Ok, I don't own anything Power Ranger related, they're all copyright ABC or
Fox. Enjoy.
Return of the Dragon
The planet Earth. Evil has not reared its ugly head for over 20 years. Consequently, it has been 20 years since the planet has needed the protection of the Power Rangers. Memories of who and what the Power Rangers were have long since faded from the minds of the people of Earth. All that remains to serve as a reminder of the once widely known team of heroes is a small, infrequently visited museum in the suburbs of Angel Grove, California. The aging monument is owned and operated by an elderly couple who live in an apartment attached to the rear of the museum. Their day-to-day life consisted of strolling about the half-dozen poorly lit hallways of their displays, dusting this and that, and hoping for a curious passerby to decide to set foot in their entrance. That was their daily routine, but then something unusual happened.
The old man made his way down the 3rd hallway of the exhibit. As he shuffled along, he hummed to himself. Pausing, he opened a display and pulled out a red helmet designed to be reminiscent of a Tyrannosaurus Rex's head. His humming turned to whistling as he polished the black visor. He smiled when the dust has been cleared and his weathered face stared back at him. His wife turned the corner and stopped to watch her husband reminisce in the dark gaze of the visor. He noticed her presence and looked up into her eyes.
"I just wish we had mine here," he sighed. "Then the museum would truly be complete."
"Having five out of six of the original Power Ranger suits is not too shabby, you know." She walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I know. but mine was different. It had distinctness to it that even the young whippersnappers' never had," he waved an arm outward to gesture to all the other suits. She smiled, and he returned the smile.
"Come, I'll prepare lunch, Tommy."
"I'll be there in a minute, Kat," he watched her as she turned to leave. Tommy Oliver sighed again.
~~~~~~~~~
On the dark side of the moon, a crescent shaped starship hung in orbit. A lone figure stood at the main view port, staring at the barren terrain.
"So this is where they had the moon castle," the person said to no one in particular.
"Yes, my master. It was here that your parents crafted their most brilliant schemes to conquer the blue planet you see just over the horizon," said an ancient alien with a pale dog-like face. He leaned heavily on a cane.
"Tell me, Finster, what became of my parents?" The creature turned to face the former monster craftsman.
"Ah yes. as you may recall, following their expulsion from this galaxy, Rita Repulsa and her husband Lord Zedd resided in the M-51 galaxy with Master Vile."
"Yeah, yeah."
"To make a long story short. when the Red Space Ranger named Andros shattered the energy tube containing Zordon, your parent's arch-enemy, the resulting wave of pure energy transformed your parents into mortal human form," Finster swallowed hard.
"They have since been deceased for well over a decade."
"I see."
"I understand it is your intent to do what your predecessors failed to do, Master Zonor."
"Yes, which is why I require an experienced advisor such as yourself, Finster," Zonor turned to face the withered creature.
"Master Zonor, I am several millennia old. and it has been close to 50 years since I last crafted a monster for your mother."
"That is irrelevant, for I possess an Elite Zord the likes of which this galaxy has never seen."
"You must be joking Master Zonor! Does such a thing actually exist!?" Finster was dumbfounded.
"Yes, it does. My parents were smart enough to save the blue-prints from their pet-project, all I did was update its design."
"So, in a way, this plan of theirs in being implemented-"
"Even though they no longer live," Zonor concluded. "Soon, the Earth will be mine, and the non-existent Power Rangers can do nothing about it!" He slammed his fist on a nearby railing and began laughing.
~~~~~~~~~
Tommy could have sworn he had heard a familiar series of tones sounding from one of the displays. Kat kept insisting that it must have been his hearing acting up again, but he knew something was going on. He had begun the process of inspecting the cases, pressing his ear against the glass doors.
Deet deet deet-deet deet deet
"There!" The old man hobbled over to the case he had been cleaning out earlier, the one with the Tyrannosaurus helmet. He had recognized the tune the first time he had heard it. It was so well known to him that there was no way he could have forgotten it, even after all these years. It was one of the communicators that Zordon had given him, along with the five other original power rangers way back when.
"I told Kat it wasn't my hearing! Here it is, plain as day." he cradled the wrist-watch like device in his weathered hands. "Let's see if I remember how to turn it on properly." he pressed the button on the side.
"H-hello! Is anyone there!? Ai-yai-yai." a memorable high-pitched mechanical voice squealed.
"It can't be." Tommy's brow furrowed in thought.
"T-Tommy!?! Is that you!?" The voice asked frantically.
"Yeah, it's me. Alpha-5."
"Ai-yai-yai! This is incredible! I'm so lucky to have actually made contact with someone. I need you to come to the Command Center immediately!"
