Disclaimer: The normal crap. I don't own Power Rangers. All characters unless Rangers from former seasons that are mentioned, which isn't likely, are property of myself. Power Rangers is Disney's. Yadda yadda.
Author's Notes: It begins with three rangers...
Known characters:
Name: Timothy (Tim) Morris. (junior)
Age: 16
Height: 5'5
Weight: 120
Ranger color: Green
Zord: Gryphon
Weapon: Dagger
Bio: Just your average ordinary high school junior. Except the fact he's a straight A student, and can probably build you a computer with a toothpick, rubber band, tv and paperclip. He's not the most athletic person in the world, the school even. Okay, not even his class. However, he's been taking martial arts lessons for some time.
Name:Joseph (Joey) Anderson Age:17 (Junior)
Height:5'9
Weight:140
Haircolor:Brown/dirty blonde, gold bangs and highlights
Eyecolor:blue
Ranger color:White
Weapon:Scythe
Zord: Dragon
Biography:He lost his parents in a car wreck as a child, and has raised his baby sister in an orphanage since he was five and she was three. They both attend the same highschool, him as a junior and his sister, Amy, as a freshman. They currently live in a small studio apartment together that's near the school they attend. A side note, he hates being called Joseph, and has a tendancy to yell if anyone does call him that.. as it's something he only let his parents call him while they were alive. His hobbies include Card games (Duel monsters baybeh! XD), video games, and collecting anime/manga.
Name: Carmen Saunders Episode 1: The Simple Life, Part 1
Age:17 (Junior)
Height: 5'4
Weight: 122
Haircolor: Kinda dark brownish with white highlights.
Ranger Color: Purple
Weapon: Crossbow
Zord: Phoenix
Biography: She's just your average high school teenager. Her past is still really blurry to her, she never knew her parents and was adopted by another family when she was born and was raised by them. She has a few problems about working with other people and likes to try to do stuff mostly on her own.
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Basic plot: Two ships are racing through space. One belonging to the evil force that is the villainy of this fic, and one belonging to the creatures that give our ranger's their powers. Meanwhile, the evil dudes damaged the good dude's ship worse than the good dude's damaged the evil dude's. It exploddes, but not before two escape pods are shot. Both hold aliens with the ranger power morpher things. One with the dragon, gryphon and phoenix powers, and the other with the chimera and minotaur powers. They crash on different sides of the US...
It was like a deadly race, two starships travelling neck and neck, firing lasers at each other. One, the smaller ship suffered less damage than the large freighter. The small vessel zipped around the larger, blasting every few seconds. After a chain of a few small explosions, there was a large BOOM! and the entire freighter went up in flames. Before it was a complete deathtrap, to escape pods were jettisoned. The smaller ship, having sustained large amounts of damage, followed the pods into the nearest planet's orbit. But after it entered, it couldn't hold up. It began to burn up, and systems stopped responding. A few minutes later, it crashed landed into a forested area outside of a city.
Inside the ship, a few lifeforms stirred. Two were male humanoid creatures, others were alien. The older looking humanoid stood up, growling slightly. "Those little gnomes... Those powers were to be mine! Nurgel!" He turned around to a round, blue furred, black overall wearing alien. "Did your supply of drones make it through the crash?" The man asked.
"I shall check for you master," The blue creature replied, bowing obnoxiously, then skittering off. The man's lip curled at the sight. This...was the only crew he had been able to scrounge up? At least there were some competent lifeforms on this ship.
The man walked down the hall to the bridge. "Taka! Status report," he said to his general. Taka was an alien as well, but covered almost entirely in blood red armor. He carried a sword and an axe at all times.
"Main engines are down, sir, and there is major damage to the hull. Our deflector shields were damaged in the battle, as well. That freighter was slow, but its guns packed a punch. What shall we do, Lord Dostamyre? This planet is primative..."
Dostamyre sneered. He didn't want to stay on this planet, but if he could get a hold of those powers, maybe they would be able to fix his ship. "Then, my good, Taka, we shall hunt for those gnomes and take the powers back!" Dostamyre grinned evilly. "Are the scanners online? We must find those escape pods!" Taka laughed , and punched in the codes for the scanner.
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Joey Anderson sat in his final class, looking idly at the clock. He just wanted to get home and take a nap. He loved naps... maybe he'd take one... in seconds, Joey's head was on the desk, drool dribbling from his mouth. A loud snore brought him attention from the teacher. "Mister Anderson!" The teacher yelled, and Joey shot up.
"Huh? Oh! Portugal in the cupboard with the dairy products!" Joey looked up to see his teacher, Mr. Smith staring down at him through his tinted glasses.
"Mr. Anderson...I think you and I need to have a little talk about your performance in this class. Report here tomorrow for morning detention." The bell rang shortly after Mr. Smith finished talking, and Joey picked up his bookbag and started walking out of the classroom.
After he was out of earshot, he mumbled to himself, "...Mr. Anderson... He sounds like a bad sci-fi movie villain...geez..." He shook his head and walked to pick up his sister in the freshman hall. There, he saw a boy standing next to her locker, despite her telling her to leave him alone. Joey walked up to him, and grabbed him by the collar. "She told you to leave 'er alone. You should listen." The boy just laughed.
"Or what, you'll beat me up?"
"Yeah," Joey said, raising a fist. But, his sister grabbed his arm.
"Leave it be, Joey, I don't want you to get in trouble," She whispered. Joey sighed and lowered his arm. He pushed the boy away.
