Xamusel: So, if anyone's curious, this story was effectively based on the story Futari wa Pretty Cure: A New Legend by Ashbel Longhart. However, I have to admit that the premise is different, in that the main male character is not actually a Primary Rider (currently and by technicality)… and, since Kuuga didn't have any Secondary Riders, that ruled itself out for where I could get a Rider from. Besides which, I wanted to try something that's a fair bit different, mainly in terms of how the plot progresses.

Okay, before I forget, this story is a case of Self Insert. In this case, however, the story is set when I'm literally between 14 and 15 years of age… and that's before I got on FFN for the first time as a registered user. Actually, let me rephrase that: The story starts almost two thirds of the way through the '05-'06 school year, and I registered on FFN as of October 5th the following school year.

Still, on a separate note, I should mention that, due to the timeline of the main portion of the story, there will be another Kamen Rider show involved in this story. I'll leave it up to you guys to find out which Kamen Riders are showing up. There's good reason why I'm not revealing it yet… because I didn't really account for this at first. Besides which, this crossover story is set in Precure no Sekai, one that follows some of the order of the main timeline Kamen Rider.

Oh, by the way, I would like to welcome a good friend of mine as a fellow author and content editor for this story. Please give a round of applause for Lily Nadesico!

Lily: Thank you, Xam, and I'll try and make the best out of this space! Anyway, I'm glad to be lending a hand on my friend's project, which features one of my favorite series ever, Futari Wa PreCure. I will try my best to make this a worthwhile read, and I will lend my knowledge of the world of PreCure to the best of my abilities to make this an engaging and epic story! Well… not much to say on my part, so… I'll once again pass the mic to my friend Xamusel here! Thank you for your attention, and happy reading!

Xamusel: Thank you, Lily, I appreciate it. :)

Well, on yet another separate note, this story was being cross-posted on Questionable Questing as a quest. However, because I wanted to have a more thorough idea of what I was doing, I decided to give it a fresh start on a blog that will have portions of each chapter posted at a time for readers to help me decide where to take this story. I'll leave the web address for you to look up shortly.

Now, with that said… The Wheel Of Fate Is Turning. Rebel 1, Action!

DISCLAIMER: We do not own Futari wa Pretty Cure, nor do we own Kamen Rider Gaim or anything remotely similar… nor do we own what else might appear. Instead, Xamusel only owns himself… and this is the only time we'll say the disclaimer like this.

Futari wa Pretty Cure: Never Surrender
by Xamusel and Lily Nadesico

Chapter 1: Baron Form Arrives! Henshin!? Completely Unbelievable!

A two-story house

Stanwood, Washington

United States of America

16:12 PST

March 24th, 2006

One Year before the main story starts

Samuel Kauffman, a young teenage boy with dark brown hair, glasses framed over hazel eyes, and slightly pudgy features for being at about 4'11" or so, was busy doing his homework at the dining room table when his stomach started to grumble. Blushing in embarrassment, he got up and walked to the refrigerator to get something to eat, hoping to get something like his favorite type of refrigerated food. However, before he could open the fridge to get the food, someone could be heard ringing the doorbell to the house.

"Huh?" he asked himself out loud. "Who could that be? It can't be Chandler and Monica… they probably have more homework than I did at their age."

Shrugging, he walked over to the door and opened it–

*Ka-THUNK!*

–or rather, he tried opening it. When he took another look at the door, he realized what the problem was, namely that the door was locked.

'That's strange…' he thought. 'Why is the front door locked?' With a mental shrug, he unlocked and opened the door, revealing…

"Speedy Delivery! I'm here to deliver a package to a mister Samuel Kauffman."

…a middle-aged man who looked the part of Speedy McFeely from Mister Roger's Neighborhood? On top of that, he was holding a box in both hands, which was pretty big in and of itself.

Samuel blinked a few times in rapid succession, before he finally processed what he was seeing and hearing. "Uh, that would be me," he said, mentally cursing the fact that he didn't have the cash to pay for this unexpected delivery.

The Speedy McFeely lookalike simply looked Samuel over and asked, "Are you sure? You look like you couldn't be older than 12."

Samuel felt a bit of steam come out of his ears… if that were humanly possible, he didn't know, but he did know the delivery man was about to get a verbal lashing for that. However, before he could give the verbal lashing, he remembered to count backwards from ten to one. Once that was done, he said to the delivery man, "For your information, I'm 14 years old."

