Power Rangers: Lightspeed Rescue

On the Job

By: Jacques LePenn

Disclaimer: I am in no way, shape, or form the owner of Power Rangers: Lightspeed Rescue, or any other Power Rangers series developed by either Saban or Disney. I am just a fifteen-year-old fan writing a fan fiction about a series he particularly enjoyed.

Chapter One

It was another day as the sun rose above the city of Mariner Bay. The Californian metropolis would soon be active as its populace began another weekday. Another day of getting to work, school or play. And somewhere smack dab in the middle of that day, experience the trauma of a demonic attack in the heart of downtown. With each demonic attack they learned that like Angel Grove they were as vulnerable to otherworldly attack as any other city. However, unlike any other metropolitan area, the city had the luxury of being under the defensive jurisdiction of the military organization, Lightspeed. With Lightspeed came the multi-colored, but always-ready Lightspeed Rescue Power Rangers team.

Housing the Power Rangers team and the Lightspeed organization was the yellow-multi structured Lightspeed Aquabase. As morning broke above the waters of Mariner Bay Harbor, the changing of duty shifts was about to occur. As personnel began to return to their quarters after a long night shaft, some were headed to the mess hall for breakfast or directly to Rescue Ops, the command room of the underwater base, or to other areas of the station that they were assigned to. All together the underwater structure boasted a crew of one hundred ninety personnel, sixty of them commissioned, and the remaining one hundred and thirty holding enlisted and noncommissioned ranks.

Carter Grayson was in his quarters this early morning. Even before the clock could strike eight, he was already dressed in his red shirt, blue jeans, and black boots. In an open closet hanging was his red and black Rescue jacket. However, what Carter proudly wore was on his left wrist was a gray wrist mounted mechanism with a gold medallion that displayed the blue three pointed star insignia of Lightspeed. The device was known as a Rescue Morpher. The technological marvel harnessed the energies that allowed Carter, and his five other teammates, to become the Lightspeed Rescue Power Rangers. For the past several months, the civilian firefighter had served as the Red Ranger. Wearing the red tights made Carter the de facto leader of the superhero team. He led the six-man team into battle with the forces of the underworld, namely those of Queen Bansheera and her son and general, Olympius. Right now, when not taking charge the oh-so-serious Carter was sitting at a desk by a big-reinforced plastic window (being underwater, one could only see the blue waters of the harbor and the marine life that teemed in it). At the moment, he was flipping through tactical reports that Miss Fairweather, the base's science chief, had provided him. The papers were providing him with data from previous battles that the team engaged the enemy in. From them he was learning insight in how to better se the laser weaponry he and the other Rangers used.

BUZZBUZZBUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ! Someone outside the room was ringing the doorbell.

Looking up from a detailed schematic of a Thermo Blaster, Carter simply said, "Come in."

The bulky metallic door slid open to reveal a young woman. Her blond hair was cut short at neck length. She wore a bright pink shirt that had a medical symbol as a collar clip. She wore a gray skirt with black boots. Like Carter, Dana Mitchell wore a morpher. She used its power to become the Pink Ranger. With her immense medical knowledge Dana was the best-qualified in field rescue work. She had reached such a peak after years of grooming by her father, Captain William Mitchell. She took in a deep breath, and finally said, "Morning, Carter,"

"Good morning," replied Carter. He almost sounded disinterested.

Dana for a moment was taken back, but she knew that if she wanted something she should press on for it. She noticed an empty chair next to Carter. She smiled. She approached the chair and took a seat. Instinctively, she leaned forward towards Carter. She asked him, "So, whatcha looking at?"

"Blaster schematics."

Frankly, Dana could have cared less about the power output of weapons and how they could be applied in thousands of different scenarios. She then asked, "I was wondering if we could do something, tonight. I don't know..."

The question struck the aloof Red Ranger off guard. He simply didn't know how to answer it.