~Within a dark fortress~
Upon a dark throne sits a being of nearly unsurpassable evil.
An imp of some sort walks into the room and gets on its knees in a vile perversion of homage.
"Sire, we have discovered that the Earth is practically defenseless!" the minion grovels.
"What of the defenses it does have?" the dark being says, his voice sending chills down the spines of nearly all present.
"They are busy fighting others," the minion says, continuing its groveling, "the ones from the future are trying to capture the mutant Ransik. The Wild Force Rangers are busy fighting the Orgs. The Zeo Crystal's power has been abandoned, as has the Temple of Power and Ninjor. And none of those capable of fighting us have the strength to do so. We could take the Earth with just a low ranking Fiend and a squad of Spectrons."
"Very good," the Dark Specter, scourge of the known universe, says, his voice filled with pure evil, "send Divorx with 20 Spectrons to take out the first city on our list of targets."
"Yes, my Lord," the minion says, getting up and scurrying out of the room.
"What city am I destroying first?" Divorx, the 4th ranked Master of Spears demands.
"You will be destroying a home that has many bright minds," the minion says with a crooked smile, "just random destruction."
"Very well," Divorx says, "I shall return victorious. Carry on, Darkonda."
"Take 20 Spectrons with you," Darkonda says.
"Very well," Divorx sighs in disgust, "though I doubt I would need them."
Darkonda, a former mighty warrior, second only to the Dark Specter, grins his toothy grin.
Meanwhile, on Earth, in a small city called Jackson, TN, a young teenager hurries to school.
"Man, I'm late!" 17 year old Jesse Plunk cries out as he rushes to the bus stop.
Jesse certainly looked odd. Standing about 5' 10" tall with a head of dark brown hair that for some reason, though it was obvious he had been trying to tame it, just wouldn't stay fixed without spraying hair spray in it. And Jesse couldn't stand hair spray. Stroking his goatee and adjusting his glasses, Jesse looks around with his blue-green eyes as part of his usual paranoia. He sees something glittering in the ditch. It was a bit of a distance from the bus stop, and where the glittering object was there was no way the bus driver would be able to see him.
Debating as to whether to go and look or not, Jesse finally decides to go and see what was shining. One of Jesse's major weaknesses was his curiosity. But that weakness was countered by a strength few knew he had: he faked his naivete. He knew quite a lot about the world at large. He just pretended to be naïve and stupid in an attempt to get others to leave him alone. Who would want to hang around with a dunce, no matter how nice they were?
Checking to see what the glittering object was, Jesse discovers that it is a metallic disc. It was about three inches across and a little less than an inch thick. It had 6 variously colored buttons on it. The buttons were as follows in color clockwise: silver, aqua, white, bronze, clear, and platinum. He carefully picks it up. The moment he touches it, it begins to glow silver. Jerking his hand away, Jesse stares at the glowing disc for a few minutes.
He finally musters up his courage and picks it up. Nothing happens. After examining it for a moment, Jesse puts the disc in his backpack and goes back to the bus stop to catch the bus.
In Limbo, a group of people watch what just happened in curiosity. They had watched the scene unfold within a large pool that would magically show them what they wished to see.
"Why do you suppose the Silver Morpher has let itself be found?" an elderly man with a snow white beard, kind yet piercing blue eyes, and snow white short hair asks his colleagues.
"I have no clue," says a man wearing a green robe marking him as a member of the Clan Green and a high ranking wizard, "and why would it let itself be found by a kid still in school?"
"Zordon of Eltar chose teenagers to protect the Earth from Rita, Zedd, the Machine Empire, and Divatox," says a young woman in a flowing golden dress marking her as part of the nobility and part of Clan Eldryn on top of that.
"Yes, but Zordon had a reason to choose them," the first man says. He was wearing a dark violet robe with a dark navy blue streak down the center that marked him as a member of the Clan Atalantari. The circlet of gold around his head marked him as an Elder.
"Was not the Green Ranger chosen by Rita herself?" the man in green robes asks.
"He was, but his powers were stripped from him and Zordon chose him to possess the power of the new Ranger on his team," the woman answers, "but this young man should not even be able to touch the Silver Morpher without some great power within him. And the rest of the world has long since lost the genetic power to wield it, and he doesn't appear to be trained in any forms of magic. And he certainly couldn't be part Atlantean, so something is amiss with this young lad."
"It does not matter," the Elder replies, "Dark Specter is returning to Earth to destroy it like he tried to do to Atlantis eleven thousand years ago. The Atlantean Warriors defended us then and put up a great fight, but now the Earth doesn't even have the Atlantean Warriors. The teams of Power Rangers that they do have pale in comparison to even the Zeo Rangers, and even they would have been overcome by the power of the Dark Specter's true forces."
"And the Dark Specter is even more powerful now than he was when he attacked Atlantis," the wizard says frantically, "even if this boy somehow managed to reform the six remaining Atlantean Warriors, he still wouldn't be able to defend the Earth. All previous attackers of the Earth have attacked only one city, and defenders would emerge from that city. But the Dark Specter will attack the entire Earth, not just any one city. The militaries of the various governments will be helpless against the Dark Specter's forces, and the Atlantean Warriors will not be able to defend against his continuous onslaughts."
"Wait, even if he was able to use the Morpher, which he shouldn't be able to, he wouldn't be able to summon its full power yet," the Elder says, "he would be a Power Ranger, not an Atlantean Warrior."
"But he would be able to stand up against the Dark Specter for a while," the wizard says, "though he would eventually be overwhelmed if he does receive assistance."
"So what do we do?" the noblewoman asks.
"All that we can do for now," the Elder replies with a sigh, "wait and watch. And hope."
"What if he does manage to use the Silver Morpher?" the noblewoman asks.
"Then we bring him here, brief him on what is happening, and hope he agrees to fight," the Elder replies.
"And if he doesn't agree?" the wizard asks.
"Then you know what the outcome will be," the Elder replies, "Earth will be conquered by the Dark Specter. And there will be nothing that we will be able to do about it."
It had been an interesting school day for Jesse. Phys Ed had been fun, and a bit easier than usual. He hadn't gotten tired running the mile or any of the other exercises. It was as if he had a lot more strength and energy.
He sets his backpack down on the floor of his bedroom. He opens the back pouch and pulls out the disc that he had found that morning. It was no longer glowing, but it still shone brightly. Examining it closely, Jesse could see what was probably some form of writing. But it looked like nothing he had ever seen. No, he had seen something like it before. But he couldn't remember where.
Jesse briefly considered asking Alex for help since Alex had a scanner. They could copy the writing, if that was what it was, onto a piece of paper, put it through a scanner, and search the internet for a match. But then Jesse realized where he had seen something like this writing before. He quickly logs onto the internet and goes to a search engine. He quickly finds what he was looking for. Grabbing the disc, he compares the pictures on the screen with the disc he held in his hand.
"I knew it!" he declares triumphantly, "ancient Greek. Or a variation of it, at least."
He opens up a text file and begins comparing the symbols with modern English and types in the translation onto the text file. When he finishes, he prints it off and looks at it to see what it said.
"If ye be pure of heart, mind, and soul, and have a righteous and noble cause to defend, then ye shall be granted the power of this Morpher. Just press the buttons in this sequence: Silver, Bronze, Platinum, Crystal, White, Aqua. Then call out for the Silver Power of Atlantis to strengthen you. If your cause is found to be worthy, you shall become a mighty Warrior. If your cause is not pure, then you shall be cast into oblivion."
"Wow, that certainly is strange," Jesse remarks after he reads the translation, "this thing is talking about some power of Atlantis? I knew Atlantis wasn't a myth!"
Suddenly, he hears a knock on the door. Jesse rushes to the front door to find his best friend, Alex, standing there.
Alex was a young man, just a few months younger than Jesse though they were a full school grade apart, standing a little over six feet tall. His eyes shown with great intelligence thoughtfulness. He wasn't very well built muscle-wise, yet he was deceptively strong. He stood a good three inches taller than Jesse. His hair was a little lighter in color than Jesse's, and was well-groomed into a sensible style.
Hey dude, whats up?" Jesse asks.
"Jesse, dude, check the news," Alex says, a worried look on his face.
Jesse turns on the TV in the living room and turns it to Channel 3. A battle was going on. Police officer's were facing off against some sort of monster with a giant spear. The bullets they were fighting were having no effect. Also, several other strange creatures were attacking.
"What is going on?" Jesse asks, turning to face Alex, "monsters attacking that city Angel Grove again?"
"No, that's downtown Jackson," Alex replies, a grim look on his face.
"What!" Jesse exclaims. He turns to look at the screen again. He recognized a few parts of downtown, including city hall. "This can't be."
"'Fraid so man," Alex says, "and it appears no one is showing up to stop them."
