By Didi
Disclaimers: Characters are owned not be writer of this particular fan fiction. Please do not sue me for I'm definitely not making any money off of this story and is for amusement only.
Warning: Rated R for violence and strong language.
Note: This is my sequel to "What Lurks Beneath," where we learn much about the lives of our former Power Rangers as they rush to save the world from a creature out of their past. Set eight months later, we face a new terror, of man-made this time. The title should give it away some.
Age check: Billy, Tommy, Jason- 28. Adam, Rocky, Trini, Zack-27. Aisha, Katherine, Tonya, Kimberly-26. Justin – 20.
Author's Note: This is my way of distracting myself when schoolwork becomes too much of a pain after a while. The universe created here is not the same of the one in Saban so anything you think is strange just blame it on my imagination. It would also help for you to read "What Lurks Beneath" where I first created this universe. Sometimes I forget and add things from there, so it makes more since when you have the context from the other story to go on. J
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Chapter Eleven – Bad Timing
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December 2, 2002 – 8:04 p.m. PST
Trodue Farmlands
Monterey, California
Trini looked through the night vision scopes. "Farm in twenty feet. So far, guards every thirty minutes. They're travel by twos and the house seems to be their base of operations. The women must be in the barn."
"Are those chain locks on the doors?" Rocky asked as he peered from his hidden position in the tall grasses.
"Looks like." Trini clinched her teeth in anger. "We've got to get those women out of there. The temperature is dropping rapidly with the descent of night."
Tanya nodded her agreement. "Did the others check in yet?"
"No. We're first in position." Trini said in a near inaudible whisper. "It'll take the others a little longer to get into place. They have harder elements to battle."
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December 2, 2002 – 8:12 p.m. PST
Yosemite National Park – c. eight thousand feet
Yosemite, California
"Billy, how is it going?" Jason whispered frantically.
"Not great." Billy muttered as he kept working on a transmitter signal.
"I thought you said that these things would clear up after seven thousand feet?" Jason asked as he shook his hands, which were becoming numb with cold.
"Hey, I'm doing my best here." Billy pulled his computer out of its case from his backpack. "I'm going to use my LP's mobile signal to boost our radio transmitter."
"Whatever works, man. You're the genius." Jason said as he crawled onto his belly again. "I'm going to take another look."
"Go ahead." Billy said absentmindedly as he kept working on the signals.
Jason crawled in the snow slightly as he made his way to the ledge of the little side cliff that he and Billy found to use as cover. The two cabins were small in comparison to the one him and Trini had rented in Switzerland for the summer. The bigger one obviously held the women judging by the chain and lock on the door. The small one housed the six men that held them there against their will. They had been circling the house once every hour to make sure everything was in order. He silently thanked Agent Rushton for night vision goggles.
A muffled sound from behind him had Jason frozen for a moment. "Billy?"
"I got it." Came the excited whisper.
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December 2, 2002 – 8:19 p.m. PST
Yosemite National Park – Cabin
Yosemite, California
Kimberly whimpered in pain as another contraction hit her. She bit down hard on the blanket she held to herself for warmth. Her internal body heat was so high now that the sweat was pouring off her brows as she dealt with the pain of the contractions while watching one pretty dark haired woman screaming in agony as the baby came.
It was the third delivery of the night. The first two women had girls, all beautiful and health. The stress-induced labor did nothing to harm the newborns but took a toll on the mother's health. Both women were coughing and in agony over the loss of blood and energy it took to deliver their children into the world.
"How are you holding up, girl?" Aisha asked as she brought another cup of water to Kimberly.
Kimberly pushed the blanket aside to reveal the peddle of water underneath her. "My water broke thirty minutes ago. The contractions are increasing."
Aisha closed her eyes in sorrow. "Oh god. I'm so sorry."
The former pink ranger nodded but said nothing. "How are the others?"
"Maria just started to feel the contraction."
"Another one?"
"Yeah, I'm afraid so. But this one will take a while." Aisha explained then winced in sympathy as Kimberly squeezed her eyes shut in pain, trying not to cry out. "Are you all right?"
Panting the pain away, Kimberly nodded her head. "I'll be fine. Any word?"
"Not yet, but they have to move soon." Aisha said glancing at the darkened windows. "They have to be."
"AHHH………."
Kimberly looked over. "Looks like Gina's baby is coming."
"Yeah, the little guy is in a hurry. Gina only started eight hours ago."
"Well, sometime when the time is right…"
Aisha made a face. "That kid's got some bad timing."
