Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers. All I own are some beaten old VCR tapes of MMPR. And those are old and grainy...

I miss the 90s :(

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Oppression

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Maya glared at the... things standing across from her with as much anger that she could muster. How dare they... How dare they do this to them, her! Who were these men to think that they were her better?

In the rational part of her mind, Maya knew that these men (if they could be called that) thought themselves superior to herself and her people, merely because they possessed more "technologically advanced inventions" than her native people. Their insolence was almost enough to make her snort.

How could those creatures be more advanced then the Mirinoians, when they never listened to their surroundings? Those men cared not for what their actions effected, only if they got their desired results. They disgusted Maya, them and their impudence.

These men, they had been taking advantage of her people since they had met with the elders a few weeks ago. It seemed weird to her that the elders would allow this abuse to happen – she'd seen girls being hurt, men being stoned, and the elderly starved in the time since the aliens' arrival – and the lack of action concerned her. Or at least it did, until Maya realized a very important fact.

The elders were dead.

Now, Maya was pretty sure that most of the other adults on Mirinoi realized this as well, which was probably the reason why so many skirmishes between themselves and the aliens occurred. It also answered why most of the children just seemed to up and disappear.

Nobody was safe. Not even the children and women.

Especially not the children and the women.

Maya would not show the men weakness though, she knew that she'd be in far more trouble if she did. Instead, she was glaring at them, not so subtly challenging them.

Baring her teeth, Maya relied on her natural instincts to help her. She needed only to distracted the men so that the animals behind her could get away – something she knew they'd do at the first chance they got.

So, Maya snarled and launched herself at the men, carefully allowing room for the woodland critters to leave. She threw her heart and soul into the attack, not even wincing when the men tased her.

She only flinched when her arm was captured and bent at such an angle that she actually heard the snap. After that happened, she fell to the ground in pain, feeling tears prick at her eyes as she heard the men's laughter.

One day, one day she'd have enough strength to make them leave.

And then she'd be the one laughing.

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A/N: Okay, maybe it's just me, but I definitely feel like Maya should just break out into "Colors of the Wind" during this drabble. She seems to be a lot like Pocahontas. See you around Space-cadets, and remember, revenge is best served with maniacal laughter.