Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers, Saban/Disney do. I forgot to put this in the first two chapters. I got caught in the moment. Enjoy.
In her living quarters, a young female cadet was tossing and turning throughout the night. She kept moaning as she slept. Her roommate was very concerned about her as she could tell that she was having a nightmare. The young cadet in yellow plaid pajama bottoms was murmuring something in her sleep.
"Mama… Papa…no…please," she continued. Her blonde roommate walked across the room and hushed her soothingly as she stroke her forehead softly reassuring her. These nightmares were growing more frequent by the week. As the young girl seemed to be calming down, the blonde sighed with a look of uneasiness as she climbed back into her bed.
"Come on, angel, crawl to daddy," Roderick said as he opened his arms to his seven month old baby girl.
It had been several months since he had discovered that his DNA had been genetically mutated from exposure to cellular technology. Now Roderick was now enjoying time at home with his infant daughter. He then wondered, as he looked on at his giggling child, how the mutation would affect her. Roderick then looked longingly at a photo placed on the mantle of his fireplace. There he saw a picture of him and his wife, both with faces of joy. And on the shoulders of Roderick was a small dark haired little boy with smile on his face. He sighed as he was reminiscing past memories. He then turned to his smiling daughter which in turn made him laugh. Suddenly, he heard a loud crash from outside the house. The sudden interruption startled the baby as she wailed. Roderick handed the baby to Anna.
"Here, take Lizzie. I'll check what's outside. It's probably just a couple of raccoons."
Roderick stepped outside into the stormy night. He could barely make out anything. He turned on his flashlight, surveying his driveway. He saw one of the garbage cans tipped over.
"Just as I thought, a couple of scavengers looking for a midnight snack."
Just as he turned around he felt razor sharp metal claws sink deep into his shoulders. Roderick shouted in pain as the claws retracted, dripping in blood.
Glowing yellow eyes were staring right at him. All that Roderick could make out were the distinct yellow eyes, the metallic hands with blood stained claws that emerged through a black cloak.
"Who… Who are you? What do you want?" Roderick asked, already down to his knees as the rain poured down on them. His shirt was torn and blood stained from the flesh wounds
Suddenly, he felt a hot searing pain, as a pair of fangs dug into his neck. He yelled in agony feeling the venom run through his veins.
"Roderick, I heard you yelling. Is everything alright? I was just putting Lizzie asleep and I…" Anna stopped dead in her tracks.
There Anna found her husband on the cold, wet ground, bleeding excessively. Roderick was at the feet of his attacker. Anna shrieked with fear. Once the serpent locked eyes with her, he went instantly for his next prey. He went for the kill, once again sinking his venomous fangs into the flesh of Anna. The predator made quick work of her and then entered the house.
Upon entering, the intruder can hear the cries of an infant, cradled in a basinet. The hooded serpent glared at the helpless child then proceeded down the hallway into Roderick's study room.
There he found his victim's research notes and files on the desk. He also found a laptop on the desk. He inserted a disk into the laptop, retrieving secret data stored.
"Heh, this should do well," he downloaded the files on the disk and then concealed it within his cloak. He then picked up the researcher's briefcase and left the house leaving his victims helpless. Only the cries of a defenseless infant filled the emptiness of the cold stormy night.
A young man in dread locks was sleeping quietly in a shelter in downtown New Tech City. He couldn't help tossing and turning in his cot. The young man awake in the middle of the night, breathing heavily as bullets of sweat ran down his face. The sirens sounded throughout the city as he lay there in his cot. There weren't many nights where he would get a decent night's sleep. A case of insomnia was the usual for him in recent weeks. He couldn't remember the last time he slept without having that same dream. The young man ran his hands through his dreaded locks, catching the cold sweat. He then sat up, unable to sleep, and looked out the window catching a glimpse of the skyline. He caught the sight of the full moon shining bright in the deep crimson night sky.
Janine was working late one night in the laboratory. She was going over a few slides and taking notes on the cellular structure of the new substance being used for SPD armor. She decided to call it a night, as she hung up her lab coat and picked up her briefcase. The genetic researcher inserted her disk, downloaded her research from the database and clocked out. She walked out into the parking lot, briefcase in hand.
"A date with a pillow would hit the spot right about now," she yawned to herself. She noticed the night watchman at his post. Janine smiled as she waved at him.
"Calling it a night, huh?" the guard said.
"G'night, Morgan. Take it easy, okay? I'll see you in the morning"
"Night, Jeanie, you go get some rest alright?" Morgan smiled.
Just as she approached her car she noticed a shadowy figure move out from the corner of her eye.
"Who's there?"
She turned only to find an alley cat rummaging through the garbage.
"All these long hours got me seein' things," she said wiping perspiration from her forehead.
As she neared her car she could sense a presence behind her.
"Janine Landerson I presume," a bat-like alien creature taunted. Razor sharp claws emerged from his cloak.
"You have something I want, Landerson."
As Janine was being cornered by this creature, she felt herself backing into something. At first she thought was cornered into a wall, but soon realized it was someone else. She felt heavy breathes down her neck. She felt behind her, cold, scaly skin on what seem like a snake like beast. Cold sweat was dripping down her face, as she heard a serpent hissing in her ear. Janine then experienced a hot searing pain shoot into her neck and throughout her body. A woman's fearful cry was heard in the SPD parking lot as the moon shone. The night watchman heard the woman's cry of pain. He came to discover the woman, whom he just said good-bye a few moments ago, laying prone on the cold pavement.
"Jeanie, Jeanie!" Morgan, the night watchman, yelled in panic. He came running to her aid. Morgan knelt down beside Janine, shaking her in hopes that she would awaken. But to no avail, the damage had already been done.
On a rooftop high above the city, two shadows congregated to discuss business matters.
"You sure made quick work of her, Sevistrus," Broodwing commended as she opened Janine's briefcase.
"I just hate wasting time disposing pathetic beings that are unfit to die at my hands," hissed Sevistrus hissed.
"and Delgaldo?"
"He's been taken care of," the serpent replied, handing Roderick's briefcase to Broodwing.
"Ah, excellent work," Broodwing said accepting it greedily.
"…Ahem," Sevistrus was now looking at his associate fiercely.
"Oh yes, you're payment. This should cover your expenses for the time being." Broodwing slide an open briefcase with wads of dollar bills inside.
"And the weapons," Sevistrus asked with a look of concern.
"But of course, with this information and technology that I now have, I will construct the most lethal weapons SPD will ever encounter. And will we also need an associate to them out for me, obviously."
"Fine by me," Sevistrus commented with a ominous smirk on his face as he began wiping the fresh blood off of his claws.