Chapter 1: The Legendary Dragons

A Valley Somewhere outside of New Harmony USA- Late Night

"Are you sure this is the spot Scorn?" One of my followers asked me for the hundredth time in a row. I turned to him with an angry glare, causing the lizard to stagger back in fear. "Ask me again Rikor and I'll turn you into a fern!" I threatened him. Needless to say Rikor kept his mouth shut.

We had risked a lot to get to the Human Realms where our master resided. It was clever of the Ancestors to hide him here, where his allies supposedly would never be able to reach him. Unfortunately for them, mages like myself knew of the Human Realms, and having an enchanted crystal that allowed you to track his unique power didn't hurt either.

Soon the crystal began to glow bright and shook in my hands, this was the place. Me, Rikor, and the other followers I brought along all gathered in a circle around the spot. "So what? We just start digging? We didn't even bring a shovel!" Rikor blurted out. It took all of my inner strength not to punch him.

Another of the followers agreed and elbowed him in the ribs. "No you idiot! We're going to use the ritual to summon him!" She explained. And with that, he was silent, and the ritual could begin.

Each follower put a candle around the burial spot, and lit it. I removed the ancient tome from my robe and began to recite the incantation. As the ancient words escaped my lips the earth below began to shake, it wasn't long before the crystal that held out master was revealed to us. Malefor still held his angered expression from when the ancestors trapped him.

Soon the crystal began to crack, and soon exploded from his body, I had to shield myself from the flying crystals, didn't want any of them getting in my eyes. "I… am… risen!" Malefor said, He looked weakened, as he could barely stand on his own four feet. "How… long?" He weakly asked me as two of my followers helped him stand on his feet.

"Fifty Years." I said, Malefor was shocked at the amount of time that had passed, but he quickly lost that shock, exchanging it for confusion of the place he now found himself in.

Malefor then looked around. "Wh… where am I?" He asked. Everyone just looked at each other, waiting for someone to break the news to him that he was trapped in the Human Realms.

"Y… you're in the Human Realms master." One finally sounded. His voice quivering slightly, knowing full well his words would anger the Dark Master.

A small growl sounded from the dragon as smoke began to funnel out his nostrils. "I see… so they trapped me here to keep me from finishing my work there." He said. "Fine, I'll… destroy this realm too!… but not yet… I have no power left." He said, his legs slightly buckling as if to emphasize this.

"We will make the preparations master, you will have your revenge." I said before silently motioning for my followers to begin said preparations. They both obediently did so, Malefor would need time to recover his lost power, and I knew full well the ancestors would not be idle.

Malefor seemed to have the same thoughts, "We must make haste, no doubt my enemies have a plan in place in case I managed to break free." He said. And with a nod, we all left as quickly as we could, the less attention we attracted, the better.

The Next Day…

New Harmony High School…

"Get back here Foutler!"

You know, why do I even bother coming to school? This is a question I often find myself asking as Jake Roth and his jock friends chase me around, looking to make me into paste. You may think that this was the result of something that I've done, but no, I just happened to be the guy nearest to him when his girlfriend Becka Torrance dumped him via text, and well… he needed someone to take his anger out on.

But I wasn't going to sit there and be his beating dummy, no sir, so I just kept running, "Come on Roth! Can't you find more healthier ways to deal with your anger issues?" I asked as I found myself blocked off by a chain link fence… dammit! Gonna have to climb.

Roth moved in closer, "Sure… but beating your sorry ass is far more fun," He said, ripping me right off the fence like a pro wrestler in a cage match. He and his friends then surrounded me, "Luke, David, I think puny Foutler here needs to be taught the pecking order again," He said, cracking his knuckles, Luke and David were Jake's usual goons, two dumb as a brick twin linebackers, I think between the three of them, they had the IQ of a melted pudding pop.

But I wasn't going to take this lying down! I am so done with Jake and his cronies, "Fine! You want to get rough? I'll kick all three of your asses!" I challenged them, I had some martial arts training, and by that I mean I took Karate when I was ten, but I remembered enough to hopefully kick these three neanderthals asses.

I began to throw kicks and punches and Jake and his loser friends, but the numbers game quickly caught up with me, as the twins tossed me into the chain link fence, causing me to bounce right off and right into Jake's waiting fist.

Roth then grabbed me by the shirt, picked me off the ground, and slammed me against the fence, "You always think you can fight us off Foutler, you're either extremely ballsy, or legendarily stupid, I personally think it's the latter," He said, Roth you have no room to call anyone stupid when you think the best solution to someone breaking up with you for being a violent jerk is to… be a violent jerk.

I uselessly tried to worm myself free from Jake's grasp, "Dude come on! It's not my fault Becka thinks you're a psycho! And you're not exactly proving her wrong by beating me up!" I said, I knew trying to reason with the hulking mass of muscles and poor life choices that was Jake Roth was a hopeless cause. But hey, what's the harm in trying right?

A punch to the gut apparently, as Roth's fist knocked the wind right out of me, he may be dumber than a bag of hammers, but man could he hit hard. "That's real funny skateboard boy! Let's see if you're still that funny when I send you to the hospital!" He growled.

Suddenly someone grabbed Roth by the shoulder, "Come on Roth, if coach finds out your beating people up again he's gonna cut you," Said another jock, I kinda recognized him, Dean Mack, a young, athletic black kid with long dreadlocks, we've had classes together but we've never really interacted that much.

Roth slapped Dean's hand right off his shoulder, "Mind your own business Mack! I haven't forgotten that pass you dropped last week!" He snapped, wow, he was even a jerk to his own teammates. Why is he still on the team again?

Dean moved between me and Roth, "Not my fault you overthrew that pass! You're lucky Cotton Town High didn't intercept that throw! Now I won't ask again, back off or I'm telling the coach and you know he's already considering cutting your ass!" Dean threatened him.

