Sorry this chapter took longer than usual to post; got stumped when trying to write some parts.
But anyway, here you are :) Please R&R.
-Nf991
Episode 5 - Intervention
The first thing he hear was a faint buzzing sound, coming somewhere behind his ears, in the depths of his brain. Like a scratch in the center of your back that you just couldn't reach. He groaned lowly, trying to turn his head slightly, only for the pain to spike, as if someone was trying to drive blunt spikes into each of his temples.
"Hey, he's moving..." came a voice from the buzzing, though the words echoed on the back of his skull, making it seem like his skull was too tight.
He tries to open his eyes a fraction, but immediately closes them again when the blinding light hits him. He tries to pull one of his arms up to block the light, but found his left arm couldn't cover his eyes. Not bothering to wonder what the problem was, he simply raised his other arm, blocking the light from his vision.
He groaned lowly, slowly opening his eyes a crack, letting them become adjusted to the brightness before moving his forearm again.
While his tolerance to the light may have adjusted, his vision on shapes was a little off. A couple of shapes hovered over him, blurred out of focus so they just seemed like blank shapes.
"Isaac.. you okay?" Came a muffled voice, still no gender-specific tone standing out.
Was Isaac his name? Well, they wouldn't be asking if they were talking to him.
If they actually were talking to him.
He tried to speak, but found his voice was absent his throat was dry. He coughed softly a few times, trying to get his throat and mouth wet again.
"Uh... where am I?" he asked slowly, trying to prop himself up onto his elbows. Though he quickly lowered himself down onto his back again when the world started to spin.
The blurred shapes started to come into focus, and Isaac finally saw they were Tanya and Matthew - Matthew's blonde hair giving him away, and Tanya's dark yellow undershirt stood out against the rest of the black clothes she wore.
"Pax Valley's Hospital," Tanya answered, straightening herself from leaning over Isaac's bed as she walked over to one of the chairs against the wall of the room.
"Hospital? W... Why am I in a hospital?" Isaac asked, trying again to lift himself onto his elbows. Thankfully, this time, his vision didn't start spinning again. He looked over to his left side, finding he was hooked up to a drip and a heartbeat monitor, which kept a steady pace since he woke up.
"You don't remember?" Matthew asked, stepping back to grab one of the other seats and dragged it over to the side of the bed. "We finishing fighting that Demon, you know, the one with the horns? Well, when we finished, you just dropped. You were out of it."
"Savage said it had something to do with you controlling the Megazord by yourself for a prolonged period," Tanya finished, sitting back in her own chair.
"Wait.. why aren't we back in the Den?" was Isaac's next question, looking to the right, looking to Tanya.
Tanya shrugged slightly, responding, "MUTT said that he didn't have any more medical supplies for humans. Makes me wonder how he's going to get more supplies."
Isaac opened his mouth to ask yet another question, but he fell silent when the door opened; the other two looked to the door as well. Though they relaxed when they saw it was just Kyle and Natalie.
"Look whose returned to the land of the living," Kyle commented with a slight smile, moving over to Isaac's bed. "Good to see you up, man. You feeling good?"
"Feel like shit," Isaac responded dryly, shimming up slightly, adjusting the pillow behind him so it wouldn't put his back out.
"Well, we weren't going to say anything," Natalie said, earning a chuckle from Kyle, while Isaac just rolled his eyes.
Though Isaac noticed that Natalie's face didn't break into a smirk. "Something up, Nat?" He asked. The others turned to look at Natalie, who looked back at the others in turn.
"We're in deep shit," Natalie said, pulling out her phone from her pocket.
"I'm pretty sure you're exaggerating," Kyle responded, turning to look at the White Ranger.
Natalie just remained silent, unlocking her phone and flipping it around so they others could see. While the text was small to read, to the point where Matthew had to walk around the bed to see the article properly, they all got a good look.
"'Power Rangers – Heroes or Vigilantes'?" Matthew read aloud, glancing up from the phone screen.
"Those news guys have it out for us," Tanya commented, carefully taking the phone from Natalie's hand and looking it over closely herself. Her lips mouthed the words as she read them, her eyes darting across the screen, as she followed the lines. "This is bullshit," Tanya grunted, handing the phone back to Natalie, shaking her head slightly.
Before another word could be utter by anyone in the room, there was a knock at the room. Five pairs of eyes zoned in on the door, as the handle turned open.
"Any status update on Isaac?" Savage asked, pacing back and forth across the width of the Command Den, glancing at the robot standing at one of the monitors.
"Tanya was supposed to update us when Isaac woke up," MUTT responded, glancing over his shoulder before returning his 'gaze' back to the monitor. Savage nodded slightly, before returning to his pacing. "You're not growing concerned with their wellbeing, are you?" MUTT asked, still facing the monitor he was working on.
A low growl came from Savage, as he turned to face MUTT. "They are one of a very, very limited number of options we have. So, yes; I am concerned with their wellbeing."
MUTT was quiet for a second, before he slowly stopped typing and turned around fully to face Savage.
"How long are you going to keep your secrets from them, Savage?" MUTT questioned, side glancing at the monitor he was working at, before he subtly gestured to a spot beside the monitor.
Savage didn't even need to look where MUTT's hand was gesturing to; his eyes hardened on the visor of MUTT's head.
"They will be told when the situation arises," Savage responded bluntly, a low growl on the edge of his voice, as he untucked his paws from his pockets and briskly approached MUTT. He only came to a stop when he was a few mere feet from the robot, showing the difference in height between the two. Savage standing a clear head and a half taller than the robot.
"And if it doesn't?" MUTT asked, raising his head slightly to keep Savage's subtly changing expression in his vision.
"Then they don't need to find out," Savage growled, before turning on the spot and quickly walked away. His trench coat striking MUTT's chassis, though doing nothing to move the robot.
"They are human, Savage," MUTT called, as Savage vanished down one of the corridors connecting the main Center to the rest of the rooms in the Den. "Nothing stays hidden from them for long."
A door panel slid close, locking Savage inside the room he had walked into. He sighed quietly, clenching and unclenching his fists slowly as he walked further into the darkened room he had entered, vanishing into the darkness.
"Right, Mr. Bryant," the doctor, a dark skinned woman with matching brown eyes, said as she carefully removed the drip from under Isaac's skin. "We can discharge you as soon as your parent comes to pick you up.
Isaac looked up slightly. "What?"
"Your mom; one of your friends called her to come pick you up," The doctor replied, briefly looking up from her clipboard to answer.
"Right... but I can stay around the hospital, can't I?" Isaac asked. A slight nod was his response, as the doctor had focused her gaze solely on her clipboard.
Isaac slowly walked out the room, pushing open the door upon reaching it and looking down both sides of the corridor.
Surprisingly, the clinically white corridor was absent, the only noises coming from inside sealed rooms, and doctors passing up and down, between the different doors.
He wasn't sure where the others went. Tanya said she had to make a 'call', though he figured what she meant. Matthew and Natalie, accompanied by Kyle, had went looking for a vending machine when the doctor had come in; they hadn't eaten anything since the previous morning. Isaac himself felt his stomach growl lowly at the absence of food.
He fished itself his back pocket, feeling a few loose coins clattering against each other. "Vending machine..." He said to himself, turning to his right and walked down the corridor.
His footsteps echoed down the corridor, glancing at every corridor he crossed, checking for both a phone and a vending machine.