The delivery man did a double-take upon hearing that. "No way…!" he exclaimed, before he handed Samuel the box and coughed into his elbow to clear his throat. When the delivery man finished, he produced a clipboard with a document and said, "Excuse me. Now, I need you to sign this form, to ensure that the delivery is a success."

Samuel placed the box down to his right, before he took the clipboard and a pen to sign the document with. While he was looking the document over, he asked, "Who sent this to me in the first place? I don't recall ordering anything…"

Indeed, the fact that he got something at all was probably a huge mistake, which was due to the fact that he didn't order a single thing in his young life. Well, okay, more like he never mail ordered or online ordered anything. This was mainly because he was without a means of paying for the item or items that would appeal to him like that.

It was at that point when the delivery man said, "The sender paid for this to be sent to you. Please understand, this is not normal by any stretch of the word."

Samuel looked skeptically at the delivery he received, before he decided to play along with the delivery man. "Is that so?" he asked, receiving a nod. "Okay, I'll gladly accept the package, then." With that, he signed the document, before he returned the pen and clipboard to the Speedy McFeely lookalike.

The delivery man nodded in affirmation, before he said, "Have a nice day, mister Kauffman." With that, he walked off to his delivery truck, which was… parked… where… his parents were supposed to be?

'Oh, you've gotta be KIDDIN' me!' Samuel thought as he realized why the front door was locked. 'No wonder! My parents must've left me alone to take care of something with my older brother!'

With a sigh, Samuel closed and locked the door, before he turned to face the package on the ground. "Now what am I gonna do with you…?" he asked out loud. When he looked the package over, he noticed a letter attached to the top. "What have we here…?" he asked, before taking the letter off the top. Upon opening the envelope, he took the note out and started reading it. "Hello, mister Samuel Kauffman, how is your day? I am writing this note to you because I want to give you a chance to live outside the mundane life you are doubtlessly living. In order to achieve a true life of adventure, please follow these directions. First of all, open the box and retrieve the contents from within. Okay, sounds easy so far."

With that said, he took the letter with him while he went to get a pair of heavy-duty scissors. Upon getting a pair, he walked back to the box and cut the packing tape off. When that was done, he opened the box and pulled out the contents…

"Huh? What the–?" he questioned. "What sort of belt buckle looks like this? And are these supposed to be locks? Why do they have fruit shapes on them?"

Indeed, the contents looked like a belt buckle without the belt, only it had some sort of cutting knife on the right side of it for whatever reason, and about a good ten score of the fruit-themed locks… no, not completely fruit-themed, but rather based on different objects that come from seeds. Each of these locks was in a special case that kept them safe from certain harm.

Returning his attention to the letter, he picked it up in his right hand and continued reading. "Secondly, take the box and its contents to a room with a mirror. Wait… what?" Shrugging, he put the contents back the way they came in, before carrying the box up to his bedroom. Upon reaching the room, he put the box back on the floor, before he picked the letter back up in his right hand. "Okay… what else? Thirdly, grab the Sengoku Driver, which looks like a strange belt buckle, in your right hand and place it over your waist while facing a mirror. A belt will appear around your waist while at least one face will appear on the faceplate opposite the Cutting Knife. Huh? Sengoku Driver? So that's what it's called?"

Shrugging again, he switched the hand holding the letter, reached into the box, and pulled out the Sengoku Driver, before moving to stand in front of the mirror on his bedroom door. "Okay… here goes nothing," he said, before putting the Driver on his waist. When he did that, lo and behold, a yellow belt appeared on his waist to hold the Driver on him! On top of that, the originally blank faceplate took on the appearance of an elaborate print with five different faces facing the right: a blue Japanese-style helmet that had a head crest that resembled a katana and looked like it was merged with an orange slice; a white Japanese-style helmet that looked like it belonged on a military leader and slightly resembled a muskmelon (how he knew that, he'd never really know); a red and gold knightly looking helmet that looked like it had a banana sticking out of the sides; a green Chinese-style helmet (again, he'd never know how he knew that); and, finally, a silver Japanese-style helmet that looked like it had something sticking out of the front going upwards.

