Sorry for the long time with no update! Like I said before, spring sports season has started and I have practice pretty much every weekday until night. It'll be weekends when I can finally update my story. :(

Anyways, on with the story!

==Folkvangr, Asgard==

The Rangers followed Freyja through Folkvangr until they reached a crevice in the meadow. They looked down the massive hole to find a giant ball of shadows covering the ground. Confused, they turned back to Freyja.

"What's going on down there?" Raylan asked.

"Prove to me that you're really on my side." Freyja started. "That bumbling idiot Father brought this monster from Valhalla to eat up my land. He wants to use it to transport chunks of Folkvangr to Valhalla to form his own little perfect world."

"So you want us to destroy that thing?"

"That would be my request." Freyja nodded. "Be careful, though. There is an actual monster dwelling somewhere inside that mass of darkness. If you can take it down, the rest should come automatically."

"We'll do it." Raylan gave her a thumbs up. "Ready?" he asked his team.

"It's morphin' time!"

The Rangers morphed into their suits and jumped down the pit into the mass of shadows. Not knowing what to expect, they braced for any sort of impact. They were surprised to float right through it into a dark realm. Not to far in the distance, they could see a hulking black snake coiling around some rocks.

"What's that?" Emma asked before taking cover behind a boulder.

"I have no idea, but Freyja wants us to take it out." Raylan told his girlfriend. "Cowering isn't going to help us. We have to go in for the kill."

"Fine." Emma groaned and followed the others over to the serpent.

"Who are you?" Raylan asked.

"You dare ask who I am?" the serpent hissed. "How could you not know who I am?"

"Well, we obviously don't." Raylan replied. "Now, do you want us to know who you are or not?"

"I am the divine serpent Jörmungandr, guardian of Midgard, son of Loki, and one of the main Ouroboros." Jörmungandr hissed.

"I know who you are!" Tyler exclaimed. "You're that thing that gets cut up by Thor in the old stories, right?"

"What are you doing all the way in Folkvangr?" Johnny asked. "I don't know what a Midgard is, but it doesn't seem anywhere nearby."

"The hell do I know what I'm doing here?" Jörmungandr asked. "I was just sent here by something and I'm getting really hungry. This place's landscape seems delicious."

"Sorry to rain on your parade, but we're here to destroy you." Mike said, pulling out his blaster.

"Oh, that's funny." Jörmungandr chuckled. "I would like to see you try."

Jörmungandr started to slither his way around the Rangers until he had them completely within his span. He lifted his head and looked at all of them. Now that he had them within his boundaries, they were easier to prey on.

"I call this my private battlefield." Jörmungandr said. "This is where you die."

"Your biggest mistake was pulling us closer to you." Raylan said and shot a blast at the serpent's eye.

"Ow!" Jörmungandr staggered back and closed his eye that was in pain. "That one hurt!"

"I got the second one!" Mike shouted and fired his blaster at Jörmungandr's other eye. Unfortunately, his shot was off to the right.

"Nice shot." Jörmungandr complimented Mike's marksmanship. "However, being close doesn't cut it when you're on the front lines."

"How's this?" Tyler asked and shot Jörmungandr's other eye perfectly. "I was always the best shooter on the team."

"Don't get too over your head, buddy." Johnny placed his hand on Tyler's shoulder as they watched the serpent writhe in pain.

"What kind of torture is this?" Jörmungandr asked.

"You seem like you're not too used to losing." Raylan commented.

"I am not losing!" Jörmungandr roared into the sky. "How dare you even say that I am!?"

"Sorry, just pointing out the obvious." Raylan shrugged.

"Why do you want me dead so bad?" Jörmungandr asked. "I seriously don't know what the problem is here."

"Well, the fact that this is Folkvangr and you're eating it up..." Ryleigh groaned and threw her arms up.

"Wait a minute...did you say that this was Folkvangr?" Jörmungandr's eyes widened.

"I kinda said that way back if you were paying attention..." Johnny groaned. "You have a terrible attention span."

"Listen, I really don't know what I'm doing here. Yeah, sure, I'm supposed to be a demon and such, but Folkvangr isn't really my ideal choice of destruction." Jörmungandr explained. "If you let me go, I'll reward you with a little treat."

"That is if you promise to leave here for good." Raylan said.

"Promise." Jörmungandr nodded. "I will gift your team with three lightning arm cannons. I like to call them the Ouroboros Cannons."

"We'll take them in exchange for your life and your departure." Raylan nodded.

"Then here you go." Jörmungandr said and presented Johnny, Mike, and Ryleigh each with an arm cannon. "I will be taking my leave now."

Jörmungandr nodded farewell to the Rangers and teleported off away from the shadows. A little while after he disappeared, the shadows around the Rangers started to fade away and they found themselves in the crevice again.

"So that's what it feels like to trip on acid..." Mike mumbled. "Remind me not to ever do drugs in my life."

A beam of light was shot at the Rangers as they unmorphed and floated up back to the Folkvangr mainland. There, they were greeted by a smiling...but still naked...Freyja.

"You eight have earned my trust." Freyja told them. "Ask me anything you want."

"First question." Raylan started. "What the hell just happened down there?"