Disclaimer: I, no matter how much I'd like to, have no claim to the Power Rangers. They are the property of Buena Vista Entertainment.
This is my first ever PR fic. It's an idea I've had for some time now and that I actually started to tell before. It takes place shortly after the MMPR episode "Return of an Old Friend". The Zord against Zord idea may have been done before, but I thought I'd try it anyway.
Please R&R, and if you have to show criticism, please make it the constructive kind.
Enough talk-here's the first chapter.
The mountains just outside of Angel Grove, California were, on any other day, a quiet, idyllic sitting. Anyone looking for a little solitude could climb them and sit on the summit, listening to the birds and taking in the beautiful scenery from the mountaintop.
This, however, would turn out to be less than a normal day. Two giant warriors, one of them monkey-like with a suit of gold armor, the other a robot made of five smaller robots, clashed in battle as they had so many times before. In the robot's cockpit sat five teenagers, clad in multi-colored battle suits and helmets-the Power Rangers.
Jason Lee Scott, the red ranger and team leader, focused on their opponent. Goldar stared them down, gazing into the cockpit of their giant fighting machine, the Megazord. With a sudden slashing motion, he brought the blade of his sword down on the Megazord's chest, bringing forth a shower of sparks. The giant machine countered with a punch with the weight of fifty wrecking balls, sending Goldar sprawling backward.
"Billy, how are the shields holding up?" Jason asked the teammate to his immediate right.
Billy Cranston, the blue ranger, checked his control panel. "91 percent and holding", he responded. "The best we've ever done against Goldar."
"Old monkey boy must be losing a step," said Zack Taylor, the black ranger. "Normally he'd have damaged the Megazord more than this."
Jason had been thinking the same thing. Goldar was a normally fierce opponent, but this time he seemed to be pulling his punches, with the only really damaging attack being a slash to the robotic warrior's left leg connector which left an opening in the armor. Jason couldn't understand why, but he tried to push the thought out of his mind as he focused on the battle.
"We need the Power Sword!" he shouted. Seconds later, the blade dropped from the sky and into the Megazord's right hand.
"Trini, hit him hard," Jason commanded.
"Trini Kwan, the yellow ranger, nodded her head. "You've got it!"
The Power Sword slashed Goldar twice across the chest, knocking him to the ground. He got up and glared at the Rangers, hatred etched in the lines on his face.
"I concede to you this time, Power Rangers, but I won't be defeated next time we meet."
And in a flash of light, Goldar was gone.
The Rangers exchanged their customary high fives and victory cheers-all but Jason.
"Hey fearless leader, why so down?" asked Kimberly Hart, the pink ranger. "We won. You should be glad."
"Yeah…." said Jason, who still couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. Still, he hid his thoughts as he turned to the others.
"Great work guys. Let's get to the command center and inform Zordon of the outcome."
None of them noticed as a small, orb shaped probe glided slowly out of the gash in the Megazord's armor and vanished.
The probe rematerialized in Finster's workshop, setting itself on his worktable with a soft clinking sound.
"Excellent," the monster maker said to himself as he regarded the device. "The plan worked perfectly."
Goldar, who was standing against a nearby wall, growled softly.
"I'd like to know what this plan of yours is," he said. "I just picked a fight with those do-gooders for it; it had better be worth it."
"Yes, Finster, what is your plan?" Rita Repulsa, evil queen and the Rangers' arch nemesis, glowered at her henchman as he shrank from her slightly. "Why did I just send one of my chief warriors down to Earth to battle those costumed creeps? And you'd better have a good reason!"
Finster regained his composure as he reached for a small viewing device on the table next to him. He held it up as he spoke, pleased with his latest venture.
"See for yourself, my queen," he said as the screen flickered to life.
The picture that greeted Rita's eyes was surprising: seven robots, in the form of prehistoric creatures, stood immobile in a massive hangar. The machines were entirely black, so much so that they nearly disappeared in the darkness of the massive chamber.
Rita recognized them immediately, and was completely bewildered.
"The Dinozords?" she screeched at Finster. "What are they doing here?"
Finster chuckled. "It's not really the Dinozords, empress….merely duplicates. I thought the best way to destroy the rangers is to give them a taste of their own medicine. I've built them using this probe"-he tapped the metal orb on the worktable-"which has been collecting data on the external details of the zords."
Goldar growled. "What does this have to do with me? Why did I have to go to Earth?"
"Well," said Finster, "I had the outer details, but in order to get the info on the Zords' inner workings, I needed to send the probe inside one. With the info obtained from your battle today, I can begin final preparations on the construction. I'm going to use the plans to create a new, anti-matter based power source that will crush them for good."
He turned to Rita. "What do you think, my queen?"
At first, Rita didn't react. But the loud, raucous cackle that issued forth from her mouth seconds later gave Finster his answer.