TWO SIDES TO EVERY STORY
Ravyn Jayne: Cam and Hunter? Well enjoy this chapter! I've put a nice slab of it in here somewhere!
Prinzessin: Yeah I know it flows BAAAAD but I'm trying to work on it. Stick with me though (General Lee's a Major fan of yours actually.)
Miz Greenleaf: Lothar/Lothor yeah I know...I do that on and off. I find it real funny that the same actor plays LothAr and Sensei...doesn't that mean he was fighting/talking to himself in the first episode?
Chapter 9: Fight Rite
The morning surf was good today. Tori waded from the foam with a smile. She looked over her shoulder. A surfer in white swim shorts was tossed off his board. Tori frowned when he didn't come up after several minutes.
"Oh my God" she gasped.
"What?" a voice asked.
"He didn't come up" she exclaimed sloshing forwards.
"Who? The cute guy in white shorts?"
"Yeah!" she exclaimed and turned. It was Christian, in his low hanging white shorts. The board he'd fallen from slid over on a wave. "Christian? I didn't know you surfed...then again I don't know much about you."
"I'm full of surprises," grinned Christian. "So, hows to going?"
"Great...oh Kelly wants to say thanks for saving her and her cash...twice. JJ, the punk you thrashed first time, told a friend that Kelly took the month's takings and cash out of the register and safe around the same time every month, so he waited until he saw her do it. The police got him and JJ so...well he's going away".
The pair strode along the beach. "I figured it wasn't possible to be that unlucky," Christian said. "She seems like a nice person. Tough but fair".
"She is" admitted Tori. "So, you're working with Cam on that book?"
"Yeah, where'd he get it?"
Tori's mind raced. "I amn't sure he didn't say. I vaguely remember him mention it being a family heirloom...I think that's what he said."
"Okay" Christian shrugged. "So, surf here often?"
"Only all the time" sighed Tori. "When we go on holidays I get to surf on a few cool beaches somewhere else...but this place is in my heart. Where'd you learn to surf?"
"South of France, Australia, Miami, Ireland, Canary Islands and South Africa" listed Christian. "My parents had money. Bundles of it."
"Wow" murmured Tori. "Lucky you"
"Not really" sighed Christian. "I was always half a person. I never had...something"
Tori bumped him with her shoulder and smiled. "Hey, why don't you hang around with Cam for a while? He'll give you something...namely an overdose of sarcasm".
"Fun...woo" Christian said dryly. He smiled at her and she smiled at him.
"Tori"
Blake was standing defensively behind Christian. Tori smiled...he hugged her and kissed her a bit too passionately for a hello. Christian smiled one of his sad smiles.
"Whoa...what was that for?" she giggled.
"Nothing" Blake said softly. "Aside from you being you".
Christian turned and trudged away. "See you guys around" he called. "And get a room you crazy kids". He disappeared over the dunes. Tori looked at Blake and frowned.
"Damn!" Dustin held his hand, dabbing the cut with a towel from the rack in the garage. Someone kneeled by him and pried the towel away.
"If you want an infection that's the way to get one" the boy said. He had black spiky hair and dark blue eyes. "Here let me see". He took Dustin's hand in his and looked it over. "Ouch. I think someone needs a plaster".
He helped Dustin up and found the first aid box behind the desk. He bandaged Dustin's hand gently. "I'm Dustin"
"Huntington...call me Hunt" he grinned. "There, all bandaged up."
Dustin looked at his hand and then at the boy. "Do I know you?" he asked. The guy was dressed in a black T-shirt and jeans with a leather jacket on. He didn't look familiar. But there was something there...
"Not that I know of" admitted the boy. "But who's to say there's no such thing as reincarnation?" he looked at Dustin's bike. "Yowza, what happened there?"
"Crash"
"You okay?"
"Yeah"
"Good"
There was silence as Hunt examined the bike gently...he was very...hostile...it was kind of...a turn on? Whoa! That was odd. But it was true; he looked like he would really know what he was doing in stopthinkingthatDustin. He cut the thoughts off.
"Man I bet this thing could really bang you!"
"What!" Dustin shrilled.
"The bike, this saddle it's really tough it could give you major saddle sores," Hunt explained patting the seat. "You look a little warm..."
"Uhh nah" Dustin said feeling really awkward. "Umm...I'm just flattered you care about my bike so much."
"Mnyeh" Hunt said. "It's a pet peeve of mine."
He rose and leaned over the bike past Dustin to grab a wrench. His body was cool, well built it seemed and strong and also a major turn on to Dustin. Get out of my brain evil not-right-with-a-guy thoughts! Dustin snarled inwardly.
"If you tighten a little here and loosen a little there it can make all the difference" smiled Hunt. It was the kind of smile that belonged on a bandit who made angels strap on bungee jumping gear and take a plunge.
"Well be careful, this bike is in pretty bad shape, it might eat your arm".
"Say" Hunt said. "Do you want to see a race? It's on tonight and you can bring some friends. It's also..."
"Illegal?"
"Yeah" nodded Hunt. "But definitely worth seeing."
Dusting nibbled his lip for a moment. "I guess...maybe..."
"It's under Ascale Bridge at 8:00..." Hunt laughed. "I know the bridge is actually not a bridge because it's missing the middle of it. But the race is tonight and you can watch it from on top...look I know you probably don't want to go to such a -well- crappy part of town but the racers are really cool."
"Okay...see you at eight" Dustin said at last. Hunt gave another devilish smile.
Matriarchus led the Kezlacks up the rock ridge. "The full moon opens the cavern and the sword will be ours! HEY YOU NO SLACKING" she roared at a lagging Kezlack.
Kim grabbed Jason's forearm and climbed the rock ledge. "It's dusk," she said. "We have 2 more hours tops before the moon rises and the bad guys can get in".
"Then let's not stop" Rocky suggested.
"We're nearly there anyway," Trini added as she hopped over a log. "We can make it before moonrise. Well...we should."
"Unless we're attacked by men who have pots for heads" Adam said.
"Stop talking or you'll Jinx it," warned Rocky.
Trini glanced at the map and walked over to a waterfall splashing forth from the rocks above forming a small pool. "This way" she said. She tucked the map back into her backpack and pushed through the curtain of water.
"Well my hair's going to be destroyed but still..." Kim muttered as she walked through the water. Adam followed, then Rocky and lastly Jason. He glanced about one last time before he walked into the liquid portal.
They found themselves on a ledge, stepping from the air having walked a dark passage of stars for an unknown amount of time. And now they were here, standing before a Buddha statue.
"Wow" Kim said. "Do I get frequent Flier miles for that little run?"