"Alpha, that building was demolished years ago, right before the Power Rangers went into space."
"Yes, I'm well aware of that Tommy! I'm currently located in the hidden chamber where Zordon and I generated your White Tiger powers. Ai-yai-yai! I returned to Earth once I heard the terrible news!"
"What terrible news, Alpha?"
"You remember how to use the communicator to teleport right? Please teleport here immediately! It is of the utmost importance!"
Tommy paused and considered what Alpha was jabbering about. What kind of bad thing could have occurred that required Alpha's return to Earth. much less to a long ago decimated Command Center?
"I'll be right there," Tommy cupped his hands to his mouth and called down the hall. "Kat, I'm going out to run an errand! I'll be back soon!"
"All right, take care!" Kat called back.
Tommy's mind raced. He hadn't done this in ages, but he still remembered the sensation when his body dematerialized and teleported. Smiling, he activated the teleportation function.
~~~~~~~~~
"Ai-yai-yai, this is horrible! What are we going to do?!" Alpha wobbled about in the ruins of the Command Center. Tommy teleported while Alpha was mid-sentence.
"It really is you Tommy!" Alpha-five chirped happily.
"It's good to see you too, Alpha," Tommy replied with a smile. He then got serious. "What's this trouble you were talking about?"
"Well." The droid scuttled over to the broken viewing globe and turned around to face Tommy.
"Zordon thought this day would never come, that we would not have to be concerned about-"
"Alpha, what is it?"
"Well, you see, Lord Zedd and Rita Repulsa managed to produce a son prior to their conversion to human form by Zordon's wave beams of light."
"WHAT?! You're joking!" Tommy was taken aback by the news.
"No, it's quite true. His name is Prince Zonor," Alpha fumbled with the viewing globe for a moment, and a fuzzy image appeared. A man wearing silver battle armor, red-tinged skin, dark hair drawn in a long ponytail, and a dark tinted visor over his eyes looked out from the sphere.
"No way."
"Yes way, Tommy. And his personal starship recently appeared on the dark side of the moon."
"His folks old hang out."
"Precisely. He plans to launch an all-out attack against the Earth using a Zord of unimaginable power!"
"What Zord? I thought all the Power Zords had been destroyed or damaged beyond repair except for my." he paused and looked down. "I mean, even Serpentera was destroyed!"
"You are correct, but utilizing the blue-prints for Serpentera, Prince Zonor has crafted a new Power Zord of near invincible might." The viewing globe snowed over, then cleared. It showed a bi-pedal Zord that looked similar to a more compact, scaled down Serpentera.
"I get it, all the fire power in a more convenient size."
"Exactly. According to my calculations, Prince Zonor will launch his attack within the next few hours." Alpha's shoulders slumped in dismay.
"And what are we going to do to stop him?"
"Not we, Tommy. You."
"Me?! I hate to admit it, but I'm not as young as I used to be. Time hasn't been too kind on this old body."
"Which is why I have this!" Alpha pressed a button on his chest-plate and a hidden compartment slid open. He reached in and pulled out a small glowing vial.
"Don't tell me that's-"
"Youth serum, precisely."
"Incredible." Tommy picked up the small bottle and held it in front of his face. The eerie green glow flowed over his aged features.
"However, it only has a temporary effect. It lasts for approximately 2 days, and then you'll revert back to your actual age."
"That's great, but what am I going to fight Zonor with? All the Power Ranger powers are no longer able to be used, and like I said the Zords."
"But like you said there is one that, although dormant, is still fully functional."
"How could I use it, I thought the powers were gone when Rita-"
"Yes, yes. but in our time on his home planet, Zordon and I devised this, just in case it was needed," Alpha opened a second hidden compartment and pulled out a dark green box. He carefully opened it. Inside was a golden Power Morpher with a golden Power Coin with the insignia of a 3-toed reptilian foot-print.
"This is impossible. But Zordon said my powers were gone!"
"At the time, we had no way of returning them, but later we discovered a way. This is the result."
"This is all too much."
"Tommy, you must do it. The entire Earth depends on you and you alone." The Command Center suddenly shook. The viewing globe showed a crescent shaped craft landing, and the mini-Serpentera leaving its docking bay.
"Well, I guess it's now or never." Tommy looked at the two objects held in his grasp. He gently uncorked the bottle and drank the contents. He was enveloped in a bright green-white aura. When the light dissipated, he was once again a teenager.
"Ai-yai-yai! It worked! It worked!" Alpha cheered.
"I guess there's one last thing to say, Alpha."
"And what's that, Tommy?" The young man smiled, as he used to do.
