Power Rangers: Beasts of Myth

The Serpent and the Saint

THE CONNORS' MANSION

Sean scratched his head. If his theory was correct, he needed to get to Ireland as soon as possible. But that's a big if. So, Sean opened the family lineage book. It went back to Sean's great-great-great-great-grandfather, but no information on him other than a birth and death date. Maybe he should go see Sasquatch. Maybe he should just forget it.

"Sean?" a sweet, soft voice came.

Sean looked up at his mother, a blond haired, blue eyed woman of thirty-seven.

"Oh, hi, Mom," the blue ranger replied, returning to the family tree.

The Irish woman walked up to him, and said, "What are you doing, honey?"

Sean shrugged and said, "Just looking at Dad's family tree."

Sean's mother stopped, wagged her finger in Sean's direction, and said, "You know, your father keeps something hidden in his office, that looks like it would connect right there." She pointed to the top right, which was torn.

"Hmm," Sean replied.

"Just don't get into much trouble," his mother replied, walking out of the room.

Sean was a pretty cool guy, but he was in no way sneaky. That was his younger cousin's department. Sean went out of the room, climbed the stairs, and entered his cousin's room.

"Owen, I need your conniving, evil, twisted mind," Sean said.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm busy," the teen replied. His black toboggan hat that covered his red hair, and his green eyes focused on his flatscreen TV, which was on a news channel.

"Once again, our city is saved, thanks to the Power Rangers!" the newsanchor was saying.

On the screen, were Tobias, Sean, Skyler, Clarice, and Xue in their ranger armor, posing after Sean had destroyed the monster.

Sean smirked, and thought, Little does Owen know, I'm one of the rangers.

"Hey, Owen," Sean said loudly, still smirking.

Owen turned off the TV, and rudely replied, "What?"

Sean nodded, walked over the thirteen-year-old, and whispered in his ear, "I need you to steal something from my da's office."

Owen smiled slyly, and said, "Keep talking."

"It's a piece of parchment in his desk drawer," Sean said, keeping his eyes on the floor, "It's really old, so you should be able to differentiate between his documents and it."

Owen nodded as he listened, then said, "I'm in."

With that, Sean left the room, Owen not to far behind. Sean turned down the hall to his dad's office, followed by Owen.

"Hi, da," Sean said, his face slightly anxious.

"Hey, son," Sean's father replied, getting up from his desk.

Sean's father walked up to his son, while Owen sneaked by. Sean was the spitting image of his father according to many family members, family friends, and complete strangers, but Sean never saw it. Sean's father embraced Sean, and asked, "What's on your mind, sport?"

Sean looked down. His father guided his eyes to his and asked, "Is there a problem? You know you can tell me anything."

Sean smirked internally. I can't tell him about being a ranger, Sean thought, But, there is something on my mind I could use his help with.

"Well, there's this girl," Sean began, slightly embarrassed.

Sean's father smiled, shook his head, and patted Sean's back lightly, chuckling to himself.

"Ah," he said.

Sean sighed, his arms like spaghetti noodles.

"I think she likes me, and I think I like her," the Irish lad went on.

Sean's father stopped him with a gesture.

"There be no think about it, son," he replied, face serious. He put his hand on his progeny's shoulder, and said, "Either you like her, or you don't"

"Thanks, Dad," Sean said, a smile on his face.

Sean's dad took his hand off Sean's shoulder, stretched, and said, "I gotta get back to work."

Sean looked beyond his father to see Owen giving a thumbs up, heading back towards the door.

"Okay, Dad," Sean said, nodding slowly to Owen, then backing to the door.

Sean opened the door, Owen went out, following by Sean, who then closed the door.

Sean turned to Owen and asked, "You got it?"

Owen smiled slyly, held an old piece of paper up, and said, "Got it."

"Thanks, cuz," Sean told him, taking the paper.

"No prob," Owen replied, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

Sean made a discouraging face.

