped, startling everyone. He calmed down. “I’m sorry, I can’t. I may have been a great inventor in the past, but while my research helped people, others have abused it and it cost me everything. I couldn’t bear to lose you too…” the man started to cry.

Kouki and Jade looked at a framed picture in the room. A younger Mochizuki with a beautiful young woman and a baby in a rabbit onesie. They sighed as they realized.

“Father…” Usagi rarely called Mochizuki that, as it brought some painful memories to the surface, but she needed to get through to him. “I know about your loss, and the pain you felt. But if we don’t stop these criminals, other people will suffer a similar loss, people condemned to feel your pain because their loved ones got hurt.”

“It doesn’t have to be you.” Mochizuki said. “I made you a helper robot so that you’d be safe.”

“You think you’d be able to protect me from that Calamity Tech? If a criminal using it decides they’d rob our store?” Usagi asked. “I want to be able to protect you, and the other people of the city. Our friends, neighbors and customers, people we care about.”

“You are too good hearted.” Mochizuki said, though gave a fond smile. “To give everything to help people.”

“You made me that way. And me unable to help or protect what I hold dear, it is an anathema to me. So please, father…” Usagi grabbed her father’s hands. “Do it!”

Mochizuki saw the determined look in his creation’s…No, his daughter’s eyes. Said determination, such kindness and compassion. He swallowed. “All right, I’ll do it.” He said. “Let’s go down my lab.”

“You still got your lab?” Kouki asked.

“yes. Even if I considered myself retired, I couldn’t do away with it completely. Maybe deep down I hoped one day…well that ‘one day’ has come though I wish it was under better circumstances.” Mochizuki said.

“All right, Mr. Mochizuki!” Jade said, excited.

“Doctor. You can call me Dr. Mochizuki.” Mochizuki said as a bit of determination returned to his eyes. “Follow me, everyone, we don’t have much time.”

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“…screw you…screw you all!” a unkempt looking man in baggy clothes looked at a company building in front of them. “Throw me out like trash? I’ll trash your whole damn life.” He put a shield-like object on his chest. It stuck itself to his body as a symbol appeared of a pistol shrimp. Mechanical armor formred around him, shades of blue, with yellow and black accent. Sword-like antenna like those on crustaceans, pincer-like fists, with his right arm much larger and cannon like. He aimed his arm cannon at the building and blasted it, creating an explosion and raining rubble down on the street below, causing the people to panic and scatter.

The armored criminal laughed. “Hahahahaha! Who is trash now, huh? Who is trash?”

“Halt! In the name of the law!” the armored criminal turned around and saw Usagi. Though she has a new outfit. A dark blue leotard, white tights and combat boots. A police jacket and police hat. Her white fluffy tail stuck out from the back and she had a belt with pouches and a holster. “You are under arrest!”

The armored criminal blinked (or the lights in his mechanical armor’s eyes flickered briefly) and he started to laugh. “The police sends their mascot to stop me? Go home girly, I don’t mind a bit of collateral but I respect your audacity enough to let you get away with this joke.”

“I am not just a little girl. I am the newly deputized agent of the Crescent City police department.” Usagi said firmly. “You are not to hurt any more innocents.”

“Innocents? These people threw me out like trash. I was a valuable employee, a hard worker, I had it made, but they threw me aside after I slaved away for years like my work and efforts meant nothing!” the crustacean-based armored monster said.

Usagi’s eyes glowed as she did a scan. She could detect a DNA signature from the person inside the suit, and accessed the Police database. “Guregori Oka, 42 years old. Fired for embezzlement, and arrested for fraud.”

“Schematics. So what if I fudged some numbers, I still did good work.” Guregori said.

“You also stole form your employers and your customers by taking money.” Usagi stated. “You can’t blame others for your own mistakes. You are not in the right. Now, discard that Calamity tech and surrender, so we can end this peacefully.”