A bright flash of light emanates from the computer room.
"What was that?" Alex asks.
"I have no idea," Jesse says as he heads for the computer room to investigate.
The disc that Jesse had found earlier was glowing! Not just shining, but truly glowing with a radiant silver light.
"What is that Jesse?" Alex asks, awed.
"I'm still not sure," Jesse says, "I found it while waiting for the bus this morning. I managed to translate the writing on it. It was in ancient Greek and says something about Atlantis."
"Jesse, Atlantis is a myth!" Alex tells his friend firmly, "besides, what's important is that our city is under attack by monsters and we're all doomed." Jesse is silent.
"Jesse, what are you thinking?" Alex asks, curious over Jesse's silence.
Jesse walks up to the computer, where the disc was laying. He reaches out and picks it up.
The instant he touches it, Jesse and Alex are teleported away, destination unknown.
Jesse and Alex appear within a large domed citadel. It had pillars that were pure white with gold trim and artistic designs adorning them. Statues lined the walls with plaques on each one telling of the accomplishments of the person portrayed in each statues. They were before an assembly of elderly people, including the three who had observed Jesse finding the Silver Morpher earlier.
"Greetings, Jesse Plunk and friend," the Elder says in a friendly greeting from his place at the head of the assembly, "I trust you did not find teleportation uncomfortable."
"Uh, how do you know my name?" Jesse demands, "where are we?"
"You are in the Hall of Heroes on Atlantis," the Elder replies, "and Atlantis is currently located within Limbo. As for how I know your name, it is magic."
"Then why don't you know my friend's name?" Jesse demands.
"Because he has not been connected to the network of Atlantean magic in any form that we know of," the noblewoman from earlier replies, "otherwise we would know his name and greet him accordingly."
The wizard of the Clan Green was simply staring at Alex and one of the statues.
"What is it Connerly?" the Elder asks.
"Elder, look at the similarities between the young one's friend and Darien," Connerly, head wizard of Clan Green says. The Elder does so.
"By the heavens, they look almost exactly alike!" the Elder replies.
"Who is Darien?" Jesse asks.
"All will be explained in time," the noblewoman replies, "as you know, your home town is under attack by monsters. You have an opportunity to be able to fight them and save your city."
"How can I fight them?" Jesse asks, eager to know more yet cautious at the same time, "I'm not much of a fighter against ordinary people, much less monsters."
"The disc that you found earlier today is an artifact of Atlantis that was lost when Atlantis was attacked and sent into Limbo over eleven thousand years ago," the Elder explains, "it is the mighty Silver Morpher, a relic that can transform you into a warrior very similar to the Power Rangers that have defended the Earth in recent years."
"Me? A Power Ranger?" Jesse scoffs, "I try and pretend to be a hero in my imagination, but I am far from being a real hero."
"Maybe so, but it takes a very special person to make the Silver Morpher react," Connerly tells him, "and for it to react so strongly you must be exceedingly rare."
"I'll admit Jesse is no ordinary person at times, but he is far from being able to be a hero," Alex tells the assembly, "in fact, he hates fighting except when he's mad."
"Or when I have a reason to fight," Jesse mutters.
"Well, you have a reason to fight now," the Elder tells him, "will you accept this power until one who is better trained for it comes along and is able to use it?"
"If it will defend my home, then yes," Jesse says with a nod of his head.
"Then step forth and present the Silver Morpher to the assembly," Connerly says.
Jesse steps forth and holds his hand out palm up with the Silver Morpher in it.
The Elder, Connerly, and the Clan Eldryn noblewoman examine the Morpher, then hand it hand to Jesse.
"You must figure out how to activate its powers," the Elder says after looking at the Morpher meaningfully, "we cannot tell you. It seems though that it will accept only you as its bearer for now."
"But Jesse knows nothing about Atlantean technology," Alex protests, "you have to help him."
"Actually, I think I may know how to summon this power," Jesse tells his friend, "before you arrived I was on the internet, translating the text on this disc. It was a form of ancient Greek. From that I figured out what it said."
"Ancient Greek?" the noblewoman asks, outraged, "you are comparing the elegant language of Altantis to that of those cavemen of Greece?!"
"I simply said there were enough similarities for me to translate," Jesse retorts.
"Enough!" the Elder commands, "Eleanor, the Greeks derived their language from ours. So did many others, but they kept it the most pure for the longest time. Their civilization was greatly based on our own."
"Still, they were so uncultured," Eleanor replies.
"Jesse, will you please summon the power?" the Elder replies, "though to activate it as it will be, not at full power since you are not born of Atlantis, you must call out 'It's Morphin' Time!'"
"Very well," Jesse says, "it's Morphin' time!"
He presses the silver icon, then the bronze icon, then the platinum icon, then the crystal icon, then the white icon, and finally the aqua icon. He then holds the Morpher up in the air, similar in a way to that of what the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers did, though only they would know that.
A flash of silver light envelops Jesse.
The light slowly solidifies into a uniform. It was basically similar to the White Mighty Morphin Power Ranger. The shield was basically the same as the White Morphin Ranger's, though it was silver where the White Morphin Ranger's was gold and metallic white where it would be black. The helmet was similar to hat of the White Morphin Ranger's, though it had the design of a winged dragon instead of the tiger design that the White Ranger had. The boots reached halfway up Jesse's calves. They were gold with thin black stripes and black bars at the end and another black strip just above the ankle. It also had golden armbands. The belt it had on was similar to the belt worn by the White Ranger, only the buckle was silver with gold trim.
As the light dissipates, Alex looks on with awe. That was Jesse? Jesse was becoming a hero? This was unreal.
Jesse, is that you?" Alex asks.
"Yeah dude, how do I look?" Jesse asks, his voice deeper and barely recognizable.
"See for yourself," the Elder says, "Connerly."
Connerly makes a few passes with his hands and a shining field forms in front of Jesse with the exact same properties as a mirror. Jesse examines himself in the mirror.
"Incredible," he murmurs as he examines himself, "do I have any weapons?"
"Search within your mind and you will know the answer," Connerly replies, "the power that fuels the Silver Morpher guides those who bear it by giving them innate knowledge of their capabilities. As you grow in skill and potential, it will guide you to new levels of power and skill."
Jesse searches his mind and the answer forms. He stretches out his right hand into the air.
"Silver Staff!" he calls out. A streak of light forms in his outstretched hand and solidifies into a Staff.
To those who had seen the weapon wielded by the Gold Ranger, they would see various similarities between the two weapons. But where the Gold Ranger's Staff had three somewhat curved lines on two sides to form the head of the Staff, the Staff Jesse held in his hand had six spikes sticking out of each side. And it was silver instead of gold.
"Wow, this was cool," Jesse murmurs as he examines his weapon.
"Don't you prefer a sword, Jesse?" Alex asks.
"Yes, but this Staff can form itself into a sword," Jesse replies, "Elder, do you think it is possible that the other Morphers can be retrieved and candidates be found to wield them?"
The Elder looked genuinely surprised. "Son, the other Morphers are sealed away in various museums," he begins, "the Aqua Morpher lies in the remains of Pompei."
"And the Green Morpher?" Jesse asks.
"The great sage, Ninjor, used it to make the Power Coins that were used by the original Power Rangers," Connerly replies, "and they were then destroyed by a being known as Goldar during a very odd circumstance. It no longer exists."
"This is sad," Jesse says, hanging his head, "I may have to fight this war on my own. Even if I could reach the true full potential of the Silver Atlantean Ranger, which I can't do without all six other Atlantean Rangers, I seriously doubt I could win this fight on my own."
"You know who the enemy is?" Eleanor queries, surprised.
"The Power told me," Jesse replies simply, "and now, I must go and save my home."
With that, he leaps into a teleport, similar to the way that the Gold Ranger would teleport, only white with silver edges.
Divorx was having a lot of fun. The law enforcement that the Earth had was completely pathetic. Even the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, using the powers of the DinoZords, would be able to put up more of a fight. None of them could even fight him face to face. They simply tried shooting him from a distance with low tech firearms. They didn't even have lasers! But Divorx still wanted a challenge. Terrifying humans was fun, but he still wanted a good fight.
"Stop right there!" a deep voice commands.
Divorx turns to see silver clad figure holding a staff. He could feel power of some sort emanating from this mystery figure, and it even felt a bit familiar.
"If you want me to stop, then stop me," Divorx replies, "but first, you must prove yourself worthy to challenge me in combat. Spectrons, attack!"
The Spectrons attack with extreme ferocity. They were a combination of the Cogs used by the now gone Machine Empire and the Quantrons used by Astronema, the Princess of Evil who turned good. They were even a bit reminiscent of the Piranhatrons used by the Pirate Queen Divatox. They were the best foot soldiers that the Dark Specter had. Their numbers were inexhaustible, and they were incredibly strong. And there were 20 Spectrons to face this single brave human.
