Chapter 1: "Something Wicked"
The figure appeared in a flash of light in front of a musky old building. He stepped quietly towards the door, making everything he passed wither and turn to dust. "Hmm... nice place." He grabbed the door knob, which rusted and fell off the handle. With a swift movement, he kicked it down, however, it was reduced to ashes before it hit the floor. A sudden flurry of movement from the upstairs and shouting caused him to look up. "Ah... so there you are eh?" He took out a small black contraption and fired a small energy bullet. The entire ceiling fell in front of him. There was coughing and screaming. He glared hard into the disappearing dust. A man, with a sweater tied at his neck was on his knees, coughing out dust.
"Ah. So you were hiding in this hole were you?" He pulled him to his feet. "You may have had a change of heart my friend, but you still have a debt to pay up." He gave him a piercing stare. Understanding dawned on him. "You remember nothing then? How bothersome." He threw him down. "How am I supposed to reap my reward now? If he has no memory, my contract is null and void." He angrily spat at the ground.
The man ran over to a woman, who was currently unconcious. "Magiel... Magiel!" He began sobbing. The figure became irritated again. "Oh quite your whining, she's perfectly fine." He took a final look at him and then at the woman, Magiel. With a flck of his wrist, the woman vanished. In her place was a cat whose fur was a mixture of crimson and gold. The man looked horrorstruck.
The figure looked bemused. "Don't worry. she'll be my pet until you do as I say however." He laughed in a high voice.
The man nodded. "What do you want me to do...?" He was looking at the figure, sweat dripping from his head. The figure eyed him curiously. "I suppose introductions need to be redone." He walked back towards the door. The small cat followed him. "I am known throughout the galaxy as Graver. At least, that's what I go by when I perform my job." He touched the wall, which instantly crumbled. "I'm a bounty hunter by trade. I specialize in doing in do-gooders. Just ask Zordon. He had to use his full powers to seal me away with the aide of those pathetic Alien Rangers from Aquitar." He looked up at the man, who was clearly confused.
"But that's water under the bridge... for now." He gazed deep into the man's eyes. "And my last request was by you... or rather the former you." He took one last look at him and opened a hole in the middle of supposed nowhere.
"Come to the Angel Grove Botany Greenhouse. I promise your wife will be returned to you."
He laughed, his voice full of vindiction.