A/N
This is my first Power Rangers fiction. Please be nice when you review...if you review.
The Coming of the Fire Storm
Chapter 1
Hunting Hunter
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"Zurgane!" shouted Lothor.
"Yes, master?" grunted the warrior ninja alien and he bowed.
"What's the plan?"
Zurgane was silent for a moment.
"What plan?"
Suddenly, a blast of red light threw the general backwards.
"Why do I have generals, Zurgane?" Lothor asked the alien.
"Errr..." he said as he got up.
"So I don't have to think," sneered Lothor, "I have generals to do thinking for me! Remember that!"
"Yes, sir," grunted Zurgane.
"Good!"
"Uncle!" cried a high pitched voice.
"No!" whispered Lothor. "Please don't say it's..."
"Uncle! We have a plan!" said Kapri.
"Yes!" agreed Marah. "We have a plan to get rid of the Power Rangers!" Both of the early twenties girls sounded very pleased with themselves.
"Oh, go on then," sighed Lothor, "I suppose it won't do any harm to hear what you have to say!"
"Okay then," said Marah happily.
'And they're supposed to be evil space ninjas...' thought Lothor sadly. 'Where did I go wrong with them? Why have they turned out so...nice?'
"Well," began Kapri, speaking very slowly, "we were wondering whether there are any other Power Rangers waiting to be called to fight us."
"And?" said Lothor impatiently
"Well, we heard in evil space ninja class," continued Marah.
"That?" said Lothor, beginning to grow angry.
"That it says in a prophesy that there are supposed to be eight rangers! Not six!" finished Kapri triumphantly.
Lothor's already red face turned a dark shade of purple.
"You are joking, right?" he said faintly.
"Nope! We're positive!" they said.
"How am I supposed to deal with eight rangers? I can barely cope with six!" bellowed Lothor.
"Oh! I forgot something!" said the pink haired.
"You did?" asked Lothor. "Can this news get any worse?"
"It can!" cried Marah.
"Oh, great..." muttered Lothor, "just great..."
"These other rangers," said Kapri, "they can only be summoned by the Thunder Rangers!"
Lothor's face lit up.
"Really? Well that won't be difficult. I'll just have them destroyed!"
Kapri and Marah giggled.
"Zurgane!"
"Yes, sir?"
"Bring me an alien powerful enough to destroy those Thunder punks. And be quick about it!"
"Yes sir!" said Zurgane, and he began to walk away.
"And Zurgane!" called Lothor.
"Yes sir?"
"Get a new phrase!"
"Right sir!" and he stalked off.
"Typical ninja aliens..." muttered Lothor.
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Back on Earth, the Thunder Rangers were enjoying a beautiful sunny day in Blue Bay Harbour. They had no idea of the danger which awaited them.
Both brothers were adopted by their foster parents. They had been killed by Lothor, and he also planned to kill their kids.
Hunter Bradley, the elder of the two had dirty blonde hair and ice blue eyes. He was a quiet, but strong person. He always seemed dark and brooding, but had a strong belief in honour. He was rather good-looking and quite tall. His favourite pastime was motocross racing.
Blake Bradley, the younger brother, was of a dark skin colour. He had jet black hair and dark eyes. He was extremely handsome and was of average height. He was the fun and laughing type, but serious as well. He shared his brother's love of racing.
The two were hanging out at the track, cleaning up their bikes and chatting about what they were doing at the weekend.
"Hey man, you missed a spot," said Hunter, pointing to a mark on his brother's bike.
Blake wiped it with his cloth.
"Thanks, bro."
"What are we doing at the weekend?" asked Hunter.
"I was thinking of going to the martial arts film festival again!" confessed Blake.
"No thanks," said Hunter, "not after what happened last time." He shuddered at the thought of artificial butter flavouring. "But I suppose Tori would go with you."
"Maybe," said Blake, "but I really wanted to hang out with my favourite brother!"
"How about a race?" suggested Hunter. "Just the two of us."
"I'm up for that!" said Blake.
"Cool!" said Hunter enthusiastically.
Hunter and Blake wheeled their bikes to the bike shed, where they locked them up. Then, still talking about their race, they left.
But then, something sneaked out from behind the shed.
It was large, and had long tentacles like cables coming from its fingers. It broke the lock on the bike shed, opened the door and crept inside.
His large eyes found the navy and crimson bikes.
"Rangers," he whispered sinisterly, "your end is near! Ha!"
His tentacles ran into the engines of the two bikes, putting in a virus.
"You won't survive this," said the alien quietly.
He pulled out his tentacles and left the shed.
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What do you think? As I said before it's my first Power Rangers fiction. Please review!!!