Jason and Trini walked over to the Buddha. There was the echo of deep chanting around it, from within it. "Halt" a voice boomed, shaking rocks from the cliffs behind the statue. It sat in the way of an alcove of rock, a perfect fit. "If you seek to pass this place then you must prove your worth!"
Jason stared at the flames as they sprang up. Rocky swallowed nervously. "Please say he wants a BBQ cook off!"
"We walk through the flames or...face that," Trini said. She pointed at the approaching sheet of lightening scorching the ground with javelins of blue and white light.
"Man this is going to sting," Rocky groaned. He hurled himself down the path of flames. Trini and Kim took off after him, then Jason. Adam glanced at the Buddha that was moving away, seemingly stretching the space between them rather then it actually moving.
"Talking statues...why amn't I shocked?" he groaned.
He darted down the path of flames. They licked at him feebly but soon he slowed and realized they didn't hurt. He touched them letting them roll over his palm and lick his face. He strode on to the Buddha where the others stood. The Buddha rose on the air and gave its stony head a nod. They passed under him into the alcove where he crashed down to Earth once more and sealed them into the alcove.
"That's really not good" Trini muttered.
"Come on" Kim said. She reached the large stone doors in the alcove and pushed on them. They refused to move.
"Sorry Rangers but you aren't that...oh" Matriarchus was apparently disappointed by who she found in the stone pit. She and her Kezlacks were most unimpressed. "The washed up ones...oh well kill them quick"
"So all we had to do was teleport here?" grated Rocky.
"There's safeguards," muttered Trini. "3—2—1!"
The Buddha's body spun around on the ground, its eyes lit up and fired a blast at Matriarchus. She raised her hands holding out a spell script. A Chinese spell disc rose up and accepted the blast.
"Whoa I felt that" Adam said as the remnants of the power in his body hummed in shock from the magical echo. "She couldn't have stood against that!"
"Not an issue right now Adam!" Rocky exclaimed slamming a Kezlack into a wall and dodging a stab. Trini slipped into the style of the Mantis and delivered a series of crunching kicks.
Kim back flipped into a Kezlack and knocked him flying. Jason sledge hammered down on one and caught him from the air swinging her around to kick three Kezlacks in their heads.
Adam backhanded a Kezlack and kicked it so hard its face rang.
"We have to get out of here!" Adam said. "INTO THE CAVE!"
"It's not open!" Kim exclaimed harshly. She leapfrogged Kezlack but did another tackle shoulder. Jason gave a roar and gripped the Kezlack who'd tackled her by the back of the neck and smashed its face into a rock.
"Come on we passed the test!" Adam roared.
"Maybe we weren't worthy" Jason gasped as a soldier of evil slugged him in the jaw.
"But we're power rangers" whispered Kim. And the doors rippled, bubbled and became light, spears of rainbows lashed out slaying Kezlacks. A shape flowed towards them. A woman who looked suspiciously familiar and so like Dmitria... it couldn't be.
"Divatox?" exclaimed Adam.
"Yes" whispered the woman. "Once I was...now I am Persephia who I always was... yet could never be". She pointed at Matriarchus. "This demon beast will never pass these doors, she can never have that power. But you five have remembered that once a ranger...always a ranger. Enter, you are Rangers now and forever and you must guard the hallowed blade."
They looked at Divatox/Persephia one last time and rushed into the dark vortex of the cave doors.
"NO!" shrieked the alien witch.
"Yes" Persephia intoned. She raised her hands and blasted Matriarchus with a golden bolt. The light lifted the witch away and flung her out of the alcove.
Cassidy paced. "Missing ex-rangers plus missing Map equals hell" she stated.
"This is totally whack dude," Cyber Cam groaned.
"I told you I'd clean your server if you called me that again and when I said clean I meant with a hatchet" Cassidy snapped icily.
"Who chill d--"Cyber Cam vanished rather then finish the sentence.
"We must not fear, destiny has a hand in this" Kanoi said somersaulting onto the console. "Let things run their course"
"I'm new here," Cassidy said with a smile. "Excuse me for continuing to pace." She sighed and returned to pacing. "I need a walk" she groaned at last and walked out of Ninja Ops.
"Tori! Can't we talk?" Blake said admittedly more pleadingly then he'd intended. "I wasn't insinuating anything!"
"Yes you were" Tori said as she stormed out of her house. Blake had been on her phone trying to talk to her since she'd left him at the beach. She'd been so angry the sand had turned to glass under her feet! --Okay not literally but you get the idea.
"I didn't I was angry with him!" exclaimed Blake.
"Blake" hissed Tori as she trudged towards the beach. "You were JEALOUS of him talking to me! I've only just met Christian! JUST –MET! I don't know enough about him other then that he's a sweet, gentle and kind guy! And then you come along and make it seem like he's using it as an act!"
"I just think it's weird he was there TWICE to save Kelly"
"And maybe she was lucky!" Tori snapped. She turned and spotted s shape in a loose white shirt and long white trousers lying spread-eagled on the sand, the moon high over his head. Staring at the silver disk in the sky.
"You can apologize to him now" she said, grabbed Blake's arm and marched towards Christian. She stopped when she saw the tear glistening on his cheek.
"Christian?" Tori said carefully.
He didn't move he just spoke in a croaking voice. "Hey Tori" he said. "Hi Blake."
"What's wrong?" Tori asked kneeling in the sand beside him.
"Hmmm..." Christian said, thinking. "I don't know myself. I feel...so...bad...like... a part of me is remembering something painful..."
"What?" Blake asked slowly.
"Someone betraying my trust, taking advantage of me...and this deep...this deep feeling of betrayal. As if...it was deeper then anything could ever be" he sat up slowly and stared out to sea. "I can't describe it without getting confusing" he sighed.
Blake sat down beside him. "Any idea what it was?"
"No" Christian said. "It hurt me, badly, mentally and physically..."
He sat up and looked at them. "Anyway, you guys don't need this on your minds. And I have to go and help my landlords move some furniture..."
"Landlords? Where do you live?" Blake asked casually.
"Grey boarding house on the corner of Snow and Night" Christian said rising to his feet. "Mr Grey had a botched operation on his back, he's in a wheelchair now and so we, the borders, pitch in and do all that stuff for them."
"Oh...do you want a lift?" Blake offered.
"Nah I'm okay" Christian shrugged. He dusted himself off and straightened his clothes. "See you guys around."
Tori and Blake linked arms as he disappeared over the dunes. "I was being nice..." Blake indicated their arms. "Does that mean I'm forgiven"
"Maybe" Tori grinned.
"Hmm...that's just not good enough for me," sighed Blake. He leaned over and kissed her. Tori's brain gave a giddy giggle and diverted all power from the rest of her body into the kiss...a single thought formed: "Tee-hee".
