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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer and the associated concepts, settings & characters or Power Ranges and the associated concepts, settings & characters. I only own my OCs and ideas.

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Go Go Slayer Rangers – Episode Three: Golden Promises

By Celgress

Sunnydale High School mid-November, afternoon

Giles sipped his hot teat then discarded another useless book. A sad haphazardly stocked pile of which lay at Giles' feet, he'd been researching the children's latest problem for over two weeks. Thus far he had nothing to show for his efforts expect a splitting headache and a bad case of insomnia. It was a Saturday yet here he sat in the school library pouring over his dusty old books. Hell he'd even unsuccessfully tried sampling the infernal internet for possible helpful information. With an uncharacteristic burst of anger Giles threw one of his previously cherished books across the room.

"Not having much luck eh watcher man?" A short stocky man wearing a broad brimmed leather hat and matching coat who had seemingly appeared out of thin air said approaching Giles' desk.

"How did you?" Giles said startled by the man's sudden inexplicable appearance.

"I have my ways, names' Whistler by the way." Whistler said extending his right hand. "I'm here to help."

"I seriously doubt you or anyone else can help with my current dilemma." Giles said ignoring Whistler's friendly gesture.

"Don't be so sure there Rupert." Whistler said. "You feel useless unable to guide your charges as in the past, am I right?"

Giles looked at his guest a puzzled expression on his face. "You're not from the Watchers Council are you? What exactly are you Whistler?"

"A representative of the Powers That Be," Whistler said reaching into his pocket and producing a shimmer gold power coin along with a gleaming red capsule. "This coin grants the power this pill grants the knowledge required to properly use that power and instruct others in it's use. The first you wear the second you ingest." Giles' expression a mix of skepticism and trepidation at Whistler's words, "you're thinking should I trust this guy or should I toss him out on his ass? Am I right?"

"Yes," Giles said softly.

"Want to be the Gold Ranger trainer and mentor of the Power Rangers or not, choose wisely. Something is coming bigger and darker than those kids have ever faced, don't sit this one out Giles. Believe me you'll never forgive yourself if you do. Also this is a onetime offer, no second chances." Whistler said placing the red pill atop of the power coin which he sat on Giles' desk. "Oh I almost forgot." Whistler slapped his forehead after turning around to leave. Reaching into another pocket he produced a second golden power coin near identical to the first, placing it on the counter alongside the first Whistler turned again to leave.

"W-wait who is the second power coin intended for?" Giles puzzled calling after Whistler.

"A friend, a partner of sorts who could become much more in this life if you play your cards right Rupert. When the time is right you'll recognize the person who is destined to become the Purple Ranger, trust me." Whistler said before vanishing.

Giles once again sat alone at his desk spying the pill and accompanying coin. Internally he carefully debated his next move. Haunted by Whistler's direr warning Giles made his choice rather quickly. Downing the red pill with a large gulp of tea Giles fell off his stool his body shaking violently. Clutching his throbbing head Giles rolled around on the floor screaming in agony. A full five minutes later the pain dissipated and Giles' mind was filled with images, text and concepts he had previously been totally unfamiliar with. He'd instantly become a walking encyclopedia of all things Power Ranger related; from proper fighting techniques, to weapons, to armored form specs, zords, exact. Giles smiled getting unsteadily back on his feet. He was useful again. He couldn't have been happier. Glancing at his power coin Giles' mind amended no he was better than useful he was essential. The only remaining question was who would be his partner and help him guide the youngster in their new lives? Who would become the Purple Ranger?

Outside the Bronze, night

"Slaying vampires is a blast." Pink Ranger said staking her fourth vampire in under two minutes. "Why did Buffy never mention how much fun beating up undead punks is?"

"Because I think she never found in fun," Blue Ranger said dispatching his third vampire in a row. "Back when Buffy was the Slayer dusting vamps was her secret duty not an enjoyable pastime."

"I should have known, little Ms. Doom and Gloom." Pink Ranger said rolling her eyes beneath her helmet.

"Hey Buffy's had it hard." Blue Ranger protested after evening the score with Pink Ranger. "There was only one of her, well two if you count Angel, but most of the time she was on her own unlike us."

"Excuse me I forgot you still carry a torch for Buffy." Pink Ranger said back flipping away from a charging vampire. "Now that Angel is human I'd estimate you've got zero chance with her. You do know that, right?"

"Thanks for reminding me." Blue Ranger said killing his fifth vampire. The remaining undead scurrying off like the vermin they were.

"Don't mention it partner, that's what friend are for." Pink Ranger verbally jabbed. Blue Ranger groaned.

"The Anointed One and Absalom will have your colorful hides for this and every other indignity you have foisted upon us. We the chosen of Aurelius shall decorate our abode with your drained corpses. Mark my words rangers we will prevail." A female vampire hissed making her escape.

"Big words coward," Pink Ranger shouted after the retreating vampiress and her follows.

"I really wish Buffy or Angel had slain Absalom or the Annoying One when she had the chance." Blue Ranger said.

"C'mon how could they when it was either save us from that fire of Absalom accidentally started trying to bring back the Master or dust them." Pink Ranger said.

"Point taken," Blue Ranger said demorphing into Xander. "Let's head inside, listen to some tunes."

"I'd love to, lead the way blue guy." Pink Ranger said demorphing into Cordelia. Xander glared at Cordelia not finding her joke in the least bit funny.