Roth took a moment to weigh whether beating the crap out of me was worth losing his… ahem… "promising" football career. "Fine! But you better watch your back Foutler, Mack's not always gonna be there to save you!" He growled before walking off with his goons.

Dean offered me his hand, "You alright there man?" He asked me, I took the hand and he helped me to my feet. "Don't let Roth get to you, his days on the football team are numbered, everyone knows Oliver's gonna take his spot at some point," He added.

God my face felt like hamburger, "Yeah… but if his football career doesn't work out he has a bright future in boxing, man he hits hard," I whined. "Be honest, how bad is my face?" I asked him.

Dean laughed, "You look fine dude, your hairs a bit messed up though, but other than that it looks like I got to you before Roth could do any real damage," He said, funny… sure didn't feel like my face was fine but hey, at least I got out of it mostly unscathed.

The school bell rang, signaling that class was about to start soon. "We should get to class, maybe we can hang out later?" Said Dean, I normally try to avoid the football team as much as possible, but with Roth gunning for me like he was, and with Dean being as friendly as he was, I think it would be in my best interest to make an exception this one time.

I nodded, "Sure, maybe after school?" I suggested, he agreed and we both went our separate ways, I think I just made a new friend… well that's something at least.

I stopped in front of a window to check the damage for myself, Dean wasn't wrong, you couldn't really even tell I was just jumped, my neck length long brown hair was a bit messed up, but my otherwise fair complexion was spared the bruising and swelling that usually comes with these things, my red t-shirt was a bit dirty from the ground I was so violently thrown onto, but it wasn't too bad.

After I was satisfied with the state of my face I began the walk to my first period class, I debated ratting on Roth about the beating he gave me, but Roth already had plenty of reasons to kill me already, no need to give him another, besides, I couldn't afford to be late for class… again…

Meanwhile…

Recovering my power would take time… fifty years trapped by the ancestors coupled with how much of that energy I had wasted trying to defeat that infernal Spyro and Cynder, so I found myself in a castle trying to regain my power, this castle was apparently the home base of the group that freed me, it existed in a space known only to magic users, the space in between the Human and Dragon realms known only as "The Nexus". The order had apparently occupied the castle out of fear of being attacked by Warfang's armies.

Over time I had learned the names of the two head mages, one was Rikor, a rather slow witted lizard mage who enjoyed making clay figures of monsters in his spare time, he even had a means to bring them to life if the need arose. The other was Scorn, the leader of the order, and a powerful wolf mage warrior, he commanded the others but still obeyed my every whim, as he should...

But I knew also that infernal Spyro was still out there somewhere, I could almost sense his power even from here, however it was a bit weaker than I remember, perhaps fifty years of ill needed peace had caused him to become weaker? Well if that were the case, he was in for a nasty surprise!

I had some magic left, not much, but it would be enough to send some grublins to both realms, "Master Malefor? What are you doing?" Rikor asked me as I began to create grublins.

I let a sly smirk creep across my lips, "Fifty years I've been gone, fifty years since that fool Spyro thought he was rid of me, I think it's high time I brought him out of retirement, and show the ancestors the folly of making me aware of the Human Realms," I explained.

My plan was simple, I'd send one army of grublins to the human city I awoke in, let the ancestors know the mistake they made in revealing it's existence to me, not even Spyro could help them, although I would find amusement in him trying. Travel between the Realms was difficult even for a purple dragon without a mage's assistance. If he even managed to find a way, the human city would be but rubble by the time he arrived.

Meanwhile…

New Harmony High School…

The school day marched along like any other, I had thankfully managed to dodge Roth and his goons so far, it was science class now, and we were partnering up for a lab project, nothing too fancy, just a simple experiment with magnets. I of course partnered with one of my friends, Kevin Naton.

I've known Kevin since we were kids, he was a slender guy, with raven black styled hair, ice blue eyes, and a pension for blue and black striped t-shirts. Kevin was always the cool and collected kid, always seemed to have everything figured out, we had met at that karate class I mentioned before, and have been best buds ever since. I'd told him about what happened today with Roth while we did our magnet experiment, "Man, you're lucky Dean was there, Roth's put dudes in the hospital just for looking at him wrong," Kevin said as he moved the little metal ball with the magnet he ran under the desk.

I sighed, "Yeah, but now Roth's sworn vengeance on me, I keep expecting him to suddenly jump me out of nowhere… again," I said. This was so dumb, all because his girlfriend made the wise decision to leave him, I had to be the one to pay.

Kevin rolled his eyes, "I swear, that guy is gonna end up in jail at some point, can't go through life punching people and expecting it to make your problems go away," Said Kevin. Man that couldn't come soon enough, dude was a grade a psycho.

There was a moment of silence, both of us just working on the assignment we were given, until, "Say Dylan, you ever realize aside from your spat with Roth, our lives are pretty… ya know… dull?" He asked me.

I raised an eyebrow, "How so?" I asked.

Kevin sighed, "I mean, when's the last time anything interesting ever happened to either of us? I mean, when getting jumped by a jock is the peak of excitement in your life, how much have we really even lived?" He said.

I couldn't disagree, sometimes I did wish there was more to life than wasting it away at school, dodging jocks, man, my life is pretty boring once you think about it.

But that's just the way life is I guess, we just go through the motions until we die, man… that's actually pretty depressing once you think about it…

Elsewhere…

Secluded Dragon Temple, Unknown Realm

Crik! Crack!

My eyes opened for the first time in a long time, my body felt a little weak from the slumber, but I knew what my awakening meant, Malefor was back, so I had little time to lose, I tried to break myself free of the rest of the crystal that had previously held me in suspended animation, several decades trapped in crystal had done little good for my already quite aged body, but I managed to get myself free.

