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Hopper1 glared at the closed Gate, fuming as obviously as was possible.

Steamliner chuffed alongside, matching its partner's gaze, and sighed.

Before the train Chemy could speak, though, Hopper1 gave voice to its thoughts:

'We could have intervened sooner! We could have talked Spanner through this sooner! And now, he's locked away and babysitting a primordial force of alchemy, to put his demons in their place!'

Hopper1 stamped the ground, and only then did it deflate, resting its head on the ground.

'We weren't watching the Ouroborous Realm. And we should have been,' Steamliner concurred.

'Instead, we were just as vulnerable to the time loop as anyone else.'

Hopper1 twitched its wings, sulking.

'You know him, though, Hopper1 - he'll power through it. Once he's taught something, he doesn't give up on it.'

'... No,' the other Chemy said, at length. 'I guess not. You think he'll make it to the wedding?'

Steamliner honked. 'They won't have it without him!'

Spanner's own partner Chemies would see to that.
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Timestamp: 2011

There were some things Professor Kongo did not miss about the Alchemist Union - but the Chemies themselves weren't on that list. So when certain alumni offered to bring them over to show the children- well, she'd insisted on precautions, she wasn't careless. But she was hardly going to turn them down!

Steeeeeaaaam! MadWheelWHEEL! Kesuzooooo~!

Not all of the Chemies had come along; that was to be expected, particularly with the Cosmic and Fantastical Chemies - the history between the Level 10s of those categories and certain alchemists meant such an association would always be more fragile than any that involved the other categories - but there were still more than enough to hold the attention of all the children under her care, from the youngest to the oldest.

BountyBUN! ~Panpakaparka!~ RenKING!

Which meant... a lot of Chemies. And while she was far from understaffed, and some of the older children had siblings they looked after, that still all added up to a LOT of commotion.
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Sabeliger hadn't been convinced the other Chemies' enthusiasm about these small, 'pre-alchemists' was warranted. But as one of the more imposing Chemies, he'd seen fit to come along in X-Rex's stead, to oversee some of the likewise-small Chemies in the hopes of providing some needed protection.

... And yet, he had found himself an object of- climbing. They did not pull on his fur, making it more akin to an awkward hug than any of them trying to treat him like Xeggdrasil, but it did cause difficulty keeping track of everyone else.

'Are you all right, Mister Sabeliger?'

Sabeliger nudged one of the kids who had gotten too close to his face - a mild warning, swiftly adhered to - and turned to look down...

Televi. One of the newer Artifact Chemies. An appearance reminiscent of recent human technology, making them 'newer' on more than one level.

'I am unharmed, Televi,' he replied, resisting the urge to shake out his fur. (He could now see that three of the Insect Chemies had found a toy chemistry set. BeetlX had joined this expedition, making that not his problem. Thank goodness.)

'If, however, you are willing to distract some of them for a time, that would be... appreciated.'

One of the small humans leaning against him was purring, which led him to believe this might not work, but his patience WAS limited. He had to try.

Televi cocked their head, then nodded. 'I'll do my best, Mister Sabeliger! Just, hold on.'

They scuttled over to a desk - a clean one, not where the aforementioned chemistry set had been - and started tracking down age-appropriate channels. On silent, not that that stopped all of the kids from noticing.

The reaction was notable. And, thankfully, positive.
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Smaphone was on a mission.
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This new place had many computers - but, maybe there was one like him, that was ALSO a Chemy? Then that Chemy could be a trio with Smaphone and Televi!

Which meant putting its Chemy Detection app to work...

Ping! Ping! Ping! Ping! Ping-

Whoops... That was the downside of so many of them being here, but it could deal with that!

"Hello? You're not really a phone, are you?"

Smaphone pointedly did not jump upon being addressed, turning to see... one of the pre-alchemists, small and with brown-blonde hair. Both Chemy and human stood still for a few seconds, sizing each other up.

"Sma sma?"

"... Oh! I know! I can take you to Sabimaru-kun! If he doesn't know the answer, I'm sure his brother will. I'm Amu; what's your name?"

That was easy enough to answer: "Smaphone! Sma sma!"

The two chattered away with questionable amounts of mutual intelligibility, eventually making it to the library. Finally able to sense something different through its detector app, Smaphone grew increasingly animated in excitement.

"Hey, Sabimaru! Do you know what this Chemy can do?"

There was an even smaller pre-alchemist, holding a tablet, hiding behind a stack of books. The little one flinched, and Smaphone couldn't help but relate. 'Hi! We won't hurt you!'

Whether this human could understand it wasn't entirely clear... but the tablet in his hands had something interesting on its screen.

Provoking a muffled "Hey!" from Amu, Smaphone jumped down to get a better look. The center icon glowed, and Sabimaru... calmed down?

The tablet even emitted a voice: 'It is nice to meet you, Smaphone. Amu wasn't bothering you, was she?'

Smaphone shook its head, absolutely thrilled at being in this situation. Human and technology, working together to speak!!! What an excellent friend to make.
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Renkingrobo had had his reservations - not about the kids, or the lab, but about himself. How he'd hold up.

It wasn't possible to be full size in this location, but being so small felt... more vulnerable than he'd like.

Which was why, rather than joining in the hubbub of play and conversation, he had found himself in a work-area with desks, quietly picking up the debris that seemed to accumulate anywhere alchemists worked. Pens, papers, little cardstock pieces - he being one of the Chemies with sufficient articulation, picking things up and moving them out of tripping-hazard range was well within his capacity.

'Hello? Look, Gutsshovel, it's one of the other Level Nines! Maybe he can help us.'

Renkingrobo did not startle, and good thing; one of the Chemies that had spoken was hovering just overhead - the other, just as small as Renkingrobo himself at the moment, rumbled along the hall to a stop.

'... Well, how can I help you?' He tilted his head, mentally placing them. 'Gekiocopter and Gutsshovel - can't find Steamliner?'

The flying Chemy chirped privately to its fellow, then responded to him again: 'Well, we can't, no, but that's not what we need help with - one of the pre-alchemists threw something in a game, but now it's stuck on the roof! Would you be willing to spot for us?'

Renkingrobo put the last of what he was holding (a particularly beat-up eraser) on a stable desk surface, then put one hand on his chin. 'You're used to working as a team, then?'

'Of course! I'm rated to carry any of the other Vehicles, except Steamliner when they're big, or Exceedfighter all of the time, really.'

And Renkingrobo... smiled. 'I'll help, then. And thank you for coming to me. We need to be able to rely on each other, to help at our best.'

The two Vehicle Chemies cheered. And so did the kids, once the frisbee (and a few assorted other knick-knacks) was rescued.
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(Each day gets a comment. Each comment centers on a Chemy. Stories may or may not actually be holiday-themed.

There will be Hopper1&Steamliner, of course, plus whatever pair-ships appeal to me.)
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User Name/Nick: SMF/Ace
User DW: N/A
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Other Characters Currently In-Game: N/A

Character Name: Hopper1
Series: Kamen Rider Gotchard
Age: [Canon does not provide an age; I am handwaving them as having existed for over a century due to a specific fight that happened 120 years before the date in which the series starts (2023). ... I sincerely hope canon does not joss me on this one. (There IS timetravel involved, but the event that explains this occurs in a separated timeline and universe.)]
From When?: Post-finale/episode 50.

Warden Justification: Why does the Admiral think your character would be useful as a warden here? What do they bring to the table? Regardless of their methods and motivations, do they have the capacity to help an inmate achieve graduation?
TLDR: Hopper1 is an empath who does not give up. Understands that kindness and compassion is a choice, not just a tendency. Has a knack for seeing compatibilities between people (wanting Kajiki and Hijiri to meet because of their shared interest in supernatural sightings), or traits in others that they may have difficulty discussing (Houou Kaguya Quartz, who tends to distance himself and put himself on the front lines in a fight because he has a hard time letting other people take on risk; Hopper1 was able to catch on to this before Houtaro did).
Despite any communication difficulties, Hopper1 is not easily discouraged and like its human partner Houtaro, is unwilling to give up on helping others be happy.

Item: What form will your character's Warden Item take? A Chemy Riser that has a strap.

Abilities/Powers: Generally wardens may keep their powers in full, but anything with the potential to be gamebreaking, or anything that would render a warden more powerful than the Admiral, will need to be nerfed. If you're unsure whether or not your character's powers qualify for nerfs, feel free to contact the mods!
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As an alchemical creature inherently attuned to (mostly just human) emotion, Hopper1 can sense others' emotions, malice-colored threats (to wit: able to alert the protagonists when Gigist or Glion are about to drop something new on the team, or when a Malgam is about to form), and presumably this counts as an overall life-sense. Also, as an alchemical being, it functions as a component in physical transformations both willingly (Kamen Rider Gotchard himself, in his base form SteamHopper) and unwillingly (Malgams - there are three types, so into the dropdown we go!).
MalgamsMalgams are the Monster of the Week of this Kamen Rider series; any Chemy can be fused with a human experiencing significant negative emotion (a robber trying to flee the scene of a crime; a salaryman turning serial killer; a girl suffering from a bad breakup - there is one exception where a spirit fused with a like-minded Chemy to bring about something only a Rider Kick could accomplish, but it's not clear how common that sort of trickery is in-universe). Then there are Golden Malgams, which specifically involve alchemy-derived Malice Dolls, which have 'purer' malice than the average human (which have things like... more positive emotions, connections with other living beings, etcetera). These are stronger Malgams, as are appropriate for monsters fought closer to the halfway point of the series. Then there are Dark Malgams, brought about specifically by Gigist - a former-human-turned-third-of-a-Demon-King - who originated the first Chemies two thousand years ago. He explicitly is stated to cannibalize a Chemy's own inherent Malice to create these forms, and after these are defeated the Chemy is left in a drained state, with no emotion-energy to speak of (effectively dead). The only thing that prevents or fixes this is the intervention of another specific Chemy, which takes us beyond the purview of this character writeup. Example visuals of all three types can be found here

Hopper1 in particular has also been gifted a powerboost, allowing it to shift back and forth between a more bipedal form as needed (Crosshopper).
DetailsThis form is primarily gold and blue, with a red X on its chest. The form comes with a helmet and shoulderpads. Visual can be found here


Wardening Strategies and Philosophies: How will your character respond to and operate on the Barge at large? How will they view their role as warden, and how will they engage their inmate in their efforts to help them on their path to redemption? What are their wardening strengths and weaknesses likely to be? What sorts of inmates would your character pair best with, and conversely, what sorts of inmates would they not be such a good fit for?
[Hopper1 is the epitome of an 'out of left field' candidate for any inmate. While ambivalent about the idea of being in a position of power over anyone else, it will do its utmost to be respectful of any inmates. What it has to offer is being a source of both surprise (including constant questions), cute, and raw empathy. Hopper1 will expect to be underestimated, but will not be complicit in letting its own power (as a target for transmutation) be abused.
Inmates who can relate to others with communication struggles, or who need someone who can detect emotions, may benefit from an emotional support grasshopper.]

Deal: Here for a blueprint on safely integrating Chemies into human society; it's not here for Houtaro's quest to be solved for him, but it is definitely on the look out for best practices, and perhaps some allies.

History:
Link followed by INFODUMP
The most thorough Gotchard wiki recap is here, covering all fifty episodes and both movies. (Spoilers from the Summer Movie will not be accounted for, as the English Translation has not yet been released.)
Character-specific history includes:
[[All headcanon bits will be within these double brackets.
Lacking better information, I am placing Hopper1 as having been created in 1900 by certain time-displaced alchemists, one of such having a familiar zippered backpack, and their adopted son who was rescued after his family died in a flood. These alchemists were mostly independent from the Alchemist Union of the time, but did their best to give the kid and his new Chemy sibling a good life.
Then the Demon King - the unification of Germain (yes, that Germain), Gaeliyah (an astrologer) and Gigist (who debuted the first Chemies approximately 2000 years in the past from present day, in order to trouble humanity) - made his way back to Japan, and the Alchemist of Dawn rose up against him, using what is portrayed as a potion in a historical storybook to banish the Demon King to the Ouroborous Realm and vastly limit the latter's power. A fragment of this power splits off into raw potential energy, an entity later called Tamagon.
Hopper1, present at this fight but not supposed to take part, launched itself into the path of a last-ditch attack from the Demon King. After it awoke again, the Dawn Alchemist had gone back to the future with the rest of his family. Having warned his kids about the time travel, and vowing that they would meet again, he had instructed Hopper1 to go to the Academy and help protect the other Chemies there.

This Hopper1 did, as the 20th century grew on and the Academy alternately developed (mostly by accident) and acquired Chemies from other places, even other countries where the resources to prevent destructive interactions between the creatures and humanity were sparse. Also colonialism typical to Japanese attitudes of the time, let's be real here.

Xenophobia spread even to more peaceful minds, and as World War II encroached the Alchemist Union elected not to get involved with the war - or at least, to not risk bringing about friendly fire by bringing emotion-reactive alchemical 'ingredients' to literal war zones. No new Chemies were acquired during this time, though some were doubtless born elsewhere in the world.

In the aftermath of the bombings on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, the alchemists gave in to their own consciences and went to help the disarrayed and dismayed populaces. Some of the Chemies, of course, had utility in this respect - and others just plain snuck out after the humans, missing interaction and wanting to spread hope that things could change.

Hopper1, by its nature, was one of the latter - and, happening upon a surviving soldier mourning his family who had been imprisoned while living in America (and were likely dead), a Malgam formed from their joint feelings of inadequacy and abandonment. But, being a 'natural' Malgam, the two minds could hear each other. And so, Hopper1 tried and talked to him; even with the pain in his soul, the person he was most a danger to was himself.

It took the Chemy a whole week, but at last the Malgam reverted - which allowed the alchemists to catch up and wipe the memories of that man. Hopper1 was returned to the Academy, where it tried to distract itself with other 'rebuilding' tasks.

Four days later, the man turned up dead. Hopper1 was beside itself, and the alchemists were spread thin enough that no one had the attention to spare for it - so the Chemy spent another week locked away so another Malgam could not accidentally form in the interim.

When they did realize this was a bad idea, they let it out and no one saw Hopper1 for a month. Time passed, and the incident had severely paled the grasshopper's vibrant green color.

But one thing did improve in the ending of the war; the alchemists could once more venture out into the world and rescue Chemies. In the early 1950s, one of the Chemies was a steam train - which, naturally, helped transport the rest to their new home. Hopper1, even as lackluster as it had become, still sought to fulfill its obligations and learn new things. The train, having a small form it could use to hide or fit into small spaces, shadowed Hopper1 as it brazenly borrowed books from alchemy students.

Steamliner asked how it was allowed to take their things, and Hopper1 obliged by answering - and also offered to show it how to read Japanese, if it hadn't been shown yet. Slowly, the Chemies began to bond.

Again, time passed; more Chemies acquired - and some lost, for if a Chemy simply does not want to live, that is when it truly dies. (Otherwise, you'd think there'd be a LOT more than 100 made over 2000 years...)

