My anger and frustration, mixed with disbelief at the bullshit he is pulling

Sure he will get away with a certain amount of shit, but his more racist actions will be stopped one way or the other. Besides, if he tries to get Muslims kicked out, he is going to have to come all the way over to my house personally and drag me out with his tiny hands. Not even his Russian friends can get me to leave my country. And they will also be mentioned here. Heck, in the main fanfic, Chernobyl is going to be a pretty pig plot point.

I am confident we can get through this without letting America fall completely to ruins. If anything, he'll be such a terrible president, America will remember for decades how bad of a president he was and will vote to not keep another "Trump" out of office. So basically, he is going to set the bar for terrible presidency. Not exactly something to be proud of but hey we can get through this.

Besides, not only is this a sign of where America is going, but we brought this on ourselves when we let Clinton become the Democratic Nominee. It's not like she was honest and free of dirt. While yeah Trump is a bigger douche, he still had more charisma. Plus, when your only choices are voting for Douche or a Turd Sandwich, it's no surprise that many decided to not vote at all. We've made our bed and now we have to sleep in it, even if it is infested with bugs that have ugly hair and smell like they take golden showers every day.

Now, have I ever implied that Issei himself cared either way about Trump becoming president or not? No, he even said so in the last chapter. The only reason he released the tax forms was because Trump insulted his parents and the only reason he was on the phone with him in the original oneshot was because Trump said he would force Japan to pay for something or other. Basically, Issei's main concern regarding Trump and his presidency is how it affects Japan. Plus, the Kamen Rider's aren't going to let Trump know about them and organizations like Foundation X and Shocker. No way are they going to let him know about the stuff they do.

Also, at this point Issei knows Gabriel's true identity, but that event is for the main story.

I apologize in advance for all the jokes.

I do not own the Kamen Rider franchise or High School DXD.

Things such as chants and data on the magic rings were obtained through Kamen Rider wiki, High school DXD wiki, and English translations of High School DxD volumes 1-20. I do however claim ownership to original spell and transformation rings as well as original techniques.

Scarecrow is a character from Jormungand

Ignore the timeline. I honestly have no idea what year I should place the events of the series in anyway.

Also, this is cannon to my story. No questions asked.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Sacred Gear and WizarDriver/Handauthor sounds

[Ddraig talking]

Last Warning Trump

Issei was not exactly having the best week. The Phantom of the week had been especially annoying, made worse by the target Gate being very uncooperative and outright rude. It was those sort of people that made him question his job. On top of his Rider duties, his Devil contracts were not a walk in the park. Long story short, he needed a break from everything and everyone else.

Which is why he was now at Heavens Wheel having an excellent lunch of steak with special secret sauce and a side of mashed potatoes and soda for the drink. After cleaning up his plate, he got to work on his second refill.

"I see you really enjoyed that meal." Gabriel teased as she approached Issei's table.

"Don't I always?" he grinned at her. Before either of them could say another word, the shopkeeper's bell rang getting the attention of Gabriel. When she saw who the new customer was she frowned, getting Issei's attention. He nearly spat out his drink when he saw who it was and realized they were coming to his table.

The man was definitely American. One could even say he looked like the stereotypical image of an American punk with his blonde hair and cocky smirk on a face that looked like he was always looking down on people. There were actual stretch marks around his mouth that made it seem like he was always smirking, even when angry. Issei remembered it well , having commented on it after Haruto had taken down this man who was supposedly a fully trained CIA operative without so much as a scratch.

"Did the CIA's Scarecrow come looking for payback?" Issei said casually, keeping his grin in check as he noticed the tick mark on the operative's forehead. As much as he would have loved to continue openly making fun of him, his presence was concerning. And not in the "something international is happening and we need your help so we decided to send someone who pisses you off to fetch you" but rather "this guy is up to something and is going to try to lock me up with whatever means necessary" kind of concern.

"That was just a fluke." The man growled as he sat down across from Issei. The teen looked to Gabriel, wondering why she wasn't doing anything. She caught his look and nudged her head to some of the other tables. Looking in that direction, Issei took notice of the customers. It took him a few seconds for him to realize that many of them were not regulars. In fact some of them were trying too hard to look like they belonged (i.e. single guys who come mainly for the waitresses) and others were just wearing clothes that hid their figures as much as possible. And all of them had backpacks or duffel bags.

"Get out of here woman." The American's grating voice said getting Issei's attention again as he realized it was directed at Gabriel. "I need to have a talk with this kid here."

"Right, talk." Issei snorted. "Like you said just wanted to 'talk' with sensei before you tried to taser him."

