Chapter 24: "Ignition to Destiny Pt. 5"
The smoke began to fade as the wind gently pulled it over the battlefield. As it disappated, the figures of both the combatants became visible, with them standing backs turned to each other. The older one, Phénix, dusted himself off and said,
"...As I thought. You don't even come close to my power. Never let the word 'Ace' grace your lips again, or I shall not be as kind." He disappeared in a flurry of red flames as L'Un stood there by himself. Across his chest was a long gash that singed from the intense fire and his opponent's claw. His sword was also snapped in half, the other half sticking out of the ground several feet behind him. Gritting his teeth, he jerked his head upwards and cried out,
"WWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYY????!!!" His eyes narrowed and resembled slits as he thrusted his sword, or what was left of it, into the ground. The island shook with his rage, breaking apart by the foundations. He growled.
"I will have my justice. Even if I have to defile my sacred vow." In a spiral of blue flame, he disappeared, leaving the island in a state of distress.
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Elsewhere, Ashley watched in horror as Andros, while pilotting the Mega Winger, was losing to Sept. Very badly I may add. She looked around wildly, hoping as if by some chance miracle that she could do something. Following soon after, her eyes rested on the axe and sword lying next to the pale children that were once the Beetleborgs. At that particular moment however, a greenish whirlwind bustled in from the north, nearly knocking her over. When she looked up and the sand settled, it became clear exactly what made her lose her focus. There stood a tall figure, with some very unusual characteristics. One of which was his miraculous blue skin. The other most notable feature about him was simply that he had a familiarity and distinct resemblence to Elvis. And his outfit supported that whacked out theory. The clownish figure was carrying a suitcase and had some kind of stereotypical Hawaiian outfit that tourists don when there on vacation. He struck a pose as he announced,
"Ladies, Gentlemen, and everything else in between! Flabber... has entered the building!" Ashley couldn't believe what she was seeing. And for good reason. The figure, now known as Flabber gasped as he noticed the three kids on the floor.
"SLAP ME SILLY AND CALL ME SALLY! KIDS!" He rushed over to them, somehow magically changing his getup while doing it. He held them to his chest as he cried out,
"OH WHY DO THE THE GOOD DIE YOUNG?!" There was grief, sure. But this guy was taking overdramatic to a whole new level. Ashley cleared her voice and said to the estrange newcomer in an inquiring voice,
"Um... who are you?" Flabber snapped his head up and then gasped.
"You're, you're, you're.... a Power Ranger?!" It was obvious stupification on his part to be sure. Of course the ground rumbling underneathe them brought their focus to the two titantic figures above head.
"Andros!" Ashley cried out, now that Sept had pinned theMega Winger down, with his spear aiming for the megazord's cockpit, and thus Andros himself. Flabber, by some quick thinking, waved his hands over the small body of Drew. A golden aura surronded him and flew into the mascara clad mentor. Shaping it, it somehow formed the Astral Sword, one of the Beetleborgs major weapons. And for good reason too. Flabber threw the sword into Ashley's hands and said quickly,
"I don't know what in sam hill is going on, but I'll help you in anyway I can... for the kids' sakes." Ashley grabbed the airborne sword and marveled at it for a moment. Holding it up, she repeats what Flabber says as a feeling of power overcomes her being.
"Roboborg!" Instantly, a gold rhinocerus beetle flew from the center of the sword, surronded by a beam of intense golden light. It's shell split in half, making the posterior portion of the beetle a set of legs, until folding back to the original frame. From the under portion, the arms revealed themselves as the head opened up. Inside was the mechabeetle's head, reminiscent of ranger technology, only sentinel. Walking forward, the giant beetle caught the end of Sept's spear, just as he was about to drive it through the Mega Winger. Surprised only for a moment, Andros took the opportunity to quick of Sept and regained the megazord's stability.
"Hmph. More annoying interference... I'll have to get rid of you both at the same TIME!" With that said, he twirled his spear in his hand, creating a cyclone of sorts. The only thing was that a strange blue flame circled him as he drew more power in. Roboborg, in his infinite wisdom, spoke seriously to Andros.
"Red ranger, transfer your power to me. I'll stop this madness!" Andros, lacking a better idea at the moment, says with agreement,
"You got it. All primary power set to go!" After glowing orange for a minute, a beam of power shot forth from the megazord, hitting the mechabeetle head on. The villan made a step to move forward as Roboborg drew his sword, which was emitting a white glow. Spinning in the exact opposite direction, Roboborg and Sept's attacks clashed, resulting in a large shockwave that blew down nearly the entire forest and Hillhurst at once. Unfortunately, the force of the attack was so great that a vacuum had been created. Sucking in the two, Roboborg held onto Sept as they disappeared into the space portal as he cried out,
"Take my lifeforce! Restore... restore the others!"
"ROBOBORG!" cried out both Ashley and Andros, as the mechabeetle and the pale warrior disappeared, gone forever. On the ground, color returned to the faces of the Beetleborgs as the spell was broken thanks to his sacrifice. As this was happening, the other rangers regained conciousness, much to the relief of their fellow rangers.
