POWER RANGERS: OMEGA
FEMME FATALE SAGA Finale- Episode Six: REBIRTHEarly morning rays of sunlight cast iridescent reflections off the surface of the water as Tommy peers down upon it. Inhaling deeply, he withdraws his dagger and begins playing the familiar tune.
After a third attempt, he ceases and crosses his legs and lowers his head in a meditative posture. Suddenly, he is endowed in a green aura, generating enough energy that the rooftop begins to shake apart. Still seated and still powering up, he plays the tune once more.
The waters below begin to churn violently. Looking up, Tommy smiles as the crest of Dragon Zord's head pierces the surface.
Omega's piercing gaze unnerves Cornelius as the nigh omnipotent being evaluates the current status of his mission. As of two days ago, the Rangers were now five. Three years ago, his minions could not defeat three and the third member was going on fifty years old.
"Sire, what do you propose we do now?"
"Is Voltor complete?"
"Yes sire."
"Then inform Brendan to deploy his machination at once." Tendrils of energy snake away from his body, causing the hairs on the back of Cornelius' neck to prick.
Maurice completes his bio-scan of Saundra.
"You're adapting to the morphing process at a more rapid pace than even Tommy." He shuts down the program and unlatches the restraints on either side of the horizontal scanning chamber. Saundra, dressed only in a paper-thin gown, swings her naked legs over the sides and kicks her legs out a few times while smiling up at him.
"How long did it take you to adapt?"
"Faster than you." He walks away from her to the computer station and plops down into the chair. Saundra hops down from her seat and places a hand on his shoulder.
"You know, you don't have to shut everyone out all the time. This isn't some lone crusade you're on." She kisses him on the cheek before exiting the room. Never looking up from his monitor, Maurice lets out a deep sigh and continues his work.
The cries and screams of children fill the air as the glistening black outer coating of Voltor emerges through the dust and debris of a school hallway.
Keisha sits up and shrieks, grabbing her head in the process.
"Make him stop! Make him stop!" Maurice bursts into the room and grabs her shoulders.
"What's wrong?" He runs his left hand through her hair, while drawing her closer with his right. "Make who stop?"
"Him! He's hurting the children!" Her tears soak into his shirt and he tightly hugs her against his body. Just then, Tommy pops his head into the room.
"Yo, Maurice, emergency."
"I'll be right back, okay?" He kisses her forehead and reluctantly relinquishes his grasp before heading after Tommy.
"Where are the Rangers?" the mechanized male voice inquires as glass shatters around him merely from the sheer amount of energy emanating from it. Its response comes in the form of two feet striking it in the back of the head. Staggering forward, it rights itself and turns to face his attackers. "The much heralded Power Rangers."
Black Ranger stands in the foreground, flanked to his left by Purple and White Ranger. To his right, Green and Blue Ranger assume fighting stances.
"Just one today," Black Ranger quips, before White and Blue Ranger race forward. The two females unleash a furry of punches that are parried by the stronger robot. After it grows tired of its two attackers, it swings its massive arm with speed that defies even Maurice's eyes. Both Rangers tumble to the side, holding their respective heads.
"I'm guessing that was not the intended effect," Purple Ranger remarks, before approaching the robot. Green Ranger leaps into the air, landing in front of her. Feigning a sidekick, he leaps into the air and slams the opposite leg into the robot's temple. The mechanical creature's head budges slightly before it retaliates with a lightning quick punch. Green Ranger catches the arm, but the force nearly rips his arms out of socket. Seizing the opportunity, Purple Ranger drives punch after punch into Voltor's stomach. Voltor lashes out his free arm, just missing the crouching Ranger. Back on their feet, Blue and White Ranger shoulder ram Voltor in the back. Using the momentum, Green Ranger flips the robot over. Suddenly, Black Ranger descends from high in the air, landing both feet on the fallen warrior's chest. The impact cracks the tiles beneath them as well as the concrete further down. Somersaulting off it, Black Ranger lands near his comrades. Suddenly, their attention is diverted towards the sound of clapping.
