Out in the depths of space, a group of 6 small transport ships moved in convoy towards one of the 5 colonies, the Saris Colony. On board the lead ship, the pilot was sat in his seat wearing a red uniform, awaiting a transmission from the Colony. Moments later, he received the transmission, a young woman's voice could be heard on the end.

"This is the Saris Colony calling to transport Astra C-12, come in Astra C-12, please confirm your ID codes."

The pilot chuckled. 'Is there really any need for all this security? I've been telling 'em for years, it's just a supply run. Nothing's likely to go wrong...' he wondered. He pressed a button on the control panel in front of him, activating the communication unit of his transport. "Saris Colony, this is Astra C-12. I'm now sending you the codes for my ship, C-12, as well as the other ships in my convoy, ships C-13 to C-17. We'll stop here until you give us permission to enter." He replied, turning off the Comm unit, pressing another button that sent the stop signal to the ships in his convoy.

Meanwhile, some distance away, a small ship, some kind of fighter, lay motionless, watching the convoy. Inside, a shadowy figure in a black uniform with dark blue edges sat in the cockpit. 'Hmm... Everything seems fine to me...' he thought. Continuing to watch the convoy, he saw them slowly starting to move again. "Their ID codes checked out, naturally. Time to hitch a ride!" he muttered, activating the engines on his fighter. 'As long as I don't go too fast, they shouldn't detect me. Better hurry.' He thought. Slowly, the ship sped away towards the convoy...

On the Colony itself, the young woman that had been talking with the convoy was still sat at her console. She was only 17 and already she was in a high role in the Colony. Although she was the head communications officer on Saris, her actual job was Chief Medic. Although she often wondered why they'd take her away from her unit and her duties, she was glad for the break from time to time. Being a Medic was a challenging role; especially being in charge of all the other Medics.

She looked and sounded as young as she was. She was of average height for a girl and had a slim build. She had shoulder length light blue hair and gentle blue eyes, which contrasted well against her pale complexion. She was quite shy and didn't always speak with confidence, but people knew they could trust her, which helped earn her the Chief Medic position.

A man dressed in a jet black military uniform walked up to her. He spoke with a calm, caring voice. "Have they arrived yet, Officer Mirke?"

She swiveled around on her chair to face him. "C-c-commander Carson! They are docking now."

Commander Carson was a giant of a man, tall and built like a tank, with short, jet black hair, a moustache and brown eyes. Everything about his presence demanded respect, and his warm and caring yet down-to-business personality ensured he got it.

He nodded. "Good. I've asked some of the security teams to watch over the transfer of supplies as always, but everything should be fine. Regardless, Officer Mirke, I'm relieving you of your post. Come with me."

She couldn't help looking surprised. "R-relieving me? Have I done something wrong Sir?"

He shook his head and put his hand on her shoulder. "Relax, Helena. Everything is fine, trust me. Come along now."

She nodded, stood up and both of them walked across the room to the lifts. They both entered and he pressed one of the buttons. The lift closed and off they went...

In the Colonies hangar, the transport ships were being directed in to land. Just outside the Colony, by the hangar doors, the mysterious fighter ship had managed to attach itself to the metal surface of the Colony, its stealth technology rendering it nearly invisible to the naked eye. Inside, the pilot was preparing to leave; taking his silenced-pistol sidearm and an oxygen mask. Putting on the mask, he pressed a button on the console. The top half of the seat folded back, revealing a covered hole behind that angled upwards.

The sounds of the air decompressing could be heard and the hole opened, leaving a small crawl hole leading outside to the top of the ship. 'Time to get down to business!' he thought, climbing out, grabbing onto the ship as he was leaving to avoid floating away. Pressing a button, the hatch shut over again. Looking towards the surface of the Colony, he pushed himself in that direction, hugging against the outside surface. He started moving along the outside, away from the hangar door, looking for an alternate way in.

A couple of minutes later, he found what he was looking for; a waste disposal opening. He looked at the digital watch on his wrist. 'Any second now…' Just as he was thinking about it, the hatch opened and a few waste disposal bags floated off towards the remains of Earth. He chuckled. 'Can't help but laugh – Earth's gone and people are still dumping rubbish there.'

Looking into the hatch, it seemed that nothing else was coming. Looking around to ensure he couldn't be seen, he floated into the hatch. The door shut behind him, leaving him in darkness. He also fell to the floor, the gravity returning to normal. "Ouch!" he yelled as he hit the floor, butt first. "So much for being quiet…" he muttered to himself.

He reached for a small torch attached to his utility belt. Switching it on, he was able to look around the shaft. It was a thin passage and fairly low, but there was enough room for him to stand comfortably in it. Walking forward a few feet, he saw that the shaft suddenly went upwards at a steep angle. 'Shoot!' he thought. 'There's no way I can climb this now the gravity's kicked in. The hatch wouldn't be open for long enough to get all the way up, either...'

Realizing that trying to get into the Colony through the hatch would be pointless, he started looking around the walls for other ways out. A few moments later, he saw something. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a loose panel. He grinned. "Piece of cake!" he whispered, pulling the panel away. Crawling inside, he came out into a service tunnel. Dim red lights lit the area, so he turned off his torch, not wanting to give himself away. He cautiously began to examine the area.

Suddenly the emergency lights started flashing and the alarms started blaring. 'What?!' he wondered, listening out for any loudspeaker messages.