“You know what? Yes, I have committed the crime. But so what? I have this Calamity tech now, I am the one with power, I can do what I want, no one will stop me.” Guregori growled. “And I am no longer weak little Guregori Oka. I am Calamity Ebi!” he said as he crackled with light blue electric power. Several bolts of electricity shot from his form.

They hit a variety of machines around him. Cars, parking meters, electronics from a nearby store. They flashed and crackled with power as they dismantled and the parts started flying to Calamity Ebi. The various electronics reshaped themselves, turning into humanoid mechanical footsoldiers. They all had the same baseline black body and silvery chest armor. Though their heads and the other armor pieces all were different depending on the scrap they were made from. Some had tv’s for head, other had blank metallic faces with cell phones for eyes, or a car’s headlights. “Scrappers, trash her!” the monster ordered.

As they charged, Usagi sighed. “They were right. Some criminals are people making bad choices…and some are truly wicked. Very well then, he won’t stand down…I’ll fight!” she said as she launched her fist forward, punching a Scrapper in the head, breaking its face and knocking it down. She deflected some blows from the punches and kicks the Scrappers tried to land. Then she jumped up, did a double kick that sent two of them flying. She rolled under another blow, before pulling a blaster form her holster, a basic firearm, aimed it at the tv that served as the Scrapper’s head, and blew a hole in it. She fired at a few more, downing them.

A few Scrappers tried to sneak up on her, but she pulled something from her belt, and it elongated into a jitte. She turned it in her hand, and stabbed it backwards, into the gut of a Scrapper behind her. She pulled it out, turned around and swiped, breaking the heads of several other Scrappers. Another group formed a circle around her, one closing in on her as she was in the middle. She jumps up, wraps her legs around a Scrapper’s neck and leaned back as she pun around, firing her gun, destroying Scrappers, pulling herself upright and pierce the Scrapper she rode’s metallic skull with her jitte.

“Stupid grunts. I’ll have to trash you myself!” he raised the large pincer cannon and slammed it into the ground, creating a glowing line on the ground, like a shockwave that shot at Usagi. Usagi barely managed to jump out of the way.

Usagi got up and her eyes steeled. “Seems I have to take it up a notch.” She pulled out a device that looked like a police badge and a card with a rabbit and a crescent moon on it. She inserted the card in the badge. “Lunarplate!” she said as she pushed a button. The badge glowed.

The image of the full moon appeared, with the image of the moon rabbit visible. The light dimmed and it was in reality a mechanical sphere. It opened up and Usagi jumped inside the unfolded mechanical contraption. It folded closer, but in a different way as it formed armor around Usagi.

She had now fully turned into an armored robot bunny police girl. The fingerless gloves exposed fingers with rounded tips, with a paw print on the palms and small claws, same on the soles of the boots, the exposed toes looking like bunny toes. On her chest was black and blue armor resembling police armor. On her pauldrons were two halves of a police siren, red on the left, blue on the right.

On her derriere there was a rounded metallic sphere resembling a bunny tail. Two mechanical white bunny ears were sticking out from the sides of her helmet. Her face was an led screen with a light blue cute bunny face projected on it. Her upper thighs and legs were also wide, fitting her bunny motif and jumping powers and adding to her sexiness. She had black armor around the groin and upper legs, like armored shorts, and a belt with her police badge and pouches for her weapons.

Usagi saluted. “In the name of the moon and the law, I will enforce judgement upon you. Deka Siren Usagi!” she introduced herself as she pointed at Calamity Ebi.

Calamity Ebi looked a bit stunned. “Oh, that’s real cute, but you think that becoming an admittingly adorable robot bunny waifu will help you against the sheer might of Calamity tech?” he said as he took aim with his larger pincer hand and fired.

Usagi pulled something out of her belt, and it unfolded. It was large club shaped like a pestle. She slammed it into the energy blast, redirecting it upwards so it exploded harmlessly. “I may look cute, but I’m powerful. You use some knock-off tech while I was made by the person whom created the specs your armor is based off. In short: your armor is trash!”