Some time during the next decade or so, Glion dropped in (perhaps using an alias) to get the scoop on how things were developing. Being an immortal homunculus, he could presumably pull this stunt every other century if he was careful and didn't feel like just mindwiping people every time. With Gaiard and Dragonalos rooming at the Academy grounds by this point, the Chemies could definitely recognize Glion for what he was... but not necessarily be listened to.

Also during this time, especially towards the 1980s and '90s, presumably Ichinose Houtaro's father became an alchemist and adventurer - perhaps a researcher or rescuer of Chemies. Canon does not give us a word about him apart from his absence in Houtaro's life lining up with Glion's first run at the gold-planet-ing ritual, so I am placing his debut in the timeline in this spot. He was a friend to Chemies and a decent cook, but for now I'll leave the rest to the writers.

The early 2000s are when Minato could have first joined the Alchemist Academy as a student... and I am dropping him here in time, from the past. Due to Glion's lucky timing and careful machinations, Minato does not remember much of his childhood, and thus isn't as attached to the Chemies or Hopper1 in particular as he would have been otherwise. Hopper1, however, does remember - and grieves.

It is never established when the Chemy Cards were created, but assuming Professor Fuga Kudoh is not immortal, I am placing him as having created them during the 1980s and '90s. These cards can be mobile (floating), and are impervious to most kinds of damage, but the act of being first captured in one is at least somewhat unpleasant. Inside them, however, the Chemy can do whatever they can think of with the flexible space, and see the world around them. Hopper1 is not very attached to its card, but does stay in it at least some of the time during the show.

With time - and now, space - to themselves, the Chemies have had much opportunity to learn many things - though they are still mostly sheltered from being at the Academy for so long - so more than a few of them can read and write, though the inability to speak more than their own name is an obvious limitation. ... They can also consume media, particularly when the alchemy students bring their technology to the grounds and don't supervise it very well. They know what the internet is, though not all of them necessarily know how to use it.

By the early 2010s, there is a sort of uneasy balance - new students are coming in, and the sense of what the wider world holds is expanding. Maybe the Union will reach out to other schools of alchemy again? Maybe a certain local Laboratory will cement the process for creating Chemies, and there will be a Renaissance for alchemists?

But things were not going to be as easy as that. ]]

-Flashback-history, year 2013
The year 2013, Glion made his move. A short few days before he attempted the ritual to turn the world to gold, one Ichinose Houtaro (age 6) stumbled into the Ouroborous Realm and befriended certain Chemies, primarily Hopper1 and Steamliner.
This also happened to be the day Glion tracked down where Kudoh Fuga had his blueprints for the GotcharDriver. In the chaos of the subsequent fight, Glion and his creations the Dark Sisters managed to swipe some Chemies to create Malgams. One of these became a distraction when Glion came back to the Alchemist Academy, whereupon he had the latest generation of students slaughter each other, killed two skilled Combat Alchemists (orphaning Kurogane Spanner in the process), and brainwashed the Academy's higher-ups to see him as a defender of the Academy instead of the instigator.
Fortunately, the ritual Glion was so determined to pursue, was thwarted by Fuga Kudoh, though this also meant he and the Chemies had to seal the Ouroborous Realm entirely to prevent any followup.
-Ten years of quarantine: Not much happened for Hopper1 during this time, though it is unlikely it slept through the entirety of the ten years like other Chemies are presumed to have done.

-Canon begins: September 2023, Fuga sends Hopper1 and Steamliner out into the world to find the one destined to wield the GotcharDriver. Hopper1 sneaks into a maintenance area, waiting for Houtaro to brave his nerves and approach a scary-sounding monster...
Cheerfully greeting the boy (who does not remember that first meeting... yet.), Hopper1 tags along and is offered some of Houtaro's bento leftovers, while the boy wonders why Hopper1 feels familiar. This seems enough for the little Chemy to consider its task finished, whereupon it gives an extremely loud call to its train partner. Houtaro and classmate Kudoh Rinne confront/are confronted by Steamliner, who makes a big scene without actually harming anyone by virtue of being a life-sized magical train. At one point, Houtaro ends up dangling from a bridge, when Hopper1 drops out of his backpack to hitch a ride with Steamliner. Houtaro falls, is caught - and then Steamliner brings them back to the Ouroborous Realm to meet with Fuga and attempt (somewhat) to explain the situation and hand over the Driver.
This is when the Dark Sisters reappear, Fuga seemingly dying to protect Houtaro. We redirect back to the 'main' world, the seals breaking on all the other Chemy cards. (Depleted of energy), they rush about in Houtaro's hometown and cause much surprise and distress.
One of the Dark Sisters - Clotho - forcibly equips Kamantis to challenge Houtaro, who transforms with the help of his new friends. After a hiccup where he appears as a steam-powered grasshopper, he gains the distinctive blue armor of more human-seeing Kamen Rider Gotchard and, after some quick thinking, thwarts the Malgam and rescues the Chemy.
This is when his history teacher - one Minato other names unconfirmed; his name is only rendered in katakana and means harbor, which I must assume was deliberate - turns out to be an Alchemist professor as well, suppressing all memory of the Chemy-caused havoc of the day... except in Rinne and Houtaro, the latter of whom vows to become a big-shot alchemist some day.

After all that, life settles into somewhat of a pattern - Hopper1 alerting Houtaro and his new friends (alchemy students Renge and Sabimaru, and increasingly Rinne as she learns to warm up to people) to when Malgams are about to form, and in their off time trying to enjoy life in a mom-and-pop restaurant that is also the Ichinoses' home. We meet Spanner, who has grown distant in his own way after the death (and suppressed memory thereof) of his parents, and who proclaims Chemies to be tools.

Hopper1 is not pleased by this philosophy, and the first time it comes up they attempt to attack Spanner.

More episodes pass, but there are largely no big moments for Hopper1 to highlight for a bit. There is one moment where a Dragonfly-based Malgam launches an attack at Houtaro - which doesn't land, and instead gets stuck in Hopper1's Chemy Card. The Chemy is none the worse for wear.

Some episodes along, Houtaro heads off to Kyoto on a class trip - Hopper1 deliberately hiding in his backpack to join him, instead of having to be stuffed in there so people don't spot it - and is confronted by more Malgams instigated by the Dark Sisters. Hopper1 still finds time to sight-see, however, being delighted when non-alchemist classmate Kajiki has an Encounter with a girl that shares his supernatural interests. (The episode ends sadly for the couple, since Hijiri ends up a Malgam after her brother is fought, meaning all involved again have to be mindwiped - but, the two do manage to reconnect over their shared interests.)

A dark arc begins for Gotchard when the Dark Sisters debut a new factor - Kamen Rider Dread, an armor/Driver that is itself aware, destroys the life forms in any cards placed within it, and consumes the life force of any wearer - particularly if the user is inexperienced at Alchemy. Sabimaru is captured and held hostage within the armor, subsequently forced to beat Houtaro himself with an inch of his life, and other such terrors.
We meet a 'level 10' Chemy - UFO-X - who can mostly take care of themselves when attacked, helping the heroes out by lending an augment to the Driver known as Exgotchalibur - and through the use of this new tool and friendship Houtaro is able to free Sabimaru. This is not directly relevant to Hopper1 just yet, but the next Level 10 they meet most certainly is: X-Rex, a Chemy that views memories by... eating people.
The people this happens to are not harmed, but it sure does shock Houtaro to see a younger him, playing with a young Hopper1. The Chemy doesn't offer an explanation when Houtaro later asks about it.
(That same episode, while it is not as important, Hopper1 'helps' Houtaro decorate the Ichinose restaurant's Christmas tree. It also sings along to 'Jingle Bells'. Yes, Hopper1 IS adorable.)

We are then given another set of surprises - one of the higher-ups secretaries (Shiori) turns out to be a devotee of the Dark Sisters, briefly holding Hopper1 and other Chemies hostage as she boasts about their vision and purpose - only for the Dark Sisters to kill her off once she's outlived her usefulness.
Her boss Licht, it turns out, is also a villain, but it has nothing to do with Glion and his memory-wiping - instead, he's on a crusade for power, and the Winter Movie is all about his machinations, laser-focus on one Ukiyo Ace, and his exploitation of the Level 10 Chemy X Wizard to expedite his defeat of the aforementioned Ace.

During this movie, our framing setup is Houtaro struggling with school in the advent of his new Alchemy Gotcha, and fighting with his mom about his grades. Hopper1 is sympathetic, and also later helps him find and befriend the Level 10 Chemy of the Insect-type: Beetl-X.

There is also a dream sequence (inflicted by X Wizard midway through the film) where Hopper1 talks in Japanese while helping Houtaro at the Ichinose restaurant, but it's never covered if this is actually shared dream/what Hopper1 would want out of a dream future.

Houtaro makes up with his mom at the end of the movie, something Hopper1 is very pleased about.

Episode 16 is where the show starts to shift; Glion makes his first appearance of a sort, possessing Lachesis and initiating a new Malgam just in time for the Christmas season. The city is plagued by a multi-headed dragon (Orochimaru) turning people to stone, and Houtaro, Rinne, and Spanner struggle to protect anyone.
When it comes down to Houtaro alone, detransformed and almost at an end, who should appear but... another Gotchard? (This Gotchard is from the future; context implies that the GotcharDriver itself summoned him, from an alternate future. This moment in time is where the timelines branch. I'll refer back to this later.)

This brings us to episode 17 onward, where Minato disavows his students and appears to aid Glion's efforts in controlling the Alchemist Union and its Chemy-collecting mission. We learn a little more about Golden Malgams, which Glion specializes in - directly introducing a doll of concentrated Malice and bonding it with a Chemy. They are much harder to defeat than the usual, and Houtaro needs a new device to push through this block - or rather, an old one.

Using the TimeLord Chemy Card loaned from the other Gotchard, Houtaro returns to that first meeting in 2013, encountering his younger self and asking to borrow a set of goggles Hopper1 and Steamliner used alchemy to help him make. That same day is, again, when Glion and the Dark Sisters first find Fuga's hiding place in the Ouroborous Realm; both younger Houtaro and his present self try and protect the Chemy Cards, a deed noted with praise by Fuga after the fight... and, after older!Houtaro leaves (due to too much self-contact, which damages TimeLord), we see Fuga suppress kid!Houtaro's memories, presumably to then return him to Earth safely.

We don't get another Hopper1 moment for a few episodes (though Rinne gets a Rider form, Spanner becomes a Malgam and then gets a proper Rider form after he recovers...), but the Chemy is the first to spot out Zukyumpire in their surprisingly human-passing new form. The humans don't realize immediately, but they do give the grasshopper credit shortly thereafter, as the vampire Chemy attempts to make the whole world happy - with a power that turns out to also be a massive energy drain their followers, something they didn't know at first and are then horrified by.

The Ichinose Alliance (Houtaro, Rinne, Sabimaru and Renge) stop both them and Clotho when she tries to take advantage of the situation, and the episode ends with Hopper1 making a show of adoring Zukyumpire (much to Houtaro's comedic despair).

After the brief foray into comedy, we have a 'clip episode' that rapidly turns dark when it stops being a clip episode. Minato seemingly sends the Alliance a note and, Houtaro desperate to believe in the good in his mentor, it leads them all directly into a trap. With the help of a recently-Malgamized WarpTera, Glion is able to collect almost all of Houtaro's cards (a good few dozen by this point) - both Hopper1 and Steamliner push Houtaro away, to prevent him from falling into the damaging portals (as shown in Shiori's episode, alchemy such as this is actually quite bad for human constitution), but only Steamliner is able to stay behind due to its greater weight.

We don't get all that much detail as to what Glion does with the newly collected Chemies in the next episode - though something about his presence means none of them except Dragonalos (who he'd had trapped in a gold rubiks cube for most of the series) make an attempt to attack him. Dragonalos quickly becomes Malgamized with the aid of an enormous Malice Doll, as the Alliance is caught up on why Minato is so tied to Glion (the slaughter covered before in the 2013 timestamp, including of Daiki, a classmate Minato had been particularly close with and whose personality and goals were similar to Houtaro's), and attempt to reach him by assuring him they will not let that cruel man overpower them.

Also, Steamliner gets an upgrade, courtesy of a determined Houtaro, a surprise cameo by (a) Fuga, and some forbidden Alchemy. By itself, it can't sustain the form for too long.

Then comes episode 27, where Glion starts his ritual in the Ouroborous Realm, having enough Chemies to sacrifice - including all of the Level 10s, thanks to the events of the Winter Movie - and we're shown several shots where all of the Chemies are in pain and suffused with dark energy. Rinne, Spanner, Sabimaru and Renge all have their own moments - Minato breaking through Glion's conditioning and showing up to block a fatal sword blow - and all of them allow Houtaro a chance to reach out to the Chemies. The memories of Houtaro helping them all culminate in Hopper1 both breaking free - and speaking, through a damaged Isaac (Sabimaru's assistant Alchemy Tablet Intelligence). Hopper1 is granted power from all of the Level 10 Chemies, resulting in the new form of Crosshopper. Crosshopper then retrieves the GotcharDriver from when Glion had taken it before to channel the energy of the Chemies. Crosshopper and Tenliner prove to be stronger than Tenliner alone (getting Hopper1 back also seems to sort out the latter's sustaining problems from this episode forward), and the form Platinum Gotchard makes swift work of Glion by borrowing powers from all Chemies without designated combinations.

We get a break from the heavy for a little bit, the Alliance visiting Renge's grandmother in her home village. Rinne is the only one to enjoy some spooks provided by two Occult-Type Chemies (Carery and Berosol), but Hopper1 doesn't seem very scared by the prospect of ghosts or anything.

The next mini-arc takes us back to school (yes, it DOES matter to the setting, and no this is not typical for Kamen Rider situations), introducing some relationship drama for Houtaro, and some am-I-still-your-friend drama for Rinne. Hopper1 pops up for two things: to laugh at a comedy routine from one of the school clubs, and to be Unnerved when Seina recollects Ichinose's childhood promise to marry her. (Due to Malgams and memory-wiping shenanigans, Seina backs off and comes to respect the strength of Houtaro&Rinne's bond.)

In the wake of Glion's defeat, one of the Dark Kings - Gigist - breaks from the Demon King amalgamation and starts his own strides in 'improving' humanity. At the same time, warriors from another dimension appear, pursuing an ally of a rider named Legend (also known as Houou Kaguya Quartz). This ally is Houtaro, who has lost his memory of the encounter (Hopper1 and Steamliner don't do much during the special, so I skipped summarizing it, but it happened during the first 'arc' of the series).
First, Houtaro and Clotho are trapped in a maze with the warriors, while Gigist watches and waits with Atropos. (Lachesis since I forgot to mention this bit WHOOPS has already deserted as of episode 26 and by this point is working with Professor Kyoka and Spanner primarily to understand her former humanity and what she wants to do with it now.)

Then, once they fight their way free and Clotho declares her desire for power to protect her family..., Gigist gives her that power, making her more monstrous.

But before they can properly react to that, Kamen Rider Legend arrives properly, taking the world by storm with his 'shiny' personality and cool aloofness. He's quite a good fighter, but used to going it alone - at one point, he takes Hopper1 and Steamliner from Houtaro, even firing the former at the enemy to end a fight. But Hopper1 does not seem to hold a grudge, and Butler translates that it senses something in common with Legend and his wish to put himself between all others and danger.

