AN: Sorry I took so long to update again...And sorry that's its a short chapter too...
Just hope you like this chapter and review!

Chapter Ten : When Disappointment Leads to Another Victory

Loud explosions rang through the city of Turtle Cove as a small army of robot-like warriors invaded the city. Using their immense strength they brought down buildings and destroyed anything in their path. A black object hovered above them, bringing a sudden darkness upon the city. Blasts came from two guns mounted on the ships back, reducing the monumental city into ash. Frightened citizens fled the scene in panic, looking for a place of refuge. To them the situation looked almost hopeless.

Like a unexpected storm, three tsunami cycles appeared out of nowhere, with one rider on each individual cycle. The riders were the red, yellow and blue Ninja Storm power rangers. The speed of their cycles were incredibly fast, almost as if a strong gust of wind carried and guided their cycles. Each ranger held a sword on their hands, prepared to strike the metallic warriors.

With tremendous speed the three rangers reached the metallic warriors, striking them skillfully with each of their swords. The metal soldiers fell to the ground with sparks flying and parts exploding. When the rangers struck down the last enemy, all that was left of them were broken parts, scattered throughout the area. The rangers, satisfied with their accomplishments, hopped off their cycles with their eyes closely watching the large black ship above them.

The rangers quickly switched their swords to blaster mode and aimed high towards the mysterious flying object. They began to fire countless rounds at the ship, but it was easily deflected by a shield of energy surrounding it. Surprised and somewhat disappointed, the rangers put away their weapons. The idea of calling upon their Zords, was a a risk they did not want to take since their Zords were not yet fully recharged. Doing so would endanger the Zords and possibly cause the destruction of such valuable weapons.

Unexpectedly, the ship halted in midair and ceased to fire. A blinding flash of white light suddenly appeared before the rangers, momentarily blinding them. In a matter of moments the intense light subsided only to be replaced by a tall, dark man. His wicked and intimidating smile caused the rangers to step back just a little. He lifted a finger, pointed it towards the rangers and growled. "Fight me!" he demanded, before positioning himself into a fighting stance. "I challenge you!"

Slowly, each ranger unsheathed their sword and hastily launched an all out attack on their challenger. They were astonished when the enemy managed to easily block each and every one of their blows with just his bare hands. The rangers were pushed back, but attempted to continue their ambush, but blow after blow was easily redirected and the rangers were running out of tactics.

The rangers panicked when the man switched from a defensive to an offensive maneuver and relentlessly attacked them. He knocked the air out of the three of them as he performed an aerial spin kick, forcing them to the hard ground. But that was not the end of his onslaught. He dropped a foot on the red rangers mid-section, almost forcing the life out of his young, fragile body. Then a loud crack echoed through the yellow rangers ears as the man elbowed him hard on the chest, almost crushing his ribcage. The blue rangers screams felt as powerful as seismic waves as several rounds from the attacker's blaster were fired mercilessly at her.

The broken and beaten rangers lie on the floor in great pain as their attacker looked down on them. They struggled to get back on their feet only to find themselves against the floor once again. Onslaught fired a final round of shots from his blaster, bringing their struggle to complete end.

The dark man looked down on his victims one final time before turning to leave. There was no doubt he was disappointed in their lack of skill. They put up no challenge whatsoever. "You are weak," he said to them. He couldn't believe he wasted so much valuable time on such weaklings. "You are unworthy of your titles. I need not waste my time here any further." He began to walk away from them, softly shaking his head.

"Stay where you are!" came a distant voice. Onslaught stopped in his tracks and turned to see who it was. He was pleased to see that not too far way stood two humans, one dark one light, who he felt had strange atmospheres of power surrounding them. The darker of the two wore a thick, deep blue jacket and the other wore a black top. Both had a look of confidence in their expressions. The voice seemed to be coming from the young man in blue. "You mess with one of us. You mess with us all!" he threatened. "Come on Danny. Let's get this guy!"

"All right," Danny nodded his head in agreement. "Let's do it!" He pulled out his morpher, yelling out "Wild access" in the process. A mysterious energy began to surround Danny's body turning him into the black Wild Force ranger. He then turned his attention to Max. "It's your turn bro."

Max agreed and took out his own morpher. The words "Wild access" could be heard echoing throughout the empty city. A mysterious energy appeared again, this time making its way around Max's body and turning him into the blue Wild Force ranger. He stood ready by Danny's side prepared to attack the man who wrecked so much havoc on their peaceful city.

The two rangers made a leap towards their opponent who fully expected the attack. He braced himself, prepared to defend whatever they threw at him. The blue ranger attacked with a well aimed roundhouse kick while the black ranger attacked with a simple sidekick. The force of their combined attacks was enough to send the man flying through the air. But to their surprise the man landed on his feet, slightly flinching. He managed to attempt a flying kick towards the black ranger, but it was easily intercepted by a quick jump kick. The blue ranger came in, landing several lightning quick punches on their attacker.

The fight raged on with neither side emerging victorious. The Ninja Storm rangers could only watch helplessly as the two Wild Force rangers struggled to save the city from this new evil threat. Their battered bodies felt useless to them now and the hurtful, yet true words of Onslaught lingered in their minds.

Hours passed and the fight had not yet ended. The exhausted Wild Force rangers used whatever strength they had left to keep the fight going long enough for reinforcements to arrive. Their weapons proved to be ineffective and their hand to hand tactics were the only thing keeping this fight going as long as it was. Otherwise, Onslaught would have won this battle by now.

Onslaught never grew tired from the battle and his evil smile was constantly on his face. It seemed as if he enjoyed every second of this fight. He fought harder and hit them harder until they finally grew tired and weary and collapsed on the ground, unable to fend off their attacker.

"This is what I came here for!" he said to them before knocking them out with just his bare fists. "Another two to add to the collection. You earned this honor and you should be pretty proud of yourselves!"

"No!" cried the red Ninja Storm ranger. He wanted so badly to help them, but no matter how hard he struggled, his body refused to obey his will. Onslaught looked at the three fallen rangers on the ground with disgust. He shook his head, still disappointed from the first fight then carried the two Wild Force rangers to his ship. It was too late to do anything now. Soon the ship was out of sight, leaving the city in ruins and the Ninja Storm rangers' spirits broken.

AN: Next Time on Power Rangers Fan fiction. Four generations of rangers meet up, with the plan to team up and destroy this new evil. (NS, Wild Force, Lightspeed, Space)