Blake felt the fireworks going off as the little men in his brain started a conga line and spread the margaritas around. And look there were a few employees of Blake's Brain making out in the corner...yay...
"Forgiven" Tori said as the kiss ended. She smiled and looked out at the water. "So, are you going to learn how to surf or do I date a landlubber?"
"I might be persuaded to chance my arm" Blake said. "By a stunningly beautiful, funny and smart – not to mention fashionable – surfer babe"
"Well since you put it that way..." Tori sighed and hugged Blake's arm. He leaned his head on hers and felt content...which was rare for him.
Christian pushed open the door and looked around. The kindly old Mrs Grey appeared at the door, a lasagne in her oven mitts. "Hello Christian dear" she cooed. "How was your day?"
"Okay, no jobs yet...but I'm working on it" he grinned.
"Well you take your seat between Edna and Tomas and we'll get started".
The eight other borders and Mr Grey waited inside. Mr Grey was confined to a wheelchair because an idiot of a doctor didn't stick to protocol and do the freaking procedure as it was supposed to be done...
Zack Cooper and Joshua Belding, an inseparable pair who had moved in only a short while before Christian. They were passionately in love. Curly haired Joshua and his innocent blue eyes, black haired Zack and his party attitude...talk about opposites attract.
Then there was Kayla and her daughter Mila. Mila was part Indian and had her fathers tanned features. Kayla however was evident in the shape of the 3 year olds face. Kayla was trying to tie her red hair back off her face.
Edna was dressed in her loud floral dress. She made clothes for a living with Joan, Edna designed, and Joan chose fabrics and so forth then sewed them.
Joan was a small woman in her late fifties with a serene aura around her and her brown hair primly styled.
Tomas was a small man who looked the part of a stereotyped accountant. Sadly that's what he was, an accountant.
Axel Stabbler was a blonde German bodybuilder. More muscle then brains but with a good heart. He and Mila were good friends...apparently Mila was the brains of the outfit.
Kayla was trying to feed her daughter mush-peas. Mila was flicking them about.
"Hello Chris" smiled Joan. "Bread roll?"
"No thank you " he said. "So...what did everyone do today?"
It was late and Cam was getting cranky. He'd wanted to curl up with a good book but, once more, Hunter had somehow made him rethink that and agree to come to this illegal sporting event with Dustin and him.
Hunter was hopeful for attractive persons he could hook up with to attend the race. Which is why he'd taken a hand in Cam's dressing up as soon as they were outside ninja ops.
"Hunter what are you doing?" Cam groaned as Hunter and Dustin dragged him out of the van to the side of the road. Hunter had bought the van recently...it had been a genuine steal. Really, the salesman had worn a tweed suit and had an advert where he said, "It's CRRRRRAAAAAAAZY" while waving his hands aimlessly.
"Getting you dressed" Hunter said.
"I am"
Hunter shrugged and reached over to Cam's shirt. He unbuttoned the top buttons to reveal a nicely toned pectoral on one side. Cam straightened his shirt self-consciously and squeaked as Hunter loosened his belt and tugged his trousers down a little, just so his green boxers were visible over the end. "That's more like it" Hunter smiled. Dustin messed up Cam's hair. "Even better" grinned Hunter.
Cam grumbled all the way there and even as they met up with this Hunt guy. He was wearing a heavy black leather jacket in the brisk chill of the night but it was worn more as a noticeable feature. Part of his identity...that was strange. But so was Hunt. He moved like a furious tiger. "Hey" he said in a strangely soft voice.
"Hi" Dustin said in a sort of...choked--? – Voice that was definitely not his normal one.
"Who're your friends?"
"Dude! Sorry" Dustin said. "Cam and Hunter, Cam in green, Hunter in red...like sorry, I was flaking...which way to the race?"
"Best seats on the bridge" Hunt said. "But don't get too close to the gap, it'll fall through like cheap cardboard."
He pointed to a female rider in grey and black. "Lori Lang, best racer around. Only woman in this contest unless you count the rider in blue and green, but she's tougher then him even!"
"Whoa! Look at her bike! And that dude's got a model not even on the market yet!" Dustin said with wonder. "Mucho cool-o" he exclaimed.
"Only Dustin could find this interesting," sighed Cam.
"Excuse me" Hunter said in mock indignation. "But I find this interesting too ya know!"
Hunt smirked. "Do you guys want to meet anyone? I can introduce you to all the riders"
"I have to talk to Lori Lang" Dustin said.
"Except her" sighed Hunt.
"Why?" Hunter asked.
"We had a thing...it ended bad" shrugged Hunt. Dustin couldn't explain the funny falling feeling he felt. He liked girls...he wasn't...couldn't be...UPSET that Hunt had a girlfriend?
Dustin had always thought that he might like guys, just a handful in comparison to the amount of girls he crushed on. Like...Marah...every time he saw her his heart got all fluttery and light and he couldn't help but feel like he was about to trip over his own feet just standing still...
So what was up with him?
He heard his morpher boop. The others looked around and Cam gripped his. "My pager" he smiled. "Uhh...gimme a sec" he darted to a slightly secluded alcove by the entrance to the bridge and connected to the base.
"What's up?" he asked.
"Hi to you too Cam" Cassidy grumbled. "I have bad news, the map to the cave is gone, the ex-rangers too...I think you're getting the idea..."
"Have you tracked them?"
"The map and their ranger tinted aura's are blocking us from finding them, like a negation affect. Besides the map leads to a place that technology can't find!"
"Keep us updated and call us if you find them"
He pressed the button and severed the link. He returned to the others managing to hiss a whisper to them as Hunt led them to their places on the bridge. The race began and Cam...sitting closely with Hunter...forgot for a while.
Lothar viewed the rangers at the race and darkly smiled. "Matriarchus is busy at the moment" Choobo-D said striding with his staff from the shadows. "And I have other issues to attend to...should I send some Kezlacks down to deal with them?"
Lothar chuckled coldly. "Ideal" he smirked. "And have someone bring me a latte"
Choobo-D sighed. "I guess coffee duty come with the body" he sighed looking at Choobo's arms. "Oh well."
Lothar tapped the keys on the PAM. "Now how did I call him up again?" he mused. "Oh yes!"
The creature materialized. It had a flying saucer on its head and long tentacles shrouding its body. The black metal arms and legs had small rockets and saucers making fingers, palms and accessories. It cackled with true menace and bowed for Lothar. "My liege, command it and it shall be done!" he boomed.
"Ah, Ufotental" Lothar smiled. "This is ideal for you. GO destroy the rangers!"
"Here's your latte" grated Choobo-D serving the glass cup to Lothar. "Man, I feel like a woman." There was a crackle and the black light cloaked Choobo-D. When it dispersed he was now Bansheera. She examined her excessively long nails. "And a manicure" she added.
