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Episode 2

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Aoi Kaze No HOPE [HISTORY OF TRUNKS ENDING]

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Dies irae - Animation OST: AHIH ASHR AHIH

The bell had already been rung.

Who would have thought that the first day of going to an actual school would be this hectic and anxiety levels of stress?

That was what George Kurai thought as he still secretly cursed the old man Decade with the good old "ONORE DECADE!" in his mind for even thinking of sending him to this school in the first place. Well, he supposed that it's not all that bad as this was honestly nothing compared to his very first time attending TARDIS School, that one special school of fun that he had the numbing and genuine pleasure of being a part of. And he had thought that his life didn't get any stranger besides being deeply and heavily connected to the Precure. It was more than a school. It was family from all walks of life throughout the Multiverse. And now he wonders what everyone else seems to be doing as he was currently being asked questions by everybody who was excited about him being the new face of the class after the lessons were all said and done.

It wasn't that much of a big deal as George flawlessly answers the many questions that were hurled at him without his true identity and other life being discovered. He guessed that those Questions and Answers Classes that he had attended in TARDIS School were at least starting to pay off. He could attest to the fact that this type of subject isn't easy to learn especially for those who can't really keep much of a confidential secret.

There was a vast disparity between confidentiality and lying and it really depends on the point of view and the given context of the situation. That was one of the things that he had learned applied. Quite the complicated and fascinating issue of black, white, and grey.

But the questions weren't really a problem at this time.

He glances to his left and sees Hana Nono who was just to his left side. Coincidences are a dime a dozen, but to think that he would get to sit just right near the significant other of his life. Actually, it's because of this that he couldn't help but feel a little awkward right about now. Despite his numerous experiences that practically make him a war veteran by right and commanded entire legions of soldiers sharing the same face, he was still a 14-year-old teenager dealing with the daily problems of a teenager as his emotions were still there and a part of him no matter how much he tries to bury it. Even more exacerbating was the issue that he in turn finds her quite attractive. She was also quite the kind and pure and cheerful soul forged from the fires of tribulation and challenges that had been given to her and to her teammates. She wasn't called the Pretty Cure of High Spirits for nothing.

And of course, her magenta eyes were always fixed on him, carrying that look of determination and resolve that had George both intrigued, intimidated, and mesmerized as it makes her more beautiful in his eyes. His alternate future self really wasn't kidding when he once said that Hana Nono was a special type of person that you could not just find anywhere.

He sighed heavily without making it too obvious.

Was this what one could call love at first sight?

More like awkward at first sight.

However, the awkwardness still shows and continues as, despite Hana's eyes of kindness, there were also her two best friends and fellow Precure, Saaya Yakushiji and Homare Kagayaki, who were standing right next to Hana and watching him closely and carefully. Of course, it was understandable for George that the Precure would be cautious of him considering all of the things that his other self had done.

Why was it that the past needed to clean up the future's messes?

That was the thoughtful question of the young man who is secretly a Kamen Rider. In any case...

"Um..." George begins to stand up all of a sudden, much to the surprise of everyone gathered around him, including the Precure. He grabs his student bag carrying the necessary books and begins to say in a contrite tone. "...Sorry everyone, I would love to answer all of your questions but I'm needed somewhere else at the moment that requires personal matters to attend to, family business you all understand?" or so he would say which is not really a lie as from a certain point of view, the Kamen Rider side job and his other life is a form of a family business in a way. And now that he thought about it, he supposed that definitely needs to check out for any Noise activity that may be buzzing about in his world, whether if it was in the present or if it was in the past or the future. Or futures as alternate continuity lines are dime a dozen.

He'd see the faces of everyone, especially the female population all crestfallen and disappointed, sighing heavily as some females commented and asked that is it not possible for him to stay any longer. George, despite feeling bad, couldn't agree of course as he needs to find some needed excuse to get out of this classroom and away from the stares of the Precure. And speaking of the Precure, Saaya and Homare were blinking and sweating, wondering just what was on the mind of this George Kurai younger-look-a-like while Hana was concerned as to why he would leave so suddenly.

It was such a perfect opportunity to leave and turn tail and run as the heavens seem to have blessed George this day as it was more than a half-day period, so the students can eventually return home earlier without the afternoon sunset kicking in. Or maybe it wasn't the heavens and was just his old man pulling the strings again. He wouldn't really pass it with him as he is no doubt laughing at his current awkward predicament.

He turns tail and run as he walks his way out of the classroom and into the hallways, all while Hana Nono never really took her eyes off of him for one second.