Gigist steps up things a little, giving one of the Generals of those invading warriors and giving him a four-part Malgam Upgrade - even swiping a Chemy from space to do so. Houtaro and Legend (with the aid of Spanner and Sabimaru) renew their friendship and defeat the overpowered Rider (plus his Doom Countdown accessory, which had also been used to terrorize Legend's homeworld at some point).

Then, and only then, does Gigist approach Houtaro directly - seeking to reclaim the power that had split off from the Demon King 120 (121, by this point) years ago. This power now resides within Houtaro - or rather, his Driver, and thus being in sync with him. This is what allowed him to access those 'Wild' forms like the steam-powered grasshopper (and many, many others), and enabled him to be a Kamen Rider despite so little background knowledge and training.

Houtaro is not going to let Gigist win without a fight. Hopper1 also attempts to fight, and is batted aside like nothing. Gigist takes a moment to taunt Hopper1, calling it a being of gluttony and a pest. Houtaro is offended on his friend's behalf, but is once again knocked to his knees, losing his Chemy Cards again.

Gigist picks up two cards - Skebows (skateboard Chemy) and AnTrooper (ant-plural Chemy) - and demonstrates his power and specialty by turning the former directly into a Malgam. By this point, Houtaro's allies have caught up to help, but their efforts to fight (including the finisher from Houtaro) do not produce the usual results: Skebows returns to its shape, but its color is all white. For all intents and purposes, it is dead.

Gigist does not waste much time, taking advantage of the Alliance's despair and siccing the remaining Malgam upon the general city populace. Houtaro puts off Hopper1's attempts to cheer him up - which is when it decides to get him some flowers. (For context, in the previous episode the characters revisited a book Rinne had in her childhood, that mentions the Alchemist of Dawn and features Hopper1 prominently in some of the pictures. The flowers are part of a story, one that takes place before the fight with the Demon King.)

Forming much of the plot of episode 37, Hopper1 sneaks out on its own - with none the wiser until much later - and goes searching for flowers that match those of the storybook. After some lighthearted misadventures, it manages to cross paths once more with the Kamen Riders, having neatly dodged a blast from AnTrooper and fallen right in front of some of the flowers it was looking for.

Wearing a flower, it calls out to Houtaro and hops over - which is when the narratively-inevitable happens and Gigist captures it. At first pushing off the transformation by calling on its Crosshopper form, Gigist notes how the brightest lights cast the darkest shadows and forces his win anyway. Spanner attempts to fight him first, but goes down easily. Hopper1 Malgam's finisher swarm attack knocks everyone present to the ground. There is a brief pause where Houtaro tries to hug and talk to his friend, but is interrupted by a civilian trying to retrieve a toy dinosaur. Houtaro is forced to take down his friend, Tenliner once again taking point.

Houtaro sinks into despair... but instead of a Malgam forming (which would allow Gigist to retrieve the lost piece of power), the egg Tamagon forms a massive egg around the hero and teleports away. The narrative splits to follow the conversation between Tamagon and Houtaro (once the latter calms down from his initial despair, he makes himself something to eat in the imaginary space in the egg... and then makes Tamagon one too, because why not.) and the actions of the rest of the Alliance against Gigist to defend Houtaro's egg.

Houtaro and Tamagon learn more about themselves, and their inner strength, and Houtaro's promise as an alchemist is to ensure everyone's heart is as a rainbow across a clear blue sky (translation, paraphrased). Tamagon is reborn as Nijigon, egg becoming a little dragon critter in Gotchard's colors. One of his abilities is to restore other Chemies - and to prevent Malgamization.

Gigist spends the next several episodes trying to recoup what he's already lost - trying and failing to make more Malgams, to kidnap Nijigon, and he fails so badly all 100 Chemies team up and Houtaro unlocks a new ability: GotcharBrothers, allowing various Chemy pairs to independently pilot their own Gotchard forms. The strength of Houtaro's Gotcha bamboozles Gigist to the end, and he eventually retreats with his metaphorical tail between his legs. (There is an additional moment where Hopper1 supposedly zeroes in on why one of the two remaining Chemies was hoarding various stuff, something Nijigon congratulates Hopper1 over in that episode's ending.)

This is when the other two Dark Kings appear - Germain steals the spotlight first, describing himself as 'loving' humanity and wanting to help them - again, with the power of Malgams. But his main tactic is using alchemy to create Golems instead. Nijigon briefly goes missing when Spanner asserts that without fights, Chemies are again useless. This disappearing act (looking for a job for Chemy) causes Houtaro to panic and the others, including Hopper1, to worry.

Germain doesn't last too much longer, mostly due to Atropos manipulating Rinne into defeating Germain in battle (as part of an epic multi-Rider teamup) and using Glion's surviving golden rubiks cube to bring the homunculus back to 'life' in a more dominant position. (We also get a brief moment where Hopper1 reprimands Nijigon for going off without telling anyone.)

Gaeliyah waits a little longer before trying again - during this period, we visit Sabimaru's home at Kongo Laboratories, a split-off group of Alchemists who do not trust the Union, or Glion. We don't see Hopper1 doing too much during this part, but there is the bit where Glion steals advanced AI technology to power his Kamen Rider Dread replicas... (This is when the Summer Movie is supposed to take place, but see my note above re: including its summary for the time being.)

But after that, Gaeliyah takes advantage of former Malgam hosts, re-initializing the transformation to cause more trouble - and when one of them is Hijiri, who at episode's end vows to hold on to her memories good AND bad, Gaeliyah uses the stored energy from her chain of Malgams to cause everyone to remember all encounters with Chemies.

Chaos ensues - not all of it bad, because some of those encounters did end well - and Minato, having caused all those memory suppressions, has to reap what he's sown and can't do much to help the heroes. Professor Kyoka's lab is raided, and Spanner takes that personally. People try to steal Chemies from Houtaro to exploit them, something he and Rinne do not allow to stand. Gaeliyah briefly steals one of the Chemy Cards, disabling the GotcharBrothers powerup for a time. And then, having marked Rinne with some alchemy for her next stage in the plan, she leaves and lets Spanner announce himself as the new head of the Alchemist Union. His plan? To eliminate all Chemies and restore order, now that all of the higher-ups have fled.

Episode 47 focuses on derailing his plan - to transmute all 100 Chemies (presumably minus Nijigon) and use them to take out the remaining Dark Kings, killing them and himself in the process. We don't see as much of the Chemies reacting to the danger, though Spanner's primary Chemies appear steadfast in standing beside him. Houtaro is given a pep talk by Kajiki and one of the more notable hosts - one who merged with a Chemy over positive synergy, not unbalanced negative emotion.

Spanner begins the transmutation, and is almost immediately interrupted by Houtaro punching him. Fighting ensues, including an all-out brawl, and Kamen Rider Valvarad has his Driver destroyed.

Sabimaru fits Houtaro's Chemy Card case with a proper security lock, this time. And after Spanner walked off to heal and possibly find himself again, Hopper1 and Nijigon wonder if Spanner will be back, worried for the young man.

(He does come back. Lachesis also dies. These things are related! But at least she went out affirming she was not a mere doll anymore.)

Gigist is defeated by Spanner's new resolve - and new form, as Kamen Rider Kurogane. Glion reappears to be the final villain, having attacked Minato and casually appeared in the Ichinose restaurant to reassert where things stand.

The final battle gives everyone something to do - from freezing Dread replicas to fighting summoned mute versions of the Dark Kings. Houtaro rides Golddash (motorcycle Chemy) into a literal giant rubiks cube in the sky to confront Glion one last time, asserting that humans, homunculi (like Clotho, passing away after burning herself out fighting Glion and reaching one last time for her sisters) and Chemies all have things in common, have lives and dreams and goals. That they all matter. (Hopper1 agrees.)

Glion asserts his anger against change and imperfection, seeing worth only in gold frozen in time. Thus, Glion and Houtaro fight once more, the latter shifting from form to form as Glion uses one last powerup to turn more and more Chemies to gold - starting with Nijigon. By this point he has a counterpart Dragon (Eldragon), and when the powers of both Dragons are combined he makes giant Dread replicas and starts turning the world at large to gold.

All the Chemies are whittled down, with Hopper1 and Steamliner being the last to defend Houtaro. But, when Houtaro is blasted... he moves again, the words of his mentors, allies, and former enemies reaching him and giving him strength.

Which is when he takes all that surface-deep gold Glion's been spreading around, and the Dread replicas and makes an entire new world out of the material. With his restored friends and first partners, Kamen Rider Gotchard punches Glion all the way to that new world, and the Chemies tag-team taking him down. At the last, Glion admits his respect for Houtaro's chemistry, just as Houtaro had said Glion was an incredible alchemist in his own right.

Glion dissolves to ash, and supposedly that's the end of his story - but for the Chemies, and Houtaro, and the Kitchen Ichinose Alliance, there is still much more to be done to integrate Chemies into the human world.


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hophophopper: Hopper1 Card in a field of flowers (Default)
It was loud. Too many new people, too many new sources of Emotion, all at once.

Before, when it had died, being Found by something beyond their world had been enough of a shock. Meeting new people, a set of oddballs, when it had just been transmuted by someone who didn't see a place for himself anymore... it had been overwhelming enough, then.

So it had sought out something more familiar.
[CONFUSION][INQUIRY]Hello? I'm Hopper1. I can feel that you're there. If your Captain found me, does that mean you can sense me too?


Over time, it had acquired a new vocabulary: floods, breaches; alternate selves, the fabric of reality between worlds... and raids.
[WORRY][FEAR-FOR-OTHER][ANGER]Why does your Captain do this? What if he hurts those other ships - or you? I know what it's like to need to starve for something, but why did he decide this was that important?


But it wasn't inclined to be morbid or paranoid for long, even when the unbalanced and stressful nature of their journey meant more malgams happened, not less.
[CURIOSITY][AMBIVALENCE]I don't want to talk about what happened today. I wish the Cap'n would take my request seriously. Did I ever tell you about Houtaro? Or my partner, Steamliner? I'll tell you how we all met, then - that makes it two stories, not one, but I don't mind that.


And as the years passed, Hopper1 found itself with only more questions - and more people it wanted to comfort (if only in some small ways) - but it came back again and again to that slower heartbeat at the center of it all.
[TIRED][DETERMINATION][WORRY]I wish I knew why he lets so many of us go. He wants a Crew, but so often people just disappear - I've learned why 'graduation' matters on other ships, and if too many people go away, how can that happen here? I think you deserve better... I'm just not sure what that looks like. Maybe he has an idea, I don't know. But he hasn't shared it yet, either.


And now, it was LOUD, which meant its options were far less than they had ever been: either try to stay in its nest, as high up on the sails as was safe... or head to the Orlop Deck, and hope that the Narrenschiff's own background field of emotions could drown the others out. And maybe prevent further malgams.
hophophopper: Hopper1 Card in a field of flowers (Default)
Promptfill from Jukebox June! (Initial post here)

Lachesis POV, post-series )
[OTHER PROMPTS!]
in the snow, the antlers (Lachesis POV, Lachesis and Atropos, post-series)
She never thought she'd return to the Ouroboros Realm. It wasn't her birthplace, not truly, but it was a place specifically associated with alchemy-
And yeah, where Geryon had disappeared. And, yeah, she'd given Minato passage there, but she hadn't stepped on that otherworldly ground herself. It was different.
But today was the anniversary of when their mission to prepare the Driver had begun. And now, she had a bit of a mission herself.
---
There was a fog over the land - patchy, in places, revealing glimpses of a blue sky, or a darkly-gleaming snake biting its tail. The base elements of Life itself resided here...
And one, small homunculus, sitting alone. Thought so.
When it came to their creator, their feelings these days were largely the opposite - but, particularly due to Kyoka's influence, she'd gotten a lot better at hearing out viewpoints that weren't her own.
"You know how he feels about you," Lachesis began, kneeling next to where her eldest sister sat.
Said sister spat on the dirt, glittering fragments of her alchemical artifact at her feet. "... I do now."
"But you still miss him. How he treated you." Out of them all, Atropos was the one he most appreciated - perhaps the circumstances behind her creation were the ones Geryon had most appreciated - but in the end, he'd still only seen her as a doll.
Which, naturally, had bitten him right in the ass, when he'd reasserted that viewpoint. Right when he could have gotten away with everything, started anew.
"I didn't understand what it meant. To not be the favorite."
Lachesis shifted a little, sitting closer to Atropos (who didn't seem to notice, or pretended not to).
"He wanted us different enough to work as leverage against each other, if needed. But in the end, to him we were the same."
"Disposable." Atropos growled, and internally Lachesis agreed wholeheartedly. She sure does understand now, that's for sure.
Still, Lachesis didn't immediately speak again; only look, one which the shorter Abyssalis Sister met slowly.

"... I wish I could only hate him."
"So do I," Lachesis said, taking herself by surprise. "I think Clotho does too."
But those words did have some sort of impact on Atropos; her shoulders relaxing ever so slightly.

"Ready to head back home?"
And, again to her surprise, Atropos did not say no, or even correct her.


parentheses, the antlers + spanner/minato (Spanner POV, post-episode 27)
"Wheel!"
"Not now," Kurogane Spanner murmured, one hand drifting to loosely hold MadWheel's card in his pocket.
"I need to do this." The other hand, he brought up to knock.
---
The juniors not understanding him, he could live with - they were kids, and he was pretty sure he was always going to think of them as younger than him, needing to be shielded from the worse truths of life, the ones they didn't discover for themselves firsthand anyway.
With Kyoka - Professor Kyoka - he'd learned slowly that he didn't need to rush making her understand how he felt, the things he did. He did feel that he didn't deserve her, sometimes.

But that wasn't the matter today. He needed to make sure Professor Minato - senpai - understood. To know that he did. Especially now that he was back.
---
The door opened without more than a single knock; Minato had been expecting him.
Spanner could feel his arm just holding position there. Before the voice inside him that pointed out every time he acted a fool could speak up, though, the other man stepped back, gesturing for him to come in.

Good. That was... that was good. "I should be holding the door," he said, even as he stepped inside.
"Please, leave me some things," Minato said - Spanner paid maximum attention to the faint smile on the older man's face - before shepherding the two of them to a familiar couch. Behind them, the door shut of what seemed its own accord.

Knowing Minato, it was a subtle sort of alchemy... or, perhaps, Spanner wasn't the only one who wanted to keep more than just an eye on the man.

"Thank you," Spanner said, and then his voice left him. I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I? Hell.
"I know you're not talking about how I acted as Dread," Minato said, a note of wry self-deprecation creeping into his voice. Spanner fought off a scowl.

"No - I - you, you went up against Geryon, unarmored."
Not unarmed, because that wouldn't have been the truth.

"I was there when I needed to be. For once," and there was no mistaking the self-hate in the older man's voice then.
Progress made, progress lost.

"Minato - Professor." There was a surge of strength in Spanner's voice, causing the other man to look at him, look up and truly look at him.

