The Last Warriors.

I do not own Power Rangers. It belongs to Saban Brands. I don't own Frank Castle, he belongs to Marvel.

"Italics" = messages.

"Italtics" = thoughts

Note: For fans of Power Rangers. This will have some shoutouts to previous incarnations.

Silver Hills

Two agents arrive in a decent-sized van with the SAS team and look around in the city, it seems clean and eventually come across the Silver Guardians HQ. Agent Hunt and Det. Forrester came out of the car, dressed in brown, knee-length trench-coats and asked one SAS agent, Ross to accompany him.

"Uh, hello. I'm looking for a Wes Collins and a Eric Myers?"

"And who might you be?" said the secretary.

"Lucas Hunt, MI6. This is Det. Forrester, Raventon PD and that is Norman Ross, SAS. We're here to speak with them, it's a bit urgent for their "colored vigilante" case."

"Alright, I'll just set an appoint-"

"Please, ma'am. It's urgent." said Forrester.

"Oh, okay. I'll send it to Cmdr. Collins as fast as I can." replied the secretary.

In a few minutes, two officers came out of the sliding doors from the main offices. There was Eric Myers and Wes Collins, commanding officers of the Silver Guardians.

"Cmdr. Collins, this is Lt. Cmdr. Myers. What can we help you with?"

"I have some info for the "colored vigilante" case. In addition, I'll need your assistance."

"Oh, no..."

"You had an run-in?"

"More like one-sided beatdown." replied Myers.

"I wonder if they have any-"

"Please, don't. That wish may come true and to guess, they'll look much more menacing and this one tidbit: more destructive."

"A walking life-wiper?"

"DON'T SAY IT!" said an worried Wes.

Alpha-7 Lab

The three just teleported back into the lab with the two mercs and then set them down to chairs. However, here's the question: Who can interrogate?

"Does anyone know how to interrogate?"

"Uh... no... the interrogation was always done by an on-loan CIA agent. You?"

"No, Maritza. I wouldn't be good, I would be playing 'bad cop' a lot."

"I'll try." said Catalina.

"Uh... it's not that I doubt you, Catalina. It's just I don't see you as the interrogating type."

"Oh, trust me. I dealt with thugs who were tough to break." responded in a thick accent

"But we're dealing with mercenaries..."

"Mercenaries are just like thugs, except... they're highly armed and well-disciplined."

"Key word: Disciplined. He's not gonna break easy."

"I'll do with what I can."

"Go right ahead." replied Jesse as Catalina as she took the Swiss merc, Rieder into a private interrogation room, set up by Alpha-7.

"Wait, let's look up some info on these two. Use things from their past to influence them and threaten them with turning them over to the authorities."

"You know... that's a good idea. Alpha-7, look up info on the two mercs."

The supercomputer quickly searched up info, it all took about two minutes and it simply presented the dossiers on each of them.

Gregor Yurchak.

5 years of service in the Red Berets; 3 years in the Serb Volunteer Guard; Freelancer;

Interestingly, he never committed any war crimes during the Bosnian War. He just participated in combat missions against Chechen militias.

Simon Rieder.

7 years of service in the Swiss armed forces. It didn't work out for him, he joined up with a private military contractor. Responsible for several war crimes and carrying out an limo bombing on behalf of the local militia.

Alpha Interrogation Room 1

The Swiss mercenary, Rieder slowly woke up in some dark room, the only source of light being a small light in the middle of said room and one other thing, he was on a comfortable chair.

"The hell? Ow... killer headache... what did I do? Wait... I remember devastating an town with several others... Oh, shit! Mr. Sohma!"

"One problem with that... they're dead. Plus, you gave away your employer's name." said an female voice.

"Who the hell are you!"

"That's irrelevant. Plus, you know what I need to know."

"What is that?"

"Tell me."

"What do I need to tell you?" said Rieder, smug.

"You know, trying to act smug isn't going to get you anywhere. Plus, the mercs you were with, easy to kill. The Serb is lucky to be alive, he only got his arm ripped off."

Rieder shuddered immediately and stopped acting smug.

"I guess we can start now."

"What do you need to know?" said a calm Rieder.

"You were supplied with extremely hi-tech weaponry, went with a group of mercs and you just mentioned your employer's name. I think you know what I want."

"Look, Sohma just supplied us with the tech, he oversaw the delivery of the tech to us and... we never met our employer directly. Sohma was his partner, though."

"Details or I cut one of your hands off. I can be as vicious as I need to be. In short, lie to me or your hand being cut off will be the least painful activity of our evening."