"What's her deal?" Ufotental asked.
"Don't know, don't ask" grunted Lothar.
Ufotental retracted into his disk shaped head and zoomed away as Bansheera D set about filing her nails with a sword. "Oh brother" the dark despot groaned. What was it about the demon was it really such an airhead? There was something very subtle about it and he longed to know the full story.
The rockets hit the track; two riders were flung into the air and landed painfully on the concrete slopes. A UFO hit the bridge and exploded, it began to crumble away. Cam grabbed Hunters hand as the Crimson ranger nearly went off the end. The alien saucer expanded into the monster. "Time for Terror!" he cackled.
Cam pulled Hunter up with all his might. The crimson ranger staggered into him, pressing fully to the Samurai with a grunt. "Thanks" Hunter said, not moving from his close proximity. "I owe you one," he stated.
Slowly he moved back, Cam swallowed nervously and nodded slowly. He turned and gripped his medallion. Dustin was already transformed. The panic had driven all the others away. Hunt was guiding most of the crowd off the bridge. He glanced around unable to see Cam, Hunter and Dustin.
The pain hit Hunt. He rubbed his head and shivered as the thoughts came back to him, a reason not to hate...he hated it when this happened.
Cam slammed a kick into the creature; it caught his leg in a tentacle and snared him in vines. "No calling for help!" Ufotental cackled.
The vines wrapped around Cam and sent waves of power in. Cam screamed in pain as his circuitry shorted out, paralysing his weapons and defences. Hunter charged forwards and attacked with his staff. A savage punch sent him flying as a tentacle whipped Dustin several times.
"He's shorted my powers out" Cam groaned, rising. Dustin roared in pain and collapsed down. He looked at Cam; their suits were flickering on and off. Hunter raised his shield and deflected the blasts from Ufotental's eyes. "My systems are totally depleted!"
"Run I'll hold him off" Hunter said.
"And when he gets you he'll suck you dry like-like-"
"A soda?" Dustin interjected helpfully.
"Thanks Dustin" Cam sighed, rolling his eyes. "We have to stay and fight this out".
The alien approached with a laugh. He snared Hunter. "Feeding time!"
"Is it true about alien probing?" a voice called. "Or is that scare mongering?"
The white blast hit the alien and floored him. He turned and lashed out; a green spark deflected the tentacle away from the White Astral Ranger. "Touchy subject I guess" smirked the White ranger. His V shaped visor glowed green and propelled the Alien backwards into a post on the bridge.
"One more for me then!" Ufotental cackled. Hunter slashed down as he flipped over the monster. "Hey!"
Hunter landed. "Hey what?" he stood back to back with the White Astral Ranger. They mirrored each other as the Astral Ninja summoned his scythe.
"Crimson Thunder Ninja, nice to meet you" Hunter said.
"White Astral Ninja" nodded the other. "Pleasure's all mine. Let's take this chump."
The darted forwards. They cartwheel-drop-kicked the alien, spun into elbow shots and slammed down with karate chops following up with a barrage of kicks. They moved in mirror images of each other, kicking and punching expertly...together.
And then Ufotental hurled the UFO at them. White Astral shoved Hunter out of the way and took the disk to his chest. He collapsed with a grunt and forced himself up. "Hey you oversized Spaghetti strainer!" Hunter shouted. He felt a buzz running through his chest...it hurt but only in the back of his head...
He fired his Crimson blaster at the creature repeatedly. He couldn't figure out why he was angry...but he couldn't contain it...he blasted the monster down. Unaware a tentacle was snaking around his ankle.
"Hunter watch out!" shouted Cam. Too late, Hunter was flat on his back as it flipped him over and snapped him like a whip against the road.
"Bold toilet snake, play dead!" White Astral slashed down with one of his two short swords. "And while you're at it...STAY THAT WAY!"
With a hiss the monster flipped to his feet and lunged. White Astral glowed green and flipped over the beings heads, landing in a crouch and spinning with both swords. He snapped the hilts together and hurled them. "Sword spinner" he snapped as the twin swords sliced through the monster and returned.
It roared and lunged. White Astral pulled out his blaster and snapped his swords into their places above and below the barrel. "This handy dandy multi-purpose tool is available at all good Astral ninja Academy's for only $99.99!" he quipped and fired. The bolts hit the monster and it fell back.
"Scarab Scythe! Rifle mode" exclaimed the Astral Ranger as his twisted scythe shifted into a rifle. He fired.
"Oh damn" Ufotental mumbled...and exploded.
"Wow!" Dustin exclaimed as his power reserves refilled, the yellow light flowing to him. "That was way cool dude!"
"Thanks for your help" nodded Cam carefully.
"It's not over yet!" warned the White Ninja. "Here comes his dose of steroids!"
The roaring monster rose up. "Hello puny power punks!" he bellowed.
"If I eat my greens will I be as big as you?" shouted the Astral Ninja. "Hey, let's play your game...Scarab! COME ON DOWN!"
The domed roof of the Museum shimmered and gave way for a flying white, black and green Beetle robot. The scarab's wings buzzed as The White Astral Ninja leapt upwards and into it.
"Scarab let's go get MIB on alien boy's ass!"
The scarab shimmered and vanished. It reappeared in the air and swept down on the creature. It charged its antlers and hurled two green boomerangs at the alien. The creature roared and fired two rockets off its wrists. The Scarab veered off to one side in the air and fired another charged bolt. The scarab released a Gattling gun burst of energy down on Ufotental and finally hit him with lightening from his antlers.
"Oh that hurt" boomed Ufotental.
"This'll hurt more," stated the Astral Ranger. The Scarab leapt up and released a cloud of cybernetic scarabs attached themselves to the alien. "Show him what for boys!"
The scarabs glowed green and sent currents of energy straight through the creature, detaching and spinning into a cyclone that lifted and flung him like a rag doll upwards before they launched after him and passed straight through him before returning to the Scarab zord.
"That was impressive" Cam murmured.
The robot jetted away leaving the rangers to hop off home...
Christian curled up in the corner of his bed, his T-shirt stuck to him, his body trembling into a virtual seizure. "No...I am begging you...don't! Please!"
The fists rained down on him with laughs of pure menacing hatred. He was grabbed, dragged through the halls...thrown into a shallow bath of ice water and his head shoved under the water.
He curled tighter into a ball and sobbed himself to a dreamless sleep.
TBC:
A/N: My general wants at least 3 gay rangers...well? Should DUSTIN be gay? (Votes for Cam and Hunter are pretty heavy so it's a given). Tell me what you think. VOTE NOW BEFORE THIS CRAAAAAAAAZY OFFER ENDS! And review too.