"("He's running away? Why? It's only been the first day for him and he's just running away? No not just that, but I have this feeling that there is another reason why he suddenly left. Could it be...")" Hana thought out of concern as he looks at Saaya and Homare who were looking right back at her, concerned as much as she was for different reasons.

After all, when your greatest enemy that had brought more suffering and traumatic experiences had suddenly just walked right through your own territory, wouldn't you be more cautious?

Of course, everything was all said and done as the former members of the Criasu Corporation went back into their respective timeline. Some of their fellow team members and allies such as Ruru Amour, Hariham Harry, and Hugtan are people from said timeline who tend to visit every now and then after the fighting was over. And those times when they were all together were usually the times when they had to help out the successor Precure Teams such as Star Twinkle and Healin' Good .

Now, it's been a while since they last saw George Kurai. To see him as a much younger man who was in the same category of age as them makes them want to keep an eye on him. Hana most especially had important reasons as she wants him to smile more as she sees whenever he smiles that it was less genuine and more of a habit that he gained without any meaning except sadness.

"("No...Never again...")" Hana thought, her heart turning to worry, not wanting another cycle to repeat once again. She stands up and her hands were slamming her desk which made the two Precure look at their leader in surprise. "We're going after him!" she declared.

"Hmmmmmmmmm."

Somewhere from the distance, there was someone watching from the rooftop of the school.

Who was this person?

That was a good question as he was an enigmatic and mysterious individual. One could suppose that he was and still is an enemy of the Precures. Most especially was he the enemy of the Smile Precure! Team and is considered the most dangerous of the Bad End Commanders who served the once dreaded King Pierrot who was defeated by the combined efforts of the Smile Precure! Team.

He appears to be human, wearing a white half masque, hiding his eyes, and a white and violet bodysuit with a small violet cape that was being blown softly by the wind in an ominous fashion.

Now, he was giggling softly as he looks down to see his worthy adversary escaping the school grounds with his backpack. His eyes were glowing into an ominous red as there was a chaotic delight in toying with his greatest adversary. A known villain of the future. And yet, an unknown hero of the past.

"Run all you want, Toki no Ouja. No matter if you were to encounter the Precure, you can't keep them out of the anticipated conflict that would no doubt start in the next few moments..."

He said this as he begins to take something from his pocket. It was a special type of watch that was carrying the image of Cure Yell and the year "2018".

"I wonder...would you fall to despair when I find a way to target your significant other...? Of course, that question is a moot point as this is your first time meeting with the girl. And of course, you aren't that breakable as if you were, I would have finished you off years ago, which is just derailing the admittedly thrilling fun that I take absolute pleasure in as a bonus fee for my services. And you would not tolerate whatever I have to do to keep the cycle turning like an engine, no? As eager as I am to face you once again in battle, I of course have other matters to attend to in accordance with GameOver-sama's orders. Consider this you're lucky day for I am about to give you a warm welcome to this school that you of all people deserved."

He said this as he glances at Hana Nono, Saaya Yakushiji, and Homare Kagayaki who were stealthily chasing after George. He smiles as he spread his arms in excitement.

"It's...showtime!"

George was just taking out his Faizphone X and reviewing the official files regarding the dangerous alien creatures that he had fought last night and several times as the Noise and there appeared to be a mini-map of the globe in a form of a hologram that has multiple pink dots that shows the many countless numbers of Precure throughout the world, not only just in Japan.

And yet why would a young 14-year-old man like him even bother to protect these powerful women who are more than capable of handling themselves when the going gets tough?

Good question. Yet many answers.

Now that he had exited the school and after walking fast for a few meters, he was simply walking casually on the empty dirt road with forest trees from both sides, the leafy green leaves that were waving from the breezes. So far, no sign of any Noise activity, which of course was a relief for the young Kamen Rider. And yet, he couldn't help but be concerned.

Yes, the Noise hasn't killed anyone in his world yet for the past year or so of getting sent in droves by his enemy clown. Their power to combust people into nothing but carbon, killing them instantly, was something that they were quite known for in the Multiverse and they are usually dealt with by techno-magical girls who wield the powers of the Symphogear. Of course on the plus side, any Precure Team are more than capable of dealing with these abominations as they wouldn't be turned to dust by virtue of their positive magical spectrum of many varieties that all consisted of pure hope in the midst of despair.

But then, the Noise would not be the only monsters that the Precure could face through the element of a surprise attack that they may not see coming.

But the Noise is not currently the problem. The real problem right now is that there are currently three Precure tailing him, hiding somewhere from the bushes to the trees in a continued pattern of succession.

Just when he thought that the coast was clear, fate tells him otherwise. Was his negative misfortune finally catching up to him? Didn't really matter if it was the past or the future, it was always the same for a time traveler like him who cleans up the side trash while the Precure Teams handle the main courses as it is dictated throughout history.