“I am not trash! You’re trash, the people of this city are trash. And I am taking it out!” Calamity Ebi said as he fired at Usagi. Usagi rushed at him, spinning the Silvermoon Pestle club in front of her to deflect the blasts. As she got close she whacked him in the face. Then she used the club as a vault, and used it to launch herself in Calamity Ebi’s face.

Calamity Ebi recovered quickly and swatted her aside with his massive pincer claw, knocking her into a wall. He took aim with his cannon but she recovered quick, rushed at him and pushed his cannon upwards and aimed it at the sky, the shot still missing. She made her hand into a fist and uppercuts the living seafood platter, and as he was knocked upwards, she jumped up, and planted her foot in his stomach, knocking him to the ground. “Who did you say was trash?” Usagi asked.

“You are strong…But I have something that you don’t…I don’t give a crap about the trash people of this city. He aimed his canon at some bystanders, whom had been paralyzed with fear.

“No!” Usage said as the blast fired at them. She rushed at the civilian, outrunning the blast and standing in front of them. The blast seemed to collide and there was a huge explosion.

“Yes! She’s done for…Now one can get in my way.” Calamity Ebi cackled. Until the smoke cleared and found there was a transparent white forcefield shaped like a bunny mochi surrounding her and the civilians, no scratch on them. Usagi held a round disc in her hand, holding it up to create the forcefield. The forcefield died down, as it was out of power, but it did its job. “You got to be kidding me. When are you going to run out of tricks?”

“Not anytime soon.” Usagi said. She turned to the civilians. “Get to safety, now!”

“Thanks for saving us, pretty robo bunny police lady!” the kid whom was among the people she just saved said. Usagi gave a thumbs up as they got to safety.

“Now to deal with you. Calamity Ebi, prepare to be judged. You are being charged with destruction, threatening people’s lives, and using illegal tech and weapons. Justice program, activate!” her eyes glowed and her ears sparked as she projected a giant hologram. The hologram was of a giant beautiful Anthro bunny woman in a toga, a blindfold, hair up in a bun, a set of scales in one hand, and a sword in the other. The scales shifted, as if the sins of the criminal were weighed.

When the scales eventually stopped, the rabbit Lady Justice hologram pointed the sword at Ebi Calamity and claimed: “GUILTY!”

“So it is said!” the holographic rabbit woman faded. “Face your punishment! Moonlit Mortar!” Usagi called out as a wheel-like object rolled onto the scene. It unfolded, creating the base for something, some parts attaching to usagi’s back. She placed her Silvermoon Pestle on top, and it formed a shaft for a cannon it formed alongside the Moonlit Mortar, forming the Tsuki Usagi Cannon. “Full Moon Banisher!” she said a she charged the weapon.

“Oh no you won’t!” Calamity Ebi took aim with his own arm cannon charging an attack. “TRASH!” he roared as he fired.

Usagi’s beam fired as well, a silvery beam shooting out, straight for the shot of her opponent. The beam pierced Calamity Ebi’s shot and dispersed as it continued forwards, towards the opponent.

“What? No, no, NO!” Calamity Ebi couldn’t dodge the beam with how fast it was going, as it connected and he screamed out as there was a huge explosion. As he explosion died down, he stood there still, though his armor dull and gray, before it crumbled into dust. Now just simply the sad criminal known as Guregori, whom collapsed onto his knees.

Usagi approached her, grabbed his wrist and slapped the cuffs on him. “You have the right to remain silent, and I hope you do.”

“You…trash…Fuck!” Guregori stammered before he was being dragged off.

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“Deka Siren Usagi, our new hero. She is a badass, she is adorable, and she readily defeated a Calamity Tech-using criminal, whom have been the nightmare of the city for a while. But with her looking out for us, our city can feel safe again.” The anchor woman said as she narrated over some footage of Usagi’s feats.

