Author Notes:
The chapter is revised, in case anyone notices the differences.
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Episode 2
OP Song:
Metamorphose (w/ lyrics and translation)
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07 DIVERGENCE Anonymous;Code Soundtrack
The bell had already been rung, signaling the lunch hour period.
Who would have thought that the first day of going to an actual school would be this hectic and anxiety levels of stress?
There was a part of George to just banged his head at his student desk in frustration because right now, he's currently surrounded by his present-day classmates, who seem less intent about lunch and more on getting to know the new guy - which was him.
"So you're from Teitan Academy, right?" A young man, Fumito Chise, with brown hair and eyes, spoke with a curious tone that was accompanied by a smile.
"That's right," George answered.
"What's it like there? I heard that there are plenty of girls there who are all high class and all that- Ow!" Chise got whacked in the head by a fellow female student who was nearby.
"Seriously? This guy is from the Teitan Academy and that's the thing you wanted to ask?" one female student said with a tone of annoyance.
"To be fair though, it was only until about a year ago when Teitan Academy suddenly became a co-ed school. Back then it was only a school for high-class rich girls, and even then, it still feels like one since the female population there exceeds the male one by about 98%, with the remaining 2% being the guys," Chise said.
"I'm starting to wonder how he managed to calculate that," another male student could not help but mutter softly with a raised eyebrow.
"That's right," George confirmed the calculation, looking a little hesitant as he could see the familiar magenta-haired girl and two of her friends looking at him, never leaving their seats. "I'm actually one of the first male students who entered there and I can vouch for the fact that the male students were few in number."
"That's interesting," Chise was interested. "From what I heard, there's a lot of strict rules there, and it's even stricter with the boys."
"It's stricter with the male students for the sake of accommodating the female students who are still getting used to the idea of Teitan Academy being turned into a co-ed school," George explained.
"George-kun, Teitan Academy is teaching classes that border on university levels, so what's your experience on that," the female student who whacked the male student said.
"Well..."
Right now, he is being asked questions. Many of the questions were ones relating to his previous school, Teitan Academy, which has middle school and high school branches. It was not the questions that George had a problem of answering, since he could answer them flawlessly and directly to the point.
No, the real problem was Hana Nono and two of her friends who kept looking at him ever since he had arrived.
Coincidences are a dime a dozen, but to think that he would get to sit just right near the significant other of his life. Because of this, he felt a bit awkward and worried.
Here was George Kurai - a young man who had seen things that go bump in the night, protecting this world and other worlds from horrors beyond imagining, a war veteran who had commanded entire legions of soldiers who bore common faces and armors, was at the end of the day still a fourteen-year-old teen (despite mentally older) dealing with the problems of teenagers.
No matter how much he tries to deny it, he is attracted to Hana Nono, the girl who is looking at him right now. That attraction did not come out of nowhere. It's been there since the early days of being a Kamen Rider. He had been watching her since he was ten years old and he still couldn't get over her. He was not only attracted by her, he was also inspired by her, most of all. She grew to be a natural leader, a trusted friend you could count on, a woman who faced her own past and forged a new future. She wasn't called the PreCure of High Spirits for nothing.
One can say that George Kurai was a PreCure fan. Not like those fanboys who would try to stalk their idols kind of fans, no. Rather, it was something of a hobby (and a job) to know everything about the PreCure. They were this world's protectors after all. The accomplishments that they made were nothing to be made fun of. If it were not for the PreCure, this world would have been doomed dozens of times over.
Among the PreCure that he admired... ...and also loved the most was Hana Nono. He could see her eyes always fixated on him, carrying that same look of determination that made him attracted to her. It intrigued him. It surprised him. It intimidated him. It mesmerized him. All of these and more made her very beautiful in his eyes, like a flower that always blooms due to the rays of the sun.
In one of the last times he met his future self, the latter said to him that Hana Nono was a special type of woman that you could not just find anywhere, a rarity. He was not kidding, George thought.
He sighed heavily without making it too obvious. Was this what one could call love at first sight? More like awkward at first sight, even more when this is not even the first time he's met and seen her, though the latter does not know that.
However, what also worried him besides Hana were two of her fellow PreCure, her two best friends, Saaya Yakushiji - Cure Ange and Homare Kagayaki - Cure Etoile. Unlike Hana's more kinder eyes, they on the other hand were understandably cautious and concerned. They were watching him very carefully, not knowing what to expect. Not like George could blame them seeing as he shares the same name and face of their former enemy.