The Spectrons attack two at a time, using their large blade weapons (A/N: Think the weapons that Quantrons use.), but were thrown back by a series of punches and kicks as well as slashes with the head of the Staff.
"You are very good," Divorx chuckles sinisterly, "are you human?"
"You'll never know," the warrior retorts after slicing through a Spectron's chest armor.
"Who are you?" Divorx asks as this mysterious warrior manages to defeat the last of the Spectrons.
"I am the Silver Ranger of Atlantis!" the warrior replies with force, "and I am here to boot you off of this planet! This planet is my home!"
Sitting on his throne, the Dark Specter rises in shock at the announcement the silver clad warrior. It couldn't be! Atlantis was destroyed eleven thousand years ago! He himself destroyed it! All of its technology should now be useless.
And yet a human was definitely using the Power of Atlantis. Not just any power, but the Silver Power of Atlantis! The strongest Power of Atlantis was at this human's disposal.
The Dark Specter begins to chuckle. The youth fought well, but it was obvious he was relying on the Power to guide him. He was no fighter. Divorx would make short work of him, especially if he got no reinforcements.
Jesse blocks Divorx's spear with his Staff, keeping the spear from ripping into his left shoulder.
"You're strong, Silver Ranger," Divorx sneers, "but you can't last much longer. No human can defeat me." With that, he pushes forward in a burst of strength, throwing Jesse against a wall. Jesse lands on the ground hard.
Jesse slowly gets to his feet, clutching the Silver Staff just below the ornamental head in his left hand.
"You think you have me beaten, monster," Jesse says confidently, "but I have only begun to fight." With that, he grabs the head of the Staff with his right hand, willing it to transform into a sword hilt. He then slides his left hand down the rest of the Staff. As his hand passes over the Staff, it transforms into a double edged silver blade.
"Silver Saber, battle ready!" Jesse says, not holding the Silver Saber in his right hand.
"You still can't beat me, Divorx, the 4th level Master of Spears!" Divorx cries out as he rushes Jesse.
Back at Atlantis Alex, the Elder, Connerly, and Eleanor watch the battle.
"You're friend has guts," Connerly remarks, "and he has a strong will. Yes, he just might be able to stand on his own long enough for us to figure out a way for him to fight on his own."
"Yes, but can he take the burden of fighting?" Eleanor asks. She turns to Alex. "You know him well, I should hope. What do you think?"
Alex was deep in thought watching the battle.
"Young man?" Eleanor asks, placing a hand on Alex's right shoulder. Alex turns to face her.
"Do you think he can handle fighting?" she asks again.
"He can probably do it is he isn't on duty all the time," Alex responds, "Jesse isn't in the best of physical shape. He'll be feeling the effects of this battle for a long time to come. He won't last long."
"The Power of the Atlantean Morphers protects their bearers," the Elder responds, "he will slowly get in much better physical shape. His strength, speed, and reflexes started increasing the moment he picked up the Silver Morpher. He should try and learn some self-defense without having to rely on the Silver Morpher. Right now I can see that he is hardly even using the knowledge of sword fighting that the Power is offering him."
"Jesse prides himself on his knowledge of sword fighting techniques," Alex replies, "they are all self taught, so it is completely unrefined. Yet he could probably last a while in a real duel of life and death."
"He will have to refine his skill," the Elder says, "he can keep his own style, but he must learn some true fighting techniques. If he doesn't, then he will be defeated for a lack of skill."
During this conversation, Connerly ws looking at Alex strangely.
"What is it?" Alex asks the Atlantean wizard.
"You look so much like Darien," Connerly simply replies.
"Who is Darien?" Alex demands.
"Darien was one of the previous defenders of Atlantis, eleven thousand years ago," Connerly replies, "the Dark Specter attacked Atlantis, knowing that if we went on unhindered we would pose a threat to him far beyond anything else he could ever dream. So he decided to destroy Atlantis. The Atlantean Warriors, who now since their powers would not be as easily accessible in the hands of non Atlanteans thus making them have to become Power Rangers, defended us against his onslaughts. Darien, a kinsman of mine, was the Crystal Warrior. He came up with the idea of sending Atlantis into Limbo when the Dark Specter launched his final attack. That attack used up a lot of his energy, and we managed to divert most of it into the spell that brought us here."
"What is Limbo?" Alex asks.
"It is simply neither here nor there," Connerly replies, "it is in between the fabric of reality. From here, we could instantly go anywhere instantly."
"Incredible," Alex says under his breath, "please go on with your story."
"Well, after using up so much of the Dark Specter's power as well as so much of their own, the Atlantean Warrior's were trapped outside of Atlantis forever," Connerly resumes, "they settled various parts of the world. It took us centuries to create this magic pool to enable us to view the Earth. We later learned that when we sent ourselves into Limbo, the Dark Specter decided to try and conquer Earth. It took him a thousand years to regain all of the power that he used up. Unfortunately for him, by that time an Eltarian wizard named Zordon and an evil enchantress named Rita Repulsa came to Earth in their war of good and evil. Zordon's presence was so pure that it sent the Dark Specter away. Rita eventually trapped Zordon within a time warp of sorts and was then and forever trapped within a place very similar to Limbo. Zordon was the mentor to the original team of Power Ranger's. It was later learned that for some unknown reason, the Green Warrior, Daystar Cloud, gave his Green Morpher to a wise and noble sage named Ninjor and Ninjor then used its material to forge the original Power Coins that gave the Power Rangers their Power. Rita somehow stole the Green Coin and used it to create and evil Green Ranger when she resurfaced after Zordon defeated her ten thousand years ago. But the Green Ranger eventually overcame the evil spell she placed on him and joined the Power Rangers in their fight against Rita and her henchmen. His Power remained truest to its original form, that of the Green Atlantean Warrior. But now even that is practically lost forever. Of all of the Power Coins that Ninjor forged those thousands of years ago, only the Green Coin remains and its Power was stolen by Rita once again. It remained on the side of good this time, now being wielded by the Red Ranger. But when the Green Ranger returned by re- energizing his coin by absorbing the energy of a magic shield spell, he became a target. Take a Ranger's Powers and the team itself still stands firm. But destroy a Ranger and the team falls apart with grief. He nearly lost his life several times due to fading powers. Finally, the evil Lord Zedd caused his powers to be drained away for good. But then Zordon created the White Ranger. Now the Atlantean Warriors have a White Warrior, and hopefully we'll be able to find the Morpher and a suitable user, but he is in fact quite different from the White Mighty Morphin Power Ranger. Far superior in every way. Why, a single Atlantean Ranger could take on every possible team of Power Rangers that Zordon ever devised. With the possible exception of the team that used the power of the Zeo Crystal."
"Zeo Crystal?" Alex inquires.
"The Zeo Crystal is a mighty magical crystal developed by the wizards of the M 51 galaxy," Connerly explains, "it's power is incredible. It was used by Zordon of Eltar to form the Zeo Rangers after some very unique events. The Zeo Rangers and the Atlantean Rangers are almost equal in power, though the Atlantean Rangers would be far stronger."
"Whatever happened to the Zeo Crystal?" Alex asks.
"Well, when the Pirate Queen Divatox arrived, a different power was needed," Connerly explains, "so they had to put away the Zeo Crystal and use the Power of Turbo. The Zeo Crystal is now lost. Only Zordon knew where it was, and he died when the aliens attacked the Earth a couple of years ago."
"The same person that Rita Repulsa used to make her evil Green Ranger was made the White Ranger by Zordon," Connerly continues, "he eventually became the Red Zeo Ranger, Zeo Ranger 5. Finally, he was the first Red Turbo Ranger. In the end, he retired since he graduated from high school and was required to go on with his life. A greater warrior of good was never selected by Zordon and no other Ranger on any other team anywhere has been as mighty an enemy against evil. For only two others had to endure the trials of being evil, and one was plagued by a curse that kept him from helping his fellow Rangers too much. And the other is too much of a loner to truly join up with his fellow Rangers, though he helps them whenever they need it."
"Incredible," Alex murmurs, "how many different teams of Rangers have there been?"
"Several," Connerly replies, "if you count the team completely new whenever one person is replaced or someone is added, then twenty-six teams."
"Twenty-six!" Alex yelps.
"Yes, though there have only been 11 different Ranger powers," Connerly elaborates, "Currently, only the newest teams are in use. The DinoZord powers, the ThunderZord powers, the NinjaZord powers, the Zeo powers, and the Turbo powers are no longer in use. Only the Astro Rangers, the Galaxy Rangers, the Lightspeed Rangers, a couple of the Time Force Rangers, and the Wild Force Rangers are still on active duty."