After at least five minutes walking around the unfamiliar grounds, he found himself in a waiting room. A number of people were sat in chairs, nursing some pre-treated injures. The usual suspects; arms in slings, some people just looking ill, etc.
His eyes landing on a vending machine across the waiting room, Isaac briskly made his way across, walking around the rows of fixed chairs.
Standing in front of the vending machine, his eyes flickered across the many different chocolate options for sale. "Jesus, don't they have any Twirls?" Isaac asked himself, not seeing the specified Cadbury's protect in any of the slots.
As he continued to ponder on what to have, the small television in the top corner of the waiting room was switched to another channel, before being turned up.
"Up next, the Power Rangers Wolf Pack; Wolves by nature? We ask members of the public what they think of the newest group of Power Rangers in their town," Said the male news reporter, with a blurred picture of the five wolf Rangers fighting a number of Wolkeins.
Isaac turned to look at the screen just as the picture filled the screen, with the tagline 'Power Rangers – Help us or Hurt us?' underneath.
"We can't be that bad," Isaac uttered under his breath, as he pushed a couple of coins into the machine and punched in the code for one of the bars that didn't have any nuts in it.
With a mechanical grind and a dull clunk from the bottom of the machine, Isaac crouched down and reached in, grabbing the bar.
'Good to see the Rangers are getting away with their actions.'
The sudden voice caught Isaac's attention as he stood up straight again. He didn't have that feeling of someone close to him, and a quick glance over his shoulder confirmed this.
He slowly turned, walking away from the machine and taking one of the free seats by the vender, leaning back in his seat.
'Hey, they've stopped those freaks.'
There goes another voice, a different male's voice. Isaac slowly looked around, he was pretty sure he wasn't going insane. Then again, he'd probably think that if he was insane.
'Yeah, at the cost of OUR tax money.'
The voices seemed to be coming somewhere...
His eyes drifted over the entirety of his vision, before he focused on two people that fit the bill.
Two of the receptionists, both free at the moment, talking to each other. Yet Isaac had a feeling that they were too far away for others to hear from his distance. But when they spoke, Isaac heard them clear as day, now that he knew they were the ones talking.
'You make it sound like they're the first to do this. You've seen Angel Grove; that place got fucked,' Said one of the receptionists, leaning back in his chair, twiddling a pen in his fingers.
'At least they tried to be careful when they fought,' Replied the other receptionist, his back straight and his finger working away at the keyboard. The constant tap, tap, tapping of the keyboard echoed in the back of Isaac's head, threatening to cause another headache.
He shook his head slightly, turning his attention to the chocolate bar that he was subconsciously moving from hand to hand. He gripped the top of the bar, and began tearing the wrapper off.
The sudden, extremely loud rustling foil followed the moment he tried unwrapping. He grunted quietly in pain, one hand flying from the bar to one side of his head, rubbing the temple.
"Savage better have an explanation for this," Isaac muttered, shaking his head slightly as he got to his feet. He needed to find the others.
He quickly made his way out of the waiting room again, heading down the corridor he had come down from. Thankfully, the corridor was just as barren as the time he had walked down it. Once he was sure that he was in a quiet enough space, he raised the Howler and pressed one of the buttons.
"Guys?" he uttered into his Howler. "Where are you?"
"Isaac? We're to the back of the hospital. Look for the X-Ray section," came Tanya's voice on the other end. "Matthew and Kyle have gone off somewhere."
"Those two, wandering off together? God help any who cross them," Isaac added dryly, earning a faint chuckle from Tanya on the other end.
Ending the conversation, Isaac quickly looked around for signs. The X-Ray sign stood out as the green sign, with the same green line on the floor. He quickly headed in the direction specified, taking a bite out of the chocolate bar as he walked.
"Ugh, peanuts," He groaned, throwing the rest of the bar in a trash can as he passed.
"The Power Rangers of Pax Valley, becoming known to the world as the Wolf Pack as of a few weeks ago, have cause massive amounts of damage throughout the city. The costs of the damages are thought to be in the tens of millions, and the death toll, unfortunately, appear to be in the hundreds, nearing the thousands."
The portal suddenly snapped close, cutting off the news reporter it was focused on.
"Do you mind?" Batibat snapped, turning to face the approaching Fear.
"You waste your time on these.. humans?" Fear asked, gesturing to the stand where the portal had been snapped from.
"They may not be the Warriors of the Wolf, but from what I've seen, these humans are the messengers are this modern world," Batibat said, snapping her fingers and the portal opened up again, the same screen of the humans' news report reforming.
"And you believe they are worth our time?" Fear asked, shaking his head slightly, bringing his hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "I thought we didn't have any more hallucinogenic herbs..."
"There is an interesting development with the humans," Batibat shot out, gesturing to the portal, which showed the report still, except on mute. "They seem to be turning on their protectors."
Fear waved a hand dismissively, but he paused when Batibat's words processed. "Turning against the Warriors?" He asked for conformation.
Batibat nodded briskly, gesturing to the screen as she continued. "Perhaps we can use this to our advantage."
"And, pray tell, how do you intend on using this," Fear gestured to the portal, "To our advantage?"
"I'm not too sure yet, but I'm working on something," Batibat responded, before turning around to face the portal again.
"In the meantime, I would like us to find out more about these latest Warriors - how they fight, how they deal with situations, and so on," Fear said, snapping his fingers again and shifting the portal's view from the Human news report, and showing a strange, large building.
"I figured we would strike the humans when they are weak - this.. place of healing used by the humans, so they'll be weak and unable to fight. And if the Warriors turn up... well, they'll be in for a surprise."
"And what surprise would that be?" Batibat asked, slowly folding her arms over her breasts, before she saw the subtle smirk crossing Fear's pale, stone-like grey features.
"You are going into the Human Realm?" she asked.
"I believe it's about time that the Humans were made aware of the powerful beings that the Master mentored," Fear replied ominously, unfolding his arms from behind his back again, and snapping his fingers once more. A short distance away, a large portal ripped open, black and green wisps of smoke evaporating from the edges.
"You are going in by yourself?" Batibat questioned, walking with Fear for a few steps towards the portal.
Fear continued walking for a few paces further, not responding for a few seconds. By the time he had answered, Batibat had stopped a few paces back and was watching him with a questionable expression.
"I plan on using the weak humans to my advantage," Fear replied, again, ominously, as he glanced over his armored shoulder at the she-Demon.
Batibat's initial response was a single raised eyebrow, her head tilted to one side slightly, silently questioning what Fear meant by what he said.
Then, it hit her.
"The Wolkein Spores?" she questioned.
A single nod was her response.
"That's devious of you..." Batibat uttered under her breath, turning away slightly, and approached the viewing portal. One could faintly hear the jealous edge to her voice.
"That is why Horror made me his Left hand," Was Fear's response, before he returned to his walking and eventually vanished through the portal. Though just as the portal closed fully, a black spine flew through the remnants, lodging into the rocks on cavern, on the other side of the Realm.
"Swine..." Batibat hissed lowly, slowly turning another black, toothpick-sized spine in her fingers, rolling between her thumb and first finger briefly.
"There you guys are," Isaac said, having rounded a corner and almost run into Tanya coming the other way.
"I said outside X-Ray," Tanya responded, quickly taking a step back when she also ran into Isaac.
"There are two X-Ray signs," Isaac's deadpan tone retorted.