But what should he do?

Should he acknowledge the three Precure who were stalking him in the forest?

Should he acknowledge her?

Actually, Hana Nono was one of the many reasons why he wanted to just get away. His relationship with her was already complicated which further adds the question to his mind as to why on earth did the old man even sent him straight into the lion's den. There was no way this was just something random or out of the blue. It was planned. George might have expected nothing less at this point considering who he was thinking about.

Was it perhaps to form a connection to Hana Nono?

But he had only just met her. Sure, he was rather attracted to her as she does have a beautiful face to the point where pictures of her don't really do justice as if pictures and paintings are separate kinds of entities despite the images that they convey in a similar fashion.

Was it his teenage hormones talking? Maybe. Much to his consternation.

First-time experiences for everything he supposed.

He sighed. Not really having much of a choice, he turned off the hologram and put the Faizphone X back into Ridewatch Mode and putting it back to his pocket. He turns towards the side where he no doubt sees the Precure failing epically to hide from the trees.

He walks towards the tree and stops. He breathes in and out, with both of his hands in his pockets.

"Girls, I know that you're hiding under those trees. Please come out as it's getting a little ridiculous at this point."

"Mecchoku!"

George would see Hana fall down comically on the ground while the two other young women who followed their leader were sporting expressions of bewilderment. If this were an anime, there would be a sweatdrop the size of a tear to accompany said expressions. He shakes his head as he draws near, crouches on the ground, and offers his hand to Hana. "Are you alright?" he asked, his eyes turning gentle and respectful.

Hana responded with a hesitant and affirmative nod, accepting the helping hand as she slowly stands up. "...Yes, thank you."

And there was nothing except for a certain moment of silence between the two. Hana was looking straight into George's eyes, curious and concerned for the young man.

"Um!" Hana spoke clearly while hesitating as to what to say. Now that she was face to face with George, there were many things that she wanted to speak to him about, the things that she considered were worth considering. "Um! I! Um!" she was hesitating, twirling her two fingers and intertwining.

George in turn was just blinking, not knowing what to say in this situation. As he was about to open his mouth and speak, Saaya came to the rescue of her leader and spoke in her place.

"We apologized for the inconvenience, but we'd like to ask a couple of questions if you don't mind," Saaya spoke seriously, looking at George with a subtle form of caution and concern.

"Of course," George spoke without hesitation, nodding. It wasn't like he can leave anyway without these girls following him. Actually, this can turn in his favor as since the three are nearby, he wouldn't have to worry about their safety.

Now, don't get him wrong, the Precure are powerful in their own right, and so are the three girls who were right beside him. But "powerful" doesn't mean anything on the actual battlefield when the more indirect approaches can work in the context of the situation. And he can think of a jester who can maneuver and manipulate the pawns, striking swift and precise trajectories in order to maintain a common benefit for himself.

His opposite. His adversary. And now he wonders as to what would be his latest scheme that would make his life miserable. He wouldn't really put it past this jester to take advantage of his first time stepping foot of the school that he is now going to for the foreseeable future. That is if he knows that he is here. And he wouldn't doubt for a second that he does know. Now he's just waiting, like a seemingly cornered prey watching for every possible movement of the predator.

"First of all, you are George Kurai, right?" Homare asked, arms crossed, her eyes not taking off from him by more than a few seconds.

"Yes," George confirmed his name. He has no intention of hiding his identity. Why would he? He's not exactly guilty of any form of crime to merit hiding it, semantics aside. But of course, he took into account the fact that a part of his secret was already out in the open the moment he introduced himself to the class and gets spotted by the Precure. But apparently, the old man didn't want him to hide his identity and just keep it as if under plain sight. Another reason for the need to have George once asked the question as to why was he even attending this school. Normal life? Something else? Probably both?

"Do you know anything about the Criasu Corporation?" Saaya asked, her expression never wavering.

That question has George twitched a little since he knows the name of the company that gave various troubles to the Hugtto! Precure Team. The company whose main goal was to freeze time and extinguish the world's future so that everyone can have "eternal happiness".

And now that he thought about it, the plan itself was misguided from the start. Yes, he could empathize with such goals. Yes, he can understand why the Corporation did what it had to do. But he didn't really find the methods all that praiseworthy.