The temple I found myself in was exactly as I'd left it before going into hibernation, little seemed to have even aged that much, the four morphers sat upon their pedestals, waiting for their rangers to claim them. The pool of visions sat at the center of the room, over the long years since Malefor's fall, I had learned how to use it, it would be the first thing I'd need to do, I had to know if Malefor had made his first move yet or not, I doubt he'd wait long to attack the Dragon Realms again.

I concentrated, my body not quite recovered yet but I had no time to waste, but after a while I was able to make an image come forth, and my fears were realized, Malefor has launched an attack on the human realms just as I'd predicted he would, the humans were helpless and I had no means of reaching the human realms in time, and even if I did I doubt I'd be able to do much without terrifying the humans with my appearance.

It was time to create my Power Rangers, but I had to choose my rangers carefully, humans were a morally ambiguous race, I couldn't risk giving that power to someone who'd abuse it.

But which humans do I choose?

Meanwhile…

New Harmony High School Football Field…

The school day ended without incident, Dean had invited me and Kevin to hang out at practice, I was naturally reluctant since Roth was obviously going to be there, but Dean reassured me he wouldn't try anything with the coach watching him.

Kevin and I sat in the bleachers, watching the meat heads ram into things, "Man, it's like watching a human demolition derby," Kevin commented, no kidding. I looked to see Dean hanging around one of the band kids that were also practicing at the field, specifically a girl.

She was a rather small girl, she wore a yellow hoodie and blue jeans, her hair was tied in a long brown ponytail, she had a trumpet in her hands and her body language made her seem like the shy, socially awkward type. Judging by Dean's own body language, the two knew each other.

"Hey FOUTLER!"

Suddenly I was hit right in the head with a football! You wouldn't think a football would hurt that much, but he really whipped the thing, the force causing me to fall off the bench I was sitting on, I heard laughter and looked to see Roth and his idiot friends laughing at me. It didn't take the world's greatest detective to figure out that Roth was the one who threw it.

Kevin stood up, "Real mature Roth! Maybe if you could have put that much accuracy into throwing passes in games instead of hitting my friend we wouldn't have lost to Cotton Town by thirty points!" He snapped at Roth. Kevin had a bad habit of running his mouth, and right now it was going to cost him as Roth's laughter was quickly traded for rage as Kevin's comment caused the other players to start laughing at him.

Roth began to storm the bleachers, "You're DEAD Naton!" He growled as he drew ever closer, good job Kevin, now he was going to kill both of us! Why must you poke the bear?

However, "Roth! Get back here!" Called the coach.

Roth naturally objected, "But coach! He-" Roth began but the coach didn't even let him finish.

"Oh I'm sorry cupcake, did Naton hurt your feelings? I'm sorry the truth hurts Roth, now get your sorry behind back on the field before I cut you from the team!" The coach barked at Roth, Roth growled before reluctantly returning to the field. "And I want twenty push ups for hitting Foutler with that pass!" He added.

Kevin and I both laughed, after getting pounded by him earlier today, watching him get dunked on by his coach was a joy to behold.

The rest of football practice soon passed by, Roth having gotten the worst of it naturally, Dean had joined us in the bleachers, his band friend joining us, "Sorry Dylan, I didn't think Roth would actually try anything," He apologized.

I waved it off, "Not your fault Roth is a jerk, at least the coach straight up owned him afterwards," I said, all four of us had a little laugh before I decided to ask something, "So, who's she?" I asked, the girl kinda shrunk inward after I said this.

"Oh her," Said Dean, motioning towards the girl, "This is Jess, we've been friends since first grade, she's kinda shy but cool as they come," He said.

Jess offered little more than a quiet "Hi", I guess she really was shy.

Kevin of course, "Come on Jess, I promise we don't bite," He said jokingly, getting a weak little smile out of her.

However the festivities were suddenly interrupted by a loud scream, all four of us got up, "What was that?" I asked.

Jess of all people answered, "I have no clue..." She said, the first full sentence I had heard from the poor girl.

However it didn't take long for us to discover the answer, as one of the players began to scramble from behind the bleachers, the coach caught him before he got far though, "Jenkins! What the hell's gotten into you?" He asked.

Jenkins looked genuinely freaked out, like he'd seen a ghost or something. "I… I don't know what it was, s… some kind of rock thing… it… it tore through the fence like it was paper!" He said, the coach's face told the story as he was clearly questioning Jenkins' sanity.

However suddenly he seemed less crazy as several bizarre creatures began to funnel into the field, "Oh my god!" Said the Coach, "Everyone get to the school! RUN!" He ordered everyone, the players began to panic, scrambling to get to the school before the rock monsters could get to them.

All four of us tried to join them, but found ourselves blocked off by the hoard, "Oh god! We're surrounded!" Jess said, panic clear in her voice.

Dammit, there doesn't seem to be a way around them, the creatures just sort of crept closer and closer, "We're going to have to fight our way through," I said, it was a stupid plan, but I didn't see many other options here, the others didn't object, probably coming to the same realization as I did.

One rock monster got close and went to grab my arm, but I kicked it away knocking it over, "Back off dirtball!" I snarled at it, the hoard began to swarm us and we did our best to fight it off.

Kevin seemed to be fighting them off like I did, using what he remembered from those karate classes to fend off the rock monsters.

Dean clearly didn't have much in the ways of combat training, using a more brawling like style to fend the monsters off.

Jess had no combat experience at all it seemed, just sort of shoving them off and occasionally tripping them up.

The monsters just kept coming! Hell I didn't think we were even doing much damage to them! So much for our lives being boring right Kevin? Because now they were about to go out with a bang! What the hell were these things anyway?! Where did they come from? And why were they trying to kill everyone? The hoard soon began to overwhelm us, it was like something out of a zombie movie!

However suddenly there was a flash of white. The football field replaced with what appeared to be some kind of… temple or something… what in the hell? "Uh… what just happened?" Asked Kevin.