Unobserved by either ranger Spike had closely observed their exchange with the Aurelians from the safety of a nearby rooftop. Things weren't going as Spike had expected at all. Upon his arrival in Sunnydale a month prior he'd been unable to gain full control of the vampires there due to Absalom's rabid devotion to that pintsized terror the Anointed One. If Absalom had been dust when Spike arrived Spike had no doubt he'd have easily eliminated and supplanted the child vampire's authority. Skilled as Spike was he dared not take on the zealot Absalom at least not in a fair fight. Much like with humans madness and religious mania granted vampires a frightening degree of unnatural strength and Absalom possessed both in abundance couple that with his advanced age, of more than four times Spike's own, and Absalom was a force to fear. Now these fancy pants rangers had been thrown into the mix further complicating Spike's unlife. It was enough to make a vampire doubt himself. Quietly Spike slinked off into the shadows to pondering his next move while vowing to somehow heal his love Drusilla.

Inside the Bronze, two hours later

"I got a job." Angel announced proudly to the other rangers minus Oz who was playing on stage with his band.

"That's great news Angel." Willow said excitedly.

"Doing what exactly may I ask?" Xander said an edge of doubt evident in his words.

"Drawing people's portraits at Buffy's mother's gallery," Angel said.

"Wait you're work with my mom?" Buffy said after nearly choking on her drink.

"Working for actually," Angel corrected.

"You my boyfriend is working for my mom," Buffy said slowly letting the thought fully sink in.

"Isn't life grand," Xander joked.

"Put a sock in it Xander." Buffy snapped.

"Angel we should have discussed this before you took the job." Buffy said.

"Why, you insisted I get a job well I did. What is the problem?" Angel said.

"In is the type of job or more exactly where it is located. You're working for my mom Angel that is what I call a pretty big problem in and of itself." Buffy said.

"I don't honestly see why it matters." Angel said finishing his own drink and stuffing his face full of pretzels which had become a favored food of his since regaining his humanity. "Your mom needed a portrait artist I needed a job end of story."

"Not end of story, story has even begun yet." Buffy said.

"Dammit Buffy what do you want from me!?" Angel said. "I'm being responsible like you demanded now you're upset with me!?

"God, Angel please stop being such a baby! This isn't all about you!" Buffy fired back.

"Um guys you're making a scene." Cordelia pointed out noting everyone in the place was staring at Buffy and Angel including the band which had stopped playing.

"Haven't you people seen a couple fight before!" Buffy yelled at everyone.

"I'll see later, bye Buffy." Angel said grabbing his coat and storming away.

"Wait Angel come back!" Buffy called running after him.

Outside Buffy continued chasing Angel. "Angel you can't always run away from problems! You'll have to face them eventually!" Angel ignored her disappearing into the darkness. "Fine be a jerk!" Buffy shouted. Angered beyond belief Buffy headed home.

Inside Buffy's friends were chatting about Buffy and Angel's exit. "Couple of drama queens, I'm just saying." Cordelia said with a talk to the hand type gesture.

"Well no one asked you." Xander said defending Buffy and by unintended extension Angel.

"Whatever," Cordelia said rolling her eyes.

"Hey what happened?" Oz said coming down off stage the band having decided now was good a time as any for an extended break. "What was that all about?" Oz took Angel's vacant seat beside his new girlfriend Willow. Over the past two weeks the pair had become very close and was now inseparable. Being a ranger had done wonders for Willow's confidence level helping her emerge from her shell, although she remained rather shy around most people.

"Buffy and Angel are having issues." Willow said.

"The usual stuff huh?" Oz said.

"If you mean by the usual stuff Buffy hounding Angel over employment bingo," Cordelia said.

"Angel still hasn't found a job?" Oz said raising an eyebrow.

"Oh he found a job alright, just not one Buffy likes." Cordelia said.

"Really," Oz said putting his arm around Willow who snuggled into his embrace.

"Yup, he's working for Buffy's mother Joyce doing portraits." Xander said.

"And Buffy totally lost it when he told us." Cordelia added.

"Fun," Oz said.

Sunken Church

"You promised me the Master's resurrection." The Anointed One raged from his position on the Master's former throne. Dozens of nearby minions watched his antics with a mixture of disbelief and disgust. "Yet you've brought me nothing but ruin."

"The situation has become further complicated by the destruction of our beloved Master's earthly remains my liege." Absalom patiently explained standing before the throne.

"I want results not excuses Absalom." The Anointed One said. "Can you return the Master to life or not?"

"Given present circumstances I must admit I cannot. Resurrecting our beloved Master is beyond my skill." Absalom said crestfallen by his admission.

"Than tell me Absalom what good are you?" The Anointed One demanded.

"I know of one who can call back the spirits of depart vampires and other demons regardless of the state of their physical remains." Absalom stated. "A supremely powerful vampire shaman from Latin America who is called El Diablo Gris or Grey Devil by the locals my liege."

"Interesting," The Anointed One said. "Can you bring me this 'Grey Devil' Absalom?"

"Given sufficient time, I believe I can." Absalom said. "However one does not treat lightly with a vampire as notorious as Grey Devil."

"Meaning," The Anointed One said unimpressed by Absalom's vague warnings.

"To undergo such a long trip from his home land to here in Sunnydale he'll no doubt extract a terrible price from us." Absalom warned. "The Grey Devil does not work for free."

"Can he also help us defeat our new enemies these so called Power Rangers?" The Anointed One asked his eyes aflame with malice.

"I believe he can." Absalom said with conviction.

"Very well, send for this 'Grey Devil' at once." The Anointed One said after a moment of consideration. "Tell him I will meet his price whatever it may be."

"As you wish my liege," Absalom said bowing low before the diminutive tyrant.

Outskirts of Sunnydale, dawn

Ford stopped his motorbike in front of the newly repaired "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign. "Here I am." Ford said surveying his seemingly peaceful surroundings. "I sure hope this place is everything Whistler said it would be. Otherwise my stint as a Power Ranger here might prove rather uneventful. I wonder if Buffy will be happy to see me, only one way to find out." Ford revved up his motorbike and headed into Sunnydale.

To Be Continued