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A Rider Kick in Marvel Rewrite Ch 34
🕑 Added 2025-03-06 14:20:52 +0000 UTCThe battle raged across the urban landscape, Ace in his Mighty Form trading blows with the Fly Grongi, Me·Ivae·Ba. Each strike resonated with raw power, concrete cracking beneath their feet with every impact. Ace's red armor gleamed under the city lights, his movements precise and calculated.
Ivae screeched, darting between strikes with insectoid agility. The Grongi's compound eyes tracked Ace's movements, calculating each potential counterattack. Ace landed a solid punch that sent Ivae skidding across the pavement, but the creature quickly recovered.
Suddenly, Ivae lunged forward, grabbing Ace with surprising strength. Before Ace could react, the Grongi's wings buzzed to life, lifting him high into the air. The cityscape shrank beneath them, buildings becoming tiny geometric shapes.
At the peak of their ascent, Ivae released Ace, sending him plummeting toward the unforgiving ground below. Wind rushed past, buildings blurring in Ace's peripheral vision.
With lightning-quick reflexes, Ace's hand shot out and grabbed a protruding ledge. His fingers gripped the concrete edge, stopping his descent mere meters from the street. In one fluid motion, he breaks the ledge, simultaneously transforming into Dragon Form.
The severed ledge became an extension of his will, morphing instantly into the Dragon Rod as Ace's blue armor materialized around him.
Ace landed gracefully, the Dragon Rod extending with fluid precision. His blue armor gleamed as he moved like liquid mercury, each step calculated and deliberate. The Dragon Rod became an extension of his body, sweeping through the air with deadly accuracy.
Ivae darted and weaved, matching Ace's speed with frantic, insectoid movements. The Grongi's wings buzzed, creating sharp counterpoints to Ace's smooth strikes. For every attack Ace launched, Ivae had a rapid, twitching response.
Their battle raged across the cityscape, neither gaining a clear advantage. The Dragon Rod struck sparks against Ivae's chitinous body, while the Grongi's claws scraped against Ace's armored form.
"Are you not concerned about your human companions?" Ivae hissed, his compound eyes glinting. "My associates are moving through the city even now."
Ace's response was calm and resolute. "I trust Detective Watanabe."
Something shifted in Ace's stance. The Dragon Rod began moving faster, more intensely. He rushed forward with increased ferocity, each strike of the Rod carrying more power than the last. Ivae found himself pushed back, unable to match the sudden surge of Ace's determination.
The battle intensified as Ace's Dragon Form pressed its advantage. Ivae's movements became more erratic, his earlier calculated strikes dissolving into desperate, panicked movements. The Grongi's compound eyes darted frantically, searching for an escape route.
Sensing defeat, Ivae's wings began to vibrate at an increasingly rapid pitch. He started to lift off the ground, attempting to flee from Ace's relentless assault. The Fly Grongi's survival instinct took over, overriding its mission and pride.
Ace would not let him go.
The air crackled with tension as Ace raised his hand, determination burning in his eyes.
"Chou Henshin!"
In an instant, his body transformed. The blue and black armor melted away, replaced by the sleek green form of Pegasus. His movements became fluid, precise - each motion calculated and sharp. The transformation complete, Ace's enhanced senses flooded his perception. The world around him sharpened, colors became more vivid, sounds more distinct.
Ace draws Yuri's gun and it began to shift and change. Metal segments realigned, extending and reshaping. Within moments, the standard firearm transformed into the legendary Pegasus Bowgun - a weapon of incredible precision and power.
The bowgun is sleek and angular, with a black body, green gems and golden accents.
The Pegasus Bowgun gleamed in the light, its green metallic surface reflecting Ace's determined expression. His heightened senses locked onto Ivae's position, tracking the Fly Grongi's erratic movements with superhuman accuracy.
Ace raised the Bowgun, his grip steady, his aim unwavering.
Ace's heightened senses in Pegasus Form locked onto Ivae's erratic flight path. The Fly Grongi darted through the sky, a blur of insectoid movement, but Ace's enhanced perception tracked every twist and turn.
He raised the Pegasus Bowgun, the sleek weapon gleaming with green and gold accents. His fingers traced the trigger, muscles tensed with precision. The bowgun hummed with energy, a low vibration that resonated with Kuuga's power.
Ace pulled the trigger.
An energy arrow erupted from the bowgun, cutting a sharp green trajectory through the air. The projectile moved with impossible accuracy, guided by Ace's heightened senses and unwavering focus.
The arrow struck Ivae squarely in the back.
Upon impact, the symbol of Kuuga - a distinctive tribal mark - blazed across Ivae's body. The Grongi's gedoruto, the belt-like device controlling its existence, began to crack under the energy's assault.
Ivae let out a final, terrified screech as the gedoruto shattered completely.
The Fly Grongi exploded in a spectacular burst of light and energy, marking the end of its deadly mission.
Ace lowered the Pegasus Bowgun, its green energy dissipating into the night air. With a subtle mental command, his form shimmered and transformed back to the familiar red Mighty Form. The sleek, high-tech bowgun contracted and morphed, returning to a standard sidearm that he holstered smoothly at his side.
The remnants of the Fly Grongi's explosion faded, leaving behind only wisps of smoke and scattered debris. Ace surveyed the scene, his breathing steady, his movements controlled. The streets around him were quiet now, the chaos of the battle momentarily subdued.
Ace decides to head to where Yuri is, in downtown, still worried that there is still trouble.
Ace revved the Trychaser 2000, weaving through New York's streets with practiced precision. The motorcycle's engine hummed beneath him, carrying him swiftly toward downtown where Yuri had been heading. Concern etched his features - the potential for continued violence from the Grongi's coordinated attack weighed heavily on his mind.
As he approached the financial district, the scene gradually came into view. Police vehicles surrounded the area, their lights casting rotating red and blue patterns across the buildings. Ambulances were parked nearby, medical personnel tending to the wounded.
Ace slowed the Trychaser, scanning the area. Relief washed over him as he realized the immediate threat had been neutralized. The police officers nearby tensed at his approach, hands instinctively moving toward their weapons.
Before tension could escalate, Detective Yuri Watanabe stepped forward. She raised a hand, signaling to the officers to stand down. "It's alright," she called out, walking toward Ace. "He's with me."
The officers relaxed slightly, though their wary gazes remained fixed on the armored warrior. Yuri approached Ace, a hint of a smile crossing her professional demeanor.
"Glad to see the situation is handled," Ace said, his voice calm and measured.
"What? You didn't trust me?" Yuri asked, one eyebrow raised.
"I was worried there for a second, but glad to see my trust was not misplaced."
Yuri's professional demeanor returned. "Situations like these are police matters. It's nothing we can't handle. So, what about that fly monster?"
"Gone and dusted, and I believe this belongs to you. Thank you by the way." Ace returns Yuri's sidearm.
Ace tilted his head, studying Detective Watanabe. "Can I expect more collaborations like this in the future?"
Yuri's professional demeanor softened slightly. "Probably," she replied, her tone pragmatic but not dismissive.
"Thank you for your help today," Ace said, his voice sincere.
Yuri nodded. "And thank you, Kamen Rider, for handling the Grongi threat."
The Trychaser's engine roared to life, its sleek red and black frame gleaming in the urban light. Ace revved the motorcycle, the sound cutting through the post-battle silence. With a swift motion, he accelerated away from the scene.
Yuri watched as the Rider machine disappeared into the bustling New York streets, her gaze tracking its departure until it merged with the city's flow.
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T.0.PA.CI.0
I believe you mean blue form right ?
