Power Rangers: Neo Era—Season 1

Disclaimer: Saban and Disney own the Power Rangers. I don't. Do not sue me. No copyright infringement intended. I'm just an ordinary college guy who's balancing school, friends, RP, and fanfic. Lmao.

Author's Notes: The former Rangers are now in their 40's and their kids take over. A former Ranger is now the new Zedd! Watch out for the twists and turns!

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"Tommy Oliver, you are getting old," the veteran Ranger said out loud, shaking his head, as he rose from his seat at his desk. Dr. Oliver's office was in the basement; the former headquarters of the Dino Thunder Rangers. He was heading to the first floor of the house to get something edible to eat.

Tommy was frustrated at every cracking bone he could hear. Crack! There goes another one.

"That you are, Dad. That you are," Jacob Oliver said, smirking, as he came down the stairs, Nintendo DS in hand. Teenagers. They always love to piss off their old man.

"You better watch your tone, young man," Tommy said, raising a warning finger.

"Dad, I was just joking!" Jacob retorted, with a half laugh.

"If that's your idea of a joke, no one's gonna buy it," Braelyn Oliver interrupted, coming up behind her twin brother.

"Oh, haha! Whaddaya know?"

"Hey, I'm a good judge of humor, and you know it. That joke is not in the funny list. Besides, have you no respect for the legendary White Ranger?"

Tommy looked up, shocked to hear those words from his own daughter's mouth. How the devil did she know that? He had kept his days as a Ranger secret—even his Dino Thunder days. He and Haley had tried their best to keep that from them until the time was right. How did she—?

"Sorry," Braelyn said, "I couldn't help it. I got curious when I was cleaning and I found your journals."

"My journals?" Tommy said, shocked.

"Sorry, Dad."

"Since when have you known? When did you—?"

"Wednesday. When me and Jake were doing chores. But I've always known, I guess. Wednesday was just a confirmation of things."

"Wait! So you're saying Dad's a Power Ranger?"

"Was a Power Ranger, Jacob. Was a Power Ranger," Tommy said, putting a hand on his son's shoulder.

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"That he was, my young boy! That he was!" Zedd growled as he looked on, clenching and unclenching his ugly fists. And to think he was the greatest Ranger—Ugh! I hate to admit it!

"Look at him wallowing in self-pity, M'Lord!" an uglier and mangled-looking Goldar said, with a snarl. Zedd let out an evil laugh.

"Yes, Goldar! Look at him! Behold! The legendary White Ranger, wallowing in self-pity!"

"Perhaps he blames himself for the death of the Red Ranger!" Goldar replied, with another hideous laugh.

"Ah, yes! Let's remind him of that, shall we?"

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Flashback. Zedd's old lunar base.

"Jason! Jason!" the voice sounded distant. It was Cole, the red Wild Force Ranger. Jason could barely hear him call. He could barely even see.

A painful blast ripped through his body, and he fell to the ground, writhing in pain. In his now-blurred vision, he could make out three Rangers coming towards him. Or was it the enemy? No, it couldn't be. It must've been his comrades coming to his aid. But where was Tommy? Cole. Andros. TJ. Where was he? Where was Tommy?

"Jason!" the cry pierced the atmosphere. It was Tommy. He had been somewhere fighting off the villains when he heard Cole calling for Jason.

Tommy attempted to block another attack, ran in the direction of the little group huddled around Jason, tumbled and fell, got up once more, and ran to where Jason and the others were located.

"Jason! It's me, man. Tommy. Just hang on, bro!" Tommy said, his throat racked with pain, "Remember? Once a Ranger, always a Ranger. You can't keep a good Ranger down! You have to fight this..."

"Tommy," Jason said, his voice guttural, "Tommy—"

He let go of Tommy's hand. Jason died a Ranger. Fighting for Earth. A hero to the very end. And while the Rangers mourned for a comrade and the world mourned for a hero and a protector, Tommy mourned for a friend. A brother.

"Jason! Jason!" he screamed.

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"Go! Go! Go! Gee whiz, Edmund! Hurry up!" Adam Park hollered to his son, as they jogged up the trail.

"Dad," the young man replied, panting, "I—I can't—I can't keep up..."

"Yes, you can! Now, go! Faster! You've only gone one and a half miles, for Christ's sake! Our agreement was three miles, everyday..."

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"Jason! Jason!" the scream seemed distant, now. Yet it rang in the evil overlord's ears like unwanted music. "Jason!"

"No! Stop! Stop it! Make it stop!" Zedd growled, taking his simian-like henchman by surprise. He placed his hands on the creature's neck, strangling him. Finally letting go, he turned away from Goldar and turned to face the rest of his evil council. He sat wearily on his throne.

"Jason!" the voice once again rang in his ears. That voice! Tommy's voice! Why was he hearing Tommy's voice in his head?

"Shall I create a monster for you, Your Evilness?" the newly-resurrected Finster asked.

"No! Not yet. Wait a bit. Goldar, Rito, take the Tengas with you and bring me the former Black Ranger and his son!"