"Trust me, if we have any more situations like the one with Diagnal, you'll familiarize yourself with this place." Tanya stuffed her hands into her trouser pockets, causing the short sleeves of her top to roll up slightly. It was at that point Isaac noticed a slice of red standing out against the light grey top she wore.
"Hey, what happened there?" Isaac asked, gesturing to the arm.
Tanya glanced at the arm, before her eyes widened a little bit and she quickly removed the other hand to cover the blood stained area. Isaac heard a soft "Shit" get muttered under her breath.
"What happened there?" Isaac repeated, though his tone was a little more urgent, but not pressing, after seeing the alarm in her eyes.
Sighing a little, Tanya responded, "Back when I was helping Savage get Kyle back, what the whole Spirit World, or Realm, whatever. Point is, we needed to get out. Savage…decided the best way was to cut me on the Spirit Realm."
"And... that's where he cut you? In the Spirit Realm?" Isaac asked, gesturing to the cut for the third time.
Tanya nodded in conformation.
"Jesus..." Isaac said lowly, slowly sliding his hands into his back pockets. "That's some Matrix shit, right there."
"What worries me is what else could happen in there," Tanya responded, just as lowly, before grabbing the end of the sleeve and rolled it down slightly, trying to cover the slight cut.
"It can't be that bad in there." Isaac replied.
"Trust me. The shit that was in Kyle's mind..." Tanya ended up going quiet, coughing softly.
"I can't have been worse with that Demon in him," Isaac responded, releasing a soft chuckle, hoping to relieve some of the tension in the area.
But Tanya wasn't smiling. She rolled her eyes briefly, before she said, "I need to get my jacket. I'll be right back." With that, she turned and quickly walked down the corridor again, turning a corner and vanishing out of sight.
Isaac's shoulders sagged slightly at the quick departure, leaning against one of the walls that Tanya had left him at.
"Women..." Isaac muttered, rolling his eyes slightly.
"Well, someone shat in your cereal," Said a voice to the side of Isaac.
He looked to the other side to find Matthew and Kyle walking down the corridor towards him. And one thing that Isaac noticed early on was the chocolate bar Kyle was happily taking bites out of.
"How can you eat that shit?" Isaac questioned, gesturing to the Black Warrior.
"Hey, it's good," Kyle responded, looking mock-offended. Like Isaac had spat at his mother, or something that bad.
Dismissing the discussion, Isaac quickly shifted gear. "Look, there's something I need to ask you guys," He said, lowering his voice slightly.
"That you're gay?" Matthew responded flatly. Isaac glared, as Matthew smirked slightly.
"Fuck you," Isaac responded at the childish response. He shook his head, before continuing, "Look, the doctor who let me out said my mum was coming to pick me up. The only way she would have known I was here, would be if someone contacted her."
"So, who went through my phone?" Isaac asked, looking between the other two male teens.
Kyle paused mid-bite, and as Matthew kept up his smirk, he slowly finished the bite and began chewing on the chocolate-nut combination.
"MUTT did it," Matthew responded nonchalantly, his hands resting comfortably in his pockets. "We said it'd look odd if we didn't contact someone for you. So, he got into your phone, grabbed your mom's number and gave it to us to give to the Doctor. Nothing else."
"I swear, I'm going to attach a car battery to that fucker's nipples," Isaac muttered darkly.
"Uh, I don't think he has nipples," Kyle responded, scrunching up the wrapper and stuffing it into his pockets.
"Never mind," Isaac dismissed, waving a hand briefly.
The three of them were brought out of their conversation by one of the lights towards the end of the corridor and around the corner, went out. Casting a bit of darkness in the otherwise light area.
"Looks like they need an electrician," Matthew commented. Though this was followed by several of the other lights slowly going out, moving down the corridor, and towards the three teens.
"Yeah.. electrician," Kyle added, though his voice was a little skeptical.
"You guys got that feeling?" Isaac asked, slowly moving forward, looking further down the corridor a bit. The lights continued to go out, though instead of the usual flicker before fading entirely, the later ones began to make the sound of shattered glass.
The latest one out-right shattered, light and cover and all, spreading glass and plastic all over the corridor.
"Shit!" Matthew exclaimed.
The sound from the now darkened corridor caught the attention of one of the doctors, it seemed, as one came from his office.
"What's going on out here?" He asked, removing his glasses and carefully placing them in his blazer breast pocket. He looked up and down the corridor, rubbing his lightly stubbed beard, as he spotted the teens.
"You three," He asked, gesturing to Isaac, Matthew and Kyle. "Did you see what happened here?"
Before any of the three had a chance to respond, a shadow of a figure slowly appeared behind the doctor. His details were a little hazy initially, but something they noticed was the faint shine for odd patches of bronze armor. A small orb of green was visible behind the doctor's head, as it slowly narrowed a little bit.
"What are you...!" The doctor started, before he was sharply cut off with a loud gag, his eyes widening. His glasses coming loose, and fell to the ground. One of the lenses coming out from its frame at the contact with the ground.
Blood soaked the white shirt he wore underneath the blazer, spreading out across what was visible.
"Shit!" Isaac exclaimed, as Matthew and Kyle quickly, by reflex, raised their Howler wrists up slightly.
The body fell limp to the floor, crumbling onto his front and remaining still, as blood started to soak the area around him.
Now the teens could see the figure in its entirety. Bronze armor across the torso, spikes on both the shoulder pads and, weirdly, the sides of his face. The skin itself was a pale grey, like concrete.
"You're a freaky fucker, aren't you?" Matthew commented, raising his hands defensively.
The being seemed amused by the comment, casual wiping the blood from his black-bladed sword on the blazer of the dead doctor, before sliding the blade over his shoulder, and into a sheath on his back.
"From the energy I'm getting from you humans, I believe I'm right in assuming you three are three of the Warriors," Fear commented, stepping over the doctor's body and taking a few steps towards the three teens.
And with every step forward the Demon took, the three tried to step back, though after four steps, they were flat against the wall.
"What wants to know?" Matthew responded hotly, before he looked to the others. "We going to fuck this guy up or not?"
Isaac nodded shortly, before he raised his Howler wrist, the others following suite.
"United, we Howl!" The three called, activating the Howler. A brief flash of light filled partially darkened corridor, before the Red, Blue and Black Wolf Rangers stood in their places. The three shifted into defensive stances, flexing their fingers into closed fists.
Fear's face bore only slight amusement, as he raised his hands either side of him, as if leaving himself open. "Try your best," he said, taunting the Warriors.
Matthew and Kyle both ran forward, passing Isaac and trying to land the first strikes on the Demon. The dimmed light of the corridor didn't affect their fighting, making like they were fighting in clear daylight.
But the many flying kicks and punches aimed at him did little to bother Fear. He simply raised his arms to block the incoming fists and high kicks, while he raised his shin occasionally to deflect the incoming lower kicks.
Fear grabbed one of the incoming fists from Matthew, earning a robotic shout of pain as the pressure enclosed around his hand. Fear then pulled back, dragging Matthew over his head and flung him backwards, punching with his other hand at Matthew's torso.
The force of the punch sent Matthew flying into the wall of the corridor, cracking the thin material. Several chunks littered the floor as Matthew came to a rest in the dent he created.
A punch to his torso caught his attention, though nowhere near enough to cause any sort of damage.
He looked around, seeing the Black Warrior was standing defensively, though he was shaking one of his hands slightly, muttering something inaudible under his breath. The modified voice made it impossible to be understood.