"It's Morphin' Time!"
End of Part I.
Return of the Dragon
The planet Earth. Evil has not reared its ugly head for over 20 years. Consequently, it has been 20 years since the planet has needed the protection of the Power Rangers. Memories of who and what the Power Rangers were have long since faded from the minds of the people of Earth. All that remains to serve as a reminder of the once widely known team of heroes is a small, infrequently visited museum in the suburbs of Angel Grove, California. The aging monument is owned and operated by an elderly couple who live in an apartment attached to the rear of the museum. Their day-to-day life consisted of strolling about the half-dozen poorly lit hallways of their displays, dusting this and that, and hoping for a curious passerby to decide to set foot in their entrance. That was their daily routine, but then something unusual happened.
The old man made his way down the 3rd hallway of the exhibit. As he shuffled along, he hummed to himself. Pausing, he opened a display and pulled out a red helmet designed to be reminiscent of a Tyrannosaurus Rex's head. His humming turned to whistling as he polished the black visor. He smiled when the dust has been cleared and his weathered face stared back at him. His wife turned the corner and stopped to watch her husband reminisce in the dark gaze of the visor. He noticed her presence and looked up into her eyes.
"I just wish we had mine here," he sighed. "Then the museum would truly be complete."
"Having five out of six of the original Power Ranger suits is not too shabby, you know." She walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I know. but mine was different. It had distinctness to it that even the young whippersnappers' never had," he waved an arm outward to gesture to all the other suits. She smiled, and he returned the smile.
"Come, I'll prepare lunch, Tommy."
"I'll be there in a minute, Kat," he watched her as she turned to leave. Tommy Oliver sighed again.
~~~~~~~~~
On the dark side of the moon, a crescent shaped starship hung in orbit. A lone figure stood at the main view port, staring at the barren terrain.
"So this is where they had the moon castle," the person said to no one in particular.
"Yes, my master. It was here that your parents crafted their most brilliant schemes to conquer the blue planet you see just over the horizon," said an ancient alien with a pale dog-like face. He leaned heavily on a cane.
"Tell me, Finster, what became of my parents?" The creature turned to face the former monster craftsman.
"Ah yes. as you may recall, following their expulsion from this galaxy, Rita Repulsa and her husband Lord Zedd resided in the M-51 galaxy with Master Vile."
"Yeah, yeah."
"To make a long story short. when the Red Space Ranger named Andros shattered the energy tube containing Zordon, your parent's arch-enemy, the resulting wave of pure energy transformed your parents into mortal human form," Finster swallowed hard.
"They have since been deceased for well over a decade."
"I see."
"I understand it is your intent to do what your predecessors failed to do, Master Zonor."
"Yes, which is why I require an experienced advisor such as yourself, Finster," Zonor turned to face the withered creature.
"Master Zonor, I am several millennia old. and it has been close to 50 years since I last crafted a monster for your mother."
"That is irrelevant, for I possess an Elite Zord the likes of which this galaxy has never seen."
"You must be joking Master Zonor! Does such a thing actually exist!?" Finster was dumbfounded.
"Yes, it does. My parents were smart enough to save the blue-prints from their pet-project, all I did was update its design."
"So, in a way, this plan of theirs in being implemented-"
"Even though they no longer live," Zonor concluded. "Soon, the Earth will be mine, and the non-existent Power Rangers can do nothing about it!" He slammed his fist on a nearby railing and began laughing.
~~~~~~~~~
Tommy could have sworn he had heard a familiar series of tones sounding from one of the displays. Kat kept insisting that it must have been his hearing acting up again, but he knew something was going on. He had begun the process of inspecting the cases, pressing his ear against the glass doors.
Deet deet deet-deet deet deet
"There!" The old man hobbled over to the case he had been cleaning out earlier, the one with the Tyrannosaurus helmet. He had recognized the tune the first time he had heard it. It was so well known to him that there was no way he could have forgotten it, even after all these years. It was one of the communicators that Zordon had given him, along with the five other original power rangers way back when.
"I told Kat it wasn't my hearing! Here it is, plain as day." he cradled the wrist-watch like device in his weathered hands. "Let's see if I remember how to turn it on properly." he pressed the button on the side.
"H-hello! Is anyone there!? Ai-yai-yai." a memorable high-pitched mechanical voice squealed.
"It can't be." Tommy's brow furrowed in thought.
"T-Tommy!?! Is that you!?" The voice asked frantically.
"Yeah, it's me. Alpha-5."
"Ai-yai-yai! This is incredible! I'm so lucky to have actually made contact with someone. I need you to come to the Command Center immediately!"
