Here is the new fanfic, lemme know what you think with this approach. Seeing as I have never read of a team like this I would like to get feedback on it. concrit is always welcome. Now onto the prologue.

Otrera is portrayed by Gal Gadot

Kim Hart is portrayed by Amy Jo Johnson

Luna Micallef is portrayed by Vanessa Morgan

Zoe Andrews is portrayed by Taissa Farmiga

Prologue

Cries rang out through the night; some of anguish while others were of joy and exuberance. The once peaceful capital had smoke billowing from multiple spots while feral, crazed like woman fought against anyone in their path. Well for the most part, they would offer the females to join them and if they didn't they would enslave them like the rest. But for the males, they were relentless. They'd beat them so badly that not only their psyche was damaged but their bodies as well. The carnage raged all over the city as a lone warrior watched from a roof top. Her wild and straight hair blew in the breeze as slight goosebumps littered her tanned skin. The warrior's dark eyes scanned the area the area as the wind fluttered her one shouldered Strophion chiton that hit mid-thigh as a cloak fluttered around behind her. After checking the pack on her back and being satisfied that the cargo she needed was still in there, the warrior picked up her spear and sword before heading across the buildings as her gladiator sandals pattered quietly on the roofs. She cringed as the cries of innocent people filled the night. She had to put a stop to it! She had to save people. The pack on her back heated up at the thought and it seemed the cargo thought so as well. She was almost to the forest when a voice rang out.

"Otrera, where are you running off to?" The female warrior, Otrera, turned to see another female coming toward her. This one was dressed similarly to her except the skirt was long and she had armor on her arms and chest. Otrera thought for a brief moment as she looked at the woman, studying her. The newcomer's hair was braided to one side as her fierce eyes bore into Otrera's.

"Nowhere, my Queen," Otrera replied smoothly, "I thought I saw some run into the forest, so I pursued them." The newcomer, or the Queen seemed to accept the answer but Otrera could see suspicion in her eyes still. With that, Otrera hazard a move and turned to finish her pursuit.

"And your certain of this, Otrera," the Queen questioned, "I didn't think there were any more civilians that needed rescued or corralled." Otrera stifled a shudder at the Queen's remark as she turned to look at her.

"I am positive, my Queen," Otrera remarked. The Queen just stared her down before nodding slightly and turning to leave. Otrera watched the Queen walk back into the capital before spinning around and taking off into the forest. She knew now that time was off the essence. The Queen would soon find out of her treachery in rescuing some of the civilians and hiding them in the wilds of the area surrounding them. More importantly the cargo on her back was priceless to her people and once the Queen found out they were gone, she would surely know it was Otrera's doing. The different scenarios played through her head as she sheathed her sword and strapped her spear to her back, allowing her to move faster. She had to get to the right spot. The spot where a rift would open with the amulet given to her. The people she rescued were immensely grateful even if they knew they would be found eventually. They had made her promise that she would protect their next target from suffering the same fate the people of this world have suffered. Otrera's mind ran through the conversation as she heard a horn bellow in the distance. The Queen had found out! Otrera's legs moved faster as she took out the amulet and neared the spot. Moving faster, Otrera ran up to the spot which was twin cliff sides that were narrowly separated. Otrera bounced up the cliff side bouncing from one side to another before she rolled over the top. Quickly checking the cargo, she sighed when she discovered they were okay. She took the amulet out and murmured some foreign words before a rift opened. Otrera pocketed the amulet and went to go through when a voice rang out.

"Where are, you going traitor?" She turned quickly to see a warrior in all black from the short chiton to the cloak. Otrera narrowed her eyes as she flicked her spear from off her back.

"Leaving," she clipped. With that she charged the other warrior, the people of this world's request going through her mind. Otrera hammered at the warrior with a series of spins and kicks. The other warrior didn't know what hit her when she challenged Otrera but she was soon regretting it. Otrera sent the tip of the spear into the ground in front of the warrior before flicking the staff, sending the tip up cutting the woman and disarming her in one move.