Actually, the Criasu Corporation is one out of many bad ends for the life of one George Kurai. There are as many bad end timelines without the Precure triumphing. A consequence of the Multiverse. And of course, the Young George Kurai was now bearing the title of Kamen Rider Zi-O, the twentieth Heisei Rider. But his dream is not to be a king. He doesn't even know what he wants to do with his future. And he just wants nothing to do with such a future. His alternate future self can be a perfect example of his fear of the future. He always looked to the future as if it were the boogeyman, a nightmare that he'd rather not want to be a part of, contemplating the complex topic of a predestination paradox of doing things as part of the well-punchable concept of fate itself working in a cycle.

George Kurai fears the future more than most.

What would it be like to actually get to witness your future?

George had seen it. Several futures. None turned out great. Some versions of him were bad. Others were just worse. Still, others were something that he'd rather not like to recall.

How can you know if you were to remain as someone who would not become a tyrant that would wipe anyone standing in your way?

George was afraid, not just of the question, but of the meaning behind the question that he had experienced, and it was something that was apparent in the three young women who were staring at him out of concern.

Actually, they'd never seen George so quiet before as he'd usually be the confident gentleman who has the personality of a fine businessman who can explain his goals properly, determined to see things through with words and actions to accompany them. One of the more memorable moments was when George Kurai froze the entire city in time, leaving the Precure and a few others unaffected. And then came the persuasions as much it can be called that way.

After a moment of getting his bearings together, George deemed that being honest is the easiest path to employ at this point. Secrets and lies can only bring up unnecessary drama as he knows better than to keep secrets from these girls, for they were not just any ordinary girls.

"Yes, I've heard of it," George answered, gaining the attention of the Precure, with Saaya and Homare becoming more cautious. But then, George said in a tone that was hinting at nothing but shame and not wanting any part in it. "But please don't misunderstand, I'm not associated with that company nor am I its head as you may be more than familiar with, Precure," the last past was what made the three girls widen their eyes, with all of them except for Hana taking a few steps back.

George sighed, raising both of his hands. "Please remain calm. Like I said before in an indirect fashion, I'm not the George Kurai that you three and the rest of your allies had fought. He in fact is my future self while I'm...I suppose you could say his past self or present-day self since I live in the same timeframe as all of you."

"Eh? Past self?" Homare asked, curious at this new development and the confirmation of one of their common suspicions regarding the young man standing before them.

"That's right," George nodded. Then he turned his back towards the Precure and begins walking straight towards the trodden path with both of his hands in his pockets.

"Wait!" Hana raised her right hand and grabbed George's sleeve which made the latter turn around and see the sadness and empathy of the usual cheerful girl. "Please wait! I noticed that you want to just leave when it was only just you're first day. Why?"

"...Why do you asked?" George sported a hesitant expression. "I'd assume that it would be quite obvious."

"I knew it! It's about me and my friends, isn't it?! You know something about us from the future since you know things like Criasu. Because of that, you're afraid of even interacting with me and my friends."

"More than just that," George admitted honestly which brought the attention of the Precures, especially Hana who was worried and never wanted to let go of the sleeve for fear of losing sight of the young man just like his other older self who went away. "I don't want to be an unnecessary burden for all of you. You've already fought for the safety of the future itself and the world owes that much more for you all to get some needed rest and a sense of normality until the next inevitable battle comes along. I'm just one of those individuals that just bring the misfortune of things that had already passed away. Let the past die and be buried in history and move forward with your life. And I don't need to be a part of yours as you have more than enough troubles for a mere relic that needs to stay buried and forgotten."

"No!" Hana exclaimed, refusing to let go. "I can't let you go! Not again!" her eyes became teary but her expression was stubborn and determined which made George pay close attention. "I can't. Not this time. You're not going to go through life alone. No matter what, I'll always be here by your side to cheer you on. Hooray! Hooray! George!" she said, raising her left arm and her left hand was clenched into a fist. "I'm not letting you out of my sight. And I'm not going to leave you be."

"Are you just saying this because you feel guilty and concerned for my other self who just left and said goodbye without knowing truly as to why he did what he did in a more understandable sense?" George asked, concerned and serious.

"...!" Hana's eyes widened and her expression paused.

"Hana, you should know by now that he and I are not really the same person. I am not the George Kurai that you know. We're from two completely different worlds. And it is proven based on the fact that the moment you and your friends had managed to change this world's future for the better. And changed it you all did. You don't need a paradoxical unpredictable domino like me to interfere with your life. The chapter of your life in relation to myself is over and done with as you've already chosen a much brighter future and I can attest to it as a fact that I have witnessed it through means available to me. So there is really no need to be concerned for someone like me who is considered to be just an insignificant blip in history who is just forgotten and swept away like the sands of time."

