Disclaimer: Power Rangers is the property of whoever owns them: it used to be Saban now its Disney, i think. Either way it isn't me.
A/n: apologies for the long update time. Also apologies that this chapter seems to jump perspectives a lor.
"So how do we convince Angela?" asked Kim, "I mean without admitting our secret identities."
"I was hoping you'd know. I mean we want to keep them safe first and foremost, but if things go wrong we need them there to stop us from, er going insane and falling in love with the monster."
"Well, I might have an idea," said Kim " but I really doubt you are going to like it…"
10 minutes later Hank Cranston found himself doubting the sincerity of Jason's pleas. He was blindfolded and tied up sitting on a rock in the middle of nowhere with little to no explanation of why.
"It'll stop Billy going crazy," the young man had said and then had blindfolded him telling him, "just don't move and everything will be fine."
He no longer had any idea where he was, or what was going on. He couldn't believe he'd fallen for this: it had to be some kind of trick or prank. He was probably standing next to a humorous sign or now wearing a pink wig: posing unwittingly for an embarrassing photo. He really had thought more of Jason.
Zach beamed himself into the battle zone as fully morphed yellow and pink rangers stood outside number 15 Chrysanthemum lane.
"This is a really bad idea," commented the yellow ranger.
"I agree, but do you have a better one?"
"No," admitted Trini, "but I'm not sure how we explain this."
The door swung open and in front of the two rangers stood the beautiful figure of Angela Johnston.
She stared at them in shock for a moment, as she registered the fact that 2 power rangers were standing at her door.
"Er…" she stuttered.
"Hi," said the pink ranger, "we were wondering if you could help us."
"I, I… um… sure."
"As you may have noticed," explained the yellow ranger, "we've been having a little difficulty defeating the latest monster as she has some kind of hypnotic power."
The teen nodded.
"Well it seems that the only way to snap someone out of this spell is to have them rescue a damsel, or… er whats the male equivalent of damsel?"
"Dam?" suggested the pink ranger
The yellow cast her what would have been a scathing look had it been visible through her helmet, and continued with the speech.
"Anyway, they need to rescue a damsel or male equivalent in distress from the monster. We were kind of looking for volunteers for damsels in distress…"
If the look on Angela's face had been disbelief before this point now she looked as if she was about to die of surprise.
"And you want me to be a damsel in distress? Can't you ask someone else? I'm not really the damsel in distress type."
"And you think she is?" laughed the pink ranger pointing at the yellow, "but it looks like she's j… the red rangers damsel in distress."
Trini just fell silent and blushed violently; glad it couldn't be seen.
"So I'll level with you," said the pink, " we haven't really much choice. If blinding the monster doesn't free those in the spell from it, we need you. You, I'm being specific here. You're perfect for the damsel in distress: even if you aren't usually one. You are definitely the black rangers type: tall, dark, athletic, kind, good with orphans… We haven't got time to find anyone else."
"Ok," agreed the teen nervously, " I guess I could help: I trust you."
"Great," said the yellow hurriedly and with just a hint of joy at her friends displeasure, " and don't worry pink here is going to be with you: she has to play damsel in distress for the green ranger."
"Just our of curiosity," asked the pink ranger, "Who's your favourite ranger?"
"I…"
"Go on, you can tell us! It'll stay just between the girls."
"As luck would have it," smiled Angela, "it's the black ranger. I'm his type eh? You don't think he'd date me would you."
Trini and Kim burst out laughing, much to the confusion of Angela, as they thought of all of Zach's disastrous attempts to do just that.
Zach Taylor smiled as he landed in the battle zone: as much as he hated the fighting he always got a kick out of knowing he had saved the world. And that was just what he was going to do this time, no matter what the odds against it were. He was going to blind 'Lady victory' and he was going to break the spell that had driven his friends crazy, and he was eventually going to get a date with Angela, and he was going to regain the trust of his parents and do better at school, and… focus! Where was the monster?
Mr and Mrs Taylor sat in their living room discussing their son's problems as the news flicked back to the ranger battle: the caption 'Rangers retreat. Are we all doomed?' running across the bottom of the screen.
As the black ranger appeared on the screen this caption changed to 'Rangers return: Are we all saved?"
In fact yes they were. Lady Victory appeared close to the black ranger, and not expecting his sudden attack to her eyes was not prepared for it. One strike and she was blinded, the source of her greatest strength gone. Severely distracted by this, and weakened by her blindness, it took only a limited number of blows from his power axe to finish her off.
"I've got such a headache" complained the witch again, "lady victory indeed!"
Turning ferociously to Finster her anger intensified, "you promised me she would be victorious! You will pay severely for this failure."
"Yes mistress," said the monster maker glumly, well aware of that his final chance to redeem himself had fallen fat on its face. He was doomed and he knew it but he could take a little comfort in the fact that soon Rita would be suffering a worse fate than he at the hands of her master.