A/N: This is a project I've been working on periodically for the last several months. I wanted to make sure I made decent headway in it so that I wouldn't post two chapters and hit a creative brick wall. Now that a large chunk has been completed a feel it is the appropriate time to start posting it.

This story is a Dino Thunder A.U that takes heavy inspiration from the BOOM MMPR comics. Everything up to the end of the evil White Ranger arc coincides with this story and as such the narratives takes off directly after.


Time was losing its cohesion. The thin veil that separates the world of the present from ethereal unknown had become little more than tissue paper.

Wormholes were forming, small fissures that were steadily deteriorating any sort of hope for regularity.

Outside of the sleepy town of Angel Grove the air was saturated in electricity. The density increased until the small crackling noise broke into a small pop. A dark fissure tore into the sky, and a cloaked figure descended.


"What do you have to say for yourself?" Principal Randall hissed. She leaned into the brown haired boy, her eyes alight with fury.

"I had an emergency," Conner said. "A family emergency."

"And why didn't someone sign you out?"

"Probably because they were tied up in the emergency."

"Do you honestly expect me to believe you?"

"A little." He said with a smirk.

"You have thirty-two absences," she said with a scowl, "You're lucky I haven't expelled you yet. If I wasn't too busy trying to find a different substitute teacher every day I would have already petitioned to make it illegal for you step a hundred feet within this establishment."

Conner held in his growing frustration. Principal Randall never seemed to miss an opportunity to verbally lash out against Conner's missing teacher.

The absence of had nothing to do with family problems across state, nor was it anything even remotely close. He was missing because he was a Power Ranger, and things had taken a bad turn.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't suspend you," she threatened. Conner felt ice in his stomach. His mom would literally kill him if he was suspended. He'd also get kicked from the soccer team.

Most importantly it would get in the way of being a Power Ranger…

"I think you should reconsider," a shockingly familiar voice said from beyond the open door.

Principal Randall turned to see the figure enter her office.

Conner's heart stopped as he gazed at the casually dressed man standing in the room.

" ," Principal Randall gawked, "I wasn't expecting you back so suddenly."

The man smirked and shrugged his shoulders, "I got things done a little earlier than I thought it would."

Conner didn't know what to think, last he knew Dr.O was still trapped in his Ranger suit. He figured Hayley found a way to free him last night. It was still weird that nobody told him.

"As I was saying," began, "I think that it would more harmful to young McKnight to suspend him. I think we should use an alternative punishment."

"With all due respect," Principal Randall said, "We've tried everything in our arsenal. Nothing works on him."

"In my time away I got the opportunity to consult a former mentor of mine, and he gave me some important pointers in working with temperamental teenagers. Give me an hour a week and I can mold him into a model citizen."

Principal Randall cast a skeptical eye towards the teacher. He flashed a charismatic smile, and she sighed. "I'll give you this one, but don't mess it up."

He eyed Principal Randall with an ironic gleam. "You won't regret it."


The White Dino Ranger was starting to feel discouraged, or at least as discouraged as a morphological clone could feel. He was supposed to be Mesogog's prized warrior, but that position was starting to waver.

Mesogog stood next to his new companion, the imposing black figure glanced over at the White Ranger with little regard.

The warrior's name was Black Dragon, and while his origin was still unknown. His power was unmistakable.

"I think it's finally time to attack the Rangers," Mesogog said with his reptilian mouth wedged into an awkward smile.

Black Dragon was silent a few moments. "Yes, sir."

The armored figure glanced down at the Tyrannodrones at his feet. He seemed almost disgusted by their presence. "I'll take care of them."

"Let me come," The White Ranger insisted.

"Sure," Mesogog said in a passing voice. "But don't get in his way."

The White Ranger clenched his fist tightly but followed without restraint.


Kira morphed into the Yellow Ranger as she was swarmed by Tyrannodrones. Her Ptera Cutters made short work of their robotic bodies, but their numbers were getting annoying.

Speaking of numbers she watched as her Blue companion fought off a similar posse. She frowned under her helmet. "Where is everyone?"

A figure dropped in from behind her. The newly recruited White Dino Ranger used his sword to decapitate one of the oncoming foes. Getting him on their side had been a rough road, but she was ultimately glad that Trent had stepped out of Mesogog's clutches and added some much-needed firepower to the group.

"Where's Conner?" Yellow asked out loud.

"Don't know," The White Ranger replied. "I hope he didn't get in trouble for skipping yesterday."

"Same," Kira replied, "I'm just lucky I stayed home sick."

"Yeah," Ethan, the aforementioned Blue Ranger agreed, "And I had study hall."

From within the rank of Tyrannodrones two figures approached.

Trent swore under his breath as he gazed at the White Ranger clone. The monster reflected everything that lived inside Trent while he was brainwashed by the White Dino Gem. It was his personal phantom.

Standing next to the evil Ranger was a villain none of the group had met before. His tall bulky body was made of an onyx colored metal, and his red eyes gleamed almost mechanically. Kira wanted to assume that he was just another one of Mesogog's lackeys, but she could feel the power radiating off of him.

The black monster sprang into action, his body rushed at a speed even Conner would find hard to match and slammed right into the White Ranger. The monster's metal fists pounded into him, creating an endless rush of sparks.