“She is really pretty and strong and pretty and kicked that bully’s butt!” the kid whom was among those she saved said to the interviewer. “I want to be just as strong and pretty as her when she grows up.”

“She is so cute!” a young man whom was also interviewed said. “She is a bun-bun waifu!”

“A few words from Police Commissioner, our very own Kouki!”

“Deka Siren Usagi has been deputized by our Police force, and has promised, in her own words ‘to protect the smiles of the people’. We are happy to have her on the force. Know that the rest of the police department will do our best to support her and the people of the city.”

Back to the anchorwoman. “Well, we got a talking dog commissioner and now a robot police waifu superhero…Man, I love this city!”

Someone threw a remote at the tv, breaking it. It was a man in a nice suit…He had black gloves with claws attached, and he wore a helmet that completely disguised his features. He had an LED screen with a  cartoonish face with a jagged sharp teeth mouth and red eyes mimicking his emotions from behind the helm. “The old man has come out of retirement. And he just simply whips up this overglorified mascot to throw a wrench in my operations? Think he can mess with my business and my technology?” he growled, in an electronically distorted voice.

His secretary, a beautiful woman in a blue pantsuit and blue and green hair with feathers woved into them began speaking in a deadpan tone: “Whose tech you stole?”

“I didn’t steal it. I was inspired by it, I improved it. No matter, I will prove myself the greatest genius soon. You better watch out, Dr. Usamaru Mochizuki, my Calamity tech will surpass yours one day and I’ll destroy everything you built!” he swiveled in his chair and spoke to his secretary: “Castella, bring me a list of potential buyers, I will pick out the right person to wield my next bit of next gen tech that will destroy this ‘Usagi’.”

“Very well, sir.” She said dryly. She wondered how long it’ll take for the next guy to fuck up, but she didn’t care as long as she was paid.

“First the city, then the world. They will all learn to fear the Calamity Crime Boss Vortech!”

“Sir, whom are you talking to?” Castella asked.

“It’s a monologue, it’s a thing!” Vortech snapped as he threw up his hands.

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“I was so worried for you out there. When you jumped in front of those civilians, I thought…” Dr. Mochizuki choked up as he stood in front of his daughter.

“Your forcefield worked, there is nothing to worry. I have faith in your skills. I had everything I needed to win.” Usagi assured her. “You’re a genius Fa-Dr. Mochizuki.”

“I don’t mind if you call me father.” Dr. Mochizuki said. “I still need someone to take over the shop, so I can support you full-time. It’s not because you’re capable, I won’t need to look out for you. You are my daughter, and a father always worries.”

“Then we are a team, us making the world a better place together.” Usagi said happily. “I brought a smile to people’s faces.”

“For good reason. They love you already…they throw a celebration. Let us join in. Because my lovely daughter is certainly worthy of said praise.” Dr. Mochizuki said. “You go ahead, I’ll close the shop.”

“You better come there soon, you need to be part of the celebration.” Usagi said as she went on ahead. She met with Agent Jade, whom blushed and looked at her with adoration as she heard the rabbit robot girl talk animatedly.

Dr. Mochizuki gave a fond smile. He pulled out a picture. It was of him, a little younger, down a lab, another person next to him. Though the face has been burnt off, not showing whom it was. But Dr. Mochizuki knew. “I know you’re still alive and out there…and I’m afraid you learned nothing since last time.” He sighed and was overcome with sorrow for a brief moment. He put the picture away and looked at the picture on his wall. With the woman and the baby, and the picture right next to it, with him and Usagi in the mochi shop. He smiled softly again, before going after his daughter to join the celebration.

And that’s how I became the hero of this story. Pretty cool, right?

It is. I heard tale of people training from a young age to become heroes. Some have the responsibility trust on them. But a lot of others just jump in because it is the right thing to do, a simple act of doing the right thing can bring you a long way. Well, I hope people enjoyed your little tale, and if not I at least do. Know that you are a true Metal Hero, Usagi.