Ravyn Jayne: Cam and Hunter? Well enjoy this chapter! I've put a nice slab of it in here somewhere!
Prinzessin: Yeah I know it flows BAAAAD but I'm trying to work on it. Stick with me though (General Lee's a Major fan of yours actually.)
Miz Greenleaf: Lothar/Lothor yeah I know...I do that on and off. I find it real funny that the same actor plays LothAr and Sensei...doesn't that mean he was fighting/talking to himself in the first episode?
Chapter 9: Fight Rite
The morning surf was good today. Tori waded from the foam with a smile. She looked over her shoulder. A surfer in white swim shorts was tossed off his board. Tori frowned when he didn't come up after several minutes.
"Oh my God" she gasped.
"What?" a voice asked.
"He didn't come up" she exclaimed sloshing forwards.
"Who? The cute guy in white shorts?"
"Yeah!" she exclaimed and turned. It was Christian, in his low hanging white shorts. The board he'd fallen from slid over on a wave. "Christian? I didn't know you surfed...then again I don't know much about you."
"I'm full of surprises," grinned Christian. "So, hows to going?"
"Great...oh Kelly wants to say thanks for saving her and her cash...twice. JJ, the punk you thrashed first time, told a friend that Kelly took the month's takings and cash out of the register and safe around the same time every month, so he waited until he saw her do it. The police got him and JJ so...well he's going away".
The pair strode along the beach. "I figured it wasn't possible to be that unlucky," Christian said. "She seems like a nice person. Tough but fair".
"She is" admitted Tori. "So, you're working with Cam on that book?"
"Yeah, where'd he get it?"
Tori's mind raced. "I amn't sure he didn't say. I vaguely remember him mention it being a family heirloom...I think that's what he said."
"Okay" Christian shrugged. "So, surf here often?"
"Only all the time" sighed Tori. "When we go on holidays I get to surf on a few cool beaches somewhere else...but this place is in my heart. Where'd you learn to surf?"
"South of France, Australia, Miami, Ireland, Canary Islands and South Africa" listed Christian. "My parents had money. Bundles of it."
"Wow" murmured Tori. "Lucky you"
"Not really" sighed Christian. "I was always half a person. I never had...something"
Tori bumped him with her shoulder and smiled. "Hey, why don't you hang around with Cam for a while? He'll give you something...namely an overdose of sarcasm".
"Fun...woo" Christian said dryly. He smiled at her and she smiled at him.
"Tori"
Blake was standing defensively behind Christian. Tori smiled...he hugged her and kissed her a bit too passionately for a hello. Christian smiled one of his sad smiles.
"Whoa...what was that for?" she giggled.
"Nothing" Blake said softly. "Aside from you being you".
Christian turned and trudged away. "See you guys around" he called. "And get a room you crazy kids". He disappeared over the dunes. Tori looked at Blake and frowned.
"Damn!" Dustin held his hand, dabbing the cut with a towel from the rack in the garage. Someone kneeled by him and pried the towel away.
"If you want an infection that's the way to get one" the boy said. He had black spiky hair and dark blue eyes. "Here let me see". He took Dustin's hand in his and looked it over. "Ouch. I think someone needs a plaster".
He helped Dustin up and found the first aid box behind the desk. He bandaged Dustin's hand gently. "I'm Dustin"
"Huntington...call me Hunt" he grinned. "There, all bandaged up."
Dustin looked at his hand and then at the boy. "Do I know you?" he asked. The guy was dressed in a black T-shirt and jeans with a leather jacket on. He didn't look familiar. But there was something there...
"Not that I know of" admitted the boy. "But who's to say there's no such thing as reincarnation?" he looked at Dustin's bike. "Yowza, what happened there?"
"Crash"
"You okay?"
"Yeah"
"Good"
There was silence as Hunt examined the bike gently...he was very...hostile...it was kind of...a turn on? Whoa! That was odd. But it was true; he looked like he would really know what he was doing in stopthinkingthatDustin. He cut the thoughts off.
"Man I bet this thing could really bang you!"
"What!" Dustin shrilled.
"The bike, this saddle it's really tough it could give you major saddle sores," Hunt explained patting the seat. "You look a little warm..."
"Uhh nah" Dustin said feeling really awkward. "Umm...I'm just flattered you care about my bike so much."
"Mnyeh" Hunt said. "It's a pet peeve of mine."
He rose and leaned over the bike past Dustin to grab a wrench. His body was cool, well built it seemed and strong and also a major turn on to Dustin. Get out of my brain evil not-right-with-a-guy thoughts! Dustin snarled inwardly.
"If you tighten a little here and loosen a little there it can make all the difference" smiled Hunt. It was the kind of smile that belonged on a bandit who made angels strap on bungee jumping gear and take a plunge.
"Well be careful, this bike is in pretty bad shape, it might eat your arm".
"Say" Hunt said. "Do you want to see a race? It's on tonight and you can bring some friends. It's also..."
"Illegal?"
"Yeah" nodded Hunt. "But definitely worth seeing."
Dusting nibbled his lip for a moment. "I guess...maybe..."
"It's under Ascale Bridge at 8:00..." Hunt laughed. "I know the bridge is actually not a bridge because it's missing the middle of it. But the race is tonight and you can watch it from on top...look I know you probably don't want to go to such a -well- crappy part of town but the racers are really cool."
"Okay...see you at eight" Dustin said at last. Hunt gave another devilish smile.
Matriarchus led the Kezlacks up the rock ridge. "The full moon opens the cavern and the sword will be ours! HEY YOU NO SLACKING" she roared at a lagging Kezlack.
Kim grabbed Jason's forearm and climbed the rock ledge. "It's dusk," she said. "We have 2 more hours tops before the moon rises and the bad guys can get in".
"Then let's not stop" Rocky suggested.
"We're nearly there anyway," Trini added as she hopped over a log. "We can make it before moonrise. Well...we should."
"Unless we're attacked by men who have pots for heads" Adam said.
"Stop talking or you'll Jinx it," warned Rocky.
Trini glanced at the map and walked over to a waterfall splashing forth from the rocks above forming a small pool. "This way" she said. She tucked the map back into her backpack and pushed through the curtain of water.
"Well my hair's going to be destroyed but still..." Kim muttered as she walked through the water. Adam followed, then Rocky and lastly Jason. He glanced about one last time before he walked into the liquid portal.
They found themselves on a ledge, stepping from the air having walked a dark passage of stars for an unknown amount of time. And now they were here, standing before a Buddha statue.
"Wow" Kim said. "Do I get frequent Flier miles for that little run?"
