Author's Note: This whole thing is just a theory! I don't claim that any of this is what the PRU really is like. Only Haim Saban could truely answer that question. Call this an AU fic, if you will. It's sort of my Power Rangers Universe, but the idea of what the 1st dimension (that's canon with the series) is like is there too. I hope this doesn't end too badly! LOL.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Power Rangers, BVE Entertainment does. All names are used without permission and I am making no money out of this, sadly enough. Also, anything you don't recognize is mine. Well, except if I happen to mention the Dragon Ninjetti, Aidan Kensington (Prince Aidan of Eltar), Dominic Kensington (King Dominic of Eltar), or Isabella of Eltar. Then they belong to Ibonekoen. :^)
The History of Power Rangers: My Version
by Froggie Lover
Part One: The Divide
The history of the Power Rangers' universe as we know it begins about 1.5 million years ago. This was a time when the seven hominid races of the Good Universe (Chronitian, Edenite, Eltarian, Mirinoite, Pheadocian, Terran, and Triforian) lived on a vast planet together. All seven lived in harmony, fights being few. This time is known to Lexian Alliance historians as "The Time Before the Divide."
The Time Before the Divide was a time of great prosperity. The planet (called Perfinsu, according to the Lexian Alliance High Council elder) was the leading force of Good in the known universe. No evil stood a chance against its armies. Now, this was a time before Power Rangers existed. They come later. Everything on Perfinsu was wonderful, until one stormy night. The night that fate decided that it had a sense of humor.
It began a peaceful day, but that night was different story. Just after the sun went down, the largest cloud ever recorded formed over the entire planet of Perfinsu. The cloud brought rain, hail, and heavy thunder and lightning. This storm continued on, at an increasing strength, for almost a week. It was beginning to seriously wear down the immense planet. People were afraid that, if the storm didn't end soon, they would be forever trapped in this dangerous storm. All operations had stopped completely, and evils of the time started to see the growing weakness.
As the time reached midnight, the lightning struck the earth harder, and the thunder sounded with a ground-shaking boom. The High Council of Perfinsu was beginning to get worried. Suddenly, another round of thunder and lightning ripped the sky, and the ground began to crack. The storm grew even stronger, and, little by little, the cracks turned into large voids. For days, the storm continued, the voids beginning to divide the planet. Neighbors gathered in shelters, no matter how makeshift they might be.
People prayed to the gods to stop the storm, but to no avail. The winds blew in every direction. The hail and rain fell heavily and mercilessly. There wasn't a soul brave enough to try and leave the shelters, and all food supplies were running dangerously low. If the storm didn't let up soon, there would be no people left on the once-great planet.
Suddenly, the gigantic voids of the ground were pushed to the breaking point. The planet split into seven parts, dived almost equally by the voids. Children screamed, adults wept, and lovers ached as they felt the force of the breakage. The seven much-smaller planets flew into seven different directions.
Historians of the Lexian Alliance of today call this tragic event, "The Divide." For, it divided Perfinsu, lives, and families alike. The Divide, for certain, did one thing in all absolute incontestability: it forever changed the fate of those who lived through it and even those who came after it.