DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything Kamen Rider, Pokémon-related, or anything like that. I don't own anything except for that Garfield telephone everyone looks for and this very laptop I'm using. Anything that's mine is mine. Owgui?
PROLOGUE: Hybrid Epidemic
"The power you learned... I can feel it emanating from you."
-Cynthia Karashina, former-Sinnoh Pokémon League Champion
It has been five years since my girlfriend Cynthia went missing. We weren't able to get in touch after that incident in Spear Pillar, that involved three powerful Pokémon, namely Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina. I'm Shingou Yarino, fresh out of college and still looking for my girlfriend, after the incident on Spear Pillar that occured five years ago. Rumor has it that Cynthia has amnesia and has become an entirely new person, more open that her old, quiet self. I just hope we can still be friends. But suddenly, I am kidnapped by this organization called the Homonculi Assosiaction which is actually related to a certain, strangely familiar criminal organization called Team Galactic.
Just who is this Homonculi Association?
KAMEN RIDER CORONET -SINNOH FORME-
Just like that. I became a Kamen Rider, a person who is a cyborg and can transform into someone proficient in martial arts, motorcycling, and generally becoming superhuman. I was dragged into these experiments because I was said to have connections to someone who has also undergone the experiment. There he was. Cyrus Akagi, looking at us straight from the lab's window with a very stern look and bluer hair than normal. I wonder what he is exactly doing with us, after trapping my girl in the Torn World. Why is he even wearing a strange-looking belt? Is it even functional? What are we exactly doing in this laboratory? Do I look like I WANT to even be here?
I escaped from the laboratory with two other men who were dragged into the experiment. But I couldn't help but stay for a while and look at someone who had long blonde hair who was in the same laboratory where I was: could she be Cynthia? It turns out that it actually was Cynthia: the sad part is that I couldn't recognize her at all, and the unfamiliarity was pretty mutual. At the very least, I was able to look at her one last time: it turns out that me, the two other men and Cynthia were to become Pokémon-human hybrids known as Homonculi, who can be human weaponry for any purpose. Mercenaries, military, marked as wanted criminals, alliteration names it!
Those men looked like they were from other regions. One looked a lot like a Hoenner, while one looked a lot like a Kantian. Did the Homonculi Association kidnap people from other regions? Something tells me the world might turn into these Homonculi--with at least 500 predicted types of the hybrids that may run the world. I should at least sacrifice myself for Cynthia: after all those five years, she already sacrificed herself to save the world: poor girl. After being able to retrive Giratina, she was kept in the Torn World, that Cyrus person took the already captured Giratina away from her for unkown criminal purposes. This is insane! Hellbent madness! Why exactly DO SO!?
The Homonculi Association says that the three of us are undergoing a process called Forced Forme Change: A Forced Forme Change operation may add a drastic amount of Pokémon DNA to your own genetic material. I honestly didn't want to do undergo that procedure at all! Overtime, one may start to become a lot more Pokémon-like, but the only traits that remain are the capability to speak and your humanoid body. Now that is what shocked me, luckily not scarring me for life. People say that a Pokémon species can undergo five different Forced Forme Change Operations in under one night: Forced Forme Changers can be implanted on various types of technology, from what I heard.
But I escaped. The next day, I decided to stroll around town buying my supplies for the next battle I might have to go through. I take my Infernape with me, and feel like I am protected for the rest of the day, but Bidoof-hybrids and Starly-hybrids start to stalk me everywhere I go! Looks like the more common the Homonculi grunts are, the more common their Pokémon motif gets! There's still a chance that there could be renegade Forced Forme Change-afflicted people like me out there in the world, just like those people from Hoenn and Kanto! It is possible that they may be Kamen Riders like I am, but I still look at myself as the only known Kamen Rider in the world.
I felt as if these people were inhumane. I started to think of all these negative thoughts post-experimenting and suddenly I became a lot more aloof around others, and cold-hearted to my friends. Sarcasm went up too. I took a walk to Amity Square and look at all the people there, and I also bring my Infernape there for a walk too. It bonded with me pretty well, and I became a tiny bit warmer to other people. But, as soon as time started to reach a climatic point: a Pokémon and his trainer were getting ambushed by a certain Floatzel human-hybrid! What do I do exactly? I DON'T KNOW! Should I even pretend to think of even caring for that trainer?
Things get worse. I see that the Floatzel-hybrid is using attacks identical to those of its actual Pokémon forms. Infact, that hybrid is able to drop-kick the enemy while gushed in water! Is this Homonculus using a human-friendly version of Waterfall that will hurt anyone but itself? Well, I guess that this Homonculus may be too hard to battle with my Infernape. I know type advantages, I know type advantages. A rule states that you can't conduct Pokémon battles within Amity Square premises. Besides, it'd be hard to battle in Amity Square without any controversy coming along with it. Suddenly, I press this blue button on a belt that came out of nowhere and--
Anyway, as soon as I said henshin, things started to change around here in Hearthome.