"Bravo. I do say Rangers, jolly good show." The Rangers look at the man beast Kubarra applauding their efforts and utilizing a faux English accent. To his right, the seductive Tigress smiles, still devoid of fur on her face.
"Nice of the two of you to join us." Green Ranger crosses his arms over his chest. "Tell me, did you guys bring your chaperone with you?"
"Our curfew's not up yet." Kubarra covers the length of courtyard outside the hallway in a matter of seconds. Green Ranger races towards him and the two find themselves entangled in one another's arms.
"Isn't that precious. A boy and his dog," White Ranger comments, striking a pose as she notices that Voltor is back to its feet.
"Listen up," Black Ranger orders. "You two go play tag with the kitty. And you, go help wonder boy with the puppy."
"And what about you lone Ranger? Plan on fighting the big black shiny thing without me?" Purple Ranger grabs hold of his arm and squeezes it for emphasis.
"Something like that. Now get going!" He slams his shoulder into Voltor's stomach, shoving him back a few steps before jumping back and kicking him before the distant affects the potency of the attack. Purple Ranger runs to the broken window where Green Ranger and Kubarra have just exited to again wind up in the courtyard.
Tigress circles White and Blue Ranger. Springing forward, she launches an onslaught of slashes and punches that the two Rangers manage to block. Each Ranger manages to grab an arm and slam their knees into her gut. They then both axe kick her in the neck.
Green Ranger is hurled into a wall with enough force that four bricks are jarred loose. Purple Ranger jumps into the air and knees Kubarra in the back of the head, toppling him forward. She rushes over to Green Ranger and helps him to his feet.
"Looks like someone's been eating his Puppy Chow."
Using his right hand, Black Ranger skids to a halt before hitting the wall behind him. Voltor once again transcends any normal limitations of speed and slams a knee to Black Ranger's chest. Even as pain erupts throughout his body, Black Ranger counters with a forearm to the side of the head that knocks Voltor off balance and a sweep that knocks him down. Grasping his chest, Black Ranger sucks in as much oxygen as his bruised sternum will allow.
Tigress sidekicks White Ranger in the neck and contorts her body in a way to kick Blue Ranger in the top of the head. Both Rangers regain their composure as Tigress smiles at them and beckons them forward.
Green Ranger locks a tight grip around Kubarra's head and leaps forward with him, planting the monster's face into the dirt. Purple Ranger lands an elbow drop to the back of his neck and the two Rangers strike their fighting stances as the dirt-caked fangs of Kubarra come into view.
"Power Sword!" The legendary blade of the original Red Ranger materializes in Black Ranger's hand, moments before the robot's arm comes crashing down on him. Pushing upwards, he frees enough space to stand.
"Nice toy you got there." Voltor blocks the diagonal slices with his reinforced wrist guards.
White Ranger wraps her legs around Tigress's waist and twists her own waist in order to take the feline off her feet.
"I have an idea," Blue Ranger says, as White Ranger flips back onto her feet. "Follow me."
The two of them run towards Kubarra and land drop kicks to his unguarded back, causing him to dig a shallow trench with his jaw.
"Damn you!" He spits out dirt and grass and now he looks up at four Rangers.
"So what's the plan?" inquires White Ranger.
"Switch our tactics. Me and you against beast boy, them against cat girl, then alternate again. Keep them guessing as to our pattern of attack."
"I'm glad we did a good job of picking the Blue Ranger," Green Ranger remarks before punching the nearly unseen Tigress.
Black Ranger and Voltor lock hands and at first, Voltor is pushing Black Ranger to one knee. Sensing the overwhelming strength, Black Ranger compensates for it by pouring energy into his fatiguing muscles. A bright white aura flares up around him and he is able to stand again.
"What's this? Impossible. How can you stand against my might? No human, Ranger or not, is that strong."
