"Yep...," said Steve Narvy, looking around. "I knew that those woods were around here somewhere. I wonder if I can find that weird hole in the ground... looks like there's someone wandering around over there."
As Steve walked down a Hellion appeared. It started to attack Steve.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !"
Steve screamed and ran away.
The Hellion ran and knocked Steve over. As the Hellion took out his claws a mysterious figure appeared and slashed the Hellion. He picked Steve up and said,
"You just got yor powers. Why don't you use them?"
As soon as the wind blew he was gone.
"Pow...what powers? Don't you blow away from me! WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?"
The voice he heard before came back.
"Remember the animal."
"What animal? This... head of lettuce? Seriously, who drew this?"
"The Fates. Call upon your animal, feel the power of your animal, be the animal."
"Okay...Iceberg! Romaine! Cabbage? Go go Salad Ranger?"
"Gorgan. The head, it's a gorgan."
Steve held his arm up to his face and squinted.
"Oh, yeah. Man, the fates must not have had their eye in when they drew it."
"Yes, now call upon it. Remember, as you spend time here monsters are tearing apart the world. So I advice you to hurry up this process."
Rocky walked into the woods.
"'Sup Steve? I…"
He got a look of the Hellion.
"You got a new dog? That's tight, man! Make it do tricks! Who's the disembodied voice?"
And if there was eva a Power Ranger, it was Anthony Crone. A Green Ranger. A strategist. His weapons were The Grievous Katana and The Green Blaster. He had a Chimera Zord. He was seventeen. Born into a normal family in San Diego, Anthony had a very high IQ, passing with flying colors every time. He had slight knowledge of Karate. He was applying for a job in video game developing. He was often too focussed on his work but at heart he was nice, but he was easily tempered. He was six feet, had brown hair, hazel eyes, was white and wore glasses.
Shawn walked into the forest quietly. He wondered what was going on. This was all too strange. Suddenly, he heard something, screams, people talking, a low growling. He stood behind a tree and peered forward, and saw what looked like two monstrous dogs, as well as two other guys. They looked somewhat familiar.
"What the fuck is going here!" he shouted out. "I want to know what this is all about right now, and you two better tell me!"
Anthony was walking in the hall of his school doing some work.
"If I cant get this work done... oh boy I will be in a lot of trouble."
The 'Voice' spoke to Shawn in his head,
"What did I do to deserve this?"
The Voice spoke to Anthony in his head,
"Come. Ccccooooooommmmmmmmeeeeeeee."
Anthony dropped his books out of fear, then picked them up.
"O-okay."
He said and followed the voice to its location.
The voice led him to the forest.
"Your destiny awaits you. Call upon your animal."
"I don't know what you are talking about."
"You know what I mean. Dig deep down inside and you will figure out what I mean."
"Well...ok, I have an Animal in mind... Scorpion!"
As he said those words he was lifted into the air. A big scorpion came at him. It went straight through his heart. He fell to the ground.
"You have the power now. Now turn."
"Who…who said that!" shouted Shawn. "Where are you?"
"Yes," said Anthony.
He turned.
The voice answered Shawn.
"Right now you don't need to know that. All you need to know right now is that you need to call upon everything in your body to summon up your animal from inside."
"Summon...summon up my animal? What? What, you want me to say, here lion, come on boy? Or something? Cause I think dealing with those hulk dogs over there is enough without adding another large predator here..."
To Anthony the voice said,
"This is all I can tell you. Now summon your power and defeat this army of Hellions."
A big group of Hellions came down.
The voice answered Shawn,
"Summon it from the inside. Summon up all of your strength and call upon the power of the lion. With the power of the lion inside you will be able to defeat the Hell hounds."
"Rocky!" screamed Steve. "This thing came to me in a dream, said I'm supposed to be some kind of flower ranger, and then there was this head of lettuce on my arm and the hell dog and the voices in my head and...you're hearing it too?"
The voice, The Ranger, reappeared.
"It's a gorgan. You're a Ranger. Summon the power from inside.
Steve was lifted into the air and a gorgan went into his heart. All of a sudden the whole history of the Power Rangers came to him, and he knew what he needed to do. The Ranger said,
"Now summon the Gorgan from inside!"
The first Hellion charged at Anthony. He showed two daggers in his hand.
"What can I do with these daggers?"
He held one out, a ball appeared, and the first Hellion turned to stone.
"Petrification. Interesting. Let me see what these things can do in terms of combat abilities."
He slashed two Hellions, to find that the strikes didn't do much damage, but if used quick enough, it could be made up for and the two fell. The remaining sixteen Hellions charged.
"Oh my gosh."
He held out his daggers, hoping they would petrify them all, but, instead, they created an illusion of a horde of trees.
"Illusionary powers also. Ok, if I can project images and petrify, I just may be able to shoot through the images."
He petrified two Hellions from behind his tree images, with which, the others figured out it was an illusion and charged through it.
"Uh oh…I have one idea."
He held the daggers to the ground, and the daggers petrify the Hellions feet.
"That was a fluke. Now to finish them off."
He stabbed the trapped Hellions hesitantly.
"Now, who was that voice?"
"You need not now," it answered.