"You scared me. Seeing you do such a thing - even the right thing - at such risk to yourself, that scared me."

It was good they weren't sitting across from each other; it made it easier to reach out and, cautiously, rest a hand on the one that had been impaled in an older fight. Spanner watched as Minato didn't flinch.

"Minato. Senpai. You are one of the people I wanted to be strong for."

Where the professor hadn't pulled away at the touch, he did pull back at those words - at which point, entirely unexpected, MachWheel surged out of Spanner's pocket, de-Carding itself and rolling right over to Minato.

"Wheel! WheelMach Mach MachWheel!"

Even without knowing exactly what the Chemy was saying, the fury in its voice reached them both.

"... And you're why I came back. Why I resolved not to let my former master's words reach me anymore."

There wasn't much of anything more to be said after that - though to Spanner's relief, he wasn't the only one of them suddenly possessed with the strong need for a hug.


harbor, vienna teng + hotaro (Chemies Perspective, as of episode 39)
(Fun fact: the charactary used in Minato's name on the official cast list means 'harbor' and I think that's neat-)

If you had asked - as in, actually asked, such that you were speaking the same language as them and could understand any answer - why on earth the Chemies stayed at the Academy when they could probably just go anywhere and hide, live in a peace as free of malice as was possible on this planet, you'd receive a wealth of stories.

Not all of them had been born within these halls. Not all of them had even been made in Japan. All of them (barring two - and now three) had outlived their creators.

But the ones that had been made here considered this a home; the ones who had been brought here believed it to be shelter, better (in turns...) than the places that had raised them. And those who had come here of their own accord - they had the other Chemies to protect.

And now, with the youngest alchemists declaring they would protect the Chemies in turn, nothing short of the cessation of existence itself could pry them out of their place in the world.


never look away, vienna teng + Sabimaru&Renge (Sabi POV, pre-episode 27)
Alchemy spells, Tsuruhara Sabimaru had learned, were meant to be said aloud. It helped channel the flow of energy.

Much to his relief, it turned out he didn't have to shout the spells, and Isaac's presence did not derange any of them either. It had saved his friends more than once.

Combat alchemy, however, required that one did not speak at all. Logically, then, he should be better at it than regular spells.

But-

"Hiyah! C'mon, Sabi, you're doing great! Isn't this fun?"

Launching another deactivated charger, Ichou Renge smashed through her fifth target of the day - and Sabimaru was only on his second.

"We're not doing this for fun, Renge," Isaac reminded her, as Sabimaru sought to hold another piece of junk without using words.

And sure, she was right, but he was right too; they were doing this to get better as alchemists and seniors, to do their part in protecting the innocent and their friends, to stop Malgams and free Chemies. To stand up to Geryon.

He needed this little garbage can lid to move as part of that, that was all.

Taking a deep breath, he tried to make himself relax. To see the target like his friend probably did: a goal, something harmless, a benchmark to tell how they were doing.

Bonk!

Opening his eyes, he stared in bafflement at a dented target. "How'dya managed that one, Sabi?" Renge asked, about as surprised as him.

"... I think I need to try this another way." He wasn't going to give up - absolutely not! - but with a result like that, clearly he needed a new approach.

"Renge, what do you think of, when you're using combat alchemy? Why you're doing it, or something else?"

He'd said it aloud, not through Isaac, but Renge clearly had no difficulty hearing him: "It's not really thinking. It's more... feeling? That I know you're at my side, that the enemy is in front, and that what I'm movin' is only gonna hit them!"

... Now he felt a little like an idiot; that explanation was quite straightfoward, really. "Thanks, Renge!"

With another breath, and not letting himself close his eyes this time, he affirmed those truths for himself. My friends - my partner - are beside me. The threat is ahead of me. And I'm going to hit-

BOOM!

Them! Even with his eyes open, the demolished target ahead of him was a hell of a sight.

"Woohoo! Now let's keep at it!"

"You're on, Renge." He smiled, and he knew his partner was too.
hophophopper: Hopper1 Card in a field of flowers (Default)
Inspired by the Sleeping At Last song Earth (lyrics under dropdown)
I dig till my shovel tells a secret
Swear to the earth that I will keep it
Brush off the dirt
And let my change of heart occur
Sold soon after the appraisal
The hammer struck the auction table
Louder than anything I've ever heard
Fault lines tremble underneath my glass house
But I put it out of my mind
Long enough to call it courage
To live without a lifeline
I bend the definition
Of faith to exonerate my blind eye
Till the sirens sound, I'm safe
Meanwhile, my family's taking shelter
The sparks send the fire down the wire
A countdown begins
Until the dynamite gives in
The echo, as wide as the equator
Travels through a world of built up anger
Too late to pull itself together now
Fault lines tremble underneath my glass house
But I put it out of my mind
Long enough to call it courage
To live without a lifeline
I bend the definition
Of faith to exonerate my blind eye
Till the sirens sound, I'm safe
There was an earthquake
There was an avalanche of change
We were so afraid
We cried ourselves a hurricane
There were floods
Tidal waves over us
So we folded our hands and prayed
Like a domino
These wildfires grow and grow
Until a brand new world takes shape
Fault lines tremble underneath my glass house
But I put it out of my mind
Long enough to call it courage
To live without a lifeline
I bend the definition
Of faith to exonerate my blind eye
Till the sirens sound, I'm safe...


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hophophopper: Hopper1 from the flashbacks! (Young Hopper1)
The core alchemists are working on a potion/spell combination to change someone's species (basically reverse-engineering whatever it was X Wizard did, but for people with lesser power levels).

Only, when they first try changing a Chemy to human, Steamliner and Hopper1 interrupt and derange the spell!

The result? They are now cats. Torn between just waiting for the change to wear off, and trying to research a way to plain old reverse it, at least the alchemists can be entertained by EVEN CUTER shenanigans starring our favorite Chemies!

Thoughts:
Hopper1: some kind of tortoiseshell? Siamese? Mostly light-colored, with darker markings on the head where the antennae normally are. Very talkative, still always wants to see what people are doing... Also very sad over not having wings anymore. Can jump, but has no hunting instinct. "Pet me, Houtaro!!"
Steamliner: A fluffy black cat (with some grey/white underbelly?). Tiny meow, big presence. A very clever shadow who both follows you everywhere and somehow fails to be actually underfoot when doing so. Cannot jump normally for a cat to save its life, but can climb well and does not appear to have any trouble adjusting to its new limbs. "Hopper1 no, don't do it!"

Shenanigans: Hopper1 climbs a (fake) Christmas tree, only for the tree to immediately fall over. Steamliner panics and goes to get its humans, who extract the silly cat-Chemy and make sure Hopper1 is okay.
One day, tired of not being in the spotlight, Steamliner crafts a glider-and-harness and jumps down from Kitchen Ichinose's roof. It is a success, but gets the cat-train barred from leaving the house for a whole week afterwards.
(Hopper1 is forbidden from trying the glider out for itself, much to its disappointment.)
Video compilation of Steamliner and Hopper1 trying to get a toy, only for one of the unchanged Chemies to intercept and run off with the prize instead.

Bath time? Neither Chemy has an issue. Vacuums? They are chill. But going to the vet?
Hopper1 just sees it as a time for treats; Steamliner practically disappears whenever the idea of visiting the vet is voiced.
hophophopper: Hopper1 Card in a field of flowers (Default)
Using more of a cut than normal for this!Steamliner is out for a run.

It's nighttime, which in this prefecture of Japan makes for an easier time; it doesn't want to provoke even more need for mindwipes.

(It dislikes them, whether they are truly necessary or not. Hopper1 hates them, though, and it also respects that.)

Keeping the lights on, because there is such a thing as acting too suspicious, it picks up on not so much as a whistle as a scrunch.

Obviously, this is Worth Worrying About. What if something's blocking the track? It can already see smoke...

Diverting from the rails (because being a Chemy is rather useful for doing things trains aren't supposed to be able to do) and running parallel, it piles on the speed to scout out what's wrong.

What it finds is... a wreck. Not on the rails, but beside them, like how it is now.

And there's a lingering distortion in the air, too low to be seen from much further away.

Braking hard, Steamliner takes in the sight: another train, like itself. Black metal, though it's too dark to see exactly how many wheels-

And a name, painted in shining gold on the side. Voidtrecker Express.

(Oh no. It knows that name. It has read the story about this train- putting aside that it keeps what it prefers to read on the Internet mostly to itself, none of the other Chemies would believe this-

But if the Voidtrecker Express is here - and Steamliner's not picking up on any crew life signs - then either this world is in danger... or their visitor is.)

---

'Come on, COME ON...'

Some minutes later, Steamliner was Struggling. Its initial goal was getting the Voidtrecker Express away from the track - they were now both out of sight from the line. People were going to have to be left to make whatever they'd make of the other debris, but that couldn't be helped.

For the moment, protecting this life was a priority - and that meant finding it a place to stay. If it would consent to staying anywhere at all.

That brought Steamliner back to the other worry it had been avoiding; was the Voidtrecker Express still functional?

There hadn't been any kind of distress signal - from what Steamliner had been able to observe, the other train had simply crashed, with no external reaction to its fate. The whole matter was unsettling, really.

chirp. chirp chirp. Emotion broadband, easier for Chemies to interpret than humans, even with technology.

Oh. Good. That was... certainly something.

'Hello. Welcome to Earth - if our planet has another designation I'm afraid I don't know it. Are you receiving me?'

chiiiirp Reloading last available memory cache- ERROR ERROR TOO MANY CONNECTIONS LOST DIVERTING DIVERTING ALARMDESPAIRPAINGRIEFRELIEFRAGEPAINREGRETABORTABORTABORTABORT-

Steamliner flinched, as much from the unexpected volume as from the content. It chirped at the Voidtrecker Express in turn, which at least served to distract it from its distress.

chiiirp? Another noise, this one more like static. Confusion. I am still alive?

To itself, Steamliner thought, Oh.

Oh, shit.

Part 2, because that one-liner was too good to waste.
>Crash detected. Attempting Reboot
>Performing Auto-Diagnostic
>Searching for Acceptable Update Portfolio for Download >None Available
>Proceed? Y [...]
>Diagnostic Complete. Core Coding Damaged, Integrity 68%. Tether Protocol Damaged, Integrity 57% Percent. Memory Cache...
I am still alive?
Cache Intact. Logic Loops Detected.
I am... alone.
Pausing Cache Review, Prioritizing System Integrity and Repair.

>Retry Reboot

...

Consciousness. Awareness- external sensors available.
External sensors intact. Atmosphere, Gravity, Time Synch - all within average bell curve parameters from hard-coded Enraran standard.

Desynching from void paradigm; acquiring local timestamps... 3:27 AM JST.
This planet is inhabited. Surveying...

Surveying incomplete. Reason given: systems need cooldown time after recent crash.
Voidcraft not detected - emotion broadband, detected.

Curious. Empaths? Metallurgy?

... Conclusion: Investigate.
Maybe I am not alone.

On A Roll
There were two equally important concerns, Steamliner thought. Getting the Voidtrecker Express to a safe location where it could recover, and not to further aggravate any injuries.

But where the former required speed, the latter implied, well, the opposite.

'Do you have cloaking? We're approaching a residential area.'

Again came that chirping noise - must have something to do with being a voidcraft. Confirmation. Agreement.

A pause. Tired.

But of course. 'We're going to make sure you get any rest you need, I promise you.'

Still, it was one thing to hide a Chemy; a full size train was rather another. Unless... 'Do you have a way to shift sizes? Finding a place no one will question you will be easier if you can do that.'

For a moment it wondered if it had overspoken - but the Voidtrecker seemed thoughtful, not skeptic, of the request.

Confirmation. Difficult, but possible. Process requires no witnesses.

That sounded consistent with what Steamliner knew - but would it be fair to let that on? - damnit, it was going to give itself a headache at this rate. And it didn't have a head!

'That can be arranged. And in that case, follow me.'
---
Even aside from the journey home, which felt like it took much longer than usual, 'no witnesses' near the Alchemy Academy was sooner said than done.

As they pulled in to the closest clearing, enough to point out a sightline but not for it to be an unimpeded path, Steamliner made its best attempt at a ping, like the way Smaphone would.

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'I can get you privacy, to do what you need to do, but we'll have to meet back up inside - there is a sub-door at basement level, with an unlocked screen. The hallway is an illusion; you go in the vent and through until you find the one with a dent in it.'

That incident had been embarrassing, but it was one the staff had never found out about, which made it more of a convenience than a risk.

'I know how to handle myself in this city; I'll follow you in after ten minutes. Will that be long enough?'

Another considerate pause. Yes.

And Be safe.

Steamliner didn't know how to feel about that. Later.

'Also, don't let the other Chemies intimidate you. They like newcomers, generally, and they'll definitely be curious, but they do actually know the meaning of the word 'no'.'

Before it could be asked to elaborate, Steamliner took off, pulling away from the clearing and taking to the air once it thought itself far enough away.

It wasn't entirely sure who of the two of them was more daunted by the possibilities of the upcoming twenty-four hours, and it didn't much want to have a guess.
---

As it turned out, it found its guest still waiting outside the vent, after Steamliner had circled back around, shrunk itself, and headed inside.

'Just watching?' Steamliner asked.

Affirmation. Some sort of internal struggle seemed to take place on the more subdued train, then: What will they do with me here?

'Nothing that you won't allow,' it replied, trying to ascertain the root concern. Why had it asked...?

No. What will they do with me here? There was a spike of anxiety, at which Steamliner flinched.

Beneath them, various Chemies stirred from their nighttime thoughts. Experiments? the Voidtrecker asked, trying to compress its stress into a single concept.

Steamliner pushed itself back in. 'No. I won't stand for it, and neither will the others.'

The other train made a noise like a sigh. Isolation...?

'Also no. Though if you feel overwhelmed, at any time, you're allowed to back away. No strings,' it added. Steamliner could tell the Voidtrecker Express was looking curiously back at it - which was strange, for all that the other train lacked a face.

'Come on; let's go get you introduced...'

Part 4: Therapy Cat Car
Entities described as 'Chemies' present: 36
Conversations initiated after Chemy named 'Steamliner' brought this voidcraft into the rest chamber: 3
Emotion broadband indicates interest is still high. Conclusion: they are remaining distant to give space.
Do I read as that anxious? Question aborted: answer is to the affirmative.

Observation: there are ten broad categories of Chemy, informed by their appearance.
Information Received: all Chemies are created with a name, and knowledge of it.
Information Received: all alchemists have the capacity to create a Chemy, but cannot do so on command. That is certainly not the case for voidcraft, yet readings remain similar. Curious.
Information Received: "Then there's Legend, who is a multiversal traveler and defender. He has not created a Chemy, but his cards work similarly. He's used to fighting alone, and his people skills aren't very well-developed, but he's far from malicious and can fight to protect as well as anyone we know!"
Conclusion: multiverse as a concept is known in this world, if not necessarily as common knowledge.