No one had an answer, we all just sort of stood there, confused as hell, the temple we found ourselves in looked quite old, stone floors and walls with roman like pillars, banners bearing odd symbols lined the walls, the center of the room had some kind of pool or fountain with murky water inside. "What the hell is this place?" I asked no one in particular.

"The dragon temple,"

All of us froze, it seemed we weren't alone in the room, as we soon saw a figure slowly emerge from the doorway, it didn't take long to realize this creature was a dragon, he was about the size of a monster truck on all fours, easily towering over all of us, his scales were a bright, vibrant purple, with a golden underbelly. His head spikes were yellow, with orange webbing, similar in design to his little goatee on his chin, his horns were long, lightening bolt shaped, with smaller horns just below them. His wings were huge and yellow, with orange membrane.

None of us knew what to make of this, I felt like I was losing my mind! First rock monsters and now a dragon! I think Roth might have hit me in the head with that football a lot harder than I thought. "Greetings humans," The dragon spoke in a soft, aged voice, "No doubt you all have many questions right now, where you are, who I am, why I've brought you here, and more," He added.

The dragon sat itself on the opposite side of the pool thing, I had so many questions but couldn't will myself to ask any of them, however I wouldn't have to as, well, "What the hell is going on?!" Blurted Kevin, "We were just attacked by rock monsters and now we're in some kind of… I dunno.. dungeon or temple with a talking dragon! Am I losing my mind?! I feel like I might have lost my mind!" He added.

The dragon kept his blank expression, not at all bothered by Kevin's little outburst, "Grublins, those "rock monsters" are called grublins," He clarified, so this dragon knew what they were! That's not suspicious at all! "As for what's going on, that is a much longer story," He said. "I guess I should start at the beginning, I am Spyro, come from a realm that exists in tandem with your own known as the Dragon Realms, a realm as you can surmise from it's name, is populated by dragons among other creatures," He began, "I am a special breed of dragon, a purple dragon, my kind is able to utilize all four dragon elements, while most dragons can only use one. As the purple dragon, it was my job to "bring in a new age" by protecting it from those who threatened it's safety, but as you can see, age has become an issue," He explained.

The dragon, Spyro I guess, continued, "I was not the first however, before me there was Malefor, however unlike myself, he become corrupted by his own power, he went mad, and believed that "bringing a new age" meant destroying all life so the world could begin anew," He said, "He was sealed away from centuries, but not before he had begun his campaign of destruction, many centuries later he was freed and I had to defeat him with the help of one of his former generals Cynder, however he was too powerful for us to defeat on our own, so we had to rely on the ancestors to seal him away again," He explained.

"What's this have to do with us?" I asked, it was an important question, and one who's answer I didn't think I was going to like very much.

Spyro looked away for a moment, as if feeling guilty about something, "The ancestors had chosen to strand him in your world, in order to prevent any of his followers from freeing him again," He answered. "But I knew he'd still find a way to free himself eventually, but as the years passed and age began to effect me, I realized I wouldn't be able to fight him again, not on my own," He went on, oh I really don't like where this is going. "So, with the aid of a mysterious stranger, I created… these," He said.

Suddenly four pillars rose from behind us, each had some kind of device laid upon it, the device looked like it would be worn on the wrist, it's shape was elongated, but rounded, with a symbol at the center that resembled each of the weird symbols on the banners, the emblem looked like it was made of crystal, with golden detailing, two color coordinated buttons sat under the emblem. "These are the legendary dragon morphers, each holds the spirit of one of my former mentors, their power and wisdom bestowed upon those who use them," He explained.

Spyro then got up, and walked over to the morphers, taking each of them from it's place, before approaching Dean, "Dean Mack, your strong body and iron will have earned you the power of the Green Earth Power Ranger," He said, before strapping the device to his wrist. Dean looked it over, not sure what to make of it.

He then moved onto Jess, "Jessica Fox, your faith in intelligence over brawn and electric wit have earned you the power of the Yellow Electric Power Ranger," He said to Jess as he strapped the morpher to her wrist, she too stared at the device in confusion.

He then moved onto Kevin, "Kevin Naton, your cool head and icy tongue have earned you the power of the Blue Ice Ranger," He said, strapping the device to Kevin's arm, Kevin looked it over, having this look of 'Dude are you serious?' on his face.

Then, finally, he stood before me, "Dylan Foutler, your courage and fiery spirit have earned you the power of the Red Fire Ranger," He said before strapping the morpher to my arm, I just stared at the thing, the gem insignia shimmering slightly in the light, I had no clue what to think, what was all this? Morphers? Dragons? Spirits? The hell man?!

Spyro then took a step back, "You four have been chosen to become the Dragon Legend Power Rangers, to wield the legendary dragon elements, and command the legendary dragon zords, it will be your duty to protect both worlds from Malefor and his forces, Malefor has decided to destroy both realms, I know not why he wishes your realm's destruction, but I am entrusting you four to make sure that doesn't happen," He said.

To say this was a lot to take in would be the understatement of the century, just this morning I was trying to dodge the local jocks, now I'm being trusted to help save the world as a Power Ranger?! How the hell was I, a wimpy little skater kid, supposed to stop an evil doom dragon that the good doom dragon wasn't even powerful enough to stop?!

I didn't seem to be the only one to find a flaw in his logic, "Uh… mister Spyro… sir..." Fumbled Jess, "I… I appreciate the kind words and everything but… we're not heroes," She said. Spyro raised an eyebrow, confused, "I… I don't think I can do this!" She added.

Kevin shook his head, "I have to agree with Jess, I mean, saving the world? Me? I don't think I'm cut out for that kind of thing," He said, this was rich coming from the guy who was telling me in science class this morning about how boring his life was.

Spyro sighed, "I can't force you to accept this responsibility, but I do ask you at least think it over, I'll leave you four to your thoughts, and if when I return you still don't wish to become Power Rangers, I will send you home without argument," He said before getting up and leaving.

