Chapter Four
/com-transmission/rocky-all rangers/"Kill every last fucking one of them!"/com-transmission/rocky-all rangers/
The Machines are hit by surprise.
They rush to scramble their Quadrafighters.
The Power Rangers burn thrusters at maximum.
/com-transmission/trini-all rangers/"Form up on me Alpha Squad."/com-transmission/trini-all rangers/
/com-transmission/corcus-trini.tommy/"We are taking the royal flagship."/com-transmission/corcus-trini.tommy/
/com-transmission/tommy-corcus/"Not alone."/com-transmission/tommy-corcus/
/com-transmission/tommy-rocky.tanya/"Thr royal cruiser with the Aquitians."/com-transmission/tommy-rocky.tanya/
/com-transmission/rocky.tanya-tommy/"Yes Sir."/com-transmission/rocky.tanya-tommy/
/com-transmission/trini-all rangers/"Here they come. Launch missiles!/com-transmission/trini-all rangers/
The tens of thousands of machines advance.
/com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/"Break!" /com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/
The Zords split into individual formations of three.
Billions of hostile missiles exit their mechs and propel through space at speeds almost as violent as the pilots themselves.
And the contact is made.
The first line of Quadrafighters are hit with a wave of destruction.
Metal explodes everywhere.
Shrapnel penetrates through robotic demons.
The Zords bring forth their rifles and cannons.
All sorts of hell erupts.
Machines attempt to evade as the enraged humans slaughter them.
/com-transmission/prince gasket-all rangers/"Power Rangers? Is that what I am looking at? I see an army of weaklings struggling to defeat Quadrafighters. Ha. As amusing as it may be, don't even question the might of this empire. Your efforts are meaningless. You will all die. Ha. Power Rangers? Ha."/com-transmission/prince gasket-all rangers/
/com-transmission/rocky-all rangers/"He's afraid! We are victorious!"/com-transmission/rocky-all rangers/
/com-transmission/trini-all rangers/"Close that frequency and continue!"/com-transmission/trini-all rangers/"
The rangers engage their enemies ever so fiercely.
The three Aquitians along with Rocky and Tanya battle through countless waves of Quadrafighters.
/com-transmission/corcus-aquitian rangers/"Never surrender! We fight for Aquitar and all of her fallen people!"/com-transmission/corcus-aquitian rangers/
Tommy slams explosive slugs into oncoming fighters.
His Zord is untouched.
/com-transmission/tommy-trini/"This is to easy. It's a trap. We must fall back."/com-transmission/tommy-trini/
/com-transmission/trini-tommy/"Your right, but we cannot leave."/com-transmission/trini-tommy/
She reverts her thrusters and the back of her Zord collides with a battle cruiser.
She then fires her cannon at another warship.
The blast shatters the hull as the force thrusts her and the cruiser behind her at a third machine ship.
/com-transmission/trini-tommy/"Whatever they have, we will match it!"/com-transmission/trini-tommy/
At that moment 30 more warships teleport into the battle.
/com-transmission/prince gasket-all rangers/"Would you like to see how a real army conducts itself?"/com-transmission/prince gasket-all rangers/
/com-transmission/tommy-rocky.tanya/"Get to that royal ship at shut him up!"//com-transmission/tommy-rocky.tanya
/com-transmission/trini-all rangers/"Retreat!"/com-transmission/trini-all rangers/
The Machine Empire's armada now surrounding the rangers opens fire.
Out of the massive warships comes devastating energy blasts.
The machines sacrifice their own Quadrafighters in the bombardment.
Zords are completely annihilated.
Lives are burned into nothingness.
They barely have time to scream.
In seconds 68 Power Rangers are wiped off the plain of existence.
In seconds.
Tommy lets out a howl of emotion over the com channel as tears burst from his eyes.
The survivors freeze in awe.
/com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/"Retreat!"/com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/
Rocky and Tanya along with the three Aquitian rangers punch it to the royal flagship.
