//------------------------------// // Fight // Story: Driven Spirit // by KukriRyuTsukino //------------------------------// 'We'll just have to find them,' he noted as he grabbed the Ghost Driver, flicking it at Sunset before he flicked the Ghost Eyecon even as he scooped up Specter's.  His gaze shifted to the Gamma. "Ready?" he muttered as his hand shifted across his waist, tendrils of reddish orange flames revealing his own Ghost Driver as he heard the soft click of hers locking in. "Hmm mmm," he heard her murmur. Now… "Henshin!" "Henshin!" Both of them moved at the same moment, transforming as the Parka Ghosts settled onto their shoulders as their armor formed in a surge of golden red and deep navy flames. "We don't need your damned kind, Kamen Riders!" the Yari Gamma snarled. “You may not need us… but you’re kinda stuck with us now… like a bad rash. So hope you enjoy getting fucked hard…” Sunset quipped as she pushed off as the new Kamen Rider Ghost slid beneath a hasty stab from the spear wielding Gamma even as the new Kamen Rider Specter grabbed the spear and yanked him off balance, spinning and tearing the spear from its grasp before slapping him twice across the face with rapid spinning swipes of his own weapon, sparks flying from the impacts, steel meeting dense spiritual energy charged flesh before the spear was thrust deep into its side, opening a slash that erupted a burst of sparks before Sunset threw a quartet of hard body punches before her fist ignited in bright golden red tipped light sea green flames as she punched a fifth time, a small detonation throwing the Gamma back hard, tumbling him off balance. Specter snorted a laugh. “Oh, he’s gonna get pounded, and not in the fun way,” he drawled as he pulled out, then pushed in the handle of the Ghost Driver, his Sigil igniting in bluish violet flames before streaming into his leg as he pushed off with inhuman speed. "What was that? You didn't call for the teabagging service?" Specter taunted. Ghost coughed in surprise at the taunt. "You call us damned? What does that make you, murderer? Don't think I couldn't smell that rancid copper stench," she said icily. "So what if I'm a killer? Not like you can do anything about it," the Yari Gamma said arrogantly. "Nothing like a good heart beating its last few beats in my grip," he sneered.  Specter's eyes narrowed as, for an instant, he could see the arrogant smirk of a blond in a blue edged white gi and striking gloves. "Kobra… of the Black Dragon," his voice was a low growl, to which the Yari Gamma snarled. "So what if you know who I once was? It doesn't matter worth a damn!" the Gamma snarled as he charged.  Specter tilted his head as, in sync, he and Sunset pushed in the handles of their Ghost Drivers.  "Ore no iki-zama, misete yaru!" "Inochi, moyasu ze!" Both of them spoke as the Ghost Drivers invoked three words simultaneously. "Ore! Omega Drive!" as deep cornflower blue and bright reddish orange energy formed Sigils that streamed into their right and left legs before they pushed off into synchronized jumping back kicks that caught the Gamma in the chest. The armored vest shot off as Kobra's form resolved visibly, shock on his face. Unfortunately for the gangster, his body began to smolder and crack in tendrils of red edged darkness before both his 'body' as well as his armored vest were incinerated in a fireball that detonated as the energy escaped. As the flames faded into smoldering char, Kobra's body was visible… but as a dark blue quartz statue that even as they watched gained fine cracks as red edged make curled out from the cracks. "Sā, omae no tsumi o kazoero!" Specter deadpanned as the statue shattered into shards with a masculine cry of agony that fractured into finer and finer shards until it was dust. He sighed as he turned away, shaking his head. "Do you remember anything between being… 'ejected' from your body and wandering around?" he sighed as he pulled the Eyecon out, his armor dispelling in tendrils of reddish black tipped sapphire flames. His companion winced as she did the same before she blinked, noticing that her body was more solid. "Unfortunately not. I don't even know how I did it. Supposedly, Astral Projection is a Lost Gift," she replied before holding out the Ghost Eyecon to him before he curled her fingers around it.  "Keep it… and we will find your body," he commented wryly. He saw her blink before she pocketed it. "Hmmm. I have to wonder if the Luminary Eyecons gained their… Gift," he muttered in thought.  "Gift?" Sunset echoed, blinking as he stepped closer before whispering in her ear. "Supposedly, if one with a Ghost Driver successfully gathers all fifteen Luminary Eyecons within a certain period of time, they are granted a wish… of any sort," he murmured, "though being that the series that they came from… and the Gamma… for that matter… is a 'fantasy series', I can’t be certain. Between you and me, using an unfettered wish to find your body seems… a weak reason to seek them out. I'd say finding them to keep them out of the hands of the Gamma is good… could be we'd find a reason to use a wish as we go," he commented wryly. He didn't say that the world he appeared to be in was also a 'fantasy series'. His gaze shifted before scanning around thoughtfully. "I don't know anywhere around here, honestly," he sighed. He took a deep breath as his shoulders tensed, his wings emerging for a moment before retreating, golden scarlet feathers drifting in the air for several seconds before igniting in ebony edged scarlet flames, dissolving into prismatic, glittering ashes.  He missed how her eyes widened in surprise. "You know, you could try focusing on drawing energy to yourself to manifest an 'energy shell' that would resemble your body, thus, it would only take time and practice… and finding your body…" he commented wryly.  "But if I wait too long… wouldn't the link between body and spirit weaken?" Sunset questioned.  Makoto shrugged. "I don't know. Logically? Most likely. But call it a hunch… whoever has your body has a reason behind taking it," he commented.  Sunset grimaced at that. "I won't be anyone's puppet," she muttered. He chuckles in amusement. That didn't surprise him at all.