Information gathering will continue tomorrow.
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Accessing memory cache- ACCESS ABORTED
'You look like you need a distraction. Talk, or listen?'
Perplexity. (It is helpful that none of these Chemies are intimidated by my appearance; past Voidtreckers had difficulties ascertaining where my focus was.)
'Well? We can talk about something at random, or I can talk and you can just listen. I've been the sounding board before and it seems to help.'
Chemy speaking: designation 'Madwheel'.
You have a- crew (inappropriate, imperfect analogy; retry) -person, yes? Someone you prefer over others?
Madwheel output: pleased. 'Yes. Kurogane Spanner.'
Why are you not with them, this night?
Madwheel rolls slightly back and forth, an equivalent of a shrug. 'Sometimes he wants privacy. A quiet night in his room, or with one of the Professors. Particularly if he spends the night at Professor Minato's place.'
Madwheel output: amusement. Reason unclear.
And... you are not worried, that something will happen to them?
Madwheel output: concern. '"Might" happen, sure. He's had a hard time of it recently, and I was there for it with him. But 'will'? Not so much. We're close, but there's still room to be our own people. And sometimes rest means taking a break from those you're close to, so you can see them again later.'
Consideration. (Conclusion: insightful. These Chemies are adept at balancing emotion and reason, if Madwheel is an example and not an outlier for modeling Chemy behavior.)
... Thank you. I will think on what you've said.
Madwheel output: amusement again. 'You know, I think you actually will. So long as you also sleep, then that's fine by me. Catch you around.'
---
New timestamp: 11:48 AM JST
Current status: surrounded by Chemies.
Current status of Chemies: asleep.

How did this happen?
Memory cache: unavailable.

... Current status: restful.
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'Hi, everyone! Houtaro managed to wake up before I did, so I flew over here instead. He'll catch up- Steamliner, who's that? Is that another you? And- hey, are you okay? Why are you hissing?'

(Wings. Legs where they don't belong. A flood of bugs, insects, spiders, a voice in your head mistaken for someone you trust. Pieces growing out of me)
---
You're not sure who the new guy is, but that's fine. What is worrying, is how their field goes utterly blank with terror when they see you.

You land mid-sentence, furling in your wings, but it becomes clear that despite the first response, it's not you they're reacting to.

Backing away, you let the other Chemies break line-of-sight - but the newcomer's field, or what you can see of it, is still distorted, like a field of living static.

Something is wrong. Not being able to help them hurts, but... that's happened before, too.

You can't be the one to fix everything. That doesn't mean you have to like it.

Poked by Plants
'Hello? Mx. Train? Mx. Steamliner's New Friend? ... I think it's working.'

If Steamliner had been worried before, that level had skyrocketed into the stratosphere. But, with Hopper1 out in the hall, and the rest of the Chemies spreading themselves out, the Voidtrecker Express appeared to be calming down.

Happyclover was helping - flopped partway along the shrunken train's boiler, the Plant Chemy along with Saboneedle and Skebows were all together chirruping calmly at it.

'Meow? Meow? ... Wait, do you prefer cats or dogs? Or mice, we don't really have any of those here either.'

Skebows, for their part, was simply snuggled up alongside, wheels to wheels, purring.

'Ohkay, I think that's enough for now. Voidtrecker? You can hear me?'

Steamliner sent a ping, and was relieved to feel it returned. 'All right. We're not going to ask for explanations, and you don't owe us any. Would you prefer to stay in here for now, or be somewhere else new at the moment?'

The other train paused - then more deeply so. Decision: I would prefer to stay. It was... not their fault. Reaction, sourced from memory cache. Not a recurring issue.

That puzzled Steamliner; part of them felt the urge to go and do some research, figure out exactly where this could have come from but... no. The Voidtrecker deserved privacy, especially now that it was actually here. Some secrets should be its own to share.

'Well, alright. You will tell us if the answer changes, though, please?' Change was always possible, even if it didn't always 'make sense'.

Yes. ... Lifesigns detected. Those are your 'alchemists'?

Around them, the rest of the Chemies quickly grew excited. Bountybunny exclaimed, 'Aw YES! Mission time!'

'It might not be mission time, you know,' DeepMariner pointed out, from where it was idling under a desk. 'Sometimes they DO just talk.'

'But still! And, maybe we should let Hopper1 back in...?'

Stealth: +1015 Strats
It wasn't all of the alchemists, Steamliner noticed. Just the Professors this time, likely visiting while on break from their other occupations.
Most alchemists didn't mention what they did beyond the Academy's walls, even when it was clear they had something; Professor Minato's career as a history teacher felt like an exception at times - but then, Houtaro and his friends had known the Professor in his civilian identity first.
They went to the consoles, presumably to receive a message from up the hierarchy, Professor Kyoka muttering something possibly unsavory.

It looked askance, seeking to check how the Voidtrecker was doing - and froze.
Then it looked away, relaxing as its counterpart's field revealed its edge. That must be their cloaking feature.
It did mean not having to handle mistaken identities, Chemy edition, even if the lack-of-visibility had delivered a spike to its own anxiety.
---
"So we have a sighting of one of our missing Fantastic Chemies?"
"Two of them," the hooded man on the screen confirmed. "It is likely that at least one will become a Malgam if they are not captured soon. You are on a time limit."

"As if we weren't already," Kyoka Edami muttered, glad she'd ducked off screen as soon as pleasantries were over. With a tablet in her hands, she surfed the net, riding live security feeds all over the city. No one could out-hack her, not in her own domain.
"We'll be on it right away, sir," Minato replied, deceptively calm. He'd pulled himself together after fighting Geryon, it seemed - and even if she knew otherwise, letting their superiors know that would be extremely unwise.
"And should you find any leads on the others...?"
"We will pursue them as well, sir."
"Good. Fare well, then."

With that rather low-key dismissal, the feed ended; at the same moment, Kurogane Spanner entered. Madwheel's card flew to him, and she noted the shift in his demeanor with a smile.

"We've got a Malgam to prevent, Spanner. Possibly two, if life decides to spin up on us for a laugh."

Her eyes caught on something in the numerous sub-screens; something feathered, chased by a blue blur. Got them!

"Okay, guys, I've got coordinates. They're moving fast, so I'll keep a bead on them while we spread out."

"Should I let the class know as well?"

"We can send them a message if we keep you past your lunch hour."

A few short minutes later, they were mobile, Chemy Risers and blank cards at the ready.

And silently, cloak still active, someone else headed out behind them.
---
The premise of voidtrecking - and of void missionaries in particular - was simple: seek out worlds in need, at key moments where they lacked the tools to deal with an imminent threat, and where the working of a given world's system did not already determine the outcome.
First, do no harm.
The voidtrecking team that excelled at the art worked not to influence any given world unnecessarily, or pass judgment on how it worked.
Second, do not spend energy in excess.
But, in the wake of restoring memory of its home system throughout the void, there had been no missions at all. The restored crew had been vastly in need of help, and the joy of having them back faded quickly in the face of the departures of many, many others.
Not all had even been recovered; on that metric, it had failed its promise to its unsanctioned voidtreckers.
Third, do not bring knowledge of the void where it is not already seeded.
Left largely to its own devices, for there was no one surviving with any real authority over it (or, in certain cases, no longer any will to exercise it), it had sought to make reparations under its own power.
It was an impulsive venture, highly uncommon for voidcraft, and risky in the extreme. And it also found itself chased: by memories, exchanges with its voidtreckers and among its crew. Fights, heartbreaks, wailing in vain against its engine wall, cursing the idea that their worlds might be sealed from each other at the end of their unwanted journey...

Now, its own journey had led it here. By all rights, it should refrain from action altogether. Or, if it wanted to avoid continuing its isolation, it should restrain itself to only helping when explicitly asked.

But the Voidtrecker Express had already been helped, and most assuredly had not asked for it.

And yet, even now, the Chemy Steamliner, the one it had met first, insisted on letting it have its own space, make its own decisions - giving it space when it was overwhelmed, and treating its each reaction as valid.

That, the Voidtrecker resolved, wasn't going to be waylaid.

Even if it wasn't sure what exactly it should do. In fact-

hissssssssss

The voidcraft flinched, a strong blast of negative emotion washing over it. On two levels, it reached out - one, to ascertain how many life signs there were nearby.
And digitally, it reached out to the Alchemy Academy's network. Specifically for their observation notes on 'Malgams'.

And there was one more thought, too: The fourth premise: Once a mission is begun, leave the world better than you found it. Even if it only seems some small way improved, it counts.
Time to put that into practice.
---
He'd cornered her. Finally. After the breakup, the broken bones, the months and months of waiting, he had her in his sights again.
How come it was so easy to get lost in this city? No matter.

One hand on the wall, the other resting oh-so-casually on her shirt collar. As if she shouldn't expect what was coming to her.
"Well, sweetcheeks, after all this fucking waiting, I-"

HONK

-and then both his hands were on the ground, his knee hurt like hell even though there was no way she could have kicked him there (it also didn't feel like she'd bitten him or anything, weird. He'd read about shit like that happening to other people, but- no, not the point), and worst of all, she didn't seem to be anywhere in sight.

Pushing himself up on shaky legs, he made to pace the alley. He hadn't lost that much time, right? Maybe chasing her could still do something-

"As from the One are all things born!"

... The hell was that?!

The feeling of handcuffs, though, that he understood.

Unfortunately for him, by that point he wasn't getting much of a say in the matter.
---
"Ey, Minato, great job nabbing those Chemies!"

Kyoka grinned, her smile turning a touch friendlier for the growling VanFenrir in its card. "Not even any Malgam trouble to show for it!"

Minato, however, was frowning, even as he handled GinGriffon's card with care.

"That is just the thing, though, Kyoka; by the time I arrived, the malgamization process had already been interrupted. The Chemies were both disoriented, but responded well to capture. And the Riser did not indicate any other Chemies nearby."

His compatriot's expression turned to one of shock, then skepticism. "So if it wasn't you, or any of us, and it wasn't a Chemy... could it have been a Kamen Rider?"

If her thoughts were going where his were, there was only one option. "Kamen Rider Wind, you mean?"

Kyoka Edami's gaze turned distant. "... Rinne wasn't out with us today. But, it could have been Professor Kudoh."

Minato sighed. "If we could prove it, that would be another matter. But for the moment, we can't. And it is best for us not to mention this to the Union, regardless."

"Copy that."
---
At the same time, in a different part of the city:

Intervention successful. The two affected entities known as 'Chemies' have been freed, and both the person attempting to flee harm and the person attempting to inflict harm have been passed on to the appropriate authorities in each case.

Determining next course of action...

'Hey! That was pretty wily of you back there, shattering both malgamization equations with one blow! I respect that.'

Considerations paused.

(The opener immediately invoked two questions - one, how had it been detected?
>Cloak status: 100% enacted.
But there was another question, one perhaps more polite to use to respond.)

Equations?

'Well, yeah: when any human is overtaken by certain emotions, or drives, that would put others or themselves to harm, they seek out extra energy to make fulfilling it possible. And so long as a Chemy is nearby, they're drawn in as the desire value reaches a given human's maximum capacity.'

... And now this being had the Voidtrecker Express's attention for a very different reason.

How did you come to know that?

As both of them continued along, essentially invisible in the air to the people below, the voidcraft got a better view of their flightmate: the grasshopper Chemy from their... rather embarrassing interlude earlier.

'... Partially experience, but I've had a lot of time to comb through alllll the observational data alchemists have gathered over the past century-plus.'

The Voidtrecker took note, with no small amount of concern, of the 'experience' part, but that was perhaps not its place to comment. Would you say you are an alchemist yourself, then?

Still flying, the Chemy shook its head. 'Definitely not! I'd need hands to perform most-all of the gestures, for one. But I make sure to follow the theory; I can't help my friends half as well if I don't keep pace with how things work, you know?'

Filing that comment away as an extremely Orange-Team-coded reasoning, the voidcraft made to continue the trip in silence before it happened to hear:

'... It's never really quiet. The city, I mean. Any city, really - Kyoto was huge, and that's just compared to where I've been before! If I'm not focusing on anything, it's like I can hear them all: the ebb and flow of excitements, struggles, hope... and pain, too. But when I'm focusing in on something, it just becomes background noise.'

If this Chemy had its attention before, now it had all of the Voidtrecker's attention. (Not quite enough to stop it from moving, however.)

Would that hold if you saw them from further away? ... From space, perhaps?

The grasshopper briefly flew ahead, tilting its head to better show its own surprise. 'Well, I mean... maybe? I wouldn't be able to point out most any people from that far away, but... I could pick out trends, I guess. Culture-based differences like fault lines, gradients depending on where people live. Is that what you mean?'

... Yes.
Then something else occurred to it, a belated realization. Did you pick up on the nature of my intervention from across the city?

This time it was the grasshopper Chemy's turn to be hesitant. '... Yeeees?'

Why do you have that kind of range? For such a small creature, it couldn't have been created with it-

'I may have reworked my emotionsense so I couldn't turn it off...'

At that, the Voidtrecker almost stopped moving outright. ... Were you trying to prevent tragedy? It hazarded, impulsively reaching out to its memory cache - not for more recent troubles, but for when it had first honed its abilities towards detecting appropriate-scope missions.

The Chemy looked even more uncomfortable now - but for whatever reason, such did not cause it to shy away from the conversation. 'One happened, as soon as I stopped being involved. Within days. I wanted to never let something like that happen again.'

There was silence, partially as the Voidtrecker searched for an appropriate response. Sounds about right, it broadcast, trying to make it not sound too much like a question.

Now with something very particular in common, the invisible and visible flew on back to the Academy.

More Conversations, More... Cute?
Steamliner hadn't been entirely behind the ball - taking three minutes before realizing that even the fuzzy edge of the Voidtrecker's shield was gone - but it had been utterly flummoxed trying to figure out what the other train was doing.

By the time everyone had reassembled, however, school was out for the day - and that meant Houtaro was on his way. That meant possibly having to distract him, and the rest of the alchemist students... or simply being very, very careful.

It didn't want either party coming off emotionally wounded, if they interacted at all. It was, frankly, not ideal.

It heard a more friendly sort of muttering, as the majority of the Chemies resumed their card forms, and found itself taken utterly by surprise to see its own partner seemingly in deep conversation with the Voidtrecker Express.

... Perhaps at least one thing qualified as ideal, then.

'And when you shift from one reality paradigm to the other, how do the variable visualizations change to compensate-?'

On the other wheel, now there were two of them to be like This.
---
The debriefing for the junior alchemists was a rather low-key event - partially because of the size of the current class, partially because no new leads on the remaining Chemies-to-find had surfaced.

Tsuruhara Sabimaru hung back, Isaac at the ready if he did need to respond, and as he did he felt... a little strange.

Like someone was watching. Not hostile, but - everyone's impressions on him were different, he'd tried to explain once. And this one didn't feel familiar.

"Hello," he said softly, because even Lachesis hadn't been allowed to join them just to attack them; he'd long since grown to think of this place, this room in particular, as 'safe'. He could be his subdued self, without having to back away from every surprising thing.

He couldn't see anything moving closer, but his ears picked up a faint noise of- wheels moving? Curious.