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December 2, 2002 – 8:29 p.m. PST
Pacific Ocean
Off the shores Catalina Island, Pacific Ocean
Tommy spotted the boat from the bottom first. "Guys, I found it." He was glad that the full face masked allowed for radio usage under water.
"Lead the way, fearless leader." Justin said as he swam closer.
Adam glanced at the stark white bottom of the boat for a moment. "Lights off?"
"Yup." Tommy said turning off his lights. "What did the coast guard say?"
"Six men on board. No sign of any hostages." Adam replied calmly.
"So we should just go in shooting." Justin said with a smile on his face that no one else could see.
"Negative." Adam said. "I said that they didn't see any signs of the hostages, doesn't mean that there are any. We have to play this one cautiously kid, too many lives involved.
Tommy nodded his head under the heavy gears. "Agreed. We go up to their side, hook the stuff to their anchor line and climb on board silently. Take out the men and search the place. Nothing fancy."
"Okay." Justin said with a nod. He has learned to always defer to his elders. "Lead the way."
"Don't get cocky." Adam warned like he would to an overly eager younger brother.
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December 2, 2002 – 8:42 p.m. PST
Trodue Farm
Monterey, California
Trini turned to the others. "Jason's team just checked in, they had come technical difficulties but it's now fix thanks to Billy's little wiz hand. They are in position."
"What about Tommy's team?" Rocky asked as he continued to gaze at the farmhouse.
"Nothing yet. But they have to locate a boat from underwater in the dark." Trini made a face that either one of her companions could see. "Not exactly the easiest of jobs to…"
"Sea team to Farm team, come in."
Trini grinned with amusement as she pressed on the speaker. "Farm team here. Over."
"Sea team in position to move in. Over."
"We're ready as well. Over."
"Snow team ready? Over."
"Snow team covered, over." Jason sounded relieved to hear from Tommy.
"Ready for some action buddy?"
"Absolutely."
Trini rolled her eyes. "Are you two done being men?"
"Not yet, darling." Jason said with laugher in his voice.
"Synchronize time." Trini said exasperated.
"Move out at 8:50? Over." Tommy asked with just a little too much eagerness for Trini but just enough for her to know that he's going to get the man for them.
"8:50 agreed. Over."
"8:50 agreed." Jason said glancing at his watch. It gave them all five minutes to move to whatever they want to start with. "Good luck my friends."
"Good luck."
"See you all soon."
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December 2, 2002 – 8:49 p.m. PST
Yosemite National Park – c. eight thousand feet
Yosemite, California
Jason trailed the two sentries for a full minute as he made his rounds. The lightweight winter clothes he wore made moving around easy, especially since he ditched his giant parka. The adrenaline rush from this mission was more than enough to keep him warm. Glancing at his digital watch, he counted down the seconds.
5
4
3
2
1
Billy's silent tranquilizer gun took the first man down with one shot at the neck. Before the other had time to react, Jason's arm was around his throat, cutting off any chance of him crying out for help. Thirty seconds in a sleeper hold and Jason slowly put him on the ground. It took another moment for him to tie both men up as Billy made his way down from the cliff.
"Two down, four to go." The former blue ranger said with a grin.
Jason smiled and took off toward the smaller cabin. "How do you want to do this?"
"Enclose places aren't exactly the best for fighting. And I wouldn't want to kill anyone if possible." Billy said as he took a peek at the window. "Four of them just sitting there trying to keep warm. Shall we ask them to come out here and join the party?"
"By all means." Jason said with smile that obviously conveyed his enjoyment over Billy suddenly playful attitude over this situation.
Putting a thinly gloved hand over his mouth to muffle his voice, Billy cleared this throat. "Hey guys, you've got to see this!" He backed up slowly into the shadows and pulled his night vision goggles on.
Jason backed up into the shadows as well, pulling his gun and taking position to attack if necessary.
"What in blazes are you hollering about, Rick?" A rather big and burly man came out from the cabin and stomped his foot into his boots. Two other followed him, shivering with cold. "Rick? Johnny?"
Jason's foot connected solidly with the first man's face as he stepped from the shadow, bring the man crashing down.
"Holy…"
Billy didn't bother with the gun this time. His fist caught the second man before his exclamation could be finished. There was a rather satisfying crush as the bridge of the man's nose broke.
"Shit!" the four and final man came out in time to see Jason back spin kick into the side of the third man's head. Grabbing for his phone, he never got to dial as Billy's gun took him out with one shot.
Jason looked around rather mildly. "All down?"
"Looks like." Billy glanced about.
"That was easy."
"A little too easy." Billy said with a frown. "You don't think that that was just a little too…"
"Hey! What's going on?" The two men carrying buckets of fresh water stopped a good ten feet away.