"Not so fast, Girlie," the White Ranger clone said as he intersected Kira. His Draco Blade clashed against her daggers as she tried to find a way past him.

The onyx creature laughed down at the three Rangers. "I suppose it's time for me to retreat," he cast a sideways glance at Kira before teleporting away.


Conner stood in the middle of the school's gymnasium. For some reason that had been Dr.O's requested meet up, but the doctor was running late.

Suddenly a figure leaped down from the bleachers, Conner had to rely on his super speed to avoid getting hit.

His eyes met the eyes of Dr.O as he dodged another swing.

"Is this some kind of special training?" Conner asked.

Dr.O smiled, slamming his fist into Conner's gut. The young teen was used to taking a fair amount of hits, but this one really took the cake. He fell over, gasping for breath.

"You're soft." Dr.O said.

Conner picked himself up, "What was that for? I thought we were just sparring."

"If I was a real threat you'd be dead," Dr.O said casually.

"Did getting out of your suit mess with your head?" Conner asked.

Dr.O slapped Conner in the face. The rush of adrenaline was stronger than before, it bubbled to his chest with a small burst of anger. Conner tried to hit Dr.O back. The teacher maneuvered away from Conner's fist and slid to his side. He grabbed hold of Conner's hair and tugged him around.

Conner could feel his scalp screaming, but he ground his teeth and tried to pull himself free. He didn't know what Dr.O was trying to do, but it sure wasn't working.

Conner elbowed his teacher in the chest. The man buckled over, releasing Conner as a blood flooded into his face.

It didn't take long for Dr.O to recover. He chuckled in a friendly way, "That took longer than I expected."

Conner wasn't in the mood to talk, instead, he mustered up all of his strength and leaped at Dr.O with a flurry of punches.

Dr.O skillfully dodged everything Conner threw at him. Then when the timing was right he tripped Conner with one wide sweep of his foot. He pressed his shoe into Conner's stomach and peered down at him.

Conner felt the spit hit his face.

"Get up," Dr.O said dryly.

Conner was embarrassed and upset. Even after his hardest losses, he couldn't ever remember feeling this ashamed. It was a feeling that sunk deep into his stomach, a tentacled virus that infected every inch of space inside him.

"This isn't some stupid game," Dr.O said, sliding his jacket over his shoulders. "If you lose, you die." Conner was thrown off by this shift in his mentor. He very rarely displayed this part of himself. Conner knew that Dr.O went through some pretty hard stuff, but he always made an attempt to cover it up.

"Sometimes you have to let yourself feel angry," he added. "You wasted too much energy trying to keep your top on, just so it could blow eventually. This isn't martial arts training, this is war."

Dr.O walked off, leaving Conner hurt and alone.


Hayley was still trying to figure what happened. She glanced at the machine she had used on Tommy in hopes of releasing him from his Ranger suit. The tube-like chamber was supposed to sever his connection from the Dino Gem, but there had been a malfunction and it instead disconnected him from the Morphing Grid entirely.

Tommy had seemed confused at first, looking around the room like a lost child. After a few moments he seemed to have some kind of understanding, he took a few careful steps around.

He had amnesia, that much seemed evident. Thankfully she noticed it and introduced him to the video logs he had produced over the years. After a few hours, he seemed to have some grip on his situation. He wanted to continue his work, but Hayley had recommended he stay inside and recover a little more, but he had insisted on going anyway.

He seemed colder than she had ever seen him. Maybe he was coping with the realization he had lost his powers. It didn't matter, it still made her incredibly nervous.

The door to his lab room opened and he slowly walked inside. Hayley noticed a thin line of sweat running across his brow.

"Do you live here?" He inquired.

"Fortunately I don't," she replied.

He slid over to her and checked out her monitor. "I'm trying to figure out just who this guy is," she said, pointing at the onyx-colored creature.

"Black Dragon…" Tommy mumbled under his breath.

"Where'd you hear that name?" Hayley asked, raising her eyebrow.

Tommy froze, "I… I just think that name fits."

Hayley felt a wave of skepticism, Tommy had recognized that monster, and for some reason, he had decided it was better to play ignorance.

"I'm gonna head to bed," Tommy said abruptly. He stepped over to the door and waited a few moments. "Are you coming or not?"

Hayley's face flashed red. She had always thought Tommy was attractive, but she couldn't say she was attracted to him. Any other day she might actually take that offer, but not now, not while he's acting like this.

"I'll pass."

Tommy shrugged, "Suit yourself."

For a few moments she stood alone in the silence of the room, her computer hummed softly, but that did little to drone out the deafening silence.


Black Dragon was given his own room to reside in, and the White Ranger was sneaking around the corner. A few hours ago the bulking creature had retired to his own room and had since become silent.

The evil Ranger looked into the room only to find the creature cross-legged in the center of the room. At first, he had thought the creature was simply resting, but it was soon clear that it was in some kind of meditative trance.

The White Ranger slowly stepped into the room. It was an empty environment, the bed provided remained untouched, and nothing that suggested he had adopted it as his domicile.

Even the food delivered to his cell was cold and untouched.

"Let me ask you this," Zeltrax said while standing in the door frame, "Would Mesogog appreciate you snooping on our new comrade?"

"Are you implying that you trust him?" The clone Ranger asked.

"No," Zeltrax said in his tinny voice, "but I'm willing to wait for Mesogog's word before I unsheath my blade."