Resting in his throne room Lord Drakkon took in the silence around him. As he rested his ears twitched a distant sound filling his ears. Someone was trying to sneak up on him he could hear them. Smirking he had a feeling this would be fun. Reclining he tilted his head back as if sleeping. Peeking an eye open he glanced in the direction of his attacker. As he looked he froze on the spot at the sight before him. A visage of beauty had come to take his life.
The demon Vympra had come to make an attempt on his life. With the grace of a dancer, she crossed the room hand on her blade. She was being cautious with every step he noted. Mere steps from him she leaped into the air drawing her blade aimed at his throat. In one motion he sat up catching her arms tossing her to the floor. Flipping backward she was on her feet glaring at him in fury.
"You're going to have tried a lot harder than that if you want to kill me demon." He remarked
"Haven't even started yet." Vypra hissed
Curious Drakkon stood from his throne summoning Saba with a flick on his wrist. After a shift taunt from Drakkon Vympra dashed at him. With a spark, their blades clashed with Drakkon having a slight advantage. Smirking behind his helmet Drakkon grabbed her free arm tugging her closer. Looking into her eyes he spoke in a soothing voice rubbing his thumb on her wrist.
"You're wasting your potential working for them I can make you stronger," He whispered
"How?" she inquired
She had frozen in a place the attack halted along with any resistance. With a chuckle, he crossed the room to a small shelf grabbing something from it. Returning to her he allowed his morph to fade as he offered her the object. Smirking he held the Pterodactyl buckle once used by his Ranger Slayer in his palm. A smirk came to her lips as she snatched the buckle from his hands.
"What are your orders Lord Drakkon?" She questioned securing the buckle to her hip
"Slay those who oppose me." He stated simply turning to his throne
"Yes, my lord!" She announced with a swift bow
"I'd worked for Lord Drakkon ever since."
With a quiet sigh, Vypra sipped from the teacup in her hand. she sat across the table from the second mighty Morphin pink ranger. The two had been having a polite conversation. She had been given the chance to talk about her time with her lord. It gave her the opportunity to figure out her mixed emotions. She had also learned that dealing with the Oliver family was problematic was a universal problem.
"I really can't imagine what that was like, especially when your daughter was young," Kate stated
"you'll be shocked to hear he spoils that girl," Vypra stated smiling weakly
"Sounds familiar," Kate replied with a giggle
Keith Scott slowly entered one of the zord hangers his eyes going wide. Before him stood a modified version of the dragon thunder zord for years ago. The rebuild warrior zord was now pitch black with gold details and striking red eyes. Golden armor protected the limbs and chest with crimson detail. Its staff now had a trident-like tip at each end. Taking in the newly built zord the young ranger could only stare in awe.
"Beautiful isn't it, Billy put a lot of work into him."
Jumping in surprise Keith spun to met with the sigh of his father. The commander smiled with pride at the sight of the zord they had built. The buckle on his hip started to glow along with the eyes of the zord. As the glow faded the warrior lowered a hand to its master. Stepping onto the hand he was raised into the cockpit before leaving the hanger. As the zord left the hanger it shifted into its dragon form. Leaning back in his seat he took in the sight of the city as the dragon took the sky.