He wasn't too good at hiding how disappointed he was. But what did he expect? We're just a bunch of teenagers and he was expecting us to just up and become super heroes!

We all just sort of stood in silence, until Dean decided to speak up, "I think we should do it," He said, earning shocked looks from all of us, "Come on guys! He chose us! Of all people! Doesn't that count for something?" He asked.

Kevin rolled his eyes, "Dean get real! We can't fight a dragon! We're just a bunch of stupid teenagers! Not badass super heroes!" He argued.

However Dean wasn't having any of it, "That's why he gave us these Kevin!" He said, pointing to his morpher, "You can bail if you want Kevin, but I'm doing this! You saw those grublin things attacking the school! Someone has to stop them!" he said.

Jess began to reconsider her stance, "I… I hate to say it… but Dean might be right, I mean… we can't just let this Malefor guy destroy our world… right?" She said.

Kevin threw his hands into the air, "You two are insane! Dylan come on! Back me up here!" He said, of course he just had to put me on the spot like that didn't he?

How the hell was I supposed to answer this? Kevin had a point, we were just a bunch of kids, we weren't cut out for hero work, but Dean had a point too, how horrible would we be if we just walked away from this? Especially if this Malefor guy succeeded, the more I thought about it, the more clear my answer became.

And almost as if he read my mind, Spyro rejoined us, "So… have you made your decision?" he asked. Well, here it goes.

I stepped forward, "I'm in," I said, Kevin gave me a look that told me he was not happy I made this decision, but what could I do? Sure I could get killed, but at least I'd be able to say I tried to do something.

Dean stepped forward, "So am I," He said, giving me an approving smile.

Jess did the same, "I… I'll do it too," She said sheepishly.

We all looked to Kevin, Kevin just sort of glared at us, before finally, "Fine! I'll do it, but if I die, I'm blaming all of you!" He reluctantly said.

Spyro seemed quite relieved, "Very good, I'm glad you four have the courage to fight for your realm and mine, however, these powers don't come without rules though, rules that must be obeyed lest you lose the protection of your powers," He said.

Oh joy, rules, "One: You must never use these powers for personal gain, two: your roles as Power Rangers must remain a secret, three: never escalate a fight unless Malefor or his forces force you to," He explained, they seemed like simple enough rules to follow, basic super hero stuff really. "Now, we've wasted enough time, as we speak the grublins attack your school and it's students, you need to stop them, good luck… Power Rangers," He said.

Before any of us even knew it we all found ourselves back at school, surrounded on all sides by a swarm of grublins, "Alright guys…" I then remembered something, "D… does anyone know how these things work?" I asked. Great, Spyro forgot to tell us how to use these morphers! New Harmony High School was going to be reduced to rubble all because the great purple dragon forgot to tell his rangers how to use their powers!

However, I then felt… something… I heard a feint voice in the back of my head, it sounded soft… aged… but wise, it was telling me how to activate my morpher! Weird and kind of unsettling… but I'll take it.

I stepped forward, the grublins all frenzied and ready to swarm us, I then began a motion with my hands that kinda resembled a martial arts kata, "Legendary Dragon! Power of Red Fire!" I cried before pressing the gem button on my morpher.

I then felt a surge of energy wash over me, suddenly I found myself in some kind of tight red suit and helmet, I looked over myself, the suit was some kind of semi shiny red fabric with gold bands around the edges of the white gloves, my chest had the same insignia as my morpher, connected to some golden flame like line, I felt stronger than I was before, like I could bench press a truck or something.

The others seemed to pick up on the same clue I did, as they each struck their own poses.

"Legendary Dragon! Power of Blue Ice!"

"Legendary Dragon! Power of Yellow Electricity!"

"Legendary Dragon! Power of Green Earth!"

Suddenly everyone was in their Power Ranger forms, allowing me to get a better look at the suits themselves, they were all of their respective colors, all bearing a golden symbol at the chest connected by a line mimicking their elements, from the top of the chest to the neck was white, along with the boots and gloves, we all had white belts with buckles that contained the gems of our morphers, the bands along the gloves and boots had odd patterns on them, not quite symbols but more squiggles. Each helmet looked like a dragon's head with the open mouth serving as the visor, silver mouth pieces sat where our mouths would be.

We all struck a pose as for whatever reason an explosion went off behind us, weird but man it must have looked awesome. My guess is that the powers of the morphing caused it or something to that effect. But whatever, we had bad guys to pummel!

"HIYAAAAH!"

We all lunged at our foes, ready to beat the tar out of them, once I found my first victim, I went to town on it, I noticed I was somehow much more adept at fighting now, like I had suddenly become a black belt or something, well these suits weren't just for fashion I guess, but man did I feel great! I felt like a fighting machine! I just kept tearing through the grublins one by one.

I happened a glance at the others, they were all having similar success, even Jess who was undoubtedly the weakest fighter among us was easily pounding the grublins with the grace and efficiency of a typical martial arts film star.

Dean grabbed one grublin by the leg and spun it around, knocking the thing into several of it's buddies, "This is so awesome!" Cheered Dean with child like glee, "And you said we weren't cut out for this Kevin!" He added, I guess he couldn't help but rub it in Kevin's face.

Speaking of Kevin, he was beating down his own grublins, "Okay fine I was wrong! You happy?" He asked before kicking another grublin away, "No need to gloat, just beat up the bad guys dude!" He added. He tried his best to hide it, but I could tell Kevin was having the time of his life, but refused to give Dean the satisfaction of seeing it.

I have to admit, I was enjoying this way more than I probably should, I mean, usually when someone has this much fun beating people up, it's grounds to have that person committed. But well, these were just rock monsters made of evil and hatred, and thus not really alive per say. So hooray! Guilt free violence!

