-The start of the Power Rangers-
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We have all heard the story of how five teenagers of Angel Grove were summoned by the great inter-dimensional sage Zordon of Eltar to stand tall and defend their Earth from the Mistress Rita Repulsa as the epic team Mighty Morphing Power Rangers.
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His name as synonymous with the forces of right and peace for hundreds of years, all throughout the galaxy see Zordon as a noble figure; always steadfast, wise and never wavering.
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However, Zordon had not always been the noble master of the command centre and over the course of his life he's been a lover and warrior. The inter-dimensional sage as managed great triumph and shown great bravery, but at the cost of extraordinary loss and tribulations.
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Since then there as been many great generations of power rangers, who have taken upon the mantle as defenders against evil. As saviours of earth they have served through the guidance of Zordon's great vision. Zordon has helped the rangers secure many a victory and every great ranger throughout the years had always seen Zordon as a strong and all knowing figure.
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Zordon's enemies saw this as well, it was his strife for good that set the path for him being trapped by Rita Pulsa in the beginning.
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Now Zordon stares through the protective glass of his portable life giving tube that as imprisoned his essence all these time, looking down on the young hero Andros, a man whom Zordon was proud to call the red ranger.
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Zordon has been apart of Andros' life on Koce for a long time, he has watched the red ranger go through some of the same trails and tribulation as he; including the greatest loss of all the taking of his sister Karone by the hands of Dark Specter. Zordon felt honoured that it would be Andros who would carry his final act of good.
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Zordon knew above all else that it was his end now, as hard as it was to admit it, he knew what had to be done. This war of evil had been ongoing for countless millennia and now it was time for it all to end at long last.
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For hundred of thousand of years he had always been too weak for battle, only being able to observe and offer aid from within the tube while others wage war in his name. So here and now, at long last, it was his time to strike.
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In one as stand of glory would he willingly break free from his portable life giving tube that had housed him and finally used his energy to end this long bloody war. Zordon looked within himself as he closed his eyes, he smiled taking that one last breath of life. It was in that moment the greatest of leader saw it all.
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The story of his journey; Where it had all began? Who he truly was? and What he had fought for all these years? He focused on his loves and losses, looked upon his sacrifices and what he had gained. He viewed the people who guided him and the mentors that taught him.
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A grave error of judgement
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-The monarch and his general stand in the shadows before the great wall defence of the council planet Corsma. "This is our day... The first move of my plan."
"Yes this of tomorrow will be greater for the likes of us...' Maligore pointing up to the high wall; a Corsmian guards walks his line of duty upon the great wall of Corsma; a wall that stretched across this great and noble country, the male guard on constant vigilance. A Corsma monarch flag blow in the night wind from the top of a pole in front of a full moon; it was a cold dark night with no cloud over in the sky above all for that second seemed calm. 'Look at them up their walking their battlements."
"Mmmm, I beat it pleases Soylan to be safe and sound inside his kingdom.' snapped Ayden turning away, but then it clicked. 'But do they walk so high that a single stand of might can't shake them to their knees."
The Monarch's general laughing in pleasure. "We've been hiding far too long."
"No we're not been hiding, building number so we can be ready for war Maligore... Gaining skills and bravery for this day.' He paused and held Maligore's attention. 'I am a master of war."
"I know fall well of your power I just want to leave me mark now." Maligore wiping a hand down his mouth and chin.
"We must move small... Step by step we'll have them one by one!"
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Under the cloud cover Grand Monarch Ayden Specter lead the attack, suddenly a simple rock hits the guard on the top of his head, which knocked clean off his helmet, he looks around then saw the rock at his feet and scratches his head and looked around. The guardsman wondering where it had came from. The guard quickly picked up his helmet and took a tight grip of his blade, expecting the worst. Then there was a loud cry to his left; he rushed over the edge, looking down over the edge of the great wall he caught a glimpse of movement in the gathering mist. Out of the mist comes a grappling-hook which came over the top of the Great Wall, its metal hood gripping hard into the wall's stone.
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The guard turned his back for one second to see where the hook had landed; he then quickly pried back over the wall's edge the Carsmian guard saw a figure coming up towards him from the darkness. 'Dark Specter!' It was the Carsmian's worst nightmare come true. The guardsman looks to the east to see Dark Sprecter's soldiers. 'Our defenses must hold him back, if Dark Sprecter is allowed to march on Corsma then the capital will no doubt fall. For centuries this great wall has been enough to kept out our enemies and on this night they must do again.' thought the guard knowing his duty.