Why thank you, my queen. I hope to go over more of my series of adventures together.

Me too. Now, I was happy that you could join me and Usagi for this. It was quite fun for my first time doing this. I think I can get used to it. See you all next time.

Now that is done, why don’t we retire to your chambers, my Queen? Makiko and Jade are already waiting. And the three of us are eager to help you…relax.

Oh, don’t mind if I do…wait, is this still on? How do I turn it off, where is the off button?

It is not a machine, it is your godly powers you use to narrate and…

Not helping!

Chapter Text

This chapter is written by SpideyViewer and is canon to his Kamen Rider Geats Oneshot ‘A Bunny’s Wish’, which could be considered the Interquel of this chapter.

Kizuna’s design is done by Ri2.

Tsumuri was a bit depressed.

She didn't think she could be that way, but then again she didn't expect herself to get attached to others.

She was designed for a role, but she didn't think she was capable of more.

Yet...she found friendship with the most recent DGP riders.

Michinaga, Neon, Keiwa...Ace...

The last one...

It'd been a bit since the final battle. After he changed the world, he also took everyone's memories.

She was immune due to being from the future, as was Ziin.

The two decided to start a new fair DGP.

Ziin says he would've liked it.

She knows it.

So why hasn't he appeared...?

Why did he decide everyone was better off not remembering him...?

These were why she went here.

She was recommended this place by one of the DGP players who had become a fan of her once hearing her story.

Nice girl.

She should thank her more for trying to help her.

The spa she was at looked like was a building in monochrome with various vibrant colors that popped, with a bunch of moon theming.

It was owned by a pink colored wolf woman named Lesla, who was apparently not a Zyuman, but from a race of wolf people in a forest just outside Crescent Vale City.

She'd heard great things of this.

She also heard stuff about how the bigger size and slight design additions (like some magatama theming) came to be.

Apparently Lesla had gone into business with some Yokai princess named Kizuna and they decided to merge their buildings via magic or very talented construction people.

What she did not expect when she went inside was...the sheer beauty.

There were plenty of people there, humans, Zyuman, Pythonians, yokai, etc.

She got her plan set up at the front desk with a very cute Neko woman who was...rather shamelessly eyeing her up.

No one must know she was doing the same, it was...unprofessional!

She was taken by a couple of cute neko assistants to one of the massage rooms.

She'd come to terms with the fact she was allowed to feel things.

She did not know how to handle...all this.

Especially as the assistants/workers eyed her up adoringly and caressed her and asked if they were making her uncomfortable to which she quickly said no when they began retracting their hands which made them grin so hard and oh fuck-

"Are you Ms. Tsumuri?" A new gorgeous voice asked.

Tsumuri looked up and saw...

Her eyes blinked.

Medic, of the Roidmudes.

She wore a white, red lined gothic lolita nurse/ballet outfit like her previous attire but now crossed with a masseuse's outfit, unbuttoned to show off her chest, golden feathery patterns along her clothes.

She wore white stockings, low heels, with white detached sleeves, all having red lining with gold feather patterns, and a cute nurse hat with similar colors on her head.

She also had red and gold sparkly eyeshadow and lipstick.

She was GORGEOUS.

Tsumuri blushed, nodding. "I am Tsumuri, yes."

Medic smiled, nodding and bowing. "I am Medic Roidmude. I will be your masseuse today."

"I...did not expect this." Tsumuri spoke, confused.

"Oh, this?" Medic gestured to herself and the room. "After I was revived, I got offered a job here by Lesla. I needed something to do when I wasn't helping out my family in Kamen Rider business, well, aside from my lovers."

Tsumuri blinked. "Right..."

"How much would you like to be undressed for the massage?" Medic asked, the cats looking at Tsumuri expectedly.

"How much should I be?" Tsumuri asked, blushing harder.

"Depends on what kind of massage, and how much you're comfortable with. If you just need something simple like shoulders, you need not take anything off at all." Medic explained. "It would be easier if you took off your coat, though."