Dean then turned to Jess, "Yo Jess! Double team?" He asked.

Jess turned to Dean, "You're on!" She said.

The two both leaped into the air, a good ten feet! Going into a flying kick, sandwiching one poor grublin's head between the two ranger's boots. "Alright! Now that's what I'm talking about!" Dean said, sharing a high five with Jess.

Kevin then paused for a moment, as if listening to something, he then struck a pose, "Hey guys, check this out!" He said before prepping for a jumping spin kick, however his feet gave off some kind of mist or something, like they were made of dry ice. When he threw the kick, a wave of frost shot out, flash freezing the grublins in place, "HA! Put those guys on ice!" He said.

Oh god Kevin, remind me to kill you for that pun, but this revealed we had some form of control over these elements and they weren't just titles to make us sound cool, "I wonder what I can do?" I pondered to myself. I began to hear that voice from earlier again…

"Concentrate Dylan, let the fire flow through you, and it will bend to you will,"

Okay… normally when voices in your head tell you to burn things, you end up in a mental institute, but something about this voice felt… comforting, like I could trust it, so I did as it said, and concentrated, suddenly I felt a heat in my leg, I then did what came naturally, "FIRE SPIN! HIYAAAH!" I did an axe kick in mid air, sending a wave of fire right at the grublins, sending them sailing through the air. "Oh man! That was awesome!" I said.

Dean turned to a pack of grublins, "Lemme try something," He said, he then paused in concentration before suddenly stomping his foot on the ground, a wave of rock and dirt came careening towards the grublins, I almost expected Bugs Bunny to pop out at the end, admonishing the fact he forget to take that next turn at Albuquerque. Instead, it just knocked over the grublins like bowling pins.

Jess concentrated herself, before doing some kind of kata, and shooting freaking Sith Lightening out of her hands, zapping a horde of grublins, even she seemed surprised by this, "Oh my god! That was insane!" She said, looking at her own hands in amazement.

Meanwhile...

I was watching the whole thing from a viewing globe, I couldn't believe what I was seeing, humans using bizarre powers to defeat my grublins! I recognized the emblems on their chests instantly, they were the elemental crests commonly used by dragons to signify which element they belonged to. This told me these humans had gained their powers through the dragons somehow.

I glared at he globe as these humans laid waste to my grublin armies. "So Spyro, this is your game is it? I guess age got to you more than I thought if you feel the need to rely on humans to do your fighting," I said, I needed to deal with these humans and quickly, I would not be bested by a bunch of whelplings in tights! "Scorn!" I called.

Like the obedient little dog he was, he came into the room, bowing before me, "Yes master Malefor?" He asked me.

I glared back at the viewing globe, those infernal humans were almost done destroying my grublins, "I need you to deal with these, interlopers," I said.

Scorn rose from his knee, "I'll gladly destroy them for you master, I'm one of the most powerful magic users in the realms," He boasted, he then removed his robes to reveal he was quite armored, "And I also know how to hold my own in a fight, I didn't become leader of this order by charisma alone master," He bragged.

I tried not to be annoyed by his boasting, "Just get in there and destroy those humans," I told him, he did so, summoning a portal with his crystal and running through, he'd better hope he succeeds, otherwise I might have to test myself how "skilled" of a warrior he really was…

Back on Earth…

Soon the grublins were no more, somehow, someway, we'd managed to defeat every single one, "Guys! We did it! We saved the school!" I said. The others joined me in celebration, god I felt good! If this is the best that Malefor guy has then this is going to be a cake walk.

We all stopped however when we heard clapping from behind us, we all turned around to see a new figure approaching, he was what could only be described as a wolf in battle armor, his fur was a dark black from head to toe, save for the red scar that ran over his left eye, "Very impressive humans, you've managed to defeat a group of underlings crafted by a weakened Malefor," He said mockingly, "But let's see how you fare against a real warrior!" He added, drawing his sword.

The four of us took a fighting stance, "Four of us against one of you? Doesn't exactly seem like fair odds wolf boy," I said, man this guy was nuts if he thought he could take on all four of us at once.

However he didn't seem very intimidated, "Very true, for you," He said before he suddenly lunged forward so fast it was like he disappeared, slashing all four of us with his sword.

Getting slashed with a sword wasn't a pleasant experience needless to say, however the suits seemed to offer us some form of protection from the blade, sending a burst of sparks out from where the weapon made contact, it still hurt like hell though! We all sort of fell over from the slash, the wolf having himself a big old laugh at us, "Oh I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself, I am Scorn, the head of the Order of Malefor and it's most powerful warrior and mage! So don't feel too bad about falling to my blade, countless others already have," He boasted.

Who names their kid "Scorn"? Kinda setting him up to be a bad guy aren't you? Whatever, this dude needed to be put down! I got back to my feet, "We'll see about that Fido! Bring it!" I challenged him, although I did feel kinda weary that he had a sword and I didn't.

"You have a weapon Dylan, call for the Sword of Flame and it will come to you"

Man, that voice has all the answers doesn't it? Well, he's never let me down before… "Sword of Flame!" I called out, and suddenly a sword materialized in my hands, it was a steel sword, it's blade in the shape of a flame with the same symbol as the one on my chest at the base of it's hilt, only it was red with gold accents, it had a fire like cross guard, and some kind of weird writing on the blade that I couldn't even begin to hope to read. "Okay dog boy, let's see how you do when the playing field is level!" I said.

Scorn laughed, "You think that blade will do you any good boy? I'm among the best swordsmen in the Dragon Realms, have you even held a sword before?" He taunted me.

Okay… no I haven't, and I have to admit, that kinda made me a bit worried, but how hard could it be right? Oh god I'm going to die aren't I? Scorn didn't wait for me to get ready as he instantly launched into an attack, I did the best I could to block his slashes, but I wasn't used to swordplay so he got a few good hits in, while all my slashes were easily blocked. "HA! You wield that sword like a child! Just surrender now and save yourself the humiliation!" Said Scorn.