His hand thrusted forward, Fear's fingers gripped around Kyle's throat. The Black Warrior choked and his hands flew to Fear's forearm, throwing punches at the primarily armored covered arm. However, because of the armor, the punches, even with the enhancements provided by the gem, caused superficial damage. At best.
A sudden, forceful kick to his midsection brought his attention away from Kyle, whom he dropped and collapsed to the ground, as Fear turned to look at the Red Warrior.
"That's enough," He growled, the modified voice enhancing the tone of his voice, as he stepped back two steps and drew his sword, gripping the handle with two hands.
Fear stared at the Red Warrior, before a small smirk of amusement broke across his stone-like features. He raised his hand over his shoulder, grasping the handle of his sword again.
"I will make this quick," Fear said, drawing the sword from the sheath, flicking the blade around his hand before holding it correctly again.
The two sword-wielding warriors stayed as they were for a few seconds. Fear made the first move, stepping forward and slashing diagonally down. Isaac barely had time to stop the strike, the two swords colliding, sparks flying from the mythical weapon striking another. The force of the strike sent Isaac stumbling back, one hand flying to the wall for some support while the other tried to hold the sword out.
"Your mentor has failed to train you," Fear commented aloud, advancing towards Isaac and striking again, the blades connecting once again, and the force sending Isaac on his back, almost losing the grip on his sword handle.
He quickly rolled onto his front, pushing his hands and knees beneath him, raising his head to look at the armored Demon. "He's working on it," Isaac grunted, quickly regaining his footing and taking a slight step back, holding the sword out defensively.
"In the time of my Master, you were trained, or you died," Fear taunted, walking further down the corridor, towards the Red Warrior. Another strike soon followed, this one much stronger than the previous ones.
The force of the strike sent the sword flying out of Isaac's hands, flying across the corridor and embedding itself into the wall.
Isaac looked to the blade quickly, before turning his head back in time to get it connected with a fist thrown by the Demon. He shouted in pain, stumbling back and eventually hitting the back of the wall.
"Hm," Fear grunted, angling the blade downward, the tip of the sword barely above Isaac's visor. "I expected more from the Alpha. Your predecessor put up more of a fight when we first met."
Before the monologue could continue, Fear was tackled away from Isaac from the side. All he managed to catch from it was a flash of yellow against the bronze-and-black body of Fear.
"Isaac!" Said a female voice, and he looked to the side to find Natalie, fully morphed, rushing towards Isaac. She quickly crouched down and helped him to his feet, taking note of one of the small cracks in the corner of Isaac's visor.
"I'm fine. Check Matthew and Kyle," Isaac grunted quietly, quickly gaining his footing and looking to his other side. Fear had kicked Tanya, who was also morphed, over himself. Flinging her further down the other corridor.
Unsurprisingly, the commotion had caught the attention of several doctors occupying the surrounding area. Some looked through the glass panels of their doors, phones against their ears.
Natalie quickly moved down the corridor, as Isaac quickly ripped his sword from the wall, taking a small chunk with it, and rushed over to assist Tanya. The Yellow Ranger was currently trying to block punches from the Demon, both her forearms together to block a punch aimed at her head.
Before another punch could land, Isaac quickly ran up behind the Demon, striking across the armored back. Sparks flew at the point where the sword and armored connected, and Fear staggered forward; stepping over Tanya in the process.
"You OK?" Isaac asked, offering a hand down to help Tanya up. The Yellow Warrior looked up and took the offered hand, the two of them getting Tanya to her feet.
"Who the hell is this guy?" Tanya asked, as she and Isaac tensed up when Fear turned back around. Glaring at the two Warriors before him, before a smirk started to play across his stone features, the spikes across his cheeks twitching slightly in accordance with his facial movements.
"I see…" Fear said to himself, before he straightened his posture and snapped his free hand. Two portals opened up either side of him, and instantly, hordes of Wolkeins came charging forward, aiming to attack the two Warriors directly in their way.
Tanya and Isaac quickly stepped back, giving themselves space as the Wolkeins charged at them. Isaac's sword was able to deflect most of the attacks, but Tanya was restricted with her bow. Unable to find the distance in the tightly-packed corridor, she simply held the bottom half of the bow and struck the foot soldiers' face.
As Matthew and Kyle recovered and, accompanied by Natalie, joined the others and helped bring the fight back to the larger corridor, Fear slowly sheathed his sword again.
He reached into a small pouch situated on the back of the thick belt, Fear walked in the opposite direction of the Warriors and Wolkeins.
Seeing the retreating form of the Demon, Isaac quickly struck one Wolkein across the throat, the head coming off from the body completely, falling to the floor. "You guys got these freaks?" Isaac asked, looking over his shoulder, seeing the conflict throughout the area.
"We got this!" Matthew shouted, stabbing a Wolkein through the chest, before swinging the spear around and stabbing another one, pinning the two against one of the walls.
"And remember to keep any nosy fuckers out of the way!" Isaac called, building up to a run by the time he finished speaking, and quickly ran off after Fear.
"How the hell do we get stuck here and he think he can take on that guy?" Tanya grunted, driving her foot into the side of a Wolkeins' leg, bending to an odd angle, before drove her elbow into the back of its neck, driving the head into her knee.
"Everything knows the Red one goes off to fight solo," Kyle called, punching one Wolkein with such force that it drove straight through one of the walls.
Isaac quickly ran down the corridor, nearly spiriting before coming to a corner, skidding slightly to stumble around the corner and running again, gaining his speed back. Fear always seemed to be at the other end of the current corridor with every turn he took.
"Where the hell is he going?" Isaac asked himself, having passed yet another corner and growing frustrated by this point.
Doctors and nurses peaked through slightly open doors as a streak of red passed them. If more than one occupied the room, they looked at each other in question.
However, the further he followed after Fear, the more of the corridors that Isaac found similar. Granted, the bleach white walls all seemed to blend together over time, but some signs stood out.
"Shit!" Isaac exclaimed, realizing where Fear was going, and quickly picked up speed again. "Waiting room."
A few short seconds later, the sounds of screams filled the corridor, pushing Isaac to move faster, making himself look more like a blur of red and black than before.
He skidded to a halt upon entering the waiting room, a stack of papers on the reception desk flying from the wind picked up by Isaac, scattering them across the waiting room floor.
The waiting room was bare of anybody - not a soul left. The doors were flung open, allowing a gentle breeze to enter the waiting room, leafs kicking across the waiting room. Though they got caught in large pools of a deep crimson liquid.
"Shit…" Isaac said slowly, walking around cautiously. He hadn't seen any bodies yet, but that didn't mean they weren't here. The blood was coming from somewhere...
"They suffered a great deal, you know."
Isaac turned sharply at the voice, seeing the armored Demon standing in the entrance of the hallway, arms folded behind his back. His eyes were half opened, as if he was growing bored. Isaac's hands slowly closed into fists, his hands shaking slightly from the tension going through his body, specifically his arms.
"You've killed them?" Isaac asked lowly, his voice coming out as a growl after passing through his voice modifier.
Fear responded with a single nod, the smug smirk crossing his features more.
Isaac felt a deep, burning anger rushing through his body, seemingly centering from the Howler clutched around his wrist. His arm with the Howler shook slightly from the tension running through it. His sword formed in his other hand, the fingers flexing slowly around the grip.
"Come now," Fear said, slowly walking around Isaac. The Red Warrior turned in time with Fear's movement. "You've already proven that you are ill-experienced in sword fighting. Nothing like your predecessor."