"You're not insignificant! Not to me!" Hana didn't back down, her resolve burning brighter. "Even so! In spite of everything that your other self had done, I still want nothing more than to start out as friends with you, just as you and not the other you! Simple as that! I don't want you to run away just because you're afraid of thinking that you could ruin my life! But you're not! As you said, you're a different person from your other-self. Since you said that, isn't there a chance that we can start out as friends? That way we can start over and learn from one another. We can't let the burdens of the past define what we do now in the present. But we can learn from them and try our best to move forward, okay?" she said with a bright trembling smile, still not letting go of the sleeve as if anticipating the young man's next move.

George couldn't help but stare at the girl for the next few moments. After thinking things over as the rays of the sun appear to filter through the trees and were raining down upon him and the rest of the Precures, he sighed out of a sense of surrender, not knowing what else to do.

"(Sigh). Honestly, you really are one stubborn girl," George slowly smiled for the next few moments, touched in all honesty, sighing heavily as he just simply give up with no sense of resisting. And then he silently added: "("Of course, that is also a part of your charm so I can't exactly complain on the matter.")" while continuing in a clear voice. "Alright, you win. I'll do what you say. For now."

"Yatta!" Hana smiled brightly as she begins to embrace George, much to his surprise and growing awkwardness, not knowing what else to do except simply slowly placing his hands on her back, with his expression turning to the right and slightly blushing.

"(Sigh). As expected of Hana, always trying to reach out to others, even to him of all people," Homare said, sighing in resignation as she dons an accepting smile.

"I'm...really sorry about this," George tried to apologize.

"No need, George-san, we understand," Saaya reassured the young man with a smile. "Actually, it's us that should apologize to you."

"And there is nothing to apologize for knowing what I would have done since you've seen it first hand," George reassured the Precures, understanding why they are cautious of him. And he glances at Hana whose embrace became tighter as if saying that he shouldn't blame himself. "And so did I, unfortunately."

"And that's what's bothering me, George-san," Homare said, her expression turning serious yet never losing that sense of concern. "Just how exactly do you know all of these things? You say you know about the Criasu Corporation and what the head of that company had done, and you're quite familiar with our identities..."

"More than just you three," George added, explaining. "I know every single Precure Team in the entire world, especially the first main ones and the line of defense that are stationed throughout Japan. I'd mention them all one by one by heart: Futari wa Precure, Splash Star Precure, Yes! Precure 5, Fresh Precure! HeartCatch Precure! Suite Precure🎶, Smile Precure!, DokiDoki! Precure, HappinessCharge Precure!, Go! Princess Precure, Mahou Tsukai Precure!, Kirakira Precure a la Mode, and finally," he looks at all three of the Precure. Hana's face was looking at him in shock, the same expression was no less present in the rest of her teammates. "HUGtto! Pretty Cure," he said with a genuine smile and a subtle meaning of admiration. "Yes, I know who all of you are. In fact, that's actually a part of my side job believe it or not."

"Side job? What kind of side job are you talking about?" Saaya asked, curious.

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Hugtto! Pretty Cure OST2 track 13: A new threat

Before George could answer, however...

"...!"

His expression turns pale. His eyes were widening as his expression was directed somewhere else. His expression was one of horror, almost as if he were seeing something terrible.

"George?" Hana asked, concerned and trying to nudge him by slightly shaking his arms.

"We need to go back to the school! Now!" George exclaimed in a hurry.

"Eh?" Hana, Saaya, and Homare muttered in surprise.

But for just a fraction of a second, George Kurai would raise his left hand to summon what appeared to be a clock-like portal reminiscent of old clock gear, with each swing of the pendulum or balance wheel releases a tooth on the escapement's gear, which allows the clock's gear train to advance by a fixed amount, moving the clock's hands forward at a steady rate. The portal manages to engulf them all, both George Kurai and the three members of HUGtto! Precure. From the deep forest to the school campus of L'Avenir Academy.

On the surface, the school campus seems to be fine. The students and teachers who were just passing by were surprised at the sudden appearance of the four.

"What the-" Homare uttered in shock.

But then, she begins to notice something appearing on the school ground. Strange colored portals with a hint of pink begin to appear, revealing strange creatures that appeared to make use of the complicated process of shifting their existence into multiple parallel dimensions so they can become selectively intangible to normal attacks and forces until they want to break something upon this reality.

"Noise," George muttered softly, his tone becoming darker and serious and solemn, carrying a hint that made shivers run down the spine of the three Precure, especially Hana who took notice of the sudden change in George's behavior.

"("George?")" Hana thought, her expression turning to worry.

ZIKAN GIRADE! ZYU!

Something materialized right in front of his left hand. An advanced-looking device that was present in gun mode. He pulls the trigger and shoots magenta-colored bursts of energy upon the monsters that were about to sling their yoyo-like arms on the students and teachers, killing them instantly in a single burst, vaporizing them with ease.

