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Chapter 1
Double Justice
Law. Order. Justice. We all know these words quite well in our everyday lives; they are meant to keep us safe and secure when injustice and crime rears its ugly head. That is why every day I always wonder why people seek to defy these words and why others follow along with such people such as this which brings us to here.
My name is Mark Bell and along with my twin brother Simon Bell. Simon and I didn’t have a good childhood growing up actually we didn’t even get to spend our childhood together at all and to discuss that we need to take a stroll down memory lane.
We begin our story in a small two room apartment in sunny San Francisco where me and my twin had just turned ten and began the worst moment of our lives. You see our parents were by far the most frustrating people you could ever meet; our father was a world renowned chief that owned several high class restaurants all across California but all this fame was never enough for our father for he was one would call an overachiever. Our father wants to push everything beyond the limit, always saying that one hundred percent was never a stopping point and that you can you further than that and while it did help him drive his business to the success it is well known for, it also drove his workers beyond there breaking point and some having extreme injuries. This kind of mentality caused so many workers to leave or end up in the hospital but it never stopped my dad and kept pushing and pushing beyond the limit and same was said for us. Just like his workers we were pushed as well, better grades, better work ethic even making us workout even at a young age and as you can guess this didn’t go over with our mom but she was no better.
Our mother was cop, a good cop too, she had the highest arrest rate out of anyone in the police department but she was never really home. She was one would define as a workaholic, she tends to bury herself in work and picked up multiply shifts working from morning till night so she didn’t get home till late. By the time she does get home it’s already twelve in the morning and she’s sleeping on the couch leaving her husband alone in the bedroom. We never even saw her in the morning since she wakes up super early and leaves for work immediately leaving us at the mercy of our father and most of the time she never even knew what our father was doing to us until one day that changed everything for us.
Our mother had arrived home early that day since her captain sent her home since she built up to much PTO and when she came back she met with our father smacking Simon with a belt since he got a A-minus on his math homework. Seeing this mother flew into a rage which started a full blown shouting match between the two of them, even to point where father would have gotten violent even, causing our mother to threaten him with her Taser. After that they decided to divorce and separated us from each other, I went with my mom while my twin went with our father and thus the next horrible chapter our lives began.
For me growing up with mom was the worst thing ever, not because she was mean or anything, it’s because she was never there. Just like before she worked late and never came home so I had to take care of myself for most of my childhood, learning things that a boy my age should have never learned, I had learn how to cook for myself leaving multiply burns and scars from knives and burners. I also learned how to clean around the house since she’s never around to do it and it took some scratched up floors and windows, not mention some spankings and shouting from my mom to get it right. In the end I was independent and I provided for myself without ever needing mom…but like any child I still yearned for my mother. If you’re wondering what my brother went through its better if I let him take over.
Thanks brother, if you must know my name is Simon and as my sibling has said my life was just as hard as his was. Our father poured all his hate and strict parenting style on me full force, accelerating my academic achievements and other parts of myself. I have achieved top markers in everything I did, education, sports, and the arts making me one the elitists of the modern world but it was never enough for my father. He wanted to go farther beyond the threshold that society had placed, to achieve records that no one has ever done, I pleaded with him many times about some things are imposable and that all humans have limits on their bodies for a reason but of course my father never listened and kept pushing further and further to the point of exhaustion…or worse. Honestly the only rest I got from my father’s antics was when he was at work allowing me to sneak away from his suffocating prison and reunite with my twin.
That’s right since mom worked late and Simon was so smart we were able to sneak out and hang out together and what did we do during these short moments? Well watch our favorite show that we loved so much, that took us away from our awful life…Kamen Rider W!
Indeed we discovered this show when Mark acquired it from the local DVD store and may I dare say we found it quite enjoyable.
That’s right, it was the best show we watched and we snuck out every day and made our way to an old abandoned warehouse on the docks, and a mobile DVD player in hand to see it. The two in one hero that solved mysteries and saved the day from monsters was amazing but honestly seeing the two hero’s work kind made it feel like we were looking into a mirror. I saw myself in Shotaro, he was cool confident and carried himself with an air of charm and authority like a real detective would and honestly I fell in love with his character easily.
As for me I felt a slight bit of comradery with Phillip, the other half of W, he’s smart and very curious all the time although he was… peculiar but that just made him more enjoyable.