"What do you know about him?" Isaac questioned, his modified voice dripping with anger.
Fear stopped mid-stride, turning to face Isaac fully, hands coming from behind him and resting at his sides. "You really are small-minded, aren't you humans?" Fear commented with an eye roll, spreading his stance slightly to gain a better footing.
Though before either of them could move a muscle, the front doors of the hospital were flung open. It was at this point that the sound of sirens reached Isaac's ears, causing him to look at the doors.
Instantly, SWAT officers swarmed the waiting room, all wearing black body armor with the word 'SWAT' printed on the front of the bulletproof vests they wore, and on the shoulder patches of their uniform. All wore balaclavas and open face helmets, looking down the sights of their standard issue M4 Carbine.
"Police! Do not move!" The lead officer shouted, both hands firmly holding the rifle in his hand, staring between the Red Ranger and the... thing standing before them in the hospital waiting room.
Isaac's expression was unreadable, due to his helmet covering his face, though it bore an expression crossed between shock and anger. Anger for dealing with the Demon before him, and shock from the sudden appearance of the SWAT. He hadn't expected them to turn up.
Meanwhile, Fear looked at the officers with faint amusement - his face had the 'really?' expression plastered across his concrete-colored expression.
"Oh, you humans…" Fear said, a faint chuckle escaping him as he looked between the humans, wearing their 'protective' armor and their weapons. "You think yourselves the dominant species of the planet…"
He slowly ran his free hand up the blade of the sword, the black steel reflecting the light from the glass doors and windows of the waiting room. The movement caught Isaac's eye, not that the Demon was trying to be subtle. Isaac slowly tightened and adjusted the grip he had on his sword handle, his eyes switching between the SWAT officers filling the waiting room entrance. He counted at least nine.
That was when he noticed a faint aura surrounding the individual officers, something he could smell. They blended together... and all he got from them was something... earthy.
Something to add to the list to ask Savage, Isaac thought to himself, before movement to his side caught his attention again. Fear had stepped forward.
"Freeze!" Shouted the lead officer, the sound of multiple guns cocking sounding simultaneously, all trained on Fear. Yet he continued to slowly stepped forward, one foot slowly moving in front of the other as he approached the line of officers.
That was when the bullets started flying.
Isaac couldn't help but flinch slightly when the bullets started flying, instinct driving him to take cover as the lethal bits of lead started firing. Despite his ability to withstand bullets, his natural reflex was to get the fuck down.
Fear just stood there, as the bullets continued to fly from their guns. Though as they continued to strike him, the bullets just deflected from his armored form. Mushrooming upon impact with his armor, and falling to his feet with faint clattering.
By the time the magazines ran out of ammo, they had made no damage whatsoever to their intended targets. Isaac slowly lifted himself from behind the waiting chair he had taken cover behind, which was covered in bullet holes. Several shots had hit Isaac, but no damage had been done. Meanwhile, Fear simply stood where he had stopped, taking the bullets. Mushroomed bullets littered around his feet, the tips as flat as a pancake.
Side glancing at each other, the SWAT team looked in bewilderment at the lack of effect of their bullets.
"Is it my turn now?" Fear asked, raising his hands slightly in question, before flicking his wrist and holding the sword properly again, lifting it up to strike down.
But Isaac quickly jumped over the row of chairs, running forward and tackling the Demon from the side, the swords falling out of both their hands.
"Get any civilians out of here!" Isaac shouted as he quickly shifted up and tried throwing punches at Fear's face area. The Demon had his arms crossed over his face, deflecting most of the attacks. While one or two landed on his face, most of them were knocked off course with his forearms.
The SWAT looked at one another for a brief second, before the commanding officer quickly stepped in. "Units 14, 12 and 9. Take the left side! Units 13, 8 and 4, take the right! Units 7 and 5, with me!"
Now divided, the SWAT team split into their three groups, rushing around the two fighting warriors and splitting up into the corridors of the hospital.
The first and third SWAT groups went around the hospital, checking the corridors and rooms for any more hostiles hanging around, waiting for the right moment to attack. But all they found were medical staff and patients, scared out of their minds.
They vaguely and briefly explained what they were doing, before helping the staff get the immobile patients out of the room, giving them a secure path to get out of the back of the hospital.
The second group, however, came across something they were thought they were prepared for, but still surprised them and nearly made one of them misfire his rifle.
What they came across, in one of the wider corridors of the hospital, was a fight between the rest of the Power Rangers and the strange pale-grey, black armored creatures. Several of the latter's bodies littered the floor, slumped against walls with massive dents, and stab wounds through some. The Rangers continued to fight what remained standing, grunts and shouts of effort coming from the occasional Ranger.
The Yellow Ranger side glanced after snapping the neck of one of the creatures, before doing a double take to see the group of three SWAT officers standing at one end of the corridor.
"Hey guys!" She called, shouting back to the others, who continued to fight. "We've got company."
The other Rangers quickly pushed away the Wolkeins they were currently fighting, the Black Ranger punching the Wolkein with such force it went flying through one of the thinner walls, as they all turned to look at what Tanya had shouted about.
Seeing the bold, capitalized 'SWAT' signs, they all tensed under their uniform. They only called the SWAT units into situations when shit had really hit the fan.
"Check all the rooms in this corridor!" The head officer of the group ordered, gesturing for the other two SWAT officers to go either side of the corridor.
As they opened the doors, one by one, the third officer had his eyes focused on the three Rangers, who had finished off the last of the creatures, and were all slowly moving towards the single SWAT officer remaining.
"Stand down," The officer ordered, half raising his rifle to his shoulder, aiming in the general direction of the Rangers.
Two of the Rangers-White and Black-stayed where they stood, but the Yellow and Blue simply stopped momentarily, before taking the rest of the distance between themselves and the officer.
"We're not 'standing down'," The Yellow Warrior stated. Despite the heavily modified voice, the SWAT team was slightly surprised to find the voice to be feminine. He would've expected it if the yellow one had a skirt as part of her uniform, like the White Ranger did.
"I'm ordering you," The SWAT officer stated, raising his rifle slightly.
The moment his rifle was raised, however, the Blue Ranger's hand latched onto the barrel of the M4 Carbine. No matter how hard he tried to rip it from his grip, the Blue Ranger had a grip of iron around the barrel.
"I'd let go of that if I were you," Tanya said, folding her arms over her chest, looking to the SWAT officer.
By this point, the other two SWAT officers had caught onto what was happening with their commanding officer, and slowly stepped away from their doors and raised their rifles against their shoulders.
Kyle quickly caught onto what was happening, side glancing behind him to see the approaching two officers, flexing his fingers around the bars of his knuckle-dusters.
The officer stared at the Yellow Ranger, still trying to rip his rifle from the Blue Ranger's grip. "You four are under arrest," He spat, looking up to glance at the other two officers.
The sound of guns cocking filled the corridor, but before Tanya had a chance to turn around at the noise, Kyle acted.
As one of the officers came around his left, the knuckle-duster on his right hand locked into place and he turned with the punch. With the brace releasing such force upon impact, the officer was sent flying back, taking the doors off its hinges as the body was flung into the empty office.
The other officer quickly aimed down the sight and fired a few shots; the teens all flinched at the bullet sound, the bullets pinging off Kyle's suit and dropping to the floor. Natalie rolled to dodge the bullets, and as Matthew's other hand quickly flew around the SWAT officers' throat, pressing him back against the wall, she drew one of her black and white bladed daggers.
