Chapter 1- who says you don't get second Justin a proud man of 32 had very few regrets in his young life. While he had no regrets giving up being the Blue Turbo Ranger so he could be with his father, he would be lying to himself to say that he did miss the cause and being a defender of peace and justice.
He did, however, have some regrets, most particularly with his son. He did not know where he went wrong with him, he spent countless hours pondering this, saw several psychiatrists that reassure him that it was mere teen rebellion. He shook his head to clear to clear his mind and returned to his work, moments later the intercom buzz.
"Justin Stewart, there is an urgent call for you. I repeat Justin Stewart you have an urgent call."
Sighing he left his workstation and made his way over to the landline.
Due to the nature of his work is highly classified, no one was allowed to carry their phones with them for fear of taking pics and passing information to their rivals. Such apprehended tactics baffled Justin who couldn't imagine taking brides or betrayal.
Reaching the phone he answered it wondering if it was the police about his son latest behavior or his wife.
"This is Justin Stewart."
"Justin Stewart the Blue Turbo Ranger of Earth?" a panicky voice cried out.
Shocked he almost dropped the phone but instead pressed it closer to his ear and whispered.
"Yes, how do you know?"
"Never mind that now. My race is known as Naero and unfortunately, evil has once found itself again approaching your home planet. You and the other Rangers must return to action. But you need…" the phone buzzed with static.
"Hello? Hello? Can you repeat that?"
"More. More Power Rangers, zords, the new threat is great. The Konica-" more static, broke out of the line. Then what Justin could only be described as an alien language was heard before the line went dead.
Damn, Justin thought as he stared at the phone receiver in shock.
Whether this was a prank call or not he needed to take this seriously, the Rangers of old need to be on guard to defend their home from any new or ancient hostile threat.
Ending his side of the call, he started dialing Professor Tommy Oliver's number.
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General Sanyo looked at the forces he was to lead in his attack on Earth, plans were conceived in his twisted dark mind. A cruel smile spread across his hideous features as his hand flex on the weapon he held.
His face turned towards his weapon and much like Saba (White Tiger Ranger's saber) it was alive and thirsty to taste blood.
"Soon, very soon you will strike down all those that stand against us." He told it as he returned his attention to the various forms of the Necrosis denizens and the numerous identical Konicas. He needed to be smart and careful. The Rangers needed to be taken care of first as they alone a the beacon of hope for humanity and he already had a plan in mind, best of all they won't even see it coming.
He erupted in laughter shocking some Necrosis from the sudden noise and… well… he was laughing that was unsettling for a being of his reputation. Some ended up laughing with him, softly at first then gaining confidence when he didn't strike them down. The Konicas stood at attention, never flinching awaiting for their first orders to