"Leave now," Otrera commanded as she readied her spear, "there is no need to spill any more blood this night." The black clad warrior growled as she lunged for her sword. Otrera sighed as she lunged forward herself with her spear in hand. She flung the spear in front of her as the other warrior reached her sword. With that the warrior stood up only to be impaled by the spear. Otrera looked on sadly as she pulled the now bloody spear from the now fallen warrior. The warrior gasped a bit as a gurgling sound came from her throat and her chest finally ceased to rise. Otrera looked on sadly as she gently closed the warrior's eyes and wiped the blood from her spear on her own cloak before looking at the portal. Otrera ran towards it as she heard many more warriors coming. Not wanting to fight anymore, Otrera ran through the portal but not before looking back one more time. Her eyes widened when she saw the Queen standing over the fallen body. The Queen looked at her with a new-found hatred in her eyes.

"Pray you know what you have done, sister," the Queen growled, "for now I will hunt you until there is nothing left." The portal closed around Otrera as her sister's words rang through her head and she felt the pack heat up. It seemed the true war had just begun.

Mount Pura, California

The sun shone brightly as a small brunette walked out of her gymnastics studio. She ran her hand through her long hair as her loose pullover clung to her sweaty body. The heat of the afternoon heated up her black skinny yoga pants as her tennis shoes squeaked a little on the sidewalk. The woman walked over to her car, a pink car. A smirk graced her face as she thought to her best friend's reactions when she followed through with the dare. At first, she wasn't too thrilled she actually did it but now the car had grown on her. The woman was about to get in when two excited voice called her name.

"Miss Kim!" The woman, Kim, turned to the girls with a smile. One had gorgeous honey colored hair and running clothes that look nice with her fair skin while the other had mocha colored skin with really curly mid back length hair pulled up in a ponytail, she too had running clothes on. A smile graced Kim's face as she replied,

"Hey girls! What's got you two so excited?" The blonde looked at her friend as she giggled a little and poke softly,

"Remember that dance studio we wanted to get into? Well the instructor, Rory, finally agreed to teach us somethings." Kim smiled even bigger as a nagging feeling bit at her stomach.

"That's amazing girls!" gushed Kim as the blonde nodded.

"You don't seem to thrilled, Kim," commented her friend. Kim turned to look at her with wide eyes as she shook her head.

"Not true, Luna," Kim replied, "I'm super stoked for you two. But something doesn't feel right, either that or it's something I ate." That got a crack of a smile from the blonde as Kim looked at her fully.

"I just want it to be right for both of you," Kim finished, "Zoe, dance is your life and I don't want anyone to ruin that. And Luna, dance is your escape. I don't want anyone to tarnish that for either of you." Both Luna and the blonde, Zoe, looked at Kim then smiled as Zoe thought.

"Then why don't you come meet her with us," Zoe murmured, "that way you could get feel for her yourself." Luna nodded as she liked the idea while Kim seemed a little on edge but agreed. The three were off to meet their instructor. They soon came to a beautiful dance studio that had a Greek theme to the building or at least a natural theme to it. Kim smiled at its beauty before following the girls.

"Miss Rory," Luna called out, "we're here to meet you. We've brought our friend with us to meet you as well." Kim shuddered as a feeling went through her; something was off. Luna was about to yell more when Kim shushed her. Luna looked back as Kim put her finger to her lips and moved in front of the girls. The three snuck along until they found the main dance floor. It looked like a fight had taken place on it. Zoe sucked a breath in as she murmured,

"We need to find Rory! She could be in trouble!" Kim sucked a breath before spinning around and brining her leg out. The woman she came into contact with gave a feral cry as she was sent back through a door. Zoe and Luna were about to see what happened when more women came out of the other rooms and charged them. Zoe yelped as she leapt out of the way and allowed to women to run into each other. Luna was fairing pretty well as she had learned some forms of MMA. She gulped when a particularly fierce woman came at her. It was then she noticed these women, weren't quite women. They looked like humans but most had animalistic features to them like claws and teeth. Luna lunged back as the creature swiped at her but she gave her solid kick to the gut sending her back. She turned to see Kim wiping out creature after creature. She then turned to see Zoe fairing decently when one of the creatures gave her a solid kick into the wall, knocking the breath out of her. Luna growled as she charged the creature charging her friend. Zoe clenched her eyes closed as she waited but the hit never came. She opened her eyes to see Luna give the creature bone cracking punch to the face. Zoe shuddered as Luna stood protectively in front of her. The creature fighting Kim growled and kicked her back before retreating as all the others followed. Kim ran her hand through her hair as she checked on the girls.

