Not So Fantastico

Author Note: Hello ladies, gentleman, and all the in between! Pooffoop1 here with her 5th Power Ranger: Samurai adventure. Now, if you haven't read the books before this by me, Jayden and Emily are a couple and have defeated Decker and Dayu by making them both human. (See Destiny for Three.) Those of you who have read them, thanks! This speaks a little of what has happened, but it's not a direct connection. HOWEVER, this story is about Wesley, whom I imaged before Unexpected Arrival. (See Old Buddy.) This is where Antonio comes into the picture, claiming to be The Gold Ranger. Now, I'll shut up so you can read.

"Which one of you slowpokes wants to take me on?" Wesely challenged to his team as they filed into the Dojo.

"I'll do it," Emily grinned to her playful teammate as she tied her belt.

The two grabbed two training swords and began. Wesley was the team's first Gold Ranger, and living up to please them. After his shattered past with Jayden by anger and jealously on his part, he pleased them in the ways of being a samurai and loyalty.

Their two swords clashed as they pressed against each other. Emily kicked upward with her knee, thus making him fall to his knees. She gasped and offered him her hand.

"Are you okay?" she asked in worry she'd hurt her friend.

"I..." Wesley began, but stopped as he whirled on his feet, pulled Emily sideways in his arms, and put his sword point to her throat, "am now."

She grinned before jerking up lower body upward and wrapping her legs around his neck. The two crashed to the ground in a heap.

"Jayden! Emily!" Jayden gasped, leaving Mia to kneel by their side, "are you guys okay?"

Their response was pulling him over, Wesley putting him in a headlock and Emily falling over him. The two burst into a fit of laughter, and Jayden joined in. But their joyful moment ended when the GAP sensor went off. The team leapt to their feet and raced out of the door.

A really gross Nilock was attacking the people. He was a puss color on his upper body and a sickly green on his lower half. His eye sockets were hollow except for the left glowing blue and the right glowing yellow. His mouth had one rotten tooth and his ears were shriveled gray. (EW!)

"Samurai Rangers," he chuckled in a voice of trash and gravel, "I've been waiting for you."

"It's time to bring you down," Jayden growled in response.

"Because nobody messes with our town," Wesley added on in a snarl.

"Go, go Samurai!" all six cried, transforming into their suits.

Kevin and Mike charged in first. The monster suddenly shaped into a lady with wrinkles and matty white hair with dandruff. Mike repulsed and backed up and disgust.

"Ugh, that's nasty!" he cried.

A blue and yellow ray of power sent im tumbling. Before he could aid his friend, Kevin saw a slob with too much weight recklessly eating unearthly things while screaming at a TV. He took a step back in distaste. That gave the monster a chance to send him flying.

"What's he doing?" Emily wondered, not seeing these things.

"I don't know," Mia replied, "it's so weird."

"Let's go," Jayden commanded, "don't lose focus."

Mia charged in next. The beast suddenly looked like a big, smelly hotshot bragging to the press. She narrowed her eyes and turned away in distaste. She was suddenly in the pile of Mike and Kevin.

"Mia!" Emily cried.

She took a slice at his beefy neck. He suddenly formed into a reckless man with wounds and a gun. She squeaked in disgust and horror before she was sent backwards in a pile.

"Emily!" Jayden cried. If looks could kill, the monster would have been done for.

The Red Ranger knocked the monster about like mad, but he formed into his old doll that had wound up in flames, he was down. Wesley snarled at the chuckling beast.

"Nobody treats my friends like that," he growled, lunging.

He anticipated a trick, so he relied on smell and ear only on his attack. His eyes were shut tight. But when the funky smell of his Mia's PB+J omelet reached his nose, he about passed out. That gave the Nilock a chance to add him into the moaning pile.

"Might as well go down as a team," he chuckled, "because nobody can ever beat Porcaz."

Suddenly, a fishing pole swung out of nowhere and smacked Porcaz in the face. He roared as he stumbled back before he was kicked square in the chest. The form of Antonio jumped in front of the team and slashed out with his Barracuda Blades with lightning speed.

"I'm all dried out," Porcaz spat, "but I will return, Rangers. And you better watch your back, Goldie."

With that, he vanished. Now that he wasn't moving, they saw he was wearing a gold suit almost just like Wesley's. Only the helmet symbol was different; Wesley's was four little triangles on all corners of a rectangle. Antonio looked at them and helped them up.

"Finally," he grinned behind his helmet, "I have arrived!"

"Who are you?" Kevin asked him.

"I'm Antonio Garcia," he claimed, striking a pose with his fishing pole, "The Gold Ranger."