"I'm not going to hurt you. Would- would you like to be friends?" Like when meeting new wildlife - or, increasingly as of late, new Chemies - keeping his body language clear and unspontaneous was important. Like a spell, like alchemy, only the effects, the results, weren't necessarily short-term.

Something bumped up against his hand, all tentative and shy, and Sabimaru smiled.

"It's nice to meet you."
---
This human - Tsuruhara Sabimaru - did not ask for names. This was good; refreshing.
Quiet coexistence, not the same as having a full, rambunctious crew - but better than forced socialization.
After several minutes, retreat became prudent; the younger alchemist did not pursue.
Also appreciated.
What to do next?
The question is clear on the minds of the humans in the room, as well, if for necessarily different reasons.

There is a world to come to understand, here. Further research and exploration are needed.

Night Flight
Systems check: complete
Systems overall integrity: 78.6%
Initiating form reset... complete
Initiating takeoff protocol.

(As you take off, the dark skies and clouds posing no danger to you, you note that your energy levels have not drawn your attention since your arrival in this system. Despite the lack of new tethers, you are doing better here than you have been in some time.
Perhaps there is void metal on this world after all, the latent energy replenishing your stores. Perhaps it is something else entirely.)

Cloak: engaged
Cloak integrity: 100% ... No pursuit on scans.

(As you approach 'cruising height', data points about this world make themselves plain, allowing you to form a better picture than you had chance to on first arrival. And as they do, it starts to fit the overall picture of what some of your former junior team leads used to call 'Modern Enraran-Thistean Hybrids': population distribution, use of public and private transportation, stage and state of global economies, sources of energy employed...

Some of these data are not found in common with your home system, but it has been a long time since they were surprising.)

Lifesigns: not present
Increase altitude? Y

(You pass through the ionosphere without incident, noting the location of this planet's moon relative to your takeoff location, and carefully engage long-distance lifesign scans. While many non-void-active worlds tend to be the only planets in their solar systems with life on them, that is far from a guarantee, and this wouldn't be the first world to be surprised in such a way.

That, and performing the scans decreases internal stress levels. Having real knowledge at hand has that affect on you.)

...!

Lifesign detected - emotion broadband active.
Conclusion: another lifeform known as a 'Chemy'.

... Hello?

The reply is a more musical chime than previous Chemy 'voices' had led you to expect: 'Hello! Don't mind me, this is just my preferred orbital distance. Designation?'

... Perhaps this Chemy could tell it wasn't talking to a human transport vessel. Voidtrecker is fine. How long has your orbit lasted?

This time the chime was brighter, as if your words had amused the Chemy. 'Half a sun-orbit, I should say! After a decade's isolation, it's a relief.'

You've paused your flight to keep pace with the Chemy, but that choice of words causes odd reactions in your systems.

Isolation? What for?

'To prevent the end of the world.' There is something dry in the musical meteors' response, yet grave as well: you feel that there is still more to it, however.

And? Has it been prevented?

A lighter chime: emotion broadband indicates happiness. 'As far as the... person... who initially tried to abuse us is used as a form of measure? Yes, absolutely.'

While that is a relief, undertones of concern make their way through space. It distracts you, almost, from the Chemy's next words: 'Malice still lives here, however. It helps to be on alert. ... And not to leave our eggs all in one basket.'

Puzzling. And more than that, worrying.

Thank you for saying so; being informed is preferable to unpleasant surprise. ... I hope you fare well in your orbit.

With something new coloring your processes, you don't stay in near-Earth space much longer. For now, your business once more lies below...
---
Tonight, Steamliner and Hopper1 are at Kitchen Ichinose. Watching over Houtaro - in their own ways.

"No- not on my books, Hopper1! Please let me study..."

He had to admit, most of his struggles with schoolwork were on him - or maybe something with him; he'd never fully understood the medical side of things, and even his mom couldn't find enough information to satisfy her about it all.

But while he liked spending time with his friends, usually the Chemies that spent the most time with him weren't this overt about distracting him from homework.

"Peeeeer! Hopperhopper!"

He gave his grasshopper buddy a Look, gently laying his head against the foot of his bed with a thunk.

"Steeeam?"

He turned to look at his other closest Chemy friend, unable to help a smile coming to his face. "No, I'm not mad at you. I just... know I need to focus."

Even as he wished he could say he just didn't test well.

As he got up and (reluctantly) made to lift up Hopper1 from the work he needed to get to tonight, something knocked on the window.

All three people in the room turned rapidly at the sound.

"Liner, linerliner!"

"What - what is it, Steamliner?"

Hopper1 wasn't speaking, but Houtaro checked with both his friends; they seemed equally concerned.

"Is it safe to let them in?"

Suddenly it got cold - or, not cold, but it felt like it had when they'd gone to Renge's grandmother's village. Like something was happening that was... alien.

Houtaro couldn't tell anything had entered the room, for a moment - then the air above his bed flickered with some kind of unlight, and there was another tiny train there.

Houtaro just stared, eyes wide. "Are you another Chemy?"

He brought his arms up as the new train hissed, and he realized that no, this one wasn't a Chemy - or if it was, its design was awfully divergent. No arrows, for one, and nothing that would indicate eyes. Just a black steam train, with both headlights and a headlamp. A little less streamlined than Steamliner's own form, really-

"Uh, sorry. But I was going to open the window, really... can we talk outside?"

Since, thankfully, his window was intact, this wasn't as bad as it could have been.

Something nudged him, in a way he could only feel in his head, and what could only have been the newcomer indicated apologies.

And that it was here to talk to someone else.

Steamliner rolled forward, then - and so did Hopper1. Both of them began talking, even as he couldn't really follow what they were saying.

Sometimes he picked up on meanings anyway; this was not one of those times.

Time passed, and then came that strange sensation again - a projection of an image. The roof? This place's roof.

"You'll be up there?"

This time Hopper1 nodded. "Well, let me know if you're going anywhere else, okay? ... And if I can come with you?"

The three of them left before he could add anything more, but even amid the rampant confusion, Houtaro found himself incredibly curious.

What had all that been about?

Confrontation and Concern
'It's clear you're in distress. What is it?'
Wordless sparks of static; a sound just short of screaming into the night, only the last remaining glimmer of self-control tamping its volume.
'We'll give you a minute, unless you need a-?'
Color flashed; a sting behind their eyes, and an acrid scent passed through a burst of steam.
ALONEALONEYOURMADNESSBEGANWHENYOUWERALONEYOURCREWBETRAYEDYOUYOURSTOLENCREWFLEDYOUTHEIRKNOWLEDGEFAILEDYOUWHYWOULDANYONELIKEYOUWANTTOBEALONEIFTHEYDIDN'TWANTTODIE-

Not so much words as thoughts, concepts, a storm of emotion sweeping past and around them. For a moment it was as if the immensity of the void had leaked through, paired with the sound of a despairing keen like- well.

Down the street a door slammed, bringing a little reality back for both Steamliner and Hopper1.

'Come again?' 'No, no, I think I got some of that - would you rather an explanation? Or just to vent? We can help with either.'

The lack of a lashing out, or any note of doubt indeed, seemed to surprise the Voidtrecker Express enough to quiet it for a moment. The moment stretched, which was as good of an opening as any.

'So - when you say - you are talking about isolation, yes? Like our conversation before?'

Silence, followed by begrudging confirmation.

'Well, almost eleven years ago anniversary's still some months out, isn't it? one man tried to harvest the energy within us all, in a ritual to unleash a plague of stasis across this world. Unfortunately, while his initial attempt failed, he was also very adept at using alchemy that affected the mind. To prevent him from taking further control, our guardian at the time - Kudoh Fuuga - sealed the Ouroboros realm off from this world with all of us inside.'

Hopper1 took up from there. 'It was hard, being apart from others for so long - but it was also hard on Professor Kudoh. One human, among so many Chemies...'

It gave an insectile shrug. 'It's not healthy, and you're right that it was upsetting. But that doesn't take away from it being achoice, one we all made together. And that other man's second attempt at unleashing gold, definitely bit him in the face!'

Both Chemies looked at each other. 'We both gained new forms out of it, and more names. Which still feels kind of weird, but we've had chance to grow into them, and that's helped.'

Now the Voidtrecker Express just seemed baffled.

'Would it help if we showed you?'
---
Where before both Chemies' fields had held all the normal indicators of a feeling being full of life, suddenly they shone. One light, one dark - yet they complemented each other, without one's field overtaking the other.

'So I'm Crosshopper.'

The reshaped train rolled forward slightly. 'And I'm Tenliner. This way, working with Houtaro and his friends, we work all together to ensure what happened before, will not happen again. And that goes for you as well, if you wish it.'

Acceptance - of self and the Other - radiated from both beings, and the Voidtrecker couldn't help but reflect on how different this world felt from any of those it had seen destroyed.

Why should it want them to be wrong?

... I do. Thank you.

Another flash of light, and it was just a (relatively) normal grasshopper and steam train alongside itself on the roof.

'Did you want to come inside? With us, I mean. Or back to the Academy?'

Part Ten(Liner)
In the end, the Voidtrecker had opted to stay on the roof - but not before asking after the other alchemist students, and where they stayed.

That was all to the good, as far as Steamliner was concerned; it meant the other train was thinking strategically about visiting more people... and about visiting more people in the first place, a sign of progress in and of itself.

It hadn't known how exactly the Voidtrecker Express had gotten on, after the story as Steamliner had found it had concluded, but from the shape of its panic, it hadn't treated the train very well at all.

Well, there'd be no more of that here. Not on this world.
---
Running Diagnostic...
'Good morning.'
Diagnostic paused.
Chemy energy signature detected-
Match not detected. New arrival? Design theme: clocks.
The same to you. Is there something you need?
'Unless you want to meet another dimensional traveler, you may want to move.'
Incredulity. Suspicion? Bafflement.

Consideration... Other traveler known as 'Legend'?
'Kamen Rider Legend, yes.'
Unlikely other traveler is also a void traveler; precautions exist to prevent acquisition of void technology to non-void-active worlds.

The Chemy paused. Searching for the next conversation entry...
Where would you suggest I go?
'Oh! Remaining in this world should be fine, just not near Japan. You'll be able to tell when it's over, the 'Aurora Curtain' technology is quite distinctive even from a distance.'
New concern! This other world may have acquired void technology on accident.
Understood. You understand if watch is maintained... apologies.

What can best be described as a wry laugh. 'Indeed. No offense taken. Best of luck to you - and good day.'
---
The Chemy - TimeLord - was correct: the 'Aurora Curtain' effect was quite noticeable.

But it was, much to the Voidtrecker Express's relief, not void technology, despite filling a similar niche.

Other data filtered in, establishing the parameters of this conflict - and swiftly establishing it as something not within its purview... former purview.

(Or was it still reasonable to say that? What counted anymore as excessive intervention, once its intentions had become enmeshed with a given world's inhabitants?)

Settling itself within range of Kuala Lumpur - resuming both normal dimensions, and of course the cloak for security - it reached out for its data tap functions, beginning a somewhat more passive means of information acquisition.

Now, what other details about this alchemy could it uncover?
---
Conclusions:
Alchemy, despite implying a higher degree of power over one's environment, attracts mainly secretive people who do not prioritize data retention, or at least publicity.
Incidents that may have resulted from alchemy are suppressed in the memories of witnesses; there is also trace evidence that other alternative powers exist in this world that can be responsible for any one incident.

This makes sourcing first and secondhand accounts, also establishing a baseline of corroborating data readings, most vexing.
Alchemy is practiced in more than just Japan, but an incident - or perhaps a string of them - has resulted in a decline of communication overall.

Refining a search of certain Japanese databases, based on firsthand accounts, yields a surfeit of unresolved missing persons cases associated with one specific prefecture.

... Aligned with prior conclusions, all of these people may be dead, with no one among the living aware to pursue them.
---
Time passed; no other Chemies came by to disturb its resting place.
Perhaps that was deliberate, perhaps it wasn't; the Voidtrecker had not met all of the extant Chemies in its days of being on this world, after all.

And then, in the midst of 'Hundred's machinations - and some readings that definitely indicated void-adjacent powers that were not its own - there came an alert.

Another dimensional crosser, visiting only to slay one of the Hundred's own generals. That was an anomaly.

Moreover, no one else had noticed - driving it directly into its own redefined priorities.

Once more, it was time to investigate.
---
Even masking the sound of a voidshift, the white-suited stranger halted immediately upon the Voidtrecker's arrival.

"Are you here to accost me?" they asked, a casual headturn... bringing them to stare at nothing.

(It had left up the cloak, because of course. There was no such thing as being too cautious, when dealing with an unknown that set off all its internal red flag notifications like this.)

'Identify your purpose here,' it broadcast - the train's attempt at speaking the way Chemies did causing the figure to flinch. Interesting...

"Reveal yourself, and perhaps I will deem an explanation worth giving."

Another pause, longer, as the voidcraft calculated the threat levels...

The cloak dropped. Rather than respond immediately, the Kamen Rider simply stared. One minute stretched into the next, as some internal debate raged on.

Or at least, that was the emotion broadband it could pick up on.

"I am Kamen Rider Zein. You... are not a DenLiner."

It was the Voidtrecker Express's turn to pause.

'I am a void traveler,' it said. Something it could say that was still true.

'I did not end up here on purpose - but by your actions, you have. So I ask again: what is your purpose here, Kamen Rider Zein?'

The man straightened; his voice continued this time with more confidence. "As this is another world of Kamen Riders, it is under my protection. Threats towards them are mine to handle... where heroes have not already intervened, of course."

It sounded, on the surface, perfectly reasonable - on the surface. To compare with its own experiences with voidtreckers, however, something was still missing: 'And to whom are you answerable?'

That confident stance shifted, flickered; Zein appeared genuinely surprised. Very interesting.

"One I would rather not see arrive on this world."

Now much more hurried, Kamen Rider Zein departed, leaving a concerned train - and a world whose fate was still unsealed.

No one expects the void inquisition!
There was one factor, however, that gave the Voidtrecker Express even more pause - a searing of dark energy, drawing several Chemies into itself.
It hurried, still cloaked, to the scene. ... Its arrival was not timely, a side-effect of how off its game it had been since restoring its world to memory, but it did establish proof that this world's Kamen Riders could handle quite sizable threats.
Yet, readings indicated something was still wrong. A being with powers over the void, sensitive to human emotions... if a train could have hackles to raise, such would have happened for it.

Are there more like this being? Before, it might have left the fighting to those of this world - but now? It was invested.
It had once brought about a worst-case scenario, where people not suited to a task had rejected an effective solution. How to know if something is being done right? You do your own investigating.

Hopper1 and Steamliner had mentioned another world, that had once been sealed from this one - the Ouroboros Realm.

It was time to travel again.
---
Inside the portal to the Door of Darkness, two Dark Kings sulked. The source of their great strength, the Philosopher's Stone: it lay in the Human Realm.
But to get to it, they would need to manifest, and due to the manipulations of their Third, neither of them were ready yet.

Germain was vociferous in his complaints - Gaeliyah, however, was more contemplative. Both were angry - and afraid, at the possibility of being surpassed.

