Let's Rock! [NIGHT]

[Seven]

Tokyo: Shibuya Remmants? Pathetic!" Seven said, looking at the letter in his hand which he recieved from an group who knew about his Kamen Rider powers. He didn't like what was going on, nor did he like the fact that someone had found out about him. No matter, he would take care of this problem soon enough. Seven had no idea who he was looking for but by judging this place, the head leader of this group would be wearing something nice compared to everyone here. He placed his hands in his pockets and waited for this leader and his little test of games began.

[Kakeru Daishori]

Kakeru sat atop one of the many half-destroyed buildings in Shibuya, looking down at the dark-skinned man who, to a normal person, would appear to be lost in this gods-forsaken hell-hole. But to Kakeru, head field agent of the Black Fang, the man was perfectly on time, and in the exact right place. A quick flick of a card from his left hand, and a spark shot out, burning the letter in the darker man's hand. "Good, you've finally showed up. I was getting tired of waiting for you, new guy. Ugh, what was your name again? Ah, forget it. Not like I'd remember it. So, you ready to begin, Ghost?" He said with a chuckle, cracking his neck and knuckles.

[Seven]

The letter within Seven's burned away, causing Seven realize that he was no alone. There was nothing but ashes in his hand. He turned around, looking at the man who appeared to know clearly, who Seven was. He seem to be an asshole which Seven never did take to kindly to. "First buddy, the name is Seven, not Ghost. And I didn't say I would join." He said, point blame. He began walking towards the man who was dress in a rather interesting suit. It would seem as thought, the man wished to fight but seeing how the new figure didn't have a bounty on his head and was no more then an ass, there was no need for Seven to fight. He stopped a few inches away from the man and flipped the man off. After the man got a good look at Seven's middle finger, he turned around and started walking away.

[Kakeru Daishori]

Kakeru sat, laughing at the man's response, who even bothred to correct Kakeru about his name. Kakeru knew it all along, he just didn't like calling someone by a number. Then, the man decided it would be a smart idea to, in the middle of a massive slum of ruins, when speaking to a known fighter, turn his back and try to provoke him. Standing up, he began to speak, in very plain Japanese. "Izure ka no senaka o kaiten suru to, ichi-nin wa ima de wa hai ni narimasu yô ni." In the blink of an eye, Kakeru had transformed into Straight Flush, and was aiming an electrified kick straight at Seven's back.




((Translation Note: "Izure ka no senaka o kaiten suru to, ichi-nin wa ima de wa hai ni narimasu yô ni." translates as "As one turns his back, as one now turns to dust."))

[Seven]

As he walked away, this man dared to call him out, in japanese? Seven never asked to join. He never asked for this man to come and seek him out. He slowly turned around to see that he man was moving at such speed with a kick, what is now facing his chest. Seven didn't have enough of time to using his fading ability, so he would go with the more direct route, taking the kick head on. He took a deep breathe, relaxed his body for powerful feat. The kick made contact with his chest, feeling as tho a rib or two had been broken. Seven stood his ground tho. He grabbed the foot and began using his Molecular Acceleration ability on the man's leg. The heat began burning through the man's suit but seeing how it was covered lightning. The two power between these men collided, causing an explosion.

[Kakeru Daishori]

"Subarashii! That's it, show some fighting spirit! Or are you a ghost that's still afraid of death?" Kakeru said, being knocked back by the explosion and flipping backwards in the air before landing and skidding along the ground. He flashed a card in his right hand, then crushed it, the card bursting into particles and reforming into a blue billiards cue bearing the design of leviathan. "Let's see ya put that sword to use!"

[Seven]

Using one of his abilities, Seven's body began to faded as the explosion as it began to consume a large amount of area. Once he in a decent place, his body became once again solid. He was unable to see, his enemy but he could hear his voice trying to push Seven to his limits. The young man stood up, took off his red jacket, revealing his white t-shirt and his musculature arms. He couldn't remember when he had such a fight like then one, but not the less, he believe he enemy was beneath him. "You should watch what you say or maybe you'll be the one, deceased." Seven responded, as he summoned his blade that his enemy had desired to fight. The smoke began clearing, allowing Seven to see his target who seemed to crushed card. Eyeing the man, he felt no feel. Only the desire to kill this meaningless soul and collect the bounty on this man's head.

[Kakeru Daishori]

Kakeru chuckled, spinning the cue in his hand. He swayed a bit in place, not due to weakness or fatigue, but because his legs were trembling in anticipation of his next move. Waiting to rip this man apart. He dashed at Seven, thrusting the Levia Cue at him, waiting for a response.

[Seven]

"Fool! Your dare to attack me with such a trivial attack?" Seven questioned the man, while he raised his sword to shield himself from the enemy. Using his free hand, Seven stepped into the stalemate and grabbed Kakeru's hand while forming a small smirk on his face. "Kakeru Daishori, I believe? You have quiet the bounty on your head, yes?"

[Kakeru Daishori]

Kakeru chuckled in response to the man's actions, glaring at him through his visor. "Transform. Otherwise, I won't have any fun ripping you apart." He chuckled again, as Seven reached out to grab Kakeru's hand, and responded to Seven's inquiry. "Aye, that's me. And I only have a bounty in Vegas. They aren't fond of a random foreigner bankrupting sixteen casinos."

[Seven]

Seven found his opponent to be in quiet the hurry, as well as arrogant which will be his opponent's downfall. "I prefer not to transform. Only those who have proven themselves worth in combat, make face me in my true form." Seven said rather cold, making a note that this man wasn't worth of fighting such power nor did he have the right to request something like that. With his hand still around Kakeru's, Seven hands started warming up, holding to burn the lad.

[Kakeru Daishori]

Kakeru sighed, as his hand started to become warm, but no damage was dealt. The Wolf head was pouring out freezing cold energy faster than Seven could produce heat. With a crackling sound, Kakeru swung up his left leg, aiming a barrage of rapid, electrified kicks at Seven's ribs.