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The guard cupped both hands around his mouth and yelled out. "We're under attack... We're under attack! Light the beckons the capital must be warned!" he cried, then the guardsman wasted no further time in runs back across the wall making his way to the tower to light his own beckon.
The Grand Monarch had quickly climbed the rope reaching the top of the wall and pulled himself over; now standing tall and proud on the stone top Dark Specter turned to see the guard reach the tower. Dark Specter rushed to the guards side as he reached the foot of his tower. Their eyes met for just a split second; the guard froze in his tracks as he took in the magnitude of the situation. "I shall not be stopped by you!" he stated standing face to face with the grand monarch.
Dark Specter moved forward; the guard thought that the grand monarch was about to strike in the hopes of stopping him. In truth however Dark Specter had lunged for the guards leg to force him on. The Corsmian guard smiled then kicked him away, he pushed by and had managed to take hold of the flame. Dark Specter comes back and drew his sword. 'That's it light each one, cast fear through this land... Oh they will know of my arrival and wait for their end!'
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The guard bravely did his duty reaching the lava cauldron and threw the torch down into the pot, while staring at the Hun leader; the lava bubbled and caught alight. Dark Specter jump over the edge of the tower landing just before him. Dark Specter leaned in and looked the guard in the eye, "Well done soldier you have done a serves!" The flame burns brightly in the night sky, and through the golden shadow he sees a clear frown on his face.
The Grand Monarch quickly spun to the right then back to the left, Dark Specter watched on as he saw each guard light their cauldrons one after another alerting the people of the coming danger. The guard said sternly. "As the lights continue to be lit all of Corsma knows you're here! The council's might will come after you, I advice you to leave Specter... Leave now and save yourself from defeat or this will be your end!"
Dark Specter didn't appear to be fazed by this fact; he took the royal flag and held it over the fire; the flag burned in his hands. Now standing in the guards space a grin stretched wide across his face from ear to ear as he just caught sight of the distant flame being lit. "Like I said perfect, you have done a serves to my plight; as now your entire country know of my arrival! Tell the council I will return; Corsma will fall by my hands. Those who wish to stand against me will be crushed!" Specter clinching his fist shut. To the guardsman's utter shock and dismay, he had just done what the Grand Monarch had wished; and with that he kicked the guardsman to the floor and made his exit. Specter's attack was a mere sign of strength.
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-On word of Specter's brave stands Senkar Vile had taken the decision as a master of the council to call forth the other heads of the council; himself and the other member's Minister Soylan Roseman, Baira Toorak, Novak Honshu and Gara Shadam. With Baira and Gara entered the main chamber together through the main large doors and took their places at the table. Master Senkar had taken his place at the council table flanked on either side by armed soldiers; an act that was not truly welcome by the minister, a fact that wasn't waisted on Vile.
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Senkar spoke first, a low tone. The master making eye contact with each member as he addressed the floor. "Your majesties I have received word that the army of Dark Specter has risen on the eastern boards!"
"The eastern boards, why is Specter advancing on us now!?" inquired the minister.
"Sir, it is fair to stated that at this point it was no doubt just a warning; a stand of strength and power, but we mustn't sit on our merits." Toorak folding his arms cross before him.
"Then there is no word that he is marching on us!" commented Novak, who saw the looks of his fellow members, which make him lower his gaze, but just for a split second in contemplation before matching Senkar's gaze; deep down he could not believe his follow member's denial.
Vile didn't welcome Novak's notion of brushing this aside. "However, minster there is no getting away from the truth and what is ahead of us, I fare that one day he will soon make an attempt on us here at the capital."
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Gara drew back her chair and got to her feet to address the other masters. "That can not be allowed to happen." she replied, Vile noticed the fear in her voice, yes it wasn't good to hear the fearful tone, but Vile was happy that he could count of Gara to call for a mighty stand.
"Fellow members there is no questioning in my drive to make sure Corsma will be safe and protected...' stated Novak with a warm firm tone. 'But we can not act driven by fear... I call for us to tread carefully with a steady mind and heart when his strike does come."
