Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or anything relating to the series.
Author's Notes: Sorry it's taken me forever to post this chapter, but it was really hard to pick out an ending for this tribute.
This is probably my favorite tribute, because I'm a huge fan of the Sixth Rangers. It was the hardest to write, but that's what it made so great. It was a challenge that I had to work on for a couple of months to complete. And I will admit this tribute turned out much more different than I envisioned, but I'm more than happy with the result.
I again wish to give credit to Franktriviaman who has been a collaborative influence on this tribute. Wouldn't have been able to complete this without you, Frank.
So without further ado.
Chapter 6: Silvery Sensation
Beach near Command Center, sunset
Orion was walking back to the ship. Even after everything that had happened, he still couldn't bear to see his friends.
(Orion had run away from the battlefield after Zilas teleported away before the Rangers could talk to him).
"I messed up." Orion kept telling himself.
Despite being a hero according to what Ryan told him, Orion still couldn't escape the fact that the Armada almost won because of his actions. Sure everything turned out alright, but he still couldn't feel like he still deserved to be a Ranger.
Orion could see the Command Center in the distance. He then looked down to his pocket.
"I guess I'll leave it there and leave." Orion concluded.
Orion was about to walk over to the Command Center when...
"Orion!" Emma's voice exclaimed.
Orion turned around to see his teammates running toward him.
As soon as they came up to him, they bombarded him with praise and commendment for saving them and the city from Zilas.
"Guys, guys!" Orion shouted, silencing the five. "There's something I have to say."
The Rangers exchanged worried glances.
"What is it, Orion?" Troy asked hestiantly.
Orion let out a heavy sigh before stepping forward to Troy.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his morpher. He looked at his teammates, saddened about what he was going to do.
"Guys, this is the hardest thing I've had to say to anyone." Orion told them. "It was all my fault."
The Rangers looked at each other in confusion.
"All of this was my fault." Orion went on. "I let my personal goals blind me from what we're supposed to be fighting for. I was so selfish and what I did almost cost you your lives and the Ranger keys."
"Orion, what are you trying to say?" Noah inquired.
Orion held up the Silver morpher to his face.
"I don't deserve to be the Silver Ranger anymore." Orion confessed. He grabbed Troy's hand and handed him the Morpher. "A Ranger should be someone who won't jeopardize someone else's planet. It's best if you find someone else who's more suited to wield the Silver powers."
Orion turned around and walked several yards away from his shocked teammates.
Troy looked at the other four, who all had saddened looks on their faces. Troy scowled a bit before running after Orion. He sprinted past Orion and got in front of him.
"Orion, wait!" Troy grunted.
"Troy, my mind's made up." Orion affirmed. "Now, please...
"Orion, you and I both messed up." Troy admitted. "I shouldn't have been so insensitive to your feelings. I was supposed to be the leader, but I almost the team all apart when I took away your morpher."
Orion shook his team. "You five were a team before you met me."
"Listen to me, Orion." Troy said firmly. "Stay with us, and we will stop Zilas and the Armada the right way."
"After all the trouble I've caused?" Orion asked as the other four rangers stepped forward.
"Orion, we need you." Troy affirmed.
Orion looked down, unsure of what he should do.
"You belong on this team and we can't win save this planet without you." Troy whispered.
Emma placed her hand on Orion's shoulder, causing the Silver Ranger to turn to face her and Noah. She beamed at him as his eyes locked with her.
"Will you stay, Orion?" Troy asked as he held out the morpher.
Orion looked at Troy once more, and smiled.
"Alright, I'll stay." Orion nodded as he took the morpher.
"Yes!" Emma squealed as she hugged Orion. The others cheered as they gathered around for a group hug.
Unbenownst to them, two figures were standing atop of the Command Center, watching them.
"Huh, would you look at that?" Trey said as he crossed his arms.
Standing beside Trey was Ryan, looking down at the Mega Rangers with pride.
"You three made a great choice, Trey." Ryan admitted as he turned to face the alien King.
"I may have chose him, Ryan, but it was you who brought out his true potential." Trey reminded him.
Trey grinned before turning his attention to the teens on the beach.
"You know, we're supposed to be the ones teaching them." Ryan said grinning. "But, after spending time with Orion, I'm beginning to think those six are the ones who are teaching us."
"I have the same feeling." Trey nodded. "And that's why they are destined to lead us a truly Legendary Battle."
Ryan and Trey continued to watch the six teens walk home.
"Orion, Noah, Jake, Gia, Emma, Troy... We're all counting on you." Ryan said in his mind.
Ryan then turned around and walked away, with Trey following him shortly.
Harwood County, Night Time
Jordan ran through the woods, tripping over a log. It was as though someone was chasing him.
"Stop trying to escape me!" Zilas' voice cackled.
Jordan looked back for a second. Frightened at what he saw, he got back on his feet and kept running.
"No, leave me alone!" Jordan screamed in fear.
Jordan came upon the empty beach near the Command center.
"No….no…. You can't keep forcing me to do this!" Jordan pleaded as he grasped his head. "I won't let you hurt them!"
Jordan fell to his knees as the pain in his head began to increase.
"Stop fighting back, Jordan!" Jordan growled as his voice changed into Zilas'. "You can't get rid of me. I'm a part of you. Created from your own anger and sadness. You are the vessel that allows me to exist. Now, stop resisting me!"
"Please, stop, leave me alone!" Jordan begged, tears streaming down his face. "I don't want to do this anymore!"
"I'm afraid you don't have much of a choice, human." Zilas-Jordan bellowed.
Jordan's body tensed up as though he was struck by an attack. He then let out a blood curdling scream as his body transformed back into Zilas once more.
"There will be no mistakes next time." Zilas panted as he got back on his feet. "I will not rest until those Rangers are groveling before me for mercy!"
Twig snapped!
Zilas turned around instinctively. He was sure he heard something in the bushes several yards away.
"Who goes there?" Zilas called out, placing his right hand on the hilt of his sword. "Show yourself."
Silence.
"Must have been the wind." Zilas assumed. "I'd better report to the Armada about what's happeneing."
Zilas teleported back to the Armada Ship.
That's when a figure stepped out of the shadows of the tree
"So close." The figure half-whispered. "Jordan almost regained control."
The figure held his hand to his chin, contemplating on what he should do.
"Well, I was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but it looks like I'm going to have to step in this time." The figure concluded.
With that said, the figure walked back into the shadows. As he did, the distant howl of a wolf echoed through the night.
End Notes: That's right, we're not done with the Legendary Rangers yet, so speculate a bit.
The epilogue, like this tribute, will include a lot of Legendary Ranger modes, and the final battle with Zilas.
Until Next time.