"Funny thing about 'new generations.' They tend to ascend the plateaus that their predecessors peaked at." His aura flares dramatically and he pulls Voltor into a knee strike and a head butt. Still infused by his aura, he slams an elbow into the machination's neck and spin kicks it into the wall. Hefting the larger opponent onto his shoulder, he rams the robot head first into said wall, imbedding it within the bricks and concrete that comprise it. Slumping down, Black Ranger pants heavily as his opponent lie motionless.
Kubarra's pupils dilate as his biceps and quadriceps enlarge.
"Don't do it Kubarra!" admonishes Tigress as she backhands Purple Ranger.
"Shut up Tigress. These punks have pissed me off." His fangs elongate, as do his claws. With speed Voltor would be impressed by, the beast snatches Green Ranger in one hand, drags him along for the ride, and clotheslines White Ranger in the space of a heartbeat. A sidekick from Blue Ranger is swatted away, and followed up with a kick to her midsection that crumples her around his foot. Purple Ranger feigns a sweep, then twists her body in the air and connects with a kick to Tigress's body. Kubarra punches the approaching Ranger in the stomach with his free hand and slams Green Ranger on top of her.
Black Ranger ducks a punch aimed for his head and slams his palm into the under arm of Voltor. He then lands four punches to the midsection before jump spin kicking it in the jaw. Voltor stumbles back, but catches himself on the toes of his left foot. Black Ranger rushes forward, unsure of what his next course of action should be.
Purple Ranger is sent flying across the courtyard and slams into the ballerina-like posing Voltor, knocking him completely off-balance. Black Ranger ceases his forward progression in utter shock. Looking over his shoulder, he witnesses the transformed Kubarra, now towering at over seven feet, bigger muscles, and speed that physical law should not allow given the total increase in size. He recalls his blade and conjuring up all his power, drives it into the Robot's back, failing in destroying it, but succeeding in keeping it from moving for the present moment. Helping Purple Ranger to her feet, he glances back at the action just in time to see White Ranger punched with enough force she falls without stagger. Blue Ranger struggles beneath the behemoth's foot and Green Ranger dangles lifelessly from the beast's grasp. Something with Black Ranger snaps, and he growls animalistic as once again his aura of energy lashes out violently, blowing Purple Ranger off her feet. At a full sprint, he is upon the monster before the blink of an eye. Jumping into the air, he grabs a handful of fur, and yanks Kubarra's head downwards so that it is even with him when his feet hit the ground. Black Ranger then proceeds to slam three punches into his cheek with his free hand. Cocking back, he slams a fourth punch into his face and relinquishes the grip, sending the monster toppling to the ground. The others regroup.
"Thanks for the save," Blue Ranger says, holding her sore stomach. Her words reach deaf ears as Black Ranger continues his onslaught. The present fades into visions of the past as Green Ranger is replaced with an image of Tommy Sr. dangling from a different monster's grasp, a vacant look in his eyes.
Kubarra finds his legs again, only to have them taken from beneath him with a drop kick to the shins. Flipping onto his feet, Black Ranger smashes the heels of his boots into Kubarra's shoulder blades.
"Power Sword!" The almost bestial summoning of his weapon stuns the females as the sword writhes free of Voltor and finds itself in his grasp.
"Not again!" Raising the sword above his head with both hands, he plunges it into Kubarra's lower back. A pitiful howl resonates off the remaining bricks in the courtyard.
"No!" screams Tigress, kicking the Black Ranger with enough force, that although it doesn't hurt him, knocks him off of her brother.
Turning the bleeding canine so that she can see his face, tears begin to well up in her eyes as thin trails of blood trickle down both sides of his mouth, matting the fur around them. Not caring about a witty retort before exiting, the two vanish from site and Black Ranger's aura finally diminishes and he collapses. Purple Ranger removes her helmet and rushes to his side. White and Blue help Green Ranger, who is just regaining consciousness, to his feet.