"Beat it..." he mumbled. The boy just walked down the hallway calmly, where he bumped into another student clad in all green, causing him to drop his books. The other boy just laughed, as the other student struggled to gather them.
"Oh, you're cool, dude!" The green-wearing boy called. His name was Tim Morris, fairly well known as a "nerd." The boy who bumped into him turned around, and walked back over to him. Tim didn't move, though, he just looked him back in the eyes.
"What'd you say, nerdboy?" The boy said, pushing Tim's shoulder, but Tim didn't react. "Scared? Are ya?" He pushed Tim again, but this time, he did do something. He raised his knee up swiftly, and slammed it into the boy's stomach.
"Next time, look where you're going," Tim said, happily, and walked out the doors content. Some people looked at him in surprise, they had always thought he was some weak little geek. But, he had taken out one of the most notorious bullies in the school in one hit.
Meanwhile, a girl named Carmen Saunders was walking to her locker, three girls trailing her. "Why didn't you take that note in class?!" ONe of them asked. Carmen took her time sliding her book into her locker before answering.
She turned around and shook her head. "Because if I did, I'd probably get caught like you three always do," Carmen turned back to her locker, and the three girls just looked at each other. "Now if you'll excuse me, I just wanna get home and study...or something," Carmen walked out the door, and crossed the street. A teacher ran up behind her, and handed her a book she forgot.
"That's the third time this week you've forgotten a book," The teacher said.
"Sorry...a lot of stuff's going on...ya know?" Carmen said, taking the book under her arm.
"It better nto happen again," The teacher said, and walked back to the school. Carmen mumbled the same, and continued back to her house.
By this time, Joey and his sister Amy had gotten to his car. "What was with that guy, Amy...?" He asked, starting up the car as she got in the passenger side.
"He's been pestering me all week, but it's no biggy. He's just a jerk...he'd eventually stop," She explained.
"Well if he bothers you again, tell me."
"Why? So you can beat him up? I don't want you doing that, Joey. I can handle myself, I'm not a little girl..."
Joey sighed, and nodded. She was right, he was being a bit overprotective. But he couldn't help it, she was all he had left. He didn't want to see her get hurt. "Okay. but...tell someone?" He asked, driving away. Amy nodded, not minding that idea.
Tim, on the other hand, was on the bus, trying to ignore just about everyone like he always did. Bus rides were so boring. He closed his eyes. He was so tired...
When Carmen got home, she went and took a rest.
Joey, once at the apartment sat down and watched TV. His sister, meanwhile, went to do homework, teasing him to do his own before he forgot. But, being the older brother, he had to ignore her warnings, and keep watching TV. It was of little surprise when he fell asleep, dreaming of adventure.
Meanwhile, Tim was entering his room, and wading through the mess, mumbling about having to clean it eventually. He dropped his book bag on the floor, and dug out his desk from under a pile of clothes. Once able to put things atop it, he spread his books out, and went to work. In about an hour, he was finished his homework, and plopped onto the floor to put back together his alarm clock he dissected. He was at it for hours, and at six his mom calle dhim for dinner. "Woah..." he mumbled, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes. "Be right down, mom!" he called.
Time passed, and Carmen awoke to a breaking news story. A small, strange looking creature had been spotted wandering in the park. It was reported as being an alien. Carmen managed to catch some footage of it, but nothing too clear was shown. An alien? She thought, Hard to believe. This I have to see for myself. Carmen tip-toed down the steps and silently opened the door.
"Carmen?" Her mother called, "Where do you think you're going?"
Carmen winced. "Uhh..I need something to drink. And...we dont' have any that I like at home," Carmen made up quickly. Amazingly, her mother bought it, and let her go. Patting herself on the back, Carmen hopped on her motorcycle and drove to the park.
As Carmen woke up from her nap, Joey's sister slapped him with a pillow to wake him up. "Ugh...' He mumbled as he awoke. "What?"
"You have to see this!" She said, pointing at the TV. "They're saying there's an alien!"
"Dont' believe everythign you hear, Amy. It's probably just a bunch of nuts telling the news stupid things," He replied.
"But they have pictures. See? Look there!" She pointed at the screen again.
"A blurry picture of a midget. Again. A couple of nuts. Once they get near it, they'll see that it's just a little person."
"Whatever," Amy said, rolling her eyes. "I'm going to bed." Joey nodded, and let her go. Despite what he was saying, he was interested. If it was an alien...then maybe he could get a look at him. He had to wait though, until he was sure he could sneak out without Amy hearing.
In the park, said "alien" was fumbling through a group of trees. He walked out into the opening, where there was a group of people celebrating something. He walked toward them to ask for help, but once they caught sight of him, they ran off, leaving everything behind. "Why do they run? I'm not...scary..." The alien sighed and walked back into the trees, so that no one else would run.
Tim finally returned to his room, and turned on his TV. But instead of the show he wanted to watch, there was some sort of news report. "The alien was spotted a few minutes ago by a family celebrating a birthday in the park. Tell us...what did he look like?" The news reported asked, moving his microphone to a woman.
"He was small and hairy. He was like one of those troll dolls without the colorful hair. He was coming over to us and we thought that he might be trying to hurt us. We didn't want to let our children get hurt, so we ran."
"There you have it folks, eyewitness reports of--" Tim turned off the TV, practically grinning from ear to ear.
"An alien. Wow...I have GOT to see this. I mean, if it's true then..." he was practically wriggling with glee. He opened up his window, and climbed down onto the roof of his porch. From there he jumped down, and ran over to his bike, which he left out the day before. He hopped on and rode to the park.