I was getting frustrated, this jerk was dumping on me and making me look like an idiot to boot! I kept throwing slashes at the guy, he blocked each one, "Getting frustrated are we? What's the matter human? Am I wounding your pride?" Scorn mocked me, only making me more angry!

I growled, "YOU'RE GOING DOWN MAN!" I yelled, slashing at the guy again and again, one of these swipes has got to make contact eventually!

"Don't give into anger Dylan! He's using it to throw you off! Calm yourself!"

Shut up weird voice in my head! This son of a bitch is going DOWN! I tried using fire on him, but he dodge rolled out of it's way, "Pathetic! You're not warrior! Just a child playing make believe!" Taunted Scorn. God I hate this guy! Give me Jake Roth and his tiny pee brain any day!

Scorn managed to catch my blade in his cross guard and disarm me in one swift motion, elbowing me in the stomach and knocking me on my rear, "Your pathetic swordplay was amusing for a while human, but now it ends along with your pathetic, worthless existence," He said, raising his sword up high for the killing blow.

However, before he could bring the blade down, some kind of ice lance thing blocked the strike, "Forget it you overgrown mutt! You forgot he's not the only Power Ranger you have to deal with!" Said Kevin, it seems he managed to summon his own weapon, some kind of lance with a tip that looked like it was made of ice. Kevin wielded his weapon with a lot more ease than I did mine.

Scorn laughed, "So that's what you call yourselves? Very well, "Power Ranger", let's see if you fare any better than your red friend," He said, the two began to fight, Kevin doing much better than I was, managing to block most of Scorn's shots, even managing to get Scorn a few times.

Kevin clocked Scorn right in the dome with the shaft of his lance, making a rather loud clanging sound as it made contact, "Not so amusing now is it wolf boy?" Kevin taunted Scorn, however Scorn managed to catch him off guard with a slash to his stomach, sparks flew and Kevin fell backwards.

Scorn was pissed now, "You little rat! You think you can best me?! Lord Malefor's greatest champion?! I will not be outdone by children in TIGHTS!" He growled, however he was quickly caught off guard himself by two slashes from behind, sending him to his knees.

Dean and Jess both stood between us and Scorn, Dean had an ax in his hands, with a blade that looked like it was made of stone, and Jess had two lightening bolt shaped daggers in her hands, "Really?" Inquired Dean, "Cause it looks to me that's exactly what's happening!" He mocked Scorn.

Jess readied her daggers, "Just give up Scorn! You can't beat us when we're fighting together!" She said.

However, Scorn just slowly rose to his feet, laughing slightly, "That's… what you think humans… but..." He said, before producing some kind of vial from his belt pouch, which he proceeded to slam on the ground, enveloping himself in some kind of mist.

At first I thought he was trying to make his escape, until I saw something I didn't expect to see today, and considering today I've see evil rock monsters, a talking dragon, and a warrior wolf mage, that is a statement one cannot make lightly.

Scorn had somehow, managed to grow him self to the size of a sky scraper! All four of us scrambled to get out of the way when he tried to squish us under his gigantic foot like a bunch of bugs, "Oh great! He's godzilla sized! Now what?!" Kevin asked.

I had no answer, how were we supposed to fight something that huge?! Scorn laughed, "What now indeed Power Rangers? You're powerless against me now! Your foolish attempts to thwart my master are in vein children, and your entire city will pay for your foolishness!" He said, before stomping his way into town to do just that.

Jess was clearly beginning to panic, as she held her head, "Oh god! He's going to destroy the city and we can't do a thing to stop him!" She cried.

There has to be something! Anything!

"Summon your zord Dylan, it's the only thing that can combat a foe of that size!"

Weird voice guy coming in for the save again, almost out of instinct, I held out my hand towards the sky, "We need Dragon Zord power now!" I said, an uncomfortable, awkward couple of seconds passed before I noticed four objects in the sky flying our way.

Upon further inspection, they were giant robotic dragons, each matching one of our colors, I'm guessing these were the "Zords" weird voice man and Spyro had mentioned, though I had to admit, having robotic doom dragons at our disposal was pretty awesome! I lunged towards the red zord as soon as it came within reach, landing in the cockpit in it's head.

The cockpit was a mess of buttons and controls, but somehow I knew how to work it all, "Red Ranger, ready to go!" I said, the zord's com systems came alive with a crackle,

"Blue Ranger ready, and can I just say, this is not how I was expecting to spend my afternoon!"

"Green Ranger ready! Man this thing is so awesome!"

"Yellow Ranger ready! Wow, this thing has a pretty good sound system..."

The four of us all flew our zords right for Scorn, who was unleashing his inner Kaiju and smashing a (hopefully empty) building, he then noticed us, a look of pure confusion on his face, "What in the world…?" He questioned before Jess suddenly zapped him with lightening, knocking him right into another building I really hoped was also empty.

"Jess!" Cried Kevin over the coms.

"What?! I panicked!" Said Jess.

Scorn was quick to his feet again, and boy did he look pissed! "I've had more than enough of you humans! I don't know where you got those metal dragons, but I'll take great pleasure in slicing them to bits!" Growled Scorn, before taking a swing at Jess' Zord with his sword.

Jess barely managed to pull away in time, "Oh my god!" She yelped as she barely managed to get out of the way to the blade in time.

Kevin latched his Zord onto Scorn's back, "Nice one Jess, now you've pissed him off!" Kevin said, before Scorn grabbed his Zord by the horns and threw him right at Dean, knocking them both into the side of a mountain.

I tried to keep my distance from Scorn, shooting fire from the Zord's mouth as I did so, "Come on guys! We gotta make sure we keep the collateral damage to a minimum here!" I said, god what must everyone in the city be thinking about the giant wolf warrior being attacked by giant robot dragons? They're either terrified, confused, or both.