"Everyone, get out of this school, now! You're all in danger!" George exclaimed in a loud voice as he walks straight. A few paces and he stops, already shooting the Noise who were materializing from the walls, killing them point-blank. "GO! NOW!"

And thus, the students and teachers, bewildered and in shock, but also in fear, were now presently running for their lives in multiple directions. And while they were running, George was using his weapon—Zikan Girade—to shoot magenta-colored bursts of energy from multiple angles. And then...

KEN!

He transforms his weapon into a sword and performed side swipe maneuvers in quick succession, taking down the Noise from the left to the right. Meanwhile, the three members of the HUGtto Precure were rendered speechless as they watch their newly acquainted friend managing to perform multiple takedowns in quick succession.

"("I guess that I have no choice but to transform right in front of them.")" George sadly thought.

He begins to grab something from his pocket. It was a pocketwatch-like device containing the image of a Kamen Rider and the year "2018". And the one that he is about to transform into.

"Saaya-san!" George exclaims in a clear voice for the Precure to hear. "Before this, you once asked about my side job, right?"

"Um, yes?" Saaya answered in slight confusion, not seeing how this is related to what is currently happening.

"Well," George said as he twisted his blade, aiming at the materializing Noise from the southeast of his position, killing it instantly. He then proceeds to behead the other Noise nearby by a swift clean-cut, killing them as well. "You're now about to find out."

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Kamen Rider Zi O Toki No Ouja [So Okuno] English Subbed

And then, George begins to dematerialize his weapon and begins to hold the device to the front side, twisting the dial clockwise and pointing the arrow to the left. He then presses the button of the device that is known as a Ridewatch.

ZI-O! ZIKU-DRIVER!

A digital hologram of a clock-based helmet appeared from the watch before it dissipated. Suddenly, there was a transformation belt automatically materializing into his waist and wrapping around his entire person. It was white-grey in color, on the front of it had a display screen with two available slots protruding on each side of the belt for inserting the Ridewatches and a crown button on top.

George begins to insert the Ridewatch on the right side of the slot and it begins on standby as a sound of a clock ticking comes from the driver itself. He presses the button on top of the driver with his right hand, making the main driver tilt counterclockwise a little as he raises his arms to his right side before he moved over his head as they eventually landed in position. His left hand raised to the upper right side with his left palm outwards while his right was by the hip with his right palm open. It was similar to the movement of the hands of the clock.

As he was doing that, a giant holographic clock formed behind him with several different gears around it turning and the clock hands spinning counterclockwise. He was ready as he flick his hands and was about to say the word that will shock the three Precure who were watching as they slowly but surely recognize what they were seeing with their own eyes.

"("It...It can't be...George is...")" Hana thought in awe as she could not mistake what she is currently witnessing from her own eyes. It was a concept that was quite familiar to her, her two best friends, and probably most if not all of Japan and throughout the world. A character that was but a thought created in fiction by an old mangaka artist that had passed away for over a decade or so. It was a character that was a joy to see for both children and adults as they watch it either on television or on the internet or on any mobile device.

There was no mistaking it. The inspiration has arrived in the world of reality. Now, the boundaries of both reality and fiction are being brought asunder as the iconic transformation is now taking place.

"Henshin!"

He backhanded the driver as it spins 340° counterclockwise until it went back to its original position while bringing his arms in an X pattern before bringing them back to his sides. The clock hand from the holographic clock spins together at the twelfth before splitting to the sides, the small hand landed on the ten and the big hand landed on the two. The pink katakana word spelled 'Rider' formed under the clock hand. The katakana pulsed outwards, launching them ahead of him as three holographic watch bands circle around him forming his armor. They dissipated a moment later as he was now officially in his armor.

DING! DONG!

RIDER TIME! KAMEN RIDER! ZI-O!

It consists of a jet-black suit with a silver band in the center with silver ornaments on the sides of his shoulder and chest armor with pink highlights, and pink highlights on the hips and forelegs. On his forearms are the Ridewatch holders carrying two blank watches on his right and one on his left, he had a silver RideWatch that says 'Bike' in Japanese carried on his left holder. His hands are black with pink armor on his fingers and backhand. His helmet looks like a clock with a white clock piece with the symbol that spelled 'Kamen' on the forehead, and a black visor until the Katakana flew back and slammed into his visor as it shines brightly in pink.

Now...

George Kurai has become Kamen Rider Zi-O.

But he is not a king as that is not his desire nor dream and neither is he a villain as he rather not follow in the footsteps of his dark possible futures.