We watched that series from beginning to end so many times, it brought us a sense of comfort during our dreadful lives, little did we know that W saved our lives. We were seventeen when it happened, we had snuck out to watch our show and get away but when we got home that day we both found our parents were killed that very day with our father killed in fire at work due to a gas leak and our mother was shoot in the line of duty during bank heist. When we heard about this…honestly we had no idea how to feel, we didn’t know if we should be sad, happy, angry or anything I mean they treated us so badly but they were still our family honestly it was all confusing. Lucky for us we weren’t going into the foster home system since we were about to turn eighteen in only a few weeks, also it turns out our parents left us some large amounts of money to help keep us a float for a good while, so at least they did one good thing before they died.
Yes, well after a slight altercation and some budget management we were able to buy ourselves a small apartment in the city and we also acquired jobs to help support us, Mark gained a job as a newspaper reporter and I became a librarian and archiver allowing us to provide for ourselves.
But even with us finally free from our parents and living on our own…we still missed them to a degree which left us with an ach in our hearts. We almost thought it would go away at some point but it never did which left us in a very bad place as if we weren’t fulfilled in anyway shape or form…we had nothing. Although one day that changed, it turns out our parents on one thing in their will for us and they waited until we were at least twenty to get it. It came to us in a small silver suitcase and when we opened it we were shocked to find two W drivers!
I have to concur I was quite flabbergasted when I saw this, it turns out our parents knew of our escapades and did nothing to stop us which lead me to believe that they knew we needed a break from their world but didn’t know how too so they let us go so we can be normal together. I don’t know what happened after that but both me and Mark suddenly started crying as if the pain we held inside finally burst forth and we now realized how much we missed or parents.
I will admit it was a harsh night for us but after we calmed down we decided to just go to sleep, to help get our brains to reset in a way but little did we know that our true calling will soon begin.
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“Are you sure this is the place?” a man asked in a very fancy suit and tie set
“I’m sure sir, the address is this location” an old looking chaffier said gesturing outside
It was cloudy at 12 pm in the afternoon in Orlando Florida and parked outside a rather peculiar building was an all-black limo with tinted windows. The two men then stepped out and approached said odd building which looked like a cross between a gym and bowling alley and on the front door was a small sign that read “Bell Private Eye Investigation Agency.” The two men then opened the door that jingled with a small bell hanging over the frame; the inside of the Agency was quite spacious and seemed to be a refurnished lobby. There was a small waiting room with couches surrounding a small coffee table with a pile of magazines and of course there were rows of cases filled with random junk and each one had a label on it dating back to certain cases. In the far room there was small office that looked to have been pulled from an old detective film, blinds on the windows, old maple desk and a bulletin board with tons of photos on it.
There sitting at the desk was a young man that was dressed in an all black suit with a purple undershirt, a purple bowtie around his neck and on his head was a black fedora like the kind that noir investigators wore. The man had raven black hair that was poking out from the hat and blue eyes.
“Excuse me but are you Mark Bell?” the man asked
The fedora wearing man looked up from some papers he was looking at to look at the other man in the eye.
“I am and who might you be?” Mark asked resting his chin on his hand
“My name is Trevor Million and I have come to ask you for your assistance” he replied making Mark raise an eyebrow
“Oh, what’s so important that you need to come to small time detective like me?” Mark asked
“Well to put it simply I think someone is trying to kill me!” he exclaimed
Mark just rolled his eyes at this and went back to his paper without bashing an eyebrow.
“Sir this sounds like an issue for the police don’t you think?” Mark replied sounding uninterested
“I thought so too but they didn’t believe me, then I heard that you deal with more ... impossible cases” Trevor said
This caused Mark to look back up at the man, intrigue now evident in his eyes, as he folded his hands under his chin and rested his elbows on the desk.
“You have my attention” Mark said
“Yes well, recently I was attacked during a meeting with my board of directors until suddenly a hail of nails came crashing through my window!” Trevor exclaimed
“Nails?” Mark asked
“Yes nails, like this one!” Trevor said motioning to his butler
Said man then pulled out small clear bag and set it on Mark’s desk; said bag contained indeed a nail, the same kind that you would use in construction but unlike those this one was much bigger and seemed to made from a solid white material that gleamed in the sunlight. Mark then picked up the bag and studied the nail with a critical eye.