"What the hell was that?" Saundra demands, removing the shaking Ranger's helmet in order to look Maurice in his eyes.
"Never again," he mutters just above a whisper as Saundra brings his head against her breasts, rocking him gently.
Devoid of his helmet, Tommy walks over to the fallen Voltor, who has gotten to his knees. Gripping the handle of the Power Sword tightly, he swings down in a powerful arc, severing the head of Voltor. White Ranger puts her hand on his shoulder and teleports as the sounds of people become audible.
"He's pretty far gone Tigress," Cornelius informs her, scanning the readouts spewing from the printer. Tigress, her cheeks streaked from her tears, paces about the lab.
"What about his healing factor? Why isn't it kicking in?"
"I don't think he has one anymore." Shockingly, Tigress finds herself throttling the doctor. "What are you doing?" he demands, choking out his question.
"What do you mean? Did you take it from him?"
He slaps her before answering. "Don't ever do that again. No, I did not. His transformation did. For that type of physics defying size, speed, and strength increase, something had to be sacrificed." The two of them look at the comatose beast. As another torrent of tears threatens to flood her eyes, Tigress makes a decision.
"Make me more powerful that Kubarra."
"What?"
"I know you don't have super-hearing, but I know you heard me."
"It takes time, trials. So many things to factor in. And lest we forget the no healing factor as well."
"I don't care. As long as I have the power to crush the Black Ranger, he can cripple me so long as I see him draw his last breath."
"You're so sexy when you talk like that." He pushes her onto a table and begins kissing and fondling her. She shoves him off.
"Get to work doctor." She exits. Cornelius sighs, and turns around to find himself eye to eye with Silver in his civilian clothing.
"Would you please stop doing that?"
"Why, and miss these priceless moments. Seems your pet kitty doesn't want to give it up tonight. Too bad. Not enough kitty can affect productivity." He laughs before leaving the fuming doctor to his work.
"Ouch!" Tommy yelps, as Ashley dabs an alcoholic swab on his bruised forehead.
"You big baby," she giggles, and then flinches as she feels the sting on astringent against the bruise on her leg. "That hurt, you jerk."
"Like mine didn't?" he smiles up at her, savoring the sight of her face.
"Just when I think I'm making progress, something else happens. Get rid of the fur, and now I'm a damn psychic." Keisha hugs her legs tightly as Maurice, in a rare mood, clips her toenails.
"Whatever happens, you know I'll be here." He looks up from his task in order to flash her a genuine smile. "All done. Would you like me to bathe you as well?"
"Tempting," she says, entertaining the thought as she straightens her legs, "But I think I can handle it."
"Maurice!" Saundra yells, "Tommy wants you." Saundra shoos him off with a reassuring smile.
Omega stands, something he has rarely done since suffering a debilitating injury at the hands of Tommy Sr. An injury, that for the time being keeps him from fighting the Rangers on his own as he would like. Who would have guessed that one man would have been able to damage what entire armies could not. His thoughts trail off as he traverses the marbled floor to a small incline in the center of his chamber. A cylindrical light awaits him and he kneels in its glow, cursing his creators for allowing him to feel pain.
Maurice stares at the four people seated at the kitchen table, hands stacked on atop each other.
"And you two encourage this little show of teamwork?" He flashes a look at the two alumni smiling brightly. Trini and Kimberly both nod their heads as Tommy looks at him with a silent plea in his eyes. "Ahh, what the hell. As long as the bad guys still think I'm a hard ass."
Maurice places his left hand atop the pile of hands and each Ranger places their right atop his. Placing his right hand on the top of the stack, he smirks as they lower their hands, and then bring them up.
"POWER RANGERS!!!" they yell in unison.
END OF FEMME FATALE SAGA
NEXT TIME ON POWER RANGERS: OMEGA – Maurice and Tommy venture to where Tommy Sr. fell during there last battle as a trio. Elsewhere, Silver visits an acquaintance from the past.