He wasn't disappointed as seconds later, a man with a gruff sounding voice spoke. "All security teams! Head to the Hanger. Intruder confirmed! Repeat, all security teams, head to the Hangar! All civilian workers evacuate the area immediately and wait for further instructions!"

A worried look broke out on the young man's face. 'Have they found me out already?!' There was no chance of turning back now. "Dammit!" he hissed, running down the tunnel. If nothing else, at least the alarms stopped anyone hearing his movement...

On another Colony, the Astra colony, there was also a lot of panic. A young woman was running down a corridor. She wore a uniform similar to the shadowy figure that, although she didn't know it, was on the Saris Colony, only instead of having blue trims, hers were red. She was a bit taller than the average 19 year old, with a tanned complexion, brown hair and brown eyes and an athletic build.

She came to a door, a plaque by the side of it reading "Briefing Room" confirmed that this was the one she was looking for. Pressing the button for the door, it slid open, revealing a room full of chairs and tables in a semicircle around an electronic board.

Inside, a Commander in similar uniform to Commander Carson was standing by the board. "You called, Commander Kasus?"

Commander Kasus was similar in build to Commander Carson, except he had spiky brown hair, sharp blue eyes and was significantly younger. "Alice, welcome. Yes. We've received word from C-12. One of the transport pilots has been killed, apparently by an assassin."

Alice's eyes widened in shock. Nothing like this had ever happened before. Kasus shook his head. "It gets worse. They gave me a description of the attacker and it sounds a lot like..." he paused and checked that the door was shut up entirely. "...Like the Ranger powers that we had designed for you. Except this was a Yellow Ranger."

"What?!" Alice exclaimed. "That's impossible, isn't it?"

Kasus shrugged his shoulders. "I can honestly say I don't know, but either way, I don't like this at all. That technology is highly classified. But... If they DO have Ranger powers, then we have to take into account that the other Colonies may have developed them too."

Alice shook her head. "That means someone else has betrayed us, right?" she asked.

Kasus gave no physical reaction. "There's no real way of knowing that. It's entirely possible, but let's not think about that right now. I want you to get over there and find out what's going on." He reached into his jacket and pulled out a black wrist Morpher with a grey keypad, an internal microphone and "A.S.F." written on the side in red writing.

"I'm sure you recognize this from your training. This is your Battle Morpher. Take it with you." He reached out his hand with the Morpher in it.

She took it and held it up in front of her eyes. "Is it still tuned into my voice?" she asked.

He nodded. "Yes, it'll activate to the call of Battle Morpher, Online!"

Alice chuckled. "That the best R+D could come up with?"

Kasus also chuckled. "Yes. By the way, leave your Astrazord here and take one of our fighters. It's bad enough your leaving with your Morpher; if you really do have to use it, the very least we can do is prevent anyone from knowing we have Zord technology."

Taking the advice in, Alice thought for a moment and nodded. "Very well. I'll head out straight away." She walked up to the door and saluted him. He returned the gesture and then she ran out, heading to the Hangar...

Back on Saris, the shadowy young man had left the service tunnels to head into the air vents. The alarms were still blaring, but whenever he passed an air vent underneath him, he couldn't see anything. Suddenly, he heard the faint sounds of gunfire. He relaxed a little. 'Gunfire? I'm gonna guess that's the intruder that guy mentioned. But if I'm really not the person they're looking for, then that means the intel was right...'

He snapped out of thought as he heard someone running up the corridor below him, and with the increasing sounds of running, the gunfire got louder. Looking down, he saw a yellow figure run past, firing shots from the direction she came from. He was stunned, looking up at the Battle Morpher on his wrist. 'That outfit... It looks really similar to my Ranger powers! How is that possible?'

Without warning, a large beam of yellow energy suddenly flooded the hall below him. A massive explosion could be heard at the far end of the corridor, the sheer force rocking the vents he was in. After a few seconds, the dust cleared. Even worse, no gunfire could be heard. 'What's going on here?' he thought. He started quickly moving through the air shafts. If he could move fast enough, he might be able to cut her off up ahead. He needed answers.

Meanwhile, Alice had found a suitable fighter and launched, heading towards Saris. Something was horribly wrong; she could feel it deep down within herself. 'I have to hurry!' she thought. Suddenly, 2 large laser blasts passed in front of her and the attack warning alarms went off. She was under attack!

She looked around and saw what had fired at her. Her eyes widened. "It looks like my Astrazord! Only it's slightly bigger..." The large ship passed in front of her. It was black all over and it slightly reminded her of some kind of bomber. Flashes of black light emerged from the ship as it transformed into a more humanoid-like machine. "What?!" she cried. "That looks like the Astrazord Battle Mode! This isn't possible!"

The black robot charged at her, trying to punch at her. She was able to dodge, but it was fast on her tail. She knew she couldn't evade something like that in a wimpy little fighter like the one she was in. She needed a battle plan; fast!

Within Saris, the mysterious Yellow Ranger was still running around. Running around a corner, she bumped into a young teenage girl, knocking her to the floor, her head banging against the wall, knocking her unconscious. Looking at the girl, the Yellow Ranger noticed the Pink Battle Morpher on her wrist. "So it's been distributed already? Guess I'll have to take care of you too." The Ranger whispered, raising her yellow sniper rifle at the young woman.

"Game over!" she cried...