They ignore their butchered comrades and continue on their mission.
Warriors to the very bone.
Tanya runs out of ammo and immediately unsheathes her sword.
An Aquitian Zord cuts through the hull.
Rocky fires the last of his bullets at two of the five Quadrafighters following them.
Before he can switch weapons Tanya maliciously hacks them apart.
They crash their Zords into the hanger bay of the ship.
The Aquitians are already aboard.
The two eject into an army of space adapted Cogs.
Their Zeo-Tech powers quickly silence the troopers.
They sheath their blades.
Rocky:"This way."
Tanya cocks her shotgun and follows him.
The rangers reach an airlock.
As it closes they are forced down to the floor as the artificial gravity kicks in.
Rocky:"Run!"
They sprint through corridors filled with piles of dismembered machines.
The Aquitians are fighting their way to the bridge.
Tanya:"Radar!"
Rocky shifts his eye to the indicator on his H.U.D.
The walls surrounding them blast apart.
Smoke.
Fire.
Violent metal debris.
And the approaching Cogs.
Before Rocky can summon his rifle, a concussion-causing force impacts his skull.
Tanya reacts.
Her finger tears back the trigger.
The machines lose all hope of existence.
She plows bullets into the smoke.
Relentless.
She pumps the killing machine in her hands.
Reloads.
And continues her rampage.
//log.on/blue/rocky/05/ Before I see I hear. The faint noise. It's the sound of absolute extermination. A sound I know all too well. It fades in. From a distant pounding to a deafening thunder. I hear it all. Then the blackness becomes vivid picture once again. I'm viewing a blur of destruction. And before my sight is crisp, my rifle sends a bullet through some thing's chest. I'm on my feet. The smoke hasen't cleared. I tell her to follow me. She's a good soldier. I continue to pull back my trigger as I kick off the metal surface of this alien bulkhead. My shoulder rips open another Cog as I ricochet towards another. The gravity is gone. And I have no time. My mind works quick, and a nerve impulse ignites the jet engine within my suit. She does the same. I point this cannon of mine above, to prevent myself from crashing into metal floors as I ascend. The debris removes the threat that once pursued me. Radar never ceases in it's effectiveness. The Aquitians are close. I reload. Gonna need all the ammunition I can get. //log.on/blue/rocky/05/
Tanya:"Incomming!"
Rocky:"Just keep going! Forget em!"
Tanya:"I'll leave a gift."
She hurls a grenade back at the persistent Cogs.
Rocky:"You know the plan."
Tanya diverts from her ascend.
//log.on/blue/rocky/05/ Good girl. Go get that son of a bitch. //log.on/blue/rocky/05/
The not so distant scream reminds Rocky of what he is doing.
He fires his gun one last time and the flooring above him becomes an entryway to the bridge.
Rocky emerges from the depths of the ship.
Metal sparks off his resilient armor.
His eyes tell him of a slaughtered crew.
And of the figures before him.
Rocky doesn't need to unsheathe his sword.
Prince Gasket's legs have been removed.
//log.on/blue/rocky/05/ Prince Gasket's legs have been removed. And as his mangled metallic body kneels upright, he does not pray, nor does he plee. Gasket knows what is to become of him. I don't make my presence known to them. But the Aquitians know I'm here. With a blade that should be drenched in blood, the black ranger gets all the retrobution he wanted. Metal cuts metal; Gasket's head hits the floor. There's no blood. Only the death of a demon. I had to see it. //log.off/blue/rocky/05/
Corcus:"Let's go."
Location: Escape Pod Deployment Dock.
//log.on/yellow/tanya/04/ The gravity is active on this level. My legs carry me towards my goal. I switch to my rifle. I can take them out from a distance. My eye aligns with the scope, I lock the shots and fire. The guards go down. The room is empty now, except for me and Prince Sprocket. I put a bullet in his heel. //log.off/yellow/tanya/04/
/com-transmission/tanya-rocky/"Got him."/com-transmission/tanya-rocky/
Location: Five Klicks from the Machine Armada.
