Kamen Rider: the first Patrol!

The First: Part 1

"DRAT!"
A cry of anger is heard from a nearby laboratory on the campus of ABU. A boy with black hair spiked up on the right side sits grasping the bridge if his nose. In front of him on the floor sits a broken beaker. One of the pieces was labeled, A-14. The boy picks up the labeled peice. "Next time." He says to himself.
He hears the door open and sees another boy walk in. This boy wears a leather jacket with a blue shirt underneath. His auburn brown hair was parted to the side with a short hair curl falling to the front obviously imitating a certain man of steel. "Marshall, What the heck happened in here?" "Sorry Chase, A-14 experiment gone wrong." The black haired boy, Marshall said the other guy. "Really? Ugh! I told you not to mix those chemicals! It doesn't do anything but heat up!" Chase said scoldingly. Well, that explains the beaker on the floor shattered to pieces. "(Sigh) I can't be bothered right now. I have to practice for the race and each second I'm here-" "don't even finish that sentence. Just go, I got this." Marshall says cutting Chase off. Chase considers it for a second before asking, "You sure?" "Positive." And with that, Chase leaves the room.
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Chase was outside riding his motorcycle around a track. He was concentrated on the terrain in front of him. He felt like nothing could stop him. He did a few tricks on the vehicle before stopping to take a break. He sat at a picnic table near the track and took. A man in black clothing walks over to him and sits adjacent to him. "Hello young man." The man says before taking out a bento box and eating it's contents. "Um, hello." The man seemed.... suspicious. Chase decided to pay attention to him, he lifted both legs over the bench in case he had to get up and run in a hurry. He also placed his hand near his phone, although, he felt a little, over prepared for this, the man looked normal enough, for an 30-something looking man who suddenly decided to sit near him of course. Chase wondered what he was thinking the man could do that made him prepare for the worst.
"You know, I have to say. You're a very lucky boy." This gave chase an even worse feeling in his stomach. "Why is that?" He asked skeptically. The man jumped up onto the table and pointed at chase. "Because you've just won a fabulous prize!" Chase's eyes widened in confusion. "Wat?" "Come on out boys and tell him what he's won!" A bunch of militant groups dressed in complete black except for the white rib cage patterns on their combat vests. Every single one of them wore a black gas mask with white frames around the goggle lenses. And they all, simultaneously, started chanting "Yee". "I will repeat myself. Wat?" "I know you didn't get that so I'll translate for you. You've won the chance to join the greatest organization in the world! .S.H.O.C.K.E.R.!"
"Thanks, but no thanks. I have a race to practice for." Chase says starting to get up. "Oh young man...." the man says in a voice that sends chills down Chase's spine. "I wasn't giving you a choice." Chase runs toward his motorcycle and starts to drive away. But not before calling the police and telling his location. He speeds of on his motorcycle only to be horrified when he looks behind him and sees a large creature with bat wings darting towards him! Unfortunately he wasn't paying attention long enough to see that he was swerving out of control! He crashes into the forest and tumbles out of control into the nearby river. He opens his eyes. He's weak, but he can still crawl. He sees he's washed onto a patch of dirt near a forest. He tries his best to crawl out but before he can make it, a foot stomps onto his hand. He looks up and sees the bat creature before the butt of a gun slams into his face, knocking him out.
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He wakes up to see a metal ceiling. He looks around and sees his arms and legs strapped down to a table. Many weird looking people look over him and study him. "Oh, you've awoken, my name is Dr. Sebna. I would like to congratulate you on being chosen!" "For what? Who are you? Let me go!" "Why for the Remodeling of course! Our great Leader has chosen you because you are perfect for this! A 189 IQ, peak physical condition! Complete perfection! Now, shall we start with the next improvement?" "Improvement? What are you talking about? What the hell is wrong with you!?" Suddenly, Chase felt a sharp sting in his neck before his vision blurred, and his eyes closed.
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To be continued.