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Okay, confession time. I haven't watched this show since I was a little kid.
However, ran across these fics by Iolar which are to be blunt. Amazing.
And then I was hooked. Ellen Brand writes some good ones too.
Short version, my stuff is more inspired by the way they present things
than the way things went in the series. Sorry about that.
But, if you don't like it. You don't have to read it.
Chapter One
"Come on man," Zach playfully nudged his friend on the shoulder. "You're getting better everyday." He gestured for Trini to restart the music. "Just twirl and dip," the Black Ranger demonstrated. Following it up by moon walking across the floor.
Billy very nearly sighed with relief as their communicators went off. Saved by the bell. Hopefully by the time the latest crisis had been resolved, he would have discovered a way to extricate himself from this situation. Why had the others decided he needed to know how to dance again?
"Don't even think I'm letting you off the hook Blue Boy," Zach warned grabbing his bag off the ground. The others did the same. "Tomorrow bright and early. If you aren't here I'll send Jason to fetch you."
The group of six gathered together. Their eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and tribulation. They gave the area one last once over, insuring no one was hiding in the bushes before teleporting. Vanishing from the isolated grove in a stream of multi-colored light.
Upon reappearing, Kim was immediately forced to jump backwards, Alpha Five very nearly running her down. As Tommy reached out to steady her, they couldn't help but notice how panicked the robot appeared to be.
"Aiyiyiyiyiyiyi!" Alpha Five screeched, darting from one area of the Command Center to another. "It's terrible, just horrible!" Smoke was beginning to come out of his metaphorical ears, circuits overloading.
The rangers exchanged concerned glances, instinctively shifting into a grouping more suited to combat. Jason stood in front with Tommy as his strong silent shadow. The others falling in behind them. Every muscle was primed for action.
The White Ranger had been in charge for a whole week before deciding he preferred the position of second in command. Tommy may have been the better fighter, and probably the better strategist as well. But he didn't have Jason's optimism, the ability to inspire.
This, the White Ranger knew, was what kept the group together. Not to mention sane. So with no further ado, the rangers had switched things back to the way they were before. It wasn't as though Zordon had asked any of their opinions on the change in their rankings anyway. Not even Tommy's.
Jason stepped forward. Reassured by the fact no matter what happened, he was not alone. There were five other people willing to follow him to hell and back if necessary. "What is it Zordon?"
"Rangers," said the big glowy head in a tube. "I fear I have grave news. Alpha Five's sensors have discovered the Black Horde has reappeared, and they are coming to Earth."
Okay, the Red Ranger considered. Well that told them absolutely nothing. He sighed inwardly. There were days when he really wished their mentor was just a little less cryptic. Fortunately, as always, his bro had his back.
"Just what or whom is the Black Horde?" Tommy asked taking half a step forward to stand equal to Jason's shoulder.
"We do not know."
. . .
"We do not know what they are," Zordon elaborated after a moment. "We do not even know their true names or where they come from. All we know is that they destroy."
"They do not negotiate, and they do not retreat." Alpha took up the explanation. "And once they are finished they leave nothing but ashes in their wake." He had seen the remnants of one of the Horde's attacks once. He had no desire to do so again, even if it meant being deactivated.
Jason swallowed hard, face ashen. To be honest he felt a little ill. They were talking about the destruction of entire planets here. The others sported similar expressions. "Have they ever been stopped?" the teen whispered.
"Once," came the hoped for answer. "Many millennia ago, the Horde attacked the meeting place of the Council of Light. Warriors came from all over the galaxy, and both sides fought to the last." Zordon told the team soberly. Many people had died that day. "For a time it was believed they had been destroyed. However, they later reappeared, just as strong as before." And their next victims had not been so fortunate.
A look of pure relief flashed over the Red Ranger's features. "That's great," he said excitedly. "We'll just call them and," Jason's voice trailed off as he noticed the grim cast to their mentor's features.
"Unfortunately, the Councils resources are currently tied up in other conflicts. They cannot afford to send any aid to Earth at this time." Zordon's words held the grim finality of a death toll.
For a moment no one spoke, no one even breathed. "It doesn't matter," Jason said at last straightening his shoulders. He turned to face his friends. "We can still win." He met his teams' eyes. "Together we can do anything. Right guys?"
"Right," Trini nodded decisively clapping her hand over Jason's.
"Anything's possible man," Zach agreed reaching out.
"Just as long as we're together," the Pink Ranger put in.
Billy rolled his eyes. "Well I certainly can't allow the rest of you to face insurmountable odds without my stabilizing presence." He grinned, a wolfish expression that looked somewhat out of place on the genius's face. "I'm in."
The group paused. "Bro?" Jason asked looking at the White Ranger questioningly. Was there something wrong?
Tommy blinked, dark eyes coming back into focus. "Sorry guys," he said, smiling disarmingly as he added his hand to the top of the pile and squeezed reassuringly. "I was thinking." Perhaps if the others hadn't had so much on their minds, one of them would have realized the expression did not quite reach their youngest member's eyes.
Well, the first chapter is done
I think it went fairly well
Now I just have to keep it up
Please review
It makes me a happy writer
