[Go Go Power Rangers – Ron Wasserman]
May The Power Protect You… Always...
Super Sentai: 1975-2019 & Power Rangers: 1993-2019
And still going...

Disclaimer: Super Sentai © Toei Company, Power Rangers © Saban Brands/Disney Studios/Lionsgate/Hasbro, Lord Drakkon © Boom Studios. All are used without permission. The Silver Command Zord and the Omega Ranger, any zords or combinations not used in Super Sentai and any material not covered by Power Rangers itself are completely my own idea. Notably, The Morphing Masters are blatantly the Zyurangers.

Before we begin, this story is intended as a remix of the Power Rangers franchise, working off Shattered Grid resolving in a different, much more apocalyptic way, Lord Drakkon using the weakness the Rangers ended up with during 'A Different Shade Of Pink', with Kimberly's impending departure, to wipe them out in a decisive and, hopefully for him, final way, by simply handing their enemies the perfect way to just end the conflict.
Notably, while I will be using the original Power Rangers as a baseline, I will, similar to a lot of other writers, be borrowing from the mythos of Ellen Brand's Personality Conflicts story, which offered up viable ten-member team powers for during MMPR and Zeo. I also do not need to heavily work to the footage, and can be broader and do not need to arbitrarily decide to use a group of Rangers or Zords just because that's what the original source franchise did, instead being able to more accurately follow Super Sentai's team rotations better, something even Boom Studios is restricted over.
With my version, I can take concepts removed from the western version and give them a Rangers spin and Ranger departures will be few and far between, with an in-universe explanation being that they are not in exactly the same timeline, so many events will be different. As an example, the Ninja Rangers are completely redesigned, to better resemble the mythical ninja concept, due to issues with using either Dairanger or Kakuranger.

I will note that I recently saw Dimensions In Danger, and I will have the Master Morpher feature as Tommy and Kimberly's Morphers. Kimberly will only be able to use two different modes, with her being similar to her depiction in the recent Power Rangers fighting game, while Tommy can use any powers belonging to someone named Tommy Oliver. Any Powers…

As a final note, This chapter will be slightly short, but that will be tempered by an especially long follow-up chapter.

"If Lord Drakkon knew who he didn't kill when he attacked my team, He'd probably have swore when he realised what he created... Literally the exact opposite of himself..." - Tommy Oliver, Morphing Grand Master

Mighty Morphin Power Rangers
The Fall Of The Power Rangers

It all started on a fairly red letter day for me. However, I wasn't to know that it was also going to be the day that I witnessed the fall of the Ninja Power Rangers and the End Of The World. I've seen the apocalypse. It's not something you want to be part of more than once in your life. Hell, It's not something you're meant to see more than once in your life...
It's still not easy to look back at what I remember of that time, to look at the people who replaced my friends, knowing that everyone I knew from that world is dead, but we survived. It's even harder to look back at what records were gathered from that timeline. But, Enough about that though, Let's go into what happened...

I finished my drills, knowing that Coach Schmidt would be pleased with my progress. I knew that, if I continued doing what I was doing, I'd need to focus on my gymnastics scholarship, and things like Tommy, like the team, they'd need to be left behind. I picked up my towel and bag, hearing a familiar alarm tone come from my watch, snapping it back on before pressing the buttons in a particular way.
"What's wrong, Zordon?" I asked, my tone all business. I was deliberately not using the Juice Bar's gym area because I expected my watch's alarm to go off.
"Be on alert… Recent bad weather caused damage to part of the Command Centre's sensor web," Zordon stated, "I feel like it may be a bad omen… Be ready for anything. I will state that the reason I called is that communications will be down during the diagnostics and repair..."
"Not a problem..." I offered, before sighing, "I have some more bad news… I might need to step down as the Pink Ranger before long, with this scholarship, and the situation with the Shogunzords..."
I could imagine him nodding in agreement with my thoughts.
"It's quiet enough at the moment to consider letting you leave of your own accord, and I'll see about recruiting a replacement if things escalate. With how the Shogunzords are a five-ranger set… It will be bad to see you go..." Zordon offered, "All I can say is 'Let The Power Protect You',"

