Bart arrived to find a group of the stone statues causing mayhem. He immediately kicked one of them on his bike, and was surprised to find how easily they could be knocked over. Three of the stone statues rushed him as he stopped. He kicked the one to his left and dodged the other two as he got off his bike and opened the compartment beneath his seat. The two standing stone men rushed Bart again as he pulled out a pair of blasters and started shooting them. The monsters were repelled easily, and Bart could see off in the corner, a few policemen getting swarmed by the stone men. He quickly aimed his blasters at the monsters swarming the police and fired a few shots, disintegrating them.

Before the officers could look over to see their savior, Goldar appeared and toss a few of them off to the side. "So, we meet again, Rider."

Bart turned the voice distorter on before he spoke, "Let me guess, you caught my scent?" Bart joked as he decided to go along with the 'Rider' comment.

Goldar smiled, "You're the only warrior on Earth who..." he was interrupted by the sound of five people garbed in what appeared black leather, white spandex, and varying colors of plastic that formed light armor. Each person had an emblem on their chest that showed some sort of pre-historic animal; the red one had a tyrannosaurus, blue a triceratops, black a mastodon, yellow a sabertooth tiger, and pink a pterodactyl. Their helmets also seemed to reflect their respective animals, "The Power Rangers," Goldar muttered under his breath.

"Give it up, Goldar!" the Red Ranger demanded as Goldar entered a fighting stance.

"You guys handle Goldilocks, I'll take care of the statues," Bart declared as he pulled his Drive out from his jacket pocket.

"Putties," the Blue Ranger told him, "They… they're called putties."

"Nice to know," Bart dialed the numbers on his phone and activated the device before the Blue Ranger could ask any questions. The putties entered an attack stance as the Rangers engaged Goldar, "Well, then, let's get started," Bart stated as the putties attacked. Each putty was easily tossed aside with a single kick from Bart as he maneuvered around each of them. He almost felt sorry for them, but guessed that they weren't sentient, given how easily he could fool them into knocking each other down.

After a few more blows, the putties dissolved as Bart pressed a button on the bottom of his Driver and pulled the device off, returning him to normal. He looked over toward the Rangers, who were off in the distance, apparently engaging a giant Goldar in battle by using a giant robot of their own. A sword materialized in the robot's hand as Goldar fled the scene, vowing to return. Bart headed back to his bike when he heard the sound of the Blue Ranger's voice, "Wait!" Bart stopped and turned around, "Who are you?"

Bart looked at him, "Just a Rider passing through," he declared as he got on his bike and drove off.

Bart jumped onto his bed, exhausted from the recent battle. He looked over to the nightstand on his right and picked up a piece of paper on it. It was a letter he received from his father a year ago. He sank back into his bed as he remembered the night he received the package that came with the letter.

It was raining on that night as he came home from the store. He immediately noticed the large, light brown package inside the mailbox outside the gate and quickly snatched it. Inside was a letter addressed to Bart with no return address and a series of blueprints. He immediately ran to his room to read it:

'Son, if you are reading this it means I'm gone. Please don't try looking for me. I left to keep you safe from a group of people who want to get their hands on the device in the blueprints I have entrusted to you. It's called the Phi Phone, a device that is apparently run on what scientists call 'rift energy' and uses something referred as a 'bio-electrical field that somehow binds all life together'. Keep it safe and make sure it does not fall into the hands of a group of people identified only by the initials 'CI'. Be safe, and know that I love you.'

Bart, obviously, disregarded his father's wishes, having created Alpha, who started out as a simple search algorithm, and somehow evolved, most likely with the help of someone who he suspected worked with his dad and was providing him with the equipment necessary to create everything he had in his workshop, to search for any clues regarding this 'CI', yet he hadn't found anything of use yet. Despite the sense of hopelessness, however, Bart felt he was closer than ever to discovering the secret behind this 'CI' group and why his father disappeared.

The next day at school, everyone was talking about the giant robot that protected the city last night. Bart hadn't heard anything about himself, until he heard Bulk and Skull talking.

"You know, maybe we should start up a Ranger fan club," Skull began, obviously proud of the idea he came up with, "And ask for an entry fee..."

Bulk stopped him, "Actually, I heard from a friend of a cousin of a niece of a brother of a roommate of an uncle that these 'Power Rangers' only took down the big gold guy. There was an entire army of those freaky stone guys, and they were defeated by one man," Bulk held up his index finger and paused for effect, "Now, do we want to start a club for a group who fought one guy, or one guy who defeated an army?" Skull nodded vigorously, "First, we need proof that this man."

Bart felt that this might pose a bit of a problem for him, but, giving Bulk and Skull's demeanor, they wouldn't find anything. With that thought, he walked off toward his next class.