"Do you think any of them could help Jesse?" Alex asks.
"The Astro Rangers are on the planet KO-35, home to their Red Ranger," Connerly replies, "the Galaxy Rangers are defending the Terra Venture colony, the Lightspeed Rangers are somewhat disbanded, only coming together when absolutely needed. The Time Force Rangers are fighting a mutant named Ransik, trying to capture him and make him pay for his crimes. They are law enforcers, not true fighters against evil. They fight the more common evils. And the Wild Force Rangers aren't even at their true full fighting strength. They lack their Red Ranger. So Jesse is in truth alone in this fight. Though with the way the Dark Specter will be attacking, he may team up with these other Rangers at times. At least the ones of Earth, anyway."
"So Jesse really is fighting all alone," Alex says mournfully.
"Yes, but hopefully not for long," Eleanor replies firmly, "we will do all that we can to locate the other Morphers so he can have some help."
"Look!" the Elder cries out, alarmed, "things are not looking good!"
Indeed, things were not looking good for Jesse. His sword skills were indeed raw and unrefined. And unlike Divorx, he did not know of any long range attacks that he could perform.
Divorx charged his spear and hurled and energy blast from it at Jesse. The blast hits him in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
Jesse struggles to his feet, digging the Silver Saber into the ground, leaning on it for support.
"Man, this is though," he mutters, "how did the other Power Rangers do it so much? Oh yeah, there was always at least five of them and there's only me here. Maybe there is something in my repertoire that will help."
He focuses a minute, searching within his mind for the vast knowledge that he had acquired once morphed. A few seconds later he found something that could help.
Standing up, Jesse whirls the sword the sword clockwise in front of him until his wrist was bent back, then whirls the sword around and basically cuts through the arc he had just made. The moment the two paths cross a bolt of energy flies out of the sword and strike Divorx in the chest. But the attack only slightly hinders the monster.
"So, you have a bit more of a sting than I thought," Divorx chuckles, "but its not enough!" With that, he hurls another energy bolt at Jesse. Jesse jumps out of the attacks way and sends another bolt of energy at Divorx, but it does no more damage than the first.
"So, you think you can defy my power?" Divorx laughs, "well, then, allow me to show you a true energy blast!" He charges up an enormous amount of energy in the tip of his spear. You could plainly see an orb of yellow energy with black lightning bolts crackling our and around it forming.
"Eve if you dodge this, I will cause an incredible amount of destruction and no doubt kill many of these insignificant humans," Divorx laughs. He hurls the energy sphere at Jesse.
Jesse performs his energy attack again, only this time he focuses the energy into the arc of the blade. The maneuver forms a barrier of energy that is strong enough to not only deflect Divorx's blast, but absorbs it. Jesse then finishes the attack with it now charged with the power of Divorx's own attack.
The sharp wave of energy plows through Divorx, knocking him back and into a wall. He lands on his feet and charges Jesse again. Jesse blocks the spear swing with his Silver Saber. This was not good. He was using every trick he could think of and whatever he could get from the pool of knowledge that was the power of the Silver Atlantean Ranger, but to no avail. He was doing everything in his power and he still couldn't win.
Jesse leaps away from Divorx and changes he Silver Saber back into Staff mode.
Jesse holds up the Staff up in the air in his right hand. Silver energy gather in the blade of the Staff. "Silver Blast!" he calls out as he aims the blade at Divorx.
A tremendous blast of energy emits from the Staff and collides into Divorx, shredding his defenses and Divorx himself. As the energy dissipates, Divorx falls to his knees.
"You are stronger than you look, Silver Ranger," Divorx says, gasping in pain, "but I will be back, stronger than before!"
With that, he teleports away.
"Darn, he got away," Jesse mutters, "well, better get back to Atlantis. Jesse teleports away as well.
"Good fight, young Jesse," the Elder congratulates, "a hard fought victory."
"It wasn't a complete victory," Jesse protests, "I didn't have enough power to destroy him."
"You are not yet are your full energy level," Connerly tells him, "your attacks aren't at their optimum strength. You did incredibly well for your first battle though."
"Divorx said he would be back," Jesse tells them.
"And he will be, no doubt more wary than before," Eleanor says, "but you will be stronger as well. When you meet Divorx in the field of battle again, one of the two of you will not return alive."
"That sounds way too ominous," Jesse says, "but I do suppose its true. Divorx hurt plenty of people. He may have even killed some."
"Next time, you won't be so late in arriving at the battle," the Elder says, "and during your spare time, you will be training here to improve your fighting prowess."
"And now, for the rules," Eleanor says, "you must only fight to defend and not to attack."
"What if there is a chance to stop the being attacking?" Jesse asks.
"It would be unwise to attack the Dark Specter before you are at your full strength," the Elder replies, "and even then it would be extremely hazardous. In fact, it would be best to wait until all of his forces are depleted or when he comes into battle himself to wait and fight him. Otherwise, he would surely destroy you."
"Well, then I guess we really need to find the other Morphers then," Jesse says, "because I certainly cannot do all of this fighting alone. My physical health just isn't good enough to do this alone."
"The Silver Morpher will increase your physical abilities even when you aren't morphed," Connerly says, "and anything that would weaken you in combat will be taken care of by the Power. You won't even catch a cold while you have the Silver Morpher."
"That's no problem," Jesse interrupts, "I've hardly been sick in years. Only a few bugs that made me feel horrible for a day or two but nothing I couldn't handle."
"The Dark Specter will not just attack your home town," the Elder replies, "he will attack the entire planet. He is not like the other villains who have attacked. They attack where they have opposition, and once they have destroyed that opposition, they attack the rest of the planet. But he will attack everywhere. Angel Grove, Leewood, Jackson, Washington, DC, New York; He will attack everywhere. The Power Rangers of before, who were supposed to protect the entire planet, in truth only protected their hometown. This is because those villains would only attack where they had opposition."
"Are there any other rules?" Jesse asks.
"To never use your powers for personal gain, and to never reveal your identity if you can help it," Connerly injects, "and to always be merciful to those who ask for it. Be it killing someone who is in pain, or offering sanctuary to a monster who asks for it."
"That sounds easy enough," Jesse says, "but what about Alex? I know he can be trusted, and if it is possible I would like for him to fight at my side. The two of us make a great team."
"If he is able to use one of the missing Morphers, then he is welcome to it," the Elder replies, "as it is, he can try and learn to use some Atlantean magic. He seems to have the potential to be a wizard of Atlantis. As it turns out, one of the last Atlantean Warriors was an ancestor of his."
"You mean Darien of the Clan Green?" Jesse asks.
"How did you know?" Connerly asks.
"The same thing that taught me everything else I used in that fight," Jesse replies simply, "the Power."
"Amazing," Alex whispers, awed.
"During situations where you must prove your own worth, that pool of knowledge, which is incredibly vast, will not be available to you," the Elder replies, "such as during schoolwork. It is not the easy way out. You can use that knowledge for studying, but not for the tests. You will have to learn the stuff on your own."
"I have more pride in my own abilities than to do that," Jesse replies, "I do not take the easy way out. Ever."
"It's true," Alex injects, "Jesse does everything on his own when it comes to proving his abilities. This might become a problem if the others who are able to use the Morphers taunt him."
"I just hope that there aren't any that are girls," Jesse shudders.
"And what is wrong about girls?" Eleanor demands, furious.
"Jesse has had way too many bad experiences with girls in the past," Alex answers for his friend, "he'll get over it eventually, especially if he has to work with a girl to defend the Earth."
"Well, the two of you must return to your homes," the Elder announces, "I believe tomorrow is not a school day. You can come here to train. Both of you."
He hands a small wristband to Alex and a matching one to Jesse. They resembled the communicators of the original Power Rangers, with Jesse's having silver stripes and Alex's having green and blue stripes.
"These are communicators," he explains once seeing their puzzled expressions, "they are modeled after the ones that the original Blue Power Ranger from Angel Grove designed. With them you can contact each other, us, and use the teleportation relay to get here or another place that you have a good mental picture of."
"Cool," was all Jesse had to say.
"Momentous," Alex says, agreeing.
"Now go to your homes," Eleanor says, "and be prepared for a rough day of training tomorrow."
Alex and Jesse nod their heads and teleport home.
"Do you think teaching him Atlantean magic is a wise decision Connerly?" the Elder asks.
"Jesse is gonna need all of the help he can get," Connerly replies, "and Alex has a lot of potential for Atlantean magic for not being a pure blooded Atlantean. In fact, the Atlantean blood in him is practically non- existant."
"Hopefully he can aid Jesse enough until we can find another Morpher," the Elder says, "hopefully he'll be able to use its power."
"Indeed," Eleanor says, "otherwise, the Earth is doomed."