This is my first Power Rangers fiction. Please be nice when you review...if you review.
The Coming of the Fire Storm
Chapter 1
Hunting Hunter
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Zurgane!" shouted Lothor.
"Yes, master?" grunted the warrior ninja alien and he bowed.
"What's the plan?"
Zurgane was silent for a moment.
"What plan?"
Suddenly, a blast of red light threw the general backwards.
"Why do I have generals, Zurgane?" Lothor asked the alien.
"Errr..." he said as he got up.
"So I don't have to think," sneered Lothor, "I have generals to do thinking for me! Remember that!"
"Yes, sir," grunted Zurgane.
"Good!"
"Uncle!" cried a high pitched voice.
"No!" whispered Lothor. "Please don't say it's..."
"Uncle! We have a plan!" said Kapri.
"Yes!" agreed Marah. "We have a plan to get rid of the Power Rangers!" Both of the early twenties girls sounded very pleased with themselves.
"Oh, go on then," sighed Lothor, "I suppose it won't do any harm to hear what you have to say!"
"Okay then," said Marah happily.
'And they're supposed to be evil space ninjas...' thought Lothor sadly. 'Where did I go wrong with them? Why have they turned out so...nice?'
"Well," began Kapri, speaking very slowly, "we were wondering whether there are any other Power Rangers waiting to be called to fight us."
"And?" said Lothor impatiently
"Well, we heard in evil space ninja class," continued Marah.
"That?" said Lothor, beginning to grow angry.
"That it says in a prophesy that there are supposed to be eight rangers! Not six!" finished Kapri triumphantly.
Lothor's already red face turned a dark shade of purple.
"You are joking, right?" he said faintly.
"Nope! We're positive!" they said.
"How am I supposed to deal with eight rangers? I can barely cope with six!" bellowed Lothor.
"Oh! I forgot something!" said the pink haired.
"You did?" asked Lothor. "Can this news get any worse?"
"It can!" cried Marah.
"Oh, great..." muttered Lothor, "just great..."
"These other rangers," said Kapri, "they can only be summoned by the Thunder Rangers!"
Lothor's face lit up.
"Really? Well that won't be difficult. I'll just have them destroyed!"
Kapri and Marah giggled.
"Zurgane!"
"Yes, sir?"
"Bring me an alien powerful enough to destroy those Thunder punks. And be quick about it!"
"Yes sir!" said Zurgane, and he began to walk away.
"And Zurgane!" called Lothor.
"Yes sir?"
"Get a new phrase!"
"Right sir!" and he stalked off.
"Typical ninja aliens..." muttered Lothor.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Back on Earth, the Thunder Rangers were enjoying a beautiful sunny day in Blue Bay Harbour. They had no idea of the danger which awaited them.
Both brothers were adopted by their foster parents. They had been killed by Lothor, and he also planned to kill their kids.
Hunter Bradley, the elder of the two had dirty blonde hair and ice blue eyes. He was a quiet, but strong person. He always seemed dark and brooding, but had a strong belief in honour. He was rather good-looking and quite tall. His favourite pastime was motocross racing.
Blake Bradley, the younger brother, was of a dark skin colour. He had jet black hair and dark eyes. He was extremely handsome and was of average height. He was the fun and laughing type, but serious as well. He shared his brother's love of racing.
The two were hanging out at the track, cleaning up their bikes and chatting about what they were doing at the weekend.
"Hey man, you missed a spot," said Hunter, pointing to a mark on his brother's bike.
Blake wiped it with his cloth.
"Thanks, bro."
"What are we doing at the weekend?" asked Hunter.
"I was thinking of going to the martial arts film festival again!" confessed Blake.
"No thanks," said Hunter, "not after what happened last time." He shuddered at the thought of artificial butter flavouring. "But I suppose Tori would go with you."
"Maybe," said Blake, "but I really wanted to hang out with my favourite brother!"
"How about a race?" suggested Hunter. "Just the two of us."
"I'm up for that!" said Blake.
"Cool!" said Hunter enthusiastically.
Hunter and Blake wheeled their bikes to the bike shed, where they locked them up. Then, still talking about their race, they left.
But then, something sneaked out from behind the shed.
It was large, and had long tentacles like cables coming from its fingers. It broke the lock on the bike shed, opened the door and crept inside.
His large eyes found the navy and crimson bikes.
"Rangers," he whispered sinisterly, "your end is near! Ha!"
His tentacles ran into the engines of the two bikes, putting in a virus.
"You won't survive this," said the alien quietly.
He pulled out his tentacles and left the shed.
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What do you think? As I said before it's my first Power Rangers fiction. Please review!!!