Episode 2
The Beginning Part 2: A New Team
September 1
In a castle hidden in the Scottish Highlands, creatures of various types wondered how their master would finally exact his revenge upon the boy who crushed their master. This castle was called Demon Castle.
"Avis, come before me."
The powerful avian strode towards his master before bowing upon one knee. "Yes, master. What is it you need?"
"A demon. Something with greater power than the Demonics. Enough to crush Potter and those who stand by his side."
"Prehaps Exer the Black Mage, sire," suggested Avis. "He would easily use his magic to destroy his enemies."
"No, no," the villain said, with a shake of his head. "Far too flamboyant. I need someone with power and brute strength, like Korad."
"Hey, maybe you can call my cousin Vickis," said Korad. "The dame's name ain't exactly evil, but she's got power, like me. She can get the job done, sire. Just you wait and see."
A dark smirk appeared on the master's face. "Do it."
A gaggle of redheads ran as they fought through a crowd, in order to make it to the soon-departing train, The Hogwarts Express. This train would allow the children of the family to venture to their school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Amongst them was a boy and girl who weren't related to them. The boy had black hair and lightning green eyes, while the girl had chestnut hair and brown eyes.
After finally boarding the train, the redheaded twins, Fred and George Weasley, went off to find their friend, Lee. The sister, Ginny, went off to find her own friends, while the remaining trio, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, found a compartment to themselves.
The three were silent as they contemplated the words of Ron's eldest brothers, Bill and Charlie. Both had mentioned that something big was going to happen at Hogwarts this year, but refused to tell them the details. But while that was the only thing on Ron's mind, (as well as the Opening Feast), Harry and Hermione were thinking of something else.
The strange creatures from twelve days ago. According to their new friend Luna, they would soon discover the truth about them.
The door to their compartment slid open to reveal Susan and Hannah, both already wearing their school robes. "Hi, can we sit here?" asked Susan.
Harry grinned as Hermione smiled and Ron looked confused. "Sure, come on in."
"Thanks."
Just as the duo sat down, the door opened once more to reveal Padma, Neville, and Luna. "Hello, all. May we sit here?"
Harry nodded. "Er, we're gonna be kinda cramped," Ron pointed out.
"It's alright," said Padma. With a flourish of her wand, the compartment was suddenly enlarged, to easily fit the group. Before Ron could say anything else, Padma said, "Ron, I think Pav and Lavender were looking for you. Something about dates to Hogsmede." Ron's eyes opened wide at this. Before anyone else could say anything, Ron disappeared like a shot.
As the other girls smirked, Hermione eyed Padma with suspicion. "Did they really say that?" she asked.
"Yup. They wanted to 'groom him' or something like that."
The compartment doors opened again, this time to reveal Malfoy with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Well, well, what have we here," he drawled. "If it isn't scarhead and his mudblood. And look! The even have some female company. Not exactly pretty, but even you ladies can to better than Potter. 'Course, it's even worse with crybaby Longbottom."
"Better Potter, who seems to appreciate female company, than you Malfoy, who only seems to hang with those to neanderthals."
The trio turned to see Daphne and Tracey, standing there with smirks on their faces.
"And if you're so concerned about Potter and Granger having some highly attractive company," said Tracey, "I'm sure they won't mind two gorgeous serpents like us sitting with them." Instead of being offended, the girls of the compartment grinned.
Malfoy's eyes narrowed. "You'd sit with this scum?"
"Certainly," said Daphne. "That is, if they want us."
"Absolutely!" came the resounding reply.
Malfoy scowled. "You two better watch it. If you do this, you'll be considered blood traitors."
"Only by you, ferret," Daphne said dismissively. "Now go away. You're annoying."
"How dare you, Greengrass! When my father hears of this, he'll..."
But no one found out what that was as Harry had hit him with a stunner, followed by two more that hit the other two. After sealing the three in another compartment, the group of friends began to relax as they got to know one another.
Their relaxation didn't last long, however, as a very familiar house elf suddenly appeared in the compartment.
"Dobby?" asked Harry. "What are you doing here?"
"Master Harry Potter, sir! You and your friends must come with me, please. You are alls needed, sir!"
Before anyone coud question the elf further, Dobby snapped his fingers, and suddenly, they were gone.
Moments later, the group found themselves in a very big chamber. A chamber Harry was all too familiar with.
"Where on Earth are we?" asked Hermione.
"The Chamber of Secrets," said Harry, grimly.
As the others looked at him in shock, a voice suddenly called out, "He is correct."
The group looked around in confusion, until a single light shone on a wall where four portraits hung. Harry led the others to the paintings, and the group gasped as they recognized the four.
"Godric Gryffindor? Helga Hufflepuff? Salazar Slytherin? Rowena Ravenclaw?" asked Hermione.
"That's right, child. You do indeed stand before the four founders of Hogwarts."
"Well, their portraits anyway," said Salazar dryly.
"What do you want with us?" asked Neville nervously.
"To ask for your help, child," said Rowena. "A darkness has returned to this land that hasn't been seen for hundreds of years."
"Long ago," Godric began, "our world was under threat from a powerful Dark Lord who sought to conquer the entire planet. Although we four were the greatest sorcerers of our time, we only had the power to resist this villain, not defeat him."
"The worst part about him was that the amount of Dark Magic he immersed himself in had allowed him to become something demonic," said Salazar. "He was even able to summon demons at creatures you encountered at the alley are called Demonics."