Jason and Trini walked over to the Buddha. There was the echo of deep chanting around it, from within it. "Halt" a voice boomed, shaking rocks from the cliffs behind the statue. It sat in the way of an alcove of rock, a perfect fit. "If you seek to pass this place then you must prove your worth!"
Jason stared at the flames as they sprang up. Rocky swallowed nervously. "Please say he wants a BBQ cook off!"
"We walk through the flames or...face that," Trini said. She pointed at the approaching sheet of lightening scorching the ground with javelins of blue and white light.
"Man this is going to sting," Rocky groaned. He hurled himself down the path of flames. Trini and Kim took off after him, then Jason. Adam glanced at the Buddha that was moving away, seemingly stretching the space between them rather then it actually moving.
"Talking statues...why amn't I shocked?" he groaned.
He darted down the path of flames. They licked at him feebly but soon he slowed and realized they didn't hurt. He touched them letting them roll over his palm and lick his face. He strode on to the Buddha where the others stood. The Buddha rose on the air and gave its stony head a nod. They passed under him into the alcove where he crashed down to Earth once more and sealed them into the alcove.
"That's really not good" Trini muttered.
"Come on" Kim said. She reached the large stone doors in the alcove and pushed on them. They refused to move.
"Sorry Rangers but you aren't that...oh" Matriarchus was apparently disappointed by who she found in the stone pit. She and her Kezlacks were most unimpressed. "The washed up ones...oh well kill them quick"
"So all we had to do was teleport here?" grated Rocky.
"There's safeguards," muttered Trini. "3—2—1!"
The Buddha's body spun around on the ground, its eyes lit up and fired a blast at Matriarchus. She raised her hands holding out a spell script. A Chinese spell disc rose up and accepted the blast.
"Whoa I felt that" Adam said as the remnants of the power in his body hummed in shock from the magical echo. "She couldn't have stood against that!"
"Not an issue right now Adam!" Rocky exclaimed slamming a Kezlack into a wall and dodging a stab. Trini slipped into the style of the Mantis and delivered a series of crunching kicks.
Kim back flipped into a Kezlack and knocked him flying. Jason sledge hammered down on one and caught him from the air swinging her around to kick three Kezlacks in their heads.
Adam backhanded a Kezlack and kicked it so hard its face rang.
"We have to get out of here!" Adam said. "INTO THE CAVE!"
"It's not open!" Kim exclaimed harshly. She leapfrogged Kezlack but did another tackle shoulder. Jason gave a roar and gripped the Kezlack who'd tackled her by the back of the neck and smashed its face into a rock.
"Come on we passed the test!" Adam roared.
"Maybe we weren't worthy" Jason gasped as a soldier of evil slugged him in the jaw.
"But we're power rangers" whispered Kim. And the doors rippled, bubbled and became light, spears of rainbows lashed out slaying Kezlacks. A shape flowed towards them. A woman who looked suspiciously familiar and so like Dmitria... it couldn't be.
"Divatox?" exclaimed Adam.
"Yes" whispered the woman. "Once I was...now I am Persephia who I always was... yet could never be". She pointed at Matriarchus. "This demon beast will never pass these doors, she can never have that power. But you five have remembered that once a ranger...always a ranger. Enter, you are Rangers now and forever and you must guard the hallowed blade."
They looked at Divatox/Persephia one last time and rushed into the dark vortex of the cave doors.
"NO!" shrieked the alien witch.
"Yes" Persephia intoned. She raised her hands and blasted Matriarchus with a golden bolt. The light lifted the witch away and flung her out of the alcove.
Cassidy paced. "Missing ex-rangers plus missing Map equals hell" she stated.
"This is totally whack dude," Cyber Cam groaned.
"I told you I'd clean your server if you called me that again and when I said clean I meant with a hatchet" Cassidy snapped icily.
"Who chill d--"Cyber Cam vanished rather then finish the sentence.
"We must not fear, destiny has a hand in this" Kanoi said somersaulting onto the console. "Let things run their course"
"I'm new here," Cassidy said with a smile. "Excuse me for continuing to pace." She sighed and returned to pacing. "I need a walk" she groaned at last and walked out of Ninja Ops.
"Tori! Can't we talk?" Blake said admittedly more pleadingly then he'd intended. "I wasn't insinuating anything!"
"Yes you were" Tori said as she stormed out of her house. Blake had been on her phone trying to talk to her since she'd left him at the beach. She'd been so angry the sand had turned to glass under her feet! --Okay not literally but you get the idea.
"I didn't I was angry with him!" exclaimed Blake.
"Blake" hissed Tori as she trudged towards the beach. "You were JEALOUS of him talking to me! I've only just met Christian! JUST –MET! I don't know enough about him other then that he's a sweet, gentle and kind guy! And then you come along and make it seem like he's using it as an act!"
"I just think it's weird he was there TWICE to save Kelly"
"And maybe she was lucky!" Tori snapped. She turned and spotted s shape in a loose white shirt and long white trousers lying spread-eagled on the sand, the moon high over his head. Staring at the silver disk in the sky.
"You can apologize to him now" she said, grabbed Blake's arm and marched towards Christian. She stopped when she saw the tear glistening on his cheek.
"Christian?" Tori said carefully.
He didn't move he just spoke in a croaking voice. "Hey Tori" he said. "Hi Blake."
"What's wrong?" Tori asked kneeling in the sand beside him.
"Hmmm..." Christian said, thinking. "I don't know myself. I feel...so...bad...like... a part of me is remembering something painful..."
"What?" Blake asked slowly.
"Someone betraying my trust, taking advantage of me...and this deep...this deep feeling of betrayal. As if...it was deeper then anything could ever be" he sat up slowly and stared out to sea. "I can't describe it without getting confusing" he sighed.
Blake sat down beside him. "Any idea what it was?"
"No" Christian said. "It hurt me, badly, mentally and physically..."
He sat up and looked at them. "Anyway, you guys don't need this on your minds. And I have to go and help my landlords move some furniture..."
"Landlords? Where do you live?" Blake asked casually.
"Grey boarding house on the corner of Snow and Night" Christian said rising to his feet. "Mr Grey had a botched operation on his back, he's in a wheelchair now and so we, the borders, pitch in and do all that stuff for them."
"Oh...do you want a lift?" Blake offered.
"Nah I'm okay" Christian shrugged. He dusted himself off and straightened his clothes. "See you guys around."
Tori and Blake linked arms as he disappeared over the dunes. "I was being nice..." Blake indicated their arms. "Does that mean I'm forgiven"
"Maybe" Tori grinned.
"Hmm...that's just not good enough for me," sighed Blake. He leaned over and kissed her. Tori's brain gave a giddy giggle and diverted all power from the rest of her body into the kiss...a single thought formed: "Tee-hee".