Samuel looked at his reflection and nearly took a step back. "What the—?!" he declared in shock. "Where did that come from?!"

It was at that point when he remembered that he was supposed to read the letter fully. Clearing his throat some, he held the letter up to his face and continued reading. "Alright, what's next? As instruction number 4, please pack up enough clothes to last a week minimum. This should easily be able to fit in a suitcase. Wait a minute…!" Looking over the letter again, he realized that something was amiss. "Oh, brother… this list is assuming I should move out of my parents house or something, which I'm not gonna do."

Even so, there was definitely a part of him that wanted to move out, so he shrugged off the realization and prepared the suitcase.

Unknown Time and Place

Void.

Aether.

Vacuum.

Whatever you call it, it is still a place where one shouldn't be able to live, due to the lack of life.

However, there were two people who could be found here, in this realm that was supposed to be unlivable. A pair of old men, one of whom was clad in black and magenta, the other in leather brown and black. The fact that they were here was pretty disconcerting, all things considered, and yet…

In front of the two men, an array of different planets shone dimly, before a pair of planets started to show themselves above the array of planets after a long time of them looking. The way these two new planets came into the picture, one could imagine that they were there for a good reason… wait, the new planets were glowing brightly!

The first of the old men, the one in black and magenta, turned his head to face the second one and asked, "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

The second of the old men shrugged, not deigning to give the first old man a look. "Depends on what you have in mind," he answered. "What are you thinking, Tsukasa?"

Kadoya Tsukasa turned to face the planets in front of them, saying as he did so, "I'm thinking we should at least find out why these worlds showed up out of nowhere. It seems pretty important that we discover this, don't you agree… ne, Daiki?"

Kaito Daiki looked intently at the worlds that were glowing brightly. Before he could give an answer, however, he noticed something important. "Uh, Tsukasa?"

"What's the matter?"

"A few of the parallel worlds that we know of are, well, 'pointing' at both of the new worlds."

Tsukasa looked intently at the worlds in question, before he realized what he was seeing. "I think we might have a major situation on our hands," he said. "What caused this, do you think?"

Daiki turned his head to look at Tsukasa and said, "Honestly? I think it has to do with some random omnipotent being messing around to give us a lot of headaches." Before Tsukasa could answer that, Daiki pulled out a quartet of cards, cards that seemed to be glowing as well. "I wonder if this has to do with that smug snake…?"

Tsukasa, after a bit, felt that he should pull out something from his pocket. When he pulled it out… "Yep, no doubt about it," he replied. "I think we should fix this issue post-haste. How many of those cards are from the exact same world?"

"All four of them are from the exact same world," Daiki answered, before he put the cards into a separate pocket. "I think we should find the source… of… this… wait. Tsukasa, do you happen to know where that Sengoku Driver I 'liberated' from the main timeline went?"

"Eh?" Tsukasa blinked rapidly in surprise for a few seconds while he spun around to face his counterpart. "That was yours? I thought you didn't even need that Driver…"

Daiki gave no warning when he punched Tsukasa in the gut. "I kept it around for sentimental reasons!" Daiki declared. "Is there any way you can find the Driver without giving us both a headache in the process?!"

Tsukasa coughed heavily to get his air back, before he said, "I think… I know who to contact."

"Who?!"

"Tohsaka."

"Kaleidoscope's apprentice?!"

"You know of any other multiverse travelling Tohsakas?"

"…point," Daiki conceded. "How do we contact her, though? Last I checked, her kind were people who didn't like technology, and it was due to Kotomine Kirei forcing the subject that she knows how to use a landline."

Tsukasa pulled out a cell phone from his coat pocket, before he started dialing a Japanese number with it.

"What are you doing?" Daiki questioned.

"Calling Tohsaka."

"How?!"

"Simple," Tsukasa answered, finishing dialing the number before placing the phone to his ear. "I have the Kaleidoscope phone plan. It should be more than enough to reach her."

Daiki facepalmed as soon as he processed what he heard. "…you have a phone plan that traverses dimensions?" he asked in deadpan.