“How many times as this happened?” Mark asked
“Three times so far, one at my house, in my company building and even when I was relaxing at the movie theater!” Trevor exclaimed, sounding very scared
“Which movie theater?” Mark asked confusing the rich man
“Um…Cinemax Orlando…is that important?” Trevor asked confused
“A public crime scenes are much easier to get into then a personal one” Mark replied standing up from his chair, “Mister Million I can assure you I will do everything in my power to find and apprehend this assassin no matter what” Mark stated with an amazing amount of confidence
Trevor beamed with excitement and grabbed Marks hand and shook it fiercely.
“Thank you mister Bell, I am forever in your debt!” Trevor shouted
Mark was able to pull his hand from the excitable man just as said man was leaving the building.
(Mark POV)
After watching the fat rich cat leave the lobby I then moved around my desk and made my way to the back wall, where a small painting of Starry Night was hanging on the wall. I then pressed a small secret button on the side of the painting causing the painting to move away to reveal a number key pad, I then inputted the code into the pad and once I did the wall then slid to the side revealing a long hallway to the back of the building. I then walked down it causing the wall to seal in behind me causing lights brighten up the hallway as I was walking through.
As I walked through the hallway I could hear the sound of classical music being played just ahead of me, making me smile. I then reached the end of the hallway when lead to a rather large room that looked to be an oversized garage and on the other side of garage was a small workspace. Said workspace looked like a small library with tons of small bookshelves lined with old and new books as far as one can see, alongside the books was some whiteboards with complex equations written all over them that I couldn’t make heads or tails of and finally the sound of the classical music was an old record player that sat perfectly on a small table. Next to the table was a recliner and lying in said recliner was another young man with a rather large book in his hands.
“I suspect that we have another unorthodox case to solve do we not?” the man asked lowering his book
This was my twin brother Simon Bell and unlike me he had brown hair with streaks of dyed green hair on different patches of his head but still shared my blue eyes, Simons attire was one would call old fashioned since he wore a beige colored jacket with wrist ruffles, a frilly collared white shirt underneath and beige colored pants.
“You guessed right Simon, we’re looking into some rich guy’s assassin…and I think we’re dealing with a Dopant” I said
I then pulled out the nail that Trevor showed me making Simon get up from his seat and inspected the nail thoroughly.
“Peculiar, the material of this object is the same as the others we found” Simon said
“Yeah either there’s some new trend among murders or something is going on with the Gaia Memories of this world” I replied
Oh yeah I forgot to mention, after mine and Simon’s crying fit we suddenly found ourselves in what can only be descripted as a parallel world and we didn’t exist here, not only that but strangely enough we heard reports about strange monsters appearing all over the world that bore a striking resemblance to Dopants from Kamen Rider W. Of course knowing this and our situation we decided to open our own private investigation company to deal with said creatures.
“Indeed, but seeing as you’re here and not investigating which means you must have some key phrases to use to identify this miscreant” Simon asked as nodded
“Good thing rich folk like to talk so much” I said making my brother smirk
“Ah the folly of the rich indeed” Simon replied he closed his book and stopped the record player
Simon then stepped forward a few paces until closing his eyes.
(Simon POV)
I felt my conscious leave my body and before long I found myself standing before a white void that seemed to span infinitely that is until suddenly rows upon rows of books appeared around me as they all rushed past me at incredible speeds, the Gaia Library, the entire history of everything on planet Earth.
“Commencing look up, Gaia memory, Nail” I spoke calmly
Soon the selves of books started to disappear rapidly until a small amount of books remained behind
“That cleared up some space now brother of mine, would you be so kind as to supply me with another key phrase” I said to my brother outside the Gaia Library
“On it, next phrase is Trevor Million” Mark spoke
Once I heard it I then input the name into the Gaia Library causing more books fly away leaving only one very long row that spanned out into infinity.
“That cleared out quite a tremendous amount of space, what’s next?” I asked
“Next phrase is Cinemax Orlando, the most recent attack on our client” Mark said as I inputted the next phrase
Once again more books flew off and disappeared until only leaving a handful left behind.
“One more key phrase should do the trick brother” I called out happy with our results
“Good thing I have the perfect one assassin” Mark said
Then with one last word the books left until only one remained and on the front of the book read person. I then grabbed the book and flipped it open and once I did I found out who our target was.
“A young woman just peaking at about twenty recently released from Million’s company and her name is Milly White” I read until closing the book and setting it back in its place.
I then closed my eyes and in a matter of seconds I was back in the real world where my brother was typing away on a laptop.