She flicked the blade in her hand, gripping the blade and throwing it across the length of the corridor. The bade hit home, lodging itself in the SWAT officers' right leg, the blade embedded deep into the flesh. Acting as if the body armor it wore was just simple clothing.
As he shouted out in pain, Kyle quickly spun around, the other arm's knuckle-duster was prepared and when the punch was thrown, the officer was thrown back down the corridor, colliding with the wall at the other end.
Now that the two of them were dealt with, the other Rangers turned to the final SWAT officer, who was trying to pry Matthew's armored hand from around his throat.
"Take this as a warning," Tanya started, standing before the pinned officer, summoning her bow and pressing one end against the officer's chest. "You can't take these guys on. Only we have weapons that can kill these things," She added, pulling her bow back. Just as she was about to continue, her Howler lit up with a low growl.
Looking down, she quickly raised her Howler to her helmet and said, "Yeah?"
"Need a little help here!" Isaac's modified voice came growling through the Howler, along with a sudden yell of panic.
"We're on our way," Tanya replied, before closing the comms and glaring up at the officer. "Stay out of our way," She finished, before looking over to Matthew and nodded slightly. Matthew glanced from Tanya to the officer, before releasing his grip on the officer's neck.
The officer quickly righted himself, crouching down to grab his weapon. Though by the time he had righted himself, he found the Rangers were gone. Not a sound was made when they moved.
"Damn Rangers…" He muttered under his breath, before quickly rushing over to the closer of the two officers, checking for their vitals.
Isaac was hurled through the windows of the hospitals sliding doors, the glass shattering into a million pieces as Isaac rolled across the ground outside the hospital. He eventually righted himself onto his hands and knees, and quickly pushed himself to his feet, looking around for Fear or his sword.
But the sword was no-where is sight, and Fear had stepped through the shattered sliding door. Any civilians outside the hospital instantly stopped what they were doing and those that were too close quickly moved away.
"You've got fire, I'll give you that," Fear said, sheathing his own sword once again as he approached Isaac. The latter taking a small step back, hands raised once again as he prepared for the fight to continue in public.
Fear continued the steady pace, and eventually drew close enough to throw a punch aimed directly at Isaac's face. He managed to block the attack, but wasn't quickly enough to block the second attack, which sent a punch into his gut.
Isaac grunted in pain, doubling over before Fear delivered an uppercut to his helmet, sending him flying backward, rolling across the ground a short distance before coming to a stop. Isaac was pretty sure he was bleeding in several places under his suit, but strangely, he didn't seem to feel anything.
Must've been a dulling effect of the Howler.
Either way, Isaac pushed himself to his feet, and ran at the Demon, throwing a flying punch at him. The blow connected, somewhat, by Fear's defenses colliding into himself from the source of Isaac's punch, sending him stumbling back a few steps. A few of the spines across the left cheek had the tips snapped off, but no other injuries were apparent.
"Come on. You've got to have a weakness somewhere," Isaac said to himself, raising his fists again and advancing again, throwing another punch at the Demon, followed by a high kick. Fear managed to push back the punches, but stepped back at the kick to the ribs. He staggered back a few steps, holding his side.
"Lucky shot…" He seethed, pulling his hand back from the injured area, and took his fighting stance, focused solely on Isaac. Meaning he didn't notice the running footsteps drawing closer to them.
"Hey!" Was the shout that caught Fear, and Isaac's, attention.
Fear turned and was immediately struck with a yellow bolt of energy, the bolt sticking out of his armor, looking as though it was simply embedded in the armor. He glared at the four other Warriors that came from the entrance of the hospital. Tanya had her bow drawn, while the others stood with their weapons at the ready.
"Still think you can take this guy by yourself?" Matthew asked, the spear resting against his shoulder as the four of them slowly stepped down the stairs leading to the hospital's entrance.
"This should be fun," Fear uttered, snapping the energy bolt from his armor, and vanishing from sight when it was further snapped in half.
Isaac didn't respond, simply preparing himself as the other Warriors moved around Fear, giving themselves enough distance from the Demon, but enough to contain him.
"All five of you against me? Maybe now this will be an acceptable fight," Fear said, looking around at the five Warriors that surrounded him. Tanya, who was to Isaac's left, side glanced at the Red Warrior and pulled something from behind her back.
"Figured you'd drop this?" Tanya said, offering Isaac his sword, flicking the sword around so she was offering the grip of the sword to him. Isaac quickly took the sword in his hand, nodding in thanks to her before facing the Demon again.
Thankfully, other police cruisers had turned up, but they seemed to be focused on getting any civilians out of the way. The Rangers paid them no mind, however, as they all attacked Fear at once.
As Tanya hung back a little bit to fire bolts of energy at the Demon, Isaac, Matthew, Kyle and Natalie ran at Fear, weapons at the ready. Matthew, using his spear as a javelin, threw his spear at the Demon. But Fear simply swatted the spear aside, sending it clattering to the ground at his feet. But he quickly side stepped to avoid Matthew's punches, not seeing the Blue Warrior following up with his spear throw.
Blocking most of Matthew's attacks, Fear heard someone rushing at him from behind. Glancing over his shoulder, Fear quickly side stepped the latest attack from Matthew and blocked one of Kyle's punches with his forearm. Despite the forceful impact from the knuckle-duster launcher, Fear's arm barely moved an inch.
Kyle seemed surprised by the lack of effect, as he looked between the blocked forearm and Fear, before he quickly pulled away from Fear and went for another punch with his other arm, but Fear threw two punches of his own at Kyle's chest. A startled cry of pain, then panic, came from Kyle as Fear grabbed him by the throat, and threw him back, throwing through another panel of glass of the hospital's doors.
Isaac and Natalie ran at Fear, splitting up at the last moment to attack Fear on two fronts; but Fear seemed to be able to take the two of them on with ease. Blocking Isaac's sword with his armored forearms, able to deflect the attacks in other directions, while using his other arm to deflect Natalie's stabs, actually grabbing onto her forearm at one point and flinging her across the street.
As Natalie tumbled past her, probably picking up scratches and cuts from the asphalt, Tanya turned her glare back to Fear as he dealt with Isaac. She quickly dropped the bolt of energy, and ran at the Demon with her bow.
Fear felt a sudden weight on his back, and gagged slightly when a thick piece of metal was pressed against the base of his throat, pressure being applied from behind. Tanya had managed to loop her bow around Fear's throat, and managed to force him off of beating up Isaac.
His hands wrapping around the bow, Fear managed to fling Tanya over him, and grab onto her arms when she went sailing over him.
"Attack from behind?" Fear asked, as Tanya tried to squirm out of his grip. Isaac quickly got to his feet and tried to help, but the second he got to his feet, Fear threw Tanya at him. The two collided, and were sent flying back a few steps.
When they came to a stop, they quickly untangled themselves and Tanya said, "Thanks for the soft landing."
"Yeah, yeah," Isaac grunted, before the two looked up at Fear shouting out.
Being occupied with seeing Isaac and Tanya tumble, Fear didn't see or hear Natalie running up to him from behind and managed to find a spot, now covered in his armor, and stabbed one of her daggers into the pale-grey 'skin'.
However, the dagger didn't even penetrate the skin. It just chipped off a small amount of the stone-like skin, but nothing more.
