Disclaimer: I do not own Justice League. I do not own Power Rangers. I own Lieutenant Sarra Torrens-Lee. Rated M for Mature. I don't own other characters you might see. Not related to Silver's Destiny. (Or Silver Zeo. Related to Justice Renewed.)
Dark Knight Golden Warrior Silver Fighter: Ch 1: Portals? Oh crap!:
After what happend six months ago, Sarra was greatful things weren't as bad as she seemed. She was tired, and her reserves were half their strength, but she could and would continue. She had no desire to stop anything, unless it was bad and she had to deal with the different things going on with the Justice League as she was a member, and the team of superheroes were having a hard time dealing with the fact that Lex Luthor could be President of the United States and could shut them down.
Sarra just told Clark, aka Superman, "Do what you can deal with what you can't do anything about and just live as best you can and leave the world in a better place you found it." He shook his head. "Lex's downfall will bite him in the rear my friend." "It always has, and America sorts itself out." "We'll be fine. Most of the populace appreciates having us." She then felt something, strange. There was a flash of Power, and of a vision. She swore. "Bloody hell." Superman held her as she got something pounding in her brain. She sighed, as she went black after Superman called her name over and over trying to get her back.
Sarra moaned as she woke up in medical about three hours later. Holding her head she groaned as she got up. Sarra touched her head. "Hell.." She muttered. Sarra smiled as she closed her eyes as pain reverberated through her brain. "Guys?" She asked. Batman and Jason and Tommy and Superman were there. "Dear one?" Jason asked. Sarra smiled. "Ug." "Shit." She muttered.
"Lieutenant...?" Superman asked. Sarra smiled. "Fine." She said. "Vision, cracked my crainium." She threw a dirty look at Tommy anticipating the fact that Tommy would say something. "Shut up Red." She said and he looked innocent. "What?" Tommy looked at her. Sarra hit his chest with her hand. "Ow. Sarra!" Sarra laughed. "Vision?" Superman asked. Sarra nodded. "Right." She said. Sarra closed her eyes, and as she did, she felt better, and cursed. "We've got incoming, Portal non threatening, much." She said as she winced from her headache again. "Shit." Jason held her and Batman looked at her. His eyes were worried. She shook her finger. "You, I'm okay. Old timer." she said and Jason smirked at Batman. "Alright lads, we've got..." "Shit." "Incoming!" She hit the deck of her bed and the guys covered her as a wicked weird portal came through. Sarra heard the snick of the portal close and a "Virgil, where the heck are we?" A small boy's voice came through. "Don't know Mighty One." The boy sighed. "Virg, you are the keeper of the scrolls, I thought you studied these coordinates!" He grumped. "Max I...Oh my." Max held up his hands as several Power Rangers and Superheroes stood in front of him. "WOAH! Dudes we come in peace!"
Sarra turned around and looked at the three foot tall chicken. "Virgil! I swear I shall have your feathers for pillows!" Sarra roared. "You feather brained Lieumarian!" She roared again her face going purple. Norman winced. "And your no better." she said as she looked at the Guardian. He shrugged. "Not my fault Sarra. You look well, Ma'am." Sarra laughed. "You look like crap, Norman, when did you get sleep last?" She said. He smiled. Jason coughed. "Would someone mind telling me what the hell is going on here?" She smirked. "My friends have found a portal, and they got lost. They are trying to save the world." She pointed to the kid with the cap on his head. "Chosen One, Mighty One, Capbearer, loudmouth, kid." "Goes by many names." She said with a smile. "Hey!" Max protested about the loudmouth part, and Sarra laughed and ruffled his hair.