"Then we won't, minister please hear my warning Corsma must be ready at all fronts. There's no getting away from the fact Specter will be return and I call for the great council to be ready for the day when he does strike yet again."
"We are a proud standing country Senkar, it has been a decayed since I, or any of you, shed blood in battle, relying on the truth and standing of the council, so the people from all corners of our galaxy knew better than to intrude on our lands." addressed the minister.
Baira waved a hand before him. "But still Minister Roseman fellow councillors; at this time it would be impossible for him to defeat us; the great wall is seen as a halting structure... Therefore today I rest in the knowledge that no one could ever fully break through our great defences! We truly have nothing to fare!" interpreted Baira, who received backing nodes of agreement from the minister and a dark spark glare from Senkar.
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Now it was Senkar to address the floor again, he must have the minister's back on a mounted front and so held up his hand to silence Baira's words of comfort. "I at one point I did believe in the mighty structure of the walls our fair people built to hold out our enemies, however the bigger truth that can not be over look is that we are on the brink of battle! Can our city walls hold the forces of the monarch?"
Gara was noticed nodding her head in agreement with Senkar's views."And what would you have us do Senkar..." inquired Gara, her hands held together in hold of hiding her shaking hands.
"Well councillor Shadam,' Senkar states. 'Our city's wall are not truly the safe structure, and there no hiding away from the fact that he will return, so my minister I call for the great council to be ready like Novak states. I see the only way we can do that is to set my guards to strike hard and fast, minister if you permit it I will gather my man who have the will and might to fight till the end and set them around the palace immediately! We on the council will surely be protected."
'He truly believe it... Are our old structure not what it once was... Have our walls lost its meaning and might!' thought Novak listening with concern to what Vile see for their defences.
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Senkar continues to state with his hand held together in a steady stands. "No doubt Dark Specter is focused on war and will not rest until he as sadly seen us all dead. We must set up our defense, so that we are able to protect the galaxy."
"You are a strong leader Master Vile, I have no doubt it you nor your army...'
"And that we shall Minister Roseman.' stated the master forcefully. 'I could lead our united forces in this battle."
Roseman put his fingers together and touched his chin, in deliberation. "I kindly welcome your call to arms Senkar I truly do, however master we must think calmly... I do not want us to loose our heads...' replied Minister Roseman in a calm manner; knowing what's for the best. 'All here wish for our stand to be strong enough for the galaxy and the right path must be found."
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Senkar bowed and then looking in turn at the other council members in turn. "For give me your majesty.' snapped the master, as he leaned in on his elbows and placing his hands together.
'I do believe that my troops will be more then powerful enough to stop him; if we have a great war ahead of us then lines need to be drawn, must they not? Might and power will be the force that will make sure Specter never thinks about concurring our planet again!"
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The minister took a second of silence, Vile waiting for his response just the same as the others, then the minister turned to Senkar, his arms out wide. "My fellow member's we have learnt a gave truth this day; Dark Specter as come once again to our borders we can not merely replay on one single group Senkar; I wish not only for our capital to be protected, but the galaxy as well isn't that why we are here to serve them!"
Senkar felt shunned, but chose to keep his tongue knowing it wasn't time for anger or defiance. "And if we are to protect the galaxy from this grave threat then my fellow members we must call upon the aid of every planet and gain their mightiest of warriors. One from each planet across this fair galaxy will come and answer our call as each and everyone of us as their part to play!Therefore a new force must be created to stop Dark Sprecter and his forces!"
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Senkar lowered his head in thought, the master rethinking his initial stand 'I see now what is needed to be a leader.' and with these though he looked up; nodded to his council. "Yes, minister as you wish, I understand what must be done and fully back your decision!" he agreed addressing the head council member.
"You truly come from a proud family Vile, however this time Dark Specter is a powerful enemies that we have never seen the likes of. If you wish to help have your eldest son answer the conscript!"
"As you wish your leader." replied Master Vile lowering is head in respect.
"I believe that our future is in their hands! A single gain can tip the scales. One warrior could be the difference between victory and defeat!" stated the head councillor's with age and pride.
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The council agree and call forth on the galaxy to send them brave warriors. He then turned to Baira and stated. 'Master Toorak deliver conscription notices throughout each planet; I need their best warriors; then and only then will we have a force that will save us!" This task at hand didn't seem to daunt or faze him.