Disclaimer: based on characters owned by Saban Entertainment And 20th Century Fox
Note: as the movie took place in a continuity of it's own, this story won't fit anywhere in continuity with the old series.
The Moon, 1995:
A couple of astronauts, though not an actual couple, were walking on the moon's surface (so much as was humanly possible there). This mission, while not exciting to the casual observer, was still of the uttermost importance.
"Moonlander, this is Houston, do you copy?" a voice spoke to them.
"This is Lander One." the man on the moon replied, "We copy."
"What's your status?" the voice asked.
"We've just arrived near that crater." the man replied.
"We were about to explore a cavern we found here." the woman on the moon replied.
"Copy that." the voice replied, "Keep us posted.
Their communication broke off at that point, as the man and the woman went down the crater and into cavern they spotted.
The deeper they went, the less light from the sun they could use, so they switched on the lights on their suits.
"Thank goodness we're out of the sun's radiation." the man said.
"Don't cheer too soon." the woman reminded him, "While we're out of it's heat, we're getting into it's cold shadow.
That's when the man realized it as well: "I already thought I was shaky, but I thought it was excitement."
Both of them adjusted their suits. While doing so, the man spotted something underneath the rocks: "Hey, look at that."
The woman looked at what he was pointing. Seeing it, the woman looked on her arm's computer, where she could see something strange.
"Houston, this is Lander Two." the woman said.
"We read you." the voice answered, "What's happening?"
"We just found something here." she replied.
"Define 'something"." the voice told her.
"I'm not sure." the woman explained, "But whatever it is, it makes my scanner go nuts."
The man looked at her screen, and noticed it too. The screen was supposed to measure how much energy something's emitting. In case of this... thing, it causes the meters to go haywire.
"She's right." the man replied.
Down at Houston, a discussion was going on, before they finally agreed on the following: "Take it back to the Moonlander for further study on Earth."
"Copy that." both the man and the woman replied.
Together they removed some of the rocks, which fell down as fast as a feather would after they let go of them. Once many of the rocks were removed, they saw what looked like a box, which had more or less the same looks as a Mayan treasure chest.
"This is weird." the woman said.
"You'd almost think the Mayans visited the moon before we ever did." the man replied.
"Maybe this will answer many archaeological questions." the woman decided, "All the more reason to take it back with us."
Together, they tried to lift it up. Strangely, despite the Moon's lower gravity, the box wouldn't move an inch.
"Maybe this is just the top of a building." the man suggested.
"No." the woman told him, "I already scanned the ground. There's only this box."
"Sounds like someone didn't want it to be removed." the man remarked.
"We'll have to use bigger means." the woman remarked.
"Why don't we just open it and take what's inside it?" the man wondered.
"How do we know if the box isn't part of the mechanism that's creating this energy? We can't risk that." the woman answered.
"We also can't risk staying here too long trying to figure it out, until our oxygen runs out either." the man responded, "It'll probably be opened back on Earth anyway, so I don't think it would matter."
"That your professional opinion?" the woman asked.
"Landers, this is Houston." the voice spoke again, "Can you see if that energy is spreading through the box?"
"It's hard to tell." the woman answered, "The energy readings are off the chart. It'll take some time to adjust."
After some time, the woman finally had it figured out: "No, the box itself is not important."
"Good." the man said, after which he opened his bag of tools to pry it open.
Opening it went smoothly for the man, as the modern tools were too strong for such old means of containment. Just as he was opening the box, the woman noticed something else. Although the box was giving off some energy, when she scanned much deeper, she noticed it was empty. In other words, it may be the box after all that's causing the energy pulse.
"Wait!" she shouted.
But she was too late. The box opened, after which weird lights swam out of the box, engulfing the two of them.
"Lander Two, what is the pro..." the voice asked them, but was interrupted by the two of them screaming.
In Houston, the man to whom the voice speaking to them belonged to, kept trying to make contact: "Landers, what's happening there?"
But neither one answered, as they kept screaming. The man tried to talk, but that's when he only received statics.
"What's happening there?" his superior asked him.
"I don't know, they just... broke off." he answered them.
"Sir!" a third person came to them, "You better come take a look at this."
The superior was pointed to look at a screen, which showed something, to them, unusual.
"What am I looking at?" he asked.
"We're not sure." was the answer, "But this energy that the Landers spoke of, it seems to spread all over the crater."
"Sir." the first man spoke again, somewhat spooked.
"What is it?" the superior asked him.
"Wish I knew." he replied.
He pressed a few buttons, which would play back the last message he received. There wasn't much talking, rather it sounded like there was something on the moon, laughing out loud. If nobody knew any better, they'd say there were two of them.