Why was it that the past needed to clean up the future's messes? A question that spoke of past experiences.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Hm?"
George would notice something vibrate from his pocket. An excuse, he thought in relief, one that he could use for this moment.
"Um..."
He stood up, to everyone's surprise. Saaya and Homare looked a little stiff, almost like they were expecting something of an attack. Hana on the other hand looked at George with a concerned expression.
"...Sorry everyone, I would love to answer more of your questions, but I'm umm... needed somewhere else at the moment."
He would showcase his phone, with the screen looking like a watch.
"Someone is calling for me right now, so I need to take this."
Without further explanation, he would walk silently towards the exit of the classroom.
Personal matters to attend to relating to family business.
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 since this is just his first day, 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. Speaking of them, Saaya and Homare were blinking and sweating a little, wondering just what was on his mind and who was the one calling on that... ...strange looking futuristic phone that seemed familiar from somewhere. As for Hana, she looked a little worried.
While she heard George's excuse about someone calling him on the phone, she could not help but feel like he was leaving again. A few moments after George left the classroom, Hana would suddenly stood up from her seat.
"Saaya-chan, Homare-chan," Hana softly whispered to two of her friends, noticing her with surprised expressions. "We're going after him."
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."
Somewhere in the distance, someone was watching from the rooftop of the school.
Who was this person?
That was a good question as he was an enigmatic and mysterious individual. 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.
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 one of a group that was once known as the Bad End Commanders who served the once dreaded King Pierrot who was defeated by the combined efforts of the Smile PreCure! Team.
He giggles softly, like the tone of a musical, looking down from the ground and seeing George Kurai exit the school grounds with his phone with him. 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.
"Now isn't this just delightful, non... The PreCure Protector finally properly meets the PreCure... GameOver-sama's predictions are proven accurate once again..."
As he spoke, he began to take something out of his pocket. A futuristic watch-like device that showed an image of Cure Yell and the year "2018".
"...Oh, I believe that you are going to love the warm welcome that I planned just for you. Dibs are on me, non?"
Then, he would see Hana Nono, Saaya Yakushiji, and Homare Kagayaki who were stealthily chasing after George. He smiled before turning towards one young magenta-hair-colored woman who was standing beside him.
"Well, my dear, do you know the drill of the plan?"
The woman made a subtle but troubling and pleased smile as she answered.
"Why of course, Joker-sama."
After walking towards a nearby forest, away from any prying eyes, George would begin to press the button of his Faiz Faizphone X and would answer a call.
"So, George, how is your first day in my school?"
The one who called from the phone was Hinase Amano, an old friend of his, and a student of L'Avenir Academy. He would also be George's classmate, but he was not present when George would introduce himself to the class. Currently, Amano was elsewhere, doing something of importance. Most people do not know of it, but Hinase Amano is a secret undercover agent of an organization that has been watching the PreCure for a very long time.
"...If I say terrible, what would you say?" George deadpanned.
"Well, I'd say that was probably because you were being stared at by Hana-chan and the other PreCure who were there all day." George knew by instinct that Hinase was smiling in amusement when he said this. "Not that it's surprising. I mean, as far as they know, George Kurai had been their enemy in the past."
George sighed before pinching his eyes a little. "So, why exactly are you calling me right now?"
"I figured I should probably give you a heads up, on behalf of the SCP Foundation, by official order of Councilman Walker," Hinase spoke with a serious tone. "There's something... ...off about the PreCure Sacred Timeline. A few strange temporal patterns keep popping up. I can't explain much since like you said, I'm currently busy with the undercover op that Walker sent me, so I'm sending it to you for analysis."
Then the call ended. In the next moment, he would see a mini-map of the World of Pretty Cure in globe holographic form. Multiple pink dots would show countless numbers of PreCure throughout the world, not just only found in the country of the Rising Sun. Among the numbers were the International PreCure, teams from all around the world that were connected with the main team founded in Japan, the Happiness Charge PreCure!.
Then he noticed what appeared to be yellowish-green and red patterns that were distorting the pink dots, images popping up to reveal... ...strange creatures of various shapes and sizes that were roaming around the world. But they were not just roaming around the world of the present. They were also roaming through the past, from different eras of the World of PreCure, but they were also making ripples in the not-too-distant future.
"Bewitchers..." George muttered, narrowing his eyes.
The Bewitchers. Atemporal abominations that serve a terrible evil that is currently locked away from reality, who feed on the hearts of everyone, on the shadows and shades of death, and thrive upon the conceptual nature of temporal paradoxes.