Natalie cursed under her breath, before she looked up. She was immediately met with Fear's other foot to her face, sending her rolling back. When she eventually came to a rest, a small crack had formed in the bottom corner of her visor, and she felt a small patch of wet forming on her shoulder. Probably a very serious scratch.
Fear turned and began approaching Natalie, but paused when he heard a "Hey!" shouted behind him. He turned, and was instantly met with a pair of firm punches to his face. Tanya and Isaac, working together, had ran towards Fear when his attention turned to Natalie.
As Fear stumbled back a few steps to recover from the attack, the five Warriors formed together. Though it was plain to see, by both Fear and any police officers still in the area, that some of them were favoring one side of their limps than the other.
"I've seen enough of this," Fear said to himself, though loud enough for the five teens to hear. He then drew his hands together, clasping one in the other, and closed his eyes.
Above the area of the city, high up in the sky, clouds started swirl into the air. The clouds turned from their usual white to a dark, storm-cloud grey and black, and lightning started to form in their place.
"This can't be good," Matthew said, looking from Fear to the swirling portal forming from the clouds and lightning. From this portal, a streak of black light escaped - the same light that appeared when Ret-Kli grew giant-sized.
The black streak struck the ground around Fear, forcing the Warriors further back as Fear began to grow. The larger he grew, the more of the surrounding area began to grow darker. The sky turned from day to night, and by the time he was fully grown, the sky looked as though it was midnight in the winter.
As people throughout the city looked around for what the cause of the sudden darkening sky, instilling panic throughout the city, Fear finally stood, fully grown, in the center of the city. Dwarfing all of the buildings around him easily.
"Savage!" Isaac all but shouted into his Howler, looking up to the sky as lightning cracked across the clouds.
"On it," Savage's voice responded, with the faint sound of keyboard buttons tapping in the background, before the comms were cut short.
"Let's do this," Matthew said, as the five Wolf Zords came into the city, running at the newly-grown Fear. The five all jumped into their individual Zords, initiating the formation sequence of the Megazord immediately upon entering.
Nearly a full minute later, the fully formed Megazord stood across the city from Fear, the two facing each other, ready for battle.
"Let's see if you are any better in your Guardians," Fear said slowly, slowly drawing the sword from the sheath across his back, as he slowly stepped forward. Small vehicles becoming little more than crumpled, metal masses, as he slowly drew nearer to the Megazord.
"Does this fucker ever stop gloating?" Tanya asked herself as the five willed the Megazord forward, summoning the Wolf Tail Blade into both their hands and the Megazord's hand, swinging it around a few times, getting acquainted to the sword again as they neared their latest conflict.
The two colossal beings collided, their swords striking in time with the latest lightning strike, the two obsidian-colored swords clashing and sparking upon contact, before drawing back. The Megazord moved in for another, lower strike, but Fear managed to block the strike easily, one hand placed at the back of the blade, adding support from the forceful strike.
The Megazord was then struck with a kick to its torso, stumbling back a few steps to recover. The teens were rocked about in the cockpit, trying to recover their footing.
"Is this guy faster than most other guys we fought in the Megazord, or is it just me?" Natalie asked, quickly adjusting the grip on her sword, the Megazord mimicking her movements, and the others followed suite.
"It doesn't matter. We'll find a way to kill him," Isaac responded, leading the five of them in moving the Megazord together.
The two beings collided once again, swords striking one another in time with a second lightning strike. Only this time, the Megazord released one hand from the handle of the sword, and threw the punch at Fear's now exposed head.
The punch connected, striking Fear across the face, breaking more spines off of his cheeks, and sent the Demon staggered back a few steps. Angered by the punch, Fear glared at the Megazord.
"If that is how you want to do this," Fear said, resorting to sliding the sword back into place and, in a sudden burst of speed, ran at the Megazord. He jumped at the last second, letting out a war cry as he sent a flying knee strike at the Megazord's head and torso area, grabbing a hold of the Megazord's head at the last second to ensure that the strike connected.
The five Warriors were sent down on the ground, all writhing in the pain that coursed through them, experiencing the pain caused to the Wolf Zords.
Unable to recover quick enough, the Megazord was dealt with a series of punches from Fear, one arm pinned by one of Fear's, while the other began dealing strike, after strike to the torso and head. The strikes to head shook the Warriors further, as the crippling blows were being dealt.
"You insult the Warriors you succeed," Fear spat, throwing another punch at the Megazord's torso, a large number of deep dents embedded in the metal, and more sparks flew when the latest punch was thrown at it.
Inside the cockpit, the Warriors were trying to get to their feet, but were continuously knocked down again before they could get up by another strike. Their bodies twitched on the ground of the cockpit, trying to get up but ending up twitching violently as waves of pain rocked through them.
"At least they put up a better fight than you did," Fear added, stepping back slightly before delivering another kick to the weakened Megazord's torso. The force of the impact sent the Megazord stumbling back a few steps, before they grew still.
Seconds later, the mass of metal and spirit slowly fell back, falling onto the ground. The buildings beneath where it landed crumbling like children's toys, creating a great dust cloud that shook throughout the city. Areas of Pax Valley looked like a war zone from the fight.
As the dust slowly cleared, the Megazord came into view, lying in the rubble of the buildings, the torso deformed and dented from the sever beating it received. The eyes of the Megazord were both cracked, one had actually caved in on itself. The glass-like material lay scattered all over the cockpit, covering the Warriors that lay motionless on the ground.
All of the teens had some form of cuts covering their body from the ancient glass, actually breaking through the armor they wore, as they tried to recover. Isaac tried to push his hands under his body, large shards of glass falling from his body as he pushed his upper half up.
"Savage…" He uttered lowly, trying to raise his Howler wrist, but failed as he became aware that a chunk of his visor had fallen out, the cracks further spreading across the visor. He looked around slowly, seeing the others were in about as good a shape as he was; Matthew had a large gash across his right arm, blood oozing out onto the blue, black and silver suit.
Tanya's visor was severely cracked, but was all in her helmet still, as she tried to push herself up from under a pile of glass. She had several cuts across her stomach and arms, pricks of blood visible.
Kyle was lying on his side, one arm curled tightly around his waist, and Isaac soon saw why; a large pool of blood was forming around his stomach, as he shuddered faintly.
Natalie seemed to be in the best shape of them, but that was by no means a good state - she had a large cut across her shoulder, her hand pressed firmly against the cut to try and keep the blood from flowing out.
"And now…"
Isaac quickly turned his gaze forward, seeing the monstrous figure of Fear standing over the crippled Megazord, sword in hand as it slowly spun it around so that the blade was facing downward.
"I finish what my Master should have done all those years ago," Fear finished, his other hand grabbing a hold of the handle, and raised the sword into the air above him.
Isaac tried to push himself to his feet, tried to get the Megazord to rise to its feet, or even raise a hand to grab a hold of the sword before it could strike them down. But his arms shook hard as he tried to focus, finding a strange feeling of exhaustion rush through him.
The wolves were exhausted - their wounds were great, something unexpected. And this feeling of strain was filling Isaac. He was sure the others were feeling the same, but didn't say anything. He had other things on his mind right now.
Raising his sword a bit higher, Fear smirked darkly as his fingers flexed around the grip, before he suddenly thrusted the sword downward. Isaac closed his eyes, teeth gritting, expecting a searing pain to burn through his very soul.
But it didn't come. No pain.
At first, Isaac thought that this was what death was. No pain, just... the end.
But when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still where he was. Still in the crumpled Megazord, still blood oozing from cuts and scratches across his body, still staring up at the colossal Fear standing over them.