If you haven't guessed already, the 'team' I'm talking about is the Power Rangers themselves, and I was a Pink Ranger. Yes, I know, I shouldn't really put something like that here, but it's old news. And I'm above all the secrecy and cloak-and-dagger stuff. Well, the spy type. Going round in a cloak while holding a dagger. Been there, done that. Really like the new costume, much better than just using the same... Ahem. Getting ahead of myself.
When I was still an active Ranger though, I understood his issues. Except for Billy, we'd gone through most of the originally selected team, either due to power incontinence or an abrupt departure. One of the most soul-crushing incidents for me was when Tommy took a leave of absence due to his brother.
He'd had it worst with his time as a Ranger. If he didn't leave his morpher or communicator in his bag, It felt like something else wanted to take away his powers. Thankfully, the White Ranger powers never were lost to him in the same way as the Green Powers. It made me think about the fact the Wild West version of Tommy was a 'White' Stranger…
But I'm getting ahead of myself again. I don't know how the Morphing Masters got this part of the records of that time, but it helped me figure out why we lost so decisively… Literally, The worst thing possible could have happened. Lord Drakkon and the Ranger Slayer allied with Zedd...

Zedd entered his throne room, looking at the ornately clad figure on his throne, a figure in pink and black stood impassively next to him. Clearly a Power Ranger, but his attitude was a far cry from what he'd expect from one. For one, he showed an air of contempt and revulsion for the planet before him that reminded him of someone… Oh yes, Himself!
"If you don't mind, I have something of an offer for you," The Ranger offered, the voice similar to the White Ranger's, except dripping with malice, "My name is Lord Drakkon. I have several locations which, if struck in quick succession, will not just weaken the Power Rangers, they will eliminate them. Permanently. A concentrated strike with Serpenterra, minimal use of power, maximum effectiveness..."
"Do tell..." Zedd mused, surprised at how this 'Lord Drakkon' was effectively destroying the one thing the Rangers relied on… Absolute Secrecy. The teleports were obfuscated, and their headquarters blocked from his sight. This would be useful.
"They're teenagers, right? Well, this is the place all the teenagers hang out..." Their attendant offered, the voice reminding him of the same ranger they were looking to replace, "Zordon can't exactly replace them fast enough to fight back if you just blew up most of his recruitment pool..."
"However, if you want to just make sure the Rangers can't fight back..." Drakkon offered, "You may know that there is a mountain just outside Angel Grove city limits, with a particularly ostentatious name… If I was hiding my base, I would not outright put my name on it, but I digress. The force field Zordon erected has been disrupted by a… Ahem… electrical storm, and you could almost waltz in through the front door, or just blow the entire top of the mountain off, and skip the pleasantries..."
Just the Command Centre ending up rubble would cripple them, but Drakkon's information, if it was accurate, He could take his time over the rest of the destruction. Flatten Angel Grove, and there would be little to no resistance. Earth didn't exactly form backup teams...

Zordon didn't even realise the 'sensor blind spot' was artificially induced. Just like Drakkon promised, Serpenterra peeled open the mountain like a banana, reducing the zords to wreckage, the Power Chamber collapsing into the weakened cave system beneath it. Our first strike capability was literally, and irrecoverably, G-O-N-E. As Drakkon had promised, minimal use of power, maximum effectiveness. I'd even told the other Rangers that the communications might go down.
Zedd went back, recharging his batteries, while most of us were sat drinking healthy juices, our communicators silent, the attack so brutal and rapid no message was sent out. Me and Tommy were retrieving some things from his new truck when we saw Serpenterra loom over the Youth Centre. We didn't have time to alert the others. It was gone in a single shot, the Power Rangers effectively wiped out in what we thought was one sudden, decisive strike.
Me and Tommy lay in the back of Tommy's truck, contemplating the fact our survival was only a temporary reprieve, as we realised this was his second strike as we got nothing on the communicators. We spent the last hours of Earth laughing and comparing shrapnel injuries from the explosion next to us, finding our impending demise darkly hilarious. Tommy proposed to me, since, in his own words, he wanted to know he'd not forgotten one thing on his last day on Earth.
Thankfully, the Morphing Masters found us as we passed out, wrapped in each other's arms. I felt so small in his embrace, but didn't care. I knew, at that time, the scholarship, even if the world wasn't ending, meant nothing compared to the man beside me...