George knitted his eyebrows. There had been a large fluctuation of Bewitcher temporal activity. This was a bit worrying for George. Why now? And this was only happening when he had just recently transferred from Teitan Academy to here in his hometown's school. This could not be a coincidence, he thought. His thoughts would recall another question.
Why did Tsukasa Kadoya - Kamen Rider Decade sent him to L'Avenir Academy? Did he anticipate something like this to happen?
George would not put it past him to foresee it, which made him understand the gravity of the situation. It was not just merely about facing the past, but also fighting for the very future of this world, and six other worlds, that all comprised the Seven Worlds of Wonder.
So far, from what he was seeing, the Bewitchers have yet to even make a move. What were they waiting for?
George would begin to recall last night, back to the time when he had taken care of the Noise that was appearing throughout Japan, coming from the World of Symphogear in droves from dimensional rifts that had a red-colored hue. He took all of them out before they could even start trouble, with a little help from his powers. It did not seem to be a coincidence either. Was it connected with the Bewitchers? He would not put it out of the possibility for such a thing.
If the Bewitchers are here, then what about the PreCure? Are they the target? Highly more than likely. In that case, following this line of thought, and adding Tsukasa's orders to transfer schools and attend L'Avenir Academy...
"("...Oh, of course. It's not just about my past, it's about a threat that would not hesitate to attack the PreCure, at any point in the timeline. Kadoya-sensei would want me to get close to the PreCure so that I could be there to eventually deal with the threat more quickly. But...")"
George knew that, based on his current position, he was going to have to inform the PreCure about this situation, since this is a threat that concerns the fates of everyone who has and ever will live. Starting with the HUGtto! PreCure...
...And speaking of them, George would glance a little to the right. From the corner of his eye, he noticed three auras, clear as day, obviously tailing him. He sighed. He had at least hoped that he could get some needed privacy before the lunch hour was over. His future-past misfortune seems to have finally caught up with him.
What should he do now? Should he acknowledge the three PreCure who were stalking him in the forest? Last but not least, should he acknowledge her?
"You can't run from your past forever, George. The past will at times come to you in ways that you would never fully expect, even for a time traveller."
An old Time Walker that he knew from his past once said before.
He groaned a little, lowering his head. With not much of a choice, he turned off the hologram and put his phone back into his pocket. He turns and looks towards the side where he no doubt sees the PreCure failing epically to hide from the trees. He walks back and heads towards the trees. He stops. Breathing in and out, with both of his hands in his pockets, he said.
"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 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 stood up. "...Hmm, thank you."
Then... ...an awkward silence followed. Hana was looking straight at George. Saaya and Homare were looking at him with hints of caution and suspicion. The atmosphere felt a little tense for George, not knowing what to expect.
"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 them.
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 apologize 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.
"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? His identity is already well known among the three PreCure. The best option for him at the moment is to be honest due to the same tense atmosphere. His identity may be the least of his concerns, since he is more worried about the Bewitchers that are lurking in this world.
"Do you know anything about the Criasu Corporation?" Saaya asked, her expression never wavering.
That question... ...made George twitch a little in a grimace. Of course, he knows about that company. It was the same company whose main goal was to try to stop and freeze all of time here in the World of PreCure. It was all for the sake of everyone's 'eternal happiness'. A very skewed and misguided goal, with understandable intentions built on the hands of a man grieving and other dysfunctional adults. The methods themselves were not all that praiseworthy either.
What would it be like to actually get to witness your future?
George saw it, and he wasn't happy about it. It soured him, made him fear the future, and worried about what he could become. And...
...And when he saw that future, he felt like... like he let his parents down...
George lowered his head and twitched. His hands turned cold. He felt afraid to answer that very question because it was a PreCure, a PreCure that fought an older him, who was asking. It was like... ...acknowledging the guilt in the presence of one who was affected by the sins of his future.
He took a few steps back, becoming quiet. This was noticed by the three PreCure who made expressions of worry.
...They never really saw George looking like this. He was just quiet. He never spoke for at least a minute. It was a far cry from the usually 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. A man who well intends to make his points clear.
...After a minute, George answered with a grim and defeated tone.
"...Why are you asking a question that you already know the answer to?"
George looked at them with a grimaced expression. It disarmed the cautious expressions from Saaya and Homare who now looked a little guilty upon seeing the obvious suffering face.
"Umm, I'm sorry," Saaya apologized, bowing her head a little. "It's just..."
