Retribution Prolouge

[Unrelated to the Pika Tales story/universe place thing]
I woke up slowly in a small enclosed room. I had no clue where the hell I was, remember anything that happened past my jog from... whenever that was... and I had a headache to put the icing on the cake. I sat up on the bench I was laying on and rubbed my head, which felt strange. I looked at my arm and practically jumped out of my skin when I saw orange fur.
"What the hell?!" I asked at myself.
I felt the side of my head. My ears weren't there? I moved towards the top of my head and felt something bulging out. It's official. I'm a freaking Raichu... But I'm still my 6' 4" self... Scratch that, I'm officially an ANTHRO Raichu. I've heard rumors from news and others, but me being one? How? I looked towards a nearby table and saw an MK16 SCAR on the table, with all the features. Holographic Sight, Grenade Launcher, an attachable silencer on the side and as a dessert, 35 clips of 7.62 MM rounds. But... 35 clips? That's a lot of ammo for one gun! I was able to stick all the clips into pouches and still have room for other things. I checked up my pistol holster and had an M9. I get a GREAT rifle and end up with a shitty ass sidearm. Fan-fucking-tastic. 5 clips on the side too. 4 frags, 4 flash bangs, 2 red smoke markers, and one block of C4 topped it off on equipment. I felt my vest. Heavy. As. Hell! I took out my M9 and shot myself in the chest. The bullet bounced right off. At least 3 layers of Kevlar... Enough to block off sub machine guns and some assault rifles. Eh, I'll get used to it... After getting situated with the equipment, I looked around the room. It was like I was boxed in. How do I get out? I banged the walls a few times. Felt very solid until I stepped on the floor. Spot on the floor felt hollow. I slammed my boots against it, but it didn't budge. I scratched my head and self-consciously wrapped a wirey tail around myself. Wait a minute, wirey tail? Raichus can learn Iron Tail! I unwrapped myself and slammed it into the floor. Nothing... After a bunch of tries, a loud piercing screech went through my ears. I fell to my knees and clutched my head. It stopped after a few seconds, but it was enough to get my attention. After a little while longer, when the ringing wore out of my ears, a voice came in.
"Welcome to Afghanistan Lieutenant," it said.
"Who... wha-?"
"You've always wanted to be in the center of this, right?"
"Yeah, bu-"
"Well you got your chance. Welcome to the new line of Special Forces. You're just one of sixty people who underwent this change."
"But wh-"
"Like I said before, welcome to Afghanistan."
The walls collapse away from me, showing the bright sun and me behind a small force of enemies.
"I would run away... fast..."
"Ah shit..."
*Scene fades*
[And that was three years ago...]