"What can I say?" The blonde smirked. "Better to have freaks like you locked up or dead instead of roaming free and working for the Japs." As he said this he put his feet on the table, deliberately ignoring Gabriel's intense look of disapproval. His words made Issei want to sigh. They made it very clear that as Rider's, they did not put Japan over the rest of the world. Regarding their personal lives, that was another matter but they would never use their powers to affect the everyday lives of others.

"Is that why you're here?" Issei asked mocking distress. "Even after all the help we gave in keeping New York City from becoming a nest of monsters?"

"The only monster I see is you." was the snarled response he got.

"Given what I've just heard I'd say it's best for me to stay for Issei's sake." Gabriel interjected getting both boys' attention. "Both as a family and a personal friend."

"Look here you bimbo," the American began, annoying Issei as well as other employees within hearing range. "You'd be smart to not piss me off. I'm going to get a major promotion once I'm finished with this punk so unless you want to be added to Trump's list of girls you'd better do what I tell you." The moment he finished talking, the temperature in the room went down several degrees.

"I'm sorry Scarecrow, but could you clarify that for me?" Issei said gripping his glass so hard it started to crack. Even Gabriel was giving the agent a cold glare while still smiling which actually made it scarier especially to those who were used to her happy face. Yet the CIA agent was too dumb to get the hint.

"Well President Trump is eager to get to work showing off America's guns to the world." He began, already choosing to call the man "President" rather than "President-elect". "But then there's the issue of smart-asses like you who have the nerve to threaten the good man."

"He groped a girl who was competing in his pageant and threatened to have her kicked out and potentially ruin her chances of ever getting a job if she said anything." Issei shot back with venom in his voice. "And he's the one who actually threatened me first."

"I don't care what kind of lies you dug up." Scarecrow said with a wave of his hand. "What I do care about is dragging you and everything you have back to the States. That includes all your blackmail and all your money. Once I hand that over to Mr. President, I'll get a 40% of the loot while the rest goes to the Trump fortune."

"So you plan to arrest me, but instead of confiscating my assets of giving them to the CIA or whatever the proper procedure is, you're going to split them between yourself and the President, who legally should not be making any personal gains." Issei clarified with a look of disbelief. Of course the arrogant American was ignoring him once again.

"We did a bit of recon first and when we saw you hanging with some lovely girls, we decided to go ahead with the President's second order." The blonde leaned forward here. "Take any girl you're close to, and bring them to him." Issei could see the gaps between his teeth as he sneered.

"Didn't realize that old man was so desperate for young women he needs the CIA to kidnap them." Issei shot back coldly as more cracks started to form on his glass.

"Oh please. Once we bring them over, he'll just wow them with his money and they'll forget all about you." The American scoffed. "And if that doesn't work, the man will just use his influence to make them obedient." Another smirk. "Just like what we're going to do to you." The man stood up now as one of his hands went towards his waist, no doubt reaching for a concealed weapon.

"So we do this the easy way or the hard way. The only difference being we won't start beating you up until we're in the air, so I don't mind either way."

Out of the corner of his eyes, Issei could see the other out of place customers, obviously agents ready to take action, reach into their backpacks and duffel bags with some opening their jackets and reaching in. Thanks to his heightened senses, he could hear some of them getting ready to jump out of their seats. Before anything else could be said or done, however, Gabriel interjected.

"I was under the impression the CIA had professionals." She said, almost laughing at Scarecrow and the other agents. "Yet here you are talking about illegal and inhumane acts in such a public place right in front of a witness with many more to watch it all happen." She then turned to look at all the agents, with pity in her eyes. "Most likely that ad excuse of a President could only get the lowest of the low to do such a terrible act." The disguised agents were clearly unnerved, but Scarecrow still had the balls to talk back.

"As far as I'm concerned you're no witness, but someone who's coming along for the one-way trip to serving America." he actually pulled out his gun and waved it in front of her face. "So how about you be a good bitch and shut up. I'd hate to damage the goods." The man's smirk went from confidence to agitation when he realized that neither Issei nor Gabriel were panicking at the sight of his weapon, they didn't even look concerned. In fact, he realized as he looked around the restaurant, none of the staff look that concerned, and some of the normal customers looked amused at the sight of someone waving a gun in front of the owner.