He is a protector with the resolve to fight for the sake of protecting the hopes and dreams of all despite not having a dream himself as he doesn't know what to wish or dream for and is still trying to find out what is it in spite of the understandable fear that he has of the unknown future.

And of course, he is the protector of all Precure of the past, present, and future. Their guardian angel. For as the Precure have been the guardians and protectors of the hopes and dreams of all through all time, who protects them?

And that is where this young man comes in, unworthy as he is.

The transformation itself was more than enough to stop the Noise from their tracks as they stood completely still, almost as if they had the emotion of reverential fear ingrained in them for this specific moment.

Hana Nono, Saaya Yakushiji, and Homare Kagayaki were in shock as they saw the iconic transformation. Their expression turned into shock which was followed by other mixture of feelings such as disbelief, bewilderment, confusion, awe, and wonder.

How was this possible?

That was the common question that was asked by themselves.

"IWAE!"

All of a sudden, jolted out of their surprise, the three young women turn to the left and see a man wearing a brown coat with a grey hood. On the side of his left hand, there appears to be a certain book that was quite old and antiquated, speaking of a chronicle of history, one that was both simple and complicated. His right hand was raised upwards as he announces in a tone of rejoicing and of proclamation.

"He is the heir to the power of all Riders. The King of Time, traveling beyond time and space to protect the past and future of all Precure. His name is Kamen Rider Zi-O, and you three have born witness to the dawn of his advent."

He said the last part with his right hand clenched, his mouth turned to a smile, before disappearing so suddenly as if he were never there, leaving the bewildered Precure by themselves as they slowly turn to each other and glanced back towards George/Zi-O.

"Girls..." Homare muttered in shock. "Am I seeing what I think what I'm just seeing?"

"You're not the only one, Homare-san," Saaya muttered in shock.

"Mecchoku! George is a Kamen Rider!" Hana exclaimed in shock, both of her hands were raised to her hair.

And then, Zi-O begins to unleash a fraction of his power by raising his right hand, telekinetically blasting the Noise from every random direction, smashing into themselves and dispersing into nothing. And just like that, the Noise was suddenly defeated in an instant. But this was far from over as he could feel the unnatural flow of time through the gift of foresight.

He begins to swiftly teleport away into another part of the school through the use of a clock-like portal, which in turn surprises the three Precure as they were left there, stunned by what had just happened.

Hana was the first who managed to recover and get her bearings together as she turns to her two teammates.

"Everyone! We need to help George and transform into Precure! Now!" she exclaims, taking the role of the leader, not wanting to sit out of this fight as it wasn't in her nature for civilians are potentially in danger while also concerned for George who is no doubt fighting somewhere nearby.

"Right!" both Saaya and Homare begin to nod in agreement.

And so, they begin to initiate their transformation. They grab their respective transformation devices from their pockets which are known as the PreHeart.

"Mirai Crystal! Heart Flash!" they all said in a clear voice, raising their PreHearts, and then inserting their Mirai Crystal onto their devices.

They then flip the device into its heart mode as the screen flashes on with a white heart that emits white light. As they all say "Heart Kiratto!", they wave their PreHeart gently around until the light turns pink, blue, and yellow.

And then, in a single instant, they all transformed into their respective Precure forms as a bright light of pink, blue, and yellow engulfs them all, replacing all their casual clothing.

For Hana Nono, her hair turns light pink and grows longer and wavier with a pair of buns on top held by red ribbons and daisies. Her eyes are lighter and slightly change shape, with her eyelashes thickening, and she now wears lipstick. She wears a pink and white midriff top with three white and gold button straps in the middle. Her transculent sleeves are puffy and off-the-shoulder. She also wears light yellow wristbands that resemble pom-poms with light pink ribbons. Her skirt matches her top and is pleated with a translucent layer and mint green ruffle on top of it. Her PreHeart hangs on her left hip over a pink pompom bow with a white ribbon. She wears short light pink and magenta boots with red bows and yellow pom-pom trim with white thigh-high socks. Her accessories include a pearl headpiece with a pink heart on it and green clover earrings.

"Cheering on everyone! The Pretty Cure of High Spirits! Cure Yell!"

For Saaya Yakushiji, her eyes turn bright blue with thicker lashes and she wears lipstick. Her hair becomes longer and thicker and is now sky blue, with two strands decorated with gold beads. Her headpiece resembles a nurse's cap with white feathers with a gold gradient on each side along with a small blue pearly tiara. Her dress is white with a short white winglike shawl and elbow-length blue translucent sleeves with a hole on the shoulder. The bodice is white and cerulean with a translucent part and a white collar. Around her waist is a cerulean sash tied on the left with her PreHeart attached to a white wing and white and gold ribbons. The skirt is white and lined in cerulean that is longer in the back with a white blue layer underneath. Her boots are sky blue and cerulean with dark blue droplets decorating it, reaching the middle of her calves. She wears white feathery cuffs with a cerulean wrist strap and blue droplet-shaped earrings.