"Billy! You and your big mouth!" Jason said as he pulled his gun. A bullet whizzed by his head just as he hit the ground. Squeezing off two shots, he caught one guy in the heart just as Billy got the other in the neck again.
"You all right?" Billy asked panting in the cold air, feeling the burning sensation in his lungs.
"I'm fine." Jason said dusting off snow from his cloths. "Are you…"
Red hot blood poured from Billy's left arm where the bullet had found him. "Sorry, didn't move fast enough."
"Ah shit!" Jason said getting up to help the man bind the wound up until they can take a proper look at it. Punching the communications button on his shirt, "Jason to base. Move in guys! We're cleared."
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December 2, 2002 – 8:50 p.m. PST
The Nemesis
Off the shores Catalina Island, Pacific Ocean
Tommy, Adam and Justin climbed on slowly, silently and dripping water everywhere. The darkness of the night plus the black wet suits, helped to hide them in plain view.
"I thought you said six." Tommy whispered harshly.
"They told me six." Adam whispered back with annoyance. He hates it when they get the wrong information. "I guess they can't count."
"How many?" Justin asked as he covered the flank.
"I count ten." Tommy said from his position against the steering cabin.
"Too many for hand to hand." Adam commented. "Looks like we're going to have to do this the hard way."
"Nothing like it." Tommy said grimly. "You take left, I'll take right. Justin, watch our backs."
"You know I will." Justin said crouching down further as the two others moved into position.
Tommy entered the steering cabin and took out the pilot before the man even knew what hit him, which incidentally was the butt of Tommy's 9mm. He will be forever thankful to Jason for making him take all those horrible lessons in proper gun control and care.
Adam screwed on the silencers on both his guns quickly and moved to the other side of the cabin; from there he took aim at the man sitting. It was better not to alert the others too quickly. Taking out the first man with a tranquilizer at the neck, he watched as the man slumped in his chair. To all others, he looked to have fallen asleep very quickly.
Tommy wasn't so nice about it. He took out the man at the front, hitting him in the back with a huge slug that pushed the man off the boat. While the others laughed and scrambled to see what had gotten into their crewmate, Tommy and Adam both fired off another round, catching two others unexpectedly.
By now, the others were alerted to something being really wrong. Pulling guns, two more found themselves hit with something big and powerful. The return fire were off since they had no idea what they were shooting at.
There were only four left on deck now. Tommy was good at taking out what he aimed at, but he's got to be careful due to the bullets flying at him.
Adam took another man out before dropping one clip and replacing it with another in one smooth fluid move. Pulling the hammer back, he felt something slam into his shoulder. Jerked back, Adam pulled himself undercover to look. "Well hell!" The blood trickled down his sleeve but he paid it no attention. No vision damage and the pain was bearable, must have been a clean shot. "Second time in a month's time," he muttered to himself as he put the tranquilizer away. At the rate he was going, that shoulder was never going to heal properly.
Tommy turned and squeezed off three shot before pulling himself back. He was pretty sure that he got at least one of the three still standing. "How are you doing, Adam?"
"Clean shot to the shoulder again!" Adam said rather disgruntled. "Finish this fast."
"Sounds good to me." Tommy said as he leaned over the side again.
They both fired three rounds each, catching the remaining two in the chest all three rounds. There was an eerie silence as it came to an end.
Justin poked his head around. "Everything good?"
"Everything peachy!" Tommy said with a sigh.
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December 2, 2002 – 8:50 p.m. PST
Trodue Farm
Monterey, California
Trini snapped the man's neck back just as Rocky's fist slam into the other man's face there knocked him out neatly. Looking over at the other downed man, Rocky raised one brow. "Was that really necessary?"
Trini grinned with amusement. "Like that was worse than the broken nose that you just gave that guy."
"You snapped his neck!" Rocky pointed out.
"I didn't break it. Just realigned it so that he doesn't get enough blood in his head for a short period of time." She smiled sweetly. "Two down?"
"And lord knows how many to go." Rocky pointed out. He glanced back at Tanya. "How are you doing, girl?"
"That was disgusting!" Tanya said as she looked down at the two men on the ground.
Trini almost laughed. "Okay, let's go in and…"
"Shit!" Adam hit the ground pulling Tanya with them as the bullets flew over their heads.
Trini decked and rolled, finding cover by the side of the barn. She could only hope the wood was thick enough to stop the bullets and that none of the women were standing next to the walls. Ducking around, she squeezed off three rounds before more bullets slam into the wall near her. She was thankful for the night to cover them. That and the night vision goggle for their sight.
"Where are they?"
"Find them."