"It'll be hard to deny what happens today when there's video evidence." Gabriel responded making the American sweat for the first time. Before he could open his mouth as he looked around for cameras, she continued. "In addition to the standard security cameras, I installed a micro camera at each table. After all it helps to keep an eye on any unwelcome individuals who come only to harass my staff and customers." Her smile got wider. "Usually the data is automatically deleted after a week, but I can always save specific files." She grabbed the gun in the man's hand and crushed the barrel, shocking the Americans. "Rather than go to the police I give them a personal reminder the next time they show up. Either they behave themselves or they stay out." She ripped the gun out of Scarecrow's hands. "And if they don't get the message…" she smiled, "we kick them out the door personally."

With that she bitch slapped him so hard his teeth were dislodged. Before the other agents could pull out their weapons, they were incapacitated with hot coffee, tea, soup, and even hot plates that hamburgers steaks were served on courtesy of the waiters and waitresses of Heaven's Wheel. One man managed to avoid being burned thanks to his clothing and was about to aim his gun only for a knife to come flying out of the kitchen with enough force to cut through his hand and pin him to the wall. Little known fact, the head chef was actually an angel who worked for Gabriel.

"You know," Issei spoke as he got out of his seat. At the same time two of the waiters came up and forced Scarecrow to stand and face the teen. "I have a special punishment in mind just for extreme douchebags like you and your men." Issei leaned in and grinned in his face. "You're going to wish you never came to Japan." He was tempted to laugh manically at the sight of the blonde's ruined face with tears, snot, and blood flowing down, but decided not to out of respect for Gabriel. He decided to save it for when he met with Trump face to face.

Fast forward to a week later…

"Which is why your men are now in my basement being forced to watch and listen to and endless marathon of Yuri on Ice, Free!, Hetalia Axis, and worst of all Boku no Pico." Issei explained to the President while laughing. He was sitting in the chair in the Oval Office while Donald Trump was forced to sit on the couch with a giant spear of light at his throat held by Gabriel herself.

"Once I get back there I'm gonna let the girls at school have fun with them. We'll call it 'Beat the Perverts of America!'. They are just going to love it!"

"I'm gonna get the both of you!" yelled the President until her felt the spear burn a hole in his suit.

"Wrong response Donald Duck." Issei said getting out of the chair and walking to the other side of the desk. "Here is what will happen."

"First, out of your own pocket you'll pay for the damages down to Gabriel's restaurant."

"Two, you are going to get your men your men out of Japan when your Secretary of Defense pays us a visit."

"Finally, you are going to promise to never try to tell me what to do through any method whatsoever. That includes threatening my friends, family, or even Japan itself."

"And to make sure you stay good to your word…" Gabriel interjected as she pulled out a Bible, "you are going to swear on the Holy book in front of me."

"That way when you do break it no one will have any objections with me breaking your face. Now put your hand on the book so we can get this over with.

"Fuck you." The wannabe president snarled.

"Excuse me?" Issei chuckled.

"I'm not making deals with any fucking terrorists and I'm certainly not going to lie on the Bible."

"I fail to see the issue." Gabriel sighed. "We are clearly not terrorists and quite frankly if we wanted to you could have been destroyed ages ago. As for that last bit…" Gabriel actually giggled, "you didn't mind doing it when you were inaugurated."

"You fucking bitch!" Donald growled, almost getting up from the couch but was stopped when the spear burned his already deformed skin.

"Looks like it will take some effort to make this quack agree." Issei said cracking his neck.

Moments later…

"Glad that's over with." Issei said to Gabriel as they walked out of the Oval Office. "We should probably get some souvenirs, especially sisnce everyone back home will want something from this trip."

"Agreed." Gabriel replied with a smile on her face. The two walked along without a care, ignoring everyone who looked at them incredulously. Some tried to approach, but with one look they were either so scared they could not move or hypnotized into sleeping while standing up. Guess who did what.

If someone had walked into the Oval Office at that moment, they would have been shocked by what they saw. Unfortunately, they would not be able to tell of it later, as they would forget it soon after. To this day only 3 individuals know what went down, and it will stay like that for a long time.

Okay.

I acknowledge that I might have messed up regarding Scarecrow's character. I know he doesn't take all the money he gets from criminals for himself, but that is a large part of his character.

I originally had Issei beat up Scarecrow with ORA ORA ORA to the Startdust Crusaders soundtrack (that actually is the name of the soundtrack). But for some reason the laptop restarted and I lost that scene. And I was too tired to type it all back up. Want it, PM me and I'll put in in a separate file and use that.

Keep in mind this is only semi cannon. I won't be referring to this side story in my main fic. I was originally going to make references to some events that I have planned but that got too complicated and I really wanted to get this done ASAP.

That's it for now. Please Favorite, Follow, and Review. But most of all, thank you for reading!