Tsumuri blushed, nodding.

The nekos smiled, taking her black and white coat and slipping it off, purring into her ears and causing her to shiver in bliss, leaving her torso in only a white silk top exposing her shoulders, a bit of her back, and a small bit of chest.

Medic nodded, the nekos helping her into the massage chair, Medic standing behind it, grasping her shoulders gently. "Do let me know when you are uncomfortable."

Tsumuri nodded, and Medic began and-

'OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!' Tsumuri's eyes glazed over. 'I didn't even know I had those knots is this what everyone was telling me I was missing Neon was so on the money with saying I was missing out OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH-'

Medic and her kittens giggled at her reaction.

"Has anything gotten you stressed lately?" Medic asked.

"My Kamen Rider has chosen to try to erase himself from everyone's memories." Tsumuri answered.

"Oh?" Medic asked.

"His name is Ace Ukiyo, Geats." Tsumuri continued. "It's...well it's a long story..."

"Part of my job is listening in when people need to unwind." Medic told her soothingly as she massaged her shoulders. "If you need some help here, I can do that."

"..." Tsumuri didn't want to burden this one but...

Something about her...made her feel trustworthy.

"Ok..." Tsumuri began.

... (center align this)

Tsumuri felt like bliss itself.

Her blood felt like liquid gold throughout her body, as all the tension was released, and she felt more at peace than she had ever.

"..." Medic smiled, standing in front of her. "Have you enjoyed your massage?"

Tsumuri nodded. "I...think I also might need some therapy..." She added.

"I could see as much." Medic gestured to her face, Tsumuri wiping it to notice dry tears. Apparently she'd cried a bit upon unloading everything to Medic.

More particularly whenever talking about the more...excruciating parts of the story...

Like when her dark version had taken her over...and forced her to...to...

Medic noticed her shaking, and cupped her cheek. "Hey, hey," She spoke soothingly, shushing her gently as she saw tears ready to roll again.

Tsumuri blushed, leaning into her. "...Have you ever felt like that...? I...I know your history but...how did you feel? When...when your creators just...didn't care for you?"

Medic smiled at her. "Well...one of them didn't, anyway." She corrected her gently. "But...it hurt...Banno...was a cruel man, who we eventually did realize was an exception to his species, not the rule. Lots of people like him exist, but just as many, if not more people, exist who're more like Krim Steinbelt, though not to say he was perfect either, though neither were we." She knelt in front of her, free hand on Tsumuri's knee. "I've laid awake at night over the terrible things I've done, and the things my creator put me through. Yes it hurts, to be created as nothing but a tool, and to be...abused, discarded...but you can move on past that. It's not easy, but if you have people who're willing to listen and help, you can do it. You just have to know where to look for them."

"My friends don't remember any of what happened, so I doubt they remember me." Tsumuri answered. "Even if they do, if Ace decided to give them new false memories of us knowing each other in this altered world...without Ace..."

Medic got a knowing glint.

"Is he alive?"

"Yes..."

"Do you know of any way to contact him?"

"...I think I do..."

"Then do it."

"...What if he doesn't respond...?"

"He's a desire god, right? If nothing else, surely he can fulfill the desire to see him again."

"..." Tsumuri sniffled, smiling softly. "You have a point."

Medic smiled. "Now, do you have any plans after this?"

"...I wouldn't mind getting more visits with you..." Tsumuri blushed.

Medic smirked, her kittens excited. "That can be arranged.~"

PRESENT DAY

(NOTE: THIS IS AFTER THE ONE SHOT "A BUNNY'S WISH")

Tsumuri smiled happily, wearing a new outfit, a gown reaching below her knees, in a swirl of black and white, with slits for her leg, backless, and with a plunging neckline, sleeveless, a black and white headband, with colorful pearl jewels along a necklace diving into her cleavage, each one holding logos of various DGP riders.