"Fine," Owen said. Slowly, he took out five hundred dollars and gave them to Sean.

"Thank you," Sean replied, sliding the money under the door.

"I'll go back to my room know," Owen said, walking sullenly up the stairs.

Sean chuckled and shook his head as he left to place the scrap of paper in the appropriate place. Sean then learn he indeed did have a beast ancestor, the Irish Serpent King, which was banished from Ireland by Saint Patrick along with the other snakes.

"Whoa," Sean said to himself, folding up the paper and activating his teleportation function on his Mythic Morpher.

CAVE OPS

Sasquatch squinted his beady eyes at the paper, then finally said, "It's legitimate. That is your ancestor."

Sean smirked, looked at the furry lug, and asked, "So, now what?"

Sasquatch guided Sean to a spring inside the cave.

"Focus your mind on the water, then make it bend to your will," Sasquatch instructed.

Sean closed his eyes, focused on the water, then imagined ripples in the water. Then, he opened his eyes, and saw the ripples on the water. Sean raised one arm and some water come up with it. Sean gaped.

"Congratulations, Sean, you are a fully realized demi-serpent," Sasquatch said.

"So, I've got to get to Ireland," Sean mused.

"Well, no," Sasquatch replied, "The Serpe Temple is underwater west of Ireland. There's an air bubble surrounding it."

Sean groaned, and pressed the teleportation function, sending him to Irish waters.

BERMUDA BAY

Tobias, Xue, Clarice, and Skyler were hanging out in the mall's food court.

"Where's Sean?" Clarice asked, concerned, tugging at the sleeve of her yellow shirt.

"Don't worry, Clarice," Tobias replied, placing his feet on the table, "Sean'll be fine. He's a big boy, he can handle himself."

Suddenly, screaming people ran out of the mall.

"Looks like they're coming from there," Skyler said, pointing to the west wing of the mall.

"Let's go," Tobias said, the others following him.

The rangers, minus Sean, walked over and saw a half-vampire, half-banshee terrorizing denizens with her supersonic scream.

"Vampiric Beast!" Skyler called out, pointing at her.

She turned, and said in a voice that was beautiful as nails on a chalkboard, "Well, if it isn't the Power Rangers."

The four morphed quickly, summoned their weapons, and charged.

The monster shrieked and all the rangers fell. Then, the half-vampire, half-banshee laughed, and screamed, "I am Banpire, and you cannot defeat me!"

Then, she launched herself at the rangers.

ATLANTIC OCEAN, WEST OF IRELAND

Sean approached the altar before a giant serpent, and saw an artifact like what Tobais had, but with a silver blade and a blue handle.

"So, if Tobias's is the Dragon Dagger, this must be the Serpent Dagger," the Irish boy mused to himself.

He put the mouthpiece to his lips and played the summoning tune, but in a different key. The giant snake glowed and the temple rumbled. Slowly, the serpent began to move.

"Ouch," the serpent said to himself, "Crink in my neck." He moved his head about, and was rewarded with a popping noise. The beast sighed.

Sean went over and asked, "Hello?"

"Ah, you have awakened me," the great serpent replied, examining his surroundings.

"Yeah," Sean replied, "And I heard something about you and Saint Patrick."

"Ah, yes," the serpent replied, "Well, in my day, his name was just Patrick. As you know, it takes two miracles to become a saint of the Catholic church."

Sean nodded.

"Driving all the snakes from Ireland was one of them. I helped him by rallying the snakes, and he took it from there," the snake continued.

"Yeah," Sean replied, content, "Oh, yeah, Bloodwing's returned."

"What?" the serpent roared angrily, "His bloodlust returned? Impossible!"

"And he's started to send Vampiric Beasts much bigger than me," Sean informed him.

"Bigger than me?" he asked.

"Not by much," Sean replied to the serpent.

"Hmm," the serpent mused. Then, an epiphany. "Take the Serpent Dagger. When you play, I will heed the song's call."

"Thanks," Sean said with a bow.