"It's alright," George waved his right hand, his voice being a little weak. "I just... I just don't like to talk about that corporation or anything to do with it. Please... don't misunderstand me, but I am not and will not be associated with such a company, nor am I its head. I am nothing like the man you know, PreCure."
"...!"
Hana, Saaya, and Homare widened their eyes.
"...Who...Who exactly are you?" Homare asks, her caution and hesitance coming back a little. "You say you're George Kurai, but you also said that you aren't the head of Criasu."
"Because the man you are referring to is my future self, Kagayaki-san," George explained, making the PreCure pay attention to that detail. "I'm his past self... ...well, present-day self. I live in the same timeframe as the rest of you. The man you fought was my future self from a future where things had gone differently."
"Present day self?" Hana muttered. "Then... ...how did you know about Criasu? Or us being PreCure? Or..."
"A long story," George muttered with a crestfallen smile. "If I were to be honest, I never even intended to be here. But... somebody I know sent me here, to help me face my future-past I guess. Though it's not like it matters anyway..."
"Eh?" Hana made an inquiring look. "What do you mean?"
"The man named George Kurai and the Criasu Corporation have long been defeated. Their goals of stopping time were doomed from the start. It was never gonna go the way they wanted it to. As for me, I'm just an unnecessary burden for all of you. I'm a relic of the past that should stay buried and forgotten, away from the PreCure... ...away from you."
George spoke the last part bitterly, making Hana shiver. She knew that he meant it. He wanted to avoid her. He wanted to avoid everyone who knew of him.
"...No," Hana muttered, sporting a serious and concerned expression, surprising both Saaya and Homare. She did not hesitate to grab George's hands with her own, with her eyes even pleading. "Not this time. I'm not going to leave you alone once again. I'm not letting you out of my sight, even if you make me try to leave."
"...Are you just saying that because you feel guilty and concerned for my other self... the same man who just left and said goodbye without knowing much about why he did what he did?" George asks, sporting a crestfallen look.
"I don't deny that I have those feelings for your future self, but..." Hana was more determined. "...It's not just about him. I can tell that you are also suffering right now, especially when you look at me, why is that?"
"...You-" George tried to speak, but Hana cut him off.
"If you're asking me to leave you alone, I can't do that. I won't do that. I'm not stupid to think that you and your future self are the same person. As far as I know, you did nothing wrong," Hana said.
"And how can you be so sure about that?" George challenged that claim a little.
"Because of your eyes and your face," Hana smiled a little, with a comforting look, squeezing George's hands. "I don't know that much about you, but you already seem to know who I am, so I thought... ...why not start over as friends?"
Saaya and Homare would look at Hana with surprised expressions.
"...Friends?" George made a hesitant expression.
"Yes, friends," Hana nodded. "I want to get to know more about you. I want to spend time with you. If you ever need somebody to unload your burdens, then I'm here to listen. If you ever need encouragement, I'll always be here by your side and cheer you on. Hooray! Hooray! George! Hooray! Hooray! George!"
Hana said with good cheer while raising her left arm, with her left hand clenching to a fist. George grew a little hesitant but was considering what Hana said. He looked at Saaya and Homare who were glancing at each other. They were both smiling a little. Despite their cautionary stance to George, they could not help but agree with Hana. George looked a little terrible. He looked like he was going through something terrible.
Homare sighed as she shrugged her shoulders. "Well, if Hana doesn't mind, then I wouldn't mind."
"Same for me too," Saaya smiled a little. "If Hana wants to know about you, then I would not mind to also know about you too."
"...Everyone, thank you," Hana smiled a little, having the support from two of her friends. Then she looked at George. "Well?"
George, seeing the three PreCure smiling at him, even asking to be their friend, would give a heavy sigh.
"...Even if I say no, you three are just gonna keep bothering me anyway until you have your way."
The three PreCure nodded.
"...Alright, fine, you all win, I'll... I'll be your friend," George maintained a hesitant demeanor, speaking softly.
"...Yatta!" Hana smiled brightly as she began 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.
"...Honestly," George made an exasperated expression. "You really are one stubborn girl."
Homare smiled a little. "Hmm, that's Hana-chan for you. She's not the type to leave a person wallowing in their own problems alone."
"And George-san, we should probably apologize for being a little suspicious about you," Saaya made an apologetic expression.
"Don't be," George shakes his head. "I can- Uh!"
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Kamen Rider Zi O Toki No Ouja [So Okuno] English Subbed
His eyes widened. His expression turns pale. His eyes were looking somewhere else. Horror. That was the one word that could describe what he was feeling right now. Something was amiss. Everyone noticed his expression.