"Alpha, that building was demolished years ago, right before the Power Rangers went into space."
"Yes, I'm well aware of that Tommy! I'm currently located in the hidden chamber where Zordon and I generated your White Tiger powers. Ai-yai-yai! I returned to Earth once I heard the terrible news!"
"What terrible news, Alpha?"
"You remember how to use the communicator to teleport right? Please teleport here immediately! It is of the utmost importance!"
Tommy paused and considered what Alpha was jabbering about. What kind of bad thing could have occurred that required Alpha's return to Earth. much less to a long ago decimated Command Center?
"I'll be right there," Tommy cupped his hands to his mouth and called down the hall. "Kat, I'm going out to run an errand! I'll be back soon!"
"All right, take care!" Kat called back.
Tommy's mind raced. He hadn't done this in ages, but he still remembered the sensation when his body dematerialized and teleported. Smiling, he activated the teleportation function.
~~~~~~~~~
"Ai-yai-yai, this is horrible! What are we going to do?!" Alpha wobbled about in the ruins of the Command Center. Tommy teleported while Alpha was mid-sentence.
"It really is you Tommy!" Alpha-five chirped happily.
"It's good to see you too, Alpha," Tommy replied with a smile. He then got serious. "What's this trouble you were talking about?"
"Well." The droid scuttled over to the broken viewing globe and turned around to face Tommy.
"Zordon thought this day would never come, that we would not have to be concerned about-"
"Alpha, what is it?"
"Well, you see, Lord Zedd and Rita Repulsa managed to produce a son prior to their conversion to human form by Zordon's wave beams of light."
"WHAT?! You're joking!" Tommy was taken aback by the news.
"No, it's quite true. His name is Prince Zonor," Alpha fumbled with the viewing globe for a moment, and a fuzzy image appeared. A man wearing silver battle armor, red-tinged skin, dark hair drawn in a long ponytail, and a dark tinted visor over his eyes looked out from the sphere.
"No way."
"Yes way, Tommy. And his personal starship recently appeared on the dark side of the moon."
"His folks old hang out."
"Precisely. He plans to launch an all-out attack against the Earth using a Zord of unimaginable power!"
"What Zord? I thought all the Power Zords had been destroyed or damaged beyond repair except for my." he paused and looked down. "I mean, even Serpentera was destroyed!"
"You are correct, but utilizing the blue-prints for Serpentera, Prince Zonor has crafted a new Power Zord of near invincible might." The viewing globe snowed over, then cleared. It showed a bi-pedal Zord that looked similar to a more compact, scaled down Serpentera.
"I get it, all the fire power in a more convenient size."
"Exactly. According to my calculations, Prince Zonor will launch his attack within the next few hours." Alpha's shoulders slumped in dismay.
"And what are we going to do to stop him?"
"Not we, Tommy. You."
"Me?! I hate to admit it, but I'm not as young as I used to be. Time hasn't been too kind on this old body."
"Which is why I have this!" Alpha pressed a button on his chest-plate and a hidden compartment slid open. He reached in and pulled out a small glowing vial.
"Don't tell me that's-"
"Youth serum, precisely."
"Incredible." Tommy picked up the small bottle and held it in front of his face. The eerie green glow flowed over his aged features.
"However, it only has a temporary effect. It lasts for approximately 2 days, and then you'll revert back to your actual age."
"That's great, but what am I going to fight Zonor with? All the Power Ranger powers are no longer able to be used, and like I said the Zords."
"But like you said there is one that, although dormant, is still fully functional."
"How could I use it, I thought the powers were gone when Rita-"
"Yes, yes. but in our time on his home planet, Zordon and I devised this, just in case it was needed," Alpha opened a second hidden compartment and pulled out a dark green box. He carefully opened it. Inside was a golden Power Morpher with a golden Power Coin with the insignia of a 3-toed reptilian foot-print.
"This is impossible. But Zordon said my powers were gone!"
"At the time, we had no way of returning them, but later we discovered a way. This is the result."
"This is all too much."
"Tommy, you must do it. The entire Earth depends on you and you alone." The Command Center suddenly shook. The viewing globe showed a crescent shaped craft landing, and the mini-Serpentera leaving its docking bay.
"Well, I guess it's now or never." Tommy looked at the two objects held in his grasp. He gently uncorked the bottle and drank the contents. He was enveloped in a bright green-white aura. When the light dissipated, he was once again a teenager.
"Ai-yai-yai! It worked! It worked!" Alpha cheered.
"I guess there's one last thing to say, Alpha."
"And what's that, Tommy?" The young man smiled, as he used to do.
"It's Morphin' Time!"
End of Part I.