"We didn't have the magical knowledge to defeat this being," explained Rowena. "And so, we sought out a magical being who was only rumored to be a myth. His name, was Zordon."
"We found him in a desert across the sea," said Helga. "We believe the desert is now called 'California'. There, we told Zordon about our plight and asked for his help."
"Zordon connected us to a strange form of magic called the Morphing Grid by giving us weapons," continued Godric. "We could not fully connect with the Grid ourselves due to our immense repitore of magical knowledge, but we were able to use just enough to defeat the demon."
"What's this demon's name?" asked Harry.
"His name is Quirinus, though we do not know his last name. The actual founders didn't give us that knowledge," said Salazar.
"Quirinus has risen again," said Godric. "With him is his army of demons. They seek to conquer the world. We want at least some of you to defend it."
"But how?" asked Hermione. "Even if we had the same powers that this Zordon gave you, we wouldn't be able to traverse the world to battle these demons. We have classes!"
"Fear not, young lady," said Rowena. "Quirinus will focus his energies here for a specific purpose. He will want to obtain the very powers that defeated him centuries ago. The same powers that we seek to bestow upon you."
"Each of us has two separate weapons, either individual or sets," explained Helga. "These weapons will allow you to access the grid. However, our real selves only hid one weapon each here. The others are elsewhere, but we know not their locations. Because of that only four of you will be able to fight, for now."
"Hopefully, you will somehow find the other weapons, and the others who are not yet able to join will be able to do so later."
"Hold on," said Hermione. "That's only accounts for eight of us. There's nine of us here."
"Yes, I'm afraid one of you will not join at all," said Salazar. "Since there is three Gryffindors here, it is likely it will be one of you."
"When you use these weapons, do not inform anyone that it is you that are using them," Godric continued. "These weapons will allow you to become an elite team of warriors known as:
The Power Rangers: Magical Knights."
While the majority of the group looked confused, Harry and Hermione's jaws dropped. "Power Rangers?" asked Harry. "You mean like those American groups that are always fighting monsters and aliens?"
As the founders nodded, a grin settled over both Harry and Hermione.
"What do we do?" asked Harry. The paintings swung open. Inside each was a box, each one a different color. Godric's was red, Rowena's was blue, Helga's was yellow, and Salazar's was green.
"Harry,Hermione, Neville, all three of you step forward to my portrait. The one who is meant to take the box will be able to lift it."
They did so, and after both Neville and Hermione failed to do so, Harry was able to pick it up. The process was repeated for the other houses, with Padma, Susan, and Daphne as the other three chosen. The portraits swung close, and the founders instructed the four to open the boxes.
"Harry, inside you will find a familiar weapon. After your battle with the Basilisk, the Sword of Gryffindor was transported from the Headmaster's office to this box, while a copy took its place. You will be the leader of the Knights and shall be the Red Ranger. You will be known as Red Griffin Ranger."
"Padma, inside your box, you shall find the Lance of Ravenclaw. You will be the Blue Ranger, and shall be called the Blue Raven Ranger."
"Susan, you will find the Sais of Hufflepuff within your box. You will be the Yellow Ranger, and shall be known as the Yellow Badger Ranger."
Daphne, from within your container, you shall find the Staff of Slytherin, which shall make you the Green Ranger. Henceforth, you will be known as the Green Basilisk Ranger."
"To utilize your new powers, point your wands at you new weapons and chant, 'Magical Orbs!'" said Rowena.
The foursome did so, and suddenly found watches on their wrists. "These are no ordinary timepieces," said Rowena. "These are your morphers, which will allow you to morph. The Orbs were actual orbs we created to become the morphers, although we weren't sure how they would look. To utilize these, you need only chant 'Orbs of Light: Magical Knights!"
"Good luck, my friends," said Godric. "You will need it."
A few hours later, the students of Hogwarts found themselves at the Great Hall. As the sorting ended and the Headmaster's quick hello finished, the students began eating with fervor.
Meanwhile, in the Demon Castle, a bulky looking demon suddenly appeared from Avis' book.
"Hey, how ya doin?" it - she - screeched. "What can I do for ya?"
"Vickis! How are ya, cuz?" roared Korda.
"Korda, you ugly ol' hound dog? What in the name of hell are you doin' here?"
"We require your services," said Korda's master. "I need you to destroy a boy named Harry Potter, along with any who stand with him."
"Sure thing, I can do that. You comin' with me, Kor?"
"Sure! Sounds like fun!"
Just as Albus Dumbledore was ready to inform the students of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, the doors to the hall burst open, and a mangled and scarred old man rushed in.
"Albus, hurry! Come quick!"
"What is it, Alastor?" Dumbledore asked.
"There are several strange creatures outside. They're demanding our immediate surrender, or we'll be killed!"
As pandemonium swept through the hall, no one noticed four students quietly disappearing. Albus immediately ordered the prefects and heads to remain with the other students, while he and the other teachers quickly rushed outside.
Meanwhile, Harry and the others found themselves in a small antechamber just off of the hall. Turning th the others, he asked, "Ready?"
The others nodded. Holding up their wrists, the called out: "Orbs of Light: Magical Knights!"
To Be Continued...
A/N: Whew! Another one, wow! I hope you folks are having fun, 'cause I sure am.
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Coming up: the Rangers first big battle.
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