“Found her, she has a time share here in Orlando at a resort at…Universal Studios?” I asked confused
“Ah yes I also read that our nail girl was quite the entrepreneur of film making” I added as Mark nodded
“Well better get there soon before she makes her next move” Mark said bolting from his chair
“I wait for my mark dear brother!” I called out to my sibling as he ran off to apprehend our resident vagabond
(Mark POV)
I had arrived at Universal Studios in a good amount of time and as I entered into the park I scanned the area for any signs of the Gaia Memory user. I then pulled out a photo from my jacket that held a simple mugshot of our culprit, a young woman with long black hair, brown eyes and a pale white skin complexion.
“She must be here somewhere hopefully I didn’t miss her” I said to myself
I then walked past a small in park restaurant and when I took a quick glance over to it I couldn’t help but stop dead in my tracks. There she was just sitting at a table eating a pasta dish and didn’t seem all the wiser to my presence. Without wasting a beat I walked up to the woman who noticed my approach and looked confused.
“Are you Milly White?” I asked sternly making her quite surprised
“Um yes I am, who are you?” she asked
“I’m detective Bell; I was recently hired by your Ex-boss Trevor Million to find an assassin that was after him, you wouldn’t happen to know anything about that right?” I asked with simple eyebrow raise
This made my woman stand up from her seat in fright, her eyes wide with panic until they turned to anger and hate as she stepped out from her table.
“So that filthy rich windbag hired someone to stop me huh, well to bad that jerk has this coming!” she shouted as she reached into her pocket
I held up my hand quickly as to calm the woman down though I doubted it would work.
“Please Miss White, we don’t want any trouble, this doesn’t have to get violent by any means” I said trying to calm the young woman
“To bad! You want to get rid of me?! Then I’m going down with you too!” she shouted
She then pulled out what looked like a white USB drive with a ribcage design and on the front of it was the letter N being made of nails in the picture. The woman then pressed a button on the USB causing a black USB port to appear where her neck meets her collarbone.
NAIL
She then stabbed the USB into the port and as she did the USB slid into her body until her body glowed and morphed in a bright light. When the light vanished all was left was a hulking monster that had white metallic skin, multiply nails poked out of her back and the top of her head looking like porcupine made of nails and leather straps around her chest and stomach with rows and rows of nails like ammo strips. Her left arm was even replaced with a large Vulcan gun that had a belt of nail feed into it.
“A Dopant…just what I needed” I said with groan
The Nail Dopant then raised its arm to me and fired a steam of large nails at me causing me to jump behind a booth to avoid getting skewered. The rapid shots scared the other customers away leaving the building empty expect for me and her…perfect.
“I’m sorry if you feel this way Miss White, but this kind of power is much too dangerous in the wrong hands” I said walking out from behind the booth after making sure the coast was clear, “It saddens my heart to do this but I am forced…opps…sorry I meant to say…we are forced to stop you” I said with a smile
I then pulled out of my jacket a red device with two slots on each side, The W Driver, and placed it on my waist causing a belt to shoot out and wrap around my waist and attach to the device. I then reached into my jacket again and pulled out a USB drive too but unlike hers mine was black and smooth and had a J on the front of the device, the Joker Gaia Memory, I then pressed the button on the device.
Joker
“Simon!” I shouted
(POV: Simon)
I was looking through the selection of books on my selves to find something to read until an unnatural feeling spread across my waist. I then looked down and found my brothers red belt device on my waist making me smirk.
“No rest for weary my dear brother, no rest indeed” I said as I reached into my suit jacket
I then pulled out my own USB driver that was green with a C made of wind on the front, the Cyclone Gaia Memory, and pressed the button.
Cyclone
“Henshin!/Henshin!”
I then plugged my Memory into the right slot of my device causing it to disappear and once it did, I then felt weightless and without warning I felt my mind leave my body behind.
(POV: Mark)
A bright light appeared in the right slot of my device, that being Simon’s Memory and plugged it into my right side causing it to light up, I then slotted my memory into left side of the device and once secure I then grabbed both sides of the device and flicked them making it form a W shape and activated the Driver.
Cyclone, Joker
Music played as the wind whipped around me like…well…a cyclone. Soon small pieces formed over my body and solidified until coming together and formed a suit around my body. The suit was even split down the middle with the right side being green with a yellow strip going over the right pec and around the right shoulder as well a yellow wrist cuff and yellow around the right ankle. The other half was similar in design but instead of green it was black and the stripes were purple. On my head was a split helmet with again green on the right and black on the left and two red compound eyes with two horns like eyebrows above said eyes forming a W and for the finishing touch a white scarf around my neck.