Upon a dark throne sits a being of nearly unsurpassable evil.
An imp of some sort walks into the room and gets on its knees in a vile perversion of homage.
"Sire, we have discovered that the Earth is practically defenseless!" the minion grovels.
"What of the defenses it does have?" the dark being says, his voice sending chills down the spines of nearly all present.
"They are busy fighting others," the minion says, continuing its groveling, "the ones from the future are trying to capture the mutant Ransik. The Wild Force Rangers are busy fighting the Orgs. The Zeo Crystal's power has been abandoned, as has the Temple of Power and Ninjor. And none of those capable of fighting us have the strength to do so. We could take the Earth with just a low ranking Fiend and a squad of Spectrons."
"Very good," the Dark Specter, scourge of the known universe, says, his voice filled with pure evil, "send Divorx with 20 Spectrons to take out the first city on our list of targets."
"Yes, my Lord," the minion says, getting up and scurrying out of the room.
"What city am I destroying first?" Divorx, the 4th ranked Master of Spears demands.
"You will be destroying a home that has many bright minds," the minion says with a crooked smile, "just random destruction."
"Very well," Divorx says, "I shall return victorious. Carry on, Darkonda."
"Take 20 Spectrons with you," Darkonda says.
"Very well," Divorx sighs in disgust, "though I doubt I would need them."
Darkonda, a former mighty warrior, second only to the Dark Specter, grins his toothy grin.
Meanwhile, on Earth, in a small city called Jackson, TN, a young teenager hurries to school.
"Man, I'm late!" 17 year old Jesse Plunk cries out as he rushes to the bus stop.
Jesse certainly looked odd. Standing about 5' 10" tall with a head of dark brown hair that for some reason, though it was obvious he had been trying to tame it, just wouldn't stay fixed without spraying hair spray in it. And Jesse couldn't stand hair spray. Stroking his goatee and adjusting his glasses, Jesse looks around with his blue-green eyes as part of his usual paranoia. He sees something glittering in the ditch. It was a bit of a distance from the bus stop, and where the glittering object was there was no way the bus driver would be able to see him.
Debating as to whether to go and look or not, Jesse finally decides to go and see what was shining. One of Jesse's major weaknesses was his curiosity. But that weakness was countered by a strength few knew he had: he faked his naivete. He knew quite a lot about the world at large. He just pretended to be naïve and stupid in an attempt to get others to leave him alone. Who would want to hang around with a dunce, no matter how nice they were?
Checking to see what the glittering object was, Jesse discovers that it is a metallic disc. It was about three inches across and a little less than an inch thick. It had 6 variously colored buttons on it. The buttons were as follows in color clockwise: silver, aqua, white, bronze, clear, and platinum. He carefully picks it up. The moment he touches it, it begins to glow silver. Jerking his hand away, Jesse stares at the glowing disc for a few minutes.
He finally musters up his courage and picks it up. Nothing happens. After examining it for a moment, Jesse puts the disc in his backpack and goes back to the bus stop to catch the bus.
In Limbo, a group of people watch what just happened in curiosity. They had watched the scene unfold within a large pool that would magically show them what they wished to see.
"Why do you suppose the Silver Morpher has let itself be found?" an elderly man with a snow white beard, kind yet piercing blue eyes, and snow white short hair asks his colleagues.
"I have no clue," says a man wearing a green robe marking him as a member of the Clan Green and a high ranking wizard, "and why would it let itself be found by a kid still in school?"
"Zordon of Eltar chose teenagers to protect the Earth from Rita, Zedd, the Machine Empire, and Divatox," says a young woman in a flowing golden dress marking her as part of the nobility and part of Clan Eldryn on top of that.
"Yes, but Zordon had a reason to choose them," the first man says. He was wearing a dark violet robe with a dark navy blue streak down the center that marked him as a member of the Clan Atalantari. The circlet of gold around his head marked him as an Elder.
"Was not the Green Ranger chosen by Rita herself?" the man in green robes asks.
"He was, but his powers were stripped from him and Zordon chose him to possess the power of the new Ranger on his team," the woman answers, "but this young man should not even be able to touch the Silver Morpher without some great power within him. And the rest of the world has long since lost the genetic power to wield it, and he doesn't appear to be trained in any forms of magic. And he certainly couldn't be part Atlantean, so something is amiss with this young lad."
"It does not matter," the Elder replies, "Dark Specter is returning to Earth to destroy it like he tried to do to Atlantis eleven thousand years ago. The Atlantean Warriors defended us then and put up a great fight, but now the Earth doesn't even have the Atlantean Warriors. The teams of Power Rangers that they do have pale in comparison to even the Zeo Rangers, and even they would have been overcome by the power of the Dark Specter's true forces."
"And the Dark Specter is even more powerful now than he was when he attacked Atlantis," the wizard says frantically, "even if this boy somehow managed to reform the six remaining Atlantean Warriors, he still wouldn't be able to defend the Earth. All previous attackers of the Earth have attacked only one city, and defenders would emerge from that city. But the Dark Specter will attack the entire Earth, not just any one city. The militaries of the various governments will be helpless against the Dark Specter's forces, and the Atlantean Warriors will not be able to defend against his continuous onslaughts."
"Wait, even if he was able to use the Morpher, which he shouldn't be able to, he wouldn't be able to summon its full power yet," the Elder says, "he would be a Power Ranger, not an Atlantean Warrior."
"But he would be able to stand up against the Dark Specter for a while," the wizard says, "though he would eventually be overwhelmed if he does receive assistance."
"So what do we do?" the noblewoman asks.
"All that we can do for now," the Elder replies with a sigh, "wait and watch. And hope."
"What if he does manage to use the Silver Morpher?" the noblewoman asks.
"Then we bring him here, brief him on what is happening, and hope he agrees to fight," the Elder replies.
"And if he doesn't agree?" the wizard asks.
"Then you know what the outcome will be," the Elder replies, "Earth will be conquered by the Dark Specter. And there will be nothing that we will be able to do about it."
It had been an interesting school day for Jesse. Phys Ed had been fun, and a bit easier than usual. He hadn't gotten tired running the mile or any of the other exercises. It was as if he had a lot more strength and energy.
He sets his backpack down on the floor of his bedroom. He opens the back pouch and pulls out the disc that he had found that morning. It was no longer glowing, but it still shone brightly. Examining it closely, Jesse could see what was probably some form of writing. But it looked like nothing he had ever seen. No, he had seen something like it before. But he couldn't remember where.
Jesse briefly considered asking Alex for help since Alex had a scanner. They could copy the writing, if that was what it was, onto a piece of paper, put it through a scanner, and search the internet for a match. But then Jesse realized where he had seen something like this writing before. He quickly logs onto the internet and goes to a search engine. He quickly finds what he was looking for. Grabbing the disc, he compares the pictures on the screen with the disc he held in his hand.
"I knew it!" he declares triumphantly, "ancient Greek. Or a variation of it, at least."
He opens up a text file and begins comparing the symbols with modern English and types in the translation onto the text file. When he finishes, he prints it off and looks at it to see what it said.
"If ye be pure of heart, mind, and soul, and have a righteous and noble cause to defend, then ye shall be granted the power of this Morpher. Just press the buttons in this sequence: Silver, Bronze, Platinum, Crystal, White, Aqua. Then call out for the Silver Power of Atlantis to strengthen you. If your cause is found to be worthy, you shall become a mighty Warrior. If your cause is not pure, then you shall be cast into oblivion."
"Wow, that certainly is strange," Jesse remarks after he reads the translation, "this thing is talking about some power of Atlantis? I knew Atlantis wasn't a myth!"
Suddenly, he hears a knock on the door. Jesse rushes to the front door to find his best friend, Alex, standing there.
Alex was a young man, just a few months younger than Jesse though they were a full school grade apart, standing a little over six feet tall. His eyes shown with great intelligence thoughtfulness. He wasn't very well built muscle-wise, yet he was deceptively strong. He stood a good three inches taller than Jesse. His hair was a little lighter in color than Jesse's, and was well-groomed into a sensible style.
Hey dude, whats up?" Jesse asks.
"Jesse, dude, check the news," Alex says, a worried look on his face.
Jesse turns on the TV in the living room and turns it to Channel 3. A battle was going on. Police officer's were facing off against some sort of monster with a giant spear. The bullets they were fighting were having no effect. Also, several other strange creatures were attacking.
"What is going on?" Jesse asks, turning to face Alex, "monsters attacking that city Angel Grove again?"
"No, that's downtown Jackson," Alex replies, a grim look on his face.
"What!" Jesse exclaims. He turns to look at the screen again. He recognized a few parts of downtown, including city hall. "This can't be."
"'Fraid so man," Alex says, "and it appears no one is showing up to stop them."