But Fear's sword was held in place, barely scratching the ornamental wolf head of the Red Alpha's Wolf form upon its chest. And it didn't seem Fear was taunting the further; the look of surprise across his stone features showed that he fully intended to kill them.
"No... No, not yet. I'm not done!" Fear hissed, his muscles straining to push the sword down further, but the harder he pushed the sword, the more noticeable a dark green aura surrounded the black blade. The green aura started to spread itself around Fear, covering his entire body. The sword was raised up from the Megazord's chest, and the aura began thicker.
"NOOOOOO!" Fear shouted, his voice roaring and distorted as the green aura began mixing with a sickly black, swallowing up Fear in its mass. Fear was briefly outlined by the light, but he quickly vanished as a result.
Mere seconds after Fear disappeared, the clouds began to part, the sky lighting up again. The sun returned to its rightful place, shining its rays on the ground below. But the damage was done. The Megazord's metal creaked and groaned as Isaac tried to move it, but failed to do so alone, in his state.
Grabbing the wrist of his Howler arm, he shakily raised his arm to his helmet, as he weakly said, "Savage…W…Help…Tele-Teleport…" That was all he managed to get out before his hand collapsed to the ground, his body falling back on the ground. When his helmet collided on the ground again, another small chunk fell free in front of him, opening up the eyehole more.
His eyes slowly slid close, and unconsciousness took over...
"I had them right where I wanted them! They were weak, and they are not worth our time!" Fear shouted, advancing on Batibat the moment he stepped foot in their Realm once again.
He came to a stop only when he was mere inches from the she-Demon, having to glare down to accommodate for the height difference.
Batibat glared up at the taller, bulkier Demon, flexing her fingers around a pair of thin spines, half-tempted to strike Fear now that he was close enough. But she restrained herself; only glaring daggers at Fear, unfazed by his furious gaze.
Fear bore his grit teeth, two dirty white rows of canines, and stepped back to draw his sword.
"Enough."
The deep, earthy growl rocked throughout the domain, stopping Fear in his tracks. The voice even caught Batibat, causing her to tense up as her head snapped to the side. The two War Lords quickly turned to face the source of the voice, dropping to one knee, and cast their gaze at the ground beside their feet.
"Master," The two said in unison, their voices much lower than they normal were.
"The Warriors are MINE, Fear... Mine alone," the voice said, seemingly focused solely on the male Demon. Fear kept facing down, feeling like a presence of a looming figure stood over him.
"Master, the Warriors are not worth your time. This group ar..." Fear tried to throw his case in, but was swiftly cut off.
"Silence," Was all the voice said, the tone firm and angered, flaring up momentarily, before the angered flame died down ever so slightly.
"You have weakened them greatly, but only I will deliver the killing blow. I will punish the descendants of those who imprisoned me….But I must return to a physical form to do so…"
"Master, if I may speak," Batibat said quickly and quietly, barely lifting her gaze from the ground after she spoke.
A moment of silence followed her voice, before the voice growled, "Proceed, Batibat…"
"The humans of this time period are much different to the ones that excited during our time. They trust each other less and less - sometimes starting great wars because of the differences between what I've seen of their world, they are those who are turning against the Warriors," Batibat explained quickly, slowing her voice slightly so every word was clearly heard.
"I believe that we can use this to our advantage. The humans, while they are primitive and inferior to us, may prove to be at least some use." Moments of silence followed Batibat's explanation, and Fear briefly thought that the Master was thinking of a suitable punishment for Batibat at her suggestion of the humans.
"Observe them, Batibat. Alert me of any changes," Said the voice after another few seconds of silence, causing both Fear's and Batibat's eyes to widen slightly, but the latter quickly nodded.
"Yes Master," She said quietly.
"Now…I…I must rest…" said the voice again, the pitch growing slower and a bit weaker, but it was hidden well.
"Yes Master," The two Demons said in unison, before the presence finally left, the two Demons raised their gaze, looking at the podium that held the caged crystal. Fear glared at the other Demon, who wore a smug look across her features as she got up.
"I have my duties to do," Batibat said, turning on the heel of her feet and walked off. Fear slowly rose to his feet as the she-Demon walked off. Cursing under his breath, Fear briskly speed walked away, into another one of the chambers connecting to the main one.
"Who the hell was that guy?" Matthew asked in a low groan, carefully supporting the now-stitched arm on one of the tables, his sleeve rolled up to allow MUTT to finish up the final stitch.
Cutting the thread, MUTT moved away and turned to begin working on Isaac; Tanya, Kyle and Natalie were already seen to. Tanya had her top off, but thankfully had a sports bra to keep her modest, with multiple stitches and bandages around the concentrated areas of the cuts.
Kyle had his arm seen to, with a large bag of ice resting across the aching area, and trying to null the pain by going through his phone. Natalie was the same, with the main cut across her shoulder had been stitched up, numb through the painkillers given to her.
As MUTT began working on pumping painkillers through Isaac's body before he would begin stitching one of large cut across his torso, surrounded by dry blood, Savage turned to look at the others.
"From what I saw, that Demon you almost got killed by was Fear, the other Hand of Horror with Batibat. A skilled warrior, and he clearly proved it from the damage done to both you five and the Wolf Zords," Savage explained, walking around where the teens were situated around the Den.
"And how long are we expecting to wait before those Zords can be used again?" Tanya asked, her words a bit slurred from the medication running through her to numb the pain.
"With the resources I have, I should be able to repair them fully within four to five days," MUTT replied, his voice speaking for him while he focused half of his runtime on closing Isaac's wound.
"We're going to..." Isaac grit his teeth as a spike of pain shot through him when MUTT tugged on a bit of skin near the open wound a bit too hard. "We're going to kill that fucker."
"You'll have to have some good fortune for that to happen," Savage said with a slight eye roll, arms folding behind his back. "Fear wasn't one of the Hands of Horror for no reason. Many of both our kinds fell by his blade."
"That's not the only problem we've got to deal with," Kyle said, a bit less energetic than normal from the drugs pumping through him. The others looked at the Black Delta, who tapped a portion of the screen and held the phone a bit further away.
"'President orders military-funded organization to deal with the issue of Pax Valley'?" Kyle read aloud, the other teens looking at him with wide eyes.
"What?" Matthew and Tanya asked in unison.
"Yep," Kyle confirmed, before shifting the page down.
"President Johnathan Harrison has ordered the creation of a military-funded group, being dubbed 'The 13th Division', which will be transferring selected individuals from the military to Pax Valley, following recent events in regards to the latest group of Power Rangers, the Wolf Pack. More to follow'."
"This isn't going to end well," Matthew groaned lowly, his body slouching down against the table, head resting against the cold material.
"I believe that's putting it lightly," MUTT said dryly, pulling the wound close and snapping the thread off, finished with Isaac's wounds. Isaac slowly got to his feet and grabbed his shirt. He was halfway putting it on when a sudden thought came to him.
He fumbled with his shirt and reached into his pocket, almost dropping his phone to get it out quickly. He turned away from the others as he selected Contacts, and held the phone to his ear as it started to ring.
"I'll be right back," He said briefly to the others, carefully making his way towards one of the doors connecting one chamber to the other, the door sliding close after him. The others looked at him, before Tanya's eyes widened as well.
"Shit... His mom," She said, causing the other teens' eyes to widen.
They had forgotten they had called Isaac's mom to come get him from the hospital.