Wyatt ran with break necks speedstowards the front of the house where the blood curdling sound originated. Wyatt was able to ignore the damage done to the house once he realised his friends could have been killed.
Lyle, on the other hand, made a slight detour and grabbed the shotgun his father kept in this room behind the pile of clothes in the closet. If whatever that thing was hurt or even killed his friend, he would make sure that it didn't happen to him or Wyatt. Not to mention what the thing did to his home.
Wyatt burst through the door, Lyle only steps behind. The goliathan creature was hurling itself towards the ground towards….a Power Ranger! The Ranger was laid flat in a crater that was still smoking from the impact. As the creature's spike fists rained down on him, he just managed to move out of the way before his strike connected.
The creature's attack created another tremor that shook Wyatt and Lyle. "So this thing was to cause of those earthquakes…" Wyatt whispered to himself. Lyle couldn't balance the gun properly due to the ground shaking and was trying his best to not accidentally shoot himself, Wyatt, or the Ranger.
Wyatt reached out and helped him without even needing to look. "I think we have enough problems as is without you shooting one of us."
Lyle merely stared at the creature, unresponsive. What happened to Dante?
Dante could see Wyatt and Lyle staring on in amazement at what was most likely their first time seeing a Power Ranger fight…. Well, anything. Especially a demonic kaiju. But he couldn't afford to be distracted at this point. For the safety of his friends, he had to focus on the fight.
He snatched his Power Blaster from his side and began to let loose a volley of energy blast that swarmed Thunderon; his inability to react to the light-speed blasts was just the opening Dante needed. He knew his battle ax would be unable to serve the final blow to the monster. So, he opted for another weapon. He drew the Dragon coin he kept within the handle of the ax before seemingly crushing it in his hand. Emerald power washed over him as he now donned the Dragon Shield.
With speeds granted a significant boon by the armor, he moved towards Thunderon with speeds surpassing the blast themselves before he sank the Dragon Sword into the monster's chest. Green energy spewed from his chest through his back like a torrent.
Thunderon yelled and finally groaned in pain as he fell to the ground and began to disappear in a huff of black smoke. "It's….over?" Dante whispered in slight surprise. The Dragon Sword and Shield were not to be underestimated. Now wonder Tommy loved them so much.
He grasped at the center plate of the armor as it and the dagger once again took the form of energy and drew itself into Dante's gloved hand, forming the coin that he reinserted into the base of the ax.
He saw Lyle and Wyatt slowly approaching. "Uh, excuse me sir, do you know where our friend is?" Wyatt tried to sound as respectful as possible to a Ranger. His dad was once, after all and he raised him to respect the uniform. Whatever color it may be.
Lyle was still holding his shotgun. Yet he was standing perfectly still, like he was stuck in a trance. His mom always waxed poetic about the Power Rangers, her adventures with them and how many lives they saved. But to see one in person? It almost sent a shiver down his spine. He felt like a kid meeting Superman.
Dante spoke, his voice modulator hiding his true identity from his friends. "He shoudn't be far from here. Rest assured I will find him and he will be returned home safely. And don't worry about the house. I will make sure all damages are compensated for the Monster Reconstruction department. That way, you won't have to wait for the insurance to come out." Dante pulled a small sphere from his holster and handed it to Wyatt. "Here, this should generate a force-field until the crew arrives."
"Thanks." Wyatt said.
Dante turned to leave before Wyatt stopped him. "Hey, uh… Mr. Black Ranger?" Wyatt said weakly as he held his hand out signaling him to stop. Dante stopped and turned towards him. Wyatt gulped at the sudden attention. "Did you know my father? His name was Billy Cranston."
Dante winced inwardly at the question. Billy was Adam's best friend in the Power Rangers and he knew where this question was headed. His father died two years ago under mysterious circumstances. Even he didn't know what happened. "I didn't know him personally. But my predecessor assured me he was one of the best men he had ever known. Both as a brother in arms and as a friend. It seems he's passed on those traits to his son." Dante spoke finally before teleporting away.
Wyatt couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at the Ranger's kind words about his father. But that didn't change the fact that he's gone now and Wyatt still doesn't know what happened. He turned towards Lyle who was still staring off. "Uhhh. Dude?" Wyatt asked.
"Huh, oh! Yeah! Wha-what you need?" Lyle said, trying to regain his composure. "What about your house?" Wyatt chuckled.
"Oh, it's fine. The guy said he had people who would pay for it. So it's all good."
Wyatt just nodded in agreement. "Should I stay here? I mean you do have a giant hole in your house. Add that to the fact of whose house it is, and I think you may have a slight problem with sticky fingers that may be around."
Lyle brandished his shotgun. "Let 'em try. Second amendment, baby."
Wyatt sighed, before pulling out the force field sphere. "Here, bro. Don't want you going to jail or getting killed over this. You can stay at my place." Wyatt, pressed the button before throwing it at the house. Sure enough, a giant blue forcefield manifested itself over the house.
"How do you know how to use those things?" Lyle asked.
"My dad taught me." Wyatt said in an almost grim tone as he stared at the translucent barrier.