Juuken Sentai Gekiranger

[BoukenRed VI]

Well, this is my first Fan-Fics. This is going to be based on the 2007 Sentai series. Alot of speculation has been going around about the series, but something has been agreed is that it will be called GekiRanger. I have decided to base my Fic on this rumor or whatever people may call it.

Another rumor going around is GekiRed and Extinct Species Family Alzomar or something to this degree, are in a slumber and are awoken. GekiRed then has to find 4 Rangers from the present to aid him in his battle.

So this is basically the starting point for my Fic.

I am going to basically upload each of the parts in chapters, NOT EPISODES, so it is kind of like a story.

So here we go!

[BoukenRed VI]

Chapter One : Awaken GekiRed!

Underneath the ground, the Kingdom of Alzomar rested. In perfect slumber, Alzomar lay dormant ignored and oblivious to any. The castle sat in the middle of the town. Outside a great statue of the King Jin-Sei wielding a sword and throwing it towards the sun. But the sun shone here no more. And the Kings statuesque appearance was nothing like that anymore.

In a chamber, underneath the main castle, a man lay on a stone table. Around the edges of the table was ancient scripture, only comprehended by Alzomarians. Over his body an glass cover, the pristine shimmering glass. A blue glow emitted from within. The man, dressed in ancient silk clothing, lay motionless. His long black hair fell onto the flat stone. His uncut fringe holding over his eyes. But suddenly however, the door over looking the circular room swung open. Two groggy figures stumbled into the room.

“There he is down there!” said one of the two, as he supported himself against the wall. A spiral staircase, which went around the whole room, down to the floor, was the only thing separating the two, from the sleeping man.

“We must slay him!” said the same man-like figure. As they moved into the light you could see that they were not human, but more cat-like. Each with jet black skin, but golden highlights running over their bodies.

“Kohei, do not rush with haste. He slumbers like a deaf baby. We could slaughter him with our bare hands,” exclaimed the other, as he had stopped Kohei from tumbling down the spiralling steps. They slowly then made their decent from the doorway. When they had reached the man, they stood either side of him. Facing each other, they chanted in Alzomarian. A dark mist grew over the glass, devouring it. When the chant had finished the glass smashed and the shards evaporated into the air.

“Elven glass. Never to be trusted,” joked Kohei, “Keiko, peaceful is he. A shame it would be to awaken him. The great crimson warrior!.”

Keiko laughed. His voice was harsh and deep. He pulled a great blade from his side. And Kohei did the same, but pulling two smaller blades from each side. Whilst this was happening, not one of them had noticed the twitch that had come from the resting man’s hand. His breath grew steadier, but was still slow.

“Kohei let us make minced meat of this heroic failure!” said Keiko, as both of them raised their blades. Suddenly, the man’s eyes grew wide.

“BUT DO NOT RUSH WITH HASTE, MY OLD FRIEND!” as the once sleeping man, turned and kicked Keiko in the midriff. Doubling over, Keiko dropped his sword. But Kohei, still with both of his swords attempted to smite the man. Swiping once, the man ducked and with the other tried to take his legs, but with a quick jump, the man avoided the sword.

Somersaulting over the table, the man picked up Keiko’s sword. As Keiko regained on his feet, the man kicked him in his back, causing him to fly over the table.

“Now, now Akera! We both know your energy will not hold up! You have just come to, you have as much energy as a mere child from the womb!” cackled Kohei.

“I will still slay both off you!” yelled Akera. Knowing this was true; he held back any signs of showing this to his enemies. Kohei charged, by jumping onto the table and then leaping off, with his dual blades. Swinging them through the air with great speed, Akera through his sword into the middle blocking both of Kohei’s attacks, then using his free hand, he delivered a punch to his Kohei’s face. Keiko had now come to and joined into the attack. Akera noticed this and quickly climbed a couple of steps. Giving him a height advantage, he swung his sword towards both their heads, which made them duck. As both came up, Akera had climbed yet more steps. Keiko and Kohei followed. Keiko tried a punch to Akera, but he dodged and elbowed him in the face. With the sword Akera swung aiming for the top of the head, but both avoided, causing it to go between them, and hitting the stone steps with a clang. Kohei used his forearm to push Akera back and then again attack with his swords. But Akera rolled back and forth to his left and right. Keiko attempted to stamp on him, but missed. With his left leg, Akera swiped both of his enemies legs, causing them to stumble backwards, rolling down the stairs. Knowing his energy was depleted Akera made for the exit. From behind him came the voice of Keiko.

“Akera! My sword!” This caused Akera to turn. He held the blade in the air and inspected it. His face turned with disgust.

“No blade of mine will be tainted by the hand of evil!” he shouted as he through it down, over the side of the staircase, it fell blade first, with its blade piercing the ground. On impact it quivered.

“You think you are better than us. But yet we are the same!” said Keiko in a goading tone. Akera acknowledged this, and winced. The sound of footsteps came from outside of the room. Akera knew this would be another threat and with his current lack of energy, he decided to avoid another fight. Turning he darted from the room. A smile crept across Keiko’s face, with satisfaction of some kind.