The wind then picked up causing banner and flags to whip around, and debris and trash blew across the ground. Even the Dopant had to raise her arms to shield herself from the wind as it whipped her in the face.
“What is this, who the hell are you!?” she shouted in anger and fright just as the wind died down
“Kamen Rider…W, Now count up your sins!” said both mine and Simons voice from my body as we pointed at the Dopant
With a shout the Dopant raised its arm cannon and fired another stream of nails at us but we instantly jumped over the attack and landed behind her. The Dopant turned around to attack but we quickly went in for our own strike and started pelting her with blows, landing right hooks and left hooks before hitting her with a strong kick to the chest sending her sprawling on her back. We then charged in to attack the mutant but the Nail Dopant then pulled out a small frag grenade that had of course nails sticking out the shell. She then pulled the pin on the device and let it fly through the air until exploding with a shower of nails causing us to sneer in agony as sharp metal points pelted our suit which thankful withstood the attack. The Dopant went back on the attack and opened fired at us causing us to dive behind a table causing nails to be imbedded into the table.
“It seems our new combatant is quite skilled in the art of long range combat” Simon said, the right eye flashing indicate it
“Wow thanks for the news flash bro!” I shouted to my brother sarcastically
“Do not be snippy with me brother, not since when I have a counter strategy to her assault” Simon countered
“And what would that be?” I asked back
Simon then took control of the right arm and pulled out a yellow Gaia memory with an L shaped like a moon on the front.
“We simply need a new complexion to thwart our foe” Simon said pressing the button on the memory
Luna
Simon then used the right arm to shift the W Driver back to the upright position and swapped out the Cyclone memory with the Luna one before flicking the driver back to the W potion.
Luna, Joker
Soon the right side of the armor transitioned from green and yellow to yellow and gold. Once the change was complete we shot out our right arm up causing it to extend like rubber making us grasp a roof fan causing us to be pulled up and just in time too because the Dopant just broke the table sending nails flying through the splintered wood. She then looked up at us only to meet by our right foot as we extended it forward hitting her square in the face and while she hissed in pain we then let go of the fan and extend our hand forward and grabbed her shoulder and reeled ourselves in and kneed her in the stomach making her stumble back in pain. Once she down and dazed we then switched the memories back to Cyclone changing us back.
“Okay that was good move Simon” I said to my twin
“Undoubtedly so my dear brother, so what will our most prudent course of action?” he asked although I knew he knew the answer
“Memory Break time!” I shouted as I grabbed the Joker Memory from the driver and pulled it out
“Then by all means, let’s end this rabble once and for all!” Simon declared, taking the memory from the left hand and slotting it into a small port on the side of the belt
The Memory then glowed with purple energy before we smacked it and supercharged it for our final attack!
Joker! Maximum Drive!
We then rose into the air on the wind making us rise higher and higher and once we were high enough we then extend our feet and dived down to our enemy!
“Joker Extreme!”
We then split in half down the middle during decent, causing each kick to impact the Dopant before merging us back to together and ending with a big explosion! We then landed on the ground just as the smoke cleared from the attack to see the young woman lying on her back and on the ground beside her head was a now shattered Gaia Memory.
“Well that was an easy job, honestly one of our easiest yet” I said admiring our handiwork
“Indeed and may dare add we also avoided massive amounts of property damage unlike the last time you…” Simon said before I interrupted
“I get it Simon! Geez man you blow up one ice cream truck you never let it down!” I retorted making my brother chuckle
“Well one must learn from their mistakes to improve” Simon said, wagging the right arm in a knowing gesture
“Whatever man, I’ll see you back at the building?” I asked
“Indeed, I’ll have dinner ready for us when you arrive” Simon replied with a bit of joy in his voice
“Great, can’t wait!” I replied with excitement
We then shifted the Driver back to the upright direction and removed the Gaia Memories causing the suit to disappear leaving only me in body and mind. With a deep breath I then stowed away the Driver and memory into my jacket as I strolled out of the park, just in time to walk past some park security guards as they did their jobs.
“All in a day’s work and with that another case is closed” I said with a smile while in my hand was the very same nail that the rich man gave me and of course the shattered Gaia Memory.