Kamen Rider Quantum™
Episode One: All Aboard the Quantum Express! Part One (Pilot)
Written By Lexington “Chip” Lonewolf
12/08/08
Episode One: All Aboard the Quantum Express! Part One (Pilot)
Written By Lexington “Chip” Lonewolf
12/08/08
Author’s Note: This is my American version of one of my favorite Kamen Rider seasons, Kamen Rider Den-O. I do not own the rights to Kamen Rider; this is a fanfic made by a loyal fan.
Chapter One: A Clumsy Teen
Seattle, Washington; January 3, 2009
“Hey kid, you alright?”
A seventeen year-old boy named Drake Williams was sitting on his bicycle was shaking off a major head rush (and some sand); he didn’t notice that he and his bike were stuck in a tree. He was taking a shortcut to his sister’s bookstore through a construction site, and didn’t see a plank propped up on a paint can, until it was too late. The bike (with the boy on it) was launched into the air, and landed securely within the twisted branches of a leafless tree.
Unfortunately, Drake didn’t notice that he was into a tree until he saw the construction worker that asked if he was alright. He gasped. “What happened?!” When he heard the worker’s recollection, he felt stupid for taking a shortcut to get there.
“Don’t worry,” said the Construction worker. “I’ll ask for some help to get you and your bike down.”
About forty five minutes later, Drake was able to pedal his bike on terra firma, with a stern warning to watch where he was riding his bike. Drake was a rather skinny looking blond-haired boy that wore mostly colorful clothing that his sister and grandmother were able to buy since his parent’s death when he was six. Today, he was wearing a Seahawks t-shirt, a blue hoodie, brown cargo pants, and green Nike sneakers. He was also wearing a green helmet, protecting his head in case he got into an accident. Since he started living with his sister, she insisted that he wears a helmet to keep his head intact.
As Drake pedaled through a park, a huge blast of sand erupted from Drake’s body, and took form in front of the bike’s path a few meters away into the first half of some monster’s body, with the other half of his body floating over his head. He had only the colorings of the sand that took that form, and it was a rather creepy sight to say the least.
The monster spoke like a punk from Queens, and he looked like something creepy out of Drake’s imagination. “Tell me you heart’s desire… The sky’s the… ACK!”
The monster was cut off by the wheels of Drake’s wheels, with the rider of the bike not noticing what he did. As soon as Drake made it out of the park, and pedaled diagonally across the street to his family’s old bookstore, the Constellation Dream Bookstore, where he and his sister were working since she got her business degree, and re-opened the store about two years back.
Within the Constellation Dream Bookstore, the usual customers, “Scoop” Jacobs and Professor McLoughlin, were sitting at a counter with their coffee that Drake’s sister brews by hand, and makes her own blends. The atmosphere of the bookstore was like an old study, with all the hardback books taking up almost all the bookshelf space. A round table with a display was the most prominent part of the store, where the elevated center was an antique telescope with a lot of sentimental value.
Sara Williams was giving Professor some dollar coins in change after he bought another book on psychological theories. She closed the till of her old-fashioned cash register, as she looked up to see Drake. She was a beautiful light auburn-haired lady dressed in a nice sweater, and a skort with constellations. Her face had just the right amount of makeup, and her hair was kept away from her face with pewter hair clips. “Oh! Drake! You came at just the right time. I have dishes from the breakfast rush for you to clean. But before that, could you take the polish, and liven up the telescope? It needs to shine tonight.”
Drake put on his half-apron around his waist, and took the wood polish off the old bar counter, and smiled to his very sweet older sister. “Sure thing, sis.”
Scoop noticed a little bit of sand coming out of Drake’s clothing. “What did you do, Drake… fall into a sand pit at the beach or something?”
Sara giggled, as she went into the back to get lunch for her and Drake.
End of Chapter One.
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