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Meanwhile, on the dark side of the moon, Queen Reine held her hand out as three balls of light appeared from earth. Shaping themselves, they contructed the Nine, Eight, and Seven of Spades as cards. Going back to the altar in the middle of her throne, she placed the cards onto it and hummed gently, causing a reaction in them. The figure on the table twitched as she smiled.
"Soon. Very soon will the prophecy be fulfilled. But there are still a few more pawns that must be gathered and... disposed of." Snapping her fingers, a group of five, her personal guard, appeared in blurs. She pointed to yet another pale young man, only he had a fair build, not too muscular, yet not too lanky. His hair was a toss between white an assortment of blues. He bowed and said,
"Yes your highness?" He was forcing himself to be polite, since the queen was the only one he was nice to. She instantly replied,
"Cinq. I need you to punish the rangers. Apparently I cannot trust this mission to my own flesh and blood because they are incompetent fools. But I digress. Go and wreck havoc. Afterall... you are "Pride". You might be able to get rid of this pest problem." Cinq grinned, which showed his sharpened almost threatening fangs. Clearly pleased with the mission, he bowed once more before disappearing in their trademark blue flames. L'Un stared at him with fury and was contemplating how to get revenge at the queen for letting such a high mission be granted to a low-level amateur. The queen caught his eye and sensed it. Shrugging it off, she called forth her only daughter, Deux. The tanned girl bowed as the queen began,
"I need you to perform another clean up mission. Take Sixeme and spy on our dear old friend Zedd. If he is plotting something, I will know about it, understand?" She nodded and said cooly,
"As you wish mistress." She as well disappeared in a blue flame, off to fetch her brother. The rest were dismissed as they scrambled in blurs, leaving Reine alone. She looked at the earth and chuckled.
"Oh Zordon... you and your naivete always seem to get those poor unfortunate teenagers into trifling conflicts... but this is only the beginning." She turned away, not noticing the dark black feather floating down from the ceiling.
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Whilst this is happening, on the other side of the moon, in Zedd's palace, the Psycho Rangers, with their hellish performance (no pun intended) was being punished by Zedd, apparently displeased with allowing the rangers to escape.
"YOU INSUBORDINATE MECHANICAL WASTES!" Shooting a lightning bolt from his staff, he struck down three of the seven psychos, knocking them into a wall, revealing their inner circuitry. The other four bowed, knowing that if they rebelled, Zedd would just take away their life, since his magic was what was keeping them in their physical bodies. They were still angry as heck about this overreaction. Taking a deep breath, Zedd started to cool down and sat back down at his throne.
"Let me get this straight. You were WINNING against the rangers, who were one ranger down, and yet they still managed to escape because of that miserable excuse for a wife I had?!"
"That is correct Lord Zedd." replied Psycho Gold, as she was the most level-headed of the group. Tapping his fingers, he thought and thought until he reached a conclusion.
"Then... we just need a monster that can nullify magic! And I know just the one." Psycho Silver then asked out of turn,
"Why not just make us resistent to magic so that way, when we're crushing the rangers by their throats, no one can teleport them?" Zedd was livid and shot the poor psycho across the floor.
"HOW DARE YOU QUESTION MY MOST BRILLIANT PLAN?!" Walking off in a huff, he reached the balcony and waved his staff, shooting a lightning bolt from it. In the junkyard was a solitary pile of forgotten instruments. Atop the pile was a broken violin. The lightning struck it and instantly electricity made it jump up. For some reason, the monster resembled a cat if anything else for the face. it's body was covered in an armor of pottery with music scores on it. It carried a brand new white violin and meowed in rhythm as it started playing. Zedd turned to the Psychos and pointed to Black and Blue.
"You two, accompany Figaro the Fiddler and lure the rangers into my trap. The rest of you... go and occupy those other Space pests!" Blurring in their respective colors, the Psychos left the palace, glad to get away from Zedd. From the corner of the room appeared Arborisa in her human form. Zedd laughed.
"Ah yes... I haven't forgotten about you my dear. But don't worry, you're invaluable to me."
"I know about the prophecy my Lord. But I have the feeling your hiding something from me as well..."
He laughed and turned his back, clearly thinking that this girl was abit too sharp for her own good. "Arborisa... perhaps you should go back down to earth... I recall the blue ranger from the imitative Space misfits had an interest in your human form... perhaps we should exploit it for a bit." She nodded and bowed.
"Fine. But remember... the contract still stands." She disappeared in a swirl of rose petals, which blew out the window.
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Meanwhile, in a hidden dimension somewhere in the Milky Way, Rita conversed with the reunited rangers, as their memories have been restored, a task which was a bit difficult, due to the length of time that the spell had been cast. Nevertheless, Rita continued,
"I'm happy you pes- I mean kids, are all right. It would've been a pain to actual heal you back from oblivion. Not that you didn't get the beating of the century. but still..."
The team laughed, alittle dumbstruck that Rita was actually their ally now. Of course, being in the universe of the supernatural, her magical senses make her conjure a viewing globe for the rangers' convienence. On screen was the meowing cat monster, Figaro. She looked at the rangers and cried out,
"Well?! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!" The five teens stood side by side and shouted out,
"Shift into Turbo!" teleporting to the newest monster's location.
TO BE CONTINUED...