A/N: I can't believe I forgot to put up the Disclaimer!
Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers or any of its characters. However, I do own Valdix.
A/N: Phew! Now, on wit the story.
Chapter 5
The clock read 1:00 am. Jack removed the covers and hoped out of his bed. It was dark, so dark in fact that he could barley see himself. He made his way over to his dresser and picked out a shirt, some jeans, and a jacket from off of his coat rack. He decided to change in the bathroom to keep anyone from waking up. Soon enough, he made his way to the door and demolecularized through. He kept close to the wall, making sure he was not spotted by night security. He stooped at the corner of the wall and checked to see any oncoming guards. There was one and he was coming his way. He had to think quickly. He pooped his head up in recognition of a plan. It was risky, but it was one worth taking. He knelt softly to the ground and began demolecularizing through the floors, landing hard on the final one. A young guard quickly noticed and ran over to help.
"Officer Landors, what are you doing up so late?" Jack brushed himself off.
"Uh…got the munchies and decided to go get a bite." The officer looked confused figuring that there was a café already in the building, but he did not want to question his superior.
"Um..Ok. Go right on ahead. Be careful out there though. There are some sickos out this time of night."
Jack smirked and quickly mumbled under his breath, "That's what I'm hoping for."
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Piggy slept in his dumpster peacefully. Unknowingly, he picked up a rotten banana peel and began chewing. There came a sudden banging at his door that quickly woke him.
"What the hell…" he mumbled under his breath. "Who the hell is it?"
"It's me Piggy!" He knew that voice anywhere. He quickly slid the 'door' open and greeted him. "Um, Jack, you are aware that it's about 1:30 in the morning, and that regular people are trying to sleep?"
Jack could not help but laugh at this statement. "You consider yourself normal?"
"Screw you Jack. So what do you want anyway? You on an undercover case or something?" Piggy noticed that he wasn't in uniform.
"You could say that. I need some info." Jack began reaching into his pocket.
"On what?"
"Not what," he pulled out a picture and handed it to the pink hobo, "who." Piggy knew the face all too well. The armored helmet, the thin cheek bones, the grin. He shook his head and handed it back to Jack, a grim look upon his rocky face.
"Can't tell you a thing." It was a lie. Piggy knew everything about every big drug lord out there. There was no way he knew nothing of Valdix. Jack forced the picture to his chest. Piggy looked up at him, his beady eyes filled with tears. "Don't do this to me Jack, please. I don't want any problems with him. No more."
"Just tell me what you know Pigs. I need to know. I promise I wont mention your name, just…just help me. If not for me…then for Z." Jack's face showed all seriousness, more than Piggy had ever seen.
"You promise you my name wont be even thought about?" Jack grinned.
"I promise." Piggy let out an enormous sigh before poking his head out of the dumpster to check if anyone was in the alley other than the regular hobos.
"Valdix Alquario is the son of Grykhan Alquario, the head of the Grylock Mafia. Those guys are ruthless. Trust me, they do not play when it comes to money. Anyway, they are big time drug hustlers. Said to have made over 5 billion in drug money and counting. The thing that they're most famous for is their untrustworthiness to people other than their own race. They'd lie to anyone in a hot second." Jack nodded his head, urging Piggy to continue. "The armor that Valdix wears is given to the best fighter out of each generation. It's said to be impenetrable. It's made from the hardest of Grylock diamonds. As you know, if Grylock diamonds are liquefied they can be a most intoxicating drug."
"Piggy, I told you to stay off the crack."
"You told me to stay off the crack. You didn't say a damn thing about Grys! Anyhow, the armor can only be broken by an object built straight from the diamonds." Jack put his hand up motioning him to stop.
"Pigs, this is all great info and all, but I need more on Valdix himself. Quit avoiding it." Shit. Piggy's plan was foiled. He should have known Jack would be smarter than that.
"Alright. A few years back, Valdix started his own organization. One to get out of his father's shadow. Didn't work too long though. His partners caught him cheating them out of deals and they planned on killing him…"
"But he got to them first. Yes, I know all that. I need something that no one else knows." Jack was really trying his nerves. It was already hard enough for him to tell him squat on Valdix, but no he was pushing it.
"…Valdix supposedly has his own hideout way over in Key city. No one knows the exact location, some say it's underground, and some say it's not, but I know for sure that it's in Key city." Jack smiled a huge smile.
"Thanks a lot Pigs. You might have just saved the world."
"Whatever. Remember, my name is not to be…."
"By the way, what is your name?" Piggy smiled and pointed a finger at his friend.
"Good one."
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Later that morning, Jack awoke from his bed at 11:00. He jumped from his bed and quickly threw on his uniform. Everyone eyed him as he entered the command room. But it wasn't one of those 'You're late Cadet!' it was the same one they gave him when Z got injured. He began to break down.
"Oh no. God no!" He yelled as he fell to his knees. Bridge and Sydney quickly ran over to his side.
"No, Jack, it's not what you think. Z's fine." Jack looked up at Bridge, enlightened by the news.
"It's Piggy. He was murdered last night."
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