"His mainofficeisinKy-" said an panicking Rieder.

"There's something called coherent."

"Okay... he is Tendou Sohma. He is the CEO of Hypervector, Kyoto Branch."

"What is their business? Methods? I need a few things."

"They're mainly in the technological industry: creating new signal technologies, modernized vehicles and from what I heard recently, high technology research and military applications. In addition, they have Neros..."

"Neros?"

"Extremely efficient private army, I seen them in action before, enough to rival modern-day militaries."

"Where is this Sohma?"

"The main office is in Kyoto, Japan. However, there are other branches. One in Brazil, another in UAE and a few others in Western Europe."

"How do you know all this, Rieder?"

"I used to freelance for them... look, don't kill me, I can provide some valuable info!"

"How do we know? For all I know, your Serb buddy might provide us a lot more if he'll wake up."

"WAITWAITWAIT! Look, I can provide more information!"

"Tell me."

Alpha Interrogation Room 2

A dark room, a tied up merc and slowly one starts to wake up...

"The hell? Ow... killer headache... what did I do? Wait... I remember devastating an town with several others... Oh, shit! Mr. Sohma!"

"One problem with that... they're dead. Plus, we know your employer's name." said an female voice.

"Who the hell are you! Wait a minute... you're those Rangers!"

"That's irrelevant. Plus, you know what I need to know."

"What is that?"

"You tell me. Gregor Yurchak."

"!"

"Yea, I looked up your file. Surprisingly, you're not as bad as Rieder."

"Look, I-I-I didn't commit any war crimes."

"It's not that hard to look someone up, especially with an supercomputer. So, if you're pissing your pants, feel free. All in all, I think you're fucked."

"Wh-what you do want?"

"I think you know."

"Look, if you're asking about the hi-tech weaponry, I don't know, I swear! There was an middleman, head of some company."

"We know. We got it from your partner. We might not need you anymore."

"Wa-wa-wait! I have more. The middleman said that when we completed our mission, we would travel to Paris, France to collect our payment and also test out an new weapon..."

"Any more details?"

"That's all I know!"

"We have all the info we have."

"NO! NO! NOO! DON'T CLOSE-"

The door simply shut.

"So, how did it go?" said Jesse who was waiting patiently at a table.

"Well, Rieder spilled a lot of info. Especially about their partner, an CEO named Tendou Sohma. In addition, an highly efficient private army and" said Catalina after coming out of Room 1.

"Yurchak spilled. Pretty similar to what you found out. But there's the connection in Paris, mentioned something about an new weapon. I don't know what exactly it is, but it shouldn't be good." said Maritza.

"We're all going to Paris then?"

"It looks like it. We'll need the entire team on this. But it might take a bit to convince him."

"What should we do with them? The mercs, I mean?" exclaimed Maritza.

"We'll just drop him off at an police station, tied up. They'll know what to do." replied Jesse.

Sword of Khan

"Hmm... I think it is time to send in an commando from Sunburst. Who exactly is available now?" said The Adversary, sitting on this throne. With him were his personal generals, the Four Lights sitting adjacent to him.

One alien, he looked like a blue-skinned humanoid, but with a broader-shaped head and an ceremonial helmet with demonic antlers said

"My emperor. The Sunburst forces are entirely available. But I make one suggestion: Galen Zisa, field commander and the most powerful Alpha Helian on my planet."

"I want to know, what are the limits of Alpha Helians?"

"Well, Alpha Helians' thermal abilities can be tampered with. It can be done with a severe cranial injury or hitting their glands which help regulate their thermal abilities, it makes the process of switching from hot to cold easier to endure."

"I see. We better give him some protective armor."

"Nonsense, Zisa is one of my best, but I'll take your warning to heart."

"Any weapons you recommend?"

"Usually Alpha Helians are armed with Kunatic-Steel Hook Swords and for long-range: A Skybeast Heavy Pistol. We don't need your weaponry, my emperor."

"I want to send Zisa in a few hours. Is it possible, Autarch Sidonis?"

"Understood, my emperor."

"Excellent. That reminds me, I need to Ceph to delay Voron. It doesn't feel right to send him out yet..."

Review.

Well, well. Looks like the Rangers discovered where the mercs' potential employer might be and to add, an weapon-in-testing? Is this an new atomic bomb? Enhanced Armor? Destructive Firearms? Or... something else?

Not only that, but the Adversary is going to send in one of his hand-picked elite fighters to Earth...

Next Stop: Paris.

Criticism is Welcomed.

Rider Paladin: *getting the translator* Okay, this might take awhile.