Ok so a guest told me to just make it about Astronema, since they are kinda the same, but they're not my character will have some significant changes to the show. Anyway here's chapter 1.

(3rd P.O.V)

At the Dark Spector villain meeting, Solariaroamed the area with Astronema wearing a padded sports bra, padded shorts and elbow and knee pads with an arrow bag across her back and a bow across the other side and her blonde and purple hair straight down behind her, with purple ankle boots and a purple velvet hood that wasn't covering her face. She suddenly grabbed an arrow from her bag and positioned it in an odd way. Then a blast came and her arrow caught it, as Astronema absorbed the power with her fist. She saw Divatox and Rita Repulsa looking at them and their Quantrons then she heard some talking.

"Elgar who are they" Solaria heard Divatox whisper yell to her henchman, whom she assumed was Elgar.

"That's Astronema and Solaria, people say they are supposed to be the next Queens of Evil" Elgar told her.

"Not if I can help it" Divatox said. "Humph" She scoffed.

Solaria turned to see a hooded figure looking to at her and Astronema. She looked at him for a while with a blank face. Her piercing purple eyes turned into a soft violet, for a moment until they turned darker and she glared at him slightly.

They then sat at a weirdly long table and took a drink of lava drink. Then all the villains turned to the hooded guy, who had not taken a sip.

"Hey! What are you too good to drink with us" Divatox yelled at him.

"Who are you" Queen Machina questioned suspisiously.

Astronema and Solaria then stood up together.

"He's a spy" They both accused in unison.

Everyone got riled up started screaming and sending people after him. That is until Goldar revealed him to be a red ranger, but the ranger got away.

A/N:

I'm starting to edit this story now!

I finished editing MMPR: Purple with Evil.

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