She wore glittering makeup, making her already lovely face even lovelier.

She wore a black right boot with white trimming and heel, and a white left boot with black trimming and heel, with patterns on them making em resemble rabbit feet.

On the stomach of her dress, was a logo in the opposing colors of the parts of the dress it was set against, black on white and white on black, the logo similar in style to the ones in her necklace pearls, but this depicting a stylized bunny mask.

She wore a black righthand detached sleeve with white trimming and jewelry sewn into it, and a white lefthand one with black trimming and jewelry.

She wore a form fitting coat that matched her colors, with coattails and her logo over her left breast.

She approached the spa, Lunar Den, and walked in with much more confident and happiness then she did the first time she entered here.

Inside she was greeted by recurring customers she'd called her friends.

She met with the front desk manager, and walked inside, traversing the various halls until she found the room to the hotsprings.

She grinned, her clothes digitizing and forming into a black and white towel wrapped around herself, lots of bunny imagery on it as she opened the door, and it was the typical image of a hotsprings but...more.

There were fountains with statues of gorgeous women both human and themed after various aquatic creatures spouting off the hot springs water, with the edges of the pools themselves having imagery of wolves and yokai and so much else.

The walls were a relaxing shade of gold, the pool edges a comforting red-brown with gold lining, and the statues a pleasant silver color.

And in the pools were a bunch of naked, VERY gorgeous women.

Her fellow female riders.

Including...Medic...~

Medic, cuddling Kiriko, the very amorous cop nuzzling into her neck, spotted Tsumuri, waving her over.

Everyone looked and cheered, waving at her, greeting her, and...this was so good...

It'd been a while since she first came here...and in that time...

Lots had changed.

She had gotten friends.

Her old friends remembered everything.

She'd gotten Ace back, her Ace, her fox.

In addition to him, she'd also gotten plenty of other lovers, including but not limited to her fellow female Riders.

She disrobed as she walked forward, everyone's eyes both on her beautiful smiling face in addition to her gorgeous figure.

Then one of the women in particular, a VERY gorgeous white and golden kitsune, sitting in the center against the wall furthest from Tsumuri, eyed her up, and everyone shut up as their mistress smiled, beckoning her in.

Kizuna, the co-owner of the spa and absolute ruler of the city it was placed in, was a very powerful and influential kitsune, apprentice and servant of the Yokai Goddess Kyuubi no Okami herself. Her voluptuous, perfect body was covered in soft, luxurious white and gold fur with nine thick, fluffy, prehensile tails, like all the most powerful kitsune, marking her as akin to a god incarnate. Red markings were on her face, highlighting her beauty, with more marks on her body outlining her curves and accentuating, practically hugging her curvaceous figure, her breasts full and round, her hips thick, her rear smooth and perfect. Her hair was long and thick and lustrous, spilling around her as attendants lovingly combed and conditioned it, reverent looks on their faces.

The names of the many, many, MANY beautiful slaves whose souls she owned completely were lovingly written on her body in sanskrit, the names of the numerous Riders in the spa - including Tsumuri's - and all her other Angels highlighted, though not as much as her beloved wives, whose names were prominently featured on her ample chest. Several rings bearing the souls of her most favored lovers, especially her wives, adorned her fingers even in the bath, and an iridescent magatama hung from her neck, a matching one set into her forehead, both gifts from her mistress to mark her ninth tail and ascension into the apex of Yokai society.

Tsumuri smiled, walking to the hot springs, a revived Clotho and very happy Rinko helping her in by the hands, the navigator shivering in bliss as she once again enjoyed the soothing waters of the onsen.

She went over to Medic and the kitsune, the latter wrapping her tails around them and several of the other riders there.

Tsumuri snuggled into their embrace.

"How do you feel now, Tsumuri?" Medic asked in her soothing voice.

"...Happy...~" Tsumuri cooed, soon feeling the loving hugs of everyone in the hot springs.

And she was even happier still.