Scorn then began to chant something, before we even knew it a sudden burst of what I was assuming was magic energy flew out right at us, knocking us all back. "You humans are beginning to annoy me! Why can't you just die and be done with it?!" He snarled.

The four of us kept trying to hammer him, but he always had a counter, sometimes even using one of our zords to beat another zord with (boy was that a fun experience), it was quickly becoming clear that even our zords weren't enough to stop him.

"Guys, we need something to turn the tide here," Said Dean.

"Yeah but what?" Asked Kevin, "We already have the zords! What else is there?" He asked.

What else was there? God I don't know! But we can't let this guy win! The whole city is counting on us! There has to be something! Some kind of special weapon, something!

"When four becomes one, none will be able to destroy you, join with your friends, and you'll be able to defeat Scorn,"

What the hell was that supposed to mean?! 'Four becomes one', what does he mean by that? This voice has been quite helpful before, why was it now deciding to speak in riddles? Dammit! It then hit me… these are robots… four becomes one… join with my friends… can these things combine together? "Guys, let's combine our Zords!" I said.

"What?!"

"Can we do that?"

"Is that a thing?"

God I hope it was Jess, but how to… wait! Huh?! My Zord suddenly began to move on it's own, moving towards the others, it was only when I saw Dean's Zord begin to shape itself into an arm did I realize what was happening, they were combining! Jess' Zord began to form into another arm, and Kevin's began to form into a pair of legs, and mine? It was becoming both the torso and the head, I found my seat moving into the torso where the other rangers were seated as well.

"Oh my god!" Dean exclaimed, "Our giant robots just combined to make and even bigger robot! How are you guys not hype about this?!" He said, sounding like a kid who just got the toy he always wanted. I had to admit, this was pretty metal all things considered, pun slightly intended. We had Zords before, I guess that makes this the… Mega Zord!

Suddenly a giant sword came crashing down right in front of us, it was a simple blade, but had ornate markings running down it's blade, and had all four chest logos on it's purple hilt. The Mega Zord's arm reached for the sword, "Alright Scorn, it's time to end this!" I exclaimed.

GO! GO! POWER RANGERS!

Scorn seemed even more annoyed now, bearing his fangs and visibly shaking, "I've… had… enough… of you HUMANS!" He roared before rushing the Mega Zord, blade drawn.

The two swords clashed over and over, but it was clear Scorn was losing his edge, he was so frustrated with his inability to kill us that he was just swinging wildly now, the Mega Zord managing to push him back, "Alright rangers, let's show this overgrown flea bag what happens when he messes with OUR city!" I said before pulling a lever.

The sword began to crackle with some kind of purple energy, "Dragon Legend MEGA SWORD! GO!" We all cried in unison as the sword slashed downward, slicing Scorn right across the chest.

He stumbled backwards, clutching his chest, "You damn brats! You may have won this time Power Rangers! But mark my words, I'll be back! And you will fall! Of that, you can be sure!" He said before smashing another vial and disappearing in the smoke.

We all stood there in our Mega Zord, not sure what to do, "D… did we win?" Jess asked, unsure, I guess we did, I mean, he retreated right? So by default we won! At least for now.

Once that sunk in, we all celebrated, our first big win as Power Rangers! Man it felt good! I just helped save the town! Sure I wouldn't get credit for it since we had to keep our status as Power Rangers secret, but hey, we won the day, and that's good enough for me. I could get used to this!

Meanwhile…

Scorn failed, it seems these… "Power Rangers", were much more powerful than I thought, this was a problem… I would crush them myself if I had my power back, but alas, I was still too weak to battle yet, but hopefully I could deal with them before long, I wanted to save my strength for when I finally destroy Spyro. "Master..."

I turned to see Scorn had returned, "I'm sorry master Malefor, I've failed," He apologized, bowing on one knee, "It won't happen again I promise!" He added hastily.

I approached him, "Of that, I can be sure, these Power Rangers are a problem, I won't leave it to chance, they must be destroyed, if Spyro thinks he can use these humans to fight me in his stead he's in for quite a surprise," I said before turning to Rikor, "I want you to begin making me monsters, these Power Rangers will not stop me from fulfilling my destiny, they will die, and when I present their broken, mangled bodies to Spyro, he will know the folly of sending anyone to stand against me," I growled.

The fact he was having others fight in his stead told me that Spyro was weaker now, possibly due to age, it had been fifty years since our last battle after all, and even then he was too weak to finish me, having to rely on the ancestors to help him. So the legendary purple dragon Spyro was reduced to sending human whelpings in colorful tights to fight me, it would be humorous if it weren't so pathetic.

It mattered not however, Spyro and his little "Power Rangers" would all be crushed by my claws eventually, it was inevitable...

A/N- Well that was certainly a thing wasn't it guys? What wacky misadventures await our new rangers? Will they be able to save Warfang? Stay tuned!

If you've followed my Spyro stories before you might recognize a few names here, this was semi intentional, as I wanted this to be a sort of tribute to my Spyro works, don't worry though if you're new to my works, this is a completely separate canon from those stories so there's no confusing backstory waiting to take you out of the story.

Don't worry though, we will be seeing other Spyro characters (Legend and Classic) in some form or another throughout this story, maybe not in ways you expect, but they'll be there so there's that to look forward to.

I should mention this is the first time I've ever done a Power Rangers story, so if it's a bit sloppy that's probably why, I am but a flawed human after all.

What's that? Why did I randomly put "Go Go Power Rangers!" Into the prose like I would a sound effect? Well that's simple, the theme song is just THAT integral to the experience! Seriously I wrote this while listening to several different covers of Go Go Power Rangers on Spotify, especially during the zord fight!… what? I'm not weird YOU'RE WEIRD!