Rocky fired off three rounds and rolled away as the enemies fired at his gun's flash. It was going to be an interesting game of cat and mouse in the dark. Picking off another man, he rolled again as more bullets slam into the ground where he had been only seconds before.
Tanya grabbed the man from the back and dragged him back as the blood is cut off from the brain, causing unconsciousness. She could only hope that the man had the keys for the padlocks on him. Just her luck, he was completely clean.
Trini fired off another round, picking off a man from the side. That left the eight still standing. She grabbed the scarf she had tucked into the collar of her shirt and yanked it free. Wrapping the barrel with it, she ran to a position at the side of the smaller building. From there, she began to pick off the men, one by one using the now silenced gun. Unfortunately, after three founds, the scarf caught on fire and she had to stomp it out first.
Rocky watched with amusement as one by one, they fell from an unknown assault. Good old Trini always had something up her sleeves. He was sorry he hadn't thought about bring a silencer, would make this game a whole less deadly for him. They had to aim for the heart; kill at first shot of anything could go.
Tanya rounded the building with three bullets slamming into her back. The pain from the impact was excruciating but she knew that it never reached flesh. Trini and her little gadgets of wonder!
Scrambling to her feet, she made to move again when the big man came around the corner.
"Well, well. What do we have here?"
Tanya backed up but knew she had nowhere to go. Then the man fell forward with a stunned look on his face.
"You all right?" Trini asked she replaced the clip from her gun.
"Yeah, thanks."
"No problem." Then she disappeared again.
Rocky took out the next one when the man got too close to where Rocky was hiding in the tall grass. Swinging his leg over, he caught the man under the leg and brought him down low. A good kick to the throat and the man was out for the count. Moving as quickly as he could, Rocky tried to leave the area before his buddies showed up.
"There you are!"
The bullets slammed into his chest plates with enough force to knock him off his feet.
"NO!" Tanya watched in horror as Rocky fell from three bullets fired at almost point blank range.
Trini picked off the two left in front of the house before turning to see Tanya charging into danger. There were still three armed men around. "Tanya, get down!"
Tanya was felled by the two bullets that caught her in the leg, splitting open her thigh just above the knee. She could smell the metallic scent of fresh blood. For a second, she was sure it was the end as one man moved the barrel of the gun to her head.
"Good night, kid."
"Kiss this good night!" Rocky said as he pulled the trigger point blank into the man's face.
Trini took out the last two with her last two rounds. "Rocky! Tanya! Is everyone all right?"
Rocky knelt to see the open wound in Tanya's leg. "She's hit bad!"
"I'll signal for…" the bullet slammed into her before she had time to finish.
Rocky was up in a second squeezing off three rounds at the man that fired. There was silence as the man fell and Trini didn't get up. "Trini!"
"Rocky, go!" Tanya called out as she pressed her hand more firmly on the bleeding injury. "Make sure she's okay. Jason will kill us if anything…"
He didn't hear the rest of that sentence as he rushed to where Trini had fallen. She didn't move at all as he neared. "Trini?" Turning her over, he could feel warm blood steeping through her cloths. Yanking off the shirt and vest, he pressed his hands to the bullet holes that penetrated her body from back to front. The bullet had passed through two plates and caught her in the side, entry from back and left from the front. "Of all the damn fucking luck!"
"Rocky?" Tanya could hear the fear steeping through in the man's voice.
He could feel his eyes water, as he pushed the comm. button. "Rocky to base. Move in. MOVE IN! We need ambulances. Two agents down, I repeat two agents down. We need medical assistance here!"
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December 2, 2002 – 9:32 p.m. PST
Yosemite National Park – Cabin
Yosemite, California
Jason finally worked the lock off as the first of the backup crew got there. The cry of relief from inside drowned out the sound of the approaching trucks.
"Kim!"
"We're back here."
Jason pushed his way in as more people moved into the helped the women out.
"Kim!"
"Jason! Billy!" Aisha almost got up but held her place next to Kimberly. "We have a problem."
Kimberly grunted as another contraction hit her.
Jason froze for a second. "You have got to be kidding!"
Kimberly opened her eyes to look at him. "Sorry!"
Aisha smiled weakly at them. "We can't move her. She's too far along to be moved now."
Jason knelt between Kimberly opened legs and took a peek. "Oh man, the kid's coming."
"You've done this before, Jase?" Billy asked with great apprehension.
"Only once. Trini and I were on a train in Romania and this lady…. Oh never mind. Tommy and I watched enough of those disgusting birthing videos for me to know what to do." Jason made a face. "Kimberly, your kid has really bad timing. Not unlike his father!"