"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 releasing 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 grounds. Strange-colored portals with a hint of pink begin to appear, revealing strange creatures that appear 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 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 presently 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 at 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 walked 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 fear, were now presently running for their lives in multiple directions. While they were running, George was using his weapon - the Zikan Girade - to shoot magenta-colored bursts of energy from multiple angles. And then...
KEN!
He transforms his weapon into a sword and performs 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 watched their newly acquainted friend manage 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. Then 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 with a swift clean-cut, killing them as well.
Then, he dematerializes 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 which 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, and 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 the 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 moves over his head as they eventually land in position. His left hand was 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 flicked his hands and was about to say the word that would shock the three PreCure who were watching as they slowly but surely recognized 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 was 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 who 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 watched it either on television, on the internet, or 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 taking place.
"Henshin!"
He backhanded the driver as it spun 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 circled 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 shone brightly in pink.
Now...
George Kurai has become Kamen Rider Zi-O.
At this moment, he was no king, for that was not his desire. At this moment, he is no villain, for he does not desire to follow in the footsteps of dark potentialities.
Rather, he was a protector who resolved to fight for the sake of protecting the hopes and dreams of all despite not having a dream himself. The Protector of All PreCure, past, present, and future. Their hidden guardian angel. The PreCure have been the guardians and protectors of this world. But who protects the PreCure? Him. George Kurai. Kamen Rider Zi-O. Unworthy he was.
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 mixtures of feelings such as disbelief, bewilderment, confusion, awe, and wonder.
How was this possible?!
"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 announced 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 turned to each other and glanced back towards George... no, to Zi-O.
"Girls..." Homare muttered in shock. "...Am I seeing what I think what I'm just seeing?"
"...You're...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.
At this moment, Zi-O, with magenta eyes flashing, unleashed a fraction of his power. He raised 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 turned 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.
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PreCure All Stars F (プリキュアオールスターズF) Opening {For "F"] [Kan/Rom/Eng]
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 changed 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 PreCure 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 PreCure 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 PreCure 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! PreCure!"
And so, the once peaceful school grounds of L'Avenir Academy had now become a battlefield.
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 charged 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 twists his sword and unleashes a magenta-colored slash that manages 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 was suddenly intercepted by a fast attack from three young women wearing magical girl-like uniforms, punching and kicking them where they stood. 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, 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 aimed 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 the name of a villain 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 to tell the PreCure 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. 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 began 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."
And so, they both charged toward the horde of abominations that were starting to take notice of the threat that they posed. Cure Ange, making a shield, would use it, along with Cure Etoile, to hop towards the roof of the school to take down the Noise present there.
"PreCure Heart Star!" Cure Etoile would press the button of her PreHeart, creating a spiral of yellow stars, pirouetting to absorb the energy into her palm before thrusting it towards the Noise, vaporizing about fifty of them.
Then both Cure Ange and Cure Etoile would jump forward and high, before eventually initiating a high dive kick that would knock down two Noise and send them bowling towards its fellow Noise, vaporizing them. Then, with their fists and legs, they would knock down and kick through several of the Noise swarm that were now taking their threat seriously. One tentacle was grabbed by Cure Étoile to twist in a circular-style manner befitting that of an artificial whip that allowed her to pulverize many of the Noise in a 180° pattern.
"PreCure Wing Burst!" Cure Wing would raise her hands as she unleashed bluish balls of energy that stretched everywhere, sending them to all of the Noise present on the rooftop and other corners, vaporizing many of them. Then she would draw the energetic tendrils towards herself and like a ballet dancer, would gracefully perform multiple takedowns.
Meanwhile, on the ground, there was Zi-O who used his Zikan Girade, and with the expertise of a trained swordsman, slashed and hacked through the hordes of Noise like bread and butter. Complimenting his attacks was Cure Yell who would unleash a wave of energy with her pom-poms, rubbing them together.
"PreCure Flower Shock!" Cure Yell exclaims as she raises her pom-poms together.
And the Noise nearby was vaporized. Then Cure Yell did quick flip maneuvers before she made a powerful kick, sending some of the Noise crashing into each other, vaporizing them. Zi-O was not far behind as he would slash through several of the Noise, and when some tried to bring their tentacles to him, he would shoot them down with his Zikan Girade in gun mode.
Their attacks were well-precise and timed to a great degree, showing the experience and prowess of both warriors on the battlefield. As the battle raged on, Cure Yell took note of Zi-O's fighting style. It had traces of experience in them, similar to herself, having been through unknown but multitudes of battles. There was also training and refinement that made his movements flow naturally. Agile, calculative, and effective. His posture and his skill, switching from sword to gun then sword again.