Sean then morphed, and teleported back to Bermuda Bay.

BERMUDA BAY MALL

Banpire was kicking the rangers' butts. She unleashed another horrible scream, causing the rangers to fall down.

The monster cackled and said, "Any last words?"

"Yeah," came a familiar voice.

Banpire turned to recieve a kick to the chest.

"That's enough out of you!" Sean said, as his ranger suit began to glow.

Sean is underwater with the monster. He pulls his hand down the length of the whip, and cracks it a few times. "High Seas Flogging!" he yells. He takes the whip and lashes it on the monster repetitively until blue energy builds up in the whip, and he brings it down once more, reducing the monster to ashes.

"Don't mess with my friends!" Sean yelled as the ashes exploded.

Clarice looked at Sean though her helmet, and said, "You're late."

Sean put away his weapon, and shrugged. "I'm sorry," he replied, "I was looking to see if my theory was correct."

"And was it?" Clarice replied skeptically.

Sean held up the Serpent Dagger and said, "Yes."

The other four marveled at the sight of the dagger.

Suddenly, a puff of smoke and a giant Banpire appeared, destroying the roof of the mall.

"Ready, Sean?" Tobias asked, holding up his Dragon Dagger.

"Ready," Sean replied, holding up his Serpent Dagger.

Both rangers pressed the mouthpiece to the helmet and played their tunes, the two songs harmonizing perfectly.

Suddenly, a red gleam in the sky, and a blue gleam in the mall fountain revealed themselves as the Red Mythic Dragon Zord, and the Blue Mythic Serpent Zord.

"Let's go!" the two rangers cried out, quickly teleporting into the cockpit.

The Dragon Zord let out a roar, and the Serpent Zord hissed.

"I'll draw Banpire's fire," Sean said over interzord communications, "You charge the cannon."

The Serpent Zord slithered around, shooting gallons of water at Banpire, who met it with a supersonic scream. Meanwhile, the Dragon Zord charged its cannon. Banpire, noticing this strategy, quickly approached the Serpent Zord and flung it at the Dragon Zord. The two collided and went down hard.

"Argh, so close!" Tobias exclaimed, gritting his teeth behind his helmet.

"I'll twine my zord around her legs, you knock her off balance," Sean suggested.

"Okay, go!"

The Serpent Zord began to circle the beast, getting closer each time, binding her legs together. Quickly, the Dragon Zord tackled Banpire and she collapsed.

"Finish her, Sean!" Tobais yelled.

"Riptide Shot!" Sean cried out.

The Serpent Zord aimed at the Vampiric Beast, blue energy formed in its mouth, and a teardrop shaped blast shot at her. The Serpent Zord quickly got out of the way as the monster exploded yet again.

BLOODWING'S CASTLE

"Rargh!" roared Bloowing, "Can no one stop these pests?"

BERMUDA BAY MALL, FOOD COURT

Sean had joined his friends at the table. Tobias was looking skeptically at Sean, Clarice looked at him in a concerned manner, Xue stared off into space, and Skyler was wolfing down some nachos.

"You did what where you found what and then you what?" Tobias asked Sean, his face skeptic.

"I looked at my family tree, where I found the Serpent, and then I went to Ireland where I found the Serpent Dagger," Sean replied.

Tobias's expression changed from skeptic to angry.

"Well, regardless, you should have notified us," the red ranger told him sternly.

Sean hung his head. "I'm sorry," he replied glumly, "I rushed into it. I was totally acting like Skyler."

Skyler stopped eating, and responded, "Hey!" in a hurt voice.

"It's alright," Clarice replied to Sean, punching Sean playfully, but then she got serious, "I was worried."

"Yeah," Sean replied.

There was an awkward pause. Everyone was silent except Skyler's crunching of nachos.

"So, yeah, before the attack, what were we talking about?" Tobias asked quizzically.

Trivia: This is my first attempt of finding a hangout. I'm not liking the Food Court vibe, though.