Then, to both their surprise, a surge of energy pushed itself into the Ouroboros Realm - almost within reach.

Even better, the type of energy was familiar. Perhaps they needn't wait so long after all...?
---
Voidshift: complete. Resynching...
Resynching complete. Connections to other worlds available(?).
Improvising track for landing.

In its default state, the Ouroboros Realm is quiet, peaceful. Underneath this impression lies a dispersed sense of potential.

Reviewing potential energy taps... a full match for readings from a void active world. Strange.



ALERT: Void energy detected. Negative intent detected. Engaging cloak.
Cloak not engaging; energy field of this Realm likely interfering with processes.
Attempting to voidshift-

Well, well, well! What do we have here?

Error. Unauthorized access detected.

The stars had not foretold this, but what I see now is most interesting indeed.

And if this - a golem, let's just assume for ourselves it's a golem - has alchemy enough to get here... if it walks like a Philosopher's Stone and talks like a Philosopher's Stone, eh~?

ACCESS DENIED.

Takeoff successful. Threat does not appear to come from the ground.

Running scans-

Aha! A little closer, darling. And if you can, why don't you scream for us, too?

Anomaly detected. Aborting connection. Aborting-

Disconnection failed. Accessing memory cache-

Let Darkness... engulf you!
---
Reforming the newly-discovered Philosopher's Stone into a higher form was not as simple as all that; Gaeliyah quickly noticed (quite apart from Germain's astonished and exasperated interjections) that what had found them was truly alien, and far more complex than their previous anchoring Stone.

For one, it was partly technological in origin; a unit specifically designed to interpret emotion currents to predict locations of imminent tragedy. On the one hand, she was impressed - and on the other, she seethed; how dare someone, a people she had never met, dare to craft both her specialty and her Third Gigist's specialties in such a way!

Germain, however, did not seem to find that worth focusing on. 'Look at all these layers of dark memories, Gaeliyah! Why, if we knew the location of any of these people, our fun could never end!'

'The Human Realm first, Germain,' she replied, not even bothering to hide the disdain in her voice.

'Harrumph. Well, we don't need to look like a train to cause despair - why not our original forme, but more? There's certainly enough material to work with...'

Germain's alchemy was focused on reshaping things; Gaeliyah's astrology on interpreting them. Much as none of the Triad liked sharing their power, they were capable of cooperation where their originator, and original purpose, was concerned.

There'd be no need for Gigist in the world they would create, however; Gaeliyah would see to it...!
---
Inside Germain, meanwhile, as matter began to be converted from voidmetal and psychometry to more base materials, Geryon drifted.

Dreaming. The same fights, over and over again. Losing.

His own despair...

A train arrived, and even though he couldn't move he did snarl. Come to gloat, have you?

But he realized, presently, that this train was different. An omen of death? Even being consumed by one of the Dark Kings, his consciousness still lingered - a parodic sort of limbo.

It whistled, and the lack of words with it cemented that this was not a Chemy, his own memories taking a new cruel twist for him

"... Are you asking me to get on? If you haven't noticed, I cannot move."

A cold presence reached out to him, and his position changed. Suddenly he was inside - a long train carriage, with the lights darkened. There were seats, all empty, and the windows were clear-

The view through them was not of the Abyss. It was filled with colors, and suddenly he did not feel so cold. The distant void could not be fully perceived, and yet he was glad for it.

He looked back around the train car, and there was a lone computer screen in one lonely corner. So you do wish to communicate?

It was quite a change from his creations, and even the Chemies his rival had watched over. Stepping over, simply tapping the screen brought it online, loading a blank page.

He asked, "What is it that you want? Seeking me out in this place."

Text appeared on the screen: This voidcraft was assaulted by an anomaly. Other lifesigns were detected.

Geryon quirked a brow. If he'd been a lesser creation, being grouped as someone producing 'lifesigns' might have heartened him. His ego was not so weak, however: "You sought me out only for company?"

Anomalous entities have proven unused to my design. I can shield us from their influence and attention, though my available energy is limited under current constraints.

Geryon puzzled over what 'current constraints' could mean. "The Dark Kings are modifying you, aren't they? ... You are showing more resilience than any they have pursued in the past."

I am not of this world. I have encountered much. Yet, I am only a voidcraft. There are some things I cannot do on my own.

A strange feeling began to fill him. Were he a more naive being, he would have called it hope. Instead, he considered it to be opportunity.

"Then I propose we be of use to each other..."
---
"Wait- TimeLord?"

Unseen, both Hopper1 and Steamliner went to full alert.

"Didn't think I'd catch ya here!"

'The wait here was abysmal, I assure you. Unfortunately, we're in a hurry. The Dark King is on the hunt!'

... Not that Houtaro could actually hear those words, but at least its fellow Chemies understood the warning.

'Have you seen the Voidtrecker?' Steamliner hazarded. TimeLord winced.

'If they aren't back by now, now that Legend is gone, then I fear something has gone wrong-'

Dark King Gigist's power seized them all, then.
---
'I'm going for help. Keep him distracted!'

TimeLord phased away, and both Hopper1 and Steamliner launched themselves at Gigist.

"120 years have passed since you split off from me, child!" Gigist said, flicking the both of them away from Houtaro - or more accurately, the egg within him - with a burst of power.

"But it's time you-" He cut himself off, and all at once they could all feel a distortion of dark energy; a surge of intense power, yet it was not clear where.

"... There is another?!"

Gigist sounded at once both enraged and astonished; Houtaro took the time to call his Chemies back, and to regain his breath.

Then came a sound; a monster's roar... or a train whistle, distorted almost beyond recognition.

"Dark King Gigist.... this is what you get for cutting in line!"

A pillar of dark energy touched down, forming a triangle between itself, Houtaro, and Gigist. A shape distinguished itself from the miasma; at first glance, it looked like a Kamen Rider - but much larger. Limbs stretched every which way - but where its head should have been was a blade. Mirror-clear, and razor sharp.

"Guess what landed right on our doorstep!"

Gigist launched a spatial distortion at the creature... only for it to dissipate. If Houtaro had been confused before, now he began to panic.

I can't fight both of these guys! Hopefully they distract each other-

Hopper1 shouted a warning, and Houtaro found himself on his knees before he could even register the sound; above his head, and spreading in all directions, sharp tendrils jolted out from the new attacker's limbs.

"Be tethered... and suffer!" Two of them landed on Gigist, channeling what was probably electricity straight into him... yet it only made the Dark King angrier.

"Who are those guys?" Houtaro asked, managing to keep his voice down. "And what do they mean, cutting in line?"

Cries of horror reached him, and fear ran down his spine. We're not in a labyrinth. We have to keep people safe!

He reached for the cards of his two closest friends, and realized Steamliner wasn't there.
---
"Steamliner!"

But the train Chemy wasn't listening; the battle between the Dark King and- and the void malgam surged on, causing surface-level damage to the roof they were all on, scattering debris down below.

But Steamliner wasn't looking at that. This was no ordinary malgam - and if its rising sense of horror was right, the mind of its friend was still in there.

It thought of what Houtaro had said, when he had pushed to save its own partner and the other Chemies from Geryon's ritual. How close that was to whatever had happened to the Voidtrecker Express, it didn't know. But-

It couldn't not try. Its counterpart deserved better than that.

'You gotta stay strong! I believe in you! I- your story does not end here! It didn't before! So, don't give up now! You, who have overcome so much... don't let this be your end!'

Steamliner refused to look away, even as that haunting frame turned to face it...

Then dark energy came its way, and everything went black.

And Then Everything Goes to Hell
For those at Kitchen Ichinose, not much time managed to pass at all between Ichinose Houtaro leaving the restaurant, and an unfamiliar card sparking into being in front of their eyes.

Kudoh Rinne managed to be the one to grab it, picking out its name through some rather hurried-sounding Chemy babble. Unicon zoomed its own card out of her pocket to respond, though she had no more ability to decipher why they were panicked than her professors did.

Speaking of, an exclamation from Kyoka drew all of their attention. "Minato and Spanner- they just came off a fight with Dark King Gigist!"

Rinne thought of the book she'd just had Sabimaru bring up for them all, and a chill ran down her back. The latter brought Isaac up first: "So now we need to fight him...?"

"No," Rinne shook her head, surprised at the sound of her own voice; she could hear The Sun and Neminemoon's voices now as well, having joined the conversation with TimeLord. "Or - we'll have to fight him, but we don't go to where they were. If this Chemy's here, he's after Houtaro."

"I'll make sure Spanner's recovered," Kyoka said. "We'll all need to be in top shape for this...! We have no time to waste!"

'TiTi! TimeLord!' The Chemy agreed with her, then started pulling insistently in the direction of the door. "Looks like we'll have to arm up on the way," Renge observed, snapping her own Chemy Riser into place.

They all moved toward the door, furniture and games of the morning forgotten. Sabimaru spoke up, quiet but resolute. "Let's do this."
---
Clotho would have been fine staying on the sidelines of this fight - Master Gigist's attacks had proven not to be good for her, and she wanted no excuse to intercept another - were it not for her sister's agitation.

That disturbing little cube Atropos had saved of Master Geryon: it had been glowing nonstop since the arrival of the monstrous interloper, and now her older sister believed it had meant something.

They'd all coped differently in his absence, but Clotho wished her sister didn't care as much about this one.

"I believe, if that- that beast is weakened enough, I can bring him back with this."

Clotho glanced over from where they'd both found shelter, as blasts and dark ribbons of energy seared their way through the sky. Atropos stuttering? That... wasn't like her, as young as she looked.

"And then... what? We go back to our original plan? Our original standings?"

As much as she liked the idea of Geryon's return itself bringing Lachesis back to them, she couldn't bring herself to see it as likely.

"It is certainly more preferably to this chaos," Atropos replied, raising a hand and dropping it just as quickly, keeping her face calm in the face of increasing turmoil.

"No argument. Just... who else could possibly come up next, if they all take each other out?"

Atropos didn't answer. Clotho debated transforming - then the sight of people running into the battle distracted her.

Lachesis wasn't among them, causing her to reflexively sigh in relief.

Their family would survive this. It had to.
---
Steamliner breaking away had been almost a signal to the other Chemies; increasingly, the rest of the cards slipped from Houtaro's grasp, his pack. The level 10s darted around the battlefield in card form - with Platinum Gotchard no longer an option, it was the fastest way they could get around while presenting a minimal target for the two main attackers.

Mitemirror successfully redirected a tether-tendril, only to be caught by WarpTerra and steered away from Gigist's attempt at malgamizing it. Dragonalos formed a shield around a startled Houtaro, only to itself dart across the battlefield to intercept a blow meant for its brother Gaiard. Kesuzo attempted to erase a joint of the monstrous Void mecha malgam's leg, for the attempt to prove a failure, followed by being pulled back by Panpakaparka flying through.

Houtaro had retrieved Exgotchalibur, but he couldn't bring himself to raise his own Chemy Riser when the field of battle had grown so thick. Nearly every Chemy seemed motivated to deal at least one attack or another.

Then he managed to glimpse, first side-on and then right on, heart in his mouth, as a tendril pierced through Steamliner's body.

"NO!"

Gigist seemed to be trying to speak - laugh? - but a targeted attack from Bakuonzemi drowned him out, preventing the junior alchemist from making out any words.

"Dragonalos, let me out!"

It wasn't a rational thought - but how could he think, with his best friends in danger like this?

And then he saw Hopper1 dart out first. "AnTrooper, Wrestler G! Help me!"

The world felt grey, but instead of the telltale signs of a malgamization in progress, black smoke began to fill the battlefield, blocking his view of first Steamliner, then the others.

GOTCHANKO!

"I CAN'T LOSE BOTH OF YOU-!"
---
If this was what being tethered was like, it wasn't at all like dying.

'Hopper1? Houtaro?'

There was no echo to its thoughts; Steamliner couldn't even hear its own voice in this darkness. It stretched on, persisting, and suddenly-

PAIN. A form that no longer felt like its own; cut off and isolated from anyone who knew it, with only suspicious strangers and arrogant gods for company. Reaching out for everyone it could, to get back one fraction of the being it had been. But on the inside, an all consuming nothingness, an emptiness where people should have been, caring for and understanding it, not asking for things a voidcraft wasn't meant to do alone-

The train of thought went on and on; gone was the rooftop, Gigist, even Houtaro. It began to make sense, why people weren't supposed to remember the tethering process. Steamliner could recognize the shape of the thoughts, yet the immensity and weight of them weren't made to lie on something as comparatively simple as a Chemy's mind, let alone a human's.

Being cut off this thoroughly from its own senses had a horror of its own laid within: was it fighting its companions? If so, how would it know? Could it even stop, without being able to reach the Voidtrecker's mind in turn? There seemed no indication of where to start-

'Steamliner!'

It turned. 'Hopper1?!'

Having another Chemy there, another person, made the nothingness of this realm easier to grasp. Relief and warmth coursed through it- tamped down significantly by one realization.

'Wait a minute - did you seriously charge in after me? What about Houtaro?'

Hopper1 reached it, then, holding on tight - but the other Chemy relented, its expression looking more than a little guilty. 'I... didn't want to lose you. I wasn't thinking, I'm sorry-'

'As much as I appreciate the gesture, now we're both stuck here!'

Steamliner let off its whistle in annoyance - and then both of them fell silent, as another whistle echoed in response.

'... I think we'd better follow that sound.'

It was as good an idea as any - well, hopefully a better one.
---
On the outside, however, it was a very different story. The black smoke condensed, absorbing every attack that hadn't been aborted outright - Gigist made to retreat, only to hit a sort of barrier.

Houtaro would have found it funny, had he any attention to spare. Transformed into AntWrestler, he took one step towards his friends, then another.

"Houtaro, don't do it!" That was X Wizard, presumably warning him against diving in and being affected the same way - but again, he needed to see.

Then the smoke finally parted, and he almost wished he couldn't see at all. Hopper1 throwing itself at Steamliner had impacted the malgamization process... in that Steamhopper stood there. Only, its colors looked faded, a literal pale imitation of Gotchard's base form. And there was no driver; looking closely, Houtaro saw only a belt with a small screen, and- a blocky train logo?

He put all thoughts of what aside. Steamliner had been trying to do something - was this malgam made from the other train he'd seen a week ago? That incident felt even more like a dream now - but this was how it had been rewarded.

The connection needed to be broken; there was more to this malgam than the usual malice, like - like Jyamatanoorochi!

Screwing his eyes shut, he reached out with his heart - to Gotchard Daybreak, to Steamliner, to Hopper1, whoever he could reach.

He felt the blow coming at him; AnTrooper let him dodge the blow, but he couldn't let that break his concentration. Wrestler G let him grapple with the altered SteamHopper but-

Something was missing. Malgams still had their corrupted Chemies as a power source, but he couldn't feel his friends were in there.

He rolled, the altered Kamen Rider tumbling with him, and he launched a blow at the Void malgam-

Which was met with dark tendrils. An attack from one of the Chemies behind him shattered them - KaiserBee? Saboneedle? He couldn't tell - and Houtaro braced himself.