Blake felt the fireworks going off as the little men in his brain started a conga line and spread the margaritas around. And look there were a few employees of Blake's Brain making out in the corner...yay...
"Forgiven" Tori said as the kiss ended. She smiled and looked out at the water. "So, are you going to learn how to surf or do I date a landlubber?"
"I might be persuaded to chance my arm" Blake said. "By a stunningly beautiful, funny and smart – not to mention fashionable – surfer babe"
"Well since you put it that way..." Tori sighed and hugged Blake's arm. He leaned his head on hers and felt content...which was rare for him.
Christian pushed open the door and looked around. The kindly old Mrs Grey appeared at the door, a lasagne in her oven mitts. "Hello Christian dear" she cooed. "How was your day?"
"Okay, no jobs yet...but I'm working on it" he grinned.
"Well you take your seat between Edna and Tomas and we'll get started".
The eight other borders and Mr Grey waited inside. Mr Grey was confined to a wheelchair because an idiot of a doctor didn't stick to protocol and do the freaking procedure as it was supposed to be done...
Zack Cooper and Joshua Belding, an inseparable pair who had moved in only a short while before Christian. They were passionately in love. Curly haired Joshua and his innocent blue eyes, black haired Zack and his party attitude...talk about opposites attract.
Then there was Kayla and her daughter Mila. Mila was part Indian and had her fathers tanned features. Kayla however was evident in the shape of the 3 year olds face. Kayla was trying to tie her red hair back off her face.
Edna was dressed in her loud floral dress. She made clothes for a living with Joan, Edna designed, and Joan chose fabrics and so forth then sewed them.
Joan was a small woman in her late fifties with a serene aura around her and her brown hair primly styled.
Tomas was a small man who looked the part of a stereotyped accountant. Sadly that's what he was, an accountant.
Axel Stabbler was a blonde German bodybuilder. More muscle then brains but with a good heart. He and Mila were good friends...apparently Mila was the brains of the outfit.
Kayla was trying to feed her daughter mush-peas. Mila was flicking them about.
"Hello Chris" smiled Joan. "Bread roll?"
"No thank you " he said. "So...what did everyone do today?"
It was late and Cam was getting cranky. He'd wanted to curl up with a good book but, once more, Hunter had somehow made him rethink that and agree to come to this illegal sporting event with Dustin and him.
Hunter was hopeful for attractive persons he could hook up with to attend the race. Which is why he'd taken a hand in Cam's dressing up as soon as they were outside ninja ops.
"Hunter what are you doing?" Cam groaned as Hunter and Dustin dragged him out of the van to the side of the road. Hunter had bought the van recently...it had been a genuine steal. Really, the salesman had worn a tweed suit and had an advert where he said, "It's CRRRRRAAAAAAAZY" while waving his hands aimlessly.
"Getting you dressed" Hunter said.
"I am"
Hunter shrugged and reached over to Cam's shirt. He unbuttoned the top buttons to reveal a nicely toned pectoral on one side. Cam straightened his shirt self-consciously and squeaked as Hunter loosened his belt and tugged his trousers down a little, just so his green boxers were visible over the end. "That's more like it" Hunter smiled. Dustin messed up Cam's hair. "Even better" grinned Hunter.
Cam grumbled all the way there and even as they met up with this Hunt guy. He was wearing a heavy black leather jacket in the brisk chill of the night but it was worn more as a noticeable feature. Part of his identity...that was strange. But so was Hunt. He moved like a furious tiger. "Hey" he said in a strangely soft voice.
"Hi" Dustin said in a sort of...choked--? – Voice that was definitely not his normal one.
"Who're your friends?"
"Dude! Sorry" Dustin said. "Cam and Hunter, Cam in green, Hunter in red...like sorry, I was flaking...which way to the race?"
"Best seats on the bridge" Hunt said. "But don't get too close to the gap, it'll fall through like cheap cardboard."
He pointed to a female rider in grey and black. "Lori Lang, best racer around. Only woman in this contest unless you count the rider in blue and green, but she's tougher then him even!"
"Whoa! Look at her bike! And that dude's got a model not even on the market yet!" Dustin said with wonder. "Mucho cool-o" he exclaimed.
"Only Dustin could find this interesting," sighed Cam.
"Excuse me" Hunter said in mock indignation. "But I find this interesting too ya know!"
Hunt smirked. "Do you guys want to meet anyone? I can introduce you to all the riders"
"I have to talk to Lori Lang" Dustin said.
"Except her" sighed Hunt.
"Why?" Hunter asked.
"We had a thing...it ended bad" shrugged Hunt. Dustin couldn't explain the funny falling feeling he felt. He liked girls...he wasn't...couldn't be...UPSET that Hunt had a girlfriend?
Dustin had always thought that he might like guys, just a handful in comparison to the amount of girls he crushed on. Like...Marah...every time he saw her his heart got all fluttery and light and he couldn't help but feel like he was about to trip over his own feet just standing still...
So what was up with him?
He heard his morpher boop. The others looked around and Cam gripped his. "My pager" he smiled. "Uhh...gimme a sec" he darted to a slightly secluded alcove by the entrance to the bridge and connected to the base.
"What's up?" he asked.
"Hi to you too Cam" Cassidy grumbled. "I have bad news, the map to the cave is gone, the ex-rangers too...I think you're getting the idea..."
"Have you tracked them?"
"The map and their ranger tinted aura's are blocking us from finding them, like a negation affect. Besides the map leads to a place that technology can't find!"
"Keep us updated and call us if you find them"
He pressed the button and severed the link. He returned to the others managing to hiss a whisper to them as Hunt led them to their places on the bridge. The race began and Cam...sitting closely with Hunter...forgot for a while.
Lothar viewed the rangers at the race and darkly smiled. "Matriarchus is busy at the moment" Choobo-D said striding with his staff from the shadows. "And I have other issues to attend to...should I send some Kezlacks down to deal with them?"
Lothar chuckled coldly. "Ideal" he smirked. "And have someone bring me a latte"
Choobo-D sighed. "I guess coffee duty come with the body" he sighed looking at Choobo's arms. "Oh well."
Lothar tapped the keys on the PAM. "Now how did I call him up again?" he mused. "Oh yes!"
The creature materialized. It had a flying saucer on its head and long tentacles shrouding its body. The black metal arms and legs had small rockets and saucers making fingers, palms and accessories. It cackled with true menace and bowed for Lothar. "My liege, command it and it shall be done!" he boomed.
"Ah, Ufotental" Lothar smiled. "This is ideal for you. GO destroy the rangers!"
"Here's your latte" grated Choobo-D serving the glass cup to Lothar. "Man, I feel like a woman." There was a crackle and the black light cloaked Choobo-D. When it dispersed he was now Bansheera. She examined her excessively long nails. "And a manicure" she added.