A bright flash of light emanates from the computer room.
"What was that?" Alex asks.
"I have no idea," Jesse says as he heads for the computer room to investigate.
The disc that Jesse had found earlier was glowing! Not just shining, but truly glowing with a radiant silver light.
"What is that Jesse?" Alex asks, awed.
"I'm still not sure," Jesse says, "I found it while waiting for the bus this morning. I managed to translate the writing on it. It was in ancient Greek and says something about Atlantis."
"Jesse, Atlantis is a myth!" Alex tells his friend firmly, "besides, what's important is that our city is under attack by monsters and we're all doomed." Jesse is silent.
"Jesse, what are you thinking?" Alex asks, curious over Jesse's silence.
Jesse walks up to the computer, where the disc was laying. He reaches out and picks it up.
The instant he touches it, Jesse and Alex are teleported away, destination unknown.
Jesse and Alex appear within a large domed citadel. It had pillars that were pure white with gold trim and artistic designs adorning them. Statues lined the walls with plaques on each one telling of the accomplishments of the person portrayed in each statues. They were before an assembly of elderly people, including the three who had observed Jesse finding the Silver Morpher earlier.
"Greetings, Jesse Plunk and friend," the Elder says in a friendly greeting from his place at the head of the assembly, "I trust you did not find teleportation uncomfortable."
"Uh, how do you know my name?" Jesse demands, "where are we?"
"You are in the Hall of Heroes on Atlantis," the Elder replies, "and Atlantis is currently located within Limbo. As for how I know your name, it is magic."
"Then why don't you know my friend's name?" Jesse demands.
"Because he has not been connected to the network of Atlantean magic in any form that we know of," the noblewoman from earlier replies, "otherwise we would know his name and greet him accordingly."
The wizard of the Clan Green was simply staring at Alex and one of the statues.
"What is it Connerly?" the Elder asks.
"Elder, look at the similarities between the young one's friend and Darien," Connerly, head wizard of Clan Green says. The Elder does so.
"By the heavens, they look almost exactly alike!" the Elder replies.
"Who is Darien?" Jesse asks.
"All will be explained in time," the noblewoman replies, "as you know, your home town is under attack by monsters. You have an opportunity to be able to fight them and save your city."
"How can I fight them?" Jesse asks, eager to know more yet cautious at the same time, "I'm not much of a fighter against ordinary people, much less monsters."
"The disc that you found earlier today is an artifact of Atlantis that was lost when Atlantis was attacked and sent into Limbo over eleven thousand years ago," the Elder explains, "it is the mighty Silver Morpher, a relic that can transform you into a warrior very similar to the Power Rangers that have defended the Earth in recent years."
"Me? A Power Ranger?" Jesse scoffs, "I try and pretend to be a hero in my imagination, but I am far from being a real hero."
"Maybe so, but it takes a very special person to make the Silver Morpher react," Connerly tells him, "and for it to react so strongly you must be exceedingly rare."
"I'll admit Jesse is no ordinary person at times, but he is far from being able to be a hero," Alex tells the assembly, "in fact, he hates fighting except when he's mad."
"Or when I have a reason to fight," Jesse mutters.
"Well, you have a reason to fight now," the Elder tells him, "will you accept this power until one who is better trained for it comes along and is able to use it?"
"If it will defend my home, then yes," Jesse says with a nod of his head.
"Then step forth and present the Silver Morpher to the assembly," Connerly says.
Jesse steps forth and holds his hand out palm up with the Silver Morpher in it.
The Elder, Connerly, and the Clan Eldryn noblewoman examine the Morpher, then hand it hand to Jesse.
"You must figure out how to activate its powers," the Elder says after looking at the Morpher meaningfully, "we cannot tell you. It seems though that it will accept only you as its bearer for now."
"But Jesse knows nothing about Atlantean technology," Alex protests, "you have to help him."
"Actually, I think I may know how to summon this power," Jesse tells his friend, "before you arrived I was on the internet, translating the text on this disc. It was a form of ancient Greek. From that I figured out what it said."
"Ancient Greek?" the noblewoman asks, outraged, "you are comparing the elegant language of Altantis to that of those cavemen of Greece?!"
"I simply said there were enough similarities for me to translate," Jesse retorts.
"Enough!" the Elder commands, "Eleanor, the Greeks derived their language from ours. So did many others, but they kept it the most pure for the longest time. Their civilization was greatly based on our own."
"Still, they were so uncultured," Eleanor replies.
"Jesse, will you please summon the power?" the Elder replies, "though to activate it as it will be, not at full power since you are not born of Atlantis, you must call out 'It's Morphin' Time!'"
"Very well," Jesse says, "it's Morphin' time!"
He presses the silver icon, then the bronze icon, then the platinum icon, then the crystal icon, then the white icon, and finally the aqua icon. He then holds the Morpher up in the air, similar in a way to that of what the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers did, though only they would know that.
A flash of silver light envelops Jesse.
The light slowly solidifies into a uniform. It was basically similar to the White Mighty Morphin Power Ranger. The shield was basically the same as the White Morphin Ranger's, though it was silver where the White Morphin Ranger's was gold and metallic white where it would be black. The helmet was similar to hat of the White Morphin Ranger's, though it had the design of a winged dragon instead of the tiger design that the White Ranger had. The boots reached halfway up Jesse's calves. They were gold with thin black stripes and black bars at the end and another black strip just above the ankle. It also had golden armbands. The belt it had on was similar to the belt worn by the White Ranger, only the buckle was silver with gold trim.
As the light dissipates, Alex looks on with awe. That was Jesse? Jesse was becoming a hero? This was unreal.
Jesse, is that you?" Alex asks.
"Yeah dude, how do I look?" Jesse asks, his voice deeper and barely recognizable.
"See for yourself," the Elder says, "Connerly."
Connerly makes a few passes with his hands and a shining field forms in front of Jesse with the exact same properties as a mirror. Jesse examines himself in the mirror.
"Incredible," he murmurs as he examines himself, "do I have any weapons?"
"Search within your mind and you will know the answer," Connerly replies, "the power that fuels the Silver Morpher guides those who bear it by giving them innate knowledge of their capabilities. As you grow in skill and potential, it will guide you to new levels of power and skill."
Jesse searches his mind and the answer forms. He stretches out his right hand into the air.
"Silver Staff!" he calls out. A streak of light forms in his outstretched hand and solidifies into a Staff.
To those who had seen the weapon wielded by the Gold Ranger, they would see various similarities between the two weapons. But where the Gold Ranger's Staff had three somewhat curved lines on two sides to form the head of the Staff, the Staff Jesse held in his hand had six spikes sticking out of each side. And it was silver instead of gold.
"Wow, this was cool," Jesse murmurs as he examines his weapon.
"Don't you prefer a sword, Jesse?" Alex asks.
"Yes, but this Staff can form itself into a sword," Jesse replies, "Elder, do you think it is possible that the other Morphers can be retrieved and candidates be found to wield them?"
The Elder looked genuinely surprised. "Son, the other Morphers are sealed away in various museums," he begins, "the Aqua Morpher lies in the remains of Pompei."
"And the Green Morpher?" Jesse asks.
"The great sage, Ninjor, used it to make the Power Coins that were used by the original Power Rangers," Connerly replies, "and they were then destroyed by a being known as Goldar during a very odd circumstance. It no longer exists."
"This is sad," Jesse says, hanging his head, "I may have to fight this war on my own. Even if I could reach the true full potential of the Silver Atlantean Ranger, which I can't do without all six other Atlantean Rangers, I seriously doubt I could win this fight on my own."
"You know who the enemy is?" Eleanor queries, surprised.
"The Power told me," Jesse replies simply, "and now, I must go and save my home."
With that, he leaps into a teleport, similar to the way that the Gold Ranger would teleport, only white with silver edges.
Divorx was having a lot of fun. The law enforcement that the Earth had was completely pathetic. Even the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, using the powers of the DinoZords, would be able to put up more of a fight. None of them could even fight him face to face. They simply tried shooting him from a distance with low tech firearms. They didn't even have lasers! But Divorx still wanted a challenge. Terrifying humans was fun, but he still wanted a good fight.
"Stop right there!" a deep voice commands.
Divorx turns to see silver clad figure holding a staff. He could feel power of some sort emanating from this mystery figure, and it even felt a bit familiar.
"If you want me to stop, then stop me," Divorx replies, "but first, you must prove yourself worthy to challenge me in combat. Spectrons, attack!"
The Spectrons attack with extreme ferocity. They were a combination of the Cogs used by the now gone Machine Empire and the Quantrons used by Astronema, the Princess of Evil who turned good. They were even a bit reminiscent of the Piranhatrons used by the Pirate Queen Divatox. They were the best foot soldiers that the Dark Specter had. Their numbers were inexhaustible, and they were incredibly strong. And there were 20 Spectrons to face this single brave human.