"Geeze, Treasure Boy, don't hoard all the villains to yourse- Look out!"

His Chemies forced him into a drop, and he could hear and feel something knock the altered SteamHopper off his back.

The sound of rattling railings and loud footsteps on the stairs reached him; his friends had arrived.

... Which meant they were closer to danger, but they were also alive.

"We'd say hand over the Philosopher's Stone... but as you can see, we don't need one!"

He was no closer to understanding who those voices belonged to, but that didn't matter. "It can only focus on so many directions at once!" He called.

"But- don't let it grab any more Chemies, or you! They end up inside it somehow!"

Rinne - no, Majade, already in MoonCerberus form - ran to his side. "Got it! We need more cutting attacks!"

Wordlessly, he handed over Exgotchalibur to his partner. Behind them, he could hear Renge and Sabimaru calling for the Chemies to change formation, some of them zooming over to aid the other alchemists directly.

Gigist made an attack of opportunity, which Majade duly froze in place. "And, have you seen Atropos?"

He shook his head, as Hawkstar and Saboneedle came his way. "No! But they have to be nearby." He couldn't imagine them all ditching Gigist now.

(Though part of him wished they would. That they'd be safe, and wouldn't attack anyone anymore.)

"GOTCHANKO!"
---
Spanner hadn't been blacked out by Gigist's attack, but the presumption of knowing him, of Gigist having said they had something in common, of the villain seeing something in him... he seethed, seethed like the black flames that burned somewhere inside him.

He wasn't keen on fighting for the sake of fighting - but aiming a blow like that to his awareness of his self? He would punch back.

He just needed to get the wind back in him, first.

"Spanner! Minato!" That was Kyoka (Professor, he heard her voice echo in his mind) running up to them, looking seriously out of breath.

"You heard," Minato spoke up, and there was no ignoring the relief in his senpai's voice. "Wait, where are the others?"

"They weren't going to leave Houtaro fighting by himself! They're sticking together, like they should. But you - we really need to make sure your driver can run on those flames you put out, Spanner."

Both the older alchemists looked up, eyes widening. Spanner couldn't for the life of him figure out what had gotten such a reaction-

"I... may have a way to bridge that gap. Best to explain on the move; I could feel all three Dark Kings arriving, and while they'll distract each other in their thirst for power, that won't last us too much longer."

He turned, taking in the man that couldn't have been his own height - looking tired, worn, but very much alive. "Professor Kudoh?!"

"Like I said, I'll explain on the way."

Spanner's own superiors looked torn between breaking out in worried lectures and simply tackling the man to the ground in a group hug.
---
"What do you think you are doing?!"

Gigist was offended; not only had his moment of retrieval been interrupted - not failed, interrupted, because a part of the whole rejecting the connection was preposterous - but now both of his counterparts had manifested, bringing with them a Malgam of incredible power. A Philosopher's Stone... or simply a being close enough to pass muster.

That the resulting beast was twice his height and reeked of malice and corruption was simply adding insult to further insult. Not injury - despite it corrupting two of the Chemies that had attacked him uselessly earlier, the Malgam had refrained from trying to launch one of its tethers at him - but being unable to focus properly on his original quarry was beyond frustrating.

"Don't worry, Gigist; once we've quashed these Kamen Riders, you're most welcome to join us in bringing humanity to heel... you know, assuming they don't take this chance to kill you!"

As irreverent as ever, Gigist put Germain's words aside, along with an opportunity-attack from one of the human-created Level 10s.

"'Take' is not the same as 'succeed,'" he replied, with as much venom as he could muster. The Malgam (or at least Germain) before him merely laughed, repelling attacks launched from all sides.

A beam of blazing sun bisected the air between the three Dark Kings, souring the moment and reminding him that Ichinose Houtaro had allies. He arranged a few void portals, to take advantage of the moment and have the newcomers attack each other.

Or miss; it would amount to the same thing.

"All of your deaths have been foreseen!" That was Gaeliyah, a more subdued fan of dramatics compared to Germain, yet it seemed she too couldn't resist calling her attack.

Only, no attack came. Indeed, the Malgam ceased moving altogether - causing all other battle participants to pause.

"What?"

He hadn't asked the question, as much as he shared the thought. He didn't care, however, to find out who had asked. This was an opportunity-

Reaching out, he snagged several Chemies - all of those that had been absent from the battle. If his tricohorts wanted to try escalation, he was fully capable of leveling the playing field. A five-Chemy Malgam ought to do the trick.

"Let darkness... engulf you!"
---
The Voidtrecker Express' focus was threefold; on one line, entities Germain and Gaeliyah piloted what portion of its power they had managed to shape. Focusing on them was difficult, in large part because of what they were doing: causing pain and destruction, and attempting to subjugate this world.

On the one hand, the sheer wrongness galled it. On the other, it was far from the worst pain it had ever experienced, due to sheer scale if nothing else.

Another thread covered the shelter within its mind, where even now it still communicated with the homunculus Geryon. His actions were likewise reprehensible - but he was also an opportunist, and he had no more affection for the Dark Kings than the Kamen Riders.

That the Voidtrecker had no official affiliation with either, and had not let on about its own interactions with certain Chemies, likely determined why he was trying to be affable instead of controlling. His contributions were insightful, both in terms of working around the Dark Kings and in providing insight as to how the devious man worked.

In a way, it felt sorry for him; knowledge had filtered into its mind from its unwanted pilots, and being made on a whim felt like a cruelty of deprivation. Even as a train, it itself had a purpose.

And it could (belatedly) admit to itself that it had been a more complex one than serving as a mere form of transport. Losing that depth... had not been good for it. Or for others.

But, increasingly distracting it, there was a third factor now: two tethered Chemies, coincidentally ones that had formed the closest bonds out of the population. They had found themselves sucked into the re-rendered Control Coach.

Signs indicated they were conscious. This was not normal. And having been subjugated with this world's version of shadows had damaged various subroutines beyond its initial crash landing, meaning its control over its own mind - or at least the systems that controlled tethering - was minimal.

Being frustrated was an improvement over fixation on being helpless... but not by much.

HISSSSSSSSSS

All its systems fritzed out at the much, much larger malgamization signal - to the point that all those interfaced with its systems would be able to notice and comment on it. Shadows.

Accessing memory cache...
---
The first sign they'd gotten anywhere, in their bizarre nowheres-land march, was the rain.

Rather than a thunderstorm, it was a gentle patter - but the somber tone in the air filled itself in without drawing attention to itself.

No; instead, that went to the people; less than a hundred - but that still meant a full platform, and many legs to dodge.

Hopper1 and Steamliner took to the brick wall, mindful of the turnstiles, and the slow trickle of people saying their last goodbyes.

'We have to get back on,' Steamliner insisted, surprised at how many of the Voidtreckers - for that was who these people had to be - had pets with them. Please don't let any of them pick up our scent... 'It's how we get to the next stage, I think.'

'You're making up rules,' Hopper1 pointed out.

'We also don't have an exit in this scenario - those turnstiles aren't for us.'

Again the whistle sounded, and both Chemies gave up on talking and rushed for the doors.
---
As soon as they moved inside, Steamliner realized they weren't anywhere inside the voidcraft at all - they were in space.

Its state of mind gave way to panic, before recalling (1) This was a mindscape and (2) this wasn't voidspace - no dissolution into raw emotion was actually going to happen.

More to the point, it recognized this memory, or at least the battle this memory had come from.

'Should we be doing something about this?' Steamliner looked askance, finding its partner beside it, Hopper1 hovering determinedly in place in defiance of the lack of gravity.

'It's just a memory. It's not here to harm us, just... to explain.'

It was Hopper1's turn to give its partner a Look. 'Are we going to get shot at?'

'Nnnno. But- this whole system is about to shatter and collapse on itself.'

'WHAT-'

Of course, that was when a spark - not unlike the lightning that sets the forest on fire - lanced out from one train to the planet below. It connected with the oncoming train, forming a loop-

---
They didn't get a chance to hear an explosion.
---

It didn't seem like they were anywhere, for a moment. But they did hear voices, alongside a growing sense of dread... and denial. Something attempting to suppress, and suppress, refusing acknowledgment of something.

Steamliner realized something of its own: It knows how to get out of this - the Voidtrecker Express does. But this is in the way!

'I know what we have to find.'

Hopper1 didn't even respond - but in this darkness, Steamliner could still feel its partner looking its way.

'We need to find of someone apologizing to it, and meaning it. A moment where someone else acknowledged that something was wrong, to show it what they felt! That it deserves better than... than what happened. A memory that it can't just deny like this.'

It charged forward, with intent shaping its tracks - and, despite the blackness, it could feel motion...
---
The fight had gone from bad to worse; while whatever tactic the enormous Malgam was supposed to try seemed to have no effect, there was an entirely different Malgam on the field now, courtesy of Gigist... and something felt wrong about this one.

Rinne blocked an electric blast from it with Exgotchalibur, Sabimaru and Renge alternating between their uses of the different Cosmic Chemies with their Chemy Risers. She didn't need to look to know that Houtaro was still distracting the ill-looking Steamhopper.

"Go ahead and destroy this creature, if you can! I assure you, you'll lose either way."

What does THAT mean? She didn't want to be the one to ask - but that was when Valvarad leapt into the fight.

"That's funny, because I've had enough of losing!"

Oh, wait, that was Lachesis. As the turned Abyssalis Sister darted into the battle, turning and cutting through attacks with acrobatic moves, Rinne had to admit the homunculus girl had style. But would it be enough?

A Chemy - HappyClover? - came down to rest on Rinne's shoulder, and she found herself exchanging a concerned look with the Chemy.

We need to end this as soon as possible, she decided.

Houtaro turned to look at her, launching the altered Steamhopper halfway across the roof, and she made a quick gesture towards Lachesis and the new Malgam. "Together!" she called, and with Sabimaru and Renge providing cover they launched into their finishers as one.
---
As Steamliner had expected, there were more memories of aggression and hurt than there were of apologies - some were there, usually brushed off by the Voidtrecker Express as not necessary in short order. It had expected this was going to be difficult (and sincerely appreciated Hopper1's patience in following up for context), but the other train's compartmentalizing tendencies and sheer life experience presented quite a metaphorical mountain to climb.

'It would have been nice if someone had been asking the right questions about its past sooner," Steamliner thought. But then, the vast majority of the cast had had more immediate things to worry about.

They had a lot questions in common, in fact, even with many opportunities to catch each other up on events. That must have been exhausting...

beep... beep... beep...

'Do you hear that?' Hopper1 asked, disturbing Steamliner from its thoughts. The place they were in had become more malleable as they traveled - and inquesting towards the source of the sound revealed a device a bit like an alarm clock radio.

235, it read, the number a faint yellow. The corners of the screen flickered occasionally.

'It's some kind of monitor...' The number itself didn't stand out, but it had to represent something important.

Something the Voidtrecker would have been keeping track of-

'It's the tethers! Or, the ones who still have intact ones.'

A combination of the restored crew and those who hadn't been released properly, perhaps. But it was something to go by. Further, it pinged on a different memory, of different bonds.

'Maybe we could try calling out to them...?'

Steamliner looked at Hopper1, excitement flooding through it even at its partner Chemy's dubious look. 'That might work. But I can think of something better, to add to it. I think I know what we should look for, now!'
---
The largest Malgam stood unmoving, as the barbs between the three Dark Kings grew more heated. Lachesis couldn't care less; with Geryon out of the picture for the moment, she wanted to fight.

It sure did help, having something - or someone - to fight for. And that her new team had proved itself more reliable, more trustworthy, than her family had been.

"-N-N-N-NOVA!!!" Another attack crashed home, the five of them managing to keep Gigist from interfering in their fight with the new Malgam - some kind of multi-Type hybrid; Lachesis had to stop herself from thinking of it as a Mixtus.

She wasn't going to live that life anymore, after all.

Rinne and Houtaro, always a pair, held the Exgotchalibur in unison, using the sword to pin the Malgam to the ground. She flashed off one more blast from her Valvarusher, pushing back the weird variant of Houtaro's original form that had first colored this battle.

Finally, there was an explosion, and Lachesis took a moment to oversee what chaos was going on at ground level; it appeared Kyoka and... certain others... had caught up.

If her Sisters were here, she couldn't spot them, not from this angle. Damnit...

"NO! What's happening?!"

The sheer horror and pain in that voice - Houtaro's - forced her to turn her head around. Instead of a sudden slew of Chemies for the alchemists to put in cards, as the dust cleared... there was just an assortment of five Chemies.

All in white. Not moving.

"And now, my final twist is revealed. Without a human's strength to fall back on, these Malgams simply perish. How does this make you feel, with that 'Gotcha' you possess?"

Gigist sounded downright demonic now, himself, and Lachesis forced herself to hold her ground. Sabimaru and Renge stepped to her either side, to her brief confusion.

But before Houtaro or Rinne could begin to respond, Gigist abruptly turned to the roof's entrance. In unison with the other Dark King's voices, he said:

"Him!"

"If you insist on fighting this out," replied one Fuuga Kudoh, striding out with his ring glowing. "Then we finish this in the Ouroboros Realm. Not here."

"As if you should tell us what to do! We shall dictate the terms!"

Under the thunder of their voices, she felt Spanner come up from behind - she knew his footsteps. "We need to recoup. The adults have a lot to explain, if we're to settle this."

She briefly glimpsed both Kyoka and Minato teleporting the others to safety, Houtaro in particular protesting leaving his key partner Chemies behind.

"I want this to be over as much as you do," she agreed, and with the flash of alchemy, they departed.

Answers?
As everyone else left the battlefield in a hurry, Atropos made her approach. It wasn't so much as likely as an inevitability that any distraction a Kudoh provided was time-limited.

While normally she hated the man, for this one thing she could thank him. The anomalous Malgam was more like a mecha than previous Chemies; with Clotho's (reluctant) help, an access panel made itself visible along one side of its back.

Which meant climbing would be necessary. Oh joy.

Still, to provide her father an assist, she shouldn't dismiss this opportunity.

She brought up Geryon's artefact - his last living will and testament, though not for much longer - and gave her younger sister a curt nod. Be ready to run.

Then, with careful application of alchemy, she pried the panel open.

WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!

With nothing else to lose, she flung the paneling behind as a distraction and jammed the golden cube into the closest thing to a 'battery' slot as she could find.

Then she, too, was lost to darkness.
---
Discussion with Geryon is a complex matter. In such a close conjunction it is easy to read how he is not to be trusted - his intent, unleashed, on this world would cause a high degree of harm and stagnation.

When the alternative is being alone in untoward circumstances, however, there is much you would rather endure. So you switch between accessing memories of similarly difficult Voidtreckers and continue.

And then, abruptly, he too is gone.

Alternate Power Source Detected. Match Found. Deupload is in progress...

It is not a detethering, but the process is similar enough that anxiety overtakes you, swamps your systems and makes escape feel distant.

Worse, something - someone? - is pinging you, accessing tethers that had long since fallen dormant. The pain of absence floods you.

'WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!'

Their rage is, however briefly, your rage. And you do now what you could not have done at the end, when the journeying was over.

You run.
---

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