Ah–" Master Vile groggily said, stretching his arms above his head. "It feels great to be awake," His back cracked as he stood up. "Now since that is taken care of, it is time for me to release my grandson from that retched dumpster. Together, with him by my side, we will conquer Earth. Especially now since that scumbag Zordon and his Power-Pukes are gone."
oOoOo
Master Vile walked slowly towards the dumpster that had held his grandson captive. Towering over the dumpster, he rapped his fist against the top. A loud clang echoed through it. All around the dumpster was dust that had cumulated up from over the years of not being touched.
"Wakey-wakey," Master Vile said, awakening his grandson. "Ah," he sighed. "How great it is to be alive again."
oOoOo
The Mystic Mother sat alone at her throne in her palace. The only noise came from her soft hum as she swayed her head back and forth to the beat. She looked down, watching Earth closely. Suddenly her soft hum stopped and her head shot up. Her arms wrapped around her head as she felt an evil force shake through her. "It can't be," she whispered, standing up right away. She left the room at once, the doors swinging shut behind her and pulled out a coin with a dragons footprint .
oOoOo
"Good Morning Everyone," A tall brunette said, walking into a fairly descent size class room. Her heels clicked as she walked. Following behind her was a man in about his mid thirties with glasses covering his eyes. "I hope this will be a great new year at Summit. I am greatly sorry that Mrs. Smith was unable to return this year for unknown causes at the last minute. Dr. Oliver though, has offered to take her place."
The class cheered. Most of the girls only had smiles on their faces, and some of them released the breath they didn't realize they were holding. The boys on the other had where standing up, high fiving each other. One blonde boy, Max Blake who was dressed in red, stood up on his seat cheering loudly. Ben Joey, the boy seated next to Max, got up and gave Max a five high.
"Would you mind sitting down please," the short brunette girl who was seated behind Max asked, as she tapped on his shoulder. He turned around and looked down at the girl. Quickly he jumped down.
"Hi, I'm Max," He said, putting his right hand out. He smiled his famous one hundred watt smile.
"Annelise," She said, shaking his hand. Dr. O had walked over to the two and coughed.
"If you are down now, I would wish to start class," He said, walking back to the front. He grabbed a piece of chalk and wrote his name on the board. "You can call me Dr. O. Welcome to first period. And Max, I want to see you after school."
oOoOo
"Hey Dr .O?" Max asked, after knocking. The room was empty except for Dr. O, who was grabbing a large locked metal box out from under his desk. "What is this? You aren't going to hurt me?" Dr. O laughed.
"I need your help," Dr. O said, not looking up as he unlocked the box. "I didn't just come here to teach.
I came here because I need yours, and four others help to save the world. I need you to lead the next generation of Power Rangers." Max stood there with his jaw dropped, shocked at his new teacher. Both of their heads snapped at the sound of the TV Dr. O had on.
"Breaking news–" the female reporter said, on the small screen. "Evil space aliens are attacking downtown Nyack." Dr. O looked up and saw a familiar, but ugly and evil face on the screen. A face he hadn't seen in years.
"It can't be." he whispered.