The Spectrons attack two at a time, using their large blade weapons (A/N: Think the weapons that Quantrons use.), but were thrown back by a series of punches and kicks as well as slashes with the head of the Staff.
"You are very good," Divorx chuckles sinisterly, "are you human?"
"You'll never know," the warrior retorts after slicing through a Spectron's chest armor.
"Who are you?" Divorx asks as this mysterious warrior manages to defeat the last of the Spectrons.
"I am the Silver Ranger of Atlantis!" the warrior replies with force, "and I am here to boot you off of this planet! This planet is my home!"
Sitting on his throne, the Dark Specter rises in shock at the announcement the silver clad warrior. It couldn't be! Atlantis was destroyed eleven thousand years ago! He himself destroyed it! All of its technology should now be useless.
And yet a human was definitely using the Power of Atlantis. Not just any power, but the Silver Power of Atlantis! The strongest Power of Atlantis was at this human's disposal.
The Dark Specter begins to chuckle. The youth fought well, but it was obvious he was relying on the Power to guide him. He was no fighter. Divorx would make short work of him, especially if he got no reinforcements.
Jesse blocks Divorx's spear with his Staff, keeping the spear from ripping into his left shoulder.
"You're strong, Silver Ranger," Divorx sneers, "but you can't last much longer. No human can defeat me." With that, he pushes forward in a burst of strength, throwing Jesse against a wall. Jesse lands on the ground hard.
Jesse slowly gets to his feet, clutching the Silver Staff just below the ornamental head in his left hand.
"You think you have me beaten, monster," Jesse says confidently, "but I have only begun to fight." With that, he grabs the head of the Staff with his right hand, willing it to transform into a sword hilt. He then slides his left hand down the rest of the Staff. As his hand passes over the Staff, it transforms into a double edged silver blade.
"Silver Saber, battle ready!" Jesse says, not holding the Silver Saber in his right hand.
"You still can't beat me, Divorx, the 4th level Master of Spears!" Divorx cries out as he rushes Jesse.
Back at Atlantis Alex, the Elder, Connerly, and Eleanor watch the battle.
"You're friend has guts," Connerly remarks, "and he has a strong will. Yes, he just might be able to stand on his own long enough for us to figure out a way for him to fight on his own."
"Yes, but can he take the burden of fighting?" Eleanor asks. She turns to Alex. "You know him well, I should hope. What do you think?"
Alex was deep in thought watching the battle.
"Young man?" Eleanor asks, placing a hand on Alex's right shoulder. Alex turns to face her.
"Do you think he can handle fighting?" she asks again.
"He can probably do it is he isn't on duty all the time," Alex responds, "Jesse isn't in the best of physical shape. He'll be feeling the effects of this battle for a long time to come. He won't last long."
"The Power of the Atlantean Morphers protects their bearers," the Elder responds, "he will slowly get in much better physical shape. His strength, speed, and reflexes started increasing the moment he picked up the Silver Morpher. He should try and learn some self-defense without having to rely on the Silver Morpher. Right now I can see that he is hardly even using the knowledge of sword fighting that the Power is offering him."
"Jesse prides himself on his knowledge of sword fighting techniques," Alex replies, "they are all self taught, so it is completely unrefined. Yet he could probably last a while in a real duel of life and death."
"He will have to refine his skill," the Elder says, "he can keep his own style, but he must learn some true fighting techniques. If he doesn't, then he will be defeated for a lack of skill."
During this conversation, Connerly ws looking at Alex strangely.
"What is it?" Alex asks the Atlantean wizard.
"You look so much like Darien," Connerly simply replies.
"Who is Darien?" Alex demands.
"Darien was one of the previous defenders of Atlantis, eleven thousand years ago," Connerly replies, "the Dark Specter attacked Atlantis, knowing that if we went on unhindered we would pose a threat to him far beyond anything else he could ever dream. So he decided to destroy Atlantis. The Atlantean Warriors, who now since their powers would not be as easily accessible in the hands of non Atlanteans thus making them have to become Power Rangers, defended us against his onslaughts. Darien, a kinsman of mine, was the Crystal Warrior. He came up with the idea of sending Atlantis into Limbo when the Dark Specter launched his final attack. That attack used up a lot of his energy, and we managed to divert most of it into the spell that brought us here."
"What is Limbo?" Alex asks.
"It is simply neither here nor there," Connerly replies, "it is in between the fabric of reality. From here, we could instantly go anywhere instantly."
"Incredible," Alex says under his breath, "please go on with your story."
"Well, after using up so much of the Dark Specter's power as well as so much of their own, the Atlantean Warrior's were trapped outside of Atlantis forever," Connerly resumes, "they settled various parts of the world. It took us centuries to create this magic pool to enable us to view the Earth. We later learned that when we sent ourselves into Limbo, the Dark Specter decided to try and conquer Earth. It took him a thousand years to regain all of the power that he used up. Unfortunately for him, by that time an Eltarian wizard named Zordon and an evil enchantress named Rita Repulsa came to Earth in their war of good and evil. Zordon's presence was so pure that it sent the Dark Specter away. Rita eventually trapped Zordon within a time warp of sorts and was then and forever trapped within a place very similar to Limbo. Zordon was the mentor to the original team of Power Ranger's. It was later learned that for some unknown reason, the Green Warrior, Daystar Cloud, gave his Green Morpher to a wise and noble sage named Ninjor and Ninjor then used its material to forge the original Power Coins that gave the Power Rangers their Power. Rita somehow stole the Green Coin and used it to create and evil Green Ranger when she resurfaced after Zordon defeated her ten thousand years ago. But the Green Ranger eventually overcame the evil spell she placed on him and joined the Power Rangers in their fight against Rita and her henchmen. His Power remained truest to its original form, that of the Green Atlantean Warrior. But now even that is practically lost forever. Of all of the Power Coins that Ninjor forged those thousands of years ago, only the Green Coin remains and its Power was stolen by Rita once again. It remained on the side of good this time, now being wielded by the Red Ranger. But when the Green Ranger returned by re- energizing his coin by absorbing the energy of a magic shield spell, he became a target. Take a Ranger's Powers and the team itself still stands firm. But destroy a Ranger and the team falls apart with grief. He nearly lost his life several times due to fading powers. Finally, the evil Lord Zedd caused his powers to be drained away for good. But then Zordon created the White Ranger. Now the Atlantean Warriors have a White Warrior, and hopefully we'll be able to find the Morpher and a suitable user, but he is in fact quite different from the White Mighty Morphin Power Ranger. Far superior in every way. Why, a single Atlantean Ranger could take on every possible team of Power Rangers that Zordon ever devised. With the possible exception of the team that used the power of the Zeo Crystal."
"Zeo Crystal?" Alex inquires.
"The Zeo Crystal is a mighty magical crystal developed by the wizards of the M 51 galaxy," Connerly explains, "it's power is incredible. It was used by Zordon of Eltar to form the Zeo Rangers after some very unique events. The Zeo Rangers and the Atlantean Rangers are almost equal in power, though the Atlantean Rangers would be far stronger."
"Whatever happened to the Zeo Crystal?" Alex asks.
"Well, when the Pirate Queen Divatox arrived, a different power was needed," Connerly explains, "so they had to put away the Zeo Crystal and use the Power of Turbo. The Zeo Crystal is now lost. Only Zordon knew where it was, and he died when the aliens attacked the Earth a couple of years ago."
"The same person that Rita Repulsa used to make her evil Green Ranger was made the White Ranger by Zordon," Connerly continues, "he eventually became the Red Zeo Ranger, Zeo Ranger 5. Finally, he was the first Red Turbo Ranger. In the end, he retired since he graduated from high school and was required to go on with his life. A greater warrior of good was never selected by Zordon and no other Ranger on any other team anywhere has been as mighty an enemy against evil. For only two others had to endure the trials of being evil, and one was plagued by a curse that kept him from helping his fellow Rangers too much. And the other is too much of a loner to truly join up with his fellow Rangers, though he helps them whenever they need it."
"Incredible," Alex murmurs, "how many different teams of Rangers have there been?"
"Several," Connerly replies, "if you count the team completely new whenever one person is replaced or someone is added, then twenty-six teams."
"Twenty-six!" Alex yelps.
"Yes, though there have only been 11 different Ranger powers," Connerly elaborates, "Currently, only the newest teams are in use. The DinoZord powers, the ThunderZord powers, the NinjaZord powers, the Zeo powers, and the Turbo powers are no longer in use. Only the Astro Rangers, the Galaxy Rangers, the Lightspeed Rangers, a couple of the Time Force Rangers, and the Wild Force Rangers are still on active duty."