Tsukasa nodded, before he seemed to connect to the person he was calling. "Ah, Tohsaka-san," he said. "I was wondering if you knew where a specific belt buckle-like object can be found that's not in its native dimension. Could you please be of help for us? …it's typically a black sideways quasi-diamond shaped belt buckle, one that has a lever that looks like a knife that can cut into fruit, a hole that can fit a lock and an indent in the buckle to help put the lock in. …you think you know who has it? …and it's something Zelretch did because he figured he'd do the right thing for once?" Tsukasa facepalmed. "I thought he was a troll? …okay, thank you, Tohsaka-san. I'll speak with you later." With that, he hung up, before turning to face Daiki. "Good news."

"What?"

"Turns out Zelretch gave the Driver to someone who had managed to bond with it. Bad news is, we need to help facilitate his arrival to a different parallel world, so that means we need to be a taxi service."

Daiki sighed in annoyance. "Okay, let's get this done," he said, before he looked around. "Now, how do we get to this bonded person?"

At that moment, a mirror showed up in front of the pair.

"…that answer your question?"

"Yeah."

Back with Samuel

16:30 PST

"Okay, that takes care of that," Samuel said, putting his final article of clothing away in the suitcase. "I wonder why this is even necessary, though? I don't mean any disrespect to the guy who wrote that letter, but, in all seriousness… what if this was just one big prank?"

Indeed, now that he thought about it, the whole thing somehow reeked of a massive prank. It was completely likely that he wasn't even the right recipient, but he didn't want to discount a single possibility, like this being a legit thing going on. Even so…

"Now, then," Samuel said, shaking his head a bit. "Let's get this over with, shall we? What's next?"

With that in mind, he pulled the letter out again and read the instructions again. "Final step: take a Lockseed out of the case and put it in the Sengoku Driver, all while doing a cool pre-transformation pose. Don't forget to use the Cutting Knife lever to activate it, and especially don't forget the word— 'hen-shin'? What sort of word combines a chicken with a body part?" After a bit, he saw that the word had a pronunciation guide. "Oh… henshin when activating the Lockseed. Wait, those fruit-themed locks are called 'Lockseeds'?!"

Shrugging again, he pulled out a Lockseed case and took out its Lockseed, one that looked like a bunch of bananas. "Okay, then, here goes…" he said. With that, he held the Lockseed in his right hand and, a moment before he flipped the switch on the left side of the Lockseed with his thumb, said, "Henshin."

Banana

Ignoring the sound call for the Lockseed, he decided to pull off a DBZ, more specifically the Gallick Gun move as if it was fused with the Kamehameha. Pulling his hands back next to his right, he cupped them as if forming a Kamehameha while holding the Lockseed, followed by him placing the Lockseed in the Driver where the hole for it was placed. With that, he positioned his hands to mimic the Gallick Gun, right hand in front of his left. After that, he shifted his left hand by twisting it down to the right, pushing the lock part down.

Lock On

Before he could do anything else, however, he heard the sound of Feudal Era European bugles going off from… the… Lockseed? He looked at the Lockseed in the reflection, then at the rest of the Lockseeds, and shrugged. With that, he looked back at his reflection, moved his hand to the Cutting Knife lever, and sliced it through the Lockseed and behind the Banana… wait, what?!

Come On!

With that, he felt something obstruct his field of vision, as in a giant metallic banana falling onto his shoulders!

Banana Arms: Knight of Spear!

When the banana fell out of his field of vision, a new sight appeared in the mirror… namely, Samuel wearing a red and yellow suit of armor with silver trim that was thematically identical to a banana. Heck, there was even a pair of banana tops as part of the helmet!

"What in the world…?!" Samuel declared, before he saw something in the mirror that wasn't supposed to be there. What he saw was a pair of people, the first being a somewhat elderly man who wore a black overcoat and pants with a red sweater while carrying a magenta camera around his neck, the other being another somewhat elderly man who wore a brown leather jacket and black jeans with a black shirt under his jacket. The fact that both of them were in front of him in the mirror was cause for concern, especially since they were literally not in front of him in the room. Besides which… were those playing cards in their hands, or something completely different? The old man wearing the black overcoat had one card while the other old man had four…

Become Kamen Rider…

Waving his left hand in greeting at them, he said, "Uh… hi?"

Become Kamen Rider…!

Before he knew it, however, the two men tossed the cards directly at Samuel's Sengoku Driver, the cards coming out of the mirror and literally going into the Driver! With the cards inside the Driver, and not sticking out at that, a vortex appeared in the mirror, pulling with such suction that it sucked in Samuel, his box of Lockseeds, and his suitcase almost immediately!