A few minutes earlier.
Tears fall down Tommy's face.
//log.on/red/tommy/01/ This war is young, yet already too old. I haven't budged since the slaughter of more than half of my troops. My eyes stare at a pixelated monitor; flashing an image of a traumatic loss. I can't tell if it's sunken in yet. Doesn't matter. Not now. There is always time to mourn. But never enough time to heal. Radar tells me to keep sharp. I want to ignore it. But I cannot. //log.off/red/tommy/01/
/com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/"Delta form up on me. We're going back. If a ranger breaths, he or she shall be coming home with us today. Gather your strength. We fight for our wounded. What's done is done. But we have not given up. Not yet. Not ever. /com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/
Tommy thrusts his Zord foward.
Out of the engine roars a perpetual fire.
That same fire burns within Tommy.
He returns to hell once again.
His army follows.
This war is young, yet already too old.
Location: The Battlefield.
//log.on/yellow/trini/02/ I'm drifting. Blurred vision. Muffled hearing. Off Com. I'm drifting. Engulfed in darkness. The slight flicker of distant stars leave me with no sense of hope. It has betrayed me before. And I am yet to forgive it. But without the trust of hope, what do I have? Nothing. Nothing at all. //log.off/yellow/trini/02/
//log.on/green/adam/03/ My controls are frantic. E.M.P.(electromagnetic pulse) My monitor flashes on and off. Com. works, but who is left? If I am alone? Doesn't matter. I hear all sorts of battle, but see nothing. Enough. I arm my handgun. It blasts open an exit for me. I dive out into the vastness of space. I learn that I am about a klick from the battlefield. The machine cruisers bask in their victory. I contemplate retaliation. Then remind myself of the casualties. Before I can radio in, a distant cluster appears ahead. A formation. Backup. This battle has not ended. And I am not dead. We fight//log.off/green/adam/03/
/com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/"To all survivors; radio in your location and we will evacuate you."/com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/
/com-transmission/adam-tommy/"(234,456) (236,768), Sir."/com-transmission/adam-tommy/
The rangers play "angel" to their fallen brothers.
One by one the number of casualties decreases.
The Machines continue their assault, but the rangers are tactical.
And dispose of the Quadrafighters.
Once again the fires of war crash between two armies.
Location: Escape Pod Deployment Dock,The Machine Empire's Royal Flagship.
Rocky runs into the large chamber.
Tanya:"The Aquitians?"
Rocky:"They got what they came for."
Tanya:"Gasket?"
Rocky:"Yea."
He approaches her.
Rocky:"So this pod operational?"
Tanya:"Yea, but haven't we taken the ship?"
Rocky:"Get in. They'll attack it."
Tanya:"They wouldn't attack the royal-"
Rocky:"They would. Get in."
They enter the pod and it seals behind them.
The white lights click on revealing Sprocket.
Rocky:"Hello. Nice to meet you, your majesty. Ha."
Tanya had already removed it's limbs and disabled it's consciousness.
Rocky:"Let's go."
Tanya:"Where?"
Rocky:"Off this ship. Hide us in the remains of our comrades."
They eject from the ship's underbelly.
As they escape, the flagship is violently bombarded by the machine armada.
Fire propels them into the recently established graveyard.
Tommy's Zord cuts through his enemy.
The rangers fight.
And as their blades slash through, the royal flagship explodes in the distance.
/com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/"Ignore the Quadrafighters! Save as many as you can! And let's get out of here!/com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/
The remaining warships charge their cannons.
/com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/"Retreat!"/com-transmission/tommy-all rangers/
The rangers teleport as the second blast obliterates the entirety of the battlefield.
The Armada claims victory.
And hundreds of machine battle cruisers teleport in.