With all of these elements combined, Zi-O took down hundreds of Noise that were close in on him. He either one-shots them, slashing them personally, or using the tip of the sword to produce magenta-colored bursts that managed to turn the Noise, various types of them, to dust and ashes.
At times, Zi-O would raise his hand and demonstrate his telekinetic prowess, sending the Noise crashing into each other. Then, he used his Zikan Girade in gun mode to create a burst of magenta-colored sparks that would send them all crashing toward the Noise, killing them instantly.
Cure Yell, while having her own questions and concerns increasing relating to George Kurai, would make use of her pom-poms and fired bursts of sparking energy of magenta color taint, sending them like ping pongs, targetting the Noise, and destroying them with ease.
Unbeknownst to Zi-O and the PreCures, there was someone else who was now about to come into the scene via a clock-like portal similar to how Zi-O uses it, opening from one universe to another in this case.
It was a young man with short messy brown hair, wearing a green jacket, blue jeans, and red sports shoes.
He sighs in exasperation, an expression of amusement and concern shown on his face just as he saw the Noise from the distance being engaged by the PreCure and by Zi-O, especially taking note of the latter as the look that he was expressing was from a concerned best friend.
"Honestly, when Kadoya-sensei said that you needed back-up, it just had to be at a time when you just started attending your first day at a new school. Ah well, that only means that I need to keep a close eye on you as one fellow buddy to another, from one Kamen Rider to another,'' he said the last part as he began to grab a Ridewatch from his pocket.
It carried the image of a Kamen Rider and the year "2068''.
He turns the dial of the Ridewatch as he raises it with his right hand which is pointed straight.
GEIZ! ZIKU-DRIVER!
Suddenly, there was a transformation belt automatically materializing into his waist and wrapping around his entire person. it was another Ziku-Driver, the same type of transformation device that Zi-O is currently using in his battle against the Noise alongside the three members of the HUGtto! PreCure.
He inserts the watch into the right side of the driver and slams the crown button with his right fist as a digital beeping is heard from the driver. Appearing behind him was a futuristic holographic digital clock with gears surrounding it spinning counterclockwise. He puts both of his hands straight as he swings both arms in a clock-like manner of over 360°, and then both of his arms land on the belt out both arms before him, putting both hands on the ends of the driver.
"Henshin!"
He declared with a stern and solemn tone accompanied by a sense of resolve and determination. A cheerful young fourteen-year-old man at heart and yet someone who was quite mature for his age, and of course a very selfless person overall, just like his sister before him, recalling her every single time he transforms into a Kamen Rider.
Who was he?
He is the brother of Madoka Kaname, once known for her exploits as a Magical Girl whose experiences led her to become the ultimate expression of the Law of Cycles, and as a consequence, everyone except for him had forgotten her.
Chosen to carry the mantle of a Kamen Rider, a space-time sensitive similar to George Kurai, he is the best friend that you could always count on when the going gets tough, recalling the teachings and experiences of his older sister and applying them greatly in order to protect others to the best of his ability.
You could almost say that this young man balances George's seriousness, the right-hand man who would always be by the side of his best friend whenever he is needed for support. The relationship between them was the opposite of the original Kamen Riders Zi-O and Geiz. For there was no sense of conflict between the two. Only trust and camaraderie due to sharing very similar experiences as part of daily affairs as a Kamen Rider.
But of course, aside from being the younger brother of Madoka Kaname, there was also the fact that he is considered loved and cared for in a familial and romantic sense by the best friend of his sister, Homura Akemi, the girl stuck through the passing of time who tried her very best to change fate and destiny for everyone, especially and specifically for his sister.
...His name?
...Tatsuya Kaname.
"Henshin!"
BEEP! BEEP!
RIDER TIME! KAMEN RIDER GEIZ!
...Also known as Kamen Rider Geiz.
As he declared with a stern and solemn tone, there were yellow hiragana words for 'Rider' formed on the clock just as he was surrounded by red and black wristbands. The hiragana pulsed and flew out during his transformation. He transformed when the wristbands dissipated and the hiragana slammed into his visor completing his transformation. His armor had formed.
Now it was the time for him to make his entrance and meet his best friend once again.
"...Hmmm."
Meanwhile, as the battle rages on.
"Oh my darling king~..."
...A magenta-hair-colored woman watches with a smile.
"How I miss you so~..."
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