"What's going oooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnn?!" Samuel exclaimed as he was pulled into the vortex, blacking out after he heard the last mental voice that wasn't his own.

Become Kamen Rider… and win the fight for the Kindan no Kajitsu!

Obtaining Heaven.

Unnatural flora was growing at an insane rate, the plants growing ever upward, until they could grow no longer. On each plant was a flower of variable design, with some exceptions actually bearing a strange fruit, one that looked reminiscent of a lock. In the background of the flora was a tower reminiscent of the World Tree of Norse Mythology, Yggdrasil, which… was not that far off from what it was.

On the ground, a horse whinnied as its rider, a man with a single-edged sword to his left hip in a blue armored jumpsuit and an orange-themed over-armor, stared down an opponent across a dirt plain, a man on a motorcycle and in a red armored jumpsuit with banana-themed over-armor and a spear. Both men had followers in terms of quasi-humanoid monsters with their respective colors on their underbelly side, a scant few flying in the air, and, in the case of the motorcyclist, a variety of armored figures that were both on the ground and in the air, the figures in the air in exoskeletons that looked like they could form a giant Japanese watermelon, while there was only one armored figure on the ground with him to his left. The armored figure on the ground had an acorn theme to him, which even included his helmet and warhammer, which had only one flat side.

Painting the world in your colors. Is that the glory you seek? Can you bear that heavy responsibility?

Off to one side, an armored figure in a green jumpsuit and grape-themed armor ran towards another armored figure, one who wore predominantly white and had muskmelon-themed armor on. When the grape-themed warrior arrived at the muskmelon-themed warrior's side, he knelt down and looked at the older-looking of the two, as if deferring judgement to him.

People can't even control their own lives…

At the same time, a woman with blonde hair, closed eyes, and wearing predominantly white clothes was laying on the ground, eyes closed as more of the aforementioned flora grew around her. When the flora reached a certain part of her surroundings, the woman opened her eyes, the left one brown and the right one blood red, as she looked around for a sign as to what to do, before she noticed a strange fruit near her location. As soon as she got up, the orange-themed warrior looked her way, as she held the fruit that grew near her at the level of her shoulders and walked towards the impending battlefield.

So no one can run from, nor defy…

Lowering the strange fruit from its original position, the focus then went to four of the different armored warriors as well as herself, before a flower, which was in her hair on the left side, flew out and landed on the battleground and caused a charge between two of the factions.

…the raging waves called fate, sweeping them away.

As both sides facing each other charged, the third group, itself leading an army as well, prepared to take on the winner of the current battle, its leaders standing upright to get ready.

However, if fate ordered you to change the world…

Some of the troops were firing on their opposites, each side also losing some of their own, primarily in the air at that.

…to shape the future with your own hands…

The armored figures riding towards each other were content to charge, ignoring the explosions at their sides, even as the battle would be decided by a single strike.

You wouldn't be able to resist it. But the world would be put into your care.

Xamusel: FINISH!

And thus, the first file for the Kamen Rider drabble story is completed. Of course, for those of you who want to help get this particular story finished completely… the blog in question is called "PreCure: Never Surrender (And Beyond)" (just remove the quotes when searching the internet). Also, please note that this first chapter is not even completed yet, just a drabble that needs more attention.

As a matter of fact, please keep in mind that it might be possible for the blog to be effectively empty for a few days or so, before I begin posting the whole of what's available on it. A lot of content from the prior version on Questionable Questing is in need of edits, to be fair, but only if the votes go a different way. Thank you for your attention.

The next drabble I'll post in this "story" is going to possibly be a Kamen Rider Wizard/PMMM crossover. Please keep that in mind.

Now… let the games begin!
~Xamusel (circa 7/3/2017)

PS: I'm also in the business of offering challenges. My profile page has an example of ten such challenges to date (six of which are my own creation). However, if anyone sees a concept they like enough to write about in this "story", they're free to review and ask if they want to take it up as a challenge (not counting this story).

PPS: On another note, I decided to limit the stories I'll upload in the future, so that I need to have a backlog on hand first. If I get enough positive reception in a drabble for an individual story, I'll start posting the whole story, with weekly releases (hopefully).