"What's her deal?" Ufotental asked.
"Don't know, don't ask" grunted Lothar.
Ufotental retracted into his disk shaped head and zoomed away as Bansheera D set about filing her nails with a sword. "Oh brother" the dark despot groaned. What was it about the demon was it really such an airhead? There was something very subtle about it and he longed to know the full story.
The rockets hit the track; two riders were flung into the air and landed painfully on the concrete slopes. A UFO hit the bridge and exploded, it began to crumble away. Cam grabbed Hunters hand as the Crimson ranger nearly went off the end. The alien saucer expanded into the monster. "Time for Terror!" he cackled.
Cam pulled Hunter up with all his might. The crimson ranger staggered into him, pressing fully to the Samurai with a grunt. "Thanks" Hunter said, not moving from his close proximity. "I owe you one," he stated.
Slowly he moved back, Cam swallowed nervously and nodded slowly. He turned and gripped his medallion. Dustin was already transformed. The panic had driven all the others away. Hunt was guiding most of the crowd off the bridge. He glanced around unable to see Cam, Hunter and Dustin.
The pain hit Hunt. He rubbed his head and shivered as the thoughts came back to him, a reason not to hate...he hated it when this happened.
Cam slammed a kick into the creature; it caught his leg in a tentacle and snared him in vines. "No calling for help!" Ufotental cackled.
The vines wrapped around Cam and sent waves of power in. Cam screamed in pain as his circuitry shorted out, paralysing his weapons and defences. Hunter charged forwards and attacked with his staff. A savage punch sent him flying as a tentacle whipped Dustin several times.
"He's shorted my powers out" Cam groaned, rising. Dustin roared in pain and collapsed down. He looked at Cam; their suits were flickering on and off. Hunter raised his shield and deflected the blasts from Ufotental's eyes. "My systems are totally depleted!"
"Run I'll hold him off" Hunter said.
"And when he gets you he'll suck you dry like-like-"
"A soda?" Dustin interjected helpfully.
"Thanks Dustin" Cam sighed, rolling his eyes. "We have to stay and fight this out".
The alien approached with a laugh. He snared Hunter. "Feeding time!"
"Is it true about alien probing?" a voice called. "Or is that scare mongering?"
The white blast hit the alien and floored him. He turned and lashed out; a green spark deflected the tentacle away from the White Astral Ranger. "Touchy subject I guess" smirked the White ranger. His V shaped visor glowed green and propelled the Alien backwards into a post on the bridge.
"One more for me then!" Ufotental cackled. Hunter slashed down as he flipped over the monster. "Hey!"
Hunter landed. "Hey what?" he stood back to back with the White Astral Ranger. They mirrored each other as the Astral Ninja summoned his scythe.
"Crimson Thunder Ninja, nice to meet you" Hunter said.
"White Astral Ninja" nodded the other. "Pleasure's all mine. Let's take this chump."
The darted forwards. They cartwheel-drop-kicked the alien, spun into elbow shots and slammed down with karate chops following up with a barrage of kicks. They moved in mirror images of each other, kicking and punching expertly...together.
And then Ufotental hurled the UFO at them. White Astral shoved Hunter out of the way and took the disk to his chest. He collapsed with a grunt and forced himself up. "Hey you oversized Spaghetti strainer!" Hunter shouted. He felt a buzz running through his chest...it hurt but only in the back of his head...
He fired his Crimson blaster at the creature repeatedly. He couldn't figure out why he was angry...but he couldn't contain it...he blasted the monster down. Unaware a tentacle was snaking around his ankle.
"Hunter watch out!" shouted Cam. Too late, Hunter was flat on his back as it flipped him over and snapped him like a whip against the road.
"Bold toilet snake, play dead!" White Astral slashed down with one of his two short swords. "And while you're at it...STAY THAT WAY!"
With a hiss the monster flipped to his feet and lunged. White Astral glowed green and flipped over the beings heads, landing in a crouch and spinning with both swords. He snapped the hilts together and hurled them. "Sword spinner" he snapped as the twin swords sliced through the monster and returned.
It roared and lunged. White Astral pulled out his blaster and snapped his swords into their places above and below the barrel. "This handy dandy multi-purpose tool is available at all good Astral ninja Academy's for only $99.99!" he quipped and fired. The bolts hit the monster and it fell back.
"Scarab Scythe! Rifle mode" exclaimed the Astral Ranger as his twisted scythe shifted into a rifle. He fired.
"Oh damn" Ufotental mumbled...and exploded.
"Wow!" Dustin exclaimed as his power reserves refilled, the yellow light flowing to him. "That was way cool dude!"
"Thanks for your help" nodded Cam carefully.
"It's not over yet!" warned the White Ninja. "Here comes his dose of steroids!"
The roaring monster rose up. "Hello puny power punks!" he bellowed.
"If I eat my greens will I be as big as you?" shouted the Astral Ninja. "Hey, let's play your game...Scarab! COME ON DOWN!"
The domed roof of the Museum shimmered and gave way for a flying white, black and green Beetle robot. The scarab's wings buzzed as The White Astral Ninja leapt upwards and into it.
"Scarab let's go get MIB on alien boy's ass!"
The scarab shimmered and vanished. It reappeared in the air and swept down on the creature. It charged its antlers and hurled two green boomerangs at the alien. The creature roared and fired two rockets off its wrists. The Scarab veered off to one side in the air and fired another charged bolt. The scarab released a Gattling gun burst of energy down on Ufotental and finally hit him with lightening from his antlers.
"Oh that hurt" boomed Ufotental.
"This'll hurt more," stated the Astral Ranger. The Scarab leapt up and released a cloud of cybernetic scarabs attached themselves to the alien. "Show him what for boys!"
The scarabs glowed green and sent currents of energy straight through the creature, detaching and spinning into a cyclone that lifted and flung him like a rag doll upwards before they launched after him and passed straight through him before returning to the Scarab zord.
"That was impressive" Cam murmured.
The robot jetted away leaving the rangers to hop off home...
Christian curled up in the corner of his bed, his T-shirt stuck to him, his body trembling into a virtual seizure. "No...I am begging you...don't! Please!"
The fists rained down on him with laughs of pure menacing hatred. He was grabbed, dragged through the halls...thrown into a shallow bath of ice water and his head shoved under the water.
He curled tighter into a ball and sobbed himself to a dreamless sleep.
TBC:
A/N: My general wants at least 3 gay rangers...well? Should DUSTIN be gay? (Votes for Cam and Hunter are pretty heavy so it's a given). Tell me what you think. VOTE NOW BEFORE THIS CRAAAAAAAAZY OFFER ENDS! And review too.