"Do you think any of them could help Jesse?" Alex asks.
"The Astro Rangers are on the planet KO-35, home to their Red Ranger," Connerly replies, "the Galaxy Rangers are defending the Terra Venture colony, the Lightspeed Rangers are somewhat disbanded, only coming together when absolutely needed. The Time Force Rangers are fighting a mutant named Ransik, trying to capture him and make him pay for his crimes. They are law enforcers, not true fighters against evil. They fight the more common evils. And the Wild Force Rangers aren't even at their true full fighting strength. They lack their Red Ranger. So Jesse is in truth alone in this fight. Though with the way the Dark Specter will be attacking, he may team up with these other Rangers at times. At least the ones of Earth, anyway."
"So Jesse really is fighting all alone," Alex says mournfully.
"Yes, but hopefully not for long," Eleanor replies firmly, "we will do all that we can to locate the other Morphers so he can have some help."
"Look!" the Elder cries out, alarmed, "things are not looking good!"
Indeed, things were not looking good for Jesse. His sword skills were indeed raw and unrefined. And unlike Divorx, he did not know of any long range attacks that he could perform.
Divorx charged his spear and hurled and energy blast from it at Jesse. The blast hits him in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
Jesse struggles to his feet, digging the Silver Saber into the ground, leaning on it for support.
"Man, this is though," he mutters, "how did the other Power Rangers do it so much? Oh yeah, there was always at least five of them and there's only me here. Maybe there is something in my repertoire that will help."
He focuses a minute, searching within his mind for the vast knowledge that he had acquired once morphed. A few seconds later he found something that could help.
Standing up, Jesse whirls the sword the sword clockwise in front of him until his wrist was bent back, then whirls the sword around and basically cuts through the arc he had just made. The moment the two paths cross a bolt of energy flies out of the sword and strike Divorx in the chest. But the attack only slightly hinders the monster.
"So, you have a bit more of a sting than I thought," Divorx chuckles, "but its not enough!" With that, he hurls another energy bolt at Jesse. Jesse jumps out of the attacks way and sends another bolt of energy at Divorx, but it does no more damage than the first.
"So, you think you can defy my power?" Divorx laughs, "well, then, allow me to show you a true energy blast!" He charges up an enormous amount of energy in the tip of his spear. You could plainly see an orb of yellow energy with black lightning bolts crackling our and around it forming.
"Eve if you dodge this, I will cause an incredible amount of destruction and no doubt kill many of these insignificant humans," Divorx laughs. He hurls the energy sphere at Jesse.
Jesse performs his energy attack again, only this time he focuses the energy into the arc of the blade. The maneuver forms a barrier of energy that is strong enough to not only deflect Divorx's blast, but absorbs it. Jesse then finishes the attack with it now charged with the power of Divorx's own attack.
The sharp wave of energy plows through Divorx, knocking him back and into a wall. He lands on his feet and charges Jesse again. Jesse blocks the spear swing with his Silver Saber. This was not good. He was using every trick he could think of and whatever he could get from the pool of knowledge that was the power of the Silver Atlantean Ranger, but to no avail. He was doing everything in his power and he still couldn't win.
Jesse leaps away from Divorx and changes he Silver Saber back into Staff mode.
Jesse holds up the Staff up in the air in his right hand. Silver energy gather in the blade of the Staff. "Silver Blast!" he calls out as he aims the blade at Divorx.
A tremendous blast of energy emits from the Staff and collides into Divorx, shredding his defenses and Divorx himself. As the energy dissipates, Divorx falls to his knees.
"You are stronger than you look, Silver Ranger," Divorx says, gasping in pain, "but I will be back, stronger than before!"
With that, he teleports away.
"Darn, he got away," Jesse mutters, "well, better get back to Atlantis. Jesse teleports away as well.
"Good fight, young Jesse," the Elder congratulates, "a hard fought victory."
"It wasn't a complete victory," Jesse protests, "I didn't have enough power to destroy him."
"You are not yet are your full energy level," Connerly tells him, "your attacks aren't at their optimum strength. You did incredibly well for your first battle though."
"Divorx said he would be back," Jesse tells them.
"And he will be, no doubt more wary than before," Eleanor says, "but you will be stronger as well. When you meet Divorx in the field of battle again, one of the two of you will not return alive."
"That sounds way too ominous," Jesse says, "but I do suppose its true. Divorx hurt plenty of people. He may have even killed some."
"Next time, you won't be so late in arriving at the battle," the Elder says, "and during your spare time, you will be training here to improve your fighting prowess."
"And now, for the rules," Eleanor says, "you must only fight to defend and not to attack."
"What if there is a chance to stop the being attacking?" Jesse asks.
"It would be unwise to attack the Dark Specter before you are at your full strength," the Elder replies, "and even then it would be extremely hazardous. In fact, it would be best to wait until all of his forces are depleted or when he comes into battle himself to wait and fight him. Otherwise, he would surely destroy you."
"Well, then I guess we really need to find the other Morphers then," Jesse says, "because I certainly cannot do all of this fighting alone. My physical health just isn't good enough to do this alone."
"The Silver Morpher will increase your physical abilities even when you aren't morphed," Connerly says, "and anything that would weaken you in combat will be taken care of by the Power. You won't even catch a cold while you have the Silver Morpher."
"That's no problem," Jesse interrupts, "I've hardly been sick in years. Only a few bugs that made me feel horrible for a day or two but nothing I couldn't handle."
"The Dark Specter will not just attack your home town," the Elder replies, "he will attack the entire planet. He is not like the other villains who have attacked. They attack where they have opposition, and once they have destroyed that opposition, they attack the rest of the planet. But he will attack everywhere. Angel Grove, Leewood, Jackson, Washington, DC, New York; He will attack everywhere. The Power Rangers of before, who were supposed to protect the entire planet, in truth only protected their hometown. This is because those villains would only attack where they had opposition."
"Are there any other rules?" Jesse asks.
"To never use your powers for personal gain, and to never reveal your identity if you can help it," Connerly injects, "and to always be merciful to those who ask for it. Be it killing someone who is in pain, or offering sanctuary to a monster who asks for it."
"That sounds easy enough," Jesse says, "but what about Alex? I know he can be trusted, and if it is possible I would like for him to fight at my side. The two of us make a great team."
"If he is able to use one of the missing Morphers, then he is welcome to it," the Elder replies, "as it is, he can try and learn to use some Atlantean magic. He seems to have the potential to be a wizard of Atlantis. As it turns out, one of the last Atlantean Warriors was an ancestor of his."
"You mean Darien of the Clan Green?" Jesse asks.
"How did you know?" Connerly asks.
"The same thing that taught me everything else I used in that fight," Jesse replies simply, "the Power."
"Amazing," Alex whispers, awed.
"During situations where you must prove your own worth, that pool of knowledge, which is incredibly vast, will not be available to you," the Elder replies, "such as during schoolwork. It is not the easy way out. You can use that knowledge for studying, but not for the tests. You will have to learn the stuff on your own."
"I have more pride in my own abilities than to do that," Jesse replies, "I do not take the easy way out. Ever."
"It's true," Alex injects, "Jesse does everything on his own when it comes to proving his abilities. This might become a problem if the others who are able to use the Morphers taunt him."
"I just hope that there aren't any that are girls," Jesse shudders.
"And what is wrong about girls?" Eleanor demands, furious.
"Jesse has had way too many bad experiences with girls in the past," Alex answers for his friend, "he'll get over it eventually, especially if he has to work with a girl to defend the Earth."
"Well, the two of you must return to your homes," the Elder announces, "I believe tomorrow is not a school day. You can come here to train. Both of you."
He hands a small wristband to Alex and a matching one to Jesse. They resembled the communicators of the original Power Rangers, with Jesse's having silver stripes and Alex's having green and blue stripes.
"These are communicators," he explains once seeing their puzzled expressions, "they are modeled after the ones that the original Blue Power Ranger from Angel Grove designed. With them you can contact each other, us, and use the teleportation relay to get here or another place that you have a good mental picture of."
"Cool," was all Jesse had to say.
"Momentous," Alex says, agreeing.
"Now go to your homes," Eleanor says, "and be prepared for a rough day of training tomorrow."
Alex and Jesse nod their heads and teleport home.
"Do you think teaching him Atlantean magic is a wise decision Connerly?" the Elder asks.
"Jesse is gonna need all of the help he can get," Connerly replies, "and Alex has a lot of potential for Atlantean magic for not being a pure blooded Atlantean. In fact, the Atlantean blood in him is practically non- existant."
"Hopefully he can aid Jesse enough until we can find another Morpher," the Elder says, "hopefully he'll be able to use its power."
"Indeed," Eleanor says, "otherwise, the Earth is doomed."