"Are you two okay?" Kim asked scanning over the girls. Luna nodded as Zoe cringed a bit then nodded. Kim gently lifted up her shirt to see slightly defined abs that had some nice bruising on it.

"Good thing your well-built, Zoe," Kim murmured, "otherwise you'd probably have some broken ribs." Zoe nodded as she looked around for Luna. A gasp came from the other room causing both ladies to run in. Kim's eyes widened when she saw the state of the place but widened even more when she saw Luna looking into a glowing chest. Déjà vu hit Kim as she edged forward and looked in. Inside the chest were beautiful bracelets that seemed to whisper to them with a note. Kim grabbed the notes quickly and read it. With wide eyes, Kim looked down into the chest then at the girls before looking around the damaged studio. She looked at Luna and Zoe as she spoke softly,

"It seems Mount Pura is about to get a team of Rangers. We need to find the girls before the invasion begins." Luna and Zoe's eyes widened as she bracelets glowed brightly, whiting out everything.

Hey ya'll this is the replacement fic for Rescuers until the inspiration comes back. With that being said, this fic will be fun with the fact this is an all-female team. There are no males and that will be explained later I promise. For those that know their Greek mythology the names I used may give way to why there is only females on this team. Now onto the contest. The rules:

1. Have fun and be original.

2. The ethnicities must match up with their rangers. Like my OC is gold and she is linked with Cleopatra. My OC is part Egyptian. They don't have to be full on whatever color you choose.

3. Black and White must be twins as their spirits are twins. Silver is best friends with Gold.

4. Be detailed please and like I said have fun! PM's only please.

Red is Boudica who is Celtic (taken)

Blue is Catherine the Great who is Russian (taken)

Yellow is Hatshepsut (taken)

Green is Atalanta who is Greek

Pink is Marie Antoinette who is French (taken)

Black is Scathach who is Celtic

White is Aoife who is Celtic

Gold is Cleopatra (taken)

Silver is Joan of Arc who is French

OC Form

Name:

Age (15-18):

Ethnicity:

Sexuality:

Ranger Color:

Faceclaim:

Preferred Clothing:

Personality:

Family: Grandma- Mollie McVeigh, Grandfather- Collin McVeigh

Backstory:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Fears:

Other:

Alright now that that is out of the way, I'll give my OC as an example for ya'll.

Name: Tiye McVeigh (pronounced tye)

Age (15-18): 17

Ethnicity: Scottish/Egyptian

Sexuality: Straight

Ranger Color: Gold

Faceclaim: Malia Manuel

Preferred Clothing: Tiye has on a gold racerback with a white and gold Aztec print breast pocket on the right side with slightly destroyed skinny jeans that have the cuffs rolled up a bit. She has this paired with gold Converse that have a white trim.

Personality: Tiye is quiet yet observant. She is kind to a point but when you start to take advantage of that she shuts you out. She is weary of strangers and prefers not to talk to them, her best friend (the silver ranger) often talking for her.

Family: Grandma- Mollie McVeigh, Grandfather- Collin McVeigh

Backstory: Tiye had everything or so she thought. When she was 10 years old, her parents dropped her off at her grandparent's home while they went on a business trip. Or that's what they told her anyways. They were only supposed to be gone for a week so when the week was up she turned to her grandmother, Mollie, asking where they were. She asked for a month straight when it dawned on her they weren't coming back. She withdrew from everyone as she thought that them leaving her was her fault. It wasn't until Tiye turned 14 that she opened more toward her grandparents. That same school year she met her best friend or would be her best friend. It took that entire year for her to befriend her but now the two are inseparable.

Likes: being outdoors and being with her best friend

Dislikes: crowded places, chatty people and liars

Fears: being left by the only person she trusts

Other: Tiye suffers from depression