Disclaimer: I don't own the Power Rangers, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory or Charlie and the Chocolate factory. I don't own the last name of Drake either, I think it belongs to Shirley Chong. But I'm not sure.

Zordon and the Power Chamber

By

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

Chapter Ten: Golden Morpher Number Four

Trent ran into the hut...mansion...whatever...hands still on his ears. "You guys won't believe what my dad is..."

"We know," Zedd cut him off with a dismissive wave of his hand. "We could hear it from here." He nodded at the couple on the other side of the bed. "Lucky machines were able to short circuit themselves halfway through. I, myself, may have nightmares."

"Did you like the dress?" asked Rita. "It's one of my favorites."

"Why..." but Trent was interrupted by the sound of the television as Zedd clicked it on.

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"This is Circuit again with a winner from the year 3003." The little mechanical owl began doing a jig. "We got two winners here, we got two winners here. The future rules, the past drools, the future rules, the past drools."

"That is enough soldier!" ordered the young man standing near him. "We must have order. We must have discipline."

"Geez, I'm sure glad he's not my big brother. Hunter's bad enough." Blake looked around cautiously before picking up his cell phone. "Hello, Tori? Hunter! Will you stop tapping into my calls already! I'm old enough to date girls without your help!"

Circuit stopped his chanting. "Aw, why does it have to be one of the boring ones?" he complained. In a more monotone voice he continued. "Here is the winner of the fourth golden morpher, Alex Drake."

"At ease, soldier," barked the serious young man.

"I'm not a soldier," countered Circuit. "I'm..." A glare from the former Red Time Force Ranger quickly shut him up.

No one spoke for a minute. Then Alex turned to Circuit. "Well? I thought you were reporting this story."

"Thank the gods," moaned Andros from the bridge of his Megaship Mark 2. "For a second there I thought we had entered into some kind of time sucking wormhole."

"Oh!" exclaimed Circuit. "I thought you didn't want me to...oh never mind." He then continued his interview. "Lieutenant Drake, please tell us how you came upon your morpher."

"Ah, very well," I was patrolling downtown Silver City a few hours ago. I was trying to straighten my head out on a few unresolved issues..." suddenly, his face fell and he fell to his knees. "Jennifer! Why did you leave me for that spoiled rich playboy?"

"Tommy!" cried Kat in empathy. "Why did you leave me for that pink gymnast? Why didn't you stay with me? Wasn't I good enough for you? Didn't I act helpless enough?" She continued to whine and missed hearing the rest of the show.

"And the morpher?" Circuit interposed loudly over the sounds of wailing.

Alex stopped sobbing and started pacing. "Oh, right. Well, I was patrolling near the mall, when I saw it in the window."

"The golden morpher?"

Alex glared at the blue owl. "Why would they have the golden morpher in plain sight like that?" he retorted. "Now, what I was trying to say was...whoa!" He suddenly tripped over a stone and fell down.

"Are you all right?" queried Circuit.

"Come closer," gasped Alex.

"Huh?" Circuit flapped to the ground.

"Look after the others while I'm gone," Alex wheezed. He then closed his eyes.

"Alex?" asked Circuit tentatively. "Wow, he must've hit his head or something. Oh well, we still have that coffin Captain Logan purchased the last time he 'died.'"

"Oh well, I bet he'll at least have a proper military funeral." Sky said as he glanced up from his tattered copy of the SPD manual. "Not like when SPD tossed my dad into a ditch and blamed it on 'budget problems.'"

"Gotcha!' hollered Alex as he leapt back to his feet. "And you thought I was dead."

"Not really," replied Circuit. "You do this every day." He and the other Time Force Rangers were currently trying to get their former leader committed. "Now, if you don't want owl droppings all over your nice pristine uniform, you will continue with how you found the golden morpher."

Alex blinked. "Oh, yeah." He eyed Circuit. "You're not at attention, Soldier!"

"Alex!" scolded Circuit as his turned his backside to him. "Say goodbye to your dignity!"

"Sorry! Force of habit!" Alex quickly acquiesced as the first few droppings fell on his shoulder. "In the toy store window, I saw the figure of the Red Time Force Ranger. It was him. He was laughing, taunting me." Alex was breathing heavily now. "So I bought it just so I could do this to it." He held the action figure by the next and throttled it. "Steal my fiancee will you?" he growled. Then he tossed it to the ground and began stomping on it. "Oh," he paused in mid-stomp, "and the golden morpher was in the box with it." He resumed his stomping.

"Well, there you have it. This is Circuit, signing off." He flew off, not noticing the veiled woman who was providing him with a new action figure to abuse as she whispered to him.