In this age where the universe feels so small, where humans can travel between planets within hours and galaxies within days, one intelligent old man watched a new report in his rather alien looking home. The monitor flashed as a news report from his home world popped onto the screen. A young woman appeared on the screen with a giant spaceship in the background.
"This is Claire Campbell reporting for Channel 76, broadcasting to the furthest reaches of Earth" she began in an upbeat tone. "I'm here at the sight of the mysterious space ship, it's been 15 minutes since its landing but so far we've seen no activity from inside." She continued pausing only momentarily. "So far the SPD have had no success in communicating with whomever or whatever is occupying this spaceship." She paused for a second, readying to hand off to the reporters in the station as the doors opened and a giant golden ape emerged. The old man leant forward from his chair, it couldn't possibly be who he thought it was.
As the broadcast continued it became clear it was the same beast that he had done battle with in his youth. In the early days he was formidable foe but as time went on and the old man and his friends gained experience and learnt what it really meant to fight someone he became less and less threaten but his performance against these new power rangers was reminiscent of the old days. However the more he thought about it the more he realised that he couldn't possibly exists, he should have been destroyed with the rest of the united alliance of evil all those years ago. Something more was happening on Earth. He stood up from his chair, his bones aching despite the advanced medical technology that had been used to stop him from aging at the same rate as a normal human. He couldn't do anything from here, galaxies away.
The Machine Empire had once been a formidable force in the universe but they had fallen from grace alongside the united alliance of evil, only remnants remained on the outskirts of the known universe. At their head for many centuries were King Mondo and his family. It was the mysterious shadows goal to revive him when it arrived on the planet King Mondo was destroyed on for the final time. The shadows was undetected as it moved through the complex which now stood over the resting place of King Mondo and his empire. Unlike the others the shadow had resurrected there was no relic to draw from but regardless the shadow would succeed in his mission. Shadows from the room began to flow toward the centre, all except the mysterious shadowy figure. They began to restrict, reform the long dead machine king. The lack of a relic affected this resurrection greatly for the King incorporated features from those that stood beside him in his crusade.
"Wah Ha!" he shouted as he became conscious once more. It was a second before he noticed what was before him but once he did notice he became humbled. He stepped back for a second, knowing exactly why he was here now. Suddenly lights filled the room, guards ran in having heard the King's exclamation. They shouted and screamed as they moved around the room but there was no-one there, not a sign of Mondo or the dark shadow.
In their sleep they fell. There was no fight, no great battle simply death in their sleep. The Zeo rangers had once defended earth from the Machine Empire but with that job long since done they had retired albeit at different times. Zedd having fought these heroes in their previous incarnation took great delight in striking them down in the same manner he had destroyed the SPD rangers. Slowly he went through the rangers blasting them with his dark red lightning, setting fire to the houses that they slept in. He was growing to crave the feeling of destroying a power ranger. He managed to kill 4 of the Zeo Rangers before he was stopped, unable to find the fifth member of the team. It drove him mad that he couldn't find Tommy Oliver but he would get him, he would not let a single ranger escape his wrath now. That particular ranger was of more interest to him than any other.