"Healing everyone! The Pretty Cure of Wisdom! Cure Ange!"

For Homare Kagayaki, her hair brightens up and grows long, tied up in a curly ponytail held by a spiky yellow hairpiece and decorated with stars. On her head is a blue and pale yellow flight attendant hat with her pearl tiara piece beneath it. Her eyes also brighten in color and she gains thick auburn lashes and pink lipstick. She wears an orange mini-dress with a puffy skirt and a blue sash around the waist to match her scarf. Over this is a pale yellow shawl with long tails resembling a cape that matches the split skirt over her dress. Her PreHeart rests on a star on the left of her sash. Her accessories include white and blue cuffs, orange high heels with a blue diamond on top of the foot, star-shaped earrings, and a blue thigh band.

"Making everyone shine! The Pretty Cure of Strength! Cure Étoile!"

All of this was done as if in an instant, time seemingly not having passed for a fraction of a second. And then when the next second arrives, they all begin to form their iconic poses and positions, declaring with confidence.

"HUGtto! Pretty Cure!"

And then came a battle throughout the once peaceful school grounds of L'Avenir Academy.

While all of the students, teachers, and nearby civilians and non-combatants flee to safety, Kamen Rider Zi-O begins to fight with everything he has as he employs the Zikan Girade to its minimum output.

Slashes and turns were used by Zi-O as he charges right through a horde of Noise and performed a spinning maneuver that managed to create magenta-colored slashes that were hurled everywhere. He slashes the yo-yo attacks that came from the enlarged tentacles of some of the Noise that were orange-colored and had two small ears from the top sides of the head. And they were eventually killed by a quick slash by Zi-O, disintegrating them into ashes.

Zi-O walks forward, undeterred as the massive horde of Noise comes down on him in droves, carrying his trusted weapon, and the katakana on his helmet flashes dimly. He twist his sword and unleashes a magenta-colored slash that managed to cut down most of the Noise in half, leaving some for him to try to finish off.

At least, that was the idea. But the Noise were suddenly intercepted by a fast attack from three young women wearing magical girl-like uniforms, punching and kicking them were they stand. Zi-O recognizes the three to be Cure Yell, Cure Ange, and Cure Étoile.

"Mind if we lend a hand, Kamen Rider Zi-O?" Cure Yell smiled, but there was a sense of worry and concern that George could tell. Of course, the expression may of course translate to the fact that he would need to explain everything later, to which he would eventually do anyway as the secret is definitely out of the bag.

"Of course, more help is always appreciated," Zi-O nodded, before turning his glance towards a pair of Noise moving from the northwest, only for them to be easily dealt with by Zi-O as he aims his Zikan Girade and turned it into gun mode. "Listen, to give a brief summary of what we're currently dealing with, these monsters are known as the Noise."

"Noise?" Cure Ange asked, unfamiliar with the term except when it relates to a name of a villian that one of her fellow Precure had dealt with in the past.

"Creatures from a different universe, known for having killed thousands of humans through a process of carbonization, turning them to dust and ashes upon one single touch," Zi-O grimly explained.

"What?!" the Precure all muttered in shock.

"That's right," Zi-O nodded, wanting to make absolutely sure just what they were truly up against. "We need to clear this school of every one of their kind and finish them off. Your powers and status as Precure should be more than enough to keep you safe from the hazardous effects of the Noise, but I cannot say the same for the civilians nearby which is why we need to take them all down as quickly as we can."

"Alright," Cure Yell said as she didn't hesitate to nod, and so would the rest of her two fellow Precure as they were now officially dealing with something new. Monsters that were capable and have killed before. It was something that they'd had yet to actually face as Precure and so would most of the Precure that they would know from around the nation of Japan and throughout the world. It was new and it was terrifying. But nonetheless, they cannot allow these monsters to roam free as they please as lives are now officially at stake like never before.

"Good," Zi-O said as he begins to switch from gun mode to sword mode and performed a slash maneuver that managed to disintegrate a nearby tentacle from a Noise and pushed the Noise back to the wall through the use of telekinesis, smashing them into mere bits and pieces like digitized pixels. "Let's get to work."

Insert Song: End

ED Song:

Closing Theme Kamen Rider Black RX

New Characters:

Woz/Kamen Rider Woz - A: Keisuke Watanabe

Joker - VA: YĹ«ji Mitsuya