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"That girl is such a bitch!" Braelyn Oliver spat, angrily, as she walked with her best friend Rockford deSantos to Angel Grove Recreational Park.

"Tell me about it!" Rockford said, with a smirk, "I heard you got into another fight?"

"Hell yeah! She deserves to be slapped!"

"I heard you almost tore her hair."

"After stealing Noah from me? Hmph! She deserves more than that!"

"Speaking of the Devil," Rockford said, sarcastically, as Dawn Hart passed by.

"Bitch!" Dawn hollered.

"Who's the bitch? You're the bitch! You stole Noah from me! You don't really love him. You just wanted to hurt me, didn't you? Didn't you? Now you've got what you want! Happy?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Chillax, girl. Simmer down. We're attracting attention out here," Rockford said, trying to hold Braelyn back.

"Hell, I'd attract attention anytime! Now, come on! Wanna have another catfight? Let's see what you got!" Dawn snarled.

"Put a lid on it, bitch!" Rockford said, pointing an accusatory finger at Dawn.

"I'll be back," Dawn replied, her voice coarse and low.

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"Tengas, front and center!" Goldar snarled, as he, Rito, and the Tenga warriors materialized before Adam and his son Edmund.

"Dad! What are those?"

"Tengas," Adam replied through gritted teeth, "But how? That's impossible! You guys died when Zordon did!"

"Think again, Black Ranger! You think we can be destroyed that easily? Tengas, attack!" Goldar said, as the Tengas circled father and son.

"Dad..."

"Just fight like I taught you!"

"But Dad..." Edmund Park protested, as he dodged a blow from a Tenga Warrior.

"Just fight!" Adam scolded his son, then added tenderly, "And may the Power protect you..."

Taking his father's admonition—and encouragement—to heart, the young man fought, bravely.

"Dad! Behind you!" Edmund said, as a Tenga prepared to strike from behind. Adam dodged the blow and gave it a kick, sending the creature flying backwards, causing it to hit a tree. With a kick and a punch, Edmund Park sent the last Tenga flying.

But all was not over. There was Rito and Goldar. The giant simian gave out a vile laugh as he moved to strike. Adam couldn't dodge the blow in time.

"Dad! Dad! No!" Edmund screamed, as he watched Rito Revolto and Goldar capture his father.

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Angel Grove Recreational Park.

"I can't belief that bitch—" Braelyn said, trying her best to keep it cool. How could she keep it cool when she was so hurt? Dawn Hart, the most popular girl in school, had just stolen her boyfriend from her.

She was crying, now.

"Hey, hey, hey! Whoa! Whoa! Hold on, girl. What's with the waterworks?"

Silence.

"C'mon... There are other fish in the sea."

Rockford deSantos tried his best to comfort his best friend—his sister. She was closer to him than she was to her twin brother Jacob.

Braelyn sniffed, wiped her tears, and squeezed her best friend's hand.

"Thank you," she said, softly, "Thank you for being here."

"Hey, what are friends for, right?"

Braelyn smiled. The first smile she had ever shown in weeks.

"See? I made you smile, didn't I?" Rockford said, beaming. He was happy to see her smile after weeks of waterworks.

She shook her head, and her smile broadened.

"Silly goose!" Braelyn shook her head, shoving Rockford, playfully, "You didn't make me smile. He did."

She pointed to a cute dirty-blond-haired kid with glasses and wearing overalls.

"Him?" Rockford said, stifling a laugh.

"What! Don't you think he's cute? Besides, he might be better than you-know-who," Braelyn said, making it obvious that she was talking about her ex-boyfriend Noah.

"Just...forget about him, will you? We guys are still young. There'll be plenty of time for that."

"I...guess..."

Then, Braelyn and Rockford watched as Peter Cranston sat on a park bench, set his books aside, and strummed his guitar. One of his favorite songs. Brad Paisley and Allison Krauss's "Whiskey Lullaby."

Rockford and Braelyn sat on the bench, one on each side.

"Good voice you've got there," Rockford said with an amiable smile.

"Gee, thanks," Peter said, setting his guitar aside and pushing his glasses up his nose.

"I love that song," Rockford said.

"Really?"

"Yeah! One of my favorites. By the way, name's Rockford."

"Peter," Peter said, shaking Rockford's hand.

"I'm Braelyn," Braelyn Oliver said, smiling.

"Yo! Hick!" came a familiar voice, "Why don't you take that stupid guitar, go back to your farm, and—" Familiar both to Braelyn and Rockford. Noah.

"What are you doing here?" Braelyn said, her eyes narrowing.

"Yeah! What are you guys doing here? What do you want, bub?"

"I just came to talk to my girlfriend."

"Excuse me?" Braelyn said, with a laugh, "Girlfriend? The last time I checked you're girlfriend was Dawn Hart!"

"Aw, c'mon, baby...please..."

"Go away!"

"Not until we've talked." Noah grabbed Braelyn's wrist.

"Ow! Let go of me! We have nothing to talk about!"

"You heard her! There's nothing to talk about!" Rockford said, standing up, his fist tightened into a ball.

"Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do?"

"This," Rockford said, as he sent his fist flying in Noah's face. A fight ensued.

"Stay out of this, punk!"

"You stay away from Braelyn and Peter and I'll stay out of this!"

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Edmund Park stood there, dumbfounded, wheezing, wondering where in the world could they taken his dad.

"Dad? Dad!" he called, "Where are you?"

No answer.

"Dad?"

Then, Edmund had decided to run down the hill, find the nearest police station, and report his dad's abduction.

What am I gonna say? He was kidnapped by aliens? Jesus! No sane person in the world is ever gonna believe me...

Just then, he ran into Rockford, Braelyn and Peter.

"Whoa! Park! Slow down, man!" Rockford said.

Edmund stopped, inches from the trio.

"Guys, my dad's been captured!"

"By whom?" Braelyn asked.

"You won't believe this. There was this guy who looked like a skeleton and had camouflage—like an army guy. And a huge ape covered in gold armor."

"Dude, you've been watching too much of Sci-Fi Channel."

"What if he's right?"

"That's why they call you a geek, Cranston."

"I am right!"

"What did you smoke?"

"Shut up, man! I'm serious!"

"Okay, okay! Let's not panic here."

"We'll go to my place and figure this out," Braelyn said.

"I'm in," Peter Cranston said, "This may turn out to be interesting."

Braelyn stomped on Rockford's foot.

"Alright, alright! Jeez! Cool it! I'm in."

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Dr. Oliver's basement.

"You're saying your dad got captured by aliens? Nice story," Jacob Oliver said, with a smirk.

"Shut up, Jacob," Tommy said, coolly, "Not only is it possible, not only is it probable, it is true."

Silence fell on the room, as Tommy Oliver, paleontologist, teacher, white knight, and Power Ranger extraordinaire uttered these words. It is true.

"You said one of them looked like a monstrous ape?" Tommy said, directing the question towards Adam's son.

"A huge one. With gold armor."

Tommy snarled, "Goldar," and clenched his fists.

"You know them?"

"Know? I not only know them, I detest them! We will rescue your dad. Make no mistake about it."

"Wh—who are they? And why do they have Dad?"

"Because like me, your dad was a Power Ranger."

Silence.

"We've anticipated this, long ago. We feared that Zedd would return, more evil than ever. My associate and ex-wife Haley, Dr. William Cranston, four of my former students—who were also Rangers—and I, decided to reconstruct all the arsenal of the long-gone Power Rangers.

"We travelled to Phaedos, Aquitar, Eltar, and Edenoi—planets in galaxies faraway—acquiring knowledge and rebuilding the Zords of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers and the Ninjetti. Guided by Zordon's spirit, and by Dulcea and Ninjor, we completed the task, and returned to Earth with the arsenal ready for use.

"But it was years before Zedd would return. And the appearance of his minions is a sign. He has returned."

Even the sarcastic Jacob Oliver and Rockford deSantos were silent.

"What do we do now?" Edmund asked.

"Ready to save the world?" Tommy said with a grin, as he pressed a button on a remote. A panel on the wall slid open to reveal replicas of the uniform of the Power Rangers. White. Black. Pink. Blue. Red. Yellow.

Another silence.

The silence was broken by Tommy's son Jacob.

"Let's save the world!"

"That's more like it."

Tommy gave each of them two coins. One containing the Ninjetti powers. To Jacob, he gave the Tigerzord and Falcon power coins. To Edmund, he gave the Mastodon and Frog power coins. To Peter, he gave the Triceratops and Wolf power coins. To Braelyn, he gave the Saber-toothed Tiger and Bear power coins. And to Rockford, he gave the Tyrannosaurus and Ape power coins.

"Any magic words to make these work?" Rockford said?

"Call the name of the creature inscribed on your coin. Use the first set of coins. But keep the second set. These coins contain the Ninjetti powers. You may need to use them later."

"Alright! Tigerzord!" Jacob shouted.

"Mastodon!"

"Triceratops!"

"Saber-toothed Tiger!"

"Tyrannosaurus!"

"Alright, people," Jacob Oliver said, taking command, "Let's save the world!"

Tommy raised a warning finger.

"One more thing. There are three cardinal rules for a Power Ranger. Never use the Power for personal gain, never escalate a battle unless Zedd forces you, and never let on that you are a Power Ranger. Keep this in mind, and may the Power protect you."

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"That's what you think, Power Rangers! You won't be able to save the world! Much less the former black Ranger!" Zedd said, with a laugh.

"You're wrong, Zedd!" Adam protested, trying to break free from the bonds that held him, "You'll never win! You already lost!"

"Silence, puny human! I shall crush you and them with my power!"

Another evil laugh.

"What power?" Adam said, sarcastically.

"Silence!"

Zedd pointed his staff at the former Ranger, sending shockwaves of pain through his body. Adam screamed. Zedd's lackeys laughed.

"They're on their way, Zedd! Count on it!"

"Not if I can delay them, first!"

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To be continued......